Hostages (2013–2014): Season 1, Episode 7 - Hail Mary - full transcript

Previously on Hostages...

So that's your mommy, that's you,
and that's your daddy?

Mmm-hmm.

What is that? His heart?

No. That's his badge.

What happened here?

Cheerleading.

Yes, this is Dr. Dana Marsh calling.

I'd like to report a possible case
of abuse involving a minor patient.

How badly do you need this money?

I think I might have a solution.



Don't move!
You stay just like that.

(YELPS)

(GRUNTS)

Archer Petit.
Born in Brooklyn. Age 36.

Ex-military. No priors.

I needed to backstop him,
so I falsified his travel records.

- What the hell are you talking about?
- He's working for me.

As a confidential informant.

- Where's Archer now?
- In jail.

- How come?
- I put him there.

ELLEN:
Where's Brian?

Keep going, sweetheart.
He doesn't know where you are.

We did it. Just keep...
(GROANS)

(GASPS)
Oh, God!



There's just no way out of this.

- Unless...
- Unless what?

We kill him.

(GIGGLING)

Come on. You beat me again?

Why do you always beat me?
Every single time, I never win once.

Are you looking for this?

Can we watch cartoons now?

(SIGHING) In a minute, sweetie, okay?
I just need to talk to Grandpa.

Can Uncle Kramer come over?

Not now, sweetie.

You go play upstairs, okay?
Catch that!

Catch that. Oh!
Good hands.

So, how's he doing, anyway?

Kramer is...
He's stronger than you think.

Bless me, Father, for I have sinned.

It's been a long time
since my last confession.

What's on your mind, son?

What sins have you committed?

I've made some mistakes.

What mistakes? To find absolution,
the faithful must confess.

I've been worried about him.
Wasn't sure he had the stomach

for this kind of thing.

I had a problem,
he solved it on his own.

I was impressed.

That's good to hear.

I'm trying to help someone I love.

My sister.

But how far is too far?

Is it all right to do something
wrong for a good reason?

That's a question only
the Lord can answer.

But you need to confess your sins.

Until you do, there will
never be true repentance.

DUNCAN:
We all set?

I told you,
I've taken care of everything.

I know. It's just...

Sometimes I need to hear
you say it out loud.

If things don't proceed as planned,
Sawyer will be fine.

She'll have a beautiful place
to live in upstate New York,

plenty of money,

and most importantly,

a loved one to take care of her.

Sawyer loves her Aunt Leslie
very much. You know that.

Yeah, I know that.

You're worried about Dr. Sanders.

(SIGHS)

She's tough.

I wasn't expecting this
level of resistance.

Good news is,
we still have eight days.

But I'm gonna need some help.

From who?

Her husband.

Despite his money troubles,
the affair,

she still looks up to him.
Still loves him.

If I can turn Brian into an ally,

I can turn Ellen into a killer.

(CELL PHONE RINGING)

Yeah?

We got a problem.
The lawyer I told you about,

the public defender,

he won't shut up
about his client in county jail.

Claims Angela Nix was murdered.

I thought you took care of that.

I did. On my end.

But now his lawyer's
talking to the DA's office.

He's trying to cut a plea deal
with them instead.

- They're willing to listen?
- Willing? They can't wait.

They're meeting today at five.
If this guy flips,

tells the truth about what
happened to the President's nurse,

the whole damn thing
could fall apart.

I'll handle it.

(BUZZING)

What's up, brother?

What the hell you doing here?

I was about to ask you
the same thing.

What they get you for?

Weapons charge. You?

Coke thing. My lawyer says
I can beat it, though.

- Last time I saw you...
- Yeah.

Somebody help me!

Get her out of the street!
Move!

Keep the body on ice
and keep your mouth shut.

We're gonna be fine.

You hear me?

Hey, cops ever ask you about Angela Nix?
The nurse?

No. Not a word.

If they do...

Come on, man.
You know I don't talk to cops.

GUARD:
Your lawyer's here.

(BUZZING)

It's not polite to keep
a woman waiting.

It's time to get this thing done.

I'm trying. Trust me.

What's the problem?

Duncan put you here
a few days ago.

Life ain't so perfect in here.

Took me two days to get
transferred to the right unit.

I didn't even see Malik's punk ass
until just now.

Well, I suggest you dial it up.
Fast.

Malik is meeting with an
Assistant District Attorney

today at five.
He talks, we all go down.

All right. Don't worry.
That meeting will never happen.

What?

Nothing.

You look great.

Thanks. I'm meeting with
the President this morning.

When this is all over,
I'm going to do everything I can

to be a better husband,
a better partner.

I want another chance.

We can talk about all that later.

After we...

After we kill this son of a bitch?

I can try to find another gun.
I have some friends who...

Then what? We try shooting him
before he shoots us?

Do you even know how to use a gun?
'Cause I don't.

He's in the FBI.
A trained professional.

So what are you saying?

I just think we need some help.
We're not killers.

Says who?

What about the poison
he gave you?

You said you kept it.
It's in the closet, right?

I don't even know what kind it is,
how potent...

He gave it to you to kill the President.
I'm sure it's potent.

You'll never get close enough.

I'll find a way.
I'll wait for the right moment.

Brian. You can barely even walk,
for God's sake.

I can do this.
I'll use that to my advantage,

I'll pretend I'm not feeling well.

He'll forget I'm even here.

It's so dangerous.
We just need some professional help here.

Well, I don't have a lot of killers
on my speed dial. You?

No, I...

I might know someone who does.

What time's your meeting?

Eleven. It's just a routine,
pre-op visit. Nothing more.

The President's surgery
cannot be delayed.

Regardless of his health,
his blood tests, his EKG.

He's not a patient anymore, Ellen.
He's a target.

Sup, bro? I was hoping we
could talk in private.

I know you don't talk to cops.

But I still want to compensate you
for being so loyal.

How's an extra 10 G sound?

Keep your money, I'm good.

Business is business.

But you already paid me.

Consider it a gift.

If you insist.

That's more like it, right?

What, you can't give me a pound?

Keep it moving, boys.

Your vital signs are great.
That's terrific news.

Don't yell at your assistant.

I forced my way in
over her strenuous objections.

Vanessa,
we're in the middle of a...

I won't be long.

You have one minute, Ambassador.

What is it you need to tell me?

You're a coward.

Well, I'm sorry you feel that way.
Now then, if you'll excuse us.

I still have 53 seconds.

For God's sake, Vanessa.
Not now.

The benefit dinner in memory of
my brother is tomorrow night,

and you're not attending.

Perhaps I should just wait
outside while you finish...

It's not a benefit.
It's a political event.

It's a family event.

Doesn't Peter's memory
mean anything to you?

We can talk about this later.
In private.

Take a deep breath, please.

I would like
to introduce Dr. Sanders.

It's a pleasure.
I've heard great things about you.

And this shy, introverted woman
is Vanessa Moore. My sister.

(SCHOOL BELL RINGING)

Morgan, this is Nancy Singleton.

She works for the Department
of Social Services.

Hi, Morgan, pleasure to meet you.

I'm following up on a report
from your OB/GYN, Dr. Marsh.

She noted bruising
on your arms and legs.

Like I said, I just bumped it
in gym class.

Can you show me the bruises?

Yep.

Hmm.

Do you have a boyfriend?

Had.

How do you two get along?

He's never laid a hand on me.
Ever. And he never would.

What about your parents?
Do you have a good relationship with them?

Yes. We love each other very much.

Can I go?

I mean, come on, this is ridiculous.
I have to get back to class.

Sure.

I'd like to talk to her brother.

Thank you, Dr. Sanders.
I'll see you soon.

(DOOR CLOSES)

- I apologize for the family squabble.
- Oh.

My brother Peter was killed
a few years ago,

and it's still a very
emotional topic for us all.

I did read that.
I'm sorry for your loss.

Peter's politics didn't coincide
with the President's,

and so this benefit dinner
tomorrow night

is more sensitive
than one might imagine.

I presume my sister's outburst
will remain confidential?

Oh, of course. The truth is,
I didn't hear a thing, I was so nervous.

I told my husband to fire you.

Don't get me wrong,
I enjoyed your speech

about being a great thoracic surgeon.

And I respect your confidence.

But I'm an unforgiving woman, especially
in matters involving my husband.

I understand.

So, I just want to make
myself clear.

If another innocent mistake occurs,
I will hold you personally accountable.

WOMAN: District of Columbia
Police Department.

Yes, hi, I was just inquiring...

I saw a man unconscious
Saturday on the street.

He was bleeding.

On Foxhill Drive.
Yeah, I called it in

and I was just wondering if the man is...
Well, if he's okay.

And who am I talking with?

What's your name, sir?

(HANGS UP)

Kramer.
What happened the other night...

- It wasn't your fault.
- I'm fine.

Ellen just left the White House.

She's on her way back
to the hospital.

You okay? Look,
I know this has been stressful.

You weren't expecting
to be here this long.

Nothing to worry about, Coach.

I'll be back in a little bit.

Wait, where you going?
We're a man down.

To see Nina.
She called earlier.

She sounded lonely.
I told her I'd stop by.

(OPENING AND CLOSING DRAWERS)

What are you doing?

I assume you're not
going to work today.

No. Not feeling well.
I haven't been sleeping.

Must be painful, huh?

I need you to come downstairs.
I have a project for you.

We need to patch this up.

You used to work for your father's
construction company,

so fixing a tiny bullet hole like this
should be pretty easy.

I think I can handle it.

(PHONE RINGING)

- Hello?
- What are we doing here?

Thought you were on your way
to the hospital.

- I have a house call.
- You're supposed to tell me in advance.

Well, I'm sorry, I forgot.

But if I don't show, he'll start
calling and asking lots of questions.

Make it fast.

Thank you.

You're home. Thank God.

Ellen?

I need help.

Of course. Tell me everything.

My family is in danger.

What's going on?

- (SIGHING HEAVILY)
- Ellen?

You know you can trust me,
that's why you're here.

My family is being held hostage.

What?
What are you talking about?

Well, they broke into
our house the night before

I was supposed to operate
on the President,

and they said to me if I
didn't kill him during surgery

they would murder my family.

The leader of the group is this guy
named Duncan Carlisle.

He's an FBI agent.

- Are you sure?
- Positive.

I've seen his badge.

He's investigating the suicide of the
President's nurse, who was my friend.

But he's the one who killed her!

I mean, this guy
has connections everywhere.

I know this all sounds crazy...

Slow down.
We're going to get through this.

He almost killed my sister.

He's just... He's evil.

I'll find a way to end this.
I promise.

I want him dead.

(BUZZING)

Where you going?

We need to have a little talk.

About what?

Malik's cousin is a friend of mine.
A good friend. You understand?

(GROANS)

I don't know
what you're talking about.

Maybe this will help.

Stay away from Malik.

Next time, I won't be so gentle.

Everything at home is great.

Your parents and Morgan
get along okay?

Yes.

Do they fight, argue?

Well, sure.
When she's annoying.

Does it ever get physical?

No. Never.

She and your father have
a good relationship?

Yeah.

Do you know her boyfriend?

No, not really. Can I leave?

Just one more question.

How'd you get that bruise
on your eye?

Uh...
(LAUGHING AWKWARDLY)

I took a hit at lacrosse practice.

And one of your coaches
can verify that?

Sure. My father.

Someone other than him.

Just tell me the truth.
I'm only trying to help.

I got into a fight, okay?

At home? Where? With who?

What time do your parents
come home from work?

I don't know. Why?

I'd like to talk to them.

That wouldn't really...

My parents are out of town,

and my cousin Susan
is staying with us. So...

Great. I'll talk to her instead.

Okay, fine.
I got into a fight with...

Morgan's boyfriend.

His name is Boyd.

About what?
Do you think he's abusing her?

PRISONER: Come on, man.
What's up? Huh?

GUARD:
Hey! Hey, break it up!

Come on, guys. Not today.

Hey, man.

You know that dude's name?

Yeah. Murphy.

Thirsty?

No.

(LOUD SIGHING)

I know this has been difficult.

We never planned on being
in your house this long.

But you can survive this, Brian.
Eight more days.

That's it.
After that, you're a free man.

As long as Ellen cooperates.

It's your job, as the head of the family,
to convince her.

That she knows the only way out
is to do what I ask.

Kill the President.

Correct.

So if she does this, she injects
the President with the poison...

he'll die instantly?

Within seconds.

You're positive?

I need to know, if I ask her
to do this, it's going to work.

That he'll die right away
and will it be traceable?

Will it look like he's
dying of natural causes?

I need to know that,
uh, she won't get caught.

She won't.

All right, well...

I'll talk to her.
Hopefully she'll listen.

She will.

She respects you.

Yeah, she used to.

Your marriage can survive this.

If you two really love each other,
you'll be fine.

(GROANS)

I'm gonna need
some more pain meds.

Where'd you put the medical bag?
In the den?

You stay here.

I'll get the pills.

(CELL PHONE RINGING)

Hello?

How's she doing?

She's asleep.

I'm staring at her right now.

She's beautiful.

Okay, if she wakes up,
tell her I love her, all right?

And I'll drop by tomorrow.

Sure thing.

MAN:
Hey, Murph. He's here.

- Help you?
- Murphy, right?

You're in the wrong zip code,
my man.

You might want to invest in
one of those GPS things.

(CHUCKLING)
Name's Archer.

Archer. My wife told me
you'd be stopping by,

but, I must say, I wasn't
expecting someone like you.

- She got the gift?
- Yeah, sure did.

That's a lot of money.
You Santa Claus or something?

No, not exactly.

What do I need to do?

I know someone. For the right price,
he might be interested.

- Whatever it costs.
- I'll call him right away.

(SIGHING)

Look, uh, just go home
and try to stay calm.

And most importantly,
don't try to be a hero.

Make this Duncan guy
think that you've given up.

- I'm gonna help you get through this.
- Thank you. For everything.

Grandpa! Grandpa, you wanna
see the picture I just drew?

I know you. You were at the Art Fair.
Your name is Jane.

Uh...

No, I'm sorry, sweetie, I think
you're mistaking me for someone else.

No. You asked me to draw
a picture of my family.

You thought my dad's badge
was his heart, remember?

No. I don't.
Besides, my name is Ellen.

- Why are you lying?
- Sawyer.

That's rude. Apologize, please.

I'm sorry.

Thank you. Now, run along.

- Go find Anna and finish your homework.
- But I already did my homework.

Well, then go play
on Grandpa's computer.

Anna! Sawyer's on her way up.

Can you help her get on to my
computer so she can play some games?

Thank you.

Who is this? Your son?

And the little girl.
She's your granddaughter?

So Duncan's, what? He's your son?
Your son-in-law?

Ellen, please.
We have a lot to discuss.

Not many guys would bounce back
the way you have.

Impressive.

A little plaster,

a little drywall, you can erase
just about anything, huh?

You can hide it. Can't erase it.

Truth is, you did the
right thing in that moment.

The facts on the table
at that time.

It was a brave move.

Sacrificing yourself to save your family.

But things have changed.

You know you can't escape.

But you can still control your destiny.

If you can convince Ellen
to do as I say, life goes on.

You don't,

the story ends.

But you get to write the book, Brian.

You.

Not me.

I need to use the bathroom.

(GRUNTING)

(KNOCKING)

DUNCAN:
Everything okay in there?

Brian?

Yeah, I'll be right there.

You all right?

Yeah, I'm just, uh,
I'm feeling a little nauseous.

Pain pills been messing with my stomach.
I'll be down in a couple of minutes.

Why in God's name are you doing this?

The reason isn't important.

You're doing the wrong math, Ellen.
"Why" doesn't matter.

The only thing you should be
thinking about is, "What if?"

What if I don't do
what Duncan asks?

Fifteen years ago, you killed
that son-of-a-bitch rapist.

(SNIFFLING)
He started walking toward me.

So, I...

Were you afraid for your life?
Was he holding a weapon?

The meeting is over, Detective.
I'm her lawyer.

My name is Burton Delaney.
I'm a friend of your father's.

I'm going to take care of everything.

Do you want me
to tell you what happened?

No. I'm going to
tell you what happened.

And you're going to tell the
detective exactly what I tell you.

Understand?

You're a strong woman,
I've seen it with my own eyes.

This was your idea?

Oh, my God.
You told him about me.

Her name is Ellen Sanders.
She's a world-class surgeon.

- Are you suggesting...
- Convince the President to use her.

And how do you know
she'll come through?

You were the perfect choice.
We needed a surgeon with mettle.

Someone tough enough
to actually kill the President.

I want to make sure
you understand my position.

I think I do.
Tell me if I'm close.

You're a political whore
devoid of any true emotions.

I loved your brother very much.
He was a great man.

He was my friend. He had a very
promising career ahead of him.

Youngest Senator in
the history of Virginia...

He would have been President
someday.

He would have been President now.

You are a beautiful woman.

Paul, no.

I was just expressing an opinion.

What happened, it was a mistake.

Understand?

Not a day goes by
that I don't hate myself for it.

Hate is such a strong word.

- Where are you going?
- I'm late for a meeting. Talk soon?

I do hope your sister understands
the President's dilemma.

She'll be fine.

Well, if there's anything I can do
to help, don't be afraid to ask.

Why would I be afraid to ask,
Quentin?

You work for me.

Let me guess. You just ran into
your sister. She's livid.

- She'll get over it. Some day.
- Hmm.

It's shocking how naive she is,
considering the family she grew up in.

She and Peter were very close.

About the same age,
they spent a lot of time together.

- I know. But that's irrelevant.
- I understand.

That's why I married you, sweetheart.
You see the big picture.

The truth behind the lie.

I do. But that's not
the reason you married me.

Is that right?

You needed money.
Connections.

And someone to save
your failing political career.

Now that is the truth behind the lie.

Can you check to see
if my lawyer's here yet?

I need a status on a visitor.

- Help you?
- I'm here to see Malik Wallace.

- You are?
- Randall Brown. His lawyer.

We're supposed to meet
ADA Daniel Conley at 5:00.

Just got a call about you.

Sign in over there,
leave any metal objects in the basket.

- Your lawyer just got here.
- Cool.

They're sending an officer down
now to bring you on through.

- Home free, brother.
- Thanks, man. I appreciate it.

Hey, Ray?

What's up?

- I got something for you.
- What?

Command, we got a problem in the yard,
we need backup.

(ALARM SOUNDING)

RIOT GUARD:
Move! Move! Go! Go!

This operation is much bigger
than you think.

Duncan isn't the boss.
Neither am I.

We're both just cogs in a larger,
more powerful machine.

- What are you saying?
- There's no way out.

If the President doesn't die, we do.

You, me, Duncan, your family.

Killing Duncan is a terrible mistake.

The second he's dead,
my partners will cut their losses

and slaughter each
and every one of us.

What are you doing here?

I just got a call from a lady at the
Department of Social Services, okay?

She wants to talk to me.
About us.

Our relationship.

- What the hell's going on, Morgan?
- I have no idea.

Listen.

Okay, what happened?
Is someone abusing you?

That's what this is about?
Who did this to you, Morgan?

Come on, Morgan.
We need to go.

(CELL PHONE VIBRATING)

Pick up. Pick up.

This is Brian.
Please leave a message.

Brian, it's me.

I just met with the guy we were
talking about this morning, my lawyer.

Just... I'll explain everything later,

but call me back, as soon
as you can, okay? Bye.

(TIRES SQUEALING)

When did she leave?

You're sure
she understands the situation?

Okay. Thanks for the update.

Do you know where
your wife was today?

She was with the President.
That's all I know.

That's all you know?

I told you,
we don't talk very much.

(BRIAN GRUNTING)

She's still very upset
about Samantha.

- I thought we were on the same page.
- We are, I swear.

I'll just finish this up.
A fresh coat of paint.

It'll be like nothing ever happened.

I'm trying to help you.
You understand that?

I do. I swear to God.
I'm with you on this. I want to move on.

Work with you.

Just gotta get Ellen to understand
that it's okay.

To do something horrible
to save our family.

I don't know how longer
I can do this.

- Are you...
- Sober as a judge, Dad.

Have been for two years,
in case you're interested.

Then what is it?

I just found out, uh...

that this guy died.
I saw it on the news.

What the hell are you talking about?

(STAMMERING)
I killed him.

Tell me what happened.
I need to know the facts.

I had to get Sandrine cash.

Otherwise, she was gonna leave.

I was trying to help Duncan.

So we robbed a poker game.

- That's where the incident occurred?
- No. On the street. Outside.

When we were trying to get away.

This guy came at us.
He pulled a gun.

And I hit him.

Was it a residential area? Commercial?
Did you see any video cameras?

It was, uh, residential.

I don't... I didn't see any cameras.
I'm not sure.

You're gonna be fine.

Just keep your mouth shut.
No matter what.

Don't say a word to anyone.

Look, son.

You gotta move on.

It was self-defense.
You did the right thing.

Did the right thing? Really?

We're holding a family hostage,
we killed an innocent nurse because she...

Pull yourself together!

There's no time for all this.

What happened the other night
with that man, it's over.

Done. Put it behind you.

You need to stay strong.

For Nina.

- Hey.
- ARCHER: Everything worked out.

That, uh, problem we had...
It went away.

Meeting's been canceled.

- Good to hear.
- So I'm ready to come home.

- The sooner the better.
- I'll make the call.

Give me a bourbon, please.
Neat.

I thought you don't drink.

I don't.

Then why start?

You're gonna be okay.

We're gonna be okay.

You don't really believe that,
do you?

Let's get out of here.

Kramer Delaney?

Detective Fritz, DC Homicide.

I'd like to discuss
the death of Tim Grace.

Who?

He's a limo driver.
He was killed Saturday night.

Never heard of him.
Why do you wanna talk to me?

I can explain downtown.

All right, we're done.

Do you want me
to put all this away? Or...

No, I'll take care of it.

Nice job.

Brian?

No, no, no, no, no!

No, no! (GASPING)
(BRIAN GRUNTING)

ELLEN:
Stop!

(GROANS)