Law & Order: Special Victims Unit (1999–…): Season 16, Episode 4 - Holden's Manifesto - full transcript

NARRATOR: In the
criminal justice system,

sexually based offenses are
considered especially heinous.

In New York City,

the dedicated detectives who
investigate these vicious felonies

are members of an elite squad
known as the Special Victims Unit.

These are their stories.

Hi, Holden March here.

Look at them.

Look at all those
beautiful girls.

All of them out on
dates, having fun,

flirting, kissing.



It's Saturday afternoon, and
everybody is out and about

with their lovers.

Except for me.

It is not fair.

Why do these girls
only go out with jerks,

while I, despite
having so much to offer,

am alone?

(MACHINE BEEPING)

Just breathe.

Mommy's here.

Liv? Hey.

How's Noah?

He finally fell asleep.
His, uh, his fever's down.

Detective Amaro called my cell.



I told him you were still
here, but your phone's off.

Oh, right.

He said it's urgent.

Yeah.

I'll stay with him.

Okay, you'll wait with
Noah till I come back?

Yes, yeah. Of course.

Okay. All right.

Thanks, Lucy.

(SIRENS WAILING)

BENSON: NYPD,
coming through. NYPD.

Hey, sorry to call. But, you know,
there's a lot of press here already.

Assault in Central Park? I have to
be here. What are we looking at?

The suspect's a male. White,
early 20s, average height.

Uh, he stabbed the vic,
Gwen Young, 22, repeatedly,

attempted rape.

But she's lucky. Most of her
wounds were shallow. She's out of it.

BENSON: All
right, so he's no pro.

Uh, she say anything else?

Not much. EMTs were
tending to her wounds.

Although, she did tell me that her assailant
counted out each time he stabbed her.

That's not good.

Uh, any witnesses? A
dog walker found her.

Didn't see the perp.
Unis are canvassing.

BENSON: Okay. Uh,
let's get to the hospital.

I want to talk to her
as soon as she's able.

But hey, how's Noah?

Uh, he's a fighter.

He's going to be okay.

(SIRENS BLARING)

Idiots.

I'm right here and no
one even notices me.

No one ever notices me.

But that is all going to change.

Very soon, everyone
will know who I am.

(CHUCKLES MANIACALLY)

(THEME MUSIC PLAYING)

BENSON: Thank you, Lucy,
I'll be there as soon as I can.

Now, listen, it's a new shift,
make sure the nurse knows

that his temperature
runs a little low, okay?

All right, honey,
thank you very much.

How's Gwen?

She's stabilized, talking.

Hey, look, Rollins
and I got this.

You don't need to be here.

Until I know what this is, I do.

Well, can I do
anything? I got this.

Actually, Nick, there is
something you could do.

Anything. Is there...

any way maybe you
could call your mother

and ask her to relieve Lucy

at the hospital for a minute?

Yeah, yeah, yeah. I'm on it.

Thank you.

Hey. Hey.

Hey, Gwen, this is
Sergeant Benson.

Hi.

She was just telling me that she
didn't see her attacker before the assault.

I left some friends
at the boathouse,

started walking home.

So you didn't notice him at all?

He came out of nowhere,
a knife to my neck.

I should have run, or screamed.

But I just froze.

You had a knife to your neck,

it's normal to freeze.

(WHISPERING) Okay.

He pushed me
past the playgrounds

into the bushes.

He grabbed my breasts,

lifted up my skirt, groped.

But he didn't rape you?

No.

He didn't seem to
know what he was doing.

I pushed him away,
I said, "Get off me."

That's when he got angry,

threw me down,

started stabbing me.

You told me before that he
counted each time he stabbed?

Yeah.

I thought he was
going to kill me,

but as soon as he got to 11,

he stopped and he ran.

Did he say anything else?

He said, "This
is your fault, Gigi.

"You missed your chance."

Gigi?

It's an old nickname.

Maybe you use it on your
social media pages, or...

No one's called me
that since high school.

Maybe ninth grade?

Okay, so this is somebody who
knew you when you were young?

No.

I would have remembered
someone like that.

I had never seen
him before in my life.

He calls her by her old nickname,
and counts as he stabs her?

It's gotta be personal.

Except, Gwen doesn't know him.

Amaro, any luck
with those yearbooks?

Uh, there's a few
guys who had records,

run-ins with the
SEC for stock fraud.

No one on the
registry. No assaults.

I got our best
sketch artist on it,

but, Gwen didn't get
a good look at him.

And that's what they
came up with? Yeah.

That's every other white
guy in Williamsburg.

Okay, so no luck
with the schools,

what about the neighbors?

She grew up in Gramercy.

Um, run the building,
run the block.

(PHONE RINGING) Did she
go to church, summer camp?

I will check it out.

(SIGHS)

He waited

until her friends left,
so he targeted her.

The counting, that's obsessive.

Are there any open MOs that fit?

ROLLINS: I mean,
amateurish wounds,

stalking the vic, revenge
assault, it's a one-off so far.

Let's hope he doesn't
develop a taste for it.

FIN: Too late.

Another attempted
rape in the one-two.

Assailant counted out
loud as he stabbed her.

Fin, Rollins, go.

FIN: Did you notice
anyone following you?

No. It was 6:00 a.m.,

the streets were empty.

You were on your way to work?

I was actually

coming home from a date.

Can you tell us what
happened, Haley?

I opened my building door.

He came out of nowhere.

Pushed me in, dragged
me behind the stairs,

and pulled a knife.

He grabbed my breast, my legs.

Tried to stick his
fingers inside me.

He tried?

But he didn't rape you?

(SIGHS) I pushed him away,

I screamed, I told him

to get his effing hands off me.

That's when he lost it.

He started stabbing you?

More like flailing.

I was fighting him off.

He counted each stab.

15 of them.

His voice was flat, and
he had this weird smile.

Then he stopped.

Did he say anything else?

Yeah, actually.

When he started, he said,

"I know what you like, Haley."

So he knew your name,
but you didn't recognize him?

No. Not at all.

Is this the guy?

It looks like him, I guess.

Are you sure you don't remember
him from school, or work?

No.

But when I resisted, he
accused me of not liking him

because he wasn't black.

The guy you were dating
last night, was he black?

No. He was Irish.

We met at a bar.

Had you dated any
black guys recently?

When I was in high school,

a guy on the football team.

But not since then.

I understand, Chief. Yes, sir.

1PP?

Oh, that was Dodds, again.

New Deputy Chief of SVU.

Yeah. Citywide.

And he wants to do a
full press conference

on this perp.

Of course he does. So I guess
he's decided that it's only one guy?

He has. And I told him
that that was our job,

and we're still
deciding whether or not

to make that call.

So, any DNA yet?

In both attacks, the
perp failed to launch.

ROLLINS: And from a
victimology perspective,

they're both in their early 20s,

blonde, they're attractive.

And he called them both by name,

knew, you know, personal
details from their past.

He also counted out the stabs.

Melinda said the wounds

were consistent enough that

they could've come
from the same knife.

Well, if it is the same
guy, he's escalating.

There's fewer hesitation marks on
Haley, he's getting more aggressive.

And the vics don't
know each other?

Uh-uh. Different
neighborhoods. Different schools.

Uh, no points of intersection.

And neither one
recognized their assailant.

All right, so find out
if anybody else does.

Check open cases.

Show this sketch to any vics
of unknown knife assaults.

Okay, and what do we
release to the press?

This sketch. I guess we work on
the assumption that it is the same guy.

And these are his
first known assaults.

Rollins, what number
are we up to this year?

Lucky pattern 13.

He didn't stab me,
but he had a knife.

He threw me down.

Could this have been him?

WOMAN: No.

The guy that did me had
a scar down his cheek.

Did he know your name
or anything about you?

Yes, actually. He called
me, "JL," which are my initials.

But isn't your name Jean Asher?

My middle name is Louise.

I used to work
at this restaurant,

there was a girl there
named Jean Anne already.

So we used to call
her JA and me JL.

You know, to avoid confusion.

Uh, Rollins.

Jean here was telling me about
a guy who pulled a knife on her

in Chelsea Park four days ago.

Uh, nothing happened.
He got scared off.

Yeah, he knew her initials.

Which you went by
at what restaurant?

Catignano's, on
the Upper East Side.

It was almost two years ago.

Okay. Were you ever involved
with anybody at the restaurant?

Well, the manager's my
ex. Kinda how I got the job.

Are you still in touch
with him? Yeah.

Anybody else?

Maybe a co-worker, a
waiter, a customer even?

Anybody there seem jealous?

No, I got along with everyone.

I don't remember
anybody being jealous.

(PANTING)

(BANGING ON WALL)

Again? What's his problem?

(BANGING ON WALL)

Just ignore him.

Ignore him.

(BANGING)

(MOANING)

Listen to them,

rutting like animals.

Taunting me with
what I cannot have.

All of you women

who will not look
at me or kiss me,

giving yourselves to other men,

giving sex to men
who do not love you,

who use your bodies.

(MOANING GETS LOUDER)

(BANGING LOUDLY)

I would know how
to take care of you,

to worship you.

But all of you beautiful girls,

you throw yourselves at
men who are mean and selfish.

Sweating, grunting brutes.

You reject me.

A nice guy,

smart, superb, clean.

I dress well, I
take care of myself.

I would have taken care of you.

Been gentle.

But those days are gone.

You had your chance.

You do not deserve me anymore.

You do not deserve to live.

WOMAN: You do this all the time.

What do you want?

Hello, Leah. I am Holden March.

BENSON: So where
are we on the restaurant?

Have you reached
the manager yet?

Look, I understand
that nobody's ID'ed him,

but restaurants have turnover.

You gotta make sure that you
speak to that manager, okay?

Uh, Nick, I gotta go.

Dr. Lee. Noah
looks so much better.

His color's come
back. He's smiling.

Thank you. He's
stabilized. For now.

He's breathing
on his own. Great!

When can I take him home?

We'd like to keep
him a few more days.

Why? Noah's birthmother
was a drug addict?

Yes. He hasn't had much
pre-natal or infant care,

but we are all caught up.

He's had his vaccinations,

his weight... You brought him
into your home four months ago?

Before that, multiple
foster care homes?

Yes, but, since then
he's been thriving.

Not to alarm you, but his lung
x-rays showed old rib fractures.

It's not uncommon
in foster care infants.

Were the homes vetted?

Yes.

But, the first two-and-a-half
months of his life,

he was not in a
stable environment.

But, Child Services said that
there were no signs of abuse.

How hard did they look?

We need to do a
more thorough workup.

Hold on, what does that mean?
He's had so many needles...

No needles. Skeletal
x-ray, CT scan.

But he's developing normally.

He has lung issues.
He had it rough early on.

Sometimes complications
from trauma develop later.

Physiologically
and neurologically.

He can't tell us what
he went through.

I'd like to be proactive here.

MANAGER: Sorry I
didn't get back to you.

This is about JL?

She told me she didn't know
the guy who attacked her.

But maybe she
didn't recognize him.

Now, when JL worked here,
was there anyone she rejected?

Or someone who
had a crush on her?

She's a beautiful girl.

Well, you remember
anyone who looked like this?

It's a customer maybe?

You know, that looks
like this busboy we had.

Guy was kinda off. OCD, I think.

Why do you say that?

No one got the grill
as clean as he did.

Broke my heart to fire him.

Anything to do with JL?

Nah, I fired him after she left.

Last Valentine's Day, a
couple comes in, buzzed.

They were going
at it in the booth.

He "accidentally" pours
ice water on the guy's lap.

I can't have that.

What was this busboy's name?

Holden something.

The son of a bitch
filed for unemployment.

Let me check. Thank you.

So, suspect's name
is Holden March.

Parents divorced.

Holden's step-father
is a Thomas Eldridge,

VP at a software company.

Mother is Adriana
March, a nurse.

Holden grew up in Manhattan,

then moved out to Nyack
after his mother's remarriage.

Fin and Rollins are
headed there now? Yeah.

And Holden's name and photo
didn't mean anything to the vics?

Well, JL couldn't pick
him out of a photo array.

And neither could Gwen.

Haley thinks her
little brother may have

had a friend
named Holden, but...

Sergeant Benson.

Chief Dodds. I didn't
realize that you were waiting.

If you'd been here, I
wouldn't have had to wait.

Of course. This is
Detective Nick Amaro.

Yes.

I signed off on your
conditional return to SVU.

Well, thank you, Chief.

So, where are we on
the pattern 13 rapist?

We have a suspect. Holden March.

How solid? Anyone ID him?

We're still connecting the dots
between Holden and three victims.

Dots. You have
dots. Where is he?

We're trying to get
updated cell contacts.

He has no social media presence.

The restaurant manager
gave us his last known address,

his parents' house in Nyack.

I have two detectives
headed there now.

We didn't want to call
and risk tipping him off.

So no one's made him, and you
haven't even talked to him yet?

No, sir.

I need you at CompStat
tomorrow to give the update.

We have a serial
on the front page

of every newspaper.

Solve this. Now.

(CELLPHONE RINGING)

Yeah?

Maybe somebody could've
given me a heads-up.

THOMAS: Is Holden
in some kind of trouble?

When's the last time
you saw your son?

Stepson. And it was
a few months ago.

He doesn't live here?

Not for a few years.

We rent an apartment
for him in Murray Hill now.

It's for the best.

Thomas, what is this?

New York detectives.

They're asking... Holden?

What happened? Where is
he? ROLLINS: We don't know.

His name has popped up

as part of a broader
investigation.

He may have witnessed something,

so we need to check
the schools he went to.

He changed schools
several times.

He got bullied a lot.

I still think that's
part of all his...

All his what? Holden is Holden.

I don't think anything
caused it, Adriana.

"Holden is Holden?"

He may be on the spectrum.

"May be?" There's
no one diagnosis.

He's smart, but he's
socially awkward.

We've had him in therapy.
He shows progress,

and then new challenges surface.

What kind of therapy?
Is he on medication?

When he remembers to take it.

He's lonely, he's brilliant,
and no one notices.

Everyone has it easy except him.

But lately he's
been doing better.

He got a new job as
a bicycle messenger.

FIN: We're gonna
need to talk to him.

Can you tell us where he works?

Give us his cell phone number?

He said his phone broke.

He hasn't gotten a new one.

How about the address
to that apartment?

That we can give you.

Great.

Also, if you have any
pictures of him as a child,

that could really help
us in our investigation.

Holden March?

Yes. I am Holden March.

Can we talk to you?

I just got a Wall
Street to Midtown run,

so now's not really a good time.

You know, actually this
will just take a minute.

Is this about my neighbors?

Your neighbors? The
ones making all the noise.

You know, having
sex all the time.

The whole building
can hear them.

Uh, we can look into
that. Let's talk inside.

Well, they're not
home right now.

She has a job, she
dresses up all fancy.

And he gets to spend
his days at the gym.

Okay, well, how about
we go back upstairs,

and then you can give us
more information about them?

Now? No, sorry.
I... I have to go.

Uh, you know what,
before you do...

Please do not touch my bicycle.

Sorry.

Okay, Holden.

If you know a Jean Asher?

Maybe you called her JL?

She worked at a
restaurant with me.

Before I quit.

The manager was abusive.

Okay, well, she was assaulted.

And, we're thinking that maybe

it was one of the restaurant's
customers that was involved.

With her, who knows.

She flirted a lot with
unsavory men at that place.

Did she give you my name?

She remembered who I was?

Uh, no. Actually, it
was the manager.

Oh. Well, I have to go.

Actually, Holden, we'd like you
to come to the station with us.

I told you I cannot. Do you have
a warrant? Am I under arrest?

No, we just want to
ask you a few questions.

Okay, this'll just
take a second.

Holden March here.
I am with the NYPD.

They are illegally
restraining my movement,

and preventing me
from getting to my job.

No one's preventing
you from doing anything.

Can we just take
a look in your bag?

HOLDEN: They have no warrant.

Hey, Holden...

And they are bullying me...

All right, all right...
And violating my rights...

Let's go, let's go, let's go.

It's all good, we're gonna
catch up with you later. Okay?

Nick?

Call Division,

we need 24-hour
surveillance on him

until we rule him out.

You think I went to camp
with the guy who attacked me?

Yeah, just take a look, okay?

FIN: Just take a good
look at the picture.

Oh, my God.

Him?

Holden March, that's the guy?

Yeah, just one
step at a time. Here.

It's him.

The one who attacked me.

I'm positive now.

But why? I haven't
seen him since I was 11.

What do you remember about him?

Just a shy, skinny boy.

Never said a word to me.

All the other guys were
going through puberty.

They teased him.

That's him.

Holden March.

I recognize him now.

He went to high
school with my brother.

Any reason he'd
be angry with you?

He asked me to a dance once.

But he was this shrimp,

I was dating a football player.

A black guy.

That's what he meant.

How old were you, 15?

Is that why he
stabbed me 15 times?

You said his name is Holden?
He... He worked at Catignano's?

And mostly in the kitchen.

He could be the
guy who came at me,

I don't remember him at all.

Hey, so this guy
is a Boo Radley.

We had to show the
girls childhood pictures

before they could
even start to place him.

Yeah, but he remembers
every slight from grade school on.

He's an accumulator,
an injustice collector.

Back up. Did they ID him?

Two out of three.

Great. Pick him up,

get a warrant for that
knife and for that cell phone.

ROLLINS: Okay, we're on it.

Surveillance team's
been outside all day.

They say Holden never came home.

And what about work?
Didn't show up there, either.

When were they
gonna tell us that?

Okay, we're ready.

Holden March.
NYPD. You in there?

OFFICER: Police! Nobody move!

NICK: Holden?

OFFICER: Kitchen's clear!

ROLLINS: We're clear.

OFFICER: Bedroom's clear.

He was complaining about the noise
that the next door neighbors were making.

(KNOCKING) Police!

BENSON: We got a body!

Nick, he's got some kind of
manifesto here. Look at this.

Rollins.

They're empty.

Two dead.

FIN: Holden hasn't
been here all day.

These bodies are in rigor.
They've been here a while.

Call a bus.

We got something!

I found these in the radiator.
He's got at least two guns.

Brand new, out the box,
and over 200 rounds of ammo.

There's about a
300-or-so-page document,

"Now You Know," and
the laptop was open,

a bunch of videos.
This is the last one.

Hey, Holden March here.

All of you stuck-up girls

who date athletes
or popular fellows

and pay no attention to me,

you should have.
But it is too late now.

None of you can hide from me.

I will be coming for you.

Holden March, 23. He should be
considered armed and dangerous.

In the past week, he's
assaulted three women

in revenge attacks, and
then escalated to murder.

We found a manifesto containing
dozens of names from his past

whom he might be targeting.

All his former schools
are on lockdown.

We need units from each one of
those precincts outside the schools.

We have unmarked cars at his
residence and his psychiatrist's office.

The suspect may be
on foot or riding a bicycle.

The last encounter we had
with him, his affect was rational.

He was able to
mask, for a short time,

what appears to be
a psychotic break.

And don't assume that
he will stick to his pattern.

Everybody, wear your vests.

Do not be a hero.

Rollins, any leads
from Holden's shrink?

She says he doesn't have
enough anger to commit these acts.

She left town.
Just in case. Yeah.

What about the parents?
Why aren't they here?

On their way in from Nyack.

Okay, as soon as they get
here, show them Holden's hit list.

See if they're in touch
with any of these people.

(CELLPHONE RINGING)

Oh, um, I'm sorry,
I gotta take this.

Sergeant, a word.

Detective. You, too.

Uh, Dr. Lee.

Yes, I see.

Okay.

Um...

May I call you back
in a few moments?

Thank you so much, Dr. Lee.

Are we ready?

I'm on it, Chief.
We're gonna find him.

You two had him yesterday.
And you let him go?

At that time, nobody
had ID'ed him yet.

He was smart enough to know that
we couldn't compel him to come in.

And there wasn't probable
cause for an arrest.

You create probable cause!

You push him around,
you provoke him!

After Eric Garner and
the stop-and-frisk lawsuits,

1PP's been very
clear, all right?

"Don't make a scene."

Then why are you opening
your mouth right now?

Chief, please.

With all due respect,

when we spoke to the suspect,

he was in complete
control of himself,

he knew his
constitutional rights.

And I ordered immediately
for surveillance.

Which didn't matter because he had
already murdered his neighbors by then.

(CELLPHONE RINGING)

I'm sorry.

This is a family emergency,
and I have to take it.

I'll wait. Again.

Uh, Miss Jackson,
yes, how are you?

Yes, I know. I just
spoke with the doctor.

Um, hold a second.

I'm sorry, I need
a minute, please.

Miss Jackson, yes, so sorry.

That's not what you
should be sorry about.

I'm in the hospital
where your foster child

is in a step-down
unit with a babysitter.

Yes, I know. I
was there all night.

And Mrs. Amaro is not a sitter,

she's actually a family friend.

And I just spoke
to Noah's doctor.

So did I.

She called me after finding
the child's fractured ribs.

Yes. Then you know
that those injuries

happened before I
took custody of Noah,

and that they've healed now.

I'm not suggesting that
you caused the injuries.

I am troubled that
you chose to go to work

while your foster child
remained in the hospital.

I was called away
for an emergency.

And I'm doing everything
that I can to get back there

as soon as possible. Believe me.

I hope so.

You do understand that your
absence will be included in my report?

Yeah, I do.

Everything all right?

Everything is fine.

The parents are here.

"Carla and Bill Franks."

They were friends
of ours from church.

Okay, do you have an address?

Uh, they moved to
Florida years ago.

What in God's name would
he have against the Franks?

He's lost it, Thomas.

Hurting those girls,
the people he's killed.

I should reach
out to their families.

They don't want to hear from
us. What is the matter with you?

Excuse me, I'm Sergeant Benson.

I know this must be incredibly
painful for the two of you,

but time is of the essence.

So I need you to focus on that
list so nobody else gets hurt,

do you understand?

Of course. Okay.

Are there any other
names that you recognize?

I had no idea Holden noticed
this many people in his life.

He was so, um, shy.

Disconnected. In his own world.

No. This list goes
back to kindergarten.

I understand that
there's a lot of people,

and that's why we
need to use this list

to narrow down
where he might go.

It is a waste of time. You're
looking for logic? There is none.

Well, right now we're
looking for targets.

Trevor Jones. Uh, Holden went on a
ski trip with his family in middle school.

Do you have a number?

I'm sorry. That's okay.
Let's just stay focused.

Anybody else? Keep looking.

Oh, Mrs. Syncovich.

Who is that? Holden's
English teacher

his sophomore
year at St. Francis.

I don't remember
a Mrs. Syncovich.

She went by Miss Avins then.

Do you know if she's still
teaching at that high school?

I don't know. Maybe.
She was young.

Pretty. Not a very
good teacher though.

Rollins, you and Amaro
go check out St. Francis.

Holden always
wanted to be a writer.

The summer after he took her class,
though, he said he was done with that.

Okay, so let's stay
back to this list.

What about his page? Is there
anybody here that you can...

What're you gonna do with
Holden after you find him?

THOMAS: Adriana.
He's not in his right mind.

He's sick.

The police wouldn't
hurt a sick boy?

This is surreal. Holden hasn't
been a student here for years.

What do you remember about him?

He was a little
off, I have to say.

Intense. Quiet.

Strangely enough, a very
precise writer. So much detail.

In the document that
he left on his computer,

he blamed you

for ruining his love of writing.

That you betrayed him.

I don't see how. I spent
a lot of time with him.

Is it possible Holden
had a crush on you?

I suppose.

To be honest, boys that age,

bursting with
hormones, it happens.

But now that you mention it,

I got married that summer.

Come fall, Holden continued
calling me Miss Avins.

Has he tried to
contact you recently?

No. But I just came back
for the start of school.

I was on maternity leave.

Your husband? Does
he work in the city?

Jeff is the music teacher at
our sister school, St. Anne's.

When's the last time
you spoke with him?

PRINCIPAL: I spoke to
Mr. Syncovich an hour ago.

He's teaching flute class now.

ROLLINS: And what's
your security protocol here?

Minimal. We're a
small, parochial school.

Mr. Syncovich?

Mr. Syncovich?

PRINCIPAL: Oh, my God.

Where are his students?

ROLLINS: How many
of them are there?

Four, five?

All right, we need to lock
down the school. Now.

ROLLINS: 10-15. NICK: What
other rooms are on the floor?

ROLLINS: We got an
officer in need of assistance.

What other rooms
are on the floor!

(ALARM RINGING)

HOLDEN: Shut up.

Stop talking.

NICK: NYPD. Hey!

Holden?

(WHIMPERING)

Get out, both of you.

Get out, or I will kill
this bitch right now.

PRINCIPAL: Come on, come on!

Let's go, let's go, let's go!

Move it! Move it, people.

(PEOPLE YELLING)

The precinct has control of
the street and the neighborhood.

What's going on inside?

FIN: Pole cams show the kid has
four girls hostage in a classroom.

BENSON: Oh, God. Amaro
and Rollins? FIN: Them, too.

Please tell me they
have their vests on?

Won't stop a head shot.

ESU's all over the halls,

snipers are setting
up across the street.

If Holden steps in front
of a window, he's done.

I can hear your
people in the hall.

Get on the radio and tell
those monkeys to clear out

and get off the roof.

I can do that. What are
you gonna do for me?

I cannot shoot this tramp.

Do it. How about
you let the girl go?

How about you drop your gun?

You, too. You don't
shoot, we don't shoot.

Oh. You are lying.

All pretty girls lie.

Hey, nobody needs to
get hurt here. All right?

Shut up. I am talking to her.

It's okay, Nick.

Both of you, drop your guns.

Or I shoot her.

Tell them what I
did to your teacher.

Please put the guns down.

(WHIMPERING)

Okay, Holden.

You're in charge. Okay?

(GUN UNLOADING)

Nick,

he's not messing around.

No. I am not.

(GUN UNLOADING)

Now kick them over to me.

Not you,

Nick.

Her.

You can call me Amanda.

Can I call you Holden?

Sure.

Okay.

Now, you, you get on your knees,

hands on the back of your head.

Now.

Nobody in or out. You got it?

Can I radio them outside?
Tell them to back off.

No tricks.

No. I promise.

Thank you.

Got your message,
Amanda. Copy that.

I'll tell everybody down here
to take it easy, and stay back.

Fin! He disarmed them.

Amanda's trying
to bond with him.

We don't have time. The
hostage negotiators just landed.

He's been through a lot of
therapy. More talk won't help.

OFFICER: Sergeant. May
I speak to my son, please?

Mrs. March, that
can't happen right now.

Please, I'm begging you!

Please don't let them hurt him.

You can't be here.
Don't let them hurt him.

FIN: Take the family
somewhere they'll be safe.

Come on.

HOLDEN: Not so
tough now, are you?

Hey, Holden.

He's not the one you're mad at.

Neither are these girls.

Let's talk about the
people who've hurt you.

This guy is your partner?

Yeah, you can do better.

He talked to me before
with another woman.

And I just hopped on
my bicycle and rode away.

You played it smart, Holden.

I did not say you
could call me Holden.

Are you having
sex with this guy?

Yeah, let's talk about you.

You are, aren't you?

Of course you are.

Girls like you always
go for jerks like this.

Girls ignore you?

That's gotta piss you off.

You know what pisses me off?

What's that?

Is pretty boys like
you, you know?

Good-looking all your life.

Born guapo.

Spin the bottle
at seven, or eight.

And sexual relations at 14, 15.

Girls should have been
going after you all along.

You're a good-looking guy...

Shut up.

When was your first time?

(CHUCKLING) Yeah, no answer.

Why?

Because now you
are doing it with her,

and you don't want her to know

that she is just another
notch on your belt.

Do you think he cares about you?

I know what he is.

What do we have on the pole cam?

He's got his gun trained on the
girl, but he won't go near a window.

Nick's cuffed.

Sergeant, why are
your people inside?

Because they have
the suspect talking.

And he has their guns. Where'd
they learn that technique?

It goes against every bit of
protocol and training we have.

He's got their guns, his
gun, and four hostages.

Rule one, don't
make things worse.

It's an evolving
situation, Chief.

Rollins read Holden's manifesto,

she's developing a rapport.

She understands
his state of mind.

His state of mind is irrelevant.

He's a murderer on a spree,

who gets set off by young women,

he's got four of
them as hostages.

All your team should be
working toward right now

is moving him into a position

from which we can take him out.

HOLDEN: Look at him.

Helpless,

useless.

You think he's better than me?

I don't.

He's not.

Yes, you do.

I'm not a kid.

These young girls,
they don't get it.

They don't see it, they don't
understand how special you are.

Are you tricking me?

No.

Thoughtful guys, polite,

the kind that will
hold the door open

for you.

You don't have to be macho.

These girls think you do.

ROLLINS: Women don't.

There are things
that I wanna tell you.

Adult things.

Not in front of other people.

Private things, you know,

just for you.

Okay?

I see the potential
in you, Holden.

I see how powerful you are.

Do you?

Now he's got the gun on Rollins.

Where are the students?
He moved them off camera.

We're trying to
get another angle.

Fast. We need to take our shot.

Hold up. If you miss, our
people are still in there.

Coming out! Come on, come on.

Nick!

What happened?
Why did he let you go?

He wanted to be
alone with Rollins.

I'll tell you the truth.

Nick is the kind of
boy that I used to like.

I fell for the quarterback,

the guys with the big
shoulders and the big smiles.

They told me that I was special.

But they just wanted to use me.

You know what, Holden,
and I'll tell you something.

I went back to my high
school for a reunion,

and everything is different.

The star athletes,
they're just fat and sweaty.

Now, they're with
big, ugly women

that they don't care about.

It's the intelligent
guys, the smart guys,

they have everything.

I mean, they're rich,
they've got beautiful wives.

They're guys like you.

They were intelligent,
sensitive, considerate.

I try to be... I know.

I know that.

I can see that in
you now. Now that...

I'm a woman.

And I wish we
weren't here right now.

You know, I wish we'd
met someplace else or...

I just don't want
this to sound wrong,

Holden, but...

I think you're superb.

I really do.

It is too late.

I read your manifesto.

You did?

Hmm. I couldn't put it down.

Holden, it's...

It's brilliant, and I just...

I'm so sorry

that somebody like you
has had to go through all this.

You don't deserve this.

You deserve to be adored,

to be caressed, to be...

To be kissed, you know?

Would you let me kiss you?

OFFICER: He's lowering the gun.

DODDS: Give
them the green light.

Sniper still doesn't
have a clear shot.

Holden has to get
closer to Amanda.

Why isn't she getting
him into range?

Yeah, just give her time.

Look, she knows
what she's doing.

She'll get him to
put the gun down.

Now,

while we're here,
while we're alone.

Just let me kiss you.

I have never kissed anyone.

Give me your hands.
I won't hurt you.

I promise. It's going
to be all right, Holden.

It all begins with a kiss.

(GUNSHOT)

Oh, God!

MAN ON RADIO: Target down.
Get the guys up there right now!

(GASPING)

ADRIANA: What was that?

My son, my baby,
you shot my son.

You said you wouldn't hurt him.

I'm sorry.

I'm sorry.

Adriana! It's all
right. It's all right.

(WEEPING) My baby.

He's gone!

Amanda. Hey.

Are you all right? Yeah? Yeah.

I had him.

It was done. Why
didn't you stop them?

It wasn't our call, all right?

Come on, let's get out of here.

Okay. Okay.

Okay.

I'm fine.

You gave Mommy a
scare, didn't you, Noah?

But you're my big boy.

You're my little
fighter, aren't you?

You're so strong.

You had to be, huh?

You got a long
life ahead of you.

You got places to see.

Things to do.

And people who will love you.

All of you beautiful,
blonde, unobtainable girls

I forgive you.

If it were not for you,
I would not be here.

On the edge of greatness.

I could have spent my
whole life in the shadows.

But I choose instead

to fight back,

to make sure people remember me.

Because I know one thing,

it is better to die in infamy

than to live a
life of obscurity.

(THEME MUSIC PLAYING)