Rizzoli & Isles (2010–2016): Season 6, Episode 13 - Hide and Seek - full transcript

Previously on "Rizzoli and Isles"...

It's a total loss.

Your credit cards are just
the tip of the iceberg.

You've been hacked.

The web address contained
a compressed video file.

- That's my apartment.
- From before the fire.

Wasn't an accident.

- Is that Lianne Sampson?
- What?

The victim from the scene
I just came from.

She had a tattoo of a butterfly
on her left wrist.

Isles.
Homicide?



I'm on my way.

Hello?

Hello?

Keys in her car.
Wallet's in her purse.

They didn't want anything but Maura.

Look, we got roadblocks
at all the major thoroughfares.

We got every camera, public and
private, in the neighborhood.

All units that are available
are on the way.

We're talking to everyone
we can find.

What was she doin' here?

I spoke to dispatch. There was
no incident at this location.

Obviously, she thought there was.
She brought her medical bag.

Somebody made her think there was.

- Can I touch that right now?
- Sure.



Uh, this isn't official.
Must've got it at a party shop.

I'll bet he picked this
location because there wouldn't

be any looky-loos to give it
away as a fake crime scene.

Guys, the last call that she got

before I tried her was from
an internal B.P.D. number.

You think someone
from the department

- is involved with this?
- Get back to headquarters.

You find out where that call came from.

There's a black smudge there.
Might be a footprint.

- If I wasn't so concentrated on Ma, then ...
- This is not your fault.

How could you possibly anticipate

that someone would
lure Maura into a trap?

You were just protecting

the most vulnerable person
in your circle.

- And Maura ...
- Is strong.

She's smart.
She is capable.

She will do her part. Now we
have to do our part, right?

Detective Rizzoli.

- Yeah?
- I think I found some blood,

maybe some other biological material.

It's okay. It's just a little
bit, which is a good thing, right?

Fast track everything, including
that black stuff over there.

Yeah.

Yeah, that's great.
We ... We ... We got some blood

and a phone number and a footprint.
That's not a lot to go on.

Doesn't mean
we won't find her. Hmm?

We'll find her.

6x13 - "Hide & Seek"

That B.P.D. number in Maura's
call log came from operations.

There's been a shift change
since it was placed,

so all the people who were
working have gone home.

We reached out and asked
everyone to come back in.

Mm-hmm.

- Jane.
- Huh?

Did you hear what we said?

Yeah. And if those people
aren't back here in 15 minutes,

then send uniforms to go get 'em.

You really think this is an inside job?

I hope not, but based on what we
know, that's where we gotta start.

- Jane, are you okay?
- Yeah.

- 'Cause you've been up a long time.
- S... we all have. Uh...

Okay, Lianne Sampson's murder
and Maura's abduction are

related, so anything that
we need for either case ...

uh, warrants, private security videos,

- shoe leather ...
- I'll get it.

- Okay.
- Okay.

Oh, and, uh, we need to put a
trap and trace on Maura's cell

phone and her home phone, just
in case the kidnappers call.

Already done. And we also
rerouted your air card

- so we can keep an eye on you.
- Okay.

Chief wants a task force,
but because we can't rule out

that someone from B.P.D. is involved,

he's gonna give us 24 hours
before he puts it in motion.

- We don't have 24 hours.
- This isn't a standard kidnapping.

And just because we don't get
a demand for ransom in 12 hours,

it doesn't mean they've
decided to kill her.

No, that's true.
She could already be dead.

How about we work more,
randomly theorize less?

Fair enough.

- Hi. You hear anything?
- No.

- What's this?
- Turkey sandwich, side of carrot,

baked sweet potato chips,
and a brownie.

- Homemade brownie.
- Thank you, Ma.

- Hey, Ma.
- Hey.

Everyone from the previous
dispatch shift has been contacted

and should be in the building
within a half an hour.

- Okay, good.
- Tuna fish.

- Thanks, Ma.
- Yeah.

How you doing?

All I can do is
make sandwiches, so lousy.

You know...
I worked so hard

to deal with my feelings
about your job.

I just didn't know I was
supposed to be dealing

with my feelings for her job, too.

We're gonna find her, Ma.

Tell Korsak...
that's ham and cheese.

- Still working on the footprint.
- What about the blood?

The D.N.A. tests are in process,
should be back any minute.

- But the blood's 0-positive, so...
- It's not hers.

No.

Possibly the perpetrator was
injured during the abduction.

Well, it's not random. She bit
him or punched him in the nose,

just something to leave us
a breadcrumb.

You... do know that in the
fairy tale, the breadcrumbs

lead to the witch's house,
which led the children...

Oh. Which is neither here
nor there, is it?

It's not a witch.
It's not a big, bad wolf.

It's just some jackass
that we gotta get to

- before he hurts Maura.
- Right.

Hey, uh, D.N.A. results came back.
No match in our system,

but we are we looking for
a white male,

probably of
Middle European descent.

- That's it?
- Yeah.

I know it's not very helpful.

Well, it eliminates people, and
that's better than adding them, right?

- I'll pass it along.
- All right.

Look, I've been through
this dispatch log twice.

No incoming calls at that time

would've required a referral
to the M.E.'s office.

Okay, but the call
that Dr. Isles received

- did come from your department.
- I can't explain that.

- You having problems with anybody
who works for you? - No.

Anybody leave sick last night?

Stan McQueen.

- Is he a white male?
- Yes.

McQueen's not our guy.

He's been in a wheelchair since
before you joined the force.

Some kind of a boating accident.

Detectives, everyone in operations
has been thoroughly vetted.

They wouldn't do something like this.

Okay, well, someone called
the M.E.'s office, and they

knew enough about our dispatch
process to fool Dr. Isles.

So have you seen anyone unusual?

Has anyone been nosin' around,
asking questions? Anything.

Sergeant Miller?

Last week, I got a call from
an eighth grade girl

who said she was doing a report
on the 9-1-1 system.

She asked about our process
and protocols.

What, like how calls come in?
Or when we call the M.E.'s office?

- Things like that?
- Yeah.

Okay, we need to know exactly
when you got that call

- so we can trace it. - Of course.
I'll have to check the logs downstairs.

Like now.
I'll meet you back in the squad room.

All right.

What do you got, Holiday?

Based on the time
that Sergeant Miller gave you,

I tracked the call he received
to a burner phone.

Turns out that same phone
pinged off a cell tower

near Maura's abduction site,
at the time of her abduction.

Then why did her caller I.D.
show an internal B.P.D. number?

There are apps that will let you
spoof your caller I.D.

It's illegal to use them
for criminal purposes, but as

long as you're already involved
in a criminal activity...

- Why sweat the small stuff?
- Exactly.

Is it also easy to pretend
you're a 13-year-old girl?

Or did our kidnapper get
a teenager involved?

Go ahead.

- Go ahead what?
- Young female voice: Go ahead what?

Maura's abduction was not
an inside job.

No, and our fake teenage call
to dispatch came in last week,

so the kidnapper had
time to plan things.

Probably gonna make him
much harder to find.

I know.

- Anything?
- The tarry substance that made

the smudges at the crime scene,
that was from bleeding asphalt.

Please tell me you have
something more than that,

Because there's about 35,000
miles of road in Massachusetts.

35,590, to be precise.

But who's counting?
Yeah, I did find something else.

There was a small paint chip in the tar,

the top layer of which
was lead-based.

- Lead paint was banned in 1975!
- Exactly.

Now this particular
pigment was only purchased

by municipalities between 1973 and 1977.

When government buildings
were required to either

paint over the lead paint
or remove it completely.

- Mm.
- Well, so what?

You think the abductor has got Maura

in some abandoned
government building?

Which narrows our locations
down from thousands to...

several hundred? Maybe?

- Yeah.
- I hope.

Uh, did you get anything else
from the sample?

Yeah, we're working on it.

What about you?
Did you find anything?

Um, just a list of people
that were in prison

with Lianne Sampson
and paroled in the last year.

I'm gonna go through 'em, see if
I can find any connection.

Do you think Lianne Sampson
would be imprisoned

with the kind of people
who would commit murder?

Probably not.

- Right, so that's a bit of a...
- Bit of a stretch, yeah.

Look... I hope you don't
mind if I say, but...

you look awful.

- Thanks.
- No, really, you look like...

I mean, when's the last time you slept?

I... don't know.
A-A day or two?

Maybe you should have a nap.

N.A.S.A. pilots who slept for 40 minutes
increased their alertness by 54%.

- Is that a fact?
- Yeah.

Well, you can take your fact
and shove it up your...

Don't worry, Jane.
I'll take good care of her.

- Hi.
- Hi.

I came looking for you,
and I found you asleep.

Yeah. Um...
I was looking at lists.

I was, uh,
I was looking for, um...

It's okay to take
a short nap, Janie.

You've been up for a long time.

You okay?

No. I'm not.

- What is all this?
- Purchase orders and contracts

for all the abandoned government
buildings in Massachusetts.

Turns out that the paint chip
that Kent found

was five different layers of paint.

So we have to look through
all of this stuff and...

Figure out which building
was painted in this order.

That's gonna take forever.

No, it's not. Now that we know
it's not an inside job,

we're a task force.
We have all the assets we need.

Detective Rizzoli's in charge.

- Hey.
- Good to meet you.

- Talk to him.
- Okay.

- Wait. Where you goin'?
- Gotta deliver warrants

to search the databases of all
the cell phone towers in Boston.

Oh.

All right, so we have to
figure out

which one of these buildings
was painted in this order.

- Man: All right.
- What'd you find?

I pulled the records
for all the cell phones

that pinged off the tower
near Maura's abduction,

just in case our perpetrator
was carrying his own phone.

- That was good thinking.
- I got 25 names,

one more interesting than the rest.
Joe Harris.

Psychiatrist from M.C.I.
Framingham's women's prison.

He treated Lianne.

Frankie interviewed him
during the murder investigation.

- Where is his phone now?
- Pinging off a tower near the prison.

Call the warden.
Tell her to find him,

- hold on to him till I get there.
- Already done.

And send a full background to my phone.

And... done.

Shit.

Double shit.

Hope?
Thanks for calling me back.

I, uh...
I hate to have to tell you this

over the phone,
but something's happened,

and I don't want you to hear it
on the news.

Yeah, yes. Yes, it's ...
it's Maura. She's been abducted.

We searched the prison and all
the outlying areas. He's not here.

I have someone pulling security
video to see what time he left.

I'll let you know
as soon as we find out.

How long has he been here?

Two years.
Came from Lauson prison upstate.

- What do you think of him?
- It's hard to get a good therapist here.

They ... they make so much
money in private practice.

But Harris was solid.
The women seemed to respect him.

He was compassionate,
not a pushover.

I can't imagine he'd have
anything to do with this.

We'll see. Could be
his phone being nearby

is just a coincidence.
I don't have a search warrant,

- so I can't look in there without your permission.
- Of course.

- Go ahead.
- Thank you.

Korsak, Harris is definitely
our guy. Hang on.

I need everything that
you have on him right now.

We gotta find this guy.

It's a little cold in here.

I'm gonna bring you a blanket.

Okay?

Let's get you up.

Let get you up.

Okay, now...

If it's money you want,
I can get you money.

Come on. If I wanted your money,
I'd already have it, right?

Then what is this about?
What do you want?

First in your class in medical school.

First medical examiner

to head the New England
medical organization.

Peer reviewer
for five medical journals.

You really expect me to believe

- you don't know what this is about?
- Hmm?

It's a good look for ya.

I don't know what this is about.

I know you studied
psychology in school.

Profile me. Peer to peer.
What do you think?

Dissociative personality
disorder with aberrant

functional connectivity in
the default mode network?

That's for biting me.

Okay, say "cheese."

I... love...

Isles.

I've already put in a
request with Joe Harris'

cell phone company for
his home locator records

so we can track
his recent movements.

Okay, let me know if that's
not happening fast enough.

Once I get it, I'll start
cross-referencing his movements

with the list of abandoned
government buildings

we got from the paint chip.

A lot of those are gonna be
in urban areas...

places that he'd
drive by on his normal commute.

I know, but I'm hoping
all this digging

will help us narrow it down.

Also sent his picture
to all law enforcement agencies

on the eastern seaboard,
put a B.O.L.O. out on his car.

and Korsak has assigned uniforms
to sit on his apartment,

his parents' house, and the bar
he likes on the South Side.

Have you found any evidence that
this guy and I know each other?

I suppose you could've met
at a restaurant.

Professionally,
I-I haven't found anything.

Maybe at the prison?

Is that list of prisoners
that he's seen come in yet?

They called 30 minutes ago, said
it would be ready in an hour.

- Thank you.
- For what, doing my job?

Yeah. And for...

making sure I don't let
anything slip through the cracks.

- I'm a little...
- Frayed?

Mm-hmm.

- You really should get some sleep.
- I know.

You have no idea why this guy
would go after you?

No... which I think would make
sleeping difficult,

so I'm gonna get some coffee.
You want anything?

No.

You're very photogenic,
which is unfortunate

because I need you to play
a different part right now,

- not audition for "Cats."
- "Cats" closed a long time ago.

I never paid much attention to Broadway.

I really don't wanna hit you again.

It seems unsporting,
you being tied up and all.

Then tell me what part
I'm supposed to be playing.

Oh. Here we go. Perfect.
Little fear, some pleading,

just a hint of hope that
someone might actually save you.

Jane Rizzoli got under your skin.

- No, she didn't.
- You think that picture

with a little blood on my lip
is gonna bother her.

That's the plan.

I-If you really wanted
to get a rise out of her,

why didn't you kidnap
one of her sisters?

Because stealing you from right
under her nose was more fun.

Don't worry.
It'll all be over soon.

You'll play the part
of innocent victim.

Jane Rizzoli can play
the ineffectual detective

as she watches you die.

I-I-I know I'm not always
the easiest person to be around.

It's the stress of the job.

I mean, it's just ...
it's the focus I gotta give it.

I think people understand that.
I mean, my mom, yeah.

You know, she gives me
a hard time sometimes,

but that's... it's just 'cause
she worries about me.

Worries about my brother.
Hell, I worry about my brother.

He made a choice, right...
to carry a badge?

Worry's just part of it.

You know, I just ... I never
thought that ... that...

that I was supposed to worry
about them, you know?

I never dreamed that somebody

was gonna try to hurt me
by hurting them.

You understand what
I'm saying, Eduardo?

Lo siento, detective.
No hablo Ingl?s.

- I know.
- Con permiso?

- Yeah, yeah, go ahead.
- Gracias.

- Any updates?
- Yeah, I, uh, I sent that paint chip

off to the lab at M.I.T.

They have a machine that does
raman spectroscopy.

- Still waiting on the results.
- Okay, great.

Did you need something else?

I guess I was just wondering if
there's anything I can do to help.

I'm... feeling a little bit impotent.

We've eliminated 90 buildings so far

based on the 5-layer criteria
that you gave us.

We have a lot of records
to go through still,

- trying to narrow the list.
- I-I can help with that.

This is a public works
building in Newton.

Jane, do you have a copy
of Kent's paint analysis

for him to use as reference?

No need.
I have a photographic memory.

You know, this reminds me
of a class I did in Edinburgh.

- It was all about archaeology ...
- We work in silence.

Yeah, okey-doke.
We work in silence.

That's not silence.

We've been digging
into Joe Harris' cell phone.

Maybe he doesn't carry it all the time,

but if he has been, it doesn't
seem like he's gone any further

out of Boston than the prison
over the last two weeks.

That doesn't fit with how
meticulously planned this all is.

But the phone has circled the area...

of a former mental hospital ...
the Arkush Asylum.

Korsak: We didn't have records
for that building.

Frankie: Yeah, Harris doesn't
live in the area.

No one from his list
of contacts does either.

And he hasn't made a single credit
card purchase anywhere near there.

- He has no reason to be there?
- Not any that we can find.

Scramble a tactical team.
Radio silence.

I don't want him to hurt Maura
if he hears us coming.

- You stay.
- Nina: Got it.

I don't know.
I ... Yes.

I-I-I probably had
my phone on me. I...

No. No, I-I definitely left it
in my desk

when I came back from the prison.

Are you sure they know
I'm involved?

No. I would never tell them
about you.

Yes.
That's a good idea.

The tunnel.
Yes.

And ... And I-I need you
to know that I'm sorry.

Okay? I'm ... I'm ...
I'm really, really sorry.

But I will fix it. There's ...
They will never find us.

Yes, I'll ... I'll destroy it
immediately, I promise.

I know. You, too.

Well, you're wrong about your friend.

Apparently, she cares
a great deal that I have you.

You can end this.

Just leave me here
and make a run for it.

I don't like to leave things
unfinished.

You're a therapist.

Oh, did I give that away with
"aberrant functional connectivity"?

How many times have you told
your patients that just because

they make one mistake doesn't
mean they have to make two?

Hundreds of times, darling.

But I talk to prisoners.
They rarely listen.

- And when they do?
- Small victories.

So this can be another small victory.

Whoever that was on the phone

is not gonna take responsibility
for this. You are.

Yes, you're very persuasive, Dr. Isles.

I'm sure that works for you
a lot of the time.

- No...
- Now relax, Doc.

Shh.

Jane: Clear.

This is the last room on this floor.
I'm headed down a level.

Whoa, whoa, whoa.
What is that?

You smell that?

What is it?

That's that ... that's that
perfume that Maura wears.

- Eau de... Something.
- She was here.

Yeah.

Until reinforcements get
here, let's stick to the major

thoroughfares except for this
2-lane road that leads out of here.

And we haven't found his car yet.
Remind the guys

- to keep their eyes open for you.
- Will do.

We searched the whole building.
There's no sign of them.

- The hell made him leave?
- I don't know.

And I can't figure out
his endgame either.

You think he would've made contact,
leave us some kind of message.

Well, clearly he's got
some kind of plan.

He's just not ready
to put into motion yet.

Korsak, is it possible
that he knew we were coming,

and that's why he moved her?

So still an inside job,
just not the way we thought?

Maybe, yeah.
Maybe somebody at the prison.

That seems more likely.

Looks like he had her chained
near the radiator,

- and then moved her to the chair.
- Yeah.

Korsak.

T... U... N... N...
Tunnel.

I'll try to catch ward. I'll
have dispatch put roadblocks up

in front of the tunnels.

They found his car
in an indoor parking lot

about 3 miles from the Asylum.

Yeah, he must've parked it
and walked back

so we wouldn't see it here.

They're sending video
from the parking lot.

I'll go through all the cars
exiting, see if I can find him.

- Thanks, Mrs. Rizzoli.
- Mm.

- Hey, Ma.
- Hi, Jane. How are you?

Hey, I couldn't find anyone
to talk to.

- Jane: About what?
- Oh, hi.

About what?!

Eh, the test results that
came back from M.I.T.

The paint was never exposed
to any form of sunlight.

The oxidation of the layers
were such

that it was most likely kept
in a cold environment.

Well, that would make sense.

Maura was trying to tell us
about a tunnel.

But not a tunnel that was
exposed to temperature variations.

Our paint chip had never been
exposed to high temperatures.

Which means car tunnels are out.

Those are like ovens in the summer.

Yeah, we searched the entire Asylum.
There aren't any tunnels here.

That's because according
to the blueprints,

Arkush doesn't have tunnels.

Sure, it does.
I remember when Jane was little,

there was some kind
of accident, a cave-in,

and a couple of the patients died.

All right, we'll search again.
Holiday,

send me something helpful, all right?

These are the only blueprints I have.

- I-I don't have any other information.
- Don't let that stop you.

- What can I do?
- Call the public library.

Uh, get a librarian to help
with newspaper archives.

I'm gonna figure out the
date of this tunnel collapse.

Okay, so all the entrances are sealed.

But according to this picture,

there's an entrance somewhere
near two utility pipes.

All right.

Korsak: Hey, I got it this way.

Do it.

I got it.

So he used the shelving
to hide the entrance.

This way.

- Ready?
- Yeah.

- Ready?
- Yeah.

All right.

Okay.

According to Nina, there are
two sets of tunnels, yeah...

each leading to exits
in other buildings.

The southernmost tunnel
is the one that collapsed.

Why don't you guys go together?
I'll take the southern tunnel.

- Wait, Frankie...
- Janie, I got it.

- Be careful, detective.
- You, too.

Fresh.

Maura!

- Oh, God. Jane.
- Are you all right?

The blood, it isn't mine.

Do you know where he is?

No. No, I-I just ... I r-ran.

I was hiding. I couldn't...

couldn't figure out
how to get out of here.

You go.
I'll take her out of here.

Jane, be careful.
He's not working alone.

- Okay.
- Can you walk?

- Yeah.
- You're okay. You're okay.

Frankie!

- Are you all right?
- No, I'm ... I'm fine.

I fired off a shot.

He shot back and hit the wall,
and this stuff fell on me.

And I...
knocked my head a bit.

Yeah, he went off to the right.

I think I heard him go up
some stairs.

- Okay.
- I-I-I'm fine. Go!

Go.

West annex roof, fire escape!

Drop it!

Call E.M.T.s now!

Don't you move!

Who are you working for, Harris?

Who are you working for?!

You don't even know me.

Why me?

Why me?

W...

Why not?

Hang on.

Jane.
Are you all right?

How is she?

Surface abrasions.
Single facial hematoma.

- Okay.
- What she said,

but we're taking her to General
for a full work-up.

Okay.

Did he hurt you?

He just wanted to scare me.

Well, he ...
well, he's dead, okay?

You don't have to worry
about him anymore.

I heard him on the phone.
He wasn't working alone.

- This isn't over.
- It's over for now.

- What did he want?
- Doesn't matter, okay?

He's dead, and you're safe.
Okay?

All right, um, I'll ... I'll come
straight to the hospital

- as soon as I wrap up here.
- Okay.

Be careful.

We need uniforms on ...
outside of her room 24/7.

It's already taken care of.

- Did Harris say anything?
- No.

So we don't know much more
than we knew yesterday?

No.
Just that somebody out there

is really pissed off at me.

I wish that narrowed it down
a little more than it does.

I'm sorry. I'm an asshole.

- Hey, you wanna drive so you can feel in charge?
- No!

- Really?!
- You're okay. You're okay.