Taken (2017–2018): Season 1, Episode 4 - Mattie G. - full transcript

Riley's insistence to uncover the truth behind a fatal drug given to war vets results in her asset's child being taken. Bryan defies orders to rescue the girl and uncover the truth. When a ...

[phone ringing]

[tense music]

*

- [breathing]

- Dan?

- You hear anything?

- Nothing.

- That doesn't mean
they're not on to me.

- Anyone at Ingersol
do or say anything

to make you think
they're suspicious?

- No.
- That's good, right?



- That's actually what
worries me the most.

- I understand how hard
this is for you, Dan.

And we both know no matter
how many procedures

we've put in place,

there's always gonna
be some risk.

*

Dan?

*

At the end of the day,
this has to be your call.

I can't force you.

- Right.

- We're up on all
Ingersol's phones, servers,

emails, you name it, and
you know I would be

the first to tell you if we
picked up any red flags.



- [laughs]

I just want this
to be over, Riley.

- Me too.

And for no more of our soldiers
to die from this drug.

Ingersol Pharmaceuticals
has to be stopped, Dan.

Dan?

*

- Do you know the Red Box Trail
in Shenandoah State Park?

- I can find it.

- Meet me there at 8:30 a.m.

- Proud of you, Dan.

- Yeah.

- Well done.
- Finally...

a year later.

- Have you met at
this place before?

- Always a different location.

- Could we pick him
up without you?

- What? How?

- No, she has to be there.
- She's not a field operative.

- If I'm not there,
alone, by the way,

Dan's a no-show, guaranteed.

- This meeting place
is not ideal...

- Dan has procedures
for everything,

and he will only
meet on his terms.

This data he smuggled
out of Ingersol...

He insisted on hiding it for a
three-day incubation period

while we monitored to
see if they realized

anything was missing.

- What do you think?

- I think if he's for real...

- Oh, he's for real, all right.

*

- Then I know four soldiers
this drug has killed.

- Dan.
- You alone?

- Of course.

- I have to ask you something.

- Sure.

- That story that you told
me about your mother...

was that really... - True? Yes.

Do you honestly think that
I would make that up?

- Is that why they chose you?

To recruit me?

That is the word that you
people use, isn't it?

Recruit? - Yes.

It's why they chose me.

[solemn music]

*

- It's right over there.
It's under the deadfall.

It's a couple of
inches under the dirt.

*

- You owe me a manicure.

[trigger clicks]

- Oh, no.

What did I tell you? I told you.

- It's okay.
- Oh, God.

Just give them the laptop.
- It's okay.

Dan, it's okay.
- Give them the laptop, please.

- It's okay!
- Give them the laptop, please!

[gunshots]

- Now! Go!

[gunshots]

- That was a warning!

- Prepare to move.

- They're outta here.

- Let 'em go. Stay
with the package.

- Roger. Moving now.

- [panting]

Are you okay?

- I'm dead.
- We're in the culvert.

- I'm dead.

- Are you all right?
- Yeah.

- You said that
they didn't know!

- Dan...
- You said that!

- Dan...
- You said they couldn't...

- She said there
was always a risk.

I know that, because
I was there.

And you're safe now. We got you.

[line buzzing]

[suspenseful music]

*

- [gasps, sobs]

- What is it?

- It's my daughter.

They have my...

My daughter... My Mattie.

[sobbing] My baby.

- No way...

Not until I get
my daughter back.

Even then, I...

The only way I'm gonna
get my daughter back

is if I return that
laptop untouched.

Where is it, by the way?

They better not be
trying to hack into it.

- They're not.
- Because they can't?

- Because we are not
going to do anything

to further jeopardize Mattie.

- Password's
encrypted, you know.

You enter it wrong once,

the entire hard
drive self-deletes.

- And Ingersol keeps
pushing Sangravan.

- Don't do that.

Don't try to make
me feel guilty.

- All I'm doing is telling you...
Promising you

that right now, your
daughter comes first.

- You think I forgot
about those soldiers

who died from Sangravan?

- Who've died and
are going to die.

- You just did it again.

Who else have you told?
- About Sangravan?

- About my daughter.

- No one.

- How 'bout the FBI?

- We're gonna and wait and see
what the demands are first.

- But you know what the
demands are gonna be.

- Right.
- So you're willing to do that?

You're willing to
return the laptop?

- Of course.

- Well, what about
national security?

- Excuse me?

- Well, all I've heard from
Riley over the last year

is national security,
national security.

What Ingersol's doing with
Sangravan is a threat

to national security.
- Hold that thought. Come in.

- She manipulated me, you know,

with that story
about her mother.

- If caring is manipulating...

- And who put her up to that?
Was that you?

- I'm her boss, if
that's what you mean.

Yeah? - You got a minute?

- What's the news?

What about security
camera footage?

I have a security camera.
- They're working on it.

- Excuse me for a minute.

- Just get my daughter back.

- We got into the
security camera.

- And?
- Not good.

- [sighs] Stay with
him for a minute.

Stay with him.

- You're not
vegetarian, are you?

- I'm not hungry.

- Can I say something?
- If it's more of the same...

To try to get me to give
you the access code...

- So far, that drug has
killed three of my friends.

- What did I just tell you?
- Just...

listen for a second.

Two green berets...

and the best helicopter
pilot I ever saw.

So yes, you better believe
we're gonna do all we can

to get your daughter back

and shut down Ingersol
Pharmaceuticals.

Eat.

- Uh, those go upstairs.
- All right.

- Uh, excuse me.

- Oh, hey.

- Hi, sorry. Wow, oh.

Oh, moving in? - Yeah, yeah.

Uh, Elena. - Asha. That's me.

- Oh, I hope we didn't...
We didn't wake you.

- No, no, I'm an
early bird anyway.

- Now that's what
I'm talking about.

[laughs] - Good to
meet you, Elena.

- And you, Asha.
- Bring it up here.

- [screaming]

- Where's her mother?
- He's a single dad.

- There a babysitter?
- They took her out first.

- Is she dead?
- Sedated.

Guessing Ingersol told
them no body count

until, you know... - It counts.

- Whole thing from start
to finish took 49 seconds.

Neighbors never saw
or heard a thing.

- I'm so sorry, Dan.

- Just get her out
of here, please.

- I'm not leaving. Sorry.

- [sobbing]

- Dan, we need to get you ready
for the ransom call, okay?

- Right a bit. Right a...

Oh, perfect, perfect.

- Here?
- Oh, careful.

Don't think you wanna
pull that muscle, heh?

[all laugh]

- [screams]

[dramatic music]

[knocking on door] - Asha?

- Oh, my God.

- Asha, what's going on?
I heard something.

Asha, open the door.
- There was a man in my house.

- Oh, my God.
- He went... no, no, no,

It's not safe. He
went out the back.

- Are you okay?
- Uh, yeah.

- What'd he look like?
- It happened so fast.

- 911, what is your emergency?

- Yeah, hey, there's
been a break-in.

[phone ringing]

[edgy music]

*

- Hello?
- [distorted] This is very

simple... The computer
for the girl.

- Let me talk to
my daughter first.

- Dad?

Dad, are you there?

Dad? - Mattie...

darling, I am so sorry.
- Here's what's gonna happen.

Ready? - Yeah. What?

I'll do anything. Anything.
Please.

[dramatic musical sting]

[suspenseful music]

*

- You should put
it in your pocket.

- They said it... It
has to be just me.

No one else.

- Keep a hand on the
phone at all times,

in case you don't hear it ring.
It's set to vibrate as well.

- They said if they see anyone
else in there, she dies.

- No one's gonna die.

- You think you can
just say that,

and that makes it so?

[loud clanking]

- Sorry.

My bad.

Check, check.

- Check.
- Check.

- And check.

I'm into their security cameras.

- Oof. When was
your last flu shot?

- Echinacea, baby, all the way.

- Hey, Dan...

look at me.

We all want the same
result here, okay?

- They said alone.

- And that's all
they're gonna see.

- 12 minutes to go.

*

- Anything missing?

- I don't... I... I thought it
better not to touch anything.

- So you guys just going
through the motions

or are you actually
gonna do something?

- Ma'am...
- She's just trying to help.

- Ma'am?

- Miss, this guy covers
tracks pretty well.

He knew what he was doing.

- Do you have anywhere you can
go for the next couple days?

- Yeah, she can crash with me.

- No, no, you just moved in.
- No, no problem.

- Friends, family member,
somebody you can trust?

- Why? What's going on?
What are you not saying?

- This guy was in your
underwear drawer, miss.

- And it's not the first case
of stalking that we've seen

in the neighborhood
in the last year.

- Well, that's great.

- Of a young, successful,
attractive woman.

- Are you hitting on her now?

- We'll have some mobile
units watch the building

for the next couple days.
In the meantime,

if there's anyone
you can call...

- A stalker?

[police radio chatter]

- Tell me this is gonna work.

[suspenseful music]

- It's time.

*

[bell dinging]

[indistinct chatter, laughter]

*

- We should be all over
Ingersol Pharmaceutical

by now as well. - We will be.

- When?
- Once this part is over.

- And if this part...
- Don't.

- I know that little girl.

I made her my friend...

Helped her with her ballet,
went to her recitals.

- You remember what I told you
about overinvesting emotionally?

*

Okay?

- He's moving to the
bench by the carousel,

like they instructed.

*

- Mattie?
- Oh, hey.

[tense music]

*

[playful screaming]

*

All: * Happy birthday to you.

- One level up. Cue ball.

*

- Roger.

Alpha, acknowledge.

- Roger. Seen.

*

- We all got dog lady?
- Got her.

- It's a cute ass dog. Not fair.

[indistinct chatter]

*

- They're coming in like ants.

- Roger that.

- Eight tourists and counting,
from all directions.

Beginning to feel a lot like
a killing zone in there.

*

[phone buzzing]

- Have you seen Mattie?
Where is she?

- Try to relax.

Act like you're talking to
your wife or something.

- My wife dumped us
eight years ago.

Have you seen Mattie?

- You need to move
to your right,

towards the airplanes...
Fast as you can.

- Why?
- Just do it now, please.

Thank you.

- Oh, excuse me.

Hey, pooch. Do you mind?

- [gasps]

- Lose the earwig.

[screaming]

*

- Mattie.
- Where?

- She's over there. She's
heading into the arcade.

- Don't move.
- I see her.

- Stay where you are.
- 12 tourists now.

This is about to go south.

This is not an exchange.
It's an ambush.

- Roll it up.
- What?

- Get him out. No noise.

There's too many kids.
Do it now.

- Roger.

*

- Heads up. On your toes.

- Later, dog lady.
Never forget a face.

*

[train bell dinging]

*

- What are you doing?
- Gotta go.

- No, no, no, no, no, no. No!

- You want your
daughter to live?

You wanna live?
- She's in there right now.

- Don't fight me.
- She's in there right now!

*

- [distressed breathing]

- No! [gasping]

What are you doing?

*

- No... you can't do this!

You can't do this!

It's not supposed
to happen this way!

It's not suppo...

It's not supposed
to happen this way!

[tires screech]

What are you gonna do
about my daughter?

They're gonna kill her!

It's not supposed
to happen this way!

- Wait, where's Bryan?
- We gotta go back!

You got... they're gonna
kill her, you bastards!

- Stand by.
- [whimpering]

*

- [grunts]
- [whimpering]

[gunshot] [screams]

- Mattie, it's all right.
Let's go.

Hey, no! Run to me!

[tires screech]

*

- [groaning]

- Hey.
- [gasps]

- Where are they taking her?
- He... he'll kill you for this.

- Who? [phone ringing]

Him?

Tom?

- [groaning]

[ringing]

- Hey, it's me. Where you at?

Chuck, you there?

Chuck? You there?

Chuck?

[beep]

- Zero, this is Bravo.

Got a cleanup
situation back here.

Moving out now... Loading dock.

[device beeping]

- Okay...

Charles Solitzki... Hang on...

Ex-cop... Milwaukee PD... And
brother of Tom Solitzki.

Know who that is?
- Chief of Security

at Ingersol Pharmaceuticals.

- [sobbing] If she's
dead, it's on you.

- So you just wanna give up?

- He's just thinking out loud.
I'd do the same.

- What happened in that place?
- I need the code...

The access code to the laptop.

- Your people screwed up.
- I screwed up... just me.

- And now she is dead.
- Dan, you cannot...

- Yeah, I can blame
anybody I like.

So now Mattie's dead. She's
not an issue anymore.

And now you people
are just gonna go on

business as usual,
is that right?

- Wrong.
- No, right.

100% right... if she's dead.

It doesn't make any sense
for them to kill her yet.

I'm sorry to put it so bluntly,

because what Ingersol
is paying them to do

is get back the medical
test reports on Sangravan.

Mattie alive is their leverage.

This is a multi-billion
dollar corporation

with everything to lose.

She is their only
hope for survival.

Make the call.

[phone beeps]

[tense music]

*

- Where the hell are you at?

- Mr. Solitzki.

- Who's this?

- I'm afraid your
brother's dead,

so I grabbed his phone.

I also have the laptop...

and the code.

*

- What do you want?

- Is Mattie there?

- Mr. Solitzki, this is her
father, Dan... Dan Glynn.

Is Mattie alive?

*

- [strained whimpering]

- Put the other guy back on.

*

- I'm here.
- You killed my brother?

*

- Yes.

- Dad! Dad, I'm all...
[muffled shout]

Dad...

- What just happened here?
What happened here?

What just happened? Mattie!

Mattie!

Mattie!

- The one who killed
my brother...

You're gonna bring me the
laptop at first light.

You, and only you.

*

- Where?
- There... right there...

The underpass between
junction 9 and 10 on 395.

[keyboard keys clacking]

- How long to first light?

- You got just about nine hours.

- Thanks for letting me
stay at your place, Bryan.

- I'd have been pretty
mad if you hadn't.

- Hi-tech, huh? [laughs]

- You'd be surprised.

Last thing they expect.
Gives you more time.

- To what?

- Get away... whatever.

- Have you been
broken into before?

- No.
- Oh.

- Um... knock on wood.

[both laugh]

You should take the bedroom.

- Uh, I'm... I'm
good with the couch.

- Guard dog sleeps by the door.

- Under no circumstances
do you push this

any further than exchanging
the laptop for Mattie.

Clear?

[dark, suspenseful music]

*

- Laptop, please.

Step back.

Further.

- Where's the girl?

You'll need the access code.

- Which is?
- Not until I have the girl.

- [sighs] Let's go.

Both hands to the bar.

[phone beeping]

*

- How far are we going?
- Cuff your wrists to the bar.

[gunshot] [car honks]

[dramatic percussive music]

*

- [grunts]

*

[grunts]

*

Oh, okay...

not too far.

[engine turns, revs]

[dramatic percussive music]

*

[phone beeping]

[phone ringing]

*

- On site?
- Yeah.

- ETA.

[tense music]

- All good. Yeah, we got it.

- You got the code?

- No.
- Why not?

- He says not until
he gets the girl.

- Bring him up.

- Okay.

He says to bring you up.
- How many men?

- I don't recall.

[exhales]

Four...

Four men.

[lighter clicks]

- Try not to shake
the car too much.

You got about three minutes
before the cigarette

burns down enough to
fall into the tank.

[exciting music]

*

[phone ringing]

- [grunting]

[mutters indistinctly]

[ringing]

[cigarette sizzles]

- Now he's not answering.

- [strained breathing]

- Something's wrong. Wait here.

- [muffled whimpers]

*

[hose pump hisses]

[explosive sparkling]

[both yell, groan]

- [grunting]

- He's here. Take the gag off.

- [gasping]

- Let's go.
- Who's here? My dad?

Dad?

Dad, I'm up here! I'm okay!

I'm up here, Dad!

*

Dad! Please!

Please, somebody help me!

Dad! Dad, help!

[music intensifies]

*

- [grunts]

- Dad!

Dad, I'm up here!

[tense music]

[panting]

*

Dad!

Dad!

- [grunts]

- Help! Dad, help!

[screams] Dad!

Someone help me!

[dramatic percussive music]

*

[grunts]

*

[gasps]

*

[clicking]

[cigarette sizzles]

- [grunting]

[tense music]

*

- No, please... don't run
away from me this time.

- Are you a friend of...
- Your dad's? Yes.

You a gymnast? - Ballet.

Where's my dad?

- So you have her now.

Where's what I need?

- [whispers] Stay close to me.

Downstairs. - Where?

- Behind some
construction equipment.

- Narrow it down for me.

- I think I saw
some welding gear.

- [grunts]

*

[flames whoosh]

[boom] - Ah!

- [yelps]

- [yells]

[dramatic percussive music]

*

- You ready?
- Not really.

[whimpers]

- You stay down.

*

[gun cocks] - Listen up...

I need that laptop
and access code.

[tense music]

- Don't move. [lighter clicks]

- [screaming]

[dramatic percussive music]

*

[screaming continues]

[solemn music]

*

- Mattie!
- Dad?

*

[sobs] - Oh, baby.

[sobbing] Oh, baby.

- I'm so sorry, Dad.

I'm so sorry.

- I'm sorry, baby.

I'm so sorry. I'm so sorry.

I'm so sorry.

- What for?

- I love you so much.

- He says you're brave, Dad.

- Who?
- Him.

Bryan.

- 15% of all patients,
all of them military...

Some in-country, some stateside,

some still serving,
some veterans...

All suffered massive stroke as
a direct result of Sangravan.

- Which was sold to the
Defense Department

as a blood clotting agent
to stop the bleeding.

- Ingersol hid the side effects.

And I quote... "In some,
but not all cases,

"SHV-9876 Sangravan

"is known to accelerate
pulmonary embolism,

and/or CVA... Cerebrovascular
accident"...

Which, in plain English,
means stroke...

"and death."

Some of the cases were
more or less immediate,

and for others, the side
effects accumulated over time.

It's all here.

- Defense Department
reports on Sangravan

mention none of this.

- Then that's an internal
issue in Defense

that needs to be resolved.

Wouldn't you agree,
Madam Secretary?

- I would.
- In the meantime,

we now have the
head of the snake.

- We are now outside the
corporate headquarters

of Ingersol Pharmaceuticals,
where federal agents have made

multiple arrests of
senior management.

- Would you give us an answer?
Comment about Sangravan.

[overlapping questions]

[poignant music]

*

- Screen door needs
some oil, Daddy.

*

- She would be...

so proud of you, honey.

*

Trying to get me drunk, are ya?

- Slainte.

[glasses clink]

*

[soft music plays]

[clattering, thudding]

- Who is it?
- Me...

Bryan.

- Wow, it actually works.

- Told you.

- Hey, nice suit.

- Thanks.

- I made dinner...

to say thank you.

- You didn't have to do that.

- How I was raised. Sorry.

[laughs]

*

- Shepherd's pie?

- Hope I got it right.

- How did you, uh...

How... how did you know?
- Your mother.

- Oh...

Huh.

- That a problem?

- What else do you
two talk about?

- Nothing. This and that.

Cali.

*

Mind if I... I get out
of this thing first?

*

- Are you mad at me?
- No.

- You seem upset.

- I'm just... [sighs]

[sighs] It's been a
long couple of days.

- I wanted to do
something nice for you.

- Which... [sighs]

It's not necessary.

- What are you afraid of?

- Afraid?
- Bryan...

I bought dinner, I spent
half the day cooking it,

I got dressed up,
and I lit candles.

Do I really have to
spell it out for you?

*

And now you're mad.

- No.

- What then?

- Nervous.

- Me too.

*

[sighs] This nervous?

[both laugh]

- Close.

*

- Elena, ahora qué?

[ominous music]

*

I could finish him off...
Right here, right now.

- No.

First, we use him to find Mejia.

*