The Killing (2011–2014): Season 1, Episode 1 - Pilot - full transcript
On what is supposed to be her last day at work, detective Sarah Linden is called to the scene of a violent crime after a blood-covered woman's sweater is found in a park. There is no body ...
No!
Yeah. Linden here.
Back behind the tape.
Yeah, you heard me.
Sarah. Sorry about this.
Lieutenant said you were on call, so-
Where's the body?
Conveyor shed.
Homeless guy found her
a couple hours ago.
Jane Doe. No I.D., wallet.
Coroner's en route.
You're the first one here.
Gotta go up the stairs.
Follow the ramp.
You'll find her.
You want me to walk you through?
No, I'm good, thanks.
You're outta here, what, Friday?
Nope. Today.
- Hey, hey!
For she's a jolly good fellow
Which nobody can deny
Yeah!
All right!
Give her- Give her a glass.
Rick, are you still here?
Rick?
Rick?
Boo.
I so had you.
Uh-uh. Charlie Brown with the football.
I think Lucy needs a spanking.
No! No!
I'm not even gonna ask.
Where's Jack?
Dropped him off at school.
Is he mad?
He's 13.
It's his job to hate us.
He'll come around.
Or I'll make him.
What does Candy Cane
feel about Sonoma?
Pop that damn thing
before Jack sees it.
Okay.
What time are the movers coming?
In an hour.
Regi called. Said she wanted to take Jack
for a spin on the boat before you leave.
Maybe she can give me away
at the wedding.
What'll your parents think about that?
Who cares?
What about you?
You ready to do this?
Do what?
Sell the condo. Quit your job.
Move your kid away
from his cool friends.
Marry me.
You know I'm not one for words.
It's a good thing.
I only need two of 'em.
Mmm. That's me.
Why can't you fly down
with us tonight?
Candy Cane wants to play.
Yeah? Okay.
Tickets on top of the fridge.
Flight's at 9:30.
- I do.
- What?
Want to marry you.
Tickets on the fridge.
Flight's at 9:30.
No, I'll have a few hours
before the airport.
It would be great
to take Jack on the water.
Bad door.
Wh-What are you doin' here?
Uh, who- Can I help you?
- Yeah. This is my office.
- Who are you?
I'm Holder from County.
Oh, you Linden?
Sar, you there?
Yeah. I gotta go.
I'll see you tonight, Regi.
Yeah, I'm Linden.
- I thought you'd be outta here by now. If you need more time, I can wait outside.
- It's okay.
No, no. Come on in.
I'm almost done.
Damn it.
Okay, I got it.
Oh, that guy.
There you are.
So I hear you're moving to L.A.
San Francisco area.
Um, Oakland?
Sonoma.
Sonoma. That's nice.
Yep.
Nice weather. Ocean. Beaches.
Hate that shit.
You must love this place then.
Ouch.
Crackhead thought
she was Picasso?
Crackhead's
six-year-old son drew it.
- He get iced too?
- No.
So what happened to the kid?
You don't waste time moving in, do you?
No. County cut me loose early, so-
Well, you got
a tough act to follow.
You wrapped up here, Sarah?
Yep. All done.
Good. Got a call down
at Discovery Park. Check it out.
On my last day? My flight's tonight.
You're still on the city's dime.
You can hand it off end of shift, 6:00.
Go on, do your job.
Take him.
Show him how to work a scene.
I know how to work a scene.
Grab a box.
We'll take my car.
All right.
Over there.
They tapped me
out of the academy first year.
Boom. Straight to Undercover.
So I was working Vice, Narco.
I don't know, I guess Narco
kind of stuck to me, so-
You? U.C.?
I never would have guessed.
Whatever.
It's mostly like
street-level buys and busts.
You know, Joaquin shooting Rahim.
Blah, blah, blah.
You think Homicide's
gonna be any different?
Well, at least you got a bad guy.
Yeah? Who's that?
Is that why you're runnin' away, Linden?
'Cause you don't know no more?
Detective Linden.
Where's the body?
Still looking.
Schoolkids on a field trip
this morning found this.
This park's like tweaker central at nights.
Ho bags bringing their tricks down.
- Could be some base head.
- Owner's not an addict.
At least not the kind
who hangs around here.
It's a wool sweater.
Looks recently cleaned.
- Brought it to the coin wash. So what?
- You dry-clean wool.
Do you know any tweakers who drop
their wardrobe off at the cleaner's?
Anything else?
This.
A.T.M. card.
"Stanley Larsen."
Guy loses his wallet
while he's getting his knob polished.
Anyway, um, keep looking.
Search the field.
You find anything else,
mark it, don't move it.
And call in Sex Crimes.
This is theirs for now.
Yo, we got here first.
Yeah, and we don't got a body.
Not yet.
You want to follow it up, go for it.
You're my ride, Linden.
So I'll drop you off at the station.
I need to finish packing up.
I thought you were done.
Flight's not till 9:00, right?
I won't let you miss it.
Promise.
Let's have a talk
with this Stanley Larsen.
What's that stink?
We're here for the pickup.
I'm Stan Larsen.
Yes. Come.
Place gives me the creeps.
Hey, Belko. He can hear you, Belko.
Osama don't give a shit.
Do you, Osama?
What'd I tell you?
See? Take. Take.
Great.
Thanks for your help.
My name Feza, not Osama.
I'll bring your paperwork
by tomorrow.
Shut up, Stan.
Hey, babe.
Stan, you need to get home right now.
Okay. You know what?
That's gonna stay broken, no matter how many
times you wave that roll of tape at it.
We can't afford a new one.
I'll get Belko to fix it.
You know what? I am in no mood
for that "Belko will fix it" bullshit.
Oh, there we go. Good as new.
Don't even look at that "on" button,
Stanley Larsen.
I've still got the touch, ukochana.
Oh, yeah? Oh, yeah?
No! No!
Huh? Huh?
You're all wet!
Get off of me!
Oh, no! Oh, no!
No! No!
No. No.
You are in such trouble!
No.
You are useless.
You are useless.
Get off of me.
Ah! No. Shut up!
Come here.
I gotta go.
Okay.
Bye.
Come here, come here, come here.
I want to talk to you about something.
Yeah?
You got to promise me
you won't blow.
I mean it.
Tell me, baby.
Rosie said she'd apply for colleges.
She just wants to go out of state.
Baby, that is a good thing, come on,
that she finally wants to go.
Well, if it's what she wants.
Of course it is, Stan.
I'm not getting into this with you again.
Mitch, out of state.
Isn't she kind of young?
She's almost 18. You've gotta
let her grow up sometime, Papa.
I'll think about it.
Okay.
Stan, gotta move.
Okay, one more time.
Right here on the stairs.
Stop being such a devil.
You ready?
Yeah, let's do it.
Jamie.
Well, I'm just on my way.
Hey, Darren. Good morning.
Hey, how are you?
Councilman Richmond.
Times poll just came in.
Adams closed our three-point lead.
Good morning
to you too, James.
Election's in 26 days.
We don't have time to be jerking off here.
Wow. Not an image
I want in my head.
Where were you?
I, uh, slept in.
You never sleep in.
I did this morning. I lost my watch.
Which you took?
No. It's mine.
It looks like yours, but it's mine.
What time do we leave
for the school, Jamie?
Ten till.
I'll gather the troops.
He's more nervous than I am.
And you're surprised by this?
What have we here?
Looks vaguely like a man's timepiece.
Wherever did you find it?
On my kitchen table.
What was it doing there?
With the recent mall shootings, the press is
gonna hammer Mayor Adams on the gang issue.
- Give 'em ammo.
- He killed my midnight hoops tourneys...
and after-school programs
four years in a row.
That's easy.
"Now we have kids stealing and dealing we
could have turned around." You write that?
Jamie did.
That's not bad.
Mall shooters?
Recent gang inductees. Somalis.
Adams was a fool
to ignore them last election.
He'll pay for it this time around.
Sixty thou and growing. Registration
in Rainier Valley's through the roof.
You get them to vote, we got a shot.
Forum today
could be our turning point.
I had an interesting chat
with Councilwoman Yitanes this morning.
- Ruth is talking to you?
- Not only that, she's endorsing me.
What?
We go public tomorrow.
Until then, we keep it under wraps.
The only way
we get the unions is with her vote.
- Add that to the Somalis-
- The election's ours.
Hey. Seattle P.D.
We're lookin' for a Stanley Larsen.
He's not here.
You his wife?
- Yeah.
- Do you know where we can find him?
Uh, he's on a job. I don't know where.
What about last night?
Why are you asking about Stan?
Does your husband usually go out at night,
Mrs. Larsen, and not tell you where?
No. Stan's always home
with me and the kids.
Last night too?
Yeah.
We got home late from a camping trip,
so he was here.
Have him call us
when he gets in.
Are you sure
he stayed in last night?
Yep, I'm sure.
How?
How do you think?
We just wait for this prick to call?
In situations like this,
I like to ask myself, "What would Jesus do?"
Don't know. I'll ask him.
Mrs. Larsen,
do you have a daughter?
Yeah. Why?
Did she go
on that camping trip too?
No. She stayed here for the weekend.
She stayed at a friend's house.
When did you talk to her last?
Um, Friday,
right before we left town.
Why?
Did you see Rosie and Cameron?
All right. Settle down, guys.
We don't have a lot of time today.
You guys got your questions
ready for the candidates?
Yeah? Did anyone do their reading?
Anyone? Anyone?
- Sterling?
- What?
Your question
or your cell phone- your call.
I'm looking for Rosie Larsen.
Um, yeah, totally.
Rosie spent the weekend at my house.
Did she come
to school with you?
Like, I have a zero period,
and I left early,
so maybe she slept in.
I don't know.
Sterling, are you okay?
Oh, sorry. It happens all the time.
Here.
Uh, thank you.
Look, the candidates will be here
in less than half an hour.
Can you make sure
the seniors are seated by then?
Yeah, no problem,
Ms. Meyers.
Nice try.
What?
I told you.
How about telling me the truth?
Rosie had dinner
with me and the boys...
and then she went to
that Halloween dance at her school...
at, I don't know, around 6:00.
6:00? That's the last time
you saw your daughter?
- Yeah.
- You recall what she was wearing?
You know, tight jeans and a sweater.
She said only freshmen wore costumes.
What color sweater?
I don't know. Pink.
Why are you asking
about her sweater, her clothes?
Your daughter have a history
of running away, Mrs. Larsen?
Rosie?
No, never. That's crazy.
- You have words with her, a fight?
- No.
You weren't worried when you
didn't hear from her all weekend?
I told you,
our phone was out of range.
Christ, she's 17.
It's not like we left some little kid behind.
Hello.
Yeah.
I-I don't understand.
No, no, I heard you
the first time. I'm-I'm-
Yes.
Linden.
That was Rosie's school.
She wasn't with Sterling this weekend.
Last anybody saw her was on Friday,
at the dance.
The press are falling all over themselves.
Those kids can't stay awake.
Adams knew I would come after him on the
gang thing, and he covered his bases.
Expect a countermove.
It doesn't take the shine off you.
So why tell me?
Because he's trying to shake you.
And obviously it's working.
What's really wrong?
Move in with me.
Avoiding my question.
And you're avoiding mine.
You can break hearts
after you get the single-female vote.
You are cold-blooded.
I know.
That's my job- taking care of you.
So take care of me. Move in.
Darren, I know
where you were this morning.
I wish you'd talk to me about her.
Councilman. The police are here.
You should be aware that the school
is a potential abduction site.
We'll do our best to be discreet
with the media out there.
Surely this can wait,
Lieutenant.
We can hold off as long as
you feel it necessary, Mayor.
- Councilman?
- Can it wait- your investigation?
Missing kids are usually killed
in the first 72 hours,
so, no, it can't.
Well, then we'll have to cancel.
A missing child takes precedence.
Gwen, you can contact my office
to reschedule.
Is that it, Lieutenant?
I apologize for the inconvenience.
We'll keep you updated.
Let's go.
Darren.
I'd wager you were quite
the high school athlete.
I never cared much for games.
Councilwoman Yitanes does.
I wouldn't depend on Ruth's word,
if I were you.
Assembly's canceled.
Return to your classes. Everyone check in
with your homerooms, please.
Sterling isn't in class.
I don't know where she is. I'm sorry.
We'll need her home address.
Yeah, yeah. The office will have it.
You were chaperoning
at that Halloween dance, right?
- Yeah.
- Who was Rosie with?
Sterling, like always.
Did she leave
with her too?
I didn't see.
I was busy trying-
- Do you recall what she was wearing?
- Yeah. Yeah.
She was dressed up
like a witch.
A witch?
Hat, wand, pink wig.
Most of these girls use Halloween
to play stripper,
so she kind of stood out.
Rosie- she was
a pretty hot piece though, right?
Yeah, I wouldn't know. She's 17.
Kind of my point.
Anyone hittin' that?
Yeah, I don't think she had a boyfriend.
Ask Sterling.
Are we done here?
Yeah.
Call if you think
of anything else.
Hmm.
Linden here.
Is this Jack Linden's mother?
Yeah. What is it?
This is his school calling.
We need you to come in.
Okay. I'll be there.
Put a car
on Sterling's house.
Where are you going?
And get a K-9 unit out at the park.
I'll meet you there.
You're my ride, Linden.
Kris.
Kris!
Kris, come on. Please.
What's up, Sterling?
Where's Jasper?
He's not at his house or school or anywhere.
Did he and Rosie
hook up this weekend?
And I should tell you, why?
'Cause the cops are looking for her.
She could be in serious trouble.
I mean it.
Give me a smoke.
He's on the island.
Weekend MOTS.
Parents are gone to Abu Dhabi
or some diseased hole like that.
Is Rosie with him?
Jasper scored some X.
So, yeah, he was definitely
looking to bone.
You're such an ass.
See ya, Sterling.
Smoking cigarettes at school?
Really, Jack?
It's not like I was
doing crack, Mom. God.
Why do I have to sit around
at Regi's anyway?
Because there's
nowhere else to go, that's why.
Did you give our new address
to your friends?
Why would I do that?
I don't know. So they can write.
Hello? Facebook.
Kids don't write letters, Mom.
That's retarded.
Well, it'd be really great
for them to visit then.
Like that's ever gonna happen.
They'll love California.
There's so much to do. It'll be great.
Hey, Regi.
Rick's putting together a party.
Get some
of the neighborhood kids together.
He's not my dad.
Hang on.
Linden here.
Hey, it's me.
Yeah. What is it, Holder?
We got the K-9 unit here.
We're starting a sweep of the field.
Okay. I'll be there.
He's trying his best.
We're going to be really happy
in California.
It's going to be great.
Jack.
Huh?
I gotta go.
How you been?
All right. What's wrong?
Come on. Tell me.
Stan. Just call me, all right?
Rosie, we're home!
Mom, Rosie promised
to bring us biking at the docks.
- Can we go, please, please?
- Please?
Wow. Can't even hear myself think here.
What'd you feed 'em, Terry?
Bag of sugar with a Red Bull chaser.
And it was awesome.
Go put your backpacks away, and
Aunt Terry will give you more candy.
Awesome!
Yes!
Rosie!
Any word on Rosie?
No. And Stan's
not answering his phone.
- And what'd the cops say?
- Nothing.
They just asked me
a bunch of bullshit, as usual.
Mom!
Mom.
Where is Rosie? She promised!
She promised we'd go biking.
She promised!
Denny, quit your yellin'. I mean it.
Rosie's still at school.
I'll take you. Go.
- Go, get your helmets. Go.
Sorry. I'm just goin'
a little nuts right here.
I'm telling you, that girl's gettin' the
ass-kicking of her life when she gets home.
Look, don't worry.
She'll turn up.
Come on!
Stan.
Stan, listen.
Um, it's Rosie.
Why'd she lie to us,
and where the hell has she been?
She still dating that rich jackoff?
What, Jasper? No, she broke up
with him last summer.
Now Sterling's run off? Nobody can
find her? What the hell's going on?
Just stay here in case Rosie
comes back. I'm goin' out.
Stan, the cops were asking
about birthmarks and scars...
and jewelry and anything
they can identify her with.
So I told them about, you know,
that necklace she always wears,
that little butterfly necklace.
Why are they asking about that?
Hey. She's 17.
She's dumb. She's not thinking
about anybody but herself.
Yeah.
Yeah.
I'll find her. Okay?
Yeah. Yeah.
Okay.
What do you got?
K-9 picked up a scent.
It started at the fire road
where we found the sweater.
Looks like she ran a zigzag
through the field, ended up here.
You sweep for possible burial sites?
Yup. Nothin'.
I don't know.
Maybe she's not here.
Where's the map?
The dad's alibi checked out.
The park ranger logged vehicle
plates at the campsites.
The Larsens' car never left.
Did you have a talk with Dad?
He's not a suspect anymore.
You need to have a talk.
And get the unis to do another sweep.
We did two, plus the dog.
Thought you wanted to
learn how to work a scene.
Been working it, Linden, for hours.
Welcome to Homicide.
Clock never stops.
I thought you had a plane to catch.
Detective. We've got something.
Yeah. Linden here. What is it?
We've got a possible burial site,
northeast corner of the woods.
Adams announced his new anti-gang funding
package while we were at the school.
Great. Now it looks like
he was on board all along.
You shouldn't have canceled.
I didn't have a choice.
Wait a second.
What if we play into this thing?
Missing kid, desperate family.
You pulling out all the stops to find her,
campaign be damned.
This is perfect, Darren,
especially if the kid ends up dead.
- Jamie, shut up.
- Adams will look like the douche bag-
I am not using a family tragedy
for a- a sound bite!
- He knew about Yitanes's endorsement.
- What?
Are there any staff
we need to worry about?
Richmond.
Darren, it's Meg.
The Times called. That reporter again.
p He s asking questions.
I can't really talk right now.
This is important.
p He s asking about when I worked for you.
He knows about your trips.
My trips are public record.
Not all of them.
Only you knew about those, Meg.
Gwen and Jamie knew about them, too,
and I'm not the one blabbing.
p I ve gotta go, Darren.
Thanks, Meg.
Hey, Jinxie Jo. How you doing?
Where is she?
Where's Rosie?
She didn't tell me,
but his parents are out of town.
And on Friday she got
really dressed up for the dance...
and she does that
when she's gonna meet him.
Jasper. She's at Jasper's house,
Mr. Larsen.
Stan.
Rosie's on the island with that kid.
What, with Jasper?
Are you sure?
Yep. I'm goin' to pick her up now.
Oh, thank God.
No more worrying, okay, babe?
Yeah. Okay. Okay.
Love you.
Ohh.
Yeah.
Found the Larsen girl,
with her boyfriend.
- Her friend gave it up.
- Sterling?
- Holder put a car on her.
- No, he didn't.
And I didn't authorize you
to bring in a K-9 unit either.
Did you talk directly
to the Larsen girl?
Some teenybopper got laid.
End of story. It's over.
And don'tyou got
a plane to catch?
Linden. Got something.
Oh.
Mama.
Wrap it up. We're done.
Where is she?
Whoa, whoa, whoa!
You need to leave right now,
or I'm gonna call the cops.
Where the hell is my daughter?
She's not here. She's not here.
Rosie! She's not here.
You can't go up there!
She's not here.
She's not here.
Rosie.
Rosie, get up.
We're goin' home now!
See?
Told you Rosie isn't here.
Uh, negative. At this time it looks like-
Let's go, Linden!
Hey, babe. I'm thinking pizza.
How about we grab a couple pies after
I pick you and Jack up from the airport?
That sounds great, Rick.
I had this sick idea
for Sunday's barbecue.
Jack's going to be
bored out of his skull-
- What's the holdup?
- Give me a minute!
so I'm gonna get one of those
Bounce-A-Rama things-
You said that 20 minutes ago!
throw him in there with other kids.
Let them bounce the crap out of each
other while the "grown-ups"get wasted.
Come to think about it,
I mightjump in there myself.
No judgments, right?
Let's go. Let's go!
You there, Sarah?
I think I'm losing you, babe. Hello?
Hello!
Sarah?
Where does the fire road lead to?
To Puget Sound. Why?
Sarah.
Rick, I gotta go. I'll call you later.
They found her, Linden.
How far is the Sound from here?
Way on the other side
of the park, okay?
The Larsen girl ran
in the opposite direction.
So where are they going
with fishing poles?
There's a lake
on the other side.
Hello?
Mitch. Mitch, Rosie wasn't with him.
Stop it! Mom!
What? Where is she?
I don't know. I'm at the park.
Why?
You said they found
her sweater here, right?
Mommy. I-I don't know
that that was hers.
Mom. What's wrong, Mom?
Tom, go watch your videos.
Go on.
Yes!
Why does he always get to-
Go. Now.
Stan, she wouldn't be at that park.
I don't know
where else to go, Mitch.
Why are you there?
I don't understand. What is going on?
Can you open the trunk?
Be advised.
Forensics team is on scene.
What is it? What's going on, Stan?
Stan?
Stop! Stop now!
Stan?
What are you doing? I need you
to get back in your truck, sir.
I need you to get back in there
and move your truck.
Stan!
Wait, wait.
Can I help you, sir?
Stan, what's going on?
Please, sir.
Move back.
Hey.
Rosie!
Rosie!
Calm down. Step back.
Rosie!
p
Detective, we ve got the father here.
Rosie!
Calm down.
Just let me talk to her.
Just let me talk to her.
Okay, okay, okay.
You can't be here, Mr. Larsen.
Is it my daughter?
Is it my daughter?
I'm sorry. You can't be here.
Oh, my- No, no.
No, no! Rosie!
Rosie!
Just move back to the truck.
Rosie!
Stan!
Stan! Stan?
p
That s my baby girl!
Stan!
I ran the plates.
Car belongs to the Richmond campaign.
Richmond?
City Councilman Richmond?
Yeah. Linden here.
Back behind the tape.
Yeah, you heard me.
Sarah. Sorry about this.
Lieutenant said you were on call, so-
Where's the body?
Conveyor shed.
Homeless guy found her
a couple hours ago.
Jane Doe. No I.D., wallet.
Coroner's en route.
You're the first one here.
Gotta go up the stairs.
Follow the ramp.
You'll find her.
You want me to walk you through?
No, I'm good, thanks.
You're outta here, what, Friday?
Nope. Today.
- Hey, hey!
For she's a jolly good fellow
Which nobody can deny
Yeah!
All right!
Give her- Give her a glass.
Rick, are you still here?
Rick?
Rick?
Boo.
I so had you.
Uh-uh. Charlie Brown with the football.
I think Lucy needs a spanking.
No! No!
I'm not even gonna ask.
Where's Jack?
Dropped him off at school.
Is he mad?
He's 13.
It's his job to hate us.
He'll come around.
Or I'll make him.
What does Candy Cane
feel about Sonoma?
Pop that damn thing
before Jack sees it.
Okay.
What time are the movers coming?
In an hour.
Regi called. Said she wanted to take Jack
for a spin on the boat before you leave.
Maybe she can give me away
at the wedding.
What'll your parents think about that?
Who cares?
What about you?
You ready to do this?
Do what?
Sell the condo. Quit your job.
Move your kid away
from his cool friends.
Marry me.
You know I'm not one for words.
It's a good thing.
I only need two of 'em.
Mmm. That's me.
Why can't you fly down
with us tonight?
Candy Cane wants to play.
Yeah? Okay.
Tickets on top of the fridge.
Flight's at 9:30.
- I do.
- What?
Want to marry you.
Tickets on the fridge.
Flight's at 9:30.
No, I'll have a few hours
before the airport.
It would be great
to take Jack on the water.
Bad door.
Wh-What are you doin' here?
Uh, who- Can I help you?
- Yeah. This is my office.
- Who are you?
I'm Holder from County.
Oh, you Linden?
Sar, you there?
Yeah. I gotta go.
I'll see you tonight, Regi.
Yeah, I'm Linden.
- I thought you'd be outta here by now. If you need more time, I can wait outside.
- It's okay.
No, no. Come on in.
I'm almost done.
Damn it.
Okay, I got it.
Oh, that guy.
There you are.
So I hear you're moving to L.A.
San Francisco area.
Um, Oakland?
Sonoma.
Sonoma. That's nice.
Yep.
Nice weather. Ocean. Beaches.
Hate that shit.
You must love this place then.
Ouch.
Crackhead thought
she was Picasso?
Crackhead's
six-year-old son drew it.
- He get iced too?
- No.
So what happened to the kid?
You don't waste time moving in, do you?
No. County cut me loose early, so-
Well, you got
a tough act to follow.
You wrapped up here, Sarah?
Yep. All done.
Good. Got a call down
at Discovery Park. Check it out.
On my last day? My flight's tonight.
You're still on the city's dime.
You can hand it off end of shift, 6:00.
Go on, do your job.
Take him.
Show him how to work a scene.
I know how to work a scene.
Grab a box.
We'll take my car.
All right.
Over there.
They tapped me
out of the academy first year.
Boom. Straight to Undercover.
So I was working Vice, Narco.
I don't know, I guess Narco
kind of stuck to me, so-
You? U.C.?
I never would have guessed.
Whatever.
It's mostly like
street-level buys and busts.
You know, Joaquin shooting Rahim.
Blah, blah, blah.
You think Homicide's
gonna be any different?
Well, at least you got a bad guy.
Yeah? Who's that?
Is that why you're runnin' away, Linden?
'Cause you don't know no more?
Detective Linden.
Where's the body?
Still looking.
Schoolkids on a field trip
this morning found this.
This park's like tweaker central at nights.
Ho bags bringing their tricks down.
- Could be some base head.
- Owner's not an addict.
At least not the kind
who hangs around here.
It's a wool sweater.
Looks recently cleaned.
- Brought it to the coin wash. So what?
- You dry-clean wool.
Do you know any tweakers who drop
their wardrobe off at the cleaner's?
Anything else?
This.
A.T.M. card.
"Stanley Larsen."
Guy loses his wallet
while he's getting his knob polished.
Anyway, um, keep looking.
Search the field.
You find anything else,
mark it, don't move it.
And call in Sex Crimes.
This is theirs for now.
Yo, we got here first.
Yeah, and we don't got a body.
Not yet.
You want to follow it up, go for it.
You're my ride, Linden.
So I'll drop you off at the station.
I need to finish packing up.
I thought you were done.
Flight's not till 9:00, right?
I won't let you miss it.
Promise.
Let's have a talk
with this Stanley Larsen.
What's that stink?
We're here for the pickup.
I'm Stan Larsen.
Yes. Come.
Place gives me the creeps.
Hey, Belko. He can hear you, Belko.
Osama don't give a shit.
Do you, Osama?
What'd I tell you?
See? Take. Take.
Great.
Thanks for your help.
My name Feza, not Osama.
I'll bring your paperwork
by tomorrow.
Shut up, Stan.
Hey, babe.
Stan, you need to get home right now.
Okay. You know what?
That's gonna stay broken, no matter how many
times you wave that roll of tape at it.
We can't afford a new one.
I'll get Belko to fix it.
You know what? I am in no mood
for that "Belko will fix it" bullshit.
Oh, there we go. Good as new.
Don't even look at that "on" button,
Stanley Larsen.
I've still got the touch, ukochana.
Oh, yeah? Oh, yeah?
No! No!
Huh? Huh?
You're all wet!
Get off of me!
Oh, no! Oh, no!
No! No!
No. No.
You are in such trouble!
No.
You are useless.
You are useless.
Get off of me.
Ah! No. Shut up!
Come here.
I gotta go.
Okay.
Bye.
Come here, come here, come here.
I want to talk to you about something.
Yeah?
You got to promise me
you won't blow.
I mean it.
Tell me, baby.
Rosie said she'd apply for colleges.
She just wants to go out of state.
Baby, that is a good thing, come on,
that she finally wants to go.
Well, if it's what she wants.
Of course it is, Stan.
I'm not getting into this with you again.
Mitch, out of state.
Isn't she kind of young?
She's almost 18. You've gotta
let her grow up sometime, Papa.
I'll think about it.
Okay.
Stan, gotta move.
Okay, one more time.
Right here on the stairs.
Stop being such a devil.
You ready?
Yeah, let's do it.
Jamie.
Well, I'm just on my way.
Hey, Darren. Good morning.
Hey, how are you?
Councilman Richmond.
Times poll just came in.
Adams closed our three-point lead.
Good morning
to you too, James.
Election's in 26 days.
We don't have time to be jerking off here.
Wow. Not an image
I want in my head.
Where were you?
I, uh, slept in.
You never sleep in.
I did this morning. I lost my watch.
Which you took?
No. It's mine.
It looks like yours, but it's mine.
What time do we leave
for the school, Jamie?
Ten till.
I'll gather the troops.
He's more nervous than I am.
And you're surprised by this?
What have we here?
Looks vaguely like a man's timepiece.
Wherever did you find it?
On my kitchen table.
What was it doing there?
With the recent mall shootings, the press is
gonna hammer Mayor Adams on the gang issue.
- Give 'em ammo.
- He killed my midnight hoops tourneys...
and after-school programs
four years in a row.
That's easy.
"Now we have kids stealing and dealing we
could have turned around." You write that?
Jamie did.
That's not bad.
Mall shooters?
Recent gang inductees. Somalis.
Adams was a fool
to ignore them last election.
He'll pay for it this time around.
Sixty thou and growing. Registration
in Rainier Valley's through the roof.
You get them to vote, we got a shot.
Forum today
could be our turning point.
I had an interesting chat
with Councilwoman Yitanes this morning.
- Ruth is talking to you?
- Not only that, she's endorsing me.
What?
We go public tomorrow.
Until then, we keep it under wraps.
The only way
we get the unions is with her vote.
- Add that to the Somalis-
- The election's ours.
Hey. Seattle P.D.
We're lookin' for a Stanley Larsen.
He's not here.
You his wife?
- Yeah.
- Do you know where we can find him?
Uh, he's on a job. I don't know where.
What about last night?
Why are you asking about Stan?
Does your husband usually go out at night,
Mrs. Larsen, and not tell you where?
No. Stan's always home
with me and the kids.
Last night too?
Yeah.
We got home late from a camping trip,
so he was here.
Have him call us
when he gets in.
Are you sure
he stayed in last night?
Yep, I'm sure.
How?
How do you think?
We just wait for this prick to call?
In situations like this,
I like to ask myself, "What would Jesus do?"
Don't know. I'll ask him.
Mrs. Larsen,
do you have a daughter?
Yeah. Why?
Did she go
on that camping trip too?
No. She stayed here for the weekend.
She stayed at a friend's house.
When did you talk to her last?
Um, Friday,
right before we left town.
Why?
Did you see Rosie and Cameron?
All right. Settle down, guys.
We don't have a lot of time today.
You guys got your questions
ready for the candidates?
Yeah? Did anyone do their reading?
Anyone? Anyone?
- Sterling?
- What?
Your question
or your cell phone- your call.
I'm looking for Rosie Larsen.
Um, yeah, totally.
Rosie spent the weekend at my house.
Did she come
to school with you?
Like, I have a zero period,
and I left early,
so maybe she slept in.
I don't know.
Sterling, are you okay?
Oh, sorry. It happens all the time.
Here.
Uh, thank you.
Look, the candidates will be here
in less than half an hour.
Can you make sure
the seniors are seated by then?
Yeah, no problem,
Ms. Meyers.
Nice try.
What?
I told you.
How about telling me the truth?
Rosie had dinner
with me and the boys...
and then she went to
that Halloween dance at her school...
at, I don't know, around 6:00.
6:00? That's the last time
you saw your daughter?
- Yeah.
- You recall what she was wearing?
You know, tight jeans and a sweater.
She said only freshmen wore costumes.
What color sweater?
I don't know. Pink.
Why are you asking
about her sweater, her clothes?
Your daughter have a history
of running away, Mrs. Larsen?
Rosie?
No, never. That's crazy.
- You have words with her, a fight?
- No.
You weren't worried when you
didn't hear from her all weekend?
I told you,
our phone was out of range.
Christ, she's 17.
It's not like we left some little kid behind.
Hello.
Yeah.
I-I don't understand.
No, no, I heard you
the first time. I'm-I'm-
Yes.
Linden.
That was Rosie's school.
She wasn't with Sterling this weekend.
Last anybody saw her was on Friday,
at the dance.
The press are falling all over themselves.
Those kids can't stay awake.
Adams knew I would come after him on the
gang thing, and he covered his bases.
Expect a countermove.
It doesn't take the shine off you.
So why tell me?
Because he's trying to shake you.
And obviously it's working.
What's really wrong?
Move in with me.
Avoiding my question.
And you're avoiding mine.
You can break hearts
after you get the single-female vote.
You are cold-blooded.
I know.
That's my job- taking care of you.
So take care of me. Move in.
Darren, I know
where you were this morning.
I wish you'd talk to me about her.
Councilman. The police are here.
You should be aware that the school
is a potential abduction site.
We'll do our best to be discreet
with the media out there.
Surely this can wait,
Lieutenant.
We can hold off as long as
you feel it necessary, Mayor.
- Councilman?
- Can it wait- your investigation?
Missing kids are usually killed
in the first 72 hours,
so, no, it can't.
Well, then we'll have to cancel.
A missing child takes precedence.
Gwen, you can contact my office
to reschedule.
Is that it, Lieutenant?
I apologize for the inconvenience.
We'll keep you updated.
Let's go.
Darren.
I'd wager you were quite
the high school athlete.
I never cared much for games.
Councilwoman Yitanes does.
I wouldn't depend on Ruth's word,
if I were you.
Assembly's canceled.
Return to your classes. Everyone check in
with your homerooms, please.
Sterling isn't in class.
I don't know where she is. I'm sorry.
We'll need her home address.
Yeah, yeah. The office will have it.
You were chaperoning
at that Halloween dance, right?
- Yeah.
- Who was Rosie with?
Sterling, like always.
Did she leave
with her too?
I didn't see.
I was busy trying-
- Do you recall what she was wearing?
- Yeah. Yeah.
She was dressed up
like a witch.
A witch?
Hat, wand, pink wig.
Most of these girls use Halloween
to play stripper,
so she kind of stood out.
Rosie- she was
a pretty hot piece though, right?
Yeah, I wouldn't know. She's 17.
Kind of my point.
Anyone hittin' that?
Yeah, I don't think she had a boyfriend.
Ask Sterling.
Are we done here?
Yeah.
Call if you think
of anything else.
Hmm.
Linden here.
Is this Jack Linden's mother?
Yeah. What is it?
This is his school calling.
We need you to come in.
Okay. I'll be there.
Put a car
on Sterling's house.
Where are you going?
And get a K-9 unit out at the park.
I'll meet you there.
You're my ride, Linden.
Kris.
Kris!
Kris, come on. Please.
What's up, Sterling?
Where's Jasper?
He's not at his house or school or anywhere.
Did he and Rosie
hook up this weekend?
And I should tell you, why?
'Cause the cops are looking for her.
She could be in serious trouble.
I mean it.
Give me a smoke.
He's on the island.
Weekend MOTS.
Parents are gone to Abu Dhabi
or some diseased hole like that.
Is Rosie with him?
Jasper scored some X.
So, yeah, he was definitely
looking to bone.
You're such an ass.
See ya, Sterling.
Smoking cigarettes at school?
Really, Jack?
It's not like I was
doing crack, Mom. God.
Why do I have to sit around
at Regi's anyway?
Because there's
nowhere else to go, that's why.
Did you give our new address
to your friends?
Why would I do that?
I don't know. So they can write.
Hello? Facebook.
Kids don't write letters, Mom.
That's retarded.
Well, it'd be really great
for them to visit then.
Like that's ever gonna happen.
They'll love California.
There's so much to do. It'll be great.
Hey, Regi.
Rick's putting together a party.
Get some
of the neighborhood kids together.
He's not my dad.
Hang on.
Linden here.
Hey, it's me.
Yeah. What is it, Holder?
We got the K-9 unit here.
We're starting a sweep of the field.
Okay. I'll be there.
He's trying his best.
We're going to be really happy
in California.
It's going to be great.
Jack.
Huh?
I gotta go.
How you been?
All right. What's wrong?
Come on. Tell me.
Stan. Just call me, all right?
Rosie, we're home!
Mom, Rosie promised
to bring us biking at the docks.
- Can we go, please, please?
- Please?
Wow. Can't even hear myself think here.
What'd you feed 'em, Terry?
Bag of sugar with a Red Bull chaser.
And it was awesome.
Go put your backpacks away, and
Aunt Terry will give you more candy.
Awesome!
Yes!
Rosie!
Any word on Rosie?
No. And Stan's
not answering his phone.
- And what'd the cops say?
- Nothing.
They just asked me
a bunch of bullshit, as usual.
Mom!
Mom.
Where is Rosie? She promised!
She promised we'd go biking.
She promised!
Denny, quit your yellin'. I mean it.
Rosie's still at school.
I'll take you. Go.
- Go, get your helmets. Go.
Sorry. I'm just goin'
a little nuts right here.
I'm telling you, that girl's gettin' the
ass-kicking of her life when she gets home.
Look, don't worry.
She'll turn up.
Come on!
Stan.
Stan, listen.
Um, it's Rosie.
Why'd she lie to us,
and where the hell has she been?
She still dating that rich jackoff?
What, Jasper? No, she broke up
with him last summer.
Now Sterling's run off? Nobody can
find her? What the hell's going on?
Just stay here in case Rosie
comes back. I'm goin' out.
Stan, the cops were asking
about birthmarks and scars...
and jewelry and anything
they can identify her with.
So I told them about, you know,
that necklace she always wears,
that little butterfly necklace.
Why are they asking about that?
Hey. She's 17.
She's dumb. She's not thinking
about anybody but herself.
Yeah.
Yeah.
I'll find her. Okay?
Yeah. Yeah.
Okay.
What do you got?
K-9 picked up a scent.
It started at the fire road
where we found the sweater.
Looks like she ran a zigzag
through the field, ended up here.
You sweep for possible burial sites?
Yup. Nothin'.
I don't know.
Maybe she's not here.
Where's the map?
The dad's alibi checked out.
The park ranger logged vehicle
plates at the campsites.
The Larsens' car never left.
Did you have a talk with Dad?
He's not a suspect anymore.
You need to have a talk.
And get the unis to do another sweep.
We did two, plus the dog.
Thought you wanted to
learn how to work a scene.
Been working it, Linden, for hours.
Welcome to Homicide.
Clock never stops.
I thought you had a plane to catch.
Detective. We've got something.
Yeah. Linden here. What is it?
We've got a possible burial site,
northeast corner of the woods.
Adams announced his new anti-gang funding
package while we were at the school.
Great. Now it looks like
he was on board all along.
You shouldn't have canceled.
I didn't have a choice.
Wait a second.
What if we play into this thing?
Missing kid, desperate family.
You pulling out all the stops to find her,
campaign be damned.
This is perfect, Darren,
especially if the kid ends up dead.
- Jamie, shut up.
- Adams will look like the douche bag-
I am not using a family tragedy
for a- a sound bite!
- He knew about Yitanes's endorsement.
- What?
Are there any staff
we need to worry about?
Richmond.
Darren, it's Meg.
The Times called. That reporter again.
p He s asking questions.
I can't really talk right now.
This is important.
p He s asking about when I worked for you.
He knows about your trips.
My trips are public record.
Not all of them.
Only you knew about those, Meg.
Gwen and Jamie knew about them, too,
and I'm not the one blabbing.
p I ve gotta go, Darren.
Thanks, Meg.
Hey, Jinxie Jo. How you doing?
Where is she?
Where's Rosie?
She didn't tell me,
but his parents are out of town.
And on Friday she got
really dressed up for the dance...
and she does that
when she's gonna meet him.
Jasper. She's at Jasper's house,
Mr. Larsen.
Stan.
Rosie's on the island with that kid.
What, with Jasper?
Are you sure?
Yep. I'm goin' to pick her up now.
Oh, thank God.
No more worrying, okay, babe?
Yeah. Okay. Okay.
Love you.
Ohh.
Yeah.
Found the Larsen girl,
with her boyfriend.
- Her friend gave it up.
- Sterling?
- Holder put a car on her.
- No, he didn't.
And I didn't authorize you
to bring in a K-9 unit either.
Did you talk directly
to the Larsen girl?
Some teenybopper got laid.
End of story. It's over.
And don'tyou got
a plane to catch?
Linden. Got something.
Oh.
Mama.
Wrap it up. We're done.
Where is she?
Whoa, whoa, whoa!
You need to leave right now,
or I'm gonna call the cops.
Where the hell is my daughter?
She's not here. She's not here.
Rosie! She's not here.
You can't go up there!
She's not here.
She's not here.
Rosie.
Rosie, get up.
We're goin' home now!
See?
Told you Rosie isn't here.
Uh, negative. At this time it looks like-
Let's go, Linden!
Hey, babe. I'm thinking pizza.
How about we grab a couple pies after
I pick you and Jack up from the airport?
That sounds great, Rick.
I had this sick idea
for Sunday's barbecue.
Jack's going to be
bored out of his skull-
- What's the holdup?
- Give me a minute!
so I'm gonna get one of those
Bounce-A-Rama things-
You said that 20 minutes ago!
throw him in there with other kids.
Let them bounce the crap out of each
other while the "grown-ups"get wasted.
Come to think about it,
I mightjump in there myself.
No judgments, right?
Let's go. Let's go!
You there, Sarah?
I think I'm losing you, babe. Hello?
Hello!
Sarah?
Where does the fire road lead to?
To Puget Sound. Why?
Sarah.
Rick, I gotta go. I'll call you later.
They found her, Linden.
How far is the Sound from here?
Way on the other side
of the park, okay?
The Larsen girl ran
in the opposite direction.
So where are they going
with fishing poles?
There's a lake
on the other side.
Hello?
Mitch. Mitch, Rosie wasn't with him.
Stop it! Mom!
What? Where is she?
I don't know. I'm at the park.
Why?
You said they found
her sweater here, right?
Mommy. I-I don't know
that that was hers.
Mom. What's wrong, Mom?
Tom, go watch your videos.
Go on.
Yes!
Why does he always get to-
Go. Now.
Stan, she wouldn't be at that park.
I don't know
where else to go, Mitch.
Why are you there?
I don't understand. What is going on?
Can you open the trunk?
Be advised.
Forensics team is on scene.
What is it? What's going on, Stan?
Stan?
Stop! Stop now!
Stan?
What are you doing? I need you
to get back in your truck, sir.
I need you to get back in there
and move your truck.
Stan!
Wait, wait.
Can I help you, sir?
Stan, what's going on?
Please, sir.
Move back.
Hey.
Rosie!
Rosie!
Calm down. Step back.
Rosie!
p
Detective, we ve got the father here.
Rosie!
Calm down.
Just let me talk to her.
Just let me talk to her.
Okay, okay, okay.
You can't be here, Mr. Larsen.
Is it my daughter?
Is it my daughter?
I'm sorry. You can't be here.
Oh, my- No, no.
No, no! Rosie!
Rosie!
Just move back to the truck.
Rosie!
Stan!
Stan! Stan?
p
That s my baby girl!
Stan!
I ran the plates.
Car belongs to the Richmond campaign.
Richmond?
City Councilman Richmond?