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There he is.

He's the one with the red shirt and blue jeans.

Well, go get them.

See you tomorrow, Bobby.

I'll bring my bag.

Hi, Brian.

Hi.

I've been waiting for you. Your mom asked me to pick you up.

Where is she?

She's just doing some errands and I'm helping her out.

I don't know you.

I know you don't, dear.

But I know your mommy.

You do?

Her name's Sarah.

She asked me to take care of you until she gets home.

Come on.

Let's go have an ice cream cone.

Dave. He's going to drive us. How you doing, pal?

And his name is Brian?

Brian, wearing a red polo shirt and blue jeans.

Today was the minimum day at school. He should have been home by noon, no later.

Are you sure your little boy didn't go home with a friend, maybe he just forgot

to tell you? We're positive. We've called all his friends. We looked

he might go.

Officer, our son is missing.

Don't you people do anything besides fill out forms?

Mr. Randall, I know how upset both of you must be, but the detectives who

handled child missing cases are out on the call right now. Spread a little thin

on uniformed personnel until the next shift. Well, then what are you going to

about it? Can I give you a hand?

Mr. and Mrs. Randall here are reporting a missing child. Their son, Brian, is

seven years old. He should have been home hours ago.

Brian is our only child.

Would you like a drink of water, ma 'am, or maybe you'd like to sit down?

That's okay. I'll be all right.

I know how you must feel. It happened to me once.

My boy went looking for trouble in a storm drain.

And he was gone for eight hours.

It seemed like eight days.

But he was all right?

Yes.

And that's the way these things usually turn out.

And I'm sure that's the way it'll be with Brian.

In the meantime, we'll have copies of this picture made.

We'll hand them out to all our people and to all the other precincts.

Next shift is just getting ready to come on.

We'll get some units out on the streets right away and start looking for Brian.

I'm Sergeant Hooker. Here's my number.

If Brian turns up, please call me. And if I hear of anything, I'll be in touch.

Thank you.

That's right, come on.

Lou?

What's up, Ronald?

You can see they're pretty torn up about it. This child can be the worst.

Follow every lead, you turn the city upside down.

The child's never seen again.

How many units can you spring for this?

Half a dozen uniforms out with the flu. I'll have to check the duty roster.

I'm clocking off the desk. Stace and I can hit the streets with them.

You can count me in.

You mean you'd break your date with her, Aline?

Yeah.

I'll just tell her not to start about me.

Man, how can kids just disappear without a trace?

Sometimes some creep has given them the push.

I don't understand.

A child is missing. So how come the FBI won't help?

They have to have a clear signal that's a kidnapping. Otherwise, they have no

jurisdiction.

You know, maybe we're tracking the wrong horse.

What are you thinking?

I checked out Larry Randall, Brian's father.

He's been unemployed for six months ever since they closed the assembly plant in

Sand Hall.

A guy under that kind of pressure could take it out on a kid.

Does he have any record of child abuse or wife beating?

Not that I can find.

I got the feeling he really loved that boy.

But we can't afford to take anything for granted. We ought to run him through

NCIC computers, see if it's got anything on him. Hooker and Romano are doing a

house -to -house?

Checking everything, including storm drains.

Well, let's start hitting those condemned buildings over in Western.

Well, yeah, I... I did hear there was a missing child on the news, on TV, but I

don't know what that's got to do with me. An old refrigerator has a great deal

to do with you. It's a death trap.

What do you mean?

What's it take to get through to you people?

Newspapers, TV, community, circulars, they all tell you if you have an old

refrigerator that's not being used, take the door off or wire it closed.

I know you're right. I've been after my husband, Harry, to get a piece of wire.

We're not going to wait for your husband, okay?

You tell your husband, Harry, when he comes home tonight, that he's lucky that

little Brian Randall isn't in there. All right, why are him clothes?

We've about done it all, Hooker.

Brian's teacher, his friends.

We've checked the community pool, the storm drains, gone door to door, saw

Corrigan and Stacy and all the other units. We have covered this entire

neighborhood. Where else do we look, Hooker?

We start over from the beginning.

With Brian Randall's parents.

Dispatch to 4 Adam 30.

Dispatch to 4 Adam 30.

Go dispatch.

This is 30.

30, we have 4 Adam 16 ready to be patched through. Stand by.

30, this is Corrigan. You got something?

The jogger over here found the body of a young boy in the riverbed. He's been

dead several hours.

Damn.

Corrigan, hook her.

Is it Brian Randall?

He's 6 to 8 years of age, 46 inches tall, 52 pounds, dark hair, brown

eyes. No distinguishing marks.

Description fits, Hooker.

Hi, Brian. You okay?

Oh, I've been wrong.

Oh, don't worry about your mommy, kiddo.

She's okay, and she knows you with me.

I want my dad.

Oh, no, you don't.

And you know why?

Because he's not your real daddy.

I am.

No, you're not. You're not my dad.

Brian.

You see this picture here?

That's your mommy.

And this is you in mommy's arms.

And you see this man here?

That's me. See?

I thought Corrigan said the computer came up dry on Mr. Randall. Well, they

a few traffic violations.

But when it comes to child abuse, you don't want to hang your hat on a

Most instances go unreported. You think that's the reason Brian might have

split? I wish I knew.

One thing, it'll be a relief to be able to tell them the little boy in the

riverbed wasn't Brian. Yeah, but it was a boy that someone was looking for

somewhere. Some little kid who died alone.

And the chance of matching up the boy with the family is mighty slim.

You'd think with all the technology in this country, computers, cameras...

telephones. There shouldn't be any trouble IDing a kid's body. Brian's

description could fit half the six to eight year olds I've ever known.

Which is the problem.

Sergeant, any word?

Nothing.

I'm sorry.

Come on in.

No, there's no news here, no.

Coffee, gentlemen? No, thank you. Thank you. Mr. Randall, so far we've been

operating out of the theory that there's some wandered off and went exploring.

Got lost.

We haven't considered the possibility that your son's been kidnapped.

I'm unemployed. What kind of ransom would anyone get from me?

People don't always kidnap for ransom.

Is there anybody you know that might want Brian just to have him? Friend,

relative?

A babysitter who was particularly fond of him?

Well, there's... No.

Larry, you're wrong. He couldn't.

There's no reason to bring that up. Mrs. Randall, we're at a point where there's

a reason to bring everything and anything up. Who are we talking about?

We're talking about Brian's life, Sarah.

Her first husband, David Burke.

Brian's natural father.

Ricky doesn't even know Brian.

He deserted us when Brian was just four months old.

Where is he now?

In prison.

Back in New York.

What for?

Armed robbery.

You got 10 to life.

Anything else I can check up on?

Oh, nothing, Sergeant.

This one's quite the little artist.

That's the last one he did.

No, Mrs. Randall.

Not the last one.

Not if it's up to me.

Code 2.

4, Adam, 30, roger.

I hit one of them in a great Chevrolet. I hit one of them.

Which way? Straight to the right.

Chevy sedan, gray, went down on a round tree.

Now catching 14th.

Well, it's bad, man. I gotta see a doctor. Burke, we gotta do something

this fast. Okay.

I'll get hold of the doctor. You stay put.

I'll send him here.

What are we doing, Hooker?

This is where we lost him.

We had him in sight until they swung off the boulevard.

Squeeze the trigger and you're a dead man.

Open your hand, let it fall.

Kick it away.

Your partner too.

Now put your hands behind your neck.

And take it real easy.

What about my partner? He's in bad shape.

You're not doing too well yourself. Get on your knees.

Read him his rights.

Give him a seat in the lounge. I'm going to talk to his buddy.

You have the right to remain silent.

If you give up the right to remain silent, anything you say can... Both

You have the right to speak with the attorney.

You have the right to remain silent. Oh, man, skip the rights.

You were made at the scene of a robbery.

Van Roos Jewelers. There were three men involved. Who was the third man?

I need a doctor. And I need the name of your accomplice and where I can find

him. Oh, come on, man. I'm in pain.

The name of your accomplice, Whizzy.

Come on.

He split on you, didn't he?

He probably told you he was going to get a doctor.

You could have died waiting.

Who is he?

Burke. His name's Dave Burke.

Dave... Where do I find him?

I don't know.

What do you mean you don't know?

I swear I don't know.

To help him rip off all those jewels, you don't know where to find them?

How are you going to get your cut of the action?

Touch. I think I got in contact with the buyer. Some guy from Mexico somewhere.

You don't know where he lives.

Where does he hang out?

Popeye's. He goes to one of the strippers.

Paula Bennett.

Is this the boy?

Yeah. I wish you'd got her sooner.

Burke's probably in Mexico by now.

And for sure, Paula and the kid are with him. They all took off together.

Well, that's our answer. That's what's happened to the boy.

Burke snatched him and ran him to Mexico.

And Brian isn't Paula's nephew.

Crystal, that's a story they fed you.

Where in Mexico are Paula and Burke taking Brian?

Morales. They'll be there a couple of days, and then they're headed to South

America. How do you know?

Paula told me.

These drawings.

Did Brian do them?

Yeah.

I helped him do the one of Paula.

And that's a cat.

And that's, well, I guess it's just a bird.

At least we know he's still alive.

There's no guarantee he's going to stay that way.

Are you sure he said Morales?

Yes, sure.

you're home these days.

Morales? Talked to my brother the other day.

Fisher jumping, weather's good.

Why, you gonna take some of that overtime to get built up? I haven't

about it.

Hey, you go to Morales and you gotta look up my big brother Miguel.

He'll show you around if he can tear himself away.

His caseload is heavy as ours.

No, it's not police work that keeps Miguel busy.

Señoritas, tequila, poker.

I thought you said he was a good detective.

The best. He knows what's under every rock at Morales.

But I thought you wanted to go fishing.

Yeah. For a snake who kidnapped a little boy.

I'll need your brother to turn over some of those rocks.

Call him for me, will you?

Tell him I'm coming down.

You got it, Hooker.

Buenos dias.

Where's he going to be, senor?

Bullfights or las señoritas?

Police station.

The police station, senor?

What are you going to do there?

See a friend of a friend, Lieutenant Miguel Gomez.

Senor, you don't want to go to the police station.

You'll never find Detective Gomez there.

But don't worry.

I'll take you to him.

So now you have to go down to the plaza, left to left, go to the church.

I don't like you, dear.

Don't worry about it. You'll like it just fine.

I don't like it here either.

Just get off of my back.

If I'd have known what you were into, I never would have taken up with you

again. Hey, babe, you wanted a better life. I'm giving you better.

I want my mommy.

Shut up.

Don't take it out on him.

You've done enough to him already.

You've taken him from his home.

Not because you love him or you want him.

But to get back at your ex -wife.

He's a possession to you.

Like a car or a TV set.

That you just don't want her to have.

I'm waiting for a loan.

I'm warning you, Paula.

You go sour on me and I swear I'll leave you out here in the middle of nowhere.

So you're Detective Miguel Gomez?

Mm -hmm.

Real pleasure to meet you.

Brother Pete says you're one hell of a hot shot cop, huh?

Your brother tends to exaggerate. Oh, you think so?

What do you say about me?

That you're one of the best.

Pete does not exaggerate.

Make yourself at home, hombre. Dame dos.

Josefa, dos tequilas.

You like tequila?

This is important.

Where's the money on the table important?

Excuse me.

We have a saying here.

Baby needs a new setup, eh?

Don't you, baby?

Your brother Pete says you owe him one.

He owes me one. I'm here to collect.

The way it goes, huh?

Everybody's got a picture. Everybody's got their hand out.

In this case, it's the hand of a little boy.

Seven -year -old.

What?

For all I know, his life may be in danger.

Listen.

My brother... Pete also says that when hooker means business, you either go

him or get out of his way.

Your brother does not exaggerate.

Whoa.

You have to touch it.

I think I'm going to like you.

Let's go.

After you. After you. You never know what's on the other side.

Good point.

Well,

the boy's cute.

Forget the man, Burke.

Now, this woman, she I would like to find. I need all three. Where do we

All right, Dr. Gray.

This town is full of tourists.

Maybe there are more of you here than us.

Look, why don't you tell me something about this Burke, huh?

He was doing time in upstate New York for armed robbery. Just before I came

here, I learned that he got out on parole.

Oh. Hold it, Chula.

Wait a minute.

He broke his parole when he drove across the border. Maybe there's a reward out

for his capture, huh? No, I'm afraid not.

But he and two associates cleaned out a jewelry store over a million dollars

worth. And I'm sure the insurance company would be very appreciative.

To get those jewels back.

Yeah.

Am I kind of fugitive?

Go find that boy.

Jefe, I've been looking for you. You have been looking for me. You found me.

It's your lucky day, mano.

Well,

you're back in business, me.

This is for his merchant's license.

He doesn't like to go down to the city.

Please.

Detective Gomez is helping me find three Americans.

These three.

They came across the border yesterday.

Have you by any chance seen them?

No, senor.

Sorry.

Un momento.

Luis sees a lot of people. Doesn't always take notice.

But thinks for sale.

Those he knows about, right?

Hey, Luis.

This man here.

robbed a jewelry store in my city. He's here in Morales trying to get rid of the

jewels. Over a million dollars worth of diamonds and rubies and emeralds and

gold.

Could be I hear something about those jewels.

Like what?

Just talk.

From my sister.

Where do we find your sister?

I know her. Just follow me.

Adios. What are we stopping here for?

You want to talk to Carolina Luisa's sister?

All right. She works here in the house.

First door at the top of the stairs.

You coming with me?

You can handle it.

Besides, this is a good place for me to take my siesta.

Something tells me they don't like to go down to City Hall either.

My name is Hooker.

I'd like to have a word with Catalina. Who sent you?

Detective Miguel Gomez.

There's a gorilla up there.

Yeah, he's mean.

His name is Mingo.

Why didn't you tell me?

My brother says you're a man who likes to learn for himself.

Here. I just learned.

I'm going to do this my way.

Bingo. Yeah.

That was Sergeant Hooker. United States.

Which one of you is Catalina?

I am Catalina.

Your brother Luis and Detective Gomez said you had some information that could

help me.

Nothing more?

I'm trying to track some stolen jewels that were smuggled in from the States.

You told your brother you'd heard something about them?

You must be mistaken, senor.

Catalina.

You're afraid. What is it?

I can't say.

I'm sorry. You're not afraid of Detective Gomez, are you?

Miguel?

No, senorita. He's afraid of Miguel.

Then what is it? Why won't you help me?

Please, Catalina.

Catalina.

When I mentioned the jewels just now, you got very quiet. I don't care about

jewels. But the man who stole them and smuggled them here, he also took a

boy he had no right to take.

And there's a chance that something bad might happen to that little boy if I

don't get to him quickly.

Please, help me.

I have this friend, Amparo.

She spends much time at the hacienda of Senor Madera.

She told me she heard the senor speak of buying many diamonds and other jewels.

That's good enough.

That's all I know.

Many thanks.

And I'll tell Detective Gomez that you helped me.

Where to, my friend? To the hacienda of someone named Madera.

Senor Hidalgo Madera?

He's a very powerful man in this city.

He's also a dealer in stolen jewelry. He could lead us to the boy. He may be,

but unfortunately, I don't even have grounds on which to question this

When I go back to my city, the boy's mother and father are going to be

for me.

I'm not going to give them a speech on jurisdiction and red tape. I'm going to

give them a boy.

My son, we're missing.

You'll be the first man I'd ask to find him, all right?

Now, this Madera, it's not just Rick.

It's dangerous.

What you say is true.

This Bert is equally dangerous.

You might need this.

Gracias, amigo.

Of course, if you get caught with that, regretfully, I will have to say it was

stolen from me. Of course.

And put you in jail.

Of course.

Two more things and you're off the hook.

I hope so.

Lend me your car and point me to Madero's hacienda.

All right.

De alta calidad.

The estimated market value is $1 .2 million.

I will give you $300 ,000.

Don't try to shortchange me, Madera.

Our deal was 50 % of market.

Yes.

That was before you had to come here to my country.

Here I am, King.

I would lose the respect of my colleagues as a businessman.

If I did not, where's my advantage?

I will give you $300 ,000.

All right.

Just give me my 50%, and in 15 minutes, me and my kid will be out of Morales.

Did you kill me?

My men will surely kill you.

Don't be a fool, Burke.

Take your $300 ,000 and get out while you still can.

I count it on you being here.

Madero's in there with Stone and Brewery. Well, I'd be lucky to go into

friend. I've been after him for a long time. Muchachos, a Madero y su agente,

seguida!

That's Bert.

¡Vámonos!

Back as far as we go. No way to make it through there without a four -wheel

drive. Let's get back to the road.

That's got to be where he's headed. Yeah, but where's he going after that?

Burke said he could grab Brian in 15 minutes.

That means a place close by.

Yeah, well, a lot of motels close by.

Got La Paloma, El Cid, La Luna, Papagayo Rojo, El Cet. Wait a minute.

The Papagayo Rojo.

That means the Red Parrot, doesn't it? Yeah.

Brian drew a picture of a red bird.

That could be it. Let's go.

We got to get out of here.

Come on, pack it up.

So, where's the Bronco?

Let's try around back.

Fire into the air.

I don't want to hurt the boy.

Stay right there, Brian, or I'm going to have to hurt your Aunt Paula.

Don't listen to him, Brian. Run!

Shut up!

Get out of my way.

I want the boy.

And I want you.

Who are you?

I'm the guy that's going to bury you.

All

right.

Detective Gunner.

Why? Why me?

Because I don't like your face.

Because of what you did to Brian.

Because I'm enjoying it.

You want me to try another?

No. No, please don't.

That's too bad.

But I guess a bullet would be too quick.

And you don't deserve to get off that easy.

Don't forget to tell your mom and dad how you helped me find you.

With your drawing of the red bird.

Okay, Sergeant Hicker. I'll tell them.

I bet when you grow up, you're going to be a famous artist.

Nope. When I grow up, I want to be a policeman.

Brian!

Oh, God, you're safe, you're safe.

I don't know how to thank you so much.

Looking at your face and Sarah's is thanks enough, believe me, Mr. Randall.

know, Brian's my stepson, but I feel about him like he's my own.

That's clear to everybody, including Brian.

And I know Brian thinks of you as his own.