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Help! Let me go!

It's out of my hands. You're holding my little girl's life in the... Hooker, you

know the policy. Latham's got Chrissy. I don't want her here. I can't. Forget

the call.

Daisy, go slow. We don't have any proof that you're suspect.

There! It's Chrissy!

Daisy!

Chrissy.

mm -hmm

You're a super cop, Hooker.

And a good father.

But you're about to find out what it's going to be like without your little

girl.

me a new bracelet. Will you show him the bracelet and leave me alone? I got a

technique going.

Yeah! I did it!

You got it!

Yeah! What do I get? You got it! All right!

Here you go, kid.

Oh, thanks, Daddy. Oh, thanks for the bracelet. You're welcome. Yeah, thanks a

lot. I can't wait to show the guys back home. Don't you think you should pay for

it before you go back to Oregon? Here.

Thanks.

Okay. All right.

What?

Are you going to be okay, Monday, when you have to send Tommy and Christy back

to their mom? I've got no choice. Fran up there, me down here.

Daddy!

Daddy, look here!

Here!

Honey,

I'm on a roll!

What?

What do you want?

Daddy, look!

Look here! Isn't it perfect?

Oh, honey, don't you think one piece of jewelry a day is enough? But it's not

for me.

Mom's birthday is this Monday, remember?

Hey, how's Dad supposed to remember when Mom's always trying to forget?

Thank you.

How much is it?

It's 125, but it's a real nugget. I panned for it myself in the Sacramento

River. I'm sure your mom would be just as happy with a nice card and some

flowers. Well, sure. I mean, your mom's boyfriend probably takes care of this

sort of thing, doesn't he?

Nah. Besides, she talks more about you than him. She does?

What does she say?

she likes to get your letters on the first of the month.

Alamona? Yeah.

We'll buy it anyway.

Here.

Get an ambulance.

You saved my life.

Thank you so much.

All right, everybody.

Nobody's hurt.

Fire's out.

Move off.

Dad, you're a hero.

Are you okay?

Yeah, except for smelling like a backyard cookout. That reminds me. I'm

That reminds me you're always hungry.

Well, let's find some lunch. Where's Chrissy?

I thought she was right behind me. You know women.

I bet she was still looking at that jewelry.

Chrissy!

Chrissy!

Hey, you took off so fast you forgot your change.

Thank you.

My daughter, the little girl that was looking at the jewelry with me, did you

happen to see which way she went? No, I was watching the fire, but she can't be

far away.

Um, Dave, you go that way.

Look at this man.

I'm calling in the dog.

Keep going, Lex.

We're at 30. We're at one. Come in.

Copy, 30. Go ahead.

What's going on up there?

We're just starting our second sweep of the beach.

What about the lifeguard stations?

Check them all out, a mile each way.

No activity.

All right. And don't forget the parking lot. We took a look at everything by the

pier. We'll double -check all of them.

That's a roger. Keep in touch, 30. Out.

Command 16.

We just completed a house -to -house from the beach to 3rd Street.

Anything, Jim?

Negative.

Anything from Mike and Michelle?

They're still trying to pick up a scent. There's just been too many people

walking through here.

I'm sorry, hugger.

Listen, do me a favor, will you?

How about taking Tommy home and staying with him? I want to stay on the search.

I'd rather you ask someone else to watch Tommy, okay?

Hey, you're not to blame.

They got a missing child to find. We have radio contact with all units in the

area and a brain research has started. What about the helicopter? Any further

change? Nothing from the one that's up there, but there's another one on the

to help out.

Somebody's got my kid.

We don't know that for sure.

What the hell else could it be? Maybe she wandered down to the beach.

Nobody would.

She wouldn't have done that without letting us know.

Take it slow.

What can be done is being done.

Well, I find whoever took Chrissy.

Hooker, if there was ever a time to keep your head clear, it's now. We can

expand house to house, and we can even go back over the territory around the

pier. We're wasting time ourselves. We can find her and have her back before

dinner. All right.

I'll take the streets west of the pier.

You commence a house to house.

Start here, work your way back to the pier.

I'll start the first street on foot, and then I'll meet you on the next corner.

Okay, you got it.

I've been looking for you. Anything?

I may have turned something.

The woman I was talking to said the man renting that house had been arrested for

soliciting sex with minors in the park.

She saw him take a little girl matching Chrissy's description into the house

this afternoon.

I'll call it in.

4, item 16.

Forget the call.

Stacy, go slow. We don't have any proof that you're suspect.

Are you going to take the chance that that isn't Chrissy?

Police! What do you want?

Get out of the car. What are you doing? Get out of the car.

Oh, my God, what did I do?

Oh, what's wrong?

That's my kid.

She's sick.

I'm taking her to the doctor.

Stacy.

And for God's sake, put your guns away. She's scared to death of them.

Mr. Reynolds, we're looking for a missing child.

I'm sorry.

Oh, you're going to be a lot sorrier when I find a lawyer.

me down from Oregon to surprise my daddy.

And that we were going to go pick her up?

Where is she?

Don't worry about it, kid.

I'm working on a real surprise for your daddy.

Fran! Hooker!

Have they found her yet? Not yet.

Where's Tommy?

He's back at the house with an officer waiting for us. We'll have to go

there. And then if you want me to take you to a hotel so you can rest up a...

All I want is my baby back.

Get on the horn.

Find Hooker.

Kid said you'd move back into a house.

I thought they should have a place in the backyard when they came down here.

Nice. It'll do.

I tried to reach you at the airport, Sergeant Walker. About Chrissy? No.

Mom! Mom, Chrissy's lost and we can't find her.

I know, darling, but we will.

We're down here.

On a windshield of our quad car.

You didn't see anybody hanging around your car?

We're blanketing the area, looking for anyone who did. Prince, we're headed

ship.

Sergeant T .J. Hooker. Hey, that's Chris's new bracelet.

I have her.

How do you like wondering if I ever see you hot again?

Good day, Hooker.

Take up the rest of your watch.

Outside here. I'll send back.

I'm going to hit the streets with Jim and Stacy.

Nobody in or out.

you requested.

All units assisting in the search have now reported in. Results are negative.

And confirming your other request, a missing child report has been broadcast

all agencies.

4 -item -16 to 4 -item -30 on TAC -2.

Go ahead, 16.

Nothing with us either, Hooker. We've touched all bases and come up empty

-handed. Any suggestions?

There's nothing more we can do out here for now.

I'll see you back at the station. 4 -item -30 out.

What are you doing here? Well, I caught wind of that note you sent to our

handwriting specialist.

I asked whether you'd find it. Unless, of course, you don't want the FBI in on

this. You know better than that. How's Franny holding up?

You know, Fran, soft curves on the outside, pure steel underneath.

I remember that time you told me the story about getting up in the middle of

night to chase those drag -racing motorcycle freaks off the street. When

turned around, there was Franny backing you up with your service revolver.

You came about that note?

Yes, we do what we could with the handwriting.

The psychological profile isn't very pretty, Hooker.

Whoever wrote that note is definitely unbalanced, on edge, and very dangerous.

When are you going to let me go home?

You homesick?

I just want to go home.

Well, I went through a lot to get you, kid.

I think I'll keep you around a while.

You're so dumb.

He lied to me about knowing my father, about being his friend.

Hey, shut up, you hear? I'm no liar.

And I know Hooker all right.

You ever gonna let me see my mommy and daddy again?

That depends entirely on your daddy.

Now, don't give me any trouble.

Hey, it's time for you to get to sleep anyway.

Go on.

It underscores what I told you about the suspect last night. The shakiness of

the letters shows agitation.

The underscoring indicates determination.

Look at the letters. He's printed instead of written.

That's strange.

Well, not if you're dyslexic and left -handed.

E's, S's, N's are easy to reverse. Unless the person makes a real effort

make a mistake.

Now, the majority of the people look at things from left to right.

What do you see?

A triangle and a circle.

Me too.

Now, a dyslexic will look at this picture from right to left. Might see a

and a triangle, the reverse order of what you see.

I must raise hell with reading and writing.

Marty Latham.

That's who that is.

Marty Latham.

Brought the nose, changed the hairstyle a little bit.

And it's him.

He had so much trouble writing out reports, he had to type them. Who is he?

old partner of mine.

For a short while, he traded in his badge for a weekly paycheck with the

I remember now. You stumbled onto the connection and turned him over. We put a

dozen of his bosses away at the same time, based on his testimony.

Numbers, prostitution, drugs. He was wading knee -deep.

Kidnapping. That's not his style, Hooker.

Martin Latham.

Paroled three months ago.

Motive.

Opportunity.

Pull everything you have on him, Stacey.

Family, friends, associates.

I'm going to find him.

I made those biscuits just for you.

How about having one?

I'm sorry, Mom.

My stomach doesn't feel too good.

Mind if we go out back for a while?

No, you can't go anywhere.

You know your dad said, huh, champ?

Nobody in or out. At least not for a while.

I want to talk to Sergeant Hooker.

He's not here right now. Can I help you?

Is this his wife?

Yes, it is.

I'm the guy who's got your little girl.

Oh, please.

Is she all right? Where is she?

In 30 minutes, I'm going to call back.

Tell Hooker to be there to get the call.

Well, let me talk to Chrissy.

Please let me talk to her.

For the love of God, please.

It's the man who got Chrissy. Get Hooker here fast.

Give me Sergeant Hooker fast.

Fran! Here!

We're all set up for the call. The FBI is on it. When the call comes, they'll

run a trace.

And then dispatch will broadcast the location.

You okay?

I'm doing better than Tommy.

Is he sick?

Sick with guilt.

Says he made Stacey chase after him and not left Chrissy alone.

That's crazy.

No crazier than you running off to be a fireman.

Haven't changed, have you?

Now's not the time for that, Fran.

Why not?

This is now.

And your son is just like you.

No matter how many times I tell him, he doesn't have to be a Superman like his

dad. He doesn't hit home.

Hey, that's pretty good shooting.

Thanks.

You thinking about Chrissy?

I was wondering where she is.

Now she ought to be here, like me.

I'm the one that ran off, remember?

Yeah, but you had to help those people.

I didn't have to run after you.

Chrissy didn't have to run after somebody.

She would have called for help. She'd be here now if she had.

We're all responsible.

Stacy.

Me.

All of us?

Long time, Hooker.

Where's my daughter, Leto?

It's the suspect.

Start the trace.

Hey, still on the ball, right?

I know you figured out who took her.

I know you've got the phone tap, too. So listen fast.

What do you want from my little girl? Money.

What? You think money's going to make up for what's been taken away from me?

I can't give you back your job. I want my family back, Hooker. My wife, my

They stopped writing while I was in your stinking prison.

I tried to find them, and I can't.

They're gone. Somebody else is living in my house.

That has nothing to do with Chrissy.

Let her go, Marty.

I had a little girl just like yours.

What happened to her after you put me in prison, Hooker?

Did the mob hit her and my wife was setting them up for you?

I don't know.

I promise you I'll find out when Chrissy's safe with me.

You find them. You find my family. And then she stays safe.

You have till tomorrow morning, Hooker. And that's it. Wait a minute. How do I

know she's okay?

Let me speak to her.

Put your wife on.

Mommy?

Are you there?

Daddy? Chrissy?

Baby, are you all right?

Yeah.

I'm just a little bit scared.

Don't be scared, Pumpkin.

We'll get you back.

Where are you, Chrissy? Tell us where you are.

They made the trace. Downtown phone booth 211 West Maple.

An eyewitness said Latham and a little girl of Prissy's description took off in

a late model orange Plymouth.

License plate starting with 2BAK. They were last seen heading west on Maple.

That's less than 10 minutes ago.

4X rate 30. This is 1 Adam 10. You spot an orange sedan.

License 2 4 Adam King 506.

Northbound on Jepson at Winthrop.

Code 2 only. Do not, I repeat, do not make contact.

My ETA is approximately 5 minutes.

Roger 4X rate 30.

Rolling back up.

I'm in pursuit of a possible kidnapping suspect in a North Sudan.

License number.

Chrissy.

I want the manpower in this area doubled.

We've got every street in this part of the city covered.

Can't do any more.

Except find him.

Everything, don't you?

Everything.

Tucker!

They searched the car.

Chrissy's not there.

She's not there.

He was taking no chances we'd get Chrissy back.

We must have stashed her somewhere after the phone call.

We went by Latham's old neighborhood.

Checked the neighbors.

Have you been there? Half a dozen times, trying to find out where his family

moved. We ran down the agent who sold their house.

She said that Mrs. Latham was gone when the papers were transferred, and the

attorney handled all the legal work. Check out the attorney.

Let's find her.

clinker. He's no longer practicing in the state and it could take days to run

him down. We have got one thing.

Latham's son left the phone number with one of his friends. We checked it out.

The federal marshal's office.

Federal marshal's office.

Says you do me a favor.

Call Pratt. You want us to tell her what happened?

Never held back on her while we were married.

I'm not going to start now.

And tell her I'll be home as soon as I can.

Just called ten minutes ago. That's some driving.

Look, I... What can I say?

What do you got?

Well, I just came from the lab. We took the prints off the phone that your

kidnapper used.

There were half a dozen smudges. We couldn't identify them.

But there was a child's print.

A thumb, an index finger. Could be Chrissy's. We're still looking to match

with the others and see what we have on Latham. I'd rather you were looking for

Latham's family.

I thought your people were taking care of that.

We did. We got hung up at the U .S. Marshal's office.

I see.

A man informs on the mob.

He goes to jail.

The mob tries to cut that man where it hurts.

So they threaten his family.

What do you think the family does?

Call for help. Only Jenny Latham didn't go to the police.

Her husband had been a cop.

She didn't want to have anything to do with us.

So she calls for the FBI, right?

How am I doing?

Well, it's a possibility.

Possibility.

Next, you put the Latham family into the federal new identity program.

Latham's disappeared, tucked away someplace.

Under a new name, new life.

Okay, so now you know. You knew it the minute I recognized Latham's picture.

Why the hell didn't you tell me? That didn't have any bearing. It was motive.

The man was crazy from looking for his family.

Look, Hooker.

His wife divorced him during the trial.

She got custody of the children. She could do whatever she wanted.

Except deprive a man of the right to know that his children were alive and

There's nothing I can do about that.

Did you try?

Oka, you know the policy. Once they're gone, they're buried so deep, even the

files disappear.

I can't do it. Latham's got Chrissie at order here. I can't.

You don't understand. I tried.

This afternoon.

After I heard what happened out there on the street.

I'm stonewalled by the brass.

It's out of my hands.

No.

You're holding my little girl's life in them.

Help me, man.

What do you mean?

Marty Latham's family was put under deep cover by the FBI.

And Willie knew about it all the time. Do you know where Latham's family is?

No. And neither does Wheeling, and that's our problem.

Officer Sheridan.

Tim, Latham.

Run with me.

Run with me.

Hunter Crescent, 17.

Hooker. You're running out of time, Hooker.

Where's Chrissy?

She's stashed away, safe, for now.

Latham.

Your family.

We're trying to locate them right now. You hear me? I don't believe you

I just don't believe you. I've given up. Look, Marty, I've never lied to you.

Not once. You know that.

Oh, yeah?

Well, you know something?

I am never going to see my kid again.

And you aren't either.

He said I'm never going to see Chrissy again.

You couldn't face him?

Here's the registration on that burnt -out car.

Latham bought it cash on the line three weeks ago.

What do you figure he got the money? The mob is generous to cops on the payroll.

We haven't recovered his bank account yet.

Where did he buy the car?

Beals Motors on West 3rd.

That's here.

And the phone booth call that Latham made to my house was traced to here.

only a couple blocks away.

And his old neighborhood is here.

It's still the same area.

He's staying on his home turf.

I'm betting on it.

He'd win that one.

What do you got? A charred motel registration receipt for a month's rent.

signed M. Latham.

The lab guy found it in the glove compartment of the sedan.

What's the name of the place?

I'm not positive, but it looks like Pacific Crest.

Forensics thought it might be on Monrovia, but the apartment number was

22B.

That's only two blocks from where he made that phone call. It fits. Let's

it out.

Cleared up.

It hasn't been slept in.

Three days ago.

What would he be buying from an RV place?

A ticket out of the city.

And a perfect way to keep a little girl from being seen.

And remembered.

Get me a chopper on standby.

Have them be prepared to go 250 miles out. You're going out of our

I'll go clear to hell if I have to.

I'll tie you up again if I have to. I'll put a gag in your mouth.

Now, stop it.

You're never going to let me go home, are you?

It's you and me, kid.

For all time, you and me.

I'm not going to let anybody take you away from me.

Never. Never.

Come on.

No!

Come on. No!

Missy?

Give me that chopper now.

Come in, 16.

We're at him, 16.

I'm doing an aerial search for a tan Trafco motorhome. No tags.

Latham bought it. We're rolling. What have you got?

Campground directory.

The salesman showed Latham. Reverse letters.

Next to a circled campground.

Dyslexia? Right.

I remember it always got worse when he was under stress.

Look for the first campground just north of the Gorman Cut -Off.

It's called Twin Oaks.

You might get lucky.

Roger.

My little girl is just about your age.

Maybe you could still find her.

No.

She's gone.

Little Millie's gone.

But you don't want me.

You want your little girl.

You want Millie.

Let my daddy find her, Mr. Dyson.

He can't find her.

They're gone.

They're all gone.

They're dead.

They're all dead.

My daddy won't ever stop looking for me.

Never, ever.

You're right.

We have to get out of here.

Where are we going?

Come please your daddy, I'll never find you.

Nobody will ever, ever find you.

Claire, it's Brittany.

I'll take you up and get her.

Dad? Yeah?

That looks abominable.

Abominable.

Have a taste?

Get your hands off there.

Doorbell.

Don't worry. Mom will get it.

Daddy? Yeah?

I have to talk to Hooker. Oh, okay.

Maybe you'd both like to sing happy birthday in your rooms.

Why don't I help?

Finish the eye thing while you go talk to Jim.

Huh?

Yeah.

I brought a message from Wheeling.

He found Latham's family.

Did he find a way of telling them what happened?

He said he hoped you were going to do that.

Oh, he did.

Maybe he's right. Maybe that's the way it should be.

Tell him I'll do it.

What happened?

There was an accident.

I thought you were supervising.

I guess my mind was on the rhubarb pie in the oven. Rhubarb pie?

That's my favorite. I know.

What about Oregon?

Well, just below Washington.

And it's not going anywhere.