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Tonight, on The Ten.

No!

Let her go!

Whatever feelings I had for Maya in the past, they're just that, man. They're in

the past.

Don't do it. Don't you see a thing?

His name is Francisco Rivera.

It's only a matter of time before he kills him.

Hold it right there!

In the jungles of Peru, the fight for survival heightened his senses.

Now, Detective James Ellison is a sentinel in the fight for justice.

Seeing before others see.

Sensing what others can't.

An ever -vigilant watchman in the war against crime.

Well, what'd you think?

That was a party.

Nice food, good wine, little music.

Joe Kramer was on the force for 30 years.

I thought it was just a good thing to do, give him a decent send -off.

Decent would be an understatement.

Yeah, well, you're the one that taught the cops how to take care of business

when it comes to partying, huh?

Hey, I stand corrected, all right?

There's one thing I gotta know, though. How in the world did you get that horse

to ride up in the hotel elevator?

A quart of maple syrup.

Ah, sugar rush.

No wonder it kicked out the window.

Hey, are you okay?

All right.

All right? Oh.

Take it easy.

Maya!

This is Paldalco tea.

It'll make you feel better.

The Brazilian Indians, they use it to, uh...

Listen to me.

I'm trying to tell you what people in South America like to do.

It's okay.

I don't mind.

All right, Simon, I'll talk to you in the morning.

Maya, are you sure you've never seen those guys before?

No, never.

And you have enough clue as to what they might have wanted?

I don't mean to scare you, but unless you tell me otherwise, I have no reason

believe that these guys won't want to come back and do it again.

So why don't we start at the beginning? At the beginning, you arrested my father

and put him in jail.

You know why that happened.

Yeah, I know.

For gun smuggling and murder.

Well, after that, I went back to Chile to start my life over again and forget

that I was Hector Carrasco's daughter.

If they let me.

Who?

The cartel in Santiago, the one my father worked for.

A few days ago, I got word that they intended to kidnap me.

I tried to contact my uncle, Gustavo, who is the only one I really trust, but

couldn't find him.

He's out of the country, so... So I came here.

I thought, you know, if I ran far enough, they wouldn't find me.

Well, you'll be safe here.

Isn't that right, Jim?

Yeah.

You can stay in my bed.

Of course.

The coach is fine for me.

Am I that interesting?

Yeah, you always were.

What are you thinking?

I was just wondering if you still hated me.

For what?

Lying to you.

Using you to get information about your father.

I don't hate you, Blair.

It's my father I hate.

All my life, I thought he was the greatest man that ever lived.

And then I found out that he was a gangster, a killer.

I feel dirty, like there's a stain on me that I can't get off.

Maya, that's your father. That's not you.

No, but it's my family.

You're not Chilean. You wouldn't understand.

I want to understand.

I want to help you.

Look, I remember what we had before.

I do.

But it's just that right now I don't know how I feel about anything or

There's nothing to be sorry about.

It's okay.

Mike, if you need anything, let me know.

Safehouse is all set up. There's a two -man protection team waiting.

Okay, great. Count me in.

No way, Fender. No can do. I agree, sir. Why not?

Well, number one, you're not a cop. You're a civilian observer.

Number two, you're personally involved.

So when did that ever stop you?

This is not about me. Why is there one set of rules for you and a different for

me? This is not open for debate. Hey!

Sam Bird, you're out.

Let's just get back to work.

What kind of danish is that?

Pineapple.

Yeah, I know.

This is Officer Lawton.

Beaks won't vanish if you need him.

This is Officer Spence.

Two of the best men in the department.

We'll be checking in by phone, all right?

Okay. Everything's going to be all right.

Gentlemen, we'll see you in a little while. Chief?

Yeah, I'll be there in just a minute.

Larry, thank you.

I wish you could be more.

If you need anything, you let me know.

Take care of yourself, okay?

Me too.

Don't say it, all right, Jim?

All I was going to say was that I could use a little breakfast.

Only you could have Chinese food for breakfast.

Fried egg, poached egg, egg bouillon. What's different?

I know what you think.

She's got me using my heart, not my head, right?

Actually, I'm thinking...

What's it mean when your fortune is white?

Whatever feelings I had for Maya in the past, they're just that, man. They're in

the past.

Uh -huh.

You don't believe me? How can you believe me? Okay, so maybe I got some

left for her.

I got the feeling I got a gun on my side.

You're going to come with us. Get in the car.

Bought and paid for, no doubt.

Well, whatever they paid you, I'll double it.

Just tell me where Maya Carrasco is.

Who?

You damn stubborn Americans.

Everything is a bitching contest.

Beautiful, isn't it, huh?

Made by my cousin.

A true craftsman.

Even something as hard as iron would bend like clay when

fiery applied.

Take that one.

I'll ask again.

You touch him and you're a dead man.

Order.

Talk, senor. Your friend is getting warm.

Jim, don't do it. Don't you say a thing.

You want me to kill him now, senor Gustavo?

Gustavo?

Uncle Gustavo?

Only one person calls me Uncle Gustavo.

You are Uncle Gustavo.

The one Maya said she trusts.

Let them go.

So you have seen her?

Seen her, yeah.

We're protecting her.

Why didn't you tell me so?

I don't feel very comfortable talking with a gun on my side.

Forgive me. I was concerned for my niece.

I'm Gustavo Alcante.

I should bust you for attempted murder, Gustavo.

By all means, detective, bust me.

But first, take me to Maya.

She did say she wanted to see him.

We're not going to compromise her position.

Ay, Dios mío. Here, here.

Then blindfold me, huh? My men will stay here.

Yo me voy con Odo aquí.

Al café Ander.

Vámonos.

What kind of car do you have here, Sr. Alcante?

You're like my Jaguar.

I have a friend. He can sell you one cheap.

No, thank you. Driving a hot car wouldn't be good for my image.

What exactly do you do back in Chile?

I'm retired.

From what? From what I did before.

That clarifies things.

So Maya, she must be pretty special to you, huh?

Maya is my late wife's niece.

We haven't seen each other for the last couple of years, but we are close there.

Are you satisfied?

You Americans, you think everything is a talk show.

We got trouble.

Oh, my God.

Maya!

I know who did it. The bullet hole through the hands of her signature.

His name is Francisco Ribeiro.

A warlord who once worked with Hector Carrasco.

If he has Maya... It's only a matter of time before he kills her.

I know what's going through your head, Chief, but you're wrong.

If you'd stayed with her, you'd be dead, too.

Is that supposed to make me feel better?

Believe me, Mr. O 'Connor, you're doing everything in our power to locate your

niece. Of course, but protect and preserve, huh?

Right now, I'm more interested in how the hell they found our safe house.

It's possible.

Hey.

What? Yeah, you know, I just think... Sandberg.

Yeah,

this is Sandberg.

Blair, it's Maya.

Maya?

Listen. Keep her talking.

They came in the house and the policeman tried to stop them, but I tried

to get away.

Who? Who took you? I need a trace initiator on Captain Banks. Maya, just

where you are. I can't.

Enough.

Now listen carefully to what I tell you.

I'll kill the girl.

Shut up.

Now pay attention.

Get your father's access codes.

I don't understand what... All right, thanks. They hung up. Did you get it?

No good. It's too quick.

What did they say, Sandberg?

Sandberg!

They're holding her for ransom.

All right, how much money do they want? They don't want money. They want

numbers.

Numbers?

Hector Carrasco's bank account numbers, access codes.

So that's what they were after.

Hector keeps his money in a Swiss bank account.

We're supposed to meet him at Granite Beach Park by noon with the codes. Oh,

no. That's impossible.

Only Hector knows what the code words are.

Well, if we don't get them, she dies.

Your brother -in -law's at Chinook Federal Prison.

Captain Banks is arranging a meeting now. Then I suggest you find someone who

can authorize it.

Damn it, man, the girl will be dead by then.

Mr. Alcante, I'm afraid we've hit a little snag. There's a million -dollar

contract on Carrasco's life. The feds won't allow anyone near him. Now, the

guy who can lift that order won't even be in town until next week. Perfect.

do we do now?

I know the account numbers.

Those will not have changed.

But without Hector's access codes...

The numbers are useless.

Well, maybe there's some way we can fake them.

Check them out the first chance they get.

Which they can't do until the Swiss banks open tomorrow.

Now, wait a minute.

That's not until after 1 a .m. in Cascade. Well, that buys us a little

least. These guys are smart. We've got to make these codes believable.

Usually, one chooses words that have special meaning, you know? Easy to

remember.

Hector and I grew up together.

I should be able to come up with something.

Good. You come up with that list, Mr. Alcante. Jim will take it to the

kidnappers. No, no.

I must go with him. Out of the question. This is police business.

You think police business that put Maya in a safe house?

My niece is far too valuable to trust to you.

I will go with him.

I'm curious, Gustavo, how it is that you know Rivera?

I would pass across over the years.

In the cartel?

Yes.

What was your job in the cartel?

I moved cash around.

A little money laundering, huh?

What do you want, my resume?

I've done a lot of things I'm not proud of.

Five years ago, I made a promise to my wife. She was dying.

I swore to her that I would leave my old life behind.

And I did.

But it hasn't been easy.

Old habits die hard.

So you're a new man now.

Just a tired old one.

But a man of my word.

You don't believe me.

I've met a lot of criminals who have said they've been reformed.

Very few have actually stuck to the program.

Hey, this must be them.

Which one is Sandberg?

Don't look like much.

And why did you dig up this old crook? I'm warning you, Francisco.

Don't worry.

Nothing will happen to Maya as long as I get the code.

Not until I know these are good.

I'll keep in touch, I should say.

Come on, let's go.

If he does,

I'm holding you responsible.

Could you just please be quiet?

They must have had another car waiting.

Of course they did.

Did you think you'd catch them so easily?

Pascal!

Here are the codes.

Load them into the launch program.

I want them ready to send the instant the bank's open.

Si, senor.

We got the codes.

That's wonderful.

You don't look very happy.

I don't like to lie to my friends. I don't like to use them. That was the

way. You know that.

Unless you still have feelings for him. No, that's not it.

Are you sure?

Yes.

I love you very much, Maya.

Me too.

Technician, take off the bumper. Check around in there. We already know who

we're after. Why do we need fingerprints from a car that I'm certain was stolen?

We're just checking for fingerprints, anything we can, a clue to find out

they have taken Maya. It's not a waste of time. In a few hours, Francisco's

going to know the cause they're facing.

We're doing the best we can here.

Give the guys a break.

Powder.

Light. Photograph.

How is this going to help to find her?

Give these guys a chance. They know what they're doing. Chance?

I should try and find himself a longer fuse before he blows a gasket.

Jim.

Where's Gustavo?

Cooling off down there somewhere. What's up?

Just came in over the wire. Check it out.

We had Interpol do a search on Francisco Ribeiro.

He's connected to Carrasco's cartel.

Very well connected, as it turns out. What are you talking about?

Check out his full name.

Francisco Rivero Alcante.

Alcante?

He's Gustavo's son.

No way.

Let's bring him in.

I don't see him.

Tell me, Simon, they're in it together.

The whole thing makes no sense.

Why would Gustavo kidnap his own niece and then get fake access codes to his

son? To force us to come up with the real codes. We're talking millions of

dollars here, sir.

The whole thing sounds pretty convoluted to me.

Until we know exactly what's going on, let's just keep digging. Dig where?

Gustavo's vanished.

Francisco could be anywhere. I mean, we're at a total dead end here.

Uh -uh, maybe not.

When you agreed to let Gustavo see Maya, I heard him say something to his men in

Spanish. Something about meeting him at the Andy's Cafe.

I never heard of it. Oh, it's a Chilean club down on Alvarez Street.

Right, right, that's the one.

Yeah, I bet anything he's down there right now having a cold one waiting for

pals.

All right, it's worth a shot. Let's go. Hey, try not to lose him this time.

We don't have to worry about that.

There must be some way you can check the codes right now.

Call one of our friends in Geneva. Get him out of bed if you have to.

Even if we do verify the code.

We can't get the money released until the bank's open. I know that.

But try anyway.

I don't press at all, man.

Well,

it isn't like two American friends.

We need to talk. As you can see, I'm already involved in the conversation.

It's too bad you're going to have to cut it short because you're under arrest.

Hablamos.

Or what?

Aiding and abetting a felon.

I see.

Where are they now?

See, of course there would be a reward.

Am I no problem?

What are you hiding from me?

Nothing. I... Senor, I reached Geneva.

I think we should look at that.

I don't know what you're talking about.

Oh, really?

When were you going to tell us about Francisco being your son?

Oh, that.

Oh, that.

All right, Francisco's my son, but in name only.

An animal.

Damn it! What? What's the matter?

Mind your own business.

He said... my business. Not unless I say so. Santos, get the car. Damn it.

Francisco.

You rot in hell.

And if he hurts Maya, I'll send him there myself.

Okay, tough guy. Whatever. You'll get a chance. Let's talk about it down there,

okay?

Look,

before you take me to jail, there's something I should tell you.

Now listen.

A young woman in a cafe.

She was a friend of Maya's from school back in Chile.

She says this last semester at the university, Maya had a boyfriend.

So? His name was Francisco Rivero Alcantara. No way.

That'd be your first cousin. No, not by blood.

Francisco's the son of my first wife.

Well, why didn't you warn her about your son?

As I told you, Maya and I had not seen one another for a while.

After her father went to prison, she was obsessed with guilt.

She used to say she wanted to give all of his money to the people of Chile to

make up for the crimes that he had committed.

I think it's possible that Francisco and Maya had this

kidnapping scheme together.

No way, that's crazy.

Francisco wanted Hector Carrasco's money to strengthen his position in the

cartel. And Maya is very vulnerable.

He probably told her he would give all the money for a good cause.

She wouldn't fall for that.

I know.

I know, Francisco.

Once he gets what he wants, he'll have no more use for my army. Killer.

What a charming son you've got.

When I walked away from the criminal life, he felt I had betrayed him.

He picked up where you left off with the vengeance.

My day, we had a cold.

Violence, but for a reason.

With Francisco, I think violence to release his rage.

Now that I love Maya like a daughter, he will destroy her to get at me. Where is

the other cop?

Where is Gustavo Alcan?

Wait here.

Oh, damn it.

Let him go.

How good a shot are you? Good enough to drop me before I blow your friend away?

Give it up, Vero. We all know about you and Maya.

Really?

Huh.

Then it's lucky we have another hostage.

Call me when you have the real codes.

And make it within four hours, or don't bother calling at all.

Now, two people may die.

Maya and you, Mr. Thunberg.

Our only hope is to get the real codes.

Which we can't do.

Maybe we can.

But Juan Carlos Duarte can.

Who? Juan Carlos Duarte, sir. He's the chief administrator for the Department

Prisons in Chile.

In other words, me.

And my police liaison, of course.

Have you lost your mind? If we can get to Hector, he will give us the codes for

Maya's sake.

I know this all sounds crazy, Captain, but we're running out of time. Forget

Carrasco is being held in a special security wing of the prison. Even if you

manage to scam your way inside, how are you going to get the code?

We'll improvise. Improvise.

I can be very imaginative.

Could you step outside, please?

Not you.

The guy is crafter than a fox.

How can we trust him? I don't know that we can fully, sir, but if we don't take

this shot, it might be our only chance to get those two out of this alive.

Thank you, sir.

Maya. I want you some water.

I don't want any water.

Look, I don't know what's going on between you and Francisco. Look,

is going to be all right, okay?

As soon as Francisco gets the codes, he'll let you go.

No, he won't.

He's going to kill me, Maya, and your uncle thinks he's going to kill you,

It's wrong.

You both are.

Francisco wouldn't hurt anybody.

He wouldn't hurt anybody.

What about the cops at the safe house? What?

He killed them.

No. Yes, Maya, I saw the bodies.

Then why are you telling me these lies?

I'm not lying to you this time. I'm trying to save your life. Now untie me

let's get the hell out of here.

Maya, Maya, where are you going?

Why? How long to clear the print?

About 30 minutes.

Ah, America.

The technology is staggering.

Go ahead, sir.

You know, a few prints on file in the States were screwed.

Well, actually, in the course of doing business with your country, I've had

certain difficulties.

What sort of difficulties are you talking about? I'm wanted by the FBI,

don't worry.

I've taken precautions.

What precautions?

Senor Duarte.

Ah, Wooden Fowler.

Thank you for letting me come on such short notice. Oh, I'm always happy to

trade ideas with a fellow canologist.

My liaison, Detective Ellison. Nice to see you.

Si, nos dieron codigos falsos, pero ya estamos resolviendo el problema, senor.

Francisco.

Disculpe. Those men at the safe house.

Did you kill them?

Tengo que llamarlo luego, senor.

Oh, my God.

What have you done?

Oh, my God.

It was necessary.

Necessary? To make them understand that we were serious.

I can't believe you lied to me.

Maya, Maya, Maya.

Please, please, don't be naive.

Two lives are a small price to pay for all the good we can do with millions of

dollars.

Surely you understand that.

Yes.

Yes, I understand.

Good.

Good.

We house and feed 2 ,300 prisoners at an average cost of just over $20 a day.

Very impressive.

Tell me, is it true that you're holding Hector Carrasco here?

The reason I ask... because he was a prisoner of mine once.

Really?

Until his finest judge set him free.

Oh, I know what you mean. We lock him up, they let him loose again.

Is there a chance I could see Carrasco?

It would be quite satisfying.

As a last laugh.

The hell.

A little gloating is good for the soul.

Peter, we're going to 322.

All right, this is as close as we get. He's in protective confinement.

And you, Duarte, if you would sit there.

You'd be surprised to hear from me.

During this time at Cuelota, we became quite friendly.

Now, he's going to be able to see you just like you can see him.

Just speak into the microphone.

Hola, Hector.

Excuse me.

In the interest of security, now, you're going to have to speak English.

Ah, of course.

Hello, Hector.

It's your old friend, Warden Juan Carlos Duarte.

Yes, of course, sir.

Have you been Juan Carlos?

Good, but my wife has not been well. You remember her?

Maya?

Maya?

Yes, I do.

Is her condition serious?

I have sent for some specialists from Switzerland.

Switzerland? Yes.

But they are so expensive.

It's almost as though you have to ransom back a person's health.

I know several doctors in Santiago who are excellent.

That would be wonderful.

Could I have a pencil work, please?

Yes.

Take mine.

What are their names?

Well, there's Dr.

Sassulo. Dr. Pele.

There's, uh...

What's the problem?

That guy visiting from Chile, Duarte?

And he's got the report back on his print. Take a look at this.

That can't be right.

Where's Duarte now?

You've been very kind, Senor Carrasco.

De nada, Senor Duarte.

Please, send Maya my love.

I will do that.

Thank you, Warden Fowler.

I'll call the consulate in the morning, and they'll set up your tour of Chile.

Warden? What is it, Mike?

Warden, according to the security check, this man is actually Gustavo Alcante.

He's wanted by the FBI.

What? That's ridiculous.

Tell him the rest.

The report also says Alcante's been dead for three years.

Obviously. Mistake. I remember that case.

Who couldn't?

Alcante's been dead for three years.

Warden, I hate to break this up. I mean, there must be a computer glitch. We're

due to see the mayor in half an hour. We're running late.

Should I run them again, Warden?

No, it's okay, Pete. Thanks.

Senor Duarte Del Conte, you can walk through the walls anyway.

Come on, Dan.

Yeah, I got the code.

He wants one for verification.

It's account number 74653, Zasulo.

What is Zasulo?

Codes are all nameless. Soccer players from our childhood. I never would have

guessed.

You okay?

Just the excitement. Of course it's good. You get the rest when I get the

hostages. Now, what's the address?

It's in the marina. Where in the marina?

Slip 24.

Slip 24. We'll be there in 15 minutes.

I can't breathe.

Hang on. We'll come over.

Gustavo. Hang in there, Gustavo.

Stand up against the guard. I'll call an ambulance.

What the hell are you doing?

What I must do. That includes shooting you, if I have to, eh? How long have

been following us?

What's the other?

Since the prison.

I'm sorry, but this is between my son and me.

You've got to let the police handle this the right way, Gestapo. No, no, I can't

take that chance. Not with Maya's life in the balance.

Well, what about Sanford's life, huh? Are you going to be responsible for his

life, too?

And what about the promise you made to your wife?

San Francisco's violence was stopped.

Gustavo, you don't have to do this, Gustavo.

Yes, I do.

You know what to do?

Wait five minutes, then move in.

And remember, all that matters is my safety.

You were right about him.

I'm disappointed in you, Maya.

I should shoot you both right now.

Señor, señor.

He's here.

Your uncle is here.

Watch him.

Vamos, vamos.

Vamos. Apúrate, vamos.

Vamos.

Where are the codes?

Where's Maya?

You let her go, then I'll give you the code.

Don't bother stalling. Your two men won't be coming.

Face it, old man.

You're outmatched.

Simon, it's Jim.

No. You either give me the coat, or I kill her while you watch.

I slipped 24.

Better make it quick.

Gustavo's taking matters into his own hands here.

I'll have a lot better support there in an hour.

now, old man.

There's this guy. Kill him.

I just got a call from the FBI.

Did you know that there was a warrant out for Gustavo?

Evidently a flag went up when they ran his prints at the prison.

A couple of agents are coming to pick him up.

Oh, come on, Captain. I mean, isn't there anything you can do? I mean, I

know about you guys, but I've kind of grown to like the old guy.

Look, Sandberg, I know he's charming as hell, but he's still a wanted criminal.

It's my duty as a police officer to turn him in.

Uncle, for everything that happened... It's all right.

The glory of youth is to make mistakes and survive.

Be next.

Can I speak to you for a second? Excuse me.

Excuse us, Maya.

I'm going to be arrested, yes?

It's the Fed.

As long as Maya's safe, I don't mind a few years in prison.

Besides, I could use a rest.

FBI,

we're here to take Gustavo Alcante into custody.

Jim, they're here. Bring him on over.

So I guess I'll go to jail now?

No.

No, you're not going to go to jail.

The captain thinks that they're going to deport you and bar you from ever coming

back.

So we'll never see each other again?

I don't know about that.

he ends, he always gets what he deserves.

Adios.

Adios.

Take care of him, huh?

Man was a pure felon and a world -class pain in the ass.

I'm with you there.

So why do I feel like I let him down?

I don't know.

You okay, Chief?

Yeah. Yeah, I'm fine.

I'll be all right.

Sit here. My heart's open.

Get over here.

FBI, we're here to take Gustavo Alcante into custody.

Gustavo Alcante.

I think something's funny.

I think you want to talk to my captain, sir.

Simon! Simon!