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Mommy's gonna go open the doors and just hold on, okay?

Hello, my love.

Mommy's gonna pick you up.

One, two, three, up!

Ready?

There we are.

Okay, Mommy's gonna go put the groceries in. I'm gonna shut the door now, honey.

Give me the purse. Where do you go?

Down the trunk. Get it?

hour ago.

It's already made the national news.

Metro traffic has half its guys out looking for the car.

Who shot the tape?

Kid in a laundromat across the street. Saw a good -looking woman bending over.

The rest is history.

How old is the child?

Carter Evans, three months left, seen wearing a powder blue cotton and lycra

body suit.

Is the mother okay?

Physically, she's fine.

Cushion, cuts and bruises.

Well, maybe it wasn't a carjacking, Captain.

Maybe it was a straight -out kidnapping.

The FBI is treating it as such.

You're talking joint task force?

We need all the help we can get, which leads me to this. Everybody works. Tear

the city apart.

Where would you drop a kid?

Al, Dave, get back to the crime scene.

Okay. CD, Angela, we've got to blow up off the video.

The kid on the passenger side has a gang tattoo.

Check with the street gang unit. Use all personnel you deem necessary, and that

goes for everybody.

Michael, you take the parents' house.

Was it a random act?

where they're targeted, work with the feds.

We want the car. We want the Jackers. Most of all, we want the baby.

No, Chief, nothing yet.

I assure you, the FBI is receiving and will continue to receive our full

cooperation.

Yes, sir, we realize the gravity of the situation.

You bet. You'll be the first call I make.

After the mayor, the governor, and a couple of congressmen.

McCafferty.

Get your mitts.

Sit.

Let me rephrase that. Sit.

I got your page. Where is everybody?

What's this?

Bar fight.

Threw the first punch and the last. Broke the guy's jaw.

I got a situation.

I need you on it.

Travers? Yeah?

Aggravated assault and public intoxication. Book her in.

Inspector Eckstead will do the paperwork later. What unit are you driving?

607. Inform dispatch.

Until further notice, I'll be running this operation from the field. I'll be

unit 607. Have them wrap my clothes.

All right. You're riding with me?

We've lived out here less than a year since we left St. Louis.

We don't have any enemies. No one we know would do this. I mean, why?

This is all speculation, Mr. Evans, but if there is a ransom... Ransom?

With what?

Every penny we have is stuck in this house.

Why would someone pick on us? It doesn't make sense.

We're going to need a list of every person you can think of who might have

into contact with you, your wife, or your son.

How can this be happening?

Is there any... nothing new?

Any second I keep expecting... I don't know what I expect.

Beautiful smile.

That was taken a couple weeks ago.

My phone.

How old is he?

Actually, he's six now, but for some reason I can't stop carrying that

around. He was four months old.

Seems like yesterday.

Does he look like his father?

Mm -hmm.

Carter looks like Brad.

I guess boys are supposed to look like their dad.

Look what we got here.

Pretty ladies. You come to party with us?

Wouldn't like my kind of party.

You know them?

These gangbangers all look alike to me.

Trace, they say don't.

One of them's got your tag.

We don't know them, okay?

Hey, this is a violation.

So is this.

We're going to have to impound this vehicle.

Hey, lighten up, okay?

What?

Lose the hair and the goatee? This could be him. Of course, we'll have to shave

him to be sure.

You ain't going to shave nothing.

Except maybe your legs.

Whoever this is stole a three -month -old baby along with a car. We're just

trying to find the child before he gets hurt.

We're wasting our time.

Wait up.

You jacked the car with the kid inside?

Yeah.

Stupid.

Hector Gutierrez?

Maybe.

Pics would suck.

It's Hector.

You know where we could find him?

He's not in our clica no more.

He's nothing.

And you can't write out nothing.

Gutierrez Hector.

Good. Get it out to the troops.

Don't forget our federal front.

We need last known, any known associates, fingerprints, assuming he

record, and a better picture and description.

I know you know.

Keep me informed.

Now it's a step.

Who's this guy we're going to see?

Carl Roman.

Best teardown mechanic in the business.

Contact from my street days.

So he's still up and moving around there, Captain?

Ginny, do you really think, given our personal history, that a crack about the

age of your commanding officer is the smartest thing you could say under the

circumstances?

Probably not.

That's what I thought.

Ma? Hi.

Has Ben there?

What do you mean he's outside?

Where outside?

Well, how far down the block is he?

Ma, for God's sake, he's a six -year -old child. How could you let him run

like that?

Well, could you please just go check on him?

Yes, now.

Just do it, okay?

Hi.

No, it's all right. I don't need to talk to him.

I understand he's playing.

All right, Mommy, can you just, as a special favor to me, can you just keep

a little closer to home, please?

Yeah.

And just watch him, okay? Really watch him.

All right.

Thanks. Give him my love.

Hey, Carl, how you been?

Please, don't get up.

Good time with Caffrey.

Captain now.

Thank you.

Did I say you could get up?

Who's that?

Where are my manners? Let me introduce you.

Hi, Carl.

Carl, pay attention.

I'm going to ask you a question, and I want an honest, straightforward answer.

Sure thing.

Where would you take a Volvo to be chopped, assuming it was stolen on the

street, say, today, say, a couple hours ago?

Who's out there working?

Oh, wait a minute. Slow down.

Unclean with the captain.

Totally straight since I got out.

You're looking at a solid citizen.

No one tells me anything anymore.

Carl?

I know people talk to you.

And I know you listen.

And you remember, or you should, how upset and mean -spirited I get when

waste my time.

You said a football?

Happy Johnston and Oakland.

Maybe the Grady brothers in Vallejo.

I tried Pappy first.

Oh, that brings me back.

You know, I used to work out of that.

No, I didn't know.

I like your style.

You miss it being out here?

Well, life certainly was simpler, but I couldn't go back. You know, you move on.

This is McCafferty.

I need to find Lieutenant Stan Ellis over in Oakland.

Have him give me a call.

Vallejo PD auto theft.

We're guarding the Grady brothers.

I'll be here.

McCafferty. It's Ramirez. We got a Volvo on fire.

Where? Minnesota and 3rd. I'll meet you there. Got it.

Minnesota and 3rd by the port. We got a Volvo on fire.

Their cars have been number matches. Please reassure the parents there were

absolutely no remains found in the vehicle.

As far as we know at this point, it was simply abandoned and torched.

We don't know why.

We're still looking for the suspect.

Yes, Agent Miller, you have the first call I make.

McCafferty.

Stan, hey.

Yeah, I know.

Yeah, me too.

Uh, uh, listen.

Pappy Johnson and this carjacking thing.

Do you... You do?

Right.

No, at my place.

Yeah. Thanks, Danny.

McCafferty?

Oh, sweetie, I'm kind of in the middle of work right now. Could I... Well, I

haven't narrowed down to three places. I know that Chapel by the Sea is your

favorite, but it's more expensive than the others.

What up?

A lot.

Amanda, can we talk about this tonight?

No, I'll call you.

Okay, sweetie.

Bye.

Wedding -related problem number 137 to be solved by mom.

Man, whatever happens for me, I figure it's been drive -thru in Reno, quick and

painless. Could I give you Amanda's number?

Thanks for the show, Fector.

I just reacted.

Actually, I loved it.

Yeah, I bet you did.

Anyway, I owe you one.

They realize we're probably too late.

I don't think that way.

I didn't see it.

Seven kids I've raised.

None of them angels.

But not like him.

Hector was the worst.

Always in trouble.

Could you tell us where we could find him?

Mrs. Gutierrez, a child's life is at stake.

I kicked him out six months ago.

He stole from me.

From me, his mother.

Now, he comes by now and then to visit his brothers and sisters.

But I don't know where he lives.

He doesn't live in any one place.

And friends, girlfriends, anything that could help us out.

There was a girl, Luisa.

Hector stayed close with her.

I could get you her address.

Oh, and we'll need a recent photograph of Hector if you have one.

Life can turn out to be one big trap.

So what about you and Paul?

You guys gonna have kids?

Be a medical miracle. I have my tubes fried.

Really?

What about you and Dan?

Um, yeah.

When the time is right.

Mm -hmm. I heard that one before.

That's Pappy Johnston.

And then some.

Hey, Pappy, long time no arrest.

No more excitement, please. I have suffered from an acute heart condition.

on medication.

Well, then make sure and tell the prison doctor.

See, you've got this all twisted up, dear.

See, I was only there to visit a friend. You see, I had no idea there was...

any illegal activity of any kind going on in the premises, and all of a sudden,

the place is raided.

The place being your chop shop, containing evidence of at least seven

vehicles.

Chop shop. What is that?

We both know that's not going to fly.

Who's that?

Are we talking deal here?

Yeah. Here's the deal.

If you ever want to see cable TV, a hair dryer, blue sky, or a strawberry

margarita again, you'll tell me everything you know now.

Hector.

showed up this morning with a Volvo and some kid I hadn't seen before.

Yeah.

That's the punk.

Did they have a baby with him?

No.

You sure?

Yeah, I would have noticed. I got a couple of grandkids of my own.

What'd you do?

Threw them the hell out.

I don't need that kind of heat.

I watch the news.

Tell me about the white kid.

Mean.

Waving around this piece like some kind of gangster.

Were you able to get a good look at him?

Maybe.

Okay, tell you what.

We're going to put you together with a police artist.

And you're going to cooperate.

Assuming you do, you just might get to see those grandkids of yours again

they hit senility.

Ready to go into your mere monad?

Always. See you inside.

That looks like you're there.

I speak English.

We want to talk to you.

Can I help you?

That's your daughter?

Yeah, she's my Elena.

We're looking for Hector Gutierrez.

Why look here?

Hector's mother said you're in touch with him.

I haven't seen Hector in a couple weeks.

What's this about?

We think he was involved in the carjacking, the abduction of a baby.

Hector may have stolen a car, but he would never hurt a baby.

You saying you don't know anything about this?

Why would I?

Who's this?

I don't know.

You never seen him before? I told you.

Louisa, have you ever been in trouble with the law?

Look, I take care of my kid and I go to school, okay?

Who's got time for anything else?

You said Hector would never hurt a baby. Are you sure about that, Louisa?

My Elena is his.

He's her father.

I take care of her, but when he has money, he gives it to me.

He spends time with her, too.

Oh, yeah, I'm sure.

Tell us about Hector and stealing cars.

That's what he does.

That's why he can't be part of our lives.

Except for every once in a while.

He's not as bad as people think.

Mm -hmm.

And you don't know where to find him?

No.

Would you tell us if you did?

Does it look anything like him?

I don't know.

Yeah.

Who is he?

I don't know.

Well, how soon?

I can't say.

Well, then why say anything?

Look,

we know everyone's working very hard.

And we know it's been the hardest on you.

I'm sorry.

Don't be.

Copy that.

Any progress on finding the Gutierrez boy?

We got a dozen officers working on it.

Fingerprints off the burnt car?

Which was probably the point.

Hello?

All right, listen up. I got your kid.

I want $100 ,000, no funny money. You screw up and the kid's dead.

You got it?

How do I get you the money? Put it in a gym bag.

Small, unmarked bills.

No police.

No police. Just you, by yourself.

Pier 39, the Embarcadero.

I'll call you back.

You got two hours.

Wait, wait.

How do I know my son is okay?

He's on a cell phone.

555 -0182.

That's mine. It was in my purse.

Did you get a fic?

Got it.

Have to go to your ass.

Damn.

All right, the place is rented to a guy named Jerome Kittredge, 23, long rap

sheet, including armed robbery. He's been here about eight months. Photo ID

on the way.

No job, no visible means of support, but he pays his bills all the time.

It's outless. He relies on the kindness of strangers.

You think he was in on the carjacking?

It doesn't take three men to boost a car.

I think after the deal went bad, Hector and his buddy needed a place to stay.

Some of the tenants think that they saw somebody who looked like the other

carjacker hanging out with Jerome, but no one had a name.

Can anyone place the baby here at the scene?

A couple next door thought they heard a baby crying in here this morning.

Then they say it might have been the TV.

Is Jerome on the vehicle?

We're still checking.

Can anyone see him leave?

A couple of tenants thought they heard running footsteps down the stairs a few

minutes before we showed up. Yeah, I'm here, Captain.

Huh.

Hope you had a change of clothes.

I hope they needed one.

Okay, guys.

Eddie, what you got?

Still nothing on the second carjacker. We've been going street by street in

Hector's neighborhood with the drawing, and we're going to have to catch a

break. We're running down known associates of Jerome Kitridge.

Other than a few local hookers, we're coming up slim.

Al? Well, we canvassed again the area where the carjacking took place.

No one could put Gutierrez or the other suspect together with a car, and there

were no abandoned cars parked on the street in that vicinity.

Agnes, ransom?

Forty -five minutes from now, the carjackers are supposed to call to

drop -off.

Feds have the money ready. Follow teams, electronic backup surveillance.

Hopefully it won't come to that.

Jerome Kittredge has a car. It's in the shop. We're staking it out.

Okay, let's check local grocers, drugstores, anywhere they sell baby food

supplies. Got it.

Gutierrez at least had some experience caring for a baby. It's not good news

that he's dead.

Well, we're also backtracking the route between Jerome's apartment and the

carjacking site.

The usual doorways.

Dumpsters.

Okay, keep in mind that these are violent men.

They already split one guy's throat.

Right now, the safe return of the baby has to remain our number one priority.

As long as we're out there working, we've got a chance.

Excuse me.

No. No luck.

That'll make $100 ,000.

Sign for it.

A plain black bag.

All right, you got that? Yes, I understand. Go to the public phone.

go from there?

No police.

No, no, I'm keeping them out of this. No cops.

I swear.

No cops is right.

All you do is sit and wait right there. Remember, I'll be watching to make sure.

And if you're cool, we pick up the money and you get your kid back in one piece

and everyone goes home happy.

You've got an hour.

Please take care of my baby.

The kid won't shut up. All right.

Has he been fed?

He may be crying because he's hungry. He's just...

Pacific and Divisadero.

Pacific and Divisadero.

That's Carter's.

Oh, no.

This was found in the apartment.

But there was no sign that he was hurting anyway. Thank God. Miller, what

you got?

It'll be all right.

I promise. You'll be fine. Okay.

Doing everything they can. Public phone booth.

They were already gone when we got there.

We're dusting for prints.

We'll investigate. We'll see if we can get a line on the car they used.

Ex -dead.

All right, I'll tell her.

No other fingerprints were found in the apartment or in Jerome's car.

Are we missing something?

We

can't

take much more.

I'm going to go ahead and try to pay the ransom.

We're going to have that covered.

It doesn't feel right.

What's wrong?

Um, I gotta check something out.

You. Me.

What are you doing? Get out of my house!

Your daughter hasn't had a disease for a while.

When did Hector call you and tell you to go shopping for the baby? You're

dreaming.

Did you know Hector was dead, Louisa? They cut his throat.

Who was with him when he hijacked that car?

I don't know.

Who are you protecting, Luisa?

Where's your daughter?

Why?

Well, too bad I got to wake her. What?

What are you doing?

I'm taking her to child welfare. You can't.

When you took that call from Hector and you lied to me earlier, you implicated

yourself into serious crimes, Missy.

I got no choice.

Please don't take her.

It's okay. It's okay.

I have a son, okay? I know how it would feel. Like death.

Like Alice Evans, that mother sitting and waiting all day to find out if her

baby's alive.

You owe that to her, Louisa.

I owe it to my mommy.

You owe it to your daughter.

My mommy.

Lawrence Coletti, 24, wanted for multiple counts of armed robbery and

He and Jerome spent two years in prison together.

He's been in the Bay Area for less than a month. We have no idea how he hooked

up with Hector.

Where'd they kill him?

Hector told Louisa that he wanted to return the child. The supplies were to

the baby healthy until he could steal it back.

Coletti's planning on killing the kid, ransom or no ransom.

I mean, Louisa's scared to death of this guy.

She says that he enjoys hurting people.

How did we find him?

I have an address in Pacifica.

Let's go get him.

Surveillance video line is in.

Copy.

All clear.

open bravo

Remember, this is the original plan.

We don't know what changes might have been made over the years.

Walls knocked out, rooms added.

Visuals up.

Hey,

go check on the baby, huh?

Thank God.

All right, what are we looking at?

Uh, all right.

We placed our cameras there and there, which gives us POV here and this way

the kitchen. These are safe fields of fire here and here, assuming we hit our

insertion points.

My dad's a general.

I like it.

Where are they keeping the baby?

See if you can pinpoint that audio.

My people are in position around the house. The question's worth asking. Is

negotiation an option?

Not unless we want to wind up with a gun to the baby's head.

All right, so when we're set, we go on my signal.

Wait a minute, wait a minute. How are we going to know when to move if we don't

know where they're keeping the baby?

What are you thinking?

Well, somebody's got to go for the kid. Ignore the bad guys, locate the kid,

make sure he's safe.

Me.

Body armor.

Okay, one of these two.

Oh, bedrooms, all right.

It's probably this one. You can hear him crying in the living room.

We should cover the windows from the outside.

All right, I got it.

Okay,

I just need one more pass in front of the house.

I'll do it.

Looks good to go.

What the hell? Who is that?

We've got movement inside the house.

We've been made. I'm going in.

Wait. Stand down.

That's him.

That's also him. Oh, my God.

Oh,

my God.

Oh, my God.

Oh, my God.

Oh, my God.

Oh, my God.

Oh, my God.

Oh, my God. Oh, my God.

Oh, my God.

Oh, my God.

Oh, my God.

Oh, my God.

Cashmere sweater on sale at Neiman Marcus.

Oh, man. I don't remember a thing.

What about you? What does glory have? There were, what, 12 cops waiting to go

and you hit the door solo? Oh, please. As I recall, you were right behind me.

Somebody's got to watch your butt.

What about Miss Sting here with her army speak?

Oh, basic military intelligence.

There's an oxymoron.

Have a toast.

To a job well done.

A family restored and...

A safe conclusion to a long time.

Cheers. Hallelujah.

Cheers.

You know, how does anybody hold a

baby in their arm and think about hurting it or selling it or doing

protecting it and taking care of it? I mean, isn't that supposed to be

into every human being? Obviously not all human beings.

I have a toast.

To Hector Gutierrez.

Car thief.

Father.

On some level, at least he tried to do the right thing.

And to mother, one and all.

Speaking of which.

Oh, thanks.

Gotta go home.

I'll see you tomorrow.

Good night. My sense of party is dying.

Yeah, yeah. Looks like you're going to have to keep it going on your own. Oh, I

am fully capable.

All right. Good night. Good night.

Ah, that was great, Captain.

Anytime you want to hitch a ride with me, you climb on aboard.

You must have been really something in your day, huh?

Yeah, I was.

I had to be.

I couldn't afford to make even one mistake.

And that's why when I see a female officer, especially one under my

ignoring her training, department guidelines, and in my opinion, putting

brother and sister officers at risk, it really pisses me off.

Hey, I was right to hit that door when I did, and everyone else knows it.

Everyone knows you got lucky this time.

I was there. You weren't. I had intelligence inside the house. You

said wait. You went anyway.

We got the kid.

No one got hurt.

They got a shot off.

They missed.

But it didn't have to happen.

If C .D. or Angela had been one second slower, both you and Magda could have

wound up in the morgue. They backed me up, just like I would do for them.

Maybe.

But understand this, Inspector Eckstead.

If you hadn't gotten lucky, and if this wasn't a high -profile case that

ultimately made the department look good, I'd be asking for your badge now.

Next time I will.

Have a nice night.

Mommy? Space man, go back to sleep.

You found the baby.

You heard about that, huh?

I saw you on TV. You got the baby, right?

A lot of people help get the baby back safe.

If someone took me, you'd get me back.

Nobody's going to take you, Bobby. Don't worry about that.

But you'd get me back, though, right?

Of course I'd get you.