All language subtitles for Tracker.2024.S03E11.WEB (SDH)

[♪ "The Wolf" playing on radio]

♪ Oh, honey
Don't you get funny ♪

♪ Thinking about
The way we keep running ♪

♪ Till dust in the ground ♪

♪ Oh, honey
Don't you feel funny ♪

♪ Walking around... ♪

Hey, Ben, are you almost done?
'Cause I really gotta go.

Uh... Almost. Go on.

-I got you.
-[sighs] You're the best.

Hey, a bunch of us
are getting together
by Sam's tonight.

If you wanna come by,
hit me up.

[chuckles] Uh, I'm pretty beat.

Think I'm just gonna
lock up and stay home
and call it a night.

Right.

So, next time.

Next time.

All right, later, Ben.

Uh, hey, you need a ride
to your car?

Nah. I'm good.

♪ Boy, I've tried ♪

♪ To crystallize
You gotta give-- ♪

[music stops]

[vehicle approaching]

[tires screech]

-[bell chimes]
-[person] Okay,
you guys can go.

Mr. and Mrs. Pateras?

Ah, Mr. Shaw.
Thank you so much for coming.

I came as quickly as I could.
Uh, there someplace else
you wanna talk?

No, here is fine.
Everyone knows
what's happening with Ben.

So he's been gone
since last night.

-He never came home
after his shift.
-Twelve hours.

Yeah. We've been trying
his cell all night,
his friends.

No one has heard anything
from him.

Now, we know he's 18,

but it's not like him
to disappear like this,

you know, without a call
or something.

-You contacted the police?
-[Mrs. Pateras] Of course.

They said unless there's
signs of foul play,

it could be
a voluntary disappearance.

Are there any circumstances
in your son's life
I should know about?

Anything in particular?

Ben never deposited the cash
into the bank last night.

How much cash we talking about?

Would've been
a few thousand dollars.

Is there a chance
he was robbed?

[Mrs. Pateras]
Yes, it's very possible.

There have been
a lot of muggings
in the area recently.

I see.

I hate to ask, um...

Any possibility, maybe...

maybe your son took the money?

There have been changes in
Ben's behavior.

Okay. Like what?

He's 18. He's restless. He's
trying to figure his life out.

That's not a crime.

It's why we called you,
Mr. Shaw. We're at a loss.

We're not rich,
but we pulled together
$10,000 for the reward.

Now, if Ben is hurt or...
or even in trouble,

we-we just need to find him.

Yeah, I'm gonna do
everything I can.

[♪ theme music playing]

It's over here.

-Okay, which one is Ben's?
-Uh, 25.

So, he doesn't keep all of
his stuff in the back office?

No, he wants his locker
by the other employees.

-Got it. May I? [stammers]
-No, please.

You mentioned earlier
something about Ben's behavior.

Is there anything in specific
you might share with me that

might help us understand
why he disappeared?

He's been coming home
from work, not talking,

just going to his room
for hours.

Any idea what he's doing?

He says he's online.

I try to talk to him about it,
but he gets angry,
so I don't push.

Hmm.

My wife,
she doesn't want to hear this,

but I don't think Ben wants
anything to do with this place.

He comes because we ask him to,

but maybe he wants to do
something else with his life.

He wants to help people.

-How so?
-Activism, maybe?

He's been vocal about
the, uh, problems in the world,

fighting injustice,
that kind of thing.

-That's good, right?
-I think so.

But my wife,
she thinks it's just a phase.

She, uh, wants to
keep him close.

Something in here.

What?

Spent cartridge from a Taser.

I didn't...
didn't even know he had one.

Depositing large sums of money
at the end of the night.

-Maybe he felt like
he needed protection?
-Maybe.

When he leaves here,
wh-where does he go?
Wh-What's that look like?

He locks up
and then he takes the trash
out to the back to the bin.

-Okay. Can you show me? Great.
-Yeah, th-this way.

The trash is this way.

Ben have a normal route
that he takes?

Most everybody uses the alley
before cutting up to the street

where it's better lit,
you know, for safety.

Yeah, that way.

What about that camera?
That record last night?

Antonia's been hammering me
for a month to fix it,
but it got away.

Something here. This is...

This is Ben's phone.

All right, so either he ditched
that thing on purpose

'cause he didn't
wanna be tracked,

or something happened to him,
made him drop it.

Your kitchen's
not open yet today, right?

No, not till 11:00.

The woman down there
is eating Stepho's.

Sometimes Ben gives food away
we don't sell on his way home.

[Colter] Excuse me. Miss. Hi.

Young man give you
that bag of food last night?

[stammers] Yeah.
Yeah, left it by the door
like he always does.

You see where he went?

[scoffs] I don't want
any trouble.

Oh, no, I don't want
any trouble either. No, no,
no trouble at all. Uh...

I-I just wanna know if you
saw anything. That's all.
He's... He's gone missing.

Uh...

We just want to know
if he's okay.

[breathing heavily]
A car drove up.

Big guy got out.

Dark skin, leather jacket.

Um... They were fighting,
sounded like.

That guy take Ben?

Yeah. Put him in the car,
drove off.

Anything else
you can tell me about the car?

Um... Coupe de Ville, maybe.

Oh, God.

-What? You know who owns it?
-Yeah.

Ellis Brawner. He used to work
at the restaurant.

Okay. Here you go.
Hey, take this.
Stay warm, okay?

Come on.

Ran that name you wanted.
Ellis Brawner?

And we got theft, assault,
minor drug charge.

Why do you think
he came for Ben?

Ben's father fired him
for stealing about a month ago.

Maybe he didn't go quietly.

Wait, you think he took Ben
to get back at his folks?

Anything's possible. Any other
connection between the two?

[Randy] Mm-hmm.

Got a number of calls
going back and forth
between them last night.

I don't know. Maybe Ellis
was threatening him?

Hmm. Maybe.
Where am I gonna find this guy?

Found his apartment.
Sending it to you now.

-[phone beeps]
-Thanks, Randy.

[sighs]
Hey, is Colter all right?

Yeah, we might have something
on this missing
18-year-old kid.

Good. Well, I am just
about to walk into a meeting,

so if you guys need a hand
with anything, let me know.

You going to a meeting
with bubbly?

I don't wanna jinx it,
but it could be good for us.

Ooh. Goody-goody.
Sending you all the good vibes.

Well, I will take them.

Maxine, all I have is
this swill lying around,
so there's no promises.

Well, we'd better make sure
it's swill.

We better. And my assistant
is ordering us some food in.

[Maxine] Great.

[inhales deeply] So, I heard
about your work in Houston

from a friend of mine
down there.

The private jet broker case
and that little domestic issue.

Yeah. That got kinda messy,
didn't it?

But we cleaned up
pretty nicely.

Minimal leaks, or so I thought.

[Maxine]
Oh. That's all I heard.

Grant Hardwick told me
when I called around about you.

Don't worry,
that's the only tea he spilled.

[pops]

He did say you were
a killer, though.

I like that you did
your homework on me.

Not homework. It's the job.

Hmm.

[swallows] Horrible.

A gift from one of
my more difficult clients.

Well, bastards always give
as good as they take, right?

-I mean, every time.
-Mm-hmm.

So... [sighs] ...tell me,
how can I be of help?

Help's not really
the right word.

So, our firm has taken on
a case against a real estate
development giant.

Class action, lotta layers,
lotta billable hours.

This case requires
more man power
than we can muster internally,

so I pitched my partners
on looking to co-counsel
outside the firm.

Find a few... [sighs]
...snipers, such as yourself,
and let 'em loose.

With the full guidance
and protection of the firm,
of course.

It's just, in a case this size,

it's, you know,
those little things
that can kill you at trial.

Yeah, little things.

What I just heard was
"grunt work."

I was gonna say shoe-leather,
but...

Oh.

Look, I think
if this ends up being a match,

it could be
very, very worth your while.

In return, we are in a position
to flow very promising clients
your way.

We think
this could be a mutually
beneficial situation.

If it's something
you're up for, that is.

Okay, I will do my research,

make sure that I can deliver
on what you're asking.

You know,
devil's in the details.

-Always.
-Mm-hmm.

Send me the files.
I'll have a look.

NDA first. Then the files.

Of course.

[door closes]

[doorbell rings]

[lock clicks]

[lock clicks]

[♪ ominous music playing]

[lock clicking]

Well, we need to talk.

[♪ tense music playing]

[grunts]

You all right? You okay?

[panting]

[Colter] Hey, stop!

[panting]

[door slams]

[both grunt]

-[yelps, groans]
-[grunts]

[panting]

Where's Ben Pateras?

You picked him up last night.
What'd you do to him?

-I didn't do nothing.
-His parents fired you.
What is this, payback?

What? That was
a misunderstanding, bro.

I didn't steal nothing,
all right?

Man, I-I was just trying
to pick up some overlays
Ben left in one of the lockers.

His dad caught me,

and I didn't wanna rat Ben out,
so I took the fall. That's it.

Ben's my boy.
We're business partners.

[Ellis grunts]

-What are you running?
Fake IDs?
-[panting]

Yeah, man,
we got an ID business.

Ben's the tech side of it.
I know the folks that need 'em.

Were you working together
last night?

No. No, he-he just
called me out of nowhere,
asked me to pick him up ASAP,

so-so I peeled over,
and I just yelled at him
for dragging my ass out of bed.

He needed something in a hurry?

Yeah. He had to grab some IDs
and buy my car off me.

-Your Coupe de Ville?
-No.

No, man, I got a junker
sitting on the side,

just not doing me no good.

So, yeah, I hooked him up.

He pay cash?

That's the only thing I take.

-Why?
-He took it from
the restaurant.

Why would he need a car?

He-He didn't say.

-But, man, he-he was stressing.
-Something about your business?

No, he would've told me that.

Man, this felt personal.

So I was like, "Yeah,
all good, man. You-You want
the car, you got it."

It might have been about
some girl. I overheard him
talking on the phone.

Seen him since?

No. Is he okay?

I don't know.
Parents are worried.
He didn't make it home.

Damn.

Man, I hope he didn't get into
anything stupid with those IDs.

[sighs]

-That laptop at your place,
is that Ben's?
-Yeah, why?

'Cause I need to take
a look at it. That's why.

[Randy] Mm-mm-mmm.

Seriously? There's more?

I cannot believe
this lady's sending over
all these damn files.

-Yeah.
-Has no one ever digitized
any of this?

Apparently, Reenie says
that big firms are like
old ships that turn slow.

[chuckles]

All right,
what does this lady, Max,
actually want us to do?

Her firm is filing
a class action suit against
some big real estate developer,

and they want us
to find witnesses

that can speak to the company's
corporate malfeasance.

Why do they want Reenie
to do that?

I don't know.
I guess they heard good things?

Come on,
you seeing what I'm seeing?

-It's a little sus, right?
-[scoffs]

I mean, it cannot be as simple
as just running down
some witnesses.

I think Reenie likes
that Max is kind of a badass.

[scoffs] You mean "scary."

-So scary.
-Very scary.

-Terrifying. I can't...
[chuckles]
-Like... Yeah.

Anyway, Reenie's hoping you can
run these names for her.

She's still debating
whether to take the case

and wants to talk to some of
these people, figure out
what she'd be getting into.

-I'm on it.
-Thank you.

-[chuckling] You're welcome.
-[phone buzzing]

What's up, man? You find Ellis?

Yeah. Turns out
he didn't kidnap Ben.

They were working together
as business partners
selling fake IDs.

I sold some fake IDs
one summer.

Almost got pinched. Twice.

He needed IDs and a car.

-Maybe it had to do with
some girl.
-[Randy] A client?

Ellis doesn't seem to think so,
but I've got Ben's laptop.

-Can you get into this thing
via my phone?
-Let's do it.

Should take me two seconds.
[scatting]

[laptop chimes]

Whoa.

Looks like Ben wrote
his own code over the default.
I'm impressed.

Sorry, bro, it's gonna
take me a minute
to find my work-around.

All right, in the meantime,

I'm gonna send you information
on the car that Ben bought.

Okay.

All right, that's an old car.
It won't have a GPS.

Let me see what I can do.

Boom. All right, got a hit.

Looks like
a traffic cam picked it up
about an hour ago across town.

-Then I lose it.
-Where did it pick him up?

Next to some scrapyard.

-Will you send me an address?
-Yeah, already did.

I got it. Thanks, Randy.

You got it, man.

[lock clicks]

[siren blares]

[shutter clicks]

[detective] Colter Shaw?

-Yeah.
-Detective Blake.

-Thanks for calling this in.
-Yeah.

-Did you ID the victim yet?
-Nadia Fedosh.

Here from Romania
on a tourist visa
that expired three months ago.

Gonna ask you
to keep this to yourself.
I'm putting out a BOLO on Ben.

Oh, no, Ben didn't kill
that young lady.

No, no, someone else did.
They ditched the body here
with the car.

What makes you say that?

Let me show you what
I found here. Look at this.

You have two sets of
tire tracks right here.

Someone drove Ben's car
in here, right?

And then took off in another.

Or it's just another car
drove in, unconnected.

I thought about that.
I don't think so because
this here. See that?

These are drag marks
from where the body was
dragged over into the trunk.

Bet if you look at the body,
you're gonna find dirt on it.

Yeah. There was.

So whoever took Ben
was here and has something
to do with that body.

Take my card.

If you find out anything else,
let me know.

I will. Thank you, Detective.

Hey, Randy. Were you able
to get into Ben's laptop?

[Randy] Wasn't easy, but yes.

Look, all I did
was create a virus

that tricked the system
into going into default.

From there, coded the back door
to get me in.

-Any idea
what kind of trouble he was in?
-Yeah, nothing there.

Just got a bunch of IDs,
some finished,
some in progress.

Anything for a Nadia Fedosh?

A girl's body
was found in a car
that Ben got from Ellis.

Damn, man.

-Uh... Let's... Let me search.
-[typing]

Here we go.
[sighs] Nadia Fedosh.

I got photos. I got a license.
Looks like Ben was trying
to make her a green card.

-So, what you thinking?
Ellis set Ben up?
-No, I don't think so.

The only thing Ellis
seemed to know is that Ben
was worried about some girl.

-[Randy] The girl
must be Nadia, right?
-Yeah.

I wonder why Ben
wouldn't tell Ellis about her.

Maybe she was
more than just a client.

Maybe. Or maybe she got herself
into a situation.

Ben didn't want Ellis
to get involved.

Okay, so, Ben goes to drop off
the IDs, and he gets taken by
whoever killed Nadia?

That's what I'm thinking.

You got an address for her?

[typing]

The address on the ID Ben
gave her is fake and there's
no other address on file.

Okay.
Hey, what about the, uh...
the photo that was sent?

There a way we can find out
where that was taken?

Oh. You're good. [chuckles]

Yeah, let me see
if I can strip the metadata.
Maybe we'll get lucky.

No way.

Boom. Got a geolocation.

The photo was taken
at some house that's
five miles away from you.

Sending it now.

-[phone beeps]
-All right. Thanks, Randy.
Good work.

[doorbell rings]

Can I help you?

Oh, uh, yeah.
Sorry to bother you.
My name is Reenie Greene.

I'm looking for Simone Arthur.
Is she home?

Can't help you.

Hi, yes, I am very sorry
to bother you, but I really
need to speak with Simone.

It's regarding her relationship
with a former employer,

Prater and Rockwell
Properties Group. Uh...

I believe she was
the site manager for Elk Run
Canyon Housing Development.

Look, I'm interviewing, um,
some potential witnesses
for a class action lawsuit,

and Simone's on the list, so...

any participation could
really help a lot of people
financially if we win,

including her. [chuckles]

[stammers] You...
Are you Simone Arthur?

I'm Josephine. Her mother.

Okay. Okay, great.
Uh, nice to meet you.
Is-Is she here?

-You wanna see Simone?
-Yeah.

Fine.

Thank you.

You people just don't quit,
do you?

"You people"?

What?

You think
you're the first lawyer
to come knocking?

You wanna see Simone?

There she is.

Um... [stammers]

I'm so sorry.

[sighs]
I-I truly had no idea. I...

-Wh-When did she...
-Two months ago. Cancer.

My deepest condolences,
Josephine, uh... Truly.

[Josephine] Like I told the guy
who came before,

Simone wanted nothing to do
with any lawsuits.

Okay.

Um...

I-I understand.

All right.
You can see yourself out.

[gun cocks]

[♪ tense music playing]

-[loud bang]
-[door creaks]

[♪ techno music plays
in distance]

[door closes]

[groans]

All right, Ben,
let's try this again.

[breathes shakily]

You saying Ben was at
some cam house?

[Colter] Yeah, it's like
a run-down house

and you walk in, you go
downstairs, and there's...

a bunch of rooms,
mattresses, webcam.

Looks like they were
locking these girls up.

Oh, I know what this is.

Predators luring girls
from foreign countries
with promises of being a model.

Only when they get here...
[chuckles]
...their passports are taken.

Yeah. You work or else.

So maybe Nadia
went to Ben for a fake ID
so she could get out of here.

But she got caught
by her handler. [scoffs]

And they had to make
an example of her.

Something's not adding up.

Nadia was killed
a couple of days ago, right?

Well, Ben was just here
in a room

with the name "Kendall"
written on the door.

His hat's on the floor.
There's sign of a struggle.

All right, looks like
Ben made Kendall an ID too.

Except this just happened
last night, bro.

So maybe that's who Ellis
overheard Ben talking about.

What, are you saying
he came there to rescue her?

[Colter] I don't know.

Tell you what, I got a... I got
a webcam here with a laptop.

Can you get into this thing?

Yeah, you know I can do that.

Got it.
Looks like recording started
when the camera hit the bed.

Here, take a look.

-[screaming] Ben! Stop! Stop!
-[Ben] Kendall, run!

-[Ben groaning]
-[Kendall screaming]

[grunting]

So maybe... maybe Ben
didn't come here to save Nadia.

Maybe he came here
to save Kendall...

and he was taken.

Gotta be connected
to Nadia's murder somehow.

[♪ suspenseful music plays]

Maybe Kendall found out
what happened to her friend.

She called Ben for help.
Where would they take him?

[Randy] House is rented
to some shell company.

[footsteps]

-I'll call you back.
-Colter.

Don't. Gun. Drop it.

Drop it.

[both grunting, groaning]

Where's Ben? Where is he?
I know you're head of security.
Where is he?

-Where did you take him?
-I was just told
to keep him alive.

-Why?
-[groans]

-Why?
-To-To find the girl.

-Kendall?
-[groaning]

Who's looking for her?
Give me a name.

Don't make me do this.

[groans]

Watts. [pants] Eliza, Nico.

They run this place.
That's all I know. [groaning]

[panting]

Eliza and Nico Watts.
Brother-sister duo.

Records for assault,
intimidation,

and they were persons
of interest in three different
missing persons cases.

-All having to do with women?
-Bingo. All here
on tourist visas.

Same as Nadia.

Yeah, but they could never find
enough evidence
to put them away.

Till Kendall found out
they killed Nadia.

Meaning she could actually
take them down.

Yeah. Now they're
cleaning up their tracks.

They're using Ben to find out
where they took her.

-Once they get
what they want...
-They're gonna kill him too.

We need to find out
where they took him.

[sighs] All right, uh,
anything in the guy's wallet?

Yeah, I got some cash here.
There's an ID, credit ca...

I got a...
I got a business card.
A place called Celebrities.

Okay, looks like Celebrities
is a nightclub across town.

Hold up.

Dude, looks like it's owned
by the same shell company

that's renting out
the cam house.

-Yeah, I just sent you a pin.
-I'm on my way.

Be careful, dawg.

[tires squealing]

[♪ techno music playing]

[DJ] Auto-tune check, check.
Auto-tune, auto-tune.

Check one. Check two.

[phone ringing]

What's up?

Copy that.
Yeah, I'll take care of it.

[door creaks, rattles]

[thug] All right.

-Well... [sighs] ...sorry, kid.
-[grunting]

[thug] It's nothing personal.

-[Colter grunts]
-[thug groaning]

[both grunting, groaning]

-[Colter] Come on. Come on.
-[choking]

[panting]

-It's okay. It's okay.
You're okay.
-[Ben whimpers]

I'm here to help you.

-Who are you?
-Colter. Your parents hired me.

-My parents?
-Come on.

We gotta get
the hell out of here.

Wait, no. No, I can't go.
I have to save her.

-Kendall?
-You didn't see it.

The-They went through
my burner, figured out
where she's hiding.

They're on their way
to kill her.

[tires squealing]

[sighs] Kendall's phone's
still going to voicemail.

Do you think her battery died?

Why didn't Kendall go to the
cops as soon as she found out
what happened to Nadia?

[stammers] When she found
Nadia's body hidden in
the closet, she panicked,

and thought she'd
get blamed for it somehow,
or maybe even deported.

Got it. So she called you.

I set up a place for us to go,
to hide out until we could
come up with a plan.

That why you ditched
your phone? You were
gonna run away together?

I wanted to help her.
I couldn't call the cops.

-I couldn't tell my parents.
-You thought
you could save her.

I had no idea what her
and Nadia were involved in.

And then one day
she told me the truth.

The-They're victims,
living like prisoners.

So why'd you make an ID
for Nadia first?

She'd been there longer.
It was time for her to go.

-Kendall was waiting--
-Hold on, hold on.

She's waiting on who?

For me.

So how do you know she's gonna
be at this place you set up?

That was the plan.

She's got no place else to go.

[knocks on door]

[Kendall] Ben, is that you?

[groans]

You've been
a busy girl, Kendall.

[whimpering]

No. No way. No, you stay here.

-I wanna help.
-Call the police.

Tell 'em what's going on.
I'm going after Kendall.

[typing]

[Kendall whimpering, crying]

Hey.

Easy now.

We don't want this to be
any more painful
than it needs to be.

Tell us who else knows
about what happened to Nadia.

Who else did you tell
besides the kid?

-[breathing shakily]
No one. I swear.
-Who else did you tell?

Get behind the car!

Let her go!

-[grunts]
-[Nico groans]

Nico! Nico!

[screams]

Come here. Kendall, come here.

-Put the knife down.
-[panting]

Put it down.

-You're gonna be okay,
all right?
-[whimpering]

-You're gonna be okay.
-[Kendall sobbing]

-[Randy] Yeah, thanks, Mom.
-[door closes]

[Randy] I love you too.
All right. Bye.

Hey. How's the job with Colter?

[sighs] He found the kid,
and his girl too,

and he shut down
the predators'
illegal cam operation.

In Colter we trust.

-Damn straight.
-[Reenie chuckles]

Hey. How did
your interviews go?

[stammers] Yeah, I mean,
they were mostly fine.

It's just this last one that
I went to, Simone Arthur--

I found out
she recently died of cancer.

-What?
-Yeah.

That's crazy that
that didn't pop up
in my search, though.

I know. [stammers]
There's something strange
about this case,

and I-I can't quite put
my finger on it,
but I don't know.

Something just feels off.

So, what, you gonna pass on it?

I don't know.
I'm not sure what's going on,

but whatever it is,
I'm gonna find out more.

Okay, so go get more.

[♪ "We Were Meant
to Be Together" playing]

[sighs]

[Mr. Pateras]
So, if we get to a place
where he can talk to us,

then he will not be like this.

[gasps]

Ben. Ben. Oh.

[Mrs. Pateras crying] Oh!

[Mrs. Pateras pants, sniffles]

Are you...

-[Ben] I'm okay.
-Y-You're okay.

[Mr. Pateras] Come here.

Dad, I'm sorry.

No, no, we're just glad
you're home. [laughs]

Um... There's someone
I want you to meet.

-This is Kendall.
-Hello.

Is it okay if she stays
with us for a while?

She has nowhere else to go.

It's nice to finally meet you,
Mrs. Pateras.

Are you hungry?

Oh, my God. Yes. [laughs]

Good.

I'll whip something up.
This way.

Thank you for everything,
Mr. Shaw.

Glad everything
worked out for you.

I can't help but think
if I'd have been more open,
more understanding,

maybe Ben could have
come to me, maybe I
could have helped sooner.

Oh, I...

I don't know. I think you did
everything the right way.

He's a great kid.

[speaks Greek]

It means,
"You were our savior."

We're forever in your debt,
Mr. Shaw.

Not at all.

Enjoy your family.