Programma Televisivo: Without a Trace - 5x14
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It depends how cool you are.
Abby Horton.
I guess I'm not that a cool girl.
Up and coming artist.
She was supposed to make the gallery owner for an opening.
Never showed up.
He came here and found the apartment like this.
What's up with all the photograhs?
Before these become paintings, they start out as photos.
Watch this.
Do they know they've been photographed?
I've been looking through these proofs, I don't think so.
They don't seem staged to me.
You know, they kind of remind me of surveillance pictures.
Well, that explains big lense from here.
You see this?
Sam?
Huh?
/ Sorry.
Ah..
Yeah, we got that JPG file out of that and..
these are the last pictures she took before she went missing.
Well, he was looking straight at camera.
You see that?
Over here, too.
He knows that she's there.
Look.
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And as soon as I saw the loft, I called the police.
I hope you let me clean that up before she gets back.
She won't like mess.
Did you see this man?
Ah, no.
She took a photo of him and then she disappeared.
Boyfriend, ex-boyfriend?
I don't know she has either.
When we had and opening last week, she didn't ask me to invite anyone speacial.
Now truth is, she might know him, she might not.
Most of these are strangers.
Well, that's me.
I...
ah...
I was with some friends after my boyfriend left me.
Had several drinks too many.
So she followed you and took a picture of you just before you threw up.
Yeah, I never saw her.
Abby calls it "Removed Reality".
Catching people in the middle of some unguarded moment, then distilling the image down to its emotional lessons.
Mr.
Blumenthal, we have some experience with surveillance and um...
when people get made they tend to be pissed off.
You know, I...
always just ah...
thought it is Abby's process but you might be right.
Just give me the picture.
If you just wait, Abby will be right back.
Keira, what's going on?
He want 'soldier leaving'.
My mother was here 3 days ago and saw that painting.
Well, I hope she liked it.
That's me, that's my brother.
I read about you online.
You took our picture?
Makes think you had a right?
This is none of your business.
I didn't mean to.
You even know his name?
No.
/ Mike.
He was 23.
Shot in the neck by a sniper.
He didn't even get to see how lucky the Jets were this past season.
Sir, we're all very sorry for your loss.
Yeah, I can tell you all are.
You look broken up about it.
And that's the last time I saw him.
Abby did tell me the next day she went to try to find him to give him the painting.
Did she?
/ I don't know.
Who's the woman who's there?
Keira Saunders, She's ah,, not-too-successful artist to work as Abby's partime assitant.
Is she around?
No, no.
It's weird.
I haven't seen her for several days.
Photograh the front and backs of all the paintings and the ones that have been ripped, take them to the lab for processing.
Got it.
A blue Subaru wagon.
OK.
Look, you have my number, so call me if you hear from her.
Thanks.
Hey, Abby Horton's assistant, she's evicted from her apartment for being delinquent on her rent.
And her roommate thinks that she might be living out of a car.
Does she have a cell phone?
No, her account was cancelled six weeks ago.
Why?
The night Abby went missing, she got a call from a payphone in 2 miles away from her apartment.
I'll run an APB on a Subaru right away.
Hey, by the way, did we find anything out about that guy that flipped out at the gallery?
Not yet.
I ran a search on a i-casualty from Mike or Michael, I got about 40 names.
So I'm still running them down.
So this restaurant, Moreno's, is in Brooklyn.
And the owner ID'd this guy as Gil Rusk.
Says he eats there all the time.
Gil Rusk?
you're kidding me.
No, why?
That guy's on his way for an interview right now.
His fingerprints were on Abby Horton's door.
Does he have a record?
No, he was printed as the part of a routine background check.
I'm gonna go change his accommodations.
See ya.
Alright.
So I looked online and did some research on the Hannah Montana concert.
Are you sure that's something's gonne be fun for three of us to do together?
It is gonna be a lot of fun for Sophie.
I don't know about me and you.
But it's okay.
Alright.
I'll buy the tickets.
Come here.
That's gonna be problem.
/ What?
I was wondering where I left that.
I know.
Is that you?
/ Yeah.
Who's the woman?
Who took these pictures?
I'm pretty sure that's not an answer to my question.
That's Gretchen.
It's my girlfriend.
We met for dinner before work.
And what's Abby Horton's connection to you and Gretchen?
I don't know who you are taking about.
This lady?
Why was she taking pictures of me?
Do you know her or not?
I saw her once.
A couple of nights ago.
Hey, Hey!
I mean it.
Let go of me.
Hey, lady.
Are you OK?
You want me to call the cops?
No, I'm..
/ You're OK?
Yeah, I will be, I guess.
Well, he's gone now.
If you're not busy, would you mind walking me home?
I guess..
It will take like 20 minutes.
I can get you a cab wherever you wanna go.
You don't have to.
Is something wrong?
You just remind me of someone.
So that guy was you boyfriend or something?
He's not worth talking about.
Let's talk about you.
It'll make the walk home a lot more interesting.
Dropped her off at home.
Made sure she got inside OK.
That was it.
And did she tell you anything more about what was going on between the two of them?
I asked her but she didn't wanna say, so I dropped it.
Did you good look at the guy?
Not really.
Tallish.
Someone like this, maybe?
It was dark.
/ Okay.
Where did you go after you had your dinner with your girlfriend?
To work.
I didn't leave 'till 3 in the morning I have to keep a log.
You can check it.
Well, we will.
It's weird to think someone's watching me.
I was just minding my own business.
This is getting interesting.
She goes from voyeur to stalker.
After that confrontation at the art gallery, seems odd that she risked being recognized.
Maybe she gets off on the danger of it.
I know.
You should check the area for survelliance cameras.
See if we can ID the guy that was man-handling her.
/ Alright.
Where are you going?
/ Catacombs.
They found Abby's assistant living out of her car.
Ah..
Keep me in the loop.
/ Sure.
That's not reason why we are here.
Where did you get these?
The artist gave them to me.
Abby Horton?
/ Yeah.
Do you have a letter or receipt anything that might prove that she gave them to you?
I didn't think I'd need anything.
Do you know where she is right now?
No.
/ You're gonna have to come with us.
Why?
/ Because Abby Horton's missing and I think you know more than you're telling us.
I swear.
Abby was going to destroy these paintings.
I was just trying to keep her from doing that.
And why would Abby destroy her own paintings?
I don't know.
I went over a few days ago, she was out of her mind.
The art store was back-latered on the Aspen Frame, so I...
Abby, stop it.
What are you doing?
The guy at the gallery was right.
I'm just a cypher praying on another people's tragedies.
You're interpreting their tragedies.
It's different.
It's art.
It doesn't make it right.
Why don't we talk to Dr.
Hillman?
He will help you to see that what you're doing doesn't make any sense.
I can't.
Sure, you can.
Where's his number?
He's not my shirnk any more.
Since when?
Since I slept with him.
I told her it's scree he'd even if she wanted to.
And that she should turn him in.
Did she?
She said she was gonna write a letter to the, what's it called, the APA.
I'm afraid you're gonna have to come downtown with us anyway.
What about my car?
Help her get her valuables out of the car, and we'll tow it to the FBI impound.
If she wrote a letter, APA would start an investigation and he could lose his license.
So maybe this Dr.
Hillman decided to shut her up before she could do any real damage.
Yeah.
I have been coming to me Abby for about 2 years.
She has ah..
sleep disorder, nightmares.
Anything specific?
Her nightmares are like yours and mine.
Ah..
they just seem to effect her more.
You know, APA was kind enough to send me this document.
Inappropriate behavior with a clent.
That's a catchy phrase.
Abby's a very troubled young woman.
I imagine that most of the people that come to see you are troubled.
Is it part of your therapy to sleep with them all?
I didn't sleep with Abby.
She might not have written the letter if I had.
You sounded upset on the phone.
Do you like this painting?
I'm not sure 'like' is the word, but I found it very moving.
I watched that woman beat right that child for 25 minutes.
I knew she was gonna hit her.
Why didn't I stop her?
You didn't stop her, Abby, because you couldn't.
Something in you needs to stay in these moments of pain and sadness.
For 2 years we've danced around.
I think it's time we face it.
I tried, today.
And all that happened is I found that everybody screwed up.
Not just me.
I just wanna feel good again.
You'll help me, right?
Abby, stop it.
Please, I'm so tired.
I want to sleep.
I just need..
I wanna help you.
But this isn't the way.
Just get out.
She called me 2 days later, told me she'd written a letter and that she's sorry.
Do you make a habit of making house calls to all your patients?
No, Abby..
There was something about her that I found appealing or sexy.
I'm not sure that doesn't reflect well on me.
Well, it certainly does not.
When was the last time you saw her?
That night.
She told me she was done with therapy.
She was gonna work everything out on her own.
And where were you 2 nights ago?
Symphony.
with a colleague.
You might wanna think about using a dating service.
Hey, Sam.
I can't find a single thing on Abby's whereabouts the day she saw Dr.
Hillman.
I can tell you what she did the day after These paintings.
Wanna ask me how I know that?
How do you know that?
She told Hillman she's gonna work things out on her own way, right?
Next day, she goes and buys two tubes of cadmium.
What's cadmium?
It's a paint.
It's um..
blood red, very expensive.
This color right here.
Now, her gallery says she never uses this color on her work before.
And check this out.
Oak something Highschool.
Oak Grove Highschool.
Hold on.
There was a call up here.
From Blumenthal Gallery to a number in Oak Grove just a few days before Abby disappeared.
The number was registered to a Bob Leard.
Bob Leard?
I don't know.
I'm her step-dad, sort of.
Abby's mom and I never got married.
Well, where's Abby's mom?
Died when Abby was in 7th grade.
There weren't any other relatives to take her.
It's not like I wasn't happy to have her.
I really love being Abby's Dad.
When she called last week, what did she want?
She said she wanted to come by and pick some stuff up and say hi.
I was really happy to see her.
It's been long time.
You find it?
Yeah.
It was right where I left it, my closet.
I didn't mess with anything.
I didn't know what you wanna keep, what you wanna throw away.
Your mother was very pretty woman.
You look a lot like her.
No, I don't.
Got the same eyes.
Nice to see you, honey.
I missed you.
It's been so busy, you know.
The painting and everything.
So you had some success.
/ Yeah.
Are the Hewitts still in town?
Mr.
and Mrs.
Hewitt moved.
Ian's still around.
I'd like to see him.
Ian's..
kind of lost his way a bit.
What do you mean?
He's in to drug.
Well, I'd still like to see him.
Let me drive you.
It's not a good neighborhood.
You don't have to take care of me, pa.
I'm a big girl.
I'll be fine.
She promised she would come back after she talked to him.
And she didn't.
Is that Hewitt with one or two 'T's?
Two.
/ Okay.
And do you have an address?
473 Miller street apartment B.
Let me ask you something.
What are the other photos in the box?
I assume her personal stuff once she lived in town, I really didn't look.
What about prom pictures?
Could be.
Did Ian and Abby go to highschool prom together?
How did you know that?
See, we find a painting.
They were as thick as thieves in highschool.
I've never seen the work Abby does before.
When she was little, she drew these fantastic happy pictures with lots of bright colors.
I guess we all grow up, don't we?
I guess so.
Did you find Ian Hewitt?
You think?
Because a neighbor saw a woman running from the apartment right before the police got there.
Well, what did she look like?
A lot like Abby Horton.
What happened with Ian?
I don't know.
The landlord says you're his girlfriend.
How about this woman?
Nope.
/ A neighbor saw a woman running from your apartment before they found Ian's body.
If it wasn't you, I'm guessin' it might be her.
Listen, I don't know anyting about anything.
Hey!
These track marks look pretty fresh.
Must be about to time to start to chase the dragon again, yeah?
What do you want?
For you stop wasting out time Have you seen her?
She showed up early last week, talking to Ian.
Forget it.
Forget it.
I don't need to be a part of, whatever, 12-step program you're on.
Ian, we can't go on like this.
I mean, look at you.
You look like you weigh 100 pounds.
And your arms.
Screw you!
So this is the way you want things to be?
I'm doing fine.
No, you're not.
Neither of us are.
I just think it's time.
All we have to do is tell the truth.
Damn bridge.
I know.
You and I are totally screwed up.
He's fine.
I'm tired of not being fine.
You do what you have to.
I can't help you.
Babe.
I don't think he was straight for more than 5 minutes after that.
Who was the 'he' that Ian talked about?
No idea.
What about the bridge?
I don't know anything.
Did you see Abby again?
She called later.
Wanted talk to Ian.
Kind of gave it to her.
Why?
/ Ian was a junkie.
But he knew his limit.
To the edge, no further.
If he fell off, it's because Abby pushed him.
I don't know if there's any relevance but this is the only painting that we found in Abby's loft that has a bridge featured in it.
The gallery owner says he's never seen it before.
Well, that looks like the guy in the prom picture.
Could be Ian.
Did you find anything more on him?
Only that Ian and Abby kept in touch 'till about 3 years ago.
Then the calls just stopped.
Is there anything else in the records that might help us to ID the other two people in the painting?
Nah..
nothing's poped yet.
Agent Taylor.
This is information you requested.
Thanks, Amy.
Well, I gotta believe that there are photographs somewhere that relates to whatever these guys are hiding.
Maybe the guy who trashed the place took it.
You know what?
I think Abby's step-dad can help.
Why is that?
/ According to Ian's checking account, he sends Ian 300 bucks a month.
Now, I wonder why he didn't tell us about that.
Secrets.
They're bitch.
Yeah, tell me about it.
Where are you going, Mr.
Leard?
I was feeling squirrelly.
I figured I'd go look for Abby.
Where were you gonna look?
I don't know.
Since you told me about Ian, I thought maybe around his apartment.
Around his apartment?
You're sure you don't know exactly where to look?
What do you mean?
Listen, sir.
We know that you're sending Ian Money.
What was it for?
He finds out you're diddling your step-daughter, What?
I love Abby.
So you decided to pay him off to keep him quiet?
You don't know what you're talking about!
Don't raise yout voice to me, Mr.
Leard!
/ Sam!
You got that?
Don't raise you voice!
Okay, listen.
Then tell us we should be talking about.
What was the money for?
She left town.
When she wouldn't let me help her, I guess I wanted to do something so I tried to help him.
Help with what?
I didn't know exactly.
Abby.
Hey, Abby!
What's wrong with you?
What's going on?
Nothing!
You've been crying.
Put something on and tell me.
You always say you want to be my father.
Fine.
You want to be my dad so bad, just stop asking questions.
Okay?
Abby, Honey.
/ Please.
Everything's gonne be fine.
I promise.
You should get cleaned up before you go to bed.
Maybe She was manipulating me, but I felt like I was all she had.
Have you never asked her what happened?
I didn't have to.
There was an incident that night out by the bridge.
A younger girl from Abby's school, she fell off, died.
So I'm gonna guess you were assuming Abby was there.
What about Ian?
Probably.
It was never quite the same.
I would never hurt Abby.
Well, sticking in your head in the sand instead of finding out what really happened wasn't helping her.
Thank you, sir.
We'll let you know if we need anything else.
Hey, you wanna tell me what was that about?
No.
Martin, did you hear anything from the sheriff's office?
Yeah, the cop who worked the case died 2 years ago.
But I was able to get my hand on the case summary.
This is the first part of it.
You know, Ian's dead, Abby's missing.
Why all this activicity 6 years later?br> Well, the victim had alcohol in her system, No trauma other than from the fall.
No sexual assault.
They pegged it for an accident.
Hey, brother, take a look at this.
Looks a lot like our vic, Marcia Rusk.
I guess this guy gets bonus points for being a good actor.
Okay, here we go.
Marcia Rusk, sophomore.
Survived by her mother and brother Gil.
What happened?
Did Abby feel guilty and tell you the truth about your sister, or maybe you saw one of her painting and recognized Marcia?
I've never seen this before.
That's your sister the night she died.
Why are you doing this to me?
What are we doing?
This ah..
This guy went highschool with your sister.
You recognize him?
He looks familiar.
That's Abby Horton, right there.
She looks a lot different now.
Other than 2 nights ago, when was the last time you saw her?
My sister's funeral.
Not many people came, at least not many peole her age.
One of us has to say something.
/ No.
I'm really sorry..
about Marcia.
I thought you might like to have this.
Did you take it?
When was this?
I don't know.
A couple of weeks ago, maybe?
It's very nice picture.
You took a very nice...
I'm glad you like it.
Well, Gil and I really appreciate you're coming tonight.
Don't we, honey?
Other than me and my mom, she was the only one that seemed to care that she was dead.
Would you mind going through the yearbook and see if you can ID the third kid at the funeral?
No.
Why don't you start at the senior class?
I think my mom always thought that Marcia went out to the bride and killed herself.
Would've been nice to know she wasn't out there all alone.
Hey, what do we got?
Made some progress.
Gil Rusk identified Adam Clark.
He lives in Baltimore, recently married the daughter of the big real estate developer.
And the marrige came with a nice promotion.
No wonder he didn't wanna come clean.
You know, I can't tell if this is him.
Can you?
Alright.
Adam Clark bought two metro tickets.
One to New York the day before Abby's disappearance The other back to Baltimore the day after.
I'll call the local PD to pick him up.
Oh, it gets better.
He also spent 200 dollars on auto repair at a transmission shop in Queens the day he was here.
Whose car?
/ Keira Saunders'.
Why was Adam Clark fixing your car?
Because he borrowed it and it broke.
Why would you let him borrow it?
He's a good friend of Abby's.
He needed a car, I lent him one.
You know, we have actually looked into Abby and Adam's phone records, and we can't find a single call between them in the past 5 years or any e-mails on her computer.
Wanna tell me again what good friends they are?
I didn't do anything to Abby.
You know, forensic is going over your car as we speak.
If we find anything related to Abby's disappearing, it's gonna be on you, not on Adam Clark.
Unless you make me think differently.
I thought he would give me some money.
For what?
The two of them.
They had a lot to hide.
The art store was back-latered on the Aspen Frame, so I...
Abby, stop it.
What are you doing?
Starting over.
/ You were really starting to sell your paintings.
Why would you..?
Wow!
Thses are incredible.
Really?
Come on, Abby.
Why don't you tell me about these pictures?
The photos I got from my dad's house, from highschool.
Marcia.
Wait a minute, one more.
Ian.
Thanks for riding me out of here, you guys.
Here you go.
I've had 3.
That might be enough.
Come on, Ian.
Rather drink beer.
You're such a putz.
Come on, watch your step.
What's going on?
Well, we call it Bridge.
And the name's little obvious, but at least we all know what it means.
Now, you see?
If she opens her eyes, she sucks.
Ian, I can feel the breeze.
It felt like forever.
Your turn, Marcia.
I don't think so.
Come on, we'll take care of you.
Close your eyes.
You're not gonna let me fall.
No way.
Oh, she's scared.
Now, wait for the kiss.
What are you doing?
Go on, she'll get hurt.
Just wait.
I think I'd like to open my eyes now.
Then no kiss.
Where are you?
Marcia, it's okay.
No!
You don't have ??
Adam convinced us not to tell anyone.
Why Marcia?
I don't know.
She had class with him.
She had a crush on him, I guess.
She was shy.
Kind of easy to make fun of.
Yeah, I know the type.
Since highschool, I kept hoping that one of these paintings would make me feel better.
But it never did.
How could it?
She said after that Ian guy died she'd been painting for two days straight.
I gave her one of her pills.
and she fell asleep.
And what time did you call Adam Clark?
About an hour later.
After I found his number on the Internet.
Hou much did he pay you for tipping them off?
When he brought my car back, he bought one of her paintings for 15,000 dollars.
Keira Saunders told us she called you.
Yes.
That woman called me.
As far as I can tell she's nuts.
Then why did you come to New York?
To see Abby.
I was worried about her with that woman around.
Marcia Rusk had anything to do with it?
Marcia?
/ Yes, she fell off the bridge.
Yeah, I know.
She was a nice girl.
Well, she didn't just fall.
Abby wanted to tell everyone what happened, didn't she?
And I'm assuming, of course, you didn't want that to happen.
Look, I didn't bring a lawyer here because I thought I was here to help find Abby.
If that's not why, I'll be happy to talk to you after my lawyer gets here.
Listen, the bridge.
Marcia with the same exact outfit she had the night she died.
Ian Hewitt.
And who's this?
You.
I..I do hope you some real proof.
'Cause otherwise that's just a very beautiful painting.
I should know I own one.
Listen, sweetie.
I'm really good at what I do.
So you should go get to the phone, so you can call that lawyer of yours.
He sounds quite confident.
Yeah, he's a little too confident.
Like a guy who knows where the bodies were buried.
And he's the only one with the real motive.
It won't surprise me if he broke into Abby's apartment and stole those photographs.
It just got from the forensics from the car.
No blood, but there was creosote underside.
What the hell is creosote?
It's an wood preservative.
They use it on railroad ties.
And?
/ And that bridge she's painting is train trestle.
This spiral search doesn't turn anything up.
Let's focus on the ravine.
We're gonna need to make molds of all the tire tracks around here to compare it to the car he drives.
I..um..
I want you to set up the perimeter.
Secure this area.
Okay?
And get forensics over here right away.
Go!
What are you doing?
Stop!
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It depends how cool you are.
Abby Horton.
I guess I'm not that a cool girl.
Up and coming artist.
She was supposed to make the gallery owner for an opening.
Never showed up.
He came here and found the apartment like this.
What's up with all the photograhs?
Before these become paintings, they start out as photos.
Watch this.
Do they know they've been photographed?
I've been looking through these proofs, I don't think so.
They don't seem staged to me.
You know, they kind of remind me of surveillance pictures.
Well, that explains big lense from here.
You see this?
Sam?
Huh?
/ Sorry.
Ah..
Yeah, we got that JPG file out of that and..
these are the last pictures she took before she went missing.
Well, he was looking straight at camera.
You see that?
Over here, too.
He knows that she's there.
Look.
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And as soon as I saw the loft, I called the police.
I hope you let me clean that up before she gets back.
She won't like mess.
Did you see this man?
Ah, no.
She took a photo of him and then she disappeared.
Boyfriend, ex-boyfriend?
I don't know she has either.
When we had and opening last week, she didn't ask me to invite anyone speacial.
Now truth is, she might know him, she might not.
Most of these are strangers.
Well, that's me.
I...
ah...
I was with some friends after my boyfriend left me.
Had several drinks too many.
So she followed you and took a picture of you just before you threw up.
Yeah, I never saw her.
Abby calls it "Removed Reality".
Catching people in the middle of some unguarded moment, then distilling the image down to its emotional lessons.
Mr.
Blumenthal, we have some experience with surveillance and um...
when people get made they tend to be pissed off.
You know, I...
always just ah...
thought it is Abby's process but you might be right.
Just give me the picture.
If you just wait, Abby will be right back.
Keira, what's going on?
He want 'soldier leaving'.
My mother was here 3 days ago and saw that painting.
Well, I hope she liked it.
That's me, that's my brother.
I read about you online.
You took our picture?
Makes think you had a right?
This is none of your business.
I didn't mean to.
You even know his name?
No.
/ Mike.
He was 23.
Shot in the neck by a sniper.
He didn't even get to see how lucky the Jets were this past season.
Sir, we're all very sorry for your loss.
Yeah, I can tell you all are.
You look broken up about it.
And that's the last time I saw him.
Abby did tell me the next day she went to try to find him to give him the painting.
Did she?
/ I don't know.
Who's the woman who's there?
Keira Saunders, She's ah,, not-too-successful artist to work as Abby's partime assitant.
Is she around?
No, no.
It's weird.
I haven't seen her for several days.
Photograh the front and backs of all the paintings and the ones that have been ripped, take them to the lab for processing.
Got it.
A blue Subaru wagon.
OK.
Look, you have my number, so call me if you hear from her.
Thanks.
Hey, Abby Horton's assistant, she's evicted from her apartment for being delinquent on her rent.
And her roommate thinks that she might be living out of a car.
Does she have a cell phone?
No, her account was cancelled six weeks ago.
Why?
The night Abby went missing, she got a call from a payphone in 2 miles away from her apartment.
I'll run an APB on a Subaru right away.
Hey, by the way, did we find anything out about that guy that flipped out at the gallery?
Not yet.
I ran a search on a i-casualty from Mike or Michael, I got about 40 names.
So I'm still running them down.
So this restaurant, Moreno's, is in Brooklyn.
And the owner ID'd this guy as Gil Rusk.
Says he eats there all the time.
Gil Rusk?
you're kidding me.
No, why?
That guy's on his way for an interview right now.
His fingerprints were on Abby Horton's door.
Does he have a record?
No, he was printed as the part of a routine background check.
I'm gonna go change his accommodations.
See ya.
Alright.
So I looked online and did some research on the Hannah Montana concert.
Are you sure that's something's gonne be fun for three of us to do together?
It is gonna be a lot of fun for Sophie.
I don't know about me and you.
But it's okay.
Alright.
I'll buy the tickets.
Come here.
That's gonna be problem.
/ What?
I was wondering where I left that.
I know.
Is that you?
/ Yeah.
Who's the woman?
Who took these pictures?
I'm pretty sure that's not an answer to my question.
That's Gretchen.
It's my girlfriend.
We met for dinner before work.
And what's Abby Horton's connection to you and Gretchen?
I don't know who you are taking about.
This lady?
Why was she taking pictures of me?
Do you know her or not?
I saw her once.
A couple of nights ago.
Hey, Hey!
I mean it.
Let go of me.
Hey, lady.
Are you OK?
You want me to call the cops?
No, I'm..
/ You're OK?
Yeah, I will be, I guess.
Well, he's gone now.
If you're not busy, would you mind walking me home?
I guess..
It will take like 20 minutes.
I can get you a cab wherever you wanna go.
You don't have to.
Is something wrong?
You just remind me of someone.
So that guy was you boyfriend or something?
He's not worth talking about.
Let's talk about you.
It'll make the walk home a lot more interesting.
Dropped her off at home.
Made sure she got inside OK.
That was it.
And did she tell you anything more about what was going on between the two of them?
I asked her but she didn't wanna say, so I dropped it.
Did you good look at the guy?
Not really.
Tallish.
Someone like this, maybe?
It was dark.
/ Okay.
Where did you go after you had your dinner with your girlfriend?
To work.
I didn't leave 'till 3 in the morning I have to keep a log.
You can check it.
Well, we will.
It's weird to think someone's watching me.
I was just minding my own business.
This is getting interesting.
She goes from voyeur to stalker.
After that confrontation at the art gallery, seems odd that she risked being recognized.
Maybe she gets off on the danger of it.
I know.
You should check the area for survelliance cameras.
See if we can ID the guy that was man-handling her.
/ Alright.
Where are you going?
/ Catacombs.
They found Abby's assistant living out of her car.
Ah..
Keep me in the loop.
/ Sure.
That's not reason why we are here.
Where did you get these?
The artist gave them to me.
Abby Horton?
/ Yeah.
Do you have a letter or receipt anything that might prove that she gave them to you?
I didn't think I'd need anything.
Do you know where she is right now?
No.
/ You're gonna have to come with us.
Why?
/ Because Abby Horton's missing and I think you know more than you're telling us.
I swear.
Abby was going to destroy these paintings.
I was just trying to keep her from doing that.
And why would Abby destroy her own paintings?
I don't know.
I went over a few days ago, she was out of her mind.
The art store was back-latered on the Aspen Frame, so I...
Abby, stop it.
What are you doing?
The guy at the gallery was right.
I'm just a cypher praying on another people's tragedies.
You're interpreting their tragedies.
It's different.
It's art.
It doesn't make it right.
Why don't we talk to Dr.
Hillman?
He will help you to see that what you're doing doesn't make any sense.
I can't.
Sure, you can.
Where's his number?
He's not my shirnk any more.
Since when?
Since I slept with him.
I told her it's scree he'd even if she wanted to.
And that she should turn him in.
Did she?
She said she was gonna write a letter to the, what's it called, the APA.
I'm afraid you're gonna have to come downtown with us anyway.
What about my car?
Help her get her valuables out of the car, and we'll tow it to the FBI impound.
If she wrote a letter, APA would start an investigation and he could lose his license.
So maybe this Dr.
Hillman decided to shut her up before she could do any real damage.
Yeah.
I have been coming to me Abby for about 2 years.
She has ah..
sleep disorder, nightmares.
Anything specific?
Her nightmares are like yours and mine.
Ah..
they just seem to effect her more.
You know, APA was kind enough to send me this document.
Inappropriate behavior with a clent.
That's a catchy phrase.
Abby's a very troubled young woman.
I imagine that most of the people that come to see you are troubled.
Is it part of your therapy to sleep with them all?
I didn't sleep with Abby.
She might not have written the letter if I had.
You sounded upset on the phone.
Do you like this painting?
I'm not sure 'like' is the word, but I found it very moving.
I watched that woman beat right that child for 25 minutes.
I knew she was gonna hit her.
Why didn't I stop her?
You didn't stop her, Abby, because you couldn't.
Something in you needs to stay in these moments of pain and sadness.
For 2 years we've danced around.
I think it's time we face it.
I tried, today.
And all that happened is I found that everybody screwed up.
Not just me.
I just wanna feel good again.
You'll help me, right?
Abby, stop it.
Please, I'm so tired.
I want to sleep.
I just need..
I wanna help you.
But this isn't the way.
Just get out.
She called me 2 days later, told me she'd written a letter and that she's sorry.
Do you make a habit of making house calls to all your patients?
No, Abby..
There was something about her that I found appealing or sexy.
I'm not sure that doesn't reflect well on me.
Well, it certainly does not.
When was the last time you saw her?
That night.
She told me she was done with therapy.
She was gonna work everything out on her own.
And where were you 2 nights ago?
Symphony.
with a colleague.
You might wanna think about using a dating service.
Hey, Sam.
I can't find a single thing on Abby's whereabouts the day she saw Dr.
Hillman.
I can tell you what she did the day after These paintings.
Wanna ask me how I know that?
How do you know that?
She told Hillman she's gonna work things out on her own way, right?
Next day, she goes and buys two tubes of cadmium.
What's cadmium?
It's a paint.
It's um..
blood red, very expensive.
This color right here.
Now, her gallery says she never uses this color on her work before.
And check this out.
Oak something Highschool.
Oak Grove Highschool.
Hold on.
There was a call up here.
From Blumenthal Gallery to a number in Oak Grove just a few days before Abby disappeared.
The number was registered to a Bob Leard.
Bob Leard?
I don't know.
I'm her step-dad, sort of.
Abby's mom and I never got married.
Well, where's Abby's mom?
Died when Abby was in 7th grade.
There weren't any other relatives to take her.
It's not like I wasn't happy to have her.
I really love being Abby's Dad.
When she called last week, what did she want?
She said she wanted to come by and pick some stuff up and say hi.
I was really happy to see her.
It's been long time.
You find it?
Yeah.
It was right where I left it, my closet.
I didn't mess with anything.
I didn't know what you wanna keep, what you wanna throw away.
Your mother was very pretty woman.
You look a lot like her.
No, I don't.
Got the same eyes.
Nice to see you, honey.
I missed you.
It's been so busy, you know.
The painting and everything.
So you had some success.
/ Yeah.
Are the Hewitts still in town?
Mr.
and Mrs.
Hewitt moved.
Ian's still around.
I'd like to see him.
Ian's..
kind of lost his way a bit.
What do you mean?
He's in to drug.
Well, I'd still like to see him.
Let me drive you.
It's not a good neighborhood.
You don't have to take care of me, pa.
I'm a big girl.
I'll be fine.
She promised she would come back after she talked to him.
And she didn't.
Is that Hewitt with one or two 'T's?
Two.
/ Okay.
And do you have an address?
473 Miller street apartment B.
Let me ask you something.
What are the other photos in the box?
I assume her personal stuff once she lived in town, I really didn't look.
What about prom pictures?
Could be.
Did Ian and Abby go to highschool prom together?
How did you know that?
See, we find a painting.
They were as thick as thieves in highschool.
I've never seen the work Abby does before.
When she was little, she drew these fantastic happy pictures with lots of bright colors.
I guess we all grow up, don't we?
I guess so.
Did you find Ian Hewitt?
You think?
Because a neighbor saw a woman running from the apartment right before the police got there.
Well, what did she look like?
A lot like Abby Horton.
What happened with Ian?
I don't know.
The landlord says you're his girlfriend.
How about this woman?
Nope.
/ A neighbor saw a woman running from your apartment before they found Ian's body.
If it wasn't you, I'm guessin' it might be her.
Listen, I don't know anyting about anything.
Hey!
These track marks look pretty fresh.
Must be about to time to start to chase the dragon again, yeah?
What do you want?
For you stop wasting out time Have you seen her?
She showed up early last week, talking to Ian.
Forget it.
Forget it.
I don't need to be a part of, whatever, 12-step program you're on.
Ian, we can't go on like this.
I mean, look at you.
You look like you weigh 100 pounds.
And your arms.
Screw you!
So this is the way you want things to be?
I'm doing fine.
No, you're not.
Neither of us are.
I just think it's time.
All we have to do is tell the truth.
Damn bridge.
I know.
You and I are totally screwed up.
He's fine.
I'm tired of not being fine.
You do what you have to.
I can't help you.
Babe.
I don't think he was straight for more than 5 minutes after that.
Who was the 'he' that Ian talked about?
No idea.
What about the bridge?
I don't know anything.
Did you see Abby again?
She called later.
Wanted talk to Ian.
Kind of gave it to her.
Why?
/ Ian was a junkie.
But he knew his limit.
To the edge, no further.
If he fell off, it's because Abby pushed him.
I don't know if there's any relevance but this is the only painting that we found in Abby's loft that has a bridge featured in it.
The gallery owner says he's never seen it before.
Well, that looks like the guy in the prom picture.
Could be Ian.
Did you find anything more on him?
Only that Ian and Abby kept in touch 'till about 3 years ago.
Then the calls just stopped.
Is there anything else in the records that might help us to ID the other two people in the painting?
Nah..
nothing's poped yet.
Agent Taylor.
This is information you requested.
Thanks, Amy.
Well, I gotta believe that there are photographs somewhere that relates to whatever these guys are hiding.
Maybe the guy who trashed the place took it.
You know what?
I think Abby's step-dad can help.
Why is that?
/ According to Ian's checking account, he sends Ian 300 bucks a month.
Now, I wonder why he didn't tell us about that.
Secrets.
They're bitch.
Yeah, tell me about it.
Where are you going, Mr.
Leard?
I was feeling squirrelly.
I figured I'd go look for Abby.
Where were you gonna look?
I don't know.
Since you told me about Ian, I thought maybe around his apartment.
Around his apartment?
You're sure you don't know exactly where to look?
What do you mean?
Listen, sir.
We know that you're sending Ian Money.
What was it for?
He finds out you're diddling your step-daughter, What?
I love Abby.
So you decided to pay him off to keep him quiet?
You don't know what you're talking about!
Don't raise yout voice to me, Mr.
Leard!
/ Sam!
You got that?
Don't raise you voice!
Okay, listen.
Then tell us we should be talking about.
What was the money for?
She left town.
When she wouldn't let me help her, I guess I wanted to do something so I tried to help him.
Help with what?
I didn't know exactly.
Abby.
Hey, Abby!
What's wrong with you?
What's going on?
Nothing!
You've been crying.
Put something on and tell me.
You always say you want to be my father.
Fine.
You want to be my dad so bad, just stop asking questions.
Okay?
Abby, Honey.
/ Please.
Everything's gonne be fine.
I promise.
You should get cleaned up before you go to bed.
Maybe She was manipulating me, but I felt like I was all she had.
Have you never asked her what happened?
I didn't have to.
There was an incident that night out by the bridge.
A younger girl from Abby's school, she fell off, died.
So I'm gonna guess you were assuming Abby was there.
What about Ian?
Probably.
It was never quite the same.
I would never hurt Abby.
Well, sticking in your head in the sand instead of finding out what really happened wasn't helping her.
Thank you, sir.
We'll let you know if we need anything else.
Hey, you wanna tell me what was that about?
No.
Martin, did you hear anything from the sheriff's office?
Yeah, the cop who worked the case died 2 years ago.
But I was able to get my hand on the case summary.
This is the first part of it.
You know, Ian's dead, Abby's missing.
Why all this activicity 6 years later?br> Well, the victim had alcohol in her system, No trauma other than from the fall.
No sexual assault.
They pegged it for an accident.
Hey, brother, take a look at this.
Looks a lot like our vic, Marcia Rusk.
I guess this guy gets bonus points for being a good actor.
Okay, here we go.
Marcia Rusk, sophomore.
Survived by her mother and brother Gil.
What happened?
Did Abby feel guilty and tell you the truth about your sister, or maybe you saw one of her painting and recognized Marcia?
I've never seen this before.
That's your sister the night she died.
Why are you doing this to me?
What are we doing?
This ah..
This guy went highschool with your sister.
You recognize him?
He looks familiar.
That's Abby Horton, right there.
She looks a lot different now.
Other than 2 nights ago, when was the last time you saw her?
My sister's funeral.
Not many people came, at least not many peole her age.
One of us has to say something.
/ No.
I'm really sorry..
about Marcia.
I thought you might like to have this.
Did you take it?
When was this?
I don't know.
A couple of weeks ago, maybe?
It's very nice picture.
You took a very nice...
I'm glad you like it.
Well, Gil and I really appreciate you're coming tonight.
Don't we, honey?
Other than me and my mom, she was the only one that seemed to care that she was dead.
Would you mind going through the yearbook and see if you can ID the third kid at the funeral?
No.
Why don't you start at the senior class?
I think my mom always thought that Marcia went out to the bride and killed herself.
Would've been nice to know she wasn't out there all alone.
Hey, what do we got?
Made some progress.
Gil Rusk identified Adam Clark.
He lives in Baltimore, recently married the daughter of the big real estate developer.
And the marrige came with a nice promotion.
No wonder he didn't wanna come clean.
You know, I can't tell if this is him.
Can you?
Alright.
Adam Clark bought two metro tickets.
One to New York the day before Abby's disappearance The other back to Baltimore the day after.
I'll call the local PD to pick him up.
Oh, it gets better.
He also spent 200 dollars on auto repair at a transmission shop in Queens the day he was here.
Whose car?
/ Keira Saunders'.
Why was Adam Clark fixing your car?
Because he borrowed it and it broke.
Why would you let him borrow it?
He's a good friend of Abby's.
He needed a car, I lent him one.
You know, we have actually looked into Abby and Adam's phone records, and we can't find a single call between them in the past 5 years or any e-mails on her computer.
Wanna tell me again what good friends they are?
I didn't do anything to Abby.
You know, forensic is going over your car as we speak.
If we find anything related to Abby's disappearing, it's gonna be on you, not on Adam Clark.
Unless you make me think differently.
I thought he would give me some money.
For what?
The two of them.
They had a lot to hide.
The art store was back-latered on the Aspen Frame, so I...
Abby, stop it.
What are you doing?
Starting over.
/ You were really starting to sell your paintings.
Why would you..?
Wow!
Thses are incredible.
Really?
Come on, Abby.
Why don't you tell me about these pictures?
The photos I got from my dad's house, from highschool.
Marcia.
Wait a minute, one more.
Ian.
Thanks for riding me out of here, you guys.
Here you go.
I've had 3.
That might be enough.
Come on, Ian.
Rather drink beer.
You're such a putz.
Come on, watch your step.
What's going on?
Well, we call it Bridge.
And the name's little obvious, but at least we all know what it means.
Now, you see?
If she opens her eyes, she sucks.
Ian, I can feel the breeze.
It felt like forever.
Your turn, Marcia.
I don't think so.
Come on, we'll take care of you.
Close your eyes.
You're not gonna let me fall.
No way.
Oh, she's scared.
Now, wait for the kiss.
What are you doing?
Go on, she'll get hurt.
Just wait.
I think I'd like to open my eyes now.
Then no kiss.
Where are you?
Marcia, it's okay.
No!
You don't have ??
Adam convinced us not to tell anyone.
Why Marcia?
I don't know.
She had class with him.
She had a crush on him, I guess.
She was shy.
Kind of easy to make fun of.
Yeah, I know the type.
Since highschool, I kept hoping that one of these paintings would make me feel better.
But it never did.
How could it?
She said after that Ian guy died she'd been painting for two days straight.
I gave her one of her pills.
and she fell asleep.
And what time did you call Adam Clark?
About an hour later.
After I found his number on the Internet.
Hou much did he pay you for tipping them off?
When he brought my car back, he bought one of her paintings for 15,000 dollars.
Keira Saunders told us she called you.
Yes.
That woman called me.
As far as I can tell she's nuts.
Then why did you come to New York?
To see Abby.
I was worried about her with that woman around.
Marcia Rusk had anything to do with it?
Marcia?
/ Yes, she fell off the bridge.
Yeah, I know.
She was a nice girl.
Well, she didn't just fall.
Abby wanted to tell everyone what happened, didn't she?
And I'm assuming, of course, you didn't want that to happen.
Look, I didn't bring a lawyer here because I thought I was here to help find Abby.
If that's not why, I'll be happy to talk to you after my lawyer gets here.
Listen, the bridge.
Marcia with the same exact outfit she had the night she died.
Ian Hewitt.
And who's this?
You.
I..I do hope you some real proof.
'Cause otherwise that's just a very beautiful painting.
I should know I own one.
Listen, sweetie.
I'm really good at what I do.
So you should go get to the phone, so you can call that lawyer of yours.
He sounds quite confident.
Yeah, he's a little too confident.
Like a guy who knows where the bodies were buried.
And he's the only one with the real motive.
It won't surprise me if he broke into Abby's apartment and stole those photographs.
It just got from the forensics from the car.
No blood, but there was creosote underside.
What the hell is creosote?
It's an wood preservative.
They use it on railroad ties.
And?
/ And that bridge she's painting is train trestle.
This spiral search doesn't turn anything up.
Let's focus on the ravine.
We're gonna need to make molds of all the tire tracks around here to compare it to the car he drives.
I..um..
I want you to set up the perimeter.
Secure this area.
Okay?
And get forensics over here right away.
Go!
What are you doing?
Stop!
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