Ironside

He had this on him.

Hi.

What?

Where's the girl?

What girl?

Where's the girl?

I don't know what this is about.

It's about a kidnapping yesterday in Brooklyn...

You have the right to remain silent.

And the stolen car you dumped downtown

but not before you took it across the Williamsburg bridge

and got your picture taken, so I ask you again,

where is the girl?

You're crazy.

You have the right to speak to an attorney

before you speak to the police.

You're lucky your boy gave you my knife.

Oh, this does belong to you, huh?

Here.

Take it.

If you can't afford an attorney,

one will be provided for you.

Knowing and understanding your rights...

Where's the girl, Lucas?

Told you! I don't know no girl!

- Ah! - Do you agree

to answer my questions without the presence of an attorney?

Where is she?

Man, I don't know!

You listen to me.

A ten-year-old girl named Denise Matthews

was taken somewhere by somebody.

Now, if it wasn't you,

I guess I'm just getting my exercise here.

Now, where is she?

I can do this all night.

I know what happened to you. I read your file, Lucas.

But this doesn't make it right.

Tell me where she is.

You want to use that? Go for it, do it.

You want to take that shot?

You were hurt, so hurting helpless people gets you off,

so get off. Come on, stab me, stick me,

do it!

Be strong.

Come on, cut me.

I'm helpless? I'm helpless, I'm defenseless.

I got my hands in the air. Come on, hurt me.

Hurt me like you hurt those little girls.

Do it, Lucas, do it!

Come on! What are you waiting for?

Do it! Do it now!

Lucas!

- What? - RST317.

RST317.

What is that, a license plate?

RST317.

Is it here?

Lucas, is it here?

Is it here?

License plate, RST317.

Start here, go, go, go!

RST317.

It's a license plate. License plate!

- RST317. - Check the SUV on the right.

What the hell is wrong with you?

You cannot do this. Suspects have rights.

We read him his rights.

I'm running out of patience, Bob.

Being called out of bed

in the middle of the night will do that.

Now, I know things haven't been easy for you,

but I'm not gonna let you take me down with you.

RST317, I got it right here, guys.

This behavior stops tonight.

You were saying?

Hey, man.

Are you really a cripple?

You tell me.

Coming through.

Coming through, coming through.

What do you got, Ed?

Annie Ryan, 26.

Columbia undergrad, Stanford MBA, magna cum laude.

Grew up in Wilkes-Barre.

Worked at Mullen Financial for about two years.

There was a celebration last night for some big deal.

They found her this morning.

Apparently, it was a hell of a party,

'cause no one even noticed she was gone,

much less lying dead in the street.

Close out a kidnapping last night,

and this morning, they give me a jumper?

Police Plaza asked for you personally.

Who do they owe a favor to?

Someone big, but people are watching,

so do yourself a favor on this one and give me a break.

Yeah? Who's gonna give me one?

Oh, you mean other than your huge settlement

and reinstatement, your own building,

a handpicked team of detectives?

Hey, none of that was given to me.

I took what was rightfully mine in a court of law.

- You know that, Ed. - Yeah, I know too much.

What do you got for me, Hlly?

Even for parties and other events,

you need a key card to access this roof by elevator.

- Stairs? - Unlocked, no cameras,

so yeah, there could have been someone else up here.

Tracey!

Come here! Hey!

Son of a bitch!

Ah!

That's for making us chase you!

Come here. Come here.

Ah!

Oh, man, don't do this!

We're looking for Enrico Gonzalez, Tracey.

- I don't know, man! - Where is he?

- I don't know! - Where is he?

I don't know!

Man, don't do this!

Running out of pants, baby.

Hey, I'm getting hungry, Bobby, drop him already.

- Come on, man! - Man, we just ate.

Look, you can't answer if you're screaming,

- right, Tracey? - Look, I don't know, I swear!

Just tell him! Just tell him!

Come on, man, I never met him, I swear!

Drop his ass now. Drop him!

Sergeant. Sergeant. Robert.

Virgil and Teddy are down at Mllen.

It's such a tragedy.

She had a big future here.

She was supposed to leave next week

to close a huge deal with our London office.

She seemed excited about it.

They say it's the ones you least expect.

Who says that?

Um, it's just a...

And why would you least expect Annie?

And what huge deal? And what...

What do you guys do here?

We're investment advisors.

Oh, so you tell people where to put their money,

and you get paid whether they win or lose, huh?

Pensions, life savings.

We work mostly with institutions.

Some private clients. I'm sorry, we have

- some clients coming soon... - How did she seem excited?

About this huge deal, how did she express

this excitement of hers?

I mean, it was an important moment in her career.

So you mean she should have been excited.

She was always very positive in meetings.

Yeah, who was she close with?

You mean here at the office?

Or family, friends.

I think she had a sister.

Anyone having sex with her?

So you?

That's out of line. No.

No? No, what, never, ever?

What... what are you, one of those...

No, I... one of what?

I'm gonna go take a look at Annie's desk.

That's okay with you, right?

Give me the rundown on Mullen Financial,

how it's doing, what it's doing.

And dump her hard drive, I want to see

who Annie was doing business with.

I vowed never to set foot inside an investment bank again.

Why, 'cause you get your trust fund money

delivered to your apartment?

Hey, do I have to call your wife and tell her

- you're acting up again? - Enough.

- Ooh. - She was thinking about running

a marathon. See if she has a trainer.

They're the new bartenders for people who don't have time

for a shrink. But toss her apartment first.

- Take Teddy with you. - I can handle it.

Yeah, but who's gonna handle you?

Track down her family, especially her sister,

and get me the M.E.'s first impressions.

Got it.

Why can't you two be more like her?

- Hey. - Whoa, whoa, whoa, Bob.

How are we doing?

- Closing out the suicide. - Good.

And opening a homicide investigation.

Pass it. Pass it!

Pass the puck!

No! No, get a...

Everybody bring it in. What the hell, guys?

Pass the puck. You look for your off wing.

Listen, guys, our first game is in less than a week.

What are you guys doing? You...

you guys are really pissing me off.

Three-on-two drills, let's go.

You heard him. On the red line.