Along Came a Spider

Tonight was your first time at the club, wasn't it?

No, I've been there a few times before.

Really? How come I haven't seen you?

I noticed you the first night I walked in.

You always stand out.

(CHUCKLING) Well, thank you.

How come it took you till tonight to talk to me?

You're not shy, are you?

Maybe a little.

Are you okay with this?

Just taking off with someone you hardly know?

I trust myself.

What do you mean?

Well, I believe in human nature.

You know, that (SIGHING)

people are basically good.

You're right, most people are.

Tracie. You spell that with a "Y" or an "I-E"?

"I-E Guys are always assuming I'm a "T-R-A-C-Y. "

How I hate guys who assume.

Me, too.

You look like a James. Nope, just Jim.

How about Jimmy? No, just Jim.

Oh, come on, you are shy.

Look, uh, there's something I have been meaning to tell you.

I think you have beautiful hair.

Oh, you think so? Yeah.

Brown Bag, this is Brown Bird, we have audio-visual.

Do you think it's sexy?

Brown Bag, close into one click.

Oh, yeah. There's nothing sexier than short hair on a beautiful woman.

What is it about big hair that turns men on?

What is it about big hair that turns guys on, anyway?

Bad taste. (LAUGHING)

Look at me. I want to see your eyes.

Innocent, just the way I like them.

That's him. That's our man.

Car is registered to a Jim Gelway.

Brown Bird, this is Brown Bag. Move in.

He's testing, Tracie. Tell him

he's got the Midas touch.

You got the Midas touch.

That's 'cause I'm God's gift to women.

And you know what I think you are?

I think you're a natural-born cocksucker (UNZIPS PANTS)

and I think it's time you did what you were born to do.

No.

- What is this? - (GASPS)

- What the fuck is this? - Oh, shit!

- Fucking bitch! - Bust him!

Brown Bird, Brown Bag, move in! Take him! Take him now! Now!

Pull your vehicle to the side of the road and keep your hands

- where I can see them. - Fuck!

Police! Pull over, now!

I got him, Alex.

Call for help, now!

Tracie! Hold on! Don't move!

Stay where you are! Stay still!

Tracie, hold on, we're going to get you!

- Come on, guys! There's nothing to hook on to!

- Give me a hand! - Hold on!

Alex?

Tracie!

- Hey, Hannah. - Hi, Megan.

I hope we don't have that big math test.

Jezzie. - Hey, Megan.

Jezzie, guess who called me again last night?

Oh, let's see, um...

Ah! Good morning, Dimitri.

Hey, Megan, I downloaded some really cool GIFs. You want to see them?

Yeah, sure. What are they?

We'll see inside.

Agent Flannigan.

Control, check in Starodubov and Rose.

Check!

Hey, Jezz, what do we call the Ruskies these days?

Russians, former Soviets? I forget.

New World Order, Devine. Get used to it.

Charles Lindbergh, Lucky Lindy, or The Lone Eagle, as he was called,

is our subject today because he was the first man to what?

- Megan? - Fly over the Atlantic?

Very good. First man to fly solo, non-stop from New York City to Paris,

and that was 1927. An astonishing accomplishment.

Which brings us to today's assignment.

Let's see which of you can navigate, or fly, if you will,

from our home base to our hero's website here

in the fewest number of links.

All right, and you're off.

That's very clever, Dimitri.

Megan, might I have a word with you?

- Save me a seat, okay? - Okay.

Come to my office.

Take a seat.

Now, Megan, you know I understand the particular pressures of your life.

Your father being who he is.

The enormous expectations, all adds up to rather a lot, doesn't it?

- Yes, sir. - Mmm.

But none of that excuses your breaking the honour code.

What?

I know all about you and Dimitri, Megan.

We don't tolerate cheating, now, do we?

Cheating? Mr Soneji, there's been a mistake.

We only pass notes, you know, jokes and stuff.

Megan, before you go any further,

best have a look at that.

Mr Soneji?

Yes?

This essay, it isn't mine.

Beg your pardon?

What do you mean?

Oh, my...

Oh, dear girl, I'm...

Oh, dear, dear...

Gary, why is the door locked?

Oh, my God! What happened?

She's collapsed. She's just collapsed. I'll tell you what,

you stay with her, I'll get some help.

Okay. Megan? Hey, sweetheart, can you hear me? Megan?

- Hey, Jezzie. - Hi, Kila.

- Hey, Hannah, where's Megan? - She's with Mr Soneji.

Control, I'm en route to Soneji's classroom.

I'm sure it's just a meeting that went long.

Well, it's against procedure. Mr Soneji should know better.

His office.

Mr Soneji? Secret Service, open up.

Mr Soneji?

Do you have a key?

I'm sorry, there seems to be something stuck in here.

Stand back.

Control, shut down. Stop all vehicles. Lock on Soneji and Rose.

So, how many of these boats you have to make

before you become shipshape?

I have never seen a man work so hard at looking busy.

Alex, it's been eight months.

It's time you forgave yourself.

Vickie,

you know that forgiving yourself is the one thing a person cannot do.

...choose to make contact.

We are currently trying to put the pieces together

as to how and why this man would murder a teacher

and kidnap a young student.

Here's a photograph of the missing student.

Megan Ann Rose is 12 years old.

Blonde hair with hazel eyes.

She's 3'5" tall, and weighs about 52 pounds.

She was last seen inside the school, with the suspect, around noon today.

We have just received information that senior FBI and Secret Service officials

have arrived at the family home of Senator Rose.

We will go there live as soon as we have our satellite feed.

Technicians are setting up extra telephone lines at the Rose home,

all in preparation, should the kidnapper...

Mom...

Please.

I want to go home.

The FBI and police are on the lookout for this man, Gary Soneji.

This is a recent school photograph...

We only know that he has disappeared

with the 12-year-old daughter of Senator Hank Rose,

how and why is on the mind of...

Police are trying to find out who this man really is,

his motives for killing teacher Amy Masterson

- and the kidnapping of Megan Rose. - (PHONE RINGING)

We go back live to join reporter Alison Peretsky,

who has been at the scene since law enforcement officials arrived.

Thank you, Jamie.

It's now approximately four hours since this tragic story unfolded...

Yes?

Mom...

Please.

I want to go home.

Hello?

You tuned into me, Dr Cross?

That sounds like Alison Peretsky at WNKW Action News.

Gary Soneji?

That'll do for now.

How did you get this number?

Unlisted numbers? Come on, Alex, there's no such thing.

It's all out there in the air, you just have to know how to grab it.

Hey, how do you feel about my kidnapping being bigger news

than your little tragedy there with Jim Gelway?

You know, you really ought to give an interview about what happened that night.

You know what they say about sharing your pain, it's

very cathartic.

Thanks, but I'm doing okay.

Well, see, now, that's good to hear. That's very good.

I thought for a while there you wouldn't be able to get your act back

together and that would be a great shame.

I have been planning for a long, long time

to involve you in the fate of our Little Miss Muffet.

Megan.

Do you have trouble saying her name?

First name rapport? Is that Hostage Negotiations 101?

Now, come on, Alex, you can do better than that, can't you?

Do you think you're going to dissect me in three blinks of an eye?

I'm not that easy.

But with a little patience and a little help,

you just might profile me to a T.

What makes you think I'm interested?

They say that when I die, the case will die.