(clucking)
Hey, baby.
No, I'm on my way now.
How did it go with Ryan's teacher?
Uh-huh.
Well, is he upset?
Well, no, look, if he's trying as hard as he can,
that's all we can ask for, right?
MAN: DVDs-- one for five.
I'll talk to him when I get home.
Come on, let's make a deal.
Let's make it pop, baby.
Uh, yeah. No, pizza's fine. DVDs! DVDs!
But hold off on the pay-per-view, okay?
One for five, two for nine!
Yeah, I love you, too. Bye.
What you need, my man?
Ah, I'm just looking. Move on, snowflake.
I'm a busy man.
Okay, that's five.
You have any kids' movies?
Yo, everybody's chasing this.
Yeah...
It's the one where that koala bear
hooks up with a flying carpet
or whatever.
It won't even be out in theaters
until next summer.
Is it in HD?
Picture's clear, sound's tight.
I stand by it.
Come on, man, be a hero.
Dude, your kids will love you.
You realize your kids are sleeping ten feet away.
The key word is "sleeping."
(girl screaming on TV)
What is this?
Wow, has it been that long?
Stop, Mike. Get off.
(girl crying)
What the hell is this?
(crying continues, man laughing)
I don't like this, Michael. Turn it off.
GIRL: No! No! No-no!
Where's the damn remote?
No, please!
Turn it off! I'm trying, Rebecca.
I can't find the damn remote.
MAN (on TV): Stop your crying. Stop your crying!
GIRL: Please! Please, I'm begging you!
Please...
Please, don't do this, please!
Please, no!
No! No! MAN (on TV): A little game, huh?
Just me and you. Just me and you. No, no!
When did NYPD get this? SAMANTHA: About ten hours ago.
A guy named Michael Mason bought
what he thought was a children's video
from a street vendor in Chinatown.
Now, the girl doesn't match any recent missing persons reports.
Nothing from the morgues, nothing from the hospitals.
Well, let's run it through ViCAP,
see what pops up. Okay, see this shot here?
This is our cameraman in profile,
but as you can see, it's not clear enough
to run through face recognition.
No! No! No! No! No!
It's pretty rough,
but so far I've seen three cuts.
Yeah, I just figured that was him
turning the camera on and off.
No, I think it's intentional.
This thing's been edited.
(girl whimpers)
There's a market for snuff movies.
The more amateur, the better.
Yeah, either that
or it's some kind of cheapo slasher porn.
I don't think so. Look at her behavior.
Eyes are darting back and forth,
her breathing is shallow.
It's quick. I don't know.
Unless this girl's Meryl Streep, I think it's the real thing.
Well, this was made almost 48 hours ago.
If she's still alive, she won't be for long.
No! No, no, no! no!
No, please! No!
Please, I'm begging you!
All right, so I talked to the street vendor who sold the DVD.
Okay, he says he picks up a garbage bag full of them
from a post-production house in Brooklyn every week.
So who leaves the bag?
C.J. Davis. He dupes pirated movies
and cuts underground porn.
Said the video was e-mailed to him anonymously.
Oh, that's convenient. He said someone
offered to pay him $2,000 to edit the video.
He never got paid.
Sent e-mails trying to get his money, they all bounced back.
How did it end up in the middle
of a kids' flick? He said he was duping
two things at once and something must've got mixed up.
Well, you know, we know it was edited, so he must
have the source material. When he didn't get paid, he dumped the file.
But from what he saw, she wasn't killed on camera.
Do we believe him?
Well, we've got him on the pirating charge,
so he's not going anywhere.
I'm going to make sure the prosecutor agrees.
Okay.
Hey, this is Special Agent Alex Chen
from Organized Crime. Agents Malone.
We really appreciate your help.
It's not a problem.
Do me a favor and tell me this guy screwed up
and left us a location.
Mm, no, he was careful.
But we may have found something.
This tattoo here on her wrist,
it originates from the Hainan Island
in China. What does it mean?
Well, if it's keeping with tradition, it means
she's married or belongs to a man.
But these days, it could mean anything.
Are there any artists that do this kind of work still?
Probably not. It's pretty obscure.
See these lines here?
They're jagged. That's an old-world technique.
You'd want to go to Chinatown for something like this.
MAN: That's Stacey.
Do you know her last name?
Stacey Tan.
I know her well.
What's going on?
I'm going to call Jack. Well, we think that
she's been abducted.
Oh, jeez...
How do you know Stacey?
Uh, her boyfriend, Frankie, used to tattoo here.
Okay, and where do we find him?
He's six feet under.
Frankie's dead.
How did he die?
Well, he OD'd about two weeks ago.
Mixed the wrong pills.
He was partying.
It was a stupid accident.
Total waste, too, man.
Because Frankie was, like, on another level as an artist.
Do you know if Stacey was using, too?
No, Stacey was straight.
She'd hang around, mostly just to keep an eye on Frankie.
Right. And when was the last time you saw her?
A couple of months ago.
They'd been together a year and Frankie wanted
to mark the occasion with a, uh, you know, carving.
You ready? No.
Yeah, you are.
Okay, Dave's just going to stretch my skin
and all you have to do is follow the pattern.
Just like I did on you.
I didn't see what you did on me.
I was blinded by the pain.
Oh... the pain makes it count, baby doll.
Then why'd you have to get all liquored up? DAVE: 'Cause Frankie
has the pain threshold of a six-year-old girl.
Hey, you can do this. (laughs)
Okay? (sighs)
Okay.
No, I can't! Yes, you can.
But I've never tattooed and this is your skin.
Can I please use the machine? The machine
is for unicorns and dancing bears.
Okay, this is about you and me.
All right, and when the lines are crooked,
I'll know it's you.
And you'll be with me everywhere I go.
Even when you ditch me for art school.
(giggles)
Actually, smart-ass, I've been thinking about this.
Why don't you come with me?
What am I going to do in Rhode Island?
You can open up your own shop.
With what money?
I bring in all the clients here, Big Dave
takes all the cash. Big Dave pays all the overhead, too.
I could talk to my stepdad.
He's always looking for people at his butcher shop.
And he'd pay you well.
Maybe that's a good idea.
But first, I want my tattoo.
Come here.
All right...
Payback's a bitch.
DAVE: They were great together.
You know he had a way of, uh, opening her up
to new experiences and...
she had a way of keeping him, you know, grounded.
Not flying off all the time.
But, I suppose there's only so much you can do.
Now, were the two of them having problems before Frankie died?
Well, last month, he was...
he was on some kind of spiral, though, you know?
He missed more appointments than he made,
and if he did show up, he was stoned.
He started hanging out with a bunch of degenerates.
It, uh, broke my heart, but I had to ban him from the shop.
Do you know who he was running with?
Oh, I don't know.
But I'll bet it all that they had something to do with this.
ELENA: So Frankie Jones
has a couple minor drug offenses,
but so far no connection to any known felons.
So let's reach out to his parents
and see if they can give us some names.
Well, I called. They're not calling back.
Where are we with Stacey Tan?
Stacey was 17 years old, ready to graduate high school
a year early with a full ride
to the Rhode Island School of Design.
Now, after the boyfriend died,
she stopped going to school and turned down the scholarship.
Well, that's not surprising.
Something like that happen to a young girl,
can really mess her head up. I know.
She has a mother. The name is Kim Tan.
And she has a stepfather, Yang Jian.
He was a doctor back in China.
Now he owns several businesses around Chinatown.
They're on their way here.
According to the video, uh, she was gone for two days.
Why didn't they report her missing?
We had no idea anything was wrong.
Stacey needed space.
She told us she was staying
at one of her friend's.
So we thought she was still there.
Was Stacey having trouble with anyone
related to her boyfriend's drug use?
Not that I know.
What about you, Mr. Jian?
Well, Frankie, he worked for me.
But I didn't know much about his personal life.
You have several businesses in Chinatown, correct?
Yes, why?
Do you have any colleagues or competitors
that might want to use Stacey as leverage?
Well, of course not.
Why would you even ask?
Well, until we find out the reason
why Stacey is missing, anything's possible.
Well, Chinatown is a community.
We honor family.
Nobody would hurt us this way.
VIVIAN: Now, we understand
that, uh, Stacey's boyfriend died recently.
How was she coping with that?
She, um...
She was having a very hard time.
She couldn't accept his death.
And, uh...
after the funeral...
she... tried to hurt herself.
Why would you do this?
Stacey, where did you get all those pills?
Please, talk to me.
Answer your mother.
Why would you do this to yourself?
To this family?
I want to talk alone with my mom.
Why don't you take the flowers?
They're all for you anyway.
It's all right.
I'm sorry, Mom.
It's okay.
(sobbing): I'm sorry.
It's okay. Come here.
Come here.
(sniffling)
I know you miss Frankie.
(sniffles)
And I know you're hurting.
But look at me.
You're at the very beginning of your life.
You have so much ahead of you.
But you don't understand.
Nothing matters without Frankie.
We're supposed to be together.
I don't want to be here without him.
So why should I be?
Because I love you.
Don't say that.
Please don't say that.
It's how I feel.
That will never change.
Oh, it will.
It will.
After that, she... stopped going to school,
and stopped painting.
She didn't care about anything.
Why did she want you out of the room, Mr. Jian?
Well, I'm her stepfather.
I married Kim when Stacey was 12.
We can only be so close.
She needed her mother.
I understood.
Where's the biological father now?
He died when she was six.
I'm worried that she might have tried
to hurt herself again.
Well, we don't think that's the case.
We received a video with your daughter on it.
What video?
From who?
Well, we were hoping that you could help us with that.
I have to warn you that it's disturbing.
But any information you can give us,
any face, voice that you can recognize,
it could be the key to us finding Stacey.
STACEY: Please...
KIM: Oh, my God.
Oh, my God, Stacey, no!
(whimpering)
(speaking Cantonese)
(whimpers): Let me go.
No!
(man laughing)
No! No! No!
I know this man.
I know his voice.
He was a driver for one of my shops.
What's his name?
Patrick Gravich.
I fired him for using drugs on the job.
Did he have any connection with Stacey?
I don't think so.
But he must have seen her when she'd come by the shop.
I brought this man into our lives.
MAN (on TV): ...double-edge sword.
You don't want Herzog to have the kind of time
to find his forwards, but if you foul him...
I'm not resisting! I'm not resisting! I'm sorry!
What did I do?!
Where's Patrick Gravich?
I don't know.
Get up.
Now who are you?
I'm Darren. That was my door.
MARTIN: All right, Darren, like I said before,
we're looking for Patrick Gravich
and we know he lives here.
No, no, no, man.
He, uh, he moved out like-like two weeks ago.
MARTIN: Where'd he go?
I don't know. Busted.
Darren, are you high?
Not anymore.
Look, you tell us what we need to know
about Gravich and we might cut you a break
on the drug charge.
Uh... uh, I put an ad on Craigslist
to find a new roommate.
Um, and Patrick is who I ended up with.
I had no idea what I was getting into.
The dude is sick.
Sick how?
He's into all kinds of crazy, violent porn.
Like the stuff you needed to know someone how to get,
and hookers-- he used to bring them back to the house
like they were dates,
except for they would usually leave crying.
Worst roommate ever, hands down.
So why didn't you just ask him to leave?
Because I didn't want him to kill me?
(games continues playing on TV in background)
Darren, have you seen her?
Uh...
yeah.
She was with that guy when he OD'd on my couch.
She'd been looking for him all night.
Frankie...
Wake up, Frankie.
Come on, wake up.
Wake up!
Frankie!
What are you doing?
What are you doing?! Just call 911!
Come on, Frankie, breathe.
Wake up, baby. Come on.
DARREN: Whoa, what's going on?
Do something!
Call 911! What are you...?!
Do something! Okay, I'm on it.
Do not dial that phone, Darren!
Yeah, no, no, man, no dialing.
What's wrong with you?
What are you doing?
What did you give to him?
Get out of my face.
This is your place! These are your drugs!
What, did you kill...? He was dead before I even woke up.
It's not my fault if your boy
can't handle himself. Let go!
My name comes up in this--
you and I will be spending more quality time together.
Don't leave me, baby.
Stay with me!
Oh, God.
It was a bad scene, man.
If it was an accident, why didn't Gravich let you call 911?
Because he's shady as hell
and didn't want to get nailed for the drugs.
Look, he-he just cleared out
his product and left.
I never saw him again.
Elena. Yeah?
Remember the friend that Stacey was staying with?
Uh-huh.
She swears that the night
of Stacey's disappearance,
she took Stacey home right at 10:00.
So you think the mother was lying
about Stacey not being home?
No, I don't think she knew.
You know, one of Stacey's neighbors
reported seeing a man matching Gravich's description
parked outside of Stacey's house
right around that same time.
Huh, so he grabbed her before she got in the house.
I don't get it.
I mean, why would he pull off a high-risk abduction
just to cover up an accidental overdose?
Maybe it's purely sexual.
We know he's a pervert.
Take a look at these three.
What's the link between them?
Frankie?
Beyond that.
Stacey's stepfather, Yang?
They both worked for him at one point.
So what are you saying?
I'm saying it's worth taking a look.
Sorry we didn't get back to you sooner,
but, uh, since Frankie died, most of the calls we get
are friends checking up on us.
So I hardly listen to the voice mail
at all anymore. Well, thanks for coming down.
It's okay. We want to help.
We believe that your son knew this man.
Does he look familiar?
I'm sorry. I've never seen him before.
But Frankie knew a lot of people.
How about you?
Do you recognize him?
No.
Who is he?
His name's Patrick Gravich.
He kidnapped Stacey.
What does this have to do with my son?
We believe that her abduction
may have been connected with your son's...
...lifestyle.
I know Frankie wasn't perfect.
But truthfully, we didn't know how bad things were.
He hid a lot from us.
(speaking Cantonese)
Do not blame this on my son.
Anything that happened is Stacey's fault.
MR. JONES: Stop it.
Let it go.
You may not want to see the truth,
but she did everything she could for him.
I going to go say bye. Okay.
It's all right. You can.
(sniffles)
MRS. JONES: Please don't.
I... I'm sorry.
I miss him so much.
And yet somehow he was not enough for you.
What are you talking about?
You're walking around here acting so sad,
but you were not there when he needed you.
I tried.
Frankie was everything to me.
You were supposed to keep him away from those pills
and the drinking.
But you would rather run off to school.
What's going on?
It's best that you leave.
Nobody want you here.
You're unbelievable.
(quietly): Stacey, wait. Wait, wait.
Please don't go.
Don't go. I'd like you to stay.
I think your wife would disagree.
Please, understand,
I met Li when my company opened a factory
near her village.
She left her entire family behind
to come back with me.
So Frankie's all she had.
She's angry.
That's all she's surviving on
right now.
Maybe I should try that.
Frankie loved you.
You were good to him.
I feel like we should help each other through this.
I should've done more for him.
No, no, no, no.
I put him in a bad situation.
I can't live with that.
It's nobody's fault.
I have to go.
My wife has very traditional views about relationships.
A woman is supposed to stay with the man,
no matter what.
She abandoned him.
Um...
what did Stacey mean
about putting him in a bad situation?
I wondered that myself.
I tried calling several times,
but never got a hold of her.
Then I found out she tried to kill herself.
I'm ready to go.
Okay, Li, we're going.
I'm sorry we couldn't be more helpful.
Uh, that's okay.
We appreciate you coming in.
Agent Spade will see you out.
Right this way.
Jack, I just got off the phone with NYPD.
They found a body in Cambria Heights.
They think it could be Patrick Gravich.
Any sign of Stacey?
No. I'm headed there now.
Okay. Keep me updated.
All right. Come on.
All right, so, PD got a call from a junk collector
who was working this area.
He thought that fridge looked promising until he opened it up.
Could you, could you lift this up for me?
Thanks.
Yeah, that's definitely Gravich.
Yeah. Take a look at this.
ELENA: Ugh! His kidneys are missing.
M.E. says they were removed with surgical skill.
Thank you.
Both kidneys were missing?
Well, according to the M.E.'s report,
they were both removed before death
and traces of anesthetic were found in his system.
I dug a little deeper into Yang's background.
He wasn't just your garden-variety physician.
Specifically, he was a surgeon,
which gives him both the skill and the motive to do this.
The timing's right.
He saw that Gravich was the kidnapper,
he found him and he took his pound of flesh.
Yeah, literally.
A pair of healthy kidneys
in the open market's worth 50 grand.
But if Yang did it, where's Stacey?
MARTIN: Guys, check this out.
Two days before Stacey went missing,
Frankie's father wired 10,000 bucks to Yang's account.
Mr. Jones didn't mention this to us.
No, he didn't, that's why I just put out an APB on him.
Do you know why Teddy Jones
would transfer $10,000 into his account?
No.
Is that why you're looking for my husband?
No. We're here because we think
thathe may have murdered Patrick Gravich.
He would never do anything to Stacey.
I know he wouldn't.
Uh, did something happen between them?
Like a fight, perhaps?
A few days ago...
I tried to stop her, but she was so upset.
She never should have challenged him.
STACEY: Yang!
It's your fault Frankie died!
I'm gonna tell everyone why!
No, no, no! Stacey, Stacey, calm down!
Let go of me! Do you know how
he paid for that car, Mother?
Because I do!
You know nothing!
I know everything!
Hey, babe.
Sorry I'm late.
Where have you been?
Young love, right?
That's gonna make a great tat.
What?
Your pupils are pinned.
You're high!
Did you ride your bike like this?
Stace, I totally have it under control.
No, you don't.
Ever since you started working for Yang,
you've been getting stoned all the time.
It helps.
Helps what? You deliver meat for him.
Stace, just leave it alone.
No! What's he have you doing
that's making you get so wasted?
What does it matter, okay?
You're leaving.
If I stay here, I'll lose you.
I need that money to move.
What's he making you do?
You don't want to know.
Yes, I do.
I love you.
Talk to me.
He has this clinic.
People come to him,
mostly just poor Chinese.
He tells them that they need an operation.
He removes their kidney...
or the liver,
and then he sells them.
That's what I deliver.
And... and sometimes they die,
and he just makes me put them in a garbage bag
and throw them away.
I am so sorry.
Frankie OD'd because of what you made him do!
He OD'd because he was a drug addict!
And you believe him over me?
I put food on your table and a roof over your head.
I'm not afraid of you anymore.
I'm going to tell everyone what kind of a sick freak
you are!
Stacey...
You are not going to tell lies about me.
You are going to keep your mouth shut.
(speaks Cantonese)
Stacey...
I told her not to say anything because none of that was true.
Really?
Then why did Gravich end up with his kidneys missing?
He... he would never hurt Stacey.
No, no.
No, he'd just have somebody else do it for him.
Thank you.
Let's go.
You know, you'd think
"Never take a job from a guy who can harvest your liver."
Yeah, well, times are tough.
We are in the wrong line of work.
This guy Yang has more real estate holdings
than all of us combined.
Hey, speak for yourself.
When my great aunt dies,
I get a piece of a nice time-share in Tampa.
Sweet. (phone rings)
Ooh.
Spade.
When?
Yeah, thanks.
Well, we got a hit on Teddy Jones' credit card.
Someone just used it at a dress shop in Chinatown.
Excellent. I'll let Viv know.
(speaking Cantonese)
Not so well, but I understand it.
You can ask and I'll translate the answers.
Okay, thank you.
This man came into your store today to buy something.
No.
"No." I got that.
Well, he used his credit card here.
His name is Teddy Jones.
Oh.
(speaks Cantonese)
He used it to buy a dress for a girl.
Was this the girl?
(speaks Cantonese)
Three days ago, Li brought Stacey
in here for a fitting.
That was right around the time of the kidnapping.
Are you sure it was three days ago?
(speaks Cantonese)
Thank you for coming.
I'm sorry for what I say at the funeral.
It was hard day for me.
Me, too.
You're wondering why you're here.
Uh, yeah, a little.
I would like to make you a dress.
It would mean a great deal to me.
Um...
Okay, I guess.
I believe death is not the end.
Do you believe that?
I want to.
I know Frankie's spirit is still here with us.
With you.
Sometimes I think I can feel him.
My upbringing in China teach me,
when a man die before he can marry,
his spirit is condemned for eternity alone.
That is my son's fate.
But...
there is a ceremony that can change that.
I'm asking you to be a part of that ceremony.
What would I have to do?
Just lie next to Frankie.
Some prayer will be said for his soul
to find peace, and then you can go.
What kind of dress are you making me?
A wedding dress.
You want me to marry Frankie's dead body?
Not his body-- his spirit.
No.
If you truly love my son, you will do this.
It's what he would want!
This isn't for him. It's for you.
I-If Frankie's here,
he knows how much I love him. He...
I don't have to prove it.
(speaking Cantonese)
Stacey left, and today Li picked up the dress
without her.
Thank you. You've been very helpful.
Oh.
(speaking Cantonese)
Ceremony's tonight.
Thank you.
So, if Stacey didn't want to do
what Mrs. Jones wanted her to,
maybe Mrs. Jones hired Yang to kidnap her.
Which is fine with Yang, since he wanted Stacey gone anyway.
(sighs): Look, what do you know about this ceremony?
It's rarely practiced anymore,
even in remote China.
It's called Minghun-- "Ghost Marriage"--
where the spirits of the deceased are wed.
So in order for Stacey to take part,
she has to be dead?
Yeah.
in Chinatown-- so far no one's
heard anything about any kind of ghost bride ceremony.
Well, they weren't gonna send out invitations--
"Come for the murder, stay for the drinks."
(phone rings) Mm.
Sorry, excuse me.
Yeah. Malone.
Really? Uh...
Uh-huh.
Okay. No problem.
NYPD just picked up Teddy Jones
wandering aimlessly around Chinatown.
Where is Stacey?
(whispers): I don't know.
Let me help you out.
Your wife has her.
And apparently, she's going to make her a ghost bride.
All we want to know is where.
JACK: Come on.
NYPD picked you up
in Chinatown, beat up, and mumbling something
about buying a dead girl.
Do you need me to go on?
I thought if I could give Li another ghost bride
that she would let Stacey go.
This guy I knew said there was somebody
that could help me get a body.
Hey. No, no.
It was a scam.
They stole my money and took my car.
And you have no idea
where your wife took her?
I think it's at one of Yang's properties.
Which one? I don't know.
But I overheard Li on the phone
saying something about a bridge near the East River.
JACK: Martin,
I want you to run a check on Yang's properties,
yeah, along the East River.
Between the Brooklyn Bridge and the, uh, Williamsburg Bridge.
Thanks.
My wife is not a terrible person.
She's acting out of grief.
That's irrelevant-- she's still doing it.
Why didn't you tell us that she was planning this?
We talked about a ghost bride for Frankie,
but it... it's an obscure tradition.
It involves people that have already passed,
so I didn't think anything of it
until you told us Stacey was missing.
When I asked Li if she was involved...
she said I'd never understand because I wasn't Chinese.
She acted like she's the only one who loved Frankie.
Was the money transfer to Yang to kidnap Stacey?
Must have been.
Frankie always said...
Stacey and Yang hated each other.
The day of the funeral was bad.
(no audio)
She must have known Yang would help her.
I lost my son; I didn't want to lose Li, too.
(phone rings)
Yeah?
Okay.
We'll be right down.
So, we found five buildings that would work,
all commercial in low-population areas.
They'd have to store Frankie's body.
Uh, how many of those buildings
have refrigeration facilities? Uh...
Three. One of those would be
the logical place to store Frankie's body
and to perform a ceremony like that.
Time is crucial with transplants, right?
Why don't you check for any helipads near the buildings.
LUCY: That knocks it down to two buildings.
Lucy, check Yang's FedEx account to see if there
were deliveries to those addresses.
He needed medical supplies to perform those surgeries.
There was a delivery yesterday
at 325 Water Street.
It's time.
This guy Yang's got more men than Scarface.
My spotters count two on the perimeter
with automatic weapons. All right, what about the roof?
These buildings around here are too low to get a good look.
We could call up a chopper. No, that's not gonna work.
If they hear us coming, they're just gonna kill her.
Okay. We'll take these stairs; you guys cover the other one.
Got it.
You're gonna die on this roof,
one way or the other.
Your choice.
It's always been my choice.
(grunts)
(speaking Cantonese)
(repeating same Cantonese phrase)
(continues repeating Cantonese phrase)
(talking stops)
JACK: FBI!
Everybody down! FBI!
Get down! Now! You move one inch and I'll shoot you.
Put it down!
You can't shoot me-- I'm unarmed.
You will be armed when they find your body.
Come here.
JACK: Get him out of here.
Let's go.
Come on, guys, move 'em out, move 'em out.
Come on.