- ♪ Everybody wants to party all night ♪
♪ Party all night, party all night ♪
♪ See, my ice don't melt when my fit hit the light ♪
♪ Drip, drip, looking right, party all night ♪
- ♪ Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey ♪
- ♪ Party all night
- ♪ Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey
- ♪ P-party all night
- ♪ Champagne - ♪ I love it
- ♪ Livin' in the fast lane - ♪ I love it
- ♪ Cash game - ♪ I love it
- ♪ Billion-dollar campaign - ♪ I love it, love it
- ♪ Yacht club - ♪ I love it
- ♪ While we in a hot tub - ♪ I love it
- Senhoras?
Anything to drink?
- Three strawberry daiquiris, por favor.
- Uh, claro. Three virgin daiquiris?
- No. With alcohol, please?
- I'm sorry, but the lady at the cabana...
she made it clear that you are not to have any alcohol.
- Okay, never mind.
- Sorry.
- Sorry, guys.
- Who is she talking to?
It looks like she's drinking with that guy.
- She is.
- Leah, now's our chance.
Let's work your mom so we can go to that party.
- Zoe.
- What's the worst that can happen at this point?
Your mom gets pissed and we have to go home a day early?
Come on. While she's tipsy.
- Okay, I'm down.
- Is college subsidized in Portugal?
Because in the U.S., it's just forget it.
Hey, girls.
Oh, Leah.
Your shoulders are a little red.
Here, come here, honey.
- Oh, um, actually, we're done at the pool, Mom.
We're gonna go shopping
and then check out this seafood spot for dinner.
- Great. I'll just head up to the room and take a shower.
- No, no, no. Um, you stay, have fun.
We--we need some girl time.
- Girl time?
- You're one of the girls.
But, like, what Leah said.
- All right, fine.
But I want you using the hotel driver only.
And stick together.
I don't want anybody getting peeled off.
And!
No alcohol until the big day.
- Okay, thank you. Love you!
- Bye.
- Bom dia!
[chuckles]
So what's the big day?
- Leah turns 18 on Wednesday.
- Ah, congratulations.
[crowd cheering]
[thumping dance music playing]
♪
[crowd cheering]
- Oh, sorry. Hi. - Hi.
Hi, I'm Nico!
What's your name?
- Leah!
- Leah, where are you from?
- Rhode Island!
- Okay, nice. Would you like to do a shot?
- Yeah! - Yeah?
- Oh, my God.
[crowd cheering]
♪
[laughter]
- Yo, that's crazy.
- Hey, Zoe!
Nico's taking me swimming to see the, um,
the biolu--[laughs]
[laughing] Bioluminati?
- The bioluminescence?
You're not going swimming right now.
- Oh, come on, it's a once in a lifetime experience, honestly.
- Okay, fine. Whatever, I'm not your mom.
- I love Portugal!
- ♪ Hey
♪ Let's go
- Zoe?
Zoe!
We have to leave.
Where's Leah? - I don't know.
Uh, she went swimming with Nico.
They went that way.
- You let her leave with that guy?
Manuel can only pick us up till midnight, okay?
- Chill. She'll be back by then.
- ♪ Room to room, just cause a commotion ♪
♪ Everybody, yeah, everybody, yeah ♪
♪ Stop the rumba, dance to the movement ♪
[tense music]
♪
- [panting]
Leah!
♪
[tattoo machine buzzing]
- So America.
Where in America?
- Los Angeles mostly.
- What brings you to Budapest?
- Work.
- Full-time work?
- Maybe. We'll see.
- You don't like the job?
- No, I like the job.
I just, uh, I like to let things play out.
Until I know it's the right move.
- You'll fit right in here.
- Yeah? How do you mean?
[tattoo machine buzzing]
- We were occupied, oppressed for a long time,
so we take things as they come.
Don't overreact,
don't get too excited or too depressed.
We just...
keep going forward.
- I'm digging Budapest.
- [laughs] - I really am. [chuckles]
- Your job, what do you do?
- Oh, I work in sales.
- What kind?
- Security systems.
[notification chimes]
I'm sorry, can you hold on one second?
[suspenseful music]
Zsofia, we got to finish this another time.
Looks like I'm headed to Portugal.
♪
[indistinct radio chatter]
[metal detector clicking]
[helicopter whirring]
♪
- Hey.
We're looking for Leah Cardwell, 17,
recently graduated from St. Anne's Academy,
a private school in Rhode Island.
She was staying at Azure Sands Resort
with her mom and two friends on a senior trip.
- How long has she been missing now?
- A little over ten hours.
- Anything yet that looks like foul play?
- All we know is that her purse and mobile phone
were found on the beach and there was alcohol involved.
A witness said she was getting trolleyed
at the beach party here last night,
which is when she was last seen.
This is our local contact.
- Hi, Detective Letícia Santos.
We may have a person of interest.
Leah went swimming with an unidentified adult male
who goes by Nico.
- Any CCTV around here
or was the party more off the radar?
- Off the radar.
- Okay, let's get credit card receipts,
interviews of waitstaff,
and trying to identify any attendees.
- Of course.
- Anything off Leah's phone yet?
- Yeah, 15 unread texts from her mom.
She was acting as the girls' chaperone, apparently.
- Who called the press?
- The mom did.
- Isn't it a little soon for that?
We got to control what information gets out there.
- Well, she insisted against our wishes.
- All right.
[helicopter whirring]
- Her name is Leah Cardwell.
And I'm never gonna stop looking for her, okay?
So we're gonna get--okay. Thank you.
Hold on. [reporters chattering]
FBI?
- Yeah, that's right.
Agent Mitchell. This is Agent Vo.
Do you know anything about this guy she was with, this Nico?
- No. She's never been to Portugal.
- Do you have any reason to believe
she would have ran off with him voluntarily?
- No, that is not Leah.
And she hasn't contacted her friends.
And--and Olivia said that she found her purse on the beach.
- And you haven't received any kind of ransom note?
- Oh, my God, do you-- do you think she was kidnapped?
- Listen, we don't know yet.
We're just starting from scratch here,
so we got to exhaust every possible scenario, right?
So if you don't mind,
we need access to your phone and your email, okay?
Just in case the request does come through.
- Okay.
- Did you know the girls were at the party?
- No, they lied to me.
I mean, they're teenagers. That's what they do.
- Has anything like this happened before with Leah?
- What do you mean?
- Staying out late, possibly all night,
maybe making up a story on the other side of it?
- No, never.
- Just hang in there. Try to stay calm.
We're gonna be in contact. Okay?
- Constant contact.
- Constant contact, absolutely.
- [sighs]
- Leah's mom said that you lied about the beach party.
- It was Zoe's idea. I--I didn't want to go.
Look, at least I stuck to virgin piña coladas.
- When did you last see Leah?
- With Nico.
And Zoe and whatever random guy she was with.
I went to the bathroom and there was a huge line
and by the time I got back,
Zoe told me that Leah went swimming with Nico.
And I'm like, seriously, in her state?
So that's when I went looking for her and I found her purse.
- Did this Nico happen to mention a surname?
Where he was from?
- No, I--
I don't know. He was a local.
I'm assuming, I mean, with the accent.
- What about the other guy, the one Zoe was with?
- I--I don't know, okay? Ask Zoe.
He was--he was like a surfer-looking guy, Australian.
[somber music]
[sighs]
- Olivia.
- Did something really bad...
happen--happen to Leah?
Because you can tell me.
- We don't know yet.
- I wish that Mindy would have just let us
have a couple drinks during the trip.
- Why?
- Well, because Leah tried
to make up for it last night.
She got really drunk.
- Was Nico drunk, too?
- Not super drunk.
[sighs]
He was more feeding her drinks.
And he was stepping away and checking his phone.
It--it was shady, you know?
- I was drunk, too, okay?
So I didn't really have my guard up.
- Okay.
- So why is everyone blaming me?
- Who's blaming you? - Leah's mom.
- Okay, hey, just calm down for a second.
She's worked up,
she's upset, she's not thinking straight.
- Yeah, but I'm upset too.
And for Mindy to blame me?
- I'm not.
Okay?
Hey, hey.
I'm not blaming you, and I do this for a living.
Just take a breath.
- [breathes deeply]
- Now, describe Nico.
- The hottest guy at the party, basically.
- More of a physical description?
- Tan, fit, shaggy hair.
- Height, weight, scars, tattoos,
facial hair, clothing description?
- [sighs] I don't know.
I was more focused on the guy I was with.
- Olivia said he was shady.
You pick up on that?
- Olivia is overprotective.
And a little jealous sometimes if no one's flirting with her.
- And the guy you were with, tell me about him.
- Dominic from Australia.
He smelled like suntan oil and cigarettes.
We made out, but when Olivia came back from the beach
freaking out, we left and started searching for Leah.
- Did you take any photos or videos from the party?
Because I noticed you're fairly active on social media.
- Oh, my God.
I--I might have a video of Nico.
[suspenseful music]
[indistinct chatter on phone]
Yes. There. That's him.
- I just want to understand how you let this happen.
- Craig, listen to me! She is almost an adult!
You have not been around.
- Do you know what this is, Mindy?
Do you know what it is? - What?
- It's parental neglect.
- What?
- "What?" - What are you talking about?
- Leah's dad, Mindy's ex, just arrived.
- They lied to me, Craig.
- Oh, so it's their fault?
While you were at the pool
throwing drinks back with some local dude?
- No, I-- - Yeah, Mindy.
I heard about that. - Guys.
This isn't the time or the place.
- Let's go for a walk.
- Agent Wes Mitchell with the FBI.
- Craig Cardwell.
I jumped on the first flight I could.
Is there any news? - I'm sorry, not yet.
- Look, I don't know what the hell happened here.
But you should know up front my ex-wife Mindy's crazy.
Like, capable of anything crazy.
- Is this a clinical diagnosis,
or is this more of an ex-husband take?
- You seem like a trained investigator.
I'll let you determine that. [phone ringing]
- I'm sorry. I got to take this.
Just sit tight, okay?
[tense music]
[phone chimes] Hey. Anything?
- Enhanced Nico's image from Zoe's video,
cross-referenced it
with the Portuguese National Identity Database
and their Criminal Offender Database.
Real name is Duarte de Sousa, 26, Portuguese national,
has priors for theft, battery, disorderly conduct,
lives in town, and works at the local marina.
[notification chimes]
- [groans] Never date someone you work with.
- Oh, I take it a step further and avoid dating altogether.
So I throw myself into my work.
Speaking of.
- Duarte de Sousa? [speaking Portuguese]
In English.
- Okay.
- You recognize this girl?
- Yeah, that's, uh, Leah.
I met her at, uh, the beach party.
- Any idea where she is?
She didn't show up to her hotel last night
and you were the last person she was seen with.
- Did something happen?
- You tell us.
- [scoffs] I don't know.
Um, we were walking on the beach
and she kept trying to hook up with me,
so I asked her how old she was.
She said 17 and I said, no, thank you.
Then she got upset and I left.
- Age of consent is 14 here in Portugal.
But I have a hunch that you know that.
- Okay.
Fine, you don't believe me?
Go ask the guy who's working at the pizzeria, Jordanos.
Right after I left Leah,
I crossed the street and I got a slice.
And after that, I went dancing
at the Club--Club Inferno.
Go ahead, ask-- ask the bouncer.
[tense music]
♪
- We pulled security footage from the two locations.
Duarte's alibi checks out.
Zoe saw Duarte and Leah leave the bonfire
just before 11:50 p.m.
At 11:57 p.m., Duarte entered the pizzeria.
He finished eating at 12:14 a.m.
and went directly to Club Inferno.
Bouncer confirmed he never left
until 3:00 a.m. when they closed.
- Can I get playback from the pizzeria clip again?
- Yeah.
- Okay, and pause it right there.
How many cameras are in this place?
- Just that one.
- It's like he knew that.
And here he is, standing there like he's in a cologne ad.
- Nailing down his alibi.
- There was a seven-minute window
where he was alone with Leah.
That's not a lot of time to have done anything.
- Unless he was working with somebody else.
- Guys.
They found Leah.
[tense music]
♪
- Leah? I'm Agent Vo.
Agent Mitchell.
[sighs] Are you okay?
- Uh, yeah, I guess.
- I am so sorry that you went through this.
Can you tell us what happened?
- Uh, I--I was on the beach.
And a man came up to me with a gun.
He put a bag over my head,
zip-tied my hands, and dragged me onto a boat.
- What did he look like?
- I don't know, I don't know.
He had a ski mask on.
- [sighs] Can you describe the boat?
- It wasn't that big.
And we-- we rocked around a lot.
I could hear the--
like, the water right next to me.
[apprehensive music]
- You okay to keep going?
- After, um...
10, maybe-- maybe 15 minutes...
we--we got to a dock
and he put me in the trunk of a car.
He said he would kill me if I tried to escape.
- Did he speak English? Accent?
- Accent. Yeah, he was Portuguese.
We drove for what felt like an hour or so.
I'm not sure. I'd been drinking.
- Mm.
- And I heard a garage door,
um, and he took me up some stairs.
But at the top, there was this, um,
this beep, like when you use a hotel key card.
And then he handcuffed me to a pole.
And there was a train that was passing by.
I tried to keep count to see if it was
on some sort of schedule,
but I got so nervous that I lost track.
- Anything else about the room you were in?
- When he let me have a bathroom break,
I would take my blindfold off, and, um--
and there was this wallpaper with--
with cheetahs and red lights.
A huge Jacuzzi.
Oh, yeah, I, uh...
I took off my-- my wristband from the party
and I hid it in the toilet tank.
In case anyone ever needed it for...
evidence.
- Is the guy you were hanging out with?
- Yeah, Nico.
- His real name is Duarte de Sousa.
Was he involved?
- No, no, he's-- he ditched me on the beach.
- How soon after he left did the other man take you?
- I--I don't know, a minute maybe?
- Leah, I have to ask,
and if you don't feel comfortable answering,
you can just tell me.
But your kidnapper, did he touch you in any way?
- No.
No, he never did anything like that.
- How did you escape?
- I didn't.
He let me go.
He heard my mom on the news
saying that she would never stop looking for me.
- Just let you walk out the door?
- He put me back in the trunk and we drove.
And he pulled over,
cut my ties, but left my hood on,
told me to count to 100, then take my hood off.
He drove away.
That's what I did.
- Your parents are here.
- Oh, God.
- Oh, my baby. [sobbing] Oh!
- I'm sorry. I'm so sorry.
- No. - I'm so sorry.
- No, that doesn't matter. Are you okay? Are you okay?
- We're just glad you're safe now.
- Can you give us a moment, please?
- Hey, Leah.
You've been very brave.
Thank you for your help.
- [speaking Portuguese]
- Who found her?
- Adelina Silva, 55 years old, no criminal record.
Saw Leah walking on the side of the road two kilometers away.
She picked her up, called it in to us.
She's available for re-contact if necessary.
Are we believing this?
♪
- We'll keep you in the loop.
- So there was no physical or sexual assault,
no robbery, no ransom,
and the kidnapper went through all of this,
but caved when he saw her mom on TV
say that she was coming for him?
- For what it's worth, Leah got into Amherst College
but had it rescinded when she was caught lying on her essay.
Claims she did some volunteer work that never happened
and that's why she's going
to the University of Rhode Island instead.
We should make sure that we're devoting
our resources properly.
If this is made up,
that hurts a lot of people, Leah included.
My sister was kidnapped
and she's still going to therapy.
I mean, you don't get to just cry wolf on these things.
- Okay, let's just all take a step back here.
Leah's statement is a bit odd,
but everything she said could be technically true.
- We're in agreement, but shouldn't we be damn sure?
- We should.
We need to talk to her.
- Well, she is still a minor until tomorrow,
so we will need parental approval.
- Let me get this straight.
You guys came in to help. - Ma'am.
- No, no, no. Let me finish.
And this help is coming in the form
of accusing my daughter of lying?
- We are looking for clarification.
That is it. - [scoffs]
- Okay, the rest of the team, they are still pursuing
the kidnapping investigation as we speak.
Now, if this is a fabrication and it catches fire,
it could follow Leah around for the rest of her life.
- We'd like to prevent that from happening.
If she's telling the truth,
we're gonna scour the Earth looking for whoever did this.
That's a promise.
- No one's talking to Leah until my attorney flies in.
- I don't know why you're being resistant to this.
- Because she's been through too much.
- No one is blaming you for letting them go to the party.
- [scoffs] You are, clearly.
- Do you need both our approval or just one of us?
- Just one.
- Then you have it.
- Find an apartment yet?
- Not yet.
- I emailed you those listings.
I mean, apartments get snatched up real quick in Budapest.
- Yeah, I'm working on it.
- Hey, Leah. How you holding up?
- Um, better, thanks.
Did you catch him?
- Not yet.
Have a seat?
So have you reviewed my report of your statement?
- I have, yeah.
- Is there anything you want to add or amend
now that you've had time to think about it?
- Yeah, just one thing. Um...
I told you guys at the time
that it was cheetahs on the bathroom wallpaper,
but I'm pretty certain that it was tigers.
I don't know if that makes a difference.
- Leah, I've investigated quite a few of these cases.
And there's a percentage that...
maybe isn't exactly what people claim.
[soft tense music]
- Do you think I'm making this up?
- I am just double-checking. That is part of my job.
Look, there are elements to this case
that aren't exactly consistent
with the vast majority of abductions.
- [sighs]
Okay, fine.
Don't believe me. I just want to go home.
- Hey, Leah,
I'm the one that wanted to clarify, not Agent Vo.
Okay? It was my idea.
So if you want to get pissed at somebody,
you get pissed at me.
- I already told you everything that happened to me.
That's all I can do. - Okay.
Then that's all you need to say.
- Is it?
Because I said it before, and yet, here you are.
♪
- We had to ask.
- You know, when I was 14,
we lived in this on-base housing at Fort Bragg.
And there was this landscaping guy who kept following me.
And would say a lot of inappropriate comments.
And I felt unsafe, so I go to my parents,
thinking they'd come to my defense.
And they said I was overreacting.
Said I was watching too many R-rated movies lately. [scoffs]
And now here I am doing what they did to me.
♪
[keyboard clicking]
- [sighs]
Tank, come.
- We found a location that matches the description
of where Leah was being held.
It's a love motel.
- Aren't all hotels love motels?
- These are a little more specific.
Themed rooms are connected to parking garages
so guests can enter and exit without being seen.
- Typically used by people who want privacy
for, you know, spontaneous encounters.
There are three love motels
within two hours of the location Leah was abducted.
- Huh.
Overlay Portugal's train routes.
- Mm-hmm.
[suspenseful music]
One's directly across the street from an active track.
- Uh, Tate?
- Good boy.
- 112 sounds like your description.
Last guest checked out about noon.
- How many times have you
rented the room since last night?
- Three times.
Look, we only clean sheets and trash cans,
so be careful what you touch, know what I mean?
- Thanks for the warning. - All right.
- Any cameras? - No.
This establishment is designed for privacy.
Men don't want their wives to find out
they're hiding miúda da rua down the road.
- Another reason I'll never be married.
♪
- FBI!
Leah said she was cuffed to a metal pole?
- Yep.
- Clear.
Leah's wristband.
- Well, that's a big step in the right direction.
- I'll bag this and talk to the manager.
- It's still not enough to prove she was kidnapped.
She could have, you know,
planted the wristband as part of the hoax.
Look, I--I feel terrible
that we're having to question her story,
to question her character, but, you know these--
- Hey. You don't have to explain.
It's part of the job.
[soft dramatic music]
- Can you describe the guest who rented the room?
- Never saw him.
- Well, somebody must have seen him.
How did he check in?
- Key cards are picked up and returned to a lockbox.
He paid online and he used his credit card.
- Well, then we're gonna need his credit card info.
[keyboard tapping]
- The motel payment was made with a prepaid Visa.
I called the credit card company,
traced the purchase back to a gas station.
That customer purchased the Visa
with cash two days prior to the kidnapping.
- Ran his image through those same databases
you used on de Sousa.
Luís Alves, 31, Portuguese national,
did a two-year stint for armed robbery and arson.
- Wait, I've seen him before.
[suspenseful music]
Yes, when I was scrubbing through security footage
from the resort.
- We believe this man was involved in the kidnapping.
You recognize him?
Mindy?
- Hold on, I'm just-- I'm trying to think.
- Maybe this will help.
- You had three, maybe four mojitos with him.
By the pool.
- Oh, my God, that's--
that's right.
- Why are you lying to us?
- He approached me.
How was I supposed to know that he was involved?
I was set up.
- Why would somebody set you up to kidnap your daughter
just to let her go? - I don't know.
That's your job to figure it out.
I swear to God, I don't know what's going on.
- You believe me now?
When we went to marriage counseling last year,
the therapist determined
Mindy had an unhealthy attachment to our kids.
So if you're telling me she staged this
to traumatize our daughter, keep her close to home...
wouldn't surprise me in the least.
[phone rings] - Mm. Just one sec.
Hey, anything?
- Yeah, I found Alves's email on his employment file.
He works maintenance at one of the largest oil refineries
in Europe, Sykes Refinery.
I traced the IP address
to a low-income neighborhood just outside Lisbon.
[tense music]
♪
- Luís Alves! [dogs barking]
- Tell him, FBI, we're coming in.
- [shouts in Portuguese]
[clattering and shattering]
- He's running. - Kick it! Kick it!
[dramatic music]
♪
- Stop!
♪
Raines, take left! Cut him off!
- Raines, we're headed north
towards the monument in the square.
- Copy.
[car horn blaring]
- Stop running!
Raines, get around him!
- I got eyes on you!
♪
- Raines, he should be headed right for you.
- FBI, hands up!
He won't give up. He's coming back your way.
- Don't move.
Put your hands in the air. Hey, look at me!
Put your hands in the air!
Put your hands on the back of your head.
Luís Alves, you're under arrest
for the kidnapping of Leah Cardwell.
[grunting]
♪
[both speaking Portuguese]
- She was a bit snippy.
- My ex.
- Oh. - Yeah.
So something you should know here.
Craig filed a police report against Mindy
for parental negligence.
- Parental negligence? - Yeah.
- That quickly?
Leah's only a few hours shy of turning 18.
- Here's the real kicker: Craig had his attorney
file for sole custody of his sons just two hours ago.
Mason Cardwell, 13, Hunter Cardwell, 15,
currently staying with Mindy's parents.
- Why suddenly go out of your way to do this
when your daughter's been kidnapped?
- Unless there's nothing sudden about it
and he had a plan all along.
- I'm not sure if this means anything,
but Leah recently filed paperwork
to drop her dad's last name when she turned 18.
- Any mention as to why?
- There was an incident at the family's country club.
Craig was inebriated and got physical with Mindy.
Charges were dropped. - Thanks, Amanda.
[suspenseful music]
You changed your last name at 18, right?
Took your adoptive dad's name? Ex-cop?
- I'm gonna go find Craig.
♪
- No, it was an e-signature.
Yeah, just call Stuart and make sure he received it.
Look, I'll call you when I land.
Golf. It helps me unwind.
- Ha! I'm the exact opposite.
I play three holes, I want to throw my clubs in the pond.
- [chuckles] That was, uh, that was my assistant.
Unfortunately, I got to fly back to the U.S.
for a business meeting.
- Mm. You were right about Mindy.
We read your divorce records. So many red flags.
- Yeah.
Yeah, she comes off like a ditz,
but deep down, she is very, very savvy and vicious.
- Yeah, the thing that doesn't make sense
is the police report you filed for parental negligence.
Leah's only a few hours shy of 18.
- This isn't about Leah.
It's about Mindy facing the music finally.
- Or is it about you getting custody of Hunter and Mason?
- Is that your concern?
- It is if I'm being misled.
- By me? - Yeah, by you.
You threw Mindy under the bus.
You conveniently left out your part in it.
- Whatever my part is,
it's a direct result of Mindy's craziness.
I didn't mislead you.
- Why is Leah dropping your last name when she hits 18?
- [scoffs] I feel like I need a flash card that reads,
"because Mindy's crazy."
I'll just hold it up every time you ask a question.
Are we done?
- Hey, you sure you don't want to stick around,
help us find out who kidnapped your daughter?
- Leah's safe.
That's all that matters.
And my sons need their dad right now.
Thanks for all your help.
♪
- Okay, what's our theory now?
Craig hired Luís Alves to buy Mindy drinks,
then when Alves left the resort,
he kidnapped Leah and de Sousa was hired
to get drunk and serve her up on the beach?
I mean, all of this just to make Mindy look negligent
so that he could claim custody of his two sons?
- Would Craig really put Leah through all that?
- She wasn't physically hurt. - Still.
[phone rings]
- Hey. What's the latest?
- Just found a direct connection
between Craig and Alves.
Alves works maintenance at that refinery, right?
Craig works for an American oil and gas company,
Crestfield Energy.
Craig visited the refinery multiple times
during his business trips to Portugal.
- Okay, but that's still not enough to prove anything.
Alves is stonewalling us.
- Do we loop in Mindy and Leah, see if they can help us?
- No. I don't care how much animosity there is.
When a family member is facing jail time,
people get loyal real quick.
I don't want them to tip off Craig.
- Well, he boards a plane back to the U.S. in four hours.
- We got time.
- What are you gonna do?
- I'm gonna lie my ass off.
[dramatic music]
- Luís.
We know what happened, buddy.
You work in an oil refinery.
You're not some hardened criminal.
You're probably gonna think we're bluffing.
Totally fair,
but I'm gonna lay the whole thing out for you, okay?
You met Craig Cardwell where you work.
You need money to take care of your kid.
Craig's got a problem he needed to solve,
so he hires you to get his ex-wife drunk
and grab up his daughter for a night.
- You knew you had to lure her to a remote location,
and so you hired Duarte de Sousa.
- You see?
We're being honest. We know exactly what happened.
If you don't start talking,
Craig's gonna put this whole thing on you.
And I've met him. He's shifty as hell.
Don't give him that chance.
[tense music]
♪
- I don't talk to cops.
- Have fun in prison.
♪
You know what? That doesn't matter.
We don't need him.
- I trust you.
- Okay.
On the next one, I may freelance.
You roll with it. - Yup.
[door opens]
Appreciate you stopping by.
Before you head out, we wanted you to know
that we had a breakthrough in the investigation.
- Great.
- Alves rolled.
He said that you paid him to gently kidnap your daughter.
- Why would I do that?
- Because you were desperate
to save your sons from your crazy ex.
Am I right?
So you set her up.
It worked. You filed for sole custody.
- Turns out getting drunk with the kidnapper
isn't such a great look for her in court now, is it?
- That's completely insane.
- Is it?
- Craig, I'm a single dad.
I got two sons.
The thought of losing them to my ex,
I can't imagine anything worse than that.
[tense music]
Leah was gonna drop your last name.
Your instincts as a dad kicked in to save your boys
because that's all you have left.
And you had to do it
before Mindy could poison them against you
the way she did with Leah.
And being honest,
I think I would have done the same thing you did.
- You're looking at the wrong person.
This entire investigation is an embarrassment to the bureau.
- Stop.
You have two options.
You can either confess to what we already know happened,
you get sent to a prison in Rhode Island,
and your sons can come visit you on the weekends.
- [scoffs]
- Or you can keep lying.
We're gonna go with Alves's story.
You'll get a ten-year membership
to Lisbon Central Prison, standing room only.
♪
Think about your boys right now.
You did all of this for them, right?
♪
- [breathing shakily]
- I know this is a lot to process.
I'm really sorry that you're having to go through this.
I can put you in touch with the counseling service
or whatever you need.
I am here for you.
[soft dramatic music]
- What's the expression...
you can choose your friends,
but you can't choose your family?
Something like that?
- Something like that.
- [gasps]
[all sobbing]
- I'm so sorry.
♪
- Craig took a plea bargain for one count of conspiracy,
which is a felony.
- Wow. - [laughs] Insanity.
- How long are you staying in Lisbon?
- We fly back to Budapest in the morning.
- Would you like to have dinner with me?
[soft music]
- To discuss?
♪
- [chuckles] Okay, sorry, my mistake.
Lovely working with you, Megan.
Safe travels.
♪
- I don't have two sons, in case you were wondering.
- Ah. I figured.
- You're good, Cam.
You're very good.
I'm lucky to be working with you.
- Then why does it feel like you're holding back?
Why do I still feel like you don't fully trust me?
- I do, though.
- Okay, then maybe it's more that you won't let me in?
Confide in me.
You do realize that there's only five of us out here?
I mean, we're basically stuck in a submarine together.
[soft dramatic music]
- I'll work on it.
♪
[tattoo machine buzzing]
- So what do the numbers mean?
- They're badge numbers.
Of fellow agents that I used to work with, friends of mine.
This is Alana Greggs, that's two years ago.
And that's Mike Brooks.
That one's more recent.
- So you're not in sales.
- No, I'm not.
- So what do you think?
- Looks great.
It's nice work.
- If the tattoos are a memorial,
would you like to toast to them?
I have pálinka.
- I'm digging you Hungarians. I really am.
♪
- To your friends.
And may this be the last tattoo you ever have to get.
- Cheers. [glasses clink]
♪
[dramatic music]
♪
[wolf howls]