Where's my daughter?
I spent the night watching a movie,
you crazy...
- Come here.
- Where's my daughter?
Get a handle on this lady, will ya?
It's OK. I'm OK.
Is that the lady with the kid?
Anyone else have any questions for me?
Then you'll have to find
a few other Arabs to harass.
- Sonofabitch.
- We're gonna take our seats now.
All of us. Right?
- I can cuff you, understand that?
- Why would you want to cuff me?
Sorry. Got a seventy-year-old
who couldn't hold his pee any longer.
Mine's six, almost wet himself.
OK. You think those men
were surveilling you last night
for the purposes
of kidnapping your daughter
- and stashing her until we land?
- Yes.
Mind if I ask you
an obvious question?
If they knew where you lived,
why not take her from there?
Why take her on an airplane
with no means of escape?
- I don't know.
- And let's not forget,
her name isn't on the manifest.
How could two passengers pull that off?
They'd have to have
somebody from the crew involved.
Jesus.
Think about what you're asking me to do.
Approach two Arabs on an airplane
and accuse them of criminal conspiracy.
I don't give a shit
about being politically incorrect.
Fine, let's arrest them, just as soon
as you answer one more question.
Why would anyone
want to take your daughter?
What makes her so special?
What makes you so special?
I know the plane.
That's what this is all about.
- Why they picked me.
- They picked you? For what?
I think they're hijacking the plane.
I think my daughter's a hostage.
Your husband's death is starting
to make a lot more sense to me.
A couple more hours
and even I'm ready to jump.
He fell.
- David fell.
- Sure he did.
Ladies and gentlemen, the captain's
turned off the seat-belt sign.
- You are now free to...
- What's he doing?
What's he doing?
Excuse me.
What are you doing?
Are we done looking?
- Just come with me.
- I'm not going anywhere.
We're not going to discuss this here.
Where's my daughter?
Where is she?
She's dead, godammit.
You found her.
No, I didn't find her, Miss Pratt.
This is from Kaiser Wilhelm Hospital.
That's where your husband
was pronounced dead. Is that correct?
Yes.
Your daughter was also taken there.
No. She wasn't there when it happened.
She was with the nanny.
Miss Pratt, according to the director
at the morgue there
your daughter Julia
died of internal injuries
at 2.36pm.
He took her with him off the roof.
Didn't he?
No. Julia wasn't even there.
She was at the park.
She was at the park.
She wasn't even there.
She wasn't even there.
You're crazy. You're all crazy.
- She was never on board.
- No. I carried her on board.
Miss Pratt,
I can't tell you how sorry I am.
She must be so scared.
But my main responsibility
is the safety of these passengers
and I can't allow anyone, no matter
how tragic their circumstances,
- to jeopardize that.
- She doesn't know where she is.
Our air marshal is going
to escort you back to your seat.
Mr. Carson,
would you take her back to her seat now?
What's she doing?
Stop her.
Grab her.
How are you feeling?
Are you in pain?
We can get you some aspirin if you want.
Kids, turn around. Turn around.
Turn around.
The captain thought
you might want to talk with me.
I'm a therapist.
My seat's just a few rows up.
And I asked if I might be able to help.
I don't know you.
So many of my patients
come to me after a loss.
To grieve.
Sometimes it's just stopping.
Allowing the pain to come.
Your husband, David...
...can you tell me about him?
I don't know you.
Was he very unhappy?
Yes.
He was unhappy.
I didn't know.
He didn't talk about it like that.
I understand.
Last night
I walked through the city
and he was with me.
- He was there.
- Was Julia there, too?
No.
She was waiting for me at home.
She was happy to see you?
She said she couldn't sleep.
So I got into bed with her.
And lay there
until she closed her eyes.
When