16 and Missing Page #6
- TV-14
- Year:
- 2015
- 87 min
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I mean, that's the nature of love.
One person falls in love with another
and they end up going out on a ride
that they can only hope ends happily.
All right.
Hey, I love you.
And we were meant to be together.
Age, name, places,
none of that stuff matters.
All that matters is that
we were two people
searching for the same thing,
and we found it in each other.
Yeah?
Just don't push me like that.
Or you'll do what?
Well, I'll have to tell you the truth.
I said don't push me.
- Come on.
- No, okay.
Look, what are you not telling me?
Do you have any secrets?
Do you have a family
that you're not telling me about?
Do you have a girlfriend?
Are you a murderer?
Why did you go to jail?
You told me that you loved me.
Why are you acting like this?
Trying to explain.
Abbey.
This is familiar, isn't it?
Please, no!
No! No, no, no!
No, no! No!
That's a very nice try, Abbey.
No.
Stop!
Did you text somebody?
- No!
- No?
Well, then, who could that be?
"Mommy."
"Don't worry, sweetie,
I will be there soon."
Does that comfort you?
What is going on?
Who are you?
It's not time yet.
What are you... Wasn't time for what?
It is not time for you to know who I am.
Don't worry, pretty soon you
and your mom will know exactly who I am.
What the hell are you talking about?
What the hell are you talking about?
Stop.
Morty, call the police right now.
Tell them to meet me
with a large force at Lincoln Mine.
You all right?
No, I'm in pursuit of Wesley Sherman.
He's got Abbey.
You got it.
You killed my father.
Oh my God, how can you do
something like that?
I've been planning this
ever since that day you got away.
Do you not remember?
Run, Abbey, run! Run and hide.
Run! Run! Hide!
- Hey. You are gonna get us killed.
- What's the difference?
You're gonna kill me anyways.
Yeah, well, that was the plan.
But now I haven't decided yet.
See, now that Mommy's in town,
I'm thinking maybe I'll kill her
and let you live without parents
just like I had to.
What are you talking about?
Abbey. You're not paying attention.
Your mother murdered my father.
What? What?
Your mother and my father
were on the force together.
Your mother went rogue
and murdered my father.
My mom would never
do anything like that.
No? Then why did she marry Daniel
"After my father died." You killed him.
Finally, a little quiet.
No, no... I've no idea
what's going on that time.
Wesley.
Let her go.
Look, we don't need
to get anybody else involved, okay?
I just want my daughter back.
Look, I know this is about the revenge
of your father's death
but you don't know the truth.
He was a good guy.
He was my partner, but he let
the money get the best of him.
He went bad.
We were chasing a suspect.
FBI. Freeze.
FBI! Stop!
Back-up's on the way.
Make it easy on yourself.
- Julia?
- You got it?
I got him. Put your gun down.
Where is he?
- He's not cuffed, Wesley.
- Put down your gun.
- What the hell are you doing?
- We're letting him go.
- What the hell are you talking about?
- Put down your gun now!
I'm your superior.
I don't take commands from you.
Cuff him now, Wesley.
I'm sorry, Julia.
It's not gonna happen.
You've gone bad.
Shoot her, man. She ain't nothing.
Calm down.
- You don't shoot her, we both go to jail.
- There's an option.
Cuff him now.
Cuff him now, we'll work it out, okay?
- Shoot her, Wesley!
- Shoot her!
Don't do this.
Suspect fired his gun.
I had no choice.
Two of the bullets hit your father.
No, no. That's not what happened.
You killed my husband.
You killed the father of my child.
How much hurt
do you wanna create, Wesley?
The world, Julia.
I wanna create the same world of hurt
that you caused my family the day
that you murdered my father.
I had no choice.
You're lying!
Damn it. Okay.
It's time.
No.
Get up.
- Won't you say "Hi Mom."
- It's okay, baby.
- It's okay.
- Come on.
You hear that?
It's gonna be okay, sweetie.
I want you to watch your daughter die.
I want you to suffer the way
that you made me suffer.
We have suffered for 10 years.
We will suffer
for the rest of our lives.
- Is that enough?
- Almost.
No, Gavin.
Please, stop.
My name's not Gavin.
Have you not been listening?
No, no, no. No, to me, you're Gavin.
I know underneath all this rage,
you're a beautiful man.
Don't be so naive.
Gavin was created for the sole purpose
of bringing the two of you here today.
I don't care.
All I know is that underneath
that you wouldn't have written
all those things
if you didn't have a heart.
Why don't you ask your mother?
If she had some heart.
On the day that she killed my father.
We can forgive you.
My mom and I understand the pain.
- You understand the pain?
- Yeah.
You have to stop this now,
Gavin, please.
You care about me.
I... No, I don't care about you.
You love me.
Oh, no, I don't love you.
- You love me!
- I do not love you!
- Help me.
- You killed my father.
You were gonna kill me.
I love you.
Go to hell.
- Freeze. FBI.
- Stand still.
- Guys, guns down.
- It's over.
It's over. Come on.
Hey.
Hold on.
Hey.
- You okay?
- Yeah.
You got one brave mom.
on chatterama.com again.
You're not gonna go on any social media
for the rest of your life, okay?
Julia, you had me worried.
No, you know, she was brave.
No, I mean about my truck.
You're gonna need a new set
of wheels, though, for sure.
- No bullet holes?
- Yeah.
Well, it's gonna need a clean-up.
- Send me the bill.
- You got it.
I'll leave you guys alone.
Thanks, Morty.
Good work.
Thanks, Mom.
Of course.
- So how are we gonna get my car home?
- Your car?
Yeah.
You're officially grounded, like,
'til you're 40 years old.
Okay, but Mom, come on.
Seriously?
After what we just went through?
Okay, okay, okay, I guess you're right.
- Oh, yeah, I'm right.
- Yeah.
Oh, there's a few people that wanna say
"Hi" to you.
Oh, thanks, Mom.
Morning.
I am so sorry, Janelle.
I promise I won't do anything
to hurt our friendship again.
- You promise?
- I promise.
- By the way, Bobby's here.
- No way. No boys until I'm 18.
How about never?
- Hi.
- Did you catch the bad guy?
Yeah, I always catch the bad guy.
We were so worried.
I'll always be here for my family.
- Who wants cake and ice cream?
- Me.
- Me.
- Me.
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