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her dignity.

Auntie,

- what if...

- No!

- Macy would never do such a thing.

- No, no, no.

I'm not saying that Macy's

capable of doing it,

but, Jack.

Is there anything else

that Macy said to you?

Well, she told me to take Jack's laptop.

She said everything I need

to know would be on there,

but it's dead, and I can't get

my charger to make it work.

- Well, did you tell the police that?

- No, I didn't tell no police,

because Macy said they wouldn't

believe me and I promised her

that I was gone do this myself.

Uh-uh, Auntie.

We got to get somebody to help us.

'Cause what if Jack is capable

of doing something like this?

Oh, Lord, not...

God. You gotta help your Aggie.

Gotta tell me what to do next.

Uncle Jack was indeed up to no good,

and Elle was playing

right into his trap.

So if this happens,

what time do we meet?

- When are we going?

- Huh?

Yeah.

- Okay.

- Can we go to the beach, at least?

Could you hold on?

Ah, no. See, I'm... I'm trying

to do business here.

- But that's all you've been doing.

- Look how many times

do I have to tell you,

Greece is for work.

If I can get this deal done,

then... then we can go see Skye, okay?

I'm back.

Yeah.

Uh-huh.

You staying in motel?

I'm sorry, I don't speak Greek.

Oh, of course.

Are you American?

Ah, I was saying you

are very beautiful girl.

Hmm.

Certainly you are model in America.

- No, not even close.

- Here in Greece,

you would be celebrated.

And how lucky to have met you. Huh?

A few days from now

we have big modeling contest.

- You should try.

- Really?

My Dad, he's very busy with,

you know, like, business calls and...

Needn't take no time at all.

Just a couple of hours.

You will get a lot of money

and big modeling contract.

- A lot of money?

- Yeah, yeah.

Hold on.

Excuse me.

Here.

You have your father talk to my friend.

His name is Kain.

He is in charge of modeling contest.

He will take you back to meet

judges beforehand, huh?

Hundred percent you'll win.

Yeah, I'd say okay.

It looked like it worked.

Yeah, okay.

Mm-hmm.

Mm-hmm. Definitely.

We'll talk tomorrow. Bye.

Dad, the coolest thing

just happened to me.

- Yeah, what's that?

- So this man came up to me...

Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa.

What man?

Well, he left, but he invited me

to be in this beauty pageant coming up.

Yeah, yeah.

That's probably a scam.

No, he said I was sure to win.

Oh, he said that, did he?

Yeah, and I would win a lot of money

which could help us to see Skye sooner.

Can I do it, please?

I consider them...

where... where...

where is this pageant?

I... I'm not sure, but he

gave me this man's card

and he'd give you all

the information that you need,

and it wouldn't take up

much of your time.

- Sure. I'll talk to him.

- Really?

- Sure.

- Thank you so much.

- Can I call Mom and tell her?

- No, no, now, see,

I... I told you it's... uh...

It's too expensive to call home.

You, uh... you win this pageant,

then you can call her.

- Okay?

- Deal.

- Thank you so much, Daddy.

- Yeah.

You're welcome, Sweetheart.

I just can't wrap my brain around it.

What kind of person

would sell their own child?

I hate to say it, but I wouldn't put it

past Jack to do something like this.

Oh, I know you're right.

You're right.

And it's too much.

It's just too much.

But if he's doing this,

what am I gone do about it?

That's why I think we need

to go to the police.

Wait, a minute.

Last night one of those officers

- said the strangest thing.

- What?

Have you heard of a Mr. Richard Dulonde?

Richard DuLonde.

No, I don't think so.

Well, type it in.

- Oh, my Lord.

- Oh.

Jack has got a twin brother?

We're under attack!

Jack, go back!

Get your heads down!

Everyone get down now.

Now! Now!

Ugh!

Hey, Jack.

Hey, Jack.

Dulonde.

Dude, it's barely 7:00 a.m.

These early morning calls,

they got to stop.

I know.

You need it more than I do.

It's comments like that,

see that makes me glad

you're going back out.

- When are you leaving?

- Ten days.

Did you parents freak out when you

told them you were going back in?

Ah, well, I haven't told them yet.

When you planning

on breaking it to them?

After the party.

- You in?

- Yeah.

Pass up on a DuLonde shindig, no way.

Even if it means my only ticket

in is by being on security.

I need you there by 4:00.

Is that too early?

I always look forward to being at home,

but it's been hard the last few years,

since we lost my little sister.

I was serving in Iraq when Madison

passed away from cancer.

Now we're all just trying to get on

with life the best we know how.

- Hey, son.

- Hi, Pops.

You're early, aren't you?

I'm always early.

Hmm. Yeah, it's hard to believe

it's been three years.

Yup.

How's mom?

You know, actually, she's um...

- she's pretty good.

- Yeah?

Can't keep Lottie DuLonde down...

In this whole...

Probably always be a hard day,

but I tell you, you know,

throwing this benefit every year

to fill Madison's fund,

keeps her mind busy.

- Mine, too.

- Yeah.

- You guys ready?

- Are you kidding me?

It's your mom's job to make sure

that I'm always ready.

Yeah, I know.

She does that to me, too.

How about you? Your team?

You guys ready?

Of course.

I really appreciate this one.

It's my pleasure.

Got to put all this training

to use somehow, right?

Yeah.

Did you ever figure out where

those threats were coming from?

Uh, not yet.

I mean, emails are coming

from a fake account

billed to the public library

here in New Orleans.

They could be coming from anyone.

You know I haven't, uh,

told your mom about this,

so don't mention it to her, okay?

Got it.

You sure she's up for hosting

this thing with you tonight?

- Yeah, I think she...

- Of course, I am.

Well, there she is.

- Hi, baby.

- How are you?

Mmm, good.

You see I brought those?

Madison's favorite.

She would have loved them.

So did you show him

his attire for the night?

Oh, no, no. I thought

I'd leave that honor to you.

We're just wearing black, right?

Just black, right?

We're supposed to wear black?

Yeah.

- Oh, yeah.

- Mm.

Oh, why?

Why are we wearing tuxes?

'Cause you'll look nice...

and blend in.

Ooh.

This old thing

sure brings back memories.

For sure.

Jesus Loves me

Huh?

Yes, Jesus loves me

- Help me out. Come on.

- What?

Yes, Jesus loves me

For the Bible tells me

Oh, no, no!

Macy, no, no.

Auntie Aggie?

Aggie.

- Are you all right?

- I'm fine. I'm Fine.

You know, you don't have to do this.

You gonna get arrested,

and then where you gonna be?

Did you get the shoes?

Good. Thank you.

What if you get caught?

What if you have a problem

up in that house?

What if you can't get out?

Girl, I ain't got time for no what ifs.

Now I made a promise to Macy.

And the DuLondes are

my only chance of keeping it.

Leona, think on it.

What are the chances of these people

giving this big, fancy

benefit ball tonight?

What are the chances

of Mr. Richard being

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