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-Thank you. Thank you so much.

You're welcome. I hope you find him.

Uh... Female emergency.

Do you have a restroom?

Sure, yeah. Right this way. It's in the back.

There you go.

Officers, what's going on?

We're looking for the owner

of a vehicle parked outside.

It's a young woman, blonde hair, blue eyes.

I don't know if it's who you're looking for,

but there's somebody like that

in the restroom.

-Where is it?

-She'll be right back out.

Show me.

Can you please hurry it up in there?

Hello?

ASH:
We have shots fired!

One from inside the bathroom!

Police! Open the door now!

McKAY:
On the floor, on the floor!

She's gone.

She bailed. She went out

the south side of the building.

-Hey, can I bum a cigarette?

-We don't smoke.

Sorry.

Yeah, I shouldn't, either. My mom died

from lung cancer when she was 47.

It was the worst, most tragic thing ever.

How do you guys like this neighborhood?

I'm thinking about moving in.

It's okay. Our school's two blocks that way.

We eat lunch at home. How lame is that?

There's hardly anything to do here,

you know? The nearest mall is really far.

Yeah, I hate that.

Anyway, bye.

Hey.

I know something that would be totally fun.

How would you like to see Justin Bieber

at the Rose Garden?

Are you serious? He was just here.

I didn't think he was coming back.

Oh, yeah. My brother's his tour manager.

I've had dinner with him three times.

I can get you backstage passes.

-Oh, my God!

-You're not serious.

So what's Justin like?

Where's bad cop, huh?

Is he typing up my arrest warrant?

Jill, it's Hood. Listen to me.

You know what? If you don't want

to do your job, that's fine.

-Listen.

-But you got to stay out of my way.

My mom.

-I thought she died of lung cancer.

-It's a long story.

TREY:
What? Leave me alone.

JILL:
Trey, it's important! Open up.

I'm not leaving.

-What do you want?

-You missed your econ final.

Yeah, I had a gig last night.

I overslept. Who the hell are you?

-I'm Molly Conway's sister.

-Who? Oh.

-Yeah, she missed it, too.

-So?

-Was she at your gig last night?

She hates me. She thinks I'm a drug addict.

Why would she be at my gig?

-I want to come in.

-She's not here, all right?

Hey! What the...

Molly?

Molly!

TREY:
Crazy b*tch.

Okay, let's call it. Units can go mobile.

-We lost her. She's in the wind.

-HOOD:
Maybe not. Hang on.

Her last call just pinged off

the Tyler Street tower.

That's inside the perimeter.

She could be just laying low.

POWERS:
Who needs this sh*t?

Call the cab companies, call the car rentals.

Get her ass in here!

Sh*t.

Excuse me. Hey.

-Do you live around here?

-Yeah.

I was hanging out with a friend

the other day,

and this guy came and clipped my car

and just drove away.

Her little brother looked out the window

and said he saw this crate.

-A dark red Chrysler Imperial.

-Yeah. That's Jim Lapointe.

-Who is that?

-He lives right below us. 2A.

Awesome! Thank you.

He's okay, right?

He's not going to shoot me in the head

if I knock on his door

and ask for his insurance, right?

He might. He's pretty weird. My girlfriend

says he's got "rapey eyes," so I don't know.

-Okay, thank you.

-Yeah.

Hello?

Help!

Help!

Help!

Someone, help me!

-Can I get you anything else?

-MAN:
Just the check.

-Hey!

-Hey! Hey!

I'm the janitor! What did you do that for?

I thought you were someone else.

You have no right to put your hands on me.

Well, you have no right

to be snooping around on private property!

-You're right. Sorry.

Are you okay?

No, I'm not.

So, this guy, Mr. Lapointe,

did he leave a forwarding address?

Nope. He moved up north.

-Where?

-Man, you really messed up my wrist.

Did he say where?

He just said he was going to tie up

some loose ends and head north.

What, does he owe you money

or something?

No. He used to do lawn work

for my aunt and she died.

She left him $20,000 in her will.

-Oh! That's some lawn work.

-Yeah. She was crazy.

And mean. She was really mean.

She didn't give me a cent, actually.

I did everything for her.

Of all the days

for my car to break down.

-Do you want to make some money?

-Always.

-Do you have a car?

-Barely.

It's a hunk of junk.

I always figured if I met a girl as pretty

as you, money would change hands.

I just thought it would be

in the other direction.

I must be crazy.

-This time tomorrow, right?

-Yep. Key under the right rear.

-You swear?

-Yeah .

-What if you don't show?

-It means I'm dead.

-I can't believe they involved you in this.

-Jill, it's my job.

If I needed you, I would have called you.

You know that.

Yeah, under normal circumstances,

of course you would.

Just tell me what's happened.

We always talked about him coming back

like it would never happen,

like it was just me being paranoid.

But we were wrong

and he did come back and he took Molly.

And if anything happened, I swear to God...

The police tell me that you're carrying a gun.

Yes, I'm carrying a gun!

But if I turn myself in, then no one will be

looking for her, and then he'll kill her!

Shh, sweetheart, listen to me, okay?

Just breathe and listen.

You have suffered terribly this past year;

but you came to understand your anxiety,

and that it was never to be acted upon.

isn't that what you've learned?

Now, the police,

they don't believe he ever existed.

I do believe he exists,

and I know what happened to you was real.

-You believe me, don't you?

-Yes.

But at the same time,

I know that he hasn't returned.

When Molly behaved irresponsibly,

when she wasn't home when you

expected her to be, it triggered memories.

oh, God!

DR. ANDERS:
Jill, he's gone

and he is never coming back.

He belongs to your past now.

No.

Sweetheart, come in right now. Talk to me.

Before you hurt yourself or somebody else.

I'll come up.

-But only if you do something first.

-What?

Tell Sergeant Powers to leave,

and when he's gone, I'll come up.

What are you talking about?

There are no police here.

You're a liar.

-No, I..-

-I'm parked downstairs,

and I can see his unmarked cop car

right in front of me.

-Jill.

-My judgment isn't impaired.

She's downstairs.

Hold up.

Hold up.

-SHARON:
Ready or not, here I come.

Where are my boys?

I can't find them anywhere.

Is one of my boys at the door?

I need to talk to you.

Come on out, boys. My friend is here.

We'll play hide-and-seek later, okay?

Why don't you watch some TV??

Good spots. I never would've found you.

Go ahead.

I never would've found you.

Have you been to sleep yet?

Molly disappeared last night

and the guy who took me took her,

and it's going to get dark soon

and he's going to kill her.

I think I know who it is.

I think it's that customer.

The guy that gave us the big tip last night,

the one that you said was moving away?

-Jim?

-"Jim"? You know his name?

-Yeah.

-Do you know him pretty well?

No. He comes in every couple of weeks.

We chat.

-Did he ever ask about me?

-No.

He stares at me. Last night was the first time

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