Kidnap

Look at this.

Baby cakes.

Talk to the angels.

It's one o'clock in the morning

and you're wide awake.

I love you. Bless you.

What do you have to say?

Yeah.

There's the monkey.

Mama.

Yeah.

You're going to fast.

Let me see.

Let me see you swim.

Are you sweeping?

Say "I love you."

Hey, sorry. I'm here alone.

- Would you like coffee?

- That'd be great.

- I'd like a hot tea.

- Okay.

This is so really bad.

It's fine.

This is the grossest place

I've ever seen in my life.

- It's fine.

- It's dirty.

It's local.

Mom, you said we need to leave at 11.

I know, honey.

But Agnes isn't here yet.

We have to wait for her, sweetie.

I promise, we're gonna leave soon.

What is that like the third time this week?

Next time it's going out of your paycheck.

Dale, where's my eggs over?

- Right here. You said up.

- I said easy.

- Give me 5 minutes.

- Well, I don't have 5 minutes.

- I got to get out of here.

- Jeez.

Okay, darling.

How about you colored it up

for your mother.

Okay.

I'll get it later.

- Crawfish Friday?

- Crawfish are good.

Just peel the tail back

and suck all the juice out the head.

- You suck juice out of the head?

- Yeah.

- What?

- Yeah, you just...

Okay. Here's a Belgian waffle and bacon.

Where the hash browns?

- You ordered bacon.

- I want it hash browns.

- Okay, I can get you that. No problem.

- No, he's fine.

- You ordered bacon.

- I want it hash browns.

Come on.

Tyler, eat. He's fine.

- Okay. Short stack with eggs.

- That's grandma's.

Mom, breakfast!

I can't eat now. I just took my pills.

You know what, you can have

grandma's potatoes.

I don't want hers.

Tyler, knock it off.

Okay, egg white omelet for you.

- Honey.

- Yes, ma'am?

You remind me of my daughter.

- Doesn't she look like Stephanie?

- Mom, I'm your daughter. Stephanie.

I'm your daughter.

- Tabasco?

- Okay, I'll get your Tabasco.

And your eggs will be right up, sir.

- Where's Agnes, Bill?

- Late?

- You trying to be funny?

- No, she's not answering her phone.

She might have overslept.

Can you do a double?

Can't, I got plans with my kid.

Call Alan.

Okay, hot coffee.

No, no, no. I would like

herbal tea, please.

Okay, I'll get you an herbal tea.

- Did you guys get menus?

- No, but we'd like some.

- Claire.

- What? Like we're supposed to guess?

- I'll be right back.

- Do your job.

Okay, I'm so sorry about that.

Here you go.

Silverware.

- Is everybody good here now?

- He's sulking.

I am not.

You know what, can you just bring us side hash browns?

- Burnt on the edges.

- Burnt on the edges, coming up.

- We're good.

- Okay.

Still waiting on my eggs.

Right. Your eggs are coming right up.

Yeah, and can I actually get...

Can I switch to wheat toast

instead of white toast, is that alright?

Yeah, wheat instead of white.

Yep, got it.

- Thank you.

- Be right back.

New side of hash browns,

burnt on the edges.

Copy.

Miss!

Don't yell.

Miss!

- Please stop yelling.

- Shut up.

Yeah, yeah, I get it.

But Karla's kid sitting here waiting

for her to take him to the park.

Yeah, so you can come in?

So come in.

Here you go.

All the herbal tea you could

possibly want and two menus.

Is your oatmeal steel?

- What?

- Cut.

- Are your oats steel-cut?

- No, they're Quaker.

- Should I come back...

- No, no.

Oatmeal with...

I'll take with with reduced fat almond.

Oh, let me guess,

you only have wholemeal?

- From the Outer?

- No, from AMP.

Why don't I just apply it

directly to my thighs?

You could use some help.

Karla, go ahead and go.

- Really?

- Yeah. Dale found Agnes.

- She should be here in 15 minutes.

- Awesome.

- Who wants to go to the park?

- I am!

Let's go.

Mommy, your turn.

Is daddy coming to the fair?

No, sweetheart.

You're gonna see daddy next weekend.

And maybe you'll get to see Cheryl too.

Do you like Cheryl?

- I don't know.

- I think she's nice, Frankie.

And she's smart.

She's very smart.

- She's gonna be a doctor.

- Yeah, I know.

And I want you to really

make friends with her, okay?

Are you friends with her?

Yeah.

Yeah, I am.

She, daddy and I,

we all love somebody like crazy.

- Do you know who that is?

- Me!

You!

You.

We all love you.

Mommy, can I get ice cream?

You know what, how about

we check out all of our options first...

...and then maybe we'll come back.

- Okay? Come on.

- Okay.

Can I get my face painted?

How about we wait until

the line is a little shorter?

We'll come back, okay?

- Marco.

- Polo.

- How old your boy?

- Six.

He obviously likes to hide.

Marco.

Oh, Marco.

Oh, no.

Am I lost my little Frankie forever?

Where could he be?

There you are.

Come on, let's go see the show.

Can I get my face painted now?

Yeah, as soon as this song is over,

okay sweetheart?

Frankie, I'm gonna need

my phone for one second.

There you go. Let's switch.

Hello?

Yeah.

Can you hold on just one second?

Okay. Frankie, listen.

I'm gonna have to go over there

and take this phone call, okay?

It's really important.

Don't move, okay?

- Marco.

- Polo.

Don't move.

Okay, I'm sorry. Go ahead.

He wants what?

Primary custody?

Well, he can't have that.

I mean, can he?

My batteries are gonna die, Mr. Jackson.

If it does, I'll call you back, okay?

- Marco.

- Polo.

I'm sorry. What?

I can't hear you. Say that again.

Yes, yes, I have a job.

I have a regular job. Yes.

Is that even gonna matter to the court?

Well, yeah, he's in real estate.

And his girlfriend is a pediatrician

and I'm a waitress.

So you do the math. Marco.

Polo.

Let me tell you something, Mr. Jackson.

If he thinks that he's gonna take

my son away from me just because...

Frankie.

Frankie.

Frankie.

Excuse me, ma'am.

Did you see where my little boy was

that was right here?

No, I didn't. I'm sorry.

Marco.

Oh, Marco!

Are you hiding, Frankie?

Marco.

Marco!

Frankie. You left your toy.

Are you hiding, Frankie?

Marco.

Frankie.

- You can't find your son?

- No, I can't find him.

- I don't know where he is.

- Okay.

There's a security office

overpass the restaurant.

Okay, great, great. Thank you.

Marco!

Has anybody seen a little boy

with short curly hair?

What's his name, honey?

Is it Marco or Frankie?

Frankie!

- Should I call the police?

- Yes, yes, call the police.

Marco!

No!

No!

Please stop!

Frankie!

Frankie!

Hey, hey!

Frankie!

Frankie!

Oh, God.

Where the hell is my phone?

Oh, God.

Wait, wait!

Oh, God.

Oh, God, Frankie...

There you are. Oh, God.

Let him out! Let him out!

Stop!

Frankie!

Frankie!

Stop!

They've got my son!

They have my son!

Help me! Help me!

Oh, God!

Oh, God.

Oh, God.

Where is he?

Don't let me lose him.

Okay, God, I know I never pray to you

unless somebody is sick.

Or somebody's dying or in an airplane.

But, God, please don't let me lose him.

But if you get me this one thing, God...

This one thing...

I will never ever ask you

for another thing as long as I live.

Let them be there, God.

Oh, thank God.

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