Lost Boy Page #2

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in the United States,

a child goes missing.

Hard to imagine unless

it's happened to you.

I want to thank everyone

who works so hard

to give our kids

a safe place to play.

So on behalf

of Mitchell Harris Center

and our son,

I hereby dedicate

Mitchell Park.

I always just give out

my number to anyone...

No, you don't.

This is not a common thing.

No, this is rare.

So you should be really...

Hey. Sorry to steal her,

but we're going to be off

to have some

mother and daughter time.

You'll call.

Bye-bye.

He's a little old for you,

isn't he?

I have no idea

how old he is, Mom.

It doesn't look like

he goes to your school.

- He doesn't go to my school.

- Then how did you meet him?

I just met him here,

at your event.

You just met him and

you gave him your phone number?

You gave... Honey, I--

It's not-- it's not

like he's a predator.

How do you know...

You don't know that!

- He's a nice guy.

- I mean...

Unbelievable...

So, uh, where do you

want to go for lunch?

- I have a total of 68 cents.

- Luckily.

Man, I love your mother.

She'd never make you go to

an absurd playground dedication

and nobody cares about it

except for toddlers

and helicopter parents.

I'm absolutely set on Saturday

except for Stuart.

Hello?

Oh, okay.

Who's Stuart?

Just an incredibly sexy

new way to annoy my mother.

You know what,

I'll meet you out front.

I've gotta grab my car keys.

Okay.

Okay.

She looks familiar.

You don't.

I'm new.

I'm Beth.

She's...?

I thought

you were looking at me.

- I was.

- Hmmm.

Tell me her name, and then I'll

focus my attention on you.

Summer.

Summer.

Hi, Beth.

I don't know. I thought

it would be more casual

to have you over here

instead of going out.

But now I don't know.

No, it's fine.

I'm sorry.

I don't know why

this is so awkward.

I don't either.

I mean,

we've hung out a lot.

I guess before, it was

always about Mitchell...

and now it's about you.

And you.

Get to work!

You startled me.

Can I help you?

Are you okay?

Wait! Wait.

Mom?

Oh!

Oh!

Oh, my God, you're here!

You're here!

Oh!

I saw the poster.

You did!

Oh!

Oh, God!

Oh, God!

Am I doing something wrong?

No.

It's just...

You still really like

those crackers.

Is that why

you're staring at me?

Where were you?

- I can't tell you.

- Of course you can.

It's over.

You're safe now.

You don't know

what you'll think of me.

I'll think whatever happened

to you wasn't your fault.

You can tell me.

Mitchell,

where are you going?

I need to leave.

No, no, no, no.

Please, I'm sorry, okay?

I won't push you.

You don't have to

tell me anything.

Just stay.

- You sure?

- Yeah.

Okay.

Maybe we should

call your dad.

Yeah.

Even in these clothes?

Yeah.

This is how

I always pictured it.

You still live

in our home, right?

Yeah.

Take me home.

I remember this.

I remember this!

Look at this.

Do you remember?

Grandma gave us this mirror

when you and Summer were born.

Yeah. The reflection.

We look right, don't we?

We do.

I can't wait to see the rest

of the family-- dad, Summer.

I bet she's beautiful now,

isn't she?

- Yes, she is.

- Is she home?

We don't live together

anymore.

Summer lives with your dad.

And you have

a little brother.

Is his name Mitchell, too?

Oh, no!

His name is Jonathan.

Okay.

He's 8 years old,

and he loves old movies,

and he won't eat fruit

and he hates swimming,

and he always wanted to know

his big brother.

Listen, there's going to

be a lot of changes,

but there's one constant,

and that constant is me.

- Okay?

- Okay, yeah.

Mitchell?

Dad.

Jonathan, maybe not now.

It's okay.

This is Amanda.

Hi.

Hi.

Summer...

This is Jonathan.

Jonathan, this is

your big brother Mitchell.

Mom told me a lot about you.

Did she tell you about me?

Every day.

That's a really cool camera.

Yeah.

Shoots real film.

It's like old school.

Can I see it?

It's like a time capsule.

People always wanted me

to pack up everything

and give it away

and I couldn't.

We can redecorate of course.

It's okay.

You really wanted me

to come back.

No.

I knew you were

going to come home.

What about this?

Do you uh,

do you remember this?

It's my kite.

That's the one you were flying

the day you were taken.

I made this.

Where have you been?

Who took you?

Right now it doesn't matter

where he's been.

I can't see how

it doesn't matter right now.

Who, who did this?

Tell me who it was.

Greg. Greg.

Tell me who it was.

I'll find him.

I'll find them...

Greg!

I'm sorry.

No, you have nothing

to be sorry about.

He's not ready

to talk right now.

I don't want any.

You need to eat

some vegetables.

You can't survive on

bread and cheese alone.

I'm not hungry.

Just eat it!

Give me the damn camera.

Okay, Jonathan, buddy.

I'm sorry, okay?

You know what,

Jonathan's right.

This is worth

commemorating.

I mean,

it's a special occasion.

We should take a picture.

- All right.

- Here.

Oh, yeah sure.

I'll take it.

Come on, Summer.

All right. Okay.

Say "cheese" everyone.

Cheese!

- That's for you.

- Thanks.

I'm going to have to get

more food in the house

now that you're staying here.

You really

want me to stay?

Of course!

I think we can just take

a little bit of time.

There's already been

enough time.

We can ease into it,

get to know each other

a little bit more.

That may not be

the worst idea.

Isn't there a protocol

we have to follow?

A therapist to talk to?

You don't even know

if he's really...

You don't know

if he's really interested

in having a parent-child

home situation.

Do you know what I mean?

Yeah, I know

what you mean, Amanda.

Look, Laura, I'm sorry,

but there are ways to prove...

I'll take the test.

I don't need a test!

God, you're a piece of work.

Okay. We're getting

a little tense here.

I didn't mean

anything by it, okay.

It's just a way to be sure.

Mitchell, for you, too--

Just to know that they're...

You don't need to be sure,

Amanda.

We're sure.

You didn't know him before.

We know he's our son.

We know.

Greg?

Does he have the

birthmark on his shoulder?

Did you even check?

You, of all people,

I'd thought you know me.

Sorry.

You don't have to do this.

No, it's okay.

I did.

I covered it up.

You don't have

anything to prove.

It's fine.

I'll take the DNA test...

if that's what

you want me to do.

Mom!

Mom!

Mom! Mom!

Mitchell! Mitchell!

You're having a nightmare.

You're okay.

You're okay now.

Hello.

Wait, who is this?

What picture?

What's on your mind

right now?

I'm just happy to be home.

What do you want to say to the

people who stole your childhood?

Did you post that picture

online?

Mrs. Harris, do you think

your son will ever

be the same again?

What's happening here?

What does it feel like

to be back home?

You'll have to excuse us.

Come on in.

Can I just get one question?

How did they get

that photo?

I'm sorry. I don't want

to cause any trouble.

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