Not Today Page #3

Hey!

You can't just

leave her here!

Sir, hurry.

We will miss the Plane.

AirPort, Please.

- Oh, stop, stop, stop.

- No time.

It's okay.

Give me a second.

Sorry, sir. Boarding for that flight

closed 15 minutes Past.

Would you like...

India, let's party!

Get in the car,

naked man!

Bring on the girls!

This guy's a stupid clown.

Where are the women?

You don't have to do it

one at a time.

Hey, C.T., what's up?

Hey, Liz.

- Let me get Audrey.

- Thank you.

Audrey, still

mad at Caden?

It's none

of your business, really.

He wants to talk to you,

so what do I tell him?

Gotta go, C.T.

See you later.

Thanks, Liz.

Thanks for nothing, Liz.

Well, maybe next time you'll

let me borrow your jeans, gosh.

- Gosh, let her borrow your jeans.

- They don't even fit her.

I gotta say, I didn't really

expect to hear from you...

...after the way our

last conversation went.

- What's up?

- Nothing good.

I don't know,

I've been sick the whole trip.

I'm sorry.

I met this...

This guy.

He came up to me

with his little girl...

...and they were asking

for money for food.

I don't know,

I kind of blew him off.

And, I don't know, for some reason,

I didn't believe him.

And his little girl

is really cute and really dirty.

And, I don't know,

I didn't help them.

Well, that

wasn't very nice.

Oh, well, thank you

for stating the obvious.

You're so helpful.

Hey, you don't have to

get nasty with me.

I was trying

to tell you something for once...

...and you could have

just listened, you know?

Anyway, I was just looking

at some Pictures of them...

...and I just have this really bad

feeling about it.

I can't sleep.

I told them I'd come back

and help them, but I didn't.

And I should've.

I feel like an idiot.

What do you

think of me?

- Are you serious?

- What do you think of me?

What do I think of you?

Plain and simple.

I know what my mom thinks.

Luke's easy,

he has to like me.

My friends I could really

care less about right now.

But you I can't sort out.

So now I need

to be sorted out?

Come on, Audrey.

Please, for once, like,

you know what I mean.

What do you think?

Does it matter?

Yes. What do you mean,

"Does it matter?" Of course it matters.

I think that you ran away from God

when your Parents got divorced...

...and you haven't

found your way back.

I think your mom is trying

to Pray you back every day.

And I think that Luke

loves you.

Not because he has to,

because he wants to,

And I think that you

can't see any of that right now.

Wow, are you done?

Whatever.

That felt good

to get out, didn't it?

As a matter of fact,

it did.

Well, just to clarify that,

God ran from me first.

Do you really believe that?

Yeah, I do.

Come on, Audrey,

do you even know how much...

...I prayed

and got on my knees...

...read the Bible,

did everything you're supposed to do...

...and none of it mattered?

Nothing changed.

So because he didn't answer things

your way...

...that means he didn't answer?

Caden?

Hello?

I'm here.

Look, it's getting late,

so I should Probably go.

Okay.

I'll Pray for you.

Yeah?

That'd be good.

All right.

I miss you.

Okay, bye.

- Hello?

- Mom?

Hey, Caden.

Hey.

- Where's Mom?

- Oh, she just left.

She's gonna be bummed

she missed you.

How's it going?

Still in Hyderabad?

Yeah, yeah, unfortunately,

I'm stuck here.

Anything I can do for you?

Yeah, help me

get out of here faster...

...find Mom,

help me sleep.

Any of those would help.

Like I said,

your mom is not here.

I'm not sure

when she'll be back.

I wish I could help you

get home sooner.

As far as sleeping,

I learned something a long time ago.

If my conscience

isn't clear, it haunts me.

Keeps me up at night

until I've fixed whatever it is.

Once I do, I can sleep

like a baby again.

Maybe God's trying

to get your attention.

What do you think?

If he is, can you tell him

to be a little nicer?

Did you do something that keeps you

up at night, or was it God that did that?

Point taken.

What if I did do something...

...and that's the reason

I can't sleep?

What do I do if

I don't know how to fix it?

I know you hear this from your mother,

Probably from Audrey as well...

...but why don't you Pray?

God will help you sort it out.

He'll open doors, show you

a Path. He always does.

Not always.

No, always.

You might not be able to see it

right now, okay?

Okay.

Listen, I'm good.

Thanks for the talk.

Tell Mom to call.

God, I can't find them.

Okay, so if it's enough

that I tried...

...then, Please, let me

feel better about this.

Okay, if you wanted

my attention...

Please, sir.

Money, sir.

Sir, sir,

money, sir?

- There you go.

- Thank you, sir.

You're welcome.

Well, if you want my attention,

you've got it.

If it's enough...

Really?

Hey, hey.

- Hey.

- No, no, no.

No, it's okay, it's okay.

It's okay.

Do you remember me?

Do you remember me?

Where's the little girl?

- Where's the little girl you were with?

- Oh, gone.

- What do you mean gone?

- Gone, sir.

Whoa, what do you mean gone?

Don't tell me she's dead.

She... She have

now good life.

The education, best for her.

It is best life.

Please.

Wait a minute, you told me

you were dying.

You told me that she was gonna die.

I don't understand.

Sir, she would have.

Well, okay,

just like that?

All is well?

You know what?

Here, hey, hey.

Here.

Better late

than never, right?

What, is it not enough?

Here.

- Sir...

- No, no, no. It's for you.

Stop.

Where exactly

did she go?

They not say.

They take.

- Who wouldn't say?

- The man who buy her not say.

Seriously.

Please tell me you're kidding.

No, sir, I told you,

it is best opportunity.

School, job...

Wait, wait, wait.

You're telling me

that you sold your daughter?

- The man...

- You sold your daughter.

Sir, the man that got her

said this...

- Yeah, you said that.

- Not easy for me, but...

I just don't understand it.

What kind of man buys a child?

What kind of father

sells his own daughter?

I...

I no understand.

This is good.

Can you show me

who bought your daughter?

My cart, this my future.

This best for Annika.

- Please, sir...

- Annika, that's her name?

Annika, daughter.

That's your daughter's name?

The one you sold?

Sir, if this best for her,

why you would not do that?

Look, man, I don't...

I don't understand.

No, sir,

this my cart, sir.

No, no, no, stop.

Buy a new one.

Okay, I'm not leaving until I see this is

what you say it is.

Show me where you took her.

Take me where this happened.

The little girl

he sold you yesterday.

Yeah.

Where's his daughter?

I need the girl. Annika.

She's gone.

I'm just a supplier.

I don't know.

Look, man,

this isn't right, okay?

People don't

sell their kids, okay?

They just don't.

They get jobs or they

stay with friends.

- Sir, go home.

- Wait here.

- Wait here.

- Yeah, go home.

Do you remember

exactly what...

...that vendor guy said

about Annika?

She could work

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