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angel in the front yard. Loki stares at it, lost in

thought until the door opens --

BOB TAYLOR:

Hi.

The man from the candlelight vigil: BOB TAYLOR, 39. Loki

gives him a big smile, shows him his badge.

LOKI:

Why did you run away from me the

other night?

BOB TAYLOR:

I’ve never seen you before. You

sure you got the right house?

LOKI:

You done any shopping at AJ Sax

lately?

BOB TAYLOR:

Yeah, why is it a crime to shop

there?

(motioning to Loki’s

suit)

I don’t have the money to shop at

Brooks Brothers.

LOKI:

You bought childs clothing.

BOB TAYLOR:

Did I? I must have been in a

hurry.

LOKI:

Do you have any children?

(CONTINUED)

Bob pauses, slowly shaking his head.

BOB TAYLOR:

No...I don’t have anything.

Loki gets his foot in the door jam, starts trying to push

his way in as Bob braces against the door --

149 INT. VESTIBULE - BOB TAYLOR’S HOUSE - CONTINUOUS 149

Loki shoves the door open. He grabs Bob, slams him into

some shelves knocking them down -- then slams Bob face

first into the floor, breaking his nose. Loki cuffs his

hands behind his back and forces him to lie on his

stomach.

LOKI:

Your nose leaves that floor I will

shoot you.

Loki gets on his phone as he starts checking the house’s

interior.

LOKI (CONT’D)

Need a rescue unit at 437 Carrol

Street -- possible kidnap victims

on the premises.

Loki’s POV:
mazes are drawn on the walls and cut-out of

the carpets...

KITCHEN:

There’s something in the kitchen sink: flies buzzing all

around it. Loki walks to the sink and sees some hair...

He looks closer, covering his mouth as he steps to the

sink and looks inside. A pig’s head, wearing a wig.

HALLWAY:

Loki moves down the hallway -- stops at an open door. A

cluttered room -- a cage full of mice...

Loki continues down the hall, comes to a closed door.

It’s locked --

150A EXT. LOKI’S SEDAN - PARKED/BOB’S HOUSE - MOMENTS LATER 150A

Loki throws a cuffed Bob Taylor into the back of his car,

slams the door -- pops his trunk, grabs a crowbar --

148 CONTINUED:
148

150B INT. HALLWAY - BOB TAYLOR’S HOUSE - MOMENTS LATER 150B

Loki pries at the locked door with the crowbar -- the

wood splinters -- the door pops open, revealing...

A small room.

Loki’s POV as the door swings in: stacked high against

the wall are SIXTEEN HEAVY DUTY PLASTIC CONTAINERS --

Loki’s jaw drops. He struggles to take one down. It’s

heavy, and locked.

A:

(CONTINUED)

Loki PRIES THE LOCKED CLASP WITH THE CROWBAR until it

breaks. He flips it open. Some bloody kids clothes.

THERE’S SOMETHING MOVING UNDERNEATH...

Loki reaches inside. A SNAKE RISES UP -- HISSING --

LOKI:

Sh*t -- f*** --

LOKI SLAMS IT CLOSED.

Loki takes a breath, then in a mad blur he takes down

another container and another, using the crowbar to break

the locked clasps, flipping the tops open --

More bloody kid’s clothes -- more SNAKES. More plastic

containers to open --

Moments later he’s dripping with sweat, surrounded by

open containers, snakes everywhere. Just one to go...

Out of breath, Loki breaks the lock and opens it...

Inside is a homemade book. Scrawled on its cover:

IF YOU FINISH ALL THE MAZES YOU CAN GO HOME

150 INT. HALLWAY - POLICE STATION - DAY 150

Keller sits on a bench. A SQUEALING door opens.

Franklin bursts out, horrified and rushes past him down

the hall. Then Nancy comes out in tears, her eyes meet

Keller’s for a moment, stunning him --

Keller stands up, getting freaked out. Nancy rushes down

the hall, sobbing, rushing after Franklin.

Loki stands in the doorway looking shaken up.

LOKI:

Mr. Dover? Your wife here?

Nancy’s sobbing is still audible, until she exits into

the parking lot with Franklin and the DOOR SLAMS behind

them.

150B CONTINUED:
150B

(CONTINUED)

LOKI (CONT’D)

Mr. Dover?

KELLER:

She’s not coming.

Loki nods, considering.

LOKI:

Alright. But if you can’t make a

positive ID...she’s going to need

to come in and take a look at

this.

151 INT. EVIDENCE ROOM - POLICE STATION - CONTINUOUS 151

A banged up table covered with evidence bags, all

containing different articles of bloody children’s

clothing.

Loki watches on as Keller stares down at the bagged

clothes.

KELLER:

He confessed? He said he killed

them?

LOKI:

We had hoped he was lying -- we

didn’t find any bodies, but, Mr.

Dover...

Loki is absorbing Keller’s dread, struggling to continue:

LOKI (CONT’D)

The Birches just positively ID’d

two of these as belonging to their

daughter.

(beat)

Do you recognize anything?

Keller looks over the bags, his body going cold as he

picks one up and looks at the shredded shirt inside. He

gently sets it down, relieved.

Another bag, as he picks it up and inspects a bloody

sleeve ripped from a little coat. Another sigh of relief

-- and then as he sees what’s beneath it...

A lone sock with a bunny face on it. Keller picks it up.

His hands are shaking.

LOKI (CONT’D)

Mr. Dover?

150 CONTINUED:
150

(CONTINUED)

Suddenly Keller grabs Loki and slams him against the

wall.

KELLER:

You wasted time -- you wasted time

following ME! YOU LET THIS

HAPPEN!

Loki shoves him off. Plays it tough.

LOKI:

(bellicose)

I did everything I could.

KELLER:

Keep telling yourself that.

Keller walks out and SLAMS THE DOOR --

Loki looks down at the bloody sock in the plastic bag.

He lingers on it guiltily, perhaps imagining how it came

to be here...

Loki seems to lose himself for a moment, his face going

sick...

152 INT. MASTER BEDROOM - THE DOVERS' HOUSE - CONTINUOUS 152

Keller opens the door, looking in on Grace, passed out in

bed. He watches her for a moment, his face like that of

some malfunctioning robot...

153 INT. ANNA’S ROOM - THE DOVERS' HOUSE - DAY 153

Ralph sits on his sister’s bed in shock, holding his cell

phone. He looks up as Keller walks inside and goes to

the window. There are two news vans parked out front.

KELLER:

Don’t talk to them.

Ralph stands up.

RALPH:

Eliza told me they’re dead.

(beat)

Is it true?

Keller doesn’t turn from the window.

151 CONTINUED:
151

(CONTINUED)

KELLER:

No.

RALPH:

But she said they found their --

their bloody clothes.

Keller swings around, grabs Ralph and shakes him --

KELLER:

Don’t you tell your mother that.

Don’t you dare tell her that.

You understand me?

Ralph’s goes rigid, his eyes burn into Keller's.

KELLER (CONT’D)

I want you to listen to me. I

need you to stay around the house

for the next couple days, make

sure she doesn’t see the news --

when the paper comes throw it the

f*** away. We don’t give up on

your sister -- I’m gonna find her

and bring her home. We do not

give up on her, you understand?

Ralph's shakes his head, raging --

RALPH:

You're gonna bring her home?

She's dead, you can't do anything.

You left me and Mom here while you

went out and got f***ing drunk.

You think I can't smell it on you?

Keller grabs Ralph and slams him into the wall, knocking

over a dollhouse. He holds him there for a second, until

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