The Guardian Page #3

Shopping.

It's unbelievable.

Where's she from?

She's from England.

London.

She used to work at Orman Street

Hospital for sick children.

Hey, how'd you guys find her?

Well, that's the

really strange thing,

we had originally liked

this other girl better.

She wasn't your first choice?

I wanna see the first choice,

I want her phone number.

I'm serious!

You okay?

Hey.

Somethin' wrong?

No, nothing.

I'm fine.

It was an accident.

- Let me see that.

- No, please.

- Do you have a doctor?

- Yes.

Who?

Who you seein'?

Oh, I have an

appointment tomorrow.

Where?

In Westwood.

How you gonna get down there?

Oh, uh--

You know, I could

take you, if you...

Oh, no, thanks.

Really, it's all right.

- You sure?

- You're very kind.

Yes, thank you.

Okay.

Look what I got!

Oh God,

look at that!

Aw, look at him!

- Aw, he's so--

- Unbelievable!

You guys did this?

- He's great, isn't he?

- Can I hold him?

Yeah, sure.

Looks like Winston Churchill.

He doesn't smoke cigars yet.

What a sweetie!

What, did you want to

hold him, Ralph? Huh?

Camilla.

They ever give you a night

off around here?

Yes, every Tuesday.

- Tomorrow?

- Mm-hm.

Hey, I've got a house

goin' up around the corner.

On Sultari.

It's pretty interesting, really.

It's a lot different

from this one.

You could come by,

check it out.

Uh, no, I don't

think so, thank you.

Well, maybe when

you're feelin' better.

- Okay.

- Okay, great.

- I'll see you.

- Thank you.

Okay, bye!

Great meeting you!

And you have a beautiful baby!

- Thank you!

- You're so lucky!

- Thank you!

- Bye!

Come on, sweetheart.

Go to sleep for Daddy,

come on.

Come on, Jakey.

Go to sleep, baby,

come on.

Yeah, go to sleep for Daddy.

What is it, honey?

Nothing.

Morning.

How's Jake?

Slept like a log.

How 'bout you?

Would you like some breakfast?

Just a coffee.

Black.

Please.

Aw, hey, don't work

too hard today, okay?

Have a good day, Jake.

Have a nice day,

Mr. Sterling.

Thanks.

Can you feel it, Jake?

In a few days your

blood is pure.

All right,

let's go see Camilla, okay?

Hey.

Hi.

You look good.

Thank you.

I started

breastfeeding today.

How'd it go?

It went well.

He loved it and it felt great.

Will you zip me up?

What's with the bandage?

Oh, it's just that cyst

I was telling you about.

- Yeah?

- Thanks.

So where you going?

Down to Melrose,

to look at some shops.

Meeting someone?

No, just me.

I'm jealous.

I miss girls' night out.

There were a bunch of crazy

art school girls in Chicago.

That's how I met Phil, actually.

In a pizza parlor.

They dared me to ask

him if he was a virgin.

Was he?

Actually, he's never

said to this day.

So how're you gonna get there?

I'm gonna walk.

Oh, don't walk, let

me give you a ride,

you realize how far that is?

Yeah, it's okay,

I love walking.

Anyway, it'll do me good.

So now remember,

burp him after

each breast,

and if it gets sore,

his formula's on the

kitchen table, okay?

Okay.

Night-night.

Bye!

- You be good.

- He'll miss you.

Aw, I'll miss him.

Night!

- Ned!

- Hi, Kate.

- Hi!

- How you doin'?

- Fine. Come on in.

- Thanks.

Oh, dropped the duck.

How's

my favorite kid?

He's fine,

he's sleeping in

the living room,

you wanna see him?

Actually, is Camilla around?

No, she's not, was

she expecting you?

No, well, we didn't

have formal plans,

but I heard about

this band at work,

and I thought maybe she'd

want to go check 'em out.

I was gonna take her

down to her doctor first.

The doctor?

Yeah, she had somethin'

wrong with her side.

Uh, she never said

anything about the doctor.

Actually, she said she was

gonna go window shopping.

She just left.

You could probably--

- No.

- ...catch her.

Here, why don't

you take these?

No, come on, she just left!

You could probably catch her

Forget it,

I'm a little late--

Ned, come on.

Late for what?

Late for Camilla,

go after her!

Camilla!

Camilla!

Yes!

Okay, um,

my name is Runcie.

I'm at 1201 Astral Drive.

Right.

I want to report a--

Runcie.

Yes, R-U-N-C...

Look, just listen to me, please.

Okay, um...

There's coyotes in my yard.

Yeah.

No, no, no,

I'm sure.

Mm-hm.

What?

No, don't tell me

it's impossible.

Look, they're right outside

my f***in' house, okay?

Okay, they don't come

down until they're hungry,

that's fine, they're

hungry, all right!?

They're hungry,

they're here, all right!?

Yeah.

No, no, listen, please.

Send somebody, okay?

Uh-huh.

Astral...

Hello?

Hello!

F***!

F***.

Hi, we're not home right

now, so leave a message

after the tone and

we'll call you back.

Thanks!

Bye.

Phil, listen to me.

I saw something tonight.

I can't believe what I just saw.

Camilla...

You gotta believe me!

Don't let that woman

back in your house!

Don't let that woman back in--

Sh*t.

F***!

Jesus!

You shouldn't

have followed me.

You come down here,

I'll blow you away.

Mr. Sterling,

we don't know each other,

but my name is Molly Sheridan.

I got your number from

the Guardian Angel agency.

I hope I'm not

inconveniencing you but...

I need to talk to you.

It's very important.

Will you please call me?

My number's 805-295-8170.

Phil, listen to me.

I saw something tonight.

Mr. Sterling?

Would you come

and look at Jake?

Something wrong?

I'm not sure.

What is it?

Well, I think he looks

a bit pale, don't you?

Oh, yeah.

Yeah.

How you doin', Jakey?

How you feelin'?

I got worried about him

when I came in this morning.

He's usually awake,

and he wasn't.

I don't know,

what do you think?

Maybe he just

needs some fresh air.

Do me a favor,

call Dr. Klein.

Oh, I don't think it's

that serious, really.

Let's not guess.

Call Dr. Klein.

Yes?

Mrs. Sheridan?

I'm Phil Sterling.

Oh.

Please come in.

This is my son Scott.

Hello, Scott.

Hi.

Do you know a woman

called Diana Julian?

I'm sorry, I don't.

It's not her name anyway;

she always uses different names.

But it is possible you know her.

Why do you think so?

You know the

Guardian Angel agency?

Yes.

The person that takes care

of your child is from there?

That's right.

The person that

took care of Lia.

Diana Julian,

she called herself,

was recommended by Guardian

Angel, or so we thought.

She worked for us

just under a month.

We loved her.

We trusted her,

and she took Lia away.

Now the police can't find her.

All her references, fake.

All the addresses

she left us, fake.

We didn't find out

'til it was too late.

I wanna help you,

Mrs. Sheridan, but I'm not--

Don't you see,

the police are doing

everything they can but

they think Lia is dead.

If I thought that,

I couldn't go on.

So I'm doing whatever I can.

I hired a private

detective who got

the client list

from Guardian Angel.

I thought maybe somebody else

had this woman in their house.

I see.

I called everyone on

the list I could find.

People have been

very cooperative.

Apparently it's happened before.

I am sure it's her.

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