All language subtitles for Alert.Missing.Persons.Unit.S01E06.720p.WEB.x265-MiNX

- Are we sure this
is the right way?

- Yeah, I'm sure, babe,
it's just up ahead.

- You said that two miles ago.

- Yeah, but this time I mean it.

I just want to be in our favorite
place with my favorite person.

Is that too much to ask?

- No, it's not too much to ask.

Whoa.

- How about this?

Amy Madani, I love you.

I know we don't have much,

but you're the only
thing I need. Marry me?

- Where did you get that...
- I asked you first.

- Oh, my God, uh. Yes!

Yeah!

- Okay, what was that?

- Uh... Tim, am I
dreaming right now?

I hope not.

Weddings aren't
cheap.

Look out!
- Ahh!

- Thank you for
agreeing to see Keith

on such short
notice, Dr. Friedman.

We didn't know what else to do.

- He was doing great,

and then he just kind of
shut down all of a sudden.

- Well, recovery isn't linear.

It can take time
for trauma survivors

to feel safe enough to open up.

- It started when
we tested his DNA.

- That must be the royal
"we" because we, I,

thought that testing
his DNA was a bad idea.

I'm just offering context,
I'm just offering context.

- I did it for our
daughter, Sidney,

she's just having a hard time

accepting that Keith
is really back.

- And how's it been for the
two of you with him home?

- It's been good.
Hard... Strange...

Um, when he was taken,
we were still married.

- Now we're divorced,
but we work together.

And she's currently engaged to the
detective who worked Keith's case.

- And his girlfriend just left him
for lying about being infertile.

You're the one that
wanted context.

- I should say that we
also do treat adults.

- Jay doesn't believe in therapy.
He prefers to suffer in silence.

- Do you think you
can help Keith?

- I do. Right now, your situation
feels uniquely overwhelming.

- Yeah.
- But I do this work every day,

and the kids I'll
introduce Keith to,

they've all been in his
shoes. Healing is possible.

- Great.
- For all of you.

- I'm afraid that we have to go.

- A Tim Wilkes and Amy Madani.

- For two days, you haven't
heard anything from Tim or Amy?

- No, no, and my
calls go to voicemail.

I thought maybe that they
just extended their trip.

I should've called you sooner.
- It's okay, we're here now.

Okay, my team, they're
the best around.

We'll find them, I
promise. Thank you.

- Okay, well, thank you.
- No, thank you.

- Alright nothing from
either one of their parents.

Same as work, no PTO, no sick
days, they just didn't show up.

I ran their credit
card statements.

- You pulled a
warrant that fast?

- Yeah...
- Right, sorry, dumb question.

- Anyway, nothing but a
tank of gas on Friday night.

- Oh, that makes sense,
'cause the neighbor said

that they had gone on some
kind of romantic getaway.

- Alright, so if they're in
trouble, we're two days behind.

- Look at this, past
due, final notice.

All their mail is overdue bills,

and then a couple of
pawn show coupons.

"We buy records,
collectibles..."

- Looks like they sold theirs.
Sun bleach patters, the racks...

I had a vinyl collection,
remember mine?

All punk all the time.

- What I remember is
that at that time,

we couldn't pay
our bills either.

- So, you think they ran?
- Well, I'm looking

at several thousand
reasons why they'd want to.

Hey, baby, what's up?
- The impound lot has their car.

Tow truck driver picked
it up off of Route 414.

Looks like they ditched it.
- Text us the address,

we'll meet you and Kemi there.

- No, it's just me.
Kemi's got another case.

- What case?
- Unsolved kidnapping in '05.

Looks like she finally got a break.
I can pull her if you want me to.

- Nah, let her do her thing.
- Okay.

- I have told you I
have done nothing wrong!

- Other than abduct a child.
- That is ridiculous!

I want a lawyer.
- Well, if wishes were horses,

then beggars would ride.

- This is not a
wish, it is a right.

And I am exercising mine.

- You want to know what
I do for exercise? This.

- Came in this morning.

Guess it'd been sitting
there a couple days.

- The tags are current.

Doesn't look like it got into a
car accident. Why bring it in?

- Says here it
didn't have a permit.

- A permit for what?
- It doesn't say.

- So I just spoke to the
guy at the pawn shop.

Tim was not trying to get cash
for his record collection.

He traded it in for
an engagement ring.

- In my trunk.
- What?

- At the bottom of my gym bag,
hidden in a pair of dirty socks.

- What are you talking about?
- Your engagement ring.

That's where it is.
It's dark, lonely,

looking for a finger
to keep it company.

- We, uh, we talked
to Dr. Friedman today.

- About Keith. I'm
talking about us.

- We had our window to tell
the kids and we didn't.

Now Keith is
struggling in therapy.

It just doesn't feel
like the right time.

- You. re gonna tell them
that their mom is marrying

somebody other than their dad.

I don't think there's
gonna be a right time.

- I think I know what
the permit was for.

Did I miss something?
- Nothing.

Tell us about the permit.
- I once knew this smuggler

in Kabul, trying to take
classified documents

over the border into Iran.

When he got there,
the guard said,

"Hey, what do you
got to declare?"

He said, "Nothing, nothing."
Guard takes out a gun, bang,

shoots him right in the
face. He knew he was lying.

- Point of that story?

- I just told you the
point to that story.

- Hold on...
- The tow truck company said

they picked this car
up at mile marker 42.

That's overflow parking
for the national forest.

- Parking that requires a
permit that they didn't have.

- No cell reception,
no credit card charges,

they were camping and this
snowstorm is headed their way.

- Mike, call the
rangers, I'll call PFD.

Our missing persons case just
became a search and rescue mission.

- That's another ten,

which brings the total
to 865... thousand.

That's not even half
of what we took.

Did we take it or steal it?

We wanted and no
one came for it,

but I still feel
guilty... and turned on.

And terrified.

If this is 800,000, there must
have been 80 million back there.

Who has that kind of cash?

- The part about
you being turned on,

I stopped listening after that.

- You do know a
storm's coming in.

- Mm-hmm.

- And we should
probably go back.

- Mm-hmm.
- Or into the tent.

- Mm-hmm.

- You got something
that belongs to me!

Oh.

Mister, you, um... You
scared the crap out of us.

Oh, I could do more
than that.

- Stop!
- You saw the pallets.

- If it's the money you
want, here, take it. Take it!

- That's unfortunate.
- No!

- We gotta go. Tim,
we gotta go, now.

- Who was that guy?
- I have no idea,

but we have to get
off this mountain.

- Let's get our money.

- You work for
search and rescue.

There are two people missing.

- We'll look for them in 12
hours, after the storm passes.

- By that time, it
may be too late.

- We have two hours at most

before this storm
reaches the park,

and before that, high
winds, low visibility...

I can't send my team in
there, it's not safe.

- Then don't send
your team, send us.

Choppers us up, and take off.

- Where? The park
is 70,000 acres.

- I think I can narrow that
down by 100 fold or more.

These photos were at
Tim and Amy's apartment.

Different seasons, but almost
always in the same area.

- That makes sense, they chose their
favorite spot for the engagement.

- Yeah. Fisher's Point,
Clark's Nob, Bald Nob.

Three points, three angles.
Dust it off with a little bit

of trig, that is a
ten-acre sweet spot

in and around the
summit of Big Mountain.

- Okay, okay, Big Mountain.

Can you assign a pilot
to take us there?

- I told you. No, I can't
put my team at risk.

But I can take you there myself.

- Great.
- God help me.

- Before we begin, I'd
like to introduce the group

to a new member, Keith Grant.

The first day can be
a little daunting,

but just remember that this
is a safe space, Keith.

Everyone here is a
survivor, just like you.

A survivor, not a victim.

See, that's what we do here.

We reclaim our trauma so
we can reframe our stories.

I'm just here for the
cookies.

- So, let's start
with something sweet.

Being home. How does that feel?

- Guilty.

That's how I felt.

Ashamed.

Scared that people wouldn't
like me if they knew the truth,

or they'd... they'd blame me.

I'd blame me.

So I, uh, I tried to forget.

And... you can, you know.

Forget some things.

- But other things
stay with you.

- The way the room smelled.

Her. Some of her.

Everything about her except the
stuff the cops actually need.

I'm to blame for getting caught.

I'm to blame for
not catching her.

She's still out there.

How can I forgive
myself for that?

- We have to, don't we?

- You got flares, first
aid, and a sat phone.

Doesn't make up for not
having common sense,

but it's the best I got for you.

- No, you've done
plenty, thank you.

- That's the ridge line from
the photo that Kemi showed us.

We're going this way, east.

- Okay, I'll give
you 30 minutes.

After that, you're on your own.

- You did the right thing.
- Putting them in harm's way?

- They know what they're doing,

so you staring at your phone
is not gonna help them do it.

- Right.
- But here's a smile,

I just got an invitation
to my dad's 60th.

It's gonna be a
black tie, open bar,

a little bit of back-stabbing.

- Sounds more like an olive
branch than an invitation.

You should go.
- You know, this case

I'm working on is kind of my white
whale, the one that got away.

- Right.
- I need to solve it

before he and I, uh, can air
kiss and pretend to make up.

Why?

What's he got to do with it?

- Do you know who I am?

- You know, that's funny.

I was about to ask
you the same thing.

- I am... untouchable.

- You don't remember, do you?

18 years ago, in Zamfara,

a man broke into the
home of a wealthy couple,

and took their 15-year-old girl.

And for three days
and three nights,

He held her captive,

until the police raided
the man's compound

and saved the girl.

Now, the girl's father told her
that the man died in that raid.

But decades later...

here you are.

- That is a terrible...
terrible story.

But I had nothing to do with it.
- Scar on your left shoulder.

Burn mark on your chest.

I know who you are.

And by now, I'm pretty
sure you know who I am too.

After you did that to me,

I didn't speak for a year.

The doctors couldn't help me.

Until my nana took
me to a shaman.

And the minute
the shaman saw me,

she shrieked...

because she knew I had powers.

A connection to the spirit
world in which, I assure you...

you are very touchable.

- We've been walking for
an hour. I need to rest.

My stomach.

From that punch.

Something happened.

- It's all right. Are you okay?

- It kills. My shoulder too.

- Do you recognize any of this?
- No.

I'm sorry. I know we
have to keep going.

- I'm the one who
should be sorry.

I was so scared, I just ran.

But I think I may
have gotten us lost.

I'm sorry.

- You ever been in therapy?
- I was, am, will be.

Although, he's probably going
to want to charge double

if I keep working with you.
- Anyway, I went to a shrink

with Nik today to
talk about Keith.

- Yeah, she told me.
- In under two minutes,

this guy, he started
talking about us,

how we disagree about
Keith's DNA test,

how we disagree about
Keith seeing a therapist...

- Those decisions
aren't easy to make.

- I know, but the thing
is, it took him two minutes

to realize that I drive
her completely nuts.

You know, like I'm
a scab on her body

that she can't stop picking at.

That's me, the
human scab, right?

That's me. You can disagree
with me, that's the point.

- Hey, look.

Is that Tim?

- Who the hell is that?

- Clear. I'm gonna
check the perimeter.

Tim, Amy, it's Philly
PD! We're here to help.

What do you got?

- .308 cal. My guess,
it's from a Mauser.

- What, a sniper rifle?
- We used these in the war

to snipe targets
from, like, Bermuda.

I don't know who the hell
would be using it out here.

Certainly not Tim and Amy.
- Well, I found two sets

of prints headed north.
Looks like they were running.

- Alright. Let's get
Lisa, chopper him back.

Maybe get an ID, somehow figure
out how Tim and Amy are involved.

- I agree, but once she's gone,

we're on our own with
whoever did this.

- We're short. It's not here.

Could be anywhere.
What do you want to do?

- Looks like we're
going hunting.

- I'm sure we've been
reported missing.

So we're gonna light
a fire, get warm,

and wait for someone
to come find us.

Talk about burning
through money.

Come on, get closer.

Tim, babe, you
need to stay warm.

Timmy.

Tim! Tim.

- Thank you... for saying yes.

- Of course, yes. Yes, yes.

A thousand times yes.

Tim... Help, help. Help! Help!

Somebody please help us!

- The body you found on the
mountain, we ran his prints.

His name is Allen Foley,
he's a freighter pilot.

Two days ago, he captained
a flight that was flagged

for inspection upon arrival,

but when he landed,
there was no cargo.

- None? Nothing at all?

- Well, my guess, someone
tipped him off and he dumped it.

- I reached out to the FAA to see the
flight path between Toronto and here.

Granted, talking to people is
not usually in my wheelhouse,

but interacting with the living
was surprisingly refreshing.

- Okay, and?!

- And the flight path
from there to here

goes directly over
Buchanan State Forest.

- It looks like he
ditched the cargo, landed,

and then circled back to get it.

- So wait, who found
him before he could?

- Well, when we have
that, we will call.

Until then, please
just be careful.

- Yeah. Hey, Nik, we'll
get back to you. Thanks.

- Hey! That could be
Tim and Amy right there.

- Yeah, well, we gotta
hurry, 'cause that fire,

if we can see it,
Foley's killer can too.

- Our friend from the lake?

- Our boy friend. Male.

Caucasian. Between 10 and
14. Here, check this out.

It's a... It's a work in
progress, but with any luck,

I should be able to connect
him to a missing John Doe

in a week or two.

- Good. He deserves to be
reunited with his parents.

Hey, by the way,
Rachel's on her way over.

- Wait, wait, uh...

Wh...
Why? What for?

- I told the ME about Foley,

and he's sending
her to pick him up.

You know she won't bite, right?

- Nobody said
anything about biting.

- Hey.

I just got a call from
the State Department.

- Is there an
ambassador missing?

- No, but a diplomat is.

Isaiah Donzomo. I
don't know who he is

or what he means to
you, Kemi, but uh...

- Um, uh...

He...

- What?
- He abducted me when I was 15.

And, uh... demanded
a ransom payment

that my father
refused... to pay.

- Oh, that's...

I'm sorry, Kemi, that's awful.

- I, uh...

My father told me
that he was dead,

and last week at
the train station,

the reason that I was
distracted is because I saw him.

He has to pay... for
what he did to me.

- Hey, I agree, I agree.

And I wish that I had the
power to do that, but...

whoever he was, he is
now a Nigerian minister

of trade and development
out of the consulate.

He has
diplomatic immunity,

Kemi, you have to let him go.

- No. No. No...

No, no, I can't do that.

I can't... You can't
ask me to do that.

Please don't ask me to do that.

- Hey. We will figure
something out, but not today.

Today, you have to let him go.

And once he's gone, I need
you to set it aside...

and dig into Alan Foley.

There's a killer out
on that mountain,

and we need to find
out who he is. Okay?

- Okay.

Okay.
- Okay.

- Thank you.

- Like I said... untouchable.

- Hey.

You need a ride?

- You really gonna
ask the kidnapped kid

if he wants to get
in a stranger's car?

- What's the worst
that could happen?

- I do not believe you.

- I'm so serious. In F9.

Ludacris and Tyrese get
in a car and go to space.

- What?
- Yeah.

- I thought Tokyo Drift was bad.

- It was, yeah.

- I guess I'm lucky I missed it.

One of the few perks of
living in a basement.

- Alright. Good.

- The basement was
anything but good.

- Talking about
it is. Opening up.

- Why does everyone want
to hear my sob story?

Don't you all have your
own crap to deal with?

- It's not about us.
It just actually helps.

Dealing with the
past is the only way

to get back to normal.
- Normal?

Man, I don't even know
what normal looks like.

Everyone keeps asking
me about what happened,

but all I can think about
is how much I missed.

I'm the only kid in high school
who doesn't have social media

or love Lizzo.

I can't even drive
a freakin' car.

I'm so far from normal,

I wouldn't even
know where to start.

- Alright. New plan.
- What are you doing?

- Your turn. If you want it.

- What's the worst
that could happen?

- Yeah! Alright.
- Alright.

That's
what I want to hear.

- Tim! Amy!

Hey. Philadelphia PD,

we're gonna get you out of
here. Tell me what happened.

Tim's gone. Amy, I'm so sorry.

- Okay, we can't stay here.

And to keep in front
of whoever that is,

we can't take him with us.

- You're in shock and talking
about is not gonna bring him back.

But if you tell
me what happened,

maybe we can understand
what we're up against.

You gotta talk to me.

- Hey. Any chance
the cavalry's coming?

- I wish. Are you guys okay?

- Uh... For the moment.
What do you know?

- I spoke with Foley's wife,

and she said that he came back
from his last trip in a panic,

and then headed
out at first light.

- Yeah, because he
dropped his contraband

and needed to get it back
before his bosses noticed.

- And the wife told me this,

despite the fact that another cop
had already visited the house.

- Wait, what other cop?
- Exactly.

She didn't get a name, but the
doorbell cam caught a photo.

- The man on the
mountain with you,

his name is Bill Winchester.

He is the cleaner for the 215,

that is the gang responsible
for 40% of the meth

in the Eastern Seaboard.

This guy has done time
for arson, armed robbery,

attempted murder, you name it.

Mike, are you listening to me?

- Jay! Jay!
- Mike, what's going on?

- They're here!

- I can't see them, can you?

- Mike, talk to me, Mike!

Mike!

Mike!

Mike! Talk to me, Mike!

Mike!

Ping their phones and get
me Lisa, I'm going up there.

- You mean, we are.
- I shouldn't have let them go,

and I am not making
that mistake again.

I need you here, because
whatever we just heard,

I need you to pray...

that it's not what
we think it is.

- Let's get him on
this table. Come on.

Mike, hang in there.

Come on, Mike. We found
a ranger's station.

You're gonna be
fine.

You're fine.

Come on.
Hey, relax. Relax.

Head up.

- I can't just leave
him. Tim... I...

My Tim is still out there.
I can't just leave him.

- Listen to me, listen to
me. I hate leaving him too.

We have a maniac out there,
okay? And he's coming for us.

I don't want to leave
Tim out there either,

but we'll go back for him when
we have a chance, I promise you.

But right now, we gotta think
about survival, that's it.

Do you understand?
- Yeah.

- Alright, look. All these
drapes, close 'em. Please.

Alright, buddy. We're good.

We can't outrun 'em,
but we can hide.

- I can't outrun them,
but you can, okay?

Get the hell out of here.

- Trust me, I'd
love to leave you,

but Nik would kill me.
There's a first aid kit

in his bag. Check it, please.

- I found bandages.

- Alright, pressure, right
there. Let me feel your pulse.

Heart's beating too fast,
trying to pump too little blood.

- You don't have a bottle
of bourbon in there, do you?

Or rubbing alcohol,
I don't care.

- But I do got O
negative on tap.

- Last known coordinates off
the sat phone put them here.

- Oh, my God. It's Tim.

What the hell happened?

- An ambush.

- He's gone.

So, where's everybody else?

- Mike. Lisa...

I know you didn't
have to do this,

and I have no right
to ask you to do more,

but I'm gonna need you to wait
for me back in the landing zone.

Kill the lights, but
stay on the radio,

and be ready.
We'll have wounded.

- What are you gonna do?

- That depends on what supplies
you have back in the helicopter.

- This transfusion's
doing you right,

but you're still
losing too much blood.

I'm gonna have to cauterize
the wound, alright?

- Yeah.
- See if you can find anything

combustible in here,
okay? I got this.

- I've got easy-strike
matches and um...

there's a cooking
burner over there.

- Okay, that's good. That'll come
in handy when we decide to eat him.

I got an idea.

I got some bullets
left in my gun.

- Save your ammo. If you
want to do something for me,

just take care of Nikki.

- Shut up, Mike. Please,
would you shut up?

- Scabs are ugly, okay?

But
they also protect us.

And help us heal.
People need scabs.

And Nikki, she needs you.

- No, she doesn't.

Alright, look, I'm gonna
tell you something,

and I'm not saying
this to piss you off,

I just need you to find
that will to survive, okay?

When you and Nik first met,
I tried to get her back.

I know, I know, I'm a terrible
person. Alright? I was jealous.

I was jealous, I saw my
opportunity, I took it, but...

there's no accounting for taste,
because she chose you, buddy.

- Is that true?
- Yeah, it's true.

You're not the backup singer.

You're Freddie Mercury.

Minus the coke.

And
the charisma, alright?

- Someone's outside.

- Good evening, friends!

Hope I didn't catch
you at a bad time.

- I'm tending to a wounded
man because of you!

- We'll keep this short, then.

You have something of mine.

If you'd be so kind
as to return it,

you can resume
with your wounded.

- The money.

I forgot I have it.

- Okay. I give you this money,

you're just gonna take off?
What insurance do I have?

- None. The way I see it,

you have no other
option now, do you?

- Alright. Give
me a little space.

- If you won't cooperate,

you leave me no choice
but to cut my losses.

- Just a little bit
of gun powder, Mike.

- I'm losing patience!

- Alright, buddy,
I'm not gonna lie,

this is gonna hurt
like a son of a bitch,

but you're bleeding
too much, okay?

- Yeah.
- This is your final warning.

I'm gonna count to three,

and if you're not out here with
my money, we will open fire.

- You ready?
- Yeah. I'm ready.

- Alright. One...
- One!

- Wait, I need a minute!

- You don't have a minute! Two!

- Three...

You're
good. We did it.

We did it. You're good.
Pressure, pressure, pressure.

Change of heart?
- Change of plans.

- Dead man's switch.

If I go down, you
go down with me.

- Oh no.
- What do you want?

- Why, Nik, why?
- What do you think?

- I'm not leaving
without my money.

- I'm taking my team and
I'm walking out of here.

Search and rescue
are coming for us,

so whatever you do with
your money is your concern.

- Nik?
- How's Mike?

- He's not good! He needs
to be medevac'd out of here.

- That's not happening.

- Well, this detonator
says different.

- You're not a suicide bomber.

You won't kill
yourself. Not over this.

- I'm a cop. I saw your
file, I know who you are.

- So you know you won't be
getting out of here alive.

- I'm not talking about your
crimes. I'm talking about you.

No wife, no children, there is
no one you can't live without.

So you can't imagine the
agony of living without them.

Me? I don't have to imagine.

My son went missing
six years ago,

and every day that
passed without him,

I wished I could trade
my life in for his.

I feel the same about the man
in that cabin. I love him.

Now, to you, those are
silly words, but to me,

they're the air I breathe.

Without him, I would suffocate.

So if you want to call my bluff,

by all means, go ahead!

I've held this
detonator for six years.

Maybe it's about time
I let it go. Hmm?

- I'm not leaving
without my money.

- Understood.

Hey, Jay! The money!

- What the hell is this?
They took a million-eight.

- They burned the money.
They were freezing,

they burned the
money to stay warm.

- You got your money.
- This isn't over.

I will come for you.

- You're out of your mind, Nik.

I know I'm crazy, but
you're on another level.

- Jay, Jay, just listen.

- We gotta get that
receiver off of you.

- Listen!
- Listen to what?

- That receiver's not on me.

Then where the hell
is it?

- You'd be surprised
how many explosives

S&R carry on the chopper.

- You were bluffing?

- Hey, baby, baby...

Come one, baby, wake up.

- Listen to me. You're
gonna fly back with them.

I'm gonna go check on
Winchester and his guys.

When that helicopter comes
back, I'm going to get Tim,

and I'm bringing him home. Hey,
I promise you. I promise you.

- You have to wake up, Mike.

- Hey, how is he?
- He's still in surgery.

- He's gonna be okay,
okay? The candles said so.

- I called the State Department
and told them about Danzomo.

- Yeah.
- I wish that I could do more.

- Yeah, me and you both.

- Your father... what is...?
- Yeah, yeah. Um...

He, uh, he refused to pay
the ransom because he thought

it would encourage
more kidnappings.

So um, my sisters,
my mother, he...

He sacrificed me
to protect them.

- That's horrific.
- Yeah.

- He must be filled
with shame and regret.

- Trust me, he doesn't know
the meanings to those words.

- Or it's the reason he
invited you to his party.

Only one way to find out, right?

- Yes, yeah.

I just read the medical
examiner's report on Tim.

The punch ruptured his spleen
and caused internal bleeding.

There was nothing
you could've done.

I know that that doesn't make
the pain feel any easier.

But if I were you,
I'd want to know.

- Tim and I got engaged
on the mountain.

That's why we went.

But am I still engaged?

Do I... Do I take this off?

- You do what your
heart tells you to do.

- Is it true you and
Detective Sherman are engaged?

- Yes.

- Why don't you have a ring?
- I do.

It's in his trunk.
- Why?

- Well...

'Cause I'm an idiot.

- Hey! Hands off my body. Or
at least buy me dinner first.

- Rachel, hi.
- So...

This is where the
necromancy happens.

The decor is a little on
the nose, but uh, I like it!

Hey, they bought
you a 3D printer?!

- Oh...
- They won't even fix

my paper jams.
- Okay, this is really

specifically
calibrated, actually.

- Coroner's office has
none of this stuff.

- Hey, sorry, please
don't touch that.

- Hey! You're the one
putting your hands

where they don't belong.

- Oh, this isn't actually...
- That's not mine, is it?

- They never look like their
profile picture, do they?

Um, your
date's over here, uh,

and we ran a full
facial recognition so...

But it's completely
uncontaminated.

The only body I touched
today was my own.

- Uh...

- Oh, my God.

That's not... I didn't.
- Wow.

- Please forget
that I said that.

- No chance. And I gotta go.

Next time you have a body
for me, give me a heads up.

- Yes.

- Here's my card.

- Sorry.

- Use it.

- Yeah. It's cool.
I've... That's...

Yeah.

- Hey, baby.

- Hmm.

- How do you feel?

- About as good as I look.

But... I'm better
now that you're here.

- You know, Doc says that you're
one of the luckiest guys he knows.

One centimeter to the left,

and there would've been
nothing Jay could do.

- Oh, well... I slept
during the end of the movie.

What happened?

- Well, the good
guys were good...

- Hmm.
- Bad guys are caught.

Yeah?

- And I asked you to marry me.

- Well, talk about
a wow finish, huh?

- A trunk is no
place for a ring.

- Well, they cut my pants off.

- That's not where I
thought this was going.

- No, my pants, I need my pants.

- Oh, okay.

For the record, I just kind
of asked you to marry me,

so if we could, uh...

If we could sideline the
whole pants thing and...

get back to the
question at hand.

- Yeah?
- Yeah.

I thought it was in the trunk.
- I was being metaphorical.

It was either that or admit
that putting them in my pants

created and insane
amount of chafing.

- You carried it with you.

- It... You... Us.

For better or uh, well,
at the moment, for worse.

Talk
about bad timing, huh?

- Oh, babe.

If today taught me anything,

it's that there
is no such thing.

- I don't understand.

He invited me.

- I invited you, Kemi.

I thought it might be
a pleasant surprise,

but when he found out,
he was quite insistent...

- That his daughter be left
out in the cold? Again?

- I'm sorry.

But you can't come in.

- You know, as a child,

I used to cry because
Father was always gone.

But now I cry because
he is a bastard.

- Keith was focused.

He listened intently
to what everyone said.

- That's good. I mean, you
said that he met someone?

- Oliver, yes. He
encouraged Keith to open up.

As I mentioned when we first
met, that's one of my goals,

is to expose your son to
people with similar experiences

in the hopes of encouraging him

to feel comfortable
opening up about his own.

Yeah, I mean,
that's definitely gonna take

some time. Him opening up.

Unfortunately, he
gets that from me.

- Do you want to
talk about that?

- Talk about what?
- Suffering in silence?

- Uh... Yeah, yeah, I
guess I can do that.

- Hey. Uh, thanks for the
ride today, and for, uh...

listening, or whatever.

Difuze