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LINDSAY: So you were on
the case back then?

TAYLOR: Yeah, the chief of detectives
put together a task force.

There were over a dozen
detectives temporarily assigned.

I was one of them.

Tommy was eight years
old when he disappeared.

Been begging his
parents for a long time

to let him walk
the dog by himself.

They finally gave in.

That was his house.

Okay, don't talk to
anyone you don't know.

Straight to the park
and straight back,

and as soon as Leo is
done doing his business,

you come right home,
you understand?

Tommy, are you listening?

Yes, Mom.
I won't talk to strangers

and I'll come right back
when Leo's done.

I promise.

Love you.

FATHER: Tommy, make sure
you use the crosswalks.

MOTHER:
Love you.

That was the last
time they saw him.

They promised each other
they'd never move.

They believe his soul is
still with them in the house.

The owner of this
store saw Tommy

right after he left the house.

He gave him a quarter
to buy a lollipop

in that candy store
down the street.

Thanks.

The clerk in the candy store
remembered Tommy coming in

to buy the lollipop.

LINDSAY: So an eight-year-old
boy goes missing

in a tight-knit
neighborhood like this.

There had to have been
dozens of tips.

Hundreds.

Did any of them pan out?

It always came back

to Keith Milner.

He lived up there.

He was 17 at the
time, real bad seed.

Whenever he wasn't
terrorizing the neighborhood,

he sat on that fire
escape smoking dope.

See that guy right there?

He's the last person
to see Tommy alive.

♪

The whole precinct was
out looking for Tommy.

Four hours later

unis found Milner in the park,

high on angel dust,
holding Tommy's puppy, and

he had Tommy's blood
on his jacket.

So, did Milner ever
make a statement?

By the time the
angel dust wore off

and he was coherent
enough to talk,

his parents were at the
precinct with a lawyer.

Without a statement,
a body, or a witness,

we never had enough
to charge him.

Thank you.

LINDSAY: So, where'd
Milner go after that?

TAYLOR: There were a lot of
angry people around here.

Death threats against
Keith and his family.

They were eventually
forced to move away.

Looks like someone welcomed
him back to the neighborhood.

♪ Out here in the fields

♪ I fight for my meals

♪ I get my back into my living

♪ Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah.

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(siren wailing)

Somebody threw him a beating
before cutting his throat.

Still has his wallet
and jewelry.

LINDSAY:
Keith Milner,

the only suspect in the
disappearance of Tommy Lewis,

is found dead in the park

a block away from
where the kid vanished

exactly 20 years ago today.

My guess is, this about payback,

not a payday.

I'm sure there's still
a lot of people

in this neighborhood
who'd love to see him dead.

Probably most of all
Tommy's parents.

I'm curious to hear how they'd
take the news of his murder.

That's if it's news
to them at all.

("I Don't Owe You a Thang"
by Gary Clark Jr. playing)

♪ Well, I ain't got no money

♪ No fancy car

♪ Ain't got no excuses, baby

♪ Hangin' at the bar

♪ I don't owe you a thang, baby,
I don't owe you a thang ♪

♪ I don't owe you
a thang, baby ♪

♪ I don't owe you a thang

♪ Well, we ain't
getting married ♪

♪ I ain't buying you
no diamond ring ♪

♪ That's all right.

(turns off music)

Come and get it, sweetie.

There you are, sleepyhead.

Grace.

♪

♪ I traveled through the night,
hopin' to find my peace ♪

♪ You see these words collide,
waitin' for someone like me ♪

♪ I know you're waitin' now,
I know you're waitin' now ♪

♪ I know you're waitin' now,
it's time to believe ♪

♪ Yeah, I'm fallin'

♪ Wait for the moment

♪ Said what you wanted

♪ To me

♪ While you stole
the world from me ♪

♪ I know you're waitin' now,
it's time to believe... ♪

(grunting)

(indistinct chatter)

MAN:
Come on, come on!

(grunting)

(distorted grunting)

Don't let
that chump off easy, man!

(grunting continues)

Oh, yeah, work it!

(grunting)

(bell clanging) Whew!

MAN:
That-a-boy, Flack.

All right... good work.
Whoo.

You hit me so hard
with that right hand,

I was gonna call your parole
officer and have you violated.

- That's why I let up at the end.
- Come on.

(laughs) You beat me
up the whole fight,

but I got you fair
and square right there.

Seriously, man,
you've come a long way.

Three months ago, that punch
would've put you on your ass.

You're learning to relax in
the ring, keep your composure.

You're just saying nice things
to keep me coming back,

because you like getting
paid to hit a cop.

Hey, you know I love you, Flack.

I know you love hitting me.

- See you next week same time?
- Yes, sir.

All right.

(phone ringing)

Hey, baby.

Last night was amazing...
I can't stop thinking about you.

You were incredible.

Grandma? (Gasps)

Oh, sorry.

Yes, I knew it was you.
(laughs)

I'm sorry.

What?

Yeah, today's my day off.

Anything for you.
What do you need?

♪

DANVILLE (sighs):
Hey, Sid.

Hey, Jo. You know,
there have been

a number of times over the years
when unidentified remains

of a male child
about Tommy Lewis' age

have come through this morgue,

and each time, we did
the DNA comparison to a sample

provided by Tommy's parents,
hoping we'd be able

to give them some closure.

And now,

lying dead on this table
is possibly

the one man who knew

the fate of that child.

(wry laugh)
What can you tell me

about Keith Milner's murder?

He was very healthy
and well nourished.

No signs of recent or chronic
drug abuse or disease.

That's surprising.
From all the reports I read,

Milner had quite the drug problem
back when Tommy went missing.

He appears to have
kicked the habit.

The mortal wound to the neck
is a shallow laceration

that completely dissected
the jugular vein.

The blade was short,
sharp and narrow.

Sounds like a straight razor,
some kind of box cutter?

Whatever the instrument,

it looks like this substance

was transferred from the blade
into the wound tract.

Single slash wound.

Whoever did this went
right for the kill.

And it wasn't the first time
Mr. Milner

was attacked last night.

The discoloration
under the epidermis

around the orbital bones

and clotting around the wound
above the eye

tell me...
he suffered these injuries

at least a couple of hours
before he was murdered.

Take a look here.

I was surprised

at the absence

of typical defensive wounds
on the arms and hands.

He didn't put up
much of a fight.

So the question is:

Did the person that
attacked Milner earlier

go back and finish the job,

or did he run into someone else?

Hmm.

DANNY:
Milner hasn't had so much as

a parking ticket
in the last 20 years.

How is it possible that a guy who
murdered an eight-year-old boy

- turns into this model citizen?
- All right.

Maybe Milner wasn't the guy
that everyone thought he was.

What do you mean?

There were a lot of bosses
and experienced detectives

calling the shots on that case.

No one was very interested
in the...

opinion of a young detective.

It always bothered me that

he was the only suspect
from day one.

He was the perfect guy for them.

- Everything fit.
- It did, though, right?

I mean, I looked
over the reports

of the original
missing persons case.

I mean, Milner was no angel...
assault, burglary.

He had over a dozen arrests
before Tommy disappeared.

And not for nothing, Mac.

Milner had Tommy's blood
on his jacket

when the cops found him.

Yeah, but Tommy's blood
was also on the puppy,

and it was never determined
whether the blood

was transferred from the jacket
to the dog

or the dog to the jacket.

All right, well, if he didn't
kill Tommy, who did?

DANVILLE: Lewises are in the wind.
Neighbors say

their car has been gone

since early this morning.

Mr. Lewis works
at a print shop

overnight in the neighborhood.

Took his lunch break at
2:00 a.m. and never came back.

Lovato's out looking for him.

I mean, you think Tommy's father

might have actually killed
Milner himself?

Milner shows up
in the neighborhood

at the 20th anniversary
of his kid's death.

Certainly has motive.

Well, motive is fine, but,

until we're done
analyzing the evidence,

we've got nothing
to go at them with.

Danny, do you mind
giving us a minute?

No, sure.

What's on your mind?

I'm not quite sure
how to say this,

and I might be overstepping
my bounds.

But you're gonna say it anyway.

I am.

You've been back to work
for over a month.

And I've been going through
Leonard Brooks' arson case,

prepping for court.

There were 200 reports
in that folder,

and not one of 'em
has been written by you.

And every court date you've had,

you've had someone else
take your notes and testify.

That's just not like you, Mac.
What's going on?

You're right.

You're overstepping your bounds.

Mac, if something's wrong...

Nothing's wrong.

Just doing what I should have
been doing all along.

I'm delegating.

That's what bosses do.

I'm just used to you
leading from the front.

I'm wondering if...

Stop wondering. I'm fine.

Anything else?

No.

Nothing.

Okay.

You know...

I might be a bit quirky,

I may not be as organized
as I would like,

but don't let that fool you.

I'm incredibly perceptive.

FLACK:
Turn the water on.

(water running)

Well...

this...

is a mystery.

All your connections are tight,

nothing's leaking.

So...

how do you think this water
got in the bucket that you put

under the sink because
you supposedly had a leak?

You're the detective.
You figure it out.

Doesn't take

Sherlock Holmes
to figure this one out.

Uh-huh. I need you
to open the pickles.

- What?
- The pickles.

I can't open 'em.
I need you to loosen the top.

You're the only one

who lives here, right?

You opened the jar.
How is it

you can't close it... are you
stronger than yourself?

Sometimes.
(jar lid clinks)

I love you, Gram.

(door shuts)

- Hey.
- Yo.

(quietly):
You here for the mystery leak?

Yeah, and to open some jars.

- I got you.
- What are you doing here?

Don't you play senile
with me. You called me.

And you set the
table for three.

Hmm.

Hey! Don't do that.
Ooh!

See, they're hot. See?
Ah! Ooh. Oh!

- The two of you are so bad.
- Mmm. Mmm.

Are you gonna eat now
when we sit down to the table?

I'll eat your
meatballs four times over.

Mmm. Mmm. Mmm.

(Italian accent):
Grandma makes the best meatballs.

- Get away from me. Get away from me.
- (Singsongy): Grandma.

- Can I have another one?
- You smart aleck. - No!

LOVATO:
We got an alarm on Lewis' cars.

Uniforms posted
outside the house

and both their jobs,

teams canvassing the hood.

Tell the boss we got
everything covered.

Mrs. Lewis.

Are-are you the one
who's looking for me?

Yes.

- Um...
- Hey, hey. Relax.

Tell me what's wrong.

I...

I think that my husband
has done something terrible.

I think that he killed
Keith Milner.

MAN:
Baby.

Are you there? Baby?

I saw Milner.

(crying):
I saw that son of a bitch...

at the tavern.

Why?

Why? Why?

(sobbing)

He just walked in...

and he sat down.

Like it was nothing.

(beep)

And then it cut off.

I kept trying to call him back,
but, uh,

his phone just kept going
to voice mail.

I've been driving around
for hours looking for him.

Last night,

he was drinking
before he went to work.

He was really upset.

I'm afraid... do you think
that he might have...

Mrs. Lewis, don't do
this to yourself.

Just, just relax right now.

There's a lot of people
that are trying

to find out what happened.

- Okay?
- Yeah.

You know, every year, um...

this day is tough.

- Love you.
- Love you.

All I remember is

watching Tommy disappear

down the street.

But this year it was really bad.

Has your husband been
in contact with Mr. Milner?

No, of course not.

Did he ever talk
about trying to...

- hurt Milner himself?
- No.

Nathan never talked
about trying to hurt anyone.

I just... I want him
to come home.

HAWKES:
Trace Sid pulled

from the slice wound
on Milner's neck.

Penicillium?

Yes, green mold.

I also found plant matter called
Urtica dioica, or green nettle,

as well as traces of paraffin
and microcrystalline wax.

Obviously whoever sliced
Milner's throat

used that knife
for something else.

What about the stain
on his jacket?

LINDSAY:
Ink, the kind used

in industrial printing presses.

Mr. Lewis is a lithographer.

He works on the press.

And he was at the
shop last night.

Were you able to get
a usable print?

Not yet. Adam's working

on pulling something together.

Lewis was fingerprinted for DWI

in '98, so he'll have something

to compare it to.

I got a signal
on Nathan Lewis' cell.

It's not moved
since I picked it up.

(indistinct radio transmission)

Mac, it's Mr. Lewis.

(groaning)

Is he dead?

Did I kill the son of a bitch?

Oh, no, Gram, come on.

I'm stuffed.

You look like one of those POWs.

It's called being in shape.

Skinny is not a shape.

You still going

with that boy?

No, we broke up.
He was too clingy.

I wanted to see other people.

He's not a boy.

He's a man.

His name is Jimmy, and, uh,

yeah, we're still going out.

All right. Hate to do it.

I got to eat and run.
It's my day off.

I got a few errands
to take care of.

I'll help you clean up.

Don, before you go,

I got something I got
to give you and Sam.

Okay.

This is stuff that was left
in the house

when your father passed.

FLACK:
I thought we got everything.

Well, the man who came to do
the inspection for the closing,

he found it
in the corner of the attic.

Oh, no way.

This is great. Are you sure
you don't want this?

I don't need any of it.

You can take
that damn ugly urn, too.

I thought we agreed that Dad
would want to be here with you.

Dad is here with me,
right here.

That's all I need.

I got nowhere to put that thing.

Don't look at me.
I don't want it.

Wow. Sam, come over here
and check this out.

This is amazing.

There's a picture of us with Dad

from that time he got
us down on the field

to run around after the game.

No thanks.

Whatever it is, if it belonged
to Dad, it's all you.

You gonna pull that "he loved
you more than me" crap again?

I'm sorry I can't pretend
he was this wonderful guy.

I'm not asking you
to pretend anything.

You know what,
I can't do this again.

You take the stuff.

I'm good.

I will see you at the
next leak under the sink.

(door opens, closes)

Let her be.

She'll learn how
to forgive him someday.

Thank God for you, Gram.

- I love you.
- You love my meatballs.

Dad, can I see
your policeman's badge?

Be careful.

It's not a toy.

When I'm a policeman,

I'm gonna arrest
all the bad guys.

Easy there, officer.

Let's not shoot up the place.

Can I see it?

Doctors don't have badges,
sweetheart.

I already told you, Daddy,
I don't want to be a doctor.

Please can I see it?

Maybe later.
Here, eat your hot dog.

MAN: Welcome, baseball fans
to your New York Yankees...

Get your scorecards out, guys.

The game's about to start.

♪

(phone line ringing)

Hey, Sam, it's me.

I need you to come over.

There's something
really important

that I have to show you.

(siren sounding)

Seven years
after Tommy disappeared,

the state declared him
legally dead.

Do you know what it's like

to bury an empty coffin?

I'm sorry
for your loss, Mr. Lewis,

but Keith Milner is dead.

"I don't remember,
I blacked out"...

that's not gonna cut it.

Your fingerprints
are all over his jacket.

(rapid beeping)

Not to mention his blood
all over your shirt.

We get it.

You wanted to avenge
the murder of your son.

TAYLOR:
But if you were man enough

to kill him, be man enough
to take responsibility for it.

I swear to you,
I don't know if I killed him.

Look, I was

so tired
of thinking about Tommy,

I just...

wanted to be numb.

Bourbon, neat.

NATHAN:I thought my mind
was playing tricks on me.

(sighs)

Took him a second
to recognize me.

(grunts)

Please, Mr. Lewis.

How dare you show your face
around here

on this day?

You son of a bitch!
(grunts)

Please.

I didn't kill Tommy.

Shut up!
(grunts)

Shut your mouth!

I didn't... I didn't.

(choking) Why?

Why would you hurt that
perfect little boy? Why?

I didn't...
kill your little boy.

(crying)

(both panting)

Please. Please.

I didn't hurt him.

I didn't.
I didn't hurt him.

(grunting)

I don't know if he was alive...

but I left him in that alley.

Where did you go after that?

The next thing
that I remember is...

waking up in the cemetery

on top of Tommy's grave.

It just wouldn't go away.

(car horn honks)

Okay, Brian.

I'm sorry you had
to come all the way down here

under these circumstances.

He wasn't the horrible man
people said he was.

He didn't kill that boy.

SID: When did you find out about

the accusations
against your husband?

After we'd been dating
for a few months.

Keith wouldn't talk about it
with me.

He just wanted to put
the whole thing behind him.

And he said that if I thought
for a second

he was capable of such a thing,

I should break it off
right there.

I didn't.

We were married
three years ago last week.

(sniffles)

And he's been nothing but kind,

decent and honest.

LINDSAY: Something
brought your husband

to the neighborhood last night.

Do you have any idea
what that was?

(sniffles)

I think this is the answer
you're looking for.

LINDSAY: "As the child we're about
to bring into this world grows

"inside the belly
of my beautiful wife,

"anxiety over secrets of my past
grow on my conscience.

"It tears at my heart to know

"my parents went to their graves

"believing I took
the life of that boy.

"The lies and the manipulation,
the stealing and the drugs.

Maybe I didn't deserve
their trust."

KEITH: I'm afraid that when I look
into the eyes of my son

for the very first time,

the joy of that moment
will be stolen from me

by thoughts of Tommy Lewis
and his mom and dad wondering

where their own son has gone.

If I'm going to raise my boy
with integrity,

if he can ever look up to me,
he has to know the truth.

I have to clear my conscience
and my name.

The world has already made up
its mind about me.

"I have no choice but to face
the wolf in sheep's clothing,

"compel him to step forward
and confess to the crimes

for which
I was so wrongly accused."

That's his last entry.

TAYLOR:
If what he wrote is true,

Keith Milner didn't kill Tommy
Lewis, and he knew who did.

HAWKES: If Milner went
back to the neighborhood

to confront Tommy's killer,

then the killer must
still live there.

- Hey.
- Hi.

- Thanks for coming.
- Of course. What's up?

You were so cryptic
on the phone.

A million things were going
through my mind

on the way over here.

I'm sorry about that.

I'm just a little concerned
about Mac.

What do you mean?

I think he's struggling
with some stuff.

What makes you say that?

Well, he's been avoiding
certain situations at work,

particularly things where he has
to provide specific details.

Like what?

I've watched him
a bunch of times

struggle to name
or identify an object,

and he covers pretty well,
but...

Lord, I feel like
I'm telling on him.

I'm just worried about him.

Have you noticed
anything like that?

No.

Not really. I mean,
he doesn't know

where he left his keys
half the time,

but that's just a man thing,
you know.

They're a forgetful bunch.

Because I think

if you had noticed,
then maybe we could...

No.

I'm sorry.

I mean, I'll keep an eye out.

You know,
Mac's been through a lot,

and I'm sure it's just him
settling back in.

Probably just me worrying
when I shouldn't.

You're not seriously
thinking of doing this?

I am.

But I need your help.

That kid Zane

that you used to make out with...
he works there doing security.

He can get us in.

(laughs) I did not used
to make out with him.

Oh, sorry.

He used to make
out with you.

You're such an ass.

I haven't seen that kid
in, like, ten years.

Well, I bumped into him
two weeks ago on the subway.

Talk to him.

This guy would murder puppies
if you asked him to.

Yeah, well,
I'm not asking him to.

You know, to be
honest, it kind of

pisses me off, Dad's still
trying to tell me what to do

from an urn on a shelf
at Gram's place.

Come on! Would you ease up
on him already?

So maybe he was a little bit
tougher on you.

It's only because he knew
you were twice as smart as I am.

That is not true.

It is true.

I'm okay with that.

Would you just stop trying
to make excuses for him?

Yeah, I came to terms
with this a long time ago.

Maybe I was just hard to love.

Maybe he had trouble
relating to me.

Whatever it is, I'm over it.

I saw that guy cry once
in my whole life.

The night of your senior prom.

You said you were sleeping
at Heather's house.

He checked up on you.

You weren't there.

So he and I drove around

all night looking for you.

He was a wreck.

Thinking the worst, as only
a New York City detective can.

And when we didn't find you,
he bawled like a baby.

He never said anything
about that to me.

Maybe he was just trying
to keep the peace.

When you came home
the next morning,

he was just thankful
you were safe.

Sam...

he loved you.

I got to get back to work.

My car's at a meter.

Hey, come on.

Talk to Zane.

I don't have a plan "B."

(sighs)

Um...

I love you.

(beep)

(beeps)

(knocking)

- Hey.
- Hey.

This is a surprise.

Sorry to barge in on you
like this.

I-I brought you something
from Piccolo.

- Oh.
- Hope you're hungry.

Oh, thank you.

Do you trust me, Mac?

You even have to ask me that?

I think I do.

Um, I had coffee
with Jo earlier.

She's worried about you,
and I am, too.

Well, I'll tell you what
I told her... I'm fine.

That's what I said,

'cause our relationship
is based on trust,

and if you had a problem,
you would have come to me

and we would have worked
it out together, right?

That's right.

Except she's with you
a lot more than I am,

and, um, she's very smart,

and for her
to approach me was hard.

She took a chance,
so I'm thinking

there must be something there.

I just want you
to look me in the eye

and tell me nothing's wrong.

What the hell is
this, Christine?

It's really simple.

Just look me in the eye
and tell me.

I don't appreciate my integrity
being called into question.

I didn't come here
to question your integrity.

I came here
because I care about you.

All right, let's try this
another way.

Tell me what this is called.

Tell me what this is called.

HAWKES: Hey, Mac, I'm
sorry to interrupt,

but you're gonna want
to hear this.

I apologize.

Should I...?

No, no.

Christine was on her way out.

(sets food on desk)

Come on.

Microcrystalline wax, paraffin,

green nettle plant, and green
mold have one thing in common...

a very rare, expensive cheese
called Flaming Nettle Gouda.

It's imported from Italy

and sold in a few cheese shops
and delis around the city.

One of them is Ventri's
in the East Village.

TAYLOR: Ventri was the last person
to see Tommy alive.

(door opens)

Hey, what can I get you?

Mitch Ventri?

Yeah.

I'd like to talk to you

about the murder
of Keith Milner.

Put down the knife and come out
from behind the counter.

It's over.

I'm sorry.

I've done
some very terrible things.

Tommy knew me.

I'd seen him in the store
a bunch of times with his folks.

That day was the first time
I ever saw him alone.

Come here,
Foo-Foo, come here.

Hi.

Hey, Tommy, how you doing, bud?

Good.

You out walking the dog
all by yourself?

- Yeah.
- Wow.

What do you got
on your lip there, buddy?

You got a little something...
what is that?

I told him I had a big box of
lollipops down in the basement,

and he could pick one
if he wanted.

He asked me
how much it was gonna cost.

Okay, yeah, let's go down
in the basement, come on.

(door closes)

I didn't plan on hurting him.

I really didn't.

He started to call out to help,

and... I panicked.

I hit him.

And he wouldn't stop yelling,
he just...

And I hit him again.

Then, I just kept hitting him.

(Tommy screaming)

LOVATO:
How many are there?

How many other kids
are there, Mitch?

There's none.

No, no, I...

I swear to you, there's none.

I, I thought about it,

but I never touched
a kid before that

and I never touched one after.

So where is he?

Where's Tommy?

He's still there.

He's still in the basement.

(camera shutter clicks)

LOVATO:
So, Keith told his parents

that he saw you take Tommy
into the basement.

Why didn't they call the police?

'Cause they didn't believe him.

They took your word
over the word of their own son?

I wish I could tell you

I had to convince them,
but I didn't.

They were at the end
of their rope with Keith.

I mean, he was using drugs,

he was stealing
from half the neighborhood,

including the Milners.

So they'd been lied to
and manipulated so many times

that they didn't believe
a word he said.

Look, I know you think
I'm a monster,

but I was good to a lot
of people in that neighborhood,

especially the Milners.

I gave 'em credit in my store,

I lent them money
to pay rent sometimes

when things were tight, and...

they were my friends.

(voice breaking):
They trusted me.

(sighs)

I've been coming
through that park every morning

at 4:00 a.m.
for the last 27 years.

I wake up early,
I go into the deli,

I open it up,
I get it all set up for the day.

Milner knew that.

The whole neighborhood did.

He was waiting for me.

But he didn't want to hurt you.

He just wanted to confront you,

give you a chance
to come clean on your own.

He should have just
left it alone.

KEITH: I have to
talk to you, Mr. Ventri.

What do you want?

You have to tell
what happened to Tommy.

The Lewises deserve to know
what happened to their son.

Get away from me.

I don't know
what you're talking about.

If you don't tell, I will.

I will tell everyone I can
until someone finally listens.

(gasps)

MITCH:
I didn't know what to do.

I mean, I didn't want
any of this to happen.

I'm not a bad person.

No, you're the worst
kind of person.

You look like us,
you walk and talk like us.

But you know what,
Mitch Ventri?

You're nothing like us.

(garbled radio transmission)

You sure you don't want me

to come with you to the Lewises'
to make notification?

You stay here

and help Danny and Sheldon
finish up downstairs.

I'm so glad you're finally able

to bring this family closure
after all these years.

See you back at the office.

- Jo.
- Yeah.

I'm only gonna
tell you this once.

Be careful where
you stick your nose.

Stay out of my
personal business.

Detective.

I wanted to, uh, let you know
that we found your son.

(gasps)

Thank you.

♪

(clattering)

SAMANTHA:
Hey.

(laughs)

Oh.

- Scared you, didn't I?
- Yeah, you did.

- Yeah.
- Not funny.

You know
you owe me big-time.

Zane?

(laughs)

Beyond creepy.

Do you remember what
switch he said it was?

I don't know.

Uh...

I'm glad I came.

I'm glad you came, too.

♪ This time I don't know
where to begin ♪

♪ This is the moment

♪ I was looking for...

This is for you, Pop.

♪ Our words are bouncing
off the floor ♪

♪ I hear them carry
in the distance ♪

♪ Oh

♪ You can find me

♪ Just the way

♪ You did

♪ When this began...

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