All language subtitles for Found s02e12 Missing While Misidentified.eng

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- Look straight ahead.

[tense music]

[camera shutter clicks]

Relax your hand.

* *

- Look into the camera, please.

State your full name.

- Hugh Joseph Evans.

May I have a wipe
for my fingers?

- Well, after you
give us what we need.

* *

Mr. Evans, you're here
because we believe

you are the victim
in the kidnapping

and unlawful imprisonment
case against Gabi Mosely.

What we need from you is
a statement corroborating this.

- And you would then
use my testimony

to convict and incarcerate her
for what she did to me.

- Correct.

- Well, Detective,
let me tell you

what Gabrielle Mosely
did to me.

* *

[heavy breathing]

- [whispering] Go.
I got it from here.

- Here.

Just hold your breath
and squeeze.

[footsteps tapping]

* *

- Gab-Gabrielle.

It's been a long time.

- Almost 20 years.

* *

- Where am I?

- Doesn't matter, 'cause soon
you'll be burning in hell.

* *

- My name is Dhan Rana.

On the night of
January 8th, I kidnapped

a man named Hugh Evans.

- What the hell are you doing?

- It's not fair.

She's in jail, and I'm
just sitting here free.

- This is what Gabi wanted.

- If I confess my role,

they'll go easy on her,
give her less time.

- They'll convict you, and
they'll use it against Gabi.

- [groans]

- We all want to find
a way to get Gabi back.

We all want to find
some magic loophole.

But I swear to you,
Dhan, this isn't it.

OK?

Dhan, do you hear me?

* *

- Yeah.

[knock at door]

Hey.

Who's this?

- Dhan, Lacey,

this is Jamie, my son.

- Oh.
- He's home.

* *

[dramatic music]

[soft exhale]

- [breathing heavily]

[tense music]

Why now?

Why do you want to kill me now,
Gabrielle?

- I spent years
looking for you.

I just couldn't find you.

- [sighs]

I know 20 years has
passed between us,

but I know when you're lying.

You're in pain.

Something has happened that has
ignited this plan to kill me.

[knock at door]

* *

- Make a sound, and I will
make sure that your death

is long and excruciating.

[knock at door]

Don't try me.

[footsteps tapping]

[door slams]

[knock at door]

Coming.
Just a second.

* *

- It's about Jamie.
- What's happening? I'm here.

- Trent called me, and a-a pipe
burst at the bus station.

And then-and then the-
the ground was-was-

was excavated.

And then remains were found.

- Oh, Margaret.
- They think it might be Jamie.

- It's been over 12 years.

The remains would be
extremely decomposed,

and it'll take some time
to get the DNA results.

So let's not go there
unless it's confirmed.

Something was found
with the remains,

something that ties to Jamie?

- Trent wouldn't say, but-

but he said that something
might belong to-to Jamie.

He's-he's-he's on his way
over here right now.

- Nothing is certain yet,

not until you have
seen the evidence

and positively
identified it, OK?

- Mm-hmm.

[somber music]

Gabi, the-the-the urn, it's-

it's so beautiful.

When-when did it arrive?

- A couple of days ago.

- [sighs] I'm-I'm so sorry.
I'm so sorry.

I just, like-I just
barge in here, and-

and while you're grieving.
I'm so sorry.

- No. He knew how much
you all meant to me.

He would want me to be
where I am, helping you.

* *

- What if it's Jamie and he's
been at the bus station

this whole time?

I mean, just how cruel
would that be?

- Jamie was at the bus station?

- I was standing outside
the station,

proving to myself
that I didn't need to go in.

And-and I felt
a hand on my shoulder.

And I knew it was him

the moment that I looked
into his eyes.

- Oh, Margaret.
- [laughs]

- You've been praying for this.

I'm so happy for you.
[sniffles]

- I can't wait to meet him.

- That makes two of us.

- Didn't you just meet him?

- I-I didn't want
to overwhelm him, so-

- Kicked us out of the room

before we could say
more than hi.

- I mean, it's-it's just
that we're both overwhelmed,

and-and Jamie doesn't want to
answer any questions right now.

- Wait, he hasn't told you
who kidnapped him

and where he's been
all these years?

- No, and I-I don't
want to push him.

I just-I just want
to spend time with him.

- I get that.

Jamie just wants
to spend time with you

and the rest of his family.

* *

- Jamie doesn't want to see
his father or sisters, does he?

- Well, everything's
just happening so fast.

And-and-and-and there is
a lot that he and I

need to talk about
before we-we-we bring

the rest of the family in.

I mean, can you-
can you imagine

what he has been through?

Look, we just-we just need
a little time and space, OK?

And as my friends, I would-

I would think that you
would honor that.

* *

I just-
I want to get back to my son.

* *

- Something's off
about this whole thing.

- Let's just respect
Margaret's wishes.

We all know that trauma
looks different on everyone.

- Besides, I've never seen
Margaret this happy before.

- That's exactly
why I'm worried.

Less than a week ago,
I was standing

with my toes in the water,
trying to convince her

not to kill herself.

We have to protect her,
even from herself if necessary.

Zeke, look through
the bus station footage.

Jaime found Margaret there.

Maybe he got off a bus and we
can trace where he came from,

find out where he's been.

Don't let Margaret
out of your sight.

Even if this guy is Jamie,
we don't know him.

We don't know
what's happened to him.

* *

- If it is Jamie,
we'll cross that bridge.

But right now, this is a case.

This person in the hole
is a missing person,

and we have to find out
who they are

and give their family closure.

* *

[tense music]

* *

.

- Where's Trent?
The wait is killing me.

- Maybe you should go to him.

We all should go.
- I'm tracking him now.

He's actually just
a few minutes away.

- Hey, I don't see the aspirin.

- It's the second shelf
from the bottom,

right next to my dry shampoo.

[dramatic music]

- [sighs]

Don't worry about me.

- Oh, that's like asking me
not to breathe.

Besides, worrying
about you distracts me.

- I wish I could be there
for you right now, Margaret.

You too, Gabi.

- Dude, nobody's stopping you
from leaving your house.

- Listen, I know
it's difficult for you

to understand, given your
limited intelligence,

but agoraphobia
is a real disorder.

It's all good, though.
You keep showing your ass.

- Guys, if ever there was a
time to put differences aside,

it's now.

[muffled clattering]

- What was that?

- I was doing some work
in Gabi's basement earlier.

I left my tools
hanging on the ladder.

Probably just fell.
- I forgot about that.

I'll go pick them up.

* *

- Margaret, how you holding up?
- Is that-

- I had to beg Mallory to let
me bring this evidence here

straight from a crime scene.

- Thank you, Trent.

- The rest of the evidence
is being transported to DCPD.

Now, I have a working file,

which includes a list
of what was found in the hole,

but there are no photos.

- Can Margaret
look at the file?

- Yeah, absolutely.

Just let us know if there's
anything on the list

might have belonged to Jamie.

- [sighs]
- What about the remains?

- They will go to the morgue.

I put a rush on a DNA test,
but it'll still take some time.

* *

- Oh, my God.

- Margaret, do you
recognize these shoes?

- Yes.

These are Jamie's shoes.

And he was-
he was wearing them

the day that he disappeared.

[crying] Oh, my God.

Oh, my God.

- That's impossible.

What are the chances
that Jamie would show up now,

the very night
that I get arrested?

It's just too much
of a coincidence.

- I'm with you, but we can't
tell Margaret that.

I mean, every fiber
of her being

wants this kid to be Jamie.

- And if it's not, it'll
send her back to the beach.

- And there'll be no
talking her down this time.

- Jamie has a mole
on his right elbow.

You need to check.
If it's there-

- Then it's really him.

You know,
I forgot about that damn mole.

- [sighs]

- What?

- I'm just happy
my parents aren't here

to see me behind bars.

They'd be so ashamed.

- Your father
was so proud of you, Gabi.

I could tell
it really bothered him

that he couldn't
get over your kidnapping.

- It wasn't his fault.

Sir is to blame for everything,

all the pain we endured.

- Wow.

I haven't heard you
say his name in a while.

- I guess grief makes you
think about things.

Sweetie, I can finish this up.

I need you back at M&A
helping out.

We can't wait for DCPD
to identify those remains.

For Margaret's sake, we need to
conduct our own investigation.

* *

- You still having
the panic attacks?

- Every time I look at his urn,
I can feel one coming on.

- I can stay. You know,
I'll-I'll work from here.

- No, we should
divide and conquer.

You and Zeke should
comb over our list

of missing children
in the D.C. area

from the past 15 years.

- What are you gonna do?

- Trent left a copy of the DCPD
file for the investigation.

I want to look through it
and see if anything jumps out.

- Remember, deep breaths
if you feel a panic attack.

- Thank you.

* *

[door clicks shut]

[tense music]

[eerie whooshing]

* *

[door clicks open]

[footsteps tapping]

* *

- [muffled] Mm-hmm.

Mm-hmm.

[gasps, clears throat]

[sighs]

It seems you have a case.
- How did you know that?

- Just because I've been
keeping a low profile

for 20 years doesn't mean

I don't know everything
about you, Gabrielle.

Your success rate finding
missing people is impressive.

You've been on nearly every
magazine cover and talk show.

Mosely & Associates
is a success.

You are brilliant, as always.

But given how personal
Jamie's case is-

[gun cocking]
- You don't say his name.

- I'm just saying that maybe
you could use someone

emotionally removed, like me,

equally brilliant, like me.

I can help you
with this case, Gabrielle.

- You have always had
this inflated sense of self.

I don't need you.
I never did.

I was brilliant before you,

and I'll be brilliant
when you're gone.

Now strip.
- You want me to-

- Take everything off
and stuff it in the bag.

Now.

- It's unnecessary
and inappropriate.

- I am not going to risk
someone digging up your remains

someday and finding
a shoe or something

that traces you back to me.

And I could give a rat's ass
about your obsession

with purity.

In fact, your discomfort

is bringing me so much joy
right now.

- My hands and feet
are zip tied.

I'll need assistance.

[phone buzzing]

[text message swooshes]

Is that a text regarding the-
- Shut up!

* *

- [grunts]

[sighs]

* *

[suspenseful music]

* *

You didn't deserve
my Gabrielle.

You held her back.

And now she's free,
free to be her.

* *

[keys jangling]

[door clicks open]

* *

[tense music]

* *

No, no, no!
[gunshot]

.

[tense music]

- [breathing heavily]

- I know you were
walking around my house.

I know because you
had the audacity

to touch my father's obituary.

- Gabrielle, I-
- No!

I remember how much
you loved to write scripts

and have me read them.

Well, I wrote one for you.

Read it, you bastard.

* *

- [sighs]

"I, Hugh Evans, confess
to kidnapping Gabi Mosely.

"I kept her away
from her father for a year,

"which caused his alcoholism,

"resulting in his recent death.

I"-

- Say it.

* *

"I killed her father."

* *

Say it, you son of a bitch!
- Please.

Please.

- You not only
took his daughter.

You fundamentally changed
who he was.

He was joy and hope.

He was a saint,
and he was mine.

We never had a chance to find
each other because of you.

- Killing me won't
bring him back.

- But it'll bring me relief.
Goodbye, Sir.

- I understand now.
I understand why you

laid the trap at the farmhouse
and kidnapped me.

I understand why you
want to take my life.

It's because your-
your father died.

You're hurt.
You're in pain.

You're-you're upset.

You want someone to blame.

- Oh, I don't
want someone to blame.

You are to blame!

Look at me.

Look at me!

- The remains aren't Jamie's.

* *

- What did you say?

- When I was upstairs, I saw
the police file on Jamie-

or, rather, the photo
of the-of the remains.

There were remnants of a book.

If this specific book
was, in fact,

found with the remains,
it proves that

the remains are not Jamie's.

Give me five minutes.

Please, Gabrielle,
five minutes.

I can prove it to you.

* *

It's not exactly clear.

- One minute left.

- Gabrielle, this book,
the one they found,

it's "A Playground of Verses,"
which is a poetry book

for children, gifted children.

I am quite certain
that this particular edition

was printed in 2015,
years after Jamie was taken.

So you see-

- The remains
were that of a child.

The coroner estimates
between 5 and 7 years old.

- Which means if I'm correct
about the book,

the remains are not Jamie's.

- What do you need
to be sure?

- A photo of the spine,

something to indicate
the edition.

The-the evidence must have
arrived at DCPD by now.

- How did you know the evidence
was being transferred?

You can hear.

You've been eavesdropping
on my conversations.

- And it's a good thing
that I have.

I know you don't believe
these remains are Jamie's.

It's the only reason
I'm still alive, right?

Give me a photo of the book.

Let me help.

* *

[grunts]

- Are-are you sure
that you don't want

to come home with me
so that we can talk?

- I just want to know more
about your work at M&A.

It is important
to you, right?

- Well, the first thing we do
when we get a new case

is dive into the person's life,

family, friends, lifestyle.

I mean, it's important
to humanize them

to understand who they are.

And then we follow leads
and theorize

what might have happened
to them.

- Is Gabi an optimist
or a pessimist?

- I-I don't understand
the question.

- Well, it's clear
Dhan is a pessimist,

Lacey's an optimist,

and you never gave up on me,
so...

you're definitely an optimist.

- [sighs]

- It's strange
that Gabi isn't here.

I mean, you guys
are close, right?

Finally back after 13 years
and she hasn't shown up?

- Well, everyone
understands that-

that-that I need time
with you.

* *

You still haven't told me
where you've been.

[dramatic music]

* *

- You mind?

* *

- Oh, no, I can't-
I can't leave him alone.

What-what if something
happens to him again?

- Let me.

- [sighs]

* *

[siren wailing]

[crickets chirping]

- Your mom deserves answers.

- So do I.

I'm not trying
to torture her, man.

[both sigh]

If she expects
this happy ending

with me back
in my childhood room,

playing with my train sets
and stuff,

that's not realistic,
especially since...

she's a completely
different person

from the one I remember
as a kid.

[somber music]

* *

- I was held captive too.

Yeah, mission gone wrong.

* *

People I trusted betrayed me.

My country forgot me.

It was three long, dark years.

But after I escaped, I-

I didn't know
who I could trust.

I was cold and angry.

I walked around
wearing a steel coat,

even when the weather
didn't call for it.

- Is this you
with the steel coat off?

- It makes an appearance
every now and then, yeah.

But thanks to the people
in that building,

especially Gabi, I mostly
don't need it anymore.

Like everyone at M&A,
I turned my pain into purpose.

I have something
to live for now-

family.

Margaret is part
of that family,

which makes you
family too, Jamie.

So take your time.

We'll all be here.

* *

- I'm not used to people
being nice to me.

- I understand that too.

* *

[liquid splashes]

- Damn it.
My bad.

- Hey, all-all good, man.
- I can't believe-

- We got a washing machine.
I'll throw it in.

* *

[zipper scratches]

* *

- Thanks.

I'm gonna go wash up.

* *

[suspenseful music]

- [groans]

* *

Some water, Gabrielle.

- Here are the photos.
Hurry up.

- It's too close.

* *

[groaning]

* *

Stop, stop, stop.

Go back.

Zoom in
on the table of contents.

This is it, the third edition.

- How can you be sure?

- Because the third edition
was the only one

published with a controversial
poem by Amelia Owens.

- Long after Jamie
went missing.

- The remains aren't his.

* *

- There's a sticker
with a barcode.

It's a library book.

[tense music]

- Are you sure?
- Yes, I'm sure.

There are no moles on
Jamie's right or left elbows.

- Hate to add
to your skepticism,

but I found this too.

* *

- It's like he's not
even happy to see her.

- Zeke, go back.

* *

Look at her eyes.

She did MargaretVision on him.
- There's more.

I looked back through
some old bus station footage.

Before the restraining order,

Jamie popped up
a couple times,

just watching Margaret
from afar.

I never saw him
get out of a bus either.

He just appeared.

- Are we dealing
with an imposter?

- They left for pizza
a while ago.

- Is Margaret
even safe with him?

- Zeke, track Margaret's car
and text me the location.

- Already on it.
- I'm coming too.

.

[tense music]

* *

- [groans]

[breathing heavily]

[muffled speech]

- There were remnants
of a book.

The book is called
"A Playground of Verses."

It's been published in various
editions over the years.

Once I figured out
it was the third edition,

I checked
the publication date.

Book wasn't published
until four years

after Jamie went missing.

And since the remains were
from a six-year-old child

and Jamie had already been
missing for five years-

- It can't be Jamie
in the hole.

- [gasps]

Gabi, you're incredible.
I have no idea how you do it.

- I just followed the clues
found with the remains.

- OK, so I just looked up
the permits

for the renovations
of the bus station.

And the area where the remains
were found was excavated

three separate times over
12 years-pipeline problems.

- So the body could have been
dumped any one of those times.

- The million-dollar
question is,

how did Jamie's shoes
get in that hole?

- Hey, guys, I think
I may have found out

where the book came from.

According
to the Codabar system,

it belongs to a public library
in North Carolina.

- Why would someone travel
300 miles to a D.C. bus station

when they could have
dumped the body

any of a hundred
closer places?

- I'll call the library, best
lead we have to our kidnapper.

- Don't you think
we should tell Margaret?

- Right now,
it's only a theory.

I don't want
to give her false hope.

Let's keep it quiet
until we're absolutely sure.

She's already having
a hard enough time

getting her ex-husband
up to speed right now.

- Margaret, wait.

- How dare you follow us?

How dare you break my trust?

- That's the last thing
I wanted to do, but-

- I told you to back off.

Give me a little time
and space with my son.

- We're just trying
to protect you.

We found footage
of Jamie watching you

at the station weeks before.

- I don't want
to hear it, Dhan.

- You read him.

At the station, you read Jamie.

What did you find?

- I found my son.

Let me be happy.

* *

- [muffled] Sue-Ellen,
my name is Gabi Mosely.

I'm hoping you can tell me
about a book

that may have been
checked out of your library.

- Earth Sciences, hon.

Second shelf from the top.
You'll love it.

Sorry about all that.

Now, you're looking
for what book?

- I believe it's
"A Playground of Verses."

- Oh, what a wonderful
selection.

- You know it?
- Oh, yes, dear.

I'm a bit of a book lover.

No surprise, considering
where I work. [chuckles]

My motto's always been
"learn and live,"

you know, rather than
"live and learn"?

- That's great, but do you
actually have the book?

I'm specifically interested
in the third edition

published in 2015.

- Oh, my, the third edition.

Yes, well,
I could be mistaken,

but I'm quite sure
that edition

was actually published
in 2007.

- It's the one with the-

- The naughty one?
- I'm sorry?

- You're looking
for the edition

with a controversial poem.

Caused quite a stir
back in the day.

I'm sorry, dear.
That one, we don't have.

And I wish I could
tell you it was

included in future editions,

but that poem was excised
and not included

in any subsequent edition.

- But you said it was 2007
and you're quite sure.

- This doesn't
help you, does it?

- No, it doesn't.

But thank you so much
for your time.

- Certainly, dear.

* *

[somber music]

- Oh, Daddy.

* *

You're not supposed
to be in there.

We're supposed to be together.

* *

Give him back.
[crying]

Give...

[breathing shakily]

Him...

[tense music]

* *

Dad.

* *

[breathing heavily]

.

- I wouldn't lie to you,
Not-not about this.

- You said it was
the third edition.

The poem was not in the book,
and it was published in 2007,

you bastard.

[gun cocking]
You just wanted to buy time.

- Wait, wait, wait,
Gabrielle, Gabrielle,

you-you said
the third edition, third?

I-I was groggy.
You hit me in the head.

It-it's third edition reissue.
That's what I meant.

Look at the photo of the book
found with the remains.

It says 3R, doesn't it?

3R, R for reissue.

Because the reissue
is the one with the poem.

That's the whole reason for it.

- It does say 3R, but that does
not confirm the poem is in it.

- It'd only take
one minute to confirm.

I am not wrong.

[tense music]

* *

[touch tones beeping,
line rings]

- Gabi, what's up?

- Zeke, can you look up
the book

that was found
at the bus station,

"A Playground of Verses"?

- OK, I've got it
right in front of me.

What do you want to know?

- One of the editions contains
a poem by Amelia Owens.

- Yeah, it looks like
it is the third edition.

No, scratch that.
That's weird.

- What is it?

- So yeah, there are
actually two third editions,

one of which seems
to have been withdrawn.

And then several years later,
in 2015,

a third edition was reissued.

It's noted with a 3R.

Looks like there was
some controversy.

The Owens poem was included
in the reissue

but was only distributed
to select school districts.

- Thanks. You're amazing.
I gotta go.

- Hey, Trent was
trying to reach you.

Sounds like they detained one
of the construction workers,

guy that helped excavate
the area by the bus station.

- Detained or arrested?
- I don't know.

But Dhan figured out the guy's
in the sex offender registry.

He worked under a fake name
and a fake social.

- Did he confess? Do we know
the identity of the child?

- No idea, but Trent's still
convinced the body is Jamie's.

- Thanks.

* *

- It's not the sex offender.

Occam's razor, Gabrielle.

- The obvious answer
is usually the correct answer.

So it has to be
the sex offender.

- It's only obvious
to the ignorant.

Remember what philosopher
David Hume said.

"Beauty is no quality
in things themselves."

- "It exists merely in the
minds which contemplate them.

And each mind perceives
a different beauty."

- This wasn't about lust.

It was an affair of the mind.

- You are not
my teacher anymore.

- I know the book.

I know the poem.

I understand the motivation.

To yearn to share poetry
with a child

is about cultivation,
indoctrination.

It's a passion
of a higher calling,

not a base desire.

The person you're
looking for is educated,

mannered, and literary.

- Whomever took this child
wanted to teach them,

make them family.

- Yes, someone for whom
knowledge is everything.

- Her motto, "learn and live,"
not "live and learn."

She lied to me.

- Who lied to you?
Who is it?

No.

[Brae & Raye Zaragoza's
"Devil in the Mask"]

- * Sleep till you are
falling *

* Wake up with the ghost *

* Choke me till I'm sober *

* Hard to let this go *

* Devil in the mask
is coming *

* I can't hide, escape
while running *

* I surrender *

* Do what you want to me *

- DNA results are back.

The remains are not Jamie's.

They belong to a girl
named Eva Logan.

Sue-Ellen, the librarian,
met Eva at a book fair

when she got separated
from her family.

- Sue-Ellen approached her,
convinced Eva

that she would
help her find her parents

if she came with her.

- Sue-Ellen confessed
to killing Eva

when she wouldn't stop crying.

The girl kept saying
that she missed her parents.

Because she wouldn't comply,
because she wouldn't follow

the rules and allow
Sue-Ellen to mold her

into some ridiculous,
perfect child fantasy,

Sue-Ellen got rid of her.

- At least this means your
friend's son is still alive.

[tense music]

I always knew we'd make
a dynamic partnership.

- There is no we.

- Gabrielle, I, too,
suffer from panic attacks.

I never knew the root cause,
but if I had to guess,

it was my mother and...

all I endured as a child.

One day, the attacks stopped.

Do you know what day that was?
- I don't care.

- It was the day you walked
into my classroom.

The attacks stopped

because I was filled
with a sense of purpose.

I had a reason to live.

Perhaps my presence here
will help you.

- You will never be
my reason to live.

- You and I both know
you're not a killer.

That's why you haven't done it.

That's why your hands shake
when you hold that gun.

- You think you know
everything, don't you?

The only reason
why you are not dead

is because you have
proved yourself useful.

You took a year
from my life, and now you

are going to help me
give life back to those lost.

When a person goes missing,
a minute

can make a difference between
finding them dead or alive

or even finding them at all.

* *

You are going to help me
find them alive.

You think like
the worst of them,

and that is going to help me
find the missing faster.

You are more useful
to me alive than dead.

That is the only reason
why you still draw breath.

* *

You better be brilliant.

You better be valuable.

Because I am in control now,
not you.

And the minute I don't
need you anymore-

* *

[footsteps tapping]

[door slams]

- So you want to know what
Gabrielle Mosely did to me.

[siren wailing]

* *

She did nothing.

Gabrielle Mosely is a woman
of extraordinary integrity

and ferocious intellect.

She would never engage
in the crimes you allege.

I mean, kidnapping,
hostage taking,

becoming the type of monster
she fights against every day?

It's inconceivable.

Shame on you
and this department

for not knowing
Gabrielle Mosely at all.

So for the record,
Detective Trent,

let me put a fine point
on this ludicrous statement.

* *

Gabrielle Mosely is innocent.

* *

.

- Hey.

- Oh!
Oh, my God!

Oh, my God.

[laughter]

[dramatic music]

Wait, wait.
How-how are you here?

- Sir wouldn't corroborate
my confession.

- What?

- Without Sir's victim
statement, DCPD has no case.

No one at the U.S. attorney
would dream

of bringing charges
against you.

It would be career suicide.

- I cannot wait to hug you.

- Me either.

- So it's over.

- Gabi?

I-I don't know
how you're here,

but I'm so happy about it.

[laughter]
Oh.

Gabi, I'd like you to meet-

- Jamie.

We've been looking for you
for a long time.

- Thanks for never giving up.

- We-we were just about to-

I printed out a picture.

* *

- I am so happy to be here
for this moment.

* *

- [sighs, chuckles]

* *

all:
Welcome home.

* *

- [sighs] I've been hoping
for this moment.

I-I just still
can't believe it.

[crying] I can't.

[upbeat music playing]

- * Proud of all
of the changes made *

* Proudly sticking
to what I said now *

* I look like somebody else *

* Na, na, na, na *

* *

* I had to make them
proud of myself *

* *

[dramatic music]

* *

- Thought you'd be happier.

You're free.

- Free from jail,
not free from Sir.

Him withholding
his victim statement

wasn't out of kindness.

He's keeping me
from what I want-

from atoning.

But why?

What's his plan?

- I don't know.

* *

[somber music]

* *

[phone buzzing]

- Hey, Dhan.

- Gabi, you need
to get down to M&A.

We have a case.
- I'm on my way.

* *

- * You're an obsession *

* I cannot sleep *

* I am a possession *

- We have a new case.

65-year-old woman
with dementia.

Her name is Josephine Johnson.

She's been without her
heart medication for 24 hours.

* *

You'll eat when she's found.

- * I will not accept defeat *

* You're an obsession *

* *

[door slams, locks clicking]

* You're an obsession *

* *

* You're an obsession *

* What do you want me to be *

* To make you stay with me *

* You're an obsession *

[buzzer blares]

* What do you want me to be *

* To make you stay with me *

* You're an obsession *

* You're
an obsession *

* You're an obsession *

* You're
an obsession *

* You're an obsession *

* You're
an obsession *

* You're an obsession *

* *

.

[dramatic music]

* *

- Greg, move your head.

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