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Okay.

Did you hear that?

It's nothing, baby.

It's just my phone.

What if it's a monster?

There's no such thing
as monsters, sweetheart.

Is that for real?

Well, just in case,

I hear
that monsters hate kisses.

So if I give you five kisses,

none of the monsters
can get you.

That's science.

Good night, lovebug.

Goodnight, Mommy.

Mom?

Mommy?

Where are you?

Mommy?

Mommy!

Hi. I'm Colter.
Judith.

Thanks for coming so quickly.

Yeah.

Miles is upstairs watching TV.

He's pretty rattled by this.

Yeah, I can imagine.

How long
has your daughter been missing?

Alice has been gone
almost 12 hours now.

I know that doesn't feel
like a long time,

but it's unlike her
not to come home.

And to leave the door wide open.

The latch is finicky,
but she knows that.

Hmm. She do this often?

Leave? Leave her kid home?

I live in the guest house
out back.

She knows I'm here,
but she usually texts or calls

if she goes
anywhere.

But now her phone's going
straight to voicemail,

and her car's not here.

And you have no idea
where she might have gone?

Alice and

Miles's father separated
six months ago.

And she just started
dating again recently,

and I thought she just stepped
out on a date with someone.

You know with who?

No. I try not to pry.

Now I wishI did.

Police?

I don't want to involve them
if I don't have to.

Well, you're gonna have
to tell me why.

Things havegotten

contentious
between Alice and her ex

over Miles's custody.

And he could use
this against her.

Hmm.

Is there a possibility
that the ex is involved?

I don't think so.

Greg is a good guy.

Alice is the one
who wanted to separate.

Could be some residual anger.

It's possible.

Things were said
that can't be unsaid, but

I thought that
was behind them.

Does Alice smoke?

She used to.

You mind if I, uh...?

No. Got ahead.
Yeah?

Vicodin.

Prescribed to her

by a doctor.

Why would she hide it?

In the past,
Alice had some challenges.

- Drug problem?
- Yeah.

Ah.
But I thought
she was clean.

Going on eight years now.

Three months ago,
she had knee surgery.

They must've prescribed
those for that.

Could've been drawn back
into some bad habits.

You had no idea
she was taking these?

No.

Maybe someone she was dating
is a bad influence.

Look, I know,
$10,000 isn't

a huge reward,
but it's all I have.

I just want to find my daughter.

Uh...

Hey.

You must be Miles.

I think
the monster took my mommy.

Did you see something?

No.

But something woke me up.

What woke you up?

I don't know.

But when I came downstairs,
no one was there.

Just got a ping.

This is your daughter's
phone's last location.

I'm gonna go
check it out, okay?

All right, Miles, listen.

I'm gonna do everything I can
to find your mom,

bring her home, okay?

Okay.

Okay.

So, I checked on Alice's
ex-husband like you asked.

He was
with his girlfriend last night.

They have surveillance of him

going into her building,

and he stayed till morning,
so, whoever

Alice left to go see,
it was not him.

Yeah. Her mother vouched

for him, too,
but it's good to rule it out.

I'm on my way right now
to where her phone last pinged.

Maybe she just

slipped and fell off the wagon
and doesn't want her family

to see her like that.

Ah, I don't think
that's what this is.

The pills were hidden,
but they were only half gone

after the course
of several months?

Colter, you never know what
battles people are fighting.

Hey, Colter,
I hear you're in Ohio.

I'll be in Indianapolis
for a deposition

in case, you know,
you need boots on the ground.

Just saying.
New client again?

Yes. He's being sued

for the umpteenth time.

Certainly making me
earn my retainer.

Who is this guy?

All I can say is that he leads
a very complicated life.

You sound
sort of like his fixer.

I prefer the term "counsel."

Okay.

I'm sure you can handle it.

Well, he's definitely
not the type

to be handled, but I do like
a challenge, so thank you.

Oh, and Velma gave me
the download

on your missing woman,
so, keep me posted.

Yeah, will do.

Just her phone

and her purse.

Sign of a struggle,
there's blood on the ground,

car's still running.

She was lured out there
in her own vehicle.

She tried to get away,
and she was taken anyway.

Must have known whoever it was.

Yeah, I was thinking
the same thing.

Did you pull up
her dating history?

Just one guy, but

I don't think
she met the dude online.

There's a whole lot
of texts and calls to him.

Sal Markowitz.
He has a psychiatry practice.

Okay. And they're dating?

Well, something was going on.

First off, the guy was married.
Scandalous.

And, uh, judging by these texts,

it looks like he was trying

to break it off with Alice.

Uh, back-doored her phone

from her synced laptop.

What'd he say?

"I'm sorry, Alice.
I can't do it anymore.

It's too dangerous,
and this won't end well."

Yeah. Just sounds like

the brother didn't want
to give up half.
Yeah.

Maybe he felt threatened,

was trying to prevent her
from going to his wife,

things escalated.

Thought the same thing.

And...

police were called
to Sal's house twice

for-- get this--
domestic disputes.

I'm gonna need that address.

Got to ask, Mister...?
Colter Shaw.

What exactly were you doing here
when you broke in?

Looking for
a missing woman.

Alice Baer.

Phone records indicate
that she was in contact

with Sal
before the disappearance.

That's why I'm here.
P.I.?

No. I find missing people.
Her mother hired me.

Listen, any, uh...
any word from Sal's wife?

Well, she's at a trade show
in Detroit.

She's flying back now.

Your missing woman--

could she have done this?

I don't think so.
Come here and look at this.

These notes here.
See these?

These are all
about the same patient.

Someone Sal refers to as "PJ."

Wait. You think the killer
sat down to read notes?

I think the patient
might be the killer.

And he came here
to see what Sal wrote about him.

Look at this.

Not a glowing review.

Got sadistic urges,
violent fantasies,

cognitive distortions.
That's no good.

Well, I'm no profiler,
but I'd say

this fits the bill
of our suspect.

Well, there's more.

This patient, PJ,
was referred to Sal...

by Alice Baer.

Man, that's got
to have something to do

with her
disappearance, right?

Perhaps Sal was helping the guy,

then something went
really wrong.

Sal had been texting Alice
about ending things.

Right? And I'm guessing he was
talking about the treatment.

Said that, uh,
things became dangerous.

Maybe PJ found out,
and he snapped.

We need to find the identity
of this patient here.

Could have Alice.

Look, I appreciate
your help, Mr. Shaw,

but this is
a murder investigation.

We'll take it from here.

There's a woman in danger
out there.

It's a police
matter now.

Gonna need you to step away
and let us handle this.

Yeah. I hope you find
what you're looking for.

Thank you.

Hey, Reenie,
you get those photos?

Yeah, I'm looking for a patient

with the initials "PJ"?

Yeah. Yeah.

Patient was referred
to Sal by Alice.

The question is,
what's the connection?

And why would PJ go to Alice

for a referral?

Well, get this.
So, before she became a caterer

and got married,
Alice studied to be a therapist.

Looks like
she never got her license,

but she did go through practicum

treating troubled patients--
drugs, violence, trauma.

A lot them mandated
by the court.

Her mother never mentioned that.

Well, it was over ten years ago,
in grad school.

Can't imagine
she thought it was relevant.

So, what's the connect to Sal?

He was her supervisor

during her training.

All right, so,

maybe they shared
this patient, this-this PJ?

Mm, doubtful.
She wouldn't have had

to refer him
if that was the case.

Okay, so,

then PJ goes to Alice for help.

Except Alice isn't
a licensed therapist,

so, she sends PJ to Sal

'cause she trusts him.

Yeah.

Were you able to access
Alice's patient files?

Maybe that's how
we ID this PJ guy.

Yeah. Files are sealed because
the patients were minors,

but I'll get into it with my
contact at the juvenile court.

Mm. So I was looking
at Sal's notes,

saying that, uh, PJ has these,
uh, recurring fantasies

about this clerk
at a convenience store.
What?

Spies on her, watches her,
follows her home a couple times.

Never had the courage
to talk to her.

Gross.

Well, there must be 100
convenience stores in that area.

It's like a needle
in a haystack.

Well, maybe not.
Said he was watching her

from this place called
"Crockett Park."

Creepy.

Yeah. And I'm gonna head there
right now.

Let you know what I find.

Copy.

Hi. Beth, right?

Hi.
Listen, I got
a question for you.

If I could take a look
at your security footage

from the past few days?

There's a-a woman
that's gone missing.

Not a chance.

Unless you're a cop,
I'm not trying to get fired.

Understood. No, I am not a cop.

Um...

let me just...

If you can indulge me
for one second?

Just want to show you.

That's the woman
that's gone missing.

She's a mom. She's got a son.

The guy that took her
is pretty dangerous.

That footage could probably
save her life.

The guy who took her--
the dangerous guy--

he's been here.

He was stalking an employee
who works here.

He came here?

He did.

What do you think? Can you
help me out a little bit?

Show me that footage?

Slow it down for me, will you?

Great.

Man, look at that
right there.

Looks like he's circling around,
doesn't it?

He's trying to find the courage
to come in, right?

There's no clear view
of his plates.

They're muddied up.

That's weird.

It is weird, isn't it?

Well, that's our guy.

Was he about to do
what I think he was?

I think whatever he was gonna
do, the cops scared him off.

Go back one more time for me,

see if I can get a
better look at his face.

Uh... right there,
right there.

Yeah. Yeah, it's a tattoo
on his neck, looks like a fly.

Is that enough to find him?

It might be.

Ah. We got a match.

Paul James Hamilton. Okay.

Recently released from prison,
about six months ago.

In and out of juvie.
Eventually did a ten-year stint

in prison
for killing his stepdaddy.

Damn.

His lawyer pleaded down
his sentence

due to abuse and the fact
that the boy was a minor.

Gonna need
that last known address.

Yeah. Looks like
he's staying with his mama.

Sending it now.

When a child is given
the promise

of love, they grow up
under the presumption

that they are owed it, and

little things that show love,

like veggie plates
and trimmed fingernails,

special baths and
birthday presents, like

a n-normal child should have.

See, that's something...

you told me.

Do you
remember?

I am so sorry
for what happened to you, Paul.

I really am.

Don't! Don't... say... sorry.

Just don't.

I tried... to help you.

Remember?

Yes.

But-but you left me.

No. That wasn't my fault.

It was the court's choice
to move you.

And look what happened to me.

Paul, you need
to stop this right now!

I just

want you to finish
what you started.

I was just in training
when we worked together.

I... I never even
got my license.

You-you were the only one
who understood me.

I have a new life now.

A son.

Miles.

I need to get back to him.

He's got to be
worried sick.

I don't want to hurt you.

You didn't want
to hurt Sal, either, Paul.

But you did.

Because he left
me no choice.

He was gonna turn me in after
I opened up to him about my...

urges.

And all I got was judgment

from this man
who barely knew me.

But you? You...
you were different.

You saw me, you believed
that I could change.

Let me go, and I promise...

we'll get you help.

Somebody
better than Sal.

No. I'm sorry.
It has to be you.

And this...

has to work.

Reenie, find out anything useful

about Paul
from your juvie contact?

Well, it turns out,

when Paul was released
six months ago,

he took his personals with him,
so, I did some digging

and found out
he has a storage unit.

I'm here now.

Okay. According to Randy,

Paul was living with his mother.

Could be hiding Alice there, so,

I'm on my way there now.

Okay. Good luck. Keep me posted.

Hi, there.
Um, I was hoping

you could help give me access
to storage unit F8.

Driver's license,
some form of ID.

Oh. See,
that is the thing.

I-I'm not in your records,
but I am a lawyer,

and there may be some evidence
in that unit

that is connected to an active
criminal investigation.

So, I really need
to get in there.

Well, where's the cops?

I am operating on my own today.

Mm-hmm.
Yup.

So, is there,
uh, anything we can do?

Well, I'd be, uh, breaking
the rules, then, wouldn't I?

Well, I'd like

to think of it more as, uh,
bending them

for a really good cause.

And what's in it for me?

Avoiding criminal obstruction,
for starters.

'Cause, see,
if there is something

in that unit
that could help my case,

and you stand in the way,
that's a crime.

And if that charge were to stack
on top of any other priors

that you may have--
which I'm not assuming

that you do--
you may find yourself

in a heap of trouble... Ron.

Right this way.

So you said,
uh, F8, right?

That's right.

Here we are.

Ah.

Thank you.

I need
to get a raise after this.

Bingo.

Huh.

Okay.

What the hell?

No way.

Ron? Hey, it's locked!

Let me out!

Ron?!

Ron?!

Okay.

It's okay. You got this.
You can handle this.

Um, there's got
to be something in here.

Okay. Come on.

Come on.

Okay. Okay.

Everything okay, hon?

You son of a bitch.

You locked me in there?

Why would I do that?

You know, my question exactly.

You got to be careful
who you threaten.

You might, uh, run into someone
that's dangerous.

Dangerous doesn't scare me.

You better hope
you don't have

any outstanding warrants.

WOMAN [on TV]:
Thank you.

Come sit down, my dear.
We're having a jolly time.

Lady Beekman,
it's the most beautiful jewelry

I've ever seen in my whole life.

Oh, um, I am quite proud
of the earrings.

Heirlooms, you know,
been in the family for ages.

You'd never know it.
They look just like new.

You might be interested
in my tiara.

I always carry it with me.

Afraid to leave it
in the state room.

And you're not afraid
to show it to Lorelei?

Ah, stop. Lady Beekman
won't know you're teasing.

Look. Did you ever,

anywhere, anything like it?

All blue stones.

Cozy little job, what?

Paul's mom was murdered,
and Sal's here.

Well, Sal's head is here, anyway.

My God.

No sign of Alice or Paul.

Police are on their way.

Well, I just had my own run-in
with a psychopath.

But don't worry.
I got Paul's things.

You okay?

Yeah, I'll be fine. Let's just
get these creeps off the street.

Yeah. What'd you find
at Paul's storage?

A lot of weird drawings.

I'm not really sure
what to make of them, but...

You know, a lot of these women
kind of look like Alice.

Anything that might lead us to
where he might have taken her?

Well, they're oddly domestic,

like he was idealizing her

as some sort of maternal figure.

Probably some

emotional transference going on.

Hmm.

But you know,

a lot of these are set
at carnivals.

Interesting.

There's a bowl of coins here.

Some tokens.

They might have come from
the carnival in those drawings.

There's got
to be something to that.

Let me see.

Okay. Hold on. Here we go.

I've got an employee badge from
Happy Hollow Amusement Park.

It's from a while ago.

Happy Hollow.

It says here
it's a seasonal park.

Well, they wouldn't be open
right now.

If Paul worked there,
he'd know it well, wouldn't he?

Be a great place
to hide someone.

Okay.

You used to talk a lot
about your mother.

Uh, you felt she didn't protect
you from your stepfather.

You said you killed him

because you had no other choice.

You were
defending yourself.

Because my mother wouldn't.

And the only thing she ever
cared about was pleasing men.

Her boyfriends?

Okay, she had needs.
Wicked needs.

You know,
sometimes I'd sneak in,

and I'd catch her with the men.

And then
she started bringing me here.

To get me out
of the way.

So this place...

means something to you.

Yeah, I felt more comfortable
here than anyplace else.

But my mother spoiled it for me.

How?

Uh, she caught me
studying things.

Tell me about that.

Blowflies.

They were living on a dead rat
I found near the dumpsters.

Uh, living's
the wrong word.

Being... born from it.

Wriggling into
the holes.

They're incredible creatures.

Their wings have
this metallic coloring,

an iridescence that you can only
see if you care enough to look.

Everyone thinks
they're disgusting.

But really,
they're-they're beautiful.

Is that why you got your tattoo?

Yeah.

To remind myself
I'm also beautiful.

My mother who was the ugly one.

What happened when your mom
saw you with the flies?

Well, her date pointed
at me and laughed

and called
me a freak.

And then
she laughed along with him.

She pretended not
to know who I was.

My own mother.

She...

deserved what I did to her.

What did you do, Paul?

I just gave her
what she always wanted.

A man who would never leave her.

I don't think
that's very funny, Paul.

In fact, I don't think
any of this is funny.

Kidnapping me,

tying me up.

You say you want me to help you,

but you're treating me

exactly how she treated you.

Like I don't matter.

If you truly
want to change,

if you want me
to do my job,

you need to treat me
with respect.

Of-of course.

I respect you.

Then release me
from these restraints.

Would you like
to know why I chose

not to become a therapist, Paul?

Because I internalized
everything I heard.

The damage people did
to one another.

I had to numb myself
just to could keep going.

Drink, at first.

And then pills.

And you know what? It worked.

At least for a while.

But then
it came back.

The blackness,

the feeling that the world
was overcome with it.

So I chose
to get help,

to change.

Just like you.

And how did that work out?

Every morning
I wake up and it's there,

that little voice.

But I choose not to listen.

And you can make
that choice, too.

Right here, right now.

What was that?

You all right?
Yeah.

Where'd he go?
I don't know,
but he's got a gun.

- You okay? Look at me?
- Yeah.

I'll get you untied.

Thank you.
Yeah.

Get behind me.

You hit? You okay?
I'm okay.

Yeah?

Call the police.
- Stay low.
- Okay.

You shouldn't
have come here.

Paul? I'm gonna find you.

This can all end right now.

No one has to get hurt.

I saw what you did
to your mother.

It was justice.

You don't know
what I've been through.

You don't
know anything!

But I do.

Show me you meant
what you said, Paul.

That you want
to be different.

It's too late for that.

I could've run,
but I didn't.

I came to stop you

from doing something
you can't take back.

Wh--

Why do you have
my knife?

Why do you have my knife?

I thought you were different.

But you're just
like everyone else.

No, please.

Paul, no. No. Paul--

Come here. Come here.

You okay?

Thank you.

It's over.

Mommy?

Hi, baby.

Now you'll be protected
from the monsters, too.

Remember?
That's science.

The monster's gone, sweetie.

I'm okay.

Everything's gonna be okay now.

I can't thank you enough.

Well, I got a pretty good assist
from your daughter.

Just glad she's home.

Safe.
Me, too.

Thank you.

Thank you. Enjoy your family.

Mom.

What?
How are those pancakes?

Fantastic. I love pancakes.

Mm.
You don't like pancakes?

No, I just didn't take you for

a breakfast-for-dinner
kind of guy.

Breakfast's the best meal
of the day.

You can have breakfast
in the morning

and breakfast at night.

It doesn't matter
what time it is. Best meal.

Goes with everything.

My mother used
to say that, actually.

Mm.

That is surprisingly normal
of you.

Thank you.
Hmm.

No, she, um, um...

My mother, uh,

whenever my dad would have
one of his, uh, episodes...

...she would make us all
breakfast and she would say...

...it was like
starting the day over.

So...

Pancakes sort of, I don't know,
they remind me of her.

Hmm.

You know, it wouldn't be
a bad idea for you to...

talk to somebody.

Talking to you.

I don'tmean me.

I mean like a therapist.

- Here we go.
- Come on.

If it wasn't
for my therapist,

I wouldn't have figured out
what I really wanted to do.

What's that?

Sit here at a diner in Ohio
with me?

- Uh-huh.
- Talking pancakes?

No, I mean...

quit my job,
start my own practice.

It helps.

Got it.

Hmm, hmm, hmm.

What?

I like that you talk to me.

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