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["All The Pretty Little Horses"
lullaby playing]

♪ Hush-a-bye, don't you cry ♪

♪ Go to sleep you little baby ♪

♪ Blacks and bays
Dapples and greys ♪

♪ A coach
And six white horses ♪

How do you do, ma'am?
How you doing?

Hey, boys and girls.

I'm Master Chief Morris,
and I'm going to be your guide.

So I want you to form
a line here...

And ready?
Everybody just follow me.

♪ With the sun, day has begun ♪

♪ To greet all
You pretty little horses ♪

♪ Hush-a-bye, don't you cry ♪

♪ Go to sleep you little baby ♪

[man] Okay, now,
let's move over here.

[panting]

[crying]

♪ Hush-a-bye, don't you cry ♪

♪ Go to sleep you little baby ♪

♪ When you wake
You will have sweet cake ♪

♪ And all the pretty little
Ponies ♪

[opening music playing]

Lieutenant Rawlins
is here, sir

Send him in.
I don't have all day.

Sir?

I think you should
read it, lieutenant.

Results of the D.C. bar exam.

Bradley... Riley...

Roberts, Bud J. Junior.

[Sims] You did it.

The first time!
I'm so proud of you.

All that hard work paid off.

Congratulations.

Damn fine work, lieutenant.

Thank you, sir.

Now, Lieutenant Sims,
if you'll excuse us

your presence is
no longer needed.

Sir, I'd like to help
in any way I can.

I appreciate that

but I think we can
handle it from here.

Aye, sir.

Have a seat.

Lieutenant, grab a chair.

Yes, sir.

A body of a dead child
was discovered this morning

at the PotoMac Naval Annex.

She'd been brutally
beaten and strangled.

Who was she, sir?

Identity unknown.

No child reported missing?

All the school children
on a field trip

from Marion Anderson
Elementary School
have been accounted for.

The dead child's body's
been tagged right now

as Jane doe #37.

D.C. police and the N.C.I.S.
are both at the scene.

Who has jurisdiction, sir?

PotoMac Naval Annex
is being handed over
to the D.C. government.

Now there is some question
as to who has
primary jurisdiction.

I want you and the major

to monitor the progress
of this case.

I want to make damn sure

that every aspect
of this investigation

is handled properly.

Yes, sir. Yes, sir.

Agent Holland?

I'm Major Mackenzie, JAG Corps.

This is Lieutenant
Commander Rabb.

[Holland] Major, commander.

Any clue yet as to the identity
of this child?

Given her condition
prior to death

probably a throwaway.

She was malnourished.
Her clothes hadn't been washed.

And there's evidence

of physical abuse.

Excuse me.

You all right?

Uh, yeah.

Was she sexually abused?

There are no obvious signs
of sexual assault, commander.

But the autopsy reports
should tell us

if there's a history
of sexual abuse

as well as internal injuries.

How long has she been here?

24 hours. Maybe less.

Well, that's certainly
enough time

for somebody to notice
she was gone.

[Holland] You'd think.

We'll check local
law enforcement agencies
for missing persons reports.

We found an insignia
with the body.

Master chief.

She was holding on
to it real tight.

Like it was all she had left
in the world.

Is it possible this pin
belonged to her attacker

or fell off during the attack?

[Holland]
Anything's possible, major.

Hey, Holland, you want it?

Too busy, Worton?

The base transfer
doesn't take place

until the 17th of next month.

Till then, it belongs
to the navy.

Nevertheless, it was
my understanding

that the D.C. police
were assisting in this
investigation, detective.

That means if you get
a lead or a name

you give me call.

Then I'll put some guys on it,
I'll see what I can do.

Sorry.

My tax dollars at work.

Let's get out of here.

You go.

There's nothing more
you can do here.

I'm staying with the kid.

You're taking the car?

Yeah. Catch a ride
with Detective Holland.

I'm sure she won't mind.

A deep ligature furrow
encircles the neck.

[man] The width of the furrow
varies between one inch

to one and a quarter inches.

It's horizontal in orientation.

There are bruises along
the left side of the neck.

[knocking]

Dr. Vaughn, I'm
Lieutenant Commander Rabb.

I'm with the JAG Corps.

I'm investigating
this little girl's death.

A little busy just now,
commander.

I'll wait.

There are fresh bruises
on both arms

an inch above the wrist.

The unembalmed, poorly nourished

and poorly developed female body

measures 43 inches in length--

weighs an estimated 36 pounds.

The external auditory canals
are filled with blood.

How did she die?

It's too early to tell.

The ligature furrow indicates
the possibility of asphyxiation.

There's also evidence
of major skull trauma.

I'd hazard a guess
there's internal hemorrhaging

and severe brain damage.

You'll get my full
report in the morning.

You give it to me
when you're finished.

I'll be here.

Don't expect me to have answers
I don't have.

Anything you can tell me helps,
doctor.

What's this kid mean to you

that you're willing
to spend the night?

Don't want her to be alone.

She's dead, commander.

She doesn't know the difference.

There are what
appear to be burns

on the back and arms.

Seven in all.

Each is about a centimeter
in diameter.

The burns appear
to have been caused

by a lit cigarette.

There are bruises
on the buttocks

backs of the thighs

calves
and the soles of the feet...

Admiral, I'd like
to stay with this case.

[Rabb] Well, what do you have
on your plate, commander?

Uh, well, sir,
there's the four sailors

charged with trespassing

for staging a sit-down protest

in captain tony's bar.

Is this the bar in San Diego
that the bank's repossessing?

Yes, sir.

And the Alverez deposition.

Alverez?

Gunner's mate in Mayport, sir.

Told his C.O.
he was moonlighting
as a bouncer in a dance club.

Turns out he was working
at a strip joint.

As a bouncer?

Well, not exactly, sir.

He billed himself
as the mighty maverick.

[Mackenzie] Apparently he had
a rather large...

Following.

Oh.

Well, it seems like you have
plenty to keep you busy.

Sir, about this case--
well, the D.C. cops don't feel

it's their jurisdiction,
and the autopsy

was less than routine, sir.

Point, please.

Well, I feel that someone should
be in her corner, admiral.

Sir.

If you have a need to continue
on this, go ahead.

I want lieutenant Roberts

and Lieutenant Sims
to handle the Alverez

and the San Diego four.

-The major can supervise.
-Thank you, sir.

I'd like to stay
on the case as well, sir.

I've made my decision.

Yes, sir.

Dismissed.

-I know that look.
-What look?

The one you had
when we went to Russia
to look for your father.

The one when you insisted
on representing Roscoe Martin

and we know how that turned out.

You're just ticked
'Cause you and Bud

get stuck with the Alverez case.

Oh, yeah, my dream in law school

was prosecuting a gunner's mate

for dropping trou.

Bud, contact the FBI.
Get me a list

of registered sex offenders
in the D.C. area.

Right away, sir.

Get a list of all civilian
and naval personnel working

at the PotoMac Naval Annex
and living
in the surrounding area.

And get a sketch artist.

Get me a likeness of the child
just prior to death.

A child was murdered, sir?

Yes.

You're not letting N.C.I.S.
handle this, Commander?

We're working closely
with N.C.I.S. on this,
Lieutenant.

Ever heard of an office?

A telephone?

Hell, we can sit in the car.

I got the heater on high.

Any word yet on the identity
of the child?

I checked with the center

for missing
and exploited children
three times a day

and so far there's no report
of a missing child

who fits her description.

How does a child just disappear

without anybody
reporting her missing?

It doesn't happen.

Don't get personal
with this, Commander.

It will eat you alive.

Who was she?

Where did she live?

How did she get on this base?

The body gets released tonight.

The burial's tomorrow.

And the D.C. government's
going to spring for a plot

in Glenwood cemetery.

A pauper's grave.

That's the way it's done.

Delay it.

Have the D.C. coroner
release the body to you.

I'm bringing someone in.

-Commander.
-Commander.

I'll take that.

Thank you.

So just how did you arrange this

on six hours' notice?

Told them I'd hold my breath
till I turned blue.

You still on the cigar wagon?

Yeah, been almost a year.

How about you?

-I'm still hooked.
-Time to quit.

I know.

How's Graceland?

Well, there are so many dead

they had to bring in
a refrigerated truck

just to handle the overload.

I hope you're going to tell me

that you've got something
less depressing.

I was hoping you'd find
something they didn't.

It's a little girl.

I like to start fresh.

I don't want to be influenced
by previous findings.

Fair enough.

You know, you and I
had some success

working together last time.

But you know I've got
my own way of doing things.

Well, that's why
you're here, commander.

I need you.

Wherever it leads us.

[Coulter]
This break occurred
immediately before
or just after death.

These here are anvil abrasions.

I don't remember that

being in the medical
examiner's report.

Well, see the faint,
parallel scratches?

What's the cause?

Well, her head was placed
against a hard surface

and struck with
a blunt instrument.

The force of the blow
caused the skull to slip

and that, in turn,
produced the abrasions.

So what does that tell us?

Well, there are
a couple possibilities--

Sadism, ritual murder.

Was she sexually molested?

I don't know for sure.

You can read it either way.

Her ribs are also broken

so she couldn't have had
the chance to run away.

Her strength
would have been sapped.

Instead of crying out,
she could probably do no more

than bleat.

You want to know why that child
died alone, don't you?

[Rabb]
"And they brought
young children to Jesus

"That he should touch them.

"And his disciples rebuked
those that brought them

"But when Jesus saw it,
he was much displeased

"And he said to them

"'Suffer the little children to
come unto me and forbid them not

for such is
the kingdom of god...'"

"'Whoever shall not receive the
kingdom of god as a little child

"He shall not enter therein.'

"And Jesus
took them up in his arms

"And put his hands on them

and blessed them."

Oh, god, whose beloved son
did take little children

into his arms and bless them,
give us Grace

we beseech thee

to entrust this child

to thy never-failing care
and love.

And here's the list
of registered sex offenders

living in proximity
to the PotoMac Naval Annex, sir.

Now, I've come up with a couple
of names.

One in particular
caught my attention.

A, uh, William Randall Hawkins.

Now, he has a couple convictions
on child molestation

and he lives with
his brother Bradley.

Now, his brother
is a master chief
at the naval air facility

but he's been deployed
to the
Patrick Henry
right now

and as you know, the little girl
was found with a, uh

master chief collar
insignia in her hand.

That's right.

"Violating D.C. Code 224108,
first degree child abuse 224110
enticing a child..."

I want to speak to this
William Randall Hawkins, Bud.

Can you...?

I'll take care of it, sir.

Thank you.

[sighing]

Uh, sir, where's
Commander Coulter?

Supervising the toxicology test
at Bethesda.

Is this the screen for opiates?

Mm-hmm. Came up negative.

And blood ethanol...

It's also negative.

Hmm.

Commander, you know what?

This one, I really think
you should take a look at.

Take a peek.

Could you hand me the printout?

Mm-hmm.

Dear god.

Excuse me, sir?

Major Mackenzie needs
the Alverez file.

Yeah.

And, uh, Bud needs
the depositions

-for the San Diego four.
-[phone ringing]

Lieutenant Commander Rabb.

Detective Lake,
thanks for calling me back.

Listen, uh, could you
hang on one second? Thank you.

Can you ask Bud
to come and see me A.S.A.P?

He's in with the admiral
discussing his new trial
responsibilities...

Uh, lieutenant...

I'll send him in
as soon as he's finished.

I'll get those.

How can you look at pictures
like this, sir?

Comes with the territory,
lieutenant.

What territory? How can you
tolerate this?

Commander, you didn't
have to do this.

You asked for it.

You're supposed
to be working on Alverez

and now you have
Bud involved in this. Don't!

[Chegwidden] Mr. Roberts.

-Hey...
-[crying]

I'll talk to her, sir.

It's not your fault.

Huh. Aren't you the one
that warned me

about taking this
in the first place?

I was wrong.

When we were
at the PotoMac Naval Annex
something happened.

Nothing out of
the ordinary, Mac.

We've worked together
three years, Harm.

We've traveled together.
We've slept together...

In the same room.

I know you.

When we worked with Coulter
on the Navajo reservation,

she moved beyond science.
She was starting to think
differently.

That's why you
called her in this time,
isn't it?

Because you believe
there's something deeper
happening here.

I'm a lawyer, Mac.

I believe in facts.

[sighing]

Talk to me.

[Coulter]
There's some things
that won't be in my report.

Things I believe,
but I can't quantify or prove.

I'm listening.

Well, I know how you feel
about the unexplained

but I'm convinced this child
is trying to tell me something.

Go on.

Well, I can tell you
how she lived, Harm--

I mean, in misery.

She was burned with cigarettes.

She was beaten.

She was starved.

I mean, not all her life

but, certainly,
in the last few months of it.

I can tell you
how she was killed.

She was... Choked.

She was probably still alive

when she got the side
of her head bashed in.

But that's not what
you need to know.

Whoever killed her, hated her.

How do you know that?

Well, her injuries.

I mean, her assailant beat her
into nothingness.

Whoever did this

simply didn't want her
to exist anymore.

You mind if I ask you

something personal?You'll know if I do.

You told me that your father
killed your mother.

He beat her to death
in a drunken rage when I was 22.

I came home an hour later
and found the body.

It was like my world
blew to pieces

and all I wanted to do
is find out why.

It was as if that would,
somehow, make the pain go away.

Yeah. Is that why you
became a pathologist?

I think maybe...
I thought I'd find some answers.

I didn't, of course, at least
not in the usual places.

No name. No family.

[Rabb] Nobody's child.

-[childern chattering]
-[Christmas carol playing]

[Rabb]
How'd you find this guy,
anyway, Bud?

I checked with the D.M.V.
to get his brother's
license plate number.

I figured Mr. Hawkins
would borrow the chief's car
while he was away in the gulf.

-I located the nearest schools
and scoped him out.
-Nice job.

I know you've moved
past this kind of work
Bud, so, uh, thank you.

I think I'm going to have a talk
with Mr. Hawkins.

Can you do that, sir?

He's just sitting in his car,
minding his own business.

Well, he might be having
bad thoughts, Bud.

I don't know if that gives you
probable cause.

You know what I say?
The hell with it.

[honking]

William Randall Hawkins?

-I didn't do anything.
-Nobody said you did.

Then give me my keys back.

-What's going on, Willie?
-Who are you?

Well, I'm a guy who knows
exactly what you were thinking.

-You some kind of cop?
-Yeah, Willie,
I'm the thought police.

Are you still molesting
little girls, Willie?

I didn't do anything!

-What were you doing
in that car, Willie?
-Nothing.

You can't go around
bothering people.
I'm going to call the cops.

You go right ahead.
We'll tell them you've been

hanging around school yards
again.

You made me violate my parole.
You chased me here.

You ran away from me, Willie.

Are you making
a citizen's arrest?

No, Bud, Mr. Hawkins
is coming with us

voluntarily
as a material witness.

The hell I am.

[Rabb]
We just want to talk, Willie.

About what?

Well, Willie, I want to know
everything you know

about the murder
of a five-year-old girl.

And believe me

it's in your best interest
to talk to me.

I want to talk to a lawyer.

[Hawkins] You're talking to one.

-I've got rights.
-I respect those rights.

The way I see it, Mr. Hawkins,
you have two choices.

You can talk to me voluntarily

citizen to citizen.

You tell me the truth.

If I like your story,
I'll put in a good word

about how you helped solve
a homicide.

Or I can call my friend,
Detective Lane

down in sex crimes...
Tell him you've been a bad boy.

Your parole is violated.

You serve out the
last seven years

of your sentence at Lorton.

First question I don't like,
I'm out of here.

Fair enough.

So, what were you doing in
that car outside Anderson
Elementary School.

Making new friends?

I was listening
to the Vienna boys choir
on the radio--

"Als ich
bei meinen schafen wacht."

Catchy tune.

You ever seen this
little girl before?

Is she dead?

How did you know that?

You mentioned a homicide twice.

I'm not a violent person.
I would never hurt a child.

Have you seen her before?

I will neither confirm
nor deny, commander.

Yeah, I think
maybe
you
killed her.

-No.
-Well, you know
something about her.

Now, you either
have seen her before

or you know where she lived

or you saw her
with somebody else.

You're getting
to a very sensitive area,
commander.

I am not a stalker.

Well, you got a problem, pal.

You do bad things
to little girls.

[file folder opening]

August 4, 1993--

you abducted Mary Bunche
from a school yard.

Mary came to me willingly.

You sodomized her.

There's some dispute about that.

I only pled to the charges

to keep out of Lorton
for 15 years.

As proof, I've been good
since I've been out.

Less than a month ago
you were picked up,
loitering

outside of
Bethune Middle School.

That was a misunderstanding.
No charges were filed.

You know what I think?

I think you
did
murder
this child.

No.

How do I know that, huh?

You hang around school yards.
You follow children.

I do not admit to that.

That would be a violation
of my parole.

I don't like
this line of questioning.

[Coulter]
I don't see Hawkins doing it.

He fits the profile.

[Coulter] There was something
in my analysis
of the digestive system

that I didn't understand
until just now.

I found about ten cc's
of paper pulp

in the child's stomach
and intestines.

That didn't make sense to me...

Unless she was locked away
somewhere

and that's how she
kept herself alive--

eating cardboard.

That man in there
doesn't have that kind
of hatred in his soul.

You want me in there with you?

Why? Are you afraid
of what I might do?

No, I'm afraid
of what
I
might do.

Who's she?

Major Mackenzie.

Why bring her in?

This may come as a surprise,
Mr. Hawkins.

He really doesn't like you.

So far, I don't have an opinion.

You the good cop?

I'm a marine lawyer.

Help me out here, Willie.

Give us something to work with.

Have you seen her?

I'm conflicted, commander.

Yeah?

You see this? Aye?

Somebody wrapped a belt

around this little girl's neck

and pulled it so tight
she couldn't breathe.

Was that you? Was it your belt?

That's enough already!

What's he trying to do to me?

How else do we get
your attention?

I'm not some kind of monster.

That song you were listening to

"Als ich bei meinen
schafen wacht"--

"As I watch over my sheep"--
is that what you do?

I love children.

Well, your rap sheet
indicates that, Willie.

I like you better than him.

Yeah, most people do.

I've done a lot of bad things
in the past, major.

Maybe I'm trying
to make up for them.

So, I watch out for the kids
in the neighborhood

make sure nothing bad
happens to them.

Sort of a community service?

Someone has to.

[paper rustling]

Have you seen this girl?

I'm not admitting
any improper behavior.

I'm speaking only
as a material witness.

By chance, I saw her.

She was dirty, tiny and frail.

I was watching out for the child
when no one else cared.

Where?

Over by the Tubman projects.

What, did she live there?

Visiting, I think.

I saw her once on the playground

and it looked like someone
had worked her over.

When you saw
that she was in trouble

why didn't you... call somebody?
Why didn't you step forward?

I'm a convicted molester.

How can I tell the precinct
I've been watching a child

and I think something's
about to happen to her?

What do you think happens to me?

Make an anonymous call, Willie.

It took more than one person
to do that to her.

I'm sorry to bother you, sir.

Always have time
for you, lieutenant.

Sir, it's about yesterday.

I'm sorry...

I'm ashamed...

And I'm resigning my commission
effective immediately.

I-I'm sorry.
Did you say something about
resigning your commission?

Because I don't recall anything

that would, uh, call
for your resignation.

-But...
-And, besides that what in hell
are you apologizing for--

because you saw something
that no one should
ever have to see...

That it hit a little
too close to home

and because of that
you had a temporary lapse
of, uh, protocol?

Sir, I struck a senior officer.

Lieutenant, I was there.

I saw you make
an emphatic hand gesture

that,
by chance

struck the commander
with a-a glancing blow.

Sir, I was emotional
and irrational

and there is no excuse.

Lieutenant, let me
be the judge of that.

[sighs]

Give me the letter.

[sniffs]

Are you tired of
your service with
jag, lieutenant?

No, sir.

I love my work, sir.

Personal problems?

No, sir.

I love Bud to death.

That's to say

that lieutenant Roberts
and i, um

are very well-suited
for one another... Sir.

Anything else, uh,
bothering you?

No, sir.

Mm-hmm.

[sighs]

Now, if you'll excuse me,
I have some work to do.

[sighs]

Thank you, admiral.

Dismissed.

Aye, aye, sir.

I can't count the number
of times
I thought about hitting Rabb.

Ah, excuse me, ma'am.

Could I ask you a few questions?

Is this about Harry?

Harry?

My husband Harry
was on the
Saratoga

before he ran off and left me.

Well, I'm sorry
to hear that, ma'am.

His allowances are hardly enough

to make ends meet.

I don't know what I'd do

if it wasn't for double coupons.

Well, that's true
for a lot of us, ma'am.

Mm-hmm.

Uh... When was the last time

you saw this little girl, ma'am?

I can't really say
I've
ever
seen her...

For sure.

You sure you're not
here about Harry?

What was your husband's
full name and rank, ma'am?

Harold Poplin, P-O-P-L-I-N,
Springs, master chief.

Well, I'll look over
the master chief's obligations

ma'am, and see if I can find
something more for you.

You can do that?

If I'm properly motivated,
yes, I can.

Let me see that picture.

I might have seen her.

When?

Last time was maybe
six, seven days ago.

Where?

She lived in the building--

at least she was staying
here with her aunt.

Well, what is her aunt's name?

Marjorie Lewis.

I heard she was
from over in North Mountain
in Maryland.

They took shameful care
of that little girl--

running around all hours
of the day and night

and she was always dirty.

Where's Marjorie live, ma'am?

Upstairs in, uh, 2b--
at least she
did.

-She moved?
-About a week ago,
in a big hurry.

Didn't give any notice
or anything.
One minute, she was there--

the next minute,
just packed up that car
and drove away.

She took the child with her?

I didn't see her with them...

And it wouldn't surprise me
if they did leave her behind.

"They"?
She was with someone else?

Charlie.

I don't know
his
name.

Well, could you
describe him, ma'am?

Big man, maybe six-two.

Uh, one more thing--

the little girl,
did she have a name?

[chuckling]
Everybody has a name, Commander.

What was hers, ma'am?

I don't know.
She never ever talked.

Didn't even say "thank you"
when I gave her one
of Harry's old insignias.

Thank you.

[Ms. Rawlings]
The dead child's name
was Annie Lewis.

Why did she go live
with her aunt Marjorie in D.C.?

I don't know how that happened.

Where's her mother?

Uh, the mother, Wanda Lewis...

She passed away three years ago,
age 22.

Cause of death?

Bad living, bad company.

Overdose?

Crack.

Oh, hi, Mrs. Denby.

Look, could you wait for me
over there for a bit?

I'll be with you
as soon as I can.

Thanks. Hi, kids.

Uh, Wanda...

Yeah, Wanda was assigned
to this office when she was 15.

She was unmarried,
she was pregnant.

What about the father?

Wanda had no idea
who the father was.

That's why when they
placed the child

they put her with the
maternal grandmother

and the grandmother's
been dead... six months.

Well, who got custody
of the child
after the grandmother died?

Well, it's not in the report.

The family had been broken up.

There's nothing there about how
Annie ended up with her aunt.

No. The grandmother
had not needed our services

so, technically,
Annie was no longer
the concern of this office.

This is a small town,
Mrs. Rawlings.

How hard can it be to keep
an eye on a family in trouble?

Look, I have a caseload
of over 200.

Sometimes things
fall between the cracks.

We're not talking about
"things," Mrs. Rawlings.

We're talking
about a little girl.

You know,
there's a lot of sadness

in this line of work, commander.

You either get used to it
or you move on.

What is her grandmother's
address?

Well, I can't give you
that information.

Not without a court order.

There are...
privacy issues involved.

[sighs]

Five sugars.

It's about five miles down
that way, second right.

You trying to read my mind?

Well, you're not
that hard to figure.

Everybody's trying
to read my mind.

Well, you're a very interesting
specimen, commander.

I mean, does anybody get close?

Yeah, people get close.

Somebody's close right now.

Course, she has
an unfair advantage.

it's her line of work.

What is she, a shrink?

Yeah, but I'm not seeing her
as a shrink.

It's... A shrink
that I'm seeing...

I think.

If that makes any sense.

You tell her about this?

Nah. I didn't want
to spoil her day.

But you had no problem
ruining my day.

Sorry.

Annie Lewis.

She speaks to you.

Not in words, but...

Yeah.

I feel she's close.

Let's head out, commander.

Yeah.

[wind chimes tinkling]

What's wrong?

The child was here.

[Coulter] This is where
Annie was kept.

I'm going to need
to take some samples.

Looks like there's
some hair fibers

mixed in with the dry blood.

Maybe some... Bits of skin.

[wind chimes tinkling]

[softly] Annie?

Please don't hurt me.

Oh, honey...

I'm not going to hurt you.

I'm here to help you.

Is Charlie with you?

No, sweetie, Charlie's
far, far away from here.

Who is she?

She's a friend. You'd like her.

What are you going
to do with me?

We're going to take you
someplace safe and warm.

Do you have a sister?

Uh-huh.

You do.

What's her name?

Annie.

Who's older?

We're the same age,
but I came first.

What's your name?

Dar-lin.

That's a nice name.

Who is Charlie, Dar-lin?

He lived with us.

Is he the one who hurt you
and locked you

in the closet?

Uh-huh.

He told me and Annie
that unless we was good

he was going to stomp us
right on our head.

Why didn't they take you,
Dar-lin?

They grabbed Annie,
but I got away.

How long has it been
since you had something to eat?

Yesterday... Maybe.

I want to see Annie.

I know.

Annie dead?

Yes, she is, Dar-lin.

Charlie kill her?

I don't know,
but I am going to find out.

I didn't want her to die.

-[sobbing]
-I know.

[Coulter] Don't cry,
Dar-lin, don't cry.

Why don't you come out
of there, sweetheart.

Are you cold?

Mm-hmm.

Here.

I'll bet you're cold.

Here.

You don't need
to be afraid anymore.

I'm going to make sure
that you're safe, okay?
I promise.

Hey, Annie.

I found Dar-lin.

She's safe.

Now I'm going to find Charlie.

I don't care how long it takes

I don't care
what I have to do...

I'm going to find him

and make sure that he never
hurts anybody ever again.

♪ When you wake
You will have cake ♪

♪ And all the pretty little
Ponies ♪

[closing music playing]