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She almost got away from us.

I like the way I don't think they can
get away.

Make the chase more fun.

Come on, let's drop this one off. We can
probably catch another one downtown.

Probably call it a night.

Yeah.

So, when did you meet Sandra Deming?

Two years ago.

I was the lead reporter on the story
covering the disappearance of her

Laura.

Sandra gave me her first interview, and
she kept me updated.

Well, people have various choices, and I
wanted to make sure her case didn't get

buried. During that time, we became
colleagues.

And how did you get involved in all of
this?

That little girl didn't deserve this.

And it really got under my skin.

What did this dentist do after this
experience of adoration?

He never gave up hope on private life.

So statistically speaking, we should
have all known that. We'd never get it

back.

He became obsessed with saving other
young girls.

And did she?

A handful.

No convictions, though.

Did you ever go with her on these rescue
missions?

Occasionally.

Most of the people from getting hurt.

A lot of times she went without my
knowledge or my consent.

A year ago, I told Sandra about a
trafficking operation.

She insisted we go immediately.

Why didn't you report it to the police
and let us handle it?

The larger organizations, they have law
enforcement, politicians, detectives.

Cops may go in eventually, but not until
the crew is tipped off. Besides that,

it's a bad idea to advertise after this
type of operation.

Sandra and I kept it to ourselves.

So, what happened on this particular
case?

Good morning, ladies.

Travis is late as usual

Carl, this is ridiculous.

I could give two shits about what her
lawyer says. Do not release him to her.

Give me two hours and I'll find him
something.

I don't know.

Use your imagination.

Jesus, Carl, has everyone lost it down
there?

Yes.

Okay, bye.

Everything is going to be all right.

Wow.

Mom, you're a natural talent.

Seriously, I think you should take your
show on the road. Why don't you start

now by going over there?

You know what? You are lucky that you
have such a cool mom.

Oh, so you get a new outfit and now
you're everything, right? You better

it.

Seriously.

I know you've been through a lot.

Losing Dad in Afghanistan has been hard
on us both.

But I am happy to see you getting your
swag back.

Are you still

thinking about that pig?

No.

Well, in case you were. Which you're
not.

I would have you know that that flute
test score means nothing, girl.

You are the most beautiful and brilliant
girl that I know.

And a great dancer.

And a fabulous dresser. I mean, look at
this ensemble.

Girl, this pink with these jeans.

And you're extremely funny and witty and
generous. Okay, okay.

And you have muscles I don't have, you
know.

And you're classy.

Super classy.

Obviously, you get that from your mom.

And I love you.

So much.

I love you.

We're going to try this later.

Good idea.

Not friend of today.

I love you too, mommy.

Sandra?

Oh, bad day already.

It's only 10 a .m. now.

Well, I need your signatures on them.

I have to work.

I love paperwork.

Jane, why are there so many a -holes in
the world?

Girl, watch your mouth.

You know those a -holes keep you
employed.

Stay here.

Stay here.

You know what I said?

Stay right here.

That's all.

Hey, you okay?

What?

Are you hurt?

Did they cut you or beat you up or
anything?

Uh... No, I'm not hurt.

That's too bad.

What?

Who the hell are you? Why would you say
that?

Where are we?

Well, we're in a big, empty, disgusting
fucking warehouse, it seems.

As for what city...

You'd be the one who'd know.

Atlanta, I guess.

That's where I live anyway.

I don't think we've moved too far.

I hate to break it to you, but you live
here now.

We can probably move up.

I'm Ashley.

Sarah.

Well, welcome, Sarah.

Can I get you anything?

Ice cold soft drink? A snack, perhaps?

Water? Is there water?

Well, we have the finest bottled water
that discount stores can buy.

Can you just tell me what the hell is
going on?

Are they kidnappers or something?

Well, I would doubt it because they
picked me up in a shelter, so not much

ransom to be made there.

By the looks of your spiffy Walmart
getup you came in with, your family

rolling in dough either, but you choose.

What the fuck is your problem?

I'd say we actually have the same
problem. We're both a part of some

-sash -trafficking operation.

So anyway, no ransom note, little to no
chance of a rescue.

Why is that?

They move us too often.

They picked me up in Austin a few weeks
ago. If you hadn't told me we were in

Atlanta, I would have had no idea.

Think the cops have any chance of
finding us?

What are you doing?

I'm updating my Facebook status. What
the hell does it look like? I'm trying

find a way out.

Well, what if they see you?

Or they catch you again?

See, if we escape, they will not be able
to catch us.

That is the point.

Seriously, how do you know when they're
coming back?

I have no idea when they're coming back.
Now give me a boost.

There. You satisfied?

Not really. We didn't escape.

So?

Holy shit. He killed someone?

Who was in there? Calm down. I don't
want him to come in here.

He killed a girl.

I wonder what she did.

Miss

White,

there's really nothing I can do to help
you. We advise you to go to your

required therapist.

The doctor is going to report his
observations and when he thinks it's

you to go around your daughter.

And even then, it's not up to him.

The judge has to make that call. I know
that judge hates me.

And that doctor, that fool ain't no
better. He don't give a shit about me.

Why anybody else in that place?

When is this going to be over?

I can't take it anymore. I can't stand
being away from her.

Your visitation rights have been
revoked.

Until you improve yourself through
mandatory therapy.

You don't know what it's like being in
there with those crazy bitches.

How is that supposed to help me?

Until you are well, the state cannot let
you see Sasha.

Now, Ms. White, please, just do as
you're requested.

Go to your therapy session.

Sasha misses you.

You need to pull yourself together. If
not for you, do it for her.

She needs you. Her mother.

I'm right here.

And you're a mess.

She deserves better, and you know it.

Now, I suggest you clean it up, or she's
going to be taken away from you for

good. Is that what you want? Of course
not.

And that little girl is everything that
I have.

Now, I know I've made some mistakes in
the past, but I never hurt my baby.

Miss White. And I never would hurt
Sasha.

Come on, man. I need her back, Miss
Dennett.

I am lost without her. Miss White,
please.

Every morning I wake up hoping that
she's here.

Thinking that I can hear her.

Please, you have to help me get her
back.

Excuse me for a moment, okay?

Sandra!

Sandy?

Sandy, I know you're in there. Are you
okay?

Are you in here?

Come out, please.

Are you hiding under the bed?

Oh, I know. Are you in the closet?

No, not in the closet.

You're really good at this.

Oh, that's strange.

There's an enormous lump on your bed.

You're really good at that, though. I
never find you.

Girl.

Sandra, please answer me.

Look, maybe you should just call it a
day.

We can both duck out and go see a movie
or something.

Come on, open up the door.

There you are.

There you go.

Okay. Just a little cry, that's all.

Well, your makeup may need a little
attention, but your hair is good.

So, are we out of here or what?

What are you doing?

What?

You look like you're trying to rip her
off.

Don't be stupid. I'm just trying to see
if she's okay.

That's what they all say right before
they run off with your watch.

And where would I run off to, huh?

I assumed you hadn't thought that far
ahead.

I guess you're a bit smarter than you
look.

She seems okay.

I don't see any injuries.

Shame. Why do you keep saying that?

What kind of sadistic bitch are you?

Don't you care about anyone but
yourself?

For your information, I do care.

If you don't have bruises, they'll be
able to use you immediately.

I bit one of their guys when he grabbed
me, and he punched me hard in the face.

I heard Roland screaming at him for
doing it because they would have to wait

weeks to use me.

The bruises are just going away.

That's why I've got to get out of here
now.

Did you see any other girls get used?

How the hell should I know?

Jesus. That's a good idea. Maybe Jesus
will save us.

There was someone.

She was cute for a Spanish girl.

I got the impression she was easy from a
story she told about her boss.

She got picked up at an airport, and she
got used when she came through here.

Hey, can you hear me?

Where am I?

Who are you? We got taken too.

We got taken too.

I'm Sarah.

That's Ashley.

I was just making sure you were okay.

It's a shame.

Ashley, stop it.

Come on, please just tell me what's
going on. No, don't.

Don't touch me! Just tell me where I am!

Shh!

There's a guy out there who'll come in
and hurt you if you make too much noise.

Do you understand?

Okay, good.

Have you heard of sex trafficking?

What? Like, prostitute?

Or prostitution.

Wait, wait, no, just let me out of here.

Where's Lisa?

Uh, who's Lisa?

My friend.

They have her too, I think.

I don't know.

You were the only one they brought in
here.

What's your name?

What?

What's your name?

Molly. Molly Graham.

How old are you?

I'm 15.

Did anyone see you get taken?

I don't know.

My mom might have, but I doubt it.

So she could be looking for you.

Where were you? What happened?

I was at my house, and Lisa called me,
and she told me to come outside, and she

said that it was important.

When I did, two people grabbed me and
forced me in a car.

So she might find us.

Don't count on it. No one's going to
find us.

Something wrong with you?

Do you think I need your father's money?

If I wanted your father's money, I would
take it.

And there would be nothing he can do to
it.

So my advice to you is stop knocking on
his fucking door.

You're going to regret it.

Are you understanding what I'm saying?

What I

want you to say is, I am

going to stop knocking on this door.

Say it.

Say it with me.

Stop.

Stop. Knocking on his fucking door.

Jason, listen.

How are we looking on that next
corruption story?

I'm on it. I just got a few more things
to finish up.

Jason, come on.

You're not still running around the city
with that woman from the abduction

story, are you?

This is more than just a story, and you
know that.

The woman lost her child.

Now all she wants to do is help other
kids.

What's wrong with me helping her anyway?

Okay.

The problem is...

I don't pay you to run around the city
chasing missing kids.

That's the problem.

The problem is I need you to let the
police handle their job. Did you even

my piece on trafficking?

The cops are not going to help Nancy.
Jason, Jason, that's unfortunate, okay?

It really is.

But for me and this company, I need my
best reporter out exposing those types

stories. You can't get stuck on one
single story for the rest of your

Now, I need that story on City Hall on
my death by the end of the week.

Okay?

Okay. Sure thing, Nancy.

Hey, you still working?

Yeah. But I'm actually wrapping up soon.

Well, good. Look, we could go out for
dinner and drink. You know?

Come on. We can even go to that awful
Mexican place that you love so much.

Well, not tonight, Jean.

Let's go ahead and call it a night.

All right.

Well, I'll see you tomorrow, then.

Good night.

All right. See you tomorrow.

Don't think too much.

Go home. I'll see you tomorrow.

Wrong again.

You love mistaking me for other people.

Okay, Jason.

Thank you so much for coming.

No worries.

Actually, I'm trying to make Candace
jealous of me.

Maybe she'll think I'm having an affair
and sleep with me more.

I do not want to hear about your kinky
sex life.

Well, when you put it that way, you make
it sound a lot more exciting than it

really is.

Claire. So tell me what happened.

All right, look.

There's a couple driving a tan Corona.

Reportedly around the Cumberland Mall
parking lot. It looks like they're

soliciting young girls.

Store owner sees it, calls the cops.

Before the cops get there, the car takes
off.

And?

That was like three days ago.

I didn't think anything of it. I just
didn't.

But late last night, a lady reports that
she sees her neighbor's daughter being

abducted by three people in a tan
Corolla.

Last time we seen the car, it was at an
abandoned warehouse.

Are they conducting a search?

Cops are waiting on warrants, but I got
the location right here.

A warrant is going to take forever.

They won't be there much longer. We have
to go now.

I know, I know, I know.

Try not to get your hopes up.

It might not be the same vehicle. And if
it is, they may have already left.

Jason, I get it.

Don't talk to me like I'm a child.

Laura's not going to be there, Sandra.

I know.

I just don't want you risking yourself
like this, thinking you're going to find

her every time.

Sandra. I'm never going to give up on
her, Jason.

I know you want me to let her go.

But that's never going to happen.

My daughter, my baby.

And I will fight until I take my last
breath.

I'm going to find her.

I know what my chances are.

And I don't care.

Sandy. Look, Jason.

Don't worry about me.

I can handle this.

It's not just about Laura, but all those
other little girls that were taken away

from their families.

You want to go to the police?

I've already tried that, Jason. It
didn't pan out.

Those little girls, they need a hero.

Why can't it be me?

I'm just sad and angry.

I just know I have to do something.

Look, I understand you want to do
something.

But this vigilante thing is nuts.

Do you understand us getting arrested is
the better case scenario in this

situation? Jason, if you don't want to
be a part of this, I understand.

You still have family.

You got plenty to lose, too.

There's a lot of people out here who
love you.

If I start to think you're going the
martyr route, I'm ending this whole

It's over.

So, you coming with me then?

Yeah. I guess I can't let you go alone.

You're not exactly stealthy anyway.

Me?

You're the one who sneezes when you get
nervous.

That happened twice.

So can I have the address now?

We'll go tomorrow around noon.

Can you get off work?

Yeah, I'm sure I can.

But why can't we go tonight?

I'm not doing this unless we have
someone armed and trained on our team.

We need Dan.

But they'll be gone by then, Jason. You
know that.

We can't wait another day.

We've already been through this.

It's either my way or no way.

I know.

You're right.

Tomorrow night it is.

I can't believe this is happening.

What do you think they're going to do to
us?

I don't know.

It's probably best if we don't think
about it.

Don't think about it?

I'm terrified.

Me too.

Hey, Sarah?

Yeah?

What's the worst thing you've ever done?

The worst thing I've ever done?

Why do you want to know that?

Because I think I'm being punished for
something I did.

What if we're all being punished?

No, Molly, we're not being punished.

I just think that we're all just really
unlucky.

My dad says people who talk about hands
and luck don't have a strong faith in

God.

Is that true?

Do you believe in God?

I do believe in God.

I don't know what church I would
consider myself, though. We never really

Really?

It's hard to imagine.

I'm Catholic.

Church is my family's second home.

My dad has been teaching me to memorize
scriptures since I was three years old.

Aren't you and your dad close?

Very.

He's really amazing.

Anytime he doesn't spend working, he
spends it with us.

But three days ago, I did something
horrible to him.

Something... I can't take that. And I'm
so ashamed.

What happened?

Well, I won a raffle at our annual
carnival in our county.

And my dad is opposed to gambling of any
kind.

But since this raffle was to benefit our
school, he let me buy one ticket.

And I won.

I'd never won anything before.

My grand prize was a two -door Chevy
Camaro. When they called my number, it

my mom who scooped me up for a big bear
hug and paraded me to the stage to claim

my prize.

My dad must have taken a hundred
pictures of me.

When it was time to leave the carnival,
we all rode in my new car together, and

I was in heaven.

It felt like God really loved me, and
this is how he was going to show it.

We had the car for about a month.

And every day after work, my dad would
take me on a ride in it.

Just me and him.

When you have as many siblings as I do,
you don't get a lot of one -on -one time

with your parents.

And I love having the attention.

But then three days ago, my dad broke
the news to me.

That we were going to sell my car.

He said that it wasn't a practical car
for our family. And that we couldn't

afford to pay insurance.

He confided in me that he had lost his
job.

I was the first person in the family
that he had told.

He trusted me.

But all I could think about was that
stupid car.

I was serious.

That was supposed to be my car.

It was God's gift to me.

Because... All I ever do is take care of
my brothers and sisters, cooking,

cleaning, and studying.

I deserve that car, and God wanted me to
have it.

I flashed out at my dad and told him it
wasn't my fault he couldn't support the

family. I told him I hated him for
taking my car from me, and that he was

jealous because he had never won
anything like this.

He tried to hold me and apologize.

And I hit him.

I hit him really hard.

I stole the keys later and drove off in
the car.

I took it to the drive -in and I stayed
there all day and night.

When I came home, I expected my dad to
hit the roof and ground me for life.

But he didn't.

He came outside and he hugged me.

He cried, and he hugged me, and he told
me he loves me.

The next day, my mom came into the
living room and told me how worried I

them. She said that she believed that
God gave the family that car in our time

of need, and that he gave me the winning
ticket to test me to see if I could

show what a selfless person I was.

I failed his test.

And she was very disappointed in me.

I was so ashamed.

I tried to tell my mom to take the car
and sell it.

But she said that she didn't want to
insult my dad anymore right now.

I wanted to apologize to him.

But I didn't know what to say.

And now, I'll never see him again.

This is God's will.

This is his punishment for my behavior.

Molly, that's not true.

God is not punishing you, and your dad
knows how much you love him.

People say terrible things when they're
angry, especially to the people they

love.

I can't believe that God wants you here.

Besides, you're going to see your dad
again, so you can tell him you're sorry

then.

I don't know. It sounds pretty
coincidental.

Stop it, Ashley.

I'm just saying.

I've done my share of terrible acts.

Maybe she has a point.

I'm sure we all have.

Come on, Sarah.

Admit it. What's the worst thing you've
ever done?

I'd rather not talk about it.

Please.

I know it sounds awful, but how do you
make me feel better?

It's not awful at all.

Particularly everyone wishes for other
people's misfortune, especially when

feel like crap themselves, being in a
thinking ship together and all that.

You tell yours and I'll tell mine.

The worst thing I ever did was last
year.

kind of always had a shitty home life.

My dad is a nightmare and my mom is too
weak to leave him.

My English teacher at school, Miss
Simmons, she was always looking out for

She let me and my little brother come
over when things got bad.

She helped me with my homework, paid for
my school books.

and gave me some of her old clothes.

She has this little boy, and she asked
me to babysit him one night.

I honestly think she just asked me to
babysit to help me make some money.

Anyway, after I put the baby to bed, I
went outside to smoke a cigarette.

Ms. Simmons was always trying to get me
to quit, and she made me promise I

wouldn't do it while I babysat, but I
figured she would never know.

Well, I didn't put out the cigarette all
the way when I tossed it on the patio.

I went back inside, and before I knew
it, the entire back of the house was

of smoke.

The first thing I did was get their
little boy outside.

When I had him safe, I figured I could
go back inside for their dog.

I looked all around, but the smoke
started getting thick.

I went to check in the bedroom, and
that's when I saw her jewelry box.

Ms. Simmons had a ring and I knew it was
worth a lot of money, so I took it and

ran out of the house.

Their house burned to the ground and
everything they had was destroyed.

What about the dog?

Was the dog okay?

Yeah, she got out her window and it
burned to the neighbor's yard.

But it was an accident.

You didn't mean to burn their house
down.

And you saved their son from the fire.

Yeah, but I kept the ring.

I stole from her and I got away with it.

I knew how much that ring meant to her.

I didn't think twice about ripping her
off after I destroyed everything that

owned. So I chose to steal from her
instead of trying to save their poor

How much did you get for it?

What?

How much did you get for the ring?

I never got a chance to pawn it.

My older brother stole it out of my
purse, looking to get high.

He was always doing that.

Probably traded it in for just enough to
get him through the day.

Is that how you ended up here?

What do you mean?

Your brother.

Did he trade you in too?

Yeah.

He traded you for drugs?

Most likely to pay off a debt.

He's really only my half -brother.

He hated me.

Our dad cheated on his mom with mine.

He tortured me and my little brother as
kids.

Guess I should have known better didn't
you?

To accept a ride from him for school
this morning.

Never offered before.

What a dick.

Yeah.

What about you?

Any brothers or sisters?

No, just me.

What about your parents?

I thought it was just me, okay?

So Sarah, about Ms. Simmons, did she
forgive you for burning down her house?

She said she did.

And that the important thing was that
everyone was safe.

Even when the insurance company totally
screwed them over and basically left

them nothing.

She never yelled or acted disappointed
in me.

It made me hate myself to see her.

So I started avoiding her.

When the school year was over, she was
forced to move back to her hometown to

live with her folks.

I haven't seen her since.

So do you guys feel better?

Am I in this sinking ship now?

I'm so sorry to hear that, Sarah.

Yeah. Well, let's hear it, Ashley.

What's your big story?

Does it really matter?

According to Molly, it's God's will and
I deserve it.

No one deserves to be here.

God is not punishing us.

Says the girl who's never been to
church.

Why does that matter?

I pray and I've read the Bible.

You have? All of it?

My grandmother used to have me read it
to her.

I'm good with God for no other reason
other than that.

I believe in him.

I mean, I think you should still do your
best in your actions and be sorry when

you make mistakes.

But nobody's perfect, and he knows that.

God hasn't abandoned us.

He isn't punishing us for our mistakes.

Whether we get out of here or not, God
is still here.

Thanks, Sarah.

What about those assholes that are going
to pay Roland to do whatever they want

to us?

What about them? Do they get forgiven?

I don't know, Ashley.

Come on, that's the rule, right?

It doesn't apply to pedophiles,
adulterers, and rapists.

Can't they be saved if they believe?

What do you want from me, Ashley?

What do you want me to say?

I want to know what you believe, seeing
as how you're our new spiritual leader.

It's not up to me to decide if they're
good with God or not.

All I can do is worry about myself.

I just know that in this world there are
sick assholes who don't deserve freedom

or respect or the puny twisted dicks
that they're swayed through.

It's your turn.

My turn for what?

It's your turn to tell your story.

What difference does it make now that
we've all agreed it has nothing to do

us being here?

It makes a difference to us.

We put ourselves out there.

We're scared in this sick situation.

You really want to go through that
alone.

So you're saying you want to be my
friend?

I want to be your friend.

You don't even know me. I know you're
tough.

I know you've probably had a rough life
in the past, but now we're all going

through this, and I want you with us.

You're a survivor, and I think you're a
good person at heart.

Based on what?

I don't know.

Just the feeling.

Fine. I'll tell you, but it's not
because you got Bambi here to ask me to

your survival guide.

I'll tell you what kind of person I am
just so you can get off my back.

Okay.

I shot someone.

I shot them and they died.

Who did you shoot?

My stepdad.

I shot him in the head before I ran
away.

I'm not sorry either.

Why would you do that?

He had it coming, in my opinion.

But the cops probably don't agree.

The way I see it, these kidnappers
helped me get out of the state, so I

should be thanking them.

I don't believe you.

Oh yeah?

Yeah.

But that's okay.

You don't have to tell us the truth,
just...

Please don't shut us out.

Are you for real?

Of course she is.

Okay, well, I'll consider it.

Happy birthday, dear Laura.

Happy birthday.

Put that down and have some cake.

Really?

Yeah. Well, I got it anyway.

Got all of these. Thanks.

I wonder what time it is.

When do you think they'll move us?

I don't know.

The last place we were was just for a
few days.

Probably they haven't come in for any of
us yet.

Do you think they will soon?

We'll see.

They might think that you two are
virgins.

You can make more money selling virgins,
so they're going to want to save you

for a bigger buyer.

Are you?

My what?

A virgin.

No. Obviously.

So I'm screwed.

Or will be soon.

If we're really lucky, they're laying
low because someone is looking for one

you.

My money is on Molly.

It'd be nice if her Bible -beating
family saved our collective asses, huh?

You think so?

Do you think they're looking for us?

I guess anything is possible.

I want to get your hopes up, though.

These guys seem like they know what
they're doing.

So we should try escaping.

We can't just let them take us.

I don't know.

I mean, what if somebody pretends to be
sick and then he comes in?

And then we can convince him that
they're deathly ill and need to go to

hospital. Mommy.

He'd see us die before taking us
anywhere near a hospital.

He'd probably shoot you if he thought
you were seriously sick.

Well, then we should try to break out.

Can we reach those windows up there? We
tried already.

I don't think we can.

And unfortunately, I left my tunnel
digging spoon at home.

Come on, there has to be something we
can do.

Don't get me wrong, Molly. I am going to
get the fuck out of here, but I can't

think of any way at this particular
time.

I'm all ears if you think of something
brilliant.

I think we're going to have to wait
until they move us.

Yeah, and what makes you think they're
going to move us at the same time?

I guess... I don't know.

Great.

Want to see your license please?

I'll be right back. Okay.

Mrs. Dennis.

There you go.

There's something wrong?

Well, aside from that registration
sticker, there's nothing wrong.

But I did want to know what you were
doing parked out here this time of

Well, it's Miss Dennis.

Or just Sandra.

Oh, and I'm really sorry about that
sticker.

I've been meaning to take care of it all
week.

It's okay. It's only a week past due, so
I guess I'll let you slide with a

warning this time. Oh, thank you.

But I still want to know what you're
doing parked out here.

Yes. Well, I pulled over because I was
taking a phone call, super quick phone

call, and I don't like to drive and box
at the same time.

Cool. But you're headed home now?

Yes. Okay, good. Listen, next time you
decide to take a phone call in the

of the night, I need you to pull over
somewhere safe because this area is very

dangerous for women at night, okay?

Okay. Officer Clark. Officer Clark, yes.
Thank you so much, Officer Clark.

You're welcome.

You're welcome. I'm going to be back
here in my car, and I'm going to wait on

you to leave, okay? Okay.

Drive safe. Thank you. Thank you so
much.

You're welcome.

No, Laura.

I'm not okay with you going to someone's
house and they're partying when their

parents are not home.

Absolutely not.

You treat me like a baby.

I am the most responsible person I know.
I get good grades, and I'm constantly

giving up my weekend to babysit.

And yet you still don't trust me to
handle myself.

What are you so afraid of?

I'm not an idiot, okay?

I know what happens at those parties.

You're too young to be doing that kind
of stuff, and you're too young to be

around boys and supervisors.

Everyone else is going to be there but
me. You're damn right. Are you trying to

destroy my social existence?

We can't stay shut up in this damn
apartment forever.

Watch your mouth, Laura Marie.

And your attitude.

I'm done with this conversation.

Period.

Well, if we can't go to the party, then
Abby and I are going to a movie, so...

Can't stand to be here for another
minute.

Okay. Go with Abby.

Curfew is 9 .30.

And since you want to be so
responsible...

Show me that you can fill up that car
tank.

Start tonight.

Now come.

Right now.

So you got everything under control?

Yes, ma 'am.

So these are my lilies.

Yeah, we just bought these two on today.

Let's see if they're pure yet.

Doctor will be here soon.

Why aren't they ready?

Well, Amber said she's on standby.

They could be ready right now.

I was told there was four.

We're missing one.

Yeah, one I had to put down.

She's being very uncooperative.

A real little bitch.

Was she physically unable to perform the
task required?

No, ma 'am. Was she ill?

Perhaps deformed?

No, ma 'am.

You used to be much more creative with
your discipline.

I hope you're not getting lazy.

Must I remind you, Roland, that this is
a business.

There's not why to throw away my
merchandise.

And if you can't understand that, I will
find somebody else who can.

Show me her.

Get up.

Get her ready.

What's it at?

These two need to go now.

Lacey wants us done first, though.

Okay. When you need them, bro?

8 -7.

Camera man should be on his way in a few
hours.

Get him done.

Get him dolled up.

But make sure you stay with him.

Because I don't want him getting messed
up again.

Okay.

Candy, go get the bags out of the car.

Sure.

Y 'all make sure y 'all listen and
understand, bro, alright?

Because if y 'all don't, there'll be
some repercussions.

I have to go to the bathroom.

Hold it.

Bathroom break bent over.

Roland, this fucking outlet doesn't
work.

Sorry for the inconvenience.

Ready, babe?

So, girl, Roland didn't choke your ass
for filling that bag?

Hell no.

Girl, he even let me keep the bag after
he picked me up. What?

Shoot, you so lucky. Roller would have
broke his hand on your ass if you would

have got caught boosting.

Anyway, karma came back around for me,
though.

Somebody stole that shit at the bar. You
believe that?

What? You were sitting right there?

Yeah. Girl, I didn't even notice.

I'm an autopilot most days.

No, your ass be high most days.

And you weren't high at the bar?

Okay, you know how it's like.

Come on, baby. You got a whole deal.

Stop crying.

Can't have mascara running all down your
pretty face.

Just leave her alone.

Girl, you better shut your mouth.

It's okay, hon.

Look, I get it. You're having a real
fucked up time right now.

You're scared and all.

Me and Candy, we went through this exact
same thing.

But I feel for you.

For all of you.

But if you think for a second I won't
smack the cooperation out of your ass,

be mistaken.

See Candy over there? She got me a real
hard time kicking and screaming and

shit. But I ain't take that shit.

Show them what that got you.

Yeah. That's me doing her a favor.

You don't want Roland getting involved.

That man has a temper.

piss him off and see what happens get
there make

you feel better please no why can't you
just help us just

hit it if you don't no one's gonna have
to shoot some heroin between your pretty

little toes don't hit it chill the fuck
out

Few more hits and I can wipe your face
down.

Better hit that shit, girl.

Girl, don't you be quiet for a moment.

Shut the fuck up in here.

Do I make myself clear?

Do I make myself clear? Yeah, bro.

We'll be quiet.

Okay.

They ain't all like rolling.

Some of them ain't so bad.

How many are there?

Oh, I mean, I don't know.

This is a really big crew, though.

They got people in every city.

I just can't believe this is happening
to me.

I just feel like I'll wake up from a
dream.

How about we talk about something else?

Like how good they look.

Oh, yeah, that's just what they want to
hear.

Watch it, bitch.

Just because we having a good time don't
mean I don't own your ass.

You're going to have to stop crying.

I told you, don't nobody want to hear
you crying like a little baby.

How can you help them do this, Doug?

I don't know. It makes me feel good.

Just shut the fuck up.

Mine look good though, right? Don't you
look good?

Girl, you got a cute little figure.

You're built like Scarlett Johansson.

Scarlett is cute.

I know. Did you hear about her position
on global warming by any chance?

Global warming.

Did you know that the temperature of our
planet is steadily increasing, causing

severe weather, ocean expansion, a major
threat to our ecosystem, for sure.

Global warming, please?

Shit. I hate winter.

Right on, global warming.

Girl, but you got that cute coat from
last year.

I bet you can't wait to wear that again.

Yeah, cute coats are great. I'm just
glad Al Gore started raising awareness

his documentary. Did you see it?

Girl, what are you talking about? about.

And who is that boy again?

Oh, wait, wait, wait.

Is he the one that didn't know how to
spell tomato?

For you to be such a smart cookie, you
sure are a dumb little piece of shit.

Happy time is over.

Y 'all put y 'all shit back on before
this talk forgets you.

I feel so sick.

My head hurts.

Mine does too.

Cheap weed will do that for you.

Have some water. I can't drink anymore.
I seriously have to pee.

Let's talk about something else.

I think I may have found a way for us to
get out of here.

Really? We do? I can't wait to hear
this.

There's fire sprinklers and a fire
alarm.

Why don't we start a fire?

The fire department would have to come,
right?

This building is hardly up to code. What
makes you think that the fire alarm

system still works?

It's worth a shot, right?

I mean, at the very least, Roland would
want to get us out of here, right?

Or maybe he'd rather not risk letting us
get away and instead let us burn to

death. How would you even start a fire
anyway?

Didn't we have a lighter?

No, Amber took it.

Molly looks like a closet pyro. Ask her
for a lighter. I don't look like a pyro.

Well, maybe we could just... Dude, tell
MacGyver, what else can we do?

Use a magnifying glass?

Rub two sticks together?

What does a pyro look like anyways?

Molly, it was just a joke. Unless
there's a pyromaniac Care Bear, you look

nothing like a pyro.

Hey! Hey!

I really need to pee. Open this door and
let me go to the bathroom.

I've been waiting for hours and I can't
hold it anymore.

Stop it. Just pee in the mirror. No, I
really have to go to the bathroom.

Stop it. Just pee in here.

I really need to pee.

It'll just take a sec.

Okay.

Right this way.

Is the facility acceptable?

Yes, it is fine.

Was there toilet tissue?

Yeah, there was a little.

How about antibacterial soap?

No, there wasn't anymore.

Damn! I hate that when it happens.

You have to need the bathroom, your
hands ain't clean.

I'm fine.

Can I go back now?

It just feels crazy.

Like if somebody pissed on me.

Please, can I go back now?

Do you think you could talk to me like
that?

A tramp like you?

Do you think that behavior is
appropriate?

For a fucking whore to talk to me like
that?

No.

I'm sorry, I just... Shh!

Turn around.

Right now.

Put your hands behind your back.

Get down on your fucking knees.

Who's in charge of this relationship
now?

You are.

Fucking shoot me for running this late.

Where's Laura?

The hell are you?

Where is she, you sick son of a bitch?

Look, lady.

We don't know what you're talking about.
You probably just lost.

I bet you don't even know how to use
that thing.

Give it to me before someone gets hurt,
huh?

Don't. Don't come in close.

Just give me the gun, and I'll let you
walk away.

Sarah, I'm so thirsty and hungry.

Me too.

Do you think he'll feed us again?

I'm sure he will.

I think he'll bring back Ashley.

He's been gone a really long time.

I know.

Well? Do you think she's okay?

I don't know.

I think she's being punished.

Why did she do that?

She should have just peed in here.

What do we do?

How can we help her?

I don't think we can.

Do you hear that?

God,

do you think it's the police?

Hey! We don't know who it is. We

don't want him to hear us.

If it's someone that can help us, we
don't want him to know they're coming.

Don't, don't, don't fight. Don't fight.
Don't.

Get

out

of here.

That's your family.

That's what's wrong with you.

You try to steal my lilies.

I used to see you come around here all
the time and I warned you about that.

But this time you crossed the line and
this time you got to pay for it.

You're going to pay for it.

Ain't you, my dear?

Ashley,

I warned you.

You test me and this is what's going to
happen. I told you not to test me.

But you want to go out there and you
want to test me.

And now you're going to learn.

And you gotta pay.

And I told you, you little dumb bitch.

You hear me?

Yes. Yes, I hear you.

Good.

I'm sorry.

I can't get loose.

I'm sorry.

I'm looking for Laura.

Laura?

I don't know a Laura. I'm sorry. I don't
know her.

I want to see my mom, please.

I want to go home.

I want to see my mom, please. Does
anyone else know that we're here?

Don't die.

Don't die, please, ma 'am.

Don't leave us alone.

I'm going to get you, sweet girl.

Mommy would never let anything hurt you,
okay?

You promise?

I promise.

Wait for me tonight.

Of course.

Here, let's mix it up.

Here we go.

There we go.

You had a bad dream, baby?

Mm -hmm.

There we go.

Have it fully dressed without a mask.

This is Dr. Wells.

She's going to give you all a checkup.

Yeah, we need to go out first.

Come on.

Come on. Come on. That's not bad.

Come on. Get up.

It's not going to take all day. Come on.

Come on.

Back.

Come on.

What's Sandra at today?

I don't know. I guess she must be out
sitting.

Possibly hungover, though.

Poor thing. I knew I shouldn't have left
her alone last night.

No, she can't handle her liquor, so...

Bleeding.

Are you okay?

Let me look at it. What did he do to
you? It's not my blood.

It's some woman who kept looking for her
daughter.

Roland shot her and left her to die
lying next to me. This is her blood

all over me.

Oh, God.

This is God's punishment for me. Molly
was right.

Ashley.

No.

I will never forgive myself for not
shooting my stepfather when I had the

chance.

I was 11 when he started forcing himself
on me.

The belief he was touching me out of my
nature.

But one day it got to be too much and I
ran away.

I left my mom to take all of his
beatings and I left my sister to take my

And you...

I tried to find her.

Please tell me you have that story for
me on City Hall.

Hey, Nancy.

I just need a few more days on it.

Okay, Jason.

Listen. I've had it with you and this
woman.

You either have that story on my desk
tonight or find yourself another job.

Shit.

Jesus, this guy not believe in email.

Maybe Sandra got a new stalker
boyfriend.

You mean other than you?

Oh, no, I do have my stalker that night.

By the way, I love your new wallpaper.

You know what? You need therapy. Yes,
you do.

Oh, God.

Hello?

Sandra Dennis is home.

Oh, no, she hasn't been in today.

Would you like to leave a message?

Oh, hi, Jason. This is Jean.

No, we haven't heard from her, though.

Well, what's the big emergency?

Have you tried her cell phone?

All right, well, look, if she calls
back, I'll be sure to let her know.

Hello?

Hello?

Jason?

Oh, my God.

What is going on with that guy?

All right, well, I guess we can go
finish what we were doing.

No, it's very nice to be polite.

What's your name, bitch?

Tara.

Yeah, you're the fucking problem. Get
up.

I have one pure lily, you guys.

It's like you're the only one that's not
pure.

So I need you.

Huh?

You're costing me a lot of money.

I think you need to take care of me now.

How about that?

Call an ambulance. She's still alive.

Call an ambulance now.

I'm gonna go look for Sandy.

God, no.

Come on.

Sandy, no.

God.

Come on, Sandy.

Come on.

able to save one?

Yes.

But we owe it to Sandra to keep
searching.

Cornwell, do you have any children?

Two.

It only takes a moment.

Just a quick second for someone to take
them away from you forever.

It would be a nightmare.

Sandra Dennis was in a nightmare.

And would you have done what Sandra did
had you been in her shoes?

Yes, and I also understand it now.