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Go directly to JFK Airport.
Do not linger.

Do not go home.

Locker 111 will have
everything you need.

Where are you taking me?

Amy, you have a new
Social Security card,

driver’s license, and passport.

Be smart.

Don’t link yourself
to your past.

You want the window?

We’re seated together?

Appears that way.

I’m the architect they
want to design the plan.

[screams]

Musta been one hell
of a nightmare.

You can’t just take my bag
and demand that I come with you.

Get in the car, Amy.

How well do you know
your new employer?

Your boss didn’t make sure
you got here safely tonight.

I did.

I just started a few days ago.

I’m Megan, by the way.

You can call me Meg.

I don’t like the setup of a boss

you’ve never met
arranging your lease.

Would you have a number
for Mr. Williams?

No.

Raw and honest.
That’s what we are.

Or we’re nothing at all.

I’m Jared Ryan.

Amy. Benson.

New to the neighborhood?

Nightmares and
cluster headaches.

Sometime soon you’re
gonna have to tell me.

And I promise I will
make them go away.

You went to UT?

Where are you from?
Are you single?

Basically,
I’m a professional hacker.

And yes, I’m single.

Let’s go, Amy.

- Amy.
- Don’t.

Don’t tell me what the odds
of me being pregnant are.

There is a chance.
There is a big chance.

Everyone in my life dies.
They die.

You can’t protect me.
No one can.

You believe in luck.

We ended up seated next
to each other on a plane.

I’d say that’s pretty lucky.

I think maybe my
luck is changing.

Were you an investor
in this spectacular building

Liam designed?

So glad you’re along
for dinner, Amy.

I couldn’t agree more.

Did you get the data
off her computer?

Mm-hmm. All of it.
Including the camera.

So the camera feed is live.

Are you sure you have
her under control?

I can handle Amy.

You just get me what I need.

♪

Hello?

Senorita.

I was looking for Roberto?

I am Roberto.

My man said you were
gonna be a brunette.

Wig.
I brought it with me.

For a quick change of identity.
Smart, mami.

$2500.

What?

No.
I was quoted five hundred.

You need to disappear badly
enough to want two hair colors.

That means you need the best
identification I can make you.

That runs $2500.

What do I get for five hundred?

Nothing.
Use your flea-market id.

Wait.
I have seven hundred.

Twenty-five.

$1500.
That is all that I have.

Perhaps we can barter.

You give me something I want,
I give you something you want.

- No, I...
- Yes.

No!

You’re gonna love it, I promise.

Oh, God.
Not now.

Were you inviting
someone to hurt you?

No.

"Oh God" is right.

[chattering]

[stair creaks]

[gasps]

Were you inviting someone
to hurt you?

I should hurt you, you
scared the crap out of me.

When did you and Dad get back?

When you see something unusual
like the porch light being out,

don’t just charge forward
and hope for the best.

All right?

Being caught up in your
fairy-tale world

of Saturday night dates
and teenage gossip

isn’t going to keep you safe.

Teenage gossip? Did you
really just say that to me?

I want to be at the digs
with you and Dad.

I want to be exploring
the world.

It’s your influence on Dad
that keeps me

from traveling with you,
so don’t even go there, Chad.

Because I’m trying
to make sure you have

the normal life I never had.

What’s wrong?

Chad?

Nothing’s wrong.

Let’s go in.

No. Not until you tell me
what’s going on.

I’m living the only life
you let me have.

What aren’t you telling me?

[knocking]

[knocking continues]

I’d like to withdraw
everything in this account

and close it, please.

I’ll take your boarding passes,
thank you.

Hi.

- Thanks.
- Enjoy your flight.

This is the final boarding call

for flight B1460 to
Seattle, Washington at gate 20.

Hi. Do you need help?

I’m meeting my mother,
and I’m worried.

Do I have time to look for her?

You have about three minutes.

Is she a confirmed passenger?

Okay. What’s her name?
I’ll call her on the intercom.

Kylie Richardson, and thank you.

Sure. Just give me a moment
as we continue boarding.

What’s your name?

Lara.

- Richardson?
- Yes.

Okay, Ms. Richardson.

Go find your seat
and I’ll find your mom.

Kylie Richardson, please
report to Gate 20.

Taxi.
I’ll keep this with me.

Amy.

Don’t!
I’ll scream bloody murder.

Run to me, Amy.
Not from me.

I don’t even know who you are.

You know who I am.

Who are you?

- Ma’am.
- Just a minute.

I heard you talking
to Derek last night.

You don’t know what you heard.

Don’t do this.
You need my protection.

That’s what I was talking
to Derek about.

Protecting you.

Lies don’t protect me.

I didn’t lie to you.

I can’t do this with you.

I will find you.

You can try.

Go, now!

Don’t do this, Amy!

♪

You need help, sweetheart?

No, I’m good.

You need a ride?

She’s with me.

You ready to head out?

Yes.

I’m Shell, honey.

I’d ask you
what you’re running from,

but I’ll spare you the lie.

Where you headed?

Away from here.

That’s all that
counts right now.

♪

[no audible dialogue]

[bell dings]

Where the hell is Amy?

Ready for my shift.

You’re late.

Sorry.

If you two are ready to work,

go give the customers
some holiday cheer.

We have turkey and dressing on
the menu until Thanksgiving.

It’s Halloween.

Close enough to the
holiday for turkey.

I got it at a bargain,
so go push it to the customers.

You’ll get used to him,
I promise.

You okay?

I took a vitamin
on an empty stomach.

I should know better.

What is it with
this time of year?

I’ve been hit on all night,
and that was just the women.

Right there with you
on that one.

At least the tips are good.

And I can use every dime.

Can’t we all.

And honey, I have a feeling
yours are about to get better.

As I was headed over here,
some guy who looked

real expensive and
good enough to eat

asked to be seated
in your section.

Excuse me, can I get ketchup?

How did you find me?

The same way somebody else will
if you keep living like this.

The CB circuit is broad,
and truckers like money.

You ran when you overheard
me talking to Derek.

What I don’t know is what you
assumed our conversation meant.

The only thing I’m guilty of
is trying to protect you.

I can’t trust you, Liam.

I don’t trust you.

You think I’m involved
with whatever

you’re running from, don’t you?

I don’t know what I think.

Would I be here with you,
in a public place,

if I meant to hurt you?

I could have waited for you
to be alone and cornered you.

You weren’t afraid to
be seen with me in Denver.

Exactly.

Because I have nothing to hide.

And you have nothing to fear.

Not from me.

Let me go.

What do I have to do
to convince you

I’m the one you should
run to, not away from?

Tell me and I’ll do it.

Nothing is going to convince me

you’re my hero
whisking me away to safety.

You put a camera in my computer.

I didn’t put a camera
in your computer.

I found the one
your "boss" installed.

Why would you even look
for a camera

if you didn’t know
there was one there?

Because nothing added up
about your new boss.

You promised I could tell you
what was wrong when I was ready.

So, either you lied about that,
or you’re lying about this.

You couldn’t tell me what
you didn’t know was a problem.

I won’t apologize for
protecting you, Amy.

Not then and not now.

Let’s get out of here before
someone else finds you.

And if I say no?

Will you walk away?

Raw and honest, baby.
No matter what.

So no, not now.

Not when I fear for your safety.

So, you’re telling me you
came here to kidnap me.

Call it what you want,

but I’m not leaving
here without you.

Amy?

Everything all right?

Sorry, Katy, I was catching up
with...

An old friend.

We have customers, and some of
yours are getting pretty angry.

You need to get back to work.

Actually...

Amy’s resigning,
effective immediately.

That should cover the checks
for her tables tonight,

and leave you a generous tip
for you picking up

on such short notice.

Oh...

Well...

Sorry to see you go, Amy, but...

I get it.

Let’s get out of here.

I’m going to get my bag.

Fuck.

Hey, get back on the floor.

What are you doing in here?

Running isn’t working
anymore, Amy.

You need to realize that.

Let go.

Never again, baby.

That’s right, never again.

You threw money at the truckers.

You threw money on the table.

You throw money at everything.

Well, I’m not for sale,

so if you’re chasing after me

I must mean more money
to you in some way.

What do I have that you want?
I’ll give it to you.

Just let this end.

I don’t need money,

and you don’t have any
for me to want anyway.

- No, but...
- But what?

My father was a
famous archeologist

who dealt with
priceless artifacts.

That means money.

Your adopted father, Alex,
had money, too.

He could have a connection
to my father.

What the hell connection
could he have to your father?

The pyramids.

Alex was never interested
in them.

So if this is about
the pyramids, it’s about me.

And my interest is
in improving my craft

and understanding
what no one else does.

It’s my way of making me better.

Just me, Amy.

Not Alex.

And neither Alex
nor I need money.

Money wants more money,
just like lies breed lies.

I can’t afford to trust you.

Right now I don’t care
if you trust me.

Because I’m not the only bidder
on your location,

I was just the highest.

And when you were in the
kitchen, I got a phone call.

Someone else gave you up.

We need to get out of here, now.

Liam...

I’ve got you.

Get the door.

[thunder]

You shouldn’t be here.

I had to see you before I left.

I’ll see you in two weeks
at UT Austin anyway.

Unless you seniors are
above us freshmen.

Did I seem like I was above
freshmen last night?

It’s one in the morning.

If my mom catches us,
she’ll be furious.

Oh, she’s sleeping.

You said so when I called.

I also told you not to come.

[car approaching, door opens]

Hey, what are you doing?

I want to see who’s here.

Lara, be real.

It’s the middle of the night,

and your dad and brother
are out of town.

It’s a booty call.

My mother is not
cheating on my father.

If you say so.

Go back to Austin, Luke.

You told me it
wouldn’t be like this.

You said...

Don’t touch me!

Get in.

- Don’t.
- Let go!

She needs my help.

She doesn’t need help.

She’s getting naked
with that man.

She slapped him!

You didn’t hear his reply?

He said he’d fuck her
until she apologizes,

- just like last time.
- No.

No. That can’t be.

Lara, you’re not watching this.

Luke...

No!

Where am I?

Easy, baby.

You blacked out for
twenty damn minutes

and scared the hell out of me.

Is that normal?

Do you always
black out that long?

If only I would’ve done
something that night.

If only I would’ve
told someone, or...

What night?
Told who what?

You shouldn’t have
looked for me.

I should have found you sooner.

There are so many whys with you,

and you have yet to give me
answers that make sense.

Nothing about us has made sense
from the moment we met.

[phone vibrates]

And yet it makes perfect sense.

Liam, we’re almost there.

Who is he, Liam?
Where are we going?

His name is Tellar Phelps.

He handles security
for me when I need him.

Translation: you hired him
to find me.

And to protect you.

Strangers don’t make me
feel protected.

Where are we going?

Nowhere if we don’t move now.

The weather’s getting dicey.

We have air clearance, but that
can change at any time.

Where are we going, Liam?

We’re going to get
the hell out of here,

before whoever else paid
to find you in that diner

catches up to us.

Who?

Who else is trying to find me?

Don’t think I haven’t
been trying to find out.

Let’s get out of here
while we still safely can.

You okay?

I’ll get you a blanket.

I need to know where
we’re going, Liam.

I need to know where
you’re taking me.

You were right the first time.

Where we’re going.

By your choice.

I want it to be yours.

Until I don’t choose
what you want me to do.

If you mean that I won’t let
you hitchhike across the country

and end up dead, you’re right.

Mr. Stone?

The weather reports show
another system moving through.

If we leave now, we have
a path to bypass it.

We’ll sit down and buckle up.

- We need to...
- Where, Liam?

Where are you taking me?

Where I can protect you.

Which is where?

My home.

New York?

Yes. New York.

No. I can’t go back there.
I left there for a reason.

No one will ever
know you’re there.

Mr. Stone, I must
insist you sit.

Let go.

Don’t make me tie you up,

because if that’s what it takes
to keep you here, I will.

Who are you in all of this?

Just a man who cares.

Why?

I care.
It’s that simple.

Nothing in my life
is that simple.

I am.

You are anything but simple.

Well then, let me make at least
one thing simple.

Anyone who wants to hurt you
has to go through me first.

I need... more.

I wanted to wait until we
were alone and you felt safe,

but I can see that to
ever get to that point,

you need to know what I know.

So, here are the facts.

I knew you were running scared,
and I didn’t trust your boss.

You were clear on that.

And I was clear when I said
not to look into my background.

Your boss doesn’t exist
beyond paper, Amy.

I told you not to dig.

So you knew he wasn’t real.

But you didn’t know
about the camera.

You couldn’t have,

or you wouldn’t have accused
me of installing it.

Interestingly, your fake boss
was the person

who set up the
Amy Bensen identity.

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

Yes, you do.

Amy Bensen has no school photos,

no connections of any sort.

She doesn’t even have
fingerprints on file.

But did you know that
Jasmine Heights, Texas

has an abduction protection
program that fingerprints kids?

You were fingerprinted
in kindergarten.

What?

Yes. You were... or rather,
Lara Brooks

was fingerprinted
in kindergarten.

But she supposedly died in
a house fire six years ago.

That’s what it says
on your death certificate.

[Chad]
Amy!

Mom?

[Chad]
You have to jump!

[woman screaming]

Damn it, I knew
I should have waited.

It’s going to be okay.

You’re not alone anymore.

Were you involved?

Tell me if you were involved.

Good or bad or right or wrong,
I have to know.

No.

God no, Amy.

Then tell me...

Who is making my life hell?

I’m going to find out.

So, even with all
your money and your power,

you still have no answers.

I will.

No. No.

If you are what you seem to be...

What do I seem to be?

Good.

Then you have to
stay out of this.

You don’t know what
you’re involved in.

Do you have any idea
what you’re running from?

Death, Liam.

I’m running from death.

You think they don’t know
what you’re doing?

You think they won’t be
watching you to find me?

You ran... to protect me?

I was too weak to protect you.

I kept telling myself
to leave...

But you were...

We were...

I just, I couldn’t.

You are not weak.

You’ve been through
hell and survived,

and you’re going
to keep on surviving.

We are not going to die.

- You don’t...
- I do know what.

We will get through this.

♪