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Beware of June and Jonah's.

I got a contact high
just walking by the door.

Skye, what's going on?

:
I'm going home for the weekend.

I'll see you Monday.

Hi, Skye.

Hey, Viv.

Hey, hey, hey.

What's all this?

A case Jack and I
worked back in '98.

Skye Peterson...

car found abandoned

at a highway rest stop
in Woodridge.

The backpack she had with her
the day she disappeared

got dropped off in a thrift
store bin two days ago.

When they found the I.D. inside,
they passed it on to us.

Now I'm hoping

that if we I.D. the person
that gave it away,

they'll tell us
where they found it,

and maybe we can
find Skye's body.

Never found the body?

No.

Well, it says here,

case closed.

Well, the guy she was

having an affair
with confessed.

He recanted later,
but we got a conviction anyway.

He's serving 25 years.

A conviction without a body,
that's no easy task.

This him?

Yeah, Thomas Beal,
her English professor.

So she was sleeping
with a teacher

and disappeared
on her way home from college.

MARTIN:
Hey, Viv.

You're gonna want to see this.

From the thrift store?

Mm-hmm.

That girl looks exactly
like Skye Peterson.

Mm-hmm. She sure does.

Maybe that's why
you never found a body.

All right, so, I
stabilized the image

and then used
a frame average

to boost detail.

I still can't tell.

How about
you, Viv?
No.

This the best you can do?

With this footage, yeah.

What about facial
recognition software?

Okay, I tried that.

Um... but here's the thing.

I need six points
of reference minimum,

and with the way she's
positioned, I'm getting two.

Thanks.
Yeah, you got it.

Forensics is printing
the backpack.

Should tell us if the woman
in the video is Skye.

I don't buy it.

Where's she been
for seven years?

She could have orchestrated
her own disappearance.

So she framed Beal for murder.

I mean he's been
sitting in prison

for a long time.

Her case proceeded at
a pretty fast clip.

Maybe there was
something we missed.

If she's hiding,
why did she

ditch a backpack
with her I.D. in it?

After seven years,
maybe there's

a part of her that
wants to be found.

Right.

Hello?

I don't know if you remember...

I remember.

This is, um... Agent Spade.

Hi.

Why are you here?

JACK:
Is that Skye's backpack?

Yes, this is hers.

Mrs. Peterson, have you

had any contact
with your daughter

in the last seven years?

Why would you even ask me that?

We, uh...

we think there's a possibility
that your daughter

dropped the backpack off
herself.

Oh, my God.

You think she's alive?

We don't know.

Excuse me.

Malone.

Jack. Yeah,
I'm in the thrift shop.

The guy that works here
says he remembers

a woman who
comes in pretty often.

I'm praying
it's our girl from the video.

Any possibility that it's Skye?

He's not sure.

I'm gonna leave him
Skye's picture

and the video still
and see what happens.

All right, I'll see you
back at the office.

Okay, bye.

MAN:
Skye, pick up, I'm serious.

Pick up the phone, damn it!

I need to talk you.

You can't just
end things like that.

I don't know who the hell
you think you are,

but I won't let you, Skye.

Am I understood?

How many times you
gonna play that?

Until you tell me
what you did to her

after you made that threat.

It wasn't a threat.

I just...

I went to the bar
and I got drunk.

And I called her, you know?

I just... It was stupid.

All right, so you left the bar

at 6:00 p.m.--
then where'd you go?

We've been over all of this!

So go over it again.

I didn't want to drive home
like that, and so I took a walk.

We canvassed the entire area.

Shopkeepers, the police,
nobody saw you. How come?

I don't know.

Maybe I should have
worn a sign on my head,

with "Remember
me" on it.

Nobody saw you, smart ass,

because you went
straight to Skye's dorm.

When you saw her leave, you
followed her to the rest stop.

That's ridiculous.

Look, I was upset.
Then how
did her blood

end up in your car?

We had sex in it.

She didn't... I...

I didn't know she was a virgin.

Oh, so you don't
make it a regular practice

to deflower one of your students
in the family car?

No.

I never had a relationship
with a student before.

That's good, you know,
because people send their kids

to college to get an education,
not to get raped

by their
professors.
I didn't rape Skye!

I have a little girl.

If I was Skye's father

and I found out
you were tapping my daughter...

I'd kill you.

Jack.

You're just lucky
that her father's dead.

We've been pounding him
for two hours.

I don't know that
this is working.

We need more
information
on this guy.

I want you to put every
available resource on it.

I'd have to take the manpower
from the university.

Okay, so do it.

Jack, why do you think
he hasn't asked for a lawyer?

You don't seriously believe
this story he's selling, do you?

I think that he can be
a world-class scumbag,

without having killed Skye.

Please, just do it for me.

MRS. PETERSON:
That man is in prison
for murdering her.

If she's still alive,

why would he say he did
such a terrible thing?

I'm sorry, we
just don't know yet.

Do you really think
this could be her?

Oh, my God.

A blast from the past, huh?

Any luck I.D.ing the
thrift store lady?

No, none of the other businesses
had video surveillance.

As for it being Skye,
I faxed her picture

to the police departments
around the thrift store.

You really think
it could be her?

If it is, an innocent man

has spent the last
seven years in prison.

You and Jack don't shoulder
the responsibility for that.

You have to remember,
a jury still convicted him.

Beal's entire
life was ruined.

His wife was six weeks pregnant
when he was arrested.

She didn't even know
he was having an affair

until we told her.

Vivian.
Yeah.

Can you come here, please?

Listen, I think
I have a problem.

Yeah.

I was going through
the old investigation

and found some references to the
Middlesex County Police file.

And?

Well, the tip that came in
after Beal's confession

never made it over here.

What?

And it puts Skye
at a bar near the rest stop

where her car was found

at 10:30 p.m.

Were the Middlesex police
able to verify this tip?
No, because

they thought
you guys had the guy.

The DA passed the information on
to Beal's lawyer,

but he didn't
follow it up either.

Well, if the tip is legit,
part of Skye's timeline

was never investigated.

Have we talked
to this witness yet?

I can go and talk
to him right now.

Okay.

Take Danny with you.

Freddie Stone?

Yo.

Special Agent Taylor.

This is Special
Agent Delgado.

We're with the FBI.

Oh. My boss said you called.

What's this all about?

Skye Peterson's
disappearance.

Well, you sure took your time.

The turnpike was jammed.

The reports say
that you spoke

to someone who saw Skye Peterson
the day she went missing.

That's all they wrote down?

And there's more?

Wayne did a lot more
than just see her.

Beal was transferred today
to County Jail

after confessing to the murder

of New Jersey native
Skye Peterson.

Beal, an associate professor
of English literature...

Well, I guess that
gets me off the hook.

Off the hook for what?
I was one
of the last

people to see
that girl alive.

No, you weren't.

Sure was, right here.

Least I, uh, sent her off
with a smile.

What's that supposed to mean?

Well, she came in
looking to make friends...

...and got to talking.

Let's just say we, uh...

hit it off.

What happened next?

Like I said, I'm glad
I'm off the hook.

What was Wayne's last name?

Gorn.

Listen,

did you believe this story?

Well, he'd been in prison
for raping a girl.

That's why I called the police.

You told a friend of yours
that you were

one of the last people
to see her alive.

You also boasted
that you had sex with her.

That a crime?

Rape is a crime.

One that I believe
you're very familiar with.

I didn't rape that girl.

I don't know the mind of the
typical college coed, Mr. Gorn,

so I'm going to consult
with my colleague.

Agent Spade,

if you were
Miss Peterson,

in college with
10,000 young men
at their sexual peak,

would you choose
to sleep with that?

There wasn't any sex.

That part of the story

was, uh,

what do you call it?
Creative license.

Why don't you tell us

what really happened?

She had a flat tire, something.

She came in the bar
looking for help.

You have a phone?

My friend's got a flat down
the road, doesn't have a spare.

WAYNE:
I'd be happy

to give you a ride, sugar.

Where you want to go?

In back, phone book's
got the tow company number

written on the cover.

Thanks.

Come on, now.
How about a little fun?

Just you and me?

Son of a bitch.

Sorry about that, Wayne.

I guess she called for
a tow and took off.

What time was it?

10:30.

You have a pretty good memory

for something that happened
seven years ago.

Bar's down the road from the
warehouse where I was working.

I was on third shift.

I had to clock in at 11:00.

Your place of employment
will verify that?

Hey, what are you giving me
the third degree for?

You already got the guy.

Right?

Find the woman that was working
at the bar that night.

All right, I'm also going to
pull their pay phone records.

Beal's time is accounted
for after 9:30 p.m.

If Gorn's
telling the truth...

Listen, Jack.

He's a convicted
felon, okay?

He could have made
the whole thing up.

There's a real possibility
that I screwed up.

DANNY:
Jack, I just got off

the phone with the thrift shop.

The lady that dropped off Skye's
backpack is there right now.

Great, get on it.

All right.

I tried to keep her here,

but as soon as I got off
the phone with you,

she took off.

You're letting me down, Shawn.

She was fast.

And besides,
she had a head start.

But I got

a good look at her.

She's definitely not the girl
you're looking for.

Do me a favor.

Can we back it up to the moment
when she walked in here?

She said the backpack
was her husband's.

She needed
to get it back for him.

I'm happy to pay for it.

You know, I think I know the
bag you're talking about.

Let me just check in the back
and see if I can find it.

You're saving my life.

No, wait!

Hold on! Hold on!
I think I found it!

She drove off in a blue Prias,
but I couldn't get the license.

Shawn, I know that
she touched this.

Do you remember if she
touched anything else?

I think she put her hands
on the counter.

Okay, so why don't you

take your hands
off the counter. Thanks.

Hey, it's Taylor.
Yeah, I'm at the thrift shop.

I need somebody to come here
and lift some prints.

It had to be somebody.
There's no other explanation.

JACK:
Except the obvious explanation.

How many times do I got to tell
you I did not do anything?

Let's go back
to the start, okay?

Tell me what happened
after she broke it off with you.

Agent Johnson just
had a conversation

with Professor Melinas.

He says that he saw you
leave the office at 9:30.

Is that correct?

Yeah, that's right.

I stopped by

at the end of my walk
before I went home.

We've been talking for
the last two and a half hours

and you never mentioned it.
Why is that?

I just forgot.

How long were you at the office?

I don't know.

You don't know?

No, I must have blacked out.

I just woke up there.

What's the last thing you
remember before you blacked out?

Leaving the bar.

And that was at about 6:00,
correct?

So that's three
and a half hours.

Now a lot of things can happen
in three and a half hours.

You teach English
literature, right?

What's that got to do
with anything?

I'm trying to remember
this term.

It's when you're reading
a story and you're not sure

if the person who's telling
you the story

is telling you the truth.

It's called
the unreliable narrator.

Sometimes the narrator is
even fooling himself, right?

I don't see
what you're getting at.

Thomas, see, I don't think
that you're lying to me

about what you did to Skye.

I think you're lying
to yourself.

Did you hurt her?
Did you kill her, Thomas?

Maybe.

Well, she never made it home,

so what other possible
explanation could there be?

I don't know.

Oh, my God. Mm-hmm.

Yeah, I must have killed her.

I just want you to write down
everything you told me

in your own words.

Where do I start?

When Skye ended
the relationship.

You went to a bar.

You got drunk.

You decided that you
needed to convince her.

You followed her
to the rest stop.

You got angry.

You didn't know what else to do.

And that's when, uh,
and that's when I killed her.

All right.

The cocktail waitress
verifies Gorn's story

and we found the tow company
that Skye called.

So hopefully they'll
have records

and we'll be able to find out
who she was with that night.

He kept trying to tell me
there was someone else.

What do you mean?

Maybe she was seeing
somebody else.

Another secret boyfriend

that nobody knows
anything about?

It had to be somebody.

There's no other explanation
for what's happened to her.

I thought he was just throwing
stuff in my path

to get me off the track.

Did he tell you
who it could have been?

I never gave him the chance.

Agent Malone.

I appreciate you
talking to me.

Your request came
as quite a surprise.

So why are we here?

Some new evidence
has come to light

that would suggest
that Mr. Beal

had nothing to do
with Miss Peterson's murder.

And what's this new evidence?

An eyewitness places
her at a bar at 10:30

the night
she disappeared.

You son of a bitch.

I've been rotting for seven
years in here because of you.

I've lost everything.

I've lost
my entire life.

I understand.
I'm trying to help.

You're trying to help?

Is that like you helped me
confess to a crime

that I didn't commit?

Mr. Beal, in our original
interview, you had said that

Skye had been acting strangely
when she ended the relationship.

You said that you thought
there might be someone else.

Like I haven't spent
the past seven years

trying to figure out
who that might be?

I know we've been
through this before.

But I need you to tell me
exactly what happened

the night she ended
the relationship.

That didn't work out
so well for me last time.

I know.

This time I'm listening.

Everything seemed fine.

And then suddenly
she wanted to end it.

It's just the right thing to do.

Well, I don't agree.

What about your wife?

Skye.

I'm in love with you.

Don't say that.

No, I am.

There's something
you're not telling me.

I just think that I should start
seeing people my own age.

Now that's the reason?

You trying to tell me
there's somebody else?

No.
Skye.

There isn't anyone.
But you need to go.

I am not going,

until you tell me
what is going on.

Dorie is gonna be back
from class any second.

No, no.

We need to talk
about this some more.

I'm going home.

Besides, I made up my mind.
It's over.

I actually thought that going
home would be good for her.

Straighten out
whatever's on her mind,

and then maybe
when she got back,

you know, anyway...

Did she ever talk
about any crushes she had?

Any flirtations?

We led completely
separate lives.

Okay.

Mr. Beal, I'm going
to do everything I can

to get you out of here.

DANNY:
What are you guys doing?

Interview transcripts.

Trying to figure out

who the other man
in Skye's life was.

This, this feels
like a waste of time.

I mean, the old investigation
went over everyone she knew.

What if we're going
about this completely
the wrong way, hmm?

What if the person
that got Skye

to break off the affair
wasn't connected to Skye?

What if that person
was connected to Thomas?

You know, that's,
that's a good point.

In Skye's old
phone records,
there was a call

from the Beal's house the
morning she went missing.

That's the first
thing that tipped

Jack and Viv off
to the affair.

Hold on. Let me see
if I can find it.

Yeah, right here.

You know, Thomas did deny
making that call.

Jack and Viv just figured
he was lying.

What if he
wasn't lying?

His wife.

She had an airtight alibi,
so she was never a suspect.

She could definitely
have made that call.

So this has something to do
with my ex

We'd just like to go
over a few details.

Mind if I ask what for?

We think he may
be innocent.

What?

He confessed to killing her.

Well, we've had
some new evidence.

Someone made a phone call
from your house

to Miss Peterson's dorm
the morning she disappeared.

All right.

I think it was you.

I don't see how any of this
could possibly be relevant.

During the investigation,
you said that

you had no idea that your
husband was having an affair.

But you found out
about it, didn't you?

That's why you made the call.

What did Skye say to you?

I didn't want to talk about it
over the phone,

so I asked her to meet me.

Hi.

You need to stop seeing
my husband.

Mrs. Beal, I...

Don't try to deny it.

At least give me
the respect.

Where did you get these?

How long has it been going on?

How long have the
two of you been...

Four months.

Well, you need to end it.

If you want it to end so bad,
tell Thomas.

I don't want him
to know I ever found out.

I just want it

to end.

I'm pregnant.

Oh, my God.

Thomas doesn't know yet.

I want our baby
to have a father.

Do you understand?

Yeah, I do.

Why didn't you tell us this
before?

I knew
it made Thomas look guilty.

I didn't think he did it.

I was trying to protect him.

But then he confessed.

And then I thought
if he couldn't live without...

without that girl...

then let him burn.

The photos that you confronted
Miss Peterson with,

where'd you get them?

Uh, someone sent them to me
the day before, to my office.

Who?

They were in a blank envelope.

There wasn't any name.

Did it ever occur to you

that whoever sent those photos
to you could be responsible

for Miss Peterson's
disappearance?

You're the ones
who got Thomas to confess.

Do you remember them?

Yeah.

Of course.

Would anybody else
have known about them?

Skye was super careful
about stuff like that.

Mr. Beal, whoever sent
those photos to your wife

could be responsible
for Skye's disappearance.

I need you to take your time

and really think.

Oh!

Oh, the light's
blinking.

Wait. Wait, wait, wait.

Oh, my God.

Hey, Skye.

Paul, what's up?

I was just checking out
a chop-socky festival

at Theater 80.

Oh, um, this is Professor Beal.

We just ran
into each other
a couple seconds ago.

Wow. Weird.

Are you headed back
to school?

Yeah.

Well, I'll come
with you.

It was nice bumping into you.

I'll see you
in class.

Yep.
Nice to meet you, Paul.

Likewise.

This Paul guy,
remember his last name?

No, not really.

But I'm pretty sure

that they lived
in the same dorm.

Thanks, Mr. Beal.
You've been a great help.

Skye's residence hall
had 600 students.

So far I've got seven Pauls.

So give me
the ones you got.

I'll start running them down.

You might not have to.

That was the tow company.

I got the make and model
of the car she was in;

a red Honda CRX.

MARTIN:
The only Paul in Basinger Hall
with a red Honda CRX,

Paul Cartwright.

His current address
is in Milburn.

That's the same town
as the thrift store.

Okay.

Mr. Cartwright.

I'm Agent Malone.
This is Agent Johnson.

This is about Skye Peterson?

Yes.

We're reinvestigating
her disappearance.

Oh, wow.

You went to school
with her, right?

We were friends.

There's a guy in prison
for killing her, right?

There is.

Where were you the
night she disappeared?

That was seven years ago.

I don't remember.

But if you were with her,
you'd remember.

Yes.

So were you with her?

No. Why would you think that?

Your car.

It broke down
off Route 531.

Skye called

for a tow truck,
someone was with her.

You know dorm life.

I left my keys out
all the time.

Whoever was with Skye
must have taken them.

Well, if it wasn't you,
how'd you get hold

of Skye's backpack?

Your wife dropped it off

at a thrift store
three days ago.

I was, uh, pretty messed up
with what happened to her.

I went into her room
and I took it

to have something
to remember her by.

Paul,

it wasn't in her room.

It was with her
when she disappeared.

No, it wasn't.

Why'd you marry somebody
that looks just like her?

Leave my wife out of it.

My hair was short
when Paul and I met.

It was his idea
to let it grow.

Listen, we know this is hard.

So then the backpack was hers?

She had it

the night she disappeared.

Why would he keep something
like that?

We're not sure.

He was furious
when I gave it away.

Ever since, he's been moody

and upset.

It's like he's a whole
other person.

You must have been pretty mad

when you found out that Skye
had been dating her professor.

That was a secret.

I didn't know about that
until I heard it on the news.

You didn't know
when you saw them

coming out of the
subway together?

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

You sent those photos to Mrs.
Beal to break up the affair.

We talked to her,
Paul, she told us.

He was using her.

She was just going
to get her heart broken.

That's why I sent them.

What did you think?

If Mr. Beal was out of the way,

that you would stand
a chance with her?

It wasn't about that.

Because as far
as I can tell,

she wasn't even remotely
interested in you.

You weren't even a blip
on the radar.

What would make you say that?

37 interviews done with people
that loved and cared about Skye.

We asked them about
every person in her life.

And you know how many times
your name came up?

Zero.

What did you do to her, Paul?

Let Skye's mother
put her daughter

to rest.

I'm sorry, but I can't help her.

Your wife...

is watching
this entire interview.

We told her
what you did to Skye.

I didn't do anything.

You still can't admit it,
can you?

You ran like a coward,

and you let this guy
rot in jail

for seven years
for something you did.

Why don't you look at him?

Go on, look at him.

You flushed this guy's life down
the toilet, and what do you do?

You marry the
first Xerox copy

of Skye that you meet.

Stop it.

Beal wasn't the reason

that Skye wasn't
in love with you.

I know that.

Then why don't you
do the right thing

and admit that you did it?

Just tell us what happened,
Paul.

I saw how upset she was
when she left the dorm.

Hi, Skye.

So I followed her.

When she pulled over
at the rest stop,

I decided I would try
and talk to her.

Skye!

Hey.

Where you headed?

Home.

How about you?

Aunt's house.

She's got some old furniture
I'm picking up.

Hey, are you all right?

Yeah.

I just kind of broke up
with my boyfriend.

Oh, wow.

I didn't even know you had one.

He was sort of my professor.

It was this big secret.

That guy who you were with

that day I ran into you
by the subway.

Yeah, right.

You're the first person
at school I've told.

It feels pretty good.

Anyway, God, you're
practically a stranger,

and here I am unloading
my entire life.

It's cool.

Unless you have to go.

Going home may be
the worst idea I've ever had.

So don't go.

We could hang out,

talk.

I know a place nearby
that's pretty cool.

Sure.

That sounds great.

I drove.

We thought about
turning around

when we got the flat,
but by then,

we were
practically there.

Everything was going great.

It's beautiful.

I'm glad we came.

Are you feeling
a little better?

Yeah, thanks.

Wait.

I thought...

You said you were glad
to be here with me.

That doesn't mean that I want
to make out with you.

Right.

Maybe you should take me
back to my car.

Are you still
in love with him?

What?

No.

It's none of your business.

Because even if
he had chosen you

over his wife,
five years from now

you'd be just like her--

finding out that your husband
is a liar and a cheat.

How did you know she found out?

You're the one that sent her
those pictures.

I had to make sure
that it ended.

I didn't want you
to get hurt.

They were in my room!

You followed me tonight.

I knew you were upset.

I-I got to go.

Skye, please.
Leave me alone.

I can explain.

Let me help you.

Don't touch me.

Skye.
Let go!

Don't touch me!

Help me, please!

Help me!

Please.

Skye?

Skye!

I tried climbing down the hill,
but it was too steep.

Why'd you bother?

You let her go.

No.

My hand slipped.

You're still lying to yourself.

Write it down.

Write down what happened.

( indistinct
radio transmission )

I'm so sorry.

Paul Cartwright confessed
to the murder.

They recovered Skye's remains
about an hour ago.

So what's that mean for me?

I'm having a meeting
with the District Attorney

to get your conviction
overturned.

And how long is that going
to take?

Hopefully, a couple weeks.

In the meantime,
I'm going to get you moved.

Um, my son...

his birthday's in nine days.

Okay.

I'll see what I can do.

You know,
I had a lot of time

to think about why
this happened to me.

For a long time, I hated you.

Sometimes, I thought
I brought it on myself.

For what I did to my wife
and my family,

and, uh...

what happened to Skye.

But I didn't deserve this.

No, you didn't.

Talk to Beal?

Yeah.

Think he'll sue?

Probably.

The government will settle.

At least
he'll get something.

If we had kept agents
doing interviews

when you wanted to back then...

none of this
would have happened.

But we didn't.

I did what I thought was best.

Under the circumstances,
if I had to do it again...

I'd do the same thing.

And most of the time,
you'd be right.