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[grunting]

[beeping]

[Tye]
This is Tye Watson.
Leave a message.

-[beeps]
-Hey, Tye.

Dinner's waiting.
Love you.

[Little girl]
Mommy.

Mommy?

Hey. Hey there, sweetie.

Oh, did you
have a nightmare?

-Mmm.
-Okay.

Well, let's get you
tucked in.

Get you safe and sound
and tucked in.

-All right?
-Mm-hmm.

Mommy's here.

Mmm.

[sighs]

[Ella]
Mom!

Where's Daddy?

He'll be home soon.

I got you
some apples.

He's not hiding
under your bed, is he?

-No!
-No?

No?

What are you coloring?

Daddy and flowers and me.

Aw, such a good picture.

[door opens]

[cat meows]

Oh, 'morning, Rachel,
Ella.

Lovely day, isn't it?

Mm-hmm.

Are you two thinking
of selling your house?

Oh, I'm sorry,
but I saw a realtor's car
the other day.

We're happy here.
We have no plans to move.

I didn't see Tye leave
on his bike this morning.

How's he doing?

I was so sorry to hear
about his mom.

Thank you for your concern,
as always, DeeDee.

He's out of town
visiting family.

Have a good day.

-Bye, DeeDee.
-Bye.

[DeeDee chuckles]

[cat meows]

[Rachel laughing]

What the...

Go grab your coat, sweetie.

Mommy's got to run
some errands.

Damn it.

Ahem.

[car beeps]

He's our most popular
teacher.

And a good guy too.
Nice to see you.

-It's so good to see you.
-How you feeling?

Tye hasn't updated me
lately.

And it's my fault
for not asking.

-I'm doing great.
-I'm glad to hear that.

-Let's walk.
-[bell rings]

-Okay.
-We're having a spring social
at my place.

-I hope you can make it.
-I'll be there.

I just was wondering
if I could have a quick word
with Tye.

I tried to call him,
but...

He's not in today.
Didn't he tell you?

Uh, no, he got up
before me.

So I didn't get a chance
to talk to him.

He didn't show up
for the staff meeting.

I assumed he was sick,
so I brought in one
of his subs,

you know, from his list.
One of the subs he likes.

-You know Tye--
Mr. Organized.
-Yeah.

Is-- is everything okay?

I mean,
I don't mean to pry.

No, that's fine.
Everything is great.

I just had
a quick question for him.

Well, you have him call me.

-I hope he's feeling okay.
-Okay, I will.

-Thanks. Bye.
-Bye.

[Rachel]
No, I haven't heard a word.

I've been driving around
looking.

That'd be great.
I'll meet you there.

Rachel, come on,
you gotta call the police.

Something's not right here.

Well, at first I thought
he just needed some space,

with his mom dying
and school pressure,

but he's basically
been gone

for two days
without a word.

Mmm. His mom died
two months ago.

I mean, this is weird.

I'm sure he's okay.

It's like me
when I lost it.

Stop that.
You did not lose it.

Mmm.

You needed some time
to focus on you.

Yeah, but I-- I shut down,
kept to myself.

You know, he might be
doing the same thing.

I don't think so.

Rachel, this is really
out of character for Tye.

You know that.

You need to call
the police.

Why wouldn't you?

I just--
everything is probably fine.

Yeah, you're sure
acting that way.

Come on. Come on.

Call the police.

[knocking]

Want one more bite?

Can I go play now?

Of course, sweetheart.

[sighs]
Ah, thank you so much.

I needed this.

So, uh, when was
the last time you spoke
to your husband?

Yesterday.

It was two mornings ago,

uh, before he went
to school.

And he drives
to Cedar Ridge High?

Uh, no, he--
he rides his bike to school.

Um, we only have
the one car.

Okay.
Did he say anything to you

before he left
for work that day?

No, nothing out of
the normal everyday stuff.

Mmm. Well, did he say
anything about his work,

um, who he was meeting,

what his plans were
for the week?

No.

Did you guys have a fight
that day?

No, we don't fight.

I mean, everybody fights.

We don't.

So you have
the perfect marriage?

Oh, come on, stop.
Don't say it like that.

We have a marriage,

so that means
we have to work at it.

And it's a good marriage.

I love my husband.

Look, I don't
want you to be offended
by these questions.

Okay? It's just information
that I need to know.

Has anything like this
ever happened before?

Does he disappear,

then come back
a few days later?
Anything like that?

Mmm. Just when he passes out
at Steve's.

Sorry.

He's always connected
to his phone.

So if he does stay
at a friend's,

like his buddy Steve,

he'll call before
so I don't worry.

He's-- he's always been
really good at that.

All right.
Well, I'm going to need
a photograph of him,

-something preferably recent,
if possible.
-Mmm.

Also I need
to get the information
on his buddy Steve.

-You just write that down
for me--
-Sure.

--and I'll follow up
on that later.

What happened
to your finger?

Oh, nothing.
Just some broken glass.

Mmm. Yeah.

Mind if I look around?

Yeah, sure, I guess.

Aw. I gotta tell you,

your daughter
is absolutely adorable.

-You just have the one kid?
-Uh, yeah.

-Do you have kids?
-Oh, no, no, no. Oh!

[footsteps approach]

Here's that picture
of Tye you wanted.

Is that the picture
from my nightstand?

Yeah.

No, no, this is great.
This is exactly what I need.

Thank you.

-Hmm.
-Hmm.

Hmm.

Well.

It's pretty damn tidy
for a man cave.

He likes to keep it
that way.

He's an organized guy.

His whole life is.

This is the bike that
he usually rides to work?

Yeah.

Well, didn't make it far
on it this time, did he?

Unfortunately,
it hasn't been long enough

for me to officially
open up a case,

not without
any clear evidence
of wrongdoing.

But I will
look into this more.

Miss Wilson,
is there any reason

your husband wouldn't want
to come home?

No.
No reason at all.

I didn't want
to ask this inside
in front of your friend,

but is there a possibility
that he was seeing someone?

-Or--
-Having an affair? No.

Okay. Thank you.

I'll be in touch.
And don't worry.

He'll turn up
or we'll find him.

[sighs]

[bass beat thudding]

What you got?

Oh, [sighs] possible
missing husband.

48 hours and counting,
no calls, nothing.

He's probably out
banging his side piece.

-Yeah, maybe.
-Maybe it's an open marriage.

You are no help.

What?

I tell you what.

Why don't you do
a report run

on Mr. Tye Wilson, 40,

teacher at Cedar Ridge High,

-and also look
into his buddy Steve?
-Okay.

I'm gonna talk
to the neighbor.

All right.
I'm on it.

And learn to park your car.

It's in the lines, man!

[bass beat thudding]

[Ferguson] Can you tell me
a little bit about Mr. Wilson?

-He's such a lovely man.
-[Ella] Mommy!

Always takes time
to say hello.

First drop of snow,
he shovels my walk,

not that we get
a lot of snow.

But, you know,
I've taken over dinner
to them a few times.

And they don't seem social.

At least, she doesn't.

But I just like
to check in

-and see how they're doing.
-Of course.

Have you seen anything
out of the ordinary

around their house
the last few days?

Oh, uh,
other than a Realtor car,

-nothing out of the ordinary.
-Mmm.

But they seem--
well, no, he does--

he seems very grounded.

And their daughter
is adorable.

She goes to a friend of mine
for daycare.

And she's just doing so well.
She's such a bright
little girl.

And she's good
with the other kids too.

I take it you don't
have the same affections
for Mrs. Wilson?

Well, she's just
a different person.

She's just
not as friendly.

I heard she wasn't well
for a bit.

Oh, and she was in the hospital
for a very long time

due to a miscarriage.

-A little baby boy.
-Hmm.

Bless their hearts.

Do you know why
she was hospitalized so long

-just because
of a miscarriage?
-Not a clue.

But I don't like
to pry, you know.

I'm not
the nosy-neighbor type.

-Of course not.
-Mm-hmm.

Well, I really appreciate
your time.

And if you happen to think
of anything else,

please give me a call.

Oh, I will.

-Have a lovely day.
-Thank you.

"Senior Detective." Wow.

[bell ringing]

This has been his classroom
for the last five years.

Mmm.

And has he had any, uh,

visitors
or parents contacting you
about him recently?

Oh, none of the above.

He's a much-loved teacher--
students and staff.

We call parent-teacher night
"Mr. Wilson night."

It's a love-in
for how great he is.

Noon study sessions,
basketball practice
after school.

Must be nice having someone
like that on staff.

How worried
should I be, officer?

Eh, not worried at all.

Appreciate your time.

You hear anything,
or remember anything

that you didn't before,
give me a call.

Tell Mrs. Wilson it was nice
to see her the other day.

If there's anything
that I can do.

-She stopped by here?
-Yes.

Hadn't seen her
in a very long time.

It was a nice social visit.

How'd she seem to you?

Fine.

She seemed just fine.

Thanks again.

Billy Turner.

I'm Detective Ferguson.

Cedar Ridge P.D.

Just wanted to catch up
with you about your coach,

-Mr. Wilson.
-Yeah, he's a great coach.

He led us
to two championships.

So you like him?
He's a good guy?

-[Brittany] For sure.
-[both giggling]

But he hasn't been in
the last few days.

Yeah.
Is everything okay?

No need to worry.

We saw his wife
was here the other day.

She ignored us.

Is that unusual behavior?

She's been sick a lot.

How'd you hear that?

Tye said she went mental.

You mean Mr. Wilson?

Uh, right, yeah.
Mr. Wilson.

He likes us
to call him Tye.

Really?

Come on, Kinna.
We'd better get to class.

Bye.

Have a good day.

-Thanks.
-Yeah.

Have a good practice.

"Tye."

Okay, got you ladies
some milk,

some yogurt,
some Goldfish crackers,

'cause they are
Miss Ella's favorite.

[Rachel]
Yeah.

And, uh, some chocolate,

'cause when I'm stressed,
I need chocolate.

Lots and lots of chocolate.

-Here, you want some?
-Yes, thank you.

So you seem to be
holding up okay.

I don't really
have an option, do I?

Falling down sobbing
isn't going to help Ella.

Just, I've already done that.
Not this time.

Just keeping busy
with the list that Tye
left for me.

Yeah. I'm sure
he'll come back tonight.

Yeah,
you're probably right.

All right.
Are you sure you don't need me
for anything else?

-Mm-hmm.
-All right.

-Thank you.
-You keep those.

Yeah.

I'll take these.
Bye.

-See you tomorrow.
-"Bye, Auntie."

[growling sound]

Bye, Jessie.

[giggling]

Oh, hey, boys.

[Ferguson]
Ma'am, mind if we come in?

-Uh, sure.
-Thank you.

Uh, hey, sweetie,
will you go play in your room
for a little while?

Okay, thank you
so much.

Ahem, uh,
Detective Ferguson,

I was not expecting you
tonight.

Sorry for stopping by
unannounced.

Um, this is my partner,
Detective Roper.

We need to let you know
that this has now

officially become
a missing persons case.

You understand
what that means?

Unfortunately yes.

We'll be
distributing his photo
to the other departments,

bus station, airports,
the usual exit points.

We'll also be running
a check on his credit card,

bank statements,
his cell phone records.

That kind of stuff.
It'll help us a lot.

Anything you'd like
to tell us now

before the media
get a hold of this?

Media?

Yes, there will likely be
some attention from the press.

Your husband's
very well-known in this town.

He's well-liked,
respected.

People without enemies
don't just disappear.

But we would prefer
you don't make any statements.

You can leave that to us.

Um, am I supposed
to be getting a lawyer?

Um...

that I can't advise you on.

We will be having an officer
in the neighborhood out here.

And if you happen to hear
from your husband,

please call us right away.

We're going to have
another look around outside.

Again, apologies
for interrupting.

[sighs]

Aren't wives
usually upset when
their husbands go missing?

Phoo! Not my wife.

She loved it
when I was gone.

I don't blame her.

That's why I moved here.

You gotta meet a new girl.

Man, this place is tidy
for a man cave.

It's nice.

Flat screen,
DVD collection.

Nice lookin' wife.

-Eh.
-Damn, nice wheels.

Guy's a serious rider, huh?

Hey, Roper, want to get
your ass off the evidence?

Oh, yeah.

I got something here.

Yep.

"Rachel Wilson."

Well-- Wellbutrin?

It's an anti-depressant.

Odd place to keep
your prescriptions.

Even empty ones.

Yeah,
something doesn't add up.

God, I just don't know
how you're handling this
so well.

-Mmm.
-I'd be a wreck.

-[object drops]
-I am a wreck.

I have to stay calm
for Ella.

She has no idea
what's happening.

All right, so talk to me.
What was going on
with you and Tye?

Like,
the last time you saw him?
How was everything?

Fine.

Fine?

Wow. You are
a terrible poker player.

We have been friends
for years

and that is not the
"everything is just fine" face.

It was. I mean,
you know what he's like.

So focused on school stuff,
always going to meetings,

ballgames, field trips.

So there was no chance
for us to,

you know--
we didn't connect.

Do you think
he was seeing somebody?

No.

A lot of guys cheat.

Mine certainly did.

All three of yours did.

Yeah, well,
I'm sure Tye didn't.

After I was stuck
in the hospital for so long,

there was a real distance
between us.

And he told me
all the time

how horrible it was for him,

that he lost the son
he always wanted.

Well, you know
you can't blame yourself.

Then who else?

I think if there was a change
in our relationship,
it happened then.

He ends up being a parent
on his own.

Whoa.

Back up, no.
Do not say that.

And, you know,
maybe it was good for him

to look after you and Ella.

Think of that?

You're probably
just really pissed
because he pulled away.

I was never angry at him.

Just disappointed.

I gotta go.

Thanks for the--
the drink.

Yeah.

Afternoon, Miss Harvey.

I'm Detective Roper.

Right, hi.

Just want to ask you
a few questions,
if that's okay.

Sure.

How long have you known
Mrs. Wilson?

Um, like five years.

We became
instant best friends.

How is she holding up?

She is doing okay.

Really?

Yeah.

Um, I mean,
she's worried.

And, um,
a little mad at Tye

for disappearing on her,
but she's keeping it together.

She's mad at Tye?

Um, you know,
it's hard on any marriage

when one spouse is sick
for so long and unavailable.

You know, I don't feel
very comfortable talking
about my friend.

If you have any questions,
you should really ask Rachel.

Of course.
Just checking in.

But, look, if you can think
of anything, or need anything,

here's my card.
Let me know.

Yeah.

-[phone ringing]
-Roper.

Yeah, I'm on my way.

[buzzard squawking]

That's him.
He's a teacher
at your high school?

-Yeah.
-All right.

The two of you happy
with him as a teacher?

Oh, you know what?
Why don't we start
in the living room instead?

Just document everything,
make note of anything
out of the ordinary.

The usual.
I'll be in there shortly.

You've searched
my house twice.

I wasn't certain that this
was a missing persons case.

But I definitely am now
and this is necessary.

-I'm going now.
-You're more than welcome

-to stay and watch
if you'd like.
-Why would I?

I have to grab a few things
before I go.

Ella, you ready?

Uh, it would be best
if you left everything

exactly the way
that it is, please.

Oh, and I'm going
to need a list

of all the people
who have been here since...

[whispering]
...your husband went missing.

It's a short list.

Just me and my friend.

I'll still need that.

Why are you doing this?

Well, you want us to find
her father, right?

Hey, sweetie.

Then forensics
needs to do a sweep.

Okay.

Hey.

[grunts]

[sighs]

Mmm.

[whistles]

That is a serious
antidepressant.

Oof.

[laughs] Getting
your hair done, Rachel?

Grieving.

Really?

[phone vibrating]

[knocking at door]

Do you have a comment
about your missing husband?

-No, how-- how did you--
-It's all over the Internet.

-How long has he been missing?
-Just please leave me alone.

Reports online say that
he may have been kidnapped.

-Have you received
a ransom note, or--
-No, I don't--

-Are you planning
on attending the search party?
-A search party? I don't--

Your husband's school
is organizing it.

-I don't know--
-It's-- it's your husband.

Would-- wouldn't you want
to go and look for him?

So he just vanished?

No signs of kidnapping
or foul play.

[sighs]
You checked the garage
again, right?

Yeah. Nada.

No blood,
no notable other substances.

The only thing that we found
was a third-party's prints
on the med bottles,

but that could be anyone's.
Could be the pharmacy's.

My thinking is Mr. Wilson
didn't go unwillingly.

There's no signs
of a struggle

or anything to indicate
that it wasn't consensual.

Well, it's possible
to be forced to do something

without violence.

And no criminal record
for either of them?

No. Only a minor misdemeanor
for him when he was 16.

Simple possession.
It was stayed.

No registered guns
around the house,

no signs of any guns.

Nothing. Coworkers love him,
friends love him.

The guy had no enemies,
which means we've got
no suspects.

Apparently, he was
the greatest guy ever

and he just up
and disappeared.

So it's just
a missing persons case
at this point.

With a wife
who isn't reacting
the way she should.

Which makes us jump
to conclusions

maybe we shouldn't jump to.

No, I think
we're missing something.

Is there--
is there highway cams
out here in the sticks?

Figures.

All right, we got to
go back to the top.

We gotta interview
all the neighbors again,

go back to the school,
talk to the school staff.

You need a warrant,
it'll take time and resources.

-I mean, come on.
-And if we don't do it,

we will be criticized
for being lazy...

and jumping to conclusions.

Point taken.

Maybe Mrs. Wilson
will consent.

That would speed things up.

She doesn't seem like
the consenting type.

Let's say it is her.

What about motive?

Why would she
want him gone?

You've never been married,
have you?

Sir? I tried to stop her.

You told me
there would be no statement.

-What the hell did you do?
-Hey, hey, take it easy.

Okay? What what are you
talking about?

You know
what I'm talking about.
Somebody made a statement.

It didn't come
from this office.

Well, then how do you explain
the reporter at my door,

shoving a camera
in my face?

Oh, and thanks a lot
for letting me know
about the search party.

Mrs. Wilson, we have
interviewed half the town.

This story was going
to get out eventually.

Oh, this is unbelievable.

Maybe if you two
were actually doing your job,

you would have seen it
plastered all over
the Internet.

-Do you want
to check the Internet?
-Yeah, okay, yeah.

I miss the routine,
you know?

Having him here.
He always left lists

and things for me to do,
always picked up
my medications

so I never ran out,
and now all of that

has been completely
turned on its head.

It is so strange.

I don't know
how to function without him.

You asked me
if things were going well.

It was like any marriage,
I guess.

Marriage is hard.

Sometimes it's--
it's just hard.

-[laughs]
-Yeah.

-Do--
-What?

Nothing.

Thank you for being here.

You have helped
keep my family together.

Aw. Please. What are
friends for, Rach?

We should probably
start getting ready
for the search party.

Uh, I don't know.

I don't think
I can go to that.

I think you should go.

Why?

Well, because it looks
really bad if you don't.

In the court
of public opinion,
I pretty much am guilty.

That's kind of why
you need to go.

Is that a picture
of you and Tye?

Shut up.

You love him.
What if we find him dead?

Don't say that.

You'd collapse in tears
on his coffin.

-Oh my God. No, I wouldn't.
-You would so!

It's so obvious
how much you're into him.

Please just shut up.
Okay?

Do you think it was her?

I don't know.

Who knows?

Or was it you?

Because you couldn't have him
all to yourself.

[laughs]
Oh my God, jerk!

Come on, let's go.

So stupid.

Hi, Rachel.
You giving up hope?

Hmm? Have you taken
a lie-detector test?

Ooh, saucy.

Come on.
Look at her.

That's not a grieving widow.

Let's not jump
to conclusions, okay?

I'm not, and I suggest
you don't either.

I would like to know
who leaked this story, though.

I can't stand this guy.

What?
The obnoxious reporter guy?

Hi. I'm Mr. Wilson--

Tye's wife.

And I just wanted to say
thank you guys for coming.

What do you got?

Ahem.

Oh, that's the student
from the school.

-It's her site.
-Yeah.

Look at that.

She filmed that
of Mrs. Wilson?

She followed her.

[Ferguson] Seems like they
already think he's dead.

I figured that would happen,
but just not this quick.

Check this out.

-"What a stud"?
-Yeah.

No way.

[Gus sighs]

[Reporter]
We're standing outside
the Wilson house

where well-loved
high school teacher Tye Wilson
has gone missing.

Mysterious circumstances,
no suspects,

and Wilson's wife
isn't talking to reporters.

I'm just saying
what I heard.

But I think their marriage
was in trouble.

Bad trouble.

You know what I mean?

Yeah.
Write that down.

Nosy bitch.

[knock at door]

Get the hell
off of my property!

[Roper]
But everything was uploaded
to your Twitter page.

Well, I didn't.

You know
I can take your phone
and your computer.

And I'm going to know
in a second if you're lying.

-Just tell them, Kinna.
-Shut up.

Kinna, that's enough.
Pay attention.

Did you post that information
about Mr. Wilson

or any of the comments?

I didn't do anything.

How well
do you know his wife?

What's with that?

She doesn't come
to school stuff.

And he says
she's not very friendly.

Now come on, Brittany.

What, he said that?

He said that to you
about his wife?

Yeah. Well, she's not all there,
if you catch my drift.

-Don't.
-We just can't believe
that he's with her.

Right, Kinna?

He's an amazing teacher.

He's got
total "trustableness."

You mean trustworthy?

Whatever.

You're awfully quiet.

I just hope they find him.

He's a great guy.

Thank you.

Hmm.

Thank you for watching Ella.

Yeah. Here are my keys.

Thanks.

Rach, look at me.

Everything's going
to be okay.

Come here.

Thank you.

[toilet flushing]

So, Mr. Trafford,
you're familiar
with Mr. Wilson?

Yeah.

Yeah, Tye Wilson,
he's a--

he's a really nice guy,
you know?

He's popular.

He always stops by
and says hello to me.
I like that.

Okay, but you said
you knew something else.

Yeah.

Sorry. Not that it's any
of my business,

but I've seen him here
with a lady late after school.

And I--
I recognized her.

Yeah, okay, from where?

Uh, she's some
real estate woman.

I-- I saw an ad
on a bus stop bench.

I sat on her one day.

I thought you might want
to know that,

'cause he's missing, right?

Okay, that's great.
But do you have a name?

Mr. Trafford?

No, I got--
I gotta go.

Thank you.

So you don't have any idea
where he is?

You ask that
like I'm guilty.

Look, I don't want to know
if you did the crime or not.

I just want to know
if you need an attorney.

Okay, you don't have to prove
anything to me, Rachel.

That's the D.A.'s job.

I have no idea
where he is.

And now my idiot
neighbor is on TV

talking about my marriage,
as if she knows anything
about us.

People love attention.

You know, they'll
make stuff up to maintain it.

Okay, now the cops--

okay, the cops are going
to do anything

to try to find out
if he did anything

that might warrant you
having some sort of motive.

That's just the process.

The process sucks.

Yeah, let me ask you this.

Um, who would want
to get rid of him?

You were telling me
that you and Tye

were going through
a bit of a rough patch.

Look, he's going
to come back.

Okay, everybody's going
to forget about this.

Rachel, this is far
from over.

I mean, don't be planning
his funeral just yet.

And the worried wife--

that sends
a very good image,

right, to the public,
to the cops.

That's what we want.

It's really good
to see you, Rach.

I wish it was under
better circumstances.

[Roper]
Restraining order is dated
about four years ago.

Filed by
that real estate agent
Alexa Palmer.

Well, that plus
the janitor's statement

means that our guy
was seeing someone.

[Roper]
And she knew. She was served
with the restraining order.

So she lied to me.

[Roper]
Makes you wonder what else
she is lying about.

Mmm.

How'd it go
with your lawyer?

What are you doing here?

I wanted to keep this
low-key.

I need you to come down
to the station

and answer
a few more questions.

I will arrest you
and put you in handcuffs,
march you out there

in front
of all those cameramen
if you don't.

It's your choice.

[door opens]

Seen this before?

Mmm.

[Roper]
Is that a yes?

-Yes.
-Okay, so you know

that there's
a restraining order
against you.

The woman was sleeping
with my husband.

So you lied to us.

That doesn't prove anything.

[Ferguson]
Look, we're not
the enemy here.

Okay, you say
that your husband went missing.

We're trying
to help you find him.

And then this turns up.

I get it, okay?
I'm not proud of it.

The fact that my husband
was having an affair.

How do you think
that makes me feel?

I haven't told anyone.
Not even my best friend.

Please don't harass
my client on this topic.

Determining relevance
is my job.

I was humiliated
by what he did.

This is a small town.
People talk.

How do you think I would feel
walking down the street

having everyone know
that he screwed that woman?

Well, the restraining order
alleges violence.

-My husband--
-There wasn't a question.

You don't
have to answer anything.

No, it's okay.

My husband and I
had problems.

The restraining order
was brought by the woman
he slept with.

My understanding
is they're easily obtained.

Doesn't mean I was
or would be violent.

I have no idea
how or why she did it.

Okay.

Are you familiar with this?

Where did you find that?

So you recognize that?

It's my husband's wallet.

What do you know
that you're not telling me?

We found it
under your bed.

Under my bed?

-Are you kidding me?
-That's enough. Okay?

How dare you show her that
knowing his blood's on it?

We don't know
whose blood it is yet.
We will soon enough.

Just hoping that your client
could save us the effort.

She doesn't know.

We can go.

Where were you
the day he went missing?

I don't know
when he disappeared.

So I can't answer
exactly where I was.

But you said you saw him
that morning.

I mean, what were you doing
that morning?

I was home alone with Ella
until I dropped her off.

Can anybody
corroborate that?

No.

[Ferguson]
Then that night

you decided
not to call the police.

But the next day,
you did go by his school.

So I'm suggesting
that you went by his school

to make it look
like you were worried.

I was worried.

I am worried.

According
to Principal Turner,

it seemed more
like a social visit.

It wasn't a social visit.

What about your hand?

I told you--
it was nothing.

Well, how did it happen?

I cut it on some glass.

A picture had fallen.

When?

A few days ago.

So the day that your husband
went missing?

Yeah, I guess so.

You seem very calm
about all of this.

How the hell am I
supposed to act?

Sobbing and flailing my arms?
Is that what you want?

I'm supposed to be
the textbook mournful spouse,

'cause I'm damn close
to that. Maybe that's not me.

Why did you tell
your neighbor that he went
on a business trip?

I didn't.

I told her he went
to visit family.

I didn't want to tell her
I was worried.

God knows, the woman
would start an all-out panic.

Then where is he?

Uh, you were hospitalized
for postpartum psychosis

after your miscarriage.

How is that relevant?

-Can you tell me why?
-Get a warrant,

check her medical records
yourself.

You have all kinds
of prescriptions
in your house.

I have a few.

And you have them
all over the place,

even in the garage.

I have no idea
what you're talking about.

Was it during the time period
of your hospitalization

that your husband
had the affair?

You'll have to ask him that.

Fair enough.

Ahem.
The report says that
you had violent tendencies

before you were admitted
to the hospital.

Towards myself.

Not to someone else.

I have done nothing wrong.
Do you hear me?

-Nothing.
-Well, give me something then

that shows me
that I shouldn't arrest you,

because as of right now,
everything we have
points to you.

I didn't kill Tye.

We never said
he was killed.

Everything is going
to be okay, sweetheart.

Mommy loves you
very much.

Thank you.

Sweet dreams.

Why did you not tell me?

I was embarrassed.

-Thanks.
-Okay, and you're sure
that this happened?

'Cause it just--
it doesn't seem like Tye.

Yes, it happened.

It was me it happened to.

I'm-- I'm over it.

Huh.

Sorry, it just--

God, my heart
is just breaking for you.

Did you ever meet her?

Just when she sold us
the house.

She's attractive.

Do you think
he's with her now?

No. It's over.

It's been over.

I just want
all of this to end.

I just want the reporters
to go away

and people
to leave me alone.

Mm-hmm.

Rachel, um,

why would that woman
get a restraining order?

I don't know.

It just seems like the cops
think you know something.

Why would you
even think that?

What?
No, I just--

You think that I'm lying,
don't you?

No. Rachel.

-You think
I know where Tye is?
-No, Rachel.

But that is exactly
what you're saying.

That is not
what I am saying.

I'm just saying that this all
seems so strange, okay?

I'm trying to figure it out
like you are.

You know what,
I think you should go.

-Hey.
-Mm-hmm.

You should go.

Rach.

Go.

Wow.

She's good.

Very calm until she lost it
and went off on you.

She's got the guilty look
about her.

And just what is
the guilty look, Roper?

Hmm? I mean,
she does have a point here.

How is someone
supposed to act

when their spouse
goes missing?

I mean, what is
the textbook reaction
for a situation like that?

Because if my spouse
were to go missing,

I don't know
how I would behave.

Let's just stick
to the facts here.

Husband goes missing
eight days ago.

The first call comes in
at 11:43 on day two.

She tells the 911 op
that her husband's
been missing a day

and then his bloody wallet
is found under her bed.

Their bed.

And who knows
how it got there?

She could have put it there,
he could have put it there,

a third-party
could have put it there.

We don't even know
whose blood it is

until we get
the results back.
Could be animal blood.

You can't let assumptions
lead the case.

Only hard evidence.

I checked out
his buddy Steve.

He's been out of town
for two weeks.

So he's clean.

But I am curious
about this student of his,

Kinna Andrews.

I mean, the amount of stuff
that she's been posting

on her social media site
about this case,

and the amount of pictures
that she's putting up
of Mr. Wilson.

I gotta say, it is--
it's a bit obsessive.

Yeah.

Maybe her favorite teacher
kept her in

for a special detention.

[sighs]

You need to do this.

I don't think this is such--

The public needs
to see you.

That means the cops
see you.

Swaying public opinion
in these types of cases

is extremely important.
That's what keeps
the D.A. back.

I'm not good
at talking publicly.

People will sympathize
with that.

Rachel, right now
you have nothing going
in your favor.

-Mmm.
-I mean, if you get charged,

okay, you need
all the public support
that you can possibly get.

Here, this will
calm your nerves.

I'm not supposed to drink
when I'm on antidepressants.

What?
You never told me that.

I was put on antidepressants
when I was released
from the hospital.

Oh, hang on, hang on.

You said you were drinking
the night that he disappeared.

You said you had
a bottle of wine.

It wasn't the whole bottle.

Rachel, you've mixed
the drugs.

I mean, the antidepressants
and the booze.

I mean, do you have any idea
what this looks like?

What kind of shape
were you in?

I was fine.

Do you remember anything
that happened that night?

I get the feeling
even you don't believe me.

It doesn't matter
what I believe.

What do you remember
from that night?

I fell asleep.
That's all.

You know,
everything that you've done
up until now

makes it look like
you know more than you do.

You're not making my job
any easier.

Dylan, I swear
I'm telling the truth.

It's a good thing for you
I like a challenge.

[all clamoring]

Uh, excuse me, folks,
can I have your attention,
please?

[Woman]
Is there a ransom?

Mrs. Wilson
has prepared a statement.

Ahem.
My name is Rachel Wilson.

What did you do
to your husband, Rachel?

I want to thank everyone
for coming here today--

[Reporter]
Why won't you talk?

Are they going
to arrest you?

[Woman]
Did you kill your husband?

I did not do anything
to my husband.

-He is missing.
I want him back.
-What did the police want?

You know who
the other woman is, Rachel?

Uh, I just want him
to come home.

All right, that's enough.

My client is innocent
of everything

except being a traumatized
and loving wife.

[Woman]
What have you advised
your client?

Thank you.

What the hell was that?

I was trying
to make you look endearing.

More importantly, innocent.

I don't care how I look.

Well, you should, Rachel.

Because if they don't find him,

guess where all the signs
are going to point?

Really, we should
get you out of here.

The cops said
I shouldn't go anywhere.

They can't stop you.

I mean, do you have anywhere
you can go?

No. My best friend
is a little pissed at me
right now.

Tye and I had a cabin
in the mountains,

but we had to sell it
to pay off my medical bills

when I was away.

It sucks being a prisoner
in your own house.

This is not how I expected
my life to play out.

I don't think
he's coming back.

-Rachel, hey.
-Mmm.

We're going
to figure this out.

Okay?

I promise you.

Thanks.

-[Roper]
A funeral home, Rachel?
-[camera snapping]

Really?

[dialing]

You're not going to believe
where our innocent little wife
has just gone.

[Ferguson]
Miss Palmer,

you stated
to one of our officers

that you had past relations
with Tye Wilson.
Is that correct?

Yes.
About five years ago.

I met him
when I sold him their house.

But you were seen
going by his house
before he went missing.

Was that a personal visit?

Yes.

Mmm.

Uh, we also have information

that you're pregnant.

One of your coworkers
told us.

So, um, you've been
by his house recently.

And you have admitted

to having a previous
relationship with him.

How long did
the relationship last?

Is it still going on?

Is he the father
of your baby?

[sighs]

Well, it's definitely
his kid.

She was on her way by there
to show him the blood results.

How far along is she?

Four months.

So he's been seeing her
this whole time.

Yep.

My guess is Rachel Wilson
knows Alexa Palmer
is pregnant.

She wants revenge.

Yeah. Well, sometimes
it's not always that, Roper.

Revenge?

Look, sometimes
people just seem guilty.

Okay?
They act guilty.

They don't help
their own cases.

She's got motive now,
times two.

Our primary suspect
offs the husband,

not only because
he was having an affair,

but because he continued it
and he knocked up
the mistress.

If he's still alive,
we're gonna bring her in,

grill her and find him.

The clock's ticking, Gus.

Man, come on,
will you look at the evidence?

The affair,
the restraining order,

the meds she's on,

the life-insurance company,
the funeral home?

Her computer is full
of weird searches,

and she lied to us.

This is solid stuff.

Okay, okay, look,

you want to get a warrant,
Roper? Be my guest.

[sighs]

Two beers over here.

Chicago, right?

Yeah, Chicago.

Captain Ferguson.

Tough break on that case.

You had the murderer
and he got off on
a technicality.

That's rough.

I remember...

I had a similar situation.
Well, not really.

But anyway,
I had this footage.

It was friggin'
awesome stuff.

Maybe a little grotesque.

But, hey, I thought
this was going to be
my lottery ticket

out of this godforsaken racket.

But no.

Some jackass lawyer
from the news station

dumps it
on some B.S. technicality.

Okay, so maybe there
was a little trespassing.

I mean, the door was open,
so whatever.

Regardless,
I know how you're feeling.

Maybe you and me
work together here, huh?

We can both be heroes.

[sighs]

I don't work
with bottom-feeders.

Pete, your tip's
on the counter.

See you around.

Mrs. Wilson,
you are under arrest...

Where are you
taking my daughter?

She'll be
with social services.

No. She's just a little girl.
She's just a little girl!

-She's just a little girl!
-Rachel, it's okay.

-It's okay. I got her.
-Take care of her!

-I love you!
-I got her!

Come on, it's okay.

Back, back, back.

[Reporter] Rachel,
where is your husband?
Why did you kill him?

-Rachel!
-Get back!
Back, back, back!

[clamoring continues]

Buzz us in.

[door buzzes]

[Ella]
Mommy?

Hey, sweetheart,
what's the matter?

Lee and I are having trouble
falling asleep.

-You are?
-Mm-hmm.

Well,

I betcha

that if you lie down

and close those eyes,

that you'll get
right to sleep.

Mommy's here now.

There you go.

Mommy's here.

You've always wanted that,
haven't you?

Yes, Tye.

I've missed you.

Babe, stay.

You know I can't.
It's too risky.

I don't know how long
they're going to keep her
at the station.

Did you do everything
I wanted?

Of course.

Good.

Put these in Ella's room.

Tye, come on.

Haven't we done enough?

It's not enough
until she's locked up.

Trust me.

I do.

That's good.

Now you know you have to
get her out to the cabin

-for this to work.
-Yes, baby.

I know. I'm trying.
I'm trying.

Hey, listen,
soon it'll just be you,

me and Ella.

Once Rachel's
out of the picture,

we will have
the perfect life,

the perfect family.

I want to speak
to my lawyer.

He's on his way.

You can help
yourself out, though,

by telling us
where your husband is.

If I knew,
I would tell you.

Who goes to a funeral parlor
eight days

after their spouse
goes missing?

Who just pops in
to a life insurance company?

You must know
that he's dead.

Why don't you ask
the life insurance company

and the funeral home?

My husband's mom died
three months ago.

It's been tough for money.
I don't know where
it's all gone.

I had to go there
to make a payment.

Tye always left things
for me to do.

He's organized like that.

He knows that I need
to keep busy.

Life goes on, detectives.

I thought cops
didn't jump to conclusions.

We're not.

We're looking for motive,
intention and opportunity.

You had all three.
That's why we arrested you.

You're making presumptions.

Well, I presumed that
you had a loving relationship

based on what
you first told me.

We do.

He had an affair.

We-- we worked it out.

"Had."

They're still
seeing each other.

He's--

he's not seeing her.
He said that--

-She's four months pregnant.
-He's definitely the father.

Please don't question
my client.

She's speaking freely.

And I'm advising her
not to speak.

I have a release.

Are you kidding me?

You don't have the grounds
to keep her.

Looks like you are free
to go, Mrs. Wilson.

[dog barking]

[reporters all clamoring]

Excuse us.
Hey, get back.

[Roper] Gus?

-What's happening?
-We just got a call.

Someone snooping around
the Wilson house.

-Let's go.
-[DeeDee] I was pouring myself
a cup of tea.

Chamomile, of course.

Anyway, it looked
like a girl.

Young, I think.

And she was
wearing a sweatshirt
and the hood was up.

I'm more than positive
it was a girl.

Okay.
Thanks for the info.

I'll look into it.

Okay.

Glad I drove over here
for that.

Oh, thanks.

[bell ringing]

-Um, but if you--
-Kinna.

Late night last night?

What?

Why don't we have a chat?

In private?

I'll just text you later.

This way.

Um, what is this about?

Just have a seat
right down over there.

Ahem.

What were you doing
at the Wilsons' last night?

I wasn't there.

We have a witness.

That doesn't mean anything.
It could have been anyone.

Listen, we know
that you have been posting

an awful lot on the Internet
about Mr. Wilson and his wife.

I know about the video
that you shot of her
at the pharmacy.

Which leads me to believe
you may know something
that we don't.

So were you
at the Wilsons' last night?

Okay, fine,
I went by there.

Why?

I gave him
a friendship bracelet, okay?

I was worried
you would find it.
You happy now?

Did something happen
between you and Mr. Wilson?

I like him.
I'm almost 18.

Did he do something to you?

No.

I swear to God.

You can go back to class.

Thank you so much
for coming over.

Oh, please.

It's the least
I could do.

You've been through
so much.

You've always
been here for me.

I love you for that.

Oh, stop.

Well, I am pretty amazing,
aren't I?

Yes, you are.

Hey, you're gonna find Tye.

Okay? I know you will.

Yep.

I keep thinking
there's got to be someplace

that he would go, right?

Like, I don't know,
somewhere you went together,

somewhere that was
special to you?

No.

Huh.

Well, call me anytime.

You know I'll be here
for you.

Thank you.

[whispering]
Daddy was here.

I don't think he was,
sweetheart.

It was probably
just a nice dream.

Tye.

[knocking at door]

Hi. Yeah, it's me.

Got a minute?

Come on,
I won't kill you.

I have a restraining order.

Seriously, you're carrying
my husband's baby

and you flash that at me?

So you were seeing him
the whole time?

I'm sorry.
I had no idea.

He said you weren't well
and that you were
splitting up.

I believed him.
I shouldn't have.

I feel horrible.

When's the last time
you heard from him?

It's been
a little while now.

He backed right off
when I told him
I was pregnant.

I asked if there was
someone else and he said no.

I hate to tell you,

but there may very well be.

Congratulations
on your baby.

Do you know
what you're having?

A baby boy.

I never got the chance
to tell Tye.

-What do you mean,
you saw his girlfriend?
-Oh, and get this.

This morning, Ella told me
that she had a bad dream
last night.

Thought she heard voices
or something.

Must have just
been the TV.

Yeah, jeez.
Guess so.

'Cause it was just
you there, wasn't it?

Yeah, of course.

I just wish I knew
where Tye was.

I really believe in my heart
that he's okay.

I think he's taunting me.

He disappears,
leaves his wallet,

things for me to do.

It's like
he's having me set up.

Do you think
that he would do that?

Uh, no.

I mean,
why would he do that?

Well, he knew everything
that I would do.

And the police would think
it was me.

Even Ella thought she saw him
in her dream last night.

But it really hit me
when the cops started
asking questions.

I haven't been
a good victim.

I have been doing everything
I shouldn't have been doing.

I can see why
they would think that.
Maybe even you.

But no, no.

I am going
to figure this out.

And when I found out,
I'm gonna kill him.

What?

What have I got to lose?

Are you okay?

Yeah, I'm fine.

I better go.

Thank you for helping me
figure all of this out.

You have always
been there for me.

Such a good friend.

The only person
that I can really trust.

I love you.
Come here.

All right.
See you later.

Yeah.

He's at the cabin.

You found this taped
to the front door?

-Who would have done this?
-Jessica.

You think Jessica is helping
your missing husband
frame you?

I know she is.
I have it on video.

She's been playing me
the whole time.

-We should go to the police.
-No.

The only problem is,
the video has no audio

and Tye isn't in the frame.

That's why I have to go
to the cabin.

Rachel,
you can't take justice
into your own hands.

I mean, this is crazy.

As your lawyer,
I wouldn't normally tell you
to do this.

Be careful.

And don't worry.
I got Ella.

Thanks.

[dialing]

She's on her way.

[phone rings]

Roper.

Whoa, hang on. Slow down.

Uh-huh.

Okay, thank you.
That was Jessica Harvey.

She said Rachel Wilson
is talking about killing
her husband.

Great.

Just when
I was starting to think
that she was innocent.

[phone ringing]

-Yes?
-[Ferguson] Rachel,
where are you?

-I'm home.
-Oh, really?

'Cause I was just there,
and you were nowhere in sight.

[Rachel]
Sorry I missed you.

Where are you going?

You wouldn't believe me.

You haven't from
the moment we met.

Rachel, I am a firm believer
in second chances.

Whatever you're thinking
about doing, don't.

My husband is trying
to frame me.

And I think I know
where he is.

[beeps]

R-- Rachel?

Ra--

She hung up on me.

Don't worry, we got it.

-Let's go.
-Okay.

Oh, Rachel.
Thank God you're here.

Oh my God,
what happened to you?

I was kidnapped.

Kidnapped? By who?

You.

Oh, yeah,
you tied me up,

you beat me.

You left me here to die.

You're insane.

Ever-efficient Rachel.

Always does
what she's told.

I knew everything
you were going to do
before you did it.

All along,
the police watching you.

The kidnapper at work.

And now here you are,
just like I planned.

It's perfect.

You are so predictable.

This isn't going to work.

Oh, it will.

I'll escape with my life.

After you kill me?

You know,
I thought about that.

But I gotta be honest,
I couldn't do it.

But get you out of the way?
Absolutely.

I think
a kidnapping conviction

should take you
out of the loop

and away from my daughter,

oh, for years.

You will never
take Ella. Never.

How are you going
to take care of her
from prison?

You don't care about her.

You dropped us
the moment I miscarried.

Us? There is no us.

I mean, you don't get it.

I didn't fall out of love.
I was pushed.

Like hell you were.
I needed your help.

I needed you
to be there for me.

And you blamed me
for getting sick,
like it was my fault.

There isn't a person
in this town who doesn't
think you aren't guilty.

I mean, they all know
about you being hospitalized.

They know about
you being medicated.

I mean, hell,
I've seen it all on TV.

Do you know
what it's like for me

to be dragged
through the mud like that?

Even DeeDee,
our bitchy neighbor,

feels sorry for me.

You're the one
presumed guilty.

You're sick.

[laughs]

That's rich. The pot
calling the kettle black.

You pushed the meds on me
the whole time.

Maybe I should
just kill you.

Boy, that would really
ruin your plans.

Like you said,
everyone thinks I'm guilty.

Might as well
just do it.

Yeah. That's not
going to happen.

[car door closes]

Oh, babe.
God, this looks great.

Always there
when I need you.

[Jessica]
Unlike some people
we know.

I love him
like you never could.

Do you really think
he's worth all this?

Is that what best friends do?
Lie, cheat?

I trusted you, Jessica.

Yeah, well, he trusted you
and you ruined his life.

But it all worked out
for the best, see?

Because now we were able
to find each other.

-We're soul mates.
-Oh, that's golden.

Has he told you
about his new baby?

-You shut up.
-His girlfriend is pregnant.

No. He's not with her.
He hasn't been with her

-since he's been with me.
-Really?

Because she's
four months pregnant.

He's gonna be the proud daddy
to a baby boy.

A boy?

-Mmm.
-Tye.

Come on, she's lying, right?
You're lying.

-Mm-mm.
-Come on, Tye!

-Tell me that she's lying.
-Listen, calm down.

-Tell me she is lying.
-We're gonna be a family,

just like I promised.
I swear.

Do you really think that
you're his only girlfriend?

I was so stupid to think
that you were just helping out.

Instead you screwed
my husband

and were playing house.
He wouldn't stay with you.

Shut up. Shut up, shut up.

You have lost everything
for nothing.

Shut up. You shut up!
That is not true.

She's right, Jessica.

Tye.

-I couldn't stay with you.
-[fires]

Ahh!

Get back here!

-Ahh, no! No!
-Here!

I will shoot you, Tye.

Sit down.

-[door breaks open]
-Put the gun down, Rachel!

He set me up!

She's crazy.
You know that.

Shut up!

Just lower the gun.

I know you've
been through a lot.

But it doesn't
have to end this way.

I'm going
to holster my weapon

and then you're going
to hand me yours.

Okay?

Okay?

Come on.

Come on,
give me the gun.

Give me the gun.

We're going to figure it out.
Give me the gun, Rachel.

-Cuff her!
-I didn't shoot her!

-Get her out of here!
-He's lying! He's lying!

She's still alive.
Call an ambulance!

Roper, stop him!

Get paramedics in here now!

-Ah!
-Oh! Oh!

Nice shot.

Let her go.
She's innocent.

Come on, on your feet.

I can't believe you would
go through all of this

just to get rid
of your wife.

Get him out of my sight.

Haven't you heard
of a divorce?

[sirens wailing]

Look, I owe you
a huge apology.

Yeah, you and
a few other people.

Well, let me be the first
to say it then.

I'm sorry.

Did you ever think
I was innocent?

[sighs]

I hoped you were.

I've got to go
pick up Ella.

Least I can do
is give you a ride.

I knew it wasn't her.

She's a good person,
very nice neighbor.

We're good friends.

She's been through
a lot, you know.

Poor thing.

And for her husband
to do this,

my heart
just breaks for her.

It's so sick
he's screwing around on her.

I know.
I knew it.

And I feel so badly
for his wife now.

So do I.

Have you seen
the new history teacher?

-No.
-Oh my God.

-He's so hot.
-Wait, no way.
Let's go right now.

Come on, I'll show you.
He's over on "B" hall.

[both giggling]

Ooh, that had to hurt.

Damn, I'm good.

Well, I had doubts
about the allegations

laid against her
right from the start.

But I carefully examined
all the evidence

and I maintained
a very studied,

very neutral opinion

that turned out
to be correct in the end.

Thank you
for everything you've done.

You were there
when I needed someone.

Hey, you mind
if I give you a call

in a week or two
and check in on you?

I'd really like that.

All right.

Take care
of that little girl.

I will.