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- Time for cake, Uncle Bill.
- Okay, pal.

You having any fun at all?

You bet.

You're lying.
That's very festive of you.

I just thought...
I hoped the party would be good for you.

Get out. You know, be with people.

I know.

Besides, there's cake.

Okay, time for birthday cake.
Come over to the table.

- All right.
- All right.

- Here we go.
- Blow it out.

I called but he didn't answer,
so I came by here.

Papers on the stoop,
hadn't brought the mail in.

- What about his car?
- He drove it, but it's not in the garage.

Here's everybody
who was at the birthday party.

I talked to them
before I called the police.

- What did you find out?
- He didn't talk to anyone at the party.

I would like to look around, is it okay?

- Of course.
- Thank you.

I didn't touch anything.

You watch detective shows?

- The first 15 minutes. Then I fall asleep.
- Right.

Now, you said that your brother
didn't talk to anybody.

- He not a very social guy?
- Oh, he used to be.

This is Bill's daughter, Lauren.

She died of leukemia
eight months ago.

His whole life just fell apart.

He and his wife got separated.
He took a leave from his job.

But recently, you know, I thought
he was starting to come out of it.

At least a little.

Martin?

Can I borrow you for a minute?

Excuse me.

What do you got?

Kiddie porn.

Little girls.

He might have downloaded them.

There's high-speed Internet connection
behind the desk...

...but the laptop's missing.

The sister did say her brother
was coming out of some kind of funk.

Maybe he found a new hobby
or he went back to an old one.

Look like they might have been
off the net.

You show the sister?

She was having a hard time believing me
so I showed her.

- That went down well.
- Stormed off and refused to talk to us.

Okay, thanks.

Shields withdrew $2000
from his checking account this week.

- Maybe blackmail.
- Yeah, or he's off buying more porn.

Why are we wasting
our time with this?

- Let's just turn it over to local P.D.
- No, it's too early.

What about that message
he received at the party?

Wasn't from a cell
but we're tracking it.

Okay.

Do me a favor.

See if you can track down
the original source of these.

Thanks.

I'm sorry but we needed to know
whether you knew anything about this.

Bill would never be involved
in something like this.

- Does Bill have an online handle?
- I don't know what you mean.

It's a name people use instead of
their real name for privacy reasons.

- Why do you wanna know?
- Because of the pictures.

We need to know whether he's been
hanging out in any chat rooms.

Well, I don't know anything
about that.

And your daughter, Lauren...

...is there any chance that Bill...?

No.

Look, whatever he may have gotten
himself into...

...he loved Lauren.

He would never have hurt her.

His sister said
that he's been different.

We waited so long for something.

Gene therapy, chemotherapy...

...alternative medicine, something...

...to make Lauren better.

But nothing did.

And all we could do was just
hold her hand and watch her die.

And how did Bill react when she did?

He sort of disappeared.

Like he couldn't stand to talk about it.

And then he got arrested.

Assault, Bill?

I mean, who was it?

Why are you beating people up?

I'm... I'm sorry, Julie. I'm really...

I'm... I need more than an apology.

What do you need?

An explanation
for why you're acting this way.

What is going on with you?

Lt'll be better soon, Julie.

I promise.

Better how?

You gonna go back to work?

Are you gonna start
talking to me again?

She wasn't just your daughter.

I miss her too.

I know.

I just can't keep doing this.

Not with everything else.

I'm sorry.

Julie.

So whoever he beat up
didn't press charges...

...and the sheriff let him go home.

And that's all you know
about the assault?

Yeah.

And I moved out of the house
a couple of days later.

Okay, the fight was
with a guy named Jamie Wolfe.

A registered sex offender.

Guy lives 90 miles from here.

Couldn't find another pervert
to have a fight with closer to home?

I don't know.
Maybe they're business partners.

Nothing starts a fight faster.

They're bringing him in,
so he should be here in half an hour.

Okay.

Delgado.

- How's it going?
- So far, more than half are the same girl.

Different ages
ranging from 6 to maybe 12.

If he shot these photos, the chances are
if we find her, we'll find him.

Yeah, we're checking with his friends,
family, neighbors.

See if any of them can ID her.

I have no idea who he is.

The guy assaulted you.

Yeah, and I didn't know who he was
when he attacked me either.

You were convicted of lewd
and lascivious acts with a minor.

Then some guy who also likes kids
beats you up...

...and you expect us to believe
it was random.

I didn't say it was random.
I just said I didn't know him.

Then what did he want?

That guy's gotten me in enough trouble.
I don't need more.

Too late.

It's about her.

He wanted her.

Hey.

Who are you?
What are you doing hanging back here?

I'm Bill.

I'm looking for this girl.
I think she might live nearby.

Listen, I'll pay you
if you just tell me how to find her.

Why would I know anything?

Come on.
I know you're on the sex offenders list.

Hey.

How did you know that?

- Mrs. Grapp put you up to this?
- No. Nobody put me up to it.

- I'm looking for the girl.
- Not my problem.

Hey. Listen, listen.
You know how it is. I just...

I have a thing for her.

- Get the hell out of here.
- Not until you tell me how to find her.

- I have to find her.
- Let go.

Thank God the cops didn't look
in the garbage can.

Boy, if they'd found that picture...

Did he say anything about her?

- What her name was.
- No.

You didn't press charges
because you didn't want attention.

Yeah, fat lot of good that did me.

That bitch Mrs. Grapp,
she'd been after me ever since I moved in.

She saw him loitering, called the cops.

- I got kicked out of my apartment.
- Where were you Sunday?

At a friend's house watching football.

Write his name down.

You know, that 5390 conviction
was a long time ago.

I haven't touched anyone since.

I'm sure that's very comforting
to your victims.

Maybe he hasn't found her yet.

Put the local P.D. On it.

Have them talk to all the offenders.
See if he's talked to them.

I'll check. I have a friend
at the Center for Exploited Children.

See if she knows
how someone can find girls.

Guys, give me one second, please?

The text message came from a guy
named Ruben Davila.

Petty crimes, mostly theft.

Okay. Excellent. Thank you.

Local P.D. Just found Shields' car
at a motel near where Davila works.

Great.

Bill Shields. FBI.

Open up.

Come on.

Put your hands where I can see them.

She's not here.

Turn around and face the wall.
Turn around.

- Where is she, Shields?
- I don't know.

Someone sent you a message.

"Bring money.
Nightlights Motel, Stonington."

- What, were you gonna try and buy her?
- No.

What, her handler didn't like the way
you treated her, cracked you?

- I was trying to save her.
- Is that what you tell yourself?

I swear.

I would never hurt her.

How come you got all these pictures?

My daughter...

...she loved to dance.

And after she died, I wanted to sponsor
a little girl's dance lessons.

You know, as like a memorial.

So I put a couple of words in Google
and clicked on a link.

And there she was.

In a pink tutu. She was so cute.

Except...

...there were these other pictures.
Naked.

Doing things.

I turned off my computer.

But I couldn't forget.

And I wanted to stop...

To stop it.

So...

So I started to look for her.

What happened today?

I thought I'd finally found her.

- Shields?
- Davila?

Where have you been?
I waited all night.

- Had to make sure you weren't a cop.
- I'm not a cop.

I know.
No cop would have waited that long.

Only a man desperate to meet
the girl of his dreams.

Yeah.

So where is she?

Where's the money?

Two thousand.
Just like you asked for.

Not till I see the girl.

What's going on?

Give me the money.

I don't want any trouble.

- Tell me where she is.
- How about, I'm holding the gun?

Good.

Ready to meet her now?

Of course.

I bet you are.

Pervert.

And when I woke up, he was gone.
And so was my money.

Nice story.

Doesn't fit. We found over 200
kiddie porn pictures in your house.

I didn't know how to find her...

...except to use the pictures.
- They're not all the same girl.

I only kept them
if I thought they could help.

Like if they had something in common
with one of her pictures.

- You can check.
- How?

I used keywords.

For sorting.

They're attached to the photo files.

Why didn't you give all this
to the police?

I didn't know where she was.

And I didn't know how to explain
what I'd been doing all this time.

But you can help, right?

You have to find her.

We'll need you to stay here.
We may have more questions.

Local P.D. Talked to Ruben Davila.
He never had the girl. It was a scam.

Pedophile's a great target.
Not like he's gonna call police.

That's exactly what Ruben Davila said.
He's done it before.

Yeah. Look at this.
Looks like Shields is telling the truth.

All the photos that aren't of the girl
in the tutu...

...have keywords on them
and references back to her picture.

Can we ID this guy?

This is the only picture we've got of him.
His arm. Not his face.

She ages 6 years in these pictures
and no one noticed what was going on.

I'm thinking it's gotta be someone
with a lot of access without supervision.

Maybe a family member.

Or a kidnapping.

- If so, she might be in our case files.
- It's worth a shot.

Yep.

Sam.

Wow, you're walking well.

Anything below a canter,
I feel pretty good.

Do me a favor, a kid from the Center
for Exploited Children...

...thought she recognized our girl.

They're bringing her up now...

...and I thought it might be easier for her
to talk to a woman.

- Where are they taking her?
- Interview 2.

I'm expecting a call
from Tech about these.

- I'll cover it.
- Thanks.

No, thank you.

Do you know why you're here,
Brittany?

They showed me a picture.

And you know the girl?

Sort of.

Sort of...?

I met her once at a house
where there was...

...a party.

Can you tell me about it?

It's okay. Take all the time you need.

While we waited, we watched TV.

I'm Brittany.

Melissa.

I don't really like this show.

Do you have a pet?

Do you?

A cat.

What's its name?

Monarch.

Because he's got this shape on his side
that looks like a butterfly.

Is he soft?

Really soft.

What grade are you in?

I don't really have a grade.

Brittany, let's go.

Bye.

And that was it.

You never saw her again?

No.

My foster dad was arrested
a few months later.

And I went to the center.

Do you think...

...you can remember
where this house was?

No.

Did you see who Melissa came
to the party with?

I wish I could help.

You have helped. You've helped a lot.

All right, show me...

Johnson thought he could help
since he's spent time with these.

All right, just make sure he has an escort
when he's moving through the building.

- I got it covered.
- Good.

Okay.

Bill figured out that these pictures
were taken at Hamlet Suites Motels.

Yeah, the chain uses the same furniture
and paintings in all their rooms.

That's... That's good.

Unfortunately, it narrows it down
to, like, 500 motels.

Which is why I got stalled.

That how you ended up at Wolfe's?
Is there a Hamlet Motel in his town?

- Yeah.
- Okay.

Now, I analyzed the pictures
for light and color...

...so I could determine
which were at the same place.

- You airbrushed her out.
- To focus on details in the background...

...we're compositing
the pictures together.

- Kind of like a puzzle, right?
- Right.

I got most of them in place, finished.

- I was hoping this would be the last one.
- Hold on.

What is that? Looks like a cup.
Can you enlarge that?

Yeah. Hold on.

There you go.

"Roger's Barbecue 'n' Stuff."

It's gotta be near
a Hamlet Suites Motel.

I bet if we cross-reference these...

...we could get the town
where the pictures were taken.

Carbondale.

The manager recognizes Melissa's picture.
She was here about a month ago.

He remembers
because she cut her hand on a glass.

- Got a name?
- Man she was with paid cash.

So he doesn't want anybody
to know who he is.

Hey, but the good news is,
he made such a stink about the cut...

...that the manager paid for a trip
to the local ER.

Yeah, I remember her.

Most kids with a cut like that
would be screaming.

- She barely made a sound.
- Get a chance to talk?

No, Dad stayed pretty close.

Too close?

He didn't let her say a thing.

Wow, you're a brave girl.

That's a big cut.

I dropped a glass,
she tried to help me pick it up.

Next time you won't be so helpful,
I bet.

Oh, she's a really good girl.
I don't think you could stop her.

I've taken care of everything
at the front desk.

Okay, we're just gonna be a minute.

Do you need help, sweetheart?

How we doing?

- We're all set.
- Okay.

All right. Let's go, sweetie.

I knew something wasn't right.

Seemed like a deep cut
for what he said happened.

- So she cut herself to get help.
- Maybe.

You contacted CPS?

Yeah. And called security.
Gone by the time the officer got here.

Do you know the woman
who came into the room?

She was a stepmom or girlfriend.

Didn't have a relationship with the girl.

- But she completed all the paperwork.
- Yeah.

Can we see it?

Of course.

Sandra O'Neill?

FBI. We need to ask you
a few questions.

Hey. Hey.

Hey.

Let go of me. Let go of me.

Where is Melissa? Where is she?

I don't know. She left. He took her.

- When?
- Two weeks ago.

- It was the last time I saw them.
- Let's go.

- I didn't do anything.
- Well, then why did you run?

Because she finally got caught.

It was him.

- And I didn't know until the end.
- What's his name?

George.

- George Anderson.
- I'm gonna need an address.

I don't have one. He travels for work,
fixes mechanic's tools.

I only see him
when he's got a job nearby.

Let me ask you something.

How did you...

...finally figure
out what he was doing?

They stayed at my place that day.

I had to run some errands.

I guess George
didn't expect me back so soon.

- It's too little.
- I don't care.

- Put it on.
- I'm not a baby.

What is the matter?
I'm not gonna put up with this.

You do what I tell you to do.

- Put it on.
- I'm not a baby.

What's going on?

- Get out.
- What are you doing, George?

- That's none of your business.
- Are you okay, Melissa?

Yeah.

Get out!

Get out and you leave us alone.

He didn't say anything about it later.
Neither did Melissa.

They left
and I haven't seen them since.

Why didn't you call the police?

He'd know it was me.

And he'd come back.

All right...

...what else
can you tell me about him?

I think he grew up
in southern New Jersey.

And he was always complaining
about how fast Melissa was growing up.

Refused to throw away any
of her clothes.

He... There's a bag he forgot to take
in my closet.

We're gonna need that.

You know, Mr. Shields, if we need you
we can always call you at home.

I know.

That's not much of a dinner.

I'm not really hungry.

Yeah.

Me either.

You know...

...I've been in some
of these Usenet chat rooms...

...see if I can find anything
on Melissa, and...

Melissa?

- Yeah.
- You know her name.

- That's a good thing to figure out, right?
- Yeah, it's a really good thing.

But you were saying
about the chat rooms.

Yeah, right. Well, I'm getting nowhere.
And I was wondering if it might help...

...if I log in with one
of your online profiles.

It might.

- I'll write them down.
- That would be great.

It's hard being in those chat rooms,
isn't it?

Yes, it is.

When... When I first saw Melissa,
she was looking right at the camera.

And there was something...

...in her eyes.

Like she was begging me to make
what was happening to her stop.

It reminded me...

...of Lauren.

She used to look at me that way
after she got sick.

Searching for Melissa has kept me going
these last six months.

I don't wanna go home.

Right.

Well...

...if that's the case,
then I recommend the applesauce.

Thanks.

Melissa's 12?

This is a 7-8 Y.

For a 7-year-old.

Apparently he likes to dress her
in little girl's clothing.

Take a look at these.
These are her drawings.

They're all of the same thing, same barn,
same cows, chickens, every single one.

My daughter likes to paint people
in these fantastic colorful outfits.

It's her way of rebelling
against Catholic school uniforms.

I didn't know you had a daughter.

I do. She's 6.

There are 55 George Andersons
in New Jersey.

Maybe we should focus on rural areas.
Kids draw whatever they're thinking.

And she seems to have some kind
of connection to a farm.

Okay.

I got a credit card receipt.

Here.

All his bills go to a P.O. Box.

But he used the card yesterday.

Yes, she and her father were in the store
the other day shopping for clothes.

Poor thing.

Why "poor thing"?

Well, she went into the dressing room
to try some things on...

...and she didn't come out for a while
so I went to check on her.

- Do you need any other sizes or colors?
- No.

What is it, honey?

Oh, I'm sure it'll be fine.
Just tell me what happened.

Do you know what's going on?

Sort of.

Getting your period is totally normal
for a young woman your age.

Do you have someone
you could talk to about it?

A mom?

- I could explain it a little, if you want.
- What's going on?

Don't tell him.

Some button problems.
We'll be right out.

Please, don't tell him.

She was embarrassed.

I understood that, but she was all alone.
I felt like I had to tell him.

And how did he react?

Well, he seemed angry.

You know, I gave her a couple
of tampons before she left.

But someone has to show her
how to use them.

Did he leave any personal information?

Phone number, address?

For a credit card sale,
I would have checked his ID.

But I don't remember what it said.
I'm sorry.

It's okay.

Thanks for coming. We'll have
one of our agents escort you out.

Thank you very much.

Thank you.

If her period started,
she's gonna lose her little-girl appeal.

Yeah.

There's a lot of missing girls
out there.

Yes, there are.

What do you think
he's gonna do with her?

He could sell her to a prostitution ring.

Or trade her in for a younger girl or...

These guys, they can't handle
the thought of their victims...

...being with somebody else
and they...

Unfortunately, they kill them.

Not a lot of choices.

There are nine George Andersons
in the age range...

...but only one who lives
in rural New Jersey.

Wanna go for a ride?

- Can you handle going through these?
- I'm fine.

Okay.

And is he...?

- Is he having...?
- Look, we don't know anything for sure.

But the men who post
these pictures...

...are often sexually abusing
their victims, yeah.

Why would he do that?

I don't know.

How did he get custody of her?

Our sister and her husband died
in an auto accident.

George is older.
Thought he'd be a better guardian...

...in case anything happened.

Any idea where your brother is?

I haven't seen him in a long time.
Since the day they moved away.

But what if I don't wanna go?

I know it's not easy to move...

...but your parents wanted
what's best for you.

And they thought Uncle George
was the best.

You could come with us.

I have to stay here
and take care of the farm.

Watch the cows and the pigs,
your favorite chicken.

Little.

Make sure everything's
tip-top for when you visit.

- I can visit?
- As much as you want.

Okay, Melissa. Come on, let's go.

I'd like to visit.

I love you so much.

I love you too.

Uncle George
is gonna take good care of you.

- Chicken.
- Little.

All right, come on. Get in.

Watch your fingers.

All right.

George called regularly for a while.

Now it's mostly birthdays,
maybe the holidays.

- You have a telephone number for him?
- I had one, but he moved.

I kept asking for one
but never got it.

- That old number might really help us.
- It's in the house.

I'll go... I'll go get it.

If you find her,
what happens to her then?

Well, she's been through a lot.

I'm married now and my wife and I...

Please bring her here.

We'll make sure she gets everything.

The disconnected phone
was from an address in Norristown.

That's 10 miles away
from your clothing store.

But I can't find any listings in that area
for a George Anderson...

...or G. Anderson. Nothing.

Maybe they're living out of motels?

Maybe.

- I'll go get the phone books.
- Okay.

Hey, guys,
I think I got something here.

When we found out that Melissa may
no longer be appealing to Anderson...

...because she got her period...

...I checked out these chat room
that focus on pubescent girls.

And I found this organization
called Plato's Vineyard.

They're having a meeting tonight.

Someone with the handle
Farmboy61...

...says he has merchandise for trade.

It's a pretty rich target.

Shouldn't have any problem
putting together a team.

But Anderson might not show,
or he might not bring Melissa with him.

And if we just case the party,
we run the risk we won't get the girl.

So, what's the plan?

Well, Bill Shields was a regular
at these Usenet groups.

So I got you an invitation to the party.

And when you're talking to people,
never use your name or ask theirs.

- Should I tell them I'm from the FBI, Bill?
- No.

Everyone goes by their online handle.

I got the invitation using
PirateShip 7.

And I let Farmboy know
that you're interested in the transaction.

But even if he approaches you,
don't bring it up.

He'll talk to you,
see if he's comfortable.

Okay, Jack, give me a test.

Testing, one, two, three.

That'll work.
I'll make sure everything's good to go.

Great.

This is a list I made
of people I've encountered.

Their handles
and what they're interested in.

Maybe it'll help you fit in.

This George Anderson guy...

...how does he perceive Melissa?
- What do you mean?

Well, on the net he referred to her
as merchandise, is that code?

Or does he think of her as property?

Or does he think of her as his daughter,
his girlfriend, what?

I don't know.

All right.

People end up underinsured
because their policy...

...has such a low-liability ceiling.

Right, I guess that's one
of the advantages of being a renter.

Bad move. Now he's going to sell you
renter's insurance.

Well, if you're gonna do that
then I'm gonna need some more coffee.

- Sugar?
- Thanks.

You're a new face.

PirateShip 7.

Oh, Farmboy61.

So...

...wanna sit down, we talk?
- Yeah, sure.

Well, computers do most
of the work these days.

The toughest part
about inventory management...

...is making sure that the employees
don't steal.

Yeah, yeah. That's true lots of places.

Yeah, I think you're right about that.

So in the chat room
you said you were interested.

Yeah.

Why?

When I saw her picture...

...you could tell that she'd started
so young that...

Do you mind me asking her name?

- Melissa.
- Melissa.

That's a sweet name.

As I was saying, when I looked at her,
she seemed to have started so young...

...and she could have been hardened...

...but she still had this freshness
to her.

I mean, obviously, you've done
a great job grooming her...

...for, you know,
her future responsibilities.

- She's a good girl.
- Yeah, I can see that.

She deserves a good home.

I mean, it won't be the same kind
of home that you gave her...

...but I will really take good care
of Melissa.

All right, maybe we should see
how the two of you get along.

Yeah, I'd like that.

Where is she?

What's going on?

She's not here.

Yes, she is.

- Some kind of scam here?
- No, everything's okay.

Well, you know,
you can never be too careful.

What, is she a runner?

No. But, you know, better safe
than sorry, that's my feeling.

Can I talk to her?

Just don't close the door.

Sure.

Hi, Melissa.

Let's do it.

Chicken Little says hi.

He sent me to help you.

FBI. Get on the ground.

- Get on the ground.
- Melissa!

That'll work.
Keep your hands where I can see them.

Okay.

- Get up. Get up.
- It's okay.

Come on.
He's not gonna hurt you anymore.

Okay.

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