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Last night, I
killed Dylan Hinchey

for killing my little girl.

You didn't kill him, Kenny.
Dylan Hinchey's alive.

I need Dylan to
submit a DNA sample.

We received information

that he might not
be DJ's real father.

If we go to court, I'm gonna tell the
judge that you're an unfit mother.

He's my son, goddammit! Mine!

She's the mother.
She'll get custody,

and there's not a damn thing
you or I can do about it.

Kenny said she was killed
between midnight and 2:00 a.m.

We're 13.7 miles away
from Creedham Creek.

There's no way she
rode her bike that far.

Someone must have picked her up.

Station got a call
from Carrie Layden.

Cops found two packets of
heroin in her glove compartment.

She swore that you must
have planted them on her.

She's a drug addict.
She'll say anything.

- Gun and badge.
- Please...

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Mare?

Mare, are you... are you
gonna be home tonight

or are you... Are
you working late?

Uh, yeah, I should be home.

Okay, well, I'll... I'll
roast a chicken then.

Hey, Drew, say... Say
goodbye to your grandma.

- Bye, Gran!
- Okay, bye.

Bye, Mom.

Take 'em.

If I ask for another
one, tell me to fuck off.

Did you tell your family yet?

Do I have to?

Uh, I mean, I guess you could

just pretend to go
to work every day.

Chief's making me see
some grief therapist

as a part of my suspension.

Well, I know it's not
what you want, Mare,

but it might be a good
thing to step away.

And Katie Bailey, Erin...

Your family's worried about you.

You're not talking anymore.

You never talk about
him anymore, Mare.

Yeah, my son killed
himself, Lor.

I'm sorry if I'm not the
life of the fucking party.

Well, first of all, you were
never the life of the party.

You're pushing everyone away.

Including you?

No, I won't let you.

All right. Two creams, no sugar.

Morning, Chief.

Hauser.

- What are you doing here?
- Morning, Zabel. Shut the door.

What's going on? Where's Mare?

She's stepping back
on the McMenamin case,

needs some time to deal
with her personal stuff.

You'll run point moving forward.

Detective Hauser
will assist you.

DNA results came
in this morning.

Frank Sheehan isn't
that baby's father.

Neither is Dylan Hinchey.

- Well, somebody is.
- No shit, kid.

I'll be in my office
if you need anything.

That for me, hotshot?

Yeah. Sure.

You got any half-and-half?

There's a kitchen
right over there.

- "One ear and his brother."
- Oh, my gosh.

- "One mouth, one big nose."
- Oh, my gosh.

"Two feet with one,
two, three, four,

five, six, seven,
eight, nine, ten toes."

Why the hell are you
treating him like that?

Treat him like what?

Kissing him, and
hugging and laughing.

He ain't even ours.

It's not his fault, D.

He's a baby. We gotta
take care of him.

Get him outta here.

D, you gotta stay calm.

- Dylan, stop.
- Get him outta here!

- Dylan.
- Out!

Come on.

Eat your vegetables, please.

I don't like broccoli, Granny.

Well, your mom loved broccoli.

I used to tell her she
was gonna turn into

a piece of broccoli,
she ate so much of it.

A big green piece of broccoli.

Hello?

Do you miss your daughter, Dawn?

'Cause Katie misses you.
Are you listening to me?

Who are you? Why
are you calling me?

I'm calling to tell you
Katie's ready to come home.

Well, if Katie's there,
then put her on the phone.

- I can't do that, Dawn.
- I don't believe you.

If you have Katie, prove
to me that she's alive.

Five thousand dollars.

I don't have five thousand
dollars. I don't...

- Katie needs you, Dawn.
- Oh, wait, wait, wait.

Don't hang up. Please,
please, don't hang up.

- I'll be in touch.
- Hello?

Hello?

- Hey.
- Hey.

We're having a family meeting.

A what?

Drew. Um, here you go.

Nana's iPad.

Here, take that into my room
and, uh, play a game, okay?

Okay. And, uh, close
the door. All right.

- Mom?
- Yeah?

We're having a family meeting.

The hell's a family meeting?

All right. Family meeting
in the dining room, okay?

Um...

I stole two bags of heroin from
the evidence closet at work

and I planted them
in Carrie's car.

I was hoping that
she'd get pulled over

and arrested for possession.

But it backfired, and, um...

Chief, uh, knows it was me,
and I've been suspended.

My God, Marianne.

I... I... I don't know
what the hell to say.

Oh, wait. It just came
to me. That was stupid!

Goddamn idiotic!

You're a complete
smacked-ass for doing that.

Thanks, Mom.

Does Carrie know it was you?

- She can't prove it, no.
- Well, thank God.

Otherwise, we'd
lose Drew forever.

Any thoughts?

I think Gran summed
it up nicely.

But if we're sharing, I
split up with Becca today.

You... Did you
meet somebody else?

No. No, it just ran its course.

I'm sorry.

Do you have anything
you'd like to share, Mom?

You seem like you wanna
say something else.

No. Just wondering what
the hell I'm gonna do,

stuck in the house
with you all day.

Dr. Graham?

- Mare Sheehan.
- Hi.

So, I bet you see
a lot of cops, huh?

Oh, I've seen a few
over the years, yes.

Hard cases, right? Like,
they don't wanna be here.

They don't think
they need the help.

- Oh, some, but most are...
- You know, I just wanna say

you don't have to worry
about that with me.

I'll be here on
time, every time.

- Wonderful.
- Awesome.

You're actually a
little bit early.

So, how does this work, exactly?

Like, you know, I come
in, we talk it out,

you submit a report
to the department

saying I cooperated,

and we do that for a while
and we're good to go?

- Basically, yes.
- Okay.

It's just, um

you know, before we
get into all this...

I don't want you to get
discouraged. That's all.

Discouraged?

Like, you know, if there's
not, like, a big breakthrough

or something, you
know? It's not you.

I've done this before. Therapy.

Me and my husband, we saw
this marriage counselor.

Mm-hmm. What was
that experience like?

- We're divorced.
- Oh.

Right. So, like, that's
what I mean. You know?

I mean, I understand
this kind of thing

can be helpful for some people.

This cop I used to work
with, Sweeney, fucking prick,

he, uh, used to, you know,

like he... he... he was
out on patrol one night

and, um, ran his
car into an old lady

and killed her, you know?
Really messed him up.

So he started
seeing a therapist.

Two months later, he, uh,
quits his job, buys a dog,

starts, like, hugging
his wife all the time.

And now he's a park guide
over at Valley Forge.

Happy as a clam. Bingo.

It's just, for
me, I, you know...

- Hasn't worked yet?
- Right.

Right. You know.

Anyway, so I just wanna
throw that out there.

So you're not, like,

disappointed if there's not
a big "hallelujah" moment.

Understood. Why don't we try?

Let the healing begin.

Deacon Mark, Detective Zabel.

- Yes. Hello.
- Hi.

Been trying to get a hold of
you for the past few days.

Did you get my voicemails?

Yes. Yes, I did. Sorry. Sorry.

Things have been busy
over at the church.

I was beginning to think
you were avoiding me.

Were you?

What can I help you
with, Detective?

Well, uh, I just wanted
to ask you some questions

about the circumstances

of your transfer here
to St. Michael's.

Well, I'm afraid I
won't be much help.

All Augustinian reassignments

are dealt with the
provincial's office, so...

Well, more specifically about
the sexual misconduct complaint

filed against you at
your previous parish

by, uh, the parents
of a 14-year-old girl.

Uh, I've been instructed
by the archdiocese

not to speak about that case.

Look, Deac, I... I...
I was raised Catholic.

I'm trying to be
on your side here.

But you can understand why
I'd be concerned, right?

I find out that the last person

to speak with Erin McMenamin
on the night she's murdered

potentially had an
inappropriate relationship

with another young girl.

The archdiocese investigated
the incident, detective,

and believe nothing
happened. Nothing.

And what should I believe?

You better start getting
your story straight, Mark.

'Cause if I got the
tip about your past,

it won't be long till
everyone finds out.

Thank you.

Well, I mean... I mean,
it took me a long time

to realize this,
but the reality is,

I, you know, maybe I'm
just not a great writer.

I... I only had one book in me,
you know. But you know what?

I'm okay with that.

Well, at least you
had your one shot.

Most people never even get that.

You got yours, Lady Hawk.

- You like being a teacher?
- Um, well, I've... I've grown to.

Um, I always used
to look at teaching

as the... the thing that you did

if you couldn't do the
thing you wanted to do.

So it's kind of a nice reminder

that my life is
steadily declining.

Lucky me. Catch you on
the down slide, huh?

Hey, did you talk
to Drew's mother?

- Uh, yeah. Yeah, I did.
- And? How did that go?

It was a... it was a car crash.

Oh, shit. I'm sorry.
Why? What happened?

I just, um, I fucked
it up, uh, and she's...

Oh, look, she's...

What about Frank?

Does he, you know, does
he ever talk to her?

Uh, no, he's the good cop.

You ever give yourself a break?

I mean, do you ever just get
to take time for yourself?

Are you about to tell
me I look exhausted?

No. No.

But it seems like you're
carrying a lot of heavy stuff,

and I, you know, I
wonder if anybody

ever does anything for you.

Listen...

Saturday is my birthday.
Not that I expect a gift,

but why don't you
let me take you out?

Where are we goin'?

I don't know, but I
will figure it out,

and I will surprise
you when I pick you up

at seven o'clock.

So, someone called
me the other night,

telling me that Katie was alive

and that they knew
where she was.

Oh, my God. Well,
what did they say?

If I wanted to find out where,

I'd have to give 'em
five thousand dollars.

Okay. Well, that's a scam.
That is... I don't like that.

You need to tell
Mare about that.

- Yeah.
- Yeah.

Yeah, you're right. I should.

Mare's not working
anymore, though.

What?

Yeah. I ran into
Jan Kelly at Kmart.

Mm-hmm.

Apparently, she had
some sort of breakdown.

You know, her family
stuff, her divorce.

Kevin.

I don't know.

I feel like I might've
played a part in all of that.

No. You did exactly what
any mother would do.

You did.

- Hey, Dawn.
- Hiya, Freddie.

You didn't tell me he
was back living here.

Yeah. He's been
living in the basement

the past few days.

Uh...

He overdosed on Friday.

Right in front of
DeSanto's Deli.

Police showed up with Narcan

and literally brought
him back from the dead.

Jesus. Why didn't you tell me?

With everything you've
got going on? No.

It's fine. It's fine. He's fine.

- Just...
- Bethy, come on.

Okay. Terrence does not...

I think he's just...

This whole thing is
ruining our marriage.

I don't know, like... I
just... He's my brother,

and I feel like if
he's here with me,

then I know that he's
not just out there.

It's okay. I'm fine. I'm sorry.

I'm not gonna do this right now.

Uh... Dinner's ready.

It's our first
sleepover together.

One, two, three, ta-da!

What do you think?
It's not bad, right?

- Right.
- For now?

Wanna go check out your bed?

- Yeah.
- Come on.

I even got you your
projector. For your stars.

What do you think?

I'm so happy you're here.

Hey, you hungry?

- Yeah.
- You wanna get some pizza?

Pizza, pizza, pizza.

So, wait, you still
like pizza, right?

- Right.
- Right.

Come on, let's see. Mm.

It was DJ's first
birthday yesterday, and...

I... I was going
through my old journals,

just re-reading entries
over the past year, and...

I'm just so tired and
exhausted all the time, and...

It's just like, some nights
I, like, seriously feel

like a terrible mother.

I want him to have a great life,

and I'm trying to
give that to him.

I just want so bad to
give him everything...

Kevin! Kevin, open the door.

I just wanna see if you have any
money! You told me you didn't,

- so I wanna see if you're a liar or not.
- Open this door, goddamnit!

You're not buying
drugs with my money!

Look at that!

You're a fucking liar, just
like I thought you were.

Fuck!

Lock it! Lock it! Lock
it, lock it, lock it.

What the fuck is your problem?

- Fucking give me my purse!
- Go! Carrie, run!

And don't think about getting...

- Don't fucking touch him!
- Kevin, stop!

What the fuck is wrong with you?

Please, stop it,
Kevin. Stop it, Kevin!

I fucking hate you!
Fucking hate you.

You stupid fucking bitch.

Hey.

He, uh, couldn't sleep.
Said he missed his turtle.

Hey. Hi. You okay?

- Yeah.
- You feel okay?

- Yeah.
- Okay.

Well, go on up to
bed, okay? Good boy.

- Thanks.
- I know it was you.

The drugs.

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

You know, I'm trying really
hard to get my life together.

So stop.

Just stop.

Mom.

Mom!

Mom!

Please!

I hate the cold.

Like, I seriously hate it.

It's funny, I didn't even
know there was any different

till I went down to Disney
World when I was, like, ten.

And it was like, "Wow."

"There are actual places that
never get cold," you know?

My sister and I, we must've
done that Space Mountain ride

like, ten times.

We'd just go on, get
off, get back in line.

Go on, get off,
get back in line.

My dad was like,

"I didn't pay all
this friggin' money

for you girls to go on one
ride. Do something else."

He was seriously
pissed about it.

This your first time doing this?

Uh, it's been three days
since we last saw Missy.

She left home Thursday
night around 7:00,

and we haven't heard
from her since then.

And, uh, we're just asking
anyone who knows anything

to please come forward,

and bring her home.

Local News Nine has
set up a tip line

for anyone with information

about the disappearance of
Missy Sager or Katie Bailey.

If you have any...

- Maybe it's a serial killer.
- Christ, Mom.

Well, I mean, it is
the third girl, Mare.

Just saying.

- Mare, will you...
- Don't say it, Mom. Just don't.

Don't say what?

Don't try and stop
me from going out

- and doing my job, okay?
- Mare.

Before you tell me
this is a bad idea,

have I ever listened
to a thing you told me?

I just wanted you
to get the popcorn

out of the microwave
before you leave.

Oh.

Ow! Hot.

I ran into Susan Foster
at the hardware store.

We hadn't seen each
other in a few months.

She was telling me that
she read the article

- about you.
- Yeah?

Her oldest daughter lives
over in Easttown now.

And I told her that you
had just been sent in

to help out on the
case of that poor girl

that they found
at Creedham Creek.

Her daughter thought
that was a good thing.

Yeah?

Apparently, there was another
missing girl last year.

- Katie Bailey.
- Right.

And everyone's up in arms

over how the police
are handling that case.

I don't think they understand
how hard of a case that was.

Mare's a good detective.

Is Mare the one
they just let go?

Yeah.

Well, it sounds like she
was maybe in over her head.

They're lucky they have you.

Bless us, O Lord...

And these thy gifts which
we're about to receive

from thy bounty through
Christ our Lord.

Amen.

- Hi.
- Hi.

- What are you doing here?
- Saw the news.

Right. Uh, come in,
come in, come in.

Mom, this is my Mare...
My partner, Mare,

Detective Mare Sheehan.
This is my mom, Judy.

Hello.

Hi, Mare. We were just
talking about you.

Are you hungry? We made plenty.

No, I'm... I'm good, thank you.

- Want a beer?
- Sure.

Great.

Thank you.

Okay. Missy Sager,

graduated top of her
class from Sun Valley.

Gymnastics, field
hockey, student council.

She enrolled in the nursing
program at Kutztown University.

Freshman year, she's
crossing the street,

an old lady runs a stop sign
and hits her. Fractures her hip.

Soon after, she starts
on Oxy, then morphine.

You know the rest of the story.

Her phone was shut off
at 2:23 a.m. Friday.

Social media accounts
all went dark as well.

No contact with her mom,
dad, sister, friends since.

Hauser doesn't think
these cases are related.

Missy Sager and
Katie Bailey maybe,

but not Erin.

Hauser my replacement?

He was our PT instructor
at the academy.

As a graduation gift,

all six of us took
a shit in his trunk.

So, come on. What do you think?

I think their lifestyles
are too different.

Katie and Missy
were drug abusers

who had turned to prostitution
to support their habit.

Both had active
Sidedoor accounts.

There's no evidence to suggest

that Erin was involved
in prostitution.

No evidence. But
she could have been.

Nothing turned up on
her phone or computer.

No postings,
pictures, or e-mails.

We know she needed the money
for her son's ear surgery.

ENT office told me
she scheduled it,

cancelled, twice.

If you're a teenage girl,

baby at home and
a dad like Kenny,

you're not gonna open
an account on Sidedoor

with pictures like this
on your own computer.

Trust me, teenage girls
are fucking sneaky.

Wanna tell me the real
reason they put you on leave?

One day. Right now, I just
wanna drink these beers

and talk about finding
these girls, if that's okay.

So, what we're
trying to figure out

is why Erin would lie to Dylan
about him being the father?

Why not just tell him the truth?

Because she always said how
nice his parents were to her.

How they were good people.

She liked the idea
of DJ always having

that kind of love in
his life, you know?

Did she talk about needing
money for ear surgery for DJ?

Just that she wanted
Dylan to pay for it.

But he kept telling her
he didn't have the money.

- Mm-hmm.
- Did she say

how she would get it if
Dylan couldn't pay for it?

Jess.

I understand you wanna protect
your friend, all right?

That's admirable.

But Erin's gone, sweetie.

So the only person you're
helping by keeping silent

is the person who killed her.

Same person who might've
killed two more girls.

Jess.

Did she tell you
how she was planning

on getting the money
for that ear surgery?

She asked me to create
an account for her.

She didn't wanna
make one at home

'cause she didn't want
her dad to find out.

Did you take those
pictures, sweetie?

It's okay.

Yeah.

But... she was only gonna
do it for a little while

until she saved up enough
money for the surgery.

Do what? Have sex with men?

Well, yeah. But she never did.

No, she told me that

she couldn't bring herself
to do it, you know.

Jess.

It's really important.

Are you sure she
never once went out

and met up with just, like,
even one of those guys

- who messaged her?
- No, I'm sure.

Okay. All right.

Do you have the
login and password?

Yeah.

- Shit.
- What's the matter?

I left my phone. Give me a sec.

Hey, just, uh... I had
something I forgot to ask.

Sure. Jess?

Jess, do you know where
she kept her journals?

Uh, there's a dresser in...
In the corner of her room.

And she keeps them in between
the two bottom drawers.

Okay. Thanks. Thanks.

Get a search warrant
over to Sidedoor

with every username that
messaged Erin's account.

They'll tell you
five business days.

Tell them you need it
by tomorrow morning.

- Yes, ma'am.
- Sorry. Old habits.

What are you doing
Saturday night?

Uh, this Saturday, I, uh

have a friend's birthday.

Okay.

Why?

No, just, uh... a buddy of
mine just opened a restaurant

in Kennett Square,
and I've been meaning

to check it out for a
while now, you know.

Are you asking me
on a date, Zabel?

I'm only asking if
the answer is yes.

- You have a minute?
- Yeah, come in.

Uh...

A reporter from the
Tribune just called.

He questioned me, uh,
about the circumstances

of your transfer here
to St. Michael's.

Well? What did you tell him?

Uh, told him everything I knew.

That I spoke with the
archdiocese at length

before agreeing to the transfer.

He's gonna write an article.

Our parishioners are
gonna find out, Mark.

I...

am responsible for protecting
the members of this parish.

I don't know what else
you want me to say, Dan.

I already told you
everything that happened.

- Everything?
- Yes.

Unless you don't
believe me anymore.

Of course. Good night.

Good night.

Not me. Not me!

Stop.

- Stop!
- Oh, is this the documentary?

- Yeah.
- Good smile.

Oh, my God. Kevin
looks so happy there.

So, you two were pretty close?

Mm. Sometimes, I felt like
he was my best friend,

and other times, I felt like
I didn't know him at all.

Mm. Have you figured out
what you wanna say yet?

I think it's my attempt
to try and understand

- why he did it.
- Mm.

It's not going very well.

How did you all get
through that? Damn.

We didn't. We fell apart.

Is that why you wanna stick
around here for college?

You're afraid if you leave,

everything will
fall apart again?

Don't live your life for
anyone else, Siobhan.

Well, I'm making
a little progress.

Yeah?

I always wanted to date
an older woman, so...

Oh. Well, actually,
no, that's bullshit.

I asked you out first.

I'll...

- Hi, Helen.
- Hi.

- Um, is Siobhan home?
- Oh, no, she went out.

Could I come in for a sec?

Yeah, sure. Sure,
yeah, come on in.

Um... So, I...

I guess you heard the news
that she broke up with me?

It's all right, hon.

I just don't... I don't
wanna lose her, you know?

She's like

the one good thing I have
in my shitty fucking life.

She's a very good
person, Siobhan.

Yeah, she's fucking amazing.

Sorry, she's...

Yeah, she's, like, really
amazing, and I just...

Yeah, I think I just
wanted to come here

and let her know that.

Oh, um... okay. Uh,
is she expecting you?

Yeah, um...

Yeah, she just texted saying
she was just out shopping

and she'd be home
in a few minutes.

Okay, well, uh, Drew's
asleep in his room,

so, um, why don't you
wait in the basement?

Uh, on the left.

Oh, yeah. Sorry.

I...

- I had a really nice time.
- Me, too.

Let's go inside.

Becca?

Becca. Becca! Wait, Becca!

No, no, no, no, no.

God. I'm so sorry!

Oh, my God. Gran? Gran?
Gran, are you okay?

Can you... can you call
an ambulance, please?

Can you hear me, Gran?

Oh, my God. Oh, my God.
Jesus fucking Christ.

What the hell?

Mom! Jesus.

- Is that it?
- Is that it?

Well, just... Sorry, no.

It's just the way Siobhan
sounded on the phone,

- I assumed it'd be a lot worse.
- Well, I'm sorry I'm not more maimed for you.

Come on, get her out
of this thing, Eddie.

She's got a papercut
on her forehead.

She's disoriented, Mare.
Didn't know what year it was.

Well, that's, you know,
nothing's new there.

We're gonna take her to
Riddle to have her evaluated.

- You wanna ride with her?
- Uh, I don't know. Sure.

Mom, you want me
to ride with you?

- Yeah.
- Okay.

Mom, wait!

Gran's asked for her purse.

- Okay.
- Yeah.

- You move the car, sweetie.
- Uh, yeah.

- Who is that?
- Um, just... just, uh, a friend.

Hi, friend.

- I'll call you later.
- Yeah.

All right. Okay.

- Who was that woman? Mom.
- Huh?

Who was that woman
with, uh, Siobhan?

It was... it was Becca.

No, that was not Becca.

Hello?

Katie's daughter's
middle name is Grace.

She has a tattoo of her
birthday on her ankle.

Do you believe me now, Dawn?

- Yes.
- Good.

Five thousand dollars
by tomorrow night.

I'll call you with instructions
where to drop the money, Dawn.

And if you go to the police,

all you're ever gonna find
of Katie are her bones.

News of another missing girl
has stoked fear in a community

already reeling from the
murder of Erin McMenamin

and the disappearance
of Katie Bailey.

Twenty-three-year-old
Missy Sager,

once a promising young
graduate of Sun Valley High,

whose life has taken a
dark turn in recent years,

left home on Thursday night
and has not returned since.

- Hi.
- What are they saying now?

Connected to the disappearance
of Katie Bailey, or the death...

Just everybody needs
to be careful, bud.

Now police are saying...

I don't want you and Moira walking
home from school anymore, okay?

Either me or Dad
will pick you up.

Okay.

Or has any information
regarding the case,

to please contact
them immediately.

Authorities have told us that
they are going to increase

patrols in the township.

In his press conference earlier,

Easttown Police Chief Carter
didn't go as far as to say

that all three
cases were linked,

but he is still
encouraging residents

to be vigilant in an effort to
prevent yet another tragedy.

You all right?

I'm supposed to check
on you. Doctor's orders.

Make sure you're not
getting any worse. Are you?

I don't feel any worse
then I usually do.

Good enough for me.

Oh, are you around Saturday
night to watch Drew?

Should be. Why?

- Uh, I have a date.
- The writer?

I don't know yet. Night.

What's that mean?

All right. The
babysitter is here.

Well, thanks for
helping me out, Bethy.

Any time. Any time.
I even bought pizza

- in case you're hungry, Kenz.
- Ooh, pizza, Kenz.

My shift ends at
midnight, Beth. Thank you.

- Be good, Kenzie.
- Be right back, honey.

Hello?

Get on the turnpike.

Take the State Road 903 exit.

Make a left at Harlan Road.

Head west for three miles.

You'll see a wooden fence

marking the edge
of the property.

There's a home there.

You'll find Katie
in the basement.

Shit. Oh, shit.

Shit.

Shit!

Fuck!

Freddie?

Sorry, Dawn.

Fuckin' sorry.

I told you to sleep in my bed.

Yeah, I tried that, but I...

Oh, my God.

- Oh, my God. What happened?
- I'm fine.

I just took a little spill
outside of the store.

Oh, my God, we... Do you
need to go see a doctor?

No, no, I'm fine.

Just let me sit
down for a minute.

Well, can I get you some...

Let me get you some
water or something.

Thanks.

It's just the radiation.
I feel dizzy all the time.

- Oh, I didn't know that.
- Mm-hmm.

Here.

Are you sure you don't want me
to take you to the hospital?

- 'Cause...
- Bethy...

- I'm fine.
- Honey, you don't look fine.

I'm fine.

Okay.

Did you ever call the police
about that person who...

Who called and said they
knew where Katie was?

Yeah.

Yeah. They agreed with you.

And they say it was
probably some scammer

looking to make some money.

Yeah. I'm sorry.

Uh...

It's okay. It's okay.
I'm okay. Thanks, Bethy.

Thank you.

No! No! No!

No!

Hey!

Hey!

No one can hear you in here.

Who are you?

I'm Katie. Katie Bailey.

So what can I do for you, Mare?

Two more girls are gone.

Please just ask around,
see if anyone suspicious

been on the streets
trying to pick 'em up?

Yeah, yeah, sure.

I brought you a gift basket.

Hoagies from Laspadas,
cheesesteaks from Coco's...

I know you like her. I see
the way you look at her.

Mare, uh... I'm showing
you all of my cards.

And you are showing me none.

I'm trying to help you out here.

Help me?

Or help yourself?

That's that priest I
was telling you's about.

Hey Father, I hear you got
yourself a little altar girl.

Yo, I'm talking to you,
you pedophile punk!

You remember anything
about the vehicle?

What can you tell us about him?

He smoked Winstons.

Mare.

I can feel it happening again.

Like panic, because expectation
from people would be something

I don't think I'm
good enough to be.

Maybe you could be
my mom for a second?

What's going on?

I didn't know when
you asked me before.

I swear I didn't know.

What didn't you know?

What'd you say to
that detective?

Nothing.

The three of us. We're
joined together forever.

So why don't you
get in the car?!

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