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Jane: In 2, 3, hold.

2, 3...

Out 2, 3...

And...

Breathe, 2, 3, hold.

2, 3...

Woman: Olive oil...

- Out...
- ...Yogurt.

2, 3...

[Man speaking Spanish,
mid-tempo music plays]

- In 2, 3...
- Young Jane: Apples require

cross-pollination by insects,
typically bees,

which freely visit the flowers
for nectar and pollen.

[Piano playing]

[Indistinct conversations]

- Jane: Breathe 2, 3...
- [Woman speaking indistinctly]

...Hold.

[Piano playing,
indistinct conversations]

[Glass shatters]

[Indistinct conversations]

[Heart beating]

- Jane: Hold, 2...
- A mix session, spotted.

- [Glass shatters]
- What's the hell's the matter with you?!

Great example for your daughters

throwing things at me.

Paper towels.

[Doorbell rings]

[Knock on door]

- Mommy, Mommy, Mommy!
- Hi!

- You're never gonna...
- How was the weekend?

- ...believe it!
- Hi, baby girl.

- What? What, what, what, what?
- Okay, okay.

I made a statue
for the one that Daddy lost.

Oh.

That was ages ago.

And that was for documentary.

Nobody cares about documentary, right?

I don't know. She wants to see it.

I tried to warn you
that school you sent her to

was filled with show-biz kids.

♪ Ba, ba da, daa ♪

Oh! I love it.

[Gasps]

It's so much better than the original.

- Way cooler.
- That's what Daddy said.

Well, that's because Daddy
lost the real one in a cab.

Ah, welcome home, my little cabra.

Come here. [Sniffs] Mm, stinky!

Let's go take a bath. Come on.

- Jane: How was the weekend?
- It was the best.

It just feels like we're just
getting started, you know?

I thought maybe I'd take her
up to Ojai tomorrow,

if that's all right with you.

Uh, tomorrow's Monday. She's got school.

Come on, Jane.

I really want her to see the cabin

just one more time before it sells.

It's not your day.

I don't really care whose day it is.

I just care what's best for my daughter.

Come on.

[Scoffs] You had her all weekend.

Look, I... I don't want to have to start

- quoting the agreement.
- The one I signed under duress?

- The one you signed in rehab.
- Six months sober, Jane.

I pee in a cup twice a week for you.

It's humiliating, but I do it.

Now, I can wait around
and take her with me now,

or I can come back in the morning.

She's going to school.

Actually, Jane,
you don't just get to decide...

No, no, actually, I really do.

No, don't close the door, Jane.

Don't you dare close the...

door!

[Sighs]

♪ Come down ♪

♪ It took too long ♪

♪ To get this high off the ground ♪

♪ Don't run, just stay a while ♪

♪ Come on, unh ♪

♪ Can't beat it, can't beat it,
can't beat it ♪

♪ Can't beat it
with the big bat though ♪

♪ Can't see her with this
pitch black Gucci frames on ♪

♪ Let me take these bitches off ♪

- ♪ Let me get the full scope, hold up ♪
- Uh, Bea?

I know. I'm sorry.

- I'm trying to find the clean version.
- [Music stops]

Thank you.

Bea, why don't you go, all right?

- We're good.
- Beatriz: Okay.

Her lunch is in the fridge.

She's got library tomorrow.

She needs to return her books.

They're overdue.

Beatriz: And she also has
hip-hop and piano.

- She really needs to practice.
- I'm on it.

And I'm working late
tomorrow and Wednesday.

- That's on there, right?
- Yes.

Okay. Lakey, say good night to Bea.

Big kisses. Bye kisses.

[Smooching]

You're gonna be good, right?

I'm always good.

Mwah! Bye.

- Bye.
- ♪ Unh ♪

♪ So hard to be doing what you
really meant for, beauty ♪

♪ Huh, but don't I make it look easy? ♪

♪ Now you drank up
all my liquor, come on ♪

♪ What I'm 'posed to do now? ♪

♪ What I'm 'posed to do now? ♪

♪ And you talkin'
all that sugar, come on ♪

♪ You gon' have to back it up ♪

♪ You gon' have to back it up ♪

♪ If I get too high now, sugar,
come on ♪

♪ I might never come down ♪

♪ I might never come down ♪

Jane: Butterflies often
take different forms.

Many species make use of
camouflage, mimicry,

and warning signals

to evade their predators.

- Mama?
- Mm-hmm?

Can we do secrets?

[Exhales sharply] Sure. Let's do it.

Let's do it.

Do you have any secrets?

Oh, I'm starting? Okay.

Um, let me think.

Mm, I don't know how to meditate.

I can't get the hang of it.

What does that even mean?

It means...

I have a really hard time
relaxing my mind.

[Chuckles]

Wait a minute.

Do you have a secret?

Sometimes, when I'm gone
and I'm with Daddy,

I miss you so much

that I think I want to go to heaven.

Oh, I know.

It's hard, right?

♪♪

[Smooches]

Also, I lied about brushing my teeth.

[Chuckles]

[Smooches]

If I sleep in your bed,
are you going to leave?

No, I promise.

♪ Amazing grace ♪

♪ How sweet the sound ♪

♪ That saved a wretch ♪

♪ Like me ♪

♪ I once was lost ♪

♪ But now ♪

♪ I'm found ♪

♪ Was blind ♪

♪ But now I see ♪

- Hey.
- Hey.

Aubrey, right?

Isabel.

I'm a friend of Red's.

Yeah, I heard.

Look, um, I know you guys
like to cut your stuff

with, you know, baby powder
and sea monkeys and stuff.

Nope.

It's good stuff.

Yeah?

I'll let you see for yourself.

Zan: Stuff is straight.

There's no baby powder in there.

Check it out. You tell me.

How much?

$75, like I said.

- Henry: Cut, cut, cut!
- Woman: Cutting!

Aubrey: Hey, Henry, you think
if you can get to that line...

Great. That's great, man, thanks.

Hey, guys.

That was great.
I really, really liked it.

Can I see that for a second?

Just... just... Can we just
hold here for a minute?

- All right, thanks.
- That felt good, man.

Seriously, that was bad-ass.

You know what? I don't like the gun.

- We got anything else?
- Let me check.

- Thanks.
- Yo, yo, hey, Carmen, hold up.

Are you sure about that?

That's the gun Jane picked out
in the props meeting.

I got it, Matt, thanks.

Hey, I got your text. What's going on?

- Oh, come on.
- Man: Actors...

What, are you kidding?

[Cellphone vibrating]

[Sighs]

Tell me you're on fire.

I'm sleeping.

What are you talking about? It's 9:00.

You're the one who told me

I had to get eight hours
once in a while.

That's ridiculous.

I would never tell you
to get eight hours sleep.

Thursday, lunch, fish tacos,

"Jane, it's a marathon.

You need to learn to pace yourself."

I was talking about the fish tacos.

[Scoffs] Look, once in a while,
we got to sprint, okay?

Everything's fine tonight, actually.

Tomorrow is our problem.

Jane: What do you mean?

Well, uh, the scene in the alley

is not gonna fly.

What?

The permit fell through,

and, uh, we can't do a rain tower.

It's the point of the whole episode.

It's a love scene.
You can put it anywhere.

Listen, we're gonna wrap by 11:00,

so as long as we got the new pages

- by 4:00, at the latest...
- 4:00?

- A.M.?
- [Laughs] Not 4:00 p.m.,

'cause we're gonna
shoot the thing tomorrow,

so I got to have the pages.

But I promised my kid
I wouldn't work tonight.

You know what?
I can always get Matt to write it.

Very funny.

[Chuckles]

I just took an Ambien.

That's great. You know what?
It'll keep you loose.

Okay. Listen, Jane, I know you.

With a little pressure,

you're gonna come up
with something even better.

Yeah.

[Cellphone clicks]

[Sighs]

♪♪

[Sighs]

♪♪

[Door opens, closes]

[Sighs]

[Baby monitor clicks, static]

[Static]

[Lake coughs]

Gus: We're soldiers, all right?

We take orders.

Doesn't always make sense.

Jane: So, you arrest these dealers,

you bring them in,
then what happens next?

We hand them over.

Up the chain.

That's where the bigger deals...

Girl: It's typical for you...

[Horn honks]

[Thunder rumbles]

[Breathes heavily]

- [Tires screeching]
- [Gasps]

Gus: Yeah, we try to do it after dark...

- [Grunts]
- ...so that no one knows,

- 'cause that's easier.
- Why?

Because then we can pretend
it didn't happen.

We can drink beer,
do stuff we shouldn't do,

say stuff we shouldn't say.

Well, we feel like garbage
in the morning,

- but it's narcotics.
- [Groans]

- It's chaos.
- Yeah.

Yeah, I get... I get that. Totally.

Yeah, I mean...

I mean, I can relate to some of that.

I can relate to...

[Sighs]

Um, well, the night is just good

for pretending
that something didn't happen?

[Laughs]

Whoa, whoa. Why are you laughing?

It's just you're very intense.

- You're very intense, too.
- [Sighs]

[Indistinct conversation over computer]

Hi, it's me.

Are you still working?

♪♪

- P.J.: Hey.
- Jane: Hey.

- You okay if I pull it in?
- Yeah.

Thanks for coming.

I know it's late.

It's only 12:30.

This is my rush hour.

- Wet.
- Yeah.

Cats and dogs.

[Chuckles]

"Bloodbath at the casita"...
that's a hot choice.

It's gonna be expensive.

Yeah.

Had to put some fees into the budget.

Wait. You put your own money
into the show?

- Yeah.
- For what?

A crane? A few squibs?

A hundred extras for a shot
no one's gonna remember?

[Scoffs] Rookie mistake, my friend.

OPM... Other People's Money.

Seriously, all anyone cares about

is who's got a secret
and who's screwing who.

All right, check this out.

I got two people, a man and a woman,

number 1 and 2 on the call sheet.

They've hated each other for...

I don't know... eight episodes?

And now I've got to get them together.

I had them in a dive bar,

drinking a ton, arguing.

It starts to rain,
he walks her out in the rain.

- She doesn't want to go...
- Lame.

What do you mean "lame"?
It's not lame. It actually happened.

Yeah, but that doesn't mean it's good.

Put them at work.

That's where all
the real stuff goes down.

You're too young to know this, P.J.,

but work is really boring.

Yeah, well, not for me.

I show up, and I see it all.

"I love you, I hate you,

I actually want to jump your bones.

I'm tired, I'm scared, I deserve this."

Just a billion little secrets
keeping people going.

I'm out of addys.

Sunday night,
a lot of people on deadlines.

Really?

Is this gonna work for you?

- Yeah.
- Yeah?

Just put it on your tab?

- That okay?
- Totally.

Her office, blinds down, on the floor.

Just like that, huh?

Boom. Just like that.

[Exhales sharply]

Okay, okay, okay, here we go.

What are we doing? Where are we at?

[Thunder crashes]

[Moaning]

- [Cries]
- Lake: Mama, can we do secrets?

[Piano plays]

♪♪

Put them at work.

I love you.

I hate you.

♪♪

[Blows]

[Baby monitor crackles]

[Grunts]

Lakey?

[Pounding on door]

Lake?!

Oh, my God.

Oh, my God.

Oh, my God.

Oh, my God.

[Glass shatters]

Lake!

Lake! Lake!

I'm coming, sweetheart.

I'm so sorry, honey.

♪♪

Jane: Pete, it's me again, okay?

This is like the 15th time
I've called you.

- Just please call me back.
- [Car door closes]

- It must have been Pete.
- Ali: What?

He came in while I was working.

He wanted to take her to Ojai,
and I said no.

You just changed the locks, right?

Yeah, I know, but... I don't know.

May... Maybe he got a key from Lake.

And the sliding glass door was open.

- I don't know.
- Wait. Wait.

How did you not...

Did... Did you hear him come in?

No.

I was in the shed.

[Scoffs]

- Look, I was 10 feet away, okay?
- It's okay.

I had to write a scene for tomorrow.

It's okay. It's okay. It's okay.

- You looked everywhere?
- Yes. No.

I've looked everywhere,

- every... every corner.
- Okay.

- What are you doing? Who are you calling?
- Hi. I'd like...

I'd like to report a missing child...

- Oh, my God, get... Ali.
- ...at 696 Laurelvale Drive.

- Ali!
- She was taken from her bed

- somewhere in the last three hours.
- [Sighs]

We suspect it was a parental abduction.

- Oh, my God.
- Yes, yes. Her father.

[Sighs]

Lake Sadler-Greene. She's 8 years old.

No, I'm... I'm her aunt.

[Door opens]

_

Hey.

What are you doing?

Um, I was just blowing out the candle.

Okay, well, they're gonna
be here any second.

I didn't ask you to call the police.

Jane, he cannot do this.

Pete cannot come into your house

and take your daughter
without asking you.

This is serious. [Sighs]

You still want full custody, right?

- Of course I do.
- Stop protecting him.

He's taken her from school
without telling you.

He doesn't bring her back
on the weekends.

This is, what, the third time
that he's come into your house?

It needs to be reported.

Jane, it needs to be for real now.

Okay. Take an Advil. Brush your teeth.

Whatever you need, okay?

I got this. I'll meet you in there.

Thanks.

[Bag rustling, glass clinking]

♪♪

[Exhales sharply]

[Footsteps approaching]

[Insects chirping]

Cumulus.

Right?

Yeah.

Mid-level.

One part's darker than the other.

Could mean more rain.

Pete's got her, right?

Of course he does.

[Doorbell rings]

Okay.

- I'll make coffee.
- Okay.

[Inhales sharply]

Ali: It's simple.
Her ex is off the rails,

he's obsessed with their daughter,

and he's claiming to be sober, but I...

Actually, I think he is.

[Scoffs]

- Um...
- Bird. John Bird,

Robbery Homicide.

Robbery Homicide?

W-Why Robbery Homicide?

Local guys were kind of tied up.

These are my colleagues,

Buddy Fontana, Nickole Bilson.
They'll be helping me out today.

Well, it's nice to meet you.

Actually, that's really stupid.

It's not nice to meet you.

It's actually terrible to meet you.

- Ms. Sadler...
- Jane.

You okay to take a seat, Jane?

- Yeah.
- All right.

Thank you. Oh.

Okay, here's what we're gonna do.

First we're gonna search your house.

Then we're gonna call Lake's father.

Now, do you want to dial,

or are you okay if I dial?

Ali: Can you do it?

He needs to understand this is not okay.

You okay with that?

Yeah, that's fine.

[Birds chirping]

Here.

[Line ringing]

Hey. You've reached Pete.

[Line beeps]

Mr. Greene, this is Detective John Bird.

- I'm calling you about your daughter.
- [Sighs]

We're really hoping
she's with you right now.

I'm sending a detective over now.

Her name's Nickole Bilson.

She'll be at your place in 15 minutes.

As soon as you get this message,

I want you to call me back
on this number.

It's my direct line.

[Door closes]

Sorry.

- Ms. Sadler?
- Jane: I'm in here.

[Birds chirping]

What you looking for?

My feet are cold.

I was just looking for my sneakers.

They're striped.

Your sister said, uh,

- no one else came by tonight.
- No.

Just my nanny...

uh, Lake's nanny... Bea Mendez.

She... She left at 7:00.

She comes on Sunday?

Well, she comes every day.

I work a lot.

No one else? No friends?

- No pizza delivery guys, groceries?
- No, no one.

Hmm.

Broken glass in the side door...

- that's how he got in?
- No. That was me.

I, uh... I was coming in
from the backyard.

Why?

I was in the shed. I was working.

How long?

Uh, I don't know,

maybe an hour at the most, 2:30, 3:30.

I had the baby monitor.

I-I left the...
the sliding glass door open,

but then it was locked.

When I came back in, it was closed.

I don't know.
I don't know what happened.

What about the house keys?

I don't know.
Everyone has a key to this house...

my nanny, my assistant,
my sister, my kid,

uh, the gardener, probably.

What about your ex? He got some?

I don't know. He's not supposed to.

Listen, uh, at some point,

we're probably gonna need access

to your computer and your e-mails.

Yeah. I mean, of course.

That's fine.

Think these might be
what you're looking for.

Oh, thank you.

By the way, how's that show
of yours coming?

How do you know about that?

It's a cop show. I'm a cop.

- Oh, there's a lot of cop shows.
- Yeah.

The last one that you did

brought down the entire
San Diego police department.

That was a documentary.

This is fiction.

Narcotics guys

are still pretty worked up about it.

They shouldn't be.

I made it all up.

[Doorbell rings]

- [Door closes]
- Jane? I'm here!

What's with the Charger in the driveway?

Sister mother! [Chuckles]

Hi. Oh.

See, I figure, since Jane's,
like, my mother

and you're, like, her sister.

Ah, okay.

- Hi, Casey.
- Uh...

12 scenes, 4 unit moves, 3 cameras,

and we've probably got
a partridge in a pear tree.

Thank you.

Nice scene last night, by the way.

It came in at like 4:00 in the morning.

- I honestly don't know how she does it.
- Yeah.

Vitamins... 40-plus One A Day,

a few celebrity mags.

I know you don't read that trash,

- but it's petty cash, so...
- Hi.

Uh, Detective,
this is my assistant Casey.

Hey.

Can you walk me through
the next two hours?

Detective Bilson's currently
over at your ex's.

As soon as he shows up, we'll call you.

Okay. And then?

Then you come down to the station,

- give your statement.
- Great.

Do you care where I am until then?

I'm gonna give you all
my phone numbers and everything.

- Jane...
- No! No.

A month ago,

he wouldn't bring her home
after his weekend,

and I lost five days
to court orders and lawyers,

none of which stuck because apparently

it was all just a big
misunderstanding on my part.

I lost five days,
and it cost production $200,000.

He wants me to freak out,
lose a day, lose a week,

just completely lose it.

I'm not doing it, not again.

- As long as we know where to find you.
- Great.

Okay. I will stay here.

Or do you want me to come with you?

- I'll can...
- No. No, no. It's fine.

I mean, you're only gonna be gone,
what, a couple hours?

- Yeah.
- Okay.

I'll wait until Bea gets here, okay?

- Thanks.
- Yeah.

Okay. Thank you.

[Birds chirping]

What is going on?

Just drive, all right?

[Engine starts]

- ♪ Play it again ♪
- Oh, my God. Casey.

♪ Play it again ♪

Rod sent it over for the opening of 106.

He was hoping you'd sign off.

What does he have for the ending?

- ♪ Play it again ♪
- ♪ What? ♪

[Chorus singing in foreign language]

Jane.

We're not talking about this.
I'm working.

Honestly, I could kill him.

[Singing continues]

Double blues are out.

- You want a coffee or a latte?
- Carmen: Thank you, Jane.

I'm sorry we couldn't get the alley.

- We tried.
- I know. I know. It's fine.

Can we get an ETA on Henry?

Jane: Morning.

Hey, boss, nice work
on the double blues.

Thanks.

Casey, can I have a hard copy?

- One sec.
- Here. Take mine.

It's not watermarked.

Mackenzie advanced me a copy.

It was 5:00 a.m.

I hadn't finished proofing yet.

I don't care.

Nobody gets a script
without a watermark.

Am I clear?

Yeah.

[Cellphone vibrating]

- How we doing for tomorrow?
- Matt: Not good.

This new scene you wrote

has serious repercussions, man.

I mean for tomorrow and Wednesday.

- Mm-hmm.
- We noodled with it,

but it's kind of tricky
when you're not in the room.

Matt, I'm always in the room.

No, I just mean this morning.

You know, we all got here
at 7:00 like you asked.

[Knock on door]

[Door opens]

"I get it.

We're soldiers.

We take orders.
We trust in the greater good"?

- Hey. Hi. We're in a story meeting.
- "Doesn't always make sense."

I'm sorry, guys. Can we talk about this?

[Cellphone vibrating]

Um, I'm gonna come find you, okay?

Jane, it's a new scene,
it's an important scene,

and it shoots first up.

I could really use a minute.

Okay.

Have fun.

Man: Yeah, I'm just gonna
go unlock it right now,

so, all right... waiting room...

[Indistinct conversations]

Ali: Thank you.

What happened?

- How are you?
- [Sighs heavily]

I've been with the police since 5:30.

- It's a nightmare.
- No word from Pete?

No. His phone is off.
They're going over there.

I'm amazed Jane let you
call the cops on him.

I didn't give her a choice.

Millie, we're here. We're late.

[Door closes]

Tom: [Sighs]

Hey, are you... are you sure
you still want to do this?

'Cause we could postpone,
put it off till next month.

Are you kidding me?
Let's ultrasound this bitch.

Let's find us some follicles.

I'm feeling lucky.

- You feeling lucky?
- Always.

- [Horn honks]
- [Car door opens]

- You got to stop calling me.
- Then start answering.

I was with an actor... [scoffs]

changing an exclamation point to a dash.

Honestly, I cannot juggle one more egg.

Everyone's so damn fragile.

"Careful. Don't drop me.
I'm just a little egg."

Sadler, I asked you not to do this.

I told you everything I knew,
everything.

- You said you understood.
- I did.

- I do.
- No.

I read the latest draft.
It's the casita story.

It's practically word for word.

- You barely changed their names.
- Well, that's what I do.

I-I take the stuff that people give me,

and I... and I spin it
into something, you know?

It may not be gold,
but it's certainly something.

You didn't spin it into nothing.
It's all true.

It's everything I told you
off the record...

narcotics detectives,
taxing drug dealers,

holding up casitas,

all the moves, all the plays.

You're basically making
another documentary.

I have protected you
every step of the way.

Nobody is going to know
this came from you.

Gus...

we're making something scary here,

something true.

It's important.

Pete took my kid again.

- What?
- Middle of the night.

[Cellphone vibrating]

Hello.

Carmen: Boss, 39-apple...
rehearsal's up.

Okay. I'll be right there.

- I'm sorry. I got to go.
- Would you...

Just don't call me anymore
today, okay? Just today.

It's all gonna be fine.

I promise you.

Man #1: Okay, you got that?

[Indistinct conversations]

Carmen: Everybody settle.

Picture's up!

- Rolling!
- Man #2: Sound speed.

Man #3: Scene 39-A, take one. Marker.

[Clapboard clacks]

Henry: And... action!

What's going on with you?

It's fine, all right? I get it.

We're soldiers.

We take orders.

We trust in the greater good.

Doesn't always make sense.

No, it doesn't, does it?

Isabel: What are you doing?

Sharing secrets.

I don't have any secrets.

Oh.

I don't believe that.

That sounds a little poetic to me.

- Dominic: My dad was a Green Beret.
- I don't think so.

- I think it plays really well.
- Maybe ask him to do another one,

- mess it up a little bit.
- Let's finish this,

- and we'll run it back, okay?
- Okay.

- Great. Okay?
- Okay.

Isabel: What are my secrets?

Hmm? You think you know me.

[Monitor clatters]

[Cellphone vibrating]

Hello?

Hi. John Bird, LAPD.

Henry: And cut!

You have her? I'm on my way.

Bird: She's not here.

[Indistinct conversations]

Carmen: We're gonna set up to run again.

- What?
- Detective?

As of now, your ex's story checks out.

What do you mean, his story?

I mean, my God,
he could tell you anything.

It's just a story, right?

He says he was with a friend
until 4:00 a.m.

- Oh, come on.
- Just spoke with her on the phone.

- She's confirmed it.
- Oh, come on. What?

Now, I'll speak to her
in person, obviously.

We've got the local guys
checking out the cabin in Ojai,

but if Lake's not there,

we're gonna need to open this up...

grid search, security footage...

- Oh, my God.
- ...call forensic in for a full sweep.

[Exhales sharply]

You need to go home.
I'll see you there in 30.

Okay.

[Exhaling sharply]

♪♪

- Matt: Jazzy Jeff, I love it.
- Man: I told you it was going well.

Jane, let us run something
by you, all right?

It's the new "B" story...
since you're not gonna be here.

I really have to go.

Wha... Okay, well, listen,

while... while you're driving,
picture this, okay?

Instead of the whole car-jacking angle,

which is cool, but it's low-stakes...

You got bad guys in masks.

Who really cares about that, right?

- Man: Yeah, it's cliché.
- Woman: Right.

- I'm not listening to you right now.
- What if they take Isabel's kid, huh?

- You hear that?
- Isabel doesn't have a kid.

Well, not yet,
but we'll make it a reveal.

We get a tatted-up dealer, right,

goes into Isabel's apartment,
grabs her 2-year-old girl.

Well, we'll make her, what, 4 or 5?

That way, she can really act.

But come on. Either way, it's a monster.

Lost girl makes us care, right?

Yeah?

Matt: Oh, whoa, whoa.

[Vomiting]

Casey: Jane, hey.

- Oh, my God.
- [Coughs, gasps]

Ornamental, no fruit, no shade.

All they do is suck up water.

- What?
- Palm trees.

Uh... you know that
I love your daughter, right?

I do.

I've spent the last six months
of my life in her life.

She would have called out.

And I would have heard her.

Not if you were in the shed.

3:00 in the morning, big glass of wine,

cranking out yet another scene.

♪♪

[Phone line ringing]

[Conversing in Spanish] _

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[Police radio chatter]

What the hell are you doing here?

I want to tell you a story.

Jane...

[Exhales sharply]

...five years ago, Lake was almost 3.

You and I were trying
to have another kid.

I had to go to New York.

I'm not even sure why.

I'm on the plane.

The plane starts dipping and bumping,

and, I mean, we're going down.
Everybody knows it.

Some people start praying.

Some people started screaming.

Some people started
trying to call their kids.

Do you know what I was doing, Jane?

I was thanking God that it was all over.

I'd never felt such relief
in my whole life.

You never told me that story.

Well, now I drink tea.

Tea, Jane.

I wake up, I work out, I make music,

and I drink 11 different types of tea.

Now, Jane,

if there is something
that you want to say,

if you're ready to confess,

if... if you're ready to admit that...

- that you are drowning...
- I'm drowning?

- Yes, Jane, you are drowning.
- I'm not drowning.

- Then Jane, Jane...
- Know what? I'm not gonna listen to this.

Jane, where is...
where is my little girl, Jane?

- You tell me where she is.
- You're asking me where she is?

Yes. Let me guess.
You were in the back shed.

The baby monitor is on.

You have a bottle of wine,

real mother-of-the-year kind of stuff.

Oh, please. You know what?
I never said I was that.

- I never claimed to be that.
- Yeah, that would be lying, wouldn't it?

You'd be lying, Jane.

- Where is my baby girl, Jane?
- What are you talking about?!

- You tell me where my baby girl is!
- Why are you telling me this?

Tell me where she is, Jane, right?

You tell me what you were
doing last night, Jane!

- Hey, get your hands off!
- You know what you were doing last night!

- Bird: Get your hands off!
- [Groans]

- No, no, no, no!
- Get him.

- Pete: I want to know where she is!
- No, no, no, no, no.

- Wait. Wait. Wait. Wait.
- Go in the house, Jane.

- Don't hurt him. Don't hurt him.
- Jane, go in the house.

Go in the house.

- Pete: Real mother of the year!
- Put him in the car.

Go show them your award!

Mother of the year, Jane!

Jane: [Sobbing]

That shouldn't have happened.

[Breathes deeply]

- Did you let him go?
- I did.

[Crying]

Okay, look,
I'm gonna have to drive you in.

In where?

My office.

Forensics found something.

What? What do you mean?

[Exhales sharply] What do you mean?

I'm gonna need to talk it through.

[Exhales sharply]

Well, wha... What about Ojai?

You mean you didn't
find anything in Ojai?

- Nothing.
- Nothing?

The Ventura sheriffs
did a thorough search

of the property
and the surrounding area.

They've got somebody
sitting on the cabin now.

I'm sorry.

[Exhales sharply]

I'll be out front when you're ready.

[Breathing heavily]

♪♪

Ali: Maybe he has her with
one of his friends somewhere

or at his sister's...
his sister lives in Monterey...

or just, you know,
he has someone watching her

at... at a hotel,
in a hotel room somewhere.

Listen, I'm gonna need you
to sit right here.

I need to speak with Jane alone.

[Police radio chatter]

♪♪

Monitor's pulled out of the wall,

no visitors, no prints.

You were in the shed

from, what, 2:30 to 3:35 in the morning?

That's our timeline... one-hour window.

Then there's this...

cocaine.

Found it in a guitar in the shed.

'69 Gibson... that's a nice piece...

except for the fact
that the back was caved in.

It's Pete's.

The guitar, I mean.

- I-I don't play the guitar.
- Nickole: Bird...

You got a moment?

Yeah, I got a minute.

[Clears throat]

What you got?

[Exhales sharply]

[Indistinct conversations]

♪♪

[Siren wailing in distance]

Pop quiz...

what do you call a baby koala?

P.J.: I don't know, man.
I'm just here to re-up.

A joey.

- [Chuckles] Pretty random, huh?
- Yep.

Cops are out hard tonight.

Levon already got picked up.

Oh, it's cool. I'm good.

Anyway, a few more days and I'm retired.

- To do what?
- Write.

I got an in... one of my clients.

You actually used to sell to her ex.

Who's that?

Doesn't matter.

All right, my little joey,

be careful out there, all right?

All right.

[Indistinct speaking on TV]

[Door opens]

Kath, is that you?

[Door closes, keys clatter]

[Footsteps approaching]

Hey.

Are you okay?

I'm just glad you're here.

Yeah. Me too.

Look, I told them what you said
when they called.

I said I was here till 4:00.

You were here until 4:00.

Baby...

I left at 1:30, remember?

Jane still doesn't know about us, right?

I mean, I haven't told her anything,

- but maybe she knows something.
- Come on.

She barely even knows your real name.

Cops said they need
to talk to me in person...

maybe even tonight.

Listen, this is gonna be fine.

You and I just need to stick together.

That's all.

What does that even mean?
[Chuckles nervously]

It means you left at 4:00.

♪♪

[Police radio chatter]

Ms. Sadler, why don't you
take a look at this?

What?

Two houses down from you, 12:53 a.m.

Can you pause it?

[Keys clacking]

[Indistinct conversations]

Any idea who it is?

He may have seen something,
know something.

You told me you were still in the house

at, what, 12:56, right?

We need to open up the timeline.

Why?

Because I lied to you.

I went into the shed at 10:00.

That's, uh, 10:00 to 3:35...
almost six hours.

What about the kid on the bike?

I've never seen him before.

Man: "Three... Watts Towers
standing tall above the rest.

Four... avocados...
California grows the best.

Five... mariachis,
music rich with traditions."

I don't like this book. It's babyish.

Why didn't my mom
pack one of my normal books?

She must have forgotten.

Bedtime, okay?

[Ominous music playing]

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