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(Insect buzzes)

(Gasping)

(Breathing heavily)

(Chomping)

(Goats bleating)

(Indistinct conversations
in Asian language)

(Motor roaring, horn honking)

(Conversations continue, chicken clucking)

(Bicycle bell rings)

(Speaking Chinese)

(Speaking Chinese)

Is she dead?

(Shouting in Chinese)

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(Horn honks in distance)

(Glass shatters)

(Glass clinks) Another one bites the dust?

She wanted someone with more ambition.

- You mean money?
- Yeah. That, too.

You seen Kessler?

You know, normal people
don't work on Saturdays.

What is it?

A repatriation.
Subject's over at the airport.

- Needs a ride to HHS.
- I can do it.

It's a kid.

I'm just gonna be the chauffeur.

Whole thing should take
two hours tops, right?

Yeah. Sure.

(Roaring)

(Man speaking indistinctly over PA)

(Man) This kid showed up
in a village in rural China,

out of nowhere.

Nothing but farms and rice paddies

for hundreds of miles.

No ID, no passport.

(Man) What's the kid say?

That's the thing. Nothing.

Hasn't said a word since we found him.

- Nothing?
- Traumatized, I guess.

From what?

Kidnapping, human trafficking...

- who knows?
- So what do you know about him?

Appears to be American.

Mansfield panthers is
a baseball team in Missouri.

And no "Missing person" hits in the state

or the rest of the country.
We sent notice.

Also, the name "Jacob" is written in pen

on the inside collar of his jersey.

Seems to respond to it.

So he could have parents.

At least someone who cares for him.

We did everything that we could...

checked visas into China
going back a year. Nothing.

Nothing?

Jacob?

I'm agent J Martin Bellamy.

You can call me Marty.

Thanks.

Mm-hmm.

Ready?

Hungry?

(Indistinct conversations)

Guess you got sick of rice, huh?

♪

You like games?

Got a whole folder of 'em.

(Cell phone beeps, buttons click)

Check it out.

♪

Donkey Kong?

You like the classics.

Man after my own heart.

(Video game music playing)

You can just toggle right there.

(Slurps)

(Video game whirring and beeping)

So how the heck did you end up in China?

(Video game bloops)

Don't worry about it.

You can play it in the car.

♪

"Arcadia"?

Arcadia, Missouri?

Is that where you're from?

(Man) This is the Arcadia County Sheriff.

How you doing?
This is Agent Bellamy.

I already have the details in front of me.

Whoever you think you have,

there's no missing kids
named Jacob that belong here.

No missing kids at all.

Are you sure?

Because I have a boy here,
and he's indicated that...

Good luck with your search.
(Line disconnects)

Sheriff?

(Cell phone beeps)

(Beep)

(Line rings, click)

(Woman) You've reached Adoption Services.

Our hours are 9:00 to 5:00
Monday through Friday.

If this is regarding
a weekend drop-off,

please hold for a representative.

You've reached Adoption Services.

Our hours are 9:00 to 5:00
Monday through Friday.

You have a home or not?

If this is regarding
a weekend drop-off...

People that look after you?

You've reached Adoption Services.

Our hours are 9:00 to 5:00
Monday through Friday.

If this is regarding
a weekend drop-off,

please hold for a representative.

(Line clicks)
(Man) Adoption Services. Can I help you?

Hello?

Anybody there?

Hello?
(Beep)

(Sighs)

If I took you to Arcadia,

could you show me the way
to get to your house?

You owe me big-time.

(Click)

(Engine starts)

(Bell clanging)

(Crow cawing)

(Church bell tolling)

(Tolling continues)

(Scissors snipping)

(Birds chirping)

(Children shouting indistinctly)

"Perspicuous."

Repetitive.

Nope.

Tiresome?

Not even close.

How about downright annoying?

(Chuckles)

Stay in the car.

(Doorbell rings)

(Clears throat) Fred said
he'd return that chain saw.

Mr. Langston?

I've been called worse.

Are you the only Mr. Langston
who lives here?

Far as I know.

Father of Jacob?

What's this about?

I'm Agent Bellamy

with the Immigration
and Customs Enforcement Agency.

Did your son go missing, sir?

Why?

I have him. He's okay.

Well, that would be fairly unlikely.

My son died 32 years ago.

Uh...

my apologies,
Mr. Langston.

There's obviously been a mistake.

Hello there.

What's red and green and goes
a million miles per hour?

Frog in a blender.

Daddy!

(Gasps)

Honey, who is it?

(Whispers) Jacob?

My son...

he was 8.

He was playing down by the river,

out behind the woods.

He just fell in.

His aunt Barbara, my brother's wife,

was walking the baby nearby,

and she went in to save him, and...

neither made it.

I'm very sorry to hear that,
Mr. Langston.

But what does that have to do
with the boy inside?

I don't know.

(Video game beeping and whirring)

(Door closes)

(Beeping and whirring continues)

You look different.

Jacob.

(Exhales)

(Sobbing)

You're in Missouri?

Marty, all you had to do
was take him to HHS.

I know, but...

State had no idea
what they were dealing with.

Which is what?

They didn't see what I'm seeing.

A couple in their 60s?

- At least.
- You need to bring him back

before they arrest you for kidnapping.

The kid's obviously not theirs.

Toni, listen,

either all these people are suffering

some mutual delusion...

Or what?

Marty?

I'll call you back.

(Cell phone beeps)

(Camera shutter clicks)

(Engine turns off)

(Camera shutter clicks)

Hey!

What are you doing?

I told you feds on the phone
that you had the wrong kid.

You just show up here
and you start harassing

- my brother's family over what...
- Fred, calm down.

Just be quiet for a second, Henry.

Listen to me.

I said I got this, Henry.

I want you to explain to me

why a federal agency

would issue a report for a boy
who died 32 years ago.

Is this some kind of sick joke?

- Now stop it.
- Hi, Uncle Fred.

(Gasps)

Wh...

(Exhaling rapidly)

(Moans)

(Grunting and panting)

- Call a doctor.
- Oh, my God!

(Box thuds) Call Maggie!

(Gasping)

Oh, no, no, no. No, no, no.
(Dials)

(Man speaking indistinctly over PA)

(Elevator bell dings)

Dad?

Dad?

- Hey.
- Hi, sweetheart.

What's going on?

Just take a look at him.

Make sure there are
no signs of abuse or coercion.

Coercion?

Somehow, this kid seems to
believe they're his parents.

Or he's just pretending.

Okay.

Hi, Jacob.

I'm Maggie.

I'm just gonna check
your heartbeat real quick, okay?

Can you lift your shirt up for me?

Thank you so much.
Good job.

(Click)

(Thumps)

I heard you had quite an adventure

these last few days, huh?

I guess.

I heard you ended up all the way in China.

Do you remember how you got there?

(Heart beating rapidly)

(Breathing unevenly)

Jacob?
Are you all right?

(Breathing heavily)

You look like my Aunt Barbara.

Did you know her?

I...

I tried to help her.

I tried, but I slipped, and I fell in.

Do you mean

you fell in and she went in after you,

right?

Jacob...

did somebody tell you this story?

He was there, too.

"He" who?

The man.

He was holding her arm and...

(Breathing unevenly)

Jacob, are you afraid of something?

Or someone?

(Brakes squeal)

Where you headed?

Arcadia.

What's in Arcadia?

I got a kid there.

- Marty?
- Yeah. The kid seems okay.

He's a ward of the federal government.

What if his real parents
come looking for him?

I'm keeping a close eye on him,
but I need more time.

Okay. Fine.
Get a DNA test.

When it comes back and it's not a match,

you need to remove the boy.

- Okay?
- Yeah.

(Cell phone beeps) We've always been
with him when he's had a seizure.

Remember?

- Lucille.
- Tom.

I'm so glad you came.

Of course.

Is everything all right?
What is it?

It's a miracle.

How could this boy have known all that?

About mom?
About the drowning?

There was no other man.

Jacob fell in.

Your mom went in after him.
That's what happened.

(Bellamy) How is he?

- Is he okay?
- He looks a bit sleep-deprived,

but, you know, other than that,
he's a normal, healthy boy.

I took some blood samples,

so, of course, we'll run some tests,

run a DNA comparison.

I have some friends at the Bureau.

I'll call their lab.
We'll put a rush on the test.

Great.

Either of you guys have any theories

as to who this boy is?

I've heard of cases

where parents will believe almost anything.

And as far as what Jacob knows...

I can only assume he's been coached.

Of course he has.

I mean, what else could it be?

Is there anything you can think
of that you haven't told me?

Is there anything that you haven't told us?

Now, you brought the boy here.

I can assure you,
I'm just as in the dark as you.

All I want is the truth.
I'll need to see any records,

police reports, autopsies...

anything relevant to
Jacob Langston's death.

We'll open the county records office

first thing in the morning,

and I'll talk to Officer Cuesta,

and I'll make sure

that the DNA samples get to the lab.

Appreciate it.

Ah.

You haven't seen him, Tom.

Look, all I'm saying

is we shouldn't jump to conclusions, okay?

Sometimes things happen in the world

that are meant to test our faith.

Right.
That's all. Great.

So when can we see him?

Well, he needs some rest,

so we'll have to keep him here for a while.

Right. Well, we'll stay.

I meant overnight.

All right.

No.

I said we'll stay.

(Water gurgling)

(Exhales)

(Cup thuds)

Who are you?

I'm Tom. Tom Hale.

That's not your name.

(Chuckles) It's not?

That's my best friend's name.
We like to play war together.

(Boy giggling)
(Boy) Look. He's flying.

He's flying.
GI Joe to the rescue.

- It's my turn.
- You can't catch him.

Did I die?

What?

Did we all die?

(Woman) Jacob!

What are you doing out of bed?
Excuse me, Pastor.

Most boys would be sleeping for
days after a seizure like that.

(Belle & Sebastian's "The Model" playing)
(Knock on door)

(Dog barking in distance)

Hey, Maggie.

Hi, Ray.

You looking for my sister?

Yeah.

She's out back.

Okay. Thanks.

Hey, Ninja caught a rat.

Yeah. A big one.

That's great.

Yeah, it's in the barn.
You wanna see it?

That's okay.

- Thanks, Ray.
- Hey, Mags.

Hey.

Ray, dinner's in 30.
You want to get cleaned up?

Yeah, sure.
(Faucet turns on, water running)

You all right?

I need to talk to you.

But that's not possible, right?

I mean, there's gotta be some
sort of explanation.

I don't know. This wasn't
exactly in my medical boards.

I told you, you should've
gone to law school.

(Scoffs)

This is really bothering you.

It... you know, it's just...

I know I should care about who this boy is

and how this is all possible,

but I can't stop thinking about
what happened to my mother.

You know what happened.

But what if there's more to it?

When my father died,

I kept wishing there was
some sort of bigger reason.

Well, this is different.

You had 19 years with your dad.

I never even knew my mother.

Doesn't make it any easier.

I know.

It's just...

I was talking to this boy,

and I imagined myself there,

in my carriage by the river.

And I realized that a part of me
has always felt guilty.

Guilty? Why?

'Cause if she hadn't taken me
for a walk that day,

maybe she wouldn't have fallen in.

(Crying)

And maybe then my father
wouldn't look at me sometimes

like he blames me, too.

(Monitor beeping steadily)

(Exhales)

(Cell phone buttons clicking)

(Knock on door)

I'm Agent Bellamy

with the Immigration
and Customs Enforcement Agency.

Really?
You're just gonna sit there?

Agent Bellamy?

I want to help.

(Door creaks)

- Thank you.
- Mm-hmm.

Arcadians have a natural
distrust of outsiders.

Goes back to the Civil War.

We were a border town in a border state,

so everybody thought they knew
what was best for us...

North, South, Democrat, Republican...

Just as long as I don't get lynched.

This should get us started.

What exactly are we looking for?

Anything strange about the accident.

Anything that could suggest someone else

was at the scene.

_

You ever look at that before?

No.

In my heart,
I know it's him, but... how?

Nobody knows, right?

Everyone has doubts.

I've been preaching the miracles
of God for 10 years.

Now one happens right in front
of me I can't believe?

How do I go and preach in front
of all these people today?

You don't need to have all the answers.

That's not your job.

You just need to comfort
those who have questions.

(Whirs, clank)

You're quiet.

What's that?

Well, you asked before
if I had any theories.

You must be bursting with them.

I'm still gathering the facts.

How'd you end up at ICE?

I was a cop.
(Papers rustle)

What happened?

You ask a lot of questions.

Yes.

We backed into a human trafficking case.

Ended up in a joint task force with ICE.

What they did seemed exciting.

Was it as exciting
as you thought it would be?

Isn't everything at first?

There's some pretty violent
contusions here.

Yeah, she would have been
battered against rocks,

branches in the water.

What about these half moons on her wrist?

Those look unusual to you?

These look like they could be
fingernail indentations.

Maybe somebody did hold her arm.

Jacob?

(Gasps)

Sweetie, I know I'm not
supposed to be in here,

but I thought that
I'd bring you something to eat.

Sweetie?

(Whistling in distance)

(Whistling)

(Siren whoops)

(Engine turns off)

Jacob?

Jacob!

(Cuesta) Where's he going?

- The river.
- This is Cuesta.

We found the boy. He's at the Langston house.
We're going after him.

(Panting)

(Laughing)

Aw!

- (Laughs)
- (Laughs)

(Panting)

I'm gonna get you!
(Laughs)

(Laughs)

(Continues panting)

(Laughing)

Jacob!

(Cuesta) Jacob!

Jacob!

(Panting continues)

Jacob!

(Panting)

He's gone.

Jacob!

Jacob.

It's Joe.

Look, mommy.
Look what daddy got me.

- It's a GI Joe.
- (Laughs)

(Utensil clacking)

Do you want to play, daddy?

Let daddy be.

He's a little bit tired right now.

Mommy?

Can I have another grilled cheese?

Of course you can.
(Chuckles)

Wow. You ever seen
such an appetite in a boy?

Imagine.

You can have whatever you like.

As long as you don't run away again.

Where are you goin'?

For a walk.

I know you're having trouble accepting it,

but that boy is ours.

Our boy died 32 years ago.

Hey.

Heard about the adventure.
Everything okay now?

Fine.

But if it's the same to you,
he'll be staying with us now.

Mind if I talk to him?

I'll go get him.

I'm still responsible
for the boy, Mr. Langston.

If you don't want him here,

I can take him away right now.

Do what you have to do.

So I heard you had a visit
with Dr. Langston.

She told me about the day
you fell in the river.

Can you tell me everything
you remember about that day?

After school, I went to the big rock.

My dad taught me how to look
for arrowheads.

You have to look for places
where two rivers meet.

That's where the Indians used to hunt.

(Grunts)

(Water splashes)

I heard something.

(Baby crying)

It was my cousin Maggie.

She was wearing the hat I gave her.

What next?

(Woman) Somebody help me!
Somebody help me!

It was my aunt Barbara.

I was scared.

Lift me up!

And I tried to help her but...

(Screaming)

Aunt Barbara, hold on.

Aunt Barbara!

Aah!

I tried to get air.

(Gasping)

Then I saw the man.

But I was moving too fast.

Help!

Uhh!

(Breathing heavily)

Jacob, are you all right?

What do you remember after that?

Nothing.

Nothing at all?

I woke up.

(Gasps)

About this guy...

Had you ever seen him?

I think so. He's in
the picture by the piano.

(Ticking)

Marty...

are you gonna take me away?

I'm gonna do what's best for you, buddy.

Am I sick?

There is nothing wrong with you.

Then why can't I go outside?

Why can't I see people?
(Cell phone rings)

We'll think of something to do.

(Ring) Come eat.

(Cell phone beeps) Bellamy.

Come on, dear.
Let's get...

Hey, Marty. I got those
test results for you.

Impressive.

It's damn gaudy...

like everything else I did back then.

The DNA test came back.

Somehow...

some way, biologically speaking...

Jacob is your son,
Mr. Langston.

But this isn't just about DNA.

This kid knew things
about that day at the river.

Told me about a bald man
who was there with Barbara.

I don't know how
he could have known all that.

I don't know what to think
about any of this.

But I saw you the moment you saw him.

You believed.

Believed what?

The impossible?

That he's not there in that vault

where I laid him 32 years ago?

Maybe you're missing the real question.

Do you wanna believe?

(Bell tolling in distance)

(Tolling continues)

Well, even John had doubt...

when he was in prison.

And how did Jesus respond?

By personally reassuring him?

No.

He told John's disciples...

(Door creaks) "Go to him.

Remind him of the miracles
you've seen."

(Doors close)

(Footsteps approach)

(Congregation murmuring)

Uh...

so, um...

uh...

(Murmuring continues)

Why did, uh,

why did John...

Why didn't Jesus...

I don't know.

Not even John knew

how he got here on this Earth...

how long he'd get to stay.

(Chuckles)

He was human,

and like us, he was given the tools

to ask the questions,
not to know the answers.

And that might seem unfair,

but isn't that the price
of human understanding?

Isn't that what it means to have faith?

(Dog barking in distance)

Hey.

(Jacket thuds)

(Sighs)

Something I need to tell you.

Something I should have
told you a long time ago.

It's about Barbara.

Okay.

There was a man...

who worked at the company.

And, um, Jacob says this man
was at the accident.

Why?
I mean, if he was there...

why didn't you ever say anything?

'Cause he was sleeping with her.

I'm sorry.

(Piano playing)

♪

(Whispers) Good. Keep going.

♪

(Liquor sloshes)

(Knock on door)

God.

(Indistinct conversations)

You didn't leave him
with the old couple, did you?

I've got everything under control, Toni.

Where is the boy?

He's still at the clinic.

And the DNA match?
Did you get an answer?

No.
No test results yet.

Here's to Jacob...
whoever he is.

Whatever he is.
(Clink)

- Cheers.
- Love to meet him.

(Cell phone rings)

(Ring)

It's my brother.
(Beep)

Hello?

(Ray shouting indistinctly)

What?

(Indistinct shouting continues)

Ray, I'll be right there.

Everything okay?

It's Ray.
(Beep)

He's talking crazy, and he's got a gun.

(Chairs scrape floor) Come on.

♪

Hey, Dr. Langston.

Agent Bellamy. Hi.

Um...

it's her brother.
He's... not right.

He's got a gun.

(Shouts indistinctly) (Barking)

- That's right! That's right!
- (Woman) Ray! Ray!

(Car doors close) You don't scare me!

- Ray!
- Ray!

- You don't scare me!
- Ray!

Don't do anything stupid!

- I got you in there!
- Calm down!

- You ain't going anywhere!
- Who's in there?

The demon! I got him trapped!
Right inside the shed!

- Calm down, Ray. Just calm down.
- What?! You don't believe me!

- You got to put the gun down, Ray.
- No, we believe you.

- Show yourself!
- Just put the gun down.

- Come on out!
- Ray!

Come out now!

(Continues barking)

(Creaks)

(Barks)

(Breathing unevenly)

You're okay.

It's okay.

Elaine?

(Voice breaks) Dad?

(Gasping)

(Sniffles)

(Sobbing)

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