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Don't turn around.

Take out 500.
Don't say a word.

Um, okay.

I um, I-I don't think I can.

He said don't say
a fucking word.

Okay. Okay.

Okay, okay. Okay. Okay.

Okay. See-see, I can't alright, it's the
daily limit. It's 300, okay, it's 300.

Then take out three
fucking hundred then now.

Hurry the fuck up!

We're-we're on Carlisle
and Greenwich Street.

Last night I was accosted
by two men while at an ATM.

Luckily, this citizen jumped into
action, helping to subdue my assailants,

both of whom have been arrested.

We're-we're on Carlisle
and Greenwich Street.

Right-right next to the...

We're-we're on Carlisle
and Greenwich Street.

Right-right next to
the West Side Highway.

Greenwich Street, downtown.
Please, please please please hurry.

That's my boy. That's my guy.

On a more personal note,

my deepest gratitude goes out
to that young man from Queens

who jumped into action.

20,000 comments. Oh my God.

Talk to me.

How we holding up?

Over.

Uh, well, pretty good.

Almost 2 million views,

insane!

That's pretty fucking
insane, right?

Over.

Copy that. I'm outside,
currently in the spot.

I repeat, currently
in the spot. Over.

Alright, head north
now. Over and out.

Ah, it's fucking hot today, no?

Shit.

This guy's gotta have a fan.

Hey, enough with the spray
man. I got a headache.

Dude, sorry, but you just know
my mom's a true detective.

Meter maid.

She's a parking
enforcement officer.

Okay? You wouldn't
understand 'cause

your momma's all
crunchy and nice.

If Jenna smells weed on me
dude, it's... it's no bueno.

And one!

You wanna know why Michael
Jordan was so great?

'Cause he's Michael Jordan?

No. Because he always went to
where the ball was gonna be...

not where it was.

You see, that's how I stay one
step ahead of Jenna, and the world.

At all times.

I think that was Wayne Gretzky.

What?

It was a puck.

Not, not a basketball. He
goes to where the puck is.

Hold on this is
Mr. Buchanan's room, right?

Yeah.

No way.

These vegan meatballs

are going to be your new go-to.

And, contrary to popular belief,

these do not fall
apart or dry out.

Oh, and stay tuned for
the secret ingredient.

Hint, it's a garlic and
herb plant-based cheese.

Let's get cooking!

Hey Cath, what's up?

Do you know if Super
Fresh has vegan parmesan?

How would I know?

I thought you said you guys
were eating healthier now.

Like salads and stuff,
not fake cheese.

What do you need it for?

There's this new recipe
for meatballs I'm trying.

Hypocrisy at its best.

I gotta go, I'll be there in a
bit. Just use the regular stuff.

Okay. Bye.

Bye.

That was official
police business.

Fake cheese?

You're not above the law
just 'cause you enforce it.

I'm on a bike!

You good man?

You need any help?

I think the school is...

It's like, closed
for the summer.

I don't think you're
supposed to be here.

What the fuck?

Hey, no running
in the halls man!

What?

Yo, my phone's been
blowing up, dawg.

And guess who's been
asking about you?

Kasey!

So, tonight, we're
gonna meet up with them.

You cool with that?

Owen?

Are you cool with that?

Kobe!

Ah.. It's the summer of
love, baby. Let's go!

Let's go!

Wait a minute!

Oh my God.

Really?

You know if they were after
me right now I'd be dead.

Yeah well, force a
habit. Lock that back up.

Dude, she's got a
baseball bat at the ready.

That's a... that's a good call,
Ms. Marshall. You never know.

Thank you. See?

Ricky knows. You
have to be prepared.

Yep. Hit 'em first...

ask questions later.

We need a gun.

No guns.

You guys staying for dinner?

Oh, I would love to, but...

I gotta get home and get a little
work done before it gets too late.

But, Ricky could
stay if he wants.

I wish I could Ms.
Marshall, but um,

I have to get home and take a
shower and catch up on some stuff.

Um...

Owen are you gonna
come out later?

I think I'm just
gonna take it easy.

My head's still
not feeling great.

Boo bro. Alright
no worries then uh,

I'll talk to you
tomorrow alright?

Alright.

Don't be late.
The other day he

had to walk when
you weren't here.

I don't want him going alone.

Sorry, Ms. Marshall. I'll make
sure to hold his hand next time.

Bye guys.

Bye.

You feeling okay?

How are you doing?

Oh, what? You really mad
at me for caring about you?

Look I know we're only half joking,
but seriously, I'm not a kid.

I don't understand
why you need to feel

like I need to have my
hand held. Literally.

Like do you think Ricky really
needs to walk me to work?

I mean, I saved that woman,

and I'll take down whoever
comes at me if they come again.

You're right. I'm sorry.

I just can't help it.

You're my only son.

Al-alright. Okay. Just...

be cool.

I am the coolest. Cold as ice.

Ice, ice baby.

I'm going upstairs.
I-I can't do this.

When do you want to eat?

Uh, don't worry about
me. I'm-I'm not hungry.

I'm just gonna take
an aspirin and relax.

Alright. Um, food's
there when you want it.

They're vegan.

I don't know what I was thinking.
- Yeah.

This is it guys. Am I right?

Crisp mountain air, fire
blazing, stars overhead.

Together as one.

Yeah! Men being men.
Boys being, baby men.

I mean, honestly,

how many times a year do
you think the average adult

even touches their bare feet to the
earth? Four, maybe five times, tops.

So disconnected,
but we're supposed

to follow their
rules they created.

You know what the
saddest part is?

Out there they actually believe
they have it all figured out.

If they just try harder,

grind it out, they'll
finally get there.

Bullshit!

Out here,

right here,

is where the real
answers have always been.

And anyone who doesn't see that
well I feel sorry for them.

Because, yeah!

This is the start of
something beautiful.

C'mon!

♪ This you can
quotee, yippee-ki-ay,

motherfucker, we
the g.o.a.t's ♪

♪ We some cold motherfuckers,
motherfuckers need coats ♪

♪ 'Bout to rain on your parade and
pop all of your fuckin' floats ♪

♪ My wild oats more
wilder than most

have been sown since
the kid been known ♪

♪ Coast to coast I do
what I'm supposed to ♪

♪ Which is roast ya,
then my brother sweep you

off the floor and
dispose of ya ♪

♪ I'm who they toastin'
to, host of ya ♪

♪ Burial with aerial
drone shots of ya ♪

♪ Bruh, my shit bang
like frontal hair ♪

♪ Making me the subject of
many a disgruntled glare ♪

♪ Bear witness, share the
sublimity the debonair

flair squared by
the rare symmetry ♪

♪ It's in the blood, you
can't imitate, it's a must ♪

Mom?

You can put your hands down.

My my...

you've grown.

Please don't. I was just
doing the right thing.

Mom!

Take it.

Take it!

Now tape your
ankles to the chair.

You don't have to do this.

Please.

Tape yourself, or I
will literally fuck

your mother right
here in front of you.

Okay. Okay.

You stall on me, I will make you
suffer in ways you can't imagine.

Listen to me, and maybe
things will work out for you,

and mommy dearest.

It's okay, mom.

You ready for this?

How about you mommy,
you awake over there?

Ah...

God.

Piece of shit.

Actually...

this is gonna be pretty loud.

Connected to Owen's phone.

Empty!

I'm sorry...

I couldn't help myself.

Oh, the look on your face.

Obviously...

I have something much,

much cooler in mind.

No. No! No!

Do you believe in karma, Owen?

No, please. God, no!

Well I do.

This is what it looks like.

You fucked up bud.

Ah!

Owen's phone disconnected.

Hey!

Hey!

Hey, have you seen a guy
with a, with a, with a bag?

Oh my god.

It was a Massachusetts
license. H-A-H-B.

I don't fucking know,
my glasses fell.

Just get here quick.

Owen. Hey man, don't
look. Don't look.

And coming up, police are
on the hunt for a suspect

after a home invasion
in Ozone Park

turned into a devastating
murder of a single mother.

Stay tuned.

I mean, are we
even helping here?

There's no photo of this
guy anywhere either.

Just mark it unverified.

Owen's dying.

I mean, there's gotta be more that
we can do other than just this.

I wonder if this is the most
productive use of your time.

You know what I mean?

But hey...

nice shading.

Who knows? If you keep going,

maybe you can magically
bring back Mummy dearest.

That boy needs Jesus. He needs
someone to talk to, Ricky.

He barely talks to me though.

Is everything good, man?

I'm sorry.

I'll just be out front.

You wanna help him?

Let's dig through
these plate numbers

'cause the killer is
in there somewhere.

We just have to keep going.

Seriously, Ricky?

This is real police work.

It's not all glitz and glamor like
on the Law & Order and SVU shows.

Mom, if we wanna make
a real connection,

we need to get out there, on the
ground, start knocking on doors.

We, we need to start
showing people this.

Ferretti, what's up?

There's been some
developments in the case and,

I know you've been looking
for Owen to talk with someone.

We got a really
good psychiatrist.

His name is Dr. Eric Fisher.

Owen really needs
to talk to him.

That's good. Uh, what
are the developments?

I know it's lame but I
can't get into it just yet.

But Dr. Fisher will be able
to fill you in on it all.

Trust me. It's complicated.

Okay.

All right.

So what's going on?

I don't know.

His arm is messed up and broken.

Wedged in a rock
and no one's around.

So to survive he has to piss
in a bottle and drink it.

No way.

Yep. And then eventually to get
free, he takes out his pocket knife.

No way.

That can't be real.

Look it up, it's crazy,
you have to see it.

Hm.

Imagine doing that.

I mean, if I had
to, I could but,

I don't know.

You could drink your pee?

No, I was talking about the arm.

I mean, but I'll drink a
glass of piss, I don't care.

- Prove it then.
- You prove it!

My mom's waiting for me.

I gotta get home or else
I'm gonna miss dinner.

See you tomorrow.
- See ya!

Jenna's gonna be
pissed if she sees you.

So what was that all about?

Back there in the room?

Yeah, I'm good.

Yeah, you're all good.

Look, man...

I don't know how to
deal with all this.

So... can't imagine what
you're going through but...

just sucks when
you lie to me, man.

You can lie to
whoever, that's cool.

But we're boys.

I'm not lying.

I won't force you to talk.

But you're in there,

in that room every day scribbling
away about god knows what.

I just wanna let you know
that I'm here for you, man.

Whatever you need.

You ever feel like, none
of this is even real?

What do you mean,
like? Like the Matrix?

Like you're supposed
to be someone else.

Be doing something else.

Instead, you're just here.

I mean, where, where
should you be Owen?

Can you get me a soda?

I'm kinda thirsty.

Is ginger ale good?

You want some ice?

Okay, I have the
license plate findings

in case you wanna look
through them at all.

Hm.

You're very talented.

What is this?

Can you just ask
what you need to ask?

Right.

Physically,

how are you feeling?
Any headaches?

Yes.

Those have been on and off
since the fight at the ATM.

I saw that. You
were very brave.

Any hallucinations?

Nope.

Are you sure?

Owen,

can you look at me please?

I can see you're angry with me.

I understand that you're going
through tremendous stress right now.

I should not have gone through your
things, but it's very important.

Why's that?

Do you remember me?

No.

Think, Owen.

Because we've met
before. A long time ago.

Okay.

What I'm about to
tell you is the truth.

It's gonna be hard
for you to hear but,

in the interest of
the current case,

which we all want solved,

I believe we have
no other choice.

Because...

you may hold all the answers to this
case, Owen, and not even know it.

Owen, you suffer from a condition
called Post-Traumatic Amnesia.

And what that means is
that you have blocked out,

a portion of your memory.

Either because of head trauma,
although that's more rare.

In most cases, it's due to
severe emotional trauma.

And when I met you 11 years ago,
you had both of these things.

Your real name is
Cameron DeSanty.

You were born and raised
upstate in Rosendale, New York,

where you lived with
your mom until age seven.

But when you were seven,

you were taken.

Cameron...

Kidnapped from
nearby your house.

I work with your mom.

Your mother and the entire town
looked for you every single day,

but no one could find you.
And no one knew what happened.

Then,

two months later, almost to
the day that you disappeared,

you were discovered 40
miles away from your house,

in the big Indian wilderness,
at the bottom of a ravine.

You, uh,

were almost dead.

You'd hit your head, were
starving, hypothermic.

But a hunter got you
out and saved you.

When you awoke,

you wouldn't talk about anything

that had happened.

And that's when I was called in.

You and I spoke
for several days.

It became clear that you were
not trying to hide anything.

You just...

didn't remember.

The authorities
searched the woods,

found a defunct campsite,

signs of people
having lived there.

Do you recognize this?

With Post-Traumatic Amnesia, you
never want to force the individual

to remember anything
because it can be,

devastating.

Like...

forcing a soldier to
tell their war stories.

The brain puts up a
wall against the pain

so you're not to
bring up the trauma

until the patient does,

because bringing it to the forefront
can have devastating effects.

But, based on these drawings,

and your fairly
agitated... behavior...

I believe you are remembering.

You just don't even
realize it yet.

And I want to help you,

rather than let you
fight this alone.

This man, this kidnapper,
this is Kathy's killer?

The police found out
that Owen and his mother

were in the victim
protection program.

Only Kathy knew about
it until a day ago.

My deepest gratitude goes
out to that young man -

They think the kidnapper or
kidnappers saw the viral video and...

recognized Owen.

Why come for me?

Why kill my mother?

We don't know.

But...

with my help,

we may be able to find out.

I-I realize that this
is a lot to take in,

and I'm sorry that I have
to be the one to tell you.

I, uh,

have a facility that
specializes in mental trauma.

And I think that it would be the perfect
place for you to come and get that help.

If we work together, there's a real
possibility we can find who did this?

You show me this?
To make me remember?

You're already remembering Owen.

It's time to help you.

I hear two sets of footsteps.

We can come back, if you're
in the middle of this.

Nah, this is perfect.

This is who I was
telling you about.

Now he's a great friend
and a smart and strong man.

You're really gonna like him.
- Hello, young man.

You have mesmerizing eyes.

This is Cameron.

His mother Kelly,
who I work with,

is in the hospital right now.
- Hm.

They're not letting any visitors
in for several days so...

I thought it'd be fun to bring
him up here to camp with us.

I'm very sorry to
hear about your mom.

We will keep her in our
thoughts and prayers

and we'll check in on her every
day to make sure she's okay.

Isn't that right?

Absolutely.

I'm Andy, nice to meet you.

Your name is Cameron.

Cool name, huh?

Cameron.

Do people call you Cam?

Well Cam, luckily for you,

you have come to what I consider to
be the most magical place on earth.

It's magnificent here.

We have campfires at night
and marshmallow s'mores.

And we go fishin'.

Do you like fishing?

Yeah, I guess.

We have a great spot
right down there.

And we go swimming.

And we even have a bow
and arrow you can shoot.

The only problem is an occasional
bug, an occasional mosquito.

But that's a small price
to pay for paradise.

And you can't have the sweet
without the sour, right?

So what do you say?

Want to go swimmin'?

Or...

You guys can go get
settled by the camp,

have a snack, and I'll check
in on you later. How's that?

Yeah.

We're pretty hungry.

Yeah, let's do that.

Hey Cam...

It is so nice to have you here.

Bump it out.

See you in a minute.

Come on. It's right up here.

You uh, wanna put a log in?

I wanna go home.

I know.

We can't go anywhere right now,
not until the car gets fixed.

You wanna make a s'more?

Chocolatey,
marshmallowy goodness?

Come on.

Hey, listen...

Now it's not all bad. I promise.

Andy and I went through it.

Lots of people have.

You're just looking
at it the wrong way.

You see this?

This I've had for almost 20
years and I wear it at all times.

That stone right there
is called a moonstone.

The ancient Romans believe that

it actually held the rays
of the moon inside of it.

What do you think?

Looks like it to me.

If you hold these moon
rays close to you,

it can make you stronger than
anyone that's ever lived.

You can do... anything.

What a night!

Look at that moon.

Hey guys.

Ah, Mezcal.

Ohh.

You belong to me.

I belong to you.

We are one.

What are you doing?

I'm gonna kill him.

Right on.

I'm serious.

Dr. Fisher thinks
I'm remembering?

I've been fucking
remembering alright.

Ever since this.

I just didn't know
what it all was.

All right, let's,
uh, let's calm down.

Calm down? Are you
serious right now?

Let's just think, okay? You're
telling me, you're telling me, you a-a

a kid from Ozone
Park, you is gonna...

kill some stone
cold killers, bro?

Let's just think for a second.

I am thinking, alright?

11 years ago,

I'm kidnapped outside
my house right here.

Two months later,
Ken Toley the hunter,

finds me in the Indian Forest.

Now, this guy right here?

His name I don't remember.
So for now, this is just Tom.

Tom kidnapped me, took
me into the woods,

somewhere around Indian
Forest, where I met Andy.

His name I remember.

These guys, they
were like a cult,

and Andy was the leader.

They preached all this
psychobabble bullshit

about boys and men living in a utopian
nature place together. Shit like that.

Wait, so you're telling me that

they were like a cult...

Like, like more people?
- No.

But they, they wanted more
people. But yes, a cult like...

every Netflix documentary
you've seen, you know?

These guys, they talked like,

like a priest giving a sermon,

uh, a witch casting a spell, any
sort of religious thing you want.

The same as all that,
when you heard it,

you knew it was shit. Right?

Right.

These guys, they acted
like they were the

answer to all the
world's problems.

So I look up kid
cults, pedophile cults,

trying to get more insight on how
these guys think, and amazingly,

one of the biggest
ones that ever existed

happened right in Revere,
Massachusetts. Up here.

They called themselves
NAMBLA. Come look.

North American Man
Boy Love Association.

What kind of sick
shit is that dude?

I know.

It was a group that started in the
late 70s and they tried to promote

relationships between boys and
men being good for the world.

There were lawsuits over the
next 20 years, several murders,

and by 2000, NAMBLA was done.

But all those involved
had to go somewhere.

Andy and Tom head west, and
that's when they got me.

Right, right, right. So now they're
back in Massachusetts though?

They feel the heat
after I escape...

So they move back into Mass.

Holy shit.

So if they're up there,

then there's only one
area in the entire state

that has all of their
nature, rivers and mountains.

Right there.

I know it's a big area,
big idea. But get this:

This spot has more missing children
cases per capita than New York

and New England combined.

They're up there.

New ride?

Oh, it's my brother-in-law's.

Yeah mine's in the shop.

New brake pads, alignment.
The whole thing.

I didn't recognize it.

Looks like a cop car.

I apologize.

Should have given
you a heads up.

What's with the arm?

What do you mean?

Did I see a sling?

I'm good.

I was just thinking...

The arm, new plates.

Just checking.

No, I'm good.

As long as these are good.

Oh, sure.

I just like to take care of things
before they become a problem.

A little preemptive maintenance.

Oh, totally. Uh, it should be
everything you need in there.

Uh, sorry it took.. a little
bit. It was a little trickier

than I thought it was
going to be, but it's...

It's all there.

Great.

Well thanks for bringing it by.

Sure thing. Um...

I was just, uh, uh,
curious about, um...

the hamburger.

Curious in what way, Carl?

Well...

Could I have the hamburger?

Right now you want it?

Sure. That would be...

Delicious.

Unfortunately, Carl,

we're outta hamburgers for the day and
I'm sort of in the middle of something.

Yeah, it-it's just that, um,
it's been a while and, um,

you know I know I'm supposed to make
a reservation and, uh, it's just, um,

well, I'm...

here.

So...

Um, we have an opening
next Friday at 3:00 PM.

Does that work?

Sounds good.

We'll have a table
waiting for you then.

Jesus Christ!

Calm down already!

AH! STOP!

Whoa, whoa, whoa!

Look at this place.

Good.

It can all be easy.

So this is it?

Yep.

I got you a burner, man.

Best to keep
everything on the DL.

Right.

I also plugged my
number in there,

so you should be expecting
some calls and stuff.

I love you, man.

Okay.

Love you too.

If you need me, I'm there.

I know.

Talk to me.

Yo, how's it going,
you still in Egremont?

Yeah. Nothing new, I
keep hitting dead ends.

You got anything for me?

Yeah hold on. Um...

Page, page 18, about
a halfway down,

Kevin Harrison.

All right, hang
on. I'm driving.

This guy is single, mid-forties and
he's also a registered sex offender.

He also got second
degree attempted murder,

but I couldn't get
more details on that

but he's right in your area so
he's worth checking out. Okay?

Hi...

Is that Owen?

Address?

Hey Owen. Um...

I'm, I'm-I'm gonna
put you on speaker.

Jenna wants to say hi.

No, no, don't.

Hi Owen.

How ya doing?

Uh, good Ms. Anderson.

Mm, and how are
they treating you?

Uh, the-the folks that work
here, they're, they're very,

they're very kind to me and
they've been really helpful.

And... it feels good to-to-to
be making some progress,

even if it's just one
small step at a time.

That's great.
That's good to hear.

Maybe we could come
visit you sometime?

Ricky and I?

He's, he's, he's on break,
mom, so, so limited time.

Kind of wanna talk to my
friend. Let - let me...

Okay. Okay. We'll figure
it out. Talk to you later.

All right, bye.
- Okay.

Alright mom.

Alright 85th Elm Street, Egremont.
You doing good otherwise?

Yeah, I'm fine.

Let me, uh, let me put this in
real quick man and I gotta go.

Alright, cool man.
Keep me posted.

Yeah, peace.

Later.

Fuck.

Any luck?

What?

The flyers.

Any bites?

No.

That's why I'm still
putting them up.

Do you know him?

He lives around here.

I think. Maybe.

I don't think so.

It's a good drawing.

You got some real talent.

Thanks.

If I see him, I'll be
sure to call the number.

Alright.

Good luck.

Maybe it's time we move on.

Get outta this place for
good and start fresh.

This house feels, I
don't know... tainted.

Fucking shit. Fuck.

Fucking kid. Jesus Christ.

God, I hate this shit!

This isn't my fucking job.

Look Mike, if you
don't smarten up,

I'm going to kill you.

It's as simple as that.

It's not my decision, it's
just the way it is, okay?

Because either you're in or you're
out. There's no in-between with this.

And just in case you
think I'm lying...

You wouldn't be the first.

Not by a long shot.

I have one more option I have
to try with you but after that,

if you can't reel
it in, this is done.

And it's not going to
be a nice departure.

But we don't even
wanna go down that road

because it's something
that is gonna

cause you tremendous pain.

Aimed at forcing you to obey.

Or you can just fall in line.

Then we don't have to worry
about any of that stuff.

Good talk.

If your engine won't start, it could
be for several different reasons.

You're gonna wanna go through
and cross each one off this list

before you do anything else
or go calling your mechanic,

who's gonna charge
you an arm and a leg.

Today, we'll lay out the top five
reasons why your engine won't start.

Well, first things first. Do you
have any gas? I know it sounds crazy,

but that's the first question you
have to ask because gauges break.

Sometimes people forget
to even check them.

Let me show you what the
gas gauge looks like.

Hey, you set?

Uh, not really.

Do you know anything about cars?

Not at all.

Me neither. You got Triple A?

Definitely not.

Stop looking at it like
you're gonna figure it out.

My brother's a mechanic.

I'll give him a call.

I don't have any money.

I had to live outta
my car for a bit too.

Be here in about an hour.

- Really?
- Yeah.

Listen, I was just gonna
go get some breakfast...

care to join?

Yeah.

Breakfast's on me. I insist.

Thank you.

And... not that I don't
appreciate it but...

Why so nice to a stranger?

I used to be an addict.

I am an addict.

But I've been sober now for
four years and two months.

Like I said, I lived outta
my car for a bit too.

Pretty rough years
to say the least.

One day, just outta
my mind on meth,

thought it'd be a good idea to
take a walk along the highway.

Coffee?

Please. Um, I'll
have some bacon,

some scrambled eggs
and wheat toast.

Mhmm.

Uh, I'll have the
same. Thank you.

To make a long story short...

I thought it'd be fun to
try to cross the road.

You know, like the chicken?

That's what I thought.

I was clipped, of course.

Was hurt pretty bad.

This leg never did
recover. Just totally dead.

They wanted to cut it off, but,

I said no way, this...
this shit's mine.

It's pretty rock
bottom, you know?

I met some people
who were kind to me.

Got me in the program on the...
right straight and narrow.

And they teach us to be
kind to those in need.

What's your story?

Um... well I'm not on drugs.

Yeah I know.

That's not what I'm saying.

I'm looking for my father
and my uncle, actually.

I was told that they
live around here.

Do you have any pictures?
Maybe I can help.

Yeah, I do. In the car.

I can show you after.

The pies here are fantastic.

I know I shouldn't, but
I might take one to go.

Worse vices, right?

Is that one cherry?

Do you, you mind
checking it out for me?

Sure.

Yeah, it looks like cherry.

Uh, you also got
like some cakes.

Chocolate cake, Oreo cake.

What's the uh, the
one on the left?

Uh... I have no idea...

Rhubarb. Possibly?

I have no idea.

Rhubarb. I love rhubarb.

Yeah.

I'll take that one.

I'll just ask the waitress.

Watch the corner.

Owen, pick up the
fucking phone bro, shit.

Fuck.

Fuck.

Ahh...

Come on.

You're up. Great.

How are you feeling?

I said, how are you feeling?

I have something very special
for you planned this evening.

It'll be a night to remember.

Finally fix this shit
once and for all.

What are you looking at? Freak!

Oh shit, shit, shit.

Nothing to be scared of.
Nothing to be scared of.

Any sort of sketchiness,
you call the cops.

Be fucking MJ man.

It's goddamn game time.

Come on, shit.

Jesus.

Can I help you?

Hi. Um... sorry to
bother you ma'am,

but I'm just out here
looking for my friend.

He's pretty tall,
kind of skinny guy.

Who?

Owen?

Uh, yes. Yes, actually.
Uh, do you know him?

Of course.

Who are you?

I'm Ricky, his best friend.

Ricky. Hm.

Can't believe he has a
friend cuter than he is.

What's up Ricky?

Everything okay?

I think so. It's,
it's just um...

I don't know if he told you but he was
just out here looking for his family

and stuff and I just haven't heard
back from him in like a minute and...

A lot of people back home
are worried. So, uh...

How do you know him?

Well, you probably haven't
heard from him 'cause

he lost his phone two days ago.

Hm.

Owen and I had quite
a wild evening.

He was having car trouble
and I helped him out.

We got some food...

tequila...

One thing led to another and...

I figured it must have fallen out
at some point. Foggy memories.

If it's here, it must have died
'cause we tried calling it.

Then again, maybe
it's not even here.

It's here.

How do you know that?

GPS tracking the
signal died here.

Well, you're more than welcome
to come in and have a look.

Have a drink with me?

Or both?

Come on.

I have tried

to make this house a
home time and time again.

But you kids just don't get it.

Such anger in those eyes.

You ever heard of a
Spanish donkey, Owen?

I've been working on this
thing for Mike and...

It's a little project
that may or may not work.

We'll see.

But what it will do.

Well...

It's this big log

that's cut into a
triangular shape

with one of the points facing
straight up to the sky.

And then a person,
in this case you,

is placed right on top
of it. Legs straddled.

You know, like you're
riding a donkey.

Your arm's tied above the head
so you can't support your weight.

Oh, it hurts on its
own just like that.

But here's the messed up part.

I put buckets on your feet...

And then one by one,

I add bricks.

And what happens is, see,

you ever so slowly
start to split open.

That bone between your legs?

It eventually cracks.

And you get pulled down,
until you get ripped in half.

Ultimately...

It's fucked up, I know.

But if you guys had played
ball, I could be much nicer.

Don't stall on me.
This time it's loaded.

Why are you like this?

Because of you.

Let's go.

This thing can
last several hours,

maybe days, depending.

Die you fuck.

Where are you coming in from?

Queens.

In New York.

I know where Queens is.

Just because I live in the
sticks doesn't mean I never left.

Sorry.

I didn't mean anything by it.

So you live out here
all on your own?

I do.

Wasn't always the case.

I was engaged.

Found out I couldn't have kids
and, that was the end of that.

The leg's the only thing that isn't
working hun. The rest is in tip top shape.

Promise you that.

Thank you.

Hope you like martinis.

Absolutely.

After the breakup, just
wanted to live my life for me.

Yeah. Yeah.

So, um, you met Owen 'cause
his car broke down, right?

Yeah.

Guy was sleeping in it.

Found him checking
over the engine.

No idea what he was doing.

My brother's a mechanic.

He came out and
helped, eventually.

We talked and hung
out. And then he left.

Just like that?

Just like that.

Can I use the bathroom?
It's been a long drive.

It's over there.

Thank you.

I'll get some chips.

Okay.

Shit.

Oh shit.

Fuck!

Where is he?

WHERE IS HE?

There.

Now it's official.

You remember that moon
necklace I gave you?

I had it for so long and
then you just shit on it.

You shit on everything is so
fucking selfish. You know, you...

you are exactly what's
wrong with this world.

We had it made up there.

And Andy...

he would've done
anything for us.

Big hill, here we go.

And I had to go along
and pick you up.

Of all the kids in the
world to follow, I got you.

I mean I have been planning
this for a long time.

There's gonna be cabins right
there. That's the fire pit.

In fact, that's gonna be the main
dining area. It's gonna be perfect.

And I want to thank you for
changing your mind and joining us.

It's heaven here kid, isn't
it? It's heaven. Yeah!

This is heaven.
Heaven. I love you God!

God... I loved him.

You know when I found
him, he was still alive.

Oh, he fought hard.

Held on for better
part of a day.

I sat with him the whole time.

Promised him I wouldn't
let him die in vain.

Wake up. Hey,
wake up goddammit.

Where?

Where's the fucking house?

Wake up!

Fuck.

What's the next move?

If I had half the
charisma of Andy,

I might've been able
to make things go okay.

What can you do though?

Just have to move
forward, and be better.

What was your plan anyway?

We searched your car, you
don't even bring a gun?

This is going to get ugly.

Fuck.

Shit.

Do you believe in karma, Mark?

Please God. No. No.

Well I do.

And this, this is
what it looks like.

Come in.

Officer Dracut.

Just here to check in.
See everything's going.

You're Ricky Anderson?

I am.

How you feeling today?

Pretty good actually. Uh, I'm
getting out of here tomorrow so.

Yeah, I heard, I
heard. That's great.

So... Just trying to
clear up a few things.

You were on your way to
Ithaca College. Is that right?

You were interested in
attending school there?

Yeah, uh, still might be. Um,
I'm not sure though that's,

that's why I was
checking it out.

Mhmm. Mhmm.

And after all that...

What's the next
thing you remember?

Still just, waking up here.

Still just waking up here?

It's okay. You're
okay. Alright, come on.

Hang in there buddy.

So nothing's coming
back to you at all?

No car trouble? No idea
who or where this happened?

Unfortunately, no.

Uh... I wish I could remember so
we could really get these guys.

- Mhmm. Mhmm.
- You know?

Yeah.

No recollection of
who brought you here?

We've explained before.

Yeah.

Yeah we know...

Post-Traumatic Amnesia.

It's dangerous to try and
make me remember so...

Tonight a young boy
who was returned home

after having been
missing for three weeks

has since led authorities
to his abductor's home.

That homeowner is missing,

But what authorities found buried
in his backyard is terrifying,

as so far, they have uncovered
the remains of two people.

More on that breaking
story in a minute.

But first we begin this
evening with a shooting

at a bodega in Brooklyn
caught on camera.

Well, what can I say?

Other than I appreciate you
coming out and watching my back.

Very MJ-esque of you.

I'm sure you're interested
in all the details but,

that'll all have to wait
for another day right now.

Just know that I'm okay,
and I'm happy you are too.

Regarding our situation, I
don't want you to stress at all.

I promise it's all been taken care
of and triple checked. So rest easy.

Oh God. My baby, you're home.

I'm not sure where all
this is gonna take me,

but I do know there's bad
things happening out there.

Terrible things... no one
really seems to care about.

Speaking from
experience, truth is...

Maybe they just
don't want to know.

But I won't lie
to myself anymore.

I remember now.

And I'm gonna make sure
these fucks never forget.

CAPTIONING BY ALYSSA STORMES