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Hey now

all you sinners,

put your lights on,

put your lights on...

Rossi, check.

And Kelso, check.

Okay, here a check, there a check and done.

So who is she?

Who is who?

The one putting that skip in your step.

Hey, anyone up for a little all-you-can-eat at the Beef and Brew?

Mmm, sounds good to me. Nige?

Sorry. Can't. Rain check.

Oh, first it was that faint waft of cologne over your usual iodine scrub scent.

And now he has another rain check.

Look, guys, can we just, um...

The question is, why the big secret?

You're always the first to kiss and tell.

This, uh, person must be special.

Or maybe he's back with that dancer.

I can assure you, I'm not back with Velvet.

Ah ha!

You are with someone.

And you wonder why she's a secret.

- Sorry I'm late. - You're worth waiting for.

Nigel.

Hey.

- I made you cupcakes. - You made me cupcakes?

I love cupcakes.

Come on, Maddy.

Okay, you gotta watch the queen, I'm going to make her disappear.

Ready? One. Two. Three. It's gone!

Do you have any single brothers, Nigel?

Or maybe a handsome friend at the morgue we could introduce to Beth?

Oh, wait, wait. No, no, no. No guys from the morgue.

Oh, so it's okay for me and not for you.

No offense, Nigel, but I could never marry anyone in your line of work.

You're going to marry Nigel, Mommy?

Oh. Uh...

Mom's not re-marrying any time soon, baby.

More rum punch, anyone?

No, no, please, no. I'm already seeing stars, no, please.

Okay, bedtime, pumpkin.

Go put on your pjs.

Night.

Night.

Okay, I've seen enough.

He can stay.

Sarah deserves a good guy.

Good night, Beth.

put your lights on,

put your lights on,

Hey now,

all you killers,

put your lights on

put your lights on,

Hey now,

all you children,

leave your lights on,

leave your lights on.

Cause there's a monster,

living under my bed...

NO COP WE WILL CALL

Sarah!

- Sarah! - What?

Sarah!

What?

Oh my god.

Maddy?

Maddy! Maddy!

Maddy!

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There's a darkness

deep in my soul,

and god I'm gonna lose my nerve.

Whoa, would you look at this?

Oh, let me give you my camera.

Boy.

Nigel beats us to work in the morning.

And the morning after a big date, no less.

Oh, right.

Trouble in paradise?

What is it?

Slow down, Nigel.

Can we just call the police?

No, no police.

They put it in blood on the wall, for god's sakes.

No cops.

Is your girlfriend wealthy?

I mean, how much are they asking for?

They haven't yet.

And no, it's her ex-husband who's worth a fortune.

Where is he?

I don't know. Sarah's tried reaching him.

He's flying in from Europe, supposedly.

Supposedly?

Yeah.

They have a nasty custody battle.

Apparently he's not a very nice man.

Could he have taken her?

That would have been my guess, if not for all the blood.

What about your girlfriend?

What about my girlfriend?

Look, well, you say custody battle, my assumption is one parent or the other.

Well if you'd seen Maddy's room you wouldn't say that.

You wouldn't assume any damn thing.

Nigel, I'm sorry. I didn't mean...

I know, Jordan, I know.

But you're wrong.

And if one wrong move jeopardizes this...

this little girl, I'll never forgive myself.

Look. All the more reason to talk to Woody about it.

No. No police.

I told you.

Now please!

No one has to know. Not Woody, not Dr. Macy, no one.

Can I trust you?

You can trust me.

I'm going with you.

- What? - You're right.

I should see it for myself.

And if it's as bad as you say it is, you're going to need some help.

Hey Bug, can you cover for us?

- Bug, please? - Look, fine.

- But I still you think you should tell... - No. Don't tell anyone.

Oh my god.

Oh my god. Oh my god!

- What is it? - A body. In trace.

A man, he's alive!

He was right here.

I swear, he was on this table.

John Doe. Found dead in an alley behind the Lomax Theater.

Someone lose a naked man?

It's okay, it's okay.

Sarah?

Sarah, you okay?

- Oh, Nigel... - Did they call?

No, not yet. I...

Oh my god.

Who's she? They said no cops.

She's not a cop. This is Dr. Cavanaugh.

Jordan. I'm so sorry.

But we agreed not to tell anyone, Nigel.

You said it. Not until we know more.

Right. Jordan will help us know more.

The more we learn from the crime scene, Sarah,

the better our chances of getting Maddy back.

With or without the police.

This can't be happening. I mean, I...

am I losing my mind?

Why won't they call? They said they'd call.

They'll call.

They'll call, okay.

Can I see her room?

They took her out the window.

There's a footprint out there.

I'll be casting later and some blood on the sill.

Okay, I'll start getting samples.

You didn't touch anything, did you?

You said not to.

I listened to you.

I didn't call anyone, tell anyone...

Sarah...

Nigel.

Go on, be with her. I got this.

You hear stories about this.

Well it could have been worse.

He could have woken up while we were splitting his ribs.

Okay, thanks.

Nothing.

No ID when they found they thought he was homeless.

It was cold last night.

They probably figured he just crawled into the alley and died.

See, this is why I still write my name in my underwear.

Where's Jordan and Nigel? They're not gonna believe this.

Uh, they uh, they're out on a call.

Excuse me, I just remembered I had to, um...

I... I went through his clothes. I found these.

To my dearest darling.

Signed, Dorris.

June 1978.

It's a love letter. It's beautiful.

It's really intimate.

Whoever Dorris is, she was really in love with him.

Well, how do we know he's dearest darling?

Maybe he just found it.

Don't be such a cynic.

Well, for a guy who was dead an hour ago, he's in pretty good shape.

So who is he?

He doesn't know.

Meaning what?

Meaning he has no idea who he is.

Do you know where you are?

Paramedic told me this was a morgue.

Does that mean I'm dead?

No.

No, of course not.

I can.. I can promise you that.

Why don't you tell us what you do know.

I woke up on a bus.

Maybe...

four days ago.

That's all I can remember.

What happened to you in the alley?

It was so cold.

And I hadn't been sleeping well, either.

So I uh,

stole some sleep aids from the drug store.

I guess I uh, took too many.

We found these with your belongings.

You do wear glasses, don't you?

I guess so.

I can see better.

Thanks.

And this.

I... I really have to leave now.

May I have my clothes, please.

Wait, where are you going?

I... I have to find Dorris.

Do you know who she is?

No. But I know that I love her.

I can feel that.

And if I find Dorris, then maybe...

I'll know who I am.

No, you're not going anywhere until we find out who you are.

You're going to be safe here.

I'm sorry.

Can I see you for a moment?

Excuse us.

One second. You can take a seat.

What are you doing? He can't stay here.

Well, you can't shove him out into the cold.

We have to find out who he is, we have to reunite him with Dorris.

Dorris?

That letter is 27 years old.

For all we know, Doris is dead.

Do you not have one romantic bone in your body?

I'm gonna call social services, they're going to...

Hold on to him for 48 hours and then dump him in the street.

No Garret, he's staying here until we find out who he is.

It's the right thing to do.

What time did you say you found the girl missing?

About five this morning.

Why, what is it?

This blood. The way it's clotted,

like it's been here a lot longer than just a few hours.

Could just be the conditions. Room temperature, wall temperature.

Could be. Or it could be...

Could she be dead?

I mean,

with all that blood...

Sarah, listen to me. She's not dead.

There isn't enough blood for that.

Deep breath.

Hello?

Oh, hi. Beth.

Beth?

Friend.

Can I call you back?

I can't talk right now.

Yes, he's still here.

Okay, bye.

Sarah!

It's Philip.

Sarah!

Why didn't you call?

Cause I didn't have to.

Who is this?

I'm Nigel Townsend...

- He's a friend. - A friend?

Was he here? Were you here?

Were you near my daughter?

Hey, now hold on a second...

Wait a minute, you mean you already know?

Of course I know. What do you think?

Hey, who the hell are you?

What are you doing here?

I'm Jordan Cavanaugh, medical examiner for the city of Boston.

Oh, good god.

But how, Philip?

How did you know?

Bastards have my private number.

I slept on the flight.

Checked voice mail as soon as we touched ground.

One... was my assistant telling me you called and then,

then came this.

We have your daughter.

One million dollars will set her free.

Failure will cost her her life.

Calling the police will cost her her life.

One million dollars before the next call.

We'll get her back.

Never mind what the money's for.

Please, just have it ready for me when I get there.

Can't believe your bank can pull so much together so quickly.

Yeah, well... they'll have plenty of questions for me down the road.

Look, what are you people doing anyway?

If whoever took Maddy left something behind, I'll find it.

And them.

Nigel's a forensic criminalist...

Who just happen to be sharing your bed while my daughter was kidnapped

- in the next room. - Now sir, I can assure you...

Assure me what?

That you just slept right through this, did you?

How well do you even know this man, Sarah?

How do we know he's not in on it?

Would I be doing this if I were?

Yeah, if you were clever enough.

All due respect, Mr. Sobel, but I could be asking you the same questions.

What?

Are you accusing me?

Not necessarily.

But you do own several businesses, don't you?

What does that matter?

Well, you must have enemies. Every business man does.

Rivals? Competitors?

Disgruntled employees? Recent layoffs?

Enough! This isn't personal.

This is about the money, plain and simple.

- How can you be so sure? - Because I am!

I knew Maddy would never be safe with you

and this never would have happened if I had custody.

Look, we could all waste time passing blame around

or we could do what it takes to get Maddy back. Not both.

So whatever we decide to do,

we better do it now,

before that next phone call comes.

Hey, I don't get it.

That guy was lying right there in the alley.

He was dead.

Well now, he's undead.

You're not gonna tell me he's craving human flesh now, are you?

Aside from amnesia, he's fine.

Doesn't know his name or how he got here.

No prints in the RMV, no military service.

I was hoping it might help.

I just say we tell him his name is Ernie

and send him on his way.

I was thinking more along the lines of checking missing persons,

cross reference his description. You know the drill.

Unfortunately I do.

Hey, I got talked into this myself.

Oh yeah? By who?

Ah, of course.

Here we are again.

Okay, next I'd like for you to count backwards for me

from 100 in multiples of seven.

Like, 100, 93, and so on...

Okay,

let's see.

100, 93, 86, 79, 72, 65...

Okay. Wow. Okay.

Well, there doesn't seem to be any problem with brain functions. So...

Alright, let's try a sense memory exercise.

About the letter.

The part where you two are underneath the boardwalk?

Blushing?

I don't know why.

I can't remember any of it.

Well, forget about the specifics...

I mean, I guess you already have.

Why don't you just tell me how you felt.

Can you go there?

Can you see her face?

No.

I sense something.

Maybe it's because I've read the letter so many times.

But it... feels real.

That's all I have.

We're gonna find her.

You know, Philip had a point.

How on earth did we sleep through all this?

You'd think we'd have heard something.

What time did you go to bed?

About ten.

And me, maybe twenty minutes after.

I tucked Maddy in, we talked a little.

She couldn't get over your card trick,

how you made the queen re-appear.

Just some cheap sleight of hand.

But what you're dong here...

It's not that, is it?

It'll bring her back, won't it?

Make Maddy re-appear?

Hello?

No, Beth, I'm fine.

Well, how, how should I sound?

Is that them?

I gotta go. I'm sorry.

If Beth knows, the whole world knows.

She doesn't. I know better.

Did you have any problems?

I've got the money, don't I?

Though I'm pretty sure I was being watched.

Watched?

Followed.

Guy in a baseball cap.

He'd be there, I'd turn, he'd be gone.

Hello?

Yes.

Yes, I have the money.

Let me hear them.

The drop will be made in one hour.

Someone will be waiting for you behind a warehouse in Newton, on Kaydar.

Where's Maddy? Put Maddy on the phone.

Your daughter's alive.

Miss the drop and she won't be.

You harm one hair on that girl's head and I'll come after you...

Temper, Mr. Sobel.

You just cost yourself an invitation.

Send that wife of yours.

She seem smart.

One hour.

Well, whoever it is, he knows both of you.

Let's go. I'll drive the car.

Like hell you will.

I can drive myself.

Not with my money, you won't.

Pay phone where?

Behind a warehouse in Newton, on Kaydar.

I'll get this stuff back to the lab.

Well, what are you waiting for? Go on.

Thank you, Jordan.

And Nigel...

be careful.

I'll be just around the corner. Be careful.

Okay.

Freeze!

Woody?

Nigel, you should've called me.

Nigel.

What is...

oh my god.

I missed the drop. You made me miss the drop.

Hey, I appreciate this. I really do.

Your colleague, Lily, she's been so nice to me.

I mean, really kind.

Yeah. She's great.

Are you two...

Lily? No. We're just, as you say, colleagues.

Sorry.

I thought I noticed.

Are you married?

Was.

What's that like?

It wasn't all bad. I try not to remember.

That's where I got you beat.

You don't have to have memories to know what it feels like to be in love.

You remember the feeling, don't you?

Used to think I did.

I think it's what keeps me going,

knowing that it's out there, that she's out there.

These calluses...

from some repetitious use holding a tool of some kind.

Any idea what caused that?

No.

That's charcoal under your nails.

- Is that what that is? - Yeah.

I think we're done here. You can get on up.

That superior vena cava's too big.

Excuse me?

You know, whoever drew that...

made it larger than the arch of the aorta.

Did they?

Yeah.

It should be smaller and to the left.

Lily.

I think he's a doctor.

What?

John Doe. He knew specific details about an autopsy report

and just answered five anatomy question only a doctor would know.

So if we cross reference our missing persons search with his description...

How many missing doctors can there be?

I'll get Seely back here.

So help me, if you have cost my daughter her life, I will kill you.

Mr. Sobel...

And bring this department to its knees if you're not thrown off the force!

They said no cops, Nigel.

Nigel didn't call me.

I thought I could trust Bug.

And I thought I could trust you.

Alright,

just stay calm, keep him talking.

- We don't like being... - Give us another chance.

Please don't hurt my baby.

No promises. And no more police.

It won't happen again. I swear it.

And yet there you are, Mr. Sobel, at the police station.

Look, what do you want from us?

Turn off the speaker and hand the phone to your wife.

Can I talk to her? Please.

No, please.

Yes.

I know where that is.

I understand. I won't.

Okay.

Please don't hurt her.

I promise.

Where did they say?

I can't tell you. They'll kill her.

- Sarah... - I can't. I won't.

They'll kill her, don't you understand?

We can't take this risk, Mrs. Sobel.

I'm not his wife, Detective.

I'm Maddy's mother.

And I wont let them or any of you hurt her chances again.

Can you put a tail on her?

Yeah, I can tail her.

Still you can't trust me?

Even with Maddy's life at stake?

Stop. Just stop.

Do you hear yourself?

Don't do this. Not now.

- I never wanted you money before... - It's not about the money.

It's you, Sarah. They could just as easily hurt you.

Well, we have no choice but to trust that they won't.

She has to go alone.

I'll get back to the lab, do whatever I can.

I came up with a phantom hair.

Not belonging to you, Sarah, Maddy or Philip.

DNA result?

Working on it.

What's that you're doing?

Unscrambling the kidnapper's voice, hopefully.

If I can just...

re-adjust the altered modulation,

strip away some of the layers of distortion...

We don't like games.

We don't like games...

We don't like games.

- We don't like games. - You may get it close,

but not enough for a solid ID.

And the winner is...

Beth Silas.

Resident nurse at St. Joe's.

Oh, right, Beth.

The friend who called.

Yeah, she's Maddy's godmother.

She's quite a character, but no way a suspect.

- I'm just saying... - Hey, you're back.

You stay away from me.

Look, Nigel, I...

you were making a mistake.

I only did what I would expect you'd do for me.

What, stab me in the back?

Nigel, don't.

You betrayed me, Bug.

Just as I betrayed Sarah.

Nigel, if there's anything I can do...

You've done enough.

Yeah, Woody.

Nige, meet us at Lake Atwater.

Boat house C.

Sarah made a successful drop

and that's where they said she'd find the girl.

The only missing doctors were a woman from Arizona

and a 31 year old from St. Paul.

He can't stay here any longer.

What do you think will happen to him if he never remembers?

I guess he'll start over.

Clean slate.

We have to tell him, Lily.

You know?

It's okay,

really.

I... I appreciate your trying.

I bought you some clothes.

I hope they fit.

Listen, I'd like to help...

- No, no, I couldn't... - No, I insist. You're going to need it.

Alright, hold the phone everybody.

Why? Did you find something out?

Did I ever?

Turns out there was a murder two nights ago in the apartment

three stories above the alley where we found him.

So you think he did it?

I don't know.

But, maybe he knows who did.

Let's just see if we can jar your memory down at the station.

Thank you.

Both of you, for everything.

I appreciate it so much.

You're an artist.

No.

He's an illustrator.

Great.

You can draw me a picture of where you were the other night.

Wait a minute.

Can you draw an adrenal vein?

I think so.

I know how to figure out who you are.

Where is she? Is she okay?

She's in there.

Philip.

Philip,

what happened?

Sarah?

Sarah...

It's bad, Nige.

It's bad.

Sarah!

There's nothing you can do.

There's nothing you can do.

Nigel. Nigel.

Nigel.

Emergency Services is gonna drag the lake first thing in the morning.

Why?

Why, Woody?

That was Woody.

They still haven't recovered her body.

He also wants you to give a statement at the precinct later.

The sooner he can clear you, the better.

Wait.

Nigel's a suspect?

The father's pushing hard in every direction apparently.

Then Woody should just arrest me now.

Come on, Nigel, you did nothing wrong.

I damn well did nothing right.

I have absolutely no idea what you're talking about.

We're not quite through here, Macy.

There are only a handful of anatomy illustrators in America.

Even fewer on a missing persons report.

Your name is Carl Meisner.

You live on East Collings Road in Hope Valley, Rhode Island.

That's about 45 minutes from here.

You've been married 27 years.

To Dorris?

Yeah. Lily's tracking her down right now.

None of which changes his current situation.

So I'm afraid Mr. Meisner and I still have some unfinished business.

Hey.

Did you find her?

She doesn't want to see him, ever.

Well, did she say why?

She was relieved that he was okay,

and then she said something about too much water under the bridge

and then she hung up on me.

I just can't believe the same woman that wrote these words...

It just doesn't seem right.

Okay, come with me.

Excuse me. Mrs. Meisner?

Yeah.

I spoke to you on the phone earlier about your husband.

And I thought I made myself clear.

Can I ask why you didn't report him missing?

Our marriage was no bed of roses.

He walked out before and always came back.

I believe this time Carl suffered some sort of trauma.

What kind of trauma?

We think it might be amnesia.

Look, I don't know what went wrong between you two,

but at least tell us what happened to him.

- Was it something he did? - No.

He didn't do anything.

Don't get me wrong, Carl is no picnic. But...

at least he didn't have an affair with my best friend.

He came home last Friday and found me with his friend Doug.

Oh, the look on his face.

And he just ran off before I could explain to him.

You know, it didn't... it didn't mean anything.

Just a terrible mistake.

Give him my best, will ya?

That's it? Give him my best?

He deserves better than me.

You wrote this the year you were married.

It was the only thing Carl had on him.

The only thing he knows is that he is still in love with this woman.

Clearly that's not who I am anymore.

That's who he remembers.

After what I did to him...

There may be a chance that he'll never remember.

What are you saying?

You were right about the blood not clotting properly.

It's the little girl's, alright, but it wasn't fresh.

What do you mean, it wasn't fresh?

Just that. Traces of the preservative formaldehyde

suggest it could have been drawn days,

or even weeks ago.

How is that possible?

Nigel, did you take a look at your tox results?

Why would I bother? I know what I've been up to.

Well, you've got unusually high levels of codeine in your system.

Prescription codeine ingested, within, I'd say, the last 36 hours.

No ?? me.

Then how'd it get there?

I found the cards.

Do the... do the trick.

Do the trick? Again?

Okay, come on.

Okay, now Maddy, you gotta watch the queen.

Okay, ready? One, two, three...

It's gone.

More rum punch, anyone?

Punch.

Wait, what?

- Someone got punched? - No. It's rum punch.

We were drinking it, a special concoction of Beth's.

Beth the nurse?

Was she drinking it too?

Of course she was. She was...

Nigel, there's no codeine in her system.

Are you sure she was drinking it?

No, I'm not.

I'll call Woody.

More rum punch, anyone?

No, no, no, please, I'm already seeing stars.

Please.

What about Sarah?

You didn't check her results?

Are you gonna marry Nigel, mommy?

Nigel.

Okay, bedtime, pumpkin.

Go put on your PJs.

Did she drink the punch?

May I come in please?

Nigel, I can't, I need to be alone for a little while...

Where is she?

- Who? - Well, let's start with Beth, shall we?

I want to get that recipe for the rum punch.

Was it three hits of codeine or four?

Cause it had quite a kick.

Nigel, what are you saying?

You never drank from your glass, Sarah.

Oh, you and Beth, you both raised your glasses,

but you never did drink, did you?

- Of course, we did. - Now where is she?

Who, Nigel? Where is who?

Nigel, don't.

- Don't! - Get off me.

Nigel.

- Hey. - Are you coming with us?

Where were you last night, Maddy?

Aunt Beth's house.

And now we're all going to New Zealand.

It's supposed to be great.

You ever been to New Zealand?

No, sweetheart, I haven't.

Me neither.

Can Nigel come, Mom, please?

Maybe, sweetie, maybe.

Nigel, I was going to call you.

I swear it, as soon as the dust settled.

All this for custody.

Philip's evil, don't you see it?

- Not especially. - But you don't know him.

He wants Maddy all to himself. I can't let that happen.

So you find a boyfriend in forensics to support your lie?

You draw Maddy's blood, take hair from her brush,

all to convince me, so what, I convince Philip?

No, it wasn't like that.

Leaving me not only to mourn Maddy, but to blame myself.

I blamed myself!

I'm being blamed by other people.

Then come with us.

We're so close, Nigel.

We're home free.

I was going to call you.

I swear it.

- Look, Sarah... - No, you look!

You don't understand.

He was going to take away my baby.

Take her. Keep her.

Lock her away, just like he did me, and never let her go.

I can't let that happen.

I can't.

I won't.

- Alright, Sarah. - Nigel, he's evil.

I know.

I see that now.

Please.

Please come with us.

Just, um,

just give me a minute, okay?

Hi.

Hello.

I'm Dorris.

I'm your wife.

Now what happens?

Maybe we could just talk...

This belongs to you.

Honey, you broke your glasses.

Oh yeah, I guess I fell.

Are you okay?

Fair.

It's smudged.

Here, let me see.

In quiet moments without you,

I still feel you next to me.

Your touch, your skin,

the soft comfort of your voice

telling me that we'll be together forever...

your strong arms around me,

I am safe

lovers, friends, joined...

Dorris.

Dorris.

I read again right from the start

love letters straight from your heart.

I suppose I owe you an apology.

No. No, you don't.

Take care of Maddy.

Daddy! Daddy!

Oh, baby!

- I missed you. - I missed you.

You know Nigel, Daddy?

Isn't he cool?

Can we go color?

Yes, we can go color.

We'll color right over here.

Come here, my big girl.

Hey now,

all you sinners,

put your lights on,

put your lights on.

Hey now,

all you lovers,

put your lights on...

Hey.

Hey.

So,

anyone up for a little all you can eat at the Beef & Brew?

Sounds good to me.

Nige?

Sounds good.

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