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["Give A Little" playing]

♪ When she walked in With her painted lips ♪

♪ Did she tease you For your flirty quips? ♪

[cell phone chiming]

♪ Did she leave you frozen With the wrong words chosen ♪

♪ You gotta show her Why she can't resist ♪

♪ Make her blush now You put your hands on her hips ♪

♪ She's gonna keep on playing Until you stop chasing ♪

♪ So wrap your arms around her body Tell her all she needs to know ♪

♪ Give a little heart and soul ♪

♪ Let your body lose control ♪

♪ Give a little oh, oh, oh ♪

♪ Give a little ♪

♪ Wrap your arms around ♪

♪ Give a little ♪

♪ You gotta show her When she can't decide ♪

♪ You gotta hold her With that look in your eyes ♪

♪ When you move in close, take your time ♪

[indistinct chatter]

I mean, it's pretty dumb, but whatever.

-Look at this. -Oh, my God, that's so pretty.

I love it. Thank you so much, Aunt Nicole.

-Isn't it pretty, Brit? -Dad? More decaf?

So, you two. High school. That's pretty great.

I guess. It's gonna be sort of weird, though.

[Lynn] Really?

Our school is kind of a feeder for New Trier's,

so we're gonna know a ton of people already.

[Peter] Here, Annie.

-Happy Birthday! -[all exclaiming]

-Oh, my God. Fancy. -It's like the one you saw on The Hills.

[Lynn] I don't think The Hills are role models.

It's a bit revealing, don't you think?

-[Nicole] She's 14, you guys. -No need to remind me.

-So, you did great. -[Lynn] Mm-hmm!

-Come on. -[grandma] Fantastic!

[Will] Come on what?

-Give it to me. -[all laugh]

[Lynn] What's she talking about?

[all] Oh.

-It's a heavy box. -[all laugh]

It's the new MacBook Pro.

It's got a four gigabyte hard drive,

2.53 gigahertz--

[laughs]

What? I know what that means.

-[all laugh] -Oh, my-- [laughs]

[Will] I think you're actually passing wind at this point.

[all laughing loudly]

-[Annie] Dad! -So silly.

[indistinct chatter]

[laptop camera clicks]

[knocking]

It's getting late, Banannie.

Five more minutes, Dad, please? It's still my birthday.

All right. 11:15.

Promise.

[keyboard clacking]

-Who are you talking to? -[system chimes]

I'm chatting, Dad.

My friend Charlie from California.

He's a junior and plays volleyball for his high school.

Oh, a junior. Well, he's obviously a very smart kid.

LOL. "Laugh out loud," right?

-Nice one, Dad. -[keyboard clacking]

"PWOMS"?

[chuckles] "Parent watching over my shoulder."

And what is that?

"Laughing my ass off. Me, too."

-No, wait. -[keyboard clacking]

Dad, can you go talk to mom about mortgage payments or something?

All right. Good night, birthday girl.

Good night. Love you.

[Will] Love you.

-All right, let's see what you got. -[whistle blows]

There you go. Make sure you're touching the line.

Last one. You're almost there.

[whistle blows]

[soft piano music plays]

[indistinct chatter]

[cell phone chimes]

Hey, Annie, come here!

This is Serena.

So, you're Peter Cameron's little sister.

Your brother's hot as shit.

Uh, thanks, I guess.

So, I'm having a little party at my house Saturday night,

and you, little Cameron, are invited.

Okay. Uh, thanks, Serena.

Tell your brother.

[Will] Is it deliberate?

-[cell phone chiming] -No, not at all. [laughs]

[Lynn] Hey, honey?

No phones at the table, please.

I'm sorry.

Katie, will you take a picture of me and Peter?

[Will] Hey, what did Mom just say?

I was just gonna send a photo to Charlie, but okay.

[Peter] So, seriously, what's this guy's deal?

Well, he's smart, and funny.

His brother's being recruited by UC Berkeley for football.

That's where he wants to go, but for volleyball.

Oh, right. The girl's sport.

-[all laugh] -[Will] What do his parents do?

His mom teaches kids with autism and his dad works for ESPN.

I don't know, sweetheart.

Sounds like he's got too much going for him for my liking.

[Lynn] Wow.

[all chuckling]

[over speakers] ♪ You should be stronger than me ♪

♪ You've been here Seven years longer than me ♪

♪ Don't you know You supposed to be the man? ♪

[camera clicks]

[inhales sharply, groans]

Um…

-Hey. -[camera clicks]

-[phone ringing] -[Will] Mm-hmm.

Yeah, I know what you're talking about.

-I'm looking at them right now. -[phone ringing]

These are definitely for a clothing company, right?

So why isn't anybody wearing a shirt?

[chuckling] No, I'm kidding. Yeah. They're good. Go with it. Okay. Bye.

Hi, Mom!

-[Lynn] Hey, honey, how'd it go? -I made the team!

[Lynn] You did? That's great!

What happened?

-Annie? -[door closes]

Come on. Where are you?

About time.

Hi, Charlie.

[chuckles]

-Where's mine, bozo? -[keyboard clacking]

-What? -[keyboard clacking]

"I'm really 20. Sophomore at UC Berkeley."

What?

[reading softly]

Twenty?

Bye.

Hello. [chuckles softly]

Wow.

[pop music playing over speakers]

♪ I watch you watching me shaking Making love to me, baby ♪

♪ Don't you know you've got that Certain something that appeals to me? ♪

[indistinct chatter]

Hi, girls. So did your brother come with?

No, he's packing for college.

Great. Looks like I wore these for nothing.

[all laughing]

Come join us. We're teaching Alexa how to give a blow job.

She sucks. She keeps gagging.

Serena, where's your bathroom?

[Serena] We have like six of them. Go down the hall. You'll find one.

Hi, Dad.

Hey, sweetheart. You have a good time?

Mm-hmm.

Those girls kinda freaked me out, though.

Yeah?

I… I really want them to like me, you know?

-It means a lot. -Just be yourself.

If the Serenas of the world don't like it, it's their loss.

No, it's high school, Dad.

If the Serenas of the world don't like me, I'm screwed. You get it?

Not really, no. Sorry, I've… I've really gotta…

Yeah, okay.

-'Night. -'Night.

[chuckles softly]

-[cell phone chimes] -[Brittany] Is that Charlie?

Yeah, he has a big paper due tomorrow.

That picture he sent you is so hot. He's totally ripped.

Shh. Shut up. My mom.

I got donut holes.

They're very good. Here.

Who was that?

-It was Serena and Tanya. -Mm.

Get anything good?

Mm.

What?

She told me to buy a bra.

Oh, really? Let me see.

Classy.

-You saved the receipt though, right? -Mom.

If you think you're ready for a bra like that,

then we'll talk about it, okay?

Serena kinda made fun of her sports bra.

Why?

'Cause it totally, like, flattens out my boobs.

She said that guys would think that I was hotter

if I, like, had a better bra.

Does, like, Serena say "like" all the time, too?

Because, like, you never used to.

Sorry.

You don't have to dumb yourself down for guys, like Serena.

You know that.

Maybe she thinks that's all she's got to offer.

-Her parents own half of downtown Chicago. -[horn honking]

You get my point though, right?

-Yes, Lynn. -[horn honking]

It's a parking lot, moron. Go around!

-Do you get my point? -Yeah, Mom. I get it.

-[horn honking] -Oh, for the love of--

-Bite me! -[Annie] Mom!

Yeah, I'm gonna get the steak sandwich, medium, with grilled onions.

And can I get a side of chips, please?

-I'm sorry, we don't-- -[Al] He means French fries.

Twenty years here, he still can't say French fries.

I'm gonna have the same thing, actually, except rare on the steak.

And to drink, we'll have a bottle of, uh…

Really?

…'92 Rothschild.

Fantastic selection.

So what are we celebrating?

So A & A wants to use us. For everything.

-They liked the campaign? -Liked?

How about I just got a phone call from the CEO

that was basically ten minutes of phone sex.

Hey, let me ask you something.

How old are you?

-Old enough. -Oh.

I'm Claire, by the way.

Hi, Claire. I'm Al.

-That's Will. -Hi.

Please let me know if there's anything else you need.

Anything?

Can you stop? She's 19.

One hour. That's all I ask.

Just one hour with that ass.

How's Barbara?

-Oh, fuck off. -[laughs]

[over stereo] ♪The night has just begun ♪

♪ Meet me in the back By the bar one-on-one ♪

♪ Let me put my back into it ♪

[singing] ♪ Put my back into it ♪

That is so weird.

Peter and I were just doing exactly the same thing in his room.

-[Katie] Oh, Dad. -[Annie] Dad, go away.

♪ Babe, it's time to go I know it's getting hot ♪

♪ Just know there ain't no lemon peel and don't tell me to stop ♪

♪ I've been working out ♪

[song fades]

-Okay. What now? -[chimes]

What? How old are you?

[sighs]

[Annie whispering] Why do you keep lying?

-[phone rings] -What?

Why do you keep lying to me?

You won't believe the stuff I'm finding here.

I'll say. You wanna keep these Playboys?

What?

Just kidding.

Oh. Yeah, me too. [chuckling]

What, you packed 'em already?

Yeah, kinda.

[laughs]

You all right with this?

With what?

The whole college thing.

Yeah, I guess.

Don't feel pressured into doing things you don't want to do.

Wait. This isn't another father-son talk, is it?

Oh, Dad, we had the sex talk, like, three years ago

and I still can't order a salad with cucumbers in it.

I just don't want you to lose sight of what's important, like--

Taking responsibility for my actions,

living up to my potential and personal expectations,

staying true to my beliefs. Basically, being a man?

Something like that.

Relax, Pop. I got this. Trust me.

God. Come on. Let's hug it out.

[chuckles]

I feel the same way.

You coming in, sweetheart? It's getting cold.

Hold on a sec.

Um, I'm talking to Brittany, Dad.

Two minutes.

Okay. Now go away.

Hi.

How do I know that?

Okay.

Well, are you still a virgin?

Good, 'cause that would have been creepy.

So, um, how old were you when you…

Did you set the alarm?

Force field activated.

Is Annie upstairs?

She's in her room. Pete's still out.

Amen to that.

-You heartless witch. -[chuckles] What?

-You're happy he's going, aren't you? -Two words for you.

Home gym.

[both laugh]

His room's gonna look great with a treadmill in it.

Our poor kid is barely packed, and you're already redecorating.

What can I say? Except…

good riddance! [laughs]

-[both laugh] -Fuck.

Oh, for God's--

[Annie] They're in their room.

Right now? Just a T-shirt and some underwear. [chuckles]

No. With just the T-shirt.

Oh.

Okay.

Okay, it's dark now.

[chuckles softly] Oh, I guess. What is it?

No.

[soft piano music plays]

Okay.

[Peter] I got one more here, Dad.

-Is that everything? -Yeah.

Katie, come give me a hug.

[Katie] No. I don't want you to go.

[Peter clears throat]

So, I guess I'm gonna go to college now.

[scoffs good-naturedly]

I love you. Email me, okay?

Okay. Hey, and check my tweets.

[Will] Okay, we gotta go, guys.

-We'll see you later. -Bye, angel. Bye.

-[student guide speaking indistinctly] -[bells tolling]

Hi. Uh, it's me again.

Where are you? I'm sitting on the bench just outside.

[Charlie] Annie?

-Yes? -It's me. Charlie.

Hey, you.

God, I can't believe it's really you.

Look at you. You're gorgeous.

Is this a joke?

What?

No, it's me, Charlie.

What's wrong?

You're not 25.

Oh. Well, hey…

Don't get upset.

Annie, please.

Just give me a chance to explain.

It's me, Charlie.

I'm sorry, I, but--

Okay, all right. You're right. You're right.

I just couldn't think of a way to tell you.

You have to believe me.

Annie, please. Please?

Don't get upset. You're killing me here.

Annie? It's still me.

Okay?

Forget the age thing. All that stuff that we talked about?

All the things that we shared? It's me. Charlie.

I'm sitting right here next to you.

[crying] Why do you keep lying to me?

Because of this.

I was… I was afraid

that you wouldn't be mature enough to understand.

Annie, when you connect with someone the way that we connected,

when you find a soul mate

the way that we found each other,

then nothing else matters.

I thought you were old enough to understand that.

I mean, you made me think you could handle this, Annie.

I mean, this is ridiculous.

I mean, it's me, Charlie.

The same guy that you've been talking to every day and every night

for the last two months.

[chuckles] I mean…

I love you.

Annie.

And I don't get why age has to change that.

Can we just walk a bit?

Talk a little bit more.

Just for a couple of minutes

before I have my long drive back to the airport?

Come on. Just…

I was just looking forward to seeing you so much.

I thought we were friends at least, Annie.

[indistinct chatter]

This remind you of anything?

I was just thinking that.

Your year abroad in London.

All these American students come in.

I saw this girl.

Love at first sight.

-Didn't work out. I ended up with you. -[chuckles]

[Brittany] Okay. There.

Sorry.

[Lynn] Go ahead, spin it.

[Annie] The candy's weird.

It's better without it.

[Charlie] Can I have some?

Oh.

Yeah. You win.

Pistachio rocks.

So Peter took off, huh?

You must be so excited.

Yeah, I'm happy for him.

I'm just gonna miss him, that's all.

I just hope he doesn't get caught up into that whole fraternity rush thing.

Sounds so stupid.

Yeah, there's definitely some stupid stuff involved,

but I have to say I was a Delt, and there were some great things about it, too.

I met some… some quality guys that I hope will be friends for life.

Yeah, I just, when he drinks, he kind of loses control.

This one time he tried to text me the sound of him vomiting.

It's kind of tough to spell. [chuckles]

It's kind of… [mimics gagging] I… I don't know.

It's like, "U-G," I don't know.

But, I just hope he doesn't just do it to party and get laid.

But, yeah, I guess that's what college is for, right?

Finding out for yourself, finding out who you are.

-What? -Nothing.

It's just…

You amaze me. Seriously.

You're so intelligent and sensitive, like,

wise beyond your years.

It's just amazing, that's all.

Hey.

Want me to teach you the secret Delt handshake?

[chuckles] Okay.

You can't tell anyone.

-I won't. -Okay.

Stick out your hand like you're gonna shake mine.

[sighs]

So…

So…

You still mad at me?

No, not really.

Wanna check out your present?

Oh, yeah.

You said you'd want one in red, so…

It's sexy, right?

I can't tell you how many times I've thought about you in it.

Ah, it's crazy,

I'm so nervous and excited

to be sitting here with you finally after all this time.

[soft piano music plays]

[imperceptible]

[soft piano music continues]

[engine starts]

[door opens]

There.

Happy?

You look ridiculously sexy.

No, don't go.

I'm serious.

Come here.

Come sit down.

Have you thought about us like this?

I know you have because you told me about it, didn't you?

[Annie] You don't think my body's weird?

[Charlie] Are you kidding?

You're… you're gorgeous.

So you're not… disappointed or anything?

Annie.

Annie.

You're perfect.

You take my breath away.

Can I just…

[kissing]

No, wait, Charlie, wait. Hold on.

[Charlie] It's okay.

Charlie--

[Charlie] It's okay.

Charlie, wait. I--

Charlie.

[sobbing]

[breath trembling]

[Charlie] It's okay, Annie.

Don't worry.

[soft metallic clinking of belt]

-[zipping] -I'm just taking these off.

Oh. Hold still, Annie. I've gotta take these off, too.

That's my girl.

Oh, God. Look at you.

-[kissing] -[soft sobbing]

[Charlie] This is perfect.

[Charlie breathes heavily]

[Lynn] How about the boys in class?

-[Katie] They're okay. -[Lynn] Are they?

[cutlery clinking]

[Katie] Um, we're making bowls in pottery class,

but mine looks like an ashtray,

which is kind of funny because I don't smoke.

[Will and Lynn laugh]

[Lynn] Nice. [chuckling]

How about you, Annie? How's school?

-Annie. -[Annie] Hmm?

School. How is it?

[Lynn] Annie?

[indistinct chatter]

[girl 1] He's so cute.

[Serena] I know.

You should go out with him.

-[Brittany] Did you get my text? -Mm-hmm.

Why didn't you call me back?

Check it out, Annie. Your boyfriend.

[girls] Ow!

Told you before. He's not my boyfriend.

Saying that makes him think you like him.

If you're obsessed with him, why you fuck him?

-[girl 2] What's your problem? -[Serena] Yeah? He's cute!

[Annie crying] Pick up, please pick up.

-[line ringing] -[sobbing] Pick up, please.

[Brittany] Is this about Charlie?

[Annie] No. No.

Annie, what happened?

That was him at the mall, wasn't it?

How old is he?

-It doesn't matter. -Annie, wait.

Oh, my God.

[Annie] It's not that big a deal.

We met up on Saturday. We had sex.

[sobs]

We're in love.

[Brittany] Oh, my God.

[Annie] Now just drop it. I'm serious.

-[sobbing] -[school bell ringing]

[teacher] The word "ciao" comes from schiavo, or servant,

and was used as--

Sorry to interrupt, uh…

Mind if I borrow Annie Cameron for a second?

-Ms. Worley, why are we going this way? -Oh, it's all right, Annie. Come on in.

Why don't you have a seat?

I know, yeah.

Holy shit! Dude, dude.

[students chattering]

[boy] She's getting arrested!

[muffled banging]

No, it's Antigua. Anguilla is a totally different island.

I was hoping to get the crew and the equipment in the same place.

-[telephone ringing] -Yeah. Hang on. Hang on just a second.

Hello. Speaking.

[suspenseful music plays]

Sorry, I… I don't understand.

[Lynn] Will. Will!

What happened?

They won't tell me anything. I just got here, and I--

Excuse me. Annie Cameron. We're the parents.

Let me find the nurse.

-Mr. and Mrs. Cameron? -Yes?

I'm Officer Gomez.

Your daughter wants you to know she's okay. You should have a seat.

-What's going on? -What?

We don't know exactly what's happened.

What we do know so far is that we think she was assaulted

by her alleged boyfriend three days ago.

She hasn't got a boyfriend.

Well, apparently, on Saturday,

she met up with a man she calls Charlie at a motel,

where she was sexually assaulted.

The man is at least 35 years old.

Jesus Christ. Where is she?

She's in an exam room with the nurse

collecting evidence for the rape kit. She's okay.

-One of the counselors is with her. -I have to see her.

Look, there is a private waiting room--

-We have to see her right now! -We want to see her right now.

She's having an exam. You'll see her in a minute.

[nurse] I'm almost done. I just need to get one more picture of that abrasion.

[breathes heavily]

[Will] This is fucking insane.

Oh, baby.

[sobbing]

It's okay.

We're here. We're here now. [sniffles]

-[Annie sobbing] -Mr. and Mrs. Cameron, I'm Gail Friedman.

I'm a counselor with the hospital. I'm glad you're here.

-Annie here is an amazing young woman. -[man] Gail.

Ah. This is Special Agent Doug Tate with the FBI.

-Hi. -FBI?

Why?

Well, any time a crime is committed against a child using the Internet

and the suspect is a traveler,

someone from out of state, they call us in.

Look, Annie, I know you've had a rough day,

but I need to ask you a couple of questions. You feel up for it?

Do we have to do this now?

The sooner we start this investigation, the better.

Do we still have the clothes she was wearing?

-[Gail] Yes. -Are they here?

[Gail] No, they're at her house.

Okay, I need to get those from you as soon as possible.

Is that okay?

Yeah, I guess.

Mr. Cameron, Mrs. Cameron.

I would like to talk to Annie alone. Could you please--

I've had enough of this.

This is our daughter. We wanna be with her.

[Gail] You've got to understand that,

right now, Annie's a victim of a crime and you are just witnesses.

That's why we interview everybody separately

so as not to contaminate anyone's testimony.

If you can just give Annie and I a second alone,

and then I'll come back to your house

and we can all sit down and talk.

Fair enough?

[Lynn] So how long will this take?

Well, it depends if we get enough genetic material to run a profile.

-Oh. -And if there is, how long?

Right now, there's a nationwide backlog.

In Illinois alone, we've got 2,000 unopened kits

sitting in freezers, waiting to be processed.

-Some people have been waiting a year. -What?

How is that possible?

We'll run this through the FBI facilities.

-So, two weeks, a month on the outside. -A month?

Now can I see the family computer?

-[man] Doug. -Yeah.

-Did you copy the hard drive? -Yup.

We'll take that with the evidence down to the lab.

Okay.

Apart from Teen Chat,

were there any other networking sites you used to communicate?

No, not really.

Did you guys ever speak on the phone?

You spoke to him.

You said his mother was sick.

-Yeah. Cancer. -[Tate] Yeah, okay.

Tell him you feel awful about his mother, that you really wanna talk to him

that you lost an uncle to cancer.

-I… I don't know. -You don't know what?

I just don't wanna lie to him.

What are you talking about, sweetheart? He lied to you.

[Lynn] What do you think of writing to him

and just telling him how you feel?

Yeah, Annie. Would that be good?

-Yeah, I guess. -[Tate] Okay, good.

[Tate] Okay, just keep it simple. Be yourself.

[beeps]

-Maybe he didn't even like me. -He didn't.

[Lynn] Will!

It wasn't like that, sweetheart. The man tricked you.

What?

[chimes]

-Is that him? -Charlie.

Remember, he's gonna test you

to see if you told anybody. You haven't, okay?

Tell him that you're concerned and a little worried he hasn't called. Okay?

-Should I? -Yeah, answer him. Yeah.

[Will] Are… are you guys tracing this?

Yes.

[ringing]

It says private. What do I do to answer it?

[Tate] Frank, are we good?

-[ringing continues] -We're good.

Annie? Look at me. Just… just talk to him.

All right?

Okay.

-Hello? -[Charlie] Annie?

-Charlie? -Hi.

Hi.

[Charlie] It's kinda late. Where are your parents?

They took Katie to the movies.

Charlie?

[suspenseful music plays]

[phone ringing loudly]

[whispering] Shit.

-[Charlie] Shame on you, Annie. -[line disconnects]

Charlie? Charlie, are you there?

-Charlie? -Damn it!

-Frank, did we get it? -[keyboard clacking]

Well, that's it. He's gone.

Why did you make me do that?

Annie. Annie!

[Tate] He probably got your cell number off your website.

Look, I'll give you a call when I get back from the motel.

Tell me something. Did she yell for help?

I mean, did she scream, tell him to stop?

Just because she didn't scream for help, does not mean this wasn't rape.

Now that guy is 20 years older than she is.

He groomed her for weeks just to get her into the motel room

and she's armed with what? The eighth-grade biology

and the expectation that the world is a decent place.

-I'm gonna fucking kill this guy. -No, you won't. That's why I'm here.

-Now, we will find him. -And what am I supposed to do?

You go back inside, support your daughter, and let us do our job.

With just five of you guys working the whole state?

-I'm not gonna stand around and wait-- -Mr. Cameron, I promise you.

I put everything I got into these cases.

You just gotta give us a chance.

Now, my cell is on the back.

You call me if you need anything.

I'll drop you a line tomorrow when I get back from the motel.

[Lynn] You want me to sleep with you tonight?

No, I just want my blanket.

[beeping]

[Lynn sniffling]

[sobs]

[gasping]

[Annie sobbing] No, please, stop.

Stop, please!

Dad, please help me to stop him.

Please, Dad, help!

[screaming] Help me! No, get off! [sobbing]

Don't. Please, Dad, help me, please. Stop! No, please. [sobbing, screaming]

-Stop! No! -[Al] Will.

You all right, buddy?

Yeah, of course.

If Mrs. Van Dersey wants the meeting, fine.

But I think that we should dictate the parameters.

No more of this bullshit.

Okay.

Is there any more coffee?

-Get him another coffee. -[knocking]

-[door opens] -Hey. I got you a new cell.

Now, you have to promise me

that you're not gonna call him or text him with this new number.

Remember what Tate said about the old one,

that if he tries to call you on that, you tell us immediately.

I'm gonna have to check the bills,

and if I find out that you've tried to contact him

I'm gonna have to take it back.

Okay?

So, what, Do I just start talking like Tony Soprano?

Boy, I hope not. [chuckles softly]

I'm glad you came.

Yeah, well, my parents said I had to.

Well, even so, I'm still glad.

I want this to be a place for you to feel safe and comfortable

talking about anything.

I just wanna be helpful to you.

You think I need help?

I think that what you've been through must be very difficult.

You know, what's the big deal?

There are girls at my school

who've had sex with half the football team.

I lose my virginity and my parents make a federal case out of it.

Literally.

I think they're concerned you may have been in danger

more than anything else.

Danger?

That's 'cause they don't know him.

You know, the thing is,

I bet my dad would really like him

if they'd met, you know, before.

What is it about him you think your father would like?

He's sweet, and smart, and really funny.

And gives great advice, and which, by the way, worked.

I made the team because of him.

You think that's the reason you made the team?

Because of his advice, and not your own ability?

Well, he's older. He's been playing longer.

What'd you think about him being older?

At first, I thought he was 16, okay?

And then, all of a sudden, he's 20, and I'm like, what?

And then we kept talking

and I was, like, what's the big deal?

He gets me, you know?

He's not judgmental.

He's encouraging.

And despite my age difference, he still loves me.

And he thinks I'm beautiful.

What'd you think about him not being honest about his age?

You know, Charlie said that…

when you connect like we did,

when you find that soul mate,

that's the only thing to think about.

Don't you believe that when two people are in love,

nothing else matters?

I can understand how strong those feelings are, Annie.

But, there are reasons why girls your age and men his

aren't supposed to be together.

Whatever.

He loves me.

I know he does.

And he's dying to call me or email me,

but he knows it's not safe,

thanks to my parents and the FBI.

I just--

What?

I just hope he's okay.

[suspenseful music plays]

What, he go to lunch early?

He went home. Said he wasn't feeling well.

[cell phone ringing]

Hello?

Will, it's Agent Tate.

I wanted to give you an update.

Now, look, the motel didn't give us much.

He paid cash for the room, told the manager he lost his wallet,

even ordered a credit card in front of him.

The, uh… the cell phone was prepaid. It was purchased in St. Louis.

He paid cash for that, too, whoever he is.

So his name's not Charles Hightower.

Yeah, not that we can tell.

I found seven of them living in the U.S. so far,

but none of them fit the description.

There's nothing that confirms he's from California.

We actually traced his IP address to the Czech Republic.

What?

It seems he's running some sort of ghost program.

It's a software that bounces his IP address from one server to another

all around the world.

Sir?

Sorry, I don't understand. What does that mean?

It means he's good at what he's doing.

But don't worry, don't worry. This is exactly how it starts.

-You need to go through, get your stuff. -One minute, please.

-What about the car? Anything? -Hang up the phone, sir.

It was an airport rental. He swapped the plates.

Gary!

Look, I'll have to call you back. Okay?

Seriously, is my conversation that much of a threat to security?

Thank you, sir.

[man on tv] …in one motion and have it land perfectly in the pan.

-Is it over? -Yeah, you missed a pretty good fight.

When they do Real Housewives of Chicago, I am so auditioning.

Yeah, right.

[man continues on tv indistinctly]

I talked to Jennie.

Brittany's really upset you won't call her back.

Good.

-She was only trying to help, honey. -She's a bitch.

No, she's your best friend.

Best friends don't narc on each other.

Not like she'll ever get a boyfriend

but if she does, I hope someone ruins it for her, too.

-[door opens] -[Will] Lynn?

[door closes]

-Did you get my message? -Yeah.

I called you back, but it went to voice mail.

Did you eat?

Have a look at this a second.

You won't believe this.

[keyboard clacking]

What is this?

This is the National Sex Offenders Registry.

There's perverts all over Wilmette, not just Chicago.

See this? All these red dots.

They're everywhere.

Oh, my God.

This guy here is literally three blocks away on Linden.

What's going on?

Hi, sweetheart. Um, come here a second.

I need you to do something for me.

These men are all registered sex offenders in the neighborhood

that fit the description.

I need you to look through them.

Why?

In case one of them's Charlie.

What?

No. No.

Honey, you should. One of them could be him.

None of them's him.

Forget the hair and the mustaches. Just look at the face.

-Could any of them be him? -I said, no.

-God, what's your problem? -My problem is you were attacked.

It wasn't like that.

Besides, none of them are Charlie, okay?

Are we done?

[scoffs]

"PervertTracker." What is this?

It's a group I met with today.

Supposed to be the best in the country. They hunt predators.

Today? It says they're in New Jersey.

You were in New Jersey today?

You got on a plane today without telling me?

Are you fucking kidding me?

I swear to God, Will

if you ever get on a plane again without telling me,

I swear to God, I don't know what I'd do.

-I swear to God. -I'm sorry.

-You're right. I'm sorry. -When did this--

I'm gonna go check on her.

[suspenseful music plays]

[Annie] I've gotta get out of my house.

How come? What's happening at home?

You know, they think I'm stupid for meeting up with him.

Going back to his hotel.

They said that?

My dad looks at me like I'm an idiot.

He wants to kill Charlie. That's all he talks about.

Getting his hands on him.

What would you do if he got in touch with you

have you thought about what you'd say?

I just wanna talk to him. Hear his voice.

See how his mom's doing, and his little dog.

See how we're gonna make this work.

I just wanna talk to him about what happened.

You know, we haven't really talked about that,

about what happened in the motel?

Are we supposed to?

In my experience, it helps. It really does.

But only if you're ready.

It's… it's kind of weird, you know.

Like it wasn't really happening to me.

Like I was watching it from above.

Well, sometimes when you can't physically escape from a situation

where you feel frightened or threatened,

you find a way to remove

or distance yourself psychologically.

It's a way of protecting yourself.

Does that make sense?

-Still have ten minutes. -Yeah, well. I'll see you later.

[Al] Chicago has a very strong sense of history.

Like when they bought Marshall Field's, turned it into a Macy's.

They lost half their client base.

You want a fresh look, but you don't want to alienate your loyal customers.

We loved what you did with A & A, particularly in the tween market.

Well, that was mostly Will's work here.

I don't know if that's true, but I'm very happy to take the credit.

[all chuckle]

[man] Rebecca?

Becky.

-Jerry? -Yeah.

Hi, Jerry.

Look at you. You're gorgeous.

[Becky over mic] You really think so?

[Jerry over mic] Yeah. Can't believe it's you.

Did you bring your stuff?

[Jerry over mic] Uh…

Fuck! Hey! Hey! Stop! FBI!

[Becky] Hey, get that guy!

[Tate] Go, guys, get him! Come on!

Hey!

There's a lot of similarities between your company and Academic Appeal.

It's just you have a much more sophisticated client base.

Everybody wants to broaden their consumer appeal,

especially in the tween market.

-I mean, it's like the Holy Grail of-- -[cell phone vibrating]

Sorry, would you just excuse me a minute?

[Tate] Look, I'm really sorry, Will.

So what made you think he was our guy?

The program he was running to scatter his IP address,

the chat rooms he used.

Mostly, Will, it was his conversation. It was the way he spoke.

It was very similar to the way Charlie chatted.

How do you know that?

I was able to get transcripts of two months' worth of IM chats

between him and your daughter from Teen Chat.

You're kidding.

No. I'm not.

-So when can I see them? -You can't, Will.

It's an ongoing investigation. I'd completely lose Annie's trust.

Now, I do have some good news.

The lab was able to extract enough DNA for a profile.

We're gonna run it through CODIS, the national database,

and if there's a hit, we should know within a week or two at the most.

Hey, I'll be right back. I gotta call in.

-[Will] Lynn. -Will, what are you doing here?

-I just came from seeing Tate. -What's wrong?

-You're not gonna believe this. -What? What is this?

Read it.

-What is it? -Just read it.

"I can't stop thinking about it.

You inside me. I get wet when I picture it."

Okay, stop.

Our daughter wrote this.

Annie.

"How big are you? I bet you taste good."

-Will, stop it. -"I wanna see it right now."

Stop it, Jesus! God!

She's 14. Where the hell did she learn this?

She's 14, she didn't make this happen!

We have to talk to her about this.

-You are not gonna talk to her. -Look at it!

Our daughter sounds like a fucking porn star!

You cannot confront her!

-I'm gonna kill him. -No.

I'm gonna find this animal and I'm gonna fucking kill him.

Stop it!

Oh, my God. You're acting crazy, Will.

No, you're not gonna-- You're not gonna read this.

-Just leave it alone. Give it to me. -Oh, my God, Will.

I'll see you tonight.

I need you to bring that back to me right now!

I'll get it back to you tomorrow.

You do know it's a federal crime, right?

[Will] I have a right to know who my daughter's talking to.

No, no, no. You are interfering with the investigation.

You've betrayed your daughter's trust to me.

She doesn't need to know.

You're not letting me do my job, Mr. Cameron.

I need you to bring them back to me right now.

Yeah, I will. I'll get it back to you.

-Right-- -[line disconnects]

Oh, you son of a bitch.

-[upbeat music playing] -[indistinct chatter]

Hey, stranger.

This is something, huh?

Oh, yeah, it's great. I feel 80.

Mojito?

I'm fine, thanks.

[man] Hey, great party, man.

[Al] Will, come here!

[imperceptible]

[indistinct chatter]

[suspenseful music plays]

[breathing heavily]

Will. Are you all right?

No, I'm… I'm… I'm just feeling, I'm--

-[spluttering] Sorry. -[glass shatters]

Will? Will!

[suspenseful music continues]

[suspenseful music continues]

[door opens in distance]

[Lynn] Will?

I heard the door.

[Will] That was me.

I couldn't sleep. I took a drive.

Well, you scared me.

-Will, you scared me. -Sorry.

All right, so, are you coming up?

In a bit.

What are you doing?

Nothing.

Is this you?

Are you… are you Sad Little Girl?

What are you doing?

You're posing as a teenage girl

to chat with men online, seriously?

That's what they do. They showed me.

Oh, my God.

It's a way of drawing them out.

Good night.

[melancholy music plays]

[Lynn] I spoke to Pete today.

He's coming home for Halloween.

Well, he said he would try. He's got a lot of work, but…

And he sounds good. Happy.

You didn't tell him, did you?

-[Lynn] No. But I-- -Don't, okay?

Oh, about what? What?

Remember what we talked about upstairs, sweetie, about Annie being hurt?

I'm serious, okay?

Okay.

How about we go to the movies this weekend?

Is there anything you wanna see?

Nothing you'd be interested in.

Well, try me. I may surprise you.

Yeah, right.

What does that mean?

Why are you being so mean to me? What did I do?

I'm not being mean.

Katie, am I being mean?

[Katie] No.

How about we go on a bike ride this weekend?

[Katie] Well, yeah. Uh, can we also go along the lake?

Yeah. And we can go to that favorite rock that you like.

[Katie] Cool.

[girl giggles]

[Annie] Great.

You know, you don't have to do this, honey.

Yeah, I know.

Well, call me if you need anything, okay?

Honey? Give me a kiss.

Mm!

I love you.

-[Annie] See you later. -Okay.

You're gonna have to talk to me sometime.

I'm really sorry, Annie, okay?

I didn't know what else to do.

-Annie? -You're sorry?

Yeah.

Do you realize what you did?

You fucked up everything.

Charlie, my parents, everything.

I was scared, okay?

No. It's not okay.

I kept every secret of yours.

Annie, you're my best friend, and I was worried about you.

"Was." I was your best friend.

Do me a favor and never talk to me again.

Annie.

Annie!

That was fucking embarrassing at the launch party.

Oh, yeah, I know, I'm sorry.

It was just some personal stuff. It was nothing.

You're sure?

Because you've been kind of MIA around here lately.

There just could not be a worse time to be distracted

while I need your head in the game.

What, you don't think I'm giving 100%, coach?

Well, you tell me. I put this on your desk a week ago.

Mel's been waiting since Monday for you to sign off on this.

Tell him they're fine. Run with it.

You haven't even looked at it, have you?

What the hell's going on?

It's Annie.

She was sexually assaulted.

What?

Oh, my God.

I had no idea, Will.

She's fine. I mean, she wasn't, but she's okay.

They catch the guy?

They're looking for him.

They started with the crime scene in the motel.

Jesus. She was kidnapped?

No, she-- She sort of knew the guy.

I… I don't understand.

It was someone she met online someone she'd been talking to for a while.

Oh, I thought you meant she was, like, attacked, you know. I--

-[exhales] You scared the shit out of me. -She was raped.

She's 14. The guy's in his 30s.

I know, I know. It's just that I was picturing--

You don't wanna know what I was picturing.

Could have been much worse.

[knock on door]

[Will] Hey, can I come in?

I guess. What's up?

How was school?

Okay.

Was it weird seeing your friends again?

It was fine, Dad.

Did you see Gail today?

No, tomorrow.

How's that going?

Great. I'm cured.

Still no contact from "Charlie"?

I hate when you do that.

Say his name like that.

-It's not his real name, is it? -What do you want, Dad?

Has there been any contact?

-No. -None at all?

What, you don't believe me? You wanna check my phone?

-Would you have a problem with that? -Yeah, I would.

If there's nothing to hide, why would that be a problem?

You're unbelievable.

What?

Take it. What's your problem?

What is my problem? My problem is you lied to me, sweetheart.

From the second that you knew he wasn't 15, you should have told me,

and you didn't. You lied.

Why didn't you come and talk to me or your mother and say what was going on?

When you found out for the first time, what--

What were you thinking? You didn't know then that something was wrong?

When you met him in the mall and saw him for the first time

what do you do, you don't call me? You don't run away?

You get in a car with him? It's like rule number one.

-You know, I'm trying to understand-- -Please just leave me alone.

-But talk to me-- -You're just pissed you didn't know.

-No, that's not-- -No, everything would've been fine

if everyone would've just chilled out.

-What are you talking about? -Charlie and me.

-Are you out of your mind? -You're the crazy one!

Checking my phone, bringing out sickos on the web.

I'm trying to find the scumbag!

He's not like that! You don't even know him!

My God, you're protecting him. The guy raped you.

-And you're protecting him. -He didn't rape me!

Get out, get out of my fucking room right now!

I hate you. Get out!

Get out!

[sobbing] Get out of my room!

I just wanted to know how Annie's doing.

You know I can't discuss her treatment with you, Mr. Cameron.

This still doesn't make sense to me. She's my daughter. A minor.

If she needed an appendectomy, you'd need my signature for surgery.

-Therapy is different. -Yeah, but this whole--

None of this makes sense to me. And I'm really starting to…

What's going on?

I can't stop thinking about it.

I'm driving my car…

Whatever, in the office, in a meeting,

and I think about him on top of her.

The other night I had this dream. I'd got him.

I was beating the life out of him.

I was on top of him and I was punching him and his face was caving in.

There was blood everywhere. I could actually taste it.

I woke up, I found I'd actually chewed the inside of my mouth.

It's my own blood I was tasting.

What if they did catch him. How would that make you feel?

Good. Relieved.

-Angry. -Why angry?

Because I'd still want to rip his fucking head off, and now I couldn't.

What else are you angry about?

I'm angry I didn't know what was going on.

I'm angry that Annie lied to me.

That I didn't know the extent of her intimacy with him.

That I couldn't--

What?

Stop it?

We can't control what happens to us or our loved ones.

What happens when Annie goes to college?

What are you saying?

People get hurt.

There's only so much we can do to protect ourselves, our children.

The only thing we can do is be there for each other

when we do fall down, to pick each other up.

[soft piano music plays]

[suspenseful music plays]

[breathing heavily]

[thudding]

[man groans]

[gunshot]

[boy] Can I help you with anything today, sir?

[indistinct chatter]

[Peter] Hey, Pop!

-[Will] Hey. -Ah.

-[Peter] You look older. -It's only been six weeks, smart ass.

Yeah, still, maybe it's, uh, like Einstein's special relativity.

You know, six weeks to me, five years to you.

I think I preferred you with a high school education.

Dude. No way. I don't want you to hurt yourself.

So how was the ride in?

Okay.

I'm still a little ugh.

Oh. Big night, eh?

I was off my face, wasn't I?

Come here.

Jesus, Pop. What is it?

[Nicole] Where are the kids?

[Lynn] Come on, kids. Hurry up, the food's gonna be cold.

[indistinct chatter]

-[Peter] All right, ready? -[Nicole] Look at her.

-Hey! -[all laugh]

[all clapping]

[Will] It's fantastic.

Look at the toilet seat cover.

It was her idea.

Oh. Let me help you off with your flippers so you can eat.

[Katie] No, that's cheating.

-That's not a very scary mask, Pete. -It is to Grandpa.

Don't get me started. He's a socialist.

-[grandma] Oh, Cal, now come on. -No costume, Annie?

This is my costume.

You're not supposed to wear a penguin, you're supposed to be a penguin.

Do you want me to come or not?

Okay. I guess you can come.

[all chuckle]

-Hey, Banans. -Yeah.

I'm sorry I didn't get to email much.

You know, things up there are really crazy.

It's no big deal.

No. No, I should have called more. Checked in a bit.

You know I love you, right?

Right?

[grandma] You kids ever hear the story about when grandpa and I met on Halloween?

He asked me to take a picture of him next to this statue of a werewolf.

They've all heard the story, Susan.

-[Lynn] No, no, we haven't. -Okay, good.

So, he goes up and he stands right under it,

trying to impress me, of course.

But it turns out, it's just a guy in a costume, right, hon?

[chuckling] And he grabs grandpa.

And Grandpa starts screamin' like a girl.

-[grandpa] I did not. -[grandma] You did.

[all laughing]

Annie, honey. Is that corn cold?

Because I could heat it up for you, sweetie.

Mm. It's fine.

Annie, you have to try the sweet potatoes. They are amazing.

[grandma] Oh, they are, sweetheart. Just have a little. You'll love 'em.

You guys wanna cut my steak, too?

So, I hear you got a girl, Pete.

What? No. No, God, no.

No, it's just this girl I met at a mixer.

Yeah, she's a DG.

But we're not-- You know, we're just friends.

She's super athletic, though. She plays tennis and lacrosse.

You'd really like her.

Cool.

But, you know, she's… she's not my girlfriend or anything.

-We just started hanging out. -[grandpa] Yeah.

Peter, it's okay for you to have a girlfriend.

It's pretty normal. Right, Dad?

-I'm not sure I understand. -You don't understand?

Have you guys had sex yet?

Annie.

-Was she good? -That's enough.

[Annie] What?

You can tell everybody about my life,

about me having sex and who with, but I can't ask him?

I asked you not to tell him.

That's the only thing I asked.

Thank you, Dad.

I hope you guys have an awesome time.

-[Lynn] Honey, please, please stay. -[Annie] No. No. Let me go.

[Tate] Okay. Good news.

We ran the DNA from his shirt through the national database.

-And we actually found a match. -[Lynn exhales]

That's… that's incredible.

-So what happens now? You arrest him? -[Tate] It's not that easy.

While the DNA is on the database, it's still a John Doe.

We don't know who it belongs to.

I don't understand.

Well, there were other cases, Will, three of them, where rapes were reported.

We were able to recover genetic material from the victim and the crime scene.

The DNA profile is the same.

It's just that we don't know who it belongs to.

So he's done this before.

-Yes, he has. -[Lynn] Oh, my God.

He's had other girlfriends before. I told you that.

These weren't girlfriends, Annie. These were minors who reported rape.

Well, DNA can be wrong.

The odds of these four samples not coming from the same person

are in the hundreds of millions.

It's the same guy.

Now, look. We, uh… we don't normally do this.

We're very careful with victim information.

But I'm hoping there might be some kind

of connection between all four of you girls.

Maybe you went to the same camp together, you shopped at the same mall.

I can't give you their names, but I was hoping that

you might take a look at their pictures.

[Lynn] I don't know if this is a good idea.

No, no. I want, I want to. Yeah.

All right, Annie, do you know this girl?

She's from Cleveland.

She's 15 years old.

No.

No? Okay.

This is the Milwaukee case.

This photo was taken about a year ago.

She's 14

Now, this girl was assaulted in St. Louis seven months ago.

-She's 12. -[gasps]

[Lynn] Oh, my God.

I don't… I don't know them.

Okay. It's okay. You did a good job.

Thank you, Annie.

-Honey. -[Annie] I'm fine. I just need a second.

So the FBI's been chasing this guy for years?

It looks that way, yeah.

Look, on the upside, Will, there's more information for us.

There's more evidence for us.

The investigation has been a real breakthrough.

I bet the agent in St. Louis said the same thing to some family seven months ago.

I understand your frustration.

-But I'm working as hard as I can. -Yeah, but it's not enough, is it?

I mean, that sick fuck is still out there grooming other girls, right?

I'm doing all I can. Sorry you don't see it that way.

[Lynn] Annie? Annie!

Did she come down here?

[suspenseful music plays]

[horn honking]

[Gail] You okay?

You want something to drink? Water?

There were other girls.

What other girls? What do you mean?

Charlie. He had other girls.

Three of them. Like me.

There were other victims, you mean?

He said that I was special.

That I was the only one for him.

But if there are other girls…

They weren't even-- They weren't even that pretty!

-Tell me why it matters. -No. No. No.

Why does that matter?

[sobbing] Because they were just like me.

He told me, he said I was pretty.

What's wrong with me?

Why does it mean that something's wrong with you?

If he lied to me the way he lied to those other girls, he never loved me.

He lied so he could have sex with me.

-What, Annie? -[sobbing]

Oh, my God.

He raped me. Oh, my God.

He… he raped me.

How could I have been so stupid?

All he wanted… My God.

All he wanted was--

I'm sorry.

God, I'm so sorry.

[sobbing]

Oh, God. She's finally asleep.

This guy is one sick fuck.

[sighs]

Will, I'm so worried about her. I've never seen her like this. I'm just--

He's just destroyed her. [sniffles]

He sent her a picture of his dick.

-Please stop looking at this shit! -[thudding]

What are you doing?

What the fuck-- What are you doing?

Why are you down here when you should be up there with her?

You think finding this guy is more important,

that it's gonna make her better? Do you think that--

Well, it might. Or it might save some other poor fucking girl.

I want this guy out of my house. I want him out of my house!

You want me to go up there and talk to her? I've tried.

-She won't fucking talk to me! -Shut up!

[sobbing] She finally fell asleep.

You'd fucking know that if you were up there with her!

It's Annie. It's Annie.

She is in pain. She needs you, and you're just--

You're sitting there doing nothing!

[breathing heavily]

-All right. -[papers ruffling]

Here… [sniffles] Here you go.

[coach] Cameron!

Look, Vicki's sick. She can't play today. You're gonna start in her place.

-I don't know, coach. I-- -We need you, Annie.

Can I count on you?

-Yeah. -That's the spirit.

-[coach] It's at the net. -[crowd cheering]

[Katie] Annie! Harder!

[Lynn] Hit harder!

Hey, guys. Hi, Lynn.

-Hey. -[Lynn] Mwah!

[crowd cheers]

[whistle blows]

You having fun? Yeah?

Dig in! Nice set!

Block it!

[suspenseful music plays]

[whistle blows]

-You having a good time? -Huh?

You enjoying this, looking at all the young girls?

-What's that? -You sick fuck!

-I'll kill ya! You fucking shit. -[man yells]

[Will] You sick fucking cunt! I'll kill ya!

Get off him! Stop!

-[girl] Oh, my God! -Dad, are you okay?

-What happened? -[Lynn] What are you doing? What's wrong?

-[coach] I'm calling the police. -[man] Hey, there's no need

It's… it's just a misunderstanding.

-Don't worry about it. -Dad, you're hurt.

No, no. Pumpkin, I'm fine, I'm fine. I'm sorry if I scared you, I'm okay.

-[coach] Are you sure? -[man] Absolutely.

-It's just a misunderstanding, that's all. -[crowd clapping]

[man] Can you get the game going again, please?

-Can you start the game? -[blows whistle]

How could you do that to me?

-I'm really sorry. -You're sorry?

Gee, Dad, thanks.

That makes everything so much better.

I lost my temper. I don't know what else to say. I'm sorry.

Don't you get it? There's nothing anybody can say.

My life is ruined.

No, it's not ruined.

We're going through a tough time, but your life's not ruined.

"We're" going through a tough time?

"We" didn't get raped.

We're not the laughingstock of New Trier. I am!

I got raped. Not you!

I know that.

Nothing's ever gonna be the same!

I know that.

But, please, can you please stop reminding me of it every second?

[crying]

[Brittany] Annie, wait!

I'm so sorry.

For what? It's not your fault my dad's a psycho.

What? No. I swear to God, I had nothing to do with it.

Wait, what are you talking about?

The Internet thing.

What?

Oh, uh--

Annie!

Annie!

-[keyboard clacking] -Come on.

Cameron.

Oh, my God.

[crying] Oh, my God.

-[door opens] -Hello?

[footsteps thudding]

Lynn?

[melancholy music plays]

[sizzling]

[cell phone ringing]

Hello?

[Lynn] Will, where have you been? I've been calling you.

What do you mean? I'm here. Where are you?

On my way. Is Annie there?

No, I don't-- Why?

Just… Brittany called me. Something's happened.

Is she there?

What? Annie? What-- what happened?

I don't-- Just go check, please! Call me back.

Annie!

Annie.

Annie.

[doorknob rattling]

Annie, are you in there?

-[doorknob rattling] -[suspenseful music plays]

Annie, open this door!

Annie!

Shit!

-[Lynn] Will? -[Will] Call an ambulance!

How many pills have you taken?

-[Annie] I'm not really-- -[Will] Call an ambulance!

[sobbing] Hello?

Open your mouth. Open your mouth, sweetheart.

-[Lynn] We need, please-- -[gags, coughs]

[Lynn] She's taken too many pills?

-[Will] Yeah. Come on. -It's all right.

-[melancholy music plays] -[imperceptible]

[Will] She asleep?

I'm through talking.

Brittany's spending the night.

Good night.

[water stops flowing]

[Annie] Dad?

Dad.

Are you okay?

You remember the first time you went in the pool?

What?

You probably don't. You were two.

Peter was scared to death the first time he went in.

He screamed and cried so much, he didn't stop.

He was fine in the bath, but the pool…

Not you.

You were fearless.

I remember.

You were amazing.

Came in with me and almost immediately started laughing,

and playing and splashing around.

You just had this confidence.

It wasn't just swimming. You just had this…

trust… in things, people, the world.

It was who you were.

No fear.

God, I loved that.

I was so proud of it.

I envied it.

And I was so afraid that you'd lose it as you grew up.

That confidence. That faith.

But you didn't.

And then I failed you.

It was my job to make sure you didn't lose it.

To keep you safe.

What am I if I can't protect you?

And to see you lose that confidence,

to see you question yourself.

That the idea would even occur to you to want to hurt yourself.

Or for you to think for one minute that you weren't as beautiful… [crying]

I don't know if you can ever forgive me, Annie.

I really don't know if you should.

But I'm sorry.

I'm so sorry.

Dad. Daddy.

I love you so much.

Dad.

Dad. Come on. How much longer?

[father] We just got here, buddy.

Let's at least pick up some stuff for the park?

What a day!

Susanna. Grab some apples, will ya?

[boy] Hey, Dad. Can I do it for awhile?

Okay. Be careful, all right, buddy?

Well, hello. How do I look?

-[boy, chuckling] Goofy. -Yeah. Probably so.

[Tyler] Mr. Weston!

-Hey, Tyler, how are you? -How's it going?

-I'm good. How about yourself? -I'm good.

-Uh, Mom, Dad, this is Mr. Weston. -Hey, very nice to meet you.

-He's my physics teacher. -Pleasure, pleasure. Hey, Susanna.

One of my students, Tyler.

Oh. Hi, Tyler. I'm Susanna. Nice to meet you.

-My wife, Susanna. -And I'm Jennifer.

-Hi, Jennifer. -And this is our boy, Mark.

-[Tyler] Hey, man. How's it goin'? -[Mark] Hi.

[Weston] So, great day, huh?

[Jennifer] It is gorgeous.

[indistinct chatter]

♪ Gonna be someone ♪

♪ Gonna give something ♪

♪ I'm taking it on ♪

♪ I'm taking it on ♪

♪ It's gonna be my life ♪

♪ So I'm gonna live each day ♪

♪ And each night ♪

♪ Taking it on ♪

♪ I'm taking it on ♪

♪ 'Cause I can't keep hiding ♪

♪ I can't keep hiding ♪

♪ I can't keep ♪

♪ Running away ♪

♪ So I'm gonna be stronger ♪

♪ I'm gonna be better made ♪

♪ I'm gonna give everything ♪

♪ Just to bring me back again ♪

♪ I'm gonna be a braver soul than this ♪

♪ I'm gonna jump at all those many chances That I've missed ♪

♪ I'm gonna live my life Beyond these fears ♪

♪ And forms of cowardice ♪

♪ That keep leading me on ♪

♪ I'm gonna shine out Like a beacon in the night ♪

♪ I'm gonna wrap my fingers 'Round the stars tonight ♪

♪ 'Cause I'm taking it on ♪

♪ 'Cause I'm taking it on ♪

♪ 'Cause I can't keep hiding ♪

♪ I can't keep hiding ♪

♪ I can't keep ♪

♪ Running away ♪

♪ So I'm gonna be stronger ♪

♪ I'm gonna be better made ♪

♪ I'm gonna give everything ♪

♪ Just to bring me back again ♪

♪ So I'm gonna be stronger ♪

♪ I'm gonna be understood ♪

♪ And I'm gonna give everything ♪

♪ Just to bring me back again ♪

♪ And I'm gonna be stronger ♪

♪ And I'm gonna be better made ♪

♪ And I'm gonna give everything ♪

♪ Just to bring me back again ♪

♪ 'Cause I can't keep hiding ♪

♪ I can't keep hiding ♪

♪ I can't keep ♪

♪ Running away ♪