All language subtitles for rftyy.S03E08

Previously on "Will Trent"...

I started
a part-time gig.
Your money short?

Divorce is
freaking expensive.

Amanda:
Caroline.

Freddy.

If you stay quiet, I'll
let you keep your tongue.

Will: It's me.

It's okay. Come here.
I got you.

Hey. Just take it to
the APD motor pool, Ang.

They'll do it for free.

Have you ever tried to
make that appointment?

It's a three-month wait.

Well, obviously,
I just do it myself.

It's open!

Well, Will has always
done it for me.

Oh. Got it.
So this is an oil change

and a declaration
of independence.

No.
It's just reality.

Not everything
has to be a thing.

You cannot leave
your front door open.

Is that Faith?
Are you really gonna
move in with Ormewood?

Why are you telling
people about this?

Happy Saturday,
Angie.

I didn't know
it was a secret.

I am here to evaluate
the questionable idea

of temporarily moving in
with your partner.

Oh, come on. It makes perfect
sense for both of us.

Did your condo
already sell?
We're in escrow.

And once it is gone, we
shall never speak of it again.

My mom wants me
to rent it out,

but I don't want
to be a landlord.

I do. Your room's
down that hall.

How's your
water pressure?
Angie: Wait, wait.

Mitchell, did he tell you
who he's doing security for?

It's not a big deal.
It's not a big deal.

Ariana Madix.

What?! "Love Island"
is my favorite.

Kind of a big deal.
What's she doing in Atlanta?

I don't know. She asked
for unarmed security

in the penthouse suite
at the Ruby Towers Midtown.

Easy money.

What are you
gonna wear?

Oh. Oh.
He looks good, Ang.

He is putting on
chapstick.

Are you --
Are you hoping

for your
"Bodyguard" moment?

Oh, I love that movie!
When she's wearing
the chrome outfit

and he sweeps her in his
arms and whisks her
to safety. It's iconic.

Okay, well,
it's definitely not that.

I'm wasting my weekend
in a suit,

babysitting a promo party.

Or a press tour.

Or an announcement of
a really cool new project.

Or an elite dinner
with reality-TV royalty.

Mm-hmm.
Why do I feel like

we should warn her
you're coming?

Please. I know how
to keep it professional.

Security?

Uh, yes.

I'm Michael Ormewood.
Two tours, Afghanistan.

13 years with the
Atlanta Police Department.

What are the rules
about keeping someone here

if they try to leave?
Uh...

The rules are you get
arrested for kidnapping.

What if it's for
their own good?

Like a psych hold?

Well, you need
a qualified authority

to make
that determination.

Otherwise, everybody would
be kidnapping everybody.

Right. Thought
I ordered a cop.

Well, you got
an off-duty one.

The -- You want to
tell me what kind of party

you're throwing here,
Ms. Madix?

Oh, just
a little gathering

of concern.

What the hell is this?

Mom? Dad?

Ashli, you bitch!

You set me up!

Ariana made me!
I'm sorry, girl! I'm sorry!

Wait. Is this
an intervention?

Oh, hell no.
Oh, Rina!

We're all here because
we want to...love you.

And we just want
to see you thrive.

Your mom has written

what I'm sure
is a beautiful letter.

Bhavana?

"Dear Rina.

I've told you
many times

that I wished
you were a boy

or at least a doctor.

Rina: This is
what I think

of your stupid
intervention!

Have we, your
loving parents...

What's going on here?!
Ashli, don't think
I don't know

what's inside
that Stanley cup!

Okay, okay, okay.
Okay, okay, okay!

Everybody just sit down
and stop throwing things!

...of wanting you to be as
successful as your sister.

It hurts me
when I..."

I have to go
to the bathroom.

Fine. Just let the security
guard hold your purse.

Why? You want me to show you
what's in my bag?

I mean, if you're
okay with that,

we could just
take a quick peek.

Bitch, I am not okay
with it!

Take her purse!

Okay. That's larceny.

No, no, no!

Give it back!
Don't -- Don't do that!

Don't touch that.
That's mine!

Okay. I don't think you
want to say that to a cop,

even an off-duty one.

"...yourself and to us
because we love..."

Ha ha ha ha!
I -- I got it!

Pepper spray!

I just
told you I was a cop!

Poor Nico
was so nervous.

They squeezed Betty
the whole ride over.

I thought Betty's eyes
might pop out.

So, uh, how'd --
how'd the exam go?

Almost done. Uh...

I had a head CT,

and my hairline
fracture's healing up.

I love to hear it.

So, how's
Caroline doing?

She's, uh,
recovering well.

She'll be back to work
in a few weeks.

But I want to hear more
about you.

How are you doing?

I mean, I, um...

I think that every shadow
is a homicidal maniac,

I've cried three times today,
and I want my mom.

Do you want me
to keep going?

Can we have dinner?

Okay. Yeah.

Okay. Great.

I'll call you.

Hey! GBI! Stop!
Hey! Stop! GBI!

Hey!

Hey! Stop that man!

Man: I got you!

Hey! Hey!

Will: Stay on the ground!
Stay on the ground!

Driver:
I'll cover you!
Hey.

Where is she?!
The little girl!

Brown hair, brown eyes.
She was with you.

I have no idea what
you're talking about.

What's your name, sir?

I don't have to
tell you that.

Well, I told you
my name.

And I already
forgot it.

Okay.

You were with a girl.

What girl?

Oh, now you pretending
she doesn't exist.

You were with a girl
who didn't belong to you.

Then you handed her off.

Then you changed
your appearance.

You trafficked her.

What happened was
I was walking

through the park,
and you tackled me!

I-I don't know anything
about any girl.

Well, I have a witness...
who saw you run,

trying to,
you know, get away.

Oh, you mean the man who
saw you assault me? Yes.

I expect to call on him

when I sue you
and end your career.

Oh, well, I am
shaking in my boots.

I'm gonna identify you and
I'm gonna find that girl.

You might want to consider
cooperating before that.

My attorney
has advised me

to refrain
from further comment.

Oh. Your attorney.

I'll be acting
as my own counsel.

And you have 24 hours

to either charge
or release my client.

And would you please
bring me a coffee?

This has been
a very long day.

This day's just
getting started.

She's gone.
She ran away.

Well, just let me know
if she calls you, okay?

Thanks.

You were a waste
of money!

And you wonder
why she ran away.

You could have
stopped her!

She maced me!
And my arm's

hanging off my shoulder!
Come on!

How many times
do I have to explain

kidnapping to you,
lady?!

Let me see.
What?
What are you doing?

No!

It was subluxated,
but not fully dislocated.

You're gonna
have to ice it,

but you'll be fine
in a few days.

I'm a certified EMT.

I'm sorry if I was
rude to you earlier.

I'm just
really stressed out.

And I know that's not
an excuse. I just --

I really needed this
to go well.

And if something
happens to her...

I can help you
find her.

I'm a detective.
That's my real job.

Okay.

Help me find my friend,

and I'll double your pay,
Perry Mason.

Perry Mason is an attorney,
not a detective.

Whatever.

Just shut up and
find my friend, Matlock.

Also a lawyer.

Okay. Look.

She has no phone,
no money.

Ashli: Jude.

He's a bartender
at Step Right In.

Her intervention's
next week.

Okay, boss. Let's go
to Step Right In.

Oh, she is
farmers-market ready.

Fresh eggs can wait.
What do we know so far?

Great. You're here.

We assume this creep flew
into Atlanta with the girl,

brought her to a park, and
then handed her to a predator.

Another predator.

Not much to go on.

Amanda, I'm sure.

This girl --
She looked at me.

She wanted help.

And I should have
stopped them, and I didn't.

Alright?

This -- This little girl
is in trouble.

Okay, then. This piece
of trash got a name?

He clammed up, but the girl's
jacket -- heavy jacket --

suggests she was taken
from somewhere north.

Okay. I'll reach out
to Commander Livingston

with the Clayton County
Sheriffs.

They have
airport jurisdiction.

She can get us hooked into
their security footage.

That's great.

I've invoked
an Amber Alert

to have local police
help us with the search.

They're gonna
start with hotels

within a five-mile radius
of the airport.

There's, um...

You know I hate maps.

I got it. I got it.

There are at least
30 hotels.

Our timeline has the hand-off

at roughly 45 minutes ago.

That is enough time to get
to the Alabama state lines.

If whoever got her is going
to Tennessee or the Carolinas,

we've got approximately
two more hours.

We've alerted Florida
in case they're going south.

Hm. Find anything
in the jacket pockets?

Uh, just tissues,
lip balm.

Uh, Zev Bronman brand?

Oh, that's a brand out of
the Pacific Northwest.

We'll focus on flights out of
Washington, Oregon, and Idaho.

Oh, and most importantly,
we know her first name.

"Abigail B."

I'm sorry I let you
out of my sight, girl.

Declaration
of Independence.

Angie:
Hey! Hey! Stop!

Man: Hey! Are you
gonna pull over?!

Jesus. You okay?

Okay.

Uh, let me call you
an ambulance.

Definitely broken.
Ohh...

okay. Just -- Just -- Hey.
Let me call an ambulance.

I'd rather take an Uber.

You'd rather Uber
to the hospital?

No, to a kill shelter

so someone can put me
out of my misery.

I don't
even like biking.

Well, you're in luck.
I think that one is done.

Thank you for helping.
I'm Seth.

Sure. Uh, I'm --
I'm Angie.

Why don't I actually
help and drive you
to the hospital, then?

Oh, that's very kind,
but I don't want to impose.

No. I'm headed
that direction.

You sure?
I'm a strange man

who just dropped
on your street.

I have a soft spot
for broken people

and wounded animals.

I'm not sure
what you are.

Yeah. Alright.

Faith:
That's him, right?

Will: Definitely.
What's the flight?

uh, 803 from
Seattle-Tacoma.

We still don't
have a name.

Send me
that screenshot.

I'll call the head of TSA at
Sea-Tac and get us that name.

I've checked missing-child
reports countrywide.

There's nothing
in the Northwest

matching our girl's age range
in the last 72 hours.

Is that her?

Yeah. That's her.

Abigail.

Harlan Remy Jenner.

That's you.

You're a resident
of Atlanta

and a tax attorney.

Yesterday,
you flew to Seattle...

spent less than
six hours there total.

Just enough time
to pick up Abigail,

bring her to Atlanta,
and sell her.

You're not allowed
to question me

once I ask
for a lawyer.

Hm.

Well, as you are your
own counsel, Mr. Jenner,

I'm speaking to you
in the capacity

of a law-enforcement official
to a legal representative.

Okay.

That's clever.

Still, neither of us
has anything to offer you.

Well, that's fine.
Just sit there and listen.

You recognize her?

That's who you were
in the park with.

She was on your flight.

TSA he has her down as
Abigail Fielding.

She was accompanied
by Eleanor Fielding,

who presented
as her mother,

but since Abigail's a minor,
she didn't have to show ID.

You sat two rows behind
Abigail and Eleanor.

But what I think
is interesting

is that you sat
next to Eleanor

on the flight
from Atlanta to Seattle.

That's a coincidence.

Oh, you think the jury's
gonna buy that?

I don't think a jury's
ever gonna hear it.

Because you haven't
shown me a single photo

of me with that girl.

Because there aren't any.

There are thousands of
cameras in the airport,

and every single one of them
is going to say the same thing.

What's the profit margin
on an 8-year-old?

I told you, man. I --

You get more
if they're younger?

Is that how it works?

I never talked to that
woman or the little girl.

I never walked with them.

I don't have
any connection to them.

Be careful

and think carefully,
Mr. Jenner.

As much as it pains me,
we're prepared

to offer you leniency
if you can get us to Abigail.

But if we track down
Eleanor Fielding

and we make a deal
with her first...

oh, you're going to prison
for the rest of your life,

which might not be long

once word gets out
what you're in for.

I'm shaking in my boots.

There's another hand-off.

We know that Jenner
is working with Fielding.

A woman traveling
with a young girl

attracts less attention
than a man.

But what if that is just
the tip of the iceberg?

You mean a network.
This could be Dark Passage.

The name we gave a trafficking
ring a few years back.

They trade kids
like playing cards,

moving them around the country
so they can't be tracked.

I think Jenner knows exactly
where Abigail's being held

and exactly what time
she's being moved
to her next location.

He kept trying
to look at my watch.

We think he knows
we're closing in on him.

He's gonna want to
make a deal,

tell us exactly where she's at,
but he's trying to wait

until after the hand-off.
So he gets immunity

and his scummy network
still gets Abigail.

Exactly.

We need two things.

First, more evidence,
enough to squeeze him

into believing that making
a deal is his only option.

And, second,
we need to trick him

into thinking that
it's safe to make a deal,

that Abigail's
already been moved.

How do we do that?

We find a way
to make time move faster.

Ooh! These lights
are bright.

Do you mind?

Faith: Uh...

How's that food?

Hit the spot, I hope.

It was fine.

This is outrageous,

what he's doing,
by the way.

Yeah. My partner can be
a little hotheaded.

Why's it so warm
in here?
Old building.

Thermostat's got
a mind of its own.

Do you mind
if I have a seat?

These knees are not
what they once were.

Yeah, I do all kinds
of stretches.

I use tiger balm,
soak in Epsom salt,

but it still aches.

I don't know.

He's stubborn.

Maybe this
is a waste of time.

Mnh-mnh. Faith's better
than the Calm app.

This guy's been awake
at least 32 hours.

Oh, he'll go down.

Oh. So sorry.

You know, last night,

I had a dream

that something
was chasing me.

And I had to run,

but my legs
just wouldn't work.

It was like I was

running through...

...mud.

No. No.

Actually, it was like
I was running through...

...sand...

You know, you don't
have to stay.

I'd hate for your
last memory of me

to be me struggling
to write my name.

Just let me.

Yeah?

Yeah.

Thank you.

Isn't this
a little weird?

I mean, you literally just
picked me up off the road.

It's my weekend
of good deeds.

Last name?

Well, you are
guaranteed sainthood.

McDale.
Okay.

I wonder what you'd
be the saint of.

McDale.
Wounded animals maybe.

Uh, Saint Dwynwen.
Oh.

Marital status?

Uh, single.
Come over here.

Woman: Stay right
where you are, ma'am!

We'll bring something
to you!

She has the flu.

Oh.
Sorry. Where were we?

Um, any known STIs?

Will that affect
what kind of cast I get?

I hope not. But...

No. None.
None. Okay.

Good.
For the record.

Uh, how about patron saint
of wayward souls?

Saint Monica.

Oh.

Are you or are you planning
on becoming pregnant?

Hold that thought.

Ma'am? Ma'am, are you okay?
Can you hear me?

Hey, hey. Help me.
Hold on. Hold on.

Uh, we got to lay her
on her side.
Okay. Okay.

On the floor, please.
There we go.

Yep, yep, yep, yep, yep.

Okay. Can you put this
under her head?
Okay.

This woman
is having a seizure!

She needs
a stretcher, O2,

and 4 milligrams
of lorazepam, stat!

Now! Please!
Thank you.

You're gonna be okay.
Let's go. Neal.

Man: I'm on my way.
Alright. You got her.

Come on, Jason.
Let's give her some space.

Uh, so, no. No, uh --
no pregnancies or kids,

though I do have a couple
very demanding house plants.

What was that?

Oh, I'm a doctor.

Doctor...Seth McDale.

Nice to meet you.

Okay. Look, sir. Sir.

I'm just gonna pull up
Google Translate.

Okay?
If you can just --

You speak Mandarin?

Yeah.
But that's Cantonese.

Oh. Sure.

They'll be back
in 15 minutes.

So I guess we wait.

I'm impressed, Columbo.

Me too.

You finally named
a detective.

Not your cup of tea?

Actually, there was a bar
just like this

off post
where I was stationed.

You know my cousin
was in Afghanistan, too?

Did you bring back
a souvenir?

Shrapnel.

Headaches?

Only when I'm awake.

We should dance.

I don't dance.

You will if you want
to get paid!

Come on.

Hey.
I got your message.

Hola,
Ms. Betty Marie.

Thank you for coming.
We're hoping this asshole

will eventually
make a deal.

Guy's a pro, huh?

Well, happy to help.
Let's get started.

-Marion. Hi. Great.
-Hi.

They found the mother.
Rebecca Brannon.

She lives just outside
of Post Falls, Idaho.

The father was a firefighter.
He died on the job.

She was beaten and tied up
in her basement for two days.

Her sister
broke into her home

and found her
this morning.

Any leads
on the attacker?

Yes. She's got a neighbor who's
a convicted sex offender.

Kidnapping and lewd acts
with a minor.

Lennox Riggins.
They put an APB out.

We're closing in.

Hm.

Instructor:
Alright, y'all! Great job!
Let's take it from the top!

And...grapevine ride.
Great.

Lines. Left.

Shut up!
You can totally dance!

Kinda. It's how I met
my wife. My ex-wife.

I know all about
bad breakups.

Oh, yeah, you do.
Hashtag TeamAriana.

You're a fan!

Alright. I am. Okay?

And you did great on
"Dancing with the Stars."

They robbed you,
by the way.
Ohh!

That cha-cha you did
was...chef's kiss.

Thank you!
You're welcome.

Carrie Ann hated me.

Oh. I could tell.

So you and Rina --
you've been friends long?

Ohh.
She's like my sister.

She basically forced me
to move to LA.

She got me a plane ticket
and said

I'm not allowed to
come back until I make it.

But then I...didn't
come back at all,

not even
when she needed me.

This isn't your fault.
You know that, right?

Instructor:
Alright, everybody!

Let's take it from the top
with music!

Ready?

No. I'm not. I don't know
what I'm doing here.

Five, six,
seven, eight!

Oh! Who's this?!

I don't know.
I don't know this guy.

Instructor:
Walk around.

Oh, wait. Hold on.
What's this?
What's that?

Hey!

Where do you think
she was going, huh?

Was she on her way home
from school?

Problem is she was old enough
to go by herself.

I'm gonna save you.

I promise.

Will? Hey. I've been
looking for you.

Are you okay?

No.

Yeah. I'm sure.

I should have
acted sooner.

Faster.

I knew
something was wrong.

What are you doing
down here, anyway?

I suppose I'm, uh,

trying to get a handle
on my feelings.
Hm.

So I can do my job.

Instead of beating
that man to death.

Hm.

Is this stirring things
up for you?

What do you mean?

I mean that you were in
the Atlanta foster-care system

in the '80s
and the '90s.

I've seen your scars, Will.

I filled in the blanks.

If I don't find
this girl,

I'm gonna think about it
for the rest of my life.

You will?

Will!

We found
the kidnapper.

Jude told you the guys
who took Rina were serious.

He said
she owes them money.

I gotta get in there.

I know. We're gonna
help her, okay?

I just need to figure out
a way inside.

And...this isn't it.

Hold this, Sipowicz.

You don't remember
my name, do you?

Were you bit
by a radioactive spider?!

I took bronze
in parkour

at the Red Bull
Extreme Sports Games.

You coming?

You saved her life,
Dr. McDale.

Oh, great.
I'm happy to help.

Are you sure you don't
need anything stronger
for the pain?

No. Ibuprofen is perfect.
Thank you very much.

Appreciate it.

-Hey.
-Not only does he save lives,

he does it
in excruciating pain?

You're the one going
for sainthood, huh?

Uh, sober 24 years.

Show-off.

Uh...

Almost three.
This time.

Oh.

Well, hey, here's
a fun fact about me.

Uh, I'm actually
a detective.

Homicide, usually.

Oh. Detective
Angie Polaski.

Yep. But today,
moving violations.

Hm.
We got the guy
who hit you.

We tracked him
using traffic cameras,

and Atlanta's finest
just rounded him up.

So that's a win.

That is a win.
Uh, dinner to celebrate?

I could eat.

Great.
Bottoms up.

Mhm! Mhm!

Rina?
Rina!

Rina,
are you in here?

Rina. Oh, my God.
Oh, my God.

I'm so sorry.
Rina!

-Rina!
-Rina!

Can you hear me?

-Rina!
-Rina!

Oh, my God!

Rina!

Are you okay?!

Ari! You found me!

I am so sorry!
I know I let you down!

Oh, I never should have
left you in New York.

Ladies, hey.
Let's do this outside.

Girl, it is not
your responsibility
to take care of me.

But it is my responsibility
to be your friend.

-I love you so much.
-I love you!

I'm still high, but
I mean everything I'm saying.

Okay. I think all fences
are mended. Let's go.

Hey! The hell
you think you're doing?!

She was tied up
for a reason!

Ri-Ri. It's a shame,
baby girl.

You were
a good client.

But ain't no way
you leavin' here

without me getting
my five grand.

Back off. I'm A.P.D.

You ain't gonna be
the first cop I put down.

Listen. Hey!

These are worth a lot more
than $5,000.

Here.

Hm.

These seem legit.

Okay,
friend of Rina's.

We have a deal.

After Jacoby here knocks
most of her teeth out.

Black belt in judo.

Clearly. Should we go?
Let's go.

Damn it! I'm stuck!

My heel!
I can't walk.

Faith:
Lennox Riggins. 48.

He spent 15 years
in Idaho State Prison

for child kidnapping
and assault.

It says here that
Idaho authorities found

$30,000 in cash hidden under
a spare tire in his truck.

Cash? Did they send photos
of the money?

Oh. Clear as day.
Why?

Read me one of
the serial numbers.

Um, 2405-5522-C,
as in Charlie.

What do you have
for us, Counselor?

I do a lot of work
with financial crimes.

I can query
the Federal Reserve

and identify where
the bills came from.

And...

Bingo.
They're from Georgia.

They were put into circulation
only seven days ago.

How much you want to bet
Jenner withdrew

$30,000 in cash
in the last week?

Well, it is
our smoking gun.

Faith, let's set
our watches ahead.

Three hours?
Mm-hmm.

Alright. Shall we?

Indeed.

You should be
more careful

who you go
into business with.

We can help you,
Jenner.

We caught
Abigail's kidnapper.

But you have to tell us
where she is right now.

Oh, he had $30,000
in cash on him...

If we do not find her,
We cannot help you.

...traced back
to you.

I -- Y-You can't tie
that money to me.

Oh, we got a warrant.
Your bank records
tell us everything.

You took out $10,000.

From three
different branches.

-Buckhead.
-Ansley.

-And Peachtree Battle.
-And that cash matches

the money
recovered in Idaho.

You're going to jail.

I-I got that money out
for something else.

Will and Faith: Hm.

I-I was robbed.

Oh. Oh. I hate
when that happens.

No, it's true.

Shut up! What do you think
we're doing here, asshole?!

Huh?! You're part of
a trafficking ring

that imprisoned and
beat up a single mother,

kidnapped her
8-year-old daughter,

forced her onto a plane
after you purchased her

for the price
of a used Prius!

We got you, Jenner.

This is your last chance.

Tell us where she is.

Fine.
I'll make a deal.

Don't laugh.

It's already dead,
you know.

That'd make
two of us. God!

Let me do it.

Yeah?

Yeah.
Really?

Yeah. No.
I've got it.

Oh! Is there no limit
to your generosity?

Well, laundry.

Oh.
I hate laundry.

You know, I just
realized something.

That your medium-rare steak
is actually well done?

That you were in
the bike lane this morning.

And if you hadn't been,
I might not have gotten hit.

Is that why you've been
helping me all day?

Guilt?
Catholic guilt.

It's how all
the best saints are made.

Hmm.

Well, you know how you
can make it up to me.

Finish cutting
the steak?

Well, that's
already happening.

Let me take you
on a proper date.

When I'm not, you know,
covered in grime

and can use
both my hands.

Isn't that in, like,
six weeks?

Well, maybe
not that long.

Oh.

If you promise not to ride
your bike to the restaurant.

I know just who to call
for a ride.

It ends in 0183.

That's you?
That's -- Yeah.

Yes.

This authorizes your immediate
release from custody.

It's signed by
the D.A. of Fulton County.

This states that
the state of Georgia

will not pursue charges
against you

for the abduction,
transportation, trafficking,

or any crime related to
the minor Abigail Brannon.

This deal
is strictly contingent

upon you directing us
to the exact location

of where the girl
was taken.

But not -- not her
current whereabouts.

You can read it
a thousand times.

It ain't gonna get
any better than this.

Stop stalling and sign!

What's the location?
The girl was being held

at the Lakewood Arms Hotel
in LaGrange. Room 215.

I'll call the tactical team
in LaGrange.

They should be there
within 10 minutes.

And where do you think
you're going?

Home. To have a nap.
It's been a long day.

Be that as it may,
Mr. Jenner,

this is
FBI Field Agent Hoxie.

He'd like to have
a word with you.

Hold on. Hey!
I have your word that --

Hey, Mr. Jenner,
as a tax lawyer, I'm sure

you are familiar with
various jurisdictions.

As a D.A. for
the city of Atlanta,

I will not pursue charges
against you.

Neither will the Georgia
Bureau of Investigation.

Well, then,
what is he doing?!

You traveled
across state lines.

Many state lines.

That put you directly
in the crosshairs of the FBI

for trafficking, kidnapping,
and child exploitation.

I trust you understand

what I'm telling you now,
Mr. Jenner.

You're a smart guy.

Hi. I'm Will.

This is Betty.

Would you like to pet her?

Yeah?

And, uh...

this one's for you.

I saw you.
At the park.

Yes. You did.

And you saw me.
Didn't you?

I did.

Your mother.
She's, um...

She'll be here soon.

Did you save me?

A lot of people
were looking for you.

You are a very
important person.

Hey.

Want to know a little
secret about hospitals?

They will give you
anything you want.

You like
chocolate pudding?

That looks like a yes.

Can we get our
little guest here

two cups of chocolate
pudding, please?

Well...
So much for dinner.

Another time.

You know, I'm sure
I got something at home

I could throw on the pan
for us.

Look. What we did today
was good, right?

It was more than good.

We shut down a notorious
trafficking ring.

We saved Abigail.
and many others, I hope.

You were incredible.

Thank you.
So were you.

And you deserve
to celebrate.

You should.

But I-I don't think
I have it in me.

You know, everything
you did today...

I asked,
and you were there.

In spite of everything.

I would like
to take care of you.

And if you want to talk
about what happened to you,

we can talk.

If you want to
eat popcorn

and watch trashy TV
all night.

I'll steal the flatscreen
from Nico's room.

If you want to curl up
under a heavy blanket

and stare at the ceiling...

...I'll curl up
next to you.

Whatever you need.

I suppose I could use
something in a pan right now.

I thought so.
Come on.

You know, you didn't have to
come all the way out here.

I could have
gone to you.

How'd it go
with Rina?

She's all settled in
at rehab.

It'll be good for her.

Hey.
This place is nice.

You made it sound like
you were suffering.

I am suffering.
on the inside.

I figured you'd be off
to your next gig by now.

I'm actually on a flight
to Singapore later.

You said you had
something for me?

Yeah.

What is this?

How?

Well, turns out
it's not good business

to hold a cop and his
friends against their will.

Kidnapping.

Look. I can't
thank you enough.

Yeah, well I suppose
I should thank you, too.

That was --

That was the most fun
I've had in a very long time.

You're a fun date.

Look. I know you're still
getting over your ex.

And speaking
from experience,

and as the host
of a dating show,

sometimes you've just
got to get back out there,

rip the Band-Aid off.

Yeah. When's a good time
to do that?

Now.

I have to go.

Singapore.

Thank you.

Detective
Michael Ormewood.

You're every girls'
"Bodyguard" come true.

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