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Previously on "Will Trent"...

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

Divorce is freaking expensive.

[ Crying shakily ]

Amanda: Caroline.

Freddy. [ Gasps ]

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

[ Thunder crashes ]

Will: It's me.

[ Sobbing ]

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

[ Sobbing ]

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.

[ Doorbell rings ] 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.

[ Chuckles ] 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. [ Door opens and closes ]

Woman: ♪ Who's ready to get naked?! ♪

[ Laughs ]

What the hell is this?

Mom? Dad?

[ Whimpers ]

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? [ Clears throat ]

"Dear Rina. [ Sighs ]

I've told you many times

that I wished you were a boy

or at least a doctor.

[ Stopwatch ticking rapidly ]

[ Indistinct shouting ] 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.

[ Gasps ] No, no, no!

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

[ Gasps ]

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!

[ Screaming ]

[ All screaming ] Pepper spray!

[ Coughing ] I just told you I was a cop!

[ Indistinct shouting ]

[ Woman coughing ]

[ Dog barks ]

Poor Nico was so nervous.

They squeezed Betty the whole ride over.

I thought Betty's eyes might pop out.

[ Chuckles ]

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.

[ Dog barks ]

Okay. Great.

I'll call you. [ Phone locks ]

[ Dog barking ]

♪♪

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[ Water shuts off ]

[ Suspenseful music plays ]

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[ Children shouting playfully ]

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♪♪

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

Hey!

Hey! Stop that man!

Man: I got you! [ Tires squeal ]

-[ Grunts ] -Hey! Hey!

[ Grunts ]

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

Driver: I'll cover you! Hey.

[ Man grunting ] [ Gun cocks ]

Where is she?! The little girl!

Brown hair, brown eyes. She was with you.

I have no idea what you're talking about.

♪♪

[ Indistinct conversations ]

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. [Scoffs]

She's gone. She ran away.

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

[ Sighs ] Thanks.

[ Groans ]

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! [ Groans ]

[ Bone cracks ] [ Groans ]

[ Exhales sharply ]

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: [Weakly] Jude.

He's a bartender at Step Right In.

Her intervention's next week.

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

[ Grunts ]

[ Siren wails ]

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...

[ Groans ]

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.

[ Crash ] [ Bicycle clatters ]

[ Tires squeal ] [ Man grunts ]

Angie: Hey! Hey! Stop!

Man: Hey! Are you gonna pull over?!

Jesus. You okay?

[ Groans ] 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.

[ Exhales sharply ]

[ Groans ] 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.

[ Sighs ]

♪♪

[ Door closes ]

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.

[ Chuckles ] 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?

[ Groans ]

These knees are not what they once were.

[ Sighs ]

Yeah, I do all kinds of stretches.

I use tiger balm, soak in Epsom salt,

but it still aches.

[ Sighs ] 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.

[ Yawning ]

Oh. So sorry.

[ Sighs ]

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.

[Slowing and distorted] It was like I was

running through...

[Echoing] ...mud.

[Muffled] No. No.

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

...sand...

♪♪

[ Snoring ]

[ Chatter ]

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.

[ Woman sneezes ] Just let me.

[ Coughs ] Yeah?

Yeah.

Thank you. [ Clears throat ]

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. [ Chuckles ] Okay.

I wonder what you'd be the saint of.

McDale. Wounded animals maybe.

Uh, Saint Dwynwen. Oh.

Marital status?

[ Sneezes and coughs ]

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. [ Woman gurgles ]

Are you or are you planning on becoming pregnant?

[ Gurgles ] 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.

[ Speaking Cantonese ] [ Country music playing ]

[ Ariana sighs ]

[ Speaking Cantonese ]

Okay. Look, sir. Sir.

I'm just gonna pull up Google Translate.

Okay? If you can just --

[ Speaking Cantonese ]

You speak Mandarin?

Yeah. But that's Cantonese.

Oh. Sure.

[ Speaking Cantonese ]

[ Speaking Cantonese ]

[ Speaking Cantonese ]

[ Camera shutter clicks ]

They'll be back in 15 minutes.

So I guess we wait.

I'm impressed, Columbo.

Me too.

You finally named a detective.

[ Laughs ]

[ Groans ]

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.

♪♪

♪ I thank my lucky stars... ♪

We should dance.

I don't dance.

You will if you want to get paid!

[ Sighs ]

[ Siren chirping ]

[ Chatter ]

[ Sighs ]

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!

[ Chatter ]

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? [ Laughs ]

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.

[ Laughs ]

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!

[ Patrons cheer ] Ready?

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

Five, six, seven, eight!

♪ Spent forty-eight dollars ♪

♪ Last night at the county fair ♪

Oh! Who's this?!

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

♪ I throwed out my shoulder, but I won her that teddy bear ♪

Instructor: Walk around.

♪ She's got me sayin' "Sugar Pie" ♪ Uh-oh.

♪ "Honey," "Darlin'," and "Dear" ♪

♪ I ain't seen the Braves play a game all year ♪

♪ I'm gonna get fired if I don't get some sleep ♪

♪ My long-lost buddies ♪ [ Laughs ]

♪ Say I'm getting in too deep ♪

♪ But I like it, I love it, I want some more of it ♪

♪ I try so hard, I can't rise above it ♪

♪ Don't know what it is 'bout that little girl's lovin' ♪

♪ But I like it, I love it, I want some more of it ♪

[ Both laughing ]

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

♪♪

[ Both laughing ]

♪♪

Hey!

♪ My mama and daddy tried to teach me courtesy ♪

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.

[ Children shouting playfully ]

[ Sighs ]

♪♪

I'm gonna save you.

I promise.

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

Are you okay?

[ Groans ] No. [ Chuckles ]

Yeah. I'm sure. [ Dog whimpers ]

[ Sighs ]

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.

[ Sighs ] 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!

[ Train whistle blows in distance ]

[Whispering] Rina? [Whispering] Rina!

Rina, are you in here?

Rina. Oh, my God. Oh, my God. [ Man groaning ]

I'm so sorry. Rina!

-Rina! -Rina!

Can you hear me? [ Muffled shouts ]

-Rina! -Rina!

Oh, my God!

Rina! [ Muffled shouts ]

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.

[ Gasps ]

[ Grunting ]

♪♪

[ Grunting ]

[ Man groaning ] Black belt in judo.

Clearly. Should we go? Let's go.

[ Snap ] Damn it! I'm stuck!

My heel! I can't walk.

[ "Tennessee Whiskey" plays ]

♪ Used to spend my nights out ♪

♪ In a barroom ♪

♪♪

♪ Liquor was the only love ♪

♪ That I'd ever known ♪

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... [ Key clacks ]

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.

[ Thud ] 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.

[ Ticking ]

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.

[ Laughs ] 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.

[ Breathes deeply ]

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.

♪♪

[ Clears throat ]

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!

[ Pen clicks ]

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.

[ Door opens ]

Hi. I'm Will.

This is Betty.

Would you like to pet her?

Yeah?

[ Dog whimpering ]

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?

♪♪

[ Breathes deeply ]

[ Chuckles ]

[ Sighs ]

Well... So much for dinner.

[ Chuckles ]

Another time.

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

I could throw on the pan for us.

[ Exhales shakily ]

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...

[ Breathes shakily ]

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.

[ Exhales sharply ]

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.

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[ Horns honking ]

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?

[ Chuckles ] 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.

[ Sighs ] Singapore.

Thank you.

Detective Michael Ormewood.

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

♪ Used to spend my nights out ♪

♪ In a barroom ♪

[ Ariana sighs ]

♪ Liquor was the only love ♪

[ Door opens and closes ]

♪ That I'd ever known ♪

-- Captions by VITAC --

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