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I'll see you 100.

Okay, I'll see you.

And I'll raise a hundy. - Ooh.

You know, Ace, I have a very serious question for you.

Shoot. I'm an open book.

Do you have more beer?

Who do you take me for?

Of course, I do.

There's more in the fridge in the garage.

Listen, Ace, I got a real question for you.

All right, I'm all ears. What's up?

When you were up there in space,

did you ever, uh,

leave your mark on the telescope?

- Oh, dude. - What are you talking about?

No, not--come on.

I'm saying--no, I'm talking like graffiti.

Right? Something like that

to let the gods or the aliens or somebody

know that you were up there.

Well, I've never been asked that before,

but if I did deface a piece of NASA's

very expensive equipment,

I'm sure the boys down in Cape Canaveral

would have a bone to pick with me if--

if they ever found out.

Hey, listen, no, we're not gonna say a word.

Well, it's possible I may have left a little

FC mark on the edge of the lens.

Fried chicken?

- Ford Colwin. - Ford.

Ford is my given name. Yeah.

Can you believe that?

People didn't start calling me Ace

until after I repaired the Hubble.

Yeah, 'cause you did it all in one shot.

Yeah, kind of like this. Read 'em and weep.

Oh!

- Really? - That's--come on.

Bring it in. Bring it in.

Bring it in. Yeah.

Ante up. Deal me in the next hand.

Beer run will just be a minute.

- Whatever you got. - No light beer.

Yeah, I'ma be in divorce court if I keep coming here.

No light beer.

What was that?

Sounds like he dropped the beer.

Don't drop my beer.

- What's going on? - I don't know.

Let me go check. - I told him.

I said, you know, "Don't get the whole case."

I'm going. I'll go with you.

Where the hell is he, man? - I don't know.

Ace. - Hey, wait, wait.

Where is he going? - Ace. Hey, Ace.

- That's not Ace! - Yo! Ace!

What happened?

I don't know. What?

Oh, man. What the hell?

Oh. Oh, my God.

What color is that? That's horrible.

Montenegro blue.

Pretty slick, right?

I thought that we agreed on the salmon

or the pavilion or the scallop.

Just let him finish.

You'll see what I mean.

If you paint one more drop, I'm gonna eat your soul.

Uh, yeah.

I'm just gonna step outside

and make a phone call or something.

- Why do you keep doing this? - Doing what?

Every time we agree on something,

you go behind my back.

We haven't agreed on anything because

you won't make any decisions. - That's not true.

We have four different samples of glassware

and a half a dozen place settings.

Well, that's just my process. It takes time.

We don't have time. We open in two weeks.

We need to start making calls, commit to something

instead of just spinning our wheels.

You know, this is not how a partnership works.

I know you're used to being the boss at work,

but I'm not one of your employees.

I never said you were.

Then why do you keep treating me like I am?

When we interviewed chefs, we both agreed on Mirabella.

Her references didn't check out.

I told you that.

Right, but then you just unilaterally went

and, like, hired Alfonso.

He was our number two. You said you liked him.

I was being nice.

I never thought we were gonna hire him, okay?

I mean, his menu sucked, and you know that.

We're not opening some Buffalo Wild Wings here.

This is not a bougie place.

I'm just trying to get us on the same page here.

Yeah, me too.

Case just came in.

It's fine. Go.

We have a missing astronaut-- on Earth, I assume?

Ford "Ace" Colwin, 62.

He was abducted last night from his weekly poker game.

He went out to his garage to get beer

and then was grabbed and forced into the back

of his black Porsche Cayenne.

We assume from the size of these shoe prints,

a very large male, much larger than Ace.

His friends saw them pull out of the driveway,

and there's a BOLO out on the Porsche.

There's no cameras at Ace's or nearby homes,

so the unsub probably got there on foot.

Any grudges?

He's seemingly a beloved member of the community.

What about Ace's finances?

Maybe he's underwater, and this is payback.

He had a pretty successful post-NASA career.

He wrote a couple of books and sold the rights.

The movie "Deep Vision" is about him repairing

the Hubble Telescope. - That was a huge deal.

The Hubble made it possible

to see the origins of the Big Bang.

And now Ace has disappeared into a black hole.

Every hour that passes is an hour

we are less likely to find our star man alive.

Let's blast off.

So looks like Ace has plenty in his bank account.

More than plenty. - Well, maybe Remy was right.

Maybe they abducted him because of his money.

I don't know.

His account hasn't been touched in days.

There's no sign of a ransom demand.

Did he have a significant other?

I mean, I'm not sure.

The only thing I could find in his favorites

was a very limber Skylar.

Looks like Skylar is a yogini.

- Mm-hmm. - Okay, let's look into Skylar.

Remy.

I'm Louis Darvia.

And I'm Tom McBride, Ace's neighbor.

We play poker every Tuesday.

Thanks for coming to talk with us.

Well, of course. He's one of my best friends.

Yeah, mine too.

We know you've spoken to the police.

Can you tell us what you saw last night?

Well, you know, it all happened so fast, right?

We were playing poker.

He came out to the garage for some beer.

We heard, like, a tussle in the garage.

And we came out, and some guy jumped

into Ace's Porsche and hauled ass.

No sign of Ace.

- Who's close to Ace? - Ex-wife?

Girlfriend?

He never married. He--he likes them young.

Women are like cars to him. - Yeah.

He's always trading them in for the latest model,

and there was no shortage of them.

Astronaut groupies, they're a real thing.

I've seen it firsthand.

Ace called them craters,

because they hollowed out your bank account and you.

All right. So what about enemies?

He got any?

Well, the only bad seed

I'm aware of is Doug Boswell.

Wasn't he on the Hubble expedition with Ace?

Yeah, yeah.

Ace confided in me once that

he was actually the second person

to repair the Hubble.

Doug Boswell put the new lens in place.

And Ace took all the credit.

And Boswell didn't get the book deals

or the movie deals or the girls.

He hates Ace.

I know I should be a bigger person here,

but I'm the one who put the new lens in the Hubble.

Do you know how difficult that was?

All Ace did was tighten a screw.

Twist, twist. That's it.

And he gets all the attention for that little gesture.

That sounds really frustrating.

Did you play poker with Ace?

Never invited, but it's not my speed.

Guy's an adrenaline junkie.

Has a suite that they keep for him at Caesars.

Maybe one of the other players got sick of him always winning.

Well, thank you for your time.

Yeah. Had a stroke a few years back.

My right side's not quite up to my left.

Thanks.

Well, clearly Dave didn't abduct Ace,

but it doesn't mean he didn't hire someone to do it.

It feels like he would downplay his grudge

against Ace if that were the case.

And Ace didn't have any gambling debts.

So this isn't a result of a bookie wanting to get paid.

Nothing about this attack feels random.

Maybe Hana and Barnes are having better luck

with Ace's girl du jour.

So how was D.C.?

Yeah, it was great to see the kids.

The interview. How was the interview?

It's not official yet, but I think they're

gonna offer me the job.

Congratulations.

I don't know if I'm gonna take it.

A fresh start is hard to resist.

Okay, you think it's the same for you and Ethan?

That is the worst segue ever.

'Cause I said I don't know what I'm gonna do.

My parents are here. You're here.

- Jill's here. - Ooh.

Okay, not a factor.

Look, if I'm honest, I feel pretty scared.

I'm just so used to living alone,

and I know that saying, do one thing every day

that scares you, but this is my whole life

we're talking about.

Well, whatever you decide, I'll support you 100%.

And I will miss you.

There she is.

- Skylar Davidson? - That's me.

We just want to ask you some questions

about your boyfriend, Ace.

What's wrong?

We believe he's been abducted.

Oh, my gosh. Oh, my goodness, no.

Would you say that you have a good relationship?

Totes.

There's quite a big age difference between you both?

So he's an older guy.

He just has all that older guy stuff

that goes along with that. - Like what?

Like, um, he couldn't get it up

without pills or porn. Is he okay?

We're doing our best to find him.

Would you say this relationship was short-term?

We weren't gonna, like, get married or anything.

He's just not that guy.

And were you seeing anybody else?

Not anymore, but, um, I was with someone

when Ace and I first connected.

My ex hated Ace. He was mad jealous.

- You prey on the innocent. - Listen.

I told you, I don't know who you're talking about.

Stop lying to me!

You paid her thousands of dollars every month.

Listen, that could be one of so many different people!

Listen, I'm telling you the truth.

You have to believe me. I don't know who--

She's just a thing to you, a plaything,

but she's the center of my world,

and what you did disgraced her.

There's Ace Colwin's body. It's been, uh, defaced.

Have a-- have a look for yourself.

Oh.

Please tell me that's not what I think it is.

Someone cut off Ace's genitals

and shoved them in his mouth.

Killings don't get no more personal than that.

The message is clear.

Ace was having sex with someone he shouldn't be.

I'm not gonna lie.

I chucked a little when I first found him.

Yeah, I think I still might.

- Hurts to look at, you know? - Hey, what's up?

Remy, Ace's car was found outside a dentist's home,

a kids' dentist.

We believe he's been abducted too.

All right, check it out. All right.

So what connects the astronaut to the dentist?

Who or what is the question.

'Cause we don't want our dentist

to end up like this dude.

That's Ace's Porsche.

Our unsub is taking the victims' cars

after he abducts them.

Let me get with local PD and set up a search perimeter.

Look at this.

These footprints look like the ones outside of Ace's house.

A lot bigger than Ace and the dentist.

Excuse me. What is this?

This is my house. - Hold on, ma'am.

Hey, let her in. Let her in.

What is all this? Whose car is that?

Where's my husband?

Is your husband Hank McCallahan?

Yes.

We believe he's been abducted.

What?

Cops say there are signs of a struggle inside.

Yeah, I've been trying to call him,

and he's not picking up.

What car did your husband drive?

A blue BMW.

Does he know Ace Colwin?

The astronaut guy?

Not well, but I mean, everyone around here knows

who he is. - He was murdered today.

We believe your husband's abduction

is connected to his death.

Oh, my God.

Were you aware that your husband

had opened a credit card in his name two months ago?

Look, this isn't an easy question to ask,

but was your husband seeing somebody else?

I doubt it.

There's lots of different types of relationships.

Maybe an emotional affair or somebody at work?

I mean, I guess that's possible.

Most of the transactions on the credit card

are for online subscription channels.

If he is having an affair, maybe it's with someone online.

It doesn't look like our two victims knew each other,

but they were both subscribers to a lot

of performers on FansAllowed.

Isn't that a porn site?

From what I've heard.

I think so, from what I heard.

It's a digital peep show for women, mainly,

doing things for their subscribers.

I mean, whatever they pay for.

Did our astronaut and dentist

follow any of the same people?

They were both getting DMs

from a lot of the same women who I'm calling

the cleavage club.

Our unsub clearly has rage issues.

Maybe he was infatuated with a performer

and jealous of her other followers.

There's no precision in either abduction,

especially not Ace's defacement.

All right, so we're not dealing with a hired hitter.

No, this is a passionate, personal mission,

deeply personal. - Okay.

I've got IPs for some of the cleavage club

in Chester, New Jersey. I'm sending you the addresses.

We're on our way.

Hana says there's no less than 16 IP addresses

coming from this house.

Hey, can I help you?

Agent Scott and Cannon, FBI.

We're looking for a FansAllowed performer

who might be connected to a murder

and abduction in Pennsylvania.

Oh, my gosh.

Come on inside.

I'll go get my partner, Bart.

We'll do our best to help you all out.

We shoot a lot in the kitchen.

And this is our craft services

and our makeup area.

This is another set in here.

And this--well.

This is our most popular set.

As you can see, we are a state-of-the-art

production studio.

I feel like I'm on the set of "Boogie Nights."

Love that movie so much.

All right, so this house is set up

as a studio for FansAllowed. - Exactly.

FansAllowed artists rent our space.

We charge an upfront rental fee

and take a small percentage of the profits.

- How small? - 10%.

FansAllowed artists keep the rest of the profits themselves.

It is revolutionary in that way.

Our performers are basically independent contractors,

like Uber drivers, whereas on other sites,

performers are employees.

They do very well for themselves.

I get there's money to be made here,

but these content creators

are giving up their privacy, no?

What happens when this chapter ends?

That is a very good question

that I don't have an answer for.

Um, we just encourage our performers

to make as much money as they can now,

because with money comes incredible freedom.

We believe a person connected to one of these artists

is torturing and murdering their subscribers.

That's terrible.

We do our best to protect our subscribers and our performers.

We need to show photos of our victims to these performers

to see if they know them.

I know him. That's Hank McCallahan.

He was my boss for, like, six months.

You worked at his dental clinic?

I was a hygienist there until he found out

I had a FansAllowed account, and he fired me.

He thought that FansAllowed was in conflict

with the child-friendly environment

he was cultivating. - All right.

So how'd he find out you were on the site?

Because he was on it on himself.

Right. Hypocrite to the nth degree.

I mean, it's not like I'm a prostitute.

If some guy wants to pay me 20 grand

to watch me take a bubble bath, why not?

I'm gonna take that bath anyway.

Hey! What are you doing?

Stop, help. Help. I need help.

Stop, stop, stop!

That man is trying to kill me.

In the back. Get in the back.

He's a monster, big as a giant.

And it was crazy, man.

This guy was so angry, so mad.

Because his girlfriend was on FansAllowed?

Not his girlfriend. His daughter.

- His daughter? - Who he said was missing.

He was all over me, calling me filthy and stuff

for watching videos of her.

I didn't even know which one he was talking about

until he described her.

All I know is her FansAllowed handle, mygirl07.

All right, so you don't know her name,

and you don't know where she is.

I don't.

Oh, honey.

It's so good to see you, my love.

Remy, we need a permission key

from FansAllowed to get mygirl07's ID photo.

We sent over a warrant to FansAllowed HQ.

I'm just working through it now.

Did you reach out to Bart and Ashley?

Maybe they know her.

They said that she's never been to their place

and never rented a space there before.

Okay, I got her photo from FansAllowed.

I'm sending it to you. Maggie Lake.

I am running the address from her ID,

and it brings me to a field in the middle of nowhere.

Her ID's a fake.

Do we think '07 was the year she was born,

making her possibly underage?

And if her name's not Maggie Lake, what is it?

I'm working on getting mygirl07's IP address.

So Ace Colwin also subscribed to her channel.

Mm, Ace and the dentist were very enthusiastic fans.

Yeah, they shelled out a lot for her.

Wait a second.

What if our unsub's working his way through

her client list, starting with the ones closest to here?

He seems to have a dual drive,

trying to find his daughter while punishing the men

who subscribed to her channel. - Yeah.

Well, there's a lot of shame here, right?

Not only for his daughter's performances

but also for himself.

Her actions reflect on him too.

Maybe our unsub and mygirl07 are local to here.

Check out the corner of this video.

What is that? A logo?

Yes, to the Betsy Smith Boarding School in New Holland.

It's an all-girls version of Phillips Exeter.

All right, check it out tomorrow, Hana Banana.

She is a student here.

Her name is Leah Miller,

and that is definitely her dorm room.

But she's gone.

We just finished finals,

and we don't have any holdovers here.

When was the last time she was on campus?

Oh, move-out day was last week.

That's the last I saw her.

That was the last time she posted.

What can you tell us about Leah?

She was a straight-A student, very active in the drama club.

She played Puck in our spring production of

"A Midsummer Night's Dream."

These are the cast after-party photos.

That's Leah in the back row.

And that's the drama teacher, Megan Knowler.

She was also her dorm mother.

They were very close, I believe.

What about Leah's father?

Did you have much to do with him?

Jacob Miller? Mennonite.

Mennonite? Really?

Jacob's wife died suddenly last year.

Cancer, I heard.

After Leah's mom died, she was able to spend

her Rumspringa year here with us.

I promised Jacob we would do our best

to watch over his little girl.

Obviously, I failed on that front.

What we're trying to figure out

is whether Jacob knew that his daughter had become

a performer on FansAllowed.

Did he come to you with that?

No, this is the first I'm hearing of it.

Thank you for your time.

What's up, Hana?

Remy, Jacob could have been on that site,

but I'm not seeing any IP addresses

that match his place, which is about

20 minutes from here. - All right.

I'll swing by and pick you up.

Thanks.

Jacob Miller?

FBI.

Clear.

Clear.

Okay, these boots are huge.

The tread matches that at the crime scenes.

This is our guy.

This must be Leah's room. No personality.

No posters of rock stars or embarrassing crushes.

Jacob wouldn't let her.

He rules her with an iron fist.

We should go check the cellar.

- You hear that? - That hum?

The hell is that?

Back here.

Is that Mrs. Miller?

ME confirmed the body is Esther Miller--

Leah's mom, Jacob's wife.

Manner of death?

Strangulation. It wasn't cancer.

Looks like the body's been there for a little over a year.

I wonder if Leah knows about her mom.

Well, if she does, maybe that's why she's on the run.

Something just doesn't add up though.

Jacob kills his wife, lets his daughter

attend a secular school, then a year later goes

on a rampage against her subscribers

in an effort to find her? Come on.

What the hell are we missing here?

Maybe he found out she was on FansAllowed,

flipped a lid.

They could have had an argument about it.

If that happened and she took off,

maybe he's looking for her by working

his way through her customers

and punishing them along the way.

And she hasn't posted anything since school let out?

No, nothing since Ace's death

was in the headlines.

So we don't know if she's alive or dead.

Maybe we reach out to her, ask her for a meet.

You said she replies to her fans, right?

Great idea.

Finally, something good comes

from hours spent on dating sites.

What about Jacob?

We know that he's monitoring Leah's messages.

Okay, I need a username.

Sexy Alpha Driver.

- Of course. - Oh, my God.

All right, that was fast.

I'm new to the site but am in Philly.

What would it cost to meet up IRL?

- Uh, money's no object. - Money is no object.

Yeah.

She replied "Howdee" with two Es

and three smiley kissy faces. - Okay.

Um, an in-person meet is 10 grand.

Damn. I'm in the wrong business.

Um, worth every penny, but I need to pay in-person.

Can't leave a digital trail for wifey to find.

Okay, she's sending you an address.

It's a bar in the Northern Liberties neighborhood.

She'll meet me in an hour.

What color would you say these walls are?

Uh, I guess I'd say blue.

- And you like this pigment? - Yeah, yeah.

It's the color of the sky between twilight and night.

It's kind of the vibe we're going for here.

- Posters are nice. - Oh, yeah.

We just added those last month.

Make the place feels more like home to me.

It's cozy. You know?

I do know.

Okay. Excuse me.

Leah doesn't even have a driver's license.

Yeah, just like her father.

Well, that man is off his rocker.

Blue Subaru parked in front of the bar.

Mm-hmm.

- You see that? - That's suspect.

You think that's Leah?

I'm gonna go check it out.

All right.

What is she waiting for?

Go, go!

Hey, stop!

Where you going so fast?

What were you doing in front of that bar?

You working with Leah?

- I'm just, like-- - Listen. I'm FBI.

Is she still alive? - Oh, my God.

Wait. I don't know.

All of this is my fault. - What?

It's your fault that she's on FansAllowed?

Kind of, yeah.

I mean, I had this boyfriend, and we made this video,

and he was gonna put it on FansAllowed

unless I could buy him out,

and Leah and I are, like, friends,

and I told her about the situation,

and she decided that she was gonna go on FansAllowed

and make enough money to buy my freedom from that jerk.

So Leah is paying off your ex-boyfriend

with her FansAllowed money?

Yes, as long as I promise not to tell

a soul that she was doing it,

and I didn't until now.

What's your arrangement?

Now I get 10%

for checking out any meet-ups

and making sure that they're safe.

You sound like a madam.

I want the best for her. That's it.

Turn around.

You're under arrest.

Turn around.

Remy, local PD found a flyer on Jacob Miller.

He's a Mennonite mechanic,

maintaining horse and farm equipment

for the community there. - Does he have a cell?

Yes, it pinged at a tower near where

Hank McCallahan was picked up.

PD searched the area, but they found nothing.

Yeah, but maybe the Mennonite community is protecting Jacob.

They clearly rely on him.

Have PD go door to door looking for a cabin

or a shed, somewhere where Jacob could do his work.

Got a blue BMW.

That's Hank McCallahan's.

Ray, see if there's any access around back.

Remy, Nina.

Remy.

Nina. Where's Nina?

- Over here. - Hey.

- Hey. - Where is he?

- Hey, hey, hey. - Hey, hey, hey. No, no, no.

Chill, chill, chill, chill. Okay?

We got him. - Yeah?

- You're safe. - Okay.

- Hey, Remy! - You all right?

Yeah. Yeah, yeah, yeah.

- Let's get you up. - I'm good, I'm good.

- Yeah? - Yeah, I'm all right.

Leah is late. I hope she didn't get spooked.

Yeah, I hope not.

You know, she turns 18 tomorrow.

Yeah. Me, you, and her.

Yeah, I turn 18.

Well, we are at a crossroads, you with D.C., me with--

Wherever your heart takes you.

Yeah, well, at the moment, my heart misses Ethan.

You should message him.

Leah Miller? FBI.

Come with me.

Is this about Ace?

I heard he died, and I am so sorry.

Sit down.

Your father killed him, looking for you.

Oh, God. Um...

Leah, I'm so sorry.

Your dad is...

He's dead?

Yeah.

What happened?

He attacked some of our agents.

They had to take him down. There was no other choice.

Oh.

So that-- that means I'm, like--

I'm free. - Not exactly.

Are you gonna arrest me? I haven't done anything wrong.

Except use a fake ID to post on FansAllowed.

- Charging a lot of money for-- - Company.

So many of my customers were just lonely men.

On FansAllowed, I felt seen,

really, for the first time.

Do you think about the fact that these photos

are gonna be online forever?

I do think about that,

but I refuse to feel ashamed.

So what's the plan?

Where are you headed next?

I have an aunt in Chelsea,

the other black sheep of the family.

So my partner here and I, we're at a crossroads.

We could arrest you for using a fake ID.

Or we let you go.

Look, if you ever want help getting rid of those images,

I'm pretty good at scrubbing the internet.

Give me a call.

Happy birthday.

Thank you.

Uh...

Wow.

You like?

I--I love it.

I can't--I--it's just so--

- Arresting? - Yes.

- Devastating? - Yes.

Just like you said it would be.

I mean, the prints add a little zhuzh to the place.

Yeah, they offset the blue, and they remind me of home.

I was thinking of your bedroom, as I often do.

- Really? - You have posters...

- Right. - Like these.

Love the posters.

They definitely add a touch of class.

- Mm-hmm. - Hey.

I am grateful for your vision.

Thank you, baby.

But we still have work to do.

We have options. - Yes.

- Have you decided? - Yeah.

I think that we should go with the Ecopa Esme

because it's pretty but practical.

I love these little Nick & Nora glasses,

and the cocktail coupe is beautiful.

And maybe the Costa Nova because it picks up the blue?

- Sure. - Yeah?

So the only decision left is the flatware,

and I've narrowed it down to five.

Oh, wait.

I'm gonna need a drink for this.

Why don't we have some bubbles first,

and then we can make some major decisions?

That sounds like a plan, I think.

Yes!

Here's to us.

Thank you.

I think we make a pretty badass team.

- I agree. - If I say so myself.

I will drink to that.

Mmm. - Mmm.

So the big question is,

what are we gonna call this place?

Hmm.