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Look at that.

Blow it out.

Happy birthday.

Happy birthday.

Again, again.

You almost got it. Blow it out. Blow it
out. Blow it out. One more. One more.

Yeah.

All right.

Open your gift.

You know what this means, Jules?

We're the parents of a teenager.

I know it.

Oh, that's attractive.

stuff like this in the fifth grade, Mom.

Thanks for making it, though.

Sure. Let's check out your room.

Oh, my God!

Oh, my God!

Oh, no way!

Way! Oh, my God!

Well, I figured you could write your
stories on here, you know, do some

online. It's got a scanner. Oh, my God,
it's awesome! Thank you!

I know you wanted one for a long time.

Oh, it's wonderful.

Oh, man.

Well, actually, it was your mom's idea.

I mean, I figured you could keep using
my laptop, but she insisted.

Thanks, Mom.

Thanks, Dad. Oh, you're welcome. You're
welcome.

Let's give it a test run. Yeah.

So this is your screensaver. It's
already hooked up to the Internet. Use

mouse ball. Oh, this rocks.

Oh, my God.

Thank you so much. This is so cool.

You're welcome. Let's try it out. Okay.

It's a good thing she liked the
computer.

I just feel like I can't do anything
right anymore.

She's 13.

I know.

You're her mother. You're supposed to
embarrass her. I know.

Apparently I do that very well. Yes, you
do. You do that exceptionally well.

She's growing up.

She needs space and dependence.

Yeah. Maybe you should think about what
we talked about.

Going back to work, school.

I'll think about it.

That'll... Oh, okay.

But have you checked the paper?

No, I haven't, but I will. I will. I
promise I'm going to get a job.

You're getting a job?

Doing what?

Your mom can do anything.

She's bright.

She's beautiful.

She's well organized.

Alex Kaplan's mom is one of those...
Closet experts, you know? You organize

other people's junk.

Have you looked in my closet lately?

Go back to being a secretary. You were
great.

You should be sure to get to travel. I
don't want to travel.

But I am going to find a job.

I am.

Some kind of job.

I read your stories last night.

What an astonishing lack of imagination.

Truly uninspired.

One story did stand out. It showed some
real talent and feeling.

Uninvited by Kristen Posey.

It came at the worst possible time on
the worst possible morning.

Red and raw, erupting on her chin like a
monstrous volcano.

Like a facial Mount Vesuvius ready to
blow on a moment's notice.

What led up to this tragic event is a
volume in itself.

It was the second day of April.

The day after April Fool's Day.

Well, he's right, you know. You don't
need to stay home for Christmas anymore.

I know, but last time I worked as a
secretary was a hundred years ago. I

even know how to use a computer.

Oh, come on. You do now.

Well, they got all that new software
stuff.

Typing's typing.

Okay, you know what? Get your real
estate license. Don't work with me.

I'm so bad at math.

What do you want to do?

We should get makeovers. No.

Why not?

You don't need makeup.

But everybody wears some.

Oh, maybe not the best example.

No. I want you to wait.

Let's go, Lonnie.

She's so uncool.

so late.

Did you have that much homework?

I'm just writing.

You've been up late every night.

Are you online?

Who on earth are you talking to this
late at night?

Just Lonnie.

Well, get off and wash your face. Go to
bed right now.

Hey, Mrs. Posey.

I know she's studying at the Commons
this afternoon.

Oh, no.

I really need this website she found.
Can I check if she saved it online?

She'll be home about... Please?

I've got three whole pages to write. Do
like yesterday.

All right, go ahead. Help me with that.
All right.

So you know what?

Of course.

Do you mind?

Sorry.

Come on, Kristen.

I need to get the paper done.

Well, if you two didn't spend every
night up chatting to each other on lawn

2 a .m., maybe you wouldn't be so far
behind.

Huh?

Whoops. Old mail.

What'd I do?

Who's Magic Man?

Hmm?

Kristen, Kristen, where are you?

Oh,

there

she is. Thank God.

Are you?

You thought I'd be younger.

Yeah.

Like a lot.

Age doesn't matter, remember?

Not when two people really connect.

I brought my journal.

Good.

Let's go somewhere quiet, more private.

You can read it to me.

What on earth are you thinking going to
meet some man? What are you thinking?

I'm not going to do anything.

Then what did you meet him? Just a dog.

I sent him my stories and he said a lot
of really nice things and he liked my

writing. He was interested, Mom, in me.
He was not. He was interested in that

person. Do you understand me?

That's all.

That is all.

Now get in the car.

I don't understand how this happened.
How did I miss this? We both missed it,

Julie. I mean, he came into her house,
into her room. He got to her right in

front of us.

Well, he deleted his name. Magic Man is
no longer there. I'm going to report

him. Report who?

What? All Kristen knows is that some
guy, his name is Sam, and he lives in

Boulder. Can we please stop talking
about this? I know I messed up. You can

forget about going in the chat room,
Kristen.

And I don't want you going online unless
one of us is in here with you. Do you

understand? As a matter of fact, I'm
moving the whole system into the living

room. I'd like to know exactly how you
got connected with this man in the first

place.

He started chatting with me.

I went into this room.

What room?

Girls for men.

Girls for men? Some girls at school were
talking. I was just curious.

I went in and all these guys sent me
messages. All I did was just sit there.

That's beautiful, Julie.

What happened? The girl you are.

Excuse me. Yes?

I was wondering if you could help me. My
name is Julie Posey and I want to

report something.

My young daughter was on the internet,
online, in a chat room and a man...

A grown man convinced her to meet him.

Um, if I hadn't found out, he could have
hurt her or molested her or God knows

what. And she's 13 years old. Excuse me,
but it didn't actually happen, ma 'am.

Norris, I got this.

Excuse me, I couldn't help overhearing.

I'm Cassandra Phillips, an investigator
with the Crimes Against Children Unit.

Would you like to come with me? Yes, I
would.

I've got all the emails that he sent
her. I was hoping that maybe you could

trace them.

I printed them all out. All right, this
is typical.

Befriends the child and then tries to
set up a meeting.

Mike, this is the person you should talk
to.

Mike, this is Julie Posey. Julie, Mike
Harris, my partner.

Hi.

Julie's daughter was approached by a
possible pet online, and they arranged

meet.

Let's file a report. Well, I called the
Internet service provider, and they just

said, well, you know, there was nothing
they could do, blah, blah, blah. I

should have had the child safety
settings on.

You didn't? Well, I never dreamed she'd
be in a room like that. I mean, have you

been into those places? Do you know
what's going on there, how explicit they

are? There's not much we can do about
it. It's free speech.

Well, God bless America, but keep these
people from my kids.

It's not a crime until the pedophile
actually meets the minor.

to have sex.

Well, by then it's too late. Yeah, we're
aware there's a problem.

So you're in these chat rooms keeping
track of these men?

Unfortunately, we don't have the
resources right now.

You know, Mrs. Posey, the best thing you
can do is just go home and keep an eye

on your daughter.

And who's keeping an eye on this man?

Even if I could find him, we couldn't
prosecute him for anything.

You're very lucky he didn't harm your
child.

Well, I think harm has been done, and
he's still free to go after someone

daughter.

Cassandra will take your statement.

Let's, um, go over here.

Okay.

So, when did you first go online and
discover your daughter's correspondence

with Posey?

Do you have a date and time?

Thanks a lot.

My mom's booby -trapped my account, so I
can't get to the cool sides of chat

rooms anymore.

And this is my full pal?

She's all freaked out. I'm gonna hook up
with some pervert, too.

God, Kristen.

What were you thinking?

You talk to guys online all the time.

That's a goof.

I don't go and meet them. Ew.

You want to do what?

I want to go online, pretend to be a
teenager.

I will track down the pedophiles. I'll
make you a database.

Mrs. Posey, you need another hobby.

No, you need me.

You've got a thousand pedophiles
cruising the web, and you can't even

single cop to monitor those chat rooms.

And I'll do it for nothing. Mike, if she
keeps a chat log, any emails they send,

we'll build a case.

Then what?

Well, and then if they want to meet, I
go into cover as a teenage girl, and we

bust them when they show up.

Well, that'd be great.

You two wait in my office. I'll talk to
Dennis.

All right.

Mm -hmm.

Great.

Did you, uh... Yeah, I heard.

It sounds like entrapment.

I could teach her to keep it clean.

She's a civilian.

A housewife.

Got a lot of time on her hands.

Motivation. Yeah, she could be some kind
of nut.

I'll check her out and make sure she's a
model citizen.

And if she screws up, are you willing to
put your reputation on the line?

Here we are.

Well?

Miss Posey?

Julie.

If we do this, I train you, you play by
my rules, no mistakes.

Okay. I don't want some kind of cyber
renegade running around out there. I'm

the renegade type.

Defense attorneys and judges will look
for any reason to discredit you.

Are you sure you're up for this?

I think I am.

Okay.

Okay.

Let's do it.

When do we start?

You're going to sit at a computer
pretending you're a teenager talking to

perverts all day?

Pedophile. These are thick, twisted
people.

Why would you want to do this? Because
no one else will.

You won't catch him.

You won't ever find Sam.

Maybe not.

Then what are you doing this for?

So other kids don't get hurt.

You'll never sound my age.

I will if you help me.

No. Okay, I don't want... any part of
it. And please, don't tell anyone or

die.

I have to do this.

I have to do it.

Your screen name is Candy Lover. And
remember, you're playing a part.

Troubled, insecure girl.

Deadbeat dad. Neglectful mother, maybe.

You're desperate for love and attention.
That kind of thing.

Pedophiles eat that up.

That's Cassandra.

If these guys ask you for a photo, you
send them that. That way we can set them

up for the sting.

Okay. All right, let's go in there.
Girls for older guys.

Okay.

All right, here comes Candy Lover.

Now you wait. You can't make the first
move. The pedophile has to contact you.

Well, that was fast.

Age, sex, location.

Go ahead, answer them.

14.

33 here in Flagstaff. You into older
men.

Remember, you can encourage him, but you
have to be evasive. Say something like,

I guess older guys are smarter.

And that's enough?

You'd be surprised how little it takes
to keep these guys hooked.

You watch. He's going to come on all
caring and concerned. Sounds like you

a friend, that kind of thing. Then he's
going to get down and dirty.

Are you a virgin?

Hello.

This guy cuts to the chase.

Am I a virgin?

Yeah. It's part of his thrill.

But you can't use sexual terminology.

You can't even be suggestive.

Then how do I answer him? He just asked
you, are you a virgin? You say, hello,

I'm 14.

Oh. Oh, yeah. I get it. I get it. Just
let him think whatever he wants to.

Yeah. Reminds him how old you are, which
is a good thing. Just make it really

clear. It's a kid he's chatting with.

Hello.

I'm a very old 14.

You better watch out, Jerry.

Julie's at home. She's making all that
nasty chit -chat online.

She's not doing it to get her jollies.

Those men think she's a kid.

Who knows what they think?

Those chat rooms are fantasy land.
That's what they're there for.

How would you know?

Hey, Mom. What's up?

Hey.

Come here a minute. Would you check this
out for me?

This is my online profile.

See what you think.

You don't sound 14. You sound like
you're 40.

What do you mean?

Like for entrance, you put reading.

Well, you like to read.

Yeah, but I never admit it.

Oh, well, what should it be?

I don't know. Chilling?

Chilling. That's good.

They're really going to fool a mom.

I can't believe you're still at it. I
know.

I found a new room.

Dad and daughter sex?

I know, I know.

There's this guy, Steve, from Wyoming.

A married piano teacher who wants to
know if anybody needs a man for a

with their daughter.

And you answered him?

Yeah.

Pretending I'm a mom.

But I thought you were supposed to
pretend you were a kid.

No, not on this one, you see. I said
that I'm a mom who has a very special

relationship with her 14 -year -old
daughter, Michelle.

You really want to do this?

This worries me. I know.

He bought that? Well, apparently he did.
He kept me online for over an hour.

He sent me some pictures, too.

Julie, if you download child porn onto
your tablet, you know... I know it's a

felony.

Your CD, sir.

Who do you think I am?

Don't be embarrassed, sweetheart.

Introduce yourself.

I'm Marie.

Come on, Marie. Don't be shy.

You're not nervous, are you?

Hey, this guy's a piano teacher.

Yeah. These girls are probably his
students.

That makes sense.

The background's the same in these
shots.

They go to his house for lessons. He
gets them alone.

So can we trace this guy's email and
arrest him for sending this stuff?

He'd only get probation.

Kidding. We get a stronger case if he
wants to meet.

Well, he's invited me to Laramie.

Good. If he makes contact again, tries
to set something up, we'll get the cops

that are involved.

Does it have to be online?

Could it be on the phone?

That's what he wants.

Let's see it again.

Don't be embarrassed, sweetheart.

Introduce yourself.

I'm Marie.

It's cordless, so you can take it
anywhere in the house.

It's going to start recording
automatically as soon as you pick it up.

Remember, the same rules apply.

He has to lead the conversation, and
don't get into phone sex.

You see?

Really? Go for it.

Yeah? Yeah, it's Steve from Laramie.

How are you?

Oh, hi, Steve from Laramie. I'm fine.

How are you?

I'm great.

It's so good to finally hear your voice.

Did you think about what I said last
week?

Yeah, but... Because you don't want
Michelle for a time to be messed up by

fumbling boy who doesn't know what he's
doing.

Well, I do want the best for my girl.

And you know what?

I'm going to teach her right.

You know, and I'll take things real
slow.

And I want you there watching the whole
time, right? Just to make sure that I

keep my word.

Well, you've got the whole thing figured
out, haven't you?

Let's make this happen, Candy.

I want you to bring that sweet girl here
to Wyoming.

You know, I told you, I got laid off. I
can't afford a trip like that right now.

Hey, I'm going to send you the money.

Listen, I'm going to put you up in a
deluxe hotel and everything.

Well, if that's what you want to do.

I can't believe it. He wired you cash?

I know.

Mike says it's great because it shows
clear intent.

And the cops in Laramie look at my
evidence and say there's no entrapment.

That's great.

So, when this guy shows up to meet me
and Michelle...

Meet you?

Well, yeah, that's when the cops are
going to bust him.

No. No, no.

Jerry, no, I got to be here. No, your
part of this is at home on the computer.

I have a relationship with the guy. He
trusts me. He knows my voice. So what?

Well, if he calls the hotel and I don't
answer, he'll get spooked. Not your

problem.

Jerry, what is the point of me doing all
this hard work if the guy doesn't get

arrested?

I don't want you doing this.

You're the one who told me to get out of
the house and do something useful.

I meant to go back to school. I'd go
back to being a secretary, not to fly

to Laramie to meet with some lunatic.

This lunatic is expecting me. If I don't
show up, he could get away.

And if he does, he won't stop. He won't
stop until he finds some mother who will

let this jackass do God knows what to
their child in exchange for a hotel room

and a little cash.

So I'm going to Laramie, okay?

End of story.

Gone.

Here, let me take that, please.

Okay.

Not the no -tell motel.

Not what I expected.

I guess Mr. C -42 just went all out,
didn't he?

Think he popped for the bridal suite?

His name is Stephen Sampson. We traced
his number and got his name and address.

Great. This way, Julie.

We nail him when he shows up here
tomorrow and when he sees his computer.

Oh, really? You can do that while he's
not home?

That's right.

And if that child porn he sent you is
still on his hard drive, we have solid

proof.

Great.

Okay, sweetheart.

Finish your homework, and I'll be home
soon.

Okay, bye.

Julie's off at the SWAT team. Left you
here to be Mr. Mom.

I can manage to pick up a pizza.

So when does she fuck the guy?

Tomorrow. Tomorrow morning.

Poor jerk.

Poor jerk's just sitting there.

Online, privacy of his own home, and
along comes Julie.

He's into a little girl.

I know, man. It's a totally warped
fantasy.

It's not a fantasy anymore.

He's going to a hotel expecting sex with
a child.

Yeah, except there is no child. It
doesn't matter. He thinks there is.

Because Julie lied to him, right? She
lured him into it.

You have a daughter.

What's wrong with you?

Can I answer it?

If that's what you're here for.

All right.

Hello? Hey, Candy.

You made it. Yeah.

So how are you? Did you have a good
trip?

We did.

Thanks for asking.

It was great.

Yeah? How's Michelle?

She's good. She's good. Right now, she's
in the bath.

Yeah?

Is there, like, a phone in there? Can I
talk to her?

You did bring her, didn't you?

Of course I did.

Oh, man. I just... I wish I could join
her.

But, um... I'm just... I'm stuck here at
night. Oh, that's okay.

Tomorrow. Yeah, you bet. We're gonna
spend the whole day together.

Yeah.

So, ten sharp, Candy.

Sweet dreams.

Bye.

You nervous?

Well, Si, I'm raising Chris, and I think
that's probably the most important

thing I've ever done in my life.

Finished your work?

I felt the rhythm stop on mine, so I
waited for you.

It's been a really busy year at the
store with the, uh...

Expansion and everything and now I
haven't had as much time to do this

that we used to do together Okay, no No,
stop See when

you go online looking for Attention or
approval or whatever

Kristen you're the most important thing
in my life and I

should have I should have it wasn't your
fault.

I mean

I was stupid. I was trying to feel grown
up, you know?

Please don't be ashamed.

No, no, no. I never could be.

I'll love you no matter what.

You know that, right?

Okay.

Good. You get to do the dishes tonight.

Well, that's not fair.

Okay,

Joey, you're going to be fine.

When he knocks on the door, answer him.
Let him hear your voice. Open the door.

And then lead him into the room, and you
get back in here as quickly as you can.

You understand me? All right. We don't
want you hurt.

All right.

The car just pulled up. We go any
minute, boys.

He's getting in the elevator.

Suspect is in the elevator.

You ready?

Come on, you'll be fine. All right.

Vests on, everybody.

You got a vest for me?

You don't need one, Julie.

I'm the one opening the door.

We never had a pedophile get violent
before. These are vests. They're just a

procedure.

Are you joking?

Stay right here.

Suspect on approach.

Yeah, we got out there.

Let's go.

Hello?

Candy?

Hi. Candy? Hey there, Steve.

Oh my goodness, look at you.

You're even prettier than I imagined.

Oh, I'm so glad you're here.

So where's Michelle?

I'll get her.

Come on in.

Michelle?

He's here.

You both enjoying the room?

Police, you're under arrest.

What are they doing?

Don't move. What did I do?

Meeting a minor for sex. Get him out of
here. I have done nothing.

Shut up. Candy.

Stop it.

Can't this please explain? May I speak?

Please, Candy.

Let me speak. Candy, tell them it is a
mistake. Candy.

Candy. It is a mistake.

She asked me here.

To report that terrible mother.

You went there to report her?

Yeah, that's right.

And you didn't plan to have sex with the
little girl?

No, sir.

No, sir, that would be wrong. That would
be illegal.

And tell me why you bought the flowers.

I bought flowers.

What about this bag of sex toys you
brought along with you?

Hmm?

Because I told you that I didn't explain
that.

You didn't explain it? Yes.

Well, explain this.

Every chat session.

Every email you ever sent him, you love
her.

Oh, and not to mention.

Your golden oldies. I'm going to teach
her right.

And I'll take things real slow. And I
want you there watching the whole time,

right? Just to make sure that I keep my
word.

You plea bargain.

Six months probation plus mandatory
therapy.

That's it?

The way the law is, you're lucky you're
serving any jail time at all.

Consider it a victory. One down, a few
thousand more to go.

Next pet who wants to talk, Cassandra.

You take it.

Good night. Good night, sweetie.

Good night, Mom.

Good night, honey.

What?

We're all brought down to more 14.

You're absolutely right.

Good night. Thank you, honey.

Good night. Good night, sweetheart.

You coming up, honey?

Yeah, in a minute.

Are you going to be at this all night?

Pedophile central in my living room?

Look, as long as they're on with me, it
means they're not on with a kid.

I'm going to be up in a minute. I'm
going to bed. I'm tired.

This guy you've been chatting with,
Texas Top Dog, his real name is Darren

Parsons, courtesy of the Texas
Department of Transportation.

And he doesn't look a thing like
Harrison Ford.

And you're a 14 -year -old girl named
Sherry.

I'll pinch him for you later. Thank you.
Think Top Dog's willing to travel?

Wherever we bust him is cool, but I'd
like to see some results here in Denver.

Let's talk.

Well, he's really into me. Well, Sherry.
And he's anxious to talk to me on the

phone. Okay.

So, fill me in. What should I know?

Well, this one likes horses.

Ah, they're just beautiful, Sherry. You
ought to see them.

They're live wires, too, but gentle.

Real affectionate.

Just like me.

You are?

Come to Houston and I'll show you.

Right, I'm like 14.

I'll just jump in my car.

Take a bus.

Visit your granny.

Take a detour.

Come see me.

My mom would never let me go anywhere by
myself.

I'm dying to see you, Sherry.

You know, I can't. I think that we're
just going to have to forget it.

Wait a minute. Wait a minute. Hang on.

Hang on now. Remember, one of us two can
drive.

If that's what you want to do. It's a
very, very long drive.

I know this great old diner off of Route
93.

I'd like to meet there.

Sure.

Does your teacher get to?

Well, yeah, it's his assignment.

Well, that doesn't seem fair.

Well, it's different.

You're my mother.

It must be about me.

Just promise me you'll make me taller.

Mom. Why do you do that?

Shut me out like that.

I just want some privacy.

I mean, how is it you can go online and
open yourself up to a complete stranger

but not to me?

It's easy online.

You can be who you want.

Like you're pretending to be 14.

Who do you want to be?

I wish you could see who I see.

A little girl?

No.

A beautiful, intelligent young woman.

So objective, Mom.

Well, I hope sometime you will let me
see what you write.

I wouldn't be too alarmed, Jerry. I'll
just take it down to the station house.

Hey, what's going on?

Liz came today. It's for Sherry.

You gave him our address?

Are you crazy? I wouldn't do that.

Probably just use your email address to
trace it back here somehow.

Can it be a bomb?

No, I'm sure it's just a gift or
something.

But this is good, though, isn't it? I
mean, because this really connects him

Sherry. It connects him to us, Julie.

He knows where we live. He senses God
knows what.

Mike's going to bust this guy when he
comes to Denver on Friday. What if he

shows up here first? You think some 50
-year -old guy's going to pull up in the

driveway and knock on the door and say,
I'm here to pick up your daughter?

Jerry, the chances of something like
that happening here... No, don't tell me

about the chances. Just do your job and
keep my wife out of it.

It was nothing.

Just a little music box.

I put this on the table right in front
of me, and it records everything.

Oh, look at that.

Nobody'd ever know. I know.

Pretty good.

Come in.

Hey.

So, what do you think, huh?

Pull the hat down. Cover your eyes some
more.

Suspect's driving a black SUV, vanity
plate, top dog. We got you covered at

restaurant. He's going to want to get
you out of there fast, so you're not

to have to fool him for long. Oh, I'll
fool him, okay.

Anything goes wrong. I'm only a booth
away.

Mike, I can handle myself, right?

I'll let you know how it goes. But I'm
going.

Home, Julie.

I'll call you later.

But it's on my way home.

Is it just me, or did he think all women
are idiots?

No, you know what? He's a really good
guy, and he's looking out for you.

He's uptight because of me.

Oh? We've been seeing each other.

Oh.

Oh, I didn't know that. Yeah, so now
it's like I'm not his partner anymore,

I'm the helpless girlfriend that he's
putting in jeopardy.

Well, good luck.

And thank you for doing this.

Hey, it's my job.

Top dog.

Don't infringe or I'll shoot.

Around the side.

Darren?

Hey. Hey.

I'm Darren.

Nice to meet you.

Joy to see you that long drive. It was
worth it.

So you haven't touched your lunch?

Nervous? No.

Got it?

Yeah.

This is a great place.

Jeez, me kind of hungry.

You come here a lot?

You know, it's good.

I like it.

Yes. No parents allowed, though, right?

Right. Well, my mom's just healthy.

She's given to exercise.

That's nice.

Well, yeah. Want to hang around here all
day?

I don't know.

Let's get out of here.

Yeah.

Gun! Police!

Freeze! You're under arrest!

For what?

Entitlement of a minor attempted sexual
assault of a minor. Dave! Dave! God damn

it! Where is it, huh? Where is it? Where
is it?

What?

All right, stop, folks. Clear.

Freedom is right.

You ain't got nothing on me.

You have the right to remain silent.
Anything you say can and will be...

I thought it was a gun.

I saw him when I was driving home and...
I just... Look, he... He had a bumper

sticker about a gun and then I saw him
reach for something and... So you come

on a bus?

Do you have any idea how dangerous that
is? How out of control?

Mike... She compromised the whole
operation. Well, she's not a cop. You're

right. We should have never started with
her.

Don't say that. Julie, I told you no
mistakes, right? Well, that is a big

Sorry.

It's over now. You're done.

I'll drive, Kristen.

I'll drive her.

Honey, why don't you, uh... Come into
town today. We can have some lunch.

I'll get it.

Julie? What do you want, Jerry?

I stopped, all right? You can be happy.
You won.

Is your mother home?

Yeah. Mom?

I wanted you to be safe. I was safe.

And what I was doing was important.

There's someone at the door for you.

I'm coming.

Are you Julie Posey?

Yeah. You can serve.

Mrs. Posey, how and when were you first
in contact with the defendant, Darren

Parsons?

I was online on the night of June 14th
in a chat room called Daddy's Girl when

got a message from someone using the
screen name Texas Top Dog.

That's D -A -W -G.

So he contacted you at 10 .17 p .m.
according to the logs of your online

session? Objection, Your Honor. There is
no proof that the so -called logbook is

a valid transcript of anything that
supposedly could easily have edited or

concocted her purported chat session.
Oh, and took the time to fabricate 22

hours worth of online conversation. I
believe she altered the records to

implicate my client.

Overruled. Miss Richardson, you'll have
your chance.

Thank you, Your Honor.

Mrs. Posey, during these online chat
sessions, you posed as an underage

Is that correct?

Yes, a 14 -year -old girl I called
Sherry. And why would Mr. Parsons

that you were 14?

I told him so many times, and I would
try to write in a way that a teenage

might. I'd misspell words and
grammatical errors, that kind of thing.

And what sort of things would you talk
about?

My school, my family, and he would talk
about...

his horse's gifts that he would like to
buy me, and he always ended by

describing his sexual fantasies.

And did you participate in those
discussions?

No, I was always vague, never sexual.

I might respond something like cool or
wow or that sounds interesting.

And if you'd ask a more direct question,
like do you sleep with older men?

I believe that he did ask me that, and
as I recall, my answer was...

I have had my heart broken before.

He could read anything he wanted into
that.

Mrs. Posey, you posed as a 14 -year -old
girl online. Would it be fair then to

say you tricked Mr. Parsons?

Yes. You tricked him. You tempted him
into a trap.

No, he set the trap himself.

Yes, but you made sure that he got
there, didn't you?

even if it meant changing your answers
in your so -called logbook. No, I never

changed anything.

Oh, and we're supposed to take the word
of a reckless, vindictive vigilante.

Objection, Your Honor.

Your Honor, I believe that Mrs. Posey
has a personal vendetta, that she

innocent fantasizers like my client. I
believe that she manipulates and invents

evidence against those she perceives are
a threat to a young girl.

Overruled. Let's hope you can back that
up.

Yes, Your Honor.

Mrs. Posey.

Who is Thomas Ratner?

Thomas Ratner?

Witness will answer the question.

He lived in my neighborhood when I was a
child.

He was a neighbor of yours, that's true.
Now, will you please tell the court

what Thomas Ratner did to you from the
time you were 11 years old?

You can have anything you want, pretty
girl.

Mrs. Posey?

Mrs. Posey?

He molested me.

I'm sorry, I can't hear you.

He molested me.

In fact, Thomas Ratner was convicted of
sexually assaulting you on many

occasions over a period of years.
Objection, Your Honor, this is

I will show the relevance.

Overruled.

Mrs. Posey, you don't want other young
girls to be sexually abused like you

were, do you?

Of course I don't.

So you surf the Internet chat rooms, you
target unsuspecting men? No, that's not

true. You are so traumatized by what
happened to you, you will do whatever it

takes to feel in control.

Objection, Your Honor! Is that not true?

Mrs. Posey's motivation for her online
crusade is irrelevant.

What does matter here is whether the
chat log entered as evidence is genuine.

I believe it is.

Which brings the second question.

Does Mrs. Posey's interaction with the
defendant constitute entrapment?

Though she walked a fine line, I believe
it does not.

The evidence against Mr. Parsons will be
admissible at trial.

Court adjourned.

Hey.

Julie. I was in another state. I was a
minor.

Why didn't you tell me?

Because... I never talk about it. I
didn't think it would come up.

They used it, Julie.

To paint you as a vengeful hysteric.

We got him. We can still keep busting
these guys. No, we can't.

We got away with it this time.

Look, I'm sorry about what happened to
you, but these convictions are hard

enough to get without your past
interfering.

Sorry.

We can't work together anymore.

Hey. How'd it go?

They found out.

Came up and tested me.

I had to say it in front of everybody.

I'm sorry, sweetheart.

I'm so sorry.

Hey, Mom.

How'd it go?

He owned a little hobby shop, and I
liked to stop there on my way home from

school.

He had lots of neat stuff, jars full of
sparkly glass beads and

perfumed candles and little treasure
chests that you could paint.

And he was very nice to me.

He told me that I was pretty and smart
and interesting.

And at first, I really didn't understand
what was happening.

He told me that what we had was special
and that I should keep it a secret.

And so I did.

Because I thought that he loved me.

And somewhere I knew that...

In my heart, it was really wrong.

Anyway, he stopped being interested in
me when I was about 13.

But, of course, there were other girls,
and the parents found

out.

Is he still in prison?

No, no, no. He's been out a long time
now.

But he's out there somewhere, probably
on the Internet.

So you see, that's why if I've been too
hard on you

or if I've held you too closely,

it's only because it's really the one
thing I just

couldn't bear.

Oh, Mission Vista Real Estate.

No, I'm sorry. That property's sold.

Could I?

Oh. All right. Well, call again. Thank
you so much.

Hello. I'm sorry to have you hold.

No, he's not. Can I give you his
voicemail?

All right. Hang on. Here you go.

Hello.

Shoot.

How are you doing?

My head's about to explode.

Everything you need to know.

You can study it on your break. And
you're doing great.

Okay?

Hello?

Mission Vista Realty, yes?

Today in Bridgeport, Connecticut, the
body of 13 -year -old Sharon Hansen was

discovered in a local motel room.

Police have already arrested and charged
38 -year -old Carpenter Scott Hempsey

in the young girl's murder after
discovering rude e -mail correspondence

him on her home computer.

The two had allegedly met in an Internet
chat room, though a spokesman for the

girl's family say they were not aware
she'd been communicating with anyone

online. We'll have more on this story
after the break.

Julie? Come with me. What?

Mike's wrong.

You can't stop now.

There's kids out there that need you,
honey.

Honey, you can fight back now like you
couldn't when you were a little girl.

This is your job.

Honey, this is your job.

We've been chatting for about three
weeks. His name is Marshall Schultz.

52 -year -old pilot from Chicago.

He wants to fly and spend the weekend
with me.

I don't want to get caught in another
situation, Julie.

Look, I know I should have told you what
happened to me before. I realize that

now, and I'm sorry.

But what we were doing was a good thing.
It was working.

You're still going to say you doctored
these chat logs.

I saved every chat exactly as it
happened.

Exactly. And there has to be some way to
prove that.

Some new technology.

If I could find it in my back end, you
don't really have an alternative, you

know. You have no time. You have no
money. You have no men to put on this.

What you've got is me.

Oh, look at that.

Look at that. Where do you want it?

Over here. I'm clearing. I'm clearing.
Right in there.

There you go.

Look at our new monitor.

Oh, well.

Oh, thank you.

Police took the 52 -year -old pilot into
custody outside the terminal on

Wednesday morning.

You busted a pilot? A pilot, a soccer
coach, a CEO.

Oh, check this out. Evidence was
provided to police by Julie Posey, a

housewife and cyber crime fighter.

Wow. You're a superhero.

Better sew yourself a cape.

Mm -hmm.

What's that? Oh, it's a new little gizmo
that videotapes all my chat sessions so

I can prove everything I do.

Cool.

Mr. Shockley wants me to read one of my
stories out loud on honors night.

Oh, that's great, honey. I've been
totally sick since he told me.

Well, don't be.

You're a writer.

It's good that you should stand up and
be proud of what you are and what you

have to say.

And besides, I might never get to hear
one otherwise.

Not necessarily.

Thank you.

You're welcome.

Thank you.

14. Golden, Colorado.

You?

Boulder.

Come here. Come here. I think it's him.

I think he's online.

Who? Sam.

Sam who?

From Boulder.

How will we know it's him?

Ask him how old he is.

I don't think age matters when two
people make a connection.

That's him.

Make sure that thing is running, okay?

Switch up red light on. It's on, it's
on, it's on.

Okay. Um, I... It's true.

He's all that astrology stuff.

Rio. You?

We're made for each other.

He is so busted.

Astrology speaks.

Posey resident?

Yes. FBI agent Binder and Gerson.

FBI. May we come in?

Uh, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa. What's this
about here exactly?

We have a court order signed by a judge
that sees evidence on a Paul Fletcher

case.

That's my textile CEO.

Julie Posey? Yes.

We're taking your computer.

What? Can they do that? I already gave
all my evidence to the police.

You need to test your hard drive, ma
'am.

Oh, no. Oh, no. Oh, no. Oh, please don't
do that. Please. I was online. I was on

with somebody. Somebody who came after
my own daughter. Please, I need to get

back. Oh, please. Come on. Don't do
that, guys. Give me a break. Hey, just

me 15 minutes.

Laptop.

Hurry.

No, no, he's not there. He's not there.
I don't see him. I don't see him. I'm

going. I'm going. Fine.

Okay. I got it. Yeah. Okay. Screen name.

Go.

Go. Go.

We lost him.

I'm sorry, honey.

The defense wanted to find child porn on
your hard drive to make you look like

some kind of crazed hypocrite.

Yeah, well, anything to get their client
off, I guess. Don't worry. The feds

called me this morning. Hard drive is
clean.

Yeah? So when will I get my computer
back?

Well, I'll talk to Mike, but we'll get
it to you by the end of the day. Good.

Speak of the devil.

Hey!

What happened to you?

Oh, we got married!

Huh?

I got so excited.

that I tripped on the steps of City Hall
and broke my ankle.

She spent her entire wedding night
getting plastered. Oh, honey, it was

funny the first time.

Well, congratulations to both of you.
Thank you so much. I'm happy for you.

You're a lucky man.

Sure am.

Come on, let's get you off your feet.
Okay, I'll see you later.

Sorry I didn't return your phone call.
Oh, forget it. I can see that you were

busy. I only called because...

The FBI came to my house and pulled the
plug on my computer just as I had run

into Sam online.

Who?

Sam. Sam, the magic man. The guy who met
Kristen. And I didn't contact him

first. He contacted me. I know you're
excited, Julie, but you cannot pursue

He went after my daughter.

You go in the chat room, sit and wait.
No entrapment. And what if I don't hear

from him again?

You let him go.

Come and get me.

Go away.

No, I'm not scared.

But you should be.

So, who is this guy?

Sam Bullock.

He's a hot shot architect designing the
new performing arts center in Bowser.

Really? A high class creep.

Well, he's asked me for my picture now.

So send him Cassandra's. And what if he
wants to meet?

Cassandra can't do it.

I mean, I'm pretty sure that who's ever
playing the bait has got to be able to

run. How much longer are you going to be
in that thing?

23 days.

Did you open the file he sent you?

Yeah. And?

Some G -rated stuff and a ton of child
porn.

Is that the file?

Yeah. Uh, we can do this later.

Let me see.

Yeah, all right. Let's do this later.

She must have scanned it and emailed it
to him way back.

We gotta get this guy.

I know, Julie.

I mean, if we don't jump on this right
now, he could lose interest.

We can get another UC. Another
undercover cop who can pass for 14.

Sarah and narcotics?

He's pregnant.

Okay, well... I'll do it.

What? If it's dark, I'll be fine.

Yeah, you could pass in total darkness
in a blizzard, baby.

No, no, I'm serious. I'm short. I'll
wear a hat. He'll never know until it's

late. I am not putting you at risk.

Please let me do this.

She could be right, Mike.

I mean, if you only had to fool him for
a few seconds, this could be the one

chance that we have to get this guy.

Listen to your wife.

Okay, Julie.

Sorry, Ms. Ashley Fox.

Say, Britney Spears.

Shut up and just take the picture.

Okay.

One more.

Yeah, that worked.

Hello?

Hi, ma 'am.

Hi. Did you get my email?

Your picture's kind of fuzzy, Ashley.

Yeah, I know.

Sorry. But you're totally hot, I can
tell.

Honey, dinner's ready.

In a minute, Helen.

Hello?

Sam?

Sorry, Ashley.

Listen, uh, I was thinking, how about I
come to Denver on Friday?

Uh, you want to come to Denver?

For what?

To see you, pretty girl.

Are you my pretty girl?

We could make some more fun. Like, um...

River Station, you know it?

Yeah, I know it.

Uh, yeah, I think I could get down
there.

Great. I'll meet you at the corner of
the tent, closest to the depth.

Okay, uh, and, um, like, how will I know
what you look like?

Well, I'll find you.

I've got your picture, remember?

Jules?

Who's that?

That's why he called me that. He's
really a creep.

Well, not all men are creeps.

So how about 7 .30?

Yeah.

Yeah, I'll be there.

Great.

Bye.

Honey, this is too close.

I want to be close, but I don't want to
be this close. I don't want to make her

nervous. Honey, honey, honey, Kristen is
fine. Back here, back here. I know she

is. I just know how important it is to
her, and I don't want anything to mess

up.

Oh, yeah, this is good. This is better.

Is this thing on?

Would everyone please take your seats?
We're about to begin.

Thank you, Mary. That was a lovely poem.

And now, we read an excerpt from a short
story she's written, Miss Kristen

Posey.

A chance

of

rain.

A thick gray blanket hung over the sky,
but Rebecca Carlson ignored the signs

and left her umbrella at home.

She wasn't always so optimistic.

In fact, just a short time ago, she was
almost cynical.

Last month in my junior high school, my
friend Jenny and I...

Kristen?

Yeah?

I need something to wear for the bus
tonight.

Uh, what do you want to look like?

You?

Okay, let's figure something out.

What do you got?

You

think?

Oh, it's perfect. Take a look.

You scared, Mom?

I just want it to be over.

You're pretty incredible, you know that?

You are too.

All right, everybody, listen up.

I don't want any surprises tonight.

So we are going over the plan one more
time.

I'm going to drop Julie at the river
station. She'll walk to the south corner

the tent.

She'll be wired for sound. We will be
listening and watching, and you keep her

in sight at all times.

She'll be wearing a white top, denim
jacket, and a light -colored cap.

Remember, she's only going to fool this
guy for a few seconds.

Once the suspect approaches and
identifies himself, we move in fast, and

him. If she feels like she's in trouble,
the code phrase is, it's late.

Any questions?

Good. I want a clean, safe bus. That way
everybody will be home in time for

dinner and the game.

Julie, you look great.

Fresh out of junior high.

I don't know what's scarier, that I'm
doing this at all or that I'm doing this

in my daughter's clothes.

I really don't know how you guys do this
all the time.

I mean, I know I don't have to be alone
with him for long, but... Hey, don't

worry. Our guys are gonna be all over
you, okay?

Most of the people that we work with are
professionals.

Oh, thanks. I feel better now. Hey, just
remember, Julie, he's expecting you to

be nervous, okay?

He's going to be nervous.

He's going to be so happy that you've
shown up at all that he's not going to

examine you that closely.

He just wants to pick you up and get the
hell out of there. That's the pattern.

Yeah, well, Mike will be there by then.

Yeah, he's a pro. You can count on it.

You ready?

Like I'll ever be.

You can do it, Julie.

You've come through everything else so
far.

Well, I have good teachers.

Okay, Ashley.

Let's get him.

As soon as you're out, I'll park and
follow.

Now remember, we're listening the whole
time. We've got you completely

surrounded. You get scared, you change
your mind, you come right back here.

If he comes too close to you... I know,
I know. I say it's late.

It's late.

Go to the south part of the tent, close
to the tent.

As soon as he shows up and identifies
himself, it's over.

So, shall I pay you or something, you
know, in case he's, you know, looking?

Good night.

What? No tip?

I'm 14 years old. You think I have that
kind of money?

No. Clearly you've got the attitude,
though.

It's a pleasure being partners with you.

Julie, don't get any ideas.

This is a one -shot deal.

It's a poor choice of words.

Hey, don't be a hero out there, okay?

Looking like this?

DA -25, DA -36, Julie is heading into
the area. You should be seeing her any

minute.

Copy that. Moving into position.

Remember, Guy, we can hear her. She
can't hear us.

Got her in sight.

Right on time.

They wake up there.

So once this whole thing is all over and
Sandra can walk again, I want to throw

you guys a party.

You can't just, uh, hello, you know.

This place is such a madhouse. I have no
idea how this guy is going to find me.

Oh, wait a minute.

There's a guy. I think he might be the
one.

Stay with her.

Copy that.

Caucasian male approaching.

That was a false alarm.

All right, everybody back off.

Don't get too close.

All right, my phone is ringing now.

I'm going to answer that, okay?

Hello? Hey, pretty girl.

Hi, Sam.

Where are you? I'm waiting.

Hello? Sam?

There's no place to be. I can't hear
you.

It's too crowded. I can't park.

That's okay. I'll wait.

Good girl.

Why don't you meet me at the... Oh,
sorry.

You there, Ashley? Sorry. Some guy on
wheels just bumped me.

That is. I can meet you there.

DA -25, I lost her voice.

He wants to hit the playground.

Isn't that just perfect?

I'm glad you guys have got my back.

I can't hear her. The signal's cut out.

Hang on, Mike.

Behind a bunch of kids.

Talk to me. Talk to me.

Damn it.

Move in. Move in.

We lost her.

Don't say that.

She's not here, Mike.

All right, spread out. Spread out.

I hope you guys are clothed.

This place is really giving me the
creeps.

Hello? Sam?

Sam?

Hey.

Hey?

Don't be scared.

Julie, don't be scared.

I'm glad to see you.

I feel like I know you.

I feel like I know you, too.

Our first date.

You look older than 14.

You seem older, too.

Oh, no, no, no, no. You're perfect.

Let me get a good look at you.

Come on, Ashley. We're friends. There's
no reason to be nervous.

There's no reason to be nervous.

I've been dreaming about you, baby.

It's late.

Then why don't we get out of here?

It's really late.

Please stop!

Please! It's really late. Please freeze!
You're under arrest!

For what?

Enticement of a minor, attempted sexual
assault of a minor.

I was just talking to her. Yeah, I know.
You've been talking to her for a month

on the internet. We know all about you.

You're a cop?

I'm just a housewife.

Busted your ass from her living room.

You have the right to remain silent.
Anything you say, Ken, will be used

you.

I told you we had you covered.

Oh, where the heck have you been?

You okay?

Yeah.

Sorry, we lost you there for a second.

Late, little one.

No. Time to put your book away.

Oh, I love that book.

Yeah, it's really good.

Come here.

I love you, Mom.

I love you, too.

Every hour, thousands of pedophiles log
on to the Internet.

and slip into our homes, invisible and
anonymous, to seduce our children.

Fortunately, they don't always reach a
child.

Sometimes they reach me.

As a young girl, I was molested.

Innocent and ashamed.

I could understand but little of how
that event would rob me of my childhood

strip me of any sense of power for many
years to come.

Today, I have taken it back.