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What's his name?

What?

I said what's his name?

Chad.

Fuckin' Chad's man.

They'll do it.

Every time.

You know what?

Fuck Chad.

That's right.

Fuck Chad.

Fuck... Woo!

Kyla.

Kyla.

Drop the right hand.

You dropped the right hand.

Don't drop that right.

Let's go.

Let me hurt yo.

I got power lines.

You got to get ready.

Let's go.

Okay.

Four, three, two, one...

Alright.

Oh, my God.

Wait a second.

Way to work, way to work.

Ah, you killed me today.

Oh my God.

Always stay ready.

I see the student has become the master.

Yes, the student has.

Happy anniversary, babe.

Happy anniversary.

The boundary overlaps the area that Mr. Walker is currently building.

That's Restoration Project.

The deed to Mr. Buford's property, signed by his father in January 1968,

notes the approximate acreage, but the boundaries are vague.

There isn't any reference in the document to the canal.

Now, Mr. Walker is willing to drop the countersuit, provided that Mr.

Buford make a public apology, as well as covering all of his legal expenses.

Check or a credit card is fine.

Very good.

I'll have my assistant draft up the final paperwork for us to sign.

Bye, Nick.

You did it.

It's over.

Yes, we did.

Wow.

You know, he thought he had you, too.

He thought he had you on the ropes.

He didn't even see it coming.

He doesn't know who he's messing with.

He does not know.

All right.

So, now that that's all behind us, when can I get my own private tour?

A tour?

Hell, after that, I'll give you some acres on the water.

Oh, yes.

Yeah, well, thank you.

Oh, you're welcome, Jerry.

Okay, there's clicking some more stuff.

There it is.

Okay.

Hi, Mom.

Uh... Ooh, something smells good.

Uh, you're early.

Happy anniversary.

Happy anniversary.

Aw, thank you.

Hey.

The lunatics are running the asylum.

Hi, sweetheart.

Oh, I see.

Yeah.

What you guys making?

She's mainly cooking.

I'm just helping.

Okay.

Show her the gift I have.

You mean the gift that I was gonna hopefully give her after dinner?

Oh.

Seriously?

Come on, come on, come on.

I love gifts.

Sorry.

Come on.

Yeah, yeah, yeah.

No secrets safe in this house.

See, there are not.

Happy anniversary, baby.

Aw, thank you, honey.

Open it.

Let's see.

Fourth year is silk.

That's so pretty.

I love it.

Thank you.

I'm glad you like it.

Mwah.

Try it on.

I am.

There it goes.

Looking good.

Thank you.

Mm-hmm.

Silky smooth.

And I know you helped him pick it out.

I did.

Thank you, honey.

Sorry, Dad.

It's the truth.

I know who has a style in the family.

Police now suspect foul play in the disappearance of Veronica Sanders.

The 21-year-old college student was last seen leaving

this Coachella bar with an unidentified woman.

Right now, Sanders' friends are desperate for answers.

Hey, babe.

Hey.

Oh, you startled me.

It's all right.

It's okay.

Is he working late?

Yeah.

I got a lot of research to do.

Okay, babe.

I'll see you in the bedroom.

All right.

See you in a little bit.

And say she had just been going through a bad breakup.

Police are asking anyone with information on her whereabouts

to give them a call or call Valley Crime Stoppers.

Dad, you need to leave.

Oh, that was great.

Come on, baby.

I'll be right with you.

Okay.

Hey, please.

I got a fucking splenic headache.

Ugh.

Come on.

I'm at work.

Are they gonna just show up?

Just... make me a coffee.

I think you need to go.

No.

I'm not fucking leaving, okay?

We need to work this out.

It's over.

It's not over.

Yes, it is.

It's not fucking over unless I say it's over.

All right?

Don't give me your shit.

I got way too much fucking invested in you.

She's busy.

Why don't you fucking come back another day and mind your business?

I'm ordering a coffee.

I'm not going anywhere.

Yeah, well, mind your business and stop looking at her.

Babe, come on.

Just fucking talk to me.

Just go.

No, I'm not gonna go.

Stop fucking looking at her and mind your business.

Why don't you just calm down?

Hey, babe.

You know what?

How about now?

Huh?

You listening to me now?

Huh?

Get the fuck back.

Step back.

She ain't fucking leaving me.

Don't fucking move.

It all happened so fast.

He was gonna do it.

I know he was gonna do it.

Okay.

Hang tight for a minute.

I'll be right back with you.

Um, it really wasn't anything more than muscle memory.

I'm one of the best teachers.

You feeling okay, though?

Yeah.

Surprisingly, I'm good.

I saw the surveillance footage.

Surveillance footage?

This place has a circuit?

Yeah.

I stole it a couple of months back.

Good timing, I guess.

Not as good as ours.

This was a dangerous guy.

Had a lot of priors.

Assault and battery.

History of domestic violence.

Did time.

He would've killed that girl.

Um, how much longer do you guys need me?

Is it okay?

I'm good.

If you are.

We'll call you if we need you.

Okay?

Go get some rest.

Thank you.

What do you think, Frank?

I'm good.

Oh, there you are.

What is it?

The circus is in town.

What now?

Theresa just sent me your video, and some new show was running it,

and it has a million hits already.

From my video?

It's your video.

Um...

What?

Oh, babe.

I'm gonna go call my friend back.

My stepmom is famous.

Make sure you're rolling.

Check my audio.

Okay.

I'm testing one, two, one, three.

Here they come.

Here they come.

Here they come.

Hi, I just want to ask you a couple quick questions.

What did you think of that?

I'm really, really quick.

I have to get to work.

What do you think of that video going viral?

She's got to get to work.

I don't know about it.

Did you know that he had a history of violence?

That you were afraid?

For your safety?

Do you have anything?

Everybody's seen this video.

They just want to know how you feel.

Can you give us something?

Anything?

I feel fine.

I'm sorry.

Can you back up a second?

Could you just, at some point, please talk to us.

We just want... Maybe I can get a sit-down interview.

How do you see your wife in that video?

What can I say?

My wife's a badass.

Yeah, but...

Zara, do you have a moment?

No, I'm sorry, I don't have time.

We just have one question for you, Zara.

Yeah, I have to pick a word, sorry.

How does it feel to have the whole world watching?

Great.

Zara, one more question.

Just one more.

I can't.

All right, okay, Patricia, I gotta go.

Hello, Tanya.

Hello.

Are you really my boss?

Are you actually a secret CIA plan?

Damn.

My covers went black.

Um, so the phones have been ringing all morning.

I'm not just press.

Prospective clients.

Really?

Detective Frank Schmidt called.

He said that he thinks someone from his department might have leaked the video of

the holdup, but he's investigating, so... Okay.

Free publicity.

Yeah, just not the type of publicity I wanted.

Thank you.

Where's my baby?

Where's daddy's baby?

Hey, come up.

Come see daddy.

Come see daddy.

Come up see daddy.

Have my baby, all right?

Have my baby gorilla.

Have daddy's baby.

Oh, I love you guys.

You guys make me so happy.

You good?

All right.

You need anything?

You just get up in the morning, after you have your coffee or whatever the

fuck you do, you take the dog, you put on its leash, and you take it out for a walk.

And when she sees you every day with that leash, she's gonna just run toward you,

because they love going out.

I'll tell you something, like, uh...

some time ago, I was, uh...

I was taking some of the kids for a walk around the block in the evening.

Yeah, walking the dog like normal, about 20 meters away.

There's this fucking broad.

She was built like a brick shithouse, knocked out.

And she had a little schnauzer where they were making small talk.

Ten minutes later, she's in the kitchen, in my

kitchen, on her knees, sucking my cock, okay?

Let me tell you something, this broad, she can suck the chrome off a bumper hitch.

So you never know, hey, little dogs bring you luck.

Okay.

I'm gonna go check on the merchandise.

Here we go.

One for me, one for you.

One for me, one for you, okay?

Oh, I love you.

Daddy wants to know how his girls are doing.

Yes, yes, uh, we're gonna need another admin,

part-time to start, but that is likely to change.

Absolutely.

Mm-hmm.

Yes, one second, can I put you on hold?

Hi, can I help you?

Yeah, I'm looking for Zara.

Okay, do you have an appointment?

No.

All right, well, why don't we make...

Tanya, I'm gonna need those files I asked for.

Okay.

Holy shit.

It is you.

Okay, hold on, miss.

We're gonna need to... Tanya, it's okay.

Don't you remember me?

Remember you from where?

I'm Nancy.

No, I'm not actually placing your face.

Jack's place?

You know, I think you might have me confused with someone else.

Definitely.

Definitely not.

Zara, do you want me to... No, it's okay.

I don't know anyone named Jack, and I don't believe I ever have.

Bullshit.

Excuse me?

You know who I am.

No, I don't.

What, are you gonna make an appointment around this place?

Maybe it's best if you just leave.

Okay, can we...

Have a good day, everybody.

Zara, I'm so sorry.

She just barged in here.

It's okay, Tanya.

It's... It's totally okay.

Sorry about that.

Okay, okay.

Spill it, you two.

Well, inquiring minds wanna know if you're gonna

make an appearance at the dojo sometime soon?

Guys, work has been nuts.

Okay.

Well, most of my squad would like to take Dad's class because they saw your video.

They would love to meet you.

Hear that?

A cadre of young women would like to take your class.

Well, that does sound nice.

Do they wanna meet or do they wanna train?

Mmm, a little bit of both.

FOMO, you know?

FOMO?

Fear of missing out, old man.

Let me just see how the rest of the week goes, okay?

Cool.

May I be excused, though, because I have some chem homework.

Chem homework?

Mm-hmm.

So you're not gonna get on the phone and talk to your friends?

You barely ate.

I know.

I'm kind of on a diet, you know?

Ugh, teenagers.

I swear.

Mmm.

You know, I might have to split up the classes at the dojo anyways.

I'm kind of running out of room.

Oh, babe.

Why don't you just start your own dojo already?

For real, Dad?

Mind your business.

No FOMO.

Audrey and I both know that's the only type of teaching that you're passionate about.

No, no, no.

That's not true.

I still love them both.

Okay.

Well, why is it that when we first met, you barely drank?

Now you need at least two beers.

That's a great homework.

Babe, it's high school.

These kids are depressing.

With all the crappy language and the five phones I have to confiscate every class,

I mean... But, hey, they're not all lost causes.

Okay.

Well, that may be true, but I just don't want my husband to become one.

Okay.

Thank you.

Okay.

Can I get a promise off of that?

Absolutely.

Okay.

Hold me to that.

No lost causes in this house.

Tonight's big story comes out of Sixth Street Coffee when Sarah Rollins,

a local attorney, became a hero, saving a barista from a gun-wielding

attacker with some quick thinking and martial arts.

Our very own Angela Chin has more on the story.

Patrick, Sarah Rollins was just grabbing her morning cup of joe at her favorite

coffee shop when she was thrown into a disturbing situation.

About 4,000 women each year die from domestic violence.

Sarah Rollins, what she saw could have been another addition

to that horrific statistic she cited to take action.

The attacker, whose identity is being withheld, was recently paroled in the

history of domestic violence and aggravated assault.

We'll have more on this breaking story as details emerge now.

Dwayne!

Take care of this.

Dwayne, talk to me.

Boss wants you to handle a thing.

Is that right?

Well, send me the cash and I'll handle anything he wants.

Cool.

Text me your shit.

It's good it's done, mate.

Hey, listen to this one.

It's personal, so get it done quick.

What, is it getting sentimental now?

These fucking guys.

Okay, baby.

We are out.

Alrighty.

You guys have a good day.

Audrey!

Molasses!

Hey, I promise I'll be in class this week, okay?

See, grappling really does work.

Oh, grappling had nothing to do with it, I assure you.

Messy, messy family.

Where is she?

Ah!

Ah!

Ah!

Ah!

Ah!

You still have that bag?

I gave it to forensics.

And there was no phone in there?

No, nothing.

Maybe we can ID the guy off the doorbell camera.

Seems like a pretty standard hole invasion to me.

Would you like me to send a car for your daughter?

Uh, thanks, but she's gonna be staying at a friend's house tonight.

Your attacker had a phony driver's license.

The gas company had no record of him or the man in the doorbell video.

We'll ID him soon enough.

We're looking for motive.

You sure you never met him before?

I have no idea who he is.

But is there a disgruntled client or colleague that he may have sent?

Look, I've had some sore losers, but nothing on this level.

Jewelry in the house, anything of value?

I've already went over this.

There's nothing in this house that would warrant an attack like that.

I mean, come on, we all know this is a small town.

Maybe he's connected to that guy at the coffee shop.

Wasn't him.

This guy's a professional.

Maybe you should tell him about that woman at your office last week.

What woman?

Some woman came out my office last week claiming to know me.

What'd she look like?

Mid-thirties, brown hair, petite.

You ever see her before?

Never.

You want us to place a squad car outside for you.

We'd appreciate that.

We'll be in touch.

If you need to get a hold of us, just give us a call.

Well, maybe we can try to keep this one out of the press.

Please.

I need a shower.

He's a long way from home.

Most of it background priors, all that kind of stuff.

I have to look him up.

Big city sex traffickers.

I know this bastard.

About ten years ago when I was working downtown, I get a call.

Multiple homicide.

Deserted hotel.

I go in there, there's three dead girls.

Could be any older than sixteen.

That still doesn't explain why Zara was the target.

What do you know about the Rowlands?

I don't know.

Brian's a pretty stand up guy.

School teacher, coach.

His wife's had law practice for the past five years.

Been married to Brian for a few years now.

I mean, the poor guy.

His ex-wife dies of cancer.

And now he's got this shit to deal with.

And that's it?

That's all I got, Frank.

We're gonna need a lot more than that.

Uh, okay.

So, my concerns are the same as the phone companies in that it's raw.

I can do it.

But, you know... Look, I just need access to some emails.

I can't settle this will without it.

Has the family signed off on the will?

Zane, come on.

This isn't some national security matter.

Get your feet off my desk.

Thank you.

So, that's a no on the family sign off.

Okay, well this is illegal, and that's gonna cost more money.

And I can wrap my head around that, doing this.

See where I'm going?

Yeah?

Look, you have my word.

Let's just get it done.

Please.

And your word is good.

Your word is good.

Sorry, your kicks.

I saw you on the internet.

Your kicks.

Yeah, you and everybody else.

So, deal.

Deal.

Thank you.

Hey.

Are you still gonna pretend like you don't know me, huh?

Kim?

What are you talking about?

My name isn't Kim, it's Zara.

I saw what they did to you.

We were both there.

You really need to leave.

You're so full of shit.

I'm starting to believe it.

You know what?

I don't have time for this.

Your husband and stepdaughter don't have a clue.

Mention my husband or stepdaughter again, and I swear

to God it'll be the last thing that you ever say.

There's the Kim I know.

Leave me the fuck alone.

I'll see you around.

And so, this next student has proven herself a little

bit more than effective lately in self defense.

As you know.

So, to demonstrate combination striking, I'd

like to call up who you all came to see anyway.

Mrs. Zara Roberts.

Zara.

Zara.

What's up?

What's up?

What's up?

All right.

Ready?

Ready.

Yoy!

Ajime!

Joe at her favorite coffee shop when she was thrown into a disturbing situation.

About 4,000 women each year die from domestic violence.

And Sarah Rollins, when she saw what could have been another addition to that

horrific statistic, she decided to take action.

And another

addition to that horrific statistic, she decided to take action.

Babe.

Forgive me?

I don't know.

I thought you were happy.

I don't want to be happy.

Did you talk to Audrey?

Yeah, I did.

What did you tell her?

I apologized and I told her there was

absolutely no excuse for what happened today.

I know we talked about you being a little emotionally closed at times.

I promised that I was going to be patient and you

didn't have to share everything with me at one time.

But babe, we gotta do a little better than that.

I mean, what I saw today, that... that person... Babe, I know.

I know.

You have every right to be upset with me.

I can't even tell you how sorry I am.

Babe, really... I'm sorry too.

I mean, I never should have put you in that position.

You could be going through some serious PTSD.

I mean, with what happened at the coffee shop and the home invasion and...

you having to deal with the first time you ever took a human life.

I just need you to know how sorry I am.

And I will never take anything out on you ever again.

You and Audrey are the most precious people in my life.

I don't ever want to lose you.

Baby, you will never lose me.

Promise?

Oh yeah.

I promise.

You're not mad at me for beating you up?

No.

You want me to prove it to you?

Yes.

You think I can do that?

I think you can too.

I can't believe you have all this now.

Tell me.

So I'm just going to have you sign a few papers and this is all yours, Jerry.

Yeah.

That's it, huh?

Yeah.

Finally.

I'm really happy for you.

Yeah, I can see that.

How are you holding up, kid?

Heard about the break in at your house.

What gossipy person told you that?

This town?

I heard five minutes after it happened.

Not surprised.

I got some stuff for you to sign.

All right.

All right.

So here and here and there.

Okay.

Ever tell you how Granddad got this land?

No, you never told me.

You know, he wasn't always a rancher.

He was from Chicago.

And he'd set up a couple of general stores on the south side after World War I.

Anyway, one of Capone's guys came in to shake him down.

And that did not end well.

For the hoodlum.

And Capone, needless to say, was none too

happy to have one of his Ginzo's head caved in.

Especially by an Irishman.

So he threw a dart at a map and ended up here.

Said he never looked back.

There's a difference between running and looking

over your shoulder and making it your choice.

The past is the past.

It'll bite you in the ass.

Yeah.

I'm here for you, kid.

I owe you.

You know that.

I know that, Jerry.

Alright.

I appreciate you.

Alright.

Thank you.

Thanks for watching.

Subscribe for more videos.

Bye.

Bye.

Bye.

Bye.

What the fuck, Frank?

What, did you sleep here last night?

You look like shit.

I'm in the middle of a divorce.

I'd rather sleep here than look at her fucking face.

Wait, hold up a second.

I need for you to see something.

Pull up that file, please.

Check this out.

DMV filed one prior renewal about three years ago.

You run a check on it?

Claimed.

But they filed a police report about 15 years ago.

Where?

The system denied me full access to the statement.

But Detective Anthony DeMarco... Anthony DeMarco?

Yeah, you know him?

Yeah, I know him.

And?

DeMarco!

Detective Frank Schmidt.

Long time.

How are you?

I'm good.

You want drinks?

No, I'm good.

I need a favor.

Come on, let's just talk about baseball and hot dogs, how about that?

Take a look at this.

Cineros.

Got a problem with him?

Yeah, I recognize a couple of these fucking animals.

So what?

I need information.

Come on, about what?

You were on this.

You don't remember?

I don't remember much of anything.

Fourteen years ago, rape victim Kimberly Johnson...

Took a lot of statements.

You don't remember?

I don't remember anything.

No.

Who's Patrick?

He doesn't want to talk to you guys.

What?

Fuck that.

We're not talking to you.

You're a fucking piss-on.

I want you to talk to your...

What the fuck?

What the fuck did you just do?

It's my fucking partner.

It's a fucking cop.

You give a shit about that guy?

I don't... What the fuck?

What do we do?

We fucking just leave him here?

Ask him.

Let's go.

Fuck.

He's a fucking asshole, but you don't have to shoot him.

Well, no.

He's a dead asshole.

He didn't take care of business.

I can't have fucking sheriffs showing up when I got 20 girls in here.

I don't know, man.

I don't know.

I didn't sign up for this shit.

This is too much.

Well, you're doing it.

Fuck me.

You know what?

I could have turned you in so many times, and I kept my fucking mouth shut.

You'd be sitting in jail right now.

Hey!

Come over here.

Come over here.

I work in the precinct one night.

This girl.

I don't know.

A kid.

19, 20 maybe.

She's... she's all bloody.

Clothes are ripped, tattered.

I took her to the emergency room.

But she came to.

I wasn't able to talk.

She told us...

she was held as a sex slave.

Is there any way you could access that file or any records?

Did you keep any records?

Anything?

I mean... It disappeared.

You understand me?

It disappeared.

Hey.

What does Kimberly Johnson have to do with this piece of shit?

She gets snaros.

Two days ago, Cicernos was killed in Kimberly Johnson's house.

Hey, sweetie.

Hi, Dad.

How was your day?

It was okay.

How was your day?

Good.

Seat belts?

Good.

Okay.

You don't need a pass-through anymore.

It just opens right up.

Okay?

I owe you one.

Yep.

You do.

And I never helped you.

Okay, sweetie.

As you know, your mother's been kind of going through it with all the, uh...

activity recently, so... Yeah.

You gotta be a little sensitive.

Yeah.

I love Zara.

I mean, I feel really bad that she's just going through... Mm-hmm.

...all of these things.

You know, it might be a little helpful if you think about it.

I know you've got your issues a little bit about this, but...

Maybe if you could consider calling her mom sometimes.

Just, just, just ease into it a little bit.

Just... How about a... How about a... Mom?

How about a...

A mother?

Just a little something.

Just...

Eventually, you know... Eventually... Yes.

Maybe a step... Mom?

Stepmother.

Stepmother.

Stepmother sounds evil.

I... It just sounds evil.

It is my stepmom.

Thank you.

Tanya?

Tanya?

Oh, you must be Mr. Grey.

An old friend of ours, Patrick, wants to see you.

Look.

I don't know who the fuck Patrick is.

Yeah, you do.

You know exactly who he is.

Maybe if I start calling her mom, then I could go...

That would be good if we, uh...

Oh, geez!

No.

Get the fuck out!

Alright sweetie,

I'm gonna need you to run out of the car.

I want you to run for this tree line up ahead, okay?

You ready?

Get the fuck out!

Don't fucking move!

Okay, so I wanna get this straight.

Walk me through it again, please.

Okay, for the third time, they drive us off the road, okay?

Audrey gets out, they grab her, and they hit me.

I wake up and I drive myself here.

Now look, I wanna know where my daughter is.

Okay.

Thanks.

Anything yet?

I got an APB and an Amber alert out.

God, what if they took her out of state?

We've notified everyone in the area.

How's Tanya?

She's okay.

Is this you?

You've been attacked three times in one week.

Now I know DeMarco wasn't taking you seriously, but I can't...

Look, I had scars and burns and bruises all over my body.

I was barely able to walk.

Dehydrated, undernourished, and enough dope

in my system, I'm surprised I even survived.

And yet they still didn't take me seriously.

I'm taking you seriously.

And my main concern right now is getting her back.

So what you're telling me is you don't have shit?

I understand you're upset.

You don't understand shit.

It's not your daughter's.

Right, right, right.

I'm gonna go get Audrey.

Baby, you need to be back in bed, okay?

Babe, I'm going.

Okay?

Look, I think the men that took her are part of a sex trafficking operation.

Sex trafficking?

Here?

Here and throughout the country.

But why Audrey?

I don't know.

When will you know?

You were her favorite coffee shopper when she was thrown into a disturbing situation.

About 4,000 women each year die from domestic violence.

Sarah Rollins, what she saw could have been another addition to that.

That's daddy's girl.

Look at that.

All this just doesn't add up.

Audrey, the attack at our home, the attack at your office, then this

strange woman just shows up out of nowhere.

You...

Sarah.

Sarah.

There's something you're not telling me.

All right, that's it.

Pull over.

Pull over, right now.

Okay, enough.

Who's got my daughter?

His name is Jack Devlin.

Patrick.

You fucking know the guy.

You know his name?

Zara!

You fucking know the guy?

That's all I know, Brian.

That's enough!

You know the guy who's got my goddamn daughter?

Is it?

Goddamn it!

Fuck!

I mean, really?

Who the fuck are you?

Jesus Christ!

Jesus Christ!

Sarah, what do you have to say for yourself?

Huh?

I had just graduated high school.

I met this college guy, and we ended up talking for hours.

He was different than anybody I'd ever met.

Sophisticated, charming, so when he asked me to

go for a ride, I didn't think twice about it.

What the fuck?

What does that got to do with anything?

Brian, please, listen to me.

I woke up in the back of a van with two other girls.

One was only 13.

A few weeks later, they sold her.

And they kept me and the other girl around.

Sold her?

Yeah.

If a girl was a virgin or her novelty had wore off with the local johns,

they traded her or de-strolled her like they called it.

Usually somewhere overseas.

Fuck.

And this Jack guy was behind it?

Yeah.

Or Patrick whatever the fuck?

Yes.

Babe, how long were you there?

Six months.

How'd you get out?

I

thought I killed that son of a bitch.

But when I came back with the cops, the place was scrubbed clean and he was gone.

The cops thought I was fucking crazy.

I had no other choice but to run.

So, what you told me about your parents?

My mom did die of cancer.

My dad, he didn't die of a heart attack.

I found out later that he was out searching for me one night.

And fell asleep behind the wheel of the car.

Brian, I have to live with that for the rest of my life.

But what about it?

You were lying to us for the past seven fucking years.

What if I had told you?

What would you have done?

You would have left.

You and I both know that.

That just goes to show how much you don't fucking know me.

There were times when I wanted to die.

Times I never wanted to wake up from that nightmare.

But babe, you came along and you changed everything.

You gave me a reason to... It's alright.

Just take me home.

Hey, it's Kim.

I'll send you my address.

Okay, I'll see you soon.

Okay.

Going somewhere?

I just have to run to my office.

I left somewhere.

I see.

Need an escort?

I can radio in.

No, no, I'm good.

Just wanna take me about 10-15 minutes.

Good luck.

Thank you.

Have a good night.

You too.

Come in.

Come in.

I knew you'd come around.

Want a drink?

You vape?

No, I'm good.

Look, Nancy.

I owe you an apology.

No, forget it.

You saved us, remember?

Threw us the keys.

I remember.

Which is exactly why I shouldn't have treated you the way I did.

Zara, if I can let it go, you can let it go, okay?

I just wanna be friends.

Can we be friends, pretty, pretty please?

Nancy!

Nancy!

Alright.

Alright.

Try to be a friend.

I came here for a reason.

Jack is still alive.

And he has my stepdaughter.

I just...

God, I know who else to turn to.

You called the cops?

I think you and I both know they don't give a shit about us.

I just...

I don't understand.

I thought he was dead.

You were there.

You saw what happened.

Yeah, I saw.

He almost killed him.

But you missed his heart.

Well, look at you, girl.

A mother grown up.

Get down!

Get down!

Sweetheart, just relax.

It's best for everybody if you just lay down.

Well, you've... You've done well for yourself.

Your husband got real lucky.

Fuck you, Patrick.

You know, not a lot of good looking ass like you but, uh...

You got class.

Where the fuck is Audrey?

Well...

Uh... I hope to see you later.

Yeah, Frank, it's me.

Yeah, so Zara took off about 30 minutes ago.

Said she was going to her office.

She said 15 minutes but she hasn't been back.

I don't know.

It's your call.

What do you think we should do?

Find my phone, then.

Where is she?

Who?

Nancy.

Where

the fuck is Audrey?

Hello?

Hello?

Anyone home?

Hello?

Fucking shit, these two.

Let's go.

Hey.

Nancy.

Nancy, you there?

You have our stepdaughter.

She reminds me of someone.

You coming to get her?

You're goddamn right I am.

Our girl for yours.

Put our girl on.

Audrey first, motherfucker.

Say hello, Kim.

Zara!

Go ahead, kid.

Fucking say it.

Fuck you!

Like I said, she reminds me of someone.

Now put our girl on.

Speak, bitch.

You good?

I'm here, Dwayne.

Tell Patrick to fucking come and get me!

Like who we are.

10 o'clock.

Jeff, you too.

Now fuck!

You ready for this?

We don't have a choice.

Let's go get our daughter back.

Hey, boss.

They got Nancy.

Yeah, well, fuck it.

Let's use her as bait.

Don't do nothing until I get down.

All right.

I'm calling it.

Get away from me.

Listen, sweetheart.

I ain't got nothing against you.

It's just, it's business.

Fuck you!

Listen.

Like I said, honey.

It's nothing personal.

Business.

Listen, girl.

There ain't nobody gonna hurt you.

Okay?

You're gonna be all right.

Nobody's gonna fucking touch you.

You got my word.

Get away from me.

Just relax.

Fuck you!

You'll be okay.

All right?

You're telling me you found nothing.

Nothing.

Bullshit.

So...

normally when my services are rendered, I get paid.

This fucking guy.

Look, okay.

Zara, she had me unlock the phone.

She said it was a client of hers.

I unlocked the phone.

There was no contacts, no caller IDs.

It was all numbers.

There was one message.

It just said status.

And you believed her?

At the time, yeah.

Hacking into a phone without a warrant.

That's very...

Yeah, that's what I did.

Thank you for that update.

Get the fuck out of here.

Do I gotta sign anything?

Get out!

Detective Perez?

Go for Perez.

Yeah, Detective Perez.

Forensics pulled the location off the burner phone.

Proceed with caution.

Shit, let's go.

Right on time.

Where is she?

Audrey, baby, it's okay.

Where's our girl?

That wasn't the arrangement.

Let's just say I know your boss better than you think.

RV's side up ahead.

Is she looking?

She's okay.

Okay, now cut her loose.

Get in.

Get in.

We did our part.

All right, all right, let's go.

We did our part.

Isn't this the part where you get the fuck out of here?

You got her.

Jerry?

Jerry?

I

called the cops.

They're on their way.

Okay, okay.

I gotta go.

Where you going?

I gotta end this.

No, no, wait for the cops.

Baby, baby, baby.

Listen, calm down, calm down.

Look at me, look at me, look at me.

Everything's gonna be okay, okay?

All right?

Look at me, look at me, look at me.

I want you to stay quiet, okay?

Do not open this door for anybody but me, Zara, or Jerry.

You got me?

Okay?

All right, everything's gonna be fine.

Stay quiet.

Stay quiet.

All right?

I'll be back for you.

Look at me.

I'll be back for you.

You know that, right?

Okay.

You know I missed you.

I missed you a lot.

God damn, you still got it, baby.

I could sell your ass for a mint tomorrow.

You should have sold me when you had the chance.

Well, you know, what can I say?

I was fond of you.

I wanted you around.

I, uh...

I cleaned up with that fine-looking ass of yours.

You're so fucking done.

You think so?

Oh, I know so.

Zara!

It's over, Patrick.

It's over, Patrick.

The cops are on their way.

You know, baby, you should have belonged to me.

I would have treated you right.

I wanted you, baby.

I really wanted you.

What about me?

Don't I belong to you?

It was supposed to be me and you.

Give me a break.

Dad!

And you!

You're gonna be just fine!

I need you!

I need you!

Will you shut the fuck up for a minute?

You piece of shit!

What the hell are you doing?

Fucking history teacher.

Let's go.

We are over!

We are over!

Nancy, put the fucking gun down!

Nancy, put the fucking gun down!

Hey, baby, do what you gotta do.

You know, shit happens.

You know, shit happens.

Sweetheart, if you're gonna shoot me,

make sure you kill me.

Don't do it!

He's not worth it!

Isn't it ironic?

Veronica Sanders has just been found alive three weeks after she disappeared.

Investigators say they raided this home earlier today

where they uncovered a sex trafficking operation.

And inside this home, four other missing

women were also recovered, one of them dead.

I don't know.

Breaking news right now.

Just down the road, authorities have taped off a gruesome crime scene.

The bodies of multiple alleged sex traffickers were found after a gun battle

against local law enforcement here in our very own town.

Now, new details are still coming out after last week's report that local

attorney-turned-hero Sarah Rollins had some connection to today's events.

Three bodies.

Why don't you tell me what happened?

Well, the bad guys got killed.

Yeah.

So, what happens now, Scrooge?

Take your family home.

Okay, Scrooge?

Yeah.

Okay.

We're so glad to have you back.

Thanks, Mom.