All language subtitles for Gone 1x03 Crystal

So many years, so many memories.

He was very, very beautiful.

And he was a very beautiful baby.

It's sort of like a landmine in the
mind, you know, and you go, wow, I

wonder where they are, I wonder what
they're doing.

I just wanted my mom.

I was angry that the adults in my life
were not solving this for me.

If I had been in my power, I would have
grabbed the aisle and turned it upside

down and shrugged it to try to find
Charlotte and Mark.

I didn't know if we'd ever get results
with this case after 30-plus years.

I couldn't believe that this story could
take a turn and just blow up. I

never saw it coming.

Everything seemed to be going great.

Charlotte seemed to be very happy.

I was sort of working into the position
of being a father and all that good

stuff. I mean, everything was great.

It truly was.

Twenty-six-year-old Mark Barnes lives on
the island of Oahu with his 31-year-old

girlfriend, Charlotte Moriarty, and
their six-month-old son, Mark.

The couple plans to spend the day
working on the house where they've been

living rent-free in exchange for
maintaining the property.

So I had built a deck, and we were
planting birds of paradise on the

corners. Hey, I'm going to go down to
Kapula to pick up the stuff up.

Charlotte said she was going down to the
little store that was three blocks away,

and that she'd be back shortly.

I'll take Mark's with me.

So I said, fine, great, see you soon.

Several hours go by, but Charlotte and
Mark don't come back.

I walked down to the little store, but
they were not there.

Instead, he finds Mark's stroller
abandoned at a bus stop.

I figured she got on a bus, so I took
the stroller and walked home, figuring

she had gone somewhere and waited.

That evening, there's still no sign of
Charlotte and Mark.

Mark wonders if maybe Charlotte took a
bus to see one of her girlfriends on

another part of the island.

She would go and see people and, you
know, sometimes not come back for two or

three days.

She had a baby bag with bottles and
everything in it, so I was not overly

concerned. Charlotte was just sort of
living for the day, which was pretty

much... The way it was in the 70s.

In 1976, Mark is a freelance writer from
California who landed on Oahu after a

tour in Vietnam with the Navy.

I was pretty much living by myself, you
know, and just trying to take care of

odds and ends and write.

One evening I was writing, and Charlotte
arrives with a gentleman.

Hey, man, how you doing? Hi.

They were lost.

Asked for directions.

Right-hand side.

Can't miss it.

And then the next morning, I'm up and...

I was at the front door, but Charlotte.

Hey. She'd evidently lost her gentleman.

She was alone, and she wanted to see the
island.

What are you doing today?

So I volunteered to take her around.

The connection between Mark and
Charlotte is instant.

She was very free-spirited, very smart,
very beautiful.

She had a great sense of humor and very
set in what she wanted to do and when

she wanted to do something, she did it.

Mark and Charlotte were
anti-establishment. I mean, that was

part of their attraction to each other.

They moved in together up the hill from
me, and so they were neighbors and a

happy couple.

They were both kind of nuts, you know,
frivolous and happy.

It was a great combination.

Charlotte tells Mark she was previously
married and has a 7-year-old daughter

who lives with her father in New Mexico.

My mother was a very deep thinker. She
was a searcher, I

think, even before it became a little
bit popular.

She definitely was raised with sort of
an upper-middle-class lifestyle. I think

the expectation for her was that she
would marry well.

And she did.

But she wanted something a little bit
more free, a little bit more bohemian.

My dad tried very hard to make her
happy, and it wasn't enough for her,

and they split up.

So I ended up living with my dad.

My mom was very much in and out of my
life at that point, but I was always

happy to see her.

I remember she picked me up from school
one day, and I'll never forget it. It

was just because I didn't see her.

We went to the woods, and we discovered
a little butterfly larva, and we took it

home, we put it in a jar, and we just
watched it.

over time, and it was incredible.

Now that I'm an adult, looking back, I
can see that that was kind of symbolic

of where she was at that time in her
life.

She was changing. She was transforming
into something else.

In 1976, Charlotte moved to Hawaii.

Soon after meeting Mark Barnes, she
becomes pregnant with their son, Marks.

I was sort of shocked.

I wasn't ready to be a parent, but, you
know, you're never ready for

that sort of thing.

So I embraced it and said, well, you
know, let's do it.

And we did.

I remember that he was pretty stunned
about it. It's a life-changing event.

But he was stoked, as we would say, and
very proud.

We loved that little boy.

We were having a great time and living
the Hawaiian life, and Charlotte seemed

to be very happy, and everything was
just rolling along very smoothly.

For two days, Mark continues to work on
the house and waits for Charlotte and

Mark to come home.

But they never do.

I became a little worried.

So next day, I called the Honolulu
police.

According to Mark, he tells police that
Charlotte is a free spirit who sometimes

takes off for a few days on a whim and
doesn't call.

They said, well, you know, give it a
little time.

So I said, fine.

Then after several days, I called again
and said, my wife is missing with my

child.

They took down a description and
everything, and if I recall, they never

sent anybody to the house.

But after almost three weeks passed,
Charlotte and Mark still haven't

surfaced. At that point, I was really
worried.

You know, several weeks later, hadn't
seen my son, hadn't seen Charlotte.

Don't know what the hell happened.

Around this time, Mark learns that his
good friend, Jim Murray, had spotted

Charlotte with Mark a few days after she
went missing, walking along a busy road.

I was driving to Honolulu, and the kid
was over her shoulder.

Couldn't stop. Everybody's going 50
miles an hour, and I thought it was

really strange.

because it's miles away from anything
else.

But he told me that I was surprised
because I couldn't imagine why she had

gone to Honolulu unless to pick up
something or there was someone there

that I didn't know about.

I just had this feeling like, you know,
what is she up to now?

Went down to the police station to see
what the progress was. And I discovered

that they had no record of any phone
calls I had made reporting her. They had

no record of a missing person.

They had no record at all.

On July the 10th of 1977, Mark Barnes
contacted the police department to

initiate a missing persons case.

for Charlotte and for his son.

At that time, he said the last time that
he had seen her was on June 21st at 9 o

'clock at a residence.

It was mentioned in the report that
Charlotte had taken off prior and

returned prior.

So that was a known factor in regards to
this case.

I don't believe that I said anything
about her psychological state of mind.

I said she was a... You know, a free
spirit and very determined. And, you

know, she did what Charlotte wanted to
do when Charlotte wanted to do it.

I was fairly desperate to have them do
anything, move in any direction as far

as finding her and Mark's. I'm going to
head out to Kapua.

According to Mark, Charlotte seemed
happy on the morning she went missing.

Great, see you soon.

But just after their son was born, her
behavior had alarmed him.

It was a very crazy period of time when
Charlotte came back with a baby from the

hospital. For a week to ten days, she
walked around the house with a blindfold

on so she couldn't see.

I was doing most of the heavy lifting.

I was in charge of the baby.

taking care of the diapers, and
eventually she took off the blindfold.

And she seemed to be a very doting
mother.

Mark assumes Charlotte had suffered from
postpartum depression, and some who know

her would say she is prone to mood
swings.

I do remember that Charlotte had bouts
of going in and out.

She wanted to be alone a lot.

I never noticed anything that was
radically wrong or anything, but she

would go off sometimes all by herself
and, you know, disappear for I don't

know how long.

But this time is the longest Charlotte
has ever stayed away from Mark.

Her daughter Jennifer has a theory about
what may have triggered her

disappearance.

The last time I saw my mom was in San
Jose.

She was four months pregnant.

It was wonderful for me to see her. I
didn't want her to go.

I remember she put her hand on her
belly, and she put my hand on her belly,

and, you know, it was powerful.

I'll never forget that.

She said that she would come back at
Thanksgiving.

And then we took her to the bus stop.

That was it.

After Marks is born, Charlotte starts
making plans for Jennifer to come to

Hawaii to meet her new brother.

My father was working with my mother's
father and my mother. They

were trying to organize a time for me to
come out to visit in July.

of 1977.

Hello, everyone. We are all well and
healthy with marks growing more

beautiful every day. Good news.

Jenny leaves the 8th. I hope you are as
excited as I am.

Jenny has kept the letters from her mom
that reveal how much Charlotte was

looking forward to her visit.

She'll have some time to be with her
favorite people. She's going to stay

with us for about a month. She should
have a fun time, especially with her

brother.

But a few weeks before Jennifer is
supposed to arrive, the plan

falls apart.

My dad was very protective and
concerned.

During the 70s, it was hard. If there
was a separation or a divorce and a

child was in another state, sometimes it
could be hard to get that child back.

So my dad was worried that I may not be
sent back from Hawaii, that my mother

would keep me in Hawaii with her.

I think that when I did not come, my
mother fell apart.

That's the sense.

that I get.

It was the last straw.

I think she just spiraled.

After Mark files a report, Honolulu
police issue an official missing persons

advisory and launch a search for
Charlotte.

They check with friends, family members,
check for the hospitals to see if there

was anyone that might be there.

They took down a description and
everything, and thank you very much, and

give us a call if she comes back.

I don't think they were overly concerned
about it.

I mean, people would go off with someone
else. They'd be living with someone and

say, well, I'm going to go with this
person. That sort of behavior was sort

of rampant during the time we were
there.

She just disappeared.

Lots of people did that in those days
and on an island like Hawaii.

And with her background, I think that
she could have made a phone call and got

a plane ticket and just left.

I mean, that happened all the time.

After a brief mention in the local news,
the case goes quiet.

Mark continues the search on his own.

Well, I hitchhike up and down the North
Shore.

you know, stopping at all the beaches
and everything.

And I'd look around with no luck
whatsoever.

I mean, did everything I could in my
power to try to find her.

On January 17th, 1978,

Mark is faced with one of the most
difficult days yet.

His son Mark's first birthday.

When his birthday rolled around, I was
feeling very alone and lonely and

worried and confused and a little dazed.

A very empty feeling.

I don't know when I found out, but I
think my dad pulled me into...

a room shut the door and told me that my
mom was missing, and nobody knew where

she was.

I remember just being so sad. I was just
so wanting to meet my new half-brother,

and I was on the swing, there were two
swings, and I would kind of swing the

other swing and pretend I was talking to
him, and, you know, we were just

cheering like siblings.

I really wanted to know him.

But I just knew that, you know, they
were gone.

For years, everyone assumed Charlotte
chose to leave, taking Marks with her.

But a new lead is about to surface,
suggesting a much darker answer to the

mystery. We started knocking on
neighbors' doors to try and see if

anybody had been there back in the
1970s.

It was really surprising. I had no idea
that this was going on. Mind if we ask

you a few questions?

They said they argued fair amount.

What would you say if we said we believe
Mark is a suspect?

We were all looking for Charlotte and
Martin.

You just get disappointed and
discouraged every time you come back

without finding anybody.

It was just a really, really dark time.

I just sort of withdrew, you know, and
stayed by the house.

You know, did whatever odd jobs I could
to keep a subsistence lifestyle.

You have to come to a realization, at
least I did, that she has gone somewhere

to make a better life.

And they were, I hoped, happy and, you
know, and prosperous and living the

family life.

With still no sign of Charlotte or Mark,
the case officially goes cold.

Mark decides to leave Hawaii.

Employment opportunities were not there,
and so it was just time to come back to

the States and try to start again.

Mark moves to Northern California and
continues to work as a freelance writer.

I got married, and the outcome of that
was two beautiful daughters.

But Mark still can't put Charlotte and
Mark's disappearance behind him.

It's sort of like a landmine in the
mind.

It'll just pop up at the most unexpected
times.

You go, wow, I wonder where they are. I
wonder what they're doing.

My first and second marriage were both
dissolved because I was preoccupied with

Charlotte and Mark.

You know, it's tough to feel deeply
enough for someone when you have someone

else on your mind all of a sudden.

I just wanted my mom, and nobody could
tell me where she was.

Anything important like birthdays or
high school graduation, college

graduation, you want to celebrate that
milestone or whatever it is in your

life, and you're not able to.

It was sad. It was very sad.

More than two decades have passed
without any news of Charlotte and Mark.

Around 2004, 2005, I got involved in a
really pretty big way.

I wanted it to become front and center
because, again, I needed to have some

kind of answer as to what happened.

In 2004, the state attorney general's
office decides to take another look at

the case.

Jennifer travels to Hawaii to meet with
Honolulu police.

When we obtained copies of the initial
missing persons report, the first thing

we noted was when Mark was interviewed
regarding the missing persons case, he

waited over approximately three weeks
before he made the actual report.

He reported it on July the 10th. All
right, thank you.

Said that the last time he had seen her
was 9 o'clock in the morning on a

Tuesday, June the 21st.

Because it was reported late, there was
no one else to corroborate it.

Mark claimed that he called the police
twice in the first few days after the

disappearance.

But there's no record of Mark's prior
calls.

Mark Barnes.

as a person of interest because there
was a delay in reporting and there was

no subsequent information about where
she was.

I agreed with Jennifer that we could
take a look and see where we would go

with the investigation.

Just give me a few days on this.

Thank you.

Detective Fitchett and his partner
returned to the neighborhood in Hawula

where Charlotte and Mark lived.

He started knocking on neighbors' doors
to try and see if anybody had been there

back in the 1970s.

And we were very fortunate to find a
neighbor that remembered these two

people that lived in the residence at
that time.

Can you tell me anything about them?

Yeah, they live right here, right next
door.

The relationship, he said, was kind of a
volatile one.

They did get into arguments.

There was a lot of yelling, a lot of
fighting.

They weren't real friendly.

So it's pretty odd.

The investigative team starts tracking
down anyone who was close to the couple

back then.

Jim Murray was the first person that we
located in Gresham, Oregon.

In 2005, Mark's friend from Hawaii, Jim
Murray, gets an unexpected visit.

Jim Murray?

Yes. Do you mind if we ask you a few
questions?

Sure.

Jim and Mark have kept in touch over the
years.

But Jim doesn't know that Charlotte's
case has been reopened.

It was really surprising. I had no idea
that this was going on.

They told me that Mark was a suspect.

Mark?

That really upset me because I didn't
believe it at all.

He wasn't that kind of guy.

I was convinced that Mark didn't do
this.

It just wasn't in him. He's too mellow
of a person.

He was adamant that Mark would never
commit such a crime or hurt Charlotte in

any fashion, and especially an infant
child.

And he really wanted to make sure that
we understood that.

Jim's answers are later confirmed when
he takes a polygraph test.

It actually never occurred to me that
Mark was guilty of...

Doing this really never entered my mind.

We decided that we would approach Mark
based on what we knew and see if he'd be

willing to talk with us.

Mark is still living in Northern
California, and this is the first he's

heard anything about the case in years.

I get a phone call from a cold case
detective from the Honolulu Police

Department. It says he'd like to talk to
me.

It's tough to digest.

I mean, for Christ's sake.

Now I'm a suspect in murdering my
girlfriend and my son.

What are you guys trying to do here?

It's an unsolved case, Mark.

When they indicated that they thought
that I was... You know, the primary

suspect in this. I told him it's
ridiculous.

I mean, I had no motive.

Certainly wasn't for money.

And if it was for getting custody of
Marks, there's plenty of legal ways.

He gave me the information.

Pretty much was consistent with the
missing persons case.

that he filed back in 1977.

But investigators want to know why Mark
waited three weeks to file a missing

persons report for Charlotte and Mark.

He discussed the fact that she had been
missing on several occasions previous to

this, and after a week or three or four
days, she had come back.

You didn't find that worrisome?

Sometimes she would just, you know, need
to go.

She was gone for a couple days, and
she'd come right back.

They also inquire about witness reports
of loud arguments between Mark and

Charlotte.

He admitted to several arguments, but he
felt it was not physically violent

towards her.

So after completing the interview and
adamantly denying having any involvement

in her disappearance physically, we
asked him if he'd... participate in a

polygraph.

I said, sure.

So they hooked me up to a lie detector.

Have you ever lived in New Mexico?

Yeah.

They asked me all these rather inane and
don't make any sense sort of questions,

you know, questions like, did you ever
want to kill someone?

No.

He's one of the few guys, you couldn't
read him. Both of us had a hard time

determining whether or not Mark was
actually telling us the truth.

But it's just, we didn't know.

The polygrapher wanted to call the test
inconclusive at that stage.

Despite the lack of concrete evidence
against Mark, Detective Fitchett

believes the case against him is strong.

I met with the Honolulu Police homicide
lieutenant, and he agreed to move it

from a missing persons case to a
homicide case.

Investigators take a closer look at the
property where Mark and Charlotte had

lived.

We ended up going back with the help of
ground penetrating radar.

We just felt that maybe he would dig a
hole in the backyard under the cover of

night. and bury the body there, or
bodies there.

It took us a day and a half to dig this
area.

We could not locate any type of human
remains.

With the case at an impasse once more,
all investigators can do is file Marks'

profile and age-progressed photo with
the National Center for Missing and

Exploited Children.

Mr. Barnes.

agreed to submit to a DNA process also.
So that information was registered and

put on file.

We had DNA from me and from my
grandmother on file.

We're still hoping, right, that
something would come of this, even

though we hit a dead end.

For the next six years, Mark Barnes
remains a suspect.

though police have yet to find any
incriminating evidence against him.

So this is all building up and, you
know, having the police come in and out

of my life.

Unless you've been a suspect as a
murderer, it's tough to digest.

And so that plays with you when you
think, well, you know, are the police

going to pull up at the door and say,
well, you're under arrest?

You have that sort of anxiety all the
time.

Then, in November 2011, comes the most
stunning moment in this 34-year mystery.

I got a call from the Honolulu Police
Department saying that your

son is alive.

I got a call from the Honolulu Police
Department, not long after I gave the

last DNA samples.

And they said, well, we have a match
with your DNA

to your son. Your son is alive.

I was elated. Can I talk to him? Can I
see him?

And they won't tell me anything else.

My name is William Stevens Tenzin
Carter.

Growing up, I never really had any
questions about my lineage or where I

was from. I was adopted at three and a
half. This is my family, and this is who

I am.

Thirty-four-year-old Steve Carter knew
he had lived in Hawaii until he was

adopted, but he had very little
information about his origins.

I didn't really start to contemplate my
birth parents until I was in college.

And didn't really want to do anything
else until I started having children of

my own.

In the spring of 2011, Steve hears about
an adopted woman who discovered her true

identity through a website run by the
National Center for Missing and

Exploited Children.

Kind of triggered my head to think, hey,
go check it out.

It was at lunch that day that I shut my
office door and went to the website,

missingkids.com.

And I actually entered the criteria.

State, Hawaii, sex, male, and then how
long you'd been missing. The top

response was Mark Barnes, who went
missing at six months, had a birthday

very similar to mine, and the age
regression photo they had was a lot like

looking in a mirror.

As soon as I saw the picture, I
immediately copied and pasted and

emailed to a number of different
individuals saying, Hey, what do you

think? Is this me?

Everybody was like, oh, yeah, that's
you.

Later that day, Steve calls the Honolulu
Police Department.

They ask him to submit a DNA sample.

The DNA sample confirmed that Stephen
Carter was, in fact, the offspring

of Mark Barnes and Charlotte Moriarty.

It's a tremendous...

Emotional feeling for me, locating this
infant after all of these years.

I never in my wildest dreams thought I
would ever have a result like this after

30 plus years.

After Steve's parents adopted him in
Hawaii, the new family moved to an

affluent town in New Jersey, where he
grew up.

I was so lucky to have these parents.

My reaction to finding out that I was
Mark's Panama was a difficult one.

You know, you grow up a good portion of
your life believing one thing, and then

to come to realize that there's been a
family out there looking for you, it's

tough.

When Steve gets the DNA test confirming
he is Mark's Barnes, He calls Mark.

Hello, is this Mark?

Yes.

The conversation I first had with Mark
was probably one of my more difficult

ones.

And I introduced myself, and the first
thing Mark said to me was, how's your

mother?

Mark was very shocked that Charlotte
wasn't with me.

I... truly believed that they were just
living the family life.

I was absolutely floored.

In New Mexico, Steve's half-sister
Jennifer gets the news that her little

brother is alive.

When I heard that Mark was found, that
it was Mark, I went into shock.

I never imagined that.

they would find Mark alive and living a
really nice life.

He's extremely happy and well-adjusted.

It's just incredible.

Steve provides police with a key piece
of the puzzle, his birth certificate

from the orphanage in Honolulu, where
his name is listed as Tenzin Ame.

Detective Fitchett is now able to trace
back Charlotte Moriarty's steps on the

day she and Mark disappeared.

Looking through records at HPD, I was
able to determine that Charlotte left

Mark that day, left the stroller, went
riding on the bus,

somehow turned up on the other side of
the island.

On June 22, 1977, the day after
Charlotte and Mark disappeared, a woman

now believed to be Charlotte shows up at
a stranger's house carrying an infant.

Based on the police report, this person
was Caucasian but gave a Japanese name,

identified the baby as a female, and
asked the homeowner for milk and a

diaper change.

The homeowner, alarmed by the woman's
state, called the police.

So this is where things get really
crazy.

My mother gives a false name. She says
her name is Jane Amay.

She gives a false name to Steve. She
says his name is Tenzin Amay.

They felt that she was in need of mental
help.

So he escorted the female to the Hawaii
State Hospital for psychiatric

evaluation.

They admit Jaina May, and they take the
child into protective custody.

I don't know why she gave false
information. To me, it seems like she

wanted to hide her child for some
reason, maybe knowing that she would

come back for him.

According to the police report, Jaina
May remains at the hospital for five

days, where a social worker tries to
reunite her with her baby.

The social worker had come to say, you
know what, we want you back with your

child, here's the address.

And then Jaina May leaves, against
medical advice, into the night.

They don't know where she went.

There's just no trace of her after that.

I can't see Charlotte.

Giving Mark's club. I mean, I truly
believe that she would have kept him as

tight as she possibly could.

But evidently, she must have had some
sort of psychological break.

She just lost it.

I don't have any animosity towards
Charlotte.

Nor would I have any mother or father
who gives a child up for adoption.

If she found it better to move on and do
something else, I don't blame her for

it.

I've had a pretty amazing life.

Now I've just got a larger family, a
family that I'd like to spend more time

with.

To this point, I've met my
half-fistered... Jennifer twice.

Feeding Jennifer is amazing.

Growing up your entire life thinking
you're an only child and finally find

somebody who is related to you.

I feel a deep connection to him.

You know, he's like my little brother,
you know, who has been through a lot.

But Steve has yet to meet his biological
father, Mark.

I'm fearful to bring everybody together
too quickly.

I've talked to him on the phone a
handful of times.

We've exchanged letters and texts.

I would say that I'm ready to meet Mark
very soon.

I would love to, just to be able to see
him.

Hopefully, at some point, when he's
ready, we'll get together.

Since Steve's identification in 2011,
there have been no additional leads in

Charlotte's case.

I can't really leave New Mexico because
even though it's 40 years on, there's a

part of me that still thinks that she'll
come back for me.

I have things out that remind me of my
mother.

It feels extremely safe and very
comforting.

And I feel that she's with me.

I still wonder every day about
Charlotte.

If Charlotte ever shows up, which I'm
almost positive she will at some point.

What would I ask her? Well, you would
have to take a legal pad, divide it into

four different columns, number them
down. I have that many questions to ask.

I miss her a lot.

I miss her presence.

I know she's out there somewhere. I just
can't find her.

Hopefully she'll find me.