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Ohh!!

Making
a plea for information for

24-year-old student
Alison Woods.

Sarah Collins
vanished nine days ago.

It's not like her
to go wandering off.

Phillips was last seen
leaving her gym at the corner

of Washington and...

she may have met someone online.

I know she's
out there somewhere!

We miss you!

We love you, we're praying for
the day when you come home!

Still we have to find a body.

We miss you, we
love you, we are not giving up.

This is my house!

You don't tell me what
to do in this house!

This is my house!
These are my rules!

Because you
went through my stuff!

How many times have I
asked you to use the door bell?

I'll be ready in a minute, Dad.

Mom snooped through
my social media.

You have no right to do that.

I have every right
to do that, young lady.

You should have asked her first.

- See!
- Would you like

to see the photos your
daughter is posting of herself?

Or the conversation she's
having with complete

and total strangers?

It's nothing compared
to the naked selfies

Kim and Kylie post.

Sorry Dad, I'll take it down.

- Ready for school.
- Sit down.

Now show me these people
you've been talking to.

You mean boys?

You can talk to boys, boys are
going to try to talk to you.

I didn't accept
their friend request.

Some of them messaged me though.

And you replied?

They were being so annoying.

They were baiting you.

And you fell for it.

Asses the situation like
I taught you how to do

in the real world.

Malcolm here, all of his
photos are by himself.

And look at his camera angles.

He's trying to make it
look like someone else

is taking the picture.

And all of his
friends are girls.

Do you get his MO now?

- Men are...
- Pigs.

I know.

Can we go to school now?

Yeah, get your stuff.

Think of it like a...

a roller coaster.

You'll be nervous to start
with, even scared a little.

Once you get started,
the rush you'll feel...

Thanks for my phone, by the way.

That's a secret phone, remember.

So why don't we start
by each taking off

a piece of our clothes.

Sexy.

Really?

No, dick head.

The driver found
her when he unloaded the cargo.

Female. Caucasian. Thirties.

Has multiple breaks.
Left arm. Both legs.

Jumper?

I'd say so.
She didn't die on impact

but given her injuries and the
temperature, shortly after.

I'd estimate she landed from a
height of over fifteen feet.

Ask the driver if
he stopped for gas?

Then check the bridges
along his route.

Might have CCTV or
security cameras.

She had major cartilage damage
on her wrists and calcified

- bruising on the bone.
- She was tied up?

Looks like it.

She was also given vitamin
supplements and birth control.

Whoever did this, blew her ear
drums out, but her cranium was

still intact.

The lab thinks it's some
kind of pressurized device.

Have you ID'd her yet?

No.

Whoever did this, took a lot
of patience and dedication.

If we're lucky, it's a
lone case of infatuation.

Yeah, and if we're not,
it's a guy who wants his guests

to be permanent residents.

Hey! My gosh!

How are you?

Okay.

Umm... So I'm guessing
you work cyber now.

I gave up the lounge chair.

I'm a profiler now.

I guide their interactions...

I can't get into this
interface. It's not working.

Just grab this
code trail, lock onto it.

It's a really
delicate gig, you know.

Trying to coerce someone
into revealing an agenda

without pushing them into one.

Ehm Rachel.

Pardon. Sorry. Your boy's back.

Okay.

Alright.

Look, listen.

I need some people checked out
in my daughter's social media.

Oh that's good, you're
in touch, that's really good.

And Angie, how's she...

Just what I asked for.

Thank you.

He seems nice.

What the fuck is this?

Who are you?

Listen I haven't
done anything wrong.

Ninety-four girls groomed,

looks like you met
with thirteen of them.

Had sex with four,
is this it or more?

I never...

I never forced any of them.

There's little difference
between forcing yourself on

someone and influencing
a girl into submission.

What the fuck, I can't feel my-

$92,000 dollars in savings.
Another $8,000 in stocks.

I'll get-I'll get help-
I'll go to therapy.

Oh you don't need that anymore.

Doesn't work anyway,

as highlighted by
your previous conviction.

Jesus fucking Christ,
what have you done to me!

Sign this.

Your savings will be divided
amongst the girls you abused.

Take one, twice a day,
for the rest of your life.

It's a testosterone suppressant.

Your doctor will
prescribe it for you.

What's happening to me?

I've disarmed you.
It's still there,

but it's now no longer possible
for you to get an erection.

I've also had your
balls removed.

Not that you had any,
in the first place.

If you inform the police
of your rehabilitation,

I will release the images
you have poorly hidden on your

computer to your
entire address book.

Do I make myself clear?

Why this one?

It's isolated.

It's a long way on foot in
the cold from either side.

She was being chased-

Jumping is the only option.

I won't get much off this.

It should still be hot.

Oh you got the bread I like.

When are you gonna get some
proper furniture for this place?

You want somewhere nice
to sit, I'll get you a sofa.

No, I meant for you.

I mean, there's sheets
over everything.

I mean, it's just weird.

You know, it's a
house, you sit down.

These are for you.

Oh these are nice.

There's a transmitter in them.

Okay, not so nice.

They emit a signal
that feeds off cell phones.

As long as you're near one,
I'll be able to track you.

Do you have to use
that one, I look so rough?

Hey you want to help me
a second with this. I got...

Where's my file?

Rachel took it, has a way of...

- She'll go over it...
- A little personal touch.

Yeah.

And where is she?

She's at lunch.

At lunch?

Yeah, she eats.

Is that your baby?

Yeah.

You bring your baby to work?

When my girl
can't have her, yes.

And what...

Fuck it.

You could have said something.

What was I supposed to do?

You could have said something.

Didn't you move
in like a year ago?

No wonder you wouldn't
let me come over.

Yeah, well it works for me.

No one says it has to be pretty.

Mom does.

I do what I do.

You do what you do.

I do pizza.

I told you, you don't
want to spend time here.

Do you want a proper home again?

Just wanna shower
and get back to work.

He ain't coming.

I'm bored.
I wanna go home, come get me.

Okay now I'm actually
ready to leave, thank you.

Okay.

So, you've been here awhile.

Where's your pa?

In jail.

You know you should stand up
straight, you got some great

hefty tits, show them off.

There was a young girl in here.

You mean that
foul mouthed little thing.

That would be her.

She left already.

Are you alright?

I'm OK.

- Are you okay?
- Move your car!

Are you alright,
I didn't see you!

Get out of the way!
Move your car!

- You're in shock!
- Move your fucking car!

It's okay!!

Help! Somebody help!

Police!

Help! Police!

Oh fuck!

He just pushed me aside!

He must be drunk or something.

Sir, out of the vehicle please!

He is running
hundreds of open profiles.

It's all wired to
upgrade automatically,

but he's barely using
half of it's capabilities.

If anything he's a
self-taught techie.

Why do I recognize him?

He was a judge.

And a good one.

He handled a lot of
our criminal cases.

And he stepped down when
his family was murdered.

My colleagues have some
questions about the equipment

in your car.

There's a young girl
out there, been abducted.

Yes.

He says that he's fitted
a girl with a tracker.

And he's using her as bait.

The signal went
dead right about here.

It was moving when he lost it.

Her very life is on the line!

Right now! Right this second!

And here we are, talking!

Mr. Cooper...

Get out there and find her!

Your tracker, how does it work?

Cell phones.

We have confirmation
of cell phone signals running

through the drones.

Copy that.

Three-Charlie-one-one.

Two minutes outside
Hudson Bridge.

Maintain UAV
clearance until then.

Drones are up.

The tracker signal's loading.

Target located.

Target's two miles north-east
of your location.

Get down! Get down!
Get the fuck down!

Trauma to the
structural tissue surrounding

your eardrum.

Can you hear me?

Good.

I'll come back
later for your MRI.

Julie?

Do you remember how long
you were in captivity?

Did you know him?

Do you remember seeing
any of the other girls?

I'm so sorry, but I have to
ask you these questions.

Are you alright?

I'm fine, he didn't touch me.

I'm so sorry.

It's okay.

May I have a second?

Fuck you dude!

You two need to have a serious
think about what you're doing.

What we're doing?

Because I'm pretty sure we're
the ones that caught him.

Let's go home.

Cops are fucking useless!

You only show up after
it's already happened.

Simon Stulls?

Is your name Simon Stulls?

Simon Stulls.

For the record, anything you
say or do can and will be held

against you in a court of law.

Would you like the state to
provide you with an attorney?

Please say the word no
if you're declining your use

of a state attorney.

No.

Born 1987.

Sole proprietor
of 42 Maggy Lane.

Pressurized air valve.

Custom made and all.

That's why there wasn't
any damage to the cranium.

The rush of air damages
soft tissue not the bone.

He's very-
very comfortable in there.

Simon Yeah.

You caused a lot of
people a lot of pain and the

best thing you can
do now is help us.

Oohh!

This is how
he made them all deaf.

You asked to be in here.

And I asked for you not to be.

Simon?

You're scared of it?

Can you hear me?

You can't hear me, can you?

Send me home.

It'll mean so much.

So, so much.

Sarah!

Sarah!

Sarah Collins!

Sarah!

Shhh! Hey hey,
you can't be like this in here.

They said they
found someone alive.

Let's ask this officer
to help you over here.

Sarah Collins.

He's going to help
you right over here.

He'll look after
you, it's all right.

She went missing four years ago.

Dad!

He stared at himself
for three hours without moving.

It's called guilt.

I can't get a read on him.

He's impaired but, it's
more social than physical,

It's akin to a childhood
disintegrative disorder.

You want the good
news or the bad news.

Bad.

They've found a lot of
unidentified DNA in that house.

So it's your job to
get inside his head.

And find out what he's done.

A lot of families are
needing closure out there.

And the good news?

Well, he's shit scared of me.

So I'm gonna go home and eat.

And probably fucking
sleep for a week.

Suddenly I'm jealous.

I don't want to be
here or at home.

Lay next to me, Dad.

I don't sleep so good.

Wait till I fall asleep.

What were you like
when you were my age?

Trouble.

Your Uncle Charlie and I
used to ride bikes up and down

the beach all day.

We'd fall asleep in the sand.

Not wake up until the
middle of the night.

Your grandma would be so angry.

So much trouble.

What are you doing!
What are you doing!

What the fuck
else is down there!

Huh! What the fuck
else is down there!

Stop it! Stop it!

He rigged the fucking basement!

What?

He killed six fucking cops!
That's what!

Fucking piece of shit!

Get out! Get out!

Simon...

Creeper!

It's okay.

Simon!

This is not a game.

Yes it is.

What?

Let's play a game.

Cause you all look the same.

It's okay!

Creeper!

That's fine.

Okay, you're doing so well.
Keep going.

I'm not as good
as me in the words.

Teach me how to play the game.

Freezing hot or burning cold.

Brrhh.

You wrap them up and you try to
get away, and you try to get

away, but you can
never get away.

You can never get away.

Everyone is locked down
in a cage like the doggy.

They go woof!

And they go woof!
And they go woof!

And they try to break you,
and they try to scratch at you,

and they kick at you.
And they kick at you!

And they kick at you!

He was either playful or angry.

Never both.

Excited. Like a child or mean.

Don't let him fool you.

That man is evil.

Police have suffered
six fatalities while searching

the premises of a white
male in his thirties,

who is believed to have several
women locked up in his basement.

Survivors are being treated
at the local hospital.

Reporting live from Minnesota.
KL News.

Yeah I figured
you might be in here.

Press is outside,
they want a statement.

You got a pen?

Yeah.

No comment.

Right.

Today I'd like to talk
about the money that we found

in your house.

You only have one bank
account but it rarely shows

any withdrawals.
Where did you get the money?

Simon?

Do you know where
you got the money?

Finders keepers losers bleepers.

Where did you get the money?

In a trunk.

Outside the front door smores.

There's a bug in my ear.

Someone brings you money?

Riding through the snow.

Simon, who brings you money?

Santa Claus.

He comes at night when
I'm asleep and he rushes off.

Whoosh!

Ho ho. Ho ho ho. Ho ho. Ho!

Simon?

Tell me about your mother.

Dead.

Mommy dead.

Mommy is dead.

She didn't love me.

No, she did love me!

She did love me!

Did she hurt you?

No!

Okay.

Okay. Come here.

I've seen enough of this shit.

What?

I want him in court, today.

But there are elements
of paranoid schizophrenia.

I genuinely don't care.

I'm just getting through to him.

We do not have to try
to make sense of this thing.

I want him out of here.

He's like bad fucking milk
sitting in the fridge.

Court. Sentenced.

Jail. Got it?

I need more time.

He has multi personality traits
each with their own realities.

But I don't know how
many he's created or if

he's even aware of them.

I think he's fucking with us.

Come on man,
we've had the longest week,

we've had the longest day.

How else can someone
like this, do what he's done-

for such a long time-

And never get caught?

Shake the tree.

Arrest every fucking
thing that falls.

Yes, sir.

No. No. No. No. No. No. No.

No. No. No.

Good talk.

It's not him. He's getting help.

I do not agree.

He is more than capable of
planning for the eventuality.

He's a fucking idiot!

The one that you've seen
yes, but there's more than

one of him in there,
that's the point.

I have his mother's case file.

Amy Stulls, born 1962,
committed suicide 1995.

You're chasing ghosts.

While working overtime
in the textile factory,

mother was abducted
and raped in 1986.

Tossed into a lake, she survived
to become pregnant with Simon.

What's the address
of that textile factory?

Okay.

They found a suicide note.

Zoom in.

Rejoice, rejoice.

Judas' whore is dead.

Come serpents feed on my feet.

Fire, the ice,

the creeper who raped me.

His blood money
I let silence me.

Shame on you all.

Shame.

I hate you.

I love you.

I tried to hide us, but
the devil sees everything.

My evil, evil boy.

My sweet, sweet boy.

Mommy's so sorry.

This winter bug is free.

So like, will it hurt?

No.

Don't be silly.

Where's Cooper?

Hey man.

Oh fucking ball sacks!

I- I-I-I was
just being a friend.

I need Cooper.

He can hear you.

I'm sorry, okay.
I just wanna go.

Put those on.

Or I will let them castrate you.

I'm not surprised
by what you're up against.

Predators may act in
solitary but their-

instincts are
quite the opposite.

They take comfort in knowing
there are others out there just

like them, all alone.

Please continue to enlighten
me on the nature of criminals.

What is the reason
your men are dying isn't it?

Simon's got friends.

Hi.

What are you cunts doing here.

That is not nice.

For the record.

I have no legal right or claim
over anything on this property,

you guys are here illegally,
and now anything you find on

that computer is
inadmissible in a court of law.

Shit.

Yeah. Fucktards.

What's he doing anyway?

I'm hacking Simon's
virtual drive, from what it

thinks is a trusted source
through the exchange.

Why are you helping him?

Because he never
tried to fuck me.

And wouldn't, if he could.

He's decent.

Most men are fucking gross.

Not all men are gross.

Oh yours isn't?

No, mine is.

I'm in.

Who are you?

How many cases have you
worked where guilt is obvious,

but the jury had to ignore
a piece of evidence.

Like a rapist who buys
his way out of a case.

Suddenly someone has
the courage to refuse his

offer to pay her off.

Prosecutes.

Jury will never hear
what he's done before.

Doesn't really give
you the right to, run around

hacking people's nuts
off though, does it?

If a lion eats someone,

and you lock it up and you
say, don't do that again,

and ten years later you
let it out, what happens?

Not all criminals are animals.

Some are wired to be.

Eighty percent of
sex offenders re-offend.

Eighty percent.

Yet we knowingly, let them
back out onto the street.

Seven this last month, released
within fifteen miles of

the school, that's five out
of seven active predators.

Unless you treat the
underlying cause of their

instinct to offend. Hormones.

When you do that, re-offend
rate drops to just five percent.

You can't think someone's
going to commit a crime,

regardless of any
of the social factors.

Because that is
dangerously narrow minded.

It's like thinking all
Muslims are terrorists.

I'm not talking about
the colour of a man's skin.

I'm talking about the endless
voice in a predator's head

that says, do it, do it, do it.

You're too stubborn to ask why.

I know why.

You think you got punished for
letting all those sex offenders

out of prison.

What happened to your family-
was a tragedy.

And no matter how many
predators your treat-

that guilt you're feeling-

It never goes away.

We hacked
his server, he was talking

to someone called Hunter.
Hunter 71.

Explosive in
the car was pentaerythritol

tetranitrate. Commonly used.

However the compounds in
the trigger are unique.

High intensity, stable, low
surrounding impact and dense.

Expensive. Military grade.

Simon said that Santa
comes and drops money off

at the house every year.
Maybe Santa pays the bomb maker.

Run a search for military
personnel in the state.

Born 1971.

Okay, which one of those
are trained in explosives.

No longer in service.

Shots fired!

Pop smoke!

I'm laying down cover!

Cease fire! Cease fire! Turn!

Stay back! Stay back!

Wait!

We both know why you're here.

You sold a trigger
explosive to a man who abducted

and killed more than ten women.

What?

Don't you have a
fucking newspaper?

What else did you make him?

Signal blocker for cell phones.

It was nothing.

That was the guy who
locked up all those women?

Yeah. Someone oth...

Tell me about your mommy.

Tell me about her.

I bet she hated you.

She loved me. She protected me.

Protected you from what?

She didn't take care of you.

She didn't love you.

No one loves you.

No one! You have nobody.

No.

You have nobody to keep you
company except your reflection.

No!

Where's the other Simon,
I want to talk to him!

Where is he?

Rachel, don't.

Come on. Come on.

What is it. You like tits?

No.

You like to chain women up?

No.

Yes you do, come on.

Come on, Simon!

- Don't do that.
- Come on!

What did she do to you! Come on!

Tell me what she did to you!

- No.
- Tell me!

- Do it now!
- What!

What'd she do to you!
Tell me! Come on!

She never let me play, she
always kept me locked in a cage

like a monkey! Like a monkey!

What did you do to her?

What did you do to your mother?

They made me!

They told me to do it.

Who's they?

They told me to do it.
They told me.

Who's they?

Fuck me! Who's they! Who's they?

The voices in your head?
Tell me who it is!

I want to talk to
the other Simon!

I wanna talk to the man!

I am the man!

I do what I want!

Do you remember all the
women that you killed?

I remember them.

I remember them!

Who was the first one?

I hate him!
He follows me everywhere!

Who is he?

This arrived for you upstairs.

I signed for it, you know.
Give you a break.

Thank you.

You okay?

Yeah, it's just been a long day.

So, you wanna go get some ribs?

Baby, I'm ready to take her.

Baby?

You sleeping?

Hey.

Marshall?

Everyone get out!

You know,
I have to yell at people

to get them to do what I want.

You don't.

What are you doing here?

It's freezing cold, and it's the
middle of the night, you know-

Well I know you don't
want to be here.

I despise downtime.

My wife used to chastise me
because I never took any, so.

Just doesn't feel right
to put my feet up

where hers should be.

You know what I mean?

I'm used to seeing
you look like shit.

You look like almost normal.
What's going on?

I'm just-

You know.

Bomb threat, police station.

Everyone evac!
I repeat, everyone evac!

Shit!

Okay let's go!
We got to go, come on!

Put that shit on.

Put it on!

He got you!

I got you!

I got you!

- Shut up!
- I got you!

Rachel, where is he?

In his cell.

That package was from you.

He's not
going to blow himself up.

This is bullshit.

Why wouldn't he?

Cause then the game is over!

Hey! Where are we going?

Fuck!

Where is she!

You're not going anywhere!
Simon!

Alicia! Alicia! Alicia!

Oh my God!

Since when do you cook?

I used to cook for
your mother all the time.

Just haven't had a reason to.

I mean do you, do your
hair all nice when there's no

one there to look at it?

Yes.

That's a bad example.

This is gluten free, right?
Cause I'm gluten intolerant.

No, you're not.

What's going on?

When your mother and I had you,

she was very
nervous about my job.

SWAT is dangerous.

So I moved to homicide.

It was quieter.

But with you around,
everything became personal.

Where I couldn't
afford it to be.

I tried everything.

Even therapy.

Can you imaging me in therapy?

You hate talking.

So you were worried something
bad would happen to me?

No.

Actually.

I just couldn't, I
couldn't see it anymore.

You know when you're in bed at
night, and the lights are off.

You can see the room, right.

Then if you turn the
lights on and off again-

Can't see anything.

The people I chase,
they live in the dark.

And I could see them really
easily until you came along.

Because you're the light.

No phones or laptops
till you come get us.

I get it.

It's okay, Dad.

Be careful.

Simon's mother was suicidal.

After the rape and pregnancy,
she must've seen a psychiatrist.

That doesn't matter,
all the files with the rape

charges have been buried.

Not these. The state has
strict indemnity clauses to

protect itself in the event
that a patient commits suicide.

Records at crisis
centers across the state

get backed up annually.

Simon wouldn't know that.

Nobody would.

Waste of fucking time.

This is Marshall, I need two
teams down at the psychiatric

record center.

There is a corridor filled
with crap down here.

Got it!

Okay, hold on.

You want to meet his mother?

So you look
good, are you sleeping?

Better than ever.

And eating?

Always.

Still refusing an ultrasound?

Doctors are there to
help you, you know.

Okay.

I've started getting
nice things already.

And I assume you bought
those with the money you

got from the settlement?

Do you really think after what
he did to you he's going to

leave you and the baby alone?

Well everyone else
thinks he's such a nice man.

She knew him. We find
his dad, we'll find Simon.

Until he
comes knocking at that door,

wanting to meet his kid.

Judas sinned and was forgiven.

We found Mother's
file in the archive.

1976, Amy Stulls.

Rape and attempted murder,
settled out of court for

1 .14 million. But the
payee's name is not listed.

Good work.

Can you make it
down to the station?

I'll do my best.

Make yourselves comfortable.

Well, he's covered
his tracks well.

Yup.

His father's name isn't
on any of the criminal reports

and I can't find any sign
of him in the database.

If the commissioner had given
me the fucking time that

I needed with Simon instead
of fucking yelling at me,

then maybe we'd have a
clue where he is right now.

Will your
professional opinion be

worded that way in your report?

Look, we know he knew
her and he paid her off.

He didn't own the
textile company.

See who owned the buildings.

Patching it through.

MCG Industries.

State's largest
textile supply distributor.

Founded by David McGovern.

Recently cited in a car accident
with one Michael Cooper.

I didn't see you!

You're in shock! It's okay!

McGovern is also serving
as chairman of the board of

benefactors to Flexston Prep.

Where he currently
resides on campus.

Guys! Guys! Guys!

Folks, with me, come on.

Come on, everyone
grab their bags, follow me.

Guys, with me, inside!

What do they want?

What's wrong with that guy?

Right there, door's open!

You're going to die!

I hate you!

Drop the knife Simon!
Drop the fucking knife!

I want my bear.

Please, my bear!

Creep-creep-creeper.

I want my bear!

You're his father?

I want my bear!

Please my bear!

I want my bear!

Simon, why did you do this?

I hated him!
He wouldn't leave me alone!

That is my bear.

I want my bear!

Mommy's bear!

Just give me the fucking
bear you cunting bitch!

Look what he made me do.

No more crying like
a fucking baby.

You want to know what
I did to those sluts?

There's a bus load of them
that you don't know about.

Give me what he wants.

His bear.

If you can hear him crying
like a fucking baby.

I can't listen to him anymore.

Shut him up!

No bear, no bodies!

Nothing but twiddling
that tight little...

I give you this,
you give me everything.

Samantha Crawley.

Deceased?

Catherine Titus?

No?

Alison Woods?

Deceased?

Rebecca Chastain?

Lara?

Deceased?

Emily Richardson?

Rachel Prudholm?

Victoria Maringoth?

Emily Philips?

No?

Fuck you.

He's been in my fucking house!

What the fuck are
you all doing here!

That's impossible, he's been
here since yesterday afternoon.

Just take a beat and calm down.

- I will not!
- Cooper!

Look, can I remind
you, the only reason

that you haven't been arrested...

Cause you're too
busy being dicked around.

Cooper!

You know I have nothing to lose.

You find her.

You find my girl unharmed.

Or I'm not responsible
for what happens next.

Where's Lara?

Oh, let me say I'm sorry.

Then I'll tell you.

Apology accepted.

Not to you silly bean.

To them, outside.

Let me say sorry for
the things I've done.

And then I'll tell you
where the last one is.

Is she alive?

Yes.

But tick-tock.

Tick-tock. Tick-tock.

Tick-tock. Tick-tock.

Who's the clever boo-boo.

We can't take the
chance at losing another girl.

There's no way this ends well.

Of course there fucking is.

You're going to die!

Mother fucker!

Please! Please! Please!

Please, quiet!

Just say you're sorry,
anything else,

and you'll be begging
for the death penalty.

I wanted to say...

Hey! Did you take my wife!

Hey look at the picture, man!
Did you take her?

No, I did not.

She's way too ugly.

The reason I didn't get caught
is because the police and all

of you are dumber than
the sluts that I fucked!

Lock him up!

Lock him up!

Son of a bitch!

They're going to try
and lynch you here and at the

courthouse, so get their
attention and then bug out.

I'm going.

Absolutely not.

Lara's still out there,
he won't talk to you.

Fine. Be careful.

20-10 exiting Crossland.

17 on Andover Street.

Where has he put Lara?

Where is she?

Where's Lara?

Pause two and seven.

Put them together
on center screen.

Why do you stay with
your husband when you know

he fucks other women.

How did you know that?

Shit!

Fuck this!

Come on!

Come here!

Where is she!

Tell me damn you!

Tell me! Where is my Lara!

Damn you! My Lara!

Where the fuck is she!

Where is my Lara!

Where the fuck is she!

Tell me!

Good boy.

Kiss.

Get that fucking shit off.

Is that Rachel!

Rachel's in there!

You get the young
one, I got Rachel!

Rachel likes me!

Hi Rachel!

Rachel!

Fuck.

Fuck!

Fuck!!

What do you got?

There's two.

Yeah, I know, what else.

He-he said-

He said he's got
the younger one.

Grab.

Grab your winterbug.

See who gets out.

They must've
switched at the school.

They were both there,

and we only got one of them.

Alright, think
forward, not back.

So where is taking them.

Add winterbug to the keywords.

Time to go play winterbug!

Winterbug! Winterbug!

Where do you go!

In the snow! Winterbug!
Winterbug!

Hey. Hey. Hey.

If anyone gets out,
you can go second.

And then we swapsies.

Swapsies! Swapsies!

I thought you were mad at me!

Quit fucking with your ear.

I am mad at you.

But I fucking love you.

Winterbug, Nora virus.

That's not it.

Winterbug, handbag?

No. Next.

Winterbug.

Pagan animal sacrifice
by burning or drowning.

Wasn't the mother
thrown into a lake?

The location wasn't
listed in the police report.

Bring up the Amy Stulls
interview, two minutes in.

It felt good to
tell Daddy didn't it?

Yes, I liked it,
I liked it a lot.

And if it feels good it's okay.
Remember?

Mommy would be happy not
following me around anymore like

a sneak sneak, sneaker!

Daddy just wanted
to be your friend.

Like he was with me.

The police thought that,
that he was trying to save you.

Yeah!

But really it was me.
Me, it was me.

Because I love you.

I love me.

No one else loves you.

Only me, silly bean.

I want Rachel!

I saw Rachel.

Cause she actually likes me.
She likes me.

Now I have a life inside of me.

And it is my purpose
to keep it safe

and alive and far
from the devil's gaze-

Time to play winterbug!
Time to play winterbug!

Time to play winterbug!
Winterbug! Winterbug!

Yeah. Okay.

Hey, hey, hey. Come here.

When you find them.

Kill them.

Both.

No fucking around.

Okay, there we go.

Brrrr! Oohh!

The frost bite
will bite my toes!

Almost! Almost!

Another one!

Close! Haha!

Almost! Almost!

One more!

One more! One more!

Close!

Rachel! Rachel!

Watch!

Hahaha!! Yeah!

My turn!

My turn! My turn!

Rachel!

Rachel!

Burn Rachel!

Whoosh!

Burn! Burn! Burn! Burn! Burn!

Burn!!!

No no no.

Wait! Stop!

Stop!

Come here, come here.

You okay?

Yeah.

Stay here.

No fucking way!

There's no safety on that.

Wait, wait, wait.
We have to tell Cooper I'm okay.

He's going to be worried.

Oh my God!

It's okay.

Look at me.
Look at me. Look at me.

I know it doesn't
feel like it right now,

but you're going to
be okay. I promise you.

Okay?

Okay.

He told me what you did to him.

You wanna see the man?

Do you wanna see the man?

Oohhh!!!

Oh you fucking bitch!

Why me!

I want me! I want me!

Let him go!

Let him go!

Let him go or I'll fucking
kill her right now!

Can't hear you!

Get out there fucking bitch!

Get out there you fucking bitch!

Don't you fucking hurt him!

I will fucking kill her.

I can't hear you! You're
gonna have to come closer.

Come on!

Don't you touch him!

Don't you fucking touch him!

I will fucking kill her.

I will fucking kill
her, don't you hurt him.

Don't you touch him.

Let him go!

- See what happens?
- Enough!

- Do you see what happens!
- Okay enough! Enough!

I'm going to stick this
gun right up her fucking cunt

and shoot her!

If we go through this
ice we are dead in 60 seconds!

She'll fall right
through the fucking ice!

Oh my God! Oh my God!

You think I fucking
care if I die? No!

You care if he dies, don't you!

Aahh!

Mother fucker!
I will fucking kill you!

Think of everything
you've done to get him out!

You can have him too!

Just let her go!

No!

Rachel. Go.

Keep that pointed over here!
Keep that pointed here!

Go!

Fuck!

You love your
brother, don't you?

Yeah!

You really love him?

Yes. I wanna be with him.

- Yeah?
- Yes.

Okay, come here! Come here!

Go give him a big hug.

Okay!

Come here!

Fuck you!

Lara.

I write this in the
event of my death.

And I've left
instructions within.

Although you allowed
me to be your guardian,

know that you were also mine.

Your light saved me.

Now shine.

Hey, - Oh yeah,
we're not doing that.

You said anything I wanted.

Who are you?

I'm Rachel,
I work with your Dad.

You must be Faye.

Are you married?

Currently. Yes.

Faye, Rachel saved my life.

So?

Here, let me help you.

Okay.

Alright.