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* *

- It's Sir.

There's been a credible
sighting near your house.

* *

- What is it?
What's wrong?

Gabrielle.
- Stay quiet.

* *

- You drove like a bat
out of hell from Virginia.

Were you trying to lose me?

- I needed to clear my head.

- And you thought doing that
unprotected while there's

an all-out manhunt for Sir
was the right call.

- How's Lacey?
- Uh, scared.

But Shaker's with her.
Sorry. How are you?

- Tired.

- I don't think
you're taking this seriously.

- You know most of these
sightings are fake.

- The man that held you captive
for a year could be

in the vicinity
of your house right now.

I got DCPD cops on the way
for extra protection.

- You are blowing this
way out of proportion.

And Sir's been in the wind

for 20 years.
Think about it.

What would make him
come back now?

- There is something.

Something about Sir
I need to tell you.

- I'm listening.

Trent,
you're making me nervous.

- I had Shaker send me over
some of my files from the PD

because I know you wouldn't
believe me without proof.

FBI, DCPD, they vetted them,
they found them baseless,

which is why
you were never alerted.

- This is not
earth-shattering news.

- But...

after you and I became...

acquainted,

I vetted these
13 sightings myself.

The yellow dots are Sir.

Red dots are you.

- Eight dots overlap in places.

- Exactly.

- He was following me?

For 20 years?

He was following me?
- That appears to be the case.

- When I was at NYU.

- Yeah, he was spotted
a mile away.

- New Orleans,
he was there too.

- I know it's a lot to take in.

- How could you
keep this from me?

- Because there hasn't been
a Sir sighting

since I've known you
for a few years.

But then the sighting tonight--

this changes everything.

- What else?

I can see it in your eyes.
Just spit it all out.

- About eight years ago,

DCPD located
Sir's temporary apartment.

- On Logan Circle, I know.

- Did you know
they also found these?

* *

- * Come talk to me *

Hey.

Where'd you come from?

* *

I can hear your mama
calling for you.

She sounds worried.

Poor thing.

You're hurt.

- What do we have here?

What a cute little fella.

What should we name him?

- He's not ours.
- I think maybe Toussaint.

- We can't keep him.
He has a family.

- Gabrielle.
- No!

He doesn't belong to us.

* *

- * See the pain
in your eyes *

* And you're chasing faint
through the night *

* And thinking about
the ones you left behind *

- Whoa.
- Hey, D-town in the hiz-house.

- Get out of my head, man.
It's great.

How you been?
- Just hanging.

- You get that cough
checked out?

- Hey, Dhan.
- Mm.

- You see Mack yet?
- No.

- Shame. He's such a sweet guy.

- He who? Sampson?
What happened?

- Hey, Mack. Yo.
Dhan's here.

- Dhan, Sampson's gone.
- Where?

- I...
- How you doing, Mack?

- I think he went
to kill himself.

We got to find him.
We got to stop him.

- I need to take a shower
and get to work.

- Gabi, until this thing
is over,

you're staying put.

- I don't do well
in captivity, Trent.

- I understand that.
- No, you don't.

- Okay, I don't.

But I still need
to keep you safe

and you going
into populated spaces

is dangerous, so...

What are the options here?

- You don't have to keep
calling me. I'm fine.

- I got a missing unhoused man.

It's an important case to me.

- Enough said.
I'll be right there.

Our options are
to live our lives.

I have to get over to M&A.
I have a missing person.

- I'm fine with you
going to work and home.

That's it.
- Fine.

Now, I'd like to
take that shower.

- Yeah.

Oh, uh, the extra officer
should be here soon.

Can I have your house keys?
- No.

My privacy is
important to me, Trent.

You know that my house is safe.
We'll lock it up when I leave.

They can watch the perimeter
or whatever.

- Okay.

- You were following me all
those years, you sick bastard.

Why?
- So Heavy Boots is a cop then.

- I'm asking the questions,
not you.

- Can you at least tell me
what is going on?

- A civilian reported spotting
you about a mile from here.

- Well, clearly it isn't me.

- Until this thing
is disproved

there are gonna be
cops on the premises,

so don't make a sound.

- I'll think about it.

- They will put you
under the jail

and no one will shed a tear.

Sure, I'll go down with you,

but I will plead not guilty
by reason of insanity.

It may or may not work,

but that's a risk
I'm willing to take.

Are you?

Now, answer the damn question.

Why were you following me?

- We belong together.

- You want to be here,
don't you?

* *

- Remove the chain
and find out.

* *

- Sampson's happiest
when he's cutting hair.

He loves making people
feel good about themselves.

- Mack, can we borrow
the photo?

- No. No, it's mine.

- Do you trust me?

You can trust them too.

- When was the last time
you saw Sampson?

- Yesterday.

- Ah, after his haircuts,
he went to wash up.

He didn't come back.
- You said before,

Sampson wanted
to take his own life.

Can you tell us why?

- All I know is that something

really bad happened
on November 9th.

Every year around this time,
he gets really depressed

and he starts talking about how

he doesn't want
to be here anymore.

- November 9th
is two days away.

- Well, Sampson said
if he ever did it,

he was gonna do it
on that exact day.

- Has he ever attempted
suicide before?

- No, but this feels different.

Sampson would never
leave me this long.

- She's right.
Mack is his world.

- Do you know
Sampson's last name?

Ow.

Our carts,
they carry our lives.

For some people
it carries emotional value

and for others,
it carries monetary.

Here you go, Mack.

- Hey, hey, whoa.
- You're okay.

You're okay.

- Your clients can't go around
attacking people.

- She apologized.

Mack didn't see Lacey

because her peripheral vision
was shot from some bastard

who assaulted her
a few years ago.

- Seriously, Trent, I am fine.

There's not a scratch on me

and I am not pressing charges.

Clearly, Mack's been through
enough in life already.

- I'm concerned about Mack.
She's really pale

and off and on again shivering.
I suggested urgent care,

but she won't go.

- Maybe she needs rest.

Grab a blanket and take her
to my office to relax.

I'll check on her shortly.

- I checked all the local
hospitals and nobody

fitting Sampson's description
has been admitted.

- I'm checking the morgues.

- Shaker ran him through
DCPD's system.

No dice.
- My gut is telling me

Sampson is not
this guy's real name.

- Yeah, they're not big on

real names or last names
in the encampment.

- I'm stumped this time too.

Sampson has
no digital footprint.

I mean,
there's nothing on this guy.

No credit cards.
Not even a cell.

- Except Mack says he has one,

so it's gotta be out there
somewhere.

- Mack said something
bad happened to Sampson.

That he was the victim
of something

and it was tied
to November 9th.

I need to know who this guy
was before he was Sampson.

- Dhan,
you're withholding something.

You never heard this, okay?

There's an underground
community drop group

for the unhoused community.

It's a safe place to discuss
anything and everything.

Some people on there have
outstanding warrants.

Just sent you an invite, Zeke.

- Got it.
- Thanks.

- Good news. I was able to
get another DCPD unit

assigned to your house
and Lacey's.

- I appreciate it, Shaker,
but this space belongs

to the missing,
so let's leave Sir out of it.

- Understood.

- Actually, I'd love to discuss
security at my place,

if that's cool.
- Sure. Come on.

- Shaker's just trying to help.
- I know.

- All right, I'm in and
I found Sampson in the group.

Here's his last post.
It was yesterday morning.

- I'll be down at Joe's today
with my magic shears.

Haircuts come with ribs.

- I scanned Mack's photo
of Sampson,

but nothing came back.
I'll try facial recognition

on these posts,
but I'm guessing

it's another strike out.

- So Sampson was at
some place called Joe's.

- Joe's Family Barbecue.

It's a restaurant a couple
blocks from the encampment.

- Let's go.
I need to talk to Joe.

- Whoa, Gabi, we made a deal.

- Hey, I know Joe.
He's a good guy.

He'll have no problem
coming here.

- First time I met Sampson,

he was cutting hair
in an abandoned building.

I had a space
next to my restaurant,

so I offered it to Sampson,
and he's been there ever since.

- You had a space?

- Financially, things just
haven't worked out lately.

- It wasn't just a business
for you, was it?

- My grandfather started it
50 years ago.

I'm sorry, Joe.

Sampson and I often joked
about how we worked for free.

He'd give away haircuts,
and I'd give away food.

Sounds like you both

gave much more than that.

You gave your patrons
hope and humanity.

How was Sampson when
you saw him yesterday?

Was he unusually sad
or depressed?

- No, he--
he was pissed, actually.

I saw him after work
brawling with some guy.

- Do you know
who he was fighting with

or what it was about?

- No, but Mack was there.
Ask her.

- Why didn't she tell us that?
We need to wake her up now.

- Gabi, Mack's not sleeping.
She's unconscious.

Mack, Mack.
- Yes, she has a low pulse,

but she isn't waking up.

She's been out
for about an hour.

I'm gonna check for wounds.

Oh, my God.

- Where's my cart?
I want my stuff.

- Your cart's safe, Mack.

- Please answer
the question, Mack.

Did Sampson get into a fight?

- I'm not gonna
let anything happen to you.

- There's a new predator
in the camp.

Yesterday, when Sampson went
to get washed up, the guy...

Sampson came back and
he found him on top of me.

And the guy pulled a knife
and I got stabbed.

And Sampson told me to run,
so I did.

And then that was
the last time I saw Sampson.

- Why didn't you tell us?
- Nobody gives a damn about us.

- We give a damn.

Tell us who this guy is, Mack.

- It's the guy from this
morning, isn't it?

He walked by.

Mack confirmed who it is.
- Let's go.

- Hey, hey, too many people,
too much risk.

- This is ridiculous, Trent.
- I agreed to the hospital

because it's an emergency.
But outsi--

- Sampson's life
is also an emergency.

- You know what?
Fine. Whatever.

I'm done.

- Trent, don't go.
Gabi, please.

- Damn it, fine!

Dhan, take Margaret with you.

Shaker, the backup would be
appreciated.

Lacey, stay here.
Keep an eye on Mack.

Trent, stay with her.
I'll be at the office

trying to figure out
who Sampson really is.

- Gabi, you okay?

Look, I know this whole
Sir thing is nonsense.

It is nonsense, right?

- If Sampson's serious
about taking his life,

he would've gotten rid
of everything.

- You mean his cart. Copy that.
We'll see if we can find it.

- * I'm a troublemaker *

- Let me give you
what's about to happen.

I'm gonna beat his ass,

so you might want to
sit this one out, officer.

- Funny thing about these
glasses I like to wear.

I can't see crap through them.

- Hey, Dhan, any distinguishing
features on this guy?

- No. His face was covered
and now I know why.

We're gonna have to rely on
the community to track him.

- I made this for Sampson.
- It's beautiful, man.

- Sampson loved RV's.

Always would stop
anytime he saw one.

They represented freedom,
you know?

He said one day that
he would take Mack away

and see the world with her.

But anyway,

I don't know anything about the
guy that you're looking for.

But trust me, if I see him...

- Anton, has anyone been
victimized lately?

* *

- A young girl.

She was attacked.

Look, I hate to out her,

but maybe she would
appreciate the help.

- * I'm a troublemaker *

* *

- How you doing, Lily?

- Just schooling
these youngins, D.

- I heard you got a dog
disturbing the peace.

- So what else is new?

* *

- Where you get
that beauty mark?

- Whiskey and a sidewalk.

- His nails are manicured.

The holes in his jacket,
he made those.

And his stance is even fake.
He's trying to fit in.

Hey, hey, you're not unhoused.

- Let me talk to you
for a second.

* *

- So predator's name
was Robert Collins II.

Rich, obnoxious.
He was accused of

sexual harassment in college,

but never brought up
on charges.

- So dad bought his freedom?
- Not this time though.

A woman he assaulted in
the encampment ID'd him.

Brave young woman, so he is
going away for a long time.

- That should give Mack
some relief.

Did he say anything
about Sampson?

- Only that he walked away from
the fight alive and well.

We are at a dead end again.
- What are we missing?

- My gut is telling me
that there is something

buried in Sampson's posts.
We just need to keep digging.

You headed out?
- I don't feel right about

going to the bus station
and leaving you here

when Sir is out there.

- I am tired of hearing
about Sir.

Tell me something, anything

that doesn't have
to do with him.

- Taylor called.

She invited me
to a mother/daughter

sorority weekend.
- That is great, Margaret.

- Yeah, it means
she wants to try.

- But going means you miss
a night at the bus station.

- I haven't missed a night
in 13 years.

But I really want to have a
relationship with my daughter.

- Maybe there's a way
to have both.

- Maybe, yeah.

Good night.
- Good night.

* *

- Some of his tattoos
appear to be ancient

Egyptian hieroglyphics.
I'm not entirely sure though.

- Do you know what they mean?

- I require sustenance
in order to think clearly.

You haven't tended to my needs

since you've returned from
the reservation.

- Something bad happened
to Sampson.

Something so terrible,

he thinks the only way out
is to kill himself.

Thanks to you,
I know exactly how he feels.

So I don't give a damn
about your needs.

You better think so hard,
your brain bleeds.

- You're popular today.

- Trent took you home
to get some sleep.

- I can't stay at my place.
- Lacey.

- I'm scared, Gabi.

- We'll go stay
at your place, Lace.

I'll go get my things.
- No, come on.

You have a whole house.

- Guess I'll be joining Trent
outside in the doghouse.

- Cruiser, good, good.
Stay over there.

Yup, come here.
No biggie.

- I'm gonna shower.
- Okay.

- Come on, boy.
- Help yourself.

- Come on.
- Okay.

- I was able to decipher
some of Sampson's tattoos.

The one on his neck.

Her name is Meretseger.

She was a cobra goddess
who protected and healed those

who are willing to admit their
sins and ask for her mercy.

- And the bug?
- An Egyptian scarab beetle.

It symbolizes resurrection.

- So someone in
Sampson's life died?

- Correct.

The one on his right arm,
that means son.

- So his son died?

- And you thought he was
a victim of a tragic crime.

According to his tattoos,
he may have been responsible

for the crime
of killing his son.

- Gabi, are you down there?

- I'll be right there, sweetie.

- Who is that woman?

- She's none of your business.

- Tell me that you need me.

- What?

Tell me that you need me.

I need you.

- Tell me
that I'm your partner.

Fine. You are my partner.

Now, stay quiet.

- Tell me that you love me.

- Hell no.

- What would that woman do
if I screamed?

If she found me
chained up like this?

What would happen
to the great, heroic

Gabrielle Mosely?

As you said,
nobody would care about me,

but you...

you would go down in flames.

Tell me

that you love me.

- You son of a bitch.

I...
- Closer.

* *

- I love you.

- What did you put in this?

- I...

hate you.

* *

* *

- You okay?
- I'm hungry.

Are you hungry?

- Gabi, what's in the basement?

* *

You're not okay.

- I'm scared.

- Me too.

- So I think Sampson might be

responsible
for his son's death.

- Why? He has a son?
How do you know that?

- His tattoos.
So we need the PD

to look into cases
with child victims.

Anything connected to
November 9th.

Okay, I'll call Shaker.

- It's Zeke.

Sampson just posted
a new video.

- First off, I want to send
love to my family in the camp.

You've kept me going
all these years.

- God,
this is a suicide letter.

- Zeke, can you get a read
on where he is?

- I'm trying,
but it's too nondescript.

He must be using a burner,
I can't get any IP info.

- Shaker, look for any child
deaths, November 9, 1993.

- Hey, Joe,

take care of Mack.

Tell her I'm sorry

and I love her,

but I don't deserve to live.

* *

* *

- Dhan, it's gonna be fine.
- No.

How the hell did I let Gabi
talk me into this?

I'm not good with
making people feel things.

- People need to see Sampson
as their son, father, brother,

and nobody, not even me,
can humanize him like you can.

Gabi made the right choice.

* *

- Sampson lived
to make people happy.

Even when he's suffering
and right now

my friend is suffering.

He's out there somewhere

thinking about
taking his own life.

This is Sampson's family

and this encampment
is their home.

There's a lot of
misconceptions about

the unhoused community.

They're not a bunch of
thieving drug addicts.

They are nurses

and painters

and dreamers.

Sampson is loved

and he is needed.

- Um...

I just want to say that

I love you, Sampson.

We love you.

Please just...

come back to us.

- Wait, what?

Gab--Gabi, are the cops
still at your house?

- Crawling all over
like roaches.

Hey, Zeke, check out
Sampson's post from April 2nd.

That model RV.
- I think there's only

a couple hobby shops
that sell those.

I'll call around.

- Gabi, can I, um,
talk to you privately?

I think we found Sir.

In a strip club just
a few miles from your house.

- In a strip club?

When will you have
verification?

- I'm headed to
the station now.

I'll call you as soon as I can.

Okay.

- Did they find him?
- It wasn't him.

- Well, how do you know?

- They found him
in a strip club.

- Can you imagine Sir
in a strip club?

- The impurity of it all
would just kill him.

- I found the hobby store.

Manager said
Sampson's a good client.

Spent a couple hundred bucks
a month on parts.

Always pays cash.

- Sampson doesn't make that
much on haircuts,

but clearly he has money.

- If Sampson had money,
he'd want Mack taken care of.

Trust me.

- Hey, Zeke, can you play
the end of Sampson's video?

The part about Mack.

- Hey, Joe,

take care of Mack.

- I think he's asking Joe to
take care of Mack financially.

- Remember what Mack said
about their carts?

Some of them have
monetary value,

while others have
emotional value.

- Sampson kept cash
in his cart.

- And he gave the cart
and the money to Joe

with instructions
to take care of Mack.

- That makes sense.

- Joe's closing his restaurant.

Maybe he saw this
as an opportunity.

Let's go. Let's go.

* *

- Hey, that's Sampson's cart.

His stuff's been
thrown everywhere.

- Oh, Mack.

Why'd they have to do this?

- What? Whoa, whoa.
Wait, wait. Wait.

- We're already pissed off,
Joe, so start talking.

- Sampson left his cart to me.
- Liar.

Sampson would never
forget about Mack.

- Okay, okay.

Sampson asked me to
set Mack up in an apartment.

He had the money
divided up by months,

so that she'd be taken care of
for the next decade, easily.

- Where did Sampson
get the money?

- His wife died
a long time ago.

He was getting
her social security.

- And you just decided to keep
the money for yourself?

- I was gonna use the money
to keep my place open.

My restaurant is a fixture
in this community.

It helps people.

Look, once I got
back on my feet,

I was gonna take care of Mack.

I-I swear.
- Gabi.

This is Sampson's family.
Elliot and Janine Jameel.

They died in a house fire
30 years ago

and it looks like Sampson
was responsible.

- Sampson fell asleep with
a cigarette in his hand.

The fire happened at 2:13 p.m.
on November 9th.

That's two hours from now.
- Maybe he plans to do it

at his old house
where they passed away.

- Trent, Sampson's real name
is Ahmad Jameel.

We need to get units over
to his old house.

You don't even have to say it.
He wasn't there, was he?

- It's not even a house
anymore.

Just a bunch of lots.

- Running out of time.

We need to think.

We have all been through
some horrible things.

Put yourself
in Sampson's shoes.

What would you do?

After...

my kidnapping,
before I got help,

I thought about ending it.

Thought about where I would
do it and I realized that...

I didn't want it to be
someplace that caused me pain.

It had to be...

somewhere meaningful.

Every Fourth of July
when I was kid,

my mom and dad, we would go
to this bridge near our house

and watch the fireworks.

We'd stand there all together

and watch the colors
explode in the sky.

That bridge brought me
so much joy.

- Before Jamie went missing,
my happiest times

were at the beach with my kids,

so that's where
I considered doing it

on the first anniversary
of his kidnapping.

- It would've been the, um
concert venue

where I had my first kiss.

- The day that I got kidnapped,

I was supposed to meet
my friend at another park.

And that park was my favorite
because it had the best swings.

You couldn't tell me
I wasn't flying.

And my friend got sick

and I ended up at the park
where Sir took me.

Anyway, my favorite park.

- I'll pass.

- Where was a place that
brought Sampson joy?

- Sampson dreamt about
buying an RV.

Traveling around with Mack.

- Sampson had that
little model RV.

- Yeah, but Sampson didn't
have an RV,

so whose RV and where?

Anton's painting.

If anyone knows where Sampson's
favorite RV is,

it's Anton.

* *

- Talk to me, Zeke.

- Drone spotted Sampson
half a mile away.

He had a gun in his hand.
- We got to hurry.

- Sampson!

- Don't try to stop me, Dhan.

- I know about
Elliot and Janine.

I know what happened to them.

- I...

I tried to get them.

There was so much smoke,
I couldn't get them.

- * I wish you could see *

- My wife and my baby

died because of me.

- No, it was an accident.

It was a tragic, tragic
accident,

but you deserve to live.

Your family
would want you to live.

Mack is waiting for you.

- I couldn't protect her.

I couldn't stop that man
from hurting her!

No.

Look at me.

Sampson, look at me.

Look at me.

- I love you, Sampson.
Please don't--

please don't hurt yourself.

We love you.

So please come back to us.

- * But there I am *

* Again and again *

* And over again *

- I got you, man.

* *

- * I don't wanna go home *

* Ghost of silence *

- I got you.

- * Inciting the violence *

* So I tried to run away,
but there I am *

- I am so sorry.

I'm gonna get some help.

- We both will.

- * Sought out *

* What you're looking for *

* 'Cause what you got before *

- Thank you for
bringing him home.

- I mean this
with my whole heart.

It was our absolute pleasure.

- Check it out.

- That's the neatest
it's ever been.

Thank you, Dhan.

- It was a team effort.

- * And you felt its light *

* *

- You keep it.

- We're gonna get a real one.

Start fresh.

* *

- I hope to get myself together
like you did, son.

Thank you.

* *

- * And in this
you will find *

all: Welcome home.

- * The truth *

* *

* Let it find you *

- It wasn't Sir.

- No. No, it wasn't.

We will catch him one day.

- Thank you for protecting us

despite me making it
hell on you.

You're a good man.

- What should I name you?

How about Frankie?

That was my mom's nickname.

She was my best friend.

It hurt to see her in so much
pain when she got sick.

* *

One night I told her
it was okay to let go

'cause I knew she was
holding on for me and dad.

And when I woke up
the next morning,

she was gone.

- * Out of reach,
this is how a storm breaks *

- She was gone.

* *

- * This is how
a storm breaks *

- Sometimes I think that all
these bad things happen because

I told my mom to die.

- * This is how
a storm breaks *

- Maybe I deserve it.

- * You'll find peace *

* In the heart *

- All right, well,

that's the best I can do.

- * To save ourselves *

* To be free
and we're holding on *

* To hope we can't see *

* And we're holding on *

- You will have a good life
with your family.

- What you did for your mother
was selfless.

Just like what you did
for that kitten.

You have to love someone more
than you love yourself

in order to let them go.

That's a sign of a good person.

- You're a good person, too,

and I know you care about me.

You can show me
by letting me go.

Please let me go.

* *

- Well, you don't understand,
Gabrielle.

You're the only
good part of me,

which is why I can't
ever let you go.

- * This is how
a storm breaks *

- I didn't come over here
because I was afraid for me.

I'm scared for you.

- Me?

Why? I'm fine.

- I saw the way
that Sir looked at you.

Gabi, you were his oxygen.

He would do anything
to get you again.

- Lacey.
- And then I come here

and I see that you have
the same books as him.

And three locks on the
basement door, just like him.

- The locks on
the basement door...

They're to help me
feel safe at night.

If there was one thing I hoped
you learned from being a part

of M&A is that we don't judge
each other for how we cope.

* *

- Well, I should get going.

Thanks for letting me stay.

* *

Cruiser, Cruiser, no.
Cruiser.

Sorry, Zeke.

- It's why God created
lint rollers.

- Thank you
for letting us stay.

- Yeah.

* *

- Even though this whole
Sir mess is over,

I just still feel too rattled
to go home, you know?

I just want one night
to forget about it.

One night
of not feeling afraid.

* *

- You're safe here

with me.

* *

- You know, I forgive you,
by the way.

I understand why
you had to drug me.

- Eyes forward.
- I'm relieved as I'm sure

you are that
all this chaos is over.

We can go back to normal now.

- Normal?

In what sick fantasy of yours
is any of this normal?

If this was my fantasy,

there wouldn't be a chain
on my ankle.

- You're a monster.

I came close to losing
everything

because I can't let go
of the past.

I don't deserve
what you did to me.

I don't deserve
this turmoil now.

- What are you saying?

- It's over.

- I wasn't just following you.

All those years
it wasn't just you.

I was searching for Bella too.

Everything was perfect before
Bella arrived at the farmhouse.

She took you away from me.

Destroyed our family.

You will never fully comprehend

how much I hate her
and hate the fact

that I could never
find her again.

Until now.

The woman. The voice earlier.

She's Bella, isn't she?

- No.
- Oh.

I know when you're lying,
Gabrielle.

See, there's a protectiveness
about the way you speak to her.

Brought back memories of how

you were with her
at the farmhouse.

What's her new name now? Lacey?

- I will take your life
if you ever...

- You don't get to make
the threats anymore.

I've evaded the police
for 20 years.

They can't catch me.

So here's a promise.

If you ever end us,

if you ever let me go,

or if you ever try
to turn me in,

the first thing I'll do

is end Lacey's life.

That's a promise.

* *

* *

- Greg, move your head.