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So two days later, Tom stops me in the hall.

He's done some research.
He says,

"given Mr. Ryan's CHF, not only is
sex useful, it's therapeutic."

And he recommends that Mr. Ryan find a position

that diminishes isometric exertion on his legs,

and all I'm thinking is,
"You wonder why you don't have a girlfriend."

Hey, come on, this is my funny anecdote for the night.
Sorry. Sorry.

Lianna, what's wrong?
Nothing, I just, it's one of those days.

Want to come upstairs and talk about it?

I made beef stew. It's
even better when it's had time to sit.

Oh, yeah, it's gray and fuzzy as far as I remember.

Besides, I got to go home.
I've got to transsphenoidal scheduled at 7:00 am.

I'll get you a cab.
No, no, I'm going to run.

Run?

What do you call those five K's that just kicked my ass?
That was a warm-up.

I'll see you later.

You're a very driven person.

You say that like it's a bad thing.

No,

it's how you got to be where you are.

I'm just wondering if that's changed
since we've worked together.

Do I feel less driven?

Or just different?

Well, no offense, but ...

... that's not because I've been
coming here. I got shot.

So you have changed ...
Sure.

In small ways, I guess.

Can you tell me what they are?

Let me think.

Well, I started buying new shampoo...

... because 'I'm worth it'.

Oh, yeah.

Expensive shampoo makes a lot of people happy.

What else?

I guess ...

I guess I've been evaluating my life.

And?

I work too much.

You ever think about quitting?

Sure, I guess.

I'm not going to.

Why not?

Well, for starters, I have to eat.

This job is, um ...

all I have.

It's what I do.

It's who I am.

2x09 - Moving On

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What do we got?

Lianna Sardo, 39, neurosurgeon

specializes in tumor resection.

Hasn't missed a day of work all year.

Surgical staff called NYPD when she missed
a couple of scheduled surgeries.

Female neurosurgeon?
That can't be easy.

According to hospital PR, New York Magazine
rates her as best in the city.

Family?

Parents deceased.

Younger sister lives in Albuquerque.

Hasn't talked to big sis in about eight months,
but apparently, that's typical.

Well, you don't get to be the best by wasting time
on the phone to Albuquerque.

I'll bet she's not married either.

Divorced.

No kids, ex-husband, Dr. Evan Mayhew,
works as a cardiologist right here in the hospital.

Now, according to police reports,

he was the last one to see her
alive outside his apartment on West 81st.

Says they're jogging partners.

A friendly ex?
I don't trust him already.

Also according to the police report, he tried to put her
in a cab to send her home, but she decided to run.

Where's home?

13th and sixth.

That's more than seventy blocks.

I had Vivian run a crime and accident report
between the two apartments - nothing.

Well, did anyone see her?

The doorman says he didn't see her come
home last night or leave this morning.

- Car?
- Nope.

What do you think?

My grandfather was a doctor.

He always used to say, "when you hear
hooves, think horses, not zebras."

Deep.

What does it mean?

It means let's start with the obvious and talk to the ex.
Okay.

She'd been acting distant for about a month.
At first I thought it was stress from work,

but then I realized I was wrong.

It wasn't stress.

It was fear.

What makes you say that?

Well, last week I went to her apartment
to pick up some old photo albums.

Did you find them?

Uh, no.

I found this. You want to talk about it?

There were several break-ins in the building.
Lianna ...

I wanted to feel safe.

You want to feel safe,
take a self-defense class.

Yeah, in all my spare time.

Look, it's not like I have kids that
are going to shoot themselves with it.

No, the only person that's
going to get hurt with this is you.

I'm not going to get hurt.

I've got a license. I went to the
gun club, and I learned how to use it.

Oh, yeah, in, uh, all your spare time.

What do you want me to say, Evan?

That you'll get rid of it.

Fine.

Knowing Lianna, she kept it.

I just wish I knew what kind of
trouble she was in.

Besides the break-ins, is there anyone else
Dr. Sardo might have been afraid of? Um ...

- ... jealous colleagues, angry patients?
- No.

Would you say that you and your
ex have a good relationship?

We've managed to stay friends.

And your marriage ended ... ?

Officially, a couple years ago, but really,

- it was doomed from the start.
- Why's that?

Well, she was always married to the work.

I mean, so was I, to tell you the truth.
It kind of comes with the territory.

But I was willing to
make the adjustments;

she wasn't.

Are you seeing anyone right now?

Uh, not really, nobody special.

And Lianna?

She seeing anybody?

I don't know.

I don't think she'd tell me.

Thanks for your help, Dr. Mayhew.
Uh, we'll be in touch.

Thank you.

The guy hangs out with the woman,
cooks for her, goes jogging with her,

but doesn't know if she's seeing someone? Come on.

Well, maybe she didn't tell him.
Didn't want to upset him.

Maybe she told him and he couldn't handle the truth.

- Hey.
- Hi.

According to these surgical logs,

before Lianna left the hospital last night,
she canceled her first two cases of the day.

Wait, she told her ex-husband she
had to get up early for surgery.

Obviously, she is lying.

Either she was or he is.

I want you to go to Lianna's apartment,
check for that gun.

Call the NYPD and confirm
the break-in story.

Let's go.

Ex-husband's alibi checks out. Doorman has him
at the apartment all night.

Anything on the gun?

Yeah. Lianna purchased it two weeks ago
at the sports emporium on Broadway.

That's two weeks after her relationship broke up.

You found a boyfriend?

No, not yet. But I know he exists.

Lianna's cell and home phone records.

Almost every call is either to
or from the hospital.

So she doesn't have a lot of friends.

She didn't have any friends
until about seven months ago.

That's when this number started to appear.

That's when this number started to appear.
It's a Jersey prefix. Cell phone. Belongs to this guy,

Jesse Kirkpatrick.

So how'd you know he's her boyfriend?

Well, the call pattern.

For six months they've been calling each other
three, four times a day, then early last month,

the pattern changed.

He was calling her, but she stopped
calling him and eventually, he gave up.

There hasn't been any
contact for the last two weeks.

Send it over to Sam at Lianna's apartment.
See if any of the other tenants recognize him.

Hello?

Oh, I'm sorry. I saw the door open.
I was hoping it was Lianna.

- Are you with the police?
- Uh, yeah. Special Agent Spade,

FBI.

So you haven't found her yet.

Who are you?

I live across the hall.

Paula Drucker. I've known Lianna
since she moved in five years ago.

Are you close?

Not close-close,

but I've seen a lot more of her since my
daughter was born -- Audrey.

She loves Lianna.

And sometimes Lianna watches her for me.

It's Paula, right?

Paula, can I ask you about
the break-in's in the building?

We were told there'd been
quite a few of them recently.

That's news to me.

Right, um, let me ask you something.

Do you recognize him?

That's Jesse. Lianna's boyfriend. Actually,

ex-boyfriend.
They split up about a month ago.

Any idea why?

No.

But she didn't take it too well.

I'm back.

- Oh, you're early.
- Oh, I gave up. It is raining too hard out there.

Hi Lianna, what's wrong?

Nothing, nothing. My contact lenses are killing me, so ...

oh, before you go, I want to give you something.

Some baby clothes ...

- Oh, you didn't have to do that.
- I wanted to.

I know it's none of my business,

but you are so smart and
beautiful and successful.

You're going to find someone else when you want to.

The clothes were way too small,
but she was trying to reach out.

What did you think of Jesse?

He's certainly cute.

He's certainly cute. But I didn't quite see them together for
the long haul. I figured she was probably just having fun.

But in the end,

when they were breaking up,
the fighting got pretty intense.

At least on his end.

Was he ever violent towards her?

I didn't think so.

But now,

who knows?

I should go.

Right. Go, go. Thank you.

Looks like another really smart
woman who's dumb about men.

It's amazing how many of those exist.

Did you locate the boyfriend yet?

Nope, not yet.

The DMV address isn't current, and the
landlord didn't have a forwarding.

But she said he works construction, and got
me in touch with his last employer.

Turns out Jesse has a bad habit of
squatting at job sites.

Did they say anything about his temper?

Yeah, as a matter of fact,

he was fired from that last job for beating
the crap out of his foreman.

He put the guy in the hospital.

Looks like we know why Lianna bought a gun.

What? You're not buying it?

I just can't get that image of her
crying out of my head. I mean ...

you guys should have seen her apartment. It was ...
it was cold, you know, impersonal, lonely ...

You think it's suicide?

Come on, this woman didn't kill herself over some guy.

And besides, it looks as if it was
her that did the breaking up.

Well, I did some research.

It turns out that female doctors are twice as likely to take
their own lives as women in the general population.

They say it's because medicine attracts perfectionists.

And perfection can't ever be attained.

Lianna was number one in her med school class.

She won The Anderson Fellowship, The Sterling Prize.

She's been published in JAMA,
The New England, Journal of Medicine,

I mean, her resume goes on and on and on and on

- and her private life, nothing, you know ...
- okay...

all right.

I'll double-check the morgues and see if they've
brought in any Jane Does with self-inflicted wounds.

Thank you.

Depressed?

Dr. Sardo was too busy to be depressed.

She sees five, six cases a day.
Most neurosurgeons average two.

What about her relationship with Dr. Mayhew?

If Dr. Sardo is really missing, it isn't
because of her ex-husband.

Oh, really? What's your theory?

There was this kid.

Zack Patterson, seven-year-old boy,
status: post bike-accident.

He went over his handlebars,
wasn't wearing a helmet.

Developed a subarachnoid bleed.

Dr. Sardo operated on him?

Three weeks ago.

He died on the table.

We did the best we could. It's that damned
aberrant vessel, no way to know it was there.

Family's waiting.

I've got another case in ten minutes.
Klein, why don't you deal with it?

I'll do it.

No, that's okay.

No, I want to.

Kid should have been wearing a helmet.

I'm sorry. We lost him.

He's dead?

I'm sorry.

He's dead?!

- My boy is dead?!
- Dr. Sardo ...

Warren, it's okay. Everything's fine.

Fine?!

You let my son die!

We waited out there an hour before
you even looked at him!

I'm sorry. We did the best that we ...

You are not going to get away with this!

I promise you that!

Did the father ever come back? Make any other threats?

No, not that I know of, but he was
pretty angry at the time.

You can't really blame them.

They waited in the emergency room for over an hour.

Can I see the file on the patient, please?

Yeah, sure. She's got it in her office.
I'll get it for you.

Figures the one time she talks to a
patient's family, the guy goes ballistic.

Why? She never talks to the families?

No, she usually makes me or
one of the other residents do it.

Why do you think she made an exception this time?

Probably because ...

he was so young.

Right.

Thank you. We're going to hang on to this for a while ...

Uh, you can't do that ...

Don't worry. Your administrator has the subpoena.

Guess it's time to visit Zack Patterson's father, huh?

I don't think so.

What do you mean? What do you got there?

It's an affidavit. Zack's family's suing the hospital.

What, you think she killed the kid?

No, Dr. Gregory did.

He was the lead surgeon.
Lianna was only called in when he got into trouble.

She's testifying for the family against him.

Uh. This can't be good for his career.

No, it can't.

Let's go talk to Dr. Gregory.

This is ridiculous.

She's out of her mind!

You didn't know Dr. Sardo was testifying against you?

No, I didn't even know there was a suit being filed.

I can't believe she'd blindside me like this.

Can you excuse me?
I need to call my lawyer.

We can't find her, she can't testify against you.

That makes you a prime suspect.

What are you talking about?
I told you, I didn't know about the suit.

She doesn't even make a credible witness.

Why not?

Come with me.

Janet,

these men are from the FBI.
They're looking for Dr. Sardo.

I think it might help if you tell them
what you saw the other night.

It's okay. Go ahead.

Last Wednesday night I was walking
past the supply cabinet, and, um ...

There really wasn't anybody else around.

And there she was pocketing some needles.

Needles and syringes are tools of the trade, aren't they?

That's true,

but we count the narcotics at every change of shift.

That night, we were missing two vials of dilaudid.

Very heavy-duty narcotic.

Why wouldn't you report that?

You don't ruin a doctor's career, especially
one as illustrious as Dr. Sardo's,

because of something someone saw.

Unless it suits your purpose.

Well, what can I say?

I guess I was loyal when she loyal.

Martin ...

Rumor has it you've found her boyfriend.

- Yeah, he's been in jail for the last 24 hours.
- Drugs?

No, squatting in a remodel on 85th and Lex.

Nice.

Woman came home, guy was kicking back on her couch,
tossing back a few beers, and watching Sportscenter.

Well, at least it wasn't porn.

They got him down at the 16th precinct.
I'm going to go pick him up.

I'm going with you.

I followed up on Lianna's phone records ...

have you ever heard of a
place called "Clear Horizons?"

Sounds like a self-help bookstore.

Close.

It's a drug treatment facility
specializing in heroin addiction.

They said that Lianna called over there inquiring
about checking a friend into their program.

Well, that lines up with the needles.

Let's say the whole friend thing is an act,

and she's the one with the problem.

Uh-uh.

I faxed over her photo.
They said they'd never seen her.

And besides, if she was just about
to enter a rehab program,

why not clear her whole
schedule. Why just that morning?

I just talked to the DEA.

They keep a database that checks prescriptions
for all level I and II narcotics.

Now, according to them, two days before she
disappeared, Dr. Sardo wrote a prescription for methadone.

It was made out to a Ronald Phelps.

Now as far as we can tell, she never
had a patient named "Ronald Phelps."

Yeah, but even if she had, what is a
neurosurgeon doing prescribing methadone?

Someone's trying to kick the H.

Maybe Ronald Phelps is the, is the
friend that we're looking for.

Dig into it. See what you can find you about him.

Well, let's go to the pharmacy
where that prescription was filled.

How long has she been missing?

No one's seen or heard from her since 9:00 on Monday night.

Which means she disappeared about
twelve hours before you were arrested.

You think I had something to do with this?

I'm just giving you the timeline, man.

I was working a job up near Lincoln Center.

Call, check it out.

Why did she have a gun?

What gun?

You know, I talked to Andy Howard, your old boss.

- Told me about the guy you put in the hospital.
- Yeah,

they guy was harassing a homeless man ...

by throwing rocks at him.

A guy does that, he deserves to have his face bashed in.

Look, I see where you're going with this.

I never laid a hand on Lianna.

Ever.

All right? I cared for her.

We're going to have a baby.

She was pregnant?

That's why we broke up.

Maybe because you didn't want her to keep it?

No,

no, I didn't.

Not at first.

Then ...

I kind of got used to the idea.

One if it's a boy ...

one if it's a girl.

That's very cute.

What's the matter?

Nothing.

Shouldn't you be laying off that stuff?

I lost the baby.

What?

When?

Two days ago.

How come you didn't tell, me?

I'm telling you now.

Lianna ...

Look, it's for the best anyway. I mean, who was I kidding?

I'd be a terrible mother.

Don't say that ...

Jesse, don't. I'm sorry I just can't.

That was the beginning of the end.

First she says she needs more space,

then she stops returning my calls.

Won't even answer the door when I stop by.

I guess she just figured I'd be useless to her.

Lianna ever do drugs, Jesse?

No way.

How about you?

I smoke a joint every once in a while.

And that's about it.

So you wouldn't have a problem
taking a drug test, would you?

Knock yourselves out.

Ronald Phelps?

Methadone prescription, right?

You either have a great memory or not enough customers.

Both,

and I'd trade you the memory for the
customers any day of the week.

Actually, Mr. Phelps was hard to forget.

Why's that?

Well, he actually brought his doctor in with him.

She wrote his prescription right in front of me.

Methadone, ten-milligram tablets,

tablets?

I thought we were getting injectable.

Tablets are just as effective.

I've had the tablets. They suck.

Fine.

Here.

Ah, that'll be 75 cents.

Tell her.

I'm going to need to see some ID.

From the both of you.

Okay.

Take a couple of minutes.

I'm timing you.

Why would a doctor come with her
patient to fill out a prescription?

Ah, neighborhood like this, a lot of
folks sell their prescriptions.

Take the cash, buy harder drugs on the street.

Maybe she was being conscientious,
making sure that didn't happen.

Have your ever known a doctor
to be that conscientious before?

Hmm ... not in thirty years.

Listen, thank you very much.

Got to find Phelps.

If they came into this pharmacy,

chances are they're in the neighborhood.

All right, thanks for your help.

Okay.

So water and power and ConEd don't have
any customers named Ronald Phelps.

How am I not surprised? Water and power
don't seem like top priorities for the guy.

What about the girl he was with?

Ah, we don't have much.

Sounds like she's his girlfriend and a junkie as well.

So what do you got?

All Dr. Sardo's checks from the past two months.
I thought it might help us find Phelps.

Verizon,

Con Ed,

VISA's less than $200.

I mean, this woman spends less than I do.

You need to get out more often.

Yeah, don't remind me.

Okay, how about this one? Tri-West Equities.

What'd she write in the memo space?

33 ... 08 134th.

- That sounds like a rent check to me.
- Yeah.

And isn't that pharmacy on 132nd?

- I'll call Jack.
- Yeah.

Rents 4-D.

Strange situation.

What do you mean?

A ritzy doctor rents a room in a dump like this?

And I can't figure out what she's
doing with those junkie kids.

Mr. Phelps, open up. It's the FBI.

Mr. Phelps!

Clear.

I got one down.

Clear.

It's a .380

It's the same caliber we found in Dr. Sardo's apartment.

Apartment next door is vacant,

but the guy down the hall says he didn't
hear anything.

Ditto the manager.

Neighborhood like this,

people mind their own business.

What was the time of death?

Oh, ballpark, about 36 hours.

About the same time Lianna went missing.

Whoever killed him can't claim self-defense.

Entry wound is in the back.

Yeah, but what's a respectable
neurosurgeon doing in a crack house?

I don't know.

Do you recognize either of them?

Her.

It was two or three days ago.

She had a nasty laceration on her
forehead, needed stitches.

Dr. Sardo brought her in here herself,

and clearly, they knew each other.

You want to tell me what happened?

I told you.

I tripped.

You want to tell me what really happened?

I have to go.

I know he did this to you.

And if the drugs you're doing don't
kill you first, he will.

Look, we can go to the police.
We can file a report.

Can I ... can I stay with you?

Of course.

I called the police, but by the time
they got here, she was gone.

She took off while Dr. Sardo was dealing with a code upstairs.

Do you remember her name?

No.

Can you check the records?

Please? It's important.

Yeah. Thanks, Danny.

So the ER nurse says the
girl's name is Wendy Halpert.

- Do we know who she is?
- No. Not yet.

Didn't that surgical resident specifically say that Dr.
Sardo never talks to her patients?

Then why is she suddenly ready to have Wendy
stay at her apartment with her?

Well,

Dr. Sardo just suffered a miscarriage.

I imagine that can have a huge
emotional impact on a woman.

It didn't only sound like she
wanted to keep the baby, though.

Oh, come on.

39 years old. Everyone she knows has kids.
Someone to come home to.

Losing that baby hurt.

You really think that's why she's attached to this girl?

Yeah, I do.

I do. My only question is, ...

... why her?

What's so special about Wendy Halpert?

Hey, Jack?

"Dear Wendy Halpert, this letter is to inform you that we
have received correspondence from your birth mother.

She has requested to make
contact with you."

The girl in this photo?

Lianna's daughter.

This letter was addressed three weeks ago.
They had just reestablished contact.

You make the decision to locate your daughter,

and then you find out she's a drug addict

living with an abusive boyfriend.
That's got to be hard.

Okay, here we go.

Wendy Halpert.

Also 25, with another address
right here in the city. 63rd and Broadway.

Let's go.

Yeah.

Miss Halpert?

Can I help you?

Uh, yeah. We're with the FBI.
We're looking for Wendy Halpert.

I'm Wendy.

Miss Halpert, were you recently
contacted by an adoption agency?

No.

Should I have been?
I mean, I am adopted.

Have you ever seen this woman before?

No.

Who is she?

Someone pretending to be you.

Her name's Michelle Holmes.

She used to work at the adoption agency.

I had to let her go.

What happened?

I caught her stealing money out of my purse.

I gave her a chance, because she's
had a pretty rough go of things.

Her mom died as a kid, and father's an ex-con.

I thought, a little stability.

We try to do that.

Thank you.

After your call,

I pulled lianna's file.

She contacted the agency about a month ago,

looking for her daughter.

Michelle took the call.

I asked her to draft the outgoing letter herself.

My guess is she never sent it.

She kept it and used it to con Dr. Sardo.

You mean she called Lianna and
pretended to be her daughter?

That's what I'm thinking.

Why would she do that?

Drugs.

Michelle was an addict.

Oh, my.

I remember Lianna.

She was only 14.

Was it a boyfriend, or ... ?

It was a boyfriend.

She was like most teenagers. They don't
think about the consequences until it's too late.

She came back to the agency a
couple of weeks after she gave up the baby.

You never get used to that.

Lianna, what are you doing here?

I came to see my baby.

Oh, honey.

She's not here.

Where is she?

She's with her family.

Her mom and her dad,

just like we talked about.

Can you tell me where they are?

I want to see her.

I can't do that. I'm sorry.

Well, can I at least write her a letter?

Of course you can.

She wrote the letter, but obviously, I couldn't send it.

It's in the file.

This is the letter?

She didn't even know who to address it to.

That's why I remember it.

Samantha.

Michelle Holmes has a pretty healthy rap sheet, including
aggravated assault with a knife last year.

She pled down from attempted murder
because she was high at the time.

So they're on the run, right,

and as far as Lianna knows, she's
protecting her daughter,

and she's going to do that at all costs ...

So where would they go?

We checked her credit cards and her ATM. Nothing.

It's not like she took out bundles
of cash before she disappeared.

Okay, maybe...

she's not going anywhere.

Maybe all she wants is to get
her daughter clean,

and then she's going to turn herself in.

Sounds like something a mother would do.

Especially a mother who feels guilty
about giving up her child.

All right.

It takes at least a week to detox off of heroin.

She needs money, so who does she turn to?

Dr. Mayhew.

Dr. Mayhew, we need to talk.

Now's not a good time. I have an appointment.

Why didn't you tell us that Lianna called you?

I don't know what you're talking about.

We're talking about the five grand
you withdrew this morning, doctor.

I believe that's my prerogative.

If you take that money to her,

you are aiding and abetting in a homicide.

She didn't kill him.

How do you know?

Because she called me last night.
She was in a total panic.

Are you okay? Where are you?

No, the FBI was here.

I'm in trouble.

Somebody got shot.

He's dead.

I don't know what to do.

Okay, just ... calm down. T-tell me what happened.

I had to get her away from him.

Who?

Wendy.

Who's Wendy?

My daughter.

Hey. Where's Phelps?

Sleeping.

What are you doing?

I'm getting you out of here.

No, no, I told you in the hospital I'm okay.

No, you told me in the hospital that
you wanted to live with me.

What's going on?

I'm taking my daughter.

I don't think so, bitch.

I think we're about done with you, so
why don't you just get the hell out of here.

I'm taking her with me.

Okay.

Easy.

Come on, Wendy.

Stop. You're hurting her!

Think you can take my girl?

You think you got that much power, huh?

We have to go.

Come on. We have to go.

Lianna, you need to call the police.

No, I can't.

Wendy is sick.

I'm not abandoning her again.

I never knew she had a daughter.

Was in a complete state of shock.

Not as shocked as she's going to be when she
finds out the woman she's with is a complete stranger.

What are you talking about?

She's being conned by the woman
who worked at the adoption agency.

I don't understand. Then why would
she save Lianna's life?

Five grand buys a lot of drugs, doctor.

Just tell us where she is.

Look, I've got the money right here.

I-I've got to give it to her in twenty minutes.
If I don't show up, she's going to leave.

Okay, why would she want to meet him here?

Heads up.

Hey.

It's not them.

There they are.

Lianna Sardo?

Who is that?

FBI.

I...

Stay back!

Got a gun.

Put the gun down.

Wendy, what are you doing?

I mean it. Get out of here or I'll kill her!

Put the gun ... down!

Don't, please. Do not hurt my daughter.
She is sick. She's very sick.

Okay, okay.

I'm putting my gun away, all right?

I'll kill her. I swear to god, I'll kill her.

Nobody's going to get hurt here. Let's just stay calm.

Michelle ...

Michelle, listen to me.

Why don't we tell Lianna the truth?

Shut up!

She deserves to know, Michelle.

Shut up!

I know it seemed like a good idea at the adoption agency, okay?

- I swear to god, I'll kill her.
- No, no, you don't want to do that.

You don't want to hurt
the only person who really cares about you.

I know how good it feels...

... to have somebody care about you like that. I know.

You don't want to hurt her, Michelle.
You don't want to hurt her. You need her.

No, no, I don't give a damn about her.

She loves you.

She loves you, and you know that,

and that's why you saved her life.

Put the gun down, honey. Put the gun down.

Lianna,

come on, come on.

You're not my daughter?

I'm sorry. I'm sorry.

No, I'm so sorry. I'm so sorry.

I feel like such an idiot.

You believed something because you wanted it to be true.
There is nothing wrong with that.

We found your real daughter.

I know this probably isn't my place,
but I have her address, and she wants to meet you.

I don't know.

That doesn't really sound like such a
good idea anymore.

if you do decide to go, I-I thought maybe ...

- ... you could give her this.
- Oh, my god.

We have a car waiting to take you home.

I'd like to go to the police station first.

- I want to make sure Michelle's okay.
- Of course.

Thank you.

"To my baby ... "

"My name is Lianna Sardo, and I'm your first mommy.

I know you have another mommy now, which ...

... makes me happy.

I hope she's nice.

Please don't cry when you're sad because one day ...

... when I'm older,

I'll buy a car and find you ... so that we can be together.

Until then, please remember that ...

I love you very much.

That's it.

Makes me sad.

You see a lot of sad things.

This feels different.

Why?

I ...

I don't know.