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You never know when you're gonna see someone

for the last time.

Looking back, it seemed like such a normal moment.

You wish you'd made a bigger fuss,

or maybe just grabbed them and held on.

That's me, Donna.

- Hey.

You sure you'll be okay?

- Uh-huh. You sure you'll be okay?

- How much furniture can one family have?

Don't look in the garage.

- Did you buy more wood?

- I'm making something extra special for the nursery.

- Honey, what about our budget?

Diapers are expensive.

- I'll find more clients

and make up the difference, trust me.

Love you.

Love you.

It was a year ago

and we were so excited about the baby,

Diana or Dalia?

I'm thinking Alice or Mirabelle.

So that's my husband, Scott. - Thanks for visiting.

Scott Dusk.

- Can I get a high five?

He was a good man,

and he was gonna be a great dad.

Enjoy your new home.

We had a moving company, From Donna To Dusk.

I'm the Donna.

We had his and her trucks.

- Hello?

Hey, whoa, whoa, whoa, slow down.

Okay, I'm in your neighborhood.

Meet me at the corner of St. Paul and Cawston.

I'll come pick you up.

And that's the night that my life changed forever.

I can still hear the sirens

and see the red and blue lights.

Their footsteps coming to the door.

And then they told me he was dead.

Donna Fender, I'm sorry to inform you, but...

I tried to put Scott in the past

and out of my mind...

But I was angry, needing answers,

trying to make sense of all of this.

I always found myself drifting towards that place,

the spot where he died.

And now this is my new reality.

That's my brother, Mason.

- Please, I'm begging, begging the community for help.

- We understand the police are working tirelessly

to find whoever stole our child.

If you have any information, I beg you to come forward

and help us find her.

I don't know those people.

My heart goes out to them, but I've got my own problems.

- It's okay, Donna, it's okay.

It's okay, you're okay.

You're okay.

Donna, you were in a car accident.

You've been in a coma for seven days.

Seven days.

- My baby.

- Your brother, Mason, he's been taking care of her

while you were asleep.

My brother.

- She's fine.

- Did I give birth during the coma?

- You weren't pregnant when you came in, Donna.

Your baby's about three months old.

Where's my baby?

You're lucky she survived the accident unscathed.

- Three months old.

It sounds like you're experiencing

retrograde amnesia.

My baby.

It's common after an accident like that.

- Oh my god, Mason.

- Donna.

- Is this my girl?

- Yeah.

My baby, come.

- She's beautiful. What's her name?

- Donna's experiencing some memory loss.

She doesn't remember the birth.

Oh, shoot.

- I'll be back in a few minutes.

- Hey.

- So what did I call her?

Alice or Mirabelle?

- I actually wouldn't know.

- You wouldn't know?

What's that supposed to mean?

You're my brother.

- Donna, you told me you had a miscarriage.

A miscarriage?

No.

- Are you okay?

Hey, are you okay?

This can't be happening.

- Hey, hey, you okay?

Should I get the doctor?

- Did I actually tell you that?

- Yeah, not just me, everyone.

Then you fell off the map,

said you were going traveling.

If you hadn't gotten into an accident,

I wouldn't have even known you were back.

Why does she feel like a stranger's child?

- Let me grab the door.

Okay, here we go.

One, two.

- Oh.

- Yeah, take your time.

- Did I ever find out who hit Scott?

- No.

- Where's my moving truck?

- It's totaled.

Donna, your baby.

- Right.

- You told me you donated all of Scott's stuff.

- Apparently I told you a lot of things.

Don't touch anything.

- Hey, here we are, see.

Hey, I got this, go get some rest.

Hey, shut off the alarm.

I'll check on your baby.

- Okay.

- Hi.

Is this Donna Fender?

Yes, this is Donna Fender.

Passcode.

- Passcode 1993.

Do you know what happened, ma'am?

- I'm not sure what happened.

Possibly an attempt to break in.

Could you send someone?

Someone will be there in 10 minutes.

- Yeah, 10 minutes, that's great.

Thank you.

Thank you.

- Bye.

- The baby is fine, I don't...

All the doors are locked

and I don't see anyone out there.

Do you have security cams?

- Should I turn the cameras off?

Keep this private?

- No.

- Where were you?

- Ah, I took a drive just to clear my head.

- You were seeing him again, weren't you?

- My daughter disappears, you think my first thought

is to go have an affair.

Oh.

- If I find out you're lying,

that video goes to every news station in the state.

- Okay, let's see.

- We have something.

- Is that Amira?

- Who?

- Amira Weston.

A friend from high school.

That looks like her, right?

- Of course you would recognize Amira.

- What are you implying?

- I don't know.

Maybe if you hadn't banged her and ghosted her,

she would've still be my friend.

I haven't spoken to her in years.

- Okay, well, I have.

- Okay, I didn't know that.

- Whatever. What is she doing here?

- I don't know,

but can we just leave it to the police please?

They're gonna be here any second.

- Okay, look, Donna, something weird is happening.

The same day you got into the accident, Amira

and her husband were on the news.

Their three month old baby is missing,

a baby that weirdly looks a lot like the baby you showed up

at the hospital with.

- What are you saying?

- I'm saying a woman whose baby is missing is showing up

at your house in the middle of the night.

- You think I stole Amira's child?

- I don't know.

Police, open up.

- Okay, what are we gonna say?

- Are you all sure you don't want me

to look over the footage?

Your security dispatcher said it was motion triggered

before the alarm started.

- We already looked and it was a stray dog.

Guess he wanted inside.

- Yeah, again, we are so sorry you had to drive

all this way.

- No problem at all, you guys have a good night.

- You too. - Yeah, you too.

- First to check the security cameras,

report all license plates.

Cleo will come home to us.

- Its uncanny, isn't it?

- All babies are cute and pugy.

Besides, I think she looks more like Scott than Amira,

or anyone else for that matter.

- Does she look like Scott

or do you want her to look like Scott?

- Okay, so what do we do?

Do we just wait till my memory comes back?

- I don't know.

Start with the DNA test, then if our hunch is right,

we bring Cleo back to her parents.

- Thought you didn't work today.

- Seems you've made work for me.

He's still texting you, asking to see you.

- I obviously haven't been texting him back,

seeing as how you've had my phone.

- If he won't listen to reason, maybe he'll listen to pain.

- Please don't hurt him.

- You will not protect a man

who insists on ruining our marriage.

- Okay.

- I think I'll pay our friend a visit.

- Just open up, okay.

Oh, I know, I know, I just need a little bit more.

Yeah, it's okay.

There we go, that's all we need.

- Hey, hey, come.

Oh, oh, here's that big, big girl.

There you go. Ooh.

- Mason, if I did have a miscarriage and I did steal her,

does that make me a criminal?

- I don't know what you want me to say.

- I want you to say that you know me.

I want you to say that you know

that I would never do something like this.

- To be honest with you, Donna, I don't know you.

After Scott died, the sister I knew ceased to exist.

- I would never take somebody's child for no reason.

- Wanting your own baby is a reason.

- Is it so hard for you to believe

that she could possibly be mine?

That maybe she's the last piece of Scott left in this world.

- Scott left his mark on everyone he knew.

He was my best friend too, remember?

I had diapers.

- I'll go to the store.

- No, go to my place.

When you were in the hospital,

I brought the little one home with me

and stocked up on all the supplies.

- Okay.

- I hope she's yours, Donna.

I really do.

- Thank you, I do too.

Ugh.

- There's no use in hiding, I know you're in here.

- No.

- Open up.

I said open up now.

- No, please, don't.

Please, don't, please don't.

- Who are you? Answer me.

- No, please. Donna Fender.

- You know, I was hoping our paths would cross some day.

- What do you want from me?

- I think we might be able to help each other.

So why don't you stand up before somebody notices

you acting oddly.

See, I'm not here to hurt you.

I'm the same as you, just searching for answers.

So tell me, why would my wife be calling your husband

in the middle of the night?

- I think you must be mistaken, my husband,

my husband is dead.

- I've done my research, I don't make mistakes.

From my wife's phone.

- I don't understand, that's his number and the date,

that's the date that he died.

- Well, I'm sorry for your loss.

A shame you couldn't answer my questions though,

but maybe that'll change.

Oh, and you might wanna get the tire looked at.

- Finally, had to get the diapers delivered.

But luckily, you are right on time,

it's breakfast for dinner.

Geez, what the hell happened to you?

- Scott was having an affair.

- That is insane, why would you even think that?

- That guy, the one from the video, Amira's husband,

he came after me and he tried to kill me.

He must have been following me.

- Are you okay?

- Am I okay?

No, I am scared to death and I'm betrayed

by my dead husband.

I wanna hate him, but he is not even alive to hate.

It's so messed up.

- I'm sure there's just a misunderstanding.

Maybe he somehow knows you're connected

to his missing baby, to Cleo.

- No, no, he was talking about Amira,

he knew she was having an affair.

He showed me her phone record.

- A phone record?

- Yes, it was an outgoing call to Scott's number.

Maybe he was going to see her.

- Scott loved you, okay.

He would never cheat on you.

- No, but listen, it makes sense, right?

He dies, I have a miscarriage.

Maybe I then find out he is having an affair with Amira

and then I kidnap her baby as revenge.

- Okay, where are you going?

- One second.

- What the hell is this?

- What's Leon and Mira's home address?

- How would I know that?

- It's in the background of that video.

Can you check please?

- I don't know, kinda looks like Pine Canyon.

- Pine Canyon, look, the address of Scott's last move

was Pine Canyon.

Maybe he wasn't going for a move at all,

maybe he was going to see her.

- Okay, you're jumping to conclusions without any facts.

You had a brain injury and you're not thinking straight.

Honestly, this is just ridiculous.

- Okay, no, well, there's only one way to find out.

- There's nothing to find out.

- Yes, listen to me.

Scott and I had this location share app.

Every time I was in a location where he was at,

my phone would ping.

I didn't care about it that much until after he passed.

And then I would be at a random bakery across town,

and then my phone would ping and I would think to myself,

Scott's been here.

- So?

- So we go to the house and we see if my phone pings.

- Look, I don't think so, I...

- Then we'd have our answer and maybe we're both right.

Maybe she's Amira's daughter, but maybe she's Scott's too.

- The annual doctor's gala is on the 28th,

I'm told they're presenting me with an award

for that stent technique I was telling you about.

- That's amazing.

- What's wrong?

- Our daughter.

- No, no, no, no.

That's not it, you're scared I hurt him, aren't you?

- Didn't you?

- Well, have you pictured it?

Me quarrying him in his own home,

making him feel weak and vulnerable.

He shook with fear, practically begged for forgiveness.

- You are sick.

- Love sick, yes.

But sadly, he wasn't home.

So I guess we'll just have to wait to find out

how sick I really am.

- Okay, well, we can't just go up to their door,

and see if their phone gets a notification.

If this is baby Cleo, we need to be careful.

- What do you suggest?

- I don't know, you're the pro.

You've been to more houses than anyone I know.

- Well, what if they have security cameras?

- Well, keep your hood up and your head down.

The reason we recognized Amira

is she kept looking up towards the cameras.

Just pretend they're not even there and you should be fine.

- Why me?

- You're kidding.

- Can you do it, please?

- You're smaller and faster than me.

You're more likely to get a plea deal if caught

and oh yeah, this was your ridiculous scheme

in the first place.

You're doing this.

Okay, I'll circle back to get you.

If I stay parked here, people might get suspicious.

- Okay, be quick.

I'm gonna be back in a minute.

- Hurry.

- There was a woman at his house in his bedroom.

I guess he gave up waiting for you.

- Oh.

- She was beautiful in a wildly untethered way.

- Well, that's good, isn't it?

He's moved on so can we.

- Yes.

I've missed you.

The woman I married, Mira.

- Leon, our daughter is missing.

- I think it's time we had a private conversation about us.

- Please, Leon, not tonight.

- Get up.

You expect me just to play husband

while you're off spreading your legs for all of Arizona.

You're mine.

- Get off of me.

- You want your baby back?

I'll give you a baby.

- Get away from me.

- Is this what our marriage has come to,

me having to force myself on you just to feel something?

- This is not a marriage, this is a prison.

- No, it's not fair.

You can leave whenever you want and face the repercussions.

- No, I didn't mean to do it.

You know it was an accident.

- Is pointing a knife against your husband's chest

just an accident?

- This is self-defense.

- I think the law might disagree.

- Oh my God.

Oh my God, there's somebody out there. Look.

- There's nobody out there.

- No, I swear to God, somebody was out there.

- Let's just hope they don't report anything.

Now, are we ready for a civil conversation?

- Yes, my love.

- So?

- Nothing, Scott's never been here.

- Okay, well, it's settled then.

He wasn't having an affair, Leon was mistaken.

- Leon was...

- What?

Did they see you?

- No, I saw him and he was forcing himself on her,

and she was screaming for help.

I wanted to do something, I didn't know what to do.

Mason, we have to help her.

- Okay, well, we wanna stay anonymous,

so we shouldn't use our own phones.

There's an old motel on eighth.

Let's call the police and get outta here.

I'll be right back.

- Shh, it's okay, it's okay.

- We received a call from a neighbor stating

that they heard screams coming from the house, any comment?

- Screams?

- Huh.

- Yeah, I believe the phrase they used

was like a woman fighting for her life.

Oh God, this is so embarrassing.

I'm sorry, officer, I think that the neighbors

were confusing screams of fear with those of.

- Passion.

- Yeah.

- Wait, didn't your daughter just disappear?

- We don't appreciate our grief,

or our sex life being scrutinized by the police department.

Now, if there's nothing else, we'd like to go to bed.

- Yeah, have a good night.

- Thank you.

- Yeah, do you wanna come outside with me?

We are gonna go check the mail, okay.

I so badly want you to be mine.

Please help me remember. Okay.

Okay, let's go.

- Hey, what you got?

I haven't seen you this excited for the mail

since we were kids writing letters to Santa.

- It's the DNA results.

- What? Okay.

- I'm a genetic match.

- Really?

- Mason, she's mine.

- Are you serious?

- Don't act so surprised.

Here, look.

- You're a match.

- Hi.

- But it's only a 23% match.

- You obviously read that wrong. 23%.

That doesn't make any sense.

That would mean what, like I was a relative or something?

- It is not a mistake.

- What do you mean?

She's mine, she has to be.

- Look, Donna, there's something I have to tell you.

- Okay?

- Okay, this is kind of hard to say.

- Enough with the suspense, just spit it out.

You're freaking me out.

- Okay, when you told me that Leon attacked you

at my apartment, I knew what it was about

and it had nothing to do with Scott.

- I'm not following.

- Okay, as you can imagine, Leon didn't come to my apartment

to attack you, he came to find, well, me.

- You let me believe that my husband was cheating.

You let my heart break in a whole new way when it was you.

- Okay, I am so sorry.

Really, I am.

When I was seeing Amira, she was gonna leave him.

She said that she was getting her documents together

to get a divorce.

I thought their marriage was over.

We were seeing each other every day.

Donna, I loved her.

I thought this was the girl I was gonna end up with.

I thought she was the one and then Scott died

and everything changed.

I needed support, but Amira ghosted me and I thought

that was her way of showing her true colors, but really.

- Leon found out about the affair.

Did you know she was pregnant?

- Of course not.

Donna, I was ashamed.

I'm so sorry.

- So this baby's yours and Amira's?

- I swear to you I didn't know.

Not until you showed me the DNA test,

then it all of a sudden, it just clicked.

- Still doesn't explain why I have her,

and why Scott's number is on Amira's phone.

All of this is not making any sense to me.

- We need to talk to Amira without Leon finding out.

- Has she ever sent you her location?

- You have time to eat?

- I have to head to the hospital

and start prepping for surgery.

- Mm.

- Are you planning on going anywhere today?

- Ah, just the grocery store.

We're out of, well, pretty much everything.

- In case I need to contact you.

Don't make me regret this.

- I won't.

You can trust me.

- We'll see.

- Bye.

- I see her.

Do you want me to go?

- No, I think it's best

that you stay here in case he's with her.

- Tell her Cleo's safe, and I'm sorry.

- I will.

Mira, hi, it's Donna.

- What are you doing here?

- I came to talk to you.

I saw a video of you talking about your missing baby.

- Donna, keep your voice down please.

I thought we had an understanding.

- An understanding?

- Okay, meet me in the back alley.

Just wait a few minutes before following me.

- Amira.

- What's going on?

- That's what I was gonna ask you.

You're freaking me out.

- What?

- I was in a car accident, I have memory loss.

- Is Cleo okay?

- Yeah, no, she's fine.

I don't understand why I have her.

- You have her because I gave her to you.

You're her guardian.

- How, how could I be her legal guardian?

- Any way you like.

I don't care what story you tell,

say you lied about your miscarriage or you adopted her.

Just no one can ever know she's mine.

- Why? Like, why would you give her to me?

Why would you give up your baby?

- I'm not giving her up, I'm saving her.

Sorry, sorry I came to your house the other night.

I just missed her.

I was hoping to catch a glimpse, but...

You really don't remember?

- Can you help me remember, please?

- The night you were in the hospital for your miscarriage,

I was there too.

I was six months pregnant with a dislocated shoulder.

And we agreed that after I had the baby,

I would hand her over to you.

Donna, you were never meant to lose your baby.

I was never meant to have one.

- So why, why you send out an amber alert?

- Because of Leon.

He can never know.

- Yeah, but you can divorce him.

You can have Cleo back.

- No.

- You can start over.

- No, I can't leave him.

- Why not?

Stop, please, please don't come near, he'll know.

He always knows.

- No, wait, Amira.

- Take care of our little girl.

- You have your answer, she's yours.

Sweetheart.

- Hey, how was your day?

- It was good.

Saved a life, a few actually.

I am starving.

I thought you went grocery shopping today.

- Oh, you know, I didn't have time, so take out.

- What were you doing?

- I was just tidying up, really.

- That's funny.

I drove by the food mart, saw your car.

- Oh, yeah, I know, I did drive there.

They just were closed,

so maybe for renovations or something.

- Ah, but I thought you said you didn't have time.

I thought that they were closed.

You're seeing him again, weren't you?

- He ambushed me.

I had no idea he was gonna be there.

So I just dropped my groceries and I ran.

You have to believe me.

I swear, please.

I swear.

- Amira.

- Please, you're scaring me.

- I'm gonna ask you a question,

and I want you to take a moment

to think about it before you answer, okay?

- Okay.

- Have I ever lied to you?

- No, and I'm sorry I lied to you.

I just didn't think that it was the right thing to do.

- It's okay, it's okay, I forgive you.

Just forget about it.

And I promise you, if you open this door,

no harm will come to you.

I love you.

- You promise?

- Cross my heart.

- It's open.

- I'm sorry I frightened you.

I don't wanna fight.

I love you.

Come here, come here.

This will hurt a bit.

- What are you doing?

- Oh, I was just cleaning up.

I thought that...

- You thought what?

You could just throw out my things without asking.

- Hey, these aren't your things.

It's been a year, Donna,

it's time to start letting go.

- Yeah, it's been a year for everyone else except me.

I can barely remember mourning him.

You can't just...

I can't do this.

How dare you?

- I'm sorry.

Look, I'm sorry, I should have asked.

- You know what, I don't understand why you're trying

to get rid of him.

I don't understand why everyone's just trying to wipe away

the last final pieces of him.

- Hey, hey, Scott's clothes, his glasses, his books,

they're just things, Donna, that's not him.

I'm sorry, I'm sorry.

And look while I was cleaning up,

I found something, looked important.

You should see it, come.

I'm sorry.

I found this.

- I was wondering where this box went.

- What is it?

- It's the time codes

from the traffic surveillance camera

the night of the accident.

It was tampered with, obviously.

- All right, look here.

Looks like these are all the moves he did

the month leading up towards the accident.

- The police said that they interviewed every single person

and they had nothing but good and amazing things

to say about Scott in the move.

There was no motive.

- Well, you have these two names circled, Kate and Jordan.

- Yeah, supposedly they were the last people to see him.

He moved them into their home right before the crash.

- And you think they had something to do

with this, tampered with the truck?

- I think at first I wanted to believe that

and have someone to blame.

But the crime scene investigator said that the vehicle

that swiped him was blue.

Nothing else would leave these kinds of marks.

- Hmm.

- Driving up and down the street trying to find the vehicle

that killed him was one of the last things

that I remember before everything went black.

- Do you remember who was?

- Wait, do you hear that?

- What?

- It sounds like the back door.

- No, I don't hear anything.

- No, no, I'm almost positive.

Maybe it's not properly shut.

- Okay, fine, I'll check on it.

- Leon, Leon, please.

Alexa, call Donna.

Calling Donna.

- I hope that you're in heaven with our baby.

If you two are together,

please just gimme a sign.

Hello.

Donna, it's me Amira.

- I can barely hear you, are you okay?

- I need you to come over.

- Oh, okay. You sound very distant.

Can you get closer to the speaker?

- I need. I need help.

Leon tied me up and I can't get free.

My wrists are killing me.

- Okay, slow down, what happened?

Should I call the police.

- No, no police.

I need you to come over, I need help.

Leon isn't here, please.

- It's okay, I'm on my way.

- Nope, the door was closed, I told you.

Donna, Donna.

Donna, you here?

Hello, Donna.

- Amira.

Donna, I'm right here.

- Donna. Cleo, sweetheart, daddy's here.

- Yes, you're right about that.

Drop the bat.

- Hey.

- Drop the bat.

Drop the bat.

- Okay, okay.

- We finally meet.

Sit down.

You know, I imagine punishing the man

who turned my wife into a common whore,

and I imagine punishing the freak who stole my child.

Never in my wildest imagination did I picture it

to be the same lowly man.

Call it a blindness of mine.

- Oh.

- Can you move your fingers?

- You know what the sound of a firing bullet could do

to an adult, let alone an infant.

I've seen babies come in with perforated ear drums,

they never heal the way we hope.

- Hey, come on.

Do whatever you want to me, just leave Cleo alone, please.

- I was hoping you'd say that.

- You must be drugged.

We have to get you to a hospital.

- No.

- You can't stay here.

- If we go to a hospital, they're gonna call the police.

- Which is a good thing.

- Please, no, police.

- Okay, but you're coming home with me, you have no choice.

- Okay, okay.

- Here, here.

Mason. Mason, oh my God, Mason.

Call an ambulance.

- You know what, I think I can fix him.

- No, call an ambulance, Amira.

Can you hear me?

- Ah.

Look at me.

- Yeah.

- Where is Cleo?

- Leon.

- No, Amira.

Hey, it's okay, I'm calling an ambulance, here.

Just breathe.

Looks like we switched places.

- Yeah, well, lucky me.

- What are we gonna tell the police?

- The truth. Leon entered the house

and attacked me with a gun.

- Yeah, okay, well, I'm sure they're really gonna

be sympathizing considering we kidnapped their baby.

We're gonna look like the bad guys,

Leon is gonna look like the hero.

- No, he would've called the police by now

if he was gonna turn us in.

We tell them the whole story.

Amira was being abused, and then gave the baby to you

to keep it outta harm's way.

And then Leon goes psycho to get his baby back

and tries to kill me.

- I know that is the truth, but Amira didn't even want

the police involved.

How do we know she's even gonna corroborate that story?

- That's not her problem anymore.

- But.

- We meet again. Donna, Mason.

- Leon Weston attacked me.

- Where is she?

- I'm not sure how we're gonna explain the return

of baby Cleo, are you?

- Hi, it's okay, mama's here.

I got you.

- Is she mine?

- Okay. Oh, oh, baby girl.

What?

- Is Cleo mine?

- It shouldn't matter.

- Of course it matters.

You brought this upon yourself.

All of it.

- You're not gonna kill me.

If you were, you would've done it by now.

- You are right.

I don't have to kill you, your friend will do it for me.

- She knows?

- Not yet, but she will.

Police, open up.

- Does the name Mason Fender mean anything to you?

- Could have been one of my patients.

- Well, he claims he harbored your missing daughter.

- Did you find her?

- No. He also claims that you entered his home,

beat him with the butt of your gun

and took your daughter back.

- Well, if that were true,

I'd be one hell of a detective now, wouldn't I?

- He also says he harbored the girl

under your wife's instructions,

that he's the biological father.

- None of this is true as far as I'm aware,

but maybe my wife has something to say

about who fathers her children.

- That's a good point.

I would actually love to speak to Amira.

- Wouldn't we both?

- She isn't here?

- You just missed her.

- Look, we're gonna be sending a forensic team

into Mason's house.

If you or Amira were there, we'll know.

- I'd like to make a phone call.

Speak with my lawyer.

- Hello, this is Donna speaking.

- How is Mason holding up?

- Leon.

- Tell Mason he made a mistake.

He saw me on the news and he got confused.

- He's already pressed charges.

- Tell him to call the police station and have him drop it.

- You'll have a hard time convincing him to do that.

- Not even save to his own child's life?

That's right.

I know Cleo isn't mine,

and that's not the only information that I have.

Don't you wanna know who killed your husband?

Tell Mason to have the charges dropped,

and I'll show you the video surveillance from that night.

- Did you kill Scott?

- You've been waiting for your answer,

now here's your chance.

- Mason.

- They won't let us leave, can you believe that?

Apparently both of our places are potential crime scenes

and until we get... What?

- Leon just called me, he threatened to hurt Cleo

if we don't drop the charges by midnight,

she's gonna be dead.

- Hey, he's just saying that to scare us.

- He knows that she isn't his.

We can't take the risk.

- So I suppose your lawyer's joining us downtown.

- I'm not sure yet.

- Montrose here.

Mason's dropping all charges.

- Is this a joke?

- No. He's claiming that it wasn't Leon

and that it was some John Doe.

We can't hold him.

- Hello?

- I'm waiting for you.

Please, right this way.

I applaud you for speaking with Mason.

We'll all benefit from his choice today.

- I just need some answers.

- And you will get them, as promised.

- This isn't real.

- Of course, it's real.

- It's Amira?

- Probably drunk.

He swerved to avoid her and he died.

- I can't watch this.

- And what did she do to help him?

- She just left him there.

- She led you to believe that she was your friend,

but your husband might still be alive

if she at least tried to help him,

or at the very least called an ambulance.

This is why she never wanted to go to the police.

She's too afraid to tell the truth.

She's a killer, your husband's killer.

For your husband, for your baby girl you may not have lost

if you weren't mourning the death of your husband.

She's on the highway, heading out of town,

but you can still catch her.

- No, no, no, no.

Oh, come on, please.

- I know, it's okay.

Sweetheart, you're okay.

You're okay.

Oh, God.

Honey, you are gonna be safer here without me, okay?

Mommy always loves you, okay honey. Okay.

- Amira.

- You killed him.

You just left him on the road.

- I'm so sorry, Donna.

- Why didn't you help him, why?

- Scott, Scott told me to run.

Scott saved me, Donna.

- He talked to you?

- It was the first night Leon laid a hand on me.

- Leon, I have some big news.

- I believe I already know what it is.

- What are you doing?

- What am I doing?

I'm coming home every single night to my wife.

I am dedicating myself to this marriage.

What are you doing?

- Leon.

Yes.

- That was one time.

- The 58 pictures and six months of texts suggest otherwise.

Who is he?

Who is he?

- I knew Scott was Mason's best friend.

And I knew Scott was one of the few people

that Mason didn't have any connections to.

- Hello?

I'm so sorry,

I didn't know who else to call.

- Hey, whoa, whoa, whoa, it's okay.

You can tell me, I'm listening.

- I'm finally doing it.

I'm leaving Leon for good, but I can't call Mason.

Leon's on a war path, he's gonna kill him.

- Are you safe?

- Yeah, I think I will be if I could just get out of here.

Listen, I need a place to stay tonight.

- Okay, I'm in your neighborhood.

Meet me at the corner of St. Paul and Cawston.

I'll come pick you up.

Thank you.

- But in the end, it didn't matter and I'm so sorry.

- You can't run from this.

- Oh, God.

- I knew that if Leon caught me, he would kill me.

I thought I was free.

I thought he was gone.

- Oh my God.

- Go, run.

Run, run.

- I'm so sorry.

- He told you run.

So you had no idea how serious his injuries were.

- I shouldn't have listened.

I should have called 911.

I should have turned myself in, but I was pregnant

and all I could do was think about the life

that I was growing.

And the guilt of leaving him there just...

It started to get to me, so I left Mason

and I started following you

because I wanted to make sure you were okay.

And then you had your miscarriage,

and I just felt so responsible.

Scott's the reason why I'm alive.

You lost everything because of me,

so the only thing that made sense was giving you Cleo,

a life for a life.

- A life for a life.

- But that night has been haunting me.

I will turn myself in if that's what you want me to do.

- No, no, Leon should be the one to turn himself in.

- Yeah, but there's no way to prove that Leon had anything

to do with this.

- There's always a way, we're gonna find it.

- Wait, who's that?

- That's Leon.

- Run.

- I have service, I'm calling the police.

Come on, come on.

- Seems you've all made up.

How wonderful.

911, what's your emergency?

- Hi, this is Amira Weston, my husband is about to kill me.

We are off exit 17.

- Go, go, go, go, go, go, go.

Ma'am. can you gimme your location again, ma'am?

- Oh no, please.

- If you'd just done your part, I wouldn't have to kill you.

- Please.

- It's funny how fast you forgive your husband's killer,

don't you think?

- His death is on you.

- Are those your last words?

Time passed slowly.

Amira sold the house and let me go get Leon's laptop.

I deleted that awful video for both of us,

or all of us, so Scott could rest in peace.

I started to let go of the past,

and was able to see a future again.

Even though he's gone, his legacy will live on forever.

I finally donated some of Scott's things.

Cleo is a year old today,

and we all ready for a fresh start.

Hi.

Oh, thank you so much for coming,

it's so nice to see you.

Hi. Oh, you didn't have to bring these, thank you.

- Hi, happy birthday, Cleo.

- Thank you so much for hosting.

Your place looks amazing.

- Do you like it?

I did a little redecorating.

I think I have a new calling. Hi.

Hi, happy birthday.

- We're at auntie's house.

- I thought you said no presents.

- I know. I mean, I couldn't help myself.

I need to be Cleo's favorite aunt,

so I need to get her the best present.

- Oh, look at this. May we?

- Should we open it? - Yeah, let's open it.

Are you ready?

- What is it? - What is it?

- Wow.

- She's gonna love this.

Look at this.

- I figured I would get her introduced

to the family business a little early.

- Oh my gosh, really?

- Yep.

- Do you wanna see?

I'm gonna teach you how to drive one day.

- Not in a million years.

Of everyone in this family,

you have the worst driving record.

What is that now?

Four fender benders in the last year.

- Five, actually if you include last week.

- Uh, last week?

Your insurance must be through the roof.

- It's okay, we struck up a deal.

A couple dates in return for getting off the hook.

- Well, only you could get a poor sucker to fall

for a deal like that.

- Hey, be nice.

- Be nice.

Who is this guy?

- Well, you're gonna meet him.

- Oh.

- Oh wait, I think that might be him now.

One sec.

- Okay.

Okay.