Original subtitles

[Rebecca Godfrey] On its face, this story is the opposite of a fairy tale.

[♪ ominous music playing]

But that's only until you consider what fairy tales are really about.

♪

Girls punished for selfishness

or for no reason at all.

They're tales of horror...

and wonder.

Of innocence and beauty.

[fence rattling]

Of violence and sin.

♪

In fairy tales, there's danger everywhere.

Beware the troll under the bridge.

- [buzzer blaring] - [door slams]

- [people clamoring] - [banging]

But in November of 1997,

the danger had never looked quite like this before.

This story would haunt the island for years to come.

It forever changed a fact that once seemed so immutable,

so fundamental.

Young girls in Victoria were the ones we were supposed to protect.

[footsteps approach]

Not be protected from.

[♪ dramatic crescendo]

[♪ cymbal rolls]

- [birds chirping] - [crowd chatter]

- [students chattering] - [car engine starts]

- I can't even. - It was so funny.

- I love you. - I love you.

- We were 100% there for her! - Hey, guys!

[student] See you guys tomorrow.

[chatter continues]

[car horn honking]

[chatter continues]

[brakes squeal]

- [Raj Masihajjar] Hey! - You're the best, Rajmama.

- [door creaks] - [sighs]

Thanks for getting me.

Oh yeah, of course. Anything to show off these sweet wheels, right?

- [grumbles] Okay. [laughs] - How was school?

You did go, right?

- For half the day. I went after lunch. - Reena.

It was gym day! I hate those stupid shorts they make us wear.

[Raj] Okay, well, if you don't go,

well, I'm thinkin' maybe I need to take your present back to the store.

You got it?

- [opens glove compartment] - [laughs]

- [shuts glove compartment] - No way.

That's the one, right?

- I guess so. - [opens CD case]

- [puts in CD] - [CD player whirring, clicking]

[♪ "Going Back to Cali" by The Notorious B.I.G. playing in car]

Okay.

Can we drive through View Royal?

Sure.

♪ I'm going going, back back ♪

♪ To Cali Cali Cali, uh ♪

♪ I'm going going, back back, to Cali Cali ♪

♪ Uh, uh, we know, we know ♪

- [♪ song continues on radio] - That's Connor Fields.

- [car rumbles by] - [♪ muffled bass]

[insects chirping]

♪ Celly-celly with my homeboy Lance ♪

Is that who you're lookin' for?

No, it's just, um, Josephine just likes him.

- ♪ At the Versace store ♪ - Josephine, eh?

♪ Said she suck it 'til I ain't got no more ♪

Hey, I thought you were done with those Seven Oaks girls.

Still cool with Dusty.

♪ Say it's yummy, then [censored] your man ♪

- ♪ What's your plan, is it to rock... ♪ - [Raj] Okay. Well,

listen, maybe it's-it's time

that you just focus on your family for a bit.

- ♪ Hoes exquisite, Cali ♪ - [shifts gear]

♪ I'm going going, back back ♪

- [unbuckles seatbelt] - ♪ To Cali Cali ♪

- I wanna get out of here. - Wait, here? I-I thought we were...

- Hey, hey! - [tires squeal]

- [♪ song stops] - What are you doing? Reena! Reena!

[♪ tense music playing]

- [crows cawing] - [dog barking]

[distant car alarm]

[Reena Virk] Yo, Dusty! [laughs]

- What up? - [Dusty Pace] What's up?

[both giggle]

[exhales]

- Where's Jo? - [soft laugh]

- The princess is in her room. - [sighs]

'Kay, come on.

- Come on! - [Dusty] I'm comin'.

[♪ hip hop music playing]

Hi, Jo. Hi, Jo-Jo.

[Josephine Bell] What the fuck is that?

[high-pitched] Um, I'm your monkey

that's been hidden under your three-month-old dirty laundry.

- [laughter] - Can I, can I have a cigarette, please?

[Josephine] Oh, bitch. You know I bummed a cigarette today

from some guy in Rudd's Park, and he was like,

"Are you the Josephine Bell?"

[Kelly laughs]

Yeah, apparently he heard what I did to that bitch from Esquimalt.

Wait, what happened?

Me and Jo, we crashed this party, and this bitch kept pissing her off.

Getting on my fucking nerves, talking about this locket,

saying how her parents got it from Tiffany's,

and she was so grateful.

So, I just went up to her, and that's when I went...

- bam! Yanked it from her neck. - Fuck.

[friends laughing]

- [Reena] And what'd she do? - [Josephine giggles]

She fuckin' invited me to the next party. That's for sure.

- [Dusty] Oh shit. - [Josephine] That's how you get respect.

- No one fucks with C.M.C. - [lighter clicks]

- Long live C.M.C. - [radio scrubbing, static]

- [smashes] - [Josephine] Fuck's sake!

- [shuts off radio] - This station is ass lately.

- Hey, you know I got the new Biggie CD. - [lighter clicks]

[Dusty] Are you serious? Let me see that shit!

Gimme.

- [muffled house chatter] - [indistinct whispering]

[opens CD case, puts CD in player]

♪ Biggie, uh! ♪

[♪ "Kick In the Door" by The Notorious B.I.G. playing]

♪ This goes out to you! ♪

[all singing] ♪ This goes out to you! ♪

♪ You! You! Uh! ♪

♪ Your reign on the top was short like leprechauns ♪

♪ As I crush so-called Willies, thugs, and rapper-dons ♪

♪ Get in that ass, quick fast, like Ramadan ♪

♪ It's that rap phenomenon Don-Dadda, fuck Poppa ♪

♪ You gotta call me Francis M.H. ♪

♪ White in tank-light totes, tote iron! ♪

♪ Was told in shootouts, stay low, and keep firin' ♪

♪ Keep extra clips for extra shit ♪

♪ Who's next, kick in the door; wavin' the .four-four! ♪

♪ All you heard was: "Poppa don't hit me no more!" ♪

♪ On ya mark, get set, when I spark, ya wet ♪

- Reena! Yo! - [friends stop singing]

Get the fuck off my bed, you're gonna break it!

[Kelly Ellard] [giggles] Fat bitch.

♪ Ask why, lyrically, I'm worser, don't front the word... ♪

[♪ song stops]

[muffled house chatter]

[puts CD back in case]

Why are you even here? Thought you moved out.

- I mean, Kelly doesn't live here either. - [Josephine] Yeah.

Kelly's my best friend.

Come on.

Connor Fields will sell us some chronic if we go to his place.

[Dusty] Come on.

Reena, you're not invited.

[door opens]

[muffled house chatter]

[sighs]

[front door shuts]

[cabinet rattling]

[♪ tense music playing]

♪

[airplane propeller engine rumbling]

[turbulence bangs]

[pilot] [on intercom] Ladies and gentlemen,

we're about to start our descent.

Welcome to beautiful Victoria.

[♪ "Alice" by Cocteau Twins playing]

[birds chirping]

[engine idling]

♪ When I lose them, I'll ache ♪

♪ Shudder shock of pale blue ♪

Becca.

- ♪ Might any true love ♪ - Thank you.

- ♪ Make a lot of nothing? ♪ - [groans] Let's get some wine.

♪ Is... this... the... ♪

Your mom's been cookin' all week. Don't be alarmed.

- [kitchen timer dings] - [sighs]

Aha! Honey! Guess who I found?

[oven door creaking]

[Elizabeth Godfrey] [giggles] No, no.

[♪ music fades out]

- [seagulls cawing] - [waves lapping]

Wow, Mom. Are we, are we having a party?

No, no. It's always good to make a little extra, you know?

In case there's some old friends you want to invite over.

I don't talk to anyone from Victoria anymore.

- Well, I don't know why not. - [♪ Charles humming]

'Cause everyone here thinks I'm an asshole.

[scoffs] They do not. You made that up in your mind.

- [fridge door opens] - You admiring my new wrinkles?

- [bottles rattle, fridge door shuts] - No. You're beautiful.

Well, what do you wanna do your first night back?

[Rebecca] Mm...

- sleep? - [Elizabeth] Sleep.

We could go downtown, have tea at the Empress.

Do we have to, like, do all that right away?

- Well, why not? - Because I just got here and it's a lot

and I need a minute.

Well, if you're not happy to be home,

- why did ya come all this way? - Because I'm writing my book here.

- You know that. - [sighs] Well,

- you coulda done that in New York. - [Rebecca] You know,

I'm happy to stay in a hotel if that's easier.

[Charles Godfrey] No, no, it's been 10 years since you've been home.

Come on now. You're staying here.

[Elizabeth] Wasn't trying to upset you.

I was just saying no one is forcing you

- to write about Victoria. - Yeah, well...

I can't seem to think about anything else.

Hey, you know what I think we should do?

Why don't we just stay at home and make pancakes?

- Pancakes? - [Charles] Yeah, wasn't that your thing?

Breakfast for dinner?

[seagulls cawing]

No, it was dinner for breakfast.

And that was Gabe's thing. It wasn't my thing.

[♪ soft, somber music playing]

♪

[plate clinks]

- [♪ rap music playing under soft music] - [phone dial tone]

- [speaker 1] [on phone] Hello? - [Reena] Hi. Um,

- do you know who Josephine Bell is? - [speaker 1] Huh?

Yeah, she looks really different.

She's not even pretty anymore.

[speaker 1] Who is this?

- [hangs up] - [♪ song continues, rapping]

[dialing]

- [speaker 2] [on phone] Hello? - I'm just calling to let you know

that Josephine Bell's eyebrows are fake as shit.

- [speaker 2] What? - She, like, draws them on.

- [hangs up, dialing] - You know Josephine Bell?

She's a fucking bitch. She looks like a fucking rat.

Yeah, she's not even pretty. Ugly bitch. She's a fucking slut.

[♪ rapping continues]

[Suman Virk] Reena? Reena, who are you talking to?

- [doorknob rattling] - Nana Ji and Nani Ji will be here soon.

I'm in the bath!

[Suman] Reena, it would be nice to have your help in the kitchen.

[line ringing, phone picks up]

- [Connor Fields] [on phone] Hello? - Hi, Connor.

- [Connor] Who is this? - It's Reena. Reena Virk.

I drove past you today.

I was, I was the one blasting Biggie from the Karmann Ghia.

[Connor] Uh, how'd you get this number?

Josephine Bell gave it to me.

Yeah, you know she's got AIDS?

[♪ rapping continues]

So, do you wanna go out with me?

- [slams phone] - [♪ hip hop music playing]

- What do you want? - Weed. Duh.

- Lemme hit that. - No.

[inhales]

Heard you got AIDS.

- [friends laugh] - What?

- Yeah. Apparently, your tits are fake too. - [laughter]

[stoner] Yeah, and I heard you had, like, three abortions.

- [laughter] - Shut up.

- Who said that? - [Connor] I don't know.

Name's like, uh,

Tina or something.

[coughing]

Reena?

Yeah.

♪

- [family chattering] - [cutlery clinking]

[Tarsem Masihajjar] So good. You've outdone yourself.

[indistinct chatter]

[chatter dies down]

Reena.

No.

[Tarsem chuckles]

Come, let's do our prayers.

Thank you, Jesus, son of Jehovah, the Father,

for all that you have provided for us.

Thank you for gathering us here tonight.

And for reuniting our family.

- In Jesus's name, Amen. - [all] Amen.

Reena, come.

No, stop.

No, I don't want Indian food. It's making me fat!

- Stop! - [Raj] Oh boy.

[forks clanking]

[speaks Punjabi]

So, who were you talking to in the bathroom?

- Was it, was it a new friend? - [Raj] Mm.

- No. - [cutlery clinking]

What have I told you about not wearing makeup?

Nail polish isn't makeup.

- If it's not makeup, what is it then? - [Manjit Virk] Suman.

[phone ringing]

- [Raj] Can you let the machine get it? - [Suman] Reena. Reena, we're eating!

- [chatter on phone] - Hello?

[Josephine] [on phone] Hey, Reena. It's Josephine.

Do you wanna come party with us at Shoreline tonight?

Thought I wasn't invited.

[Josephine] [laughs] No! You should come. It's gonna be fun.

Reena, it's dinner time. You should be sitting with us.

- [Reena] Okay, I'm coming. - [hangs up]

- Reena? - I'll be home by 11.

Where are you going? Reena!

- Reena? Reena! - Ree...

- [receding footsteps] - [door opens]

[door slams]

[Suman] [scoffs] She wants to go, let her go.

[♪ quiet hip hop music playing]

- [party chatter] - [♪ hip hop music playing louder]

- [beer cans opening] - [lighters clicking]

[Dusty] I'm cold.

- [Warren Glowatski] Yo, you got it? - [Connor] Mm-hm.

- [Warren] Got it? - Yeah.

- 'Ppreciate it, man. Yeah, take it easy. - [Connor] Yeah, I'll see you, dawg.

[Dusty] Hey, Reena!

[♪ rapping continues]

[indistinct party chatter]

[Reena] Hi, guys.

[laughing]

- Nice nails. - [joint sizzling]

- C.M.C. blue. - [exhales]

[Kelly] What'd you want with Connor Fields?

[exhales]

- I know you took my shit. - [beer can opens]

Street rules, right?

Like what you did to that girl from Esquimalt?

[♪ rapping continues]

[bottle breaks]

[party chatter continues]

- [Kelly] Oh boy. - [partygoer] Yo!

Where's Josephine at?

I'm supposed to fight some chick.

Hey, somebody's ass about to get rocked!

[♪ dramatic music playing]

[excited chatter]

♪

Run, bitch, run!

- [fence rattling] - [crowd jeering]

[Josephine] Yeah, you better run!

[♪ dramatic music building]

Let's go!

[crowd cheering]

[panting]

♪

- [panting] - [indistinct yelling]

[indistinct yell]

- [door rattling, slamming] - [panting]

- Okay. - [coin rattling]

[dialing]

- [Aman Virk] [on phone] Hello? Reena? - Hello? Yeah. Yeah, it's me.

I'm at the bus stop by, by the bridge. Tell Mom I'll be home soon.

- [loud bang] - [screams]

- [mocking laughter] - [♪ tense music playing]

I'm just gonna go home. I'll catch the bus.

No, you're not.

- What are you doing? - Come on, Reena.

Hey! Hey. Let's go under the bridge.

- Yes! Yes! - [cheering]

- [chattering] - [Reena panting]

- [♪ dramatic music playing] - Get off me!

[bullies chattering, cheering]

[panting]

[♪ mysterious music playing]

[laughter, screaming]

[cigarette fizzling]

- [♪ heavy metal music playing] - [reporter] [on TV] Sources say

lights in the sky over Victoria on Friday night were from

an exploded Russian satellite. Authorities insist...

- [punching, panting] - [Roy Bentland] Come on, five seconds!

[punching]

- [beeps] - Time!

- 189! [panting] - I did 210.

Oh, bullshit! I saw you.

[Roy] Come on, your brother's not a liar.

What, you too afraid to admit you lost to a girl?

- Oh, you're a girl? - [Cam Bentland] Oh!

- [all laughing] - [♪ quiet metal music playing]

[sighs] Better than fuckin' hittin' like one.

[Scott Bentland] Alrighty. See you later, guys.

- [Roy] Alright, good job. - Later.

[Scott] Thank you.

- [♪ music stops] - [panting]

- Hey, Dad? - Yeah.

[Cam] [panting] Hey, I'm sorry to keep buggin' you, but...

you hear back from Major Crimes yet?

Oh, you that eager to get to Vancouver, eh?

- [weights clang] - Look, as charming as I am,

a referral, hardly worth it comin' from your dad.

It's better you earn this transfer on your own.

Yeah? [sighs]

[scoffs] Alright.

Besides, with all this new affirmative action talk,

you got an edge anyhow.

- [Cam] Hey, I'm gonna go shower. - [Roy] Alright.

- [garage door opening] - [panting]

See you at the station.

[brakes squealing]

[Raj] We've been calling for days and nobody's getting back to us.

My niece, Reena, called us from the bus stop by Shoreline

and said she was coming home on Friday. And then nothing.

Yeah, I don't what to tell you. Alright, teenagers lie.

- [police station chatter] - [machines beep, printers whir]

I know Reena was over at Seven Oaks that day,

and-and my sister found this in her room.

And it belongs to one of those girls.

Uh, she was also speaking to a boy on the phone that night.

Uh, I think I heard his name was Connor.

- We were... - 'Kay, hang on. Why was your daughter

hangin' around a foster home?

Was there trouble in the family?

[speaking Punjabi]

Could you translate? [sighs]

Manjit speaks English just fine.

You know, I-I-I get it from him. I wouldn't expect it from you.

- [Manjit] Raj. - What does that mean?

[Raj] Forget it.

I can't believe I actually thought you guys would help.

And if you want our help, be a good idea not to mouth off to us.

Mouth off? Oh, I'm sorry. My niece is missing,

- and no one gives a damn about it! - Raj. [speaks Punjabi]

Thank you very much, ma'am.

Thank you, sir.

[police radio chatter]

[sighs] Another fuckin' Bic girl.

- [arguing in Punjabi] - [Cam] Hey, hey, excuse me?

[arguing stops]

[sighs] Look, we're not tryin' to be unhelpful, okay?

Just tryin' to be honest with you.

We get a lotta "missing kids" around here, you know?

Usually, it's just girls,

just wastin' our resources while they're off skippin' school.

I don't think that's what this is.

[sighs]

Has she done this before?

Reena?

Has she ever run away?

Yes.

But she always tells me where she's going. She doesn't just disappear.

You mentioned a boy.

Connor?

Was that her boyfriend?

U-Uh...

Connor Fields is his name.

[♪ mysterious music playing]

- [exhales] - [waves lapping]

[seagulls cawing]

[tape recorder clicks]

It's only after you leave that you notice the weirdness of Victoria.

The strange, storybook-like quality to the place.

You get into your old stash?

- [exhales] - [tape recorder clicks]

You clearly didn't check under the floorboards.

[helicopter whirring]

Tastes like shit, though.

[sighs]

You wanna walk out there? I go with you.

I never really understood why you like to do that.

Well, it's pretty normal to honor someone at the site of an accident.

I still take flowers sometimes.

Uh, I actually gotta get into town.

I was gonna ask if I could borrow your car.

Depends how much of that you've been smokin'.

[giggles]

- Where you goin'? - Seven Oaks.

I was just gonna talk to some of the girls there for the book.

Ah, Seven Oaks. Never thought I'd have to hear about that place again.

- [keys jingle] - [♪ "Becuz" by Sonic Youth playing]

♪ Wish I could change the way that you feel ♪

[♪ song continues]

♪ Standing with him you feel more real ♪

- [shuts off engine] - [♪ song stops]

[keys jingle]

[crow cawing]

[door creaks]

[reporter] [on TV] ...sources tell us that they were from an exploding...

[Josephine] Gimme the fucking remote.

- Give her the fuckin' remote. - Bitch, sit down!

- Shit. - [news continues]

- [Dusty] Fuck are you lookin' at? - Hi.

- Can I help you? - Hi, yeah. Uh...

- [gunshots on TV] - Girls! Volume.

My name's Rebecca, and I was wondering

if I'd be able to talk to some of the girls here

- for a few minutes. - [Martha] Who are you?

I'm, uh, a student, and I'm... writing an essay.

These girls are under government care. I can't have any outsiders in,

- so I'm gonna have to ask you to leave. - [phone ringing]

[gunfire on TV]

- [phone answered] - [mouths] Fuck.

[sighs]

- Ma'am? Hi. - [approaching footsteps]

I would really appreciate

if I could just talk to them for five minutes.

- I-I'll be quick. - [Josephine] Martha?

- Yeah. - Where's the paper?

- [Martha] What paper? - [Josephine] The newspaper, obviously.

- [Dusty scoffs] - We're worried about Reena.

We wanna see if there's anything in there about her.

- [Martha] What's happened to Reena? - She's missing.

They haven't seen her since that party on Friday.

- [speaker] Martha? - [Martha] Yeah, I'm coming!

You're gonna have to excuse me a moment.

- Cool Marc Jacobs. - Oh.

Thank you.

Are you a pig?

- Do I look like a cop? - [Josephine] Don't be an idiot.

She just said she's doing something for school.

I just said that so I can get in here.

You can get away with a lot more when people don't take you seriously.

I'm writing a book.

- About what? - The misunderstood girls of Victoria.

- I've been doing some research. - Why did you come here?

Because I had a friend who used to live here when I was a kid.

Anyways, I'd love to talk to you guys if you're interested.

I'm gonna leave my number...

and you can call me... if you want to.

- [door creaks] - Wait.

You live in New York?

[♪ hip hop music playing]

It's John Gotti, the mob boss from New York.

- Oh. - [Josephine] Mm-hm.

I wanna get out of here and go work for him.

They love women in the mob 'cause they never go to prison.

[Rebecca laughs]

Hey, maybe I can come stay with you.

Yeah. Maybe.

[♪ rapping]

Do you want... cigarettes?

[Dusty] [scoffs] Yeah.

- [all laugh] - You're just gonna steal my whole pack?

- [laughter] - [door creaks]

So, what do you do for fun?

- [Josephine] Party. - Yeah. Where do you party?

Do they still have that, um, warehouse on Cherry Street?

[Josephine] Cherry Street?

- You went there? - [Rebecca] Yeah.

- Does that make me old? - [all laugh]

- I heard that place is pretty hardcore. - I have some stories.

We usually just go party at this guy Connor Fields's house.

And what were you saying about your friend, Reena?

You said she was missing. What happened to her?

[♪ rapping continues]

I don't know.

It's not like I hang out with her.

I thought you said you saw her on Friday.

It's not a big deal.

Every time I miss a curfew,

they make a police report. Nothing happens.

[♪ rapping continues]

- Girls are always "missing". - [chuckles] Bic girls.

What's a Bic girl?

It's what the cops call us.

Bics, like the lighters.

But why do they call you that?

'Cause we're disposable.

♪

[plastic bag rustling]

[Manjit speaking Punjabi]

- What are you doing? - She doesn't wanna live here?

She doesn't have to.

Sajal can have her room if she wants to keep running away.

Where have you been? It's late.

I was walking. I can't sleep.

[Suman sighs]

Suman...

I don't think we should be getting rid of her things.

[Suman] I can't look at them anymore.

We gave her another chance after what she did

and look how she took it.

She couldn't even get through one dinner with us.

- We can't give up on her. - [phone ringing]

Move.

[phone ringing]

- Hello? - [Dusty] [on phone] Is Reena there?

[♪ tense music playing]

- Who is this? - [breathing over phone]

Hello? Hello, who-who is this?

[heavy breathing over phone]

Do you know where Reena is?

[hangs up, dial tone]

[car engine shuts off]

[♪ muffled heavy metal music playing]

[distant dog barking]

[♪ indistinct muffled singing]

[distant police siren]

[♪ muffled singing continues]

[cans clattering]

[muffled yelling]

[muffled chatter]

Saanich Police, open up.

- [♪ music stops] - [Connor] [sighs] Fuck.

- [door unlocking] - Connor Fields.

[exhales] That's fragrant.

- Who you talkin' to in here? - Nobody.

Heard you talkin' to somebody.

Wanna ask him to step out here?

[sighs]

Givin' me cause here. You want me to come back with a warrant?

Fuck, fine. I... [sighs]

I have an iguana, okay? His name's Steve, and...

- [Steve grunting] - I know it's not legal to have him,

- but I've been... - I don't give a shit, Connor.

Do you know where Reena Virk is?

- No. - I know she called you Friday.

She... your girlfriend? You guys sneakin' around a little?

No, she's not, she's not my type.

I think she just called me as, like, a dare or something, okay?

I'm goin' back inside.

[door creaks, thuds]

I'll come with you. Take a look at what you got goin' in here.

Or maybe you just wanna talk to me a little bit more about Reena?

Why you gotta be askin' me about this, okay?

Everybody else saw.

Saw what, Connor?

I guess there was, like,

like, a fight... under the bridge.

And?

I don't... [sighs] I thought they were just makin' shit up.

Okay? But this chick, Josephine, called me, and she said...

"C.M.C. is gonna make sure that I don't hear from Reena again."

What does that mean, Connor?

People are sayin' Reena might be "floatin' around somewhere."

[♪ tense music playing]

- [Scott] That's a rumor, obviously. - I don't know.

This kid's makin' it sound like a potential homicide.

[scoffs]

"Sgt. Cam Bentland, Major Crimes."

[scoffs] Now, come on, Cam, alright? This is Victoria.

The kids here, maybe they get into a fight or two. I just don't see girls...

These kids saying they did this,

they call themselves "C.M.C.".

Wanna know what that stands for?

"Crip. Mafia. Cartel."

[laughing]

- Okay, Scott. - [Scott] Dad, I'm sorry.

You think a bunch of 14-year-old girls are Crips?

I'm not fuckin' sayin' that!

I'm saying they're bragging about murdering another girl!

Jesus fuck.

- [Cam sighs] - [flips page]

I think we need to search the Gorge. [sighs]

Okay. Cam?

You're not tryin' to do some cowboy shit

- to impress Vancouver PD, are you? - Dad...

Reena's been missing for three days.

[sighs]

Alright, look, if you wanna take this to the dive team,

you have my blessing.

But it's gonna be your name on the operations plan.

It's your rep.

- Yeah. - [♪ tense music playing]

[Roy] Okay.

You better hope this girl's in the water, Cam.

- [♪ tense music continues] - [gentle splashing]

[boats rumbling]

[cuts engine]

[divers chattering]

[splashing]

[♪ tense music continues]

♪

[deep breathing]

Jehovah...

if I...

if I haven't seemed it...

know that I am here to serve you.

[gentle splashing]

I come before you, humbled.

I know that you have had your reasons to test me.

[quiet school chatter]

Please allow Reena to see the errors of her ways.

♪

Allow her to know her transgressions,

that she strayed from your light.

[♪ tense music continues]

Please remind her...

[students chattering]

...that she is blessed.

Remind her that we love her...

and that she loves us.

Please, let it...

let it not be too late, Jehovah.

Please, Jehovah, let it not be too late. Just...

[gasps]

...return her to us.

Please.

[diver] Found something!

[Suman] Please return her back to me.

[♪ tense crescendo]

[gasps]

Please forgive her.

[Cam] We found these in the Gorge.

- Along with a, a pair of jeans. - [gasps]

I've... I think they're hers.

[deep breath] Thank you. This is helpful.

"Helpful"? What do you mean "helpful"?

Why was Reena's underwear off?

I don't know, but this is something to go on.

Uh, what does the police think happened?

[scoffs] Like they would tell us if they knew.

- We would. - [Suman] Yeah, then tell me why is,

why is my daughter's underwear off?

It's too early to say.

Too early for who?

I'm sorry we don't have more right now.

[scoffs]

[sighs]

Thank you, Mr. Virk., Mrs. Virk.

[sighs]

[soft crying]

Suman, the police are involved now. Hm?

They will be helpful.

This is good, Suman.

[sighs]

They're going to find her.

- They're going to find her. - Manjit.

- I think she's gone. - [shaky breathing]

[♪ somber music playing]

[sniffles]

[sighs]

[♪ "Rockets" by Cat Power playing]

- [grabs radio] - [beeps, static]

Ready to do this?

- [beeps] - [Scott] [on radio] Here we go.

[school chatter]

- Does that look straight to you? - [footsteps approach]

[chatter continues]

[muffled hairdryer whirring]

[door knocking]

[hairdryer whirring]

[Cam] Josephine Bell.

♪ Where... ♪

Josephine Bell!

Girls? Names, please.

- Maya Longette. - And your name?

- Laila. - Please step this way.

[Scott] Kelly Ellard, right?

[♪ song continues]

- ♪ Keep all the guns at home ♪ - Dusty Pace?

- Oy! Easy, easy! Hey, hey, hey. - Fuck, fuck! Get the fuck off me!

[hairdryer whirring]

[hairdryer stops]

- The fuck? - We need to talk to you.

- ♪ Pretty good too ♪ - [clatters]

[students yelling]

- [officer 1] Hey, easy. Just keep walking. - [officer 2] Hey. Hey!

- You Warren Glowatski? - Yes, sir.

- We have some questions for you. Come on. - Alright.

♪ Where do... ♪

Aren't you gonna at least gimme some bracelets?

- ♪ Find planets? ♪ - [sighs]

♪ Where do the rockets ♪

- You better get me John Gotti's lawyer. - [scoffs]

I don't think he's available.

[Roy] Okay, listen. Don? Don! Can you process these people?

- [parents yelling] - No one's been arrested!

Your daughters are not being charged.

Okay, we just wanna ask them a few questions. That's it.

- [phones ringing] - I was out with some friends.

And then in the morning, somebody's fucking dead? I don't know.

Dad, can you come back, please? To Victoria?

- Yeah, I know that, Mom. - [police station chatter]

But the lady's saying I'm supposed to have a parent present, s...

Don't even worry about it.

- Alright. - [officer] No luck, eh?

No.

Fuck, can you just get off my dick? I didn't have anything to do with it.

- He says... Kelly! - George! Kelly! Kelly!

Yeah, go be a fucking slut.

[scoffs] I told you she wasn't gonna come.

- [phones ringing] - You got anybody else you can call?

[gentle dripping]

- [water lapping] - [sighs]

[phone ringing]

[♪ mysterious music playing]

[knocking]

- [gasping, panting] - [Elizabeth] Rebecca?

- [knocking] - Rebecca?

Saanich Police.

Hello?

[officer] Sir, I am asking you to please just fill out the form.

I do not need you to raise your voice at me.

- Hi, sir? - [officer] Yes? Yes?

Sorry, I'm here to pick up Josephine Bell.

Um, I'm just gonna need everyone to fill out one of these forms, one second.

Uh, Saanich Police. Can you please hold?

Uh, Josephine Bell is still waiting to be questioned

for a potential homicide.

Listen, I need everyone to fill out one of these forms. You as well, ma'am.

Sorry, I... Can I speak to her, please?

Are you her guardian?

- [phones ringing] - Yes.

O-Okay, you can just talk to the constable that brought her in, okay?

Just the first desk on the left.

Sir, listen! Listen, I can't take any more questions

- [fading] until you give consent... - [♪ dramatic music playing]

[inaudible]

[muffled] ...I can't. I'm sorry. There's nothing,

there's nothing more I can say. I need cooperation here.

[fading in] I can't listen to each one of you speaking at the same time.

- Sir. Sir. - [officer] Yes?

Cam's an old friend of mine. She told me I can speak to Josephine.

Um... uh.

Fine. John, can you take this lady to processing?

- [angry chatter] - No, no. You can't keep Kelly in here...

- Look, I understand... - No, no. Listen, Kelly is a good girl.

- She's never even missed curfew. - I don't doubt that that's true, ma'am.

- If... - Hey, Cam. You're gonna wanna see this.

[Cam] [sighs] Excuse me.

[♪ tense music playing]

CCTV footage from the bus stop.

- Just got it. - Okay.

- [clicks] - [VCR whirring]

[inaudible]

There's Reena.

♪

- There's the satellite. - [VCR whirring]

- [clicking] - What the hell?

[VCR whirring]

[clicks]

It's even more kids than we thought.

Just wait.

♪

- [buzzer blaring] - [gate clanging]

[door slams]

[child crying]

[♪ "Something In the Way" by Nirvana playing]

- [kicks gate] - [Leila] Fuck are you looking at, bitch?!

- [screaming, ranting] - [banging gate]

♪ Tarp has sprung a leak ♪

- [wailing sobs] - ♪ And the animals I've trapped ♪

♪ Have all become my pets ♪

♪ And I'm livin' off of grass ♪

[sobbing]

♪ And the drippings from my ceiling ♪

♪ It's okay to eat fish ♪

♪ 'Cause they don't have any feelings ♪

♪ Something in the way ♪

♪ Mm-hm ♪

Can you keep a secret?

♪ Something in the way ♪

♪ Yeah ♪

- ♪ Mm-hm ♪ - [VCR whirring]

♪ Something in the way ♪

♪ Mm ♪

♪ Underneath the bridge ♪

♪ Tarp has sprung a leak ♪

- ♪ And the animals I've trapped ♪ - [sighs]

It can't be.

- ♪ Have all become my pets ♪ - [Reena panting, gasping]

♪ And I'm livin' off of grass ♪

♪ And the drippings from my ceiling ♪

[panting, gasping]

♪ It's okay to eat fish ♪

♪ 'Cause they don't have any feelings ♪

♪ Something in the way ♪

♪ Mm-mm ♪

♪ Something in the way ♪

♪ Yeah, mm-mm ♪

♪ Something in the way ♪

♪ Mm-mm ♪

[♪ song ends]

♪

[child] Best day ever!