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Mr. Evans, what's it like to be a hero?

How did you find Charlotte first?

Gabrielle Mosely held me captive

for nine months in her basement.

Not only was I Gabrielle's hostage,

I also became her confidant.

She would talk to me because, well,

she is damaged and tortured.

She forced me to help with all of M&A's cases.

I was M&A's secret weapon.

It's my pleasure to inform you

all charges against you have been dropped.

For your heroics in rescuing Charlotte,

we bestow on you the Medal of Valor.

Is this what we're doing after hours now?

I'm not going to apologize for using every resource

at my disposal to find Sir.

And I'm not going to apologize

for wanting to keep you safe.

I don't trust this guy.

Christian knows things about Sir that I don't.

I need him.

I'm sorry.

I didn't mean to fall asleep on the job.

I could grab us some coffees and dive back in.

We both need some rest. Maybe later.

Of course.

I'll check back later

if there's any progress on my brother.

I get that you need to find Sir before the clock runs out,

but you're taking dangerous risks.

Why are you here so early, anyway?

Check your phone.

New client's in the lobby.

Now tense the muscles in your forehead

and hold for a few more seconds.

Release the tension, and feel it drain away

from your entire body.

When you're ready, open your eyes.

That worked. I mean, it's so simple.

I could just feel my whole body relax.

Yeah. Progressive muscle relaxation

is excellent at reducing anxiety.

This is the first time in days

that I've felt a semblance of calm.

- Then my work here is done. - I wish it wasn't.

Talking to you is so easy.

It's not like being under the microscope

of the court-appointed therapist.

Is there really no way that we can continue together?

I can't.

I said goodbye to my practice when I chose Dhan.

And thank you for coming to meet me here,

even though you've moved out.

I know that that can't be easy.

I'm managing.

It is strange being apart after so many years.

I'm grateful that you're staying here.

It means Dhan won't be alone.

And we are meeting for lunch today,

so I'm cautiously optimistic.

I'm rooting for you both.

I'm rooting for you. You'll get through this.

And an impartial therapist is your best chance at doing so.

Maybe even having the restraining order lifted.

- That's all I want. - Just remember that

getting back to the bus station is a goal,

not an inevitability.

Your emotional well-being is the priority.

I know.

Oh. Oh, I got to go.

New client.

Your lunch date?

I'm so sorry. - Don't be.

I am used to it.

Their name is Rash Besu.

They left our apartment yesterday for an interview

and never came back.

What kind of interview?

Rash is a renegade reporter,

like a shock-jock journalist.

I don't know who the interview was with.

They make smear videos targeting people

they think are corrupt in some way.

So no shortage of enemies.

It's only been a day, so could they be with a friend

or on a date that turned into something more?

No, there are no friends or dates.

Besides, I know who took Rash--

the person who sent this.

That showed up two days ago.

You hear about hate crimes happening to people,

but you never expect it to be your person.

So you and Rash are more than roommates?

We're family. Have been since college.

What about other family members?

Rash is an only child.

Their parents died when they were in high school.

And mine--

Rash and I became each other's people.

When we met, we were both journalism majors

and coming to terms with being non-binary.

So you're a reporter, too?

No.

Rash and I both run a nonprofit, One ID For All.

Founded it our senior year after some discrimination

at the student paper.

We fought back and won.

I went to one of your rallies.

You have an impressive following.

Rash is really passionate about fighting for

queer visibility and fair treatment.

For a while, their combative reporting garnered a lot

of support for our foundation.

It clearly garnered a lot of enemies, too.

We're used to the threatening and vile

comments on Rash's videos.

They were just talk.

Then a few days ago, some guy called Rash a freak of nature

and said he--

said he would chop them up and dump their parts

all around the city.

Then that package arrived.

I am terrified of what he'll do to Rash

and that no one will care. - We care.

We will do whatever it takes to bring Rash home.

- I finally got into Rash's suspended site.

They are pretty tech savvy.

Rash loaded their site with firewalls,

DDoS protections, the works.

One sec.

- Everybody knew that Gabi had a crush on Mr. Evans.

She was always running after him to talk about books.

And they ate lunch together every day,

just the two of them.

I mean, let's be real.

We all had a thing for Mr. Evans.

He was gorgeous, but he only had eyes for Gabrielle.

I'm not victim blaming, but maybe

what happened was just a consensual relationship

turned sour.

Screw her and her clout-chasing ass.

Public opinion is fickle.

I won't let anyone, especially someone

who flunked algebra, get under my skin.

Let's focus on what's important. Zeke.

- This was on Rash's site.

- I'm outside World News Source,

home of Patrice Dubois,

the recipient of the Ally and Solidarity Award

for inclusion and integrity in reporting.

Well done, Patrice.

You fooled everyone.

This woman is a fraud, a false ally.

She's pathetic scum.

I know the real Patrice Dubois,

and I'm going to expose her very soon.

Are we really taking this case?

Rash is no better than the trolls attacking Gabi.

They're just spewing whatever shocking hot takes they want

for views and clicks.

We don't have to like Rash, but a hate crime

was committed against them the day before they went missing.

You're taking the case.

What do you mean "you're"?

One day soon, I'm going to go to prison.

You need to learn how to work these cases without me,

starting with this one.

I'm done.

Sweet potato pie is my favorite.

My mom's too.

She made the best pie in the world.

I hope I can do it justice.

Thank you for letting us have my mom's dinner here.

It's usually just me and my dad on the anniversary

of my mom's passing.

I can't believe she's been gone three years.

Well, Bella and I are honored to be included.

Dad had to do this by himself last year.

I couldn't celebrate because I didn't want Sir to know

this day was important.

I didn't want to share my mom with him.

That's why this year has to be extra special.

No matter what else is going on,

this day brings me and my dad together.

I know best.

She's my baby girl.

Hey, baby. Grab your things.

Let's skedaddle.

What do you mean? We can't leave.

We're doing Mom's dinner tonight.

You've been drinking, haven't you?

Do you even remember what today is?

Yeah. Yeah, it's, uh...

It's time.

Let's get your things.

You know, I was just about to make some coffee.

Richard, why don't you give me a hand downstairs?

We can catch up.

♪ Begin to begin ♪

♪ Begin to begin ♪

I already made up my mind, Zeke.

There's something I need to tell you.

I'm listening.

When I hacked into DCPD

and went through Trent's case files--

- You did what? - You can yell at me later.

I found notes about a letter that Sir wrote to you

while he still had Lacey.

Apparently, DCPD intercepted it.

You just crossed a dangerous line with the PD.

What's more important is that Trent didn't tell you

about this letter, did he?

What did the letter say?

I don't know. I'm still looking for a scanned copy,

but I will let you know once I find it.

Wait, I'm not done.

Gabi, I know what today is for you,

and I know it's doubly hard with the whole world

giving their unsolicited opinions about you and Sir.

But you got to get back in that situation room.

Zeke, I--

Rash needs all of us to bring them home.

You're not in jail yet.

So today doesn't have to be the day

we learn how to fly solo.

We need you.

I thought you hated me.

And I'm still asking you to lead us.

First up is locating Mr. Hate Crime. Zeke?

Already searching for the original comment.

I should be able to trace the IP address.

I also want any comments or communications

to Rash that jump out.

I don't think Mr. Hate Crime is our guy.

In law school, we learn that there are patterns

to how these things escalate.

I mean, why leave such a big clue

the day before you kidnap someone?

What? - Your memory.

It's coming back.

Oh, wow. I-I didn't even notice.

We're happy for you, Lacey. And we do take you seriously.

But all evidence is pointing to Mr. Hate Crime,

so that's where we start.

You can take Patrice Dubois,

see if there's any truth to Rash's video.

And, Dhan, talk to someone over at One ID For All.

See what's happening with the threats coming in.

I can do it, the interview with One ID.

On video, of course.

It's time we all started expanding our roles,

considering.

I'll hit up tattoo parlors.

Maybe the symbol on the chopped doll box will ring a bell.

I'll go to Rash's apartment.

Take Lacey with you. Two is better than one.

What about Patrice?

Zeke can check in on Patrice after One ID.

I need to file a missing persons report for Rash Besu.

A 28-year-old non-binary shock reporter

received this after someone threatened them online.

The next day, they were missing.

So we're looking at a hate crime.

Likely.

Have you ever seen this MO before

or the symbol in the box?

No, neither.

I'll reach out to DCPD's gang unit

and extremist group division.

Maybe they'll recognize something.

What's wrong?

It's Margaret, again,

asking when she can go back to the bus station.

But--

She can't go back.

I want to tell her in person, but--

I'll tell her.

She's already mad at me.

Thank you.

Don't.

Don't make me the bad guy.

I have a case to build,

a position you put me in when you did what you did.

I have to consider all evidence.

You've barely said two words to me

since we left Rash's apartment.

I know what you're thinking,

but I did not tag along to babysit you.

OK, so it was less babysit and more support.

Margaret, how is this any different than the kid gloves

you guys used on me when I first got back?

It's just hard for me to see you all looking at me

like I'm losing my mind.

None of us think that, I promise.

Anything from Rash's place?

We uploaded some photos.

Rash and Bennie were getting ready to move out

of their apartment, so things were pretty packed up.

I found this tucked under Rash's mattress.

Wayne? Who's Wayne?

Not sure yet. We're tracking him down.

It could have been Rash's last interview.

- Gabi, you OK? - Yeah, I'm fine.

Let me know when you hear from Wayne.

I need to go change for the press conference.

I've said it before.

The first 48 hours is so important.

Help us bring Rash home.

Have you watched Rash's videos?

They're the epitome of everything

wrong with fanatical journalism.

We don't get to condemn someone to captivity or death

because we don't like them or their ideals.

So you agree Rash is deplorable.

Rash is a missing person who deserves to be found.

They have been threatened and had their freedom taken.

No one has the right to do that to another person.

Gabi, what about Sir becoming a hero?

Were you wrong about him?

And can you comment on reports that the two of you

were intimate in school?

What was really going on between you two?

You want me to talk about Sir?

You want me to talk about my kidnapping?

Fine.

But first, take out your phones and start tweeting about Rash.

That's the deal.

I'll wait.

Zeke got a hold of Patrice Dubois.

She's on her way in.

It's working.

You have held up your end of the bargain,

and I'll hold up mine.

You're all so enamored now

by Sir's one act of apparent decency.

Be careful making heroes out of monsters.

It paves the way for that monster to do the same thing

to someone else.

Sir is a serial kidnapper.

Him saving Charlotte doesn't change that.

It was merely an act to manipulate you

into doing exactly what you're doing,

and you fell for it.

I hope that nothing happens to Rash or anyone else

while you're salivating over clickbait monsters.

I liked Rash. They were hardworking

and intelligent and had a real nose for news.

That's why I gave them the internship.

So what went wrong?

Rash's politics got in their way.

He always wanted to find some scandal.

They.

You said he. It's they.

Of course.

They always wanted to find some kind of scandal.

But sometimes news is just news,

and personal prejudices have no place in journalism.

I told them as much. They wouldn't listen.

It was a few weeks ago.

I did makeup for World News Source for years

until I left for a less stressful,

more freelance environment.

Rash wanted information on news anchors,

something about hidden agendas.

What did you tell them, Wayne?

Not much.

I mostly worked with the on-air guests,

but I also know better than to talk out of school.

Did someone threaten you?

That place, it's just-- it's toxic.

That's why I was sorry I couldn't help Rash.

They seem to sincerely care about people.

There are many others that would disagree.

That sort of kindness, it's rare.

Trust me, Rash is one of the good ones.

Rash is one of the toxic ones,

and their lifestyle choices were also an issue.

So what, you tried to pray the non-binary away?

Think an ally would understand it's not a choice.

That is what you won the award for, right, Patrice?

Allyship. - Whether you like it or not,

a multimillion-dollar network isn't going to risk

putting someone like Rash on air.

They asked for my expertise. I gave it to them.

Did you ever consider the system

needs changing, not Rash?

What happened when they refused to change?

Things grew contentious, and I had to let Rash go.

And I was obligated to inform colleagues of their behavior

when asked for a referral.

So you blackballed Rash from their dream job?

Maybe you were angry enough about Rash's video,

you decided to silence them again,

just more permanently this time.

Rash is so not worth the time.

I called in a favor and had their website suspended.

I already silenced them.

It's Sir.

We don't need you.

Well, Wayne was no help. How'd it go with Patrice?

Well, she was problematic, to say the least,

but she didn't take Rash.

Sounds like Zeke had a little better luck.

I finally spoke to One ID.

And, yeah, it turns out things weren't

so copacetic between Rash and Bennie.

So apparently, the BFF story that Bennie told us was a lie.

According to Sage at One ID,

Bennie and Rash had been fighting a lot.

Not only did Bennie try to get Rash kicked out

of the foundation after the Patrice slander video,

Bennie also brought in a $50,000

anonymous donation to One ID.

Where'd Bennie get the money from if it wasn't a donation?

No idea.

But I tracked it to a dummy account opened by Bennie

days after the Patrice video was released.

- Why lie to us? - Only one way to find out.

We need to bring Bennie back in.

Ethan? Everything OK?

I was just waiting for the receptionist

to get back so I could drop off Dhan's lunch.

I wanted to make sure he still eats,

since our plans were canceled.

I guess old habits die hard.

Dhan got a hit on a suspect. He's out picking him up.

I'll just leave it. Thanks.

Ethan, you know that Dhan would never

miss a chance at lunch with you if this case

wasn't important to him.

Let's be honest.

Even if this weren't case related,

Dhan would still be out there doing your bidding

simply because you asked him to.

Ethan, he is still the man that you love,

a good and loyal man.

He is better because of you.

You don't get it.

Dhan is all of those things, yes,

but you and M&A will always come first.

And me, our marriage, whatever future family we were planning,

we will always be second.

I just hope that one day Dhan will be free of the debt

that he feels that he owes you.

But I also fear that when that day comes,

leaving you behind will be more than he can bear.

Ethan.

Why can't you put me first?

Honey, I'm sorry for showing up like I did.

I know that I ruined things, and I almost put you in danger.

This was an important day for us.

For me.

You got to celebrate Mom last year, but I didn't.

You didn't celebrate last year?

I'm sorry, baby girl.

The truth is, I was out of it that day.

You mean you were drunk.

I was in captivity, devastated that I couldn't honor Mom,

and you were too drunk to do it for the both of us.

All I could think about was how much I missed you and Mom.

You know how sad I was that you had to remember her alone?

It helped me knowing that we were feeling the same thing.

I felt close to you,

and now you're telling me none of it was real?

No, it was real, baby.

It was real.

I just--I just messed up.

I'm tired of pretending things are going to get better.

You chose the bottle instead of fighting for me,

looking for me.

And you're still choosing it.

You never talk to me about what happened.

Do you know how lonely and scared I am all the time?

You're right.

You need me, and I am failing you.

That's why it's time to get some help.

Baby, I'm--I'm going away for a while.

Got to get help with this drinking problem.

You're leaving me?

It's gonna be all right, baby.

You're going to stay with Aunt Netta in New Jersey

while I'm gone.

We've imposed on Gina and Bella enough.

Just get out.

Please.

Just leave me alone.

♪ I guess you couldn't save me ♪

♪ Paid the price ♪

♪ Fought the fight ♪

♪ Lost my mind ♪

I've got you.

♪ Maybe you can save me ♪

What the hell are you doing here?

None of your business.

Always a pleasure, Dhan.

I'm assuming you're here for Raymond White.

He popped up as a person of interest for us

because of known ties to an extremist group.

Raymond is Mr. Hate Crime.

Even has a matching neck tattoo

of the package symbol to prove it.

Huh.

Well, we'll let you know what we get out of him.

It's a police matter now.

This is an M&A case, and I don't answer to you.

Look, Gabi brought me in.

Don't dare say her name or act like this is old times.

And if you follow through with this case against her,

I will come for you.

Try that again.

Try that again, there won't be bail

high enough to set you free.

DCPD!

You're welcome.

Let me tell you how this is going to go.

You're going to tell us what was

really going on with you and Rash

because that BFF story isn't it.

You're going to tell us where the $50,000 came from.

You have exactly two seconds to do it before I call in a favor

and have One ID tied up in audits for the next five years.

You don't want to try her.

The money was a bribe from Bradley Germaine.

Congressman Bradley Germaine?

What business do you have with a congressman?

None, until I discovered that that was Rash's next target.

The foundation was struggling, and I blamed Rash.

So I went through Rash's computer

and found research on Bradley. - What sort of research?

Just articles and interviews.

But Bradley's whole shtick is being the conservative man

of the people.

So I figured if Rash was looking into him,

then he must be hiding something.

So you used the foundation to get in front of him,

then you blackmailed him.

You'd kill Rash's story for a price.

He didn't even ask what the story was about.

He just shelled out the money fast.

You do realize this gives you motive, right?

Maybe Rash found out about the bribe,

threatened to turn you in, and you silenced them.

Rash did find out, didn't they?

But they weren't going to turn me in.

They knew that the foundation was all that I had,

so they let it slide.

But the friendship was over.

That's why Rash is moving out.

But why keep this a secret when it

could have helped find Rash? - Bradley didn't send the doll.

We know that this was related to the hate crime, don't we?

DCPD found the person who sent

the package, Raymond White.

He is under arrest for sending the threat via mail,

but he has an alibi for the day that Rash went missing.

He doesn't have Rash.

Are you saying...

Am-am I responsible for what happened to Rash

because I put them on Bradley's radar?

Oh.

Bradley Germaine--I can't find anything on this guy.

He's either squeaky clean or has a hell of a PR team.

Come on, people. What are we missing?

What are we not seeing about Bradley or Rash or this case?

Hey, Zeke, what's up?

Nothing. I just, uh--

I just want to find Rash before it's too late.

OK, Bradley is up for re-election, right?

What skeletons would he not want to have come out?

Margaret, where are you going?

I just, um-- I have to go.

Yeah, I have to.

It's night. I just-- - Please don't.

You'll get arrested if you go back to the station.

I'm just going to sit in the parking lot.

I will not go inside.

I'm sorry, you can't do that. I spoke with Trent.

The station managers are not going to budge

on the restraining order. - Not yet.

No, honey, not ever.

Come with me. We have something for you.

None of us have ever stopped looking for Jamie,

and we never will.

But I know that is not a comfort to you right now.

What you need is the bus station.

I got you, Margaret.

Stay as long as you want.

Thank you.

Sorry. Gabi, you need to see this.

Hello, I am Hugh Evans,

and I am disturbed by the current discourse

surrounding Gabrielle Mosely.

She and I are family.

We are united.

And trying to make her the villain to my hero

is not only inappropriate, it's reprehensible.

There's a million views already.

Gabrielle is accomplished and brilliant.

Nothing untoward ever happened between us.

She was my student and I her teacher.

What we share is an intellectual,

spiritual connection.

I don't expect you to understand,

but I demand that she be treated

with the respect she deserves.

Are you sure you don't want to let DCPD handle this?

Bradley Germaine is clearly dodging our calls for a reason.

DCPD would have to go through oceans of red tape

to get to him-- my way is faster.

OK, well, do you want to talk about what happened

back at the office while we wait?

Looks like our wait is over.

Mr. Germaine, where are they?

Where is Rash Besu?

Ms. Mosely, isn't it?

I've heard about you and your team.

Your work is impressive.

If my office can ever be of any help in any one of your cases,

please feel free to reach out to my assistant,

and we'll find an appropriate time.

The only thing I need is the truth in this one case.

You're hiding something,

something worth $50,000 to keep quiet.

I will not rest until I find Rash

and expose your dirty little secret.

Enjoy your night, Congressman.

Whatever you know about the Congressman

can't be worth more than a person's life.

The longer we take to find Rash,

the less likely we are to find them alive.

Can you sleep at night knowing that?

I thought you had him.

Damn, so did I.

Kidnapping is often about power, right?

Exerting your power over someone.

Or in my case with Sir,

trying to get my power back after feeling

powerless when my dad passed.

Whoever took Rash, it was their way

of balancing out the power that they lost.

Bradley never lost his power.

Someone in his life did. We just need to figure out who.

Excuse me.

I guess you did get through to him after all.

There have been several accusations of impropriety

against Congressman Germaine.

None of them have ever come to light.

I was helping Rash change that.

Bradley's a predator?

You were one of the Congressman's victims,

weren't you?

You know, it's amazing how hard it still is

to form those words.

Todd, I am so sorry.

It was just once, one night late in his office.

He came at me. I froze.

I couldn't make sense of what was happening.

He said if I told anyone,

he would say that I attacked him,

that everyone knows how gay men are.

I should have beat his ass at that hotel.

When I saw Bradley's popularity rising,

I knew I couldn't stay silent any longer.

And I knew that Rash was fierce enough

to have the courage to expose him.

I am so sorry for what you went through.

I just have one last question.

Did Bradley know what you and Rash were doing?

No. No.

But there were two other men who knew, both survivors.

I never met them, but Rash said one of them

was having cold feet.

He said that they were trying to convince the survivor

to come forward still.

Rash said he was their star witness.

Sorry, that's all I know.

A survivor is definitely someone

trying to get their power back.

Wait, did you say star witness?

Gabi, Wayne Hall is Rash's star witness.

Wayne said that he couldn't help Rash

because he didn't want to reopen the door

to his past, but--

But what if he didn't want to relive the moment

where he felt utterly powerless?

Wayne, we know about Bradley Germaine,

and we know that you kidnapped Rash.

The police will be here in three minutes.

Once they get involved, I can't help you.

Don't. You won't make it.

I didn't mean to do it--

hurt Rash.

I just--I didn't want what happened to me

coming out anymore.

I know what the news will say about me,

what people will think.

I don't want my life to become a joke.

I tried taking Rash's laptop

so they couldn't publish the story

or leak it.

There was a struggle and-- - Is that Rash's blood?

Hey, it's OK. It's OK.

What Bradley did to you is not your fault.

It doesn't define you.

But this will if you don't let us help Rash.

I was going to tell the police

as soon as I was far enough away.

It is never too late to do the right thing.

It's OK.

It's OK, Rash.

My name is Gabi Mosely.

You're safe now.

Thank you for finding me.

Thank Bennie.

They're the reason we even knew you were missing.

You understand these rights as they've been read to you?

Wait, one second, please.

Rash, I am so sorry.

I didn't mean--

I was scared.

Do it.

Publish your story.

It's never too late to do the right thing, right?

I am so sorry.

If I had known what you were working on--

That's no excuse. I should have been more supportive.

No, I'm sorry. I know I pushed things too far.

I was just so tired of being told

who I was wasn't good enough. - I know. I know.

You were just fighting for people to understand us.

I know in my heart that I am more than the sum of my body.

And I know I'm meant to be a journalist.

I don't want to be this angry person anymore.

I just want to live my dream

and be taken seriously.

I think you may get your wish.

♪ I miss you ♪

♪ I made a mistake ♪

You did it, Rash.

You broke the story.

♪ I'm sorry ♪

♪ I don't want us to be broken by ♪

Wait, Ms. Mosely.

Thank you for not giving up on me.

all: Welcome home.

Go home and get some rest, all of you.

I got a thing. I'll see you tomorrow.

We're going to sign off, too.

The room is yours, Margaret.

- Hey. - What's the emergency?

So we ran the DNA

from the gum at the farmhouse against Sir's.

There were several genetic markers in common.

Sir believes chewing gum is undignified.

It's not him. - Yeah, I know.

It wasn't a perfect match.

So a relative? Christian?

But what would he be doing there?

I can't say. I shouldn't even be telling you this.

Then why did you?

I guess to prove I'm not the bad guy.

Look, just keep your distance

from Christian, OK?

Uh, yeah, I got to go.

I'm going to make this quick.

Gabi believes you're going to help her find Sir.

And despite my reservations,

I'm not going to tell her what to do.

But let's you and I get something crystal clear.

If you are Sir's accomplice, if Gabi is hurt in any way,

if she is manipulated, traumatized,

taken advantage of, or taken,

there is no corner of this Earth you can crawl to

where I won't find you.

And I will put a bullet in your head without thinking twice.

Tell me you understand.

I understand.

Oh, Lacey.

♪ I see myself ♪

♪ Like a secret that's unkept ♪

♪ One collective sigh of relief ♪

I spoke to your father.

And if it's OK with you,

Bella and I would like you to stay with us

instead of going to your aunt's.

Thank you. Thank you. Thank you.

I'm happy my dad is getting help.

It'll be good for him.

For both of us.

Your mom would be so proud of you.

♪ We must go on ♪

♪ And we'll share this flame ♪

I can't believe you deleted it.

Yeah.

But damn if you aren't my hero for doing it.

We solved the case without him, and you stood up to Sir, Zeke.

That's huge.

Any luck on tracing Sir's IP yet?

Sir used a million VPNs to hide his location.

It'll take forever to connect the dots, but it'll happen.

That must be dinner.

Lacey, don't!

What's happening? No, no, no.

No.

Zeke.

Zeke, what happened? Zeke?

No.

No, no, no. You can't take those.

What the hell were you thinking,

hacking into our database? - Zeke, don't say another word.

- I just-- - Hey, hey.

You need to calm down and let them do their jobs.

You're supposed to be our friend.

I am your friend. That's why I convinced Mallory

to let you stay in your home instead of bringing you in.

Zeke, stop!

Stop it!

Hey!

This is bigger than both of us, Zeke.

Please, that's all I have that

connects me to the outside. I just--

It's OK.

Hey, no, no, no. Breathe. Breathe.

Look at me.

I can't breathe.

I just--

Margaret, what happened?

Are you OK?

Where's the feed?

Why?

Why can you find everyone else's child,

but...

you can't find mine?

No, no!

- Hey, hey. - No!

I got you. I got you.

- No, no! - I got you.

I got you. It's OK. You're not alone.

You're not alone.

Greg, move your head.