Amber Alert (2024) Movie Script
1
(OMINOUS MUSIC PLAYING)
(CHILDREN CHATTERING, MUFFLED)
(CROWS CAWING)
(GAME SOUNDS ON CONSOLE)
(OMINOUS MUSIC CONTINUES)
WOMAN: Hey, Sophia!
(MUSIC FADES)
(PHONE VIBRATES)
(EXCLAIMS SOFTLY)
All right.
Wait!
Hey, wait, I'm here.
Wait, wait, wait.
I'm right here!
What the hell happened
to the eight-minute rule?
Shit.
DRIVER: All right, love.
You have a good day.
PASSENGER: Yes, you, too.
MAN: Hey, sweetie.
PASSENGER: Hey.
Oh, oh! I will get that.
Thank you.
Excuse me. Hi.
I just booked a car
with you guys.
-Sorry, it was my last ride.
-No, no, no.
Listen, I literally just now
booked a car with you guys,
and he took off
and I can't be late
to this thing.
The next car
is 10 minutes away.
I already took my sign down.
Okay, off the books, then.
We can do cash.
(CHUCKLES)
Look, I really would,
but I gotta be in Middletown,
like, right now.
Middletown?
No, that's perfect.
I have to be in Hurstbourne.
So, you know,
it's 22 minutes to get there
and a couple of minutes
out of your way.
(SARCASTICALLY) Did I mention
I'm also a murderer?
Like, I murder my passengers.
You know what? That is okay.
Really big needle, like,
right through the eyeball.
You know what?
She looked pretty alive to me.
Yeah, but she only
has one eye now.
You just can't see her
from this angle.
I will make you a deal.
Okay? If you get me there
with both eyes and alive,
I'll give you a big, fat tip.
But the sign stays down,
which means we're listening
to my music.
-Your music. Oh, boy.
-You cannot complain.
Yes.
(SCREAMING)
(PARENT COOING)
Aw, Luke,
what's that face, bubba?
-You want this?
-The grass.
He's not a huge fan.
Just because
you hate the outdoors.
Since when do I hate
the outdoors?
Have you ever
taken the kids camping?
-Or fishing?
-Fishing?
Where's the, um...
It's just flashing at me.
Switch it to video.
No, at the bottom.
GIRL: You're too slow.
(KIDS LAUGHING)
GIRL: Come get me.
BOY: I'm coming.
-(GIRL SCREAMING)
-BOY: Wait, wait.
PARENT: Henry! Don't make
her scream like that.
Why don't you guys
play hide and seek?
HENRY: Caught you!
GIRL: I'm counting first.
20, 19, 18...
This is why the whole world
gets infected so easily.
Your generation
has it all backwards.
(SARCASTICALLY)
My generation's to blame.
You're so afraid
to go outside.
Now, you have
no immune system.
15, 14...
13, 12, 11...
ten, nine, eight, seven,
six, five, four,
three, two, one.
Ready or not, here I come.
(OMINOUS MUSIC PLAYING)
WOMAN:
When I was Charlotte's age,
I was out the front door
by sunup
and didn't come home until
the street lamps turned on.
Yes, I know.
And your phones
were plugged into the wall
and you had to walk to school
uphill both ways.
And that is true, bubba.
I would get all tangled up
in the phone cord
holding your mama
and talking to the doctor
because she was colic
and never stopped crying.
(OVER RECORDING)
I'm just saying,
I practically raised you
in the wilderness.
Where's Charlotte?
(OVER RECORDING) I practically
raised you in the wilderness.
Monica, where's Charlotte?
(OVER RECORDING)
I'm just saying,
I practically raised you
in the wilderness.
Charlotte?
(SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC PLAYING)
Charlotte?
Charlotte!
Henry!
Henry?
Charlotte!
Charlotte!
Charlotte!
(CRYING)
(KEYPAD BEEPING)
911. What's your emergency?
OPERATOR: Mobile 14,
you're clear to the ramp.
-How fast was he driving?
-What's your emergency?
CALLER: I think
he is better now, thank you.
I think...
He's up anyway and he's...
-He's going to be all right.
-Yes. Okay.
You're fine now. You did good.
-You hear me?
-Oh, thank...
-They're coming?
-Yes, ma'am.
Paramedics will take over
from there.
Good. Thank you.
Okay.
911. What's your emergency?
MONICA: (WAILING) Charlotte!
-Okay, ma'am.
-Charlotte!
Charlotte! Charlotte!
Charlotte!
I got a live one here.
Abduction. Seven-year-old girl
from the park on Centennial,
right in front of her mom.
-Phil.
-Ex-husband, family members?
She called her ex.
He's in Oregon.
No family disputes.
Phil, I know
how to vet these things.
We've got an AMBER Alert.
Charlotte Bryce,
seven years old.
Yellow dress, white shoes,
pink socks,
brown hair, blue eyes.
I'm standing by for a photo.
-You said the the park
on Centennial? Okay.
-Mmm-hmm.
-What about the car?
-Uh...
Black or dark gray
Toyota Camry.
Shit. Of course, it is.
(EXHALES WEARILY)
Plate number?
A plate number?
She didn't get
the plate number.
No, she didn't.
-I know, but look...
-No, no, absolutely not.
Come on.
We've got to have
a plate number.
All right? We have
to field a million calls.
Just have the mother call me
and I'll talk to her myself.
Yeah. Okay.
PHIL: I'm not going
to pretend to understand
what you're feeling right now,
but what we're talking about
is the country's most popular
make and model car.
If I blast an AMBER Alert
across the whole city,
we're going to be
flooded with calls
about every gray,
silver and black car
that looks anything
like a Toyota.
I'm very sorry,
but without a license plate,
you know,
how are we going to...
What did they say?
(ENGINE STARTS)
I'ma keep this feeling
Close to me
But I think I lost my mind
What's in Middletown?
Hmm?
What's in Middletown?
Xbox and pizza?
No, I'm not a gamer.
So, what?
You're gonna go to Murder-Con?
Spend some time
with your peers.
No, it's a date, actually.
A really fancy date...
at a fancy restaurant
with fancy food,
if you must know.
A blind date?
People even do that anymore?
Oh...
Oh, is that what
you're late for?
No.
Why you look scared?
You thought
it might be with me?
No, that's not what I said.
Hey, hold on.
What if it was with me?
That would be fine.
Perfect. I just...
Not a big gamer. So...
-(TIRES SCREECH)
-(GASPS)
Monica Bryce is here.
MONICA: You know...
Me...
I can only imagine.
But you must have
seen this before.
You have to know
what kind of a person
does that kind of thing.
(MONICA SNIFFLES)
And that kind of a person
just gets to take
my little girl and drive away?
(SNIFFLES)
Can you send
both these images to Cici?
(SOFTLY) Yes.
Come with me.
Thank you, Miss Bryce.
Um, Miss Bryce,
please have a seat.
-Okay.
-We'll be right with you.
-Okay.
-Thank you.
Okay.
PHIL: Look,
with this kind of volume,
the only way this works
is if we reroute dispatch
to Baker and Delta,
patch into a dedicated line.
And I want you
catching on this.
Wait. Whoa.
-Just me?
-Just you.
Phil, how do we do this
with one line?
Talk fast.
Yeah, this is Sergeant Casey,
badge number 450-277.
Requesting an AMBER Alert.
Immediate dispatch.
(PHONE RINGING)
DRIVER: Oh. Uh...
-Uh, hey, Shannon, I'm sorry.
-Where are you?
Uh, hold on, real quick.
-Your pizza got here
10 minutes ago.
-Uh-huh.
-Please tell me
you at least have the games?
-Yeah, yeah, yeah.
I got 'em. I got 'em.
Just hold on real quick.
-Shane...
-Shit.
...you do not get
to screw this up again.
Do you know how much
Jake has been
looking forward to this?
I mean, he's gonna cry himself
to sleep tonight
because of you.
(PENSIVE MUSIC PLAYING)
Shane?
Yeah, yeah, I hear you.
Um...
I got the games.
That's Big Jake.
He's turning five.
You got kids?
No.
Whoa!
Oh. That's Shannon.
We're all good now, though.
I mean, obviously, right?
-Yeah.
-(SHANE CHUCKLES SOFTLY)
(AMBER ALERT TONE BLARES
OVER PHONE)
Oh, shit, I hate these.
(SIGHS) That's why I don't
complain about my life.
No matter how bad it is,
someone else is always
having a worse day.
(SNIFFLES)
(PHONE VIBRATING)
(TENSE MUSIC PLAYING)
CICI: Here we go.
(COMPUTER CHIMING)
911. What's your emergency?
(EXHALES)
-I should have let you go.
-No.
Like you said,
it's on the way.
I didn't know your situation.
Don't even worry about it.
I need the money.
You know,
video games ain't cheap.
(SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC PLAYING)
Hey. Look at that car
right there.
Which one? The black one?
What kind of car is that?
SHANE: It's a Camry.
You don't know
what a Camry looks like?
What did your friends
drive in high school?
Look.
SHANE: Put it out
without a plate number?
Right, but it looks just like
the one in the picture.
Yeah, but we probably
drove past,
like, five of these already.
But what if that
is the one? Huh?
It would be one in a thousand.
There might be 10,000 of these
driving in front
of 10,000 other people,
but there is only one
that is right in front of us
right now.
All right. I mean,
what the hell? Call it in.
(KEYPAD BEEPING)
Don't let anyone
get between us.
I'm gonna need
the plate number.
SHANE: Mmm-hmm.
(LINE RINGING)
AUTOMATED VOICE:
Due to high call volume,
your call has been
placed in queue.
They put me on hold.
Yeah, half of Louisville
is trying to call them
right now.
They must be real desperate
to put it out
without a plate number.
But I hear
most of these are like
runaways
or family disputes or...
somebody's ex
just keeps the kid
for too long over the weekend.
I can't tell you how
many times I thought about
just taking Jake
and running off, you know.
CICI: 911, are you calling
about the AMBER Alert?
Yes.
Hi. Um, I am behind a Camry
with dark windows.
Yes, ma'am. Thank you, ma'am.
-Can you see inside the car?
-WOMAN: No.
The windows are too dark.
Thank you, ma'am.
Can you see the license plate?
WOMAN: Um...
Yes... Okay.
F-4-P-L-T-8-8.
And I see your location
is approximately
at the 264 and 150.
WOMAN: Yes, that's correct.
What should we do?
Should we keep
following them? Or...
I've noted your location
and I thank you for the call.
911. Are you calling
about the AMBER Alert?
CALLER: Yes, I am.
CICI: All right.
Did you see the car?
What color was it?
-Hello?
-(LINE DISCONNECTS)
They hang up?
Well, there's nothing more
to tell 'em,
not without being able
to see inside the car.
Well, we could always
pull up next to him and ask.
Why don't we?
Come on, move up.
(SHANE SPUTTERING)
-Move up.
-Okay, I... I am.
WOMAN: All the way.
I don't want him to see us
just staring at him.
WOMAN: Just a little more.
I just want to be able to see
inside the car.
I don't see anything.
The windows are too dark.
Oh, shit. Look.
-(TIRES SCREECHING)
-Whoa!
(HORN HONKING)
(DRIVER SHOUTING)
He saw the sign and he ran.
-Okay, we don't know that.
-We should follow him.
-We don't know... If I was...
-Go!
Before the light
turns were green. Go!
Okay, okay.
-(TIRES SCREECH)
-(HORN HONKING)
SHANE: Sorry. Sorry. Sorry.
-Come on. Don't lose him.
-Okay, okay, okay.
What are we even doing,
all right? This is crazy.
I know, I know... I know it is,
but I just want to be sure.
I want to see where he goes.
Okay, that's fine.
But I'm trying
not to get us both killed.
And I appreciate that.
Thank you.
WOMAN: Stop, stop,
stop right here.
He's not running.
He just needed to get gas.
He's going inside.
-He's not running.
-WOMAN: What is that?
Is that a gun?
-Did you see? He has a gun.
-I can't see shit.
I'm sorry,
I know this is crazy.
-Hey! Whoa! Whoa!
-(HORN HONKING)
-Hey.
-Good luck with your son.
-Um... Um...
-I will find another ride.
Shit! Shit! Wait!
Hold on. Hold on.
Just call this number
real quick.
5-5-5-40-12.
I'm just following
some random...
Call me. Come on.
(LINE RINGING)
Okay? Got, um...
Hey, you there?
WOMAN:
It's gonna be nothing, I know.
But I wouldn't be able
to sleep tonight
wondering "what if?"
SHANE: Oh, good,
selfish reason.
I was beginning to put you
on a pedestal,
like some kind of superhero.
More good news.
I definitely
want to see you again.
SHANE: Oh. You mean like a...
Meaning, I left my blazer
in your back seat.
SHANE: What?
Oh, shit! Look at that.
Why? What did you
think I meant?
SHANE: No, no, nothing.
That's... I'm just like...
CALLER: There, there, there.
Now he's turned a right on...
What is that? Jefferson?
It's a Camry or Corolla,
one of those two, dark grey.
Your location's been noted,
and I thank you for calling.
(TELEPHONE RINGING)
-PHIL: Cici.
-I'm here.
PHIL:
I got a caller on the line
transferred from
Gilbert dispatch
who says they got our car.
How do they know?
Well, how about
a black Toyota Camry
with a little
brown haired girl
screaming out the back window,
"He's not my daddy."
(RINGING)
I'm transferring
the call to you.
CICI: Thank you for holding.
You saw a girl
in the backseat?
(TENSE MUSIC PLAYING)
SHANE: Anything?
I don't know.
It's too dark inside.
SHANE: Yeah, but you would
see movement. Something.
Wait...
I think the window's cracked
a little bit
on the other side.
SHANE: Hey, hey, listen.
You don't have
to do anything. All right?
What if he comes back out?
Who knows
what this guy's like?
He could be crazy.
Oh, my God. Oh, my God.
There's a little girl in here.
-The one from the photo?
-I don't know.
She's not moving.
-(CAR DOOR RATTLES)
-The doors are locked.
Hello? Can you hear me?
SHANE: Shit!
Hey, he's coming back.
He just walked out.
WOMAN: How do you know that?
SHANE: Just hold on.
I'm pulling in right now.
WOMAN: This is stupid.
-I'll just talk to him.
-No, no, no. No.
Are you kidding?
You just said he had a gun.
WOMAN: I don't care,
I'll just ask him.
SHANE: Shh. He's right there.
MAN: Let me know
if you need anything else.
WOMAN: Oh, God.
SHANE: Hey.
Hey, I'm right here.
Look, just go now. Go now!
-Mute your your phone.
-What, are you crazy?
-What do you...
-Mute your phone.
(ENGINE STARTS)
Go.
Well, now we can
call the police, right?
Tell them what you saw?
Don't touch that.
My other ear bud's
in the back seat.
If you get too far away,
the call will drop.
-What?
-Just drive. Now.
Stay close. I don't know how
much range this thing gets.
How long are we supposed
to follow him?
Get closer.
Look, are you sure
that you saw a little girl
in the back seat?
-I know what I saw.
-I don't know what you saw.
What? What do you think
I do this all the time?
There's a little girl
lying down in the back seat.
She's the same age.
He's carrying a gun.
It's Kentucky.
Everyone carries a gun.
Look, if this is the car...
"If," that's like
a really big "if."
This could just be
his daughter.
And if we find out
that's the case,
then that's great.
That's what we want.
But I feel like
we need to know.
Don't you?
Look, I don't know, okay?
He looks all right to me.
What does "all right"
look like?
He's not like a fat guy
with a bad comb-over.
And his eyes
are too close together.
Okay? If he looks
so all right to you,
why were you worried
about me talking to him?
I don't know. Because!
It's a big accusation.
Okay, there's a million
ordinary reasons why
there could be a little girl
in his back seat.
Is there anything ordinary
about someone pulling up
to a pump at a gas station
and not getting any gas?
Hmm?
(LINE RINGING)
He's making a call.
(STATIC)
-Wait, get... get closer.
-How much closer?
-Do we just run the red light?
-Just go. Go! Go!
-Whoa, whoa!
-(HORN HONKING)
-(GASPS)
-Shit.
That was close.
MAN: Right, be under Williams.
7-1-7-8.
What is that?
Like, an address?
Or social security number?
Yes, sir.
This number. 555-01-92.
And you're open how late?
Great. Thank you.
Where the hell is he going?
There's nothing out here.
Thank you for coming back,
for doing this with me.
Thank me later,
when we're both
in jail for stalking.
(SOMBER MUSIC PLAYING)
PHIL: So, as you can see,
we pull all
our available personnel
from all across the county.
How do they know
it's Charlotte?
The car was a match,
and the caller described
a little girl with brown hair.
What was she wearing?
The caller did not describe
what she was wearing.
Charlotte's wearing
a yellow dress.
Yeah, yeah, we have that.
With white shoes
and pink socks.
PHIL: Pinks socks, sure.
-Yeah, that's what... Mmm-hmm.
-Is that what you needed?
Yeah.
Uh, Miss Bryce, would you like
to come and take a look here?
Our 911 caller.
He spotted the car here,
and that's
in downtown Gilbert.
Now that we have
the license plate number,
we can send out for
an updated AMBER Alert here.
So in the meantime,
we have established
a perimeter here.
Now all we have to do
is tighten the net.
You know, rest assured,
we're going to do
everything humanly possible
to bring your Charlotte back.
(PHONE DINGS)
-(SENT MESSAGE TONE CHIMES)
-(PHONE LOCKS)
(SHANE CLICKS TONGUE)
Hey, so here's
a crazy question.
-What's your name?
-(CHUCKLES)
-I'm Shane.
-Jaq.
-Jaq.
-Hmm.
Oh.
Be honest, um...
I don't know. It's just...
Uh, it seems a little intense,
you know?
I'm just... I'm... I don't know,
I'm just wondering.
What's intense? What is...
Your reaction to all of this.
I'm just trying to understand.
I mean, it's not like
you have kids, so...
Oh. So, because
I'm not a parent,
I couldn't understand...
-No.
-...this situation.
No, I'm...
I'm just saying that like,
you know,
who else is following
this car?
You know,
and you can't say me,
because I definitely
wouldn't have.
I don't know. I don't know
what you want me to say.
Nothing. Nothing, nothing.
I'm just...
(JAQ EXHALES)
Look, all I'm saying is
that if this is the real deal
and this girl
is really in danger,
there's some parent out there
that's damn lucky
that you were the one
out of a million
who spotted her.
(PHONE RINGING)
JAQ: Oh, God.
Um, let me put
the other call on hold.
But you might
want to cover you ears.
Hey, Shannon, I'm sorry.
SHANNON: Where the hell
are you going, Shane?
Don't even try to lie.
I can track your ass
on your phone.
Yes, I know.
Look, something came up.
Of course it did.
No, I'm serious.
-It's important.
-No, I'm sure, it is.
I'm sure it is.
I'm so sure it's so important.
What is it this time?
A Call of Duty marathon?
Why does everybody
go right for video games?
No. This is like a real thing.
-I'm helping somebody.
-Is there a bachelor party?
Are you headed to Vegas?
What should
I tell Jake, Shane?
What do you want me
to tell your son?
Put him on the phone.
Is he there?
Just put him on the phone
and I'll tell him.
Why is he pulling over?
(SHANNON SCOFFING)
SHANNON: You are not
with a woman right now.
What do you want me to do?
-Pull over, here.
-That's great, Shane.
-Not too close.
-I got it. I got it.
Damn it, Shane! You are not
with some chick right now,
instead of your boy
on his birthday.
-Sorry, Shannon.
-Shannon, I'mma call...
(SARCASTICALLY)
We don't look obvious as hell.
What is he doing?
What are we doing?
Uh, we are having car trouble.
Pop the hood.
(SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC PLAYING)
(RUMMAGING SOUNDS
OVER SPEAKER)
Jaq...
I'm not really like a car guy.
I don't even know how to look
like I know what I'm doing.
Find something with a cap
and open it and turn it.
I don't know.
He's getting out.
-He's getting out the car?
-He's getting out of the car.
He's, uh, smoking.
Just standing. Oh, my God.
-Do you see him?
-Yup. He's walking over.
-He's walking... It's okay.
-Shit.
-MAN: Everything all right?
-Yeah. Yeah.
Yeah. She just got
a little hot is all.
I can take a look.
-No, no, it's okay. I got it.
-JAQ: Yeah.
Thanks, but.
Nice of you to stop.
How about you?
Everything all right?
Not so much.
SHANE: Oh.
JAQ: Hmm?
Y'all live out this way?
We're heading to Franklin,
down to the casino.
Tell you what.
I think you're full of shit
and your car is just fine.
I think you guys
have been following me.
And I think it's because
of that AMBER Alert, huh?
Yep. Yes. Mmm-hmm.
Good for you.
Hell, that's more than good.
That's downright heroic.
But that AMBER Alert,
it ain't me.
No?
So you just happened to be
driving the same type of car?
Ain't so hard.
The most common car
in the whole damn state.
And you just happened to have
a little girl on the backseat.
That's right. My daughter.
-How old is she?
-Seven.
-What's her name?
-Olympia.
Hey, I was shocked as you are.
Believe me.
Imagine driving down the road
and suddenly
you see that big old sign
and the same car
you're driving,
color and everything.
Almost caused an accident
trying to get off the road.
Didn't matter, I guess.
You all still caught me.
Still some good people
in the world.
I like that.
Y'all would have followed me
all the way to Pisgah,
I think.
-Pisgah?
-Tennessee.
Blue Ridge Mountains?
I've got an auntie there.
Full on mystic, you know?
That natural healing shit.
I never thought
I'd go back there, but...
She needs something.
And I can't afford
a real doctor.
Who can, anymore?
Your daughter's sick?
Long T syndrome,
something in her heart.
Arrhythmia?
That's it. You a doctor?
No, my...
my ex is an ER nurse.
You two got kids?
-No, we're not. No.
-No.
Well, just you wait.
These kids, they, uh...
they have no idea
what they do to us.
You'll make a great mother
someday, I think.
Fierce.
I can wake her up.
Come talk to her.
No, no, no.
We're good.
There's no need
to wake her up.
It's fine, really.
No, we're good.
Right, Jaq?
We're good.
I take it you two haven't been
together long, my friend,
because she definitely
ain't good.
It's fine.
I want you to meet her.
Only takes a minute
and we're all satisfied.
Here you go,
only takes a minute.
We're all satisfied.
(TENSE MUSIC PLAYING)
(AMBER ALERT TONE BLARES
OVER PHONE)
-I'll wake her up.
-No, don't.
No problem, really.
No. Uh...
Look, I'm sorry
for bothering you.
SHANE: Jaq...
JAQ: Yeah.
Everything all right?
This is not
the same license plate.
I'm gonna go, um...
I'll go get the air running.
We're good?
Yeah, really.
I'm sorry.
And I'm Aaron.
Nice to meet you.
Jacqueline.
Good luck
with your little girl.
(CAMRY ENGINE STARTS)
There's a lot of black Camrys
in Kentucky.
(KEYPAD BEEPING)
(LINE RINGING)
OPERATOR: 911.
What's your emergency?
Yes, I think I see the car
from the AMBER Alert.
Hold, please.
I'll transfer you.
Yes. Thank you for calling.
What is your location?
JAQ: 150 South.
And the license plate starts
with 6-TP?
JAQ: No.
All right.
Well, thank you for your call.
Wait, wait, wait, wait.
The first AMBER Alert
that I saw
didn't have
a license plate number.
Correct? But since then,
we've had a confirmed sighting
with a license plate number.
Thank you.
Was it a man that called?
To confirm the sighting?
Was it a man?
I'm sorry. I'm not able
to discuss that information.
But you are in the clear.
So again,
thank you for calling.
Was his name Aaron?
-Yes or no?
-Yes.
-Turn around.
-What?
Turn around right now.
Turn around.
-CICI: Ma'am?
-Yes, we saw her.
-We saw her and we let her go.
-Saw who? Charlotte Bryce?
-Go faster.
-I'm doing it.
We were talking to the guy
on the side of the road
and we just... we let him go.
And now we're trying
to catch up to him.
Wait, you saw Charlotte Bryce.
JAQ: Don't you get it?
He called and gave you
a bogus license plate number.
He called
from a gas station, right?
He didn't say.
You didn't track his phone?
-Okay, I need your name.
-Where did he say he was?
Gilbert.
That's the other direction.
All right, ma'am,
I need your name.
Jacqueline Dana.
Okay, Jacqueline.
All I need to know is
if you saw Charlotte Bryce.
I'm telling you,
the same guy that called you
is driving
a black Toyota Camry
with a little girl
in the backseat.
CICI: I hear you, Jacqueline.
You saw a black Camry
and you talked to a guy.
But I'm going to ask you
for the last time,
did you see Charlotte Bryce?
I saw...
CICI: Yes?
At this point, I'm gonna need
more information.
I saw...
her legs.
White shoes with pink socks.
White shoes and pink socks?
Are you sure?
Yes. Why?
Please hold.
(TELEPHONE RINGS)
-Casey.
-Phil, I've got something.
Okay, I'll call everybody
and round them up.
No, no, listen.
You need to come down here.
Something's wrong.
(TENSE MUSIC PLAYING)
JAQ: There. There he is.
We need to get up there.
CICI: Jacqueline,
I'm putting you on speaker.
Hello, Jacqueline,
this is Sergeant Casey.
We really need both of you
to exercise extreme caution.
We don't want to put
anyone or yourselves
or our little girl
in any further danger.
Look, he's gonna
see us coming.
We're doing like
100 miles an hour.
Hundred miles an hour?
-PHIL: Jacqueline.
-I'm here. I'm here.
I mean, are you guys coming?
Where are you?
Look, if he sees us,
he can do something crazy.
Listen, you need to slow down.
You need to back off that car.
Pass the truck.
-(GRUNTS)
-(TIRES SCREECHING)
Shit.
-(WHIMPERS)
-(GRUNTS)
(HORN HONKING)
-(GASPS)
-Jacqueline?
What's happening?
Listen, I just have to say
that I can't legally ask you
to go any further.
I'm not asking
for permission, okay?
I'm not gonna lose him again.
CICI: She hung up.
SHANE: Uh,
he definitely sees us.
-Look how fast he's going.
-(KEYPAD BEEPING)
Are you calling them back?
Are they coming?
(LINE RINGING)
Hello.
I know you're there.
-Is that...
-Look, I'm not saying
that we stop driving, okay?
We don't have to stop driving.
But the faster you speed,
the more attention
you bring to yourself, so...
(EXHALES)
Now let's just
talk about this.
AARON: How'd you
get this number?
We just want Charlotte
to be safe.
Okay? That's it.
AARON: Who the hell
are you people?
How'd you get this number?
Just tell me
if Charlotte's okay.
You keep talking
about this Charlotte,
but I told you,
my daughter's name is Olympia.
-No.
-No?
No.
I don't think that little girl
in the back seat is Olympia.
I think that little girl
is Charlotte Bryce.
And we just want
to talk with you about it.
That's it.
AARON: No, you only
want to talk at me.
Otherwise you'd answer
my question.
How'd you get this number?
Okay.
From the police.
They suspected
you were the one
who called 911
with the sighting
in Gilbert to throw them off.
AARON: No way
they'd give you my number.
I know. It's a last resort.
We are all
they've got right now,
and they want to give you
a chance to do the right thing
-before this escalates.
-AARON: The right thing?
Well, I mean...
basically the only thing.
AARON: The only thing?
Or what?
You gonna ram me off the road?
JAQ: No. We're not going
to run you off the road.
We just want Charlotte.
You drop her off,
we get her and you get lost.
Are you getting this?
AARON: A deal?
Is that what you're saying?
He's speeding up.
AARON: You want
to make a deal?
JAQ: How is this a deal?
It's the only option.
Think about it.
Without us,
how would they find you? Huh?
You drop off the girl
and we go away.
AARON: There's another option.
You go away,
or I kill her right now.
No. You don't want to do that.
AARON: No, I don't.
What did I say? Think!
You can't touch her.
Because the only leverage
you have right now
is that little girl.
If something happens to her,
we have no reason
to stop following you.
We will bring the police
right up your ass.
Jaq, what are you doing?
AARON: I will push her
out the car right now!
-You can have her!
-You're not getting it.
If you do that,
we will not stop for her.
-Bullshit!
-What for? For a body?
Let somebody else pick it up.
We have a full tank of gas,
and nowhere else to be.
Are you getting me,
you sick son of a bitch?
You can't have it both ways.
Either we get Charlotte
or we get you.
-SHANE: Oh, shit!
-(GASPS)
(TIRES SCREECH)
(UNEASY MUSIC PLAYING)
(EXHALES)
(IMPERCEPTIBLE)
PHIL: We got no ping
on this guy's phone
when he called.
That's why you saw him
pull into the gas station.
He was using the free Wi-Fi,
so we couldn't trace his call.
And what about the name?
PHIL: Uh, Williams.
I got two dozen hits
on the local database,
but there's no link
to his license plate
or his phone number.
All right,
but what about the number?
We thought it could be
Social Security.
PHIL: Uh, yeah,
we got nothing on that.
Look, I just got to say again,
you guys have been so,
so great.
You know, if this guy's
headed for Tennessee,
there's no way he's gonna
make it to the state line
with all the calls
and all the support
we got down there.
You know,
and that's because of you.
What if he asked
how late they were open?
PHIL: You mean,
whatever store he was calling?
Yeah, he asked them
how late they would be open.
Like he wanted to go tonight.
Son of a bitch.
You know, I'm going
to pull those phone records.
It's a pharmacy.
That number
is not a Social Security.
-It's... Yeah.
-It's a birthday.
They make you put it in
every time
you fill a prescription.
He might be the one
with arrhythmia.
That's not just something
that you just
pull out of your ass.
(PHONE VIBRATING)
I gotta take this.
Hey.
Hey, buddy.
Hey.
Yeah, I know, I know.
PHIL: Listen, I can't tell you
how much
we appreciate all this.
We're going to be able
to take it from here, okay?
I just need you to come down
and make a full statement,
all right?
I don't know about Shane,
but, uh, I will be there.
Give me an hour.
Great.
I know,
but Daddy just had to help
some people really quickly.
Okay?
But as soon as I'm done,
I'm going to be there.
Uh-huh.
Yeah.
Okay, but you know what?
Listen, you know what?
Tell Mommy
that I said that you can
stay up as late as it takes.
Until I get there.
Yeah. Mmm-hmm.
Yeah.
Okay.
And I love you.
I just need you
to know that, okay?
Daddy loves you.
Okay.
Bye bye.
CICI: Jacqueline was right.
He called a pharmacy.
Birthday checks out
to a Benjamin Williams.
PHIL: Local?
CICI: Tannersville address.
That's just down
the highway from them.
-Call them.
-Ms. Bryce.
They're only a few minutes
from there.
They are not police officers.
I am not going to ask them
to do anything more.
But you know that they'll go.
PHIL: Yeah,
I don't doubt that.
But this creep is armed,
and they're not.
We'll send someone.
How long will that take?
Isn't Tannersville PD
heading down to the state line
with everyone else?
We'll pull from Scottsville.
-All right? There's a case.
-Okay.
PHIL: So get that...
Excuse me. What are you doing?
Shit, you know,
I'll go myself.
-How long will that take?
-I don't know.
Half an hour.
I have to use the ladies room.
Phil, what the hell
is going on here?
Are you really
going down there?
Wouldn't you?
(DOOR OPENS)
(DOOR CLOSES)
Sorry about Jake.
No.
No, he's... he's fine.
He's with his mom.
He's safe.
That's all that matters.
I just needed the money.
You can really clean up
around that time.
Drives home from work...
DoorDash, food deliveries.
I just kept saying,
"Just one more."
He doesn't need another game.
Or an Xbox.
He needs my time.
I had a baby.
A boy.
He was stillborn.
Died at full term,
a week before his due date.
They didn't know why.
He just...
stopped.
But you have to...
finish the pregnancy.
Go through labor.
Give birth.
Just like...
if it were a live baby.
And then you know
what they do?
They bring you
a birth certificate
and a death certificate
at the same time.
(SIGHS)
I have a picture of us.
I'm holding him.
He just looks like
he's asleep.
It's not a picture you frame.
I'll never put him
on my desk at work.
Let me ask you a question.
If we saw that car again,
if we saw him again,
would you go?
I would go with you.
(PHONE VIBRATING)
Hello?
Um... (SNIFFLES)
Hello? Is this Jacqueline?
JAQ: Yes. Who... who's this?
MONICA: Uh...
My name is Monica.
Monica Bryce. I'm...
I'm Charlotte's mom.
I don't know what to say.
Uh...
Thank you.
What you were willing to do
for us, I mean, you...
You don't even know us.
Um...
(SIGHS HEAVILY)
If you only knew Charlotte...
If you could just meet her,
then you'd understand.
(MONICA CONTINUES WEEPING)
Listen, I know...
I know the police said
they're going.
And I...
I know I can't ask you
to do this, but...
But I have an address.
(ENGINE STARTS)
(DARK ELECTRONIC MUSIC PLAYING)
Up ahead, at the light.
Hey.
Take a right.
There's nothing out here.
It's down there.
Of course it's down there.
(MUSIC FADES)
I don't see any houses.
There.
Thirty-seven, 39.
SHANE: Forty-four.
JAQ: No 42.
This one has no number.
So...
We'll do this way.
I'm gonna call your phone
and see if we can hear it.
(PHONE VIBRATING)
(OBJECTS CLATTERING)
What the hell was that?
AARON: (OVER SPEAKER)
Out. C'mon, darlin'.
SHANE: Jaq, no.
AARON: Hey, look at me.
Can you look at me?
Listen, we're just playin',
is all.
Don't you... (STATIC) friends?
It's gotta be that way.
AARON: Do you play princess?
'Cause I have got a room
for you inside.
A princess room, all pink.
A doll house.
A giant bed,
oh, my goodness, that bed!
CHARLOTTE: I want my mommy.
AARON: Don't talk
about your mom.
You don't ask for her.
Remember?
(CHARLOTTE SOBS)
Do you want me
to be scary again? Huh?
Do you want me to be...
-(SHANE DISCONNECTS CALL)
-No! What are you doing?
SHANE: We have
to do something.
We need to hear
what's going on.
(LINE RINGING)
MAN: Hello?
Hello, Mr. Williams?
Yeah.
Yeah, this is John
from the pharmacy.
I'm calling to let you know
that your prescription
is ready.
Which one?
Um, it looks like
all of them, actually.
Um, but I have to say,
and I'm sorry
for the inconvenience.
It's, uh...
What?
It's just that
two of our lab technicians
called in sick
and, um, I've already
hit my limit on overtime.
So it looks like
we're going to have to close
early tonight, uh...
Do you think
you can come in now?
If not, I'll just... I'll have
it ready first thing.
-It's just...
-No.
I'll be there.
Ten minutes.
That's perfect. All right.
Thank you.
-I...
-(LINE DISCONNECTS)
(ENGINE REVVING)
He's alone.
He left her in the house.
Okay.
(DARK ELECTRONIC MUSIC PLAYING)
There's gotta be
another way in.
(MUSIC FADES)
(TENSE MUSIC PLAYING)
Charlotte?
Charlotte?
Charlotte?
Honey?
Hello?
(TENSE MUSIC PLAYING)
(INTENSE MUSIC PLAYING)
(GASPS)
(GRUNTS)
JAQ: Shane, over here.
(JAQ GROANS)
SHANE: What is this?
Mattresses absorb sound.
SHANE: Yeah.
They can also hide something.
Jaq.
I found a door.
-I can't, you go.
-Okay, hold.
-Mmm-hmm.
-All right.
(TENSE MUSIC PLAYING)
(FAINT SOBBING)
JAQ: Hey.
Charlotte?
Charlotte?
Honey, sweetie, hi.
We're here to help you.
I'm just gonna
take this off, okay?
Hi, sweetie.
Can you...
can you look at me? Huh?
Can you show me your eyes?
No.
Okay.
We're here to bring you back
to your mom, okay?
You want to go home, right?
You want to go home?
Honey, are you...
are you hurt?
Are you hurt?
Can you... can you look at me?
CHARLOTTE:
I don't want to see him.
I promise
if we leave right now,
you will never
have to see him again.
Okay?
CHARLOTTE: (WHISPERS)
Behind you.
He's gone.
We made him go away.
Good, good.
Now you want
to get out of there?
You want to go home?
Yeah? Okay, good.
We're gonna
get you out of here.
Look for something,
anything to get
this cage open.
Are you hurt?
Show me your legs, your arms.
Charlotte, what's that?
Yeah, what is that?
Show me. Show me.
Shane, he went
to the pharmacy already.
And he knows we called him.
He wanted us to come in here.
-(LOUD BANGING)
-(BOTH GASPING)
Okay. Um...
JAQ: We can
pull this apart, right?
SHANE: You think
you can help us? Right.
Here, use your legs.
Yes, there you go.
Push it as hard as you can.
-There you go.
-Can you get through here?
SHANE: Can you get through?
JAQ: Can you?
-(STRAINING) God.
-Okay, let me find something.
JAQ: All right...
Jaq, Jaq, Jaq, move.
Back up for me, okay?
Back up a little bit.
Back up.
JAQ: Hit it!
SHANE: Okay, all right.
JAQ: Okay.
SHANE: All right. There we go.
JAQ: Okay. Okay, baby.
SHANE: Come on.
JAQ: Okay, baby.
Hold on to me.
-Okay? Okay.
-There we go.
JAQ: We're getting you out.
(DOOR RATTLING)
SHANE: Okay. Okay.
JAQ: Hold on.
SHANE: We can't go this way.
We have to go back
the way we came.
-Okay. You just hold on to me.
-Okay? Just hold on.
-No matter what.
-All right?
-Stay right behind me.
-Okay.
JAQ: We're getting
out of here.
You all right?
Yeah. You got it.
Okay. All right.
Okay.
JAQ: Okay, just hold on to me.
(JAQ BREATHING HEAVILY)
(CHAINS CLINKING)
(GROWLS)
(DOG BARKING)
Okay, run!
SHANE: Through that door.
Through that door.
JAQ: Come on.
-Go, go!
-No. We all go.
Go!
Come on.
-Come on.
-AARON: I thought
you just wanted to talk!
-(GUNSHOTS)
-(SCREAMING)
JAQ: Just give me your hand.
Come here.
(JAQ WHIMPERING)
(AARON YELLING)
JAQ: Stay behind me.
No, no, no.
No, no, no.
No, no, no.
(JAQ GROANS)
-(GUNSHOT)
-(GASPS)
(STIRRING MUSIC PLAYING)
(BREATHING HEAVILY)
(IMPERCEPTIBLE)
Sergeant Casey?
(INAUDIBLE)
(INAUDIBLE)
(MUSIC FADES)
MALE SINGER:
They're higher
than the mountains
In the distance
These memories of you
that never fade
I try to whisper something
in the silence
But since I breathed you in
I can't exhale
I can hold back the tide
in the morning
I can roam
by the light of the moon
But somehow
it don't matter where I go
'Cause all roads lead to you
(VOCALIZING)
You won't believe
My tears became an ocean!
And now I lie here
washed up on the shore
And every seventh wave
I know, I count them
Is higher than the ones
that came before
I could set sail
and follow the current
Till I fall off the earth
out of view
But somehow it don't matter
Where I go
'Cause all roads
lead to you
(VOCALIZING)
(SONG ENDS)
(SERENE MUSIC PLAYING)
(SOMBER MUSIC PLAYING)
(MUSIC FADES OUT)
(OMINOUS MUSIC PLAYING)
(CHILDREN CHATTERING, MUFFLED)
(CROWS CAWING)
(GAME SOUNDS ON CONSOLE)
(OMINOUS MUSIC CONTINUES)
WOMAN: Hey, Sophia!
(MUSIC FADES)
(PHONE VIBRATES)
(EXCLAIMS SOFTLY)
All right.
Wait!
Hey, wait, I'm here.
Wait, wait, wait.
I'm right here!
What the hell happened
to the eight-minute rule?
Shit.
DRIVER: All right, love.
You have a good day.
PASSENGER: Yes, you, too.
MAN: Hey, sweetie.
PASSENGER: Hey.
Oh, oh! I will get that.
Thank you.
Excuse me. Hi.
I just booked a car
with you guys.
-Sorry, it was my last ride.
-No, no, no.
Listen, I literally just now
booked a car with you guys,
and he took off
and I can't be late
to this thing.
The next car
is 10 minutes away.
I already took my sign down.
Okay, off the books, then.
We can do cash.
(CHUCKLES)
Look, I really would,
but I gotta be in Middletown,
like, right now.
Middletown?
No, that's perfect.
I have to be in Hurstbourne.
So, you know,
it's 22 minutes to get there
and a couple of minutes
out of your way.
(SARCASTICALLY) Did I mention
I'm also a murderer?
Like, I murder my passengers.
You know what? That is okay.
Really big needle, like,
right through the eyeball.
You know what?
She looked pretty alive to me.
Yeah, but she only
has one eye now.
You just can't see her
from this angle.
I will make you a deal.
Okay? If you get me there
with both eyes and alive,
I'll give you a big, fat tip.
But the sign stays down,
which means we're listening
to my music.
-Your music. Oh, boy.
-You cannot complain.
Yes.
(SCREAMING)
(PARENT COOING)
Aw, Luke,
what's that face, bubba?
-You want this?
-The grass.
He's not a huge fan.
Just because
you hate the outdoors.
Since when do I hate
the outdoors?
Have you ever
taken the kids camping?
-Or fishing?
-Fishing?
Where's the, um...
It's just flashing at me.
Switch it to video.
No, at the bottom.
GIRL: You're too slow.
(KIDS LAUGHING)
GIRL: Come get me.
BOY: I'm coming.
-(GIRL SCREAMING)
-BOY: Wait, wait.
PARENT: Henry! Don't make
her scream like that.
Why don't you guys
play hide and seek?
HENRY: Caught you!
GIRL: I'm counting first.
20, 19, 18...
This is why the whole world
gets infected so easily.
Your generation
has it all backwards.
(SARCASTICALLY)
My generation's to blame.
You're so afraid
to go outside.
Now, you have
no immune system.
15, 14...
13, 12, 11...
ten, nine, eight, seven,
six, five, four,
three, two, one.
Ready or not, here I come.
(OMINOUS MUSIC PLAYING)
WOMAN:
When I was Charlotte's age,
I was out the front door
by sunup
and didn't come home until
the street lamps turned on.
Yes, I know.
And your phones
were plugged into the wall
and you had to walk to school
uphill both ways.
And that is true, bubba.
I would get all tangled up
in the phone cord
holding your mama
and talking to the doctor
because she was colic
and never stopped crying.
(OVER RECORDING)
I'm just saying,
I practically raised you
in the wilderness.
Where's Charlotte?
(OVER RECORDING) I practically
raised you in the wilderness.
Monica, where's Charlotte?
(OVER RECORDING)
I'm just saying,
I practically raised you
in the wilderness.
Charlotte?
(SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC PLAYING)
Charlotte?
Charlotte!
Henry!
Henry?
Charlotte!
Charlotte!
Charlotte!
(CRYING)
(KEYPAD BEEPING)
911. What's your emergency?
OPERATOR: Mobile 14,
you're clear to the ramp.
-How fast was he driving?
-What's your emergency?
CALLER: I think
he is better now, thank you.
I think...
He's up anyway and he's...
-He's going to be all right.
-Yes. Okay.
You're fine now. You did good.
-You hear me?
-Oh, thank...
-They're coming?
-Yes, ma'am.
Paramedics will take over
from there.
Good. Thank you.
Okay.
911. What's your emergency?
MONICA: (WAILING) Charlotte!
-Okay, ma'am.
-Charlotte!
Charlotte! Charlotte!
Charlotte!
I got a live one here.
Abduction. Seven-year-old girl
from the park on Centennial,
right in front of her mom.
-Phil.
-Ex-husband, family members?
She called her ex.
He's in Oregon.
No family disputes.
Phil, I know
how to vet these things.
We've got an AMBER Alert.
Charlotte Bryce,
seven years old.
Yellow dress, white shoes,
pink socks,
brown hair, blue eyes.
I'm standing by for a photo.
-You said the the park
on Centennial? Okay.
-Mmm-hmm.
-What about the car?
-Uh...
Black or dark gray
Toyota Camry.
Shit. Of course, it is.
(EXHALES WEARILY)
Plate number?
A plate number?
She didn't get
the plate number.
No, she didn't.
-I know, but look...
-No, no, absolutely not.
Come on.
We've got to have
a plate number.
All right? We have
to field a million calls.
Just have the mother call me
and I'll talk to her myself.
Yeah. Okay.
PHIL: I'm not going
to pretend to understand
what you're feeling right now,
but what we're talking about
is the country's most popular
make and model car.
If I blast an AMBER Alert
across the whole city,
we're going to be
flooded with calls
about every gray,
silver and black car
that looks anything
like a Toyota.
I'm very sorry,
but without a license plate,
you know,
how are we going to...
What did they say?
(ENGINE STARTS)
I'ma keep this feeling
Close to me
But I think I lost my mind
What's in Middletown?
Hmm?
What's in Middletown?
Xbox and pizza?
No, I'm not a gamer.
So, what?
You're gonna go to Murder-Con?
Spend some time
with your peers.
No, it's a date, actually.
A really fancy date...
at a fancy restaurant
with fancy food,
if you must know.
A blind date?
People even do that anymore?
Oh...
Oh, is that what
you're late for?
No.
Why you look scared?
You thought
it might be with me?
No, that's not what I said.
Hey, hold on.
What if it was with me?
That would be fine.
Perfect. I just...
Not a big gamer. So...
-(TIRES SCREECH)
-(GASPS)
Monica Bryce is here.
MONICA: You know...
Me...
I can only imagine.
But you must have
seen this before.
You have to know
what kind of a person
does that kind of thing.
(MONICA SNIFFLES)
And that kind of a person
just gets to take
my little girl and drive away?
(SNIFFLES)
Can you send
both these images to Cici?
(SOFTLY) Yes.
Come with me.
Thank you, Miss Bryce.
Um, Miss Bryce,
please have a seat.
-Okay.
-We'll be right with you.
-Okay.
-Thank you.
Okay.
PHIL: Look,
with this kind of volume,
the only way this works
is if we reroute dispatch
to Baker and Delta,
patch into a dedicated line.
And I want you
catching on this.
Wait. Whoa.
-Just me?
-Just you.
Phil, how do we do this
with one line?
Talk fast.
Yeah, this is Sergeant Casey,
badge number 450-277.
Requesting an AMBER Alert.
Immediate dispatch.
(PHONE RINGING)
DRIVER: Oh. Uh...
-Uh, hey, Shannon, I'm sorry.
-Where are you?
Uh, hold on, real quick.
-Your pizza got here
10 minutes ago.
-Uh-huh.
-Please tell me
you at least have the games?
-Yeah, yeah, yeah.
I got 'em. I got 'em.
Just hold on real quick.
-Shane...
-Shit.
...you do not get
to screw this up again.
Do you know how much
Jake has been
looking forward to this?
I mean, he's gonna cry himself
to sleep tonight
because of you.
(PENSIVE MUSIC PLAYING)
Shane?
Yeah, yeah, I hear you.
Um...
I got the games.
That's Big Jake.
He's turning five.
You got kids?
No.
Whoa!
Oh. That's Shannon.
We're all good now, though.
I mean, obviously, right?
-Yeah.
-(SHANE CHUCKLES SOFTLY)
(AMBER ALERT TONE BLARES
OVER PHONE)
Oh, shit, I hate these.
(SIGHS) That's why I don't
complain about my life.
No matter how bad it is,
someone else is always
having a worse day.
(SNIFFLES)
(PHONE VIBRATING)
(TENSE MUSIC PLAYING)
CICI: Here we go.
(COMPUTER CHIMING)
911. What's your emergency?
(EXHALES)
-I should have let you go.
-No.
Like you said,
it's on the way.
I didn't know your situation.
Don't even worry about it.
I need the money.
You know,
video games ain't cheap.
(SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC PLAYING)
Hey. Look at that car
right there.
Which one? The black one?
What kind of car is that?
SHANE: It's a Camry.
You don't know
what a Camry looks like?
What did your friends
drive in high school?
Look.
SHANE: Put it out
without a plate number?
Right, but it looks just like
the one in the picture.
Yeah, but we probably
drove past,
like, five of these already.
But what if that
is the one? Huh?
It would be one in a thousand.
There might be 10,000 of these
driving in front
of 10,000 other people,
but there is only one
that is right in front of us
right now.
All right. I mean,
what the hell? Call it in.
(KEYPAD BEEPING)
Don't let anyone
get between us.
I'm gonna need
the plate number.
SHANE: Mmm-hmm.
(LINE RINGING)
AUTOMATED VOICE:
Due to high call volume,
your call has been
placed in queue.
They put me on hold.
Yeah, half of Louisville
is trying to call them
right now.
They must be real desperate
to put it out
without a plate number.
But I hear
most of these are like
runaways
or family disputes or...
somebody's ex
just keeps the kid
for too long over the weekend.
I can't tell you how
many times I thought about
just taking Jake
and running off, you know.
CICI: 911, are you calling
about the AMBER Alert?
Yes.
Hi. Um, I am behind a Camry
with dark windows.
Yes, ma'am. Thank you, ma'am.
-Can you see inside the car?
-WOMAN: No.
The windows are too dark.
Thank you, ma'am.
Can you see the license plate?
WOMAN: Um...
Yes... Okay.
F-4-P-L-T-8-8.
And I see your location
is approximately
at the 264 and 150.
WOMAN: Yes, that's correct.
What should we do?
Should we keep
following them? Or...
I've noted your location
and I thank you for the call.
911. Are you calling
about the AMBER Alert?
CALLER: Yes, I am.
CICI: All right.
Did you see the car?
What color was it?
-Hello?
-(LINE DISCONNECTS)
They hang up?
Well, there's nothing more
to tell 'em,
not without being able
to see inside the car.
Well, we could always
pull up next to him and ask.
Why don't we?
Come on, move up.
(SHANE SPUTTERING)
-Move up.
-Okay, I... I am.
WOMAN: All the way.
I don't want him to see us
just staring at him.
WOMAN: Just a little more.
I just want to be able to see
inside the car.
I don't see anything.
The windows are too dark.
Oh, shit. Look.
-(TIRES SCREECHING)
-Whoa!
(HORN HONKING)
(DRIVER SHOUTING)
He saw the sign and he ran.
-Okay, we don't know that.
-We should follow him.
-We don't know... If I was...
-Go!
Before the light
turns were green. Go!
Okay, okay.
-(TIRES SCREECH)
-(HORN HONKING)
SHANE: Sorry. Sorry. Sorry.
-Come on. Don't lose him.
-Okay, okay, okay.
What are we even doing,
all right? This is crazy.
I know, I know... I know it is,
but I just want to be sure.
I want to see where he goes.
Okay, that's fine.
But I'm trying
not to get us both killed.
And I appreciate that.
Thank you.
WOMAN: Stop, stop,
stop right here.
He's not running.
He just needed to get gas.
He's going inside.
-He's not running.
-WOMAN: What is that?
Is that a gun?
-Did you see? He has a gun.
-I can't see shit.
I'm sorry,
I know this is crazy.
-Hey! Whoa! Whoa!
-(HORN HONKING)
-Hey.
-Good luck with your son.
-Um... Um...
-I will find another ride.
Shit! Shit! Wait!
Hold on. Hold on.
Just call this number
real quick.
5-5-5-40-12.
I'm just following
some random...
Call me. Come on.
(LINE RINGING)
Okay? Got, um...
Hey, you there?
WOMAN:
It's gonna be nothing, I know.
But I wouldn't be able
to sleep tonight
wondering "what if?"
SHANE: Oh, good,
selfish reason.
I was beginning to put you
on a pedestal,
like some kind of superhero.
More good news.
I definitely
want to see you again.
SHANE: Oh. You mean like a...
Meaning, I left my blazer
in your back seat.
SHANE: What?
Oh, shit! Look at that.
Why? What did you
think I meant?
SHANE: No, no, nothing.
That's... I'm just like...
CALLER: There, there, there.
Now he's turned a right on...
What is that? Jefferson?
It's a Camry or Corolla,
one of those two, dark grey.
Your location's been noted,
and I thank you for calling.
(TELEPHONE RINGING)
-PHIL: Cici.
-I'm here.
PHIL:
I got a caller on the line
transferred from
Gilbert dispatch
who says they got our car.
How do they know?
Well, how about
a black Toyota Camry
with a little
brown haired girl
screaming out the back window,
"He's not my daddy."
(RINGING)
I'm transferring
the call to you.
CICI: Thank you for holding.
You saw a girl
in the backseat?
(TENSE MUSIC PLAYING)
SHANE: Anything?
I don't know.
It's too dark inside.
SHANE: Yeah, but you would
see movement. Something.
Wait...
I think the window's cracked
a little bit
on the other side.
SHANE: Hey, hey, listen.
You don't have
to do anything. All right?
What if he comes back out?
Who knows
what this guy's like?
He could be crazy.
Oh, my God. Oh, my God.
There's a little girl in here.
-The one from the photo?
-I don't know.
She's not moving.
-(CAR DOOR RATTLES)
-The doors are locked.
Hello? Can you hear me?
SHANE: Shit!
Hey, he's coming back.
He just walked out.
WOMAN: How do you know that?
SHANE: Just hold on.
I'm pulling in right now.
WOMAN: This is stupid.
-I'll just talk to him.
-No, no, no. No.
Are you kidding?
You just said he had a gun.
WOMAN: I don't care,
I'll just ask him.
SHANE: Shh. He's right there.
MAN: Let me know
if you need anything else.
WOMAN: Oh, God.
SHANE: Hey.
Hey, I'm right here.
Look, just go now. Go now!
-Mute your your phone.
-What, are you crazy?
-What do you...
-Mute your phone.
(ENGINE STARTS)
Go.
Well, now we can
call the police, right?
Tell them what you saw?
Don't touch that.
My other ear bud's
in the back seat.
If you get too far away,
the call will drop.
-What?
-Just drive. Now.
Stay close. I don't know how
much range this thing gets.
How long are we supposed
to follow him?
Get closer.
Look, are you sure
that you saw a little girl
in the back seat?
-I know what I saw.
-I don't know what you saw.
What? What do you think
I do this all the time?
There's a little girl
lying down in the back seat.
She's the same age.
He's carrying a gun.
It's Kentucky.
Everyone carries a gun.
Look, if this is the car...
"If," that's like
a really big "if."
This could just be
his daughter.
And if we find out
that's the case,
then that's great.
That's what we want.
But I feel like
we need to know.
Don't you?
Look, I don't know, okay?
He looks all right to me.
What does "all right"
look like?
He's not like a fat guy
with a bad comb-over.
And his eyes
are too close together.
Okay? If he looks
so all right to you,
why were you worried
about me talking to him?
I don't know. Because!
It's a big accusation.
Okay, there's a million
ordinary reasons why
there could be a little girl
in his back seat.
Is there anything ordinary
about someone pulling up
to a pump at a gas station
and not getting any gas?
Hmm?
(LINE RINGING)
He's making a call.
(STATIC)
-Wait, get... get closer.
-How much closer?
-Do we just run the red light?
-Just go. Go! Go!
-Whoa, whoa!
-(HORN HONKING)
-(GASPS)
-Shit.
That was close.
MAN: Right, be under Williams.
7-1-7-8.
What is that?
Like, an address?
Or social security number?
Yes, sir.
This number. 555-01-92.
And you're open how late?
Great. Thank you.
Where the hell is he going?
There's nothing out here.
Thank you for coming back,
for doing this with me.
Thank me later,
when we're both
in jail for stalking.
(SOMBER MUSIC PLAYING)
PHIL: So, as you can see,
we pull all
our available personnel
from all across the county.
How do they know
it's Charlotte?
The car was a match,
and the caller described
a little girl with brown hair.
What was she wearing?
The caller did not describe
what she was wearing.
Charlotte's wearing
a yellow dress.
Yeah, yeah, we have that.
With white shoes
and pink socks.
PHIL: Pinks socks, sure.
-Yeah, that's what... Mmm-hmm.
-Is that what you needed?
Yeah.
Uh, Miss Bryce, would you like
to come and take a look here?
Our 911 caller.
He spotted the car here,
and that's
in downtown Gilbert.
Now that we have
the license plate number,
we can send out for
an updated AMBER Alert here.
So in the meantime,
we have established
a perimeter here.
Now all we have to do
is tighten the net.
You know, rest assured,
we're going to do
everything humanly possible
to bring your Charlotte back.
(PHONE DINGS)
-(SENT MESSAGE TONE CHIMES)
-(PHONE LOCKS)
(SHANE CLICKS TONGUE)
Hey, so here's
a crazy question.
-What's your name?
-(CHUCKLES)
-I'm Shane.
-Jaq.
-Jaq.
-Hmm.
Oh.
Be honest, um...
I don't know. It's just...
Uh, it seems a little intense,
you know?
I'm just... I'm... I don't know,
I'm just wondering.
What's intense? What is...
Your reaction to all of this.
I'm just trying to understand.
I mean, it's not like
you have kids, so...
Oh. So, because
I'm not a parent,
I couldn't understand...
-No.
-...this situation.
No, I'm...
I'm just saying that like,
you know,
who else is following
this car?
You know,
and you can't say me,
because I definitely
wouldn't have.
I don't know. I don't know
what you want me to say.
Nothing. Nothing, nothing.
I'm just...
(JAQ EXHALES)
Look, all I'm saying is
that if this is the real deal
and this girl
is really in danger,
there's some parent out there
that's damn lucky
that you were the one
out of a million
who spotted her.
(PHONE RINGING)
JAQ: Oh, God.
Um, let me put
the other call on hold.
But you might
want to cover you ears.
Hey, Shannon, I'm sorry.
SHANNON: Where the hell
are you going, Shane?
Don't even try to lie.
I can track your ass
on your phone.
Yes, I know.
Look, something came up.
Of course it did.
No, I'm serious.
-It's important.
-No, I'm sure, it is.
I'm sure it is.
I'm so sure it's so important.
What is it this time?
A Call of Duty marathon?
Why does everybody
go right for video games?
No. This is like a real thing.
-I'm helping somebody.
-Is there a bachelor party?
Are you headed to Vegas?
What should
I tell Jake, Shane?
What do you want me
to tell your son?
Put him on the phone.
Is he there?
Just put him on the phone
and I'll tell him.
Why is he pulling over?
(SHANNON SCOFFING)
SHANNON: You are not
with a woman right now.
What do you want me to do?
-Pull over, here.
-That's great, Shane.
-Not too close.
-I got it. I got it.
Damn it, Shane! You are not
with some chick right now,
instead of your boy
on his birthday.
-Sorry, Shannon.
-Shannon, I'mma call...
(SARCASTICALLY)
We don't look obvious as hell.
What is he doing?
What are we doing?
Uh, we are having car trouble.
Pop the hood.
(SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC PLAYING)
(RUMMAGING SOUNDS
OVER SPEAKER)
Jaq...
I'm not really like a car guy.
I don't even know how to look
like I know what I'm doing.
Find something with a cap
and open it and turn it.
I don't know.
He's getting out.
-He's getting out the car?
-He's getting out of the car.
He's, uh, smoking.
Just standing. Oh, my God.
-Do you see him?
-Yup. He's walking over.
-He's walking... It's okay.
-Shit.
-MAN: Everything all right?
-Yeah. Yeah.
Yeah. She just got
a little hot is all.
I can take a look.
-No, no, it's okay. I got it.
-JAQ: Yeah.
Thanks, but.
Nice of you to stop.
How about you?
Everything all right?
Not so much.
SHANE: Oh.
JAQ: Hmm?
Y'all live out this way?
We're heading to Franklin,
down to the casino.
Tell you what.
I think you're full of shit
and your car is just fine.
I think you guys
have been following me.
And I think it's because
of that AMBER Alert, huh?
Yep. Yes. Mmm-hmm.
Good for you.
Hell, that's more than good.
That's downright heroic.
But that AMBER Alert,
it ain't me.
No?
So you just happened to be
driving the same type of car?
Ain't so hard.
The most common car
in the whole damn state.
And you just happened to have
a little girl on the backseat.
That's right. My daughter.
-How old is she?
-Seven.
-What's her name?
-Olympia.
Hey, I was shocked as you are.
Believe me.
Imagine driving down the road
and suddenly
you see that big old sign
and the same car
you're driving,
color and everything.
Almost caused an accident
trying to get off the road.
Didn't matter, I guess.
You all still caught me.
Still some good people
in the world.
I like that.
Y'all would have followed me
all the way to Pisgah,
I think.
-Pisgah?
-Tennessee.
Blue Ridge Mountains?
I've got an auntie there.
Full on mystic, you know?
That natural healing shit.
I never thought
I'd go back there, but...
She needs something.
And I can't afford
a real doctor.
Who can, anymore?
Your daughter's sick?
Long T syndrome,
something in her heart.
Arrhythmia?
That's it. You a doctor?
No, my...
my ex is an ER nurse.
You two got kids?
-No, we're not. No.
-No.
Well, just you wait.
These kids, they, uh...
they have no idea
what they do to us.
You'll make a great mother
someday, I think.
Fierce.
I can wake her up.
Come talk to her.
No, no, no.
We're good.
There's no need
to wake her up.
It's fine, really.
No, we're good.
Right, Jaq?
We're good.
I take it you two haven't been
together long, my friend,
because she definitely
ain't good.
It's fine.
I want you to meet her.
Only takes a minute
and we're all satisfied.
Here you go,
only takes a minute.
We're all satisfied.
(TENSE MUSIC PLAYING)
(AMBER ALERT TONE BLARES
OVER PHONE)
-I'll wake her up.
-No, don't.
No problem, really.
No. Uh...
Look, I'm sorry
for bothering you.
SHANE: Jaq...
JAQ: Yeah.
Everything all right?
This is not
the same license plate.
I'm gonna go, um...
I'll go get the air running.
We're good?
Yeah, really.
I'm sorry.
And I'm Aaron.
Nice to meet you.
Jacqueline.
Good luck
with your little girl.
(CAMRY ENGINE STARTS)
There's a lot of black Camrys
in Kentucky.
(KEYPAD BEEPING)
(LINE RINGING)
OPERATOR: 911.
What's your emergency?
Yes, I think I see the car
from the AMBER Alert.
Hold, please.
I'll transfer you.
Yes. Thank you for calling.
What is your location?
JAQ: 150 South.
And the license plate starts
with 6-TP?
JAQ: No.
All right.
Well, thank you for your call.
Wait, wait, wait, wait.
The first AMBER Alert
that I saw
didn't have
a license plate number.
Correct? But since then,
we've had a confirmed sighting
with a license plate number.
Thank you.
Was it a man that called?
To confirm the sighting?
Was it a man?
I'm sorry. I'm not able
to discuss that information.
But you are in the clear.
So again,
thank you for calling.
Was his name Aaron?
-Yes or no?
-Yes.
-Turn around.
-What?
Turn around right now.
Turn around.
-CICI: Ma'am?
-Yes, we saw her.
-We saw her and we let her go.
-Saw who? Charlotte Bryce?
-Go faster.
-I'm doing it.
We were talking to the guy
on the side of the road
and we just... we let him go.
And now we're trying
to catch up to him.
Wait, you saw Charlotte Bryce.
JAQ: Don't you get it?
He called and gave you
a bogus license plate number.
He called
from a gas station, right?
He didn't say.
You didn't track his phone?
-Okay, I need your name.
-Where did he say he was?
Gilbert.
That's the other direction.
All right, ma'am,
I need your name.
Jacqueline Dana.
Okay, Jacqueline.
All I need to know is
if you saw Charlotte Bryce.
I'm telling you,
the same guy that called you
is driving
a black Toyota Camry
with a little girl
in the backseat.
CICI: I hear you, Jacqueline.
You saw a black Camry
and you talked to a guy.
But I'm going to ask you
for the last time,
did you see Charlotte Bryce?
I saw...
CICI: Yes?
At this point, I'm gonna need
more information.
I saw...
her legs.
White shoes with pink socks.
White shoes and pink socks?
Are you sure?
Yes. Why?
Please hold.
(TELEPHONE RINGS)
-Casey.
-Phil, I've got something.
Okay, I'll call everybody
and round them up.
No, no, listen.
You need to come down here.
Something's wrong.
(TENSE MUSIC PLAYING)
JAQ: There. There he is.
We need to get up there.
CICI: Jacqueline,
I'm putting you on speaker.
Hello, Jacqueline,
this is Sergeant Casey.
We really need both of you
to exercise extreme caution.
We don't want to put
anyone or yourselves
or our little girl
in any further danger.
Look, he's gonna
see us coming.
We're doing like
100 miles an hour.
Hundred miles an hour?
-PHIL: Jacqueline.
-I'm here. I'm here.
I mean, are you guys coming?
Where are you?
Look, if he sees us,
he can do something crazy.
Listen, you need to slow down.
You need to back off that car.
Pass the truck.
-(GRUNTS)
-(TIRES SCREECHING)
Shit.
-(WHIMPERS)
-(GRUNTS)
(HORN HONKING)
-(GASPS)
-Jacqueline?
What's happening?
Listen, I just have to say
that I can't legally ask you
to go any further.
I'm not asking
for permission, okay?
I'm not gonna lose him again.
CICI: She hung up.
SHANE: Uh,
he definitely sees us.
-Look how fast he's going.
-(KEYPAD BEEPING)
Are you calling them back?
Are they coming?
(LINE RINGING)
Hello.
I know you're there.
-Is that...
-Look, I'm not saying
that we stop driving, okay?
We don't have to stop driving.
But the faster you speed,
the more attention
you bring to yourself, so...
(EXHALES)
Now let's just
talk about this.
AARON: How'd you
get this number?
We just want Charlotte
to be safe.
Okay? That's it.
AARON: Who the hell
are you people?
How'd you get this number?
Just tell me
if Charlotte's okay.
You keep talking
about this Charlotte,
but I told you,
my daughter's name is Olympia.
-No.
-No?
No.
I don't think that little girl
in the back seat is Olympia.
I think that little girl
is Charlotte Bryce.
And we just want
to talk with you about it.
That's it.
AARON: No, you only
want to talk at me.
Otherwise you'd answer
my question.
How'd you get this number?
Okay.
From the police.
They suspected
you were the one
who called 911
with the sighting
in Gilbert to throw them off.
AARON: No way
they'd give you my number.
I know. It's a last resort.
We are all
they've got right now,
and they want to give you
a chance to do the right thing
-before this escalates.
-AARON: The right thing?
Well, I mean...
basically the only thing.
AARON: The only thing?
Or what?
You gonna ram me off the road?
JAQ: No. We're not going
to run you off the road.
We just want Charlotte.
You drop her off,
we get her and you get lost.
Are you getting this?
AARON: A deal?
Is that what you're saying?
He's speeding up.
AARON: You want
to make a deal?
JAQ: How is this a deal?
It's the only option.
Think about it.
Without us,
how would they find you? Huh?
You drop off the girl
and we go away.
AARON: There's another option.
You go away,
or I kill her right now.
No. You don't want to do that.
AARON: No, I don't.
What did I say? Think!
You can't touch her.
Because the only leverage
you have right now
is that little girl.
If something happens to her,
we have no reason
to stop following you.
We will bring the police
right up your ass.
Jaq, what are you doing?
AARON: I will push her
out the car right now!
-You can have her!
-You're not getting it.
If you do that,
we will not stop for her.
-Bullshit!
-What for? For a body?
Let somebody else pick it up.
We have a full tank of gas,
and nowhere else to be.
Are you getting me,
you sick son of a bitch?
You can't have it both ways.
Either we get Charlotte
or we get you.
-SHANE: Oh, shit!
-(GASPS)
(TIRES SCREECH)
(UNEASY MUSIC PLAYING)
(EXHALES)
(IMPERCEPTIBLE)
PHIL: We got no ping
on this guy's phone
when he called.
That's why you saw him
pull into the gas station.
He was using the free Wi-Fi,
so we couldn't trace his call.
And what about the name?
PHIL: Uh, Williams.
I got two dozen hits
on the local database,
but there's no link
to his license plate
or his phone number.
All right,
but what about the number?
We thought it could be
Social Security.
PHIL: Uh, yeah,
we got nothing on that.
Look, I just got to say again,
you guys have been so,
so great.
You know, if this guy's
headed for Tennessee,
there's no way he's gonna
make it to the state line
with all the calls
and all the support
we got down there.
You know,
and that's because of you.
What if he asked
how late they were open?
PHIL: You mean,
whatever store he was calling?
Yeah, he asked them
how late they would be open.
Like he wanted to go tonight.
Son of a bitch.
You know, I'm going
to pull those phone records.
It's a pharmacy.
That number
is not a Social Security.
-It's... Yeah.
-It's a birthday.
They make you put it in
every time
you fill a prescription.
He might be the one
with arrhythmia.
That's not just something
that you just
pull out of your ass.
(PHONE VIBRATING)
I gotta take this.
Hey.
Hey, buddy.
Hey.
Yeah, I know, I know.
PHIL: Listen, I can't tell you
how much
we appreciate all this.
We're going to be able
to take it from here, okay?
I just need you to come down
and make a full statement,
all right?
I don't know about Shane,
but, uh, I will be there.
Give me an hour.
Great.
I know,
but Daddy just had to help
some people really quickly.
Okay?
But as soon as I'm done,
I'm going to be there.
Uh-huh.
Yeah.
Okay, but you know what?
Listen, you know what?
Tell Mommy
that I said that you can
stay up as late as it takes.
Until I get there.
Yeah. Mmm-hmm.
Yeah.
Okay.
And I love you.
I just need you
to know that, okay?
Daddy loves you.
Okay.
Bye bye.
CICI: Jacqueline was right.
He called a pharmacy.
Birthday checks out
to a Benjamin Williams.
PHIL: Local?
CICI: Tannersville address.
That's just down
the highway from them.
-Call them.
-Ms. Bryce.
They're only a few minutes
from there.
They are not police officers.
I am not going to ask them
to do anything more.
But you know that they'll go.
PHIL: Yeah,
I don't doubt that.
But this creep is armed,
and they're not.
We'll send someone.
How long will that take?
Isn't Tannersville PD
heading down to the state line
with everyone else?
We'll pull from Scottsville.
-All right? There's a case.
-Okay.
PHIL: So get that...
Excuse me. What are you doing?
Shit, you know,
I'll go myself.
-How long will that take?
-I don't know.
Half an hour.
I have to use the ladies room.
Phil, what the hell
is going on here?
Are you really
going down there?
Wouldn't you?
(DOOR OPENS)
(DOOR CLOSES)
Sorry about Jake.
No.
No, he's... he's fine.
He's with his mom.
He's safe.
That's all that matters.
I just needed the money.
You can really clean up
around that time.
Drives home from work...
DoorDash, food deliveries.
I just kept saying,
"Just one more."
He doesn't need another game.
Or an Xbox.
He needs my time.
I had a baby.
A boy.
He was stillborn.
Died at full term,
a week before his due date.
They didn't know why.
He just...
stopped.
But you have to...
finish the pregnancy.
Go through labor.
Give birth.
Just like...
if it were a live baby.
And then you know
what they do?
They bring you
a birth certificate
and a death certificate
at the same time.
(SIGHS)
I have a picture of us.
I'm holding him.
He just looks like
he's asleep.
It's not a picture you frame.
I'll never put him
on my desk at work.
Let me ask you a question.
If we saw that car again,
if we saw him again,
would you go?
I would go with you.
(PHONE VIBRATING)
Hello?
Um... (SNIFFLES)
Hello? Is this Jacqueline?
JAQ: Yes. Who... who's this?
MONICA: Uh...
My name is Monica.
Monica Bryce. I'm...
I'm Charlotte's mom.
I don't know what to say.
Uh...
Thank you.
What you were willing to do
for us, I mean, you...
You don't even know us.
Um...
(SIGHS HEAVILY)
If you only knew Charlotte...
If you could just meet her,
then you'd understand.
(MONICA CONTINUES WEEPING)
Listen, I know...
I know the police said
they're going.
And I...
I know I can't ask you
to do this, but...
But I have an address.
(ENGINE STARTS)
(DARK ELECTRONIC MUSIC PLAYING)
Up ahead, at the light.
Hey.
Take a right.
There's nothing out here.
It's down there.
Of course it's down there.
(MUSIC FADES)
I don't see any houses.
There.
Thirty-seven, 39.
SHANE: Forty-four.
JAQ: No 42.
This one has no number.
So...
We'll do this way.
I'm gonna call your phone
and see if we can hear it.
(PHONE VIBRATING)
(OBJECTS CLATTERING)
What the hell was that?
AARON: (OVER SPEAKER)
Out. C'mon, darlin'.
SHANE: Jaq, no.
AARON: Hey, look at me.
Can you look at me?
Listen, we're just playin',
is all.
Don't you... (STATIC) friends?
It's gotta be that way.
AARON: Do you play princess?
'Cause I have got a room
for you inside.
A princess room, all pink.
A doll house.
A giant bed,
oh, my goodness, that bed!
CHARLOTTE: I want my mommy.
AARON: Don't talk
about your mom.
You don't ask for her.
Remember?
(CHARLOTTE SOBS)
Do you want me
to be scary again? Huh?
Do you want me to be...
-(SHANE DISCONNECTS CALL)
-No! What are you doing?
SHANE: We have
to do something.
We need to hear
what's going on.
(LINE RINGING)
MAN: Hello?
Hello, Mr. Williams?
Yeah.
Yeah, this is John
from the pharmacy.
I'm calling to let you know
that your prescription
is ready.
Which one?
Um, it looks like
all of them, actually.
Um, but I have to say,
and I'm sorry
for the inconvenience.
It's, uh...
What?
It's just that
two of our lab technicians
called in sick
and, um, I've already
hit my limit on overtime.
So it looks like
we're going to have to close
early tonight, uh...
Do you think
you can come in now?
If not, I'll just... I'll have
it ready first thing.
-It's just...
-No.
I'll be there.
Ten minutes.
That's perfect. All right.
Thank you.
-I...
-(LINE DISCONNECTS)
(ENGINE REVVING)
He's alone.
He left her in the house.
Okay.
(DARK ELECTRONIC MUSIC PLAYING)
There's gotta be
another way in.
(MUSIC FADES)
(TENSE MUSIC PLAYING)
Charlotte?
Charlotte?
Charlotte?
Honey?
Hello?
(TENSE MUSIC PLAYING)
(INTENSE MUSIC PLAYING)
(GASPS)
(GRUNTS)
JAQ: Shane, over here.
(JAQ GROANS)
SHANE: What is this?
Mattresses absorb sound.
SHANE: Yeah.
They can also hide something.
Jaq.
I found a door.
-I can't, you go.
-Okay, hold.
-Mmm-hmm.
-All right.
(TENSE MUSIC PLAYING)
(FAINT SOBBING)
JAQ: Hey.
Charlotte?
Charlotte?
Honey, sweetie, hi.
We're here to help you.
I'm just gonna
take this off, okay?
Hi, sweetie.
Can you...
can you look at me? Huh?
Can you show me your eyes?
No.
Okay.
We're here to bring you back
to your mom, okay?
You want to go home, right?
You want to go home?
Honey, are you...
are you hurt?
Are you hurt?
Can you... can you look at me?
CHARLOTTE:
I don't want to see him.
I promise
if we leave right now,
you will never
have to see him again.
Okay?
CHARLOTTE: (WHISPERS)
Behind you.
He's gone.
We made him go away.
Good, good.
Now you want
to get out of there?
You want to go home?
Yeah? Okay, good.
We're gonna
get you out of here.
Look for something,
anything to get
this cage open.
Are you hurt?
Show me your legs, your arms.
Charlotte, what's that?
Yeah, what is that?
Show me. Show me.
Shane, he went
to the pharmacy already.
And he knows we called him.
He wanted us to come in here.
-(LOUD BANGING)
-(BOTH GASPING)
Okay. Um...
JAQ: We can
pull this apart, right?
SHANE: You think
you can help us? Right.
Here, use your legs.
Yes, there you go.
Push it as hard as you can.
-There you go.
-Can you get through here?
SHANE: Can you get through?
JAQ: Can you?
-(STRAINING) God.
-Okay, let me find something.
JAQ: All right...
Jaq, Jaq, Jaq, move.
Back up for me, okay?
Back up a little bit.
Back up.
JAQ: Hit it!
SHANE: Okay, all right.
JAQ: Okay.
SHANE: All right. There we go.
JAQ: Okay. Okay, baby.
SHANE: Come on.
JAQ: Okay, baby.
Hold on to me.
-Okay? Okay.
-There we go.
JAQ: We're getting you out.
(DOOR RATTLING)
SHANE: Okay. Okay.
JAQ: Hold on.
SHANE: We can't go this way.
We have to go back
the way we came.
-Okay. You just hold on to me.
-Okay? Just hold on.
-No matter what.
-All right?
-Stay right behind me.
-Okay.
JAQ: We're getting
out of here.
You all right?
Yeah. You got it.
Okay. All right.
Okay.
JAQ: Okay, just hold on to me.
(JAQ BREATHING HEAVILY)
(CHAINS CLINKING)
(GROWLS)
(DOG BARKING)
Okay, run!
SHANE: Through that door.
Through that door.
JAQ: Come on.
-Go, go!
-No. We all go.
Go!
Come on.
-Come on.
-AARON: I thought
you just wanted to talk!
-(GUNSHOTS)
-(SCREAMING)
JAQ: Just give me your hand.
Come here.
(JAQ WHIMPERING)
(AARON YELLING)
JAQ: Stay behind me.
No, no, no.
No, no, no.
No, no, no.
(JAQ GROANS)
-(GUNSHOT)
-(GASPS)
(STIRRING MUSIC PLAYING)
(BREATHING HEAVILY)
(IMPERCEPTIBLE)
Sergeant Casey?
(INAUDIBLE)
(INAUDIBLE)
(MUSIC FADES)
MALE SINGER:
They're higher
than the mountains
In the distance
These memories of you
that never fade
I try to whisper something
in the silence
But since I breathed you in
I can't exhale
I can hold back the tide
in the morning
I can roam
by the light of the moon
But somehow
it don't matter where I go
'Cause all roads lead to you
(VOCALIZING)
You won't believe
My tears became an ocean!
And now I lie here
washed up on the shore
And every seventh wave
I know, I count them
Is higher than the ones
that came before
I could set sail
and follow the current
Till I fall off the earth
out of view
But somehow it don't matter
Where I go
'Cause all roads
lead to you
(VOCALIZING)
(SONG ENDS)
(SERENE MUSIC PLAYING)
(SOMBER MUSIC PLAYING)
(MUSIC FADES OUT)