Last Known Location (2024) Movie Script
1
(car rumbling)
(car radio begins playing)
- [Man on radio]
I took the leap.
(radio static)
...somebody's hurt.
(radio static)
(soft guitar music)
There's a drowning dove
beneath these hills
In the caverns of
the devil's house
In the ghost voices
Of the Tuscaroras
Where the Irish toil in
the black coal dens of hell
To the Pottsville hills
and the Reading lines
That fed a nation's
belly in fossil fuel
Now a blackened truth
From the labor's of my love
She comes like
a haunted angel
Dressed in brilliant
emerald gold
To haunt a need in me
And the dawn persists
Races in her eyes
Those pearl blue sapphires
That give no rest to me
I see more than
what might be
But I won't see
what other men see
Bones and ashes
Dollar bills and flames
In you, I see
God's fallen light
Coursing through
the Snake Hill river
Racing in these veins
Woo-oh-oh-oh
Woo-oh-oh
(radio clicks off)
(door closing)
(man whistling)
(keys jingling)
(tense music)
(man grunts)
(bright music)
Been looking for
a breakthrough
Trying our best to make do
Every day is something new
But change don't come
Oh, yes, it's true
Brighter days are
straight ahead
Follow me
- I have all that.
No, I- I have it.
You don't need to get
anything, Aunt Chelle.
No, I'll be there.
Yes, I promise Aunt Chelle.
Yes, I bought a plane
ticket, didn't I?
Okay, yes.
I love you, I love you too.
I gotta go, I'm gonna work.
Okay, I'll call you later.
Okay, love you.
Bye.
Looking for a breakthrough
Trying our best to make do
Every day is something
new, but change don't come
Oh yes, it's true
Brighter days are
straight ahead
Follow me, won't be misled
Just look up,
don't hang your head
And we'll get to
the promised land
- [Client] I just don't know
what to do about my mother.
I mean, she-she still
treats me like I'm 10.
I try to help her but,
she just keeps dwelling
on my father's passing.
I- I know she blames
herself for it,
but sometimes, I'm
sure she blames me.
And sometimes,
I just get this feeling
in the pit of my stomach,
and it keeps
building and building
and I- I can't breathe.
- Does this feeling only happen
when you're with your mother?
- It's only after I visit her.
That is the only
time I feel this way.
- It sounds like a panic attack.
It could be brought
on by the stress
of dealing with your mother.
I really think you
need to evaluate
why you feel this way with her.
I think a journal
would help you.
And-and I have some
breathing exercises
I'd like for you to try.
I'll print out some
handouts for you.
- Okay.
I, uh, I guess I'm
not gonna see you for,
I mean, you said you were
going away for like a month?
- Yes, that's right.
It's a- it's a family thing.
But with the journal,
don't feel any pressure.
Okay, just write what you can
and bring it next session.
- Okay.
Brighter days are
straight ahead
Follow me, won't be misled
Just look up,
don't hang your head
And we'll get to
the promised land, yeah
(light piano music)
(foreboding music)
(upbeat music)
(phone buzzing)
- Hello, this is Danay Edwards.
I'm currently unavailable,
but please leave me a message
and I'll get back to
you as soon as I can.
(phone line beeps)
(clock beeping)
- [Rochelle] Hey,
it's Rochelle.
I just wanna get
your flight number
so Frank and I can make sure
that we have the
right information
to get you from the airport.
I'm making up the
front room for you.
It will be just like old times.
All right, talk to you soon.
Love you.
(gentle music)
(phone line beeps)
Danay, it's me again.
I just wanna get
things coordinated.
I promise, I won't talk
about you staying anymore.
Okay, honey?
Call me later.
(gentle music continues)
(phone buzzing)
(phone line beeps)
All right, Danay, I guess
you don't wanna talk to me.
That's fine.
We just hope to see
you at the reunion.
It's been years, and I really,
really hope you do come.
I'll just...
I'll wait to hear from you.
And I won't bother
you again, I promise.
Bye.
(gentle music fades)
(clock beeping)
(high-pitched ringing)
- Are you awake?
- Who are you?
- Are you hurt?
- What am I doing here?
- Do you remember anything?
- Where am I?
- Please, just try to relax.
- Don't tell me to relax.
Where am I?
What am I doing here?
Who the are fuck are you?
- M-my name is Callie.
Um, please just try to be quiet.
- Don't tell me to be quiet.
Where am I?
(tense music)
- I don't know how
else to say this.
But um, we're trapped
in this basement.
- Help, help!
Help!
Somebody please.
Help me.
- Stop it.
- Help!
- Stop it, goddamn
it, stop screaming.
Do you want him to
come back down here?
Do you?
Stop, stop.
Stop screaming.
- Okay.
Okay, uh,
I just...
Oh my God, what is happening?
- I know.
Look,
I am so sorry about this.
This man...
- What man?
- I don't know.
I don't know his name, but
he lives in this house.
(tense music continues)
All I remember is,
I was jogging.
(birds chirping)
I had my headphones in.
(faint music playing
on headphones)
It was getting dark.
(faint music continues)
(birds chirping)
And all of a sudden,
somebody pushed me.
(faint music continues)
(footsteps approaching)
(Callie gasps)
I just remember
the trunk lights.
(tense music)
And then I woke up here.
(chains jingling)
(Callie whimpering)
(tense music continues)
Who are you?
Please.
(Callie sobbing)
Please don't hurt me.
- How long have you been here?
(chains jingling)
- 63 days.
Oh, by my last count.
I-I may have missed
a day or two.
- So what, you just,
you just gave up, is that it?
Well, that's not me.
(chains jingling)
- I didn't just give up.
But you'll see.
- Fuck.
(jingling continues)
(tense music continues)
(Danay screaming)
(faint music playing
on headphones)
(panting)
(running footsteps echoing)
(phone ringing)
- Dellassandro, what's up?
Whew, yeah, I'm almost done.
I'm just wrapping up.
Can you get me an iced latte?
I'll get you back.
Thank you.
All right, I'm coming.
(faint music playing)
(distant siren blaring)
(Danay sobbing)
(chains jingling)
- Hey.
What's your name?
- Danay.
Who are you again?
- Callie.
- Oh.
Hi, Callie.
- Hi.
- Do you have any
idea where we are?
- No.
Do you remember anything
about how you got here?
- I just remember
walking to my Uber.
I had a few drinks after work.
I got in the car.
I got in the car.
- That's all you remember?
- Yeah, I,
I think I was in the car.
- And then what?
- Nothing, just...
Just waking up and seeing you.
That's it.
Maybe he drugged me.
I don't remember.
What does he want with us?
(chain jingling)
- Oh.
It's not every night,
but it's frequent.
And the first time it happened,
I fought with
everything that I had.
(Callie grunting)
(tense music)
- This is going to happen to me?
- I'm sorry.
(foreboding music)
(Danay sobs)
(droplets falling)
(birds chirping)
(man whistling)
(door closes)
(whistling continues)
(faucet running)
(door opens)
(man whistling)
(heavy footsteps approaching)
- [Callie] Try to stay calm.
(keys clinking)
(Danay whimpering)
- [Man] Arms up.
Arms up.
(whimpering continues)
Let's go.
- No!
- [Callie] I'm sorry.
I'm sorry, I'm sorry.
- [Man] Let's go, let's go!
- I'm sorry. (sobbing)
- [Danay] Get the fuck off me!
(Danay screaming)
Callie!
No, no!
Fuck off me!
- You'll be okay.
She'll be okay, she'll be okay.
(Danay screaming)
(door slams)
It'll be okay, it'll be okay.
She'll be okay.
It'll be okay.
(distant music playing)
- So when are you gonna agree
to be my sugar daddy, huh?
- You name it.
I'm ready.
- Hmm.
How about city hall tomorrow?
- Don't tempt me.
Come on.
There's gotta be a few
prospects out there for you.
- Marly's got some
high standard, Sy.
I mean, she's
looking for someone
who can string a few
sentences together.
- I guess that could be
pretty hard to find nowadays.
- You have no idea.
You've never had to
deal with online dating.
- You'd be shocked at
some of the things we see.
- I don't even wanna know.
- Trust me, you don't.
They don't make 'em
like you anymore, Sy.
I mean, have you ever
heard of a dick pic?
- A what pic?
Oh.
You gotta be kidding me.
(Marly chuckling)
Really?
- [Marly] Yeah.
I'm about to pick
up and leave town
for some better prospects.
- No, you and me both.
You just let me know when you're
going and I'll go with you.
I could use an adventure.
- Hell, yeah.
- Here's to adventure.
- [Bar patron] Can
I get another one?
- Yeah.
Let's fucking do this.
- Yeah, where do you wanna go?
- LA, baby.
(heavy footsteps on floorboards)
(whistling above)
(tense music)
(muffled voices above)
- [Callie] I'm sorry
this is happening.
(Danay sobbing quietly)
- [Woman on TV] ...the store
worker who fired back.
Thanks for joining us
tonight at five o'clock.
I'm Tracy Reynolds.
DBC 10 first reported
this as breaking news
as it unfolded this morning.
Tonight, DBC 10's Tom Ashford
joins us outside the store
in Port Richmond with new
information and that new video.
Tom.
- [Tom] Thanks, Tracy.
This gun fight took
place in close quarters
inside this corner store.
Here behind me was an employee
that waited for the
suspect to lose interest.
(message beeping)
Just sort of let
his guard down for
just a split second
when she took her own gun
and decided to fight back.
In this video we're
about to show you,
it was the manager
of the store's dog
that distracted the suspect.
Surveillance video
of this corner store
at the intersection
of Oakdale and Pine
shows two men walking into the
store at 3:30 this morning.
The one in the blue mask
immediately points his
gun at the manager.
(distant siren blaring)
(dog barking)
(door thudding)
(foreboding music)
(dog barking)
(message beeping)
(bright music)
(fingers tapping)
(message beeping)
(message beeping)
(message beeping)
(fingers tapping)
(bright music continues)
(Marly chuckles)
(faucet running)
- You never saw him before?
- No.
Never.
Not before.
- I keep trying to
remember his face.
I feel like I had
to have seen him.
How could I not have known that-
that he was stalking me?
(muffled voices above)
- I did the same thing.
I kept thinking, "How
could I not know?"
I don't know, Danay.
I just didn't see him.
(loud thudding)
- Did you hear that?
Do you hear voices?
- Yeah, but shh.
- Someone is up there.
Someone else is up-
Help!
Help, somebody, please help us!
- No.
- Help.
(tense music)
(Danay grunts)
- [Man] I thought
you told her the rules.
- I did.
I did.
I did tell her the rules.
She didn't understand.
She'll learn.
Please.
- [Man] You keep
her quiet now.
- I'll do better.
- [Man] You
better listen to her.
No more nonsense.
(Callie groans)
(footsteps receding)
(door opens, closes)
- I'm so sorry, I'm so sorry.
I heard voices.
- It's okay.
It's okay.
We just have to be quiet.
We just have to be quiet.
(upbeat music)
(indistinct)
(bar patrons chattering)
- Hey.
- Hey.
How you doing?
- Doing good.
(message beeping)
(fingers tapping)
(message beeps)
Couldn't even
begin to understand
(bar patrons chattering)
(indistinct)
(distant siren wailing)
- Thanks.
- [Officer] I'm gonna
run out and grab coffee.
You want anything?
- Oh, I'm good hun, thank you.
(indistinct chattering)
(door opens)
(light switch clicks)
(heavy footsteps approaching)
(heavy footsteps receding)
(light switch clicks)
(door thuds)
(heavy footsteps on floorboards)
(whistling above)
(faucet running)
(faucet dripping)
(chains jingling)
(faucet continues dripping)
- Are you okay?
- I just wait for it to be over.
- Do you fight him at all?
- No.
I don't.
I just try to think
about something else.
- I just cry.
- He was a little
strange tonight.
I can't quite figure out
how, but he was different.
(faucet continues dripping)
(horn honking)
(car engine whirring)
(telephone ringing)
(upbeat music)
Sunny days, blue skies
- Here you go, Tony.
- Thanks.
Flew by
Moonlit memories
made us smile
We stopped time
- Anyone here?
For a while
Worked ourselves into
each other's veins
So you gonna say hi to me or?
- I figured it took
you long enough
to drag your ass down here,
you can wait a
little bit longer.
- (chuckles) Ouch, okay.
That's how it's gonna be.
- Mm.
- I don't know, you know,
meeting someone in person
for the first time, it's...
It's a little intimidating.
Not gonna lie.
- We text until
4:00 AM most nights.
You're intimidated?
- I don't know, you know,
it's like, you're real now.
You're an actual real person.
- I am a real person.
Mourning doves
Dreary eyes
Marble fountains run dry
So intimidating, huh?
- A little bit.
Make me smile
We stopped time
for a wh-i-ile
Worked ourselves
into each other's...
But I like it.
- Good.
- How you doing?
Inside each other's brains
(heavy footsteps)
(muffled voices talking)
- [Rochelle] I'm
willing to take her.
She can live with me and Frank.
- No, that is not happening.
She's staying with me.
I'm her father.
She needs me and I need her.
- I don't think that this
is what's best for her.
- I don't care what you think.
I know what's best for her.
(cartoon playing on TV)
I can do this and
I will do this.
Thank you, Rochelle.
But look, it's late, I'm tired.
And it's time for you to go.
(door opens)
(cartoon continues
playing on TV)
- Fine.
If you think you know what's
best, I'm here for her.
And you.
And I love you both.
(door closes)
(heavy footsteps on floorboards)
(whistling above)
(door closes)
- Is anyone looking for you?
- No.
I don't think so.
- Do you have any family?
- Not really.
My dad left when I was little,
and I don't know
where my mom is now.
Do you have anyone?
- I have some family,
but no one around here.
I don't think anyone
even knows I'm missing.
My Aunt Rochelle, but
I blow her off so much.
Who knows what she'll do?
And I mean, my clients.
- Clients?
- I'm a therapist.
- [Callie] Like a doctor?
- Psychologist.
I feel like I should have
some sort of insight here.
And, I'm just a mess.
- This isn't normal.
I don't know how you can
expect that of yourself.
I don't know how you can
expect more of yourself
than what you're doing.
- Do you wanna talk about it?
Your mom?
- Are you shrinking me now?
- No, I just thought,
you said you didn't
know where she was.
Do you have any idea
what happened to her?
- She found God and just left.
She didn't approve
of my lifestyle.
Her words.
- What, are you gay?
Oh, I-I wouldn't
have thought that.
- Um, thanks, I guess.
- No, I-I just meant...
I don't know what I meant.
I guess I just didn't know.
- Oh, I am.
And it was a sticking
point for my mom.
She thought all her
problems in life
were because her
daughter liked girls
and God was punishing
her for my sins.
You know, we had a huge
fight one night and I left.
And when I came back the
next day, she was gone.
- You didn't ever
try to find her?
- Honestly, I didn't want to.
It's awful but...
it-it was a relief
just the same.
- I'm sorry.
- Thank you.
(soft gentle music)
(indistinct chattering)
- Oh, I'm so sorry.
- Uh, n-n-no, I'm sorry.
I'm really in the way.
(chuckles)
Um, I just get caught up.
- No, it's fine.
What are you reading?
- Oh.
- Ah.
Do not wait to strike
till the iron is hot,
but make it hot by striking.
- You know Yeats?
- Not really.
I know that quote.
It's one of my favorites.
- It-it's a good one.
I like it a lot too.
- Yeah, I'm just taking
it all in, you know?
Quite a find.
- It is.
It-it's a piece of history.
Definitely one of my
favorite places in town.
- Yeah?
Um, I just got here
a couple days ago.
- Ooh.
Oh, that's nice.
Well, en-enjoy your stay.
- Thanks.
(gentle music)
My name's Andrea.
- (chuckles) Callie.
Hi.
- Hey, would you maybe
wanna go grab a coffee?
I don't know anybody yet,
and I...
Nevermind.
You're probably busy.
Sorry.
- No.
Yeah, um, no, I'm not busy
and I-I could get a coffee.
Sure.
- Great.
You know, it's good.
- [Callie] Yes?
(Andrea speaking indistinctly)
- [Callie] Oh my gosh.
- [Andrea] Yeah, you should
definitely come here sometime.
- [Callie] Oh, I
would like that.
- Yeah, for sure.
- That'd be fun.
Maybe even when it's warmer.
- Yeah.
Are you cold?
- No, I'm fine.
- Here.
- Thank you.
(bright music)
(telephone ringing)
- Hey, I left
stuff on your desk.
- [Dellassandro] Thank you.
- Good morning, sunshine.
- Mm-hmm.
Okay.
(Dellassandro sighs)
Okay.
(dramatic music)
(telephone ringing)
(dramatic music continues)
- [Keith] Look at us being
healthy adults.
- Yeah, like actually
meeting in person,
talking on the phone
more than once.
- I know, and not just texting.
- It's unheard of.
- Right, these kids these days,
they just don't
get it, you know?
Know what the best
part is though?
- What's that?
- You haven't ghosted me yet.
- Oh, there's still time.
- Hey.
- I'm kidding.
Uh, so it's time to lock up.
- Ah, well.
Shit, okay.
What do you wanna do now?
Wanna go get some breakfast?
- Oh wow.
So like a date?
(Keith chuckles)
Like a real date?
- Well, you know, I figure
since we're on a roll
with this whole
adulting thing, why not?
- Let's do it.
We're rebels.
- Yeah, rebels.
Why do they always put
everything on diner menus?
I mean, they do have everything.
Stuffed shells, stuffed lobster.
Why is everything stuffed?
I just want some
fucking pancakes.
- Ooh, pancakes sound good.
- All right.
- Okay, did you see they
have stuffed pancakes too?
- You know, I did notice that.
I'm sensing a very
strange theme here.
- Strange but promising.
Oh, and some coffee.
I'm going through serious
withdrawal over here.
- Oh, coffee girl, huh?
I'm more of a tea guy myself.
Don't get me wrong,
I love coffee,
but it's usually like a strictly
early morning drink for me.
- Mm, tea's cool, I guess,
if I'm like hungover
or something,
but definitely a coffee girl.
And technically, it
is early morning.
- Look, you-you
know what I mean.
It's just like when
you're just getting up
in the morning, then coffee.
Hell, yeah, bring
on the coffee.
(Marly chuckles)
- Hey, folks.
What can I get you?
You want a coffee?
- Oh, no.
I will take pancakes
and hot tea, please.
- Make that two
orders of pancakes.
And I will take
that coffee, black.
- [Waitress] Sounds good.
I'll be back in a few.
- Thank you.
- Thank you.
Damn, no messing around, huh?
- Nope.
Not even a little bit.
I'd pump it into my
veins if I could.
- Damn, you really are a rebel.
- Yeah. (chuckles)
(foreboding music)
(telephone ringing)
- Mm.
Anything on the
address for this one?
- Nope.
Landlady hasn't
seen her in months.
She was just pissed
about the rent.
- Figures, people
suck sometimes.
No concern at all?
- Nope.
She just asked me how she
could recoup her losses.
I mean the woman hasn't been
in her apartment in months,
and the landlady did nothing.
- Unbelievable.
- So it's weird, right?
You got two missing persons,
and it takes forever to
notice that they're gone.
How long before somebody
called about her?
- I think it was
over three weeks
before anyone
called that one in.
It was her aunt
from out of state.
She called it in.
She said she rarely
speaks to her niece,
but there was some type
of family gathering thing,
and she never showed.
- No one else said anything?
- Nope.
She's a therapist.
Her clients don't
know where she lives.
Um, one guy I talked to said
he thought she was on vacation.
The other one I managed
to speak to said
she was planning a
trip out of state,
and he just figured they'd
reschedule when she got back.
- Well, that aligns with
what the aunt had to say too.
- [Dellassandro] Mm-hmm.
- What about the other
one, who reported it?
- Uh, that was a mother
of one of her students.
Apparently, she's an
English tutor or something,
and she just didn't
show for a few weeks.
Um, mother thought
the same thing.
She was on vacation.
But once she missed two weeks,
she got nervous and called.
Never heard anything.
- So she called it in?
- Yeah, she said
Callie was quiet.
Sweet.
Had no one.
So she felt worried.
- So some people
still do give a shit.
- Yeah, some.
Uh, we're still down
Callie's cellphone records.
- Anything more on Danay?
- No.
I wanna go back to
her office, right?
Check out some
businesses in the area.
Uh, there's a couple bars
and restaurants around there.
Maybe check 'em out, see
if anyone saw anything.
Anything on her cell phone?
- Nothing yet.
Still waiting on that too.
- Okay.
- [Keith] Our first
real life date.
It was nice.
I think I like this.
- I think I like this too.
Thank you for the pancakes.
- You're very welcome.
Ah.
I really want this
night to keep going,
but I don't wanna
mess things up.
- I know, we're doing so well.
Can I see you tomorrow night?
You working?
- Closing.
- Yeah, good.
(car approaching)
Oh, shit.
I'm not ready to let you go yet.
- Wanna change your mind?
- Yeah, I do.
- Too late.
Don't worry.
I'll see you tomorrow.
(car door closes)
(foreboding music)
- I guess I'll call
myself an Uber.
(chuckles)
(message beeping)
(foreboding music continues)
(birds chirping)
(fingers tapping)
(message beeps)
(soft music playing)
(bar patrons chattering)
- How can I help
you, detectives?
- Have you seen this woman?
She's a therapist.
Her office is nearby.
- Yeah, I've seen
her a few times.
Comes in, grabs a wine or two.
She's nice, quiet.
- Do you remember the
last time she was in?
- Few weeks at least.
I mean, I'm here all the
time and I haven't seen her.
- Anyone ever bother her?
Anyone ever try to talk to her?
- I mean, it's not usually
super crazy in here,
but I can't catch everything.
If somebody was
bothering her though,
I-I think I would've noticed.
- I see you have
some cameras in here.
You know if that security
footage is stored?
- I don't.
I can find out for you though.
- Well, here's my card.
Find anthing on that footage,
just give us a call.
- Absolutely.
I'll let you guys know.
- Thank you.
(message beeping)
(fingers tapping)
(message beeps)
- Hey, will you cut it
with the phone already?
Seriously.
- I looked at it for one second.
Give me a fucking break.
- Look at it when you're
finished, will you?
The place is crazy right now.
It's nuts, Jesus Christ.
- Just focus on your
shit, all right?
I'm doing the best I
can, for fuck's sake.
It's not my fault
Tanya fucking flaked.
- Oh, I swear to God,
you're all alike.
No responsibility whatsoever.
You don't even care, that's it.
- Just shut the
fuck up, all right?
I'm fucking here, aren't I?
I'm making a fucking Long
Island, for Christ's sake.
I made 10 of 'em in the
last two fucking hours.
- Yeah, well, whoever
invented it should be shot.
And what's with the
fucking attitude?
- Nothing.
(soft rock music playing)
(bar patrons chattering)
- Hey.
- Hey.
- Hey, we closing soon?
- Oh my God, thank
fucking Christ.
This place is madness tonight.
- Yeah, rough night?
- I fucking hate
it here right now.
- Well, you look amazing.
- I look like hell,
but thank you.
You look pretty good yourself.
(Keith chuckles)
- Marly, seriously?
- Fuck, I gotta get back to it.
- Okay, all good, I'll be here.
- I'm sorry, what
did you want again?
(birds chirping)
Okay, okay.
Let me get my walk
of shame over with.
- One more.
- I have to go.
I still have to go home and
get ready before my shift.
- Ah, that was pretty
hot last night.
- Well, come by the bar and
walk me home after work.
We can revisit.
- I will.
I do gotta work though.
- Okay.
- Shouldn't be too late.
I'll swing by after.
You closing?
- As always.
- As always.
- Okay, we need to stop.
Seriously.
I'm gonna end up naked and
wrapped around you again.
- That sounds great.
Can't you be late?
- (laughs) So tempting, but no.
We have a band,
and it's gonna get crazy.
And I'm already late, so.
- Okay.
- Okay?
- Oh, your jacket.
- Thank you.
- Naked, wrapped around me.
- Okay.
- That's what you said.
- It's a plan.
- I know people.
(birds chirping)
(phone beeps)
(Marly chuckles)
(fingers tapping)
(message beeps)
(fingers tapping)
(Marly chuckles)
(faucet running)
(foreboding music)
(distant horn honks)
(foreboding music continues)
- [Man] Hey, Marly.
- Do I know you?
(loud thud)
(high-pitched ringing)
(bar patrons chattering)
(upbeat music playing)
- Hey, is Marly here?
- No, she didn't show up today.
And I'm pissed 'cause she knew
how chaotic it was gonna be.
- Oh, she didn't
call or anything?
- What?
- She didn't call or anything?
- No, I've been texting
her all night and nothing.
- I saw her last night,
she said she'd be here.
- Well, that's weird.
- I don't really
know where she lives.
Can you give me her address?
We're sort of seeing each other,
so I just wanna check on her.
- Are you fucking crazy?
No, I'm not gonna
give you her address.
She's probably just
blowing off work
'cause I did the same
thing to her last night.
Are you gonna buy a drink?
'Cause if not, leave.
I'm getting my ass
kicked in here.
- Hey, if you see her, tell
her I'm asking for her, okay?
- [Tanya] Yeah, sure.
- Thanks.
(upbeat music)
(Keith sighs)
(dog barking)
Ah, fuck.
Last one, Keith.
Starting to get a little
creepy there, buddy.
She just needs a couple days.
(Keith sighs)
(tense music)
(chains jingling)
(footsteps approaching)
(jingling continues)
(lock clicks)
(footsteps receding)
(door closes)
- Oh, sweet Jesus.
Should we wake her up?
- No, let her sleep.
(muffled voices above)
(loud thudding)
- Do you hear that?
- I do.
(muffled voices above)
(loud thud)
- What was that?
- I don't know.
(faucet running)
(Marly groaning)
- She's awake.
- What-what?
- Please, try to calm down.
- The fuck is going on?
What's happening?
Who the fuck are you?
- My name is Danay,
and this is Callie.
Please try to be quiet.
- Don't hurt yourself.
- Shut the fuck up.
I wasn't fucking talking to you.
Get me the fuck out of here!
Get me, fuck, fuck!
- Shut the fuck up!
- Fuuck!
- He's gonna fucking kill us.
Look, look, I'm sorry.
But someone kidnapped you
and he locked you
down here with us.
We don't know why
this is happening,
but we've been here for months,
and I can tell you with all
honesty, he is not nice.
So you better calm
down and be quiet.
Are you going to be quiet?
(suspenseful music)
Okay.
(Marly panting)
(Marly whimpering)
(cat purring)
(dramatic music)
(keyboard clacking)
(dramatic music continues)
(footsteps approaching)
(chains jingling)
(tense music)
- [Marly] No, fuck you!
Fuck, no, no! (grunting)
Fuck you, fuck you!
(door slams)
(muffled) No, no!
(cart rattling)
(distant horn honks)
(siren wailing)
(indistinct chatter)
- [Officer] All right, yep.
- Excuse me.
- I'll call you back.
Yes?
- Um, I want to report
a missing person.
- I know, Ms. Lawson.
We still have this open as
a missing person's case.
We are doing everything
we can to find your niece.
I promise we will call you as
soon as I find anything new.
Alright, thank you.
Alright, bye now.
(phone clicks)
- [Officer] Hey, we, uh, we
got another missing person.
- Another woman?
- Yeah, says she's
his girlfriend.
- Okay, send him over.
Hi, I'm sorry, what's your name?
- Uh, it's Keith, uh, Bradberry.
Um, thank you for
talking with me.
- Detective Dellassandro.
- Detective.
- Okay, so your
girlfriend's missing.
- Well, she's not exactly
my girlfriend, but um-
- Okay.
- We sort of met online,
and I can show you her
dating profile picture.
I have it.
So we only actually
saw each other
a few times face to face.
One date, she stayed
in my place and,
and she's just disappeared.
- Hmm, maybe she's just not
interested in you.
Maybe she doesn't
wanna talk to you.
- No, you don't understand.
Look I went to her work.
- You went to her work?
- Yeah, but it's not like-
- I mean, do you think it was
a good idea to go to her work?
What if she's
trying to avoid you?
- No, it's-it's not
like that, okay?
It's not like I'm
stalking her, or anything.
She works at a bar.
- Uh-huh.
- And we were gonna go
there that night
and we were gonna hang
out after she got done.
But she just never showed up.
- Okay.
Let's start from the beginning.
Take me back through everything
and we'll go from there, okay?
I'm also gonna need a list
of people that know her.
Um, and what's her
place of employment?
- Uh, Benny's is her bar.
Um, I could give you a list
of the people I've
been talking to.
- Uh-huh.
- Um,
Tanya is one of the bartenders.
Um, Chris is one
of the managers.
(tense music)
(man whistling)
- [Danay] You know I help
people, right?
I mean, people used to talk
to me about what bothered them
and-and I would help them.
- [Man] Yeah.
You mess with people's heads.
I know what you do.
I watched you for a long time.
- Maybe you need someone
to talk to a little.
We don't really talk at all.
- I'm not into talking.
(tense music continues)
- Talk to me.
Talk to me.
Talk to me, Callie.
Anything, about
anything, please.
- I don't know.
I-I used to tutor.
I used to tutor kids.
- Oh, yeah?
What did you tutor?
- English mostly.
I help them with their
grammar, writing, vocabulary.
I proofread their papers,
make them read poetry.
Some of them used to hate that.
- I hated school.
I mean, that's
actually not true.
I didn't hate school.
I just wasn't very
good at school.
I was kind of a fuck up, really.
- How so?
- Boys, mostly.
Um,
drinking.
A little bit of drugs,
but, uh, yeah, mostly the boys.
- Do you have any family?
- Just my mom, but
I don't talk to her.
And my gram.
She died, um, right after
I got outta high school.
She's the only person who
ever gave a shit about me.
- I don't talk to my mom either.
She basically just shut me out.
- She does try texting me still.
Um,
but I, I, um,
don't even, don't even open 'em.
I-I don't, I don't care.
- I get that.
I do.
Yeats is my favorite.
William Butler Yeats.
Do you know who that is?
- No.
Is he dead?
(Callie chuckles)
- Yes, he's dead.
Um,
he's a poet, an Irish poet.
I really love his work.
He uses a lot of
imagery and folklore,
and he's a bit of a romantic.
He once proposed to
one woman four times.
- Did she ever say yes?
- No, she married someone else.
- Poor guy.
- Yeah.
- [Andrea] I finished
up my contract.
It's been a while, three months,
but the system's up and running
and it looks like I
won't need to babysit
their IT department much longer.
- That-that's great.
What will you do now?
- It's onto the next project.
I'll be leaving for San
Antonio in a few days.
- Oh.
When will I see you again?
- I probably won't
be back in town.
Unless they fuck things up.
Hey.
Look, I didn't,
I didn't mean to lead you on.
I just...
I'm not looking for a
relationship, Callie.
You know, my work,
it's always like this.
I can't give you what you want.
I'm sorry.
- It's okay.
I get it.
I get it.
(dramatic music)
(Danay coughs)
(Danay grunting)
- [Man] Arms up.
(grunting continues)
Goodnight.
- Are you okay?
- I'll live.
(door closes)
(Danay vomiting)
Thank you.
Oh, shit, this
really fucking hurts.
Damn it.
Oh my god, Callie.
I can't do this.
I can't do this.
- You're gonna be okay.
It's gonna be all right.
You're gonna be all right, okay?
You're gonna be okay.
It's gonna be okay.
You're gonna be okay, okay?
It's gonna be okay.
You're gonna be okay.
- [Dellassandro] What do these
three women have in common?
We have a bartender, an English
teacher, and a therapist.
- It sounds like the
beginning of a bad joke.
- Shut the fuck up, Marcus.
- I mean, they're all loners.
That's for certain.
Hmm.
(indistinct chattering)
I wouldn't necessarily
put these three together
and think the same
perp was responsible.
They don't all fit in
that nice, neat box.
- But, you think
it's the same perp?
- I think it might be.
I mean, he targeted
these three women.
He knew them and their patterns.
- Alright, but what
about the last one?
I mean, she had a boyfriend.
That's a little different.
- Maybe he's just getting cocky.
- Maybe someone else took her.
Maybe Marly is a random
that someone else took.
- Probably more likely.
Let's keep her with
the other two for now.
- You know, it's always the
boyfriend with these things.
You know, maybe she wasn't
as into him as he says.
- I'm not ruling him out either.
I just have a feeling.
- Well, you just keep
on feeling that feeling.
And you won't mind if I
interview Romeo again, will you?
- When's he coming in?
- Oh, he should be
here any minute.
- I'm glad to see
you're being so thorough.
(telephone ringing)
(door opens)
(door closes)
- Hey, thanks for coming in
and talking to us
again there, Keith.
- Can I get you
something to drink?
- No, I'm good, thanks.
Anything I can do to help.
So, any news about Marly?
- No, nothing yet.
- When was the last
time you saw her?
- She was leaving my apartment.
- You didn't follow
her, did you?
- No.
No, I told you, she left.
I went to get ready for work
and we were gonna meet at
the bar that night.
She never showed up.
Why are you asking?
- Look, we're just trying to
piece this thing together.
Now, you were the last
person to see her.
Where you work at, Keith?
- I work the front desk
at the Wyncote Suites,
over by the airport.
- Anybody see you?
- Yeah.
There's a whole group of people
that work the same
shift that I do.
Well, what is this about?
- We just wanna make sure
we have a clear picture
of your relationship.
- I told you already.
Look, it just started.
But we really hit it off.
Everything just
clicked, you know?
- You sure it clicked for her?
I mean, maybe you just
came on too strong
and she wasn't ready.
You sure you didn't
push anything?
- No, no, it wasn't
like that, okay?
Look, I know she
felt the same way.
Okay, she wouldn't
have just bailed.
Something happened to her.
W-w-why am I here?
I thought you wanted my help.
- Okay, calm down, calm down.
We just wanted to make sure
that maybe you weren't
mistaken or something, okay?
Did she mention going
anywhere else other than work?
- No, just work.
That's it.
- Did she ever talk
about any family
or-or anyone that
she was close to?
- I don't think she had anybody.
(Keith sighs)
Look, I'm really
worried about her.
It's fine if she doesn't
wanna see me again.
Look, I just wanna
know if she's okay.
She really means a
lot to me, all right?
I just wanna know if she's okay.
(distant siren wailing)
(indistinct chattering)
- We may have something.
- [Dellassandro] Yeah?
- You remember that security
footage from the bar
Danay used to go to?
Looks like the tech guy's found
something very interesting.
(suspenseful music)
(keyboard clacking)
- Look at that, same guy?
- Think so.
- Do we have anything from
outside the bar that night?
- I'll find out,
give me one sec.
Yeah, they got some
outdoor footage too.
- There she is.
Is that it, is
there another angle?
- That's it for her,
that's all we have.
- Okay, what about that guy?
Where is he?
He left earlier, right?
Where'd he go?
- Okay, one sec.
Here we go.
- Look at that.
Did he just stop at that car?
What is that?
Oh, fuck me sideways.
He got a ticket.
- I'm on it.
- We need to talk to him.
- Mm-hmm.
(toilet flushing)
(chains jingling)
(faucet running)
(tense music)
(man whistling)
(food boiling)
(whistling continues)
(knocking on door)
(dramatic music)
- [Dellassandro] Mr. Martin.
Matthew Martin?
- Yeah, yeah, I'm sorry.
I have something on the stove.
I really can't.
- Oh.
This will just take a minute.
I'm Detective
Theresa Dellassandro.
This is Detective
Marcus Bridgeman
with the Philadelphia
Police Department.
- Hi.
- Seems you have an
unpaid parking ticket.
- Oh.
Okay, yeah, wow.
I-I didn't know you'd come
out for that sort of thing.
- Well, we usually don't.
But it seems that
you got the ticket
at one of the last
known locations
of one of our missing people.
- Do you have a minute
for a few questions?
- Yeah.
- Were you at the
Eight Track Bar
on Thursday, September 3rd?
- Yeah, I mean, I-I
might've been there.
I mean, I also worked that
night too, but I go there a lot.
- Did you happen
to see this woman?
- I don't know.
I mean, maybe.
Nah, I really don't pay
attention when I go there.
I just grab a drink,
you know, and relax.
Listen to the music.
- Would you happen to remember
what time you left that night?
- Had to be about 7:00 PM.
Now, I worked the night
shift at, you know,
I clocked in at 8:00 PM
and I was there all night.
You-you can check it out.
It's at Holts Warehouse
and Packaging.
- Okay, thank you for
your time, Mr. Martin.
If you think of
anything, please call us.
- Sure, will do.
- You know, I know
this is off chance,
but just out of curiosity,
have you ever seen this woman?
(tense music)
- No, ma'am.
I've never seen that
woman in my life.
- Yeah, okay.
I was just curious.
Thank you for your
time, Mr. Martin.
- Punching it in the GPS now.
- Mm-hmm.
(tense music)
- You fucking stupid.
Fucking stupid, fucking stupid.
It was a fucking mistake.
I fucking knew it.
I knew it was a mistake.
Fucking sloppy.
Fucking mistake, fucking sloppy.
Fuck!
Stupid, stupid, stupid!
Fucking stupid, stupid!
(tense music)
(keys jingling)
(tense music continues)
(exhales heavily)
(heavy footsteps)
(tense music)
So I, uh, I've made a decision.
I'm gonna move us
to a bigger place.
More into the country.
You have less people,
a bit more space.
So then you can all
spread out a bit.
Hell, maybe you can
each have your own room.
That'd be really nice.
Won't you like that?
Then...
Then we can really
start our family.
Because I've been thinking,
I don't mean to hurt you.
I love you, and you are my life.
All right then.
(footsteps receding)
(door closes)
(metal rattling)
- Hey, sorry to
keep you waiting.
Carl Renner.
- Detective Theresa
Dellassandro.
- Detective Bridgeman.
- Come on in.
Tell me what I can do for you.
(door closes)
- Thank you for
speaking with us, Carl.
- Sure.
- We're here to look
into the whereabouts
of Matthew Martin
on September 3rd,
Thursday evening.
He says he was at work.
- Uh, yeah, Matthew.
Works nights a lot.
Nice guy.
Quiet, does his job.
Uh, let's see.
Uh, yep.
He clocked in right at 8:00 PM.
Worked on shift here till
8:00 AM, 12-hour shift.
Sometimes, they like
those for the overtime.
Guys love the overtime.
- Yeah, I bet.
- By any chance, do you
have cameras on the floor?
- Sure.
Gotta keep an eye on things.
Uh, just a sec.
I gotta log in to get the feed.
Yeah, that's him.
That's Matt.
- Is it possible to scroll
forward in time a little bit,
like 11:30 or so?
I just wanna see if he left.
- Sure.
Yep, that's him.
- Well, thank you for your time.
You've been most helpful.
- Thank you.
- Sure.
- If he's gonna move us,
I wonder if we can get
him to let his guard down.
It might be enough that
one of us can slip away.
- How are we gonna do that?
(door closes)
(heavy footsteps)
(Matthew coughing)
We hear him lock
all of the locks
in this place every
fucking night.
(dramatic music)
(door closes)
- How long do you think
these have been here?
- I don't know, but
they seem pretty old.
What are you thinking?
- Maybe we can get
him to trust us.
(dramatic music continues)
- He wants to feel important.
Feel strong.
Maybe we can make
him feel that way.
(dramatic music continues)
- We might be able to use these.
- He's gone.
- Okay.
(dramatic music continues)
- Don't struggle
when it's your turn.
He won't notice if it
doesn't jiggle too much.
(dramatic music continues)
(light clicks)
(tool scraping)
(soft music)
(cartoon playing on TV)
- Hey, peanut.
I'm sorry I didn't
get you at school,
and I got stuck at work.
Someone got sick
and didn't come in
when they were supposed to.
- It's okay, Daddy.
I drew you a picture.
I hope it makes you feel better.
That's mommy.
See how I drew her there?
She's hugging us even
though she's far away.
- Because she's always
watching out for us.
You know that, don't you?
- I know Daddy.
I miss her though.
- I know, peanut.
I miss her too.
(cartoon continues
playing on TV)
- [Callie] Danay.
Danay.
- Hmm?
- What were you
thinking about, just now?
- My dad.
- My dad.
I miss him.
(tools scraping)
- I didn't think you had
anyone except your aunt.
- I don't.
He died four years ago.
I was just thinking of him.
It was just me and
him for a long time.
- Were you close?
- Yeah.
He was a good dad.
My mom died when I was little.
- It must have been hard.
- It was, but my dad
always made me feel
like everything would be okay.
- What was he like?
(scraping continues)
- He was always silly.
(Danay chuckles)
Always looking to make me laugh.
You know those globes
that go over the lights?
- Yeah.
- We had one in our kitchen.
And one night, while he
was changing the bulb,
instead of putting it back, he
put eyebrows on it with tape,
made a face, and stuck
it on top of our fridge.
He called it refrigerator man.
Yeah, I used to hate peas,
but refrigerator man would say,
"Now, Danay,
eat your peas,
so I can peas go
to sleep." (laughs)
We had a bare bulb in
the kitchen for weeks.
And I think he just-
he didn't want me to be sad.
And he didn't want me
to know that he was sad.
But I used to see him cry
looking at pictures of my mom
when he thought
I wasn't looking.
- Was she sick?
- She took her own life.
- Oh, Danay.
I'm so sorry.
- It's okay.
I'm- I'm fine.
Yeah, she just,
she had a lot of grief
and it overtook her.
(Danay clears throat)
I was supposed to
have a little brother.
I did.
I- I did have a little brother.
He only lived for five days.
My mom almost died
giving birth to him.
After he died,
you know, they
just sent her home.
No therapy, no counseling,
no number to call.
Just sent her home without
her baby and no way to cope.
My dad found her.
- I don't know what to say.
I'm just so sorry.
- It was a long time ago.
I'm fine.
Now, I was angry
at her for a long time,
but, (sighs)
my dad, (chuckles)
he loved her.
He was heartbroken but,
he always made me feel
like we were a team,
and, and we'd get
through together.
And we did.
I guess I was just
thinking about him.
(footsteps approaching)
(tense music)
(light clicks)
(tense music continues)
(lock clicks)
- Good night.
(toilet lid clacks)
(zipper unzips)
(Matthew urinating)
(belt buckle clinking)
(zipper zips)
(footsteps receding)
(door closes)
(Callie sighs)
(wheels rolling)
- Hey, catch the
game last night?
- Oh yeah.
- It was a slaughter.
I think I'm giving up.
- Nah.
I think they'll come back.
I have faith.
- A true fan, I see.
- Yep, loyal to the end.
Just have to stay the course.
- Yeah?
Good night.
- You too.
- Oh, hey, uh...
You, uh, you get a new roommate?
(suspenseful music)
- No.
No, why do you ask?
- Uh, no, I just thought I saw
somebody down in the house.
Could have sworn it
was after you left.
- No, it's just me.
- Bachelor's life, huh?
Certainly is the life, isn't it?
- Yes.
Yes, it is.
(Matthew breathing heavily)
(Matthew grunts)
Do you like me?
- Y-yes.
- Liar.
(suspenseful music)
You're a liar.
Do you know what my mother used
to do to me when I lied to her?
- Did she hurt you?
It wasn't right if she did.
- Shut up.
Shut up.
(Matthew panting)
Believe me, you have no idea
how good you have it.
(Callie coughing)
(dramatic music)
(birds chirping)
(continuous hammering)
(tool scraping)
- What I wouldn't give
for a milkshake right now.
I would seriously
kill for a milkshake.
- I could go for some pancakes.
- [Callie] Yes.
- Fucking pancakes.
- What is it?
- A few days before he took me,
there was this guy.
(Marly sighs)
His name was Keith.
And he took me to get pancakes.
He was sweet.
He was just special, you know?
I don't think I'll
ever see him again.
(tool scraping)
(indistinct chattering)
(telephone ringing)
- I think I wanna go back
to that bar, Benny's.
Marly's bar.
I just wanna see if Matthew
Martin has shown up.
- Worth a try.
(telephone ringing continues)
(bar patrons chattering)
(Bridgeman speaks indistinctly)
- Yeah.
- Hey, Tanya.
- Hey, Detective Bridgeman.
Any news about Marly?
- No, not yet, unfortunately.
- Can I get you a drink?
- Uh, no, thank you.
This is Detective Dellassandro.
We just have a few
more questions for you.
- Sure, what can I do?
- Do you remember seeing
anyone in particular,
anyone different in
the weeks leading up
to Marly's disappearance?
- No, not that I know of.
Just that new guy,
Kevin or something.
- Keith?
- Yeah, that's it.
Just him.
- What about this guy?
Have you ever seen him?
- No, I don't think so.
(door opens)
Nah, he doesn't look familiar.
(door closes)
- Tanya, I really need those
vodka tonics and millers.
These people running
me around today.
I know that guy.
(tense music)
- You do?
- Yeah, I don't know his name.
He comes in and sits in
the other room in the back.
- I've never seen him.
- Yeah, he gets table
service and watches the game.
He's not a regular or anything.
I've served him a few times.
- Thank you.
(fire crackling)
- She's never gonna love you.
You know that, right?
She's- she's just
never gonna love you.
Something's not right with her.
Something's not right with her.
(Matthew sighs)
(engine whirring)
(foreboding music)
(car horn blaring)
(phone ringing)
- [Bridgeman] Hey.
- Hey, it's me.
I'm outside his place.
His car is here.
- Yeah, I am at
the warehouse now.
I haven't seen him.
Oh wait, he just pulled up.
- [Dellassandro] He has
another car?
- Yeah, a red truck.
- Oh, that's interesting.
I wanna get in this house.
I'll call Judge Steinman
on the way, he owes me.
- Right, I-I'll meet
you at the courthouse.
- Alright, see you there.
(car engine starting)
(tense music)
- She's never gonna love you.
You know that right?
She's just never gonna love you.
(dramatic music)
(truck engine starting)
(dramatic music)
(door opens)
(footsteps approaching)
(door closes)
- He didn't lock the door.
He never does that.
- What do you think that means?
Do you think he knows?
- He never switches things.
- I was supposed to be next.
- I know, I know.
I don't know what's going
on, but I don't like it.
You know, we have
to do something.
(dramatic music)
- This is different.
Am I supposed to be here now?
- I wanted us to be a family.
- Got it.
(dramatic music continues)
- I tried, but
this isn't working.
I-I have to let you go.
- Let me go?
- Do you think he's
gonna hurt her?
- He never breaks the pattern.
He's a creature of habit.
- How are we gonna fight him?
- We'll think of something.
- But wait, wait.
Why can't I just
get one more try?
- I don't know.
(tense music)
And you were my first.
I always thought you
were the one for me.
- Please.
Let me just have one more try.
One more chance, please.
Maybe,
if you let me hold you.
Really hold you.
Love you.
Please?
(tense music continues)
(both grunting)
- I don't hear anything
at all up there.
Is that good, do you
think that's good?
- I don't know, I don't know.
Just- just keep at it.
Mine's getting loose, is yours?
- Yeah, yeah.
It's getting, it's
getting there.
It's getting there.
Oh my God, it's out, it's out.
Holy shit, holy shit, holy shit.
Oh my God, he's
gonna come back down.
He's gonna see, he's gonna
see, he's gonna kill me.
I gotta put it back,
he's gonna see.
I gotta put it back,
I gotta put it back.
I gotta put it back,
I gotta put it back.
- Marly.
- He's gonna fucking see.
- Marly, stop it, Marly.
Marly, focus.
Look at me.
Look at me, Marly, yes, you can.
Yes, you can, look at me.
Look at me, listen to me.
He has Callie, do you hear me?
He's going to kill her, okay?
- Okay.
- Okay?
- Okay.
- Are you okay?
- Holy fuck, I don't know.
I'm scared as fuck Danay.
- I'm scared too,
I'm scared too.
But I need you, okay?
I need you.
- Okay.
- Okay, okay, help me
pull this out, okay?
Pull this out together, okay?
On three, okay?
- Okay, I got it.
- Okay, okay.
- Ready?
One, two, three.
- Three.
(tense music continues)
- [Matthew] I said I
was gonna do it.
I said I was gonna do it.
I have to do it.
I have to do it.
(both grunting)
- Okay, okay, pull harder.
Okay, one, two, three.
- I have no choice, I'm sorry.
- I have to let you go.
(Marly grunting)
- One!
- I have to let you go.
I'm sorry.
- Two.
(music intensifies)
- I'm sorry.
- Three.
- [Marly] Ah!
Oh, my God. (laughs)
- Oh, my God.
Okay, let's go.
- Holy shit.
- Okay.
Okay.
(dramatic music)
(tense music)
- I'm sorry but I
don't have a choice.
I'm sorry.
(tense music continues)
(Matthew mumbling)
I loved you.
I loved you.
- Stop.
(tense music continues)
(floorboard creaking)
(Callie coughing)
(Callie grunts)
(music intensifies)
(Matthew grunts)
(Matthew gasping)
(dramatic music)
- I love you.
(Callie gasps)
(bird fluttering)
(birds chirping)
(all breathing shakily)
- Now what?
- Let's get out of here.
(keys jingling)
- He's just a regular guy
with a regular license.
(dramatic music)
(woman screaming)
Wait!
Do you hear that?
(woman screaming)
Someone's in the trunk.
(screaming continues)
We hear you.
We're here.
- Don't worry,
we'll get you out.
It's locked.
- Where you going?
- To get the keys.
- I'll go.
You get help.
(woman screaming)
(door creaking)
(suspenseful music)
No!
No!
(suspenseful music continues)
- [Callie] Ah!
(Callie grunting)
(tense music)
(grunting continues)
(music intensifies)
(Callie coughs)
(gentle music)
(both breathing heavily)
- [Marly] Okay.
Okay, okay.
(both groaning)
- [Callie] Okay.
- Did you get the keys?
- [Callie] Yeah, oh my God.
- Danay.
No, no, there was two of them.
- Huh?
- There was two.
There was two of them.
- Are you okay?
(woman screaming)
- Help me!
(screaming continues)
- It's okay.
You're okay, it's okay.
- Where is he?
He's dead.
It's okay, come on.
Careful, careful.
- It's all right, we got you.
- The cops are coming.
They're coming, it's okay.
You're all right, you're
all right, he's dead.
We're gonna go, come here.
Let's go.
- Let's get out
of here, come on.
- [Callie] Oh my God,
there they are.
(gentle music continues)
- [Bridgeman] Holy shit.
Those are the girls.
Leave it all behind
My mind, my pain
After it all,
recall my name
I'm not the same
as I was before
The surety of all
that's changed
I will remain
(music fades)
- [Client] Ms.,
Ms. Edwards.
Ms. Edwards.
Ms. Edwards.
Can we start?
- Yes, I'm-I'm sorry, Louis.
Let's begin.
- I-I-I'm so happy
that you're back.
Um, you don't know how hard
it's been for me without you.
- Well, we have 50 minutes.
How about you fill me
in on what I missed?
- Oh, you know my mother.
I mean, she's just,
she just drives me crazy
and I-I write it down.
(voice trailing off)
(upbeat music)
- There you go, Tony.
- Thank you.
- You're welcome.
- Hey.
What's up?
- How are you?
- I'm good, how are you?
- You know, working.
- Working?
- Yeah.
Its slow.
- [Keith] You excited
for tonight?
- [Marly] Yeah.
- [Callie] "Sing peace into
his breast,
Or see the brown mice bob
round and round
the oatmeal chest.
For he comes, the human child,
to the waters and the wild,
with a fairy, hand in hand.
For the world's
more full of weeping
than he can understand."
(upbeat music continues)
Read it out loud
from the beginning.
- "Where dips the rocky highland
of Sleuth Wood in the lake,
there lies a leafy island
where flapping herons wake.
The drowsy water rats,
there we've hid our fairy vats,
full of berries and of
reddest stolen cherries."
(voice trailing off)
(helicopter whirring)
- [Newswoman] Tonight,
there is police presence
outside a Delaware County home.
Investigators confirming
that a body was found
on the property earlier today.
- We're here outside
the Martin residence
where investigators have found
human remains on the property.
Our sources tell
us that the remains
found in a wooded
area on the property
are that of a female,
late '50s, early '60s.
As you may remember, the
brothers held three women
in the house against their
will for a number of months.
Detectives feared that
there would be more victims,
and now that fear has
become the reality.
We'll keep you updated on
this ongoing investigation.
For DBC News, I'm Tom Ashford.
Bridget.
(soft gentle music)
- I ordered us a bottle.
(all chuckling)
(gentle music continues)
- Hey Boss, I'm a hit him up.
- Mm-hmm.
Hi.
- How are you?
Please sit.
- Thank you.
Ah, thank you for meeting me.
- Of course.
- Yeah, absolutely.
- Um, so I don't wanna
intrude on your time together.
I just wanted to let you
know that there's gonna be
some more information
coming out about the case
in the next few days.
I didn't want you sidelined.
- We appreciate that.
- Uh, so the two
men that took you,
Matthew and John Martin.
It seems they lived
their entire lives,
as far as I can
tell, as one person.
One person going to
school, going to work,
one person paying taxes,
one legitimate person,
only one paper trail.
- Their entire lives?
- Yeah.
We did some digging
and we found a record
of a John Martin,
but it seems to stop
at the time he
would've been 12 or so.
- Is there a death record?
- No.
It seems like he
just disappeared
off the face of the earth.
- What about the mother?
He-he mentioned her to me once,
but it made him upset.
- Uh, we found her.
She's buried in the yard.
We're still waiting on
the full pathology report,
but it seems she's been
dead about 10 years or so.
I just wanted you
to know the truth.
I felt that I owed it to you,
especially after everything
you've been through.
- Thank you.
- Listen, if you ever
need anything ever,
please don't hesitate
to reach out.
- Thank you.
- Thank you.
- Good luck.
- All right, ladies, I have
your bottle here for you.
Here we go.
One, two, and three.
All right.
(upbeat music)
(liquor pouring)
Cheers.
Enjoy.
(upbeat music continues)
(glasses clink)
- Wow.
Whiskey, huh?
- This was not the
bottle I was expecting.
- Me either.
- You guys said to order drink.
This is a drink ladies.
- Yeah, well it's good.
(music intensifies)
(light music)
(soft guitar music)
There's a drowning dove
beneath these hills
In the caverns of
the devil's house
In the ghost voices
Of the Tuscaroras
Where the Irish toil
in the black coal dens of hell
(car rumbling)
(car radio begins playing)
- [Man on radio]
I took the leap.
(radio static)
...somebody's hurt.
(radio static)
(soft guitar music)
There's a drowning dove
beneath these hills
In the caverns of
the devil's house
In the ghost voices
Of the Tuscaroras
Where the Irish toil in
the black coal dens of hell
To the Pottsville hills
and the Reading lines
That fed a nation's
belly in fossil fuel
Now a blackened truth
From the labor's of my love
She comes like
a haunted angel
Dressed in brilliant
emerald gold
To haunt a need in me
And the dawn persists
Races in her eyes
Those pearl blue sapphires
That give no rest to me
I see more than
what might be
But I won't see
what other men see
Bones and ashes
Dollar bills and flames
In you, I see
God's fallen light
Coursing through
the Snake Hill river
Racing in these veins
Woo-oh-oh-oh
Woo-oh-oh
(radio clicks off)
(door closing)
(man whistling)
(keys jingling)
(tense music)
(man grunts)
(bright music)
Been looking for
a breakthrough
Trying our best to make do
Every day is something new
But change don't come
Oh, yes, it's true
Brighter days are
straight ahead
Follow me
- I have all that.
No, I- I have it.
You don't need to get
anything, Aunt Chelle.
No, I'll be there.
Yes, I promise Aunt Chelle.
Yes, I bought a plane
ticket, didn't I?
Okay, yes.
I love you, I love you too.
I gotta go, I'm gonna work.
Okay, I'll call you later.
Okay, love you.
Bye.
Looking for a breakthrough
Trying our best to make do
Every day is something
new, but change don't come
Oh yes, it's true
Brighter days are
straight ahead
Follow me, won't be misled
Just look up,
don't hang your head
And we'll get to
the promised land
- [Client] I just don't know
what to do about my mother.
I mean, she-she still
treats me like I'm 10.
I try to help her but,
she just keeps dwelling
on my father's passing.
I- I know she blames
herself for it,
but sometimes, I'm
sure she blames me.
And sometimes,
I just get this feeling
in the pit of my stomach,
and it keeps
building and building
and I- I can't breathe.
- Does this feeling only happen
when you're with your mother?
- It's only after I visit her.
That is the only
time I feel this way.
- It sounds like a panic attack.
It could be brought
on by the stress
of dealing with your mother.
I really think you
need to evaluate
why you feel this way with her.
I think a journal
would help you.
And-and I have some
breathing exercises
I'd like for you to try.
I'll print out some
handouts for you.
- Okay.
I, uh, I guess I'm
not gonna see you for,
I mean, you said you were
going away for like a month?
- Yes, that's right.
It's a- it's a family thing.
But with the journal,
don't feel any pressure.
Okay, just write what you can
and bring it next session.
- Okay.
Brighter days are
straight ahead
Follow me, won't be misled
Just look up,
don't hang your head
And we'll get to
the promised land, yeah
(light piano music)
(foreboding music)
(upbeat music)
(phone buzzing)
- Hello, this is Danay Edwards.
I'm currently unavailable,
but please leave me a message
and I'll get back to
you as soon as I can.
(phone line beeps)
(clock beeping)
- [Rochelle] Hey,
it's Rochelle.
I just wanna get
your flight number
so Frank and I can make sure
that we have the
right information
to get you from the airport.
I'm making up the
front room for you.
It will be just like old times.
All right, talk to you soon.
Love you.
(gentle music)
(phone line beeps)
Danay, it's me again.
I just wanna get
things coordinated.
I promise, I won't talk
about you staying anymore.
Okay, honey?
Call me later.
(gentle music continues)
(phone buzzing)
(phone line beeps)
All right, Danay, I guess
you don't wanna talk to me.
That's fine.
We just hope to see
you at the reunion.
It's been years, and I really,
really hope you do come.
I'll just...
I'll wait to hear from you.
And I won't bother
you again, I promise.
Bye.
(gentle music fades)
(clock beeping)
(high-pitched ringing)
- Are you awake?
- Who are you?
- Are you hurt?
- What am I doing here?
- Do you remember anything?
- Where am I?
- Please, just try to relax.
- Don't tell me to relax.
Where am I?
What am I doing here?
Who the are fuck are you?
- M-my name is Callie.
Um, please just try to be quiet.
- Don't tell me to be quiet.
Where am I?
(tense music)
- I don't know how
else to say this.
But um, we're trapped
in this basement.
- Help, help!
Help!
Somebody please.
Help me.
- Stop it.
- Help!
- Stop it, goddamn
it, stop screaming.
Do you want him to
come back down here?
Do you?
Stop, stop.
Stop screaming.
- Okay.
Okay, uh,
I just...
Oh my God, what is happening?
- I know.
Look,
I am so sorry about this.
This man...
- What man?
- I don't know.
I don't know his name, but
he lives in this house.
(tense music continues)
All I remember is,
I was jogging.
(birds chirping)
I had my headphones in.
(faint music playing
on headphones)
It was getting dark.
(faint music continues)
(birds chirping)
And all of a sudden,
somebody pushed me.
(faint music continues)
(footsteps approaching)
(Callie gasps)
I just remember
the trunk lights.
(tense music)
And then I woke up here.
(chains jingling)
(Callie whimpering)
(tense music continues)
Who are you?
Please.
(Callie sobbing)
Please don't hurt me.
- How long have you been here?
(chains jingling)
- 63 days.
Oh, by my last count.
I-I may have missed
a day or two.
- So what, you just,
you just gave up, is that it?
Well, that's not me.
(chains jingling)
- I didn't just give up.
But you'll see.
- Fuck.
(jingling continues)
(tense music continues)
(Danay screaming)
(faint music playing
on headphones)
(panting)
(running footsteps echoing)
(phone ringing)
- Dellassandro, what's up?
Whew, yeah, I'm almost done.
I'm just wrapping up.
Can you get me an iced latte?
I'll get you back.
Thank you.
All right, I'm coming.
(faint music playing)
(distant siren blaring)
(Danay sobbing)
(chains jingling)
- Hey.
What's your name?
- Danay.
Who are you again?
- Callie.
- Oh.
Hi, Callie.
- Hi.
- Do you have any
idea where we are?
- No.
Do you remember anything
about how you got here?
- I just remember
walking to my Uber.
I had a few drinks after work.
I got in the car.
I got in the car.
- That's all you remember?
- Yeah, I,
I think I was in the car.
- And then what?
- Nothing, just...
Just waking up and seeing you.
That's it.
Maybe he drugged me.
I don't remember.
What does he want with us?
(chain jingling)
- Oh.
It's not every night,
but it's frequent.
And the first time it happened,
I fought with
everything that I had.
(Callie grunting)
(tense music)
- This is going to happen to me?
- I'm sorry.
(foreboding music)
(Danay sobs)
(droplets falling)
(birds chirping)
(man whistling)
(door closes)
(whistling continues)
(faucet running)
(door opens)
(man whistling)
(heavy footsteps approaching)
- [Callie] Try to stay calm.
(keys clinking)
(Danay whimpering)
- [Man] Arms up.
Arms up.
(whimpering continues)
Let's go.
- No!
- [Callie] I'm sorry.
I'm sorry, I'm sorry.
- [Man] Let's go, let's go!
- I'm sorry. (sobbing)
- [Danay] Get the fuck off me!
(Danay screaming)
Callie!
No, no!
Fuck off me!
- You'll be okay.
She'll be okay, she'll be okay.
(Danay screaming)
(door slams)
It'll be okay, it'll be okay.
She'll be okay.
It'll be okay.
(distant music playing)
- So when are you gonna agree
to be my sugar daddy, huh?
- You name it.
I'm ready.
- Hmm.
How about city hall tomorrow?
- Don't tempt me.
Come on.
There's gotta be a few
prospects out there for you.
- Marly's got some
high standard, Sy.
I mean, she's
looking for someone
who can string a few
sentences together.
- I guess that could be
pretty hard to find nowadays.
- You have no idea.
You've never had to
deal with online dating.
- You'd be shocked at
some of the things we see.
- I don't even wanna know.
- Trust me, you don't.
They don't make 'em
like you anymore, Sy.
I mean, have you ever
heard of a dick pic?
- A what pic?
Oh.
You gotta be kidding me.
(Marly chuckling)
Really?
- [Marly] Yeah.
I'm about to pick
up and leave town
for some better prospects.
- No, you and me both.
You just let me know when you're
going and I'll go with you.
I could use an adventure.
- Hell, yeah.
- Here's to adventure.
- [Bar patron] Can
I get another one?
- Yeah.
Let's fucking do this.
- Yeah, where do you wanna go?
- LA, baby.
(heavy footsteps on floorboards)
(whistling above)
(tense music)
(muffled voices above)
- [Callie] I'm sorry
this is happening.
(Danay sobbing quietly)
- [Woman on TV] ...the store
worker who fired back.
Thanks for joining us
tonight at five o'clock.
I'm Tracy Reynolds.
DBC 10 first reported
this as breaking news
as it unfolded this morning.
Tonight, DBC 10's Tom Ashford
joins us outside the store
in Port Richmond with new
information and that new video.
Tom.
- [Tom] Thanks, Tracy.
This gun fight took
place in close quarters
inside this corner store.
Here behind me was an employee
that waited for the
suspect to lose interest.
(message beeping)
Just sort of let
his guard down for
just a split second
when she took her own gun
and decided to fight back.
In this video we're
about to show you,
it was the manager
of the store's dog
that distracted the suspect.
Surveillance video
of this corner store
at the intersection
of Oakdale and Pine
shows two men walking into the
store at 3:30 this morning.
The one in the blue mask
immediately points his
gun at the manager.
(distant siren blaring)
(dog barking)
(door thudding)
(foreboding music)
(dog barking)
(message beeping)
(bright music)
(fingers tapping)
(message beeping)
(message beeping)
(message beeping)
(fingers tapping)
(bright music continues)
(Marly chuckles)
(faucet running)
- You never saw him before?
- No.
Never.
Not before.
- I keep trying to
remember his face.
I feel like I had
to have seen him.
How could I not have known that-
that he was stalking me?
(muffled voices above)
- I did the same thing.
I kept thinking, "How
could I not know?"
I don't know, Danay.
I just didn't see him.
(loud thudding)
- Did you hear that?
Do you hear voices?
- Yeah, but shh.
- Someone is up there.
Someone else is up-
Help!
Help, somebody, please help us!
- No.
- Help.
(tense music)
(Danay grunts)
- [Man] I thought
you told her the rules.
- I did.
I did.
I did tell her the rules.
She didn't understand.
She'll learn.
Please.
- [Man] You keep
her quiet now.
- I'll do better.
- [Man] You
better listen to her.
No more nonsense.
(Callie groans)
(footsteps receding)
(door opens, closes)
- I'm so sorry, I'm so sorry.
I heard voices.
- It's okay.
It's okay.
We just have to be quiet.
We just have to be quiet.
(upbeat music)
(indistinct)
(bar patrons chattering)
- Hey.
- Hey.
How you doing?
- Doing good.
(message beeping)
(fingers tapping)
(message beeps)
Couldn't even
begin to understand
(bar patrons chattering)
(indistinct)
(distant siren wailing)
- Thanks.
- [Officer] I'm gonna
run out and grab coffee.
You want anything?
- Oh, I'm good hun, thank you.
(indistinct chattering)
(door opens)
(light switch clicks)
(heavy footsteps approaching)
(heavy footsteps receding)
(light switch clicks)
(door thuds)
(heavy footsteps on floorboards)
(whistling above)
(faucet running)
(faucet dripping)
(chains jingling)
(faucet continues dripping)
- Are you okay?
- I just wait for it to be over.
- Do you fight him at all?
- No.
I don't.
I just try to think
about something else.
- I just cry.
- He was a little
strange tonight.
I can't quite figure out
how, but he was different.
(faucet continues dripping)
(horn honking)
(car engine whirring)
(telephone ringing)
(upbeat music)
Sunny days, blue skies
- Here you go, Tony.
- Thanks.
Flew by
Moonlit memories
made us smile
We stopped time
- Anyone here?
For a while
Worked ourselves into
each other's veins
So you gonna say hi to me or?
- I figured it took
you long enough
to drag your ass down here,
you can wait a
little bit longer.
- (chuckles) Ouch, okay.
That's how it's gonna be.
- Mm.
- I don't know, you know,
meeting someone in person
for the first time, it's...
It's a little intimidating.
Not gonna lie.
- We text until
4:00 AM most nights.
You're intimidated?
- I don't know, you know,
it's like, you're real now.
You're an actual real person.
- I am a real person.
Mourning doves
Dreary eyes
Marble fountains run dry
So intimidating, huh?
- A little bit.
Make me smile
We stopped time
for a wh-i-ile
Worked ourselves
into each other's...
But I like it.
- Good.
- How you doing?
Inside each other's brains
(heavy footsteps)
(muffled voices talking)
- [Rochelle] I'm
willing to take her.
She can live with me and Frank.
- No, that is not happening.
She's staying with me.
I'm her father.
She needs me and I need her.
- I don't think that this
is what's best for her.
- I don't care what you think.
I know what's best for her.
(cartoon playing on TV)
I can do this and
I will do this.
Thank you, Rochelle.
But look, it's late, I'm tired.
And it's time for you to go.
(door opens)
(cartoon continues
playing on TV)
- Fine.
If you think you know what's
best, I'm here for her.
And you.
And I love you both.
(door closes)
(heavy footsteps on floorboards)
(whistling above)
(door closes)
- Is anyone looking for you?
- No.
I don't think so.
- Do you have any family?
- Not really.
My dad left when I was little,
and I don't know
where my mom is now.
Do you have anyone?
- I have some family,
but no one around here.
I don't think anyone
even knows I'm missing.
My Aunt Rochelle, but
I blow her off so much.
Who knows what she'll do?
And I mean, my clients.
- Clients?
- I'm a therapist.
- [Callie] Like a doctor?
- Psychologist.
I feel like I should have
some sort of insight here.
And, I'm just a mess.
- This isn't normal.
I don't know how you can
expect that of yourself.
I don't know how you can
expect more of yourself
than what you're doing.
- Do you wanna talk about it?
Your mom?
- Are you shrinking me now?
- No, I just thought,
you said you didn't
know where she was.
Do you have any idea
what happened to her?
- She found God and just left.
She didn't approve
of my lifestyle.
Her words.
- What, are you gay?
Oh, I-I wouldn't
have thought that.
- Um, thanks, I guess.
- No, I-I just meant...
I don't know what I meant.
I guess I just didn't know.
- Oh, I am.
And it was a sticking
point for my mom.
She thought all her
problems in life
were because her
daughter liked girls
and God was punishing
her for my sins.
You know, we had a huge
fight one night and I left.
And when I came back the
next day, she was gone.
- You didn't ever
try to find her?
- Honestly, I didn't want to.
It's awful but...
it-it was a relief
just the same.
- I'm sorry.
- Thank you.
(soft gentle music)
(indistinct chattering)
- Oh, I'm so sorry.
- Uh, n-n-no, I'm sorry.
I'm really in the way.
(chuckles)
Um, I just get caught up.
- No, it's fine.
What are you reading?
- Oh.
- Ah.
Do not wait to strike
till the iron is hot,
but make it hot by striking.
- You know Yeats?
- Not really.
I know that quote.
It's one of my favorites.
- It-it's a good one.
I like it a lot too.
- Yeah, I'm just taking
it all in, you know?
Quite a find.
- It is.
It-it's a piece of history.
Definitely one of my
favorite places in town.
- Yeah?
Um, I just got here
a couple days ago.
- Ooh.
Oh, that's nice.
Well, en-enjoy your stay.
- Thanks.
(gentle music)
My name's Andrea.
- (chuckles) Callie.
Hi.
- Hey, would you maybe
wanna go grab a coffee?
I don't know anybody yet,
and I...
Nevermind.
You're probably busy.
Sorry.
- No.
Yeah, um, no, I'm not busy
and I-I could get a coffee.
Sure.
- Great.
You know, it's good.
- [Callie] Yes?
(Andrea speaking indistinctly)
- [Callie] Oh my gosh.
- [Andrea] Yeah, you should
definitely come here sometime.
- [Callie] Oh, I
would like that.
- Yeah, for sure.
- That'd be fun.
Maybe even when it's warmer.
- Yeah.
Are you cold?
- No, I'm fine.
- Here.
- Thank you.
(bright music)
(telephone ringing)
- Hey, I left
stuff on your desk.
- [Dellassandro] Thank you.
- Good morning, sunshine.
- Mm-hmm.
Okay.
(Dellassandro sighs)
Okay.
(dramatic music)
(telephone ringing)
(dramatic music continues)
- [Keith] Look at us being
healthy adults.
- Yeah, like actually
meeting in person,
talking on the phone
more than once.
- I know, and not just texting.
- It's unheard of.
- Right, these kids these days,
they just don't
get it, you know?
Know what the best
part is though?
- What's that?
- You haven't ghosted me yet.
- Oh, there's still time.
- Hey.
- I'm kidding.
Uh, so it's time to lock up.
- Ah, well.
Shit, okay.
What do you wanna do now?
Wanna go get some breakfast?
- Oh wow.
So like a date?
(Keith chuckles)
Like a real date?
- Well, you know, I figure
since we're on a roll
with this whole
adulting thing, why not?
- Let's do it.
We're rebels.
- Yeah, rebels.
Why do they always put
everything on diner menus?
I mean, they do have everything.
Stuffed shells, stuffed lobster.
Why is everything stuffed?
I just want some
fucking pancakes.
- Ooh, pancakes sound good.
- All right.
- Okay, did you see they
have stuffed pancakes too?
- You know, I did notice that.
I'm sensing a very
strange theme here.
- Strange but promising.
Oh, and some coffee.
I'm going through serious
withdrawal over here.
- Oh, coffee girl, huh?
I'm more of a tea guy myself.
Don't get me wrong,
I love coffee,
but it's usually like a strictly
early morning drink for me.
- Mm, tea's cool, I guess,
if I'm like hungover
or something,
but definitely a coffee girl.
And technically, it
is early morning.
- Look, you-you
know what I mean.
It's just like when
you're just getting up
in the morning, then coffee.
Hell, yeah, bring
on the coffee.
(Marly chuckles)
- Hey, folks.
What can I get you?
You want a coffee?
- Oh, no.
I will take pancakes
and hot tea, please.
- Make that two
orders of pancakes.
And I will take
that coffee, black.
- [Waitress] Sounds good.
I'll be back in a few.
- Thank you.
- Thank you.
Damn, no messing around, huh?
- Nope.
Not even a little bit.
I'd pump it into my
veins if I could.
- Damn, you really are a rebel.
- Yeah. (chuckles)
(foreboding music)
(telephone ringing)
- Mm.
Anything on the
address for this one?
- Nope.
Landlady hasn't
seen her in months.
She was just pissed
about the rent.
- Figures, people
suck sometimes.
No concern at all?
- Nope.
She just asked me how she
could recoup her losses.
I mean the woman hasn't been
in her apartment in months,
and the landlady did nothing.
- Unbelievable.
- So it's weird, right?
You got two missing persons,
and it takes forever to
notice that they're gone.
How long before somebody
called about her?
- I think it was
over three weeks
before anyone
called that one in.
It was her aunt
from out of state.
She called it in.
She said she rarely
speaks to her niece,
but there was some type
of family gathering thing,
and she never showed.
- No one else said anything?
- Nope.
She's a therapist.
Her clients don't
know where she lives.
Um, one guy I talked to said
he thought she was on vacation.
The other one I managed
to speak to said
she was planning a
trip out of state,
and he just figured they'd
reschedule when she got back.
- Well, that aligns with
what the aunt had to say too.
- [Dellassandro] Mm-hmm.
- What about the other
one, who reported it?
- Uh, that was a mother
of one of her students.
Apparently, she's an
English tutor or something,
and she just didn't
show for a few weeks.
Um, mother thought
the same thing.
She was on vacation.
But once she missed two weeks,
she got nervous and called.
Never heard anything.
- So she called it in?
- Yeah, she said
Callie was quiet.
Sweet.
Had no one.
So she felt worried.
- So some people
still do give a shit.
- Yeah, some.
Uh, we're still down
Callie's cellphone records.
- Anything more on Danay?
- No.
I wanna go back to
her office, right?
Check out some
businesses in the area.
Uh, there's a couple bars
and restaurants around there.
Maybe check 'em out, see
if anyone saw anything.
Anything on her cell phone?
- Nothing yet.
Still waiting on that too.
- Okay.
- [Keith] Our first
real life date.
It was nice.
I think I like this.
- I think I like this too.
Thank you for the pancakes.
- You're very welcome.
Ah.
I really want this
night to keep going,
but I don't wanna
mess things up.
- I know, we're doing so well.
Can I see you tomorrow night?
You working?
- Closing.
- Yeah, good.
(car approaching)
Oh, shit.
I'm not ready to let you go yet.
- Wanna change your mind?
- Yeah, I do.
- Too late.
Don't worry.
I'll see you tomorrow.
(car door closes)
(foreboding music)
- I guess I'll call
myself an Uber.
(chuckles)
(message beeping)
(foreboding music continues)
(birds chirping)
(fingers tapping)
(message beeps)
(soft music playing)
(bar patrons chattering)
- How can I help
you, detectives?
- Have you seen this woman?
She's a therapist.
Her office is nearby.
- Yeah, I've seen
her a few times.
Comes in, grabs a wine or two.
She's nice, quiet.
- Do you remember the
last time she was in?
- Few weeks at least.
I mean, I'm here all the
time and I haven't seen her.
- Anyone ever bother her?
Anyone ever try to talk to her?
- I mean, it's not usually
super crazy in here,
but I can't catch everything.
If somebody was
bothering her though,
I-I think I would've noticed.
- I see you have
some cameras in here.
You know if that security
footage is stored?
- I don't.
I can find out for you though.
- Well, here's my card.
Find anthing on that footage,
just give us a call.
- Absolutely.
I'll let you guys know.
- Thank you.
(message beeping)
(fingers tapping)
(message beeps)
- Hey, will you cut it
with the phone already?
Seriously.
- I looked at it for one second.
Give me a fucking break.
- Look at it when you're
finished, will you?
The place is crazy right now.
It's nuts, Jesus Christ.
- Just focus on your
shit, all right?
I'm doing the best I
can, for fuck's sake.
It's not my fault
Tanya fucking flaked.
- Oh, I swear to God,
you're all alike.
No responsibility whatsoever.
You don't even care, that's it.
- Just shut the
fuck up, all right?
I'm fucking here, aren't I?
I'm making a fucking Long
Island, for Christ's sake.
I made 10 of 'em in the
last two fucking hours.
- Yeah, well, whoever
invented it should be shot.
And what's with the
fucking attitude?
- Nothing.
(soft rock music playing)
(bar patrons chattering)
- Hey.
- Hey.
- Hey, we closing soon?
- Oh my God, thank
fucking Christ.
This place is madness tonight.
- Yeah, rough night?
- I fucking hate
it here right now.
- Well, you look amazing.
- I look like hell,
but thank you.
You look pretty good yourself.
(Keith chuckles)
- Marly, seriously?
- Fuck, I gotta get back to it.
- Okay, all good, I'll be here.
- I'm sorry, what
did you want again?
(birds chirping)
Okay, okay.
Let me get my walk
of shame over with.
- One more.
- I have to go.
I still have to go home and
get ready before my shift.
- Ah, that was pretty
hot last night.
- Well, come by the bar and
walk me home after work.
We can revisit.
- I will.
I do gotta work though.
- Okay.
- Shouldn't be too late.
I'll swing by after.
You closing?
- As always.
- As always.
- Okay, we need to stop.
Seriously.
I'm gonna end up naked and
wrapped around you again.
- That sounds great.
Can't you be late?
- (laughs) So tempting, but no.
We have a band,
and it's gonna get crazy.
And I'm already late, so.
- Okay.
- Okay?
- Oh, your jacket.
- Thank you.
- Naked, wrapped around me.
- Okay.
- That's what you said.
- It's a plan.
- I know people.
(birds chirping)
(phone beeps)
(Marly chuckles)
(fingers tapping)
(message beeps)
(fingers tapping)
(Marly chuckles)
(faucet running)
(foreboding music)
(distant horn honks)
(foreboding music continues)
- [Man] Hey, Marly.
- Do I know you?
(loud thud)
(high-pitched ringing)
(bar patrons chattering)
(upbeat music playing)
- Hey, is Marly here?
- No, she didn't show up today.
And I'm pissed 'cause she knew
how chaotic it was gonna be.
- Oh, she didn't
call or anything?
- What?
- She didn't call or anything?
- No, I've been texting
her all night and nothing.
- I saw her last night,
she said she'd be here.
- Well, that's weird.
- I don't really
know where she lives.
Can you give me her address?
We're sort of seeing each other,
so I just wanna check on her.
- Are you fucking crazy?
No, I'm not gonna
give you her address.
She's probably just
blowing off work
'cause I did the same
thing to her last night.
Are you gonna buy a drink?
'Cause if not, leave.
I'm getting my ass
kicked in here.
- Hey, if you see her, tell
her I'm asking for her, okay?
- [Tanya] Yeah, sure.
- Thanks.
(upbeat music)
(Keith sighs)
(dog barking)
Ah, fuck.
Last one, Keith.
Starting to get a little
creepy there, buddy.
She just needs a couple days.
(Keith sighs)
(tense music)
(chains jingling)
(footsteps approaching)
(jingling continues)
(lock clicks)
(footsteps receding)
(door closes)
- Oh, sweet Jesus.
Should we wake her up?
- No, let her sleep.
(muffled voices above)
(loud thudding)
- Do you hear that?
- I do.
(muffled voices above)
(loud thud)
- What was that?
- I don't know.
(faucet running)
(Marly groaning)
- She's awake.
- What-what?
- Please, try to calm down.
- The fuck is going on?
What's happening?
Who the fuck are you?
- My name is Danay,
and this is Callie.
Please try to be quiet.
- Don't hurt yourself.
- Shut the fuck up.
I wasn't fucking talking to you.
Get me the fuck out of here!
Get me, fuck, fuck!
- Shut the fuck up!
- Fuuck!
- He's gonna fucking kill us.
Look, look, I'm sorry.
But someone kidnapped you
and he locked you
down here with us.
We don't know why
this is happening,
but we've been here for months,
and I can tell you with all
honesty, he is not nice.
So you better calm
down and be quiet.
Are you going to be quiet?
(suspenseful music)
Okay.
(Marly panting)
(Marly whimpering)
(cat purring)
(dramatic music)
(keyboard clacking)
(dramatic music continues)
(footsteps approaching)
(chains jingling)
(tense music)
- [Marly] No, fuck you!
Fuck, no, no! (grunting)
Fuck you, fuck you!
(door slams)
(muffled) No, no!
(cart rattling)
(distant horn honks)
(siren wailing)
(indistinct chatter)
- [Officer] All right, yep.
- Excuse me.
- I'll call you back.
Yes?
- Um, I want to report
a missing person.
- I know, Ms. Lawson.
We still have this open as
a missing person's case.
We are doing everything
we can to find your niece.
I promise we will call you as
soon as I find anything new.
Alright, thank you.
Alright, bye now.
(phone clicks)
- [Officer] Hey, we, uh, we
got another missing person.
- Another woman?
- Yeah, says she's
his girlfriend.
- Okay, send him over.
Hi, I'm sorry, what's your name?
- Uh, it's Keith, uh, Bradberry.
Um, thank you for
talking with me.
- Detective Dellassandro.
- Detective.
- Okay, so your
girlfriend's missing.
- Well, she's not exactly
my girlfriend, but um-
- Okay.
- We sort of met online,
and I can show you her
dating profile picture.
I have it.
So we only actually
saw each other
a few times face to face.
One date, she stayed
in my place and,
and she's just disappeared.
- Hmm, maybe she's just not
interested in you.
Maybe she doesn't
wanna talk to you.
- No, you don't understand.
Look I went to her work.
- You went to her work?
- Yeah, but it's not like-
- I mean, do you think it was
a good idea to go to her work?
What if she's
trying to avoid you?
- No, it's-it's not
like that, okay?
It's not like I'm
stalking her, or anything.
She works at a bar.
- Uh-huh.
- And we were gonna go
there that night
and we were gonna hang
out after she got done.
But she just never showed up.
- Okay.
Let's start from the beginning.
Take me back through everything
and we'll go from there, okay?
I'm also gonna need a list
of people that know her.
Um, and what's her
place of employment?
- Uh, Benny's is her bar.
Um, I could give you a list
of the people I've
been talking to.
- Uh-huh.
- Um,
Tanya is one of the bartenders.
Um, Chris is one
of the managers.
(tense music)
(man whistling)
- [Danay] You know I help
people, right?
I mean, people used to talk
to me about what bothered them
and-and I would help them.
- [Man] Yeah.
You mess with people's heads.
I know what you do.
I watched you for a long time.
- Maybe you need someone
to talk to a little.
We don't really talk at all.
- I'm not into talking.
(tense music continues)
- Talk to me.
Talk to me.
Talk to me, Callie.
Anything, about
anything, please.
- I don't know.
I-I used to tutor.
I used to tutor kids.
- Oh, yeah?
What did you tutor?
- English mostly.
I help them with their
grammar, writing, vocabulary.
I proofread their papers,
make them read poetry.
Some of them used to hate that.
- I hated school.
I mean, that's
actually not true.
I didn't hate school.
I just wasn't very
good at school.
I was kind of a fuck up, really.
- How so?
- Boys, mostly.
Um,
drinking.
A little bit of drugs,
but, uh, yeah, mostly the boys.
- Do you have any family?
- Just my mom, but
I don't talk to her.
And my gram.
She died, um, right after
I got outta high school.
She's the only person who
ever gave a shit about me.
- I don't talk to my mom either.
She basically just shut me out.
- She does try texting me still.
Um,
but I, I, um,
don't even, don't even open 'em.
I-I don't, I don't care.
- I get that.
I do.
Yeats is my favorite.
William Butler Yeats.
Do you know who that is?
- No.
Is he dead?
(Callie chuckles)
- Yes, he's dead.
Um,
he's a poet, an Irish poet.
I really love his work.
He uses a lot of
imagery and folklore,
and he's a bit of a romantic.
He once proposed to
one woman four times.
- Did she ever say yes?
- No, she married someone else.
- Poor guy.
- Yeah.
- [Andrea] I finished
up my contract.
It's been a while, three months,
but the system's up and running
and it looks like I
won't need to babysit
their IT department much longer.
- That-that's great.
What will you do now?
- It's onto the next project.
I'll be leaving for San
Antonio in a few days.
- Oh.
When will I see you again?
- I probably won't
be back in town.
Unless they fuck things up.
Hey.
Look, I didn't,
I didn't mean to lead you on.
I just...
I'm not looking for a
relationship, Callie.
You know, my work,
it's always like this.
I can't give you what you want.
I'm sorry.
- It's okay.
I get it.
I get it.
(dramatic music)
(Danay coughs)
(Danay grunting)
- [Man] Arms up.
(grunting continues)
Goodnight.
- Are you okay?
- I'll live.
(door closes)
(Danay vomiting)
Thank you.
Oh, shit, this
really fucking hurts.
Damn it.
Oh my god, Callie.
I can't do this.
I can't do this.
- You're gonna be okay.
It's gonna be all right.
You're gonna be all right, okay?
You're gonna be okay.
It's gonna be okay.
You're gonna be okay, okay?
It's gonna be okay.
You're gonna be okay.
- [Dellassandro] What do these
three women have in common?
We have a bartender, an English
teacher, and a therapist.
- It sounds like the
beginning of a bad joke.
- Shut the fuck up, Marcus.
- I mean, they're all loners.
That's for certain.
Hmm.
(indistinct chattering)
I wouldn't necessarily
put these three together
and think the same
perp was responsible.
They don't all fit in
that nice, neat box.
- But, you think
it's the same perp?
- I think it might be.
I mean, he targeted
these three women.
He knew them and their patterns.
- Alright, but what
about the last one?
I mean, she had a boyfriend.
That's a little different.
- Maybe he's just getting cocky.
- Maybe someone else took her.
Maybe Marly is a random
that someone else took.
- Probably more likely.
Let's keep her with
the other two for now.
- You know, it's always the
boyfriend with these things.
You know, maybe she wasn't
as into him as he says.
- I'm not ruling him out either.
I just have a feeling.
- Well, you just keep
on feeling that feeling.
And you won't mind if I
interview Romeo again, will you?
- When's he coming in?
- Oh, he should be
here any minute.
- I'm glad to see
you're being so thorough.
(telephone ringing)
(door opens)
(door closes)
- Hey, thanks for coming in
and talking to us
again there, Keith.
- Can I get you
something to drink?
- No, I'm good, thanks.
Anything I can do to help.
So, any news about Marly?
- No, nothing yet.
- When was the last
time you saw her?
- She was leaving my apartment.
- You didn't follow
her, did you?
- No.
No, I told you, she left.
I went to get ready for work
and we were gonna meet at
the bar that night.
She never showed up.
Why are you asking?
- Look, we're just trying to
piece this thing together.
Now, you were the last
person to see her.
Where you work at, Keith?
- I work the front desk
at the Wyncote Suites,
over by the airport.
- Anybody see you?
- Yeah.
There's a whole group of people
that work the same
shift that I do.
Well, what is this about?
- We just wanna make sure
we have a clear picture
of your relationship.
- I told you already.
Look, it just started.
But we really hit it off.
Everything just
clicked, you know?
- You sure it clicked for her?
I mean, maybe you just
came on too strong
and she wasn't ready.
You sure you didn't
push anything?
- No, no, it wasn't
like that, okay?
Look, I know she
felt the same way.
Okay, she wouldn't
have just bailed.
Something happened to her.
W-w-why am I here?
I thought you wanted my help.
- Okay, calm down, calm down.
We just wanted to make sure
that maybe you weren't
mistaken or something, okay?
Did she mention going
anywhere else other than work?
- No, just work.
That's it.
- Did she ever talk
about any family
or-or anyone that
she was close to?
- I don't think she had anybody.
(Keith sighs)
Look, I'm really
worried about her.
It's fine if she doesn't
wanna see me again.
Look, I just wanna
know if she's okay.
She really means a
lot to me, all right?
I just wanna know if she's okay.
(distant siren wailing)
(indistinct chattering)
- We may have something.
- [Dellassandro] Yeah?
- You remember that security
footage from the bar
Danay used to go to?
Looks like the tech guy's found
something very interesting.
(suspenseful music)
(keyboard clacking)
- Look at that, same guy?
- Think so.
- Do we have anything from
outside the bar that night?
- I'll find out,
give me one sec.
Yeah, they got some
outdoor footage too.
- There she is.
Is that it, is
there another angle?
- That's it for her,
that's all we have.
- Okay, what about that guy?
Where is he?
He left earlier, right?
Where'd he go?
- Okay, one sec.
Here we go.
- Look at that.
Did he just stop at that car?
What is that?
Oh, fuck me sideways.
He got a ticket.
- I'm on it.
- We need to talk to him.
- Mm-hmm.
(toilet flushing)
(chains jingling)
(faucet running)
(tense music)
(man whistling)
(food boiling)
(whistling continues)
(knocking on door)
(dramatic music)
- [Dellassandro] Mr. Martin.
Matthew Martin?
- Yeah, yeah, I'm sorry.
I have something on the stove.
I really can't.
- Oh.
This will just take a minute.
I'm Detective
Theresa Dellassandro.
This is Detective
Marcus Bridgeman
with the Philadelphia
Police Department.
- Hi.
- Seems you have an
unpaid parking ticket.
- Oh.
Okay, yeah, wow.
I-I didn't know you'd come
out for that sort of thing.
- Well, we usually don't.
But it seems that
you got the ticket
at one of the last
known locations
of one of our missing people.
- Do you have a minute
for a few questions?
- Yeah.
- Were you at the
Eight Track Bar
on Thursday, September 3rd?
- Yeah, I mean, I-I
might've been there.
I mean, I also worked that
night too, but I go there a lot.
- Did you happen
to see this woman?
- I don't know.
I mean, maybe.
Nah, I really don't pay
attention when I go there.
I just grab a drink,
you know, and relax.
Listen to the music.
- Would you happen to remember
what time you left that night?
- Had to be about 7:00 PM.
Now, I worked the night
shift at, you know,
I clocked in at 8:00 PM
and I was there all night.
You-you can check it out.
It's at Holts Warehouse
and Packaging.
- Okay, thank you for
your time, Mr. Martin.
If you think of
anything, please call us.
- Sure, will do.
- You know, I know
this is off chance,
but just out of curiosity,
have you ever seen this woman?
(tense music)
- No, ma'am.
I've never seen that
woman in my life.
- Yeah, okay.
I was just curious.
Thank you for your
time, Mr. Martin.
- Punching it in the GPS now.
- Mm-hmm.
(tense music)
- You fucking stupid.
Fucking stupid, fucking stupid.
It was a fucking mistake.
I fucking knew it.
I knew it was a mistake.
Fucking sloppy.
Fucking mistake, fucking sloppy.
Fuck!
Stupid, stupid, stupid!
Fucking stupid, stupid!
(tense music)
(keys jingling)
(tense music continues)
(exhales heavily)
(heavy footsteps)
(tense music)
So I, uh, I've made a decision.
I'm gonna move us
to a bigger place.
More into the country.
You have less people,
a bit more space.
So then you can all
spread out a bit.
Hell, maybe you can
each have your own room.
That'd be really nice.
Won't you like that?
Then...
Then we can really
start our family.
Because I've been thinking,
I don't mean to hurt you.
I love you, and you are my life.
All right then.
(footsteps receding)
(door closes)
(metal rattling)
- Hey, sorry to
keep you waiting.
Carl Renner.
- Detective Theresa
Dellassandro.
- Detective Bridgeman.
- Come on in.
Tell me what I can do for you.
(door closes)
- Thank you for
speaking with us, Carl.
- Sure.
- We're here to look
into the whereabouts
of Matthew Martin
on September 3rd,
Thursday evening.
He says he was at work.
- Uh, yeah, Matthew.
Works nights a lot.
Nice guy.
Quiet, does his job.
Uh, let's see.
Uh, yep.
He clocked in right at 8:00 PM.
Worked on shift here till
8:00 AM, 12-hour shift.
Sometimes, they like
those for the overtime.
Guys love the overtime.
- Yeah, I bet.
- By any chance, do you
have cameras on the floor?
- Sure.
Gotta keep an eye on things.
Uh, just a sec.
I gotta log in to get the feed.
Yeah, that's him.
That's Matt.
- Is it possible to scroll
forward in time a little bit,
like 11:30 or so?
I just wanna see if he left.
- Sure.
Yep, that's him.
- Well, thank you for your time.
You've been most helpful.
- Thank you.
- Sure.
- If he's gonna move us,
I wonder if we can get
him to let his guard down.
It might be enough that
one of us can slip away.
- How are we gonna do that?
(door closes)
(heavy footsteps)
(Matthew coughing)
We hear him lock
all of the locks
in this place every
fucking night.
(dramatic music)
(door closes)
- How long do you think
these have been here?
- I don't know, but
they seem pretty old.
What are you thinking?
- Maybe we can get
him to trust us.
(dramatic music continues)
- He wants to feel important.
Feel strong.
Maybe we can make
him feel that way.
(dramatic music continues)
- We might be able to use these.
- He's gone.
- Okay.
(dramatic music continues)
- Don't struggle
when it's your turn.
He won't notice if it
doesn't jiggle too much.
(dramatic music continues)
(light clicks)
(tool scraping)
(soft music)
(cartoon playing on TV)
- Hey, peanut.
I'm sorry I didn't
get you at school,
and I got stuck at work.
Someone got sick
and didn't come in
when they were supposed to.
- It's okay, Daddy.
I drew you a picture.
I hope it makes you feel better.
That's mommy.
See how I drew her there?
She's hugging us even
though she's far away.
- Because she's always
watching out for us.
You know that, don't you?
- I know Daddy.
I miss her though.
- I know, peanut.
I miss her too.
(cartoon continues
playing on TV)
- [Callie] Danay.
Danay.
- Hmm?
- What were you
thinking about, just now?
- My dad.
- My dad.
I miss him.
(tools scraping)
- I didn't think you had
anyone except your aunt.
- I don't.
He died four years ago.
I was just thinking of him.
It was just me and
him for a long time.
- Were you close?
- Yeah.
He was a good dad.
My mom died when I was little.
- It must have been hard.
- It was, but my dad
always made me feel
like everything would be okay.
- What was he like?
(scraping continues)
- He was always silly.
(Danay chuckles)
Always looking to make me laugh.
You know those globes
that go over the lights?
- Yeah.
- We had one in our kitchen.
And one night, while he
was changing the bulb,
instead of putting it back, he
put eyebrows on it with tape,
made a face, and stuck
it on top of our fridge.
He called it refrigerator man.
Yeah, I used to hate peas,
but refrigerator man would say,
"Now, Danay,
eat your peas,
so I can peas go
to sleep." (laughs)
We had a bare bulb in
the kitchen for weeks.
And I think he just-
he didn't want me to be sad.
And he didn't want me
to know that he was sad.
But I used to see him cry
looking at pictures of my mom
when he thought
I wasn't looking.
- Was she sick?
- She took her own life.
- Oh, Danay.
I'm so sorry.
- It's okay.
I'm- I'm fine.
Yeah, she just,
she had a lot of grief
and it overtook her.
(Danay clears throat)
I was supposed to
have a little brother.
I did.
I- I did have a little brother.
He only lived for five days.
My mom almost died
giving birth to him.
After he died,
you know, they
just sent her home.
No therapy, no counseling,
no number to call.
Just sent her home without
her baby and no way to cope.
My dad found her.
- I don't know what to say.
I'm just so sorry.
- It was a long time ago.
I'm fine.
Now, I was angry
at her for a long time,
but, (sighs)
my dad, (chuckles)
he loved her.
He was heartbroken but,
he always made me feel
like we were a team,
and, and we'd get
through together.
And we did.
I guess I was just
thinking about him.
(footsteps approaching)
(tense music)
(light clicks)
(tense music continues)
(lock clicks)
- Good night.
(toilet lid clacks)
(zipper unzips)
(Matthew urinating)
(belt buckle clinking)
(zipper zips)
(footsteps receding)
(door closes)
(Callie sighs)
(wheels rolling)
- Hey, catch the
game last night?
- Oh yeah.
- It was a slaughter.
I think I'm giving up.
- Nah.
I think they'll come back.
I have faith.
- A true fan, I see.
- Yep, loyal to the end.
Just have to stay the course.
- Yeah?
Good night.
- You too.
- Oh, hey, uh...
You, uh, you get a new roommate?
(suspenseful music)
- No.
No, why do you ask?
- Uh, no, I just thought I saw
somebody down in the house.
Could have sworn it
was after you left.
- No, it's just me.
- Bachelor's life, huh?
Certainly is the life, isn't it?
- Yes.
Yes, it is.
(Matthew breathing heavily)
(Matthew grunts)
Do you like me?
- Y-yes.
- Liar.
(suspenseful music)
You're a liar.
Do you know what my mother used
to do to me when I lied to her?
- Did she hurt you?
It wasn't right if she did.
- Shut up.
Shut up.
(Matthew panting)
Believe me, you have no idea
how good you have it.
(Callie coughing)
(dramatic music)
(birds chirping)
(continuous hammering)
(tool scraping)
- What I wouldn't give
for a milkshake right now.
I would seriously
kill for a milkshake.
- I could go for some pancakes.
- [Callie] Yes.
- Fucking pancakes.
- What is it?
- A few days before he took me,
there was this guy.
(Marly sighs)
His name was Keith.
And he took me to get pancakes.
He was sweet.
He was just special, you know?
I don't think I'll
ever see him again.
(tool scraping)
(indistinct chattering)
(telephone ringing)
- I think I wanna go back
to that bar, Benny's.
Marly's bar.
I just wanna see if Matthew
Martin has shown up.
- Worth a try.
(telephone ringing continues)
(bar patrons chattering)
(Bridgeman speaks indistinctly)
- Yeah.
- Hey, Tanya.
- Hey, Detective Bridgeman.
Any news about Marly?
- No, not yet, unfortunately.
- Can I get you a drink?
- Uh, no, thank you.
This is Detective Dellassandro.
We just have a few
more questions for you.
- Sure, what can I do?
- Do you remember seeing
anyone in particular,
anyone different in
the weeks leading up
to Marly's disappearance?
- No, not that I know of.
Just that new guy,
Kevin or something.
- Keith?
- Yeah, that's it.
Just him.
- What about this guy?
Have you ever seen him?
- No, I don't think so.
(door opens)
Nah, he doesn't look familiar.
(door closes)
- Tanya, I really need those
vodka tonics and millers.
These people running
me around today.
I know that guy.
(tense music)
- You do?
- Yeah, I don't know his name.
He comes in and sits in
the other room in the back.
- I've never seen him.
- Yeah, he gets table
service and watches the game.
He's not a regular or anything.
I've served him a few times.
- Thank you.
(fire crackling)
- She's never gonna love you.
You know that, right?
She's- she's just
never gonna love you.
Something's not right with her.
Something's not right with her.
(Matthew sighs)
(engine whirring)
(foreboding music)
(car horn blaring)
(phone ringing)
- [Bridgeman] Hey.
- Hey, it's me.
I'm outside his place.
His car is here.
- Yeah, I am at
the warehouse now.
I haven't seen him.
Oh wait, he just pulled up.
- [Dellassandro] He has
another car?
- Yeah, a red truck.
- Oh, that's interesting.
I wanna get in this house.
I'll call Judge Steinman
on the way, he owes me.
- Right, I-I'll meet
you at the courthouse.
- Alright, see you there.
(car engine starting)
(tense music)
- She's never gonna love you.
You know that right?
She's just never gonna love you.
(dramatic music)
(truck engine starting)
(dramatic music)
(door opens)
(footsteps approaching)
(door closes)
- He didn't lock the door.
He never does that.
- What do you think that means?
Do you think he knows?
- He never switches things.
- I was supposed to be next.
- I know, I know.
I don't know what's going
on, but I don't like it.
You know, we have
to do something.
(dramatic music)
- This is different.
Am I supposed to be here now?
- I wanted us to be a family.
- Got it.
(dramatic music continues)
- I tried, but
this isn't working.
I-I have to let you go.
- Let me go?
- Do you think he's
gonna hurt her?
- He never breaks the pattern.
He's a creature of habit.
- How are we gonna fight him?
- We'll think of something.
- But wait, wait.
Why can't I just
get one more try?
- I don't know.
(tense music)
And you were my first.
I always thought you
were the one for me.
- Please.
Let me just have one more try.
One more chance, please.
Maybe,
if you let me hold you.
Really hold you.
Love you.
Please?
(tense music continues)
(both grunting)
- I don't hear anything
at all up there.
Is that good, do you
think that's good?
- I don't know, I don't know.
Just- just keep at it.
Mine's getting loose, is yours?
- Yeah, yeah.
It's getting, it's
getting there.
It's getting there.
Oh my God, it's out, it's out.
Holy shit, holy shit, holy shit.
Oh my God, he's
gonna come back down.
He's gonna see, he's gonna
see, he's gonna kill me.
I gotta put it back,
he's gonna see.
I gotta put it back,
I gotta put it back.
I gotta put it back,
I gotta put it back.
- Marly.
- He's gonna fucking see.
- Marly, stop it, Marly.
Marly, focus.
Look at me.
Look at me, Marly, yes, you can.
Yes, you can, look at me.
Look at me, listen to me.
He has Callie, do you hear me?
He's going to kill her, okay?
- Okay.
- Okay?
- Okay.
- Are you okay?
- Holy fuck, I don't know.
I'm scared as fuck Danay.
- I'm scared too,
I'm scared too.
But I need you, okay?
I need you.
- Okay.
- Okay, okay, help me
pull this out, okay?
Pull this out together, okay?
On three, okay?
- Okay, I got it.
- Okay, okay.
- Ready?
One, two, three.
- Three.
(tense music continues)
- [Matthew] I said I
was gonna do it.
I said I was gonna do it.
I have to do it.
I have to do it.
(both grunting)
- Okay, okay, pull harder.
Okay, one, two, three.
- I have no choice, I'm sorry.
- I have to let you go.
(Marly grunting)
- One!
- I have to let you go.
I'm sorry.
- Two.
(music intensifies)
- I'm sorry.
- Three.
- [Marly] Ah!
Oh, my God. (laughs)
- Oh, my God.
Okay, let's go.
- Holy shit.
- Okay.
Okay.
(dramatic music)
(tense music)
- I'm sorry but I
don't have a choice.
I'm sorry.
(tense music continues)
(Matthew mumbling)
I loved you.
I loved you.
- Stop.
(tense music continues)
(floorboard creaking)
(Callie coughing)
(Callie grunts)
(music intensifies)
(Matthew grunts)
(Matthew gasping)
(dramatic music)
- I love you.
(Callie gasps)
(bird fluttering)
(birds chirping)
(all breathing shakily)
- Now what?
- Let's get out of here.
(keys jingling)
- He's just a regular guy
with a regular license.
(dramatic music)
(woman screaming)
Wait!
Do you hear that?
(woman screaming)
Someone's in the trunk.
(screaming continues)
We hear you.
We're here.
- Don't worry,
we'll get you out.
It's locked.
- Where you going?
- To get the keys.
- I'll go.
You get help.
(woman screaming)
(door creaking)
(suspenseful music)
No!
No!
(suspenseful music continues)
- [Callie] Ah!
(Callie grunting)
(tense music)
(grunting continues)
(music intensifies)
(Callie coughs)
(gentle music)
(both breathing heavily)
- [Marly] Okay.
Okay, okay.
(both groaning)
- [Callie] Okay.
- Did you get the keys?
- [Callie] Yeah, oh my God.
- Danay.
No, no, there was two of them.
- Huh?
- There was two.
There was two of them.
- Are you okay?
(woman screaming)
- Help me!
(screaming continues)
- It's okay.
You're okay, it's okay.
- Where is he?
He's dead.
It's okay, come on.
Careful, careful.
- It's all right, we got you.
- The cops are coming.
They're coming, it's okay.
You're all right, you're
all right, he's dead.
We're gonna go, come here.
Let's go.
- Let's get out
of here, come on.
- [Callie] Oh my God,
there they are.
(gentle music continues)
- [Bridgeman] Holy shit.
Those are the girls.
Leave it all behind
My mind, my pain
After it all,
recall my name
I'm not the same
as I was before
The surety of all
that's changed
I will remain
(music fades)
- [Client] Ms.,
Ms. Edwards.
Ms. Edwards.
Ms. Edwards.
Can we start?
- Yes, I'm-I'm sorry, Louis.
Let's begin.
- I-I-I'm so happy
that you're back.
Um, you don't know how hard
it's been for me without you.
- Well, we have 50 minutes.
How about you fill me
in on what I missed?
- Oh, you know my mother.
I mean, she's just,
she just drives me crazy
and I-I write it down.
(voice trailing off)
(upbeat music)
- There you go, Tony.
- Thank you.
- You're welcome.
- Hey.
What's up?
- How are you?
- I'm good, how are you?
- You know, working.
- Working?
- Yeah.
Its slow.
- [Keith] You excited
for tonight?
- [Marly] Yeah.
- [Callie] "Sing peace into
his breast,
Or see the brown mice bob
round and round
the oatmeal chest.
For he comes, the human child,
to the waters and the wild,
with a fairy, hand in hand.
For the world's
more full of weeping
than he can understand."
(upbeat music continues)
Read it out loud
from the beginning.
- "Where dips the rocky highland
of Sleuth Wood in the lake,
there lies a leafy island
where flapping herons wake.
The drowsy water rats,
there we've hid our fairy vats,
full of berries and of
reddest stolen cherries."
(voice trailing off)
(helicopter whirring)
- [Newswoman] Tonight,
there is police presence
outside a Delaware County home.
Investigators confirming
that a body was found
on the property earlier today.
- We're here outside
the Martin residence
where investigators have found
human remains on the property.
Our sources tell
us that the remains
found in a wooded
area on the property
are that of a female,
late '50s, early '60s.
As you may remember, the
brothers held three women
in the house against their
will for a number of months.
Detectives feared that
there would be more victims,
and now that fear has
become the reality.
We'll keep you updated on
this ongoing investigation.
For DBC News, I'm Tom Ashford.
Bridget.
(soft gentle music)
- I ordered us a bottle.
(all chuckling)
(gentle music continues)
- Hey Boss, I'm a hit him up.
- Mm-hmm.
Hi.
- How are you?
Please sit.
- Thank you.
Ah, thank you for meeting me.
- Of course.
- Yeah, absolutely.
- Um, so I don't wanna
intrude on your time together.
I just wanted to let you
know that there's gonna be
some more information
coming out about the case
in the next few days.
I didn't want you sidelined.
- We appreciate that.
- Uh, so the two
men that took you,
Matthew and John Martin.
It seems they lived
their entire lives,
as far as I can
tell, as one person.
One person going to
school, going to work,
one person paying taxes,
one legitimate person,
only one paper trail.
- Their entire lives?
- Yeah.
We did some digging
and we found a record
of a John Martin,
but it seems to stop
at the time he
would've been 12 or so.
- Is there a death record?
- No.
It seems like he
just disappeared
off the face of the earth.
- What about the mother?
He-he mentioned her to me once,
but it made him upset.
- Uh, we found her.
She's buried in the yard.
We're still waiting on
the full pathology report,
but it seems she's been
dead about 10 years or so.
I just wanted you
to know the truth.
I felt that I owed it to you,
especially after everything
you've been through.
- Thank you.
- Listen, if you ever
need anything ever,
please don't hesitate
to reach out.
- Thank you.
- Thank you.
- Good luck.
- All right, ladies, I have
your bottle here for you.
Here we go.
One, two, and three.
All right.
(upbeat music)
(liquor pouring)
Cheers.
Enjoy.
(upbeat music continues)
(glasses clink)
- Wow.
Whiskey, huh?
- This was not the
bottle I was expecting.
- Me either.
- You guys said to order drink.
This is a drink ladies.
- Yeah, well it's good.
(music intensifies)
(light music)
(soft guitar music)
There's a drowning dove
beneath these hills
In the caverns of
the devil's house
In the ghost voices
Of the Tuscaroras
Where the Irish toil
in the black coal dens of hell