Amber Alert (2024)

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(OMINOUS MUSIC PLAYING)

(CHILDREN CHATTERING, MUFFLED)

(CROWS CAWING)

(GAME SOUNDS ON CONSOLE)

(OMINOUS MUSIC CONTINUES)

WOMAN: Hey, Sophia!

(MUSIC FADES)

(PHONE VIBRATES)

(EXCLAIMS SOFTLY)

All right.

Wait!

Hey, wait, I'm here.

Wait, wait, wait.

I'm right here!

What the hell happened

to the eight-minute rule?

sh*t.

DRIVER: All right, love.

You have a good day.

PASSENGER: Yes, you, too.

MAN: Hey, sweetie.

PASSENGER: Hey.

Oh, oh! I will get that.

Thank you.

Excuse me. Hi.

I just booked a car

with you guys.

-Sorry, it was my last ride.

-No, no, no.

Listen, I literally just now

booked a car with you guys,

and he took off

and I can't be late

to this thing.

The next car

is 10 minutes away.

I already took my sign down.

Okay, off the books, then.

We can do cash.

(CHUCKLES)

Look, I really would,

but I gotta be in Middletown,

like, right now.

Middletown?

No, that's perfect.

I have to be in Hurstbourne.

So, you know,

it's 22 minutes to get there

and a couple of minutes

out of your way.

(SARCASTICALLY) Did I mention

I'm also a m*rder*r?

Like, I m*rder my passengers.

You know what? That is okay.

Really big needle, like,

right through the eyeball.

You know what?

She looked pretty alive to me.

Yeah, but she only

has one eye now.

You just can't see her

from this angle.

I will make you a deal.

Okay? If you get me there

with both eyes and alive,

I'll give you a big, fat tip.

But the sign stays down,

which means we're listening

to my music.

-Your music. Oh, boy.

-You cannot complain.

Yes.

(SCREAMING)

(PARENT COOING)

Aw, Luke,

what's that face, bubba?

-You want this?

-The grass.

He's not a huge fan.

Just because

you hate the outdoors.

Since when do I hate

the outdoors?

Have you ever

taken the kids camping?

-Or fishing?

-Fishing?

Where's the, um...

It's just flashing at me.

Switch it to video.

No, at the bottom.

GIRL: You're too slow.

(KIDS LAUGHING)

GIRL: Come get me.

BOY: I'm coming.

-(GIRL SCREAMING)

-BOY: Wait, wait.

PARENT: Henry! Don't make

her scream like that.

Why don't you guys

play hide and seek?

HENRY: Caught you!

GIRL: I'm counting first.

20, 19, 18...

This is why the whole world

gets infected so easily.

Your generation

has it all backwards.

(SARCASTICALLY)

My generation's to blame.

You're so afraid

to go outside.

Now, you have

no immune system.

15, 14...

13, 12, 11...

ten, nine, eight, seven,

six, five, four,

three, two, one.

Ready or not, here I come.

(OMINOUS MUSIC PLAYING)

WOMAN:

When I was Charlotte's age,

I was out the front door

by sunup

and didn't come home until

the street lamps turned on.

Yes, I know.

And your phones

were plugged into the wall

and you had to walk to school

uphill both ways.

And that is true, bubba.

I would get all tangled up

in the phone cord

holding your mama

and talking to the doctor

because she was colic

and never stopped crying.

(OVER RECORDING)

I'm just saying,

I practically raised you

in the wilderness.

Where's Charlotte?

(OVER RECORDING) I practically

raised you in the wilderness.

Monica, where's Charlotte?

(OVER RECORDING)

I'm just saying,

I practically raised you

in the wilderness.

Charlotte?

(SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC PLAYING)

Charlotte?

Charlotte!

Henry!

Henry?

Charlotte!

Charlotte!

Charlotte!

(CRYING)

(KEYPAD BEEPING)

911. What's your emergency?

OPERATOR: Mobile 14,

you're clear to the ramp.

-How fast was he driving?

-What's your emergency?

CALLER: I think

he is better now, thank you.

I think...

He's up anyway and he's...

-He's going to be all right.

-Yes. Okay.

You're fine now. You did good.

-You hear me?

-Oh, thank...

-They're coming?

-Yes, ma'am.

Paramedics will take over

from there.

Good. Thank you.

Okay.

911. What's your emergency?

MONICA: (WAILING) Charlotte!

-Okay, ma'am.

-Charlotte!

Charlotte! Charlotte!

Charlotte!

I got a live one here.

Abduction. Seven-year-old girl

from the park on Centennial,

right in front of her mom.

-Phil.

-Ex-husband, family members?

She called her ex.

He's in Oregon.

No family disputes.

Phil, I know

how to vet these things.

We've got an AMBER Alert.

Charlotte Bryce,

seven years old.

Yellow dress, white shoes,

pink socks,

brown hair, blue eyes.

I'm standing by for a photo.

-You said the the park

on Centennial? Okay.

-Mmm-hmm.

-What about the car?

-Uh...

Black or dark gray

Toyota Camry.

sh*t. Of course, it is.

(EXHALES WEARILY)

Plate number?

A plate number?

She didn't get

the plate number.

No, she didn't.

-I know, but look...

-No, no, absolutely not.

Come on.

We've got to have

a plate number.

All right? We have

to field a million calls.

Just have the mother call me

and I'll talk to her myself.

Yeah. Okay.

PHIL: I'm not going

to pretend to understand

what you're feeling right now,

but what we're talking about

is the country's most popular

make and model car.

If I blast an AMBER Alert

across the whole city,

we're going to be

flooded with calls

about every gray,

silver and black car

that looks anything

like a Toyota.

I'm very sorry,

but without a license plate,

you know,

how are we going to...

What did they say?

(ENGINE STARTS)

I'ma keep this feeling

Close to me

But I think I lost my mind

What's in Middletown?

Hmm?

What's in Middletown?

Xbox and pizza?

No, I'm not a gamer.

So, what?

You're gonna go to m*rder-Con?

Spend some time

with your peers.

No, it's a date, actually.

A really fancy date...

at a fancy restaurant

with fancy food,

if you must know.

A blind date?

People even do that anymore?

Oh...

Oh, is that what

you're late for?

No.

Why you look scared?

You thought

it might be with me?

No, that's not what I said.

Hey, hold on.

What if it was with me?

That would be fine.

Perfect. I just...

Not a big gamer. So...

-(TIRES SCREECH)

-(GASPS)

Monica Bryce is here.

MONICA: You know...

Me...

I can only imagine.

But you must have

seen this before.

You have to know

what kind of a person

does that kind of thing.

(MONICA SNIFFLES)

And that kind of a person

just gets to take

my little girl and drive away?

(SNIFFLES)

Can you send

both these images to Cici?

(SOFTLY) Yes.

Come with me.

Thank you, Miss Bryce.

Um, Miss Bryce,

please have a seat.

-Okay.

-We'll be right with you.

-Okay.

-Thank you.

Okay.

PHIL: Look,

with this kind of volume,

the only way this works

is if we reroute dispatch

to Baker and Delta,

patch into a dedicated line.

And I want you

catching on this.

Wait. Whoa.

-Just me?

-Just you.

Phil, how do we do this

with one line?

Talk fast.

Yeah, this is Sergeant Casey,

badge number 450-277.

Requesting an AMBER Alert.

Immediate dispatch.

(PHONE RINGING)

DRIVER: Oh. Uh...

-Uh, hey, Shannon, I'm sorry.

-Where are you?

Uh, hold on, real quick.

-Your pizza got here

10 minutes ago.

-Uh-huh.

-Please tell me

you at least have the games?

-Yeah, yeah, yeah.

I got 'em. I got 'em.

Just hold on real quick.

-Shane...

-sh*t.

...you do not get

to screw this up again.

Do you know how much

Jake has been

looking forward to this?

I mean, he's gonna cry himself

to sleep tonight

because of you.

(PENSIVE MUSIC PLAYING)

Shane?

Yeah, yeah, I hear you.

Um...

I got the games.

That's Big Jake.

He's turning five.

You got kids?

No.

Whoa!

Oh. That's Shannon.

We're all good now, though.

I mean, obviously, right?

-Yeah.

-(SHANE CHUCKLES SOFTLY)

(AMBER ALERT TONE BLARES

OVER PHONE)

Oh, sh*t, I hate these.

(SIGHS) That's why I don't

complain about my life.

No matter how bad it is,

someone else is always

having a worse day.

(SNIFFLES)

(PHONE VIBRATING)

(TENSE MUSIC PLAYING)

CICI: Here we go.

(COMPUTER CHIMING)

911. What's your emergency?

(EXHALES)

-I should have let you go.

-No.

Like you said,

it's on the way.

I didn't know your situation.

Don't even worry about it.

I need the money.

You know,

video games ain't cheap.

(SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC PLAYING)

Hey. Look at that car

right there.

Which one? The black one?

What kind of car is that?

SHANE: It's a Camry.

You don't know

what a Camry looks like?

What did your friends

drive in high school?

Look.

SHANE: Put it out

without a plate number?

Right, but it looks just like

the one in the picture.

Yeah, but we probably

drove past,

like, five of these already.

But what if that

is the one? Huh?

It would be one in a thousand.

There might be 10,000 of these

driving in front

of 10,000 other people,

but there is only one

that is right in front of us

right now.

All right. I mean,

what the hell? Call it in.

(KEYPAD BEEPING)

Don't let anyone

get between us.

I'm gonna need

the plate number.

SHANE: Mmm-hmm.

(LINE RINGING)

AUTOMATED VOICE:

Due to high call volume,

your call has been

placed in queue.

They put me on hold.

Yeah, half of Louisville

is trying to call them

right now.

They must be real desperate

to put it out

without a plate number.

But I hear

most of these are like

runaways

or family disputes or...

somebody's ex

just keeps the kid

for too long over the weekend.

I can't tell you how

many times I thought about

just taking Jake

and running off, you know.

CICI: 911, are you calling

about the AMBER Alert?

Yes.

Hi. Um, I am behind a Camry

with dark windows.

Yes, ma'am. Thank you, ma'am.

-Can you see inside the car?

-WOMAN: No.

The windows are too dark.

Thank you, ma'am.

Can you see the license plate?

WOMAN: Um...

Yes... Okay.

F-4-P-L-T-8-8.

And I see your location

is approximately

at the 264 and 150.

WOMAN: Yes, that's correct.

What should we do?

Should we keep

following them? Or...

I've noted your location

and I thank you for the call.

911. Are you calling

about the AMBER Alert?

CALLER: Yes, I am.

CICI: All right.

Did you see the car?

What color was it?

-Hello?

-(LINE DISCONNECTS)

They hang up?

Well, there's nothing more

to tell 'em,

not without being able

to see inside the car.

Well, we could always

pull up next to him and ask.

Why don't we?

Come on, move up.

(SHANE SPUTTERING)

-Move up.

-Okay, I... I am.

WOMAN: All the way.

I don't want him to see us

just staring at him.

WOMAN: Just a little more.

I just want to be able to see

inside the car.

I don't see anything.

The windows are too dark.

Oh, sh*t. Look.

-(TIRES SCREECHING)

-Whoa!

(HORN HONKING)

(DRIVER SHOUTING)

He saw the sign and he ran.

-Okay, we don't know that.

-We should follow him.

-We don't know... If I was...

-Go!

Before the light

turns were green. Go!

Okay, okay.

-(TIRES SCREECH)

-(HORN HONKING)

SHANE: Sorry. Sorry. Sorry.

-Come on. Don't lose him.

-Okay, okay, okay.

What are we even doing,

all right? This is crazy.

I know, I know... I know it is,

but I just want to be sure.

I want to see where he goes.

Okay, that's fine.

But I'm trying

not to get us both k*lled.

And I appreciate that.

Thank you.

WOMAN: Stop, stop,

stop right here.

He's not running.

He just needed to get gas.

He's going inside.

-He's not running.

-WOMAN: What is that?

Is that a g*n?

-Did you see? He has a g*n.

-I can't see sh*t.

I'm sorry,

I know this is crazy.

-Hey! Whoa! Whoa!

-(HORN HONKING)

-Hey.

-Good luck with your son.

-Um... Um...

-I will find another ride.

sh*t! sh*t! Wait!

Hold on. Hold on.

Just call this number

real quick.

5-5-5-40-12.

I'm just following

some random...

Call me. Come on.

(LINE RINGING)

Okay? Got, um...

Hey, you there?

WOMAN:

It's gonna be nothing, I know.

But I wouldn't be able

to sleep tonight

wondering "what if?"

SHANE: Oh, good,

selfish reason.

I was beginning to put you

on a pedestal,

like some kind of superhero.

More good news.

I definitely

want to see you again.

SHANE: Oh. You mean like a...

Meaning, I left my blazer

in your back seat.

SHANE: What?

Oh, sh*t! Look at that.

Why? What did you

think I meant?

SHANE: No, no, nothing.

That's... I'm just like...

CALLER: There, there, there.

Now he's turned a right on...

What is that? Jefferson?

It's a Camry or Corolla,

one of those two, dark grey.

Your location's been noted,

and I thank you for calling.

(TELEPHONE RINGING)

-PHIL: Cici.

-I'm here.

PHIL:

I got a caller on the line

transferred from

Gilbert dispatch

who says they got our car.

How do they know?

Well, how about

a black Toyota Camry

with a little

brown haired girl

screaming out the back window,

"He's not my daddy."

(RINGING)

I'm transferring

the call to you.

CICI: Thank you for holding.

You saw a girl

in the backseat?

(TENSE MUSIC PLAYING)

SHANE: Anything?

I don't know.

It's too dark inside.

SHANE: Yeah, but you would

see movement. Something.

Wait...

I think the window's cracked

a little bit

on the other side.

SHANE: Hey, hey, listen.

You don't have

to do anything. All right?

What if he comes back out?

Who knows

what this guy's like?

He could be crazy.

Oh, my God. Oh, my God.

There's a little girl in here.

-The one from the photo?

-I don't know.

She's not moving.

-(CAR DOOR RATTLES)

-The doors are locked.

Hello? Can you hear me?

SHANE: sh*t!

Hey, he's coming back.

He just walked out.

WOMAN: How do you know that?

SHANE: Just hold on.

I'm pulling in right now.

WOMAN: This is stupid.

-I'll just talk to him.

-No, no, no. No.

Are you kidding?

You just said he had a g*n.

WOMAN: I don't care,

I'll just ask him.

SHANE: Shh. He's right there.

MAN: Let me know

if you need anything else.

WOMAN: Oh, God.

SHANE: Hey.

Hey, I'm right here.

Look, just go now. Go now!

-Mute your your phone.

-What, are you crazy?

-What do you...

-Mute your phone.

(ENGINE STARTS)

Go.

Well, now we can

call the police, right?

Tell them what you saw?

Don't touch that.

My other ear bud's

in the back seat.

If you get too far away,

the call will drop.

-What?

-Just drive. Now.

Stay close. I don't know how

much range this thing gets.

How long are we supposed

to follow him?

Get closer.

Look, are you sure

that you saw a little girl

in the back seat?

-I know what I saw.

-I don't know what you saw.

What? What do you think

I do this all the time?

There's a little girl

lying down in the back seat.

She's the same age.

He's carrying a g*n.

It's Kentucky.

Everyone carries a g*n.

Look, if this is the car...

"If," that's like

a really big "if."

This could just be

his daughter.

And if we find out

that's the case,

then that's great.

That's what we want.

But I feel like

we need to know.

Don't you?

Look, I don't know, okay?

He looks all right to me.

What does "all right"

look like?

He's not like a fat guy

with a bad comb-over.

And his eyes

are too close together.

Okay? If he looks

so all right to you,

why were you worried

about me talking to him?

I don't know. Because!

It's a big accusation.

Okay, there's a million

ordinary reasons why

there could be a little girl

in his back seat.

Is there anything ordinary

about someone pulling up

to a pump at a gas station

and not getting any gas?

Hmm?

(LINE RINGING)

He's making a call.

(STATIC)

-Wait, get... get closer.

-How much closer?

-Do we just run the red light?

-Just go. Go! Go!

-Whoa, whoa!

-(HORN HONKING)

-(GASPS)

-sh*t.

That was close.

MAN: Right, be under Williams.

7-1-7-8.

What is that?

Like, an address?

Or social security number?

Yes, sir.

This number. 555-01-92.

And you're open how late?

Great. Thank you.

Where the hell is he going?

There's nothing out here.

Thank you for coming back,

for doing this with me.

Thank me later,

when we're both

in jail for stalking.

(SOMBER MUSIC PLAYING)

PHIL: So, as you can see,

we pull all

our available personnel

from all across the county.

How do they know

it's Charlotte?

The car was a match,

and the caller described

a little girl with brown hair.

What was she wearing?

The caller did not describe

what she was wearing.

Charlotte's wearing

a yellow dress.

Yeah, yeah, we have that.

With white shoes

and pink socks.

PHIL: Pinks socks, sure.

-Yeah, that's what... Mmm-hmm.

-Is that what you needed?

Yeah.

Uh, Miss Bryce, would you like

to come and take a look here?

Our 911 caller.

He spotted the car here,

and that's

in downtown Gilbert.

Now that we have

the license plate number,

we can send out for

an updated AMBER Alert here.

So in the meantime,

we have established

a perimeter here.

Now all we have to do

is tighten the net.

You know, rest assured,

we're going to do

everything humanly possible

to bring your Charlotte back.

(PHONE DINGS)

-(SENT MESSAGE TONE CHIMES)

-(PHONE LOCKS)

(SHANE CLICKS TONGUE)

Hey, so here's

a crazy question.

-What's your name?

-(CHUCKLES)

-I'm Shane.

-Jaq.

-Jaq.

-Hmm.

Oh.

Be honest, um...

I don't know. It's just...

Uh, it seems a little intense,

you know?

I'm just... I'm... I don't know,

I'm just wondering.

What's intense? What is...

Your reaction to all of this.

I'm just trying to understand.

I mean, it's not like

you have kids, so...

Oh. So, because

I'm not a parent,

I couldn't understand...

-No.

-...this situation.

No, I'm...

I'm just saying that like,

you know,

who else is following

this car?

You know,

and you can't say me,

because I definitely

wouldn't have.

I don't know. I don't know

what you want me to say.

Nothing. Nothing, nothing.

I'm just...

(JAQ EXHALES)

Look, all I'm saying is

that if this is the real deal

and this girl

is really in danger,

there's some parent out there

that's damn lucky

that you were the one

out of a million

who spotted her.

(PHONE RINGING)

JAQ: Oh, God.

Um, let me put

the other call on hold.

But you might

want to cover you ears.

Hey, Shannon, I'm sorry.

SHANNON: Where the hell

are you going, Shane?

Don't even try to lie.

I can track your a*s

on your phone.

Yes, I know.

Look, something came up.

Of course it did.

No, I'm serious.

-It's important.

-No, I'm sure, it is.

I'm sure it is.

I'm so sure it's so important.

What is it this time?

A Call of Duty marathon?

Why does everybody

go right for video games?

No. This is like a real thing.

-I'm helping somebody.

-Is there a bachelor party?

Are you headed to Vegas?

What should

I tell Jake, Shane?

What do you want me

to tell your son?

Put him on the phone.

Is he there?

Just put him on the phone

and I'll tell him.

Why is he pulling over?

(SHANNON SCOFFING)

SHANNON: You are not

with a woman right now.

What do you want me to do?

-Pull over, here.

-That's great, Shane.

-Not too close.

-I got it. I got it.

Damn it, Shane! You are not

with some chick right now,

instead of your boy

on his birthday.

-Sorry, Shannon.

-Shannon, I'mma call...

(SARCASTICALLY)

We don't look obvious as hell.

What is he doing?

What are we doing?

Uh, we are having car trouble.

Pop the hood.

(SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC PLAYING)

(RUMMAGING SOUNDS

OVER SPEAKER)

Jaq...

I'm not really like a car guy.

I don't even know how to look

like I know what I'm doing.

Find something with a cap

and open it and turn it.

I don't know.

He's getting out.

-He's getting out the car?

-He's getting out of the car.

He's, uh, smoking.

Just standing. Oh, my God.

-Do you see him?

-Yup. He's walking over.

-He's walking... It's okay.

-sh*t.

-MAN: Everything all right?

-Yeah. Yeah.

Yeah. She just got

a little hot is all.

I can take a look.

-No, no, it's okay. I got it.

-JAQ: Yeah.

Thanks, but.

Nice of you to stop.

How about you?

Everything all right?

Not so much.

SHANE: Oh.

JAQ: Hmm?

Y'all live out this way?

We're heading to Franklin,

down to the casino.

Tell you what.

I think you're full of sh*t

and your car is just fine.

I think you guys

have been following me.

And I think it's because

of that AMBER Alert, huh?

Yep. Yes. Mmm-hmm.

Good for you.

Hell, that's more than good.

That's downright heroic.

But that AMBER Alert,

it ain't me.

No?

So you just happened to be

driving the same type of car?

Ain't so hard.

The most common car

in the whole damn state.

And you just happened to have

a little girl on the backseat.

That's right. My daughter.

-How old is she?

-Seven.

-What's her name?

-Olympia.

Hey, I was shocked as you are.

Believe me.

Imagine driving down the road

and suddenly

you see that big old sign

and the same car

you're driving,

color and everything.

Almost caused an accident

trying to get off the road.

Didn't matter, I guess.

You all still caught me.

Still some good people

in the world.

I like that.

Y'all would have followed me

all the way to Pisgah,

I think.

-Pisgah?

-Tennessee.

Blue Ridge Mountains?

I've got an auntie there.

Full on mystic, you know?

That natural healing sh*t.

I never thought

I'd go back there, but...

She needs something.

And I can't afford

a real doctor.

Who can, anymore?

Your daughter's sick?

Long T syndrome,

something in her heart.

Arrhythmia?

That's it. You a doctor?

No, my...

my ex is an ER nurse.

You two got kids?

-No, we're not. No.

-No.

Well, just you wait.

These kids, they, uh...

they have no idea

what they do to us.

You'll make a great mother

someday, I think.

Fierce.

I can wake her up.

Come talk to her.

No, no, no.

We're good.

There's no need

to wake her up.

It's fine, really.

No, we're good.

Right, Jaq?

We're good.

I take it you two haven't been

together long, my friend,

because she definitely

ain't good.

It's fine.

I want you to meet her.

Only takes a minute

and we're all satisfied.

Here you go,

only takes a minute.

We're all satisfied.

(TENSE MUSIC PLAYING)

(AMBER ALERT TONE BLARES

OVER PHONE)

-I'll wake her up.

-No, don't.

No problem, really.

No. Uh...

Look, I'm sorry

for bothering you.

SHANE: Jaq...

JAQ: Yeah.

Everything all right?

This is not

the same license plate.

I'm gonna go, um...

I'll go get the air running.

We're good?

Yeah, really.

I'm sorry.

And I'm Aaron.

Nice to meet you.

Jacqueline.

Good luck

with your little girl.

(CAMRY ENGINE STARTS)

There's a lot of black Camrys

in Kentucky.

(KEYPAD BEEPING)

(LINE RINGING)

OPERATOR: 911.

What's your emergency?

Yes, I think I see the car

from the AMBER Alert.

Hold, please.

I'll transfer you.

Yes. Thank you for calling.

What is your location?

JAQ: 150 South.

And the license plate starts

with 6-TP?

JAQ: No.

All right.

Well, thank you for your call.

Wait, wait, wait, wait.

The first AMBER Alert

that I saw

didn't have

a license plate number.

Correct? But since then,

we've had a confirmed sighting

with a license plate number.

Thank you.

Was it a man that called?

To confirm the sighting?

Was it a man?

I'm sorry. I'm not able

to discuss that information.

But you are in the clear.

So again,

thank you for calling.

Was his name Aaron?

-Yes or no?

-Yes.

-Turn around.

-What?

Turn around right now.

Turn around.

-CICI: Ma'am?

-Yes, we saw her.

-We saw her and we let her go.

-Saw who? Charlotte Bryce?

-Go faster.

-I'm doing it.

We were talking to the guy

on the side of the road

and we just... we let him go.

And now we're trying

to catch up to him.

Wait, you saw Charlotte Bryce.

JAQ: Don't you get it?

He called and gave you

a bogus license plate number.

He called

from a gas station, right?

He didn't say.

You didn't track his phone?

-Okay, I need your name.

-Where did he say he was?

Gilbert.

That's the other direction.

All right, ma'am,

I need your name.

Jacqueline Dana.

Okay, Jacqueline.

All I need to know is

if you saw Charlotte Bryce.

I'm telling you,

the same guy that called you

is driving

a black Toyota Camry

with a little girl

in the backseat.

CICI: I hear you, Jacqueline.

You saw a black Camry

and you talked to a guy.

But I'm going to ask you

for the last time,

did you see Charlotte Bryce?

I saw...

CICI: Yes?

At this point, I'm gonna need

more information.

I saw...

her legs.

White shoes with pink socks.

White shoes and pink socks?

Are you sure?

Yes. Why?

Please hold.

(TELEPHONE RINGS)

-Casey.

-Phil, I've got something.

Okay, I'll call everybody

and round them up.

No, no, listen.

You need to come down here.

Something's wrong.

(TENSE MUSIC PLAYING)

JAQ: There. There he is.

We need to get up there.

CICI: Jacqueline,

I'm putting you on speaker.

Hello, Jacqueline,

this is Sergeant Casey.

We really need both of you

to exercise extreme caution.

We don't want to put

anyone or yourselves

or our little girl

in any further danger.

Look, he's gonna

see us coming.

We're doing like

100 miles an hour.

Hundred miles an hour?

-PHIL: Jacqueline.

-I'm here. I'm here.

I mean, are you guys coming?

Where are you?

Look, if he sees us,

he can do something crazy.

Listen, you need to slow down.

You need to back off that car.

Pass the truck.

-(GRUNTS)

-(TIRES SCREECHING)

sh*t.

-(WHIMPERS)

-(GRUNTS)

(HORN HONKING)

-(GASPS)

-Jacqueline?

What's happening?

Listen, I just have to say

that I can't legally ask you

to go any further.

I'm not asking

for permission, okay?

I'm not gonna lose him again.

CICI: She hung up.

SHANE: Uh,

he definitely sees us.

-Look how fast he's going.

-(KEYPAD BEEPING)

Are you calling them back?

Are they coming?

(LINE RINGING)

Hello.

I know you're there.

-Is that...

-Look, I'm not saying

that we stop driving, okay?

We don't have to stop driving.

But the faster you speed,

the more attention

you bring to yourself, so...

(EXHALES)

Now let's just

talk about this.

AARON: How'd you

get this number?

We just want Charlotte

to be safe.

Okay? That's it.

AARON: Who the hell

are you people?

How'd you get this number?

Just tell me

if Charlotte's okay.

You keep talking

about this Charlotte,

but I told you,

my daughter's name is Olympia.

-No.

-No?

No.

I don't think that little girl

in the back seat is Olympia.

I think that little girl

is Charlotte Bryce.

And we just want

to talk with you about it.

That's it.

AARON: No, you only

want to talk at me.

Otherwise you'd answer

my question.

How'd you get this number?

Okay.

From the police.

They suspected

you were the one

who called 911

with the sighting

in Gilbert to throw them off.

AARON: No way

they'd give you my number.

I know. It's a last resort.

We are all

they've got right now,

and they want to give you

a chance to do the right thing

-before this escalates.

-AARON: The right thing?

Well, I mean...

basically the only thing.

AARON: The only thing?

Or what?

You gonna ram me off the road?

JAQ: No. We're not going

to run you off the road.

We just want Charlotte.

You drop her off,

we get her and you get lost.

Are you getting this?

AARON: A deal?

Is that what you're saying?

He's speeding up.

AARON: You want

to make a deal?

JAQ: How is this a deal?

It's the only option.

Think about it.

Without us,

how would they find you? Huh?

You drop off the girl

and we go away.

AARON: There's another option.

You go away,

or I k*ll her right now.

No. You don't want to do that.

AARON: No, I don't.

What did I say? Think!

You can't touch her.

Because the only leverage

you have right now

is that little girl.

If something happens to her,

we have no reason

to stop following you.

We will bring the police

right up your a*s.

Jaq, what are you doing?

AARON: I will push her

out the car right now!

-You can have her!

-You're not getting it.

If you do that,

we will not stop for her.

-Bullshit!

-What for? For a body?

Let somebody else pick it up.

We have a full tank of gas,

and nowhere else to be.

Are you getting me,

you sick son of a b*tch?

You can't have it both ways.

Either we get Charlotte

or we get you.

-SHANE: Oh, sh*t!

-(GASPS)

(TIRES SCREECH)

(UNEASY MUSIC PLAYING)

(EXHALES)

(IMPERCEPTIBLE)

PHIL: We got no ping

on this guy's phone

when he called.

That's why you saw him

pull into the gas station.

He was using the free Wi-Fi,

so we couldn't trace his call.

And what about the name?

PHIL: Uh, Williams.

I got two dozen hits

on the local database,

but there's no link

to his license plate

or his phone number.

All right,

but what about the number?

We thought it could be

Social Security.

PHIL: Uh, yeah,

we got nothing on that.

Look, I just got to say again,

you guys have been so,

so great.

You know, if this guy's

headed for Tennessee,

there's no way he's gonna

make it to the state line

with all the calls

and all the support

we got down there.

You know,

and that's because of you.

What if he asked

how late they were open?

PHIL: You mean,

whatever store he was calling?

Yeah, he asked them

how late they would be open.

Like he wanted to go tonight.

Son of a b*tch.

You know, I'm going

to pull those phone records.

It's a pharmacy.

That number

is not a Social Security.

-It's... Yeah.

-It's a birthday.

They make you put it in

every time

you fill a prescription.

He might be the one

with arrhythmia.

That's not just something

that you just

pull out of your a*s.

(PHONE VIBRATING)

I gotta take this.

Hey.

Hey, buddy.

Hey.

Yeah, I know, I know.

PHIL: Listen, I can't tell you

how much

we appreciate all this.

We're going to be able

to take it from here, okay?

I just need you to come down

and make a full statement,

all right?

I don't know about Shane,

but, uh, I will be there.

Give me an hour.

Great.

I know,

but Daddy just had to help

some people really quickly.

Okay?

But as soon as I'm done,

I'm going to be there.

Uh-huh.

Yeah.

Okay, but you know what?

Listen, you know what?

Tell Mommy

that I said that you can

stay up as late as it takes.

Until I get there.

Yeah. Mmm-hmm.

Yeah.

Okay.

And I love you.

I just need you

to know that, okay?

Daddy loves you.

Okay.

Bye bye.

CICI: Jacqueline was right.

He called a pharmacy.

Birthday checks out

to a Benjamin Williams.

PHIL: Local?

CICI: Tannersville address.

That's just down

the highway from them.

-Call them.

-Ms. Bryce.

They're only a few minutes

from there.

They are not police officers.

I am not going to ask them

to do anything more.

But you know that they'll go.

PHIL: Yeah,

I don't doubt that.

But this creep is armed,

and they're not.

We'll send someone.

How long will that take?

Isn't Tannersville PD

heading down to the state line

with everyone else?

We'll pull from Scottsville.

-All right? There's a case.

-Okay.

PHIL: So get that...

Excuse me. What are you doing?

sh*t, you know,

I'll go myself.

-How long will that take?

-I don't know.

Half an hour.

I have to use the ladies room.

Phil, what the hell

is going on here?

Are you really

going down there?

Wouldn't you?

(DOOR OPENS)

(DOOR CLOSES)

Sorry about Jake.

No.

No, he's... he's fine.

He's with his mom.

He's safe.

That's all that matters.

I just needed the money.

You can really clean up

around that time.

Drives home from work...

DoorDash, food deliveries.

I just kept saying,

"Just one more."

He doesn't need another game.

Or an Xbox.

He needs my time.

I had a baby.

A boy.

He was stillborn.

Died at full term,

a week before his due date.

They didn't know why.

He just...

stopped.

But you have to...

finish the pregnancy.

Go through labor.

Give birth.

Just like...

if it were a live baby.

And then you know

what they do?

They bring you

a birth certificate

and a death certificate

at the same time.

(SIGHS)

I have a picture of us.

I'm holding him.

He just looks like

he's asleep.

It's not a picture you frame.

I'll never put him

on my desk at work.

Let me ask you a question.

If we saw that car again,

if we saw him again,

would you go?

I would go with you.

(PHONE VIBRATING)

Hello?

Um... (SNIFFLES)

Hello? Is this Jacqueline?

JAQ: Yes. Who... who's this?

MONICA: Uh...

My name is Monica.

Monica Bryce. I'm...

I'm Charlotte's mom.

I don't know what to say.

Uh...

Thank you.

What you were willing to do

for us, I mean, you...

You don't even know us.

Um...

(SIGHS HEAVILY)

If you only knew Charlotte...

If you could just meet her,

then you'd understand.

(MONICA CONTINUES WEEPING)

Listen, I know...

I know the police said

they're going.

And I...

I know I can't ask you

to do this, but...

But I have an address.

(ENGINE STARTS)

(DARK ELECTRONIC MUSIC PLAYING)

Up ahead, at the light.

Hey.

Take a right.

There's nothing out here.

It's down there.

Of course it's down there.

(MUSIC FADES)

I don't see any houses.

There.

Thirty-seven, 39.

SHANE: Forty-four.

JAQ: No 42.

This one has no number.

So...

We'll do this way.

I'm gonna call your phone

and see if we can hear it.

(PHONE VIBRATING)

(OBJECTS CLATTERING)

What the hell was that?

AARON: (OVER SPEAKER)

Out. C'mon, darlin'.

SHANE: Jaq, no.

AARON: Hey, look at me.

Can you look at me?

Listen, we're just playin',

is all.

Don't you... (STATIC) friends?

It's gotta be that way.

AARON: Do you play princess?

'Cause I have got a room

for you inside.

A princess room, all pink.

A doll house.

A giant bed,

oh, my goodness, that bed!

CHARLOTTE: I want my mommy.

AARON: Don't talk

about your mom.

You don't ask for her.

Remember?

(CHARLOTTE SOBS)

Do you want me

to be scary again? Huh?

Do you want me to be...

-(SHANE DISCONNECTS CALL)

-No! What are you doing?

SHANE: We have

to do something.

We need to hear

what's going on.

(LINE RINGING)

MAN: Hello?

Hello, Mr. Williams?

Yeah.

Yeah, this is John

from the pharmacy.

I'm calling to let you know

that your prescription

is ready.

Which one?

Um, it looks like

all of them, actually.

Um, but I have to say,

and I'm sorry

for the inconvenience.

It's, uh...

What?

It's just that

two of our lab technicians

called in sick

and, um, I've already

hit my limit on overtime.

So it looks like

we're going to have to close

early tonight, uh...

Do you think

you can come in now?

If not, I'll just... I'll have

it ready first thing.

-It's just...

-No.

I'll be there.

Ten minutes.

That's perfect. All right.

Thank you.

-I...

-(LINE DISCONNECTS)

(ENGINE REVVING)

He's alone.

He left her in the house.

Okay.

(DARK ELECTRONIC MUSIC PLAYING)

There's gotta be

another way in.

(MUSIC FADES)

(TENSE MUSIC PLAYING)

Charlotte?

Charlotte?

Charlotte?

Honey?

Hello?

(TENSE MUSIC PLAYING)

(INTENSE MUSIC PLAYING)

(GASPS)

(GRUNTS)

JAQ: Shane, over here.

(JAQ GROANS)

SHANE: What is this?

Mattresses absorb sound.

SHANE: Yeah.

They can also hide something.

Jaq.

I found a door.

-I can't, you go.

-Okay, hold.

-Mmm-hmm.

-All right.

(TENSE MUSIC PLAYING)

(FAINT SOBBING)

JAQ: Hey.

Charlotte?

Charlotte?

Honey, sweetie, hi.

We're here to help you.

I'm just gonna

take this off, okay?

Hi, sweetie.

Can you...

can you look at me? Huh?

Can you show me your eyes?

No.

Okay.

We're here to bring you back

to your mom, okay?

You want to go home, right?

You want to go home?

Honey, are you...

are you hurt?

Are you hurt?

Can you... can you look at me?

CHARLOTTE:

I don't want to see him.

I promise

if we leave right now,

you will never

have to see him again.

Okay?

CHARLOTTE: (WHISPERS)

Behind you.

He's gone.

We made him go away.

Good, good.

Now you want

to get out of there?

You want to go home?

Yeah? Okay, good.

We're gonna

get you out of here.

Look for something,

anything to get

this cage open.

Are you hurt?

Show me your legs, your arms.

Charlotte, what's that?

Yeah, what is that?

Show me. Show me.

Shane, he went

to the pharmacy already.

And he knows we called him.

He wanted us to come in here.

-(LOUD BANGING)

-(BOTH GASPING)

Okay. Um...

JAQ: We can

pull this apart, right?

SHANE: You think

you can help us? Right.

Here, use your legs.

Yes, there you go.

Push it as hard as you can.

-There you go.

-Can you get through here?

SHANE: Can you get through?

JAQ: Can you?

-(STRAINING) God.

-Okay, let me find something.

JAQ: All right...

Jaq, Jaq, Jaq, move.

Back up for me, okay?

Back up a little bit.

Back up.

JAQ: Hit it!

SHANE: Okay, all right.

JAQ: Okay.

SHANE: All right. There we go.

JAQ: Okay. Okay, baby.

SHANE: Come on.

JAQ: Okay, baby.

Hold on to me.

-Okay? Okay.

-There we go.

JAQ: We're getting you out.

(DOOR RATTLING)

SHANE: Okay. Okay.

JAQ: Hold on.

SHANE: We can't go this way.

We have to go back

the way we came.

-Okay. You just hold on to me.

-Okay? Just hold on.

-No matter what.

-All right?

-Stay right behind me.

-Okay.

JAQ: We're getting

out of here.

You all right?

Yeah. You got it.

Okay. All right.

Okay.

JAQ: Okay, just hold on to me.

(JAQ BREATHING HEAVILY)

(CHAINS CLINKING)

(GROWLS)

(DOG BARKING)

Okay, run!

SHANE: Through that door.

Through that door.

JAQ: Come on.

-Go, go!

-No. We all go.

Go!

Come on.

-Come on.

-AARON: I thought

you just wanted to talk!

-(g*nshots)

-(SCREAMING)

JAQ: Just give me your hand.

Come here.

(JAQ WHIMPERING)

(AARON YELLING)

JAQ: Stay behind me.

No, no, no.

No, no, no.

No, no, no.

(JAQ GROANS)

-(g*nsh*t)

-(GASPS)

(STIRRING MUSIC PLAYING)

(BREATHING HEAVILY)

(IMPERCEPTIBLE)

Sergeant Casey?

(INAUDIBLE)

(INAUDIBLE)

(MUSIC FADES)

MALE SINGER:

They're higher

than the mountains

In the distance

These memories of you

that never fade

I try to whisper something

in the silence

But since I breathed you in

I can't exhale

I can hold back the tide

in the morning

I can roam

by the light of the moon

But somehow

it don't matter where I go

'Cause all roads lead to you

(VOCALIZING)

You won't believe

My tears became an ocean!

And now I lie here

washed up on the shore

And every seventh wave

I know, I count them

Is higher than the ones

that came before

I could set sail

and follow the current

Till I fall off the earth

out of view

But somehow it don't matter

Where I go

'Cause all roads

lead to you

(VOCALIZING)

(SONG ENDS)

(SERENE MUSIC PLAYING)

(SOMBER MUSIC PLAYING)

(MUSIC FADES OUT)