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I told you that one of the side effects
of the meds that you're on is hallucinations.
We're still trying to piece together
the things that you don't remember.
I keep hoping that we will reach a point where we can grieve.
Theresa's not dead.
You don't have to come by anymore.
It's not good for you to be here.
I am one of the biggest boosters of this team.
Please. Don't come by.
It's over, John.
It is not over until I saw that it is over!
You put me back on a bad path,
you made me think about bad things.
And now here we are.
I know something, you know something.
We found a necklace on the remains.
- It's our daughter's. - Shh.
We're closed.
I hoped I'd just catch you.
That necklace belonged to Theresa Barlow.
The missing girl, the one whose mother
- has made it her life's work... - I know. I know.
I know who she is.
... to prove that you're as guilty as Parker.
- You still sure? - Of what?
You never saw her.
You never crossed paths with her?
The only thing that happened in those woods, was...
was giving birth to Freya. That's all I know.
I don't know anything about a body.
Maybe you blocked it out.
Do you think that I could forget seeing that?
Yeah, I do.
I think this is it.
I think this is the event that triggered your memory blackouts.
That's it.
Yeah, well, that's... that's great for you, Pete.
I'm happy. I'm happy that you have some closure.
- A body was found in Minnesota... - No, remains. You said remains.
- From the time you and him were arrested. - It could be an animal.
- It could be anything. - The skull was bashed in.
Most likely by a hammer.
Emma, it's him.
This was Parker, and I think you were there,
and I think you saw all of this, and I think
that you have blocked out everything ever since.
So take a look.
I don't remember.
Well, you'd better try.
Because pretty soon, the FBI is gonna ask me
what I think you know.
Again, please take a look.
Sometimes, I get these... flashes.
But I don't know what they are, Pete.
I don't know if they're nightmares or...
... or memories.
? Every time I close my eyes ?
? I can touch the colors ? ? Around me ?
? Suddenly, I realize ?
? Everything ?
You're not keeping any of it?
Throwing photos away.
I should've done this a long time ago.
I made frittata... it's in the fridge.
When?
Last night. Didn't sleep.
I made chocolate chip cookies, too... your favorite.
Yeah, when I was eight.
We're gonna get through this.
I'm fine, Mom.
Okay.
- Ow! - Oh, shit!
I'm so sorry.
Are you okay?
Band-Aids in the back.
You're the girl from Seattle, aren't you?
You seem troubled.
When you're ready to figure it out, come see me.
Thank you so much. Take care.
All right.
- Hey. - Hey.
You okay?
No. I don't think I am.
So, uh, Caterina says you're trouble and you believe her?
No, not that I'm trouble, that I'm troubled.
It's a big difference.
Is there something you're not telling me?
Isn't that the craziest question
when you really think about it?
There's so many things...
that all of us aren't telling each other...
all of the time.
What is it?
This just isn't about Caterina Keep, right?
Give me credit for that.
What do you see...
when you look at me?
You're a cop, you see a lot of people in a lot of situations.
You must be pretty good at reading them, so...
I see that little freckle.
I see you got a little dimple.
That's not what I mean.
I mean, like, really, what do you see?
Like deeper than the freckle?
Yeah, like deeper than the freckle.
What do you see?
Someone I wanna be with.
? Everything ?
? Shines much brighter ?
? I want to fly ? ? Into this beautiful life ?
? I think it'd nice with you ?
? I want to fly ? ? Into this beautiful life ?
? I think it'd nice with you ?
? With you ?
? Set the night on fire ? ? If we want to ?
Where have you gone?
? Fingertips, northern lights ?
? Tracing colors ? ? Right through the sky ?
? Underneath a lullaby ?
- She loved this song. - Yep.
I just want to keep hearing it, you know?
Yep. I got that.
? And my heart sings ? ? In a world so incredible ?
It's a bench, for her.
? Shines much brighter ?
? I want to fly ? ? Into this beautiful life ?
It's something I've been thinking about for
a long time.
Looks good.
Listen, I know there's, uh, gonna be a big memorial,
from the trust... I just...
I don't know if I really want the bench inside some church
that she was never even in before.
I was thinking maybe we could do something, the three of us.
Say some prayers, lay some flowers.
I was thinking we could do it, uh, out at Calaveras Lake.
Yeah, she loved it out there.
? Hanging out with the stars ?
We were thinking maybe late tomorrow.
? I very well thank you ?
Oh, uh, I don't know, Saul.
I have that conference.
? Set the night on fire ?
Doesn't have to be tomorrow. We... We want you there.
? Hanging out with the stars ? ? And the big moon ?
Listen, it's a great spot.
You're absolutely right on where you want to put it.
You don't have to build it around me.
? I think it'd be ? ? Nice with you ?
? With you ?
Everything okay over here?
I'm fine. I'm cool.
- Thank you. I know what I'm doing. - Good luck.
I'm fine! I'm fine!
Keep going. Thank you.
Ha.
You kiss your mother with that finger?
Oh, hi.
Car trouble?
Unfortunately so.
Huh.
I just read that one.
Oh. You like it?
It's, uh, enough to make a guy like me stop writing.
Oh. I never met a writer before.
I've never met a cop before.
- John. - Tom.
So, uh, you got problems under your hood.
Well, I assume you're talking about the car.
That's how little I know about...
Yeah. I know even less.
I'll have someone come out to you.
- We'll get you moving. - Oh.
Hey, would it be presumptuous
if I caught a ride with you into town?
I'm kind of on the way home, so...
I was just hoping to get to the hotel.
Gonna meet my girl there.
- Thank you so much. - Sure.
Thank you.
Okay.
Down.
Uh, would you mind putting the lights on for me?
Please? So I could feel like I'm in a movie?
So, um, what brings you out here?
Love.
Well, love will make you do crazy things.
Tell me about it.
Are we a couple of, uh, live-action,
role playing romantics, Tom?
I guess we are.
Then, uh, what's the bar in town
that's really gonna blow my girl away?
Thursday nights at The Fly Trap are pretty fun.
I mean, it's nicer than it sounds.
Yeah, that doesn't seem hard.
Now you can buy me a drink for insulting my bar.
Hey, you're on.
Let's do it. I owe you.
? Touch the colors around me ?
? Suddenly, I realize ?
? Everything I thought ? ? Was impossible is here ?
? And my heart sings ?
? In a world so incredible ?
Mary?
She's gone, John.
My daughter.
So now it's time for you to just get on with your life.
That's what I'm doing. That's what we're all doing.
It's over.
I didn't find her.
No, Mary, no.
This is not you talking.
This is not my Mary.
I'm not your Mary.
This is grief.
You're not thinking clearly.
No, I'm... I'm finally thinking clearly.
Okay, John?
- Goodbye. - Unh-unh.
I'm gonna call you tomorrow, okay?
I'm not... I'm not gonna abandon you.
Not when you need me most.
Mary?
? On the floors of Tokyo-o ?
? Or down in London town ? ? To go, go ?
? A-with a record selection ?
? And the the mirror's ? ? Reflection ?
? I'm a-dancing with myself ?
? Oh, when there's no-one else ? ? In sight ?
? A-in the crowded ? ? Lonely night ?
? Well, I wait so long ? ? For my love vibration ?
? And I'm dancing with myself ?
? Oh, oh ? ? Dancing with myself ?
? When there's nothing to lose and there's nothing to prove ?
? And I'm dancing with myself ? ? Oh, oh, uh-oh ?
Hey, you weren't lying, this place is the bomb.
Hey! Car trouble.
- John. - Pleasure.
No way.
Best haircut in town!
This is weird. This is so weird.
This is good weird. Do you mind?
- Yeah. - Thanks.
Please, please.
? I'm dancing with myself ?
? Oh, oh, I'm dancing with myself ?
I am literally only at your table for one drink.
I do not crash someone else's date.
Oh, John, it's cool, okay?
Stay... 'til your girlfriend gets here.
It'd be... be great to meet her.
She's a little shy. But thank you.
Emma... John's a writer.
Mm. It's only my first book.
Of a three-book deal.
What do you write about, John?
Um, it's a work in progress.
A woman gets away with murder,
but her conscience basically kills her.
The prison of her regret is worse than the literal prison.
She never knows that, 'cause she never owns up to it.
You sure she did it?
Oh, yeah.
She did it.
Sounds intense.
I gotta pee.
So, uh, are you guys close by?
Yeah, I'm East bank and Emma's on the other side of the water.
Yeah, I'm still getting my bearings, that's north...
We call it the Long Bank. "The Long Bank."
Mm-hmm. Hm.
Sounds beautiful.
Our next speaker is a woman
I have great admiration for.
She has been an advocate for missing and exploited children
not just in Texas, but throughout the United States.
And she has shown such strength of spirit
in being here with us today.
It is my pleasure to welcome Mary Barlow.
Thank you.
Thank you so much.
Thank you.
When my daughter Theresa disappeared...
one of the 90,000 people who go missing every year in America.
I, like so many parents,
felt powerlessness and uncertainty
in the absence that was left.
My Foundation is about
transcending powerlessness and uncertainty.
I wanted to know...
Um...
I don't think I can do this.
The truth is...
uncertainty is agony,
but at least it allows for fantasy,
some... some imaginary happy ending.
I don't want to hear that my daughter was buried
on the side of the road, or left dead in the woods, or...
or sold to someone who watched her die,
but that's what's coming.
All this was about certainty and... and now I know
and I would give that certainty,
that knowledge back in a heartbeat.
? Set the night on fire ? ? If we want to ?
? Hanging out with the stars ? ? And the big moon ?
? Put them down for a dance ? ? With your lasso ?
I was listening to that.
Enough. Enough with the song.
She loved that song.
You loved that song.
She pretended to love it, for you.
Bullshit.
She's gone.
I'm sorry.
I thought this is what I wanted.
She's gone.
Our girl is gone.
It's okay.
You were about to give birth, so if you were running,
it was because you were afraid. It had to be.
If you're my friend, you'd believe me.
You'd just believe me.
- How long have you known him? - Why are you asking me this?
Because there's something about him.
There's something in his eyes, in the way he looks at me.
There is nothing in the way he looks at you.
He's got dark eyes is all.
You ever heard that expression...
the eyes are the window to the soul?
What? What did you just remember?
I remember a feeling.
What feeling?
What if I was running because I... I did something?
Something so bad that I couldn't remember it.
Something...
... worse than everything else?
Emma, I know you.
You know what I tell you.
No, I know behavior, I know people.
I know I'm not sitting next to a murderer right now.
What if you're in too deep to know what you see?
Wh... what do you mean?
Transference.
So now you're analyzing me?
Pete, you brought me to live here at your place.
You're my only visitor. You don't encourage me
to form any other attachments.
You know almost everything that I do.
"Almost"? Maybe you know everything.
Do you know everything?
We've had these conversations.
I thought we worked through this.
No, we've worked on me. We've never worked on you.
I think you have feelings for me.
Well, I do.
I care about all my patients.
More than that.
What, you think I'm in love with you?
Yeah, I do.
And I think that it gets in the way of what you do.
I don't think that you see me clearly.
Okay.
Well, I think you want easy answers.
I think you want me to confirm that you're a bad person.
I think you want me to justify your guilt.
You're not gonna get easy answers from me.
And I'm not in love with you.
I still love you.
I'm not a good person.
Yes, you are.
You're my good person.
Don't show it.
That you're afraid.
It's dangerous to be afraid.
Was it you?
"Do not stand at my grave and weep.
I am not there I do not sleep.
I am a thousand winds that blow.
I am the diamond glints on snow.
I am the sunlight on unripened grain.
I am the gentle Autumn's rain.
When you awaken in the morning's hush.
I am the swift uplifting rush.
Of quiet birds in circled flight.
I am the soft stars that shine at night.
Do not stand at my grave and cry.
I am not there.
I did not die."
I came for a reading.
Well, those don't look good.
All the cards are good as all the cards are truth.
I see here that you're leaving things behind.
I see a lot of change and a lot of grief.
I see a city in the north near the water.
"Seattle"?
The cards are not a travel guide,
the cards are metaphorical.
I'm s... Okay, I'm sorry. I'm sorry.
I don't think that you can help me.
How much do I owe you for your time?
Do you smoke?
- What? - Not cigarettes.
I don't mean cigarettes. I mean harder stuff.
Uh, nothing that hard. Why?
Do you have any allergies?
Uh, no.
Sit down, please.
I can't help you.
Maybe you can help yourself.
- What is that? - Seer's tea.
Great. What is, uh, "Seer's tea"?
This.
Drink it.
Then what happens?
Who knows. Why, you got someplace to be?
God.
Now close your eyes.
And think of what it is you want to remember.
That's her necklace. Isn't it?
I remember it.
She never took it off.
They'll hurt me.
What's in... What's in that stuff?
So why do you have her necklace?
What?
Sorry. No water pressure.
They're up to their games next door.
They let the shower run on and on
after they finish their business.
Dirty girls.
So, why do you have her necklace?
You know Jess?
Not by name, they all blend into one.
They come and go so much next door.
But I remember that.
It's a stone with very special properties.
I asked her to trade once, but she wouldn't.
What do you mean... "they come and go so much"?
They come for the men, of course.
Girls like that from a place like that.
It's one road to ruin.
The apples fall not far from the trees.
What... What happens next door? What happens?
No, wait, wait. Don't get involved.
Please. Please stop.
Do not do this, please.
No, no, no.
- Hey. - No, no, let's stop that. Please.
Hey, open up! This is not your business.
Oh, please. Don't make trouble for me.
- They pay my rent! - Who?
Who?
Just please, don't make trouble...
- Open up! - Please.
Open up!
Hello?
Oh, God. Oh, God.
Hello?!
Hey. Hey.
Is she dead?
No, she's breathing.
Call 911. Call 911!
All right! All right, all right.
It's okay.
Oh, Jesus.
Hey. Hey.
Hey.
I can't stay.
I'm so sorry.
Help is coming. It's coming.
Please, it's an emergency.
There's this girl.
I don't know what happened to her.
Probably high on crack cocaine,
but it's not for us to judge.
Just send the paramedics. Please.
Yes, please hurry.
How was the lodge?
What?
I thought you had a lodge meeting tonight.
Oh, yes.
Fine.
I was good. It was good.
I have some more work to do. I'll be upstairs for awhile.
To record a personalized greeting,
please press five.
When you have completed your message,
press the pound key.
Mary Barlow is no longer accepting calls.
Please refer all inquiries to Jake Barlow at extension 303.
Thank you.
No, no.
I'm just... I'm just passing through.
You know, this...
all this, this... this place, it's all for nothing.
I found other people's daughters, other people's sons.
But...
... my girl?
My... My daughter...
My daughter is dead.
My daughter.
My daughter is dead.
Oh.
She had her head beaten in
by a man who murdered many, many women.
So...
So I'm so sorry.
I don't think you need to come here anymore
because this... this place,
this... this mausoleum is over.
It's all over.
"Do not stand at my grave and weep.
I am not there I do not sleep.
I am a thousand winds that blow.
I am the diamond glints on snow.
I am the sunlight on unripened grain.
I am the gentle Autumn's rain.
When you awaken in the morning's hush.
I am the swift uplifting rush.
Of quiet birds in circled flight.
I am the soft stars that shine at night.
Do not stand at my grave and cry.
I am not there.
I did not die."
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