(bird cawing)
-(tires screech) -BEATRICE: Samuel!
-(car crashing) -(Beatrice screaming)
ATHENA: Mama?
(slow, rhythmic beeping)
ATHENA: He's in a coma.
PINO: Medically induced.
It was significant, and we want to give the brain
time to heal on its own.
BOBBY: How long will he be sedated?
PINO: At least 24 hours.
Run more tests, then see where we are tomorrow.
And then we can take him home?
PINO: Mrs. Carter, your husband suffered an ischemic stroke.
It's not only serious, but the prognosis is uncertain.
Samuel's very strong.
I have no doubt, but we don't know how he will
or will not respond to the treatment.
We have to be prepared.
Do not t-take that tone with me, young man.
BOBBY: I think what Dr. Pino is saying is that right now we just need
-to be patient, that's all. -That's correct.
I have to run these tests. He won't even be in the room.
ATHENA: It's okay, Daddy, I'm here.
♪ ♪
Hey, buddy, you know there's a drought, right?
Hand watering is allowed before 9:00
and after 4:00, Gary.
Benjamin, don't you have work today?
Have you noticed anything weird
-around the garden? -What are you talking about?
-It looks fine. -The ground is softer here.
Maybe you're watering too much.
(scoffs) I swear, you care more about those plants than me.
We're leveling the plants now?
This corner is definitely sinking.
I think we have a penetration.
-You think we have a what? -I think something's been tunneling underground.
Like what?
Something terrible.
("Psycho Killer" by Talking Heads playing)
♪ I can't seem to face up to the facts ♪
♪ I'm tense and nervous and I can't relax ♪
♪ I can't sleep 'cause my bed's on fire ♪
♪ Don't touch me, I'm a real live wire ♪
♪ Psycho killer ♪
♪ Qu'est-ce que c'est? Fa-fa-fa-fa ♪
♪ Fa-fa-fa-fa-fa-fa, better ♪
♪ Run, run, run, run, run, run, run away ♪
♪ Oh-oh-oh ♪
♪ Psycho killer qu'est-ce que c'est? ♪
♪ Fa-fa-fa-fa, fa-fa-fa-fa-fa-fa, better ♪
♪ Run, run, run, run, run ♪
♪ Run, run away ♪
♪ Oh-oh-oh-oh ♪
♪ Ay-ya-ya-ya-ya-ya ♪
♪ Ooh. ♪
Hi! Hi!
I-I thought you were working late tonight.
Uh, there was a water main break in Canoga Park.
So my last two appointments canceled.
Oh, um...
I thought we could grill tonight.
Okay. Sure.
Oh.
Gotcha.
Empty.
What set off the traps?
You're not watering today?
Someone said there's a drought.
(screams)
Okay, ma'am, can you tell me where?
Ma'am? Ma'am?
Benjamin, what the hell are you doing?!
Finally getting rid of the rodent.
Was that another explosion?
You're asking the wrong person.
NOAH: Ma'am, did I just hear another explosion?
-Ma'am? -Yes.
It's my husband. He's trying to destroy the backyard.
-Ma'am... -BENJAMIN: Who are you on the phone with?
-Ma'am, I need your address first. -911. They're sending help.
BENJAMIN: Hang up the phone, Holly. Everything is fine.
You blew up the yard!
(alert beeping)
-MADDIE: Holly? -Who is this?
This is the person who needs your address right now.
-(sirens wailing) -(horn honking)
Oh, thank God!
My husband tried to go shock and awe on a gopher.
-I don't know if he's hurt or not. -The gopher?
-No. Not the gopher. -Holly, get them out of here.
Is that your husband? He seems pretty banged up.
No, not him.
Hey, Cap?
Don't call me that.
Ma'am.
Exactly who do you think is hurt here?
My neighbor.
Gary.
HEN: His house looks fine.
He wasn't over there.
Well, where was he?
♪ Finally ♪
♪ Finally mine ♪
♪ Your love was finally mine ♪
♪ I've been waiting ♪
♪ So long ♪
♪ Oh, oh, oh ♪
♪ I've been hoping ♪
♪ And wishing and waiting ♪
♪ And dreaming ♪
♪ Finally mine ♪
♪ Finally mine. ♪
He was under there.
A tunnel of lust?
We had no other choice.
My husband has cameras everywhere.
All right, Chimney, see if you can access
-the tunnel from inside. -Copy that, Cap.
-Uh, sorry. -Buck, start digging up out here.
Eddie, Benjamin looks like he took a hit.
Check him out. Find out what he knows.
HEN: Hey, Chimney, the homeowner says it's underneath the carpet
-beneath the rollaway shoe rack. -I see it, copy that.
All right, sir, checking for concussions.
-Sir, what year is it? -It's the year my marriage ended.
(laughing)
Anybody hear me?
LAFD. Can you hear me?
Gary? What's this?
I got a hand!
Take it easy, Gary.
Just checking your vitals.
Hey, Cap, I found him.
He's conscious, but his pulse is really low.
He's in one piece, but I'm gonna need a hand
-getting him out of here. -Buck?
I'm on it, Cap.
CHIMNEY: Hen, there's something else!
Gary's got nails in his shoulder.
Shrapnel? Against gophers?
Yeah, the rodent had it coming.
Oh, my God, Gary! Are you okay?
-Are you okay? -Step down.
You knew.
Didn't you?
I suspected.
I didn't know for sure until she called 911.
Eddie, zip-tie his hands.
Wait. What?
Ow, what? No. What are you talking about?
-Ow! -Sir, you're under arrest.
Dispatch?
This is Captain 118. We're gonna need
a black-and-white at our current location.
Our backyard accident
seems to be an attempted murder. We've apprehended a suspect.
How can you--? How are you allowed to do this?
All LAFD personnel are sworn peace officers.
It's been that way for about 100 years?
See?
You've learned two things today.
Mama, the car's still in the house.
Your father will deal with it when he gets home.
Mama, you do realize that Daddy is not coming home
-for a while. -Don't be ridiculous.
He'll be fine.
I'll go get your room ready.
Would you rather we stay in a hotel?
Maybe you should.
-Mama! -Well, nobody asked you to invade my home.
I haven't pulled that trundle bed out in years.
Maybe your big, strong fireman can do it.
-Mama, I swear... -It-It's okay.
It's okay. Beatrice, we'll set ourselves up.
I do not know what is in her head.
Well, her world did just crash down around her.
Well, this does look worse than I thought.
But I can get the car out of there,
board up the windows. We will need to contact
-a contractor... -That we have.
Old family friend.
I think he's still their handyman.
You think you can get this car out of here
by yourself?
Big, strong fireman.
What are you reading, Buck?
Oh, it's, uh, it's Bobby's.
Oh, are you trying to tell us something?
Um, no, he just, he told me
about this idea in AA. I took it upon myself
to, you know, dig a little deeper.
Hey, can... can I ask you something?
Sure.
Are you at ease?
Do I look like I'm at ease, Buck?
No, sorry, wrong question. It's just in-in the book,
it says that if I'm at ease,
"all my fear will fall away from me."
Well, let me know how that works out.
Yes, sir, I hear the sirens, too.
You're welcome.
What did we say about lurking, Noah?
Sorry.
I just wanted to thank you.
For saving me, you know, when I crashed and burned.
You didn't do either of those things.
Today you learned how the element of surprise
-can refocus a caller's attention. -And if that doesn't work?
Try singing to them.
There was this guy who went off Mulholland into the ravine.
And I had to sing a few bars
of the Thompson Twins' "Hold Me Now."
It was playing on his radio, and by hearing me sing it...
It got him to pay attention.
I wish I could listen to more calls.
Didn't they give you samples at the academy?
I already listened to all of them. Also I'm pretty sure
they were as old as the Thompson Twins.
Okay, uh...
If you want some more recent calls,
just check out the active logs.
-Put in your ID number and... -All the calls I could ever want.
Awesome.
I promise I won't play the one of you singing.
No, no, go ahead. I nailed it.
Chamomile delivery.
(chuckles)
Chimney, you're a godsend.
Hey, uh...
don't you have finals this week?
I thought you'd be hitting the books.
Ah, later.
You would not believe how much extra paperwork
arresting a guy generates.
(laughs)
I got to get through all of this so that I can make
a 10:00 review class.
Did you just bring me some tea
or you were waiting for me to spill some tea?
(laughs) Uh...
the aforementioned finals, they decide
-if you get into your third year, right? -That is correct.
So why did you agree to become captain?
-If you knew all of this was coming down the pike. -Trust me.
I-I got this.
("Pon de Replay" by Rihanna playing)
(laughs)
Okay. All right.
♪ Come, Mr. DJ, song pon de replay ♪
♪ Mr. DJ, won't you turn the music up? ♪
♪ All the gyal pon the dance floor wantin' some more ♪
♪ Come, Mr. DJ, won't you turn the music up? ♪
♪ Come, Mr. DJ, song pon de replay ♪
♪ Mr. DJ, won't you turn ♪
♪ The music up, all the gyal pon the dance floor ♪
-(alarm ringing) -♪ Wantin' some more what, come, Mr. DJ ♪
♪ Won't you turn the music up ♪
♪ It goes one by one, even two by two ♪
♪ Everybody on the floor, let me show you how we do ♪
♪ Let's go, dip it low, then you bring it up slow, wind it up ♪
♪ One time, wind it back once more, come run, run, run... ♪
What's the difference between labetalol and esmolol?
Labetalol is vasoconstricting.
Esmolol is vasodilating.
Other way around.
DR. SIMMONS: ...DSS emergency
regulation procedures.
Oh, glad you could join us.
-♪ Say it ♪ -♪ Yeah, yeah ♪
♪ Well, I'm ready for ya ♪
♪ Come let me show ya ♪
♪ You want to groove, I'm-a show you ♪
♪ How to move, come, come, Mr. DJ ♪
♪ Song pon de replay... ♪
No, whole wheat.
♪ Won't you turn the music up? ♪
Good choice.
♪ Wantin' some more what, come, Mr. DJ ♪
♪ Won't you turn the music up... ♪
(phone chimes)
♪ Song pon de replay, come, Mr. DJ ♪
♪ Won't you turn the music up? All the gyal ♪
♪ Pon the dance floor wantin' some more ♪
♪ What, come, Mr. DJ... ♪
I think we should do something.
Get her a pillow.
♪ Mr. DJ ♪
♪ Tell me if you hear me ♪
-♪ Turn the music up... ♪ -(phone chimes)
-♪ Hey, Mr. ♪ -♪ Hey, Mr... ♪
Be still my heart.
♪ Tell me if you hear me ♪
♪ Turn the music up... ♪
What medication is taken to prevent
-kidney transplant rejection? -Cyclosporine.
And what side effect is often experienced with cyclosporine?
Gingival hyperplasia
can be caused by cyclosporine A. The enlargement can be made
worse by the accumulation of plaque. Sir,
when's the last time
-you saw your dentist? -CHIMNEY: I think he has
-more pressing issues, Hen. -HEN: Right, but he should
-see a dentist. -CHIMNEY: He should also
stop running with scissors.
Have you learned nothing in school?
-♪ Say it ♪ -♪ Yeah, yeah ♪
♪ Well, I'm ready for ya ♪
♪ Come let me show ya ♪
♪ You want to groove ♪
♪ I'm-a show you how to move ♪
♪ Come, Mr. DJ, song pon de replay ♪
♪ Come, Mr. DJ, won't you turn ♪
♪ The music up? All the gyal pon the dance floor... ♪
How you like me now?
♪ Mr. DJ, won't you turn the music up? ♪
Yeah!
♪ ♪
T.A.: All right, class, you have
55 minutes to complete the test.
♪ ♪
(clock ticking)
(sighs)
(horn honking)
(tires screech)
(grunts)
(panting)
KAREN: Hey.
You're up early.
-Yeah... -I didn't hear you come to bed last night.
W... Did you
come to bed last night?
(sighs)
I was pretty wired when I got home.
Needed a little time to decompress.
-You also need to sleep. -Yeah.
What time is it? I probably could get
a couple of hours before...
(phone alarm rings)
I die.
You're going in early?
Yeah, I'm behind on my 902m's.
You should not have talked yourself
into the captain's chair.
It's only for a few more days.
Bobby will be back soon.
Okay.
Just... try to get some sleep before then.
I promise.
(chuckles) Athena Carter.
Junior. (laughs) You are not
the Franklin that I was expecting.
Pop's mostly retired at this point,
but you're in good hands.
Man taught me everything I know.
-(laughs) -It's all right. It's good to see you.
Oh, my g-- Oh, this is my husband,
-Bobby Nash. -Nice to meet you.
Been too long, Athena.
When you left for California, all of us were a little sad.
(laughs) You were sad
because you lost your favorite target.
This boy chased me
-all through the orange groves. -(laughs)
(both laugh)
Listen, I did what I could, but the place
definitely needs a professional touch.
Oh, more than a touch.
Yeah, we'll have to reframe all of this.
Mm-hmm. We assumed that.
We were talking about turning this into a ramp.
-Yeah. -And then pulling these windows out and putting in
-double pane. -Might as well update things since we at it. (laughs)
Update what?
I like my house.
Mama,
we don't know what's gonna happen with Daddy.
I mean, he might need to spend some time at a rehab facility,
but, when he comes home, we want him to have more space.
You're acting like he's already dead.
No...
Talking about updating my house.
I'm just trying to give him quality of life.
You want to sell it.
I'm not surprised.
You'll be glad when you're rid of us and can go
back to your fancy life
-in California. -Okay, Beatrice,
that's enough. Stop.
You're not doing this, not now.
-How dare you talk to me like that. -BOBBY: I'm sorry.
I know you're in pain, but so is your daughter,
and she's just trying to keep things
from crashing down on both of you.
You don't understand.
So why don't you just take a second
and cool off.
Guess I'll go to my room,
like a child.
Sorry about that.
You should hear me and Pops go at it.
They get set in their ways, turn back into little kids.
We end up parenting our parents.
(laughs)
That is a lot of truth coming from you, Junior.
Live and learn, Athena.
Live and learn. (laughs)
Mm. Okay.
FRANKIE: Welcome to the Happiness Symposium.
I'm Frankie. Please find your name.
And, uh, here's an itinerary for day one.
-Sweet. Thank you. There you go. -Ronald.
You guys usually travel in a pack?
Or are you in a band?
(all chuckle)
Uh, we were in a band.
That's where we met. Sixth grade.
Uh, trombone...
-Uh, trumpet. -Baritone sax.
-Band buddies. -Yeah.
All you guys are missing is a drumline.
We left those at home.
Our wives. They keep us on the beat.
-Right. -(laughing)
WOMAN (over comm): Frankie? Frankie Hannah.
Go for Frankie.
We need more chairs in the Desert Ballroom.
Copy that. I'm on my way.
Gentlemen, enjoy your day.
Be happy.
Thanks.
(indistinct chatter)
Here's one about the seven keys to happiness.
You want to start with that one?
Sounds good to me.
WOMAN (over P.A.): Welcome to the WestPlex
Convention Center.
The International Happiness Symposium
is officially open.
Please, come find your key to happiness...
"Sponsored by Felicidades Spirits and Liquor."
Yeah, well, maybe they'll hand out free drinks.
(laughs) I think they're sponsoring the whole convention.
I swear to God, if the key to happiness
is to drink more, I'm out.
God, would you stop?
You have done nothing but whine
since we landed at LAX.
Come on, a bunch of quacks gonna teach us
the secret to happiness?
This is one of the dumbest ideas you ever had.
-Then why did you come? -(cracking overhead)
-Because he made me. -You gonna jump in here?
Look out!
(panicked shouting)
Stay where you are. Help is on the way.
-(sirens wailing) -(horns honking)
(electricity crackling)
Buck, Chim, you're with him.
Eddie, Julie, you get these two.
(victims coughing)
Let's get these people to the treatment area.
(pained groaning)
Ronny, Angelo, I'm Eddie, this is Julie.
Nice when the bodies are already tagged, eh, Julie?
Oh, would you shut your trap, Ange, for once?
Can you both feel your legs?
-More than I'd like. -Where the hell is Lev?
Is he okay? Lev!
-Kind of in the middle of something. -(Angelo groans)
I guess under the middle of something.
Vitals holding. Let's run two lines on him, wide open.
(device beeping)
I can't feel anything.
-Is that bad? -Not necessarily.
Could be some swelling that's causing the numbness.
Let me take a look.
Uh, hey, so you guys were attending
the convention together?
Post-retirement boys' trip.
And here I thought everyone just took up golf when they retired.
-Oh, do not say it. -I told you so.
Oh, God, he says it.
Seems like you guys have known each other for a while.
-Ever since sixth grade. -That's nice.
That you guys have stayed close this long.
I'd like to be less close right now,
if you don't mind. (grunts)
(groans) Can you move this thing?
All right. But it is gonna hurt.
(groaning)
All right, ready?
On three.
One, two, three.
(Angelo cries out)
Put it back! (crying out)
-What happened? -(Angelo groans)
Your fibula's punctured his thigh.
Hit a major artery.
Are we gonna be okay?
Yeah. They're in great hands, and you're next.
Okay. Those two...
will kill each other without me.
Uh, Lev, hey, hey.
You, uh, you never told me why.
Why a happiness convention, huh?
Trying to figure out some stuff.
Thought maybe we'd find an answer here.
You-you guys weren't happy?
You live your whole life,
doing everything you're supposed to.
Marriage, kids.
Big house, nice cars.
Weekends at the shore.
Hey, that, uh, doesn't sound too bad, right?
It wasn't.
It's just this 40-year blur.
Work and family.
Never enough time.
Until one day work stops,
and everything finally comes into focus.
You're not sure what you're looking at.
What was the point of...
any of it?
I'm here, sir. Are you able to speak up?
-What's your name? -Frankie. I'm trapped.
NOAH: Do you know your address, Frankie?
I'm at the WestPlex Convention Center.
We've got a team on scene, Frankie.
I think I'm too buried.
I was up top moving some chairs
when it all came crashing down.
Captain 118, we've got another victim on scene.
His name is Frankie. Says he's completely buried.
(indistinct chatter)
Dispatch, need help finding a location.
He says he was moving some chairs from the ballroom.
(grunts)
Frankie! Where are you hurt?
-Hard to breathe. -Hang in there, Frankie.
-(whimpers) -We got him! -Yeah!
-We're coming to get you. -(sobs)
No distal pulse on Angelo.
Normally we travel you with a foreign object,
-but in this case, the object is your friend. -So what do we do?
Pull you apart very carefully.
Dispatch, the victim's showing signs of a punctured lung.
We've already got two complicated rescues in progress.
133 is already en route.
The 133 will be there in 12 minutes.
I just, I don't have enough hands
to get them both out right now,
and I need the hydraulic jack for the kid.
Most likely, Lev has already bled out internally,
and that slab of concrete's
acting as a clamp, keeping him alive.
We lift it, most likely he dies anyway.
Kid's got a better shot.
-Hey, Lev... -Hey.
You ready to get this thing off of me?
There's a kid buried over there.
I think he's got a punctured lung.
I-I need to get him out of there.
And you don't have enough guys.
You get that kid out.
I ain't going nowhere.
Go help the kid.
Buck.
Help me with this.
(grunts)
-(hydraulic jack whining) -Are you guys clear?
I always thought it was Lev that kept us together.
(pained groaning)
(groaning continues)
All right, pull him out.
BUCK: All right, get him on the backboard.
One, two, three.
(Angelo, Ronny crying out)
-CHIMNEY: Clear? -EDDIE: Ready, yeah.
Up.
Three, two, up.
BUCK: We got him. We got him.
-They saved the kid? -Yeah.
And you're next. You're next, Lev.
It's okay.
I got what I came for.
I think I get it now.
(monitor flatlines)
Get him out. Get him out now!
("Don't Worry, Be Happy" playing)
(grunting)
♪ Here's a little song I wrote... ♪
-HEN: Chim, we need that jack. -I'm on it.
♪ Don't worry ♪
Okay, moving it.
♪ Be happy ♪
Come on, come on.
♪ In every life there comes some trouble ♪
Hey, Lev! Come on!
♪ But when you worry, you make it double ♪
♪ Don't worry ♪
(grunting)
♪ Be happy... ♪
(shouting)
(Hen grunts)
Starting compressions! (grunting)
(singer vocalizing)
Time of death...
(gasping)
...16:43.
(panting)
♪ So here's this little song I wrote ♪
♪ Hope you learned it note for note ♪
♪ Don't worry ♪
♪ Be happy. ♪
(thunder rumbling)
(rain falling)
You want some company?
Mm. Sure.
There's an old orange grove out there.
Out past the woods.
Where the bonfires happened
when we all hung out in high school.
When I was a little girl,
Daddy and I would go out there
every Saturday morning,
grab oranges and tangerines
that had fallen from the trees.
Bring 'em home, make fresh juice,
pour it over ice and sit, right here. (chuckles)
I would sit on his lap.
He would tell me stories about the family,
about all the great things that the Carters had done.
Daddy was an attorney,
but his daddy had been one, too.
First Negro lawyer to pass the Florida bar.
Even graduated from A&M just like him.
And that's what made you want to be a lawyer.
Oh, it did.
And when I left for California,
oh, he couldn't have been prouder.
Told me to spread my wings, do great things.
And what did Beatrice say?
"Do not drink that juice, it has not been pasteurized."
(Bobby chuckles)
Daddy was always the comfort.
Mama was the reality.
I'm not sure I'm ready to lose the comfort.
You haven't lost him yet.
You know the worst part of having to parent your parents?
It's knowing that you're that much closer
to losing them.
Hey, uh, we're gonna grab some breakfast.
A little grub might hit the spot.
Uh, not for me. Not today.
Fair enough.
I gotta pass.
Copy that. Well-we'll be at the diner on Alvarado
if you guys want to join us.
Hey, um, what... What do you think he meant?
You know, he said, "I get it now."
And his eyes got all bright, and he looked up to the sky
like he'd just found happiness.
I was there, Buck.
It was like he solved this...
this great mystery,
and then he died before he could share it.
Hey, losing someone out there is never easy.
Uh-huh. Yeah.
To a design flaw.
I, uh, saw it on the news last night.
The hotel put in that walkway a couple years ago
and tried to sue the contractor after they found some cracks
but the repairs just...
Fell through the same cracks.
It was bound to come crashing down.
But not before Nathan Levinson learned the secret, right?
Maybe that's what we should focus on.
-He found it before he died. -What, so he,
he spent his whole life trying to figure it out,
and then he finally gets the answer right at the end?
What, uh, what do you think it is?
The secret to happiness.
(scoffs)
I mean, Hen...
...you-you always have the answers.
(chuckles softly)
Some answers you gotta find on your own, Buck.
(phone ringing, vibrating)
Hello?
Hi, Dr. Simmons. This is a surprise.
Good morning.
Hey.
You know, when I said you had to let something go,
I didn't think it was gonna be your son.
Oh, damn.
(sighs) His robotics meet.
-Is Denny here? -He called me
when he couldn't reach you.
Did he make it in time?
Yes.
Okay, that's good.
That's good...
Are you all right?
-(groans) -Hen.
I failed. I failed.
Failed at what?
(crying): Everything.
Everything. I failed...
-Oh, honey. -...at everything.
Okay. Okay, baby, it's okay.
(Hen sobbing)
Hey.
(Beatrice grunting)
Beatrice. You need some help?
I don't think I can reach it.
There you go.
Thank you.
You're welcome.
Beatrice... I want to apologize.
Never apologize for standing up for my baby girl.
Taking care of her is your job now.
Do it well.
Yes, ma'am.
-Hey. -Mm.
What time is it?
It's almost 3:00. You crashed hard.
(grunts) In many ways.
(sighs) It's not the end of the world, Hen.
(sputters, sighs)
Karen, I failed neurology.
Dr. Simmons thinks that I should repeat my second year.
I-I can't do this for another year.
These past few weeks almost killed me.
(chuckles) I-I know they were hard
but let's maybe ease up on the hyperbole.
Wait. What am I missing?
The other night. After my neurology exam.
I fell asleep behind the wheel.
♪ ♪
(scoffs)
You have to choose, Hen.
Doctor or paramedic.
You can't be both anymore.
Because this family needs you too much.
"Dear Beatrice,
"I miss you.
"I miss home.
"I love you.
And I want to come home to Florida."
Hey, Mama.
I came to give you a break.
I'm doing fine.
Well, why don't you take a walk?
Stretch your legs a bit. I'll watch over him.
Why don't you come and sit with me a bit?
-These are all from Daddy? -Mm-hmm.
He used to write me a letter every day.
When we were courting.
-(laughs softly) -When he was in Vietnam.
Not one day in 57 years
that we didn't have some kind of communication.
Some kind of connection.
Until now.
(sighs) I know what the doctors are scared about,
what you're afraid of.
If he wakes up, will he be able to walk or feed himself?
Or will he even be himself?
I'm not sure I care about any of that...
(crying): a-as long as...
You can hear his voice again.
Even just one more time.
(crying)
♪ ♪
(sighs)
(sirens wailing)
(siren whoops)
(camera clicking)
(door chiming)
My parents live here. And I'm a cop.
(door opens)
Athena!
Athena, I've been trying to call you.
I-I forgot my charger. The phone died two hours ago.
What is going on? Why are the police here?
I was helping Junior out.
We were digging up the foundation...
And what?
Athena, we found a body.
(distorted): Small, maybe a child.
Not sure how long they've been down there.
(camera clicking loudly)
(echoing): Sir, can you come here for a minute?
I just want to show you something.
ATHENA: Did I ever tell you about
when I decided to become an officer of the law?
I was nine years old.
Middle of the night,
I wake up and I see my father getting dressed.
Grabbing a flashlight.
His gun.
I look out the window and I see
the whole neighborhood out there.
A little girl, she was a-a grade behind me at school,
had gone missing.
Someone had just snatched her right out of her bed.
HEN: Wow, that's a nightmare. Did they find her?
ATHENA: They found a barrette, out of her hair.
Out in the woods.
But that was it.
She was just gone.
I promised myself that when I was old enough
I was gonna become a policewoman
and find that little girl...
Tanya Kingston.
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