- Do you know where they were headed?
Could you tell? That's him.
The girl that Bishop Paulsen saw.
- It was someone else's daughter.
- You could've stopped it.
- He had repented.
- Thought I was doing the right thing.
- Her mother passed tragically.
- Well, we're proud to support the work
you do for the White House in any way we can, Mr. Tobler.
- You take care of my Janice now.
- You need to get him talking and let him lead us to her.
- It is pure hell, Mary Ann, not knowing where she is.
Oh, just thinking about all the awful things that might
be happening to her out there.
- You are an evil man.
Evil.
[soft ominous music]
* *
[lighter clicks]
* *
- [grunts]
[door opens] - Anything you want.
- [groans]
- Yeah, I'll take a hot dog.
- A hot dog?
Anything in the world, and you wanna have a hot dog.
Okay. Don't tell your mother.
What are you gonna put on it?
* *
- Now, you wait here, and I'll be back in a jiff.
All right? - All right.
[whistling]
[coins clink]
[pay phone clicks] [dial tone buzzing]
[phone ringing]
- Hello? Brobergs.
- Hi, Mary Ann.
- Hiya, B.
It's nice to hear your voice.
- I think you'd be even happier when you hear why I'm calling.
- Oh, is that right?
- A contact of mine spotted Jan across state lines,
a real surprising location for her.
- Why should I believe
a single word out of your mouth?
- You'll listen 'cause you'll have nothing if you don't.
Now...
I'll tell you everything, but only in person,
'cause I know these lines can be tapped,
and I don't want my words being twisted against me.
- They're not tapped.
- Oh, sure they are.
You've got a recording device right there next to you
in the kitchen.
- Did Gail tell you that? - [chuckles]
You never mind that, Mary Ann.
You just come in person.
And you come alone, no police, no Bob.
I've had about enough of him.
- That's a lot of conditions.
- Well, I'm doing you a favor telling you everything I know.
And I need to feel like there's a little trust.
- Of course, there is.
- What do you say we meet at the Crossroads Cafe
near Ogden City?
Noon on Saturday.
- That's a week away. Why not sooner?
- Well, I'm busy.
I'm scouring the Earth trying to find Jan.
- You said you knew where she was.
And I know you can't leave the state
because of your parole.
- Mary Ann, Mary Ann,
the only thing that matters to me
is finding Jan.
If that doesn't work for you, then we don't have to meet.
Crossroads Cafe, Saturday.
[ominous music]
* *
- [breathing heavily]
* *
[whispering] Give me strength.
Give me-- - Janice?
Are you OK?
I heard you the last few nights.
And...
it sounded like you were crying.
- I wasn't crying.
- You miss Lebanon?
- I miss where I'm from before that.
And I miss my family.
I used to act in all the school plays.
So I miss that.
- There's this play at the boys' school.
I wanted to audition, but I was too shy to go alone.
[paper rustles]
It's "As You Like It" by Shakespeare.
- I can't talk to boys.
- Says who?
We're at boarding school.
[The Pozo-Seco Singers' "Time"]
- [grunts]
Beautiful car.
How you doin'?
Hey.
Hey, can I help you?
- * Some people run *
- What the hell are you doing?
- * Some people crawl *
- Whew.
Thanks for holding this for me.
- Bob, you know you can count on me
when you're down on your luck, but that don't mean
you can store guns on my lot now.
- Well...
I asked you before if I could store it here.
You said yes.
- I don't remember that.
- Maybe you're losing it, Joe.
- I got the FBI calling me again,
asking if I know where Jan is.
- Yeah.
You know, as a matter of fact--
- I don't wanna know. - No, no, no, no.
No. Hey, hey, hey, hey.
Joe. Joe.
There's something I've been meaning to talk to you about.
I wanted to say thank you.
For when you turned me and Jan in,
in Mexico.
At the time I was angry.
In the end, I'm just grateful, you know?
Because we're in a much better place now.
All those obstacles, I think they brought us closer.
You know, I feel like we really know each other now
as lovers
and also as friends, you know?
As--
As partners.
- Bob, you get that girl pregnant, you're screwed.
- Well, it's hardly an issue.
I don't know where she even is.
Anyway, she ain't even got her period yet, so--
It's always good seeing you, Joe.
- Hey, find somewhere else to store your shit, Bob.
I don't want nothing to do with this.
I'm done.
- Sure thing, toughie. Whatever you say.
[school bell ringing]
[children chattering]
- [breathes deeply]
- Mary Ann.
Detective George Shail, Ogden Police.
Sorry for the short notice.
I appreciate you coming down. - Of course.
I'll do anything to help.
- We've been watching Berchtold
since Agent Welsh put him on our radar.
A lot of us have young children, so--
What we need you to do
is tell us if this is the girl you saw with him.
- Yes, that's her. - All right.
We'll show her a photo of Jan.
Officer Jensen?
- Carly, do you recognize this girl?
Ma'am, what is your relationship
to Robert Berchtold?
- Uh, is--
is this because of the Brobergs?
Because I know all about them, you know?
They will not rest until his life is ruined,
no matter how many stories they tell.
It's really something.
You know...
Bob has his struggles.
But he's a good man.
He's always there when I need him.
He's helped me in countless ways.
And he's just been a complete angel with my Carly.
- We just need to know what your relationship is to him--
friend, boyfriend?
- He's like a family member.
What do you think about Bob, honey?
- He's so much fun.
We do everything together.
He's my best friend.
[tense music]
* *
- [exhales sharply]
[coughs, retches]
[toilet flushes]
* *
[knock at door]
Thanks for coming right over.
- I am really not supposed to be here right now.
Mary Ann, you cannot go see Berchtold by yourself.
- He's worried about being recorded.
If I go in person, maybe he'll actually
give us something we can use.
- The only thing that he is worried about
is getting a legal marriage on the books
to protect himself from prosecution.
He needs your consent.
If you go and meet him in person,
he may use force to try to get you to sign those papers.
- It's a public place. - Oh, Mary Ann, that's--
- My daughter is out there.
I can't just wait.
[tense music]
* *
- [sighs]
It's a personal piece.
If you must go, take it.
* *
Mary Ann, it's for protection.
Please, don't just shoot him.
* *
- [sighs]
Hey there, movie star.
Come on.
Hi.
[eerie music]
* *
OK, you ready?
Come on.
* *
It's so nice to have the whole day to ourselves.
[upbeat music playing on radio]
* *
So how you doin', Dolly?
- I'm good.
- Oh, I get it.
Well, we all get the blues sometimes,
even yours truly,
shocking as that may be to hear.
But it's a beautiful day.
So what are we gonna do next?
Go to the Chinese Theater again or Hollywood Wax Museum?
- Uh, I--I don't really mind either.
You can pick.
- What's with you? Huh?
It's not the wrong time of the month, is it?
- I still haven't gotten it, if that's what you're asking.
- Good.
Good.
Zeda and Zethra were concerned.
So--
- They asked you about that? How come?
- Well, if you don't get your human period, then...
you can't be pregnant. - Oh.
I haven't had one this entire time and I'm not pregnant.
- Oh, exactly.
- Exactly what?
Is that right for a half-human like me?
- Uh, you know,
biology's a whole other ball game on their planet.
So, you know, I'm thinking wax museum.
- How do you know stuff about biology on their planet?
- Zeda and Zethra talk to me all the time.
- All the time? When did that start?
- You know what? [laughs]
Dolly, I don't tell you about all this stuff
because it's traumatizing, OK, and I don't
want to burden you with it.
So I bear it on my own.
OK?
- OK. - OK.
And don't bite your nails.
You'll bite them down to nothing.
How about another driving lesson, huh?
- Yeah, all right.
- Here we go.
[Nino Tempo and April Stevens' "Deep Purple"]
- Uh-huh. Stay to the right, stay to the right.
Oh, that is great, Dolly.
That is great. You're a natural.
* *
- This is a pretty neighborhood.
- Yeah.
- It looks different now that I'm having fun.
- What do you mean different?
Different from when?
- Oh, I don't know what I'm talking about.
* *
- When have you been here before?
- Um, I--
it wasn't a big deal.
It was just an audition for a play.
- A play?
What kind of play?
- Just a school one.
Shakespeare.
- So why wasn't it on campus then?
- It was at a different school.
- A boys' school?
Are you telling me you auditioned
for a play at a boys' school?
- I didn't even talk to any of the boys.
- You expect me to believe that?
- Well, B, it's true.
- Were you even gonna tell me?
You were at a school with boys and men,
and you think that's OK?
You think it's OK for the mission?
- I wasn't even the one who wanted to go.
- You know, when you lie, you don't just hurt me.
You hurt your own soul.
Stay to the right.
And worst of all, you hurt the mission.
Do you even care about the mission at all?
- Of course, I do.
You know it's all that I think about all day and all night.
I can't even sleep.
I'm doing everything that they're asking--
- Hey, Dolly! [tires screech]
[crashing]
[distorted music]
- * When the deep purple falls *
* Over sleepy garden walls *
- * Sleepy garden walls *
- * And stars begin to twinkle *
[indistinct conversation]
- * In the midst of a memory *
- I think that's hard.
We're all OK.
OK, well, you're [instinct]. - Yes, [indistinct].
- OK. Take care.
- Scoot over. Move over.
[sighs]
- Do you think I have to go to the hospital?
- No, I don't think you need to go to the hospital.
It's a bump on the noggin.
And even if it was worse, I couldn't take you.
You know that, right?
- I just--
I feel kinda dizzy.
- Well, thanks to Mary Ann and Bob's treachery,
we're not even safe where we are.
If a cop had driven by--
You know, thanks to your parents and my parole,
I can't leave Utah.
So a hospital record in the state of California,
that sends me right back to jail.
And then where would we be?
And I told you to watch the road, didn't I?
I told you to watch the road!
- [sobbing]
And what if I'd lost you?
- I'm really sorry.
I didn't mean to upset you.
- You're my angel on this Earth, Dolly.
Here you are, hurt, and you're worried about me.
[chuckles]
You know, I didn't wanna have to tell you this,
but...
the reason that Zeda and Zethra have been contacting me
is 'cause they're angry with you.
- They said that?
- Yeah, they're upset that we're not married yet.
And they think that you're not trying hard enough.
- But I am. I am trying. I--
- They've started to talk about what to do
because you've lost faith.
And they may not wait till you're 16.
They may take Susan and make her
take your place right now.
- They said that?
- And the scary thing is, she's so small.
She's so small having a baby could kill her.
Because they've been clear from the start,
if it falls to Susan,
you'll only have yourself to blame.
- [breathing heavily]
- Now, that is why we have to get married.
All right?
When this trip is over, I'm going to get
those last ducks in a row to make sure that happens.
But you're with me on this, right, completely?
No distractions, no slacking.
Total focus.
Say it.
- I'm with you...
completely.
- I hope so.
[starts engine]
- And please, Heavenly Father,
guide Mary Ann.
Might she know what to say
so that you'll tell us where Jan is.
[somber music]
* *
Please protect her.
* *
[breathes shakily]
* *
- Please bring Jan back
so that we can be together again.
Heavenly Father, I promise to return
to the path of righteousness.
God, please.
Give me another chance to be her mom again.
Amen.
- Amen. - Amen.
- [sniffs]
All right.
Why don't you pass me your plate, honey?
[Roy Orbison's "Say No More"]
- * Say no more *
* *
* I understand *
* *
* Our love affair *
* Didn't go as I planned *
* *
* Say no more *
* Just walk away *
* Have no regret *
* I'll forget you someday *
- Hi, Mary Ann.
Take a seat.
[grunts]
Can I get you anything?
- No, thank you.
- Mmm.
- I'm here by myself.
- Mm-hmm.
- Where's Jan?
- You know...
I think Jan is going through
a very difficult time right now.
* *
I'm dating a new woman.
I'm not sure you heard that.
- Is that who I saw you with?
- Yeah, she's got a daughter.
Carly, good kid.
Good kid, very artistic.
- That's sweet.
- Yeah.
Well, I think Jan must be jealous or something,
because the strangest thing happened yesterday.
- What happened?
- Well, Carly left the house to go to school.
And these four hippies, hippies with long hair
in an out-of-state car start riding alongside her.
One of them shouts out the window, says,
"Are you Carly?"
This poor girl is so scared she doesn't know what to say.
And he says, "If you're Carly,
"I've got a message for you from Jan.
"You stay away from Bob.
He belongs to Jan Broberg."
- Good heavens. - Yep.
My girlfriend, Carly's mother, she's, you know,
she's real upset.
She says, 'All the trouble you're in,
now you go and get involved in something like this?"
I said, "I didn't have nothing to do with it."
Jan has got her heart set on us getting married.
And she just will not stand the thought
of anyone getting in the way of it.
Are you sure I can't get you something?
- Where is she?
- Let's take a walk.
[clears throat]
- Where to?
- Well, I'm parked right out front.
Come on.
* *
- * Say no more *
* I understand *
* Our love affair *
* Didn't go as I planned *
* Say no more *
* Just walk away *
* Have no regret *
- We haven't been this close a while, Mary Ann.
You know, I miss it.
- All right, B, tell me where my daughter is.
- OK. [chuckles]
Well, you just sign this...
and I'll tell you where Jan is.
- You think I came here to sign a piece of paper
so you can marry my daughter?
- You just sign on the dotted line.
OK?
We're all tired of doing this.
You sign and you bring her home.
OK, you don't even have to tell Bob about it.
I spoke to a new lawyer who said we can get this done
with only one signature.
No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no.
[laughs] No.
You don't get to take this and act like it's evidence.
You just sign, OK?
You sign and you end this.
- Over my dead body.
- Well, let's not make it come to that, Mary Ann.
[clicks pen]
[tense music]
* *
- Tell me where she is.
- Fine.
You don't want to sign it?
I'm done talking. - You're not done talking.
You're gonna tell me where she is right now.
* *
- I don't think you understand what I mean
when I say I'm done talking, Mary Ann.
What I mean is...
I don't have much use for you anymore.
- You won't hurt me.
It'll mean you can't have Jan.
- You are so lucky I need you alive.
- Right back at ya.
- Don't you fuckin' threaten me, Mary Ann.
Do not threaten me.
Get out of this car.
Get out of this car and you don't come crawling back to me
until you can put your own ego aside
and you do what's right for Jan.
Get out!
Go!
[unsettling music]
* *
[pounding]
[starts engine]
[engine roars]
- * Say no more *
- [sighs]
- Which stairs did you fall down?
Sofia, could we have a moment?
[door shuts]
Was it when you were out with your father last week?
- I was with my father, Mr. Tobler.
But I didn't fall down.
We got into a car accident.
Well, you see, he was on his way to a meeting
with a really important man in the government, and...
you know, he still needs people to think we're in Lebanon
with the CIA and everything.
But...
he just--he couldn't take me to a hospital,
otherwise there would have been a record.
[unsettling music]
I'm sorry, but you have to understand.
My dad is the only thing that's standing between
the United States and the communists.
- Thank you for trusting me with this.
[bells clanging]
- I've never seen anyone do that before.
- I don't have enough fingernails left.
You know, you shouldn't have told the nuns about my head.
- I'm sorry.
- Yeah, well, don't talk about things
that you don't know about.
- I was just worried about you.
- Well, I'm fine.
- Is your dad hard on you?
Is that what it is?
- Mr. Tobler is the only person who truly cares about me.
He's the only one who's helping me do what I need to do.
- You call your dad Mr. Tobler?
No, Janice, wait.
Something's going on and--
- I don't want to be friends, OK?
[unsettling music]
Just please stay away from me.
Everyone around me gets hurt.
* *
[phone ringing]
[machine clicks]
- Hello? Brobergs.
- Mary Ann?
- Jan, honey, is that you?
Jan, where are you?
[suspenseful music]
* *
- I tried to call earlier, but the line was busy.
- Tell her we miss her.
- We miss you.
It's so good to hear your voice.
- Ask her where she is.
- I owe you an apology.
I wasn't all there for you when you needed me.
Are you OK? - Ask her where she is.
- How are you, honey?
Where are you?
- Did you sign the marriage papers yet?
Look, I know you don't like this,
but B says that I can't see you
until you sign them.
* *
- No, I haven't signed the papers
because I'm not going to sign the papers
because your father and I don't want you
to marry that man.
- OK. Bye, then.
- No, wait, wait, talk to your sisters.
Come on.
- Hi, Jan.
- Hey, Karen.
[whispering] Listen.
Has anything weird been going on?
Have you seen any UFOs?
- UFOs?
No, we haven't seen any.
Why are you asking about this?
- No reason.
Is Susan there?
Is she OK?
- She's fine.
She's right here.
Do you wanna talk to her? - Yeah. Now, please.
* *
- Hi, Jan.
- Hey, Susan. - We miss you.
How are you?
- I'm doing really good.
I just miss your voice. That's all.
Wait, hold on.
I need to put in more coins.
[buttons dialing]
I need to put in more coins.
[buttons dialing]
- It's nine quarters and a dime.
There are only six areas in the United States
that are $2.35 from Pocatello, Idaho,
five small municipalities
and Los Angeles.
- How many schools do you think are in L.A.?
- That's your job.
- Her name is Jan Broberg.
- And why exactly are you looking for this girl?
- We're checking all the schools in the area.
She here?
- No.
I'm sorry. I haven't seen her.
Good luck.
- Thank you, Sister. - Thank you.
- Right this way.
[phone rings]
- Hello?
- Hello, Mr. Tobler?
It's Sister Ramona with Flintridge Academy.
I know you said to only call this number in an emergency,
but I just wanted to tell you that I have never lied
to a police officer in my life.
They came here saying that they were looking for Janice,
but they had a different name.
It all seemed very strange.
So I told them that she wasn't here.
But if those were real officers,
then I don't want to mislead them.
- I'm sorry, it's the wrong number.
[hangs phone up]
[rapid footsteps]
[tense music]
* *
[tires screech, horn blares]
[horn blares] - Watch it, man!
- Sorry! Sorry! Sorry!
* *
[dialing phone]
[line trilling]
Hi, Sister Ramona, it's Frank Tobler.
Sorry, I had to tell you that was a wrong number.
I'm concerned there was a compromised line.
But I'm calling you back now from a secure line.
So, you know, you did the right thing.
You did the right thing not believing
those police impersonators.
And, you know, the U.S. government
thanks you for your service.
But you just-- you hang tight, OK?
And you tell Jan-- you tell Janice
I might have to, uh, come take her
out of school for just a little bit.
But you don't worry, because we will prevail.
OK, bye now.
[suspenseful music]
* *
[tires screech]
- Go with him.
Hi, buddy, no, no, no.
I need this phone.
Sorry.
Hello, operator.
This is agent Peter Welsh with the FBI.
I have a subpoena to search,
and I can stay on the phone with you for as long
as it takes till I verify my identity.
Now, what I need is the location
and the number of the call that was
just placed from this pay phone.
- Excuse me, can I help you?
- We're looking for Jan Broberg.
- I told your colleagues there's no one
here by that name.
I'd like to see some identification, please.
* *
[tires screech]
* *
[vehicle approaching]
[tires screech]
[tires screeching]
- [mouthing]
[over PA] - Robert Berchtold.
This is the FBI.
- Fuck!
- We have a warrant for your arrest.
- Fuck!
- We are not here to judge your innocence or guilt.
We want to extend to you the courtesy
of surrendering yourself without incident.
[tense music]
* *
I want you to immediately exit the RV
with your hands held high over your head.
Leave any weapons you may have behind.
* *
Robert Berchtold.
Exit the vehicle now.
- Jan Broberg?
Jan?
- Jan Broberg... - Jan!
- We're taking you into custody as a runaway.
- There's gotta be some kind of mistake.
My name is Janice Tobler.
My father is Frank Tobler.
* *
[Gordon Lightfoot's "Sundown"]
- Robert Berchtold, put your hands high in the air
where we can see them.
- How you doin', fellas?
* *
- * I can see her lying back *
* In her satin dress in a room *
- You have the right to remain silent.
Anything you say can and will be used against you
in a court of law.
You have the right to an attorney.
If you cannot afford an attorney,
one will be appointed for you.
Do you understand the rights that I just read to you?
- Yes, I do.
- * Sundown, you better take care *
- * If I find you've been creeping *
* 'Round my back stairs *
- I'm not Jan Broberg.
- * She's been looking like a queen *
* In a sailor's dream *
* And she don't always say what she really means *
* Sometimes I think it's a shame *
* When I get feeling better when I'm feeling no pain *
- As you know now,
our daughter was kidnapped a second time.
We kept the truth from the public
for strategic reasons
and also private reasons, which we now regret.
We made mistakes.
But that is just one of the things that happens to you
when you are targeted by a predator
of Robert Berchtold's abilities.
- * Sundown, you better take care *
* If I find you've been creeping 'round *
- Try not to go too hard on your folks
when I get you back.
They love you.
I don't know what you've been through, Jan,
but the faith that allowed him to manipulate
your mom and dad and all of you,
it's the same faith that's gonna get you through this.
Guess what?
I got your favorite in the glove compartment.
Here. [glove compartment clicks]
- I don't like those anymore.
- You're very important to a lot of people, Jan.
Don't forget that.
- Well, I wish I wasn't.
- When's Jan getting home?
- Any minute.
[light eerie music]
* *
- Hi, Janny.
It's so good to have you home.
- We got all your favorites.
We even stayed home from school.
- I'll let you all be.
- Thank you.
- Well, the woman of destiny returns.
[stomps down stairs]
[door slams]
[knocking]
- Jan, honey?
- Can we come in?
- Is there anything you wanna talk about?
- I'm not your daughter.
I never was, and I never will be.
The sooner you learn to accept that, the better.
[door slams]
[unsettling music]
* *