[BABY COOING]
COLETTE:
Kimmy, eat your food.
What do you got
going on today, LJ?
School.
And then swim practice.
Swim practice?
You made the team.
Oh, hey, Junior,
that's great.
I am so proud of you.
Did you hear that, Lane?
Come here, little princess.
Oh, yeah.
Nicely done, son.
[LANE CLEARS THROAT]
What's the matter, baby?
Yeah.
Hey, angel.
Don't forget your lunch.
Oh, uh...
Oh, that's right.
I said that
I'd give you money to buy lunch.
What's wrong with the sandwich
you just made him?
Well, I...
Huh, LJ?
Nothing.
All right, then.
Thanks, Mom.
Bye, Dad.
Did you order that crib,
like I asked?
Uh, yeah. I wanted to talk
to you about that.
Don't you think
it's a little expensive?
Let me worry
about the money, okay?
Time's up.
Daddy's gotta go
catch some bad guys now.
Oh, yes.
You're such a good big girl.
There you go.
Goodness.
So I have to work
late tonight.
Again?
Yeah.
Parent-teacher conferences.
I'll try not to work
too late.
You know, I think, uh,
her diaper rash
is really acting up again.
Are we out
of the cream again?
No, no.
Okay, good.
I'll leave you to it.
Okay.
Have a good day.
You too.
[♪♪♪]
[SIGHS]
Okay.
All right. Okay.
Mommy will be back
in two minutes, Kimberly.
Just two minutes,
okay?
CASHIER:
May I see some ID, please?
[♪♪♪]
All I can tell you
is that a man and woman
forced me from my car.
He made me lie down on
the ground while she took Kim.
WOMAN:
Mrs. Bradley, may I ask...?
MAN:
Questions, ma'am.
Look at that lot.
Go. Go.
You're trespassing.
Is that the dad?
LANE: Go. Get out!
Sergeant Lane Bradley.
He's a rising star
at Bethesda P.D.
Get the hell out of here,
you vultures!
And he's already accusing mom.
Mom?
Colette Bradley.
She's a fifth grade
public school teacher.
She's frightened,
guilty and ashamed.
Which is exactly what I'd be
if I just lost my baby.
And was about to lie to your
husband about it, and the world.
♪ Dream
Send me a sign ♪
♪ Turn back the clock
Give me some time ♪
♪ I need to break out
And make a new name ♪
♪ Let's open our eyes
To the brand new day ♪
REPORTER:
Can you give us any comment?
Please, give her some privacy.
Who's the knight?
According to
the police notes
he's a Dr. Stanley Heaton,
a family friend.
When the mother
found the baby was gone,
she called this guy.
What, she didn't call
her husband?
She hung up after about
three seconds.
All I can tell you
is that a man and woman
forced me from my car.
He made--
Well, there it is.
Flat, controlled,
mentally rehearsed delivery.
Complete with dead-still
eyeballs
trying desperately
not to give the game away.
[♪♪♪]
You see right there?
She's more frightened
of her husband
than of what might've
happened to her baby.
And the teenage son's
caught in the middle.
Yeah.
Go back to the group shot.
What kind of a doctor
do you think that he is?
My money's on shrink.
I'd say he's more like a,
I don't know, an ob-gyn.
Really?
Loker and Torres
can bring us
up to speed
when they get back.
In the meantime,
we got a baby missing, right?
Police told us to stick our nose
into that family.
Stick our noses
into their business.
That's exactly how
they put it, yes.
Where you two been?
It's a Saturday.
And I was out of town--
Bored.
There's a video on in the lab.
Catch yourselves up.
Where you going?
By the time we get back
I want Wallowski
with the mom and the dad.
Clock's ticking.
Gynecologist.
How did you know?
Woman's instinct.
That, or it was on
the police report all along.
Police report?
About Colette Bradley,
Dr. Heaton.
What about her?
A baby goes missing
in broad daylight...
And for all intents
and purposes,
you were the mother's
first call.
Colette Bradley
is a patient of mine.
Was a patient of mine.
Now, this is a fertility clinic,
right?
Was she and her husband
having problems?
Dr. Lightman, ever hear of
doctor-patient confidentiality?
We were hoping you could tell
something about the family
before we go talk to them.
Well, I can tell you this:
They don't deserve this.
It's a nightmare.
The Bradleys are good people.
Why were you her first
phone call and not her husband?
And why did she lie
about what happened?
She didn't lie.
CAL:
How do you know?
You don't know, do you?
But what you do know
is that she's capable of lying.
Oh, and big time.
Or is that something
covered
by all that confidentiality
bollocks and all?
We don't wanna punish anyone.
We just-- We just--
We just want her back home.
Well, her husband
is angled away from the wife.
Won't even look at her.
Which means
he doesn't believe
a word she's saying.
Anything else
taken from the car?
Colette mentioned Kim's blankets
were gone. Bottle too.
You got here quick.
I texted you 20 minutes ago.
Well, considering the nature
of the case, constable,
I took the liberty
of burning rubber.
Go easy.
They're here to help.
Shall we?
All right, Lane.
Well, for what it's worth,
I'm very sorry.
Yeah.
Can't even imagine,
really.
Can we just
get through this?
So you know
what we do here?
Yeah.
It's been explained to me.
You think your wife's lying
about what happened
to your daughter.
Now, why would you say that?
Well, you just said Wallowski
told you what we do here.
No. Colette's got
no reason to lie.
CAL:
Well, you know, you're a cop.
You bloody well know
everyone's got a reason
to lie. Right?
I'm sure this is very
difficult for you, Colette.
You trying to say you know
what I'm going through?
Can you run me
through what happened?
Um, I already told the police
everything that I know, so...
Mrs. Bradley,
the people looking for Kim,
they need all the help
they can get.
I need you to help me
to help them, okay?
Colette would never hurt
Kimberly.
Not the question.
My wife would never do anything
to hurt anyone in our family.
Well, not on your watch,
you mean.
Over your dead body.
Is that how you talk to her?
Is it?
You get good results that way,
do you?
They were both in their
late 20s, early 30s.
She wore a red sweatshirt,
jeans, sneakers.
Mm-hm. And the man?
Um, thin, uh, jean jacket,
cap, blue eyes.
And what did he say?
He told me to get down
on the ground, and then--
Was the door open?
She opened it.
My wife needs direction, okay?
I think you can understand that.
She can get careless
sometimes.
Well, she said that
the two kidnappers
came over to her car.
How's that careless?
Does your wife know that
you think that she's a liar?
RIA:
Just relax
and try to remember
what happened next.
Well, wait-- He...
What color did you say
her eyes were?
Um, blue.
You said
his eyes were blue.
You didn't actually see
any kidnappers, did you?
I...
You don't even think
you saw kidnappers.
What really happened,
Colette?
Oh, my God.
[COLETTE SOBBING]
He's gonna kill me.
Who?
My husband.
[♪♪♪]
What is this?
Well, this is your wife.
Mother of your children.
What did you say?
Are you talking to me?
I...
Oh, don't mind me, darling.
Just thinking out loud.
Anytime you're ready,
darling.
Anytime she's ready
for what?
Does everything
that comes out of your mouth
have to sound
pissed off?
Eh?
I mean, look at her.
She's already terrified.
Lane.
Lane, um...
I'm so sorry. I...
I left Kim in the car
just for a minute
so I could run
into the store.
You did what?
I just-- I...
I left the car out front,
and I ran in.
Wait a minute. You left the baby
alone in the car?
She was sleeping, Lane.
She was just asleep, so I--
What?
Easy. Easy.
Keep your distance.
I just had the painters in.
My house, my rules.
Where's Kimmy?
I swear to God, Lane,
I don't know.
Where is she?
You have to believe me, please.
Please, believe me.
Give me one good reason why.
Because I believe her
and I'm the expert.
You're the expert?
So Kimberly, she what,
she just disappeared?
I lied about the man
and the woman,
but someone did take her,
Lane.
Kimmy? Kimmy?
But these people think
that whoever took Kim
they're looking out for her,
you know.
That's why they took
the bottle and stuff.
What store?
What did you need so bad?
Diaper cream.
I went to get diaper cream.
Diaper cream?
I thought that you would
get angry
if I told you
that we were out
so I just thought I'd go
to the drugstore and get it.
You see, this what she does.
She blames everybody else
for her screwups.
Now it's my fault.
And you were wondering
why she called Dr. Heaton
in her moment of terror.
Well, I don't have time
for this.
I need to find my little girl
before she turns up dead.
Lane, that is not fair! You--
[♪♪♪]
She is our little girl,
Lane.
Well, with a little help
from Dr. Heaton, right?
How do you know about that?
You just confirmed it
for me, mate.
Yeah? Well,
that's none of your business.
You got any idea the courage
it took for her
to admit how she lost Kimberly?
And when are you gonna
have the guts
to admit your part
in all of this?
[CELL PHONE RINGING]
Hi.
You must be Junior.
It's LJ.
I'm Cal Lightman.
The cops hired me to help find
your little sister.
Yeah, well, I hope you're good
at what you do.
What happened to your hand?
Hurt it at soccer practice.
My hands used to look like that
when I was your age.
Wanna know why?
You pissed
a lot of people off?
You see, that's good,
that's good, that is.
Now we got a bit of a back
and forth going.
So who'd you hit?
No one.
Really?
He had it coming.
Oh, yeah? Why?
Because he was talking smack.
About your family, eh?
About your dad, the cop? No?
About your mom?
What did he say about her?
She's a teacher.
What do you think they say?
Now, listen.
You either answer my questions
like a grown-up,
or I'll find my answers
my own way. Are we clear?
So they taunt you
about your mom. So what?
She teaches at my school,
okay?
There are rumors.
Rumors you're ashamed of.
Your dad hear
any of these rumors, did he?
I seriously hope not.
What, for your mom's sake?
Why would anyone
wanna take your little sister?
I don't know. Probably to get
back at my dad for something.
He locks up
a lot of people.
Even if he's got
nothing to do with this
you're gonna blame him anyway,
right? Fair enough.
Now, back to that shame.
Rumors about your mom
and who, LJ?
[♪♪♪]
GILLIAN:
Thank you for seeing us,
Principal Aston.
ASTON:
Anything I can do to help.
CAL:
I've just been talking
to the other Bradley child
that you sent home
early today.
Lane Junior needs to be
with his family.
I think that's obvious.
Did you send him home
because he was throwing
his fists about?
Um...
He has problems
controlling his temper,
if that's what you're asking.
What, controlling
his temper with you?
I beg your pardon?
Beg all you like,
but you got a kid
in your school
whose baby sister's
gone missing
and who's having
to get into fights
to defend
his mother's good name
because of rumors
that are flying about.
What are you driving at?
Is Mrs. Bradley
a good teacher?
One of my best.
Good in the classroom?
Oh, outstanding.
And in the sack?
Just say no if you don't know
the answer, Mr. Aston.
Okay, okay.
That's enough. Um, ahem.
Yes, uh, Colette
and I met outside school
a few times
over the last few years.
You and Colette have been having
an affair for a few years.
Did it cross your mind--?
Yes, yes.
Of course,
it's crossed my mind.
That the baby was yours.
You didn't practice safe sex?
Ouch. That's the DNA test
I might never want to happen.
Are you suggesting
that to avoid
Lane Bradley finding out
that I would, um--?
Kidnap the baby?
You know, you gotta
stop doing that.
You really gotta stop
doing that thing,
clenching of the jaw.
Dead giveaway every time.
Yes, I'm scared.
And, no, I'm not proud
of what we--
But I did not kidnap
the baby.
But you will come up
as a suspect.
And Lane will find out
that you've been having
an affair with his wife.
So do you think it's better
if he finds out
while he's under investigation
or at another time
when he's alone with Colette
and his service revolver?
[♪♪♪]
CAL:
A school principal
is too organized, you know.
This smells
spur-of-the-moment to me.
Coffee?
I could murder a cup of tea.
Those the photos I asked for?
Press conference.
Dr. Heaton you already know.
The rest are cops and neighbors.
Yeah.
So, what were you doing
out of town, then?
I was on my way to meet--
Bored.
You notice anything unusual
about the cops in this photo?
ELI:
Not really.
You notice anything unusual
about the cops in this photo?
Um, they're pretty much
all kind of hunks?
That's what Loker said.
Hilarious.
Uh, they're all there
for the father,
not so much for the mother.
Right.
Well, obviously.
Not really surprising, though.
I mean, they are cops.
What about this one?
Dr. Heaton.
Mm. He's no hunk.
Excuse me?
It was a joke.
There's a missing baby, Eli.
Yes, I know there's--
Are you two messing with me?
He looks worried to me.
I'm not worried.
Why would I be? I'm fine.
Not you.
The doctor in the photograph.
He looks worried
about the mother and father.
Torres tell you that?
Right. Yeah.
Torres told me that.
Did Torres
really tell you that?
Absolutely.
Good girl.
Right. Anything else?
Uh, Wallowski called.
Colette Bradley will be home
within the hour.
Right. Cancel le beverage.
Tea or coffee?
[♪♪♪]
Hey, babe.
Your boss, Aston,
called me.
Told me everything.
And now
you are officially
dead to me.
We can fix this, Lane, okay?
We can.
We just need to find
Kimmy first.
What's going on, Mom?
How do I even know
Kimmy is my kid
with you whoring around
like that?
How can you even say that?
You know that she's yours.
Get out of my house!
Hey. Easy, LJ.
Oi, LJ.
Big, tough cop like your dad,
standing with a beer
in his hand
yelling threats at his wife
and son.
You take it from me, mate.
He's not worth it.
Colette, LJ, come on.
Let's go. Come on.
What are you doing here?
We're trying to find
your baby, Lane.
Yeah? Well, you're not gonna
find her here.
Why's that, then?
You got her stashed
somewhere else, have you? Eh?
Well, that'll teach missus
not to be so careless.
Get the hell
out of my house.
Make me, officer.
[GRUNTS]
Hey, Lane. Back off.
Oh, hello.
You're gonna have to do
a lot better than that, mate.
Hello, Willie.
"iam."
What?
William.
Oh, yeah. Right, yeah.
"The Federalist Papers."
Really?
Is this what you two get up to
behind my back?
Uh, no. We make out.
Thanks for that.
You asked.
I gotta get going.
Defensive line practice
in the morning.
Okay. Uh, thanks for the help.
Same time tomorrow?
Sure. If that's cool
with your dad.
Why did I have
to have a daughter?
You know, actually,
come over an hour earlier.
We can make out.
A lippy daughter.
What are you grinning at?
You two. It's cool.
Bye, then.
Liam was coaching me
so I can take down this idiot
that's on the other debate team.
Idiot?
Mm-hm.
Sounds a bit personal.
That's pretty rich,
coming from you.
I go up against
a lot of different people, Em,
but it's never personal.
Ooh.
Never disrespect
your opponent, Em.
Or your dad, for that matter.
So I should just
bully them, then.
I shake people up
until they lose control and
forget to hide their emotions.
Not the same
as bullying at all.
You really think
I'm disrespectful to you?
You can't help it.
I'm the authority figure.
It's in your blood.
Don't argue.
Bully.
Thank you
for coming back in.
Like I have a choice.
Well, you have a brain,
don't you?
We have unfinished business,
you and I.
So how long have you known
that Colette was having
an affair with Ben Aston?
I found out
when Aston called me.
All right.
Well, answer the question, then.
How long have you known?
And that wasn't surprise
on your face
back at the house, was it?
So how long
are you gonna make me wait
for the truth, Lane?
[SIGHS]
Colette took night courses.
She, uh, stayed late
for conferences. You name it.
I'm a cop. I know
when something's not right.
And add to that that you
and Colette couldn't conceive.
Which is how come Dr. Heaton's
involved in all of this, right?
Explain to me what this has
to do with finding my daughter.
When your wife said that the
baby was yours, both of yours,
even though you knew
she'd had an affair
you never questioned
that you were the father?
Kimberly is my daughter.
When I made that crack
about her being the mother
of your children,
she tried to hide her shame.
You are not the father
of both children.
[♪♪♪]
You ever wonder
why Kimberly doesn't look
even the littlest bit
like you?
CAL:
Now you're wondering,
"Well,
if I'm not Kimberly's father,
what the hell is Heaton's role
in all of that?"
You find that out,
you might find the baby.
Morning, Dr. Foster.
Satisfied customers?
And their babies.
Can we take this
in my office, please?
No.
Excuse me?
We did that before
and it didn't work very well.
Is Lane Bradley
Kim's real father?
Well, both their names
are on the birth certificate.
But you can put
anything you want
on a birth certificate,
right?
Lane and Colette Bradley
are Kimmy's parents,
period.
Parents?
Yeah, as opposed to "mother"
and "father."
That's a very carefully put
language distinction
and technically true.
I mean, Lane and Colette
are raising her
even if they weren't
the biological parents.
You got any kids yourself,
Dr. Heaton?
I'll take that as a "no,"
then.
Yet somehow, you think
of all of these babies
as yours, you know,
in a way.
A kind of substitute
parenthood.
Well, no one would
argue with that.
Now, if you don't mind,
please.
Do any of your patients
ever get the wrong sperm?
[♪♪♪]
Miss Tatum, I'm sorry,
I'll be...
I'm not gonna talk about this
any further out here.
I mean,
do they ever get it mixed up,
you know, accidentally?
Okay, how about intentionally?
Lane Bradley
isn't Kim's biological father.
He's the father.
I did the work myself.
How long did the process take?
Don't give us
that patient-doctor crap
or we'll take this
back out there.
Five years.
The process to get them pregnant
took five years.
Right. Thank you.
Next question:
Would a doctor like you
help the process along by making
a little donation of his own?
That's outrageous.
It's disgusting, yeah.
You get a lot of cards
from your patients.
More than I can count.
It's funny, though,
because you get a card
from the Bradleys, right,
and it's the only one that ends
up in a schmancy frame
and it's their little girl
who gets taken.
As you already know,
we've grown
particularly close.
We think that whoever
Kim's father is might have her.
Lane is her father.
I don't know how I can make this
more clear to you people.
Well, you could say it again,
all right,
but this time,
without squinting
and pressing your lips
together and that.
Lane isn't the father.
So who is, then?
Oh, let me guess.
It's confidential.
Well, this conversation
never happened.
No, we got it all
from your face, mate.
And from what you didn't say.
And your point is?
Wallowski found some video
from a drugstore
surveillance camera.
This is from this morning.
The same drugstore
Kim was taken from.
Lane Bradley goes in early
on his shift and
he buys diapers.
Get him in the cube,
pronto.
I know I'm not the best
husband or dad in the world.
That's my part in this.
You asked me when I was going
to admit that.
Well, there you have it.
But I am a good cop.
That is, until the day
when I stop looking for Kimmy.
We got video of you
buying diapers this morning.
I always buy diapers today.
You got plenty of baby supplies
at home, Lane. Care to explain?
[♪♪♪]
He has to buy them,
don't you?
So you can keep believing.
Otherwise, you have to admit
to yourself
that you've lost all hope,
right?
Go get your wife and your son,
and bring them back here.
Gently.
Okay.
Wallowski will get Dr. Heaton,
not so gently.
Heaton's
involved in this?
CAL:
He's standing
in the way of the truth.
You thank me
when we get your baby back.
All right?
[KNOCKING ON DOOR]
Yeah?
What's the meaning of this?
Well, I think we're just about
to find that out.
RIA [OVER MONITOR]:
Have you ever had an affair
with anyone
other than your boss?
What kind of question is that?
The kind we can't help
answering with our faces.
So just one affair, then?
Stanley Heaton told you.
No.
I take it from that look
that he knows
and he's just covering
for you.
I just want my baby back.
Is your boss, Ben Aston,
the real father of your baby?
[♪♪♪]
But he doesn't know
that he's the father.
I never told him.
As far as he's concerned
Dr. Heaton's
fertility treatments
with me and my husband
worked.
All right,
so Colette came to you
and she told you she was having
an affair with Ben Aston.
She thought that he made her
pregnant, right?
She never told me
the name of the father
and I didn't wanna know.
So there's no reason
to suspect
that Aston may have
taken the baby?
Colette, come on.
You just said
you want your baby back.
Simple answers
to simple questions, please.
So you think it's Ben?
RIA:
Or anyone else
who considers himself
a part of the family.
We think whoever took your baby
had the key to your car
or they knew
where the spare was.
I keep the spare
in the junk drawer
in the kitchen.
[♪♪♪]
Well, that just opened up
a whole new line of thinking
into who could've done this.
So
in this one, you're sort of
smiling at your dad.
Am I?
Yeah.
A little bit.
Just a little bit.
If you say so.
I don't see it.
You ever seen your dad cry?
I saw your dad cry.
I saw him cry today
when I questioned him.
You see?
There it is again.
That's the same smile.
You enjoy it, don't you?
You enjoy seeing him suffer.
Are you crazy?
Restless leg syndrome.
See, I think you and I,
I think we're starting
to understand each other.
You hate your dad,
but you love your mom.
Worst day of your mom's life.
The worst day.
You won't even
look at her.
Nope, nope.
I don't have to talk to you.
I told you, you can't
help talking to me.
Don't you get it?
So did you take her
just to hurt your dad?
It's like there's no one else
in that family.
Just him and his princess,
Kimmy.
Where is she?
I didn't plan to take her.
I was just walking to school.
Saw the car
parked outside the drugstore
and I got an idea.
That's a load of bollocks.
Because your mom's spare keys
were in the junk drawer
in the kitchen, right?
So you did plan this.
What'd you do to her?
Did you kill her?
Did you kill a little baby
just to stick it
to your dad,
once and for all?
[♪♪♪]
If you wanna stand up
to your dad, right,
you can do better than this.
Sit down, son.
This hurts everyone.
This hurts your mom.
It hurts Kimberly.
Sit down, son.
Where is she?
You don't know
what it's like
to have a dad like him.
All right, try this one
on for size, right?
Three nights a week, minimum,
right, he goes straight
from work to the bar.
When he does stumble home,
middle of the night
stinking of booze, he's in the
kitchen, yelling at your mom.
And, you know, maybe he's
knocking her about a bit, right?
You can hear all this
from where you are.
You're hiding
in your bedroom, right?
There's nothing you can do
about it. You're up there.
You're laying in bed
and you're waiting.
You're waiting because
you know what's coming next.
It's footsteps
on the stairs, right?
And you've given up on God,
God knows when,
but you're laying there,
and you're praying.
"Make it stop.
Please, make it stop."
Sound familiar?
No?
So your dad
didn't actually hit you.
Or your mom.
Well, in that case,
you're right.
I have absolutely no idea
what that's like.
Kimberly is at
a friend's house.
Her parents
are out of town.
[♪♪♪]
[COLETTE CHUCKLES]
Hi.
Hi. Hi, you sweet.
I missed you so much.
Oh, my baby. My sweet.
I know, I know.
Hi.
Thank you
for bringing her back safe.
Her rash is better.
The cream.
Oh, LJ.
What happened?
Kimmy's home, Lane.
Thank God.
Baby.
Okay.
[♪♪♪]
Let's go inside.
Yeah.
Let's get her inside.
Thank you.
[SIGHS]
We got a lot of talking
to do, Dad.
Yeah.
We gotta take LJ in, Lane.
What? You kidding me?
He kidnapped your daughter.
No. No,
we're not pressing charges.
That's not up to you
and you know it.
If it's any consolation,
your wife gets a pass
on the false statement.
Let's go, LJ.
MAN:
Over here.
Watch your head.
You gonna be all right?
[SIGHS]
Ask me when I get
my whole family back.
Oy.
Go easy.
[♪♪♪]
The framers never imagined
that their intentions
would be scrutinized.
You read the document?
Of course,
I've read the document.
Don't do that, Em.
Don't do that.
Don't roll your eyes,
make it personal.
I didn't roll my eyes.
Pull the other one.
I didn't. Liam?
I'd stay out of this,
if I were you.
Great.
I didn't roll my eyes.
You were about to.
I didn't.
You're the only person
who would know that.
And I'm not debating you,
he hasn't read it.
I have.
He has.
Whatever.
Apology accepted.
Never directly engage
the enemy, Em.
Just pretend they're not there.
No eye contact, nothing.
Enemy? Isn't that personal?
Exactly how you said not to be?
I was just beginning
to like you, son.
Even though we make out?
I'm out of it.
Good luck with her, mate.
Meaning the debate is over?
Meaning round one to Emily.
Eleven to go.
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