-Previously on "Sacred Lies"...
-You asked about the song. -How did my mom know it?
Why did she sing it to me? -It's all connected.
But you need to hear the whole story from the beginning,
or you won't understand.
-Hey!
-Sneakers. -It's Lily.
Our Jane Does were sisters.
We were able to get a DNA match for the fetus' father.
-Wait, what?
-Elsie Silver?
I'm investigating a case.
Do you recognize these women?
-He said he met these two girls in the woods singing.
But it sounded more like a fairy tale than the real thing.
-Where have you been?
-What's going on?
-Hey, Els.
♪♪
-Evening.
We're looking for your dad.
We just have a couple questions for him.
-He was just here. Peter?
Where are my car keys? [ Engine revs in distance ]
Peter?
♪♪
-Case #20-054.
Cherry Falls Jane Does.
Two women. Sisters.
18 to 24 years old.
Isotope analysis on bones and teeth
indicate they grew up in the Colorado area,
but may have been traveling around the Southwestern US
before their deaths.
Victim one died from blunt-force trauma to the head.
The parietal bone was shattered.
Cranial fracturing embedded fragments into the brain.
Victim two was killed from a bullet wound
entering under the left rib,
passing through the lung and heart.
She was approximately eight weeks pregnant.
They died around the same time
and are believed to be the victims of the same killer.
♪♪
-Do you remember them?
Could've been your babysitters, your dad's friends?
-I've never seen them before.
-How am I supposed to get to the salon without a car?
I -- I have back-to-back clients tomorrow.
I can't be Ubering everywhere.
Do you know what it costs to feed six kids?
-Whatever you think Peter did, you're wrong.
He wouldn't hurt these girls. -But he'd steal a car and run.
-Elsie, you've had, what, three visits with this guy?
You don't know what he'd do. -Shut up.
No one asked you.
-Look.
All we want to do is talk to him.
That's it.
If you have any idea where he may have gone...
-I don't.
This is a waste of time.
You're asking me the same questions
that other cop already asked me.
-What other cop?
[ Up-tempo music playing ]
-♪ Hey! ♪
♪ Pour some water on me, baby, and watch me grow ♪
♪♪
[ Knock on glass ]
♪ Put on a movie ♪
♪ I'll fall asleep with the lights down low ♪
[ Music shuts off ]
-What are you doing here?
How did you get in?
-You'd be surprised how many doors open
when you act like you know where you're going.
I need you to run this for some DNA.
-What is it?
-A girl named Elsie.
Her dad's also the father of the Jane Doe's baby.
Her mom's disappeared off the face of the Earth.
I think there's a connection.
Maybe if you check for a maternal match in the system...
-Mm, okay. No, I'm sorry.
I can't. -Why not?
-Because I can't just go around testing random evidence.
Because you're not supposed to be here,
and I -- I could get fired.
-You're the one who came to me with those test results.
-Which was obviously a serious lapse in judgment.
-Come on, Sneakers.
-It's Lily, and -- -Lily. Lily, listen to me.
Are you gonna keep following the rules
and dancing when nobody's looking?
Or do you want to be a part of something
that could actually change a girl's life?
-What the hell are you doing here?
-What?
-What do you mean, "What?"
-I'm visiting my friend.
-Something tells me you don't have friends.
I know you went looking for Peter Wolfe
and talked to his kid
and impersonated an officer.
-No, I never said I was a cop.
-Well, did Elsie assume you were a cop
and you didn't correct her?
-I don't know. I'm not a mind reader.
-You could get in some serious trouble for this.
You understand that, right?
♪♪
-I need to help on this case, okay?
♪♪
-I think what you need is some help --
someone to talk to.
And if you don't have anyone, I can get you a referral.
-Okay, you can call me crazy,
you can write me off and stick to your red tape,
but I'm gonna solve this shit without you.
Give me my stuff back.
-I'm sorry, I don't know what you're talking about.
-Hey, leave her alone.
You come anywhere near this case again, and I will arrest you.
♪♪
[ Guitar strumming ]
♪♪
-Don't touch that!
Don't you ever touch that!
-[ Crying ]
-I'm sorry. You okay?
♪♪
You can come out. I'm not gonna hurt you.
Here, you want your unicorn?
♪♪
¿No habla inglés?
-No.
♪♪
-Where are you from?
[ App translating in Spanish ]
-Guadalajara. -[ Chuckles lightly ]
-[ Speaking Spanish ]
-I don't know why I'm here.
♪♪
-I don't know why I'm here either.
♪♪
-I know, can you believe that son of a bitch?
And after everything I do for his brat of a daughter.
[ Sighs ]
Mom, I got to go.
[ Phone beeps ]
Eavesdropping isn't polite.
-Did you know Nita can speak?
She just doesn't know English. -Yes, of course I know.
She's from...Mexico, I think.
-So you know that she was taken from her parents at the border?
-That's right, because they tried to come in illegally.
-Where are they now?
Nita wants to talk to them.
-Well, that's not possible.
Her parents were deported,
and they lost all their rights over Nita,
and they don't know that she's here,
and we don't know where they're at.
-Wait. You lost her parents?
-I didn't lose anyone.
I don't make the laws.
-My dad just abandoned me, again.
And you're telling me
that Nita has parents who actually love her
and want to be with her, and you're keeping her from them?
That's kidnapping. -I am not kidnapping her.
I clothe her. I feed her.
I keep a roof over her head.
It is not my fault that she has bad parents.
-You don't know that.
You don't know that about any of our parents.
-Come back here! Elsie!
♪♪
[ Door opens, slams ]
♪♪
-Hey.
You remember me?
-I'm not supposed to talk to you.
You're not a cop.
You're, like, some crazy person.
-Okay. Yeah, you're right. I'm not a cop.
But you know what cops think about girls like you?
You're all just a number to them. That's it.
That's what they think about all these women.
You're just numbers in a case file.
And I'm just a pain in their ass,
so they want me to disappear. -So, why don't you?
If you're not a cop, why are you doing all this?
-Because I think everybody deserves
to have the dignity of a name.
They deserve to matter to somebody.
-Were you, like, trained as a private investigator?
-No.
I'm a telemarketer.
-Have you ever even solved a case in your life?
-Yes.
Once.
I...
I looked into your mother.
There was no death certificate --
not under the name that Peter gave, anyway.
-My dad said she died. She had cancer.
-Yeah, I'm having a real hard time corroborating that.
Look, there's two dead women in the woods.
One is pregnant with your dad's child.
And your mother is missing, too.
I mean, that's a hell of a coincidence, don't you think?
-So, if there's no death certificate,
does that mean Peter lied?
Maybe my mom didn't die.
She could still be out there somewhere.
-Well, I don't know.
But I'm gonna find out.
Do you want to help me?
♪♪
-♪ I wanna go where it stays the same ♪
♪♪
♪ Where everyone knows everybody's name ♪
♪♪
♪ And I wanna feel that old summer rain in my town ♪
♪♪
♪ My town ♪
-One, two, three...
-♪ And I wanna drive down the roads I know ♪
♪ They don't have signs, but I know where to go in my town ♪
-[ Grunting ] -♪ In my town ♪
♪ Where everybody falls in love ♪
♪ With the first one that they kiss ♪
♪ And that kiss, it lasts a lifetime ♪
♪ In my town ♪ [ Music fades ]
-How do you do that?
Just pull songs out of the air.
-I don't.
It's kind of like...
Okay. Close your eyes.
Close your eyes.
-[ Laughing ] Okay. -Okay, now,
what do you wish you could see...
or feel?
Even if it's impossible, even if doesn't exist.
♪♪
That's all it is.
It's just the stuff inside your heart
that's trying to find a way out.
Everyone has a song inside of them.
♪♪
-I don't know about that.
[ Water splashes in distance ]
♪♪
-Let's go swimming.
-[ Chuckles ]
♪♪
Aw, he's shy.
-So, you've never smoked pot,
and you've never seen a girl in her underwear.
-[ Chuckles ] -Who are you?
♪♪
It's warm.
Come on! And it's -- it's not dirty.
It's just red from the plants.
Come on, lost boy!
-Watch it!
-Come on, shadow!
-You're the shadow.
[ Both laughing ]
♪♪
[ Laughter continues ]
-Oh, my God. What happened to your arm?
♪♪
-It's nothing. It's just a hunting accident.
-What the hell were you hunting? -Dragons!
-[ Shrieks, laughs ]
-So, what does that make you?
Some kind of, uh, knight in shining armor?
[ Both laugh ]
-[ Screams ]
[ Camera shutter clicking ]
♪♪
-Hey! What the hell are you doing?!
It's that guy again -- the one who's been creeping on us!
-Perv! -Come on!
Let's get him! Come on!
♪♪
-So, have any of these people actually been found?
-Some of them, yes.
Some are victims, some are perpetrators.
-I guess the innocent ones are the ones with smiles?
-[ Chuckles ] Not necessarily, no.
I tend to draw those when there's something unique
or unusual about the person's teeth.
Like this one.
She kidnapped a kid from a mall.
The nanny remembered seeing her because of that gap.
-I told you, I can't remember anything about my mother's face.
-Maybe he can help you remember.
-Hey, don't worry. We're gonna take it slow.
And if there's something you don't remember,
you just say, "I don't know," and we'll move on.
It's that easy.
Tell you what -- why don't we start with her eyes.
What were they like?
-I don't know.
-Well, were they big or small?
Almond or round?
-I don't know.
-What about her hair?
Was it curly or straight? Is there anything you remember
about it? -[ Sighs ]
-You're right -- we're wasting this guy's time.
-Hey... [ Sighs ]
I was a few years older than you.
I was in art school.
And one night, I'm walking home from a party,
and out of nowhere -- whack!
Right to the back of my head.
This man hit me with a pipe,
dragged me into an alley, and raped me.
It was dark, and I was out cold for most of it.
So when the police asked me to describe him, I couldn't do it.
But then I started thinking about
the feeling of the pavement on my skin...
the smell of the dumpster...
his breath on my neck.
Slowly, his face started to come back to me,
and so I started to draw him -- over and over and over again.
And the police used one of those drawings to identify him.
That's how I ended up doing this.
-Hmm.
-All I have of my mom's is her guitar
and part of this song I think she sang to me,
but I can barely remember the lyrics.
-Don't worry about the lyrics. Just sit down.
Close your eyes.
Now, I know you can't remember your mother's face,
but is there a memory you can associate with her?
Maybe it's a place she took you
or a special kind of food she used to make.
-I think I remember her shoes.
They were red and strappy.
-What color was her skin?
-Same as mine.
And I remember her earring.
Dangly, um...
a lot of different-colored beads.
-So she was wearing it?
Do you remember if her earlobe was attached or if it stuck out?
-I don't remember.
But...
I remember touching it.
-So she was holding you.
How did you feel?
♪♪
-Safe.
♪♪
[ Crying ] I felt safe.
♪♪
And her hair was curly, and dark like mine.
[ Exhales sharply ]
♪♪
She had nice eyes.
They were almond-shaped, dark.
-What about her eyebrows?
Were they curved or arched?
Thin or thick?
-Curved, I think.
♪♪
-What do you think?
♪♪
-Thank you.
♪♪
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-Ma'am, I'm so sorry.
I'm in the middle of dinner with my family right now.
Have a good night.
[ Telephone beeps ]
♪♪
[ Cellphone beeps ]
♪♪
[ Beeping ] -[ Chuckles ]
♪♪
[ Cellphone ringing ]
♪♪
-Hello?
-Mom? -Amelia?
-[ Clears throat ]
-Why are you calling me?
-[ Sighs ] I don't know, I just...
I just...
I wanted to hear your voice.
-It breaks my heart to know
you're out there living that way.
Don't call again.
♪♪
[ Call ends ]
♪♪
-[ Crying ] And I miss you.
♪♪
[ Sobs ]
♪♪
-That your mom?
She looks like you. -You think so?
Never seen anybody that looked like me before.
I look nothing like my dad.
-Sorry about what I said
about you not knowing your dad.
-You were right.
I don't know why I want to believe him so bad.
It's dumb.
-It's not dumb.
It's science.
You know, it's a biological imperative,
needing people the way that we do.
It's how humans survive.
Like...
when they first took us, my...
my little brother went to this white family in Aurora.
This little dude, like...
he kicked, and he screamed, and he bit the social worker
when they tried to take him away from me.
And every time I spoke to him after that,
he would just be like, "Where's Mom?
When's Mom coming back?"
Couldn't answer him.
'Cause I didn't know.
So he ran away.
I think he was trying to find us.
So they took him, and they sent him downtown to the Center.
-I spent a year and a half at the Center.
It sucks, but...
some people who work there are really trying to help.
-Yeah.
But a kid needs a family.
Everybody -- Everybody needs a family.
-I wanted so badly for my mom to still be alive.
But now that I have this milk carton picture of her,
maybe the answers I'm looking for
are so terrible I'm better off not knowing.
-Whatever you find out, you can handle it.
You're tough as steel.
♪♪
Listen.
I'm gonna go to college,
and I'm gonna get a good job,
and I'm gonna get my brother back.
That's gonna happen.
And you're gonna find out what happened to your mom.
And you're gonna go,
and you're gonna be this huge singer
who tours around the world with a dark past,
and you're gonna forget all about me.
That's what's gonna happen.
-You're right about one thing.
I'm definitely gonna forget about you.
-[ Laughs ]
No, you're not.
♪♪
I'm supposed to be
scrubbing Velveeta off some dishes right now.
♪♪
[ Door closes ]
-♪ My eyes are wide open ♪
♪ We can make it ♪
♪ To the other side ♪
♪♪
♪ We will both ♪
♪ Wind up broken ♪
♪ Certain that we have time ♪
♪ But on a day ♪
♪ Much like this one ♪
♪ We're gonna get back up ♪
♪ And we will rise ♪
-Get him!
Get that creep! -Perv!
♪♪
-[ Grunts ] -Aah!
Aah! My eye! My eye!
♪♪
-[ Panting ] What did you do?
♪♪
-♪ We're gonna get back up ♪
-♪ We will riiiiiiise ♪
♪ We will riiiiiiiise ♪
[ Engine starts ]
[ Those Darlins' "Night Jogger" blaring on radio ]
-♪ It makes you think ♪
♪ Night jogger ♪
♪ What you runnin' from? ♪ [ Knock on door ]
-What do you want?
-Um, can I come in?
Sorry.
Is this a bad time?
-I wasn't expecting company,
so...
-Um...
My sneakers... [ Chuckles ]
You know why I wear them?
'Cause sometimes they're the only bright thing in my day.
All I do is deal with the worst possible things
that could happen to a person.
I hate my job.
-Well, so, quit.
-I have a -- I have a degree in chemistry
that I'm still paying student loans for.
And I love the science part. I love DNA.
They're these little storybooks
that we carry around in ourselves
that tell us who we are.
It's...
It's really beautiful to me.
-Alright, so don't quit.
What do you want from me?
-I -- I want to help.
-You ran Elsie's DNA?
You found her mother?
-N-No, but what I did find -- it's gonna blow your mind.
But...
I need you to promise this stays between us.
You can't come to my work again.
-Sure.
-I need you to say it.
-I promise.
Scout's honor.
♪♪
He's not your father.
-What?
-I tested your DNA.
Peter is not your father.
♪♪
Next time on "Sacred Lies"...
-So you just drop a bomb on my life,
tell me my dad's not my dad, then ditch me?
-I didn't ditch anything.
The sheriffs are out there trying to find Peter.
I'm trying to figure out how you're connected.
-If there's a chance there's somebody out there for me,
I need to find them now. I'm connected to Peter.
Peter's connected to those dead sisters.
I don't want to wait around to find out who I am.
-These are pretty girls.
They'd be hard to forget, wouldn't they?
-Hello? Is anyone home? I'm lost. Please open up.