(suspenseful music)
♪
Which way?
It's down that path,
you get to the ocean, can't miss it.
I'll come with you.
It's not far at all.
♪
-Keep going? -Yeah.
It's just further up here.
Right down that way, right up here to the left.
♪
Just around the bend.
♪
Yep, right down there.
Isn't that beautiful?
Right there, can't miss it, right to the right.
♪
That's the house right there, you see it?
♪
-(grunt) -(scream)
(somber music)
♪
(peaceful music)
♪
(Michelle) Honey, hurry up, we're gonna be late.
(birds chirping)
(indistinct chatter)
(Blake) Hey Mom, guess what? I found it.
What?
I found the decorations.
They were in the attic, behind all the Christmas stuff.
You just had to look for it, though.
(Michelle) Thank you, sweetie.
(Blake) All right.
(Michelle) Try it, what do you think?
-What do you think, good? -Mmm, it's really good, yeah.
(Michelle) I hope they like it.
Oh, look at the time, we've got to go.
Morning, everything okay?
(Michelle) Well, the delivery truck was 30 minutes late and I have
to get her to school or she's gonna miss first period.
(Sal) I am parked behind you but I can take her.
(Blake) Can I drive?
No.
(Sal) Come on.
-Zoink! -Bye, Mom.
-Love you. -I love you, bye.
-Have a good day. -Uh-huh.
(Michelle) Sal, thank you.
(soft music)
♪
(car radio playing)
♪
(Sal) Oh, I love D.C. Conway, turn it up.
(Blake and Sal) ♪ Tonight you're mine ♪
♪ So come inside ♪
♪ If you're feeling dizzy look at me ♪
♪ It's just your body breaking free ♪
♪ Baby, we're finding Heaven on the dance floor ♪
♪ We're finding Heaven on the dance floor ♪
♪
Do you sing at school?
Sal, I'm trying to make friends, not lose them.
(Sal) I know, but you're good.
No.
I'm just saying.
(school bell rings)
(upbeat music)
♪
(Blake) Thanks for the ride.
♪
-Hey. -Hey.
(Mason) Five hundred bucks to go.
(Blake) You're so close.
How long is that going to take?
(Mason) Three more weeks at Lucio's Pizza,
two extra weekend shifts,
and next month, I can drive you to school.
(Blake) I like walking most days, it's not far.
(Mason) No self-respecting senior walks to school.
♪
You can bet Christa never walks.
(Blake) I wish I was like her-- popular, beautiful.
(Mason) You've got way more to offer than her.
-You're kind, smart-- -And a loser.
(Mason) No, you've got brains and beauty and a big voice.
When you sing, that is.
(Blake) You're so biased, Mason, but I love it.
(phone dialing)
(phone ringing)
(Sal) Wow, Michelle, those look good.
(Michelle) Yeah, wanted to try something new--peach apple prosciutto.
(male speaker) Hello, this is Mike.
(Sal) Hi, can I speak with Accounts?
-Outstanding invoices. -May I tell them who's calling?
(Sal) Uh-huh, this is LA All-Star Catering.
(male speaker) You mind holding?
(Sal) Sure, I'll hold.
Hey, do you think that Blake's got a couple of, like,
hidden tattoos somewhere that she's not telling us about?
-What? -Well, I mean,
she's, like, the most well-behaved teen ever,
so I figure there's gotta be something she's keeping from us.
(scoffs)
I am only joking.
But it did get me thinking, you have done
such a good job raising her.
Especially on your own.
Can you believe it's been nearly 10 years since Ryan died?
Well, as Supermom, I was thinking maybe
you can just over for this little one and then I'll
come back in say, like, 18 years for all the fun.
(male speaker) Hi, Sherry says the check's in the mail.
That's absolutely fine, we can accept
a three week late payment,
but there's going to be a 5 percent late payment charge.
(male speaker) I understand.
(Sal) I'll check our account later.
-All right, thanks. -Thank you.
Well-played.
(Sal) Oh, you know.
(soft music)
(crickets chirping)
♪
Okay.
♪
Okay, um, so this is
a little song that I wrote.
I hope you like it.
(picking guitar softly)
♪
♪ You're smiling ♪
♪ But you're lying to me ♪
♪ 'Cause you're hurting ♪
♪ And you can't seem to break free ♪
♪
♪ You can't deny that what's inside ♪
♪ Is eating you alive ♪
♪ It's eating you alive ♪
♪ You're beautiful but you can't seem ♪
♪ To break these walls down ♪
♪ That are holding you ♪
♪ Back from the world ♪
♪ You're beautiful but you can't ♪
♪ Seem to shake this feeling ♪
♪ That you're not good enough ♪
♪ But soon you'll see ♪
♪ That you're good enough for me ♪
I hope you like it.
(school bell ringing)
(teacher) Good morning, class.
I've got your tests from yesterday.
Some of you did okay,
and some of you need to study a little bit more.
(soft music)
♪
Here you are, Christa.
♪
(Christa) I'll get it.
(teacher) Lauren...
♪
-There you go. -Brad.
Mandy.
(Christa, coughing) Nerd.
(laughter)
(teacher) Okay, everybody, let's settle down.
(notification tones)
(Michelle) Do you need to get that?
It can wait.
(notification tones)
Maybe I should.
(Michelle) Mason missing you already?
-Um-- -What is it, honey?
My video--I recorded a song.
Mason must have posted it
on everyone's social media at school.
Even Christa's, this is so embarrassing.
(Michelle) Let me see.
Honey, these comments--
"I didn't even know you could sing."
"Babe, your voice is," skip that word, "amazing."
This is so exciting.
(laughing)
(Blake) Can I...?
(Michelle) Yes, go ahead.
I'll finish your ice cream.
(Blake) No, you won't.
(upbeat music)
♪
Oh my God!
♪
What did you do, Mason?
(Mason) You can't be mad at me, it was pretty good, huh?
I told you I wasn't biased.
(Christa) Hey, Blake.
(Mason) See? Now who's the most popular nerd in school?
(laughing)
(serene music)
(Blake) Mom, Mom, I got a message from a talent agent.
"Hi, do you have representation yet?
Would love to meet with you tomorrow."
-An agent? -Someone called Rachel Reeves?
Please, it's just a meeting, please, please, please?
♪
(Rachel) Let me be perfectly honest with you, Michelle.
She's a natural star.
-You think so? -Yes, with a bit
of guidance, molding-- that's where I come in--
she's the perfect age to make it as a singer.
(Michelle) After college.
Blake is a smart girl.
Don't you believe she's got something special?
(Michelle) Sure, she's gifted,
I know that.
I just don't think she should limit herself
to just singing at this point.
(Rachel) Of course, and I respect her studies.
But a career doesn't happen overnight,
it takes time.
So first, we work around school.
But if I'm right, her future will be decided
for her very shortly.
(Michelle) What kind of work is involved, exactly?
(Rachel) Okay, what I do
is I shape my artists to get them industry-ready.
That's their image, their publicity,
getting people talking about them.
I invest a lot of my own time and money,
and then I get a cut of the checks when they come in.
(Michelle) Okay, okay.
(Rachel) Okay okay, all right.
So tomorrow is the Tracks party,
it's a young people's mentor program where
the bigwigs get to meet the hot new things.
-And I've already sent a clip-- -You know what, I'm sorry,
I've got an event tomorrow, so.
(Rachel) Oh, that's okay, you don't have to be there.
I'll pick her up, drop her home.
I am very protective of my girls.
(soft music)
Please, Mom, I really want this.
♪
(upbeat music)
♪
(vocalizing)
(Rachel) Okay, here we go.
♪
(female singer) ♪ I never felt a love before like this ♪
(Blake) Everyone's so pretty.
(Rachel) All I see is them looking at you.
(female singer) ♪ I never had passion until your kiss ♪
(Rachel) D.C.!
♪
♪ Time slows in your caress... ♪
-Hey. -You look well.
-Thank you. -This is who
I've been raving about.
(D.C.) Blake, I saw your video,
and I love your voice.
(Rachel) Excuse me, I gotta grab Ludo, he never answers my emails.
See you in a bit.
Neither do I.
Dan Charles Conway.
But everybody calls me D.C.
(Blake) I know who you are, I listen to all your songs.
(D.C.) Really? A young fan?
I'm--I'm surprised,
my critics say you don't exist.
Tonight, Blake, you and I,
we proved them wrong, didn't we?
-Yup. -Yeah.
Tell me, Blake, what are we going to do with you next?
♪
(Rachel) Photo, photo, we need to get a photo.
We just need to get somebody to take the photo.
Would you take a photo for us?
(woman) Of course.
Ready--three, two, one.
(Blake) ♪ I like control ♪
♪ Maybe I like you better ♪
♪ Don't be so cold ♪
♪ I'll make you take off that sweater ♪
♪ You know you want to shed that skin ♪
♪ Slither underneath my cover ♪
♪ Come on and pull me in ♪
♪ I'll let you tell me you're forever, whenever ♪
♪ Look in my eyes, not tryna pretend ♪
♪ I won't say this again ♪
♪ I'm not gonna beg, I'm not gonna bend ♪
♪ I'm not asking for a friend ♪
♪ I only wanna be your damn girl ♪
♪ Only wanna make you crazy ♪
♪ Let me crawl into your world ♪
♪ Whatever's on your mind, just say it ♪
♪ I'm not waiting for my turn ♪
♪ I only wanna be, I only wanna be ♪
♪ I only wanna be your damn girl ♪
♪
♪ I only wanna be your damn girl ♪
♪ Only wanna make you crazy ♪
♪ Let me crawl into your world ♪
♪ Whatever's on your mind just say it ♪
♪ I'm not waiting for my turn ♪
♪ I only wanna be, I only wanna be ♪
♪ I only wanna be your damn girl ♪
♪
(Mason) As we agreed, it's all there.
My girlfriend's going to love it, thank you.
(woman) You're welcome.
(ambient music)
(exhaling deeply)
♪
(Blake) ♪ Such an angel ♪
♪ But your wings are made of wax ♪
♪ So invincible ♪
-♪ But you think... ♪ -(notification tones)
(D.C.) Did you need to get that?
No, it can wait.
-Start from the top, all right? -All right, so, um--
♪ You're such an angel ♪
(tense music)
♪
(typing)
♪
♪ So invincible ♪
(notification tones)
♪
(typing)
♪
You good?
Um, yeah, sorry, I thought, um--
Where were we? Sorry.
You know what? I think we have enough.
-I wanna lay a track down. -Yeah?
-I think you got it. -Okay.
I think we could work with this
-Okay, okay. -Let's lay it down.
-I love it, all right? -Okay, cool, okay.
(ominous music)
♪
(Jax) We've missed you, Malia.
You're my in my world now, girl.
(muffled screaming)
(train whistle blares)
(ominous music)
♪
(Blake) Thank you.
♪
(phone ringing)
♪
(phone vibrating)
(indistinct chatter)
(thumping dance music)
♪
(Christa) Looks like you changed your mind.
(Blake) Last minute change of plans.
Oh, hang on, I'm gonna catch up with you inside.
♪
(typing)
♪
(Mason) Blake!
(Blake) Mason, what are you doing here?
(Mason) I was gonna ask you the same thing.
(Blake) Are you following me?
(Mason) Following you? No, I'm worried about you.
Are you using a fake ID now?
These aren't your real friends.
(Blake) You're just jealous because now I actually
have friends beside you.
(Mason) Jealous, of them?
(Blake) I'm sorry, I forgot you deliberately like
being weird for attention.
(Mason) What's happened to you?
I posted that video to show everyone how amazing you are.
Not how you could be.
Now, don't go in there.
You're doing it just to be like them.
You don't know what's good for me, okay?
Yeah, clearly I don't.
♪
Gotta back off.
♪
♪ You're such an angel ♪
♪ Your wings are made of wax ♪
♪ So invincible ♪
♪ When you dance around the truth ♪
♪ So howl all you want ♪
♪ But I'll roar back louder ♪
♪ I'm the queen of the jungle ♪
♪ You're just a paper tiger, oh ♪
♪
♪ Paper tiger, oh ♪
♪
♪ Paper tiger, oh ♪
(D.C.) Do me a favor, give us the room, will ya?
(Blake) What, did I blow it?
(D.C.) You blew it all right.
You blew us away.
Oh my God, thank you.
(D.C.) I've got some huge news for you.
I got you to record an EP
with one of the hottest producers in town,
and it's gonna be on my label.
Think you can handle that?
Yeah!
I mean, sure.
(D.C.) Well, the only question now is how do you want your money?
-Really? -Yeah.
Rachel will sort all that out.
We do need to work on your social media presence.
-Oh, yeah. -Yeah.
Gotta get you more followers.
I have, like, 2,000.
(D.C.) Oh, "I have, like, 2,000."
Can you work on her social media?
-I'll get right on that. -Thank you.
She'll take care of everything, she's a wizard at this.
-Login? -Yeah, give her
your login info, she'll set up all the social media posts.
Now all you have to do is pack
your bathing suit and your passport.
What? Where are we going?
(Rachel) D.C. has a recording studio
at his luxury island getaway.
I can't--I can't believe this is happening.
(D.C.) So we leave in a day and a half for three nights,
so get your stuff together, okay?
You got this.
(squealing)
Let's get started.
(soft music)
(Blake) Um, Rachel, did you give my number
to someone named Malia?
(Rachel) Yeah, she was one of D.C.'s earlier discoveries, why?
(Blake) Oh, no reason-- she's not answering her phone.
(Rachel) Huh.
I think we should use that.
-Isn't that awesome? -I like that.
-Yeah, you look great. -I like that a lot.
(dogs barking)
♪
(ominous music)
♪
Where did she--
♪
Mom?
Mom!
Mom, I've got the most amazing news.
Have you used this?
Anyone can see this is fake.
I know.
-I'm getting rid of it. -Why?
I don't use it to drink, just to get in.
To get in?
To where, exactly, a bar?
(Blake) Just...in.
For once, girls wanna hang out with me.
It's not a big deal, Christa's mom doesn't even care.
(Michelle) Since when does Christa and her mom's opinion even matter?
I don't like what's happening here.
-What? -You're coming home
later and later, your attitude has changed
ever since you started singing.
I don't think you're ready for this.
Ready? Yes, I'm ready.
Rachel says I'm ready, so does D.C..
(Michelle) They don't know what's best for you, I do.
I think you need to take a break from singing.
And do what instead, be like you?
Out every night, organizing everyone else's fun?
And what about college?
Are you just going to throw that away?
Mom, I wanna be somebody.
Be somebody?
Blake, you are my daughter.
Beautiful, brilliant student with her whole life ahead of her
and I don't like what you're becoming.
(Blake) Why are you always on my case, Mom?
(Michelle) On your case? All right, that's it, you are grounded,
and it's not to punish you, it's to protect you.
I am taking this and your ID and your passport away.
-You can't do that. -Watch me.
(Blake) God.
(sighs)
(school bell ringing)
-Blake. -What do you want, Mason?
(Mason) I'm sorry about the other night.
-You're not sorry. -Look, Blake, I care about you,
okay, I just don't want you doing
-anything stupid. -So that's why
you told my mom about my fake ID?
-What? No! -Someone told her
-about my fake ID. -That wasn't me.
I swear.
(Blake) Just don't talk to me, okay?
Don't message me ever again
and don't go calling my mom, either.
(dialing phone)
(phone ringing)
-Hello? -Hi, Rachel?
-Yes? -Yeah, it's Blake.
-What's up? -My mom grounded me.
(Rachel) You're leaving for Bora Besa tomorrow.
I can't even if I wanted to, I don't--
She took my passport away.
(Rachel) Oh my God.
All right, I'll call D.C.
(tense music)
♪
(phone vibrating)
Yeah?
(male speaker) There's a problem with Blake Stevens.
Now what?
♪
(door opening)
(Michelle) I've been working far too much recently.
You're right, I spend too much time organizing
other people's fun and that's all gonna change after tonight.
Why don't we do takeout and a chick flick this weekend?
Girls' night in, what do you say?
Nope, got homework.
Okay.
♪
(door shuts, engine starts)
♪
(phone vibrates)
♪
(rattling)
♪
(glass shattering)
♪
(music playing faintly)
♪
(tense music)
♪
(shuffling)
♪
(indistinct police radio chatter)
(officer) Okay, now start at the top.
Where were you when this all happened?
-Blake! -I was--
(Michelle) I came as soon as I could.
(officer) You're Ms. Stevens?
You have a very brave daughter.
(Blake) I was so scared, Mom.
(Michelle) What happened?
(officer) Someone broke in, smashed a window.
Your daughter didn't hear.
(Blake) I was wearing ear buds.
When I came downstairs I saw him.
-Him? -Yeah.
I hid in the closet and he opened the door,
he was wearing a mask.
(Michelle) Oh my God.
(officer) Look, we've had a bunch of robberies in the area
over the past few months, same M.O.--break a window,
usually looking for cash and jewelry.
They're in and out in five minutes.
Looks like this time they didn't find what
they were looking for, so they left.
-Do you think they'll come back? -Probably not,
but just to be safe,
I'd arrange for your daughter to stay with friends
next time you're working late.
♪
(Michelle) Oh my God, honey, I'm so sorry.
♪
(phone vibrating)
D.C.?
(D.C.) Hey, I'm outside down the street.
What?
(D.C.) You packed and ready?
Um...
(D.C.) Bring your bag, let's go.
Okay.
♪
-Hey! -Hey there.
(Blake) Um, about my passport.
(D.C.) Don't worry about it, get in.
♪
-Ready to roll? -Yeah.
(D.C.) Let's do it.
(ominous music)
♪
(engine starting)
♪
(car engine accelerating)
♪
Two years ago, there were around
261,000 cases of missing females.
Many of these disappearances
were never investigated by the police.
It turns out, if you're over the age of 18,
you have the right to disappear.
(phone ringing)
Hello?
-Is this Mrs. Stevens? -Yes, speaking.
(male speaker) Uh, Blake hasn't shown up at school today.
What do you mean she's not at school?
-She's not here. -She left over an hour ago.
(male speaker) Any idea where she is?
I don't know, um...
We had a break-in last night, she was a little shaken up.
Maybe she's...I don't know.
Look, I'm, I-- I'll find her, thank you.
(suspenseful music)
♪
(car engine starting)
♪
(school bell ringing)
(indistinct chatter)
-Bye. -Bye, see ya.
Hi, excuse me, are you Christa?
-Hi. -I'm Blake's mom,
I recognize you from social media.
(Christa) Oh, yeah, hi, it's nice to meet you.
(Michelle) I know that you've been spending time with my daughter,
I'm wondering if you've seen her at all today?
Even if she's mad at me, I just need to know she's okay.
(Christa) No, she wasn't in class all day.
I figured she was at home recovering or something.
I heard about the break-in.
(Michelle) So she's been in contact with you?
(Christa) She messaged me saying she was pretty shaken up.
(Michelle) Yeah, she was.
You don't know where she is?
(Christa) No, I figured she'd be with Mason,
seeing as he wasn't in school today either.
Which is odd, because he never misses.
(Michelle) He hasn't been in school either?
(Christa) No.
I'm sorry I can't help you.
Thank you!
(ominous music)
♪
Mason? Blake?
♪
Mason!
♪
(dialing phone)
♪
(car engine running)
♪
Mason?
♪
Mason?
Blake, are you in there?
Mason!
(pounding)
♪
(grunting)
♪
(coughing)
Mason?
♪
-(she gasps) -Mrs. Stevens?
-Mason. -What are you doing here?
I'm looking for Blake.
So you broke into my garage?
I heard the car running, I saw smoke.
I've been fixing it up.
I just closed the door when I went across the road
to get some tools, I needed the engine hot.
Did you drive this car by the house earlier?
Answer me, Mason.
I need to know what's going on.
Yeah, I came by to give her some flowers
and show her my new car.
She doesn't care.
When I came by the house,
she was getting in some flashy sports car.
Do you know who it belonged to?
I could guess.
D.C..
♪
(dialing phone)
-Hello? -Hi, is this
D.C. Conway's manager?
Yeah, speaking.
(Michelle) I'm looking for Mr. Conway
and this is the only number I have for him.
Uh, well what do you need, maybe I can help you.
(Michelle) I believe that my daughter, Blake Stevens, is with him.
-Blake Stevens, yes. -Do you know about this?
Yeah, she's recording a demo, I believe.
Why don't you call this number, 310-555-3271.
That puts you in touch.
-Thank you. -You got it.
(dialing)
(ringing)
(Rachel) Hi, this is Rachel Reeves, please leave a message.
♪
(engine starts)
♪
(engine starts)
♪
Excuse me.
How did you get in here?
Has Blake been in here with you today?
Did you make an appointment?
My daughter has not been in school.
You promised me
this would not interfere with her education.
Blake's not here.
I haven't seen her today at all.
She's been neglecting her schoolwork,
-her college prep, and now-- -You know,
other mothers would be thrilled about what she's doing.
Why are you holding her back like this?
I'm not trying to hold her back,
I just--I don't want her rushing into this career
before she's even finished school.
Wow, huh.
You're not even remotely grateful, are you?
I've worked my butt off to get her this far.
I'm not trying to be ungrateful.
This is all just happening way too fast.
You know what I think?
I think she needs a break from you.
How dare you!
Quite frankly, I can see why.
Look, Michelle, I have dozens of moms chasing me right now
to work with their daughters, I don't need this.
So you can tell Blake I'm out.
(tense music)
♪
(Michelle) She made me feel like I'm some sort of
crazy, overprotective mom or something, I don't know.
Sal, am I messing things up for her?
(Sal) No, you're acting like a concerned mom
who is scared stiff for her daughter.
Because I am.
(Sal) You keep doing what you gotta do.
She needs you.
Thank you for the pep talk, I really appreciate it.
-I needed it. -Of course, I got you.
Thanks, bye.
(gasps)
(Bill) Didn't mean to scare you.
-Oh my God. -My name's Bill Wyatt.
An investigative journalist.
Wait, I've seen you on TV.
-The missing girls. -That's right.
Does a pop singer named D.C. Conway
mean anything to you?
My daughter was introduced to him at a party.
Rachel Reeves?
Yes.
I just need five minutes.
♪
Her name's Malia, my niece, she got recruited
by this Rachel Reeves, and started hanging out
at the studio with D.C.
He has a way with young women.
The charm, the lifestyle, the money,
it completely changed her.
She stopped listening to her friends and family,
became obsessed with him.
When was this?
Two years ago.
I sent messages, but nothing gets through,
but I heard she was back in L.A.
So D.C. won't let you talk to her?
(Bill) No, said Malia told him her mother abused her
and wanted nothing to do with us.
Wouldn't even pass on the address
of where she was staying, busy making music.
Haven't heard a record she's made, that's for sure.
So she fell for this D.C.?
To me it was a simple case of him taking advantage of her.
He's an older guy, flattered her, bought her things
said, "Stick with me and you'll be somebody,"
but they're being softened up for other things,
and I think it's for sexual exploitation.
What?
No, Blake would never,
ever get involved with anything like that.
Once they get under his influence,
once he starts throwing money at 'em, things change.
Here, look at this.
When I saw Blake that day,
-I decided to follow her home. -Did you talk to her?
No, I figured if Blake is as starstruck over this D.C.
as Malia was, then she won't rat on him.
But I'm hoping you would, being her mom.
I found this on a fan page for D.C.
I think this is where he takes 'em.
(Michelle) Where is this?
(Bill) Golden View Cove Resort.
It's an island off of Baja, Mexico called Bora Besa.
Three hour flight from L.A.
She left with him this morning.
Then she could already be there.
(suspenseful music)
♪
(D.C.) Welcome to Golden View Cove Resort.
Hey, hey, don't worry, everything's gonna be okay.
All right?
-Here, Jax is gonna take this. -Why?
(D.C.) It's fine, the only screen you need out here
is sunscreen, all right?
Hey, look, it doesn't even work out here, there's no service,
and I only want you to worry about one thing,
it's music, all right?
-Okay. -Okay, let's have some fun.
Check it out, look how beautiful this place is.
Right over here.
(mellow music)
♪
-It's so beautiful here. -I know.
♪
-So crazy. -Sure, maybe next time.
♪
(D.C.) Blake.
(girl) There she is.
(D.C.) Come on, right here, got a seat for you.
It was getting cold.
♪
(Blake) I didn't realize there'd be so many people here.
(D.C.) That's the allure of Golden View Cove Resort,
they come for the weekend, and I can't get rid of 'em.
(Blake) How long have they all been here for?
(D.C.) Why, because you want me all to yourself?
(Blake) Are they all singers?
(D.C.) Well, everybody's here, right?
Ladies, please welcome Blake to our island.
-Hi. -Welcome.
-Welcome. -Welcome, Blake.
(in unison) Cheers.
(ominous music)
♪
(typing)
♪
(sea gulls cawing)
(soft piano music)
♪
This place is incredible.
-This is my party room. -Party?
Well, that's what I like to call it--
living room, sitting room, drawing room, whatever.
-What would you like to call it? -Family room?
Ooh, I like that, family room, yeah, we're all family here.
I had no idea you had this many number one songs.
(D.C.) You will too one day.
-Really? -Trust me.
But first, the boring part.
It just says you're exclusive to me.
It's not all play, you have to do some work too.
Hey, go ahead, right here.
Just sign right there.
(suspenseful music)
♪
(Blake) That's it?
That's it.
(distant hollering)
Go ahead, enjoy yourself.
♪
(Michelle) Thank you.
♪
Sal, it's Michelle.
-Where are you? -Bora Besa.
(Sal) Bora Besa, what are you doing there?
(Michelle) It's a long story-- look, can you just handle
my bookings and cancel my appointments, please?
Sure, but you have to tell me what's going on.
D.C. Conway talked Blake into coming here.
Did you call the local police?
It's the first call I made.
(Sal) And? What did they say?
They won't do anything.
She's an adult, they can't get involved.
The usual stuff-- I feel so helpless.
Michelle...
I'm sorry, I'm just trying to hold it together.
(Sal) Listen, you've got this,
and I am here if you need me, okay?
Thank you, Sal.
♪
(Rachel) Blake's mom is livid.
She's threatening everything to get her daughter back.
I mean, if you need to record the EP,
why not bring her back here and do it?
-Nah, I wouldn't do that. -You have to take this seriously
Have you read these?
#GetBlakeBack.
She's already in Bora Besa,
posting from the Bora Besa Hotel.
Ugh, I know she's trouble,
and I don't need any more trouble in my life.
(suspenseful music)
♪
(Jax) Blake's mom is on the island.
♪
(D.C.) Take care of it.
♪
(male voice) Front desk, can I help you?
Yes, I would like to order a car service for the day.
Please make sure it's someone
who knows the island really well.
-You got it. -Thank you.
♪
Ms. Stevens?
(Michelle) Are you the car I ordered?
That I am.
(Michelle) Got here a lot quicker than I thought.
We aim to please. Where can I take you?
♪
(Michelle) You know this place?
(Jax) Oh, that could be one of a hundred mansions around here.
Does the name D.C. Conway mean anything to you?
D.C. Conway...hmm.
Yeah, I think I've heard of that guy, yeah.
It's his place, he calls it
the Golden View Cove Resort, I believe.
(Jax) Well let's hop in, see if we can find him.
♪
-So you know this D.C. guy? -No.
(Jax) He's got heavy security, I might not be able to get you
through the front gate, but, you up for a little exercise?
(Michelle) What do you mean?
(Jax) Well, I might be able to get you through the back way,
he's got a private beach entrance,
but it's like a quarter mile hike to the house.
(Michelle) Sure, I can do that.
♪
Over here?
(Jax) Yep, just around the bend.
♪
Isn't that beautiful?
Right there, can't miss it, right to the right.
That's the house right there, you see it?
♪
-(grunt) -(scream)
♪
(ominous music)
♪
(waves crashing)
♪
(coughing)
♪
(Rhett) Hey!
Hey, you're trespassing!
This is private property!
(grunting)
Hey, wait a minute.
Hey, hey, hey, stop!
You okay?
Where did you come from?
(soft music)
How's that?
(Michelle) It's a little sore.
(Rhett) Yeah, it's a little swollen, maybe a minor sprain.
Should have a doctor check it out.
No, it's okay, I'm fine, really.
How did you get here?
I was up on the cliff and I slipped.
No, I wasn't trying to kill myself.
You sure?
You know what I really need is to get to the Bora Besa Inn.
Can I borrow your phone, call a cab?
(Rhett) I'd be happy to drive you.
Heading that way myself.
♪
I insist.
♪
(groaning)
♪
(suspenseful music)
♪
(Rhett) Oh, I'm just dropping off.
Oh hey, here's my card, call me if you need to talk.
Thanks, but my phone's at the bottom of the ocean.
There's always the hotel phone.
Good Samaritans are very sympathetic.
Thanks for the lift.
(dance music)
♪
(girl) You're in Malia's chair.
(Blake) Oh, I'm sorry.
(girl) But considering that she's gone now,
I guess it's officially yours.
(Blake) What happened to Malia?
(girl) You gonna open your gift?
♪
(haunting music)
♪
(phone ringing)
-Hello. -Mrs. Stevens,
there's a gentleman downstairs asking for you.
(Rhett) Found it on the beach.
(Michelle) Thanks, not gonna do me much good now though.
(Rhett) Where ya headed?
(Michelle) Going for a hike.
-On a bum ankle? -Doesn't hurt anymore.
(Rhett) You know, I know the island pretty well,
been here most of my life,
I could recommend some hiking trails.
Have you heard of the Golden View Cove Resort?
-Yeah. -Where is it?
(Rhett) It's private, no one gets in there.
We'll see about that.
(Rhett) You're gonna get yourself in a whole lot
of trouble for nothing.
For nothing?
I'm trying to save my daughter.
Let me help.
(ominous music)
Please.
♪
(male singer) ♪ Like a bass ♪
(backup singers) ♪ Bring it on ♪
(upbeat dance music)
♪
♪ Bring it on ♪
(female singer) ♪ I'm ready for something, something new ♪
♪ I'm ready to show the world what I can do ♪
♪ It's gonna be rocking, that's all I can say ♪
(Blake) D.C.?
(D.C.) Blake, you're wearing it.
Let's see the rest.
♪
-You like it? -I love it.
(D.C.) Good, yeah the other one was a bit plain.
More gifts to come, you know.
Really?
Yeah, anything you want.
Can I get the internet?
The internet, why, am I boring you?
No, no, of course not.
Good, that's a relief.
Look, the internet, I think it
distracts creatively from writing music.
So, when are we gonna start writing music?
Hey, sit down, relax.
Come on, and just take a seat.
♪
So just, just chill.
Here, lay down.
Yeah, chill.
Turn over, it's all right, yeah.
♪
-D.C.? -Yes?
I'm supposed to be flying home tomorrow.
(D.C.) You're supposed to be flying home tomorrow?
Okay.
♪
So, when am I gonna start making music?
(D.C.) Well, that depends.
Depends on what?
Depends on when a studio's available.
When will that be?
We have a mixing board that's just not working right now,
so it's not usable at the moment.
So what does that mean?
Well that means, if you leave Sunday, you won't have time
to record the record, which also means you have to
come back here, which can be hard to accommodate.
Or, you stay a bit longer.
(dark music)
How much longer?
As long as you'd like.
How long do you think I need?
Well, Blake, that all depends...
♪
...on how well you do.
Okay?
Okay.
-Okay? -Okay.
-All right, are you happy? -Yep.
(D.C.) Good, you're happy, I'm happy, everybody's happy.
That's the way I like it.
Enjoy, look at that view!
(suspenseful music)
♪
(Rhett) So these are the social media updates?
(Michelle) I know they're not her.
This message here, "Please don't post on my page."
It's not like her.
This D.C. guy, he's got control over her, I know it.
-Wouldn't surprise me. -You sound like you know him.
(Rhett) Yeah, I know him--
we're fighting over that beach you washed up on.
-Really? -Yeah, my grandfather
willed it to me, but one of D.C.'s lawyers tricked him
into signing a piece of paper before he died,
deeding the property to D.C.
He wants to build some kind of resort,
ruin the natural beauty of the place.
(Michelle) I'm sorry to hear that.
(Rhett) It's been tied up in court for two years.
He's got the money to keep fighting, unlike me.
I don't know where he gets his money from,
I mean, he hasn't had a hit record for years.
(Michelle) The guy is awful, he needs to be arrested.
-Cops won't get involved? -Not unless I can prove
that she's being held against her will.
I mean the place is like Fort Knox,
top security, you'll never get in.
Unless...
I know a guy who caters his parties.
Maybe I can get you on one of his catering crews.
If I could just see Blake, talk to her for one minute.
Leave it with me, I'll see what I can do.
(male voice) Sir.
(Michelle) Who is that guy?
(man) Thanks.
(Rhett) No clue, it's the type we get on Bora Besa all the time.
(Michelle) I know I've seen him somewhere before.
(electronic dance music)
♪
Blake.
-Hey. -Got some good news.
What news?
You're on later tonight.
The studio?
Well no, even better-- that producer
I was telling you about, he's coming in tonight.
Really?
Yeah.
I'm so nervous.
Nervous?
Don't be nervous, he's gonna love you.
♪
Oh, oh, okay.
Take it easy, I'll see you later, okay.
Get ready.
-Give me a back massage, D.C.? -Not right now.
(dark music)
♪
(rhythmic music)
(D.C.) All right.
Gentlemen, what's going on?
-Welcome. -Hey, D.C., long time.
(girl) A lot of big time producers coming to this one.
And there's Jake from Azure Bay Records.
-Yeah, I've seen him on TV. -Yeah, he comes here a lot.
(D.C.) Hey, great to see you, man. Good to see you.
What's going on? Welcome to my island.
(girl) Better hope you don't end up with him tonight.
(Blake) Why?
(girl) Let's just say last time got a little rough.
He doesn't play by the rules, but it's not our call.
Gotta do what D.C. says.
(D.C.) Right this way, got the suite ready for you.
After you, sir.
(upbeat dance music)
♪
(D.C.) Blake, this is Marty.
This is the young lady I was telling you about.
(Marty) Oh, hi there, it's nice to meet you, heard a lot about you.
(Blake) Nice to meet you.
(Marty) Is there a quieter place that we can go?
(D.C.) Oh yeah, I reserved a private spot
just for you both.
-Excellent. -Right up there.
♪
(Marty) Here we are.
♪
-Wow. -Nice space, huh?
-Yeah. -So D.C.'s told me
-so much about you. -Oh, has he?
(Marty) Yeah, I'm excited to see what you've got.
So, what do you got for me?
(Blake) Um, well, I write a lot of my own stuff,
but I've actually been working on something with D.C.,
if you wanna hear that?
Yeah, sure, if you want, go ahead.
♪ Dear heart, why do we fall in love so easy ♪
♪ Dear heart, why do they make it so-- ♪
(Marty) Whoa, whoa, whoa, your voice is sexy.
But I think you should relax your diaphragm.
Make your voice even stronger, right there, free and easy.
All right, go again.
-Um. -Go ahead.
♪ Dear heart, why do we fall in love so easy ♪
(Marty) Good, good, keep going.
(Blake) ♪ Dear heart, why do they make it so hard ♪
I make you nervous?
-Ugh, no. -You know what, turn around.
-What? -Just turn around.
That way you won't be so self-conscious.
-Really? -Yeah, turn.
(ominous music)
Yeah.
♪
Now sing.
♪
(Blake) ♪ Dear heart, why do we fall in love so easy ♪
♪ Dear heart, why do they make it so hard ♪
(Marty) You are so tense, you gotta loosen up.
-What are you doing? -I'm just trying to help you
relax your diaphragm to make your voice stronger.
Um, you don't like my voice?
Sure, sure, I like your voice.
(Blake) I'm gonna get us some champagne.
(Marty) Uhh.
(sighing)
♪
(girl) I thought you said that I was ready.
(D.C.) You have to wait your turn.
(girl) You always say that, I have done everything that you've asked.
(D.C.) No you haven't.
-I'm out of here. -Hey.
I will get you blacklisted.
(girl) Then I'll go to the press, tell them what's really
going on here, what happened with Malia.
Yeah.
You think that we don't know?
(screaming)
(D.C.) You threaten me again, it's over.
You understand?
(sobbing)
(dance music)
♪
Sacha?
♪
Sach?
♪
Sacha?
♪
Sacha?
(dark music)
♪
Sacha! Sacha, wake up! Sacha!
(shrill screaming)
♪
(phone ringing)
-Hello? -I have been calling you
all night, I've been worried sick.
Oh my God, I've called every hotel on this island
trying to hunt you down.
I got thrown off a cliff, I don't have a phone.
-You were what? -I know, it sounds crazy,
but D.C.'s people know that I'm here,
and they won't let me anywhere near Blake.
(Sal) Okay, well there's something that you should know,
that journalist that you told me about,
he came by the house.
He's investigating a huge sex trafficking racket in L.A.
and someone in Bora Besa wants in.
He thinks it's D.C.
Whoever it is already runs sex parties
for a $20,000 membership.
Apparently they wanna buy more land to expand their enterprise.
Oh my God.
(Sal) Michelle, you have to be careful.
(knocking)
Sal, I have to go.
Call me later.
(dark music)
♪
Hello?
(knocking)
Who's there?
(Rhett) It's Rhett.
Can I come in?
-Come in. -Okay.
(Rhett) So there's another party at Golden View today,
and my caterer friend says he could use some help.
-I'm in. -Okay, and that guy you saw
outside the hotel yesterday, that's Denny Adams,
he's a famous film director.
-I knew I had seen him before. -Yeah, he's not the only one.
Whole lot of big wigs on the island for this one.
-That makes perfect sense. -Yeah.
D.C. doesn't make his money selling records,
he sells women at these sex parties.
Get dressed, I'll get you to the caterer's,
they'll take you to Golden View in one of their vans.
And don't worry, I'll be right outside the gate
in case you need me.
-Bring me a cell phone. -Of course.
(suspenseful music)
♪
(silverware clinking)
♪
(dance music)
♪
(Jax) This is Blake. Blake, this is Denny Adams,
close friend of D.C.'s.
Denny is a film director, he's doing a musical...
-Nice to meet you. -...and Blake is a singer.
(Denny) I'd love to have you sing for me.
♪
(ominous music)
♪
(Blake) ♪ There's a girl somewhere ♪
♪ And she's scared for tomorrow ♪
♪ There's a place where she goes ♪
♪ In her heart, in her mind, in her soul ♪
♪ She calls it home ♪
(dance music)
♪
(Michelle) I've been asked to bring catering to Denny Adams.
Which room?
(security guard) Upstairs, the third room on the left.
♪
(Blake) ♪ Welcome home-- ♪
(Michelle) Room service.
(Blake) Mom?
Mom!
Great shots, famous, married movie director
with 18-year-old high school student.
What's going on?
(Michelle) I bet your wife would love to see these,
or the media maybe.
I was just listening to her sing.
(Michelle) In the bedroom?
I think you've got this all wrong.
(Blake) No, she doesn't!
♪
(security guard) Everything okay?
(Jax) You know what, tell the boys not to let anybody leave,
-you understand? -Yes, sir.
-Front gate, check in. -Check.
Lock it down.
♪
(Denny) I can make this up to you.
(Michelle) Yes, you can, but not with your money.
You're gonna help us get out of here,
and if you don't, I post.
These are already in the cloud.
(knocking)
♪
(Denny) Hello?
(Jax) Is everything okay? We're just checking.
-We're fine. -Beautiful, thank you.
Sorry to disturb you.
♪
(Michelle) Let's go.
♪
(Jax) Where are you going, sir?
I needed some fresh air.
Let's go, Mom!
(ominous music)
(Jax) Well, management prefers that you...stay in the house.
(Denny) Well, I didn't pay all this money to be told
where I can and can't go.
(Jax) I understand, I don't make the rules, I just enforce them.
Please enjoy the rest of your day.
(sea gulls cawing)
♪
(Blake) Mom, come on!
(groaning)
♪
(screaming)
♪
Mom, let's go.
(grunting)
♪
(beeping)
♪
(D.C.) Blake.
This is how you repay my kindness?
After everything I've done for you.
You embarrass me in front of my friends.
That's not acceptable.
You have to learn how to play by the rules.
(Blake) I never agreed to those rules, neither did Malia or Sacha.
Who killed her, one of your friends?
Jake?
(D.C.) I am so disappointed in you,
asking all of these insensitive questions.
Get in the house, and do your job!
(grunting)
(panting)
♪
Who are you?
I'm her mother, you piece of garbage.
Blake, are you okay, sweetie?
All right, give me the keys, we gotta go.
(Jax) Drop the gun!
♪
Drop the gun, Blake, right now.
I think I'm a much better shot than you, little girl.
Put the gun down.
Drop it, or I'll kill your mama right where she stands.
Put it down.
Put it down!
♪
I want you to turn around, get in the tunnel.
Move, move, move! To the tunnel now, move, now!
Go, go, move, now, go!
Go, go, move, now, go, go, to the tunnel, now!
Go, now, go, go, go!
(grunting and panting)
Give me the keys.
(Blake) Do you know this guy?
(Michelle) Yes, let's go, get in the car.
(Rhett) Get in.
♪
(tender music)
♪
(news reporter) And now it's time for the morning news at 10,
here's Bill Wyatt.
(Bill) After being injured in a fight, recording artist D.C. Conway
was arrested today on charges including murder for hire,
sexual grooming, and sexual harassment
of staff on his private island.
The pop singer also lost his court case against
local businessman Rhett Connell in a dispute over
beachfront property worth $15 million.
Folks, this is more than just a story for me.
Police are still searching for my niece, believed murdered
in L.A. before she could tell us exactly what went on
behind the gates of this exclusive resort.
(somber music)
♪
(Mason) It's nothing big.
(Blake) Mason, you didn't have to get me anything.
Just showing up was enough.
Mason!
It's beautiful, thank you.
♪
(Mason) We should catch a movie together sometime.
(Blake) I'd really like that.
I got you something too.
♪
(Mason) Wow, Blake and Mason.
For that wreck of a car.
(Blake) I wouldn't go out with you in anything else.
(Sal) Coming through, coming through.
(Michelle) Here we go.
(Rhett) I can vouch for the cake.
(Michelle) He had his finger in the frosting
and thinks I didn't see.
(Sal) We both saw.
It looks great, mom.
I couldn't be more proud of you.
And your father would be too.
Happy graduation.
(uplifting music)
(Sal) Um, what are we waiting for, let us cut this cake.
-Let's dig in. -I'm eating for two.
(laughter)
-Who's up? -Me, twice!
(Blake) I get the first slice, I get the first slice.
♪