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Have you ever had a secret...
that you couldn't live with keeping?
And you think about it so much...
you begin to think that people can tell your secret...
just by looking at you?
Hi, this is Janet.
- L'm not here right now. - Leave a message.
You have one unheard message.
Hey, sweetie. lt's been a long time.
That's okay, though.
I know we'll talk when you're ready.
You've always done things at your own speed.
Ever since you were a little baby.
I guess l still think of you that way.
Well, you just give a call when you're ready. l'll be waiting.
Deleted.
You should stop smoking.
It makes me mysterious.
It makes you all wrinkly, and your breath smells like ass.
You are such a Girl Scout.
They should give you the Golden Virgin Merit Badge.
- What's up, Sarah? - Hey, Chris.
Where's Jillian at?
She's in back.
Hey, J, come on out a sec!
J, I want to talk to you!
Hey, hey! There's no shouting in here.
What a life.
Isn't there a bag of reefer someplace with your name on it?
Jillian, would you get out here?
I can't get any work done with these guys...
Just stand still.
Ooh, Mr. P. I love a man who takes control.
Seriously, J,
is there anything with two legs that you wouldn't rub up on?
Yeah, Billy. You.
What do you want, Billy?
Oh, I just came by to, uh, invite you to a little party
that we're throwing tomorrow night over at Chris' garage.
You should come, too.
Ooh.
A group grope at the garage... classy.
Well, you always liked them before.
When I was younger.
I've grown up. I'm more mature now.
Huh.
Well, something on you has definitely matured.
Too bad that's not the case with your little dick.
Ooh!
That's funny. I never heard you complain.
I didn't have time.
You know what, J?
I just came by to be nice...
you know, show you no hard feelings.
But you are being such a bitch.
That's my name. Don't wear it out.
Seriously, you could be a little nicer.
You are so gonna get fired.
Sarah?
Your mom called,
and she said that she has to work late and you should pick up dinner.
Again?
Yeah. Thanks.
To parents...
What?
You want some?
Come on. Don't be such a pussy.
Leave her alone.
So, do you want to go?
To what?
The garage?
Why?
Oh, my God! You're into Chris?
Take it from me... you don't want to hang with those guys.
You do.
I know how to handle them.
So come with me, then.
Protect me.
I can't.
I have a previous engagement.
I thought you were done with local boys.
Who is it?
My cyber-boyfriend.
Come on. Cut the shit. Who is it?
Seriously. We met on the Internet.
- Ser... Jillian? - What?
You've got to step into the future.
There's like 50 million people doing it.
Besides, the local talent pool is way too fucking shallow.
- Still... - "Still" what?
Are you afraid I'm gonna end up Iike Janet Melville?
Just vanish one night,
Ieaving the Goshen soccer moms without their favorite babysitter?
The Goshen soccer moms would be psyched if you left town!
Yeah. No shit, right?
It'd be safe to let their sons out again.
What is this about?
Could we use the computer at your place?
Well, we can, but Big Brother's gonna be watching.
You don't have a brother.
I mean my mom put this spyware on the computer that...
Screw that.
Wait a minute.
I think we have our answer.
No, Jillian. Don't.
Don't be so weird. Don't...
Hey!
Jasper!
Come here.
Time to take one for the team.
Hello, ladies.
We're having some technical difficulties.
Let me take a look at that.
Oh, yeah.
Yeah, you can't log onto this site with the library computers anymore.
Why not?
Some parents' group created all this drama over it
and said it was like a grocery store for child molesters.
You know, "too much mature content."
But I bet... you have the password.
Well, of course.
Oh, no. No, no, no, no, no.
Look, I could get fired.
Come on, Jas. Please? Just this once?
Please?
You can't tell anyone.
There. And please, don't let anyone see what you're doing.
Thanks, Jas.
Yeah, thanks, Jas.
Oh! Excuse me.
You're so...
You're such a bitch. No, he doesn't.
What? He so totally does.
Trust me, all right? I have a knack...
for men.
Okay, if that's what you want to call it.
What are you looking at?
Nothing.
Bullshit.
- Oh, my God! Is that you? - Shh!
Holy shit! That is you!
- Jillian, what are you doing? - Would you keep it down?
You look like such a slut!
What the fuck? Would you keep it down?
Are you even wearing anything?
Sort of.
Oh, my God! That's crazy!
Oh, please. This is nothing.
I've seen pictures of guys, Iike, totally grabbing their dicks
and chicks like showing their bush.
Dude, why are you doing this?
I told you. To meet men.
Well... It looks like it's working.
What is this?
You love to snowboard?
I would if I had the chance.
Besides, men don't care if you lie to them,
as long as they like the lie that you're telling.
Oh, my God. Look at this guy.
The "dumb show"? Yeah, he hits my inbox like a couple times a week.
And that, seriously, doesn't freak you out?
AII these random guys can just look at you half-naked.
That's the point.
Besides, it's not Iike they know who I am.
And once you spend enough time on this thing,
you can tell pretty quickly who's being real and who's just a player.
- Oh, come on. - Come on. I'm bored.
Want to get out of here?
- No. I have to train. - Oh.
You want to come?
Um...
Track star...
porn star.
No way.
Hey, hon.
What a day.
What's for dinner?
From the Point.
Penguin Point.
How was your day today?
It was fine.
Sarah...
I know I haven't been around a lot recently,
but as soon as this case is finished, I'm gonna have more time.
Mmm-hm.
Speaking of which...
I have to finalize my travel plans for the deposition next week.
You sure you're gonna be okay staying by yourself?
Mom, I'II be fine.
Your father said he could take you.
Dad's, like, three hours away.
I'm old enough to take care of myself.
I guess that's what scares me.
Oh, you and Chris
make such a cute couple.
What's going on?
Batty Patty Melville strikes again.
So, I was thinking, you know, just in case she stopped by
to have one of those things she loved,
one of those... Oh, whatchamacallem... those...
Malteds, Patty. She liked the malteds.
Yeah, the malteds. She loved those.
Anyways, I thought maybe if you put one next to the register when she...
Janet hasn't been in here in over 5 years.
Yeah.
Anyways, I, I, I just thought just in case she gets a craving...
- if you put one... - AII right. AII right. I'II take it.
But then you have to go!
What's wrong with her?
Losing a child does things to a person.
If you ask me, the booze did it to her a long time before that.
Oh, my. I've got to get back to the bank.
So soon?
Honey, I'II see you tonight.
Here, will you get rid of this thing?
That picture always gives me the creeps.
La, la, la la!
- Candi! We want to use the computer! - Good afternoon, Ma'am.
My name is Margaret,
and I'm a certified Iifestyle counselor with Endura Life,
a company dedicated to enhancing your everyday life
with all-natural herbal products.
According to our database,
you've expressed interest in our Megaboost Bust Enhancement...
And fuck you, too, you flat-chested bitch!
We want to use the computer.
How many times do I got to tell you
not to come charging in here making your noise when I'm on the phone?
We want to use the computer.
And I want a daughter who can follow a few simple rules,
but don't look like neither one of us is gonna get what we want.
Come on. Let's get out of here.
Hold on there a second, Sunshine.
We've got a little matter of last month's phone bill to discuss.
Don't you roll your eyes at me.
You went over $300 last month on text messages.
What in the fucking world do you have to say that is worth $300?
I've got lots of stuff.
Well, I've got lots to say about that!
Every penny you spend on that phone
is a penny that don't go towards our bills.
My disability only goes so far, Jillian.
Well, then stop watching all them pay-per-views.
I make my own money! I pay my own bills! So fuck you!
You ungrateful little bitch!
Hello. Endura Life.
This is certified lifestyle counselor Margaret speaking.
Did you read my journal, you beast?
I tried, but your handwriting is for shit!
She's such a fucking bitch.
I hate her.
I hate it here!
Fuck it! I just... I, I fucking hate it.
It's such a fucking dump.
You want to know a secret?
Is this my old suitcase?
Found it in the trash. I figured you didn't need it.
What do you need it for?
Getting out.
Going elsewhere.
As in anywhere else but here.
Yeah, I know what you mean. It sucks here.
What do you know about sucks, Girl Scout?
You've got a great home. Your mom's great.
You're set.
How do you get that stuff, anyway?
Same as everyone else.
It's my mom's.
It's "medicinal," for her "disability."
Yeah, what exactly is her disability?
It changes a lot.
What is that?
Is that new? Oh, come on. Let me see.
What is that?
It's like a totally hard-core, goth-rocker snake.
- I think it's cool as shit. - Where did you get it?
Did you steal it?
No.
It was a present.
From who?
Oh, come on! Don't give me any of that "secret admirer" bullshit!
What?
Fuck. Fine, suit yourself.
What's his name?
I call him "Mr. X."
- What? - Gross!
Well, if I knew all about him, he wouldn't be a very "secret" admirer.
Do you know anything about him?
He's romantic.
Oh, shit!
What are you girls doing tonight?
- Nothing. - Really?
Looks like we're doing a little drinking and...
smoking contraband.
- It's medicinal. - What's your disease?
Stupidity?
AII right. Both you girls on your feet.
We're going to the station.
Take it easy, Patrick.
Do I know you?
Not yet.
But I know you, Officer Gunshow.
Nice tattoo.
Now, let me see if I remember...
You only listen to classic rock 'cause Emo's for pussies,
Point Break is your favorite movie,
and you think my body is so freakin' hot.
Right.
Well, maybe we can make this problem go away.
Really? What did you have in mind?
An arrangement.
An arrangement?
Exchange a night in you for a night in jail.
Gross! I don't think so.
No, I have a better idea.
You forget you ever saw us here,
and I'II forget to tell Kathy about your "exchange"
when I see her tomorrow.
I'm gonna let you two off with a warning.
I'II be watching you.
I live for my fans, Pat!
Hi, Mr. Tod.
Oh, hi.
Looking sharp today.
Well, thank you.
- Oh, excuse me. - Bless you.
Oh, yeah, thanks.
That's, uh, strong perfume you have on there.
It's Negligence.
Do you like it?
Daddy's allergic to smelly things.
Cigarette smoke, cheap perfume.
Huh, Daddy?
Well, if the Lord had wanted us to smell like flowers,
he'd have given us petals.
I think we'd better go, don't you?
- Yep. AII set. - Okay.
Where are you going?
Oh, every year we rent a cabin up at the lake with my uncle's family.
You should come up sometime.
You'd really love it.
Oh, yeah. We have Iots of room and bunk beds. It's nice.
Okay.
Lucky.
You get to be bunkies with the mole girl.
Yeah, shut up.
Maybe her daddy will tuck you in.
You're twisted.
Oh, man.
This place is so dead.
Will you close up without me?
I want to go get ready.
For what?
Oh, right.
Tonight's the big night, and that's why you're wearing perfume.
It's his favorite.
Come on.
Come on! Let me go! Please?
- Okay, fine. Fine. - Thank you. Thank you.
Oh... And a piece of advice...
At the party tonight, if Chris asks you to go for a walk with him,
don't.
Oh, and one more thing...
What is this for?
So that he'll ask you to go for a walk.
Spare us some change to prevent teenage delinquency?
Well, thank you for your support.
Hey, Chris.
Hey.
Hey, Sarah. What's going on, girl?
- You're looking good tonight! - Thanks!
Yeah, I almost didn't even come.
Well, I am glad you did.
You can never have enough hot chicks at a party, right?
Especially around here.
Some of the girls in this town make the livestock look tempting.
- Have another beer, Jonas. - Don't mind if I do.
Cheers!
What's that fool doing here?
Hey!
Hey, Ass-per! What's up?
Did you bring your, uh, Computer Club buddies with you?
No. No, I didn't.
Did you bring your brain, Cro-Magnon?
Yeah. Hey, cheers.
Uh, what are you gonna be, Iike, a junior this year?
Senior.
Senior. Nice.
So, does that make you, uh, legal?
That depends.
On what?
On what you want to do.
Uh...
Iet's go for a walk.
AII gone.
I can give you some of mine, but I never share my beer on the first date.
First date?
Well, I invited you, you came.
Sounds like a date to me.
You want to know why I invited you?
Because I think you're the best-Iooking girl in town.
Come on!
Seriously.
You're much better-Iooking than all your friends. No doubt.
Come on!
Your hands are cold.
Then let's warm them up.
Come on!
- You'II like it. - Stop.
I promise.
Like what?
The party?
It's fuckin' raging, isn't it?
Get out of here, Ass-per.
Hey, hey. And where are your drinks?
You want to share mine?
Sorry.
This is way too much work to get laid.
Fucking manipulated!
You like seeing mad in me? You're fucking evil!
And I'm fucking worth it! Fuck you!
You know what? I actually gave a fuck about you!
I actually cared about you!
You're fucking begging me!
J...
You want to be a fucking bitch, huh?
Listen to me. Look at me, look at me.
Look at me.
What the fuck are you gonna do, huh?
- Oh! - Asshole!
Ouch. Oh, what was that about?
Hey, why did you run off like that? Are you okay?
Oh, yeah.
- Ugh! - I'm fine.
Um...
thank you. Thank you for doing that.
Yeah, sure. No problem.
Shh, shh, shh.
You are such a Girl Scout.
A child does things to a person.
Hi. You've reached the bitch.
Leave it at the beep, freaks.
Hey, Sarah.
Tell your friend when she wakes up,
she doesn't get paid for the day if she doesn't work.
Hi. You've reached the bitch.
Leave it at the beep, freaks.
That's right. lt was the best.
The manufacturers have decided to make this...
What the hell do you want?
7 or 8,000. Not 5 or 6 or 4.
Not even 3,000. Can you guess how many?
This edition is gonna be limited to only 2,500.
That's right. Those 2,500...
You looking for Miss Sunshine?
Well, she sure as hell ain't here!
Hasn't been around here since Friday.
Figured she was holed up at your place.
Always seemed to prefer it anyways.
So you don't know where she is at all, then?
Don't know. Don't care.
She sent me a message...
"I'm fine. Don't bother coming Iooking for me," or some such shit.
Couldn't even bother to speak to me herself, the little... bitch.
Mind shutting that door? You're putting a glare on the tube.
Next time you talk to that little tramp...
you tell her she better pray my cable don't get disconnected.
I was talking all this shit...
you know, like, "Oh, I've been paintballing for, like, seven years"
or whatever.
Got out there, right?
He had no clue what he was doing.
- We fucking lit him up... - Hey, Billy?
And he totally deserved it because he was such a pussy, this guy.
- Hey, Billy? - Just like "pop, pop, pop, pop"!
Billy.
What?
I want to ask you a question.
Yeah, well, as you can see, I'm with my customers right now,
so you have to come back another time.
When was the last time you saw Jill?
You know, I don't,
I don't really keep track of the bitches. Sorry.
Oh, and Chris called.
He said he had a really good time with you on Friday.
You know, if I got my ass kicked by a girl,
I'd probably want to forget about it, too.
You guys want to do me a favor and come back for these tomorrow?
Thanks.
So, I saw her at the party.
So what?
So, nobody's heard from her since.
Yeah, well, I really couldn't give a shit.
Come to think of it...
- why do you? - She's my best friend.
Hmm. J doesn't have friends. She has victims.
Hey, you know, J always talked a lot of mess about you.
Did you know that?
She said you were gonna bail out on her the first chance you got.
That is so not true.
You're just pissed because she dumped you.
Oh, ho, yeah. For, uh, who was that?
Oh, Mr. X, her imaginary friend?
What?
Do you think you're the only one she told that little fairy tale to?
Why would she tell you that stuff, anyway?
To be a bitch.
Look, I couldn't really begin to understand
how that girl's mind works,
and I don't care to.
She's gone, and I'm glad.
Hey, Darla?
Can I show you something?
What the heck was that?
Jill sent it to me the night of the party,
and I haven't heard from her since.
And I know that it's not like she hasn't taken off before,
but something really doesn't feel right, you know?
I mean, we talk every day.
What about that bus? Have you ever seen that before?
No.
She is the type, isn't she?
That goes missing?
Like Janet Melville.
But, Darla, nothing happened to Janet.
They just say that stuff to scare us away from doing anything fun.
Daddy said she probably ran off with one of those guys she was sitting for.
He said she had a reputation.
That's why no one bothered much to look for her.
The mailbox belonging to...
The bitch... Is full and cannot...
- Creepy. - Right?
Look at this one.
"Don't worry. Everything fine. Call soon. Jillian."
Yeah, what's so weird about that?
She signs her name.
Jillian hates her name. She never signs with it.
That really doesn't prove anything.
I mean, someone could just be messing with you.
What about that bus? Have you ever seen that?
No. No.
What does this mean?
I don't... I don't know.
Hold on a sec.
What are you doing?
I'm decoding your message.
No, Jasper, we didn't write in code.
Maybe not intentionally. You know, Mom does this all the time.
She sends me text messages
thinking she's using the enriched-text function.
The T9 function?
Like, when she really isn't,
so what you end up with aren't words you can read,
but a jumble of letters and numbers instead.
So what I would do is write down the letter combinations...
and then see what words it would spell.
What?
Now do you believe me?
You've got to go to the cops with this.
So?
- "So" what? - So, what do we do now?
We don't do anything.
But if her parents want to,
they can come on down and fill out a missing-person's report.
Is her mom aware that she's missing?
Well, she's the one you ought to be talking to.
That's it?
What about that message? It says, "Help me."
This is coincidence, pure and simple.
You look hard enough, you can see the Virgin Mary in a tortilla.
Look, you do a job like this as long as I have,
you come to find that good police work
is about keeping your eyes open.
Your dog ends up dead.
Ask the neighbor he kept up all night with his barking.
Money missing from the register...
Ask the cashier with the expensive new shoes.
Cause and effect.
The world ain't as mysterious as you think it is when you're a kid.
I'm not a kid.
My point is that a girl with a prior history for running away...
- who tells her friend... - Her best friend!
Who tells her best friend that she's thinking on running away,
even shows her the suitcase...
- has probably done just that. - I know Jill.
This isn't like her.
I've seen this happen a hundred times before.
Girl gets to be a certain age, she feels pinched,
Iike she's outgrown this place, these people...
You don't outgrow your best friend!
That's all you have to say? Come on!
You don't think there's something weird going on?
Weird isn't a crime.
If it were, I'd happily put every one of you kids in jail.
Well, what about rape?
Isn't sex with a minor still considered rape?
I mean, what was going through your head
when you were writing her all those e-mails?
Better watch your tone, girl.
You're preparing to jump in the deep end.
You don't have to run away to the big city to find trouble.
There's plenty right here.
Tell me again why I'm risking
my future full-ride scholarship to Stanford to do this.
Because the story that Jillian ran away is bullshit,
and you know it and I know it and I need you to help me prove it
and you like me.
No shit!
"Durtygrrl" was Jillian?
What? Everyone checked out her profile.
She's the patron saint of the Computer Club.
Anyway, what does this have to do with her going missing?
The night she disappeared, Jill was supposed to meet this cyber guy,
and I think she met him here.
Oh, if this really is the suspect, you've got a huge job ahead of you.
Hey, I didn't know, okay?
Besides, you know how many hot girls you have to hit up on here
before you find one that will actually add you?
Looks like she was everybody's friend.
Or nobody's.
Look, she hasn't logged in since last Friday.
The night of the party.
Hey, check her e-mail!
Maybe her middle name or her pet's.
No, it wouldn't be something obvious.
Her mom was always into her stuff, so she wouldn't want her reading it.
Where are you going?
Tri-state area...
Thanks again for being here. I really appreciate it.
Is that actually what they said?
What is it? That's crazy! What's wrong with this world?
John, let's get a picture up there, shall we?
Okay. And the number please.
Thanks. Thank you. If you see Chelsea out there, folks,
if you see her or someone who looks like her,
call that number anytime, day or night.
It's an anonymous number.
But please, report, whether or not you see her.
Let's just get this little girl home.
She really is a beautiful girl, Kelly.
Folks, if you see Chelsea out there,
you can call that number anytime, day or night...
Hello?
Hello!
You've reached the bitch.
Leave it at the beep, freaks.
Jill, this is all getting really weird.
Why won't you just call me back?
If you're in some kind of trouble...
Where are you?
Log on. I think I found it.
Jesus!
I don't think I've gotten 500 messages my entire life!
You don't have boobs, Jasper.
Can you just look...
at the messages she got on Friday?
Yeah, that whittles it down to, like, 200.
Let me see. It could be any one of these guys.
Or none of them. Half these guys are anonymous.
There's not much to go on.
Maybe we can get them to tell us what the profiles don't.
Can you send them all a message?
Um... write,
"Durtygrrl knows what you are."
Nice... flirtatious, yet threatening.
Just send it.
I don't know. Do you think it will work?
I mean, if I just did something shady, I would be way on the D.L.
Maybe.
But you'd have to be curious.
Wouldn't you want to know if you got away with it?
You know, we really haven't had much time to talk...
recently.
I guess I feel a little strange Ieaving you by yourself.
I'm a big girl. I'II be fine.
God damn it!
Honey, can you make sure the raccoons aren't in the garbage again?
Take it easy, now. Take it easy.
You struggle too much, you're liable to get hurt.
That's better.
Got a message from your friend.
Seems like she's alive and well.
Now, I don't know what you think your game is,
but you might want to keep this in mind...
A man's family is his castle.
Invade his castle, well, that's an act of war.
Sarah? Everything okay?
Sarah?
I'II be watching you.
Sarah?
Honey, time to get up.
Come on! Get your clothes on.
You have to drive me to the airport, remember?
I'm surprised your phone didn't wake you.
It's been beeping all night.
When you guys finish,
l need someone up here on the floor.
Okay.
Well, what do you want to do with these?
I thought you were morally opposed to cigarettes.
Daddy says they are a dirty habit.
What's it like just living with your dad?
It's all right.
It used to be more fun before Mom died.
What happened?
Complications in childbirth.
With my baby brother.
After that, Dad got really strict,
and now I have lots of rules on...
the Internet and makeup and stuff.
Yeah.
Oh, heck!
There's my dad. He's coming.
Don't panic. Don't panic. It's fine.
- Um, spray some of this on. - No! I can't wear perfume!
Darla, do you want your dad thinking that you're wearing perfume
or smoking?
Uh, okay, hit me...
Vince!
Darla, ring up your dad, will you?
Take it easy.
- Hi, sweetheart. - Hi.
Hi, Sarah.
I notice you've been down to the library quite a bit lately.
Are you in summer school?
No, um... It's like a personal research project.
- Oh. - These are $5.30.
- Okay. AII right. There you go. - Thank you.
- Have you heard from your friend? - My friend?
Yes, the, uh, the young lady who was working here. Jillian?
No, uh, not yet.
I'm sure she'II turn up. Thanks.
AII right. Bye, honey.
You're not wearing perfume, are you?
Oh, no, um, that's me.
I think I, I think I was standing next to her when I sprayed it on.
Okay.
AII right. I'II see you later tonight.
Hey, Daddy?
I invited Sarah over to our house for my birthday.
Good! Good!
Well, we'II have a good time, won't we?
It'II be a nice party. Okay.
Thanks for covering for me! You will come, won't you?
This Sunday.
I'm sorry about telling him about the Jillian thing.
- I didn't mean anything by it. - Oh, it's okay.
Um, yeah, of course I'II come. It'II be really fun.
Any bites?
Are you gonna read all those?
Well, better get started!
Thought you could use a boost.
- Just hook up an I.V. - What, boring?
Let me give you a sample.
"I know that you're the girl of my dreams.
Hit me back. Let's hook up."
He misspelled "girl".
It just goes on and on. It's like that or worse.
Like every cheesy little perv-boy on the Internet was her friend.
She gets these messages from Peru and Bangladesh and France.
This girl never left Goshen.
Slide over.
It's dead in here. I'II take a shift.
Sarah, why are we doing this?
She's my best friend.
Yeah, I know. I know. I get that.
But this...
This is like above and beyond best friends.
I guess it's because I know if I got into trouble
I would always have my mom and dad.
And I think that most people
have somebody who cares about what happens to them.
And the only person Jill has is me.
I don't know what I'm doing.
I have to open tomorrow.
Yeah. I should lock up.
Oh!
Hey! What did you say Jillian was calling this guy?
A "Mr. X."
You'd better check this out.
Here. Look.
- Look at the name. - Mr. eXperience?
Mr. X! How did I miss that?
He's still online.
- Do you think this is our guy? - I'm trying to find that out.
Hey, he's logged off.
What the hell does that mean?
Jillian?
Sarah.
Up here.
Jillian?
Patty?
Oh!
I know what you are, too.
Now...
how long you say your friend's been missing?
- A couple of weeks. - Couple of weeks?
My Janet was gone three years before I realized.
Me and her old man,
we didn't get on so well... I'm sure you've heard the stories.
Day doesn't go by that I don't hate myself
for leaving her with that son-of-a-bitch.
Her "Daddy."
By the time I faced up to him,
she was gone and he didn't know where.
Is that when you started putting up flyers?
Being a lowlife has its advantages.
People underestimate you, but I'm focused.
I traveled, looked under a lot of rocks, lived under a few, too.
I've heard some stories.
Like what?
Children... disappearing.
The kind of kids nobody's looking for. The kind of kids they call "trash."
"Runaway." Like... Brenda Stills,
Cindy Marker,
Debbie Hope.
Like your Jillian.
Like my Janet.
AII lost.
They're all lost.
Sometimes when I...
feel her slipping away from me,
I call her just to listen to her voice on the message...
so I don't forget what she...
sound like.
Where did you get that?
- It's Jillian's! - Jillian's?
It's The Serpent himself!
The serpent?
- The devil. - Patty, I don't know what that means.
You can't see it in the flyers because the copies are for crap,
but on the original...
it's clear as day.
Holy shit!
Come on, Jasper. Pick up. Come on.
Come on, Jasper.
Shit.
Oh, my God! Oh, my God!
Jasper!
Look.
Fuck!
He just went in back.
Well, right on schedule. Every day at 2:00 Billy hits the glue.
Yeah, give him a couple of minutes. You'II see.
And you know this how?
I collect model trains, all right?
Have you ever tried to buy miniatures from a stoner? It freaks them out.
You sure it was Billy last night?
The guy has tortured me my entire life.
I think I can recognize his voice.
Okay. Let's get him.
Um...
hold on a second.
Agh!
What the fuck?
Ah! Oh!
- Hey, Billy! - Oh, man!
We just want to ask you a few questions.
I'm on fucking duty any day...
First question... When you jumped Jasper last night,
you said, "I know who you are, too."
How did you know we sent that message?
You tell me. You're the honor student.
Ugh!
Ow!
Well, I can guess the first part, that you knew Jillian was Durtygrrl.
It's the connection to Jasper that I'm missing.
Okay, okay. Okay. Okay.
I knew...
how you think you're such a genius, Ass-per.
Nobody's heard from J in weeks.
And all of a sudden she's sending me messages
with your ugly face all over her profile.
You'd never make Jay's Top 8.
You'd never even make her Top 800.
I bet that really pissed you off, right?
That Jillian had a profile like that to meet men.
Yeah, and we all know you do stupid things when you're angry.
Yeah, it pissed me off. That was the point, wasn't it?
To piss me off.
Jay was always doing stupid shit.
She was always playing games with me,
telling me how many guys wanted to fuck her.
I never thought she was serious, though.
What do you know, Billy?
Now you've got a choice.
Face or nuts? You can't cover them both.
Okay, okay, okay. Okay. Fuck you.
Okay, I followed her...
okay, after the party.
I thought it was part of the,
part of the game.
You know, she'd get me all mad, and then I'd...
you know.
I followed her downtown.
And then I saw her get into a...
a car.
She was laughing.
Well, who was driving?
I don't know. I was too far away and couldn't see.
What kind of car was it?
I don't know! It was a piece of shit!
It looked like a rental!
You want to know who she was with?
Ask your friend, the mole girl.
No, no, no. I'm serious.
I mean Darla. Darla. Ask Darla.
She was there.
Bullshit!
Why would Darla care about what Jillian was doing?
I don't freaking know!
Come on. Let's go.
- Do you believe him? - I have to.
Billy's too stupid to lie that well.
Well, what do we do now?
I'm going to wish Darla a happy birthday.
Oh, Sarah. Hello.
Okay. Well, everybody's here. Let's...
start the party.
Dear Father, we thank You
for us to be seated at this table tonight
eating this meal with good friends.
Good friends who are like family to us.
- Amen. - Amen.
Amen.
- Should I blow out the candles? - Sure.
When God created man and woman
and God graced them in the garden and things, things were good.
But then ol' Lucifer comes along...
Darla.
I need to ask you a question.
- And I need you to tell me the truth. - What is it?
Darla?
Darla, honey,
could you feed the dogs?
Their barking's driving me crazy. I'II take over for you. Go on.
Guard themselves
if they're taking of the fruit from the Tree of Knowledge.
Now, we all know Lucifer,
just as in the nature of birds to sing and the bees to make honey,
so it is the nature of the Devil to tempt...
Glad you were able to come tonight.
She, uh, ahem, doesn't have a lot of friends.
For God cannot be tempted,
nor does He kid anyone.
Oh! Sorry.
- I think my necklace is caught. - You need some help with it?
Uh, sure.
Once desire has taken root...
Just a second.
I used to be pretty good at this.
Let me just...
l want to read for you from the Book of...
Oh!
At the window of my house,
l witnessed among him a youth who lacked judgment...
What is this?
An unusual piece. Where did you get that?
- It's a friend's. - Oh.
Ow! Damn it!
Ow!
Tie this!
Come here, would you, and tie this!
Tie it off!
Come on!
Give me it!
Um, I actually need to go.
Come on.
- Is something wrong with your car? - Yeah, um...
No. It's, uh...
- I can just call my friend. - Daddy?
You won't tell, will you?
I thought you were allergic.
Well...
we don't always Iove what's good for us.
Poe called it "the imp of the perverse."
Take your friend, uh, Jillian.
I bet she's the type of girl runnin' around with all the wrong boys.
The kind of boys that will get her into trouble, you know,
give her a reputation.
You still searching for her?
No. I kind of gave that up.
She doesn't strike me as the type of person to stay in one place too long.
You're different.
You have a better sense of self-preservation.
Kids around here just don't have that.
They're just brought up too comfortable,
just too safe.
You still, uh, jog on the River Run?
No. Not so much.
That's a beautiful trail, the River Run.
You feel like you're the only person left in the world
when you're out there.
Do you want me to walk you to the door?
No, thanks.
AII right, then.
I'II just wait here till you get in all right.
Jillian?
She doesn't want you looking for her!
Who is this?
She's moved on.
She has a new life.
She doesn't need you.
Why can't she tell me that?
She has!
She's happy with her new life.
She wants to be left alone.
Are the others happy, too?
Is Janet Melville happy?
Hello?
Don't tempt me.
I'm not the one who should be afraid.
Nobody here.
Now, what did he want?
Holy shit!
I think he wants us to stop.
He makes a good point!
We can't quit. Not now.
We can't? Watch this.
Hey, look, a tall, fucking psycho just staked a snake to your basement door!
I quit!
- See? It's easy! - You don't think I'm scared, too?
I am so fucking scared.
But somebody did this because they're hiding something really horrible.
And my best friend is a part of it.
So that's why I can't quit, you know.
And that's why you can't quit.
She wasn't my friend.
Yeah, but you're mine.
And I can't do this without you.
AII right.
But if I get killed and lose my scholarship,
you have to explain to my mom.
Deal.
And one other thing...
Can you spend the night tonight?
Well, I don't know.
He wouldn't be the first guy to swear after hurting himself.
Well, yeah, but it isn't what he said. It's how he said it, you know?
If you ask me,
Iiving way out here would make anyone strange.
AII right. Give it a try.
Nice!
What did you do?
Nothing.
You scared me.
What are you doing here?
Where's Jillian, Darla?
- What? - Where's Jillian?
- I don't know. - Stop lying to me.
Darla, you have her clothes. You've been dressing up like her.
Where is she?
I found her clothes in her locker at work.
What about this?
I know she didn't leave this behind.
Darla, please.
Where did you get this?
You left it for me to find. You wanted me to have it. Why?
If you don't tell me and something bad happens to her,
it's gonna be your fault.
It was supposed to be a family vacation!
Have you ever had a secret...
that you couldn't Iive with keeping?
And you think about it so much, you begin to think
that people can tell your secret just by looking at you?
And you begin hoping that it's true,
that maybe someone will tell your secret for you
and you don't have to?
Darla, I need more than that.
It was supposed to be a family vacation.
But at the last minute, he had to leave.
Something came up.
I don't know why it made me so mad. It's the same thing every year.
But this time, I took my cousin's car back into town,
and I saw him with her.
She was laughing at him.
Darla, did you get this necklace from your dad?
Darla?
Is someone here with you?
I thought I heard someone talking.
I... I was speaking to myself.
Honey, what's wrong?
There were some things said at church today.
Sometimes that stuff can get so depressing.
Come here.
Sometimes those stories are meant to teach us what's right and wrong,
and they're not always easy to hear.
I know, Daddy.
I'm glad you take them to heart.
Smile.
AII right?
Are you sure there's not something you want to tell me?
No.
Okay.
Darla, please.
The necklace.
Where did you get this necklace?
I found it...
in the bus.
He keeps things there.
Whoa!
Shit.
- Are you okay? - Uh-huh.
That's it.
We're not going in there, are we?
I am.
You keep an eye on the house.
Gannon...
Girlscout.
Janet?
Janet, baby, is that you?
Patty?
Who the hell is this?
It's Sarah.
Sarah, what are you doing with my baby's phone?
Patty... Patty, listen to me.
You have to call the police, and you have to tell them
to come to the Tod house right now.
Why the hell would l do that?
Because I found your daughter and the other missing girls.
- What? - You need to see this.
Please tell me you didn't find anything...
Yeah. I think we're good.
Shit! Not good! No, we are definitely not good!
Fuck!
- Sarah?
- What are you doing here? - What did you do with her?
I'm afraid I can't tell you that.
I have to think about Darla.
She's all I got.
What about the families that you destroyed?
Do you think about them?
Now, let's be reasonable.
You can tell Patty Melville to be reasonable!
And while you're at it, you can tell the police,
because they're gonna be here any second!
No, no, that's not gonna happen.
You can't comprehend the sacrifices I've made!
They were tempting me!
They were trying to get me to do things,
disgusting things!
They were trying to hurt my family.
The only thing destroying your family is you!
Oh!
You!
Oh! Shit!
I thought...
Even though I walk through the valley
of the shadow of death, I will fear no evil for thou art...
What is he doing?
He's praying.
Sarah?
Don't you fucking move!
The Lord knows my heart, and He will judge me.
Like hell!
You'II never find the bodies.
You'II never know.
Daddy?
Come here.
Come down here.
What do you want?
I want to tell you...
everything.
Sarah...
Closer.
The last thing she said was your name.
Now do it.
Do it for me like I did it...
for your friend.
Just...
stop my breath.
Sarah.
No.
No, Sarah.
What about Darla?
She's so innocent.
None of us are innocent.
Daddy!