Erin:
So how do you guys
like the new wheels? I can't believe
I'm saying this, but your car was cooler. I think I found
a quarter under
the backseat. You see? Our luck
is changing already. Are you sure
about that? Amy:
Do you think
he's following us? Oh, god. God.
Get down. I thought you said
we were safe. Amy:
This is all your fault. What's he doing?
Is he pulling us over? Nothing, it's okay. I can't believe
this is happening. (siren blares) Oh, my god.
How could you get us into this? Stay down. -(chattering)
-(glass clinking) -(shushing)
-Everybody, quiet. Well, first of all,
I'd love to thank all of you
wonderful people, family and friends,
for coming here to help us celebrate our
tenth anniversary. (cheers, chatter) Thank you. Well, where do I start? It was 11 years ago, I was just a...
good ol' beat cop. And this young lady came zooming by me
at 67... in a 30. (laughter) -Speed demon.
-That is no joke, my friends. I think it was 45. -Year later,
we got hitched.
-Aw. Then Charlie came, and then I started law school and, well... the rest is history,
and now look at me. I noticed you weren't
really part of that story. -What more could I ask for?
-Yeah, well it's not a fairytale if the "little lady"
is a single mom. Everybody, raise your glass.
This toast is to you, my love. To the most beautiful person
in the world. Happy anniversary. -L'chaim!
-(cheers) Congratulations! Erin:
Yeah, we just had
the entire place remodeled. -It's beautiful.
-Thank you. This picture come with
the frame? It's the perfect family. -Oh, stop.
-(laughs) Aw, look at Charlie.
So grown up. Oh, he's so cute.
How's he liking camp? He loves it.
I don't think he wants to leave. Woman:
Well, I don't blame him. I know. Me neither. Woman: Well, I hope
he's getting some sleep. Woman #2: Seriously,
this family is just perfect. -Oh, picture perfect.
-Mom, where's the bottle opener? It's in the kitchen,
in the drawer. If it was there,
I wouldn't be asking. Okay, well I'll come
help you find it. In just a sec, okay? She looks great. Looks like
she got her mom's figure. Well, I will take that
as a compliment. -Thank you very much.
-(laughs) It is. Amazing spread tonight, Darren. Erin really outdid herself. Well, Erin doesn't work.
She takes care of the home. -You really keep her
on a pretty tight leash, huh?
-Yeah. Yeah, you would too
if your wife looked like that. What are you
trying to say, Gary? What? Nothing, I was just-- What, objectifying my wife? (chuckles)
I'm just kidding, man. -Jesus, wow!
-Okay. -This guy.
-I had you guys. Truth is, look... Erin, she's... she's not a risk taker. Okay? She would not
thrive in the work place. She's too naive. She's better at home. -(all chuckling)
-Thank you. Hey there, guys. -Hi!
-Hey, Frida,
how are you? -Good to see you.
-Good to see you. -Nancy, nice to see you.
-Darren, how are you? Good. Why didn't she
wear the dress I bought her? Erin:
Darren, you know,
girls her age like to make
their own fashion choices. Do you mind
if I steal my wife
for a second? Not at all.
Oh, and Erin, if you still want to talk
about the real estate exam,
just call me. Okay, thank you. What is this? -(chuckles)
-I thought we talked
about that. What? (sighs) It's a party, Darren. I don't care.
I told you no red lipstick. I know, I'm sorry. Your daughter can dress
like trash, but you... you're my wife. We have an image to uphold. Got it? (groans lightly) -(clears throat)
-Mm! I love you. I love you, too. -(music plays faintly)
-(chattering in distance) What's wrong? Jake:
I feel like someone's there. It's nothing, come here. Hey, Jake.
You guys having fun? What are you doing? Me? Uh... It's my property. My house, my pool. That's my chair. I think it's time for you
to say good night. I'll text you. I'm disappointed in you. (scoffs) You're not my dad. Darren:<i>
'Cause I caught her
practically having sex</i> with the kid out there
in the back porch. Is that how you taught her
how to express herself? (sighs) Darren... we need...
(whispers) help. (speaks normally) Okay? We need to talk to somebody. Just-- Would you stop
with the goddamn
couples therapy? "Till death do us part." Right? Right, babe. -(door opens)
-(Amy shivers) Where is your coat? I left it
in my locker. Can I drive? Not in this weather. I just drove
in this weather. That's what your driver's ed
is for, honey. Oh, my god. Darren's right,
you are afraid to take risks. When did he say that? When didn't he? If something happened
last night, you can tell me. Nothing happened. He kicked Jake out
because he hates him. He doesn't hate Jake. He was just--
He was just upset
about the dress. Well, no one asked him
to buy me an ugly yellow dress. I'm not ten. You know what,
I just-- When things aren't working,
sometimes you have to
consider... the alternative. What are you talking about? Darren and I have been together
for almost 11 years, and... people change. Are you leaving him? No. No, that's-- Mom! I am in my senior year
of high school and I finally have a boyfriend. And you just want
to mess that all up? I don't want
to mess everything up. There are just things
that you don't know. -Don't touch me.
-You don't know. I hate Darren, but I do not
want to go back to the way
things were. I like my life
the way it is right now. -I know, I know.
-Don't touch me! It's okay. I'm sorry
I said anything. Everything's fine. Just forget
I said anything, all right? (crickets chirping) Darren:
You spent over $500
at the mall. On what? Charlie needed
some stuff for camp. Sleeping bag, clothes. That wasn't $500. What else did you buy? What else did you buy? Nothing. Whoa, whoa, whoa.
Where-- where you going? We're having
a conversation. You're interrogating me. I'm not interrogating you. I'm just asking
you what you bought. Just tell me
what you bought. A dress, okay?
I bought a dress. Ah, where is it?
Let me see it. Why? Why? Because it's my money
and I want to see what I bought. (sighs) You already saw it. Last night, at the party. Amy wore it.
I bought her a dress. So, I--
I paid for two dresses? I just didn't want
her to be embarrassed. Oh, so now I'm--
I embarrass her. -That is not what I said.
-So you and your daughter deliberately disobeyed me.
You went behind my back, you made me look like an absolute fool
in my house with my friends -and now you spend my money?
-Don't-- Darren, I'm sorry! -I'm sorry!
You're hurting me!
-(Darren grunts) -Ah! (groans)
-(slap) -(panting)
-Now look what you've done. I'll call the police. And who are they
gonna believe, huh? A respected D.A.
or his gold-digging wife? -(cries)
-Stop being so dramatic. -Don't go back
to California, I miss you.
-I know, I know. I miss you too. -You look amazing.
-Oh, stop it. -You look amazing.
-Thank you. Well, except for that--
that Frankenstein thing
on your forehead. -Oh.
-What-- what is that? No. I just--
I tripped... on Charlie's toys. (laughs)
You're such a klutz. I know. So, anyway,
tell me about Italy.
How was it? It was awesome.
The food was amazing, the fashion was, like, -to die--
-The men? The men were, uh... they were kind of cheesy. -(laughs)
-Super cheesy, right? I know. (laughs) -(phone vibrates)
-Oh, oh, speaking of... -(phone continues vibrating)
-No. It's just one of those
Amber Alerts. That's a bummer.
Anyway... uh, how is Darren? -He is good. Yeah.
-Mm-hmm? Um, you know,
he's just... gearing up for the campaign. He's just really-- He's busy with work,
and... yeah. What's wrong? Nothing. What?
(chuckles) Nothing. I'm just... you know, it's just, uh--
just some personal stuff. Oh, I'm sorry, I thought
I was your best friend. I thought we told
each other personal things. I know, I totally know that. Let's talk about
your trip and-- You only have one day here. Did he hit you? No. No, no, no. No, we had
an argument and I fell. Oh, my god, Erin. He hit you. He didn't. Okay?
Just drop it. Just drop it. Are you lying to me right now? Let's, uh--
Let's talk about Italy. Come on. Okay, whatever.
Listen, fine. But listen to me, okay? If you or those kids
are ever in danger, I want you to come
straight to California, do you hear me? Look, we're living
on Jason's boat now. It's awesome, it's beautiful.
The kids would love it there. Anytime. Promise me? Everything's fine. Okay? Really. -Okay.
-Okay? (water running) (dishes clinking) (water stops) How was your day? It was good.
You know, just the usual. Errands, shopping. That's it. Yeah. You forgetting anything? No. Since when do
you drink coffee? So, what?
Are we digging through
the trash now, Darren? Answer the question. My friend wanted to have coffee.
I had lunch with my friend. Really? Which friend? Does that really matter? Was it a man? You think I'm having an affair? Just answer
the goddamn question. I had lunch
with my friend, Darren. That's all. You know, in my business,
you just created
reasonable doubt. I mean, the jury was
willing to go along
with your story, but by refusing to answer
a simple question... you create doubt. Well, this is our kitchen,
not a courtroom. Did you have lunch
with another man? Yes or no? All you need to know
is that I had lunch
with a friend, Darren. -Oh, with a friend.
-Get off me! Is that how you taught Amy
how to be a slut? (giggles)
No, who told you that? -That's just not true.
-Erin: You're hurting me,
stop it! -(plate shatters)
-Hey, Jake, sorry,
I'm gonna have to call you back. What's going on? Your mother dropped a plate.
Go back to your room. Maybe I don't want to. Disrespectful little bitch. Don't use that tone with her. This is my house.
I'll use whatever tone
I want to. (scoffs) I'm out of here. Darren:
Yeah, go. Okay. That is it. I am done with this marriage. -You're not going anywhere.
-(gasps) If you ever try to leave me, I will bury you and your daughter. "Till death do us part,"
remember? Mm. I'm going to bed. (birds chirping) (footsteps) Good morning. Morning. I didn't see Amy this morning. Oh, she stayed at Abby's.
She texted me. Hm, okay. Hey, I'm sorry, uh-- I should have told you
this last night but... it was Frida
that I had lunch with. I wanted to talk to her
about the real estate exam and I know that
you don't want me to work but I just thought
it couldn't hurt
to hear her out. It's okay. Have a good day, okay? ♪ ♪ Frida (through telephone):<i>
Hello?</i> Frida,
it's Darren Lattimer. <i> -Hey, how are you?</i>
-Hi, there. Hey, listen,
I'm actually calling
about my wife, Erin. Darren:<i>
I know you guys had lunch
yesterday and you were--</i> Frida:<i>
Actually, we--
we didn't have lunch.</i> You didn't? Oh.
I-- I thought... You know what? Darren:<i>
I think I got mixed up.</i> <i> I'm-- I'm really sorry
to bother you.</i> Frida:<i>
It's totally okay.</i> <i> -Sorry I couldn't help.</i>
-Great. Have a great day. Frida:<i>
You too. Bye.</i> (typing) (typing) (tires screech) (door closes) (engine starts) (indicator beeping) (garage door opening) Hey, Mrs. Lattimer.
How are you? Hi. You're here early this month. Yeah, um, Charlie is away
at summer camp. -Oh.
-And he's been
a little low this month, so I just want to make sure
he's got enough Glucagon. Maybe like five...
five shots. Well, unfortunately
your shipment doesn't come in
until the first. Okay. Maybe--
Maybe you've got some
in the back? Maybe you could just check
and see if there's any samples
or anything? Let me see what I have. Okay, thanks. (sighs) (phone vibrates) (phone vibrates) (phone vibrates) (phone vibrates) I have two. (bag rustles) -I'll just add this
to your account.
-(phone vibrates) -(tapping on phone)
-(phone vibrates) Mrs. Lattimer? Oh. Thank you,
I appreciate it. Excuse me. Yeah? Do you have these
in 1,000 minutes? Um, let me go
check in the back. Thank you. -Gary: Erin? Erin?
-(sighs) Erin? Oh, Gary. -Hey.
-Hey! -How are you?
-I'm good. Yeah, we didn't have
any more in the back, but did you want
me to ring you up
with that one? You know what? You could just--
You could put it on my bill. -Okay.
-Thank you. You buying a burner phone? No. (chuckles) Well, actually,
it's for my-- it's for Charlie. He's at summer camp. And he just--
he's so homesick. Ah, I know that feeling
all too well. Right? Hey, do me a favor
and don't say anything
to Darren. Just 'cause
I don't want him to worry. It'll be our little secret. Thank you. All right, see you later, Gary. Amy, why aren't you
picking up my-- call? (beep) Come on, baby.
Answer the phone. <i> This is Amy,
who's this?</i> The woman who
gave birth to you. <i> Mom? What number is this?</i> That's nice that you
won't pick up the phone
for your own mother, but you'll answer
for a complete stranger. <i> Well, if it's so important
just text me.</i> Listen, I gotta tell you
some things in person. I'm gonna be over
at Abby's in ten minutes. Amy? I'm at Jake's. Amy:
I'll call you later. Don't be mad at me. I'm not,
just get in the car. Nothing happened. If you're wondering. His parents are, like,
really old school. They had us sleep
in separate rooms. We'll talk about it later. You just missed our turn. Where are we going? As far away as possible. (typing) (beep) (typing) Oh. You little... -(taps key)
-(beep) -(pounding on keys)
-(beeping) (pounds fist on desk) (sighs) Automated voice:<i> Confirmed.
Hello, Mr. Darren Lattimer.</i> <i> Please say one
for account information,</i> <i> two for account balance.</i> -Two.<i>
-Three for--</i> <i> Would you like to hear
the balance of account number
2974-9872-3489?</i> <i> Please press one to confirm.</i> <i> Your account balance
is zero dollars
and zero cents.</i> Amy:<i>
Why can't you just get
a divorce like a normal couple?</i> Yesterday, you didn't want
us to split up. That was before
you abducted me. Amy-- (sighs) It's between Darren and I.
There's a lot of stuff
that you don't know. That's because you don't
talk to me about anything. I am your mother! I will tell you what you need
to know when you need
to know it. So what's the plan here? Are we gonna hold hands
and drive off a cliff? We're gonna go get Charlie
and then we're gonna stay
with Stacy for a little while. -In Italy?
-She's in California. -(phone vibrates)
-Oh, it's Darren. You want me to tell him
you're kidnapping us. (thuds) Are you insane? Did you just throw my phone
out the window? Darren installed
a tracking device on your phone. He uploaded it months ago. You've been tracking me? Not me. Him. If it makes you feel
any better,
he did it to me too. It doesn't. (car engine running) Darren:<i> His favorite
pajamas are missing.</i> I thought you told me
he was at camp. Yeah, he didn't
take them. Okay? But there's plenty
of other things missing. Even toys. So neither she
nor your step-daughter
are answering their phones? I installed a tracker
on their phones, but it's on my computer. And she changed the password. So, we have the little missus,
packs stuff and takes off. Is there any reason why? -What are you saying?
-What happened to your hand? It's an accident, Lou.
What are you getting at? You know what?
Forget that. I'm a public figure, and I can't have
my own wife clearing out
our joint bank account. Now she takes the kids? This is spousal child abduction. I need you to help me! Darren, there's no
custody battle going on here. She's allowed to take
the kids on a trip. Is this about Martinez? What? What are you
talking about? That case was closed
two years ago. She doesn't know
anything about that. Are you sure? Lou, I think I know my wife. All right. I want an Amber Alert. You know the rules. That can only be issued
if there is a threat
of violence. Then I need
to show you something. Come on. (sighs) Darren:
She took the gun. Does anybody else have
the combo besides you or her? No, no one. I didn't say anything
because I-- (sighs) She's my wife, Lou. But now she's got
a loaded gun. Yeah. It's my fault, too. I should have been
more careful, I should have
hid it in a different place, safer place. Nah, you can't
blame yourself. How are you supposed to know
she'd do something like this? I just want
my family back. Gotta help me, Lou. Stay right here,
it's not gonna take long. (door closes) (birds chirping) -(man typing)
-Hi. -Hi.
-I'm Erin Lattimer. My son, Charlie,
is a camper here. I brought him
some medicine from home. Do you just want
to leave the medicine
here with me? Sure. Um, actually,
it's in the car. You know what?
I would love to say hi
to my baby boy. Oh, yeah. Okay, well,
all the campers are in
the dining hall right now so I'll have to go get him. -Okay. I'll just wait.
-All right. Yeah. Great. And it's, uh... Charlie? -Charlie Lattimer.
-Charlie Lattimer. (phone vibrates) (campers chattering) Charlie:
Mom! Charlie! Baby! -What are you doing here?
-I brought you your medicine. And a care package.
It's in the car. -Do you mind?
-Yeah. Sure, just, uh... meet me back
in the office. -Cool. Thank you.
-Okay. Quickly, baby. -Come on. Come on,
come on, come on.<i>
-(phone ringing)</i> This is Barney. Erin Lattimer? -Oh, god.
-(phone clatters) Mrs. Lattimer! Erin! No! Barney:
Stop! (indistinct) -Erin! Don't you dare!
-(gasps) Wait! Erin! No! No, no, no, stop! Erin! Erin! Don't you dare! -Erin!
-(tires squeal) Stop! Amy:
He put an Amber Alert
on us, Mom. -What?!
-You know how
embarrassing this is for me? My friends are
gonna see this. What's an Amber Alert? It means
Mom's kidnapping us. -Amy!
-What? He deserves to know. -Everybody else does.
-We're going on a vacation. Can you at least
drive normal? You're gonna get us killed. I wanna go home. We can't go home
right now, honey, okay? -Put your seatbelt on.
-Mommy thinks your
daddy's a psycho! Amy! You are not helping! What's a psycho? Your daddy's not well
right now, honey, okay? -How much longer?
-Another hour. I don't know, maybe.
You got a lot of security
on this thing. Lou:
Darren. I just got off the phone
with the head counselor
for the camp. And? Erin took Charlie. Okay, I'm gonna pick up
some snacks and some
waters, Charlie. -I need you to check
your blood sugar, okay?
-Okay. Where are we gonna
stay tonight, Mom? We can't just
keep driving. I'm gonna figure
that out, alright? You just stay put
and help your brother. (door closes) -Do you need my help?
-No. Good. I have to pee. Mom said to wait here. I'll be right back. -(door closes)
-(sighs) (objects clattering) Oh, I'm sorry, ma'am,
are you okay? Oh my God! Did I really
get all this energy drink? God, when you see it all
laid out on the ground
like that. I'm Wes, by the-- Nice to meet you, too. Where's your sister? -Bathroom.
-(phone vibrates) -(phone vibrates) What's that, Mommy? It's nothing, sweetheart. -Hey! Did you
check your levels?
-Uh-huh. -(tapping)
-(gasps) Erin:
Oh my God. Hi, Officer,
is there a problem? Could you please back
your car up a couple of feet? I need to get
to the gas pump. Oh! (chuckles) Yes, I am so sorry. -Yes, we are actually
just leaving.
-Alright. -Have a good night.
-You too. Get in the car right now. Why did you leave
your brother?
I told you not to! Amy:
Why would you kidnap us? So, the camp is at an
intersection of two highways. She could've went in
four different directions. -Any ideas?
-Why don't we just
throw a dart at a map? Would that help? You think she would've
went out of the country? No, she would have
needed her pass-- -Move.
-What? She took them. She took the passports! Alright, well,
I'll contact the airports
and the border patrol. No, Lou. You don't understand.
She took all of 'em. Mine, too. Jesus, Darren. Your passport's the only
evidence she needs to link us to Martinez
and the cartel! Listen, I took two trips
to Juarez, okay? She thinks I went down
to Texas to visit my sister. She's not capable of putting
any of this together. She won't know anything.
Just trust me. All we have to do
is find her. Don't let the name throw ya!
This baby was made in America. -Is that right?
-Oh, yeah, mileage king. Little bumblebee
of an engine just keeps
going and going and going. You like what you see? I think I do.
How much you want? For you? Ten grand. (chuckles)
I'm on a bit
of a budget. Well, darlin',
budget's my middle name. That there's a little piece
of American history. How many miles on her? 150, 160. I'll let you have it
for $1,995. She gonna break down on me? Now, ma'am, all of our vehicles
are inspected by my own
personal mechanic. Now, of course,
a vehicle this age may run into problems
down the line, but that is the price
of owning a classic. It's like equestrianism.
It's the sport of queens. Will you take cash? Does the pope
wear a funny hat? One condition though.
No paperwork. I don't know.
I can get in a lot
of trouble for that. How about an
even $3,000? -I can work with that.
-Deal. By the way, I found a quarter
under the backseat. You see? Our luck
is changing already. Are you sure about that? Okay, duck.
Duck down. -I thought you said
we were safe.
-We are, we are, it's fine. Just stay down. -This is all your fault.
-Stay down. Amy:
It stinks down here! It's alright. Amy:
What's he doing? Nothing. It's okay. I can't believe
this is happening. Oh my God, how could
you get us into this? (siren wailing) Oh my God. Relax.
It's alright.
It's alright. Okay, sit up. You can sit up now. It's alright. I'm not doing that again! I found another quarter! -You did?
-Yeah. This mattress is worse
than camp! It's only for one night. Amy:
Mom! Mom, come here! What is it? -It's just a cockroach.
-Look how big it is. Well, it reminds me
of Mr. Ross Roacherson. Come on!
From where we lived
before we met Darren. Oh my God,
I forgot about that. Yeah, it was pretty crappy. We were poor, weren't we? Yeah... but we were happy. Remember we used
to play Go Fish
during the daytime, and then at night,
we'd walk to the store. -Oh, yeah.
-Those little cups
of ice cream. Mint chocolate chip,
yeah. Every time. -Every time!
-(laughs) You used to take me
everywhere. Yeah, well, I needed you
to help me be an adult. I needed you--
you were a kid,
but I needed you. Just as much as
you needed me. We were best friends. Yeah. And we had roaches, not that big, but we had 'em. You used to name them! Hey, Charlie,
come meet Albert... -Roacherstein.
-Albert! -Charlie, come here!
-Roacherstein? Okay. Charlie, come look at the-- Get the kit! -Where is it?
-It's in my suitcase.
Stay calm. Charlie? Charlie, baby! Wake up. Here. It's not here, Mom. -Are you sure you didn't
leave it in the car?
-No, I wouldn't have done that. Where is it?
I wouldn't have
left it anywhere. Where is it? -It was right here!
-I can't believe you! -Amy, not now.
-What-- what if
I don't find it? Just keep
looking for it, okay? -Where are you going?
-I'm gonna go
to the car and check. -Just keep him awake.
-Charlie? (drops keys) (whimpers) I got it, I got it! Charlie? Hang on, baby.
Hang on, I got it, baby. Just stay with me.
Stay with me, okay? Charlie, it's coming, okay? I'm gonna help you
out right now, baby. Stay with me, baby. Here we go. We got it. Alright. Okay, baby, I need
you to wake up. Okay, I need you
to wake up, alright, baby? I need you to fight
right now! I need you to wake up. Come on. Please don't do this. Baby. Mom? What happened? You had a little seizure,
baby, but you're okay now. -You're okay.
-Oh, thank God. I just got off the phone
with the Tulsa PD. I think we have
a line on Erin. Bad news is she picked
up a car from a lot. Purchased it
without paperwork
or a license plate. So, go find the car. Lou:
Right. -Jake:<i> Where are you?</i>
-We're at, like,
the crappiest motel ever. You heard of Motel Six?
This is like Motel Five. <i>You know, I've been trying
to text and call you.</i> My mom threw my
phone out the window. <i>Wait, what?
I mean, are you kidding?</i> (chuckles)
Yeah, she's being
really psycho right now. She basically
kidnapped us. <i> -Okay, well, does she,
like, have a plan?</i>
-I don't know. She said we were gonna
stay with her friend,
Stacy or something, but that's, like,
way far away. -Jake, I gotta go.
-<i> Amy, wait, I--</i> Wake up! Wake up, wake up. We gotta go.
The police are here. -Come on,
the police are here.
-What? What is-- (panting) -Oh, sh--
-(indistinct police chatter) Charlie, get up, baby. Get up, come on. Come on, baby, let's go. Radio Dispatcher:<i>
Suspect is 5'10, brunette.</i> <i> Believed to be armed
and dangerous.
Proceed with caution.</i> -What do you think?
-I think it's late. They saw us coming
and either hitched a ride,
or stole another vehicle. They could be a hundred
miles away by now. Well, it's official. Worst night ever. No argument here. I'm hungry. Saw a truck stop
a couple miles back. They towed our car, Mom. What are we gonna do?
Call an Uber? Charlie:
I spy with my little eye... something brown. -Amy: The dirt?
-Nope! -Erin: This might
take a while.
-(kids chuckle) Rust? Is it the rust? -Charlie: Yeah.
-Are you serious? Nope, it's the rust. I wish we had
grabbed a few things
from our bags first. Still... could
use a toothbrush. What? Mom, what's wrong? Did you forget
Charlie's insulin kit? No... but I left the money
in the car. What?! Why would you leave
the money in the car? Because I didn't want
to put it all in my purse. How much do we have left? -Less than $300.
-Cool. No, Charlie, not cool. We just left 6,000 bucks
with the cops. Come on, let's go.
Come on! So, here's what
we got so far. Amy calls this kid, Jake. We trace the number
to this fleabag motel. When the cops got there,
they're gone, but the good news is
they got the car
and the money. What about the passports? No, she still has 'em, but they're on foot,
and they're low on options. So, why haven't
we picked them up? We have several cars
canvassing the area. -Go ahead and
patch us through.
-Yep. -Man #1:<i> Yeah, they've been
looking for-- for days.</i>
-Man #2:<i> Nothing yet, huh?</i> Man #1:<i> Nothing yet,
except for the damn kids.</i> Amy:
What are we gonna do, Mom? I don't know, Amy,
I don't have all the answers. I'm just doing the best
that I can here. (scoffs)
If this is your best,
I'd hate to see your worst. What else you want?
You want some
chocolate chip cookies? -Charlie: Yeah.
-Me too, I can't wait. You folks lost? Uh, no, we just had some
car trouble a while back, but we're good.
We're good now, thanks. Where you headed? California. Just the three of you? Uh, yeah. I could take y'all. Why don't you hop in? Mom, can I talk to you? Just one second. You're not seriously
considering this? -We need a ride.
-With this guy?! He could be a serial killer
for all we know. Amy, Darren is looking for us, and it's only a matter of time before he finds us. Good! Maybe we should let him. Look at us, Mom. We have nothing. I'm sure if you just
apologize to him
he would take us back. Was it really that bad? It was worse, Amy, much worse. So tell me. -(phone rings)
-Now is not the time. Now is never a good time! I am trying to protect you. Oh! Oh, you call this
protecting me? (phone continues ringing) Who is this? That's Jake. Called him
from the motel last night. Are you serious? What is your problem? My problem is that
they can trace phone calls. -It's a burner phone!
-That doesn't mean
they can't trace it. This phone was for
emergencies only, and you wonder
why I don't treat you
like an adult. Man on radio:<i>
Yeah, this is Officer Cheney.</i> <i> We're pulling into
the truck stop just north
of the motel in a moment.</i> Copy that. Mrs. Lattimer
is considered a flight risk, -and armed and dangerous.<i>
-Copy that, we'll let you
know what we see.</i> Mom, where's Charlie? Charlie. Charlie! -Did you see which
way my son went?
-No. Charlie? Charlie! Where did you go? Charlie? Cheney:<i>
Uh, yeah, we've got eyewitness
confirmation. They're here.</i> Roger that.
Let me know when you have
visible confirmation. Over. (panting) Charlie! (grunts) Man #2:<i> This is Officer Dean.
We have contact with
the phone company.</i> -<i> They're getting a signal
from her phone.</i>
-Paul, call her now. (phone rings) -Who is it?
-<i> Yeah, we just spoke with
a trucker who claimed--</i> -Whose phone is that?
Is that hers?
-Shh! (phone continues ringing) -Dean:<i> Uh, we think we got 'em.</i>
-Cheney:<i> They're in
the trailer now.</i> <i> Closing in now.
Go, go, go, go.</i> (phone ringing) I told you,
you got the wrong guy. (phone continues ringing) -<i> She ditched the phone
under the truck.</i>
-Damn it! God! Wes (singing):
♪ Run out of road ♪ ♪ Run out of love ♪ ♪ Run across the country
in my pick-up truck ♪ ♪ That's the way I live, whoo ♪ ♪ She left me ♪ Wes:
What? You guys don't
like country music? -Does anyone?
-Well, I do. (chuckles) This feels safe, Mom. Wes, thank you
for being so nice, but, um, you can just
drop us off at the next stop. Thought y'all were
headed to California. Well, we are, but um, I think we'll just rent a car. Out here? Good luck. The next stop
will be fine... really. Tell you what, I know
this little restaurant
off the highway a stretch. Best food
you'll find for miles. I say, we go on,
grab a bite, my treat, and if you still feel
like parting ways, then, uh... you should be able
to find a ride there,
no problem. I don't know,
I don't think that's -Come on.
-a very good idea. I'm hungry. (honks horn)
Good. It's settled then. Charlie:
Hey, they have key lime pie! -Oh, hold up.
You love key lime pie?
-I love it! Well, did you know my mother
makes the best key lime pie
in the country? It's a well-known fact. Charlie:
I wanna try it. Well, when you folks
get to where you're going, -I'll have her
send you a piece.
-Wait a second. -You can send pie
in the mail?
-(chuckles) Yeah. Hey, Charlie, you have
to check your levels
before you eat dessert. -Uh-oh.
-There you go. Thank you. Whoa, buddy,
complicated stuff. Not really.
It just measures
the blood sugar. Mm-hmm.
Ah! Did that hurt? You get used to it. Yeah, well, I can't
stand needles. - I don't think
I could handle that.
-145. Is that good? -Yeah.
-Yeah? What's bad? -400.
-What happens then? Too much sugar,
or hyperglycemia, and you can go
into shock or a coma. Too much insulin,
that's hypoglycemia, you go into
shock or a coma. -Either way sucks.
-Yeah, sounds like it. Hey, you guys wanna go
check out the pies? You know how many carbs
are in a slice of pie? Amy, come on.
Please just go
with your brother. -Good kids.
-Yeah, I like 'em. Where's Dad? Sorry. None of my business. No, it's just...
it's complicated. You know whatever it is,
I'm just-- I'm happy to help. -Why?
-I don't know. You seem like good people.
To be honest, I could
use the karma. So, what's your
impression of us truckers? I don't know.
You're the only one
I've ever met, so... And? and I think
the kids are tired. I should probably... (tutting)
This one is on me. Come on, you've
already done plenty. I'm not gonna let you
pay for our food. Rock, paper, scissors? -What?
-Come on,
rock, paper, scissors. What are we,
eight years old? Loser pays. Come on! -(scoffs)
-Ready? Go! Oh! Well, looks like
this one's on me. We gotta get you to bed. Alright, here we are.
Two deluxe suites. How about guys
in one room,
girls in the other? -I don't think so.
-Oh. Or adults in one room,
kids in the other room? How about kids in one room, your mom in her own room,
and me out in the truck? No, Wes, please take a room.
The kids and I are gonna share. I'm not sharing
a room with Charlie. -And I don't want
you in my room.
-Erin: Guys, please. It's fine, really,
I'm used to sleeping out there. Besides, y'all had
a long day, and uh... deserve a nice,
solid mattress. -Are you sure?
-Positive. -Goodnight y'all.
-Alright. -Charlie: Goodnight!
-Amy: Thank you. Man on TV:<i>
None of your
business, Nose-ina!</i> (sighs heavily) Oh! You scared me.
I'm sorry. What are you doing
sneaking around here
in the middle of the night? Um, well, I just--
I saw your
truck light was on. Had a little
trouble sleeping. Yeah, me too. Want something to drink? I got a wide variety
of energy drinks
and caffeinated beverages. -No, thanks. I-I just
came out to say I'm sorry.
-For what? Well, you've been very
kind to me and my family, and I was kind of a bitch
when we first met, and I just wanted
to say I am sorry, and thank you. Alright, uh, good night. Wait, that-- that's it? Um, what do you mean? Rock, paper, scissors? Hmm? -For what?
-You win, you go
back to your room. I win, you hang out. -Thirty minutes, just talking.
No funny business.
-"No funny business." Promise. What do you say? Alright. -Ready?
-Here we go. -Alright.
-Okay. Oh! Winner, winner,
chicken dinner. (both laugh) Erin:
This is my second time
on a roof today. I-- Heights
are not my thing. Oh, come on! It's beautiful out here. -Pretty nice.
-Yeah. Alright, alright. You see that big group
of stars right up above us? -I think so.
-That is Orion... or Pegasus or... actually, I have no idea
what I'm talking about. (both laugh) I didn't think so. Does this work on
all the girls you pick up
at truck stops? No, you're the first. Girls at truck stops
are called "Lot Lizards." Pretty hard to meet
a nice girl at a truck stop. So, you think
I'm a nice girl, huh? Yeah, sure,
for a bank robber. Okay, I'm assuming
that you're talking about
the cash in my purse. Well, I'm not a bank robber.
That was all mine. -Ours.
-Okay. Uh, it's all gone
by the way. Just in case
you were thinking
about stealing it. Well, nice knowing ya. Okay! Alright, so you may
not be a criminal, but... you're definitely
running from something. Was he really that bad? Not at first. In the beginning,
it was kind of a fairy tale. He was a cop. He was very
competent and strong. Made me feel safe. And the way he looked at me. It was like I was
the only girl in the world. But (clears throat)... over the years,
the look changed, and he became controlling, and he stopped
trusting me, and... He become violent? Yeah. Yeah, my pop
was the same way. My mom never had
the guts to leave him. I'm sorry. That-- That must have been
really hard for a kid. Yeah, but, you know,
we survived. Just like you. You're a survivor. (chuckles) Is that how you see me? No, I actually see
a lot more than that. You know, I should
probably get back
to the room. -You sure?
-Yeah. I'm just gonna... head back to the old,
lumpy mattress. I'm just gonna stay
out here, and uh... you know, work on
my constellations. Okay. -Goodnight.
-Night, Erin. Hey, Wes? I locked my key
in my room. Mr. Lattimer,
as soon as you're ready,
we're set to go. Thank you. (sighs) (instrumental music on TV) (polar bear growls on TV) Reporter:<i>
Coming up in
our next segment,</i> <i> the nation's
Amber Alert system.</i> <i> How well is it working?</i> -<i> Can you trust it?</i>
-Whoa. <i> I had an interview
with District Attorney
Darren Lattimer,</i> <i> who has issued
an Amber Alert
on his own wife.</i> Mom! Mom, Darren's gonna be on TV. What-- what--
what's wrong? Where's my mom? -What's wrong?
-Oh my God. I can't believe you! Relax! It's not
what it looks like. I locked myself out.
I slept back here,
and Wes slept up front. Do you think I'm stupid? You think you can just
do whatever you want, and you're so selfish, Mom! Oh, and FYI,
Darren's on TV. <i> We're talking with
Darren Lattimer,</i> <i>popular District Attorney
of St. Charles county, Virgina,</i> -<i> and possible
Congressional candidate.</i>
-Mom, look! -Daddy's on TV.
-<i> Good morning, Mr. Lattimer.</i> <i> -It's good to be here.
-I'm just gonna
jump right in.</i> <i> Was it a difficult decision
to issue an Amber Alert
on your own wife and kids?</i> Darren:<i>
Yes, that's an
understatement. Yes.</i> <i> Um, but let's be clear.
I am only doing this
to protect my children.</i> <i> As you know,
Amber Alerts
are only sanctioned</i> <i> if there's an imminent
threat on a child's safety.</i> I can't believe it. <i> -And you believe your
own wife is a threat?
-I'm afraid so.</i> <i> We have a gun
in our house</i> <i> in a safe with a combination</i> <i> only known by
my wife and myself.</i> <i> That gun is missing.</i> What-- He's lying!
I didn't--
I didn't take his gun. Reporter:<i>
Is that all?</i> <i> I'm sorry, uh,
no, it's not.</i> <i> This is-- this is
difficult to talk about.</i> <i> I love my wife,</i> <i> but she suffers
from mental illness.</i> <i> She's been on and off
medication for years now.</i> <i> Battling this disease,
I mean, there's even
been suicide attempts,</i> <i> and even threats
to our own children.</i> <i> I have done everything...</i> <i> that I could to help her,</i> <i> but recently, she's
gone off her meds again,</i> <i> and quite frankly,
I am afraid of what--</i> <i> what she's capable of.</i> I'm gonna step outside. Darren:<i>
Well, it seems to me...</i> <i> the bigger discussion here
is mental health in America</i> <i> and the stigma put on that.</i> <i> My wife needs help.</i> <i> Okay, but she's
afraid of what--</i> <i> of the damage that
she could-- she could do.</i> <i> -To your career?
-Yes.</i> <i> I'm a public figure, okay?</i> <i> Our lives, our whole lives
are under a microscope.</i> Hey! Hey, listen. I'm gonna explain
all of this to you later. -Okay?
-Okay. Okay, pack your stuff.
We gotta go. Oh, what about Amy? Keep an eye on Charlie.
I gotta find Amy. Yeah, sure. Amy, you get back
here right now! Amy, stop! What are you doing? Going home. Do you know what happens
to teenage girls who hitchhike? They end up sleeping
in a truck with a stranger? Nothing happened
with Wes, Amy. I miss Jake,
and I miss my friends, and I don't want
to live in California. Amy, you may
not realize this, but everything I ever do
is because of you. Okay? I know you didn't
know your dad, and I'm really
sorry about that. When I met Darren, I thought he was a good man. He was a solid-- A solid man who could... give us a family
we never had
and take care of us. Be a father figure to you! And I knew we had
problems early on, but I overlooked them,
and I hid them from you. That time that I broke my arm? That was him. That was not
a bicycle accident. (sighs) I didn't have
the strength to leave him. He really broke your arm? Why didn't you tell me? I know, I'm sorry.
I should have.
I should have told you, I-- Maybe if I did,
we wouldn't be
standing here right now. I love you. I love you too, Mom. So, let's get your
stuff together.
We gotta go. -Charlie?
-Wes: In here, hurry! -Charlie?
-(Charlie breathing heavily) Oh my God, what happened? He was-- he was feeling weird.
I tried to take a reading and-- -I think I broke
the needle.
-Okay, move. -Charlie? Baby?
-Amy: What's his level? Level? I don't know,
I don't know. -I tried checking it on the--
-Did you give him insulin? No, not yet!
There's like six different
kinds of medicine. (indistinct, muffled dialogue) ♪ ♪ Come on, come on,
come on, come on,
please, please, please. Wes, he's okay now. I am very sorry that
you had to go through that. (sighs) I could've killed him! Jesus. Is there anything else
I need to know? Huh? After Charlie was born... I had post-partum
depression. And it lasted
longer than usual. I was on anti-depressants. -So that's what he was
talking about on the news.
-Yes. But I'm fine now, he was just twisting it. He was just twisting it
to make himself seem-- You know what,
if I would have
stayed there... he would have killed me. So, if you wanna
part ways right now, please. Go ahead. You have done
more than enough. Now, we're sure
she's heading west. We're just not sure how
or who she's traveling with. What? You think she's
with someone else? Well, I think we have to be
open to the possibility. -How sure are you
that she was--
-What? Loyal? Are you saying she was
having an affair? Well, she's managed
to elude us thus far. It's possible
someone's helping her. Is this what you do?
You sit around and speculate how my wife is screwing
another guy behind my back? -I'm on your side.
-Are you? Throw your ego out the door,
and focus on finding your wife. -'Cause if we don't...
-Then you're not on my side. I'm not gonna take
the fall for your mistake. -My mistake?
-It's your wife. You let this happen. You listen to me,
and you listen good. You let Martinez walk too. Your hands are just
as dirty as mine. Whose Mexican stamps
are in his passport? The one that's out there
with his wife right now! That was never
part of the deal. Why don't you tell me
what the deal is? Okay? What's the deal, Lou? If we don't find her... I'm washing my hands, and you're gonna
be all alone. ♪ Heading up north
driving through the pines ♪ ♪ Making my break
from the city lights ♪ ♪ My heart told me
that the time was right ♪ ♪ Maybe I'll find
some peace tonight ♪ Charlie, check your levels. ♪ Tell my Mama,
won't sell my soul ♪ ♪ For millions of dollars,
diamonds or pearls ♪ ♪ If that devil
catches up with me ♪ ♪ I hope I find
the strength I need ♪ ♪ 'Cause it's
a long way down ♪ ♪ That cold and
darkened valley ♪ ♪ I'm tired of living ♪ ♪ Through other
people's journeys ♪ ♪ And I'll make my way ♪ ♪ As soon as I see the sun ♪ ♪ Now the road
is calling so long ♪ (vehicle approaches) Hey, Mr. Lattimer. -What's going on?
-Hey, Jake. I just came by to see
how you were holding up. -I'm okay.
-Hmm, and how's Amy? I don't--
I don't really know. You talked to her
the other night at
the motel, didn't you? Motel?
I'm not sure what
you're talking about, sir. Ah. Why don't you--
why don't you-- why don't
you jump in the car? I think you and I need
to have a little talk. I, uh, I'm good, sir. I actually have
somewhere I gotta be. Get in the car, son. Talk. Okay, you-- you were right. We-- we did talk
the other night, but she didn't
tell me anything. -I swear.
-Why'd you lie? Because I didn't
want to get involved. Well, then, you talked
to her the next night too,
didn't you? That doesn't sound
like someone who
doesn't want to get involved. -Where they going?
-I... I don't know, sir, I-- I--I swear she
didn't tell me much. Jake, I'm the DA. My best friends are cops. For your own
self-preservation, I think... I need for you to think
long and hard... about what side you're on. You know
in law enforcement... we're trained
to not shoot unless
we're in imminent danger. But sometimes
people get shot. And when they do,
a jury tends to believe
our version. Look at me. Do you catch my drift? Stacy's. But that's all she said!
She just told me that they
were going to Stacy's. -You're not lying to me.
-No. -You sure?
-I swear. Alright. Okay,
you did good tonight. -Amy: No!
-Charlie: No! It's my side! Okay, you stay right here. No, you stay over there! ♪ Make 'em into melodies ♪ ♪ Play me yours
and I'll play mine ♪ -No!
-Arizona! Whoo! ♪ Ohio ♪ Erin:
Arizona! ♪ Treat me well ♪ Pick up your feet! Ah! -Arizona!
-Pick up your boots, boy. ♪ Treat me well ♪ California! Whoo! ♪ California ♪ How long until we're there?
I'm starving. Four more hours. -What?
-(clapping) Yay, Wes. Yay, Wes! (honks horn)
My pleasure, y'all. (laughs) Stacy, Stacy... Stacy, Stacy,
Stacy, Stacy, Stacy... Stacy Hansen. Boom. I remember you. You complained about
the music at my wedding... bitch. Thought you were in Italy. Gotcha. -(chuckles)
-Is this it? -It's so...
-Amazing. -(all laughing)
-Charlie: Put me down. Amy:
We did it, Mom.
We're finally here. Babe! Erin's here! Jason:
Thank God. -Erin?
-Hi, Stacy. I am so sorry
I didn't call first. I just-- I didn't want
anyone to know
where we were. No, of course,
of course. -Is your offer still good?
-Oh my God, of course! I saw Darren on the news.
I've been worried sick
about you guys. Are you guys okay? -We are now. (laughs)
-Hey, Erin. -It's been a while.
-Hey, it's been too long. It's so good
to see you, Jason. Okay, who are
these grownups? -Come here, you!
-No, I really need a shower. (laughs) Stacy:
Oh my God,
you are so big! Thank you. I don't know how you did it,
but thank you. I just kept my
eyes on the road. (both chuckling) Well, I couldn't have
done it without you. So, uh... what now? I don't know.
Guess I didn't really
think it out too much. I guess we start
some kinda life here. -Oh, you meant--
-Just a general question is all. Well, uh, I-I don't know. Look, uh, I got to get
this shipment up
to Sacramento, but, uh... I'll be back through
in a couple days. I could swing by. Stacy:
Hey, Erin! Invite him to the
fireworks on Friday. Hey, rock, paper, scissors. I win, I swing by. You win... I swing by. Let's just call it
you swing by. So, I guess, uh... -Okay.
-Yeah? -Um, alright.
-Yeah. I'll try and make it. Okay. -See you in a couple days.
-Okay. Aw. -The hat?
-I'm coming back for that. I get the hat. Okay. You know what?
I'm gonna keep it
safe for you. Please do. Alright, ladies. Dishes are done. -I'm gonna turn in.
-Okay. Yeah. Erin, you and the kids
can stay here as long
as you'd like. Thank you, Jason. -Gosh, I really appreciate that.
-It's our pleasure. Now, no skinny-dipping,
you two. No promises. (Stacy chuckles) Seriously, could he
be any more perfect? Oh, I know. I got lucky. Speaking of, uh,
getting lucky, what's going on with you
and hunky truck driver man? -Nothing! Nothing!
-Uh-huh. Oh, stop. -We just met.
-(chuckles) Stacy, this boat
is incredible. Thank you. How are you doing? -I'm better.
-Yeah? Yeah, a lot better. Jason knows
a great lawyer. I can put you in touch
with him whenever
you're ready. The most important
thing is that... you got away. You're safe here. Yeah. I feel much safer. (gun clicks) I can't believe it's been
a whole week since
I've used the internet. Don't post anything.
We're not out of
the woods yet. Duh, Mom. Mom? Yeah, baby? Are we gonna be okay? Of course. Is Daddy gonna find us? Honey, you know your father
loves you very much. But if he really loved me, he'd be nice to you. Sweetie... mine and your
daddy's problems... have nothing to do
with you, okay? I know that's confusing,
but it's complicated. It's not complicated
to be nice, Mommy. It's normal. You're right. You're right. 2015. Oh my God. Jason:
Again, the rabbit goes
through the hole, around the bend. -Around the tree.
-Uh-huh. -Through the hole.
-Uh-huh. -And pull.
-Pull. -Okay, now your turn.
-Look at him. He's having so much fun. -Which one?
-Jason: And pull. -(women chuckling)
-(laughs) Yes! We really needed this. These past couple days... have been incredible. I think the kids
are really starting
to like it here. Well, good. I think Jason wants a son. -So, give him one!
-Oh, stop. I don't know what
you guys are waiting for. Diapers? It all seems
so overwhelming. Anyway, taste this.
Is this a little
too strong? No, doesn't taste
like any alcohol. Oh my God! (squeals) -Really?
-Don't let Jason hear you. Don't tell Jason,
don't tell Jason.
It's only been two months. Don't say anything.
His mom doesn't
even know yet. -What's going on?
-Nothing! We're just really happy
to see each other. Hey, we should probably start
getting ready if we wanna see
the fireworks tonight. Okay, babe. -(Stacy chuckles)
-I can't believe it! ♪ Row my boat
to the shore, girl ♪ ♪ Row my boat to the shore ♪ ♪ Row my boat to the shore,
pretty dancing girl ♪ ♪ Row my boat to the shore ♪ ♪ And you'll feel
the pain no more ♪ Stacy... if I tell you something
about Darren, can you keep it a secret? -At least, just for now.
-Yeah, sure. I found something
in his passport, and I don't know
exactly what it means, but it does prove
that he was lying. You mean,
like an affair? No, actually, it's worse. -Hi.
-Hey. Mom, I'm cold. Aw! Your sister went
to get us some jackets
from the boat. Actually, she's been
gone a long time. Do you want me
to go check on her? 'Cause there's a lot of cute
distractions around here. (chuckles)
I'll go check on her.
Come here. You stay here. Amy. Amy? Amy! Are you down here? Amy! Hi, sweetheart. -Did you miss me?
-Where's my daughter? (both grunting) Come on. How does that feel, Erin? Hmm? To lose a child?
To not know where she is? To not know if
she's alive or dead. Darren, please don't do this. Where is it? -I don't know what
you're talking about.
-My passport. Where is it? I don't know.
I think it's with
the other ones. Well, get it. Now. Get it! So, why don't you
join me above deck? And we can watch
fireworks like we used to. Darren:
Who can argue
with a view like this? Darren... please. Where is she? -There she is!
-Amy! -I'm here!
-(whimpering) (Amy yelps) Mom! Get away from her.
You get away from her! No problem.
I'll touch you then. Now, now, what? What? -What? Come on, what?
-Mom. You like that, hmm? Just let us go. I won't say anything
to anybody. Just-- just
let us go, Darren. -Nah, I can't do that.
-So what? -Did you come all the way
out here to kill me?
-Oh, I'm not gonna kill you. You're gonna do it yourself with the gun that you stole. I can see it now. "Suicidal mother abducts kids
and kills herself." -You're crazy.
-Yeah. I didn't plan on
Amy being here. I guess you're gonna
have to kill her too. If only you'd
left the kids out of it. I'd ignored your
little outburst, and I'd wait for you
to come back home with your tail between
your legs like you always do. I'm never coming
home, Darren. (whimpering) -Mom!
-Wait! I scanned the passports. I scanned the passports. Your passport.
Your little secret. It's all in a file online. If anything happens
to me, or her, Jason and Stacy are gonna
make those pages public, and I'm sure Carlos Martinez doesn't want
the world to know
about his business with a certain
District Attorney. Don't let him get it! Hey! Wes! Hey! -Stacy, how you doing?
-Good, good. What's going on? -Erin around?
-She went to go get Amy
a little while ago. -How long they been gone?
-30 minutes. (straining) You like that? Do you like that, huh? Where you goin'?
Where you goin'?
You wanna fight me? You gonna fight me?
Oh, yeah. God! Come on, fight back. Come on, fight. -Come on.
-(Erin straining) Good, you wanna go? -(grunting)
-(snickering) Come here, come here. God! Ow! Freaking bitch! -Ah, you bitch!
-Amy! (screaming) (whimpering) You're gonna die,
you hear me? (grunting) Come on, Erin! (grunts) (Darren groans) (groans) Stay away from my family. (grunts) (gasping) Are you okay?
What did he do to you? Mom, I'm fine. I'm fine. -So you're okay?
-I'm okay, Mom. -I'm sorry.
-(Amy crying) Erin! -Erin?
-I'm here! I'm here. What the hell happened? We're okay. We're alright. Oh! (grunting, groaning) (panting) -(gunfire)
-(groans) (breathing heavily) -(gun clatters)
-(whimpers) (breathing heavily) (all laughing) -Hurry up! Mom!
-Alright, slow down, Charlie! -They're back.
-Already? Charlie:
You're never gonna
guess what happened! Charlie probably scared
all the fish away. Jason:
Hey, Charlie, did you
get anything? Any luck out there, guys? Yeah, we did alright. Alright? We caught
three fish, Mom! -Erin: Three fish?
-You should have seen
us fight this big one. It was so huge it almost
tipped the boat over! It almost tipped
the boat over? -Come over here.
-And we saw a dolphin. Amy:
A dolphin? Charlie:
Full adults. The second fish which
jumped in the boat, but the other one
almost ate it. And the third fish-- Hey! Hey, give me
my hat back! (Amy giggles) Amy:
Hey! (giggles) ♪ ♪
