(solemn music) (heartbeat thumping) (wind howling) (dramatic music)
(metal clanging) - No! (ominous music) (woman panting) - Okay, okay, okay. Right there, okay, honey?
- Oh, oh! - All right, you
get really small. You could climb in there. Okay, you can do it. Good girl. Everything's gonna be okay. I don't care what happens, I don't care what happens you
don't come out until Mom says. - [Timothy] Jane! - Go in there and
be quiet, quiet. Good girl, good girl, good girl. (ominous music) - Jane. (door squeals) Jane. (Jane panting) Where is she? Where's my daughter. - [Jane] You'll never have her. (Timothy grunts) (Jane grunts) - You don't ever tell me
what I can or cannot have. Charlotte! Charlotte! - No, Timothy. That's not how you
want it, is it? It's me, right? Right? (solemn music) (hand slaps)
(Jane grunts) - Charlotte. (ominous music) Look what I found. Mr. Bear thought he lost you
forever, but there you are. He wants to give you a big hug. But you got to come
outside to get it. Charlotte, Charlotte. You get out here now! (Jane yells) - Get away from her! (Timothy grunting) Get away from her! (Jane grunts) Charlotte, run!
(siren wailing) Charlotte, run, no!
- Get over here! (tense music) - Oh, hey, okay, I got you. I got you. You're okay. You're gonna be safe now, okay? Okay. (gentle music) (alarm beeping) (solemn music) - Oh my, (laughs), yes! I got in (laughs)! (somber music) Hey, thanks for dropping me off. - Yeah. - I was really worried about
you last night, though. - Honey, I'm sorry. I don't want you to worry. Did you get some sleep? - Not really. I crammed for exams. I just need to get
all my work done. - Because graduation
is around the corner. - Yeah. - So have you given any thought as to what you want to do after? - Yeah, I think I'm just
gonna get a job around here. You're never gonna
get rid of me. - Listen, as much as I
love having you around, you should do whatever
you want, okay, and I hope you know that. - Yeah, and, Mom, what I
want is for you to be happy. (mother sighs) You know, you got to
let loose a little bit. - Mm-hmm.
- And brace yourself, maybe go on a date? - What is it with everybody
wanting me to date? I mean, Casey, I would have
no idea where to begin. I can't-- - Mom, you're a babe. And you deserve
someone who's amazing. - Well, that's
very sweet of you. But I'm far more concerned with
you finding someone special. I mean, Casey, you have
so much going for you. I mean, you've got your
whole life ahead of you. And I just want you to have
every opportunity you can. - [Casey] I know. - That is the only thing that
kept me going all those years. - I know. Well, cheers to the
Winter ladies, then. - To the Winter ladies. (both laugh) I should really go. I have a client in like 15 minutes.
- Oh, yeah, I gotta get to class. - All right.
- Okay, bye. - Bye, I love you.
- Love ya. - [Both] I'll see
you tonight, bye. (mother laughs) - [Stylist] So tell
me about that date. - And then he starts
talking about his ex. Why does this keep
happening to me? - Carm, you are amazing. He's just not the right guy. - [Carm] (sighs) I need
a wing-woman, interested? - (laughs) No way. I've been out of the
game for far too long. (both laugh) - Ooh, who is that? - Um, one second. Hi there, can I help you? - Yeah, I'm looking
to get a cut. - Great, do you
have an appointment? - No, no, I don't
have an appointment. (ominous music) - Um, actually, we, we
don't take walk-ins. - How 'bout later? - I'm real slammed, today, but there's a barbershop
across the street, if you want to try them. - Thank you very much.
- Yeah. - [Man] Here we go. Thank you very much
for picking Selma. We'll lock it up. - (coughs) I'll
be right with you. Sorry about that. - Mm, Lena, he was cute. You could do worse. - Yeah, just not my type. (solemn music) - That'll be $3.50, please. - Great. What's your name? - Alyssa. - What time do you
get off work, Alyssa? - Later. - Like, when later? - I should probably
help the next person. - Ooh, but I'm not
done ordering yet. - [Alyssa] You just paid. - I forgot something. Let's see, what's good? - It's all good. - Well, that doesn't help. - Okay, dude, she's
not interested. - We were actually in the
middle of a conversation, so-- - Yeah, which she's not
really interested in. And you're holding up the line, and you're making
a fool of yourself. You know? It's gonna be one tall coffee and two chocolate
croissants, please. - [Alyssa] You got it. - You can go now. (man scoffs) Bye. - Thank you for that (laughs). Yeah, I am so done
with this day. No, I meant the
day, not the night. (laughs) Okay. Don't worry, I'm heading
over now, as we speak. - Hey, uh, I'm so
sorry to bug you. My phone just died, and
I'm trying to figure out what bus to take.
- Oh, hold on. Where are you going? - The library.
- The library-- - Yeah, it's this,
uh, this building. You know, there's a lot
of, a lot of books in it. - (laughs) I've
heard of the library. (man laughs) Um, okay, it looks like you take
the 29th going to Ross Street and then the 40 going eastbound. - Eastbound. Uh, you don't happen to have
a pen, by chance, do you? - Um, yeah, hold on. Wait. (tense music) (Alyssa grunting) - [Reporter] In other news, 19-year-old Alicia Keith's
belongings were found abandoned on the street, with clear
signs of a struggle. Police have yet to confirm if this incident is
in any way connected to unsolved murders of three
women, earlier this year. Anyone with information is
asked to contact your local-- (Lena gasps) - Oh, you scared me. - You okay? - Yeah, of course. So do you have my, my
chocolate croissant? - Hmm?
- Thank you, oh? - No.
- Hey, hey. (Lena laughs) - I mean, I told the nerdy
guy at the coffeeshop to back off, and then he asked
her to tell him what's good, another way to
monopolize her time. (Lena laughs) - You know, Casey,
you don't always have to fight other people's battles. - [Casey] What, you
think I should've just let him harass her? - No, that's, that's
not what I'm saying. I'm just saying you
don't always know how people are gonna react. - No, trust me, I
let him off easy. (solemn music) - Well, you know what? Trust me, I know you better
than you know yourself, and I bet you didn't
go easy on him. I wonder what your
grandmother would think. - What? - You should clean
that, by the way. (Lena sighs) - So? You want to talk about it? - What? - It's been 20 years today. - Has it? - [Casey] Yeah. - Hmm. Well, happy
anniversary (laughs). - That's all you have to say? (doorbell chimes) - Are you expecting someone? - [Casey] No. Hi. - Casey Winters? - [Casey] Yes? - My name's Nate Bishop. I'm a private investigator. Do you have a moment? - Yeah, I have a moment. - I'm working on a case, and I have some questions
for you and your mother. - Uh, it's a little late. Don't you think you
could've called in advance. - Normally, I would, but
this is quite urgent. - Mm-hmm. Could I see some identification? - Yeah, sure, no problem. - Come in. - Thanks. - So you're working on a case? - Yeah, that's right. I'm investigating the
murder of Chelsea Trainer. - [Lena] Aren't the police
already working on that? - They are, but her parents want to make sure no rock
is left unturned. That's where I come in. - So where do we come in? - You probably heard that a young woman was
abducted, today, Alyssa Kane. - Yes. - I have reason to believe that Alyssa's
disappearance is connected to Chelsea's murder and
that of two other women, Yvonne Summers and Haley Green. I believe they all were
targeted by the same killer. - [Casey] Why do you say that? - There are similarities, the main one being
cause of death. All women sustained fatal
lacerations to the throat. - I really don't
know how we can be of any help to you, sorry. - Well, there are similarities to another case, yours. I know you formerly went by
Jane and Charlotte Marsh. I know that you were held
captive for eight years by Timothy Fast and that you
and your daughter escaped. I also know that Timothy
Fast targeted similar women, and when he got tired of
them, he would take them into the woods and
slash their throats. - Well, then I guess
it's a really good thing that Timothy Fast is in jail. - He is. But I need to
explore all angles. - Like what, a copycat? - Maybe. Is there anything
else you can remember. - I gave a detailed
statement, years ago. - [Nate] I know. - And after that, I have
a victim report statement. - I understand, but
maybe there's a small
detail you forgot to mention.
- Mr. Bishop, I assure you that when you're held
against your own will, for eight years, you don't
forget a single detail. - Look, I think
you should leave. - Wait. What about these dates? Chelsea Trainer was
reported missing, May 4th, Yvonne Summers, June 7th,
Haley Green, August 15th, and Alyssa Kane, October 10th. These are not just
random dates, are they? - I was born June 7th. My mom was born August 15th. So what? - And you both escaped 20
years ago, today, October 10th. - And what about May 4th? - That's the day
that he took me. - Is there something I
should know, Ms. Winters? You need to tell me. - I, um, I really think that you
need to leave, right now. - Please tell me, Lena.
- Hey, now, now, please leave. (Nate sighs) Are you proud of yourself? Do you get off on
triggering people with PTSD? - I'm just conducting a
thorough investigation. - [Casey] Yeah (scoffs). - I'm well aware of people
suffering with PTSD. - Okay, well, next time
you harass the victim, try harassing the
monster that's in jail. - I tried. He won't talk to me. - I'm sorry. I know that you're just
trying to do your job, but we're just not gonna
be able to help you. - Well, if you change your mind, you know where to find me. - I just, I don't think
that's gonna happen. I'm sorry. - Casey. (solemn music) (Lena gasping) Casey. Casey. Casey! Casey! Casey (sobs). Casey!
- Mom, Mom, Mom, you're okay. I'm okay. - Did you lock the door?
- Yes, yes, I did, I did. It's fine. You're good, you're good. It's me. - Did you lock the door?
- Yes, I locked the door. I locked the door. I locked the door.
- Thank you. - You're good. It's fine. It's okay (laughs). I'm here for you, okay. (solemn music) (ominous music) - (sighs) All
right, locked, okay. - [Casey] Hey. - Hey.
- You okay? - Yeah. - You sure?
- Mm-hmm. (eerie music) (Casey gasping) (object clatters) (ominous music) (object clattering) (Casey gasping) (suspenseful music) (Lena grunts) (Lena sighs) - Hey.
(Lena screams) - Casey.
- Sorry, I couldn't sleep. Okay, why don't
you get some rest? Okay?
- Yeah. (Lena chuckles) - Okay, it's okay. - Sorry, I just-- - It's fine. (Lena sighs) It's okay.
- Okay. - You okay?
- Yeah. - [Casey] Okay. - I love you. Get some sleep.
- Mm. (gentle music) (solemn music) - [Nate] It's still
not connecting. - [Landon] Didn't they
give you a new password? - They did. Maybe there's a
special character. - Yeah, yeah, yeah. You're the special character. Maybe it's fake. - It's not fake. - Maybe they don't like you. I can barely stand you. - You can barely stand, period. Look, I'll just go back, give
him my best puppy dog eyes. Nobody can resist that. (gasps) Hi, Ms. Winters. - Uh, just Casey's fine. - Landon, welcome to
Lockwood Investigations. - Hi.
- Yeah. - Uh, can I get you
anything, water, coffee? - No, I'm, I'm good, thanks. - [Nate] So what brings you by? - I, uh, I actually found
something interesting. I think you should
talk to my mother. (gentle music) - Hey, Casey, right? - Yeah.
- I'm Bryce. I write for the campus paper. - Cool. - I was hoping I could
get an interview. - Why? - Because you're
Charlotte Marsh. - What'd you say? - I said you're Charlotte Marsh. - I have no idea what
you're talking about. - Oh, come on, I've
done my research, Casey. Don't you want to
tell your story, what it's like to be
born in captivity, have a killer for a father? Our readers would
be very interested. - Look, it's not gonna happen. - They've heard enough
about victims, okay. They want to hear
about a survivor. (camera clicks)
Hey! What are you doing? - Mega creep, caught on
campus, #ladiesbeware. What filter do you
think I should use? - Really? - Yeah. Look, I can get you a story, but I don't think it's
gonna be one that you like. (solemn music) (phone clicking) - [Lena] So what
are you thinking? - (sighs) I just want
to brighten it up, add some dimension. - Okay, why don't
we do a little trim and maybe pop in
some highlights? - [Client] Oh, perfect. - Would you like
anything to drink? - [Client] Ooh, tea,
peppermint, please. - [Lena] Perfect. - Hmm. (ominous music) (client gasps) - (laughs) What
are you looking at? Here, this is a little hot. - Oh my god, it's you. You're the Jane Marsh? (dramatic music) (phone chimes) (ominous music) - What ya huntin'? - Elk. - That everything? - Take me one of those. Uh, uh, uh, uh! The big one. (ominous music) - [Carl] $38.95. (phone chimes) (customers chattering) - Hey, Mom, what's up? - What's up, are you kidding me? Have you read Twitter? I mean, Casey, Casey,
you always do this. You push people's buttons, but this time,
you've gone too far. I mean, we are a hashtag,
for Christ's sake. That newspaper kid Bryce
exposed our identity. - So what? He outed us, big whoop. - Casey, I've done everything
to create a new life for ourselves, to protect us. - Okay, from who? He's in jail. Look, Mom, you're just
being paranoid, okay. It's a hashtag. It'll, it'll blow over. - Well, I hope you're right. (phone beeps)
I love you. (dramatic music) - [Kat] Hey. - Is it just me, or does it
feel like everyone's staring? - Hmm, yeah, they're staring. - Great. - I had no idea, by the way. I am, I'm so sorry
that happened to you. - It's okay. It was a long time ago. - Still, Bryce had no right to go digging up
your past like that. It's over and done with. You and your mom got away, and that monster's in prison. What more is there
to tell, you know? (solemn music) - Hey. - Oh, sorry, we're,
um, we're closed. - Really, I, uh, I just
need a quick shave. I tried the barbershop,
but they're closed. - Yeah, well, it's, it's
that time of the day, so-- - Oh, I see. Thank you for your time. - Yeah. Wait, um, I mean, I can do it quickly, if that helps. - Sure. - Okay, come on in.
- Thanks. - Right this way. Just, um, grab a seat,
and I'll be right back. - Thanks. (man coughs) (man sighs) - Okay. (Lena whispers) - Can't thank you enough. - It is no problem at all. So what is the big
occasion, big date? - Sort of. - Hmm, lucky girl. - Not really, I'm having
dinner with my boss. - Ah.
- Pretty nervous. - So have you been there long? - No, actually, I just
transferred here from up north. How long have you lived here? - Um, I, I grew up here. - Really?
- Yeah, born and raised. - You know, I could really
use a local to show me around. Maybe if you're free sometime? - Um... - (chuckles) I'm not asking
you to marry me or anything. - No, I know. I'm just (laughs), I am really bad at this stuff. - That's okay. - But yeah, I'd be happy
to show you around. - I'd really
appreciate that, Jane. (ominous music) - My name is Lena. - We both know that's a lie. Sweet Jane Marsh, you're a tough one to find. - I want you to
leave, right now. (Lena grunting) (phone chiming) (voice mail beeps) Hi, this is Lena. Leave a message and
I'll get back to you. (voice mail beeps) (solemn music) - What happened? - What?
- Wait, wait, wait. Mom? (Casey gasping) - [Nate] She's not here. - Okay. She's gone. - Chloroform.
- She's gone! - Hey, hey, hey. - No (sobs). No, Mom (sobs). Where is she? - We'll find her. Thanks, deputy. I appreciate the update. Yeah. - Anything? - Nothing yet. - I did this. - No. - It's my fault Bryce outed her. She built this life for
us, this whole new life, and she protected
us for 20 years, and I just threw
it away in a day. - You were outed, too, Casey. Whoever did this may
come for you next. The cops should assign
you a security detail. - No, no, I want
everyone looking for her. And I'm gonna look for her, too. - No, absolutely not. You need to lay low.
- Nate, you can't stop me. But you can help. (dramatic music) (solemn music) (ominous music) - Help, help! Somebody help, help! Oh my god. Help! Help! (Alyssa sobbing) - Shh. (tense music) Thank you. Please, please, please, please, please let us go. Please, please, come
on, let us go, please. Jacob, please let us go. Let us go, let us go (grunts). - Hey. (Lena gasping) You asking for me, too? Good girl. - [Landon] Sure
this is a good idea? - [Nate] Well, she
wanted to be involved, and she didn't really
give me a choice. - All right. I'll leave you to it. - Anything jump out? - [Casey] Yeah. - Thank you for that (laughs). - I recognize her, from campus. It's not a coincidence, is it? - Whoever took these women
seems to have some sort of fascination
with Timothy Fast. Your mom's disappearance
confirms that. We could be dealing with a
super fan turned copycat or-- - [Casey] Or? - The drawing you gave me
suggests something else. I reached out to a buddy
of mine at the station. You might want to
sit down for this. This was recorded 20 years ago, soon after you and
your mother escaped. - [Jane] It was dark. It was really dark. I mean, at first, there was, there wasn't even a window. That's something
that I had to earn. - What do you mean? - I just, I did
everything that he said, and I made him believe
that I would never leave so that when I asked for him to take the bars off the
window so that Charlotte, she could see what outside
looks like, he did. (knocks at door)
- And he kept Charlotte in that room with you? Thank you. Was there ever anyone
else in that room? - In the beginning, there
was, uh, there was this girl, and her name was Erin, I think. - Is this her? - Yeah. She's dead, isn't she? - I'm afraid so. After Erin left, did you
ever see anyone else? - There was someone. - Beg your pardon? - There was someone else. - Could you tell
me more about that? - It was so dark. It was so dark in there, but
sometimes, I just thought that, that there was someone
else in the room with him. - Was it a man or a woman? - I'm not sure. - Were they tall? Short? - I don't know. I don't, honestly,
I don't even know if there was someone else there. - What did this other person do? - They just watched. They would watch. - She never mentioned there
was a second person, ever. Why would she hide that from me? - She probably didn't
want to scare you. She was protecting you. - Yeah, and look
where it got her. So, what, this creep is back? He's the copycat? - And he most likely
witnessed Timothy's techniques or maybe even participated. - Yeah, now he's
workin' on his own, Timothy Fast 2.0. - Could be. Let's take another look
at Timothy's visitors list in prison and former cellmates. Maybe with the right incentive, we can smoke out a rat. - Right. (solemn music) - Mom, Mom! (dramatic music) (Casey gasping) (gentle music) (phone ringing) - Hey, everything okay? - Hey, Nate, you said you
talked to Timothy Fast, right? - No, I requested an interview, but he respectfully declined. He won't talk to law
enforcement, PIs included. - Request another one. I already know who
he wants to talk to. (chains rattling) (Lena grunting) (Lena panting) - Wake up, wake up, wake up. Alyssa, Alyssa,
wake up, wake up! You're okay. You're okay. - How do you know my name? - You're all over
the papers, okay. You're on the news,
and the police, they're looking
everywhere for you, and they're gonna be
looking for me, okay. So we just, we just
have to survive until they find us, right? - Mm-hmm.
- Okay. - What's your name? - My name is Lena Winters. Okay, do you, uh, do
you know where we are? - I, I don't know. - Anything, okay, 'cause
we know it's quiet, right, and there's no traffic. - Then we're in the
middle of nowhere. - I know, it's okay, okay. How often does he come? - Every day, so far. He comes here to
sleep, and then, and then he leaves. - Okay, so we can,
we, we, we can, we can maybe assume then,
right, that he gets up, and he goes to work, in
the morning, or something, and then, and then
he comes back here, in the evening, right? And what else can you
tell me about him? You tell me anything
that you can think of. - What do you mean?
- Just anything, anything. Does he have any weaknesses? Does he take any medication? Does he have, does
he have any injuries? - I don't know.
- Anything? - I want to go home.
- Can you think of anything that we can use--
- I don't know! - To take advantage
of him, okay? Look, I need you to look at me. I know this is so hard. I know this is so hard, but
we are gonna get out of here. So I need you to work with me, and I need you to start
paying attention, okay? He's got to have some kind of, some kind of an
Achilles' heel, right, physically or emotionally,
something that-- (camera clicking) (ominous music) Sorry. - Glad to see you two
are gettin' along. (Alyssa gasps) (door buzzes) (solemn music) - Remember, you can walk
away from this anytime. (lock rattles)
(door buzzes) (prisoners chattering) (dramatic music) - Kenny, will you
remind Mr. Bishop that I'll only talk
to my daughter alone? - That's out of the question. - Hey, wait. Let's talk, alone. - Are you sure? - I wondered what
you'd look like. I can see a little of your mama. I see a lot of me. Perfect combination. My Charlotte. - It's Casey. - Casey doesn't suit ya. I remember the
day you were born. You didn't cry at first. Then I spanked your little
bottom and cry you did. My little angel, my Charlotte, you always will be. (Timothy humming) Put you to sleep every time. - Not every time. Where's my mother? - Ah, Jane, she's
a slippery one. You sure she didn't
just run off? She had a tendency to do that. - Someone took her, a friend of yours. - Oh, I don't have any
friends, Charlotte. All I have is family. - I know there was someone
else in that house. - Oh, there were other girls. - Not other girls. Someone you took
along for the ride. Who is he? - Don't know what
you're talkin' about. - Don't you' dare
play games with me. I know you know exactly
who I'm talking about. (Timothy laughs)
He was there, and he was just as sick as you. Tell me who he is! - I'm sorry. I just see so much
of myself in you. - I am nothing like you. - I raised you for six years, when you were most
impressionable. - Tell me where my mother is. - You sucked everything
up like a sponge. - She was there, too. Everything you did she undid. She undermined you,
every chance she got. She outwitted you,
a teenage girl. - Yeah, well, she's not a
teenage girl anymore, is she? Now she's just old and sad, little old maid.
- I not gonna ask you again. Where is my mother? - Gotta let her go. She's no good for-- - Where is she? - That woman tore
this family apart! - We are not a family! - He thinks you are. (dramatic music) - What did you say? Wait, what did you say? - You're a lot more like me
than you know, Charlotte. (tense music) - Come on, come on. (Timothy humming) (Nate sighs) - You get anything? - No. - [Nate] What's that? (dramatic music) Who the hell is that? - [Casey] That's him. It's Jacob. (dramatic music) (dog barking) (suspenseful music) - Hello! Hello! Hello! Please, somebody, please, we're trapped.
- We're here! We're here, please!
- Please, please, please! - Help!
- We want out! - Help!
- Please help us! - Come on!
- Please, please! Help us! - [Both] Help us! - Help us!
- Call the police! - Help us!
- Please, please help us! Help!
- Please help us! - We're in here!
- Please, please help us! - Please help us!
- Please! Help us!
- Please, somebody, please! We're trapped.
- We're here, please, please! Please!
- Help! We're in here, please help us! (ominous music) Please help us! - Please, somebody help!
- Please! - Please help us!
- Help! - Somebody help!
- Please! - Help us! Please, somebody help us.
- Please, we're trapped. - We're here, please!
- Please, please, will somebody help?
- Please, we're trapped! - We're here, please!
- Please, please, please! - Help!
- Help us! - Help!
- Hurry up. - Please help us!
- Help! - [Lena] Please,
please, help us! Please, please, please!
- Thank you. Will you help me?
- You have to help us. - Please.
- You have to help us. My name is Lena Winters.
- I'm Alyssa. I'm who the police--
- The police, they're looking for us,
and we've been kidnapped. Please, you have to get
us out of these, please. No, no, no, no!
- No! (Alyssa squeals)
(Lena gasps) (Alyssa sobbing) - Look at me. Tongue or your throat? - No, no, no, no,
no, please, please, it was, it was me, it was me. It was me, not her. Jacob! Please, why are you doing this? - What goes around
comes around, Jane. (Alyssa sobs) Shut up. (Lena gasping) (Jacob grunts) (Lena sobbing)
(Jacob sighing) Get comfortable, okay? You're gonna be here
for a long time. Oh, what a drag (laughs). (solemn music) That is a beautiful ring. - Oh, thank you. My mom gave it to me.
- Almost as beautiful as you. Oh!
(both laugh) You said your mom
gave it to you? - Yeah.
- Yeah? - A couple of years ago. - Oh.
- It's pretty. - Yeah, it's really pretty. Tell me about your,
uh, your necklace. - Oh, oh, this (laughs)? Uh, an old boyfriend
gave it to me. (both laugh) I know.
- A boyfriend gave it to you?
- Weird but-- - He obviously had
really good taste. - [Woman] Yeah, guess so. - So, you know, I have, uh,
a place that's close by. Do you wanna maybe come
and hang out for a bit? - No, I would love to, but it's just a little
too soon, you know? - Too soon?
- Maybe the second date-- - Second date?
- We can take it a little bit further. - I mean, it's, really,
it's just down the street. It's super cozy. I mean, you'd love it. - Hmm.
- Hmm? - You know, I'd love to, but
I just, I can't, right now. - You can't, why not?
- That's right. - [Jacob] It's really close. It's a beautiful day.
- Maybe on the second date, if there is a second date.
- Well, how 'bout a little kiss then, what
about a little kiss? Come on, come on.
- You're really pushing it. (woman laughs) - What? Wow.
- I just-- - Okay, all right.
- I can't right now. I'm sorry.
- All right, well, maybe we'll go for a walk.
- Things are just, I like things slow. - We'll take things slow.
- Okay? - "Then the student
becomes the master, J." - Turns out Timothy's
wife Nancy set fire to their house after her
husband was arrested. - That's one way to cope. - Yeah, but she and her 13-year-old son
didn't make it out on time. Presumably, they both died in the fire.
(phone chimes) - Timothy told me he didn't
have friends, only family. - According to his
former cellmate, Timothy once mentioned
having a son, called him Jacob. Guess he's busy carrying
out his father's traditions. - Yeah, apple doesn't
fall far, huh? Oh, Casey, I'm, I'm sorry. I didn't mean to
imply that, uh... - [Nate] Maybe you
should go rest. We can chase down this lead. Casey? (Nate sighs) - Yeah. - Look, Landon didn't
mean anything-- - I know. I just need to go home. - It's late. I'll take you. (dramatic music) I just, I can't believe
this is actually happening. Well, don't just stand there. Casey, Casey, it's me. It's Jacob. It's your big brother. You remember me? You do? (Jacob laughs) Come give your
big brother a hug. No (groans)! (laughs) I missed
you so much, Casey. (dramatic music) - All right. Everything's locked
up and secure. - Thanks for checking. - Yeah, no problem. Have a good night. - Hey, wait. Um, I know this might
sound a little silly, but do you mind
crashing here, tonight? - Yeah, of course, no problem. - Thank you.
- Uh, here? - Yeah, here.
- Sure. - Here.
- Oh, thanks. (Nate sighs) (solemn music) (Casey panting) (alarm beeping) (knocks on door)
(alarm dings) - Hey, what are you doing here? - I need to make
sure you're safe. - Wait, I, I am. (ominous music) (Nate panting) - Are you sure? - Wait, wait, slow down,
slow down, slow down. - I love you. - What did you say? - I said I'm gonna find you. (Casey gasping) - You want to bait him? - Yeah, he's obviously
on social media. That's how he found out
my mom was Jane Marsh. No thanks to you, I might add. - Listen, I didn't mean
to put you or your mother in danger, okay?
- Yeah, well, you did. - I'm sorry. - I'm gonna need more
than an apology, Bryce. Look, I'm gonna need
you to send this. (phone chimes) (Bryce scoffs) - You can't be serious. Tonight? - Yeah, tonight. - Once I share this, there's no going back. - Trust me, I have no
intention of going back. (Bryce sighs) (keyboard clicking) (phone beeps) - Well, that's one way
to churn the water. (ominous music) (wrapper crinkles) - Jane, stand up. Maybe Casey'll be
more cooperative. That's what she
goes by now, right? - Please. - Kissy?
- Stay away from her. Stay away from her. - But what if I want to
see my little sister? - [Lena] Please. Please leave her alone. (lollipop crunches) Please. - Well, that all depends on you. Hope you like lollipops. - Welcome, everyone. We have a very special
event, tonight, an exclusive interview
with Casey Winters, formerly known as
Charlotte Marsh. Casey, thank you for taking
our questions, this evening. I think what we're all wondering
is why you're doing this in the first place. Your mom is missing? - That's exactly
why I'm doing this. I mean, hopefully,
someone out there who knows something will
step forward, tonight. It's the best I can do
to help, at this point. - Well, I have here questions
from our curious audience. Let's dive in, shall we? First question is
from Leigh-Anne. I know you were really young, but what do you remember
from your time in captivity? - Bits and pieces. I mean, I try to
forget, to be honest. I think some things should
just be left in the past. - Next question is from AJ. Did you know your
childhood wasn't normal? - Not at the time. I mean, I just assumed
everyone's dad was
just the boogeyman and didn't let them
leave the house. - [Bryce] So what was
your average day like? - It was pretty routine. It just felt like a crappy day that just kept repeating
itself over and over again. I don't think I would've made
it without my mom, though. She told me stories. She sang me songs. And she told me about
this big, great, beautiful world out there that
she'd show me, eventually. And she did. - Do you still consider
Timothy Fast your father? - No, he is incapable of
being a father to anyone. I never saw him that
way, and I never will. - What's it like having
a monster for a father? - Hey, hey, you
had plenty of time to submit your questions
beforehand, okay? You don't have to answer that. Were you aware your mother was
being held against her will? - I didn't know the full story, but I knew that she
couldn't leave the house. I just assumed
that she was, like, a princess trapped in a castle. - How could you not know that your own mother
was being abused? You were there. - I had an idea.
- Why are you only speaking out now?
- Did you develop a split personality? - Or PTSD?
- Okay, all right, everyone, let's try and
keep this orderly, please. - Were you abused? - Studies have shown that violent criminals share
a specific murder gene. Do you think you've inherited that murder gene
from Timothy Fast? (solemn music) - All right, all
right, show's over. That's enough. You heard me, out! - Thanks for coming, everyone. Don't forget to follow
me, @topstorybryce. (audience chattering) - [Nate] (sighs) What
the hell was that, Casey? - [Casey] I can't just wait
around and do nothing, Nate. - Hey, you should've
ran this by me, first. - No, I don't need
your permission. - You could be jeopardizing
my investigation. You think this crazy
charade will lure Jacob out? It could have the
opposite effect. I mean, he could be
going underground. You don't know
how he will react. What are you looking for? - My bag. - What does it look like? - Red. (suspenseful music) Hey, stop! Wait, wait! Hey! - Move! (thief grunting) (door rattling)
Come on! Come on (gasping)! Oh no, no, no, no, no. - Hands where I can see 'em!
- Ah, don't shoot, don't shoot, please don't shoot! Oh my god! - Kat? (Kat gasping)
What the hell? - I'm so sorry. Casey, I can explain. Dude, I can explain. I'm a fan. I just--
- Fan of what? - A true crime fan! What do you mean? The Jane and Charlotte Marsh
case is this really big deal. - So you just wanted a souvenir. - Casey, no, no, no, I
was going to give it back. I was just gonna take a
really quick picture with it and then share it
with the group, because these guys
wanted to for the-- - I can't believe this. - [Kat] Casey, I'm so sorry. I'm not, I'm not proud of this. I just think that I just
got a little carried away. - Hold on, hold on, hold on. Go back. You were gonna send
photos to a group? - Yeah. - What group? (ominous music) - I grew up reading
true crime books, started when I was 10,
freaked my mom out. She threw out my first
edition of "Helter Skelter." Users from all over the world
use this site to connect. There are forums for
each serial killer, so like Son of Sam, Dahmer,
you know, the classics. - Does that say killer kids? - They're to there, and
you don't even know it. - Lovely. - What exactly do
you guys talk about? - Usually, someone
will ask a question about a particular crime, and then people start
commenting, sharing theories. It goes from there. - So you talked
about Timothy Fast? - Oh yeah. - How did Timothy
Fast kill his victims? - Didn't he stab them? Wait, no, no, no, he
was a throat-slasher,
yeah, quick kill. - Yeah, he was real thoughtful. - Timothy Fast was a legend. All he needed was a knife. He'd slice your throat
and then hang you up by your ankles to rot. - Is that true? - Timothy was a hunter/trapper. He'd dispatch his victims
as if they were big game. - Who wrote that? - Um, MrBear_88, he's a
huge Timothy Fast fan. - Wait, what's, what's
that name again? - [Kat] MrBear_88, why? (dramatic music) - Mr. Bear thought he'd lost
you forever, but there you are. - I don't think he's just a fan. The only thing I ever
had was Mr. Bear. I never went
anywhere without him. (phone chimes) - Oh, man, guys, I gotta go. Do you need anything else? - No.
- Okay. - Kat, 'll walk you out. - [Kat] Thanks. (solemn music) - Hey, it's me. Find out everything
you can on MrBear_88. Yeah, then get back to me, okay. - If this MrBear_88 guy is
anything like Timothy Fast, I think you should
be really careful. - Yeah, I know. - Okay. And I'm glad you have
someone on your side. - Everything okay? - Yeah, it's fine. - So, Mr. Bear? - I lost Mr. Bear when
Mom and I escaped. I didn't tell anyone, though. So the only way you can know
that is if you were there. - So this guy-- - Has to be Jacob Fast. (suspenseful music) (phone chimes) - Oh, it's Landon. Hey, did you find anything? - Yeah, I tracked the grad
photo to Watkins High School in Pineville, Oregon. They have no record
of a Jacob Fast, but they did have a Jacob Stone
who graduated with honors. That's him in the pic. - Where's Jacob Stone now? - [Landon] He
ghosted after that. - Probably changed
his name again. - Yeah, that'd be my guess. But I did dig up
something on MrBear_88. Turns out he's a
bushcraft enthusiast. He suggested a new
place to buy some gear on a hobby forum,
not too long ago. - Where? - The Dugout in Beacon City. - Beacon City's not
that far from here. - (gasps) Excellent, let's go. - Okay, I just mapped it. If we leave now, we can make
it to Beacon City, by morning. We can take turns driving. - Can you pass me that? - This?
- Yeah. - Sure, what is it? - It's a GPS tracker,
links directly to my phone. - Nice. Wait, my necklace. Where is it? - [Nate] I'm sure it's
around here somewhere. - No, no, no, no, no,
it's my grandma's. I can't lose it. - Okay, okay, okay,
we'll find it. - I can't-- - Oh, hey, hey, just relax.
- No, no, no. - Okay, just sit down, sit down. It's okay, it's okay,
it's okay, it's okay. It's fine. Hey, breathe.
- Keep it down. - You're having a
panic attack, just, (breath hisses) with me. (breath hissing) - I don't know what
I'd do without you. (gentle music) - I am sorry. I don't know what we're doing. - Nate.
- We shouldn't do this now. We need to get going. - You're right, 'cause
none of this is about us. - Right. Let's go. (zipper buzzes) (Alyssa humming) - Hey, why don't you
stretch a little bit? Listen to me. Would you listen to me? We're gonna get
out of here, okay? - (laughs) I don't think
I can do another day. - Yeah, you know
what, I didn't think that I could, either. - You got out. - Yes, yes, I did. - But now you're back here. When does it end? - Look, take a deep breath and-- (door strips pattering) Shit. (Lena gasps) - Hey, look at this. You recognize it? (dramatic music)
(students chattering) Keep that in mind, okay? Next time you misbehave, I'll take her too. (Alyssa laughs) - You're a loser. You're a pathetic loser. You hurt women, because
you're scared of us, because we can see
right through you. - [Lena] Alyssa! - We see that scared, little boy hiding.
- Stop it, stop it. - I bet your mother can't stand the sight of you!
- All right, enough! Wait, wait, wait, wait,
wait, wait, wait, wait. Now just don't, don't,
don't, don't, don't hurt her. She's tired. Please, you don't understand. She's so tired.
- Come here! (Alyssa screaming)
Jacob, don't, don't, don't! Jacob, Jacob, Jacob! (suspenseful music) - So wait, what do
we tell the cops? - In my experience, it's better bringing
the suspect in yourself or wait till you 'em cornered. Otherwise, you run the
risk of tipping them off. - Makes sense. - But if something happens,
don't hesitate to call. Seen this guy? You've never seen him in here? - Ah, I'm not at
privilege to say. - Look, I just want to
ask him a few questions. - That's your
business, not mine. And I don't release
customer information. - I just want to know
where I can bump into him. I know he comes in here. Could stick around, all day. - Be my guest. It's a free country. (dramatic music) Look, now, I didn't
say you could loiter. - But you did say it
was a free country, and I couldn't agree
with you more, Carl. Don't agree with
your prices, though. That's overpriced. - Hey, that's not true. It's very reasonable. Okay, okay, you win, all right. Let me see the
goddamned picture again. (tense music) - [Jacob] Here you go. - Thanks. - See, I knew you'd
come around, Carl. You're a very reasonable man. - Okay, okay,
let's go, let's go! - What? I was just about to get some information.
- Come on! (dramatic music) - What's going on? - He's inside. - Who?
- Him! (ominous music) - Luck with the elk? - Well, depends on
what you consider luck. - What are you huntin' now? - Oh, the hunt's over. Now it's time for the fun part. Keep the change. - [Casey] Sorry. - Whoa. (engine cranks) - He's leaving. He's leaving.
- What? - Nate, get in the car. - Oh.
(Casey sighs) (suspenseful music) - [Casey] Okay, don't lose him. - I won't. (solemn music) No way. You're staying here. - You can't expect
me to do that. - Let me do my job, Casey. If I'm out there worrying
about you, we'll both get hurt. - I can take care of myself. - Dammit, this is
not a discussion. You are not to leave this
vehicle for any reason. As far as I'm concerned, your ass is superglued
to that seat. Am I making myself clear?
- Crystal. - If something happens, I want
you to go back to the city and call the police.
- Nate-- - Hey.
- I'll wait. - It's gonna be okay. Just stay here. (suspenseful music) (Casey grunts) (dramatic music)
(Casey panting) (train horn wailing) - Hey there. Beautiful day. - Yeah, it's a perfect day for a (speaks in
foreign language). - A what? - It's a forest bath. It's Japanese. - You always take a
bath with a knife? - Yeah, yeah, handy out here. (Nate chuckles) (Casey panting) (Casey coughing) (Casey gasping) - My phone. (Casey sobbing) Why? - I gotta say, you don't
really look dressed for a hike. - Oh, it was a last-minute
decision, yeah. Sometimes, you got to
drop whatever you're doing and go for a (speaking
in foreign language). - It's (speaks in
foreign language). - (speaks in foreign
language), right. Sorry, my Japanese
is a bit rusty. You mind putting that away? It's kind of making me nervous. - I mean, it's just a knife.
- Hey, drop the knife! (gun clicks)
- Whoa! What's your problem? - You got blood on your shirt. - Well, the woods
can be dangerous. - Drop the knife, Jacob. I know who you are. It's over. Turn around! Hands behind your head! Stay there. Don't move. Time to join your
father in prison. (tense music) (Nate grunts) (Nate coughing) (Nate groans) (Jacob grunting) (suspenseful music) (Casey grunts) (Jacob panting) (engine revs) (Jacob gasping) - No, no, no, (yells) no! (Jacob whimpering) (Jacob yells) (fist banging)
(Jacob grunting) (Jacob gasping) Okay, okay. You can do this. Finish this! (tense music) (engine revs) (dramatic music) - Casey! Casey! Casey! Casey! Casey! Casey! (dramatic music)
(phone chimes) That a girl! (solemn music) (suspenseful music) (dog barking) (object rattling) (dramatic music) (suspenseful music) - Where's Alyssa? She's, oh god, oh god,
oh my god, what is that? (suspenseful music) What happened? - Why would I tell you anything? You took everything from me! - No, no, no, no, no, no, no.
- Yeah, you want to know what I like about fire? (Lena gasping) It's unforgiving. - No, no, please, please, please, please, please,
please, please, no! (ominous music) (suspenseful music) (phone rings) - [Operator] 911,
what's your emergency? (dramatic music) (Lena yells)
- Mom, Mom, Mom. - Casey, thank god (sobs). - Okay, okay, okay.
- You have to go. Get out (sobs). Please stop, Casey, no, don't. Leave, just, just go, please. (dramatic music) (Lena yelling) No! No! Take me instead.
- Just shut up! - Get away from her!
- Shut up, or you know what I'll do!
- Get away from her! - Casey (pants). I'm sorry. I can't believe this is
actually happening, right now. Do you remember me? I'm Jacob. I'm your big brother. I remember you. Tell you what, since we're family, I'm gonna let you decide, okay? Should I take care of you first or your mother?
(Casey sobs) (Jacob yelling) (Casey yells) - [Lena] Casey! (Jacob grunting) (tense music) (Lena grunting) - [Jacob] Ah, dammit! (Jacob gags) - Mom, stop! Mom! (Lena grunts) Mom! (solemn music) - Get his, uh--
- Okay, okay. - Get the keys, get the keys. (solemn music) - Which way? Where do we go? - Casey! Oh thank god. Are you okay?
- Yeah. - Where is he? - He's down the hall. - Okay.
- Please be careful. (solemn music) (Jacob sobbing) (gentle music) - "Thank you for all
you done for my family, "for all the families. "We can start healing now. "Sincerely, Mr. Trainer." How's it feel, buddy? - Bittersweet.
- Yeah? Well, hopefully, this will
help with the bitterness. - Wow, maybe you can
take a day off, Landon. - (laughs) Hells
yeah, but first, I'm gonna get us some
high-speed internet and some proper coffee. - Pace yourself. (Landon laughs) - [Landon] Like
father, like son, that's quite the legacy, huh? - A legacy that'll
die behind bars. - You did good. - Oh, it wasn't all me. (solemn music) ♪ Ta, da, da ♪ Voila. (Casey laughs)
What's the verdict? - I love it. - Ah, bellissimo. - Bellissimo? - Mm-hmm, si, beautiful. I mean, really,
that's all I know, but I imagine that you
will learn more there. - Mom, I can't leave. - Yes, yes, you can. Look, Casey, we don't
always have to be in the same place,
together, anymore, right. I'm gonna be fine. And there's a whole big,
beautiful world out there, waiting for you to explore. - Thanks. - Mm.
- Mm. - Plus, you know, one of
us should really learn how to make a proper carbonara. - Ah (laughs).
- Right? - Yeah.
- Yours is terrible. (Casey laughs)
(door chimes) - Hi, heard you accept walk-ins. - As a matter of fact, we do, and we actually have a special,
today, for private eyes. Have a seat.
- You don't say. - Mm-hmm.
- Thank you. - So, what am I thinking? - Oh, I just need
a little clean-up. - Okay.
- Actually, Mom, I got this. - By all means.
- Mm-hmm. - Uh, I'm not sure
how I feel about that. - You are in good hands. - Ah.
(gentle music) - So I'm thinking
the side shaved off and a strip down the middle? - Okay, did you just
describe a Mohawk? - I think you could pull it off. - Hmm, all right,
put the weapon down and step away from the hair. - What? - Besides, I got
something for you. - What's this? - Here. (gentle music) (Casey sighs) - I thought you might
wanna have it back. (Casey sighs) Here, let me help you. There we go. (Casey chuckles) Hey. Study abroad in Italy? - Ah, yeah. Do you like Italian food? - Hmm, is that an invitation? (Casey laughs) (bright music)
