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You're a P.I.?
Or two, keep denying it.
Shit!
This guy have a name? A job?
We? He's coming for me, not you.
I didn't want to do, but I wanted to.
No, no.
That would be departing in three hours.
She destroyed my life.
- Come on. Let's go. Come on. Hope! - No, I can't!
Florence.
Flashbacks?
Are you going to find her?
She told me to sell it for rent. Made a whole 98 bucks.
How long? When did he leave?
She didn't mention him to her parents.
- Why? Would that be unusual? - Not at all.
And now one month from the day he took Hope,
Why her?
I'm Barbara Shlottman, this is my husband, Bob.
None of it is your fault.
Miss Jones. What is it?
and I don't know where or when.
But remember I told you he had that one month anniversary night?
So no photos or memorabilia.
Please, please just tell me where my baby is.
- Gregory Spheeris' office. - Hi.
I'll notify payroll.
You said someone at the station...
You work this late so you can return calls without actually reaching people.
which shouldn't surprise them, but it does.
Track, track, more track.