Believe Me: The Abduction of Lisa McVey (2018)

[bunniefuu]

[midtempo music playing]

[gulls squawking]

[easy-listening music playing softly
on speakers]

[cashier]
Alrighty, you have a nice day now.

Hi. What can I get you today, sir?

[customer] Hi. Um...

-Chocolate glazed, please.
-All right.

Coming right up.
Is that for here, or is that to go?

-Oh. I'm gonna have that right now.
-[cashier] Doughnuts, huh?

Best thing in the world.

[customer] Little rough on the old middle.

Oh, haven't you heard?
These are diet doughnuts.

[customer chuckles] Diet doughnuts, huh?

Right, so next time, order twice as many.

Good plan. Twice as many.

You have a nice day now.

-Hey, Lisa.
-Hm?

Would you mind
working a double tomorrow night?

-Yeah, sure thing, Ed.
-Perfect.

-Good night, Ed.
-Yeah, see you, Lisa.

[eerie music playing]

[door opens]

[suspenseful music playing]

-[man] Shh.
-[Lisa grunts]

[man] Good girl. Good girl.

[melancholy music playing]

[footsteps downstairs]

[woman from downstairs] Hello?

Lisa!

Lisa!

[Lisa] Yeah, Grandma?

Your sister's on the phone.

[Lisa] Hey, Lorrie.

-[Lorrie] Hey, sis. What you doing?
-Come over here.

-Um, I'm just getting ready for work.
-On a Saturday?

That sucks.

Eh, I like my job.

You're weird.

Takes one to know one.

I miss you.

I miss you too.

I wanna come visit.

Lorrie, you know that you can't do that.

Well, you should come up to Allentown.

I mean, I wish I could.

I mean, for good.

Really? Well, what did Mom say?
Did Mom say anything about it?

Hey, Mom.

Come here.

What?

Lisa's on the phone.

We both think
she should move up here with us.

[mom] Is that so?

-Hi, Mom, I was just talking to--
-[mom] Now, now.

Whole reason why you moved in
with Grandma was to help her.

She's counting on you.

You don't wanna let her down now, do you?

No, but, Mom, I--

[mom] You be good now.

I'll work on her.

It's okay.

Don't give up, okay?

We'll get you away from him.

I promise, Lisa.

[menacing music playing]

What time's your shift over?

Two.

It's payday, right?

Yes.

Yes, what?

Yes, sir.

Better bring your paycheck
right home tonight, you hear?

-Yep.
-[chuckles]

Hey.

Good girl.

Go on.

Alrighty.

And thank you, Pastor Jim.

Have a good night.

Finally.

I'm sorry, sir.

-You should have more people working.
-Yeah, I know.

We're understaffed, but that's no excuse.

Please, tell me what you like,
and I'll serve you up right quick.

It's too late for that.
I've been waiting forever.

[Lisa] You're right, sir.

No one should have to wait
that long for a doughnut.

It's just downright un-American.

All right,
could I get a, um, apple fritter, please?

And a tuna salad.

You got it.

Hey, Lisa, you don't wanna forget this.

Oh, thanks.

Yeah.

Hey, um...

Thanks for taking a chance on me,

moving me up to the front counter.

You kidding? Customers love you.

Even the cranky ones.

Means a lot that you believed in me.

Sure.

I'll see you on Monday.

[eerie music playing]

[door opens]

-[door creaks]
-[man] Shh. Good girl.

[horn honking]

[vehicle approaching]

[tires screech]

[suspenseful music playing]

[Lisa screams]

-[Lisa] What are you--?
-Don't make a sound.

-Please don't hurt me.
-Shut up.

-I'll do anything, but don't hurt me.
-Shut up.

No. No, f*ck.

Face the window.

Now close your eyes,
and keep them closed. Huh?

You look at me, and you're dead.

[whimpering]

Now show me a good time, or I'll k*ll you.

[zipper unzips]

[Lisa gasping, screaming]

[coughs]

[man] Get dressed.

Whoever taught you was real good.

You must have a boyfriend.

[ominous music playing]

-[Lisa] But you said--
-Shut up.

But you said, if I...

What are you doing?
Why are you doing this? [sobs]

Shut up.

I'm not done with you.

I'm taking you
somewhere more comfortable, all right?

[engine starts]

And you're gonna do
everything I tell you to do.

Stay down.

You trying to cause trouble?
Pick up the pace.

Okay, I'm sorry. I'm sorry.

[train horn blaring in distance]

[suspenseful music playing]

[man] Up.

-Up. Come on.
-Okay.

Nobody's gonna bother us here.

[Lisa whimpering]

Take your clothes off.

That's right. Nice and slow.

Let me look at you.

And keep your eyes shut.

Okay.

Your skin is so soft.

Down on the ground.

Facedown.

[whimpering]

Please, don't hurt me.

b*tch.

[tense music playing]

Just so you don't forget.

[girl] Lisa. Lisa.

Lisa. Lisa.

[girls giggling]

[Lisa] Uncle Jim.

Aunt Carol.

[echoing] Aunt Carol.

Aunt Carol!

Aunt Carol! Lorrie!

[echoing] Aunt Carol! Lorrie!

[echoing] Aunt Carol! Lorrie!

[tense music playing]

[Lisa whimpering]

What's your name?

Carol.

What's yours?

I can't tell you that, babe.

How old are you?

I'm 20.

That's good.

That's real good.

Because I'm no pervert, you know.

Why are you doing this?

Because you have it all coming.
You're all b*tches.

[officer] How old is your granddaughter?

-[Diane] Seventeen.
-What time was she supposed to be home?

She worked an extra shift till 2.

So we thought to see her by 2:30,
maybe 3 at the very latest.

-Is that 3 a.m.?
-Yes, sir.

Has Lisa ever run away?

Never.

Any reason she might run away now?
Problems at school? Trouble at home?

No, not at all.

But I can't think what's happened.

We're worried sick.

-[knocking on door]
-[door opens]

-[Lorrie] Mom?
-What's the matter?

Good morning, ma'am. I'm Officer Gibbons.

Your daughter Lisa
was reported missing down in Tampa.

Well, she hasn't turned up around here.

-[Gibbons] Have you heard from her?
-Yes, I talked to her yesterday.

She was getting ready for work.

-No word from her since then?
-She's fine.

She probably just run off.

If Lisa calls or comes by,
you'll let us know?

She has a nice home.

She's ungrateful.

We'll keep you posted.

Officer?

[melancholy music playing]

Lisa wouldn't just run off
and not tell me.

Something's happened to her.

[Lisa laughing]

[Diane] So how do you like your room?

[Lisa] Are you kidding me, Grandma?
It's perfect.

-It's perfect. I love it.
-Aw.

Such a pretty girl.

It can be hard
keeping such a nice home, you know.

I know, Grandma.
I'm gonna be a big help to you guys.

I know you will.

Sometimes there are things you have to do
to keep on living in such a nice home.

[dark music playing]

It's all right, honey.

You're gonna learn how to treat a man.

[dark music playing]

I'm sorry.

I'm sorry. I'm sorry. I'm sorry.

Sorry for what?

That women haven't been very nice to you.

That's enough, babe.

I can tell you're very handsome.

[gasps]

Um...

I'm kind of thirsty. Um...

[soft rock playing on speakers]

[Ed] It was two sugars
and one cream, right?

[man] Yeah.

Just like you wanted, my friend.
How long you on the road this time?

Good afternoon.

What can I do for Tampa's finest?

I'd like to ask you
a few questions about Lisa McVey.

-She worked here last night?
-Yes.

[country music playing softly on speakers]

-What time did she leave?
-It was a little after 2 in the morning.

Do you know
if she was headed straight home?

[Ed] I just assumed she was.

-It was so late.
-Hm.

She never made it.

There's no indication of foul play.
It's possible she's just run away.

Just doesn't seem like her.

She's a responsible girl.

Hard worker.

Great employee.

Did anything happen during her shift
that might've upset her?

[Ed] Not that I can think of.

I mean, she was just her regular self.

Until...

What?

At the very end,

when she was taking off,

she seemed so, um, sad,

all of a sudden.

I told her I'd see her on Monday,
and she didn't answer.

She thanked me for promoting her.
I mean, I promoted her months ago.

Oh, my God.

Do you think
Lisa might have harmed herself?

[dark music playing]

[man on TV] Local council stated
that the new parking tax

wouldn't go into effect until next year.

-Now a special report.
-Made you a sandwich.

-Last night, a teenager on her way home...
-Here, take it.

-Take it and eat it. Huh?
-Our reporter is at the scene.

[woman on TV] I'm in the neighborhood

where police are investigating
a disappearance.

The teen was reported missing this morning
when she failed to come home

from a late-night shift
at a local doughnut shop.

The teenager's bike
was found at a nearby parking lot.

-Police are not releasing more details...
-Hmm? They talking about you?

-No, no, no.
-You're a teenager? Huh? You're a kid?

-No, I'm 19. They just thought that--
-They better not be.

My birthday's next week.

-I'm 20. I'm almost 20. I promise.
-Huh? Liar. You think I'm stupid?

No. Sorry. I'm sorry. I'm--

Please, please.

Oh, please. Sorry. I'm sorry.

[Lorrie] Lisa. Lisa.

So you don't forget me.

[poignant music playing]

Sorry.

[Lorrie] Don't give up, okay?

I have to go to the bathroom.

I don't wanna pee on your bed.

Okay.

Well, I can't go with you watching.

I'm looking away.

Please, could you just wait outside?

I'm not-- I'm just...

I just want some privacy.

Be quick.

[tense music playing]

Hurry up in there.

[whispers] Don't give up.

-Hurry up.
-I know. I'm just peeing.

I'm coming in.

[doorknob rattling]

Did you lock the door?
You locked the door, you little--

Open the door.

Open the door!

[suspenseful music playing]

[water running]

-What are you doing here? Huh?
-Nothing.

-You think you're so smart, huh?
-No, I'm just washing my hands.

You stupid little girl.

Huh? You want me to k*ll you?
I'll k*ll you right here.

-I shouldn't have locked the door.
-That's right.

God, it's hot in here. Do you feel--?
You must be so uncomfortable.

Can I get you a glass of water? Do you...?

Wanna get me a glass of water?

-Huh? That's what you want?
-Can I do that for you?

[water running]

[faucet squeaks]

Is that better?

Never do that again.

-You hear me?
-Mm-hm.

[man snores]

-[screams]
-[suspenseful music playing]

-Sneaky little b*tch, huh?
-No.

-Please.
-You sneaky little b*tch.

-You trying to cause trouble?
-No, I wasn't. I promise.

-Trying to cause trouble?
-No.

[mom] Are you trying to make trouble?

[Lisa] No, I just wanna come home.

Out of the question.

[Lisa] You don't know
what Grandma's making me do.

[dark music playing]

It could be a lot worse.

How can you just do that?
How can you just let her do that to me?

Do you think you're special?

Hmm?

Be grateful for what you've got.

There's no better life waiting for you.

What is wrong with you?
I can have a good life.

I can, and I will.

I'm gonna have a family
that actually cares about me.

I'm gonna care about them too.

I swear,
I'll care about them till the day I die.

I'm gonna be
a much better mother than you!

Please,
I was just trying to call my father.

-I was just--
-Don't lie to me.

I'm not lying to you.

I just wanted to let him know I'm okay
and that everything is fine.

-You think I'm stupid?
-I don't think you're stupid. I promise.

Just I'm really worried about him.

He's been so sick recently
and I'm the one who takes care of him.

Listen, I'm all he's got
in this entire world, please.

Please, please, plea--

You know-- You know what?
You remind me of him a little bit. You do.

You do.

A good man,

who's underappreciated.

-Yeah?
-Yeah, yeah.

And he's so sweet, and he's so kind.

He loves me so much.
He's always taken such good care of me.

But then he got sick,
and now I have to take care of him.

And I bring him medicine every day,

and I make him soup.

Because I just want him to get better

so that we can have a good life together.

[dishes clanking]

-[Lisa] You're finally here!
-Yes.

And Mom says I can stay the weekend.

[Lorrie giggles]

[whistling]

I know we didn't meet
under the best circumstances, but...

I could still be your girlfriend.

But you gotta let me go home, okay?

So I can take care of my father.

Hmm? He needs me.

I know you didn't mean to hurt me.

I know that you're a nice person.
I can tell.

Just let me go home.

I like talking to you, babe.

Me too.

Can't someone else
take care of your father?

Don't you have a sister?

[tense music playing]

No.

[girls giggling]

[Lorrie] What's this?

Okay, stop. Give me that.

[dark music playing]

What are you doing with it?

If he touches you,

I will k*ll him.

-Lisa--
-I will do it.

You'll go to jail.

I don't care.

He'll be dead.

This will be over.

You'll be safe.

[echoing] You'll be safe.

[engines revving on TV]

[siren wailing on TV]

[mom snoring softly]

[man on TV] The hunt continues
for a brutal k*ller

who has terrorized Tampa
for the past six months.

The latest victim remains unidentified.

Police are working overtime,
hoping for a break in the case.

[tense music playing]

So far, authorities are
not releasing any more details,

but we will continue
to update you on any...

What am I gonna do with you?

We can start over. We can just start over.

-I mean, I--
-Shut up, and let me think.

You could take me back to my father
so I can take care of him.

I won't be any trouble or--

I gotta get rid of you.

Put these on.

Okay.

What are you doing?

Hey, you don't gotta do this. You don't.

-Shut up.
-I'm not gonna tell anyone, I swear--

[man] Shut your mouth.

Please, don't do this.

You don't have to do this.

No, no. Please, please, please.

-Please, my dad's gonna...
-Get up.

-My dad's gonna-- I'm not gonna--
-Get up!

I swear, I swear!

-I'm not--
-You want me to k*ll you right here?

-No.
-Huh? You want me to k*ll you right here?

[sobbing]

-Then walk.
-[screams]

[gasping, sobbing]

[man] Never should've kept you this long.

♪ Happy birthday to you ♪

♪ Happy birthday, dear Lisa ♪

♪ Happy birthday to you ♪

[family cheers]

Make a wish. Make a wish.

-[Jim] Hey, good job.
-[Carol] Yeah.

[eerie music playing]

We love it when you come visit.

You're such a special girl.

So smart.

-[tense music playing]
-You think you're so smart, huh?

You try that again,
I'll k*ll you right here.

You understand me?

You understand me?

Yeah.

[winces]

[Lisa sobbing quietly]

[engine stops]

No.

No, no, no.

[yelling, gasping]

[sobbing] Please, please.

Please.

Please, don't k*ll me. Please.

I'll take care of you.

I'm your girl.

I'm your girl.

I'm yours.

-Please.
-[g*n c*ck]

I don't wanna die.

[Lisa sobbing]

You go to the cops.

Tell them I'm Black, short, and muscular.

Okay, okay.

You stay here for five minutes.

And you don't take
your blindfold off before then.

Okay.

[car door opens]

[car door closes]

-[engine starts]
-[sobbing]

[tires screeching]

[dramatic music playing]

[suspenseful music playing]

[tires screech]

[horn honking]

[yelps]

[dispatcher over radio] 76-5, suspects,


[door slams]

-Where the hell have you been?
-You been out with a boy?

I was kidnapped.

Ah, bullshit.

-I'm telling the truth!
-Liar.

It's the truth. It's the truth!

[Diane] Morris, stop.

-Stop! Stop, stop, stop.
-[Morris] She's a liar.

[Diane] Stop, stop.

Stop. There.

[Lisa sobbing]

[dark music playing]

Better call the cops
and let them know you're home.

Tell us what happened.

I was kidnapped.

The truth.

I was r*ped!

Sick lies.

I have been through hell.

How can you even look me in the eye?

Why won't you believe me?

Why won't you believe me?!

Officer Lopez, please.

It's Diane Martin.

I'm calling about my granddaughter,
Lisa McVey.

-Lopez.
-[Diane] Oh, hi, Officer Lopez.

I just wanted you to know
that Lisa finally showed up.

Is she okay?

Oh, she's fine.

It was nothing.

Glad to hear she made it home okay.

[Diane] Some crazy story
about being kidnapped.

She was kidnapped?

She made it up.
I don't know what gets into her head.

Well, I'm gonna need to talk to her, then.

-What?
-She's a minor claiming to be a victim.

We have to follow up. Standard procedure.

I'll pick her up,
take her to the station for an interview.

Well, if that's what you gotta do,
all right, then.

Goodbye.

They're taking you in for questioning.

The cops are coming here?

Don't worry about it.
Lisa isn't gonna cause any more trouble.

Don't you make a fool of us now.

Not a word
about our lives here, understand?

[melancholy music playing]

[Lopez] And you say this man r*ped you?

[Lisa] Repeatedly, yeah.

Uh, the entire time I was there.

That's a vicious and prolonged as*ault.

It was.

You don't have any bruises
or marks on you.

Oh. He threatened to k*ll me, so I...

I didn't fight him. I wanted to survive.

Did you ever scream for help?

No.

No. I knew that that would...

That would make him pretty mad.

[knocking on door]

-Didn't mean to interrupt.
-What's up?

Task force meeting got moved up an hour.

Okay, I should be able
to wrap things up here quick.

[Lopez grumbles]

-So you said he untied you at one point?
-Yeah.

Why didn't you try to run away?

He threatened to k*ll me, and I planned
on making it out of there alive.

[stutters] I cooperated.

Except for one time he made me a sandwich,
and was yelling at me to eat it.

And I just-- The smell of it--

He made you lunch?

Okay, your grandma says
you're making this all up.

Is this just some story to get attention?

No. No.

Okay. Uh...

Excuse me a moment.

What...?

Hi. I am so sorry to keep you waiting.

Things are just
a little bit crazy around here.

Now, I am Detective Russell,

and this is my partner, Detective Castle.

Uh, Officer Lopez
has brought us up to speed.

Okay, so you say your assailant
brought you to an apartment?

Was that a ground floor or...?

No, that was a second story,
because we went up some steps.

Maybe it was a stoop?

No, no, we, um...

I counted 22 steps
before we got to the top of the staircase.

You noticed that with everything going on?

Yeah, yeah, well, I made it a point
to take in my surroundings

so that I could,um, store it
in my brain for the police.

Uh, Lisa, what we mean is that

it's hard to notice anything
during such a violent ordeal.

And yet it's a very unusual thing
for you to remember.

Well, a very unusual thing happened to me.

And I knew that I had
to gather evidence, so I did.

"Gather evidence."

Yes, ma'am. Yeah.

Like a cop.

Yeah, to catch the bad guy.

So he blindfolded you
and took you to an apartment building.

I'm not sure
if it was an apartment building.

It felt like it was more of an apartment
that was above an office building.

I was there all Sunday,

and I was listening for noises
of any kind of activity, and I didn't--

I mean, there was no sound
of people coming and going.

There was no neighbor sounds or anything.

Lisa, do you watch a lot of TV?

Yeah, I guess.

-Why?
-Cop shows?

Sure, I guess. I don't really understand
why you're asking me this.

We're just trying to get
to the bottom of what really happened.

I've been trying
to tell you that since I got here.

I've been...

Well, were you blindfolded the whole time?

Uh-huh. Yeah, almost the entire time.

Well, did you get a good look
at the man's face?

No, but I can describe it to you.

-How?
-He let me touch it. He...

So you're saying you saw his face,
but with your hands?

I saw a lot.

Look, Lisa.

We are all girls here.

You can talk to us.

We...

We get it.

You know, maybe you met up
with some friends after work,

you partied a little,

you stayed out a little too late
to go home without a good excuse.

We get it.

You don't get it.

Come on, Lisa.

You don't get it.

-Just tell us the truth.
-I was kidnapped.

I was r*ped.

Why does nobody believe me?

[sobbing]

Lisa?

Lisa?

We keep hitting the same wall
with our k*ller.

As you can see from the photos,
he's got no clear physical type.

The victims have been prostit*tes,
dancers, a factory worker.

We had three homicides,
first three months of this case.

We've had three in the last month,

two of them in just the last few weeks.

He is escalating.

There's one thing in common:

All the victims were found bound,

mostly using rope.

One was found
with a noose still around her neck.

There's no other clear MO.

He's consistently brutal,
but he's got no favored method of k*lling.

Some have been r*ped and strangled.

One was shot in the back of the head.

Another had her throat slashed.

All the vics have been found far
from where they were last seen.

He's likely transporting them in a car.

But he is dumping the bodies
in different locations each time.

An orange grove.

A wooded area just off the interstate.

The outskirts of a cattle ranch.
He's all over the map.

Yeah, sarge?

Guys, listen up.
This guy knows what he's doing.

These women were all taken late at night,
when they were alone.

No witnesses.

Which strongly suggests
he's stalking his victims.

He picks women who are vulnerable.

He studies them,
he waits until they're isolated,

and then he strikes.

This community needs to feel safe again.

These women deserve justice,
so let's remember,

they could be your neighbor,
your sister, your daughter.

Anyone else?

All right,
let's get back to work, everyone.

And check your shift assignments, please.

-[Russell] Oh, Larry, have you got a sec?
-Yeah, what's up?

I got a girl
who has totally shut down on us.

Could you take a crack at her?

-Sure.
-Okay.

Why don't you believe her?

Well, the details are a bit unbelievable,
and she's just too detached.

She might be in shock.

Well, we're all focused
on a much bigger case.

I mean,
she probably didn't get a fair shake,

but you know, 99 times out of 100,

the runaway just turns out
to be a kid who stayed out all night.

Well, maybe she's the one in 100, huh?

My God, she's just a child.

Hi, Lisa.

I'm Detective Larry Pinkerton.
I'm head of the Sex Crimes Unit here.

You think you can tell me
what happened to you?

That's a picture of my daughter, Sarah.

I'd go to any length to protect her.

And I'll go to any length to protect you.

[sobs]

Tell me everything.

I believe you.

The car was black...

with two doors,

and red carpet, and red bucket seats.

There was...

There was the word "Magnum"
on the dashboard.

There was green carpet on the stairs.

I counted 22 steps
to the top of the second floor.

Um...

He was white.

And he was left-handed.

There were sneakers in the bathroom
with kangaroos on them, and his face,

he had a thin mustache,

stubble on his cheeks.

His hair fell down
in front of his forehead, and...

his eyes were kind of close together.

He had a waterbed.

[Pinkerton] She didn't make this up.
Her level of detail was extraordinary.

Get her a change of clothes.

After the exam, I want
what she's wearing bagged for evidence.

-Okay.
-Now, I'm gonna call the parents.

Get consent for hypnosis,
in case she's blocking anything crucial.

You know, a street address...

That sounds good.

Yes, this is Lorrie McVey.
I've been on hold forever.

What happened to my sister?

She did? Oh, thank God.

What?

Oh, my God.

Okay.

Yeah, thanks.

Goodbye.

[chattering on TV]

-Mom?
-Mm-hm?

Cops said Lisa came back.

Said she'd been kidnapped and r*ped.

Well, that's some story.

She'd never make up something like that.

Told you she'd turn up all right.

[Pinkerton] Our psychiatrist
is highly skilled at hypnosis.

Lisa won't be in danger at any time.

-[Morris] I'm not paying for that.
-Of course not.

He's on staff here
with the police department.

Sounds strange. I don't want her doing it.

If you'd just let us try--

When's she coming home?

She got chores to do.

All right, then.

[Lisa] Yeah.

Maybe. I kind of feel like
he would have more, um...

visible stubble.

Excuse me. Can you give us a minute?

I just got off the phone with your father.

He said no to hypnosis.

He wants to know when you're coming home.

[sighs]

Lisa, is there something happening there?

Hey.

You can tell me. I'll believe you.

He's not my father.

What's happening?

[grunts] Get off of me.

Morris Elwood, you're under arrest
for the sexual as*ault of a minor.

Bullshit.

You have the right to remain silent.

Anything you say or do
will be used against you in court.

-That b*tch is a liar.
-You have the right to an attorney.

If you cannot afford one,
one will be appointed to you.

[Morris] Bullshit.

Do you understand these rights
as they've been read to you?

Why didn't you protect me?

[Pinkerton] Well, this is it.

It's where you'll be staying until
we can find you something more permanent.

You're sure you don't have
any relatives in the Tampa area, huh?

I mean, I got an Aunt Carol and Uncle Jim,
but they live out east in Titusville.

I'll reach out to them.

-Hi, Larry.
-Hey.

-Lisa, this is Sergeant McKinley.
-Call me Hannah.

-Happy to meet you, Lisa.
-Yeah. Thank you for letting me stay here.

You can use my daughter's room.
She just left for college.

House feels pretty empty.

-You'll be dealing with that soon enough.
-Yeah, don't remind me.

It'll be good to have company again.
Want to come in for coffee?

Can't, got a task force meeting.

-You're in good hands. We'll talk soon.
-All right.

-Okay?
-Yep.

All right, let's get you settled,
then we'll figure out dinner.

I've kind of got a craving for pizza.

These red fibers
were found on the latest victim.

They're the same
red trilobal nylon carpet fibers

that have been found on all the victims.

-Any leads on a manufacturer?
-[Dutton] Not yet.

We're hoping at some point
that this guy talks to someone.

Neighbor, coworker,
disgruntled ex-girlfriend.

Or maybe someone sees
one of these women getting into his car.

We need a witness.

Without that...

[brakes squeal]

[screaming]

-What is it?
-No, no, it's him!

[wailing]

[Lisa] No.

No.

-It's okay, Lisa.
-No.

-You're safe here.
-No.

[crying]

Have you been able to sleep at all?

I haven't slept since it happened.

Okay.

I'm gonna set you up
with our staff psychiatrist.

He can prescribe something
that'll help with that, okay?

Okay.

Okay?

It's gonna be okay.

[Pinkerton] Where did
you leave your fingerprints?

In the bathroom. Uh...

On the mirror, then the towel rack,

and then under the toilet seat.

[Pinkerton] All right.
You leave anything else?

[Lisa] Yep. Um...

There was a hairpin
with strands of my hair under the bed.

I left some blood in the car.

I bit my finger,
wiped it on the front of the seat,

so he didn't see it.

I don't know. I just...

Even if he k*lled me,
I wanted him to get caught.

No one else
should have to go through this.

We stopped at a gas station.

This is great, Lisa. Really helpful.

So that would have been,
what, 3, 4 in the morning?

[Lisa] We left his apartment at 3:13,

It would've been
about 20 minutes after that.

What do you recall about him?

Said he wanted to get back at women.

Said we're all b*tches.

And he was clean.

He was really clean.
He smelled clean. His bathroom was clean.

And he washed me in the shower.

And he...

Listen, we don't have to continue
if you wanna stop.

It's okay.

He was really thorough, and it seemed
to mean a lot to him that I was clean.

I think I saw his car before.

That night?

Before that.

What if Lisa McVey's r*pist
is our serial k*ller?

Hear me out, lieutenant.

She was taken at night when she was alone.

He stalked her. He tied her up.
He took her away in his car.

That's not enough.

He told her that he wanted
to get back at women.

-He fits the profile.
-But our guy doesn't let his victims go.

This kid is brilliant.

She's brave as hell.

She's survived a*usive situations
her whole life.

She's got skills like no one else.

Now, what if she did
what no one else could?

Got him to let her go.

I just don't see it.

I wanna send her clothes
to the FBI lab for processing.

Our resources are stretched
thin enough as it is.

I can't authorize that.

Take it out of my budget, then.

Hey, sarge.

If it is the same guy,

then he knows that she's alive,
and he's got a loose end.

-Hey.
-Hey.

-What's wrong?
-Nothing.

Nothing. I... [stammers]

Just here to move you to the new place.

-We gotta go.
-Okay.

So this is it.

A safe house for minors
in the justice system.

I'll take that.

You'll be okay here.

Might even find
some kids your age to talk to.

Lisa.

I need you to lay low
for a little while, okay?

That means no going to the usual haunts,
no shifts at the doughnut shop.

Just be for a little while, okay?

-Okay.
-All right. It's just up here.

-Lisa, this is my daughter, Sarah.
-Nice to meet you, Lisa.

Hi. Yeah, nice to meet you too.

Keys?

[sighs]

Speed limit.

Sure thing.

Buckle up.

Okay.

[Pinkerton] You keep speeding up,
and slowing down, speeding up.

-You got a lead foot.
-[Sarah] Who's talking, Earnhardt?

Straight. Yeah.
I'm a professional police officer.

I drive for a living. Keys.

[Sarah] A doughnut shop. How cool.

[Lisa] Yeah.

Yeah, no, it's a great job.
And my boss is really cool too, so...

-I would be so fat if I worked there.
-[laughs]

Yeah, I was worried about that, but...

But you're so thin.

Well, that's because
I only eat the donut holes.

So doesn't really count.

Sarah's got a part-time job
at Waldenbooks.

I love being surrounded by books.

Oh, cool. Nice.
That sounds like a great job.

Her boss says
that she is his best employee.

Just never take him driving.

I'm kidding.

These tread marks are consistent
with every one of the crime scenes.

We need to check it against the tire book
to determine the make.

Talk to me.

The lab found red fibers
on Lisa's clothes.

They match the red carpet fibers
we found on all our vics.

We have another victim.

And she's alive.

We have a witness.

Let me tell you about
a strong, brave, brilliant young girl,

Lisa McVey...

and our serial k*ller.

Lisa.

I wanna take you back
to the place where you were abducted,

retrace your steps from there.

-What, you mean go back on the car ride?
-Look.

I think your amazing recall may be the key
to finding out where your attacker lives.

Has something changed?

The man who hurt you is responsible
for hurting a lot of other people as well.

He's the k*ller
that everyone's looking for, isn't he?

We think so.

[sighs]

You know what? Maybe this is a bad idea.

I'll do it.

[Wolf] So after he took you to his car,

is there any chance
you remember which direction you went?

It...

I think-- Oh, I think...

[g*n c*ck]

[sobbing] I don't remember.

-Hey, hey.
-I don't...

If you're not up for this,
you don't have to do it.

No, I am. I wanna nail the guy.
I wanna catch him. I just...

All right. Look, look, listen to me.

Calm down, okay?

Close your eyes.

Clear your head.

Then go back to that day.

Take your time.

What do you see?

The car was facing north.

Then he took off down Rome.

And then he took a right,

on Sligh.

You wanna wait for three traffic lights.

Three traffic lights. Yeah.

Turn left, turn left.

There should be an interstate right here.

You're gonna wanna be facing east.

You're doing great.

[Wolf] Hey.

-Where the hell is she going?
-Where's she going? Hey.

Hey.

Lisa, hey.

[Lisa panting]

The second I took off my blindfold,

I saw this tree.

And I knew...

that I was gonna live.

I was gonna live.

[Pinkerton] She's given us
a 2-mile radius.

Let's put the word out
and coordinate with Patrol.

We're close.

Listen up, people.

We have a suspect.

Hey.

-From the vending machine.
-Oh.

Thanks.

I'd feel better if
you'd stick around here,

at least until we get this guy.

Well, if you keep
bringing me gourmet meals like this.

[dispatch] Detective Wolf, this is
Command Post. What's your 20?

[Wolf] Barker Boulevard,
red-light district.

Taking one last sweep before heading back.

Copy that.

Holy sh*t.

[man] Who's gonna be
my lucky girl tonight?

Good evening, sir. Sorry to bother you.
I'm Detective Charlie Wolf.

There a problem, officer?

Yeah, I just got a call
on an armed robbery

out on the west end of town,
and made off with a lot of jewelry.

Description of the car matches yours.

Yeah, well, it wasn't me.
I haven't been on the west side all week.

Yeah. Look, I'm real sorry about this.

My boss is gonna k*ll me
if I come up empty.

You mind if I search your vehicle,
just to rule you out?

Yeah, no.

Okay.

Well, hey, how about
I just snap a quick picture, then?

A photo of you and the car,
so the victim can tell us it wasn't you.

Yeah, okay.

Thanks. I'll be right back.

-Thanks, I appreciate that.
-Anything I can do to help, officer.

Have a good night.

Command Post, this is Detective Wolf.

I have a suspect within the 2-mile radius.

[knock on door]

Hello?

[Lisa screams]

Hey.

-[Lisa gasping]
-Lisa. Hey, hey, hey.

Hey, wake up. Wake up.
You're having a bad dream.

-[sobbing]
-Wake up.

It's okay.

It's okay. The entire task force
is out there looking for this guy.

We're gonna get him. Okay?

He can't get you here.

[Wolf] Command Post,
this is Detective Wolf.

[dispatch] This is Command Post. Go ahead.

[Wolf] I need you to run a tag
for a black Dodge Magnum.

Florida plates.

Juliett-Whiskey-Hotel-four-eight-zero.

[dispatch] Copy. Black Dodge Magnum.
Juliett-Whiskey-Hotel-four-eight-zero.

[Wolf] Pull everything
connected to those plates.

[dispatch] Stand by.

[Pinkerton] Take as much time as you need.

Take a good look.

That's him.

You sure?

Yeah.

Yeah, I'm sure.

That's him.

That's him.

[siren chirps]

[Dutton] Don't move.

[officer 1] Freeze. Down on your knees.

[Wolf] Hands behind your head.

Hands behind your head.

[officer 2] Bobby Joe Long,
you are under arrest.

Hey.

Green carpet and 22 stairs,
just like she said.

[Wolf] Thank you.

That's a good one.

[Dutton] You're gonna fry for this.

There's something wrong with me,
I know that.

The only reason you got me
is because I let her go.

-Is that what you think?
-[chuckles]

She was different
from the others, you know?

Yeah.

She was something special.

[Pinkerton] Lisa.

Hey.

We got him.

What?

We got him.

Your attacker, our serial k*ller.

Why did I live?

-Hey.
-I shouldn't have lived.

Lisa, do you not realize what you've done?

You stopped a k*ller.

You managed to do in 12 days
what we couldn't accomplish in six months.

You have saved so many lives.

It's all over.

You're a hero, kid.

Yeah.

It's okay.

[inaudible] Thank you.

[Lorrie over phone] Hello?

-Hey, Lorrie.
-Where have you been?

I've been so worried. I called Grandma--

I know, I know. I know, sis.

I'm sorry. I'm so sorry.

-[Betty] Who is it?
-[Lorrie] It's Lisa.

What does she want?

[Lorrie] So where were you?

What happened?

[sighs] Um...

Listen, I forgot that
I have to go back down

to the police station,
talk to the detective.

-Sorry.
-No, not until you tell me.

I know, I will. Okay, I'll call you later.

Okay? Promise.

You better.

Hey, Lorrie?

Thank you for caring so much.

I mean, it really means a lot to me.

You know, I said, you were one in 100.
You're one in a million.

I want you to go have
that life you fought so hard for.

I've been thinking about
maybe having you come live with my family.

Thank you.

But...

I mean,
you gotta keep this stuff separate, right?

Work's work, home's home.

You never get a break from what happens
on the job, it would just swallow you up.

[horn honks]

Hi.

[Carol] Hi, sweetie.

Sweetie, Let me look at you.

We had no idea what was going on
at your grandmother's house.

-Please, forgive us.
-It's okay. It's--

We're gonna take good care of you.
We promise.

I know. I know.

Larry Pinkerton.

Jim. Thank you.

Carol.

Hey.

-Thank you for believing me.
-Hey.

We owe you everything.

Come on, let's go.

You haven't seen the last of me.

I hope not.

[Lisa] Dear Mom...

[group singing] ♪ Happy birthday to... ♪

[Lisa] You once told me
that I'd never have a better life.

You were wrong.

Goodbye.

Lisa.

[Jim] Yeah.

[Carol] Make a wish. Make a wish.

-Oh, I love you, sister.
-I love you, sis.

[laughs]

-[Carol] Did you make a wish?
-I did, yeah.

-[Carol] Good.
-[Jim] All right, cut the cake.

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