Memory in My Heart, The (2024)

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Hey, won't be long,

just knocking out some yard work.

You don't need to do that.

I can get someone else to do it.

Why would you do that?

John.

It's still my house.

I'm just trying to help.

I'll be done in 20.

So how long has it been

since you've been to your office?

Have you been back?

Okay, it'll take time.

Yeah.

And how are you and John doing?

Me and John are...

Complicated.

I'm worried about you, Karla.

I'm...

Okay.

Listen, I have someone.

Kids are not my specialty. We know that.

That's your department.

I'm not in a place

where I could be of any help.

To anyone.

I respectfully disagree.

And my professional opinion is

that it is time for you to get back to work.

Stop Jackie, please.

I can't. I'm not able to right now.

Look at me.

This little girl...

This little girl needs your help.

One session.

Fair enough.

Dr. Cruz.

Hi, I'm Robert.

Hey.

This is my wife, Helen.

Nice to meet you. Nice to meet you both.

And this is Mila.

Hi, Mila.

I'm so happy to meet you.

Mila, be polite.

Hi.

You and your mom and dad are going to

sit in my office and talk for a little bit.

I've got crayons and coloring

books, if you'd like to draw.

How does that sound?

She's just nervous.

Come in, please.

Where did you get your

doctorate if you don't mind me asking?

You can barely make up the name.

Regent.

Dr. Ramos said she went to USC, right?

I um.

Yeah, I'm certain.

USC is what we were told.

It was Regent.

Regent hm.

Never heard of it.

Helen.

No disrespect, I'm sure

the program at Regent was just fine.

But USC is, well, USC.

The psychology program

is ranked top 30 nationwide.

And I want the absolute

best for my daughter.

I'm sure you can understand that.

Of course.

I'm sure she's good enough

for Dr. Ramos to refer us,

it's good enough in my book.

Right, then.

Well, why don't you

tell me what's going on?

Mila hasn't been herself lately.

How so?

She's withdrawn.

Sullen, she barely speaks.

She's exhausted most of the day.

She barely sleeps at night.

Yes, Dr. Ramos spoke

to me about the nightmares.

That's one way to put it.

We think they might be night terrors.

I've looked them up.

She seems to be showing

some symptoms of them.

Has she been ill lately?

High fevers?

No.

That's good to know.

How about any

emotional stressors or traumas?

Well, yes, her surgery.

She had a heart transplant in March.

Well, that's pretty stressful

for anyone, let alone a child.

So the episodes begin shortly after this?

Immediately after, yes.

So you think it might be night terrors?

Could be.

Night terrors are in that

uncommon, and most children grow out of them.

It can be caused by

a lot of different things.

Fever, schedule

changes, sleep deprivation,

stress, certain

medications, even genetics.

Do either of you have them growing up?

How do we fix this?

That's what I want to know.

Maybe me and Mila can get

to know each other a little better.

I'll come get you when we're done.

Sounds good.

Sure you're gonna be okay?

Mila, do you like to draw?

Yeah.

That's good.

Why don't we draw for a few minutes?

Okay.

That girl looks really scared.

Is that you?

Yeah.

What's this?

All around her?

Night time.

I'm afraid of the dark.

Lots of kids are.

I see bad things in the dark.

In your room?

When I'm sleeping.

You're having really scary nightmares.

That's why you're here, to see me.

And that's okay.

We all need help sometimes.

Even you?

Even me.

Because you're sad?

What makes you say that?

Can we have a minute?

I just want her better.

Of course you do.

I can't stand

seeing her suffer like this.

I'm her mother.

It's my job to protect her.

Children.

Our most precious gift.

Our biggest responsibility.

I take that very seriously.

You have to be a mother to understand.

Do you have kids, Dr. Cruz?

I...

I do not.

Oh, I just thought, I

mean, you're a children's therapist.

I just assumed...

Do you think you can help her?

How about we start this week?

Okay.

We are going to figure this out together.

Did you bring the keys?

No Helen, I threw them on the roof.

Hey...

You still up?

Sorry I missed dinner.

I had a late night session.

Did you make yourself

something to eat, I hope?

Honey?

Oh sweetie.

The nightmares make my mom mad.

I wake her up at night.

I don't remember, but she says I scream.

A lot. Like really loud when I scream.

She tells me to stop it!

Just stop having the bad dreams.

I want them to stop, but I

don't know how to make them go away.

Of course you would

make them go away if you could.

Sometimes people have bad dreams

for all kinds of reasons. Did you know that?

Well, it's true.

People have them because

something scary happened to them.

Did something scary happen to you?

I don't think so.

Sometimes people have them

when they see something scary on TV.

Did you watch anything

that might have scared you?

No.

Can you tell me what's

happening in your nightmare?

Someone's chasing me.

Someone's chasing you.

Okay, I see.

Do you know why they're chasing you?

Do you know who is chasing you?

No.

Because you can never see them?

It's kind of fuzzy most of the time.

And things are happening real fast. I

don't get a good look at him until the end.

Him.

It's a man.

Yeah.

What happens at the end?

It's okay, Mila. It's just a dream.

He can't hurt you here.

What happens at the end?

I think he kills me.

Why do you think that?

Because he's grabbing me and jumping on

top of me and

hurting me, and then I wake up.

You're doing really good.

Just a couple more questions, okay?

How many times have you seen this man?

I always see him.

You see him in all your nightmares?

It's the same nightmare every time.

The exact same one. Over and over again?

Are you sure?

So you're saying it's not night terrors.

She has some signs

of night terrors, like the

screaming in the middle of

the night and her extreme fears.

Most children who have

them are confused and disoriented.

They have trouble

recounting what they saw and

usually don't remember

the incident the next morning.

Mila remembers. Vividly.

So what do we do?

The aggressive male figure in her dream.

Is there any possibility she

experienced something like that in real life?

Absolutely not.

I always know where my

daughter is and who she's with.

Every minute.

Okay. Couldn't Mila have

seen something on TV that

was scary, violent, maybe

hard for her to understand?

She said she hasn't, but maybe

she just doesn't want to get in trouble.

I monitor her screen time very carefully.

i know everything she's

watching and for how long.

Mm.

There is a recent surgery.

God, it was awful.

The constant fear

that I could lose my child.

That her heart could just stop beating.

It was terrifying.

Do you think that trauma

could have caused this?

There could be correlation.

While we're still figuring out the

underlying cause, I'll give you and Mr. Holland

some things that you

can do right away.

Tonight.

Have you ever seen anyone who needed a new heart?

You're my first.

A butterfly.

The man.

What's this?

An injury?

I scratch him when he jumps on me.

Did you learn that at school?

I see it on his body.

Where?

Like a tattoo?

Yeah.

What's that?

I just see it on him.

And this?

It's the last thing

I hear before I wake up.

Your heartbeat?

Yeah.

You did really good today.

You're a heck of an artist.

I'd frame that butterfly

and put it on my wall at home.

You have to stop coming to check on me.

It's just breakfast.

You need to eat something real.

Not those micro crap meals.

Just take it.

John.

I was on my way to the office.

But I was thinking maybe

we could grab something to eat.

I don't want company right now.

You may not, but you need it.

It's been over a year, Kar.

At some point you're gonna have to-

Have to what?

Get over it?

No, that's not what I'm saying.

Well, you wanted to.

No, what I was gonna say was-

Everyone just wants me to get over it.

Just take it easy.

How does one do that exactly?

You don't get over it, John, okay?

Ever.

I know that's not what you or

anyone else wants to hear, but it is what it is.

Maybe you've been able to move

on with your life like nothing happened.

Don't!

You don't go there.

You haven't opened it still, have you?

You can keep it shut forever.

But it's not gonna change anything.

It's not gonna make anything easier.

Sooner or later,

you're gonna have to face this.

It's his room.

Not a tomb.

Please, go.

What's this, a new case?

Yeah.

I didn't know you were working.

That's good.

You're not supposed

to be looking at that, John.

I'm sorry.

It's really good.

It's really good.

Whoa, heavy duty.

What?

You recognize it?

Sure.

It's the insignia for AGR.

The Aryan Guard of the Republic.

Who are they?

Bad dudes.

It's a violent group of right wing

extremists, neo-Nazis, white supremacists,

you name it, total nut jobs.

And they're based

here in Southern California.

Lucky us.

What?

Kar, what is it?

Could you do me a favor?

Sure, sure what?

Could you take some of these

drawings and run a check through your database?

The NCIC, why would I do that?

My patient says some of these are

tattoos from a man she's seeing in her dreams.

What if he's real?

Someone she's run into in the

past, someone who works at her school,

a neighbor, I mean, who knows?

Her mother swears up and down, this

couldn't have happened, but I'm not so sure.

Yeah, Kar.

If it's someone from this

group and he's in the database.

That's a stretch.

I'm sending the

relevant ones to you right now.

I can't give you the physical copies.

Listen, I know it's a long shot, but

can you just run them and see if we can match?

It would be a fairly limited search.

Hey, are you really serious about this?

Please, it's important...

For, her.

Okay, I'll see what I can do.

Thanks.

I'll let you know if

I get hit with this stuff.

That's very nice.

You made it yourself?

Yeah.

Your mom tells me

you're into that kind of stuff.

Arts and craft,

little necklaces and bracelets.

You're very good at it.

Maybe one day you can make me one.

You can have this one.

Thank you, Mila.

That's very nice of you.

I saw it.

Saw what?

The name on the necklace, Anna.

Anna?

Yeah.

Oh, and my arms.

They're black.

Do you have something

else you wanna tell me?

I think my heart was hers.

Mila, I know the nightmare is scary

and you don't know where it's coming from, but-

I think it's Anna's.

I think it happened to her.

Why do you think that?

When I saw her name on the

necklace last night, something felt different.

What felt different?

I don't know.

Kinda like she was trying to

show me or talk to me or something.

Did she say anything?

Uh-uh.

I just like - felt it.

So you believe this isn't a dream

at all, but a memory from Anna?

My parents won't believe me.

That's how they look at me.

I thought I could tell you anything.

I wanna go now.

Mila.

Hey.

Hey, you're not gonna

believe it, but I think we have a match.

Are you serious?

Can you meet me for lunch?

Come on, Kar.

You owe me one.

It's a little late for lunch.

Late lunch, early dinner, whatever.

Let's meet at Stoli's.

I've got something to show you.

Okay.

Jesus.

Yeah.

He's a real charmer.

His name is Arthur Moore,

classic, homegrown white supremacist.

That mugshot was

taken in 2018 on his last

arrest, distribution

of a controlled substance.

He made bail, beat the

charge, didn't serve a day.

Kar, there's any number of guys of

the AGR with the same tattoos on their bodies?

It's in the news sometimes.

Maybe one night, one of

these tattoos appears on the TV.

She catches it, sees the

guy, boom, pops up in her dreams.

The ID check didn't flag anyone else though?

No.

Some of these guys

are not even in our database.

I brought this to you so

you can take a look for yourself.

You know, make sure you covered your bases.

I just don't think there's anything

you can do with this.

But the drawings were spot on.

Some of them, yeah.

For what it's worth,

I admire your dedication.

But I think you're

barking up the wrong tree.

Probably.

Sorry I bothered you with all this.

Just, I really

wanted to help this little girl.

Look, if I could

just straight up ask this guy,

"Hey, have you k*lled any little girls lately?"

I would.

Lord knows he wouldn't surprise me.

Mind if I hold on to this?

Feel free.

Well, I gotta go to work.

I got work to do.

Bad guys to catch.

This guy in her dreams,

he's a phantom of her imagination.

You need to prepare yourself for that.

g*dd*mn suicide b*mb.

Look man, they're

selling f*cking spick beer.

Taco flavored f*cking beer, man.

The f*ck is that?

Give me a f*cking break.

Boys.

What'll it be?

Mmm.

You going red?

Hell yeah.

f*ck yeah.

White, man.

Every time.

Celebrate.

What are you celebrating?

Get some champagne for your mom.

For my mama?

My mom only likes guys with small dicks man.

You should be fine.

That's not what she said.

Hey, Ghandi, give me a pack of smokes.

Yo, hurry the f*ck up.

Come on, chop, chop.

These f*cking guys.

Hi

Hey

Thank you.

Thank you.

Do you know me?

What do you mean?

Back then in the store,

you looked to me like you knew me.

Do you?

I don't know you.

Now, you're not from around here.

So what are you doing here?

Look, I don't want any trouble.

I don't know you.

I don't know who your friends are.

I don't know what your problem is.

I'm just trying to get to my car.

What car?

It's parked down the block.

Now, why would you park down the block?

I apologize for staring at you.

It's hard not to notice

that scratch over your eye.

Oh, this little thing right here?

You should see the other guy.

Oh!

Oh!

Now, you be careful how you

look at people around here, okay?

Okay?

Okay.

Hey.

It's him.

What?

I just had a close encounter with Arthur,

along with a couple of his bowling buddies.

I saw the scar above his

eye, up close and personal.

He must have

gotten it fairly recently.

It's why it wasn't in the mug shot.

So it's really him.

Could be.

Either this girl of yours has

the magic all seeing eye,

or she's run into this guy before,

which is a scary thought.

He's dangerous, Kar.

He's got rank too.

Not sure how high, but he's

definitely got weight behind him.

And you don't get

to that level in a group

like the AGR without

earning your stripes first.

What does that mean?

It means his rap

sheet likely doesn't even scrape

the surface of what

this guy's been involved with.

You remember what I told you

before about keeping a low profile?

Yeah.

Right. So who knows?

Maybe he assaulted or tried to

as*ault her, your patient after all.

While she was coming home from

school, playing in the park, whatever.

If so, and she somehow managed

to escape, she's lucky to be alive.

The man's a predator.

That's terrifying.

How close did you get to him?

Was eye to eye with him.

What now?

What are you gonna do next?

I'm glad we have a few minutes

to connect before Mila's session.

How are things going?

We're doing the sleep

log, like you suggested, and

she's doing the meditation

exercises right before bed.

That's good.

How are the nightmares?

Still happening.

But for the past week or so,

she hasn't been waking up screaming.

Does the name Arthur

Moore mean anything to you?

No, I've never heard of it.

Why?

Mila has done some unusual

drawings in our time together.

What do you mean unusual?

My daughter drew this?

Yes, she sees this image in her dream.

I don't understand.

Helen.

Sees it how?

She sees this man coming

after her, over and over, to hurt her.

You expect me to believe that my

daughter's had a run in with this animal.

I believe she has had contact with

this individual, whether in person or from afar.

Maybe she's been too scared

to tell you that she has blocked

it from her mind and is

coming out through her subconscious.

I already told you that's not possible.

I monitored her very closely.

I want to help Mila through this.

Dealing with the reality of whatever happened,

because without the guidance, her mind is

going to try to process

and make sense of it.

And we don't want that.

She's already become convinced that

her heart doner is a little girl named Anna

and that these nightmares

are actually her memories.

Jesus.

Where is this coming from?

We entrusted you with

the care of our daughter and come

to find out you're filling

her head with this nonsense.

No wonder she's getting worse.

I'm not putting anything in her mind.

Deranged fantasies about

criminals and ghost memories?

What the hell are you thinking?

It's okay honey. It's

okay. It's okay. It's okay.

It's okay. We're leaving.

She's just a little girl.

What's the matter with you?

Honey, please eat.

You haven't eaten all day.

Your mom made you a favorite, just for you.

You need to eat to stay

strong. School's back.

You know what that means.

Softball. You're going to need your energy.

- I'm not hungry.

- Well, eat anyway.

Why?

Because I told you to.

We're not going to make you go to

Dr. Cruz's sessions anymore.

You're done with all that.

All those absurd ideas about

some scary man,

and some memories

of some girl you dreamed up.

Her name's Anna. I told you

that's enough. I was very clear.

She's real.

When she gets all of this out of her mind and

everything else that Dr. Cruz put in there,

everything's going to be just fine.

No, it won't!

Honey, don't shout.

Why doesn't anyone believe me?

Stop shouting.

Everyone just needs to settle down.

Excuse me.

Don't. She needs her space. Let her

cool off. That's what she needs right now.

I know your mom can be tough.

She means well.

She's just trying to

protect you. She loves you.

There's nothing in the world

that means more to her than you.

And that goes for both of us.

Do you believe me?

I believe that you believe it, sweetie.

It's just really out there.

Give me a chance to figure this out.

What was that about?

What are you doing?

Rob.

I'm calling the OPO.

The who?

They're a service that connects

families like ours with families of donors.

Why?

Oh, God, Rob, don't

play into her fantasies.

Are you crazy? That's the

last thing she needs right now.

What she needs is to

know that we're on her side.

We are on her side.

We're also her parents, and I don't

intend to encourage this behavior.

What she needs to do is be strong and get

through this. She will get through this.

She's not you!

She's not you, Helen.

She's eight years old,

and she's scared.

I'm going to call and find out if the

donor's family is

willing to let us contact them.

And if they are, I'm

sure that we'll find out that her

heart didn't come from a girl

named Anna, if it's a girl at all.

And then we can then

use that to show her that

she doesn't have to

worry about that anymore.

It's all just been some

sort of nightmare or whatever.

But then she'll

know that we listened to her.

Really listened.

And that's what she needs right now.

Okay?

I know how strong you are,

but sometimes being strong

means knowing that you can't

do it all on your own,

your way, all of the time.

You built yourself up from nothing.

And you know what?

You don't need some dulce and

cabana or $500 pair of shoes to prove it.

I'm proud of you,

for being just who you are.

I'm a lucky guy.

Dolce. Dolce & Gabbana.

Okay.

Hey.

Hi.

What are you doing?

What?

You already know

what you're going to order.

Oh, do I?

The chicken flautas. Same as always.

I've forgotten I was

so boring and predictable.

You like routine? You always have.

There was comfort in it.

Thank you, Dr. Cruz. Very astute.

We used to eat here a lot, didn't we?

Those were good times.

You look nice.

Liar.

So, about the case.

Can you actually give

us another minute? I'm sorry.

Of course. Take your time.

You all right?

You want to talk about the case?

It's closed.

I just thought this

would be a good chance for us

to talk about what

steps could be taken from here.

You're not our doctor anymore.

Not at the moment.

Not ever.

They basically fired you.

That's what you told me.

These things can happen.

It can all be very emotional for the family.

They might come around.

I've seen it before.

It's over.

You don't know that.

I'm just trying to do my job.

No, right now you're not.

What are you talking about?

Right now you're keeping your mind occupied.

You're trying to keep yourself focused

on something else, anything else.

Me, the case, or whatever.

So you don't have the chance to think

about the things

you're still trying to avoid.

I'm not avoiding anything.

This isn't about him.

You can't even say his name.

You don't know what you're talking about.

I don't?

You don't!

And here I was thinking we

were just going to have dinner

I mean, that would have been so nice.

Well, we are having dinner.

Where are you going?

You know, if you want to

avoid it forever, I cannot stop you.

But I'm not going to be

a useful distraction anymore.

And this case shouldn't be either.

I'm barely getting

through the day myself.

She emailed us.

"Hello, Robert."

"Thank you for reaching out to me."

"I'm very pleased to

connect with you and your family."

"Mila is a lovely little girl."

"I think our daughters

would have made good friends."

Ah...

Oh, my God.

Anna

Here we go.

Hello, Mrs. Holland.

Hi.

Should we go to my office?

No, no, this is fine. Thank you.

Thank you so much for seeing me.

I know our last conversation wasn't--

I'm glad you called.

It's good to see you.

I know how I can be.

I know how I come off to other people.

I just want to say that I'm really sorry.

You have nothing to be sorry for.

Yes, I do.

I was unkind to you from the start.

I'm not as callous as I might seem.

As I've given you every right to believe.

My childhood was...

very strict.

Very black and white.

I guess that's a nice way of putting it.

People back then, back there,

they were set in their ways.

And as a child, their

ways became my ways.

And that included...

how I viewed other people.

It was normal.

As I've gotten older, I've--

I've found my footing and I've--

begun to have thoughts of my own.

But I guess that some

of that is still in there.

Without me realizing it.

I just want you to

know how very sorry I am.

Apology accepted.

Thank you.

Thank you.

There's something else.

I need you to come with me.

I need you to meet someone.

Who?

Anna's mother.

She's here?

She's headed to my house.

We set up the meeting a few days ago.

Mila wanted you to be there.

We agreed that you should be.

Alright, let's go.

Thank you. You have no

idea how much this means to us.

Mila is gonna be happy to see you.

Sure.

I told you.

You did.

You're still wearing it.

Of course I am.

Come on, I want to show you my room.

Oh, okay.

This is my room.

I made these wings here all by myself.

I'm working on a new drawing over here.

I think Anna liked them.

I don't get scared

when I think about them.

I don't like to think about...

the other stuff.

You got all you need

right here, don't you?

Should I call you Dr. Mila,

or do you prefer Dr. Holland?

I need this.

You're gonna check my heart?

Nope.

What are you gonna do with it?

You'll just have to wait and see.

It's a surprise.

Well, who doesn't love a good sur--

Ready?

Okay.

Hi.

Hi.

Come in.

Hello, Mila.

Hi.

This is my stethoscope.

You wear it like this.

Thank you.

Thank you.

It is so nice to meet you all.

Likewise, Mrs. Gaines.

No, please.

Call me Florence.

It was so kind of you.

To invite me here.

Uh, this is Dr. Cruz.

Mila's been seeing her for therapy.

Oh.

Well, I do hope

that everything is all right.

That's actually what we

wanted to talk to you about.

Please, come in.

Have a seat.

Thank you.

I hope the drive wasn't too bad for you.

No, it wasn't so long.

I had missed the rush hour traffic, so...

That's good.

Can I get you something to drink?

No, I'm fine. Really.

Okay.

Mila honey, why don't you

go play in your room for a bit?

I'll call for you when

we're finished talking.

When we're done?

Would you like to show me your room?

Okay, sure.

Okay.

I want you to know that it

means a lot to meet you in person.

For you to meet Mila

and for her to meet you.

I know this must have been

really hard for you to come here.

Yeah, but I wanted to come.

To see a part of my daughter still here.

Still growing.

That is so brave of you.

I've seen Mila a few times.

Because she's been

having scary nightmares.

Nightmares that involve a little girl.

A little black girl playing

with butterflies in the woods.

When she's attacked by a man.

Forgive me for asking, but...

Could you please tell

us how your daughter died?

She's m*rder*d.

She always loved butterflies.

There were so many of them this year.

She just wanted to go

outside and watch them.

I told her I was busy

making dinner so I couldn't go.

She begged to go outside

alone so she could see them anyway.

I told her that was fine.

Because I never, I

never thought that was

the last time that I

would ever see her alive.

You know the last thing she

said before she ran out the door was,

"I won't be long. I love you, Mama."

Did she really see

all of that in her dream?

I didn't believe it myself at first.

But it's true.

I don't know how

it's even possible, but it is.

Mila believes that

it's more than just a dream.

That it's actually Anna's final...

It's Anna's memory.

Was anyone ever charged?

No.

They never even identified a suspect.

They found skin tissue under

Anna's fingernails because she fought.

My baby, my brave

little angel, she fought.

But they never found a match to the DNA.

And after that, the case

went cold, and they moved on.

But I called, and I begged

them to keep investigating.

And nothing ever came of it.

They said that the

case was still open, but...

All the leads had dried

up, just everything had gone cold.

You know, after that,

there was nothing left to do.

But bury, my daughter.

And I just somehow

just found a way to keep going.

Wait, wait... Does she see anything else?

Anything else in these nightmares?

Does she see anything at all?

Could she identify this man?

With her help, we

believe we were able to. Yes.

Who is it?

Tell me who it is.

I will let you know.

But first, why don't you

let me make some phone calls?

My husband is a detective.

I need to speak with him first.

I promise you...

If we can help bring justice

to your daughter, we will.

And by doing so, we could

bring closure and peace to both girls.

Thank you.

Detective Cruz.

Hey, it's me.

Why'd you call my office line?

I was afraid you wouldn't

answer your cell if you knew it was me.

What's going on?

I was just over at the Holland house.

I don't want to talk about...

Hear me out. It's real, John.

I can't explain it, and I won't try to

convince you, but

whatever's going on is legit.

They had a woman named

Florence Gains over at their house.

It's Anna's mother.

She confirmed that her

daughter was m*rder*d in March of

this year while she was

out looking for the butterflies.

Karla, come on. This

is... This is crazy, right?

100%. But that doesn't make

it wrong. She was m*rder*d.

They never caught

who was responsible, but...

But?

They found skin under her fingernails.

The scratch on Moore's face.

Right.

John, this couldn't all be a coincidence.

Coincidences happen every day.

Not like this.

We've already talked about this.

I just can't go and arrest a man because we

believe he m*rder*d this girl.

That's serious business.

And for all the

circumstantial evidence we have,

it all comes back to one thing.

A witness.

If we can even call her that.

Is a little girl who's

seeing things in her dreams.

If we had something. Anything.

Maybe we can get some traction...

We do.

His DNA under her fingernails.

There's that concrete evidence you need, right?

If we can run that against

a sample they have on record...

I have no cause to go

and request a sample from him.

And even if I tried, he'd say no.

And he would be within his rights to say so.

So don't ask him.

What are you getting at?

If we can't get the authorities

to do it, we do it ourselves.

I don't like the

direction of this conversation.

You have a better suggestion?

If you're suggesting

what I think you're saying,

forget it.

Seriously. It's reckless and irresponsible.

Remember who this guy is, Karla?

We can't just let this guy off the hook.

He m*rder*d that

little girl. If he's done it once,

maybe he's done it before.

Maybe he could do it again.

We need to get him off the streets.

I hear you.

But the system doesn't work that way.

We have to do something.

For Mila, for Anna, for...

You've gotten too close to

this case. He's made it personal.

No, don't start in on me again.

Look, I promise I will do whatever I can.

But you need to stay out of this.

Don't do anything stupid.

Do you hear me?

Yes.

Um, I'm sorry.

If anything changes,

nothing would make me happier

than to put the cuffs on this guy myself.

Okay. Thanks.

I'll talk to you later.

Can I help you with something?

I'm just...

I'm looking for someone who lives here.

His name is Arthur Moore.

Do you know if he's home right now?

I'm not a friend of his.

I just need to find him.

If you're looking for him,

you'll find him down at the Crazy Eight.

It's a bar not not far from here.

It's where he does most of his - business.

Thanks.

Hey.

Be careful. That place ain't

no place for someone like you.

Oh, holy sh*t. Oh, f*ck, man.

Yo, is that the cleaning lady?

It's not f*cking taco Tuesday. I know that.

How you doing?

Beat it.

You lost?

No. Are you?

Okay. You must like white boys, huh?

What's a lovely lady like

you doing in a place like this?

I just wanted a Coke.

Coke?

I can tell you where

you can get your Coke.

There's a real nice taco truck

right down the road about three miles.

They'd be way better suited to

serve your kind, if you know what I mean.

Bly!

f*ck off.

f*ck.

Get the f*ck out now.

f*ck off, Bly.

Thanks.

There's a lot of bad apples out there.

This place has its fair share of 'em.

Give her a coke.

What's your name?

Bonnie.

Well, ain't you thirsty now, Bonnie?

You like it?

Sure.

Yeah?

What about this one?

What's it mean?

It makes me a warrior.

You served?

Not that kind of warrior.

What kind then?

The purest kind.

Pretty cryptic.

If you don't want

to say, don't bring it up.

I don't care either way.

It's a shame it out here

for the other type of coke,

cause that I could

have helped you with.

You got all types in here.

Be surprised.

Fiend is a fiend.

Rich.

Poor.

Old.

Young.

Even kids.

You like k*lling kids, do you?

They k*ll themselves.

I just take their money.

It's the American way.

You don't have to sell it to kids.

And they don't have to buy, but they do.

And when they show up, we

provide, because that's how this works.

We don't discriminate.

Not when it comes to business anyhow.

Now...

You have yourself a nice day.

Bonnie.

Whoa, got a jumpy one here.

You forgot this?

Careful when you take

your clothes off around here.

The fellas might take it the wrong way.

Where are you?

I'm at the house.

I thought I'd drop by and...

I'll be there soon.

What's going on?

Where have you been?

What is that?

Our evidence.

How?

Where did you...

Dammit, I told you

not to do anything stupid.

I know.

What happened?

I tracked him down to

a bar in Culver City.

Jesus Christ.

You went inside.

John. Are you out of your mind?

Did he see you?

Did he talk to you?

We spoke, yes.

How could you do that?

He's dangerous.

And if you're right, he's a k*ller.

And now you see your face?

I had no choice.

You did have a choice.

You chose wrong.

You could've been k*lled.

Don't you get that?

What do I have to

do to get through to you?

And what do I have

to do to get through you?

This little girl needs my help.

Just stop it!

Stop it already.

This isn't about your patient.

I know what this is about.

And so do you.

Stop.

You're trying to save this kid

because you couldn't save your own.

Stop it.

That's what you keep

telling yourself, isn't it?

We didn't see it because

Jake didn't want us to see it.

Whether he was embarrassed

or ashamed, we'll never know.

But this much I do know,

he knew we loved him.

And we did.

It wasn't about us.

He grew up in a good home.

He had a good childhood.

You were a good mother.

Okay, maybe we could've prevented it.

I don't know.

Maybe we could've but this much I do.

I know this much.

We didn't ignore it.

We didn't cause it.

It wasn't your fault.

You don't understand the

pain that I carry in my heart.

Yes, I do.

Because I carry it

with me every single day.

Every day.

You're not the only one

who lost a child that night.

I'm sorry.

I miss him so much.

I know.

I know.

It wasn't your fault.

I'm gonna stay tonight, okay?

I know, yeah.

I'm gonna go pick up some things.

Yeah.

Get us some dinner.

Yeah.

I'll be right back.

Okay.

Okay.

I'm gonna take care of this.

Shh.

Shh.

You scream, you struggle, you die, you understand?

Now who are you?

I'm uh.

Shh, it's okay, it's okay.

How did you find me here?

I followed you.

Not that you'd have a

clue, you dumb wet back b*tch,

because you sure

as hell ain't no damn cop.

Now I don't like liars, Bonnie.

So I'm gonna ask you just one more time.

Who,,,

Are you?

I'm a therapist, just a therapist.

You're a therapist?

Where is it?

What?

Where is it, where's the bottle?

Where is it, the

bottle, what'd you do with it?

I don't know what you're talking about.

Now what did I just

tell you about liars, Karla?

Where's the bottle?

I don't have it anymore.

Who does?

The guy that just left there, who's he?

My husband.

He's your husband, okay, that's good,

because me and him, he's

having a little conversation.

When's your husband coming home?

Soon.

Soon that's good, that's good, okay?

Look at me, look at me, look at me.

If he doesn't have it,

or if you're trying to play me,

I'm gonna k*ll him.

You need to understand

just how serious I am, okay?

Okay?

So my DNA, huh?

Yeah, probably from right

under her fingernails.

Is that how they're gonna bring me down?

Don't play down with me, b*tch!

We both know what

I'm talking about here.

Your husband, your husband,

now he look kind of familiar to me.

He's the guy from the store.

Is he a cop? You guys are tracking me.

You guys, you want my DNA,

can only be about one thing.

I got careless, let my

emotions get the best of me.

Guess the past is never

really dead and buried, is it?

He was only eight years old.

Were you there?

Did you see what happened?

Were you in the woods that day?

No, what led you to me then?

It doesn't matter.

No, it does matter Karla, it matters a lot.

It matters a great deal!

Because someone or

something put you guys on my trail.

Now you and your husband are loose ends,

and I need to know if

there's any other loose ends

out there that need to be tied up.

Why?

Why did you do it?

Why?

Come here, come

here, it's okay, it's okay.

It's okay, it's okay.

It's okay.

Hey, hey, hey, did

you know, did you know,

did you know that in

20 years, less than 20 years,

whites are gonna be

the minority in this country.

We're gonna be the

minority in our own country.

Yeah, what I did, it

was ugly, but w*r is ugly.

That's what this is, this is a w*r.

For the destiny of this country,

the survival of our entire race.

You're no warrior.

You're just a miserable hate

filled shell of a human being.

And you're a ignorant

and stupid as you are crazy.

But you know that already, don't you?

One thing I do know,

is it is gonna be a

really long night for you.

You dirty wet back b*tch.

I'm not gonna k*ll you now, not yet,

gonna wait for your husband to come home.

Yeah, then, after a while.

Where do you think you're going huh?

Where you going?

You wanna play huh?

Kinda getting deja vu.

This is how I did it that day.

I was eye to eye with that little girl.

I watched the light go out in her eye,

you wanna know something?

It felt right, it felt righteous.

Just like it's gonna feel right now.

You okay?

Yeah.

f*ck.

Shh.

Give me a reason.

as*h*le.

f*ck.

Hello?

Hold, please.

Flo.

Hello.

This is Florence.

What's happening?

What's happening?

Thank you.

What's happening, Flo?

My baby.