(laughing)
Excited?
Wait.
(siren wailing in distance)
(speaking inaudibly)
(girl) can you keep a secret?
Because I can.
For years, I kept the biggest secret of all.
But that is about to change.
Everything is about to change.
♪ The Forgotten 1x15 ♪ Donovan Doe Original Air Date on March 9, 2010
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(siren continues wailing)
Hey.
Thanks for coming down.
(sighs) it sound urgent. What's going on?
The bomb squad was called down
to check out an ammunition box found by a couple of teenagers.
But instead of an explosive device,
they found a skull and a few bones.
Hmm.
Based on the M.E.'s preliminary exam,
the bones are of a female between the ages of 7 and 9.
Estimated time of death three to six years ago.
You think it could be my daughter.
The bones were wrapped in a pink down jacket.
That's what she was wearing the day she was taken.
The jacket's being processed now,
and the M.E.'s doing a rush D.N.A. sample of the bones
to compare to the D.N.A. Sample we have on file for you.
So did--did they-- did they find anything else
Inside the ammo box? They did, but none of it makes any sense--
A rubber band ball, a crossword puzzle,
A sudoku puzzle and a keychain shaped like a ladybug.
None of these things belonged to Lucy.
Look, I know that Chicago P.D.'s gonna want me
to stay away from this case-- but we both know that you won't.
(sighs)
So I convinced them to just accept your help.
Tyler should call the M.E.
and schedule a time to work on the skull,
And I will get you photocopies of the evidence.
Thanks, Grace.
(door closes)
I worked as fast as I could.
(closes drawer)
It doesn't mean that it's her.
(sighs) Yeah, maybe it's just a coincidence that the victim and Lucy look alike.
It wouldn't be the first time my sketch resembled two people.
We--we don't know anything yet. Let's just focus on the case.
Let's just start by retracing her steps.
How? She's 8.
Maybe she liked math or, uh, pizza with extra peppers
Or the color pink, going to the zoo,
Naming all the animals...
Kids have as rich a life as anyone.
And I'm sure she'll speak to us.
But until she does, what do we do?
We focus on the killer.
We use our clues about him to--to find her.
We find him, then we'll find her name.
Yeah, the ex-cop in me says this guy wanted these bones found.
And risk getting caught?
That's just it. He doesn't think he will get caught.
(Maxine) these bones are several years old.
Why leave them out in the open now? We won't have the answer to that
until we learn more about him. How do we do that? He didn't exactly leave his bio.
Yeah, but he did leave the ammo box
And the items inside-- choices he made that could tell us things about him or the victim.
Really? I mean, rubber band ball?
Even the disposal site could be a clue.
Candace, check out the woods. Okay. I can also check out the ammo box.
Tyler, will you see if you can figure out
Where this ladybug keychain is from? And me and Walt?
(Walter) uh, it's Walter. The puzzles-- they don't look like
They're from a newspaper or magazine. I made two copies.
Meet back here tomorrow.
All right.
Hey.
The guy at the army surplus store
said those ammo boxes are a dime a dozen.
And there's no meaningful history to Poplar Woods.
It's just some unincorporated land.
And I've learned that ladybugs can pinch with their mandibles.
But a ladybug key chains? Nada.
"awesome"? Six letters? (chuckles)
"Walter."
Check it out.
Okay, "gerf" is not a word.
Uh, it's pronounced "jerf."
And I had to improvise in a couple places.
Here. I did the whole thing... Correctly.
And the sudoku.
"awesome"? Six letters? "Maxine."
(chuckles)
The sudoas these shaded boxes,
But there's too many to be a phone number.
Hey. Look, on the crossword,
The western adjacents are spelling a word.
Those are the letts to the left of the black boxes.
"western adjacents"? Did you just make that up?
I did.
Uh, it spells a name--
"Matthew Clarke."
I'll call Alex and Russell.
I used to live in a house.
I loved playing in the yard.
But those days are over now.
(engine turns off)
Hey.
I ran Matthew Clarke's name, but he doesn't have any priors.
(sighs) uh, anything from the lab?
Not yet. Sorry.
I should get the results back in a few hours.
(birds calling)
(knocks on door)
(boy) Can I help you?
Yeah. We're looking for Matthew Clarke.
Junior or Senior?
The one whose name we might've found on a crossword puzzle
In an ammunition box.
Oh. Junior. That's me. I put it there.
I guess you found the cache.
Excuse me?
Cache as in "globocache."
Should I use smaller words?
Do you get beat up a lot?
(scoffs)
Now what is globocaching?
It's an internet-based scavenger hunt.
Caches are boxes.
They're left at G.P.S. coordinates
So people playing the game can hide and seek.
So any number of people could've had access to that ammo box.
That explains the extra fingerprints we found.
Is it possible to track the other players
Who might've left something else in the cache?
After you find the cache,
You can post comments online about it,
Like, um, "T.F.T.C."-- "thanks for the cache."
(sighs)
Okay, so what you got?
I set up a free user account on the gbocaching web site.
"sexyartist83"?
That was taken.
(sighs) What exactly do you need to do to set up an account?
Not much. You give 'em a name and an e-mail address.
So the killer could've set up a phoney account
To hide his identity online? I went to the cache listing
to find the users who made posts after finding the ammo box.
Besides Matthew, there were two other posts.
I sent them each a message asking if they saw anything suspicious.
A user named "mikeymike" put the rubber band ball in.
But he didn't see anything shady.
(types) another user named "bugzilla" put in the ladybug keychain.
Did bugzilla see anything? He didn't say,
Just asked where I hid "the hopper."
Whatever that means.
Listen, guys, I was thinking.
The game is made up of G.P.S. coordinates, right?
And coordinate are made up of digits. Like the sudoku puzzle.
And there are 12 digits highlighted
In the sudoku puzzle. (sighs)
According to the coordinates in the sudoku,
We're here.
If the person who made the sudoku left a cache here,
It might not look like an ammunition box.
According to the web site, caches can look like anything.
Yeah, that helps.
I loved hide-and-seek.
You stand perfectly quiet,
Perfectly still.
Someone might be right next to you.
They have no idea you're there.
But I've been hiding long enough.
It's not Lucy.
It's not your daughter. (exhales sharply)
(sighs deeply) well, she's-- she's still somebody's daughter.
Did you guys find anything?
Our coordinates must be off. We've looked at everything around here
That looks out of place. What are we doing wrong?
Instead of looking for something out of place,
Maybe we should be looking for something that belongs.
What is it?
It's a cache, but it wasn't left by somebody playing the game.
It was left by the killer.
(sighs) okay, Chicago P.D. are canvassing the area
and reviewing the security footage.
No prints on the note. We need to learn
Everything there is to know about globocaching.
The use of G.P.S. coordinates,
The ammo case--none of these things were random.
He's using the game. What about "L.O.T.M."? What the hell does that mean?
I asked Matthew Clarke about it.
These globocachers use "T.F.T.C." or "T.N.L.N.,"
But no "L.O.T.M."
Hey. That ladybug keychain? It's a travel hopper.
Travel hopper?
When you find one in a cache, it's your job to take it
And help it hop to another cache far away.
How does one see a travel hopper hop?
Uh, they have tracking numbers on them.
Dibugzilla ever tell you if they saw anything in the woods?
I sent her a message, and she replied. She's willing to meet.
How do you know it's a she?
There are male ladybugs?
It's sad and confusing for them, but they do exist.
"I'll be wearing a ladybug shirt."
Um, of course you will. But where?
Cool. So you're the guy who found my hopper.
Where'd you find it?
In an ammo box in Poplar Woods.
Oh. That--that's where I hid it.
I guess it hasn't traveled anywhere yet.
It needs to go.
We can't actually do that.
You're supposed to put it in a different cache.
When you pick up a travel hopper, you agree to help it reach its goal.
And my ladybug is gonna make it to Hollywood.
And we'll help make all her dreams come true,
But right now your ladybug is being used as evidence
In a murder investigation.
We're trying to find the identity of a young girl.
Now when you placed your travel hopper, did you see anything suspicious?
Not really. But as I was leaving,
I did see this guy walking towards the cache.
He could've just been another player,
But he was kinda creepy.
Some of us have issues.
Do you remember what he looked like?
Do you recognize this man?
♪
Have you see this person?
Yeah, I recognize him. He was here about an hour ago,
Picked up a few patches and some coins. Well, do you know his name?
Maybe you got his credit card information.
We really need his I.D. then I need to see yours.
(sighs)
(Russell) William Hollander.
Chicago resident for 12 years.
Seven years in accounts payable at Midwestern Fan Company.
Single. Never married.
Why do you know all that?
And why am I even here?
We have a few questions to ask you
About the ammunition box found in Poplar Woods.
A skull and the bones of a young child were inside.
What does that have to do with me?
We have a witness that places you near the ammo box.
Do you know anything about the bones?
I had nothing to do with that.
I just found the cache and then I went home.
Well, everyone who finds it is supposed to leave something.
What did you leave behind?
I didn't leave anything. I mean, I just forgot. I...
I just started playing the game.
I didn't even think I was gonna find it.
And then when I did, I was so friggin' happy that...
(sighs) I guess I got distracted and forgot about it.
But it was an honest mistake, you know?
Hmm.
He's lying.
As much as I'd like to hold him, I can't.
We can't prove he did anything wrong.
He never posted a message after he found the ammo box.
Maybe if it was his first time playing the game,
Wouldn't you think he'd want?
(sighs) he's the killer. I mean, he took that little girl and--
Okay, Alex. Wait a minute. I know where you are.
I was your partner when this first started. Remember?
But listen to yourself. (sighs)
Hey. I just have a few more questions.
You're the man who was watching
When that detective questioned me.
You said that you didn't put anything inside that cache.
That's right. Who are you again?
I'm the guy who thinks
That you did put something inside that cache.
I think you left that puzzle and those bones.
I don't know what you're talking about, okay?
I don't know anything about that girl. Aah! Hey! Uhh!
I never said it was a girl.
I heard the detective talking.
Try again.
So you've got me all figured out then.
I know that you are responsible for that little girl's death
And god knows how many others.
What, it start to get boring for ya?
That's why you put the bones in the box.
You wanted them to be found, didn't ya?
You weren't getting enough credit for your work. Possibly.
And do you think it's also possible
That maybe one of those "many more"
Might just be... Your daughter?
What?
Alex, I saw you on the news last week.
Your story really is too tragic for words.
No witnesses. No evidence.
No crime.
Just ghosts and shadows.
It's just a matter of time. Maybe.
But...
In the meantime,
Thank you for everything.
It's all so much more than I could've possibly imagined.
I wonder if you'll find them.
I wonder if you'll find her.
Good night, Alex.
Jane Doe wasn't his only victim. If we can solve her case,
Maybe we'll get a clue to one of the others. Alex...
One of them could've been my daughter!
(sighs) look, we all wanna see this guy go down,
But what else can we do? We're not cops, and he's on Russell's radar.
Okay, well, we can check missing persons,
See if there's any other young girls who fit the profile.
I just got a blast e-mail from the globocaching web site.
Someone just posted a platinum cache.
What's that? A multi-step cache with a huge prize at the end.
Who posted it online? Apparently... You did.
The user name is "Alex Donovan."
It's William Hollander. He's taunting me.
He doesn't think I'll catch him.
My guess is that the prize at the end has something to do
with Jane Doe or... or another victim.
(types) the first message also is the first clue.
(sniffs)
Wait. I don't understand.
What the hell is that?
Dingbats.
Well, I was gonna say "fiddlesticks,"
But yes, it is frustrating. They're a family of fonts called dingbats.
So what do we do with 'em? Most dingbats represent letters or numbers.
So think of the symbols as a language
You don't know how to read.
It's all about finding the right translator.
I just have to download the font onto my computer...
So you can paste the clue into a word document and convert it.
And the clue...
Gives us coordinates.
(indistinct conversations)
Should've worn my crazy lakeside nightwalking shoes.
Do we know if it's even on the shore?
It could be in the water.
Or those buoys.
I'll hold your flashlight.
(chuckles)
Okay.
(panting)
How long can he hold his breath?
Why you all looking at me?
I don't even know his middle name.
(water splashing)
(gasps)
(Maxine) He got it!
All right!
(canister clatters) (Alex) oh
What is it?
It's a flip book. Looks like U.S. Presidents, but it's definitely not in order.
Presidents are numbered, right?
Bush--43. Obama--44.
The presidential numbers must be part of the coordinates. I'll get my laptop.
(Candace) I hate cemeteries.
Well. Maybe we should come back in the morning.
I can't see anything. I can see your fear.
(Candace) I say we stay.
I agree. For all we know,
William Hollander designed this cache to be found at night.
Well, let's just hope we find a clue and not another victim.
Hey, guys. I think I found something.
He found a blue reflector.
(Walter) hey, I found one. Here's one.
I didn't find anything.
(Tyler) I see another one right in front of me.
I think they're forming two lines.
(tape rips)
There's a lock on it with, uh, letters.
It's called a word lock. It's a combination of letters--
Hey, would you quit knowing everything? It's gettin' annoying.
William Hollander wants us to be able to open this.
We know what this combination is.
It's a 4-letter word.
So we make a list of all the 4-letter words we've seen
Since we started the case. "Lucy."
Do it.
(clicking)
"Alex."
(clicking)
Maybe it's a globocaching acronym,
Like the one from the plaza.
Try "L-o-t-m."
(clicking)
(click)
So you just type in
The travel hopper's tracking number
Into the globocache web site. And if the owner registered it, it'll pull up a user name.
We got a hit.
The travel hopper belongs to "little princess."
Can you... Click on her profile?
(clicks mouse button)
Stephanie Summers. Philadelphia.
(sighs) she's our Jane Doe.
She was taken five years ago.
She loved to paint and draw. She used to get lost in it.
Half on the page and half on her.
Sounds about right. (chuckles)
I'm Lisa. I'm Stephanie's aunt. I'm Alex Donovan.
This is detective Grace Russell from Chicago. Hello.
We know who you are.
My family--we're very grateful for everything that you've done.
Five years--it feels like a lifetime, but...
It's a relief to finally know what happened to her.
Do you know who...
We have a suspect we are keeping an eye on.
Are Stephanie's parents here?
Um... Stephanie's father committed suicide last year.
He felt responsible even though he was at work,
And she was playing in the backyard.
There was nothing he could've done.
And... Stephanie's mother?
Karen--my sister. Um...
She left Philadelphia a couple of years after it happened.
Well, where is Karen now?
She should know what happened to her daughter.
She didn't tell me.
My sister doesn't want to be found, Mr. Donovan.
She wanted to start over.
And knowing the truth is the only way that she can.
(doorbell rings)
Excuse me.
(exhales deeply)
(sighs deeply) I'm gonna...
Sure.
(children) ♪ ...Takes a wife ♪
♪ the farmer takes a wife ♪
♪ hi-ho, the derry-o, the farmer takes a wife ♪
(children shouting indistinctly)
These friends of yours?
Some of 'em.
Was, uh...
Was Stephanie your friend?
Cousin. Listen, I live here, man.
Are you one of those shrinks my mom sent?
(chuckles) shrink?
Wow. That's a first.
Want to hear something really crazy?
I've got family that I never see.
They're a little older, a little weird,
And then there's my cousins Petey and Ellen.
They're awesome. We just seem to get each other.
I wish that I knew what made certain things easy
And certain things difficult.
Well, you have a good one.
It was my fault.
(voice breaking) I was supposed to be with Steph that day.
I had strep throat,
And I guess I couldn't play.
Sounds so weird saying it now...
"play."
Troy was my best friend.
I told him all of my secrets.
We did everything together.
I miss him.
"explorer one."
That's what I called her.
She always wanted to go on adventures.
And she had this magic capsule, too, with all her supplies.
She had it with her the day she disappeared, and...
Magic capsule? It was a backpack
Full of markers, flashlights, a compass.
And when my family went to visit her house afterwards,
I thought the police were done with it.
You took it?
Yes. I mean, I didn't want it to get lost in the shuffle.
I just wanted one day...
To be able to give it back to her.
Stephanie Summers lived in a busy suburban neighborhood,
And nobody heard her scream when she was taken.
So? So maybe she wasn't taken.
Maybe William Hollande talked h. Exactly. I mean, her cousin Troy said
She was decorating a tent that day.
He was chatting with her, trying to help her,
Trying to earn her trust. Maybe Hollander touched
One of the paints or markers. I don't know. This guy seems more clever than careless.
(cell phone rings)
It's Grace. (ring)
Hey.
We dusted the items from the backpack in Philadelphia.
And? On one of the magic markers-- William Hollander.
The Philly P.D. had no reason to look for it before.
Now keep in mind there's no chain of custody, so--
but you can still place him in the city.
We're arresting him now.
You screwed up.
It was hard to think straight when she was right there,
Wasn't it?
He started talking to me.
He made me think he was my friend,
But he wasn't.
And now...
I don't have to keep it a secret anymore.
We got a warrant for your house.
We confiscated your computer.
(Russell chuckles)
Oh, I haven't smiled in a while, so...
Thank you for making me smile.
L... O... T... M.
L.O.T.M.
Remember?
Grace, you disappoint me.
What are you talking about?
The note I left in the plaza.
(Hollander) the game had all those little acronyms,
So I made my own.
L...
O...
T...
M.
Left one...
(whispers) took many.
(chuckles)
There are more, Grace,
And unless you do something for me,
I'll never tell you who
Or where they are.
(door opens)
(door closes)
(thud)
Alex.
You're here.
The D.A. made a deal with William Hollander.
He waived extradition from Pennsylvania
for the murder of Stephanie Summers.
So Hollander is no longer eligible
for the death penalty.
And in return...
Hollander confessed to three other murders
after Stephanie.
He led detective Russell and Chicago P.D. to the bodies.
Did he give any names?
(chuckles) no.
But they matched them up with missing persons.
And?
(sighs)
None of them was Lucy.
So this is great news.
She could still be alive.
Stop it. I just-- I can't do it anymore.
I-I think I found her, and then it turns out it's not her.
All these years of--of chasing crackpot tips, false leads,
Dead end-do you have any idea how destructive that is?
Are you talking about giving up?
(sighs) I'm talking about accepting the fact
That my daughter is dead.
You don't know that.
You can't understand.
You're right.
She's not my daughter.
I don't have kids.
But I do this work with you every day.
And until you know for sure, you don't have a choice.
You have to fight in your mind and keep her alive.
Maxine called.
She found Karen Summers, Stephanie's mom
Where?
Omaha, Nebraska.
Maybe if you could see her and talk to her,
Maybe she would go back to her family.
You said she needs to know.
Yeah.
Can you come with me?
Of course.
Hi. Is, uh, is your name Karen Summers?
Uh, yeah, I'm not interested.
Uh, no, no, no. Sorry.
Uh, my name's Alex Donovan. This is Candace Butler.
We came here from Chicago.
We're with a group called The Forgotten Network.
Do you have a daughter named Stephanie?
Yes.
I'm sorry to have to be the one to tell you this,
But her remains have been recovered.
(sniffles)
Miss Summers--
Yes, um... I'm sorry. I just...
Listen, we can go inside--
No, no, no. It's, um, I'm sure you understand.
It's--it's all a bit of a shock.
You'll, um, you'll be happy to know
That they did catch the person who did it.
Good. Good.
And we've spoken with your sister Lisa.
She would love to hear from you.
Okay. Uh...
Okay, um, I-I need to go
And--and, um, deal with this right now,
So thank you for coming. Of course.
Thank you. Sure.
That was a little weird.
I guess it is disturbing news.
Someone you've never met walks up to your door
And tells you that your daughter is really gone.
You know, I thought she'd want to know more.
(exhales deeply) I guess some people don't.
Damn. I forgot to give her Stephanie's art.
I'll run it up. No, no, no. I'll do it. I'll do it.
I don't want to disturb her.
I'll just leave it under the mat.
(crash)
(doorbell rings)
(exhales deeply)
Lucy?
Lucy, it's me.
It's your dad.
Mom!
Lucy, wait. Wait! Mom!
It's okay! Sweetie, sweetie, look at me. Look at me.
I'm your dad. I'm your dad. It's okay, sweetie.
Stacy, I told you we're leaving here in five minutes!
"Stacy"?
You don't understand.
Her name is not Stacy. Her name is Lucy.
(voice breaking) please. Please don't take her.
She's my daughter! I love her! Her name is not Stacy. Her name is Lucy.
She's not your daughter. She's mine. (whimpers)
I'm taking her home. Come on. Come on, sweetie.
It's okay, sweetie. Oh, my god.
Call the police! Come on.
(telephone ringing)
The police arrested Karen.
She confessed.
She's not well.
She had left Philadelphia three years ago
And drove through Chicago to visit some friends,
And she just happened to see the two of you
When you were dropping Lucy off at school.
Lucy looks so much like Stephanie,
She just had to have her.
She doesn't even know who I am.
She's in shock.
Maybe you are, too.
(sighs) she doesn't know what to believe.
Mr. Donovan?
Can we speak privately?
Oh, she's, uh, she's with me.
Well, physically, your daughter's fine.
Mrs. Summers took very good care of her.
But mentally, there are some things you should know.
For the last three years,
She was told that her parents died in a car accident
And that you asked Mrs. Summers to take care of her
If anything happened to you.
It's going to take some time.
How or when you'll get through to her,
It's anyone's guess.
Lucy...
I'm just gonna sit for a minute, okay?
Lucy,
I know that this must be weird and difficult for you.
I am so happy to see you.
We're gonna go home now, okay?
(whispering) I'm so sorry
It took me so long to find you.
Sweetie...
I never stopped loving you.
Dad?
(sniffles) sweetie.
(mouths words)
I love you.
It's okay. I love you, sweetie.
(crying)
♪
(woman) ♪ and you shine ♪
♪ your heart is made of gold ♪
♪ you shine, your heart is made of gold ♪
(crying)
♪ and you shine, your heart is made of gold ♪
♪ and you shine ♪
♪ your heart is made of gold ♪
♪ and you shine ♪
♪ your heart is made of gold ♪
♪ and you shine ♪
♪ your heart is made of gold ♪
♪ and you shine ♪
♪ your heart is made of gold ♪
♪ and you shine, your heart ♪
This is it.
♪ you are light, are almost there ♪
♪ don't you know? ♪
You hungry? You can cook?
Uh, I can order--pizza. Yeah, and--
Uh, extra peppers.
♪ are almost there ♪
♪ don't you know? ♪
This is where you live?
Yeah, yeah. And this is where you're gonna live, too,
At least part of the time.
I, uh, I haven't quite got your room fixed up just yet.
It's really...
Nice?
Brown.
♪ your heart is made of gold ♪
What's this?
Um, I don't know.
♪ almost there, don't you know? ♪
♪ don't you know? ♪
♪ you and I are almost ♪
"can't wait to meet you.
Candace, Tyler, Walter, Maxine and Grace." (chuckles)
Who are they?
Well, they're my team.
They're the people that helped me to find you
And all the others.
We figure out where they came from,
What their stories are,
So their families can know--
So the world can know, too.
We have regular jobs most of the time,
But this work, this mission,
It's only just beginning.
There's so much more to do,
So many people who need our help.
It defines us. It compels us.
Because it doesn't just tell us who they are.
It tells us who we are.
Guess most of all, they're, uh...
They're my friends.
Then they're my friends, too.
♪ you shine ♪
♪ and you shine ♪
Come on.
♪ and you shine ♪
♪ you shine ♪ ♪ and you shine ♪
♪ and you shine ♪
♪ you shine ♪ ♪ and you shine ♪
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