COLETTE: Kimmy, eat your food.
What do you got going on today, LJ?
School. And then swim practice.
Swim practice?
You made the team.
Oh, hey, Junior, that's great. I am so proud of you.
Did you hear that, Lane?
Come here, little princess. Oh, yeah.
Nicely done, son.
What's the matter, baby? Yeah.
Hey, angel.
- Don't forget your lunch. - Oh, uh...
Oh, that's right. I said that I'd give you money to buy lunch.
What's wrong with the sandwich you just made him?
- Well, I... - Huh, LJ?
- Nothing. - All right, then.
Thanks, Mom. Bye, Dad.
Did you order that crib, like I asked?
Yeah. I wanted to talk to you about that. Don't you think it's a little expensive?
Let me worry about the money, okay?
Time's up. Daddy's gotta go catch some bad guys now.
- Oh, yes. You're such a good big girl. - There you go. Goodness.
So I have to work late tonight.
- Again? - Yeah. Parent-teacher conferences.
I'll try not to work too late.
You know, I think, uh, her diaper rash is really acting up again.
- Are we out of the cream again? - No, no.
Okay, good.
- I'll leave you to it. - Okay.
- Have a good day. - You too.
[SIGHS]
Okay.
All right. Okay.
Mommy will be back in two minutes, Kimberly. Just two minutes, okay?
CASHIER: May I see some ID, please?
All I can tell you is that a man and woman forced me from my car.
He made me lie down on the ground while she took Kim.
WOMAN: Mrs. Bradley, may I ask...? MAN: Questions, ma'am.
Look at that lot.
Go. Go. You're trespassing.
- Is that the dad? LANE: Go. Get out!
Sergeant Lane Bradley. He's a rising star at Bethesda P.D.
Get the hell out of here, you vultures!
And he's already accusing mom.
- Mom? - Colette Bradley.
She's a fifth grade public school teacher.
She's frightened, guilty and ashamed.
Which is exactly what I'd be if I just lost my baby.
And was about to lie to your husband about it, and the world.
[RYAN STAR'S "BRAND NEW DAY" PLAYING]
Dream Send me a sign
Turn back the clock Give me some time
I need to break out And make a new name
Let's open our eyes To the brand new day
- Can you give us any comment? - Please, give her some privacy.
- Who's the knight? - According to the police notes...
...he's a Dr. Stanley Heaton, a family friend.
When the mother found the baby was gone, she called this guy.
- What, she didn't call her husband? - She hung up after about three seconds.
All I can tell you is that a man and woman forced me from my car. He made...
Well, there it is.
Flat, controlled, mentally rehearsed delivery.
Complete with dead-still eyeballs...
...trying desperately not to give the game away.
You see right there? She's more frightened of her husband...
...than of what might've happened to her baby.
And the teenage son's caught in the middle.
CAL: Yeah.
Go back to the group shot.
What kind of a doctor do you think that he is?
My money's on shrink.
I'd say he's more like a, I don't know, an ob-gyn.
Really?
Loker and Torres can bring us up to speed when they get back.
In the meantime, we got a baby missing, right?
Police told us to stick our nose into that family.
Stick our noses into their business. That's exactly how they put it, yes.
- Where you two been? - It's a Saturday.
- And I was out of town... - Bored.
There's a video on in the lab. Catch yourselves up.
- Where you going? - By the time we get back...
...I want Wallowski with the mom and the dad.
Clock's ticking.
- Gynecologist. How did you know? - Woman's instinct.
That, or it was on the police report all along.
Police report?
About Colette Bradley, Dr. Heaton.
- What about her? - A baby goes missing in broad daylight...
And for all intents and purposes, you were the mother's first call.
Colette Bradley is a patient of mine.
Was a patient of mine.
Now, this is a fertility clinic, right? Was she and her husband having problems?
Dr. Lightman, ever hear of doctor-patient confidentiality?
We were hoping you could tell something about the family...
...before we go talk to them.
Well, I can tell you this:
They don't deserve this. It's a nightmare. The Bradleys are good people.
Why were you her first phone call and not her husband?
And why did she lie about what happened?
- She didn't lie. CAL: How do you know?
You don't know, do you?
But what you do know is that she's capable of lying.
Oh, and big time.
Or is that something covered by all that confidentiality bollocks and all?
We don't wanna punish anyone. We just... We just...
We just want her back home.
Well, her husband is angled away from the wife. Won't even look at her.
Which means he doesn't believe a word she's saying.
Anything else taken from the car?
Colette mentioned Kim's blankets were gone. Bottle too.
You got here quick. I just texted you 20 minutes ago.
Well, considering the nature of the case, constable...
- ...I took the liberty of burning rubber. - Go easy. They're here to help.
Shall we?
All right, Lane.
Well, for what it's worth...
- ...I'm very sorry. - Yeah.
- Can't even imagine, really. - Can we just get through this?
So you know what we do here?
Yeah. It's been explained to me.
You think your wife's lying about what happened to your daughter.
Now, why would you say that?
Well, you just said Wallowski told you what we do here.
No. Colette's got no reason to lie.
CAL: Well, you know, you're a cop.
You bloody well know everyone's got a reason to lie. Right?
I'm sure this is very difficult for you, Colette.
You trying to say you know what I'm going through?
Can you run me through what happened?
Um, I already told the police everything that I know, so...
Mrs. Bradley, the people looking for Kim, they need all the help they can get.
I need you to help me to help them, okay?
- Colette would never hurt Kimberly. - Not the question.
My wife would never do anything to hurt anyone in our family.
Well, not on your watch, you mean.
Over your dead body.
Is that how you talk to her? Is it?
You get good results that way, do you?
They were both in their late 20s, early 30s.
She wore a red sweatshirt, jeans, sneakers.
Mm-hm. And the man?
Um, thin, uh, jean jacket, cap, blue eyes.
And what did he say?
He told me to get down on the ground, and then...
Was the door open?
She opened it.
My wife needs direction, okay?
I think you can understand that.
She can get careless sometimes.
Well, she said that the two kidnappers came over to her car. How's that careless?
Does your wife know that you think that she's a liar?
RIA: Just relax and try to remember what happened next.
Well, wait... He...
- What color did you say her eyes were? - Um, blue.
You said his eyes were blue.
You didn't actually see any kidnappers, did you?
- I... - You don't even think you saw kidnappers.
What really happened, Colette?
Oh, my God.
[COLETTE SOBBING]
He's gonna kill me.
Who?
My husband.
What is this?
Well, this is your wife.
Mother of your children.
What did you say?
Are you talking to me? I...
Oh, don't mind me, darling.
Just thinking out loud.
- Anytime you're ready, darling. - Anytime she's ready for what?
Does everything that comes out of your mouth...
...have to sound pissed off?
Eh?
I mean, look at her.
She's already terrified.
Lane.
Lane, um...
...I'm so sorry. I...
I left Kim in the car just for a minute...
...so I could run into the store.
- You did what? - I just... I...
I left the car out front, and I ran in.
Wait a minute. You left the baby alone in the car?
She was sleeping, Lane. She was just asleep, so I...
- What? - Easy. Easy.
Keep your distance. I just had the painters in.
My house, my rules.
- Where's Kimmy? - I swear to God, Lane, I don't know.
- Where is she? - You have to believe me, please.
- Please, believe me. - Give me one good reason why.
Because I believe her and I'm the expert.
You're the expert?
So Kimberly, she what, she just disappeared?
I lied about the man and the woman, but someone did take her, Lane.
Kimmy? Kimmy?
But these people think that whoever took Kim...
...they're looking out for her, you know.
That's why they took the bottle and stuff.
What store?
What did you need so bad?
Diaper cream.
I went to get diaper cream.
Diaper cream?
I thought that you would get angry if I told you that we were out...
...so I just thought I'd go to the drugstore and get it.
You see, this what she does.
She blames everybody else for her screwups.
Now it's my fault.
And you were wondering why she called Dr. Heaton in her moment of terror.
Well, I don't have time for this.
I need to find my little girl before she turns up dead.
Lane, that is not fair! You...
She is our little girl, Lane.
Well, with a little help from Dr. Heaton, right?
- How do you know about that? - You just confirmed it for me, mate.
Yeah? Well, that's none of your business.
You got any idea the courage it took for her to admit how she lost Kimberly?
And when are you gonna have the guts to admit your part in all of this?
Hi.
- You must be Junior. - It's LJ.
I'm Cal Lightman.
The cops hired me to help find your little sister.
Yeah, well, I hope you're good at what you do.
What happened to your hand?
Hurt it at soccer practice.
My hands used to look like that when I was your age. Wanna know why?
You pissed a lot of people off?
You see, that's good, that's good, that is. Now we got a bit of a back and forth going.
- So who'd you hit? - No one.
- Really? - He had it coming.
- Oh, yeah? Why? - Because he was talking smack.
About your family, eh?
About your dad, the cop? No?
About your mom?
- What did he say about her? - She's a teacher.
- What do you think they say? - Now, listen.
You either answer my questions like a grown-up...
...or I'll find my answers my own way. Are we clear?
So they taunt you about your mom. So what?
She teaches at my school, okay?
There are rumors.
Rumors you're ashamed of.
Your dad hear any of these rumors, did he?
I seriously hope not.
What, for your mom's sake?
Why would anyone wanna take your little sister?
I don't know. Probably to get back at my dad for something.
- He locks up a lot of people. - Even if he's got nothing to do with this...
...you're gonna blame him anyway, right? Fair enough.
Now, back to that shame.
Rumors about your mom and who, LJ?
GILLIAN: Thank you for seeing us, Principal Aston.
ASTON: Anything I can do to help.
I've just been talking to the other Bradley child...
...that you sent home early today.
Lane Junior needs to be with his family. I think that's obvious.
Did you send him home because he was throwing his fists about?
Um...
He has problems controlling his temper, if that's what you're asking.
What, controlling his temper with you?
- I beg your pardon? - Beg all you like...
...but you got a kid in your school whose baby sister's gone missing...
...and who's having to get into fights to defend his mother's good name...
...because of rumors that are flying about.
- What are you driving at? - Is Mrs. Bradley a good teacher?
One of my best.
- Good in the classroom? - Oh, outstanding.
And in the sack?
Just say no if you don't know the answer, Mr. Aston.
Okay, okay. That's enough. Um, ahem.
Yes, uh, Colette and I met outside school...
...a few times over the last few years.
You and Colette have been having an affair for a few years.
- Did it cross your mind...? - Yes, yes.
- Of course, it's crossed my mind. - That the baby was yours.
You didn't practice safe sex?
Ouch. That's the DNA test I might never want to happen.
Are you suggesting that to avoid Lane Bradley finding out...
- ...that I would, um...? - Kidnap the baby?
You know, you gotta stop doing that.
You really gotta stop doing that thing, clenching of the jaw.
Dead giveaway every time.
Yes, I'm scared. And, no, I'm not proud of what we...
But I did not kidnap the baby.
But you will come up as a suspect.
And Lane will find out that you've been having an affair with his wife.
So do you think it's better if he finds out while he's under investigation...
...or at another time...
...when he's alone with Colette and his service revolver?
A school principal is too organized, you know.
This smells spur-of-the-moment to me.
- Coffee? - I could murder a cup of tea.
- Those the photos I asked for? - Press conference.
Dr. Heaton you already know. The rest are cops and neighbors.
Yeah.
So, what were you doing out of town, then?
- I was on my way to meet... - Bored.
You notice anything unusual about the cops in this photo?
ELI: Not really.
You notice anything unusual about the cops in this photo?
They're pretty much all kind of hunks?
- That's what Loker said. - Hilarious.
They're all there for the father, not so much for the mother.
Right.
Well, obviously.
Not really surprising, though. I mean, they are cops.
- What about this one? Dr. Heaton. - Mm. He's no hunk.
- Excuse me? - It was a joke.
There's a missing baby, Eli.
Yes, I know there's... I'm just... Are you two messing with me?
- He looks worried to me. - I'm not worried.
- Why would I be? I'm fine. - Not you. The doctor in the photograph.
He looks worried about the mother and father.
Torres tell you that?
Right. Yeah. Torres told me that.
- Did Torres really tell you that? - Absolutely.
Good girl.
Right. Anything else?
Uh, Wallowski called. Colette Bradley will be home within the hour.
Right. Cancel le beverage.
Tea or coffee?
Hey, babe.
Your boss, Aston, called me.
Told me everything.
And now...
...you are officially dead to me.
We can fix this, Lane, okay? We can. We just need to find Kimmy first.
- What's going on, Mom? - How do I even know Kimmy is my kid...
- ...with you whoring around like that? - How can you even say that?
- You know that she's yours. - Get out of my house!
Hey. Easy, LJ.
LJ.
Big, tough cop like your dad, standing with a beer in his hand...
...yelling threats at his wife and son.
You take it from me, mate. He's not worth it.
Colette, LJ, come on. Let's go. Come on.
- What are you doing here? - We're trying to find your baby, Lane.
Yeah? Well, you're not gonna find her here.
Why's that, then? You got her stashed somewhere else, have you? Eh?
Well, that'll teach missus not to be so careless.
- Get the hell out of my house. - Make me, officer.
Hey, Lane. Back off.
Oh, hello.
You're gonna have to do a lot better than that, mate.
- Hello, Willie. - Yum.
- What? - William.
Oh, yeah. Right, yeah.
"The Federalist Papers." Really?
Is this what you two get up to behind my back?
Uh, no. We make out.
- Thanks for that. - You asked.
I gotta get going. Defensive line practice in the morning.
Okay. Uh, thanks for the help. Same time tomorrow?
Sure. If that's cool with your dad.
Why did I have to have a daughter?
You know, actually, come over an hour earlier. We can make out.
A lippy daughter. What are you grinning at?
You two. It's cool.
Bye, then.
Liam was coaching me...
...so I can take down this idiot that's on the other debate team.
- Idiot? Sounds a bit personal. - Mm-hm.
That's pretty rich, coming from you.
I go up against a lot of different people, Em, but it's never personal.
Ooh.
Never disrespect your opponent, Em.
Or your dad, for that matter.
- So I should just bully them, then. - I shake people up...
...until they lose control and forget to hide their emotions.
Not the same as bullying at all.
- You really think I'm disrespectful to you? - You can't help it.
I'm the authority figure.
It's in your blood. Don't argue.
Bully.
Thank you for coming back in.
- Like I have a choice. - Well, you have a brain, don't you?
We have unfinished business, you and I.
So how long have you known...
...that Colette was having an affair with Ben Aston?
I found out when Aston called me.
All right.
Well, answer the question, then. How long have you known?
And that wasn't surprise on your face back at the house, was it?
So how long are you gonna make me wait for the truth, Lane?
[SIGHS]
Colette took night courses.
She, uh, stayed late for conferences. You name it.
I'm a cop. I know when something's not right.
And add to that that you and Colette couldn't conceive.
Which is how come Dr. Heaton's involved in all of this, right?
Explain to me what this has to do with finding my daughter.
When your wife said that the baby was yours, both of yours...
...though you knew she'd had an affair...
...you never questioned that you were the father?
Kimberly is my daughter.
When I made that crack about her being the mother...
...of your children, she tried to hide her shame.
You are not the father of both children.
You ever wonder why Kimberly doesn't look even the littlest bit like you?
CAL: Now you're wondering, "Well, if I'm not Kimberly's father...
...what the hell is Heaton's role in all of that?"
You find that out, you might find the baby.
- Morning, Dr. Foster. - Satisfied customers?
And their babies. Can we take this in my office, please?
No.
Excuse me?
We did that before and it didn't work very well.
Is Lane Bradley Kim's real father?
Well, both their names are on the birth certificate.
But you can put anything you want on a birth certificate, right?
Lane and Colette Bradley are Kimmy's parents, period.
Parents? Yeah, as opposed to "mother" and "father."
That's a very carefully put language distinction and technically true.
I mean, Lane and Colette are raising her even if they weren't the biological parents.
You got any kids yourself, Dr. Heaton?
I'll take that as a "no," then.
Yet somehow, you think of all of these babies...
...as yours, you know, in a way.
- A kind of substitute parenthood. - Well, no one would argue with that.
- Now, if you don't mind, please. - Do any of your patients...
...ever get the wrong sperm?
HEATON: Miss Tatum, I'm sorry, I'll be...
I'm not gonna talk about this any further out here.
I mean, do they ever get it mixed up, you know, accidentally?
Okay, how about intentionally?
Lane Bradley isn't Kim's biological father.
He's the father. I did the work myself.
- How long did the process take? - Don't give us that patient-doctor crap...
...or we'll take this back out there.
Five years.
The process to get them pregnant took five years.
Right. Thank you.
Next question: Would a doctor like you...
...help the process along by making a little donation of his own?
- That's outrageous. - It's disgusting, yeah.
- You get a lot of cards from your patients. - More than I can count.
It's funny, though, because you get a card from the Bradleys, right...
...and it's the only one that ends up in a schmancy frame...
- ...and it's their little girl who gets taken. - As you already know...
...we've grown particularly close.
We think that whoever Kim's father is might have her.
Lane is her father.
I don't know how I can make this more clear to you people.
Well, you could say it again, all right...
...but this time, without squinting and pressing your lips together and that.
Lane isn't the father.
So who is, then?
Oh, let me guess. It's confidential.
Well, this conversation never happened.
- No, we got it all from your face, mate. - And from what you didn't say.
And your point is?
Wallowski found some video from a drugstore surveillance camera.
This is from this morning. The same drugstore Kim was taken from.
Lane Bradley goes in early on his shift and...
...he buys diapers.
Get him in the cube, pronto.
I know I'm not the best husband or dad in the world.
That's my part in this.
You asked me when I was going to admit that. Well, there you have it.
But I am a good cop.
That is, until the day when I stop looking for Kimmy.
We got video of you buying diapers this morning.
I always buy diapers today.
You got plenty of baby supplies at home, Lane. Care to explain?
He has to buy them, don't you?
So you can keep believing.
Otherwise, you have to admit to yourself that you've lost all hope, right?
Go get your wife and your son, and bring them back here.
Gently.
Okay.
Wallowski will get Dr. Heaton, not so gently.
- Heaton's involved in this? CAL: He's standing in the way of the truth.
You thank me when we get your baby back.
All right?
[KNOCKING ON DOOR]
Yeah?
What's the meaning of this?
Well, I think we're just about to find that out.
RIA [OVER MONITOR]: Have you ever had an affair with anyone other than your boss?
What kind of question is that?
The kind we can't help answering with our faces.
So just one affair, then?
- Stanley Heaton told you. - No.
I take it from that look that he knows...
...and he's just covering for you.
I just want my baby back.
Is your boss, Ben Aston, the real father of your baby?
But he doesn't know that he's the father.
I never told him.
As far as he's concerned...
...Dr. Heaton's fertility treatments with me and my husband worked.
All right, so Colette came to you...
...and she told you she was having an affair with Ben Aston.
She thought that he made her pregnant, right?
She never told me the name of the father and I didn't wanna know.
So there's no reason to suspect that Aston may have taken the baby?
Colette, come on. You just said you want your baby back.
Simple answers to simple questions, please.
So you think it's Ben?
RIA: Or anyone else who considers himself a part of the family.
We think whoever took your baby had the key to your car...
...or they knew where the spare was.
I keep the spare in the junk drawer in the kitchen.
Well, that just opened up a whole new line of thinking into who could've done this.
So...
...in this one, you're sort of smiling at your dad.
- Am I? - Yeah.
A little bit. Just a little bit.
If you say so.
I don't see it.
You ever seen your dad cry?
I saw your dad cry.
I saw him cry today when I questioned him.
You see?
There it is again.
That's the same smile.
You enjoy it, don't you? You enjoy seeing him suffer.
Are you crazy?
Restless leg syndrome.
See, I think you and I, I think we're starting to understand each other.
You hate your dad, but you love your mom.
Worst day of your mom's life.
The worst day.
You won't even look at her.
Nope, nope.
- I don't have to talk to you. - I told you, you can't help talking to me.
Don't you get it?
So did you take her just to hurt your dad?
It's like there's no one else in that family.
Just him and his princess, Kimmy.
Where is she?
I didn't plan to take her.
I was just walking to school.
Saw the car parked outside the drugstore...
...and I got an idea.
That's a load of bollocks.
Because your mom's spare keys...
...were in the junk drawer in the kitchen, right? So you did plan this.
What'd you do to her?
Did you kill her?
Did you kill a little baby...
...just to stick it to your dad, once and for all?
If you wanna stand up to your dad, right, you can do better than this. Sit down, son.
This hurts everyone. This hurts your mom.
It hurts Kimberly.
Sit down, son.
Where is she?
You don't know what it's like...
...to have a dad like him.
All right, try this one on for size, right?
Three nights a week, minimum...
...right, he goes straight from work to the bar.
When he does stumble home, middle of the night...
...stinking of booze, he's in the kitchen, yelling at your mom.
And, you know, maybe he's knocking her about a bit, right?
You can hear all this from where you are. You're hiding in your bedroom, right?
There's nothing you can do about it. You're up there.
You're laying in bed and you're waiting.
You're waiting because you know what's coming next.
It's footsteps on the stairs, right?
And you've given up on God, God knows when...
...but you're laying there, and you're praying.
"Make it stop.
Please, make it stop."
Sound familiar?
No?
So your dad didn't actually hit you.
Or your mom.
Well, in that case, you're right.
I have absolutely no idea what that's like.
Kimberly is at a friend's house.
Her parents are out of town.
[COLETTE CHUCKLES]
Hi.
Hi. Hi, you sweet.
I missed you so much.
Oh, my baby. My sweet. I know, I know.
Hi.
Thank you for bringing her back safe.
Her rash is better. The cream.
Oh, LJ. What happened?
Kimmy's home, Lane.
Thank God.
Baby.
Okay.
- Let's go inside. - Yeah. Let's get her inside.
Thank you.
[SIGHS]
We got a lot of talking to do, Dad.
Yeah.
We gotta take LJ in, Lane.
What? You kidding me?
He kidnapped your daughter.
No. No, we're not pressing charges.
That's not up to you and you know it.
If it's any consolation, your wife gets a pass on the false statement.
Let's go, LJ.
MAN: Over here.
Watch your head.
You gonna be all right?
[SIGHS]
Ask me when I get my whole family back.
Oy.
Go easy.
The framers never imagined that their intentions...
...would be scrutinized. You read the document?
- Of course, I've read the document. - Don't do that, Em. Don't do that.
- Don't roll your eyes, make it personal. - I didn't roll my eyes.
- Pull the other one. - I didn't. Liam?
I'd stay out of this, if I were you.
- Great. I didn't roll my eyes. - You were about to.
I didn't. You're the only person who would know that.
And I'm not debating you, he hasn't read it.
- I have. - He has.
- Whatever. - Apology accepted.
Never directly engage the enemy, Em. Just pretend they're not there.
No eye contact, nothing.
Enemy? Isn't that personal? Exactly how you said not to be?
- I was just beginning to like you, son. - Even though we make out?
- I'm out of it. Good luck with her, mate. - Meaning the debate is over?
Meaning round one to Emily. Eleven to go.
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