I mean, it's pretty dumb, but whatever. Look at this. Oh, my God, that's so pretty.
I love it. Thank you so much, Aunt Nicole. Isn't it pretty, Brit? Dad? More decaf?
So, you two. High school. That's pretty great.
I guess. It's going to be sort of weird though. Really?
Our school is kind of a feeder for New Trier's so we're going to know like a ton of people already.
Here, Annie. Happy Birthday.
It's like the one you saw on The Hills, right?
I don't think The Hills are the role models we were looking for.
It's a bit revealing, don't you think?
She's fourteen, you guys. Yeah, no need to remind me.
- So. You did great. Mmm-hmm. Come on. - Come on what? Give it to me.
What's she talking about?
It's a heavy box.
It's the new MacBook Pro.
It's got a four gigabyte hard drive 2.53 gigahertz proc....
What? I know what that means.
I think you're actually passing wind at this point.
Daddy.
It's getting late, Banannie. Five more minutes, Dad, please? It's still my birthday. 11:15.
Promise.
Who are you talking to? I am chatting, Dad. My friend Charlie from California.
He's a junior and plays volleyball for his high school. Ooh, a junior. Well, he's obviously a very smart kid.
- LOL. Laugh out loud. Right? - Nice one, Dad. PWOMS?
"Parent watching over my shoulder." And what is that?
"Laughing my ass off. Me too." No, wait.
Dad, can you go talk to Mom about mortgage payments or something.
All right. Good night, birthday girl. Good night. Love you. Love you.
All right. Let's see what you got.
There you go, ladies.
Touch the line. Make sure you're touching the line. Last one. You're almost there.
Hey, Annie, come here. This is Serena. So, you're Peter Cameron's little sister.
Your brother's hot as shit. Uh, thanks, I guess.
So, I am having a little party at my house Saturday night
and you, little Cameron, are invited. Okay. Uh, thanks, Serena. Tell your brother.
Is it deliberate? No, not at all.
Hey, honey? No phones at the table, please.
I am sorry. Katie, will you take a picture of me and Peter? Hey, what did Mom just say?
I was just going to send a photo to Charlie, but okay. So, seriously, what's this guy's deal?
Well, he's smart. And funny. His brother's being recruited by UC Berkeley for football
and that's where he wants to go, but for volleyball. Oh, right. The girl's sport.
What do his parents do? His mom teaches kids with autism and his dad works for ESPN.
I don't know, sweetheart. Sounds like he's got too much going for him for my liking.
Hey.
Yeah, I know what you're talking about. I am looking at them right now.
These are definitely for a clothing company, right? So why isn't anybody wearing a shirt?
No, I am kidding. Yeah. They're good. Go with it. Okay. Bye.
- Hi, Mom. Hey, honey, how'd it go? - I made the team. You did?
- That's great. What happened? - Annie?
- Come on. Where are you? - About time. Hi, Charlie.
Where's mine, bozo?
What?
"I am really 20. Sophomore at UC Berkeley." What?
Twenty?
Bye.
Hello.
Wow.
Hi, girls. So did your brother come with? No, he's packing for college.
Great. Looks like I wore these for nothing. Come join us.
We're teaching Alexa how to give a blow job. She sucks. She keeps gagging.
Serena, where's your bathroom?
We have like six of them. Go down the hall. You will find one.
- Hi, Dad. Hey, sweetheart. - You have a good time? Mm-hm.
Those girls kind of freaked me out though. Yeah? I-I really want them to like me, you know?
It means a lot. Just be yourself.
If the Serenas of the world don't like it, it's their loss. No, it's high school, Dad.
If the Serenas of the world don't like me I am screwed. You get it?
Not really, no. Sorry, I have, I have really got to.... Yeah, okay.
'Night. Night.
Is that Charlie? Yeah, he has a big paper due tomorrow.
That picture he sent you is so hot. He's totally ripped. Sh. Shut up. My mom.
I got donut holes.
They're very good. Here.
Who was that? It was Serena and Tanya. Oh. Get anything good?
- Mm. - What?
She told me to buy a bra. Oh, really? Let me see.
Classy.
You saved the receipt though, right?
Mom. If you think you're ready for a bra like that then we will talk about it, okay?
Serena kind of made fun of her sports bra.
Why? Because it totally, like, flattens out my boobs.
She said that guys would think that I was hotter if I, like, had a better bra.
Does, like, Serena say like all the time too? Because, like, you never used to. Sorry.
You don't have to dumb yourself down for guys, like Serena. You know that.
Maybe she thinks that's all she's got to offer. Her parents own half of downtown Chicago.
You get my point though, right? Yes, Lynn. It's a parking lot, moron. Go around.
- Did you get my point? Yeah, Mom. I get it. - Oh, for the love of.... bite me. Mom.
Yeah, I am going to get the steak sandwich, medium, with grilled onions.
And can I get a side of chips, please? Oh, I am sorry, we don't.....
He means French fries. Twenty years here, he still can't say French fries.
I am going to have the same thing, actually, except rare on the steak.
And to drink, we will have a bottle of..... Really? '92 Rothschild. Fantastic selection.
So what are we celebrating? So A & A wants to use us. For everything.
- They liked the campaign? - Liked?
How about I just got a phone call from the CEO that was basically ten minutes of phone sex.
Hey, let me ask you something. How old are you? Old enough.
Oh. I am Claire, by the way. Hi, Claire. I am Al. That's Will.
Hi. Please let me know if there's anything else you need. Anything?
Can you stop? She's nineteen. One hour. That's all I ask. Just one hour with that ass.
How's Barbara? Oh, fuck off.
That is so weird. Peter and I were just doing exactly the same thing in his room. Ah, Dad.
Okay. What now?
What? How old are you?
Why do you keep lying? What?
Why do you keep lying to me? Man, you won't believe the stuff I am finding in here.
I will say. You want to keep these Playboys? What? Just kidding.
Oh. Yeah, me too. What, you packed them already? Yeah, kind of.
You all right with this? With what? The whole college thing. Yeah, I guess.
Don't feel pressured into doing things you don't want to do.
Wait. This isn't another father-son talk, is it?
Oh, Dad, we had the sex talk, like, three years ago
and I still can't order a salad with cucumbers in it.
I just don't want you to lose sight of what's important, like.....
Taking responsibility for my actions living up to my potential and personal expectations
staying true to my beliefs. Basically, being a man? Something like that.
- Relax, Pop. I got this. Trust me. - God. Come on. Let's hug it out.
I feel the same way.
You coming in, sweetheart? It's getting cold.
Hold on a sec. Um, I am talking to Brittany, Dad. Two minutes. Okay. Now go away.
- Hi. - How do I know that?
- Okay. - Well, are you still a virgin?
Good, because that would have been creepy.
So, um, how old were you when you--? Did you set the alarm?
Force field activated. Is Annie upstairs? She's in her room. Peter's still out.
Amen to that. You heartless witch. What?
You're happy he's going, aren't you? Two words for you. Home gym.
His room's going to look great with a treadmill in it.
Our poor kid is barely packed and you're already redecorating.
What can I say? Except.... good riddance.
Fuck. Oh, for God's.....
- They're in their room. Right now? - Just a T-shirt and some underwear.
No. With just the T-shirt.
Okay.
Okay, it's dark now.
Oh, I guess. What is it?
No.
Okay.
Is that everything? Yeah. Katie, come give me a hug. No. I don't want you to go.
So, I guess I am going to go to college now.
I love you. Email me, okay? Okay. Hey, and check my tweets.
- Okay, we got to go, guys. - We will see you later. Bye. Bye, angel. Bye.
Hi. Uh, it's me again. Where are you? I am sitting on the bench just outside. Annie?
- Yes? It's me. Charlie. - Hey, you.
God, I can't believe it's really you.
- Look at you. You're gorgeous. - Is this a joke? What?
- No, it's me, Charlie. - What's wrong?
- You're not 25. - Oh. Well, hey.
Don't get upset. Annie, please. Just give me a chance to explain.
It's me, Charlie. I am sorry, I, but.... Okay, all right. You're right. You're right.
I just couldn't think of a way to tell you. You have to believe me. Annie, please. Please?
Don't get upset. You're killing me here.
Annie? It's still me. Okay?
Forget the age thing. All that stuff that we talked about?
All the things that we shared? It's me. Charlie.
- I am sitting right here next to you. - Why do you keep lying to me?
Because of this.
I was, I was afraid that you wouldn't be mature enough to understand.
Annie, when you connect with someone the way that we connected
when you find a soul mate the way that we found each other
then nothing else matters.
I thought you were old enough to understand that.
I mean, you made me think you could handle this, Annie.
- I mean, this is ridiculous. - I mean, it's me, Charlie.
The same guy that you have been talking to every day and every night for the last two months.
I love you.
Annie.
And I don't get why age has to change that.
Can we just walk a bit? Huh? Talk a little bit more. Just for a couple of minutes....
before I have my long drive back to the airport? Come on. Just.....
I was just looking forward to seeing you so much. I thought we were friends at least, Annie.
This remind you of anything? I was just thinking that. Your year abroad in London.
- All these American students come in. - I saw this girl. Love at first sight.
Didn't work out. I ended up with you.
There.
Sorry.
Go ahead, spin it.
The candy's weird. It's better without it. Can I have some of yours?
Oh.
- Yeah. You win. - Pistachio rocks.
So Peter took off, huh? You must be so excited. Yeah, I am happy for him.
I am just going to miss him, that's all.
I just hope he doesn't get caught up into that whole fraternity rush thing.
Sounds so stupid. Yeah, there's definitely some stupid stuff involved, but....
....I have to say I was a Delt and there were some great things about it, too.
I met some, some quality guys that I hope will be friends for life.
Yeah, I just, when he drinks he kind of loses control.
This one time he tried to text me the sound of him vomiting.
- It's kind of tough to spell. - It's kind of... I, I don't know.
It's like, "UG," I don't know. But...
I just hope he doesn't just do it to party and get laid.
But, yeah, I guess that's what college is for, right?
Finding out for yourself, finding out who you are.
- What? Nothing. - It's just you amaze me. Seriously.
You're so intelligent and sensitive, like
wise beyond your years. It's just amazing, that's all.
Hey.
Want me to teach you the secret Delt handshake? Okay.
You can't tell anyone. I won't. Okay. Stick out your hand like you're going to shake mine.
So.....
So.
- You still mad at me? - No, not really.
Want to check out your present? Oh, yeah.
You said you'd want one in red, so....
It's sexy, right? I can't tell you how many times I have thought about you in it.
It's crazy, I am so nervous and excited
to be sitting here with you finally after all this time.
There.
Happy?
- You look ridiculously sexy. - No, don't go. I am serious.
Come here.
Come sit down.
Have you thought about us like this?
I know you have because you told me about it, didn't you?
You don't think my body's weird?
- Are you kidding? - You're, you're gorgeous.
So you're not...... disappointed or anything? Annie. Annie.
You're perfect.
You take my breath away.
Can I just.....?
- No, wait, Charlie, wait. Hold on. - It's okay.
- Charlie..... It's okay. - Charlie, wait.
Charlie.
- It's okay, Annie. - Don't worry.
I am just taking these off.
Oh. Hold still, Annie. I have got to take these off, too.
That's my girl.
Oh, God. Look at you.
This is perfect.
- How about the boys in class? - They're okay. Are they?
Um, we're making bowls in pottery class, but mine looks like an ashtray.....
...which is kind of funny because I don't smoke.
- Nice. How about you, Annie? - How's school? Annie. Hm?
- School. How is it? - Annie?
He's so cute. I know. You should go out with him. Did you get my text? Mm-hm.
- Why didn't you call me back? - Check it out, Annie. Your boyfriend. Ow.
I told you before. He's not my boyfriend.
You keep saying that. Makes me think you like him.
If you're so obsessed with him, why don't you fuck him?
- What's your problem? - Yeah? Yeah. He's cute.
- Pick up, please pick up. - Is this about Charlie?
- No. No. Annie, what happened? - That was him at the mall, wasn't it?
- How old is he? - It doesn't matter. Annie, wait.
Oh, my God.
It's not that big a deal. We met up on Saturday. We had sex.
- We're in love. Oh, my God. - Now just drop it. I am serious.
The word ciao comes from schiavo, or servant, and was used as.... sorry to interrupt, uh...
...mind if I borrow Annie Cameron for a second? Ms. Worley, why are we going this way?
- Oh, it's all right, Annie. - Come on in.
Why don't you have a seat?
- I know, yeah. - Holy shit. Dude, dude.
No, it's Antigua. Anguilla is a totally different island.
Honestly, I was hoping to get the crew and the equipment in the same place. Yeah.
Hang on. Hang on just a second. Hello. Speaking.
Sorry, I, I don't understand. Will. Will. What happened?
They won't tell me anything. I just, I just got here, and I.... Excuse me.
Annie Cameron. We're the parents. Let me find the nurse.
Mr. and Mrs. Cameron? Yes. I am Officer Gomez.
Your daughter wants you to know that she's okay, but maybe you should have a seat.
- What's going on? What? - We don't know exactly what's happened.
What we do know so far is that we think she was assaulted....
...by her alleged boyfriend three days ago. She hasn't got a boyfriend.
Well, apparently on Saturday she met up with a man she calls Charlie....
...at a motel, where she was sexually assaulted. The man is at least 35 years old.
Jesus Christ. Where is she?
She's in an exam room with the nurse collecting evidence for the rape kit.
She's okay. One of the counselors from the hospital is with her. Please.
I have to see her. Look, there is a private waiting room just down the hall....
We have to see her right now. We want to see her right now.
She's having an exam. You will see her in a minute.
I am almost done. I just need to get one more picture of that abrasion.
This is fucking insane.
Oh..... Baby.
It's okay. We're here. We're here now. Mr. and Mrs. Cameron, I am Gail Friedman.
I am a counselor with the hospital. I am glad you're here.
Annie here is an amazing young woman. Gail. Ah. This is Special Agent Doug Tate with the FBI.
Hi. FBI? Why, well, any time a crime is committed against a child using the Internet....
...and the suspect is a traveler someone from out of state, they call us in.
Look, Annie, I know you have had a rough day.
But I need to ask you a couple of questions. You feel up for it? Do we have to do this now?
Trust me, the sooner we start this investigation, the better.
Gail, do we still have the clothes she was wearing that night?
- Yes. Are they here? - No, they're at her house.
Okay, I need to get those from you as soon as possible.
Is that okay? Yeah, I guess. Mr. Cameron, Mrs. Cameron.
I would like to talk to Annie alone. Could you please just....
Look, I have had enough of this. This is our daughter. We want to be with her.
You have got to understand that right now
Annie's a victim of a crime and you and your wife are just witnesses.
That's why we interview everybody separately so as not to contaminate anyone's testimony.
Now if you can just give Annie and I a second alone.....
and then I will come back to your house and we can all sit down and talk. Fair enough?
So how long will this take?
Well, it depends if we get enough genetic material to run a profile.
And if there is, how long? Right now, there's a nationwide backlog.
In illinois alone, we have got 2,000 unopened kits sitting in freezers waiting to be processed.
Some people have been waiting a year. What? How is that possible?
We will run this through the FBI facilities. So, two weeks, a month on the outside. A month?
- Now can I see the family computer? - Doug. Yeah.
Did you copy the hard drive? Yup. We will take that with the evidence down to the lab. Okay.
Now apart from Teen Chat were there any other networking sites you used to communicate?
No, not really. Did you guys ever speak on the phone? You spoke to him.
Now, you said his mother was sick. Yeah. Cancer. Yeah, okay.
Tell him you feel awful about his mother that you really want to talk to him.....
....that you lost an uncle to cancer. I-I don't know. You don't know what?
I just don't want to lie to him.
What are you talking about, sweetheart? He lied to you.
What do you think of writing to him and just telling him how you feel?
- Yeah, Annie. Would that be good? - Yeah, I guess. Okay, good.
Okay, just keep it simple. Be yourself.
- Maybe he didn't even like me. - He didn't. Will.
It wasn't like that, sweetheart. The man tricked you.
What?
- Is that him? - Charlie.
Okay, now, remember, he's going to test you to see if you told anybody. You haven't, okay?
Tell him that you're concerned and a little worried that he hasn't called. Okay? Should I?
Yeah, answer him. Yeah.
A-are, are you guys tracing this?
Yes.
It says private. What do I do to answer it? Frank, are we good? We're good.
- Annie? Look at me? - Just, just talk to him. All right? Okay.
- Hello? Annie? Charlie? - Hi. Hi.
It's kind of late. Where are your parents?
They took Katie to the movies.
Charlie?
Shit.
- Shame on you, Annie. Charlie? - Charlie, are you there? Charlie? Damn it.
Frank, did we get it? Well, that's it. He's gone. Why did you make me do that? Annie. Annie.
He probably got your cell number off your website.
Look, I will give you a call when I get back from the motel.
Tell me something. Did she yell for help? I mean, did she scream, tell him to stop?
Just because she didn't scream for help does not mean this wasn't rape.
Now that guy is 20 years older than she is.
He groomed her for weeks just to get her into the motel room
and she's armed with what? The eighth-grade biology.....
....and the expectation that the world is a decent place. I am going to fucking kill this guy.
No, you won't. That's why I am here.
Now, we will find him. And what am I supposed to do?
You go back inside, you support your daughter and you let us do our job.
What, with just five of you guys working the whole state?
There's got to be something I can do. I am not just going to stand around and wait.....
Mr. Cameron, I promise you. I put everything I got into these cases.
You just got to give us a chance.
Now, my cell is on the back. You call me if you need anything.
I will drop you a line tomorrow when I get back from the motel.
You want me to sleep with you tonight? No, I just want my blanket.
No, please, stop.
Stop, please. Dad, please help me to stop him.
Please, Dad, help.
- Help me. No, get off. - Don't. Please, Dad, help me, please.
- Stop. No. - Will.
You all right, buddy? Yeah, of course. If Mrs. Van Dersey wants the meeting, fine.
But I think that we should dictate the parameters. No more of this bullshit. Good.
- Is there any more coffee? - Grab another coffee.
Hey. I got you a new cell.
Now, you have to promise me that you're not going to try and call him...
...or text him with this new number. Remember what Tate said about the old one
that if he tries to call you on that, you tell us immediately.
I am going to have to check the bills.
And if I find out that you have tried to contact him I am going to have to take it back. Okay?
So what? Do I just start talking like Tony Soprano? Boy, I hope not.
- I am glad you came. - Yeah, well, my parents said I had to.
Well, even so, I am still glad.
I want this to be a place for you to feel safe and comfortable talking about anything.
- I just want to be helpful to you. - You think I need help?
I think that what you have been through must be very difficult.
You know, what's the big deal?
There are girls at my school who have had sex with half the football team.
I lose my virginity and my parents make a federal case out of it. Literally.
I think they're more concerned that you may have been in danger more than anything else.
- Danger? - That's because they don't know him.
You know, the thing is I bet my dad would really like him.....
...if they'd met, you know, before. What is it about him you think your father would like?
He's sweet, and smart, and really funny.
And gives great advice and which, by the way, worked.
I-I made the team because of him. You think that's the only reason you made the team?
Because of his advice, and not your own ability? Well, he's older. He's been playing longer.
What'd you think about him being older? At first I thought he was 16, okay?
And then, all of a sudden he's 20 and I am like, what?
- And then we kept talking and I was, like, - what's the big deal? He gets me, you know?
- He's not judgmental. He's encouraging. - And despite my age difference he still loves me.
And he thinks I am beautiful. What'd you think about him not being honest about his age?
You know, Charlie said that when you connect like we did.....
....when you find that soul mate that's the only thing to think about.
Don't you believe that when two people are in love nothing else matters?
I can understand how strong those feelings are,
Annie but, there are reasons why girls your age and men his aren't supposed to be together.
- Whatever. - He loves me. I know he does.
And he's dying to call me or email me but he knows it's not safe.....
....thanks to my parents and the FBI.
I just-- What?
I just hope he's okay.
What, he go to lunch early? He went home. Said he wasn't feeling well.
- Hello? Will, it's Agent Tate. - I wanted to give you an update.
Now, look, the motel didn't give us much.
He paid cash for the room. He told the manager he lost his wallet.
He even ordered a credit card right in front of him.
The, uh, the cell phone was prepaid. It was purchased in St. Louis.
He paid cash for that, too, whoever he is.
So his name's not Charles Hightower. Yeah, not that we can tell.
I found seven of them living in the U.S. so far but none of them fit the description.
There's nothing that even confirms he's from California.....
...we, uh, we actually traced his IP address to the Czech Republic. What?
It seems he's running some sort of ghost program.
It's a software that basically bounces his IP address from one server to another
all over the world. Sir? Sorry, I don't understand. What does that mean?
It means he's good at what he's doing.
But don't worry, don't worry. This is exactly how it starts.
You need to go on through, go get your stuff.
Yeah, one minute, please. What about the car? Anything? Hang up the phone, sir.
It was an airport rental. He must have swapped the plates. Gary.
Look, I am, I will have to call you back. Okay?
Seriously, is my conversation that much of a threat to security? Thank you, sir.
- Is it over? - Yeah, you missed a pretty good fight.
When they do Real Housewives of Chicago I am so auditioning. Yeah, right.
I talked to Jennie. Brittany's really upset you won't call her back. Good.
- She was only trying to help, honey. - Yeah, well, she's a bitch.
No, she's your best friend. Best friends don't narc on each other.
Not like she will ever get a boyfriend but if she does, I hope someone ruins it for her, too.
Lynn?
Did you get my message? Yeah, I called you back but it went to voice mail. Did you eat?
- Have a look at this a second. - You won't believe this.
What is this? This is the National Sex Offenders Registry.
There's perverts all over Wilmette, not just Chicago.
- See this? All these red dots. - They're everywhere. Oh, my God.
This guy here is literally three blocks away on Linden. What's going on?
- Hi, sweetheart. Um, come here a second. - I, I need you to do something for me.
These men are all registered sex offenders in the neighborhood that fit the description.
- I need you to look through them. Why? - In case one of them's Charlie. What?
No. N-- No. Honey, you should. One of them could be him.
None of them's him. Forget about the hair and the mustaches. Just look at the face.
Could any of them be him? I said, no. God, what's your problem?
- My problem is you were attacked. - It wasn't like that.
- Besides, none of them are Charlie, okay? - Are we done?
Pervert-Tracker. What is this? It's a group I met with today.
- Supposed to be the best in the country. - They hunt predators.
Today? It says they're in New Jersey.
You were in New Jersey today?
You got on a plane today without telling me? Are you fucking kidding me? I swear to God, Will
if you ever get on a plane again without telling me.....
.....I swear to God, I don't know what I'd do. I swear to God.....
- I am sorry. Honey, you're right. - I am sorry. I am going to go check on her.
- I have got to get out of my house. - How come? What's happening at home?
You know, they think I am stupid for meeting up with him.
Going back to his hotel. They said that? My dad looks at me like I am an idiot.
He wants to kill Charlie. That's all he talks about. Getting his hands on him.
Well, what would you do if he got in touch with you have you thought about what you would say to him?
- I just want to talk to him. - Hear his voice.
See how his mom's doing, and his little dog.
See how we're going to make this work.
I just want to talk to him about what happened.
You know we haven't really talked about that about what happened in the motel.
Are we supposed to?
In my experience, it helps. It really does. But only if you're ready.
It's kind of weird, you know.
Like it wasn't really happening to me.
Like I was watching it from above.
Sometimes when you can't physically escape from a situation.....
....where you feel frightened or threatened
you find a way to remove or distance yourself psychologically.
- It's a way of protecting yourself. - Does that make sense?
- Still have ten minutes. - Yeah, well. I will see you later.
Chicago has a very strong sense of history.
Kind of like when they bought Marshall Fields, turned it into a Macy's.
They lost half their client base. It's a fine line. You want a fresh look
but you don't want to alienate your loyal customers.
We loved what you did with A & A particularly in the tween market.
Well, that was mostly Will's work here. Well, I don't know if that's true....
but I am very happy to take the credit.
- Rebecca? Becky. - Jerry? Yeah.
- Hi, Jerry. Look at you. You're gorgeous. - You really think so?
- Yeah. Can't believe it's you. - Did you bring your stuff? Uh....
- Fuck. Hey. Hey. Stop. FBI. - Hey, get that guy.
- Go, guys, get him, get him. - Come on. Hey.
Actually, there's a lot of similarities between your company and Academic Appeal.
It's just you have a much more sophisticated client base.
Everybody wants to broaden their consumer appeal especially in the tween market.
I mean, it's like the Holy Grail of-- Sorry, would you just excuse me a minute?
Look, I am really sorry, Will. So what made you think he was our guy?
The program he was running to scatter his IP address the chat rooms he used.
- Mostly, Will, it was his conversation. - It was the way he spoke.
It was very similar to the way Charlie chatted. How do you know that?
I was able to get transcripts of two months worth of IM chats....
....between him and your daughter from Teen Chat. You're kidding. No. I am not.
- So when can I see them? You can't, Will. - It's an ongoing investigation.
- I'd completely lose Annie's trust. - Now, I do have some good news.
The lab was able to extract enough DNA for a profile.
We're going to run it through CODIS, the national database.....
....and if there's a hit we should know within a week or two at the most.
- Hey, I will be right back. - I got to call in.
Lynn. Will, what are you doing here? I just came from seeing Tate. What's wrong?
You're not going to believe this. What? What is this? Read it. What is it? Just read it.
I can't stop thinking about it. You inside me. I get wet when I picture it. Okay, stop.
Our daughter wrote this.
Annie. How big are you? I bet you taste good. Will, stop it.
I want to see it right now. Stop it, Jesus God. I mean, she's 14.
Where the hell did she learn this? She's 14, she didn't make this happen.
Yeah, but we're going to have to talk to her about this.
- You are not going to talk to her. - But look at it.
Our daughter sounds like a fucking porn star. You're not going to talk to her about this.
- You cannot confront her about this. - I am going to kill him. No.
I swear to God, I am going to find this animal and I am going to fucking kill him. Stop it.
Oh, my God. You're acting crazy, Will.
No, you're not going to.... You're not going to read this.
- Just leave it alone. Give it to me. - I will see you tonight.
Now I need you to bring that back to me right now,
Will, I will get it back to you tomorrow. You do know it's a federal crime, right?
Yeah, I just think I have a right to know who my daughter's talking to. No, you, no, no.
You are interfering with the investigation.
You have betrayed your daughter's trust to me. You're not letting.... she doesn't need to know.
You're not letting me do my job, Mr. Cameron.
I need you to bring them back to me right now, Will. Yeah, I will. I will get it back to you.
Right.... Oh, you son of a bitch.
- Hey, stranger. This is something, huh? - Oh, yeah, it's great. I feel 80.
- Mojito? - I am fine, thanks.
- Hey, great party, man. - Will, come here.
Will. Are you all right? No, I am, I am, I am just feeling, I am-- s-- sorry.
- Will? - Will.
- Will. I heard the door. That was me. - I, I couldn't sleep. I took a drive.
Well, you scared me.
Will, you scared me.
Sorry.
- All right, so, are you coming up? - In a bit.
- What are you doing? - Nothing.
Is this you?
Are you, are you Sad Little Girl?
What are you doing?
You're posing as a teenage girl to chat with men on line, seriously?
That's what they do. They showed me. Oh, my God. It's a way of drawing them out.
Good night.
- I spoke to Pete today. - He's coming home for Halloween.
Well, he said he would try. He's got a lot of work but....
....and he sounds good. Happy. You didn't tell him, did you?
- No. But I... don't, okay? - Oh, about what? What?
Remember what we talked about upstairs, sweetie about Annie being hurt?
- I am serious, okay? - Okay.
How about we go to the movies this weekend? Is there anything you want to see?
Nothing you'd be interested in. Well, try me. I may surprise you.
Yeah, right. What does that mean?
- Why are you being so mean to me? - What did I do? I am not being mean.
Katie, am I being mean? No.
How about we go on a bike ride this weekend? Well, yeah. Uh, can we also go along the lake?
Yeah. And we can go to that favorite rock that you like. Cool.
"Great".
You know, you don't have to do this, honey. Yeah, I know.
Well, call me if you need anything, okay?
Honey? Give me a kiss.
- I love you. - See you later. Okay.
You're going to have to talk to me sometime. I am really sorry, Annie, okay?
- I didn't know what else to do. Annie? - You're sorry? Yeah.
- Do you realize what you did? - You fucked up everything.
- Charlie, my parents, everything. - I was scared, okay? No. It's not okay.
I kept every secret of yours.
Annie, you're my best friend and I was worried about you.
"Was." I was your best friend. Do me a favor and never talk to me again. Annie.
Annie.
That was fucking embarrassing at the big launch party. Oh, yeah, I know, I am sorry.
- It was just some personal stuff. - It was nothing. You're sure?
Because you have been kind of MIA around here lately.
There just could not be a worse time to be distracted while I really need your head in the game.
What, you don't think I am giving a 100%, Coach?
Well, you tell me. I put this on your desk a week ago.
Mel's been waiting since Monday for you to sign off on this.
Well, tell him, then, fine. Run with it. You haven't even looked at it, have you?
What the hell's going on?
It's Annie.
She was sexually assaulted. What?
Oh, my God.
I had no idea, Will.
She's fine. I mean, she wasn't, but she's okay.
- They catch the guy? - They're looking for him.
They started with the crime scene in the motel. Jesus. She was kidnapped?
No, she-- She sort of knew the guy. I-- I don't understand.
It was someone she met online someone she'd been talking to for a while.
Oh, I thought you meant she was like attacked, you know. I....
- You scared the shit out of me. - She was raped.
She's 14. The guy's in his 30s. I know, I know. It's just that I was picturing...
Well, you don't want to know what I was picturing. Could have been much worse.
- Hey, can I come in? - I guess. What's up?
- How was school? - Okay.
Was it weird seeing your friends again? It was fine, Dad.
Did you see Gail today?
- No, tomorrow. How, how's that going? - Great. I am cured.
Still no contact from "Charlie"?
I hate when you do that. Say his name like that.
It's not his real name, is it? What do you want, Dad?
Has there been any contact? No. None at all? What, you don't believe me?
You want to check my phone? Would you have a problem with that? Yeah, I would.
Why, if there's nothing to hide why would that be a problem? You're unbelievable. What?
Take it. What's your problem?
What is my problem? My problem is you lied to me, sweetheart.
From the second that you knew he wasn't 15, you should have told me and you didn't. You lied.
Why didn't you come and talk to me or your mother and say what was going on?
When you found out for the first time, what-- what were you thinking?
You didn't know then that something was wrong?
When you, you met him in the mall and saw him for the first time
what do you do, you don't call me? You don't run away?
You get in a car with him? It's like rule number one.
You know, I am trying to understand... Please just leave me alone.
But talk to me. I... You're just pissed you didn't know.
No, that's not-- No, everything would have been fine if everyone would have just chilled out.
- What are you talking about? - Charlie and me.
Are you out of your mind? You're the crazy one. Checking my phone...
...bringing out sickos on the web. I am trying to find the scumbag.
He's not like that. You don't even know him.
My God, you're protecting him. The guy raped you. And you're protecting him. He didn't rape me.
Get out, get out of my fucking room right now. I hate you. Get out. Get out.
Get out of my room.
I just wanted to know how Annie's doing.
You know I can't discuss her treatment with you, Mr. Cameron.
I am sorry, but this still doesn't make sense to me. She's my daughter. A minor.
If she needed an appendectomy you'd need my signature for surgery, right? Therapy is different.
Yeah, but this whole.... None of this makes sense to me.
And I am really starting to.... What's going on?
- I cannot stop thinking about it. - I am driving my car...
...whatever, in the office, in a meeting and I think about him on top of her.
The other night I had this dream. I'd got him. I was beating the life out of him.
I was on top of him and I was punching him and punching him and.....
....his face was caving in there was blood going everywhere and I could actually taste it. I woke up,
I found I'd actually chewed the inside of my mouth. It's my own blood I was tasting.
What if they did catch him and they put him in jail. How would that make you feel?
Good. Relieved.
Angry. Why angry?
Because I'd still want to rip his fucking head off and now I couldn't.
What else are you angry about? I am angry I didn't know what was going on.
I am angry that Annie lied to me.
That I didn't know the extent of her intimacy with him.
That I couldn't.....
- What? - Stop it?
We can't control what happens to us or our loved ones.
- What happens when Annie goes to college? - What are you saying?
People get hurt. There's only so much we can do to protect ourselves, our children.
The only thing we can do is we can be there for each other....
...when we do fall down, to pick each other up.
Ugh.
Can I help you with anything today, sir?
Hey, Pop.
Hey.
You look older. It's only been six weeks, smart ass.
Yeah, still, maybe it's, uh like Einstein's special relativity.
You know, six weeks to me, five years to you.
I think I preferred you with a high school education.
Dude. No way. I don't want you to hurt yourself. So how was the ride in?
Okay. Okay. I am still a little, ech. Oh. Big night, eh? I was off my face, wasn't I?
Come here.
Jesus, Pop. What is it?
Where are the kids? Come on, kids. Hurry up, the food's going to be cold.
- All right, ready? - Look at her. Hey.
It's fantastic. Look at the toilet seat cover.
It was her idea. Let me help you off with your flippers
so you can eat. No, Mom, that's cheating. That's not a very scary mask, Pete. It is to Grandpa.
Don't get me started. He's a socialist. Oh, Cal, now come on. No costume, Annie?
This is my costume. You're not supposed to wear a penguin. You're supposed to be a penguin.
Do you want me to come or not? Okay. I guess you can come.
I am sorry I didn't get to email much. You know, things have been really crazy.
It's no big deal. No. No, I should have called more. Checked in a bit.
You know I love you, right?
Right? Did you kids ever hear the story about when Grandpa and I met on Halloween?
He asked me to take a picture of him next to this statue of a werewolf.
They have all heard the story, Susan. No, no, we haven't. Okay, good.
So, he goes up and he stands right under it trying to impress me, of course.
But it turns out it's just a guy in a costume, right, hon?
And he grabs Grandpa. And Grandpa starts screaming like a girl. I did not. You did.
Annie, honey. Is that corn cold? Because I could heat it up for you, sweetie.
Mm. It's fine. Annie, you have to try the sweet potatoes. They are amazing. Oh.
They are, sweetheart, they are. Just, just have a little. You will love them.
You guys want to cut my steak, too?
So, I hear you got a girl, Pete. What? No. Uh-huh.
No, God, no. No, it's just this girl I met at a mixer. Yeah, she's a DG.
But we're not.... you know, we're just friends.
She's super athletic though. She plays tennis and lacrosse. You'd really like her. Cool.
But, you know, she's, she's not my girlfriend or anything. We just started hanging out. Yeah.
Peter, it's okay for you to have a girlfriend. It's pretty normal. Right, Dad?
I am not sure I understand. You don't understand?
- Have you guys had sex yet? Annie. - Was she good? That's enough.
What? You can tell everybody about my life...
...about me having sex and who with, but I can't ask him?
I asked you not to tell him. That's the only thing I asked.
Thank you, Dad.
I hope you guys have an awesome time.
Honey, please, please stay. No. No. Let me go.
Okay. Good news.
We ran the DNA from his shirt through the national database. And we actually found a match.
That's, that's incredible. So what happens now? You arrest him? It's not that easy.
While the DNA is on the database it's still a John Doe. We don't know who it belongs to.
I don't understand.
Well, there were other cases, Will three of them, where rapes were reported.
We were able to recover genetic material from the victim and the crime scene.
The DNA profile is the same. It's just that we don't know who it belongs to.
So he's done this before. Yes, he has. Oh, my God.
Well, he's had other girlfriends before. I told you that.
These weren't girlfriends, Annie. These were minors who reported a rape.
Well, DNA can be wrong. The odds of these four samples not coming from the same person
are in the hundreds of millions. It's the same guy.
Now, look. We, uh, we don't normally do this. We're very careful with victim information.
But I am hoping there might be some kind of connection between all four of you girls.
Maybe you went to the same camp together you shopped at the same mall.
I can't give you their names but I was hoping that you might take a look at their pictures. Wait a minute.
I don't know if this is a good idea.
No, no. I want, I want to. Yeah. All right, Annie, do you know this girl?
She's from Cleveland. She's fifteen years old.
- No. - No?
- Okay. - This is the Milwaukee case.
This photo was taken about a year ago. She's fourteen.
Now, this girl was assaulted in St. Louis seven months ago. She's twelve.
Oh, my God.
I don't, I don't know them.
Okay. It's okay. You did a good job. Thank you, Annie.
Honey. No. I am fine. I just need a second.
So you're telling me the FBI's been chasing this guy for years? It looks that way, yeah.
Look, on the upside, Will there's more information for us. There's more evidence for us.
The investigation is seeing a real breakthrough.
I bet the agent in St. Louis said the same thing to some family about seven months ago.
I understand your frustration, Will, I do but I am working as hard as I can for Annie.
Yeah, but it's not enough, is it? I mean that sick fuck is still out there grooming other girls, right?
Will, I am doing all I can. I am sorry you don't see it that way.
Annie? Annie. Did she come down here?
You okay?
You want something to drink? Water? There were other girls.
What other girls? Tell me what you mean. Charlie. He had other girls.
Three of them. Like me. There were other victims, you mean?
He said that I was special.
That I was the only one for him. But if there are other girls....
They weren't even that.... They weren't even that pretty.
Tell me why it matters. No. No. No. Why does that matter?
Because they were just like me.
He told me, he said I was pretty.
What's wrong with me? I... why does it mean that something's wrong with you?
If he lied to me the way he lied to those other girls, he never loved me.
He lied so he could have sex with me.
What, Annie?
Oh, my God.
He raped me. He..... He raped me.
How could I have been so stupid?
All he wanted.... My God. All he wanted was....
God, I am so sorry.
Oh, God. She's finally asleep. This guy is one sick fuck.
Will, I am so worried about her. I have never seen her like this. I am just....
He's just destroyed her. He sent her a picture of his dick.
Please stop looking at this shit. What are you doing? What the fu.... what are you doing?
Why are you down here when you should be up there with her?
What, you think finding this guy is more important that it's going to make her better?
Do you think that? Well, it might. Or it might save some other poor fucking girl.
I want this guy out of my house. I want him out of my house. What do you want me to do?
You want me to go up there and talk to her? I have tried.
- She won't fucking talk to me. Shut up. - She finally fell asleep.
You'd fucking know that if you were up there with her.
It's Annie. It's Annie.
She is in pain. She needs you and you're just you're sitting there doing nothing.
All right.
Here, here you go.
Cameron.
Look, Vicki's sick. She can't play today. You're going to start in her place.
I don't know, Coach. I.... we need you, Annie. Can I count on you?
- Yeah. That's the spirit. - At the net.
- Annie. - "Harder."
- Hey, guys. Hi, Lynn. - Hi. Hey.
You having fun? Yeah?
- Dig in. Nice set. - Block it.
You having a good time?
Huh? You enjoying this, looking at all the young girls? What's that? You sick fuck.
I will kill you. You fucking shit. You sick fucking cunt. I will kill you. Wait....
Hey, stop. Oh, my God. Dad, are you okay? What happened? Dad, are you alright? What's wrong?
I am calling the police. Hey, hey, no, no, there's no need
it's, it's just a misunderstanding. She is.... Don't worry about it. Dad, you're hurt.
No, no. Pumpkin, I am fine, I am fine. I am sorry if I scared you...
I am okay. Are you sure? Absolutely. It's just a misunderstanding, that's all.
Okay, can we get the game going again, please? Can we start the game....
- How could you do that to me? - I am really sorry. You are sorry?
- Gee, Dad, thanks. - That makes everything so much better.
I lost my temper. I don't know what else to say. I am sorry.
Don't you get it? There's nothing anybody can say.
My life is ruined. No, it's not ruined.
We're going through a tough time but your life's not ruined.
We're going through a tough time? We didn't get raped.
We're not the laughingstock of New Trier. I am.
I got raped. Not you. I know that. Nothing's ever going to be the same. I know that.
But, please, can you please stop reminding me of it every second?
Annie, wait. I am so sorry. For what? It's not your fault my dad is a psycho.
What? No. I swear to God, I had nothing to do with it.
Wait, what are you talking about? The Internet thing.
What? Oh, uh....
Annie.
Cameron.
Oh, my God.
Hello?
Lynn?
Hello? Will, where have you been? I have been calling you.
What, what do you mean? I am, I am here. Where are you?
On my way. Is, is Annie there? No, I don't, why?
Just... Brittany called me. Something's happened. Is she there?
What? Annie? What, what happened? I.... don't... just go check, please. Call me back.
Annie.
Annie, are you in there?
- Annie, open this door. - Annie.
- Shit. Will? - Call an ambulance.
How many pills have you taken? I am not really.... Call an ambulance. Hello?
Open your mouth. Open your mouth, sweetheart. We need, please......
She's taken too many pills? Yeah. Come on. It's all right. Come on.
She asleep?
I am through talking.
Brittany's spending the night.
Good night.
Dad?
Dad.
Are you okay?
You remember the first time you went in the pool? What?
You probably don't. You were two.
Peter was scared to death the first time he went in.
He screamed and cried so much, he didn't stop.
He was fine in the bath, but pool.....
Not you.
You were fearless.
I remember.
You were amazing.
Came in with me and almost immediately started laughing and playing and splashing around.
- You just had this confidence. - It wasn't just swimming.
You just had this trust..... in things, people, the world.
It was who you were.
No fear.
- God, I loved that. - I was so proud of it.
I envied it.
And I was so afraid that you'd lose it as you grew up.
That confidence. That faith.
But you didn't.
And then I failed you.
It was my job to make sure you didn't lose it.
- To keep you safe. - What am I if I can't protect you?
And to see you lose that confidence to see you question yourself.
That the idea would even occur to you to want to hurt yourself.
Or for you to think for one minute that you weren't as beautiful....
I don't know if you can ever forgive me, Annie.
I really don't know if you should.
But I am sorry.
- I am so sorry. - Dad. Daddy.
I love you so much.
Dad.
Dad. Come on. How much longer? We just got here, buddy.
Let's at least pick up some stuff for the park. Okay? What a day.
Susanna. Grab some apples, will you? Hey, Dad. Can I do it for awhile?
Okay. Be careful, all right, buddy?
Well, hello. How do I look? Goofy. Yeah. Probably so. Mr. Weston.
Hey, Tyler, how's it going? I am good. How about yourself?
I am good. Uh, Mom, Dad, this is Mr. Weston. Hey, very nice to meet you.
He's my physics teacher. Pleasure, pleasure. Hey, Susanna. One of my students....
Tyler. Oh. Hi, Tyler. I am Susanna. My wife, Susanna. Nice to meet you.
And I am Jennifer. Hi, Jennifer. And this is our boy, Mark.
Hey, man. How's it going? Hi. So, great day, huh? It is gorgeous.