Lost Girls

Help!

Ah, are you shitting me?

I told you I need more hours.

You only got me on the schedule three days this week.

Joelle has five. What the hell, man?

Joelle smiles when she comes in the door.

Yeah, bet that's not all she does.

Jeez.

Hello?

Mrs. Gilbert, pick up your daughter.

- She's suspended till Thursday. - What do you mean suspended?

There was an incident in the bathroom.

- Did she hurt anybody? - We'll explain when you come here.

- You take your medicine? - No.

I don't like that stuff. It makes me sleepy.

It also keeps you from lighting paper towels on fire

in the girls' bathroom.

What the hell were you thinking?

We're gonna talk about this later.

There are gonna be consequences.

Not bad.

...player gets a top salary,

the next player negotiates for even higher.

They have to go one direction or another.

You can't be half-pregnant.

You've got a salary cap that you enforce, or you can just go wild.

That's true. Well...

- Hey, Mom. - Hey, Shannan.

- Hey. - Oh, glad I finally got you.

Was thinking about you.

- How's it going? - You know, just another day in paradise.

- What do you mean? - My boss is a total asshole.

- Gave one of my shifts to the new girl. - What a dick.

- Yeah. - I can find some cash if you need it.

Well, that's really nice of you to offer.

- I'll pay you back. - I know you will.

You know, just as soon as I get on the other side of this shit.

- Okay. - It's been a couple weeks.

- Can I come up tomorrow night? - Yes!

- Yes, you can come home tomorrow! - Awesome.

- Oh, the girls will be so excited. - Me, too. Can't wait.

We'll see you tomorrow, baby.

- Bye. - Great.

- Hey. - Hey, Sherre.

Shannan's coming for dinner.

If you say so.

Mom, did you ask her to come

- or was it her idea? - No one has to ask.

This is still her home.

I'm still her mom and we're still her family.

I'm thinking maybe we'll watch that talent show video after dinner.

I think she'd get a kick out of that.

What?

Nothing.

Why can't you be happy for once?

Maybe she had to work.

She worked last night.

This is Shannan. I can't answer my phone now

because I'm doing something way more fun.

Hey, Diva.

Look, I know you didn't mean it, but I think Mom's really hurt.

Even though she'll never admit it.

You should call her and apologize.

Also, your boyfriend called.

Anyway...

I miss you, Diva.

- Sorry about last night. - For what?

Well, I know you were looking forward to Shannan coming home.

It's fine.

- Gonna get your butt in the shower today? - Leave me alone.

- Are you sure you're okay? - For Christ's sakes!

The world's not gonna end 'cause Shannan had a schedule conflict.

Hello.

Who?

Goddamn it.

Who is this?

Uh, how did you get this number?

Well, I don't know why you're asking me. She hasn't lived here since she's 12.

So, if she owes you money, you're barking up the wrong flagpole.

- Who is it? - Some doctor.

What time is it? Oh, shit, I'm late.

He wanted to know if I'd seen Shannan.

Shannan's boyfriend called me last night, asking if I knew where she was.

I thought they were just in a fight.

I've tried her five times, and each time it's gone straight to voicemail.

Mom.

He's never called me before.

I'm sure it's fine. Give it a day.

She'll call.

What happened to your hand?

- What happened to your hand? - I burned it.

It's been 48 hours. When will you start looking?

For my daughter.

Hello? Hello?

- They hung up. - They're not even looking for her?

They can't find her in the system.

What about that doctor?

- His number should be on the caller ID. - It came up "unknown."

He said he was in Long Island.

Maybe we should start calling the hospitals.

There are hundreds of hospitals on Long Island.

Did something happen to Shannan?

A doctor on Long Island called me.

I'll put her in the system, ma'am.

Come on, girls.

I'm sorry, but unless she's physically here with you,

I can't give you any information.

Nobody knows where she is, and the police haven't done a thing.

Now, one way or another, I am leaving with those phone records.

If you're you're not going to help me, go get me someone who will.

- She has five. - Five what?

Five cellphones.

Mom, why would Shannan need five phones?

Do you know where this boyfriend lives?

Okay, so when did you last see her?

So, she went to work in Long Island and never came back.

Wanna know more? Ask her driver.

Okay? He was the one that was supposed to bring her back.

What was Shannan doing in Long Island?

Selling Girl Scout cookies. What you think?

Why don't you save time and tell us what you did to her?

I would never hurt her.

Then why'd you hit her so hard she had to have

a titanium plate grafted into her jaw?

You don't know shit about me, little girl.

And you sure as shit don't know about Shannan.

You take the money and the gifts that she buys you,

and you don't think to ask where it all comes from?

And when she comes home, who do you think she's coming home to?

Hmm?

I was always there for her.

Were you?

Where can I find this driver?

You two wait here.

Mom, I'm not letting you go in there alone.

Lock the doors. We'll only be a minute.

I have my phone.

I'm looking for Shannan Gilbert. I'm her mother.

You're Michael Pak, right? Her driver.

You need to relax, lady.

Where is she?

We went out to Oak Beach.

She went in to see a guy. Next thing, she's freaking out, okay?

What happened?

I'm just a driver.

I don't go in.

I wait in my car and then I drive her home. That's all I do.

- That's all you do? - Yeah.

Yeah, well, you didn't take her home.

Your daughter was hysterical that night.

She ran down the road,

banging on the door of any house with a light on.

She wasn't making any sense, she was shouting all kinds of gibberish.

I tried to help her.

But she wouldn't let me, so I said fuck it.

Oh, fuck.

Oak Beach?

Way down Ocean Parkway, past Jones Beach.

It's a gated community. Miles from anything.

This is the last contact we had.

If you live in Ellenville and your daughter lives in Jersey City,

what the hell are you guys doing here in Suffolk County, hmm?

Well, her phone records are full of calls from a 631 area code.

Have you filed a Missing Persons report?

Just phoned Jersey City, they don't have a record of it.

- Mom, I don't feel so good. - Just a second.

Just because she didn't come home,

it doesn't mean it's a five-alarm fire now.

Right?

Okay. Then why was her last contact with anyone

a 23-minute phone call to 911?

- Hello? - Shannan, get in the car!

Come on, what are you doing?

Miss, I can't help if you don't tell me where you are.

What's wrong?

I'm having a hard time getting a read on your location.

Come on, Shannan! Come back!

Help me! Help!

All right, um...

The report says the unit arrived at 5:40.

Officers interviewed several residents who said they...

saw your daughter leave on her own with no sign of, um...

suspicious activity.

This is her jacket.

Yeah, well, as far as the 911 call goes,

the residents say that she was on drugs.

My daughter doesn't do drugs.

You got a close relationship with her, Ms. Gilbert?

Excuse me?

What was she doing in a gated community,

100 miles away from home in the middle of the night?