Abducted: The Mary Stauffer Story

What I'd to like say

is that all of us experience trouble in our lives.

I think that we only have to take a good look

at our own lives and the lives of others

to realize that bad things happen.

I think if I could talk to each one of you,

that you could tell me

of things that have happened in your family...

somebody that's died,

or some disease,

or maybe a divorce...

many things.

Even if we aren't having troubles at the present time,

I think we can all agree

that we will face trouble at some point in our lives.

But what do we do?

What resources do we have

to deal with the troubles of lives,

and how do we come through it

when even the most ardent faith is challenged?

It's hard to put into words

what your support means to Mary and myself.

It's been our calling to bring joy to all of you...

to get to know you,

to learn from you,

and to share the word of God,

and now we're being called again.

And although we'll be away

for some time...

this will always be our home.

Now, before we offer a final prayer,

I know that Mary would like to say a few words, too.

Thank you, Irv.

The Philippines is halfway around the world...

people of a different culture,

different ethnicity,

but people who speak a same language...

the word of God...

and Irv and myself, and our two children,

Beth and Steven,

will carry that with us.

Our strength

to follow our calling on this missionary trip

comes not just from the Lord but from all of you.

But we will miss you.

Write to us.

Of course.

We'll be counting on your letters too, Ann.

Are you really gonna go through with this, Mrs. Stauffer?

Mary.

Look who came to see us.

I'm sorry, just one minute.

Hi!

Aw, so good to see you guys.

Hi.

Hi, sweetie.

Dear Lord,

we thank you for this meal

and for everything that you've given us.

We pray for strength and guidance

as we share your love with new friends and faces.

Amen. - Amen.

I don't want to move away.

I won't have any friends there.

I know it's gonna be hard at first,

but you'll make new friends,

and your old friends will be here

when we get back.

It's not fair.

"It's not fair!"

Now, now.

Hey, hey, that's enough. - Bethy.

Stop and eat.

I'm not hungry.

Hey.

If I was eight years old, I wouldn't understand either,

but this missionary trip is important.

We do this to help others in need.

It's an experience you'll treasure

for the rest of your life.

Good night.

I love you, Bethy.

I love you, too.

On the day it happened,

I remember thinking what a beautiful day it was.

How good it felt to be outside.

How that warm breeze

felt like the summer had finally arrived.

Bethy, let's go.

You sure do have a pretty new haircut

to take with you.

Thank you.

Mary, good luck!

Thank you.

Bye! - Bye.

Your hair's so shiny! - Thanks.

Trevor's coming over

with Aunt Sarah tonight for dinner.

Will you help me cook?

Keep walking to your car. - Excuse me?

Get into your car. - What?

Get in now, this side.

Okay.

Come here, baby.

Behind the wheel. Drive.

Quickly! - Okay.

I said drive!

Just please, don't point the gun at her.

I'll do whatever you want.

Go this way for awhile.

Why are you doing this?

You know why, Mary.

I don't know you.

Don't say that!

If you say it again, I will kill you both.

Over there.

Drive as far back as you can go.

Okay.

Okay, stop.

Give me the keys.

Gimme the keys! - All right.

Get out.

Just do what he says. It's gonna be okay.

Mommy. - I know, honey.

If you run, I will shoot you.

Okay.

Get in.

No, please.

Get in! - Okay, just...

It's okay, baby.

Come on! - Okay!

Hey, car break down, mister?

No, we're good.

No!

Get off me! Shut up! Shut up!

Mommy!

It's okay, it's okay. I'm here.

It's okay, it's okay.

I'm scared. I want to go home!

What's your name?

Jason.

Hey, Jason...

my name is Mary, and this is my daughter, Beth.

You're not alone.

None of us are alone. Okay?

We're just... We're all gonna pray right now, okay?

Jason!

Jason!

Do you remember the color of the car, Matty?

Green.

Was it a big car?

Kind of.

It was long.

I think it had a white top.

No! Don't hurt him! Don't hurt him!

Mommy!

It's okay. I'm here.

I'm here. We're together.

Hey, sis.

Hey.

Sorry we're late.

It's fine. Mary and Beth aren't here yet.

Hi, Aunt Sarah.

Hey, bugaboo.

Trevor, you want to go show Steven

what you brought to play with?

I'm sure she still has a lot to get done

before you leave.

I know. We leave in two weeks.

Have you found a renter?

No, not yet.

We're still trying to get our stuff in storage.

Hard to believe it's already time for you to go.

I know.

I really admire what you're doing,

but I sure wish you weren't going.

You know Mary.

Once she gets her mind made up about something...

Please, we need water.

No, get out. Come on.

Hurry.

Come on, Bethy.

To the van.

Get in.

Get in!

This way...

And keep going.

It's okay...

It's okay.

All right, let's go.

All right.

It's okay, it's okay.

I'm here. We're together.

Please, she's terrified.

Please, just tell me what you want.

Please.

No.

No, no, no, please.

Get in the closet.

Mommy.