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-I'm Letty. -Javier.
You're not an English teacher. You're a thief.
Amazing, considering what you do for a living.
And if you don't tell the truth, Silk will!
When I was young watching movies,
I always thought it was so stupid when they dump a body in the river.
I thought, why don't they make a friend at a funeral home and cremate the body?
-Your sister lives here? -She used to.
Thanks for doing this.
I'm driving down to Ava's anyway.
That was a huge help.
Hey, Uncle Jav.
-Jacob. -Hi, Dad.
-Get out! Get out of here! -I will get my son.
Don't worry, custody almost always goes to the mother.
Unless the mother is me.
Rhonda Lashever, FBI.
Your former parole officer said that you might be willing...
...to help me locate this man.
They will guarantee you get custody of Jacob.
All you have to do is give us his handle.
-This is you? -Yeah.
Philanthropist?
I do hereby grant full custody...
...of Jacob Michael Raines to his mother.
I sold you out to the FBI.
How else do you think I got Jacob?
If you don't wanna be with me, that's fine, but please,
don't walk in there and throw your life away.
If you're gonna raise a kid, you have to be totally selfless,
and that will be a good thing for you to try on.
I was so hoping you'd be here.
I'm here.
We need to go right now.
Oh, shit.
He got away.
We'll find him.
Oh, my God.
Why'd you set the alarm so early?
I thought you were working the lunch shift.
I am.
But you're taking Jacob to sign up for school.
Yeah.
Yeah.
Are you guys done?
How can I help you?
I'd love for my son to go to school here.
Okay, where is he?
Right there.
All right, fill this out.
All 17 pages, plus the birth certificate,
record of immunization, former school records,
and proof of guardianship.
Of what?
Guardianship, custody.
Why would I pay a ton of money for him to go to private school...
...if he wasn't actually my kid?
We need the records.
Look, we just moved here a few days ago.
We're living only a few blocks away,
and he really needs to be in school.
If you could just start now, I promise I'll get you...
...all the forms and records ASAP.
-If he could just start now? -Yeah.
I'm sorry, it's the middle of the school year.
We have no room for your son.
For anyone, or for my son specifically?
For anyone.
Okay, you know when they say...
...there are no more tables available at a restaurant,
and there's always one open in the back?
There are no more tables available.
All right.
Fill out the forms,
and if any other student moves or drops out or flunks,
your son will be third on the wait list.
Third?
I'm sure he'll be in by April or May.
Seriously?
As long as he nails the interview.
This isn't how a bribe works.
We'll home school you.
-What? -It's a thing.
I know what it is. We're not doing that.
Yes, we are, and you don't get to talk to me that way.
You never even graduated from high school,
and Javier doesn't speak English.
Yes, he does.
You know what I mean.
Right.
But home schooling will be way more fun.
We can learn about whatever we want whenever we want.
That's the exact opposite point of school.
Says who?
Can't I just go to a normal public school?
They would have to let me in.
No, they wouldn't.
We've been here three days, and we're renting an Airbnb.
You need a permanent address.
So, let's get a permanent address.
We need to be sure we like it here.
I like it here.
And we need enough money.
Can't you just steal some?
Baby, listen to me, I'm not...
I'm not doing those things anymore.
You are all I want in this world, and now that I have you,
I'm gonna do everything I can to make a normal life for us.
So why are we using fake names?
All the things I used to do are why they took you away from me.
-You know that, right? -Yeah.
Well, so, there are people from my past...
...who might try and find me, and I don't want that to happen.
I want a clean start.
If we use new names, we can easily do that.
Does that make sense?
We will have a real house, you will go to a real school,
we will have a normal life, do you hear me?
Beautiful day.
It's supposed to be like this tomorrow, too.
Good.
But I don't think you will be here tomorrow.
Why not?
I know what you did to your brother a few years ago.
He wants you to pay for that.
He asked me if I could help him, and I said that I would.
Funny.
I got the same story about you.
Only I was told to shoot you.
Does my name have to be Michael, though?
Your middle name is Michael.
But if I get to have a whole, new name,
why can't it be more interesting, like Tristan?
Tristan? No.
People named Tristan are fictional characters...
...who have to turn into animals so that women will have sex with them.
Fine. Then Lachlan.
It's Scottish.
Exactly. You can't be Scottish.
I could be half-Scottish.
No, it's, it's a thinker.
A what?
People will think too much about it.
You never want people to think too much.
Just be Michael. Trust me. This is what I'm good at.
Can we just tell the public school this is our permanent address?
They'll know it's not true in two seconds.
Don't worry, I'm gonna get everything we need for home school.
How will you know what to get?
What do you mean?
You're not a teacher.
I remember sixth grade.
I'll be back soon. Just hang here.
And do what?
I don't know.
It's recess. Play.
Hi.
Where are you?
Working.
They called me in early.
Okay.
Bye.
Your call has been forwarded to an automated voice message system.
Can I help you find anything?
Do you have these in a 10? I don't see any in the pile.
I'm sure we do, let me check in the back.
Thanks, Meg.
-You're late. -I know, I'm sorry.
My kid was sick.
-Hey. -Hi.
-What are you doing in here? -What are you doing in here?
I asked you first.
You never park in here.
It's supposed to rain.
No, it's not.
What are you doing here?
I was looking for a glue gun.
A what?
Excuse me.
Is this your son?
Are you okay, baby?
Yeah, I was just playing at the beach.
Is there a problem, Officer?
Are you his father?
No, but I'm his mother.
Where's his father?
Myrtle Beach.
Why? Who cares?
I found him alone at the beach.
I played outside all the time when I was a kid.
Things are different now.
Children can't be alone in public places.
We're very sorry, Officer.
Thank you for bringing him home.
What is the law, so we know for next time?
-Who are you? -There's no law.
The only thing in the state of Georgia...
...is that children under 8 years old shouldn't be left alone at home.
Keep reading that thing.
Children between the ages of 9 and 12,
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