Respite

What do I owe you?

Um, $600.

Thank you, Mr. Baz.

-Thank you. -That's the door.

You Jimmy? The private dick?

I ain't never forget about the man who ruined my marriage.

Shit!

Oh, shit!

What the hell?

Ah, this shit better be good. It's 7:00 a.m. Fuck!

Okay!

-Hello. -Are you Detective Jimmy Baz?

Yeah, that's me.

Our son is missing.

Please help us find our son.

Oh. Uh... Let me put some pants on, okay?

Um, please come in. Come in, come in.

Okay. Now, excuse the mess.

I, um, I've been working on a very big case last night.

Can you find our son?

Uh... One second.

Okay, uh... Please sit down. Please.

Okay.

How long has he been missing for?

Almost four days.

Okay, and how old is he?

Twenty-two.

Twenty-two.

And is it possible he could have gone off with a friend or a girlfriend anywhere?

He wouldn't have gone off without telling us first, without calling us.

He was supposed to come home this weekend,

and when we didn't hear from him, we called, but nothing.

Please, Mr. Baz. The cops aren't doing anything,

and we... we don't know what we're supposed to do.

I don't think I'm the right guy for this.

Your ad says you find people.

I do, but it's usually people who owe money.

Well, we'll pay...

whatever it takes to help you find our Khalid.

Please, Mr. Baz. Khalid is a good boy.

He wouldn't just disappear like that without calling us.

Something must have happened to him.

Look, I'm sorry. I'd... I'd love to help you.

I just don't think I'm the right person for this.

I think you should try the police again.

Come on, Anna.

Is that your son?

Yes.

Then you can imagine what it would feel like

to learn that your son is missing.

Forget it, Anna. We'll find someone better.

Okay, okay.

Just, uh, let me get myself together and... I'll come by your place.

3712 Kenwood Avenue.

Thank you, Mr. Baz.

Fuck.

Mr. Baz.

The police just got here.

What? You just... You told me they wouldn't help you.

After hounding them all weekend,

they finally sent over a couple detectives

to take down a report.

Please come in.

And, uh...

When was the last time you spoke to your son?

Thursday night. He was supposed to come home that weekend.

Maybe he met a girl. Uh...

Went to Atlantic City with his friends.

He's in college, after all.

No, he wouldn't go off like that without calling us.

We speak to him every night.

We tried calling that weekend

and it went straight to voicemail.

Last night we went to the dorm room and we spoke to his roommate.

And he said that he hadn't been home all weekend.

It's just not him.

He just wouldn't disappear like that.

Well, legally, he's an adult.

What does that matter?

He's free to disappear wherever he likes.

Come on, Alves. The kid's been missing for over 72 hours.

Who is this guy? You know him?

Hello, Jimmy.

Jimmy Baz. I represent...

The Turners.

I represent the Turners. They hired me as their private investigator.

I didn't think you'd take a case like this.

Well, I did.

Now, both of you are going to get off your asses

and help them find their kid?

The kid is 22 years old.

We can't go looking for every college kid

that goes off partying for the weekend.

- -Look, we told you.

He wouldn't do that.

Come on, Alves. What if this kid is really missing?

The least you can do is put out an APB.

Okay, Jimmy. We'll look into it.

-Come on, Amir. -Let's go.

Is it all right if we hold on to this picture?

Are you gonna help us?

I hate to ask this question, but...

You're not his biological parents, are you?

No, we're not.

We adopted him ten years ago.

He was 12 years old, an Afghani refugee.

Any chance that he reached out to his parents,

or his parents reached out to him?

They're dead.

He won't tell us much other than he lost his parents in the war.

May I see his room?

He was a good boy.

Always kept a very neat room.

He was a straight-A student.

He won first place at a science fair in high school.

A Quran. He's Muslim.

We wanted him to practice whatever religion he believed in.

Did he attend the mosque or any after-school activities?

Not that we know of.

He kept to himself most of the time.

Any friends? Anybody he spent time with?

He was a shy boy.

So, the last person to actually see Khalid

was his college roommate?

Yeah.

And where does he live?

I'm doing everything I can. It's on you. You can't...

Oh, what's up, man? Can I help you?

Does Khalid live here?

Uh, yeah.

I was hired by his parents to find him.

What? Oh, he hasn't turned up yet?

Mmm-mmm.

Can I come in?

Uh, yeah, man. Yeah, come on.

All right, time out, guys. I got somebody at the door.

Okay, ladies and gentlemen.

Look, Amanda, you always arguing with me about this.

It's not that serious. I get it...

So, when was the last time you saw Khalid?

Uh, I think it was on Thursday.

I saw him in the morning before class.

Did he say anything, that he was gonna go anywhere this weekend?

I mean, he usually goes to his parents' home

and he helps them out with the family business or something.

Does he have any friends, like, places he goes?

Anywhere he would hang out on the regular?

Look, man, I...

I never really saw him hanging out with anyone around school.

When you're studying pharmacology, you know,

it's usually pretty tough with the courses, so...

He's normally studying all the time.

You know, other than studying at the library, though,

I think he, um... Think he studies at this hookah lounge.

Hookah lounge? You know which one? Where?

Nah, man. Um... Um...

It's out on Clinton, though. I think it's in Clinton.

-Clinton? -Yeah.

So... That's all I got, man.

Um, can I see his room?

Oh, yeah, yeah, yeah. It's right back here. I'll show you.

He's normally pretty clean. Really clean.

Keeps everything neat.

-Uh, I'll let you do it. -Okay. Okay.

Looks like he packed to leave for a long time.

Uh, I guess. I don't know.

Can you do me a favor?

Call me if you hear from him or see him.

Sure.

Hope you find him.

Hey.

Can I help you?

Yeah.

You know who this kid is?

I'm not the police.

I'm a private investigator hired by the family to find Khalid.

He's been missing since Thursday.

Of course, I know Khalid.

He often comes here to study.

When was the last time you saw Khalid?

He was here Wednesday night.

Was he alone?

He's always alone.

He comes here, he sits by the window and studies quietly,

smokes hookah and drinks mint tea.

Was there anything unusual or strange about his behavior that night?

Come to think of it, he did run off in a hurry.

I was at the bar, preparing a hookah for a customer.

When I looked up, I saw Khalid run out the door.

And he left the money on the table.

And that's strange because?