Escaping My Stalker

- : "She said she loved me.

Then she took off and left me."

0 Grandmother.

Hmm?

I found her.

Kid!

You're in the wrong alley. This is my place.

- Leave me alone. - I'll leave you alone once you pay the tax.

That's mine!

- Damn it... Hey! You want it? Come and get it.

Yeah, that's what I thought.

Hey!

I know you. It's Freddy, right?

- This ain't your business, bitch.

I'm terrified.

You can totally tell, can't you?

Here's the deal. I'm about to start making a lot of ugly noise.

And I bet the cops parked around the corner are gonna know why.

So... If I were you, I'd bounce before they get here.

Then again, I'm not you.

You OK, kid?

Yeah...

Listen, that guy's a punk.

A spare changer, but he holds a grudge.

You should steer clear for a while.

- I'm gonna find him and beat his ass.

- There's a plan. Or I can buy us some burgers instead.

Your call.

Alright, killer. Let's eat.

Life's change fast. I've spent my 16th birthday in a dumpster.

How old are you now?

Seventeen.

I got lucky last year.

I met some great people. Got me off the streets.

They can help you too. - I don't wanna any help.

You wanted that burger. How long it's been since you ate?

Two? Three days?

You look about 13.

What's your name?

James. Fourteen.

Over the hill, huh?

As you.

- I'm Taylor. Did you... run away from a group home?

That's what I did. My dad... died. So I got put in a bad place.

No one wanted to adopt me, so I walked.

So I was sleeping in abandoned buildings. This is one of my favorite.

- Why are you telling me all that?

- I want you to know you're not alone.

Thanks... But yes.

Do you have anyone? Mom? Dad?

No.

James, let me help you.

I'll give you my address just in case you get yourself into more trouble.

- Thank you so much. You can talk to Dray and he'll give you a receipt for your donation, OK?

Thank you.

Larry? - Yeah!

- Hi, sweetie! Look, we've got some donations. Blankets.

Your social media campaign worked.

Hey, can I grab Allison for a moment, sweetheart? - Yeah.

So, we had 4 new arrivals that came in at 7. - Okay.

- But they haven't been checked in yet.

So, I think we have enough beds;

maybe you should take one or two cots out from the back.

- Hmm. - Do you think you can do that?

- Yeah, no problem, Sandy. - OK, thank you.

So, how's everybody's doing? Are you all getting enough to eat?

It's great! - Okay!

- Mom. - Hey, Taylor. And who is this?

- You said you didn't have a mom. - I didn't then. But I do now.

Sandy and Larry adopted me. - Who's Larry?

- I guess that would be me. Who's this tough guy?

- His name's James. I found him dumpster diving over by the skatepark.

- Hmm. That's a tough neighbourhood.

Well, James, how do you feel about a bowl of my famous veggie stew?

- How about it? Still hungry? - Yeah...

- Alright, let's get you fixed up. Come on.

- Oh... I'll give him a space tonight.

- He could always stay with us. - I think we'll be alright.

You can't save everyone.

- I can try. - What is this place anyway?

- You've never been to a shelter? - No.

- Well, a long time ago, this is...

this is what they used to call a social club.

My wife Sandy and I, we got a good lease on the building and we turned it into a shelter.

It's mostly for young people.

But... our kitchen is opened to anyone who needs a hot meal.

You know, that's how we met Taylor. - She's cool. I like her.

Yeah, Taylor's the best.

- Why do you help kids? Why do you care?

'Cause I do.

- I hope Larry's okay. He's never very good at multitasking.

He's just on until midnight. Miles will be here soon.

- Yeah, but Miles usually just works the day shifts.

- You know, sometimes I think you worry out loud just to hear your own voice.

Smarty pants. You wanna drive?

- Let's go now, let's go tonight!

Where are we gonna go? Hmm?

Where are we gonna go? - I don't know.

We'll figure it out when we get there.

Yeah...

Yeah, that's a hell of a plan, buddy.

Ronny, I'm...

I'm sorry, I can't.

We can't.

We can't leave grandmother alone.

She will be sorry, Ronny.

She will be sorry.

And anyone else who loves her.

I promise you. I promise you, baby. I promise you.

- I'm leaving, grandmother. I have to get ready for tonight.

- Hold on the fort, I'm gonna make a bank run.

- Those boys are getting nasty again. I told them to cool it,

but you might want to crack some skulls before you leave.

Morons... I'll deal with it.

Hey! First time here?

- Yeah, I heard this was the place to throw down.

- You heard right. We keep it old-school.

- I like old-school. You know what they say about history: if you don't respect it...

You're going to repeat it.

Smart and pretty.

I think I'm in trouble. - Only if you're looking for trouble.

There's a new vert section over by the stairs. You should check it out.

Alright. Thanks!

Well... You should drop by sometime, show me a move or two.

- Your name's Clu? C-L-U? Like Clu Gulager from Return of the Living Dead?

- Yeah, yeah, yeah. My dad was a big fan.

- That movie was sick. - Hell yeah.

Well I do... hope to see you around. Sometime. Soon.

Well... That happened.

Hey, baby! - Hi!

We're late for the staff meeting. Get changed.

- Well, I had to treat our girl with some fine afterwork cuisine.

Haha! You mean grease burgers.

Did you find out any information about James today?

- No... Social services came by. They're looking into a foster home for him.

Nothing we can do. I'm sorry, honey, I know you like him,

but they're some rules.

Well the rules suck.

I Know.

- I forgot the county request form for Allison.

- Well, they say that memory's the second thing to go.

Oh, you're in trouble later.

If you remember later.

I'll be right back.

- Just be quiet when you go in because Taylor might be asleep.

OK.

Hey!

Aaah!

Dad!

Honey? Honey!

75250 Crest Lane! - Honey?

- My dad has been shot! Send an ambulance now!

Oh my God! - He's still alive!

Please hold on! Please hold on! - Larry! Larry, sweetheart!

Sweetie, hang in there, honey! Hang in there!

What happened? What happened? - I don't know!

- Mom... Is he okay? - The surgery went well...

That's the good news. - What's the bad news?

Hum... The bullet shattered

his leg beneath the knee. So... he's gonna be okay...

It's just gonna be a long recovery process.

I thought he was going to die.

- I know. It's okay. He's gonna be alright.

And they said that we'll be able to see him this evening.

OK? He's pretty out of it right now.

Okay? - Ms. Stewart?

Yes. - Detective Nick Salzner.

I was just at your house.

Do you think I can ask you and your daughter a few questions?

- Of course! - You found something?

- Yeah, but other than this, the assailant got away clean.

No fibers, no fingerprints...

Taylor, look, I know you didn't get a good look at the man's face,

but is there anything else you could give us? Height? Build, maybe?

I told the officer already...

It was too dark. It all happened so fast.

- Look at this. We found it in the hallway.

Oh my God!

- It's not unusual, with this kind of home invasion crime.

A burglar will enter a home then cuffs the occupant at gunpoint while they sack the place.

- He was standing right outside my door.

Could he have been there to get me?

- Do you have any reason to believe that anyone would want

to hurt you? Or abduct you?

Happy birthday, Ronny.

Pathetic boy... Just pathetic.

Is this how you pay your brother back?

On his own birthday?

You fouled everything up just like you always do.

- It wasn't my fault, grandma. She was supposed to be alone.

- You always have an excuse, don't you? Just like your mother.

- Please, don't talk about her that way.

The truth hurts, doesn't it?

She never loved you.

But I loved you.

I loved both you and Ronny, when nobody else did.

So why don't we just can the back talk?