Amber Alert

Hey, Sophia!

All right.

Wait!

Hey, wait, I'm here.

Wait, wait, wait. I'm right here!

What the hell happened to the eight-minute rule?

Shit.

All right, love. You have a good day.

Yes, you, too.

Hey, sweetie. Hey.

Oh, oh! I will get that. Thank you.

Excuse me. Hi.

I just booked a car with you guys.

- Sorry, it was my last ride. - No, no, no.

Listen, I literally just now booked a car with you guys,

and he took off

and I can't be late to this thing.

The next car is 10 minutes away.

I already took my sign down.

Okay, off the books, then. We can do cash.

Look, I really would,

but I gotta be in Middletown, like, right now.

Middletown? No, that's perfect.

I have to be in Hurstbourne.

So, you know, it's 22 minutes to get there

and a couple of minutes out of your way.

Did I mention I'm also a murderer?

Like, I murder my passengers.

You know what? That is okay.

Really big needle, like, right through the eyeball.

You know what? She looked pretty alive to me.

Yeah, but she only has one eye now.

You just can't see her from this angle.

I will make you a deal.

Okay? If you get me there with both eyes and alive,

I'll give you a big, fat tip.

But the sign stays down,

which means we're listening to my music.

- Your music. Oh, boy. - You cannot complain.

Yes.

Aw, Luke, what's that face, bubba?

- You want this? - The grass.

He's not a huge fan.

Just because you hate the outdoors.

Since when do I hate the outdoors?

Have you ever taken the kids camping?

- Or fishing? - Fishing?

Where's the, um... It's just flashing at me.

Switch it to video. No, at the bottom.

You're too slow.

Come get me. I'm coming.

Wait, wait.

Henry! Don't make her scream like that.

Why don't you guys play hide and seek?

Caught you! I'm counting first.

20, 19, 18...

This is why the whole world gets infected so easily.

Your generation has it all backwards.

My generation's to blame.

You're so afraid to go outside.

Now, you have no immune system.

15, 14...

13, 12, 11...

ten, nine, eight, seven,

six, five, four,

three, two, one.

Ready or not, here I come.

When I was Charlotte's age,

I was out the front door by sunup

and didn't come home until the street lamps turned on.

Yes, I know.

And your phones were plugged into the wall

and you had to walk to school uphill both ways.

And that is true, bubba.

I would get all tangled up in the phone cord

holding your mama and talking to the doctor

because she was colic and never stopped crying.

I'm just saying,

I practically raised you in the wilderness.

Where's Charlotte?

I practically raised you in the wilderness.

Monica, where's Charlotte?

I'm just saying,

I practically raised you in the wilderness.

Charlotte?

Charlotte?

Charlotte!

Henry!

Henry?

Charlotte!

Charlotte!

Charlotte!

911. What's your emergency?

Mobile 14, you're clear to the ramp.

- How fast was he driving? - What's your emergency?

I think he is better now, thank you.

I think... He's up anyway and he's...

- He's going to be all right. - Yes. Okay.

You're fine now. You did good.

- You hear me? - Oh, thank...

- They're coming? - Yes, ma'am.

Paramedics will take over from there.

Good. Thank you.

Okay.

911. What's your emergency?

Charlotte!

- Okay, ma'am. - Charlotte!

Charlotte! Charlotte!

Charlotte!

I got a live one here.

Abduction. Seven-year-old girl from the park on Centennial,

right in front of her mom.

- Phil. - Ex-husband, family members?

She called her ex. He's in Oregon.

No family disputes.

Phil, I know how to vet these things.

We've got an AMBER Alert.

Charlotte Bryce, seven years old.

Yellow dress, white shoes, pink socks,

brown hair, blue eyes.

I'm standing by for a photo.

- You said the the park on Centennial? Okay. - Mmm-hmm.

- What about the car? - Uh...

Black or dark gray Toyota Camry.

Shit. Of course, it is.

Plate number?

A plate number?

She didn't get the plate number.

No, she didn't.

- I know, but look... - No, no, absolutely not.

Come on.

We've got to have a plate number.

All right? We have to field a million calls.

Just have the mother call me and I'll talk to her myself.

Yeah. Okay.

I'm not going to pretend to understand

what you're feeling right now,

but what we're talking about

is the country's most popular make and model car.

If I blast an AMBER Alert across the whole city,

we're going to be flooded with calls

about every gray, silver and black car

that looks anything like a Toyota.

I'm very sorry, but without a license plate,

you know, how are we going to...

What did they say?

What's in Middletown?

Hmm?

What's in Middletown?

Xbox and pizza?

No, I'm not a gamer.

So, what? You're gonna go to Murder-Con?

Spend some time with your peers.

No, it's a date, actually.

A really fancy date...

at a fancy restaurant with fancy food,

if you must know.

A blind date?

People even do that anymore?

Oh...

Oh, is that what you're late for?

No.

Why you look scared?

You thought it might be with me?

No, that's not what I said.

Hey, hold on. What if it was with me?

That would be fine.

Perfect. I just...

Not a big gamer. So...

Monica Bryce is here.

You know...

Me...

I can only imagine.

But you must have seen this before.

You have to know what kind of a person

does that kind of thing.

And that kind of a person

just gets to take my little girl and drive away?

Can you send both these images to Cici?

Yes.

Come with me.

Thank you, Miss Bryce.

Um, Miss Bryce, please have a seat.

- Okay. - We'll be right with you.

- Okay. - Thank you.

Okay.

Look, with this kind of volume,

the only way this works

is if we reroute dispatch to Baker and Delta,

patch into a dedicated line.

And I want you catching on this.

Wait. Whoa.

- Just me? - Just you.

Phil, how do we do this with one line?

Talk fast.

Yeah, this is Sergeant Casey, badge number 450-277.

Requesting an AMBER Alert. Immediate dispatch.

Oh. Uh...

- Uh, hey, Shannon, I'm sorry. - Where are you?

Uh, hold on, real quick.