Finding Carter

Previously on "Finding Carter... "

- What do you think he's up to? - I can't figure out what it is.

In the end, people show you who they really are.

You gotta pay attention.

Did she send you here to babysit me?

- I'm trying to help you. - Stop.

- I don't want to lose you. - It's too late.

My publisher said my tour dates are locked.

Do you think that this is the best time for you to leave?

How could you sit there and eat dinner with them

and then steal from my dad?

Screw you.

He took your watch with him.

You talking about this watch?

He packed up his things and left.

I have no idea where he is.

Okay. Eyeliner?

There.

- Thanks. - Okay.

Velvet plum or candy charade?

Do you ever wonder about the fate of womankind

when these are the first choices we make every morning?

Not if we make the right choice.

- Candy. - Great choice.

You've been checking your phone every ten seconds since you woke up.

I'm trying to get Ben to answer me.

Well, you're officially entering territory

reserved for telemarketers and stalkers.

I know. I've tried everything.

Remorse. Humility.

Contrite emoji face.

And you think overwhelming him with texts is gonna help?

I feel awful.

I went out of my way to make him feel like he could trust me

and then I accused him of stealing.

I just want to apologize.

Well, it sounds like you've tried.

Now you just have to leave it alone.

I can't just leave it alone, Taylor.

Okay.

What can I do now?

I'm not quite with this

"Let's go say hi to my sister's former kidnapper," plan.

I get it.

But she was the last person to see him.

Carter?

Taylor.

- What a surprise. - Yeah.

Um, we're looking for Ben.

Well, I wish I could tell you that I've heard from him.

Well, do you have any idea where he might be?

Maybe one of his old foster homes or something?

I have no idea.

And I can't call social services and ask.

I have a home study visit coming up soon.

It would not look good if I don't know where he is.

What's a home study visit?

His social worker comes to check things out,

make sure he's okay.

And what happens if he's not there?

Chances are I lose him for good.

This is about the halfway mark,

so maybe you guys could come out for...

- Hey, Max. - Hey.

My dad was just showing me his route for the book tour.

Oh. Where all does it take you?

26 cities in two months.

That's a lot of cities.

I don't mind the travel,

it's the interviews that get to you.

The same questions over and over.

And a lot of bad coffee.

Where's the first stop?

Poughkeepsie.

You know the post office there was commissioned

by Franklin Roosevelt in 1937?

Hope that's not its claim to fame.

I'm afraid it is.

But my publishers say it's all part of the strategy.

Yeah, well, I hope this strategy still includes

taking me to high school orientation tomorrow.

Is that tomorrow?

Whoa, you're already going to that?

Yeah.

Next year I join the big leagues.

They like to prepare us middle schoolers early.

I'm supposed to sign some papers with my publisher,

but I'll move things around. I can make it work.

I can take him. I can show you what's what.

Yeah. Yeah, that'd be awesome.

You sure, bud?

Well, you're taking off for two months,

so I mean, might as well get used to it.

Well, done and done, then.

Hey.

Carter.

Taste this.

Okay.

Mmm. What is that?

I'm calling it the Magic Hour Mojito.

Got a Bachelorette party coming in next week,

and they requested them.

Ah. Drunk bachelorettes.

I'll be off that night, right?

You know, actually, I was gonna teach you how

to make these so you could take care of them.

Wow.

And here I was thinking you were starting to like me again.

Please. You know you're good for business.

You're natural with the customers,

and you're fast with the register.

Are you saying you're glad I made you give me a second chance?

Why don't we focus on making mojitos.

Sure.

Mint. Lime.

Now, the secret to a perfect mojito is the muddle.

Give it a go.

Oh. What are you doing?

- What? - Really. Here.

- You gotta mash it, all right? - Mash.

- Mash it. - Don't shred.

- Okay. - Mash.

Gentle and firm.

Perfect.

What?

Like I said, you're good for business.

Okay. Now get some club soda.

Hey, Liz, you got a sec?

Yeah, what's up?

It's about an arrest I made.

I thought you might want to know about it.

One of my cases?

Actually, it's Kyle Madeiros' boy.

Gabe.

Here.

You can't tell me I didn't mix that one right.

Oh, sugar. Definitely more sugar.

What? That was spot on. You're just messing with me.

Just give it one more go.

Fine. That one was perfect.

Whoa!

I guess it's okay to smell like a bar if you work in one, right?

In my office, got a bag, a couple extra shirts, grab one.

- Sorry. - Right.

Thank you.

Where are they?

I gotcha. Hold on.

There you go.

Thank you.

I'm sorry. I'm sorry.

It's the alcohol.

I mean, I've been wanting to do that for a long time.

He blew a .16 on the breathalyzer.

What'd they do with his car?

They towed what was left of it to the impound.

It was bad.

Thanks for coming to me first.

He's lucky to be alive.

Oh, and there was somebody with him, but he had no I.D. on him.

I owe you one. Thanks.

Ben?

You two were together?

Yeah, we were together.

Are you all right?

Yeah, we're a little banged up, but nothing major.

Gabe, you could have killed yourself or someone else.

Do you know what you blew on that breathalyzer?

Yeah, your friend told me.

He's really your friend, because he's not charging you.

Do you know how lucky you are?

Yeah.

I'm the luckiest guy on Earth.

All right, I'm taking you both home.

If it's all the same to you, I'll just Uber.

- Um, okay. - Okay.

We should probably, uh...

No one's out there.

Yeah, we should, definitely.

Just so you know, I don't normally go around...

No, no, neither do I.

I really do have a rule about not hooking up with employees.

Ah. Though to be honest, uh...

it looks like that won't be a problem much longer.

Why? Are you firing me again?

No, no, no, we covered that.

You're great, you're beyond great, just...

The bar's not doing so great, you know?

The bar's in the hole.

A pretty deep hole.

- Seriously? - Yeah.

How? It's packed almost every night.

Gentrification.

The rents in this hood are just going...

Insane.

What are you gonna do?

Well, have you ever thought of moving it?

It's a family business.

You know, it's been in this spot for three generations.

Just doesn't feel right, you know?

That sucks.