Refuge

911, what's your emergency?

It's-- it-- it-- it's my-- my daughter, Sophie.

She-- she's missing-- missing.

I ca-- I can't find her anywhere.

Sir, I'm gonna need you to calm down.

- What's your name? - Sam.

S-- Sam MacKenzie.

Sam-- Sam-- Sam MacKenzie.

My daughter, Sophie, she's 10 years old.

I we-- I went in to check on her this morning--

And the window was wide open.

She's just-- she's just-- she's gone!

Sir, I understand.

I need you to calm down.

What's your current address?

It's 7-5-1 Clymer Street.

All right. So tell me what happened.

Last night, she was in bed.

We ca-- we came home from a wedding.

We checked on her when we got back,

and then again at midnight, and then-- then now

she's-- she's just-- she's gone!

Sir, what do you mean she's gone?

Is there anybody else in the house with you?

The window is-- is open. She's not here.

I don't know where she could've gone to.

She was-- there's no way she would leave like this.

Sir, I'm sending an officer right over.

What if she's hurt?

Stay where you are.

Please, please just find my little girl.

Please find her.

Do not move. Do not go anywhere.

An officer is on his way.

Sir, an officer is on his way.

Good evening. A citywide search is underway

for 10-year-old Sophie MacKenzie.

Breaking news.

Police, along with the CBI,

have issued an Amber alert, and the reason--

We're using every resource we have.

We're trying to use air or helicopters that have--

From the FBI,

who can now confirm that Sophie was carrying

a prepaid burner phone.

Urgent message for the city of Philadelphia.

A child is missing.

And the various police need your assistance.

She is 10 years old,

Caucasian female, blonde hair, blue eyes,

4 feet 6 inches, and 70 pounds.

Why are you taking so long?

Please, please, please come.

We need to find her! Why? I don't know where she is.

I can't find her anywhere. You don't get it.

She's out there alone. We can't waste any more time.

She's just-- she's just a little girl!

She's all by herself. I'm so, so sorry. I'm sorry.

I'm begging you, please.

Please, you have to find her.

I don't mean to lose my temper.

I'm sorry, just hurry up, please.

I need you here now...

How do you not know your right from your left, man?

Well, I'm ambidextrous, so I never had to learn

the difference between right and left.

I can go both ways.

Did he take something this morning?

Is he still on drugs?

No, I'm sober. I promise. Tell him, Mike.

Are you?

Fucking tell him, Mike!

Believe it or not, he actually is sober.

Where the hell are we, man?

I got a bad feeling about this,

and this is another sign we should just go back.

What can go wrong on a fishing trip?

It's just Sam and the guys.

-Yeah. -We've done this before.

Everything could go wrong on a fishing trip.

That's like saying, "What could go wrong when you're flying

an airplane?", you know?

Well, no, no, well, statistically speaking,

it's safer to fly than to drive on the US highways.

-There you go, fun facts, Barry. -That's a fact!

Yep.

Why do you have to make everything so literal?

I just meant that a lot of things can go wrong.

You know what? I've been reading

on the community message boards about this--

Oh, there he goes again with the fake news bullshit.

No, no, no, no, no, mainstream media is bullshit, okay?

I'm just saying, I've been reading some things.

This place is fucking haunted. They got ghosts and shit.

Ghost and shit. He just said, you--

Was that a real laugh?

No.

You wouldn't fake that shit, would you?

Only a psychopath laughs like that.

Ted Bundy had a laugh like that.

He did, yeah.

Man, fuck you guys.

Let's go, man.

We're out here just wasting time.

Yeah, let me get the door for you there.

I remember this place being bigger.

Well, you used to be high all the time and shit, so.

- You fucker. - Yeah.

You know how that is.

Entrez-vous.

Oh, man, when was the last time we were here?

Oh God, it's gotta be, I don't know,

four years, one month, and one week

almost to this very day.

God, wow!

Hey!

Mike!

What the fuck?

It better not be like this the whole fucking time, man.

Really?

Well, come on, man. We always bunk together.

I just figured you'd sleep on the couch.

Yeah, well, why would I do that?

Because technically you live on a couch.

Well, you're not serious, are you?

No, he isn't.

Tell him, Mike.

Tell him what?

That you're willing to bunk with him.

Thanks, man.

Yeah.

So, uh, how's the real estate business, Barry?

It's going good. Yeah.

- Last year was good. - Mm-hmm.

The year before that was amazing.

This year, though, it's just been--

- It's been a bit slow. - Oh, come on.

Listen to this guy going, "Good."

You know he bought Donna a brand-new Tesla, right?

Upgraded the Ford to an F-350. He's got the Infiniti out there.

Man, you're killing it.

That's good, man. I'm proud of you.

Yeah, come on.

Thanks. Thank-- thanks, guys.

Thank you.

What about you, Jay?

Huh?

What-- what about me, what?

Are you listening to anything we're saying here?

A job. Have you got a job?

Job. Ha!

Uh, I'm fucking this 50-year-old cougar.

She's paying me.

I'm, you know, picking up groceries,

I'm cleaning the house, that kind of thing.

No one's talking about your QAnon sex life, Jay.

He asked if you had a job. You don't have a job.

You don't have a home.

That's why you sleep on my couch,

and you spend your days talking to fucking nutjobs online

and jerking off to God knows what.

Yeah, well, at least I got friends I talk to.

If you died tomorrow, no one would even notice.

The fuck you talking about?

I'm saying that you don't have any friends

and no one cares about you.

To be honest, I kind of-- I feel sorry for you.

I have friends.

Name me one friend you got.

- Paul Dorsey. - You work with him.

All right, well, fine. You're my friend.

I'm your brother.

Sam and Barry.

Sam, you haven't talked to in years.

Barry, you only talk to if you need something.

Let's face it, Mike, you have no one in your life.

You have no friends, and you've got these okay looks

and everything like that,

but you're really not getting any pussy.

Let's face it, you might be the most pathetic person

-I've ever-- -Shut the fuck up!

Enough!

Fucking cunt.

So, Mike, where are you teaching these days?

Uh, I'm up in Melrose now.

What's a guy like you doing in a shithole like that?

Everyone's gotta be somewhere, Sam.

Hm. How's it working out?

What it lacks in charm, it makes up for in character.

Yeah.

You know what's funny?

This guy can't hold a job for more than a year,

but I'm the one that's the fuckup, right?

Yeah, what? Walk away.

What?

Your anger's way out of control!

Fucking bullshit.

What's that you're smoking? Is that an e-cigarette?

Go fuck yourself.

Come on, give me a taste of it. What is it?