Perception

A man loses both limbs and gets robotic ones

that he can power with his mind.

A gaggle of baby geese accepts a zoologist as their mother.

And lewicki, having a hard time finding romance,

turns to a virtual sex simulator

created by an adult-toy company in Japan.

Prosthetic limbs, filial imprinting,

Japanese sex robots.

What do they all have in common?

They're all replacements.

From limbs made of steel and wires

to mothers that aren't even of the same species

to highly evolved self-pleasure devices --

as far as the brain is concerned, if it gets the job done,

does it really matter if it ain't the real thing?

I always knew you were a perfect 10,

but who knew you were a 780?

Excuse me? Your credit score.

Okay, I know my credit rating.

What I don't know is why you're rating me.

I gave you a 10.

Benevolent sexism, don.

Look it up.

Can I start over?

Please.

I...

Found our dream house.

Whoa.

Pretty amazing, right?

Okay, remind me. When did we decide to start house hunting?

I've just been poking around on some real-estate sites

just to get a sense of the market.

I just feel like we've got enough on our plates without buying a house.

I'm not saying we should buy it. Just take a look.

Moretti.

Okay. I'm on my way.

We're gonna have to talk real estate later.

Why? What's going on?

Baby's just been kidnapped.

He's -- he's been so fussy lately

that I didn't want to wake him,

so I decided I would unload the groceries

before I took him out of his car seat.

Oh, my God.

How could I have been so stupid?

Lucy, don't blame yourself.

We need to focus on finding your baby.

Now, how long was he out of your sight?

A minute. Two at the most.

By the time I sat the bags down and came back,

the window was smashed and he was gone!

Hang in there, okay? You're doing great.

Now, exactly how old is Owen?

Eight weeks. He has blue eyes.

Oh, here. I have a picture of him on my phone.

He's beautiful.

Okay, I'm e-mailing this to myself now,

and we're gonna circulate this

to all of the local law-enforcement agencies.

Any known medical issues?

He's a little colicky.

Okay.

And who else lives in the house?

Just me and Owen.

And the baby's father?

His name's Andrew O'Leary.

And have you been in contact since Owen's disappearance?

I'm not sure how to get ahold of him.

He's not really in our lives anymore.

I-I thought he wanted to be a f-father, but he walked out.

Any idea where he might be?

He's -- he's a Humvee mechanic in the army, if that helps.

Don't worry. We'll find him.

Now, when you were outside unloading the groceries,

did you see anyone?

A garbage collector, mail carrier,

neighbor, anyone at all?

God, I don't know.

There could have been someone,

but I wasn't paying attention.

I'm so stupid!

Have you seen any suspicious people

or vehicles in the neighborhood recently?

Well, I saw a strange car yesterday.

It was parked out in front.

And then I saw that same car

speeding up the street just a few hours ago.

Could you describe the car or the driver?

No, I didn't see the driver,

and I'm not really good with cars.

But I did write down the license-plate number

just in case.

Hang on.

Thank you.

Put out an Amber alert.

Right away.

So, how well do you know Lucy Halpern?

Well, she's kind of the quiet, shy type.

Stays to herself mostly.

Do you ever see her with the baby?

Oh, yeah.

She's always strolling him up and down the street here,

but she always looks so exhausted.

I half worry she's gonna wander into traffic.

Boy, I'll tell you,

motherhood is no picnic for that one, that's for sure.

Owen is only eight weeks old.

Please, if there is anyone out there

who has any information about his disappearance,

please, please help the police find him.

He needs his mother.

If the person who took him is watching,

I don't care who you are or why you did it.

I-I just want him back!

Lewicki, get that.

Dr. Pierce's residence.

Yeah, right here.

It's Kate.

Hey.

Hey. Turn on channel 9?

Yeah, we're watching it.

Could you come over, talk to her?

For emotional support or 'cause you think

she did something to her baby?

I don't know, but it would be helpful

if you could...Evaluate her mental health, discreetly.

Daniel: You've got nobody to -- to help you,

no family or friends?

No, there's just me.

I can't imagine how hard that must be

with all the diaper changes and the feedings and the crying.

Yeah. Do you have kids?

No.

No.

So, when's the last time you had a full night's rest?

I don't know.

Probably not since I became a mom.

Chronic sleep deprivation can wreak havoc on your mood.

Have you been feeling irritated or angry lately?

Well, yeah, I guess a little.

Yeah, but who wouldn't feel a little frustrated

taking care of a sick baby all alone?

Of course.

What do you do when you feel frustrated?

Do you think that I hurt my own baby?

Is that what this is about?

I'm not making any allegations. I'm just here to help.

I would never hurt Owen. Never.

I want everyone to lay back when we get there.

Let me make the first approach.

We don't want to spook the perp.

Any questions?

Let's move.

Hey, what's -- what's going on?

The car the neighbor I.D.'D was spotted at heise park.

How'd it go with Lucy? Not good.

Talk to you when I get back.

Excuse me, miss? FBI.

I need to see some identification from you.

Woman: What's this about?

Ma'am?

Kate: Miss?

Stop! FBI!

Woman: Is the baby all right?!

Somebody call an ambulance!

Sir, it's okay. We don't need the paramedics.

It's just a doll.

It's amazing how real this thing looks.

Here. You want to practice?

Okay, I don't know what's creeping me out more --

you or the doll.

Are we even sure that this is Lucy's baby?

Yeah. Same face.

Lucy's got some 'splainin' to do.

I have an agent bringing her in.

What about the dollnapper?

Figured I'd call c.P.D., hand her over for larceny.

Well, hang on a sec.

If Betsy was fooled by the doll like we all were

and her original intent was to steal a child,

I could still prosecute her for kidnapping.

I knew it was a doll all along.

I know how crazy I must seem, but I couldn't help it.

I had to take him.

Why?

Six months ago... I had a baby.

Cody.

He was a born with a congenital heart defect.

He only survived seven weeks.

I'm so sorry for your loss.

I've been having a really hard time

figuring out what to do with myself.

I told my therapist that I'm always feeling

this overwhelming need to just hold him again.

She suggested I get a reborn.

They're crafted to look as lifelike as possible.

Some women get really into them. In what way?

Buy them clothes and toys

and have baby showers.

They treat the dolls like they're real?