Bellevue

Mother called in. Reported him missing at 6 A.M.

We found a jean jacket, a cell and a bike,

all confirmed by Maggie Sweetland

to belong to her 16-year-old son, Jesse.

He's our most ridiculously talented hockey player.

And he's into the make-up and the...

Yes. Rumor has it he's contemplating

his gender identity.

Remember those riddles I got when I was young?

They messed you up really bad.

Did you ever get a lead on who sent them

that you never told me about?

- It's from the Nativity Scene. - Jesse religious?

Maybe caught in the middle.

Daisy, it's Mom! Open up!

- Who was he?! - Who?

- The man! - There's no one here, baby.

It was here.

Look.

What am I looking at? Graffiti?

He did both of them.

This painting and the scene earlier.

He?

He's back.

Who's back?

The asshole who sent me riddles.

Why would you say that?

Pedophile, Sid, gave me a note

with the exact same riddle I couldn't solve as a kid.

It led me here.

Jesus, Annie.

Had to see if there's anything to it before I told you.

You sure it's the same guy?

Annie.

There is something else.

He did this while Daisy in the car?

Yeah.

I'll kill him.

Gimme your phone.

Nobody's looking at these,

and getting conversion therapy, okay?

Even you're not.

You got it from the evidence.

You got it from the, from the porn,

and from the fence, or from the scar.

- It has nothing to do with Jesse. - But why is he doing it?

Because he's psycho!

When you were eight years old, he messed you up so bad,

that you stopped eating until the fucking bones

came through your fucking face. Do you remember that?

Just 'cause he's a nut job doesn't mean he doesn't know about Jesse.

You tell anyone about this, they're gonna think we're nuts.

I will find him. You stay away from this.

- Do you understand? - Fine.

Daisy.

She won't even talk to me.

What happened last night? She said you two had a fight?

She's never not talked to me before.

Give her space. She'll come around.

You sure it was just a fight? Felt like more.

Anything I need to be worried about here?

Either of you?

You getting any sleep?

I gotta work.

- Anything from the prints? - No.

Did you get a trace on whoever called dispatch about Driver.

Already on it.

I'm just saying, that even if you call from a public place

and we don't get anything, we can get a pattern.

I got it, Annie. Alright?

I'm pretty sure he watches me.

Well then, I'll have a uniform drive by your house every few hours.

Didn't work before.

I've been looking into conversion therapy.

It ranges from talk therapy to electric shocks

while showing the patient images of things

they should hate themselves for wanting.

But what's the blood on the jacket?

We're talking about a bunch of sadistic amateurs.

I'm guessing they wanted the basics,

and made up their own rules.

He had the scar for a few days.

So maybe it's an ongoing thing.

So he was doing it without going missing.

Why is this night different?

Maybe it got outta hand, he fought back.

We know he showed up in a dress.

That would piss people off.

He's... 5'10?

Hey, Martin. Probably looking within this range, okay?

He rode his bike here.

It's not like he was dragged.

Can't knock this one out of the park yet, Ryder?

Children.

Found something.

Looks like skin.

I'm gonna go talk to Maggie.

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Are you sick?

Stay away.

You need to do a lot more than stand next to me

to get what I got.

Why are you proud of that?

Sure you wanna be here?

I wanna see people.

I want to look in their eyes.

I've been thinking about the scar on Jesse's hand.

There's some people, religious people,

who believe there are ways to convert...

He's a drama queen.

He's still gonna make it to the first game of the season.

He'll show up.

Yeah, in a tutu.

Idiots.

How can you know that what's inside a person isn't pure evil?

You can't.

Evil looks just like you and me.

Maggie. Did somebody talk to you about converting Jesse?

I'm not judging.

I'm just trying to put together pieces.

If this was going on it could help us...

Going on?

No.

This wasn't going on.

- Okay. I needed to ask. - Dear Lord.

Please give us grace and patience

in this time of crisis.

And give us guidance, oh Lord,

that we may find young Jesse...

I told him 'no'.

What did you do with my kid?

Where is he?!

Where is he?!

Where is he?!

Thank you, Detective.

So yesterday, when I asked you if you knew Jesse,

you said no.

I said no, he didn't have a relationship with the church,

- try as we might. - Semantics?

A kid's missing.

What did you talk to Maggie about, Father?

Ah... it was a kind of talk therapy

that focuses on reorientation and healing.

Healing?

So he's sick?

Does your congregation know that you feel he's sick?

It's no secret that the church doesn't agree

with the path Jesse was heading towards.

I went to see Maggie.

Sat with her in her living room, it was very respectful.

And she said no.

And that's the last it was spoken of?

Yeah.

We have reason to believe

that someone may have carried out a violent form

of conversion therapy on Jesse.

And you think I...

I think that they might have gotten the idea from you.

One of your flock.

Took measures into their own hands.

God is love.

People here know that.

If there's nothing further, I have to get back...

Of course.

Stellar questioning on your part.

It sounded like he wanted to read to Jesse from the bible.

It's Father J, Annie.

You serious?

It doesn't inspire confidence, a scene like that.

- Sorry? - People respect Father as a leader.

We need that stability right now.

Jameson is convinced that Jesse's sick.

There are all kinds of illnesses out there.

Not all of 'em strip the color from your cheeks.

I wish I had as much certainty on lunch

as your mom does on the big questions.

- I'm gonna be late. - Teenagers.

She watches one French film and it's all Paris.

No it's not! I have to go.

You're lucky you've got a bit more time

before Daisy gets her period.

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Man. This place.

- Memories. Am I right? - Hm.

The whole world was yours.

- You played too right? - Yeah.

Is that why you never got married?

Taste of the hockey life and one woman can't cut it?

Cops don't do so bad, Brady.

Oh yeah? Gimme some details.

I'm not gonna give you any details.

When are you gonna let me in, man?

I mean, I've never even been to your house.

You could have a woman in a cage for all I know.

You're never coming to my house, Brady.

Boys, sorry for the wait.

- Any news? - Not yet.

So Brady tells me there's been a few dust-ups

with Jesse and the boys? Is that true?