Servant

My name is Leanne Grayson.

Leanne Grayson.

Leanne Grayson.

And I come from Wisconsin.

My name is Leanne Grayson, and I come from Wisconsin.

My special skill is baking cakes.

You're up.

Sean and I thought it might be a nice change for you

to get out and about now and then.

A few scheduled units every day.

Do let us know your preferred hours.

Anyway, now we can get started.

Now, I didn't know your thoughts on blueberries.

I assure you these are sweet, not tart,

but some people balk at any fruit in a pancake.

So, in that case, we do have chocolate chips.

Or berries and cream on the side, if that's what you prefer.

I'm not sure if it's supposed to be medium or medium-high.

Sean!

Sean!

Okay.

I am so sorry we forgot about you all weekend.

You must be starving. I am gonna make it up to you.

Is someone else joining us?

I thought you could use a friend.

Hey.

All right.

Thank you.

- Tobe. - Yes, please.

And Leanne.

None for me.

These are real delicious, Mrs. Turner.

You should really try some.

Morning, Chef.

Tobe's always expressed such a great interest in Leanne

that I figured why not invite him over?

Don't look at me that way.

You scared me. What you did.

I know. Harming her. I know I went way too far.

But the fact remains, we still need to draw her out.

It's our only hope of bringing Jericho home.

I thought you'd be proud of me for at least devising a new strategy.

So... how's everything?

Good.

I just wanted to say I'm sorry about that night with the pizza.

I didn't know anything, or.

Mrs. Turner has explained the situation very clearly to me.

It's an important step in the healing process. Acknowledgment.

Right.

It sounds like you fell in with a bad crew.

Same thing happened to me in high school for a little bit.

They weren't religious or anything, but they were just really into blow.

Not that I've ever done

I mean, I've tried it once, but.

Jericho must be so happy to have you back.

I haven't seen that little guy around lately.

Jericho's with his grandpa today. It's healthy to bond across generations.

That's true.

So, I was thinking, Leanne,

when everything's, you know, okay and good,

maybe you and I can go and celebrate, if you want?

Just us?

Yes, it's important to have something to look forward to.

And when all of this horrible business is behind us,

Leanne will be free to go wherever she pleases.

Right.

Now, wasn't that fun?

And more fun could be had if you cooperate.

You can see I'm doing what I'm supposed to, Leanne

in regards to the ransom.

"Tell no one, baby lives."

Wait.

Here. This is for your cuts.

No, thank you.

Leanne, I'm not the kind of person

I'm sorry I hurt you.

But you have to understand, for Jericho, there is nothing I wouldn't do. Nothing.

He's part of me, do you understand?

You can lock me in now.

One cup, dried apricots.

One cup, chopped dates.

One cup of butter.

Ms. Turner?

Sign here.

Thank you.

Sean!

Look!

It's fucking tiny.

What does it mean?

Does it have genitals?

And you ordered it?

I did not.

We should let her out. We promised her the morning.

They've hacked our account. They're using our credit cards.

A message.

What does it say?

God.

Ingenious. But in the future, could we talk this shit through first?

- The fuck is that? - You didn't send it?

"Bring 200,000 to the Franklinville Mall food court, 8:00 p.m. tomorrow.

Cash only."

I know we need to keep her occupied.

'Cause from burial, it's a hop and a skip to homicide,

but this is gonna build hope and make things worse.

Number one.

I fucking told you so.

I get why she did what she did.

- Number two, I didn't send this. - You didn't send it.

What do you mean you didn't send it?

- I didn't fucking send it. - Then who did?

No.

It can't be them, though. He didn't want money. He flat out refused.

Because you didn't offer him enough.

He knew he could get 200. He just had to squeeze harder.

What if we're walking into a trap?

Is there a world where Dorothy does not go to the mall

with a big bag of cash tomorrow night?

No, of course there fucking isn't.

Then I suggest we put our stash to good use

and go with the good old-fashioned method of paying these fuckers off.

Fuck.

Julian, thank God. Did you talk to Sean?

I saw the note.

Help me, will you?

I don't know what goes in which box. We may have to mix and match here.

What a mess.

I've always warned Sean, if you're not liquid, you're a pauper.

Do you think it's them?

Who else could it be?

Sean seems to have his doubts, but I'm sure it is.

They know we have Leanne,

so of course they'd make contact again now.

Sean over thinks everything. It's them.

Is this gonna be enough?

Not even close.

That's why I'm gonna have to call in some favors.

What's this?

You know me. I always keep a little aside for a rainy day.

I'm so thankful for my little brother.

Family first. Always.

Welcome back to Channel 8 News.

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