Sight Unseen

He was married.

We were having an affair.

They killed you...

and I ran.

I think that your guide was framed.

- What's this? - What I promised you... a name.

He can help us find out where this begins.

- Yeah, I have my doubts about that. - I want to work with you,

to uncover why Rigby Daniels was killed.

I have agoraphobia.

The only way that I can leave home is through Eyes Up.

It was like I could see again.

I saw fire.

Like the night your mom died?

I know it wasn't real, but it looked so real.

It sounds like Charles Bonnet syndrome.

Visual hallucinations caused by

the brain's adjustment to sight loss.

Does fire mean something to you?

Tess?

Tess, are you here?

Remy, are you having a fun day?

Yeah.

When are Mom and Dad coming home?

Today! Are you excited?

Sure.

All right, no more being on the phone

once we get home, Remy... your mom didn't want you

on it too much.

These windows...

Jasmine, can we get ice cream?

Hey! Stop! Stop!

So, what do you think it means?

Because I make it out into the hallway,

and then I get into the elevator,

and then, it starts plummeting,

and then the bald guy's there,

and he's attacking me,

just like he did when he broke in.

It's probably about your fear of leaving your apartment

and the guy who assaulted you in it.

Oh, she's giving you a Kleenex.

Thanks, Sigmund. So what should I do?

Because I feel like I'm getting re-traumatized every night,

and I'm exhausted.

I would never take my own advice, but, uh...

you thought about therapy?

Maybe talking to someone?

I'm talking to you.

Yeah, your blind client.

I'm not good at this.

The fiery embers that I've been seeing?

I'm not exactly opening up about those.

Did you just make this about you?

Yeah. I guess I did.

I rest my case.

Oh. There's Jake. He's at his desk.

Six paces ahead.

Three, two, one...

let the games begin.

What is this?

- Coffee. - I can see that.

Don't say I'm never there for you.

He's smiling.

He's taking.

He's sipping.

He doesn't like it.

Always there to get my order wrong.

- What... - And it says "Jack" on the cup!

Well, maybe that's the cup's name.

At least I'm consistent.

At least the flirting's consistent.

Oh, Amber Alert...

missing six-year-old boy in a black SUV.

Can't we ever have nice things?

Hey, Leo. Yeah. I saw the...

Yeah. Got it. Thank you.

Sounds like a carjacking.

Leo's already there, if you wanna...

Come on, Campbell! Keep up!

Tag along?

Cool.

You ever think about having kids?

All the time. You?

Sure.

What's the worst that could happen?

I know it's a coping mechanism,

but you guys are very dark.

Missing boy's name is Remy Darrow.

The nanny has been watching him

while his parents were house-hunting in Chile.

They were already in the air when it happened,

so we can't get a hold of them till they land.

It's not exactly a live-in nanny/luxury car kinda neighbourhood.

We got a B.O.L.O. out on the kid and the car...

last seen going westbound,

and no one's got eyes on the carjacker.

Cameras?

No, busted and never replaced.

Of course.

They said the kid had a phone?

Yeah, we've been trying to ping it,

but it's switched off or dead.

Six-year-olds with smartphones...

whatever happened to walkie-talkies, huh?

All right, let's talk to the nanny.

This way.

Name's Jasmine Lim. You guys good?

I got unis canvassing the neighbourhood.

I'm gonna roll with patrol... see if we get lucky.

Yeah. Let's all cross our T's on this one.

Ms. Lim? My name is Detective Campbell.

This is Tess Avery.

Want to tell us what happened?

I...

I don't know.

Remy was on his phone in the back,

and I went to go clean the windows,

and then, when I turned around, the car just drove away.

Does the family live nearby?

Across the river... North Delta.

I usually come here because the gas is a lot cheaper.

I mean, who would do this...

who would just take a little boy?

Ms. Lim...

it's a high-end SUV,

so they were probably just interested in the car,

didn't even notice Remy.

With any luck, they dropped him off somewhere safe,

we'll recover him soon.

Tell you what. Why don't you come with me?

- Let's walk through what happened, okay? - Okay.

If she's involved, she's a very good actress.

She seems really upset.

There's a couple of mechanics inside.

Maybe one of them know something.

I'm texting you Remy's photo.

11:00, six paces ahead.

Hey there. That SUV that was stolen

this morning, with a kid inside?

Anybody see anything?

I didn't see anything.

You a cop? You seem different.

So did you see who took the kid or the car?

No.

Nah... no. The guy knows something.

He's looking away.

Okay, well, I'm not a cop,

but I can introduce you to one real quick.

Do you recognize this kid?

I seen him before.

That lady brings him here a bunch.

He's talking about the nanny.

What do you mean, "a bunch"?

Like, every few days,

but this week, like, every day.

They visit some muscle-bro around the corner.

Green house. You can't miss it.

And the "best supporting actress" award goes to...

Okay, so, we're at the front the door of the place now.

Police!

Just want to ask you a couple questions, sir!

Uh, yeah! Just a second.

- Stop! Police! - Tess, what's going on?

Hey!

Stop!

Tess! He's coming your way!

I see him in the mirror.

He's coming from behind you.

Down!

Wow. That was satisfying.

Nice take-down.

I try.

Leo, you are on speaker.

We got eyes on the car.

Police! Show your hands!

Looks empty.

Keys in the front seat.

No kid.

Start the clock.

What does that mean... "start the clock"?

They ditched the vehicle.

In abduction cases, after two hours,

survival rate drops to 40%.

This isn't a carjacking.

It's a kidnapping.

I understand that,

but I've got a kidnapped child, a ticking clock,

and not enough manpower.

All I'm asking for is a little help here.

I tried that already! That's why I'm calling you.

I see.

Is that you, or him, talking?

Uh-huh.

Can I quote him on that?

Will that be his official position

on missing children come next election?

And this... What? Hello?

Dammit!

Let me guess.