My Daughter Vanished (2018) - full transcript
When a woman's daughter goes missing under suspicious circumstances, she will do anything it takes to find her.
[soft music]
♪ ♪
- You ready to go?
- Almost.
- Where's Gabby?
- Upstairs.
- Well...
- Eat.
- Okay. Mmm. That's good.
- Mm-hmm. Well, I know
you must be getting hungry
'cause you're a little grumpy.
- Well, I just want
to hit the road.
- Honey, it's only
an hour away.
We have all weekend.
- Mm-hmm.
What would I do without you?
- Starve.
- Probably true.
- It's no big deal.
I'll only be gone
for three days.
- Three days?
That's an eternity.
- You know I'm gonna miss you.
I wish you could come.
You'd love the lake, and you
could meet my parents too.
- I can't get off work.
- Abby, come on.
I want to beat the traffic.
- I haven't finished packing
thanks to you.
- Gabby, come on.
- You're so busted.
- Okay, Dad, coming.
I'll text you
when we get there, okay?
- Okay. Bye.
- ♪ Give me your attention ♪
♪ I look for an ascension ♪
♪ Give me your attention ♪
- Let's go, Gabby.
- ♪ One of these frenemies,
feel my awesomity ♪
- Ah, finally. You know,
we almost left you behind.
- No chance, Dad.
- You're my only daughter,
and that's plenty.
- Well, come on. Let's go.
We want to beat the traffic.
- Let's go. Let's go. Let's go.
Let's go.
[gentle music]
♪ ♪
- Hey, wh--Shh-shh-shh-shh.
You hear that?
- What?
- Exactly.
Nothing but peace and quiet.
- Okay.
- All right.
Okay, let's get dressed
and head down to the boat.
- Sounds like a plan.
- Um, okay, babe,
I'm gonna grab your skis.
Oh, it's so pretty out. Wow.
- Today's a beautiful day.
That's why we're here.
- You gonna jump in the water?
- Yeah, I'm gonna jump.
- All right, let's see it.
- All right.
We are good
to go up on the boat.
- All right, permission to come
aboard, Captain.
- Arrgh, matey.
- Yes.
- As long as you're ready
to have fun.
- You all are so annoying.
- What?
- You love us.
- Okay.
- Okay.
- All right.
- Oh, what a beautiful day
out here, huh?
- Oh, yeah.
- Be careful, Dad.
- Always. Hey, when am I gonna
get you back here to join me?
- No, I'll stick to volleyball.
We're almost there.
- All right. Okay.
Just gonna grab my lifejacket.
- Mom! Stop! Dad!
- Scott!
- Dad? Dad!
- Get his lifejacket.
- Oh, my God.
Oh, there's blood!
- What do we do?
- Quick, call for help.
Radio for help.
Scott!
Scott!
- We need help! Please, my dad
fell off the boat.
I think he hit his head.
We need help right now!
- Okay, let's
look for him in the water.
Tell me if you see him.
- Dad! Dad!
Oh, my God.
Where is he?
Oh, my God.
[dramatic music]
♪ ♪
[both crying]
♪ ♪
- Erin, would you please ring
this up for Mrs. Aspienwall?
Thanks.
- Melanie.
- Steve. My God, what?
I can't believe this.
What are you doing here?
and see how you're holding up.
I know it would've been
Scott's birthday today, so.
- Yeah.
Well, thanks for coming.
- Of course.
What are big brothers for?
- Yeah.
- You okay?
- Yeah, I'm just trying to get
through today, you know?
How long can you
stay in town for?
- Well, I was planning
on staying until next week.
I got a few properties in town
I want to take a look at.
- How's work?
- Work is great.
I actually sold those
three properties last month.
- Nice.
- Yeah. How's it going here?
- Um, good. Steady.
Oh, hey, I'm making Scott's
favorite dinner tonight.
- Nice.
- And Gabby will be really
excited to see you.
- How is she doing?
- She's struggling.
Yeah, she quit
the volleyball team.
She was in therapy,
and then she stopped going.
- Yeah.
- I don't know what to do.
- Well, maybe she'll listen to
some advice from her uncle.
- I hope so. That'd be great.
Um, actually I should probably
get back to work.
- Okay. I'll stop in maybe
after my appointments,
say about 6:00?
- Yeah.
- All right.
- Okay, Great.
Come by any time.
- Okay.
- Thank you.
- Of course. See you later.
- Bye.
- Hey. You studying?
- It's a book
of my father's poems.
His birthday is today.
- Oh.
Do you need some company?
- Kind of want to be
alone right now.
- Gabby...
I miss you,
and I know you've been through
a lot this year,
but I just wish
you wouldn't shut me down.
- Please, Jason, not today.
- I don't think you even know
why you broke up with me.
- We've been through this,
okay?
It's too much pressure
right now.
I can't worry about
anyone else's feelings.
- I just want to make sure
you're okay.
Can you meet me tonight
at the pizzeria?
I get off at 8:00.
- No, I have to be home.
I'm sorry.
- Okay, I get it.
I'll see you around.
Hi.
- He just doesn't give up, huh?
- Yeah.
I miss him, but he just
doesn't understand.
This isn't about him right now.
I just can't be
with anyone.
- Well, we need you back.
I mean, we got pounded
last week against
Placerville in debates.
- I can't focus on the debate
team right now. I'm busy.
- Doing what?
[phone buzzes]
Gabby.
- That's my business, okay?
- Just chill, all right?
I mean--
- I'm sorry.
I wish I was at my family's
cabin and away from all this.
It's so peaceful there.
I feel closer to my dad.
Do you want to come
to the park with me?
I'm ditching fifth
and sixth periods.
- No, I have a test, and didn't
you ditch yesterday too?
- Did I?
- Did.
- Text me later,
and good luck on your test.
- All right, you're gonna
get busted again.
- Mm-hmm.
- Gabby? I'm home.
Gabby?
Gabby?
[suspenseful music]
♪ ♪
- Hey, Mom.
- Hey, hon, where are you?
- I'm, uh,
studying with Danielle.
- How are you doing?
- Mom, stop. I'm fine.
- Well, I know
that today is hard,
but Dad would have wanted us
to celebrate his birthday.
Okay.
So I'm making
his favorite meal,
fried chicken,
and Uncle Steve is in town.
He's with us all week.
- Oh. Cool.
- Okay, so be home by 6:00
for dinner, okay?
- Okay.
- I love you.
- I love you too.
[phone buzzes]
- Hello?
- Hello.
This is an automated message
from Ridgecrest
High School attendance office.
Gabby Taylor was absent from
period five and six today.
Please send a note to clear
these missing attendances.
Thank you. Good bye.
- Oh, here. Actually you can
use a spoon for that, see?
- Oh, okay.
Okay. You know, you really
should have been a chef.
I've pretty much gotten all
of my cooking tips from you.
- Well, I got tired of all that
takeout after the divorce,
so I took a few classes.
- Mmm.
- This looks good.
Is this Mom's recipe?
- Yeah.
It was Scott's favorite.
- How're you doing
with the house?
If you need help refinancing,
I can help with that.
- I'm okay for now.
I just--
[sighs] God, I feel so helpless
with Gabby.
And she's struggling
so hard at school.
She's basically withdrawn
from everything.
I don't know what to do
to get her back on track.
You know,
I'm grieving too.
Obviously
I just--I have to be here
for the both of us, you know?
- She won't go back to therapy?
- No.
She said, "There's nothing left
to say," and on top of that,
I just found out
that she's skipping classes.
I don't know
what to do with her.
- It's okay. Calm down.
I'll talk to her.
Maybe I can offer her
some advice.
But go easy on her
when she gets home.
You both had
a really rough day.
- Yeah. Yeah.
Hey, Gabby,
we're in the kitchen.
- Hey, Uncle Steve.
- Hey, Gabby.
- How are you?
- I'm good.
I came in to town
to see you both.
How you doing?
- Wish everyone would stop
asking me that. Fine.
- So what, no hug for your mom?
- Oh.
- Have you written
any new poetry lately?
- Some.
- Hey, there's no need
for a sad face,
'cause guess what?
I just booked us
a spa trip next weekend.
- Seriously?
- Yeah.
- If we're going on a trip,
I'd rather go up to the cabin.
We haven't been there
in a long time.
- I know. Well, we can go
for spring break.
Look, I already paid
for the trip,
and I figured it would be good
for us
to get away for the weekend.
- I wish you would've asked me.
- Look, I promise you're gonna
love this spa, okay?
[phone buzzes]
Who's that?
- I'll be in my room.
- But--Okay, dinner
will be ready in 20 minutes.
♪ ♪
- Hi, it's Gabby.
Yeah, I got your messages.
I'm okay.
I really wanted to celebrate
my dad this weekend,
but my mom doesn't want
to go up to the cabin.
No, she doesn't know
that I called.
Do you think you could
take me up there tomorrow?
She won't suspect anything
if I'm back by dinner time.
Really?
Oh, that's great. Thank you.
- Mmm.
- Well, that was some
good comfort food.
Mom's recipe
sure holds up well.
- Yeah. I made a change
'cause Scott always liked
his food spicy,
and I added just a little bit
of Cajun seasoning.
- Well, I approve.
- Mm.
Hey, honey, maybe I can get
a refund for the spa weekend.
- No, that's okay.
- Are you sure?
- Yeah. Don't worry about it.
It's fine.
- Okay.
Well, yeah, it's too cold
at the cabin now anyways.
- You know,
I ran into a buyer
looking for a place
up at the lake.
Man, those properties are going
for a premium right now.
- Oh, that might be why
I've been getting
so many offers lately.
- Mom, are you planning
to sell the cabin?
- What are you talking about?
- You never want to
go there anymore.
- That's not true.
- It was Dad's favorite place.
- I know.
- How--How could you
even think of selling it?
- I'm not selling
the cabin, okay? Relax.
- I'm sorry.
I was just saying how popular
those properties
have been getting lately. I--
- We're never selling
the cabin, okay?
- Why don't you clear
the dishes...
Now.
- Ugh.
Hey.
- Hey.
- I just wanted to say
thank you
for staying with us.
It means a lot. I really needed
the support today.
- Yeah, I figured.
- Gabby's in a really
bad place right now.
- I know. I know.
I'll try to find a good time
to talk to her. Maybe tomorrow.
- Okay, thanks.
- Love you.
- Love you.
Hey, easy with that.
- It's like you don't even care
about the cabin anymore.
- What are you talking
about, Gabby?
- Never mind.
- I got a call
from the school earlier.
You want to explain to me
why you skipped
two classes yesterday?
- Can we talk about this later?
- No, we cannot.
We're gonna talk
about it right now.
- See, you never listen
to what I want.
- And why were you so rude
to Uncle Steve?
- I wasn't being rude!
- I know that you're hurting,
Gabby.
I do. I'm hurting, too, but you
cannot go on living like this.
- Why does it matter?
- Listen, it matters
because it's your life.
It's our life,
and Dad would not want you
to stop living it, sweetie.
The accident wasn't
your fault, sweetie.
You can't carry
that burden forever.
- Why can't you just
leave me alone?
- I think we need to go back
to family therapy.
- You go. I'm done.
Maybe you need the help.
- But I'm trying my best
to keep this family together.
- Nothing is ever gonna bring
Dad back, so what's the point?
- What?
Gabby, don't leave like this.
- Welcome to my world.
- Gabby, come on.
- Gabby. Gabby, we have to
talk about this.
- No, we don't.
- Yes, we do.
Gabby.
- I'm going to sleep.
Good night.
[tense music]
♪ ♪
- I love you, sweetheart.
[somber music]
♪ ♪
Honey, Uncle Steve
is making French toast.
Gabby?
Gabby?
Huh.
Gabby?
Gabby, where are you?
- Hey, it's Gabby.
Leave a message.
- Gabby, where are you?
You know that you're supposed
to always pick up
the phone when I call.
Uncle Steve is making breakfast
for us, so call me. Bye.
[suspenseful music]
♪ ♪
- Where is she?
- Gone.
- Gone? I was up since 7:00.
When did she leave?
- I don't know. I can't eat.
- Well, did she have plans?
- I mean, none that
I know about.
- It's the weekend.
Is she out with friends?
- I mean, she usually
sleeps in on the weekends,
and she always tells me
if she leaves.
- She's probably still upset
about last night.
Give her time to cool off.
- I can check
her phone location.
What? She turned
her location settings off.
- Melanie, if she finds out
you've been snooping,
it could make matters
worse between you two.
- Yeah.
Okay, I should probably
get to the shop.
- Okay.
I'll stop by in a few hours,
see if you're free.
- Okay. Thanks.
- Gabby. Over here.
- Hey.
- Hi, sweetheart.
- Oh, thank you for coming.
- Oh, it's my pleasure.
I'm so excited.
- So what do I call you?
Granny or Helen or--
- Oh. How about "Granny Helen?"
- Okay. Granny Helen.
- A whole day
with my granddaughter.
It is starting to rain, though,
should
we make a dash for the car?
- Yeah.
- You ready?
- Ready.
- On your marks, get set, go.
- Thanks for taking me up
to the cabin.
I really wanted to do something
special for my dad's birthday,
and I know that
I'll feel closer to him there.
- Your Grandfather Owen and I
used to take your father
to the lake
all the time as a boy.
Oh, don't be sad. We're gonna
have a nice day together
and make up for lost time.
I want us to get to know each
other like it was meant to be.
- Yeah, sounds great.
- You know, I ran away
when I was 15.
- Really?
- Mm-hmm.
- Why?
- My mom and I got in
to an argument
about my boyfriend.
I stayed at his house
for two days
without his parents knowing.
- What made you decide
to finally go home?
- My mom called the police,
and they found me.
[phone rings]
- I'll get it.
- Hey.
- Hey.
- Any word?
- No, nothing.
I called her phone,
left a voice mail.
- Okay, well, let's hope
she calls in the next few hours
and lets us know she's okay.
- So what, we're supposed
to just wait?
I'm ready to call the police.
- And tell them what?
That your daughter left early
in the morning
because you two
had an argument last night?
- Are you saying
that this is my fault?
- No, I'm just saying we need
to find--
We just--We need to find out
what happened to her.
- Okay, well, she didn't
just disappear. We know that.
- No, she probably needed
to get away
and be alone for a while.
All I'm saying is you need
to give her space,
or you'll push her away
even more.
I'm sure she'll call
when she's ready.
- When did you get so wise?
You're not even a parent.
- I saw what Mom and Dad
had to go through with you.
- Ha-ha. Thanks.
Well, I mean, I can't just
sit around and wait here.
How about we go check out
her favorite spot at the park.
Maybe she's somewhere
around there.
- Okay.
- Yeah?
- Sounds good.
- Okay.
Hey, Erin, I'm just gonna step
out for a little while, okay?
- Okay. Don't worry
about anything here.
- Forgot how bad the signal
is up here.
- I'm sorry. I know.
You kids these days can't live
without those cell phones.
- Maybe this was a mistake.
My mom's probably
going crazy right now.
- Nonsense.
You needed a day off.
That's why you came.
You have been through
so much this year.
You deserve this time away.
Oh, it's so beautiful
and quiet.
- Oh, my God.
- What's wrong?
- I guess I lost
my scarf somewhere.
Mom's gonna be so pissed.
She gave it to me
for my birthday, so.
- Sweetie, do you have the key?
- I do.
We always kept
a spare here just in case.
This is still
my favorite place,
even with the bad memories
of the accident.
- For some reason,
I feel closer to Scotty
with you around.
I've been so lonely
since he died.
You're like a bright light
that's entered my life.
- I wanted to come up here
sooner,
but my mom had
other plans for us, so.
- Your mother never liked me.
Even from the first day
we met.
She'll say I was overly
protective of Scott,
but he was my only child.
- My parents never
really talked about you.
Whenever I would ask,
they'd just said
you didn't want to be
a part of the family.
I'm just glad for the time
we're spending together now.
It's fine.
- This is my dad's jacket.
- [humming]
- What's that song
you're humming?
- Oh, um,
I don't recall the name.
It was something
your father liked as a child.
I used to hum it
to him at bedtime.
I'm sure this place holds
a lot of memories for everyone.
As a boy, your father used
to love swimming in the lake.
I never thought that one day
he'd lose his life there.
[somber music]
♪ ♪
I'm sorry that you're sad.
You remind me
so much of your father.
- Really?
- Yeah. Little things.
A look, a smile,
I see your father in you.
I've been so alone
these past six months.
I hope we can spend
more time together.
- Me too.
Can we go down to the lake?
- Of course.
Whatever you'd like, dear.
- Did my father
always like poetry?
- Oh, yeah.
I always remember him writing
little poems on greeting cards.
Then when he was older,
he even kept a notebook,
but of course
he'd never let me read it.
- Oh, he gave it to me
for my birthday.
- Really? Wow.
I'd love to see that.
Hey, did he write anything
about me in there?
- No.
- Aw.
[dark music]
♪ ♪
[bell tolls]
[phone buzzes]
- I have to take this.
Hello?
- Hey, Danielle. It's Melanie.
I'm so sorry to bother you,
but have you heard
from Gabby today?
- No, I haven't.
I just got out of debate club,
but she wasn't there.
- She's missing.
I mean, she wasn't at home
when I woke up this morning.
She's not answering her phone.
Her location tracking
is turned off.
Did she text you or anything?
- No, I haven't heard from her
since yesterday.
Maybe her ex, Jason,
knows something.
- Her ex?
- Oh.
Yeah, she was dating this guy,
Jason, earlier this year,
but they broke up.
They still talk though.
- I had no idea.
Do you know his last name?
- Keating.
- Keating.
Do you have his phone number?
- I don't,
but I can try to get it,
and I'll text it to you.
- Okay. Thank you, Danielle.
If you hear from her, will you
please tell her to call me?
- Yeah. Sure, Mrs. Taylor.
- Thank you. Bye.
- So she had a boyfriend?
- I guess so.
- Hmm.
- Okay, let's go.
- Do you want to walk over
to the marina
and see your dad's boat?
- Oh, I thought you knew.
We sold it.
My mom didn't want to keep it
after the accident.
- Yeah.
[phone buzzes]
- I guess the signal's
better down here.
- What's the matter?
Is that your mom?
- No, it's my friend.
My mom already called her
worried,
asking
if she knew where I went.
- Oh, dear.
Well, does your friend know
that you're up here?
- Nobody knows.
You know, I should probably
call my mom
and make up some excuse
just so she doesn't worry.
- Oh, let me talk to her.
She'll probably be mad
that you lied to her
about coming up here.
I think I can
smooth things over
and tell her it was my idea.
- Oh, you'd do that for me?
- Yeah, of course.
You're my granddaughter.
Oh, my God.
- No!
- Oh, I'm so sorry.
It just slipped out of my hand.
It's my arthritis acting up.
Oh.
- Ooh, it's dead.
- I'm so sorry.
I'll buy you another phone.
I promise.
- My dad always warned me about
taking my cell on the lake.
I never listened.
- Would you like to see
the house
where your father grew up?
- Sure. Where's that?
- I live just about
an hour from here.
I still have so many
of his things.
You'd enjoy seeing them.
I think we'd both feel closer
to him
if you came by the house.
- Okay, but I got to call
my mom so I'm not busted.
Can I borrow your cell phone?
- My battery's dead.
I can never remember
to charge the darn thing,
but you can use the house phone
when we get there, okay?
- Okay.
- Let's go.
- Okay.
[phone buzzes]
- Oh, good.
- What?
- It's Gabby's ex-boyfriend
that I knew nothing about.
Now I have his phone number.
- Here you go. You all enjoy.
[phone buzzes]
Hello?
- Hi, is this Jason?
- Yeah, what's up?
- This is Melanie, Gabby's mom.
- Oh. Hi, Ms. Taylor.
- Hi.
I heard that you're friends
with my daughter?
- Yeah. Not so much lately.
She just kind of keeps
to herself now.
- That's what Danielle said.
- Yeah, well, she hasn't really
been herself ever since--
- Her father died?
- Yeah, I'm so sorry
for your loss, Ms. Taylor.
- Thank you. Well, we haven't
seen her since last night.
Have you heard from her at all?
- No. No, I haven't seen her
since yesterday at school.
- I keep calling her,
but she's not picking up.
- Well, it's not so unusual.
She's been giving me
the silent treatment too.
- Okay, well, if you hear
from her,
can you please tell her
to call her mom?
- Um, of course. Yeah.
I hope she's okay.
- Me too. Okay.
- Well, I better
get back to work.
- Thank you. Bye.
- Bye.
- Well, he hasn't
seen her either.
- You never met this guy.
How do you know
he's telling the truth?
- He said that Gabby's been
shutting him out too.
He knew the feeling.
Anyway, she likes to write
under this tree.
She says it gives
her inspiration.
Steve, her scarf.
- What?
- Can you get it?
That's her scarf.
- How do you know?
- Because I gave it to her
for her birthday this year.
That means that
she was here recently.
- But how long ago?
- I mean, I know I saw it
in her room yesterday.
- Come on.
- This is where
your father grew up.
- Wow. It's amazing.
- All right, come on inside.
♪ ♪
Make yourself comfortable.
- Is this my dad?
- Yeah.
He was such a great kid.
I loved him so much.
All the pictures in the house
make me feel like
he's always with me.
Would you like to see his room?
- Sure.
- This way.
Come on.
I have something
very special to show you.
In here.
- Why's it locked?
- It's probably silly,
but there are just so many
precious things in there.
Whoop. It's fine.
I've gathered everything
that Scotty ever loved.
What do you think?
- Yeah.
Wow, it's--
It's really
something.
- I know it must stir up
a lot of feelings.
It does for me every time
I come in here.
Sometimes I just sit
at his desk and wait,
and it feels like any moment
he would just come through
the door
and give me a great big hug.
Are you hungry?
- No. You don't have to go
to the trouble.
- Nonsense. You must be hungry,
and I promised you lunch,
so it's really--It's
no trouble at all.
Why don't you just take
as much time as you like.
I'll call you
when lunch is ready.
- The location settings on her
phone are turned off
which isn't like her.
I know something has happened.
- Does she ever use an app
for any of the car services?
- Yeah, but it would've showed
up as a text on my phone.
- This park is near a bus stop,
so maybe she met someone here
and they left together.
Check with the bus company.
See if any of the drivers
on this route
remember her
getting on their bus today.
We get missing person
reports every day.
Most are usually solved
within the first 48 hours.
The runaways end up
contacting someone they know,
and then they realize
it was all a bad mistake.
Let's hope
that's her situation.
I'd like to come check out
your house if that's okay.
- Yeah, of course.
[suspenseful music]
♪ ♪
♪ ♪
[dark music]
♪ ♪
- Granny Helen?
- In here.
- Hey, where's your phone?
I really need to call my mom.
She probably thinks
something bad happened to me.
- It's right there.
That's the only one
in the house. Help yourself.
- It's not working.
- Really?
- There's no dial tone.
- No, it was working
this morning. That's strange.
- You know, maybe
it's the battery.
- Let me see this.
Hmm. Well, the battery's fine.
God, that's strange.
Probably gonna have to
return it and get another one.
We can go to the market later,
and you can use
their pay phone. Is tuna okay?
- Yeah, that's fine.
You know, after lunch,
I really need to get back home.
It wasn't cool of me to leave
without telling anyone,
and I have to get
a new phone, so.
- I made quite an effort
to pick you up
and drive you to the cabin.
I think the least you could do
is spend some of your day
with me.
I'm sorry, sweetie.
It's just I want
to get to know you better,
and I--I feel so much closer to
your father when you're here.
So why don't you just go
and get washed up,
and I'll bring lunch
into the dining room.
The bathroom is down the hall
on the left.
- Okay.
[tense music]
♪ ♪
- Iced tea okay?
- Uh, yes. Thank you.
♪ ♪
♪ ♪
- Here you go.
- Thank you.
Uh, aren't you gonna eat?
- Oh, no.
I had a late breakfast,
but you go ahead.
♪ ♪
- It's funny.
I don't know
anything about you,
like where did you grow up?
- Oh, not far from here
in Oak Valley.
I met your grandfather, Owen,
in high school,
and right after graduation,
we got married.
I don't know if your father
told you,
but we lost Owen
to a heart attack
when your father was just 12.
It was hard raising Scotty
on my own, but we survived.
He was the light in my life.
But now you're my new light.
- I miss my dad
so much every day.
- I know.
We'll never get over it.
How's your lunch?
- Oh, it's--It's good.
- Okay.
We've hardly spent
any time together.
I wish you could stay
a bit longer.
How about I'll call your mom
and tell her you're spending
the whole weekend with me.
- Um, I'm really busy
with schoolwork
that I need to finish.
- That is nonsense.
You're my granddaughter.
I have a right
to spend time with you.
Besides, you bring so much l b.
Eat your lunch.
Finish that ice tea.
I brewed it special for you.
Are you okay?
- I don't know.
All of a sudden
I don't feel so well.
- I'm sure.
You'admu stress
lately,
and--oh, you're probably not
sleeping enough either.
- Oh.
I'm sorry, but I'm feeling
dizzy and nauseous.
You know, I'm gonna go to
the store and use their phone.
- Maybe you'd rather take
a little nap
in your father's room.
It's so quiet and peaceful.
You are gonna feel
so much better.
- Um, yeah. Okay.
- Here we go.
Okay, you sleep.
I've got you
right where you belong.
♪ ♪
- Did you have indication
that she wanted to run away?
- No.
- They had a heated
argument last night.
- A discussion.
- About?
- I was just talking with her
about her overall
behavior lately.
Look, Detective Diego,
I don't want you to think
that my daughter Gabby
is some sort of,
you know, problem child.
She's not.
Before my husband passed away,
she was a straight-A student.
She's just--She's
just going through
a really hard time right now.
- I'm sure she is.
Because of the circumstances
surrounding your argument
last night and everything else,
this sounds like
a typical runaway case.
- How can you be so sure?
- From what I've
seen here
and what you've told me,
there were no signs
of foul play or a struggle.
We find that most runaways
are the same age as Gabby,
between 15 and 17 years old.
Can you think of any relatives
she might reach out to?
- We have no other family
on our side. It's just us.
- Anybody on your
husband's side?
- Oh, just his mother,
Helen Taylor,
Gabby's grandmother.
The last time we saw her
was six months ago
at my husband's funeral,
but Gabby hardly even knows her
since we've been
estranged for years.
- I understand.
We'll follow up with her.
What about her classmates?
- I spoke to Gabby's
best friend, Danielle.
Last time she saw her
was yesterday.
- What about the ex-boyfriend?
- Right.
Gabby was dating this boy
earlier in the year.
- Without your knowledge?
- They have since broken up,
but I spoke to him.
Jason Keating. He doesn't seem
to know anything.
- Okay, but even so,
text me all their numbers.
We'll follow up with them.
- Okay.
- I'll be in touch.
- Well, can you track her cell
phone or something?
- We'd have to get a warrant
for the phone company.
That's not usually granted
until we can establish
that a crime's been committed
or a life is in danger.
We're nowhere near that yet.
Don't give up hope, Ms. Taylor.
I've seen these cases before,
and teenagers can be impulsive
without realizing
the consequences.
She's probably just
blowing off steam.
You'll hear from her soon.
- Okay.
- Have a good day.
- Thanks.
Why did you do that?
Why did you tell him
about the argument
and that I didn't know anything
about her ex-boyfriend?
- Do we have something to hide?
- No, we don't,
but I don't want him
to think that she ran away
because we have some kind
of horrible relationship.
- He knows.
I was just trying to help.
- Well, next time,
let me decide
what I want to reveal
about my daughter, okay?
[soft music]
♪ ♪
- Hey. How does this look?
- I'm sorry for lashing out
at you earlier.
- It's okay.
- I'm a mess.
- I can't imagine what you're
going through right now.
- The fear of losing Gabby
has brought me right back
to that terrible place
when I lost Scott, you know?
All I've ever wanted to do is
protect her, and now I can't.
Oh, God,
I promised myself
that I would stay positive.
- Well, we can start by posting
these first thing
in the morning.
- You still think
she's run away,
even after we found her scarf?
- Look at the way
she's been behaving.
I agree with the police.
Everything points to her
being a runaway,
but they're gonna find her.
- We're going to find her.
Thanks for this.
[phone buzzes]
- It's Gabby?
- What can I do for you, Helen?
- I just got off the phone
with the police.
They were asking if
I'd seen Gabby. She's missing?
- That's right. She's been gone
since early this morning.
- Oh, I'm so sorry
to hear that.
You sound terribly distressed.
- Yeah, I--I'm beside myself.
I've been in a panic since
I realized that she was gone.
- What do you think happened?
- I don't know.
She's not answering her phone,
and the police
are looking for her now.
- Oh, my.
I would love to offer my help.
How about if I stop by
in the morning?
- No, that's okay. Really.
- It's no problem, Melanie.
I know things haven't been
the best between us,
but we have to come together
at a time like this.
- I don't think that that's--
- I'll be there around 7:00.
- Helen--
"You seem terribly distressed."
Really, Helen?
My daughter is missing.
Of course I'm distressed.
- Don't let her get to
you, okay?
- Well, it's too late,
'cause she's coming
over tomorrow morning to help.
- You're kidding.
- No.
- Where does she live?
- About 20 minutes away
without traffic.
It's where Scott grew up.
- Look, we're not gonna solve
this tonight,
and we need to get some sleep.
- Steve, sit down.
I've needed to tell
someone this for a while.
It's about Scott's accident.
I didn't tell you everything
that happened on the boat.
[sinister music]
♪ ♪
- I can't lose you, too, Gabby.
You're all I have left.
- Hey, how'd you sleep?
- I didn't.
[doorbell rings]
Oh, that must be Helen.
Okay, I don't want her involved
with our search
for Gabby at all, okay?
- Agreed.
- All right,
so come in and save me.
We're on our way out.
- Right. I'm gonna print
more of these up.
- Hi, Helen.
- Melanie.
- We were actually just about
to leave to post fliers,
but come in.
- Oh, you have a lovely home.
Not that I expected
anything less.
Scott had great taste.
He took after me.
So many memories.
The precious times
you can never get back.
I'm just heartbroken over this,
so I had to help.
Do you have any word?
- No.
- What do the police know?
- Nothing.
- Hmm. Do you need anything?
- No.
- How are you handling this?
You look tired.
- Yeah, well, it's a struggle
with every passing hour,
but I'm trying my best.
- I'm sure
that's the hardest part,
not knowing and the fear
that comes with it.
Does that provide
the most anguish?
- All right,
the fliers are done.
We should probably get going.
- You remember
my brother Steve?
- Yes. Hello.
- We're very fortunate
that he's here to help.
- I know what you are
going through
because when Scotty ran away
after Owen died,
I didn't sleep.
We eventually found him.
He was hiding out in the
garage, so he hadn't gone far.
- Okay, well, Gabby's
never done
anything like this before, so.
- You never recover
when you lose a child.
It changes you forever.
- Well, I know that Gabby
is out there somewhere,
and I know
that she will be calling me.
- I would've liked to know
my granddaughter better,
but I had no choice
in the matter.
- Well, we don't always take
responsibility for our actions,
and then we wonder why life
turned out the way it did.
- I loved my boy,
and I don't have to apologize
to anyone for the way
I raised him.
- Hmm.
- We should get going.
- Yeah.
- Are you sure that you
don't need my help?
- No.
- I should be going too.
- Yeah.
- I just wanted to offer
my support, so you will,
of course, let me know
if you hear anything?
- Yeah, bye.
- Wow. Are you okay?
- It took everything in me
not to go off on her.
I am convinced that
that woman is unstable.
I mean, you can see
why we wanted her
nowhere near our family.
- Yeah.
We should get out of h
- Okay.
- Yeah.
- Yeah, thanks.
- Yeah.
- Okay.
- It's a good start.
- Let's just keep passing out?
- I think so.
- Okay. Thank you.
- Oh, no problem.
I hope you find her.
- Yeah, thanks. Okay.
- Well, that covers
all her usual hangouts.
- Yeah, that we know of.
God, I just still feel
so helpless.
My baby's out there somewhere,
and I can't do anything
to help her.
- Do you want to try
her cell again?
- Okay.
- Hey, it's Gabby.
Leave a message.
- Honey,
everyone's looking
for you,
including the police.
Your Uncle Steve and I
are really, really worried.
I'm not mad at you
for leaving, honey.
I'm not, so please don't make
that the reason
why you're not calling.
I just want to know that you're
okay, so please just call me.
I love you.
- [breathing heavily]
[tense music]
♪ ♪
"Went out to the store
to get breakfast.
You must be thirsty,
so this water is for you."
♪ ♪
Oh, come on.
- Gabby?
You're up.
How are you feeling, dear?
- I have a monster headache.
- You're probably dehydrated.
Did you drink that water
that I left for you?
- Yeah. What happened?
The last thing I remember
I was eating lunch.
- Well, it's morning, and you
slept through the whole night.
- Morning?
- Yeah, maybe you're coming
down with something.
- Look, I really need
to get home.
My mom is probably going crazy.
- Everything is fine.
I spoke with her.
- Really?
- Yeah.
- What did she say?
- She was happy that you could
spend time with me,
said we could have
the whole weekend together,
so why don't you go sit down
in the dining room.
I will make you breakfast,
and you are gonna feel
so much better.
Go ahead.
[dark music]
♪ ♪
How do you like your eggs?
[laughs]
Seriously?
I'm just cutting the potatoes.
You really need to relax.
♪ ♪
The eggs?
- Um, scrambled is fine.
- Coming right up.
♪ ♪
♪ ♪
♪ ♪
[phone buzzes]
- Who is it?
- It's Detective Diego.
Hi, Detective. Any news?
Okay.
Thank you. Bye.
None of the bus drivers
recognized Gabby's photo.
- What else are they doing
to find her?
- They don't have
any more leads.
- Okay, so that's it?
- No, I found this:
Scott's poetry book.
If Gabby ran away, she
would've taken this with her.
- Why?
- Because she never goes
anywhere
without it--She's
writing her own poems
in the back, which means
she was either planning
to come back home,
or she was taken
against her will.
Oh, I have a bad feeling
about this, Steve.
I know she's in trouble.
We know that she's obsessed
with the cabin.
- Yeah.
- I'm going up there.
- Not by yourself.
I'm coming with you.
[phone buzzes]
- Hello?
- Sheriff Dobson?
It's Melanie Taylor.
You helped us when my husband
had the boating accident
earlier this year.
- Yes, I remember.
How've you been?
- Honestly, I've been better.
My daughter, Gabby, is missing,
and we think that
she might be up at our cabin.
- Did you need me
to check for you?
- If you could.
We're on our way now.
We should be there in
about an hour.
- Okay. I'll go by
and call you from there.
- Thank you, Sheriff.
- My pleasure. Good bye.
♪ ♪
- I hope you're hungry, Gabby.
♪ ♪
[lion growls]
♪ ♪
- Help me.
- Are you okay?
♪ ♪
- Here we go.
♪ ♪
- Oh, there you are.
It's my granddaughter,
and she's not well.
- She came up to me
asking for my help.
What's the matter with her?
- She's on medication,
and she's not supposed
to leave the house.
You know better
than that, dear.
- She doesn't look good.
I'm gonna call the paramedics.
- Thank you so much,
but it's just--
It's not necessary.
- It's not a problem.
- I told you
it's--We don't need any help.
- What are you doing?
Stop it!
Help! Help me!
Ugh!
- You're coming home with me.
Now.
Up. Let's go.
[dark music]
♪ ♪
- Hello? Anyone home?
[suspenseful music]
♪ ♪
♪ ♪
[phone buzzes]
- Hello?
- Mrs. Taylor,
this is Sheriff Dobson.
I'm at the cabowbut as fa,
no one's here.
I looked through the window
but didn't see any signs
of recent activity.
Did you want me
to wait for you here?
- No, that's okay.
We just got to town.
We're at the general store now.
I want to see
if Mr. Doherty has seen her.
- I can meet you there
and get her photo
so that
my deputies can start a search.
- Okay. Thank you, Sheriff.
Bye.
- Let's go. Come on.
That was foolish leaving
while you're sick.
You need your rest.
[dark music]
♪ ♪
- Another dead end.
So now what?
- Keep looking.
If she came up here,
somebody had to see her.
It's a small town.
Let's wait for the sheriff,
and then
we can head back to the cabin.
Hi. My daughter,
Gabby, she's missing.
Can you please
keep an eye out for her?
Let me know. Thank you.
- Good morning, Mrs. Taylor.
- Sheriff Dobson, thank you
so much for coming.
- Of course.
If your daughter's missing
up here, we'll find her.
- Thank you.
This is my brother, Steve.
- Please to meet you, Sheriff.
- Pleasure.
I'll get this photo
to my deputies
so they can help
with the search.
I'm glad you both came up.
It's always good to have
the family close just in case
we need more information.
How long has she been missing?
- Since yesterday morning.
She's never left home
like this before,
so I know something
has happened to her.
- Sheriff, have your deputies
searched
the woods by the cabin?
- Well, I did
a preliminary search,
but now that we have
more information,
my deputies can start
to comb the area.
- That's her.
Gabby?
Gabby. Gabby!
Oh, God, I'm sorry.
I thought you were my daughter.
Okay, I'm sorry.
I was so sure that was her.
She looked just like her
from behind, didn't she?
- It's understandable,
but you can't give up hope.
If she's up here,
I have faith we'll find her.
- Thank you, Sheriff.
- I'll be in touch the minute
I find anything.
- The last time I was up here,
Gabby was in elementary.
Everything
still looks the same.
- This was our peaceful
getaway.
We loved coming here so much.
The key's gone.
Gabby was the only one
that knew it was here.
Gabby?
Gabby, are you here?
- You okay?
- This is hard.
- I'm gonna check upstairs,
okay?
- Yeah.
Oh, my God.
Gabby was here with Helen.
- That's Gabby's drawing.
- Yeah. It has to be.
- How do you know
Helen was here?
- Because no one has been here
for six months,
and someone checked
for dust recently.
I saw Helen do the exact
same thing at my house.
- Okay, so we know
that she was here.
- Yeah.
- Maybe--Maybe someone saw
Gabby and Helen together.
- But isn't everyone
gone until spring?
- You know what?
I saw a car parked next door.
Come on.
[sinister music]
♪ ♪
- Head back.
- Stop! Why are you doing this?
Just call my mom.
I want to go home. Please.
♪ ♪
- Your mother doesn't care
about us.
She turned your father against
me when they got married,
forced him to abandon me.
I was alone without anyone.
Do you know what it was like
to be rejected all those years
like I wasn't
part of the family?
She took my Scotty from me.
- What are you talking about?
- She planned it.
She wanted to get back at me,
so she took him to the lake
and killed him,
my only son,
and destroyed my life.
- The accident wasn't
my mom's fault.
- You're just trying
to protect her.
- [sniffles] It's the truth.
- Wow, what a beautiful day
out here, huh?
- Oh, yeah.
Mom, Dad, can I drive the boat?
- Well, yeah, sure. Why not?
- Only for a few minutes.
Careful.
Got it.
Okay, eyes straight ahead.
- I know, Mom.
- Okay.
- It was my fault.
[dramatic music]
- Hey, we're almost there.
- Okay, let me
grab my lifejacket.
♪ ♪
- Stop!
[no audible dialogue]
♪ ♪
- Dad! Dad!
It was so horrible.
I--I don't know
how it happened.
I mean, she told everyone
that she drove the boat
'cause she wanted
to protect me.
Just--Just let me
go home please.
Why are you doing this?
I'm your granddaughter.
♪ ♪
- I don't even know you.
♪ ♪
- Yes?
- Hi.
I'm so sorry to bother you.
My name is Melanie Taylor.
I have the cabin
just up the pathway.
- Oh, hi, I'm Jane.
We just moved in last month.
I didn't expect to see
anybody here before the spring.
- Yeah, well, I'm actually
looking for my daughter, Gabby.
She's missing. Have you seen
her at all around here lately?
- Yes, I have.
I was gardening yesterday,
and I saw her walking down
the path with an older woman.
I'd never seen either
one of them before.
- Did you see what she looked
like, the older woman?
- Uh, long blond hair, thin.
I really couldn't see her face.
- Okay, did you see
which way they headed?
- Yeah, they were going
to the lake.
- Okay. Thank you so much.
- I hope you find her.
- Thank you.
- Who are you calling?
- Who do you think?
[phone ringing]
- Melanie, did you hear
something about Gabby?
- Where is she?
- What do you mean?
How would I know?
- I know you and Gabby were
at the cabin yesterday.
- Why are you saying that?
- Because I just spoke
to someone who said
that she saw you guys here.
- Oh, well,
she must be mistaken.
I have never been to the cabin.
- Helen, I know that you know
where she is, so just tell me.
- Like I told the police,
I don't have a relationship
with Gabby,
and I don't appreciate
being accused of something.
- Helen, please, just tell me
the truth. Where is Gabby?
- It seems to me you've caused
this mess,
and I can't help you, Melanie.
- Okay, then I'm coming by.
Helen?
Helen?
[tense music]
♪ ♪
- Gabby. Gabby!
Wake up.
We have to go.
♪ ♪
- It's locked. Um--
- All right, now what?
- Okay, just keep an eye
out for anyone.
- Okay, what are you doing?
- Never mind.
See?
Gabby?
Gabby?
♪ ♪
Oh, my God.
♪ ♪
Oh, my God.
Steve, look at this.
- What is that?
- [gasps]
This is Gabby's phone.
It's dead.
God.
- We can't do this alone, Mel.
You need to call the police.
- All right, give me your key.
Good. Up.
- [mouthing]
- What are you doing?
Let's go. Inside.
- Yes, Helen has my daughter.
[phone beeps]
Hold on,
that's my surveillance app.
There's someone
at my front door.
- [mouthing]
- It's Gabby!
She needs help.
They're--They're at my house.
We have to go.
- Where's my mom?
[phone ringing]
Please!
[glass shatters]
- This number can not be
reached as dialed.
Please hang up and--
- Try the land line.
- Good idea.
[line trilling]
- Come on. Up.
[phone ringing]
l ght, here we are.
Over here.
Now step up.
Come on.
There we go, and sit down.
Good girl. There.
Comfortable?
- What are--What are you doing?
- Okay.
Look up. Open.
Open. That's it.
Yeah.
[tense music]
♪ ♪
- ♪ Highly, lowly ♪
♪ Lowly, lowly ♪
♪ Highly, lowly ♪
♪ Low ♪
♪ ♪
- Gabby?
I'm gonna look upstairs.
Gabby?
Gabby?
- Gabby?
♪ ♪
- Gabby!
Steve, she's not upstairs.
Steve!
- You're too late.
- Oh, God. Where's Gabby?
- Now you'll know what it's
like to lose your only child.
- What are you talking about?
What have you done with her?
Where is she?
Tell me!
♪ ♪
- You took my Scotty away
from me.
Now you'll suffer.
- You're sick, Helen.
I never took Scott
away from anyone.
- My boy would still be alive
if you hadn't forced him
to abandon me.
- I didn't force him
to do anything.
He chose to keep you
out of our lives.
- No. That's a lie.
- It's true.
He couldn't stand the way
he was treated in your house.
- You don't know
what it was like.
Owen was a strong man.
I couldn't leave him.
- I know.
I know that you allowed Scott
to be abused all
of those years.
- I protected Scotty!
He'd still be alive
if you hadn't let Gabby
drive that boat.
Yeah, she told me.
You're both to blame!
Oh!
- Where is she?
- You're too late.
Just like Scotty,
she's drowned.
- Oh, my God!
- Sit!
- Oh, my God, Gabby.
Gabby!
Gabby, wake up!
Steve! Oh, my God.
- Get her up. Get her up.
- [gasping]
- Here we go.
- ♪ Highly, lowly ♪
- Gabby, honey, can you
hear me? Wake up!
- ♪ Highly, lowly ♪
- Is she breathing?
- ♪ Highly, lowly ♪
- Okay.
One, two, three,
four, five.
One, two, three, four, five.
- [coughs]
- Get her on her side.
- [coughing]
- Lean back, lean back.
- Baby, baby, baby.
Baby, it's okay.
It's gonna be okay.
[soft music]
♪ ♪
[police radio chatter]
♪ ♪
- [humming]
- How could you do this
to your own granghter?
- [humming]
- Answer me!
- It's like she's in
some kind of trance.
She claims she doesn't
remember what happened.
- Where am I?
- She's a good liar.
- I asked her about that tune
she keeps humming.
She said it was her son's
favorite song before bedtime.
- What happened?
- You know exactly
what happened!
- Ms. Taylor.
Let's go, Ms. Taylor.
- Where's my granddaughter?
- She's on her way
to the hospital.
- Oh, no.
My God, I hope she's all right.
She is my bright
and shining light.
- Let's go.
- Where are we going?
- To the station. Get up. Now.
- I see.
[siren wailing]
♪ ♪
- Wow.
Honey, that was beautiful.
Honestly, I think that was one
of your best poems yet.
- Thanks, Mom. I think Dad
would've liked it too.
- I know he would.
- I feel like
he's always with us.
You know what I mean?
- I do. I do.
Hey, let's plan to spend
more time
up here at the cabin, okay?
- Yeah. I'd like that.
[phone buzzes]
- Oh, no, what now?
- Another text from Jason.
- Oh.
- He wants to hang out after
debate club next week.
- Hmm. Mm-hmm.
Well, you two seem
to be getting serious.
- Mom.
- What?
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Honey.
Hmm?
It's time to get up.