The Finder (2012): Season 1, Episode 7 - Eye of the Storm - full transcript

You're way ahead
of the game this time.

256 miles southeast
of this very location,

warm tropical ocean waters

are colliding
with a combo platter

of thunderstorms...

and upper-level winds

to create what
the Mayan refer to

as the God of evil, Hurakan,

and what the national
weather service

refers to
as hurricane Catherine.

Sure, but Catherine
isn't expected



to make landfall
till this evening.

We're only
gonna catch the edge.

Oh, I know better than that.

I used to date a Catherine.

Knowing her, she's gonna
swerve from Alabama

just to hit me.

Open up, Willa.

You're my last appointment.

I want to get home before
it really starts raining.

Oh, God.

Do you have a warrant?

Oh, really, Willa?
Every time?

I'm your probation officer.

I don't need a warrant.



Are you sure?
This doesn't sound American.

Uncooperative.

Want to check under my bed?

Defensive.

No dope smell?

Shouldn't you mark that down?

She gone?

Man, she hates me.

Not allowed a visit
from your own cousin?

She thinks
you're a bad influence,

and I don't need
the aggravation.

Don't leave
until her car's gone.

It's like the girl
was daring me

to report her for a violation.

How respectful of authority
were you at that age?

I am not the one under
supervision, Mr. knox.

Now, can you confirm

that Willa is adhering

to all the requirements
of her probation?

I'm not her guardian.
I'm her employer,

and Willa is
an exemplary employee.

Mr. knox, why are you talking
to me in your lawyer voice?

You have a knack
of putting people

on the defensive,
Mrs. Farrel.

You know, I just want to wrap
this up and get on the road.

I don't think
that's gonna happen.

Why not?

'Cause Walter's right
about hurricane Catherine.

You mean I'm stuck here?

Ooh.

Who is this?

Walter, I just
pulled over to tell you

I'm not gonna make it.
I'm sorry.

I'm on emergency call
because of the storm.

You have to make it.

I'm planning on getting shut
in for hours, maybe even days

with nothing but hurricane-themed
cocktails and you.

Hey!

You guys know the drill.

What's going on?

Oh, ends of the earth
is the designated shelter

for looking glass key.

That is a terrifying thought.

Yeah, I even came up with

hurricane-themed
pet names.

You're Stormycakes,

and I am señor Cyclone.

Of course you did.

Look, there's already
been a storm surge here.

Bridges are out
all over the place.

Alligators in the street.
You know how it goes.

Aww. Hurricanes are
no fun without you.

Aww. Well, I will take
that as a compliment,

and I'll check in
with you later, ok,

make sure that old bar
is still standing.

Bye.

All right, fine.

Isabel can't make it.

Who's gonna drink all this?

Serve yourselves.

Now officially
a category-4 storm,

hurricane Catherine is expected

to batter southern Florida

with
145-mile-per-hour winds

and torrential rain,

trapping many of the
residents out on the keys.

Meteorologists are baffled

by Catherine's inexplicable
turn towards Florida,

as though she had
a mind of her own...

Looks like you're gonna
have to wait it out here.

No! Seriously?!

She makes a dash for it
now, she might survive.

As a result,

school officials are not
taking any chances.

Students here at greendale
high were instructed

to remain at school

due to the high storm surge
in this low-lying area.

While not all students
are yet accounted for,

one is definitely missing,

14-year-old
Melissa Welling.

The school said Melissa must have
struck out for home on her own,

but that doesn't
sound like her,

and she never made it.

Please.

Someone help me find my baby.

The police said there's
nothing anyone can do

during a hurricane, but...

please.

Rescue workers discovered

the girl's backpack
and cell phone

in a drainage ditch
and believe she was

swept off the Harley bridge

by a storm surge.

If anyone knows the whereabouts

of Melissa Welling,

please call the number
on your screen.

Walter.

It's too late.

What? What's too late?

Walter's finder mojo kicked in.

Now he's helpless.

I can find her!

Well, that was reckless.

Or brave.

You could go with brave.

Why are you making a note?

She can't blame me
for Walter's weirdness.

I'm evaluating your
living arrangements,

which includes
your known associates.

Walter knows what he's doing.

Ok. Ok.

It's pretty rough out there.

It's a hurricane.

You think a hurricane
can stop Walter

from finding Melissa Welling?

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eye of the storm

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Now, using a map
of her neighborhood,

news reports
of the storm surge,

and satellite imagery from
current weather patterns,

I whipped together
an exact replica

of Melissa Welling's typical
walk home from school.

This is an exact replica?
Mm-hmm.

It's how Walter's brain
explains itself to him.

Just follow the licorice bits.

Now, Melissa starts
at the cheese grater,

ends up at the nutmeg.

And the nutmeg is her house?
Obviously.

Obvious...
Why obviously?

Nutmeg equals eggnog;

Eggnog, Christmas; Christmas,
family; Family, home.

But to get to the nutmeg,

Melissa must cross
spaghetti bridge.

Now, a storm surge wipes
out spaghetti bridge

and, authorities believe,

swept Melissa away.

What's that, now?

Melissa's backpack.

Storm surge.

All right, rescue workers

found Melissa's backpack
south of the bridge.

Which would have
put it near the stove,

but the storm surge should
have pushed it north,

near the refrigerator,
as we just witnessed.

However that backpack
got there,

it wasn't from the storm surge.

It must have just come through
one of the city's storm drains.

They're wasting their time

looking for Melissa
by the oven.

She wasn't walking home,

and she was never
on that bridge.

All right, I'm...

Are you serious?

Because, uh, really?

There's a little girl
out in a hurricane,

and they aren't looking for
her in the right place.

Yeah, I'm serious.

You once claimed Willa
was a sociopath.

Now she's trying to help
Walter save a girl.

Believing that a diorama
made out of food products

can help find a missing girl

is the work
of an unstable mind.

Plus, on its face,
maybe working in a bar

isn't the best environment

for a confirmed
delinquent like Willa.

The ends of the earth
is a different type

of drinking establishment.

There's a reason
it's considered

the safest place
in looking glass key.

And that is a reflection
on looking glass key.

Ooh.

I knew when I dumped Catherine,

it was gonna
come back to haunt me.

You think hurricanes
are all about you?

Don't be ridiculous.

Just the ones named Catherine.

And Mimi and Karla.

It's a somber mood
here at greendale high

as parents and classmates
trapped by hurricane Catherine

fear for their missing friend.

I'm surrounded by
worried students who...

What are you looking for?

These kids know more about
Melissa than any adult.

You know what kids don't do?

They don't tell
adults anything.

This kid's got a crush on her.

That girl just wants
to be on tv... ooh.

Well, look what we have here.

What about her?

She knows something.

Who is this?

It's Walter.

I know. Walter, I was doing
that thing that you always...

What do you want?

Hey, can you get over
to greendale high school?

Why would I do that?

Melissa Welling?
The missing girl?

Walter, don't.

Look, I want to find her,
and you know the police

aren't really gonna look for
her until after the hurricane,

so it's up to me.

Yeah, but you're stuck
on looking glass key.

Yeah, I know that,
which is why I need you

to be my eyes and my ears

and my feet and my arms

and my elbows and my spleen...

Walter, I get it.
What do I do when I get there?

Well, most of the student body's
in the school auditorium.

You want me to interrogate
an entire auditorium?

Or you can find a girl in an army
surplus coat with too much eye shadow

and get her alone.
She gives you any trouble,

threaten to search her
for ecstasy.

I don't know where Melissa is.

I already told
the teachers that.

Claire, this isn't for the
news or for your teachers.

This is for real.
I'm a federal agent.

Then why are you hawking at me?

Do you know Melissa Welling?

Yeah, but we don't exactly
do the same things.

What do you mean?

I do things,

and Melissa doesn't.

Are you referring
to boys or drugs?

Heh.

Melissa doesn't do anything.

She studies.

She belongs to clubs.

She plays some sort of
flute thing in the band.

Melissa's sincere.

Me and Melissa don't hang.

She knows something.
Threaten her with your gun.

You know what I think, Claire?

I think you're sincere, too.

I think you want to tell me
something about Melissa,

but you're afraid you're
gonna get in trouble.

You won't.

I just need to find Melissa.

Ok, going with kindness.

It's radical, but...

What I saw...
Mm-hmm.

Right? Ok. So...

like, a week ago,

I was behind the library
during fifth period.

You said I won't
get in trouble.

I promise.

Well, I go
back there sometimes,

you know, to deal.

Ecstasy?

How do you know that?

Called it!

Let's just call it a hunch.

Look, I don't care
about any of that.

What can you tell me
about Melissa?

Ok, so I went
behind the library,

and I saw Melissa,
which is weird.

Uh, Melissa's more an
in-the-library kind of girl

than behind the library, right?

Yeah, and this
older guy pulls up

in this van and starts
talking to her.

Very creep city.

Can you...
whoa, whoa.

What kind of van?

Ahem. Sorry.
I was distracted

by something very annoying.

Can you describe the van?

Pale blue, crappy.

And the thing is I think
maybe I saw the same thing

in the parking lot
this morning.

Did you see Melissa today?

No, but we were all outside,

checking out the storm.

Ok. None of the school
security cameras

caught Melissa today.
We already checked.

Good to know.

Hey, we don't need
security cameras.

We got teenagers with cell
phones and social media.

Hey, Willa.

You know all about,
uh, facespace

and the, uh, tweetbook,
and, uh, what's that called?

Upchucking your status?

None of those are things.

Yeah, I need photos posted up by
greendale high school students today.

Don't mind me.

Theoretically one
could do such things,

but personally,

I would never try it,

because it would
violate the terms

of my probation.
Right.

That's worth a clipboard note.

Ok, tell me exactly

what would get you
into trouble.

And talk slowly.

I would get in big trouble

logging in under my name...

willamonday, all one word...

which I haven't used in a year.

Yeah, like that.

And I'd really be in hot water

if I entered Melissa Welling's
name into the search box,

found her page...

Yeah. And then scrolled
to the images tab.

Images.

Images page.

What ta...
Images!

Ah. Images.

Yeah.

Right.

And then selected
greendale's recent photos.

No. Nope.

Nope. Nope.

Anything?
Nah.

Claire said they all took
photos of the storm.

Where are those?

Oh, what is that?
A shoe?

There are hundreds
of photos here.

Here we go.
Got some of the storm.

Ok, we just have
to find some that are

facing the right angle.
It's...

Blue van. Blue van.

There. Look.

Oh!

Good eye, mean lady.

Come on. Come on.

Wait. Look at that.

There's our girl.

Melissa Welling?
Are you sure?

Yep. You can blow it up.
Click there.

Yeah. That's her,
all right.

She's moving toward the van.

Now to get the plates,

we'll just need
a better angle of the van.

Oh, God.
Who is she talking to?

The driver.

Uh-oh.

Uh-oh.

Walter,
stop saying, "uh-oh."

What are you seeing?

Seems like she got in the van.

Melissa Welling didn't
disappear in the hurricane.

She was abducted.

Ms. Welling.

I want to thank you.

I thought that
with this hurricane,

I was worried no one would
look for my daughter.

I just have to ask you a few
questions about Melissa.

Yes. Of course.

Has she been acting
unusual lately?

Distant?

Wait. Um,
they said Melissa

was swept off a bridge.

Why are you asking me
about her state of mind?

You know, it's best
not to make any assumptions

when it's
a missing persons case.

Oh, no, no. She...
she's a good kid.

She... she's happy.

And she's never
talked about a man?

A... a man?

No. Melissa is only
14 years old.

She doesn't even
have a boyfriend.

These questions,
what are you asking?

Mrs. Welling,
is it possible

that Melissa was in a
relationship with an older man?

No, absolutely not.

Has she been on the
Internet more lately?

Any sign
of a personality change?

Anything at all?

Ms. Welling.

There was some money
that went missing

from my purse a few days ago.

How much?

$300.

It must have been Melissa.

But she does not do drugs.

Please find her.

Please find my little girl.

Here's another.

Still no clean shot
of the license plate,

but look what you can
see as the van turns.

What's with
the stoner paint job?

Looks like a snake.

A windowless van with a
snake painted on it.

Wouldn't it be simpler to just
write "rape mobile" instead?

I knew a boy had a van
like that in high school.

I was very impressed.

Was he 40?

No, he was 17.

And you were?

Uh, 15, 16. Why?

Once Walter starts
looking for something,

he finds out a lot of things
nobody wants him to find out.

About what age would a girl
stop loving a snake van?

Oh, eh, 17, 18 at the most.

I mean, you grow up, right?

The missing girl is only 14.

Eww. The guy trolls for
nubiles in a snake van.

Except what if... what if this
snake was, uh, some sort of logo?

Who has a snake logo?

A pet store.

Oh, caduceus.

You know, the medical logo

with the snake and the
staff and the wings.

Plumbing.

Rooter snake.

The snake that cleans out
clogged pipes.

It's a plumber's van.

All we have to do is figure out

what plumber uses
this particular logo.

Plumbers.

Power snaking.

Images.

South Miami heights.

Attagirl.

Uh, Willa, you're not supposed
to have Internet access.

Oh, sorry for...

Identifying the kidnapper
of a missing girl

in the middle of a hurricane?

I got an emergency call
from a...

Mrs. Zambada?

You're Pete Steck, plumber?

I get double
for emergency calls.

What do you need unclogged?

Ah.

Yeah, I got a blue van.

Does he look like a predator?

Definitely.

Definitely got a blue van.

I know my colors.

What were you doing in a
school parking lot earlier?

I get called all the time
to unclog the pipes here.

You got no idea what high school
students put down those drains.

I, uh, thought I'd swing by

and see if they needed
anything before the storm.

Really?
Who'd you talk to?

I can't remember exactly.

Where was he between being at the
school before and being there now?

From the smell,
I'd say somebody

was smoking weed in his van,
waiting for the storm to pass.

I'm here because it's
an evacuation center.

It's the safest place to be.

And it's full of high school girls.
What?

Melissa could be in the back of his van.
Where's your van?

It's in the staff parking lot.
What's going on?

Jump all over him.

If I check your van,
what are we gonna find?

Nothing.
Yeah?

You mind if I look for myself?

Yeah, I do.

Say her name.

Pete, am I gonna find
Melissa Welling?

I never even met the girl.

Ah, that's not what you say

when you don't know somebody.

Shut up.

That's exactly
what I'm gonna do.

I want a lawyer.

Can't talk to him anymore.

I'm a cop.
He's asking for a lawyer.

Who are you talking to?

I'm not a cop.
Put me on speaker.

Mr. Steck,
I'm gonna say a word,

and I want you to shout out the first
thought that pops into your head.

Ready?
Who is this now?

Dracula.
Vampire.

Pineapple.
Is this legal?

It's not illegal.

Pineapple.

I...

Snow.
Want...

Hobo.
A...

Caramel.
Lawyer!

Making some great headway
there, Walter. Thank you.

Just go look at his van.
I can't,

not without his
permission or a warrant.

Well, sometimes the right thing
isn't the legal thing, Isabel.

Is...

You stay right there.

I'm coming back for you.

Mmm. Thank you.

You put away your clipboard.

I beg your pardon?

You understood
that Willa got caught up

in the search for that girl,

maybe because you did, too.

I did not.

You spotted that blue van.

If that girl is inside it,

you saved her life.

Well, maybe I just
need to be open

to the way you people
do things around here.

Timo.

What happened?

Your trailer blew over.

Had to crawl
through the window.

This building is
nailed down, right?

Are you all right?
Yeah,

but I wouldn't go into your
bathroom anytime soon.

Timo Proud?

Who are you?

My probation officer.

Oh. You're her.

Mm-hmm. You were hiding
in the bathroom, right?

I should have checked.

I'm her cousin.

No, you're not.
You're a gypsy,

so you say that
you're her cousin.

So, what? Are you
gonna put this

in your report now, too?

I think all our energies
would be better spent

saving that missing girl.

Don't you, Mr. proud?

Absolutely.

Which girl?

There's no way Pete Steck stays
where I left him, Walter.

Why? He knows you didn't
find a girl in his van.

That doesn't mean
he didn't kill her

and hide her body
someplace else.

The everglades are
just a few miles away.

Still here.

Where else am I supposed to go?

It's a hurricane.

There's nobody in your van.

I know.

Why didn't you just
give me permission to look?

I don't know.

I'm running out of ideas here.

Maybe there's something
else in his van

he doesn't want you to find.

Isabel, ask to see his wallet.

I'm gonna leave now.

Why?
Because you don't

have the right to hold me here.

His wallet, Isabel.

I do have a right to see
your identification,

and if you don't provide it,
I can hold you.

Whatever.

Got it.
Yeah,

'cause you grabbed it
out of my hand.

You said that Melissa

stole 300 bucks
from her mother.

Where'd you get this?

I do a mostly cash business.

We can prove that you got
this from Melissa Welling.

Oh, you brilliant lying liar.

You killed that girl,
and you took her money.

I didn't kill her.

She's missing, presumed dead,

and you have her cash.

You killed that little girl.

I didn't do it!

Where did you get
her money, huh?

Ok, wait for it.

Gun.

I sold her a gun for 300 bucks.

A 14-year-old girl
buys a gun

and then disappears
into a hurricane.

Suicide?

Why buy a gun?

Drugs are so much easier
to get and cheaper.

You think maybe she bought
the gun for somebody else?

Oh, a boy? You need
to talk to her mother again.

I did. She said
there's no boy.

Besides, that woman
doesn't know

the first thing
about her own daughter.

Walter, I have
to call you back.

I-Isabel?

Ms. Welling, I'm sorry.

I didn't mean for
you to hear that.

Where's my daughter?
Stop.

What did you do to my daughter?
Karyn.

Where is my little girl?!

I didn't do nothing, I swear.
I didn't do nothing.

Please, please,
just tell me where she is.

Enough.
I won't press charges.

Please.

I'm gonna take you out of here.

What's that?

It's a printout of Melissa's

social networking profile.

Like the whole thing?

News feeds, friends,
friends of friends, photos.

No computers, Walter style.

It is enlightening
and disgusting

what kids'll put up on their
social networking sites.

I mean, it's one
of the main ways

I keep an eye
on my probationers.

Printing it on paper

isn't really how the Internet
is supposed to work.

Girl lost
in a hurricane. Go.

Ok, wait a minute.
What are we looking for?

A reason this girl
would buy a gun.

That's easy.

It's either an abuser

or an angry boyfriend
or an enemy.

Heh. "Nicole Polizzi
is such a slut."

Nicole Polizzi?
You found the enemy already?

No. That's just Snooki.

No idea in the world.

Never mind.
Moving on.

This Renae chick has 110 friends
in common with Melissa.

Walter wants enemies,
not friends.

They have over
100 friends in common,

but Renae and Melissa
aren't friends themselves.

Does that make them enemies?

I'd bet on it.

We need to find Renae's
profile and look for clues.

Renae.

Renae, Renae, Renae.

She bought the gun
from Mr. Steck.

A gun?

Melissa bought a gun?

She used the $300
she stole from you.

Th-there's no proof
that she stole that money.

Mrs. Welling,
I need for you

to live in the real world

so that we can
help your daughter.

Can you do that?

Uh-huh.

Is there a boy,

somebody she would
buy a gun for?

N-no.

No, there's no boy.

Girls do things for boys
at this age. Think.

I don't know.

You're right.

I... I don't know anything
about my own daughter.

I'm sorry.

You know why computers
are better than paper?

The search function.

Where's the sport in that?

Wait.
I've got something.

What is it?

One of Renae's friends
tagged her in a post.

400 friends?
Who's got 400 friends?

They're not like
friend friends.

They're people who...
never mind. Just look.

Melissa.

It's some kind of video, right?

Yeah, we need
to see that footage.

By the way,
I don't sleep with timo.

Yeah, she doesn't.

Why should I believe you?

Willa and timo are more
like brother and sister.

But someone with your
experience in the real world

should be able to
recognize the difference.

Ok, here's the video.

This is a video that one of Renae's
nonfriend friend's posted.

Melissa, our missing girl.

Whoa! Oh.

Fight back, bitch.

Fight back! Come on!

Bitch.
Get up.

What? Huh? Get up.

Someone did that to me,
I'd buy a gun, too.

Bitch.
Get up.

Get up.

Get up.

Fight back, bitch.

- Whoa. Whoa.
- I know that girl

beating the crap
out of Melissa.

Her name is Renae.
Renae, uh...

Francis.

Who is this?

What the Walter,
Walter? You called me.

Melissa was being
physically abused

by a bully, a girl
named Renae Francis.

I know Renae Francis.
She has been in and out of the system

more times than
I can count. Excuse me.

If I can get on to
the department database,

then I can get her
last known residence.

Renae Francis.

She's probably
in the auditorium.

If we can find Renae, maybe
we can find our missing girl.

Walter?

Hello? Isabel.

Walter.

Walter?

Isabel.
Isabel, hello.

The Internet's down.

Ah, we lost power.

Well, looks like

we're gonna have to
do this the hard way.

What way have we
been doing it so far?

That last lightning strike

fried my generator.

I got a generator
in my workshop.

It's hooked to a bicycle.

It takes a half-hour to generate
enough power to make toast.

All right,
listen up, everybody.

Obviously we're gonna have
power out for a little while,

but we still haven't
found Melissa Welling.

And we are stranded in a bar
at the end of the world.

Ends of the earth.

All right, the point is how
are we gonna keep looking?

We are gonna become our
own human search engine.

All right,
14-year-old girl

gets bullied and buys a gun.
What's next?

She shoots a bully.

She could have bought the
gun purely for defense.

I'm with Mrs. Farrel.
I'd go looking for Renae

and shoot her in the back.

We're just spitballing here.

I'd use the gun for defense,

to show, scare off the bully.

Melissa Welling is a good girl.

She bought a gun.

Abuse can lead
to incredible violence.

The worm turns.

I've got some personal
experience with this.

Being a bully?

No. I think you can understand, Mr.
Knox,

that what we do in our lives
is not a coincidence.

I was a very good girl.

And then somebody...

somebody very bad in my life,

and I attacked him
in his sleep.

There. You are
not the only one

who has ever been on probation.

Ok. Let's just assume

that Melissa went
hunting for Renae.

So shouldn't you be nicer
and more concerned now?

See, I am who I am today
because my probation officer...

You know what?
It's none of your business.

Schools have metal detectors.

Right. So Melissa couldn't have
brought the gun into school.

She's not old enough to drive,
so it's not in her car.

Police didn't find it
in her backpack.

She kept it with her and lured
Renae somewhere private.

Off the school grounds so
she wouldn't get caught.

We already know the place.
We saw it.

The place where
Melissa got beat up.

An excellent place
to kill someone.

Especially in a hurricane.

But we don't know
where that place is.

We can't recheck the video.

I never even saw it
in the first place.

All right, you know what?
It seemed like it was, um, a tunnel.

What, for cars?

A pedestrian tunnel, an excellent
place to kill someone.

All right, human search
engine, I need details.

There were yum yum burger
wrappers all over the ground.

Why would you notice that?

Leo used to be fat.

People change.

I was fat.
I changed.

You used to be a murderer.
You changed.

Willa used to be a thief,
and she's changed.

I hope not too much.

Thieving is
the family business.

I was not a murderer.

The guy that I attacked
didn't die.

It was just... It's none
of your business.

Is there a yum yum burger
near greendale high?

Well, there's one
near the courthouse.

There's one on dyer street.

One on crown.

One at the town center mall.

Heh. And two
on speedway boulevard.

One at leisure lake,
but that burned down.

I used to love yum yum.

Sounds, people. Sounds.

Did anybody hear
anything in the video?

Except for Melissa crying?

Bells.

Church bells?

I don't know.
I'm not churchy.

Well, are there
any other kind of bells?

My and my cousin Cosmo
did a bell-tuning scam.

You conned churches?

We cleaned and tuned bells.

You can't tune bells.

All right, focus!

Girl with a gun in a hurricane.

Sacred mother
still rings bells,

and there's a
methodist place, too.

All right, so we're
looking for a church

near a yum yum burger

that's closer to the oven
than the fridge.

What? The... the sponge!

Melissa's backpack.

Melissa finds Renae.

They argue.

Renae takes Melissa's backpack

and tosses it
down a storm drain.

Ends up south of the bridge.

All right, so we're
looking for a tunnel

that is south
of spaghetti bridge.

What's the church on
320th street and canal?

St. Jacob's.

There's a yum yum burger
on palm and north canal.

That's a small area to search.

I need to call Isabel.

Wait. Uh, you don't
have a phone.

I got a ham radio.

And how are you gonna power it

Walter has his toast generator.

Where?

At his place.
It's 5 minutes away.

Yeah, though
140-mile-an-hour wind.

That's why I'm puttin' on
my windbreaker.

You're very negative.

You and me, Walter.

Great job, human Internet.

I'll be back when I need you
all to search for some porn.

I never loved you, Catherine!

Things were so bad that
instead of coming to me,

my daughter bought a gun.

Looks that way.

And then she stole
from me to buy that gun.

Why didn't she come to me?

She must have been
in so much pain,

and I...

I had no idea.

I just feel so...

helpless.

Stormycakes,
this is señor Cyclone.

Do you read me?

Walter?

How'd you get
on this frequency?

Shortwave, and I
prefer señor Cyclone.

Do you have power?

Not for long, we don't.

I think I know
where Melissa is.

Oh, thank God.

It's about a half a
mile from the school.

There's some kind of pedestrian
tunnel where kids hang out.

It's within earshot
of St. Jacob's,

and the 320th street canal.

Real close to yum yum burger.

Yeah, there should be
a storm drain nearby.

I'm on it.
Stay here.

Catherine's eye
should be over you soon.

That gives you a half-hour, maybe
45 minutes where you won't die.

Thanks for
the pep talk, Walter.

This is señor Cyclone,
over and out.

Come on.

Give me something.

Ok, there's the storm drain.

Oh, no.

Melissa!

Walter, I found
a puddle of blood,

storm drain, and a.
22-caliber shell casing.

Well, that's the caliber of gun that
Pete Steck sold Melissa, right?

Yeah, but we don't know
whose blood it is.

Maybe the mean girl took
the gun from Melissa,

shot her,

and then drove off.

Or maybe Melissa snapped

and took revenge on her bully.

Well, does Renae have a car?

She's got
a student parking spot.

Nobody knows where she is.

One of 'em shoots the other.

Then they both leave.

Yeah, but which direction?
If you go east,

there's nothing but marsh
and everglades.

That's the perfect place
to dump a body.

What's west?

Offices, fast food joints,

a church, hospital.

Walter, we only have
about 20 minutes left

before the eye passes.
There's no time.

Tell me which way to go.

Give me 5 minutes.

We got 2 girls in a car,

one badly hurt.

Which way do they go?

Toward the everglades
to dump the body.

Depends who got shot.

All right, let's say
there's a 50% chance

that Renae did the shooting.

Then there's a 100% chance
that Renae will dump

Melissa's body
in the everglades.

But there's a 50% chance

that Melissa did the shooting.

Then it's a 50% chance

that Melissa's driving
to the everglades,

which adds up to a
75% probability

that they are driving
to the everglades.

Timo, you can do Walter math.

We all know
what Renae would do.

The mystery here is Melissa.

What do you see?

This girl bought a gun.
She stole money.

She lied to those
who cared about her.

She hid her pain from the
world, and she lashed out.

Walter, forget the math.

It's about what's
in the girl's heart.

Now, despite everything
that's happened,

despite all
of her bad decisions,

I am certain this girl
has a good heart.

I don't think you can go wrong
making that assumption.

Leo, you take timo and go to
my place and radio Isabel.

Tell her what?

Tell her to forget
the everglades.

We should assume Melissa was trying
to take Renae to the hospital.

Renae.

You have to stay awake.

Keep your eyes open.

Someone's coming.

Can anybody hear me?
Melissa?

Yes, there's two of us,

and Renae's bleeding real bad.

Please help us.

Look, there's a cable
on top of your car.

If you touch the car and
the road at the same time,

you will get electrocuted.

Do you understand me?

Yeah, but there's so much blood

because I-I just wanted
to show her the gun,

but she tried
to grab it from me.

And I skidded, and I crashed,

and I'm so sorry.

Melissa, honey,
try to stay calm, ok?

Just keep it together.

W-what do you
want me to do?

Stay still

so I can figure out what to do
with these electrical lines.

Called it.

Oh, thank God.
I'm glad you're here.

2 girls.
They're both hurt.

One of them's
bleeding to death.

All right, we got about 10
minutes before the eye passes.

There's a live power cable
on top of that car.

How do we get to them?

I got an idea.
Stay here.

Yeah.

You sure this is gonna work?

61% sure.

Walter.

Careful.

Come on.

I was 78% sure.
Melissa.

Can you walk on your own?

I can't.

If I let go, she'll die.

You leave that to us, ok?

Come on.
Let me get you out of here.

I shot her. I crashed the car.

She can't die.

I need to get you
out of here now. Come.

All right, I'll get
the evil one.

Come here.

Come here.

I got you.

Walter, you found her.

Of course.

Home, sweet home.

I hope.

For the time being.

Also I'm gonna allow you access

to the Internet again
under supervision.

Thanks.

They really need
my help with anything

from the 21st century, so...

I'm sorry for whatever happened
to you when you were a kid.

Oh, thank you.

It made me what I am today.

I made a choice,

just like you're
going to have to.

Hey, guys.

Melissa Welling wanted to thank

the people who saved her life.

You remember Walter.

That over there is Leo.

This is Willa and Cristina.

Wasn't timo here a minute ago?

Thank you all for finding me.

Melissa knows she would
have died out there

if it weren't for you.

You're welcome.

You did wrong, and you
tried to put it right.

That shows a lot of character.

Whoa.

Looks like you
got yourself a lawyer.

You found my daughter, Mr.
Sherman,

and I can't thank you enough,

and I will pay
whatever you charge.

Yeah, this is the part
that Leo takes care of.

Walter would want me
to tell you you're welcome,

and he wants the best
for you and your daughter.

Come on, guys.
Let's go.

Walter is a very, very odd man.

Hey, gun girl.

Take my advice.

Put in a request for her
for your probation officer.