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: So you're bringing the FBI into this? Detective Remy Bressant
: That's the worst thing we could do. Angie Gennaro
: Why is that? Detective Remy Bressant
: Because I don't want to see Cheese kill Amanda after he opens a bag full of newspapers. Angie Gennaro
: It's kidnapping. Detective Remy Bressant
: I don't see a note. Do you see a note? Nick Poole
: Nope. No note. Detective Remy Bressant
: We're investigating a missing children's case here. Kidnapping has nothing to do with it. The fastest way to get Amanda home is go to Cheese, swap the money for her, and walk away. Plain and simple. Helene McCready
: [to Patrick
] Do you know Cheese? Patrick Kenzie
: I knew his brother better - Jude. He was a sweet kid. Cheese went another way. Helene McCready
: He wouldn't hurt her, right? Nick Poole
] Ask Ray. Patrick Kenzie
: All right, listen. All he cares about is his money. If he gets it back, he's not going to hurt her. Maybe. Detective Remy Bressant
: Just keep your mouths shut, okay? We'll get her back. It'll be fine. Helene McCready
: You're going to talk to him? Detective Remy Bressant
: Yeah, that's the idea. Helene McCready
: Well tell him I'm sorry, all right? I mean, he knows me. Just tell him I apologize. Nick Poole
] Yeah, I'm sure that'll fix everything.
: I feel like 9/11 now.
: What makes you think Ray hasn't spent all the money? Helene McCready
: Nigga please, I hid it.
: You took Amanda with you? Helene McCready
: Well, what am I gonna' do? Leave her in the car, Bea? I don't got no daycare. It's really hard bein' a mother. It's hard raisin a family, you know? All on my own. But God made you barren, so you wouldn't fuckin' know. So I understand, Bea, okay? Beatrice McCready
: You are an abomination.
: [while talking to the press
] The thing is, she always had a smile on her face. That was her. She was always smiling. I mean, who would take my little girl? She never hurt anybody, never caused... Beatrice McCready
: [interrupting her
] Whoever you are, if you have her, you just let her go. Now we won't charge you, but if you're out there, just let her come home.
Detective Remy Bressant
: How well do you know "Cheese" Jean Baptiste? Helene McCready
: Who? Nick Poole
: Come on, sweetheart. "Cheese" Jean Baptiste. Helene McCready
: Oh, sounds familiar. Detective Remy Bressant
: No. It don't "sound familiar", Helene. He's a violent sociopathic Haitain criminal named Cheese. Either you know him or you don't.
] I know I fucked up. I just want my daughter back. I swear to God, I won't use no drugs no more. I won't even go out; I'll be fucking straight. Cross my heart. Patrick Kenzie
: [comforting her
] It's all right. We're gonna find her, Helene. Helene McCready
: You have to. You promise? Patrick Kenzie
: Yeah. I'm gonna try. I will. Helene McCready
: Promise. You have to promise me. Patrick Kenzie
: I promise.