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explosion that killed Roy Peters...

the brother of noted police profiler

Dr. Jennifer Peters.

Now the police are currently speaking with

the owner of the vehicle, Kevin Parson.

But we don't believe

he was injured.

Hello, Kevin.

Did you tell the police everything,

or did you leave out the best parts?

No police!

- Or I may tell them what you did.

- Who are you?

Who are you, Kevin? Are you still

the lonely boy in a blue house...

taking comfort from your pain

with a black puppy?

Don't answer that!

We're not finished yet.

Kevin, it's Sam. I just saw the news.

- I wanna make sure you're okay.

I'm gonna come over.

Sam! Sam!

- You swore that you

would never go back there.

- Why are you doing this?

- Would you go back to save Damon?

You have 60 minutes

to save a life you value...

but no police.

That's my number one rule.

Damon.

Here it comes, sweetie.

Hi, Kevin.

Oh. Hey, Bobby.

L- I have a new computer.

Y- You wanna see it?

That's really cool, man.

Hey, I'm gonna go

say hi to Damon, okay?

Damon misses you.

Where'd you go?

Shut the door!

And don't talk to strangers.

Ah, i-it's Kevin.

He came back home.

That's not Kevin, pumpkin.

That's a stranger.

Look, Balinda,

I just came to check on Damon...

then I'm gonna get out of here.

Oh, you turned running away

into an art form, huh?

Damon.

Hey, buddy. You okay?

Hey.

Kevin!

Kevin, is that you, old boy?

- Hey, Eugene.

- Kevin, where you been? Huh?

Damon! Do not play

with strangers! He's poison.

Eugene, just don't stand there.

Control your animal!

- If you don't, I will.

- Damon, back in your house.

No! You have to growl at that dog.

You have to use more authority,

more discipline!

I say there, canine. To

the kennel with you...

- or it shall be the whip for your blasted hide.

- Firmer!

- Come here, beast.

- More English.

Stay! Stay, I say.

Put him in the house.

Very good!

Very good!

Ke-Kevin, I have a new computer.

You wanna see it?

- Stay!

- It's a brand-new computer.

- Princess gave it to me. You wanna see it?

- Yeah.

- Stay in your place.

- It's so great.

I can play with it

up till 10:
00 at night.

- Then it's bedtime.

- Very good!

- No!

- No, no, no, no, no. You wait. You wait here.

Damon! Damon!

Damon! Damon!

- What did I do?

- It wasn't you!

- Where's Damon?

- I know who.

It was you.

You did this! Why?

Why? To hurt me again? Huh?

- No.

- Puppy!

Someone's trying to kill me.

Shut your lying, filthy mouth.

We hate you!

That's right, traitor.

You go! Go!

Leave!

Leave!

Leave!

Who's there?

Sam.

Mmm.

I missed you.

You look good.

So do you.

There's some dirt on your face.

I love this place.

You okay?

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