00:00This is Steven. He's a cop. A detective who likes to catch pedophiles.
00:15Trouble is, he's just as sick as they are.
00:20Just talk? Nothing else?
00:22Just talk.
00:24Oh god, you scared me. Are you...
00:27Do you get to see your daughter much?
00:30We'll keep the curtains open.
00:32How's that? Does that make you feel better?
00:34She's dead.
00:36I liked it better open. Now stop.
00:38What else are you wearing?
00:40My denim shorts that are frayed at the bottom.
00:42Oh, I love those.
00:45I've got some presents for you.
00:47Must make you feel really good to lock these sick freaks up.
00:50My mom must have followed us from the mall to my place and then followed David to the bar.
00:54And then kidnapped him.
00:56What? I mean, how?
00:58Like that one. He's still alive.
01:00Come on, Michelle, don't crash on me now. David needs you. I need you.
01:04What is all this?
01:06Toys for us to play with.
01:08You're a police officer, Steven. Remember that.
01:10They're props. They're clothes. I mean...
01:14I'm supposed to be a teenage girl. They help me to concentrate.
01:17The minute I lay eyes on them all, I resign.
01:20Stop, Daddy. Daddy, where are you?
01:25Please stop. Please stop.
01:29It's paint. You're the goddamn paintball.
01:33You're hurting me.
01:35Just pictures.
01:37You're only going to take pictures.
01:39I've known 18 lovely little girls and boys.
01:43Please.
01:45Do it.
01:47Who are you?
01:49Who are you?
01:52No, God!
01:54You use your dead daughter?
01:56Sometimes it's like she's possessing me.
01:58Now what?
02:00Daddy, he's hurting me. Where are you?
02:03Daddy!
02:05Who are you?
02:07Daddy!
02:09Daddy!
02:11Daddy!
02:19Daddy!