Tonight’s installment of The Missing was the most cinematic yet, both visually and script-wise. It won’t make you feel any closer to solving the mystery of what happened to Olive Hughes, but you can still enjoy “Molly” for what it is: a brilliantly constructed, riveting hour of mystery and intrigue in the aftermath of tragedy.
The opening scene is somewhat surreal, set in the present but far removed from the dreary European landscape of The Missing we’ve come to know. In the middle of an impossibly vast and blue ocean bobs a private yacht; lounging on the deck is a middle-aged (or older) woman. And in just the first few minutes, last week’s ultimate revelation—that Ian Garrett is missing, presumed dead—is upended when a familiar gray face intrudes on the scene. Ian Garrett pops up on deck to greet the woman, his lovely wife—and he’s looking very much alive. Garrett seems to have left his troubled past on land in favor of the isolation and off-the-grid existence at sea.
Back in 2006, Emily and Tony, along with Mark, have come to the mayor’s office to present the evidence for last week’s other big revelation: Tony figured out that Garrett and Bourg are somehow connected, or at the very least they know each other. The problem is that there isn’t actually any evidence to present. There’s only Tony’s word that both Garrett and Bourg separately told the very same story—a parable about guilt being like a cancer. “The exact same story told the exact same way by two people who haven no knowledge of each other,” as he puts it. But we know Tony’s word doesn’t go very far in Chalons du Bois. And the police are baffled as to why Tony suspects the man who put up 100 grand to find Oliver. Surprisingly, Emily chimes in, pleading for them to just take a look—just a quick interjection, but it’s the first time I can remember her siding with Tony and pleading with the authorities from a position of being doubted. She seems to have awoken from a fog, maybe, finally ready to put up a fight.
It’s kind of crazy that it’s taken so long to see the husband and wife who’ve lost their son finally unite on something and take action together. Up until now, they’ve each been handling this tragedy on their own, and in very different ways—Emily crying, praying, and cooperating with the police, while Tony’s taken to towards public fits of rage and breaking into people’s apartments. It’s an exciting new dynamic to see them finally on the same page about something. So they hop in their car and head to the lake where Tony knows Bourg often fishes. Emily realizes this means Tony must’ve been stalking Bourg in some capacity and gets cold feet.
The second Bourg sees Tony, he shrinks away in terror at the man who’s threatened him so many times already. But Tony’s done with pretending to have any sort of tact or discretion—he strolls up and socks Bourg in the face. Bourg won’t talk, but no matter. Tony finds the proof he needs: Garrett’s number in Bourg’s phone. Tony beats the guy to a pulp, forcing him to confess that Garrett paid for his alibi. When Tony gets back in the car, his hands are shaking. He tells Emily that he plans to keep his plans to meet Garrett at a bar later in order to confront him.
And Bourg, barely able to see let alone stand up, lies in a bloody heap on the grass while he calls Garrett to tell him what happened. “Tony Hughes. He knows.” Garrett is pissed he didn’t keep his mouth shut about their knowing each other. “You said you wouldn’t hurt my mother,” Bourg pleads. So now, Bourg’s mother is under threat—maybe even being held hostage—by Garrett. Whoa. It’s confirmed: Ian Garrett is a very bad man.
NEXT: Tony confronts Garrett