Mom: We've looked everywhere.
Guard: Maybe we should call the police.
Ricky: The police? Oh, this is terrible.
Man: Excuse me. Are you looking for a lost child?
Ricky: Yes, my sister Rachel.
Man: I think I know where she is.
Ricky: Mom! This man knows where Rachel is!
Man: Just follow me.
Man: I was looking at some books for my grandchildren.
Mom: Rachel loves books.
Ricky: Rachel! There you are!
Rachel: Is it time to go?
Mom: Thank you so much for your help.
Man: Don't mention it.
Rachel: Mom? Are you crying?
Mom: I'm just happy that you're safe.