[GIRL PANTING AND WHIMPERING]
[WHIMPERING]
[FOOTSTEPS AND MEN CHATTERING]
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[SHRIEKS]
[POP MUSIC PLAYING INSIDE HOUSE]
[ALL CHATTERING]
[POP MUSIC PLAYING OVER SPEAKERS]
[PEOPLE CHATTERING]
God, I hate these things.
BARTENDER: Ask that guy. WOMAN: Manhattan? Excuse me.
Do you know what goes in a Manhattan?
Hmm?
I thought it was just whisky and cherry juice.
Cherry juice? Right?
BARTENDER: I was trying to tell her.
Ha-ha-ha! No.
Not at all. You mind if I...?
Go ahead, man. Iâ€™m paid by the hour.
Heh-heh. Thank you.
You mind?
Just donâ€™t roofie me.
Not even a little bit?
[CHUCKLES]
You used to bartend or something?
Still do.
Whoa! Hey, okay. Thatâ€™s a little...
Doesnâ€™t knock you on your ass, itâ€™s not a Manhattan.
Where do you work?
Uh, downtown. The Trencherman. What about you?
ER, at County.
ER? You a doctor?
I am, yeah.
Holy. Okay, Iâ€™m slightly
even more so out of my league than I thought I was.
Ha-ha! Please. Heh-heh-heh.
What do you specialize in?
Emergency.
[CHUCKLES]
Yar. Yar. Late night.
Emergency room. Now it makes sense to me.
Itâ€™s coming together. You know, itâ€™s all right.
I think they made a show about that.
Um, Iâ€™m Jacob, by the way.
Avery.
Now this is officially...
a Manhattan.
Just give it a whirl.
Mmm. Itâ€™s great on the lips.
Wow. Jesus! Somebody put you to work?
Heh. Hey, bud. Glad you made it, buddy.
Hey, come on. I got some people I want you to meet.
Ah, no, no, no. Not tonight.
All right. Okay.
I gotta get going. I gotta go check on King.
I just wanted to stop by, say hello.
How is King anyway?
Heâ€™s a pain my ass. Yeah. I bet.
Gotta take care, huh?
Yeah. Yeah.
All right, man, well, Iâ€™m just glad you stopped by.
You know, listen, I just, um...
Just wanna help you out.
Thatâ€™s all. Thatâ€™s all this is.
Iâ€™m good. All right? Thank you.
Okay. All right. Freshly single, by the way.
Oh, fresh. MAX: So, uh, be careful.
Thanks for that.
[CHUCKLES]
AVERY: So how long have you known Max?
Dorms at Stanford Engineering.
Stanford? Wow.
Whatever.
You didnâ€™t want to go into tech like the rest of these guys?
On a napkin.
At his own party.
Is that douchey?
See? You couldâ€™ve been a douche too.
Well, how do you know Iâ€™m not?
I can tell.
You know, I could be putting on a really good show.
You know, like this is my alter ego.
Heh. What, like a superhero?
A douchey superhero.
BOTH: Douche Man.
[BOTH LAUGH]
Yeah, that was a douchey joke.
[CELL PHONE BUZZING]
Yeah, go ahead.
Hello? Hey, yeah.
What time?
No. Um... Yeah, I need it.
Okay.
[HANGS UP]
A friend needs me to cover her shift at work.
Right now?
[SIGHS]
I should probably go find my jacket.
You know, I was gonna jet anyway. Iâ€™ll help you.
Whoa! Whoa, whoa, whoa!
You sure youâ€™re okay to drive?
And possibly wield a scalpel?
A hundred percent. Iâ€™m clumsy even when Iâ€™m sober.
Thatâ€™s reassuring.
Let me help you find your jacket.
AVERY: Yeah.
JACOB: Thatâ€™s amazing. Do you think
you can define douche by the furniture that you have?
Because Max has...
I just blew smoke in your face. Iâ€™m really sorry.
I was actually gonna ask if I could bum one.
See, I donâ€™t believe youâ€™re a doctor.
I believe that this is against all rules.
I can fix myself, right?
Sure.
I was really hoping that my car wouldnâ€™t come first.
Why?
[CHUCKLES]
You know, uh-- Turn around.
Excuse me?
Turn around.
Iâ€™m not sure I like this game.
Might call you.
Thank you for the drink.
Cherry juice? Really?
[CHUCKLES]
Itâ€™s a fantastic pickup line.
[DOOR CLOSES THEN ENGINE STARTS]
[ENGINE REVS THEN AVERY LAUGHS]
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[TIRES SCREECH]
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Max, you dick.
[CHUCKLES]
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[HORN HONKS]
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Hey, Max, itâ€™s me.
Um...
Well, itâ€™s a wonderful little prank you pulled.
Not sure what itâ€™s supposed to mean, but, um...
Okay, look, I donâ€™t want the gun, all right?
So just call me back. Uh...
Talk to you soon, buddy. Bye.
Can I help you?
[SOBBING] Iâ€™m so...
So sorry.
Whoa, whoa. Whoa.
[SOBBING] Stop, will you? Stop, stop!
Stop. Stop!
Christ! Stop, stop, stop!
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Whoa, whoa, whoa! Wait, wait, wait!
Iâ€™m sorry. I have to.
No, you donâ€™t. I have to!
Just stop! Put down the gun!
I canâ€™t put down the gun! I donâ€™t have a choice!
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Oh, no. Oh!
No!
[SCREAMING]
[MAN 1 SCREAMING]
[ENGINE STARTS]
[GUNSHOT]
[MAN 1 SOBBING]
[WHISPERING] Fucked up.
Man.
[SIREN WAILING IN DISTANCE]
Okay.
All clear.
[TV CHATTERING]
Ellie? Honey?
Hey.
Come on.
Okay. All right. Letâ€™s do this.
Oh...
Itâ€™s going to be okay, all right?
Now I need you to hold still, okay?
Donâ€™t move, all right?
Hey, hey, hey. Donâ€™t move, Ellie, okay?
I donâ€™t want to cut you. Stay still.
Okay.
Hey, Ellie!
Ellie, honey.
Hey.
Listen...
You can trust me, okay?
Honey, everythingâ€™s going to be fine from now on.
I promise, okay?
I saw what you did...
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...you and dad, to that man.
They made me watch.
I saw you hurt him.
Honey, come here. Look...
Ellie, Ellie.
[SOBBING]
El?
[KNOCKS SOFTLY ON DOOR]
Ellie?
Sweetie, open the door.
[SOBBING]
LAURA: El.
[SIGHS]
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[PANTING]
Holy shit.
WOMAN: 911. Whatâ€™s your emergency?
Someone just tried to fucking kill me.
Was it exciting?
What?
Did it make you hard, holding a gun like that?
Who is this? You now have 71 hours,
29 minutes and 38 seconds.
[DIAL TONE BEEPING]
[PHONE DIALING]
[LINE RINGING]
You now have 71 hours,
29 minutes and 21 seconds.
[DIAL TONE BEEPING]
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[FOOTSTEPS IN DISTANCE]
[ELEVATOR BELL DINGS]
[â™ªâ™ªâ™ª]
You okay?
Yeah.
[VIDEO GAME PLAYING INDISTINCTLY]
JACOB: Was anybody here?
Moochie came by with my shit.
No one else?
What happened to you? You look like you just got fingered.
I just got to get to bed.
How was the party? You bring me some pussy?
[JACOB SIGHS]
Maybe if you clean up the place. Next time.
Jake. Yeah.
Iâ€™m full.
All right, give me a minute.
[VIDEO GAME ENDS]
[SIGHS]
Watch your legs.
I, uh-- I talked to Moochie about that thing again.
He says I can make up to three grand a week.
You going to work the streets like this?
Yeah, I mean, thatâ€™s the thing. Thatâ€™s what Moochie was saying.
No oneâ€™s going to suspect the cripple.
I mean, at that rate, I figured it would only take
about eight months to save up enough for the surgery.
Hey, do me a favor, all right?
I donâ€™t want you hanging out with Moochie anymore.
So, what, Iâ€™m just supposed to sit here all day
shitting in a bag?
Iâ€™m trying to earn a living.
Okay? Properly.
Earn a living.
All you had to do was go work for Max.
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JACOB: Bank manager, huh?
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[KING SIGHS]
JACOB: Hey, I got to go do something.
Pick me up some Stoli Vanilla?
No. Why not?
Because youâ€™re 16.
Hypocrite.
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MAN 1 [ON RADIO]: In the low fifties, with a slight chance...
MAN 2: ...will be reporting back to us with more on that story later.
We jump now to sports, where the Detroit Pistons...
WOMAN: ...shots fired in the midcity area,
in what the police determined was a domestic dispute.
Shit. Thereâ€™s got to be something.
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[HELICOPTER PASSES OVERHEAD]
JACOB: Excuse me.
Miss.
Did you hear anything earlier tonight?
Um, I wasnâ€™t here for that.
"That"? Whatâ€™s "that"?
Some guy said there were some gunshots.
The police come?
I donâ€™t know.
Is there someone else here I can talk to?
A manager? Someone? Weâ€™re closed.
Come on, youâ€™re not the only one still here.
I got to get back to work. Sorry.
Iâ€™m not trying to cause you trouble. I just need to know.
Stop.
[LOCK CLICKS]
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Oh, no. Please.
[SHUDDERING]
Oh, no. Huh, no more.
Please, my timeâ€™s almost up.
[CRYING] I donâ€™t know what to do.
I didnâ€™t want to hurt anybody.
My mother...
they burned her house.
Who did?
I donâ€™t know.
[RUSTLING] Whoa, whoa, whoa. Whoa.
Itâ€™s not-- Itâ€™s not a weapon.
Iâ€™m out of bullets. I promise, sir.
Slow.
Just take it out slowly.
What happens at 11:03?
I...
My time is up.
What time? What are you talking about?
I got a box.
I thought one of my students gave it to me.
But then I opened it,
and...
[AMBULANCE SIREN BLARING IN DISTANCE]
Oh, no...
No, donâ€™t let â€™em take me.
Please, donâ€™t let â€™em take me.
Please donâ€™t let â€™em take me.
No, no, please!
Help me-- Ahh! Help me! [HANDCUFFS CRANKING]
[SOBBING] Donâ€™t let â€™em take me!
Please! Please, help!
Ahh! Please!
Please help me! Please! Please!
Iâ€™m sorry, whatever I did!
I had no choice!
[AMBULANCE DOOR CLOSES]
[SIREN BLARING]
[TIRES SCREECHING]
[SIREN BLARING]
[CAR HORN BLARES]
[SIREN STOPS]
[INDISTINCT RADIO CHATTER]
[WOMAN ANNOUNCING INDISTINCTLY OVER P.A.]
WOMAN [OVER P.A.]: Dr. Lewis, please report to the O.R.
Dr. Lewis, please report to the O.R.
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[PEOPLE CHATTERING]
Excuse me!
Do you know this man?
What?
Are you family?
Do you know this man?
I donâ€™t know what youâ€™re talking about.
Security!
Maâ€™am, miss, you donâ€™t need to call s--
Yeah.
Ah, Dr. Avery. Uh...
Fuck, I forgot her name. Avery, she works here.
I know her. I know... Whatâ€™s going on?
He was trying to take this manâ€™s wallet.
I wasnâ€™t trying to take his wallet.
Come with me. I need to know--
Donâ€™t touch me! AVERY: Jacob?
Avery! Avery! Avery!
Please tell them who I am.
Jacob, whatâ€™re you doing?
I saw him trying to take--
I wasnâ€™t trying to take his wallet!
You know this guy? Uh, yes.
Um, heâ€™s not well.
Just-- Let me deal with it, okay?
Iâ€™m sorry.
Not well?
AVERY: Did you call the police?
I got this weird message.
It was like someone had tapped into my phone.
I know, I know I sound crazy, but all I know
is that when I went back, I saw him alive in his car.
He had been a while.
And then heâ€™s transported in an ambulance
and he suddenly dies?
It happens all the time. Not everybody makes it.
Itâ€™s different. Iâ€™m telling you, itâ€™s different.
Jesus, here you are. We got a car wreck cominâ€™ in.
Iâ€™m coming. Avery, please.
Dr. Sharp.
I believe you.
DR. CRUZ: You canâ€™t smoke in here.
[CLEARS THROAT]
[RUBS HANDS TOGETHER]
[SIREN BLARING IN DISTANCE]
[LIGHT BUZZING]
Ellie, honey?
Ellie, Iâ€™ve got to go make a phone call, okay?
I need you to keep this door locked.
Donâ€™t open it for anyone but me, okay?
[DOG BARKING IN DISTANCE]
[MAN YELLING INDISTINCTLY IN DISTANCE]
[LOOSE CHANGE JINGLES]
[PHONE RINGING]
[BOTTLES CLANGING IN DISTANCE]
[RINGING CONTINUES]
[HELICOPTER WHIRRING IN DISTANCE]
[PHONE BEEPS]
Itâ€™s twenty after. Iâ€™m starting to get worried.
Weâ€™re here.
Weâ€™re waiting.
[MAN YELLING CONTINUES]
[DOG BARKING CONTINUES]
[CAR HORNS BLARING]
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Ellie?
Oh, Jesus.
Ellie! Ellie!
Ellie!
Ellie. Ellie!
Ellie!
Ellie! Ellie!
Excuse me. Excuse me.
Have you seen my daughter? Sheâ€™s about this tall.
She has blonde, browny-blonde, long hair.
How long she been missing? Just now.
Do you want me to call the police?
No.
Ellie! Ellie!
Ellie? Ellie!
MAN: Excuse me?
Maâ€™am, are you lookinâ€™ for a little girl?
[GASPS] Yeah.
Well, I believe I found her.
She climbed up into my truck, wonâ€™t get out.
Youâ€™re her mom?
Ha, I bet she hops right down for you.
Um...
If you wanna come along, Iâ€™ll take you right to her.
[GUN CLINKS]
You on a road trip or somethinâ€™?
Yeah, sorta.
Hm.
Pretty lady like yourself out here,
beat down motel like this.
Now, howâ€™s that happen?
Weâ€™re just tryinâ€™ to save money.
[TRAIN HORN BLARING IN DISTANCE] Hm.
Which is yours?
Hm? Which is your truck?
Oh. Iâ€™m right here.
Ellie!
Ah, sheâ€™s-- Sheâ€™s not in there.
Sheâ€™s around back.
I left the door open while I was sweepinâ€™ out the truck,
and she hopped up back there.
Ellie? Right around there, yeah.
Ellie, honey, itâ€™s Mommy.
Sheâ€™s hidinâ€™ behind one of the boxes.
Oh, itâ€™s-- Just go on up, you know, do the mommy thing.
Here, let me give you a hand.
Donâ€™t come near me. Ho, ho, ho.
Whatâ€™s this?
Why donâ€™t you tell me.
Tell you what?
When did you get the box?
How much time have you got?
Oh, damn.
Youâ€™re tweekinâ€™, ainâ€™t ya?
Now, come on, darlinâ€™-- [COCKS GUN]
Donâ€™t come near me. Okay, okay, okay.
Okay. Hey.
Now, whereâ€™d, uh--
Whereâ€™d you get such a big gun anyway, hm?
Donâ€™t-- Didnâ€™t-- Did anybody ever
teach you how to hold the darn thing?
Itâ€™s a-- You, a--
You got the--
You got the safety on.
[LAURA GRUNTS] Geez, the safetyâ€™s on.
[TRUCKER GRUNTS]
Get in there!
LAURA: No!
No?
Well, my favorite thing about the game is...
[ELLIE GROANS]
...is they got no scruples â€™bout killinâ€™ nobody,
so they really canâ€™t say shit
about a bonus raping, ya know?
[LAURA GRUNTING] [ELLIE WHIMPERING]
Hell...
...they may even enjoy watchinâ€™.
Hell, they keep sendinâ€™ me boxes,
got pretty little girls in â€™em,
I can only assume...
[GUNSHOTS]
[LAURA GROANS]
You okay? Get Ellie.
We gotta go. Fixers are gonna be here soon.
[ELLIE CRYING] Itâ€™s okay.
Okay. Okay.
ELLIE: Daddy! [LAURA GRUNTS]
Come on, I got you.
Hang on. Come on.
[GRUNTING]
Laura.
Laur! [GASPS]
IAN [WHISPERING]: Come on, letâ€™s go, letâ€™s go.
Come on, letâ€™s go.
IAN: I found the perfect car.
IAN: Come on, letâ€™s go.
[DOG BARKING IN DISTANCE]
IAN: Itâ€™s okay. Come on.
Come on.
LAURA: Wait, wait. This is the perfect car?
Yeah. Yeah.
No GPS. No computers. Come on.
Had the mechanic take all the air vents out,
make sure there was nothing there-- No cameras, no nothing.
Letâ€™s go. LAURA: Here, sweetie.
Itâ€™s totally untraceable.
Come on, hop in, hop in. In you go.
[SIRENS BLARING IN DISTANCE]
[CAR BEEPING]
IAN: Did you smash your SIM card?
Yeah, the minute we split.
Credit cards?
Yeah, gone.
Good.
Okay.
Where is it that weâ€™re going?
Itâ€™s a co-op
in the mountains up north.
Itâ€™s just a series of cabins.
Client of Rogers used to own one.
Used it to stash illegals before he could find â€™em work.
And when he got busted,
the, uh, the feds, they seized it,
and never sold it.
So itâ€™s just sittinâ€™ there.
Itâ€™s been sittinâ€™ there in limbo for the past couple years.
How do we know that the Watchers
donâ€™t know where it is?
Thereâ€™s no way. I mean, it--
Thereâ€™s no paper trail connecting me to it at all.
I mean, thereâ€™s-- Thereâ€™s no way
they couldâ€™ve gotten up there with cameras.
They canâ€™t be that far ahead of us.
I started to worry that you werenâ€™t gonna show.
Iâ€™m right here.
[SIRENS BLARING IN DISTANCE]
King?
[COCKS GUN]
King?
KING: What the shit, dude? I called you.
I texted you.
Iâ€™m trying to find my fucking vikes.
What the hell is that thing?
Jake, is that a Magnum? Where did you--
[COUGHS, GRUNTS]
Hey, whoa, come on, sit down. Sit down.
Relax.
[GROANS]
[SIGHS]
What the hellâ€™s goinâ€™ on?
Did you hurt someone?
No.
But I think someone wants me to.
That guy in the-- In the picture?
Okay, look...
[SIGHS]
I got this box...
and inside it
was the photo.
And the gun.
Could be a prank.
Yeah, thatâ€™s what I thought.
But then this guy shows up at the grocery store,
just shows up out of nowhere,
tries to kill me.
Then another guy shows up and kills him.
Shit. Jake, are you drinking again?
No. Hey-- No.
Look...
He had this on him.
Shit, thatâ€™s you.
Yeah.
Just like the one I got.
And the other guy probably had one with him in it.
Itâ€™s like some kind of a game.
Um...
Wait...
Why donâ€™t you just talk to him?
â€™Cause heâ€™s dead.
No, the other guy. The Larry or whatever.
Leslie.
Why donâ€™t you just talk to him?
Just talk to him.
You know?
[HIP HOP MUSIC PLAYING OVER CAR STEREO]
[PEOPLE CHATTERING]
[TYPING]
[METALLIC JINGLING]
MAN: Hi.
Are you making a deposit today?
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