[TICKING]
[TICKING CONTINUES]
[â™ªâ™ªâ™ª]
[DOOR OPENS]
[DOOR CLOSES]
JACOB: Itâ€™s done.
KING: Jake, whatâ€™d you do?
JACOB: That was a family.
A whole family.
Iâ€™ll find another way to make the other 25 K.
With this guy...
He was a monster.
I knew that.
I can handle that. I could live with that. Just...
barely.
But this...
[SNIFFLES]
[JACOB SIGHS]
So what are you gonna do?
Nothing.
Can you do that?
Will they let you do that?
I can do whatever I want.
They donâ€™t own me.
What if they do someth--
I can do whatever I want!
They donâ€™t own me!
Let them come.
Iâ€™m not playing.
[LOW GRUNT]
[DOOR OPENS]
[SIGHS]
Shit.
[SIGHS]
What do we do now?
We live.
Okay.
[GUNSHOTS ON TV]
[GUNSHOTS]
[â™ªâ™ªâ™ª]
[GUNSHOTS GET LOUDER]
[SIGHS]
[DOOR OPENS SLOWLY]
She is out for the count.
She needed it.
Yeah.
Itâ€™s so quiet out here.
Yeah, it is.
We used to talk about doing this.
Saying...
saying screw it to everything.
Making things simple.
We shouldâ€™ve.
Hey...
What happened, Ian?
Jobs.
Life, uh...
[SIGHS]
I donâ€™t know.
What happens to families?
Did we not try hard enough?
[â™ªâ™ªâ™ª]
AVERY [ON VOICEMAIL]: Hi. Youâ€™ve reached Dr. Avery Sharp.
Please leave me a message
and Iâ€™ll get back to you when I can. Thank you.
Hi. Youâ€™ve reached Dr. Avery Sharp.
Please leave me a message
and Iâ€™ll get back to you when I can. Thank you.
[CELL PHONE BUZZING]
Avery.
WOMAN [ON PHONE]: Jacob Orr.
You now have 52 hours, 24 minutes, and 13 seconds
to expire Ian Mitchell, Laura Mitchell,
Ellie Mitchell--
[PHONE THUDS]
What are you doinâ€™?
Iâ€™m picking up a shift.
You sure thatâ€™s--
You know...
Iâ€™m done. Itâ€™s over.
I threw out the box.
Well, what if someone else has a box with you in it?
What am I supposed to do?
Stay inside? Lock the doors?
Shouldâ€™ve at least kept that dudeâ€™s Desert Eagle, man.
Thing kicks ass in Modern Warfare 3.
Hey, go get dressed.
What?
Youâ€™re coming with me.
I am?
Yeah...hurry up, go on.
I donâ€™t wanna be late.
[ROCK MUSIC PLAYING ON RADIO]
â™ª You donâ€™t know me You donâ€™t know me â™ª
[HIP-HOP PLAYING ON RADIO]
[MUSIC STATION BEEPS]
â™ª My list of promises â™ª
[MUSIC STATION BEEPS]
Okay, stop. Just--pick a channel.
Iâ€™m not even allowed in there, you know.
At the bar.
Iâ€™m not leaving you alone.
See. Youâ€™re still freaking out.
Just be careful.
Shouldâ€™ve kept the Desert Eagle.
[SIGHS]
[ROCK MUSIC PLAYING]
All right, look. Stay right here at the end of the bar, okay.
Donâ€™t talk to anyone. Donâ€™t look at anyone.
Itâ€™s 4:30. I know. I know.
I have dance class.
Go on, get out of here. I got it.
Well, can I transfer these tabs over?
These four, the rest have paid out.
I wouldnâ€™t serve this guy anymore.
Heâ€™s had like five whiskey sours.
Good for him.
Yeah...excuse me?
Can I see some ID? Um...
Thatâ€™s my brother.
LAYLA: Hope Roger doesnâ€™t come up.
Iâ€™ll take care of it, all right. Go to your ballet or whatever.
Intermediate hip-hop.
Thatâ€™s amazing. Yeah...
Okay, Iâ€™m out.
[JACOB CLICKS HIS TONGUE]
At least put some booze in it.
No.
That Asian guy is trying to get your attention.
Do you have to say "Asian"?
Well, he is.
Heâ€™s Asian. Could just say...
"That guy." That guy?
Yeah, you donâ€™t have to classify him.
Go with "man" or "woman".
Really? Brother.
Thatâ€™s how you--okay. Asshole.
[CHUCKLES]
[WHISTLES]
Yeah, man, can I have a, uh...
a sazerac and an IPA.
Sure.
[â™ªâ™ªâ™ª]
Hey! Hey!
What is this?
[GRUNTS]
[CONTINUES GRUNTING]
Ow.
[GROANS]
[SIGHS]
King?
Excuse me. Did you see the kid that was sitting right there?
He was-- No.
He was sitting right there.
King!
[â™ªâ™ªâ™ª]
[PHONE CHIMING]
King? [PHONE CONTINUES CHIMING]
[PHONE BUZZING]
[PHONE BEEPS]
[â™ªâ™ªâ™ª]
Call Avery.
[BEEPING]
[LINE RINGING]
AVERY [ON VOICEMAIL]: Hi. Youâ€™ve reached Dr. Avery Sharp.
Please leave a message... Shit!
[INDISTINCT PA ANNOUNCEMENT]
Avery!
AVERY: Jacob.
I need your help. MAN: Excuse me?
Youâ€™ll get her back in a second. You canâ€™t do--
Come on, come on, go on.
What are you doing?
They took King.
Who took King? I turned my back
for just a second. He was gone.
[POUNDING ON THE DOOR] MAN: Sir, get out of there.
They sent me this.
I need the name of that patient.
The one you said that was shot in the knee.
[POUNDING CONTINUES]
He may know something.
He may know how to get King back.
[POUNDING CONTINUES]
Please.
Iâ€™ll call you with it.
[DOOR KNOB RATTLES] Thank you.
Hurry.
All good. Weâ€™re good.
[â™ªâ™ªâ™ª]
[TIRES SCREECHING]
[SIGNAL TURN CLICKING]
[TIRES SCREECHING]
[CARS HONKING]
[PHONE RINGING]
Avery. His name is Paul Minningham.
You have an address?
[ELEVATOR DINGS]
[INDISTINCT YELLING]
[DOOR CREAKING]
Paul?
You Paul?
PAUL: I am.
Take it and cap me. I donâ€™t care.
You won.
JACOB: Iâ€™m not here for you.
Itâ€™s fine if you are.
You can... you can pop me right now.
Guilt free.
Iâ€™ll even sign a waiver.
Whatever you want. I donâ€™t even care anymore.
PAUL: Are you? Look, youâ€™re not my target.
Someone gave me your name.
Said you might know some things.
Yeah, I know some things.
You get a box?
Yeah.
[PAUL SIGHS]
Then youâ€™re fucked.
Did they take someone?
My brother.
You have to do what they say.
They gave me a family.
A man, a woman...
a little girl.
[CHUCKLES]
Oh, they must really like you.
That is so fucked up, man.
[SNIFFLES]
How do I get out?
[PAUL CHUCKLES]
PAUL: Like itâ€™s that simple.
Actually, it is that simple.
Or you donâ€™t...
I just want my brother back.
Yeah, well, I bet you do.
Now, listen to me, you little shit.
I didnâ€™t come here to take crap from you.
You hear me?
I thought you might wanna help me.
Just look in the fridge.
Excuse me?
In the kitchen.
The refrigerator. Open it and look inside.
You can take it with you.
If you donâ€™t trust me.
Iâ€™m not moving that fast anyway.
Goddamn it.
[COCKS GUN]
PAUL: They took my sister, you know.
My clock ran out, so they gave her back.
Itâ€™s wild, huh?
You can try, man.
But once you get that box, your life is over!
[GUNSHOTS]
JACOB: Shit! [PAUL GRUNTS]
[GUNSHOTS CONTINUE]
What the hell was that?
What was that? Is that your hunter?
Mine?
I donâ€™t think so.
Itâ€™s this little old Russian lady. Sheâ€™s still confused.
Hey.
[BOTH PANTING]
Whoâ€™s your target?
Jacob Orr.
See...I told you heâ€™s not mine.
HUNTER: Are you Jacob Orr?
No!
Yeah you are, man.
I got your picture.
JACOB: Okay, listen.
Could we take a break for a second?
Say what?
Letâ€™s just talk this out, okay.
You know, letâ€™s sit down. Have a beer first.
Get to know each other.
Are you high?
[CLEARS THROAT]
Whatâ€™s out there?
Fire escape or something?
Yeah, but itâ€™s all the way across the roof.
JACOB: Thanks.
PAUL: Donâ€™t just leave me here.
Oh, shit.
[PANTING]
[GRUNTS]
[GROANS]
[YELLS]
[GROANING]
[JACOB GRUNTS]
[GASPING]
[GUN CLICKS]
Please.
Please. Game over.
I swear. Iâ€™ll leave you alone.
[â™ªâ™ªâ™ª]
[JACOB PANTING]
[GRUNTS]
[LINE RINGING]
MAN [ON PHONE]: Hey, bud.
You probably want to talk about it, donâ€™t you?
[POUNDING ON DOOR]
[DOOR OPENS]
[ROCK MUSIC PLAYING]
[WOMAN MOANING IN BACKGROUND]
Oh, shit.
Jesus. He got you bad, didnâ€™t he?
Worse than it looked.
[COCKS GUN] Oh.
[COCKING GUNS]
Easy. Itâ€™s okay.
Itâ€™s cool.
Itâ€™s definitely not cool.
Itâ€™s been a long night, okay.
Why donâ€™t you sit down. Have a drink--
Whereâ€™s my brother?
King is fine.
Youâ€™re gonna be fine. Itâ€™s all gonna be fine.
Who are you? Iâ€™m your friend.
Same as always.
Give me King. Right now.
[SIGHS]
I donâ€™t have him.
Look, buddy.
These guys are gonna shoot in three seconds,
so why donâ€™t you put the gun down?
Iâ€™m not kidding. At all.
Just give me the gun,
and Iâ€™ll explain everything, I promise.
Okay? I promise weâ€™ll talk about it.
Just talk about it, okay?
[GRUNTS]
Okay.
How do I start?
[CLATTERING]
[SIGHS]
Oh, hey.
Have one of these. You deserve it.
Come on. Itâ€™ll make you feel better.
There you go.
Look,
[UPBEAT ROCK MUSIC PLAYING]
This is a good thing.
This is a good thing for both of us.
[SIGHS] The Watchers, they approached me about a year ago.
Offered to let me in
if I gave them access to my security interface.
But see, I-- I didnâ€™t...
I didnâ€™t know about the last step.
Enter someone in the game,
someone that you care about.
Why?
Honestly?
I think it would really help you.
Make you come alive.
I know why. Might be one of them.
My bad.
I donâ€™t think you could really understand.
But, you know, people reach a point.
They reach a point where...
[SIGHS] You know, the finest...
The finest wine and the best piece of asses...
He-he-he! It just doesnâ€™t really
do anything anymore,
[SCOFFS]
No.
You reached that point, Max.
Not people.
You.
I knew you wouldnâ€™t understand.
But thatâ€™s okay. Thatâ€™s okay.
I want my brother back.
And I want out.
Itâ€™s not the way it works. Iâ€™m sorry.
You make it work.
[SCOFFS]
Look, uh, I donâ€™t have that kind of pull.
I mean, Iâ€™m not even one of them yet.
Iâ€™m not a Watcher.
You have to play.
You play, just like everyone else.
If itâ€™s any consolation...
Check this out.
[INDISTINCT GRUNTS]
[MAN SCREAMING]
[SCOFFS]
What?
Did you think this guy was a saint?
Nuh-uh.
No.
Family.
The rest of them.
What did they do?
They tried to run.
They tried to get out of the game.
Good.
No, not good.
It doesnâ€™t work that way.
And really, you should be honored, man.
Thatâ€™s not an easy box they gave you.
The Watchers, they love you.
They think youâ€™re the next big thing.
I mean, hell, you killed Leslie Brewer.
The guyâ€™s an animal.
Was an animal.
Heh.
Just tell them to give me King back, okay?
Just--
Iâ€™ll play this stupid game, okay?
I just...want my brother.
You get him back by playing.
Ugh. Ugh. Whoa, whoa.
Itâ€™s okay. Sweetheart,
could you grab the doctor, please?
[GULPS]
[EXHALES]
Weâ€™re gonna get you fixed up, okay?
Donâ€™t worry.
Weâ€™ll get you fixed up,
get you back on track.
[MUMBLING] Okay. All right.
Youâ€™re gonna go far.
[EXHALES]
[DOOR CREAKS]
â™ª Wonâ€™t get old Forget you too â™ª
I gotta say, I...
Iâ€™ve enjoyed watching you two.
You know, itâ€™s crazy, â€™cause I--
Iâ€™m not even jealous.
[MAX SCOFFS]
MAX: I think itâ€™s because youâ€™re...
much more gentle with her than I was.
Thatâ€™ll change.
A few more kills.
Thatâ€™ll change.
[WHISPERING] Iâ€™m sorry.
[BIRDS CHIRPING]
[CLICK]
[GROANS]
Oh!
[GROANS]
[TABLET RINGING]
[â™ªâ™ªâ™ª]
[GRUNTING]
[PANTING]
[TWIG SNAPS]
[COCKS GUN]
[EXHALES]
[TABLET RINGING]
[â™ªâ™ªâ™ª]
[PANTING]
Ugh! Fuck! Fuck!
[BREATHS DEEPLY]
[WHISPERING] Please forgive me.
[CLICK]
Daddy, it looks burnt.
Well, you like â€™em burnt.
Only you like it burnt.
Oh, I like it. So then this is all mine.
Then whereâ€™s mine? I donâ€™t know.
Where is yours? If this is all mine,
â€™cause itâ€™s burnt, what are you gonna do?
You know, your father used to be a good cook.
Yeah, used to be. [LAURA CHUCKLES]
You never complained about my cooking before.
Okay, here, you cook. [LAURA LAUGHS]
You go ahead. No? You donâ€™t want to.
IAN: "You used to be a good cook."
Just for that,
Iâ€™m gonna give you extra, well-done bacon.
[GUNSHOT]
Shit! Daddy!
Come here.
[GUNSHOTS]
Laura! ELLIE: Mommy!
Ian! [GUNSHOTS]
Come on. Come on.
Just stay there. Just stay there.
[GUNSHOT]
No. Ian. No. Ian.
Mommy!
Just stay right here.
I need you to be quiet. Be very quiet.
Daddy, please donâ€™t leave.
Iâ€™m not gonna leave. Iâ€™ll be back.
Just be very quiet. Iâ€™ll be back.
Itâ€™s gonna be okay.
[CLICK]
[GUNSHOTS]
How did they find us? I donâ€™t know.
What are we gonna do?
Take this. Protect Ellie.
If something happens, you use it, okay?
Where are you going?
Iâ€™m gonna give him somethinâ€™ to chase.
I love you. I love you.
[GUNSHOT]
[CLICKING]
Stop! Just stop, okay?
You donâ€™t have to do this.
You have a choice.
We had a choice. We got out.
Then what am I doing here?
[GRUNTING]
[BOTH GROANING]
JACOB: Donâ€™t.
We could just stop. Huh?
How about we just stop?
They have my brother.
With a gun to his head as we speak.
Theyâ€™re not gonna do it, okay?
Theyâ€™re just bluffing.
Donâ€™t act like you donâ€™t have blood on your hands.
I saw what you did.
Iâ€™ll get there first.
Weâ€™ll see.
[GUNSHOT]
[DOOR OPENS]
[SLOW FOOTSTEPS]
[FLOOR CREAKING]
Daddy.
Itâ€™s okay. Daddy.
Itâ€™s okay, baby. Iâ€™m sorry.
Come on. Letâ€™s go.
[ELLIE CRYING]
Laura? Ian...
IAN: Okay.
Mommy. Mommy!
Is he gone? Heâ€™s gone.
Is he dead?
Heâ€™s not coming back.
Ian, thereâ€™s so much blood.
IAN: I know. I know. Thereâ€™s so much blood.
We gotta go. Weâ€™ll get you to a hospital.
No, no, Ian, I canâ€™t. Mommy...
Come on, come on. We gotta go.
Come on. No, Ian, stop.
I canâ€™t. Iâ€™m dizzy. Okay, just stay right there.
Itâ€™s gonna be okay.
Itâ€™s all right. Itâ€™s gonna be fine.
Daddy? [GUNSHOTS]
Daddy!
Please, no.
No...
No.
Please, no.
Please.
Iâ€™m sorry.
No, no. Please.
Run.
Run!
[GUNSHOTS]
[ELLIE SHRIEKING]
No! Mommy!
[CRYING]
Mommy!
[FOOTSTEPS]
[TABLET BEEPING]
[TABLET STOPS BEEPING]
[KINGâ€™S MUFFLED SCREAMING]
[GUNSHOT]
[CONTINUOUS BEEP]
[GRUNTING]
[SOBBING]
[PANTING]