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- [Boy] I wanna go home.
(suspenseful atmospheric music)
(boy's muffled wails)
No.
Don't do that.
(suspenseful atmospheric music)
(distant screams)
(music swells and intensifies)
(ethereal tones)
Can you hear me?
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I can barely see you.
- What the hell?
- [Boy] Can you hear me?
- Who's there?
- [Boy] I can see you.
- Move your ass, let's go, come on.
(pants)
(intense abrasive tones)
- [Boy] Tim.
Help me.
- You alright?
- Yes, sir.
- Are you sure?
- Yes, sir.
- Good.
'Cause we got a lot of work to do.
- [Boy] I can see you.
- Who's there?
- [Boy] Help me.
- Where are you?
Oh, man.
(dark atmospheric music)
You fucking pussy.
- [Man] What's up, motherfucker, did you get my message?
- Yeah, I got the message. - On time, no exceptions.
- Full payments only, I won't be late this time.
- [Man] Better not be late, motherfucker,
or I'll cut your nephew's balls off.
- Don't do that.
My nephew ain't got nothin' to do with this.
- [Man] You gonna pay me extra, right?
- Right.
- [Man] I hear you got a sweet little sister.
- Right.
- [Man] Don't be late again, motherfucker.
- Hey, Lucas.
- Timmy, what's up?
Where you been?
- Here, there and everywhere. - Sweet, sweet.
- Everything alright?
- It's all good, so you want the usual?
- No, I'm a little low on cash, man.
- How much you got?
- Not enough. - How much?
- Man, I'll be gettin' some bucks tomorrow.
- Timmy, why don't you tell me how much you have?
Maybe we can make a deal.
- Lucas, can you front me some, man?
- Little what? - Lucas, come on.
- You better sell your skinny ass, come back with somethin'!
- Lucas, come on, help me out. - Help?
Boy, you got some balls, slingin' that bullshit at me.
(thud)
Where the fuck am I gonna get the money I need?
- [Tim] Alright, stop.
- Get up!
(Tim sobs)
Now, buddy.
Go take care of business.
- Yeah. - Yeah, and get goin'.
(phone rings)
- [Man] Hey, man, what do you want?
- Hey, don't what me, punk, I need what you owe.
Today.
- [Man] Give me some time, I'll get it to you later today.
- Oh, man, come on.
Don't be such a fucking bitch, come on.
Don't be a fucking pussy.
- [Boy] Tim.
I can help you.
(dark atmospheric music)
The pain will go away.
- [Tim] I can't do this.
I can't do this.
Oh, man.
(music intensifies)
You're not real!
You're not real.
(groans) (ethereal tones)
- [Boy] I've found something for you.
- Where are you?
- [Boy] I'll tell you soon.
Right now you have to close your eyes.
Nothing bad will happen.
Can you see it?
- Yeah.
(ominous tones)
I slept there before.
- [Boy] Something is hidden in that place.
Go there.
- Why?
- You have to do something. - What?
- [Boy] Go to that place.
- What is it?
Alright, I'll go.
I'll find it.
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- What are you doing?
You're gonna wake him, K.
Let's go back to bed right now.
- I heard what he's gonna do.
- What's that?
- You know what I'm talking about!
I can't believe you're gonna help him.
- He was bullshitting, K.
Plenty other ways to make money.
- Stop lying to me!
(grunts)
- Stop, you little bitch!
Stop!
Fuckin' hit you, I'll... (grunts)
You're wasting your time looking for her.
- You piece of shit!
Fuck!
Just leave me alone.
- Do we have a problem here, you two?
- No, everything is going good.
Right, honey?
- [K] Right.
- Got a big day tomorrow. - Yeah.
- [Long-Haired Man] Gonna need my rest.
- Yeah, we were gonna go to bed right now.
- You do that.
- Listen, if you fuckin' run, Bill will find you.
His friends will fuckin' find you and they will hurt you.
Listen, just give me more time to figure something out.
Something to get us out of this fucking mess, yeah?
We'll both get outta here.
And I won't stop till I find your mom.
- How many times have you told me that?
(chuckles)
- Don't ask me that again.
Let's go to bed.
Come on.
(moody atmospheric music)
- [Man On Phone] If any of his friends get caught or run to
the police, we are finished, do you understand?
- [Man] Yes, sir, I absolutely understand
the importance of this.
- [Man On Phone] Good.
- [Man] I'll call you as soon as I resolve the problem.
- [Man On Phone] There can't be any mistakes.
- I'm handling this personally.
- [Man On Phone] You have 48 hours to clean it up.
- Yes, sir. - Get to work.
- No.
Daniel!
Is everything set?
- Yes.
- No matter what happens, I need him alive.
Do you understand me? - Understood.
- These people?
If they're not happy...
If they're exposed in any way...
You and me?
We're gonna be far from happy.
You got that?
- I'll bring him alive.
He'll tell us what we need to know.
- Good. (door opens)
What?
- He just called again.
- Go!
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(background arguing and shouting)
(K coughs)
(background arguing and shouting)
- [K] You're kidding me.
(speaks foreign language)
- [Distant Man] Who the fuck are you?
- Oh god, oh god.
(sighs)
(speaks foreign language) (dark atmospheric music)
- [Boy] It's behind the tire.
(Tim giggles)
(phone rings)
- Answer, god damnit! (phone rings)
Baby, I figured out a way to fix everything.
- Don't lie.
- [Boyfriend] I'm not fuckin' lying to you.
- I won't go back if Bill is still in the apartment.
- Fuck Bill!
I'm not with Bill anymore, fuck Bill.
Do you wanna find your mom?
Do you wanna find your mom, yeah?
Okay, we won't stop looking for her until we find her.
Do you get that?
You don't have to run away and shit, like, what the fuck?
Where are you, even?
- Near 11th street. - Near 11th street?
That place is shit.
Get to Riverside Avenue, it's safer, okay?
- Okay.
- Alright.
- [Bill] Everything set?
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- [Boyfriend] Yeah.
(Tim sighs)
- Holy shit.
Oh, my god.
No.
(moody atmospheric music) (sighs)
(water sprays)
(moans)
(dark tones)
- [Boy] Tim.
There's someone you have to help.
Close your eyes.
(ominous tones)
(phone rings)
- Answer.
(phone rings)
Damn.
- [Boy] Do you see her?
- Yeah.
I do.
Who is she?
- [Boy] Someone wants to kill her.
- What?
- [Boy] Take the gun.
- Why?
- [Boy] Stay with her and she'll be safe.
(Tim sighs)
(phone rings)
- Answer, answer.
(phone rings)
Damn.
- Hi.
I'm Tim.
- So?
- So, I thought I'd seen you before.
- Must have been somebody else.
- [Tim] No, it was, it was you.
- What do you want?
- Could start with your name.
- [K] Listen, I'm waiting for my boyfriend.
- Right.
I hope he didn't do that to you.
- Fuck off.
- Look, I saw you and you just looked nervous,
so I wanted to make sure everything was alright.
- If you stay, it'll mean trouble for the both of us.
Didn't you just say you wanted to help me?
- I do. - Then go, please.
- Alright.
(gun fires) - Oh, shit, shit!
- (groans) Matt!
Don't miss again!
- [Matt] I won't.
(gun fires)
(suspenseful music)
- Alright, it looks like they're gone.
- [K] Can you point it away from me?
- Right, sorry.
I'm not gonna hurt you.
And if you're thinkin' about running that's not a good idea.
Okay, now walk ahead of me, slowly.
- Okay.
- Okay, I know a place they won't find us.
It's right down the stairs.
So, do you know who that was that was shooting at you?
- The guy in the pickup?
He was my boyfriend. (tense atmospheric music)
(Tim sighs)
- Here.
Take a seat.
So, why would your boyfriend want you dead?
- This man tried to convince my boyfriend
to start kidnapping kids and sell them.
- Oh.
Then why were you waiting for him?
- [K] He kept calling.
Swearing he wasn't gonna kidnap anybody.
Said that he got away from that man that was gonna do that.
- Guess he must've sounded like he's telling the truth, huh?
- He wasn't an asshole when I met him.
Could be real sweet.
- That's good, I guess.
(knocks)
- [Bill] Do you have them secured in the room?
- Yeah. - Are they on their way?
- Yes, they're here. - Do you need help?
- [Matt] No, no, I got it, I'll take care of it.
- Call me when they leave. - Alright.
(knocks)
(sighs)
Yeah, what's this? - Don't worry about it.
We'd like to meet your friends.
The ones you're doin' business with?
- Oh, I'm not workin' with them anymore.
- [Daniel] Really?
- Shouldn't be a problem, I can still get you top quality.
- Do you have the merchandise here?
- Yep, came in this morning.
Come on in.
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It's right back here.
Top quality.
- Good work. - Thanks.
(thud)
- 14 bucks. - Alright.
Just keep the change.
My room, it's 301.
It's on the third floor.
I've got a couple bottles of water inside if you want some.
Excuse me.
You said you were thirsty, right?
- Hey.
Can you tell me why you have that gun?
- I found it yesterday.
- [K] Whatever.
- I'm not lying.
- Where'd you get those marks?
(Tim sighs) (dark atmospheric tones)
- Not doin' that anymore. - Okay.
- I'm serious.
- It's none of my business how people live.
- People gotta hang on any way they can, you know?
- [K] Sometimes things happen and you have to say "fuck it."
Forget everything. - What kind of things?
- You like this fucking shit?
Do you know what this shit does to you?
This shit ruins your life, man!
You're a fucking piece of shit, that's what you are.
- What?
- You're a fucking little piece of shit.
You're homeless, you live in a fuckin' motel room.
- Look, I fuckin' brought you here.
- You have no idea what I went through!
Because of that shit that's on your arm!
- I got you off the fuckin' street
from your sick-ass boyfriend.
Look at you, he fuckin' beat you.
And you come here and you fuckin' insult me on what I do,
with my own life?
This is my fuckin' place, alright?
And I brought you here to keep you safe.
I didn't bring you here so you could fuckin' insult me okay?
And this shit right here?
That's my fuckin' problem, that's not you!
Okay?
So, good for you that you could fuckin' quit.
Who the fuck do you think you are?
- Okay.
I really need some water.
- I'll be right back, alright?
(moody atmospheric music)
(water splashes)
- [K] Hey, there's a slice of pizza left, can I have it?
Hello?
- [Tim] Yeah, go for it.
- Sorry about getting emotional.
Waste of time doing that, right?
- Yeah, right.
So, you need some new clothes.
Here.
Write down your sizes and details and I'll get it for you.
- No, I don't like owing anybody anything.
- Look, I got plenty, alright?
You don't owe me anything.
- Looks like you've been making cash.
- Yeah, kind of.
Might even get me a new shirt, too.
Nothing too fancy, though.
Here.
- [Boss] Is it all clear?
- Yes, sir.
- Is somethin' on your mind?
- No, sir, just tryin' to understand if we're dealin' with a
minor problem or a major one. - Doesn't matter.
It will be handled.
Something's on your mind.
- [Daniel] No, sir, I'm just tryin' to understand--
- Don't bullshit me.
- [Daniel] Sir, I'm just tryin' to understand--
- Don't bullshit me.
I survived this long by my gut and my gut tells me
that somethin' is fucking up with you.
So, what's up?
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- [Matt] Top quality.
- Tell them not to start until I get there.
- Yes, sir.
We'll be there in an hour.
- Wake him up.
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- Who the fuck are you?
- We're an organization.
We provide special services.
We maintain order.
Right, Daniel?
- [Daniel] Yes, sir.
- I want a lawyer.
- Noted, but you have to answer a couple questions first.
You and some guy named Bill,
you're about to start a business selling children?
- Bullshit.
- Yeah.
I'm sure.
But we need Bill's last name and the names of anyone else
you were workin' with, do you understand that?
- I don't know what the fuck you're talkin' about.
- Yeah, I'm sure you don't.
We're gonna find out.
- [Tim] I'm back!
- Fantastic!
Sorry, I didn't ask if I could shower.
- [Tim] Oh, no, it's okay.
- Nice outfit.
- Thanks.
Some, uh, some girls were checkin' me out.
- Good for you. - Yeah.
I, uh, I got Mexican food.
- I love it, yeah.
- Good.
Cool.
I got you these.
I thought, uh...
I thought you'd look good in green.
- Thanks. - Yeah.
- [K] I'm gonna get fat.
- No way.
- You can't deny it.
- You know, you look, uh...
You look really good in these clothes.
I can get you more tomorrow, if that's what you want.
- Tim.
What I want, need, is...
Is to figure things out.
- Right.
- [K] And I need a little time, okay?
- Yeah.
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(knocks)
- Come in.
Did they accept the merchandise?
- Yes, sir, but they said one of the girls was too old.
- Where is she? - They took her.
To find somewhere they could use her.
- You understand the consequences of failure here, right?
Huh?
- I'm gonna get the information we need.
- Good.
Go check it out.
- [Daniel] Yes, sir.
(somber atmospheric music)
- (sighs) Don't lose it.
(ethereal tones)
(chuckles)
Sorry.
You know, the way you talk,
it sound like you're from another country.
- I was born in Cyprus.
- [Tim] Where's that?
- Near Greece.
- That's right. (K chuckles)
I know where it is.
- Good, then you know how beautiful it is.
- Why'd you leave?
- I left with my family when I was six.
There were some troubles.
Sort of like a war.
When we got here, we didn't have any money,
couldn't get enough work.
My dad, he got so worried...
He started drinking.
And, uh...
My mom tried to take care of him.
But he got sick.
Then he died.
She cried so much that...
She couldn't talk.
One day, I came home and...
She was gone.
No one could find her.
We lived in a bad part of town and the police said that
someone hurt her.
But I knew she was okay.
The social worker, they...
They said that she was gone, but they were wrong.
I'll find her.
How are your family?
- I don't wanna talk about that.
- [K] Okay.
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- [Tim] I'm gonna go to sleep.
- [Boy] Tim.
I can see him.
- You seem brave.
Quite brave.
I'm impressed.
It's not gonna do you any good.
- You're bullshitting. - Open your mouth.
- No, no!
No!
(groans)
- Just tell me!
I don't wanna hurt you, do you understand that?
(Tim pants)
- Oh, man.
(dark atmospheric music)
Oh, man.
- [K] What's wrong?
You had a nightmare.
I'll get a towel.
Better?
- Yeah.
- [K] Lay down, relax.
- Okay.
(sighs)
- [K] You want me to run some more cold water on the towel?
- No, it's okay.
- [K] You don't look scared anymore.
- I'm not.
Kristy.
- Don't say anything.
(ethereal atmospheric music)
- Hey.
(dark atmospheric music)
- [Boy] Tim.
Tim, I can see him.
Tim, I know who you are.
Tim, take the gun.
Help me.
(dark atmospheric music)
(suspenseful atmospheric music)
- What the hell?
(groans)
- This is good, Daniel.
This is very good.
- Hey, boss.
You know this guy?
He's comin' right at you.
- Can I help you?
- Hey, you were asked a question.
Answer or fuck off.
- Daniel, no reason to be rude.
Can we help you with something?
- I was hoping you could give me some directions.
- It all depends on where you're tryin' to go.
- [Kristy] Tim!
- Never mind.
Kristy, wait for me.
Hey.
You were sleeping when I left, how did you find me?
- At the motel...
I heard this weird sound and...
I hit my head.
In my dream, I saw where you were going.
- Did you hear a voice?
Did you hear a little boy's voice?
- No!
- You didn't see what happened to the little boy?
- What little boy are you talking about?
Tim!
- Let's get outta here.
(suspenseful atmospheric music)
- The killing.
Did you see it?
- Yeah.
We're goin' to the police, okay?
(intense swelling tones)
(Tim and Kristy moan)
- Is everything in order? - Yes, sir.
- Those drugs Daniel gave you.
They're gonna wear off soon.
You understand that?
You're gonna feel everything that he's gonna do to you.
The serial number.
It's been scraped off.
Who sent you to kill me?
Just tell me.
- I don't know what you're talkin' about.
- You know exactly what I'm talkin' about.
Look, my associates, they're way too competitive.
But it's understandable, they wanna take my position.
I get it.
See, we have a problem because...
I'm just a little bit more competitive.
(tense atmospheric music)
(Kristy screams)
- Stop.
- The other leg, Daniel, do the other leg!
The other leg, work on her again, the other leg!
Cut her.
- [Daniel] Where?
- You know where, cut her!
- [Daniel] Sir.
- I need a word with you outside, I need a moment.
(door slams)
What do you think you're doin', huh?
I keep askin' you to do what you're supposed to fuckin' do!
And you don't!
I need you to have your shit together!
Do you fuckin' understand?
Do you understand?
Nod your head!
I told myself I was gonna stop smokin'.
No one can know that we downloaded those photographs.
Do you understand?
- [Daniel] Understood.
- But I need you to add what I asked.
- Yes, sir.
- You didn't cut that girl like you usually do.
- I don't know what you mean.
- Go get the photographs. - Yes, sir.
(dark atmospheric music)
- It's bracken mint.
It's just tea.
(Tim gulps)
- [Tim] Give her some, too.
- He's a gentleman.
That's good to know.
But first things first.
Did he send you?
- No.
- Did he send you?
- [Tim] No, it wasn't him.
- Did he send you?
- No.
- You know, there must be a really good reason
why you're protecting them.
We found this in your pocket.
I don't judge people on how they get their relief.
That's not my job.
But I do understand that life's not easy.
And we all need a place to escape.
We need a place to hide.
And get away from it all.
I understand.
I don't know what my competition offered you,
but I can give you so much more.
- I don't know his name.
Okay?
- Tim.
- I'm not lying.
- Yeah.
I'm sure.
I'm sure you thought that.
I'm sure you do.
- Please, please, please stop. (Kristy groans)
Please stop, I'll tell you, I'll tell you!
Please stop, I'll tell you, I'll yell you, please, please.
- [Boss] Who was it?
- You're not gonna believe me. - Try me.
- It was him.
(Kristy whines)
- Let me see the pliers.
10 minutes, he'll talk.
- Take all the time you need.
Oh, shit, what is that, huh? (intense atmospheric music)
Shit!
- [Boy] Tim.
I'm getting stronger.
(ethereal tones)
(gun fires)
- Kristy, Kristy.
It's gonna be okay, it's gonna be okay.
(peaceful atmospheric music)
- It's not impossible.
- No more hurting.
Are you sad?
No more hurting.
(pulsing tones)
Are you sad?
- No.
Yeah.
(ethereal tones)
(moody atmospheric music)
(Kristy whines)
(Kristy moans)
No.
I'm not gonna hurt them.
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- [Girl] Kristy?
Kristy?
They took my sister.
- Where did they take her?
- [Girl] I don't know.
- [Kristy] Are you scared?
- Yes, I am.
- I'll help you.
(ethereal atmospheric music)
I'll help you.
- [Girl] Can you hear me?
- [Kristy] I'll help you.
- [Girl] Can you hear me?
- [Kristy] I'll find you.