(tense music)
(heavy breathing)
(Leila shrieks)
- Open this door!
Open this door!
(calming music)
(Leila groans)
(sigh)
(egg cracks)
(alarm rings)
(Ian grunts)
- One, two, three, four, five, six.
(safe beeps)
(calming music)
- Good morning, Dad.
- [Dad] Ian! Good morning, superstar.
Have a great day today. And remember to have lots of fun.
Okay?
I love you, buddy.
- Me too, Dad.
One, two...
Turn on faucet.
(sink runs)
Three, four...
Five, six...
One, two...
Three, four...
Five, six.
One, two...
Three, four... (sink runs)
Five, six.
(Ian gargles)
(Ian grunts)
(door creaks) (calming music)
- Ian?
Breakfast!
(calming music)
(objects clanging)
- Hi, honey.
- Good morning, Mom.
- Hi.
Did you take a bath and wash your feet?
- Yes, I washed my feet.
- Did you find your screwdriver?
- Yup. It was the safe space.
- Ugh. - Man, it's freezing in here.
- I know!
I think this thing is broken.
- [Ian] Did you know that polar bears have translucent fur?
- Is that right?
- Yeah.
And they have black skin to absorb the sun rays,
which is why they don't feel cold, even in the Arctic.
They do actually struggle with overheating though.
- Well, I kinda wish I was a polar bear right now.
- I could try the heater on the smart app.
- Oh.
Aren't you a smarty pants.
- Dad and I set it up.
- Yeah.
How'd you sleep?
- Fine, -I guess.
Thank you.
- Alright.
Finish your breakfast,
and then you could help me clean up this place.
Look, I want the yoga mats rolled up tight,
and then put away.
And then I want the boxes broken down and taken outside
before the end of the day.
Okay?
- Wait.
It's not working.
- Yeah. It's not your app.
It's probably the heater.
Now, I know that we have some space heaters around here
that we could plug while the handyman is getting here.
Oh, here.
Okay, great.
He can work on the heater, the door, the circuit box.
- Wait.
Someone's coming?
- Yes. But you don't even have to see him.
You're gonna be working in the living room on your report.
- Come on. But it's Saturday.
- Study time is Saturday.
And the report is due on Monday.
What's the matter?
- Nothing.
Can I use my camera?
- Okay. But only for a little bit.
And I'm gonna go straighten up the safe space
and then we're gonna work on the report.
Got it?
- Okay.
- Hey.
You got this.
(footsteps tapping)
- Wow. So I see the house finally became a home.
- Hi. Yes.
We just moved in.
- Oh, welcome.
I am Neil Hargrove.
I live in the neighborhood.
- Hi, Neil.
Wow. Home repair services.
Wow, I could've used you an hour ago.
- Oh.
Oh, no. Keep it, keep it.
You know, your house has been empty for a long time.
I'm sure it could use some upkeep.
- Yeah.
My husband and son thought they could fix the whole thing
with their bare hands.
But we'll get it done.
- Well, I'm here if you need any help.
- Thank you.
- Don't hesitate to call.
- Okay.
It's nice to see a friendly face in the neighborhood.
- Oh, well, thank you.
- Leila.
My name is Leila.
- That's a beautiful name.
- Well, thank you.
Oh, my goodness...
Ian!
(eerie music)
Such a mess.
Ow.
Okay.
Honey?
(door slams)
Ian, can you please do something-
- Look, Mom.
It's a 2021 Model X.
It has 752 net horsepower and it's all electric.
I want one for my birthday.
- I bet.
- And it's safer than dad's car was.
It has eight surround cameras, 12 ultrasonic sensors,
and a forward facing radar.
- Can you please do something about the safe space?
There are loose wires and gadgets everywhere,
all over the floor.
That is supposed to be your hangout.
I'm afraid that some switch
is gonna electrocute you or something.
- You're not listening to me.
- No, I'm not listening because that car
took your father away from us.
- It was a rare malfunction of the autopilot driving system.
- I know.
A one in a 2 million chance.
- Yes, exactly. One in 2 million chance.
The autonomous mode failed to recognize the divider
and categorized it as a painted pavement marker.
- I see so much of him in you.
- Black with 22 inch wheels.
- Yep.
- Your smile, your love of gadgets.
- Here comes the booby trap story.
- Yes, here comes the booby trap stories.
So once when we were dating,
I got home from work and I turned on the light switch.
And it set off about a-
- A thousand rows of dominoes.
I know.
- And I was so mad.
I wanted to punch him.
But at the end of the row was a tiny little box
with a diamond ring in it.
That's how he proposed.
It was the best booby trap ever.
- Yeah, but now everything's different.
- Yeah.
I know.
Hey.
It's okay.
Hey, let's count together.
1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6.
There you go.
- 1, 2, 3, 4-
- 5, 6. - 5, 6.
1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6.
- Good. Breathe.
Better?
- I just wish he was here.
- I miss him too.
But it's you and me now.
We're a team.
- Okay. - Okay?
I'm gonna go downstairs and take a quick shower
and then we're gonna work on your report.
Okay?
- [Ian] Sure.
- And take a break from the camera.
(calming music) (shower runs)
(door slamming)
Ian?
Honey?
(door slamming)
(sigh)
I gotta get this fixed?
Okay, good.
- Can I be done now?
- Not until the report is done.
Read it to me one more time.
- But it's not like I'm actually gonna be able to do it.
- But you just read it to me beautifully yesterday.
- Well, because it was just you.
But when there are other people...
- Look, you're not gonna get comfortable with other people
without actually doing it.
- Doing it?
- Yes. Like with your classmates.
Look, if you want to do all these amazing things
like going to tech camp and-
- Working at SpaceX?
- Exactly!
(Ian chuckling)
Landing that SpaceX job,
means you're gonna have to be comfortable
in front of other people.
- But they laughed.
- So what?
Let them laugh.
That's what kids do when they don't understand something.
And trust me, tech camp and SpaceX
is way above their tiny little heads.
(Ian chuckles)
- Tiny little heads.
- Come on, you got 20 minutes.
One more time.
Sit up straight.
- Good afternoon.
My name is Ian Jackson and I am 14 years old.
I've always been fascinated by all things STEM,
and I'm excited about spending my summer at SpaceX.
- Boom.
(calming ambient music)
(camera whirs)
(unnerving music)
- Huh?
Who...
What?
(tense music)
No!
Oh, god.
No!
(intense music)
(Ian screams)
- Ian!
- No!
No!
- Honey?
- [Ian] No!
- Honey? - No! No!
- Hey, hey, what's going on?
- No, no, no, no!
No!
- It's okay, it's all right, it's okay.
Hey, hey. - No!
- 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6...
(Leila whispers)
1,2,3,4,5,6...
(calming music)
(Ian whispering)
1,2,3,4,5,6,1,2,3,4,5,6...
(calming music)
(camera beeps)
(door slams)
- God.
What?
This door.
(door slams)
(Leila screams) - Oh my god.
- I'm sorry.
- What are you doing in my house?
- The door was open and I rang the doorbell,
but nobody seemed to hear me.
- Oh, yeah. The door is broken and-
- Yes. I can fix it.
You want me to fix it?
- Neil.
- Leila, right? - Yes.
I'm glad it was you.
- [Neil] You scared me.
(Leila chuckles)
- You scared me.
- I'm sorry.
(Neil groans)
Like I said, this is what I do.
All right?
So just let me know if there's anything else
that needs work around here.
- Oh.
- No charge.
- Wow. That's very generous.
But you know, I already called a handyman.
- There.
Good as new.
Are you sure I can't help you with anything else?
- Thank you.
(Leila chuckles)
But you know, my son,
he got upset about something earlier
and he's resting now, so I should go check on him.
- Yeah, is he okay?
- Yeah.
It's just sometimes it's the smallest things
that can like...
- [Neil] Yeah.
- Yeah.
(Leila chuckles)
- Well, he's lucky to have you and your husband.
- My husband unfortunately passed away three months ago,
so that's definitely part of it.
- [Neil] Wow.
- Yeah. - I'm so sorry.
That's terrible.
- It's okay.
Actually, it's not.
It's not okay.
But...
Thank you.
- Of course.
Look, you have my card.
- I do.
- Just call me if there's anything you guys need.
- All right.
- All right, bye. - Bye.
(doorbell rings)
Ugh.
(door creaks)
- Oh, good afternoon, ma'am.
I'm here from the repair company.
- Oh, yes
Thank you for coming on such short notice.
- Oh, it's my pleasure, ma'am.
Geez, you have a lovely home.
- Well, it needs some updating.
(Dominic chuckles)
- Well, that's what I'm here for.
Now, the work order said you were having trouble
with the front door?
- Yes, but that got fixed,
but there's a whole lot of other things that need work.
I'll show you the kitchen first.
- Okay. - Okay.
Excuse me.
- Yep.
(door creaks)
Yeah, so, we're gonna go this way.
You don't have to lug your bag the whole way,
you can just leave it right there.
I'm just gonna show you out back.
Careful.
It's a hot mess out here.
(Leila chuckles) - Oh, wow.
That's an awfully large space.
- Yeah.
I want to put a garden one day.
- Sure.
- Careful. - Okay.
- That was the garage.
There's a lot for you to do out here.
And then we'll just go up through here.
Careful, that's broken too.
- Oh. Well, put it on the list.
- [Leila] Put it on the list. These steps are kinda tight.
- Oh, thank you.
- Up there, the heating unit is in the attic.
Not in there, that's my son's room.
- Oh, sorry.
- He doesn't do well with strangers,
and he's resting right now.
- I'm sorry, that's my mistake.
- No problem.
The ladder to the attic is in the storage room.
It's not locked, and I need you to work really fast.
- Sure.
Could I trouble you for a glass of water?
- Sure, no problem.
- Thank you so- - I'll be right back.
- Okay, thank you.
(water pours)
(fridge shuts)
- What are you doing in here?
- Oh, I was just checking the vents, ma'am.
- No, I thought that I made it very clear
that my son's room was off limits.
- Well, I need to check all the vents
in order to figure out where the problem in the system is.
And so since you mentioned your son-
- What I mentioned was not to go into my son's room.
Got it?
- Yeah.
I'm sorry if I overstepped, okay?
I'm just trying to do my job.
- [Ian] Mom?
- No.
- Mom?
- Ian, it's okay, honey.
- [Ian] Mom. - No, it's okay, little man.
- He's just checking the vents.
- Mhm. - Mom?
- Look...
You need to go, now.
- Well- - Ma!
- No, listen.
- Get out of my house, right now!
- Ma'am, if I could just- - No.
- If I could just try to explain something to you.
- Get out of my house.
- There's something that you need to...
(both yelling)
- Mom, Mom! - Listen to me, listen!
- Get out of my...
- I'll get out of your house when you give me...
(lamp shatters)
- Let's go, go!
(Dominic groans)
Run, baby!
Lock the safe space.
(dramatic music)
(Dominic grunts)
Open the door!
Go in!
- Lady.
Lady!
(Leila screams)
- Get away from us!
- Stop fighting me!
(glass shatters)
(Dominic grunts)
(Dominic groans)
(tense music)
Open this door!
Open this door right now! - Mom.
- Open it! - You're bleeding.
- It's okay, baby.
- Open this door!
- [Leila] It's okay.
- My bracelet.
- [Leila] What?
- It ripped.
- Oh, no, no, no, no, don't worry.
Don't worry, we'll find it.
- 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6.
1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6.
- You know what?
Why don't we clean up a little.
We should put your poster back.
We'll just...
You know, what was the name of the flight capsule
on the SpaceX?
Was it Butterfly?
- No, it was Dragonfly.
- [Leila] It was Dragonfly.
- It was Dragonfly.
It was named after the Peter, Paul and Mary
hit song "Puff the Magic Dragon".
- That's right!
And what was it that they took on the flight?
I can't remember.
- A wheel of cheese.
It was of a secret until the spacecraft went out of orbit
and crashed into the Pacific Ocean.
- That's right.
I want you to listen.
- Okay. - Okay? Here you go.
Just relax for a second, okay?
(tense music)
What is he looking for?
(objects clanging) (tense music)
- Where is it?
Better open this door!
You better open it!
- Look, I have money in my wallet.
Cash, credit cards.
You could take whatever you want.
- I don't want your money, okay?
And trust me, I don't want to be here.
All right?
Just hand over the camera, and I'm walking away.
- What camera?
- Your son's camera, that's all I want.
- It's old, it's cheap.
It's not worth $50.
- Lady, your son recorded something on his camera.
- [Leila] Recorded what?
- If you don't know,
it's probably better we keep it that way.
- Oh, god.
Look.
- Um, my son is autistic.
I bet he doesn't even know what he saw.
You don't have to attack us.
- Hey, I freaked out.
Okay? I'm sorry.
I freaked out.
Just hand over the camera and I'll get outta here.
- That's it, you promised to leave.
If I tell you where the camera is-
- You will never see my face again.
- Okay.
It's in his room.
In the pink beanbag.
(tense music)
- Uh...
(tense music)
I got the camera.
- All right.
So now you can leave.
- Not so fast, okay?
I gotta delete the copies.
- [Leila] There are no copies!
- Come on, lady.
You and I both know everything's in the cloud now.
I have the camera, but I gotta make sure
that the backups are deleted.
- Oh my god.
(tense music)
Like I said, he doesn't know what he saw.
He has a hard time processing complex emotions.
He is not a threat to you.
- I want to believe you. I really do.
And if it were up to me, I'd be long gone by now.
- [Leila] Well, who the hell is it up?
- Dangerous people, okay?
Dangerous people that you don't want to mess with,
and I don't want to mess with.
All right?
So I need to erase this, and you need to erase this.
Here's what's gonna happen.
You're gonna come out here.
We're gonna go delete the files,
and then I'm gonna go.
- And I'm supposed to believe
that you'll keep your word?
- You don't have to trust me, lady.
You just have to do what I say.
(tense music)
- Okay.
I will come out.
I will come out, but Ian stays behind.
- I can work with that.
- And we're gonna go downstairs,
and we're gonna delete your video,
and then you'll leave?
- You have my word.
- Well, that doesn't mean anything.
You have to wait at the end of the hallway.
- Fine.
- End of the hallway!
Ian.
Honey.
I'm gonna leave the room for a while.
Okay? - No, no, no.
- Listen, listen, listen. Don't be scared. Don't be scared.
Listen, I'm coming back.
But I need you to do something for me, okay?
I need you to watch that monitor,
and you don't open that door
until you see my face.
Hey.
Do you understand what I'm saying?
- Yes.
- Okay.
Okay.
(tense music)
- Hey, hey, hey, hey, don't do anything stupid.
- It's my son's bracelet.
- I don't care!
Hey, hey, hey, hey.
What do you got there?
- He has panic attacks. This calms him down.
- Don't make me hurt you.
- It's downstairs.
- Go.
(tense music)
(laptop beeps)
Come on, come on, come on, come on, come on.
What did I say about messing with me?
- I'm not, I'm not.
Just let me try again.
- Get it right!
- Okay.
(mysterious music)
There.
Are we good now?
- How do I know you're not gonna go to the cops
the moment I walk?
- I don't care about you.
I just care about my son's safety.
Walk away and I will forget you were even here.
(tense music)
- [Woman] These crab cakes suck.
Everybody is always bragging about
how these are the best things since sliced bread,
but if you ask me, I'd take a piece of focaccia
dipped in olive oil any day of the week.
- Who are you?
How did you get in my house?
- The back door.
What happened to your face? - What are you doing in here?
- Well, you were taking forever.
I had to come check it out.
Did she do this to your face?
- It's nothing. Look, I got what I came for.
Let's get out of here.
- Okay, good.
And the kid?
- What does that mean?
- [Man] Hey, we're done here.
- Oh, actually we're not.
- Please, we are not a threat.
- Hey, yo, what happened before was a mistake.
You understand? We got what we came for, we get out now,
we don't have to deal with any blow back. Let's just go.
- And what if the kid IDs us?
Do I have to remind you that he's seen both of our faces?
- No, no, no.
My kid is autistic.
He can barely process what he sees,
let alone be a credible witness.
You've met Ian.
Please tell her that he is not a threat to anyone.
- She's telling the truth.
- Let me be the judge of that.
Bring the boy down.
I mean, if he's such a harmless little bunny,
then it shouldn't be a problem if I meet him, right?
- Look you're out of your mind
if you think that I'm gonna bring my son
in front of the both of you.
- Let's just-
- Go wait outside if you're not gonna help.
Never send a man to do a woman's job.
Am I right?
- Right?
Look, sis.
It doesn't have to be like this.
I have a hustle.
I can imagine that your hustle's much tougher than mine
considering the line of work that you're in.
But us girls got to stick together.
Right?
- Bring the boy down, sis.
- Screw you!
(tense music)
- [Operator] 9-1-1.
(Leila screams)
- [Operator] Ma'am?
- Please, help us, please!
- Hey!
It's a false alarm. No emergency.
Fun time's over, sweetheart.
(Rocco groans) (Leila grunts)
(Rocco yells)
You shouldn't of done that.
I'm gonna get your son.
Ow.
Ah!
(tense music) (Rocco screams)
- Ian!
Baby.
Okay, we're safe.
We're safe, baby.
It's okay, look.
1, 2...
3, 4. - 3, 4.
5, 6.
- 1, 2...
- 3, 4...
5, 6.
Mom, that lady...
I saw her.
- You know her?
Oh my god.
Ian, please tell me whatever it is you can tell me.
I got to know why these people are after us.
Oh my god. What did you see?
- They killed that neighbor lady.
I saw them.
- Oh my god, oh my god.
I'm so sorry you saw any of that.
- I couldn't tell you before because...
The woman said she'd kill me.
- I'm not gonna let that happen.
Do you hear me?
I'm not gonna let that happen.
Oh my god.
- I'm sorry for getting us in trouble.
- Honey, you are not in trouble.
But they cannot know that you told me what you saw.
Do you understand?
They got to believe that you can't process any of it.
Okay?
- But I can process every detail of it.
- No, I know that.
I know that, Ian.
But listen to me.
They...
Shit.
- You said the "S" word.
- Yes, I did, I'm sorry.
Look, it's not your fault.
I let that man in because I thought he was the handyman.
- But they usually wear uniforms.
- Yes, of course.
- And you always have to ask for signed credentials
and work orders, Mom.
- Yes.
You're right, thank you.
- You're welcome.
As long as you stay here, we'll be all right.
- Yes.
(tense music)
- Hey, I've been waiting out there forever...
What happened to you?
- The same thing that happened to you.
- Where is she?
- In that room, with the lock.
- You know what? What do you expect?
You threatened her son, of course she's gonna fight back.
- If you had taken care of the brat in the first place,
we wouldn't be here.
- I rob houses, okay?
I didn't sign up to be a killer.
(tense music) (Rocco sighs)
- I should've known you didn't have the balls
to get the job done.
- You're the one that smashed the lady's head in,
you should be the one to clean it up.
- Forget about what happened before.
Okay?
We are in it now, and we have to take care of both of them.
Are we cool?
Or are you part of the problem?
(doorbell rings)
- Oh my god, it's the handyman
from the repair service I called.
- Hello?
- I'll take care of this.
(Rocco groans)
Oh, god.
Okay, you just go upstairs and watch her.
(tense music)
(doorbell rings)
- Can he help us?
- Hello?
- Can you hear me? - Hello?
- Hi, my name is Leila Jackson.
My son and I are being held hostage by these people.
Please help us.
- Hello?
Can you hear me?
- Can you hear- - Hello?
Can you hear me? - Hello?
(doorbell rings) Hello?
Hey, can you hear me? - Hey.
Can I help you?
- Yeah. Is Ms. Jackson home?
- I'm Ms. Jackson.
- You are?
- No, no, no! - What?
I can't be Ms. Jackson?
Hello?
- No, ma'am, it's just you sound different over the phone.
- Oh.
So now voice expert's part of your job.
- No. No disrespect.
I'm just here to fix the door-
- Please help us!
- I don't think he can hear you.
- From where I'm standing, the door works just fine.
And the heat's good.
So, you got the wrong house.
- I have the work order here.
- I said you got the wrong house.
- Is this 2122 West Elm Ave? Correct?
- Now you've got me wondering why
you're trying so hard to get into my house.
Huh?
(radio static)
- Please! - I can fix that too.
We're a full service company.
(tense music)
- It's time to go.
- All right then.
You have a good day, ma'am. - You too.
- No!
The audio isn't working!
- Mom- - It was never fixed on time!
- You're screaming.
- I know.
I know, I'm sorry, baby.
I'm sorry.
I'm gonna find another way.
Oh my god.
You haven't eaten your lunch.
- I am pretty hungry.
- Yeah, let's get you a cup, and some water.
Here. Sit down.
- [Ian] Okay.
- I didn't think we'd be needing this place so soon.
All right.
I'm cutting.
Okay?
Now pushing, okay?
There you go.
It's not much, but...
- Well, what about you?
- No, we're just gonna focus on you for now.
Okay?
I don't know how much longer we're gonna be in here.
So, you eat.
You're the best thing that ever happened to me.
I love you so much.
- I love you too.
- [Woman] Hey, little piggies, it's the Big Bad Wolf,
ready to huff and puff and blow your house down.
- You don't listen to her.
I want you to take that SpaceX brain of yours,
and fix the intercom.
Do you think you can do that?
- I can try.
- Okay.
I know you can, baby.
Okay.
(Rocco sighs)
- Hey!
How long can your kid go without eating for?
- We have enough supplies to last us a week, if not longer.
- That's cool, we're not in a hurry.
We'll wait for as long as it takes.
- Do you really think no one will notice?
Ian has a schedule, daily appointments we never miss.
What do you think people are gonna do
when we don't show up?
- I think you're lying.
I bet no one's coming, and it's just you and us.
- Well, go ahead and test me then.
It's just a matter of time
before someone notices our absence,
and calls the police, trust me.
- Oh, nice try.
You two are on your own.
And the sooner you get that through your pretty little head
and start doing as you're told, the better.
- And what if she's not bluffing?
You know, the last thing we need
is some nosy do-gooder poking around.
- Then we kill her.
And whoever else stops by.
- Slow your roll Rocco.
Those are not our orders.
- Well, things changed.
She's messing with us.
Look at me.
- I had everything under control
until you showed up and blew it all up.
You know, and besides, I think the last thing
the boss is gonna want is to have to
get rid of another body.
Besides, this is a mom, okay?
She's not gonna give up her kid.
- [Rocco] Why do I keep getting the sense
that you're not on the same team?
- Would you relax already?
I'm just saying that the plan that we have isn't working.
Okay?
I'm just saying that we should maybe step back and regroup
and I don't know, just maybe come back another day.
(Rocco chuckles) - I'm sorry. Wait a second.
Did you just say come back another day?
- Yeah, that's what I said.
- You know, why don't we just turn ourselves in to the cops?
- You know what? Maybe we should.
Maybe we should, and tell them that the neighbor lady
across the street was an accident.
- Yeah, let's do that.
- Yeah.
- And this way you can be someone's little
bitch in prison.
- Jesus. - Yeah. Okay?
The boss is expecting result,
and that's exactly what we're going to deliver.
- Are we straight?
- Yeah, we're straight.
- Look at me.
Stay put and watch her.
- Where you goin'?
Hey lady, can you hear me?
- Oh my god.
You lied to me.
What do you want now?
- Look.
I kept up my end of the deal.
Okay? I mean, I tried to.
- Then please help us.
- [Man] How?
I mean, my partner's crazy.
- You are never gonna get away with this.
Do you know what they do to people in prison
who hurt children?
- Look, I didn't want any of this. Okay?
I didn't want any of this, and I don't know how to stop it.
- Well, all you have to do is call the police
and tell them everything that happened.
- No, no.
I'm no snitch.
- Oh my god.
What about doing the right thing?
I will vouch for you. I will tell them you helped us.
You tried to protect us.
This is your chance to save yourself.
Hey.
Please help us.
- What are you doing?
- What you should have done already.
I'm gonna break down this damn door.
(tool whirs)
(Leila gasps)
- [Leila] Ian.
- Hey, this is crazy.
That door is sturdy as hell.
- This baby's cracked a dozen safes.
This sucker's coming down.
- I don't think it's working.
- Are you just gonna stand there or are you gonna help?
- No, this is your brilliant idea.
(Rocco groans)
- Damn it!
(Dominic chuckles)
- I guess that sucker's not coming down.
- What is this thing made of? Vibranium?
- It's tungsten, actually.
It's heat resistant and virtually impenetrable.
It came with the house.
(Rocco grunts)
- Way to go, genius.
- Shut up.
(doorbell ringing)
(tense music)
Does this frickin' doorbell ever stop?
- I told you somebody would come.
You need to get out of here while you still can.
- If you make even one sound,
whatever happens is on your head.
All right?
Come on.
Make yourself useful.
(tense music)
- What do we do?
- We don't answer the door.
- Oh...
Ian, honey.
There's a police officer outside.
- You should ask for help this time.
- Yes.
So I need you to get this audio working as fast as you can.
Do you understand? Do you think you could do that?
- Yeah. - Okay.
- We ignore her. She'll go away.
- [Officer] CPP. Is anyone home?
- Yeah, I don't think she's going away.
- Okay.
I will take care- - No, no, whoa, whoa.
No, look, if you go out there acting all crazy,
she is gonna know something is up.
All right?
Let me handle it.
- All right.
Always with the soft touch, huh?
- Well, it's better than blowing everything up
like you always do.
- Okay. Get it done.
If not, I will handle it my way.
- I got this.
(tense music)
- How's it coming along, honey?
- [Ian] Almost.
(tense music)
- Oh.
Evening, officer.
- Good evening, sir.
I'm Officer Armani.
It took you long enough to get to the door.
- Oh. Yeah, no, I apologize.
- I was in the shower.
- Very good, sir.
- [Man] Officer Armani, was it?
- [Armani] Yes, sir.
- [Man] Officer Armani, like the designer?
Oh, sorry.
It probably gets old.
- Very.
- How can I help you?
- I'm responding to a 9-1-1 call placed earlier today.
- What, from this house?
- Yes. A woman called asking for help.
Are you unaware of-
- Oh, no, no, no. Yeah.
I remember.
Sorry, it's just been a long day.
- Okay.
Well, the call was moved to the non-emergency list
because the caller insisted all was well.
- Right.
So, my sister and her son live here,
- Come on, honey. - And he has anxiety issues,
and sometimes they get the better of him,
and he tries to hurt himself and...
And...
- That sounds difficult.
- Yeah, no, it is. It is.
Yeah, and so he had an episode today,
and it got out of hand,
and that's why my sister called 9-1-1.
I was able to get here in time-
- Honey. - Kinda defuse the situation.
It's always better to sort of handle things
you know, among the family.
Just 'cause Ian doesn't do too well
with strangers, you know?
- What happened to your-
- Oh, well, when he gets really agitated,
he doesn't do too well with family either.
- Is it possible that I could speak
to the lady of the house?
- Are you done yet? - Almost.
- Oh, she's resting now.
So I'd really rather not disturb her.
She doesn't get too much time off.
- Hello? Offi...
- It's a good thing she has you looking out.
- Oh.
I mean, she's the real hero here. You know?
She's sort of dedicated her life to her son,
it's just remarkably selfless.
Someone's gotta take care of her sometimes.
That's where I come in.
(Dominic chuckles)
Anyway, that's what happened.
I'm really sorry you had to come all the way out.
- Well, that's quite all right.
Routine check. - Oh.
- So, I'm glad everything is okay.
- Yeah, me too. Me too.
Thank you.
- [Dispatch] Dispatch here.
Checking on your 10-23, over.
- That's a 10-24, all good.
Signing off.
- [Dispatch] Roger.
Have a good night.
- Listen, if you or your sister ever need anything,
call me directly.
I'm trained in mental care services.
So, I would be happy to assist.
(tense music)
Sir, is everything okay?
- Yeah.
Yeah, everything's fine.
Thank you.
- [Leila] Come on, baby.
- Okay.
Have a good night.
- You too.
(tense music)
- Ian, is it done?
- I did my best.
- Hello, Officer?
(dramatic music)
Officer, my name is Leila Jackson!
My son and I are being held hostage by these people.
Please, do not leave us!
Please. We are inside the house!
- Hands!
- I can explain.
It's just a misunderstanding.
- [Armani] Keep your hands where I can see them.
- [Man] It's a simple misunder-
- [Armani] Back up!
- [Man] Okay, okay.
- [Armani] Put your hands on the door!
- Yes, yes, yes.
- Spread 'em. - Okay.
- Right hand behind your head.
(gunshot booms)
- No, please!
(tense music)
- What happened?
- Oh, god.
Baby.
I'm so sorry, it was a false alarm.
It's okay.
- [Rocco] Okay.
- [Man] You could've hit me.
- [Rocco] Yeah, I know.
(grunting)
- Oh, god.
You killed a cop!
- Ugh.
Well, it was her fault upstairs.
I mean, I told her, look,
if you try anything stupid, things are gonna get ugly.
- No, this is your fault!
Just like is everything always your fault.
Look at this mess!
- Boo hoo!
Just shut up.
And enough with the good guy routine.
It's boring.
- You're crazy.
- No, no, no.
You haven't even seen crazy.
- [Ian] Well, what are we gonna do now?
- Our only choice now is to call for help.
So we're gonna need your phone.
- It's in my safe in my bedroom.
- That's okay.
I'll just go get it now while they're distracted.
- You can't.
- Why not?
- Because you need my fingerprint.
- Oh my god.
- What do we tell the boss?
- Nothing.
I got a tarp in the car.
We'll wrap her body, we'll put her in her own car,
and then we'll send her to a chop shop.
- This is a cop, Rocco!
Someone's gonna ask questions.
- So let them.
No body, no crime.
Oh, get it together, Dominic.
Come on.
Go grab the tarp from my car.
Bring the squad car around back.
(Rocco claps)
Come on, let's go.
Snap out of it, we got a mess to clean up.
- I can do it.
- Yes, you can.
- But...
- You're scared.
Me too.
But it's okay to be scared.
- I wish Dad was here.
- Me too, honey.
I wish he was here every second of every day.
But he was so proud of you.
And how much he loved you, and...
And he is always here with you, right here, in your heart.
Can you feel that?
- I don't feel anything.
But you said we have no choice, right?
- Yes, that's right.
But you're strong and you're capable,
and you can do this.
Okay?
- Okay.
- Okay, let's go over it one more time.
You're gonna go to your room,
you're gonna get your phone outta the safe,
and you're gonna come back to me.
Okay?
- Okay.
- No.
Repeat it back to me, please.
- Uh, I'm gonna go to my room,
I'm gonna go to get my phone, and-
- Ian, look at me. Please.
- Okay, I'm gonna go to my room,
gonna get my phone, and come back.
- To me.
- Yes.
Okay.
I'm gonna keep my eye on them,
and you're gonna get back here as fast as you can.
Fast.
Okay? - Okay.
- Wait, wait, wait, wait.
Wait, wait, wait.
(dramatic music)
Ian!
You can do...
What are you doing?
Honey, you can clean up later.
Get the phone and come back to me.
(tense music)
- Ugh.
- Hey.
It was either us or her.
Capisce?
(tense music)
- What?
Come on.
(tense music)
- Okay.
No, no, no.
No, no, no, no, no, no, no.
No, no, no, no!
(ball rattles)
No, no, no!
- What was that?
- They're out.
(dramatic music)
- We gotta go, okay? - Wait, wait.
- Right now! - Wait, wait, wait.
Wait, wait.
- [Leila] We have to go, right now.
(tense music)
- False alarm!
I'm gonna go check her bedroom.
(footsteps leaving)
(dramatic music)
Gotcha.
Come on!
(grunting)
- Get off me!
(dramatic music)
(Leila screams)
- [Ian] Mom, it hurts!
- Oh my god. Baby.
It's okay.
- [Ian] It hurts!
- I'm gonna kill you, you bitch!
And your son too.
- Here.
Oh my god, okay.
(Ian grunts)
- I'm gonna get you guys.
I'm gonna get you.
(Rocco groans)
(Ian grunts)
- Just gonna...
(Rocco groans)
- Oh, god.
- It's gonna sting just a little bit.
(Ian groans)
(Rocco exhales)
- I'm coming back for you.
- Here you go.
Just gonna protect it, okay?
It's okay, I got it, I got it.
I'm so sorry, baby.
I should've never let you go over there.
- I got it.
- Thank you, baby.
Okay. Come on.
Come on.
Come on!
- [Ian] Try again.
Keep trying.
- Okay.
No, no, no, no, no, no.
- Mom. Try a text.
- I can't text the police, honey.
Wait, wait, wait, wait, wait.
There is one person I can try.
Okay.
Oh...
Please, please, please, please.
Oh, no service.
Ugh!
(Rocco grunts)
- What happened? What happened?
What happened?
- I think she got a cell phone.
- No!
No, she's gonna call the cops!
No, no, no, no, no, no, no.
- It is a safe room.
Don't be an idiot, there's no cell signal.
- I mean, are you willing to take that chance?
Come on, let's go.
Let's go, let's go.
- Not until we get what we came for.
I'm calling the boss.
You keep an eye on her.
Idiot.
- Come on.
(Leila gasps)
Oh, god!
It went through, it went through.
Okay.
So Neil will call the police,
and they'll come save us.
- Neil?
- Yes, Neil.
He's the friendly neighbor that I met.
He'll...
(Ian grunts)
- I feel dizzy, Mom.
- It's okay, sweetie.
It's okay, honey.
We're gonna get through this, I promise you.
I promise you we're gonna get through this. Okay, buddy?
Listen to me.
It's gonna be okay.
We just got to hold on a little longer. Okay?
Okay?
Just a little bit longer.
There's somebody here.
Oh my god, it's Neil.
He must've got my message. Neil?
- I got your message. Is this a joke?
- No, no, look!
We don't have much time.
There are two intruders in the house.
We're in the safe space.
But you gotta call the police.
- Well, they're on their way.
Are you okay? Where's your son?
- He's here. We're scared, but we're alive.
Look, there's not much time.
They've already killed two people.
- Oh, okay, okay.
How...
Look, Leila, how do I get in?
- Look, listen to me.
You have to go away now.
These people are dangerous.
- Well, me too.
How do I get in, Leila?
- The garage.
It's not locked.
- Okay.
Hang in there, all right?
I'm coming for you.
- Hurry.
(grunting)
- Oh my god.
- [Woman] What are you two up to?
- No, no, no, no, no, no.
(trunk slams) Oh, what a beautiful dog.
- She is. Isn't she?
- Yeah!
- Won blue ribbons three years in a row.
- How about that? Boy, she's special, huh?
(woman laughs)
- Better than any husband I ever had.
(laughing)
So, who are you?
Because I've never seen you around here before.
- Oh, we're just helping out the lady of the house
with some repairs.
- Oh.
Her husband just died.
Poor woman.
And you know, she has a son, and he has troubles too.
She is so dedicated to him.
I've seen her with him.
- Yeah, she really is. - Yeah.
- Yeah, she is.
And I tell you one thing,
I am glad that this house is getting a facelift
after all these years. (woman laughs)
- Well, we'll do the best we can.
- Yeah, well that's good.
All right then.
- You have a good night, ma'am.
- You too, you too, you too. - We will.
- Goodnight. - Buh-bye.
- [Woman] Come on, baby.
- [Rocco] You're always so friendly with everyone.
- Are you gonna shoot a lady and her dog in the street?
Come on.
(garage closes)
- We're gonna be okay.
You were so brave.
- If I'm brave, does that mean I'm normal?
- Being brave is extraordinary, Ian.
It's way bigger than normal.
It's not just what you did tonight.
It is also standing up for yourself.
Hey, for having the courage to fight for who you are,
no matter what people say.
You don't want to be normal, Ian.
Please don't be normal, because you are so much more.
- But I want to help.
- You saved our lives.
Do you understand?
And don't you ever forget that.
And don't you ever change who you are
to make someone else feel comfortable.
Got it?
Normal is boring.
Say it.
- Normal is boring.
- Normal is stupid.
(Ian chuckles)
- Normal is stupid.
- I am extraordinary.
(tense music)
- Hey.
Someone's coming.
Neil, is that you?
- [Rocco] Sorry to disappoint.
- Leila? - Oh my god, what did you do?
- Leila, I'm sorry.
I should've listened to you.
- Ian, put on your headphones.
Put them on now.
Did they hurt you?
- That can change any second
unless you start doing as you're told.
- The police are on their way.
- Tell them, Neil.
Listen, I will end your boyfriend
if you don't come outta this room now!
- Leila?
- [Leila] Well, he's not my boyfriend.
He didn't have anything to do with this.
- Leila, listen,
- Let him go.
- All they want is to talk to you, okay?
To make sure that your son doesn't say anything
about whatever he saw.
- They're lying.
- We just want to get out of here before the cop shows up.
- Shut up, Dom!
- Don't use my name!
- Okay, stupid.
- They're gonna hurt me unless you come out.
- I'm so sorry.
- Enough talking!
- No, no, no, no, no!
Leila, they're gonna kill me!
They're gonna kill me like your neighbor.
(Neil sobs)
- How did you know it was my neighbor who was killed?
- Please, Leila, please.
- I never told you it was my neighbor.
(Neil sobs)
Who are you?
(Neil laughs)
(tense music)
- Leila, open the door.
(tense music)
- Ian.
The videos you made, are they synced to your phone?
Ian.
The videos that you made, are they synced to your phone?
- They save automatically.
(dramatic music)
- Look, everything's gonna be fine.
Just come out and we'll talk.
- You lied about everything.
You're a murderer.
- Liar, yes, murderer, no.
All we did was rob a place that was covered by insurance.
- And you killed her.
- Yeah. That, I admit, was bad.
- And when we met, you were casing my house.
Weren't you?
- Okay, look.
Nobody else is gonna get hurt, all right?
But you must do what we say.
- You go to hell.
I'm not going anywhere.
- No... (hand slams)
You all really screwed this one up.
- How could we have known that they had
Fort Knox up in here?
- How does this end? Huh?
I mean, with four dead bodies, including a cop?
We're going away for a long time.
- Whoa, whoa, whoa. A cop?
What cop?
- A cop showed up to the front door and Rocco shot her.
Shot her, she's dead.
See, she kept her gun too.
- And I'm not afraid to use it.
- Hey, hey, hey, give me that.
Are you outta your mind?
- You sent me here to make the tough calls,
and that is exactly what I did.
To protect us.
- Somebody's gonna come looking for this cop.
Where is he?
- She's in the trunk of her squad car.
Oh, god. I am so screwed.
God, I'm screwed. I'm screwed, I'm screwed.
- Oh, calm down, Dominic.
This is not helping.
- Hey, you know what's not helping?
Is you talking about killing a mother and her son!
That's what's not helping.
Hey, boss?
Look, I'm not in it for killing people. Okay?
You know, I'm fine if you want to rob rich people,
get in, get the money, get out.
That's fine with me.
All right?
But then that lady saw and she killed her.
She killed her, and a kid saw it. And a cop!
A cop is dead and there's blood all over the ground,
there's blood on the ground, there's blood on my hands.
Boss, there's blood on my hands,
and I'm not going to prison, okay?
I'm not going to prison!
(tense music)
You know what?
I'm done.
I'm gonna go. Okay?
Sorry.
(gunshots booming)
- Oh my god.
- Put him in the trunk with the cop.
I'm about done playing games with these two.
(Leila sobs)
- These people are crazy!
Oh my god, oh my god, oh my god!
What's wrong with you people?
- Hey.
- I didn't know, baby.
I don't know. - Mom, Mom, Mom.
- I don't know what's happening!
- Hey, Mom, it's okay.
Come here.
- Why are you attacking us?
We don't have anything!
- Hey, Mom. Come here.
It's okay, it's okay.
It's okay. Come here.
It's okay, come on.
1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6.
Come on.
- 1, 2... - 3, 4, 5, 6.
Neil isn't gonna help us, is he?
- No, baby.
Neil's not gonna help us.
(rattling) (tense music)
What's that sound?
- I think someone shut the air off.
- What?
- Any minute now you'll run out of air.
You and your son will die.
- Oh, what are you talking about?
- Well, these rooms are built like safes.
They're sealed in.
There's only one way oxygen can come in
and carbon dioxides come out.
(tense music)
- Okay. Here.
(Ian grunts)
Neil, listen to me.
He's just a kid.
- Well, you had your chances.
We're way past that now.
You just made me kill my own guy.
Tried to walk away, he knew too much.
Just like you.
I can't let that happen.
But you know, for your son, it's too bad.
- This is not necessary.
I am not gonna go to the police.
I can't identify any of you.
And even if I did, you know where I live!
- [Neil] You made your choice.
- No, I did not!
He's a kid!
Please!
Please.
(Leila exhales)
It's okay.
- Mom. - I need to think.
Look, I need to think.
- Are we gonna die?
- No, we're not gonna die, baby.
We're not gonna die.
Somebody please help us!
Please!
- [Rocco] We disconnected the outside speaker.
Nobody can hear you.
- Ian.
Listen to me.
Listen, honey.
Just try to think of something, anything.
Anything that you can think of.
Please, baby.
- [Ian] I have an idea.
(tense music)
(sink runs)
- She's up to something.
(dramatic music)
- Go check it out.
(electricity sparks)
- No!
What the hell was that?
- I don't know. But this wasn't an accident.
- What's that? - They're out of the room.
Let's end this.
- Shit, what now?
- Let's split up and find them.
They're not gonna leave this house alive.
You hear me?
- Okay.
(Ian coughs)
- Okay. You did good.
(Ian coughs) Hey, shh, shh.
We gotta keep moving.
We gotta hide.
(tense music)
- Leila?
Let's not make this harder than it has to be.
Look, if you come out, I promise you,
Ian will have a life.
You hear me?
- [Dad] Hey, superstar.
Where are you?
Ian?
Are you sitting in the safe space again?
Hello?
Well, hey.
You remember when we were talking about
courage and strength,
how sometimes it's hard to be brave?
Well, here's the trick, Ian.
Just be yourself.
You are strong like a lion,
and kind like your mom.
And you're funny like me.
(gunshots booming)
So what I'm saying is,
being yourself means you're brave.
It's that simple.
- [Neil] Oh my god.
Leila!
- Go, go!
(Neil yells)
- Damn it!
(suspenseful music)
- Let's get out of here.
- He's there.
(Leila gasps) - Please, please, please!
- Don't even think about it.
One move and he's dead.
- 1, 2, 3, 4-
- [Leila] Please don't hurt him.
- 5, 6. - Please!
- You made my life a living hell.
All I wanted was to rob a couple of rich folks
who could afford it anyway.
But no, you and your son had to mess it up.
- 5, 6, 1, 2- - Okay.
I'll do anything, because he cannot testify against you.
- But you can.
- 6- - [Neil] Shut up!
- Please, don't.
- [Neil] Stop counting!
- Just shoot me. Don't hurt him, please.
- Good idea.
(Neil groans)
(Leila yells)
- [Leila] Let's go!
(screaming) (suspenseful music)
- You're staying with me.
Come on, come on, come on.
(Leila grunts)
- Ian, go!
Ian, go out the door, baby!
(tense music)
(grunting)
(Neil laughs)
(Leila groans)
(Neil groans)
- You broke my nose.
Oh...
Oh!
Oh, no, you...
Oh, you messed up now.
(Neil grunts)
(tense music)
You're gonna pay for this.
(Neil groans)
Where are you?
(gunshots booming)
(sirens blaring)
- He has a few bruises, and he's in shock.
But he'll be okay.
- Yeah. - All right?
(sirens blaring)
- Hi, buddy. - Thank you.
Thank you so much.
Hey, come here.
Come here.
- Did I save us?
- Yes.
Yes, you saved us, baby.
- I love you.
- I love you too.
We're safe now.
(tense music)
- Thank you. - You're welcome.
- Good morning, Jake. - Good morning.
- Oh.
Come on, come on!
- Come on! - I'm going, I'm going!
- Oh my gosh!
- I got in!
(Leila cheers)!
Yes, yes, yes!
- Hey, everybody! - We got in!
I got into SpaceX!
Look, look, look, look, look. - Let me see!
- Look, it says right there. - Oh my god.
(Leila speaks excitedly)
- Yes!
I got in!
(lighthearted music)