200 Degrees

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Come on man, let's get in the picture.

Big smile.

Woo, woo!

Who wants to make money?

Yeah!

Hello?

Hello?

Can anyone hear me?

Hello?

Hello, hello?

Ryan, is that you?

Bruce?

What the f*** is going on?

Where have you been?

I need your help.

They want money.

What are you talking about?

They took me...

Who took you?

Took you where?

You have to get me out of here.

Where are you?

It's so hot...

Slow down.

Tell me where you are.

Small room.

Metal.

There's a heavy door.

It's locked.

Heat is coming down from the ceiling.

The temperature's rising fast.

Is there a small window?

Yes.

A small window...

How did you know?

'Cause I think we're in the same place.

We're gonna die Ryan, we're gonna die!

Hey...

We're not gonna die.

Oh jeez, alright.

I'm gonna figure this out, okay?

Hang on.

Just hang on a second.

Wait a minute.

Can you hear that?

Tell me if you can hear this...

I think so.

I don't know.

The banging!

Can you hear the banging?

I'm hot.

They're turning up the heat here...

Help me...

I'm trying to help you!

What about this?

Can you hear this?

What's going on, Ryan?

Ryan?

Hello?

Hello, is anybody out there?

Do you remember who took you?

No.

I just...

Woke up...

And I was...

Here.

Tell me everything

that you can remember.

I was at the hotel...

I think...

Yeah, with those two girls.

No, no please!

What's happening?

Turn it off.

Bruce?

Turn it off!

No, please, don't...

Please!

Just make it stop!

Make it stop!

I'm burning!

I'm f***ing burning!

Help me!

Help me!

Bruce?

Bruce?

Bruce?

Bruce?

Your call has been forwarded

to an automatic voice message system.

Let me outta here!

Do I have your undivided

attention, Mister Hinds?

How do you know my name?

You don't get to ask anything

but I will give you the chance

to figure out the answer.

What the hell is that supposed to mean?

It means you get one shot

at answering a question.

You're f***ing crazy...

That may be the case...

But you're the one locked up.

You wait until I get out of here.

That could be sooner than you think...

Guess the answer and I'll

let you walk free right now.

What's the question?

Two minutes...

As many guesses as you want.

What's the question?

Just guess who I am, Mister Hinds.

Say my name and this

can all end right now.

Two minutes.

You're wasting your time.

What are you hoping to

achieve, Mister Hinds?

Look, I arrived in Houston last night...

We signed a big deal...

We were celebrating.

I Met with the investors

for a drink with Bruce.

There were two girls there,

Erika and Mandy...

Mindy...

The investors...

I don't know.

The investors, you're one of them.

What were their names?

Luke...

Luke Farell...

Luke Farell.

Karl...

Karl, Karl, what the f*** is your name?

Giussani!

Luke Farell, Karl Giussani

and Bob Makeson.

One of them!

You're one of them!

Which one?

I don't know!

How the f*** should I know?

Oh f*** you.

Wrong answer.

Hey, the heat!

Can you hear me?

Turn the heat off!

What the?

Jesus.

Oh God.

F***!

Okay.

I'll do whatever you want.

Do you hear me?

Just tell me what you want me to do.

I'll do whatever you want!

Those are the magic words, Mister Hinds.

Whatever I want.

Do you know the story of

the frog in boiling water?

If you place a frog in water

and heat it slowly enough,

the frog will not jump out.

And the frog will be cooked alive.

I'm afraid you're that frog.

How and if you die here

is totally up to you

but I can assure you

that perspiration stains

on your $300 shirt

are the least of your worries.

It's a $500 shirt, a**hole.

Lets see if you're still joking

when your flesh will start to cook

and your lungs will be

seared by dry hot air.

Alright.

If you're trying to scare

me, I'm scared, okay?

Good.

Now that you understand the

seriousness of your situation

I think we can begin.

Just tell me what you want.

All in good time...

For now I need you to get the phone.

What now?

I want you to focus on the task at hand.

I'm focused.

I want one million dollars

of your money.

What?

A million dollars...

Hey,

I don't have access

to that kind of money.

You have two hours.

Two hours?

The room is now exactly

100 degrees Fahrenheit.

Every 5 minutes that goes by

without me being a millionaire,

will cause the temperature

to rise three degrees.

You have already sweat profusely,

therefor your tolerance

for heat has diminished.

You've already felt what

I can do Mister Hinds,

I suggest you get started.

Okay look...

I'm just a regular family guy.

I don't have that kind of money.

Not my problem.

I can't do it in two hours...

Okay, I just can't...

Even if I sold

the car, and the house, everything...

It could take me weeks, months even.

Look, I don't know...

I don't know what or who you think I am?

You've wasted over a minute

trying to convince me.

I suggest you use the rest of the time

to start transferring funds.

Funds...

What funds?

Jesus Christ!

I work with wealthy investors

but I'm just a broker...

You understand that?

I have a wife and a kid

waiting for me at home.

That's my wife, Anna...

We're not rich.

She f***ing works as a teacher part-time

to help pay the mortgage.

This is my son...

Larry is 7.

He broke his leg last year

learning how to ice skate.

We know everything

about you Mister Hinds.

We know more than you think.

What school you went to...

How old you were when you

stopped wetting the bed...

The names of every man

your wife dated before she married you.

Well then if you know all this

then you know I don't

have this kind of money...

So you might as well kill me now.

Alright, alright.

I'll get you money...

I can't get you a million dollars

but I'll give you

everything that I have.

Please just let me out of here.

Okay?

I don't need two hours.

I can do it right now.

I'll give you everything

that I have, okay?

Please, just let me go.

Okay look, that's everything.

That's all that I have.

Please.

Hello?

Come on, come on.

Twenty third precinct...

How can I direct your call?

Sergeant John Hinds please...

It's urgent.

And who, may I ask, is calling?

This is his brother...

Ryan Hinds.

Please wait a moment.

No, don't put me on hold.

Please pick up the phone.

Come on John, please pick up.

I'm putting you through now, Sir.

Ryan?

John...

I need your help.

Help?

You need my help?

Yes...

Yes, it's important.

Must be...

You haven't been in touch for

almost a year and a half...

If it wasn't for mom I'd

thought you were dead.

John I've been f***ing kidnapped!

By who?

They have me locked in a furnace...

They say they're going to cook me.

I need you to calm down

and tell me who is doing this to you.

I have no f***ing idea...

But they say they're gonna kill me

if I give them a lot of f***ing money.

How much?

A million dollars.

Jesus, how much do you have?

Not enough.

What about Anna and Larry?

Are they okay?

I don't know.

I'll get a squad car

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