6 Plots Page #3
- R
- Year:
- 2012
- 87 min
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interfering or something.
Brie, I wouldn't mess around
with this sort of sh*t, okay?
I really am in some sort of box.
- I got this freaky video...
- [phone beeps]
Hello?
Brie?
Hi.
[message tone beeping]
Brie... check this out.
[phone buttons beeping]
- Holy sh*t, you're in a box.
- No sh*t, Sherlock.
How?
I don't get it, we were--
Look I am freaking out
here, you have to find me.
I woke up in that house
all alone and you guys had gone.
What am I going to do?
I have no f***ing idea.
The last thing...
Oh, my God.
I don't remember.
Um, okay,
something odd is going on here.
and there is no data connection,
I'm surprised the MMS got through.
Marty, what am I supposed to do?
[Marty]
Did you get the other message?
The smiley face thing
with you guys all in boxes?
Yeah, I though that was
a joke, I thought you--
Brie, hey, whoa, whoa,
hey all... wait, all of us?
Yeah my message said the fate
of your friends is in your hands.
Friends as in plural.
And then it had a montage
of images of you guys
all in boxes.
Oh, God, this is real.
That's different to mine.
Send it to me.
What the hell's going on?
Brie, we need you.
You know, I knew something was up,
you'd never leave your
lappy and your PS3 behind.
At least you're safe.
Hey, listen, tell the others
not to use video call,
it chews through the
battery and we need--
- [phone beeping]
- Hello?
Hello?
Brie.
[heavy breathing]
[phone buttons beeping]
[woman] The number you have dialed is
currently switched off
or not in a mobile--
[sobbing]
[labored breathing]
- [coughing]
- [message tone beeping]
Hey.
Hey.
[wheezing]
[coughing]
[phone buttons beeping]
[phone ringing]
- Tess?
- Dad, you've gotta help me.
What do ya mean sweetheart,
what's going on?
I don't know, I just woke up
and I'm locked in a box.
I'm so scared.
What do you mean you're locked in a box?
What are you... sweetheart,
have you been taking drugs or something?
Um... I was at a party
and I don't know what happened.
I don't remember anything.
Hang on, hang on, just calm down.
So you're telling me
that you were at a party
and someone put you in a box.
I mean can't you get out of it?
What is it, a cardboard box or what?
No, it's like a wooden box.
I really don't know what happened, Dad.
It smells funny, it's musty.
- So you're telling me--
- Just hang on a second, okay?
I've got a message,
I'm gonna put you on hold.
It might be the others.
Others, sweetheart
what do you mean by--
[phone beeping]
[man] There are
only two rules in this game.
Rule number one, no parents.
Rule number two, no authorities.
Simple isn't it?
Have fun.
[wheezing]
This better not be a joke, young lady.
[message tone beeping]
[man] I do hope you like
the perfume you're wearing.
It's the very best,
it will light up your day.
[screaming]
Hello, help me.
[sobbing]
Oak Bay police department,
Nardine Walsh speaking.
[Tess] Hey, Dad.
Nardine, it's Gary,
just hang on a sec will you?
Sweetheart?
- [Tess] Dad, I've messed up.
- Hey, hey, slow down.
Please tell me you didn't call anyone.
No, I haven't, but I've got
Nardine on the other phone.
[Tess] No, no, no,
you can't tell anybody.
Okay.
Seriously, you can't tell anybody.
Okay, okay, I get it.
Just hang on, hang on.
Nardine, I'm sorry, just a false alarm.
Turns out Tess is at a friend's place.
[laughs] You want Dane
to go and check on 'em?
No, no, I'll go and pick her up now.
Things we do for our kids, eh, sarge?
You know, my Philip--
Yeah, wouldn't want it any other way.
Look, nothing unusual to report
down there, everything okay?
[sighs] It's been quiet actually.
A bit bored really,
I've been trying to get
on the internet but--
Right, right, good, well, I've gotta go.
We did have one... Hello?
- [Gary] Sweetheart?
- Dad, it's all right. I'm okay.
From the start,
tell me what the message said.
No, dammit, Jules,
you can't call your dad.
They might be listening.
[Jules] I mean how do we
even know this is real?
How can they be monitoring
all of our calls, it's crazy.
Do you wanna take that risk?
Think, Jules.
Have you spoken to the others?
[Kyle] I spoke briefly to Amy.
Oh, so you call her before
you call your girlfriend.
She called me.
She said she could smell petrol,
I told her not to use her phone,
it could cause a spark.
The petrol's burning my skin.
Kyle said not to make anymore
calls, but I'm so scared.
I mean, why the f*** would
they cover me in petrol, Brie?
Just, sit tight Ames, okay?
Marty said to get us all
on a conference call,
rather than everyone wasting
precious battery life
calling each other.
Well, I think my credit's low.
Just hurry up, okay?
Please hurry up.
I'm trying, all right?
- I don't... I...
- [phone beeping]
[crying]
[panting]
[grunts]
[beeping]
You need to calm down,
I'd gladly swap positions.
I can't.
Bullshit. Of course you can.
Don't sell yourself short,
you are stronger than you think.
It's what I dig about you.
Okay.
Say it with gusto.
Okay!
Thank God.
Now, you realize it's you and me.
No one else is going
to get us out of this.
So you need to focus.
[exhales]
Yeah, I tried,
the only other person I
can get through to is Kyle.
He said his is wet.
Mine just smells.
It's like I'm buried, but
Smelly?
Are you serious?
I'm basted and ready to cook here.
It's not all about you Ames.
There's bigger picture
stuff going on here.
[grunting]
Hey, I've been trying to call.
Have you heard from Tess?
No, her line's busy.
Breezer's still trying.
We're going to do a
conference hookup thing
and figure this out,
so keep the line free.
Man, I don't remember
anything after those pills.
Just stay cool, we'll talk in a minute.
Hey, I was gonna call my cousin,
he's into technology and stuff
and I thought he might be able to find
us using some triangulation sh*t.
Don't call anyone yet,
just keep it together, man.
[beeping]
- You wanna see it?
- Yeah, go ahead, go ahead.
Wait, what's that, what's that?
- See that?
- Yeah, yeah.
Dude, come on, click.
Yeah, okay, okay.
Still can't get on to Tess,
but Marty and I thought
it was imperative that
we're all brought up to speed.
[Jules] Up to speed?
We're all f***ed, is that
Let her speak.
For all we know Brie's in on this sh*t.
What makes her so special
not to get f***ing taken.
- Shut up, Jules.
- Yeah, shut up.
is either some sick prank
or something freaky is going on.
You got that right.
I'm covered in f***ing petrol.
Okay, we're gonna go around, um,
systematically, one by one,
and you tell me what
you see, what you smell,
- stuff like that.
- We're wasting time.
How the f*** else do
you think we are going
to work this out unless we
get all our info sorted, huh?
We should call the
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