8 Days Page #3

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Stop it.

You better act right.

You better act right.

You stupid girl!

'Stupid.'

Get away from her.

You mess up..

You mess up stuff all the time.

All the time, Sugar.

- I'm not messing up anything.

- Just messing up.

She's already

freaking messed up!

She's here because of your butt.

- 'Cause I'm--

- You're sloppy!

You're never together,

it's always that stuff!

Now how are you gonna

blame this on me?

No, because I..

Because look at you!

Look at this!

All the time!

All the time!

What you got to say now?

What you got to say now, Sugar?

I ain't got nothing to say, BB!

He gets on me because of you!

He gets on me because of you!

I'm tired of taking heat

for you, Sugar!

Dummy!

Look at this.

(BB)

'Help! Get her shoes.'

It's, it's alright.

It's alright, Angel.

'You gonna do real good.

You gonna do real good.'

'We gotta hike this up

a little bit.'

'You screw up.

Come on, Sugar.'

No.

Angel. Here.

(BB)

'Shoot.'

[upbeat music]

Put this on.

'Got company soon.'

It's alright, Angel.

You're not getting dressed yet.

Move.

[laughing]

Shh.

Shh.

(Amber)

I, I want to scream.

I want to cry.

I want to fight.

Anything, but this.

But I can't.

If I do, I'm dead.

I'm as good as dead already.

[laughing]

My man Tyler

was right about you.

You gonna make me

a lot of money.

[laughing]

So why don't you dance for me?

Ha! You can do better than that.

(Amber)

'No. Stop!

Please don't hurt me!'

Hey! BB! BB!

(BB)

'Yeah.'

- Hey, fix this girl.

- 'Alright.'

She got dates.

Can't have my Angel

looking a mess.

(BB)

'Come on, Angel.'

'Come on.'

Shoot.

Shh. What the heck?

Shoot.

'Your roofie is just

knocking her out.'

'She ain't going to be good

to nobody like this.'

[gasps]

[groaning]

Come on.

[gasping]

(BB)

'Get up.'

'Come on.'

Sit down.

Shh. Sit.

Shh.

Sh*t.

Dang mess.

You..

Sit up straight.

'Sit up straight.'

Stop it!

Angel.

- Angel.

- Hmm.

Look at me.

It's yours.

Hey, look..

...it's yours.

This.

We gotta make sure

the new girl pretty.

No.

No.

Don't you dare

feel sorry for me.

Retarded dummy.

[breathes heavily]

She in charge of us.

[instrumental music]

So she have to be like that.

[music continues]

[Sugar sighs]

You know,

it is easier if you enjoy it.

'Sh*t.'

'Here we go.'

Come on.

[music continues]

[music continues]

Uh..

[coughing]

You enjoy it?

[whispers]

Sugar.

I didn't say that.

[Amber sobbing]

You know, I don't

have no choice neither.

And I never had.

I'm, I'm in so much pain.

I can't,

I can hardly stand.

Come on, please, please,

please, help me.

Please, help me!

We can go together.

We can go together.

To get out!

I have to get out!

[knocking on door]

Hey, uh...fix her hair

or something too.

She got company at 10:00.

[music continues]

Look, this life's real tough.

And you can't talk like that

if you wanna live.

Quit crying.

Both of you!

And get back to work.

You...get the heck up here now!

You do what I say.

Do you hear me?

Come on. Now.

[Amber crying]

Shoot.

Angel.

Dang, Sugar, Angel.

Both of you.

Dummy.

- Come on, Sugar, hurry up!

- Okay, I'm sorry.

[Amber crying]

Shut the heck up!

'Shut up!'

'I'm trying to help you out.'

'Think I need this clip.'

'Angel, look.'

Look. Look!

Open your eyes.

- Open your eyes.

- No.

Open your eyes.

I'm helping you.

You a woman now.

You a woman.

Look.

[sobbing]

Okay?

Look. Look.

Alright?

You gonna be a good girl.

Everybody gonna want you.

You gonna be a good girl.

See.

Let go.

Let go!

[Amber crying]

Pick up that stuff.

Stop. Stop crying.

Stop!

You're gonna mess up your face.

Look.

You gonna mess up your face.

We can't have nothing messing up

this pretty face.

See.

Look.

Sugar, come here now.

Put these earrings on.

Put the earrings on!

'Come, help me.'

'Here.'

Look.

Yeah. You're a pretty girl.

Look. Look.

You need to learn

how to do this.

Look.

You ain't helping worth crap.

Yeah, go get me a drink.

Go.

Look.

See. See.

Look at that.

- BB, BB.

- What?

- BB, BB.

- Thank you.

- Look.

- Hmm.

See. Go on.

There you go.

'Stand up.'

'Dang girl, you gonna learn.'

I'm Heather Hays,

as you know

we've been following

the heartbreaking story

of missing teenager,

Amber Stevens.

'Austen Williams

is joining us..'

I don't even think

that they're working.

I don't think

they're even looking for her.

Honey, you know what?

Listen to me, listen,

listen to me.

Look at my eyes,

we are here for you

and we're gonna find her.

We're gonna find her.

'Let's pray.

Let's just pray.'

'Because it's all we can do.'

[door opens]

[instrumental music]

Darkness taking me tonight

Nice, nice, nice.

...terrorized inside

Dreading

what I know will come

Brutalized by evil ones..

What you looking at?

Witch!

Oh

Demons growl

and call my name..

You're stayin' right there.

Is torn to shame

I smell the breath

upon my skin

Filthy hands are reachin' in

Save me save me

Eight days I'm fading

Save me

Take me away

What the..

[Amber grunting]

Give...give me this.

Shoot! Shoot!

What the heck, man?

What's going on?

She jumped the freakin' phone.

I leave you in charge and this

is what you do? Are you serious?

Man, I took a second

to the restroom, dawg!

Man, I ain't got time

for this, man.

[no audio]

- We need to get out of here.

- Shut up, girl!

(male #5)

'She's right

because I can't deal with cops.'

I ain't got time for this man.

Put this on!

[Amber crying]

(Big D)

'Get up! Get up!'

- No!

- Get up!

No!

- 'We're getting outta here.'

- No!

What's wrong with you?

[Amber screaming]

- No!

- 'Angel, shut up!'

- Keep your head down!

- 'Sugar, get her shoes!'

Grab everything!

'Go! Go!'

- 'No!'

- 'Hurry up!'

Come on, leave, leave.

- Who's that?

- Nobody.

Just a drunk text.

School's not even out yet.

I didn't know Amber

was such a partier.

Amber?

Reid, you know she's been

missing for five days.

There's an investigation.

We have to go now!

Yo, I be needing a new room.

I gotcha, Red,

but...I wanna see BB again.

Shut up.

Let me know if you

need anything, alright?

[Amber panting]

Ugh!

[Amber groaning]

[intense music]

You live because I let you live.

BB's with the clerk.

Get her ready!

[music continues]

[Amber grunts]

(Amy)

'Uh, well...what did they say?'

They got nothing from the text.

'No!'

[Amy crying]

'I can't lose her!'

We're not gonna stop

fighting for her.

We're not gonna stop.

I shouldn't have

let her go with Drew.

I shouldn't have let her go.

Why did you think it was okay?

You said it would be okay!

You said it would be okay!

[crying continues]

I'm sorry!

- I'm sorry.

- I'm sorry, I'm sorry.

[both crying]

We'll get her back.

Well, hello, Mrs. Lawrence.

How's our favorite

politician's wife?

- What can we do for you?

- Need you to investigate this.

- And I need you to do it now.

- The runaway.

We haven't found anything.

Have you done an online trace?

I know this family

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