Abducted Page #3

---

for the most basic

human f***ing needs.

Three, you confuse

the ever-living

f*** out of them

by unexplainable changes

in their routine,

shuffling prisoners in and out.

And then you follow that up

with long, long, long lonely

periods of isolation.

Well, you f***ing

forgot one thing, Camus,

the f***ing, freaking,

goddamned red light!

That helps!

That f***ing helps!

Come out!

Come the f*** out!

Come on!

Is this funny for you?

F***ing laugh at!

Come on, I'll tear this

whole f***ing place apart!

Come on!

It's gas, cover your mouth.

Cover your mouth!

Get ready to run.

Run!

Get the light!

Let's go.

F***.

There's a kid!

No!

F***!

F***!

Who the hell are you?

We're getting out of here.

Sh*t yeah, come on,

Tiffany, get your stuff.

Oh, my God!

Get back, get back!

Stop it!

Please, stop,

you're going to kill him!

Stop it!

You okay?

What up?

You all right, man?

What the f***?

Buzz, it's Dave,

from Griffith Park 8.

There's eight of us now?

He has no idea what's going on.

Shut up, Tiffany,

the guy's hurting.

Look, Buzz,

he has the same scar as you.

Watch it, watch it.

F***er Tased me

right in the wound.

It's Dave and Jessica, right?

What do you know?

Hey, man, shh,

they're watching.

Yeah.

Is it the Taliban?

Listen, I can get

on the Internet,

not now,

sometimes late at night.

What?

Our phones don't work.

Your phone sucks.

This thing is the sh*t.

They don't seem to care that

I can get on the Internet.

I mean, what

difference does it make?

It's not like I can tell anyone

where we are, can I?

Can the cops trace your signal?

Scrambled.

This place is

high-tech, man.

Haven't you guys noticed that

your phones never go down?

Tesla's dream,

no wires, no cords.

Secret government mojo.

They've been stealing

people off the street

for some secret,

genetic mission.

They're creating

a super-human.

Oh, Christ,

not this sh*t again.

Dude, it's all on the Internet.

Those protein bars

you've been eating,

full of hormones, doing

weird sh*t to us.

Like stopping your hair

and nails from growing,

never taking a sh*t,

turning your pee pink.

It's freaky sh*t, man.

My beard hasn't

grown in at all.

Yeah, right there,

Griffith Park 8.

There's no mention

of a little girl?

No.

Just young couples

in our prime.

If they don't care that

he's making connections

to the outside world,

then they don't give a sh*t

about being caught.

Yeah, problem is,

everyone thinks

my Facebook updates are a hoax.

The abductors broke

my phone camera

so I can't send pictures.

They know exactly

what they're doing.

Well, let me log

into my Facebook.

No.

If we both say the same thing

our our status,

the outside world

might believe it.

All right, fine.

Okay, here's

what I'm gonna say.

You say the same thing.

Oh, sh*t, come on!

What's going on here?!

What are you doing?!

Hey, what are you doing?

Stop!

Get back!

No, get off!

Buzz, Buzz, are you okay?

F***, that hurt.

Oh.

It's gone.

What?

They took my phone.

Now we're screwed.

You f***!

This is your f***ing fault.

How?

You are officially

persona non grata, ass-wipe.

Give me one of your phones.

F*** you.

Yeah, get the f*** over there.

I don't wanna see your ugly face.

Stop it!

Please go, please.

Somebody's gonna find us.

Don't cross this line!

Have a little faith.

This is my cell, my domain!

You hear me?

There is no room

for anyone else!

Okay.

This will keep us going.

Describe walking into your

favorite place.

I'll go first.

Getting off the G,

we're walking past

over to the diner,

and smelling

all that greasy food.

And then walking up

to that dirty door

that you hate touching,

and running up the steps...

...and unlocking the door

to our apartment.

And Felix is meowing.

Aw, poor Felix.

Yeah.

Poor Felix.

Sitting in my brothers place,

getting fatter...

and fatter by the minute.

You little bastard.

Give me one of your phones,

goddamn it.

Ahh!

Buzz, what are you doing?

Get over there!

Give it to me

or I'll f***ing kill you.

This'll take care of your ass.

Oh!

Get off of him!

Give me the phone!

Get off!

Get off, get off!

Are you all right?

So they're

only jacking couples,

which means that

that little girl

isn't a hostage,

she has to be their kid.

Well, if it's not the Taliban

and it's not kidnappers,

sure as sh*t

ain't the government.

We don't know that.

I mean, think about

what the government did

to unsuspecting citizens

in the '50s.

They gave them LSD,

they did nuclear tests.

Yeah.

What was your third truth?

I don't remember.

Wasn't anything too revealing.

I was not trying to

make you any more mad

than the first two truths

made you.

Fine.

I have one since.

Since we've been here?

When we were abducted,

I woke up,

and I looked for you...

we were still on the peak.

And I went running down

the mountainside,

towards the Observatory.

I thought I'd made it.

I was flagging down this van.

You just left me?

No.

I was... I was

trying to get us help.

I was on the phone

with 9-1-1.

I was trying to get us rescued.

Why didn't you tell me earlier?

When would've been a good time

to tell you that, Jessica?

You're so guilty.

When?

Jessica hasn't spoken

to me in hours...

and I'm starting to lose it.

Jess, I need you

to talk to me, please.

Jess, where are you?

Tell me where you are.

Dammit, this is not

the f***ing time

to be mad at me, where are you?

Who's there?

Maria?

Where's Elliot?

I don't know.

Jessica?

Jessica.

We only have each other

right now, please.

You just left me.

You're a coward.

It wasn't the bravest

thing I've done.

I've never been

in a fight before...

...except for in

the third grade, and I lost.

I probably wouldn't

have married you

if you wore wife-beaters.

I love you.

I love you.

Okay, Morris, it's time to jump

through the hoop. Come on.

Come on, Morris.

Come on.

Jump through the hoop, Morris.

Da-da

Come on, Morris.

Come on, I feel it.

It's coming, here it is,

here it is.

Oh, come on, you tiny little alien bug.

Yes, yes.

You did it!

Hey!

Ahh, Morris, you're a champ.

You two are really losing it.

That's the first thing

you've said in ten hours.

We're losing it?

I'm studying UFOs at UCLA.

You can study UFOs at UCLA?

I saw my first UFO

when I was ten,

March 13, 1997,

Phoenix, Arizona,

thousands of people saw it.

For 20 minutes a spaceship

hovered over downtown.

You can look it up on YouTube.

I can't, actually.

Don't you get it?

We're on a spaceship.

We're not on a spaceship.

Why do you think they

wear oxygen masks

when they come in here?

Gassing's been around

since World War I.

Armies going in and gassing

the sh*t out of the enemies,

using gas masks to protect

themselves.

Which is why

they don't touch us.

Why they use pincers.

To avoid contact

with human viruses.

It's the same thing that

killed off the Aztecs.

The avatar's

are here, among us.

That's a really, really...

Rate this script:0.0 / 0 votes