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and that other moron take care of it. No way.
- Lau, we have a plan.
- No Rico, you have a plan.
This is my plan.
Lau, Lau?
Lau, get back here!
You don't know what you're doing.
You don't know him!
Listen to me, Lau.
Sh*t.
He'll kill both of us, I swear.
Lau!
Listen to me, Lau.
Hello? Yes, emergency.
I'm Laura Temmink.
I've been kidnapped.
Two guys. I don't know. I can't get out.
No, I have no idea where I am.
Honestly. I'm somewhere up high.
Can't you check the number or something?
No, now. You have to come right away.
One of them is returning soon and he's
capable of anything. He'll kill me.
No, now.
Hold on.
I think I can get the keys.
I'm getting out.
I'm getting out.
Why aren't you listening to me?
I love you and you me. Yesterday you said...
That lunatic was banging on the door.
Remember?
- The keys.
- It'll be fine.
- I keep telling you that.
- The keys!
I'm capable of anything, Rico.
Tell me where the keys are. Now!
My right pocket.
- Back on the bed.
- Lau, this is...
Back on the f***ing bed.
Lie down.
On your back and don't move
or I'll shoot.
Safety catch, stupid b*tch.
Now it works.
- Can't breathe.
- The keys.
Keys!
Hey, Lautje.
Breathe.
Why don't you just listen?
Come on.
Everything OK?
Yes.
Her too?
Yes, certainly.
- The money?
- He's got it.
We have to let him know
where it should go.
It's right. Everything's right.
It's going the way it's supposed to.
Our plan is just perfect.
Yeah.
She's going to her site.
When?
- Now.
- Now?
Yes... Now.
Ms. Temmink, it's time.
We're taking you somewhere else.
Hey, wake up.
Hey, wake up!
- She seems to be unconscious.
- Isn't she just asleep?
- Dammit, she didn't get enough air.
- Not enough air?
Because of that ball and bag.
Did you check up on her?
Hey. Hey!
Stay here.
Wake up.
Hey, wake up. Say something!
- Wake up!
- Relax.
I said:
Wake up!- Relax.
- Say something!
- It's OK.
Come on.
Are you OK?
- Are you OK?
- I thought...
I thought everything had gone to hell.
Do me a favor.
Do me a favor.
- What?
- Tell me what to do.
Give orders. Be the boss. Be Victor.
Vic isn't nervous.
Vic is as sharp as a tack.
Vic bawls me out.
That's my Vic.
That's the Vic I love.
That's the Vic I was attracted to.
Get up.
Get the van ready.
- What?
- Put on your coat and get the van ready.
- Right now?
- Yes.
Right now. I'm going to pack.
- Let me pack and you get the van.
- Do as I say.
- Are you sure? I can...
- Now!
Yeah.
No.
No, wait.
Wait. Don't.
No, wait. Don't.
No, no, wait. Don't.
- How did this get into your pocket?
- Don't know.
- Where the hell did you get this?
- I really don't know.
- Tell me where you got it, whore!
- I don't know.
I'll do anything you say.
- Did you call the emergency number?
- No.
- Are they on their way?
- No.
- Did you call the police, dammit?
- No, no!
Tell me!
Tell me!
How? I'm tied up, aren't I?
- Where did you get the f***ing phone?
- I don't know.
I don't know. I swear.
Rico, Rico!
- Rico, help!
- What?
Rico, where are you?
How do you know his name is Rico?
- How do you know?
- Because I...
- How do you know, dammit?
- He told me once, by mistake.
- Did he give you the phone?
- No.
- So who did?
- I don't know. I don't know.
F***!
F***, f***, f***!
- Please let me go.
- Shut up!
What happened here?
- I want to go home.
- Who fired the gun?
- Who fired the gun?
- I don't know.
- Tell me or I'll smash your face to a pulp.
- Me!
I did it.
I had to use the bathroom.
I was sitting on that bucket.
I asked him to turn around,
so he did.
Then I got hold of that thing.
I didn't fire at him.
It was an accident.
If you had the gun
how come you're still here?
Well? Well?
How's that possible?
He's going to screw you over.
- How? How?
- He's going to take the money.
All of it. Four million.
We made a deal.
That's why I'm still here.
- He said that if I'd participate, I'd...
- Get money.
It all happened so fast.
You were banging on the door.
And I couldn't get out,
so I thought...
Oh, my God.
Now that you know
you can get back at him, right?
And pick up the money.
Let me go, leave him in the lurch and
everything's for you. I don't want anything.
The only thing I want
is to go home.
What's my name?
- What?
- What's my name?
- How should I know?
- I think you know.
- He told you, didn't he?
- No.
No. Why would he?
- Don't lie to me.
- I'm not lying to you.
- No more lies.
- I'm not lying. I told you everything.
No. I just want to go home.
- Is it ready?
- Yes.
- You're out of breath.
- Yes. I had to hurry, didn't I?
- Something wrong?
- What would be wrong?
I don't know.
I need to take a leak.
- You wait.
- Yeah.
I was thinking...
How did we pick her again?
Who?
You picked her.
That's right.
I found her through her father.
- In the Fortune 500.
- Exactly.
Or actually...
Didn't you read it or something?
- We talked about it yesterday, remember?
- I wouldn't ask otherwise.
Yes, me.
I saw her in a magazine.
Of course.
Goddammit, man.
What would I do without you?
You proposed her.
Yeah.
Come here.
- Why?
- Come here, I said.
I love you.
Yeah.
I love you more.
It's time.
What's that?
- What?
- Her face.
She was nagging.
- I had to scare her.
- When?
When you were getting the van.
What does it matter?
Give me your keys.
- Why?
- They're useless to you now, aren't they?
Come on. Let's go.
What do you mean?
We're getting the money.
- Wasn't I going to stay here?
- Too dicey.
Too dicey?
In case something happens there,
it's better we're together.
Hey, Rico...
I need you.
I want us to do this together.
But if something happens
and we don't make it, she'll die.
Well...
Come on.
Now.
Got the coordinates? Good.
Within half an hour the money is there
and you're gone.
I told you we're with a group,
so if anyone stays behind near there...
...your daughter will die. Understand?
We're watching things there now.
We see everything.
If you try to screw us over,
she's dead.
Let's go.
Over there.
Go and get it.
- Me?
- Yes, you.
- Is it safe, you think?
- You heard me, didn't you?
That guy's crapping his pants
because of his daughter.
Go.
We've been screwed over.
We've been screwed over, goddammit.
Why are you crying?
- We haven't been screwed over.
- What?
- So where's the f***ing money?
- It's been delivered somewhere else.
Somewhere else?
But you were just talking to him.
- So why did we dig this pit, dammit?
- For you.
That pit is for you, Rico.
Not at first, but now it is.
We haven't been screwed over.
I've been screwed over.
By you.
Me? What's wrong all of a sudden?
- You said you loved me.
- I do, 200 percent.
Shut up.
Did you tell her my name?
- No.
- Does she know my name?
Only your first name. I swear. I swear.
What else does she know about me?
Vic... remember at first in jail?
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