Breaking In Page #3

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You might was well... come in.

(WHISPERS):

No.

- Eh?

- Yeah, okay.

- She just left, you said?

- Yeah.

She shouldn't be long.

Um, actually, it's late.

I'm just gonna

call her tomorrow.

- You sure?

- Yeah.

SHAUN (QUIETLY):

Go, Maggie. Go.

All right. Good night.

Help us!

Help!

(PANTING)

(DIALING)

- DUNCAN:
Warm night.

- (SCREAMS)

OPERATOR:

(MAGGIE GASPS)

(KNIFE SLICES)

He killed her. Didn't he?

We have to get out of here.

Okay, if we can get

the lock open,

we can find a phone

and call the police.

(BREATH TREMBLES)

Glover.

We can't call the police.

They cut the phone lines.

I left my cell

in the other bedroom.

Holy sh*t, man! What the f***

happened out there?

I told you

not to let her leave.

I didn't say

cut her f***ing throat.

She was just gonna walk, man.

DUNCAN:
What you think

is going on here?

We broke into this house.

We took those kids.

Cops come, and we're

staring at 25 to life,

whether this b*tch is dead

or tied up in the basement.

Moms didn't show.

I had to make a call,

so I made it.

I didn't bring you on

to make f***ing calls.

Those kids upstairs...

that's all Mom cares about.

She would never do anything

to risk their lives.

She was afraid.

And that... put us in control.

Now, any question that she

might have about our intentions

is gone, and that

makes her f***ing desperate.

DUNCAN:

So what?

So fear I can manage.

Desperation,

whole different thing.

I don't know what the f***

you're talking about.

Of course you don't.

From now on, just do

as you're f***ing told.

From now on, I'm gonna do

what I gotta do to get mine.

EDDIE:

We have less than an hour

before the security company

calls the cops.

If we don't find that safe,

nothing else matters, right?

What about Peter?

We find the safe,

then we find Pete.

And Mom?

Did you understand

a word I just said?

Clean up your f***ing mess.

You want the arms or the legs?

DUNCAN:

Come on.

I think I got it.

(GASPS)

Ow. Sh*t.

This isn't working.

We'll keep trying, okay?

Just see if you can find

something smaller.

What happens

if they find the safe?

(THUMPING, CLATTERING

IN DISTANCE)

(SAM GRUMBLING)

Where is it? (GRUNTS)

(WHISPERS):

Okay, what is this place?

Sh*t.

(GRUNTING)

(THUMP IN DISTANCE)

What?

Maybe the information

I got was bad.

Maybe there is no money.

The old man was under

investigation by the D.A.

Liquidated all his cash.

- You don't do that unless you're gonna keep it.

- I know.

But maybe the assistant

was lying.

Maybe she was...

trying to impress me.

Somehow I doubt that.

You know what I'm saying.

We did our homework.

The money's here.

It wasn't supposed

to go down like this.

Yeah, you're f***ing

telling me.

What-what is it?

What do you want?

He's a f***ing psycho.

Don't worry about him.

Till he slits my throat, right?

He killed that woman out there.

Now, if I'm Mom,

I'm thinking...

I'm thinking no matter what

I do, I'm gonna be dead, too.

So maybe I stay before,

but now...

I know I got to go get help.

Moms don't run.

Not when their babies

are trapped in the nest.

Okay, look. You came to me.

You needed a crew.

Now... it's your turn.

So go find the safe and stop

wasting my f***ing time.

Okay?

(SIGHS)

(QUIET TAPPING ON GLASS)

You got to be f***ing

kidding me.

Yo! Eddie!

- (LIGHTS CLICK OFF)

- (WHOOSHING)

- (QUIET CRACKLING)

- Hmm? Oh!

(LOUD POPPING)

Holy sh*t!

She's shooting at us!

(LOUD POPPING CONTINUES)

(LOUD POPPING STOPS)

Is that Mom?

- Those weren't gunshots.

- (LIGHTS BREAKING OUTSIDE)

She took out the lights.

We should've killed them

the moment they walked in here.

(BEEPING)

Here she comes. Find her.

- Where's the breaker box?

- Back entry.

Go.

(BOTH PANTING)

Come on. Come on.

(SWITCH CLICKING)

(LIQUID SPATTERING)

What the hell?

That b*tch.

Sh*t.

(COMPUTER CHIMES)

Son of a b*tch.

(CLACK)

(DEVICE BEEPS)

(DIALING)

(LINE RINGS)

Yeah. Get back here.

She's in the house.

Wait. Wait, wait, wait.

Wait here.

- I'm gonna go get my phone.

- No.

- I'm gonna call the police.

- Please.

Glov. I'll be back, okay?

What if something

happens to you?

I'm your big sister.

It's my job to worry about you,

not your job to worry about me.

Whatever, freak.

(CHUCKLES SOFTLY)

(BOARDS CREAKING)

(WHISPERS):
Phone. Phone.

Where's my phone?

(QUIET THUMP NEARBY)

- (MUFFLED GASPING)

- Shh, shh, shh, shh, shh, shh.

It's me, baby. It's okay.

It's okay. It's okay.

- Are you all right?

- Yeah.

Glover? Did they hurt you?

He's in the other room, Mom.

I'm so scared.

- I know, baby.

- What are we gonna do?

We're gonna get your brother,

and we're gonna get

the hell out

of this house, okay?

(WHISPERS):

Okay. Okay.

Shh, shh, shh.

(FOOTSTEPS IN DISTANCE)

Was that them?

Are they coming?

- They're gonna kill us.

- No, no, no.

- I'm not gonna let that happen, okay?

- Mom...

No, no, no, no.

I'm not gonna let that happen.

EDDIE (IN DISTANCE):

Shaun?

What if they can't get

the safe open?

If they can't get what they

want, why would they let us go?

What do you mean,

if they can't open the safe?

That's what they said.

- EDDIE (IN DISTANCE): Shaun?

- Are you sure?

All right, all right.

You got it?

Mom, Mom, you can't leave us.

Oh, baby, I promise you, it'll

be just for a little while.

Mom, Mom, Mom, no,

there has to be another way.

Jas, listen to me.

There is no other way.

You got to take care

of your brother, okay?

- Mom, I can't. I can't.

- Yes, you can.

Yes, you can.

You hear me? You can.

Oh, Mom.

Baby, you are strong,

you're smart.

You are everything

I could have ever hoped for.

You're my daughter.

You can do this.

(QUIET CLICKING)

(SIGHS)

(EXHALES)

Come on, Jas.

(GASPS)

(DOOR CLOSES)

(GASPS)

Where's your sister?

(TOILET FLUSHING)

Hello?

Eddie?

(DOOR CLOSES IN DISTANCE)

Tell me the kids are

still locked in the bedroom.

What if we...

EDDIE:

Where is she?

Where is she?

I don't know.

(GASPS)

She was in the house,

goddamn it.

- Tell me where the f*** she is.

- I'm sorry.

- I'm sorry.

- All I have to do is push.

- Don't!

- Wait, wait, wait. Please.

Please don't hurt us.

I'll tell you

where the safe is.

(LOW WHIRRING)

You knew this was here

the whole time...

and you're just telling us

about it now?

Not exactly.

My mom told me where it was.

Did she happen to tell you

the combination?

No.

But she wants you guys

to stop trashing the place.

SAM:

Hello?

Nice. You found the safe.

What?

(MUFFLED GRUNTING)

All right.

Let's go for a walk.

(MUFFLED GRUNTING)

DUNCAN:

We'll use the kids.

Take them to the porch.

Kill the boy,

and Mom will fall in line.

No f***ing way, man.

We're not killing f***ing kids.

You didn't have a problem

killing the old man, did you?

- That was different.

- Why?

- Because you weren't driving the car?

- No, because

if the D.A. had investigated

him and he told them

about the safe, this whole

thing would've been blown.

- We didn't have a choice.

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