Buried Page #2

F***!

F***!

F***!

F***!

F***!

F***!

Hello?

Is anybody there?

Hello?

Hello?

Breathe no breathe, American? Ah?

Breathe no breathe?

Hold on? I don't know what

you're saying. Who is this?

American can breathe

no breathe?

No, I can't breathe.

Please get me out of here.

- Get out?

- Yes, get me out. please help.

Soldier.

No, no I'm not a soldier.

I'm a truck driver.

Just a contractor.

- Contractor?

- Yeah. A contractor. Not a soldier.

- Blackwater?

No, not for Blackwater.

I'm not a security contractor.

I'm just a truck driver. That's all.

- You are American.

- Yeah.

Then you are soldier.

No, I'm not.

I'm here unarmed.

But, you still shot at us.

In head and in throat,

so you tell no more lies.

I'm not lying!

We were all drivers.

Drive what?

Trucks. The trucks you see

driving around with the supplies?

That's me, that's us, that's all.

not soldier. Truck driver.

- Five million money.

- What?

Five million money tonight nine

PM or you stay. Buried like dog.

- Five million dollars? From who?

- Your family.

My family doesn't have five million

dollars. If they did, I wouldn't be here.

From Embassy.

I don't know, yeah, yeah...

If you let me out of here,

they'll pay you the money. Yeah!

Nine PM, five million money.

what's her number?

What city and listing, please?

Hastings, Michigan.

I'm looking for Donna Mitchell.

I have two Donna Mitchells, sir.

One on Federal Road and one on

Ardmore Avenue.

Ardmore Avenue...

No. Sh*t, I don't know.

- Just give me that one.

- Ardmore Avenue?

- Yes, Ardmore Avenue.

- Please hold for your number.

The number you requested,

can automatically be dialed...

Come on!

Where is everybody?

Hello?

Donna, it's Paul.

Hey, how's it going?

I need to talk to Linda.

She's not answering her phone.

- I've been taken hostage by...

- Fooled you

I'm not really home.

But if you leave a message, I'll

get back to you as soon as I get in.

Bye-bye.

Donna, I need to talk to Linda.

It's an absolute emergency.

Have her call me.

Use star sixty-nine and have her call me

to this number I'm calling from...

- Paul?

- Donna!

- What do you want?

- I need to talk to Linda.

- Where is she?

- I don't know.

- I didn't talk to her all day...

- Are you near a computer or something?

- Yeah. Why?

- Okay.

I need you to Look up a number for me,

the State Department.

I was just heading out to the

supermarket.

- I really don't have time...

- Donna, please, just get me the number.

- Is everything alright?

- No! Everything is not alright!

So, please, just look up the

number.

- Don't f***ing yell at me, Paul.

- I'm not yelling! Donna.

Yes you are.

Just get me the f***ing number!

Just get me the f***ing number!

Stupid f***ing c*nt!

F*** you bich!

F*** you, f*** you!

- What?

- Donna, I'm very sorry I yelled.

I shouldn't have done that.

But, I'm only going to ask you once

more to get me this number.

If you don't, I'm going to die.

What?

Please, I don't have time

to explain... the number.

Hold on.

Okay...

- State Department.

- Yeah.

- It's 202...

- 202...

- 134...

- 134...

- 4750?

- Yeah.

Okay, f*** you!

- United States Department of State.

- I'm an American citizen...

working in Iraq.

I've been taken hostage.

I need to speak to

someone right away.

- Where are you calling from, sir?

- From Iraq.

I'm a truck driver for CRT,

Crestin, Roland and Thomas.

We were attacked and now

I'm being held for ransom.

- Are the kidnappers with you?

- No. I'm buried somewhere.

- You're buried?

- Yeah, in a coffin.

A wooden box.

It's an old coffin, I think.

Did you try contacting

the military out there?

I was given a number to call,

a safety number.

But the people took it.

- The people holding you hostage?

- Yeah, yeah!

- Hold on. Let me connect you...

- No. Don't put me on hold... No!

- Rebecca Browning.

- Hello?

Yes, hello. I was just

informed of your situation.

Yeah, my situation.

I'm running out of time and you

people keep putting me on hold.

- What the hell is wrong with you?

- I'm sorry.

Don't be sorry. Just help me.

I just have a few questions for

you, Mister Conroy.

You've got to be kidding me.

It's important that

I get this information.

- It will make a rescue attempt...

- Wait, wait, wait...

- How did you know my name?

- I'm sorry?

I never gave you my name. I don't think

I gave it to the other guy, either.

What the hell is going

on right now?

We received a call from a

representative at CRT.

- You left him a message?

- Yeah...

- He contacted us right away.

- Well, since you know what the hell...

is going on, what have you done to

get me out of here?

There's little we can

do from Washington.

So, that's it? I'm just supposed to rot in

here because there's little you can do?

- No.

- Then what?

I need to know where you were when

your convoy was ambushed.

In Baqubah.

In the Diyala Provence.

Okay. And has contact been made

with the kidnappers?

Yes. The guy told me that he wants five

million dollars by nine o'clock tonight.

Or else...?

Or else he'll bring me to Sea World.

What do you think, lady?

We'll do everything we can.

- So you'll pay them?

- No. That we can't do.

Wait... What?

It's the policy of the United

States government...

- That's bullshit... come on!

- to not negotiate with terrorists.

you're sitting in an air

conditioned office somewhere.

It's easy for you to say...

You're not the one stuck in a coffin...

- buried in the God damn desert!

- I understand your frustration...

Frustration? Lady, I'm going to

f***ing die in here. Understand that!

- Hello?

- I'm here.

Well, then say something. Tell me

how you're going to get me out of here.

What's the number on

the phone you're calling from?

I don't know.

Did it come up on your end?

No. It's listed as unavailable.

- Can you remember a number?

- Yeah... No!

- I have a pencil.

- Okay, write this down.

Just a second... Go ahead.

- 410.

- Yeah.

- 195.

- Yeah.

- 5453.

- 5453.

- Who's that?

- Dan Brenner.

He's the commander of a Hostage

Working Group over in Iraq.

Hostage Working Group?

We formed it in 2003 to deal with

situations such as yours.

Situations.

I love how you keep calling it that.

- Did you write down the number?

- Yeah.

Good. Hold on, I'll connect you

with him now. He should be expecting you.

- What about the news? I'm going to call them.

- No. Do not contact the news.

I repeat, do not

contact the news.

It will only complicate things further

and threaten your chances of rescue.

You don't go looking for something

if you don't know it's missing.

We are running

out of time, Paul.

That's why you need to contact Dan

Brenner right away.

Fine.

I'm transferring you now.

- Brenner.

- Dan Brenner?

- Is this Paul Conroy?

- Yes, yes it's me.

Paul, I was informed

of what's going on.

I want you to know that we're already

working on trying to get you out of there.

Oh, thank you, God.

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