Coffin 2 Page #6

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investigation and security.

Yeah, that's exactly

who I'm talking about.

We know him.

He's a friend of my fiancee's.

We live right down

the street from him.

You're kidding?

No, he's a friend.

I can't, I can't, I can't.

I can't.

Help me!

Help me!

Stop, dude.

Seriously.

Don't.

Don't you tell me to stop.

I have a ticking

time bomb on my face

and that ball's about to drop.

(suspenseful music)

What is she doing?

What are you doing?

Be steady with that, girl.

You see what she's

doing, Epperson?

Yeah.

Let her concentrate.

(bell ringing)

(kids chattering)

I hate you.

Your mom even hates you.

Shut up.

[Girl] What a freak.

And you're so dumb.

Stupid.

[Buddy] I'm not

listening to you.

[Girl] You're so pathetic.

I'm not listening.

He peed his pants.

Idiot.

[Buddy] Shut up.

Loser.

Shut up.

So stupid.

No, I'm not.

Stand up, you loser.

I'm not listening to you.

So ugly.

So pathetic.

I gave you choices.

I gave you time.

Your nose is so big.

Do not interrupt me.

Doesn't he stink?

Don't.

You'll regret this.

Easy, easy.

Come on.

Am I close?

You're close, just don't rush.

You can rush a little.

No, no, down.

Yeah, down like

another quarter inch.

Just from under the right.

Lower.

Hook it now.

Damn it.

B*tch.

Are you seriously unable

to shut your mouth

for one second?

Can all of you just shut

up while I concentrate?

(breathing heavily)

(slow jazz music)

[Woman] You sure

you don't want a beer?

I'm good.

Suit yourself, player.

So, whatcha got for me?

I know you got more

than this for me.

You know I do.

There's a lot more

where this came from

as soon as you get

me what I need, okay?

[Woman] Okay.

I just gave you an ESN

number for a cell phone.

It's getting pictures,

texts, calls.

Go over every picture

frame by frame.

Everything.

Okay.

All right.

All right, I'm in.

What's my deadline?

Deadline is we need it ASAP.

For an assistant,

he sure do act like

he's wearing daddy shoes.

We don't have time for this.

You know me.

Would I show up if this

thing weren't important?

Okay?

I'm good for it

and you know that.

Ain't too sure about your

pissant assistant though.

Pissant?

It listens.

You got it trained.

All right, well.

This is some shambollock

stuff going on here.

Tell you right now,

they've got several

rerouting programs working.

GPS is bouncing 50

miles at a time.

It's gonna take me about

a hot minute, or two,

to figure out where

this is coming from.

A hot minute?

I'm assuming you mean what?

It's time we don't have.

All right, give me some space.

I'll go through your

little picture program.

Plus, I do not need

that yapping at my ear.

(door opens)

Don't do it.

No, no.

No, no.

No, no.

Wait.

No!

(gun fires)

God!

No, no.

No, no, no.

No, no, no, no, no.

No.

Oh, no, no, no.

(Olivia crying)

(breathing heavily)

Oh, God.

Oh, God.

Oh, God, I'm next.

I contacted Zeller.

Epperson's car hasn't

been located yet.

Yeah, well, it's still

too early for that anyway.

And I spoke to Gussley again.

She said she had no idea

where her ex-husband

might set up some

kind of meeting point,

but she also said most likely

he wouldn't choose a spot.

So, no go on that one.

So, you talked to Gus.

What else does she have to say?

Oh, God.

Slide it.

Slide it toward your neck.

Lower.

Slowly.

Oh, God.

Oh, God, I'm next.

Oh God, oh God, oh God.

Shh.

Olivia, try to

keep it down, okay?

Oh God, oh God, oh God.

(keypad beeping)

(cell phone vibrating)

Showtime.

Scotty.

Hello?

Do you see what happens

when instructions

are not followed?

Olivia will be next.

You've got 30 minutes to

meet me with Jack Samms

or Olivia will die.

Wait, wait, wait.

Where?

What do I...

[Buddy On Phone] 30 minutes.

Hello?

Hello?

Sh*t.

Scott.

Yeah?

Talk to me, man.

Paul, listen.

You heard what he said, man.

He's gonna kill her.

That she's next.

I'm with people right

now we are working on it.

What do I do in 30 minutes?

[Brian On Phone]

We're getting close.

What am I supposed to do?

I can't be without her, man.

I know.

Please.

Please.

If you can't

find this location.

[Woman] I'll find it.

We need Jack Samms.

Yes?

Yeah, give it a try.

Slowly.

You got it.

There it is.

(sighs)

Yes, girl.

That's how you do it.

Did she get it?

Yeah, I got it.

You can start kissing my ass

as soon as we're out of here.

Gladly.

Give it a few minutes.

If it works, you should

get some movement.

If any of you are religious,

now's the time to start praying.

(tense music)

Anything yet?

No.

Wait.

Maybe.

(door opens)

[Olivia] (gasps) Oh, God.

(glass clinking)

Almost time.

(Olivia crying)

(camera shutter clicks)

Yes.

(suspenseful music)

(sighs)

(breathing heavily)

You did it.

(bell ringing)

(kids chattering)

(metal scraping)

(phone ringing)

[Buddy] Buddy.

[Wendy On Phone] Buddy?

It's Wendy.

Are you at the shop?

[Buddy] Yeah, I was

just gonna leave though.

[Wendy On Phone] Cool.

Listen to this.

My sister and her family all

got the flu, or something,

so I had to cut

my weekend short.

I'm stag tonight, so I

thought I'd come down

and roll up my sleeves.

To help out, keep you company.

[Buddy] Yeah, Wendy.

[Wendy On Phone]

Maybe have some beers.

I think I need to take

a rain check on that.

Shut up.

I really gotta get stuff.

[Wendy On Phone] Buddy,

you're breaking up.

Hey, I'll just swing by, okay?

I'll see you when I get there.

Keep you company.

I'll see you when I get there.

Maybe have some beers.

Company, company, company.

Keep you company.

Maybe have some beers.

I'll see you when I get there.

(alarm buzzing)

Hey, Gus.

Is he still alive?

He is, but there's

very little time.

The only demand we've gotten

is the reason why we're here

and we are running

out of options.

It's done.

He's got four hours till he

turns back into a pumpkin.

Marshal Philips is a

personal friend of mine

and is doing me a favor.

So, Samms stays with him in

his custody the whole time.

Do you understand?

They're processing him now.

If anything goes wrong,

I lose the bench and I'll

end up in there myself.

Don't mess this up.

We have no other choice.

Smoke?

I quit.

Really?

Bought a pack.

Thought maybe you were

still living the good life.

You don't owe me for it, but

totally would've been my treat.

They'll be

bringing him through

the side access here

in a few minutes.

Stay in this lot.

Finish this and

have Samms back here

before the assistant

warden starts sifting

through the paperwork

I've just signed.

Not too many people

like you, do they?

Your head's too square.

It's weird.

Buddy, hello?

Hello?

What's going on here?

Help us.

We need help.

Where's Buddy?

Listen, my name is

Detective David Epperson.

[Olivia] We're going crazy.

Would you listen?

Listen to me.

You need to help us.

You need to leave.

Leave this building right now.

Call 911.

He's dead.

Wait, wait, wait.

Stop.

I gotta get Buddy.

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