Don't Hang Up
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- Year:
- 2016
- 83 min
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Yes? Hello?
Mrs Kolbein?
What? Who is this?
This is the police, ma'am.
You need to listen to me.
What... police?
Listen, who
else is in the house?
Are you alone?
My husband's outta town.
My... my, my daughter, she's...
She's in her room.
Okay, good.
You both need to stay right
where you are.
We have your house surrounded.
What?
If you move
from your location...
you'll be putting your child
in danger.
Keep your lights off.
Do not approach any windows...
and stay where you are.
We need you out of our way...
so we can safely locate
the suspect.
What do you mean, suspect?
There is a man, possibly two.
Oh my god!
Inside your house.
Oh my god! My daughter!
I need you
to stay where you are!
Listen! Listen to me!
The best way to protect her
is to work with us.
We'll keep her safe,
but we need your help.
Can you help us?
Yes.
And I want
you to lock the door.
And don't hang up!
I can't. There's no lock.
Do what you
can to secure the room.
Stay put and let us do our job.
We will keep your daughter safe.
Now, she's good.
She's secure.
Do you hear anything?
Nothing. There's nothing.
You're upstairs, right?
Yeah.
Everything's
happening down in the basement.
If you can't hear anything,
that means you're safe.
Hold on.
Okay.
Ready to roll.
I-I heard something.
I can't hear anything.
We're going in.
No shot! No shot!
He has the kid!
No! No!
He's down! He's down!
Sh*t, we need a medical
for the girl now!
Mrs Kolbein, do not leave
that room.
for you!
Mrs Kolbein? Are you still
there?
Mrs Kolbein?!
I have one last thing
to tell you.
I'm very sorry to inform you...
that you've been pranked, b*tch!
Oh... f***! Whoo!
Yes!
Oh, so much blood!
Argh!
Wait a minute, you got her
audio, right?
"I hope my little girl is okay!"
"No... no, I just wanna see
my daughter."
Woo!
That is how we do it.
Seriously, people.
All right, click me some
likes...
and let's make this b*tch
go viral!
This is Prankmonkey 69...
out!
Like how mi have twenty two
inna mi somethin
Ten haffi use so mi get di
next dozen fool
Anytime they ready punahussy
start war
See who now fi spread it out
more pon di tar
My style is di bom
digi bom di
Deng di deng digigi you you
Carubuano peer with di digi
bom di deng di deng digigi
What's up, pussies?
My style is di bom
digi bom di
Deng di deng digigi you you
I think she actually believed us
for a second.
Deng di deng digigi you you
Punahussy siddung and a watch
how man a live
Watch yah man a own a own
roll big
What the f***, man?
The b*tches don't care.
He's still trying to get her
dumb ass out the door.
Carubuano peer with di digi
bom di deng di deng digigi
So the camera's all set,
I'm in Sam's bedroom. Yes.
Holy f***, he's...
My style is di bom
digi bom di
Deng di deng digigi you you
What the f***, Sam?
Babe, I'm sorry.
All right, Brady... I told him,
he's a frickin idiot.
Please, call me.
My style is di bom
digi bom di
Carubuano peer with di digi
bom di deng di deng digigi
When your legs don't work
like they used to before
And I can't sweep you
off of your feet
Will your mouth still remember
the taste of my love
Will your eyes still smile
from your cheeks
And darling I will be loving
you till we're 70
And baby my heart could still
fall as hard at 23
And I'm thinking about how
People fall in love
in mysterious ways
Maybe just the touch
of a hand
Well me I fall in love
I just wanna tell you I am
Hello?
Hello?
Okay, I'm hanging up
in about two seconds...
Argh! Yes! I got you!
Sh*t!
Got you! Argh!
Sh*t!
You're such a dick, Brady!
Oh, yeah, and you are
a giant p*ssy.
perfect match, get over here.
Yeah, that's right, baby.
Oh, stop.
Oh! Show me what you got.
Work with me, b*tch!
Look, man, stop. I'm not
in the mood right now.
Oh, trouble in paradise, I see.
No, a little privacy.
Please?
Sh*t, dude.
You and Peyton are like
"done" done?
Apparently, it's complicated.
Which means I have no idea
what's going on...
and she won't talk to me.
That is a f***ing bummer, bro.
But look on the bright side.
Yeah, I'm listening.
This should be genius.
All right.
Your parents are out of town
for the weekend.
You have the house to yourself
and you are suddenly single.
No, I'm not single.
And ready to mingle.
We need to get a party going up
in here right now.
What?
That's not gonna happen, man.
Besides, I have a history paper
due Monday.
That's what Sunday nights
and caffeine are for.
All right, stop!
Let's go out.
I know a place that doesn't
card.
Not in the mood for that
kinda scene right now.
You're spilling the beer.
Who gives a sh*t?
Fine. Plan B.
I think you're up to plan C now.
I don't care what you call it,
just trust me.
This one's a winner.
Oh, yeah?
Can't wait to hear it.
Okay, stay in, get wasted.
Grab the beer.
Take the motherfucking beer.
And er... maybe make some prank
calls?
Agh!
Honestly, dude, if I don't
finish this paper I'm about to...
Then life will go on.
F*** it, man.
You really... you've got a
serious case...
of I'm a p*ssy-itis
right now.
And good time Brady is here
with the cure.
All right, fine.
One beer and a movie all right,
but I'm not doing prank calls.
Last time we did that sh*t...
Was amaze-balls!
And when Prank Monkey gets here,
you're gonna shut the f*** up.
Whoa, hold on! What happened to
just you and me?
When you've Prank Monkey 69
in the house.
Dude is a genius at this.
Dude, you cannot be inviting
people over, all right?
If my parents...
Your parents are too busy
banging each other...
in some cheap hotel room, to
care what you're doing tonight.
Okay, thanks. Thanks for the
image, you sick f***!
Do you think your mom
blows your dad?
You are in for it!
Oh, Mrs Fuller! Oh, your
titties are so huge!
Agh! Ha-ha!
Turn it off.
Besides, Prank Monkey probably
won't even show.
Little f***er hasn't texted me
back all day.
Please do not be inviting
anyone else...
and forget about making
prank calls, all right...
that sh*t is absolutely not
happening.
What's that guy's name
across the street?
The one whose dog craps
on your lawn all the time?
No, dude, not on my street.
Dude, he deserves it.
Besides you need a reaction
shot.
right?
It's Larry, but please...
Ju... ju... just...
Ginelle's
Pizza, Peyton speaking.
How can I help you?
Oh, there's a lot of ways
you can help me, honey.
Well, that may be, sir, but...
A**hole, not Ginelle's man,
hang up!
Shh!
Starts and ends with taking
your order.
I'm gonna need one large
pepperoni to 1357 Ashton Lane.
Your name please?
Larry and hey, you uh, bring
that pie over here yourself.
Oh! I guarantee you
a real big tip.
Yeah, 45 minutes.
Yes!
Are you kidding?
Relax, you have caller ID
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