Don't Hang Up Page #3

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A little bit, yeah.

Wanna join?

No, what I want is to deliver

this pizza...

and not hear from you guys.

So, did you guys cook up this

plan with Mosley...

to get me over here?

What are you talking about?

He texted saying he was sick

right after he left here...

which means I'm stuck on

deliveries...

and then all of a sudden,

you order another pizza.

No, we didn't order this pizza.

Would I do that to you?

You already did it once tonight.

Hang on, hang on.

Can we... can we maybe talk?

Sam, no, not now.

Five minutes. Just you and me,

upstairs in private.

Oh god, anchovies...

what a dick move!

Okay. 5 minutes.

No, I know, it's not my fault.

Brady cranked this guy for...

So you have no

responsibility here?

No.

Well, I mean, I mean yeah, but...

I have to get back.

Wait, hold on, hold on.

We're not finished.

Sam.

Why are you in such a hurry?

I can't do this right now.

I'm... sorry.

I shouldn't have come up here.

Please do not say that.

Sorry.

F***.

Hey, we will talk, but Mosley

really did screw me...

by walking on his shift

and I need this job.

What now, dick head?

Classy as always, Brady.

Yeah?

Well, this is the dong merchant

that ordered the anchovy pizza..

And made you drive all the way

out here.

Wait, don't leave yet.

Come on.

What dickface?

You guys are busy...

apparently.

MR LEE So that was

the lovely Miss Peyton was it?

I can see why you like her.

What did you say?

She seems

a little upset, though.

Trouble in paradise, Sam?

Look, I don't know who

the hell you are...

but this has gone on

long enough, all right?

You need to stop this right now.

I'm afraid

that's not an option.

Yes, it is!

All right, we're done

with your bullshit!

You know, I'm hanging up

for good.

Go ahead, but if you do...

be prepared to reap the

consequences.

Dude, I'm telling you, he's

probably just some 400-pound...

nerd with too much computer

equipment for his own good.

I don't know, man, this guy

seems to know about stuff.

No, dude, he's whacking off

right now...

in his mom's basement at the

thought of us being scared.

Forget him.

What's wrong with Peyton?

Still not talking.

So... no details?

About what's bugging her.

Nothing?

Nope. She said we'll talk later.

Okay.

Sh*t.

Motherf***er. Sam, come here.

Check this out.

"Next time it rings, you'd

better answer. Don't test me."

How does he have your

cell phone number?

He has both our addresses,

plus he knew Peyton was here.

Maybe he called Ginello's

to ask her.

Sh*t.

Dude, this is not funny.

Ginello's. Think about it.

What?

Who would know that Peyton's

doing deliveries...

has both our addresses and loves

making prank calls?

Mosley.

Called in sick, my ass.

You saw how pissed he was

when he left the house.

He even said it.

Yeah, he said, don't test me.

Sh*t, dude, you're right.

Great, he's using POPShot now.

Gonna send us a dick pick.

What the hell?

"Not Mosley... guess again."

How does he know what we said?

Dude, what is this picture?

No idea.

Is that a person in a chair?

Yeah, it could be,

it's kind of...

No, no, sh*t, dude.

No, no, that looked like someone

was tied up or something.

Okay, this is getting really

weird, dude.

This is definitely beyond

Mosley.

You're right, Sam.

This is definitely beyond

Mosley.

Oh... holy sh*t!

What is it?

My parents.

Why the hell are you doing

this?!

Aren't we still having fun?

Don't you like my surprise?

I went through a lot

of trouble...

to make tonight special

for all of us.

Son of a b*tch. I swear to god...

You're not

the one in control here, Brady.

I am!

So if you want your parents

to live, you will not hang up.

You'll stay on the line and

do as I s...

What the f*** are you doing?

He said don't hang up!

Brady, Brady, calm down!

He's at your house, all right?

Your parents are tied up in your

own living room.

I saw the clock and I saw the

chairs they were sitting on.

Listen, we call 911 and they'll

get to this guy...

before he can do anything.

Trust me.

Okay, just do it!

Come on, come on.

Come on, come on.

9-1-1.

Hi, yeah, we need your help

right away.

What's your emergency?

A f***ing psycho has my parents!

Please

calm down, speak clearly...

and don't use profanity.

He's gonna f***ing kill them!

Send the goddamn cops!

Brady, stop!

Son, I won't ask you again.

Control your language

or I can't help you.

Are you f***ing kidding me?!

Listen, just send a police car

right away, all right?

The guy is in the house

with them.

Can you

describe the suspect?

No, we don't know, but psycho

covered the house in plastic.

That's right, Brady.

You have no idea what

I look like.

And yet I know everything

about you.

Gimme your phone now.

Come on, come on, come on,

come on, come on!

Afraid

it's not gonna be that easy.

Oh sh*t! Sh*t, sh*t!

Wait, wait, where are you going?

I don't know.

Just er next door 'cause... just

anywhere to use another phone.

Brady, wait, stop!

What?!

He's watching us.

What?

What do you want?

You like

manipulating people, don't you?

Playing god.

Well, tonight I'm giving you

boys the ultimate power.

You get to decide who lives

and who dies.

Oh, my god.

Oh, my god, who is that?

No.

Prank Monkey 69.

Say goodbye to your audience

for the last time.

No! No! No!

Stop it now!

Stop it!

How many

clicks do you think...

Prank Monkey will get

for this video?

That little fun was recorded

yesterday.

A warm-up for tonight's live

main event.

What the hell was that?

No. Please. Argh!

Why do that? Why?

Son of a b*tch, he's here.

Mosley's either at the back door

or upstairs.

That was definitely upstairs.

Brady... it's okay.

I'll go.

I knew you'd be the one...

to stay, Brady.

Not quite the boy scout

that Sam is, are you?

But then again, that's what

I'm counting on...

because I have a deal for you.

One that will let your parents

and you escape tonight alive.

Do you wanna hear it?

You'll need to give me

something in return.

A life for a life.

Son of a b*tch. Brady! Brady!

Mosley's at the back door.

He's at the back door!

Brady! Brady, he's at the back

door!

F***!

Come on!

Mosley! Mosley!

Mosley. Mosley?

No. Come on.

Mosley's still alive, Brady!

Brady! Brady!

Brady.

Brady, help!

Stay with me.

Brady help me!

Hold on. Don't... please.

I'm taking it off. I'm taking it

off. I'm taking off.

No! No! No! No!

No, no, no, no!

No! No, no, no, no!

Please stay with me, please?

No. No.

Bra... Brady. Brady. Brady.

Close the door.

What?

Close the f***ing door!

I can't stay here.

Do not answer that.

Hello?

Hey! Hey, put it on speaker,

so I can...

No. I can't.

Put it on speaker,

goddamn it, now!

He's gone, okay?

Yeah, he told you something.

What was it?

He said it's time to decide

who lives and who dies.

What the f*** does that mean?

I don't know.

We should run, Sam.

You and me.

This is our chance.

Yeah, and he's gonna kill

your parents.

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