Evidence Page #5
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- Year:
- 2013
- 94 min
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- Oh, my God!
- The juice is low. Hurry.
No. That lady
might still be alive.
We haven't got
time for this.
We can't just ignore this.
We have to go in.
I'm going in.
Oh, my God.
(Girls retching
and screaming)
Leann,
where is he?
Leann.
Leann!
Oh, my God.
Leann!
Please help me.
(Door bangs)
- (Women scream)
Seen enough?
Wait, wait, wait.
Are you okay?
I'm fine.
Okay. Just go.
Ow. F***!
Run for the fuel house.
I'll be right behind you.
Are you ready?
Go, go. Go.
Nobody's gettin' in here now.
Phone's back that way.
Ben?
He was right behind me.
Ben?
- (Screaming) Run!
- Leann!
Leann?
It's okay.
It's okay.
Okay, I just
have to get out...
I just have...
(Metallic clattering)
Ben?
Ben.
Come on,
come on.
Okay, green to green.
Green to green,
green to green, red to red.
Red to red.
(Muttering incoherently)
(Shrieking)
(Screaming)
(Agonized screaming)
Keep going.
That's it.
No more video.
That's the end.
F***!
We have one more phone.
- Okay, play it.
- Haven't you seen enough?
Okay, so, mom, this is
where we're at right now.
Um, takin' a little break.
I just wanted to let you know
that I'm okay,
and on my way to Vegas.
Uh, I shouldn't have left
like that.
I was just mad and...
Tyler:
I don'ttrust you anymore.
Leann:
Trust me?How is this a matter of trust?
We didn't talk
about this.
You didn't
ask me first.
You didn't
prepare me.
You just came up on my big moment
(Both arguing)
Stop being so needy.
What are you doing right now?
We almost have a near-death experience,
and you bring me
in here to do this?
Oh, my God,
grow up! Stop!
...my priorities
in life.
- Your priorities?
- Yeah.
I don't wanna
marry you.
Get it through
your skull.
I don't want
to marry you! God!
Go write a f***ing
song about it,
and pretend to be
good at something.
Jesus Christ!
What the f***
are you lookin' at?
- Are you f***ing kidding me?
- What?
I don't... I don't know.
There should be...
There should be
more memory on the hard drive.
It must've got, I guess,
erased or something.
- Erased?
- There should be a memory card here.
It's not...
Okay, the memory card's
not in there and...
- okay, where is it?
- Gabe.
- I don't know.
- Gabe, sound. Sound on the TV.
- I don't know.
- Sound.
- Uh, okay.
- Oh, sh*t.
- Reporter:
Yes, we can now confirm...- Sh*t!
The leaked footage is,
in fact, genuine.
It's being called
a snuff film.
And others on the web are
calling it an instant classic.
What we know for sure
is that this video
has gone viral,
with over 3 million hits
in the last hour alone.
We're attempting to trace
the original...
How the f***
did she get that?
...Las Vegas
police department,
and how this will affect
their investigation.
Who had access
to those tapes?
We uploaded the videos
to the server.
It could've been
hacked by anyone.
- F***!
- I.T., I.T.
Yeah, how come everything I
sent you in the past four hours
ends up on TV?
I don't know, turn it on.
It's everywhere.
Gary, why are you asking me this?
I'm asking you.
It's your whole
department.
Burquez:
And he's just playing with us,because this whole thing
is just a big f***ing game.
(Phone rings)
Gabe:
We're the police. Okay?We're not just idiots running around.
Check the fiber...
Burquez.
Man:
The chief wants youin his office right away.
(Gabe continues talking)
Sh*t!
Yeah, yeah. No.
I'm comin' down.
I'm comin' down.
I'm gonna
find out, man.
It is crazy out there.
Every channel's
showin' that video.
Tell me
you found something.
Um, just initial
background.
William gentry.
Bus driver Ben tuttle,
wasn't even his real name.
Turns out he did three years
for grand larceny.
Tried to rob a bank
from the inside out.
Sh*t. This guy went in
dressed like an armored guard.
It was working until
the real guard showed up.
Two people
ended up dead.
It's too bad
we saw him die.
He was staggering around
covered in blood,
but we don't know
he was dead.
You think
he did it?
What?
Where you going?
Flynn.
I didn't know
you were back.
How's our witness?
Barely said a word,
but this kind of trauma
can really f*** your memory.
Mind if I take a shot?
Go ahead.
I'm detective Reese.
How you holdin' up?
I thought you might
like this back.
Luck of the Irish?
Mine's for luck, too.
It was
my daughter's.
Gracie.
You know, after
something like this happens,
they say that
things will be okay,
that it just
takes time,
and life will
go back to normal.
But it's not true,
ya know.
Things can't be normal.
They just
keep going.
Maybe that's good
enough, ya know.
Tyler?
He's in the hospital.
The doctors are doing
the best they can.
What happened to her?
Your daughter.
We were just
shoppin' at the mall.
She was in one of
those little play areas...
You know, with the slides
and the bean bags.
And I turned around
for a few minutes,
and when I looked back
in on her, she was gone.
Six months later,
they found
her little body
behind a truck stop
in barstow.
Just like that,
somebody changes
your life forever.
Did you find out
who did it?
No.
I just don't...
I don't understand
how someone can do
something like this
to innocent people
like it's nothing.
To a serial killer,
murder is an art.
Or sport.
They wanna
be the best.
It's their way
of getting attention.
Showing the world
what they're capable of.
The power that they have
over life and death.
In their minds,
they're different from
the rest of us.
They feel like
they're gods.
And they never stop.
And that's why
I need your help.
You gotta try
and help me.
I don't think I can.
If you can remember
something about what happened,
they maybe I can stop him
from hurting anyone else.
You understand
that, right?
The driver, Ben.
Did you see him again after you
went into that last building?
I don't remember.
I don't know.
He was in that room.
The one with
the broken-down truck.
We just... we ran inside.
Me, Rachel and Ben.
Yeah.
When I turned around, he wasn't
there anymore. I tried to find him.
I know you did. You went down the
hall, right? You walked down the hall.
And you saw something
that scared you, right?
I saw him.
Yeah. Was it Ben?
He was wearing a mask.
He came after me.
He grabbed me.
And did you see
anything at all?
Did you see
any defining marks?
- I mean, it could be a scar, a tattoo.
- No.
And he must've hit me,
because when I woke up,
I didn't know where I was.
I was just in a room.
I could see Rachel
through a crack,
and she was fighting.
And then,
she ran outside,
and I saw
the welder's torch
banging against
all the gas tanks.
I broke through a window,
and I crawled out,
and there was
an explosion.
I remember...
Steven, he was
trying to scream,
but he was choking.
He just kept choking.
There was so much blood,
and everything
was burning.
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