Hope for the Addicted Page #2
- Year:
- 2005
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There's a whole other floor above where
we were before, we haven't even seen it.
We should
definitely check it out.
What?
Yeah. Okay.
I'm up for that.
All right.
Remind me why I'm here again?
Because you're
a fantastic friend
and you're doing me
a huge favor.
- I must be mad.
- Mmm.
Go on, Mike, open it.
Why me?
You're nearest.
It burns!
It really f***ing burns!
My veins are on fire!
Come on.
Open the door!
I can't open it!
We need
another door. There.
It's not opening.
What's going on?
Why are all the doors stuck?
Oh, this can't be happening.
There was a loading bay
further along.
Where?
We've got to find it.
We've got to get out of here now!
The door, it's locked.
Sh*t!
We're f***ed.
F*** this.
Are we trapped in here?
No, no, there's gotta
be another way out.
Let's get the f*** out of here.
Look, this is ridiculous.
We came here to film this thing,
not run away from it.
Are you f***ing mad?
It dragged me off, Nic.
If it hadn't been for Adam,
Christ knows what would have happened.
You didn't see it.
You didn't see it.
He's right, Nic.
This place is f***ed up.
We've gotta get out of here
while we're still in one piece.
Well, what about the top floor?
There was a fire escape,
I saw it from the outside.
Yeah, I saw that too.
Okay. I'll go and find it.
On your own? Are you mad?
Are you sure?
I mean, I can come with you.
No, I'll be quicker on my own.
I'm scared.
I mean, what if Adam
doesn't come back?
Of course he'll come back.
You don't know that.
Don't lose the plot, Liz.
You know, it'll all be fine.
We'll find a way to get out.
Where's Adam's cigarettes?
Did he take his cigarettes?
- Have you seen them?
- You don't smoke.
I just feel like a fag.
Why?
- Adam?
- Mike!
- Adam?
- Mike!
It's f***ing coming!
Mike!
Help!
What the f***!
F*** you.
Keep quiet.
This might sting.
Hold very still.
Can you feel it
coursing through your veins?
So nasty.
We have got company.
But I'll be back.
Goddamn!
Where the f*** have you been?
It's taken Mike.
Mike? Who's "it"?
The ghost, whatever it is.
It's taken him.
Did you see or hear anything?
I mean, did you see Mike?
I didn't see anything.
What about the fire escape?
Is there one out there?
Yeah, it's blocked.
Someone really
doesn't want us to get out.
I've had enough of sitting around.
We need to move.
- We need to find Mike.
- Yeah.
Well, he was dragged
like before. That way.
I just wanna go home.
Help me.
Help me.
Help me.
Where is he?
He's over there!
Right, we'll have
to pick him up.
Here we go.
We can put him on this.
That'll do. There's nothing
we can really do for him.
He'll have to sweat it out.
He could die.
He's just gonna
have to sleep it off.
Well, let's hope so, eh?
Yeah.
This isn't going to work.
I've tried.
I've really tried.
But you're not
making any effort.
that... that nasty sh*t!
I can't do it anymore.
What?
I'm doing everything I can.
And who says
I'm not making an effort?
The director of this place.
He says you're worse off
than when you first came in.
A complete loser.
I've had enough.
I want a divorce.
Don't say that.
What about the kids?
Like you give a toss.
They're better off without you.
Just stay away from us.
No, mine's still dead.
Mine too.
We should never have come here.
None of this makes any sense.
I'm going to
check out upstairs again.
Who's gonna come?
What about Mike?
I'll come with you.
I don't wanna stay here
on my own with him.
Then come with us.
He'll be okay.
What if he isn't?
Mike! Mike!
He's gone.
Gone where?
It's empty.
There's no way out.
Babe, it's gonna be okay, I promise.
We're gonna get out of here,
all right? I promise.
Well, there must be something
we can try.
Adam?
Um, we could try
the fire escapes again.
They seem pretty blocked though.
I don't wanna go anywhere.
I'll go. You wait here.
- You don't have to.
- I know.
You two hold tight.
I promise I'll be back.
Thank you, Adam.
- Adam! F***, no!
- This cannot be happening!
No one ever leaves.
Welcome back.
- No, no.
- It's time for your second treatment.
No. No.
No.
Please, please.
Please, don't...
Please!
I can take the pain away.
Please.
Help me. Please.
Please.
Told ya.
Okay.
What was that?
I don't know.
I don't know.
He's not gonna
let us out, is he?
Right.
We're gonna find Adam and Mike.
And we're getting out of here.
We're going up. We're gonna go up to the
next floor and we're going to find them.
- You okay?
- Yeah, I'm okay.
Just stay with me.
Don't go off without me.
No way, miss.
Come on, come on.
Boo!
Liz!
He's coming for us.
He's gonna get us.
Liz... Liz, just shut up!
Keep it quiet.
Oh, f***!
Oh, my God, Nic.
Are you okay?
Oh, my Christ, that hurts.
Oh, my God.
Oh, my God,
what are we gonna do?
Has he gone?
Maybe. I don't know.
I can't believe
this is happening.
I mean, it's not normal, is it?
This place ain't f***ing right.
No, it's not.
I don't even believe
in any of this sh*t.
Me neither, Nic.
Can you see anything out of those windows,
do you think?
I mean, they're not boarded up
like downstairs.
Nicole?
Liz? Where are you?
Adam.
What happened to you?
Where are we going?
Top floor.
Maybe the roof's the best bet.
We just...
We've gotta be careful.
We're just not alone in here.
It'll be all right.
Oh, sh*t. Mike.
It's okay.
Okay, come on. Come on.
Let's just keep going.
Come on.
The hunter becomes the hunted.
Adam?
What the f*** is going on?
What are you doing?
What are you doing?
I'm just helping out my dad.
Your dad killed him.
What?
What are you talking about?
My dad lived here in the clinic.
Your dad killed him.
Did you really think
I liked you?
You and your f***ed up,
self-serving excuse of a career.
F*** you.
Play nice, Nicole.
Or you'll be losing another friend.
Please, Adam.
Let her go, Adam.
Please, just let her go.
What do you think you're doing?
I've had enough
of this sick f***er.
What are you gonna do, Liz?
You're scared of your own shadow.
I f***ing killed Mike,
he begged me to let him go.
Jesus Christ, Liz, you got him.
about him.
Don't. Leave him.
Leave him!
Jesus Christ!
- F***!
- No, Adam!
Adam, don't do it.
Shut the f*** up!
I will cut your f***ing throat.
Leave her alone!
Adam, stop it! No!
Stop it!
Come on then, you motherf***er.
I've been waiting for you.
Breathe, Adam. Take the pain.
Take the pain.
What did you do, Nicole?
I've sussed this out.
Your dad needs you
or he can't exist.
Without you, he's nothing.
He's got you, though.
Not for f***ing long,
you sick c*nt.
You're not gonna do anything.
I'm gonna cut you to f***ing shreds.
F***ing b*tch!
I can find you, Nicole.
You sick f***!
Dad!
Oh, my God, Dad.
I'm in trouble, I need you.
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