Malcolm's Echo: The Legacy of Malcolm X Page #4

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with no other answer.

If that 300 gets returned

in the next hour,

I won't call the cops.

- I don't have the car, man.

- No, I'm trying to give you

the benefit of the doubt here.

- Call the cops, man.

I don't have the car.

- I can't keep you on until

that 300 turns up.

- Yeah.

All right.

[wind rushing]

[crashing]

- Hello?

[footsteps running]

Hello?

[girl whimpering]

- Yo, what's this?

How the hell did this happen?

Damn, man!

Watch the shop.

- [gasping]

[distant whispering]

[breathing heavily]

[door creaking]

[screaming]

- Are you okay?

- Alyssa Foldes?

Alyssa Foldes.

Anybody-

nobody knows her?

Alyssa Foldes?

You know Alyssa?

It's really important

that I talk to her.

- Sorry.

I don't know where she is.

- Come on.

You got to help me out.

- She put a lot of trust in you.

And you're going to end up

hurting her again.

She can't deal with that

in her life right now.

- You don't know

what's going on.

- I know Alyssa

never showed up tonight.

I know she didn't turn in

her final.

And I know she's only been

acting like this

since you showed up.

Just leave her alone.

She knows about the other girl.

- What other girl?

- The woman at your apartment.

- Did-did Alyssa talk to her?

- Don't know.

- Just have her call me.

[knocking at door]

- Bobby, you there?

It's Hector.

The city towed

the wrong car, man.

I'm sorry I doubted you.

You still have your job

if you want it, man.

[knocking at door]

Bobby!

Are you all right, kid?

Hello?

Little girl?

You all right?

Hello?

Where are you?

Hello?

Little girl?

[gasps]

Help!

Help!

Anybody?

Help!

[phone beeping]

Damn it!

[panting]

[choking]

[phone ringing]

- Hello?

- Mr. Reynolds, do you know

what day it is today?

- No.

What?

- It's your weekly check-in.

Appointments with your PO

are not optional.

I thought we understood

each other.

- Yeah.

Sorry.

- Is there something

I should know?

Mr. Reynolds?

- I can't talk right now.

- Look, let me give this to you

in vivid detail.

You speed your way

into the parole office

right now,

or you illegally violate,

and we come looking for you.

You get me?

Mr. Reynolds?

- Help-help me!

I know you're in there!

Please!

Please open the door!

[strange scraping noises]

[people chattering]

- Bobby?

Bobby, can you hear me?

Look, um, those-

those noises that you heard,

I think-

I think I may be

hearing them too.

I don't understand

what's happening.

You were trying to tell me

something,

and I didn't listen,

and I'm sorry.

And I'm going to come

and find you, okay?

[knocking at door]

- Open the door!

- Bobby?

- Think I don't know

you're in there?

- I don't want trouble.

- You've been watching me.

I see you in the window.

What are you looking at?

Something happened

on that floor.

You know something, don't you?

- There was this family

living there.

One night,

the mother, she kept screaming.

- No.

Don't!

- But nobody helped her.

- It doesn't make sense.

You could-you could have

just called the cops.

- A lot of terrible things

happen in this city every day.

- Either we assumed someone

would call the police,

or we were afraid to,

or worse.

[woman screaming]

Some of us just didn't care.

The next morning,

they were all dead.

[gunshot]

- It's your fault.

You could have done something.

You let them die.

Any one of you,

my mother included,

could have saved them.

You realize that?

[locks clicking]

Hey, hey, hey!

Wait!

- I'm sorry.

I can't help you.

- Why-why won't they stop?

[knocking at door]

- Hello, Miss?

Is he in there?

I really need to find him.

[knocking at door]

Anyone home?

Sorry, l-

the woman who walked

in here, do you...

[door slams]

[locks click]

[locks clicking]

[gasps]

[door slams]

[panting]

[screaming]

[moaning]

[screams]

[coughing]

[screams]

[whimpering]

[Alyssa crying]

[crying]

- Oh, my God!

Alyssa?

Alyssa!

I'm so sorry.

I'm so sorry.

Oh, my God.

What did they do to you?

[phone trilling]

Oh, God.

Oh, God.

Please.

- 91 1.

What is your emergency?

I-I need an ambulance.

Please.

- What is your current location?

[high-pitched discordant

piano music]

Sir?

Can you hear me?

Sir?

- You're doing real good, honey.

Everything's going to be okay.

But I want you to be strong

for mommy.

You got me?

Right.

Let me see that pretty smile.

There.

- Hey, what are you doing?

- Please don't do this.

- Don't do what?

- We're leaving.

- Why are you leaving?

- You know why.

- But you...

- Don't!

- You can't leave.

Whoa, whoa.

What?

Don't what?

What?

[gasps]

Shh, it's okay.

It's okay.

- Where are you?

- Here, here, here,

here, here, here.

- [crying]

- Listen, listen.

- You just close your eyes

and go to that special place

like always.

Nothing else will matter.

- Carly, are you okay?

Why are you crying?

What-

- No.

- l-I really don't understand

what's happening here.

What-what-

Why do you want to leave me?

[crying]

- Why?

- Hmm?

- Look at me.

You did-

you did this to me.

- I didn't do that.

Who the hell did that to you?

- [crying]

Go!

Run, baby, run!

Look at me!

Just let Carly go, please.

- Uh, Carly...

- Do what you have to do to me!

- Carly.

I don't understand

what's happening here.

- Walter.

- It's fricking making me-

It makes me so mad!

- [crying]

- It's making me lose

my freakin' mind, you know.

[breathing heavily]

- Why won't you just let us go,

please?

Please.

- Baby.

I love you so much.

Just say it for me once okay?

Just tell me that you love me.

Just once.

Just say it.

Just say that you-

- No, no!

Somebody help us!

Please, someone help us!

Open this door!

Come on.

Please.

No, don't, please.

No, no.

[scraping noises]

Please, somebody help us!

Come on and help me!

Open the door!

Somebody help us, please!

No, Walter, no!

No!

No!

- [crying]

- [panting]

- [whimpering]

- [crying]

- [crying]

- Walter, no!

- Stop!

You got to stop.

- You mind your own business.

Agh!

- [screams]

- Agh!

[wet thudding]

- No!

- [screaming]

- [panting]

- [screaming]

- [coughing]

- [sighs]

- [crying]

- Alyssa!

- [whimpering]

- Alyssa?

- [crying]

- Oh, it's okay.

It's okay.

[sirens wailing]

[high-pitched discordant

piano music]

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