Negative

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[instrumental music]

[sizzling]

[metal clanking]

[instrumental music]

[wind chimes chiming]

[dramatic music]

[siren wailing]

[breathing heavily]

F-f***.

[sighs]

[breathing heavily]

[water sloshing]

[instrumental music]

[music continues]

[engines revving]

[vehicles honking]

[no audio]

[engines revving]

[indistinct yelling]

[indistinct chatter]

[indistinct chatter]

[indistinct chatter]

[camera clicks]

[liquid sloshing]

[knocking on door]

[knocking on door]

[knocking on door]

[sighs]

[sighs]

Hello.

Just come on in.

Ottoman is an odd choice.

It's hard to break an ottoman.

Tell that to Dick Van Dyke.

I don't know what that means.

I saw you at the park.

[male 1]

So you're following me?

In a way.

[male 1]

Why? Who are you?

Before you get comfortable,

let's skip to the part

where you tell me what

you're doing in my house.

- Apartment.

- Uh, sure.

Had you said home,

I wouldn't have

felt the need to correct you.

Yeah, enough already.

Who put you up to this?

You and I have business

to be discussed.

- Business?

- A transaction.

I didn't make

any purchases today.

Your actions at the park.

It's a public space.

- You see, I keep to myself.

- As to why?

Then you understand

why I'm here.

[sighs]

The photograph?

- Yeah.

- No sale.

- I'm sorry.

- Hand it over.

No, the photograph

is my property.

It's staying with me

no matter what.

It's, it's an aggressive stance

to take with a stranger

no less a guest.

It's my profession

how I make my living.

No one profits from me

unless I intend it.

You're not the subject

of the frame.

I don't need to ask

for your permission.

And you seemed like

the reasonable type.

You can leave now.

Once I have the negative film

and any prints you made

in my hand.

I'm gonna ask you to leave now!

You already have

and it won't work again.

I'll call the police.

With your rotary phone,

your finger

wouldn't even spin nine.

Well, now who's

bein' aggressive?

- Where is it?

- Uh, no, forget it.

It's a great photo.

I'm keeping it. You...

[groaning]

You have 19 seconds before the

spasm you feel in your windpipe

'causes your throat to close.

The oxygen depravation

will lead to paralysis

similar to a stroke.

Fourteen seconds.

Tell me where it is

and I will make it stop.

Bathroom.

[panting]

Deep breaths.

Count to five between each one.

[breathing heavily]

[door lock opens]

[door shuts]

[scissors snap]

Not the subject of the frame?

It's a percentage.

You're upset. I get it.

It really is the better photo

you took today.

That's it?

Sorry I took your breath away.

Really?

[tires screeching]

- No.

- What's going on?

F***. I thought

this would have gone quicker.

[male 1]

Huh?

Listen, I'm gonna tell you

my name to establish trust.

I think it's a little

too late for that.

Well, that's up to you,

but these men

headed up this way

will seriously harm you.

- For what?

- Talkin' to me.

Are you serious?

I'm Natalie. You?

- Uh, Ho-Hollis...

- Listen, Hollis.

You and me and this photograph

need to leave right now.

- I-I believe you.

- Good. Let's go.

- Uh, w-what about my stuff?

- There's no time.

Well, where are we going?

[intense music]

[vehicles honking]

[indistinct chatter]

[music continues]

[music continues]

[train chugging]

[indistinct chatter]

[Natalie]

Gotta get outta town.

I, uh, I'm not getting

on a train with you.

Train's a death trap

in situations like this.

A few exits and you

can't control the stops.

But then why are we here?

Just do what everyone else

does. Just look around.

Why can't you just

drop me off at the police?

The police can't help you.

Well, what if I say no?

Fortunately for you,

my protection comes

with or without

your cooperation.

What are you, a 140 pounds?

You'll slow me down,

but not that much.

Why do you care

what happens to me?

Because I know

what will happen to you.

[indistinct chatter on PA]

Wait. W-what does that mean?

[instrumental music]

[car doors unlock]

[breathing heavily]

[gun c*cks]

Who are you?

[scoffs]

[mumbles]

[Hollis]

Where are we goin'?

[Natalie]

Out of town.

What, conversation's not

one of your special skills?

You could have answers

or you could be dead.

If I had answers, this would

feel less like a kidnapping.

How did you find my apartment

after you saw me in the park?

And who's after us?

Is there anything

you can tell me?

I'm sorry, sincerely.

[instrumental music]

[engine revving]

[mumbling]

Can you stop the car, please?

Not going to happen.

I feel sick.

[sighs]

[sighs]

[groaning]

[groaning]

[Hollis breathing heavily]

Where's the spectacle?

Huh? It passed.

It's time you start

betting on me.

[Hollis]

Why?

Because one of us

isn't a stranger

to situations like this.

But since you disagree...

here you go.

I, I have nothing to do

with this.

I just took a picture

of you, that's all.

When they find you,

and they will

you're gonna need something

to defend yourself.

Against who?

At 18 you received a diploma.

Folks behind us

they were handed a Beretta M9.

It also happens to be

the official side armor

for military, unlike them

they load these weapons

with jacketed hollow points

that achieve a velocity

of 400 meters per second.

Incredible stopping power.

Designed to leave extra-large

bloody holes in their target.

[gunshots]

What the f*** is wrong with you?

[breathing heavily]

This is real.

In less than an hour

they will catch up to you

and open fire in seconds.

So if I were you, I would swing

that tool as fast as I can.

Maybe one less bullet

disrupt your frame

which makes all the difference

in the authority's ability

to ID your body

allows for the funeral

you deserve.

Whether you swing

that thing or not

it's going to be

a closed casket.

Or we stay together

and you bet on me.

[sighs]

F-f-f***!

[instrumental music]

[engine starts]

[engine revving]

[tires screeching]

[indistinct chatter on radio]

Couldn't you have picked a car

with satellite radio?

Humor. You're relaxing.

Just getting used

to a new normal.

[Natalie]

It's not forever.

What's in Nevada?

Not our destination.

Which is?

Phoenix.

Arizona?

Yep, that one.

- Ever been?

- No.

- You?

- Yes.

Well, then you know

this isn't the right way.

We've gotta get on the ten.

[Natalie] Yeah, that's the way

everyone goes to Phoenix.

I hope they send the people

who are following us

won't know where we are heading.

In case I'm wrong,

the extra added time and space

will make them think

we went somewhere else.

And-and after

this extra-scenic round

what's waiting for us there?

A safe place.

Somewhere I can protect you

until this is over.

Who are you?

Look, I-I mean,

I think I'm already there

but just help me

tip the ball in.

[Hollis]

Law enforcement? Government?

"And zoom straight to the moon

with you, Alice."

"Ho-Honeymooners?"

How old are you?

Jackie Gleason.

Funny man. I thought you'd

appreciate the black and white.

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