Nine Dead Page #3

Synopsis: Communication is the key for the survival of nine strangers who have been kidnapped by a masked gunman and told that one of them will die every ten minutes until they discover why they are there. Can they figure it out before they all die?
Genre: Crime, Drama, Horror
Director(s): Chris Shadley
Production: Image Entertainment
 
IMDB:
5.5
R
Year:
2010
98 min
Website
300 Views


And nobody really wants

to hear about your sex life.

Yeah, well,

she's just pissed off,

'cause we got caught.

Yeah, it was your

big mouth that got us caught.

You know what, Kelley?

You're not the only one who got hurt.

I lost my wife.

Yeah, and I was labeled

the home-wrecking slut.

That did wonders for my career.

And I wasn't the only person

you were screwing around with.

What was it, a month before

some judge knocked you up?

Hey, kitty cats.

Why so hostile?

An affair is an affair.

Now we're getting relationship

advice from a pedophile.

What the f***

you looking at?

You one tall drink of water.

You're turning f*ggot now?

No, I just realized

how I'm getting out of here.

None of you guys are gonna

come up with sh*t.

Closest one to me.

What are you doing?

So start kicking.

You are crazy, man.

You got a better idea?

Break my hand

so I can get out these cuffs.

You're crazy.

I'm not kidding.

Start kicking, man.

All right.

My pleasure.

Come on, game it up.

I'll get it.

Wait!

Come on!

Stop.

Wait, I almost got it.

Come on.

One more, one more.

Just do it.

Okay, okay, okay.

All right, all right.

Leon, Leon, get up.

Hey, get behind the door.

And when he comes in,

you push him in,

and we'll attack him.

Yeah, bring him my way.

Leon, get behind the door.

Come on.

That's a good idea.

Yeah.

But I got a better one.

Later.

You can't leave us.

B*tch, you think I give a damn

about you?

To hell with you.

Leon, you can't

leave us in here like this.

You stupid piece of sh*t!

Don't do it.

You know you can't

leave us in here.

Don't leave us here.

Damn it!

F***!

Punk-ass b*tch.

You stupid f***ing b*tch.

The thoughts that's been going

through my mind

while I was in

that f***ed-up room.

And that's a f***ed-up room!

Now that I got this gun,

the sh*t that I got

in store for you.

I have been planning this

for 2 years.

Nothing is gonna take away

what I have in store for you

and the others.

And I mean nothing.

Before I enter,

I place one bullet

into that gun you hold.

But this gun?

This gun holds 6.

F***.

He didn't make it.

Why are you here?

Maybe you should move them

out of the way of the splatter.

I'd hate to see somebody die

before you get a chance

to kill 'em yourself.

Yeah.

That's a good reason.

God, please.

You don't have to do this.

Up until now,

the order has been random.

I just want you to know

that you're next.

F*** you.

Hail Mary, full of grace.

The Lord is with thee.

Blessed art thou--

Blessed art thou amongst women.

I can't remember

the prayer either.

I used to know it.

I've said it like

a million times.

Can you help me, Father?

What?

What's wrong?

I don't know.

I can't remember,

but it's so familiar.

Look.

We got another 10 minutes.

It can take me that long

to find my keys in the morning.

You finding something

funny there, bleeding boy?

I'm gonna die

like the man said,

and you guys are gonna

die with me.

I got 8 minutes to live.

And I've been thinking

about you b*tches.

I got to make peace.

Look, if you're gonna die

a happy man,

then I'm gonna die a happy man

laughing at your misery.

Look, we know Leon's

next to go.

That means we have 8 minutes

to figure out why he was here

and another 10 minutes

before somebody else dies.

Come on,

we can figure this out.

Let's put our heads together,

guys.

Come on, we can do this.

Something turned the slant on.

It's almost comical

if you watch it right.

Pictionary?

Glasses?

Glasses.

I haven't worn glasses

in years.

I remember when

you wore glasses.

This lady knows you,

or she did know you.

Bang, bang!

A shooting?

Some kind of shooting,

a shooting?

Robbery?

Bang!

Robbery!

Mrs. Chan?

Chan, Chan!

Her name is Nhung Chan.

Did you get the guy

who robbed her?

Yeah, Chan picked him out

of a lineup.

I prosecuted.

He went to San Quentin.

What was this guy's name?

Greeley, Wade Greeley.

He was a total punk kid,

A total loser.

So that's it?

That's why we're here?

Because this kid Wade Greeley

is pissed off that you sent him

to prison?

All we have here

is a robbery and a name

and a whole hell of a lot

of unanswered questions.

Okay, I don't even remember

busting this guy,

Wade Greeley.

What about you, Father?

Does any of this

mean anything to you?

I'm sorry.

I can't help you.

Okay, if Wade Greeley

going to jail

is the end-all-be-all,

then we must fit in to this

before that happened.

I think I've got us

a time line.

You know,

listening to you guys,

I've got a glimmer of hope.

I thought for a sec

you had the son of a b*tch beat.

Well, well, well.

Look who's back from the dead.

Ease up, man.

Ease up.

I'm having a change of heart

or something like that.

I'm thinking letting

you people die,

it's not right.

I haven't done nothing good

in a long time.

I said I never killed nobody.

That's a lie.

I want my cut of cash

you gave that b*tch of yours.

What cash?

Man, you f***ing tripping.

I know about the money belt

and those Brentwood b*tches

last month.

You accusing me

of holding out?

Nah, I'm straight saying it.

Don't turn your back to me, man.

click!

Pull guns on people?

For sure, motherf***er.

I got a gun too.

I dumped his body in a dumpster

in downtown L.A.

at the Cinco de Mayo festival.

He said he never liked

the Mexicans

and their parades.

One last childish act

on my part.

A couple of days later I went

to the morgue with our mother.

I stood over the body.

I didn't say anything.

I went to the street and sold

the rest of our stuff.

I never told nobody that.

I didn't speak or see too much

of my mother after the funeral.

I'll never see either

of them again.

I'll never have a chance

to say I'm sorry.

I want my mother

to forgive me.

I deserve to die.

I want to be forgiven.

Somebody just forgive me.

He who seeks forgiveness

shall find it.

We're no better off

than we were before.

We have nothing new,

and there's like a minute left.

Here's something new.

That guy said he's been

planning this for 2 years.

Okay, what were we all doing

for busting some joker

in the head

for hassling one of my dancers.

But no one is going to give

No.

I had the same job

selling insurance,

approvals, dismissals.

I don't know.

It's nothing unusual.

Kelley?

Kelley?

Why are you here?

We know part of the answer.

We've got some of it.

All or nothing.

Son of a b*tch.

I'll see you in hell.

I know.

What are you doing?

Stop this!

Father, you still with us?

You're not going to like

what I have to say.

Anything is better

than nothing at this point.

Either say it or don't.

I figured out why I am here.

Well, holy sh*t!

I know why someone else

was in this room as well.

I know what we have done

to the man that holds

us captive.

So what is it?

Yeah, spill it.

I can't.

What do you mean, you can't?

Come on, Father.

What was said to me

was said in confidence.

I can't repeat it.

You want to play Pictionary

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