Penthouse North

Watch that ridge.

Sara, keep it tight.

Contact! Contact left!

To your left! To your left!

- Sara, don't move!

- Move up! Move up!

- OK, go!

- Moving.

On your right! Go! Go! Go!

Move! Move!

- Head around the corner.

- Keep going!

Push through! Push through!

Push forward to the wall!

Push forward to the wall!

I've got four guys with AKs,

RPGs in the tree line.

Press that guy!

Hey! Trying to

get your ass shot off?

Get in there and stay down!

Guys, let's go!

Going in!

You're staring at me.

Can't help it.

Oh, it's freezing out here.

What are you doing?

I told Blake

I'd get the champagne.

Oh, no.

Let her get it.

Come back to bed.

It's 3:
00 in the afternoon.

And in an hour from now,

it'll be 4:
00 in the afternoon.

I know. I told her

I'd do it, though.

Alright.

Let me get my coat

and we're going.

No, no, no, no. I got it.

I'd rather do it myself.

OK.

OK, sure.

When are you gonna let me turn

this into an engagement ring?

You do not EVER

give up.

No. Not when I want something.

I thought we agreed on this.

Whatever happens, happens.

On, God.

- It's already happened.

- Oh...

Stop.

You sure you don't want me

to come?

No, I'm good.

Hold down the fort.

Will do.

Hey. Hey.

Oh. Hello, Sara.

Hi, Antonio.

Any big plans for tonight?

Yep. I'm gonna work late.

New Year's Eve's for amateurs.

Can I grab you a cab?

No, no, I'm good.

I'm just going to the store.

- Be safe, young lady.

- Thank you.

- Hey! Look out!

- Ah!

What, are you blind?

Yeah.

- I am.

- Hey. You OK?

I saw the whole thing.

What an a**hole.

Nothing new.

This city's full of 'em.

- Here, let me help you...

- No. No. I got it.

Thank you.

It's actually better

if I do it myself.

My lightsabre.

Oops.

Sometimes I get cocky

and I forget that I need it.

Hey, I can walk you

where you're going.

No, I know where I'm going.

Thanks, though.

- Are you sure? It's no trouble.

- Yeah. Happy New Year.

Yeah. Yeah, you too.

You, uh... you got the light.

OK. Thank you.

You watch out for a**holes.

I will.

Call from Blake.

- Hey, Blake.

- Hey.

- Where are you?

- Out.

Buying champagne.

Great. Are you on your own?

Yes. I'm on my own,

all by my lonesome.

Good. I'm glad

you're getting out.

You spend way too much time hiding

out in that penthouse with Ryan.

My God, what's wrong

with hiding out?

Don't make me feel guilty

for finding a guy I like.

Stop busting my chops.

- I'm your sister. It's my job.

- Yeah.

You and Danny gonna come over

and ring in the New Year with us?

Danny had to pull a double

and he's not even home yet,

so he'll have to sleep

for a couple of hours.

- Please try and make it.

- We will.

Just gonna be

a little last-minute, OK?

I love you.

Alright, love you too.

Sara.

How'd it go

out there today?

I didn't walk into

any telephone poles.

That's good.

Have yourself

a good evening.

Thank you. You too.

Ryan?

It's the lady

with the liquor.

You here?

Ryan!

Ryan?

Ryan?

Ryan?

Good girl.

Good girl.

You can't be hungry, Shadow.

I just fed you.

Oh, my God. Ryan.

Ryan? Oh, my God. Ryan?

Oh, my God.

On...

Ryan. Baby.

Ryan.

Help!

Ryan! Oh, God!

Oh, God. Who's there?

Who's there?

What do you want?

What do you want?

Who's there?

What do you want?

Say something.

Open the door.

Open the door, Sara.

Yeah. I know your name.

I've been watching you

for days.

Start listening.

Armadillo is ready.

- Start menu.

- Menu.

Open the goddamn door!

Open email.

- Read email?

- Write email.

- Please repeat.

- Write email to Blake.

Email to Blake.

Call the police.

A man is...

Look what you made me do.

- Hey.

- Hi.

It's official -

I hate New Year's Eve.

Rough one, huh?

I'm gonna go lie down

for a couple of years.

OK. Remember...

Sara wants us

to be there before midnight

to watch the fireworks

from Ryan's penthouse.

What?

Something not right

about that guy.

Danny... What'd you do?

I ran a check on him.

You did what?

He said he was living in Philly

before Brooklyn, right?

According to DMV records, he was

in Miami the last seven years.

No, I think he said

he was born in Philly.

He was born

in Dade County, Florida.

So we'll ask him

and find out.

Lots of people make up stories

about themselves.

I know. I arrest them

all the time.

Sh*t!

Oh, goddamnit!

Sh*t.

Hmm.

What happened

to this camera?

I dropped it.

Like that?

You're a mess.

I'm gonna clean you up.

Hold still, now.

You have an awesome body.

It feels good, huh?

Nice and cool.

Please.

Did Ryan

ever do this for you?

Huh?

Wouldn't be the first time

me and Ryan shared the same...

- Get your f***ing hands off me!

- What?!

What?

I'm sorry.

Are you OK now?

Yeah. Just...

These are really tight.

Are you gonna help me, Sara?

Yeah. Yes.

- Thank you.

- You're welcome.

So, what did Ryan tell you about

himself?

- How'd he make his money?

- He's an investor.

Ryan wasn't an investor.

Ryan was a goddamn thief.

He stole something

that belongs to me,

and I'm here

to get it back.

- Where is it?

- What?

I don't know

what you're talking about.

I wonder if I believe that.

I would tell you if I knew.

Where's my money, Sara?

Hmm?

I don't want to hurt you.

But I will.

I'll hurt you bad.

What's it gonna be, huh?

An ear?

Both ears?

An eye?

It doesn't do you

any good.

Tell me. Tell me.

Tell me!

What?

I'm so cold.

- Sh*t!

- I'm really cold.

- F***.

- Please...

Can I put some clothes on?

Yeah. Yeah. Get dressed.

Hey, Hollander. Yeah,

I was just gonna call you.

Yeah. It didn't exactly go down

the way we planned it.

The sonofabitch came at me.

I had to kill him.

There wasn't time.

You know how fast he is.

Only this time,

I was faster.

I know I kinda screwed up, OK?

But I got the girl,

and I'll get the truth

if I have to carve it

out of her.

You don't have to do that,

Hollander. I got this covered.

I got this under control.

Yeah, OK. OK.

Goddamnit!

Well, this is...

this is not good, Sara.

Not good for you,

not good for me.

Listen to me.

Do you want to die today, Sara?

- Is that what you want?

- No. No.

Then you tell me

where Ryan hid the sh*t

and maybe we both

get out of this alive.

- You want me to help you?

- Yes.

- OK.

- Good.

- I know where it is.

- Now you're being smart.

Come on, where... Ahh!

Sara?

You hurt me.

I think it's gonna

leave a scar.

On, God.

Oh, God.

Oh, God. Oh, God.

- Oh, God.

- Sara, get down!

Step back! Step back!

Somebody down here?

Antonio? Antonio?

- Who's there?

- It's Sara!

There's a man down here!

He killed Ryan!

- Sara?

- He killed Ryan! Get help!

Get help! Call the police!

Are you hurt?

Are you alright, Sara?

Please!

Go back, get the police!

- It's OK.

- No, it's not OK!

I'm not leaving you alone.

No! Go back!

- Stay right where you are.

- Get help!

I'm not leaving you, Sara.

Antonio?

Antonio?

Antonio can't hear you anymore.

Help me!

Help me, anybody!

Please help me!

Can somebody help me?

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