Prom Night Page #4

Very funny.

If you do see Michael and Claire,

tell them to get their butts down here.

Will do. Bye.

Where are they going?

Upstairs to the suite for a little alone time.

I'm not sleeping in that bed.

- I'm having a great time.

- Me, too.

I'm sorry.

Gotcha.

Look, come on, baby.

- Lisa?

- Yeah.

That guy, he looks so familiar.

His eyes.

Baby, your eyes are so...

- Where is it?

- The very back of the hotel's parking lot.

Come on, we ain't got a lot of time.

I swear that I know

that guy from somewhere.

Look, know him or want to get to know him?

Don't be stupid.

Did you see how he looked at me?

I mean, his eyes were so...

God, I swear I've seen him

some place before.

Why don't you stop

thinking about him, right?

Think about me, okay?

There you go, Bridgeport.

That's how you do a prom, everybody.

You need to come to the parking lot.

I think we got something.

All right, I'm gonna have to ask you

to move on out the way.

Clear the dance floor, because

this is the end of my time right now.

It's time for me to bring to the stage,

the prettiest P.E. Teacher

I've ever met in my whole life.

Ms. Waters, everybody,

because she's about to announce

this year's prom king and prom queen.

Here we go!

Okay. Oh, sorry, sorry.

Let's give it up for DJ Tyler

for giving us an awesome prom.

All righty.

Now, I have in my hot little hand here

Bridgeport High School's

prom king and prom queen.

Will the nominees please

join me here up on stage?

For prom queen I have,

Crissy Lynn, Lisa Hines...

- They gotta get down here.

- I know, I know.

... Michelle Evaretti, and Katie Higgins.

Come on up, girls!

- What's goin' on? You've reached Ronnie.

- Straight to voicemail.

Try him on the house phone.

All righty, and prom king is Rick Leland,

Ronnie Heflin, Michael Kelley,

and Dennis Long.

A woman over in Woodburn

filed a missing persons on her husband.

She said that he would take the train

to work every day in Portland,

but he would always

leave his car at the station.

But he didn't come home last night.

Open it up.

No wallet, no ID, no credit card, no money.

And the car was registered to

a Howard K. Ramsey, our missing person.

What about these decorations, everybody?

The prom committee, sensational job.

You're so beautiful.

Jesus Christ!

- Of course! It's him, it's him!

- Look, enough already.

No, I gotta get to Donna!

I don't believe this.

Come on!

Damn it!

- Why the rush?

- Oh, God!

It must be off the hook.

They're not answering the room either.

Well, you better go up and try to find them.

I'm sorry. Be fast!

Oh, my God!

Lisa?

Lisa?

- Ronnie Heflin, Lisa Hines.

- Oh, here's Ronnie! Here's Ronnie.

Hey, where's Lisa?

I don't know. She said she came down

here to tell you that...

Oh, maybe she's in the bathroom.

Okay, you get up on stage. Go, go.

- Ronnie, please.

- Sorry. I'm right here.

Give me the key to the suite.

I'm gonna go try to find her in the bathroom.

If she's not there, I'll go check upstairs.

Where the hell is she?

Oh, God, oh, God, oh, God, oh, God.

Has anyone seen Lisa Hines?

Excuse me, sir. Howard K. Ramsey,

is he registered here? Ramsey.

Yes, sir. Room 309.

Okay, here's what we're doing.

You stay here by the front door.

You tell the guys at the exits

what's happening,

- and get me some backup, okay?

- You got it.

Give me a room key to room 309.

Mr. Ramsey.

Ah, damn it.

No. No, he's here. He's killed a maid.

Cover all the doors.

I'm gonna pull the alarm.

I want the entire place cleared immediately!

We'll flush him out.

Find Donna Keppel and put her

in protective custody now! Nash, now!

All right. You got it. Stryker, watch the door.

All right, we're gonna

have to start without her.

Bridgeport High's

prom king and prom queen are...

Alert! Please exit the building.

This is an emergency.

- Please stay calm. Quiet, please.

- Everyone, please, quiet down!

I'm Detective Nash

with the Bridgeport Police Department.

I am going to need you

to exit the hotel through the lobby.

Now, there's no reason to panic.

The Fire Department will be here shortly.

They were just about to

crown king and queen!

People! I'm not kidding, here!

Please, let's move, now!

This will have to wait, all right?

- The hell it will!

- Crissy!

Sh*t!

Oh, my God! You have to be kidding me!

Lisa?

Alert! Please exit the building.

This is an emergency.

Keep it moving, people.

Crissy, what's going on?

Where's everyone going?

- Hey, Rick? What's going on?

- I don't know, but we gotta go outside.

I forgot my mom's shawl upstairs.

If you see Bobby can you tell him

I'll meet him outside?

Thanks.

Alert! Please exit the building.

This is an emergency.

If there is a Donna Keppel here,

will you please come

to the front of the stage?

Excuse me. Why are you looking for Donna?

Why? Do you know where she is?

- She went looking for my girl.

- Where?

Women's restroom

and then up to the third floor.

Why?

Hey, what's the problem?

Your attention, please.

Keep this area clear for emergency vehicles.

Stay on the sidewalk.

Alert! Please exit the building.

This is an emergency.

Lisa?

Claire?

Hello?

Oh, I've missed you.

There isn't a moment where

I haven't thought about you, Donna.

Please, don't do this.

Don't be afraid.

Donna!

Get out!

No!

No!

Donna, open up.

Open up!

Donna!

No!

No!

Leave me alone!

Ansen, Grant, I need these people back!

Push them 50 yards back!

Get them back here, put it right there.

Come on! Let's go!

You gotta be all the way back

to the sidewalk, all right?

- Winn.

- Where is she?

I don't know. They got separated.

- He said she went to go look for her friend.

- What the hell is going on?

Why won't anybody

tell me why you're looking for Donna?

Hey, man. She went back up

to your suite to get something.

Move, move, move!

She told me to tell you just to wait here.

She'd come back down.

You couldn't tell me sooner, Rick?

Did you see Lisa?

No.

Donna?

Donna, stop!

He's in there, he's in there,

he's in there, he's in there!

Claire's under the bed and she's dead!

She's dead!

- Get her out of here, Nash.

- You have to help me, please.

Hey! Donna! Donna!

Bobby. Bobby. Oh, my God! Bobby!

- Yeah, come on. Here. You okay?

- Donna, get in the car. Please.

- I'm going with her.

- Okay, get in the car.

Can he come with me?

- Don't leave me. Don't leave me.

- I won't. I'm coming, I'm coming, baby.

- Look, what's happening?

- Hold on.

I talked to your aunt and uncle.

They know what's going on, okay?

- I'm gonna take you home, all right?

- Look, did you see Lisa?

Claire's dead.

What'd you say?

Bobby! Wait!

Wait!

Clear a lane here, please!

Yeah.

He's somewhere in this hotel,

because all the exit points are covered.

We're gonna tear this place apart,

room by room, floor by floor,

until we get him.

How's the girl doing?

Yeah, she's safe.

And her boyfriend's with us, too.

Keep that house completely covered

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