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No. God, this all came out

of nowhere. It's like a nightmare.

- We're flying out there.

- Michael threatened.

- Emma.

- I don't understand.

- What am I supposed to do?

- Move.

Do not talk to her again,

you do not know what I'm capable of.

I think that I need to move.

I just feel like some freak. Some freak.

I know it's you, you f***ing freak.

- Hello?

- Alex, have you been f***ing with me?

- Do not lie to me.

- What?

What are you talking about?

Have you been hacking my sh*t

or prank-calling me?

Hacking your what?

Get over yourself, Emma.

First you tell me to leave you alone...

and now you accuse me of some bullshit?

Like, what?

Alex, please just tell me the truth.

Are you serious right now?

The world doesn't revolve

around you, okay?

- Never mind. I'm sorry that I called.

- Whatever, Emma.

- Hey.

- Hey, you all right?

Um, I'm at the coffee shop.

I just... I couldn't stay in my apartment,

I just felt trapped.

So I guess I'll meet you

at your place later?

Yeah, I can't get out of here

until 10 now, though.

Computer system's all messed up.

Everyone's freaking out.

Are you gonna be okay?

I don't know.

I just feel like someone's watching me.

Don't worry about it. Nothing's gonna

happen with all those people around.

I'll just meet you at your place tonight,

then we can cab it to my apartment.

Okay, I'll let you get back to work.

Okay, I'll talk to you later.

Hey, sweetie, you okay?

I'm just so frustrated.

I'm trying to do my work but I just...

I can't concentrate.

Just don't worry about your work

tonight, just try to relax.

Nicole's still coming over, right? Yeah?

What about Michael,

have you talked to him yet?

No. I haven't heard from him,

so I'm getting kind of worried.

Oh, honey, listen,

I'm gonna be there tomorrow.

We are gonna talk to the police,

we are gonna go to campus security...

and we're gonna find you

a new place to live.

We're gonna find a place

with a doorman, okay?

Yeah. I've already started looking

at a few apartments, so...

Oh, Emma, what happened?

- Mom, I don't know what...

- Emma?

- I don't know what just happened.

- Honey, it's probably just a fuse that blew.

- Oh, my God.

- Emma, you're scaring me. Emma.

I can't... honey, I can't see you now.

What is that?

- Okay, I'm calling 911.

- Leave me alone!

- Oh, my God!

- Leave me the f*** alone!

- Emma! Emma, no!

- No!

Please, my daughter is being attacked.

What are you doing to her?

No, she's not here, she's in New York.

Please help her!

Get the f*** away from her!

She's not here, I'm just...

I'm on the computer. Oh, my God!

Please help me! He's hurting her!

Get the f*** away from her! Emma!

Where's the address?

I can't find the f***ing address!

I can't find the address.

I can't find it, I can't find it.

Please, don't hurt her!

Don't hurt my baby!

She's 23 years old.

It's Emma, my baby girl.

Who the f*** are you?

What are you doing to her?

Oh, my God!

I have it, I have it, I have it.

It's 8... 8... 854 Wilson Avenue,

apartment 4A...

in New York. In Brooklyn, New York.

Please hurry, it's my baby. Please hurry.

Where are you?

The police are on their way.

Please don't hurt her!

Emma, the police are coming.

She didn't do anything.

Emma, please, talk to mommy.

Talk to mommy, please.

Please. I beg you.

Emma? Emma?

Oh, my God! Emma?

Please! Please don't hurt her!

No, listen to me!

Please, why are you doing this?

Who are you?

Listen, listen, that's my baby girl.

That's my baby girl.

I'm begging you, I'm begging you.

Emma! Oh, gosh, tell me what you want!

No, no, no! No, no, no, don't go!

Please! No...

Police! Open the door,

we're coming inside.

If anyone's in the apartment,

it's the police.

Emma Taylor. I'm from the police.

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