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We are still gonna talk about this.

I know where she is.

- I'm calling the police.

- Wait.

Benjamin has her.

- What are you talking about?

- I can take you to her.

Why should we trust you?

We don't have another option.

Is she okay?

She's fine. She's just scared.

- Why are you helping us?

- Yeah.

Because I don't want to be a part of it.

Say a f***ing word I'm gonna

blow your head off, okay?

- Go to the wall.

- Put your hands up on the wall.

Against the wall now!

Hands down.

Shh. Put your hands

behind your back.

Get the tape.

Be quiet.

Thank you. Okay.

All right, stay there. Wallet?

All right.

Hotel room key.

Check them out,

you drive their rental car.

See you there.

Let's move.

Feet up.

Welcome to your Puerto Rican

vacations, motherfuckers.

Get the f*** out! Hurry up!

Move. Move.

Move, you f***ing gringo.

Move, you motherf***er!

Sit down. Sit the f*** down!

Sit the f*** down!

Motherf***er, I will shoot

your f***ing brains out.

What did you do with Nina?

She's fine, really.

Nina's fine, no problem.

Please, just tell us what you want.

All in good time.

So you got somebody in Chicago

that looks after your money?

- Our money?

- Yeah.

Shannon, you come from money.

And you had a big f***ing pile of it

even before the accident, right?

There's nothing left.

Really?

$2.9 million settlement?

Think I'm a f***ing moron?

August 12th, 2010,

"Chicago Sun Times,"

"Chicago woman receives

civil settlement in city tragedy.

Late afternoon it was ruled

that the Cooke County

Department of Public Works

was at fault when a waste disposal truck

collided with Shannon Mayer,

27, of Oak Park... "

Please, stop it.

"... claiming the life

of her unborn daughter. "

- That's enough!

- And you lost

the ability to bear more children.

All right, so you have money.

What did you do with it?

I mean, you don't strike me

as the extravagant type.

We... we bought a house.

We, um... we rebuilt a life.

We started a charitable trust.

- We adopted Nina.

- You know what you did?

You invested.

- Right?

- He's a... toy designer.

We don't really make that much,

and I haven't worked since the accident.

What kind of f***ing toys do you make?

All right,

you didn't work after the accident?

I'm telling you, man,

there's nothing there.

Steven...

you're supposed to be a smart guy.

I know all about you.

All right,

we have something in common here.

You know this woman,

Gabrielle Reigert?

That's not her real name.

Her real name is Angie.

So this funny, little woman

comes up to me in some sh*t-hole,

business-class airport lounge

and says, "Come do this thing. "

"Who is this woman?" I'm thinking.

"What is she, f***ing Intel?

What is she, Blackwater?

Christian Outreach?"

I don't give a f***.

She says, "I pay cash.

$25,000 a pop. "

So to be fair to you,

it's not just you

and your bank accounts

that I don't altogether trust.

Like maybe she burned me a little bit.

And after your wife and I had

a little get together in town...

nothing untoward, brother,

nothing untoward...

well, I decided we had

to check out a few things.

See, usually we just take the kid

and you leave the island

burning in shame.

But necessity brings us

together one more time.

And while we're here, you know,

we're gonna do this other thing

because this is, after all,

what we do for a living.

You're wasting your time.

I don't think I am, Steven.

Okay, we want to do

Bank of America or Citibank?

Bank of America?

Okay, Steven,

now we need the passcode,

so it'll all go a lot easier

if you just give it to me.

I'm telling you,

you are wasting your f***ing time.

All right,

now I think you're Iying to me.

And I don't think you're

the only one who's Iying to me.

But I'm telling you something,

I'm sick of being lied to,

so let's be really clear about

what the stakes are.

Those are the stakes!

We'll blow her f***ing brains out!

- Leave her alone!

- Blow her brains out next!

- Leave her alone!

- Tell him the f***ing password!

- Leave her alone!

- The password! Sh*t.

All right, okay, all right, all right!

Okay! All right.

- What is it?

- 7-1-2...

7-3-5.

Is that it?

- Hold on, just...

- Let go of her.

- Let go of her.

- Let her go!

- Shut the f*** up!

- Hey, hey, come on now.

- You piece of sh*t.

- Shut the f*** up, motherf***er.

Hey, calm down.

Everybody take a deep breath, okay?

Baby, I shouldn't have been

so drunk that night.

If I wasn't and you didn't

have to come get me,

none of this would have ever happened.

We wouldn't be here.

I know I can't change the past.

- God knows I wish I could.

- Baby, this is not your fault.

But I can get us out of this,

I promise you.

I promise.

Good morning.

So, listen...

I got an email from Jerry,

your man in Chicago.

Uh, what's his name,

Rosenberg something?

Anyway, he emailed,

the transfer's gonna take 48 hours.

So today is gonna be

kind of a lay-around day,

you know, nothing to do.

Look, I'm not a monster or anything,

I'll bring you some food and water,

and maybe you can even

take a shower or something.

How do you live with yourself?

I'm sorry.

What was that?

How do you live with yourself?

Yeah, you know, it's rough, Shannon,

but, just... I do what I can.

What happens to Nina?

You can have her when this is all done.

I don't give a f*** about the kid.

If things go smooth, the kid's yours.

How do we know she's alive?

Well, that's a fair question.

Let me get back to you on that, Steven.

Okay?

Answer the f***ing question!

You're gonna get to see your daughter.

She's in that house,

Shannon, I know it.

- They're gonna kill us, no matter what.

- No, no, no.

We're gonna get the money.

They'll give us Nina back.

- They can blindfold us and...

- Nobody even knows that we're here.

Shannon, we are getting out of this.

You go into the bank.

You have to tell them everything.

No, baby, no.

No, we have to give them what they want.

It's only money.

They're after the money.

They'll let us go.

Somebody help us!

Somebody!

Somebody help us!

Help! Somebody help us!

Somebody!

They think you want to kill them.

Nina showered, ready for bed?

Mm-hmm.

You want me to check on her?

A little bit to the left.

Left, over here.

- Here?

- Yeah.

All right.

Angie.

Benjamin,

I've got anotherjob for you

- Starting next week.

- Oh, yeah?

It's a west coast couple,

San Francisco,

arriving Saturday.

Great.

Listen, Benny, um...

this job's not as good

as the one we're doing now,

but I'm still confident

we'll see about 15 out of it each.

- Price is going down?

- Well, just a little.

It's still worth it.

I might be able to squeeze

a little bit more out of them.

So, I'll see you

in a few days with Nina, right?

- Of course.

- Okay.

Everything okay?

Oh, Waldo.

Listen to the happy laughter

of those friendly natives.

Then there's the one about the...

All right.

Showtime.

That's today.

Okay?

It's a big day.

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