Red Line Page #4
We have the subway books.
He knew how to disarm the bomb.
I just think
we're wasting our time!
his arm to get cover.
I don't think he had any clue
if it was going to go off
or not.
You didn't detach the wires.
What?
Uh, I can't reach it.
See... see if you can find
a pole,
'cause I want to try
to push it further in.
Yeah.
Okay.
Sam?
Sam?
You get that pole?
Sam.
Bastard.
Still looking for clues?
- Don't worry;
I didn't find anything.
He's probably long gone.
Sorry.
Hey.
Why were you crying before?
- Huh!
Which time?
When you got on the train.
You were crying over some guy,
right?
Yeah.
My dad.
Dad?
What is he?
Doctor?
Lawyer.
Preacher.
- Yeah.
You couldn't tell?
No, he's, um...
This morning, I, um...
I never wanted to see him again.
Now I'm terrified I never will,
so...
Is everyone okay?
- Yeah!
Yeah, we're fine.
I think it came from outside.
You stay with mommy, okay?
These guys are hurt!
Are you okay?
Hurry!
Where are you?
- Over here. Over here.
Over here.
Hey, Sam, Sam, Sam.
You okay?
Come on, stay with me, buddy.
- Mason.
- Let's get up.
I'm going to get Yolanda.
- I've got him.
You get Mason.
- Okay, okay.
- Come on.
Mason.
- Come on.
Sit over here.
Mason.
No, no, no, no, no.
Mason.
ESTA MUERTO.
- I heard a... a crack,
and I looked up,
and the next thing I knew,
I was...
and he pushed me out of the way.
Dad.
He saved my life.
He sacrificed his life for me.
He sacrificed his life
for me.
We have to make sure
that his story gets told.
Mason's dead.
Rubina?
- Circuit on this side
has a short.
It's going to drain
the batteries.
It's darker,
but the bottom lights'll last
twice as long.
Adam was an electrician.
I'm sorry.
- We were fighting
when it happened.
He gave me this engagement ring,
This ring isn't our custom.
We needed money.
Adam said I needed...
I needed the ring more.
No, please.
Please.
She just lost her fianc.
I'd be more worried
if she wasn't this upset.
Like Sam.
- What?
There's something off.
The way that he...
- everybody grieves
in their own way, Tori.
Or maybe he just didn't love her
that much.
I don't know, but that doesn't
make him a killer, so...
she's not wearing a ring.
He was looking at the bag
with the bomb.
It was underneath her.
- Tori, I'm telling you,
let it go.
No, Al.
Mason was being rough with it.
- How do you know
Mason wasn't going for the bomb?
He was the one
who took the gun.
Al, who has the gun?
- Thank you.
- Yeah.
- I hope you don't mind.
I covered Karen.
No, that was very thoughtful.
Thank you.
Kathy.
Her name was Kathy.
Oh, right.
Kathy.
I'm sorry.
Where you going?
- She's really upset.
- All right.
Be careful.
Thanks.
What is it?
Stop that.
What are you doing?
Stop that.
- The gun's not here anymore.
Rubina, listen to me.
I think I know who did this.
And I really need your help.
Please.
- What were you two
talking about?
Rubina.
- I'm sorry they did this
to you.
Who do you blame?
It's an interesting question,
isn't it?
Hey, um,
can I talk to you for...
it's kind of about your wife.
Um...
You're kind of going through
a similar situation as Rubina,
and I just don't know how much
more of it she can take.
Oh.
I was wondering if you could...
maybe you could help her out
or talk to her or something.
- I'll, uh...
I'll do what I can.
Thank you.
- Hey.
How you doing?
You okay?
Yeah.
I'm fine, really.
I just... I was noticing
how beautiful
your wife's ring is.
I, um... it looks like
it's coming off.
I thought
you might want to keep it.
It's beautiful.
Thank you.
Yeah.
- Dillon, honey,
what are you doing here?
Mom needed water.
- Okay.
Um, here.
Why'd you give him your ring?
That's...
- no.
- No!
Okay, Dillon.
All right, girl!
Get over there!
Get over there!
Go.
Go!
Okay, okay, okay.
- Baby, we need the water
back here for mom...
daddy?
What are you doing?
Sam, why do you have a gun?
Don't...
- do not move,
or I will kill her.
Now, listen to me.
I'm taking her outside.
We're going to wait
until we're rescued,
and then
I'm going to let her go,
and she's gonna be fine,
all right?
Do not move.
Do not talk.
Let's go.
- Sam.
Please.
Please just take me instead.
Please.
I can't do that.
I can't do that,
because you would sacrifice her.
Now, let's go very slowly.
- Please.
It's okay.
- All right, go through there
very, very slowly.
- No, Jared.
Jared. Jared.
That's my baby.
Oh, God.
- She'll be okay.
- Oh, my God,
I just let him take her.
Oh, God!
Oh, my God.
Oh, my God.
Oh. Oh.
What am I going to tell
Kristine?
It's okay.
Dillon?
Is your name Dillon?
All right, Dillon.
I know this is really scary.
But I'm scared too.
Do you know why?
Because your dad
is so mad at me.
Did you see what he did
to that man in there?
I know you saw that.
He hurt that man
really badly.
And I don't want him
to do that to me.
What can we do?
I have an idea.
Inside that cave,
there's a doctor's kit,
and it's full of good medicine
that'll fix your mom up.
Now, if I went and got that,
fix your mom up,
and your dad would like me.
But that cave is too small.
I can't fit.
You could fit.
I can't do it.
- Yes, you can, because
Your dad wouldn't be mad,
would he?
If I fixed your mom?
Right?
Yeah, okay.
So you're going to do that;
You're gonna go in there
and get that doctor's kit
with all that good medicine.
And you bring it out here.
Go on.
I'm gonna go get a light
so you can see,
and you bring
that doctor's kit out.
Go on, Dillon.
Go on. Get in there.
Okay, I'm getting a light.
DONDE ESTA DILLON?
DONDE ESTA DILLON?
Sam.
Sam took Dillon.
We have to get her back.
We have to do something
right now.
- Al, we have to do
exactly what he says.
- Oh, now you want to do
nothing?
You've been fighting
this entire time.
And look at what happened!
Al was right, and we
should have listened to him.
This is all of my fault.
- What... what do you mean,
this is your fault?
I thought it was Sam.
We figured out that he was lying
about his wife,
and we trapped him,
and, Jared, I am so sorry.
- Look, that lie would have
come out sooner or later,
no matter what you guys did.
At least we have a chance
to fight back now.
- No, we are not gonna
fight back!
If something happens
to my little girl...
Hey!
You're not exactly a Saint
yourself.
Now, I don't trust a single word
that comes
out of that man's mouth,
and I don't want to give him
any more time to plot...
time to do what?
He can't go anywhere.
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