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The better department store,

this place is amazing.

You got designer clothes,

you got brand names here...

You got even as machine you put a coin in

it, it comes out with your name in it.

And in fact, they wanted to

have their HQ just down there,

but, Montclair's has built first so,

they were sent off down that way.

And they replaced us with this riot

barricade, if you believe that! Right?

Anyway, this is the tour,

pretty much so, you got any questions?

Just one.

Shoot!

Riot barricades, taser, five men

for the night crew, for a mall...

No offense but it looks

like you got stuck in 1992.

OK, I'm gonna stop you there, cowboy.

- You're not from around here, are you?

- No.

Can I ask you?

What exactly are you doing here?

I needed a job.

OK. Sure.

Anyway, down this way,

you've got the next town over.

It's got a population of 12.640 people.

Last year it had 48 murders. Right?

Over this side, you've got another town,

Population 25.328.

Last year had 81 murders.

Meth.

A whole lot of meth.

Seriously and a really, really

nasty gang controlling it.

So, you got a whole

lot of people

stealing to feed habit.

You know what I mean?

You know what? You're catching up pretty

fast. You asked just two questions.

And if you don't mind me saying,

you are keeping in major shape.

So, I gotta know...

Army?

Aha.

I get it. I got a sixth sense

for this kind of thing,

What were you?

Like a sergeant?

- Captain.

- Really?

Oooh, well. Not bad!

Erm, so...

The thing is, I've had some

experience with you people before,

and the main problem I got is

you just forget who's in charge.

No, no, no, I'm not

here to rock the boat.

That's what I wanted to hear.

See? I knew we were gonna get on.

That's probably hand on a guy.

- Hmm.

Sorry about that. OK.

Yeah, anyway, straight down

to business then, I guess.

So, you got your walkie, there...

You wanna be on channel

four the whole time,

and when you do your passes, you wanna

do two loops, the same as we just did...

I'll get you started right now

and if you do see anything,

hear anything kind of

strange, a little bit weird,

make sure you phone it in

before doing anything.

Can't stress that enough, don't want you

to do something stupid. You got it?

- I'm on it.

- All right, well...

Welcome to the team, soldier.

Really?

No, you know...

Just good luck!

Whoa!

You're not afraid of the

dark too, are you? Over.

Do the security cameras

have back-up power? Over.

- This guy... He's always thinking, man!

- Aha.

Yeah, we got it under control.

Just give it a minute.

You're good to go.

- Moving out, soldier!

- Roger that.

A**hole.

OK.

Guys, we've got something outside.

See something outside of the door?

No, it's a little girl.

I'm sorry. Repeat.

Did you say a little girl? Over.

She's scared.

I'm gonna let her in.

No, hold on, don't...

No! I'm not holding on.

Hold on!

Hold on!

Come one, come on,

orden, orden!

All right.

What's the...

Hey, hey, hey!

They're coming! They're coming!

They're coming!

- They're coming!

- There's nobody coming! Hey!

Hey! Hey!

Who's coming?

- Whoa, whoa. - Who the hell is this?

- Don't even ask.

Guys! She's cold.

Bring something.

Blanket.

Right there!

So, where's her ID, huh?

She's like 12.

She's not gonna have ID.

Fine!

What do we do?

We call the police.

- She's pretty screwed up.

- On our way.

I hope that's all it is.

The phone lines are down.

Johnny, you got a signal?

- F***, no!

- Weird.

Hey!

Check it out!

That's the Montclair's entrance.

Hello?

Hello?

Great. Hey!

There we go!

You OK, Sir?

I'm looking for my daughter.

A little girl.

She's 11.

Yeah.

Yeah, we got her. She's here, she's OK.

Don't worry.

Oh! Thank God!

Thank you!

Hey Johnny, we got the Dad,

Bring her down, over.

Hey, hey, hey,

hold on, hold on, hold on.

She was scared when she got here.

She said someone was after her.

And Daddies are not

always the good guy.

Excuse me!

Is there a problem?

No, no! We're just... erm...

What is her name, Sir?

Her name's Jamie.

Just open the door.

Why was she running away

in the middle of the night?

We fought!

She ran off!

That's her!

Is she OK?

There were some kind of scrapes on

her arm but she's fine. She's fine.

She must have come through the woods.

Our house is over there.

When is her birthday?

16 April 2004.

- Color of her eyes?

- Dude, give it a rest. - Brown.

Does she have braces?

Sir?

No, she doesn't.

- No.

- What's wrong with you, man? Come on!

He's new.

Your Dad.

- Nooooo!

- Whoa!

Kids.

Go! Go get her!

Get her!

What the hell is that?

I don't know.

Jesus Christ!

That's 1.25 million.

In unmarked, untraceable,

American currency.

Hey, hey, hey!

You wipe the camera memory,

you say it was the storm.

You never saw me, the

girl was never here.

What you doing with her?

Nothing good, Vance.

- I can't do that.

- And why not?

Because she's just a little...

Because it's not right.

Which is the less right, Vance?

One pain-in-the-ass girl out of

your hair and you getting rich?

Or every last one of

you dying horribly...?

Nobody getting rich?

Oh, f*** me!

And when I say horribly,

my dear Lord...

do I mean horribly.

Back away, Vance.

You step away from this doors,

your answer's no, got it?

Are you in charge here or are you not?

He said no, so step away. Come on.

Let me break it down for

you, you're five mall cops

armed with tasers and

zip ties, you have no

cell signal or outside line in

case you haven't noticed...

And whatever regular nightly police

patrol you have, simply isn't coming.

You can't keep us out,

you can't keep her alive.

What's it gonna be?

What's it gonna be, Vance?

- Vance? Vance!

- Shut up!

I'm in charge.

They're not gonna let us live.

I'm not gonna tell you again!

They can't!

Just think about it!

All right, then.

Hey! What you doing...?

The real man in charge.

You should've let him take the blame...

For getting every man, woman and

child in this building killed.

Your country thanks

you for your service.

What?

She's in the mall.

Call of the search.

You get everybody off the road,

What are we doing?

The are two hills overlooking

the in-coming routes.

There and there.

I want shooters on both.

Not backward, in-bred mouth-breeders.

Men you can trust.

I want a perimeter

around the parking lot.

All radios on the secure

band and no talking

unless it's into a walkie and

absolutely f***ing imperative.

Jamie?

My name is Eddie.

And...

I think I know what is happening.

You have to trust someone.

I think you probably know that.

You know what?

I have a daughter about your age.

Her name is Sylvia.

And that...

It was my mum's name.

Jamie?

Oooh...

I knew you were smart.

I need dry clothes.

- You got it.

- And food. - Done!

You don't cut me out and

don't talk to me like I'm a child.

Deal.

May I turn around now?

Not even loaded.

One more thing.

You have to promise to protect me.

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