Snatched Page #4

He's gonna take us

on a day trip.

Mmm-hmm.

And you're going.

No, I'm not. I'm gonna read my

book, is what I'm gonna do.

I've got ten pages left.

Now that I'm awake.

And hopefully you won't start

drunk-snoring till I'm done.

Do you wanna know

how this book ends?

I do. Absolutely.

Then the only way

you're gonna find out

is if you come tomorrow.

This is my book now.

This is not your book.

Yes, it is.

This is my book.

You are too young

to be acting like this.

Oh, really? Well, you're too

old to be acting like this.

Now, give me my book!

No!

You're coming!

You wanna know

how this ends, Linda?

Yeah, I do.

You will come tomorrow.

What did you do?

I've got 'em right here

in my chi-chas.

Chi-cha?

I'll see you and James tomorrow.

God, Emily, this isn't fun.

Good night.

(LINDA SIGHS)

(EMILY FARTS)

Oh!

Emily, please.

It was the swan.

JAMES:
Ah! (CHUCKLES)

(SPEAKING SPANISH)

(GUITAR PLAYING)

Ma!

Is he looking at me?

Is James looking?

No, he's not.

Here he comes.

Here we go.

Yes!

Here you go.

Thank you!

Thanks.

Hey, cheers!

Ooh, cheers!

Cheers.

What's in it?

I wish I could tell you.

He said it was a secret

family recipe or something.

LINDA:
Oh, really?

(EMILY CHUCKLES)

It's good.

Do you guys mind

how we get back?

'Cause I was thinking maybe we

could take the scenic route.

We're gonna go past waterfalls.

I always see about 12 rainbows.

It's insane.

Or, if you want

we could just take the old,

boring, dusty highway.

I'll take the old,

dusty highway.

What? Do you

hear yourself?

Why are you

a life-ruiner?

Do you know what?

She is kind of right

'cause I think we'd save

probably a whole

five minutes.

So...

Okay.

Waterfalls and rainbows.

Where the hell are we?

Oh, we're just coming up

on a really beautiful view.

Do you guys have any service?

I have, like, no bars.

It's not letting me

post anything.

(GASPS AND STAMMERS)

All right. That's it.

No more scenic route.

Let's just get us

on the main road, please.

Are you sure?

I mean, this really is the way

to experience the culture,

you know.

No, thank you.

Mom, it's fine.

I'm sure.

No, it's absolutely not!

Just get us out, you know,

back, okay? And now!

I want you to do it right now.

EMILY:
I'm so sorry.

That's okay. Listen,

I'm really sorry, guys.

I didn't mean to freak you out.

Listen, I'm just gonna have

to turn around up here

and then we'll get back

to the road.

EMILY:
What was the name

of that dance

that we were doing

the other night?

Mom, you should have seen it.

Oh, my God!

Capoeira!

Capoeira!

(GASPS)

Oh, my God!

Are you okay?

Oh, my God!

Where are we?

(WHIMPERING)

(STAMMERING)

Why would they take us?

Oh, my God!

Oh, f***! Ew. Ew.

Mom, why aren't you talking?

Because I'm trying

to remain calm.

And when I think about

where we are

and what's happening,

I start to panic.

And I don't want to panic.

So I have chosen to believe

that I am reading

a very compelling article

on local farming practices.

What the f*** is that?

Is that porn?

Because

when I think about all this...

(YELLS) I get upset!

Oh, my God.

So I'm moving on

to another article

about this woman's a**hole.

Her a**hole?

Because I just don't know

what else to do.

EMILY:
on, my God!

Do you think James is okay?

Do you think they're

holding him here?

Oh, Emily, don't you know

that James is part

of all this, honey?

How can my daughter

be so foolish?

How could she

just not know this?

I am sorry that this happened.

But I will get us

out of here, okay?

I'm gonna call...

Oh, my God.

They took my phone.

Oh, my God, they took my phone!

(CRYING) It's fine.

That's fine.

We just gather raw materials.

Okay, we...

And we make a shiv.

I saw this.

No.

I saw it. Yes!

No. We fight, we lose.

Holy sh*t!

What are you

holy-shitting about?

Oh, the blood on the wall?

Oh, well, that's there.

Hey, how about the scorpion,

over there in the corner?

What? Oh, my God!

It's a f***ing scorpion!

Mom, you have to kill it.

I'm not gonna kill it.

Kill it!

I can't kill it.

(BOTH SHRIEK)

Oh, my God! Oh, my God!

EMILY:

Where have you taken us?

LINDA:

I have a few questions.

We have a very

high-up family,

and you're in a lot of trouble.

What the f*** is this?

That is heat-activated

birth control, sir,

so please

keep that refrigerated.

This was a day.

This was a day trip.

I know, but I like to be

prepared. It's important.

What's your PIN number?

One

two

three

four.

Oh, God.

I was gonna change it.

Do you have husband?

I am divorced.

EMILY:
I also don't have

a husband yet.

What about Jeffrey?

My son, Jeffrey.

Oh, my God. Our lives

depend on Jeffrey.

(JEFFREY HUMMING)

(PIANO PLAYING)

JEFFREY:
Sh*t.

What you're doing is sh*t.

It sucks.

(PHONE RINGING)

(SIGHS) Okay, just think

about how to be better.

You got Jeffrey.

MORGADO:
Hello, Jeffrey.

We have your mother

and your sister.

And you will now pay ransom.

Pardon?

$100,000.

Wired by noon tomorrow.

Okay, I don't know who this is,

but if you keep pranking me,

I will report it to the police.

It will become a police matter,

and you will go to jail.

Okay?

I'm with Jacob right now.

It's his piano lesson.

So f*** off.

Unfortunately,

for Linda and Emily

it is very real.

Await further instructions.

Mama? Hello! Hello!

(DOOR THUDS)

EMILY:
on, my God.

(EMILY WHIMPERS)

(EXHALES)

Not too bad.

However, I have to move you,

and that is annoying to me.

Fortunately, you have

not made me angry.

Should you ever make me angry

I will skin you alive

while your mother watches.

(SPEAKING SPANISH)

EMILY:
What does that mean?

Oh, God.

Oh, my God. No! No!

Fight, Mom. Fight!

Fight, Mom!

Go limp. Go limp!

EMILY:
No!

Go limp.

I have a real phobia about this.

Of what? Being locked

in a car trunk?

Yeah, I think everybody's

got that one, Mom.

EMILY:
Oh, my God!

I feel like I can get this.

It's loosening.

Hold on.

Wait, I think I got it.

Oh! Okay.

Do me! Do me!

No. I don't care.

Okay.

Okay. It's off.

Oh, my God.

EMILY:
Oh, my God.

We're stopped.

Okay, he's out.

What do we do?

LINDA:
I saw this

on Dateline once.

These people were trapped

in a trunk,

and they found these wires...

EMILY:
Wait, wires?

I feel some wires.

Just grab it?

Yeah.

Should I pull it?

Yes.

EMILY:
Oh!

Oh, we're out! Okay.

(BOTH GRUNTING)

Okay.

Okay, this way, come on.

Mom, what are you doing?

My knees.

Keep UP!

On, sh*t! (GROANS)

I told you not to wear

your flip-flops!

It wasn't

flip-flop related, Mother.

(BOTH EXCLAIM)

Oh, my God!

Oh, my God!

(SPEAKING SPANISH)

EMILY:
Oh, sh*t!

Go, Mom!

Go!

Ola!

LINDA:
on, my God!

EMILY:
Mom! Come on!

I'm trying!

Come on!

I'm coming.

Watch out, Mom!

He's right behind you!

Emily!

Come on!

Oh, my God.

Come on!

(DRIVER SHOUTING IN SPANISH)

(CONTINUES IN SPANISH)

LINDA:
He's got my leg!

(SPEAKING SPANISH)

(EMILY GASPS)

(LINDA GROANING)

EMILY:
We're stopped.

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