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- You what?!

- Why would you do that?

- You f***ing dumbass!

- l don't know. F***-- f*** off.

- She f***ed the whole thing up!

- F*** you.

- Shut up, enough.

- l was afraid--

- l'm through taking orders.

You'll still find them.

Shut the f*** up.

l'm not going.

There's no point in going.

- Why'd you do that?

- l don't know.

- What's the f***ing point?!

- The point is

you have a chance

to change something, okay?

You have a chance to convince

the world you're not the same

f***ing loser you've been every other

goddamn day of your f***ed-up life.

Okay?

That's the point!

You know what?

l'm getting kinda tired

of this place anyway.

Dean, l want them back alive.

Hey.

Go.

F***.

Are you sure we're going

in the right direction?

Yeah, l'm sure.

Nick!

Nick!

Okay okay,

we'll stop just for a sec.

- We're never gonna make it.

- We still have three hours.

We'll make it.

l still can't believe we were

in your father's house.

- Yeah.

- l mean, this is seriously f***ed up.

You know?

Yeah, l know.

All right, let's go.

- Hey, that's gotta be them now.

- l got it.

Hello?

Hey hi, Bill.

Oh really?

Hey, that's great news.

Yeah. Good good.

Okay thanks, buddy.

- Bye.

- Who was that?

My broker.

You know--

some deal he was working out.

- At 1 :
00 in the morning?

- That's what l pay him for.

Eh, you gotta give me his number.

- Your money's gone through?

- Yeah.

Well, l haven't heard anything.

This is taking way too f***ing long.

- Get on it.

- l... l...

l gotta go make a call.

- There's a phone right here.

- lt's, uh, it's--

it's a personal call.

You mean a woman?

You got a little action going?

- l'll be right back.

- Then you're gonna share, right?

Yeah yeah yeah yeah.

Oh God.

l miss cassettes.

l could work cassettes.

- Oh yeah?

- Cliff?

- Come here for a minute?

- Yep.

l'm sorry, Bob.

This won't be long.

What the hell is up

with you two tonight?

- lt's nothing. l'll explain it later.

- Okay.

- What's going on?

- l just talked to Chuck.

- Yeah, what?

- l don't have enough to cover it.

- What?

- Everything's--

it's tied up.

You're kidding me.

What are you gonna do?

F***.

F***.

- How much?

- $750,000.

What?

Oh, come on.

- Don't hold out on me, Cliff.

- That's a hell of a lot of money.

- For Nick's life?

- No, of course not.

Not for Nick's life.

l haven't got it.

What?

You think l'm lying to you?

This is our kids' lives

we're talking about--

- Exactly.

- You think l'm lying to you?

Okay, what the f*** is going on?

Tell me.

The kids have been abducted.

Wh-- what are you talking about?

- They've been kidnapped.

- Kidnapped?

ls this for real?

Yeah, it's for real.

Jesus Christ.

W-where are they?

Are they hurt?

- No.

- ls Jeff-- is Jeff okay?

Bob...

- l want you--

- Jeff's okay.

F***.

Are you okay?

- Are you okay?

- This is bullshit.

Why can't we just go to the road

and get some help?

There's no help, Hailey, okay?

lt's the middle of the night

and we're in the middle of nowhere.

Now let's go.

Come on. Come on.

Stop!

Stop acting like you're in charge.

- We're going to the road!

- Look, l'm telling you that--

Come on, come on, come on.

l can't believe you didn't tell me

the minute l walked

through the f***ing door.

- That was my idea. l'm sorry.

- Always playing an angle, aren't you?

Gimme that account number.

What are we doing?

We gotta tell him.

Nothing's changed.

He'll call the cops.

His kid's dead and we're letting him throw

away a million bucks?

lt's the only way l can save my kid.

You couldn't f***ing

help me, could you?

- Christ.

- Christ what?

And you would do some--

Done.

Hey, Ma, um...

l know you're sleeping, but, um...

look, l--

um, l-- l was just calling you

'cause l'm gonna--

l'm gonna be home

a little late tomorrow.

- Yeah?

- Yeah, we got it.

- Oh man, that's so awesome.

- Give that to me.

Give it to me, come on!

- What's going on?

- Let them go.

We don't need them anymore.

Just sit back, enjoy the fireworks.

Meet me at the gas station.

l'll be right there.

Wow. Well, if that's

what you really want.

You take the road.

- l'm going straight on.

- What'd he say?

Kill them.

lt can't be much longer.

They can't be that far away.

How do we know?

They could be anywhere.

l don't know, l'm just assuming.

They were on their way here.

You know, l really admire

your confidence, Rick.

What do you mean?

Well, you seem to be

pretty sure that

this guy's gonna let them go.

Why is that?

Hailey, come on.

What the f***

is the matter with you?

Oh, come on. Don't tell me

it hasn't crossed your mind, Nick.

That we just happened to be

in your father's place?

- That they knew it would be open?

- No no, it hadn't crossed my mind.

l mean, do you think it's that obvious?

Do you think it's that simple?

Yeah, maybe it is.

l'm his son, Hailey.

He's not gonna hurt me.

Well, you're not hurt,

are you, Nick?

Jesus Christ.

What the f***

am l doing with you?

And you're a real catch, huh?

A hero?

Jeff is dead!

You didn't stop them!

- You didn't do anything!

- What the f*** was l supposed

- to do, Hailey?

Look, you'll get your money.

You don't have to do this.

- But l want to.

- Please, no. No, please!

Nick:
Go go go!

Go!

Go!

F*** you!

- l've got my money.

- Okay, what about our kids?

- You got what you wanted.

- You'll get them back in an hour.

This is the last time you'll be

speaking to me. ln the meantime,

l don't want you to make or take

any phone calls. Do you understand?

- Yes.

- Good. And by the way,

tell your kids the show

has been canceled.

- What?

- They'll know what l'm talking about.

Okay, l need to know

our kids are safe.

They're safe.

He got the money.

He says he'll have them

back in an hour.

Excuse me, Mr. Jones,

can l call my wife?

- She panics if l'm--

- l'm sorry, not tonight.

Of course. l'm sorry.

Don't you ever get tired

of knowing your place, Frank?

- No sir.

- Don't call me sir.

- l'm not paying your goddamn wages.

- All right, that's enough.

ls it?

l think l can say exactly

what l want right now.

Okay, say exactly what

you want right now, Bob.

Well, you know what they say about

these things, don't you, Richard?

No, go on, tell us, Bob.

That they sometimes turn out

to be an inside job.

Am l right, Cliff?

- You're not serious?

- You're the one who needed the money.

Are you outta your f***ing mind?

lt's the truth, isn't it?

Well, how come you suddenly

have no money,

you come in here

like you're king of the hill?

You want the truth?

Here it is.

l got burned-- big time.

The party's over for me.

But who wants to hear that in

the land of milk and f***ing honey?

l'm done!

F***ing happy?

Hey, Richard, just one question.

ls this one of your

pump-and-dump scams?

Bail out when the price

gets high enough?

- Wh-- where is this all coming from?

- l'm just asking.

What, are you two guys

the sons of the soil, huh?

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