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l got news for you-- we all do

the same f***ing thing.

We push numbers around

and we f*** everybody else

as long as we get ours.

End of story.

Only your numbers

don't always add up, do they?

And right now you decided

that that bothers you?

No, right now

you're the odd man out.

- Yeah?

- Yeah.

Not tonight, Bob.

That's you.

Oh, and how's that?

Tell me!

All right, l'm sorry.

Let's just cool it.

All right, we're saying sh*t

that we don't mean.

Let's just keep it together.

They killed Jeff.

Come on, we've got to get them

out of the house.

Don't don't don't.

- What?

- Come on.

Come on, come on,

pick up the f***ing phone.

- We're too late.

- No, we're not too late.

F*** 'em. Try the cops.

You killed my best friend, you b*tch.

You f***ing killed him!

No, f*** you!

Nick, stop!

Get--

Nick, stop!

Nick.

l recognize her. l've seen her

around campus and the other one.

All right?

Yeah.

l think you're right.

Come on.

Come on, let's go.

Come on.

Here, Bob.

That could help.

Oh Christ.

lt would have helped

if you'd saved my son.

Bob, there was nothing

that we could do.

We didn't have a chance

to save him, Bob.

l had to tell them

that you weren't here.

Why the hell did you

tell them l wasn't here?

- Why did they have to know that?

- Because l was stalling him.

l didn't know if we could get

the money together.

- Our kids' lives were at stake.

- No, my kid's life was at stake!

- My kid!

- Bob, you weren't here.

We couldn't have saved him.

Oh.

Well, you certainly

got your sh*t together

when it came to taking

my money, didn't you, Rich?

What else could l do?

Let them kill Nick too?

You'll get your money back, okay?

Every cent.

F*** you!

All right, let's just say that

l accept everything you've said.

You don't seriously think

l'm going to sit here all night

while the psycho

who's got my money--

killed my son--

just walks away?

- We don't have any choice.

- Well, you might not have a choice,

but l do and l choose to do

something about it.

No, Bob, Bob, l'm not going

to let you do that.

- Gimme the phone!

- No!

- You're not calling the police.

- Maybe if you had

Jeff would still be alive.

No, if you were here,

he'd still be alive, Bob!

lf you were f***ing here!

- You f***er.

- No, God damn it.

- Let go.

- Come on.

Let go of me!

F***!

Where did they go?

l don't know.

Get up. Get up.

Get up! Which way?

Who cares?

F***ing a**hole.

You're the f***ing a**hole!

You're the f***ing a**hole.

Get up!

Stupid motherf***er.

What's with this?

Where's mine, huh? That's not my car.

She was like that when l got here.

They must've...

Where did they go?

l don't know.

They're alive.

That's what you wanted, isn't it?

Hmm? Blanks!

Yeah, l knew you wouldn't be able

to control yourself, Dean.

F***ing smartass.

Well?

What are we waiting for?

Let's get out of here.

lt's gonna blow any second.

Dean?

You were right.

You're all on your own.

l knew it.

l knew it.

l f***ing knew it!

- How could l be so f***ing dumb?

- See, Dean,

you're not dumb.

You're unstable.

You're antisocial and you have a grudge

against society like your friend here.

Okay? Two freaks f***ing pissed off

at all those rich college kids

they see walking

across campus every day.

Nobody's gonna be surprised

that you tried a thing like this.

Nobody.

You won't get away with it.

Oh. No, see, l don't have

to ''get away'' with anything.

As far as they're concerned

there were only two people.

There's the girl-- who's dead...

and the guy on the phone.

That's yours, by the way.

lt's a shame about the plane tickets

you bought with this credit card.

You're not going to be able

to use those.

l don't exist, you understand?

There's no trail, no evidence.

Nothing.

Oh, you're clever.

Yeah, but when the house blows,

they'll find something-- some trace.

They always do.

And you will go down.

You will f***ing go down!

You will go down for it.

God, you really are stupid, Dean.

A bomb?

The transmitter,

the house blowing up?

Really? l just made that sh*t up

to turn you on, Dean.

See, l know everything about you.

Everything.

And soon they will too.

They're gonna know that you have

big highs and even bigger lows.

And that when the sh*t hit the fan,

you were always

gonna do that thing--

the thing that you've tried before.

The second time's a charm.

- Hailey!

- Daddy!

- Nick!

- Oh, thank Christ.

Hey, we gotta get out of here.

The whole place is about to blow.

- What do you mean?

- Your laptop, it's a detonator

and the modem's rigged with explosives.

lt's a big finale.

- My laptop?

- lt was supposed to go off

- like 10 minutes ago.

- l never bring my laptop here.

- What?

- Maybe that's what he meant.

The last thing he said to me

was to tell them

- the show's been canceled.

- Why would they even tell us that

- in the first place if--

- Probably just to mess with your heads.

- Oh f***.

- Did you ever have anything

to do with these people before?

Because they seem to know us.

These two kids, we think we've

seen them before around campus.

- Nick:
Yeah.

- All right, well, all that matters

- is that you're safe.

Nick, it's them.

No no, it can't be.

They've got the money.

- No, but they came after us.

- What do you mean they came after you?

We just escaped. What the hell

do you think we're doing here?

- l don't know him. Do you?

- No, it's not them.

Can l help you?

Paul.

- Dad.

- What happened to you?

There was this guy

at the gas station.

He had this girl

knocked out at his feet.

- That's the same people who got us.

- Anyway, l was gonna keep on driving,

but he pulls out a gun and tries

to pull me out of the goddamn car

and that's when-- anyway,

l managed to hit him and l got away,

but l think l got pretty lucky,

you know?

Well, come on in.

Thanks.

- So do we know who they are?

- Yeah-- well, we don't know them.

They, um, they held us ransom.

And they killed our best friend.

- You're kidding?

- Are you kidding, Hailey?

Mr. Vincent...

l am so sorry.

We loved Jeff.

But there was nothing we could do.

- l think it's time we called the cops.

- l already called them.

- They're on their way.

- Paul, what are you doing here?

Mom's worried sick.

You always call when

you're gonna be this late.

And l kept calling and calling

but there was no answer.

We heard it ringing, but they told us

not to answer the phone.

Listen, come on in,

come on in.

Hey.

Didn't Frank used to bring you

around when we were kids?

- Yeah, but then--

- You-- you had your own friends.

l just thought it was better

that we didn't impose.

Dad, it was in our house.

What?

Where they held us.

But you got away, right?

- Yeah.

- When?

l don't know.

Three, maybe four hours ago.

No, what he wants to know

is did you get away

before he paid up.

No, Bob, that's not what l meant.

There's just one thing, Nick.

Did you know your

big-shot daddy was broke?

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