The Escape Page #2

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I saw you on TV,

and it scared me senseless.

But we haven't

seen each other for years.

You've got a wife and kids

and all the things we could've had.

You didn't want me.

No, not back then.

I wasn't ready.

And now?

I don't know.

Sorry. I'm a little nervous.

It's okay.

I was so afraid, Thomas.

I thought I was going to die

in the backseat of that car.

In my mind's eye I kept seeing

all the films of decapitations.

And then...

Then I saw you.

The very last image in my head

was of you.

And nothing else.

Can you imagine that feeling?

To be thinking of you,

when I believe I'm about to die.

Come here.

I didn't mean to...

- Then you turn up out of nowhere.

I never wanted to upset you.

I know.

But you're married.

Yes.

I'm married.

Which is why

we won't do this again.

I won't settle for having you

only in my mind.

I won't do that.

Turkey

What now?

What are we doing here?

If we're ever to get the 4,000 dollars

for a trafficker-

we'll be collecting cans

for three years.

I'm going to Denmark.

Give us the cans!

Let them have the bag.

There is a way to get to Denmark

that won't cost us 4,000 dollars.

How?

We jump on a truck,

and it takes us straight into Europe.

You must be crazy.

You want us to jump onto a truck?

Do you think Rikke will help us?

Yes.

You saved her life.

Do you think everyone in Europe

has blonde hair?

Yes, like Paris Hilton.

She's from America.

- She's beautiful.

Look at the cars.

They slow down,

where the road starts climbing.

Have you lost your mind? They're

going at least 50 miles an hour.

Do we have a choice?

We could go to a brothel

and sell our bodies.

It pays 200 dollars a trick.

We'd only have to do it 20 times.

You kind of want to, right?

- I've seen the looks you send me.

You'd do it for free.

Wait for a truck.

That one.

Ready?

Now!

What the hell?

Read it.

What do you mean?

- What part of 'read it' didn't you get?

You're the only one

who hasn't read it.

You want me to interview her?

- Sunday a week from now. Full page.

Do people never get tired ofher?

- Nope.

I think you should shoot the pictures

at her boat.

Yes, of course she also has a boat.

- Cheer up!

Look at me, please.

Thank you.

I'm all done.

...I found a rock in my cell -

and then I hit the guard on the head.

I sneaked out -

and ran like hell.

Anything else you want to ask me?

No, not really.

- Okay.

Congratulations on your book.

- Thank you.

Well, I never heard of anyone

escaping the Taliban on their own.

See you.

- Yes. Bye.

- Push.

- Will he come if I push it?

Will he come if I push it?

Maybe something exciting happens.

- Maybe something exciting happens

One, two, three...

- One, two, three...

What were you doing

in the girls' section?

Looks like a big Viking

once f***ed your mother.

Huh?

She went out the window!

Over there.

Get the dog!

Get the f***ing dog!

Rikke speaking.

Hello?

It's Thomas.

I miss you.

Where are you?

I'm at...

...an office party.

You're drunk.

Go home to your house in the suburbs.

Right?

- Yes.

Thank you.

Why are you doing this?

I can't help myself.

You can't have it all.

I think I'm doing alright.

Would you leave your wife for me?

Don't ask me stuff like that.

- I want to know what this is to you.

I love the scent of you.

I love your smile and your kiss.

And I love...

I love that you know what you want!

But, do you love me?

I love that you're

so f***ing stubborn.

Let it ring.

Come here.

Rikke, don't answer it...

- Hello, Rikke speaking.

Why is he in Denmark?

- I don't know.

Why is he calling you?

- I don't know, damn it.

It's not very clever to meet

with a terrorist who tortured you.

He's extremely dangerous.

You'll just have to trust me.

Okay?

Rikke...

Would you mind telling me

what this is all about?

I had to lie.

Here.

From a legal point of view...

You must come forward.

No, that's a bad idea.

He's on the run, and if I do that,

they'll ship him back to Afghanistan.

Not if you tell the truth.

That'll change the whole picture.

I'll fix it. I have an old friend

that can help me.

No one needs to know about this.

So, what will you do?

I know

how the media will spin this.

I lied to the world in a book

that sold 30,000 copies.

People will understand.

- No, they won't!

To them he's a terrorist,

no matter what I say.

You owe it to him to try.

- I don't even know him, damn it!

Morning, Arne.

- Good morning.

Couple on the run

Rikke, this is really bad timing.

We're under a lot of pressure,

and the police'll be here any day.

You must help me.

I don't know what to do with him.

I know a family that was previously

convicted of hiding refugees.

Please, talk to them.

- It's Ole's contact.

Fine, call Ole.

He's on a trek in Norway,

so it's gonna take a few days.

Dammit! I can't wait that long!

- Rikke, calm down.

Two days.

You can handle it!

- Yes.

I'll give you a call.

- Yeah.

So, we'll talk.

- Yeah.

It'll be okay.

It's a funeral for a dog. Of course

we'll cover it. It sells newspapers.

The dog got a mountain of mail

from readers.

I'll call you back.

Sh*t!

It is him.

No doubt about it.

Look at the eyes.

Why are you so hell-bent

on taking down Rikke?

If you won't print it,

I'll take it elsewhere.

Of course, we'll print it.

It's a great piece of work.

No matter why you did it.

- I go for the good story.

And this story is good.

- Yes, definitely.

But we need to hear

Rikke's side of it first.

Isn't it cut-and-dried?

- Aiding a terrorist is just like her.

She believes her great ass

can get her everywhere.

Shut up, Arne.

Rikke, speaking.

- Hello, Bech here.

Would you stop by the paper?

What's that?

Who took this?

Arne, did you take this?

Did you stalk me and take

pictures of me, you sick bastard!

Rikke, this doesn't look too good.

You're a proclaimed heroine,

and you run around with a terrorist.

The very same that kidnapped you.

Did you make some sick deal there?

So that you could return a heroine?

Shut your mouth.

We must call the police.

Why the hell didn't you tell us?

- I didn't know what to do!

Stay here with Bech.

I'll go get my stuff.

...pencils and everything...

- Pencils and everything.

There he is!

- There he is...

gge, speaking.

- Hi, it's me.

I need your help.

Meet me at the boat right away.

I'll take Nazirto a safe place.

What's up?

Don't worry, Rikke.

Thank you, Rikke.

Hi.

I apologize but...

- Hi.

Hello.

- I'm Sarah.

Thomas' wife.

I'm Rikke, and I know Thomas

from 10 years ago...

Yes.

I know who you are.

Please, come in.

- Thank you.

I saw the police at my house

and I...

I don't know what I thought,

except that Thomas' judicial insight-

makes him the only one

who might be able to help me.

Yes.

Yes, of course.

I'll get the guest room ready,

and tomorrow we'll figure it all out.

Right?

One must help where one can.

I'm sorry.

I'm sorry, Thomas.

N is safe.

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