The Neighbor Page #2

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I don't hear.

I don't know what you're

listening to, but it's bullshit.

-Bullshit?

-Why would I f*** you over?

You're the only family I got.

You are right

for Hallmark, boy.

I hear everything.

Everything.

Sometimes I hear things

I don't like.

Now, I rely on

a lot of people.

Most especially you.

I can't afford for there

to be any dissension.

You understand?

Even if we are family...

Come on, come on,

come on, come on!

Pick up the phone!

At the tone,

please record your message.

When you finish recording,

you may hang up...

Rosie?

Troy!

You didn't happen to see, Rosie come

by here in last hour or so, did you?

Yeah, as a matter

of fact, I did.

Caused quite a dust storm.

Seemed she was in a big

old hurry to get somewhere.

Yeah, see that?

That's why I don't

mess with 'em.

What's that?

Pretty girls.

Will break your heart

every time.

Troy?

Got those beers.

You motherf***er.

# Everybody loves,

everybody loves #

# Everybody making love... #

# Everybody making love #

# Everybody

making love #

# Everybody making love #

# Everybody... #

F***.

Hey.

Kid, you better get up.

F***.

-You're not one of them?

-I'm not one of them.

-You have to help me get out.

-I'm gonna help you.

Your last name,

what's your name?

-I'm Sarah.

-Sarah?

-Please.

-They're not gonna hurt you.

They took my friend Cole.

You have to help me find him.

I know, I know.

I just saw him next door.

No, that's not him.

You have to find him.

You have to help him.

-Please.

-I'm going to.

I just need you to

stay quiet, all right?

People don't

make it out of here.

-Girl, you gotta be quiet, all right?

-Okay.

I'll be back.

Sh*t!

John! Holy sh*t.

John, he's f***ing crazy.

-John...

-Slow down.

-Help me, John, help me.

-Slow it down, slow it down, slow down.

John, help me.

Get me out of here,

please!

Please.

This lock, babe,

I need bolt cutters.

No, no, you don't.

No, just break it off!

Just break it

the f*** off!

-Get me out of here, John, please!

-Stop!

F***.

-F***.

-It's him.

It's him.

He's back.

F***.

He's back.

F***. John...

I can take him.

I'll stop this.

I can take him.

-Okay.

-He doesn't know that I'm here.

-He's by himself.

-John...

-One blow and he's done.

-Johnny...

-I'll be back before you know it.

-Okay.

John...

side of the road.

Sir, put your hands

on your head.

You. - What are you

doing this evening?

-I know my rights.

-What are you doing out here?

-show you my.

-Put your hands on your head, sir.

Hey, put your...

Down on the ground.

Down the ground, sir!

Hey! Hey!

Sir, down on the ground.

-Down on the ground, sir.

-, I know my rights.

-Down on the ground, sir.

-I know my rights.

-Down on the ground.

-Take me home.

There you go, sir.

Thank you very much.

Hey, hey! Why you...

Why you messing with me?

Get off of me.

Come on, man!

About damn time.

Well, which one of you dumbshits

forgot how to tie a slipknot?

It's nice to see you,

too, Daddy.

-You got any aspirin?

-Aspirin?

I'm the one

who needs aspirin.

I had that kid's dad

on the hook for 50K.

Now we ain't got sh*t.

Well, you know,

you didn't have to kill him.

-He saw my face.

-What'd you expect me to do?

I'm sorry, okay?

What do you want from me?

You're gonna dig the damn hole.

Alone.

Hell, like I've never dug

a goddamn hole before.

Cooper,

you all right?

Yeah.

Just allergies.

It's not allergies.

Harley, give us a sec,

would you?

God damn it.

Cooper...

it's okay to be scared.

When your mom died,

I was scared.

I didn't know how

we was gonna survive.

But we made it work,

didn't we?

We found a way.

Now, can it get ugly?

Yeah.

Did we ever mean to hurt

these people? No.

Hell no.

We was just tryin' to get a few bucks

from people who already got plenty.

And then we was gonna

give 'em back.

You gotta know that, boy.

Today,

something went wrong.

We just doing our best

to make it right and move on.

Tonight,

I'm gonna need you

to do everything I tell you,

no matter what happens.

Because tonight,

we are gonna get everything

we need to survive.

And then we ain't

gonna be scared no more.

You go get your brother and go

downstairs and I'll show you, okay?

-Okay.

-I love you, son.

All right, boys, we got

something special tonight.

That little girl's dad is

in real estate development.

He's worth about

five mill.

But the mom,

she's loaded.

I figure her inheritance

is worth about 35.

Which means

little blondie in there

oughta fetch about

high six figures.

Boys, we do this right,

we are set.

Well, hell,

let's just ask for seven.

No, no.

We play by the rules

just enough till they know

we're serious,

but not too much that

they're gonna go call the cops.

All right?

Let's get to work.

-Which one's yours, bud?

-Don't matter, either one.

Well, it kinda

does matter.

I don't want

your f***ing sickness.

Allergies,

a**hole.

All right, Cooper.

Now, listen to me.

When you pick up this hammer,

you pick it up real,

real slow.

It's not about what

you're gonna do with it.

It's what they think

you're gonna do with it.

-Yes, Dad.

-All right.

Let the camera

do the rest of it.

All right,

let's go get her.

Please stop.

Please don't hurt me.

P... please don't...

Please. No.

This is your proof of life.

As you can see,

your daughter

has not been harmed.

Yet...

If you do not do

as you're instructed...

you will never see her

alive again.

Hey.

You did good, boy.

You did real good.

We done?

Don't it look like it?

What about

the other girl?

She ain't worth nothin'.

We're gonna have to

get rid of her.

Why not just ransom

her back to that guy?

She's seen too much, son.

Just ask John.

Hell, he's some

lowlife trafficker.

Can't pay if you don't

need the problems.

Right? We're just

taking out the trash.

Doing the world

a favor.

What we gotta do is keep

our eye on that prize.

Okay?

All right, attaboy.

-God, John.

-It's all right.

You've gotta keep quiet.

There's three now.

-Okay.

-There's three people here.

I saw the other kids

in the rooms.

-I'm going back to our house.

-God.

I'm gonna get the bolt cutters

and I'm gonna get my gun.

-This is gonna get really bad...

-Okay.

-really quickly.

-Yeah.

-I'm not gonna let them hurt you.

-Okay.

-I'm not gonna let them hurt you.

-Yeah.

Okay, okay.

Okay, okay.

Please don't.

Dad, help!

Dad!

Dad!

Help!

Eat that sh*t!

F***er!

Where's the f***ing gun?

F***.

F***.

Hey, where the hell

is your brother?

You know Cooper.

Goddamn shame

we can't keep her, Dad.

Yeah, she's a pretty

little thing, ain't she?

Yeah.

Now, remember,

you said I have dibs.

You do.

Do me a favor, though.

Don't tear her up too bad.

I'm thinking I might like

a poke at this little one.

Bet you'd enjoy that,

wouldn't you, princess?

Sweet.

Dress her up.

Something nice.

Don't mind him.

No! No!

Please!

Shut the f*** up!

I'm here to help you.

I found your friend Sarah, and

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