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Wait, is it black?

-Yes.

-The one with the Iights?

-Yes.

-It's comingup the ramp, right.

-Hold on.

-Eddie, no! Don 't go over there!

Eddie.

Eddie.

Tom?

Oh, Tom.

You don 't look so good.

Who did this to you?

Haven 't you figured it out yet?

-Thought you were smarter than that.

-You set me up.

You said there were other

people involved. Who are they?

-This is no game, Tommy boy.

-ls my wife involved? Huh?

Tom and Molly.

The perfect couple.

Too bad you were so busy

looking for the perfect life.

The whole time...

...you had it.

-Just answer the f***ing question!

Is my wife involved or not?

Is she?

You were so easy, Tom.

Always looking to be

someone else.

Molly wasn 't like you.

Gavin.

Look at me. Look at me. I found

the keys. I know about the hotel.

I found the key.

I sent it to her.

Told her I would help you out

with some trouble you were in.

That I'd make it all go away.

If she'd meet me.

She never showed.

Not that it matters now.

-We 're not going to see her again.

-Who 's driving the truck?

Who did you hire to kill me?

Gavin!

Who did you hire to kill me?

I told you.

Nobody walks.

I 'm not getting out of here.

But guess what?

Neither are you.

The hell I 'm not.

Hey, there, Mr. Weaver.

Your day 's not getting any better,

is it? Neither is mine.

-I have bad days too, you know?

-Eddie...

what are you doing?

I 'm fixing things.

That 's what I do down here.

Every day, every night.

I fix things.

People need help, you know?

All kinds of people.

Even, uh...

Well, even Mr. Matheson.

-What did Gavin say to you?

-Well, he offered to pay me...

to fix his problem

because I fix things.

He paid you to kill me, huh?

Fifty thousand dollars.

First, I thought, "What 's a guy like

me want with blood on his hands?"'

But you know,

that kind of money...

buys stuff.

An awful lot.

Then I got to thinking

about what was really going on.

What if he 's trying to set me up,

you know?

I mean, if he was so quick

to get rid of you...

it 's just a matter of time, right?

Loose ends.

-You can 't fix loose ends.

-So you killed him.

And you killed everybody

else down here.

If I just killed you, everybody

would know happened and who did it.

-But I'm smarter than that. I am.

-You listen to me.

We can fix this.

But not if you kill me.

I could have killed you hours ago.

But I didn't. You know why?

Because I wanted you to know

what it was like to be down here!

To be worthless.

To be helpless!

For one night, I wanted all of

you to know what it feels like...

...to be afraid.

-Eddie...

...Iisten to me, will you?

-Shut up!

You shut your mouth. I wanted

to kill you first down on five.

I wanted you to suffer the most.

Like I've suffered!

Why? Huh? Why?

-What did I do to you?

-Don 't act so f***ing innocent.

Not now!

Not to my f***ing face!

The others treated my like a

piece of sh*t. But not you.

No.

You made me think

you liked me.

But you never did.

You never, ever did.

Know what? That makes you worse

than all the rest of them put together!

You think I don't listen? I don't hear?

You think I'm stupid?

Well, I'm not.

You 're in my world now.

And for five years, I 've watched

you people come and go.

With your cell phones

and your fancy cars.

Not one of you ever bothered to take

two seconds from your busy lives...

to ask me how I was doing.

Ask me about my problems.

It 's always...

"Eddie, somebody 's in my spot."

Or "my car won 't run, Eddie."

"There 's a light bulb out, Eddie."

Eddie, I understand,

do you hear me?

We both made a lot of

mistakes tonight.

But we can fix it.

Only not like this.

Do you hear me?

This isn 't the way

to make it right!

You still don't get it, do you?

I am making it right.

I don't believe in second

chances, Mr. Weaver.

Not for me.

And not for you.

Visitors.

Don 't go anywhere.

I 'll be back for you.

Eddie!

Oh, Jesus Christ.

-Molly?

-Tom.

God, where are you? I 've been

calling your office all night.

Look, you gotta hear me out on this,

okay? I mean, I can 't sleep.

Iknow Ishould have toldyou

about Gavin. 0kay? It's just...

he 's your boss,

and I didn 't want to...

-I 'm sorry.

-I 'm sorry, too.

It's okay. I Iove you.

-I love you so God damn much.

-Well, then, come and see me.

I 'm down here waiting for you.

-Where are you?

-I 'm down here in the garage.

-How did you get down here?

-I used your pass card.

You gotta get out of this garage!

You gotta get out of here right now!

Tom, you're scaring me.

What 's going on?

Molly!

Molly!

Molly!

Molly!

Molly!

Moll?

-9-1-1. State your emergency.

-Yeah. My name is Tom Weaver.

I work for the Loftin Securities.

I 'm down here in the parking garage.

There are people who are dead.

My wife is missing. There 's a truck...

Molly!

It 's okay. It 's okay.

Hey, Eddie!

This is between you and me!

She 's got nothing

to do with this!

You hear me?

This is between you and me!

Go, go, go!

Let me see your hands! Let me see

them right now. Both of you!

-Are you the one who called for help?

-Yes, sir.

-Can I look at my wife?

-Ma'am, are you okay? Are you hurt?

-Just take care of my wife, please.

-All right. Just take it easy.

There 's an ambulance

on the way.

Son-of-a-b*tch!

Out!

Eddie!

Police! Stop!

Put the gun down!

Sir, put the weapon down!

Drop the gun now!

Sir, this is your last warning.

Put the gun down now!

Let me see your hands!

You inside the truck,

get out now!

-Let 's get out of here.

-That sounds good to me.

Where did you park?

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