Well, this was supposed
to be a surprise.
- It is.
- Yeah. For me.
- I thought you were sound asleep.
- You must be feeling guilty.
Thank you so much.
Happy birthday, Abby.
- Mmm.
- Mmm. We are being watched.
Aww, sweetheart.
- Did we wake you up?
- Mm-hmm.
- We did? I'm sorry.
- Red bunny.
- I'm sorry, baby.
- Sorry, girls. What can I say?
Come here, little girl. Ah.
- Ok. Group hug.
- Mmm. Group hug.
Mmm.
Back to bed.
- Aw, baby. Did I wake you?
- Come on, you guys, to bed.
Ahh!
Somebody.
- Hi.
- Hello, birthday girl.
- How are you?
- I'm well.
- Are we still 29?
- And a half.
- Ooh, let me see. Let me see.
- Look what he got me.
- Can you stand it?
- Oh, my God. You make me sick.
Ooh, you know what?
I brought something, too.
- Thank you.
- Yes, indeed. It's your birthday.
Yeah. It could be with that bracelet.
Bye, Sophie.
Just kidding.
Ahh!
Patriotic man.
Oh, yeah, yeah, yeah.
That's a little pregnant.
- looks like your ex-boyfriend.
- Yeah, it does.
Oh, look at this, babe.
look what she got for me.
Mmm. Nice touch.
Now...Iadies,
make sure you have that
girls' day out tomorrow, OK?
- Just leave the platinum card, Neil.
- I will.
You know, I think your sitter
is gonna have a hell of a long day.
- Yeah, we're gonna go wild.
- Yeah!
- Well, then. Gotta go.
- Bye.
- See you tonight.
- OK.
- Diane, I will see you later.
- See you, Neil.
You know, you have
the greatest husband ever.
I think you might be right.
Aw, you're beautiful.
You really, you really, really are.
- Big launch on Monday, huh?
- Yeah. Big launch.
2 years.
2 years I spent trying to get that--
(Indistinct) account.
I just about bust my jaw
smiling at those shitheads.
Then, the old man gives it to you
and it gets done overnight.
- What is your secret, Neil? Tell me.
- OK. Tell you what I'm gonna do.
Today, 4 P.M., we got the Ronsin pitch.
I will hang back...
and leave it all to you.
How's that sound?
I'm not so hot on electrical appliances.
So what do you say?
Does--does Abby know
that you're not perfect?
- I won't go that far.
- You're gonna go far, all right.
- I think you'd derail this account.
- The TV spots--it's nationwide.
- I think you'd derail this account.
- The TV spots--it's nationwide.
The awareness on this thing--People
are going crazy for it. I'm telling you.
- It's gonna destroy our competition.
- Sad bastards.
Anyway, Neil, it's outstanding work.
It's really terrific.
- These--(Indistinct) trails are genius.
- Thanks.
Those boys in the white room at Magris
are gonna piss themselves
they never got it.
- No chance of a spoiler, right?
- No. Not at all.
Good. OK.
You're not gonna need me this afternoon,
so I'll see you all at 5.
That's nice.
Oh, uh, Karl.
About that Ronsin pitch.
Yeah? What about it?
Well, I was just thinking
it might be better if, uh,
maybe just one of us dealt with it.
You know, they're not really the kind
to go for that hard sell.
OK. Well, which one of you wants to do it?
You know. I'm easy. I don't know.
Jerry, what do you say? You wanna do it?
Yeah. I do. Absolutely.
No. You do it, Neil.
You don't sit on the bench
when you're batting a thousand.
Wow. Well...if you're sure.
I don't know. Is that OK with you, Jerry?
- But we did the heavy lifting on that.
- No. It's fine.
Good. Ah.
Just keep passing every test.
Big plans for you, Neil.
Big plans. You have a second?
- Neil Randall's office.
- Hey, Judy. It's Abby.
- Hi, Mrs. Randall. Happy birthday.
- Thank you so much.
Is Neil around?
Uh, he's just finishing up with Karl.
Do you want to hold?
Ah-ha! They're planning their little weekend
adventure, are they?
Something like that.
Listen, do you think he'll want to keep him
late again tonight or what?
Uh, no. I don't think so.
Good. 'Cause I got
something special planned.
Listen, Judy.
Can I ask you something?
- Mm-hmm.
- Between you and me,
do you think this means a promotion?
Well, let's just say it's looking good.
Oh!
You did it again, Neil.
Hey, what can I say?
You just gotta raise your game.
That's all. Be on him more.
Come on. It's nothing personal.
You know that.
- But that's what it takes, right?
- I don't know. Does it?
- But that's what it takes, right?
- I don't know. Does it?
I feel bad for him,
but what am I supposed to do?
- All right, all right.
- So how was your day?
- Eh.
- Yeah?
Hmm.
Well, that was fantastic.
Tastes even better since I quit the smokes.
Mmm.
Our song.
# Here's what I'll do #
# I'll take care of you #
What are you thinking?
# I love and lost #
# The same as you #
Oh, you devil.
# So you see, I know #
# Just what
you've been through #
# So if you let me #
# Here's what I'll do #
# Oh, I'll take care of you #
What if I asked you to stay this weekend?
Abby, you know I want to.
Stop. I was just kidding.
Just kidding.
I know how much this means to you.
I mean, how often does he invite
an executive to his country estate?
- No. Important for both of us, honey.
- For both of us.
# Dry your weeping eyes #
# Oh, darling, tell me #
Sophie. Sophie. Give me.
Sophie. Sophie!
- You ready?
- I'm packed.
I love that one, honey.
- I'm not trying to seduce him, babe.
- Well, it will remind you of me.
It might bring you luck.
- I got it.
- That's almost sweet.
We'd better get going if you want
to get to Diane's in time.
- Hello.
- Hello.
- I'm Helen Schriver. The agency sent me.
- Come in.
- I'm a little early.
- It's OK. This is my husband Neil.
- Hey, Helen.
- Hello.
Oh, look at you. You must be Sophie.
This is Helen, the lady that I told you about
that's gonna sit for you tonight.
- Hey.
- Who's that?
Her name's Sherry. We're playing a game.
- Could I play, too?
- OK.
Why don't you go show Helen
the swimming pool you built for Sherry?
Thanks.
Oh, that's a really cool swimming pool.
Do you want to put
a diving board on the end of it?
- What? What's wrong?
- She seems a bit old, don't you think?
I thought the agency
would send someone younger.
Oh, yeah. That's right.
Someone who could spend all night
on the phone with her boyfriend
while the house burns down.
Fine.
Ouch.
Oh, babe. Could you get my black Prada
pressed while I'm gone?
It'll make my whole weekend, honey.
This is Rabbit.
We watch TV together.
I love you, sweetie.
I'll see you tonight, OK?
- Bye, Mommy.
- Bye, honey.
Here you go, baby.
Daddy's gonna miss you. Bye-bye.
- Don't tell Mom.
- OK.
Shh.
Mwah!
- Bye, Daddy.
- Bye. Oh, Helen...
If my wife gets back before midnight,
do not let her in.
She's under strict instructions
to have a good time.
- OK.
- Baby, did I pack my razors?
No, you didn't. I did.
What would I do without you, huh?
- Bye, baby.
- Miss you.
I love you.
I'll be there in 20, Diane. OK?
Neil's got a promotion to get, remember?
OK. Bye.
Baby, let's not get
carried away with this, ok?
I mean, we don't know if he's gonna offer
me a partnership. We just don't.
I mean, he may just want
to bond, talk business.
That's if I can even find this place.
It's in the middle of nowhere.
- OK. What's on your mind?
- Just thinking about how far we've come.
Yeah, we have.
Didn't I promise you it'd be worth it?
Come on. We were leading
separate lives in Denver.
Now, look at us.
You know what I'm also thinking?
I'm gonna start calling around
to some of the agencies.
- No. What, get back into photography?
- Yes. Just locally.
I mean, I think my days of cruising
the freeways are long gone.
Yeah. Why don't you go for it?
- You don't mind?
- Mind? I think it's a great idea.
Me, too.
Oh, my God!
- What the hell are you doing?
- Get your hands on the wheel!
Keep your hands on the goddamn wheel!
- What do you want?
- Huh?
- What do you want?
- I've got what I want. Right here.
- What do you mean?
- Nice and easy.
- Please, don't do anything stupid, OK?
- Nice and easy. Nice and steady.
- OK, I'm steady. I'm steady.
- (Indistinct)
Here you go. It's for you.
Take it. Take it.
It's Sophie.
- Oh, Christ, no!
- Don't you--
- Don't you want to talk?
- What are you--
- Shut up!
- You shut up.
Please, don't!
- Talk. Talk!
- OK!
Talk.
Sophie--Hi, sweetheart.
It's Mommy.
Listen to me. It's just a game.
It's just a game, baby, OK?
Listen, do whatever
the lady says. All right?
That's a good--yeah.
Daddy's right here.
That's enough. That's enough.
That's enough. That's enough.
- Give it to me.
- No! Let me speak to my daughter!
That's enough! That's enough!
God.
I swear to God,
if you hurt our daughter--
I don't give a shit about your daughter.
- How much do you want?
- How much you got?
90, 95 grand. I don't know exactly.
$142,367.
Exactly.
Just you.
Wait. Any withdrawal over 20 grand
needs my signature, too.
Fine. Fine.
Just remember why we're here.
I make one phone call to my lady friend,
and you'll never see your daughter again.
Keep an eye on him, Abby.
Run along now.
- You OK?
- No, I'm good.
- Who is this guy?
- I don't know.
- You were right about that woman!
- Don't--don't stop. She's going to be fine.
But what if they've done something to her?
She's going to be all right!
Made a call already.
Hi, Abby. How've you been?
Suzanne. I'm good. How are you?
Good, good. And your daughter--
She must be starting school--
She's good. I'm so sorry.
I'm in such a rush. I'll see you later, ok?
Sure, sure. Have a good day now.
What are you doing? Huh?
- I'm calling the cops.
- No! You cannot call the cops.
- Babe, babe, he's right there. He's--
- We have to do exactly what he says.
- But I just thought--
- No, listen to me.
Just calm down. Let's go.
- Is that everything?
- Yes, of course it's everything.
What, you think I'm going to risk Sophie's
life for the sake of a few bucks?
- You just did.
- Oh, Jesus Christ. Abby.
I'm sorry.
Let's just get it over with.
- Hi, how are you?
- Hi.
I'd like to make a withdrawal.
Um... I'm going to need some I.D.
Sure.
What do you need him for?
Well, it's just that it's a very large amount--
Yeah, it's a large amount,
but it's our money, isn't it?
- Of course, sir.
- Then just do it!
Stop it. Listen to me. You're going
to blow this whole thing, all right?
Just for Sophie.
Just go back to the car.
OK?
I'm sorry.
I'm sorry. My husband's under
a lot of pressure right now, so...
You're not too good
in a crisis, are you, Neil?
Shit!
Is there a problem here?
Uh...
- No, officer....
- OK, then move it.
- Yeah, I'm just waiting--
- Move it now.
Excuse me. Sorry.
Cash and cards now.
- Chop, chop. Give us your purse.
- Wallet.
Straight across here.
Straight across right here.
It's over now, OK?
You've got what you want.
- Now give us back our daughter.
- That's every cent we have.
Well, let's just check it, shall we? Eh?
Uhh.
What are you doing?
What the hell are you doing?
You could say...
I've got money to burn.
Neil! Why are you doing this?
- Jesus!
- Please don't! Stop!
- Christ, what are you, crazy?
- Stop it! Stop it!
My money! What the hell are you doing?
Please stop! Please! Please!
That's our money burning!
- Stop it!
- For Christ's sake!
- Neil.
- God!
- Left. Go left.
- Oh, my God.
Oh, my God.
Oh, my God.
People are going to be wondering
where you are right now, so...
why don't you call your boss
and tell him you're going to be late?
- Late?
- You still might make it, Neil.
Karl. Hey, it's Neil.
Yeah, I got delayed.
Abby wasn't feeling so great,
But I'll be there as soon as I can.
No, no. You can give me directions
when I get closer, OK?
Yeah. Yeah, sure. Thanks. Bye.
So what more do you want?
You.
You.
Westside. Now.
Dan, hi. It's Abby.
I don't think I'm going to make it.
Neil, That place over there.
They know me.
I've taken clients there.
Well, now you're taking a new client.
Hi, uh...Mr. Randall.
Good afternoon, sir.
Pleasure to see you again.
Now, um, we have a table for three,
please?
- Right this way.
- May I take your coats?
It's all right.
What can I get you to drink?
Nothing, thank you.
Ahh, good bottle of wine. Red.
- Something around, uh, 200 bucks.
- Yes, sir.
And these prices--
What would you recommend, Neil?
Who do you think you are?
Oh, that's easy.
Right now,
I'm God.
Please just tell us
what you want us to do.
You know, people are always saying
they'd do anything for their kids.
Anything.
So I'm going to put that to the test.
For the next 24 hours, you're mine,
then you get her back, you got it?
Hmm.
- Can I take your order?
- Yeah, I guess--
I guess you got steak in here.
Yes, sir. Steak Dauphinoise.
OK. That'll do. Yeah.
- Um, rare. Thank you.
- Sir?
Oh, they're not eating.
Yeah, that's right.
- You gotta run.
- That's right.
Ahem.
Excuse me.
What do you mean, we've gotta run?
Well, we gotta pay for this somehow.
And I'm all out of cash.
So what are we supposed
to do about that?
You're going to walk
out of here right now.
You're not going to talk
to your buddy on the door,
and you're going to go get some.
and if you're not back here by 5:30
with, say, 300 bucks,
well, you know what they say.
Never pick a fight with someone
who's got nothing to lose.
Run along.
That's good.
- Who you calling?
- Kristin. That designer I met last month.
- Who?
- Kristin.
Will you ever listen to anything I say?
She's 4 blocks from here.
Voicemail. No answer.
There's gotta be someone else
we know around here.
We don't know anyone on this side of town.
How does he know about our lives?
What have we done to him?
We haven't done anything, babe.
Ok? He's just crazy. That's what it is.
Do you know him from work? Tell me.
Is it from accounts?
Somebody you pissed off?
No. What, enough that he'd take our kid?
I don't think so. No way.
We've only got 15 minutes.
- Oh, God.
- Listen to me.
Listen to me.
He's got to get the money.
- Please. Uh, this is important. It's--
- Neil!
- Neil!
- We really need your help.
Please listen to us.
My name is Neil Randall. And, uh,
this is my card. This is my wife.
OK, we need--we need money.
We're not begging.
OK, if you could just--
Oh, I'm late for a meeting.
No. No, you get back.
Our daughter could--
No, don't!
Our daughter could die
if you don't help us.
If you don't take your hands off of me
in the next 2 seconds--
Neil, let him go. Let's go.
I have an idea. I have an idea!
'Scuse me. 'Scuse me.
We need to sell this bracelet.
- I paid 2 grand for that.
- We only need 300.
- Yeah.
- OK.
Come on. We gotta go.
It's a fake. Give you 20 bucks.
What? It's not a fake.
- Are you kidding me?
- Baby, I paid 2 grand for it, OK?
Stop.
I was kidding. Kidding.
I'll give you 200, OK?
- Funny. 300.
- Oh, forget it.
Yeah. Well, there's just one little thing.
I can't forget it.
300. Now.
Come on. We got 2 minutes.
This way.
Aah!
- Where'd he go?
- S-sir?
Where did he go?
He was sitting right there.
I--I'm sorry, sir. I didn't see, um...
- The man, he was sitting right there.
- Uh, I'm sorry, I--
- Come on. You must have!
- Hey.
Dead on time.
Now this place ain't bad.
I might bring the good wife here, huh?
Settle this up, would you, Neil?
'Scuse us.
- So you got it?
- Yeah.
Quite a performance.
Let's see if you can
get to South Frank within 20 from here.
- I need this delivered in person.
- What's this?
- What's going on?
- Go and check the station after it's done.
Just a little errand for Abby, Neil.
Calm down.
- What is it?
- I don't know.
- (Indistinct)
- Easy, hey.
- (Indistinct)
- Easy, hey.
I want to get to know you a little better.
We might have something
in common--
For Christ's sake.
It's all right. Neil. I can do it.
I can deliver a letter, OK?
OK, OK. You go.
Take care, OK?
You're not worried, are you?
She might see a cop.
Start getting ideas.
No, she'll do it.
- Uhh.
- Abby!
Wait. Leave it. Leave it.
- You son of a bitch!
- Just leave it, OK?
All right?
Anger's good, Neil.
Come on.
Come on. Let's go.
Let's go.
Hey!
Hey!
Hey.
One word and your daughter's dead.
- Hey.
- Dad.
It's good to see you, son.
How are you?
- What are you doing here?
- Uh, well, I just, uh...
had to come in for work, and, uh...
Well, what about you?
I mean, I wouldn't expect to see you
on the Westside.
Kory, that girl I met in social studies.
She lives just down the street, so.
Good.
Good.
Is, uh, everything OK?
Yeah, I'm fine.
Oh, just work, job.
I got a lot on my mind and stuff.
Listen, we gotta run.
- I'll catch you later on, OK?
- Yeah, sure.
Could you--
uh, use a ride, or...
- Yeah.
- Neil.
Have you forgotten something?
If you're late?
Huh?
Your wife'll kill you.
Yeah, I forgot.
I'm sorry, son. We're pushed for time.
I'll talk to you later, OK?
Sure.
So you got a child of your own
and you put us through this.
What's he going to think
of the two of you when this comes out?
Have you thought about that?
Hey, what's he going to think, huh?
Tell me. Come on.
What's he going to think?
What's he going to tell Kory when mom
and dad are on the evening news?
Have you thought about that?
Well, have you?
What the hell are you doing?
Uhh.
How's everything going at work?
I hear advertising's a cutthroat business.
A lot of pressure.
Is that why you screw up
so many people's lives?
What are you talking about?
Recognize that place?
Fifth floor. Straight ahead.
That's the head office
of Magris Industries.
You've heard of them?
Of course you have.
And with this million dollar launch
coming up,
I'm sure this is something
you'd want to keep under wraps.
What do you get for hacking into
corporate information these days?
- Where'd you get this?
- Ah, don't panic. It's only a copy.
Abby has the original.
Yeah, it's all down there
in black and white.
Times, places.
How you bought your way
into getting that account.
What would the competition do
with something like that?
Your company's reputation
will be ruined.
But Karl won't blame you, Neil.
Will he?
Well, Mr. Carver's due back any minute,
but I can give it to him for you.
No, it's OK. I've got to really give it
to him myself, thank you.
Sure. Have a seat.
You just want to destroy
everything we've got, don't you?
Look, I don't want
to destroy you, Neil.
I'll prove it.
I'll give you one shot.
- Stop her.
- You serious?
Stop her.
Uhh. Come on. Come on. Shit!
Hello?
Abby? It's--It's Neil.
Abby, don't hand over that envelope.
- What?
- Look, I--I don't have time to explain.
Just walk out of the office, OK?
We have to do what he says, Neil.
Think about Sophie.
Get out of there, Abby, please.
No, listen to me.
We have to do what he said.
Get out of there!
Look, he says it's all right.
All right.
Time's up.
Oh, no. Abby, no!
Excuse me. Are you Mr. Carver?
No! Abby, for Christ's sake, no!
No! Don't!
Abby, for Christ's sake! I said don't!
Shit!
Go on. You know you're dying for one.
Been thinking about something
you said in that restaurant.
Do you know what it was?
"I'm Mr. Randall," you said.
Maybe it's just me, but there's
something about you,
or anyone, calling themselves mister
that makes me feel
kind of...sick.
You know what I mean?
Yeah.
You think you can rely on someone,
And then she just...
You're pathetic.
By comparison to you, Neil,
of course I'm pathetic.
I mean, you've got everything.
Great job, nice...house.
Terrific wife.
Shit.
I was going to say lovely daughter.
Hey. Let's see how she's doing.
8-2-7.
Hey. It's me.
Any problems?
Good.
Right. She's watching cartoons.
- Let me speak to my daughter!
- All right. I'll check in later.
Keep the door locked.
Here you go.
She's an attractive woman, Neil.
Don't be hard on her.
I'm so sorry. I had to do it.
- No. I know.
- I didn't know what to do.
Listen, I've got to pick something up.
You stay here.
Why didn't you do what I--
What I told you?
Because I do what he tells me
to do until he says otherwise.
You know what? It doesn't matter.
I wasn't going to put Sophie in danger.
Not in danger. He told me to stop you.
Yes, but if I had done that,
who knows what he would have said?
Abby, he's playing with us.
Don't you get that?
- Yes, I get that.
- Well, that's a good girl.
Don't patronize me.
And don't stand there pretending that
your precious career doesn't matter.
Oh, you mean the thing
that keeps you in luxury?
Yeah, playing blocks with Sophie
for the past 6 years has been luxury.
Well, I'm real sorry, babe,
if bringing up your child
has been such a pain in the ass to you.
I didn't say that,
and by the way, Neil, honey,
she's our child!
This is what he wants.
- Oh, screw you.
- No, this is what he wants.
- Stop.
- Listen to me.
I have been listening
to you my whole life.
Do you get it? My whole life!
No, you listen to me! You listen to me.
Why don't you just go back to Denver?
It's a really great time
to bring that up, baby.
Really great.
I'm sorry.
Neil, his phone.
He just called the sitter.
We can get the number, quick!
Hurry up. Hurry up.
555-1215.
He's coming, he's coming.
I'm not going to let that asshole--
Put it down, put it down!
I want this delivered.
There will be a nice
surprise waiting for you.
Take the train.
One hour there and back.
What is it?
I'll wait here.
No.
What did you say?
I think you heard me.
Neil, come on.
Don't worry about it, Abby.
I think, underneath it all,
he's really quite the family man.
You're really beginning
to annoy me, Neil.
But anger is good, right?
Really beginning to piss me off.
What exactly are you
going to do about that--
(Indistinct)
Stop!
Please, get off.
Please, stop.
Will this do you, boyo, huh?
- Will this do you?
- Please, no!
He'll do it.
That box. One hour.
It's OK...
Are you OK, baby?
Are you OK? It's OK.
I'm OK, I'm OK.
Final boarding call
for the express to New York City...
Final boarding call
for the express to New York City...
Baby, we can't, it's too dangerous. Please.
Yeah.
What's he trying to do to us, huh?
He's wiping out our lives. Bit by bit.
- I'm calling that number.
- No. Are you crazy--
After he dialed, the first thing
he said was "827."
Now, why would he say that?
It's gotta be a hotel room.
What if he's watching?
It's a hotel, Allerton Crowne Plaza.
I knew it.
This could be the only chance we get.
It's 8 blocks from here.
May I help you?
We've got an hour.
Excuse me.
- I'm sorry, this is an emergency.
- Excuse me. I'm sorry.
- I'm sorry.
- Oh, come on, are you serious?
Oh, God, what's next?
Abby, I'm not going to wait
to find out what's next. I'm opening it.
Neil...
I gotta do it, baby,
I gotta find out.
The whole thing's
a mind game, Abby.
Don't worry. We'll get her back.
Come on.
Good evening. Welcome
to the Allerton Crowne Plaza.
- Can I help you?
- Have you seen...
They're here. Dark haired, 40-year-old
woman with a little girl in a pink sweatsuit.
- They checked in today.
- All right.
They said that the little
girl seemed really quiet.
Keep her talking.
Is there a dry cleaning service here?
- Yes, ma'am, there is.
- Oh, good.
Honey.
Honey, we really ought to get going.
Thank you so much.
We'll take the stairs.
825. It's the next one.
It's going to be on that side.
Shh.
It's a TV.
- Wait here.
- No.
- You need to wait here.
- Be careful.
I'm calling the cops
if anything happens, OK?
The space
beneath the rock is vacant,
She who gives--
(Indistinct)
I want my diary!
Speaking of vacant,
anybody seen Dork, Dorkk, and Dorky?
Wow! Good thing that problem cleared up,
huh, Edd?
Enough is enough, Eddy.
My mind is riddled with
unpleasant images.
I implore you. Please,
I could use some help here!
(Indistinct)
That's it! I suggest
we sneak back to the house,
we bury the book
within its boundaries,
and deceptively plead amnesia.
I like that!
Double D, that's so underhanded!
Oh, yeah. You're right.
Oh.
You think you can
get away with anything
because you're just that bit smarter
than the rest of us.
Huh?
Tell me something, Neil.
How does it feel
to be played, huh?
We're just trying
to save our daughter.
Abby!
Where is she? Where is she?
How come you didn't
have another one, Abby?
Hmm?
I'm not sure you're the perfect wife
you'd like to think you are.
Hmm? I'm not sure
you even any better--
Bastard!
Leave her alone!
Don't you touch her.
Look at me. Are you OK?
Here you go.
Put it on, Abby. See, huh?
- Want to put this on?
- No.
Come on, Abby, put it on.
Put it on. Take it.
- You'll pay for this.
- Put it on.
- She's not doing it.
- Why not, huh?
- I said she's not doing it!
- Why not? She might like it.
I said she's not doing it!
No, Neil.
You're not putting your big dick pride
before your kid, are you?
Please, stop. Don't...
I'll do it.
I'll do it, I'll do it.
Come on, Abby.
Come on.
Come here, come here.
Stay there, now.
I think she's enjoying this.
Danger.
Yeah.
Acting out the victim.
This is the most alive she's felt in years.
Yeah, let's put the dress on.
Oh, yeah, that's it.
She smells good.
Smells real good.
When this is over, I will kill you.
Yeah, yeah, but it isn't over,
is it, Neil?
No.
You be there at 8:00.
Otherwise, you'll never see
either of them again.
Be where? Be where at 8:00?
The answer's right here, Neil,
Staring you in the face.
You're hitting the big time, now.
Let's see if you can make it to the top.
What are you talking about?
Why don't you have a Scotch
while you figure it out?
Neil!
Tell me where, for Christ's sake!
Be where?
Prick!
Come on. Hurry up.
Unh!
Come on!
You just want your life back.
What do you think?
Well, get out of the car then.
Shit.
Hit the big time...
Shit.
Oh, oh, shit.
Yeah?
Missing you already.
I made it. I'm at the clock tower.
Too late.
No, no, no, I did what you asked.
I--I--I got here.
You're too late.
Jesus Christ.
What do you want from me?
It's not all bad.
I'll let you say good-bye.
What? No, wait.
- Neil? Neil?
- Baby, listen.
- Neil, listen, he's got--
- Time's up.
W-where are you?
W-what are you going to do?
Come and take a look, Neil.
- Where?
- The edge, Neil.
Just step up to the edge
and look down.
OK...OK...
You're not scared, are you?
A little bird told me
you're not crazy about heights.
I'm at the edge.
I'm at the goddamn edge!
Abby really wanted one last look.
- No, wait, wait.
- But if you haven't got the balls--
I can't even see you.
You're not at the edge, Neil,
or we'd see you.
- I want to see you standing.
- Wait, wait!
OK, OK, I--
- I see you.
- Stand up, Neil.
No...
- Get up.
- No.
- Neil, get up.
- Please, don't do this.
Be a real man for once in your life.
Unh...
I'm here.
I'm...
Tell him to move back.
It's too dangerous.
- I'm on the edge.
- (Indistinct)
Tell him to move back. That's enough!
No, please, he'll kill himself.
That's enough! Listen to me!
No!
- Don't you touch her!
- Get in the car.
Stay in here. Stay in there.
Listen, it doesn't matter
that you were late.
I was going to have her anyway.
Only she doesn't know that yet.
Why are you doing this?
Why are you doing this to me?
Why? Why...
Haven't you seen it yet?
Huh, Neil?
What are you talking about?
The answer is up there.
Ah, it's right there. Look around.
- Where?
- It's under your nose.
Come on, you want
to know why, don't you?
Aah!
What does it mean?
I'll tell you what it means.
It means stamping out a problem.
Crushing it.
So, now I've got
your daughter and your wife.
And you're just a tiny dot in the sky
worth nothing.
Please, no, I'm begging you, don't.
And what exactly am I going to do?
I'll leave that to your imagination, Neil.
Don't you hang up! Don't you hang up!
Sweet dreams.
A-Abby!
Abby!
- Hey, whoa!
- I need help.
- Yeah, the line's back there, sir.
- No, this is an emergency.
My--my wife and child
have been kidnapped.
There's a psycho out there,
OK, he--he's taken
my wife and my little girl.
You got my car, he's driving my car.
He--it's a Range Rover,
"R"-"U", uh, 83--83 "A."
And there--he's got
a woman who's helping him. She's--
Pretending to be a sitter?
Randall, right?
Your name is Neil Randall?
- Yeah.
- I just spoke to your wife.
- She was here.
- What?
- W-wait, when?
- About half an hour ago.
You spoke--
you spoke to my wife?
- Yeah.
- She's OK?
- She explained the whole thing.
- OK.
She said that
you might show up with this story.
At the state you're in,
you'll try anything to stop her.
Stop her doing what?
Leaving you.
No, you don't understand.
No, she's not leaving me.
No, he made her say that.
OK? He's got
the whole thing planned.
He's smart. Oh, he--
he's smart, all right.
He, uh--he's got our daughter.
And he's made us--
forced us to do everything he says.
Look, I get it. I know how you feel.
Look, I get it. I know how you feel.
My wife left me a year ago.
I went a bit--crazy myself.
I'm not some
jealous husband, all right?
I'm the victim of a crime!
Look, you've been drinking.
I'm not drunk. He did this to me.
Do yourself a favor.
Go home, sober up.
Try and accept it, all right?
Nothing for me to do. Can't help you.
All right?
Let's go, I'll walk you out.
It's all right. Oh!
- Oh, baby.
- It's OK!
- It's OK.
- Are you OK?
- He didn't touch me.
- You promise me?
Yes, I promise.
He made me lie to that cop.
I thought you were going
to fall off the building.
I thought you were going to die.
Oh, baby.
Oh, baby I thought I'd lost you.
I thought--
- I thought I'd lost everything.
- It's OK.
Remember that feeling!
'Cause the next time I tell you to do
something you're going to do it, right?
Right, Mr. Randall?
Good, now we understand
each other.
Get in the back.
Why don't we just do it?
Whatever it is.
Yeah.
I love you, Abby.
You know that, right?
Look what it takes
for us to get this close.
You guess where you're going yet?
Just tell us.
We're going where you
were going all along.
We're going to meet the boss.
The top man.
Karl Granger.
I knew it had something
to do with work.
Maybe.
Jesus. I don't know anything, anymore.
Home sweet home.
You first, now.
Just ease the way.
What do I tell him?
Just tell him the truth.
Get out.
Just do it.
Hey, Neil.
There something
I forgot to ask you.
What?
How far would you go?
What?
To save the things
most important to you.
How far?
I would do whatever it takes
to protect my family.
Yeah, I can understand that.
And that's a great thing.
There's this one last thing
I want you to do.
Go on.
I want you to kill, Neil.
You wanted to know
what this was all about.
Well, this is it.
No. You are crazy. I can't do that.
You don't have to.
But if you don't...
You'll never see Sophie again.
Because believe one thing,
I don't give a damn
what happens to me.
I can't--I can't--
Neil, there's no debate here, OK?
There's one person in that house and if
they're not dead in the next 10 minutes,
someone else will be.
Have you forgotten
that feeling already?
10 minutes.
Oh, Jesus.
You scared the life out of me.
Judy?
I just took a shower.
I was beginning to think
you weren't going to make it.
Mmm.
God, Neil, you look awful.
What happened?
You were stuck with Abby
when you called, weren't you?
Is she OK?
Yeah. She's OK.
Well, she bought all that stuff
about going to Karl's, didn't she?
Yeah, she trusts me.
Yeah.
Anyways, let's get this jacket off.
No, no.
It's cold out there.
OK.
Well, come in by the fire, then.
The usual?
Yeah--yeah, thanks.
So, how did you find the place?
I thought you were going to call.
I know what's wrong.
It's a long drive,
plenty of time
to discover a conscience.
Look, Neil, don't you
think I felt guilty, too?
But we've had all these months
of watching our backs.
Going to our little French restaurant,
in the afternoons.
Now, finally, we can just relax
and enjoy each other.
Right?
I don't know.
Neil.
Neil?
- Look, have I done something wrong?
- No.
- Well, then, what is it?
- It's nothing.
Well, it's got to be something.
Who is that?
That's my husband Tom.
I guess now you can put a face
to the name.
Where is he right now?
You know where he is.
He's on that hunting trip.
That's why we're here.
God, anyway, what's
with the sudden interest in Tom?
You've never given a damn before--
What do you think
he would do, if he found out?
He's not going to find out.
Answer me!
Just what would Tom do?
I don't know what he'd do.
It would destroy him.
Christ!
Why are we even talking about this?
He's got Sophie.
What?!
Your husband has my child!
Why would Tom have Sophie? What--
Why would Tom have Sophie? What--
Because he knows about us!
- What?
- He knows everything, Judy.
Tom knows.
Baby.
He's going to kill her.
- What?
- If I don't...
If you--if you don't what? What?
Baby, you're scaring me.
He says, he's going to kill her--
- What are you--
- If I don't--
Doing with a...
No!
No!
Neil, don't!
Get off of me!
No! No!
I can't. I can't.
Do it!
Tom!
Do it, Neil.
I can't!
- No?
- I can't.
- Well, I can.
- No!
A life for a life.
Just one little number.
Do it, now. Do it, now.
- Tom!
- No!
Now! Do it!
No!
- I'm sorry.
- No, Neil!
No.
Now you see? Huh?
How much he really loves you.
- You piece of shit!
- Tom!
You piece of shit!
- It was just--
- Just?
That's a great word, isn't it?
It was just one of those office things.
Just fooling around.
Just an affair.
Just your cock in her mouth!
The mouth that kisses me
good-bye in the morning.
But hey! It's no big deal.
It's not a matter of life and death.
But then, you tell me,
what the fuck ever is? Get up.
Well, hmm, you're not
such a bad guy, Neil.
I mean, you go to work,
you go to the gym, you go home,
you pat your kid on the head.
You screw your wife.
Then you screw mine.
The end of a perfect day.
It wasn't her you were screwing,
Was it? No.
It was me.
Me you got inside.
Huh? So, come on, Neil.
Kiss me, huh? Come on, kiss me!
- Oh, you piece of shit!
- No!
Tom! No!
Please. Stop.
Oh.
I will.
I will.
Please.
Oh, God.
Where's my daughter?
She's at home, where she belongs.
What's going on?
Huh, baby? Are you all right?
We're getting out of here.
- Where is he?
- It's over.
- Please tell me what's going on, Neil.
- You were right.
It was work.
He had a grudge against Karl.
- So, what was Judy doing in there?
- What?
I thought I saw Judy at the window!
Look, I told you, didn't I?
OK, it was work.
Yes, but what was Judy doing there?
Look, it's complicated!
This could cause a lot of trouble
for the company--
The company--Karl--
Are you kidding me?
You've got to be--
- No, I'm not kidding!
- Just tell me what's going on, please.
- You really want to know the truth?
- Yes.
- You want to know why he did it?
- Yes! Just tell me!
It was me he was after.
Why?
He's Judy's husband.
And?
She's been having an affair--
With Karl.
Only that maniac
thought it was with me.
Can you believe it?
No, what matters right now is Sophie.
He said she's at home.
We just gotta get back.
- Uh-huh.
- Make sure she's OK.
- OK.
- Yeah. OK.
What are you doing--
what are you doing?
- I need a cigarette.
- I'll get it--I'll get it.
Look down here,
I'll check upstairs.
Sophie?
Sophie?
Sophie. Sophie.
Oh, God, baby
come here, come here.
Oh, baby.
Are you OK?
- Daddy?
- Yeah?
Did she hurt you?
- What?
- The woman--who took you.
- Did she hurt you?
- We played hide-and-go-seek.
Oh, come here, baby.
Mommy and Daddy...
are going to be here for you now.
- OK.
- OK.
OK.
Abby, she's fine.
Abby?
Abby?
I know.
I know.
Abby...
Baby. I never...
You know it.
Abby--
Go on. Look me in the eyes
and lie to me again.
- Oh, no. Lying. I'm not lying--
- Tell me you love me.
I do love you, Abby.
Listen to me, Abby. OK?
You and I, we--we can
work this out together.
We can get through this
and I'll make it up to you.
But we--we almost lost
our daughter today.
And we have her back.
They took Sophie.
- And we--
- Did they?
But you know--
Well, you know they did.
We're sorry.
Your call cannot
be completed as dialed.
Please check the number
and dial again.
We know it's just a game, honey.
OK, just do whatever
the lady says, all right?
Oh, Neil.
She never left the house.
She had a nice day--
with a lovely sitter.
I made sure that I got the best.
Only the best.
You set me up.
You set me up from the start.
Little old me.
Can you believe it?
And you...
And you put me through all of that?
How about this, Neil?
How about weeks and months of knowing
you're not good enough? Try that!
Abby!
It didn't mean anything!
- You gotta believe me.
- I do believe you.
I believe you.
But it meant something to me.
And it meant something to him.
Enough that you
would let him destroy
every cent we've worked for?
No, Neil. Not every cent.
- So, you just ruined my career.
- Did I?
Yes, I saw you do that one, Abby.
And what did you see, Neil?
None of it happened.
- So you got it?
- Yeah.
Quite a performance.
I found you out, Neil.
Just like I did in Denver.
I have been in so much pain.
Do you know how that feels?
Watching you sleep at night,
watching you dream.
And knowing that
she watches you, too.
I'm done.
I get you. I understand you.
But I don't want you.
Look, you still have everything.
You still have your house,
you still have your career,
you'll always have Sophie.
Everything's exactly as it was.
Except for one thing.
Who breaks a butterfly on a wheel?
I do, Neil.
I just wanted to share those feelings
with you, if only for a few hours.
Despair, loss,
abandonment,
betrayal.
Are they there, Neil?
Are they, baby?
Are they?