(phone ringing)
- [Gracie] Hi, this is Gracie.
How can I help you tonight?
(mid-tempo music)
- [Man] Yeah hi, I need you to
tell me what you're wearing.
- [Gracie] What do you want
me to be wearing, honey?
- [Man] I'm paying for this shit.
You tell me.
I don't like you.
Where's the one I spoke to last night?
(phone ringing)
- [Answering Machine] You have reached
the Seattle Bay Foster Care Programme.
All our case workers are
busy right now but please do
leave a message and we
will call you right back.
(beeps)
- [Woman] Yeah hi, this is Gracie Blake.
I need to speak to somebody
about my daughter, Kayla.
She's staying with the Curtis
family in Medicine Park.
I need to talk about my visitation times.
Can someone call me back please?
Thank you.
- [Man] I was just wondering,
do you do home visits?
- [Gracie] What do you mean?
- [Man] Would you come to my apartment?
- [Gracie] No.
- [Woman] In a normal situation
we'd be happy to spread
your payments, Miss Blake.
But you haven't paid us for three months,
so I'm afraid my hands are a little tied.
- [Gracie] Look, I'm trying
to do this right, okay?
I wanna get this stuff straight
but I don't have any money right now.
- [Woman] Well then I'm afraid
we'll need to cancel your contract.
- [Gracie] I need this phone for my job.
- [Woman] Okay.
We will be prepared to
give you one more month
to pay these arrears, Miss
Blake, before termination.
- [Peter] Hello Gracie, it's Peter.
- [Gracie] Who?
- [Peter] It's Peter.
We spoke yesterday.
- [Gracie] Jesus Peter, hi.
How did you get this number?
- [Peter] I need to speak to you now.
It's urgent.
- [Gracie] Okay.
- [Peter] I'm in Seattle.
- [Gracie] What?
Why?
- [Peter] To see you.
- [Gracie] Fuck Peter, I said
I don't do personal visits.
- [Peter] I know, I know.
I need to see you, Gracie, in the flesh.
What would that cost me?
- [Gracie] Look, how
much have you brought?
- [Peter] Five grand.
I can give you more if you...
- [Gracie] When do you want to do this?
- [Peter] Tonight.
(dramatic music)
(slow ominous music)
(footsteps walking)
(clanging)
(gasps)
(chain clinking)
(crying)
- Hello?
Hello?
This isn't very funny!
Hello!
Fuck.
What?
(phone ringing)
Hello?
- [Peter] Hello, Gracie.
- Why, who is this?
- [Peter] It's me, it's Peter.
- Peter, look I'm sorry
I can't talk right now.
I have to...
- [Peter] You don't
remember last night then?
- What?
No.
No, why should I?
Look, what the fuck is going on?
- [Peter] I'm sorry it had to be a secret.
I didn't think you'd come on your own.
- A fucking secret?
How the fuck did you get me here?
- Just some chloroform, nothing dangerous.
- Why, Peter?
- [Peter] It's a little hard to explain.
- Yeah, you've locked me
in a fucking animal cage.
- [Peter] I know.
I need to keep you there for a while.
Look, just don't panic, okay?
- Oh, why though Peter?
What for?
Are you going to kill me?
- [Peter] (laughs) I'm
not going to kill you, no.
Nothing will happen if
you don't call the police.
Don't worry.
- So it's sex then.
- [Peter] Well, look, I don't know.
- Okay, Peter, this is freaking me out.
If it's sex then just tell me
and we can do it and I can go.
- [Peter] We can discuss
this all very soon.
I've gotta go now, I've
got a plane to catch.
- Wait no, no, no please wait, wait.
- [Peter] What?
- I have these pills I need to take,
and I've run out and I really need them.
- [Peter] What are they?
- They're called um, divalproex.
I really need them.
- I'll see what I can do, ah dival?
- Yeah, D-I-V-A-L, thank you.
- [Peter] You're welcome.
- How long do I need to stay here for?
- [Peter] Not long.
Look, there's enough food
and water for a week.
And Gracie, you can have your phone.
Just don't call the police.
- A fucking week?
- [Peter] Don't call the police.
They won't be able to track you there.
- Okay.
So what am I supposed to do now?
- [Peter] Just wait.
(slow music)
- Shit.
Fuck!
(chain rattling)
(frantic music)
Fuck!
Could someone help me?
(slow ominous music)
(light bulb softly buzzing)
(aeroplane engine roaring)
(phone ringing)
- [Man] Hey you.
- Hey honey, how's it going?
- [Man] Yeah, okay.
Shit at work, unless I can
keep up with these hours.
Boss got me on Tuesday
night working and I really...
- Eddy.
- [Eddy] What?
- I need to tell you something,
and I need you not to get pissed, okay?
- [Eddy] Um, okay.
- A client came to my apartment.
- [Eddy] Jesus fucking Christ, Grey, why?
- It doesn't matter.
- [Eddy] It fucking does matter.
Did you have sex with him?
- No.
I don't know.
- [Eddy] You don't know.
Jesus, that's a new one.
- I know, I know, and I'm sorry,
but you've got to listen to me.
- [Eddy] Sorry, yeah.
But why, what now?
- He drugged me.
- [Eddy] What?
- He drugged me and I don't
know what happened last night.
- [Eddy] Fuck.
- He's got me locked in
this kind of prison place.
- [Eddy] Prison, where?
- That's the thing, I don't know.
- [Eddy] Is it in the city or?
- I don't know.
- [Eddy] Who is this guy?
- He's called Peter.
He's the new one I told you about.
- [Eddy] Shit.
Have you called the cops?
- No, I can't.
Well, he told me not to.
He said he's coming, so I'm
just going to see what he wants.
- [Eddy] Can you not get out?
- No.
- [Eddy] Why?
- [Gracie] I'm chained up.
- [Eddy] What?
- Please, leave it to me.
And don't tell Mom.
- [Eddy] I mean, she called earlier
asking if you were with me.
- Well, next time say I am.
Say I'm asleep or something.
- [Eddy] Okay, I'll try.
- I don't want to tell
her about this shit.
It's fine, okay.
I'll see you tomorrow.
- [Eddy] No, I'll come and find you.
- I don't know where I am, Eddy.
(slow ominous music)
(teeth brushing)
(baby crying)
(gasping)
(aeroplane engine roaring)
(chains jangling)
(sniffing)
(phone ringing)
Hey, Mom.
- [Mom] Hey, honey, how are you?
- Yeah, I'm good.
How about you guys?
- [Mom] Oh, we're okay.
Tried to call you last
night and you weren't there.
Tried Eddy, but he didn't
know where you were either.
- Mom, I'm 27 years old.
Taylor's band were playing
at Stories, I was down there.
- [Mom] Oh.
So what are you up to today, honey?
- Oh, not much.
I had that dream again last night, Mom.
You know, with the crying.
- [Mom] Oh, are you taking your pills?
- Yeah.
I really miss her, Mom.
- [Mom] Oh, I know you do, dear.
We all do.
You what Dr. Meadows said though.
- I know, but she doesn't
know what it's like.
- [Mom] She's a very good doctor, Grayson.
The people from the foster care centre
said they'd look at your case.
She said the pills will
make you less emotional.
- I don't want to be less emotional.
She was my daughter.
I just want her back.
- Please don't, Gracie.
You'll start me off.
How's Eddy dealing with it?
- Yeah, he seems better than me.
But, you know, he's a
guy, he doesn't talk.
- [Mom] You seeing him tonight?
- No, I don't think so.
- [Mom] Well, I think you need
to be with someone tonight.
I'll get your father to
drive over and pick you up.
I'll make brownies.
- No, I can't tonight.
- [Mom] Why, what are you doing?
- I just can't.
- [Mom] Why are you
being so strange with me?
I know when there's something wrong.
You're still my daughter, remember.
- I just want to be alone tonight.
- Oh.
- I'll be okay.
- [Mom] Don't just sit in getting drunk.
- I won't, Mom.
Look, I'll call you tomorrow.
- [Mom] Okay.
Make sure you do.
I love you, honey.
- I love you too.
- [Mom] It'll be okay, you know?
- Thanks.
Say hi to Dad for me.
- [Mom] Will do.
Bye.
- Love you.
Bye.
- Bye.
(slow ominous music)
(rain pattering)
(slow music)
(phone ringing)
- Hi.
- [Eddy] Hi, it's me.
What's going on?
- Nothing.
I'm still here.
I spoke to Mom.
- [Eddy] Was she okay?
- I guess.
I mean, she knew something was wrong.
Look, if she calls you again, just say
I'm with you and I've gone to sleep, okay?
- [Eddy] I called the cops.
- And what did they say?
- [Eddy] All they said, well they asked
how long you've been missing
and they said you needed
to be gone for like 48 hours
before they start looking.
- Jesus, did you tell them what happened?
- [Eddy] Yeah, but look, they said
this sort of shit is not unusual.
- Not fucking unusual?
- [Eddy] Yeah, for people
in your line of work.
- What do you mean?
- [Eddy] Well, okay, they asked me
what you did for a living, so.
- What did you tell them, Eddy?
- [Eddy] Look, I said you were, I mean
I told them you were a prostitute.
I don't think it helped.
- I'm not a prostitute!
Jesus, will you just think about
things before you say them?
- [Eddy] Gracie, you fucked some guy
who's chained you up in a cage.
- Just think about Kayla
and getting her back.
- [Eddy] Okay.
- So what happens now?
- [Eddy] Look, the police said they
would look into it after 48 hours.
So tomorrow sometime I guess.
Have you got any idea where you are?
(aeroplane engines roaring)
- I'm near an airport.
(crickets chirping)
- [Voicemail Service]
You have no new messages
and one saved message.
To hear your saved message, press 1.
- [Mom] Hi honey, it's your mom.
Everything's fine here.
She's having a lovely time with Grandpa.
Kayla, come say hello to Mommy.
(Kayla babbling)
She's having a great day.
Okay, gotta go.
Bye, Mommy.
Say bye, Mommy.
(slow music)
(screaming)
(dramatic music)
- Someone help me!
(crying)
(slow music)
(bird squawking)
(wings flapping)
(footsteps walking)
Is that you?
(bird squawking)
(wings flapping)
(bird squawking)
(crashing and banging)
(moaning)
(suspenseful music)
(screaming)
(phone ringing)
What?
What the fuck do you want?
- [Peter] Gracie, calm down.
- Don't tell me to calm down,
you fucking piece of fucking shit.
Just let me out of here.
- [Peter] I can't do that yet.
- When then?
- [Peter] I'm in Florida right
now and I'm flying back soon.
Would you like me to come and see you?
- Peter, I really need my drugs.
I really fucking need them.
Have you got them?
- [Peter] I think I know
a guy who can get some.
I'll let you have them when I'm back.
- Why are you in Florida?
- [Peter] Just work.
Apart from the pills, how are you?
- (laughs) Really?
How do you think?
What is this, Peter?
- [Peter] Huh?
- If you would just be honest
with me, it would be easier.
I need to let my family know
when I'm going to be home.
- [Peter] I'm just a normal man, Gracie.
I just need this.
- What?
- [Peter] I need to have this going on.
- So I'm not the first
person you've done this to?
- [Peter] Oh God, yeah.
Of course.
There's no one else.
Just you.
- Well, I'm flattered.
- [Peter] I'm just a normal man, Gracie.
- So what is this then, Peter?
Is it just a sexual thing?
- [Peter] Look, it's a little
more complicated than that.
- You can be honest with me, I don't mind.
Why didn't you just go on
the (mumbles), you know?
Find a nice girl who's
into bondage and stuff.
- [Peter] Yeah, because they
grow on trees, don't they?
- I'm into it.
- [Peter] Well maybe when this is over,
you could be my girlfriend.
- (laughs) Yeah, great first date.
- [Peter] Look, I'm back soon,
so I'll try and come and see you.
- Look Peter, I really want to see you.
But you have to promise to
bring my medication, okay?
I won't be much fun without it.
- [Peter] Okay, okay.
Thanks, Gracie.
You sit tight there.
Oh, and Gracie.
- Yeah.
- [Peter] If I were to bring
along some clothes later.
Oh look, it doesn't matter.
- What sort of thing?
- [Peter] I don't know.
I'm into different stuff.
- Yeah, sure.
Size six.
- [Peter] Really?
- Look, let's talk tomorrow.
We can work this out.
- [Peter] Okay.
- Peter?
- [Peter] Hm?
- Can I take this chain
off my leg, please?
- [Peter] Oh look, I don't know.
Let's see tomorrow.
Bye.
- Bye.
See you tomorrow.
Bye.
(slow music)
(chain jangling)
(phone ringing)
- [Mom] Hi, you've reached
Sandra and Bob Blake.
We're not home right now,
so please leave a message.
(beeping)
- Hey, Mom, it's me.
I'm just calling to say, hey,
and I'm feeling a lot better.
I'm seeing Eddy tomorrow, but
maybe we can hook up after?
Anyway, I gotta go.
Say hi to Dad for me.
Love you.
Bye.
(phone dialling)
- [Eddy] Hey.
- It's me.
- [Eddy] Have you spoken to him?
- Yeah.
Look, I think I might be okay.
- [Eddy] Really, how?
- Well, I basically had to tell him
that I'd be his girlfriend
when he lets me out of here.
- [Eddy] And he bought that?
- Yeah.
He seemed to be getting pretty excited
about it on the phone.
- [Eddy] What a loser.
He was probably jerking
his little cock off
while you spoke to him.
- Yeah.
That's what he does.
Look, any news on finding me?
- [Eddy] Yeah.
The cops have added you to the database
and I mentioned the airport.
- So, what are they doing?
- [Eddy] Grey, we don't even
know what state you're in.
It's going to be really tough.
You need to call them so
they can track your cell.
- No, it's okay.
I can do it alone.
Look, I gotta go.
I want to preserve this battery.
- [Eddy] Okay, I love you.
- I love you too.
- [Eddy] Bye.
(slow music)
(phone ringing)
- Hi.
- [Peter] Hello, Gracie.
- How was your flight?
- [Peter] Delayed.
- Are you okay?
- [Peter] I'm fine.
- Did you manage to get my pills?
- [Peter] Yes.
I have them right here.
- Why are you being weird with me?
I look forward to seeing you later.
It's going to be fun.
- [Peter] Enough, Gracie.
Enough.
(dramatic music)
- Peter, why are you being like this?
- [Peter] I've had a stressful time, okay?
I don't like being fucked about.
- Who's fucking you about?
- [Peter] Everyone is a fucking liar.
- What?
- [Peter] I'm not going
to be back tonight.
More likely tomorrow morning now.
I'm going to be tired.
You're not going to fuck
me about, are you Gracie?
- No, of course not.
- [Peter] You said we'd have sex.
Is that still happening?
- Yeah, if you stop
talking to me like that.
- [Peter] I'll talk to you anyway I want.
You're the one chained
up in a cage, aren't you?
- You're really not great
with women, are you?
Look, just give me my pills
and I promise you can
do whatever you want.
- [Peter] You better keep that promise.
- Threats now.
- [Peter] Yeah.
[Mom] Hi, you've reached
Sandra and Bob Blake.
We're not home right now,
so please leave a message.
(beeping)
- Hey Mom, it's me.
Pick up if you're there.
I'm just calling to say, hey.
- [Mom] Gracie, Gracie, it's me.
I'm here.
- Shit, Mom, what's up?
- [Mom] It's your father.
They took him in an ambulance.
- Why, what happened?
- [Mom] Well, he said, he
said he felt ill at dinner.
And I think he's had a heart attack.
- Mom, is he okay?
- [Mom] I'm so scared, Grey.
- Okay, calm down.
What did the ambulance guy say?
- [Mom] Nothing.
They took him straight away.
They gave him those electric shock things.
- Are you going to go to hospital?
- [Mom] I had a glass of wine at dinner.
I can't drive.
Will you come and take me in?
I want you with me.
- No Mom, just, just get a cab, okay?
I'll be there as soon as I can.
Which hospital was he at?
- [Mom] He's at Northwest.
- Okay, I'm out of town, so I'm going
to be a little while, okay?
- [Mom] Well, where are you?
- Eddy and I took a little
trip to see his parents.
- [Mom] Please come back, honey.
- Yeah.
Look, give Dad a big hug from me.
I love you.
- [Mom] I love you too.
(heavy breathing)
- [911 Operator] 911, what's
the nature of your emergency?
- Hi, I've been kidnapped
and I'm in a cage.
- [911 Operator] Okay, can
I please take your name?
- Yeah, it's Gracie.
Gracie Blake.
- [911 Operator] Can you tell
me when this happened, Gracie?
- Three days ago.
Look, there should be
someone looking for me.
- [911 Operator] Do you know the identity
of the person who kidnapped you?
- His name's Peter, but that's about it.
- [911 Operator] And do you
know where you're being kept?
- No, but it's near an airport, I think.
- [911 Operator] In Seattle?
- No, that's the thing.
And look, my boyfriend, Eddy
Morano reported me, okay?
There should be someone looking for me.
Can you just trace this call?
- [911 Operator] Miss Blake, I'm going to
put you through to Missing Persons.
(phone ringing)
- [Detective Moss] Missing
Persons, Detective Moss.
- Hi, my name is Gracie Blake.
I think you're looking for me.
- [Detective Moss] Okay, just let me
get my system up and running.
What was the name again, please?
- Gracie, Gracie Blake.
- [Detective Moss] Ah yeah,
missing since the third.
Can you tell me where you are, Miss Blake?
- No, that's the thing.
This guy, he came and he drugged me,
and he locked me in a fucking cage.
- [Detective Moss] Okay,
okay, so talk me through
what happened on the
night of the abduction.
- Why can't you just tell
me if you can find me?
- [Detective Moss] If you
give me all the facts,
we'll have a much better
idea of where to start.
- There's this guy,
his name's Peter, okay?
I don't know his last name.
He came to my apartment and he drugged me.
He used chloroform.
- [Detective Moss] So you know this man?
- No, no, no.
He's a client of mine, okay?
I never met him before this.
- [Detective Moss] And is he there now?
- No, he's not been here.
He phones me.
He says he's in Florida.
- [Detective Moss] Florida?
- Yes, Florida.
He said he's coming back tonight.
Can you please check the
flights or something?
- [Detective Moss] Leave all that to us.
You said he's a client.
What line of work, Miss Blake?
- Chat lines, okay?
I'm not a prostitute.
- [Detective Moss] Okay, can you explain?
- Guys, they call me and they jerk off
while I talk to them, okay?
I don't want to do it, but I have to.
- [Detective Moss] Miss Blake,
I don't care what you do.
I just want to find you.
Now can you describe
where you're being held?
- Ah, it's like a big warehouse.
It's made of metal and it's a dome shape.
- [Detective Moss] And are there
any windows you can see out of?
- No, but I think I'm near
an airport, like really near.
- [Detective Moss] Okay, thank you.
Now we're going to run this
information through our system,
see if it matches anywhere
in the Seattle area.
And we can also run a trace on the call.
Can I call you back on this number?
- Yeah, no, no, no, no.
I need to get out of here.
I need to see my dad, he's in hospital
and I really need to see him.
- [Detective Moss] Okay,
we're going to do all we can.
I'll call you back soon.
You need to remain calm.
Are you okay to do that?
- Can you just get me out of here?
Just somebody help me please?
(crying)
(slow music)
(footsteps departing)
(door clanging)
(car engine roaring)
(phone ringing)
- No, no, no!
Fuck!
(dramatic music)
(screaming)
(phone ringing)
("Stars Above" by Darren Pritchard)
If you fell for me
I would make sure that I kept you clean
How does it feel
When will we breathe
If shooting stars are wished upon
How long will it be
til we run for the sun
(chain jangling)
(plane engine roaring)
(phone ringing)
(shoe thudding)
(shoe thudding)
(shoe thudding)
(shoe thudding)
- Fucking asshole.
(shoe thudding)
(whirring)
He's fucking filming me?
Fucking pervert.
Fuck this!
(screaming)
(whirring)
Peter.
Please let me out of here.
If you let me out of here, I promise
I'll never say a thing to anyone.
I need to see my dad.
He's had a heart attack
and he's in hospital.
I know you said you need to keep me here,
but this is really important.
I might not see my dad again.
(crying)
And I don't want to die in
here without saying goodbye.
Look, my dad's rich, okay?
He'll pay you if you let me out of here.
Please let me out of here.
Please.
(plane engines roaring)
(rain pattering)
Dear God.
(slow music)
Please look after my dad for me.
He's sick.
Please make him better.
Please look after my mom too.
If you can her I love
here, that would be good.
If you've taken my dad already,
then can you tell him
me and Kayla love him.
Kayla, I'm so sorry I let them take you.
Oh God, if you want to take
me too, then that's fine.
Amen.
(helicopter whirring)
(sirens sounding)
Help.
Help!
I'm in here.
- [Detective Moss] Miss
Blake, it's Detective Moss
with the Missing Persons team.
Are you alone?
- Yes, yes, please help me!
- [Detective Moss] Okay,
we need to force the door.
Stay calm, it's going to be okay.
- Yes.
- [Detective Moss] We're getting
some equipment to open it.
- Thank you, thank you, God.
- [Detective Moss] We know
about your father, Gracie.
- Is he okay?
- [Detective Moss] He's dead, Gracie.
Yes, dead.
- No.
- [Detective Moss] Dead.
(screaming)
- [Detective Moss] Dead, dead, dead, dead.
(heavy breathing)
- (grunts) Fuck.
(wings flapping)
(phone ringing)
- [Mom] Hello.
- Mom, it's me.
- [Mom] Oh God, Gracie.
Where are you?
Where the hell have you been?
- Mom.
- [Mom] Jesus Christ,
have you got any idea
how worried we've been, Gracie?
But why do you do this?
- I'm sorry, okay?
- [Mom] Why do you constantly let us down?
You let everyone down.
How do you think your father
has felt you not turning up?
- Is he okay?
- [Mom] You let your
daughter down too, you know?
You do know that, don't you?
- Mom, just stop, okay.
I need to tell you something.
(phone disconnecting)
It's me.
- [Eddy] Where the fuck have you been?
I've been calling for days.
- I know, don't start.
Look, I'm sorry, okay?
- [Eddy] Are you out?
- No.
- [Eddy] Then why the
fucking silence, then?
- He took my phone.
- [Eddy] What, why?
- I called the cops and he punished me.
But I got it back now, and my pills.
- [Eddy] He punished you?
God.
If I ever meet this fucking guy?
- Did you hear about my dad?
- [Eddy] Yeah, of course I have.
Your mom's been on the phone to me
like every five minutes
asking where you are.
- What did you tell her?
- [Eddy] I said I didn't know.
Jesus Grey, what are we going to do now?
- I don't know.
I can't have her knowing
about this, not with my dad.
- [Eddy] I get it.
- Look, I gotta go.
Battery.
- [Eddy] Okay.
I love you, honey.
I'll call the cops.
They should have tracked your cell by now.
- Love you too.
(wings flapping)
(bird squawking)
(phone ringing)
Hello.
- [Peter] Gracie, it's me.
- What do you want?
- [Peter] Look, I'm sorry about the phone.
If I'd known about your dad
I would have returned it earlier.
But I was away.
- How do you know about that?
- [Peter] The same way I
knew you'd called the police.
I told you not to do that, Gracie.
- What do you expect me to do?
- [Peter] I know, I know.
Look, I've charged your
cell so we can keep talking.
- Peter, you have to
let me out of here now.
(slow dramatic music)
- [Peter] It's not finished.
(phone ringing)
- [Dad] Well, hello stranger.
- Hey Dad, how are you?
- [Dad] Yeah, not too bad.
How are you?
I got to lie down for three
days straight, so that's good.
- I'm fine.
It sounds relaxing.
- [Dad] Oh, it is.
So your mom's told me you were in Europe.
That sounds like a fun trip.
- Yeah, it's been amazing.
Some great cities.
- [Dad] So, you've been in London?
We loved it there.
Where are you now?
- Spain.
Flying home though soon
though, Dad, to see you.
- [Dad] Don't you come home on my behalf.
You kids enjoy yourselves.
(slow music)
- Let's not skirt around the subject, Dad.
How's the ticker?
- [Dad] Yeah, it's seen
better days, I think.
The doctors give me 10 to live.
- 10 what?
- [Dad] Nine, eight, seven, six.
- (laughs) So when can you come home?
- [Dad] I've got more
tests in the morning.
- What for?
- [Dad] You'll have to ask your mom.
More tubes in places tubes
ain't supposed to be.
- Ouch.
You get better, Dad.
I'll see you soon, okay?
Love you.
- [Dad] Yeah, okay honey.
You guys have a great time.
Don't you worry about me.
Oh, and do you want to speak to your mom?
- Yeah, sure.
- [Dad] She says she doesn't
want to speak to you, dear.
Something about your
annoying voice. (laughs)
- [Mom] Bob, stop it.
Thanks for calling, dear.
- Thanks, Mom.
- [Mom] You okay?
- Yeah, I'm fine.
Love you.
Bye.
(rhythmic clanking)
(phone ringing)
- (sighs) Hey Mom.
- [Mom] Oh Gracie, I'm so sorry. (sobbing)
- No, no.
- [Mom] The hospital's called.
- No, no, no, no, no!
- [Mom] He's gone, I'm so sorry. (sobbing)
(slow music)
- (sobbing) No!
- [Mom] I'm sorry, baby.
He's gone. (sobbing)
I'm so sorry.
(sobbing)
- Peter.
If you're watching this
or you can hear me,
I need you to listen.
I need to be with my family.
My dad passed away last night
and I need to be with my mom.
I promise that if you let me go
I will never say anything to anyone.
And if anything does happen to you,
I will stand up in court
as a personal witness
and I will tell them that
you are not an evil man.
You're not an evil man, Peter.
(sniffling)
(phone ringing)
Peter.
- [Peter] Hello Gracie.
- Did you hear me?
- [Peter] Yeah, I heard you.
I'm sorry about your dad, really sorry.
- Thank you.
Please let me go.
- [Peter] This is difficult, Gracie.
If I let you go, you need to
give me time to disappear.
- Of course.
Anything you want.
Just ask, just tell me.
- [Peter] Okay, look.
I'm not a monster.
I know you think I am, but I'm not really.
- It doesn't matter.
If you let me go, I will
be grateful forever.
- [Peter] Okay, Gracie.
I'm flying to San Francisco now.
But I'll be in Seattle tomorrow morning.
I'll knock on the door of the warehouse
to let you know I am there.
- Okay.
- [Peter] But it would be
better if you don't see me.
When I knock, cover your
head with your blanket.
Do you understand?
- Yeah, of course, of course.
Thank you so much, Peter.
You don't know what this means.
- [Peter] Okay, okay.
Look, I fly back into
Seattle tomorrow at 8:30.
Once I'm out of the airport,
it will take me 15 minutes to get to you.
- Thank you.
Thank you so much.
- [Peter] See you tomorrow.
(crying)
(slow music)
Oh Mom, pick up.
- [Mom] Hi, you've reached
Sandra and Bob Blake.
We're not home right now,
so please leave a message.
(beeping)
- Hey Mom, it's me.
Okay first off, I'm so sorry.
Really I am.
Things have been a bit
crazy for me lately,
but I'll explain
everything when I see you.
There was really nothing else
I could do to get to you.
Eddy's going to pick me up tomorrow
and he's going to take me straight over.
I'm sorry, Mom.
I'll see you tomorrow.
I love you.
Bye bye.
- [Eddy] Hey, you've reached Eddy Morano.
I'm either too busy or
too lazy to pick up.
Leave a message.
(beeping)
- Hey, honey.
It's me.
I did it.
I think I'm going to be okay.
Call me back.
I love you.
- [Eddy] I'm so sorry I missed your call.
What's going on?
- I spoke to Peter.
He's going to let me go.
- [Eddy] Why?
What did he say?
- I told him about Dad.
Look, I don't think this
guy's a psycho, Eddy.
He said he's going to
let me go because of Mom.
- [Eddy] Where are you?
- I'm in Seattle, I think.
- [Eddy] Okay, how do you know?
- He said I'm about 15
minutes from SeaTac, so.
- [Eddy] Okay, shit.
Should I call the cops, or?
- No, no, no.
Just get the car ready for the morning,
and I'll call you when I'm out.
- [Eddy] Okay, great.
I'll be waiting.
Call me tonight if you need me.
- Okay, gotta go.
I want to preserve these batteries
so I can call you tomorrow.
- [Eddy] Sure, okay.
Good luck, honey.
- See you soon.
- [Eddy] Yeah.
- [Voicemail Service] You have
one new voicemail message.
Message from caller withheld
at 6:58 on 11 September.
- [Peter] Gracie, it's me, Peter.
You have to listen to me carefully.
I am on a plane and we have been hijacked.
(dramatic music)
Three guys have hijacked us.
People are saying that some planes
have been flown into
the World Trade Centre.
I think we could be next, Gracie.
They're turning us round.
I need to talk to some
other people, Gracie.
But I have to say sorry.
I'm so sorry.
Oh God.
I think it's happening.
- No, no, no, no, no.
Tell me where I fucking am.
(phone ringing)
Peter, is that you?
- [Eddy] It's me.
Why are you shouting?
- He's been fucking hijacked.
- [Eddy] Who?
- Peter has been fucking hijacked.
I don't know what's going on, Eddy.
- [Eddy] It's fucking unreal.
They've flown two planes
into the World Trade Centre.
- [Gracie] Who?
- [Eddy] Terrorists I guess,
and one into the Pentagon.
- Why would Peter say that?
- [Eddy] What did he say?
- He said he's been
fucking hijacked just now.
- [Eddy] The news guy's
saying another plane
has been hijacked going to San Francisco.
But don't worry, okay?
I'll find you.
- No, no, no, no, no.
- You said you were in Seattle.
Okay, I'm coming out now.
I've got to go.
Bye, bye, bye, bye.
(phone ringing)
- [911 Operator] 911, please state
the nature of your emergency.
- My name is Gracie Blake.
I'm on your missing persons list.
Please can I speak to Detective Moss.
- [911 Operator] I'm afraid all
our officers are busy this morning.
- No, no, no, no, no,
you don't understand.
I need to speak to him, please.
- [911 Operator] I am
happy to take your number
and pass it on, Miss Drake.
- It's Blake.
- [911 Operator] Excuse me?
- (mumbles) fucking Blake.
Can you please just put me through to him.
- [911 Operator] Okay,
I'll put you through.
(phone ringing)
(phone beeping)
(crying)
(rain pattering)
(bird squawking)
(wings flapping)
(phone ringing)
- Hey.
- [Eddy] Hi, it's me.
Are you okay?
- No.
I'm not going to get
out of here, am I, Eddy?
- [Eddy] Yeah, I'm going to get you out.
I need you to describe
the building you're in.
- I've already described it to the police.
- [Eddy] Well then now
you can describe it to me.
- Metal.
- [Eddy] Okay.
- It's like a big tin dome building.
It's got a curved roof.
- [Eddy] Can you hear anything outside?
- Only the planes.
Even they've stopped now.
- [Eddy] Look, I'm going to work out
what's 15 minutes from
SeaTac and drive round.
It's crazy.
The two towers came down.
- What, with people in them?
- [Eddy] Yeah, thousands.
Look, I'm going to find you, I promise.
- My battery's going to die soon, Eddy.
What happens then?
- [Eddy] Don't worry, I'll find you.
- Bye.
- [Eddy] I love you.
- Tell my mom I love her.
- [Eddy] You can tell her that yourself.
I'm coming to get you right now.
(dramatic music)
(bird squawking)
(wings flapping)
(bird squelching)
(gagging)
(rain pounding)
(thunder clapping)
(lock clicking)
(slow music)
(panting)
(phone ringing)
Hello.
Where are you?
Why have you had your phone off?
I'm still trying, I really am.
- It doesn't matter.
- [Eddy] Christ, are you okay?
- I found an address.
- [Eddy] Shit, what is it?
- It's unit seven.
- [Eddy] Unit seven, okay.
- At Hunts Bay Industrial Centre.
- [Eddy] Yeah.
- Brotherland Avenue.
- [Eddy] Brother what?
- Brotherland Avenue.
- [Eddy] Brotherland, okay.
I'm on my way.
(coughing)
(phone ringing)
- Where are you?
- [Eddy] About 10 minutes
away, honey, okay?
Stay with me.
How's your battery?
- It's bad.
- [Eddy] I'll be with
you soon, honey, okay?
Don't worry.
- I'm going to die here, Eddy.
- [Eddy] No, no you're not.
You're going to be fine.
Just hold on.
Come on, come on.
Jesus fucking traffic, right.
You're still there, Gracie, yeah?
Gracie?
- Yeah.
- [Eddy] Okay.
We'll laugh about this one
day, you know, when we're old.
And tell the grandkids about the time
that I rescued grandma.
Okay, I'll only be five
more minutes, okay?
Did I mention that I'm taking you out
to dinner tomorrow night?
My treat, honest.
Anywhere you want to go.
Apart from the Chinese place.
You know, we hate that place.
Grey, are you there?
- Yeah.
- [Eddy] Good, okay, I'm getting close.
I'm going to be, hang on.
(sirens sounding)
Shit.
I'm going to try and lose them, okay?
Just stay with me, stay with me.
Shit.
No, no, no, don't be assholes.
(dramatic music)
Ah shit, fuck.
(indicator clicking)
Come on, guys, don't be fucking assholes.
- [Man] Get out of the
car, out of the car, sir.
Get out of the car.
I will not ask you again.
- [Eddy] I need you to
find my girlfriend, guys.
She's been kidnapped.
She's on your database.
You've got to listen to me.
I need your help.
- [Man] On your knees, on your knees.
- [Eddy] I've got to
find my girlfriend, guys.
She's been kidnapped.
Put your guns down.
She's on your database.
You've got to listen to me.
- [Man] Listen to me.
(soft groaning)
- [Mom] Hi, you've reached
Sandra and Bob Blake.
We're not home right now,
so please leave a message.
(beeping)
- Mom, it's me.
(slow music)
I'm sorry for everything.
But I'm okay.
You don't have to worry.
I'm going to go now so I
won't be any more trouble.
I'm so sorry I couldn't
be more for you and Dad.
I tried.
We both, we both tried, Eddy and I.
And Kayla.
She loved you, Mom.
I love you.
- [Voicemail Service]
You have no new message
and one saved message.
To hear your saved message, press one.
- [Mom] Hi honey, it's your mom.
Everything's fine here.
She's having a lovely time with Grandpa.
Kayla, come and say hello to Mommy.
(Kayla babbling)
She's having a great day.
Okay, gotta go.
Bye Mommy.
Say bye mommy.
(slow dramatic music)
(door banging)
("Stars Above" by Darren Pritchard)
If you fell for me
I would make sure that I kept you clean
If you (mumbles)
I would make sure
you're my shooting star
When you hit the ground
I'll be there to put my arms around
How does it feel
When will we breathe
If shooting stars are wished upon
How long will it be
til we run for the sun
If you let me dream
I would make sure that I sail your sea
If your love is caged
I will make sure that
your heart's untamed
If you let me love
I would only see the stars above
When will we feel
When will we breathe
If shooting stars are wished upon
How long will it be
til we run for the sun
If you fell for me
I would make sure that I kept you clean
If you (mumbles)
I would sure you're my shooting star
When you hit the ground
I'll be there to put my arms around