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- 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.

We are being watched.

Oh, sweetheart,
did we wake you up?

- We did. I'm sorry.
- Me and Bunny.

Sorry, girls.
What can I say?

Come here, little girl.

- OK, group hug.
- Group hug.

Back to bed. Bye.

- Come on, back to bed.
- Hang on, baby.

I'm gonna get you!
I'm gonna get you!

I'm ready.

- Hi!
- Hello, birthday girl.

- How are you?
- I'm well.

- Are we still 29?
- And a half.

- Oh, let me see, let me see.
- Look what he got me.

Can you stand it?

Oh, my God!
You make me sick.

You know what,
I brought some too.

- You didn't have to do that.
- Yes, I did. It's your birthday.

Bye, Sophie.

Just kidding.

- Patriotic man. That's what I say.
- Yeah, that's a little frightening.

- He looks like your ex-boyfriend.
- Yeah, he does.

Oh, look at this, babe.
Look what she got me.

Nice touch.

Now, ladies, 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
going to have one hell of a long day.

Yeah, we're gonna go wild.

- Gotta go.
- Bye.

- See you tonight.
- Right.

- Diane, I hope to see you later.
- See you, Neil.

You know, you have
the greatest husband ever.

I think you might be right.

Oh, you're beautiful.
You really, really, really are.

Oh, a big launch on Monday, huh?
Yeah, a big launch.

Two years. Two years I spent,
trying to get that Esafeine account.

I just about bust my jaw smiling
at those shitheads...

and the old man gives it to you.
What is your secret, Neil?

OK, I'll tell you
what I'm going to do.

Today, 4:00pm,
we've got the Ronson pitch.

I will hang back
and leave it all to you.

How does 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 wouldn't go that far.
- You're going to go far all right.

Nothing can derail this campaign.
The TV spots... It's nationwide.

The awareness on this thing...
People are going crazy for it.

I'm telling you, it's going
to destroy our competition.

Sad bastards

Anyway, Neil, it's outstanding work.
It's really terrific.

These Esafeine trails are genius.

Thanks.

Those boys at Meeker's
are going to piss themselves.

- There's no chance of a spoiler.
- No, not at all.

You're not going to need me this
afternoon, so I'll see you all at 5.

Yeah, that's nice.

Oh... er... Karl...
about that Ronson pitch...

Yeah, what about it?

I was thinking it might be better
if 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?

I'm easy. I don't know. What do
you say, Jerry? You want to do it?

Yeah, I do. Absolutely.

No. You do it, Neil.

You don't sit on the bench
when you're batting 1 ,000.

Well, if you're sure...

I don't know.
Is that okay with you, Jerry?

- We did the heavy lifting on that.
- No, that's fine.

Good. Yeah.

You just keep
passing every test.

I've got big plans for you, Neil.
Big plans. Do 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?

He's just finishing up with Karl.
Do you want to hold?

Ah-ha, they're planning the little
weekend adventure, are they?

Something like that.

Listen, do you think he'll want to
keep him late again tonight?

- No, I don't think so.
- I've got something special planned.

Judy, can I ask you something?

Between you and me, do you
think this means a promotion?

Well, let's just say
it's looking good.

- You did it again, Neil.
- What can I say?

You've just got
to raise your game, that's all.

Be on it more. Come on. It's
nothing personal. You know that.

- But that's what it takes, right?
- I don't know. Does it?

- What am I supposed to do?
- All right, all right.

- So, how was your day?
- Good.

Yeah?
Well, that was fantastic.

Tastes even better
since I quit the smokes.

0ur song.

What are you thinking?

Oh, you devil.

What if I asked you
to stay this weekend?

Abby, you know I want to.

Hey, stop that.
I was just kidding. Just kidding.

I know how much
this means to you.

How often does he invite an
executive to his country estate?

No, important
for both of us, honey.

"For both of us."

Sophie, Sophie!
Come here. Sophie, Sophie!

- Baby?
- I'm packing.

I love that one on you.

I'm not trying to seduce him, babe.

Well, it'll remind you of me.
It might bring you luck.

- I got it.
- It's almost three.

We'd better get going if you
want to get to Diane's in time.

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
who's going to sit for you tonight.

- Hey.
- Who's that?

Her name's Sharry.
We're playing a game.

- Could I play too?
- OK.

Why don't you go show Helen the
swimming pool you built for Sharry?

Thanks.

Oh, that's a really
cool swimming pool.

- All right, what's wrong?
- She seems old, don't you think?

I thought the agency
would send someone younger.

Someone who could spend all night
on the phone with her boyfriend...

...while the house burns down.
- Fine.

Oh, babe, could you get my black
Prada pressed while I'm gone?

That'll make my
whole weekend, honey.

Bye, sweetheart.
We'll see you tonight, OK?

- Bye, Mommy.
- Bye, honey.

There you go, babe.
Daddy's gonna miss you. Bye-bye.

Don't tell Mom.

- 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.

- Baby, did I pack my razors?
- No, you didn't. I did.

What would I do without you?

- Bye, baby.
- Miss you.

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 going
to offer me a partnership. We don't.

I mean, he may just
want to bond, talk business.

That's if I can even find his 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 would be worth it?

Come on, we were leading separate
lives in Denver. Now look at us.

Do you know what I'm thinking?
To start calling around some agencies.

- 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.

What the hell are you doing?
Get your hands on the wheel!

- Keep your hands on the wheel!
- What do you want?

- What?
- What do you want?

I've got what I want.

- What, are you passing to me?
- Don't do anything stupid.

- Nice and steady.
- OK, I'm steady! I'm steady!

It's for you.

Take it. Take it!

- It's Sophie.
- Oh, Christ, no!

Don't you want to talk?
Shut up!

- Shut up!
- Please, don't!

- Okay!
- Talk, talk!

Sophie. Hi, sweetheart. It's Mommy.
Listen to me. It's just a game.

It's just a game, baby. Listen, do
whatever the lady says, all right?

- Yeah, Daddy's right here, okay?
- That's enough. That's enough.

- Give it to me!
- Let me speak to my daughter!

That's enough.
That's enough. That's enough!

- If you hurt our daughter...
- Abby!

We couldn't give a shit
about your daughter!

- How much do you want?
- How much have you got?

Ninety, ninety-five 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 and you'll
never see your daughter again.

Keep an eye on him, Abby.
Run along now.

- You OK?
- Yeah, I'm good.

- Who is this guy?
- I don't know.

God, you were
right about that woman.

Don't. Stop.
She's going to be fine.

What if they've done something?

He made a call already.

Hi, Abby. How have you been?

- Suzanne? I'm good. How are you?
- Good. Good.

And your daughter?
She must be starting school soon.

I'm so sorry, I'm in such
a rush. I'll see you later.

Sure.
You have a good day now.

What are you doing? Huh?

- I'm calling the cops.
- No. You cannot call the cops.

- Baby, he's right there.
- We can't take the chance.

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.

You think I'm going to risk Sophie's
life for the sake of a few bucks?

You just did.

- Jesus Christ!
- I'm sorry.

Let's just get it over with.

- Hi. How are you?
- Hi.

I'd like to make a withdrawal.

- I'm going to need some ID.
- Sure.

- What do you need him for?
- It's that it's a very large amount.

It's a large amount,
but it's our money, isn't it?

- Of course, sir.
- Then just do it!

Damn it, listen to me. You're going
to blow this whole thing, alright?

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?

- No, Officer.
- OK, then move it.

- Yeah, I'm just...
- Move it now.

Excuse me, Officer.

Cash and cards now.

Chop chop.
Give us your purse. Wallet.

Straight across here.
Straight across right here.

It's over. You've got what you want.
Now, give us back our daughter.

That's every cent we have.

Let's just check it, shall we?

Well...

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 Christ!

- Please, stop it!
- What are you crazy?

Stop it!

What the hell are you doing?

What are you doing?
Get in the car!

- Stop it! Oh, my God!
- For Christ's sake!

Neil!

Left. Go left.

Oh, my God!

People are going to be
wondering where you are, 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, okay?

Yeah. Yeah, sure.
Thanks. Goodbye.

So, what more do you want?

You.

You.

West Side. Now.

Diane, hi. It's Abby.
I don't think I'm going to make it.

- Here you go. That place will do.
- They know me.

I've taken clients there.

Well, now you're
taking a new client.

- Hi. Mr. Randall.
- Good afternoon. Pleasure to see you.

- May I have a table for three?
- Right this way.

May I take your coats?

It's all right.

- What can I get you to drink?
- Nothing, thank you.

A good bottle of wine, red...
something around 200 bucks.

Yes, sir.

All 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, let's put that to a test.

For the next 24 hours, you're mine.
Then you'll get her back.

You got it?

- Can I take your order?
- I guess you've got steak in here.

Yes, sir. Steak dauphinoise.

OK, that'll do. Yeah.
Rare. Thank you.

Sir?

Oh, they're not eating.

- Yeah, that's right.
- You've got to run.

That's right.

Excuse me.

What do you mean,
we've got to run?

Well, you've got to pay
for this somehow...

...and I'm all out of cash.
- What are we supposed to do?

You're going to walk out and
not going to talk to your buddy...

and you're going
to go get some.

Now, 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."

You run along.

That's good.

- Who are you calling?
- A designer I met last month.

Who?

Don't you ever listen to anything
I say? She's four blocks from here.

Voicemail. There's got to 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.
He's just crazy, that's what it is.

Do you know him from work?
Is it somebody you pissed off?

No. What enough that he'd
take our kid? I don't think so.

- I don't know.
- No way.

- We've only got 15 minutes.
- Oh, God!

It doesn't matter.
We've just got to get the money.

- Please, this is important. It's...
- Neil!

We really need your help. Please...

listen to us.
My name is Neil Randall.

And this s my card.
This is my wife.

OK. We need money,
and we're not begging.

- OK, if you could just...
- I'm late for a meeting.

No. No... You get back.

- 0ur daughter could...
- No! Don't!

0ur daughter could die
if you don't help us.

If you don't take your hands off
of me in the next two seconds...

Neil, let him go.
Let's go. I have an idea.

I have an idea.

Excuse me. Excuse me.
We need to sell this bracelet.

- I paid two grand for that.
- We only need 300. OK?

Come on.
We've got to go.

It's a fake.
I'll give you 20 bucks.

What?
It's not a fake.

- Are you kidding me?
- Baby, I paid two grand.

Stop it.

I was kidding.
Kidding.

- I'll give you $200. OK?
- Funny. $300.

No. Forget it.

Yeah, well,
there's just one thing.

I can't forget it.

$300. Now.

Come on.
We've got two minutes.

This way. Okay.

Where did he go?

- Sir?
- Where did he go?

He was sitting right there.

I'm sorry, sir.
I didn't see. I'm...

The man.
He was sitting right there.

- I'm sorry.
- Come on, you must have...

Dead on time.

Now, this place ain't bad.
Might bring the good wife here.

Settle this up, would you, Neil?

Excuse us.

So, you got it?
Quite a performance.

Let's see if you can get to
South Franklin within 20 from here.

I need this delivered in person.

- What's this?
- What's going on?

It's just a little errand for Abby,
Neil. Calm down.

- What is it?
- I don't know.

Give that to me. I'll do it.

I want to get to know you better.
We might have something in common.

- For Christ's sake!
- It's all right. Neil, I can do it.

I can deliver the letter, OK?

Yeah.

Yeah. I know. Take care, okay?

Not worried, are you?

She might see a cop,
start getting ideas.

No, she'll do it.

- Abby!
- Hey. Leave it. Leave it.

You son of a bitch!

Just leave it. OK?
Alright?

Anger is good, Neil.

Come on.

Come on.
Let's go. Let's go.

One word and
your daughter's dead.

- Hey.
- Dad.

It's good to see you, son.
How are you?

What are you doing here?

Well, I just had
to come in for work and...

Well, what about you? I wouldn't
expect to see you on the west side.

Corey, that girl
I met in social studies?

She lives just
down the street, so...

Right. Good.

- Is everything OK?
- Yeah, I'm fine.

You know, just work, the job...
I've got a lot on my mind...

Listen, we've got to run.
I'll catch you later on, OK?

Yeah, sure.

- Could you use a ride, or...?
- Yeah.

Neil, have you
forgotten something?

If you're late, huh...

the wife'll kill you.

I forgot.

Sorry, son. We're pushed for time.
I'll talk to you later. OK?

Sure.

So, you've got a child of your
own and you'd put us through this?

What's he going to think of the
two of you when this comes out?

Have you thought about that?

What's he going to think? Huh?
Tell me.

Come on.

What's he going to think?
What's he going to tell Corey...

when Mom and Dad are on the evening
news? Have you thought about that?

Well, have you?

What the hell are you doing?

How's everything going at work?

I hear advertising's a cut throat
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 Margi's 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 did you get this?
- Oh, 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?

Mr. Carver is due back any minute,
but I can give it to him for you.

No, that's OK. I prefer to 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.

- Are you serious?
- Stop her.

Come on! Come on! Shit!

Hello?

Abby...

it's Neil.

Abby, don't hand
over that envelope.

- What?
- Look, I don't have time to explain.

Just walk out of the office, OK?

- It's fine.
- I 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 says.

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 no!

Shit!

Go on.

I know you're dying for one.

I've 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 "Mr." 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."

Let's see how she's doing.

827.

Hey, it's me.

Any problems?

Good. Fine.

- She's watching cartoons.
- Let me speak to my daughter!

All right. I'll check in later.
Keep the door locked.

There 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 had to do it.

Listen, I've got to pick
something up. You stay here.

Why didn't you
do what I told you?

Because I do what he tells me
to do until he says otherwise.

You know what?
It doesn't even matter.

- I wasn't going to put her 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 career doesn't matter.

Oh, you mean,
the thing that keeps you in luxury?

Yeah, playing blocks with Sophie for
the past six 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.
- Screw you!

- No, this is what he wants.
- Stop!

- Listen to me.
- I have been listening to you.

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?

This is a really great time
to bring that up, baby.

Really great.

I'm sorry.

Neil, his phone!

- His phone...
- He just called the sitter.

We can get the number.
Quick.

- Hurry up! Hurry up!
- 5551215.

- There's got to be something else.
- He's coming.

- Put it down! Put it down!
- I'm not going to let the asshole...

- He thinks he can just...?
- Put it down!

I want this delivered.

There'll 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. Underneath
it all, he's quite the family man.

You're really
beginning to annoy me, Neil.

- But anger's good, right?
- Really beginning to piss me off.

What exactly are you
going to do about that?

Stop it!

Please, get off.

Please, stop.

Will this do you, boy?
Will this do you?

Please! No!

He'll do it!

That box, one hour.

It's OK.
Are you OK, babe? Are you OK?

- It's OK.
- I'm OK.

No, Neil, we can't.
It's too dangerous. Please.

What's he trying to do to us, huh?

He's wiping out our lives...

bit by bit.

I'm calling that number.

After he dialed, the first
thing he said was "827."

Now, why would he say that?

- It's got to 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 eight blocks from here.
- May I help you?

We've got an hour.

Excuse me, please.
I'm sorry. This is an emergency.

- I'm sorry.
- I'm sorry.

Oh, come on.
Are you serious?

- Oh, God, what's next?
- I'm not going to wait to find out.

I'm opening it.

- Neil...
- I've got to 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?

They're here.

A dark-haired 40-year-old woman
with a girl in a pink sweat suit.

- They checked in today.
- All right.

They said that the little girl
seemed really quiet.

Keep her talking.

Excuse me.

Is there a dry-cleaning
service here?

- Yes, ma'am, there is.
- Oh, good.

Honey.

- Honey. We ought to get going.
- Thank you so much.

Take the stairs.

825...
it's the next one.

It's going to be on that side.

It's a TV.

- Wait here.
- No.

- Wait here.
- Be careful.

I'm calling the cops
if anything happens. OK?

The space beneath the rock is
bigger, she who gives migraines.

I want my diary!

Speaking of vacant, anybody
seen Dork, Dork and Dorky?

Wow! Good thing that problem
cleared up, huh, Edd?

Enough is enough, Eddy. My mind
is riddled with unpleasant images!

Please, I implore you!
I could use some help here!

I forget what we're doing!

That's it! I suggest
we sneak back to the house.

We bury the book within its
boundaries and plead amnesia.

I like that! Double Dee,
that's so underhanded!

You think you can get away
with anything...

because you're just that bit
smarter than the rest of us.

Well...
Tell me something, Neil.

How does it feel to be played?

We're just trying
to save our daughter.

Abby!

Where is she?
Where is she?

How come you didn't
have another one, Abby?

I'm not sure you're the perfect
wife you'd like to think you are.

I'm not sure you're even
any better than he is.

- Bastard!
- Leave her alone!

Don't you...!

Look at me.
Are you okay?

Here you go.

Put it on, Abby.

You want to put this on?
Come on, Abby, put it on.

Put it on, Abby.

- Take it. Put it on.
- She's not doing it.

- Why not?
- 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, don't. Don't. I'll do it.

I'll do it.

I'll do it.

Come on, Abby.

Come on.

Look at me.

Stay there, now.

I think she's enjoying this...

danger.

Acting out the victim.

This is the most alive
she's felt in years.

Yeah, let's put the dress on.
There you go.

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?

You be there at eight. You'll
never see either of them again.

- Be where? Be where at eight?
- 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, huh?

- What are you talking about?
- Why don't you have a Scotch?

- Neil!
- Tell me where, for Christ's sake!

Be where?
Prick!

Come on. Hurry up.

Shit.

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!

Shit!

Missing you already.

I made it to the clock tower.

Too late.

No, no. No, I did what
you asked. 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 goodbye.

What? No! Wait.

- Neil!
- Baby, listen to me everything.

Time's up.

Where are you?
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.

Come on. 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!
I can't even see you!

You're not at the edge, or we'd see
you. I want to see you standing.

Wait! Wait!

OK. OK.
I... I see you.

Stand up, Neil.

- Get up! Neil, get up.
- Please, don't do this.

Be a real man for once
in your life.

I'm here! I'm...

Tell him to move back.
It's too dangerous.

- I'm on the edge.
- Steady.

Tell him to move back.
It's enough!

Tell him, please! Please!
He'll kill himself! Listen to me!

- Don't you touch her!
- Come on.

Stay in there.
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?

- Neil?
- What are you talking about?

The answer's up there.

The answer's right there.

- Look around.
- Where?

It's under your nose.

That's it. Come on. You want
to know why, don't you?

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...

with nothing.

Please...

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.

Abby!

Abby!

This can't be...

- I need help.
- Yeah. The line's back there, sir.

No, this is an emergency. My wife
and child have been kidnapped.

There's a psycho
out there, OK?

He's taken my wife
and my little girl.

And he got my car.
He's riding in my car.

It's a Range Rover, RU8383A.

And he's got a woman
who's helping him.

- She's...
- Pretending to be a sitter?

Randall, right?
Your name's Neil Randall?

I just spoke to your wife.

- She was here.
- What?

Wait. When?
What are you...

About half an hour ago.

You've spoken...?
You spoke to my wife?

- Yeah.
- She's OK?

She explained the whole thing.

She said that you might
show up with this story...

that the state you're in,
you'd try anything to stop her.

Wait...
Stop her doing what?

Leaving you.

No, you don't understand.

She's not leaving me.
No. He made her say that.

OK, he's got the whole thing
planned. He's smart. He's...

He is smart alright.

He's got our daughter, and he's
made us, forced us to do everything!

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 to accept it.
All right?

Nothing for you here.
I can't help you.

Alright? Let's go,
I'll walk you out.

- It's all right.
- Oh, baby...

- It's OK. It's OK.
- Are you OK?

- He didn't touch me.
- You promise me?

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, I really
thought I'd lost you.

I thought...

...I thought I'd lost everything.
- It's OK.

Remember that feeling.

Cos the next time I tell you to do
something, you're going to do it?

Right, Mr. Randall?

Good. Now we
understand each other.

Get in the back.

We'll just do it,
whatever it is.

I love you, Abby.

You know that, right?

Look what it takes for us
to get this close.

You guessed 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 any more.

Home, sweet home.

You first, Neil.

To ease the way.

What do I tell him?

Just tell him truth.

Get out.

Just do it.

Hey, Neil.

- I forgot to ask you something.
- What?

- How far would you go?
- What?

To save the things most
important to you.

How far?

I will do whatever it takes
to protect my family.

Yeah, I can understand that,
and that's a great thing.

Because there's 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.

You're 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 ten minutes...

someone else will be.

Have you forgotten
that feeling already?

Ten 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.

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.

Anyways, let's get this jacket off.

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.

Neil, don't you think
I feel guilty too?

Look, 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?

Neil.

Neil?

- Have I done something wrong?
- No.

- Well, then, what is it?
- It's nothing.

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'd 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?

Because he knows about us.

- What?
- He knows everything, Judy.

Tom knows?

- Babe...
- And he's going to kill her.

- What?
- If I don't...

If you don't what?
What?

You're scaring me.

He says he's going to kill her.

What are you doing with a...?

Neil, no!

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.

A life for a life.
Just one little number.

Please don't...

Do it now. Do it now.

Now! Do it!

- I'm sorry.
- No, Neil!

Now do you see...

how much
he really loves you?

You piece of shit!
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
goodbye 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.

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.

You piece of shit!

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.

- You piece of shit!
- No!

Tom! No!

Please.

Stop.

Let me go.
Let me go.

- Let me go.
- Please.

Oh, God.

Where's my daughter?

She's at home
where she belongs.

What's going on?
Baby, are you alright?

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?
It was work.

Yes, but what was
Judy doing there?

Look, it's complicated.

This could cause a lot
of trouble for the company.

- For the company?
...for Karl...

- You're kidding me.
- 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?
- Oh, God...

What matters
right now is Sophie.

He says she's at home.
We've just got to get back...

make sure she's OK.

- What are you doing?
- I need a cigarette.

I'll get it. OK?

Look down here.
I'll check upstairs.

Sophie?

Sophie?

Sophie? Sophie?

God, baby.
Come here. Come here.

Oh, baby...

- Are you OK?
- Daddy?

- 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?

Abby, she's fine.

Abby?

Abby!

I know.

I know.

Abby...

baby, I...

you know...

- Abby...
- Come on.

Look me in the eyes
and lie to me again.

- Tell me how much you love me.
- I do love you, Abby.

Listen to me, Abby, OK?

You and I, we can work
this out together.

We can get through this.
I'll make it up to you.

But we... we almost lost
our daughter today...

and we have her back.
They took Sophie.

Did they?

But you know...

you know they did.

We're sorry. Your call cannot
be completed as dialed.

Please check the number
and dial again.

It's just a game, honey. Okay?
Just do everything the woman says.

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...

...put me through all of that?
- How about this, Neil?

How about months of knowing
you're not good enough? Try that!

Abby!

It didn't mean anything!

- You've got to 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 done.

I get you...
I understand you...

but I don't want you.

Look, you still have everything.

You still have your house, 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?

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