* (LOW, UNEASY MUSIC) (WIND BLOWS, BIRDS CHIRP) (BIRD WINGS FLAP) (SIREN WAILS DISTANTLY) (TENSE MUSIC BUILDS) (TENSE MUSIC INTENSIFIES) (MAN GRUNTS) Copyright Able 2018 (KEYS RATTLE) BOY: Are you sure you got the right keys? BOY: Trust me, it's the right key. GIRL: OK, then, open the door. It shouldn't be taking so long, man. (KEY RATTLES, LOCK TURNS, BEEPING) GIRL: 20, 19,... (ALARM BLARES) ...18,... Rocky, those are very slow seconds. (ALARM CONTINUES BLARING) ...17, 16,... Yo, kill that already. Dude, come on. ...15, 14,... (ALARM CONTINUES, BEEPING) ...13, 12,... Oh, that's what I'm talking about. ...11, 10, 9... (BEEPING, ALARM SWITCHES OFF) I told you this was going to be fancy. All right. So, just like last time ` no cash. The total take has to fall below 10 Gs. Yeah, yeah. Whatever, Judge Judy. Come on. Let's do this. (SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC) (GLASS SHATTERS) (SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC CONTINUES) (LAUGHS) (EXHALES, SIGHS) OK, let's get out of here. (KEYS BEEP) (SMASH! GLASS CLATTERS, RAPID BEEPING, ALARM BLARES) (MOODY AMBIENT MUSIC) Hey, Rocky, did you hear that Kopecky's moving away? Everybody's leaving. You know, we keep hitting houses like today's, Rocky, and... Bye-bye, Detroit. And hola, California. Wait, wait. You're going away, Rock? Yeah, as soon as I can. When are you...? When are you coming back? Never. You should come with us. I... What? Everyone else is gone. I got my dad here. I'll miss you, then. (EERIE PIANO MUSIC) Dad? You home? (LOW, TENSE MUSIC) (MUSIC CONTINUES) Yo, this is it, man? Minus my 40%. Take it or leave it. There's a fucking Rolex in there, bro. And what do you think, I'm going to put it up for auction at Sotheby's? Do you know how much people on the street pay for a hot Rolex? You want money? Then steal money. Fucking bullshit, bro. Do you want this new tip or not? All right. Let's hear it. 1837 Buena Vista Street. House is with your dad's security company. I already checked. Guy who owns it is an Army vet loner. No family. Just him in the house. That part of the city is a ghost town. It looks like a dump. That's actually good news. How's that good news? The story goes, some preppy girl a few years ago ran over this guy's daughter. Jesus. The daughter dies and this preppy, rich-ass family pays him off. Gives him a big-ass 'sediment'. Settlement. Blow me, Your Honour. All right, this guy is sitting on at least... (DRUMS ON TABLE) 300 K. Boom! I mean, if I deliver this stake to Raul... Man, he will shit his pants. Do you think the money's in the house? I don't know. Let's go find out. Guys, no. We don't do cash. Above 10 K, it's major larceny. That means 10 years if we get caught. We won't get caught. OK, and then what? That amount brings a serious cop presence. They'll do an investigation. My dad can get in trouble. I knew you'd bitch out, man. I just knew it. Alex, if we do this right, we never have to do it again. (CHAIR SCRAPES) Where are you going? We're not doing this one. Seriously? Give us the fucking keys, man. We'll fucking do it. Alex! (UNSETTLING MUSIC) (CELL PHONE CHIMES) (SOMBRE MUSIC) (UNSETTLED MUSIC) (CLICKS) READS: Gulf War veteran reaches six-figure settlement. MUTTERS: Six-figure settlement. All right. (CHILD YELLS, BABY WAILS) MAN ON TV: The suspect was leaving the rear entrance of the club. Are you done, Diddy? Be a doll and get your mother a large four-cheese from Tony's. (MICROWAVE BEEPS) So, Trevor's living here now? Don't be a bitch, Roxanne. It's just a few months till he can find a new job. You have no money in here. You pay for it, then. I know you're making money. (SIGHS HEAVILY) I'm done. Your lips look sore. That's how you're making your cash out there? (CHUCKLES) Huh? (TAP RUNS, TREVOR CHUCKLES) OK, Diddy, let's go for a walk. I want to go to the beach. Yeah, well, it's not summer, monkey head. I want to be a surfer. There's no surf in Michigan. Not fair. Yeah, well,... some things you can't change, baby. (CELL PHONE VIBRATES) No matter how unfair they are. What a bummer. Hey, you know where there is surf? California. What do you say you and I move there together? Would you like that? OK. I promise, then. (IMITATES EXPLOSION) (UNEASY MUSIC) (CROW CAWS) (SIGN CREAKS) (CRICKETS CHIRP) (UNEASY MUSIC CONTINUES) (LEAVES RUSTLE) (BEEP!) (CROW CAWS) (UNSETTLING MUSIC) (SLOW, UNSETTLING PIANO) (SQUEAKING) (SIGHS, GRUNTS) Is that a new tattoo? Yeah. I got it last night. Is it a...? Ladybug. Why a ladybug? What? When my dad left, my mom started drinking, and she told me that... my dad's leaving was all my fault. And I missed him a lot, so I'd cry. She got so fed up with the crying that she would lock me in the trunk of her car. Sometimes for hours. But there was this, um,... a little hole in the trunk, and one time a ladybug flew in, kept me company. It made me feel safe. When I reach California, I'm gonna colour this tat, and that's the last time I will mark my body. If we get this money, I'm going away with you guys. I know you will. (FOOTSTEPS APPROACH, CAR DOOR OPENS) At least four blocks around, houses aren't occupied. No people means no Five-O on patrol. It's gonna be a piece of cake. The guy's a shut-in, hasn't left his house in, like, five days. I say we do it with him in the house. I'll get a chloro-bomb. (THUD! DOG BARKS ANGRILY) Jesus. Fucking A. YELLS: Get off my fucking car, dog shit! (DOG CONTINUES BARKING) (SHARP WHISTLE) (DOG BARKS) Shit. That's our guy. (DOG BARKS) (DARK MUSIC) (CANE TAPS ON PAVEMENT, DOG BARKS) Wait, is he blind? He lost his sight in Iraq or something. That's kind of fucked up to rob a blind guy, isn't it? Just because he's blind don't mean he's a fucking saint, bro. (CAR KEYS RATTLE) We do this tonight. (ENGINE STARTS) (LOW, SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC) (FOOTSTEPS, CRICKETS CHIRP, DOG BARKS) The whole neighbourhood is fucking empty. This guy's the last man standing. The lights are out. He must be asleep. He's blind. Lights off doesn't mean anything. It's 2am. He's sleeping. Let's take care of that dog first, yeah? (LOW, SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC CONTINUES) (DOG BARKING) (ANXIOUS MUSIC BUILDS) (DRAMATIC NOTE) (DOG BARKS) Come on, man. (BARKS) (GRUNTING, OBJECT HITS GROUND) (GROWLS, PANTS) (CHEWS) He's chewing it. It'll be lights out in a sec. (KEY RATTLES) There's four locks. You got the other keys? I only have the one. (SIGHS) Fuck me. (KEYS CLATTER) Why wouldn't he give backup keys to the security company? Because the money's in there, and the paranoid fuck doesn't trust nobody. Let's check for a side door? (LOW, TENSE MUSIC) (GRUNTS) (METAL CLANGS) (DOG PANTS) (DOG HUFFS, SNORTS) Sweet dreams, pup. (CRICKETS CHIRP) What's that? We just have to point this in the general direction of the master keypad, and it'll kill the alarm. (RAPID BEEPS) OK, open the fucking door, Dexter. (LOCK TURNS) Yes. Got it. Shit. What's wrong? It won't open. (GRUNTS) This guy isn't messing around. There's a bolt here. (CLANKING) I can feel it. GROANS: Come on! WHISPERS: That's too loud. That's too loud. Fucking stop. (BREATHES HEAVILY) What about that window? There's no bars on it. I can fit in there. What? No. We're not sending you in there alone. Nobody's sending me anywhere. I'm going myself. Help me up. Here, Rocky. You only got 30 seconds. OK. (THUDDING, SMASH!) (CLICKING) (WINDOW SHUFFLES) (BEEPING) (SLOW, STEADY BEEPING) (BEEPING CONTINUES DISTANTLY) (GLASS CREAKS) (BEEPING CONTINUES) (GLASS CLATTERS) (BEEPING CONTINUES) (BEEPING SPEEDS UP) (LONG, SUSTAINED BEEP, SWITCHES OFF) (AMBIENT TENSE MUSIC) * Slow your roll, fool. She must have got it by now. She's fine. Yeah, like you really give a fuck. What'd you say? That's my bitch in there. Of course I give a fuck. Let me give you some advice. Be a good friend, and stay in the fucking friend zone, all right? (DOOR CREAKS) Are you OK? Yes. Shoes off. (MUSIC INTENSIFIES) (FLOORBOARDS CREAK) (LOW, UNEASY MUSIC) (ELECTRICITY BUZZES) What the fuck? Hey. (LOW, PIERCING MUSIC) (CREAKING) (TENSE MUSIC) (HEAVY BREATHING) Hey. Hey. OK. (FLOORBOARDS CREAK) (FLOORBOARDS CREAK) CHILD SINGS DISTANTLY: # I love you. (SINGING CONTINUES) (CHILD CHATTERS ON TV) CHILD ON TV: Just three ` one, two and three. Three seeds in there in the cup. It's all empty. (CHILD CONTINUES TO CHATTER INDISTINCTLY ON TV) (TENSE MUSIC) WOMAN ON TV: What are you doing? Planting a tree! How big is the tree gonna get? As big as the sky! Wow. (DOOR CREAKS) What does a tree need to grow? Water, seeds, soil, and... sun. Sounds good. (WATER PATTERS) (CLICK!) (GASPS) CHILD ON TV: # This will be your Valentine. # Valentine, Valentine. # This will be your Valentine. # I love you. (BREATHES DEEPLY) Then it will grow. Um, can I have more water? (SWITCHES TV OFF) (BED SPRINGS CREAK, MAN GROANS) (HISSING) (DOOR CREAKS) Done! (GASPS SHARPLY) What the fuck, dude? The guy's gassed out. (STAMMERS) He's out. He's in Sleeping Beauty mode. It's fine. Guys. That's a big-ass lock. If the money's in the house,... probably in there. You think you can crack it open? Yeah, I got this. (CLATTERING) (GRUNTS, GROANS) Fuck. (GRUNTS) Come on! (LOUD CLANGING) Jesus. Do you have anything else? Yeah. Yeah, yeah. I've got a more powerful tool. (PANTS) What the hell is that? It's a 9mm Beretta. Gangster-style, bitches. (GUN CLICKS) Why'd you bring a gun? This is a soldier's house, Alex. Like I'm gonna come in here without some chrome. Money. You've never shot a gun before. Yeah, well,... it's time to pop that cherry cos I'm gonna pop that shit like a fucking tuna can. Do you have any idea what bringing a gun to a burglary means? Yeah. It gives me a better chance to defend myself, Alex. No, it means you just gave this guy the legal right to shoot us. Rocky, let's go. No, no, no, no. I think we should stay. We have to leave. This is not good. You don't really think just cos you jerk off to her Instagram selfies that makes you a Romeo? Think again, bitch. (GUNSHOT, LOCK CLATTERS) (LOW SIZZLING) (GUN CLATTERS) Fuck. I'm so out. Alex. Ah! (DOOR JAMS, SCRAPES) Who... Who's there? OK, man. Just chill, all right? Look, um,... I was wasted, and I wandered in, so that was my bad, all right? So, I'm just gonna... I'm just gonna leave, OK? Stay right fucking there. Don't you fucking move. (DOOR SLAMS, GUN COCKS) Yeah, that's right. I know what's in there, and I ain't leaving without it. You got me? Now, you do as I say, all right? Don't take one single step, all right? Huh? (PANTS) Well, do you hear me or what? What, are you blind and deaf all of a sudden? Huh?! Motherfucker. I said stop. I think you fucking heard me. Sorry. Don't you move. What the fuck are you doing, you old man? I'll fucking shoot you. (BREATHES SHALLOWLY) Don't you fucking test me. You're a fucking pussy. What are you gonna do now, huh? Huh? You better fucking stop. STRAINED: Stop! (BOTH GRUNT) (GRUNTS) (JANGLING MUSIC) PAINED: Don't make me fucking kill you, man. (PANTING) (COUGHS, EXHALES SHARPLY) STRAINED: Please. Please. Please, just let me walk. Let me walk. Leave me alive. (GASPS FOR BREATH, CRIES) Please. How many of you are there? What? How many? (GROWLS) (PANTS) (CHOKES, PANTS) It's just me, man, all right? It's just fucking me. (CRIES) Just let me go! SOBS: Please let me go. (SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC) (GASPS, COUGHS) Just let me go. (PANTS) OK. OK. OK. OK, I swear to God... (LOUD GUNSHOT) (PIERCING NOTE, INTENSE MUSIC) (BODY THUDS) (EERIE MUSIC) (MUSIC CONTINUES) (THUD!) (THUD!) (THUD!) (RAPID BANGING) (GASPS) (THUD!) (HEAVY BREATHING) * (LOW BUZZING) (EERIE TONE) (OBJECT CLATTERS) (BREATHES DEEPLY) (BREATHES SHALLOWLY) (LOUD BANG) (SCRAPING, CLATTERING) (LOUD BANGING) (UNSETTLING MUSIC) (BANGING CONTINUES) (BANGING CONTINUES DISTANTLY) (BREATHING) (UNSETTLING MUSIC CONTINUES) (CELL PHONE VIBRATES) (HAUNTING TONE) (EERIE MUSIC) (KEYS BEEP) (SAFE OPENS) (KEYS BEEP) (SAFE CLOSES) (SCRAPING, CREAKING) (WIND BLOWS) (TENSE AMBIENT MUSIC) (MUSIC CONTINUES) (MUSIC INTENSIFIES) Rocky. Hey, are you OK? Are you OK? Maybe... Maybe we should call the cops before he does. We'll come clean. Hey. Wait. What? (KEYS BEEP) (UNSETTLED MUSIC) (KEYS BEEP) There's a lot more than 300 grand in there. That's got to be about a million dollars. OK, let's get out of here. (LOW, SINISTER MUSIC) The storm cellar door ` door's bolted from the inside. That could be our way out. Let's go. (BANG!) (SHRILL, PIERCING NOTE) (RUSTLING) (GRUNTS) (BODY SCRAPES, GRUNTING) (FLOORBOARD CREAKS) (LEGS THUD) (CELL PHONE VIBRATES LOUDLY, GUNSHOT) (CELL PHONE CONTINUES VIBRATING) (CELL PHONE SMASHES) (BODY SCRAPES, GRUNTING) (DOOR CREAKS) (DRAMATIC, SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC) Let's go. (MUSIC CONTINUES) This way. What? Oh, shit. The phone died. Fuck. (LOUD WHIRRING) (BANG! BANG!) (GRUNTS) (SNIFFS) (SNIFFS) (SNIFFS) Hm. (SNIFFS DEEPLY) Hm. Hm. (TENSE, POUNDING MUSIC) (PANTS) (KEYS BEEP) (DRAMATIC NOTE) (BREATH STUTTERS) (KEYS BEEP) (UNEASY MUSIC) Oh! (CRIES OUT) (PANTS RAPIDLY) (CREAKING) (ELECTRICITY BUZZES) Where's the door? I don't know. Where is it? Do you see it? (WOMAN CRIES OUT, ROCKY SCREAMS) (BELLS RING) (DARK, AMBIENT MUSIC) (MUSIC CONTINUES) (MUFFLED SPEECH) (WOMAN CRIES) MUFFLED: Please help me. SHAKILY, MUFFLED: Please! We need to get the fuck out of here right now. Come on. Let's go. Look, the door's right here. (PANICKED MUFFLED SPEECH) What? (WOMAN CONTINUES VOCALISING) Rocky? Rocky! (VOCALISING) Rocky, listen, listen. Hey, that's our exit. The door's right fucking there. We can leave right now. (MUFFLED PROTESTS) She's the one who killed his daughter. We have to get her out of here. No, no, no. Rocky, we don't have time. We'll get out of here, and we'll call the cops. (WOMAN VOCALISES) And then they'll come find her, all right? (VOCALISES) (FOOTSTEPS THUD) (WOMAN VOCALISES SHAKILY) (FLOORBOARDS CREAK) (FLOORBOARDS CREAK) (BREATHES DEEPLY) (TENSE MUSIC) The code from the safe upstairs. Do you remember it? Um... 2978, 78, 78, 2978. (KEYS BEEP) 2-9-7-8. OK. Got 'em. (WOMAN CRIES) (CLATTERING) He's coming. Hurry up. OK. One more, one more. (KEYS JINGLE) Fuck. Fuck! (WHIMPERING) I almost have it. Almost... OK. I don't care what you did. I'll get you out of here. Go, go! Go! (GRUNTING) (PAINED GRUNTS, PANTING) (SCRAPING) There's the door. There it is. (INTENSE MUSIC) Are you OK? Mm. (GRUNTS) What's wrong? (RATTLING) What's wrong? It's locked. You have the keys. Don't you have the keys? (KEYS JINGLE) One of these should open it. Come on. (BANGING) Come on. (MUFFLED WHIMPERING) Come on. OK. Yes. (GRUNTS) Come on. (MUFFLED SCREAMING) (GRUNTS) (YELPS) (ROCKY AND ALEX SCREAM) (CRICKETS CHIRP) (GROANS WEAKLY) (DRAMATIC NOTE) (SQUELCHING) (DRAMATIC NOTE) (STUTTERING BREATHS) (GASPS) (PANTS) (CLATTERING) (LOW, TENSE MUSIC) He shot her. (TENSE MUSIC CONTINUES) (BLOOD SQUELCHES) No. No! No. (BREATHES SHAKILY) No! (CRIES OUT) (BREATHES SHAKILY) (CRIES) CRIES: My baby. (SOBS) YELLS: No! No! No! (DRAMATIC STRING MUSIC) (GRUNTING, DOOR SHUTS) (MUSIC CONTINUES) We have to go back upstairs. (THUDDING CONTINUES) Yeah, listen. Listen, OK? These keys ` they match the locks on the front door. All right? If we get up there, we can get out. OK? (SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC) Let's go now. (PANTING) Shit. (CLANG!) (GLASS SHATTERS, ELECTRICITY BUZZES) (DISCORDANT TENSE MUSIC) (PANTS) Alex? (GLASS SHATTERING) (WHIMPERS, PANTS) (BREATHES SHAKILY) (MUSIC CONTINUES) (FAN RATTLES) (KNOCK!) (CLANGING) (SHALLOW BREATHING) (SHALLOW BREATHING) Rocky? (LOUD GUNSHOT, ALEX YELPS) (SHRILL, PIERCING NOTE) (DRAMATIC TONE) (GASPS FOR BREATH) (GUN CLICKS, ALEX GASPS) Please don't... (GRUNTS) (GUN CLATTERS) STRAINED: No, please... (CHOKES) (GASPS FOR BREATH) (BANGING) (YELLS) (CLATTERING) (AGITATED MUSIC) (SHUFFLING, FOOTSTEPS) Rocky? (GASPS) Alex! (PANTS) Alex. Rocky, Rocky. Rocky, let's go. Let's go. This way. This way, come on. This way. Come on, come on. Come on. Oh, come on. WHISPERS: Where am I? Where is it? Light. I see light! Come on, come on. (BOTH BREATHE HEAVILY) (FOOTSTEPS APPROACH) (GRUNTS) (TENSE MUSIC) Don't... run. (DOG GROWLS) (LOW GROWLING) Rocky,... (KEYS JINGLE) ...go to the door. Try the blue key. (GROWLING CONTINUES) Do it. OK. (BARKING, GROWLING) Easy. Easy, buddy. (GROWLING) Fuck. (GROWLING CONTINUES) Rocky? Yeah. (GROANS) Come on. Easy, buddy. Easy. It's OK. (ROCKY GRUNTS) OK, that's a good boy. That's good. All right. That's... That's good. That's good. (BANG!) Oh! (GROWLS, BARKS) Run, now. Go, go, go! Upstairs, now. Go. Go, go! (DOG GROWLS) Go! There's a door! Come on! Let's go. (DOG BARKS) Hey, move this. Come on. (SCRAPING) Are those blocked up too? Yeah. We're trapped in here. * (SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC) (CLICKING) Rocky, the remote. Do you have it with you? Come on. OK. (RAPID BEEPS) What are you doing? I'm pressing the panic button. If I manage to get in range, the system will call 911 and the police will come. No. Wait, we can't go to jail. No. No, we won't. OK? This is robbery versus kidnapping and murder. The police won't care about us or why we were here in the first place. We would've helped them get this guy. But then we wouldn't keep the money. (BANG! BOTH EXCLAIM) (BANG!) We need to get out of this room. (THUD!) (THUD!) Go! Alex! (BANGING CONTINUES) What are you doing? Go! (ROCKY GRUNTING) (GRUNTS) No! (DOG GROWLS, BARKS) No, no, no! (WINDOW SHATTERS) (GLASS CRACKING) (GRUNTING) (TENSE MUSIC) (PANTING) (GRUNTS, PANTS) (DOG SNIFFING) (DOG GROWLS) (GRUNTING) (DOG BARKS, GROWLS) (GRUNTS) (DOG BARKS) (SHRILL AMBIENT MUSIC) (GRUNTING CONTINUES) (INTENSE MUSIC) (GLASS CLATTERS) (GASPING) (RAPID BEEPS) (SHAKY BREATHS) (DISCORDANT MUSIC) (SILENCE) (TENSE MUSIC BUILDS) (BANGING) (FOOTSTEPS ECHO) (CRIES OUT) (GRUNTING) (GASPS FOR BREATH) (SHATTERING, GRUNTING) (GRUNTING) (LOUD RUMBLING) (WASHING MACHINE RUMBLES) (EXCLAIMS) (SWITCHES MACHINE OFF) (BOTH GRUNT) (GASPING) (GROANS, GASPS) (CRASHING) (GRUNTING) (CHOKES, GASPS) (RAPID BEEPS) (GRUNTS) (SQUELCHING) (SHALLOW BREATHING) (GROANS) (WHIMPERS) (STUTTERING BREATHS) (GRUNTS, PANTS) (STRAINED GROANS) (WIND GUSTS) (CRICKETS CHIRP) (RATTLING) (GRUNTING) (BANG!) (THUDDING) (WINDOW GRATE LANDS) (DRAMATIC NOTE) (GRUNTING) (JANGLING, DISCORDANT MUSIC) (CRIES OUT, PANTS) (GRUNTS) (YELPS, GROANS) (CRIES OUT, PANTS) (BREATHES RAPIDLY) (GRUNTING) (GASPING) (DARK, MOODY MUSIC) * (LOW BUZZING) (EXHALES SLOWLY) (CHAINS RATTLE) (WHIMPERS) Please let me go. Please let me go! I... (PANTS) I understand you. She killed your daughter. You wanted her to pay. I understand that. I won't tell anyone. You understand nothing. Only a parent could know the... bond between a father and his child. She should have gone to prison, but... rich girls don't go to jail. None of this is going to bring your daughter back. That's not really true. Cindy took my child away from me. I thought... it's only fair... that she give me a new one. She was pregnant with my baby. (LOW, UNSETTLING MUSIC) You killed them both. (BREATHES SHAKILY) No. Well, they would be alive if you hadn't broken into my home. No. (MUSIC CONTINUES) You have to be held accountable. (MUSIC INTENSIFIES) (SHALLOW BREATHING) (SCRAPING) (DARK, AMBIENT MUSIC) (DOG BARKS) (PANTS) (DOG CONTINUES BARKING) (DRAMATIC TONE) (EERIE MUSIC) (CREAKING, BANG!) (WHIMPERS) Please. Please, God. God? There's no God. It's a joke. It's a bad joke. You tell me what god would allow this. What are you doing? I'm not a rapist. I never forced myself on her. Stop. I promised I would set her free just as soon as she gave me a child. But now she's gone. But I'm done waiting. Ah! No! No, no. (DARK AMBIENT MUSIC) You can't do this to me. There's nothing a man cannot do once he accepts the fact that there is no god. No! No. No, no, no, no! YELLS: No! No! You're strong. (PANTS) You're young. (CONTINUES PANTING) You'll breed well. No. Get away from me. No! SHRIEKS: No! No! (CRIES) No. (CONTINUES CRYING) (SHUSHES) Nine months,... and I will give you your life back. (PANTS) (BONE CRUNCHES) (DRAMATIC NOTE) (DISTORTED YELL) (CRIES OUT) (PIERCING TONE) DISTORTED: Are you OK? Rocky... (PANTS) Rocky, did he... Did he hurt you? Rocky? (PANTS) You fucking bastard. (GRUNTING) (CHOKES, SPITS) Oh, whoa, whoa, hey, Rocky. Rocky. Rocky. Rocky, it's over. Come on. How's that taste? (GASPING) (BOTH PANT) Now what? Come on. You're going to rot in prison for what you've done. Rocky, we can't involve the cops now. If we steal a million in cash and then lead the cops here, he'll tell them about us. Our blood is all over. They'll get to us in a second. You got what you came for. Now take it. GROWLS: Get out of my house! Look, he's buying our silence. He needs us to take the money. It's one or the other. Whatever you choose, I'm with you. OK. (KEYS JINGLE) This one. Let's get out of here. I need to find the key. All right. That key won't... (LOCK TURNS) I got it. (GUNSHOTS) (GASPS) (BODY THUDS) (INTENSE MUSIC BUILDS) (PANTING) You're worthless out here. (DOG GROWLS) Fuck. (GROWLING) Shit! (PANTS) (BARKS) (DRAMATIC TENSE MUSIC) (DOG GROWLING) (BARKING) (GROWLING) (THUD! GROWLING) Fuck. Fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck! (GROANS) Fuck! (BREATHES SHAKILY) (BARKING) (THUD! BARKING) (SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC) (GROWLING, WHIMPERING) (EXCLAIMS) (BARKING) (WHINES) (PANTS) (DRAMATIC TONE) (SQUEALS) (SHRILL, PIERCING TONE) (DARK AMBIENT MUSIC) (DOOR CREAKS OPEN, WHIMPERING) (KEYS JINGLE AT LOCK) (POIGNANT PIANO MUSIC) WHISPERS: I'm sorry, Alex. I'm so sorry. (RAPID BEEPS) (ELECTRONIC DIALLING) (ALARM BLARES) (YELLS, GROANS) Argh! (ALARM CONTINUES BLARING) Argh! Ugh! (GUNSHOT, GLASS SHATTERS) (ALARM CONTINUES BLARING, GLASS SHATTERS) (CRIES OUT) (ALARM CONTINUES BLARING) Argh! Argh! Argh! Argh! (YELLS) (SHATTERING) (YELLS) (ALARM CONTINUES BLARING, GUN CLICKS) No. (RAPID BEEPS, FLOORBOARD CREAKS) Oh! (GRUNTS) (GRUNTING) (PANTS) (DRAMATIC TONE) (DOOR SHUTS) (SIREN WAILS DISTANTLY) (SIRENS CONTINUE WAILING) What is that? You and me at the beach. MAN ON PA: Train service to Los Angeles will be boarding shortly on platform six. REPORTER ON TV: This house behind me on Buena Vista belongs to a retired Army vet who fought for our country in Iraq and lost his sight as a result of a grenade splinter. Last night, two burglars broke into his home and attempted to rob and brutally attack him. This visually impaired man was able to defend himself, shooting and killing both his attackers on the spot. Now, the man did sustain some injuries, but doctors say he is in stable condition. He'll be released from the hospital soon and able to return to his home. No goods were reported stolen by the victim. I'm Dayna Clark, WADL News. (EERIE MUSIC) Captions by Jean Teng. www.able.co.nz Captions were made with the support of NZ On Air. Able 2018