Echoes in the Dark (2024) Movie Script

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THE MEMORY OF THE DARKNESS
I did the bare minimum,
just like you asked.
But the injectors need cleaning,
otherwise,
you risk getting stranded.
And how much would that cost?
Roughly, around 1.000 euros.
1.000 euros?
Forget it, we'll do it another time.
Well, as you wish.
How much do I owe you?
300?
250?
280?
That's okay. 270, we're good.
Thank you.
Fuck it.
Hello.
This is Paolo Rinaldi.
How are you?
Yes, yes, I'm pretty good too.
I was calling about that job...
Yes, yes, the university project.
Oh, it got approved?
That's great news.
No.
No, nobody... Nobody told me.
Good thing I called, then.
So, when should I start?
Oh, perfect.
Yes, I'll wait for you to send me
the address,
and I'll head over there tomorrow.
Perfect.
Thanks, you too.
Have a good evening.
What the hell...
Where the hell did this cash
come from?
Jesus Christ!
Christ!
What the fuck do I do?
Christ!
112, what's your emergency?
Hello, can you hear me?
Hello?
Hello?
112. We've received a call
from your number.
Oh... No, no.
I'm sorry,
I accidentally hit the emergency button.
Are you sure? Is everything okay?
Yes, yes, everything is fine.
I'm sorry once again
for the inconvenience.
All right, have good evening.
Good evening to you too.
Christ, don't shoot!
Don't shoot, fuck, goddamn it!
Who are you?
I don't want trouble!
Tell me who the fuck you are!
Just some pictures!
I just need to take some fucking pictures
of this place!
Listen...
I...
I don't want trouble.
I haven't seen anything.
Whatever happened here
has nothing to do with me.
I just want to leave, okay?
Christ.
What time is it?
What?
What time is it?
Twenty past midnight.
How long have you been here?
I don't know, not long.
I didn't hear you.
What the fuck did you say?
Maybe half an hour.
Look, just let me go.
You're not going anywhere.
Try to leave and I'll shoot you.
Got it?
Got it?
Listen, if you do exactly what I say,
everything will be fine,
and I'll let you go.
Come out of there, slowly, okay?
Did you hear me?
I'm not moving from here.
Look...
I... I just want to leave, okay?
Okay, okay.
I'm coming out now.
Don't shoot, okay?
I'm coming out.
I'm unarmed, don't shoot.
I won't shoot.
Get out, slowly.
Don't shine that flashlight on me!
Let me see you.
Okay, good.
Now, shine it to your right.
Now to your left.
Are there any other bodies
on the ground?
No, just these.
Okay.
Okay. Get closer.
Come here.
Hand me the flashlight.
This is yours, huh?
I don't want any trouble.
Get that tarp.
What?
Move! Get that tarp from over there!
Pick up that stuff.
All the bags.
Drag me over there.
Drag me over there!
How?
Drag me over there, come on!
Come on, move!
Drag me over there!
But how am I supposed to do that?
You drag me!
You drag me.
How the fuck do you think
you should drag me?
You drag me!
Come on!
Come on!
Stop, stop, stop.
Go in that direction.
What are your intentions?
Keep going.
Stop, stop!
What's going on?
Shh.
Keep going.
Move those bins.
But...
Move those bins, come on!
Come on.
Come on!
Move those bins!
He should have a bag with him.
Look for it.
Come on, go look for it.
Look behind him, will you?
Check the bins, search somewhere.
Look over there, I don't know,
just look!
There's no bag.
What do you mean there's no bag?
There's no bag?
You piece of shit!
Where the fuck did you put
that fucking bag?
You came by car, didn't you?
Yes.
Let's go get it.
Come on, open it, open it!
Open it.
How far is your house?
About 30 kilometers, why?
Do you live alone?
Yes.
All right, then. Drive.
Let's go.
What's that stench?
The injectors.
They're leaking.
So you where there to take pictures.
Yeah.
And what the fuck is there
to photograph in that place?
The machinery,
the architecture...
It's for an industrial
archaeology project.
But tonight it looks like you were doing
something else to make some extra cash.
Am I wrong?
Ow...
Ouch!
Hand me the towel.
You have a daughter?
Yes.
How old is she?
She's turning six in a few days.
Have you already picked out a gift?
I don't know,
I think a stuffed animal.
A stuffed animal.
What kind of stuffed animal?
A stuffed unicorn.
Ah, a unicorn.
Your wife is really pretty.
Ex-wife.
We've recently separated.
Divorces are a total mess.
Especially with kids involved.
I know
because I've been through it too.
One day I was fine, the next
I was sleeping with the bums.
Then, out on the street,
I made the right connections.
Do you have a beer?
That's a nice watch you got there.
I'm crazy about watches.
I've lost my favorite one
in that damn factory.
What are your intentions?
Get my money back.
I meant, with me.
I don't know yet.
I need to use the bathroom.
Go ahead.
Hey, put the phone there.
But it's broken,
ever since you shot me.
I don't give a shit.
Put the phone there.
And if you don't mind,
leave the door open.
I can't do it if you're watching me.
Hmm, okay.
All right.
Hey, open the door.
Hey, open it!
Hey!
Open the door!
Open this fucking door!
Open it!
You've really pissed me off!
Open up, fuck!
If you don't pay up by the end
of the week, you're screwed!
Do you understand?
Next time, I'll break the door down
and rip you to fucking pieces!
Fuck off!
Debts?
How much?
15.000 euros.
15.000?
You've got to take a lot
of photos then, huh?
That's the situation.
I need my money back, fast.
But as you can see, I have a problem.
So let's make a deal.
You help me find it quickly,
and I'll give you the money you need.
Then we go our separate ways.
What?
No, no.
No way.
I don't want to be part of this.
You already are. It's pretty obvious.
Now you just have to decide
how you're going to get out of it.
You've already called the police.
But you preferred to go rummaging
and find a handful of cash
among the corpses.
You don't have a choice.
You've already made it.
Let's find that money.
I get mine back.
You get enough to clear your debts.
It benefits both of us, right?
Can you walk?
I can.
Don't worry,
it's a bit better than yesterday.
By now, some bastard is probably already
after those guys at the factory.
We don't have much time.
Go around back.
Look, I'm asking nicely.
I don't have time to waste.
Where did you put the money?
There's blood on the door.
Come on, give it to me.
Hey, there's blood here.
I bet that bastard hid it in here.
Do you see it?
No.
There's a slanted iron plate in here,
I can't see the bottom.
Fuck.
The money is in here.
Fuck!
I've got a grinder at home.
At home?
At home.
If you screw me over,
I'll make sure someone delivers
the stuffed animal to your daughter.
Got it?
Well, the structure here
doesn't seem compromised.
Let's try to salvage
at least this section.
But we need to ease the pressure
on the upper floors, okay?
Note this, check for water infiltration
under the collapsed roof.
And tomorrow the workers will arrive
for the demolition
of the unstable pavilion.
All right, so we can start the work.
Come on, let's go.
Where the fuck have you been?
Calm down!
I had to fix the charger.
To hell with the charger!
Calm down!
Why did you cover the body?
Because some guys showed up.
They were talking about demolition.
What if they had found
the other bodies?
They didn't see any bodies.
Otherwise, there would already be
a huge mess here.
But we need to get a move on.
There's a pipe that leads down
to the lower floors.
This fucking pit swallowed
all my money!
We need to figure out
where that pipe ends.
This is just what we needed.
Listen, let's do this.
I'll go down there
and see where the hell
that bag ended up.
Okay.
It's getting dark, hurry up.
I'll take the flashlight
from the car.
Hey!
Can you hear me?
Hey!
You ugly bastard!
Shit!
Fuck!
Where the hell did you put the gun?
Where is your gun?
Huh?
Ah, here it is.
Do you mind if I borrow
a few bullets?
Huh?
Ah, you've got the flashlight too?
Nice.
Nice, nice.
Where the fuck did you go?
Hey!
Where are you?
Are you there?
Hey!
Where are you?
Fuck.
Holy shit!
Hey, White.
Are you alive?
Hey.
Hey, White.
You're dead as a doornail.
Who the fuck dragged you here?
Fuck, he saw me!
Oh my God!
Christ!
What were you trying to do, huh?
Leave?
And leave me here?
Who the hell are they?
Get out.
It's all right.
Come on.
Everything's fine? Bullshit.
I'm leaving.
I'm telling you, there is no problem.
They won't bother us anymore.
This is totally fucked up!
Fuck!
How the hell did I end up
in this mess?
No, listen, I can't do this.
Fuck the money.
Do it yourself and keep it all.
I can't do it alone.
Alone it's impossible!
I can barely climb the stairs.
I'm telling you again,
there won't be any more setbacks.
Come on.
It's too risky.
Think!
The solution to your problems
is inside there.
Do you get that or not?
No?
No.
Oh, no?
I'll give you double.
I'll double your cut.
Huh, double...
Double.
Imagine the chaos
when this thing was still running.
You were photographing
this machinery.
Yeah.
And what did they do here?
A starch factory.
Starch production.
A starch factory?
And what the hell
did they need starch for?
Listen.
Yeah?
Set me straight on this.
What happened to the two guys
who arrived before?
Huh?
Come on.
Let's go find the money.
Come on!
Can you hear that?
Yes.
I heard it before, too,
I thought it was you.
No.
But what the hell is it?
I don't know.
Let's watch where we step.
It's all rotten here,
if it collapses we're dead.
Even if it did, no one would notice.
My daughter would.
Yeah,
but your daughter is six years old.
It wouldn't change much for her.
Why did your ex leave you?
What kind of question is that now?
I liked to gamble, that's why.
It's like that white shit of yours.
You try it once, and you can't stop.
Except my white shit made me
a lot of money,
while you lost everything.
I thank that bitch
who left me on the street.
Because that's where I met White.
Who is White?
One of those bastards up there.
Fuck.
Think my ex dumped me
for the lawyer who threw me out
on the street.
Fuck.
But honestly, can I blame her?
Better to be with a lawyer
than a fucking baker, right?
It's all about money.
What?
You were a baker?
Yes, I was a baker.
I used to work
in my father-in-law's bakery,
who of course fired me.
Were you seriously a baker?
Yes, I was a baker.
Why? What's so weird about it?
In a way, my job hasn't changed much.
I work at night and make dough.
Just with different ingredients.
It can't be true. We're still here.
We need to be more precise.
That way, we don't waste time
wandering around.
I don't have much left in me.
I can't keep going.
It won't stop bleeding.
Let's go back there.
Come here.
It's the map of the place.
I'd say we're here.
And this is the sector
that we've just covered.
I think the duct leads down
to this point.
And so we need to try this way.
This must be it!
Yes, yes!
That's exactly it.
Can you make it?
I can make it, yeah.
Come on, we're almost there.
Here it is!
Here it is.
Fuck!
It's empty!
Christ, no!
My fucking money went down there!
Damn, fuck! It's a nightmare!
Goddammit!
Damn, we have to go down even more.
Can you make it?
Goddammit, fuck!
Fuck!
We need to find this staircase.
We're not getting anywhere this way.
Oh, Christ!
Hey.
What's wrong?
Holy shit, this is blood.
It's locked with a chain.
Yeah?
I'm going to check
for another way through.
Hurry!
Ah!
Hey?
It won't open from here either.
Can you hear me?
Are you there?
Hey?
Hey?
Stay back! Don't come near me!
Stay away from me!
Calm down, it's me!
It's me!
Oh, Christ!
But what happened?
I don't know.
My head is killing me.
Didi you see them?
Who?
Where is the crutch?
I don't know.
Well...
We don't have much time left.
Come on.
I'll help you.
Come on.
Get on that cart.
Can you do it?
Stop.
Turn off the flashlight.
Everything is dead here.
What time is it?
It's two thirty.
It feels like I've been in here
forever.
There's no way out this way.
This whole place is falling apart.
Give it to me.
Come on, give it to me.
It's my watch.
But how...
Did you hear them?
Who?
They're following me.
Go, go, go!
Let's go!
Get on! Get on!
Ready?
It's blocked here. What do we do?
Let's go that way.
We're not getting anywhere from here.
Christ!
Oh my God.
Who the hell did you see?
They'll find us.
But who are you talking about?
Those bastards aren't dead.
They're looking for me.
You don't believe me, do you?
We can't waste time.
Look.
Do you realize
we've been running in circles for hours?
We don't even know
where we are anymore.
There is no logic.
We followed the tracks, and now we're
who knows where.
The money could be anywhere.
Stuck in a pipe, maybe.
Maybe we should just give up, huh?
At this point,
I'm not giving up anything.
Now let's go.
That money is mine!
I'm not sharing it with anyone!
What are you saying?
You want to rob me!
You'll never have my money.
Never.
Hey.
Hey!
Where is it?
Hey!
Where the fuck is it?
Hey!
Hey! Where is it?
Where is it?
Fuck!
Hey!
Hey!
Hey!
Hey!
Where is it?
Hey!
Hey.
Where is it?
STARCH FACTORY MURDERS
"The renovation works
at the Ruda Starch Factory are starting."
Abandoned for over fifteen years,
the factory was the scene
of a tragic crime.
Inside the factory,
following a firefight
between drug traffickers,
the bodies of five men were discovered,
two of whom had been brutally beaten
to death with an iron rod.
Investigators also found
a backpack full of cocaine,
valued at 150.000 euros,
hidden inside an old metal bin.
Traces of blood in various parts
of the building
suggest the presence of another man,
a survivor of the fight and likely
the perpetrator of the massacre.
It is believed to be
the repeat offender Marco Santanera,
who, after killing the entire group,
may have taken the money
from the exchange
and vanished without a trace.
August 20, 2003.
20 years ago.
I'm so tired.
150.000 euros, still there.
Fuck!
Oh, fuck!
What the hell!
Motherfucker.
You were buried in the starch.
There it is, that goddamn money.
You were absolutely right.
I came to rob you.
Stay in your hell.
Christ, please!
Please, start!
Start, damn it!
Start, damn it!
Come on!
Problems?
Yes, yes...
The... The injectors, yes.
I need to replace them.
But I think that...
This time...
I think I'll just replace
the whole car.