Sugarcane (2025) Movie Script
1
Hey, what can I
get started for you?
Oh, I don't-- I dont know.
I've never been here.
Well, we have
our summer specials
if you're looking
for a suggestion.
Do you have anything that
doesn't have flavored syrups?
The chemicals...
theyre bad for your brain.
Uh, the only thing I can think
of is our house coffee?
Straight black?
I'll have one of those, please.
Uh, small.
Alright.
Can I have a name?
Oh, you can put it under Arty.
Arty. Great name.
It's like one of those
you don't, like, here anymore.
Like Eugene or Dorothy.
It's a nickname
from when I was a kid.
It's short for Arthur.
What's yours?
Sorry?
Name!
What is your name?
Phoebe.
Thats a pretty name.
Thanks. I don't really like it.
Why not?
I don't know.
Hard to spell. Hard to say.
Most people just end up
pronouncing it Pho-by.
Oh. Um, how much for the coffee?
Don't worry about it.
First-timers are on the house.
Please! Please!
Please! Help me!
Please! Help me, please! Please!
Please help me!
Please help me!
Oh, no! No! No!
No! No! No! No! No!
Please, please, please, please.
Ill do anything, please.
Please! Please!
No, no, no, no. Please!
Please! Please!
Someone has a hot date waiting.
Yeah, it seems like it.
Coffees on you.
Oh, why not?
Looks like its gonna be a
slow night shift tonight.
What fuck are you doing?
Hey, dipshit!
Can you move your van?
Hello?
Anyone out here?
Hello? No.
What the fuck?
No! No! No! No! No!
Help me!
-Its okay! Its okay!
-No! No! No! No! No!
Its okay! Its okay! Its okay!
Help me, please!
Help!
Help!
Help me!
Help!
Hey, how can I help you?
Well, hello beautiful.
Behave yourself, Clyde.
I was just looking.
I promise I won't touch.
Unless thats what she wants.
What can I get for you?
Can of wintergreen.
$5.38.
Them prices just keep
going up and up, huh?
Now, if I didn't know
any better, Id say
yall are price
gouging around here.
Keep the change on that, love.
Buy yourself something nice.
Maybe you can just let
me take you out sometime.
Sorry.
Not interested.
Now, don't be like that.
Pretty thing like yourself.
I can show you
the time of your life.
Clyde.
You mind?
Sorry, Dan.
I was just leaving.
See you around, baby doll.
I said keep the change.
Boys got a habit of
pissing people off.
You okay?
Fine.
I just didnt like him
talking to me like that.
Yeah, Clyde's gotta
bit of a reputation
around town for his...
charm.
Don't let him get to you.
He once tried to sweet talking
Zora's momma
when she was visiting
from out of town.
Until I told him I would
kick his little redneck ass if
he ever tried that again.
I haven't seen
you smile like that all day.
You sure you're alright?
Guess my heads
just not in it today.
I'll be honest with you, dear.
Your head's not in it most days.
Look, I get it.
Weve all got a lot of shit
on our plates,
and I certainly don't
want to add any more to that.
Neither does Zora.
I think what Dan
is trying to say,
since you've been with us,
you haven't taken
a single day off.
Go out and see the world.
That kind of stuff.
We appreciate the help.
But...
We think you should
take a few days off.
Not as like a...
punishment.
No, nothing like that.
More of like, um...
Vacation.
-Exactly. Like a vacation.
-Yeah.
Um...
Yeah, uh...
Payday isn't for
another week, so, um...
You know what? Here.
Just-- just take this
and uh, you know, um...
do something other than working.
Thanks, Dan.
Thanks, Zora.
Well, don't worry about us.
We'll hold the fort down.
Been doing it for years.
That girl needs some friends.
That girl needs a man.
Mm.
Fucking two-bedroom.
Again.
Well,
I dont love that forecast, but
at least there's no snow in it.
Thanks, Kevin.
Our top story tonight,
police are asking for your help
to track down a missing girl
that they believe
may have been abducted
right outside of her workplace.
Authorities say
seventeen-year-old
Phoebe Foster was last seen
leaving Ugly Mug Bean and Brew
late last night, the
cafe owner confirms.
Police say no suspects have
been identified at this time,
but they are asking for help
to identify an unmarked white
van seen speeding away from
the area on nearby CCTV cameras.
Anyone with information
is asked to contact the Johnston
County Sheriffs Office.
748-5236.
-Fuck.
-Just leave it.
No, its work.
Hello?
Hi, is this Damien?
Whos this?
Hey, Damien, um...
Its Esther.
The one that died
three years ago?
Yeah. Go fuck yourself.
No, uh, no, no, no.
Uh, Damien.
I'm-- Im sorry, um...
I know it's been a while,
and I really should have
reached out and called,
but, um, I could really use
somebody to talk to right now.
How would I even
know that this is you?
Your mom...
Uh, Jill, died when you were
fourteen, and you wear a
blue eye bracelet
on your left wrist.
I swear, if this is
some kind of joke--
--Damien, I told you
it's really me.
Look, there is something
big going on.
Bigger than all of us know.
And I really, really
need your help.
Damien, please.
I got to go.
Go where?
Go where?
I'm sorry.
What are you doing?
Hey, you still owe me
money, motherfucker!
And you left your wallet.
Bitch ass.
And I'll tell you what,
I got a guy on the inside
telling me that these liberals
are mutant lizard people.
And while all this is going on,
you've got the counties elected
officials, mental
powerhouses they are,
actively working
to defund our police.
And they're going to be coming
after your children, too.
Suddenly, it's going to
be your child
that goes missing next.
But you know what, hey,
what do I know?
I'm just a radio host.
I made you tea, ma.
Steeped five minutes
just the way you like it.
Is that you, Otto?
I'm not Otto, ma.
I'm your son.
Don't you remember?
You always had such
a way with-- with humor.
Just drink your tea, ma.
Am I still your sprightly gal?
You remember
when we went round
Mount West back in 1966?
You're...
youre still my sprightly gal.
Who are you?
I'm... Im Otto?
Your husband?
No, you're not.
Otto died.
Just...
Just drink your tea, ma.
Just drink your tea.
Oh, you're awake.
You put up quite a fight.
When I was bringing
you down here.
You were drifting in
and out of consciousness.
Its okay.
Yeah.
Its okay.
Let it all out. Yeah.
Just get it all out.
I have to warn you, though.
if you keep crying like
that, sooner or later,
you're going to run out of air.
Would you like me to remove
the tape so you can speak?
Yeah?
Then you have to promise...
you're not going to
make a ruckus.
Hm?
No screaming.
Okay.
Easy--
--Help!
Shh!
Okay.
Its okay.
That was my fault.
That was-- that was my fault.
Shh!
That was my fault.
I should have known.
We don't know each other well
enough for you to trust me yet.
But, dont you worry.
We have a long way
to go together.
Yep.
You and I...
we are just getting started.
Hey.
Hey, Damien.
I can't believe you're alive.
Been while.
Three years.
Gonna sit down?
Yeah...
right.
I'm sorry.
I'm not trying to stare. I...
I just can't believe I'm...
sitting here
talking to you, Esther--
--Yeah. No.
Yeah, um...
I share the same sentiment,
but you really--
you need to keep your voice down
-I go by Mari now.
-Excuse me?
Can I start you off
with something to drink?
Yeah, I'll take a black coffee.
Nothing to eat. Thank you.
Black coffee.
You got it.
I'm sorry.
What do you mean
you changed your name to Mari?
I had to.
I had to after I ran away, okay?
I had to be untraceable.
No phone,
you know, no social media,
no--
--Ran away.
Everybody back home
thinks you're dead,
Esther.
Do you understand that or?
Yeah.
it's a really long story,
Damien--
--Mkay.
Okay.
Well, yeah, I'm not
going anywhere
until you tell me
where you've been...
for the past three years.
Because there were...
citywide searches...
looking for you...
and everybody gave up.
Everybody thought you were dead.
But I didn't.
Yeah, so, I think it's fair
to say you at least
owe me an explanation
as to what happened to you?
It's called Sugarcane.
Sugarcane.
It's this sadistic
fucking website
where people are tortured
live on camera for viewers
all over the world.
That is some next
level kink shit.
For streamers,
it's all about money.
Viewers make torture requests
by donating to the stream.
Anything goes
as long as it's non-lethal.
How do you know this?
They had a thing for cutting.
-Jesus.
-Yeah.
Something about my screams
made them donate more.
So who knows how far they would
have gone if I hadnt escaped.
Okay, well,
it doesn't look like
a website under
the name Sugarcane
is indexed, so...
my guess is it's
either taken down
or its on the dark web.
Okay, well, that sounds sketchy.
Are you sure it's safe
to be using the Internet
to search up that
kind of stuff here?
It's a mobile hotspot.
It's secured, Esther.
Sorry.
Mari.
You know, the worst part is
when the bidding starts?
Bidding? For what?
After three days, the
highest bidder gets to pick
how a person is killed
like it's a fucking prize.
And you said you escaped? How?
When I was left alone,
I would just pick
at the rope fibers.
After a few days,
I was able to snap the ropes
and climb through a small
window in the basement.
Why didnt you
just go to the police?
And do what?
Ask for a police escort 24/7?
I mean, don't you get it?
The police can't stop
people like this.
He knew my mom's name.
He knew where I lived.
I mean, there's nowhere
these people can't get to.
Alright, what you need from me?
You are very...
popular.
Over 3,200 people
are watching you right now,
all over the world.
Say hi. Hi!
Oh, we have a request.
Knife play?
Who am I to say no?
Hold still.
Hold still.
Its okay.
Its okay.
Oh.
Oh, I am so proud of you.
You were just extraordinary.
Thought youd be more excited.
You must be hungry.
And thirsty. Stupid.
Would you like some--
some food, hm?
Water?
Yes?
Yes, of course she does.
I'll be back in a jiffy.
Okay.
Whos there?
Easy killer.
Its just me.
Good morning.
Sorry, um...
Force of habit.
I got us some food.
I was going to get us
Starbucks, but um...
closest one is like
two hours away, so.
Picked a hell of a
place to hide out.
Are you okay?
I'm just thinking
about Phoebe Foster.
It's probably best not
to let that consume you.
I know, I just...
How are we going to find her
if we dont even know
where to start looking?
-Network identification.
-What?
While you were
sleeping last night...
I developed the answer
to our problems.
At first, I thought I could
break into the sites
source code and deploy a Trojan.
The problem is everyone on
this Sugarcane app
is using some sort
of proxy server,
and that codes going to be
locked tighter than Gitmo.
So, I thought of something else.
It's essentially a program
disguised as a website.
It's meant to decrypt
a visitors IP address,
show their streaming location
even if they are
in a dark web server.
Right...
English, please.
Basically, when our friend
here goes live again
Im gonna send him a URL
attached with a donation.
If all goes according to plan,
hell click the link,
and when he does, I can
see where hes streaming from.
That's how were going
to find Phoebe.
Damien, thats genius.
I know.
Oh, okay, amazing.
Uh, what after that?
Well, I have to let the program
run for a few hours.
And Ive also had, like,
six cups of coffee so.
Ew! Hey, flush often please?
Im taking a piss.
Supper time.
Hope you like PB and J.
My ma...
this was my favorite
when I was a kid.
Okay, here-- oh.
There we go.
Now...
Here comes the train
into the tunnel.
Open up the tunnel.
Open your mouth, please.
Open. Open
Open your fucking mouth
or I swear to god
Ill leave you
down here to starve.
There you go.
Okay.
Chew chew chew.
Yeah.
Would you like some water?
Yeah.
Sorry, I don't have any straws.
Theyre bad for the--
--environment.
Okay. Okay. Easy, easy now.
Easy, slow.
There we go. Yeah.
Swallow.
Good girl.
Okay.
Another bite?
Youve only had one bite.
Why are you doing this to me?
Well, I don't think
we know each other
well enough for me
to answer that.
I'll be back.
Eventually.
Hey...
I love you...
But, you got to calm down.
Look at me.
This is going to work.
I promise you.
Okay, somebody just went live.
You ready to do this?
Sending now.
What is that?
What are you sending him?
Uh, Bitcoin.
You own Bitcoin.
Since when?
Um...
Bought some a few years ago.
Totally forgot about
until last night, but, uh...
Im only sending him
like $100 worth.
It's virtually nothing.
Um, okay, number
just went up to one.
That means somebody
opened the link.
Pulling their IP address...
now.
Wait.
Damien something-- more
people are pressing the link.
How is that possible?
I didn't realize
the donations were public.
-Okay.
-What the fuck?
Okay, well the number
just went to 456.
Does it normally take this long?
No, not when you're only
pulling one IP address.
Its not designed to handle
this kind of traffic.
-Yo!
-Damien, what's happening?
What the fuck, man?
They know we broke the rules.
Hey, what the fuck, man?
Piece of shit! I just
charged you an hour ago!
Damien.
Fuck.
Your attempt to gather...
personal information
from our patron has failed.
As a result this computer is now
in the possession of Sugarcane.
Esther Ferris. Damien Wolfe.
405 Virginia Avenue.
Oh my god.
I knew it.
Oh my god.
I knew it. I knew
this was stupid--
--Mari.
No, I knew calling you
was a huge mistake.
Mari, listen to me.
They know.
Damien, they know
our fucking names.
They know where I fucking live.
They know where I fucking live!
This is where I fucking live.
No, what do you mean?
Dont touch me!
I'm sorry.
I'm so sorry.
We cant lose ourselves.
We need to figure a
way out of this.
-Look at me.
-No.
-Look at me.
-I shouldnt have called you.
Dont say that.
I shouldn't have called you,
we wouldve both been safe.
You know, these
people are killers
and now they know
exactly where we are.
What are you doing?
I'm leaving, Damien.
I refuse to be a
sitting fucking duck
just waiting to be slaughtered.
Can we hang on
one second, please?
Fine, alright, we don't
have to stay here.
We can-- we can go home.
We can go home to your family.
Oh, yeah, let's go to my last
known residence.
Great idea.
Lets do that. Good one.
Do you have a better idea?
We're going to find her.
Excuse me?
You heard me.
You and me, we're
going to find Phoebe.
I'm sorry, have
you lost your mind?
We're dead either way.
So at least this way
we have a chance of finding
her and staying alive.
Let me explain
something to you, okay?
Even if we leave right now,
how are we supposed to get her?
No, because that
program, that laptop,
that was our only way
and now that's cooked.
Okay, we'll talk
about it in the car,
but we got to go right now.
Fuck.
Wait.
I made you grilled cheese, ma.
Thank you.
Here.
You have some.
Whats all that noise
in the basement?
It's nothing, ma.
Im just working.
You've never made
that much noise before.
It's fine, ma, I'm
working on a project.
Don't-- don't worry about it.
You look so tired.
-You're working too hard.
-I'm fine, ma.
Really.
Oh, Otto, I just worry
about you so much.
My name is...
Im okay, ma.
You just eat your
sandwich, okay?
Eat your sandwich.
Whatd you get?
I got...
some waters...
snacks...
and a phone charger,
I left mine...
in the hotel.
Um...
Hm?
I don't want to be that guy...
but I think we need to
face facts here.
Don't say it.
I'm just trying to be realistic.
We have nothing to go on.
Alright, we can't keep...
chasing these shadows.
The news that she was last
seen outside of a cafe
she worked at.
What if he scouted her out?
I mean, if he went inside,
his face would have
to be on camera, right?
No, I mean...
police have probably scoured
that footage for hours.
Okay, but the police don't know
who they're looking for.
We do.
What if we could hack
into the security system
and take a look for ourselves?
I mean, maybe we could just try
to see something they didn't.
It's possible.
If I could hack into the Wi-Fi,
I technically could access
the CCTV footage.
Perfect.
That's definitely perfect.
No I-- I don't have a laptop.
It's cooked, remember?
Yeah, um...
I think I know where
I could get you one.
I admire your persistence.
But you're going to have to stop
trying to wiggle out of this.
Alright.
Looks like we have a donation.
Its been removed.
That's okay.
This one can be on the house.
What are you going
to do with that?
Oh...
Youre too smart to ask
such silly questions.
Now, hold still.
Oh, no, no, no, no, no, no.
Hey, hey, hey.
It's best if you don't tense up.
No, no, no, no.
No, no, no, no!
Okay, okay, okay. Almost there.
Almost there.
Where are we?
You said you needed
a laptop, right?
And this place sells laptops?
Not exactly.
But I know the owners,
they have a spare under the
counter we can use, so.
So, stealing.
Great.
Yeah, its not enough
Sugarcanes gonna be after us,
the cops are gonna be after us.
No, its not stealing. Its
borrowing, okay? Come on.
This is where you work.
Yeah, its the only place thatd
pay me under the table.
Dan and Zora
are really good people.
Just normally not
closed this early.
And now we're
stealing from them.
They're gonna understand.
Been like parents
to me since I left.
Besides, I have every intention
on returning this, okay?
-I found it.
-Wow.
This thing is ancient.
Probably hasnt been updated
in like twenty years.
I dont know. Dan
hasnt used it in ages.
I mean, it's a fossil,
but I think it should work.
You think?
I think.
Alright, lets
try to get out of here
before someone sees us.
Hey.
I know.
Come on.
Over there's good.
Alright, Im gonna get a coffee.
-I hope a black coffee works.
-Thanks.
Did you get the Wi-Fi password?
Yeah.
Okay, so first things first.
Lets see how many cameras
we got to work with.
So far, Ive only counted
one. Its right there.
Okay.
Think we'll be able
to see it live?
Yeah, let me work some magic.
Alright, say hi.
You're amazing.
Um, can you rewind it to the
day Phoebe was abducted?
Indeed.
You see anything?
No, nobody.
There's nobody
that looks like him.
Can you go any further?
There.
That could be him, right?
Same hair color.
I dont know, I
can't see his face.
Huh, that's weird.
No, he left right as
those cops walked in.
Yeah.
Okay, rewind it just
before he walks in.
-Bingo.
-That has to be him, Damien.
Okay, look here.
He's talking to Phoebe.
He's got a laptop,
a bag, headphones--
you could buy those things
anywhere, though.
What about the van?
What about it?
How many people do you
know that drive a white van?
Not a lot.
Its not the sweetest ride
in the world.
Alright.
So, maybe he uses one for work.
Like construction?
Hm, he didn't really seem
very blue collar to me.
Hi, can I help you?
Hi, we were looking to speak
to somebody in charge.
Oh, well, unfortunately, Pastor
Mark isn't in at the moment,
but I'm the administrator here.
Maybe I can help you?
Anne Murphy.
I am so sorry
for all the clutter.
I just have not had
time to organize yet.
Its no trouble. We were
actually wondering
if the church had any white vans
that were currently in use.
Yes, um, three.
You know, they've
had them for years, though.
Long before I started working
here, I think they were donated.
Um, why do you ask?
You wouldn't happen to know
where the vans are,
where they're currently in use,
would you?
Well, I know one is
with Pastor Mark,
and I think the other one
is with the youth director.
Both men of God,
married with children.
What about the third one?
Hm...
Well, I reckon Marjorie
probably still has that one.
-Marjorie?
-Yeah, the old administrator.
It was such a sad thing.
She was forced to retire
last year early.
-Whyd she have to retire?
-Rapid onset dementia.
Oh shit.
Sorry! With the whole...
It's alright.
You know, it was such a shame.
She did not deserve that.
She has been a church member
for twenty-five years
and never missed a service.
Last I heard, her son's
living with her now.
I was so happy to hear that too,
because she needs
someone to look after her.
I'm sorry. Did you say son?
Yes, um, Arthur.
I think that was his name.
You know, I only met
him the one time
when he came to pick
up Marjorie's things.
He didn't talk much,
a little socially awkward.
You wouldn't happen
to have a phone number
we could reach him at, right?
Um, well, probably not Arthur
since he wasn't a church member.
But, you know, I think we have
a record of Marjorie's address.
Somebodys here.
In the window. Get down.
Fuck, I cant tell. Is that him?
No. Unless our guys an
eighty-year-old woman,
I don't think so.
I dont know what Im going to
do with myself when you're gone.
Please just kill me already.
What-- what did you say?
Why don't you just kill me?
Well, it isnt time yet.
I'd rather it be over.
I'd rather you just do it now.
That's not how it works.
Besides, I've rather
enjoyed our time together.
Haven't you?
Fuck you, creep.
You fucking call
me a creep again,
I will fucking
kill you right now!
Call me a fucking creep again!
Otto, is that you down
there making that ruckus?
You say a fucking word,
I will skin you.
Say a fucking word.
It's just me, ma!
Ill be up in a second!
I will be right back.
You can think about
what you called me.
Ma?
Ma?
-Ma, what are you doing?
-Hey.
-They're-- theyre watching me.
Why-- why are they watching me?
Nobodys watching you, ma.
Its nothing.
It's just the neighbors. Come--
Hey, it's just the neighbors.
Yeah?
Oh, Otto.
Youre so handsome.
I know.
Let's get you to bed, hm?
Yeah?
-Is it bedtime already?
-Oh, yes, yes.
Um, you have a very early day,
busy day tomorrow.
Yeah.
Oh, dear. That's right.
Pastor Mark is having
a meeting at 8:30,
and he wanted bagels and coffee.
Yeah.
Bagels and coffee,
that's right, ma.
-Yeah.
-Okay.
Okay.
Hey, hey, okay,
watch your step.
Okay.
Alright.
Alright, just let me get this.
Alright.
Do you want your heating pad?
No, I dont think so.
Okay.
Okay.
Wont you come and lie with me?
Oh, I have--
I have a lot of work
I have to do.
You and your work.
I wish you had more time for me.
I do, too, ma.
I do, too.
Okay.
Okay.
Alright, were all
tucked in now.
Okay.
-Darling?
-Yes?
Be sure and tell Arty
I said goodnight.
I will.
I will.
Thats him.
Thats our guy.
Damn it. We mustve spooked him.
Think that was Marjorie
in the window?
I dont know, but Im
not waiting to find out, though.
Damien stop! Phoebes
still in there.
Alright, look, we can come
back, but right now
he knows hes being watched.
Okay, its fine. Everythings
fine. Everythings okay.
Who was that?
Its nobody. Its nobody.
Everythings fine.
Who were you just talking
to? Whos upstairs?
I said its nobody.
Whos Otto? Is that your name?
My name is not fucking Otto!
My name is Arthur!
Arthur! Arthur! Arthur!
Im your fucking son, ma!
Im sorry.
That was inappropriate.
Uh, uh, okay.
Im sorry.
Hello.
Um, sorry to intrude.
I think the, uh, the mail
carrier mixed up our mail.
I live next door, so.
Hello.
Hello.
Um, really sorry to be in
your house like this.
I just want to make sure,
you know, you get your mail.
Hello?
Hello?
Oh, my God!
-Are you okay?
-No, no, no.
No, no, no, stay calm!
I'm going to get
you out of here!
I told you to be quiet.
Look what you made me do.
-No, no, no.
-No, no, no!
-If you could just listen.
-No, no, no.
Why couldnt you just
listen and be quiet?
Just a heads up, men's
bathroom is out of order.
Thanks.
Find anything useful?
Yeah, maybe something.
So, the satellite image shows
that there's a door
leading to the basement.
If she's down there, that's
probably the best
bet to get her.
You alright?
We were right there, Damian.
He saw us.
What if we spooked him
and he did something to her
because of us?
We don't know that.
We were right there.
What did you want to do?
You want to bust in there
and get ourselves killed?
You can't always be the hero.
Well, it's better me
than her, right?
What are we going to do now?
Ive been trying to pull the
stream, but there's no activity.
Hes not going to
go live again today.
He's probably too
busy on the lookout
or shitting his pants
or something.
Or he knows he's compromised
and he's moved her.
You know we're
going back, right?
You see, that's...
thats risky.
Because odds are, he's
either moved her
or he's waiting for
us to come back.
Okay.
Alright.
You want to go back?
Let me make myself clear.
We'll go back.
But, this isn't a
suicide mission.
If we can't save her, we abort
and we go to the police.
You understand me?
I hear you.
Hey, hey, hey!
So, whats the plan if he comes
out here and catches us?
We book it.
I mean, havent you
ever trespassed before?
What are you going to do?
Kick the front door in?
I don't know, Damien.
Do you have a better idea?
The satellite, it showed
an outside basement door.
That's got to be
an easier way in.
Hey, wait-- wait for me!
Right over here. This is it.
Hey, Damien.
Thanks for doing this with me.
No going back, right?
Damien, she was here.
She could be anywhere.
He couldnt have taken her far,
theres nothing out
there but woods.
What?
No, youre right. There's
nothing out here but woods.
That dirt, it's fresh.
Means shes out there.
Which way do we go?
This way. Come on.
Damien, over there!
Phoebe.
Phoebe.
Phoebe. Phoebe, please wake up.
Please, Phoebe, please, please,
please, please, please wake up!
Phoebe.
Phoebe. Please wake up.
Phoebe, please, please wake up.
Please, please, please.
She's breathing!
Damien-- Damien,
shes breathing!
Phoebe, hi.
Hi, hi, hi, please
wake up. Come on.
Come on, we're going
to get you up.
Its okay, its okay,
its okay. I know.
I know, I know.
Come on, okay.
Damien?
Alright, real quick.
Alright, come on.
Come on.
Okay, okay, okay, okay.
Damien!
Come on, we got to get you up.
Youre gonna be okay. Youve
just got to get up. You--
--Go!
I'm coming back for you.
You understand me?
Alright, come on.
Alright, dont look
back. Keep going.
Its okay.
Its okay. Were almost there.
Its gonna be fine, okay.
Okay, okay.
Its going to be okay.
No. Fuck.
Every fucking time!
What are we going to do now?
The van.
We're gonna take the van.
Um...
I need to go inside
and get the keys.
Okay, so you're going to stay
here, youre going to be fine.
No, no, no. Please
don't leave me. Please.
Take this. Take this.
Youll be fine. Lock the doors
and-- and just stay down, okay?
Youre gonna be fine.
Two minutes tops, okay?
Youre gonna be fine.
Okay.
Come on, come on, come on.
Fuck, where are you?
Okay.
Fuck!
What the fuck?
Where's Otto?
What have you done to
my sweet, dear Otto?
Ma?
I see youve met my mother.
No, dont run!
We can...
Lets get you to bed, ma.
Its bedtime.
Bedtime for ma!
Okay.
Go bed, go bed.
Miss.
It's okay.
You don't have to hide.
I'm sure we can...
handle this amicably.
Please just come out.
There's no reason to be afraid.
I know youre down here
you fucking cunt!
Hello?
-Drop it.
-What's your name?
Drop it.
She's not here, you know.
Sit down!
Here?
You don't have to
be here. Shes gone.
I know exactly where she is.
Shes safe.
-Shes such a brave girl.
-Shut up.
-Obedient.
-Shut up.
I really enjoyed my
time with--
--Shut up!
I dont think that killing me
is going to feel the way
you think it's going to feel.
Its going to feel
so much better.
Uh oh.
No! No!
Stop!
Help! No!
Help!
Listen to me, listen.
Be a good girl and give in.
Please-- please dont go.
Phoebe! Phoebe!
Ma! Ma! Ma!
Okay.
Okay.
You got it?
I need to go take of something.
Come on, we got to go.
We go to go.
We got to get up,
Damien, please come on.
Get up, Damien, please wake up.
Is your friend going to be okay?
Im sorry.
Where are you taking me?
Home.
What about you?
I dont know.
Oh, uh, what bedroom
do you want?
I dont care.
Here.
Thank you.
Oh, hey.
Whered you want this?
Oh, shit.
Thatd be it?
Uh, yeah.
You got I.D?
Oh, uh, yeah.
$12.28
-Need a bag?
-No, Im straight.
Shh! Just relax, alright?
This will all be over
soon, I promise.
Was she inside?
No.
You know, I dont know if I can
go through with it, Clyde.
I have a really bad
feeling about this.
I mean, what if we get caught?
Nows not the time to pussy out.
Now, pull yourself together
and lock the fuck in.
You hear me?
Yeah, man, I hear you.
You and I are about to be
rolling in so much fucking coin,
That well never have
to work again.
The worlds our oyster.
And all we gotta do is go live.
Hey, what can I
get started for you?
Oh, I don't-- I dont know.
I've never been here.
Well, we have
our summer specials
if you're looking
for a suggestion.
Do you have anything that
doesn't have flavored syrups?
The chemicals...
theyre bad for your brain.
Uh, the only thing I can think
of is our house coffee?
Straight black?
I'll have one of those, please.
Uh, small.
Alright.
Can I have a name?
Oh, you can put it under Arty.
Arty. Great name.
It's like one of those
you don't, like, here anymore.
Like Eugene or Dorothy.
It's a nickname
from when I was a kid.
It's short for Arthur.
What's yours?
Sorry?
Name!
What is your name?
Phoebe.
Thats a pretty name.
Thanks. I don't really like it.
Why not?
I don't know.
Hard to spell. Hard to say.
Most people just end up
pronouncing it Pho-by.
Oh. Um, how much for the coffee?
Don't worry about it.
First-timers are on the house.
Please! Please!
Please! Help me!
Please! Help me, please! Please!
Please help me!
Please help me!
Oh, no! No! No!
No! No! No! No! No!
Please, please, please, please.
Ill do anything, please.
Please! Please!
No, no, no, no. Please!
Please! Please!
Someone has a hot date waiting.
Yeah, it seems like it.
Coffees on you.
Oh, why not?
Looks like its gonna be a
slow night shift tonight.
What fuck are you doing?
Hey, dipshit!
Can you move your van?
Hello?
Anyone out here?
Hello? No.
What the fuck?
No! No! No! No! No!
Help me!
-Its okay! Its okay!
-No! No! No! No! No!
Its okay! Its okay! Its okay!
Help me, please!
Help!
Help!
Help me!
Help!
Hey, how can I help you?
Well, hello beautiful.
Behave yourself, Clyde.
I was just looking.
I promise I won't touch.
Unless thats what she wants.
What can I get for you?
Can of wintergreen.
$5.38.
Them prices just keep
going up and up, huh?
Now, if I didn't know
any better, Id say
yall are price
gouging around here.
Keep the change on that, love.
Buy yourself something nice.
Maybe you can just let
me take you out sometime.
Sorry.
Not interested.
Now, don't be like that.
Pretty thing like yourself.
I can show you
the time of your life.
Clyde.
You mind?
Sorry, Dan.
I was just leaving.
See you around, baby doll.
I said keep the change.
Boys got a habit of
pissing people off.
You okay?
Fine.
I just didnt like him
talking to me like that.
Yeah, Clyde's gotta
bit of a reputation
around town for his...
charm.
Don't let him get to you.
He once tried to sweet talking
Zora's momma
when she was visiting
from out of town.
Until I told him I would
kick his little redneck ass if
he ever tried that again.
I haven't seen
you smile like that all day.
You sure you're alright?
Guess my heads
just not in it today.
I'll be honest with you, dear.
Your head's not in it most days.
Look, I get it.
Weve all got a lot of shit
on our plates,
and I certainly don't
want to add any more to that.
Neither does Zora.
I think what Dan
is trying to say,
since you've been with us,
you haven't taken
a single day off.
Go out and see the world.
That kind of stuff.
We appreciate the help.
But...
We think you should
take a few days off.
Not as like a...
punishment.
No, nothing like that.
More of like, um...
Vacation.
-Exactly. Like a vacation.
-Yeah.
Um...
Yeah, uh...
Payday isn't for
another week, so, um...
You know what? Here.
Just-- just take this
and uh, you know, um...
do something other than working.
Thanks, Dan.
Thanks, Zora.
Well, don't worry about us.
We'll hold the fort down.
Been doing it for years.
That girl needs some friends.
That girl needs a man.
Mm.
Fucking two-bedroom.
Again.
Well,
I dont love that forecast, but
at least there's no snow in it.
Thanks, Kevin.
Our top story tonight,
police are asking for your help
to track down a missing girl
that they believe
may have been abducted
right outside of her workplace.
Authorities say
seventeen-year-old
Phoebe Foster was last seen
leaving Ugly Mug Bean and Brew
late last night, the
cafe owner confirms.
Police say no suspects have
been identified at this time,
but they are asking for help
to identify an unmarked white
van seen speeding away from
the area on nearby CCTV cameras.
Anyone with information
is asked to contact the Johnston
County Sheriffs Office.
748-5236.
-Fuck.
-Just leave it.
No, its work.
Hello?
Hi, is this Damien?
Whos this?
Hey, Damien, um...
Its Esther.
The one that died
three years ago?
Yeah. Go fuck yourself.
No, uh, no, no, no.
Uh, Damien.
I'm-- Im sorry, um...
I know it's been a while,
and I really should have
reached out and called,
but, um, I could really use
somebody to talk to right now.
How would I even
know that this is you?
Your mom...
Uh, Jill, died when you were
fourteen, and you wear a
blue eye bracelet
on your left wrist.
I swear, if this is
some kind of joke--
--Damien, I told you
it's really me.
Look, there is something
big going on.
Bigger than all of us know.
And I really, really
need your help.
Damien, please.
I got to go.
Go where?
Go where?
I'm sorry.
What are you doing?
Hey, you still owe me
money, motherfucker!
And you left your wallet.
Bitch ass.
And I'll tell you what,
I got a guy on the inside
telling me that these liberals
are mutant lizard people.
And while all this is going on,
you've got the counties elected
officials, mental
powerhouses they are,
actively working
to defund our police.
And they're going to be coming
after your children, too.
Suddenly, it's going to
be your child
that goes missing next.
But you know what, hey,
what do I know?
I'm just a radio host.
I made you tea, ma.
Steeped five minutes
just the way you like it.
Is that you, Otto?
I'm not Otto, ma.
I'm your son.
Don't you remember?
You always had such
a way with-- with humor.
Just drink your tea, ma.
Am I still your sprightly gal?
You remember
when we went round
Mount West back in 1966?
You're...
youre still my sprightly gal.
Who are you?
I'm... Im Otto?
Your husband?
No, you're not.
Otto died.
Just...
Just drink your tea, ma.
Just drink your tea.
Oh, you're awake.
You put up quite a fight.
When I was bringing
you down here.
You were drifting in
and out of consciousness.
Its okay.
Yeah.
Its okay.
Let it all out. Yeah.
Just get it all out.
I have to warn you, though.
if you keep crying like
that, sooner or later,
you're going to run out of air.
Would you like me to remove
the tape so you can speak?
Yeah?
Then you have to promise...
you're not going to
make a ruckus.
Hm?
No screaming.
Okay.
Easy--
--Help!
Shh!
Okay.
Its okay.
That was my fault.
That was-- that was my fault.
Shh!
That was my fault.
I should have known.
We don't know each other well
enough for you to trust me yet.
But, dont you worry.
We have a long way
to go together.
Yep.
You and I...
we are just getting started.
Hey.
Hey, Damien.
I can't believe you're alive.
Been while.
Three years.
Gonna sit down?
Yeah...
right.
I'm sorry.
I'm not trying to stare. I...
I just can't believe I'm...
sitting here
talking to you, Esther--
--Yeah. No.
Yeah, um...
I share the same sentiment,
but you really--
you need to keep your voice down
-I go by Mari now.
-Excuse me?
Can I start you off
with something to drink?
Yeah, I'll take a black coffee.
Nothing to eat. Thank you.
Black coffee.
You got it.
I'm sorry.
What do you mean
you changed your name to Mari?
I had to.
I had to after I ran away, okay?
I had to be untraceable.
No phone,
you know, no social media,
no--
--Ran away.
Everybody back home
thinks you're dead,
Esther.
Do you understand that or?
Yeah.
it's a really long story,
Damien--
--Mkay.
Okay.
Well, yeah, I'm not
going anywhere
until you tell me
where you've been...
for the past three years.
Because there were...
citywide searches...
looking for you...
and everybody gave up.
Everybody thought you were dead.
But I didn't.
Yeah, so, I think it's fair
to say you at least
owe me an explanation
as to what happened to you?
It's called Sugarcane.
Sugarcane.
It's this sadistic
fucking website
where people are tortured
live on camera for viewers
all over the world.
That is some next
level kink shit.
For streamers,
it's all about money.
Viewers make torture requests
by donating to the stream.
Anything goes
as long as it's non-lethal.
How do you know this?
They had a thing for cutting.
-Jesus.
-Yeah.
Something about my screams
made them donate more.
So who knows how far they would
have gone if I hadnt escaped.
Okay, well,
it doesn't look like
a website under
the name Sugarcane
is indexed, so...
my guess is it's
either taken down
or its on the dark web.
Okay, well, that sounds sketchy.
Are you sure it's safe
to be using the Internet
to search up that
kind of stuff here?
It's a mobile hotspot.
It's secured, Esther.
Sorry.
Mari.
You know, the worst part is
when the bidding starts?
Bidding? For what?
After three days, the
highest bidder gets to pick
how a person is killed
like it's a fucking prize.
And you said you escaped? How?
When I was left alone,
I would just pick
at the rope fibers.
After a few days,
I was able to snap the ropes
and climb through a small
window in the basement.
Why didnt you
just go to the police?
And do what?
Ask for a police escort 24/7?
I mean, don't you get it?
The police can't stop
people like this.
He knew my mom's name.
He knew where I lived.
I mean, there's nowhere
these people can't get to.
Alright, what you need from me?
You are very...
popular.
Over 3,200 people
are watching you right now,
all over the world.
Say hi. Hi!
Oh, we have a request.
Knife play?
Who am I to say no?
Hold still.
Hold still.
Its okay.
Its okay.
Oh.
Oh, I am so proud of you.
You were just extraordinary.
Thought youd be more excited.
You must be hungry.
And thirsty. Stupid.
Would you like some--
some food, hm?
Water?
Yes?
Yes, of course she does.
I'll be back in a jiffy.
Okay.
Whos there?
Easy killer.
Its just me.
Good morning.
Sorry, um...
Force of habit.
I got us some food.
I was going to get us
Starbucks, but um...
closest one is like
two hours away, so.
Picked a hell of a
place to hide out.
Are you okay?
I'm just thinking
about Phoebe Foster.
It's probably best not
to let that consume you.
I know, I just...
How are we going to find her
if we dont even know
where to start looking?
-Network identification.
-What?
While you were
sleeping last night...
I developed the answer
to our problems.
At first, I thought I could
break into the sites
source code and deploy a Trojan.
The problem is everyone on
this Sugarcane app
is using some sort
of proxy server,
and that codes going to be
locked tighter than Gitmo.
So, I thought of something else.
It's essentially a program
disguised as a website.
It's meant to decrypt
a visitors IP address,
show their streaming location
even if they are
in a dark web server.
Right...
English, please.
Basically, when our friend
here goes live again
Im gonna send him a URL
attached with a donation.
If all goes according to plan,
hell click the link,
and when he does, I can
see where hes streaming from.
That's how were going
to find Phoebe.
Damien, thats genius.
I know.
Oh, okay, amazing.
Uh, what after that?
Well, I have to let the program
run for a few hours.
And Ive also had, like,
six cups of coffee so.
Ew! Hey, flush often please?
Im taking a piss.
Supper time.
Hope you like PB and J.
My ma...
this was my favorite
when I was a kid.
Okay, here-- oh.
There we go.
Now...
Here comes the train
into the tunnel.
Open up the tunnel.
Open your mouth, please.
Open. Open
Open your fucking mouth
or I swear to god
Ill leave you
down here to starve.
There you go.
Okay.
Chew chew chew.
Yeah.
Would you like some water?
Yeah.
Sorry, I don't have any straws.
Theyre bad for the--
--environment.
Okay. Okay. Easy, easy now.
Easy, slow.
There we go. Yeah.
Swallow.
Good girl.
Okay.
Another bite?
Youve only had one bite.
Why are you doing this to me?
Well, I don't think
we know each other
well enough for me
to answer that.
I'll be back.
Eventually.
Hey...
I love you...
But, you got to calm down.
Look at me.
This is going to work.
I promise you.
Okay, somebody just went live.
You ready to do this?
Sending now.
What is that?
What are you sending him?
Uh, Bitcoin.
You own Bitcoin.
Since when?
Um...
Bought some a few years ago.
Totally forgot about
until last night, but, uh...
Im only sending him
like $100 worth.
It's virtually nothing.
Um, okay, number
just went up to one.
That means somebody
opened the link.
Pulling their IP address...
now.
Wait.
Damien something-- more
people are pressing the link.
How is that possible?
I didn't realize
the donations were public.
-Okay.
-What the fuck?
Okay, well the number
just went to 456.
Does it normally take this long?
No, not when you're only
pulling one IP address.
Its not designed to handle
this kind of traffic.
-Yo!
-Damien, what's happening?
What the fuck, man?
They know we broke the rules.
Hey, what the fuck, man?
Piece of shit! I just
charged you an hour ago!
Damien.
Fuck.
Your attempt to gather...
personal information
from our patron has failed.
As a result this computer is now
in the possession of Sugarcane.
Esther Ferris. Damien Wolfe.
405 Virginia Avenue.
Oh my god.
I knew it.
Oh my god.
I knew it. I knew
this was stupid--
--Mari.
No, I knew calling you
was a huge mistake.
Mari, listen to me.
They know.
Damien, they know
our fucking names.
They know where I fucking live.
They know where I fucking live!
This is where I fucking live.
No, what do you mean?
Dont touch me!
I'm sorry.
I'm so sorry.
We cant lose ourselves.
We need to figure a
way out of this.
-Look at me.
-No.
-Look at me.
-I shouldnt have called you.
Dont say that.
I shouldn't have called you,
we wouldve both been safe.
You know, these
people are killers
and now they know
exactly where we are.
What are you doing?
I'm leaving, Damien.
I refuse to be a
sitting fucking duck
just waiting to be slaughtered.
Can we hang on
one second, please?
Fine, alright, we don't
have to stay here.
We can-- we can go home.
We can go home to your family.
Oh, yeah, let's go to my last
known residence.
Great idea.
Lets do that. Good one.
Do you have a better idea?
We're going to find her.
Excuse me?
You heard me.
You and me, we're
going to find Phoebe.
I'm sorry, have
you lost your mind?
We're dead either way.
So at least this way
we have a chance of finding
her and staying alive.
Let me explain
something to you, okay?
Even if we leave right now,
how are we supposed to get her?
No, because that
program, that laptop,
that was our only way
and now that's cooked.
Okay, we'll talk
about it in the car,
but we got to go right now.
Fuck.
Wait.
I made you grilled cheese, ma.
Thank you.
Here.
You have some.
Whats all that noise
in the basement?
It's nothing, ma.
Im just working.
You've never made
that much noise before.
It's fine, ma, I'm
working on a project.
Don't-- don't worry about it.
You look so tired.
-You're working too hard.
-I'm fine, ma.
Really.
Oh, Otto, I just worry
about you so much.
My name is...
Im okay, ma.
You just eat your
sandwich, okay?
Eat your sandwich.
Whatd you get?
I got...
some waters...
snacks...
and a phone charger,
I left mine...
in the hotel.
Um...
Hm?
I don't want to be that guy...
but I think we need to
face facts here.
Don't say it.
I'm just trying to be realistic.
We have nothing to go on.
Alright, we can't keep...
chasing these shadows.
The news that she was last
seen outside of a cafe
she worked at.
What if he scouted her out?
I mean, if he went inside,
his face would have
to be on camera, right?
No, I mean...
police have probably scoured
that footage for hours.
Okay, but the police don't know
who they're looking for.
We do.
What if we could hack
into the security system
and take a look for ourselves?
I mean, maybe we could just try
to see something they didn't.
It's possible.
If I could hack into the Wi-Fi,
I technically could access
the CCTV footage.
Perfect.
That's definitely perfect.
No I-- I don't have a laptop.
It's cooked, remember?
Yeah, um...
I think I know where
I could get you one.
I admire your persistence.
But you're going to have to stop
trying to wiggle out of this.
Alright.
Looks like we have a donation.
Its been removed.
That's okay.
This one can be on the house.
What are you going
to do with that?
Oh...
Youre too smart to ask
such silly questions.
Now, hold still.
Oh, no, no, no, no, no, no.
Hey, hey, hey.
It's best if you don't tense up.
No, no, no, no.
No, no, no, no!
Okay, okay, okay. Almost there.
Almost there.
Where are we?
You said you needed
a laptop, right?
And this place sells laptops?
Not exactly.
But I know the owners,
they have a spare under the
counter we can use, so.
So, stealing.
Great.
Yeah, its not enough
Sugarcanes gonna be after us,
the cops are gonna be after us.
No, its not stealing. Its
borrowing, okay? Come on.
This is where you work.
Yeah, its the only place thatd
pay me under the table.
Dan and Zora
are really good people.
Just normally not
closed this early.
And now we're
stealing from them.
They're gonna understand.
Been like parents
to me since I left.
Besides, I have every intention
on returning this, okay?
-I found it.
-Wow.
This thing is ancient.
Probably hasnt been updated
in like twenty years.
I dont know. Dan
hasnt used it in ages.
I mean, it's a fossil,
but I think it should work.
You think?
I think.
Alright, lets
try to get out of here
before someone sees us.
Hey.
I know.
Come on.
Over there's good.
Alright, Im gonna get a coffee.
-I hope a black coffee works.
-Thanks.
Did you get the Wi-Fi password?
Yeah.
Okay, so first things first.
Lets see how many cameras
we got to work with.
So far, Ive only counted
one. Its right there.
Okay.
Think we'll be able
to see it live?
Yeah, let me work some magic.
Alright, say hi.
You're amazing.
Um, can you rewind it to the
day Phoebe was abducted?
Indeed.
You see anything?
No, nobody.
There's nobody
that looks like him.
Can you go any further?
There.
That could be him, right?
Same hair color.
I dont know, I
can't see his face.
Huh, that's weird.
No, he left right as
those cops walked in.
Yeah.
Okay, rewind it just
before he walks in.
-Bingo.
-That has to be him, Damien.
Okay, look here.
He's talking to Phoebe.
He's got a laptop,
a bag, headphones--
you could buy those things
anywhere, though.
What about the van?
What about it?
How many people do you
know that drive a white van?
Not a lot.
Its not the sweetest ride
in the world.
Alright.
So, maybe he uses one for work.
Like construction?
Hm, he didn't really seem
very blue collar to me.
Hi, can I help you?
Hi, we were looking to speak
to somebody in charge.
Oh, well, unfortunately, Pastor
Mark isn't in at the moment,
but I'm the administrator here.
Maybe I can help you?
Anne Murphy.
I am so sorry
for all the clutter.
I just have not had
time to organize yet.
Its no trouble. We were
actually wondering
if the church had any white vans
that were currently in use.
Yes, um, three.
You know, they've
had them for years, though.
Long before I started working
here, I think they were donated.
Um, why do you ask?
You wouldn't happen to know
where the vans are,
where they're currently in use,
would you?
Well, I know one is
with Pastor Mark,
and I think the other one
is with the youth director.
Both men of God,
married with children.
What about the third one?
Hm...
Well, I reckon Marjorie
probably still has that one.
-Marjorie?
-Yeah, the old administrator.
It was such a sad thing.
She was forced to retire
last year early.
-Whyd she have to retire?
-Rapid onset dementia.
Oh shit.
Sorry! With the whole...
It's alright.
You know, it was such a shame.
She did not deserve that.
She has been a church member
for twenty-five years
and never missed a service.
Last I heard, her son's
living with her now.
I was so happy to hear that too,
because she needs
someone to look after her.
I'm sorry. Did you say son?
Yes, um, Arthur.
I think that was his name.
You know, I only met
him the one time
when he came to pick
up Marjorie's things.
He didn't talk much,
a little socially awkward.
You wouldn't happen
to have a phone number
we could reach him at, right?
Um, well, probably not Arthur
since he wasn't a church member.
But, you know, I think we have
a record of Marjorie's address.
Somebodys here.
In the window. Get down.
Fuck, I cant tell. Is that him?
No. Unless our guys an
eighty-year-old woman,
I don't think so.
I dont know what Im going to
do with myself when you're gone.
Please just kill me already.
What-- what did you say?
Why don't you just kill me?
Well, it isnt time yet.
I'd rather it be over.
I'd rather you just do it now.
That's not how it works.
Besides, I've rather
enjoyed our time together.
Haven't you?
Fuck you, creep.
You fucking call
me a creep again,
I will fucking
kill you right now!
Call me a fucking creep again!
Otto, is that you down
there making that ruckus?
You say a fucking word,
I will skin you.
Say a fucking word.
It's just me, ma!
Ill be up in a second!
I will be right back.
You can think about
what you called me.
Ma?
Ma?
-Ma, what are you doing?
-Hey.
-They're-- theyre watching me.
Why-- why are they watching me?
Nobodys watching you, ma.
Its nothing.
It's just the neighbors. Come--
Hey, it's just the neighbors.
Yeah?
Oh, Otto.
Youre so handsome.
I know.
Let's get you to bed, hm?
Yeah?
-Is it bedtime already?
-Oh, yes, yes.
Um, you have a very early day,
busy day tomorrow.
Yeah.
Oh, dear. That's right.
Pastor Mark is having
a meeting at 8:30,
and he wanted bagels and coffee.
Yeah.
Bagels and coffee,
that's right, ma.
-Yeah.
-Okay.
Okay.
Hey, hey, okay,
watch your step.
Okay.
Alright.
Alright, just let me get this.
Alright.
Do you want your heating pad?
No, I dont think so.
Okay.
Okay.
Wont you come and lie with me?
Oh, I have--
I have a lot of work
I have to do.
You and your work.
I wish you had more time for me.
I do, too, ma.
I do, too.
Okay.
Okay.
Alright, were all
tucked in now.
Okay.
-Darling?
-Yes?
Be sure and tell Arty
I said goodnight.
I will.
I will.
Thats him.
Thats our guy.
Damn it. We mustve spooked him.
Think that was Marjorie
in the window?
I dont know, but Im
not waiting to find out, though.
Damien stop! Phoebes
still in there.
Alright, look, we can come
back, but right now
he knows hes being watched.
Okay, its fine. Everythings
fine. Everythings okay.
Who was that?
Its nobody. Its nobody.
Everythings fine.
Who were you just talking
to? Whos upstairs?
I said its nobody.
Whos Otto? Is that your name?
My name is not fucking Otto!
My name is Arthur!
Arthur! Arthur! Arthur!
Im your fucking son, ma!
Im sorry.
That was inappropriate.
Uh, uh, okay.
Im sorry.
Hello.
Um, sorry to intrude.
I think the, uh, the mail
carrier mixed up our mail.
I live next door, so.
Hello.
Hello.
Um, really sorry to be in
your house like this.
I just want to make sure,
you know, you get your mail.
Hello?
Hello?
Oh, my God!
-Are you okay?
-No, no, no.
No, no, no, stay calm!
I'm going to get
you out of here!
I told you to be quiet.
Look what you made me do.
-No, no, no.
-No, no, no!
-If you could just listen.
-No, no, no.
Why couldnt you just
listen and be quiet?
Just a heads up, men's
bathroom is out of order.
Thanks.
Find anything useful?
Yeah, maybe something.
So, the satellite image shows
that there's a door
leading to the basement.
If she's down there, that's
probably the best
bet to get her.
You alright?
We were right there, Damian.
He saw us.
What if we spooked him
and he did something to her
because of us?
We don't know that.
We were right there.
What did you want to do?
You want to bust in there
and get ourselves killed?
You can't always be the hero.
Well, it's better me
than her, right?
What are we going to do now?
Ive been trying to pull the
stream, but there's no activity.
Hes not going to
go live again today.
He's probably too
busy on the lookout
or shitting his pants
or something.
Or he knows he's compromised
and he's moved her.
You know we're
going back, right?
You see, that's...
thats risky.
Because odds are, he's
either moved her
or he's waiting for
us to come back.
Okay.
Alright.
You want to go back?
Let me make myself clear.
We'll go back.
But, this isn't a
suicide mission.
If we can't save her, we abort
and we go to the police.
You understand me?
I hear you.
Hey, hey, hey!
So, whats the plan if he comes
out here and catches us?
We book it.
I mean, havent you
ever trespassed before?
What are you going to do?
Kick the front door in?
I don't know, Damien.
Do you have a better idea?
The satellite, it showed
an outside basement door.
That's got to be
an easier way in.
Hey, wait-- wait for me!
Right over here. This is it.
Hey, Damien.
Thanks for doing this with me.
No going back, right?
Damien, she was here.
She could be anywhere.
He couldnt have taken her far,
theres nothing out
there but woods.
What?
No, youre right. There's
nothing out here but woods.
That dirt, it's fresh.
Means shes out there.
Which way do we go?
This way. Come on.
Damien, over there!
Phoebe.
Phoebe.
Phoebe. Phoebe, please wake up.
Please, Phoebe, please, please,
please, please, please wake up!
Phoebe.
Phoebe. Please wake up.
Phoebe, please, please wake up.
Please, please, please.
She's breathing!
Damien-- Damien,
shes breathing!
Phoebe, hi.
Hi, hi, hi, please
wake up. Come on.
Come on, we're going
to get you up.
Its okay, its okay,
its okay. I know.
I know, I know.
Come on, okay.
Damien?
Alright, real quick.
Alright, come on.
Come on.
Okay, okay, okay, okay.
Damien!
Come on, we got to get you up.
Youre gonna be okay. Youve
just got to get up. You--
--Go!
I'm coming back for you.
You understand me?
Alright, come on.
Alright, dont look
back. Keep going.
Its okay.
Its okay. Were almost there.
Its gonna be fine, okay.
Okay, okay.
Its going to be okay.
No. Fuck.
Every fucking time!
What are we going to do now?
The van.
We're gonna take the van.
Um...
I need to go inside
and get the keys.
Okay, so you're going to stay
here, youre going to be fine.
No, no, no. Please
don't leave me. Please.
Take this. Take this.
Youll be fine. Lock the doors
and-- and just stay down, okay?
Youre gonna be fine.
Two minutes tops, okay?
Youre gonna be fine.
Okay.
Come on, come on, come on.
Fuck, where are you?
Okay.
Fuck!
What the fuck?
Where's Otto?
What have you done to
my sweet, dear Otto?
Ma?
I see youve met my mother.
No, dont run!
We can...
Lets get you to bed, ma.
Its bedtime.
Bedtime for ma!
Okay.
Go bed, go bed.
Miss.
It's okay.
You don't have to hide.
I'm sure we can...
handle this amicably.
Please just come out.
There's no reason to be afraid.
I know youre down here
you fucking cunt!
Hello?
-Drop it.
-What's your name?
Drop it.
She's not here, you know.
Sit down!
Here?
You don't have to
be here. Shes gone.
I know exactly where she is.
Shes safe.
-Shes such a brave girl.
-Shut up.
-Obedient.
-Shut up.
I really enjoyed my
time with--
--Shut up!
I dont think that killing me
is going to feel the way
you think it's going to feel.
Its going to feel
so much better.
Uh oh.
No! No!
Stop!
Help! No!
Help!
Listen to me, listen.
Be a good girl and give in.
Please-- please dont go.
Phoebe! Phoebe!
Ma! Ma! Ma!
Okay.
Okay.
You got it?
I need to go take of something.
Come on, we got to go.
We go to go.
We got to get up,
Damien, please come on.
Get up, Damien, please wake up.
Is your friend going to be okay?
Im sorry.
Where are you taking me?
Home.
What about you?
I dont know.
Oh, uh, what bedroom
do you want?
I dont care.
Here.
Thank you.
Oh, hey.
Whered you want this?
Oh, shit.
Thatd be it?
Uh, yeah.
You got I.D?
Oh, uh, yeah.
$12.28
-Need a bag?
-No, Im straight.
Shh! Just relax, alright?
This will all be over
soon, I promise.
Was she inside?
No.
You know, I dont know if I can
go through with it, Clyde.
I have a really bad
feeling about this.
I mean, what if we get caught?
Nows not the time to pussy out.
Now, pull yourself together
and lock the fuck in.
You hear me?
Yeah, man, I hear you.
You and I are about to be
rolling in so much fucking coin,
That well never have
to work again.
The worlds our oyster.
And all we gotta do is go live.