The Cleaners (2025) Movie Script

[sound of waves]
[soft emotional music]
[South of France - 1962]
[tense music playing]
[wind howling]
[rope creaks with tension]
[dreamy electronic music begins]
[dreamy electronic music intensifies]
[Marseille, France - 1999]
[bus rumbles past]
So, does it work?
This?
Nope, it's fake.
It's only fake, bro.
You goin' to Asad's tonight?
Nah, I can't.
I have to go help my uncle
at his stupid grocery store.
4 A.M. bro,
just saying it makes me tired.
You know Haifa will be there.
Really?
Yeah, she'll be there.
Up to you...
If you come you'll be able to fuck her
Easily, I think.
Very very very very easily I think.
Your call, bro, if you can't
make it then you can't make it.
You're working.
How do you know that?
Did you forget, I know everything?
C'mon, seriously.
Ha! Elif told me.
What's wrong with, Elif? Always
making up stories about people.
She has to stop.
I know she's your chick but
she really has to calm down.
Well, you know what?
Don't believe me.
Go work, it's good.
We need to work.
Oh bro,
let me hear your rap, the one
you wrote last week. Please.
You liked it huh?
Yeah.
It's not finished.
Come on who cares, it's just the two of us.
I told you, you're the
artist, I'm your manager.
Let's see if it's good.
I want you to move your head alright?
[Ibrahim raps rhythmically]
The Hell.
Hey, you two!
You've been in my block?
Disgusting.
How you doin', Claude?
Talk to me, you piece of shit.
Why are you so rude, what did I do?
Stop lying. My boys told me you
were robbing tourists last week.
What? Us?
Ah no no no no, it wasn't us, Claude.
True or not?
Oh yeah, your boys? What
if your boys made a mistake?
Marco, come here Marco.
What are you doing, you pervert!
Do you think we're from the
same family to touch me like that?
You need to chill, Claude!
It's crazy! I told you
Ibrahim was sick last week!
Stop looking for problems
when there aren't any!
I'm just getting better. I
was totally stuck in bed.
You know what Claude? Look,
I don't want to be disrespectful
You don't want to be
disrespectful, tell him!
I swear, I don't respect
him! He is a pervert!
Shut up. We're gonna start from
scratch, here you go, this is for you.
What's this?
It's a gift! Because I'm a
good man, I'm telling you.
Because I'm a good man, I'm telling you.
I hope it works!
Come on, you really think I'd offer
you something that doesn't work
Between you and me, come
on, trust me a little, Claude.
Stay off my turf, alright?
Never in my life, don't worry.
Stop it. Stop it.
Old pervert!
He got a stroke.
Hey, you seem relaxed bro...
You offer him watches,
you touch his shoulder...
I'm gonna start asking questions!
But also, I understand you.
What are you saying? I told
you it's a fake! I don't give a shit!
I don't give a shit either!
It's about you, bro...
What?
[crow cawing]
[loud industrial buzzing]
You're late again, Marco... one more time.
Yes, sorry, sorry. I was...
One day you'll find joy
in having an honest job.
Yeah, sure.
Excuse me?
Nothing nothing.
Now get to work.
In a hurry to leave, as always.
What? No no it's just...
You have to grow up Marco.
You have to be responsible.
You know, there is no such thing as...
easy money.
I repeat that often.
Yeah, I know
Here you are,
Honest and clean money.
And nobody gets hurt.
Think about it
Thank you, uncle.
Welcome.
[truck rumbles past]
I'm gonna kill you, bitch!
Get lost, asshole!
[tense music builds]
I know I know, Zytos
Amir... why is it always
you who never pays on time?
I know... I'll pay you
back soon, I promise.
I know you're going to pay us back...
we all know that.
But, you know...
I have to check.
You understand that, right?
Oh, who's this?
Your son?
Yes.
Hey, kiddo.
Bring me some tea to drink, ok?
Do you wanna know something?
I like your kid.
You taught him well, right?
Oh!
Why such a shitty mood all of sudden.
Why's everyone so tense?
He said he would pay us
back, no need to worry, then!
Do you know why I'm not worried?
Because if you don't pay
back, I'll burn you and your son!
It would be better for your
dad to get us the money.
Go away... Go away you son of a bitch.
This is all your fault.
[sharp kick impacts wall]
[police sirens wailing]
Hey, check this out. What's this outfit?
How you doin', buddy?
What's up guys?
What's going on? You don't seem too well.
No, I'm fine.
Where were you, bro? Were
you kidnapped somewhere?
Were you in jail?
No no.
I found a new job!
Mechanic?
Hey bro...
What do you mean mechanic?
Bro, doesn't look like you found a job.
What's this outfit? You look like a bum.
I'm a gardener!
Garden-what?
Gardener!
And for your information,
it's a beautiful house.
Come on, stop it!
You're an expert at gardening now?
What's there to know? Pull
out weeds, water the plants...
It's a whore of a job, no?
What whore job? At least it pays well!
And what you don't know is that
the only person who lives there.
It's this hot chick
No shit!
And she is freakin' loaded!
Oh, come on. Stop it.
I'm listening, but why
are you lying like that?
What do you mean?
At least lie well.
You think I'm a joke or what,
why don't you listen to me?
Will you ever listen to me?
We're listening bro, but
you're lying right now.
Why would I lie?
There's even a driver
that picks me up every day.
No way... You have a private
driver who picks you up every day?
I ain't lying.
Come on, stop it, what driver?
You're taking the bus! What are you saying?
You know what guys, go fuck yourselves!
The bombshell's real, the
job's real, everything's real!
Even the work is real!
Everything's real yeah.
Alright? Fuck off.
I'm done, I'm done.
Hey where are you going?
What about your lie, is it true as well?
Everything's true!
Come on, come back!
Okay, alright, go get your tools
to play gardener or whatever else...
Oh, what did you do, how did
you get that disgusting scab?
I slipped on...
On your mother?
Hey little girl.
One of your candies just fell.
Not on purpose.
Aren't you supposed to be at school?
No, it's off today.
Aren't you supposed to be at work?
Oh la la...
Your candy looks good... Keep an eye on it.
Will you stop it?
What do you want, us to get upset?
Come on let's go, let's get to work
Incredible! She's 12
and she talks to me like...
It's ok I warned her, let's work.
That candy bag, hold
it tight, ok? Very tight.
[rap music intensifies]
You're looking at me strange, bro.
You changed something?
You only see it now? So?
You forgot your necklace.
Not cool. We give you gifts
and you don't even wear them.
Are you stupid or what?
You really didn't notice?
Noticed what? No.
Look at me carefully.
What? You're the same.
I tied my hair, don't you see, I tied it.
Ahhh you mean the mushroom on your head?
[sharp honking]
Hey there you clowns.
You didn't believe me, huh?
Go take the bus now!
Oh Ibra, what did you do to you head?
It looks like a mushroom!
[soft voices on late TV show]
[melancholic rap music]
[melancholic rap music intensifies]
Hey Simon!
What's going on?
Sit down.
What?
Where did that car come from?
It's all cool, you can
tell us if you rented it.
I can see you're panicking.
I already told you guys, you never listen!
The driver comes to pick me up, that's it.
Wait wait wait...
You're saying you're really
working for that heiress?
Sexy heiress.
Remember, that's what he said.
Yeah.
So you are their toasted gardener,
and they come and pick
you up in a luxury car?
What do you mean toasted?
Yeah, that's it!
Stop flexing with me, Simon.
Now you're gonna have
to give me some details.
Ok, ok.
[old projector motor humming]
[gentle, nostalgic piano]
At first, I thought she was some
rich guy's mistress or something.
But it's only her.
And she likes me I can feel it.
Sometimes she seems sad.
I think she's some kind of shut-in,
she never gets out of her villa.
But I'm starting to
seduce her, step by step.
If I play it right, I'll hire
both of you as my gardeners.
Once we're married.
What do you mean, married?
It's fate guys, what can I do?
Stop talking like that, ok?
What's wrong?
Stop talking garbage, I'm serious.
That villa, where is it?
Why, what're you going to do? Spy on me?
Yeah sure, we're going to
spy on you, you got it, genius.
What do you mean, spy on him?
No, we're not gonna spy on him...
Buddy, if that gold digger
is as loaded as you say
and you can seduce her.
The two of us have to meet her.
Don't ruin what I have, Marco!
Oh Simon, just tell me
where it is, that's all.
She told me not to tell anyone.
Simon!
What are you going to do? What's your plan?
Did you forget when you were in trouble?
Who was there for you?
Yeah, so what?
Who did you a favor?
Why are you bringing up the past?
I'm not, I'm just asking you for a favor.
Alright?
So?
Okay, Relax. I have to go now...
but I'll call you, I'll
keep you posted, okay?
Think about it.
Simon!
Don't forget.
Tell her good things about us, okay?
Bye.
What?
I don't want to be a gardener.
Gardener? What are you talking about?
We're not gonna be gardeners, bro.
Don't you see he's still bullshitting?
He's a professional liar,
his brain is toasted.
But Ibra, you saw the same car I did.
You saw it.
No matter where he works, with
his bitch-ass job, they're loaded.
So, we're getting an honest job?
Stop it with your honest jobs.
I swear on my mother, stop it.
I've told you a hundred times...
there's no honest jobs for us, okay?
That's a good plan.
It's alright! I'm kidding!
Whatever.
It will all go well, don't stress out.
Are you mad or what?
Come on Ibra come back, I'm kidding
Where are you going?
I'm gonna get tan, come on.
[soft rumble of a distant train]
Damn it!
You stupid or what? You told
me you knew how to drive?
Of course I know how to drive! I'm a pilot!
Where did you get these, huh?
A German couple.
Whoa, you enjoyed yourself!
Come on let me check it.
Don't touch it, touch your ass, bro!
Come on stop being a dick! Give it to me!
I can't see shit.
Get lost!
What do you see?
Bastard, Simon, he's not a liar!
Come on. Tell me what's happening.
I can't believe it.
Talk!
You know what, I'm tired of you.
What?
Are they mine, or yours? Who stole them?
Look at the front!
It's me.
There, there!
We agree on that.
The freak in tragedy!
This bastard fucks her.
For sure, for sure, bro.
I don't know, how did this clown do it?
She's so hot!
There must be something.
I'm sure he gives her
drugs, or she must be blind.
What do you see?
Give it to me!
There's a big ass cheetah behind you!
Shut up, stop saying shit!
Can't you be serious for
at least thirty seconds.
Look at it, I'm gonna insult you.
It's you the big ass cheetah.
There is something behind you I swear.
What the hell!
It's a damn donkey, what are you saying?
It a cheetah thing, I'm sure!
No no it's a donkey!
Come on let's get the hell
out of here. Too much noises.
[rap music intensifies]
[bells ringing]
Dude, it's gonna work. I'm telling you.
Don't start pissing your pants!
No no no I'm not helping you.
She can feel it when things are off.
Shes got some kind
of sixth sense about it...
for that kinda stuff.
Oh yeah...
Aren't you fed up? Aren't you fed up?
What do you mean fed up?
You're breaking my balls with your lies.
When are you gonna stop?
What's going on?
What are you afraid of?
She a spy or something, your princess?
Stop it once and for all, Simon!
I should have never
told you about all this!
Yeah, well, now we know, too late.
You're breaking my balls.
It's too late, you told us.
Now take responsibility for it.
I'll explain this to you,
you're in, or you lose your job.
Personally, I don't want
to put a gardener out of job.
Not my style.
Oh, really you want me unemployed...
But what do you want to do to her?
Why don't you leave her alone!
Come on, calm down, relax!
We're not gonna do
anything to your little gadji.
We're just gonna steal
some jewelry and some cash.
Come on she's freakin'
loaded, she won't even notice!
These rich pigs never notice.
What are you talking about?
She is sweet, very sweet...
You're in love with her?
Tell us, because we don't get it...
What do you mean in love?
What do you care? I'm in love!
Or I'm not in love with her.
Why are you breaking my balls about this?
And you, who are you really?
Who are you... who are
you in the crime business?
You're a jagoff.
You only know how to trick
idiots downtown to do shit.
You're a real jagoff.
Simon, Simon...
Man, I'm trying to get
out here, working quietly!
Oh oh oh Simon...
Stop just venting air, alright?
Stop venting air...
The true truth, you guys don't understand.
Yesterday something
crazy happened out there.
I had to bury her horse.
It was mutilated, massacred...
And you still believe him?
He's full of fantastic stories!
Wait a sec.
Told her, let's call the
firemen, and she said no.
Don't call the firemen,
don't call the cops, nobody.
Wait what? Wait wait...
What do you mean she
didn't want to call them?
What about you, you like the pigs?
Well, it's the same, use your head!
No come on it's not the same dude.
What are you saying, she's
just an upper-class chick.
And so what?
She must have a good
reason not to call the cops!
Can you hear him! He buried a horse...
and who did that save?
I swear on my mother,
why can't you understand?
Can't you tell he's been making up stories?
What stories?
Are you gonna believe me or what?
I'm gonna start losing it!
Listen to me, understand me a little!
Ibra, Ibra, Ibra, come here.
I swear I got an idea.
Come on, you and your ideas...
I swear on my mother, I have an idea.
I've had enough of your ideas.
I got an idea...
You're falling for it.
Even me, I'm an idiot,
and I wouldn't fall for it.
What?
[intense cicadas buzzing]
[suspenseful music]
[creeping sound]
[antique pendulum swinging]
[creeping sound]
[haunting piano melody]
Simon.
What are you doing here?
I was just...
Do you need anything?
Everything I need is outside.
I thought that...
Come close to me, Simon.
You seem upset.
Me?
No! I'm cool.
Tell me...
Tell me, what's on your mind?
I was actually thinking
about the horse. I have some
colleagues who could help
in that kind of situation.
If you feel like it.
And if you don't...
You'd like them
It's really kind of you
to care about me, Simon.
Let me make you some tea.
Thank you.
You'll like them.
Sure.
If you say so... Simon.
You see how nice it is?
You gonna be the real deal.
Oh yeah?
You look magnificent, bro.
Do you know who you look like?
No?
Look at me...
Wait.
Tony Montana!
The real deal, little brother.
Here we go, very nice.
You like it already.
Very nice.
Where did you steal it from?
Oh! Hello!
Where did she get it from?
She giving it to me, or what?
Wait a sec.
Stop talking nonsense.
This suit isn't yours.
This suit does not belong to you.
This suit belongs to the dry cleaners.
If you damage it, I'm telling you.
She will kill me, kill you...
She'll kill Simon.
She'll kill all your family.
Kill your grandma.
Kill my auntie.
She will kill the guys over there.
I got it.
Stop being stupid.
I got it alright!
Stop yourself.
Shut up!
Yes ok, look.
I got something too.
Very classy, no?
Hum... yeah, maybe not.
The Cleaners?
Yeah, this is for the mystery look.
Not really...
It means Cleaners in English
You went to school or what?
Gardener, Fireman, now cleaning lady?
What's next?
Officer of the law?
You want to be a pig?
What are you talking about?
Dude, Well, it looks like it!
Did you lose your mind?
Use your head for two minutes!
What are you talking about?
I don't know, it says the cleaners...
and there's not even a phone number.
But of course there is...
Okay, forget about
it, she'll get it anyways
She will know it...
Come on let's go.
I like your card.
A card without a phone number.
I like it, It's smart.
You like the suit?
[Artic Circle - Norway]
[wind and waves crashing]
And for the payment?
You, what about you keep rowing?
[soft crunching in snow]
You are a day early.
Better early, I guess.
Seven years tomorrow.
Seven years since that bitch
took everything from me.
How? How come we can't find
her? Not enough money? I'll pay...
Sir, it isn't a question
of money. She's just...
What? People like her don't disappear.
I understand, but...
I meant no offense
No... Of course not.
[cell phone rings]
Z'up.
How is it on this fine day?
Yeah, still no news.
Well you better search harder.
Well YOU better stop calling me every
single fucking day, what about that.
Everyone's from the 4 corners of Europe is
getting desperate.
Someone gonna get killed.
I'm dead already man,
Everything around here is dead.
Better search harder...
Track a fucking useless
mobile phone, Sure, why not...
Come on...
Come on! Come on!
It's not fair, you aren't doing
anything. Just sitting in the car!
Excuse me, excuse me...
Hey girls, there's a
little problem with his tie.
Sorry but... Are you going
to a wedding like this?
Excuse me, excuse me...
Do you have a token I could have?
Because I don't have... euh...
Why don't you buy some?
You don't have money?
What?
Yes yes yes of course I'm loaded!
It's just that
Ok, alright, here you are
But it's just because
you have a pretty face!
Pick it up.
Come on, don't stand there!
Hurry up!
You're going to be late for the ceremony!
[creepy music intensifies]
Good afternoon.
[mechanical bird chirping]
Careful...
Be a shame if you cut yourself.
Good afternoon.
Sorry, I did not mean to bother you.
No problem at all.
You're one of Simon's friends.
Yes! Well...
He's my associate.
Your associate...
is a great professional.
I like what you're wearing.
It fits you well.
It gives you...
A very sexy look.
Should I offer you something?
Yes, sure, whatever you want.
I'm really happy Simon
could arrange this meeting.
And why is that?
Simon...
I mean, your associate.
He knows I appreciate my privacy.
Thanks.
To be honest, You can trust me.
Confidentiality is...
One of the greatest pillars for me.
I mean for us, for my company.
Your company...
Yeah.
Actually, I handle a cleaning company...
very confidential. If
you see what I mean.
If you ever have any
problem in the future...
Do you have a leaflet explaining all this?
No no but...
I have a business card.
Excuse me, shit...
Don't worry.
So...
You clean, right?
Oh yes, sure, sure, sorry.
I'm joking.
I'll ask Simon to clean it up later.
It would be a shame to dirty your suit.
It just got dry cleaned, right?
Well... Thank you anyway, sorry for that.
And as I said earlier.
If you ever need a specialists,
do not hesitate.
Fuck...
How stupid am I?
The phone number.
Fucking hell.
She really does need a cleaner...
What a mess...
What the hell is this!?
Marco.
What's going on?
Nothing... nothing...
And nothing can do this to a man?
Uncle, please, not today, alright?
Why do you hate working here so much?
You would prefer having fun downtown?
Robbing the wealthy?
Is that it?
Look at them, Marco.
Look at them carefully.
You really believe they are all happy?
[soft, somber music]
[fan oscillating quietly]
Shut the fuck up.
Hold him tight.
I said tight, very tight.
What... What are you doing?
Not this!
No No... anything but this!
Think about my son!
Good afternoon, sir.
No, no! Please stop!
How much do you weigh?
I would say, roughly, 75-80 kg?
There's work to do!
Hey big guy, give me a hand?
What are you doing?
Why are you doing that?
Your dad had his chance, little boy.
If you want you can leave now.
Or, if you prefer you can stay.
But I have to warn you...
Burning flesh doesn't smell like roses
Wait wait wait.
I'm begging you!
I can pay you back.
I swear I can pay.
Look I have the cash.
I can give you some money now.
I don't know how much he owes
you but I can give something now.
I will pay you the remaining
in ten days. I swear.
[deep horn from passing boat]
[deep horn from passing boat]
Hey, what are you doing?
Don't stay on the beach!
We saw you here already, get out!
[soft, emotional music]
[phone dialing]
[phone dialing]
Hey, where are you?
Where's Simon?
It's been days and he hasn't
called me. What the fuck?
What do you mean the plan?
The fucking plan!
The plan!
The fuck-you-all plan!
We don't need Simon alright!
Fuck Simon!
That bastard let us
down, we go without him!
You understand?
Without him.
Only you and me.
I can't wait one more month, I can't
stay one more month with my dad
Listen, We're gonna do it as planned.
She goes out once a week.
I don't know what for, maybe shopping.
I don't give a shit!
The house will be empty.
I'll drop you off.
Leave you there.
And you wait for her to call me.
[tense music builds]
Get out of that car.
[cell phone ringing]
The Cleaners, Hello?
Yes, sure it's us.
Okay Don't move, don't worry.
I'll be right there!
[low, ominous tones]
Hello.
Anyone?
Oh, Marco!
I didn't know who to... call...
What's the problem?
Oh, you know...
some tea?
Sure.
I can trust you?
Of course.
Follow me.
I have absolutely no
idea how this happened.
You can clean anything, right?
Absolutely everything.
And, we are extremely confidential.
That's very reassuring.
This way, is it?
Yes.
And don't worry.
We are very reassuring.
Got it...
You think you can handle this?
Sure.
That's my job, Madam.
But I have to warn you, right away.
It might be expensive.
Really?
A cleaning like this.
And for the payment,
it has to be cash or gold.
I see...
Makes sense.
If you don't mind...
I'd rather be alone.
I don't want to trouble you.
Thank you.
Oh Ibra, you alright?
Hey bro, we're gonna be rich!
She's totally kookoo!
What's this?
Ibra, Ibra!
I'm not sure that I have enough money...
So, I brought a...
very big knife.
A what?
My father. He was a kind of... Butcher.
I thought... this could help.
No no it's ok, don't worry.
I have my own tools.
Really...
I'll leave you then.
Ibra, wake up!
Wake up!
Dude, what are you doing! Wake up!
Ibrahim!
Fucking wake up!
Are you ok?
What is it?
Speak to me!
What?
She knows.
She knows.
No she doesn't know, dude!
Don't you see she's totally crazy, bro.
Don't wor...
[terrified screaming]
Ibrahim!
Ibra!
[a wedding in hell]
[a bloody massacre reveals
Meollas and DiRusso families]
[buzzing phone breaks silence]
[computer buzzing]
Come on, where is my fucking phone.
It's better be important.
South of France, Aix en Provence?
Just give me the address, I
will get the info to the network.
[Albania]
What the fuck!
What is happening there?
Who are you?
We found the bride.
Get everyone prepared.
I mean, EVERYONE.
[Karyes - Greece]
Hello.
How are you sweetheart?
They found the woman.
Are you sure?
Yes.
Listen to me very carefully.
You're going to contact our men there.
They need to get ready.
It's time.
[door lock clicks open]
[distant screaming]
[dramatic music intensifies]
Simon, Simon... Simon!
I'm here.
What happened to you?
My eyes!
What's in my eyes?
Get it out.
Don't move!
Slowly.
Marco!
Help me!
Don't move, don't move.
Marco!
I'm done!
Don't worry!
No!
[screams in the distance]
Ibrahim!
[heavy panting]
I will kill that bitch.
I will kill that slut!
Ibrahim Charif.
What the hell am I going do with you?
You're gonna kill me?
I haven't decided yet.
What's wrong with you?
Ibra...
Holy shit Ibra you're alive!
Holy shit!
Untie me!
Wait, let me do it!
You stay back!
Don't fuck in move!
Don't move, don't move...
I swear, don't move!
Please...
Don't worry I'm here.
BACK OFF!
[single gunshot]
Ibra!
Ibra!
Ibra!
[continuous gunfire]
[shattering glass]
They're not in here!
No kidding, Sherlock.
She couldn't have gone far...
If she leaves the estate she
won't have her family's protection.
Who is this woman, anyways?
Who's asking?
Just want to know...
for my personal records.
Vincenzo DiRusso, does that ring a bell?
Vicenzo?
Vincenzo... The Butcher?
His sweet little daughter.
I remember now...
There was something weird about them!
The famous DiRusso family...
Yeah.
Something?
Yes.
A ducking massacre!
Yeah, that rings a bell.
The ducking bitch killed
all those bastards.
A real legend for sure.
She disappeared for years...
nobody knew where she was.
The Countess...
That's what we used to call her.
Her husband-to-be was fucking
all the whores around town.
Or maybe...
He was fucking all the
chicks from the other families.
Who knows...
Damn it, a real massacre!
One more word and I'll
blow your tiny little brain out!
Here and now!
Oh daddy, I'm so scared!
You should just shut up.
Sure.
You're being too tense.
But really, that chick...
I might ask her for an autograph.
[burning flesh sizzling]
You still want that fuckin' autograph?
She killed all my family and
he wants a fucking autograph!
[agonized groan]
Do you know you're a crazy bitch?
You're a psychopath!
A psychopath?
This kid...
You are so annoying.
Do you know what it is to...
You wear me out.
You done now?
Do it!
Stab me.
Stab me now.
Do it!
Leave.
Your car is at the gate.
Or maybe...
You can take some responsibility.
You will have to trust me Marco.
I am your last hope.
Fine but I'm not using
a degenerate's weapon.
Alright...
No problem with that.
Hide.
There's only one more to eliminate.
Listen to me carefully.
Go into the house, quietly.
Take everything that's in the safe.
We'll meet at the warehouse.
The key is under it.
Wait, what's in the safe?
[low, uneasy music]
[door lock disengages]
Don't try to run.
Every time somebody sees a gun,
They start thinking they're
gonna get through the bullets.
But it'll be be the other way around.
What's in the safe?
I asked you a question.
Nothing, there's nothing...
It's empty.
You sure?
Drop that. That isn't yours!
You're right
Here you go.
Take it.
You have to help me, son.
Why would I help a psychopath...
son of a bitch like you, huh?
She's using you as a bait.
In case you didn't notice.
Bring me to her.
And I'll let you go, free.
You can keep on living
your life, same as before.
Taking out the trash, doing the dishes...
Giving little kisses to your mommy.
You will close your eyes...
and you'll wake up in your warm bed.
The good old routine.
How does it sound?
Okay.
Come on, move!
Quicker!
What's that?
Well... oh well!
That is surprising!
She has a flair for the dramatic, I admit.
What do you think?
Doesn't look like a trap to me.
I guess this is when
I tell you to go first.
Wait.
Wait, what?
You just said it was a trap!
Did I?
Come on, don't worry...
If your heart is light enough,
you'll get through the bullets.
Move forward!
Look ahead!
Faster.
What did she do to you exactly?
Take a guess!
Alright, I'm losing patience.
Hellooooo!
Show yourself, bitch!
It's your wedding night!
Come down here!
I'm going make you dance all night long...
I'll take the lead, honey.
What the fuck is this!
You knew about this, you bastard!
What are you doing?
Go that way!
You will get around them.
Your car is at the end.
[hunting dogs barking]
[intense screaming]
[police sirens wailing]
[police radio chatter]
[tender music playing softly]
[ominous sound]