Where are you?
No. No, we don't have 15 minutes.
We need that location to the video feed.
Hey. I don't think we should stop, OK?
Hello? Can you hear me?
It's the second time I've had to wake up...
in this shit hole.
You think you can stand up?
Yeah. But I don't really want to.
There's so much left to do.
So many people left to talk to.
This can't be it.
It's not.
Amanda, you said you survived this, right?
I what?
This guy... whoever's doing it...
you said that you've played before, and you survived.
Yeah.
So that means we could survive.
Yeah.
Amanda, why did he pick you?
Because I was a fuckin' junkie.
And the funny thing is...
I passed the little test.
If you passed his test, then why are you back here?
I wasn't being very good to myself.
How long have you...
I started in jail.
- What were you arrested for? - Possession.
But, I thought you said that...
Maybe you should talk to the cop who arrested me.
I'm guessing you've never been arrested before.
No. I mean, I've been in trouble a few times, you know?
In and out of stuff. My dad's a...
He's a real hard-ass.
He's probably got half the city right now looking for me...
just so he can kick my ass for disappearing on him.
Yeah. Probably.
We found a door. Come on.
Come on. We have to go.
It's the only one without a lock...
but we can't get it open.
- How's it going? - It's stuck on something.
Oh, shit.
Here, let me try. Move, move!
- Come on. - Take it easy. Jeez!
Back up, all right?
If it's stuck, it's a trap.
Lady, this whole house is a trap.
Obviously someone didn't want us to get in this room.
- Now what? - I'm gonna be right back, OK?
Whatever we do, we got three minutes to get it done.
Hello, Xavier. I want to play a game.
The game I want to play is very similar...
to the one that you've been playing as a drug dealer.
A game of offering hope to the desperate...
for a price.
I think we can agree that your situation is desperate...
so I offer you hope.
The price you pay...
is that you must crawl into the same pit of squalor...
your force your customers into.
By entering this room, a timer has been started.
When the timer expires...
the door in front of you will be locked forever.
- Guys... guys. - What?
...before the timer runs out.
Can you unlock it...
and retrieve the antidote inside?
I will give you just one hint as to where that key is
It will be like finding a needle in a haystack.
Let the game begin.
Somebody's going in there.
Somebody is fuckin' going in there, man.
No! No! No!
- Oh, shit. - What did you do?
What have you done?
No! No! No!
Shit!
My God.
Come on! We don't have time!
Oh, shit.
What the fuck's wrong with you?
What are you doing?
- You're out of your fuckin' mind. - Hurry up.
Oh, shit!
Come on!
We don't have time.
Keep fuckin' looking.
- Come on! Come on! - Fuck you!
Oh, God!
Someone's gotta help her.
What the fuck, guys?!
No. No. No. No.
No. God, no!
Come on.
No! No! No!
Fuckin' bitch!
All right. That's enough.
That's not nearly enough, man.
Stop this bullshit!
Did you hear that tape?
He knows about us.
Our names.
There is something that we're not seeing.
Jail.
You said you three had been there.
Make it four.
For what?
Doesn't matter.
Anybody else want to own up?
What about you? You got juvie written all over you.
No, never been.
All right. Let's talk this out.
No. No more talking.
The only thing you people have in common...
is holding me back.
I'm gone.
Where is this goddamn tech team?
They'll be here any second.
I'm not listening to this anymore. Another second is too fuckin' long.
Look, I know how this guy works, OK?
He's playing a game.
Eric just needs to stay in it a little bit longer.
Take a look at the clock.
You need to start thinking outside the box...
or his son is gonna end up in one.
His work.
You want to get to him, that's how you do it.
He's relishing this.
It's an opportunity to be heard, to be studied.
Threaten to destroy his work.
How will you get your conviction without all this evidence, Eric?
I don't need this shit to convict you.
So go ahead. Destroy it.
- I will. - Destroy it all.
Just know it will not save your son if you do.
You kill my son, I kill you.
Go ahead. Why wait?
We both know the sort of person you are.
- Sir... - Get out of here.
The sort of person who guns down an unarmed suspect.
In fact, the sort of person who plants evidence...
in order to obtain a conviction.
The sort of person whose wife leaves him...
- and whose son hates him. - Shut the fuck up!
He set up all the traces to the satellite.
Let's go.
Your tech team's arrived.
Just in time.
You better hope they find the source of that feed.
There's something I haven't told you, Eric.
- I'm done listening to you. - Maybe I can just show it to you.
But unfortunately, it's going to be difficult for me to get it myself...
so perhaps you could ask the people...
who are listening on that walkie in there...
if they could get it for me, all right?
Brown desk.
Second drawer down.
You might not remember all those people...
but I'm sure they remember you.
You were the arresting officer in all their cases...
and you were the one who planted all the evidence...
used to obtain their convictions.
You were the one who put them away.
Your son is playing a game with a lot of people...
who don't like you very much, detective.
It would be a shame if they discovered who he was.
You all possess the combination to the safe.
Think hard. The numbers are in the back of your mind.
The clues of their order can be found over the rainbow.
Son of a bitch.
What are you doing?
I haven't decided yet.
You know, the others... they're scared of you.
Good.
You and me...
we can keep going at each other like we're back in the yard...
or we can come together and figure out who's doing this to us.
You and the others can do what you want.
I already found what I'm looking for.
You remind me of me.
No matter what kind of fucked up situation you're in...
you always gotta find yourself an enemy.
You know what?
I got enemies, man.
Outside these fuckin' walls, bro.
And they're looking for me. And if they don't find me...
they going after the ones closest to me.
My family.
You understand?
No. I don't understand.
It's just me...
and that's the way I like it.
Now, turn around.
What?
Turn around.
Oh, shit.
No. We can't stop.
Shit.
Oh, my God.
We've been here for two hours. If what that tape says is true...
then in one hour, the front door will open.
- We're not gonna make it that long. - That's a real winning attitude.
She knows what she's talking about.
Oh, yeah?
"X" marks the spot.
What?
"X" marks...
marks the spot. There's the answer.
What are you doing with him?
This is your father?
- What, you know him? - Yeah.
He's the guy who put me away. He set me up.
Tell me that's not your father.
Fuck.
It's OK. It's OK.
I can't trust any of you.
You two are on your own.
Now we know what we have in common.
Amanda, please. I didn't know.
Hey, kid, Amanda!
Where are you?
Please don't leave me.
We gotta move.
Hey, kid.
Amanda!
I found a way out.
Eight.
Hey, kid!
Do... not...
run.
Eric!
Eric! No! Stop!
Get your hands off of me!
We tried it your way.
You motherfucker, where is he?
Eric.
Damn it.
Not a lot to go now until your son is pissing blood.
Now, that's the Eric Mathews they gave medals to.
Help!
Help me!
Oh, my God.
Jonas.
Help me!
Help!
Please.
It's OK.
- Help me. - It's OK.
No!
Fucker!
No!
Amanda.
Nobody's listening anymore, asshole.
Open your mouth.
Open your mouth. Come on. There you go.
You gonna tell me where he is now?
What?
Say it again.
Game... game over.
I'll take you to the house.
You're gonna take me right now. Right now.
I will only take you.
No one else.
All right.
Me and you.
How do we get out of here?
There's a button on the wall.
You better hurry.
There's not much time left.
- The elevator! Open it! - Come on!
- Pull it down! - Fuck!
Secure the warehouse now!
All right. Let's go!
- Go! Go! Go! Go! - Damn it.
We've got a lock.
This is Kerry. They're both gone.
If I don't find my son, I swear to God...
Kerry, they're gone. Fucking gone.
Yes! Kerry. We got a lock. We got a lock on the house.
- Rigg, we got it. - What?!
237 North Hyde Crescent.
237 North Hyde Crescent. Got it.
Where to now?
Straight ahead.
Come on, come on. Where are you?
Make a right on Alfred.
Come on, let's go!
Open the fucking door!
Open the door! There's nowhere to go!
All I want is the number on the back of your head!
There's nowhere to go! Come on, Amanda!
I can't hold it.
Come on, let me in! Let me in!
Open the door! Come on!
What do we do?
Take a left at the next street.
It's the last house on the left.
Oh, shit.
Oh, shit!
Come on!
Come on, Amanda!
- Man, what is it? - It's a door.
It's a fucking door.
You have nowhere to go! You have nowhere to go!
Come on!
Help me move this thing.
I'm not gonna hurt you!
Come on, Amanda!
- Shit, it's locked! - Let me in!
Come on. Open this door!
Come on!
The key. The one we found with the tape recorder.
Where is it? Where is it?
Fuck!
Jonas. Jonas had it last.
Come on, Amanda!
Find it! Hurry!
Come on!
Come on! Open this door! Let me in!
Eric, you're gonna need this key...
when you get inside the house.
No!
Where the hell are we?
Run! Run!
Daniel?
Daniel!
Daniel, we've got to go! We've got to go!
Run.
- All right, come on. - Let's go, let's go.
Go, go, go!
- Hallway's clear. - We're in.
Daniel!
Ground floor secure.
Moving out. Moving out.
Kerry, we're in the house. I repeat... we're in the house.
I cannot see you, sergeant. Repeat... cannot see you.
Repeat... I cannot see you.
- Where the hell is everybody? - What is your 20?
Rigg, do you copy?
Hello, Mr. Hindle.
Follow your heart.
I wish I would've checked in there first.
What the fuck is this?
My name is "Very fucking confused!" What's your name?
I'm gonna kill your husband now.
He doesn't want us to cut through our chains.
What are you doing? No!
He wants us to cut through our feet.
Oh, my God!
Daniel!
Oh, no.
Please.
He's gone.
It doesn't matter.
All I want is the number on the back of his neck.
And then yours.
You still don't know your own number.
How are you gonna get it if I don't tell you?
Daniel!
Fuck.
Daniel?
I still cannot see you, sergeant.
Rigg, do you copy?
- Left side clear. - Right side clear.
All clear.
I still can't see you, sergeant. I repeat... cannot see you.
It's not live.
Kerry, we're in the wrong fucking house!
They've been dead this whole fucking time.
- Get your team out of there. - Let's go.
Daniel?
Daniel.
Hello, Eric.
You probably don't even remember me...
but you changed my life once.
You sent me to prison.
I was guilty of a lot of things...
but not the drug charge you framed me for.
You wouldn't know the things you lose...
when you're locked away.
The second time somebody changed my life...
I was guilty.
Hello, Amanda.
But my life was saved that day.
- You said you survived this, right? - Yeah.
I found myself a father...
a leader... a teacher.
You must meet death...
in order to be reborn.
He helped me.
What is the cure for cancer, Eric?
Those that don't appreciate life do not deserve life.
The cure for death itself.
The answer is immortality.
Daniel!
By creating a legacy...
by living a life worth remembering...
you become immortal.
So now we find the tables are turned.
He asked for you.
- What the fuck do you want? - I told you.
- He wants us to survive this. - I want to play a game.
You have to play by the fucking rules!
The rules are simple. All you have to do...
- is sit here and talk to me. - What?
If you can do that long enough...
you will find your son in a safe and secure state.
What the fuck is that?
It's your son Daniel. You remember him, don't you?
My dad's a real hard-ass.
I call you unworthy of the life you've been given.
The knowledge of your son's impending death...
has caused you to forgive all his sins.
Why is it that we're only willing to do that...
- when a life is at stake? - Daniel!
- I'm not listening to you. - Don't forget the rules.
Shut the fuck up!
- He's playing a game. - I don't want to talk to him.
You're not saying shit.
We both know the sort of person you are.
Not long to go now until your son is pissing...
I'll take you to the house.
Daniel?
Something I haven't told you, Eric.
It is I who will carry on John's work after he dies.
Daniel!
So go ahead. Destroy it.
- And you... - Daniel!
Are my first test subject.
Now you are locked away...
helpless and alone.
Fucking bitch.
Game over.
I'll fucking kill you!
You fucking bitch!
I'll fucking kill you!
No!