[Pulsating beat]
[Ascending hum]
[Low hum]
[Distant echoes]
[Pulsating beat]
[Noise increases volume]
[Mechanical pounding]
[Waves crashing]
[Deep rumbling]
[Train screeching]
[Footsteps]
[Street sounds]
Hi, you've reached Rachel's phone, I'm away at the moment,
so leave your details and I'll get back you. Thanks.
[Beep]
MALE VOICE: Ah... it's me.
Look, I know you don't wanna talk, but...
I'm back at work.
Yeah, I needed to after all that's happened.
It's paying really well.
Yeah, I just don't want you to worry.
Call me if you need me.
I love you.
[Key turning]
[Door prying open]
[Creaking]
[Locking]
[Water drips]
[Crumpling plastic]
[Camera snaps]
[Phone rings]
Yeah? THE EMPLOYER: Is that Parker?
- Speaking. - You got in fine?
Yeah, I did.
Is she home?
She is.
I got a good spot.
I haven't had a chance to get ears on her yet.
OK.
Anything to report?
Yeah. She overcooked her lasagna.
You wrap this one up soon.
Don't worry, I'll call tomorrow. Same time?
Sure. Same time. OK. Bye.
Yeah, bye.
[Hangs up phone]
[Thud]
[Flipping switch]
[Water drips]
[Waves crashing] [Low hum]
[Sniffles]
[Urinating]
[Phone rings]
VOICE ON PHONE: Cathgate Research Centre, Robert speaking.
Hey, Rob.
- Oh, hey. - Um, is Bret in yet?
Dr Buchanan just left a few seconds ago.
- Ah, yeah? - Anything wrong?
No... I'm just not feeling great this morning.
Oh, not coming in today?
I'm sorry, Rob.
Hey, don't worry about it. It's not a problem.
- Get yourself better, OK? - OK.
I will, thanks. Thanks, Rob.
- Bye. - See ya.
[click]
[Typing]
[Phone rings]
FEMALE VOICE: Hello?
Hi. Is this the Cathgate Research Center?
May I ask who's calling?
Ah, I'm just calling to find out if this is the Cathgate Research Centre.
- Yes it is. - Is Rob available?
I'm sorry, but he isn't available.
- Do you know when he'll be available? - I'm sorry, sir. What's your name?
Ah, this is Mike...Silver.
- How did you get this number? - Why?
I'm sorry but he isn't available. Can I take a message?
That's OK, maybe you can help me.
I was...talking to Rob about an employee working with you guys...
..blonde hair, pretty, late 20s...
I have completely forgotten her name... [Phone hangs up]
[Dial tone] Hello?
[Chuckling] They put you up here?
Yeah, I've had better jobs.
Lightbulbs.
Thanks.
Can I open a window?
Smells like piss in here.
How are things?
As good as they can be.
Talking to Rachel?
No. Still won't talk to me.
Just give her some time.
She'll come out of it soon enough.
I don't think this is something you can come out of.
We both know she's stubborn. She'll come around.
Yeah, maybe.
You wearing that chain?
Yep.
It was a Christening gift.
Oh, yeah.
Who gave it to him?
Can't remember.
Rachel might know.
So who are you spying on?
A woman.
Is she pretty at least?
It's only for a few days.
You don't think it's a little too soon for you?
It's just a few days. I'm fine.
So you're free for Thursday?
- Thursday? - My birthday.
Will Rachel be there?
I dunno. But you should come anyway.
Yeah, I'll try my best.
Oh. I'm sorry man.
Yeah, no. It's fine, Dan.
You should appeal it.
- No... I'm good. - You have to appeal them.
It's so much money! You'll spend forever paying it back.
It's fine.
Really.
[Door creaks]
Pull... hard.
[Door creaks]
Thanks so much man, what do I owe you?
Don't worry, I'll see you Thursday. Drinks on you.
Sure.
See you.
[Door creaks]
B-U-C-H-A-N-A-N.
- Yeah, OK. Got it. - See what you can dig up on him.
Mainly on his father, George Buchanan.
Yeah, sure.
I'll be here for another day but see what you can get on him.
- What address am I delivering to? - 128 Overlook St.
- Talk soon. Bye. - Bye.
[Water running]
[Tearing]
[Stapling]
[Ominous sound]
- I wanna speak to the client. - The client doesn't want to be contacted.
Oh, this is bullshit.
What do I do if he hits her again?
You're here to watch her. Just watch.
But then you tell me, what am I supposed to do if he harms her?
It'll be fine.
Don't worry. That's not your problem. We'll take care of it.
Is there anything else to report?
She hasn't left the apartment once, still haven't got sound in there.
I looked into her work at Cathgate Research Center.
- Couldn't find anything. - You tapped her phone line?
Yeah. She mentioned a guy on the phone when she called in sick,
a Dr Bret Buchanan. Heard the surname, looked them up.
- What did you find? - I did a general background check.
Turns out he's been groomed for politics, dropped out and studied physics in England.
What else?
Erm...he's the son of this George Buchanan.
Wealthy family. Father ran for Governor about 20 years ago.
There was a big scandal.
Not much else.
What do you know about this scandal?
Press dragged up something about an old mistress who disappeared.
Then he dropped out.
That's all I got.
Just focus on the girl.
That's not what we're after.
[Sigh] OK.
How are you for supplies?
- Good. - Sure?
Yeah. Friend dropped over some food, I'll be good until tomorrow.
What friend?
It's my brother-in-law.
We can trust him.
Well, no-one else.
Yeah. OK, no-one else.
I'll call tomorrow before you finish up. Sure.
[Hang up phone] Asshole.
[Camera snaps]
[Door closes]
[Paper rustling]
[Stapling]
[Spits]
[Electronic hum]
[Microwave beeping]
[Water running]
[Loud creaking]
Agh! [Gasping]
[Ominous sounds]
[Splashing] [Loud hum]
[Clicking]
[Locks rattling]
[Phone rings]
She hasn't left the house in 49 hours.
Ah....I also believe that Dr Buchanan is fiancee to our subject.
OK
I know that she also works at the Cathgate Research Center.
I-Is...is that all you needed to know?
No. We think there might be a few more days required.
What?
Just a few more days.
Yeah, well. Get someone else.
It's easy money.
Look, I don't care.
I've spoken to the client and they're willing to pay extra.
10,000 for the rest of the week.
15.
OK, 15 for the rest of the week.
OK, so what is it you want me to do? Same thing?
Yes. Just watching and reporting -
Look, I am happy to report back to you
but I need to know if this is gonna get worse.
Is there something I should be looking out for?
Just watch and report back. That simple. Yeah, sure.
Yeah, sure.
- Thanks, Parker. - Talk tomorrow.
[Hangs up phone]
FEMALE VOIE: Where were you?
Sorry, just been busy with work and my paper.
- You sound tired. - I am tired. So tired.
How long have you got left?
- End of the year. - Oh, that's pretty close.
It feels like forever, like I give it my all and never get anywhere.
It's not true. How's Bret and things?
- He's fine. Just the usual. - Usual?
Nevermind. How are things with you?
Yeah, as good as ever. Thinking we'll have to move soon.
- How come? - Oh, a lot of things.
Mainly rent, I guess.
We just got a letter telling us it's going up 15%
I told them to look for new tenants, it's just ridiculous.
What are you going to do? Are there cheaper places in your area?
Not really. Thinking we might go back with Mom.
- What about the kids and school? - I don't know.
Jeez. Here's me complaining about my problem.
Don't be stupid. We'll be fine.
I know you will.
Hey, let me know if there's anything I can do. Thanks, hun.
Anyway, better get back to it. Stanley's parent's are coming over tonight.
They're not so bad. They're assholes, but I can deal with it.
I hope you feel better soon, though.
Me too. I think I'm gonna take a long, hot, shower.
That sounds good.
- Bye. - See ya.
[Click]
[Door creaks]
[Door unlocking]
[Shower running] [Door creaks]
[Phone rings]
Hello?
Oh, hey.
Yeah. Yeah, that's fine.
No, don't worry about it.
Yeah, um...[trails off]
[Heavy breathing]
[Panting]
[Clicks]
[Ringing static]
[Muffled sounds]
[Muffled, distorted dialogue]
[Heavily distorted dialogue]
[Feedback whistles]
[Aggressive, distorted dialogue]
[Distorted dialogue continues]
[Distorted yelling]
Hey there, this is Charlie's answering machine.
Give it something. [Beep]
Ah, happy birthday, man.
Um... I'm not gonna able to make your party tonight,
the job got extended, so... gimme a call.
[Door slams]
[Raining] [Police siren in distance]
Hey. Find anything?
Yeah, yeah. I found out a few things.
Wealthy family, started out in oil, moved to media.
For the past four or five decades,
- they seem to keep to themselves. - Anything on Bret?
Oh, nothin' that you haven't already covered.
Ah, I have found something, though
that might interest you a little.
Yeah, that's George Buchanan's missing college girlfriend.
The thing is she wasn't missing. She was found on the family estate.
They were away at the time and she was there alone.
Who's this guy?
That was the groundskeeper,
he strangled her and then committed suicide in prison.
Hey, look, this is really explicit stuff for this kinda job.
There's some really weird shit in there, you know?
- You know what I'm saying? - This is off the record anyway.
You just keep it to yourself. Don't spread it around. Understand?
[Pleasured moaning]
[Moaning continues]
[Thunder claps]
[Moaning resumes]
[Watch ticking]
[Rain pouring]
[Heavy breathing]
[Feedback hum]
[Muffled dialogue]
[Pained sigh]
[Gasping in pain]
[Heaving]
[Toilet flushes]
[Water running]
[Spits]
[Coughing]
[Spits]
Ah. [Sniffles]
[Door closes]
[Flies buzz]
You should leave.
What?
You don't understand.
It's an offering.
- Yeah. He told me I should leave. - He spoke to you?
Is he the client?
No.
And what am I supposed to do?
Continue watching.
[Low hum of traffic]
That's gotta be my kitchen window. [Click]
[Clicking]
[Loud thud]
[Slow creak]
[Loud thud]
Oh fuck.
[Panting]
[Coughs]
[Squishing]
Anything to report?
[Clears throat]
I'm sorry, what?
Ah...report? No.
No.
OK then, Parker.
[Coughs] Yeah, nothing to report.
Good work. Not long 'til it's over now.
[Deep cough]
Yeah.
[Hangs up phone]
[Water running]
[Wretches]
[Audible static]
Hey there, this is Charlie's answering machine.
Give it something.
Ah...hi, Charlie.
It's Parker.
[Slurring] Just might need help with the job, I think I got a virus.
And, er... I need some flu stuff.
Gimme a call.
Thanks, buddy.
FEMALE VOICE: Stop watching.
[Static resumes]
Stop watching.
[Whispers] What the fuck...?
[Static rings loud]
[Static intensifies]
[Static cuts out]
[Static resumes briefly]
Stop watching.
[Heavy breathing]
[Dialing]
[Ringing]
Pick up the phone.
[Dial tone] Pick up the phone.
Come on!
ANSWERING MACHINE: Hey, this is Teneal.
Please leave a message and I'll call you back.
[Hangs up phone]
[Static ringing]
[Ringing intensifies]
LITTLE BOY'S VOICE: Daddy.
[Deep hum]
It's here.
Hi, you've reached Rachel's phone. I'm away at the moment.
Leave your details and I'll get back to you. Thanks.
Hey, Rach.
You're not calling me back.
I understand you want some space,
it's just... it's a bit hard sometimes.
I really miss our boy.
Oh, anyway... [Inhales]
I'm not gonna be around for a while, maybe a few months. I dunno.
I'm gonna put the money straight onto the hospital bills.
I really don't want you to worry.
So I'm gonna say...
..bye.
[Water running]
[Loud crash]
CHARLIE: What are you doing?
PARKER: I don't know.
You have to get the end that's not the head.
It won't break through.
Hold it firm.
It's too wet.
Get another one.
You have to...
..thread it through the sliced end.
Go right through.
And then.... Yeah, stick the head on the spike and it won't slide off.
I've had a prolapse.
It's my anus.
I need your help.
I have no one.
[laughing]
How are you feeling about being a dad?
I dunno.
How do you feel about being an uncle?
I don't know if I'm ready for it.
It's all just...you know...
..it's... I think you should get an abortion.
What's wrong with your face?
Charlie?
Roll it on the rock to dry it out,
you can get it on the hook easier that way.
CHARLIE: You know it's the girl.
They want her.
They came to my house.
They cut me.
[Tearing]
[Toilet flushing]
[Door closes]
[Flies buzz]
[Flies buzzing intensifies]
[Door creaks]
[Phone rings]
[Phone continues ringing]
Hello?
I'm leaving.
- Are you OK? - I'm sorry, but I'm leaving.
If you leave your contract is voided. Stay and it'll be fine.
Stop saying 'it'll be fine.' Everything's not fine.
- Something's wrong - What are you thinking, Parker?
This job's not what you're saying it is. I think you've been lying to me.
[Phone hangs up]
[Smash]
[Loud thud]
[Two smaller thuds]
[Distant rattling]
[Loud thud]
[Slow creak]
[Frenzied bashing]
[Bashing stops]
[Ringing feedback]
[Phone rings]
[Phone continues ringing]
[Ringing continues still]
[Phone rings louder]
[Phone keeps ringing]
[Phone ringing]
[Thud]
[Ringing ceases]
Yeah?
[Heart beating]
Who is this?
No, you don't know me.
No.
[Weeping]
No, I know what this is.
It won't stop her.
We're not part of this.
Why does it have to be her?
[Loud knocking]
Hey, T.
What are you doing?
You're still here.
You haven't left yet.
I heard you.
Were you talking about me?
I... Why don't we go now?
Together.
It was your father wasn't it?
You need to leave.
Or what?
You don't listen, do you?
Sorry, Bret. Bret.
You're upsetting me.
I'm upsetting you? No, you need to leave.
- You have to leave! - I'm not leaving!
- Will you listen? - Stop it, Bret.
- LISTEN TO ME! - Please, no, or I'll call the police.
- They can't do anything! - [slaps] Get out!
Get the fuck out.
[Gasps] [Door slams]
[Cries quietly]
[Door creaks]
[Cries]
[Camera snaps]
What was the argument about?
Um...he was drunk, he...
..wanted me to leave.
Leave here?
Yeah, just...
..hmm... to go away with him.
He'd been acting really weird over the past few days.
How do mean, weird?
Just...asking me to leave my job to move away with him.
Move where?
He never said.
And do you know why he would say that?
Can I see him?
- No. Sorry, you can't. - Why?
Bret's parents have requested that you not see him.
They can't do that.
- I'm afraid they can. - But we were supposed to get married.
Yes, but you're NOT married and you haven't been living together.
[scraping]
[Knocking]
[Dog barks]
C'mon, fella. Come on, buddy. Come on.
But that's ridiculous. Isn't there anything we can do?
Can you talk to them, can...?
Can they call me?
OK, great. Thank you.
Yeah. That would be great.
OK, so you'll call me later today?
Yep. OK.
Thanks. Thanks for your help.
[Keys jingling]
[Knocking]
Hello?
[Knocks] Hey.
[Clink]
Sir.
[Lock rattles]
Please.
[Screams]
[Hitting repeatedly]