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(tense brooding music)

(flames crackle)

(sirens wail in distance)

(cars whoosh past)

(sirens wail in distance)

(wind blows)

(engine rumbles)

(siren wails in distance)

(sirens wail)
(cars whoosh past)

(slow dramatic music)

(car whooshes past)

(women pant)
(footsteps thud)

(dog barks in distance)

- Breathe evenly. We just
got two more times around.

- Uh uh. I've had it.

- God, you're outta shape.

- I'm not the one training
for the triathlon here.

- Give me a break, Julie!
You're nearly half my age.

- Yeah, but old people need more exercise.

- Oh yeah? I'll show you old!

- No!
- I don't believe it.

- No, no!
- You are gonna pay for that!

All right, all right, say it! Say it!

- Never! No!
- Say it!

You know the punishment. Say
it, am I young or am I old?

- You are not so old. (laughs)

- What? What?
- Okay, okay.

You're young. All right?
- All right.

- Okay.
- Much better.

(women laugh and pant)

(frogs croak)

- Stace?
- Hmm?

- You didn't tell anybody, did you?

I mean, about school and everything?

- What, do I look like a tabid? No.

I think it's up to you
who you tell and when.

- (sighs) Promise?

- (laughs) Pinky swear,

but I think you're making
a mistake, you know,

not talking to her about it.
- Yeah, well.

- Okay, two more laps. Let's go.

- No, I'm going in.
- Chicken!

(dog barks in distance)

(siren wails)
(people chatter indistinctly)

- Come on, y'all. It's time to go.

- Ah, Thad, please.
- No.

You two gotta get ready for supper.

I'll be back in a little while, all right?

- Just a little more.

- You think I'm playing? Get in there.

Stop crying like you're some kind of baby.

(door thuds shut)
(siren wails)

(coins clink)

(dark brooding music)

(horn honks)
(siren wails)

(traffic rushes and honks)

(people chatter indistinctly)
(phone rings)

- I'm looking for a Vincent Fugazi.

- Over there.
That's me. You found him.

- Washington, 17th. I
hear you're shorthanded.

- Blue flu. Happens every holiday.

Welcome to the Alamo, last
stop close to civilization.

Let me show you the lockers.

(computer keys clack)
(computer beeps)

(computer rings)

(computer buzzes)
(dinnerware clinks)

(computer buzzes)
(glass dings)

- Damn!
- Having trouble?

- Why I ever thought
electrical engineering

would be useful is beyond me.

- (laughs) With me, it was chemistry.

Oh God, how I hated chemistry.

I wanted to explore people's minds,

not chart the basic elements.

- So what happened?

- Well, I found out that 1/3
of all psychiatric disorders

is a direct result of
a chemical imbalance.

- Yeah, but architecture's
a little different.

- Not really.

What you love, what
attracted you is the style.

That's the fun part.

It's the function that's drudgery,

but the style is meaningless
without the function.

Do you see what I mean?
- Yeah, but it's still a drag.

- I missed you.

- I missed you, too, Mom.

- Is everything all right?
- Yeah, yeah. It's fine.

It's just, you know, stuff.

- Mm-hmm.
- Did Daddy call yet?

- Yes. He said he wasn't
gonna be able to make it.

- Oh, bummer. Come on.

Let's eat. I'm starving.

(heels clack)

(people chatter indistinctly)
(traffic rumbles)

- [Radio Reporter] (speaks
indistinctly) shotgun

at a downtown restaurant.

10 people are dead,
including three children.

There were several serious injuries.

Police say they have
the suspect in custody,

but aren't releasing
any information until.

(people chatter indistinctly)

- [Person] Can you shut up or what?

- Why don't you shut up
- Shut up!

- [Man] over there?

Where's my-

(items clatter)
(people laugh)

- [Bystander] Hey, man! TV dinner!

(siren wails)

- [Man] You don't clean,

you don't cook, you don't do nothing!

- [Woman] Doesn't matter!
I'm not doing nothing!

- [Man] I'm not talking to you anymore.

- No, you're nothing!
- I'm going to walk

right out that door.

(siren wails)

(horn honks)

(door buzzer buzzes)

(pleasant classical music)

- Shall I do the honors?
- Yes, please.

Yes. I am so hungry.

- You have really outdone
yourself this year, Mother.

- Yeah, Grandma, this is awesome!

- Awesome is what I was aiming for.

- Home cooking.
- Now tell me.

Are you enjoying your new school?

- It's great.

- Here, Mama.

- Being away for the first time is hard.

It'll get better. You'll see.

- So, Vic, I brought the galleys

for that book we were talking about.

Do you think you have a chance
to look at it this weekend?

- More pop psychology for the masses?

- You should write a
book yourself, Victoria.

- Oh, no.
- Yeah, Mom.

- I've been on her case for
years, Mom. She won't budge.

- Why not? I think it'll be fun.

- No, it is not for me.

All these self-help psych
books do is sell gimmicks,

easy bandaid answers to
deep psychological problems.

I don't think psychology can be capsized

into so-called commercial hooks.

- Make a lot of money.

- Yeah, lighten up, Mom. You
take everything so seriously.

- That's her hook. The
Solzhenitsyn of shrinks.

- Happy Thanksgiving.

- [Women] Cheers.

- Down-staffed by 50%.

Most of 'em are guys like you
with nowhere else to go today.

Where you from, Washington?
- Midtown.

- [Sergeant] Take him in your car, Fugazi.

At least that way, he won't get lost.

- Yes, sir.
- All right.

You know the routine, cruise
and surveil, high rises,

the projects, special
priority to the brownstones.

Those things are easier to get
into than a can of sardines.

- What about Gravesend, sir?

- It's hell on Earth, Washington,

but it's nothing to steal there.

Besides, I wouldn't feel
right sending a city kid

to the combat zone.

Anything else?
- No.

- All right. Get yourselves a good meal.

Hit the streets. It's
gonna be a long night.

- Yes, sir.

(phone rings faintly)

(water fizzles)

(water splashes)
(cup thuds)

- How many times do you think
we've done this together?

- Oh, at least 2,000.

- And how many times

do you think mothers rewashed them later?

- [Unison] At least 2,000.

(both laugh)

- Honestly, sometimes I think
you two behave like teenagers.

- No pie for me, Mom.
- Me neither.

- It's time like this I miss your father.

He always ate my pies.

- That's probably what killed him.

- Victoria, I think this is a good idea,

your separating from Andrew.

It'll give you both a
chance to think things over.

- You and Daddy are splitting?
- Julie.

- I can't believe you did
this without even telling me.

- Julie.
- Don't. Don't.

Just give her time to
get used to the idea.

- Damn.

(slow dramatic music)

(silverware clatter)

(drawer slides open and shut)

(fridge door slams)
(bottle cap pops)

- Happy Thanksgiving.

(tense music)

(footsteps shuffle)
(soft dramatic music)

(paper rustles)

(footsteps shuffle)

(footsteps shuffle)
(chains clink)

(traffic rumbles above)

(chain clinks)

(footsteps thud)

(gate rattles)
(gang member yells)

- Check that fool out.

(engine rumbles)
(chain rattles)

(men whoop and yell indistinctly)

- [Biker] Where you going,
man? Where you going?

(engine rumbles)

- You're on my turf.
- I, I'm sorry, man.

I didn't know. I was, I was
trying to get downtown, man.

- You wanna come on my turf,
you gotta wear our colors.

Is he clean?

- Man! Come on!

- Yeah, he's clean.
- Good.

Then put the colors on him.

- It's showtime!
- Hey, come on, man!

Don't, don't, don't!

(spray paint hisses)
(man cries out muffled)

(gang members laugh)

- [Gang Member] I like it!

- All right, you paid your fare.

You better bust on outta here

or my boys will take you
apart piece by piece,

and you remember, nobody
is welcome on my turf.

Move, move!

(gang members laugh)

Don't come back to Ice Land.

(people chatter indistinctly)
(Ice laughs)

(trunk slams)

(footsteps shuffle)

- Mom, it's not your fault.
Come on, she should've told her.

(doors slam)

(horn honks in distance)

- I'm sorry, honey. I'm sorry
I didn't tell you before.

I just wanted you to
have a nice Thanksgiving.

- Yeah, turned out just great.

- There's a lot you don't know about.

- How could I? You left
me out of everything.

- It was never like that.
- Oh, no?

When were you gonna tell me, Mom?

Right before I went back to school?

- I was gonna tell you when we got home.

- All those letters and phone
calls, and not one word,

not even a hint about
what was really going on.

- Julie, this isn't a recent thing.

It's been coming on a long time.

- What are you telling me?

That you waited until I
left before doing anything?

- Good night.

- Sometimes we have to make choices.

- Oh, Mother, you and your
choices. A, B, C, or D?

You're always so damn logical.

- That's not being very fair.

- You know, the real funny thing

is I've decided to leave school.

- You've what?

- I was gonna ask if I could
come back home for awhile,

but now, I mean-
- Oh, great.

(door slams)

- You know what I really
like about holidays?

That warm family bonding.

(engine rumbles)

(traffic rumbles)

(rack clangs)

(food bubbles)

- Hold on, Earl. You'll burn yourself.

Gotta be careful. The stuff is really hot.

- Isn't Mama having any turkey?

- Yeah. It's hot now.

(people chatter
indistinctly through walls)

Mama?

- Thaddeus. What you got there.

- Well, I thought you'd like some turkey.

- Oh. Put it on the bed right here, baby.

I'll get some later.

- So how you feeling?

- I feel fine. I just need a little sleep.

- Thaddeus.
- Hmm?

- I'm sorry. This isn't a very
happy Thanksgiving for you.

- It's all right, Mama. It's no big thing.

(footsteps thud)

(door thuds shut)

Don't y'all be making all
that noise, all right?

About to get us some more
(speaks indistinctly) money.

- Can I have your turkey?
- Yeah, you can have it,

as long as y'all don't disturb Mom.

(speaks indistinctly)
You had, somebody else.

Oh, and both of y'all get to bed early,

and I don't want no mess.

(cars rush past outside)

- We're talking really
long, 800-some pages.

So I write the guy a letter.

"Dear sir, your manuscript
is both original and good.

Unfortunately, the good
parts are not original,

and the original parts are not good."

(women laugh)

- We have to get gas.
- Oh, Julie, I told you.

- Well, there's a station
at the state line.

We're not gonna make
it. We're on fumes now.

- So we just get off of the next exit.

There's always a station on off ramps.

- So was your boss angry?
- Oh no.

He hates writers,

especially ones that
don't make him any money.

- (chuckles) A publisher
who hates writers.

Very interesting.
- He once told me

that the most important
moment in American literature

was the time that Hemingway
went trout fishing,

caught a carp, and didn't write about it.

- Oh, look right there.
- Oh good! Hey!

We got it made in the shade, ladies.

(tense dramatic music)
(car whooshes past)

(tense brooding music)

(spray paint hisses)

(motorcycle engines rumble)

- Yo, what's up, Thad?

- Hey, Satisfy. What up, bro?

- Not much. So I asked
Ice about taking you on.

- Yeah? And?

- You sure about this, Thad?

- Yeah, man.

So that's what I'm gonna
do anyway, you know?

- All right.

- You TJ? 181?

- Yeah.

- You look at me when I talk to you.

How old are you?

- I'm 15.
- 15.

Don't you lie to me.

- I ain't lying. I'm gonna be 15.

- Satisfy said you were
cool. Can I trust you?

- Yeah.
- Without question?

- Yeah.
- You know,

once you're in, there's only
one way out, feet first.

- I know.

(dark brooding music)

- Good. You won't be needing that anymore.

Come on.

(paint can rattles)

Let's see what you're made of.

You'll be watching out for me.

- Thanks, Satisfy, man.
- Don't thank me yet, brother.

It's gonna be a long night. Let's go.

(engine rumbles)

- Where'd it go? I just saw the sign.

- What is this place, Beirut?

- It's Gravesend. Get us
the hell outta here fast.

- We have to get gas.
- Forget about the gas!

Get outta here now!

- Gravesend. I've read about it.

(engine rumbles)

(engine rumbles)
(dramatic music)

Julie.

- Forget about the gas.
Just get us out of here.

- Look, there it is.
The lights are still on.

There's gotta be someone around.

Julie, what are you doing?
- Oh please.

(scoffs) Nice place.

- It's closed. Great.

- I, I told you it was-
- Relax, okay?

(engine rumbles)
(tense dramatic music)

(tires screech)
(door opens)

(doors slam)

(engine struggles)

Damn.

(engine rumbles)
(engine struggles)

- [Biker] Woo!

- Oh, this is gonna be grand.

(doors slam)
(motorcycle engine rumbles)

- Yo, chill. Just peek this one out.

- Hey! Hi, baby. (laughs)

(hands slam)

- [Satisfy] Yo, patience.
Have patience, man.

(tense brooding music)

(knock taps)

- Okay.
- Just stay calm.

- Okay.
- I can't believe this.

(knock thuds)

- Hi. Welcome to Ice Land.

You ladies have a problem?

- Could you just tell us
where we could get some gas?

- Sure.

(weapons tap on car)

And what are you gonna
do for my boys in return?

- Get out of our way
now! Get out of our way!

Get outta here!

- She, she didn't mean
anything by that. Sorry.

We have a long drive ahead of us.

All we need to do is get some
gas. Would you help us please?

(slow dramatic music)

- Yo, Cat. You think you
can help these ladies?

- It's my pleasure, Ice Man.

(gang members laugh and yowl)
(dramatic music)

- [Gang Member] Woo-wee!

- Don't let 'em get to you.
They only want us to react.

(car rattles)
(dramatic music)

They're just trying to scare us.

- Yeah, well, it's working.

- See if it'll start.
- Come on.

(engine struggles)

(motorcycle clatters)
(tires screech)

- Go, go, go! Yes!

(tires screech)

(body thuds)
(tires screech)

(engine revs)
(garbage cans clatter)

(footsteps shuffle)
(people shout indistinctly)

- Mm, it's gonna rain down
fire on these ladies tonight.

- Let 'em go. There's
money to be made tonight.

'Sides, they ain't do nothing to us.

- We don't know who they are, not really.

Besides, they did damage. Right?

(chuckles) Let's have some fun.

(slow dramatic music)
(Ice cackles)

(people shout indistinctly)

We check every car, every hole.

We find these bitches,

and we make 'em pay for the damage.

- [Satisfy] You better ride with me.

(engines rev)
(doors slam)

(gang members whoop)

(engine rumbles)

- Where are we?
- Turn there!

- Are they still following us?
- Don't see anyone.

- Not here, there. Up there.

- Where?
- There!

- Okay.

- [Stacy] (sighs) Let it go, kid. (laughs)

- Where are we?
- Look up there.

- [Victoria] We've been
driving around in circles.

- Man.
- Oh no.

(engine sputters)

Don't do this to me.
- Keep your foot on the pedal.

- Oh God. We're outta gas.
- What are we gonna do?

- What we're not gonna do is panic.

That's the first rule of survival.

- [Stacy] Bingo!

- Yes!
- Yes!

- Be careful.
- I'll get it.

(door slams)

(footsteps thud)

(buttons beep)
(phone rings)

Hello? Hello.
- All operators are busy.

Please stay on the line.

- It's a recording.
- What?

- [Operator] Somebody
will be with you shortly.

- Oh God.
- Come on. Come on.

(engine rumbles)
(tense brooding music)

(Ice giggles)

(tires screech)
(engine revs)

- Victoria!
- Mom!

- 911, may I help you!
- Help us! Help us!

(phone booth shatters and crashes)

- [Stacy] Stay together. We
need to find a place to hide.

(computer beeps)
(phone rings)

- What's up, Cheryl?
- Trouble, I think.

Listen to this.
- Help us! Help us!

- Trace the exact location
and call the police.

(tense brooding music)

- [Stacy] Gotta get off these streets!

(footsteps thud)

(women shout indistinctly)

- It's no good.
- Over here!

(women pant)

- [Stacy] Oh God.

(footsteps shuffle)

- This doesn't make any sense.

We take the wrong turn off,
we get the death penalty.

- Yeah, well, life doesn't
make any sense anymore.

(engine rumbles)

- Mom, they're coming.

(slow dramatic music)

(men shout)
(chains clink)

- [Victoria] Come on.

(men whoop and shout)

- Victoria, down there.
- Okay.

(people shout indistinctly)
(chains clink)

- [Victoria] Okay.

- We should be good for about 10 seconds.

(wall crashes)
(dramatic music)

(people shout indistinctly)
(engines rev)

(door clangs open)

- [Gang Member] Yo, let's go!

(rat squeaks)
(women scream)

- Shut up! I got a sound!

- Shut up!

(women pant)

(water drips)

(debris clatters)
(men laugh)

- If they was here, then
there ain't no more.

- Well then, let's go.
- Yeah!

(engine rumbles)

- See that guy? That was Cat.

That's Ice's brother. Stick with him.

He'll get you points.
- All right.

(people shout indistinctly)

- Let's go! Move, move, move, move, move!

(engines rev)
(men whoop)

(door slams)

- [Victoria] They're gone.

- Come on, let's get outta here.

- (whimpers) I gotta get outta here.

What do we do now?

- We can stay here awhile
and conserve our strength.

They'll move on. They'll get bored.

- They're killers.

We've gotta find some
way to defend ourselves.

- [Vincent] At least I thought they'd

have a turkey chow mein.

- (laughs) You have no sentiment.

- None.
- Unit 62.

- 62 here.

- Please report to 5th and Zachary,

distress call from a phone booth.

- Hey, we're eating.
- Let's take it.

- Are you nuts? It's in
the middle of Gravesend.

You start taking calls at meal break,

you'll end every shift
hungry as a homeless dog.

- Well, somebody could be hurt.

- [Vincent] Somebody's always hurt.

- Then we better help.

- So what are we looking for?

- [Officer] A 911 call from a
phone booth. They got cut off.

- Ain't the only thing.

(footsteps thud)

(flame roars)

(flames roar)
(men cheer)

(engines rev)

(chains rattle)

- [Sports Announcer] The Raiders

shouldn't have much against Seattle,

and the Patriots are
still 14-point favorites

to defeat the Colts.

11 of the games are on tap as well.

(flames crackle)
(audience cheers on TV)

(buttons beep)
(phone rings)

- Hello?
- Hello, Mariella.

Yeah, it's Andrew.

I, I was just wondering
if Victoria's still there.

- [Mariella] No, Andrew. They
left about 45 minutes ago.

- That's okay.

I just called to see how
the holiday was going.

- [Mariella] Oh, it was great.

We stuffed ourselves as usual,

but Andrew, I think I should apologize.

Julie accidentally overheard me talking

about the separation.

- You mean Victoria hadn't told her yet?

- [Mariella] No. I'm sorry, Andrew.

- Yeah. Me, too.

(Julie sobs)

- Sh, I know you're
tired, Julie, we all are,

but you have to keep control of yourself.

- Why? What's the use?

I mean, we can't stay in here all night.

They're gonna find us, right?
- No, they won't.

We'll find the telephone.
- She's right.

We gotta keep moving. They'll be back.

(slow dramatic music)

(dramatic music)

(footsteps thud)

Lights. It's the best chance we got.

- [Victoria] Let's try it.

(fist pounds)
(dog barks)

- What are we gonna do?
- We're gonna go in.

They probably already
killed the people in here.

Get back. Get back!
- Hello!

(glass shatters)

(lock clicks)

(soft unsettling music)
(door creaks open)

- I don't think there's anybody here.

- Good. Then we don't have
to leave here till morning.

Julie!
- Sorry.

- [Victoria] Upstairs, quietly.

(footsteps thud)

- Hello?

(soft dramatic music)

I don't think they followed us.

- What is this place?

- We should turn the lights out though.

- All right. Julie, get that.

You might as well get all the lights off.

- It stinks. There's something jamming it.

- Just open it up.

(door clatters open)
(dramatic suspenseful music)

- (screams) Oh my God! Mom!

(men laugh and shout indistinctly)

- Let's get us some playmates!

(women shout)

(Cat shouts indistinctly)

(door bangs open)

- Hello, cutie face!
- Oh, yeah!

(footsteps thud)

- Here comes the big bad wolf!

I'm gonna blow your house down!

(door slams)
(men cackle)

Got you now! Open up!

Open up this door!

What are you waiting for? Come on!

Push. Push!
- Okay. It's holding.

(Cat yells behind the door)

- Julie! Help me!

(board clatters)

Give me a hand. Okay,
walk it in, walk it in.

I think it's long enough, I hope.

Okay. Keep coming.

- It's holding but not for long!

- Okay, keep coming. That's a girl.

Oh! Dammit.

- Yes. Oh God.

I don't know about this.
- What the hell?

It's only five stories.
What do we got to lose?

- Harder!

(door bangs)

- I'll go. If it can
hold me, it can hold you.

- [Cat] Push! Push!

- Easy does it. Easy does it.

Okay.
- Careful.

- Okay. Just one step at a time.

- Okay. Mom, you're doing
great. Just go slow.

- That's it.
- Don't look down.

- You're doing great, Victoria.

- Harder!

- Don't look down.

You're okay. Almost there.

- Yes. Okay, now you go.

Your turn.
- No, you go.

- No, no. I'll go right
behind ya, I promise.

- You promise?

- Pinky swear. It's
gonna be okay, come on.

- [Cat] Push the door. Push the door!

- Come on, baby. Don't look down.

- Oh!
- Oh God.

- Oh God.
- Come on.

You gotta get back up.
- I can't.

- You gotta get up, Julie.
- I can't.

- Pull that leg up.

- Come on. That's a girl.

(metal bangs below)
(dramatic music)

(door bangs)
(Cat shouts)

- That's it. Don't look down.

That's it. You're doing fine.

(Julie whimpers)

I'm right here. A little bit further.

Baby, don't hook down.

Come on, baby. You can do it.

That's it.
- All right.

- Push! Push!

(door clatters open)
(Cat laughs)

(Stacy grunts)
(Cat laughs)

- See, we, we don't need no puny board.

- Please, please just leave us alone.

- I'm gonna fly across like a bird!

- We don't want anyone to get hurt.

- The only ones that's
gonna be hurting is you.

- Okay. Okay, come on, you little punk.

Let me see how good you are! Come on!

- Come on, TJ.

(dramatic music)

- If he jumps, he'll get killed.

- Yeah, well, this little
worm deserves to die! Come on!

- You are gonna be the first one, okay!

I'm gonna hurt you so bad!

- No, don't do it.

- Don't.
- No!

- No! No!
- No!

(Cat screams)
(glass shatters)

- Oh my.

(body thuds)
(glass clatters)

- He's dead. What have you done?

- It's them or us!

- We don't have to kill people.

- Oh, wake up! Don't you understand?

- I understand!

I understand now they're never
gonna let us get out of here.

- You killed him! You killed him!

(dramatic music)

You killed him!

- [Victoria] Come on! Come on!

(Thad screams)

I, I can't hold on.
- I've got you.

Stacy!

- You gonna help us? Yes?
- Yeah.

- Yes? Okay.

- Are you all right? Okay.

All right, how do we get outta Gravesend?

(footsteps shuffle)

- At least you could tell us
where you can find a telephone.

- Wait a minute. Wait a minute!

You're not gonna double
cross me, you little jerk!

- My mother saved your life!

Doesn't that count for something?

- You ain't saved nothing!

That was the Ice Man's
brother y'all smoked!

Now he's like to kill
me just for being here

and letting it happen!

- I know what-
- You don't know nothing.

- I promise. I promise you if
you help us, I'll help you.

- It ain't no use. See, you can't help me.

The only way I come outta this alive

is to help Ice smoke all of y'all.

- Wait a minute. Don't run away.

- Wait! Don't go.

- Well, so much for psychiatry.

- He's locked us out.
- This is fantastic.

They were gonna kill
us from the very start!

We're like sitting ducks
here. We gotta get outta here.

- Here!

(soft dramatic music)
(wind blows)

(engine rumbles)

(person speaks indistinctly over radio)

- That's it for me.
- Well, hold on.

Shouldn't we look around some?

- You know what we're gonna find? Nothing.

The bangers took that box out
just for the sheer fun of it.

It's called vandalism,

and I ain't risking my neck for Ma Bell.

We're heading back.

- Wait. Did you hear something?

- (laughs) Give it up, kid.
It ain't nothing but ghosts.

(engine rumbles)

(footsteps thud)

- [Victoria] Easy does it!

Okay, that's it. Atta girl.

- We gotta hurry! Come on, Julie!

(engine rumbles)

It's the police! The police!

- Here we are!
- Help us!

We're here! Help!
- Help! Come here!

- Oh, we're gonna have
to catch 'em. Come on!

(footsteps thud)

(engine rumbles)

Oh, you okay? I don't believe it.

They're gone.

- At least we know the police
are in the area though.

- Okay, look. The expressway's over there.

I say we make a run for it.

- Okay.
- No.

We should be following the police.

- Listen, the expressway won't
move. The odds are better.

- She's right. Come on.
- Okay.

(fan whirs)

(dark brooding music)

- Which one of them did this?

- One in a leather jacket.

- [Gang Member] The 5-0's cruising, man!

- Don't change things.

- Yo, Ice. Yo Ice, man.

I'm sorry about your brother-in-law.

I mean, we all are, but
this just don't figure.

Sweating the women?
Bringing the 5-0 down on us?

They start creeping,

ain't gonna be no good
business for none of us.

- You think ordinary women
could do this to my brother?

Why do you think the 5-0 are creeping?

How many times I tell
you? It's all connected.

Only the Ice Man knows.

- I'm just kicking it to
you on a business tip, man.

- This block my blood.

They think they're gonna
try and freeze the Ice,

but you can't freeze what's already cold.

Ain't that right, Satisfy?

- Yeah, that's righteous, man.

- When we roll on 'em,

TJ here is gonna party with the young one.

Me? Take the one that dusted Cat.

- And the other one?

- Give her to my crew. (chuckles)

If that's okay with you.
- Yeah, that's fine.

- Then let's go.

Yo, man, you coming or what?

(engine rumbles)

(flames crackle)
(engine rumbles)

- I got a bad feeling about this.

- Dispatch, unit 62.
- Go ahead, 62.

- We got an abandoned vehicle,

make models are burnt and vandalized.

Connecticut plates,
Robert, Mary, Frank, 704.

Please trace and notify owner, 10-4.

- You're the one wanted
to play Cops And Robbers.

(engine rumbles)

(dark brooding music)
(women pant)

- The subway!
- Hurry.

- [Julie] They're coming!

(people shout indistinctly)

- Is it locked?
- It's locked.

- [Victoria] Oh, here!

- All right. Okay.

- Here we go.
- Come on.

(doors rattle and creak)

- [Gang Member] Man, down here. Yeah.

- All right.
- All right.

- We got 'em!
- Yes!

- Okay, somebody go get Ice. Go, go!

- Go get Ice.
- Woo!

(dramatic music)

(footsteps thud)

(gate rattles)

- Help us!

Look out, look out! I got it!
- Oh, good.

- What now, homes?

- They can't go no place, man. We got 'em.

Go find Ice.

(fingers snap)

(footsteps thud)

(door creaks)

- Come on! Come on!

Come on, you, yes! Okay.

(footsteps thud)

(phones clatter)

They're making it really hard

to reach out and touch somebody.

- There must be something, a call box.

- They're coming! Come on!
- The tunnel! The tunnel!

(footsteps thud)

(tense music)
(footsteps thud)

(fence rattles)
(gang member pants)

- God, they're fast.

There's no way out.

(gang member shouts)

- Let's get underground! Hide!

- Two guys on each chase, all right?

Let's party fellas. Let's party.

(dramatic music)
(men cheer)

(electricity zaps)
(women scream)

(footsteps thud)

Check down the tunnels, huh?
Go over the other tracks.

You find 'em. You find
'em. (speaks indistinctly)

(train roars in distance)

(train squeals)

- [Julie] Hurry! He's getting closer.

(Julie screams)

(gang member groans)

- I'm the one you want!
I'm the one who killed him!

Get her out of here!

- Okay, blondie. Let's party.

- Get Julie outta here now!

- [Ice] Hey, come on! Let's move.

(blade whips through air and clicks)

That's it. Check over there, stupid!

(blade whips through air)

(kicks thud)

(footsteps thud)

(Stacy screams)
(dramatic music)

- Don't!

(punch thuds)

Come on.

Stacy.

(Stacy grunts)

Stacy! No!
- No!

(train roars)
(Thad screams)

(people chatter indistinctly)
(phone rings)

- We have a report on
that abandoned vehicle.

- What's a luxury car with
Connecticut plates doing

in Gravesend in the middle of the night?

- Oh, and another report came
in from the transit police.

A subway brakeman thinks
that he hit somebody

at the 153rd Street subway station.

- 153rd Street? That's a closed station.

Get a couple units down there right away.

- We don't have any to spare.

A big rig flipped over on the Bruckner.

- Find some.

(person speaks indistinctly over radio)

- Look, they gotta be here somewhere!

- Yeah, they better be. You
two, go check the tunnels, huh?

Go, go, go. You check the exits.

Yeah, they better be here somewhere.

(footsteps thud)

Come on, come on, come
on, come on, come on!

(phone rings)

- Victoria?
- Mr. Andrew Stone?

- [Andrew] Yes.

- Watch Commander McNair,
Precinct 44 to South Bronx.

- What is it? What's wrong?

Are you the owner of a 1990 Saab,

Connecticut license number
Robert, Mary, Franklin 704?

- Yes, that's right.

- The vehicle's been found
abandoned in Gravesend, sir.

It's been stolen.

- No. My, my wife and daughter-

- Mr. Stone, are you telling me they

might've been in the vehicle?

- Yes, they might've been in the vehicle.

They were in the vehicle.

They were in, they were in
Brooklyn for Thanksgiving.

- Okay. I'm, I'm sure there's
nothing to be alarmed about.

- Look, they're in
Gravesend, for God's sake.

Don't tell me they're
probably safe. Just find them.

I'll be right down.

- Look, sir, this is a police
matter. I suggest that-

(receiver slams)
(dial tone buzzes)

(receiver slams)

(door slams)
(soft dramatic music)

(door slams)
(engine rumbles)

- [Ice] Come on, let's go.

- [Julie] She was right
there. What happened?

Where did she go?
- Julie, stop.

- We gotta go find her, Mom.
- No.

- We gotta go! Come on!
- Julie, stop it.

- We can't just leave
her laying there, Mom!

- Julie, stop it.
- We have to go back

- Julie, stop!
- and find her!

- Stop it!
- Come on! We gotta go!

- No, no! Stop.
- No! (sobs)

- Oh, baby.

(slow dramatic music)

- Mom, I wanna go home.
I just wanna go home.

I loved her so much.

- So did I. (voice breaks) So did I.

(women sobs)

- Hey, you see 'em come up?

- No.
- No.

- Well, maybe they're invisible.

- Yo, you dissing me, man?

- No, I ain't dissing you,
Ice. I ain't dissing nobody.

I just can't figure why we doing all this.

- Because they smoked Cat,
and maybe they wanna smoke us.

- We got the one who
killed Cat. She's dead!

All these other two are doing

are trying not to get themselves smoked.

- You know what I told you! I told you!

Everything means nothing,
and nothing is something!

And something is everything.

- Ice. That's just fear crazy, man.

I mean, how many more of
us are you gonna sacrifice

for something that don't make no sense?

- Just one. Just one.

(dramatic music)
(men yell)

You listen, bro.

(body thuds)

You with us, TJ,

or do you want me to show
you how you leave my crew?

You with me?

Good.

Now you go down there,

and you bring me back Satisfy's hardware.

Move! Move, move when I talk to you, kid!

(dramatic music)

- Somebody spotted them on 4th Avenue!

- Let's do it up. Come
on, let's get it on!

(footsteps thud)

- Hey, man. What happened?
- Ice.

Hey, give me a break, all right?

I got work to do, and I
don't need you two vultures!

- Yo, hold up!

I don't know if we're supposed

to leave you alone with the body.

- Fine.

I'll just tell Ice you won't let me get on

with what he told me to do.
- It's all right, man.

(footsteps thud)

(slow dramatic music)

What you go and call
him crazy for, Satisfy?

Now what I'm gonna do, man. Huh?

One thing for sure.

I stay with Ice, I'm as good as dead.

That boy is crazy with a capital Z.

Bro, I gotta believe you
rather me had this than him.

You know?

(metal creaks)

(gun clatters)

- What'd you find?
- Nothing, man.

It ain't nothing.

- Yo man, something's
moving around in there.

- Well, it's probably just rats, man.

- Sounds bigger.
- Just big rats then.

- It could be them!

(metal creaks)

Damn. Can't see a damn thing.

I'm going in.

(dramatic music)
(women whimper and grunt)

(Julie coughs)

(grate rattles)

- Someone's coming. Sh.

Up there. Come on, come on, come on.

(steam hisses)

That's it. We got it.

Okay, now get your fingers out of there.

All right. I'm gonna drop it.
- Okay.

(grate clatters)

- Can you make it?
- Yeah. (grunts)

Where are we?
- I don't know.

I think we just got deeper into Gravesend.

- Someone's coming! We
gotta get outta here!

- All right, all right, all right!

Wait, wait, wait, wait. Wait, let's see.

Can you help me move this?
- Yeah.

- Wait, wait, wait, wait. Let me get up.

With your feet. One, two, push, three!

(women grunt)

Do it again.

One, oh God, okay, push,
push, push, push! Push!

(metal thuds and clatters)

Let's bring it up. Okay, hold on.

Watch it, watch it. I got it.

- You're mine.

- There we go.

(Skinhead screams)
(metal clatters)

- Was that a scream?
- I'll go.

- You haven't been initiated yet.

- Well, then that should do it.

Besides, Ice told you to stay down here.

You wanna diss the Ice?

- What you gonna do?
- I'll see when I get there.

- Let's go.

(heels clack)

- Quiet as death.
- Unit 62.

- Talk to me.
- Got a hot one, fellas.

Two women attached to those plates

must be presumed missing and in danger.

And then Gravesend subway
station, possible 201.

- We're on our way. We'll keep a look out.

- [Dispatch] We're sending in more units.

Converge onsite. 10-4.

- You heard 'em.
- What are you,

some kind of hero?
- No.

But what if that were my
wife and daughter out there?

(footsteps shuffle)
(slow dramatic music)

- [Julie] Maybe we'll
set off a burglar alarm.

- [Victoria] Don't you wish?

(footsteps thud)

(heels clack)

(door clatters)

(wood cracks)

(door slams)
(wind blows)

(engine rumbles)

(person speaks indistinctly over radio)

- [Vincent] Bingo. We
gotta wait for our backup.

- No time. These women
could be in real trouble.

- I know I'm gonna regret this.

(dramatic music)

(Ice laughs)

- [Julie] I can't believe
there's no phone in here.

- Well, I guess I
wouldn't send a repairman

to a place like this either.

- I'm so scared. (sobs)

I keep thinking about Aunt Stacy.

- Try not to.

(gun cocks)
(dramatic music)

- Did you mean what you said

about helping me get outta here?

- Why?
- 'Cause I just put myself

on Ice hit list just by coming here!

Hell, I'm on a hit list anyway.

- What do you mean?
- He Ziplocked my only friend.

See, I figure after the two
of y'all, he wants me next.

He's crazy as you can get
and still be standing,

and I gotta get outta
here fast or I'm dead.

Just I help you, you help me.

- How are we supposed to
trust you after what happened?

- There ain't no
guarantees on neither side.

You got any other choices?

- All right, if you help us get out,

I'll help you any way I can.

- One more thing.

I got a little brother and a
sister, and my mama's sick.

You gotta take them out, too.
- Okay.

All right, it's a deal.

Now what was y'all
planning on doing anyway?

- Well, we were, we were just
gonna stay here for the night.

- (scoffs) That don't fly. I found you.

Trust me, so will Ice.

- All right, you're the
expert. What do you suggest?

- Well, we gonna have to make a stand,

and when they do find us,

you gonna have to get
down with the homeboys.

- "Or fight or fly. The choices left you.

Resist or die."
- "The Odyssey"?

- Daddy read it to me.

(engine rumbles)

(person speaks indistinctly over radio)

- [Dispatch] Last name
is (speaks indistinctly).

- The police. The police!

- [Thad] Yo! Yo!

(dramatic music)

(gun cocks)

Watch out!

(Victoria screams)
(gunshots blast)

- [Julie] Look out!

(gunshots blast)

(gunshots blast)

(Ice screams and laughs)

(door slams)

(engine rumbles)
(tires screech)

- How did you know?

- Cops don't flash their lights like that,

not unless the signs reel
in there busted down!

- You saved my life.

- Yeah, well, we're even, all right?

Ice will be back, this time with troops.

(dramatic music)
(engine rumbles)

(tires screech)

(door slams)

- They're inside, and they
got a traitor with them.

It's all becoming clear to me now.

See, they found us. They're all around us.

They've infected TJ. He
wants to bring us down.

Don't you see? It's TJ.

He was with Cat. Cat's wasted.

He infected Satisfy, and
Satisfy turned on me.

For that, he had to burn,

and then he brought the 5-0 down on us.

For that, they had to burn.
Skinhead's been toasted.

Where's it gonna stop?
Where's it all gonna end?

(chamber clicks)

Who else has he contaminated?

You? Are you sick, huh?

Have we lost you? Yeah!

(gun clicks)

It's insidious.

You see, takes your mind,
takes your, your loyalty,

your fear.

This is the anecdote. This is my cure.

This fights the infirmed, weeds 'em out.

Hey, you! Are you sick?

- No, man!
- Shut up!

Shut up! You sick, huh?

No, no, you! Are you, are you sick?

Are you? Huh?

(gun clicks)

Them, they're sick! They're infected!

I want them!

- Come on. Hurry up.
- Where are you?

- We ain't got time.
- I know you're in there!

(Ice shouts indistinctly)
(footsteps shuffle)

- Are they gonna come after us?

- No, not yet.

See, they wanna scare
us first, make us sweat.

Without Satisfy doing his thinking,

Ice gotta play it real close.

- Well, they may be a
lot stronger than us,

but we're a lot smarter.

It's only a couple of hours till daylight.

We don't have to leave this place.

We only have to hold our
grounds and to use our heads.

Think, prepare.
- Yeah, for our funerals.

(tense brooding music)

- Ice, let's take the suckers.

- Let them sweat for awhile. (chuckles)

- You gotta block that door.

- Yeah, cover us.
- What do I do?

- Just point it, pull the
trigger. Figure it out.

- Get the other end.
- No questions.

All right.
- One, two, three, up.

- All right, let me turn here.
- Okay. Okay, all right.

Down, down, down, down.
- Okay.

All right. (grunts)
- Up.

- [Gang Member] Hey,
Ice! Look they're doing!

They're putting up a barrier.
- Julie, give me a hand.

- [Gang Member] Hey, look
what they're doing, Ice!

- What?
- They think

that puny barricade's gonna stop me, huh?

Do they know who I am?
Nothing gonna stop me.

- Yeah, feed it to me.

(hose clatters)
(Ice cackles outside)

- All right, now open.
- Nothing.

- Open the nozzle. Let it fill up.

(nozzle creaks)
(water rushes)

- Go get 'em.

(men whoop and shout)

(gunshots blast)

(gun clicks)

- Julie!
- Okay!

(gunshots blast)
(glass shatters)

(people shout indistinctly)
(door clatters)

(water rushes)

- [Ice] What's the matter with you?

You make a move when you're in there, huh?

Move in, move in! Go get 'em, boys!

What's the matter with you,
huh? What's the matter with you?

What's the matter with you?

(people shout indistinctly)

Hey. Go find the water
main and shut it down.

- I know where it is.
- Go, go, go, go!

(footsteps thud)

- (laughs) We did it!
- We did it.

- We did it! We did it!

- (laughs) Yeah.

- You stay here and stand watch.

I wanna make sure this is the only way in.

Look around. See what you can find.

- Like what?
- Use your imagination.

(footsteps thud)

- There, girl. Don't waste ammo.

We running low.
- Okay.

(train rattles)

- Yo, Skinhead. TJ!

(footsteps thud)

- [Dispatch] 2-5 Henry, 25, H, Henry.

- Those guys, they report
in on those women yet?

- Nothing.
- What about the other units?

- Never got there.

- What the hell's going on here?

- State boys corralled all are availables

for that Bruckner tie-up.

- I'm Andrew Stone.

Have you found my wife
and my daughter yet?

- Look, Mr. Stone, we've got officers

in the area looking for them right now.

Car probably broke down,
they took a cab somewhere.

Why don't you go home?

We'll call you as soon
as we know something.

- No!

Look, I'm not going anywhere

until you find my wife and my daughter!

(slow dramatic music)

- 220 volts.

(cable rattles)

- [Victoria] What's in
here? (sniffs) Great!

(metal rattles)

I found some acetone!

(electricity pops and buzzes)
(Julie screams)

(gun rattles)
(dramatic music)

- Gotcha. You're not brave now, huh?

(footsteps shuffle)

- Later, homes.

(object thuds)

- Did you kill him?

- No he ain't Ziplocked, just deep freeze.

(pool balls clatter)

Knew that boy was bluffing.
- How?

- 'Cause Ice gotta do you himself.

- What's wrong with you?

I gotta take care of these
defenseless bitches myself?

(slow dramatic music)

Stop looking at me. You make me sick!

- Where were you guys?

(Thad speaks indistinctly)

- I don't need nobody!
- Wait!

I've wired the water.
- Get in there!

(electricity blasts and buzzes)

(gang member screams)
(water splashes)

(electricity pops)

- Good job. That's one
less we have to deal with.

- You're cowards! You're not
worthy of being in my crew!

You know that? You gotta rip!

You gotta kill! You gotta
rip 'em limb from limb!

What's wrong with you?
You gotta want them!

- Why aren't they coming at us?

- You don't understand!

Ice can't stop with no more
defeats and still be the Ice.

The thing is he's gonna
make one more charge,

and that's gonna be a mother.
- Why?

- Then we better be ready for him.

- [Ice] Why do I gotta do it all?

Why do I gotta do it all? Why, huh?

Why do I gotta take care
of everything? Everything!

(tense music)

And I will! Oh, I will!

I'll take care of it all myself!

(canisters clatter)

(liquid splashes)

(gas hisses)

(electricity pops)

(dial clicks)

(timer buzzes)

(timer buzzes)

(lid pops)

(timer buzzes)

(flame whooshes)
(timer buzzes)

(Julie breathes heavily)

(timer buzzes)
(gas hisses)

(timer buzzes)
(gas hisses)

(door groans closed)

(footsteps shuffle)

- We got ourselves some real
surprises for the Ice Man.

Real nice.

- Do you regret changing sides?

- (scoffs) No.

Staying with the Ice Man, it
didn't offer no kind of future.

- Why do you do it then?
- See, my boss, Satisfy,

he always told me that the smart money

always plays the percentages.

You know what I'm saying?
- What do you mean?

- Even if I did survive with Ice,

see, it's just a dead end.

There ain't no way outta this, no way.

So whatever you got to offer,

it's gotta be better than this.

(gun rattles)

- [Julie] Are your brother
and sister in the gang, too?

- No, they too young still, but see,

if I don't get 'em outta here,

then they're gonna be in the gang,

and they're gonna be numbers
just like me, nothing.

You're the only chance we'll
ever have to get out of this.

Get ourselves some of those
possibilities in life I

always hear them
politicians popping about.

(slow dramatic music)

(door groans closed)

- (sighs) Well that's
done. Are you all right?

- I don't know what I'm gonna do.

- What is it?

- She was the one I
shared everything with.

(gunshots blast)
(dramatic music)

(gunshots blast)

(engine rumbles)
(tires screech)

- [Thad] Oh no!

- Go! Go!

(debris thuds and clatters)

(Ice cries out)

- Moving in! Moving in, guys!

Moving in! Moving in!

Check the, check the
doors! Check the doors!

Move in! Move in!

Come on!

(gunshots blast)
(Ice yells)

Check over there at the doors! Check it!

Get them! I want them dead!

Over there!

(gunshots blast)
(glass shatters)

Yeah! Oh yeah! (yells)

(glass shatters)

Hi, honey! I'm home!

Did you have a good day, huh!

(gunshots blast)
(tense brooding music)

Oh, honey!

(gunshots blast)

Come on out, baby! I'm home, I'm home!

Oh, it's good to be home!

- Ice!

(timer rings)
(dramatic music)

(gunshots blast)

(liquid splashes)

- [Gang Member] What the?

(flames roar)
(gang member screams)

(flames crackle)
(Julie whimpers)

(gunshots blast)

(gang members scream)
(metal crashes)

- Come on, baby.

(gas hisses)

- [Gang Member] What the?

(explosion booms)
(gang members scream)

(bodies thud)

- Oh my God, explosion in Gravesend,

some restaurant, and
still no word from Fugazi!

- Get every one of our guys
off that damn Bruckner thing,

and tell the boys at state we
got real police business here!

We ain't traffic cops.

(people shout indistinctly)

- [Officer] Let's go. I'm right out there!

- [Officer] Start the
car. I'm right there.

(flames crackle)
(Thad breathes shakily)

(footsteps shuffle)
(slow dramatic music)

(Julie sobs)

- Hey, kids. Party's over.

(dramatic suspenseful music)

Say your prayers.

(gun cocks)

- Leave them alone.

(soft dramatic music)

- Hey, Mama.

(laughs) You're gonna kill
me? You're too civilized.

- You forgot, the oldest
law of the jungle.

- Oh yeah? What's that?

Never get between a lioness and her cubs.

(gunshot blasts)
(Thad screams)

(gunshot blasts)
(Ice screams)

(electricity blasts)
(body thuds)

(Thad screams)
(sirens wail)

- I can't make it!
- It's okay! It's okay!

No, don't! Go!
- It's okay.

You gotta go! Don't! (shouts indistinctly)

- [Dispatch] Warning, last
name is (speaks indistinctly).

(people speak indistinctly)

- Ain't seen anything like this since Nam.

(soft dramatic music)

(person speaks indistinctly over radio)

(tires screech)

(door slams)

- You really meant what you said?

- Of course I did!

- You gonna help me? You
gonna help me get outta here?

- First, we're going to
the hospital, all of us,

and then we'll make arrangements
for you and your family.

Right?
- Right.

(cameras click)

(Thad groans)

- I don't even know your name.

- TJ. No, no, Thad, Thad Jefferson.

- [Julie] Daddy!

(Julie sobs)

(camera clicks)

(camera clicks)

(camera clicks)

(camera clicks)

- I'll meet you at the hospital.

- Okay?
- Yeah.

Next time, you drive, okay?

- [Victoria] It's a deal. After you.

(slow dramatic music)

(doors slam)

(slow dramatic music continues)

(child laughs)
(TV buzzes)

(soft atmospheric music)