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- Rise and shine, baby.

- What? Wait.

What are you doing, John?

- This is our guest.

Be polite, mind your manners, Blake.

We've got some wine.

Come on, just-just have a glass.

- I don't want wine, John.

- Hey, hey, hey, it's okay.

Uh, I...

I got him for you.

- What do you- what do you mean for me?

Uh, I don't want to do this, John, okay?

- Hey, hey, it's o- it's okay.

It's okay,

- I don't really... I can't with you.

- If he is, he's being...

- I can't move! What are you doing?

- Hey, J-John.

- Don't worry, I'll be right there.

- John, hey.

- Damn, Johnny.

- You didn't disappoint.

That's some good pussy.

- That's some good pussy.

- What do you want?

- Where-where am I?

Hey, back away from me!

- Relax, relax, relax!

Relax.

- Where are we?!

- Who knows? I...

- It's... It's cold.

Why is it so cold?

- Any idea who could be doing this?

Do you... do you remember anything?

Anything at all?

- Ah, I remember, uh...

going out last night.

Some nightclub.

- The one... the one on 5th of Main?

- How'd you know that?

- I was... I was there too.

- Oh.

The last thing I remember was, uh...

sitting at the bar.

But it gets, uh, hazy.

- S-same with me.

- So we were what?

Roofies?

- What do you remember?

- There, there was, um...

There was a guy in a mask.

- Like, Jason Voorhees?

- No, no, no, like, um...

a black mask.

Like a hood.

It covered his entire head and...

and on the forehead he had, um...

- A red X.

Did he stroke your hair just before you...

Phew. It's all fucking crazy.

- Okay, okay, I'm...

I'm really freaked out now.

What the hell does he want with us?

- Hey.

We'll figure this out.

- I'm Alex.

- Blake.

There's a door right there.

- You checked it?

- Hello?!

Help!

Somebody!

- Anyone out there?!

Can anybody hear...

- Are you all right?

- Hello?!

Open up!

Let us the fuck out of here!

Hey, listen.

See if you can find something

to pry the door open, huh?

- Yeah, yeah.

- Had that red light turned on before?

When the red light goes on,

price must be paid.

Is this, uh...

ransom situation?

- Alex?!

Alex!

- Are you okay?

I got you.

- It's okay.

- Oh, God.

- Oh my God, look at your back.

- It's him.

The guy in the mask.

- What does he want with us?

- He kept repeating,

the price must be paid.

And if we didn't pay the price...

we'd be tortured and killed.

- What price?

- He said there were a few stories on the ground

and...

and no one would ever find us.

- Oh, Jesus.

- Did he say why he picked us?

- Uh, we didn't really have much

of a conversation.

Did...

Take that, will you?

- What's that?

- He just gave it to me, you know.

I don't know.

- He's giving us water.

And...

Nuts?

What's his angle?

- Keep us alive.

For now, anyway.

- What else is in there?

- God.

- Looks like clothes.

- A reward for getting...

the fuck kicked out of me.

- Yeah.

- Is it warm?

- Yeah.

- I got it, I got it.

- Let me help... I, uh, I got it.

- I got it.

- Okay, okay.

- Well.

- How do I look?

- Like a hot mess.

- Yeah, at least I'm hot, right?

- Uh...

Wait.

Antibiotic.

- What?

- The lunatic gave us antibiotic.

- Like a cream?

- What?

Okay, um...

- What the actual fuck is happening right now?

- At least he's thoughtful.

- Do you want to have dinner with me?

- You know, I, um...

I've never been in a fight.

- How'd you manage that?

- Um, I...

I guess I just wasn't equipped for it,

somehow.

- Have you looked in a mirror?

What do you do?

- I'm a personal trainer.

What about you?

I'm sensing...

finance?

Or... what?

- I knew it.

- No, I'm in, uh...

real estate.

Commercial stuff.

My, uh...

My kid brother and I.

He's more into it than I am.

I owed it to him.

I come from a long line of tradesmen.

A family of, uh...

plumbers, builders, electricians.

- Tough mix.

- But when I was a kid,

we all built a vacation house together, upstate.

- Really?

- From scratch.

- Look at you.

- And my brother, you know.

He always wanted to start something up.

I felt bad for kicking his ass one too many times.

See, we fought all the time.

- My family...

was very nurturing and caring, loving.

My sister and I,

we never got beat up by our parents, so...

And our relationship was great.

You know, we got along just fine, so...

When it was time to go to school,

we didn't have any practice on fighting,

or hitting anyone, or being hit.

So...

- You never got bullied?

- Oh yeah.

And I got called every name on the book.

- So...

You were bullied,

and never got into a fight.

- I know, right?

I had some protectors.

Especially one.

- There was this one day,

and we were coming home from school

to go to his place.

This little snaggletooth terror comes up to me,

out of nowhere,

For no reason, just a fight for the hell of it.

Ben,

he never stood for any of that crap, so...

But I...

I was scared to death.

- So...

What did he do?

- So, um...

Ben gets in his face,

but this kid just won't go anywhere.

And at this point,

I notice there's a crowd of kids watching us,

and I'm terrified, because...

You know, if I were to fight this little twerp,

and lost to him,

I'd be mortified.

He actually takes a swing at Ben.

And that was a really wrong move, because...

Ben then stops the punch,

grabs him by the arm,

flings him to the ground,

holds him in a headlock,

sits on him until the kid gave up.

And then...

Ben's older brother, Derek,

you know, he's on his way home,

and he comes to help.

But the kid just panics,

and bolts out of there,

thinking that we might jump him.

- Sounds like a great friend to have.

- He was.

- Do you love him?

- Like, in love with him?

God, no.

No way.

No, he's...

He's just the big brother I always needed.

A real friend.

A terrific person.

A great husband, a father now.

Just someone who knows how to take care of things.

I wish I was more like him.

If only he was here to...

rescue me again, right?

What about you?

- Um...

Do I love him?

- In general.

Are you...

or...

Have you ever been in...

- Once.

Luke was...

Uh, he...

M-My partner, um...

- I'm so... Alex, I'm sorry, I shouldn't have.

- Um...

It's been a long time.

- I have no business.

I shouldn't... I shouldn't have, I...

- It-It's been a long time.

- Forget I said anything, okay?

I... I just, um...

- Blake...

there was another life.

It's okay.

- What?

- Oh.

For a second, I...

I forgot we were trapped in a dungeon.

- Are we gonna die?

- No.

Hey,

we're getting out.

Look at me.

We're getting out.

- I believe you.

- It's okay.

- No, no, get your hands off me!

Alex!

- Please.

- Alex!

- My goodness.

- Stop!

What do you want from us?

What do you want from us?!

Leave him alone!

- Alex?

- Alex?

Alex?

Alex?

Alex?!

- Alexander?

- Yes?

Sir?

- Sir?

- Sir?

- Dr. Gilroy?

- Well, you can call me Dakin.

That's okay.

- I'd rather call you Dr. Gilroy.

- And why? Why is that?

- Because we aren't friends.

- Okay.

Why don't you come on up here, Alex?

No, you're right, Alex.

We're not friends.

- We certainly will be.

- I believe that too.

Do you know why?

- It's because we care.

- That's right.

You'll realize that me,

Vivian, every leader in this place,

we want to help you, all of you,

clear up any confusion in you.

- Find your way.

- That's a beautiful way to put it, Vivian.

We want to help you find your way.

You see, friends do that.

But, uh...

if you don't see us as friends,

I...

I can respect that.

- We're not friends.

- Yet.

- But you know who is your friend, Alex?

I think, young Luke over there is your friend.

Isn't that right?

I think...

he's your special friend.

Do you want to know how I know that?

Young Luke, how do I know that?

Uh, I confessed.

- Just before group...

taking and Vivian, they, uh...

they helped me take a step forward.

- The Taj Mahal was built one stone at a time.

We are really proud of you

for laying that first stone, Luke.

- Young Luke is choosing the moral path.

Young Luke is breaking free

from the coils of the addiction

through inner work and conscious effort.

He confessed not just for his salvation,

but for yours as well, Alex.

He did it for you too.

Think about your mom and dad.

They sent you here out of love.

They want to see you live a life

within the bounds of society.

They don't want to see you suffer

because of correctable choices.

- Honor thy mother and thy father.

Religious beliefs aside,

it is an ethical standard to live by.

- Have your choices

given your parents that honor,

Alex?

Do you know where my favorite quote is from?

- God...

- Gore Vidal.

Do you know who that is?

He wrote a lot of books, essays, things like that.

Lived an unconventional life.

His own set of confusions,

you know, just like you.

Never fully at peace with himself.

Do you know what he said?

There is no such thing

as a homosexual or heterosexual person.

Only homo or heterosexual acts.

Most people are a mixture of impulses,

if not practices.

Do you know why I love that quote?

- It's because it validates the idea

that all of this is a choice.

- Cards on the table, Alex.

You will live a life of pain and misery

and God forbid worse if you persist.

Is that what you want?

Is that what you want for your mother?

What purpose in life is that?

What hell on earth is that?

Were you born to be an outcast?

Were any of you?

I will not let you drown yourself, Alex,

because whether you like it or not,

I'm the best friend you've got.

Will you let us cure you?

Speak up, young Alex.

- No!

- I will save you from yourself,

Alexander.

Vivian, prepare him for his session, please.

We will save you, Alexander.

- When the red light goes on,

price must be paid.

- I checked.

Every crack,

every crevice, every angle.

The only way out has to be through that door.

I've been thinking.

The next time he goes off...

Like, I mean...

The next time he goes off,

I'm going in.

- No.

- I have to know... - Blake.

- I have to know who he is.

- I can handle it.

- I have to know who he is!

I have to look at him

and try and...

fight him.

- Have you been drinking?

- Yeah.

Yeah.

I've been drinking.

Do you know how?

From this.

- What is that?

One of our many prizes

our captor continues to provide for us.

- Vodka and pineapple juice.

- Here you go.

- Oh wait, I haven't ordered yet.

- The guy at the end of the bar sent it to you.

- Shit, really?

- This is the vodka pineapple.

- Is that a coincidence?

- I don't know.

- That's the thing, Alex.

That's just it.

I don't know either.

You know why I don't know?

Because none of this makes any sense at all.

The only thing that makes sense

is that you walked in there

for a second time

and walked in here with a prize.

For me?

Don't you find that a bit peculiar?

- It is, yeah.

He sent this...

because he's asking for me.

He wants me to go in there.

He wants me to walk in there

and he won't stop! Until I...

- Calm down, alright?

- He's going to kill you!

He is going to kill you.

And I'm going to be the one to watch.

And I can't watch!

It has to be me.

- What if he kills you, Blake?

Hmm?

What if I'm the one who has to watch?

Look,

I understand where this is coming from.

I do.

But you're not thinking this through.

I've gone in there twice,

taken the licks,

and like a big strong boy,

I'm still here!

I'm not the one crying and cowering in a corner.

- What the hell is that supposed to mean?

- No, nothing.

- That's it?

That's what you think of me?

- Of course not.

- How about I have my first fight

right now?

Huh?

Don't run away!

- Blake.

Stop.

- Huh?

Is that what you think?

I'm weak.

Fight me.

Huh?

Fight me!

Fight me!

Eh?

Fight me!

- It's not exactly the Ritz, but...

how are you?

- A bit hangover, but...

very nice.

How about you?

How are you feeling?

- Uh, yeah, very...

very good.

Oh, do you want your, uh...

- Oh, yes, please.

- Okay.

- I don't know what time of day it is,

but...

it feels like saying good morning,

it's maybe appropriate.

- Truth or dare?

Get out of here right now.

- Come on.

- I need truth in my life.

Who was the first man...

you had on top of you?

- He really went there.

- And did he fuck you?

- Not at first.

At first, he was...

pretty PG-13.

- When I was growing up,

all the boys always wanted to wrestle each other.

I was terrible at it.

But at least I didn't involve

getting punched or hitting anyone, so.

I was slightly less terrified of wrestling

than fistfights after school.

Plus, they made us do it in gym class, so...

I really didn't have much of a choice.

- All of this is a choice.

- He wouldn't let me move.

He was like,

dead weight.

I look at you, and...

and I feel safe.

- In my house,

the Bible was the law.

So if I ever broke the law,

he'd be right there,

ready with a swift punishment against my...

transgressions.

Honor thy mother, my father.

Have your choices

given your parents that honor?

- I mean, the way he swung.

No one hits that hard and calls it a lesson.

Eventually, I got numb to it.

But then,

when I got older,

he'd, uh...

he'd make me hit myself.

Make me count each stroke while I...

I need to watch.

I'd be there so long,

I'd go...

somewhere else.

I'm not even there.

As long as he needed.

When I was in high school,

my father walked in on me...

kissing another boy.

He proceeded to send me

to one of those...

reprogramming places.

All in the name of his God.

The only God was violence.

The program was called, um...

readjustment.

After the daily sessions of torture,

they'd take better care of the kids who lied

and said it was working.

- In what way?

Bullshit things we take for granted every day.

We wouldn't get them otherwise.

Gifts...

for announcing who we are.

- Did you... did you?

- No, Luke saved me in that place.

It didn't break me.

They bathed me in...

a river of violence,

and I drank the ocean dry,

but Luke...

it was too much

for him to...

- The price must be paid.

- I couldn't...

I'm not making that mistake again.

That's why I can handle whatever happens

in that room, Blake.

I'm not even there.

- I don't even know his name.

Seven months ago,

that is the last time

anyone touched me.

That's some good pussy.

That's some good pussy.

I hear it in my head all the time.

I was there.

I was there.

I'm still there.

But then...

but then I met you.

Thank you.

Together.

Together.

- Alex?

Alex!

What are you doing?!

Alex!

- Get away from me, get away from me.

Ugh! get away from...

Get away from me.

- I need you now!

- Alex!

I need you... no, Alex.

- But then...

but then I met you.

- That's some good pussy.

How did this happen?

- There is no shame

with whatever you're feeling.

Whatsoever.

- We're all survivors, Blake.

- You're all so strong.

I'm doing so much better recently, I...

A hundred percent.

I'm living my life again, which...

it's awesome.

I've been doing the things

I used to love doing so much more.

Reading, jogging.

I've been getting some great clients at the gym.

Great money.

Yeah.

I'm...

reintroducing myself into the wild.

- You're describing self-love.

And you're worthy of it.

And it's reassuring that you know that.

I'm making a conscious decision that...

what happened to me...

happened.

But...

But it doesn't control me.

I won't let this dictate my life or...

or prevent me from living it.

I am stronger than this leap of a moment.

It's just not worth living in that, you know?

I'm going to be okay.

- Oh, look who it is again.

You're going to move in?

Pay rent?

I'm fucking with you.

Get in there.

- Hey!

Oh, you do it!

You have a phone?!

One One more!

Um, I'm scared!

- Ain't that interesting?

- Here you go.

- Wait, I haven't ordered yet.

- The guy at the end of the bar sent it to you.

- Shit, really?

This is the vodka pineapple.

- He was listening to you.

- Did that because you...

pinned me down?

Beat me with a stake?

I couldn't get him off.

I tried, but...

I didn't want you to see.

I've...

I'm so sorry.

I thought but couldn't.

- It's not your fault.

I don't...

- What?

Did you not?

I did that for you.

While, when I was in there,

I thought I saw these... these stairs.

That...

That has to be the way out.

So.

so next time if the red light goes on again...

- Bullshit.

- Why did you say that to me?

Why did you say that to me?!

- What the fuck are you?

In readjustment,

part of the sessions were...

isolation.

That place became my purgatory.

Praying for death to a god I don't believe in.

Until they put another boy

in that room with me.

He was beautiful.

A beautiful boy...

who was too pure to fight.

I became his protector.

My Luke...

I made him feel safe.

And he made me feel...

We fell in love in that place.

In the midst of hell,

we laughed and kissed.

Learned how to make love.

He saved me.

When we finally got out,

the one year in there felt like...

10...

We were both 18.

So...

We left our families

and lived together for eight years.

It was the best time of my life.

But Luke...

he couldn't get past

what we went through.

He suffered from nightmares.

I'd just hold him

until he stopped crying and fell back asleep.

I would have killed for him.

He was beautiful.

One night,

I had...

come home from work and...

I found him.

I've suffered so long.

And when I saw you at the club that night,

I saw Luke.

My Luke.

I know that!

I knew there was no way

you'd ever go out with me.

You were too beautiful to talk to

without some kind of...

You'd never have given me the time of day.

Luke and I bonded

from being locked up together.

And ended up

with the most special connection

two people could ever have.

Because we shared something...

horrific together.

I knew

the only chance we had

was to share that experience.

Luke said I should find love again.

I watched you.

You were beautiful.

- Were you following me?

- I owned the building.

You remind me so much of Luke.

I knew...

I knew, I had to save you too.

Here,

for a second chance.

Luke and I bonded

over being locked up together.

- Luke and I made a special connection.

Just like you and me now.

And we made that connection

because...

we shared something horrific...

together.

I love you.

- Don't...

- Don't do this.

Come on.

- Stop!

Why...

Why are you being this way?

- Stop!

- I'll save you.

- No.

Please.

Stop.

No, no, no.

- Please stop.

No.

Stop.

- Please!

Sorry, okay.

- Uh, you're scaring me, baby.

Why won't you answer me?!

Blake.

I'm sorry, I can't.

- Baby!

Blake.

Baby.

Baby, you're scaring me.

Please, please, please, please!

Baby, baby!

Don't leave me, Blake.

Blake!

Blake!

Oh, God!

Baby!

Baby.

Come back.

Baby!

Come back!

Blake!

Blake!

Please, don't leave me in here, Blake!

Don't leave me in here, please!

Please! I don't want to be alone.

- I am stronger than this leap of a moment.

I'm going to be okay.

♪ I just, want you to feel ♪

♪ that this is real, real love ♪

♪ real, real love ♪

♪ I just, want you to feel ♪

♪ that this is real, real love ♪

♪ real, real love ♪

♪ Baby, let go and face it ♪

♪ You want this, I want this, I can't get enough ♪

♪ I know life can get real real tough ♪

♪ So, listen... ♪

♪ Live, live, oh... ♪