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(sirens blaring)

(upbeat music)

(door slamming)

(Sonya crying)

(door closing)

- This is all fucked up.

Sonya's gonna die.

This is all your fault, Becca.

- [Becca] Oh my fault?

- [Mark] Yeah, yeah it is.

- [Becca] I'm not the one who fucked up the plan.

This is your fault, Mark.

- This has gone all fucking wrong.

- Everyone just fucking calm down.

- No, no, no, fuck this.

I'm taking charge of the situation, okay?

- Guys, I need a hospital.

- We can't risk it.

- She's gonna die.

- Yeah, that's completely your fault, jerk off.

- Listen bitch, that's enough.

(Mark grunting)

(gun clicking)

(gun banging)

- Ah Jesus, fuck.

Jesus Christ, mate.

What the fuck is your problem?

No, no, wait, wait, wait.

I'm fucking sorry.

I won't do it again.

I'm fucking sorry.

I'm fucking sorry, don't, don't...

(gun banging)

- Apology not fucking accepted.

- What the fuck, Dallas?

- Great, what's the plan now?

- You know what to do.

- Sonya, we can't just leave you here to die.

- Sasha.

(suspenseful music)

- [Eddie] We need to get the fuck out of here.

- [Becca] Yeah, I second that.

- Are we just gonna ignore the fact

that Dallas just killed three cops back there

and did that to Mark.

- Well, if he didn't I would have.

- If the fucking idiot had a just followed the plan

Sonya wouldn't have died and Dallas

wouldn't a had to fucking shoot him.

- Okay Captain America, what's the plan now?

(suspenseful music)

- Well, cops don't know we're here, right?

No one does.

I say we stay put here tonight

figure out a plan of attack in the morning.

- We search the place.

We find food and water.

- Yeah.

Yeah, all in favour of staying here tonight,

getting to it in the morning.

Good.

(suspenseful music)

Good.

I'm glad we're all on the same page.

Utah, I like the idea of finding food and water, right?

We'll split up, search the place,

come back here with what you find.

(suspenseful music)

- Sasha, you're with me.

We'll take the door on the left.

You guys take the right.

Dallas.

(door closing)

Sasha, you coming?

Sasha.

Sasha.

- Hopefully this rain doesn't let up anytime soon.

(inaudible)

Something's fucking wrong with Dallas.

Yeah, no shit.

He saved our asses.

- [Utah] Yeah, he also shot Sonya.

- What?

- When everything went to shit

and the cops came in, Dallas shot Sonya.

Nobody else saw it.

They assume it was one of the cops.

- Why the fuck would he do that?

- I don't know.

I think from seeing him waste Mark

this was his plan all along.

He wanted the money and the safe for himself.

- Fuck, fuck.

You know what?

Fuck it.

Let's go back and grab the cash.

We'll split it 50/50.

- You wanna fuck over Becca and Sasha?

- Yep.

Fuck 'em then.

Fuck 'em.

It'll be like Eddie and Utah riding hard

when we was kids.

- No, no, no, no, you're not thinking straight.

- Yes, I am mate.

Thinking cash.

- The cash is good, yeah.

- Yeah.

- But it's what's in the safe that counts.

- Then we grab that too, fuck it.

- No, to open the fucking safe we need a code

and if the code's not entered correctly

it'll send a GPS tracker

and the cops will be right up our asses.

The only person who knew about the code was Sonya

and she told Sasha before she died.

- Fuck yeah.

Fuck yeah, so we go get the code out of Sasha.

Besides Dallas, you and me

are the only other people with guns.

- No, no, no, Eddie.

- Yeah.

- No, no, we're not fucking doing that.

The only thing we're doing

is getting the fuck out of here.

- Fucking fine but if we die

don't fucking blame me, mate.

You can quote me on that.

- [Becca] You all good?

- [Sasha] Yeah, I'm fine.

- [Becca] You don't seem fine.

- Yeah, I'm just a bit rattled.

- Well, snap out of it, okay?

We need to come up with a plan

to get out of this alive.

- [Sasha] What do you mean?

- Connect the dots, Sasha.

We're the only two women here.

You don't seriously think that the guys

are not gonna try and fuck us over?

- Dallas might but didn't think of the others.

- Well, in case something happens

I think you should give me the code to the safe.

- I think we should just stick to the plan

and find food and water.

(suspenseful music)

(rain pouring)

(metal clanging)

- Dallas, you son of a bitch.

- Looking for this?

I don't think so, pal.

(suspenseful music)

See, I could take this gun right now

and blow a hole through your head, Utah

but I'm not gonna do that.

I've killed plenty of people with guns

and sure it's fun but not the same

as killing them with my bare hands.

See, earlier when I shot Mark in the head

that was different.

Mark's an old friend of mine

so it made something snap up in here

and I tell you what, I kinda liked it.

So, instead of blowing a hole in your head

like I just said

I'm gonna kick your little bitch ass.

(suspenseful music)

- Wanna fight?

I'll fuck you up.

- Come on, then.

(Utah grunting)

You wanna do some karate shit, huh?

(metal clanging)

(suspenseful music)

- Come on, mother fucker.

We'll end this.

- Good idea.

(shoes stomping)

(rain pouring)

- [Sasha] Oh, Eddie.

- You guys find anything yet?

- No, but we're gonna have a look in here.

- [Eddie] Ladies first.

- Where's Utah?

You guys are inseparable.

- Yeah well, we were attacked

and I haven't seen him since.

Yeah, I was looking everywhere for him

and that's when I bumped into you two.

- Wait, someone attacked you?

- [Eddie] Yeah, big bad man alone,

it was Dallas.

- Why?

- You seeing what I'm seeing?

No, Utah said it was Dallas that shot Sonya

at the bank.

I reckon he set this whole thing up from the beginning

and now he's taking us out one by one.

- Shit, man.

Do you think Utah's okay?

- Yeah.

Yeah, Utah will be fine.

He can take care of himself.

Yeah.

(metal clanging)

- [Becca] All right, there's nothing here.

Let's keep moving.

- [Sasha] Eddie, what are you doing?

- I need that safe.

- Eddie, please.

We're a team, please Eddie.

- Don't you even realise?

Utah's probably fucking dead.

Sonya's dead, Mark's dead.

Dallas killed 'em all.

I'm not gonna be next, mate.

I need that fucking safe and that code

so I can get the fuck out of here alive.

You can quote me on that.

- Eddie, please, please.

Stop, just stop.

- Give me the fucking code.

- [Sasha] Please.

- Bitch, I swear to god,

I'll blow your fucking kneecaps out right now.

- Don't fucking move.

Sasha, let's go.

(Eddie grunting)

(gun banging)

- Ah, twice in one fucking night.

Oh, fucking bitches.

Fuck.

- Utah.

He's dead.

- Fuck, that hurts.

Fucking stupid job.

I didn't even wanna fucking do this.

Fucking Utah getting us into trouble all the time.

Fuck that guy.

(wood banging)

Fuck is that?

(suspenseful music)

(rain pouring)

(suspenseful music)

Someone here?

Don't fuck with me.

I'll kill ya, you can quote me on that.

(suspenseful music)

(gun banging)

Fuck.

(upbeat music)

- [Dallas] Hey, Eddie.

- Dallas, you son of a bitch.

- Good to see you, buddy.

Could have snuck up on you right there

and kicked your ass but

sometimes I just prefer shooting mother fuckers.

- Where's Utah?

(gun banging)

- He's taking a break.

(gun banging)

- You bastard.

(gun banging)

You planned this from the start, didn't ya?

- Oh, of course I did, Eddie.

And the thing is you're just pissed off

that you didn't come up with the idea first.

- Fuck you.

- Snappy comeback.

- I'm gonna enjoy ripping that fucking Mohawk

off your head.

(gun clicking)

(gun banging)

(upbeat music)

(gun banging)

- What was that?

- [Becca] I don't know.

(fire crackling)

(Eddie groaning)

(gun clicking)

- Pull this, bitch.

(gun banging)

- We need to get out of here.

- [Dallas] Yoo hoo.

(shoes stomping)

(suspenseful music)

- Shit.

(shoes stomping)

(shoes stomping)

(door closing)

- Marco.

- Oh Sasha, that doesn't look good.

- I'll be okay.

Believe it or not I've been through a lot worse.

- Right.

Look, in case something happens

I think you should give me the code to the safe.

- Nothing's gonna happen to me.

- Look Sasha, I can't promise that we're gonna

survive the night.

Just give me the code.

- You've been working with Dallas this whole fucking time,

haven't you?

- What gave it away?

- Oh, do you really think

that he's gonna let you live?

He's using you like the rest of us.

- I don't think so, bitch.

This could have been over sooner

but you had to be all fucking secretive

about the code.

(upbeat music)

Now you're just gonna die painfully.

(safe banging)

(Becca yelling)

(Sasha grunting)

(upbeat music)

- Polo.

Looks like I'm late to the party.

Dumb bitch, you were supposed to get the god damn code.

- You fuck.

(metal clanging)

(upbeat music)

- Playing dead, huh?

Clever girl.

(upbeat music)

- The code is 7 7 7 7.

(inaudible)

before you die.

(inaudible)

(upbeat music)

- Well, that was easy.

(upbeat music)

- Just when you think you've got me

I'm always one step ahead.

That's a stab in the back, baby.

(sirens blaring)

(upbeat music)

- [Officer] This is the police.

We have the place surrounded.

Come out with your hands up.

(upbeat music)

I ain't asking a second time.

Get your punk asses out here now.

(upbeat music)

That's it, we're coming in there.

- Greed, handsome mother fucker.

(door banging)

(suspenseful music)

- Why are you doing this?

- [Jenna] We barely get to see you anymore.

- I know, I know honey.

I've just, I've gotta put the time in to get ahead, okay?

How's little man doing?

- [Jenna] He's fine but he misses his dad.

- He'll be fine.

I'm gonna be home tomorrow.

He won't even know I was gone.

- [Jenna] I miss you too, Jake.

- Yeah, I...

I miss you too.

Hey, I better get back to it.

I'll see you tomorrow.

- [Jenna] Love you.

- I've been waiting all week

to get you alone, Jake.

- I am all yours.

(knocking on door)

- Who the fuck is that?

Can you answer it please, Jake?

- Okay, don't you go anywhere, all right?

Hello, who are you?

- Hi.

(suspenseful music)

- Hello?

Yeah, you're a weirdo.

- Who was it?

- [Jake] Oh some...

- Jake.

- [Jake] What now?

- Can you go check me car port, please?

- What's the rush?

Hey?

(suspenseful music)

- Jake.

- Ah fuck, all right fine but I'm taking this.

You sit there and don't move.

I'll be back.

(suspenseful music)

(door closing)

(suspenseful music)

(Abby screaming)

I'm back.

Where are you?

Abby?

Abby?

Abby, hey.

Hey.

(suspenseful music)

(Jake mumbling)

- [Kidnapper] Hi Jake.

(Jake mumbling)

Nice to finally meet you.

(Jake mumbling)

- Ah, fuck.

You fucking crazy bitch.

What are you fucking doing?

What is this shit?

- What about Abby?

- Abby?

Fucking what about Abby?

Who cares?

- Who cares about Abby?

- What'd you do?

- Wow, Jake forgotten about her that easily.

Ladies and gentlemen, I picked a winner.

- I, what, what is this shit?

What the fuck, ah fuck.

What are you doing?

What, what are you fucking doing?

- Passcode.

- What?

What the fuck?

No.

- Those don't sound like numbers to me, Jake.

- Ah, six, fucking six nine six nine.

- Of course.

- We can sort this out.

Whatever this is we can sort this out.

No.

- Maybe I should give Jenna a call, hm?

Tell her about your little side piece?

- This about money?

You want money?

I can get you money, okay?

Whatever you want.

I won't tell anyone about this.

Don't tell anyone about Abby.

- Jake, Jake, Jake, Jake, this isn't about money.

This is about you.

- What?

Hey, just let me go, please.

(Jake yelling)

Hey, hey, don't leave me here, please.

Please.

Hey come on, come back.

Hey, come back.

Please.

Help, help, please.

- Hi Jake.

I wanted to get your opinion on this photo.

That's me, my ex girlfriend Emma

and our gorgeous little boy, Teddy.

I almost forgot, here boy.

Oh, hi baby.

Oh, you don't need to worry about him.

He's a big softie.

It's me you have to worry about.

(Jake screaming)

I said, I wanted to get your opinion on this photo.

- [Jake] It's a lovely photo.

(Jake screaming)

- [Kidnapper] Not good enough.

- It's beautiful.

It's a beautiful photo.

Please.

- Much better.

You see, things were good back then

but then Emma found out about all this

and one slap led to a shove led to a stab

and it was all over.

I wasn't finished.

(Jake yelling)

Just for your rude little interruption

we're gonna move your schedule up.

Tonight we're gonna play a little game

I like to call, hands off.

- [Jake] Let me go.

Please.

Please.

- I can't do that.

Come on, Teddy.

(suspenseful music)

It's time for hands off.

The rules are simple.

I ask you a question,

if I don't like the answer

you get one of your fingers chopped off.

If I do like the answer, well, you get a drink.

We keep playing until you have no hands left.

Now, you might be asking yourself

why I chose to play this little game with you, Jake

and the answer is simple,

you can't keep your hands to yourself.

Poor Jenna.

Big bad Jake needs more.

(Jake screaming)

(suspenseful music)

That was just a test run.

Let's play.

First question, how are you able to lie

to your loving and devoted wife every day?

- I just can...

(Jake screaming)

- Sorry.

I got a little bit impatient.

Same question again.

- Fuck you, fuck you, crazy bitch.

(Jake yelling)

I have two children.

I feel so (inaudible) at home

and alive when I'm with Abby.

Please.

- [Kidnapper] Wow Jake.

That was impressive.

Finally got some stone cold truth out of you.

Well, as promised.

That's enough.

- [Jake] Thank you.

What are you doing?

- Soon as we're done here

I'll be sending that to Jenna.

- [Jake] No, please, please.

I'm begging you please.

It could ruin my marriage.

- [Kidnapper] Oh, Jake.

- [Jake] It could ruin my marriage.

- Oh Jake, the only thing ruining your marriage is you.

Next question, what kind of example

do you feel you're setting for your son?

Huh?

- [Jake] He's never gonna know about...

- Wrong.

You are making another you.

He's gonna grow up to be a little mini Jake

and he'll never know how to properly treat a woman.

(Jake yelling)

Give it to me.

- [Jake] Ah, fucking please stop.

Please, please.

- Shut up, Jake.

Honestly.

- Please, please, please, please, please.

Please, please, don't do this.

Please, please.

- [Kidnapper] Ah, it's a bit late for that, Jake.

- No.

(Jake crying)

Please.

Please, please, no.

Please.

- I think we can skip the next question.

Don't you, Jake?

(saw buzzing)

(Jake screaming)

(suspenseful music)

(plastic dragging)

(suspenseful music)

Oh, Jake.

You don't actually think

I'd feed your sour meat to my baby boy.

There is something I will feed him though.

(Jake yelling)

(suspenseful music)

(kidnapper humming)

(suspenseful music)

(apple crunching)

Have a nice nap?

- Why are you doing this?

(suspenseful music)

- Really?

What is with you guys?

Always the same questions.

Wah wah wah, why are you doing this?

Wah wah wah, why me?

Just shut the fuck up.

You're pathetic.

- [Jake] Fuck you.

(suspenseful music)

- You know what?

I'm gonna let you in on a little secret.

You, Jake are just like my father.

My father hated himself.

He hated his life.

The only time he was ever happy

was when he was playing golf.

The rest of the time he drank

and he beat my mother.

When I was seven years old

my father bashed my mother's brains in

with his favourite golf club

and then he forced me to cut up her body

into tiny little pieces

and bury her in our backyard.

(suspenseful music)

That's not all, Jake.

You see, dear old dad didn't have a wife to fuck anymore.

So, what did he do?

He decided that he would rape and beat me everyday.

Every single fucking day

right up until I turned 15.

Look at me.

And I just couldn't take it anymore.

I decided to give daddy

a taste of his own medicine.

I bashed his fucking head in

with that very same golf club

he used on my mother.

I was terrorised, tormented, raped, and abused

by the one man I should have been able to trust.

Instead, I got what I got

and now men like him

and men like you, you get me.

(suspenseful music)

You know what?

I think we're done here.

(suspenseful music)

Bye Jake.

(duck quacking)

- [Becca] Tom, can we please talk about...

- [Tom] Bec, did I say you could speak?

I suggest you shut your mouth.

- But, Tom I...

- Bec, don't make me tell you twice.

(duck quacking)

This is the spot.

Go and get the food out of the car.

- Tom.

- Bec, don't make me tell you twice.

(bird squawking)

- Hi.

(gentle music)

- Come on.

Good boy.

Good boy.

I'm about done for the day.

What do you think?

All right, let's go to the car.

Come on.

(gentle music)

Let's go home.

(car door closing)

(bird squawking)

(gentle music)

- [Rick] It's Rick Walsh here

with "These Dogs Barking."

It's trek trail training with Rick Walsh.

I'm Rick Walsh from here

at our new Reserve I found

that's completely unknown to me.

I looked it up online,

can't find the coordinates whatsoever.

I plugged them into my GPS.

There's no name online whatsoever.

No signage I've found while I've been here

but as you can see...

Oh, just real quick people keep asking me online

what sort of dog Sparky is.

He is in fact a Schnoodle.

That is half schnauzer half poodle.

In his case it's toy poodle and miniature schnauzer.

He's probably a little bit too big for those two breeds

but you know that's what happens sometimes

when you cross breed two species of animals.

I am going to win the Bushland Marathon this year

and let me tell you something.

If you happen to come to this track and you see me

please Rick Walshers, as much as you'd like to talk to me,

do not approach me because I am very busy

and as a celebrity online I don't have time to stop...

- Want some dinner, Maxy?

- [Rick] Do anything like that...

- Do you want some dinner?

You hungry.

Come on.

Come on.

- [Rick] Feel free to message me online

and while you're at it check out my online website.

(dog food rattling)

I'm gonna check out the suggested areas of the place

like I suggested and...

- Danny, I'm home.

(Rick mumbling)

- Hey babe, how was work?

- Same old.

- [Rick] I had a lot of messages...

- What's this guy's name again?

Nick?

- Rick.

- Dick?

Jokes.

Come on, Maxy.

Come on.

Yeah.

- [Rick] Dropping buds is not a good idea.

Dropping rubbish and papers around is not a good idea

because all you're doing is damaging

and effecting the wildlife in the areas.

- Danny, what's wrong?

- I don't know, it's just weird.

Like, this is his latest video, right?

And he normally posts like every couple of days

but this one's like a week old.

- Maybe he's just focused on his training.

- [Rick] To assist and help with these people.

- [Danny] Come here, Max.

- Well, what about you?

How was your day?

Did you get a good training session in?

- Yeah, yeah we did actually.

Max and I went through this like

hidden bush area that Rick recommended.

- Far from here?

- Oh, like 10, 15 minutes

and I didn't even know this place existed

and it's huge and we didn't see anyone

the entire time we were there.

Meaning, I could focus on my training

and Max couldn't stop and talk to every single dog.

- Have you ever thought about training alone?

Like, does Max have to go with you every time?

- Well, yes, he's my training partner.

Plus you know, I think it's good for him.

- Do you feel like you're ready for the marathon?

- What do you think, Maxy?

Is mommy ready to win the entire thing?

- Win?

I didn't know that was on the cards.

Look, don't take that the wrong way.

It's just every time you've been talking about it

I was kinda under the assumption

that your goal was just to compete.

- Well, yeah it was but look,

I've been training so hard.

We've made so many improvements.

I'm now confident I could even win.

- That would be something.

- Anyway, I'm gonna have an early one.

I have the day off tomorrow.

- Ah, great timing.

- [Danny] Why is that?

- I've got a conference out of town.

- Oh, right.

- I'm going away tomorrow for the rest of the week.

- So, you're telling me

that Max and I have the entire place to ourselves

for a week.

Imagine the peace and quiet we're gonna get around here.

- Ah, bitch.

- Anyway, I'm gonna go to bed.

I left some pizza on the bench for you.

- [Louise] Thank you.

Night babe.

- [Danny] Night.

Come on, Max.

- Goodnight Maxy, go on.

Okay, bye Maxy.

(car engines revving)

- Good morning.

(Danny groaning)

- Who needs a rest day, eh Max?

What do you say we go for another big run today?

Come on.

(birds chirping)

(car door closing)

(stones crunching)

Come on.

(car door closing)

(gentle music)

(leaves crunching)

(gentle music)

(birds chirping)

(gentle music)

(stones crunching)

(Danny gasping)

Okay, so yesterday I went left.

So, this time, right?

What do you think, Max?

Left or right?

All right, right it is.

Come on, let's go.

(birds squawking)

(gentle music)

(shoes stomping)

(Danny gasping)

Do you want a drink, cutie?

Thirsty?

(water lapping)

(Danny gasping)

Oh, it's a bit creepy, eh?

Haven't seen anybody all day.

Oh.

What's that smell?

Smells like a dead animal.

Max, what are you doing?

Max?

Rick?

(suspenseful music)

(Danny screaming)

(suspenseful music)

(gentle music)

Get back.

Get back.

(suspenseful music)

Did you do this to me?

Me.

Me.

Me.

Who the hell am I?

Okay, come here.

Come here, what's your name?

Come here.

Come here.

Come here.

Max.

Max.

Max.

Are you my dog?

I mean, you must be my dog.

Okay, okay.

I'm guessing we were out for a run

or a walk or something

and I hit my head.

No phone.

No anything.

Okay, okay.

All right, Max.

All right, let's help each other out.

Yeah, good boy.

Okay, get me out of here.

Which way?

Which way?

This way?

Okay, come on.

Come on.

(gentle music)

How big can this fucking place be?

Help.

Somebody help.

(Danny gasping)

Good boy, Max.

Let's get out of here, huh?

It's getting dark.

(Danny gasping)

This looks like a good spot to stop.

Yeah come here, Max.

Come here.

Lie down.

Lie down.

Lie down.

Let's keep each other warm.

(Danny gasping)

What a nightmare.

Louise?

Max?

(suspenseful music)

(light clicking)

(suspenseful music)

(light clicking)

(light clicking)

- [Disembodied Voice] Danny.

- [Danny] Louise?

(door slamming)

(Danny screaming)

- [Disembodied Voice] Danny.

- Who is there?

(suspenseful music)

(suspenseful music continues)

- [Disembodied Voice] Danny.

(Danny gasping)

- Louise?

(suspenseful music)

- Wake up.

(Danny gasping)

- Oh, it was just a dream.

(Danny mumbling)

Good morning, Max.

(Danny gasping)

Well, at least I didn't die from a concussion.

We must be almost out of here.

I mean, what was I doing?

Training for a marathon?

(Danny gasping)

(gentle music)

(gentle music continues)

(suspenseful music)

(gentle music)

(suspenseful music)

(suspenseful music)

(bird squawking)

(birds chirping)

(suspenseful music)

Which way do we go now?

(suspenseful music)

Come on, how do we get out of here?

This place has too many paths.

Which way do we go now?

Guess it's up to me.

(leaves crunching)

What are you doing, Maxy?

This place seems so familiar.

Max, which way to the car?

Where's the car, Maxy?

Can't believe I never thought of this before.

(gentle music)

(Danny gasping)

Don't worry, buddy.

I'll get us home.

Okay, okay.

Okay.

(suspenseful music)

(Danny gasping)

Ah, fuck me.

I hope you're leading me the right way.

I'm sorry, sweetie.

You must be thirsty.

- [Disembodied Voice] Danny.

(suspenseful music)

I'm sorry, Max.

You're a good boy.

(Max whining)

(Max whining)

(car engine revving)

(upbeat music)

- Wake up.

(gentle music)

- [Danny] Max.

Max.

(car door closing)

- Hello, I'm Nina.

Are you a friendly little doggo?

I saw you run from over there.

Are you alone?

- Yes, thank fuck, thank fuck.

Please, help us.

- Hello?

Is anyone there?

I've got your dog.

- Yeah, I'm right here.

- There's a vet nearby.

How about I take you there, little guy?

We'll get you home.

- Lady, what the fuck?

- [Nina] Come on.

Come on.

(gentle music)

- Max.

Max.

Wait, stop.

Stop.

Max.

What the hell?

Max.

Max.

Max.

Stop.

(car engine revving)

(gentle music)

Max.

(Max whining)

Max.

(Max whining)

(Danny crying)

(Max whining)

Max.

(Danny crying)