Original subtitles

In your face now

Life's no drag now

Movin' faster

Through tomorrow

I'm riding high again

This dream of mine just never ends

I'm coming back let's not pretend

Come on, come on

Can't hold me back, won't hold me back

No, no, no, no

I'm back on track

Can't hold me back, don't hold me back

No, no, no, no

Can't

Hold me back

Uh-huh.

Yeah.

Okay, lover boy.

I'll see you in second period.

Hey, bitch!

And don't you forget it, bitch.

- Us bitches gotta stick together right? - Yes, we do.

So what is the collective noun for a group of bitches?

- A flock? - A gaggle.

- A platoon. - A-ah. A swarm.

Uh, uh-huh.

Oh, I know. A heard.

Oh? Yeah, thanks. Make us sound like a bunch of cows.

Moo, baby.

You little shit.

Aw...

So, sorry.

Did I invade your personal space?

Here, let me help.

I don't want your fucking help.

Ah.

Very mature, guys.

"She touched me, like no guy has ever."

Jealous much?

Jesus! There's a case for selective breeding.

Little shit's too big for his boots.

Needs respect.

What the fuck are you looking at Chantelle?

Shit! He scratched my phone.

Oh, another new phone.

Yes, it's a bit chunky, but, shiny in touch.

Well, like three months old.

I got her old iPhone. Yay!

Wow, it's impressive.

And it's shiny and has pretty pictures.

Oh, and YouTube.

Most phones have YouTube.

Hello! Shiny? Pretty pictures?

Oh, my Gosh!

So, we're still on for tonight?

Yeah, totally.

Kyle's coming.

Already?

Yeah, I've heard that about him.

Won't see much of you two then?

I hope not. Nothing personal.

Has anyone spoken to Tess?

Yeah, she's totally in; and Stu of course.

- What about Marty? - Yeah, what about Marty?

We were just talking about you.

And a hot and steamy dream Brie had about you.

- Do tell. - Mmm-uh.

Well, you were both lying naked,

inserting your memory sticks into each other's USB port.

Ew! Giga porn.

- I'm impressed. - I didn't...

- You're right, my God! - That Jules knows what a USB is.

You're right, my God! The nerd gene is contagious.

And the geek shall inherit the earth.

Thought that was cockroaches.

Besides, haven't you heard? Geek is the new chic.

Is that the new N97?

- Um... - I hear it has Maemo 6.1.

- Bluetooth 3+. - Yeah, and pretty pictures.

Why do I hang with you dorks again?

Intelligence by association.

Comic value, maybe?

You're secretly a geek.

You own more gadgets than anyone I know.

Hhh-hhh, that's not a geek. That's daddy's little princess.

Hello, I'm right here.

Perhaps, try insulting me when I am not around.

If you insist.

Ah, thanks.

Enjoy the intellectual stimulation of media.

Later bitches.

- Why do we hang out with her again? - I don't know.

Jules is okay.

Come on, guys. You know the rules.

Pop your phone in the box.

Thank you.

- Bonjour, mon cheri. - Thank you.

- Good morning, class. - Good morning, Miss Halms.

Now, some of you...

may have noticed that we no longer have cell phone

- coverage in this classroom. - Oh, what?

And we'lll be implementing and enforcing

a ban on phones in class as in exam conditions.

- What? - You have been warned.

Now, luckily, the jammer I have will send

all of your calls and messages through to your voice mail,

so I'm not denying service I'm simply diverting...

Although, I wasn't expecting such a quick response.

- Hand it over, Mr. Pollock. - Me? I, I, I've been warned.

As you seem to have such a keen interest in this,

you won't mind joining me over term break to help tighten up the protocol.

- Oooh. - Yes.

Thank you.

- See me after class. - Oooh.

And your Dad's cool?

I'm just honest with him.

We have an understanding.

He keeps me on the long leash, and I won't bite.

Oh! Smart man.

He was overprotective for awhile, you know, after mum.

Here it is.

- YouTube's finest. - Oh.

Much amusement at the expense of others.

A personal favorite of mine.

Well you have to dig for gold among the Star Wars' fan movies

and foolish teens flashing their bits.

You know, Marty's thinking of web-casting our party on Screen-It.

I thought that got shut down. After that bully-bash thing?

Apparently not.

So, where is this place again?

I don't know.

Some swanky beach-house Jules found out about.

Marty was going to send everyone the location, but I'll text him.

So when are the semi-naked guys going to writhe wet

and exposed for us girls, heh?

Hit the showers girls.

Here they come. Go Kyle.

Come on, my baby.

Go Kyle! Show us what you got.

We all know what you've got Kimmy.

We've seen the videos.

Bitch.

Remember what we practice?

Focus on the catch,

watch the streamlining,

and 24 straight, qualify first.

Come on.

On your marks.

Get set.

Whoo-hoo!

- Go baby! - Beautiful.

You can do it, Kyle!

- Come on, Kyle. - Come on, Kyle.

Go, son! Go!

- Go, Kyle. - Come on.

Push it. That's it. Come on.

Do you think Kyle's dad's kind of hot?

Come on! Push!

Yeah.

In like a prison guard sort of way.

Come on!

I'd do him.

- Push! - Come on, Kyle.

Come on, son! Go!

Whoo-hoo!

- Yeah. - Yes!

Ah, for Christ's sake.

Macka!

Oi, what do you think you're doing? You can't work here.

- Macka, get out here! - I'll deal with you later.

Macka!

My poor baby was robbed.

Hold your horses.

- Well, what the hell are you doing? - What?

- Well, look at the clock! - Yeah. And?

- Well, it's still going, isn't it? - Yeah?

- Well, it shouldn't be. - Once they fix the timer and re-calibrate,

- we'll re-run it tomorrow. - It's your job to fix it.

Now on your bike, fix it.

- Stay in the pool. - Who do you...

Haven't you got class, Miss Freeman?

Some people would say I have a lot of class.

Hey, didn't Mike used to coach Macka or something?

Um, yep. They had a falling out.

- Drugs. - Ooh.

Punches were thrown. Blood was let.

- Usual macho bullshit. - Before or after his...

the drink-driving thing?

Just before.

Wow! Sounds complicated, girls.

Let's go.

I've been batting back a secret

For whenever you're around

I feel my heart begin to race

And both my feet lift off the ground

It's like I'm floating in slow motion

High above our sleepy town

And I've been trying not to notice

It's a long way down

Hey, Dane.

- What's up? - What's up?

You very well know what's up, Miss Wisemann.

No helmet,

reckless driving,

that little stunt you pulled back there through the park.

Come on.

Don't be a stiff.

A girl's gotta have some fun.

Besides, hey, I can handle myself.

I'm sure you can. Look...

Just put a helmet on, you know. And set a good example and all.

Oh, like you?

Go on. Get out of here.

Aw, come on.

Hello?

Hello.

- Whoo-aah! - Aah!

Good one, Kyle.

What? Aww, Brisie-poo.

Shut up.

Oh, you should have seen your face.

Wow!

Couldn't have found anywhere little more...

- Vulgar? - Discrete?

- Yeah. - Who owns this place?

Apparently they're O.S. Jules got a tip-off.

Hmm.

That's not the only tip Jules is getting off.

- Oh? - Oh, God.

Brie, just chuck your stuff in the kitchen.

I reckon, it will just be the guys. Hang on.

I'll get it.

Hey.

- Ya-hoo! - Ya-hoo!

Jesus! You guys scared the shit out of me.

Me? Anyone would think you're breaking the law or something.

Hmm, don't tell your dad.

- Hi. - Hiya.

- Hey, how are you going? - Good, let's get shit faced.

Let's.

Wow.

Tada.

And they started already?

Oh, get a room you two, honestly.

Now that's a good idea.

Hey, you.

Found their password yet?

Ha ha ha ha.

Idiots.

- Hey, bro. - Tess, let me get you a drink.

- What do you have... - It's been awhile, man.

- How's thing at the mill? - You know, same old.

Old man's still busting my balls.

Yeah, it's bummer you had to drop out.

- Hey, beverage? - Brought my own mixer.

Oh, how obliging.

I saw your slice and dice stunt on Screen-It.

Yes, some roadkill I found.

Frozen solid then put it through the big kahuna blade.

Instant anatomy lesson.

Yeah. Hey, got it up. Look, look, look, look, look.

Shut up back there, okay. Just, just, fuck off.

- Okay. - Oh, God.

Okay, let's do it.

You're a sick man.

- Look. - Oh, oh, oh!

It gets better.

It doesn't even have a heart.

Wait for it, wait for it.

- Oh! - Yeah!

You did not just do that.

Can't believe I watched that.

Seriously, we, no.

Marty, load these up. More PG friendly.

- Ugh. - I'm gonna be scared for life.

We are wired and ready to roll.

These should up the party ante.

You're a bad girl, Jules.

This is pretty hard-core, huh?

- Mmm-hhh - This is some serious setup dude.

Everything controlled by my trusty mobile.

I've got my whole house setup back home.

Hey, which one do you wanna start with?

Crazy Japanese Show.

Oh, my God, I love that show.

Hey, have guys seen the J-Pop girls?

- Speed? - Yes.

- It's so tacky, it's delicious. - How good is it?

That is cool.

Hey are we all set to live-cast our party later?

All set to Screen-It.

Hey, guys, get closer. Let's immortalize the crime.

- Ooh. - Let's do it.

Aw, that's going straight to Facebook.

- Yeah! - Time to get off your face-book.

Hey, that was awesome.

But that takes time so here's one I prepared earlier.

Aha.

- Whoo-hoo! - That's crazy shit!

Hey, pizza's here.

- Pizza! - Ah, pizza.

Oh, sweet damn pizza.

Kyle, it's your dad man. Your dad.

I diverted my phone. Come on.

Everyone shut the fuck up.

Pollock residence.

Hi, Helen. It's Mike Gruper here.

Hi, Mike. I suppose you're after Kyle.

He's playing games upstairs. Hang on.

Whoa!

That is fucking wild.

- Shh. - How did you do that?

I hacked an automated SKYPE message bank app.

Ah!

Shut up, shut up.

All right.

Hi, Dad, uh, what's up? You checking up on me?

Well, what do you think after what happened in the pool today?

Look, just wanted to remind you we have a 6:00AM start tomorrow.

So don't stay up all night playing games.

Okay, Dad.

Is that it?

Okay, now I expect a PB tomorrow.

Okay, Dad. Can I go now?

I'll see you in the morning.

Oh, my God!

Oh, my God! That is cool.

What!

The things you can do with open-source code and Bluetooth.

- Yeah, you can do that now. - I think I'll have that joint now.

That's tweet-worthy even.

It's like the modern equivalent of a forged note.

I think I'll join you.

What about your PB tomorrow?

Tomorrow, I'm going for a PB. Tonight,...

Hey, guys, no smoking inside, okay?

- Go out back. - Yes, mom.

Sorry.

- Coming? - It's not my thing.

- Whoa! - Asthma's a bitch.

Better get you shit-faced then.

Oh, my God! They've got a pool.

- What? - Come on!

Whoa!

- You want some? - Oh, no.

Na na na na na

- Watch out your mummy's eyes - Whoo-hoo!

- Better make up good lies - Amy!

- I just play that stuff on. - Sneak away from home

It's time for the sunshine drive

Don't care about your money

Don't care about your honey

Boys are in a queue

It's time for the sunshine drive

First stop frozen tequila

- Second stop Melbourne bitter - Here, here.

- Third stop cowboy cocksucker - That's enough.

- Ohh! - Someone, give me a drink.

Go, go, go, go, go, go, go!

Gabba, gabba. Hey, Kat, get right.

It's time for the sunshine drive

Hey, Lucy, get spazzy

It's time for the sunshine drive

Hey, Ally, don't worry

It's time for the sunshine drive

We're the Spazzys and we're ready

Let's go to the sunshine drive

Whoa!

So sexy...

Oh, dude, this is the song they sing,...

Oh, oh, oh.

- Oi. - Shh.

This is how we party Oak Bay style.

Mua!

Whoa!

Marty?

Anyone?

Hello?

Ha-ha, very funny.

Quit messing around, guys.

Hey, Brie.

What?

Scared yet?

Marty, you're such a jerk.

Vfunny. Bring it on.

Marty?

Jules?

Stu?

Where are you guys?

Six blind mice.

No where to run.

Who'll be the first one to start to cry...

Marty?

when they discover they're all going to die?

Oh, dear!

Poor little mice.

The fate of your friends is in your hands, Brie.

- Marty? - If you're clever enough.

And if you play by the rules.

No parents, no authorities.

Tick, tock, tick, tock.

What?

The number you have dialed is currently switched off

or not in a mobile serviced area.

Please call again later.

Guys?

So?

Somebody?

Ow...

Ow.

Ow.

Hey!

You got me.

That's going to leave a good welt on my head.

It's me.

Guys?

Hey!

Can you hear me?

The number you have dialed is currently switched off

- or not in a mobile serviced area. - What?

Jesus!

Hey!

Can you hear me?

Hey!

Hey!

Help!

Guys?

What the fuck is going on?

Hello?

Kyle, you wanker.

Hello.

- Are you enjoying this little game? - What the fuck?

I know I am.

By the way, there are only two rules in this game.

Rule number one, no parents.

Rule number two, no authorities.

- Listen here, you little shit. - Simple isn't it?

Have fun.

Breezer?

It's kind of late isn't it?

Yeah, well, must have lost track of time.

Are you okay? Have you been drinking?

No, no. God, no.

I've been at Jules' place.

But Jules' place is on Carlson Road.

I took the scenic route.

I'll tell you what?

I, I'm gonna follow you home, and make sure you get there safe.

- Dane, look I'm fine, honestly. - Look, I'm going to do this.

I'm not gonna ask any questions.

Capiche?

Help me.

Daddy!

Uh...

It sounds kind of hollow.

Bye, Brie.

Hey, hey.

Hang on, you, you're breaking up.

I think the door closer is interfering or something.

Brie, I wouldn't mess around with this sort of shit, okay?

I really am in some sort of box.

I got this freaky video...

Hello?

Brie?

Hi.

Brie...

You check this out.

Holy shit!

- You're in a box. - No shit, Sherlock.

How?

I, I don't get it. We were...

Look, I am freaking out here; you have to find me.

I woke up in that house all alone and you guys had gone.

What am I going to do?

- I... - I have no fucking idea.

The last thing I...

Oh, my God.

I don't... I don't remember.

Um...

Okay, something odd is going on here.

I have erratic phone coverage and there is no data connection.

I am surprised the MMS got through.

Marty, what am I supposed to do?

Did you get the other message?

The smiley face thing with you guys all in boxes?

Yeah, I though that was a joke.

- I thought you-- - Brie! Hey! Whoa, whoa!

Hey, all...

Wait... All of us?

Yeah, my, my message said

the fate of your friends is in your hands.

Friends as in plural.

And then it had a montage of images

of you guys all in boxes.

Oh, God! This is real.

That's different to mine.

Send it to me.

What the hell's going on?

Brie, we need you.

You know, I knew something was up?

You'd never leave your lappy and your PS3 behind.

At least, you're safe.

Hey, listen.

Tell the others not to use video call.

It chews through the battery and we need--

Hello?

Hello?

Brie.

The number you have dialed is currently switched off

or not in a mobile--

Hey.

Hey.

Tess?

Dad, you've gotta help me.

What do ya mean sweetheart? What's going on?

I don't know.

I just woke up and I'm locked in a box.

I'm so scared.

What do you mean you're locked in ...? Where...?

Sweetheart?

You've been taking drugs or something?

Um... I was at a party and I don't know what happened.

I don't remember anything.

Hang on, hang on. Just calm down.

So you, you're telling me that you were at a party

and someone put you in a box?

I mean, can't you get out of it? What was it?

A cardboard box or what?

No, it's... it's like a wooden box.

I really don't know what happened, Dad.

It smells funny. It's musty.

- So you're telling me-- - Just hang on a second, okay?

I've got a message. I'm gonna put you on hold.

It... It might be the others.

Others? Sweetheart, what do you mean by--

There are only two rules in this game.

Rule number one: No parents.

Rule number two: No authorities.

Simple isn't it? Have fun.

This better not be a joke, young lady.

I do hope you like the perfume you're wearing.

It's the very best.

It will light up your day.

Hello!

Help me!

Oak Bay police department, Nardine Walsh speaking.

Hey, Daddy.

Nardine, it's Gary, just hang on a sec, will you?

Sweetheart?

- Dad, I've messed up. - Hey, hey, slow down, slow down.

Please tell me you didn't call anyone.

No, I haven't, but I've got Nardine on the other phone.

- No, no, no, you can't tell anybody. - Oh, okay.

- Seriously, you can't tell anybody. - Okay, okay, I get it.

Sweetie, just hang on, hang on.

Nardine, I'm sorry, just a false alarm.

Turns out Tess is at a friend's place.

You want Dane to go and check on 'em?

No, no, I'll go and pick her up now.

Things we do for our kids, eh, sarge?

You know, my Philip--

Yeah, wouldn't want it any other way.

Look, nothing unusual to report down there, everything okay?

It's been quiet actually.

A bit bored really.

I've been trying to get on the internet but--

Right, right, good. Well, I've gotta go.

We did have one...

Hello?

- Sweetheart? - Dad, it's all right. I'm okay.

From the start, tell me what the message said.

No, dammit, Jules, you can't call your dad.

They might be listening.

I mean, how do we even know this is real?

How can they be monitoring all of our calls, it's crazy.

Do you wanna take that risk? Think, Jules.

Have you spoken to the others?

I spoke briefly to Amy.

Oh.

So, so you call her before you call your girlfriend.

She called me.

She said she could smell petrol.

I told her not to use her phone.

it could cause a spark.

The petrol's burning my skin.

Kyle said not to make anymore calls, but I'm so scared.

I mean, why the fuck would they cover me in petrol, Brie?

Just, sit tight Ames, okay?

Marty said to get us all on a conference call,

rather than everyone wasting precious battery life calling each other.

Well, I think my credit's low.

Just hurry up, okay?

Please hurry up.

I'm trying, all right?

I, I don't... I...

You need to calm down.

I'd gladly swap positions.

I can't.

Bullshit.

Of course you can.

Don't sell yourself short, you are stronger than you think.

It's what I dig about you.

Okay.

Say it with gusto.

Okay!

Thank God.

Now, you realize it's you and me.

No one else is going to get us out of this.

So you need to focus.

Yeah, I tried.

The only other person I can get through to was Kyle.

He said his is wet.

Mine just smells.

It's like I'm buried, but...

there's light coming through.

Smelly?

Are you serious?

I'm basted and ready to cook here.

- Dont... - It's not all about you Ames.

There's bigger picture stuff going on here.

Hey, I've been trying to call.

Have you heard from Tess?

No, her line's busy.

Breezer's still trying.

We're going to do a conference hookup thing and...

figure this out, so keep the line free.

Man, I don't remember anything after those pills.

Just stay cool, we'll talk in a minute.

Hey, I was gonna call my cousin.

You know, he's into technology and stuff and...

I thought he might be able to find us using some triangulation shit.

Don't call anyone yet, just keep it together, man.

- You wanna see it? - Yeah, go ahead, go ahead. Good.

Wait, what's that, what's that?

- You see that? - Yeah, yeah.

Dude, come on, click.

Yeah, okay, okay.

We still can't get on to Tess,

but...

Marty and I thought it was imperative that

we're all brought up to speed.

Up to speed?

We're all fucked, is that up to speed enough for you?

Let her speak.

For all we know Brie's in on this shit.

What makes her so special not to get fucking taken.

- Shut up, Jules. - Yeah, shut up.

I think we all realize this is either some...

sick prank or something freaky is going on.

You got that right.

I'm covered in fucking petrol.

Okay, we're gonna go around, um,...

systematically, one by one, and...

you tell me what you see, what you smell,...

- stuff like that. - We're wasting time.

How the fuck else do you think we are going

to work this out unless we get all our info sorted, huh?

We should call the cops and take the risk.

Last time I checked cops were filed under authorities.

Use your head for once in your perfect little life.

Okay.

Okay, um...

Jules?

Marty's right.

We all have to calm down.

Oh, that's fine for you, Brie,

you're not the one in a fucking box.

My box is damp.

It's...

It's leaking.

There's water in the bottom. I'm laying in a...

few centimeters of water.

Um,...

I can't hear much but...

I don't know, I could be in a sewer.

I think I'm floating.

Okay, good.

Either way, I'm definitely not out in the open.

Yeah, me too.

All I can smell is fresh varnish

and the timber of the box.

I can't hear anything, it's dead quiet.

As I said, I'm...

I'm covered in petrol. It really stings,

and it smells, um,...

I don't know, I think I'm buried.

I don't know, I...

Maybe this is some sort of satanic cult.

Focus,...

people.

Marty?

All I know is, I'm in a box.

There's something around my feet though.

I can't...

I can't see what it is, it sort of disappears underneath me.

Jules?

What's happening?

Hello?

Is anyone there?

Hello?

The rules have been broken.

So every one must be sacrificed.

Whom should I choose first?

Eenie Meenie Minie Mo, who will be the first to go?

Tick, tock, tick, tock.

Fuck.

Uuh, just, just fuck off.

Little fucking bastards.

Oh, that's, that's just lovely.

I've got a gun.

Who is it?

You don't have a gun, Brie. It's Gary Hart.

I know what's going on. I've spoken to Tess.

Thank God, you've spoken to her. No one's been able to get through.

I'm so glad to see you.

Brie? What the hell's happened?

I mean, the last thing I heard there's a girl's video night here,

and then next thing, Tess is in some box somewhere.

Oh, no. The, the warning.

- You... - No.

She called before she read the message.

I mean, of course, she's gonna call her father.

She didn't know it.

Now we've lost contact.

Yes, I know, we tried to call her.

Where are your parents?

Dad's cousin's wedding.

They're staying the night.

So, where was the real party?

This...

swish place down by the beach.

But, there's nothing there. I checked.

- What, nothing, no boxes, or nothing? - Nothing.

Look, I'm sorry.

This wasn't meant to happen.

Jjust meant to be a bit of fun.

Fuck...

Huh?

- Tick, tock. - Huh?

Tick, tock.

Who will be the first to go?

Shit.

Hello?

Hey!

Hello?

Hey!

Hello.

Help.

I'm in here.

So, what's all this then?

I've been getting them to tell me where they are.

Like it or not, I'm involved now.

And we've alread broken two rules, so...

I better make damn sure it's worth it.

Bring me up to speed.

Hey!

Hey!

Ay!

Ah.

Um...

h... hello?

Help, help! Anybody, help!

Come on! Please!

Ugh.

Fuck.

Hello?

I know you're out there. Help me, help me!

Help! Please, help.

Say a last farewell to one of your friends.

Tick, tock.

- Tick, tock. - Please!

My parents will pay you. I, I swear.

I don't care who you are.

Just, just help me,...

please.

Please, let me out.

No.

No!

No, no, no.

Let me out, let me out.

Stop.

Please stop!

- Oh, please. - Oh, God!

- Oh, please. - Oh, God.

No!

No!

No!

Ah, who are they kidding?

Uh.

All be it.

Mother fucker.

2-1-7 to Oak Bay. Over.

Yes, Dane.

- Nice music. - Yeah.

We have a possible 6-1-1 in progress at Jeffrey's Point.

I am on route to investigate.

You're going to investigate someone dressed as a police officer?

Eh, sorry, that would be um, that, that would be a 6 um...

6-6-0-1, I'd like to request fire services.

Must be one hell of a stray animal.

Nardine, I see a suspicious fire, okay?

Okay. Well, that would be a 4-0-4.

How about you go check it out and let me know, okay?

Yeah, yeah.

Now, luckily,

the jammer I have will send all of your calls and messages

through to your voice mail.

So I am not denying service, I am simply diverting.

Yes, Nardine, I've got it. Thank you.

Dane's on his way to the fire.

I've got to call Don Challis and get him down to the station.

Yes.

Oh.

Oh, man.

Oh, oh.

Oh, geez, Louise!

Oh,...

man!

Man.

What?

Ah!

It was stupid and it...

now Ames is dead.

I woke up and called Dad. That's it.

- Did you see her burn? - Stop it, Jules.

I called Dad before I got the message,

what do you want me to say?

The fact is,...

Ames is dead and it's your fault.

I mean, the one person who shouldn't have been called,

- both a cop and a parent. - She wasn't to know it.

I mean...

her first reaction was to call her dad.

Well, now we're all fucked.

What's Hart gonna do anyway?

Is it?

Yeah.

It was attached to your phone line.

Looks like there are three cameras,...

one in the vent in the living room,

one facing out the front of the house,

and this one here, in your bedroom.

Are you serious?

It's a god damn body, Nardine.

Somebody's been burned alive.

Sorry, Dane, could you repeat that, please?

Look, I am about a 100 yards off Riverside Road,

just before Jeffrey's Point.

I found a body.

Pretty messed up.

Look, I also found...

also found evidence of a fuel can.

The body was in...

hell, in a box or something.

Man, it...

it really stinks.

It... um...

may be my daughter.

Oh, Don... Please.

Can I talk to him, please?

- Dane. - Yeah.

- It's Don Challis here. - Yeah, Don.

- Where are you? - Just around Jeffrey's Point.

What do you see?

A box.

Someone's been burnt alive.

The body?

I don't know. It's burnt beyond recognition.

Is there, um...

Is there any jewelery on her?

I'll check.

A silver bracelet...

and a large ring with a gemstone.

Still can't get Marty.

Sweetheart, thank God.

It's all my fault.

I shouldn't have.

Sweetheart, it was not your fault, okay?

It was not your fault.

This sick bastard has taped my inhaler inside my box,...

but I can't reach.

Okay, well then slow your breathing.

You've gotta slow down and calm down, please.

Okay.

Oh, no.

My cell's almost flat.

Please, do something, Dad. I don't wanna die here.

Sweetie, you are not going to die.

I promise, you are not going to die.

Now, slow your breathing.

Good girl.

Now this is what I want you to do.

I want you to hang up,...

keep your phone on, and don't take any calls.

We need you to keep a signal.

Now, I am going to find you

and you're going to be okay.

I love you, sweetie.

I love you, too, Dad.

Yes.

Right, what do we do?

I think we need Ms. Halms.

I know you're clever.

But, are you clever enough to save them all?

Time's running out.

Tick, tock, tick, tock.

Sophie.

Sergeant Hart, it's past four in the morning.

I'm sorry, but I need your help.

Kimmy?

I know, she is such a bitch.

She totally stubbed me today at swimming.

Oh, hang on.

Hey, Jules.

Oh, my God, I was just talking about you.

All good, of course.

- Kimmy. - What are you guys up to?

Are you making a short film or something?

What the hell are you talking about?

You're like, totally all over Screen It Live.

What's going on?

Marty?

Brie.

Thank God you're okay.

There's lots of interference.

It's uh,...

a s... a strong magnetic field.

- What? - Magnetic field or electrical field.

What, like, power interference?

How, how did you go with--

With what?

Hey, uh, I followed your email.

Hello?

Look...

Marty, I'm going to find you.

Text me.

Just sit tight.

Power transfer!

Huh?

Say again?

Hello?

Mmm!

Urgh!

- Marty? - Brie, it's me.

- Jules? - It's all over the web.

- You okay? - The bastard's got us on Screen It.

We're what?

You've gotta run Screen It, you might find us.

Brie...

You've gotta find us.

The detectors are still locked up in the tech store batt,

and they should work pretty much straight out of the box.

I'll grab a laptop.

Can I use the phone?

Yep, just dial zero for a line out.

Oak Bay Police Department, Nardine Walsh speaking.

Nardine, it's Gary.

We have a triple nine at my current location.

Order a Code two QT.

Where are you?

Reverse search this number, and be quick.

Okay.

We have to be careful, but take a look at this.

What's she doing?

What the hell is this?

Oh, no.

- No. - Shit.

Tess, open Tess.

She, she's still breathing; but,...

I think we're running out of time.

Anybody!

Can anybody hear me?

Help!

There's one.

And two.

Hang on. There's stuff missing.

Just wait here.

That you, Dane?

Sarge?

- You okay? - Yeah, yeah.

Follow me.

Oh, mate.

Dane...

You know Sophie Halms?

- Hi, Dane. - I certainly do.

- You wouldn't believe what I just saw. - Amy Challis, we know.

Poor Ames.

- Poor Don! - Now, look.

We got five other kids in danger, and we don't have much time.

- Hey, Dane. - Brie.

Brie... pick up.

Pick up, Brie.

Stu. What, what's going on?

- I... - Brie, can you hear me?

I'm at the mill!

I can't hear you.

What's he doing?

What? Is he texting or something?

Nah, it can't be.

"Mill."

He's at the sawmill.

Look, take one of these detectors,

- it'll help you track him down. - Yeah, yeah.

Run like hell, mate, run.

Brie, wake up Stu's dad.

Help!

Wait, wait! Stop it!

Come on, answer the phone!

Help!

Help!

Help me!

I don't want to die!

Help!

Oh, God!

Oh, Stu!

God!

Tell me where they are, Brie.

I don't know.

Well, guess.

Where in the hell are they?

I mean, can't we pull the pin on this?

No, we need this site,

I'm trying to track down the IP address.

Brie, we have no idea where Tess is, right?

Yep.

She's the one we know the least about.

I've got Marty narrowed down to, like,

half a dozen possible places.

And with...

Jules, um,...

I know, I know, it's smelly and dark,

there are roaches,...

it could, could be a warehouse, or...

And Kyle...

Kyle...

I think Kyle's either in...

a tank or a sewer,...

some kind of fresh water.

- Oh. - Narrows it down a bit, right?

Okay.

Let's play the numbers.

Water treatment plant?

- The reservoir? - No, too remote.

He only had three hours to place 'em all.

That's assuming there's only one of them.

Yeah.

Think about it, Amy was...

burnt...

down by the old Jetty.

She's the only smoker in our group

and her dad's the fire chief.

That can't be a coincidence.

Stu was at his dad's mill.

There's a connection with them all.

What's the motive?

No, right now we don't have time for motive.

Kyle's a swimmer.

A swimmer!

Okay, well, there are three pools in town.

The Olympic, the Riverside...

And Oak Bay High.

I'll be right back. Get Dane down to the other two.

- Well, what about Stu? - It's about the living.

I've been watching this all night.

Check this out.

Kyle!

Kyle, can you hear me?

Macka.

Whoa!

Whoa, whoa!

Oh.

Jules.

Ugh!

What the hell was that?

What the...?

Kyle?

Help!

She's in some kind of dumpster somewhere.

That explains the roaches and the smell,

I don't know why I didn't realize before, I'm such--

The bindings on my legs, they are electrodes.

That would explain the interference.

Ugh!

Marty, hang on.

Chief.

- What have you got? - I know where Marty is.

You'd better hurry.

Screen It's saying Kyle's gone.

- Is Ms. Halms all right? - Okay, let's get out of here.

Kyle.

You're okay now, Sophie.

In you hop, sweetheart.

- Go, go, go. - Okay.

Look after her, fellas.

Weird, buddy, weird.

Jules, I know where you are. We're on our way.

Brie, please hurry.

Jules?

Dane, I think it's Macka.

He's using his phone as some sort of trigger device.

So treat it as a weapon.

- Copy that, sarge. - Be careful, okay?

Yeah, don't worry.

Nardine, Brie's found Jules at Springs Mall.

- She's heading there now. - Oh, great.

Oh, do I still have to be careful?

No, it's too late for that now.

Whoever did this knows we know it.

- Yeah, but-- - I said it's too late, all right?

Ah, Jesus!

Marty?

Hey!

Hey, yeah!

Marty Pollock, it's Gary Hart.

Can you hear me?

Whoa-ho!

Hey!

Sarge!

I can hear you.

Whoa-ho-ho!

Just have to find a way in.

Hurry.

Off peak power switches over at six!

Sarge!

Oh, my God.

I'm here, Marty, I'm here.

You okay?

Uh, sure I am.

Get me out of this fucking box.

Ugh! Please, please!

I'm in here. Stop, please!

Stop, please!

Please, I'm in here!

I'm in here! Please!

Stop, stop!

Shut it down!

Shut it down, there's someone in there!

Help! Ugh!

Do it!

Jules!

Hang on!

Oh, God!

Call an ambulance!

Oh, Jules...

Do it!

It's okay, I'm coming.

Jules!

You're all right, pal. You're okay.

I'll see you soon.

Charging.

- Stay clear. - Operating.

Got a pulse.

Don, it's, it's Gary Hart here, mate.

Hello, Gary.

Look, I'm way under-maned and I need your help.

Sure.

I've got on APB out on Rodney MacNamara.

Macka...

from the school.

I need you to check his place out for me please.

No worries.

Brie.

She's at the cemetery.

All the lines, they make a pentagram.

I've worked out the exact center She's at the cemetery.

You sure?

Yeah, it all makes sense. None of this is random.

The golden ratio. Smart thinking.

I saw Macka before...

In the school van.

He's not smart enough to do all this.

Yeah, maybe not alone.

But he's our only suspect.

- Marty. - Yeah?

You go back and wait for Brie okay?

- Yeah. - Gary.

He's not there.

Macka, he's not there.

Dane, you keep an eye out for him.

- Okay, I'm on it. - Follow me.

I know exactly where she is.

This has been moved. Give me a hand, Don.

- What? - Give me a hand.

Push, mate.

Push.

Ugh, ugh!

Let me go! Please!

Tell them it wasn't me, Brie.

You really think I'm smart enough to pull this shit off?

Marty!

Brie!

Brie, oh, no.

Push!

Push!

Tess, sweetie!

Tess!

Sweetheart.

You know what?

Give me a hand here. Give me a hand!

Lift it up! Lift!

Oh, Teabird.

Teabird! Teabird, it's okay.

I saw it on Screen It.

Macka, put your weapon down.

Come on, put it down, Macka.

It'll explain everything. Shut up!

It's okay.

Macka, put the phone down!

Dane!

- You'll get a chance. - Don't shoot!

No, you have to tell them now!

- Oh! - Jesus.

Brie?

Oh, shit.

Oh, my baby.

Oh, Jesus.

My beautiful baby.

Oh, my baby girl.

I can't say goodbye

'Cause no matter how hard I try

I can't comprehend that you're not all still here

And I can't let you go

'Cause deep inside I know

That there's nothing I can do

You're all just gone

You're gone

You're all gone

Why did you have to feel?

And why did I have to see?

This should never have happened

Why couldn't it have been me?

And it won't be okay

I'll see you everyday

But I know that somehow I've gotta find a way

To let it go for you

To forgive the circumstance

To give heaven half a chance

To let them carry you freely off into the distance

Maybe this was just your time

Hey, Jules. How are you?

I'm all right.

How's Kyle?

It's still no change.

He's strong, Jules.

He'll pull through.

Brie...

What if they stare?

It'll be all right.

You're the queen of Oak Bay.

Yeah.

On my permanent throne.

Morning, Mr. Freeman.

Hi, Brie.

Nice chair.

Well, the hospital one was so chunky.

- Have a good day. - See you after rehab.

- So, surfing the web last night. - Yeah?

Apparently, some guys have a real fetish for amputees.

A bit of stumpy-rumpy-pumpy?

Gross.

So, I saw your story on TV last night.

They've been pestering me for weeks.

Hey, Tina. Hey, Chantelle.

Jules Freeman?

- Have you got a moment? - Oh, God.

Jules, I'll get rid of them.

Don't worry.

Oh, sorry.

Are you all right?

I'm fine.

Are you okay?

Yeah, I'm fine.

Better than your brother.

Well, what can I say?

He was always a bit...

messed up.

You just never really knew when he was gonna snap.

- Ohh. - You like that?

No, I don't.

But I guess, it's good he's gone.

You know.

So he doesn't try to...

take the other leg.

You can only hope that...

this isn't hereditary.

Tick, tock, tick, tock.

I'm being followed by my shadow

He's been creeping around

Asking where I've been

He keeps tapping on my shoulder

Telling me it's over

So where do I begin?

These dark days are getting harder

I feel I'm treading water

So will I sink or swim?

Roll on, push a little further

I keep saying is this worth it

Or should I just give in?

I don't know

I don't know which way I'm supposed to spin

In this circle

And I won't waste my time on your concern

'Til it's over

I look back on a distant border

I fear I'm getting older

There's so much that I missed

Walk on following a fate line

See if I can define

Where I came undone

I don't know which way I'm supposed to spin

In this circle

And I won't waste my time on your concern

'Til it's over

And I will wait my turn

My time will come

This ain't over

And I can't wait no more

No sweet return

This is over

So it is

No sweet return

So it is

No sweet return

So it is

No sweet return

So it is

No sweet return

This is over