All language subtitles for Down Into The Dark Episode 5

Fuck.

Seriously?

Okay.

Oh, snap.

Wait, wait. Can you hold that, please?

Thanks. Sorry, thank you very much.

I wasn't paying attention.

Nice, P5, I'm all the way
down in the dungeon.

That sucks.

Yeah.

Looking forward to the long weekend?

Valentine's Day and Presidents' Day,
how often do you get that?

It's like the perfect storm, right?

You shouldn't have.

Well, you know, couldn't help myself.

At least you brought the bottle of wine.

Yeah. Closed a deal for a client.

Classy client.

Fairly classy client.

Check out this guy.

Somebody's got issues.

Yeah, with their artistic abilities.

What the heck was that?

Did we just stop?

You gotta be kidding me.

Let me see.

We can hit the call button.

Hello?

"Flashes when call answered."
It's not flashing.

Hello! Hello?

What about the alarm?

You wanna hit the alarm?

I mean, that's what it's there for,
isn't it?

Yeah, I...

Okay, I'm just gonna hit it.

Nada.

It's not supposed to, like,
buzz or something?

I don't know. They're not doing anything.

Hello? Hello? We're stuck in the elevator.

Oh, God.

I mean, I don't know.
Looks like something is...

Must be something electrical or something.

How's that even possible?

The lights are still on,
and so's the TV screen.

Yeah.

I think we're pretty close to the...

Yep, that's not gonna work.

So much for my superhuman strength.

Look, there's a camera.

Hello?

Hello?

We're in here.

Hello?

I mean, I would assume
HAL 9000 is up there

seeing this, right?

Hey, what service do you have?

-What?
-Do you have a signal?

No, I got nothing.

But mine rarely works in elevators,
you know,

or any major metropolitan area, actually.

I got zero bars.

Well, we are four storeys underground.

So...

I mean, maybe we just
wait a minute or two,

-and I'm sure someone's working on it.
-God, I hope so.

I mean,
isn't there security here at night?

I'd rather not be stuck here
till Tuesday morning.

Come on, hello! Gotta go!

-Are you okay?
-No, I got a flight to catch.

Man, I'm so sorry.

But you're not, like, claustrophobic
or anything like that?

Are you claustrophobic?

I'm not not claustrophobic.

What floor do you work on?

Forty-ninth.

Culler and Stanwich.

What do you do at Culler?

I'm an account supervisor.
It's public relations...

No, I know it. It's... Culler's huge.

-You guys have, like, three floors, right?
-Yeah, five, actually.

Finnegan-Hartman.

That's where I work.

It's an accounting firm.
It's not the sexiest...

Not the...

But I'm new there, so, you know.

Has anything like this
ever happened before?

-In the elevators?
-I mean, it makes

some gnarly noises sometimes,

but usually always goes up and down.

Well...

Well...

Shit.

Shit.

Okay, this will be louder, for sure.

Help!

I can... No, I can do better,
it's just hard to get the "P" out

because then you're kind of...

You're not getting the same volume on it.

Help!

-You're gonna try?
-Help!

Help!

We can't possibly be the last people
in the building, right?

Hang on.

What...

Okay, hang on a second.

Can you hold that?

Okay.

Know what? I have an idea.

I bet I can guess what it is.

Yep.

I think that
we've known each other long enough.

There's always an exit
in the ceiling, right?

Yeah. Ready?

-Yeah.
-Okay.

-Ready?
-Yeah. You're going all the way.

-Ready. Wait. Wait.
-Okay. Yep. Okay.

No, I got it, I got it. You're good.

-Sorry.
-Got it. Ready?

Yeah.

-Okay.
-Yeah.

I knew I should've been
a male cheerleader.

Yeah. Well, it's never too late
to chase your dreams.

Anything?

How is there no escape hatch?

Yeah. I mean,
what are people supposed to do

when there's an actual emergency, right?

-Is this not an emergency?
-Okay.

-What? Are you okay?
-Yeah, yeah, yeah.

-Are you okay?
-Yeah. Can you just put me down,

-please?
-Yeah. I'm sorry.

You okay?

-Yeah. I just...
-Let me see.

Honestly, it's fine. I just...

-I bruised my ego more than anything.
-Okay.

Oh, my God.

My flight.

How long has it been?

-Fifteen minutes.
-Okay, it feels like an hour.

Now it's been an hour.

Yeah. I'm never gonna make it.

I'm so sorry.

-I feel like crying.
-No. Please don't cry.

-Why?
-I don't have any Kleenex.

Sorry, I'm just trying to lighten
a shitty situation.

It's fucking bullshit
is what it fucking is.

-Amen.
-Fucking motherfucker.

Fucking piece of shit. You fucking...

You fucking piece of shit!

You fucking mouth-breathing
assholes! Where are they?

I agree.

I'm Jennifer, by the way. I don't...

What?

You would've thought that we would've
already exchanged names

by now, but... Guymon.

Guy.

Nice to meet you, Guy.

It's really nice to meet you, Jennifer.

I'm sorry it isn't
under different circumstances.

Actually, literally any other
possible circumstance

in the history of humankind
would've been better.

Really?

I mean, I'm having such a great time.

You come here often?

You know, Guy,

I don't know if I can let you
ask me that right now.

-No, I'm not...
-I mean, it's usually backed up with,

like, "Hey, can I get you a drink?"

And honestly, my Thermos is empty,

and I'm dying of thirst, so...

Well,

say no more.

-No, I'm...
-I don't have cooties.

I didn't mean that.
I'm not gonna take your water.

I insist.

It's either this, or I pop open the wine.

Is it screw-top?

No.

But

-it just so happens,
-Shit.

believe it or not. Hang on.

You wait, you're gonna laugh.

Oh, my God.

-Well, yeah, you never know, right?
-Yeah, truly.

I mean, I don't know
what it says about us, but...

Well, it says that we're good Scouts.

We're always prepared.

Jennifer, please.

Just a sip.

Keep it. Have however much you want,
whenever you want it.

-Oh, my God, thank you.
-Is it good?

So good.

Now, if you had, like,
a double cheeseburger in the bag...

You know, I usually keep one
stuffed down my pants,

but, as a consolation prize,
why don't you have some KISSES?

I'm sorry, that's just very forward,
but I do accept.

Just do me a favor
and keep the wine away from me.

I mean, hey, I'm a girl
who's packing her own corkscrew.

Plus, I think we should
definitely save our rations.

I mean, who knows how long
we're gonna be stuck in here.

No... I would say worst-case scenario...

Worst-case scenario, we're stuck here
80 hours till Tuesday.

Yeah. Trust me, I've done the math.

Have you ever considered
a career as an accountant?

'Cause Finnegan-Hartman might be

-just the institution for you.
-Come on, please.

Don't make me laugh,
it's gonna make me wanna pee.

It's okay. I promise, I don't mind.

No.

So embarrassing.

Jennifer, look at me.

It's just something that you have to do

that's completely out of your control.

We've been here for four hours,

so pretty soon it's gonna be
something I have to do, too.

You know,
I'm sure you're one of those people

that are super-comfortable
walking around naked or whatever,

but I'm an extremely private person.

Okay, I just...

Oh, God, I need my space.

I completely understand.

And that is why I'm telling you,

take your space over there
and go mark your territory.

Do... Where? Where?

Go over there in the corner.
I'll go over here,

turn my back,
and you can just go on my coat.

What?

What? It's an old coat, I don't care.
Honestly.

I'll get it cleaned or incinerated...

I'm not gonna pee on your coat!

Okay.

Well, then

why don't you go in your empty Thermos?

Close your eyes.

Cover your ears.

Are you going?

-Great, I can't now.
-What?

I can't now.

Well, just think about Niagara Falls,
or someone else peeing.

Can't hear anything.

Well, that just happened.

Yep.

Yep, it did.

That was embarrassing.

No. No.

Remember, we're all in this together.
Everyone in here.

Well, it's official,
I've missed my flight.

Well, there's always next Valentine's Day.

You know, Guy,
I really appreciate your efforts.

Even though your jokes are really bad.

Well, you can blame my dad for that.

I guess I'm just trying to

keep us from going completely insane.

I think you're too late on that one.

That'll do it.

I'm not gonna lie.

I wasn't sure at first.

Here.

But you are a very
good stuck-in-the-elevator buddy.

Thank you.

Do you have any other buddies?

Like, are you married?
Boyfriend? Girlfriend?

Anyone who would come and save us?

No, actually. None of the above.

I am in a kind of

all-encompassing dysfunctional
relationship with my job.

Which is not good news for us,

because nobody knows
that I even worked late tonight,

or that I would still be here
for any reason at all.

And saying that...

Saying that out loud is

kind of very,
very depressing and pathetic.

You?

Same.

Well, what about this,

like, super-important flight
that you had to catch?

-I mean, there must've been...
-What? That I had someone

just waiting for me?

Someone who would know I'd be missing?

No.

It was kind of a spur-of-the-moment thing.

It's complicated. It's a long story.

Well, if you wanna talk about it,

or anything at all for that matter,
I'm not going anywhere.

There's really nothing to talk about.
I mean, it's... It's stupid.

I was just gonna go surprise someone.

Someone who didn't even know I was coming.

Probably didn't even want me to come.

Quite the pair we are.

Wait, I thought...

You're gonna open your bottle of wine?

Well, I figured it's about that time.

You sure?

Well, it's already done now.

And I was probably just gonna
re-gift this anyway, so...

Besides, we are done
feeling sorry for ourselves.

All right.

Ladies first.

It's not bad.

I mean, it's not good, but it's not bad.

Like I said, "Fairly classy" client.

So, what are we celebrating?

How about not being dead yet?

I'll drink to that.

No peeking.

What is that?

Hello!

Hello?

I hope that wasn't a bad thing.

What time is it?

Do you really wanna know?

No. But yes.

Just, what time is it?

It's 1:00 a.m., Saturday.
The weekend's begun.

Let's party.

Hey, we're gonna get out of here,
don't worry.

We'll be fine.

I know.

So...

So...

-Can I tell you something?
-Yeah.

I wasn't completely honest
with you about something,

and it's been bugging me,

so, I really wanna be straight with you.

Okay.

When I implied earlier
that I'd never seen you before

around the building,

that wasn't completely true.

Given the circumstances that we were in,
that we are in,

I just didn't wanna say anything

that might have made you
feel even more uncomfortable

than, you know, you already were

with the situation, or with me.

At the time, I thought that if I told you

that I did recognize you
from the building,

I didn't want you to think

I was some kind of,
like, stalker or something.

Okay, so when you say you've seen me...

Yeah?

To what extent do you mean?

I just... I've seen you
a couple times in the halls

and just in the lobby mostly.

I don't think you're a stalker, Guy.

Yeah.

Well, right.

However, to be even more honest,

when I've seen you,

I've noticed you.

I just remember thinking to myself,

"Hey, you know, she seems
like a pretty upbeat person

"and she...
Perhaps she's even really nice."

"And...

"She's very pretty.

"She's definitely
someone I'd like to know."

Well...

Now you do.

And...

I can...

...confirm that you are indeed

a very nice person.

Thank you.

And you're also very pretty.

Okay, ready?

No.

Okay.

-Ready?
-Okay.

You go.

-Together.
-Okay.

-One...
-Two...

Three.

Oh, shit.

Oh, man, I'm sorry. I'm so sorry.

-No, I love that.
-This is so good.

-You have captured...
-Thank you.

...a side of me
that literally no one has ever seen.

You know what?

-You're just gonna make a phone call.
-No.

If we survive this,

I'm gonna make this my profile picture.

I'm honored.

It's kind of amazing
to see how people really see you.

Yeah, you're telling me.

Come on, that is not accurate at all.

I'm like barely functioning right now
from how hungry I am.

Me too.

All I can think about is, like,

a big juicy kale salad.

A kale salad?

Like, I'm thinking about
a fat stack of pancakes.

Like, smothered in syrup and...

Deep dish meat pizza.

-Oh, God.
-Taco truck burrito...

Okay, stop, stop, stop, stop.
No more food.

Come on,
this is already painful enough as it is.

Yeah, we'll talk about something
that is definitely much less desirable.

What do you wanna talk about?

Whatever you wanna talk about.

Football.

No!

Baseball? Cars?

Sex?

Robots?

-All right, let's talk about sex.
-No.

-You called it.
-I was joking.

All right, you wanna talk about sex?

Let's make it interesting.

Okay, now look into the camera.

No.

And I want you to tell me
the dirtiest place that you've had sex in.

Okay.

Oh, my God, do you want me to go first?

Sure.

All right. Here, record me.

Okay.

Got it.

Okay.

The library.

What?

It was college.

I mean, so, my boyfriend and I,

my boyfriend at the time,

had a brilliant idea that we'd each
go get... You know those...

You know those cheesy romance novels?

Yeah.

So, we'd get one of those
and read out, like,

the raunchiest section to each other.

And it started off as a joke,

but I don't know,

it ended up turning me on.

I don't... I guess I'd never read
trashy novels before, so.

Even ones that include lines like,

-"Purple-headed warrior" and...
-Exactly!

Like, "Her heaving,
sweat-glistened breasts."

Okay, stop.

You're way too good at this.

All right.

Go, your turn.

Okay, I don't know how I'm gonna top,

you know, your college boyfriend

giving you the old Dewey Decimal System.

Come on!

Unfortunately, I hate to say that I...
I really don't have a...

A story that is comparable to that.

-I don't believe you.
-It's the truth.

Why would I lie about that?
I should be standing here making up

the raunchiest, most fucking amazing...

All right, so then do that.

Make up the most bullshit sex tale
that you can come up with

of your unstoried sex life.

Okay, you really want me to?

Okay, well, where am I?

So, I'm working on a new project

and there's this girl
who's involved in the project

and she's fucking gorgeous,

ten out of ten,

Amazon goddess walking the face of the...

I'm obsessed with her. Everybody...

She's the hottest fucking person at work

and I'm like drooling over her.

And... But I don't do anything about it

until this big work picnic.

She just looks banging
and we start drinking,

everybody's drinking,

and suddenly, she approaches me

and we have some drinks

and then we kinda sneak back to my car

and we're partying some more.

And we're driving now

and she's... She's like,
"Your stick shift... "

No, wait, that's so obvious.

Hang on a second, hang on a second.

She's like,

"Why do they call them glove boxes?"

She talks like that.

And I go, "I don't know,
if you had some gloves,

"we'd put 'em on in there, I guess."

And then she looks at me and she goes,

"Well, I don't have any gloves."

And then she slowly slides off

the most incredibly sexy...

...pair of underwear...

And...

She just like, she puts 'em
in the glove box and...

This is so stupid, I feel so weird
and uncomfortable, it's not...

Wait, what? You cannot stop there.

Oh, my God, you're blushing.

Well, that's not the only thing

that is starting to do
something involuntary right now.

All right. That's pretty personal.

Well, that's what you wanted, right?

In the spirit of being intensely honest,
that's...

I mean,
that's what we're doing now, right?

-That is correct.
-Okay.

What?

Nothing, you're just, you know.

What you're saying is is that...

You're telling me
that you're aroused right now.

Yes.

Oh, fuck, I'm so...
So, I crossed a line, right? I'm so sorry.

It's... I... Oh, my God, I'm so sorry.

Wasn't what I was thinking.

I just... You know, you were being honest,
and I was just thinking...

That's cool.

It's cool?

You know,

another true statement.

I'd really like to kiss you.

That's probably not a good idea.

Right?

Okay.

Okay.

Stop.

Okay.

Okay.

Oh, God.

Fuck.

That was... That was...

You are amazing.

I could fall in love with you.

-Are you all right?
-Yeah.

Okay.

I need to know what you're thinking,
because, personally,

I'm having a lot of thoughts and feelings,

and I'd really like to hear yours first.

Okay.

I was thinking that,

yesterday was gonna be
the day that I fixed everything.

I was gonna fly to New York
for the weekend,

I was gonna surprise my ex-fiancé
for Valentine's Day,

and get back together.

You know, forgive and forget everything
and patch things up.

Make everything okay.

And now?

Now I'm still gonna do that.

I mean, don't get me wrong, what...

What happened here was...

It was fun and, considering
the circumstances,

it was...

It was surprisingly nice.

But I love him.

And what he and I have,

it's real. And this...

This is real. I mean,

I'm real, you know.

This is real.

What I'm trying to say is that this...

This was casual, you know?

I mean, come on, we've only
known each other for one day.

Look, Guy, I'm just trying
to be honest with you.

Which is... It's great.

It's actually freeing, it's...

You know, it's actually what every

committed relationship should be like.

Just complete transparency.

Is that what you had with your ex?
I mean, complete honesty?

No.

That was exactly the problem.

So, then why are you going back with him?

I mean, if it was really that bad, like,

with what just happened. With us.

We have history.

You know, and this is some weird fantasy.

Jen,

we connected.

You know, he doesn't deserve you.
He didn't even want you there, right?

Guy, first of all,
you don't know him, okay?

-And you don't even know me.
-Yeah.

Look, I'm not trying to be rude,
but we're not a thing.

Yeah.

You're right. And,

when we get out of here,
I'm gonna take you out.

When we get out of here, okay?

You're gonna go back to your life,
and I'm gonna go back to mine.

And just act like none of this
ever happened?

Obviously it happened.

Come on, I mean, we can't erase that,
and that's fine, really.

Right? But it's not gonna change
the way that I feel now,

and it's definitely not
gonna change anything later.

Look, why don't we
think about it like this?

Right, now you have this

crazy sex tale that you can share...

Okay, but, like,

don't you believe
that this somehow, like...

That all of this was some sort of, like,

fate?

Wow.

It's so funny, it's like...

Like we're locked in this tiny little box,

but we're still a million miles apart.

Guy, come on.

No.

It's fine. It doesn't even matter.

We'll be fine
because we're honest with each other.

And that's
the most important thing, right?

In every committed relationship.

I mean, there's just...

There's just something about you

that makes me wanna be so honest with you.

I wanna tell you everything.

I wanna tell you things like,

I'm not new to the building.

I'm not an accountant.

My name isn't Guy.

What are you talking about?

And I certainly have noticed you,

Jennifer Robbins.

I didn't tell you my last name.

But not just a couple of times.

Try dozens of times.

Hundreds of times.

Like every single work day, in fact.

Let me see.

Arriving at 9:00 a.m.

Always the last one to leave.

7:00, sometimes. Sometimes 8:00.

This.

You know, like tonight,

right before you got into this elevator.

And how do I know all that?

Because

the building security guard sees everyone.

Notices everyone, watches everyone.

Knows all their comings
and goings every fucking day,

but nobody ever fucking sees us

because we're fucking, fucking,

fucking, fucking, fucking,
fucking invisible!

You're a security guard?

Front desk.

Busiest place in the building,
loneliest job on the planet.

But I know I wasn't alone in here.

I know I was looking into the eyes
of another human being, right?

I know I was sharing
an experience with you.

I was there inside of you.

We were holding each other.

Right?

I'm not making that up.
I know you, Jennifer.

More than fucking Derek knows you.

But that's not enough for you, clearly.

This wasn't enough for you, right?

Everything that I planned
this weekend, for you.

For you, Jennifer.

For us.

Everything that happened.

But...

But, if you wanna go,

you can go.

Oh, my God.

You've had a key.

Oh, my... You're fucking sick.

You had me locked in an elevator?

Yeah, I'm fucked up. Yeah.
I'm a fucking asshole, right?

Oh, my God, I mean, we fucking had sex!

Who the fuck do you think you are?

I'm gonna fucking call the cops on you.

You're going to fucking jail.

You're going to fucking jail
for this, you hear me?

You're gonna rot in fucking jail!

I can't have that.

No. No! No, don't.

Stop! Stop, no.

Oh, fuck. No!

You broke it?

No, no, no. Fuck!

Fuck you. You fucking piece of shit!

How fucking dare you!

Hi, welcome back.

Safe to say you didn’t like
my little icebreaker.

Why?

Why?

I mean, come on, Jen,

what better way to meet a girl
than to set up a situation

where she has time to get to know you?

Away from distractions and text messages.

To connect with another human being.

And now here we are.

And not only have I achieved that,

we’ve practically
had an entire relationship. We...

We met, we talked,
we got to know each other,

we fucked, we fought, and we broke up.

All in a weekend, all in a room.

You're not gonna get away with this.

Someone's coming.

No, no, no. No one's coming, Jen.

What about the other security guards?

There has to be several.

Well, since you asked,

there were three of us scheduled
for this holiday weekend.

So, first I told Phillip

that I would take his shift,

and then I told Eddie the same thing.

And Eddie's got a hot new girlfriend,

so naturally,
he jumped at the chance.

So, no, Jen, no one is coming
until Tuesday.

What are you gonna do?

You're stuck in here with me, too.

Yeah, that's right. You really fucked
it up for both of us, didn't you?

So, I've got to figure out
what to do with you,

because, I'll tell you right now,

I'd rather kill you
than go back to prison.

You're a fucking monster.
You're a fucking monster.

No. No, I’m not.

See, I never forced you
to do anything.

Anything you didn’t want to do.

All I did
was encourage the situation.

"Encourage the situation"?

You fucking kidnapped me.

I did not kidnap you!

You liked me!

We connected, you bitch!

You fucked it up!

I feel better.

I feel better.

Let's open some gifts.

You mind if I take a stab
at what this is?

Let's see. Was that a "yes"? What?

Well, I'm not going with Legos.

I don't know.

Let's see.

"To Derek. Love, J."

Nice and simple.

Let's see...

Jenny, you shouldn't have.

Is this a large? It's a large.
No fucking way.

I got an inkling that maybe...

You know what?

Let me see.

How's it look?

Who knew
that me and Derek were the same build?

Well...

I guess you know now, right?

All right, your turn.

Come on, please.

Open the fucking box!

All right.
I'm just gonna help you a little bit,

but you gotta do the rest yourself.

Open the fucking present, Jen!
Open it!

It's the day of fucking love.

Come on. Go ahead.

What is inside?

Stogies!

Wow!

What's this?

I've always wanted to try
one of these guys.

And a really cool lighter.

How about that?

Stop acting like
I would fucking hurt you!

What is it about cigars and guys? We just
fucking love them. They're just like...

There's a fascination with them, you know?
They're just, like, so phallic.

It's like...

It's like you're sucking on
a big smoking dick, right?

Do you have any...

raunchy sex stories?

With cigars? I bet you do, right?

Put it in your mouth.

You look so fucking sad.

Jen, it's really a shame, because I do
think, with all these nice gifts...

you would've gotten Derek back.

Happy fucking Valentine's Day, Jen.

I'm so sorry, Jen.

I lose it sometimes

when I get mad,

and I scared you,

and I never wanna scare you again.

You think
you can give us another chance?

You don't have to make
any decisions right now. Just...

Just think about it. Okay?

Look at these two,

the way they're holding hands.

And the sunset.

They're just pointing and smiling
in their bathing suits.

They look so happy.

"Sunny Sky Resort."

So beautiful.

I wanna take you there.

Yet, here we are,

under these obnoxious, flickering

fluorescents.

Except for this guy,
this guy is not working.

Hello?

Have to tell someone about that.

We should...

point this out
to maintenance.

Now they're working.

Shit. Now they're definitely gonna
have to replace that light bulb.

Unless they wanna
replace the whole...

There's no screws.

There's no screws...

On this side.

I got a joke for you.

How many...

Security guards does it take
to change a light bulb?

None, because we're not
fucking janitors. But

janitors...

have to be able
to change these lights.

There can't be a solid ceiling on
the other side of this panel, right?

If I could just
break through this panel...

Hang on.

Here we go.

Okay.

Oh, yes.

Oh, my God!

Jen.

Holy shit!

We're free.

Why the fuck
didn't I think of that before?

Okay.

Can you give me a boost?

I'm gonna climb up through the shaft.

When I get to the lobby,
I'll come back down,

open the doors from the outside.
I'll get you out of here. Okay?

No, I think it's gonna be easier
if you boost me.

Think about it. I don't have enough
strength to push you up, and...

-But...
-And I'll do anything that you say.

You just talk me through it.

Well... No, that's a real climb.

Look, I know where
everything is already, so just...

I wanna get us out of here, okay?

I believe you,

but I'm just worried

that when you get out,

you're gonna change your mind.
You're not gonna wanna come back for me.

You'll just leave me in here and
you'll call the cops or something...

We're just gonna have to
trust each other, okay?

I'm not gonna call the cops.

Why would I even do that?
After everything that we've been through.

-Please. I just wanna get out of here.
-I really want to, and I...

I don't want you to go to jail.

You know, you're right.

It was all a misunderstanding.

I'll get us out of here, and then...
And then we can go to the resort,

you know?

Sunny Sky Resort?

Please.

Put your left leg right here.
Here we go.

Okay, perfect.

Big step.

Up! Come on, you got it, you got it.

Yes. Yes. Perfect.

Okay, hold on tight.

I'm gonna put your foot...
Okay. Hold on tight. Ready?

Now, right foot
on my shoulder. Perfect.

Okay, ready?
And step up when you're ready.

Great. Good, good, good, good, good.
Okay, keep going. Nice.

Perfect. Yes, yes, yes.

Okay, okay.

There's a door up there, right?

-Yep.
-Okay, good. Okay.

There's a ladder behind you.

You should be able to
just push that door right open.

Okay, that ladder goes
all the way up. You see it?

Go, straight up.

We did it, we did it!

No, Jen. No, no, no, no.

No!

You bitch!

Fuck! Fuck you, you fucking bitch!

You fucking bitch! Fuck!

I will fucking get you, Jen!

I should've killed you.
I could've killed you!

You...

Fuck... Yes. Yes.

Hey, Jen. Hey!

You better run. 'Cause now
you're gonna die.

Shit.

You better fucking run.

Help!

Come on.

Come on.

What are you doing?

Get back.

Get back! Stop.

You broke my nose!

Get off me, you crazy bitch!

Fuck!

What, are you gonna
fucking swim out of here?

All you're gonna do is get us soaked
or electrocuted!

Are you listening to me?

Do you get it? It's not going to work!

That should cue the fire department.

Fucking asshole.
It's not gonna be long now.

Well, what now? What's the plan?

No, Jen.

No. No, no, no, wait, wait.
No, wait, wait, wait.

Jen, Jen... Look at me. No, no, no.

Stop, stop, stop. No, no, no, no.

No!

I've never heard a grown man
beg like that before.

Don't you have something to say to me?

-Thank you.
-For what?

Thank you for not disfiguring me.

You know what we're gonna do?

You and I are gonna make a deal.

This is not gonna be one of those
times when they finally find us,

and then I call the cops,
and it's your story against mine.

No. I want guarantees, 'cause
you're gonna go to fucking jail

for what you've done to me.

Okay, okay, please.
Just please don't do it, okay?

It's Sunday, February 15th, and

the only reason why I know this
is because I saw it on my phone.

I have been trapped in an elevator
with a man

who claims to be
the building security guard.

He says his name is Guy.

That's not right, is it?

No.

What is your name?

It's John.

Your full name.

John Deakins.

So, Deakins here,

he's gonna tell us the truth
about exactly what happened.

I caused us to get stuck in this elevator.

It wasn't an accident?

No, I did it on purpose.

Yes.

I used my key to stop the elevator
when you weren't looking.

Check out this guy.

Nice plan. How did that work out for you?

Now, was I a willing participant
in any of this?

No.

Did you trap me in here?

-I didn't trap...
-Tell the truth.

Yes. Yes, yes, I trapped you.

So, you kidnapped me, right?

Yes. Yes, I kidnapped you.

-Sit up.
-I can't. My fucking back...

-Sit up.
-Okay, okay, okay.

Okay. Okay. What?

-You're hurt?
-Yes, yes.

Now, did you hurt me
when I was trapped in here?

Yes.

How so?

I hit your head on the ground

and I choked you.

And?

And I threw you against the wall.

So, you've kidnapped me.
Assault and battery.

Why? Why do all of this?

Because I wanted to meet you, Jen.

Then why didn't you just ask me out
like a normal human being?

Because you wouldn’t have given me
the time of day.

You would've turned me down.

I wanted a guaranteed conversation
with you.

I wanted your undivided attention.
I think I deserved that.

But, no, I’m just a security guard.

But guess what? No, I'm not.
I'm not, actually. This was me.

This was my fucking life.

John Deakins, EVP at Finnegan's.

That's why you've never heard of it,

because it's not in this fucking building.

I used to brag, "The guys wanna be me
at the company,

"the girls wanna bed me at the company."

You remember? You remember
that sex story I told you,

with the panties in the glove box?

That was true, Jen.

That hot co-worker of mine?

She wanted me.

John Deakins. Number one
with a fucking bullet.

But that's not the whole story.
The whole story is that...

Maybe it was the alcohol,

maybe it was her being freaky in the car,

but I missed that exit entirely,

and I drove right clean off it
and right into a ravine.

I flipped my Audi seven times,

and it would've been more
if it wasn't for that tree.

The impact just obliterated her body.

Just killed her.

I had a bump on my forehead,
that was my only injury,

and then, later,
thanks to my fucking amazing lawyer

and because I’m John fucking Deakins,
I only got six months in jail.

And when I got out,

because I was a convicted felon,

I couldn't buy myself a job,
the savings finally ran out.

Then I finally bent over
and got this security gig.

Not something that John Deakins 1.0
would have ever done.

After a few months of this shit,

it was fucking time.
I wanted to feel like me again.

I wanted to be him, right?
To be me, again.

I worked my whole fucking life for it.

I just wanted to feel it,
just for a little while.

Oh, God.

Why? Just why me?

Because you light up the entire building,

you don’t even know it.

You walked into the lobby
in an orange jacket.

I fucking hate orange,

it's the worst fucking color in the world.

But it didn’t matter
'cause it can't compete with you.

And anyways, that’s why.

It's gonna be worth it
when you see this view.

-Is this it? Are we almost there?
-So close.

It better be.

Are you coming or what?

Come on, baby, it's cold
and wet and I'm exhausted.

Can't we just go back to your place?

No, no, no.
You're gonna love this. Come on.

Is there really no one here?

I already told you, it's just
one of the dudes I work with.

Nothing to worry about.

He's harmless.

Yo, Deakins! Hey? John?

Rube, what are you doing?

I thought you said
you wanted to see the roof?

No, I told you I was done. This is stupid.

Hang here a sec. Do not fall asleep.

Deakins, you decent, man? Heads up,
I brought in my girlfriend, so...

Hey, this is John.
Leave a message after the beep.

Holy shit.

Hello? Can you hear me
in the elevator? Hello?

Hello? Hello?

Can you hear me?

Is someone there?

Can you guys hear me?

-Hello!
-Hello?

Can you hear me?

Yes, I can hear you. I can see you.
Is everyone okay?

Yes. Please help me!

Are you guys all right?

Get me out of here, please.

Okay, there's been a malfunction.

I can see that
the power went out and...

Please hurry!
Hurry up, we're in here, please.

I'm gonna come down there.
I'm gonna let you out manually.

Just hang tight.

Yes, please, hurry. Hurry.

Hey, Rube, there's some people
stuck in one of the elevators.

I'm gonna go down
and see if I can get them out.

Hey! Hey. Are you in there, Deakins?

I'm in here. Please, yes!

Hey! I'm here, okay, I...

We've been in here for days!
Please, just get me out of here!

Just hold on a sec, okay?

Okay. Okay.

Okay.

Yes. Thank you so much.

Okay... Pull your arm back, okay?
Stay inside the cab.

-Please...
-Careful, it's not safe.

Let me see if I can get this down
the rest of the way first.

Yes, okay.

Hello?

Are you okay?

Deakins, are you in there?

Hi, Eddie.

What the hell happened, man?
How long you been stuck in there?

A while.

Here, take my key,
put it in the override.

It's not working.

-What?
-Can you help?

All right. Hang on.

I'm going to climb up
and see if I can get it this started.

I swear to God...

Oh, fuck.

Okay.

What the hell?

Deakins?

Sorry, Eddie.

Wait. No. What? No! What?
No! No! No! No!

Hey, Jen.

Hi.

I'm sorry, have you seen Eddie?

Eddie split.

Good night.

Right.

Hey, Eddie.
Your girlfriend was looking for you.

Jen?

Jennifer?

I know it’s been
quite a past few days,

and I just want you to know,

I never meant for this to go so far.

I really do like you.

I mean,
I just think maybe in another life,

you know, maybe...

Fuck it.

Jen?

Jen?

Fuck!

No, no.

Fuck!

No, no, no, no, no.