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- and a big good morning to you all, this is Kansas

city's morning news with Bill Thomas and Michael Petrenally

here on 94.2 KTCV. Your FM station in greater Kansas City.

I'm Anthony...

-Mom!

- Evan! - Mom!

Oh, really? - No, don't kill it! Don't kill it.

- Ok... - Just don't.

These things are terrifying but I can't kill them.

- You're still freaking about it. It's fine.

- I'm sorry. - It's OK, mom.

-Thanks sweetie.

Evan, do you remember what we talked about

last night? About getting registered in time?

-Yeah...

- I don't want to have another drama with your dad.

- You are the one who woke me up with that crazy screaming.

- You may recall that I had a few thoughts about you getting asleep last night.

- I told you I was doing homework!

- Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah... - Stop!

- Homework? You were on Facebook for like three hours. Come on, sweetie, we gotta go.

- Are you ready?

- Are you kidding? Of course I'm ready. Are you ready?

That's what I want to know.

- I was born ready. There's nothing that scares me.

You're the chicken.

- Ah, Once we've done it you won't believe how great we'll feel.

It will redefine us. - I need that.

- Any time we start to think "Can I really do this?"

The answer I'll always tell is "Hell, yeah."

Hell yeah.

- I went skydiving. Jumped a little fucking plane. I'm capable of anything.

- I can tell. This is what you need. - Yeah, Oh, yeah.

- The environmental devastation we are suffering now,

the damage to the water supplies and the food...

I was going to make you eggs.

- that was strategic...

- I don't like eggs. - All of us...

You can't eat the same thing every morning. -Why not?

Stop. I'm gonna make the eggs and you're gonna eat them.

I love you and I want you healthy.

- You should call dad about that. - I can handle a simple lighting job.

- What are you looking for? - My Exacto.

Strip off the ends of the wires.

Get a clean connection, problem solved.

I don't need your dad for that. - Just call an electrician anyways.

- At least he doesn't need to sweat about money.

- Hey mom, I need help, in another assignment

besides the math stuff, by the way.

-Sure, which one, hon?

- The one about that family tree. - Well, I thought we did that one already.

- We did your side of the family. - So talk to your dad.

-Could you... call him for me?

Uh....what is the point of the assignment anyway?

- Miss Delgado says everybody should know where they came from and who we are.

- I hate doing your homework. - Come on, mom, you know dad.

He doesn't like helping me.

I'll do three more math problems right now, if you call him for me.

- Hmm... four? - Three.

-Four.

God damn it! Fucking homework!

I hate that shit.

- Hey champ, forget about the math. We need to go. I'll wait in the car.

Are you seriously texting me from upstairs? - Mommy!

Mommy!

- Renee, I got the tickets. The flight's ready.

Don't be too scared. See you soon, sweetie.

- Who was that? - Margaret work.

-To erase message, press nine.

- Scared of what? Where are you going? - I'm going skydiving today.

- What? You didn't tell me that. What if something happens?

- It will be insanely fun. I'll be fine, baby.

- Next message. - Hey, Renee. You're not calling me back?

I thought we had a great time. Give me a call when you have a chance.

- Was that Adam? - Alan, yeah.

- Do you like him? - None of your business.

-Next message.

- Don't take him to school Friday. I'm going to start the weekend

short so don't fucking drag us down with your nonsense. Alright?

-Was that dad?

- He is not always as nice to me as he is to you, baby.

It's okay.

- Pick him up 5 PM, because I've got a date Tuesday night.

- Listen, Cliff, you'll should know he heard you cursing at me.

- Whoa, when was that? - On my voice mail.

- Well, that's your fault for letting him listen to your messages.

I mean, come on, you play them in your car, right in front of him.

He's doing that thing again with his homework.

- He just... He needs to focus. You know what his tutor said.

- Well, maybe he needs a better tutor. - So you want to spend more?

It's the way he reacts when he can't solve a problem.

-He's good in school.

He's good in school.

If you could just help him a little bit more...

- I'll try. Alright? I'll try. - You'll try?

- That is why it is good thing that we only have one kid.

You realize he knows we're talking about him. Just say goodbye.

- Bye, honey! - Are you really going skydiving?

- Don't worry. I'll be fine, I'll... I'll send you pictures.

-Just don't die, okay?

- I promise. I love you. - Love you, too.

-Ok, do it.

-What the fuck?

Oh shit!

Oh no...

What the hell?

- Want some help? - Well..

-Sucks to have that happen.

- Yeah, yeah, I don't know what that is. It's something jammed in here.

Come off!

-I don't know.

- Did you drive over that? - I didn't feel anything.

- Maybe it was dropped off a truck out here?

I wouldn't just pull it out of there. A garage

will do that without tearing up the whole tire.

You got roadside insurance? 'Cause then you could get that replaced for free.

-Why should I do something so practical?

It's okay. I've changed tires before.

I'm fine. -Are you sure? I'm here. I can help.

Why do you want to do it yourself?

- If you insist. It's... it's pretty nice of you.

-No problem.

Listen, I've had my share of flats in my life,

I could probably do this with my eyes closed.

Tommy, wait in the van. -If you guys are talking I want to smoke.

-You must have some place to be.

-No, we're just headed to a swap meet. We've got to check out crockpots.

Everybody's talking about crock pots.

My sister even has got me this crockpot cookbook.

She said they're everywhere now. I said, "Are

you sure you don't mean track pots?"

-Okay. Shall we? -Yeah.

I'm gonna get your spare on, and then you get to a garage and get past this...???

Should be one just a little ways down, right at the intersection of 42 and I-70.

There's a Mike's ice-cream shop right there. Got the big cone outside.

-Go!

Do it.

-All good? -No worries.

-This is gonna wear off in about fifteen minutes.

Alright.

No, no, it's okay.

Hold still.

Okay.

We're going to be driving for a long time.

Nod yes if you want me to pull off your panties to make it easier to pee.

Okay. I'm going to undo one of your legs.

You can put your underwear aside.

Good girl.

-Fill it up, I'm going to hit the head.

-You seem to be holding up fine.

Open your mouth wide. I mean it, I mean it. I don't want to jab you.

This has some sleeping pills dissolved in it.

Now, you're gonna some need to rest before what happens next.

Swallow, swallow, swallow.

Swallow.

Well done.

What do they do???

-What do you want from me?

No, no.

- Where are we putting her? - We need to check with Terrence.

-They need us.

-What for? What are these fucking people?

-G10-12 x.

Remember that. -What's that?

-G10-12 x.

-Where are we?

G10-12 x, G10-12 x...

-Okay, let's take the tape off you.

You take care of the pants.

-I'll be right back.

-Help!

Help!

-Don't joke around. This will loosen up the tape.

We have food for you, as long as you don't scream.

-I'm not going to eat your fucking food.

-Not that you can't scream all you want.

The facility is secure, but the screams...

They'll unsettle the other subjects.

Hold still.

Interesting skin.

If it's going to happen, I'll tell you. It will happen fast.

You will think that you can't survive, and then...

Wham!

You will be amazed. Unless, of course, it doesn't happen, in which case,...

we'll handle you another way entirely.

-Where are you taking me? No, don't take me back there. No!

Hello?!

I am the room next door!

My name is Blake!

I can hear you struggling. I promise I am not one of them!

What is your name?

-Renee. I'm Renee.

How long have you been here? - I've lost track!

They say I have one last chance to perform!

-To perform? Well, what do you mean perform?

-They bring something into your room, something you don't want brought in.

-Like what?

-Whatever they figured out by watching you. It's different for everyone.

-What is G10-12X? -What?

-G10-12X.

I saw someone in the hallway. He said they need us, they need us for G10-12X.

-I have no idea.

-This isn't about ransom.

-Are you rich? -Hardly.

-Do you know anyone rich?

-Not really.

-Me neither. Where are you from?

- Kansas City... Missouri. - Maybe that's where we are.

-No, I was in that van forever.

They drugged me. I don't know how long we drove.

-Me, too! -Where are you from?

-Elko, Elko, Nevada.

Are you trying to get free?

It won't happen.

-How many people are being held here? -20.

The first day I arrived here, I heard someone in your room being released.

-Why wouldn't he tell people what's going on here?

He knew you were still here, right?

-Maybe he didn't know where we are.

-Maybe he's dead.

- Blake, we asked you to stay quiet. - I just wanted to talk to someone.

No, not my eyes! Not my eyes! Not my eyes!

-Hold him down.

-How's are you so far, Renee?

-Blake told me you sometimes let people go.

-Who is Blake?

-You know, Blake.

Next door.

-Is Blake the name of some voice you heard? And you believed everything it said?

Maybe that gave you some comfort. Or maybe everything here's

been arranged to mislead you and this Blake is a part of that.

Or you maybe you should believe this Blake, because

maybe I'm just fucking with you right now.

-We often find after we're done we need to record everything that happens.

The footage can help us see exactly what went wrong.

-Please...

Please...

If you need me to like me not... say anything.... I won't.

But you have to let me go. I have a son.

-Evan. Yes, we know about your son.

-Is... is this about him somehow?

Is he here somewhere? Did you take him? You didn't take him, did you?

I need to see my son, Please! -We haven't taken your son.

He is with his father for the weekend, just where you left him.

- What do you want from me? - Try to breathe normally.

-if you let me go, I'll fucking breathe normally!

-This is just a blood-pressure test.

-State your name.

-Renee Morgan. -Your full name.

Renee Marie Morgan.

-Place of birth? -Montreal, Canada.

-And your date of birth? -August 25th, 1980.

-Is that the date of birth you...?

-Are you the Government? -Your height?

-Are you the Government?

-Your height, please. -Five foot five.

-Are...are you some government? -Weight? Your current weight.

-150. Are you ...?

Oh, wait, are you the CDC?

Was I exposed to some germ or...or disease or virus?

You would tell me if I was sick, right?

You would tell me if there was something wrong with me?

-Renee, the questions that you're asking just aren't pertinent.

-Shut up! Shut up, you fucking freak and let me go!

What do you want me to do? I'll help.

I'll cooperate.

You have to let me go.

It'll be easier if I cooperate, right?

Just tell me what to do.

-Read the bottommost line.

-M...

I...

I don't know.

-Try again.

-I...I can't make those out.

-Any food allergies? -No.

-Not sunflower oil or sunflower seeds?

-Uh...I don't know. I never really liked eating seeds. Why you ask?

-Did you notice any change in your allergies after you gave birth?

-No.

Please, please, don't leave my son without me.

-42, 67, 44...

-What? -What do you think I just said?

-Four, something. I...I don't know.

-Say yes if you suffer or have ever suffered from one of the following:

Angina. -No.

- Asthma, -No.

-Bronchitis. -No.

- Scarlet fever, -No

-Rheumatic fever. -No.

-kidney stones... -No.

- Sinusitis. -No.

-Emphysema... -No.

-Anemia ... -Sometimes.

-Reproductive system issues? -Good.

-Number of children? -One.

-Desired number of children?

-None of your business.

-Report suggested that you wanted more than one child.

-The report should know that I am divorced.

-Compulsive habits such as nail-biting,

restless pacing, finger drumming

Cracking knuckles? -No.

-No? You don't drum your fingers sometimes?

-Christ...

How long have you been watching me?

-Fear of darkness? -No.

-Fear of sex? -No.

Fear of snakes? -No.

-Fear of drowning? -No.