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Alice?

Um, what do you mean? I'm home.

Uh, John, he's good to drive you back at this hour?

Yeah, all good.

We can't be late, right?

Yeah, they say she's the best fertility doctor around.

And also, freeway's closed still,

Stop. Come on, drive.

I need coffee.

Is it, though?

Trust you.

Take the 59. The freeway is still closed.

What? I did.

If we're late, I'm gonna kill you.

What?

Company card?

Can I get some gum, some water, and--

♪ Beast in the wild, motherfucker ♪

Oh, my God!

Oh, my God!

Amelia.

You read me? Over.

You hear me?

Pick up, pick up, pick up.

You hear me? Pick up, Amelia.

Hey, why you not answering?

Hello? Can you hear me?

Someone's shooting at me.

Hello?

There you go.

Okay. I'm sorry. I'm just--

I'm so scared.

I need you to call the police, okay?

My name is Alice Germain Bach. I need you--

You have to call the police, please!

- Hey, Alice! - What, shooting at you?

Are you still there?

- please. - Oh, my God.

Alice...

please...

Help...

Hello?

Can somebody please tell me what the hell is going on?

If you still there, talk to me.

Where are you?

My God.

Please.

No, he shot it.

Yeah, there's been a shooting

at the 24/7 FILL UP station on Route 59.

A woman's hurt over there.

No, she's talking to me on the two-way radio.

Hang on.

Hey, they want to know if he's an active shooter.

Is he still there? - Yes, yes, he's here.

Please just ask them to send someone.

Well, how long?

Yes, thank you.

Okay, they're on their way.

Operator said to stay put,

Yes, thank you.

My wife should have called me by now.

Can you please stay here with me?

Okay.

Thank you.

Yeah, he's my friend.

Oh.

I'm sorry.

Where were you guys going so late?

We were driving home from a convention.

He's my colleague.

I can't imagine what you're feeling right now.

I think he's dead.

Because I blew his head off.

You still there?

Alice?

Alice Germain Bach?

Fine.

I'll come down there, then.

What do you want?

What do I want?

Hm... What do I want?

What is it that you want, Alice?

Huh?

I want you to leave me alone.

Alice?

Hello? Can anyone hear me?

Please answer.

Hello? If there's anyone out there, please answer.

And my wife...

Amelia.

Oh, my God.

So hard to think of her with another man.

Did I treat her poorly?

Abuse her physically?

Did I abuse her emotionally?

Did I not provide?

She was probably just bored.

Tell me.

Her phone?

Fuck.

That's okay.

We can take our time.

What I know for sure though

is that we're not going anywhere

till we're figure this out.

Fuck!

Shit.

Fuck.

We seem to be stuck, you and me.

Cowering on the floor of a dark and dirty gas station.

If you're not interested in saving yourself...

well, then, this is how it all ends.

I've never done anything to you.

Who are you?

Who do you think I am?

And more importantly...

Alice?

Come out.

And I promise you'll hardly feel a thing.

One shot and all our problems will be over.

Oh, fuck.

Fuck.

Amelia?

There's someone shooting in the store!

Amelia?

Where is Amelia, the girl who works here?

You need to call the police!

Amelia?

Yeah.

Where are you?

What the hell happened?

I just walked in here and someone shot me.

Where is Amelia?

She's right here. She's right here with me.

Are you hurt bad?

I don't know. I don't know. It's my arm.

You don't have a phone?

No, and I can't find hers either.

- What about the landline... - No.

Nothing is working.

It's impossible to move around.

He-- He can see everything.

Where's he shooting from?

I think he's shooting

from the billboard across the road,

but there's an another door.

I saw it in the security monitor.

The door to the garage.

But that's locked at night.

Well, is there a key?

What the fuck, man? What the fuck?

Hey, hey, listen to me.

We need to stay calm, okay?

We need to flag someone down.

No one uses this road at night.

Yeah, but you did.

You think he's still out there?

He hasn't fire a shot since you...

Amelia...

No, no, no, no.

Oh, my God.

This is so fucked up.

The only reason she was working here

was to help out her parents.

They came from Mexico city and bought this place,

- He said she was his wife. - What?

Who?

How?

On that walkie.

He said that she was his wife!

How do I know that you're not lying?

What do you mean?

I'm being shot at all night,

and the moment that you get here, it all stops.

Whoa, whoa, whoa, wait a minute. Wait a minute.

You think that I did this? Hold on.

Don't move! Stay were you are!

This is crazy, okay?

Sometimes I would come in between deliveries

and we would just...

This country is so fucked up.

I can't take it anymore.

You don't-- You don't-- You don't believe me?

Okay, fine, talk to him, then.

Go ahead.

Tell him that I called the cops.

He doesn't know I left my phone in the car, right?

We called the police.

They're on their way.

Try again.

Did you hear what I said?

You better get the hell out of here.

Try again.

Maybe he's gone. Yeah?

just to prove I'm not some fucking terrorist.

I'm telling you, this is not me!

I could never do anything like this.

I see it.

My phone.

Well, do you think you can get it?

Maybe if I...

Maybe if I go around the shelves to the other side.

Yeah.

You can use the car as a shield.

Yeah, sure.

Let's do it.

Maybe we should just wait a few-- maybe a little bit.

The truckers start arriving in a few hours.

No, no, this is important. This is the only way.

You need to call for help, okay?

Are you insane? I'm not going across there

and get my fucking head blown off.

If you're telling the truth,

I can distract him.

Okay.

You know the difference between you and that guy?

He was willing to sacrifice himself...

...while you survive.

You put him up to it, didn't you?

What kind of a person does that?

Then again...

what kind of person does what I'm doing?

The way we've lived...

Why are you doing this?

Because I need the truth.

You sure tell a lot of lies for someone looking for the truth.

Do I?

So...

you're a drug dealer.

That's very original.

You know how many people lost sons, daughters

Your drugs, your bullshit vaccines.

Fucking idiot.

All so that you can get rich...

Do you know how many fucking people's lives we've saved?

But no, no, no.

Instead, let's focus on the microchips

so we all sound crazy so you can censor us.

So we can never talk about what's actually going on.

I'm talking about the truth!

But you'd rather label us so you can control us?

Can I talk?

Social media, okay?

Oh, that's even worse.

You promote it.

Filling young minds with lies and deceit.

Marching them to their deaths.

How many people did you have to step on

How many years did you have to put in

before you became Vice President of Marketing...

...at Phinzer Pharmaceuticals?

I'll tell you how long.

and you became VP

of one of the biggest drug companies in the country.

God, that's amazing.

I bet you didn't even have to sleep with anyone

to get ahead.

Fuck you.

or a picture in blackface.

Or maybe a boss came in one day

Next thing you know, he's gone,

just like that!

Piece of shit.

Pig.

Just because he said something nice to a woman with ambition.

And he can't take care of--

of his little girl.

You don't know what it's like to hear a child

screaming in the middle of the night.

To wait for hours in the emergency room...

...because her daddy,

who's supposed to protect her,

has no health insurance

and is so...

fucking helpless.

You think that guy might want you to kill you?

You think that guy might want you dead?

could have been avoided.

Because someone has to pay.

Someone always has to pay.

I'm tired of playing games.

But all you wanna do

is play hide and seek.

One Mississippi, two Mississippi,

three Mississippi,

Who is Alice?

Six Mississippi, seven Mississippi.

What did she do? Eight Mississippi.

Admit it, Alice. Nine Mississippi.

Ten Mississippi.

Ready or not, here I--

You don't get to hijack this country

and hide behind your lies

and your fake news and your forced mandates!

Please don't do this.

I'm not doing anything you haven't been doing for years.

I never killed anybody.

Yes, you have.

That's the whole point. We're the same.

We kill to protect our interests.

I'm just not blind to it like you are.

You're woke,

I never said that.

No. But you wanted to.

And yet, when I was sent to Afghanistan

and I was killing for you, it was okay.

When my friends died thousands of miles away from home

while the were killing for you, it was okay.

But now that you are forced

to face the consequences of your life,

it's so much easier for you to label me

than it is for you to face reality.

But until you recognize your part in all this,

You could be at school, in the supermarket,

and then suddenly...

you're dead.

And because you know that every second

I'm engaged in this conversation

is another second I'm not coming down there

to spill your brains on that filthy linoleum floor.

Fuck.

Fuck.

Fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck.

What the fuck, man?

Get out of here.

See?

Although, if that guy had better credit, he'd be dead.

Otherwise, you wouldn't have let him go.

There's something you should know about me.

I'm listening.

in the middle of the night.

How could you ever have time for children?

No, you don't strike me as the maternal type.

You couldn't handle the commitment.

The pain.

You know nothing about me.

I know you more than you think.

I bet there's even been a couple of abortions

along the way, huh?

Fuck you.

Fuck you.

You know nothing.

Why is that, Alice?

Because I can't have children.

Am I meant to feel bad?

We both know you'd do or say anything

to save your life right now.

My life?

My whole life has been about pleasing men.

My--

My father,

my boss.

I'm sure you know what it's like to never feel good enough.

Do you know what it does to a marriage?

I'm...

not having an affair 'cause I'm in love.

I'm having an affair 'cause I'm in pain.

And I love my husband.

I'm--

I love-- I love him.

So sad that it takes being at the end of a gun for two people

to finally have a real conversation.

Yes, yes, yes.

No! No, I'm here!

No!

Help! I'm right here!

Where are you?

Oh, my God.

Where are you, Alice?

Fuck!

Oh, my God.

You can't run from this, Alice.

Because there's nowhere to hide.

Nowhere to go.

Hello?

It's becoming unbearable, isn't it?

The pain.

It leads to anger.

Don't you feel a paradigm shift in this country,

toward selfishness and brute force?

Why is it easier for a kid to buy an AR-15 than a six pack?

That's because the DNA to not give a shit

is more desirable from an evolutionary standpoint.

Plain and simple.

Do you think that the shooters in Vegas or Florida or Buffalo

or Uvalde or Sandy Hook had any feelings of guilt?

Do you feel guilt?

to do the things that serve your needs,

why should I?

Who's worse?

Who's done more damage?

Just because you don't have your finger on the trigger

doesn't make you any less of a killer.

You don't care about people.

All you really care about is the money.

And you'll do or say anything to get it.

Because money is freedom, isn't that right?

Freedom to do what you want.

To buy whatever you desire.

Freedom to go anywhere you please.

"Freedom is just another word for nothing left to lose."

Aah!

Fuck!

to solve your fucking problems.

Maybe.

Or maybe it will make the next person willing to spread filth

I get it.

And the media...

Spreading conspiracies all over the place.

A conspiracy.

Did you really lose your job?

Is that what this is...

...Henry?

Because if that's the case, I'm--

I'm really, really sorry.

Who's Henry?

You got to leave. You got to leave.

Hey!

Hey, get back in your car!

Get out!

Get out of here!

Car! Call-- Call the police!

Shit. - Ohh!

Shit.

Hey, get back in your car!

- Bob. - Hide.

No, move out!

What are you doing?

No, what are you doing? No!

Well, that was touching.

That's the kind of sentimental crap

that will die off with that generation.

What scares you most is knowing that, deep down,

we like it that way, because you and I, we are survivors.

No!

We're nothing alike!

You're in denial, Alice.

is because we share that gene.

And it's that gene you'll pass down to your unborn child.

That's exactly why I can't have children.

Because I don't wanna fear for their lives

every time they leave the house.

feeling unloved and alone.

Depressed and bitter

to potentially end up a coward!

Hiding in the dark, killing innocent people.

But most of all,

if she knew what you'd become!

Hey.

Hey, get down.

Hey, get down.

Lay down.

Grandma.

Listen, I know that you think that by doing this,

it's gonna give meaning to your life, but it won't.

They'll kill you

or they'll cornered you and you'll kill yourself.

Just like all the others.

And they're just gonna write it off

like another shooting,

and people will send their thoughts and prayers

but no one will give a fuck and nothing is gonna change.

Oh, you're right.

Nothing will change, because I only exist in you mind.

I'm your creation.

I am your perception

so you never have to hear the real reasons why.

The right-wing nut, the conspiracy theorist,

stop the lie, storm the Capitol,

anti-vaxxer, anti-this, anti-that.

You label me and vilify me

when all I ever wanted

was to be left the fuck alone!

No, no, no, no!

Fuck.

Shit.

Wake up, Grandma.

Wake up.

Please. Please, I'm begging you.

It's hard for me to believe you really care.

Enough that you would trade your life for hers?

Yes, I would.

Tell you what, then.

Come out where I can see you clearly

and I'll let her go.

Because I get it.

I get it. I learned my lesson.

I get to save an innocent life.

But if you sacrifice yourself for her,

then you'll be teaching me a lesson.

Let's see.

Tell her to run,

It's down.

No, no, no, no, no, no, what are you doing?

Come on, run! Go!

Go!

Okay, come here. Okay.

You're okay.

Don't worry, we're gonna find a way out of here, okay?

Come.

Come on.

Fuck. Fuck.

don't say anything at all, okay?

If you get scared, you're gonna sing that song.

Shh.

♪ Five little monkeys jumping on the bed ♪

♪ One fell off and broke his head ♪

Alice Germain Bach.

Still hiding, huh?

So what are we thinking?

Was I sent here by your husband

who you betrayed

with a younger, more exciting man?

♪ Four little monkeys jumping on the bed ♪

♪ One fell off and broke his head ♪

Or am I a co-worker

so you could steal my job?

Or maybe,

maybe I'm a racist,

disgruntled employee out for revenge.

♪ Mama called the doctor and the doctor said ♪

♪ No more monkeys jumping on the bed ♪

Or I could be someone

whose life you destroyed with your lies and greed.

who's lost his child.

Or I could have

been someone who's just tired

of sitting idly by as this country goes to shit.

Or...

Or I could have followed you back from the convention

just to teach you a lesson.

Or maybe...

maybe...

at the wrong time.

♪ Two little monkeys jumping on the bed ♪

♪ One fell off and broke his head ♪

Ah, so this is how it all ends, huh?

Crawling on the floor, like an animal.

Please!

♪ No more...

♪ ...monkeys jumping on the bed ♪

You don't have to be scared no more.

Run! Run!