All language subtitles for The.Abduction.of.Jennifer.Grayson.2017.1080p.WEB-D

- Uh, I didn't,
i didn't order this.

Okay.

Come on.

- So, miss Grayson.

May I call you Jennifer?

- It's Jen.

- I'm detective Marx.

How are you, Jen?

- Do you want the polite
answer or the truth?

- No need for civilities
in this room.

- Okay, well then,
I'm pretty pissed off.

- Why is that?

- Because I want to go home.

- I understand that, but
i need to hear your story.

- Read the file.

- I read the file, but i
need to hear it from you.

- I'm sure that everything
i said is in there.

- Well, you see, Jen,

there's a problem.

Something about your
story just doesn't add up.

Your mother placed an
emergency call to 9-1-1,

claiming that her daughter
was in serious danger

on the evening of February 5th.

Apparently,
you called your mother,

and I'm quoting her on this,

"she was screaming at the
top of her lungs for help."

Then you disappear
and you resurface

like you're on some sort
of vacation or something.

No, that didn't happen?

Unlike all the other police
officers that you spoke with,

I've been investigating
a very interesting case.

- What case?

- Let me see your wrists.

- What?

- Let me see your wrists.

- No.

- Do you know what Stockholm
syndrome is?

See, I think

that someone kidnapped you.

- I already told you
what happened.

- I'm having such a
hard time believing you.

- Well then, I don't
know what to tell you.

- Why don't you tell me
the truth?

Why don't you tell me what
really happened that night?

I do this every day, Jen.

And I know that you're lying.

I know that something happened
to you,

right before you disappeared,

but what I don't know

is where the hell you were for
five months

and why you're giving
us the runaround here.

Really?

Jen,

I can play this game
all night long.

- You wouldn't understand.

- Try me.

You, and your friend, are
in some serious shit here.

But if you tell me
everything that you know,

we'll be more lenient
on you both.

From the beginning.

Please.

Jen, I will find out what
happened here.

But maybe you can put a better
spin on it.

- I was on my way to the gym.

The gym that I go to, it's,

about a five minute drive from
my house.

I used to have a routine,

I went there at 6:30 on
wednesdays and Fridays.

Hey, how are you?

Yeah, I'm fine.

You having a good time?

I know, tell them I say hi!

Okay, yeah.

Sure, wait, hold on.

Please!

I don't know what I did!

Let me go!

Let me go!

No, no, no, no!

No, please!

Please, no, no, no

what are you doing to me.

What are you doing to me
i don't know what I did.

Please you're hurting, you're
hurting me.

Please.

Oh man no, no!

Please, please let me go.

Please, no.

Please don't, please don't,
please.

No, stop it, stop it.

You're hurting me,
you're hurting me.

Please, please.

Who was that man?

- That's my father.

- Wouldn't he be proud.

- He never was.

- What do you mean?

- Long story.

- It doesn't look like I'm going
anywhere.

He looks intimidating.

- Does he?

- Where is he now?

- I buried him.

- You miss him.

You don't talk much do you.

- What do you want me to say?

- Why am I here?

See, I've been trying
to figure it out.

You're not doing anything to me.

You come here, feed me
hang around and leave.

You're not asking for a ransom
are you?

Are you?

You know my parents
they're well off but

they're not that rich.

- I'm not asking for a ransom.

- Well then am i
some kind of trophy?

- No!

- Then what,
what am I doing here?

What do you want me here for?

- Because, i want you here!

- Why?

Why?

- Because.

I just want somebody to talk to.

- No one that you can talk to?

- No.

- I know that regardless
of how lonely you are

you do not steal a human being
and keep them as a dirty pet.

I'm curious.

How do you wake up in the
morning and look at yourself

in the mirror.

Hmm?

- I don't.

- That's because
you're pathetic.

You're pathetic,
you're fucking pathetic.

You're fucking pathetic.

- Life was handed to
you on a silver platter.

You're young, you're beautiful

and you can get
anything you want,

just because you want it.

Isn't that true?

So you think that gives
you the licence to judge me

and call me a dumb fuck,
just because you can.

Uh?

That's right, remember me now.

I think you do.

I'm shocked
you even remember me.

- Was it what I wrote?

I'm sorry.

- I don't want your apology.

- Then what do you want.

- Your attention.

- You fucking got it believe me.

- What do you want to hear?

- Whatever it is that you want
to tell me.

How about your name
for starters?

- Jeremy.

- Jeremy, tell me about
your dad.

- You really want to hear
about that, hmm?

- Tell me about your dad.

- I don't know.

He could be a real asshole
sometimes you know.

But he's someone I had
a lot of respect for.

He commanded it.

Even after my mother
died he never lost it.

I've never seen the man cry.

I don't think he knows how.

He only knows two emotions,

anger and pride.

Raised by the army
and New York's finest.

He had a voice that could

make anyone drop
what they were doing

and stand to attention.

A backhand that could
knock you in to next week.

- He wasn't a bad person.

He was broken.

- Broken?

- I know you don't get
it, you don't understand.

- No I do get it,
i do understand.

You've been brainwashed.

- You're not listening to me,

this isn't something that
he forced me to feel.

This is me.

- Jen, he held you against
your will, sedated.

That implies force.

- But it wasn't like that

because he stopped sedating me
after that.

- Because he knew
that he broke you.

- No.

- No?

- No he even took off the ties.

- Let me ask you this,
were you free to leave?

- I mean, not exactly he
just, he gave me more freedom.

- Good morning.

Here.

- No, can I eat something else?

- Like?

- Have you got any fruit?

I don't normally like apples.

- Well that's only because
your upper class palette

has blinded you from the
simpler tastes in life.

- Can you play something I know?

Come on do you know any songs
with words?

I know this one, who sings it?

- I don't know, I just heard
it on the radio and I liked it.

So I learned it.

Sing.

- What?

- You want me to play guitar,
you sing.

No no please, please, please,
I'll stop.

I'll be quiet.

I promise.

- You have
a very beautiful voice.

- Thank you.

- Are you a singer?

- I was.

I did a lot of shows.

I sang for a lot of people.

- Your father must be very proud
of you.

- My father?

I don't think he came
to any of my shows.

Not one.

- Why not?

- I don't know, he was busy.

You can't make a bank roll
like that

without living at the job.

He said he wanted to give me
everything I could ever want.

You know, I feel like sometimes.

I would give it all up,
just for five minutes,

five real minutes of his time.

- I would come watch you sing.

- Thank you.

I can't really sing like this,
can I?

Not lying down I can't
get the breath I need.

- There we go.

That should make things
a bit more comfortable.

There you go.

That should make things
more comfortable for you.

Okay so here's some hot water,
and also,

that looks like
it could fit you.

- What's the occasion?

- Dinner and a movie.

I've been wanting to
see this and I thought

you'd like to see this too.

I just want to get this
slipped up from under.

There you go,
I'll leave the rest to you.

You wash up I'll be back
in an hour.

How's the chicken?

- It's great.

- Did come out rather
well don't you think?

And the wine really brings
out the cherry flavor

doesn't it?

- You've put a lot of thought
into this haven't you?

- Oh you deserve something nice.

What's wrong,
wait are you a vegetarian?

God dammit I didn't even think
to ask you.

- No no I'm not a vegetarian.

The food is amazing
and the wine.

What's with the candles.

- Like I said, I just wanted
to do something nice for you.

Oh.

Relax.

This isn't
some kind of weird ritual.

I'm not going to cut you up

and eat you with my wine
like Hannibal.

I just want to do
something nice for someone

who means something to me.

You look beautiful.

Oh come on I'm just kidding.

Just a joke.

So.

Anyone special in your life?

- What do you mean?

- Well no suitor at home?

- By suitor
you mean a boyfriend.

No, men are dicks.

- I bet you date all the
pretty ones don't you.

- Why do you say that?

- Well pretty ones usually
know they're pretty.

Which makes them not so
pretty on the inside.

- Sounds familiar.

- You're different.

- How?

- We're more alike
than you know.

- How are we alike?

- We have the same need.

- And what is that need.

- To feel passionate
about someone.

- Oh I'm not looking for anyone.

- Life, life isn't worth living

unless you have someone
to share it with.

It's why...

- you took me.

It's why you took me.

- My last ditch attempt
to survive I guess.

- You don't need anyone
to survive.

- We all need someone
to survive.

We all do.

Human beings
are social creatures.

We have the ability to
think, and feel, and love.

We can band together as many.

We survived and thrived because
we can band together as many

instead of one.

You pit one of us
against the environment,

and he won't make it.

Look at me.

A sad pathetic dumb fuck,
and no friends, no family.

Or dreams.

I came close so many times.

Thought it'll be better to
feel nothing instead of...

- I understand.

I understand you.

- Do you?

- Yeah.

- You think I'm some
kind of monster.

- No.

- Then what do you think of me.

- I don't know.

- Dessert?

- I couldn't eat anymore.

- Sure, maybe later then,
after the movie.

- So what, was that like a date.

- Yeah, no, I've, I don't know

- this guy is such a pro, he
actually romances his victims.

- You're not listening to me,
are you?

- No, I've heard every word
that you said.

I'm not hearing
what I want to hear.

- And what is it that
you want to hear?

- I don't know, maybe where
he lives, what his name is.

Anything that I can use
to catch him.

- I don't want you to catch him.

That's the thing is, he
didn't do anything wrong.

- Jen, he held you captive.

- I don't think that
what he did was right.

But I don't think he did
it for the wrong reasons.

- Fine, okay.

Then tell me how you escaped.

- He let me go.

- He let you go, just like that.

- I think he finally realized
that he couldn't keep me.

- And how did he come
to that conclusion?

- Well we started becoming
friends and getting closer.

He made me laugh,
he was so smart.

- I'll teach you a g cord.

You're gonna put your middle
finger on the fifth string

on the second fret there.

- Here?

- Mmm hmm.

And take your ring finger and
put it on the top string here.

Yes and you need that pinkie
to put on the bottom string.

Good.

Now hold that tight
and strum it.

- Is that right?

- Yeah, hold it tight,
strum it again.

There you go.

That's a g chord.

Okay okay you got it.

- Will you teach me more?

- Well as soon as you get
the chord I just taught you

I'll teach you another one.

- But I learnt it already.

- Oh yeah.

- Yep.

- Show me.

Yeah let me see that.

- But it's hard.

- Guitar's a very
tedious process.

- Show off.

- Well it requires practice
and constant effort.

You just keep trying until
you can successfully master it

and eventually you bend
it to our own will.

- You play well.

- I'm a patient man.

- Yes you are,
among other things.

Strange to me that you
don't really have friends.

Have you ever been in love?

- Not really sure
i know what that is.

You?

- I thought I was once.

He was a total asshole.

Same old story right.

- Isn't that what love is.

Just a perception of how you
feel towards another person

at a given time.

- I guess.

- Did you love him?

- I loved who I thought he was.

- Well you never really can know

who someone else is can you.

- But in loving someone,
in truly loving someone,

I think you come closest to
knowing, don't you think.

- How do you feel about him?

- I don't know.

He was, a musician like you
but he wasn't as good as you.

He wasn't as good as you.

He could charm a snake his
voice was so buttery smooth

it just made me melt.

Sounds silly but I think
that that's what I liked

most about him.

Was his talent.

Yeah.

- So what happened?

- I don't know.

We were young.
I'd just turned 18.

We went together for a while
and it got to the point

where I knew that I liked
him more than he liked me

because I was the one
constantly pursuing him

and making the effort and
he never made any effort.

And it made me feel like a piece
of meat.

So we didn't see each other
for a while so

I went to one of his shows.

Was supposed to be a surprise.

And after his set I see
him dancing and flirting

with this other girl
in the audience.

And she was really pretty.

And it broke my heart because
he never danced with me.

I asked him so many times
and he said that

he didn't like dancing.

When really it was me.

He didn't want to dance with me.

- Dance with me.

- What?

- What?

It's okay.

What.

- Nothing.

- No why were you looking at me
like that.

- I'm confused...

- about?

- About how I feel about you.

- And how do you feel about me.

- You're.

I can't!

- Shot of vodka
with a scotch back.

Thank you.

Hey bartender.

- Yeah.

- Can you get that girl
over there a cosmo for me.

- Oh yeah I don't think
that's a good idea.

- That's funny I don't remember
asking for your opinion.

- I didn't order that.

- Motherfucker.

- Shit.

- Yeah we're going for a walk.

C'mon you little cunt let's go.

Hey I'm fucking sick of you
lover boys

always coming
into my fucking town.

You know in the movies
i don't get it.

You punch a guy in the
face, I don't know why,

because it hurts your hand.

But if you.

Nice shot in the gut because
i know that fucking hurts.

And this.

Trash day!

Safe to say don't fucking
come around here any more.

Babe what?

Yeah I fucking kicked his ass.

Yeah I did do the stomach story

about not punching the face
thing, what.

Cos I think it's kind of
a bad ass thing to say

because I fucking smoke a dude.

- Fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck.

Fuck!

- Jeremy.

What's wrong?

What happened?

God you're head,
what did you do?

What?

- You are so beautiful.

- Thanks.

- No, no it's not a good thing!

- What are you talking about?

Jeremy what's wrong you
can talk to me, I'm here.

I'm right here.

- I can't have you.

So I went looking
for somebody else.

And I couldn't have her either

- what.

- I went to this bar,
pick-up on this girl.

And apparently
she had a boyfriend.

And he didn't like me.

- What did he do?

- I don't know
how this happened.

Somehow I can't stop
thinking about you.

I can't stop thinking about
touching you.

It consumes my mind.

But I can't because i
don't want to hurt you.

It's driving me crazy.

I see your smile
when I close my eyes.

Your smell lingers on me
sometimes.

It just makes things worse.

You bring me to life in a way
that I've never felt before.

I feel more connected
to another person

for the first time in my life.

And it's all because
I'm forcing it.

- Jeremy you're not
forcing anything.

Jeremy everything,

everything that I feel for you
is true.

- And how do you feel?

- I feel,

I feel like I like you.

- You like me?

- Yeah.

- Jeremy!

Jeremy!

- Don't.

The door's that way, just go.

- Why?

- Because you don't belong here.

- Jeremy I don't want you
to think that last night...

- just leave!

Before I change my mind.

I'm sure your family misses you
very much.

- I'll come back, it doesn't
have to change anything.

- I won't be here.

I'm a criminal now, they're
going to come looking for me.

- No they won't because i
won't tell them anything.

- They won't...

- I'll say that I ran away.

- They won't believe you.

- Yes they will.
I can convince them.

- No you can't.

They already know
what happened to you.

I read about it online.

I don't want to cause you
any trouble.

Look I can't stay here
anymore and neither can you.

Jen, you know
what the situation is.

I kidnapped you and kept
you confined in my basement.

For my own personal enjoyment.

And I know that carries a
very long prison sentence.

I'm sorry about what I did
to you.

- I'm not.

- Jen.

- Jeremy why are you letting me
go now?

- Because, I love you.

- Jeremy please.

- No, you're not making this
any better.

Go home.

- No please.

- You're not making this
any better, okay.

Just go home.

- Will I see you again?

- I don't know.

- Jeremy!

- Hey, hey.

Are you, are you okay?

Hey hey, are you okay, hello.

You want a ride or something,
can I take you somewhere?

Why are you lying on the side
of the road?

- And that's it, he just let you
leave?

- Yeah.

- Has he tried to contact you?

- No.

- So you haven't seen him since?

- No.

- Jennifer I really need
you to think long and hard

about what we're doing here.

Withholding any kind of
information in an investigation

will earn you
a boatload of trouble.

- I'm not charging him with
anything, where is the crime?

- He committed a kidnapping.

That's where the crime is.

- And I'm not interested
in helping you.

- Maybe you're interested in
answering me one more question.

Is this your guy?

I knew it.

I fucking knew it.

That's Jeremy wilton,

the son of the highly
decorated Harry wilton,

who went missing along
with his son Jeremy.

Jeremy is the lead suspect
in the Stockholm killer case.

Does that look familiar.

Is that your little love nest?

And please don't insult
my intelligence,

because I'll just go and get
a warrant, and sample your DNA

with the DNA we found
at the crime scene.

Is that where you two made love?

Is that where you did it?

Let me ask you something,
when he let you just leave

did you happen to see,
or better yet,

did you happen to smell
all the dead bodies

that were in the back
of the field.

- What?

- Oh what you don't know
what I'm talking about.

I'm sorry you're so
oblivious to everything.

You see this, look at it.

I said look at it.

Open your eyes,
that's Jacob traymar.

- What are you insinuating?

- Well you see Jacob lived
on a nice little farm

he didn't have too much family,

he didn't have too much friends.

And when I found his body
it opened up

a whole new part of my case.

Do you know what happens when
police find a dead body Jen?

We go and we investigate
that victim's house.

And do you know what we found?

You know who that is?

That girl's name is Casey.

- You're free to go if you want.

- Over here, that's Veronica.

She went missing in December
of 2004.

This is Sarah.

She went missing in July
of 2005.

- You're free to go.

If you want.

Dance with me.

You smell so good.

- Are you seeing a pattern here,
Jen?

Are you seeing a pattern?

C'mon Jen even you can see it.

They're all young,
pretty, in their twenties.

This is my favorite.

I almost forgot
about Nicole here.

Nicole went missing December
of 2004.

- You're free to go,
if you want.

It's okay.

God you are so beautiful.

It's okay.

Ssssh, I know.

It's almost over.

- Wait, Jen, hold back
your little tears

because I haven't even
got to the good part yet.

You see we found traces of semen

in each and every one
of these women.

And there was no signs of
struggle, no signs of force,

which meant he took care
of them.

Which meant he showed
them affection and love.

And then he killed them.

He killed each and every
one of them.

He had consensual.

He had sex with them.

And then he ended their lives.

You see her.

Stabbed right through her chest.

He took a crowbar and
bludgeoned her to death with it.

Multiple stab wounds and
watched her bleed out.

He took a knife and stuck
it in the back of her neck.

Put together the pieces, you
know what I'm talking about.

My theory,

is the subject uses
the Stockholm syndrome,

and he bends all their will
and then he takes their life.

Theoretically probably
because he's been abused

by an authoritative
figure his entire life.

- Jeremy.

- Oh Jeremy, Jeremy can't help
you now.

Jeremy, Jeremy, shut up about
Jeremy and just wake up.

Wake up!

Jen you're girl number five.

Number five in this house.

You see there was a
lake-house in New Hampshire,

six girls there.

A little dilapidated
run down shack in Utah,

three girls there.

All the same.

He willingly broke you all down

and fucked you,
and you liked it,

and the sad sick demented
thing, I think you loved him.

Even crazier enough to me,
he may even love you back.

He did let you go right?

Free little Jen.

It's pathetic.
Does it really matter now?

You have wasted so much of time

and had me running
around in circles.

It really doesn't matter now,
does it?

No I didn't think so.

You know what, in fact
I'm willing to think

that he's stalking some
new girl right now.

He's ready to make his move
right now.

You know what, you make
me sick to my stomach.

Remember all of their faces.

You can look through my file

you can do whatever the hell
you want.

Thank you for all your help.

You can go home now.

- You're free to go,
if you want.

- Wait, Veronica, I just
want to say goodbye.

Oh you're in the barn.

Nobody every goes in the barn.

You are one predictable cunt.

I'm sorry, where are my manners?

I'm sorry, look,
just please come out.

Come on.

Come out.

Why are you hiding?

Hey, remember that time
in the basement?

The candles,
i made you that chicken.

We could do that again.

Come on let's do that again.

I'll even throw in
some apple pie.

Come on, come out.

Come out.

Come out or I'll
bash your fucking skull in.

I'm sorry, I'm sorry.

See what you do to me.

This is you.

This is all your fault.

Where are you going, come on.

Have it your way.

- Please, please...

- you are a stupid
fucking bitch.

God will you just fucking die
already.

You used to be so pretty,
now look at you.

Now look at you!