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- Oh, fuck, fuck, I don't know.

Oh, God, oh, Jesus Christ.

Oh, God, no, oh, God.

Oh, God.

Oh, fuck.

Oh, fuck.

Oh, God.

Oh, no.

Oh, my God, oh, thank God.

Okay, okay.

Oh fuck, oh, God, oh, God.

Fuck.

Shit.

Fuck.

Fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck.

No, no, no, no.

Fuck, oh, shit.

Oh, fuck.

Oh, shit.

Oh, God.

Jesus Christ.

Oh, man, fuck.

No, no, please.

Please leave me alone.

Please don't do this.

No, please, please leave me alone.

Please don't do this.

No, please, no, no, leave me alone.

Please, no, no.

Oh, my God.

Jesus Christ.

- Mr. McNeary.

- Yeah. Yes.

Are everything okay?

- Yeah. Yeah.

I think I fell asleep.

- That's probably that newborn

keeping you up all night.

First six months, like bootcamp.

- Yeah. Yeah, probably right.

Oh, hey, I'm all good with the cleaning for today.

- I'll come back later.

Oh, there was a package for you downstairs.

You have a good night now.

Andy, my boy, got a second?

- Yeah. Yeah, George.

- Mr. Jensen.

- Yeah, sorry about that.

- No, yeah.

Everybody gets a little cocky when they get a promotion.

I'm gonna need you to step up big this weekend, fella.

Finally got me a tee time at Augusta.

No way in hell I'm gonna,

don't you fuck me on this.

- Oh, no, sir, I would never.

- I'm leaving you in charge.

Right?

Don't make me sorry that I gave you

that little bitty promotion, huh?

- I will not do that, sir.

- Good, excellent. Excellent, good.

See you next week.

- Have a good time, sir.

Oh, sh.

Hello?

Hey, you left your cleaning cart

in front of the elevator again.

Hello?

Going down.

Mommy.

- Sweet dreams, little Abby.

I think we're all set, babe.

I gotta say, that does not sound like a very happy baby.

I think she knows you're going out.

- Gimme a break, Andy.

She's an infant, she doesn't know.

It's just one night, I think you'll be able to handle it.

You are gonna take that into the living room, right?

- Yeah, of course.

- And you're gonna listen to it, right?

- Like a hawk.

- I'm not joking, Andy.

When was the last time you changed her?

- I don't know, a couple hours ago.

That's probably why she's crying.

Oh, come on, Andy, I'm all cleaned up.

- I know, you look like you're going on a date or something.

- Yeah, well, if my husband wasn't so cheap

and would spring for a babysitter,

I'd be going out with him instead of with the girls.

- I'm an assistant bank manager, babe.

You know we can't afford that kinda stuff.

Hey, I got this.

We'll be fine. Don't worry.

Oh, man, I got so much work to do tomorrow.

- Well, I'm sure we won't be out too late.

Have they caught anyone yet?

- Not that I'm aware of, but,

supposedly they have some leads or something.

- Well, either way, tonight you're a father.

- Yes. That is my focus.

- And you're gonna warm up the bottles

just like I showed you?

- Yeah, hot water, no, microwave.

Protect the proteins and enzymes.

- It's important.

- I know.

- Keep the monitor with you.

- The whole time.

Oh.

- Go ahead.

- You sure?

- Yeah.

- Go for Andy.

So you're not with cyber security,

you're with cyber fraud?

Huh, okay, got it.

Frank, nice to meet you.

Yes, Andy.

No, no, I'm not the point man.

No, I'm just the assistant bank manager

and the guy who gets everything dumped in his lap

when you know who goes outta town.

Oh, wow, so this is a progress report.

Yeah, that's quite impressive.

I had no idea you guys had that capability.

Yeah, those are some pretty good leads, Frank.

Yeah, you guys have been some busy little bees down there.

Oh, you need my permission?

For what, exactly?

Employee transactional reports.

Yeah, I'm not sure if that's in my jurisdiction.

No, I'd prefer to...

You know what?

I'm feeling a little put on the spot here, Frank,

if you know what I mean.

Yeah, okay, speak to you soon.

Hey, little Abby.

Sweet dreams little Abby.

- Hey, you've reached Allie,

I'm away from the phone right now.

Probably feeding our precious little Abby

or taking care of Andy.

Leave a message and I swear I'll get back to you.

- Hey, babe.

Just checking in, seeing how you guys are,

where you ended up.

Anyway, we're both doing great over here.

Thanks for asking.

I fed both of us multiple times

and we're both growing rapidly.

And you'd be very pleased to know

that I have changed three diapers,

two number twos, and one number one.

So I'm officially the world's greatest dad over here.

Okay. Have fun.

Amy brought her stuff?

Let's see.

Yeah, she did.

Did she leave her key?

Yeah, she left it,

but she took the telephone.

And she left her window open again.

Surprised the alarm didn't go off.

You okay?

Yeah, just thinking.

About what?

About us, about this.

- Oh, shit.

I'm coming, I'm coming.

There you go.

There you go, little Abby.

You're okay.

Nighty nights little one.

Sweet dreams little Abby.

Nighty night, Abby, nighty nights.

Ah, I'm gonna go to sleep.

Oh, God.

Hello?

Has anyone seen a way out of here?

Like a trail or something?

I need to go home.

I need to get to my daughter.

Please.

Hello?

Is there anybody here?

I need to get back to my baby daughter, she needs me.

♪ Mommy ♪

- Shit.

I'm coming, Abby, baby, I'm coming.

Abby?

Oh, God.

Abby?

Oh, shit.

Fuck.

Abby?

Abby?

Fuck.

Oh, my God.

Someone took my baby.

Someone took my fucking baby.

I can't believe this is happening.

Fuck, fuck, fuck, oh, my God.

Oh, God.

No, no, no, Abby, Abby, baby, baby, Daddy's here.

Shh, shh, he's here. It's okay.

It's okay, baby.

It's okay.

Abby?

Abby?

No, no, no, no, no, Abby?

Oh, fuck, shit, shit, shit, shit.

Okay, okay, you gotta call, you gotta no matter what.

Okay, okay, you gotta call, fuck.

Oh, come on.

You don't really wanna dial that last number, Andy.

You're gonna get into a lotta trouble.

Not to mention, you're never gonna see your baby again.

Yeah, this is really happening

whether you wanna believe it or not, Andy.

So, put the phone down.

Put the phone down now!

Good. That's a good boy.

- Who are you, where did you take my daughter?

Where is she?

You bring my daughter back, do you hear me?

You bring her back.

So help me, God, if you hurt her,

if you hurt one hair on her little head,

I will hunt you down.

I will make you pay.

Do you hear me? Hello?

Goddammit, fuck that, I am calling.

If you dial that last one,

you will never see your daughter again.

And the police and your wife will hear

all about your indiscretions.

You know, the ones at work?

And your life will be over.

We know everything. Stop pretending.

If you ever want to see your baby girl again,

if you'd ever like to see her do a ballet recital,

graduate high school, college, get married,

blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah.

You will do exactly as I say,

and when I say, vanilla ice cream, Andy McNeary.

With no deviations, no fucking around.

Do you understand?

Do you understand?

Do you understand, Andy?

- Yes. Yes, I understand.

Good, 'cause it's gonna take some commitment.

Specifically $250,000 of commitment.

- I don't have that.

I don't have that kinda money.

Oh, I don't have that.

I don't have that kinda money.

I just, I work in a bank, where would I find money?

Oh.

- I can't just walk into the branch.

There are cameras and alarms everywhere.

You're playing dumb and you know it.

Remember when I referenced your little indiscretions at work

and the police knowing about them?

Hey, don't get all silent on me.

Do you remember when I talked about that?

- Yes. Yes, it's just...

Stressful, oh.

It's by design.

Now, I'm gonna give you 15 minutes or so

to pull yourself together,

and then you're gonna go get that money.

And Andy, don't do anything stupid.

- Wait, what?

What do I do?

Hello?

Wait, hello, what do I do?

Hello?

Fuck!

Fuck.

Hey there, babe.

Oh, yeah, yeah, everything's great over here.

No, Abby's sleeping away in her crib like a little angel.

Yep.

Sorry I missed your call earlier.

Just changing another poopy diaper.

Yeah.

My voice doesn't sound weird to me.

Okay.

You have fun, babe, you do that.

Okay?

Okay, I gotta go now, I gotta go, bye, bye.

Hey, Frank, no, it's Andy.

Andy McNeary, the assistant bank manager.

We just spoke earlier.

Yeah.

I just wanted to just say

the work you and your team is doing is really spectacular.

Yeah, you're welcome.

Well, I actually gave more thought to your request

and I've reconsidered.

I'm happy to give you guys permission

to do whatever you and your team need to do.

Yeah, you're welcome.

However, I do need you to help me out with something.

Well, I was wondering if you guys could track down

the whereabouts of a baby monitor?

A baby monitor.

You know, folks put 'em in a room with their babies

so they can hear 'em from another room.

You know what, Frank, I may not be as technically savvy

as you and the rest of your team,

but that does not give you the right

to treat me like some kind of goddam idiot.

I'm actually your boss,

and I would appreciate it if you treated me as such.

I know you got a lot of work to do.

Yeah, catching all those white collar criminals

and solving all those cases of horrific bank fraud.

You're not helping me, I ain't helping you.

Well, I guess you'll just have to

go over my head Monday morning, won't you?

Goodnight Frank.

You're 15 minutes are almost up snowflake.

Wow, Andy, I did not pin you for a spineless coward,

but hey, life is full of surprises.

I guess you think you can out run this.

Abby, go ahead and make some noise for your father.

Let him know you're still alive.

And then here's what you're gonna do.

You're gonna go to the next ATM

and then the next, and then the next.

And then you're gonna go to the next ATM and the next,

and the next, and the next.

And then you're gonna go to the next ATM and the next.

And the next.

Then you're gonna go to the next ATM.

And then you're gonna go to the next one.

And then you're gonna go to the next one

until you have all the $250,000.

And then you're gonna go to the drop.

It's gonna be so exciting.

And I'm gonna tell you how you're gonna get there.

And you're gonna do everything exactly to the T.

And then, that's it, really.

I need you to stop playing dumb.

We know you've been making random, anonymous,

prime numbered withdrawals all over the city for 29 months.

We know about the card, the magnetic strip, the algorithm.

You play that, "Oh, shucks, little old me,

I know nothing about technology,

I'm just assistant bank manager."

We know the truth, and soon everyone else will too.

Why do you think they want your permission

for employee transaction records, genius?

If you don't follow our instructions,

you'll never see your little princess again.

You don't want that shit on your conscience.

Now, I want you to take the monitor with you.

Listen to everything I say, or you'll miss the instructions.

Did you hear everything I said?

Do you understand?

Andy?

- Yes.

Yes, what?

- Yes, sir.

Louder.

- Yes, sir.

I don't fucking believe you.

- I'll do whatever you want, I will take the monitor.

I will get the money.

Just please don't hurt her, that's all I ask.

Good.

And Andy, don't assume anything.

You're running out of time, Andy.

- Just making sure we're clear.

Don't forget to put your hood up.

We don't want you getting caught

before you get us all our money.

I'm sure your daughter will appreciate the gesture as well.

Who is it?

Who is it, Andy?

You need to answer me or our little deal is off.

Who is calling you?

- It's my wife, Allie.

Well, pick it up,

you don't want her thinking something strange is going on.

Like your baby has been kidnapped

and you're currently on the lamb

pillaging ATMs all over town to get her back.

Pick it up and put it on speaker.

Andy, can you hear me?

- Yeah, I hear you.

What?

- I said I can hear you.

Is everything okay?

- Oh yeah, everything's fine.

What?

I said everything is fine.

Hold on, hold on, hold on.

Yeah, whatever's sweet and has lots of alcohol in it.

- Allie.

Oh my god, you're so bad.

No, it's my husband.

Yeah, I'm married.

I also have a three-month-old, could you believe that?

- Okay, I'm gonna go now.

Everything all right at home, Andy?

- Fuck.

Hello?

No, I did not hang up on you.

I think you hung up on me, actually.

Well, you know, you're a little bit drunk, taking shots.

People are supposedly "Bad" or whatever.

How would you even know?

No, I'm not jealous.

No, that's not true, I don't do that all the time.

Hello, Allie?

Fuck.

Stay focused, Andy.

You've got money to get, a drop to do,

a baby daughter to get back.

Focus.

How much did you get?

- 15. I think.

You think?

- Shit.

Care to elaborate?

- There must be something I don't know about,

like some internal safeguard or mechanism they put in place.

Maybe in response to all these withdrawals I'm making.

You're telling me

you never tried to get more?

- I always kept it low on purpose, so I didn't, you know.

Get caught and thrown in jail.

For being a dirty thief and a little white collar criminal.

You little piece o' shit.

- I was gonna say, "Arouse suspicion," but, yeah.

Well, I guess you're gonna have to stop

being so careful and precious

and speed this whole fucking thing up

or you're not gonna make the next drop.

- I'll make the drop.

You better.

Or you'll never see your daughter, Abby again.

Trust me, that is not a threat, that is a promise.

What are you doing, Andy?

Earth to white collar criminal.

- We're at my work.

We need to get another card or two

in case this one stops working.

Hey, that's a great idea.

- Yeah, I know.

Don't get fucking cocky with me, Andy.

Guess who got you in all this trouble in the first place?

Get the goddamn cards

and let's just do this smoothly all right?

Going up.

- Oh, shit.

Andy, what the hell is going on?

- Janitor's here, I think he's gonna try to clean my office.

Just go in there and, you know,

tell him you forgot something.

- It's not gonna work, it's too suspicious.

Andy, what is going on?

Hello? Andy.

- What the fuck?

What is going on?

- The janitor, he's going through my desk.

He's going through all of my stuff.

Did he find the cards?

Andy, did he find the cards?

Jesus Christ, will you answer me?

It's no wonder your wife

is so fucking frustrated with you all the time.

Did he find the motherfucking cards or not, Andy?

Andy, did he find the cards?

- No, he found one card, but he didn't take it.

So we're good, Halle-fucking-lujah.

Get in there.

Okay.

For the love of God.

How long does it take to grab a couple cards?

- Oh, my God. Oh.

What the fuck, man?

I'm sorry.

There's, ATMs

to pillage, let's go. - Sorry about that.

Gimme one second.

Let's go, Andy, pick up the pace.

Oh, shit.

- Sorry, Mr. McNeary.

I thought that was you, you're here pretty late?

- Oh no, I just dropped by to pick this up.

Good old Mr. Jansen put me in charge this weekend,

so, had to drop by and retrieve this little sucker.

- Oh, that's good.

How's it working out?

The baby monitor?

- Oh, great, really great.

Been able to do a lot of multitasking

and, you can get some work stuff done too.

- You know,

I've been wondering where the heck I left this hammer?

It's been missing for a while.

- Yeah, yeah, I just found it in my desk of all places.

You know where that is.

Did I borrow this from you?

- No, no.

No, I don't think you did, I don't remember that.

You have a good night now.

- Thanks. You too.

Cover your tracks all you want, Andy.

It won't work.

- Yeah, we'll see.

Just act like you're another guy

in the middle of the night going the ATM,

getting tampons and milk for his wife.

Or saving his three-month-old baby daughter

from a roving band of psychotic,

scumbag, kidnapper douche bags.

Touche, Andy, that was pretty good.

"Douche bags," shut the fuck up and get to work.

And remember, don't be smart, it doesn't suit you.

- Shit.

Fuck.

Hey!

Fuck.

Goddammit!

Yeah, we're gonna have to add more targets.

Sounds a bit light.

- Yeah, I kind of dropped some,

and then this man ran it over.

All money is dirty, Andy,

go back and fucking get it.

- I did, after he got most of it.

And you didn't stop him?

No, I thought it was a bad idea.

Oh, let's not fucking mope about it.

There's still time.

I mean, not much, but, some.

- Could you roll your window down?

- Fuck.

Sir, roll your window down, sir.

Yeah, yeah.

Your window please.

- Okay, okay, I gotta turn the car on to do that.

Is that all right? - Yeah, yeah, go for it.

- Okay, just gimme a second.

- Sorry, I didn't mean to scare you.

- Oh, that's quite all right, officer.

What can I do for you tonight?

- You been drinking?

How many drinks have you had?

- Oh, I'm just a bit out of it.

Just a lot of stuff happening at work.

- That's a, "Yes, two drinks?"

- No, no, I have not had anything to drink, no alcohol.

- You got a little one at home?

- Yep.

That's her in her crib, crying her little face off.

- Alone?

- No, no, no, my wife is there.

We ran outta formula and she sent me out to get some.

- Well, that is quite the range you got on that unit there.

- Tell me about it.

- Duffle bag.

You working out afterwards?

Trying to get a little, you know, bench press in?

- Is there some kinda problem, officer, or can we just?

- Nah, there's no problem.

I saw you walk over there from that ATM

and then back this way.

It looked a little suspicious,

so, I figured I'd come check it out.

- Oh, well you know what they say in the exercise game?

Every step counts.

- Is that what they say, sir?

- At least at my gym.

- All right, you have yourself a good night.

- Okay, you too, sir.

- Hey, you know what?

I gotta ask just to appease my curiosity

as to what exactly that little monitor is?

I mean, where'd you get that?

My wife and I, we're expecting a kid

and I figured I'd surprise her with something.

Cute little owl, mind telling me?

- It's a Sun Star

RZ2600.

Pretty sure I got it off the internet.

- Sun Star, internet. All right, all right.

Hey,

good night.

You almost blew that, Andy.

- Yeah, I know.

Fifth and Alpine. Get moving.

- What the fuck?

Oh, Jesus, phone.

Okay. Okay.

Hello?

Yeah, Frank. What?

Yeah.

Oh, yeah.

Shit.

Dammit.

What kinda major activity?

Okay, that's great, Frank.

But why do I need to know about that?

Yeah, correct me if I'm wrong,

but it's your job to catch whatever criminal

is trying to rip this bank off.

You know what leads are worth?

They're worth jack shit.

Yeah, call me when you're about to arrest someone, okay?

Yeah. Good night.

Hello?

Hello?

oh, shit.

God, fuck.

Fuck.

Goddammit!

Fuck this motherfucking thing!

Goddammit!

Fuck!

I'm so sorry, Abby.

I'm so sorry, baby.

I'm so sorry, baby.

So sorry, baby.

I'm so sorry.

So sorry, baby.

Please.

I'm so sorry, Abby.

No way.

It worked.

Oh, shit, it worked.

Hello?

Hello, this is Andy.

This is Andy, Abby's father, do you hear me?

Please, I just want my daughter back, please.

I have the money.

Jesus Christ, Andy,

you really need to get a grip and calm down buddy.

She's here, she's fine, take a listen.

- Hey, baby, it's daddy.

You're okay.

Daddy's gonna come for you right now, okay?

Hey, hey, all right, that's enough

of all that tear jerking bullshit,

I need you to follow my drop instructions,

and I need you to follow them to a T.

The address is 451 Market.

The front is completely locked and secured,

but hey, Andy, you're gonna find a way in aren't ya?

Because I believe in you.

Just think of it as the burden you have to bear.

Earning your daughter back, paying for past transgressions,

for lying.

You just have to get inside no matter what it takes.

You'll see exactly what you're looking for.

You'll drop the cash, grab her,

and get the hell outta there.

Clean slate, free man.

No more nightmares.

Any questions?

- Jesus Christ, were those gunshots?

Probably,

you're not in Mayberry anymore, Andy,

so, watch your ass.

- I'm not from Mayberry.

This is not a fucking joke.

Get in there, make the drop.

You're running outta time.

Let's do this, hut, hut, hut, hut, hut!

Oh, Andy, you forgot something.

- Shit.

See next fall, Andy.

- How the hell am I supposed to get in here?

Well, you better figure that out,

and figure it out soon, 'cause time is running out.

- God, oh, come on.

Ugh, come on. Come on.

Ugh. Come on!

Come on!

Fuck.

What the hell is going on, Andy?

Where are you?

- Just trying to get in.

Nothing is open. It's all locked!

Oh, poor little bank manager.

Who can't get inside to save his daughter?

Poor, poor bank manager.

- Goddammit!

Come on, come on, come on.

Come on.

Oh, here we go.

Please, please, please.

Ooh, shit.

Hurry up, Andy.

Time is of the essence.

See that light at the end?

I want you to head towards it.

What, the light at the end there?

No, the light in your head.

Yes, the light at the end, keep heading towards it.

You're taking way too long, Andy.

I'm gonna have to do a countdown, 5, 4, 3.

There you go.

Drive towards the tunnel.

Drive towards the tunnel.

- Daddy's coming, Abby.

Daddy's coming, baby, Daddy's coming.

Daddy's coming.

Daddy's coming, baby.

Here he is, here he is.

Here he is.

No.

Abby?

Abby!

Abby, Abby, oxen free.

Abby?

Hello?

Hello.

No, please, no, please, just leave me alone.

Please leave me alone.

No.

Andy, are you there?

Andy, you there?

Andy,

where's the money, Andy?

Andy, where's the money?

Andy, do you hear me?

Do you have the money, are you there?

- Yeah, I'm here.

Well, don't just stand there.

Drop the money, take your baby, and get the hell outta here.

Do you hear me?

You're done. You can go.

Andy.

Hello?

Andy, why aren't you answering me?

Andy!

If you do not come back here and deliver the money,

you will lose your baby forever, do you understand me?

Andy where the fuck are you going?

This is not a fucking game.

Assistant bank manager, return to the fucking drop.

Andy, if you do not deliver the money

you will lose your baby

forever, do you hear me? - Son of a bitch.

Andy, get the fuck back and get the money.

Andy, oh, you're playing a vicious game here, Andy.

You think you're a tough guy, is that what's going on?

You think you're real tough?

Andy, I swear to God, what the fuck are you doing?

Andy, I know you're there, answer me.

You can't fucking run from this.

Andy.

- Fuck.

Goddammit! Ooh!

Fuck.

Fuck, fuck, fuck.

Motherfucker!

Fuck!

You're in such deep fucking shit, Andy.

- Where is she?

I did everything you asked.

I got you the money, I broke into the place!

I even electrocuted myself trying to recharge

your stupid fucking, nevermind.

Where is she? Just tell me, please.

She is fucking there, Andy,

and you fucking know it.

You need to go back to the drop.

You need to leave the money, just like I said.

- No, you know what was there?

Another baby monitor.

Stop playing fucking games with me.

- You are the only one playing games.

They're lying, Andy.

Don't listen to them, it's all a bluff.

Andy, are you there? We had a deal.

Now go back in there and leave the money

or we're gonna do the fucking unthinkable.

- No, no, no, no, please.

Do you hear that?

That's the sound of your baby daughter makes

when I grab one of her little fingers

with a rusty pair of pliers.

Andy, it's not real.

They don't really have your baby, trust me.

Who is that, who are you talking to?

Answer me. Who is that?

Andy, trust me.

Just get outta the car, I will help you.

That's it, you had your chance.

You're making me

pay for this? - Make you pay for this.

Okay, we're on to number two.

We're on to number two.

You chose your future. - It's your choice, Andy.

Fucking choose.

This is all over.

- You have my baby.

They have my baby.

You have my fucking baby!

Don't worry, Andy,

we're gonna take care of this, it's gonna be okay.

This is so fucked, who are you?

You have to trust me, I can help you.

But it starts with trust.

- I did everything they said.

No cops, nobody.

I got the money, I went there, I broke into a place.

They said they would give her back to me.

They strung you along

and they haven't delivered, have they?

- They lied to me, but they just lied.

Lied, and they lied.

I'm sorry about that, Andy.

But you have to move on.

You have to trust me and move on.

Or you'll never get your little Abby back.

Do you understand?

You don't have a lotta choices right now.

Time is running out, man.

Plus, what did following all their instructions

get you anyway?

- Got me nothing.

Now I can help you get your baby back,

but you need to follow my instructions.

Do you hear me, Andy?

- That's not my baby in there, right?

It's programmed like the voice.

The whole thing is smoke mirrors.

They've just been playing you.

Your baby's only got so much time.

Your little angel needs you, man.

And she needs her father to be brave and strong,

and she needs you to be that right now.

You won't be sorry, Andy, I promise.

I have really good news.

I'm officially in contact with people who have your baby,

and I'm setting everything up.

Just be patient and this will soon be over.

I want you to know that you've made

the single greatest mistake of your life back there, Andy.

You may think you've gotten away, but you have not gotten f.

- Hey, Frank.

Don't give up, Andy, we're real close.

- Can we cut to the chase here, so?

Oh, wow.

Okay.

Through the ATMs, huh.

Yeah, I would never have thought of that.

Yeah, it's pretty sneaky.

No, thanks so much for letting me know.

I'll put it in my report.

And, hey, Frank, I know this may sound a little silly, but,

you and your boys aren't watching me, are you?

Oh, no, forget I even said that, I'm sorry.

It's just the sleep deprivation speaking.

Yeah.

You know what, Frank, that's my wife on the other line.

Yeah. Yeah.

You know, mother's job never done.

Okay. Take care.

Goddammit.

Hey, babe.

Oh yeah, sorry, I was just asleep.

Oh, yeah, having the worst nightmare ever.

Oh, you're coming back home now.

Okay, Andy, I got the drop details.

Are you ready?

- I gotta go, Allie. She's crying.

Yeah, I'll see you later, bye babe.

Are you ready, Andy?

- Yeah, I am ready, I was born ready.

You got a pen?

- No, I don't have a pen.

What kind of assistant bank manager

are you?

- One without a fucking pen.

Can we just go get my fucking baby daughter back?

It would help if you start the car.

- Yeah, yeah, sorry. Starting.

Okay, now listen up,

you're gonna wanna get on the freeway going north

for nine and a half miles.

I know this has been a long and scary night for you, Andy,

but it's almost over.

We'll have you reunited with your baby, Abby, soon enough.

Hang in there.

You're gonna be a new man after this.

And you're gonna keep going.

Pass the tunnels.

It's gonna feel like forever,

all the way up into the mountains.

You're gonna exit towards the state park

and I'll guide you from there.

Hang in there, buddy.

You get to be a new man after this.

You get to be the new Andy.

New man.

New Andy.

You get to choose your destiny.

- I don't know about this place.

People who kidnap children

don't usually hide them in well lit places

where you can get yourself a million dollar coffee, Andy.

Let's just concentrate on the task at hand.

Getting your baby back.

The quicker we can get her,

the quicker you're on your merry way home

before your wife gets back.

- Okay. All right.

Do you see it yet, Andy?

- Do I see what?

Don't see anything.

Just wait. It's coming.

- What's coming?

I don't see anything.

You will.

- I see something.

Just hang back until I get a signal.

- I can't believe they just left her out here

in that thing.

They're kidnappers, Andy,

not grandmothers.

- You're not funny.

Look, if you don't want her back,

you can just take the money and go.

- What are you talking about?

I'm not doing that.

Good, then stop doubting me, Andy,

I've helped you when everybody else misled you,

I stepped up and helped you haven't I?

So just hang back until I get the signal.

- Okay.

Now what?

Just wait.

- For what?

You need to be patient.

- I've been patient.

Andy, you're not in control, okay?

Do not do something stupid here.

Just wait and trust me.

- You know what?

Fuck this, I'm gonna go get my daughter.

I appreciate everything you did for me,

but I am done being patient.

I'm warning you, don't do it, Andy.

- Hey, baby.

Hey.

Daddy's here, Abby.

No.

I'm sorry Andy, but did you really think

it would be that easy?

You fucking idiot, Andy.

I'm sorry, Andy,

but I told you to wait and you wouldn't,

and you wouldn't listen. - Hey, Andy.

I got your baby, I have her.

Lying, I actually have her

and she's fucking losing fingers!

Listen to me, Andy, trust me.

If you're gonna believe that,

you'll believe anything.

Andy, we all have your baby, Andy.

Fucking idiot, Andy.

Fucking idiot, Andy.

- You're all coming with me.

Andy you're a goddamn, fucking bank manager!

Fuck it.

Take your fucking baby monitor.

How do you like that?

Fucking baby monitor.

Who am I even hearing?

How do you like that?

Goddamn fucking baby monitor.

Dammit!

Fuck!

Fuck.

Fuck.

Fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck!

Fuck, fuck, fuck!

I'm so sorry, baby.

I'm so sorry, Abby.

Daddy's so sorry.

Yeah, those feelings of guilt

you're feeling, Andy, be honest with yourself,

this is all your fault.

If it weren't for you, your baby would be at home.

Your wife would be happy,

and you wouldn't be about to lose your job

and spend the next 15 years in a white collar prison.

It's all on you.

It's too late.

Too late.

Hey, sir. Mind rolling down that window again?

Sir, could you - Yeah, just.

- roll down the window please.

Sorry, I didn't mean to scare you.

Keep doing that tonight, don't I?

- Can I help you, sir?

- Yeah, you can.

You mind telling me what's the deal

with all these monitors all over your passenger side?

Yeah, why don't you

fucking tell him, Andy?

Trust me, I'd keep it to myself.

No, no, tell him the whole thing.

Yeah.

Don't leave out any of the details.

The details are good, especially.

The incriminating ones.

Tell him, Andy.

You can do it.

I'm happy to help.

Let Andy do it.

I'm real sorry, Andy.

You were just too easy.

The fucking jig is up.

Look his fucking face, I can't fucking believe it.

What stupid person you could possibly be.

Couldn't figure it out.

- No more games, hand over the bag and the money

and I'll be on my way.

There you go.

Please, please tell me she's alive.

Answer me!

We had a deal!

We had a deal, goddammit!

- Stop trying to be tough, Andy McNeary,

it doesn't suit you.

Someone will be along soon enough.

Oh, look, you're getting a phone call.

Let's see who that is.

Frank from Cyber Fraud.

Would you like me to answer it?

Maybe the two of you can have an old fashioned confessional.

I'm Andy, the bank manager, I stole all this money.

Nice doing business with ya.

- No, wait.

Please, I can get more money from the ATMs.

You know I can do that.

I'll get more money from the ATMs, please.

- Good luck.

- You can't take my car, please.

Please.

Please.

Please, come back, I need to get back to my daughter.

What the fuck?

Abby?

Oh shit.

- Oh, hey Andy.

Fancy meeting you here.

- Abby?

- Oh, yeah, she's not here.

What can I say?

We gave you chance, after chance, after chance.

And you just, you blew it.

You have no one to blame but yourself, Andy.

- Where's my daughter?

Where is she?

- What are you doing, Andy?

- Please fucking tell me!

You tell me right now, you motherfucker!

Where is she?

Why are you laughing at me?

Please tell me.

You give her back.

You give her back to me now!

- Poor Andy. People love the drama.

- Did everything you asked, just give her back!

- Without me, you're nothing.

- Whoa.

What the fuck?

Abby?

Oh shit.

- Andy.

- Hey.

- Where the hell have you been?

- What?

- Where were you?

I just got home and Abby was crying.

I was...

- What happened to your arms?

You okay, Andy?

- Wonder where everyone is?

- Probably all out catching criminals like you.

I want you to know that I was serious.

I really think that we should consider divorce.

I can't have someone around who endangers my daughter

and me.

- I don't think there's much danger

of me being around anymore anyway, so.

- Are you trying to get me to feel sorry for you?

- I was just trying to provide.

- Shut up, Andy.

- McNeary.

How many do you have?

Shh.

You've been a very, very, bad boy, Andy.

- Please.

- I'll put the monitor right there.

- How's it working out?

The baby monitor.

- Hello, my name is Andy McNeary, I was just promoted

to junior vice president.

Hey, Andy McNeary here, junior vice president.

Vice president.

Vice president.

Vice.

- Abby.

Abby. Got you, shit.

Oh, thank God.

Daddy's here.

I'm here for you.

Come here, baby.

Oh, God.

Oh, my God.

Oh, thank God.

Oh, baby.

Daddy's here.

Daddy's here.

Oh.

Oh, God.

Oh, thank God.

There, there, shh, shh, shh, shh.

It's okay, baby.

It's okay.

Daddy's here, baby.

Daddy's here.

He's here, Abby, it's okay.

I'm sorry I wasn't there for you, baby.

I'll try.

I'll try, I swear.

Oh, God.

Sweet dreams little Abby.

Ah.

- Is she okay?

- Yeah,

she's fine.

Go to sleep, Andy.

- I will.

Oh.

Sweet dreams little Andy.

Mommy.

- Oh, my God, oh, Jesus Christ.

Oh God, oh, oh God.