A Stranger Is Watching Page #3

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I'll be outside.

Let me out.

Please. I can't breathe.

Listen, girlie...

...if you wanna get out of here alive,

keep your mouth shut. Understand?

I seen the window

outside was open.

I came in, went upstairs...

...and I shut it.

- That was the first I knew of it.

- Knew of what?

Nothing.

I mean, I seen the window was open,

but I didn't think nothing of it at the time.

Maybe I should've.

Do you think I should've?

Did you tell anyone

that you were going out tonight?

I can't think.

No. I don't think so.

Wait a minute.

Three, two, one.

- Peterson residence.

- Hello. Sharon Martin, please.

It's for Miss Sharon.

Who is it?

Who's calling, please?

My name's Kurner. She knows me.

Would you put her on the phone, please?

Tell him she's gone back to the city.

I'm sorry, Mr. Kurner, she just left.

She's gone back to the city.

- Thank you.

- You're welcome.

Come on. This van over here. Come on.

- Go watch.

- I'm going.

- Come on. Forget it.

- Come on.

Hello.

- Man, you wanna be cool with the noise?

- I'm sorry.

- What the f*** was that?

- I don't know.

- I heard it again.

- It's in there.

What the goddamn...?

Get the f*** away from that truck!

I'll kick your ass, motherfuckers!

You better run.

I'll kill you, you little sick punks!

F***ing people.

F***ing people.

Listen up, b*tch.

That little girl is gonna die

if you get cute. Get me?

Don't scream, don't yell or nothing.

Put this on so that no one recognizes

the famous Sharon Martin.

Move.

God, let her out of the bag...

You'll be nice to me if I do?

- I'm gonna show you some things.

- Please...

The little girl.

You can have anything you want.

I know, Sharon.

I know I can have anything I want.

Julie. Are you okay?

- I threw up.

- It's okay.

All right. Cut the sh*t.

You want to stay alive?

You just sit tight.

You don't move.

I can kill you any time I want.

I don't give a rat's ass.

What are you gonna do to us?

I'm scared.

So am I, honey.

Oh, God. So am I.

Hey, you!

- What are you doing down here?

- None of your f***ing business.

Listen, you p*ssy.

What do you got in that bag?

I got a bottle. You want a drink?

I was in the United States

Marine Corps 27 years.

I had a pension and a goddamn jeep

of my own any time I wanted it.

I don't need your bottle, p*ssy.

I bet you got no pecker.

Let's see your pecker, huh?

P*ssy.

P*ssy!

Hello?

Where?

A man on the telephone

said this would be in my mailbox.

Be careful with it, Steve.

I got your daughter and I got the girl.

You wanna see them alive,

it'll cost you $ 182,000.

Don't call the cops.

Don't play hero.

Tomorrow at 10 a. m.,

I want you to be at the phone booth...

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