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-You 're making a big mistake.

-No, Gavin.

I 'm correcting one.

This isn 't just about you and me.

There are other people involved.

Powerful people. People who

don't like last minute changes!

The day I hired you,

do you know what I saw?

I saw a man who had nothing and

who was capable of everything.

I saw a man who deserved more.

A lot more.

Hell. I saw me.

I 'm not you.

Hey! Mr. Weaver.

I didn 't think you were still here.

-Everything okay?

-Yeah, I 'm okay, Eddie.

I bet you make a lot of overtime.

Working all these hours.

They don 't really pay us OT.

Yeah, they do, but...

you have to work like eighty

hours straight, you know.

The employee 's satisfaction isn 't

real big on their list, you know?

-One time I had my...

-I 'd love to hear about it...

but I have a few of my own

Goddamn problems, if you don 't mind.

Sorry, Mr. Weaver.

Eddie?

It 's not you. I 've just had

a real bad day, you know?

I understand.

Good night, Mr. Weaver.

What did you just do?

Eddie!

Sh*t!

That 's very funny.

That 's very funny!

You got me!

Sh*t!

Hello?

Son-of-a-b*tch.

You picked the wrong guy

in the wrong night.

You like f***ing up cars?

Hold on asecond.

Don't back up!

Want to see what some real damage

looks like? Let me show you.

I 'm right here. Where are you going?

Come on! Step out!

I'm right here!

Come on!

I'm right here! You want to

mess with somebody, right?

Want to see what it 's like? Step

outside of that piece of sh*t truck!

Sh*t!

Hello! Hey!

Anyone hear me?

-Excuse me.

-Oh, God!

I 'm so sorry. I didn 't mean to scare

you. My name is Tom Weaver.

I work on the 15th floor. Loftin.

I recognize you from the building.

-You work on the sixth floor, right?

-No, I don 't.

We must have shared an elevator. Or

something. Your name is Beth, right?

I 'm sorry.

This is really... awkward.

My car died.

So, I 'm stuck down here.

The stairwells are locked up and

the elevators, you need a pass card.

-And you don 't have a card?

-I do. I left mine in my office.

I was wondering maybe if

I could borrow yours for asecond.

-I 'm sorry, I can 't do that.

-Oh, I understand. I understand.

It 's two AM, I 'm asking you for your

pass card. I know how this looks.

You have no idea how it looks.

Wait asecond.

No, I 'm not trying to scare you.

I just need a lift up to security.

-lf you can drop me off.

-No, I 'm not dropping you anywhere.

-I don 't know you.

-Beth, I 'm in trouble here.

There 's a truck down here

that 's trying to kill me.

Holy sh*t!

He thought I'd blow the whistle.

He hired somebody to take me out.

Sh*t! Beth, listen, I cannot get

stuck down here. You understand?

I've got a couple of hours

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