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- Some guy. Who? What?

I- I don't know.

He just started talking.

- So he recognized your voice then?

- No. I don't think so.

I mean, it was noisy on his end.

It was construction or something.

Whose side are you on

anyway, man?

Wait a minute.

You think I'm with them?

He talked to you.

He recognized your voice, right?

- Let's tie this motherf***er up.

- Yeah.

Wait a minute.

I picked up the phone.

The caller asked if I was so-and-so.

I said, "No, so-and-so's in the john."

Then he asked if I was someone else. I didn't

know what to say, so I just changed the subject.

- Bullshit!

- What was I supposed to say?

"Hey, buddy, I can't remember jack sh*t.

Could you please tell me what's goin' on?

We've all beaten the hell out of each other

here and fried our brains in the process."

- Does that make any sense to you?

- Think about it.

He talked to you.

He recognized your voice, man.

He didn't know who I was.

He asked if I was two different people.

He didn't know.

I'm not on the caller's side.

Well, somebody in here's

gotta be.

I'm not on anybody's side.

- Captain, it's back.

- What?

The tracking signal- it's back.

It's headed due east from our location.

What's the signal strength

on that thing?

- It'll hold for about two miles.

- All right. Start putting a tail on it.

Captain,

I saw one of the guys.

- Who?

- One of the pickup guys walked right past me.

- Can you I.D. him?

- Yeah. Yes, sir.

Curtis, hold on.

Anderson's coming with you.

They're headed

toward the interstate.

- I got a good look at one of 'em.

- Did you?

Promise me next time

you'll do more than just look.

Come on.

Let's make the call.

No, no. We all agreed. He gets back here.

We all make the call together.

Hey, let's go!

Hey!

Look.

I found the f***ing keys.

Yeah, you got keys

and no car.

You got a holster and no gun and you got

a cellphone in a million pieces downstairs.

- It's making perfect sense, isn't it?

- What can I say?

Just relax, all right?

- They're coming to kill us.

- You don't know that.

What do you think they're diggin' out there,

huh? They're puttin' a pool in?

- What do you think you're doin'?

- Orderin' a pizza.

- Give me the phone!

- No!

What's the matter, pal?

Huh?

You feelin'

a little guilty?

Huh?

You wanna make a phone call?

Go ahead. Dial 911.

- Go ahead. Yeah, you're innocent.

- Yeah.

- 'Cause you know how you

broke your nose, right? Sure.

- I know what I know, okay?

What the hell are you doing?

Are you insane?

That was our ticket out of here!

Yeah, it's our ticket,

all right.

Oh, sh*t.

A cop. It's a cop.

No. Security guard.

What have you f***ers

got me into?

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