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Congratulations, Shane.

You just f***ed up

the whole operation.

I'm sorry, Max.

I just got here.

That's my name!

That's my f***ing name!

I know that's your name.

That's why I said it.

What are you doing?

I'm sweating my ass off

in that thing.

Dude...

She saw his face.

She knows my name.

We're f***ed.

I guess it doesn't matter now.

I'm sorry, guys, Jesus!

I'm... I'm just here

to drive, you know?

You know, Jack and I,

we're brothers in arms.

We're... We were in

combat together.

You know, he needs

a favor, I oblige.

I don't know who this squirrel

dick in the back thinks he is.

He can't talk to me like that.

Did you just call me a

f***ing squirrel dick?

Max, cool it, dude.

Don't point a loaded gun

at somebody

unless you intend

to pull the trigger.

Huh.

You're f***ed up.

What did you do over

there in Afghanistan?

Did you ever drive a Humvee

through a f***ing minefield?

I've f***ing seen it, man.

I've seen it all.

I know you have, buddy.

Just calm down, alright?

I know you know.

Your f***ing friend here

needs an education

in dealing with the pressure.

I'm f***ing calm.

All right, Emma.

We don't want to hurt you.

We just want you to

calmly state that you're OK.

Oh...

Ah, sh*t.

Where are those damn onions?

Ahh!

Hey, dad.

It's me, Emma.

I know we haven't

talked in four years,

and believe me,

if I had it my way,

we wouldn't be

talking right now.

I've been kidnapped.

I know you're probably pissed.

I am, too, but I guess,

in your line of work,

sh*t happens, right?

Please just read from the paper.

They want five million dollars.

Now, you see I couldn't

tell them that there's not

a snowball's chance in hell

that you would pay that much

for a daughter

that you disowned,

but I think they're too stupid to

comprehend that metaphor.

Call them when you see

this video on this number.

There's three of them, Dad,

and they're f***ing amateurs.

Go ahead, Shane.

OK, she just said that she

hadn't talked to her father

in four years.

I mean, what makes you

think he's going to pay?

He's too high profile a man to

face an embarrassment like this.

He'll pay.

How do you know

so much about me?

My name, my address, my dad.

We're friends on Facebook.

Are you f***ing kidding me?

Not at all.

Let me just go ahead

and pull us up real quick.

Status update.

"I'm bored as hell."

"I'm going to be trapped

in my house all day long

"studying for my

psychology final.

"Come through the

backdoor, Bobby,

LOL."

LOL?

Yeah, laugh out loud, you know,

staring at what a

piece of sh*t you are.

Oh, well, that's very well easy

for a rich b*tch like you

to criticize, isn't it now?

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