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MICHAEL:
Hey! You gotta tell us

what's going on in here, Eddie.

- EDDIE:
I'm trying.

- MICHAEL:
Yo.

MICHAEL:
What is going on

in here, man?

- Jeffrey, what's going on?

- JEFFREY:
We're okay. We're okay.

EVE:
Do you hear that?

Sh*t.

That was very interesting.

I think I'll take you up

on taking one of those.

I don't think

I need to remind you

about the last few times

you took prescription meds.

- What happened?

- I'm allergic to them.

I break out in airbags, okay?

- EVE:
Totally different situation.

- Okay.

Were you here

in '93?

My friend Paulie

got hurt pretty bad.

Man, I started riding in '93.

That was... just crazy.

JEFFREY:
Intercom's dead.

Phone lines are down.

The noises,

the shockwave.

I thought about that.

- Really?

- EVE:
What?

I didn't wanna say

anything about it.

TINA:
Wait,

what happened in '93?

A group of Jihadists drove a van into

the basement of the North Tower,

about a thousand pounds

of explosives on board.

Yeah, six people died,

hundreds got hurt.

My friend Paulie

lost his leg.

The bad guys thought

if they detonated the bomb

that the North Tower would

topple into the South,

bringing them both down.

Look, I understand how

we're all feeling.

I understand the protocol.

But my gut

is telling me...

We have to get out of here.

We have to get out of here now.

F*** this sh*t.

Wanna give me a hand, please?

Try that sh*t one more time.

Come on, one, two...

- Come on. Come on, come on!

- JEFFREY:
Christ.

- EDDIE:
Two, three!

- EVE:
Pull!

- (Eddie and Jeffrey straining)

- EVE:
Harder.

Oh, it's not working.

F***!

METZIE:
Please, can...

anybody... hear me? Hello?

Metzie, it's Eddie!

- It's Eddie!

- Eddie! Where the hell are you?

Man, I am so happy to hear

your voice right now, listen.

Metzie, we're on the 38th,

37th floor somewhere,

in the North Tower.

What the f*** is going on

out there?!

Baby, you're not gonna

believe this.

Some fool hit the tower

with like a little

propeller plane or something.

Get the f*** out,

are you kidding me?

METZIE:
No, I'm telling

you the truth.

Somebody hit the damn thing

with a little plane!

EDDIE:
No sh*t.

Is there a lot of damage?

I don't know, baby,

I don't know.

It's some sort of...

I don't know.

It hit the 90th floor.

All the elevators seem

to be down.

I'm watching a live feed

outside the building,

and I can tell you,

it doesn't look good.

Listen, there's five of us

in here, including me.

We're all good right now.

Well, do you have any water?

You have stuff to drink?

- EDDIE:
Uh...

- EVE:
I got this.

EDDIE:

Yeah, we got some water.

And a granola bar.

I'm just saying,

you know,

it might take a little while

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