Buried

Help! Help! Help!

Come on, What's...

What's the number?

What's the number?

F***!

Where is it?

- 911, please hold.

- No! Wait! Wait!

Yes, 911.

Hello, i'm buried.

You have to help me.

You have to help me, I can't breathe...

Sir...

I'm buried in a coffin. Please

help me! Send someone to find me...

- Sir... slow down. What is your name?

- Paul. Paul Conroy

Okay, Mister Conroy. Can you tell

me your location?

I don't know. I'm in a coffin.

I don't know where.

Please help me.

I'm scared.

- You're in a coffin?

- Yes.

It's, like, one of those old,

wooden ones.

- Are you at a funeral home?

- No. I don't know. No.

- How are calling me right now?

- What?

If you're buried in a coffin, where

are you calling from?

A cell phone. There was an old

cell phone in the coffin.

- You're calling from your cell phone?

- Yes, yes, yes...

No. It's not mine, but yes,

I'm calling from a cell phone.

There was a cell phone in the

coffin when you climbed in?

Yes... Wath?

I didn't climb in.

- How did you end up in the coffin, sir?

- I was put here.

- In the coffin?

- Yes. Please, help.

And you're saying

the coffin is buried?

Yes. I'm a truck driver, an

American.

It's... it's hot in

here and I can't breathe.

Do you know your location, sir?

I... I told you.

Somewhere in Iraq.

- Please, help me!

- Iraq?

Yes. I'm a truck driver, an

American. I work for CRT.

- Are you a soldier, sir?

- No. Please, you have to listen to me.

I'm a truck driver. An American.

I'm a civilian contractor working in Iraq.

We were attacked

in Baqubah, they shot...

They shot them.

All of them.

- They shot who, sir?

- All of the other drivers.

And you're saying this happened in

Iraq? The country?

Yeah! Please

Listen to me, okay?

Listen, they gave me a safety

number, and it in my wallet...

And I don't know were it is now.

Mister Conroy, this is 911

emergency in Youngstown, Ohio.

- Ohio?

- Yes, sir.

I'm not sure exactly how

you called here...

if you're in

another country...

But if you'd like...

I can patch you through to the

Sheriff's Department.

No... you don't underst...

Forget it.

Pick up, pick up, please.

Thanks for calling the Conroy's.

We're not home right now.

Please leave a message at the beep.

Thanks.

Yeah, Linda!

Linda, honey, it's me.

I need you to contact the National

Guard right away... Or the Pentagon.

Tell them we were attacked in the

Diyala Provence, in Baqubah.

They need to find me, okay?

Please, baby.

Help them find me.

Hi, this is Linda.

Please leave a message.

Thanks and have a great day.

Linda, Linda! I need you

to call me right away, okay?

Call me at this number.

This is an absolute emergency.

Call me at the number that comes up

on your screen, right away.

Okay? I don't know what

the hell is going on...

I'm buried in a

box...

I'm buried in a

box...

I can't breathe in here.

Call me right away.

Please, baby.

What city and state, please?

Um... I don't know.

The F.B.I. wherever they are.

Do you have a specific city you'd

like to be connected to?

Anywhere, any city.

Just connect me to the F.B.I.

Sir, I have F.B.I. field offices

listed in Boston...

- Chicago, New York, Philadelphia, New Have...

- It doesn't matter.

Any city, Anywhere!

just connect me, please!

I'm sorry, sir,

but I'm not allowed to do that.

- Chicago, fine! Chicago, okay?

- There's no need to be rude, sir.

Please hold for your number.

The number you requested,

...can be connected for an additional

charge of twenty-five cents...

by pressing the number one.

Chicago field office.

Special Agent Harris.

- Is this the F.B.I.?

- Yes it is, sir.

I'm calling from Iraq. I'm buried

in the desert somewhere.

- I need you to help me...

- Whoa, whoa, sir. Slow down.

- When were you in Iraq?

- Now. I'm there now.

I'm a truck driver for CRT.

I've been here for nine months.

- May I have your name please, sir?

- Paul Conroy.

Paul Conroy.

Okay, Paul,

explain to me what's going on.

Me and a convoy of other drivers...

Were delivering some kitchen

supplies to a community center.

Some kids started

throwing rocks at the trucks.

Then an IED went off up ahead and

blew up one of the other trucks.

And these guys came out

from behind the houses...

with guns and started shooting everyone...

right there on the street.

Were you shot at?

I don't know!

I don't know. I was way in the

back of the convoy.

I guess I got hit in the head with

one of the rocks and blacked out.

That's the last thing I remember.

And I woke up here,

tied up in a coffin.

- Who put you there?

- I guess whoever ambushed us.

- A bunch of kids?

- No, no, no.

The kids threw the rocks at us.

but then some Iraqi guys... maybe

insurgents, I don't f***ing know...

They just popped out and started

shooting everybody right there on the street.

I thought you said they didn't

shoot at you.

They didn't, I don't know!

But they shot them!

Sir, you're going to have

to stop shouting...

I'm shouting because

you're not listening to me!

I need you to help me!

Okay, okay, okay!

Can you trace my call?

GPS or something?

Why is it that they

didn't shoot you?

I don't know, I have no idea.

They didn't, that's all I know.

What's your social

security number?

Why? Why?

Who cares?

I'm buried in the

middle of the f***ing desert!

Who cares what my social

security number is?!

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