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dollars. If they did, I wouldn't be here.

From Embassy.

I don't know, yeah, yeah...

If you let me out of here,

they'll pay you the money. Yeah!

Nine PM, five million money.

what's her number?

What city and listing, please?

Hastings, Michigan.

I'm looking for Donna Mitchell.

I have two Donna Mitchells, sir.

One on Federal Road and one on

Ardmore Avenue.

Ardmore Avenue...

No. Sh*t, I don't know.

- Just give me that one.

- Ardmore Avenue?

- Yes, Ardmore Avenue.

- Please hold for your number.

The number you requested,

can automatically be dialed...

Come on!

Where is everybody?

Hello?

Donna, it's Paul.

Hey, how's it going?

I need to talk to Linda.

She's not answering her phone.

- I've been taken hostage by...

- Fooled you

I'm not really home.

But if you leave a message, I'll

get back to you as soon as I get in.

Bye-bye.

Donna, I need to talk to Linda.

It's an absolute emergency.

Have her call me.

Use star sixty-nine and have her call me

to this number I'm calling from...

- Paul?

- Donna!

- What do you want?

- I need to talk to Linda.

- Where is she?

- I don't know.

- I didn't talk to her all day...

- Are you near a computer or something?

- Yeah. Why?

- Okay.

I need you to Look up a number for me,

the State Department.

I was just heading out to the

supermarket.

- I really don't have time...

- Donna, please, just get me the number.

- Is everything alright?

- No! Everything is not alright!

So, please, just look up the

number.

- Don't f***ing yell at me, Paul.

- I'm not yelling! Donna.

Yes you are.

Just get me the f***ing number!

Just get me the f***ing number!

Stupid f***ing c*nt!

F*** you bich!

F*** you, f*** you!

- What?

- Donna, I'm very sorry I yelled.

I shouldn't have done that.

But, I'm only going to ask you once

more to get me this number.

If you don't, I'm going to die.

What?

Please, I don't have time

to explain... the number.

Hold on.

Okay...

- State Department.

- Yeah.

- It's 202...

- 202...

- 134...

- 134...

- 4750?

- Yeah.

Okay, f*** you!

- United States Department of State.

- I'm an American citizen...

working in Iraq.

I've been taken hostage.

I need to speak to

someone right away.

- Where are you calling from, sir?

- From Iraq.

I'm a truck driver for CRT,

Crestin, Roland and Thomas.

We were attacked and now

I'm being held for ransom.

- Are the kidnappers with you?

- No. I'm buried somewhere.

- You're buried?

- Yeah, in a coffin.

A wooden box.

It's an old coffin, I think.

Did you try contacting

the military out there?

I was given a number to call,

a safety number.

But the people took it.

- The people holding you hostage?

- Yeah, yeah!

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