Dark Web Page #2
- Year:
- 2017
- 72 min
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It's way too
difficult to explain.
Anyway, you're gonna
be a lawyer, right?
I can probably tell you
exactly what law firm
What's your last name?
I don't know if I
really wanna know.
Come on, how bad could it be?
All right, Justine Townsend.
Well?
One second, hold on.
See the problem with the
net is how big it is,
and there's millions
of possibilities.
with the same name as you.
Maybe you got married
and changed your name.
Are you dating anyone
now, or engaged?
No, I just got out of a
really bad relationship.
Oh, sorry.
That's all right.
I'm gonna get more wine,
then I'm gonna go pee.
Oh my god.
Justine!
So what
did you find out?
Am I a lawyer?
Am I married?
Justine, you've
gotta get outta there!
I'm rich.
There's someone
inside your house.
He's gonna kill you!
You have to run for it!
Matt, what's wrong?
Justine, get out of there!
He's in the closet behind you!
Just get out of there!
Get out!
Get out, just go, run!
Oh, f***!
F***!
Justine!
Run, Justine!
Run, just go!
Oh God, Justine,
please don't hurt her!
Don't do this!
Just let her go,
she didn't do anything
to you, leave her alone!
Why are you doing this
to her, you sick f***?
Just let her go!
Oh God, no.
Matt.
No!
Hello, Henry.
How do you know my name?
Where are you?
I guess I haven't aged
as gracefully as I thought.
I'm you, Henry Wilkinson.
What the f*** are
you talking about?
You're me?
Did you do this?
I didn't believe it myself.
I thought it was crazy,
but I had to find out for sure.
That's why I bought this house.
That's why you
bought this house.
I'm you, 30 years from now.
I don't know where
you are right now,
but when I find
you, you're dead.
No, wait!
No, no, you gotta hear me out.
I can prove I'm you.
Jenny Harlow, remember her?
Who the f*** are you?
Jenny Harlow lived
across the street from me,
from you, when we were 12.
We had a crush on her,
How do you know this?
Well, 'cause I was there.
I'm you.
I was the one who climbed
through the window
every night for a week,
kill her.
Hiding under her bed,
you kill her.
In her closet,
kill her.
Remember?
Watching her fall asleep.
Mm, that's right.
And then sneaking out,
and caressing her cheek,
her bare leg.
She looked so...
So, so peaceful, so beautiful.
Hm, and then that last night,
when we got dad's hunting
knife and stood over her.
Her leg,
kill her.
F***,
but I couldn't do it.
I wanted to, but
I couldn't do it.
That's right,
we didn't give in.
We walked away.
But not anymore.
What do you want from me?
Look, I've thought about
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