Desperate Hours Page #5

Anyone home?

Nora? Hey.

I want to apologize

for this morning.

( Door closes )

Tim!

( All yelling )

No, no! Leave him alone!

Enough, man!

- Albert! Albert!

- He was gonna use it on me!

You saw it.

He was gonna use it on me!

Enough!

Albert,

you're frightening Nora.

You stupid sh*t!

Everything's under control.

Timmy's got the idea.

He's gonna do

exactly as we say.

Everything's gonna be all right.

What the f*** is going on here?!

Who are these guys?

He's gonna be just fine, Nora,

as soon as he figures out the rules.

Here's $500.

MasterCard. Visa.

Take it. Take it all.

Michael:
Are you considering

the options now?

Force? Negotiation?

Maybe a little psychology?

- What do you want?

- I'm waiting for my fiancee.

I just want a place to relax.

What if the police followed you?

I won't lie to you, Timmy.

If they touch me,

they touch you.

Why here?

Why my house?

Fate.

Besides, this isn't

your house any longer.

- I saw a "for sale" sign out front.

- There's a kid out there!

Michael:
A "for sale" sign

is a trouble sign.

Take me. We can leave now.

Take me as a hostage.

- ( Hammer clicks )

- You think before you act.

Mom, I'm hungry!

( Game audio squeaks )

Huh. Hit him!

- Albert:
You want to beat Tyson?

- Yeah.

Yeah, duck and hit

from the same side he did.

I'm not even past Bald Bull.

When you get your star button,

use it as soon as you get it.

Hey, Zack.

What's going on?

Mom? Mommy?

Mommy!

- Tim:
Don't touch my kid!

- Mommy! Mommy!

- Zack.

- Michael:
Let's all relax.

I got some questions

that I want some answers to.

Do you have a gun

in the house, Timmy?

No, they're not safe

with kids around.

You're not around here

to protect Nora any longer.

Did you get a gun

when Timmy left?

No guns.

So, Timmy, tell me,

is there any chance

that anyone from your office

would be stopping by here?

- No.

- What does a man like you do

to... to have all this?

I was a corporate lawyer,

but I quit

so I could defend

psychopaths like you.

Wally, I want you to take

the brat into the other room now.

- Mommy, don't let him take me.

- It's okay. We'll play some TV.

I won't hurt him. it's okay.

It's all right. it's all right.

Zack, go with him.

- Michael:
Move it, Wally.

- Mommy!

Nora, are you okay?

You were once a successful lawyer,

and you gave it all up

to work for something

more meaningful?

Gee, Timmy, why'd you do that?

You want to know the truth?

I watched too many westerns.

I wanted to be the sheriff.

Nora, what do you have

prepared for dinner?

I have a turkey.

Anything else you want?

I'd like to wash.

Nora, you don't suppose Timmy

has any fresh shirts in the closet?

I like to dress for dinner.

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