Firewall Page #3

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to meeting you. Please, sit.

Thank you.

[DOORBELL RINGS]

Sarah, the pizza's here.

My wallet's by the door.

[DOORBELL RINGS]

Is somebody gonna get that?

WAITRESS:
Here you go.

BILL:
So listen...

...I don't know how much

Harry's told you about what I do.

Not a lot. Just that you're in banking.

I have a company that provides

banking-support services...

...mainly in the South, but, really,

I'm an old-fashioned entrepreneur.

[YELLING OVER TV]

If that's a scary movie, turn it off.

Your brother won't sleep for a week.

BETH:
I'm so sorry to make you--

-Hello.

Aah!

BETH:
Sarah!

-Mom.

Call 911!

There's over 200 regional banks

in the U.S. alone that have nothing...

...like the sophistication of the system

you developed for Landrock.

[SCREAMING]

BETH:

Sarah! Leave her alone!

With your system's software...

...Harry's expertise in law enforcement

and the physical security...

...you're an unbeatable team.

PIM:

Hey! Come here!

No!

- What are you doing to me? Get away!

PIM:
Shut up!

You'd be your own bosses.

I'd just supply the money-

BETH:
Don't hurt my children.

-Shut up!

Oh, my God, what do you want?

I have to think about

a couple of other options...

...but this sounds very attractive.

Okay, good.

[SCREAMING]

I hate to break this up.

JACK:
I gotta get home.

-Family man.

No! Daddy!

So how many kids do you have?

- Two. Boy, 8. Girl, 14.

-Wow.

- Sure you don't need a ride?

-No, thanks, Harry. I'm fine.

Going back tonight?

- No, I've got some business in town.

-Well, great meeting you. Take care.

She has beautiful eyes,

your daughter.

What?

Jesus, what--?

Oh, my God. What do you want?

I wanna get you home.

It's pizza night.

Drive.

Drive.

Liam, we're on our way.

Everything all right?

Fine, the house is secure.

And we're setting up now.

I wanna talk to my wife.

You hear that, Liam?

He wants to talk to his wife.

They can't talk right now.

She's busy.

JACK:

Who are you?

What's this about?

What do you want from me?

This is your exit, Jack.

MAN [OVER TV]:
Three defenders had

the chance to put him on the ground.

VEL:

They're here.

MAN [OVER TV]:
--as good as he's

been. Tremendous effort to stay alive.

- Where are they?

-Through here.

Jesus.

JACK:
What is this?

ANDY:
Daddy.

Why have you done this,

for God's sake?

It's okay. They're children!

I said, "if they were trouble."

Were they trouble?

- They were noisy.

-Yes, we made an executive decision.

But you're a criminal, Willy,

not an executive.

- But I thought you said--

-Shut up.

ANDY:
Daddy.

-I wanna know what you want...

...and I wanna know now.

Beth...

...I'm sorry about all of this.

I am, but, well...

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