House of 9 Page #3

- What are you talking about?

You've never seen how shitty people

can get when they're desperate...

and they're backed into a corner

and they don't have a choice?

Look at you!

Typical f***ing copper!

Listen, I know I've got good

reason to want five mill right now.

- Reason enough to kill?

- We all have choices here.

There'll be no killing.

Yeah, and anybody does

anything like that...

and I will personally see to it

myself that they're prosecuted.

- This is crazy.

- I'll tell you one thing right now.

I'm going to do everything

in my power...

to make sure nothing

like this even begins.

You hear me?

And so we'll wait and we'll see

who will do what. Is that it?

Dinner's served.

Great.

One piece of chicken and one potato

for each, we'll save the rest.

You know what? I'll eat what I want

when I want, thank you.

Maybe I didn't make

myself clear.

I said one piece of chicken

and one potato for each.

Hey, can you quit with this

attitude so we can eat?

Good idea.

This is f***ing cold!

Try the potato,

it's even better.

Father, can we pray with you?

Accept our thanks, oh Lord...

for this food to sustain

our life with...

and fill our hearts

with gladness.

And help us, in the midst

of our struggles...

to confront one another,

without hatred and bitterness...

and to work together...

with forbearance and respect

through Jesus Christ...

our Lord and Saviour.

Amen.

- Amen.

- Amen.

That's touching. Can I get back

to my food now?

Any chance I can get the key

to that drinks cabinet back?

- No chance.

- No liquor, please!

Look, I think that we're old enough

to make that decision ourselves.

- I don't eat meat.

- Cool.

There you go.

Now you're not eating meat.

- Hey, wait!

- Split it up between everyone else.

- Yeah!

- It's going back with the rest.

There you go.

That is so sweet.

It's not her fault

she doesn't eat meat.

Yeah it is!

Anybody else got a problem

with the food?

I do!

This tastes like sh*t!

How the hell do we know they

haven't put anything in this?

Oh my God! Do you think

they could be poisoning us?

I think it's safe to say that

if they wanted us dead...

they'd have done that already

and not waited 'til we ate.

They?

What about one of you lot?

I'm not sure I packed arsenic before

I got snatched off the street.

We should try to keep civil.

I think civil is already

out the window, Father.

We do not even know

each other's names.

My name is

Father Michael Duffy.

Now who might you be?

I'm Jay.

I'm Cynthia and this is

my husband Francis.

- He's a music composer.

- That's enough.

I mean, they don't have

to know any more.

Why, what's wrong with

knowing about each other?

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