The Employer

Okay, okay...

Look, look, I did it.

I pulled this out of the wall.

Come on! We can both do this,

we can get out of here. Come on!

Come on! Come on, come help me.

Help me! Come on!

Look, what if I was to tell

you...

that you were laid off from your

last company because of us?

I don't understand.

Well, your company was taken

over by Carcharias.

I mean, it was nothing personal,

but we had to downsize.

Corputech was owned by

Carcharias? I never heard that.

Well, of course not.

Because that's what we do.

Buy and sell companies.

Asset strip.

That's impressive.

Yes, it is impressive.

So, when this position became available,

for an analyst, we thought of you.

Amongst all the others.

Who...

It's okay! It's okay!

It's okay! It's okay.

Oh, my...

It's okay.

All right then. Before we wrap

up here, any questions for me?

No, sir. I think I know everything

I need to know at this point.

All right, last question:

Is there anything you wouldn't

be willing to do for this company?

No, sir.

Are you sure?

So, how'd you

How'd you get here?

Someone attacked me last night at my

apartment. I don't know. What about you?

I was having drinks with my

sister. And then, we hailed a cab.

And then, this limo driver pulled

up and asked if I wanted a ride.

And I refused. And then, um

Did he put a cloth

over your mouth?

Yeah. I think he did.

Me, too. Must have been like,

chloroform or something. Why?

I don't know.

Um, I'm Sandra, by the way.

James.

What's that?

Nothing. I, um I was looking

to see if I had my phone.

They took it, of course.

My wallet, too.

Do you think this is like, a kidnapping, or

something, like they're holding us for ransom?

I'm not worth anything.

You've got to be worth something to someone.

I mean, do you have any rich family members?

No, I don't have any.

Rich or poor.

So maybe it's not

a ransom thing.

What do you make of these?

It looks like some kind of bank

vault, or something.

Hey.

What the hell?

It's okay, it's okay-

Where am I?

It's a room. It's locked.

It's... um...

I'm Sandra, this is James.

We just woke up, too. Well,

I can tell you one thing...

If you get hired by this company, you

will never ever want of another job.

Would you really be willing

to hire somebody...

with no real world business

experience for this position?

Probably not.

But you never know.

I mean, as you know because of your

report, all the candidates for jobs here...

they all have extensive

experience in the business world.

However, because of your in-depth

knowledge of our company...

we almost have to hire you,

don't we?

I mean, just to keep

our secrets safe.

Well, either way,

your secrets are safe with me.

I'm sure they are.

So how do we get out

of this sh*t hole?

That door is solid.

Stop it. Stop it, stop it!

Get the f*** off me!

Are you okay?

Calm down.

Well we're running out of time here.

So, anything you want to ask me?

Yeah. When can I start?

Well, if you get through your

next interview...

then you could be employed

almost immediately.

What do you want from me?

Just for you to cool it.

No one here is gonna hurt you,

we're all friends. Right, James?

I hope so. But we haven't

gotten your name yet.

I'm Billie. That girl you hit

over there, that's Sandra.

We're not yet acquainted with

the big guy in the corner.

Now, what's your name?

It's Keith.

Is there anything specific that you'll

be looking for in this next interview?

No, you just keep that boyish

enthusiasm alive think you can do that?

Sh*t. This guy's bleeding.

We gotta stop that.

Where are we? SANDRA: We don't know.

We're trapped in here. There's locks on

the door. Four of them. Combination locks.

Is he dead?

Not yet.

Billie. Is that some kind

of dyke name?

The f*** is your problem?

Whoa, you guys, cool it.

We need to stick

together here, okay?

We're being watched.

What?

Look up there.

Son of a b*tch.

Is that a camera?

Yes, it is.

How do you know?

Because I don't live under a rock.

I used to do security systems.

Can they hear us?

Possibly. I mean, there'd have to be

a mic someplace. It could be anywhere.

Like through that vent.

What do they want with us?

Maybe they're sick fucks

who get off on this.

Maybe they're gonna gas us.

Maybe that's what the vent's for.

No, if they wanted us dead,

we'd be dead by now.

So what do they want?

F***. F***. F***. F***!

What?

They took my f***ing cigarettes.

That is your biggest problem

right now?

Yeah. It is. I'm a pack

a day kinda guy.

It helps me deal with stress. And this happens

to be a pretty f***ing stressful situation.

Well, maybe now's your chance

to quit.

I happen to like being a smoker.

I like the taste.

I like the way

it smells on my clothes.

And I especially like the fact

that it pisses off non-smokers.

You got a problem with that?

I didn't say anything.

You know,

I have a right to smoke.

And if it takes off ten years out of

my life, at least it's the back ten.

Hey, can you hear me?

And the beefcake makes five.

Now it's a party.

What's your name?

Mike.

What really aggravates you

in this world?

You know, like really

pisses you off?

I don't like it when people

judge a book by it's cover.

How so?

When someone makes judgments

about someone else...

like how much money they have, or how

smart they are, based on appearances only.

That really sets me off.

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