Walled In

Dad.

Dad.

Dad!

Daddy!

Dad!

Dad! Dad!

Get me out of here.

Dad!

Dad! Daddy!

Dad, help!

Get me out

of here!

Dad! Daddy!

Daddy! Daddy.

Daddy!

Woman:
The laid-off factory worker

and prime suspect

in the Walled In Massacre,

Thomas Sullivan, remains at large.

Sullivan has shown

a violent history

including a prior

rape conviction.

The building's architect

Joseph Malestrazza

is included

among the victims.

Currently there are

no further leads

in the case

of the Walled In Massacre.

- Woman:
Happy birthday!

- Man:
Happy birthday!

Man:
All right!

I call corner piece!

So, Professor, how effective

do you think your classes were?

Well, I thought

I taught Sam

how to build things,

but whatever

makes her happy.

Should have known

she's not an architect.

Sam's a Walczak

and we blow shit up.

Sam, come here.

Incredible...

to be the first Walczak

to graduate from college.

Think fast.

There's a gift in both,

but you only get to choose one.

Dad, come on.

That's not fair.

Nobody said life was fair.

You're 25 now.

I'm offering you a deal.

Your first demolition project

on your own.

And if you succeed,

you are longer

my employee.

You'll be my partner.

Dad, this is really important

for me.

Don't you wanna see

what's in the blue one?

For those,

well, I got a little help

from Peter.

Three weeks touring

the architectural wonders of Europe.

It's always been

your dream, right?

And they're for two.

Sam:

I have a friend who hunts.

He'll track a deer for miles,

totally quiet,

waiting for the right shot.

And if his aim is dead on

and the deer goes down,

he says he gets the biggest rush

of his life.

That's how I feel

when taking down a building...

studying blueprints,

exploring structure,

drawing up demo plans,

placing the ammunition.

That's all foreplay to me.

Pete, are you jealous?

Pete:
Well, lucky for me,

Malestrazza's not alive

or I would be jealous.

Sam:

Okay, I've passed the sign.

- Pete:
It should be right there.

- No, I don't see it yet.

People still live there,

huh?

Yeah, according to your father.

Here it is.

- Hello.

- Sam, I can't hear you.

- Hello.

- Hello.

Can I help you?

Hi, I'm from Walczak,

the demolition company.

I wasn't expecting you

so soon.

Are you alone?

Yeah, for now.

Jimmy!

I'm Mary Sutter.

I take care of the building.

Did Mr. Collins tell you

the nearest hotel

is 50 miles away?

Yeah, but it might be easier

if I just stay here.

Oh, good.

Where were you?

Just playing

with the dog, Mom.

Don't worry.

This is the lady

we were expecting.

Already?

So why don't you show her around,

explain the rules

and set her up

in room 208?

And be polite.

Do you smoke?

- Well, sometimes.

- No smoking in the building.

Those are the rules.

So this place is

in pretty good shape, considering.

Yeah, Mom likes

to keep everything spotless.

She's kind of crazy.

Can we...

can we get the lights back on?

The lights go off

every six minutes,

you know,

to save electricity and stuff.

If you spend a day in the halls,

you have to hit the switch 240 times.

Oh, and never go

on the eighth floor.

- That's Malestrazza's floor.

- The architect lived here?

That's the only floor

Mom doesn't clean.

It's in the rules.

Oh, and another rule...

don't go on the roof.

It's too dangerous.

Here it is.

Home sweet home.

What do you think he'll say?

- Sorry.

- Malestrazza.

When he finds out you've come

to blow up his building.

Hello, Peter.

Yeah, it's insane.

I mean, imagine something

from Gotham City

in the middle

of a freakin' marshland.

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