What do you want?
Name, location, code!
I don't know what the fuck you're talking about.
On the wall!
-Dana Galland... -Faster!
Faster!
Dana Galland, 98 Jefferson...
Code!
-Fuck. -Name, location, code!
Dana fucking Galland, 98 Jefferson,
11th Street, Code-3698!
Go, faster.
Move, go!
Go, go, go!
Go, go! Faster, go!
Ten seconds.
Nine, eight, seven.
Too slow.
Name, location, code.
Dana Galland...
Location.
Ninety-eight Jefferson, three...
Ninety-eight Jefferson...
Listen up.
This is your final test.
It's called, "Confidence Shot".
Each one of you has one bullet.
You have to hit the target that has been designated.
You aim, you shoot.
You miss...
You don't want to miss.
Amy, you first.
Fifteen seconds. Go!
Fuck.
Ethan. Watch, okay? It's easy, look.
Don't talk.
See?
You can do it.
Number five, you shoot number one.
Number three, two steps back.
Don't be afraid.
I can't.
-Trust yourself. -Amy, shut up for a second.
Ten seconds.
Ethan, listen to me.
You can do it.
-Fire! -Give him a second.
-He's not ready yet. -Fire.
I can't do it.
No, no, no, wait.
I'm sorry.
No, no, no.
What are you doing?
Ethan, you can do it. Give him a second.
Where are you taking him?
Whoa, whoa, whoa.
Ethan!
No! Fuck!
Jesus Christ, you motherfuckers.
This is all your fault.
It should have been you.
I said stop it.
You fucked it up! It should have been you.
I said stop it!
Fuck...
Look at me. Look at me.
Ethan, your brother, would have never been ready.
I'm sorry for him. I'm sorry for all of you.
I lost a son today.