- Hello?
Hello?
MAN: You bring cash?
Leave on table.
Take seat. Be back in moment.
This will calm nerves.
Important you are calm.
- [coughing] - Good.
Now go in.
Take off pants.
Take off undershorts. Lay on bed.
When I come back, we begin.
- [sighing]
- It's okay, I do this many time.
Good.
This is okay?
Cold.
[groans]
This will hurt.
[gasping]
Aah... no...
- It is okay, shh. - No, no no-no-no-no.
I don't wanna do this. - You are doing good.
- I don't wanna do this. - It's okay, shh.
You are doing good.
- [panting]
Stop... no...
What?
What is it? Please?
- This is sick joke.
- No... what's wrong?
- You are joking with me, yes?
- No, please. - This is sick joke.
- No, no, no-- - You need to go now.
- No, no... - I give money back.
- What is it? What's wrong?
Please tell me, what did you see?
- Please, go, get dressed. - No, no, what did you see?
Please!
What did you see?
Please, you have to tell me, what did you see?
- Take this, you have to go. - No, no, no, no.
- You have to go. - What did you see?
- What's inside of me? - Please, please go.
- Please tell me.
No, no, they'll kill me, they'll kill me if I go back out there.
[screaming] - Please, go.
- Please, no!
Let me in! Let me in! They're gonna kill me!
Oh, God--
[knocking on door]
TY: Emma?
Emma?
[distant footsteps]
Emma?
- [screams]
Fuck...
My keys. Holy shit.
No, no... no...
No...
Stop!
- Emma!
Emma!
[bell dings]
[tires squealing]
- Oh...
[tires squealing]
[door slams]
[straining]
TY: Emma!
- [screaming]