[Harsh buzzing sound]
[Short, sharp breaths]
- Oh.
[Gasps]
[Seat belt clicks]
Oh.
[Fly buzzes]
Ah! Oh!
Ow! Ow!
Fuck.
Oh, my god!
Help!
[Groans]
[Banging]
[Grunts]
Oh.
[Groaning]
Losing my fucking mind.
Mint.
Oh.
[Groans in exasperation]
Fuck you.
Aw, come on.
- [Through static] ♪ Tiptoe to the window ♪
♪ By the window ♪
♪ That is where I'll be ♪
♪ Come tiptoe through the tulips with me ♪
♪ Oh ♪
♪ Tiptoe from the garden ♪
♪ By the garden of the willow tree ♪
[static worsens]
♪ With me ♪
[static]
♪ In flowers we'll stray ♪
[rain pattering]
[Zipper unzipping]
- Ah, fuck.
[Urine trickling]
Ah.
[Grunts]
Fuck it! Fuck it!
Fuck!
Cock! Fuck! Shit!
Fuck it!
God!
Ah! Ah! Come on!
[Groaning]
Come on.
Are we friends, George?
What the hell are we doing here?
[Twig snaps]
[Scratching sound]
[Grunting]
[Coughing]
Oh, shit.
Hey!
Over here!
Here!
Hi!
Hi.
[Laughing]
I can't fucking believe it.
Come here.
Oh, god.
Hey. Oh, god.
Hey.
Hi. Come... come here.
Thank-thank you.
- Uh... um...
- So warm.
So warm.
Get that...
- Wait, wait, wait, wait.
Calm down. Calm down.
I'll get you out of here. Calm down.
- Get this open, please.
- Water. Water. - Here.
- Water.
- Oh, god.
- Water. Water.
- Are you hungry?
Do you-do you want this?
It's okay.
Hey.
- [Sobbing]
- It's okay.
Everything's going to be all right now.
I promise.
[Rustling]
- Hey, get away from him!
You hear me? Get away from him!
Get out of there!
Get out of there, I'm warning you!
You stop that! You-
[gunshots]
That's right.
I told him.
I warned him.
[Mosquito buzzing]
Ah! Fuck this!
Fuck it!
Let me out.
Oh, god!
Fuck this!
[Screaming]
Fuck. Open.
Fuckin'.
Fuck.
Ah, you son of a bitch.
Oh, fuck me.
Oh, god!
[Screaming]
[Mumbles]
[Distant airplane engine roaring]
Help.
I'm here.
[Airplane sounds fade]
Help me.
[Groans]
[Whimpering]
Ow. Fuck.
Who's Raymond Plazzy?
- You.
- Raymond.
Hello. My name is Raymond.
[Static hissing]
[Indistinct radio chatter]
[Groaning]
- Police have identified three men
wanted in connection with Friday's robbery
of an Abbotsford Bank.
Eric Stapleton, George Weaver, and Raymond Plazzy are wanted
for the deaths of a female teller
and a security guard.
Suspects were seen fleeing in a silver Chevrolet
and are to be considered armed and extremely dangerous.
[Trunk creaks]
- Even if you do get out of here...
you're fucked.
[Flies buzzing]
Oh, god.
Fuck!
Fuck! Fuck!
Fuck!
Oh, fuck!
Help me.
Who the fuck are you?
My leg. Please.
Fuck.
Hey!
Hey, wait!
Hey!
Oh, god.
Hey, dog.
Come here, boy.
[Whistles]
Come here, boy.
What are you doing out here?
You a good dog?
Or are you a bad dog?
[Laughing]
I hate mint!
I had a dog when I was a kid.
He had a name.
Duke.
[No audio]
[Rustling]
[Snarling]
[Screams]
Oh, god.
Can't stop now.
Come on, boy.
[Radio static]
- Just before noon and demanded money.
The three suspects...
[dissonant noises]
[Baby screaming and crying]
Two men entered the bank.
Raymond Plazzy.
Death of a female teller.
- Help!
- Stop!
Stop!
[Frogs croaking]
Fuck!
[Coughing]
Shit.
Anybody out there, boy?
Huh?
Holy fuck.
Oh, god.
Mmm.
Shit.
Here, come.
Good, good, yeah, good.
Good beef.
Yeah. Yeah.
[Phone beeping]
[Laughs]
Fuck you.
[Beeping continues]
Fuck you!
[Rain pattering]
[Birds chattering]
[Laughing]
You're a crazy dog.
Go get it.
Good boy!
Bring it here. Bring it here.
Oh, good boy. Oh, good boy. Good boy.
Who has the stick? Who has the stick?
Oh, oh, oh, oh.
Ah, ah! Get it!
Chicken! You're a chicken.
Come on!
Come on, chicken!
Come here.
[Laughs] You're a chicken.
What a good boy.
Whoa!
[Grunting]
[Distant barking]
Hello?
[Harsh buzzing sound]
[Buzzing stops]
Come and get me!
I don't care!
What?
What do you want?
Go.
What is it?
Huh?
[Grunting]
[Groans]
No. What?
What?
No.
Wha-
[whimpering]
No. No.
Fuck you.
Get the fuck away from me!
Get the fuck away.
I know what you're trying to do.
I don't want you here.
I don't want you here!
You did this.
You didn't think I would do it?
Huh?
Well, I did. I did.
- [Groaning and choking]
[Gunshot]
[Rain pouring]
- [Grunting]
[Grunting]
There's no road.
[Coughing]
Stupid.
Yeah, I told you it was a stupid idea.
Told you.
Stupid.
Keep talking, yeah.
Keep talking.
Shut the fuck up.
That's what I thought.
[Coughs]
[Grunting]
[Hawk cries]
[Heart beating]
[No audio]
[Distant barking]
[Barking gets louder]
[Gasps]
- We've had this conversation already.
- Yeah, I know we have. We have that conversation-
- Oh, god, will you just get...
- You gotta do things like that, I mean...
Absolutely not. [Laughing]
[Bell rings]
- Let's go!
Out of the fuckin' way!
- Let's go, guys!
- Hey! - Gotta go! Come on, let's go!
- Whoa, whoa, whoa, what are you doing?
- Don't! [Gunshot]
- Oh, my god!
- What the fuck just happened?
Get in!
Who the fuck's this?
What are you doing? - Come on, man.
- What the fuck is wrong with you?
- Go!
- Oh, my god! Simon!
- Go left!
- I got it!
- No!
- Shoot the fuckin' guy!
- Calm down, guys. - Help!
[Snarling]
[Growls]
[Phones beeps]
[Beeping]
[Ringing]
- Dog.
- What?
- My dog.
- Dog.
There's no dog.
You okay?
[Distant, indistinct audio]
[Tires screeching]