Argh!

Ugh.

– You...

You broke my arm.

– There are 215 bones in the human body.

That's one.

– Now, don't move. – All right.

WHISPERS: What are you going to do?

– Why do we stop now?

– Now, you gotta promise me you're not gonna kill anyone, right?

– Right. – Swear?

– What?

– Just put up your hand and say, "I swear I won't kill anyone."

– I swear I will not kill anyone.

– All right. Let's go.

– Visiting hours is 10:00 to 4:00,

Monday through Friday.

GUNSHOTS

GUARD SCREAMS AND GROANS

– What the hell are you doing? – Argh!

You son of a bitch! You shot me!

SOFT BUZZING Crazy bandit! Oh, God!

Don't shoot me again. Don't kill me.

– Oh, my leg. – He'll live.

GUARD GROANING

MOTORBIKE REVS

QUIET, INDISTINCT CHATTER IN BACKGROUND

– Son of a bitch!

Let's all try to remain calm.

– Open it, or he'll be dead before he hits the floor.

– There's no way, Connor. Let him go.

– Open the door! – It ain't gonna happen.

– Take it easy, Sarah. Easy.

– It won't work, Sarah. You're no killer. I don't believe you can do it.

– You're already dead, Silberman. Everybody dies. You know I believe it.

So don't fuck with me!

– Open the door.

Open the door!

DOOR BUZZES OPEN – Open it.

SILBERMAN GROANS – Back off!

Get back!

I'll pump him full of this shit.

– I swear! – Back, back, back.

SARAH: Don't move!

- Drop the shit! - Do it. Do it!

– All right..

Get in the office.

On the floor, face down.

Not you!

Open the door.

On the floor. Hold it open.

Face the wall!

– Arg!

This...

SILBERMAN: Get her. Get her!

ALARM BLARING

ALARM CONTINUES TO SOUND IN DISTANCE

ALARM BLARING

– Argh!

MUFFLED VOICES: Open it up!

– Hurry up! Open the door! The door's locked!

Let's go! Come on! Open it!

– Let's go, let's go! – Come on, come on, come on!

Argh!

– She broke it off. –Open it!

SARAH PANTS