Everything looks so beautiful from up here.
I'll say.
I've been thinking about you all week.
Can't get you out of my mind.
I've been thinking about you too.
God, you're amazing.
You know that?
What's wrong?
It's just,
you deserve more than this.
This moment right here...
This is all I need.
Tom...
I'm sorry...
I... I can't.
It's OK.
Emma, you gotta talk to me?
This isn't gonna work.
We can't do this any more.
Listen.
I know this is not how we expected things to go.
But, I...
I really care about you.
You can't say you don't feel the same way about me.
How I feel doesn't matter.
Emma?
Emma, wait!
Look, just meet with me tomorrow!
I don't want this to be the last time I see you.
We can't.
Why?
Because it's my anniversary.
I'm sorry.
It's over.
Mark Webster's office.
Please hold.
Happy anniversary Mrs. Webster.
Oh, they're beautiful! Thank you.
Thanks for waiting. How can I help?
No, I've already stated that we have no comment.
Mark Webster's office.
Thanks Selena.
Hello pumpkin.
I thought you were going to wear the red dress?
You know that's my favorite.
I know.
I just thought that,
maybe we could try something a little different.
It's okay.
There's still time to stop by the apartment and change.
What's that?
Nothing.
Emma?
You know that's only going to trigger your anxiety.
I'm, sorry...
What are you doing with my file?
They're revoking his parole.
Don't you wish you were still putting guys like that
in jail instead of keeping them out?
I don't miss living out of a shoebox
in Birmingham, wearing cheap suits.
And I don't miss doing everyone else's dirty work.
Up here everyone else does the dirty work for me.
Do you know what I do miss though?
I miss that care-free girl.
One of the few photos I have of you, in front of the camera.
What was she thinking?
I don't remember.
Tom.
Sir.
- Pardon me. - You've met my wife?
Haven't you?
I don't think so?
Emma. This is Tom Gorman.
We met at the Christmas party last year, actually.
That's right. You auctioned off some of your photographs
you took for charity.
- They were stunning. - Now, now.
You both know it wasn't the Christmas party.
It was the "Holiday" party.
That's where you found the "P.C" police.
Much on for the weekend?
Just paperwork...
Emma... darling?
Yes?
I drove...
Right...
Nice to meet you again.
Monday.
Now that, was,
delicious.
Would you like some dessert?
Oh, I'm fine, thank you.
How's the G?teau le creme?
It's to die for.
Perfect.
We'll take two.
Of course.
I thought we weren't doing gifts?
I wanted to surprise you tonight.
They say diamonds are a girl's best friend.
But 11 years...
apparently makes it our steel anniversary.
So, I had this specially-made.
It's beautiful.
Thank you.
Try it on?
Oh my god!
Bravo!
That was you not so long ago.
Hey!
You still with us?
Yeah.
I thought we weren't doing gifts?
Super Bowl?
It's the 50-yard line. You did always say that
you wanted to go and I thought that maybe this year...
The Steelers would be in it?
Not a chance.
They suck this year. Unlike 4 and 12.
Let me.
Happy anniversary pumpkin.
Are you okay?
Yeah, I'm fine.
I know it, is none of my business.
And...
I know that you feel like you just made
a huge commitment out there.
But I just want you to understand that nothing
is set in stone.
Yeah, you're right! It's none of your business...
No, I...
I know you're right...
I'm sorry.
Congratulations.
Thank you.
Before we head on home, there's one final surprise babe.
Check your pockets.
Can you please just tell me where we're going?
No.
We're almost there. I promise.
You've been saying that for an hour.
Yeah, but this time, I mean it.
Just, try have some fun would you? C'mon.
Being blindfolded for over an hour really isn't my idea of fun.
It was when we first got married.
I'm not, I'm not doing this, I can't do it.
I feel car sick. I'm taking it off, I don't...
Stop.
You're gonna ruin the surprise.
Mark...
I really don't know
what kind of weird game you're playing,
but I don't want to fool around.
Mark!
Mark? Mark, where are we going?
Lake House?
Surprise!
I had them prepare it for us today.
It looks so strange in the winter.
We have a lot of happy memories here.
I thought maybe we could...
rekindle some of them.
...75, 76,
77, 78,
79...
Fuck it!
"I love you with all of my heart."
"Till death do us part."
Took you long enough.
You know, it's really not fair.
What?
How you just get more beautiful as you get older.
Well... I started out very ugly.
Hm...
Emma!
I know...
that things have been bad between us.
Been bad for a while.
And I'm sorry.
You've been through so much.
And I haven't been a good husband.
I know one stupid anniversary surprise
isn't gonna fix everything.
But it's a start.
We owe it that much, don't we?
Oh my god, it's freezing!
Oh!
Morning, sweetheart.
How are you feeling?
Hungover.
Did you dream beautiful things?
What the fuck is this?
What is this!
Mark?
It's time to wake up.
Help!
Please.
Ugh!
Hmm!
Ugh.
Ow.
Oh no!
Fuck.
Oh, come on!
Come on!
Please! Please, please!
Yes!
No...
No.
No! No! No!
No! No! Fuck!
Keys!
Fuck yes!
Oh!
I thought you would be lighter without all that blood.
Okay.
Oh, come on.
Come on. Come on.
Yes!
No! No! No...
Fuck!
Motherfucker.
Why!
Our wedding song, remember?
I have to admit.
I'm impressed you made it this far.
You should have knelt at my feet,
after everything I did for you.
When I met you, you were nothing.
A failed photographer with no money, no hope.
My only regret,
is not being there to see the look on your face right now.
I don't want to give you the satisfaction of thinking
I put a bullet in my head because of your disobedience...
But I was being called away
and I couldn't just sit back
and watch you live happily ever after...
with him.
Happy anniversary, pumpkin.
Oh fuck!
Argh!
Ugh!
No!
Fuck!
You can do this!
I can do this!
Ow!
You fucking hypocrite!
How many fucking times did I wash lipstick
and glitter off of your fucking shirts!
I was dragging around that lifeless corpse of yours,
long before you put a bullet in that deranged head of yours.
You just didn't know it yet.
I'm gonna cut myself free of you,
if it's the last thing I do.
Ow.
It's 11:26am. July 2nd.
I'm the Assistant District Attorney
and will be personally overseeing your case
I know you're weak and tired, but we need you
to tell us everything about the attack last night?
He came out of the shadows and he...
And he ripped the camera out of my... hands.
I made a... a run for it.
I tried to run and then that's when I felt um...
the, the knife.
Um... I... I went to scream for help, but...
It's okay.
The detective mentioned you... injured your attacker.
My keys, um... I had... I had my keys,
clenched in my fist and um...
That's the last thing that I remember.
Hey! You're safe now. You're safe, I promise.
We're apprehended...
Fuck!
No!
Ah!
- Ah. - Tom?
I think you broke my nose.
What are you doing here?
You gotta be kidding me right?
Does "I fucked up and I need your help" ring a bell?
What? The message you sent me.
Tom I didn't send you a message.
Do you have any idea the shit-storm your husband's caused
back at the office?
Is that blood on your shirt?
Oh Tom...
Mark sent you those messages.
Is he here?
Most of him.
What do you mean?
Jesus fucking Christ.
Mark shot himself.
He what? What the fuck happened?
He handcuffed himself to me and then he shot
himself in the head.
Is it because of us?
I'm pretty sure it was because he was insane.
Okay...
Okay.
Have you, uh... should we... cover his...
His what?
I'm sorry I haven't seen my boss in his boxers before
I'm freaking out a little bit.
You're freaked out?
Why would, why would he do this?
Shit! The raid.
The what?
Last night the D.A. raided the entire office.
They placed charges against Mark...
Evidence of tampering, on multiple cases!
That's why I tried to call you!
So, this fuck-stain knew his entire career,
was going down the drain and
so he's just trying drag me down too.
Fuck!
You call the police?
He trashed my phone.
Okay.
We got time to get our story straight.
What story? He killed himself.
You washed your face?
Yeah! I rinsed my dead husband's blood and
brains off! Why?
Do you think that I did this?
Of course not but...
a cop is going to ask you that question.
Okay so let a cop ask that question!
I'll tell them the fucking truth.
You gotta understand the truth is not necessarily your
best friend right now, trust me, I do this for a living.
So, what do I do? I lie to the police?
No. We manage the truth.
This doesn't look good for either of us.
I don't give a shit about looking good right now!
You gave a shit five minutes ago,
when you washed the evidence off your face.
- Call the fucking police! - Listen.
Have you stopped,
to think about why Mark sent you that message?
Because I woke up
Handcuffed to my dead husband, whose...
carcass I've been dragging around,
the entire house.
He siphoned all of the gas out of the car.
He thought to remove every sharp object.
I have been chained to this nightmare all day.
Do you really think, that he sent you that text,
so you could come here and you could save me?
Call the police!
Okay, you're right.
Umm, shit.
I left it on charge.
You recognise that car?
No.
Passed him about a mile back.
He was parked up on the side of the road.
Tom we have to run.
How do you expect to do that?
Listen.
Okay let me handle this.
- No, you cant go out there... - Emma!
The only thing this guy knows for sure,
is that I'm here, that's it.
Lock the door and don't open it for anybody...
- No! No, no! - Don't open for anybody,
that's not me.
- Shit! - Lock the door.
Shit.
Tom, be careful.
Can I help you?
Yeah, I sure hope so.
Are you the owner of the property?
No. You gotta come back another time.
Yeah see... a, a Mr. Webster, hired us to fix a burst pipe,
you know? He said he'd be here today to let us inside.
Well, like I said no one's here so...
How much did he say he was gonna pay you?
I'll cover it and you can be on your way.
Do you mind if we settle inside?
It's cold as a witch's tit out here, y'know?
Actually I do.
How much?
I uh... we agreed upon, an even two hundred.
Here's fifty on top.
Well, ain't you a gentleman.
Drive safe.
Actually, uh...
Mind if I use your facilities?
I just drove all the way from Buffalo
and I'm all-about ready to burst, you know?
It's out of order.
Out of order?
Listen, you got a problem with me or something?
You said you drove from Buffalo...
over 250 miles just to fix a burst pipe.
With Indiana plates.
I gave you what you came for and
still you're standing here,
so yeah, I got a problem with you "or something".
I think you should leave.
Listen, why don't you just let us inside
so we can do our job, alright?
Look, fuck off! Now!
Alright, alright.
We don't have to do this, alright? We can just walk away.
...I already notified the police,
I suggest you get back in your car...
- Shit! - Argh!
Holy shit!
Jesus, Bobby.
You killed him. You fucking killed him... fuck.
I'm so sorry... I'm sorry man.
Hey, hey, careful!
They got your prints on file.
He's already called the cops!
No, because if he did we would've
heard it over the scanner.
Oh shit!
Bobby, we're fucked, man!
Oh my God, I'm so sorry, I'm so sorry.
What are we doing, Bobby?
What are you fucking doing?!
Will you just fucking relax.
What are we doing here, Bobby? Bobby we gotta go!
- We gotta go, we... - Jimmy. Jimmy!
- Jimmy, Jimmy, Jimmy. - What the fuck is this shit?!
- Jimmy, Jimmy! - No... get off, I don't...
- No! - Calm down!
- Calm down! Hey! Shh! - No!
Listen! Listen. It's fine! It's fine.
You said... you said you were gonna tie 'em up!
You said nothing about killing them.
I know and I'm sorry, okay? But listen, little brother
I need you to focus right now.
Okay? We need to find her still. Alright?
No, wait... what are you gonna do when you find her?
Listen, you just yell out if you spot her. Jimmy? Okay?
Ugh!
Agh!
Ugh!
Jesus fucking Christ!
Bobby!
It's over there.
What's wrong?
Be careful, the ice could be...
thin.
God!
Looks like the wolves got to him.
You ever seen a wolf use an anchor?
Ah fuck!
It's him.
Who?
The guy who hired us.
What, that's the guy who hired us?
The lawyer that put you away?
Yeah, we found common ground.
Bobby, what the fuck are we still doing here then?
We're not leaving until we open that safe.
Well then lets go! Lets go and do it.
And leave this girl behind. Huh?
The lawyer dude is fucking dead, huh?
- Contract's null and void. - You don't understand.
There were two people that knew
the combination to that safe.
One of them is now missing part of his head.
Just give me a second to think.
She could be miles away by now.
Not without shoes.
Bobby!
Yeah?
This is some pretty high-tech shit.
There any chance of blowing it open?
Not without turning everything inside into dust.
Shit.
Yeah and that's not the worst of it.
You see this model?
Well it needs a combination and a finger-print.
Hers?
Maybe.
I mean, It'd have to be programmed in.
So, I'd put money on him.
There's only one way to find out.
I mean, what do I look like? The fucking undertaker?
"In and out" you said.
We open the safe and we'd split the diamonds.
Alright. I'll get the body, you find the girl.
Fuck you, man.
Oh come on. You got to be fucking kidding me.
Oh!
Fucking hell.
Twenty fucking minutes.
I'm out here freezing my nuts off.
Why don't you get the fucking body?
Oh god.
Shit.
- What did you do? - Nothing. It wasn't me.
Can you switch it off?
"Twenty minutes, in and out",
that's what you said!
Bobby! Bobby. Bobby, Bobby.
Just listen to me okay?
She's already put you behind bars once before,
don't make the same mistake again.
The only mistake I made was leaving her still breathing.
She, she could be anywhere by now, it's over.
- No it's not. It's not. - It's over! It's over!
- Ten years I spent... - No.
Please, look at me. Ten years I spent inside that cage.
Ten fucking years.
While they repossessed our house.
The house that we grew up in.
While Pop got sick, this bitch...
took everything from us Jimmy.
And those diamonds are compensation for that.
Okay? And we are still in the game.
How do you think she triggered the car alarm?
- The keys. - Why?
Because we were right next to her.
Yes! She wanted to distract us.
Because she's still in the house. Okay?
We got this. You take the back, I'll take the front.
- Okay? Good boy. - Yeah, alright.
Go on, you're good.
Argh!
Bobby.
Bobby?
Bobby.
Bobby. Holy shit.
Bobby? Bobby, what the hell happened?
Huh?
No! No, no, no!
No! Fuck!
Bobby! Bobby get up!
No! No!
Fucker...
911, What's the emergency?
Help!
Ma'am? Ma'am can you hear me?
She called the cops?
Yeah, she tried to.
- Shit! We gotta get out of here. - Jimmy...
Listen, the cops are gonna trace the call.
We're in the middle of nowhere, okay?
We still have time.
Bobby... Bobby. Listen. Listen...
No, we're not leaving here until we're done.
Well, then I'm telling you, I'm done alright?
Listen to me, you ungrateful, little prick.
We are five fucking minutes away
from 200 grand in rocks.
Alright, so you drag that corpse up those stairs
or you fucking become one.
Do you understand me?
Yeah
Fucking go!
I don't know the combination.
We'll see about that.
Emma... Emma, it could be a beautiful thing...
Time to wake up. Wake up... Wake up.
Ow.
Urgh.
Figured you'd want to spend your last precious moments
with the old ball and chain.
Such a perfect couple.
I already told you that I don't know
the combination to the safe.
No, no, no!
Argh!
Bobby... Bobby, we don't need to do this!
No, no, no...
- No, no, no... - Stay down! Stay there!
There it is.
My shadow.
Half my world went dark that night.
But... there's a light on the other side of that door.
And the combination, according to your husband,
is the day that he proposed to you.
Okay... what do you expect me to do?
Just give you the dates so
you can kill me right afterwards?
I expect you to scream.
Argh! No, no, no... Please stop!
Let's see how quiet you stay with no fucking toes.
Bobby?
Help me!
Stop, Bobby...
- Okay. - Don't you fucking move!
Stay there!
No, no, no! Please, please...
Please?
Jimmy, what are you doing?
No one else needs to get hurt.
Give me the gun.
No!
- Give me the gun, now. - Fuck you!
- Fuck me? - Fuck you, you sick...
Go stand by the safe.
And leave the knife.
Man, I swear...
Fuck.
Okay. Come on, what the fuck are you gonna do then?
Okay, here's what's gonna happen.
Alright.
You give us the combination,
we take the diamonds and leave you here alive.
Jesus Christ! What do you think she's gonna do?
The moment she's outta here,
she's gonna go straight to the cops...
Shut up!
Fuck!
Who do you think is the first person the cops are gonna
come looking for when they find her dead body, huh?
You already put a target on our backs, you dumb fuck!
We should have never come here.
I'll give it to you...
but you gotta fucking cut me loose.
Combination first.
Fuck that! Not as long as I'm attached
to this fucking piece of shit.
Jimmy, we don't have fucking time.
Just let me cut the date out of her and we're done!
I'll pick open these handcuffs.
You give me the combination
But no one's leaving until that safe is open.
Alright?
Okay?
Fine.
Okay, let's hurry up the fuck along then, shall we?
Come on, Jimmy, let's go!
Okay, let's have that date?
July 29th, 2011.
What the fuck!
What?
"The diamonds you seek, lay close to her heart."
Necklace... the diamonds are in the necklace!
It doesn't open. It doesn't come off...
Let me try.
Where's the clasp?
There isn't one. This fucker made it so it won't open!
Jesus, what is this thing made of?
He doesn't want us to cut the necklace off her.
He wants us to cut her off the necklace.
No, no, no... No, I got this...
- I got this, I got this. - Get it off! Get it off! Please!
Break this off... to break this off...
Shit!
Hold it.
No, no, please!
Jimmy, get out of the fucking way!...
- Just let me have a go. - Jimmy!
Let me cut it...
Argh!
No! Bobby! Bobby!
I'm not gonna let you do this!
- I'm not losing you today! - Stop! Get off me!
- Jimmy! - Stop it!
Get off me!
No, no, no...
Ugh...
This is all your fault.
You fucking did this.
I'm gonna cut your fucking head off!
Fuck you.
Ahh!
Argh!
Ugh!
Oh god!
Please, please, please...
Fuck!
Ahh!
Fuck you!
Shit!
Ugh!
Fuck!
Nowhere to run, you bitch!
Ugh!
Argh!
You fucking bitch!
Argh!