i know. a woman and a little girl, both asleep upstairs. keep your voice down. this was your department, junior. that's why the key didn't work, they changed the locks. exactly how is fourteen days almost three weeks? you're an idiot. who is this guy? this is insane. i'm outta here. unless daddy comes back later. not with me. not with people. she'll call the cops, they'll be here before i get unpacked. i don't want raoul to administrate that part. what about us? what if she has a gun? asshole. where did you get this clown? what tables? i've never seen him before. the fuck did you bring a gun for? peace out. yeah. kidnapping. pure idiot. tell me. tell me they're not in there. got her right where you want her, junior. when you said you'd let 'em go i thought she'd come running right out for sure. i'm afraid to let you think, junior. things get worse when you think. oh, that's gonna help. she didn't. she lied. cops woulda been here by now if she called 'em. besides, junior cut the phones. god. who else but god could think this shit up? i spend ten years building those fucking rooms to keep people out, now i gotta figure out how to get in. god, man, he just loves the irony. can't. whole point. can't get in the room. make her come out. and when she does, that's when we gotta be careful. she can't get out of this house. she can't even think she can get out of this house. we just keep them here and keep them quiet for forty-five minutes. and i don't want joe pesci here standing over them with his fat sweaty finger on the trigger. that's a sure way for us to end up with two dead bodies and little puffs of smoke burning out of our heads up in greenhaven. so we're gonna seal the place up. they wanna hole up in here? fine, we'll help 'em. make it impossible for them to leave. once they come out of that room. workin' on it. i did. just sending a message. she'll get the point. look, don't be stupid. we're trying to scare them, not kill them! they're gonna die in there! junior, you gigantic idiot, how are we supposed to get into the room if they pass out? oh. i'm coming in there, bitch, i am coming in there! i am coming in there! oh, hell. what'd she get, what'd she get, what'd she get. cell phone. i don't think we'll be talking on our cell phone from in there. phone. say, while we're on the subject of phones. when i said cut the line, did you cut the main line at the junction box in the basement like i said, and which i repeated, or did you just cut the cord on the phone in the kitchen? god damn it! hey. do me a favor and don't talk. hey man, after all we went through i am not walking out when we're this close. what about us? we're not leaving. i'm getting in that room, and i'm opening that safe. would you wait? would you please just wait a minute? you walk out that door and you lose your share of the money. i mean it! oh god. oh, my god. the fuck did you do that for?! stop it! stop it! me. i am. burning me. it's burning my eye. yes. please. what? what do you want me to do? i can't. i can't. this is ridiculous. i can't just. okay, okay! okay. yeah. yeah, i got an idea. i gotta check something. okay, look. i know you can hear me. your wife and kid are in there. you're gonna get 'em to come out. or -- or i can't stop what he's gonna do. do you understand? good. open the god damn door! open up! stop it, man, stop it, that's his kid in there, his kid is watching this!! i just. i just need forty-five minutes. it's gonna be cool, kid. be outta here before you know it. are you okay? the hell does she want? oh, man. what is it? yeah? an injection? that stuff? can you do it yourself? well, i don't know how. yeah, just like a half hour, maybe a little more, and your mom'll give it to you. you can wait a half hour, can't you? tell me the truth, okay? what's gonna happen if you don't get this? i understand. i'll give her the shot. are you gonna open the safe? then shut up and get out of my way. okay, kid, all i know about this is what i've seen on tv, you gotta talk me through it. okay. no talking. no problem. tv don't lie, right? you seem like a good kid. your mom. only saw her for a second, but, woah. beautiful, huh? hey, nod or something, show me you're still alive, will ya? attagirl. that too tight? you guys are pretty rich, huh? yeah, you don't think about that stuff. good for you. i know, i know. i really screwed the pooch this time. i never did anything like this before. break into somebody's house? not even close. bad cards, kid. i swear to god, i been on the wrong end of maybe six straight years of bad cards. house. car. wife. those are some seriously bad cards. and still, every time i pick up a fresh hand i swear to god, the rush comes so hot and prickly i feel it right down to my toes because this time, this one time, it might be there, this time it might be that hand, that perfect hand, that monster hand. and you thought you were sick. feel better? woulda been a hell of a dad. it's not her fault, it's not her fault, the guy must have called them. look, look, look, she's telling us. she's gonna handle it. that's your problem. let me fucking finish this so we can get out of here. -- posed to mean? get the fuck away from me. bullshit. not that one. hey man, it's the neighbor's house, who breaks in through the neighbor's house?! she's got your gun, that's what she's thinking! the fuck you had to bring a gun for?! almost there. jesus! i got the money, let's go!!! go, let's go, outta here!! fuck you, i'm gone! monster hand.