Web Cam Girls (2017) - full transcript

♪

- [man, voice modulated]:
You've been a bad girl.

Haven't you?

- No! I don't think so.

- Of course you're bad, Allie.

That's why the boys love you.

[rapid breathing]
You're so pretty.

- Please, don't hurt me!

- Just make sure this house is
spotless by morning.

- OK!

- Remember, I'm watching you,
Allie. We're all watching you.



[whimpering]

[dramatic music]

♪

- Alex.
- Hi, Uncle Scott.

Late night?

- Whatever. Carolyn's
almost ready.

So... how's my big sis doin'

at the airlines these days?

- Out of beer, buddy!

We need to make a run.
- Well, why don't you get

your butt down to the store and
get some, instead of drinking up

all mine?
- Hey, sweetie.

You look pretty this morning.

- Hey. Dad, you're a mess!
You should've called it



a night two nights ago.
- No fussin'.

OK? You don't gotta
worry about me.

- Just sleep it off, OK? Please?

- Ain't that the pot callin'
the kettle black.

- Sorry.

Another glorious morning
at the Hilers dynasty.

- Yeah...

♪

- I absolutely love

my tattoo, Alex.

We have no regrets, right?
- No regrets!

- So, you didn't

say anything about my new look.

What do you think?
- It's an expensive look.

- I'm making moves.

- I had some trouble
with the written exam.

Ugh, I hope that my project
balances it out.

- Ugh! I could not
make heads or tails

of that weird silent movie
he had us watch.

- Yeah.
- Sunrise? That's a classic.

Mr. Thomas has a thing
for old chestnuts.

- Hi, Shawn.
- You know the guy doesn't even

have a computer? Checks
his email in the faculty room

and I had to set it up for him.
- That's probably

why he likes you so much.
Did you get

the new changes done?
- Oh, yeah.

I recut the whole first half.

Think you'll dig on what I did.
- Thank you.

- ♪ Change you ♪

♪ Oh

♪ I will save you ♪

[pop music]

- ♪ Who's it gonna be, love? ♪
♪ Who's it gonna be? ♪

- Could somebody get
the blinds, please?

It's, uh... interesting work,

Miss Hilers:
symbolism, film noir,

but also very obscure.

So, I mean, would you
care to comment?

- Ah, well, it's...

a work in progress.

The viewer only takes
what is given in the film.

I won't be here at every showing
to explain it to them, so...

[puffing]

- And yet, you are here
and I am asking.

Miss Hilers,

obviously you have
an eye for talent,

but shooting camera phone
footage of a woman dancing,

it's hardly narrative cinema.
- Well, Mr. Thomas,

I guess I'll have
to try harder next time.

- The purpose of this
class is to study

the history of film

and apply it to our work.

- [Carolyn]:
Don't sweat it, Alex.

What does Mr. Thomas
know, right?

- Yeah.

- So...

you wanna know
how I pay for my new look?

- OK.

♪

- ♪ We'll light it up
like there's no tomorrow ♪

- I answered an ad for a roomie
on Craigslist last week.

Nikki, she's awesome.
She's always on tour

so she's subletting

and I have the entire place
to myself

on the weekends
when I spend the night.

- What the hell?

- Nikki. She's a feature dancer.

- A feature dancer?
You mean, Carolyn...

are you a stripper now?

[scoffing]
- No.

It is much more fun than that.

[beeping]

I recorded this last night.

♪

Hi, boys.

Did you miss me?
[dinging]

- Oh, you gotta be kidding me.
- It's amazing!

These guys put credits
into your account which are

equal to one dollar each.

So, the more they wanna
see of me...

the more credits
they gotta give me.

Alex, I make bank on here.

[dinging]

- How long have you been doing
this? Does your dad know?

- No! He doesn't even
know about this place.

- Well, he might, eventually.

Cam girl videos

go viral in a heartbeat.
- No. Not if I keep

a low profile.
I'll get in and out fast.

You know, I'll do it for a few
months, maybe a bit longer,

and then I'll have enough money
to move out for good!

I can go to New York, get with
all the fashion people there,

sell my designs.

We could even be roommates.

We could do this together.

- You mean you want

me doing this camming stuff?

- Yeah! Why not?

- Carolyn...

sometimes you exhaust me.

- Come on, best friend.

[chains rattling]

[dramatic sound indication]

- [Carolyn]: Come on,
you wanna be

a director, don't you?
So, direct me!

- You don't need a director
to take your clothes off

for random strangers.
- So, what?

You're passing judgment on me,

just like our stupid
film teacher?

- Carolyn, come on! I'm
just worried that you'll...

- What? You don't know
what my life is like, Alex!

I'm just looking out
for my future.

- This could
destroy your future.
- Nobody pays my way.

Your mom gives you everything!
- My mom is never even home.

- Oh, so cry me a river, Alex!

I'm sorry. Alex, I'm sorry.
I didn't mean it. Alex, wait.

I didn't mean it!
Please, don't go!

[door closing]

- I can do this. I can do this.

[grunting]

[suspenseful music]

♪

[heavy breathing]

[grunting]

[chain rattling]

- Stupid girl.

I knew you'd try to escape.

We were all waiting for it.

We've got to know you
so well, Allie.

There's nowhere to run.

- I'll do anything.
Please! Please...

- Yes. We know
you will... cam girl.

[screaming]

- ♪ The time is running ♪

♪ Through my hands

♪ If I don't stop it now

♪ Then I will never, ever
Catch my sleep again ♪

[beeping]

♪ My heart is pumping
its revenge ♪

♪ The storm is rising now

♪ And all I really want is...

- I have been

a very bad girl.

- ♪ Pretending to be nice
So dangerous inside ♪

♪ And I won't stop

♪ All really I want is

♪ Just to be another girl

♪ Pretending to be nice

♪ So dangerous inside

♪ And I won't stop ♪

- [Aww! Why don't you
just watch me instead?]

I will do...

whatever you want.

- ♪ So dangerous inside
And I won't stop ♪

- I can't believe you're being
such a prude about this!

- Are you serious?
You really wanna be that girl?

The high school hottie
who sold her soul to porn?

- It's not porn!

I don't have to do anything
weird or pervy, it's just...

dirty talk and teasing.

- You mean like phone sex.
- OK, but so what?

It's harmless. Girls do it

because they love it.
Nikki told me

if she was younger,
she would be into it too.

- Nikki's a stripper!

You're better
than all this, Carolyn.

- Look! Don't you get it?
This is my way out!

[sighing]

And I'm sorry.

I'm sorry about last night.

You know I didn't
mean it, right?

You're like my sister.
I never wanna hurt you. Ever.

- Then stop this. Please.

[buzzing]

Ugh, it's mom.

I'm gonna let it
go to voicemail.

[school bell ringing]

- [Rachel]: Hi, honey. I know

you're in class right now,
but I thought I'd leave you

a cheery little message anyway.
I'm never gonna get used

to this eight hour time
difference. Wanted you to know

I'm thinking of you and I will
probably be home by Tuesday.

Love you.
- Rachel?

Rachel Hilers? Oh, my God!
- What? Wow! Hi!

- I can't believe it! I haven't
seen you in, what?

A billion years?
- Uh, six.

- How is every little thing? So,
I heard flight school went well.

Are you all captained out yet?
- First officer.

I'll be captain soon.
Just doing my Euroline training.

- Well, we gotta celebrate!

Can I buy a girl a drink?
- Sure.

- Yeah!
[chuckling]

- Thanks.

- I swear, we used
to have all the fun.

Beaches in Hawaii,
Mile High Club.

- You guys were all into that.

I just served drinks
and did the seatbelt demos.

- Yeah, and you with your
big ambitions. I used

to think you were nuts.
- I had to do something I was

proud of, leave my mark
on the world.

And I wanted to be able
to look Alex in the eye, too.

Show her what a...

real, independent woman was.

Now, she's so damn independent

I hardly get a chance
to look at her at all.

- Well, when I had my boys,

I just hired a nanny.
Problem solved.

- You never wish
you could be home more?

- Nah. We were jetsetters.

- We were moms...
and we still are.

- Lighten up, First Officer.
I see you're still not wearing

a ring on that finger.
- Yeah...

I guess I scared
more than one away.

[birds chirping]

♪

- Hey, Mr. T.

Put the whole presentation on
the machine, just like you said.

And the app is open,
so all you have to do is

just plug in and play.
- Ah... could you

assist me in the auditorium
anyway? 'Cause you know

how dumb I am with computers.
- Sure thing, Mr. T.

I'll check your email
for you, too.

- And, uh, Carolyn,
I'd like to see you

for a moment after school.
- Am I in trouble or something?

- Oh, no, no, no! It's nothing
like that. Uh, just...

It won't take long.
- OK.

[indistinct speaking]

[dinging]

[suspenseful music]

[beeping]

[beeping]

[dinging]

[beeping]

[dinging]

[piano music]

♪

[school bell ringing]
- Remember, kids!

Three pages
on Herbert West...Reanimator

and fair warning, I will know

if you've just
watched the movies.

[indistinct speaking]

Bye. Miss Hilers.

I really liked your essay
on H. P. Lovecraft.

It was thoughtful, on time.

You could be a really great
writer if you wanted to be.
- I wanna make movies.

- That's right, you're
in Mr. Thomas' class.

- Unfortunately.
- Why do you say it that way?

- He's just a little off.

- Don't be too hard on Robert.
He's a good teacher.

- I guess. Thanks Mr. Darrs.

[coughing]
- Excuse me, Carolyn.

[coughing]

I wanted to talk to you

about your future.

Have you thought at all
about making a reel?

- What do you mean?
- Well, you have such

a remarkable presence
on screen and I...

I think you could
go far as an actress.

[puffing]

- I'd rather design
the costumes, Mr. Thomas.

[coughing]

- But movies are
all about emotion

and the emotion comes
from the actors,

not the imagery.

The trick is to capture

that emotion on screen.

Uh... do you mind?

I'd love to shoot you

in much more of a natural way
than Alex's project,

less expressionism.

Everything that we see
through the camera...

[sighing]

...is forever.

The love and the hate,

the good and the bad.

I'd like to think

that we, as artists,

play God in that way.

- OK, this isn't creepy at all.

- Oh, I'm so sorry.
I... I... I didn't...

I didn't mean
to creep you out, I just

uh... wanted to help you make
the right career choice.

- It's OK.

I'll see you tomorrow,
Mr. Thomas.

- Yeah.

[indistinct speaking]

[dinging]
[suspenseful music]

♪

[beeping]

[dinging]

[phone ringing]
[beeping]

- Hey, you!
- [Carolyn]: [Hi! Um... look,]

[I have some work to do,
so why don't you]

[go on home without me.]
- You want me

to pick you up
from your apartment tomorrow?

- [No, I... I won't be there.]

[Pick me up at Dad's.]

- OK...

You're not doing
anything crazy, are you?

- [I'll see you tomorrow, OK?]

- So...
[beeping]

you gonna tell me about it?

♪

♪

[dinging]

[beeping]

- Just this once.

- Carolyn the cam girl.
Has a lovely ring to it.

- I don't think this is funny.

- Sorry.

[sighing]
But, uh, hey.

She's a big girl now.
She can take care of herself.

- Just, please, don't tell
anyone about the camming.

Carolyn would kill me.

- Hey, who am I gonna tell?

You guys are not only
my best friends,

you're pretty much
my only friends.

And it's not like my mom
and dad pay much attention

to anything I do, so...

They're still in Vegas.

- Well, I guess we have
that in common too.

♪

♪

- Hello?

Is anybody home?

[dramatic sound indication]

- Don't make a sound.

I have such special
plans for you.

[fast-paced music]

♪

- Hey, little lady!

What's goin' on?
- Hi, Uncle Scott.

Carolyn told me
to pick her up here.

She hasn't been answering

any of her texts,
and... is she OK?

- Hell if I know. She ain't

been home in two days.
- And that didn't

strike you as a little strange?
- Nah, that girl's always

out partyin'.
She's a little tramp

like her mama.

- Don't talk about her
like that!

Just don't.

♪

Carolyn? Come on!
Are you in there?

Open up!
- Oh.

What the hell's going on
out here? Who are you?

- I'm Carolyn's cousin Alex.

You're Nikki, right?

- Yeah. Yeah, I'm Nikki,
and I'm tired as hell.

- I got in at 5
- AM.

- I'm sorry to bother you,

it's just Carolyn's kinda
missing this morning.

I was wondering if she crashed
here last night?

- No. Place was empty.
- Do you know where she might

have gone? Is her stuff
still in here?

[sighing]

- Come on in. See for yourself.

[door closing]

- Hey, your cousin talks
about you.

You're handy
with a camera, right?

- Sometimes.

Do you... I mean...

- It's OK, you can say it.
Strippin' ain't

a dirty word, honey.
- You're very beautiful.

I'm sure you do well.
- Well, thank you.

It ain't no glamour
lifestyle though.

You know, there's
a lot of long hours

and lusty looks
from complete strangers.

- Sounds like you have
some regrets.

- Maybe a few.

Once you get into this stuff,
it's kinda hard to get out.

And us girls,
we have a shelf life.

I've got maybe two,
three more years.

The biz doesn't come
with a retirement plan

for the elderly, does it?
[chuckling]

- All of her

stuff is still here. I just hope
I'm overreacting.

- You know, maybe she stayed out
all night with a boy.

Maybe a John. I've done that
a few times.

- You've slept
with your clients?

- Yeah. It's hard to get out...

...and some of us need
our sugar daddies.

[beeping]

- Holy crap!
Someone put 4 000 bucks

in her account last night!
- That'd be worth a few regrets!

Hey, I'm just sayin', kid.

[crows cawing]

- No. Oh, my God.

No. No!

SOMEBODY! SOMEBODY HELP ME!

[grunting]

No. No.

[eerie music]

♪

[clicking]

[gasping]
No...

No!

No! HELP ME!

SOMEBODY HELP ME!

I'M IN HERE!

SOMEONE HELP! HELLO?

Somebody help!

HELP!

[phone ringing]

[beeping]
- Mom, I'm so glad you called.

You didn't pick up earlier.
- [I just came in]

from a seminar.
Is everything OK? What's wrong?

- I haven't seen Carolyn.
She's not answering

any of her messages.

- Honey, just give it some time.
I'm sure you'll hear

from her soon. Have you
tried calling her dad?

- He called her a tramp.
- Classy.

I'll have some choice words
about that when I see him.

- What am I gonna do, Mom?

- Well, you should definitely
ask around school.

[And if she doesn't turn up,]

[you should notify the police.]

And let me know
what's happening. Call
any time. I'll be home Tuesday.

- OK.

- Hello, Alex.

What's on your mind?

- My cousin. You know, Carolyn?

She was supposed to see you
after class yesterday.

I was wondering if she said
where she might've gone.

She's not in school today.

- Well, she wasn't here
that long.

We... we talked about acting.

- Are you sure she didn't
say anything?

- No. That's all
we talked about.

- Damn.
- I wanna help if I can.

I can notify the principal.
We can get the word out

that she's missing today.

Maybe somebody's seen her.
- OK.

- NO! SOMEBODY!

HELP!

This is not happening.

This can't be happening.
COME ON!

- For real, missing?
Abducted, missing?

- Not sure yet, but anything's
possible. I... I need you

to track her cell phone.
- Yeah. I'll run her number

number through the black cloud
right now, see what I can find.

- Please hurry. Any minute
we waste could be bad.

I read somewhere
that the most crucial time

of any missing persons case is
the first 48 hours.

- Yeah.
[Alex sighing]

- I'm actually gonna go file
a police report right now.

- Better hurry. Friday rush hour
is gonna be bad.

- Please call me if you come up

with anything.
- I will.

- I'm starting
to freak out a little.

- Hey, just relax. OK?
I know all the tricks.

We're gonna track her down.
You can count on me.

♪

[phone ringing]

[phone ringing]
[beeping]

[Hey, what's up?]
- Hey, you.

I have been waiting here

to talk to someone
for like, three hours.

[Any luck?]
- Well...

the phone signal got dropped
- around 9
- PM.

[Some crappy fleabag called]

[The Easy Motor Court.]

I'm here right now.
Can't find the phone though.

[But, you know, that might mean
that it was destroyed.]

But it could mean a bunch of
other things too. I can take

some pictures and send the
address if it's worth anything.

- Thank you, Shawn.

- Anytime.

Sorry I couldn't
come up with anything more.

[beeping]

- So you say she was last seen
by your film teacher,

and her phone went dead

at or near the motel.

What else?

- Well, Carolyn was...

was getting into sex camming.

And last night,

someone put 4 000 bucks
into her account.

I know that's not normal.
- Amber Alert's not

an option since she's 18,

and this won't be considered

a missing child's case
by the courts.

You'll need to give me
the login information

on her cam girl account.
That way, we might be able

to find the guy who sent her
the money. That would be
a strong lead.

Also I would wanna talk
to Carolyn's father.

Your mom as well.

- I am so worried.
Do you think we'll

find her, Detective?

- I've been in missing persons
for a long time

and my gut tells me

your cousin will
turn up real soon.

So sit tight.

[inaudible speaking]

- That's it, babydoll.

Watch me.
- Don't look away, cam girl.

- I am your special bad girl.

- You wanted to be nasty.
- I will do anything.

- You decided to be a whore.

Now, face the consequences.

[suspenseful music]

♪

- [Ms. Hilers, returning
your phone calls]

[from earlier this morning.
You left 15 messages.]

- That's because you never
called me back.

- Yeah. Well, look. I wanted
to let you know that we checked

into that motel last night,
haven't found anything real yet.

But I have my people looking
into your friend's

[cam girl account.]
- So, that's it?

- Well, I spoke to Carolyn's
father last night also,

and to be honest, he didn't
sound all that concerned.

- Yeah, well, he's
a real stand-up guy.

I'm telling you, Detective,
there is something

very wrong here.
- [OK, look.]

We'll be in touch. You have
my number just in case.

I'll be in my office
all day tomorrow.

[beeping]

- Damn it.

[phone ringing]
- [Rachel]: Hi, honey. I was

just about to call you. I wasn't
sure you'd be awake yet.

[Is everything OK with Carolyn?
Did she turn up?]

- No. It's really bad.

I haven't slept at all.

- Sweetheart, I'm so sorry.

Listen, I got done
earlier than I thought.

[My flight's out tomorrow and
I'll be home in the afternoon.]

We'll get this all sorted out.
I promise.

[Did you talk to Uncle Scott?]
- He wasn't answering.

[I'm gonna try him again later.]

- OK. Honey, be careful.

- I'm just glad
you're coming home.

- Me too, honey. I love you.

- Love you.

[beeping]

- OK. So, let me
get this straight.

Your cousin Carolyn's still AWOL

and the grownups can't
help, right?

- Yeah.

- Well, maybe her dad's right.

Maybe she's sleepin' around.
I do know

that girl a little.
- I know her a little too,

Miss Knight,
and I'm not stopping

until I find her.
- What do you want me for?

I was having
a perfectly good nightmare

before you barged in.

- I just... I don't
know where to start.

I need to find out
who this BigDaddy is.

- Excuse me?
- He's the guy who put

that money in Carolyn's account.

That's his screenname.

- OK...

If Carolyn got into trouble

because of being a cam girl,

then... maybe that's
where you should start lookin'.

- What are you talking about?
- If you wanna catch a perv,

You gotta think like a perv.

You gotta know
what he wants. Right?

I bet if your creep is still
on that site, he'd talk to you.

- I... I don't know
the first thing

about doing that stuff.

- Oh, please.
You have the body for it.

And you could probably wear

most of her clothes. That's
half the battle right there.

I mean, most of these Johns

they just wanna talk to a pretty
girl wearing sexy underwear.

They don't even care
if she takes 'em off.

You know you can do this.

I have a feeling you'd
think of something to say.

But... you may have to get

those pretty little hands dirty.
You feel me?

[tense music]
♪

- [Hey there, little lady.
How's the weekend treatin' you?]

- [Oh, hey there, pretty thang!]
- [Give me another one]

[of them, Billy.]
- Are you kidding me? It's not

even 5 o'clock and you're
already getting hammered?!

- Hey, now. Who's hammered?
That comes later.

- Woo!
- Meanwhile, God only knows
where your daughter is!

- Give me a break.

Carolyn once ran away from home
for three months;

I didn't hear a word from her.
- [She was at my house]

[that whole time!]
- That ain't how I remember it.

[Anyway, what the hell
am I supposed to do?]

- You know the streets.
You've got people down there.

Ask around.

She was last seen
at Easy Motor Court.

- Hey! Hey, I know the guy
that owns the Easy.

[That guy's a real slime!]

- [OK, we'll talk to him.
That make you happy, Alex?]

Ain't like we got anything
better to do today, right?

You got somethin' better to do?
- Nah, I ain't got nothin'
better to do.

[dinging]

[dramatic music]

- OK, so the good news is
that the site itself is

really easy to hack. I can
get in without any problem.

But the bad news is

that I'd need
to be IMing directly

with the guys to hack them...

and I'm not
pretty enough for that.

- If you were,
could you trace them?

- Yeah! I mean, Carolyn's
BigDaddy might even try

to get his cash back.
I could follow the money,

figure out right where it lands.

- All that's
really illegal, right?

- To say the least. I mean,

that means if the cops have
killer IT guys,

which they always do, they'd be
restricted by all the same laws.

In other words, they would be...
they wouldn't find anything!

Not in the next 48 hours,
at least. They'd need

court orders and stuff.
- And we don't have enough
evidence for that.

- Yeah. Well, not yet, at least.

- Damn it.

I guess you talking
to these online Johns is

totally out of the question.

What if I got my hands dirty?

- I want this place spotless.
Do you understand me?

- Sick freak!

You're not gonna
get away with this!

- You're such a little brat!

You think just because

mother nature made
you so pretty,

you can get away
with anything, don't you?

- GO TO HELL!
- Wrong answer.

You liked it when people were
watching you before.

Why aren't you
smiling now, cam girl?

[choking]

[gasping]

[electronic pop music]

♪

- ♪ I'm going down ♪

♪ Down, down, down, down

- Uh, Shawn?

Are you ready? Can you hear me?

- Yeah, I... I'm ready.

Can I just tell you
something first, Alex?

- [Yes.]

- You're the most beautiful
woman I've ever seen.

- Thanks.

Let's do this.

- ♪ I'm going down, down

- [Naughty Mary back on air.]

If you like what you see,
I'd love to chat with you.

Any perverts out there watching?

- ♪ There's no turning back ♪

- Come and get it, boys.

[sighing]

[dinging]

Thank you, ManCave.

♪

So... do you like what you see?

[beeping]

You tell me.
[dinging]

Ever meet with her in person?

[dinging]
- ♪ I'm going down, down ♪

- Sorry, chat only tonight.

I'd be happy to tell you
a dirty joke.

[beeping]

Hm.

No sense of humour, I guess.
- [Ha ha ha.]

I've got deep
data searches running

on all these guys, so...
just keep talking, girl.

- OK.

[Anyone else wanna talk]

to my filthy little mouth?

[rapid beeping]

- Looks like we've got ourselves

a new Naughty Mary.

She's so beautiful...

and willful, too.

Just... like... you.

Your cousin has
such natural beauty...

much more than you.

Ooh.

You're shocked, aren't you?

I wonder why?

You've been such a bad
influence, after all...

- Don't you ever touch her.
- Oh, please,

Carolyn. Let's not
be melodramatic.

Do you think I brought you here
to be my own, personal
sex slave?

Think I'm some sick

pedophile like all the other
commons on this site?

Oh...

...you have no idea
what I'm all about.

Well, let me show you.

You ever heard
of the world wide dark web?

It's a special place

where special people

go to find special things

that they've only heard about...
or dreamed about.

They can buy anything there.

Including you. See?

The sickos out there

love to watch you shiver
at my feet.

They binge-watch this stuff.

They follow it religiously.

They know how it's gonna end...

...and they can't wait.

- No. Please. No.

[clicking]

[foreboding music]

♪

[whimpering]
[beeping]

Please...

I... I did everything
you wanted.

- I know that you did,
Carolyn...

...but let's just pretend
that you didn't.

- No...
[dramatic music]

♪

[birds chirping]

[ominous music]

♪

- I have to drive

Kyle to Sunday school.

Your breakfast is on the table,
coffee's fresh.

We have to talk seriously

about Whitendale.
They can enroll him

early for summer classes.

- Honey, we just can't afford
to send him to private. Not yet.

But my investments are
gonna come through

and we'll have the money soon,

and much more. I promise.

- Alright. See you in a bit.

♪

[typing]

- You've been waiting
for this one, gentlemen...

and you'll pay.

[rapid dinging]

- I forgot Kyle's lunch.
- Oh, OK.

Just putting together some
lesson plans for tomorrow.

Drive safe, honey.

[sinister music]

♪

[rapid dinging]

[dinging]

♪

[dinging]

[dinging]

[dinging]

[dinging]

[ringing]

- Hey, were you wired in
just then?

- Yeah, I just sunk a spike
into him. I'm sorting through

all these other guys, too.
Probably won't have anything

solid until tomorrow. Have you
heard from the cops yet?

- No.
- [Well, I'm doing some]

real hacking here.
We'll find this creep.

- Well, my mom is coming back
this afternoon,

so I probably won't
be able to do any camming.

- You won't need to. I have
a robot watching your feed

right now. Anyone who goes there
looking for you gets tagged.

You were a...

you were a big hit.

- Shawn...

thank you for what you're doing.

Carolyn and I love you
very much.

- Of course you do.

[beeping]

[sighing]

[beeping]

What the hell was that?!
[rapid beeping]

[dinging]

- You can run

but you can't hide.

Francis Fitzgerald.

I think you have a son
in my class.

[typing]

Hello, Shawn.

You've been a very bad boy.

- Thanks.

- Mom!

- Honey, I'm here!

- I have a lot to tell you.
- OK.

This is shocking.

Did you both go on here?

- I didn't do any sex stuff.

Me and Shawn are just trying
to find the guy.

- Honey, do you have any idea
how dangerous this is?

- I need to find Carolyn!
I'll do whatever it takes.

[doorbell ringing]

- Hey, big sis.

- Hi, baby brother.

- I could use a drink.

Got a beer?

- Really?

- OK, so, get this.

Me and the boys did
some snoop work.

Come to find out
that the night manager

at the Easy rented a room
to a bum.

- A bum? Well,
what does that mean?

- Sometimes, when a John wants
to share a bed with a hooker,

he gives his money
to a street guy

to rent the room for him,

so that the John doesn't have to
show his face or sign anything.

It only happens
at the really sleazy places.

- Did the bum know
who this John was?

- That's just it.
No one can find the bum.

I got this info from the owner,

who's a real piece of work,
let me tell you.

I guess you were right,
little lady.

I think we have
a situation here.

- I appreciate
the tip, Mr. Hilers,

but these are all dead ends.

- So we're just supposed to
accept that my niece disappeared

at some sleazy motel?
- We don't know that for sure.

- Oh, like hell we don't!
- Just calm down.

Now, believe it or not,
we are pursuing this case:

we're turning that motel upside
down, and our IT guys are

looking into
the cam girl account.

Also, I'll be personally
conducting interviews

at Alex's school tomorrow.

We will see what we can turn up.

I take my job
very seriously, Mr. Hilers.

We're on this.

[office hubbub]

[suspenseful music]

- [Mr. Darrs]: "The Devil looked
on Heaven, and saw

how awful goodness was."

Scary, huh?

I have some great reading
for you tomorrow.

[school bell ringing]
OK, everybody.

Enjoy the rest of your Monday.

[ominous music]

♪

- Alex!

OK. So...

looks like most of the guys you
were talking to were losers.

Broke. But one of them

hacked me and, get this,
the four grand

that was in Carolyn's account
just disappeared this morning.

- Do you know where it went?
- No...

but I will. I'm gonna
get this bastard.

- Do you think we should
tell the cops? I mean,
they're here today.

- No. Not yet.
I need something more real.

But we're this close!

- Don't you kids have another
class you need to be at?

- Yeah, sorry Mr. Darrs.

- No harm done.
Hurry, or you'll be late.

- James Darrs.

Detective Rhodes. This is
my associate, Ronnie Sarzo.

We're questioning people today
on the disappearance

of Carolyn Hilers.
- Yes, of course.

Please, step into my classroom.

I'm in a free period.

Yeah, come on in.

Please, have a seat.
- No, thanks.

- So, did you
notice anything strange

goin' on with the girl?
Anything at all?

- Not that I noticed.

Nothing unusual, I mean.

Well, then again...
- Go on.

Please. Be candid.

- Our film elective teacher,

Mr. Thomas,

he seemed...

...interested in Carolyn.

- Interested?
- I think he was

the last faculty member
to see her that day.

- Did she like older men?

- I have no idea.

[indistinct speaking]

- [Sarzo]: Did you
see Carolyn that day?

- I did. I... I met
with her after school

that day because
I wanted to talk to her

about her acting, so...

I... I have some
connections in TV, so...

I... I wanted to make
a reel for her.

- And what would have been
in that arrangement for you?

- Well, I'm... her teacher
and she was my student,

so I was... I was just
trying to help her out.

- I think we're done here.

Sorry for keeping you

after school hours, Mr. Thomas.

[coughing]
- It's OK.

[puffing]

- Asthma?

- It's allergies. I have
a childhood condition.

- Have a nice evening.

[sighing]

[coughing]

[tense music]

♪

[whistling]

[whistling]

- I may need to change lines
and pull back on my hours.

Flying is what I've
always wanted to do,

but I also want
to be a mom, you know?

Thank you, Mr. Pearson.

I'll be in touch.

[beeping]

Hey!

How long have you
been standing there?

- Long enough.

Who are you and what have you
done with my mother?

- OK, smartypants. Come here.

You know what, honey? I may
have come back too late
to see you grow up,

but until you go to NYU,

I'm gonna be here for you...

and for Carolyn.

We're gonna find her.

- Thanks, Mom.

I'm just happy you're back.

- When you were
a little girl, you...

used to be so scared
when I'd get on airplanes.

You were afraid I would
fall out of the sky.

- And you would say,

"Mommies can't fall

'cause mommies have
to come home."

I remember everything.

You were my hero.

You still are.

- Oh, sweetie.

Come here.

[fast-paced music]

♪

- John Smith?

That's a fake name
if I've ever heard one.

Holy hell!
And you just deposited

4 000 big ones.

[alarm ringing]

No!

DAMN IT!

- He nuked your whole system?!
- [Whoever he is,]

he's damn good. Better than me.

The account was under
a bogus name, but I wrote down

the routing numbers. We need
to take this to the cops
right away.

- We'll come pick you up.
Give us 30 minutes.

[sighing]

[eerie music]

- Come on, guys!

[dramatic sound indication]

[crickets chirping]

[dramatic music]

♪

♪

- I'm sorry there, child.

You were just collateral damage.

♪

- Shawn?
[doorbell ringing]

Shawn?

- OK. You know what, honey?
Maybe he left without us.

[phone notification]

[beeping]

[dramatic sound indication]

Oh, my God.

- Please... I did

everything you wanted.

- I know that you did, Carolyn,
but let's just pretend

that you didn't.

Now say hello
to your pretty cousin, Alex.

She's watching.
Say hello to her!

- Alex...

No! Please!

Please, please don't hurt her!

- Say hello... cam girl.

- Hello.

- Mom...
- It's OK, baby.

I know. It's OK.

- [Dt. Rhodes]: We appreciate
you coming in this afternoon.

I know last night was
a nightmare for all of you.

Alex, how you holdin' up?

- How do you think
she's holding up? Hm?

I wanna know what you guys are
doing about all this,

OK? I wanna know if that psycho
killed my daughter, too!

- Detective, I don't think we're
up to answering any questions.

My daughter's upset...
- Mom! It's OK.

Let's just get it over with.

- OK.

Ahem. Alex...

what I'm gonna tell you

may come as a shock.
Our IT guys have

traced the source
of the video. It was

routed through some complicated
dark web channels,

but we believe

it may have originated
from an e-mail account

owned by your film teacher,
Robert Thomas.

- Mr. Thomas?

He doesn't even own a computer.

- Are you saying that creep
kidnapped my Carolyn?

- We're not so sure, Mr. Hilers.

My associate is on her way
to pick him up right now,

and there are others being

interviewed at the school
as well.

I just need to ask Alex
a few more questions

about Mr. Thomas. It won't
take long, and then you can

all go home and get some rest.

- This is unbelievable.

If you had acted faster,
that boy would

still be alive.

- We will give you a moment
before we get started.

I'll... I'll be back.

Alex, I'm very sorry
for your loss.

- Jeeze. That guy's useless.

- Right now, police are questioning a person of interest

in connection with the murder of 18-year-old Shawn Fitzgerald.

We are standing by
to bring you the latest.

- And that's that!

The wheels are in motion.

It'll take them
six to eight days

to get the DNA results
and when they do,

Robert Thomas will
be burned at the stake.

I've made sure of that.

In the meantime,

I'm not gonna make any mistakes.

No more cam girl hunting
for a while.

We're gonna lay low.

I gotta protect my investments,
after all.

I'm sorry I cut you...

...but you make it
sound so good,

and that sells so well.

- [Alex]: I killed him, mom.

- Honey, you did
what anybody would have done.

Hell, you did
what I probably would

have done.
- You don't understand. If...

if he hadn't tried to help,
he would've...

- That sick man murdered Shawn,

not you. It wasn't your fault!

We are not giving up on Carolyn.

I believe she's still alive.

- I just have this feeling

that the cops have it all wrong.
- I know, honey.

And whatever happens,
we're gonna get through this.

All of us.
Including your cousin.

[sighing]

[school bell ringing]
- [Mr. Darrs]: No, honey.

I'm not gonna make it home
tonight. I'm sorry. I have
to drive down to San Diego

to film another conference.
It's a last minute thing.

I will be back tomorrow,

most likely. OK. I know.

I'll call you when I get there.

OK. I love you.

[beeping]

An educator's work is
never finished, apparently.

I've gotta be honest, Alex.

I didn't expect you
to come back to class so soon.

- Well, if I just stayed at
home, what good would that do?

- I'm sorry.

We all loved Shawn.

- Mr. Thomas loved him, too.

Shawn helped him

with everything.
- I know.

It's truly shocking.

- I just... it doesn't
make sense. I mean,

I can't stop thinking about it.

I won't stop thinking about it.

Not until I figure this out.

- I can tell by the look on
your face that you won't stop...

but know that we're all
in your corner.

And please ask

if there's anything
I can do to help.

- Sure thing, Mr. Darrs.

I'm sorry I didn't
finish my paper.

- Oh, don't be silly!
With everything that's going on,

I wouldn't have expected a word.

Let's just pretend that you did.

[eerie sound indication]

- [Carolyn]: Please...

I did everything you wanted.
- I know that you did, Carolyn,

but let's just pretend

that you didn't.

- What did you just say?

- I mean... we'll
fudge the numbers a little.

You'll pass.

- OK,

Mr. Darrs.

Thanks.

[fast-paced music]

♪

- Let's just pretend
that you did.

But let's just pretend
that you didn't.

- A teacher's conference
in the middle of the week?

When does that ever happen?

- [GOD DAMN!]
- Scott, just calm down.

- [I CANNOT BELIEVE THIS!]
- I pulled into your driveway

just now. We'll talk
about this like adults.

- [No, listen to me, sis.
I don't...]
- Just try to...

[grunting and glass shattering]
Oh, damn it! Scott!

[hollering]

- I failed her, sis.
I failed my daughter,

and now she's probably dead!

Alex was right. I am

such a piece of crap!

- Listen...

Breaking your hand isn't

gonna help anyone.
Just calm down.

- You're still
playin' captain, huh?

- I'm not playing anything!
I'm your sister and I love you!

You know, I...
You should stay with us

for a while. I don't
like the idea

of leaving you here alone.

Hey. Hey.

Hm.
[phone ringing]

Damn! That was Alex,
but my battery just died.

Scott, can I use your phone?

- Sorry, sis.

Casualty of war.

- Then get your stuff together.
I gotta charge this thing

and call Alex back.

And you are coming
to stay with us.

I'm not gonna leave you here
alone to go crazy.

We need to have
hope now, Scott...

and we need each other.

- This is crazy...

I mean, it...
it couldn't be him.

[car being unlocked]

You're not gonna
follow him, Alex.

You're just not.

[engine starting]

[suspenseful music]

♪

♪

Where the hell are you going?

♪

♪

♪

Damn it.

♪

♪

♪

♪

[camera going off]

- Good afternoon, Alexandra.

I was worried I lost you.

[dramatic sound indication]

- [Rachel]:
That's a little strange.

Alex's car isn't here.

- [Scott]: Could she
still be at school?

- Alex?

Alex, are you home?

- I'll check upstairs.

[crow cawing]

[sharp inhale]

[whimpering]

[bed frame squeaking]

[clicking]

[gasping]

[whimpering]

- Rise and shine, sweetness.

- GO TO HELL!

- You've always been such
a little spitfire, Alexandra.

I've always loved
that about you.

It'll make for some
really great clips.

- Where's Carolyn?

- Oh, she's doing
fine... mostly.

You have been very smart.

I've really enjoyed

this little chess game,

but I've been

a couple moves ahead of you
the whole time.

Let's just pretend that you did.

You really wouldn't think me
that foolish, would you?

- I'm sure you're
very proud of yourself.

- I'm very proud of you.

You were always
my very best student.

- The cops are looking for you.
They'll find this place.

- I don't think so.

- The hint that I dropped
was perfect. It made you

doubt yourself and follow me
all the way up here on your own.

And there's no way
you could've told anybody

how to get here;

there's no service
in these mountains.

It's very secluded.

Very secret.
- Why did you

kill Shawn? You already
trashed his computers.

He was nothing to you!

- You can live in denial

all you'd like, but you killed
him yourself

the moment you sent him looking

for your cousin. The truth is...

that boy was lucky.

I could have killed him

much slower for all the
inconveniences he caused me...

[chuckling]
...but I'm not a monster.

- YOU ARE CRAZY!
- Well, that doesn't
matter much now, does it?

You lost the chess game,

and now you belong to me.
But you can

rest assured...
that every moment

will be immortalized,

because you're
our newest player.

My viewers will love
getting to know you.

[inaudible speaking]

[whimpering]

- NO!

[screaming]

[whimpering]

- Let's play nice, OK?

[whimpering]

Goodbye for now, Alexandra.

I'm gonna go spend some time
with your cousin.

Then, it's show time...

...for both of you.

[muffled exclamations]

- She's not up here.

[Scott sighing]

What's wrong?

- Listen to this.

- [Alex]: Mom, you're not...

you're not picking up.
Something happened today.

Something to do with
my English teacher, James Darrs.

He said something weird.

And he's going
to this teacher's seminar

in San Diego in the middle

of the week,
which is kind of weird too.

I'm thinking
of maybe following him.

That's insane, right?

Anyway, when you get this,

please call me.

I love you, Mom.

Bye.

[beeping]

- I have a bad feeling
about this.

- You and me both.

- I tried calling her again
when you went upstairs...

nothing.

- So, what's the plan?

- I wanna talk
to this English teacher of hers

face to face.

I think I can find his address.

[bed frame squeaking]
[whimpering]

[laboured breathing]

[fast-paced music]

♪

[laboured breathing]

- I need you to be cool, Scott.

- OK. I'll follow your lead.

[suspenseful music]

♪

- Yes? Can I help you?

- Mrs. Darrs?

My name is Rachel Hilers.
My daughter

is a student at the high school
where your husband teaches.

Is Mr. Darrs home?

- I'm afraid not.

Sorry, but what is
this all about?

- You see, ah...

Scott's daughter, my niece,

she's missing.
- Goodness.

Carolyn Hilers. I'm so sorry,

I didn't realize right away.
- Thank you.

My daughter, Alexandra,

didn't come home today
and as you can imagine,

with everything that's happened,
we're both worried.

She left a message earlier,
saying that she might

want to talk to your husband.

He may have been the last person
to speak with her.

- He hasn't been home...

and I haven't
seen your daughter.

I'm not sure what to say.

- Neither do I. I'm just...

grabbin' at straws, here.

[sighing]
Mrs. Darrs,

may I just have
one moment with you?

A moment alone. Please.

♪

You have a son?

- Yes.

He's seven years old.

- Mrs. Darrs...

we love our children more
than we love ourselves, I think.

I would die for my daughter.

If I knew

I could lay my life on the line
and make her safe

right now, that's exactly
what I would do.

So I'm begging you.

Mrs. Darrs...

if you know anything...

If you think

your husband could
know anything,

anything at all that could
help us find her...

- My husband is a good man.

He only wants to provide for us.

- I don't doubt
you believe that.

But I can tell
you know something!

Please.

Please, Caitlin.

As a mother, I'm begging you.

Please, help me.

She gave me an address
to a country rental

near the lake.
Said her husband kept it

a secret for years. She found
out about it a few weeks ago.

Damn it, Scott.

This is crazy.

- Look. I say we check
this out ourselves.

OK? I don't think we have
anything to lose.

If we see anything weird,
we'll go right to the cops.

Let me see your phone.

I'm gonna hedge our bets too.

[pained grunting]

[screaming]
- She was so beautiful.

I had to cash her out.

Bills were piling up.

When I put up her last clip,

it did 100 000 in two days.

You'll do much more
than that, of course.

You're much prettier.

Tonight's the night...

...we're finally gonna lose you.

And little Alex will
take your place.

[sighing]

You wanted to be
in movies, right?

Now you're in

the most awesome
reality TV show of all time!

[fast-paced music]

A private show for
private people. They love you

out there! They can't wait
to see the end of you!

You won't be famous;

you'll be infamous.

That's what all you

bad Hollywood girls want, right?

That's what

you want!

Say it!

SAY IT!

- We lost the GPS signal.

But I think we can still
find the address. It's
up in these mountains.

We're on the right road.

[dramatic sound indication]

- You have such a pretty face.

I saw a lot of pretty faces
when I was your age.

All of them were
so entitled.

What... irony.

A terrible,

lovely irony.

- Hey. I'm seein'
some lights over there.

We should be
less than a mile out.

[grunting]

[whimpering]

- [Mr. Darrs]: Why don't we

practice the moment.

Shall we?

I want you to scream.

And I want you
to make me believe it.

- Go to hell!

[screaming]
HELP! I'M HERE!

[muffled screaming]

- This is the place.

Looks like he's home.

[muffled screaming]

[muffled screaming]

- Sweet dreams, sweetness.

[whimpering]

[dramatic sound indication]

Ms. Hilers!

An unexpected surprise.

It's good to see you.

Ah, this is your brother, Scott.

Right? Carolyn's father.
- Yeah.

- Well, won't you come in?

[door closing]

Would you people
like some coffee?

- No. Actually, I want
to see my daughter.

- Excuse me?
- I think you heard what I said.

- We talked to your wife.
Said you went out of town.

on business
- The conference was cancelled.

I thought I'd unwind here
for a bit.

- Oh, save it! We know
Alex came here to see you

and she never came home!
- I think you're overreacting.

Alex probably went
to a movie or something.

You'll hear from her
later tonight, I'm sure.

If it'll ease your mind,

why don't you have
a little look around?

I have nothing to hide.

[tense music]

♪

♪

[laboured breathing]

[whimpering]

- Nothing here, Rachel.
I checked all the rooms.

- I told you.
I have nothing to hide.

- I guess you weren't
hiding anything.

- You sure you don't
wanna stay for coffee?

- No, thanks.

- Good evening.

[door opening]

- He's still back there,
watching us.

- I am not leaving here until we
check every inch of this place.

Look. Starting with that storage

unit over there.

[muffled moaning]

- Damn right.
- Did you guys change your mind

about coffee?

- You wouldn't mind

if we looked in those storage
units over there, would you?

[whimpering]

- Actually, I would.

I've been a very patient man,

but I think it's time
you got off my property.

- OK, Mr. Darrs. You win.

For now.

We should go for the police.

- Yeah. We leave now,
he wins. OK?

He could run like hell before
we can bring help back here.

- Well, we have
to do something.

Now!
- Right. I think he has a gun.

- And what is that in
your waistband? A water pistol?

[muffled screaming]
- You can't play captain, sis.

You could get killed.

- I am not leaving here

without our daughters!
- MOM!

MOM! MOM! GET THIS OPEN!
- Scott, that's her!

That's Alexandra in there!

- MOM!

MOM!

MOM!
- Oh, jeeze!

MOM!
[grunting]

- Oh! Oh, my baby! Are you OK?

Did he hurt you?
- I'm al... I'm alright

but we have
to get Carolyn! She's...

- Doing just fine.

- CAROLYN!
- That's my daughter,

you psycho!
- Not anymore.
What's gonna happen is

the three of you are gonna stand
right there...
- Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa.

- ...while I take
this cam girl into my car.

If you move, I'll kill her.

If you follow us,

I'll kill her.
Are we on the same page?

- No, we're not.
YOU ARE NOT TAKING MY DAUGHTER!

- UNCLE SCOTT! DON'T!
- Hey! Stay back! Stay back!

- If you want this child
to die, Mr. Hilers,

please, by all means, open fire!

- It's gonna be OK, Carolyn!
I promise! Look at me!

We're not gonna
let him hurt you!

IT'S ALL OVER AND HE KNOWS IT!
- I don't think so.

Check mate, Alexandra.

[grunting]
AH!

- CAROLYN!

- Come on!

[dramatic music]

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[engine starting]

[tires screeching]

[gunshot]

[glass shattering]
[gunshots]

[tense music]

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[suspenseful music]

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[gun being cocked]
- In a big hurry, man?

Hey, uh... where
you headin' tonight?

- I'll see you at the hospital,
best friend.

- OK, best friend.

- She will be fine

and Robert Thomas is
in the clear.

We're finding all sorts of...

sick stuff in that house.

You're one brave kid, Alex.
You're a real hero.

- A real hero could've
saved Shawn.

- You saved your cousin.

- There he is.

He's a sick one, alright.

- OK.

- Detective Rhodes?

Thank you.
- No, no, no, no, no.

Thank you, Ms. Hilers.

- Mom, can we go
to the hospital now?

- Honey... we can go

wherever you wanna go.

And I'll be there. I promise.

[soft, uplifting music]

[sighing]

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- SETTE inc.

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