Don't Breathe (2016) - full transcript

- Are you sure you have the right keys?
- Trust me, it's the right key.

- Okay, then, open the door.
- It shouldn't be taking so long, man.

20, 19, 18...

- Rocky, those are very slow seconds.
- Yo, kill that already.

- Dude, come on.
- ...15, 14, 13...

- ...12, 11, 10, 9...
- This is what I'm talking about.

I told you this was gonna be fancy.

All right, so, just like last time. No cash.
The total take has to fall below 10 G's.

Yeah, yeah. Whatever, judge Judy. Come on.

Let's do this.

Okay, let's get out of here.



Hey, Rocky, did you hear
that Kopecky's moving away?

Everybody's leaving.

You know, if we keep hitting houses
like today's Rocky, and...

Bye-bye, Detroit.

And hola, California.

- Wait, wait. You're going away, Rock?
- Yeah, as soon as I can.

When are you... when are you coming back?

Never.

You should come with us.

What? Everyone else is gone.

I got my dad here.

I'll miss you, then.

Dad?

You home?



- Yo, this is it, man?
- Minus my 40 percent.

- Take it or leave it.
- There's a fucking Rolex in there, bro.

And what do you think, I'm going
to put it up for auction at Sotheby's?

Do you know how much people
on the street pay for a hot Rolex?

You want money? Then steal money.

Fucking bullshit, bro.

Do you want this new tip or not?

All right, let's hear it.

1837 Buena Vista Street.

House is with your dad's security company.
I already checked.

Guy who owns it is an Army vet loner.

No family. Just him in the house.

- That part of the city is a ghost town.
- It looks like a dump.

- That's actually good news.
- How's that good news?

The story goes...

some preppy girl, a few years ago,
ran over this guy's daughter.

- Jesus.
- The daughter dies...

and this preppy,
rich-ass family pays him off.

- Gives him a big-ass sediment.
- Settlement.

Blow me, Your Honor.

All right, this guy is sitting on at least...

300 K. Boom!

I mean, if I deliver this stake
to Raul, man, he will shit his pants.

Do you think the money's in the house?

- I don't know. Let's go find out.
- Guys, no. We don't do cash.

Above 10 K, it's major larceny.
That means 10 years if we get caught.

- We won't get caught.
- Okay, and then what?

That amount brings a serious cop presence.
They'll do an investigation.

- My dad could get in trouble.
- I knew you'd bitch out, man.

- I just knew it.
- Alex, if we do this right,

we never have to do it again.

Where are you going?

We're not doing this one.

Seriously?

Give us the fucking keys, man.
We'll fucking do it.

Alex!

"Gulf War veteran reaches
six-figure settlement."

Six-figure settlement.

All right.

The suspect was leaving
the rear entrance of the club.

Are you done, Diddy?

Be a doll and get your mother
a large four-cheese from Tony's.

- So Trevor's living here now?
- Don't be a bitch, Roxanne.

It's just a few months
till he can find a new job.

- You have no money in here.
- You pay for it then.

I know you're making money.

I'm done.

Your lips look sore.

That's how you're making
your cash out there?

Okay, Diddy, let's go for a walk.

I want to go to the beach.

Yeah, well, it's not summer, monkeyhead.

I want to be a surfer.

There's no surf in Michigan.

Not fair.

Yeah, well...

some things you can't change, baby.

- No matter how unfair they are.
- What a bummer.

Hey, you know where there is surf?

California.

What do you say you and I move
there together? Would you like that?

Okay. I promise, then.

- Is that a new tattoo?
- Yeah. I got it last night.

- Is it a...
- Ladybug.

Why a ladybug?

What?

When my dad left, my mom started drinking,

and she told me that...

my dad's leaving was all my fault.

And I missed him a lot, so I'd cry.

She got so fed up with the crying that she
would lock me in the trunk of her car.

Sometimes for hours.

But there was this...

a little hole in the trunk,
and one time a ladybug flew in,

kept me company.

It made me feel safe.

When I reach California, I'm gonna
color this tat, and that's the last time

I will mark my body.

If we get this money,
I'm going away with you guys.

I know you will.

At least four blocks around,
houses aren't occupied.

No people means no five-o on patrol.

It's gonna be a piece of cake.

The guy's a shut-in,
hasn't left his house in, like, five days.

I say we do it with him in the house.
I'll get a chloro-bomb.

- Jesus.
- Fucking A.

Get off my fucking car, dog shit!

Shit, that's our guy.

Wait, is he blind?

He lost his sight in Iraq or something.

That's kind of fucked up
to rob a blind guy, isn't it?

Just because he's blind
don't mean he's a fucking saint, bro.

We do this tonight.

The whole neighborhood is fucking empty.

This guy's the last man standing.

The lights are out. He must be asleep.

He's blind.
Lights off doesn't mean anything.

It's 2 a.m. He's sleeping.

Let's take care of that dog first, yeah?

Come on, man.

He's chewing it.
It'll be lights out in a sec.

There's four locks. You got the other keys?

- I only have the one.
- Fuck me.

Why wouldn't he give backup
keys to the security company?

Because the money's in there,
and the paranoid fuck doesn't trust nobody.

Let's check for a side door?

Sweet dreams, pup.

- What's that?
- We just have to point this

in the general direction of the master
keypad, and it'll kill the alarm.

Okay, open the fucking door, Dexter.

Yes. Got it.

Shit.

- What's wrong?
- It won't open.

This guy isn't messing around.

There's a bolt here. I can feel it.

- Come on.
- That's too loud. That's too loud.

Fucking stop.

What about that window?

There's no bars on it. I can fit in there.

What? No, we're not
sending you in there alone.

Nobody's sending me anywhere.
I'm going myself.

Help me up.

- Here, Rocky. You only got 30 seconds.
- Okay.

Here. Come here.

Slow your roll, fool.

She must have got it by now. She's fine.

- Yeah, like you really give a fuck.
- What'd you say?

That's my bitch in there.
Of course I give a fuck.

Let me give you some advice.

Be a good friend, and stay
in the fucking friend zone, all right?

- Are you okay?
- Yes.

Shoes off.

- What the fuck?
- Hey.

- Hey. Hey.
- Okay.

What does a tree need to grow?

Water, seeds, soil, and... sun.

Sounds good.

Done!

- What the fuck, dude?
- The guy's gassed out. He's out.

- He's in Sleeping Beauty mode. It's fine.
- Guys.

- That's a big-ass lock.
- If the money's in the house...

probably in there.

You think you can crack it open?

Yeah, I got this.

Fuck.

Jesus.

- Do you have anything else?
- Yeah.

Yeah, yeah.

I've got a more powerful tool.

- What the hell is that?
- It's a nine millimeter Beretta.

- Gangster-style, bitches.
- Why'd you bring a gun?

This is a soldier's house, Alex. Like I'm
gonna come in here without some chrome.

- You've never shot a gun before.
- Yeah, well...

it's time to pop that cherry 'cause I'm gonna
pop that shit like a fucking tuna can.

Do you have any idea
what bringing a gun to a burglary means?

Yeah, it gives me a better chance
to defend myself, Alex.

No, it means you just gave this guy
the legal right to shoot us.

- Rocky, let's go.
- No, no, no, no.

- I think we should stay.
- We have to leave. This is not good.

You don't really think just 'cause you
jerk off to her Instagram selfies

that makes you a Romeo?

Think again, bitch.

Fuck, I'm so out.

Alex.

Who... who's there?

Okay, man, just chill, all right?

Look...

I was wasted, and I wandered in,
so that was my bad, all right?

So, I'm just gonna...
I'm just gonna leave, okay?

Stay right fucking there.

Don't you fucking move.

Yeah, that's right. I know what's in there,
and I ain't leaving without it.

You got me? Now, you do as I say, all right?

Don't take one single step, all right?

Well, do you hear me or what?

What, are you blind
and deaf all of a sudden?

Motherfucker, I said stop.

I think you fucking heard me.

- Sorry.
- Don't you move.

What the fuck are you doing,
you old man? I'll fucking shoot you.

Don't you fucking test me.

You're a fucking pussy.

What are you gonna do now, huh?

You better fucking stop.

Don't make me fucking kill you, man.

Please. Please.

Please, just let me walk.

Let me walk. Leave me alive.

Please.

How many of you are there?

- What?
- How many?

It's just me, man, all right?
It's just fucking me. Just let me go!

Please let me go.

Just let me go.

Okay. Okay.

Okay.

Okay, I swear to God..

Rocky, hey, are you okay?

Are you okay?

Maybe... maybe we should call
the cops before he does.

We'll come clean...

Wait.

What?

Oh, my God.

There's a lot more than 300 grand in there.
That's got to be about a million dollars.

Okay, let's get out of here.

The storm cellar door,
door's bolted from the inside.

That could be our way out.

Let's go.

Let's go.

This way.

What? Oh, shit. The phone died.

Fuck.

- Where's the door?
- I don't know.

Where is it? Do you see it?

Please help me! Please!

We need to get the fuck
out of here right now.

Come on. Let's go.
Look, the door's right here.

What?

Rocky? Rocky.

Rocky, listen, listen. Hey, that's our exit.

The door's right fucking there.
We can leave right now.

She's the one who killed his daughter.

- We have to get her out of here.
- No, no, no. Rocky, we don't have time.

We'll get out of here, and we'll call the cops,
and then they'll come find her, all right?

The code from the safe upstairs.
Do you remember it?

- 2978, 78, 78, 2978.
- 2-9-7-8.

Okay, got them.

He's coming.

- Hurry up.
- One more, one more. Fuck, fuck!

I almost have it. Almost... okay.

I don't care what you did.
I'll get you out of here.

Go, go!

- There's the door.
- There it is.

Are you okay?

What's wrong?

- What's wrong?
- It's locked.

You have the keys. Don't you have the keys?

- One of these should open it.
- Come on.

Come on.

- Come on.
- Okay.

Yes.

Come on.

He shot her.

No.

No!

No!

My baby.

No!

No!

No!

We have to go back upstairs.

Yeah, listen. Listen, okay?

These keys, they match the locks
on the front door. All right?

If we get up there, we can get out.

Okay?

Let's go now.

Shit.

Alex?

Rocky?

Please don't...

No, please...

- Rocky?
- Alex! Alex.

Rocky, Rocky. Rocky, let's go.
Let's go. This way. This way, come on.

This way, come on, come on, come on.

- Oh, come on.
- Where am I?

Where is it? Light. I see light!

Come on, come on.

Don't... run.

Rocky...

go to the door.

Try the blue key.

- Do it.
- Okay.

Easy. Easy, buddy.

Fuck.

- Rocky?
- Yeah.

- Come on.
- Easy, buddy. Easy.

It's okay.

Okay, that's a good boy.

That's good. All right.

That's... that's good. That's good.

Run, now. Go, go, go!
Upstairs, now. Go. Go, go!

Go! There's a door! Come on!

Let's go.

Hey, move this. Come on.

- Are those blocked up too?
- Yeah.

We're trapped in here.

Rocky, the remote. Do you have it with you?

- Come on. Okay.
- What are you doing?

I'm pressing the panic button. If I manage
to get in range, the system will call 911

- and the police will come.
- No. Wait, we can't go to jail.

No. No, we won't. Okay? This is robbery
versus kidnapping and murder.

The police won't care about us
or why we were here in the first place.

- We would've helped them get this guy.
- But then we wouldn't keep the money.

- We need to get out of this room.
- Up there.

Go!

- Alex!
- What are you doing? Go!

No! No, no!

Hey!

Please, let me go.

Please, let me go!

I...

I understand you. She killed your daughter.

You wanted her to pay. I understand that.

- I won't tell anyone.
- You understand nothing.

Only a parent could know the...

bond between a father and his child.

She should have gone to prison, but...

rich girls don't go to jail.

None of this is going
to bring your daughter back.

That's not really true.

Cindy took my child away from me.

I thought...

it's only fair...

that she give me a new one.

She was pregnant with my baby.

You killed them both.

- No.
- Well, they would be alive

if you hadn't broken into my home.

No.

You have to be held accountable.

Please.

Please, God.

God? There's no God.

It's a joke.

It's a bad joke.

You tell me what god would allow this.

What are you doing?

I'm not a rapist.

I never forced myself on her.

Stop.

I promised I would set her free
just as soon as she gave me a child.

But now she's gone.

But I'm done waiting.

No. No, no.

- You can't do this to me.
- There's nothing a man cannot do

once he accepts the fact
that there is no god.

No! No. No, no, no, no!

No!

- No!
- You're strong.

You're young.

- You'll breed well.
- No. Get away from me.

No! No!

No!

No.

Stop.

Nine months...
and I will give you your life back.

Are you okay?

Rocky... Rocky, did he... Did he hurt you?

Rocky?

You fucking bastard.

Hey, Rocky. Rocky.
Rocky. Rocky, it's over. Come on.

How's that taste?

- Now what?
- Come on.

You're going to rot in prison
for what you've done.

Rocky, we can't involve the cops now.

If we steal a million in cash and then lead
the cops here, he'll tell them about us.

Our blood is all over.
They'll get to us in a second.

You got what you came for.

Now take it.

Get out of my house!

Look, he's buying our silence.
He needs us to take the money.

It's one or the other.

Whatever you choose, I'm with you.

This one.

Let's get out of here.

I need to find the key. All right.

That key won't...

I got it.

You're worthless out here.

Fuck.

Shit!

Fuck. Fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck! Fuck!

I'm sorry, Alex.

I'm so sorry.

No!

No.

What is that?

You and me at the beach.

Train service to Los Angeles
will be boarding shortly on platform six.

This house behind me on Buena Vista
belongs to a retired Army vet

who fought for our country in Iraq

and lost his sight as a result
of a grenade splinter.

Last night, two burglars broke into his home

and attempted to rob
and brutally attack him.

This visually impaired man
was able to defend himself,

shooting and killing both
his attackers on the spot.

Now, the man did sustain some injuries,
but doctors say he is in stable condition.

He'll be released from the hospital soon
and able to return to his home.

No goods were reported stolen by the victim.

I'm Dayna Clark, WADL News.