Disconnect

This film contains strong language and some scenes of a sexual nature

DANCE MUSIC REVERBERATES THROUGH WALLS

-Hey, where you been?

-Just getting the mail.

-What's for dinner?

-Champagne and caviar.

-Ha!

-Oh, shit, what'd I get?

-What up?!

-This is you in the middle.

-What are those, new kicks?

-Yeah, I think so.

-Yo, ten minutes, Call of Duty.

-You're on.

-It's on, bitch.

-Hey, Kyle.

Look what some creep sent me.

What's going on, Princess? This is you.

What's up, Kate? That's you.

Kinda feel like stilettos.

Seriously, Kyle? I'm in the middle of a show right now.

I'm sorry, I'm just bringing your stuff!

I went to the post office for you, come on.

That's sick.

# Keep everybody warm

# Keep everybody warm

# What you gotta do is keep yourself together

# Keep everybody warm

# Keep everybody warm. #

SIRENS WAIL IN DISTANCE

All right, who wants to go private tonight, huh?

Come on, guys. Keep me entertained.

Just tell me what you're into and we can go private.

Ball gags.

Yes, Sassy, I'm 18 years old.

Is this your first time going private?

Whatever you're in the mood for.

You like my diamond, huh?

Come on, Sassy. What are you, some sort of chick?

Huh?

I love chicks.

No, I have, actually, I have lots of hot mommies and daddies.

Did you see my wish list?

That's how you can reward me.

Very clever.

You ask a lot of questions, girl.

Come on, baby, what do you want? What do you want me to do, huh?

Do you want me to jack off for you? Is that it?

Oh, my God.

You want me to touch myself? What are you in the mood for?

So you don't...?

You don't wanna see me jack off or play with these toys or anything?

You really just want... You just want to chat.

MUSIC: Sail by Awolnation

Boo!

# This is how I show my love

# I made it in my mind because

# I blame it on my A.D.D, baby... #

Fucking muscle heads.

-..the veins popping out of his biceps.

-Dude!

-Yeah, but did you see...?

-That was good, man.

This is awesome.

So fucked up, man.

# Sail

# Sail

# Sail

THEY LAUGH

# Maybe I should cry for help

# Maybe I should kill myself

# Blame it on my A.D.D, baby

# Maybe I'm a different breed

# Maybe I'm not listening... #

WEIGHTS CLINK

Here he goes.

He's gonna get it, he's gonna get it.

That's ours! It's ours, it's ours!

-Can I help you? You sure?

-(Yeah.)

Oh, my God!

The fuck you looking at?

THROUGH HEADPHONES: # Sail... #

Don't do this at home cos it's really, really dangerous

and really, really stupid.

LAUGHTER

Is that real?

That's nuts!

This is a job, man. I put you in charge of these stores

and nothing's happening. Do you have any kind of answer for me?

I'm really tired of this shit, man.

PHONE RINGS

Dr Borland.

Hi.

Really?

Well, we can try again our next cycle, right?

Thanks, Doctor.

Hey.

So, um, Dr Borland said we could try again.

-Yeah?

-Yeah.

Can we talk about that a little later?

-I'm just running a little late.

-Yeah.

CHILDREN CHATTER OUTSIDE

HE HONKS HORN

You'd be crazy not to go for this internet story.

-You got to remind me again.

-Kid. Online. Chatroom.

I know. Look, I don't get it. He sits there all day?

No, no. He goes private with people.

He's a bright kid. He's probably trapped.

One minute. Nina, it just sounds so dark.

It's more of a feature than what you're used to. That's what I'm...

-Thank you(!)

-I'm just...

Look. There are thousands of kids like this.

I really think this could be powerful, you know?

It's got sex, it's got heart.

Just let me try, and I will not complain about

sitting behind this desk 24/7

writing those fluff pieces you give me.

Yes, you will.

All right, dude, I found him.

Ben Boyd.

Says he's in tenth grade at our school.

-He's in our grade?

-Yeah.

-SCOFFING:

-"Music is my passion.

"Everything from Sigur Ros to Radiohead."

-What the hell is Sigur Ros?

-Who knows? What do we write?

OK. Write...

"Hi, Ben, my name's Jessica. I go to Ridgewood.

"Sigur Ros is my fave."

-Say something about his song.

-OK.

-Erm...

-"I loved your song on your page."

-All right.

-"Your song was so...amazing."

-"It touched me, it's amazing."

"It touched me"! It touched me, that's good.

-Hey, guys.

-Hey, Dad.

-Hi, Mr Dixon.

-I almost ran this over, genius.

I'm sorry.

-You're sorry?

-Yeah.

-HE CHUCKLES

-How was the game?

-Played like Gretzky.

What are you guys doing?

-Homework.

-Reports.

-Homework?

-Homework.

-Homework or that?

-Homework ON that.

-I'm online.

-OK. You didn't wear that shirt to school?

-I wore this one over it?

-Yeah?

-Yeah.

-Are you lying?

-Frye, am I lying?

-He was there.

-Yeah? All right.

Frye, I only got chicken for two,

so you got to get the hell out of my house.

-Kidding, Frye!

-It's OK, my dad wants me home anyway.

All right, good. I got two cases to get to, so come on.

-Frye, it was good seeing you.

-You, too, sir.

Look at that.

(You know how much Daddy loves you?)

What's up, Mommy?

BABY COOS AND MAN LAUGHS

Look at that!

# Ba-dee, da-dee, da-dee, da, dee-da

# Ba-dee, da-dee, da-dee, da, dee-da

# Ba-dee, da-dee, da-dee, da, dee-da. #

The guy's got a non-compete clause and it's pretty airtight.

BEN CONTINUES SINGING IN BACKGROUND

I understand that. What, are they just going

to sue the guy and ask questions later?

Right. Well, they can't do that.

So, just have him call McCortland & Partridge

and we'll work something out, OK?

Like a settlement, come on! Put your fangs away.

All right. Bye.

-Hey, kiddo, where's Mom?

-Hey, she's upstairs, I think.

-What about Mozart?

-At his piano. Where else?

HE BEGINS PLAYING KEYBOARD

Now what are you doing?

HE LAUGHS

Lean Cuisine again?

You really need to mix it up.

I'm a student of the world, baby.

Mm-hmm.

I don't know.

Fuck, no. Come on.

Let's go cam-to-cam. That way I get to see you, too.

This isn 't fair, come on. Don't be shy.

I'm not going to charge you anything more,

it costs the same price. Come on.

It's easy, just click the button.

Hello? SHE CLEARS HER THROAT

Wow. You're...

You're really hot.

-LAUGHING:

-That's very...sweet.

-You're... You're smokin'.

-Please, my God.

-You could be my little brother.

-God, you are... You're a MILF.

-I'm a MILF?

-No, maybe you're not so much a MILF.

Like, you're not a cougar yet, cos you're not that old.

-You're like a puma.

-What's a puma?

It's like the step before a cougar.

Wow, that's...really depressing.

You know what? Let's play a game. For 1 million,

would you fuck a dirty, smelly, hairy homeless guy?

Oh, my God, no.

-No? For 1 million?

-No!

-OK, two million.

-No.

Bullshit! Come on. Five million. Five million.

Five million? OK.

You see, everybody has their price.

OK, this is what he wrote.

"Hey, thanks for liking my song.

"I was nervous about posting it. I know, I'm weird."

THEY CHUCKLE

-OK, say...

-Jason.

What's up, Billy? Say...

-"I think weird is sexy."

-Oh, yeah, that's good!

Perfect. OK.

Did he get it? He got it.

He's smiling!

Mom, oh, my God, the f-ing funniest thing happened today.

-Abigail, would you stop that please?

-What?

-F-ing. The f-ing thing.

-Sorry. Anyway...

-you know that girl Malinda Goodman?

-Uh-huh.

-No.

Yeah, well, she had, like, this laser treatment thing,

-you know, hair removal.

-Mm-hmm.

Anyway, there can be this side effect sometimes where you grow MORE hair.

MOTHER GASPS

I know. I swear, the girl has a fucking beard.

-Hey.

-Sorry.

OK, that's enough.

Hey, Ben. Can you please not do that at the table?

He is.

This is an annoying client, that's what this is. Dad is working.

-What is it, your girlfriend?

-His what?!

-Girlfriend? Ben!

-It's just a friend.

-You type away.

-Now, is this a friend from school?

-It's from Ridgewood.

-Freakwood.

Guys, come on, you're boring your mother and I.

It's OK, I'm out anyway.

-What? Come on.

-Yeah, me too.

OK. Well, you're excused, both of you.

-Well, Ben's officially there, huh?

-Where?

He's at that age where you have to pull every word out of him.

He's 15.

-PHONE VIBRATES

-I got to take this.

I was 17 before I started talking, you know? Hey.

Henry, I understand that.

Listen, that's your job, OK? Yeah, exactly.

ON TV: 'So what do we talk about?

'State Senator Crisswell, who's backing plans

'to stop the sign programme

'and would join a dozen states to stop using the sign.'

DOG BARKS

PHONE RINGS

-Hey.

-'Hey.'

-How's El Paso?

-'Oh, it's great.'

Erm, have you used the MasterCard for something?

-No.

-Well, it got declined.

-Did you max it out or something?

-No, of course not.

-Is this why you're calling?

-Well, yeah.

Yeah. I want to know why the credit card isn't working.

-I don't know.

-Great.

So now I'm in El Paso with no credit card.

I'm sure it's a mistake, Derek.

Just call the number on the back of the card.

-All right. All right, I'll talk to you later.

-OK.

-Bye.

-Bye.

PHONE RINGS

'Can you verify a 5,300 charge at Best Buy yesterday?'

That's not possible.

That's crazy. There's got to be a mistake.

'A charge for 28 at Victoria's Secret two days ago.'

-Absolutely not!

-'OK, Mrs Hull, we'll freeze that account.'

What the fuck?

Yeah, yeah, well, listen, I did that.

I talked to the cops, I filled out that report,

and they told me to go...

No, they said because it's under 10,000,

I have to deal with you guys.

And now you're sending me back to them and they're going to say...

All right, so, if you're going to investigate this,

how am I going to pay for shit in the meantime? You...

You guys have my money. That's it. That's it, that's all I have.

Yes, because my automatic payments are bouncing right now.

Well, I can't wait a month for an investigation.

OK, thank you very much. Thank you.

Thank you very much, I'll call you later.

These people are fucking useless.

What the fuck happened?

SCHOOL BELL RINGS

Dude, dude. There he is.

-Dude, send him a message.

-All right.

What?

Mom said you were driving me home from school.

No, Tracy drove me today. Take the bus.

-I have my guitar.

-That's not getting in my car.

-I'm sorry.

-GIRLS LAUGH

-He really is a tool, man.

-I told him Jessica's mom died.

I think he really feels fucking sorry for her now.

-You told him that your mom died?

-No, Jessica's mom died.

-Are you kidding me?

-Yeah, dude. You got to create empathy.

-A whole back story.

-It's weird, man.

-Your mom died.

-Yes? Yeah, dude, whatever, just creating a story.

OK. All right, we have lift off.

You ready? I said, "What are you up to?"

He says, "Having lunch with friends."

What a lying sack of shit, dude. Let me see.

-This is fucking awesome.

-OK.

"Hey, Ben, are you horny?

"I always get horny in the lunch room.

"Makes me wanna send you a picture."

-A picture?

-"A pic."

-He trusts us, we need to step it up a bit.

-That's true.

-Which pic would you call a Jessica?

-Oh, my... Mama!

This one? This one? Copy and paste. Yes. Send.

-You sent it?

-I sent it.

THEY LAUGH

Here we go.

Dude, I think he just pissed his pants, man!

THEY LAUGH

"How about you send me one back?"

HE MOANS WITH PLEASURE

EXHAUSTED SIGH

You are amazing. SHE LAUGHS

That was amazing.

-Peter?

-Yeah?

I'm going to ask you something and you're going to say yes.

-What? What?

-Is that what this is about?

DANCE MUSIC PLAYS AND DOG BARKS

Nice!

-Yo.

-Hi!

Hi, you... You, eh, Nina?

-So, do you want to sit?

-Yeah, sure.

How's it going?

-Good. Yeah, good.

-Yeah? Good.

-Well, anyway, thanks for coming to meet me.

-Yeah, of course.

Let's do this. I know a place right up the strip here,

if you wanna go.

Listen, Kyle, there's something that I didn't tell you about myself.

What, are you a dude?

No. No. Wait, hang on - do I look like I could be a dude?

-LAUGHING: No. No.

-Good.

No, I'm just...

I just think your story is really interesting,

and I was wondering, I don't know, if you would let me interview you.

What, for like a book?

Well, I work for a small TV station, a news station.

And I'm a reporter.

-The news? You wanna interview me on TV?

-Yeah.

-You have a smoke?

-No. Not right now, bro.

-OK.

Because you have a really great story.

You have a really great...

It's a really unique, interesting story, and I'd love to report it.

-It's special.

-Wow, I... I don't know. That's...

-Why not, Kyle?

-Really?

This is why you came down here?

No, but you see, nobody would recognise you

because you'd be in shadow and your voice would be distorted.

-I think I'm good, you know.

-Totally anonymous.

Don't you want something better than this?

Yeah, I wanted some money. I came down here, honestly,

because I thought I was going to get some cash.

And I'm really sorry that I lied, but I knew you wouldn't...

I just want to get to know you, so here's my card. Here's my card.

Just, you just never know. Call it. And my e-mail's on there as well.

Yo, bro, wait up.

Mike Dixon, please.

Hello, my name is Derek Hull,

and I was referred by a Detective Mantos.

Well, I'm calling regarding a fraud case.

I'll just call again. I'll call again.

DOORBELL RINGS

-Hey, good morning.

-Hey.

-Derek?

-Yeah, Derek, Derek Hull.

-Mike Dixon.

My pleasure. Thank you for coming so early, I really appreciate it.

How about social networking sites, you visit those?

Chatrooms, message boards?

No, no. Well, she spends her life online, but I don't.

-I sell my artwork online.

-Oh, thank you.

It's sort of my business.

-Well, I go on a chat site, sometimes.

-What kind of chatrooms?

It's a... It's a support group website.

Well, here's the thing, someone out there has all your information.

All right, here's what's going to happen.

I am going to clone your hard drives,

and I'm going to go through all the information and the activity

and see if I can figure out how and when this happened.

Is this really necessary?

Can't you just take the credit card numbers and run that somehow?

No. This is very necessary. Because right now

they could have credit cards in your name, take loans out.

They could have your social security number.

They could commit crimes in your name. Do you understand?

They can sell this information to 20 more people.

This... This could just be the beginning.

It's amazing how clueless people are.

It's like picking your nose in the car

and you think nobody's watching you.

And then they wonder how in the world

someone got their social security number.

-JASON:

-You done with this?

-Yeah.

-Hey, Dad?

-What, babe?

You think maybe... Maybe I could get an iPad?

My teacher said it would, like, help with all my school work.

Really? I told you I fixed the screen on your laptop.

It's up in my office. You don't need an iPad, bud.

What's this thing with you rolling

your eyes every time I say something? Wrap that up good.

HE DROPS PLATE AND SIGHS

Way to go, butterfingers.

No chicken salad for lunch.

And clean the floor.

And don't use the dish rag.

URBAN MUSIC PLAYS

Yeah, so I got that same guy.

Keeps coming back on with the lights turned off.

I can just see, like, the shadow from his face on the thing.

It's, like, come on, creeps me out. It's fucked up.

-That's fucked up.

-What's up, Kyle?

-Harvey, this is Shane.

-What's up, man?

-He's that kid I met at the skate park.

-You hungry, Shane?

Dig in. He makes really good fucking spaghetti.

-Dig in.

-It's my thing, spaghetti. I make spaghetti.

BOY LAUGHS

-So, where you from?

-Des Moines.

-Yeah, you been on the streets?

-Let the kid eat.

You know what we do here, Shane?

-How old are you?

-Um...15.

Let me ask you a question. Do you jerk off?

Yeah? You wanna get paid for it?

-That would be fucking awesome.

-Good, man.

One rule, Shane.

Trust me, no-one else. OK?

-SHANE:

-So, what am I supposed to do?

-Take off your pants.

Just look cute. They're dying for you to take it all off.

Now, play with the toys over there.

Guys talk to you all at once and your goal is

to get them to go private.

And how long does it take for someone to be interested?

Look, he's already got 14 that want to go private.

SHE LAUGHS

Look, this freak wants to go C2C.

C2C is kinda gross, cos you have to look right at them.

But...cam-to-cam costs more,

so if they wanna do it, you got to do it.

OK. All right.

This guy...

"MumboJumbo27."

-You feel good?

-Yeah, I feel good.

-You just got to do it.

-OK.

BOTH: Ohhh!

1-0! Big fuck you!

Fuck you. Pick new teams.

All right. Let's do it again. I'll beat you anyway, so...

-Dude.

-What?

-Holy shit.

-Oh, my God!

-He sent it.

-I didn't think he'd fucking do it!

-He did it! He's butt naked!

-Oh, my God! What the fuck?!

-He actually sent it!

He fucking wrote "love slave" on his leg with lipstick!

-Oh, my God.

-That is fucking disgusting.

That's awesome. It looks like a pink sausage!

This is so...

What, do you feel sorry for him?

-No.

-Are you in love with him?

-No, Frye.

-SOPPY VOICE: Are you in wuv with him?

-Dude, stop.

-Are you in wuv with wittle Ben Boyd?

Gross, man! I can feel your boner!

OK, what I like to tell people at this point is that...

I am not a marriage counsellor.

I don't know what you two know about each other, and that's OK.

I don't wanna know. That being said, here's your CD

and a printed overview of all suspicious activity.

Now, I think some of your personal information

may have been retrieved with your communications with Fear&loathing.

-What?

-Who's Fear&loathing?

It's just some guy.

He's in the chatroom I go to.

All you would have had to do was click on a link

or open an attachment from him, and then he would've...

He would've installed a Trojan virus onto your system.

Now, once he does this, he can do anything he wants with your computer.

You log on, you punch in your passwords, it comes up on his screen.

Everything you do, he can see.

He can turn on your camera. He can watch you.

Who is Fear&loathing? Who's he?

How does he have my password?

Your password is your birthday.

And, Derek, gambling websites are hacked all the time.

And you're also corresponding with

the bank regarding your second mortgage.

Wait, we don't have a second mortgage.

Yeah. And you received an e-mail requesting additional information.

Now, banks would never ask for sensitive information

like that via e-mail. So, I think that's how

he possibly got your personal account numbers,

your social, your mother's maiden name and all that other stuff.

Who is this guy? What's his name?

The name I came up with is Stephen Schumacher.

He's from Oakdale, PA.

-He told me his name was Finn.

-Yeah.

What I need to do now is find proof. And then once I do that,

I need to contact the local PD in Oakdale and bring them into it.

-What kind of proof?

-Bank receipts, credit card statements.

If he makes any large transaction, it could nail him.

-All right. And how long will that take?

-Could take three weeks.

-Could take three months.

-We don't have three months.

The cops couldn't do shit for us, that's why we hired you.

I understand that, but it's just not that easy, Derek.

-You have to be patient.

-I'm patient - my bank's not patient.

I understand that, but these people use mail drops, they use PO boxes.

They open an account one day, they close it the next.

Well, if you'll excuse me, I got to get back to work.

Don't want to lose my job too.

DOOR SLAMS

I'm sorry you had to see all this.

No, no, no. Don't be sorry. It's OK.

I'm sorry to say that I'm used to it.

Take that.

You been doing this long?

Privately, like six years. I was a cop for 20 years.

Computer crimes unit.

My wife passed away, so I retired to spend

some more time with my kid, so...

I'm sorry.

It's going to be OK.

It's going to be OK, I promise you.

It's in there. He's going to see everything in there.

-VOICE BREAKING:

-I didn't... Wasn't going to do it, I just...

-NINA: You're just going to look at me. KYLE:

-OK.

-You're going to change my voice for this, right?

-Yeah.

My mom's boyfriend was a drunk.

Rager with a wicked left hook.

-So, how did you end up here?

-I met this guy at the mall.

He told me he could help me out, give me a place to stay.

And then I got there and there were other kids.

It was just kind of chill.

-He's really not a bad guy.

-So, how does it work in the house?

You know, some people have built-in cameras on their laptops,

some have just webcams. All of our stuff is kind of streamed

through a site that hosts everything.

And then they, like, take out a commission, I guess,

then just send us our cheques.

I don't know, I mean, the younger you look, then the more you make.

And what happens when you outgrow it?

When you get older and you're too old to bring in enough customers?

-Erm...

-Do you think that you'll do this forever?

I don't know. I haven't really...

I haven't really thought about that.

MOBILE PHONE VIBRATES

That's the guy!

LAUGHTER

Love slave!

-THEY CHANT:

-Love slave! Love slave!

THEY SHOUT INDISTINCTLY

KNOCK ON DOOR

Ben?

Hey.

You're home so early. Is everything all right?

Yeah.

No band?

Cancelled.

What are you doing?

Homework.

You OK, sweetie?

Yeah. I have a lot of stuff to do.

All right.

OK.

Why didn't you tell me money was so tight with the second mortgage?

You know you'll have to pick me up and drop me off every day, right?

I know.

I read it. The whole thing.

You told him everything about us.

I don't know what you want from me.

You barely even look at me any more.

What time's your bus?

Kyle.

People are going to smell it and come up.

No, we're going to be fine. Just loosen up. Here.

-No!

-Come on. One.

I did that whole interview for you.

And so now I have to repay you by getting stoned?

Mm-hmm. Just one hit.

One. I've not smoked since 11th grade, so...

Just remember that.

I bet you were a real bad girl back in high school, huh?

Nobody liked me in high school.

Surprising.

Wow.

FIRE ALARM BLEEPS RAPIDLY

(Oh, my God!) I thought I shut this off, Kyle.

-That's loud.

-Kyle, would you fucking help me?

-Yeah, it's loud. Get a towel! (Get a towel!)

-OK.

My God, they're going to come in! For God sakes!

Here.

FIRE ALARM STOPS

-You could've...

-Ow!

-..just done that five minutes ago.

Oh, my God. You really like bossing people around, don't you?

-Let's play truth or dare.

-Absolutely not.

OK, great.

So, have you ever... cried over a pet?

-Yes.

-Who was it?

-Snowy.

-Snowy?!

Not an imaginative name, I know, but she was a white rabbit.

She was very dear to me.

Did you do tricks with it? Was it a magic rabbit?

How do you do tricks with a rabbit?

Wow.

How do you do that in there?

-Give it a shot.

-I wanna try.

You just slow... You don't force the smoke out.

Nothing's happening! Mine's shit.

You know...

you're the first real celebrity I've ever met.

OK, next question. Have you ever...

..kissed a girl...on the mouth?

I'm really hungry.

-It's awful.

-It's not that bad.

-My hair is horrible.

-So what? OK, fine.

Smile looks fake.

ROCK MUSIC PLAYS LOUDLY IN NEXT ROOM

OK, then this one.

-Hold on. Don't post that picture.

-Totally posting it.

Don't, I swear to God.

Could you turn it down?!

MUSIC BLARES

He's going to wake up.

He's going to...

He's going to wake up.

DISTORTED: Like, a lot of the people look young

because that's really, like, where the market is.

The younger you look, the more you make.

Google the words "live webcam"

and the search will result in countless sexually explicit sites,

'not unlike the one where Sam tells me

'he gets hundreds of hits a day.'

Sam wouldn't show me the house, but says

that eight other kids - or "models" as they're called -

'live there with a house manager.'

You know, he's really not that bad of a guy.

Imagine someone recruiting runaways in your town

and creating a child pornography ring.

Nina Dunham, WKGU, Channel 6.

-Way to go.

-Nice job.

PHONE RINGS

Kyle?

You were great. You couldn't tell it was you, right?

I kept my promise. Listen, I'm going to

go out for a drink with some people here.

-So, can I call you back later?

-Nice work.

I wish you were here to celebrate.

You got that by yourself?

OK, pass it up here.

LORRY RAMP WHINES

CAR HORN HONKS

Shit, Derek, I'm sorry.

Thanks for going out of your way, man.

Already sending guys, huh?

I've been late on those things for months.

Fucking repo guys.

-Here's the rest of it.

-I appreciate it.

Next time, don't open the door.

They can't take anything unless you open the door.

So, when do you think the cops are going to question this guy?

It's like I said, these cops, they're swamped.

They don't have the resources.

It's, like, 25,000 people a day get their identity stolen, so...

-Take a ticket.

-And what about you?

We got his name, we got his address.

-Can you go take care of this son of a bitch?

-Derek.

I'm a detective, not a hit man.

Well, I mean...

I mean question him, of course.

Like I said, my guys at cyber crimes are tracking him.

They can't do anything without concrete proof. CONCRETE proof.

So I'm supposed to just sit here and watch

while things go to shit?

What would you do?

You don't wanna know what I would do. I would strangle the son of a bitch.

But that's not what I'm saying for you to do.

REPO LORRY ENGINE STARTS

You know what, take this payment back.

-It's your money.

-Take the money.

You'll give it to me later. You may need it.

Thanks.

I saw everything.

I know about your boy, and I'm so sorry.

But you cannot let this bullshit break you.

You hear me?

You stay strong, brother.

Cin, no-one's helping us.

No-one's ever going to help us.

I'm going to find that guy myself.

I'll fix this.

I wanna come.

Yeah, that's right.

B-O-Y-D. Boyd, Rich Boyd.

The school's my next call.

Great, thank you. Please do, quickly.

They're going to have a cop call me.

OK.

-Well, I'm still going to go.

-OK.

Can I please speak to the principal, headmaster's office, please?

-Dude, we're going to get caught.

-We used a fake e-mail, man.

Dude, just give me your iPad and I'll delete the profile.

Use your phone.

Dude, my dad has software that would totally wipe it.

Just let me have it. I have to go,

-can I please have it?

-Fine, all right?

-Thanks. Bye, dude.

-Don't fuck it up!

You ever think about what you're going to do, like, when you're 20?

-Be famous.

-Yeah, for what?

I don't know. Maybe I'll be on a reality show or something.

You'll open up US Weekly and I'll be there

in the "Stars - They're Just Like Us" page.

Mm-hmm.

You should take a right at the exit.

OK.

All right, this is McClean. What number was it?

Um...418.

There, red one.

So...we're just going to sit here?

Yeah. We just wait.

And we'll watch him, you know, come and go.

(Rich.)

-(Rich.)

-I'm right here.

Can we go? Are you ready to go to the hospital?

I'm going to stay.

What are you doing?

I'm trying to figure out what he could have been thinking.

Well, me too. Can you bring it?

I don't want him to wake up and we're not there.

I feel like he may have deleted a few things.

I want to bring this blanket, because...

I don't want him to be cold.

It's so cold in there.

Hey... Honey...

Meet you there.

Hey, Nina!

-What's up?

-I got a call from CNN.

Their office saw your piece, they wanna put it in a special.

-You're kidding.

-No. Nice job.

-Hey, look.

-What?

Beamer pulling in. Very nice fucking car.

Yeah.

There he is, there he is.

Is that him?

REMOTE LOCKING BLEEPS

Yeah, just 20 years later.

Did you send him pictures too?

I'm such an idiot.

HE SIGHS

INSTANT MESSAGING CHIME

You know what? You need to take a shower.

We're meeting the neurologist at 10.00am.

Did you know that his favourite book was White Noise?

No, I didn't.

What?

What is it, Abby?

-Marnie's younger sister is in his grade...

-Oh, my God.

She said she got it.

Oh, my God! Oh, Jesus.

-What the hell's this?

-I don't know, I just got it.

-Who sent that to you? Why do you have it?

-Marnie sent it to me...

Has everybody in the school seen it?

I don't know! I'm sure everyone saw it!

What do you mean, you're chatting with the dad? Are you insane?

Dude, I'm dealing. It's just not that simple.

Why are you talking to him? Just... Hey.

Delete the fucking account and give me back the iPad.

Dude, if I ignore him...

-HUSHED TONE:

-If I ignore him or I delete Jess' account right away...

I mean, how would that look?

She would be the only suspect.

We just have to act chill and lay low.

MUSIC: Very Busy People by The Limousines plays through headphones

# We'll end up numb from playing video games

And we'll get sick of having sex

# And we'll get fat from eating candy

# As we drink ourselves to death

# We'll stay up late making mixtapes

# Photoshopping pictures of ourselves

# While we masturbate to these pixelated videos

# Of strangers fucking themselves

# We are...very busy people. #

I always knew you'd outgrow us.

Yeah, right.

MOBILE PHONE VIBRATES It's me.

-Hey, Kyle.

-'Hey, what's up? I think I'm here.'

Here where?

-I think I'm downstairs.

-Downstairs?

I came to celebrate. We're celebrating, right?

Um...yeah. Sure.

-..he would trust me.

-Did you give him your address?

-I had to, Peter.

-What are you doing?

-How else...?

I had to make him trust me.

CHAP ON DOOR

-Hey, what's up?

-Hi.

-Kyle, this is Peter.

Hey, Peter, how's it going, man?

Wow, this is an amazing view!

-You're OK with this?

-It's fine. Don't worry about it.

-It's fine.

-We're fine, buddy.

You can take a hike. I'm just kidding, it's a joke.

Nina, you call me if you need me.

Of course. All right.

All right. Bye. Go.

It's not bad.

Peter seems like a lot of fun. Do you read all these books?

-These all yours?

-Not all of them.

So, eh, how did you get here?

I caught a bus. It's crazy, right?

This is a... It's a beautiful bedroom.

-It's very nice.

-Well, I like it.

-It's firm.

-The couch is firm, also.

You know, I've been...

I've been thinking a lot about what you said...

about the future and everything.

-Yeah?

-Yeah.

Well, do you think you might wanna leave Harvey?

Kinda, yeah.

Yeah, but I don't have anywhere else to go.

-Sure you do.

-Like where?

I don't know. You can walk into a youth centre or a church...

Church? Yeah, that's a really great fucking idea.

Go to a church. I hear it's a perfect place for young dudes to go.

Kyle, it's late, I'm just spitballing.

It doesn't have to be a church.

Fuck it. I should go to Mickey D's, I could be someone's bitch.

Make some fucking burgers, pack some groceries.

A really excellent idea you got there.

Whoa-ho!

What is this? What the hell is this thing?

That, I will have you know, is an award that I received

for reporting on an annual charity drive.

-Do your voice.

-What voice?

-Your reporter voice.

Come on, let's hear it. Where you get really serious.

Come on, I rode a bus for four hours, and it was really smelly.

-All right.

-I wanna hear the voice.

I'll show you the walk and talk.

"Walk and talk", that sounds very official.

Well, John, I'm here outside of downtown

where, earlier today, a swarm of Africanised bees

-terrorized the community.

-And then, John...

officials say that one of the reporters had this

massive, crazy urge to have some awesomely amazing sex.

And later on, it was reported that that was actually total crap.

-Tickly? A little?

-Slightly.

SHE GIGGLES

-Ticklish? Are we ticklish?

-No! I'm not!

I can see that.

Um...

-I have to be up really early.

-Yeah?

-Yeah.

I'm going to put this back.

-Pays someone to do his laundry.

-Must be nice.

Yeah.

He works there?

-Wait here.

-What are you doing? Be careful!

-Hi.

-Hey, I lost my ticket.

-Last name?

-McNeil.

-It's not in the system.

-It's a blue polo.

-No, it's not here.

-You sure?

Yeah.

That's weird. What do you think happened to it?

Think it got stolen?

Something like that? You ever get robbed?

I'm just asking. I used to work retail,

so I know that that happens sometimes.

I would always keep a gun under the counter, when I worked retail.

Do you do that? Do you have a gun here?

-Do I know you?

-No.

I'm just making chitchat.

Next?

-Sorry.

-Just two items?

What's your name?

Where's Dad?

Who knows? I haven't seen him all day.

Don't leave me alone with them.

PHONE RINGS

-Hey, Jana.

-'Hey. It's Kendall Media, they need you.

'Something at one of their stations.

Not now. Tell them to get somebody else, please.

'They asked for you.'

What's this about? Why?

'The FBI just showed up at one of their stations.'

All right.

We need you to give up the kid's address.

I'm not exactly sure of what you want me to say,

because I can't give you that information.

-I'm pretty sure that you know that.

-Sources are protected.

I understand that, but a serious crime has been committed here.

These kids are victims.

They are coerced, seduced.

Some of them are 14, 15 years old.

And NCMEC flagged this site a year ago,

and the host server's offshore. Untouchable.

So, of course, when we saw your piece on CNN,

it's an opening, we have to go for it.

But, you see, I can't betray his trust like that. I can't.

Besides, I don't even know where he lives. I don't know.

I don't have a cellphone number. He uses prepaid cellphones.

-He's not stupid.

-How did you find him?

Well, I was looking into a story on teen runaways,

and if you Google that, you get some weird stuff.

-So you befriended him.

-Did you pay to talk to him?

Or buy him anything? Give him money?

News organisations don't pay their sources.

-Is that true, Miss Dunham?

-Of course that's true.

There's just these charges on your PayPal account.

-The ones...

-The initial payments are...

having access, private access, to talking with the boy.

And the additions are an option the client has to encourage

the youth to spend more time talking to them.

-OK.

-So, by way of gifting them...

-"Gifting"?

-So you gave him gifts?

-These weren't personal gifts.

-No, no, I understand.

- Why don't we go have a talk in the other room?

No, I can explain myself to her. It's not a problem.

FBI AGENT: I just wanna know what the relationship is with the boy.

-Come on, now, in my office.

-I want to understand.

-Were you intimate with him?

-Did you have sex with him?

-Don't answer that.

-Nina.

Absolutely not.

Look, I represent the interests of the parent company.

If you want to make a First Amendment case out of this, be my guest,

but you will need another attorney. As far as I'm concerned,

you need to give them whatever they want.

I would also recommend that you suspend her immediately.

I know that I have to suspend her. I know that, Rich.

-That's way too much!

-This is not too much, Nina.

You crossed a line. This kid came to your fucking house!

What was I supposed to do about that, Peter?

He showed up, OK, and I didn't want him

to feel like I had used him.

Since when do you care what a source feels like

-after you get what you want, huh?

-Excuse me. I got to go.

-How long?

-What's that?

-The suspension.

-Well...

Until you give those two federal agents

you just tried to lie to the info they want.

You know what this reminds of?

Sitting in my Corolla,

waiting for you outside the barracks, wondering when you'd come out.

It reminds me of sitting outside this shithole called Al Qa'im.

Nine guys packed into an LAV.

It was the start of the war, so we were pretty buttoned up.

I had to pee in water bottles.

And at one point, Gunny Mullin

wanted to stitch up a couple of hadjis

cos they kept, like, driving back and forth in front of us.

But the call never came.

You remember Mullin, right?

From Lejeune?

Good guy, like, a long torso?

What is it?

It's just, you never talk about this stuff.

REMOTE LOCKING BLEEPS

Right. Stay here. Stay, stay, stay.

Derek, be careful.

SIREN WAILS IN DISTANCE AND DOGS BARKS

(I don't think we should do this. This doesn't feel right.)

What am I looking for?

(Any proof. Receipts, bank statements.)

-Cindy!

-What is it?

CAR DRAWS UP OUTSIDE

(Shit!)

-Oh, God! We got to get out of here.

-Go.

-Leave it! Let's go!

-(Go, go, go.)

Sonny boy. Doing your homework?

-That's what I'm doing now.

-Yeah? Good.

Where'd you get that?

That's Frye's.

He left it here on accident.

-On accident?

-Yeah.

-You're not on it?

-No.

INSTANT MESSAGING CHIME

Heh! Your computer time is...over tonight.

Really?

Really? Really?

Stay off it. Put it here.

-Do your work.

-All right. I'm doing it.

Don't make me be the bad guy.

-Hey, what's going on?

-'Hey, thanks for calling me back. I want...'

Hold on one second. I'm just running out of the house.

'So, have you given any thought

'to what we talked about the other day?'

What about, like, the future?

'Yeah. I meant what I said. I wanna help you.'

Maybe, you know, go to school or...

I'd like to help you get on your feet.

-Really?

-Yeah.

And...I know you think that Harvey's a decent guy,

and I understand,

cos he took care of you. But here's the thing...

he's using you to recruit minors.

-And that's a felony.

-Really? It's a felony?

Yeah. Recruiting minors could get you serious jail time.

So what do you want me to do?

-You wanna get me outta here?

-Yeah.

Just say the word and I'll come and get you.

I can come get you now, if you want.

You want my address?

How else are you going to move all of your stuff?

All that shit that everybody buys you.

SHE LAUGHS

Look, can I..? Can I think about it?

Yeah, just call me.

-OK, bye.

-Bye.

You are, yes. No, you're the same detective I spoke to, sir.

R-H-O-N-Y.

Yes, I'll hold.

No, no, no, you don't have somebody from legal call me,

I AM a lawyer, OK? I'll subpoena YOU. Do you understand me?

Now, this is your website, you work with me.

The profile name is Jessica Rhony.

-R-H-O-N-Y.

-What's happening?

Hey.

-'We'll have someone get in touch with you.'

-Yeah, as soon as you can.

Rich. What are you doing?

Hang on. R-H-O-N-Y.

-H-O-R-N-Y.

-What?

"Horny." Hang on a second, is this a fucking anagram?

Is this a fucking joke?

You know what? You need to pull it together.

-I don't even know what that means, Lydia.

-Let the cops do their job.

-And you can do yours.

-What are you talking about?

I'm his father, I'm looking for answers.

-You don't give a shit what's going on?

-No, no, no,

don't you tell me how to handle this. You don't get to

-tell me how to handle this.

-Then don't tell me how to handle it.

Ben is down there, and you're in here.

Right. Doing my job. You're down there doing your job.

You're stroking his hair, you're whispering to him - that's great!

I can't do that, I'm doing this. This girl might not exist.

What, so you have someone to blame? And then is he going to wake up?

'He just lies there.

'And every once in a while something moves, but...'

they say it's just an impulse.

My parents are totally imploding.

What do the doctors say?

Oh, my God! He invited me to Danny's.

-Ohh!

-What should I say?

-What are you going to say? Yes?

-I don't know.

-Say yes.

-But I don't know.

What?

-I got a bank account statement.

-Yeah?

-Yeah.

Looks like we got a check here for 4,700,

and another one for 3,950.

OK. Does it say what it's for?

He's probably paying off his mortgage on our dime.

Look at this, look at this.

Pay-per-view charge. Adult entertainment, 59.

-In one month?

-In one month.

-I knew he was a creep.

-What do you think it's for?

Children of the Cornhole?

Sperms of Endearment.

I'm going to confront this guy, Cindy.

When he's least expecting it,

I'm going to go to his house. I'll walk up,

I'll knock on the door, and I'm just going to say,

"What's up? What's going on? Have you seen our money?

"We kind of miss our money."

I'll just talk to him a bit, man to man.

I mean, you never know what he could be like.

I'll be fine. And if something goes wrong...

..I brought my M9.

-You brought your gun?

-It's not going to get to that.

I'm just going to scare him a little.

People like this, they need to be scared sometimes.

And that's my job. I'm going to scare him.

DEVICES BLEEP

-Hey. How you doing?

-Sorry.

-You know Ben?

-Yeah, from school.

Really nice of you to come.

What's your name? I'm Rich.

-Mike.

-How you doing?

Come on in. You guys close?

You know, Mike, let me ask you a question?

He ever mention anybody named Jessica?

-Jessica?

-Yeah, he ever talk about her?

No.

Come on in, grab a chair.

I actually got to get going.

No, no, stay. I mean, not because of me. Just stay.

Maybe I can buy you a soda or something.

Let me buy you a soda. I want a coffee.

-Good coffee upstairs. Come on.

-OK.

He goes to the gym? Really?

Well, we were there, but we were just kind of messing around.

Sounds more like it.

What else? Anything? What's he do for fun?

-For fun?

-Yeah.

You guys ever do anything crazy?

I mean, we blow stuff up sometimes.

-Really?

-Yeah, I mean, we lit these little firecrackers,

and then we'd take all our little army parachute figures,

and we'd go to a building and then threw it out the window.

And it would blow up while it was still floating down to the bottom.

It was crazy.

I should go. My dad kind of gets mad when I'm late, so...

OK.

-Thanks.

-You come by any time you want, all right?

-OK.

BEN: # Ba-dee, da-dee, da-dee, da-dee, da, dee-da

# Ba-dee, da-dee, da-dee, da-dee, da, dee-da

# Ba-dee, da-dee, da-dee, da-dee, da, dee-da

# Ba-dee, da-dee...

PLAYING ON COMPUTER: # ..da-dee, da-dee, da, dee-da

# Ba-dee, da-dee, da-dee, da-dee, da, dee-da

CONTINUES WITH CLASSICAL INSTRUMENTATION, LYRICS OBSCURED

PHONE VIBRATES

You guys said you'd protect him if I gave you his address.

'Yeah, I promise you. This is for his own good.'

'I can't have anything happen to him.'

Don't worry, we do this every day. Social services will be on hand.

-'When are you going to go in?'

-It's a few days or a week for a warrant.

What? A week? Are you sure that this is the best idea?

Trust me. Listen... Listen...

what you've done is a really good thing, Miss Dunham.

-Right(!)

-You did good.

Right. Well, thank you.

God...

-Just hurry up.

-I'm trying.

These fuckers put you through hell.

All right. All right. Reason...

-Hurry up.

-I'm trying, man.

Takes a long time. You have to e-mail them and...

-You have to give a reason.

-"I don't feel safe online."

-Hey, boys.

-Oh, hey,

we were just looking for a power cord for Frye's iPad.

-I got to charge it.

-Ah, top right drawer.

-Got it.

-Got it?

-Thanks.

Hey, fellas!

You guys wanna tell me what you were doing up in my office?

Told you, we were just getting a power cord.

Right, you were looking for a power cord for his iPad.

Frye, let me ask you a question.

-Cos you're a smart kid, right?

-Yeah.

-Do I look as stupid to you as I do to Jason?

-No, sir.

Look close.

-No. You don't.

-No?

Frye, you wanna tell me what you were doing in my office?

-It was just...

-Frye.

-Frye...

-It was supposed to be a joke!

-What?

-(Dude, shut up.)

No, you shut up. What did you say?

-We were just trying to mess with him.

-What did you say?

It was supposed to be a joke. We didn't think he'd hurt himself.

What? Wait, wait, whoa-whoa...

Who were you messing with? Are you talking about that Boyd kid?

You had something to do with that?

Did you have something to do that?!

Yes.

"Yes." Yes?

Yes.

Oh, man.

You wanna fuck with somebody, you do it to their face,

you hear me, tough guy?

-Yeah, like you?

-Like me?

You, go home. Go home, Frye!

Don't you touch that. Get outta here.

This is bad. You are in big trouble.

-I'm sorry.

-You're sorry?

You're sorry? What are you sorry for? Cos I caught you?

Or you're sorry cos there's a father wondering

if his son is going to wake up?!

Jason, get up.

Get up, get up, get up!

Go to your room. Get outta my sight.

I am so happy your mother is not with us to see any of this.

I am...

-I'm sorry.

-YOU'RE sorry?

Do you know what that father's going through right now,

cos of what you did to his son?

Do you know what you did? Say something! Say something!

I know that father and he's nothing like you!

He's nothing like you!

Kyle, wake up! Wake up!

-Yo, let's hurry up, dude.

-What the fuck's going on?

Harvey said the house is going to get raided.

BANGING AND PANICKED VOICES

-HARVEY:

-Hurry up!

-Fuck!

-Just hold on!

My bags.

I'm leaving this house in five fucking seconds!

Coming!

Come on, go, let's go.

I don't know what fucking happened. Just had to

get the fuck out of there.

Probably one of the fucking kids.

I find out who it is, you can have 'em.

SIREN WAILS

I'll be crossing the state line in about 20 fucking minutes

or something, I don't know. What?

Yeah, OK.

Yeah.

-'Field office.'

-Yeah, extension 2221.

'What the hell's going on? He just text me saying they're moving.'

We didn't do anything. He must've tipped them off.

How would he tip them off? He didn't know.

You promised you'd get him out safely.

-Did he say where they were going?

-Of course he didn't say where...

How's he supposed to know where they're going?

Yeah, hello? Fuck! Fucking battery.

Give me your phone, Kyle.

Kyle, give me your phone.

-Give me your fucking phone!

-OK.

'He could be in trouble. You've got to move in!'