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I have a hostage!

Come on out here, Lucas. You know the procedure.

Listen, you'll do one year at the most. After that, you'll get her back.

He didn't waste any time, did he? Gets out and boom, hits a bank. That's balls.

- Maybe we should let her sleep? - Ya.

- Can you do it better? - No, I can't do it better.

All right, let's go.

You said I look like shit.

of less money and taking more time than ever before.

May I ask you if you brought ID photos?

Everybody, hands up! Hands up! Stick them up! This is a hold up!

When they put her in the childrens' home, I'll kidnap her and then get out of the country.

- Not now! - Oh my God! Oh my God!

Don't tell me, asshole, tell them!

George, go and get the alcohol. It's all right. You stay there. You stay right here.

I don't want anything. I'm the hostage.

License number 5-7-9-Sam-4-Boy.

She's not going to die, is she? You think she's going to die?

Please! I'm not going to prison! I can't go to prison!

There's no such thing as friends. If he's a doctor, he'll have to report it.

It's because of that damned monkey. Let's go.

Thank you for everything. Really.

Inmate Lucas released on parole. Open the gate.

I thought... look what he's done to your hair!

Should I take this?

Here, I had it made this morning.

What if something's going to happen to her.

Give yourself up. Living on the run is hell.

Please, let me go!

He was a sales manager. Two years ago his wife died.

And you don't want him to be hurt, do you?

- Wait! They'll shoot us! - I have to find my daughter!

This is our place. I'm going to need a little rent for the room.

Slide over. I know someone who can take care of you.

Come on, buddy, get the hell out of the way.

So you keep your head down and your eyes on the ground.

I kind of had a feeling you're naive.

Ya. Come on boy, heel! Let's go! Hee...

He was being very threatening. And then this guy.

- What about him? - He do anything unusual?

- I saw her yesterday. - And? - Not so good.

And you know, of course, the price?

They're not going to put me in jail. They're not going to take her away from me.

To pay for this special school she goes to.

You know... I'm going to put you back in bed.

You lost a lot of blood.

- Hurry up for Christ sake, hurry up! - Shut up.

And he became enraged when given a rubber bone.

I don't have that. Where am I supposed to find 50,000 dollars.

Hi. Do you remember me?

Let's move! Let's move!

- Gee, I don't feel well. - What?

I'm really sorry.

Just don't scream.

Call him. He'll help you out.

Cut the bull shit, Lucas.

This isn't mine. It's not my daughter. You goofed.

Don't know, exactly, she's in a special school. Must have cost a fortune.

Doctor Horvath? We're not going to bother you any longer, okay?