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(soft eerie music)
(sinister music)
(sinister music rises)
♪ In the streetlights, we dance so slow ♪
♪ And it happened, let our feeling show ♪
♪ Every heartbeat, the rhythm divine ♪
♪ In this moment you are mine, all mine ♪
♪ Oh, darling let the music play ♪
♪ In our hearts it's always yesterday ♪
(caller tune rings) (phone rings)
- Hey, Ma. - Hey, baby, how are you?
- I'm good, I'm like, uh, like halfway there almost.
- Three and a half hours.
Please be safe.
- Yes, I'm being safe.
Where's Dad at?
- Where's your dad?
Here he is.
- Hey, college girl.
You be safe on them streets, hurry up and get home.
- Hello? - Hello?
- Yeah, okay, I can hear you.
- Sweetheart, whatever happened with your car?
Are you still having that small issue with it?
- Well, you know, the, the temperature thingy
keeps going to the hot side.
- Okay, well, you need to be careful
and watch where you're going.
- All right, I will.
Okay, hello?
- Tasha?
(phone line buzzing) - Ma!
(phone beeps and thuds)
Hello?
♪ Is it love, it never says goodbye ♪
(car door thuds)
Good afternoon.
- Good afternoon, how are you today?
- I'm good, how you doing?
- Doing great. - That's good.
(gentle music)
(fridge door thuds)
I drove for like miles and I didn't see any other Dave's.
- Small town. - For real?
- 200 population. - Thousand?
- That's it, no, 200. - Oh, my god.
Y'all got Apple Pay, right?
- Yeah, anything else?
- Uh, oh, can I get, uh...
Let me get 20, 20 on pump 3, please.
- [Shopkeeper] No problem, have a great day.
- Thank you, you have a good day too.
- Y'all say hey to your mom in there for me.
Stay out of trouble.
(shoes thumping)
(gentle suspenseful music)
Gotta be careful around these parts, sweetheart.
- I just think it's crazy that all of these girls
are missing from the same town.
- Between Atlanta and Savannah,
whole lot of sex trafficking going on.
Where are you heading?
- Oh, I'm just gonna see my folks in Johns Creek.
I, I go to Oxford.
- No kidding, I should've known.
You're one of them smart college type girls, ain't you?
- Yes, ma'am.
- Well, you be careful out there, baby cakes.
(gentle suspenseful music)
You know, while you're at it, get you some of that
good ole Lake Rockaway watermelon before you head out.
(gentle suspenseful music)
(birds chirping)
- Oh, God, please, don't do this to me right now.
Come on, come on.
Fucking piece of shit.
Fuck!
(apprehensive piano music)
(car door thuds)
(apprehensive piano music)
(gentle music)
(hand slaps)
(gentle music)
(car sputtering)
Hey.
(gentle music)
(car door thuds)
- Hi. - Hey.
- Look like you're having a little car trouble.
- Yeah, unfortunately, I am.
I'm glad you stopped by.
I've been out here like over an hour.
I didn't see nobody.
- Yeah.
Take a look at it.
- I got a, a hole or, or something,
something wrong with my water jug.
I just gotta refill it every, like, month or so.
I usually have to replace the water and the water jug.
But that's only like every few months or so.
- Problem look like you got a hole
in the bottom of your water jug.
- Well... This thing's bone dry.
Where are you coming from?
- Uh, I drove like five hours already.
I just got two more to go,
so I just, trying to get back on the road.
- This thing's bone dry, baby.
It's gonna lock up your engine.
- I got some extra water in the trunk.
You want me to go grab it real quick?
- Yeah, go, yeah. - Okay.
All right, let me get you this water, let me see.
I feel so rude, I didn't even ask you what your name was.
You out here helping me, so sweet.
(Tasha screams) (dramatic tense music)
(fist thuds)
(horn honks)
(fist thuds) (kidnapper groans)
(car door thuds)
(dramatic tense music)
(car door thuds)
(car engine cranking)
(blinkers clicking) (dramatic tense music)
- Hey, baby.
- Good morning, sunshine. - Well, look at you,
got your coffee, did you get me any?
- I was waiting for you to get up.
I didn't want it to get cold.
- Hey. - What is it?
- Did you hear from Tasha last night?
- No, I never heard back from her.
And I fell asleep before you did.
She didn't call you back?
- No, it's crazy.
I've been calling her and she's not answering.
I'm worried.
- Oh, don't start overreacting.
She probably spent the night with one of her friends.
You know she growing up.
- Overreacting, John?
When was the last time you ever known Tasha
to go somewhere and decide not to come home
and don't call us at tilts?
I'm not overreacting.
What I'm gonna do is I'm gonna go back
and I'm gonna try to track her location again.
But this is serious, John, I'm worried.
- All right, I'll try to text you.
(agonizing vocal music)
(agonizing vocal music continues)
- That's a horrible example. - Why is that?
- [Commentator] I'm getting ready to explain.
Number one, he left LeBron,
number two when he left LeBron,
Cleveland was still a favorite.
(Tasha breathes heavily)
- Where am I?
Sir, please,
just tell me what you want from me.
Please, I just wanna go home.
Please, please! (sobs)
- Bitch, shut the fuck up, shut up.
Goddamn!
(Tasha panting)
(Tasha screams)
Shut the fuck up, shut the fuck up.
(Tasha puffing)
Shut the fuck up.
(Tasha crying) (ominous music)
Listen, listen, listen, listen.
If you wanna live, you gonna do exactly what I say.
Now shut the fuck up
and you gonna do exactly what the fuck I say.
(ominous music)
You got that, you got that?
- Yeah. (sobs)
(tense music)
(Tasha sobs) (ominous music)
- What's wrong?
What, you want some breakfast?
(Tasha panting)
- Can I please just take a shower?
(ominous music)
(chains clattering)
- Just don't fucking move.
(tense foreboding music)
(chains clattering)
(tense foreboding music)
(door latch clicks)
(tense foreboding music)
(water trickling)
(tense foreboding music)
(Tasha sobbing)
(tense foreboding music)
- Housekeeping.
(tense foreboding music)
(shower trickling)
Housekeeping!
(suspenseful music)
Guess none of them need towels today.
(shower trickling)
Housekeeping!
(suspenseful music)
(shower trickling)
What a day.
(shower trickling)
(door latch clicks)
(Tasha screams) - What you doing?
(door clicks)
Fuck, and stay right there!
Fuck!
Fuck, what you doing?
(Tasha sobs)
Fuck!
(door latch clicks)
(Tasha wails) (tense music)
(Tony panting)
(tense dramatic music)
Fuck!
- Hey man, I think somebody saw her, dawg.
(intense dramatic music)
(Tasha wails)
The fuck, what you thinking?
(Tasha screams)
Get the fuck on the bed!
Man, get the fuck on the bed!
(Tasha sobs)
Shut the fuck up!
(intense dramatic music)
Shut the fuck up!
I let you take a fucking shower and this is how you pay me?
(Tasha screams)
Shut the fuck up!
(Tasha screams)
Shut the fuck up!
(Tasha wails)
(Tony panting) (tense dramatic music)
Stupid fuck!
(tense dramatic music) (Tony panting)
(Tasha sobs)
(groovy music)
(wrench ratcheting)
(groovy music)
- Mr. Tony Black.
What you doing up under that car?
- Just doing a little work to my van before I pull off.
(car door thuds)
- Brings your around these parts?
- Get ready to head into work.
Wanted to check in.
- Shit, look like your pretty ass going undercover.
- Working under the covers, something like that.
(groovy music)
- Look, I got your truck in the back.
I got two ahead that you probably come pick it up
in the morning.
- Think I could come by and pick it up tonight?
- Shit, that don't sound too bad.
Just call my phone when you get out.
- Give you a call after work then.
- All right, baby.
Ride safe.
- I'll try.
(groovy music)
(car door thuds)
(car engine cranking)
(groovy music)
(door squeals)
(spanner clinks)
(water trickling)
(phone rings) (gentle tense music)
(bottle cap creaking)
(water trickling)
(Tony murmuring)
- Shut the fuck up, nigga, you know?
Man, I don't need these motherfucking pills, nigga.
I'm a motherfucking gangster,
I don't gotta take no fucking pills, nigga.
All right, all right, say I do this shit, nigga.
You do what?
You never did nothing, what you do?
What did, did you do what?
Look at you in here, fuck!
(tense ominous music)
Damn right, you're tripping.
But then you in here talk,
goddamn talking to yourself again.
Look at you!
(tense ominous music)
Nigga, fuck you, I'm, man.
I don't need these pills, nigga.
I ain't never fucking need you, nigga.
Fucking always leaving me!
You fuck, you ain't never gonna be shit!
Look how you got them damn girls in the cab.
Look at you!
And you fucking talking to you, fucking!
Fuck, you ain't never gonna be shit!
Fuck you, nigga, fuck you, nigga!
Look how you got damn girls in the cab.
Look at you, hate you nigger!
Fuck you!
Fuck, you ain't never gonna be shit.
Girls in the cab, look at you.
(tense music)
(ominous music)
(ominous music intensifies)
(guttural throat music)
(guttural throat music continues)
(guttural throat music ends)
(suspenseful music)
- Hey!
(suspenseful music)
(pen scratching)
(tense music)
What do you want?
(gentle tense music)
Why are you doing this?
Is it a thing?
(gentle tense music)
Is it the money?
(gentle tense music)
Is it somebody else?
(gentle tense music)
Did someone do this to you first?
(gentle tense music)
Was it your mom?
Hmm?
(suspenseful music)
Hmm, did she, did she touch you?
- Shut the fuck up!
Don't talk about my fucking mom.
- Did she not hear you?
(gentle tense music)
- No, was it your dad?
(gentle tense music)
Did he touch you?
And now you need control 'cause someone took yours.
It's okay, it's okay.
- How many kids you got?
You got kids?
- No.
- Bitches like you go missing every fucking day.
Every day.
(suspenseful music)
- I'm sure there's more.
(suspenseful music)
How many?
(ominous music)
Do you remember them all?
Do you know their names?
If I die here.
- You just die, you ain't even fucking important.
You ain't got no kids.
Your family ain't looking for you. (scoffs)
- Then I'm just gonna haunt you.
- You're just another missing bitch.
- Please, just let me go home. (sobs)
It's not too late.
You could just, you could just let me go
and I won't say nothing.
I'll just go.
Just, just let me go.
I, I just wanna help people, I don't wanna hurt nobody.
I don't deserve this.
(gentle tense music)
I can help you.
(gentle tense music)
What do you need, money, huh?
(gentle tense music)
You need attention?
(ominous music)
You need somebody to love you.
(ominous music)
You don't have to do this.
Just let me go home.
Let me go home.
(gentle ominous music)
(door knocking)
- Who's it?
(TV anchors chattering)
(door latch clicks)
- Hello, sir, I'm Detective McKinley
from the Johns Creek Police Department.
- [John] Hey, detective, come on in.
Nice to meet you.
- Nice to meet you.
I'm here to follow personally
about the missing person report you filed.
- Yeah, I'm John, her father.
- Nice to meet you, John.
- Nice to meet you. - Tyson McKinley.
- Come on in.
Have a seat, this is my wife.
- Thank you.
(TV anchors chattering)
(gentle music)
- Thank you so much for coming, detective.
It's our daughter, we haven't seen her anywhere.
- I, I understand, and uh, let's start from the top.
First thing, what's your daughter's name and when
and where was the last time you seen her?
- My daughter name is Tasha Smith.
She was last seen by her roommate,
but it was on the day she was supposed
to come home for summer break.
And that's been over a week ago.
I've called the police station multiple times
and they keep saying that it has to be several days
before I can file an official missing report.
But we haven't heard from her.
- So you're telling me you haven't heard
or she hasn't called you?
- No, I've tried calling her phone.
It's going straight to voicemail.
And when I tried to look at her location,
it shows that she's offline.
How did the last place that it pinged her
was at this place called, was it, Lake Rockaway.
- Lake Rockaway, lake, Lake Rockaway.
- Yeah.
- Lake Rockaway.
First thing we're gonna do personally,
I'm gonna issue a statewide missing person report.
I'm gonna contact the local authorities in that area,
get updates, and if you guys get updates
from her roommate or hear from her personally,
please don't hesitate to let me know.
I'm gonna give you my card personally to reach out.
I'm sorry you guys are going through this and,
but on behalf of our department,
we, we're gonna do everything we can.
- Thank you. - We appreciate it.
(phone rings)
- Hello, Lake Rockaway Sheriff's Department.
This is Sheriff Yancy speaking, how may I help you, sweetie?
- Hello, officer Yancy, this is Detective McKinley
from the Johns Creek District.
I have a concerned mother over here.
She just reported her daughter missing
and she was last seen in your area.
- Oh really?
Well, uh, do you have a name and a description?
- Name, Tasha Smith.
Early 20s, American female, 140 pounds.
- Oh, my Lord.
Do you think you can get me an updated picture
where I can have my deputies be on the lookout?
- That's why I called immediately.
I know you guys got a serious amount
of girls that's gone missing.
What's the status on the cases?
- Well, you know, just like the rest of 'em,
we've been working 'em, but we ain't got much,
just more girls coming up missing.
But I tell you what, I will definitely put the word out
and see if anybody has seen this Tasha girl.
And hopefully, I'll be able
to contact you back with an update.
- Okay, thanks, keep me updated.
Her mother's one serious lady
and I don't think she's gonna let this go without a fight.
- Well, thank you for that heads up.
Right, I'll call you if I have any updates.
You have a good day now, you.
(tense music)
(door knocks)
- Hey boss, getting ready to head out.
You need anything from me?
Actually, Deputy Wagner, come here for a moment.
Let me hold you here.
- [Wagner] Sure, what you got?
- Yeah, well, I got a call about an hour ago
seeing that this young lady, here's mother called
and said that she was missing.
Now have you seen her?
(gentle suspenseful music)
- You know what?
Matter of fact, I seen this girl down
by the other store a couple of weeks back.
I told her to be careful,
but with all these missing girls,
we got around these parts lately.
- All right, all right.
Well, I need to take a trip on down over there.
Good work. - Thank you.
(dispatcher chattering)
♪ Who's there, pretty if you be ♪
♪ I'mma make your heart beat while I make you near bleed ♪
(dispatcher chattering)
♪ To my eyes, got you finally beat ♪
♪ I'mma heartbreaker, a name faker ♪
(dispatcher chattering)
♪ I get welcomed to the show with the baddie gets crazy ♪
♪ Won't believe your eyes- ♪
(car rumbling)
(car door thuds)
- Officer Yancy.
- Michael.
- [Michael] What you doing around here?
- I can be asking you the same thing.
Now tell me this, have you, have you seen this girl?
- I ain't seen nobody.
I'm legally blind.
- Did you even look at it, Mike?
Now I ain't got time to be playing with you.
Girl is missing, these folks looking for her,
have you seen the girl?
- I ain't seen her, but I promise you,
if I do, I'll let you know.
- All right, Mike.
- Go on.
- Now, now who you telling to go on?
Now you can go on and get in the back of my car
if that's what you wanna do.
I ain't got time for that shit, Michael.
I'm looking for the girl.
Now if you see her, let me know, you hear?
- You too pretty to be a cop.
You need to be a actor, a model or something.
- Cut your shit, Mike.
Now you keep on with that, I'm going to cuff your ass
and put you in the back of this car, you understand?
- Okay, baby.
(car engine cranking)
(dramatic piano music)
(car rumbling)
(dramatic piano music)
(muffled thudding)
(dramatic piano music)
(body thudding)
(dramatic piano music)
- What are you doing?
What the fuck is this?
What the fuck is...
What did you do to her?
(dramatic piano music)
(Tasha coughs)
What the fuck are you doing here?
- Back in a couple of days.
- How long am I gonna be here?
- Make yourself comfortable.
- How long are you keeping me here?
How long am I gonna be here?
- [Tony] As long as you want.
(dramatic piano music)
(Tony speaks faintly)
(dramatic piano music)
Let me go!
Get me the fuck out of here! (screams)
(fist thudding)
(Tasha screams and pants)
(pensive piano music)
(can popping)
(pensive piano music)
♪ Make it right ♪
♪ Keep you warm ♪
♪ Leave me lying ♪
♪ If I cry for you ♪
♪ You know that I am all right ♪
♪ Take me home, make it right ♪
♪ Oh, feels tonight, make it right ♪
♪ Keep you warm ♪
♪ Leave me lying ♪
♪ If I run to you ♪
♪ You know that I need you right ♪
♪ Take me home, make it right ♪
(birds chirping)
(hammer thudding)
- Why are you doing this?
(birds chirping)
What's wrong with her?
(birds chirping)
Please, I didn't do anything.
Please just let me go.
Let us go, please.
(duck quacks)
You don't have to do this.
Can you just let me go?
Please, just let me go.
I'll go, I won't say anything.
Please, just let me go, I'm okay.
I can, I can go, I'll run and I won't turn around,
and I won't tell anybody.
Just let me, let me just go back to what I was...
Just wanna go to my family.
I'm supposed to be home right now.
My parents are probably looking for me.
Just let me go!
Hello?
(hammer thudding)
(Tasha sobs) (duck quacks)
I'm hungry.
Can I have something to eat, please?
I don't know how long we're gonna be here.
Please, I'm hungry.
Sir, please.
(hammer thudding)
Help!
- [Tony] They don't hear you.
- Help me, please!
Where are we?
(dark ominous music)
(metal clattering)
Help!
(dark ominous music)
(birds chirping)
(dark ominous music)
- I can't believe another one missing.
I have to find these girls.
I pray it's not too late.
I looked everywhere,
everywhere I can think of
and still don't have a single lead.
Where are they?
God, please show me the way.
(tense dramatic music)
(wood scraping)
(wood clatters)
(duck quacking)
(bags crunching)
- All right, wake up.
(birds chirping)
This thing still ain't (indistinct).
(birds chirping)
- How long we gonna be here?
- Figure you follow all my orders
and do everything I say,
you got nothing to worry about.
(shoes clacking)
Eat that food, make it last.
(plastic crackling)
(pensive piano music)
(wood squeaking)
- Theresa.
Come on, baby, you gonna have to learn how to let that go.
You sitting here crying and grieving.
You go, it's been 20 years.
You really are gonna have to learn how to let this go.
- Mama, that's my baby.
How can I just let it go?
- It's, it's your baby, it is my baby.
Letting it go doesn't mean forgetting.
Letting it go means putting it into the hands of God
and letting him do it.
Let him take over.
Let him heal you so you can move forward.
- No disrespect, mama.
I don't wanna hear nothing about God, okay?
- Okay. - He took my baby.
My baby is gone and she's not here with me.
I don't wanna hear nothing about God.
- And there lies the problem.
Let God do the healing.
Maybe that's why you haven't been able to move forward.
He didn't take it, he allowed it.
So what we gonna believe, and I'mma believe for you,
because it seems like you can't,
is that God is gonna heal this
and then allow you to take this pain
and grief that you're feeling
and go and help someone else
that's going through the exact same thing.
And I'mma believe God for you,
because it's now time to just move on, okay?
- Don't do that if you believe, mama.
- I'mma believe for you. - You don't understand
what I'm going through.
- No, I don't understand, but I do trust God.
Amen, amen.
And on that note, I'm done.
- Never let you go. (sobs)
(pensive music)
(Yancy sobs)
(pensive music) (Yancy cries)
(pensive music continues)
Why did you have to take her?
(pensive music)
(Tasha singing faintly)
(Tonya groans)
(Tonya coughs)
(wood clatters)
- Hold on.
I'm coming.
(wood clatters)
Hold on.
(Tonya coughs)
Hey, hey, you're awake.
Oh, hold on.
Here, here.
Oh sorry.
(Tonya moans)
(Tonya coughs)
Shh, shh, shh, it's okay, it's okay.
Are you okay?
- [Tonya] Where are we?
- I'm not sure.
You were here when I got here.
So I should be asking you where we are.
Uh, let's, let's sit you up, here.
There we go, there we go, there we go.
Drink some more.
Okay, good, good, good, okay.
Remember (moans)
a motel.
- A motel?
(Tonya coughs)
Me too, I almost got out.
I think that's why he brought me here.
Hey, wake up, wake up.
You gotta stay with me, you gotta stay with me.
Hey, hey!
Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey!
You gotta wake up.
Hey, you gotta wake up.
You gotta stay with me, okay?
Okay, we're, we're here.
(Tonya groans)
(Tonya speaks indistinctly)
(Tonya coughs)
- Shh, shh, shh, shh.
(footsteps thud)
- See your funk ass done finally woke up.
That fentanyl couldn't take you down, huh?
I'll be back to take you out to Atlanta
in a couple of days.
(hammer taps)
Hey, look here.
Don't try to escape.
Miles and miles away from anything and everybody.
You gonna do nothing but die here in these woods.
(pensive music)
(pensive music continues)
- I can't die here.
We gotta get the fuck out of here.
- How do you plan to do that?
- We have to kill him.
- With what?
- I don't know.
(Tasha screams)
We're not supposed to be like this!
- We're not gonna make it.
- Don't talk like that.
I'm getting us out of here.
- I, I hope so.
I believe in you.
(pensive music)
(footsteps crunching)
(pensive music)
(footsteps crunching)
(pensive music)
- Our father which art in heaven,
hallowed be thy name.
Thy kingdom come, thy will be done on earth
as it is in heaven.
Give us this day our daily bread.
(pensive music)
And forgiver us our trespasses
and those who trespass against us, (sobs)
(pensive music)
lead us not into temptation, but deliver us,
deliver us from evil. (sobs)
Please, deliver us from evil.
(both sobbing)
(pensive music)
- I just know I just can't give up.
It's hard to hold on, there's no hope.
Not no leads, not no nothing.
But I got to keep going.
I have to find these girls.
I got to do it for my baby.
(pensive music)
(car door thuds)
(tense music) (footsteps thudding)
- Hey, get up.
(footsteps thudding)
(ambient music)
(watermelon ripping)
(ambient music)
(Tasha munching)
(pensive piano music)
(gunfire pops)
- Hey, my baby.
I told you I was coming back.
(pensive music)
I miss you so much. (sobs)
(pensive music)
Grandma miss you too.
(pensive music)
We used to love when I used to take you to the park.
(pensive music)
I miss those times.
(pensive music)
My sweet, sweet baby.
Mama gonna make it right.
I miss you so, so much.
And you are loved.
(pensive music)
I'll never forget, you always in my heart,
baby girl, you hear me? (sobs)
(pensive music)
Like the flowers I brought you?
I know pink is your favorite color.
I'll bring you some more next time, okay?
(pensive music)
Baby, I love you.
I love you and I miss you. (sobs)
(pensive music)
(Yancy sobs)
Next time, baby.
(pensive music)
Won't be back.
(pensive music)
(footsteps crunching)
(pensive music)
(footsteps thudding)
- Sir.
Sir.
(footsteps thud)
Sir, can I please just,
can I please just stretch my legs, take a walk?
I've been chained up to this for so, so long.
I just need, I just need to take a walk, please.
Just a little walk, please?
- I don't think that's a good idea.
- I mean, like you said, where, where can I go?
What can we do?
I just need a walk, please.
I just need to stretch my legs.
Look.
- Tell you what, you try anything,
I'm gonna kill you dead where you stand.
And ain't nobody gonna find you.
- Okay.
(gentle tense music)
(wood creaks)
- Go ahead.
(gentle music)
This way.
(ominous music)
Bro, get up.
(wood log thuds) (Tasha moans)
(dark ominous music)
(leaves crunching)
(dark ominous music)
(Tasha gasping)
(dark ominous music)
(Tasha gasping)
(dark ominous music)
(Tasha wails)
(dark ominous music)
- Fuck!
(dark ominous music)
(Tasha puffing)
(dark ominous music)
(Tasha puffing) (dark ominous music)
(footsteps crunching) (tense ominous music)
- Can't run, can't run!
You're miles and miles away from everything.
(leaves crunching) (tense ominous music)
You might as well, you might as well give up now!
(tense ominous music)
(dried leaves rustling)
(tense ominous music)
You can't run!
Should have never let you stretch.
(tense ominous music)
You ain't gonna get too far.
(Tony laughs maniacally)
(tense ominous music)
Stupid bitch!
(tense ominous music)
(Tasha moans)
(Tanya screams indistinctly)
(gentle ominous music)
Let's go, let's go, let's go, let's go.
We gotta go, we gotta go, come on.
Come on, these fucking chains!
- [Tonya] Did you kill him?
- Come on, let's go.
- Fucking worry about it.
- These fucking chains.
(Tonya screams)
(fist thuds)
- Oh, you bitches, you bitch.
(Tonya screams)
You ain't got real bold!
(Tonya shrieks)
(tense music)
(chains rattling)
(tense music)
Funky bitch, you ain't got real bold, I see.
(Tony murmuring)
Must take lot to sit down.
- Please be okay, are you okay?
Please, I need you.
Please, please be okay.
- I think I've done you a favor, huh?
Getting out nothing out of me.
Tell you that now.
You funky bitches then got real bold.
- Please, my daughter's counting on you
to get us out of here.
- All y'all had to do is follow my orders!
(ominous music)
Shut up, stay, stay out!
Shut up!
Well, now what?
You gonna make me, you gonna make me kill you.
I don't even know what to do.
(ominous music)
Why did, why didn't y'all just follow my orders?
Fuck!
(ominous music)
(Tony murmuring)
(ominous music)
I'm trying, I'm trying, I'm trying.
I'm trying not to. (puffing)
I got, you know what, you, you're right.
You, you're right, you're right.
(ominous music)
Told you.
Now, now is the time I show you!
All you had to do is follow the fucking orders!
♪ Wade in the water ♪
♪ God's gonna trouble these waters ♪
♪ Wade in the water ♪
♪ God's gonna trouble these waters ♪
♪ Wade in the water ♪
♪ God's gonna trouble these waters ♪
(dramatic pensive music)
♪ Wade in the water ♪
♪ God's gonna trouble these waters ♪
(dramatic pensive music)
- We're gonna fucking die!
I should have just kept going when I had the chance.
Fuck! (sobs)
It's been days, weeks, years.
I don't know!
I just know there's no way,
there's no way my parents aren't out there looking for me.
(Tasha cries)
- Here.
- Where the fuck did you get this?
- After he knocked you out, (moans)
I jumped on his back and it fell out of his pocket.
I didn't even know what I grabbed until I fell. (moans)
- It won't cut the fucking metal chains!
It won't fucking do anything.
(Tonya cries)
I'm sorry.
- We're gonna die here. (cries)
- I just, I just,
I just need time to come up with a plan.
Gotta keep positive thinking.
(Tonya coughs)
- Hey, hey.
Are you okay?
- I don't feel so good.
(ominous music)
(suspenseful music)
Hello?
You at work?
Hey look, I was on the internet last night.
There was a whole bunch of people looking for that bitch.
(suspenseful music)
Pull that shit up.
Shit, I think it's time to take a trip to the lake.
(suspenseful music)
All right.
Call me.
(suspenseful music)
(door latch clicks)
(door thuds)
(suspenseful music)
(suspenseful music continues)
- About to take you little bitches on a field trip.
All right, you try the shit you did last time,
it ain't gonna end well for you.
(gentle suspenseful music)
Come here.
(gentle tense music)
(chains rattling)
(gentle tense music)
Come here.
(gentle tense music)
(chains rattling)
Come on!
(gentle tense music)
I said come on!
(gentle tense music)
Girl, git.
(gentle tense music)
(door latch clicks)
Turn right.
(gentle tense music)
Y'all gonna have to move a little faster than that.
(gentle tense music)
Y'all have to walk fucking faster than that.
(gentle tense music)
We almost there, it's almost over with.
Don't give y'all what y'all want.
Y'all wanna get out the cabin?
You're getting what you asked for.
(Tonya moans)
(footsteps crunching) (gentle tense music)
Hey, you both have to figure it out.
Hey, hey.
You both have to fucking figure it out.
Get the fuck, walk.
I'm getting frustrated.
(gentle tense music)
Faster.
- Where are we going?
She needs help, please.
She's about to die.
Sir, we've done everything you asked us to do.
Please, she just needs help.
Please.
(gentle tense music)
- You don't get it, do you?
Nobody gives a fuck about these girls!
That's why it's so easy to make 'em disappear out here.
She been missing for months,
ain't nobody came looking for her.
But you, you miss, miss University
from good stuck out here.
Family ain't doing but making it harder.
All this attention they attracted.
Matter of fact, come on.
Captain Saber ho.
Bitch, if you can't walk, roll!
Come on!
- Oh no, you don't have to do this.
- [Tony] Get up!
(tense music)
- Please.
- You can't follow orders for nothing.
- Just let me go home.
Just, I won't say anything, I promise.
- Shut the fuck up! - Just let me go home!
- You worry about everybody else but your goddamn self.
- Just let me go home, please, please!
- You're home now. - No!
- Shut the fuck up!
(tense dramatic music)
(Tony groans)
Why you do that for?
(tense dramatic music)
- What should I do?
What should I do?
(tense music)
Who's the stupid bitch now, huh?
I told you,
I told you you're not getting away with your shit.
The right won.
I hope you fucking die here.
(Tony panting)
I told you.
We're gonna get your ass.
(Tasha spits)
(dark ominous music)
Let's go!
- I can't keep going anymore.
Need to rest.
- We gotta keep going.
We'll rest when it gets dark.
- Leave me.
Find help.
- No, I already told you.
- I'll only slow you down.
- I got you.
And I'm gonna get us out of...
I'm gonna figure out a way to get us out of this.
But we gotta go, we gotta move.
We gotta keep going.
Come on.
Come on, come on, you gotta help me.
Come on, just a little bit longer.
Let's go, let's go this way.
Come on, just, just a little bit more, that's it.
Almost there.
(ambient music)
(ambient music continues)
I just need a minute.
- Why didn't you grab the gun?
- And do what with it?
- Well, what if he comes back with it?
- He won't.
- Are we gonna make it out of here?
- Listen, if you wanna get out of here,
we need to suck it the fuck up.
Look at all this shit we've been through already.
Why, why would we give up now?
We have to keep going, I know it.
I, I know, I know we have to be close.
I feel like we fucked up. (moans)
I know.
We gotta keep going.
Let's save our energy.
Just less talking.
We're trying to get the fuck out of here.
- Okay.
- I need to find something to eat.
- And a fire.
(ambient music)
- I got that.
(lighter clicks)
- Thank God.
- Grab me some pine cones.
(fire sizzling) (crickets chirping)
Hey.
You know, you never told me your name.
- You never asked.
- [Tasha] Well, I'm asking now.
- I'm Tonya, nice to meet you.
- Tasha, pleasures all mine.
(crickets chirping)
You know, Tonya,
no matter what happens,
I'm gonna get us out of here.
And we're gonna live.
- This whole time, you've been so helpful,
I hope that we're gonna make it out. (groans)
What's your motivation?
Like, what makes you so sure?
- One thing, my parents always raised me
to be fearless and to beat the odds.
And I also just got,
I got faith that maybe God put us here to stop,
to stop maybe all of these strings
of kidnappings in this weird ass town.
- You're a good girl, Tonya. (groans)
If I don't make it out of here, (coughs)
will you please tell my, my daughter,
I tried my best to stay alive.
- What's her name?
How old is she?
Hey.
(crickets chirping)
(birds chirping)
Hey, come on, we gotta go.
It's time to move.
Hey, wake up.
It's morning, we gotta go.
We gotta get out of here.
Wake up.
(pensive music)
Tonya.
(pensive music) (birds chirping)
(Tasha sobs)
Tanya, wake up!
(Tasha wails) (pensive music)
(Tasha crying)
(pensive music)
Oh, your daughter.
(pensive music)
(birds chirping)
(Tanya sobbing) (pensive music)
Why!
(pensive music) (birds chirping)
(Tanya screams)
(pensive music) (birds chirping)
(Tanya breathes shakily)
(pensive music) (birds chirping)
(footsteps crunching)
(garbage bag crackling)
(train horn honking)
(Tasha sobs)
Ah, fuck.
(plastic bag crackling)
(ambient pensive music)
(Tasha puffing)
(ambient pensive music)
(leaves scraping)
(ambient pensive music)
Hey!
Hey, motherfucker!
I'm right here.
Hey, I'm right here!
I'm right here! (wails)
(ambient pensive music)
(Tasha singing faintly)
(hopeful music)
Well, cars, cars.
Cars.
(hopeful music)
I'm over here.
(hopeful music)
I'm over here.
Thank you, thank you.
(hopeful music)
Oh, thank God, thank you, God.
Help, help!
(hopeful music)
(footsteps crunching)
(hopeful music)
Thank you.
(hopeful music)
(car rumbling)
(hopeful music)
(car door thuds)
(Tasha wails)
Thank you, thank you.
Thank you. - Sweetie, are you okay?
- No. - Okay.
I'm gonna call, right?
What's, what's your name?
Just calm down.
- My name is, is Tasha Danielle Smith.
Please, we gotta get out of here.
- Okay, Tasha Smith.
What, what are you doing out here?
What happened?
- I was on my way home to see my parents in John Creek
and then...
(knife squelching)
(Tanya gurgling)
(dark ominous music)
- Oh, I know exactly who you are.
You caused me a whole hell of a lot of trouble around here.
Whole lot of damn trouble!
And you killed my friend, killed my fucking friend, bitch!
We had a real good thing going on.
I mean, a really good thing going
and all you had to do was play your fucking role.
(suspenseful music)
But instead, you fuck around and find out, didn't you?
(Tasha gasping)
(dark ominous music)
Dispatch, this is Sheriff Yancy.
I believe I found the body
of that missing girl, Tasha Smith.
(dispatcher chattering)
(bright music)
- [Reporter] The sheriff's office just announced
a shocking discovery this morning.
Local Sheriff Yancy found several women in Lake Rockaway
who have been missing for months.
Sheriff Yancey has just confirmed the shocking discovery
of several missing women found in the murky depths
of Lake Rockaway.
Sheriff Yancey making a discovery
of missing women in the lake of Lake Rockaway.
♪ Ride on to Tuesday ♪
(blinkers clicking)
(footsteps crunching)
(window tapping)
- Can I help you?
- Look like you're having a little car trouble.
Mind if I check it out?
(groovy rap music)
♪ This, this, this, this side ♪
♪ Yeah, look, I ain't about the T tries ♪
♪ We on different levels so you better get the balance right ♪
♪ Balance right ♪
♪ Finna at the hour we're not alike ♪
♪ Fuck ♪ ♪ You, couldn't even ♪
♪ Beat me in another life ♪ ♪ Another life ♪
♪ Don't hit me I'mma phone you, get that one close to you ♪
♪ Want a black male 'cause I see going close too ♪
♪ I been nigga times since I came over ♪
♪ I been nigga troll, yes, came over ♪
♪ Born great, no I didn't ask for it ♪
♪ Chasing the prone, I'm coming back for it ♪
♪ Coming back for it ♪
♪ I never quit for any black for it ♪
♪ Black for it ♪
♪ Never hanging it up, I need a back for it ♪
♪ Right or wrong ♪
♪ You could try to fake it, you wouldn't last long ♪
♪ Right or wrong ♪
♪ I would never let her, I would love forever ♪
♪ Guess I'm moving on this side ♪
♪ I would never let her, I would love forever ♪
♪ Yeah, yeah ♪
♪ Guess I'm moving on this side ♪
(groovy rap music)
♪ This, this side ♪
(groovy rap music)
♪ This side ♪
♪ Look, yeah, I took some losses ♪
♪ But I turned it to a (indistinct) ♪
♪ Loving where you at ♪
♪ Ain't seen where you been though ♪
♪ Been though ♪
♪ See the number someone running a different game ♪
♪ I could take another win, I want to 'cause I can ♪
♪ 'Cause I can ♪
♪ Ain't nothing left if I have to get work ♪