Penthouse North

Watch that ridge.

Sara, keep it tight.

Contact! Contact left!

To your left! To your left!

- Sara, don't move! - Move up! Move up!

- OK, go! - Moving.

On your right! Go! Go! Go!

Move! Move!

- Head around the corner. - Keep going!

Push through! Push through!

Push forward to the wall! Push forward to the wall!

I've got four guys with AKs, RPGs in the tree line.

Press that guy!

Hey! Trying to get your ass shot off?

Get in there and stay down!

Guys, let's go!

Going in!

You're staring at me.

Can't help it.

It's freezing out here.

What are you doing?

I told Blake I'd get the champagne.

Oh, no.

Let her get it. Come back to bed.

It's 3:00 in the afternoon.

And in an hour from now, it'll be 4:00 in the afternoon.

I know. I told her I'd do it, though.

Alright.

Let me get my coat and we're going.

No, no, no, no. I got it.

I'd rather do it myself.

OK.

OK, sure.

When are you gonna let me turn this into an engagement ring?

You do not ever give up.

No. Not when I want something.

I thought we agreed on this.

Whatever happens, happens.

Oh, God.

It's already happened.

Stop.

You sure you don't want me to come?

No, I'm good. Hold down the fort.

Will do.

Hey. Hey.

Hello, Sara.

Hi, Antonio.

Any big plans for tonight?

Yep. I'm gonna work late.

New Year's Eve's for amateurs.

Can I grab you a cab?

No, no, I'm good. I'm just going to the store.

- Be safe, young lady. - Thank you.

Hey! Look out!

What, are you blind?

Yeah.

- I am. - Hey. You OK?

I saw the whole thing. What an asshole.

Nothing new. This city's full of 'em.

- Here, let me help you... - No. No. I got it.

Thank you.

It's actually better if I do it myself.

My lightsabre.

Oops.

Sometimes I get cocky and I forget that I need it.

Hey, I can walk you where you're going.

No, I know where I'm going. Thanks, though.

- Are you sure? It's no trouble. - Yeah. Happy New Year.

Yeah. Yeah, you too. You... got the light.

OK. Thank you.

You watch out for assholes.

I will.

Call from Blake.

- Hey, Blake. - Hey.

- Where are you? - Out.

Buying champagne.

Great. Are you on your own?

Yes. I'm on my own, all by my lonesome.

Good. I'm glad you're getting out.

You spend way too much time hiding out in that penthouse with Ryan.

My God, what's wrong with hiding out?

Don't make me feel guilty for finding a guy I like.

Stop busting my chops.

- I'm your sister. It's my job. - Yeah.

You and Danny gonna come over and ring in the New Year with us?

Danny had to pull a double and he's not even home yet,

so he'll have to sleep for a couple of hours.

- Please try and make it. - We will.

Just gonna be a little last-minute, OK?

I love you.

Alright, love you too.

Sara.

How'd it go out there today?

I didn't walk into any telephone poles.

That's good.

Have yourself a good evening.

Thank you. You too.

Ryan?

It's the lady with the liquor.

You here?

Ryan!

Ryan?

Ryan?

Ryan?

Good girl.

Good girl.

You can't be hungry, Shadow.

I just fed you.

Oh, my God. Ryan.

Ryan? Oh, my God. Ryan?

Oh, my God.

Ryan. Baby.

Ryan.

Help!

Ryan! Oh, God!

Oh, God. Who's there?

Who's there?

What do you want?

What do you want?

Who's there?

What do you want?

Say something.

Open the door.

Open the door, Sara.

Yeah. I know your name.

I've been watching you for days.

Start listening.

Armadillo is ready.

- Start menu. - Menu.

Open the goddamn door!

Open email.

- Read email? - Write email.

- Please repeat. - Write email to Blake.

Email to Blake.

Call the police. A man is...

Look what you made me do.

- Hey. - Hi.

It's official - I hate New Year's Eve.

Rough one?

I'm gonna go lie down for a couple of years.

OK. Remember...

Sara wants us to be there before midnight

to watch the fireworks from Ryan's penthouse.

What?

Something not right about that guy.

Danny... What'd you do?

I ran a check on him.

You did what?

He said he was living in Philly before Brooklyn, right?

According to DMV records, he was in Miami the last seven years.

No, I think he said he was born in Philly.

He was born in Dade County, Florida.

So we'll ask him and find out.

Lots of people make up stories about themselves.

I know. I arrest them all the time.

Shit!

Goddammit!

Shit.

What happened to this camera?

I dropped it.

Like that?

You're a mess.

I'm gonna clean you up.

Hold still, now.

You have an awesome body.

It feels good?

Nice and cool.

Please.

Did Ryan ever do this for you?

Wouldn't be the first time me and Ryan shared the same...

- Get your fucking hands off me! - What?!

What?

I'm sorry.

Are you OK now?

Yeah. Just...

These are really tight.

Are you gonna help me, Sara?

Yeah. Yes.

- Thank you. - You're welcome.

So, what did Ryan tell you about himself?

- How'd he make his money? - He's an investor.

Ryan wasn't an investor.

Ryan was a goddamn thief.

He stole something that belongs to me,

and I'm here to get it back.

- Where is it? - What?

I don't know what you're talking about.

I wonder if I believe that.

I would tell you if I knew.

Where's my money, Sara?

I don't want to hurt you.

But I will.

I'll hurt you bad.

What's it gonna be?

An ear?

Both ears?

An eye?

It doesn't do you any good.

Tell me. Tell me.

Tell me!