[SOMBER MUSIC]
[SOUND OF MACHINERY] [INDISTINCT CHATTER]
[WOMAN SPEAKING INDISTINCTLY]
[FIRE ALARM BELLS AND SIRENS]
[GUSHING WATER]
[OMINOUS MUSIC]
[BELL TOLLING]
[CITY NOISE]
- Why would he insist on me to sell this thing?
I don't get it. I've never handled
a listing this big before.
- I have no idea, Katie...
But frankly, who gives a shit why?
This is gonna be big for you.
- But these specs are totally different.
It's like a whole building.
- Those artists' lofts you've been hocking...
They're a cute way to start out,
but industrial, that's where the cash is...
Would you rather sell a tiny box in a rundown neighborhood
posing as hip to some struggling painter
or a whole building to a manufacturing company?
Come on, Kate, do you hate money?
Or does money just hate you?
- I'm not saying I don't want the commission, obviously...
But, buyer's gonna have a million questions
that I've never even thought of before.
- This is no different than anything else you've sold.
It's just bigger, with more of an upside.
- How did he find me anyway?
I don't think I've ever met that guy.
- I dunno... Maybe he saw
you at one of your cutesy open houses you throw.
Who cares?
You'll make more on this sale than you made all last year.
Alright... There is no reason
you can't close this deal...
This place is big enough for full vertical integration.
You have six floors and every one of them
can function for aspects of production,
R&D, distribution, whatever they need.
Alright, I already have people
looking for this type of building.
All you have to do is show up, flash your smile,
read the specs off the page
and point out the good qualities.
- I guess it really is all the same.
- I'll set up the show.
You're gonna do great.
- Hey, Brad?
Thanks.
- This place is a shit hole.
- It's allowed to be a shit hole, Stan.
At this price?
I'd make a bid if it were on fire.
I mean, the lot alone has gotta be worth
three times what they're asking.
- But doesn't that make you nervous?
Like they might be hiding something?
- What do I care?
Even if this place is a roach motel,
we'll tear it down, build up a new one,
and still make money.
- Doesn't look like it was pre-fabbed off site...
- It's the good old days
when they actually used to build things.
- Doubt that they were doing anything special here.
- I don't know.
It's got more charm than you're giving it credit for.
- It might be good.
But I'd have to overhaul the entire structure
just to make it streamlined.
Look at the way they structured these loading docks.
No handicap ramps.
No way to build them without digging up the foundation.
I mean, granted, I haven't been inside,
but from out here it's kind of a mess, man.
- I say tear it down right now.
There is no way we can run a celebrity clothing line
out of this dump.
- You mean, the same celebrity clothing line
that Mary's gonna get bored with in a year or two
and not need this place anymore? That one?
We flip it.
For three times the amount we paid.
Sounds good to me.
- You better make damn sure we turn a profit on this, Browning.
- We're gonna make a fortune! Trust me!
When was this thing built anyway?
- It's turn of the century.
You can see here where they started to use certain elements
that are associated with the era.
- 1901.
So fellas, what do you think?
- It's quite a specimen.
It's a real piece of history.
- It's a piece of history alright.
- Just tell Browning and I what you find,
let's not even bother Mary with the details.
- Hello...
Hello...
Hello, everyone...
Oh, you're early.
Um... Which one of you is Browning?
Ah, Mr. Browning.
Nice to finally meet you in person.
- Hi. I'm Stan.
- Stan, so good to meet you, too.
I'm excited to show you this place.
I think you're really gonna get a kick out of it.
Old school design. Very retro.
It's hot again. - Yes, it is. Very--
- Okay, this is my engineer, Bill.
And my architect, Wesley.
- Oh, uh...
Hi, it's so nice to meet you both.
Hi. - It's a pleasure.
- Likewise.
Um, is Mary coming?
- She's late.
- No, she's on Mary Roth time.
Which means whenever she gets here is on time.
- Oh, that's okay.
We're in no hurry.
- Why don't we get to know each other
a little bit better...
- Is there anything you'd like to tell us about the place
before we get started?
- Um, well, apart from what you see here,
you should know that the area is also very green
and environmentally conscious.
- What?
- Oh, it's so cool...
It's considered one of the top three green neighborhoods
in the state...
There's community composting,
they encourage the planting of trees,
do financial rebates, bike lanes everywhere,
recycling of course.
- Thanks for all that,
but let's just stick to selling us the place
and saving your liberal agenda, okay?
- C'mon, this is a lady...
Watch your mouth.
- My apologies.
- I am so sorry about that.
- Oh, it's fine. Really.
- Do you know what this is?
- Um, I have no idea.
But I'm happy to try and find out for you.
- Thanks.
[CAR HORN HONKING]
- Mary, wow. You look great.
- Thanks, Stanny. I've had nothing but lemon juice,
maple syrup and cayenne pepper for 22 days.
You should try it. It changed my life.
Oh, hello, my little Brown stain.
So... This is the place.
- Yes indeed.
Future home of Quite Contrary Fashion By Mary.
- It looks like shit.
- They all look like this in the beginning, right Browning?
- True enough.
Look, Mary...
Bill and Wes here are the best.
If they say it's a go, it's a go.
Every developer in this city wants these guys
and I got 'em.
And they'll have this place up and running in no time.
- You're gonna have to sage this place.
- Totally.
- Hi, Mary...
Big fan.
I'm Kate Carpenter.
- I like your shoes.
- Oh...
Thanks.
- Who are you?
- I'm the realtor.
The seller's agent.
- Oh.
So you don't work for me?
- Um...
Not technically, but I'm here to make this happen for you.
So I do... Kinda.
Um, would you like to see the place?
- Yes.
- So you um...
spend your time showing old shitty buildings?
- Um, this is actually my first industrial building.
The seller insisted I take the listing.
- Okay.
You don't have to be nervous.
We're all friends here. Right, Stan?
- You know it.
- The guy wouldn't give us the listing
unless I was the realtor who took it.
So I did.
My dad always said, never look a gift horse in the mouth.
- I don't get it.
- It means when something good comes your way, you take it.
Hold onto it with all you got.
- I still don't get it, but I wasn't raised on a farm.
- Okay...
Welcome to the Circle Factory Building.
- Soon to be the Quite Contrary Building.
- If you say so.
- This place gives me a bad feeling, Mare...
- It's not dangerous, Roman, it's just creepy.
- Um, you'll notice that most of the floors are identical.
They were all used at one time or another
as workspace for fabric manufacturers.
- Those windows are amazing.
- Aren't they great?
They say sunshine improves worker morale.
- Is that right?
- We could use this for like a game room or something
or a lounge for VIP's.
- Yeah.
- What do you think?
- I think you can never have too many VIP rooms.
Or champagne rooms, for that matter.
- Oh, perv...
I love it.
- This place is fantastic.
- So are we gonna pull the trigger
on this so I can get back to the matter at hand?
- You're an asshole.
Let's see the rest of it first, but so far so good.
As long as we don't give idiot girl final say,
we should be rich by summer.
- I'm gonna show you the stairwell first,
and then we'll take the elevator the rest of the way up.
- It's cold as balls in here.
- Like a witch's titty.
- Aww, J-Lo doesn't like that nickname anymore.
So what about it, baby blues, the heat work in here?
- Well, they don't have the heat switched on right now.
After the last tenants moved out,
they shut down all the heat and power in the place.
I had to get them to turn the electricity back on
just so I could show it to you.
- Is it a big deal to turn the heat back on?
- No. Of course not.
Um, each floor comes with its own gas valve,
so when it comes time to heat the place up again
all you need to do is turn them on.
- Can you find the switch or whatever to turn it on?
I don't think this girl is understanding me.
- I guess it's connected,
but you'd have to light each of the pilots in order to get heat.
- Ugh, what bullshit.
- When's the last time the pilots were lit?
- Uh, it's been about two years since the place was occupied,
so I guess about that long.
- Pressurized petroleum?
Um...
Yes.
- You might wanna inspect the system
before we make any kind of deal.
One crack in piping like this can lead to a gas leak.
It can lead to something pretty uh... explosive.
- Of course.
We'd be happy to grant you access
for any inspection you might need to do.
- Great. Thanks.
- Are these floors reinforced?
- Uh, they're actually all natural hardwood.
Back when they built the place,
they were only required to use concrete floors
if the building was taller than 150 feet,
and this one's only about 80, so they didn't.
I think it adds a beautiful almost homey feel to the place.
The frame of the building is made from iron and steel.
- It's a pretty sturdy frame.
- The doors are also solid wood.
They're so thick you could have machines running in here
and you won't even hear 'em in the stairwell.
- This is so sexy.
- What?
- Buildings like these that borrow
from combined architectural influence are so eclectic.
- Oh yeah?
- Yeah, I mean, this one's a real beast, you know,
it's got... hints of federal architecture to it.
Elements of Victorian.
Italian age.
I don't know. It's almost like the architect
just nabbed bits and pieces
from different styles he liked as he went along.
Sorry, I can get a little nerdy sometimes.
- Oh no. I find it fascinating.
- Really? - Yeah.
- Well, check this out. It's actually really clever
the way they did this.
I mean, you can't see it from here, but,
the outside of the building really plays with
the concept of the horizontal versus the vertical.
And it gets interesting when you step back away from it,
it looks almost classy, but,
you know, you take this window sill for example,
it's the most basic window sill you can imagine.
It's like they just painted it on, you know...
Stucco style.
I mean, from the street, it looks almost like
actual carved stone work, but you get up close to it
and it's nothing really.
It's all just a facade.
- And you're impressed by that?
- Kind of. Yeah.
I dunno. You know, I mean, it takes a certain skill
to make something look good
while you're still doing it on the cheap.
- He says cheap. I hear dangerous.
- Are there safety issues?
- Well, not yet.
But people that usually cut corners
almost always overlook certain contingencies.
- Well, lemme know if there's anything
I need to be concerned with.
- It's what you pay me for.
- That's disgusting.
This place is super gross.
- Well, Mary, this place is super green.
- Is it?
- Oh, you didn't know that?
One of the top three neighborhoods in the state.
Bikes, composting, planting trees, recycling.
Buying this building could be really good
for the environment.
- Oh, okay.
That's cool, I guess...
- Do you have a question, Mr. Browning?
- Oh, no, no, no, no... Nothing, uh...
Well, you know, the building does seem to be
in a state of disrepair and if the
seller isn't flexible on the price,
we're not gonna be interested.
- Oh, I'm sure the seller would be open to anything--
- That's great. That's great.
That's the kind of thing I wanna hear.
- --Reasonable.
Shall we?
So...
Before we get up to the last floor,
I need to let you know that
it hasn't really been renovated since the old days.
- As in never?
- Basically.
Yes. The building has changed hands a few times,
but for whatever reason,
each owner focused on renovating the bottom five floors,
and left the top one untouched.
- Well, that's fucking weird.
- I can't really explain it.
I know the last owner intended to remodel the floor
and rent it out as offices, but never did.
- Can we talk to him?
Ask him why?
- Um...
In the interest of full disclosure,
the last owner actually passed away before he could.
- Passed away?
- Yeah.
On the sixth floor.
[KNOCKING]
- Just knocking on wood.
Bad ju-ju and all.
Sorry.
- I know it sounds bad, but it was just a heart attack.
- Jesus, that's like really creepy.
- Oh, it's not a big deal.
I just wanted to make sure
that you guys knew what you were about to step out into.
Obviously you can do whatever you like with it.
- Well, this is delightful.
- You are so gross, Stan.
- Think we're beginning to figure out
why this place is so cheap.
- It's just one floor.
Don't get your panties in a twist.
- What's your deal, Sasquatch?
- I just can't get over how much these smudges
look like people.
Screaming...
Running...
Arms out...
Reaching out for something...
- Oh my God, Rome...
You are such a pussy.
Need a hug, big guy?
Whatever.
Jeez.
He looks like a big boy,
but, he's just a wittle, wittle baby.
I was just kidding around.
You didn't have to be such a jerk about it.
- Awww...
- You know Roman. He's superstitious.
- Well...
This thing wasn't structural, but that's some major damage.
I'm gonna look around.
See if I can find some signs of deterioration
or distress to the load bearing walls.
Hey, Wes... Wanna join?
- Why not?
Hey, Kate...
You wanna learn something?
- Sure.
- Uh... Wait a minute.
Uh, which way is the office?
- It's down the hallway.
- I'm gonna go check it out.
It is gonna be my office after all.
Hey, Browning, come with?
Check out my new executive office?
- Sure.
- God, these are so cool.
- Yeah... Kinda like Salvador Dalí, right?
- Yeah, I don't know what that is.
God, look at all this old shit.
I'm gonna go take a look around.
God, this place is a trip.
- Hey, Wes, do you see a light switch?
- Lemme see.
Just a sec...
Can't see anything in here... [INDISTINCT]
[SLAM]
- Jesus...
- You...!
You scared me.
[ELECTRICITY CRACKLING]
- Oh shit!
- Are you alright?
- Yeah, I just... I wasn't expecting that.
This isn't my normal thing.
- Wow.
Look at this place.
[ELECTRICITY CRACKLES]
Aw, man...
Guess the wiring's another thing we'll have to check out.
BILL: Yeah, you think?
BILL: Way to go, MacGyver.
- You know what they say...
You can see Paradise by the iphone light.
[LAUGHTER]
[CREAKING]
- Kate, watch out! [SCREAMING]
KATE: Whoa...
Thanks.
- Anytime.
- Ahem.
You're both welcome.
- I bet these coats come with the place.
I could do some real damage in here.
Hey. Come on.
Look, I'm sorry, okay?
I was just fucking around.
Are we good?
- Yeah. All good.
- Great. Because you gotta try this thing on.
- Jeez.
Thanks for the thought, Mare,
but I'm pretty sure all the people who wore these
were from the pre-protein shake era.
[MARY GIGGLES]
- So you like this place?
- I mean, whatever, it's kinda gross,
but um, this room, fucking awesome.
Who do you think all these coats belong to anyway?
I mean, why would they just leave them here?
- Heard that realtor girl say this was a fashion factory
once upon a time.
Maybe these were their designs.
- Maybe.
Classy.
What do you think?
- Hot.
Maybe you should use it for your line.
Hot is fucking right... I look goooood...
I wanna try this on.
The guys go crazy when you wear a dress shirt
and nothing else.
- Go for it.
- You should have accepted my apology faster
and maybe I would have--
Perv!
Gimme a second. I want to see how my tits look in it.
Go.
- Yeah, all good, man,
but you know they'll look great in it.
They always do.
I'll go grab a smoke.
- All right.
I am a sexy bitch.
[WHIRRING]
[WOMEN SCREAMING] [ROMAN SCREAMING]
Help!
[INDISTINCT]
[GRUNTING AND SCREAMING]
[SCREAMING]
- Oh, I see not much has changed here.
- Let's get this over with.
The sooner we can get out of here,
the sooner we can buy this place and gut it.
- I knew you'd jump on board.
Let's make the deal and go...
- Don't get too comfy there, Browning...
This place is mine.
- Sure.
Sure.
If I assign it to you
like I assign all my employees their offices.
- You're such a fucking dick. - Tell it to your shrink.
- [LAUGHING] Are you okay?
- You did that on purpose.
- Jesus man, take a fucking pill.
I didn't do that.
Not that I wouldn't. I just, I didn't think of it.
- Well, then I guess I got nothing to worry about.
With that brain of yours,
you never think of anything worthwhile.
- Fuck you, Browning.
- Speaking of which...
I've got this girl on the ropes.
We're gonna get this place for a steal.
- Yeah, well, I hope it's worth it.
This place is creeping me out.
This place is a shit hole.
You know, hey, I wouldn't mind taking a run
at little miss tight-bodied Kate out there though.
I really think she's digging my vibe.
- Is that lonely? - What?
- Being the only one who thinks
every woman is digging your vibe.
I think she's into the architect.
- You just close on the building.
I'll close on that ass.
- Check it out.
Doesn't this thing look like an enormous cookie cutter?
- Yeah, can we do this please...
- Sorry.
- So...
What do we all think of the place?
- Bill, do you wanna start?
- I guess the biggest issue I have
are all the potential safety hazards.
Wesley says the staircase is narrower than it should be.
- That doesn't sound like a big deal.
- Well, if something ever happened,
it could be difficult to evacuate.
- I mean, it's important to know.
It's not the end of the world.
What else?
- The wood.
- Right, yeah, I mean, the abundant use of wood
is really beautiful.
It doesn't make the building as structurally sound
as I'd like it to be, but we've discussed that.
I don't think it's worth mentioning.
- Oh, no, it's all worth mentioning.
- Uh... Is that thing hooked up?
- No. That's the old air shaft.
It's just basically a vent to the outside of the building.
- Well, it's... it's ugly.
- Bottom-line it for me, fellas.
- I don't think there's anything here
that would be prohibitive,
if you spent the money bringing this thing up to code.
- Which may unfortunately be as much
if not more than tearing it down.
- Exactly.
- Look, I mean, there's obviously
a lot of work to be done.
We bring in good people, we work fast.
The work will just need to be extensive.
It's a remarkable building.
I think the charm alone makes it worth it.
- Just not for the asking price.
- There must be some way we can make this work.
- It's a great place.
It's a little weird, but it's actually really cool.
- Thanks.
- No. No, you know what, Browning...
If she can't come down on the asking price,
we'll just have to look for something
that's a little more up to code.
- That closet is the shit.
Check it out.
Yes.
- Hey, uh, where's Roman?
- Oh, he went to have a cigarette.
Don't have a fucking coronary, Stan.
- I'm gonna make a phone call,
and I want you to think of a number.
Something realistic.
The fuck.
[WHIRRING]
There's a... We got a...
[CRASH]
- Oh, shit.
Kate: Oh my God!
[SCREAMING]
Kate: Oh my God. Oh my God. Oh.
- We have to stop the bleeding.
- What do you need?
- Give me something... like a shirt.
Just relax. Someone call 911.
- Oh my God.
PHONE OPERATOR: Good afternoon,
Circle Clothing Company.
- Is this 911?
PHONE OPERATOR: You've reached the switchboard.
Uh, I dialed 911.
PHONE OPERATOR: 911?
Just a moment. I'll connect you.
Hold please.
- What the hell?
PHONE OPERATOR: I'm sorry, Miss.
We don't seem to have a designation for 911.
Thank you for calling.
[DIAL TONE]
- There's something wrong with my phone.
Call 911. - Okay, okay.
- You're going to be fine, Mr. Browning.
- What did they say?
- I can't get through.
- It's ringing. It's ringing.
PHONE OPERATOR: Good morning. Circle Clothing Company.
- Circle what? Look, this is-- this is Mary Roth.
Who is this?
PHONE OPERATOR: You've reached the switchboard, Ma'am.
To whom may I transfer your call?
- This is Mary Roth. Who is this?
PHONE OPERATOR: What extension do you require?
- Look, you idiot. This is a fucking emergency.
Someone's dying. Give me 911.
PHONE OPERATOR: I'm sorry. Inside transfers only.
- I don't know what's going on,
but it looks like all calls are being diverted
to some fucking switchboard.
There's no way to call out.
- Uh, uh, the... the big guy.
He's, he's certified in CPR and, and first aid.
Roman! Roman!
Roman!
Roman! Roman!
Um, Roman... Romam he...
The, the fire escape... Oh God.
- What happened? Where's Roman?
- Don't leave me yet.
They're coming for me...
[MARY SCREAMING]
- Is he fucking dead?
He's fucking dead in here.
Roman's dead out there.
- Roman's what?
Shhhh...
Sh... Shhhh...
We're gonna get out of here, okay?
We're leaving.
Now.
- What are we gonna do with him?
- Look, I mean, the cops are gonna want to see him.
We have to leave him here just like he is.
- You can't just leave him on the ground like that.
BILL: It's just until the police get here, Mary.
- Oh, Jesus. I can't look at him.
You can't just leave him here like that.
- Here...
Here...
Okay?
WESLEY: Okay, that's better.
- Fuck, I don't want to be here anymore.
Let the cops come down and whatever,
but I'm getting the hell out of here.
- Come on.
- What the fuck?
No, no, dammit.
No, no, no, no, no.
Now what? Now what?
- Get off of me!
- There's gotta be a way out somewhere.
- Follow me.
- Hey, hey!
You're hurting me.
- This door swings in, not out.
KATE: Oh.
Is it?
I think it's locked.
- Get out of the way. Let me do it.
It's locked.
This doesn't lock unless somebody physically
sticks a key in and turns it.
- And we're the only ones here.
- I'm gonna try 911 online dispatch.
- Good call.
- Bill, are you getting any bars?
- Hang on.
No, no.
Nothing.
- Wi-Fi?
- Not even any password protected ones.
- What?
- Did you see that woman?
- Bill, can we focus please?
- Yeah, I'd like to get the hell outta here.
- Okay, look... Let's find an exit.
There must be some way out of here.
- Okay, guys, you heard her.
- I'll check the office.
See if there's a way out from there.
- I'll come with you.
- No, I got this, Wes.
Kate and I will check the office for escape routes.
I'd rather the two building geeks stay together.
You're probably our best bet at getting out of here,
so, go in the main room and figure something out.
Mary, come with us.
- No way, I'm not going anywhere, no way.
- Fine, stay here.
Now if anybody finds anything, report back to Mary, okay?
- Please, everyone, be careful.
- Let's move.
- I don't like this.
- Yeah, no shit.
Hey...
Come on...
- Oh, man.
We're screwed.
- No shit.
Come on.
- How in the hell are we gonna get out of here, man?
- Bill?
- This whole situation is nuts.
- Bill.
- What?
- What the fuck am I looking at, Bill?
- You look around in here?
- Oh, where are you going?
- I'm gonna try the supply room next door.
You never know where there might be a vent
or a door or something.
- Fine.
- Anything?
STAN: No.
- Well, keep looking.
Maybe we can find something that will tell us
how to get the elevator restarted.
STAN: Fine.
Hey...
I couldn't find anything in there,
I thought I'd come help so you wouldn't have to be alone.
You know I'm here for you.
- Yeah, thanks, Stan.
- I was thinking maybe we could have a little fun.
Considering...
- Seriously?
I'm not interested.
Just help me get through these boxes.
- Fine.
Fucking prude.
Hey, Kate.
- I said I'm not interested, you asshole.
- No, look...
- "On this site, 146 workers lost their lives
in the Circle Clothing Company fire".
- This thing was torn off the building.
- The missing square that Wes was asking about.
- Why did you not know about this?
- This was obviously hidden deliberately.
How would I have known?
- Maybe do a little research.
Jesus, do your fucking job!
BILL: How is this possible?
WESLEY: I'd say there's a gas leak
and this is all a hallucination.
But we both see it.
You do see it, right?
- And hear it.
Fuck.
- There's gotta be a logical explanation for this.
- I don't know.
I can't handle this, buddy.
It's too much.
Wes...
[BUILDING GROANING AND CREAKING]
[MARY SCREAMING]
- What do you want with us?
[WHIRRING OF SEWING MACHINES]
[WHIRRING INTENSIFIES]
- Oh shit, oh shit, we're all gonna die.
We're all gonna die. We're all gonna die.
Oh shit. Shit!
- Okay...
What the hell is going on here?
[WHIRRING]
- I think--
I think it's the women who died here.
- This isn't real.
This can't be real.
- Died?
- There was a fire.
In 1911.
At least 150 women were burned alive.
I think they're trapped here.
I think they're still working.
[WHIRRING]
[SCREAMING]
- So pretty.
You're mine.
[THUD]
[HINGES CREAKING]
[WHIRRING OF SEWING MACHINES]
[SCREAMING]
- Kate.
- Wes.
- Are you okay? - No.
We need to get the hell out of here.
- I don't think whatever the fuck that thing is--
is gonna be opening the front door for us.
- Yeah, me neither.
- What the hell is this place, Kate?
- I don't know.
- Okay, okay.
Well, there's obviously some pretty pissed-off spirits here.
Okay, look, maybe uh...
- What?
- This floor hasn't changed, right?
Maybe we can find out who the guy is?
Or find out some kind of answers.
- Maybe...
Maybe he worked here.
- Right.
- Let's see what we can find on this guy.
Yeah...
Okay. - Yeah?
- Something we can use to shut him down.
- Yeah. - Okay.
Okay, come on.
- Please don't leave me. - Oh, fuck.
- Please don't leave me.
- Jesus.
- Come on.
- Okay...
- Ow.
Oh, fuck.
What the fuck!
Ow... Oh...
[SCREAMING]
- Come on. Come on.
- Kate, you gotta hurry.
- Stan.
Stan.
Come on, buddy, I need your help, man.
Stan, come over here, please.
- I think I found him.
I can't see his face though.
Dammit.
- What does he want with us?
- I -- I... I don't know.
I mean if--
If he's the one that killed all those people,
maybe, maybe being here is his punishment.
Like, you know, he can't leave.
Maybe, maybe we're encroaching on his turf.
Holy shit.
- What?
- This is the man who came to see me.
The man who said it had to be me who took this listing,
or he'd take his business elsewhere.
He wanted us here.
- No, why? Why you?
Why us?
- I-I-I don't know, Wes. - Okay.
I...
I-I don't, I don't know.
I-I have no idea. - Kate?
Kate, you aren't... okay.
Just take a second and breathe, okay.
Deep breaths.
I'll do this for a while, okay?
This is him.
Look, this is him.
- What the hell is this?
- That's the guy. That's him.
Look, we got his name. - No.
What...
What is this?
- I don't know what you mean.
- Where did you get this?
Are you fucking with me! - No, Kate, no...
What are you talking about?
- This is my grandmother.
Standing next to that son of a bitch.
This says his name is George Carpenter.
- What is it?
- This man.
That thing...
Is my great-grandfather.
- Your great-grandfather?
- Okay, alright, so what do we do now?
- I don't know.
- Jesus, alright,
there's got to be something here somewhere.
Look at this key...
Kate, I-- I think this might be the key to the stairwell lock.
- This is our way out.
- [indistinct]
- No, Stan, we're saved.
This is what we've been looking for.
- You shouldn't-- You're with them.
You're with the ghosts.
Well, you can't have me.
You can't have me!
No, Stan, listen...!
[WHIRRING]
- Okay, okay. Shhh...
It's okay, okay.
We can still do this, okay?
- I can't, Wes. - You can, you can.
It's okay.
You can.
Okay?
Alright.
- Ah!
Ah!
- We gotta come up with another plan.
We're never gonna get past him.
- We need to split up...
Okay? - No.
- You climb down the elevator shaft.
I'll sneak around through the hallway
and use the key to go down the stairs.
We'll meet outside.
- I am not leaving you.
- It's the only way.
He'll be facing you.
So don't go until I distract him.
- No way.
- If I'm his great granddaughter,
then I'm the one he wants.
He'll come after me.
And if I'm taking the stairs,
I can beat him down to the ground floor...
I can make it.
Please, Wes, trust me.
- Okay...
Okay.
But you be careful.
- You too.
I'll see you outside.
Hey!
Come and get me, you bastard.
- Careful, Kate.
- Come on!
Come and get me!
Come and get me, George Carpenter.
[WHIRRING]
WES: No!
Shit, shit.
Shit, ah, shit.
Shit.
No!
Shit, shit, shit.
Shit.
Ah.
What do you want with me?
- Salvation.
- I'll free you.
- Just kill me!
Do it!
- Not me.
Her.
- Wes!
Wes!
Where are you!
Wesley!
- Come on!
What are you waiting for?
- Freedom.
- Uh.
Uh, oh, fuck.
No.
Please.
Help, please let me go.
No.
No!
Kate!
- Wesley!
[CRASH]
[SCREAMING]
- Ah!
- I'm really gonna miss you.
- Thank you for the opportunity.
I appreciate it.
- No way we can convince you to stay?
- I need a change.
Things here just,
aren't the same anymore...
Goodbye, Brad.
- Vanilla butter cream.
Your favorite.
- Hello, welcome.
May I take your coat?
- Business or pleasure?
- Excuse me?
- Is your trip for business or pleasure?
- Business.
Taking over a series of factories.
- That sounds interesting.
Okay then.
- What is our estimated arrival time in Pakistan?
- It's approximately a 15-hour flight...
Ma'am.
Here's your complimentary cocktail before takeoff.
- Thank you for your hospitality.
[HISSING AND BUBBLING]
[DRONE OF AIRCRAFT]
MALE ANNOUNCER 1: Karachi, Pakistan. September 12th.
Over 300 workers were killed
when two garment factories caught on fire.
The workers were trapped
as the owners had illegally locked the doors
and barred the windows.
Lack of adherence to local safety regulations
made officials describe the site as a deathtrap.
This fire ignited just hours after a similar factory fire
in the Pakistani town of Lahore killed 25 workers.
FEMALE ANNOUNCER 2: Dhaka, Bangladesh. April 24th.
The Rana Plaza
which housed five garment factories collapsed.
The death toll is currently over 1,000 people
with hundreds missing and unaccounted for.
The collapsed building was not fully permitted.
The owners were warned of the building's danger
the day before by an engineer
when sudden cracks appeared in the walls,
yet they ordered their workers to come in the next day.
The Prime Minister has ordered the arrest
of the building owner,
but authorities have not been able to locate this individual.
MALE ANNOUNCER 3: Bangladesh. November 25th.
117 people were killed and 200 injured
when a clothing factory caught on fire.
The emergency exits were smaller than regulation,
leaving no escape.
Twelve of the deaths were from people
throwing themselves out windows trying to escape the flames.
The factory was flagged a year ago for violations
and conditions which were deemed to be high risk.
The fire burned for over 17 hours
before firefighters were able to extinguish it.
Police are investigating accusations
that the factory managers blocked workers
from running out of the multi-story building
when the fire alarm went off.
MALE ANNOUNCER 4: Dhaka, Bangladesh. May 9th.
Eight people were killed and ten others injured
when a clothing factory ignited.
Officials say the death toll would have been much higher,
but the blaze occurred at night
when most of the workers were at home.
The building lacked fire extinguishers and proper exits.
All the dead were found trapped in the stairwells,
unable to escape the flames
due to improper sizing of escape routes.
Toxic smoke from burning acrylic clothing
poured into the stairwells, suffocating the victims.
This is Bangladesh's 15th deadly factory fire
in the past 12 months.