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I CAN'T BELIEVE THIS IS HAPPENING.
THIS IS LIKE SOME KIND OF A DREAM.
(exhales) I JUST KEEP WAITING TO WAKE UP,
BUT IT'S LIKE I CAN'T DO ANYTHING.
(exhales) IT'S LIKE THERE'S NOTHING WE CAN DO.
ALL WE CAN DO IS BE HERE FOR THEM.
(cell phone ringing)
BECKETT.
(static)
(static continues)
HELLO?
(coughs) BECKETT?
BECKETT? BECKETT, CAN YOU HEAR ME?
Beckett?
Beckett? Can you hear me, Beckett?
RYAN? RYAN, IS THAT YOU?
YEAH, YEAH, YEAH, IT'S ME, BECKETT! LISTEN, UH...
That building that--that we went into--
uh, it wasn't just the next arson target.
IT--IT WAS HIS LAIR.
HE RIGGED IT TO BLOW, AND NOW WE'RE TRAPPED INSIDE.
THE WHOLE PLACE IS IN FLAMES.
YES, I KNOW, RYAN. WE'RE RIGHT OUTSIDE.
WE'VE GOT THE WHOLE FIRE DEPARTMENT HERE.
(voice breaks) WE THOUGHT... YOU GUYS WERE DEAD.
(building creaks)
WELL, WE WILL BE SOON IF WE DON'T GET SOME HELP.
(radio chatter, sirens wailing)
EXACTLY WHERE IN THE BUILDING ARE YOU?
SOME KIND OF SUB-BASEMENT MECHANICAL ROOM
ABOUT 20 FEET DOWN FROM THE MAIN FLOOR.
THERE'S NO WINDOWS, NO DOORS.
(paper rustles)
WHY?
WELL, ACCORDING TO THESE PLANS,
THIS BUILDING HAS A SLAB FOUNDATION.
THERE IS NO BASEMENT AREA.
Well, I don't know what to tell you, pal.
WE'RE IN SOME KINDA BASEMENT.
SO THERE'S SOMETHING WRONG WITH YOUR FREAKIN' PLANS.
THEY'RE ALIVE?
AND YOU'RE SURE YOU DON'T SEE ANOTHER WAY OUT?
IF THERE IS, IT'S COVERED BY DEBRIS.
ANY IDEA WHERE THAT WAY OUT MIGHT BE?
CASTLE'S ON THE PHONE WITH THE BUILDING DEPARTMENT.
HE'S TRYING TO GET AHOLD OF THE ORIGINAL BLUEPRINTS.
WE'RE ASSUMING THERE EVEN IS A WAY OUT.
WE'RE GIVING THIS GUY MORE CREDIT THAN HE DESERVES.
(exhales) WE'RE BOTH GETTING SLEEPY.
CARBON MONOXIDE'S BUILDING UP. (breathing heavily)
RYAN, YOU LISTEN TO ME. YOU NEED TO HANG ON, OKAY?
THEY'RE COMING FOR YOU.
I APPRECIATE THE PEP TALK, BUT WE BOTH KNOW
THE FIRE'S TOO HOT. THEY DON'T KNOW WHERE TO LOOK.
NO.
RYAN...
WE'RE GONNA LOSE THE PHONE SOON, BECKETT, SO...