Where's the money?
We just got robbed.
Yeah.
Look, the saves are all empty.
Do you know how many times I see someone point to any empty safe and say we have no money?
A hundred?
500?
30,000.
It's rhetorical, ****stick.
Okay.
Shut up. This your daughter?
Where? Who, her?
Right here.
That's such a compliment. This is my wife.
Alex?
In fact, there's our daughter.
There she is. Hello, daughter.
Hi, honey.
Don't overthink it, just be our daughter.
Come right here.
I'm not your daughter, that's your--
Sorry, Rachel!
The ****'s the matter with you?
What?
Shoving a girl like that?
We are strict diciplinarians in our household.
Get out of my way. I know this is your daughter.
Mom!
No, no, no!
Cuff her.
Sweetie.
Mom.
Honey.
No.
Wait, no. Take me, not her.
No. No one cares if you die.
Oh, thank god.
Help 'em find the money. Oh, and hey... 300 grand. Or you'll never see your daughter again.
Mom! Dad! Help!
**** you.
Help!
**** you.
Let go of me.
