Walled In

Dad.

Dad.

Dad!

Daddy!

Dad!

Dad! Dad! Get me out of here.

Dad!

Dad! Daddy!

Dad, help!

Get me out of here!

Dad! Daddy!

Daddy! Daddy.

Daddy!

The laid-off factory worker and prime suspect

in the Walled In Massacre, Thomas Sullivan, remains at large.

Sullivan has shown a violent history

including a prior rape conviction.

The building's architect Joseph Malestrazza

is included among the victims.

Currently there are no further leads

in the case of the Walled In Massacre.

Happy birthday! - Happy birthday!

All right!

I call corner piece!

So, Professor, how effective do you think your classes were?

Well, I thought I taught Sam

how to build things,

but whatever makes her happy.

Should have known she's not an architect.

Sam's a Walczak and we blow shit up.

Sam, come here.

Incredible...

to be the first Walczak to graduate from college.

Think fast.

There's a gift in both, but you only get to choose one.

Dad, come on.

That's not fair.

Nobody said life was fair.

You're 25 now.

I'm offering you a deal.

Your first demolition project on your own.

And if you succeed,

you are longer my employee.

You'll be my partner.

Dad, this is really important for me.

Don't you wanna see what's in the blue one?

For those,

well, I got a little help from Peter.

Three weeks touring the architectural wonders of Europe.

It's always been your dream, right?

And they're for two.

I have a friend who hunts.

He'll track a deer for miles,

totally quiet, waiting for the right shot.

And if his aim is dead on and the deer goes down,

he says he gets the biggest rush of his life.

That's how I feel when taking down a building...

studying blueprints, exploring structure,

drawing up demo plans, placing the ammunition.

That's all foreplay to me.

Pete, are you jealous?

Well, lucky for me, Malestrazza's not alive

or I would be jealous.

Okay, I've passed the sign.

It should be right there. - No, I don't see it yet.

People still live there, huh?

Yeah, according to your father.

Here it is.

- Hello. - Sam, I can't hear you.

- Hello. - Hello.

Can I help you?

Hi, I'm from Walczak, the demolition company.

I wasn't expecting you so soon.

Are you alone?

Yeah, for now.

Jimmy!

I'm Mary Sutter. I take care of the building.

Did Mr. Collins tell you

the nearest hotel is 50 miles away?

Yeah, but it might be easier if I just stay here.

Oh, good.

Where were you?

Just playing with the dog, Mom.

Don't worry.

This is the lady we were expecting.

Already?

So why don't you show her around, explain the rules

and set her up in room 208?

And be polite.

Do you smoke?

- Well, sometimes. - No smoking in the building.

Those are the rules.

So this place is in pretty good shape, considering.

Yeah, Mom likes to keep everything spotless.

She's kind of crazy.

Can we... can we get the lights back on?

The lights go off every six minutes,

you know, to save electricity and stuff.

If you spend a day in the halls, you have to hit the switch 240 times.

Oh, and never go on the eighth floor.

- That's Malestrazza's floor. - The architect lived here?

That's the only floor Mom doesn't clean.

It's in the rules.

Oh, and another rule... don't go on the roof.

It's too dangerous.

Here it is.

Home sweet home.

What do you think he'll say?

- Sorry. - Malestrazza.

When he finds out you've come to blow up his building.

Hello, Peter. Yeah, it's insane.

I mean, imagine something from Gotham City

in the middle of a freakin' marshland.

Malestrazza was definitely a genius.

This building's amazing.

It's like the Bates Motel, only bigger.

You know, the kid who still lives here,

he talks about Malestrazza like he's still...

hey, hello?

Samantha!

Hello?

Oh, I'm sorry.

I didn't realize you were here.

Do you like red wine?

I also brought some bread

and some pasta, some tea.

It's not much, but it should do for tonight.

Thanks, Miss Sutter.

No, please, call me Mary.

So how many people still live here?

Only four.

And this apartment?

I'd offer to move you to another, but this is the only vacant one

- that hasn't been emptied. - No, it's okay.

It's just the last tenants, why did they leave all their stuff?

Because no one came to collect it.

Do you know the history of this building?

No, why?

Perhaps it's best you just do your job then.

Good night.

November 12, 2008,

demolition report number 2893.

Originally designed and constructed by one Joseph Malestrazza,

the building contains eight individual levels

housing 120 residential units.

# Silent night #

# Holy night #

# All is calm #

# All is bright #

# Round yon virgin #

# Mother and child #

# Holy infant #

# So tender and mild #

# Sleep in #

# Heavenly peace #

# Sleep in #

# Heavenly peace #

- Morning. - Morning.

Sleep well?

Yeah, it was very peaceful.

You're a very pretty girl.

Strange job you've chosen.

So I hear constantly.

And will you blow up our building on your own?

No, I'm an engineer.

I analyze the structure,

examine the blueprints, determine the best rupture points,

type of explosives,

then I pass on instructions to the detonation team.

Wow, that's quite a big job

- for a young engineer. - Family business.

Oh, dear. Oh, dear!

Howard won't stop fighting with his brother.

Denise, I need to introduce you to someone.

He's dead set on eating earthworms.

Imagine, nothing but earthworms.

Listen to me. You remember the eviction notice?

What eviction notice?

We all have to leave. They're gonna tear down the building.

Oh, and who are you, miss?

This is what I was trying to tell you. She's in charge of the demolition.

Not the most graceful girl,

is she?

To bring down a building, you weaken the structure,

and gravity will do the rest.

People are shocked to learn how little explosive is needed

if you understand the building.

Sometimes you'll get a structure in perfect shape,

beautifully designed,

could last forever,

and you know when you're destroying it

that you're taking along the memories

of people who have lived there.

Well, buddy, we got a problem here.

The wall's 16 feet closer than on the blueprints.

That's huge.

Shit!

"November 12th. Her name is Sam.

She's finally here, and she's so pretty.

I watch her work, and I wonder if she knows I'm there.