7 Stones

: I know revenge for his murder

will give me some shred of my life back.

Make me feel decent again.

Like walking into a room, finding my old self

tucked away in a drawer, waiting for the light.

-Before when I was scared, I used to remind myself

that I was a reporter and they don't kill us easily.

We know people right?

But it wasn't enough.

The government crumbled.

I couldn't control my fear.

So I cooperated.

The way that scared people do.

I wrote what they wanted.

Sent innocent men to prison.

I played ball.

Now the monster I helped create has sentenced me to die.

-But first I'm going to kill a man.

He killed the one decent thing I still looked up to.

I know you.

It's all right.

You won't be here for long.

No one ever is.

Good.

You made it.

Now remember your promise.

A boy.

A simple boy who wouldn't cooperate.

(WHISPERING) Who's this?

-I've made a promise to avenge his murder

and it's the one promise I'm going to keep.

For revenge is all I have left.

Is there any water?

One's supposed to be yours?

-What am I supposed to do with it?

He likes you.

Who?

Elias.

-Elias is going to like a lot less of me.

He's gonna wish he never heard my name.

Good.

Then you won't mind.

My guess is they don't feed you.

Give me that rabbit!

This is probably easier.

That how they punish people who are already in solitary?

Huh?

No food?

I suppose I ask for another potato from now on.

No!

-Because they don't know you're here.

If it's one potato a day, both of us won't last.

I've survived a year.

Elias he brought you that.

Why?

I mean he's cunning.

Brilliant actually.

If he wasn't a psychopath.

He wants to control you.

You've gotta show him that it doesn't mean anything.

Give me the rabbit and I'll tell you how to survive in here.

What's this?

-- It's in the ceiling.

See, they're all held up by the weight

of each one pressing against the other.

There.

Now we need seven of them.

-And the ceiling collapses and then we're killed.

Good plan.

No.

A controlled collapse.

One at a time.

You can help me.

Yeah.

I'm busy.

You're busy huh?

Do you know why no one escapes from here?

Huh?

Last year when the rains came this entire prison flooded.

Every cell, every man, waist deep in water.

No sleep.

No food.

And snakes.

And .

See they're smart.

Somehow they know, they know to wait until the men are week.

You're lying.

Yeah.

I stay up here on this beam and I

watch the water get higher and higher.

See it comes in under that wall first.

It starts a couple inches, then a foot.

Then three feet and four feet.

It keeps getting higher.

And higher.

And the rain keeps coming day after day.

Almost like God is still rehearsing that ark thing.

Then they stop feeding us.

And you can hear the cries of the men asking for food.

Then there's the quiet.

And the snakes, they gorge.

I saw it.

I saw the constrictors--

Stop it!

-In the future why don't you try to draw the least amount

of attention to this cell, do you understand me?

See I was lucky to find food.

I was lucky to have this cell to hide in.

I was lucky enough to find this.

Seven stones.

And the whole ceiling comes down.

-So your escape is to tear this place down?

I want this place to die!

-All the men that have been killed year after year.

-Destroying the one cell isn't going to tear this prison down.

OK.

So maybe it's a little symbolic OK?

My wife.

She always said I was a little grandiose.

But I'm getting out.

-You're not the only one with a plan.

I'd be a fool to trust you.

I could kill you.

Nice try.

But I'm already dead.

So did you ever hate someone?

So completely.

So fully.

That killing him would trigger as much remorse

as accidentally stepping on an ant?

Well you said accidentally.

Maybe I would have thought that you were hopeless.

And you realized?

You're no longer capable of remorse.

So you're just like him.

You act so tough.

-What did you do to get thrown in here?

I've become dangerous.

-And you said that you were here to kill someone?

Who?

I'm here to kill Elias.

Right.

No!

I'll get food for you.

Please don't kill him.

I'm tired of everything dying.

-Well then I suggest that you don't listen.

Or you could forget about Elias and help me.

I didn't come here to help you!

-I didn't come here to eat this rabbit.

What happened to I'm tired of everything dying?

-What do you have to get back to, huh?

By the time you get thrown in here you got nothing left.

That's not true.

See, I was a writer.

You can't take that away from me.

Yes they can.

See.

I wrote children's stories.

But the government, they thought it was subversive.

I refused to write their version of what

a children's story should be.

When politics go bad eventually we all become prisoners.

-Even authors of children's books.

Anyway you would have eventually gotten into trouble.

Everybody did.

So what did you do out there?

You don't look like a subversive.

You don't have the look.

Anything but.

Opposition to the political party.

No.

-You're going to have to help me out here.

School teacher.

I was a school teacher.

-So you saw these boys disappearing first hand.

Boys being turned into soldiers.

Being taught how to kill, and you just had to do something.

-You must have been watching me the whole time.

You don't know Elias.

He's smart.

That's how he survived in the shark tank.

The only thing these boys understand is power.

It's about who has it.

Who doesn't.

-Elias doesn't understand justice either.

He will.

I need to find my son.

-I lived in this aided community.

community.

Anyway, the whole time there was this boy.

This homeless kid.

Always .

He never bothered me.

When was this?

Things were bad.

Boys started showing up with guns.

I saw them kill.

My boy wouldn't kill.

Then I saw him.