Two (Dos)

NETFLIX PRESENTS

Let me go!

Stay still. Stay still.

Where are my clothes?

I don't know.

Who are you?

Who the hell are you?

Don't move. Don't move.

Fuck, you're hurting me.

Don't move.

Let me go.

I think...

we're stuck together.

What?

Don't move!

- Don't touch me! - Stop screaming! Stop screaming!

Please...

it hurts me. My head hurts.

Who are you?

Let's sit up a bit.

I just want to know why we can't detach ourselves, huh?

What's that?

Surgical tape?

What?

I think we're...

stuck together.

Stuck together?

- How? - I don't know.

- With glue? - I don't know.

- Help! - We have to keep calm.

- Help! - Calm down. Calm down.

- Help! - Calm down. Stay still.

Stay still.

Stay still for a fucking moment!

Stay still!

Why did you do this to me?

I didn't do anything.

Who are you?

Who the fuck are you?

If we don't calm down, it will be much worse.

Okay?

We have to come unstuck.

No, I don't think we can.

Why not?

Stop, stop.

Stop! Stop!

Stop.

How did I get here?

Where are we?

Let's try it again, okay? Listen to me. We're going to try again, okay?

My head...

I'm dying of thirst.

Me too.

What's the last thing you remember?

I left my house...

I was supposed to meet my husband.

What about you?

Uh...

I had a date.

We must have been drugged.

How?

I don't know.

Rohypnol...

scopolamine, scoop.

Scoop?

Chemical submission.

It overrides your will, makes you a zombie.

And later, you don't remember anything.

How do you know all this?

In what world do you live?

These are drugs used by...

Who?

Rapists.

Calm down.

What, you raped me too?

I didn't do anything to you! I didn't do anything!

Let me go! Let me go!

That's a needle mark.

You sedated me.

- Get off. - Let me go.

We're stitched together.

We're stitched together.

- Why didn't you say anything? - To avoid this.

Calm down.

Calm down.

Calm down. I'm sure it's just skin to skin.

Just?

Yes. We can cut the thread, and it'll barely leave a scar.

Why have they done this to us?

Did they want a ransom?

They won't get much from me.

I'm cold.

Don't touch me.

I am only trying to warm you up.

Those two paintings are identical.

- It's like they're looking at us. - Where the fuck are we?

It could be a hotel room.

I don't think so.

What do we know?

Someone drugged us...

at some point.

And kept us sedated...

while they did this to us.

Then they brought us here.

Or they stitched us together here.

Calm down.

Breathe, breathe.

Breathe.

Leave me alone.

I'm just trying to calm you down, okay? Calm down.

Let me make one thing clear.

Until proven otherwise, you're my prime suspect.

- That's a little bit unfair, isn't it? - Unfair is what's happening to me.

What's happening to us!

How do I know that you aren't the mentally disturbed man who planned all this?

I don't need to drug women to get them into bed.

We don't know whether it's day or night.

They took everything from us.

Clothes...

watches...

our mobile phones.

At least they left you your earrings.

What?

What's up?

These aren't mine!

- Whose are they? - How would I know?

Disgusting.

God.

We're well and truly fucked.

Fuck, that's disgusting. Please...

There's a phone on the table.

We can call for help.

It won't work.

Why not?

Kidnappers don't leave phones.

Look...

could a boyfriend have done this?

A very angry one?

I'm married.

Like I said.

Look, leave me alone.

If you want, I'll just go.

I am not in the mood.

I'm laughing to stop myself from crying.

There has to be an explanation. Let's think.

Why would they want to do this to us?

Do we have any connection?

- Where do you live? - Close to the industrial zone.

Something tells me that's not your scene.

- I live in Augusta Park. - Yeah, thought so.

- Any siblings? - No.

I'm an only child. You?

- I'm an orphan. - I'm sorry.

Where do you work?

At the port.

I work in a clothes store.

Well, worked.

How old are you?

Thirty-eight.

And you?

Thirty-three.

I went to public school. I bet you went to a private one.

We obviously have nothing in common.

A remote control?

There are cameras.

We're being filmed.

Where?

I don't know.

We have to separate...

but I don't know how.

I heard a door slam shut.

Where the fuck are we?

Dogs.

Near a dog pound?

The phone.

We have to get up and call for help.

- It won't do any good. - We have to try at least.

Okay. We'll get up.

This is going to hurt.

What are you doing?

Not like that.

Let me do it.

First, we try to get to the edge of the bed.

Do as I say.

I'm going to slide over you, okay?

Now we sit up a little.

Come on.

And now, how do we stand up?

My name's David, by the way.

Sara.

- When I say "now", we stand up. - Okay.

One, two, now!

Hold tight!

I said hold tight, fuck!

I haven't got the strength, you idiot!

- Don't insult me! - Or what? You will hit me?

I'm sorry. It hurts.

We can't even walk.

Look, let's try again.

Okay?