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Fuck!

Fuck! Fuck!

Fuck! Fuck! Fuck!

Yeah. Hello? No, I'm here. It's just the phone...

Yes.

No, I won't.

Five minutes. Got it.

Idiot.

Just for one fucking time you cannot fuck up everything.

Um.

Hey, Mom, it's me.

Um, I'm sorry I haven't called since we, uh

found out, but I've just been so busy

with this new job.

I know it's no excuse, but, um...

I'm calling now, so that's a good thing.

Anyhow, I... I've been working on something

that I hope can help us with the situation.

I can't say much about it yet,

but keep your fingers crossed for me.

For us.

Well, I gotta go now.

Um.

Tell Sarah I love her more than anything.

I'll call back soon.

And, Mom...

I'm sorry I've been such a shit daughter lately.

Hi.

There was a protective casing,

but we had to get rid of it because it got damaged.

The package is extremely fragile.

You gotta be very careful with it.

Got it.

It is very important.

Okay. Got it.

Geez.

Idiot.

Yeah.

Um, hey, Mom. It's me.

I'm sorry I haven't called in a while.

It's just been so crazy.

It's no excuse though.

But I just wanted to make sure that you guys were okay.

Well, as okay as possible given the, um

circumstances.

Listen, um...

I've been working on something

to get the money for the procedure.

So keep your fingers crossed for me.

But don't tell Sarah yet because it's not for sure.

But I just wanted to let you know.

Anyhow, um...

I gotta go now.

Tell Sarah I love her

more than anything.

And I am sorry I've been MIA again.

I'll do better.

Yes, it's me.

Yes, at the spot.

Five minutes. Got it.

Will do.

What the actual fuck is going on here?

Oh, no, no, no, no, no.

Hello.

Um, at the spot.

Five minutes. Got it.

Goddammit!

Yes?

How's everything going?

Luis?

No, this is Frank.

Are you at the motel?

Yes. Um, Frank who?

You're not Isabella.

What?

No, this is me. I'm Isabella.

You have the box?

What?

Well?

Um...

Listen to me, you stupid cunt,

and listen to me very well.

I don't know who the fuck you are

or how you're doing this.

But I know one thing.

You are fucking dead.

What is wrong with you?

You're not supposed to call me on this number.

- Not tonight. - Who are we stealing from?

What?

Who are we fucking stealing from, Luis?

How fucking dare you talk to me like this?

It's Frank Trentino, isn't it?

You should just focus on your job.

The rest, you shouldn't worry about.

Are you fucking kidding me?

I think you're forgetting who you're talking to.

It doesn't fucking matter anymore.

We're all dead.

There's no need to panic.

Just stick with the plan and we will all be just fine.

I promise.

You won't do anything stupid, right?

Do you even know what we're stealing?

It doesn't matter, hun.

All that matters

is that you are getting a nice little paycheck for it.

I think it does matter.

What the fuck are you?

Now what?

We are live here at the building

of DynaCorp Technologies Incorporated downtown,

where there were reports of several gunmen wearing masks

entering the building with what seemed to be automatic

or semi-automatic machine guns,

and carried out an attack against employees.

It is suspected that

there are at least seven dead at the scene,

several others wounded.

At this point, we do not know

what the reason for the attack was,

or if it had anything to do

with terrorism or religious extremism.

We will give you more updates as the story develops.

Reporting live, I'm Amy Han...

Oh, no.

Wait.

Holy shit!

Fuck.

Coming.

Listen, man.

Just a scratch.

Pull yourself together.

Think.

Frank fucking knows.

He has to.

He knows things he shouldn't.

Ow.

He resets too?

He thinks that I'm making this loop happen.

Which means that he can't control it either.

Which means that

he's stuck too.

Is that right?

Fuck!

Shit!

Uh, just a minute.

Sorry.

He should have definitely gotten here by now.

Oh, no.

Hi.

Yes, I need an ambulance.

48 medic one.

We have a priority one trauma, female patient,

early twenties, late teens, gunshot wound.

Entrance in the shoulder, clear exit wound on the back.

The scene shows evidence of severe blood loss,

but her vitals are stable.

Blood pressure 119 over 75.

O2 stats are 89.

She's being at this time.

ETA about six minutes.

I was at the hospital?

How is that even possible?

This doesn't make any sense.

Yeah?

Hello? My name is Dr. Galvan.

Has anything strange been happening to you lately?

What?

Have you been experiencing

some strange deja vu type phenomenon?

Uh, God, yes.

Everything resets like it's fucking Groundhog Day.

And how long have you been conscious of the loop?

I don't know, really.

It reset like five, six times, something like that.

I see.

That's a very good thing that you remember the loops.

That means that you'll be increasingly aware of them

the more they happen.

Okay, I guess.

I don't think you understand.

My data here shows me that the loop reset

for over a hundred times already.

Over a hundred times?

Yes, it's actually extremely fortunate

that you ever became conscious of the loop in the first place.

Without the proper training,

it's straight up miracle.

You could have just reset forever and not even know it.

Holy shit.

Holy shit is right.

You have the box right there with you, I presume.

Yes.

But how do you... how do you know all this stuff?

Like I mentioned, my name is Dr. Galvan.

I built a device with another gentleman named Dr. Farkish.

I put a tracker in the box.

Oh, so I should be expecting

a knock at the door any moment now?