Stalker

[rain pattering, thunder rumbling]

Cats and dogs out there.

Which reminds me, did you even feed the cat?

She tends to get real .

Yeah, I've got a load of new pages.

About six of them from Grant.

It's mostly dialogue.

No, it's not a problem.

I just wish he would give us a bit more of a heads-up.

Just... I'm lucky if I get much sleep tonight.

I'm just going to have a very long shower

and wash the day out of my hair.

Um, just hold on a sec. Sorry, one sec.

Hello?

Is anybody here?

No, sorry. I'm at the front desk.

I just want to see if any of my packages

have been delivered, but there's nobody here.

Um, just hold on.

Hello?

Little help, please?

Uh, sorry, what were you saying?

Yeah, how are the kids?

They all ready for the match tomorrow?

Do they miss me?

Oh, give them a big hug from me in the morning

and tell them that I said "Good luck"

and that I love them.

Oh, shit.

No, it's this fucking lift.

Um, I'll call you in the morning, okay?

Okay. I love you.

Bye.

[suspenseful music, clock ticking]

Which floor?

Sir?

Sir?

- Sorry, um... -Which floor?

14, please.

Sorry about that. Earlier.

About what?

Uh, about the whole, um, "which floor" thing.

Oh, it's all right.

Couldn't face taking all those stairs either, right?

No.

It's been a long day.

Hmm, tell me about it.

Jesus!

What is happening?

Shit, shit, shit, shit, shit, shit, shit, shit, shit, shit.

Do you want to give it a try?

Nothing?

No.

Great.

We are safe in here, right?

I have absolutely no idea.

What?

I-- I mean, I'm sure it's f-- fine.

It's probably just a...

blown fuse, or bad wiring or something.

Um, I-- I-- I mean, there-- there must be an alarm button

or something on this thing?

Right?

I mean-- I mean, there has to be an alarm,

otherwise what are people supposed to do

in these situations?

Oh, yes.

Shit.

Suggestions?

Not quite the hero we need right now, are you?

Sorry.

Uh, front desk.

It's-- it's okay. Um...

Come on, come on, come on.

Typical.

What about you? Do you have a phone?

You don't have a phone, not even in there?

Don't really have much need for one.

Jesus, how do you...

I don't know, live?

Um...

No signal. Fuck. Typical.

Why is it every time you get into an elevator

there's just nothing? Zero signal.

They line these things with lead

like a Goddamn fucking nuclear bunker.

Miss, are-- are-- are you okay?

Yeah, I'm fine.

Really? You-- you don't look fine.

Yeah, I just, um...

get sort of claustrophobic in small spaces, that's all.

It'll pass in a minute.

I just...

I need to find my bearings.

Sorry?

Maybe we should jump up and down,

it might get it moving.

O-- okay, sure.

Well, you need to jump as well.

Okay. Sorry, uh...

-Okay. - Okay.

Well, no, we ne...

we need to jump together at the same time.

- Right. -That's how-- how it works out.

- Sorry, sorry, okay-- -Okay, with me.

-Mm-hmm. -On three.

Okay?

One, two, three.

Shit.

Okay.

Well, I'm not feeling claustrophobic anymore.

Well done.

Maybe we don't do that again.

Any more suggestions?

An asthmatic and a claustrophobic, wow.

Now all we need is a xenophobe

and we've got the makes of a real party.

Shit.

Small spaces make me feel so nauseous.

How about you?

A lot of things make me feel nauseous.

Is a small space one of them?

I think it's...

probably the whole recirculated air thing.

Like, you know when you're-- you're on a plane

and the oxygen just doesn't feel as healthy?

Um, then again, they-- they have filters on planes.

Never been on a plane.

Yeah, well, you know, it's the whole

being trapped high up thing.

What scares you more, heights or...

falling from them?

Under present circumstances,

I think I'd rather not answer that.

I bet those stairs are starting to look

pretty good now, though, right?

- -Who are you calling?

The front desk.

No answer.

Never go three-star, I swear to God.

They're probably on a break.

Well, uh, let's try this.

And the signal's gone. Brilliant.

Does that sound closer or further away to you?

You've really never been on a plane?

That's cool. I guess.

I mean, flying's not for everyone.

Every time I fly, I think,

"Is today the day?

Is this going to be how I go?"

I try not to think about things like that.

Really?

I think about things like that all the time.

Those thoughts keep me up at night.

I try to keep a, um...

"A positive mental attitude."

Is that yoga or something?

Uh, no, it's called stretching.

-You do yoga? -No.

More of a Pilates guy?

-More of a pizza guy. -

You should try it.

It's, uh...

it's good in intense situations.

Keeps you balanced, clears the mind.

Sorry, I, uh, tend to ramble facts

when I'm nervous.

Facts about yoga, apparently.