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We'll head out on the road we came in on. Get in the van. We'll take you with us.

You can't go back that way. That's where they're headed. We trust them all of a sudden.

We need to go. Come with us. We have someplace safe.

All right, everyone load up. Stop. You can't get there by car. Follow my lead.

Michael. You heard it. Come on. We don't know where they're taking us.

It could be a trap. Did you see the look in the other guy's face? I don't think he would react like that if it was. Move. This way.

Hey, keep up. I'm trying. My foot. You can take my shoulder.

You hear that? That's how they were right. Move in. Got that alley there and I'm your right.

In the building. Move quickly. What the hell is he doing? Oh, hello. Why is it?

Come on.

Got him. There she goes. Keep going. Don't just keep coming.

It's good. I can't. I can't. I can't. I'll hit him.

Max, give me the gun. Are you there, man? He's mad. I help.

It's too late. Oh, shit. Stay back. Are you there for the reward? We can't.

Damn it. My God. I can't shoot him.

God, I'm sorry.

Get him to the door at the end of the alley. Go now.

You heard him. Go, go, go.

As he broke the battles, we ran into a small building that had already been boarded out.

To get inside, we went across wooden planks, bridging a three foot wide trench filled with broken glass and wooden spikes.

There was barbed wire surrounding the ridge of the roof line with a few video cameras stationed along the wall.

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