Everybody off!
Come on! Move it!
Gdansk. You know it?
My father used to take me there when I was a kid.
Not the prettiest city.
Beaten town, weathered architecture.
But for ten minutes a day when the sun is setting,
it's the most beautiful sight you've ever seen.
I'm going to take you there someday.
And you'll forget this.
It won't look the same.
No talking!
What are you looking at?
What are you doing out here?
It's me.
They're getting closer.
What is it?
Maryanne hasn't checked in.
She never came back from Holstedder's.