Function Order: Si-Te-Fi-Ne

Meg is struggling to cope with her husband’s adultery and their divorce when she moves her daughter into a large apartment on the east side, with a full-blown panic room and more rooms than they need. She isn’t big on change, but is willing to embrace it for her daughter’s sake. Once men break into her house, forcing her and Sarah to take refuge in the panic room, Sarah thinks constructively and proactively about how to keep them safe. She struggles to learn and use the technology, and to keep ahead of their efforts to get into the room, since they want access to the floor safe, but it actually best equipped when forced out of the room and into survival mode elsewhere. She competently fends off the police, manages to find a cell phone, wires the in-house phone into the original land line, helps her battered husband rig up his chair and sticks a gun to his hand, and attacks Raoul with a large iron hammer. When Burnham floods gas into the panic room to scare them, Meg tapes up the ducts and then sets the gas on fire, causing an explosion in the outer room (but she first covers her daughter with a fireproof tarp and warns her “never to try this”). She isn’t quite sure what to do in a crisis at first, and needs her daughter to give her ideas—and then she assumes that because her husband has always been there for her, he’ll come this time. She is surprised when Sarah says, “You don’t know him the way I do… he’s changed.” She only becomes emotional when she thinks her daughter is about to slip into a diabetic coma, and begs Burnham to give her an insulin shot to save her life.

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Meg runs a tight ship, and doesn’t even want her daughter to drink too much soda on their first night in the apartment. She confesses that she feels bad that she didn’t cook or do something more special for them. She also instinctively reacts based off her gut—she is decisive and doesn’t over-think her decisions, from threatening people to get out of her house to using their own weapons against them, to taking risks to get her daughter’s insulin case and find her cell phone. She is so reluctant to use bad language, her daughter has to convince her to tell the intruders to “get the f*ck out of my house!” And even then, it doesn’t sound convincing. She tries to take good care of her daughter, and feels guilt that she wasn’t smarter in preparing for the possibility that they might need the panic room. She remains optimistic in the face of Sarah’s pessimism, convincing her that somehow it will turn out all right.