My good brother.
That's it? No suitcase?
Let's just get out of here.
Don't smoke in the car.
- Afternoon, Miss Graves. Welcome. - Hello.
- Hi. - Nice to see you.
- Shall I take your coat? - No, thanks. I'm not staying.
Brad, Dex, sorry I can't stay for Iunch.
I have a board meeting in Detroit. This won't take Iong.
Nothing for me. No, maybe I'II have a Diet Coke.
Make that Evian water, please.
I'II have San PeIIegrino water. No ice.
Here's the deaI. There's no deaI.
- My client balked. - What do you mean?
- She thinks her company's worth more. - She thinks or you think?
On second thought, that Iooks interesting.
- Just tell us what you want and don't say-- - Smoked chicken?
I've got to make a phone caII.
It's just us here. What are you Iooking for?
I'm Iooking for a worId of fair pIay...
...where corporate big guys don't always get their way.
Still beating up on your ex-husband?
You're gonna pay for that one.
Who's her husband?
Me and my big mouth.
Pookie!
Don't call me Pookie.
Sorry. I just meant to be affectionate. What's the matter?
Nothing. I'm just in a meeting and I don't have a lot of time.
Remember when you said you wanted to have sex with me in a weird place?
How about Detroit?
Too kinky. Anyway, they're installing my big screen on Sunday...
...and I have the MiIe High MaII presentation in Denver next week.
- What will I do by myself in Detroit? - Buy a Chevy. Prove you're American.
I don't Iove you, and I won't miss you.
Call me when you get there.
'Bye.
Mr. Sorenson and Mr. Diggs.
Go right in. Enjoy the party.
Thank you very much. It wiII be taken care of.
It's my pIeasure.
What happened, Boss?
Did they go for it? They're crazy not to.
What do these Colombians want? It's foolproof!
We got all the customs agents, the border guards. Everything's in place!
We've got a IittIe probIem. A cIoud over us.
The carteI's made an offer of $50 miIIion.
It wiII be on the tabIe for 30 days if we can make this IittIe probIem go away.
Jarmin. They know about Jarmin, right?
It's time to finish it.
We've got to find him and take him out.
Easier said than done.
We'II do it ourseIves this time. Make sure it gets done right.
Lovely day.
But we have a IittIe cIoud to bIow away.
Closing down, Billy Ray.
Nobody driving in this bad weather tonight.
Why don't you give up on that tank, come on over to the house for dinner?
It's no good you being aIone so much.
Been in town three months, you haven't made one friend.
At Ieast none that I've seen.
Why don't you wash up, come and meet the missus tonight?
Hear me?
I'm gonna turn down this radio.
You gone to sleep under there?
God! Help me, Marvin!
Help me! Pull me out! Get me out of here!
- Hold on! - Help me.
Get me out!
Goddamn it!
Get this off of me!
What am I gonna do with no Iegs?
Look at you!
Something wrong with your brain?
I'm sorry. I gotta do something to break up the monotony around here.
You're bored?
I'm bored as heII. Don't take it personaI.
I'm just a restIess guy. That's the kind of guy I am.
That's why I traveI around so much.
I get it from my daddy. He's a traveIing saIesman. SoId hairbrushes in Kentucky.
Thought you said your dad raised hogs in Tennessee.
He raised hogs and he sold hairbrushes.
You'II buIIshit at the drop of a hat.
You can't say you never pulled anybody's leg before.
I'II get it.
Thank you for that dinner invitation.
- May I heIp you, ma'am? - UnIeaded, pIease.
- Hey, is that WJB on the radio? - I have no idea.
Yep, that's what it is. That's a '60s station.
I Iisten to that one aII day.
You know what they say about the '60s, don't you?
If you can remember them, you wasn't there.
- Want me to check under the hood? - No. It's rented.
You come to Detroit and you rent a Beemer?
That's Iike going to Germany and eating Jimmy Dean sausages.
In Tennessee, where I was born, I never saw cars Iike this.
I was 22 before I knew foreigners made cars.
Are you from Tennessee?
- Yes, ma'am, I'm a Southern boy. - What's your name?
Billy Ray.
Named after both the scoundrels my mama thought might have been my daddy.
Is that cash or card, ma'am?
Rick?
Beg your pardon?
- Will MasterCard do? - Just fine.
- You remind me of someone a Iot. - I do?
Yeah, a boy. A man.
Named Rick Jarmin. His plane went down in Mexico.
Fifteen years ago.
- I never went to Mexico, but-- - You Iaugh Iike him.
- I didn't mean to. - You Iook Iike him.
I don't know what to teII you. Want to sign that?
You have a nice day.
- Billy Ray? - Ma'am?
Do you have a tattoo?
Tattoo? No.
Your upper right arm. A dove.
I don't have a tattoo.
I'm not Ieaving tiII you show me.
I hope nobody's Iooking. There. Satisfied?
Right arm.
I got some shrapneI in Vietnam. It's down my side. Want to see it?
I'm sorry. My friend wouId have never been in that war.
Meaning what?
He was very much against killing.
I'd like to help you, sir, but Officer Baird is retired.
That's not possible! He wouldn't retire without telling me.
He's been handling my case for the last 15 years.
Give me your current name and ID, and I'II connect you with your new case officer.
With all due respect, I don't know who the hell you are.
If I give you my name and number, you'II know everything.
- Hold, please. - No, hang on. Damn it! Hello?
Excuse me.
That call you've been waiting for? He's on the line.
He won't give me his current name or location. He wants Lou Baird.
Rick? How you doing?
This is Joe Weyburn. Remember me? I set you up at that photo Iab in CIeveIand.
Was it 1978? No, 1979.
I don't remember you.
You know us FBI guys aII Iook aIike.
You are one rolling stone, aren't you? Where are you now, Rick?
Where's Lou? He would have told me he was retiring.
- Why didn't he do that? - To tell you the truth, he lost you.
- He Iost me? - Yeah.
That's why we put him out to pasture, why I'm on the case.
Where is he? Where did he retire to?
Where did he retire to?
He once gave me a number. His sister's place in St. Louis.
He used to go there on vacations. Is that where he is? Am I getting warm?
He's out of the picture.
Are you in some kind of trouble?
Not at all. Where's Sorenson?
Still safely in jail as far as I know.
Nothing to worry about. He's never getting out!
His partner?
- Diggs? - Yeah.
Unless he's made another pass at you...
...he's probably got his drug money living the good life in South America.
- We have no idea where he is. - That's a relief.
So what is it...
...relocation time?
I guess. Where can you put me?
Where are you now? And what name are you using?
Come on, I'm just trying to do my job.
Bowers, Billy Ray. I live above Marvin's Motown Motors.
1840 Canoga Street, Detroit. Did you get that? I'm not repeating it.
Somebody recognized me. I want to get out before they come back.
Right.
Two days.
Two days?
Hang on and we'II have somebody come in and get you.
Okay, I'II be hanging.
The drop in foreign sales...
...reflects both the negative effect of the strengthening dollar...
...and an upsurge in competitive production in Europe and Asia.
Add this to the recent surcharge imposed by the EEC nations...
...it's clear that to preserve the profit our shareholders expect...
...we have to make cuts to our production costs.
While it is true our rising costs...
...will be defrayed by the acquisition of Coleman Shipping, we should be clear...
You're freaking me out!
AII those opposed?
If Miss Graves wiII respond?
- Miss Graves! - Yes.
No.
You are abstaining from the finaI vote?
Yes. No, I am not.
I see.
She says to me, ''Marvin, you're not getting any younger.
''Think about that young man working for you, and offer him a partnership.''
- We don't have no sons. - You ain't known me but three months.
How do you know you can trust me to stick around or not steaI from you?
I got my eyes on you.
The hand is quicker than the eye.
I'm going upstairs and get some sIeep.
See you in the morning. Think about that partnership.
- I'II see you in the morning. - That mean it's a deaI?
I sure wiII think about it.
Good night.
Pumps are closed.
She won't be humming again till 6:30 a.m.
You Billy Ray Bowers?
Y'all from Weyburn's office?
Y'all got an interesting accent.
Shit.
You always were an actor, weren't you, Rick?
- You pretended to be my friend. - I never did.
- Then you turned on me. - I never agreed to heIp you kiII.
Still a do-gooder? My friend, Mr. Diggs, is worried about that.
I've served my time, thanks to you, but he's stiII under indictment.
Seeing as you're the only living witness that can put him behind bars--
What's he got on you? You still his flunky?
Are you some hero? Hiding in a grease pit for 15 years?
I don't think they'II put up any monuments for you.
Any Iast words?
What's going on?
Get out of here! Run for your damn Iife!
Watch out!
Help!
- Let me in! - Rick, is that you?
Yeah, it's me! Let me in!
- How do I know it's you? - It's me, Muffy. Open the damn door!
- What the hell are you doing here? - Me? What the hell are you doing here?
Being shot in the butt.
- She saw you. - I saw her, too.
I appreciate this. I'II have to borrow your phone if it's okay.
Ice. I need pIenty of ice.
I'II get the ice. You go to the room. It's the presidentiaI suite.
- Okay if I use your phone? - I'II be there in a minute.
- Miss Graves? - Mr. Takawaki!
Do IittIe party?
Yes. A party for girls.
Maybe next time?
Maybe.
I don't care if they've Ieft for the day.
I've got to get through to them.
313...
...555-7000.
Yes. The presidentiaI suite.
Operator? God!
- Rick? - What?
Are you all right?
I've been shot in the butt. Can you beIieve it?
- Can I come in? - I'm naked. Can you handIe it?
I handIed it for a Iot of years. I guess I can handIe it now.
It's my Iower back and my butt. I think the peIIet passed through--
Vietnam?
Hell, no. I took the dove off with a sander.
I reaIIy am anxious to hear this story.
I need some bandages, antibiotic and some antiseptic.
Get shot often?
Only twice before.
Could you please help me? Could you look at my butt?
You Ieave me at the aItar.
That was my state of mind at the time.
You went off with Jamie to seek your fortune...
...and you were coming back to marry me.
Am I remembering this correctIy? If not, correct me.
You get Iost in your pIane. Reported missing, presumed dead.
I attend your memoriaI service, and cried the tears of a grieving widow.
I vow I'II never get over you. In fact, I never do.
I stiII carry your damn pictures in my waIIet!
UntiI one day, I puII into a gas station...
...and you're alive with people chasing you and you ask me to look at your butt?
That's kind of neat. Rick's alive and he's shot in the butt.
Guess who's alive and shot in the butt? Rick! I'm looking at his butt now!
You Iying...
...gutless...
...son of a...
...yellow snodbugger, toad, bellybutton...
I can't think of enough awfuI things to say about you, you bastard!
I guess that's a no on examining my butt.
- I'II get it. It's probabIy for me. - You can't answer my phone.
Hello?
Yes. Fine. Taking a shower.
I'm coming home tomorrow.
Okay. 'Bye.
Same guy?
- What guy? - Harper. Jeremy III.
Rich boy, redneck asshole. The one you married.
- You remember him? - You know I got married?
Yeah. Four months after I disappeared.
That's pretty quick work for a grieving widow.
Where were you?
- You could have waited to find out. - I was lonely.
You were IoneIy so you married the joke of the campus!
Jerry the Napalm King. How could you do that?
We had it wrong. His family made laundry detergent.
- Cornwall Chemicals? - No. Kitchen cleanser.
Don't kid yourself. They were getting rich off the war.
The war? Was that it? You were dodging the draft?
Or were you too gutless to tell me you didn't want to marry me?
Are you all right?
Yeah. I just feeI a IittIe woozy.
- I better caII the doctor. - No doctors.
Four Seasons Hotel.
Is this the front desk? Is there a pharmacy?
Yes, certainly.
Please send up gauze pads, tape and hydrogen peroxide.
- Right away, Miss Graves. - Thank you.
AII right. What's going on?
Was that a holdup or is someone chasing you?
Got any kids?
It's just you've got that ''Mom'' tone.
I'm a Iawyer. I have that Iawyer tone.
I can heIp you.
Will you talk to me?
Tomorrow.
I'II taIk to you tomorrow.
Good Lord.
Rick Jarmin's alive.
- How's it going? - Any idea who did this?
Maybe. I got a phone tip from an eyewitness, said there was shooting...
...and a blue Beemer racing away with a man and woman in it.
- We'II see what happens. - Sarge, better take a Iook at this.
See you Iater.
Here.
Thanks a Iot.
I have a right to be rude. I Ieft a message for him.
I waited for it and...
He picked it up. What time was that?
I want to go above his head.
Try it by name. Try Bowers.
- Billy Ray Bowers. - No one by that name on our list.
- No record of a Billy Ray Bowers? - No, sir.
- Try Jean-Pierre Fouret. - No, sir.
- Turnbull, Jodie. - No.
- Carlson, Matthew. - No, sir.
Try Jarmin, Richard.
Rick Jarmin. See if anybody by that name exists.
I'm sorry, sir. Have a nice day.
Something's gone wrong.
I don't seem to exist anymore.
Expecting someone?
I have a standing order for breakfast at 7:00 a.m.
- What time is it? - 6:48.
You got a gun? Of course you don't have a gun.
- You got any kind of weapon? - No. It's my breakfast.
Marianne, get dressed. Get dressed fast, please.
Yeah, we can make it.
What do you mean ''we''? I'm not going out there!
Four attempts have been made on my Iife.
If you open that door, you couId end up dead.
Listen to me. We are at the top of a veritable fortress.
Yes! Presidents, oiI sheiks stay here.
Friends of Lee Iacocca stay here. George Harrison stays here.
Yes! Because it has the best security money can buy. Don't be paranoid.
I hate to be an oId woman, but paranoid keeps me aIive.
This guy comes every morning. Trust me.
- Got your breakfast, Miss Graves. - What did you order?
- I ordered...
...grapefruit, croissant...
And what?
Prunes.
Ask him what he's got.
- Go on, ask him. Bet he can't tell you. - What's for breakfast?
Some kind of breads and fruits.
I'II be right there. Rick, puII up a chair, sit down.
I'II share my prunes and then you can teII me aII about this.
Don't take the chain off the door.
Rattle it like you'll take it off. Make him think you'll take it off.
You mean Iike this? Is that good?
Yeah. It's funny to you.
Oh, God!
- Get the mace! - You get it!
The mace! The mace!
Hurry up!
- Come on! Upstairs! - Wait a minute! Get my purse.
- Hurry up! - I can't do this, Rick.
What are you talking about? This is what Lee lacocca does.
I'm very scared, Rick.
Since when did you start wearing underpants?
Do I get to know what's going on or do I get kiIIed for oId time's sake?
Follow me.
- I've got to know what's going on. - So do I.
I'm supposedIy being protected by the federaI government...
...but I think they're trying to do me in.
- Who are those men? - Ex drug-enforcement agents.
I sent one to jaiI and couId send the other. They want me and whoever's with me.
- Why? - I testified against them. That's why.
- About what? - It's a Iong story.
This is not a good time to talk about this.
Help!
My God!
Is that the VIP entrance?
Good morning. How are we doing today?
I'm so hungry! We got to get out of this room.
- It's too dangerous to go to the room. - I've gotta change my cIothes.
No! We'II buy some, okay?
If this isn't a dream, I'm in deep shit.
- You owe me an explanation. - Get me out, I'll tell you everything.
No. Don't tell me.
No keys.
Gotcha!
- I ought to weenie-whip you! - Get that weenie out of my face!
Let's get outta here.
- How you doing over there? - Great.
Tell me the story.
Remember when Jamie and I got everybody to chip in...
...so we could go south and score some real Acapulco gold?
I remember you borrowed his father's pIane so you couId fIy to MexicaIi.
That's the Iast I ever heard from you.
It seemed simpIe. FIy south, pick up a coupIe of keys.
But no, we were really impressed with ourselves.
We started drinking, shooting off at the mouth...
...and before we knew it there was this guy called Sorenson involved.
- Things just got a whole lot bigger. - What a dumb-ass thing to do.
- You always did love being a big shot. - You don't understand.
I understand. You were being a coupIe of jerks Iike aIways.
Anything for a kick. Anything to thumb your nose at authority.
Your gold card.
Where do you get off with that attitude? ''Rick Jarmin, asshole.''
- Whatever happened to you? - I got smart.
Is that what you caII being corrupted? ''Smart?''
- You know nothing about me. - I got your number, baby.
We got a blue Beemer.
You're totally unchanged. I've never met anybody more holier-than-thou.
Tell me something honestly. Do you ever donate anything to the poor?
Or do you and Jerry the Napalm King hoard your millions?
- Laundry detergent! - Yeah, we had it wrong.
Yes. We're very rich and we hoard our millions.
Occasionally we invite a poor person in for Thanksgiving.
Feed him nothing. We eat turkey in front of him and watch him starve.
- Can I drop you somewhere? - Yeah. Wisconsin.
- Wisconsin? - Yeah. Racine, Wisconsin.
I've got to find Lou Baird. He's the one I can trust to get me back into hiding.
- What's he doing in Wisconsin? - He's not. He's in St. Louis.
I'm with Rick Jarmin again. The hand is quicker than the eye.
My address book is in Wisconsin.
His sister is there, and I think that's where he retired.
I don't think you're in any witness- reIocation program.
You're some two-bit criminaI being chased by the poIice.
- You don't mean that. - Or you can't pay your gambling debts.
- You dressed it up with this FBI crap. - Wisconsin is onIy six hours away.
- I have a Iife. - But are you happy?
- I'm expected home. - Hands on the dashboard. Don't move.
- Get that gun out of my face. - You have the right to an attorney.
I am an attorney, damn it!
- Are you Billy Ray Bowers? - What's he charged with?
You're both charged with the killing of Marvin Marsent.
You were identified at the scene of the crime.
Rick, tell them.
- What? - About the witness relocation program.
- You'II have time to teII us in jaiI. - Put both hands behind your head.
Drive!
Get in the car!
Shut up and steer the damn thing!
- Did you kill the guy? - No, I loved him. They killed him.
Then you can plead innocent!
I never wiII. They'II kiII me before I get a chance. The same goes for you.
Get your foot off!
Shit! Oh, God!
You're gonna break my Iegs!
Stop squealing!
Watch where you're going. Go north as soon as you can.
Get your face off my gas!
Shit!
This can't be good for you.
- What are you doing? - I'm taking your pIace. Move over.
This is a rented car. We can get in trouble if you drive it.
- You're worried about Hertz? Move! - Give me my wheeI!
You'II get us both kiIIed.
Move over!
Jesus!
- I think we Iost them. - Where are we?
They're not there anymore.
- We're in the railway tunnel. - Where the hell are we?
Shit!
Back up!
I don't know. Stuck.
Goddamn!
What are you doing? You almost got us killed!
I did you a favor.
Are you having fun or something?
I can't beIieve when you puIIed...
You were great back there.
I was so scared!
You'II Iove it in Racine. It's a happening town.
The car was rented by Marianne Graves, a lawyer from New York.
How she got involved, I don't know, but I don't like it.
Call it kidnapping.
He'II kiII her the same way he kiIIed his boss at the gas station.
I don't like all this killing. Erasing a witness--
You're not trying to back out on us, are you?
Not a good idea, Joe.
Please don't smoke.
We would hate to inform authorities that 20 years ago you were responsible...
...for selling confiscated narcotics out of the back door of the police warehouse.
Yeah, Joe. Especially now that you've got yourself such a big career.
Relax.
I'm doing everything I can. I've used the kidnapping to bring the FBI in.
We're plugged into the woman's phone lines, credit cards, bank account.
Auto club. They're bound to surface.
When they do, Jarmin will either be shot or wind up in prison. Then he's yours.
We're Iooking forward to that, Joe.
What a pro.
Hundreds! That's all you carry.
Where are we now?
Shortcut.
What's the matter?
Nothing.
I never toId you, Jamie's dead.
God!
He was killed by Sorenson and Diggs.
They were two drug enforcement agents, corrupt ones.
They busted Jamie and me for the nickel bags we bought...
...and told us we'd rot injail if we didn't do exactly what they said.
One minute we were kids...
...and the next we were trapped in the middle of a major drug deal.
They needed our plane.
They made us fly under the radar to an unmarked airstrip on the US side...
...and that's where all hell broke loose.
Diggs and Sorenson must've been under government surveillance...
...'cause there were a lot of cops waiting for us when we landed.
Sorenson came out shooting. He killed one of the border patrol guys.
He wounded another one.
Diggs, however, got away.
Me and Jamie figured we could bring Sorenson down...
...before he killed anybody else.
We were wrong. Jamie got it point blank in the chest.
I spent three months in a Mexicali jail...
...before the FBI finally offered me immunity...
...for testifying against Diggs and Sorenson.
That's when I joined the Witness ReIocation Program.
It's been fun ever since.
Why didn't you call me?
I didn't want to get you invoIved.
You were about to march up to the altar anyway, so I let it lie.
This is it?
I think this is it. It's aII changed around.
Yeah, this is it. It better be here or I'm in deep shit.
I'm going to Iook for a bathroom.
Have any change so I can get to the VA hospitaI?
Hold up.
- Be right with you, paI. - What do you need?
- What've you got? - What are you doing?
That's all you've got.
Here, brother.
- Have three squares on me. - This all you've got?
- How dare you do a thing Iike that! - The guy's hungry.
That's for me to decide! That's my money!
- You've got plenty. What's the problem? - I worked hard for it, damn it!
You couldn't carry something smaller? Why do you carry hundreds? Status?
No! Emergency.
- This was an emergency. - But it wasn't my emergency.
It's that attitude that keeps haIf the peopIe in this worId starving.
I don't see you feeding the poor!
What did you just see?
You're such a jackass!
Am I?
Mattie?
Mattie Carlson? My God!
- Mattie? - I've got to taIk to you.
When I Ieft my job here, I owed this guy a Iot of money.
Hi.
You won't believe who's here! It's Mad Mattie Carlson!
- Can you wait in the car? Could get ugly. - Don't tell me.
I must taIk to you.
You were a hairdresser?
You don't get a Iot of choice in the reIocation game.
I can't beIieve it!
Raun is gonna shit! He's gonna die! I can't beIieve it!
Can't say hi to an old friend? Cat got your tongue?
Say something!
Hi, Scotty.
Hiya, babe.
I can't beIieve you came back!
- How are you? - Great.
I Iike the--
That? It's just dirty. I had to tie it up.
- Gorgeous. - Who's this?
This is my sister.
Hi. Come on. Let's go see Raun.
- He's dying to see you! - I'II bet he is.
Your brother is a genius! Michelangelo of hair. I'm not exaggerating!
We Iost haIf our cIienteIe when he Ieft.
He Ieft on his Iunch break. Can you beIieve it?
Bread and butter!
- Silly girl. - He always does my hair.
Are you coming back? You'II have to pay Raun what you owe him.
- Raun, Iook who's back. - Hi, Raun.
Hello, Matthew.
I'II bet you're surprised to see me.
You've Iost weight. Your hair! You Iook 10 years younger!
Cut the crap. You've been a bad boy.
I know. Mea culpa.
And sic semper tyrannis.
You're so right. But I've come to pay you back what I owe you.
Will wonders never cease?
- You still have my things, my address-- - Show me cash, I'll show you the book.
Could you hang on a minute?
- This is funny to you? - Yes.
I need $2,000 cash.
Isn't it nice one of us became a materiaIistic being?
- Can you help me, please? - What's in it for me?
If I get the book, I can get to Lou Baird and pay you back quicker.
If I don't get the book, you might be stuck with me.
How's that?
Who do I make the check out to?
I'm supposed to beIieve your check is good? I want cash!
- The bank's over there. - I'II get the book?
We'II discuss it when I see cash. And then I'II want an apoIogy.
Then you can do my hair.
- Why mess with perfection? - Rick, it's only fair!
- Who is this? - His sister.
- She called him Rick. - I called him sick.
He is sick!
Cash. Apology. Hair.
In that order. I'II be waiting.
Driver's Iicense and three IDs.
Credit cards do?
Break.
Where'd he go?
- Stall them. - I'm not stalling them.
Sir?
- What's going on? Can you step on it? - Certainly.
Right.
Take what you want.
- What are you doing? - I'm going as fast as I can.
- Here. - You've got the wrong idea.
Freeze!
Don't move!
Put your arms up.
Down on the floor!
- My credit cards! - Forget about the credit cards!
Just Iet me get my goId card. PIease? Just Iet me--
Stay down or the girI gets it!
- My purse! - Come here!
- What's going on? - Step across the street, please.
Sure.
I'm not going with you!
You've got no choice. They're after you, too, and it's not just the cops.
What am I supposed to do? Spend my Iife running Iike you?
Well, it's up to you.
We're dead if they catch us. Now hop aboard or say good-bye.
Come on.
So Iong, tough guy.
So Iong.
What are you doing?
This is the car. Lieberman?
Cover the rear. Take McCurrin with you.
Check out everything.
Yes, sir, I got it.
- Cover all the stores. - Right.
- Get this towed out of here. - Yes, sir.
Cover all the stores.
What the hell am I doing?
Hop on!
- What are you doing here? - I missed you.
- You okay? - Why are we going back?
I forgot something.
Raun wants to play!
- What is this? Butch on wheels? - Here's your cash. Give me the book.
It's more than you need. Give me the book!
Take me with you!
- This town needs you. - Cut the crap. Let's get out of here.
That ought to be enough to cover the damages.
What damages?
Shit.
Hang on.
Look out!
I have the suspect in sight and I am in pursuit.
Hang on.
Get out of the way!
I'm following suspect. I am in pursuit.
Watch out!
I almost have them. I am in pursuit.
What are you doing with your face in my sidewalk?
I am no longer in pursuit.
- Can you step on it? I'm in a hurry. - I'm going as quickly as I can!
Everybody freeze! Nobody move! Don't move. Put your hands up.
On the floor now!
Looks Iike she's there of her own free wiII. Look at this part.
Will you come here?
She tried to go back for the money when her boyfriend wanted out.
He's not her boyfriend. Can we get that straight? I am her boyfriend.
She's not a kidnap victim, so the FBI is out of it. It's up to IocaI authorities.
Hi, Joe. This is PauI Bernhardt. Joe Weyburn. He works here.
Any theories as to how to head them off?
He obviously used to work at this mall.
Maybe going back to a place of employment is a pattern.
Without a record of previous employment, we can only wait and see.
Keep on it.
Mr. Bernhardt.
''Matthew Carlson, Raun's of Racine.''
''Jodie Turnbull, Muncie Farms.''
Yeah!
Tell him Rick Jarmin needs to speak to him.
I need to. It's urgent, okay?
Jarmin. J-A-R-M-I-N.
Not till when?
6:00 p.m.? On the dot, ma'am.
Okay, thanks for--
Yeah. He'II remember me.
Believe me, he'll remember me. Thanks again.
'Bye, ma'am.
Hallelujah!
He's there. Not till 6:00, but he's there.
He had to go to the doctor. Demon out!
He's got a job in the zoo. He got me a job there once.
Did I teII you about when I worked at the zoo--
I don't wish to hear about the zoo. I wish to get out of these bushes.
I'm wearing cashmere in 100° heat. I don't feeI Iike waiting tiII 6:00.
- Well-- - Yeah?
I know somepIace we can go. It's on the way.
If you don't mind riding for a coupIe hours.
- Think you can do that? - Yeah.
- What are you saying? - Nothing.
Either say it or don't say it, all right?
Rise and shine.
- I need a night's sIeep. - Ace!
Come here.
You son of a bitch. You're still alive.
Hopefully she'll get better when she's had the operation.
Jodie?
Rach. How are ya?
- I never thought I'd see you again. - I guess you're surprised to see me.
- You Iook great. - TaIk about dropping out of the bIue.
This guy built half this place and disappeared.
I'm sorry, this is Marianne Graves.
- This is Dr. RacheI Varney. - HeIIo.
- You used to work here? - Yeah.
I was a carpenter and a generaI--
Pilot, designer, everything. And then just one day, gone.
I'm sorry about that. I had to Ieave in a hurry.
A man was Iooking for you after you Ieft.
He's still looking for me.
- What happened? - Shot me in the butt.
Quite a game of tag you two play. Let me see.
It's just a IittIe buckshot. It went straight through.
Not if it's bleeding. Let me take a look. Take your pants down.
Not out here.
What are you, shy? I've seen it before.
I'm sorry. Are you his wife?
Are you kidding? No way.
You two just go ahead and whatever. I'II caII a cab.
That's not a good idea. She's insane with fatigue.
She needs something to eat, a bed and a bath.
I'm sorry.
You can use the guest house to wash up and sleep.
- Jodie, can you stay the night? - I don't know.
Go ahead, Rick. Be a sport.
- She always calls me Rick. - I won't get in your way.
- It's not Iike that, reaIIy. - Yes, it is.
- It was. - It was.
He picked me up, put me back on my feet. Showed me how to do everything.
- I bet he did. - You shouId see the barn.
It aII worked. Every singIe idea you had worked.
- The big animaI practice is back there. - Takes one to know one.
- The horse sling's wonderful. Want to see? - Yeah. Let's go.
- You never saw anything work. - I never knew it wouId.
- It did. - Marianne, come on.
I'm sure she doesn't want to bother. She's exhausted.
I'd Iike to see that horse sIing.
''Heigh-ho, Silver!'' Look at that.
Isn't that wiId? They thought it was nuts when I showed them the pIans.
I thought it was nuts when I did them.
Come see this.
- It works great. - It works.
- Nice job. - I'm a genius.
We'II Iet the inventor use his tabIe. Drop 'em and hop up.
- Do you need her to Ieave? - I'II stay.
I've seen it before, too.
Great. You can assist.
Get the peroxide and sponges from the cabinets over there.
Come on. Take your pants off and get on the table.
- Come on. Don't be a baby. - Be gentle with me, okay?
I'II think about it.
I'II be gentIe.
That's cold.
The cows never seem to mind.
- Roll over. - Roll over.
Do I get a MiIkbone?
What did you have in mind?
Let's take a Iook.
- How is it? - Not bad, but it's not great. Clean it up.
- What's that? - I don't know.
Sulfuric acid.
What are you doin'?
I hate those things.
- You okay? - Fine.
- FeeI that? - FeeI what?
- There it is. - What?
Sponge.
- I think you need a IittIe fresh air. - No, I'm fine.
I'II send your cowboy right out.
Maybe just a whiff will help me.
She's tired, and she needs something to eat, too.
So, who is she?
- She's just an old friend. - Yeah, right.
- Really. An old friend. - Are you sure about that?
When you got a knife up my ass, I am.
How bad is it, this ''thing'' you're running from?
Pretty bad.
Think you'd ever beat it and want to come back here someday?
If I couId beat it, I'd go anywhere.
I'm asking because I'm engaged to be married.
''Flagellations.'' That's great.
I'd rethink it...
...if I thought you might come back this way someday.
You always were direct, Rachel.
- You're done. - Thanks.
How Iong have I got?
The wedding's on Sunday.
I'm a bad bet, you know.
Much happiness. Come here.
Excuse me for a minute.
You never hustled like that when I was angry.
Are you okay?
- Forget it. - Forget what?
I need a phone to get out of here so you two can Iive happiIy ever after.
It's not Iike that. She was--
In your arms and you were naked. I saw it.
- It's nothing. - And my name is Dumbo. Who cares?
What's it to you? Why should you care?
- You're happily married, yeah? - I'm not.
- You're not happy? - Not married.
- No? - It just didn't work out.
He was a prick. You're better off without him.
My heart can't take this again.
Remember the time I saw that fIying saucer?
We were smoking some pretty heavy stuff back then.
I think I see another one.
What's that?
Friends of yours?
- Go! I'II stay here. - Right.
Let's get out of here!
- 'Bye, Rach. Thanks a Iot. - I'II cover you.
Let's fly.
I'm gonna kiII you!
- Hurry up, Rick! - Ready for this?
Tie down your toupee.
- Can't this thing go any faster? - This is as fast as it goes!
Hang on!
Oh, my God!
I'm gonna throw up!
I'm not kidding!
- Are you crazy? What are you doing? - I gotta take his rotor out.
- What the hell? - What's he doing?
Slow down! He's cutting up the rotor!
We're goin' down!
If you've got a beIt, put it on.
And stick your head between your knees.
- What do I do now? - Kiss your ass good- bye.
We got no wheels and we're comin' down.
I don't want to die!
Are we dead?
No.
But we will be if we don't get out of here. This can't be good for you.
Help me.
Hang on.
Let's go. This thing still might blow up.
It's been five years. I haven't Iost my touch.
It's Iike riding a bicycIe. You never forget it.
I can't take this anymore.
I'm gonna go on the road and hitchhike.
I don't care if they catch us and we die.
I need food. I need a bath.
I need a bed.
I need a massage.
I need a manicure. I need to see my therapist.
I need a beer. Look at that.
It's the promised Iand.
We have no money and no credit cards.
I'II taIk to the guy in charge.
Give him this.
- Give him my watch. - Hold me down.
If they don't take that, seII my body.
I don't care.
I'II try and get there earIy afternoon tomorrow.
Thank you. 'Bye.
Right here. Hallway. See you in the morning.
Tomorrow at 7:30, before you know it.
- Thanks, Norman. - Good night.
Hiya, pooch.
- Marianne, are you in this one? - There's no Iock and no door handIe.
Watch the door. It faIIs of the hinges.
Why didn't you choose another one? The guy said, ''Take your pick.''
- The only one with a TV. - So there is. Civilization.
I wonder if we're on the news.
Shit!
There was nothing good on anyway.
I've just taken a shower.
I'm wearing a toweI.
I'm hanging up my cIothes.
This is interesting narration.
I'd appreciate your not watching me.
There's nothing else to watch.
Speaking of watches, I've stiII got yours.
I didn't give it to the guy. We'II need it tomorrow anyway.
We'II have to get a car or something.
Lou Baird said he wants to see me in person.
I was taIking to his sister. I tried to teII her the probIem.
But she said it wasn't a good idea to discuss it on the phone.
- Why? - I don't know.
- Was the phone tapped or something? - God.
I knew you'd say that. I hope not.
Don't go there. Call the police.
You know I can't do that.
Why are you so paranoid about the police? They can help you.
I'm haIf a day's drive away from Lou Baird's. I'm not going--
How do you know he's not part of the setup?
Because he isn't.
He's saved my hide too many times to want to kill me now.
Tomorrow morning, we'II find the nearest town...
...swap your watch for some old junker, and everything will be just fine.
I know what I'm doing. Have you got a toweI?
That's not a toweI.
- Who's gonna pay for this hoteI room? - They need a chambermaid.
- A chambermaid? - I'II heIp you.
It's onIy 12 units. It won't take us very Iong.
- Are you mumbling? What are you doing? - Good luck.
- I'm out of here in the morning. - I gave this guy my word.
I didn't, aII right? I'II caII my office in the morning...
...have them express maiI some money, pay the guy off.
I'II buy this goddamn pIace, if necessary, and I'm out of here.
- Calm down. What's eating you? - Calm down?
I just took a shower with a cockroach from heII. He's doing his hair now.
Not to mention that you've sold me into human bondage.
- You really are spoiled. - Yes, I am.
Then being a chambermaid might do you some good.
God!
- Stop that shit. - What shit?
That mumbling has always driven me crazy.
Did you ever wonder why we got together in the first place?
Do we ever agree on anything? Did your personality ever not annoy me?
- Sex. - Sex.
- I reaIIy don't remember. - You reaIIy don't?
I don't think you do either.
I think this is a cheap trick 'cause I'm getting into bed with you.
- I wouIdn't worry about me. - Anyway, I have a boyfriend.
A very wonderfuI boyfriend.
- Who's this boyfriend? - How'd I know you'd ask me that?
- Why shouldn't I? - You'll just belittle him.
- I wouId not. - You wiII. I know you.
Have it your way.
- Please stay above the covers. - Why?
My toweI is wet. I have to get out of it.
I guess so.
That's better.
Thank you.
Tell me about this boyfriend. What's he like in the sack?
Can he thrill the lake?
I'm not discussing sex with you tonight.
I haven't had a girIfriend in five years.
- Really? - Yeah.
Mr. Wiggly's been on bread and water for five long years.
- Is that the truth? - Yeah.
I didn't think it wouId be fair.
You cold?
Not really.
Feels familiar, doesn't it?
Thought you said you didn't remember.
I feeI kind of seIfish under here.
You are very selfish, and not just under there.
- Too bad you said that. - Why?
I was actuaIIy beginning to get turned on.
- Too bad for you. I wasn't. - You weren't?
- No. - Fine.
Stop that, will you? If you do that again--
You can't tell me what to do, okay? I can't help it.
What are you gonna do, add another felony to your list of crimes?
Go to sleep.
I can't. What's the name of this boyfriend? TeII me. I'II be nice.
You will? Okay. His name is Paul.
Sounds Iike a dipshit. Anyone named PauI is probabIy a spot weIder.
Shut up. Go to sleep.
- Is that true? - What?
About five years?
- Thought you didn't want to discuss it. - I don't.
- Then shut up. - Shut up?
Yeah, I'II shut up.
God.
Let me Iook at you.
I missed you.
God, I missed you.
Doesn't this feeI right?
I had that dream again.
Remember the dream I used to have after we made Iove?
The one about the Seven Dwarfs?
Remember the dream, we were in the middle of the ocean...
...and it was that really big sailboat?
- Yeah. - We were alone.
There was nobody around. It was just us.
- That's a nice dream. - Can't we do that?
Can't we find a way?
I've spent 15 years Iooking for it.
If I couId've found it, I'd have come and got you, married or not.
- Would you really? - Yeah.
But there's nothing we can do now.
We gotta get out of here.
I'm gonna see what kind of car I can get with that watch of yours.
There must be a way.
Yeah?
PauI? Marianne. No, I'm fine.
I'm reaIIy aII right.
I can't taIk. I'm fine. I just need you to heIp us.
I need you to caII someone. PIease.
Yes, damn it!
- I don't have enough time. - Marianne, your chariot awaits you.
- Just do it! I gotta go. - Where are you hiding?
Better pick it up, hot Iegs. We gotta go.
- Hi. - You found me.
Wait till you see what I got for you.
- Bring it on out here. - There's your watch.
- What a beauty. - You think so?
Fine piece of equipment. Look at this IittIe jeweI here.
I had to grind him down, but he finaIIy accepted my terms.
Hello. Extension 2200, please.
Hello?
Yes, Mr. Bernhardt. Of course I remember you.
They're headed where?
She wants federaI marshaIs and some members of the press there.
You did the right thing by calling me. I can take care of all that.
No, you wait by the phone.
We'II make sure she's safe. You don't have to worry.
You bet. Thank you.
AII right. End of the Iine.
Jesus, we're overheating. We're Iucky to get here at aII.
Hang on. Wait for me.
The Iights are on, so I guess there must be somebody in there.
Lou.
- It's me, Rick. - In a minute.
Stubborn old guy, isn't he?
You mind if we come in?
I'II see you at the front door.
- Lou. - Yes?
It's me, Rick Jarmin.
My Lord. So it is.
Jeez, Lou.
Come on in. Hi.
- This is Marianne Graves. - How do you do?
You scared the hell out of me. I thought you forgot who I was.
I damn near did.
I'd be in big troubIe then, 'cause I'm in a spot...
...and you're about the only guy in the world who can help me out.
Where do I start?
They finally let Sorenson out of the cage.
He and Diggs are after us, and they seem to know every move we're making.
I think somebody at the Bureau is doing us in.
I work at the zoo.
- I've got connections there. - You pIaced me there, remember?
It's just down the bIock.
I can find it every time, even in the dark.
Molly likes it that way.
Are you Monty?
I'm sorry. I didn't hear the beII.
Are you the young man who was calling?
I toId you I didn't think he'd remember.
That's why I thought you shouId come here.
Sometimes it helps if he sees a face.
Ma'am, do you know who that is?
Those are federaI marshaIs. I caIIed them. I thought this was a setup.
Even if it isn't a setup, you have to talk to them.
You can't keep running...
You're right about one thing. There's nowhere else to run.
- You have a basement here? - It's off the kitchen.
- Can you show it to me? - What have I done? I'm sorry.
It's designed as a bomb sheIter. No one can get in here.
Go and Iock yourseIves in. Don't come out tiII it's quiet.
- Where are you going, Rick? - I don't know, Lou.
How about the zoo? They got guns there.
- You know every inch of the way. - That's a good idea.
Zoo.
Hello?
Hurry up!
You got nothing to fear. Joe Weyburn.
- Aren't those guys gonna follow us? - Damn well better.
They've changed the code.
Not now!
- How did you...? - I can't beIieve I did that.
- Come on. - Wait.
You didn't see us, Bob, okay?
That's gotta be them.
Be carefuI.
Stationery.
Where is it? Where do they put these things?
- They used to have reaI guns here. - What's that?
That's a tranquilizer gun.
I'm sorry.
I'm sorry I did this to you. I caIIed them on you.
That's all right.
I shouId be apoIogizing to you.
It's probabIy for the best.
- Fifteen years is Iong enough. - Yeah, it is.
Lock the doors and stay in here no matter what you see.
Don't come out. Just stay in here.
If you see me do this, I want you to hit this button.
See what it does?
See those Iights there? It turns them on.
Just Iike that, okay?
Keep your head down.
Please live through this. I can't go to another one of your funerals.
You remember, you stay in here.
'Cause it's a zoo out there.
Which one did he say?
Rick? It's Joe Weyburn.
We don't mean you any harm. We just want to talk.
Welcome to the tropical rain forest.
We have assembled a collection of flora and fauna...
...indigenous to both the South American rain forest and the African Savannah.
There.
Shit!
Think I got him!
Gotta stop this thing somehow. Go get that girI!
Yeah!
Wake up! AII of ya! Get up!
Rise and shine! Get up!
Come on, fellas. Give me a hand.
Shut up! Get back.
Shut up!
Shit.
Excuse me.
Surprise!
Come on. Hands behind your head. Fingers clenched.
Now!
What is that shit? Get over there!
Spread them!
I got him! I got Jarmin!
What do you need him for? Why don't you--
No, buddy, this is his kill. Means a lot to him.
My head.
I got your Iady here.
Come out, or I'II throw her to the tigers.
You're wrong, Rick, if you think I won't do it!
Don't you even want to watch?
I'd hate for you to miss this.
Fifteen years!
Fifteen years I've waited for this!
It's me.
It's me. Take my hand.
Please!
I can't hoId on.
Yes, you can. Come on, honey. You can do it.
Just pull me towards you.
I'm sorry I can't get you out of this.
Me, too. Listen.
I'm free now. I couId marry you.
You Iiar. You wouIdn't marry me.
I couId if you'd just put a IittIe extra effort in.
A IittIe extra effort?
Instead of just watching the father of your chiIdren become tiger meat!
- Children? - Children.
Are you all right, honey?
Who are you?
Look at me.
Rick, Iook at me. I'm Marianne.
Remember we were gonna get married and have children?
I'm pIeased to meet you, Marianne.
You dirty rat! Don't even try to weaseI out of this one.
- I'II sue you for breach of promise! - I haven't got any money.
- What'II you get, my underpants? - I want your underpants.
I got something I want to show you.
Get up. Get your Iazy ass off.
You've heard that expression:
''Something old, something new, something borrowed and something...''
Very blue.
Mr. Wiggly is unfurled.
And if that's not a hint, what is?
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