- You should be getting some sleep. What are you doing? - I heard you wanted to talk to me.
Yeah, a couple of cops sitting on a stake-out in fourth precinct just got caught on a procedure.
Seems they got overanxious, blew their cover.
I don't want this to happen here. You pass it on.
- No funny stuff. - No funny stuff. Okay, got it. - Right. Right.
Okay, you got it. You got it. No funny stuff.
Excuse me! Bill, how are you?
- I'm okay. I'm okay. - What are you doing here?
Well, I just had, uh, a, uh, you know. No, no, no, what are you doing here?
- I heard you were supposed to be at work. - Well, I was, but they let me off early so I could see my brother.
- You know, they only have certain hours here, and-- - Hey, fiishman.
One day we dance again, okay?
- Are you in some kind of trouble? - No, no, no. He's just a funny friend. - Hey, Chris.
Listen, this is a really bad time to talk to me. Could I--
Could I call you up, give you a call? I gotta make a couple of calls.
And after I make those calls, we'll probably, you know, make-- call you after.
Come on. Come on.
- Great. - Hey, fellas. What do you got?
Uh, the usual. Logged fiive calls today.
One from Gail, some friend of hers that just had a fiight with her husband.
And one from her mother about a recipe for some sort of shrimp dish.
Oh, a recipe, huh? Good, good.
At least my wife will get something out of this.
- She over there now? - She been gone a couple of hours.
This recorder took a dump. You gotta pick up a new one.
- Come on, Winston. - Good night, gentlemen.
Good night.
Come on. Let's get the hell out of here.
Winston! Chris, you son of a bitch!
- Winston! - This is not funny!
- You are really something, you know that? You keep me young. - You like that?
- Yeah. - Listen, the recorder's totally shot, so I gotta go pick up a new one.
- All right. - Leave it to Phil and Jack, right? - How long will you be gone?
- About an hour. - Okay, I'll see you then.
Jesus, they're immature!
Come on.
- How much longer, man? - Finished. This carburettor sucks.
- It's as useful as a diet crouton. - Come on. Let's get out of here.
Think about it There must be higher love
Really no trick to this, you know.
You're just gonna call her up on the phone and tell her that you can't see her any more.
It's really as simple as that.
It's as simple as that. Not gonna ruin your career.
- Hello? - Hello.
It's, uh, uh, Bill.
- Hi, how are you? - I'm okay. Look, the reason I called--
Uh, there are some things that you and I have to get straight here.
- You know, I have very good taste. - Pardon me?
Yeah, I've got good taste in food, I've got good taste in music...
but most of all I've got great taste in men.
I'm not quite sure what we're talking about.
I'm talking about you. What you did for my brother Ray, what you did for me.
Oh, oh, that.
''Oh, that. '' What do you mean, ''Oh, that''? It was a very good thing, what you and your police friend did.
My brother's out offjail. He's got a new fjob.
My mother wants to marry you. My brother wants to marry you.
Yeah? What about you?
- Maria? - Yes?
Uh, wait. Uh, uh, wait a minute.
- Uh, could you hold on just a second? - Sure. - Thank you.
Don't be such a wuss!
Look, Maria, there are things about me that you don't know.
Well, there are things you don't know about me either. Isn't that why people go out?
Yeah, yeah, they do. But th-th-there are things about me that I--
- That I can't tell you. - Are you in some kind of trouble?
- Kind of. - With the law?
Uh, in a way. Look, your food is burning.
- Your-your-your food is, uh-- - Shit!
God!
- How'd you know her food was burning? - How'd you know my food was burning?
- Pardon me? - My food was burning. How did you know? You psychic or something?
No, no, I'm not psychic. I-- I heard the sizzling behind you.
Oh. You have pretty good ears. Yeah.
Look, Maria...
I just can't see you for a while.
You-- You don't want to see--
Look, this-- this really isn't a very good time right now.
I-I-I have to be at work in half an hour, so could you give me your number?
- I'll call you tomorrow. - My home number?
Yeah. You do have a phone, don't you?
Yeah. Yeah, what do you think?
Of course I got a phone, but I'm-- I'm hardly ever there.
- Then I'll call you at the office. - No, no, no, no, I'm hardly ever there.
All right, um, home is better. 555-5050.
Yeah. Okay, okay.
Okay, okay.
- Everything okay? - Okay.
- Hello? - Hi, it's Maria.
Hi.
What's wrong?
Did I wake you?
No, no, no, no, no. It's okay.
- Where are you? - I'm at home. Now, you listen to me, fella.
Just because you said you're having a little bit of trouble doesn't mean I'm gonna let you off the hook.
Holy shit!
- I can't talk now. -Are you all right?
- I have to call you back. - What is it? Is it the police?
Hello? Bill?
- Bill. - Bill.
Fifteen minutes early. Must be some kind of record.
So, everything okay? What's up?
- Got a phone call today. - Oh, yeah? New recipe?
Uh-uh. Guy named Bill.
Hey, let me see. Okay, I'll take this downtown, check it out.
Uh-uh. We will take this downtown.
Tried to disguise his voice, but I think it was Montgomery.
Nap time's over, boys. Better keep your eyes open tonight.
- Come on. - Bill? - Come on.
Good night, gentlemen.
Those bastards, man. I smell a rat. They are up to something.
I don't know what it is yet, but they're up to something.
I'm gonna fiind out, though.
You know what it is?
Yeah. Yeah, I have a pretty good idea what it is.
What? What? Tell me.
Son of a bitch!
Christ, I am gonna kill them!
-Just let me in for a minute. - She's not here. Tony! - Get out of the way.
- Cover me! Armed man going into her house! - What?
- Gail? Oh, Gail? - Tony, I haven't seen her in a long time.
Gail's here. Gail, where are you? Shut up, Maria. Every goddam time!
- Get your goddam hands off me, you son of a bitch! - It's not our guy.
- Get out of my house! - I never thought I'd hit a woman, but-- Ow!Jeez, ouch!
Oh, for crying out loud.
Every time something happens, we end up fucking it up, and she comes over here!
- Stop it! - Tell me where that-- Every time something goes wrong--
- I'm not gonna tell you again. She's not here. - Anybody home?
Gee, I, uh-- You left the door open.
- Bill! - Who the fuck are you?
I'm a friend of Maria's. I came over for dinner.
- What's up? - I'm looking for my wife.
- Where'd you leave her, pal? - She's here.
- He thinks he can barge right in here. - She ran out. She's hiding!
- Is she here? - No. That's what I've been trying to tell him.
I think maybe you made a mistake. What do you say, pal?
Go to hell!
Let's call the cops. I want him out of my house! I want you to call the cops.
Why don't I help you look for her? Huh? What do you say? Hey, Gail! Gail!
Oh, gee, I'm real sorry.
Just relax. Calm down. Now, there's a chair right behind you.
When I lift you up, you're gonna put your ass right down in that chair.
All right? One--
We're doing okay. We're doing just fiine.
Now, your knee is bad, huh? That's it.Just relax.
We'll get you some ice for the knee, and we'll get you some aspirin for your head, okay?
- Could we have some aspirin? And some ice. - Yeah.
We're doing okay. We're doing fiine.
Now, I don't think it would be a very good idea for you to talk to Gail right now, because...
you've been drinking, and you say pretty mean things when you've been drinking, right?
Thank you. Thanks a lot.
- What's your drink? - Little rye and Coke.
Rye and Coke? That used to be my drink.
Give me your hand. Yeah, I used to get these diamond splinter headaches right between my eyes.
Right there. It was murderous. You ever get those things?
- No. - No?
Well, I guess it must have been me, huh?
We're doing okay. We're doing fiine.
- How about some coffee? - Yeah, coffee's good.
Yeah, we'll have some coffee, we'll calm down, talk about Gail.
- Can we have some coffee please? - Sure.
- I'm impressed. - I was just in the neighbourhood.
I'm beginning to like this neighbourhood more and more.
I was a little worried after that phone call.
Yeah, yeah, well, I was kind of out of it...
but, uh, I guess this isn't the best time, eh?
Uh-uh. A date's a date.
Oh, look, Maria, I'm-- I'm really involved--
There's nothing to fear Baby, now that you're near me
I've never seen anything so clearly
- Oh, boy. - This night was made for one thing only
To come as close as we can come
This night was made for one thing only
It's such a change Someone nice like you
Oh, boy.
I'm in over my head here.
- Stay with me. - Maria--
You don't want me to break my phone, do you?
If I do, they'll send somebody else here.
We've gotta keep rising
And never let go
I won't ever let you say goodbye
Oh, Bill.
- Fuck Bill. - This night was made for one thing only
- To come as close as we can come - So let it begin
This night was made for one thing only
- Never let go - To come as close as we can come
- Where do we begin - Begin
- You could fjust hold me - Just hold me
- Where do we begin - Where do we begin
- You could fjust hold me - You could fjust hold me
Where do we begin
God!
I had a bad dream.
Oh, scary monsters.
Where'd they get you? Here?
Here.
Here?
- What time is it? - Seven thirty. What--
Jesus Christ!
What's wrong?
- It's morning. - Are you gonna be late for work?
- Uh-huh. - Could you call and tell them you'll be a little late, maybe?
- Mm-mm. Mm-mm. - No?
- Listen, uh, you think you could lend me a hat? - A hat?
Yeah, yeah, a hat. I got this really bad skin condition, and it's very dangerous for me to go out in the sun.
- Like a rash? - Yeah, yeah, like a rash.
- It's-- It's-- But it's worse. - Oh. Is this one of the things you don't want to tell me about?
No, no, no, no, it's nothing, really. It's nothing serious.
I'm not sure it's your colour.
Seems perfectly fiine.
- Much better. - Thank you.
Wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait.
I really got you thinking now, don't I?
Wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait.
- Could I borrow this? - It's yours.
What are you waving at, huh? Huh? Who you waving at?
Hey,Jack.Jack! This may be him. Get on that horn, eh?
- Oh, right. - Get on that horn.
Lynn,Jack Pismo, Speck Road stake-out.
We have a man running from the house.
Caucasian, about fiive-ten.
Jeans, jacket, pink hat, and he's heading south.
Caucasian, fiive-ten, jeans, jacket, pink hat?
Yeah, pink hat and a shawl. He's heading south.
- Excuse me. My fault. My fault. Sorry. - What are you doing?
No, no, back it up!
Asshole.
Get away from me! Get down!
Get away from me! Down!
Come on, come on! Get in!
Did we, uh, practise safe sex?
- Hello? - Hi, it's Maria.
- Hi. Hi. What's wrong? - Did I wake you?
No, no, no, no, no. It's okay.
- Where are you? - I'm at home. Now, you listen to me, fella.
Just because you said you're having a little bit of trouble doesn't mean I'm gonna let you off the hook.
Holy shit!
- I can't talk now. -Are you all right?
- I have to call you back. - What is it? Is it the police?
Hello? Bill?
We also have a videotape of a man leaving the Speck Road house.
Now, we don't know if it's the same man that's on the phone...
or if he has any relationship with Montgomery.
We're not taking any chances.
We also found this.
''Bill''? I mean, that's the last fuckin' straw. You break it--
Good night.
Hey, hey, hey, I'm serious, man. It ends right here.
Either you break it off, or you get your ass reassigned...
'cause I'm not goin' down with you!
I busted my ass to make detective before 30. I'm not gonna let you fuck that up!
You got that, Chris?
Yeah, I got that.
You used to be a hell of a cop, man.
Get your shit together.
Ah.
Uh-oh, bacon on the left. Bacon burgers on the left.
- Great. - God damn it!
All right. Get in the back. Use the shotgun.
- I'm not shootin' at cops! - Get in the back, man.
How far are you gonna take this?
Yeah!
Watch this.
Oh, yeah.
Shit!
Ah!Jesus!
Hang on, little buddy. I'm gonna jam 'em.
- Doin' all right? - No. -Just hang in there.
Oh, fuck. It's over, man.
It's over.
It's never over till it's over. Keep your head down, man.
- Keep your head down! - Oh, it's gotta stop, man.
Whoa. Whoa!
- Hope this road goes somewhere. - We're never gonna get out of this!
- What the hell are you doing? - We're blowin' this pop stand.
- It's over. - They got Montgomery?
Yeah, a couple hours ago. Couldn't get many details...
but apparently there was some big shoot-out.
Their car ended up in the Nisqually River, and no one came out.
So, we get a pat on the back...
job well done, next case.
You know, you are one lucky son of a bitch.
- What are you gonna do about her? - Oh, man, I--
I think I love her. I really do.
Well, I'd hate to think you risked it all just 'cause you liked her.
Yeah, yeah.
Now comes the hard part. Say, how do you feel...
about going across the street and telling her that I'm a cop...
and I'm not a phone man and I've been lying to her and I've been taking pictures...
- and looking at her through telescopes and-- - Uh-uh. No.
Yeah. I didn't think you'd like that.
You know, I always thought it would be you that screwed up.
Well, maybe I'll learn from your mistakes.
- Probably not. - Probably not. No.
- Wish me luck. - Good luck.
The force of the water against the car...
is making it extremely difficult to pull it from the river.
It is not yet confirmed, but it is believed that the body...
of escaped prisoner Richard ''Stick'' Montgomery is still trapped inside.
The body of his cousin, Caylor Reese, was found two miles downriver.
- Normally, police divers would have tried to pull Montgomery free... - Hi.
but due to the car's precarious position...
and the force of the water, that has not been possible.
Are you all right?
I know. I know.
- Maybe we should talk. - Uh-huh.
You're wanted by the law, aren't you?
Is that what you think?
Well, I heard sirens this morning after you left.
The police follow you here?
I don't think I realized until just now the size of the hole that I dug for myself.
How much trouble are you in?
You're not gonna like me very much when I tell you this.
Oh, God. I never should've let this happen.
But I did.
I want you to know, before you start hating me--
and you will start hating me-- that I've fallen in love with you.
Don't, don't, don't.
Don't interrupt a confession.
I don't work for the phone company.
And my name is not Bill. It's Chris.
- You're a cop? - I'm a detective.
I'm staking out the home of an ex-girlfriend of an escaped federal prisoner.
You've been watching me? From where?
Across the street.
And my phones?
Maria.
Listen to me!
In there, huh?
Uh-oh.
Maria.
What do you got there, huh?
Well--
You guys are great.
I hope I-- I hope I didn't disappoint you.
Maria. Maria! God damn it!
Maria, listen to me! Hold it a minute! Would you--
- Would you-- Listen to me! - No! Stop!
Hear me! I was doing my job, God damn it!
Now, whether you like it or whether I like it, it doesn't make any difference.
There wasn't any fun in it, and what happened between you and me was--
was not part of it-- it was my mistake.
Maria.
I wanted to tell you. I just-- I couldn't.
You son of a bitch!
Oh, no!
You broke my heart.
They said you were dead. I--
Oh!
Oh,Jesus Christ.
I made it.
I made it. It's all right. I made it.
Maria, will you just think about it for a minute?
- Listen to me. - Who the fuck is that?
- Okay? I couldn't tell you that I was-- - No. Put it down.
- Don't. - You couldn't tell her you were what?
You couldn't tell her you were what? Who is this guy?
You're-- Is this the guy?
Is this the reason?
You wanna take a walk in the other room, pretty please?
Take a fuckin' walk!
Christopher-- Christopher ''Lee-chee.''
- Lecce. - Lee-chee.
So, Lee-chee, what are you doin' botherin' my old lady?
- We had a fiight. - Oh, you had a fiight?
- That's too bad. What was it about? - None of your business.
Watch it, pal. It is all my business. Now, what was it about?
She found out I was violating my parole, okay?
Are you kidding me?
What kind of candy-ass crime did you commit, Chris?
Did you steal some old lady's handbag, huh? What'd you do?
- Hey, take it easy. Take it easy, pal. - What did you do?
Don't tell me to take it easy.
- What'd you do? - I rob banks.
You rob banks?
- Could you get me a knife, honey? - What?
Have a seat, Christopher. Get me a knife.
- You do time? - Year and a half.
- Where? - Walla Walla.
Hand me the knife, honey, would you, please?
I said, give me the knife.
- Do you know who I am? - No, man, I don't know who you are.
- I don't believe you. - Oh! Ooh! - No!
What the hell is the matter with you?
I just wanted to know what these things were stuffed with.
They're made of money. She's safer than the bank, Chris.
I had some friends at Walla Walla. You probably know some of'em. You know Cletus Ink?
- Nope. - You don't know Cletus Ink?
- Uh-uh. - You know Mad Dog Ross?
- You gotta know Mad Dog. - No, I don't, but it was a big place.
You don't know Cletus Ink? You don't know Mad Dog Ross?
Who the hell do you know?
Do you know Eddie Gant? Hmm?
- Yeah. Yeah, I did know Eddie Gant. - What was he in for?
He killed a cop.
Hello?
Yeah. Guess who this is.
Yeah, that's right. Well, shut up for a second, will ya?
I can only say that the reports of my demise have been greatly exaggerated.
Well, listen, man, I don't have time to talk. Where we gonna do this? We have to do it now.
Uh-huh. Uh-huh. Yeah.
Okay. All right. I'll meet you there in 20 minutes.
Pack a bag. We're taking a trip.
- What? What is it? - There's someone out there.
- You! Now, get out the front door! -Just relax, man.
- Get out the front door! -Just relax! I'm not part of this shit!
Lock the front door and the back. Get out.
Get out.
I will be back.
Oh. Oh.
Oh, shit!
Jesus Christ.
- What the fuck's goin' on? - I don't know, man.
Take it easy. Take it easy.
Get him inside.
Throw him on the couch.
Cop. I knew it!
- What the hell are you-- - Shut up, pig!
Hey, back off.
How did you know I was here? Hmm?
How did you know I was here?
You don't answer me. All right. You say goodbye to your mama.
- Richard, don't! - He wasn't following you.
He was following me.
- What? - Yeah.
Yeah, I violated my parole, remember? He's been following me for a week.
I made you on Saturday, asshole. You don't do your job very well, do you?
Look, I got a car right outside. I can drive you to wherever you wanna go.
Cuff his hands behind him.
If he gets loose, you die!
You may think serving time and having a couple cops on your ass gives me a reason to trust you.
Well, let me tell you something, pal. The last people in the world I trust are ex-cons. Let's move.
So, uh, wh-wha-- what's the deal with this guy?
I mean, really, what is the deal with this guy? Huh?
I don't even know who he is.
Isn't love great, Chris?
One minute you're a god. Next minute you're a scum-suckin' pig.
I'm leavin' the country, baby. You're goin' with me.
You goin' to Canada?
Are you a travel agent? Drive, sucker.
Get out.
Sit down. Sit down.
- Hey-- - Shut up!
Maria, come here. I gotta talk to this guy for about, uh, fiive minutes.
Could-- Could you take a walk and just come back in fiive minutes?
What for?
-Just take a walk, would ya? - You're going to kill them, aren't you?
Well, I'm not gonna make love to them.
You expect me to go with you after you do this?
What do you want me to do? Let them go? Do I look stupid?
If I let them go, I am dead.
How long do you think it's gonna take for them to pick me up if I let them go?
Is that what you want? They're gonna die, not me.
- Why? What do you-- - Why? Because that guy's a cop!
And that guy has been inside you. Now get outta my way.
- No. - Maria.
You're not gonna stop me.
Maria, get outta my way. Come here.
- Get your fucking hands off me! - Maria. Get out!
No! Richard! No! No! Richard! Richard! Ah!
- Don't you ever hit me! You understand? - Oh, God!
Come on, man. We gotta get outta here!
-Jesus Christ! That guy's a cop! - I know he's a cop.
- His hands are cuffed. - Not him. The other one.
Hey, where you goin'? Hey! Wait for me, you bastard!
- No! No! - You're drivin' me to the border! Get up the stairs!
Get up the stairs.
You wanna shoot? Huh?
Go ahead, pal! What's the matter? You chicken?
Whoa!
I hope you believe in reincarnation, sucker!
Get away!
I was supposed to give you a call, wasn't I? I forgot.
- Is he gonna be okay? - Not if you don't keep out of the way.
- Hey, man. How ya doin'? Okay? - Hi.
Yeah, I'm okay. I'm just a little tired.
A little tired, huh? Well, listen. You go home, you get plenty of rest.
'Cause when I get better, I'm gonna break both your legs.
- You're dust, Lecce. You hear me? Dust. - Yeah. I'll see ya.
- Not only did you hit me once, but twice. - I'll see ya. Hey.
- This is one of the worst nights of my life. - What do you want?
- Well, I just wanna know if she's gonna be okay. - She's okay.
- Okay. - Lusk thinks you got something going on with that girl.
- He wants an investigation. - What are you talkin' about?
Well, he said you could be in a lot of trouble.
Hell, I told him you're always in trouble.
You saved my life.
You know what that means, don't you?
No. What?
You belong to me now.
- What is your name, really? - It's Chris.
- Chris? I love you, Chris. - Really. I swear to God.
I say I love you I hold you near me
- I love you too. - You say I scare you
Well, that's your fear
- I know the message my heart is sending - I'll take you home. - Okay.
- If you don't read it you'll keep on missing - What a boner!
Is it love Is it love we're after
Is it love, is it Is it love
The broken record goes 'round and 'round
Within a circle Without a sound
I'm underwater In overdrive
You hide in laughter what's on your mind
Is it love Is it love we're after
Why don't you tell me
Is it love, is it Is it love, oh
Is it love Is it love we're after
Why can't you tell me
Is it love Is it really love
Is it love Is it love we're after
Why can't you tell me
Is it love, is it Is it love
Is it love we're after
Hey, girl, well, I got to know Is it really, really love
Is it love Is it really love
Hey-eh-eh-eh-eh-eh-eh
Is it love Is it love we're after
Why don't you tell me
Is it love Is it really love
Is it love Is it love we're after
Everybody lookin'for the time Thinkin'love will come around and hope we'll find it
Is it love Is it really love
Oh-Oh, baby, is it love