(upbeat music)
- [Dave] This your first time?
- [Jolynn] Yeah.
Is it yours?
- [Dave] Yeah.
Do you like me?
- [Jolynn] Yeah.
Do you like me?
- [Dave] Oh yeah.
I like you a lot.
- Do it Dave, cum inside me.
- Are you wearing a diaphragm?
- No no, but it's okay, it's okay.
It's mid-cycle, full moon.
- Full moon?
- You know what I want Dave.
- Wait, wait.
(heavy breathing)
Whoa.
- Why did you stop?
- No babies Jolynn.
Not now.
- But my body's ready Dave.
Oh you can't do that anymore.
- What?
- Violent crime is traceable to women
smoking during pregnancy.
- You're not pregnant Jolynn.
- Wait.
Dave you promised.
- Promised what?
- It's going to happen sooner or later.
- Later.
Later. (fridge door closing)
Much later.
(drawer sliding open) Where's the opener?
- You're starting at the tire store tomorrow.
(drawer thudding shut)
- What's that got to do with babies?
- I saw you making faces at that little
boy in the checkout line.
- What little boy?
Where's the opener?
- Here.
(beer lid popping)
- That was a girl.
I don't want one of those either.
- In two weeks we're gonna actually have some savings.
- No, in two weeks I'm going to go down
to Dodd, I'm going to get some of that metal
and I'm gonna make good on a couple of those ideas
that I was telling you about.
- You're going to blow your salary
on scrap metal?
- Bronze, that's an investment.
- How long have you been a sculptor Dave?
- Ten years?
- And uh, how many ideas have you had?
- Hundreds.
Thousands.
- And with all those ideas how many
sculptures have you created?
Scratch that, how many have you sold?
- I thought you liked my stuff.
- That's not the point.
That is not going to pay the rent,
and that's not going to pay the rent,
and that's not going to pay the rent.
- But you, you love that one.
- I did.
I mean I do.
It's just, it's not paying the bills.
I'm paying the bills.
- Well, why do you think I'm going
to start selling tires?
- Because we want to have a baby.
I told you that.
- Calm down.
Calm down.
Look, I just have a lot of things I want
to do first.
Important stuff, you know, big stuff.
All right?
Once that's done bring on your stork.
- That rock has been in our backyard
for over two years.
- That rock is marble.
Okay?
Nobody works in marble anymore.
Bronze, bronze is for the big boys.
- We're going to have to move to
the next level Dave.
- The next level?
- You and me.
- Last time you said that we got married.
- Are you sorry?
- Are you?
- Not if you make me a mom.
- Why do you have to put it like that?
- We don't know what's going to happen
tonight, or tomorrow, or next week.
We'll share a life.
It's bigger than any wedding vow.
(kissing sounds)
Shit. - What?
- I got to go to work.
Remember, do the laundry.
(upbeat music)
We need to buy detergent.
- Detergent.
- And don't buy the cheap kind.
Why do men always buy the cheap kind?
- Because men don't give a shit about soap.
- Very funny.
And fabric softener this time.
- Fabric softener.
Gotcha.
(upbeat music)
(car door closing)
(bell chiming)
- Two big bad buys coming up to your car
with tiny little automatic weapons
pointed at your head.
The federal government taking away your home.
Jumping out of an airplane Dave,
parachute won't open.
You walk into your child's room
and you find a little plastic baggie
wrapped around it's quiet little head.
That's what life is like without a set of PZ400s
underneath your car.
'Cause if you drive without safety Dave,
you are without safety.
(laughter)
You see what I did there?
You see what I, that's how you sell tires.
All right Dave.
When you open up tomorrow, 8 AM,
you aren't just opening up a store,
you are opening up a door to a new way of life.
16 months, full medical.
You don't screw that up, Assistant Manager
in one year.
That's just for buds.
It's two years for non-buds.
Speaking of buds Dave.
(register drawer popping open)
This is home grown Dave.
I keep a stash in the register.
We burn every day after work.
I'm telling you Dave, you've got
to kiss this starving artist crap goodbye.
You're about to join the real world.
(jazzy music)
- Quarters please.
- You're going to need more than that Ms. Opal.
- [Dave] Can I get some detergent?
- How many now?
- [Dave] Three.
- You won't need that much.
- [Dave] I have a lot of-- - You won't need that much.
- Two?
- Two dollars.
Anything else?
- No, thanks.
(upbeat music)
(coin return clanging)
(passionate squealing)
(solemn music)
(upbeat music and footsteps)
(tapping on counter)
- [Woman In Blue] Anybody work here?
- What can I do for ya?
- You got any fabric softener?
- What kind?
- The cheap kind.
- How many would you like?
- Two.
- [Man in Maroon] Well, ya won't need that much.
- Two.
- Well hello there grouchy.
(baby crying)
He don't care much for dirty clothes does he?
- No, that's why we're here.
- [Man In Blue] Anything else miss?
- No thank you.
Excuse me.
Excuse me?
Hi, I'm Ruby.
- Hi.
- What's your name?
- Dave.
- Hi Dave.
Do me a favor?
- Sure.
- Put the fabric softener in that machine
over there when the rinse cycle comes on.
I gotta run a quick errand.
- I'd love to.
- Thanks.
Come on Llyod.
(baby squealing)
Lighten up will ya?
- Ted, got a blonde haired, blue eyed
Amazon for ya.
Nancy will be proud.
Tits, teeth, all perfect.
Real looker.
Your seed, her sow.
Now I'm talking about a baby Brad Pitt,
junior Julia Roberts.
(laughter)
No, no, no, not a problem.
The kid's going to look just like you.
Just like you.
Wait, wait, wait, Ted, hold on.
(beeping)
Fertility Forever.
Yeah, hi darling.
No, no, no I'm going to be working late tonight.
No, no sweetheart I just got, I got lots on my plate.
Honey I'm on the other line.
Ted?
Sorry about that.
So, uh, what do you think?
You um, going to be okay with this figure?
No, no, Ted I swear to you.
This deal is so clean you can eat off it.
Yes, yes, I realize it's a lot of money.
But you want the kid to look just like you,
if not better.
Am I right?
Let me just show you some pictures of the mother
and we'll get this whole thing started.
In nine months you guys are going to have a beautiful,
blonde, blue eyed baby.
I guarantee it.
Guarantee it.
The natural mother?
No, don't worry about that.
She has no access to the baby.
No way.
Ted, let me tell you something.
In ten years we haven't had one problem.
Okay?
Not one.
- Bye, bye honey.
- Time to lock up.
- She's not back yet.
- I don't care.
I've got a date.
- But, you think something might have happened to her?
She wouldn't leave her kid's stroller here.
- That is one mean looking baby.
- Can't you just wait a little bit longer?
- Nope.
Come on kid, it's closing time.
- [Dave] But-- - I've got some place to be.
- She wouldn't have left everything here.
- That's not my problem.
(acoustic music)
(keys jingling)
Thanks kid, come again.
(grunting)
(car engine turning over)
Yee haw!
Here we go.
(ominous music)
(squealing tires)
- I paid you for the gun.
Now give it to me.
- You're 20 short bitch.
- Don't fuck around.
You know that wasn't the deal.
Now give it to me or give me back my money.
(gun clanking on pavement)
(bullets clattering on pavement)
Fucking asshole, come and pick these up.
(tires squealing)
You mother fucker that's my car seat!
Another fucking car seat.
(deep sighing)
Hi.
What are you doing out here?
- It's closed.
- What?
- The laundromat, it's closed.
- What?
Oh no.
- Ruby. - Nah uh. Uh uh, hey!
- Ruby.
- They can't be closed. - Ruby!
- All my stuffs in there!
- Ruby! I have your laundry!
I have it.
- You do?
- It's on my car.
I was waiting for you.
- It's on your car?
Oh, thank god.
- It's nothing.
It's still wet.
- You didn't dry it?
- No, he closed.
- What was your name again?
- Dave.
- You got a quarter Dave?
- Sure.
- 'Cause that's all it takes Dave
is one fucking quarter.
That's not too much to ask is it?
- No, he closed.
- Shit.
It's me, it's my luck sticking to me
like flies on shit.
- Look, maybe we could find another laundromat.
- Well, what's in it for you?
- What?
- (chuckling) You want something.
I can smell it from here.
- Look I just.
- Don't, don't screw around.
Just tell me what you want.
- I, I just want to help you.
- Why?
- You seem like you need it.
- Oh.
I know exactly what I need.
I need to get my clothes dry.
I need a new carseat.
I know what I need.
I'm talking about you.
What do you need?
- I need to move to the next level.
- The next level?
What the hell's the next level?
- I don't know.
- I've already been cheated once tonight.
It won't happen again.
- You've got the gun.
Right?
- Right.
And as long as I do you won't try anything stupid, right?
- Right.
Did you add the fabric softener?
- Yes I did.
I did that.
- We need a car seat.
- I don't have one of those.
(baby softly cooing)
But I got an idea.
(upbeat music)
- You think there's something still open?
- There should be something on Woodman Avenue.
(ominous music)
(dishes clinking)
(bell dinging)
- Penny for your thoughts?
- They're not worth that much.
- Oh.
What is up woman?
- Dave's starting at the tire store tomorrow.
- You mean Dave got a real job?
- Yeah, he's selling tires.
- That's great.
- Yeah, it is.
He's had a dry spell for so long,
and you know my clock is ticking.
- Yeah, I know, we can hear it from here.
- But Dave selling tires?
I just hope we're doing the right thing.
(upbeat music)
- You some kind of outlaw or something?
- Not yet.
- Where, where are you from?
- A place where people mind their own business.
- Oh, I've been there.
- Oh, Fluff 'N Fold up on the right.
Hey Llyod, dry time.
(dog barking in distance)
(ominous music)
Come on baby.
(dryers tumbling)
Over here.
Hey, what do you think you're doing?
- What's it look like?
That's one mean looking baby.
- Hey hold on.
- Look asshole.
Don't you think it's a little crowded in here
for you to be taking up five machines
with your oversized poop stained underwear?
- Piss off.
- Hey, Ruby--
- I'll handle this.
Look.
I'm going to need to get my clothes dry.
- Well life's a bitch and so are you.
- No, don't you remember?
Life's a bitch and then you die.
- Oh.
- I just want to dry my clothes.
- Okay, okay.
Let me just get my stuff out of your way, okay?
(dryer door opening)
- Wait!
- Oh.
- What are you, out of your mind?
You going to get your arm ripped off?
Now you wait until it's come to a complete stop.
There.
- Okay.
There you go.
Keep the quarter.
- Okay.
There you go.
- [Waitress] Another coffee?
There you go.
- What can I get ya?
- Coffee.
Lots of coffee.
(baby crying)
- It's pretty exciting stuff.
- Yeah, whatever blows your skirt up.
So what about you?
What do you do?
- Uh, make things.
- Really?
Like what?
- Like sculptures.
I've had a couple of exhibits.
I had one in San Francisco and I had one in L.A. once.
- But right now you're in a laundromat
in this crappy little town.
- Well.
- Bronze, marble?
- Beg your pardon?
- What do you work with?
- Well right now I'm sort of playing
around with marble.
- Playing around?
(laughter)
A true artist doesn't just play around.
- Oh no, I just.
- I went out with an artist once.
A painter.
Couldn't sell to save his life,
but art isn't a sack race.
You know what I mean?
- I know exactly what you mean.
- When you got something beautiful inside you
you got to let it out, right?
You can't put a price on that.
- Absolutely.
- Like him.
(baby cooing)
- So, his father, is he?
- Who?
- Lloyd's father, is he?
- Who?
(ominous music)
(phone hanging up in cradle)
Oh, shit.
(ominous music)
So much for that.
I ought to kill you right now you little shit.
- Well, I'll be damned.
(ominous tune)
(aggravated grunt)
- Uh, what are you going to do?
- I, I don't know.
I'm sure there's a way out back.
- Well uh, what about Lloyd?
- He'll be fine, we've been in these situations before.
But uh, shit, I need his stroller.
- Stroller, stroller, stroller.
Uh,
meet me out back.
(upbeat music and sirens)
(tires screeching)
(sirens)
- Get in.
- Shit.
That was pretty impressive back there.
- Thanks.
- You okay Lloyd?
(baby cooing)
Oh, flip a uey.
- What?
- There's a diner back there. Let's go eat.
- Uh, we can't go to that one.
- Why? It's the only one that's open.
- Uh, we can't go there.
- Do something, do something,
you got to do something.
- Easy there big guy.
- But I'm not a big guy.
Not anymore, no sir.
I stand before you officer and I'm this tall.
I've been disgraced by this woman
and this child.
- You said this woman had a child.
- Yeah, mean, mean looking thing.
- She's pretty tasty.
(twangy music)
- Oh.
- Ruby, what are you doing?
- Shit. - I, I can't see the road.
Who's that?
- The biggest lowlife that ever lived.
But not for long.
- Ru...
(fast paced music)
- You little shit.
(gunshots)
You stupid bastard.
Why don't you get a little bit closer
you lying son of a bitch?
(gunshots)
- Ruby!
What are you doing?
- Asshole.
- No, no, no.
- Come here you fucker!
Fucking Buick!
(gunshots)
(inaudible)
(gunshots)
Cowboy's do it better.
Hm, you think that's true?
Guess I'll have to ask a cow.
- No, no!
(brakes screeching)
Let, let's just stop here for just one fucking minute.
- What?
- What the hell just happened?
Who was that guy?
You could have gotten us killed.
- Look, he and I go way back.
(baby crying)
Hey, I'm sorry.
Mommy make a big boom.
- Hey, get that thing away!
Were you just going to kill that guy?
- No, I was shooting for his tires.
I was trying to scare him away.
Look, you got to understand.
- No, I understand.
You're fucking crazy.
(sighing)
It's okay.
I got to get his clothes dry.
- Dry clothes sound like salvation.
- Think there's another open laundromat?
- Will you just stop with the laundry?
Tell me what's going on.
(sighing)
- We're hooking up with a woman that's going to help us.
All right?
- What are you talking about?
- It doesn't matter, I just,
I need a place to lay low for the night.
Someplace safe.
- I'm not doing this.
(sexual sounds coming from television)
- Oh.
Oh yes.
Oh.
(grunting)
(heavy breathing)
(television clicking off)
(fridge door opening)
Who's your daddy?
(phone ringing)
(fridge door closing)
(phone ringing)
(exhaling loudly)
(phone ringing)
Max.
- [Man On The Phone] Hey, it's me.
Got good news and bad news.
Which do you want first?
- Well, 13 months is a lot of bad news Jed.
Give me the good.
- I found her again.
She's in Azusa, California.
It's going down tonight.
- Bad news?
- She's hooked up with some guy
and she's swinging a firearm.
- All right, well this colossal embarrassment
has gone on long enough.
- I told you it's going down tonight.
I'm close.
Real close.
- All right, Jeddidiah, listen, I'm coming there.
Whatever you do, don't lose her.
And this time, you wait for me.
You understand?
I'll be there by dawn.
(sighing)
(light music)
(ominous music)
- Wouldn't it be easier if you left the pot here?
- You bet.
(light music)
(car door closing)
- Well, hello stranger.
(dishes clanking)
My god, look at you.
Where the hell'd you get a tan like that?
- How you doing Sarah darling?
- Well?
- Florida Keys.
Me and some of the boys from work took
a little diving trip down there last week.
- Scuba diving?
- Uh-huh..
- I would love to go scuba diving.
Hey Jolynn, how about you?
Wouldn't you love to be able to go scuba diving?
- Sure.
- How goes it Jolynn?
- Hey Roy, how come I never get to go scuba diving?
- I don't know Sarah, you certified?
- Yeah I don't know Roy, you're the cop, you tell me.
(receiver slamming down)
- Jerk.
- Her husband's starting a new job tomorrow.
Right now he's AWOL.
- You need a ride somewhere?
- He'll be here eventually.
- You in a hurry to get somewhere?
- How about some coffee Roy?
- Can I give you a ride?
- Men.
(tires crunching on asphalt)
- I can't believe I'm doing this.
(key clanking in lock)
(door closing)
- What are we doing here Dave?
(door closing)
- You said you wanted some place safe.
- Tire store?
- Think about it.
Rubber everywhere, no sharp corners.
- What are you doing with the keys to a tire store?
- My friend works here, he uh.
- He an artist too?
- He was.
He gave it up.
Sells tires now.
There's more security.
- He's a fool.
What about some water?
- Uh, right back through there.
It's for customers, and moms.
- Take him?
(baby crying)
Aw, it's okay.
- Hi.
Why do you cry so much?
Why you such a grump?
She's coming, she's getting you a bottle.
Wow, look at her Lloyd.
She's really, really beautiful.
She's a little crazy, but she obviously
loves you very much.
So what's with all the tears, huh?
You're not mean.
Too cute to be mean.
With a mama like that,
you should be smiling all the time.
- Here you go sweetie.
Wow.
He's never done that before.
- What?
Sleep?
No wonder he's so grouchy.
- In someone else's arms.
- Well, it's been quite a night.
- You want me to take him?
- No, it's all right.
He's an amazing boy.
- Yeah, he is.
- So, the guy in the Buick, is that his father?
- Why are you so curious about his father?
- I'm just curious about your family.
- Well you're holding it.
I'll go ahead and take him, he needs to stretch out.
(acoustic music)
Come here, angel.
Come here sleepy head.
- There's a couch, in the uh, viewing room out there.
- Okay. - You can set him there.
- It's really nice of you to take me home.
- My pleasure.
Should we put an APB out on your husband?
- Haha, very funny.
So what do sheriffs make these days anyway?
You don't mind my asking.
- We start out at 28 K per,
move up every two years.
- And you have a pension plan, right?
- Oh yeah.
- Insurance?
- Absolutely.
(baby cooing)
(acoustic music)
- Hm.
That's great.
- You got a, quarter Ruby?
Because that's all it'll take.
One fucking quarter and the sculpture is yours.
Um.
- Hey, there's nothing to be afraid of.
(acoustic music)
- Whoa.
Whoa.
- What?
(ominous music)
- Uh listen there's something I should tell you.
Um,
shit.
You know how life presents you with situations?
But they're always what they appear to be?
- Think they're closed.
- That's pretty funny.
Fucking clowns everywhere.
- Um, I really, I like you.
And you're quite a gal.
There's something that you should know.
What I should tell you is that--
(intruder clearing throat)
Oh shit.
- Oh shit is right.
Hate to break up this little soiree.
Hello Ruby darling.
Get back.
- I don't know what's going on between you two but--
- Where's the baby?
- I have keys to the, to the register.
I work here, I could give you free tires.
- You work here?
(gun hitting the ground)
- Ow, shit!
Free tires?
- Yeah, whatever you need.
- Whatever I need?
- Whatever you need.
- Whatever I need.
Mister, you have no idea what I need.
(phone ringing)
Hello?
- [Man On The Phone] Have you screwed it up yet?
- Well as a matter of fact I've got her
at the end of the barrel.
- God bless you.
Put her on the phone.
- Uh, it's for you.
- What?
- Hi sweetie, big daddy's coming.
- You're not coming here you sick fuck.
You baby selling son of a bitch.
- Now, now darling.
If you know what's good for you--
- Oh I know.
- If you do know what's good for you,
you'll give my child back to me,
or I'll split that pretty little skull of yours wide open.
Darling.
- I think he wants you.
- Oh shit!
- Ugh!
(upbeat music)
(gun shooting)
(painful grunting)
(upbeat music)
- You okay?
- Jesus Christ, get him off me!
- Blow a hole so big, broke a humvee in it.
- Wow, that's big.
- [Woman On Radio] All units, it's ten-nineteen
at intersection of Dober and Shane. Lucrata's Tire Store.
Shots fired. All units, code 9.
- Tire store?
- Yep.
- Aren't you gonna respond?
- Code 9 means come if you want.
I think I'm busy right now.
- I wanna go.
- Do you now?
- Let's go.
- Unit 10 responding.
(siren blaring)
- We gotta go, we gotta get outta here.
- We've gotta call the cops.
- We, we gotta get out of here. Him too.
- But--
- Look, I can't afford to be caught here like this,
neither can you.
Now you get him, I'll open the car.
(upbeat music)
- Uh.
Uh.
- Okay.
It's okay. It's just a clown okay?
All right let's make some room here.
- Hi there little fella.
Hi!
Would you like a balloon?
(baby crying)
- Hey you're scaring him asshole.
(baby crying)
(lively music)
- Lock the door.
The keys are in my pocket.
One, two, three!
- Look I'm just on my way home from work.
I'm just waiting for the bus.
(police siren getting louder)
Officer? Officer?
Couple and a baby?
Brown station wagon, body in the back that way,
like a bat out of hell.
What.
I'm on my way home.
Just trying to get home.
- Stay out here.
- Chrysler station wagon?
- Yeah, real piece of crap too.
Pick one?
- No.
(dog barking in distance)
- Here you go.
You want the number for Guinness?
I think you just broke the world's record.
(phone ringing)
- Hello?
Yes?
So she hasn't called yet?
Well stay there.
Don't tie up the line and don't fall asleep.
When she calls, tell her 6 AM at the railroad crossing.
- Just get you guys set up in a motel.
- Dave.
- No it's all right.
- No I just want you to understand that that guy Jed--
- Listen, I don't want you to tell me
anything that you don't want to.
I mean I pretty much got it all figured out anyway.
You and he and Lloyd had some kind of ties.
I know who he was.
- No you don't know who he was, I, I don't--
- Look! Umph. It's late.
Can we just get you and the little guy to sleep?
- You're not listening to me!
- Damn it! I think I've done a bit more
than listen here tonight. All right?
I've seen all I want to see.
Let me just get you and Lloyd some place safe.
And let me go home.
It's gonna be hell to pay when I get home as it is,
I was supposed to be doing my fucking laundry.
- What do you mean?
- I'm married Ruby.
Ruby.
I was supposed to be home over an hour ago.
And as crazy as it is it's gone too far.
I got a guy in my trunk!
What am I supposed to do that?
- I should have known, it's...
- I mean, is this a normal night for you? It's insane!
- Look, we'll be out of your hair in a minute, okay?
- Just, take a little bit of money so you can get a room.
- I don't want your money.
- Ruby just take the money.
- I said I don't want your fucking money!
(solemn music)
Dave,
my laundry.
- K.
So long.
(baby cooing)
- Hey.
Hey.
Come on sweetie, don't look so sad, huh?
I'm gonna take good care of you.
That's what I'm here for.
Hey we've been through worse than this before, huh?
- I've been chasing these people all night long.
She's the eleven-ninety-one at the laundromat.
You know these people?
- No. I've have never seen them before.
- What about you?
- No.
- Sorry. I thought there might be some real gun slinging
out here for you tonight.
You all right?
Still worried about your husband?
Sure he's just out with the boys.
Give you a ride home.
- Officer.
Can I get a ride home too?
I really need to get home.
- Sorry clown. Official business.
Bus will be by any minute.
- Fucker.
- Oh, Ruby.
(wind chimes jingling)
- Well, I suppose he'll be home soon.
So I'll uh...
- Do you wanna get a coffee or something?
- Why that would be nice.
Yes I would.
(Jed grunting)
(tires squealing)
- Where are we?
- Azusa.
Cal, California.
- Yeah, right.
Where's Ruby?
Where's the baby?
- I don't know.
- Come on man, don't mess with me.
They're still looking for the last guy who did that.
- Look, I just met her tonight.
In the laundromat.
I don't even know her last name.
- Get out of the car.
You're a tires salesman?
- Yeah.
- What do you think about the new PZ400s?
- What PZs...
- The new ones.
- Well they're safe.
- Safe, what do you mean safe?
- They're safe like when you're in your car
and the federal government is about to take your home,
there's guys with guns pointed at your head,
but you know your parachute, it won't open.
- The fuck are you talking about?
- I don't know.
- Wait, never mind. What was your name?
- Dave.
- Well Dave you know you're aiding and abetting
in the kidnapping of this child, don't you?
- What?
- She said what she was getting for the baby?
- Getting? What are you, what are you talking about?
- Well what she's selling for.
- No, Ruby's not selling her baby.
- Yeah Ruby's selling the baby.
She already did, she's about to do it again.
They paid her top dollar.
- Who?
- The clinic.
- What clinic?
- Maddocks's clinic.
The one she made a deal with.
You know, they pay her for her tits and IQ
she hands over the baby.
She bolted on this one.
Now the family wants him back.
- He has, he has a family?
- No, no he doesn't but he will.
You know nice, loving, warm family.
One that feeds him you know, lets him sleep at night.
You know Dave since we, had this little chat
we're practically friends now, aren't we?
- I'd, I'd like to think so.
- And a friend would make good on his promises,
of a free tires, right?
- He would, right.
- A friend wouldn't betray another friend, would he?
- Right.
- And he would tell a friend if he knew
where the baby was, right?
- If he knew, yeah.
- Since he doesn't, just gonna kind of lay low
until he gets a visit at the tire store, right?
You know I could steal this piece of shit but,
then I'd be breaking the law.
(tire hissing)
Drive safely Dave.
- Good coffee.
I was just thinking how nice it would be to uh,
have someone at home with a cup of coffee like this.
Night after night.
- Is that all you're after?
A good cup of coffee?
- It all starts with that.
You all right with me being here?
- Yeah.
It makes me feel, safe.
- Well we could go back to my place.
It's even safer there.
- So you can show me your etchings?
- My what?
- Your etchings?
- What's that?
- You never heard that expression?
Luring women up to your place with the promise of fine art?
- What is that what your husband did?
Bagged you with fine art?
- Well he didn't bag me.
And it wasn't just any art, it was his work.
And he's proud of it. Passionate.
- Now passion is something I know about.
Yes, sir.
- I think you better go after all.
(solemn music)
Are you going after the guy in the video tape?
- You don't think your husband's messed up with these
gun suckers now, do ya?
- Dave wouldn't hurt anybody.
He couldn't.
- Well, the guy that I'm after is married and has a baby.
Now I know you're married for better or for worse.
But you don't have a baby now, do you?
- Ohhhh, no! (crying hysterically)
- Hey, Jolynn. Jolynn.
Now I know you're upset
and I know you can't to tear into your husband but,
you two work this out.
You get it all straightened out and you'll be fine.
You two don't have kids?
- No!
- That can happen.
I mean even to a dumb son of a bitch like me.
Now just, just calm down all right? It's all right.
You just, you take it easy, all right?
Hey come here.
You're good now.
(ominous music)
(animal howling in distance)
(car engine starting)
- Oh God.
- You got that right.
I saw you at the diner.
I knew you were serving but,
I had no idea you were cooking.
Woo!
- Roy.
- What Jolynn,
you know I won't be offended
if you say it's just the uniform.
- No, it isn't.
I mean I like you but,
- But what?
What is it Jolynn?
What do you want?
You want me to go?
What you, you want me to stay?
What do you want Jolynn?
You want a baby?
Is that what you want Jolynn?
'Cause Jolynn, babies don't always come from their daddies.
- I think we'd better go back to the diner.
- I can't believe you just let her go like that.
- I told you, she had no money.
- But she had a baby!
- Mean looking thing.
- Christ sake.
- Whoa, rough night huh?
- Fucking clowns everywhere.
- A dollar thirty-five.
Refills are free.
Isn't America great?
- It is. But it could be better.
Keep the change.
(engine shutting off)
- Hi.
Jed told me, you sold Lloyd.
- I didn't take any money so he can't say that.
- Look you're gonna have to come clean with me Ruby.
I came clean with you.
I'm in deep shit now.
The cops are after me, my wife just kissed another man.
- (scoffs) Well you can't blame me for that.
- Where are you headed?
- Why do you care?
- I care Ruby.
I need to know what's going on.
Are you selling him or not?
- Look I sold my egg, okay?
It was an eighty-thousand dollar concept
that turned into Lloyd and now they want to take him
away from me.
- But you said you never took any money.
- I didn't. I took him and I ran.
- What they won't let you change your mind?
- According to the papers I signed, no.
- Well what are you gonna do?
- Why should I tell you?
- Listen, listen.
I'm sorry.
I am, I should have told you that I was married.
- You really an artist or did you lie about that too?
- I don't know.
Never sold anything.
Jolynn thinks it's time I join the real world.
- Jolynn's your wife?
- Yeah.
Supposed to start working at that tire store in the morning.
- Well just because you're selling tires
doesn't make you any less of an artist.
Say it.
- Say what?
- Say, I, I am a sculptor.
Hey,
say it.
- I'm a sculptor.
- All right. Once more with feeling.
- I'm a sculptor!
- That's more like it.
(baby cooing)
I don't know what I'm gonna do.
Lloyd's, Lloyd's cold, the laundry's still wet.
- Well we can always hold up a laundromat.
Dries clothes that way.
- That's a great idea.
- Now I was kidding, Ruby.
- Oh.
- You knew that I was kidding, right?
- Yeah.
- Well yeah, I guess we could.
- You sure?
- No, but what else is new?
- (deep sighing) Okay.
(upbeat music)
- Hey, move over.
- I got it.
- Dave! Step aside.
(foot slamming against door)
- We need quarters.
- What?
- The gun.
Cover his ears.
(gun blasting)
- Nice shot.
- What was that?
- Fireworks.
- Oh, what? No!
(tires squealing)
- Look at that Lloyd.
(quarters clinking)
Jackpot.
(dryer tumbling)
- Officer, officer!
Hey!
(aggravated grunting)
- You're not gonna stop to help?
- Too dangerous.
Things aren't always what they seem, Jolynn.
Besides they know how to dial 9-1-1.
(phone beeping)
- Hello, uh yeah there's been shots fired at
Ed's Laundromat.
It's at the corner of Woodbury and Main.
Uh, two people involved with a baby.
- Ga, ga, ga, ga. (baby cooing)
You smile so much Lloyd.
You gonna sit there? Good boy.
All set?
- Yeah.
Yeah. She's picking me up by the tracks at six.
- I'll drop you.
- Mm, no, no.
They see a man they'll run.
It's all real, secretive.
But, thank you.
- [Woman On Radio] Ed's Laundromat. Shots fired.
Two suspects with a baby believed to be inside.
License plate 12-J-Z-2-2-8 code six.
- Unit 10 copy. I gotta drop you.
- I'm going with you.
- This is serious Jolynn, they're still there.
- You said I can go with you now either put up
or shut up.
- I'm not taking a housewife to a code six.
- I'm not a housewife.
- This is dangerous.
- [Woman On Radio] Unit ten are you responding?
- It's my husband.
I recognize the license plate.
I saw him on the videotape.
- Shit.
- He's been a little coo-coo lately.
- Jolynn he's in a lot of trouble.
In two minutes, half the police force is gonna be there.
- Call them off!
Please, until we see what's going on.
You said things aren't always the way they seem.
- Jolynn, this is a code six.
- He's my husband.
I love him.
A lot.
- Unit 10 responding. Stand by for backup request.
(baby cooing)
- I love your baby.
I love you Lloyd.
- He loves you too.
- Jolynn's been wanting one of our own.
For a long time now.
- So do it.
You got the equipment, you know how to use it.
- It's not that simple.
Especially not now.
- What, she won't forgive you?
- She was kissing a cop.
- Yeah well, you were kissing me.
- Yeah.
â™« Tenderly baby
â™« My love is true
â™« Tenderly baby these bastards are late â™«
- The clinic had this contract.
You had 48 hours to change your mind.
It's the natural mother's birth right.
Only they drug you so badly you're out for days
and you miss the deadline.
All the girls do.
- And where are you going?
- Well, this woman.
She runs this kind of underground escape route
for women in trouble.
I've been looking for her for a long time.
It's the only way if I want to have Lloyd in my life.
- Why are they still after you after all this time?
- Well, I'm the only one who's ever gotten away.
I set a dangerous precedent for Richard Mannocks.
- Who's Richard Mannocks?
- Trust me, you don't want to know.
(ominous music)
(singing a tune)
(dryer stopping)
- All ready!
Okay, what do you want to wear?
What do you want to wear buddy?
Come here big boy.
Oh!
Okay, I've got one more.
Oh! There we go.
There we go, what a good looking little guy.
What a big boy you are!
Look at that!
Okay honey, here you go.
You sit down here for a minute and I'll get your clothes.
- You stay in the car this time, all right?
Stay out of the way, I mean it.
- Roy, you'll take it easy on him, right?
- I'll do my best.
(gun clacking)
â™« My love is true
â™« Tenderly darling
â™« Tenderly, tenderly
â™« Sweet baby blues â™«
(grunting)
(ominous music)
- Lloyd!
No!
Ugh!
- Now you're looking at a 12 gauge.
I have a buck shot, in the chamber,
and it will clean your skull of what little brains
you have left, now I told you to stay away, didn't I?
Huh?
Let me have that blanket right there.
Right there that cotton one with the little bear
cowboy on it, with the blue hat.
Yeah, let me have that.
(deep sighing) You just did not listen to me did you?
Didn't you?
Well, hello Lloyd!
You have no idea how glad I am to see you.
Let's go to Phoenix. Okay?
Oh we're gonna hit the highway,
we're gonna get out of here.
I have been looking for you little bud,
for a very long time.
- Police! Don't move!
Put down that gun, now!
- He's got a baby!
- Get back in the car!
Lay down that weapon now!
- Officer it's all right, look, okay? I'm legal.
I'm the guy that called.
- Put down that baby and lay down on the sidewalk.
- What are you doing he has a baby!
- Get back in the car and get down.
- Look officer it's okay, all right?
I'll put my gun down.
All right?
But, you're not gonna take a shot at this kid now are ya?
Why do you make me do that Ruby?
Look I've been dealing with this woman for 13 months, okay?
I didn't come this far to get gunned down by some,
hyperactive cop.
- You put down that weapon and there won't be any shooting.
You understand?
Now lay down that baby, nice and easy.
- Look I'll gladly put the firearm down, okay?
But I cannot release this baby.
- Gun first!
Now put your hands over your head.
Jolynn, now you get the baby.
Now mister, you try to move on her like you did that girl
and I will shoot you dead!
Go ahead, it's all right.
- Come on man.
- Hands over your head!
All right.
Now what the hell is going on here?
Who's the girl?
- This is the baby's birth mother.
All right, I'm a licensed bounty hunter.
And I was hired to bring the baby back
to Phoenix, Arizona where he belongs.
This woman is a baby maker under contract
she has absolutely no claim to that child.
I've got the paperwork.
- Well, what the hell is up with the arsenal?
- It's a hobby.
You know, my passion.
By God I just love guns.
- Yeah well, disarm now. Put it all on the ground.
- All right, I'm gonna do this slow.
357,
nine millimeter, my dad gave me that one.
45, Bonnie and Clyde uses a early version of that gun.
22, love that gun.
And I got a knife.
- All right don't even think about it.
Hold it right there!
- Dave, what's going on?
- This is him?
The sculptor?
- You told him that?
- What are you doing?
- Laundry.
- You're bleeding, are you all right?
- Mister, I've been chasing you all over town.
- Now that's not all you've been chasing.
Is it?
He's trying to take her baby.
- Were you just gonna run away with her?
- No, listen. I, I--
- All right! Don't move.
All right? Nobody make any rash movements.
One thing at a time.
Now, mister.
You say you've got some paperwork.
- Yeah, I've got it right here in my breast pocket,
I'll just pull it out real slow for you.
13 months ago she took off out of Phoenix, with the child.
Clinic got a court order, hired me to track her down,
return the child.
- She sold her baby?
- Yeah and she's about to do it again.
She shows up here yesterday, she purchases a firearm,
and she hooks up with this sculptor.
I mean it's over Ruby,
you had a good run.
- I'll see you Phoenix Jed.
- No. No I'm afraid not, see junior there,
he's got his own restraining order,
signed by the state of Arizona.
You won't even get close.
- She's not allowed to change her mind?
- Not after 48 hours.
- Yeah, 'cause the clinic drugged her.
So she missed the cutoff.
It's a racket Jolynn, it's a blue eyed baby making racket.
- It's the law.
See? It's legal. It's all legal.
- All right Jolynn, give him the baby.
(ominous music)
(baby cooing)
- What's his name?
- Never mind that Jolynn, give him the baby.
- Lloyd.
- Lloyd, that's cute.
- Jolynn, it's not her baby!
- Lady don't be stupid.
- Jolynn, give him the baby. It's his baby.
She may be the mama but, he's going home with his daddy.
- Babies don't always come from their daddies, remember Roy?
- Give me the baby. - [Dave] Hey, hey!
Let go of my wife!
You son of a bitch!
- For Christ's sakes! Don't do something stupid!
Lay down the weapon!
- Officer do something with him, all right?
Shoot, shoot him in the hand.
- Get back, get back!
Go ahead Jolynn.
(Ruby crying)
Get your stuff.
Go out the back.
Wait, wait, wait, wait!
Here you go Lloyd, I made this.
Just for you.
I'm gonna miss you buddy.
Be safe.
- Dave?
- Who was that woman?
You kissed her, I saw it on the tape.
- Well at least I didn't kiss her in our own house.
Now. If you'll excuse us, I gotta get my wife home.
I gotta go to work tomorrow.
Come on.
Come on Jolynn.
- And you sir, you're getting out of my town.
Right now.
- What in the hell are you talking about?
- You can leave now, or not at all.
Choice is yours.
- You're making a mistake.
- Get a life!
Heh, heh.
(upbeat music)
- Okay! Well, you are all set ma'am!
Here is your receipt.
I'll tell you what!
PZ400s, those are the safest tire on the road.
- Yeah, if the government's trying to take my house,
and my parachute doesn't open these things are gonna
save my life.
I got that.
Ruby?
- Hi.
- And you must be Lloyd.
Sorry I'm late I had a blowout.
You ready?
- Yeah.
You mind if I ride in the back with him?
- Go right ahead.
Three hours with traffic.
We'd better get started.
- What do you mean you quit?
You lost her, didn't you?
You lost her you sorry mother fucker!
- You know Maddocks this baby selling business
is really stressing you out.
- You're fired!
- I quit first.
- No, no, no.
I fired you first you amateur prick.
You're fired, you're fired, you're fired!
I'll be damned.
(tires squealing)
(upbeat music)
(car honking)
- Heya Ruby.
Long time no see.
- Hey scumbag.
I'm glad you showed up yourself after all this time.
- Is that Lloyddy over there?
Hey Lloyd, look at your little poopy face.
Look at your little poopy face on you.
Say hello to daddy!
Who's your daddy?
- That is something he will never, ever know.
(car slamming into body)
- Ugh, Jesus Christ.
- Ruby, should we send this hoodlum to fry in hell?
What do you think?
- Oh please, allow me the pleasure.
- Oh, Ruby? Think about our child.
Oh man! Easy, easy!
Die you little bitch!
- Ugh!
(screaming in pain)
- Ugh, shit!
(screaming in pain)
Get back here you bitch!
Get back here!
You bitch!
Get back here!
Shit!
- Dave, I was thinking.
It's not right for me to do this.
To have a baby right now.
(tires squealing)
- You know what you need?
- No.
You need to move to the next level.
Are your parents home?
- Yeah.
Are yours?
- Yeah.
You ever done it in a car before?
- No.
Have you?
- Never.
(romantic acoustic music)
(upbeat music)
(tire popping)
- Shit! I think we got a flat!
(upbeat music)
â™« Run, baby run, yeah
â™« Run away with me
â™« Don't you hide, I'll give you what you need
â™« Run away with me
â™« I'll find a place far away
â™« Where you'll be free
â™« No longer innocent
â™« Wide red eyed and swollen cheeks
â™« And bruises on her feet
â™« And right down now inside
â™« She was blackened by the fire
â™« And torn in defeat
â™« She ran down so many stairs
â™« Screaming daddy help me please
â™« But daddy was up there
â™« She lived but lost
â™« All her hope and trust
â™« It vanished in the air
â™« Run baby run, yeah
â™« Run away with me
â™« Don't you hide, I'll give you what you need
â™« Run baby, run
â™« Run away with me
â™« I'll find a place far away
â™« Where you'll be free â™«
(upbeat music)
(lively acoustic music)