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Dad, could you pull over?

Why?

I need some air.

Oh, Ashley, if it bothers you, you should have told me.

I would have waited.It doesn't bother me.

I just can't handle it every three seconds.

Well, I don't think I smoke every three seconds.

I don't know.

Well, it seems like it.

Come on, guys, I mean open the window.

Got 58,000, Dad.

50...Three more thousand and your record's toast, Dad.

No, no, no, that's Mom's score.

My best is 65.

No, no.

Mom's is like 40 something.

All right, okay. It was worth a shot.

Your thumbs getting tired, Rich?

No.Huh?

Oh, my God, Cindy Crawford...

Oh, my God, oh.

I got 59,000.

Whoo.

I'm getting hungry. Are you hungry?

A little bit.

Hey!Huh?

We're hungry, let's mangia! Mangia!

What?

We're starving. Come on, let's go eat.

Mangiare?

Mangiare!

Hey.Hey, next stop.

Use your ashtray.

I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I wasn't thinking.

Ashley, map check, please.

How far is the next town?

ASHLEY: Too far.

That sucks.

Whoa, whoa, whoa.

Fire in the hole, fire in the hole.

How many times have I said get a reliable car?

This is a reliable car.It's not a reliable car.

I like this car.

GLEN: Get a new car. Come to me for a loan.

I'll fix you up with a new car.

JACK: I don't have the money for a new car.

GLEN: Oh, don't give me that teacher's poor salary stuff.

Come on, you got money saved, I know.

JACK: That money's for a house...

ASHLEY: Hey.Hi.

Look at this flower.

Looks more like a weed to me.

RICH: No, it's a flower.

It's lost.

Should I pick it?

Well, it's going to get run over eventually.

You might as well.

No.

I'm going to leave it.

[SIGHS]

Richie!

Oh, God.

You son of a bitch!

You son of a bitch.

Are you okay?

I can hardly hear you.

Yeah, okay. I love you, too, baby.

Richie is fine.

Yeah, he's having a blast.

See you in San Diego.

Bye-bye.

Howdy.

Those chickens for laying?

Why don't you buy one,

and you can do whatever you want with it.

Okay. Ally says hi.

Oh, good.

Mom says, if she closes her deal by Wednesday,

she's on a plane to San Diego.Cool.

Yeah!

HELEN: See, I told you she'd be able to make it.

GLEN: So you did.

What's up with Ashley?

I don't know.

She wants to go back to Wisconsin.

Tell her you can't afford the ticket, you're on a budget.

She's going to charge it to her Visa card.

The girl is 16 years old, Glen,

and she has a Visa card.

Can you believe this?Oh.

No, I'm serious.

If it were up to me, which I understand it is not,

but if it were up to me,

I would tell her to grow up,

and I would take that Visa card away from her.

GLEN: She's got a point, Jack. She knows her stuff.

JACK: You don't know her. I know her.

All she needs is a little space, and she'll be fine.

HELEN: What are you talking about, she needs space?

Maybe you should handle it.

Maybe I should, Jack.

GLEN: Maybe you two should knock it off.

RICH: Jack, come on.

Ashley,

where you going?

I'm going to the bathroom. Is that okay?

You know what you're getting, pal?

Getting sick of listening to them.

That's good here.Yeah.

[MAN URINATING]

Um...

Sorry. I'll go.

No, don't leave.

Are you sure?

Sure as the sun's shining.

Okay.

Sure is hot out there, ain't it?

Yeah.

Yep.

[URINAL FLUSHING]

Yes, sir.

Are you just driving through?

Yeah, we're on our way to San Diego.

Oh.

Are you vacationing?

Yeah.Hmm.

Why do you put on makeup in this kind of heat?

Um, I don't know, I just...

I guess I just like to look pretty.

Well... [CLEARS THROAT] Trust me,

you got no problem with that.

Can I be frank with you?

You can do what you feel like doing,

it's a free world.

Oh, boy,

you wouldn't want that.

What do you mean?

Well, if...

If I did what I feel like doing,

you'd slap my face and run out of here screaming.

Well, it's been a long time since anyone made me scream.

How old are you?

I'll be 18 in three months.

Could be 18 in three minutes.

I was 18 a long time ago.

[SOFTLY] I wasn't 18 till I was 20.

Well, it'd just break my heart

if I never got to see you again.

It would.

Well, then, why don't you do something about it?

What do you suggest?

[CHUCKLES]

Oh, you are a little devil, ain't you?

Oh, God.

How's the burger?My food is really bad.

Just fantastic and terrible.

[SNIFFLES]

JACK: Richie.

Look. Look.

WOMAN: Oh, thank you.

[INDISTINCT CHATTER]

MAN 1: Okay.MAN 2: All right?

You guys,

isn't that the car from earlier? Richie's car.

RICHIE: Yeah.

Yeah, that's it.

I'm just going to talk to him.

Glen.

Glen.I'm just gonna talk to him.

Glen...

Is that your car?

No, I don't drive. Sorry.

You mean the Eldorado?

Yeah.

That's mine. Why? You looking to buy?

You could have killed someone on the highway.

Oh, yeah.

Well, I'm really sorry about that,

but it wasn't my fault.

You see, my girlfriend Red,

she had her hand between my legs.

I tell you the truth,

I was just about to pop,

when I looked up and it was too late.

I just blew by your boy over there

like a fence post, you know.

So I apologize for her.

Son of a bitch.

You see what I mean? Ain't she a bitch?

Save the bullshit.

I don't think it's funny.

Glen, just leave it alone now. Come on.

MAN: I mean...

See there, now he's mad at me,

and I didn't even do anything, because of you.

Me?Yeah, because of you.

Well, listen, you have every right to be angry.

Look, I know I have every right to be angry.

You nearly killed my son on the road today.

Well, he's okay, ain't he?

Yeah, he's fine.

All right, then.

JACK: Glen.Oh, I'm sorry.

Oh, shit.JACK: Glen.

You're okay, right?

JACK: Leave it.

GLEN: He's okay.

He's okay, right?

Let's go.

Let's go.

Glen, leave it.

Glenlivet?

Are you the vodka guy?

Glenlivet.

[BOTH LAUGHING]

What the hell is it with you, huh?

He's in there right now laughing it up with his friends.

So what? What are you going to do?

Kick his ass?

I wouldn't mind it.

Guys like that, that's how they get their attention, okay?

Let's go.

Drop it, come on.

Glen-leave-it.

Who's Glen-leave-it?

Who's Glen-leave-it?

Livet.

Livet.

Who's that?

It's a very good Scotch.

Scotch.

Glenlivet, so cool.

JACK: I can't believe what happened.

HELEN: Never seen Glen that upset before.

JACK: Well, I have.

HELEN: I can't even imagine what that feels like.

I don't know.

He seems okay, though.

You all right, Dad?

Yeah.

Some people, I tell you.

[ALL SCREAMING]

Dad!

GLEN: No! Son of a bitch!

Richie, you go ride with Jack.

Dad, no, calm down!

I mean it. You go now.

Dad, calm down! Just let it go, all right?

I'll be back. Go, now!

Dad!

Dad! Jesus.

Let's go.

Whoo! Go, get him, Cliff!

Come on, he's coming down the road right now.

Whoo!

Whoo!

Whoo!

[REVVING ENGINE]

[ALL SCREAMING]

Okay.

Come on!

Come on.

MAN: Come on.

Come on, let's get going.

Come on!

Come on.

Come on, show me.

Come on!

He's getting closer. Cliff, come on.

Come on! Go get him, Cliff!

Come on!

Get him!

Whoo!

Come on!

Shit!

Oh, yeah.

Oh, shit.

Did you see that?

RED: Oh, my God.

Glen!

Glen!

Dad!

HELEN: Glen!Glen.

I'm okay.

Dad!Are you okay?

Get Richie back.

JACK: Get Rich back.

This car saved my life.Shit.

Try to unbuckle.

Try to unbuckle.

I thrashed my leg. It's crushed, all right.

I'm holding you. Come on. Come on.

Are you okay?

I crushed my legs, Jack.

Can you move?

Ashley, get me the tire jack!

Sure I'm not putting you out or anything, Jack?

Dad!

Hey, Rich.

JACK: Come on.

Oh, man.

[RICHIE SPEAKING INDISTINCTLY]

I'm sorry, boy.

Looked pretty cool, huh, boy?

Oh, Dad.

JACK: Ashley!

Come on, it's all right.

You go over there.

It's all right, I'll be okay.

Dad.

Go on, get back, buddy.

Come on.

Daddy, the car's on fire!

JACK: Put some sand on it!Get me the hell out of here!

JACK: Put some sand on it!

Get me the hell out of here, Jack.

Come on!

Get me the hell out of here!

Come on!

HELEN: Jack!

Daddy, it won't go out!

HELEN: Oh, my God.

Daddy, come out of the car.

I feel the heat, Jack.

[ANGUISHED SHOUTING]

Get Richie back. I don't want him to see me burn.

Get back! Get back!

RICH: No!

No!

No!

Jack, don't leave me. Don't leave me.

[INDISTINCT SHOUTING]

GLEN: Oh, God!

[ANGUISHED SCREAMING]

Where are we going, Jack?

[HELEN MURMURING]

Stop it. Stop it!Honey, it's okay. Richie, it's okay.

Stop the car.

Richie, please.Stop the car.

Stop it.

Stop it now.

It's okay, it's okay.No, no, Dad.

Daddy, no!

HELEN: It's okay. It's okay.

It's okay, honey. It's okay.

Shh.

It's okay.

Helen.

Jack, we have to stop. Stop.

Oh, Christ.

Stay in the car.

Is she...

It's that girl in the diner.

Don't, don't, don't.

Don't move her, don't move her.

Oh, dear God.

She's breathing. She's breathing.

Can you move?

Can you sit up?

Be steady.

He tried to kill me.

Who tried to kill you?

He tried to kill me.

We got to get to the police, we cannot...

[ENGINE REVVING]

Oh, my God.[GIGGLING]

It's them.Bitch!

Let go of me.Jack, come on, let's go.

Go back in the car.

Let go of me.

Oh, my God.

How are you doing?

I'm really sorry about the little charade,

but we were just afraid you wouldn't stop otherwise.

Jeez, we're sorry.

I mean, really wasn't our fault though, you know.

We...

It wasn't our fault.

Jack, get in the car, come on.

I didn't mean to hurt him,

but we were just kind of playing a game.

And well, he miscalculated and just, sort of...

You know, kind of went off that bluff.

Sorry.

Yeah, it's a tragedy.

Jack, come on, get in the car now.

ASHLEY: Daddy.

Dad, get in the car.

Jack, get in the car.

Daddy, get in the car!

You're going to jail.

Can't go to jail.

Jack, no!

No!

No! Jack!

Why in the hell are you doing this to us?

Oh, Christ.

We can't go to jail, right?

We can't go to jail, can't pass Go,

collect 200 like they say, right?

Get him out of here. He's already starting to stink.

HELEN: Jack! Oh, God.

Oh, God.

[MUSIC PLAYING ON CAR STEREO]

God.

Stop.

Stop.

As soon as this is all over,

me and Cliff, we're going to go to Canada,

and I'm going to get a job designing clothes.

Jesus, Red, stewardess,

dancer, veterinarian,

interior designer, dolphin trainer.

Don't you talk to me like that.

You hurt my feelings.

CLIFF: Dida-dida-dum, dida-dida-dum...

Bobby?

Yeah.

365 times 12.9?

4280.5.

Isn't that the damnedest thing?

He can't spell "bird," but he can...

He can add up just about anything.

He's one of them, one of them artistic savants.

Yeah, like them sharks, right?

You just said I'm a shark.

Tell them about them shark.

Come on, tell them the story.

You tell them, Bobby.

Them sharks, they can't stop moving.

They can't stop moving or they die.

Ain't that right?That's right, Bobby.

Ain't that right?

Now, Bobby, don't forget to keep your gun up.

Oh, I'm sorry.

Keep your gun up. Never know what people are going to do.

Yeah. You can't trust nobody, right?

That's right, Bobby.Yeah, can't trust nobody.

That's right.'Cept you.

That's right.

BOBBY: Can't trust nobody.

CLIFF: Dum-dida-dida-dum...

RED: I... I think he's alive.

He is.

Shit, he's alive. You got to kill him.

What are we going to do? You don't get away with this.

People don't get away with this.

Come on, knock it off.

Come on, they don't! This is real life.

This is a living human being.

Shut up.

Just shut up.

They're gonna kill me.

Shut up.

No, no.

Do it.

Do it.

No.

[GROANS]

Come on, just kill him.

Come on, just shoot him.

Come on, kill him.

Shoot him.

Come on,

just pull the trigger, just kill him, just shoot him.

What, are you scared?

Don't look at me!

[TOM WHIMPERING]

How does it feel to kill somebody?

You should know, we both killed him.

No, I didn't kill him.

You killed him.

I had nothing to do with that.

My conscience is clean.

TOM: Why did you put the windshield vipers on?

RED: Because when I was a little girl,

I used to take piano lessons, and so I like the clicking.

TOM: Oh! Why we are sitting here?

We need to get out of here.

RED: You got a plan, Tom, huh?

No, I don't got... I don't have a plan.

We don't need a plan. Let's just get the hell out of here.

Where are we gonna go?I don't know where we're...

Why do we need to go anywhere? Let's just leave here.

RED: No. No, Cliff...

Cliff knows why were here. He knows what he's doing.

Oh, yeah, he knows what he's doing.RED: He knows.

TOM: He knows what he's doing?

We're sitting here and we're rotting.

What are we doing? They're in there, they're rotting.

We're out here and we're rotting.

We're in the middle of nowhere!

Did you see? They're like animals!

BOBBY: Yeah!

Hi.

CLIFF: Hey, honey.

How you doing?

[GROWLS]

TOM: You see, you see?

Don't you realize what we've done?

What?

Hey, man, what's up?

What's up, buttercup, huh?

Hey.

I don't like it here.

I don't like...

What's the matter?

I want to leave.

I want to leave.

CLIFF: Hey, it's okay.

It's gonna be all right.

Got us a plan, don't we?

BOBBY: Yeah.

Tell him.

Come on, listen, Tom, it's a good old plan.

CLIFF: All right, now we...

We crash the Cherokee where the...

Where the Mustang is.BOBBY: Yeah.

BOBBY: Crash the Cherokee to the Mustang,

'60... '65 Mustang.

And then we... We put the family inside, we set it on fire, and...

And that's it. It just looks like a big accident.

Yeah, it looks like an accident.

CLIFF: I mean it happens all the time, right?

It happens all the time, it does.

What if somebody already saw the Mustang?

What if somebody already saw it, then it's crashed?

Negative, negative, negative, right?

You always got to be negative, don't you, huh?

That's just a chance we're gonna have to take.

Now, we got to get the father

and then we...RED: Um...

What?

Tom shot him.

CLIFF: He did what?

Tom shot him.

What do you mean, "Tom shot him"?

Red told me to.

RED: No...

I mean, what were we supposed to do?

You know, he was alive.

Well, you bash his head in.

God, you don't shoot him.

They're gonna find the goddamn bullet.

Oh, shit.

He shot him.

Now where did you shoot him?

Uh...

Right there.

Right there?

BOBBY: Uh-oh.

Well...

You're going to have to cut his head off now.

Jesus Christ, I can't cut a man's head off

and then burn his family.

Why not? I mean, you already killed him once.

Why don't you just kill him again?

Yeah, that's right. You did kill him once already, Tom.

I mean, don't make such a big deal out of it.RED: Yeah.

What, you got a better plan?

[CLIFF GIGGLING]

Got a better plan, Tom?

All right, 3:00 or 4:00 in the morning,

when the road's clear,

we take care of business, all right?

Yeah.

Now look, don't worry.

By sunrise they'll all be gone,

and we'll be on our way.

Right, Bobby?

Everything will be hunky-dory, won't it?

Hunky-dory.

42,000 times 18?

423,000.

[BOTH LAUGHING]

Oh, you are a genius.

That boy is a goddamn genius.

Excuse me, I got to use your phone.

Oh, it's for business use only.

I'm going to use the phone.

You can't. Sunny?

Mom, what's going on?

I need to use the phone.Sunny.

Come on!

This man is being rude to me.

Okay, okay.

You can just turn around and walk on out of here.

You heard me.

What are you going to do, shoot me?

Huh? What are you going to do? Shoot me?

Now you grab the phone and you call the police.

You heard the man, Sunny.

Do it.Come on!

MAN: What'd the guy look like?

Brown hair, long.

How old?

I don't know, 25, 30.

He was with two other guys and a girl,

red-haired girl.

Were they driving an old Eldorado?

Yeah.

Shit.

What?

Who are you calling?Hospital.

Somebody better take a look at you.

Come on, I'm fine.

I mean, forget the hospital.

Come on!

Let's go, let's do something.

I'm going with you.

I told you to calm down.

I'm okay.

Let me get those cuffs off.

Move your hands over here.

What are you doing? What are you doing?

HODES: [ON RADIO] Wilcox, this is Hodes.

I want you to get down to the station right away.

There's a man handcuffed to the wall, watch him.

Really want to get out of those cuffs?

What you do is,

grab your hand,

and twist until you hear a crack.

Slides right through.

The only problem is,

fuck up your golf game.

Used to shoot in the low 80s.

Now...

Fuck if I break 100.

Look, I got a plan

that will get us both out of this place.

We got to work together.

Yeah, I'm going to trust you.

You know, what they got me for?

Shoplifting.

You're real funny.

Okay, truth,

I thumb in from Atchison, Kansas, to see my brother.

I haven't seen the boy for 17 years.

Sheriff doesn't think it's too good an idea,

because last time we were together,

caused a bit of a problem.

So here I am

till I decide to leave town.

You know this guy has got your family?

He's an old enemy of mine.

Let me tell you about him.

Crazy son of a bitch,

killed his own mother when he was nine years old.

Shut up.

I swear to God, I'm telling you the truth.

You think this guy is going to hesitate killing your family

when he blew away his own mother?

Now, I know where this guy hangs out.

You get me out, I'll get you to him.

So what do you say?

Partners?

Oh, my God.

Shh...

Oh, God.

I started this whole thing.

All of this is my fault.

Oh, honey, it is not your fault.

How could this possibly be your fault?

Yes, it is.

I think I was gonna do something with them.

Honey, do you really think

that's why this is happening?

Yes, I know it.

That is not why this is happening.

Richie.

Richie, honey, talk to me.

Please talk to me, honey.

He's wrong.

He's wrong!

He's wrong.

What are you jabbering about?

Go ahead, ask him.

Ask him what?

[STAMMERS] Ask him one of those mathematical problems.

Mathematical what?

Why?

Just ask him.

Bobby?Yeah.

What's 3,511 times 46?

153,406.

You're wrong.

He's wrong.

He's been wrong this whole time.

42 times point-five.

You see how this whole thing is wrong?

What are you mumbling about?

Look, you idiot, it's wrong!

He's wrong.

He's just messing with you, Bobby.

What?

Is he?

No, I'm not messing with him.

I'm not messing with him.

See, look, if you just check it out right here.

Got to go to the bathroom.

I don't give a shit, I'll do it here.

All right, all right. Hold on.

Hey, hey.

Back off.Take it easy. Okay?

Take it easy. Okay?

Don't point that goddamn thing at me.

Sheriff talked about...Yeah, an old farm road.

I know where it is, let's go.

That's where we're going?

That's where we're going.

Goddamn. Now these aren't the keys.

They must be in his pocket, go get them.

Shit.

[GROANS]

WILCOX: [ON RADIO] Hodes, Wilcox.

They're gone, both of 'em.

Goddamn peeping Tom.

Goddamn!

Come on.

[HODES GROANING]

Why?

Open wide, Clyde. Come on.

[HODES GAGGING]

HODES: Why?

Who in heaven knows?

Cliff?

What?

I think you made your point.

What?

Maybe now just...

Now just what?

You were gonna say something. Now just what?

I think he's had enough.

I mean, if you're going to kill him...

Why don't you just kill him?If I'm... if I'm...

If I'm gonna kill him, just kill him?

Yeah.

Why is Hodes here, Tom, huh?

Is the father dead, Tom, huh?

Did you kill him?

I... I saw him kill him.

I saw him.

CLIFF: You were there?

No, but I was in the car,

but he kill...

Oh, you were in the car?

But, see, I killed him.But you killed him?

Yeah, I put a bullet in his ear, and he's dead.

Put a bullet in his ear?

Well, Tom?

Christ, Cliff, come on, man, 'cause I did it.

I swear to God, I did it.

You did it, didn't ya?

Just like that, right? Yeah.

Tell me about it. What was it...

No, it was like that, I just saw the light go

right out in his eyes.

Right out?

Just like that.

TOM: I saw the light go out in his eyes.

You just watched the light go out, right?

Yeah! Ha-ha!

CLIFF: Just... Just...

Well, it didn't even bother you, did it?

No.

You know, that's good, because...

Why don't you just shoot him again, huh?

Why don't you just watch that light going out again, huh?

Here you go.

Okay, Tom, now come on.

Go on, Tom, there's your chance,

watch the lights go out.

Please. Please.CLIFF: Come on.

Please, Tom, he's begging you!

Now is your chance,

watch that old light go out from the first time.

Come on, Tom.

You pussy.

You keep your eyes wide open.

I want to see that light go out.

You're going to want to watch that head explode.

[GUN FIRES][SCREAMING]

Whoo, doggies!

Oh, that was easy, wasn't it?

Daddy, there's a bad guy at the door.

WOMAN: What is it?

God. Honey.

Hey, what's the matter? What's the matter?

Get back, back, back, back, back.

Cool it, man, cool it, man. We ain't got any money, man.

I need the keys. Give me the keys!

Yeah, yeah, yeah. Be cool.

Here.

You're pathetic.

You set around all day, you got no dreams.

Cliff.

I have dreams. I do have dreams.

You do?

[STAMMERS] Like what, running off with Red,

because that ain't gonna happen.

Stop it, Cliff.

She don't even like you. She don't give a shit about you.

As a matter of fact, and actually,

especially, since I told her about Tony down at the diner.

Stop it, Cliff.

I told her that you couldn't get a thingy with her.

Why was that anyway?

I mean, why couldn't you get a whammy there, huh?

I'll tell you why.

The reason why is because you're not a man.

You're a scared little boy with a bald head and hush puppies.

I said stop it.

Sometimes you really get on my nerves!

Come on, give it to me!

Give it to me!

Hit me again!Come on, you guys.

Come on, hit me again!

Come on, Tom!

Come on, hit me again.

Stop it.

I deserve it.

BOBBY: Stop it, no more.

I deserve it.

Come on, come on, Tom.

I'm sorry. I just...

I'm stressed out. I had a...

I had a tough day.

Look, I don't want to lose you guys,

I really don't.

I love ya. And...

And I'm sorry for whatever I might have done.

Tom,

Come here. Come here, Tom.

It's all right.

It's okay.

[TOM WEEPING]

Hey, just let it on out, it's all right.

You're okay, every family has their problems.

TOM: I need some tissue.

You do. Yeah.

You dripped all over me.

You okay?

Why don't you get yourself a tissue?

All right.

You got little snot bubbles in here.

Everything is going to be all right.

TOM: I'll be right back.

All right, don't you worry now.

It'll be all right.

[BOBBY SCREAMS]

BOBBY: No!

No.

Tom.

Shh. Listen.

Tom.

Shh.

Red?

RED: Tom.

Red?

Something's wrong with Red.

No.

Red?

Tom.

Who's going to help Red?

No, you hit him too hard this time.

Why?

Red.

Red.

Tom.

[RED CRYING]

[WATER SLOSHING]

You all right?

I'm sorry.

I was just so jealous, it's awful.

I, uh... I love you, Red.

You mean everything in the world to me

and I want you to take you to Canada

and I want to have babies with you

and I want to have a life with you.

I do.

God, I love you.

You know how much I love you, Red?

Do you?

You know how much I love you?

Honey, honey, come here.

Honey... Oh.

Damn.

OFFICER: [ON RADIO] Hodes.

Wilcox.

I'm calling out an all-points bulletin

at the highway patrol

and I'm sending a backup unit to the old farm road.

Over.

CLIFF: Baa!

Little lambs.

Come on.HELEN: You're not taking her.

You're not taking her.ASHLEY: No.

Come one, give me your hand.Is this fun for you?

Look...

You want to play with us like animals,

have the guts to take me.

No, no, no!

Oh, God.

Thank you very much, but I kind of like mine a little younger and tighter.

Could you please get back out of the way

before I put your brains all over that wall?

Come on, honey.

Bye-bye.

You perverted motherfucker!

You lay one hand on her,

one hand, I swear to God I'll kill you.

Let's go.

Crazy loudmouth bitch is beginning to bug me.

Well, come on.

What are we going to do, Cliff?

We got to get out of here.

I don't want to be here anymore.

You just go out and wait in the car for me, all right?

I got a little business to tend to.

No, Cliff, we got to leave.

I said, just go out and wait in the car!

Can you get that through that thick, stupid brain of yours?

You don't have to yell.

You don't have to yell at me.

Turn around.

What?

Turn around. Let me take a look at you.

Hold it right there.

Let's get comfortable.

Go on, sit down.

Why don't you sit on back down?

You're so beautiful.

Truly beautiful.

I'll tell you what I want,

but you got to promise not to laugh, okay?

Promise?Okay.

I just want a kiss,

a simple, honest to goodness kiss.

Just like if I was your boyfriend

and I left and I came back,

and you really wanted to kiss me,

that kind of kiss, you know?

That's it, and if you do that, you can go free.

That's it?

That's all.

Swear to God?

Well, look if I was gonna... If I was gonna kill you,

I'd have, you know, put the pistol in your mouth

and pulled the trigger.

I'd have done that a long time ago. What?

What'd you...

Shh.

It's okay, it's all right.

You got a chance to save your family here.

Now there's no reason they should die

just because you're a prude.

See what I mean?

All I want is just... Just a kiss,

just a... One little kiss.

What do you say?

That gun makes me nervous.

This little gun?Yeah.

Well, then, we're just gonna take care of that, ain't we?

See that?

It's empty.Okay.

[BULLETS CLATTER]

So...

There was only one man in this world

that found you even remotely attractive,

and I just killed him.

[FLOORBOARDS CREAKING]

We're breaking up.

It, uh...

Happens all the time.

[FOOTSTEPS IN DISTANCE]

[MUSIC PLAYING ON RADIO]

♪ Pretty blue jean baby

♪ With your big blue eyes

♪ I know you're only an angel

♪ Living in disguise

♪ Living in disguise

♪ Pretty blue jean baby

♪ Just to hold your hand

♪ Leaves the feeling inside me

♪ That you'll understand

♪ That you'll understand

♪ Then we walk together

You like that? You like that, huh?

♪ Down lover's lane

♪ With a promise forever

You're such a good little girl, ain't you?

♪ We'll always be the same

♪ Pretty blue jean lady

♪ I want the world to know

Come here.

♪ Heaven sent me an angel

♪ And I love you so

[GRUNTS]

♪ And I love you so ♪

[MUSIC STOPS]

I want you to want me!

[ENGINE STARTS]

Where you going?

Where you going now, Elizabeth?

You will do it.

Put the gun down.

Put the gun down!

Daddy, just shoot him, it's empty.

Put it down!You drop yours first!

Put the gun down, now.

Give me the gun, give me the gun.

Come on.

Who are you?

You stay where you are.

Don't move.

Good to see you, Cliffy.

You remember me?

Hauser?

Yeah.

Yeah... Yeah, I sure do.

So how you been?

All right. How you been?

Well, not bad.

I've been having a little problem with these folks.

I can see that.

CLIFF: Yeah.

Beginning to really get on my nerves,

but don't you worry,

I'm going to take care of that right about now.

Oh, God.

Put the gun down, Cliffy.

Ain't going to be no more killing.

Why?

Because I said so, that's why.

[SCOFFS]

Well, I was doing just fine till you came along, so...

Shut up.

Put the gun down, Cliffy.

Do you hear me, boy?

I told you to do something. Now, do it.

Cliffy, put the gun down.

You're lucky I like you.

Who, me?

No. Him.

Oh.

I love you.

You're my little brother.

Come over here and give me a hug.

I haven't seen you for a while.

Get your ass over here.

[MOUTHING]

You sure have grown.

Yeah, a little bit.

Love a reunion!

Oh, my God.

Oh, my God, Jack.

[MUSIC BOX PLAYS LULLABY]

Look, Cliff, I stayed in the car like you said.

Where's Red?Everybody's gone.

CLIFF: Somebody's coming.

Get in the car.

We're not going to fight no more, right, Cliff?

CLIFF: Get in the car!

[SIREN APPROACHES]Bobby, get down!

We're not going to fight no more!Get down!

Get down! Bobby!

Get down!

Bobby!Put your hands up in the air!

Put your hands up in the air.

Bobby! Bobby!

Bobby!

Bobby!

Bobby?

I'm okay.Oh, no.

Guy just missed me, Cliff.

He's fine. Shit!

Let's get the fuck out of here!

Stupid piece of shit.

Goddamn jail bait.

[POUNDING ON DOOR]

Let's go.

Wait here.

This is Jack LaRoland.

This is an emergency. Does anybody read me?

Honey,

what's your name?

You know my name.

Monday's child is full... Full of grace.

Tuesday's child is fair of face.

Wednesday's child is full... Full of woe.

...child is full of grace.

Saturday's child...

[SIRENS BLARING]

But the child that's born on the Sabbath day

is... Is faithful and happy.

Monday's child is full of... Is full of grace.

Get out of the vehicle with your hands up!

Get out of the vehicle with your hands up, now!

Hold it.

Don't go.Freeze.

Put your hands up and turn around.

Turn around with your hands up, now!

Turn around!

Gun!

Shit.

Bobby!

264,000 times 342?

Bobby!

I think we got to talk about Mama.

HAUSER: This ain't the time or place, Cliffy.

Dude, you messed me up.

You messed me up real good.

Shut up, Cliff.

And I just keep on thinking about her,

and it just keeps going through my head over and over.

I don't want to talk about it anymore.

I do want to talk about it, all right?

Look, it happened, it's over.

I've been thinking about it for years.

And, I mean, we were young,

but I remember just about everything that happened.

And, you know, I just can't for the life of me

remember shooting her, now.

HAUSER: I don't want to talk about her anymore.

And I do!

Just forget it, man.

Now, I was in the bathtub.

Now in the hell did I shoot her?

Forget it, it's over.

It wasn't me, was it?

Was it?

[TIRES SCREECHING]

You answer me.

Don't give me that shit, man.

You knew. You knew.

How did you...

Why did you let them think that I shot her?

I was protecting you.

I couldn't watch her touch you anymore.

I killed her for you.

I covered you, you covered me, that was the game, remember?

Remember?

The game?

The game.

[BOTH LAUGHING]

[GUNSHOT]

[SIREN BLARING]

Dad, no!

[INAUDIBLE]

ASHLEY: Daddy! Daddy!

CLIFF: You got a radio? I need a radio.

Daddy!

What do you think?

I'll put it right through his left eye.

Shit.

JACK: [ON RADIO] This is Jack LaRoland.

I repeat, Jack LaRoland.

The guy in the car has got my daughter.

He wants a radio, give him a radio now!

Easy... Easy, Cortez.

Just hand it to him and get out of there.

CLIFF: Turn around.

Just keep your distance.

Hand me that radio.

Thank you very much.

Hey, what's your name?

Cortez.

You think they're taking me seriously?

You got yourself a wife and kids?

No, I don't.

Well, that's good. Then no one will miss you too much.

[GUNSHOT][ASHLEY SCREAMS]

No!

God!

CLIFF: [ON RADIO] This is the bad guy. Do you read me?

This is the bad guy, does anybody read me?

Yeah.

Yeah, we read you.

Well, I'd like a lifetime supply of Oreo cookies,

the kind with all the good stuff in the middle.

What the fuck is he talking about?

You want anything, honey?

Oh, oh, yeah? Oh.

And my hostage,

well, she'd like to go on Space Mountain,

only she doesn't want to wait in line.

Now, besides that,

we'd kind of like the roadblock cleared,

that way nobody else will have to die. Okay?

Huh? You got that?

Now you got 30 seconds to clear that road bloc

or I'm going to drive right up your butts.

Clear the roadblock!

Ain't that sweet, Jack?

So good to hear your voice.

Hey, Jack, you know much about electronics?

It takes two wires to make something like,

say, a light bulb work, right?

Takes a positive wire and a negative wire.

Well, I'm that negative wire, Jack, you see?

I help power that light bulb.

I help bring light into the world.

I'm needed.

[ENGINE STARTS]

Fuck!

Come on, go! Move!

He's coming fast!

Come on, move, move, move!

[TRAIN WHISTLE BLOWS]

Hey, get your little ass back here!

Daddy! Oh, my God.

Get to the side.

[INDISTINCT SHOUTING]

ASHLEY: Oh, my God.

Oh, my God.

Oh, my God!

Stop it!

No, stop it!

Yes, Daddy, get him! Kill him!

[SHOUTING INDISTINCTLY]

Just kill him!

Daddy?

JACK: Move the car.

[ENGINE STARTS]

[SHOUTING]

You pussy!

Come on, you pussy, finish it off.

You pussy.

Pussy?

I don't think so.

[BELLS DINGING]

[TRAIN HORN BLARING]Fuck.

Fuck!

[SCREAMING]