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Dad, could you pull over?

- Why? - I need some air.

Oh, Ashley, if it bothers you,

you should've told me. I would've 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 think it's possible. - Well, it seems like it.

Come on, guys. I mean, open the window..

I got 58,000, dad.

Fif... - 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.

- Aren't your thumbs gettin' tired, rich? - No.

Huh?

Oh my God, Cindy Crawford!

Oh my God! Uhh!

I got 59,000, dad..

Whoo.

I'm getting hungry. Are you hungry?

Little bit.

- Hey! - Ahh!

We're hungry. Let's mange! Mange!

- 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? - Too far.

Whoa! Oh!

Whoa! Fire in the hole! Fire in the hole!

How many times is this? Get a reliable car!

- This is a reliable car! I like this car. - It's not a reliable car.

- Get a new car. - Come to me for a loan.

I'll fix you up with a new car.

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

Don't give me that teacher's poor salary stuff. .

C'mon, you've got money saved, I know.

I've got money saved for a house...

- hey. - Hey.

Look at this flower.

Looks more like a weed to me.

No, it's a flower.

It's lost.

Should I pick it?

Well, it's gonna get run over eventually.

You might as well.

No...

I'm gonna leave it.

Richie!

Oh, God!

You son of a bitch!

You son of a bitch.

- Are you okay? - Yeah. .

I can hardly hear you.

Yeah, okay. I love you too, baby.

No, Richie's fine. Yeah, he'll... he's havin' a blast.

See ya in San Diego.

Bye-bye.

Howdy.

Those chickens for layin'?

Once you buy one, you can do whatever you want with it.

- Okay. Hallie says hi. - Oh, good.

Mom says she closes her deal by Wednesday,

- she's on a plane to San Diego! - Cool!

- Yeah! - Yes!

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

So you did.

What's up with "ash-Leigh"?

I don't know.

She wants to go back to Wisconsin.

Tell-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?

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.

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

- You don't know her. - I know her.

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

What are you talking about, she needs space?

Maybe you should handle it.

- Maybe I should, Jack. - Maybe you two should knock it off.

- Yeah, C'mon. - Ashley...

where are you going?

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

Know what you're getting, pal?

I'm getting sick of listening to them.

- That's good here. - Yeah.

Um...

sorry. I'll go.

Well, don't leave.

Are you sure?

Sure as the sun's shining.

Okay.

Sure is hot out there, ain't it?

Yeah.

Yep.

Yes, sir.

You just drivin' through?

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

Oh. Are you vacationing?

- Yeah. - Mmm.

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...

you 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.

Really?

I wasn't 18 till I was 20.

Well, it'd just...

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?

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

Ow.

God...

How's the burger?

It's fan... just fantastically terrible.

.

Richie...

look. Look.

Oh, thank you.

We'll go to the next station, we'll get a new hose,

- and put it together. - Mm-hmm.

That thing's only good for like 20 Miles.

- Okay. - All right?

You guys...

isn't that the car from earlier? Richie, is that the car?

- Yeah yeah. - Yeah.

That's them.

I'm just gonna talk to 'em.

Glen. Glen.

- No, I'm just gonna talk to him. - Glen...

is that your car?

No, I don't drive, sorry.

You mean the El dorado?

Yeah.

It's mine. Why, you lookin' 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'll 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.

You son of a bitch.

Well, 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.

Well, I mean...

see there? Now he's mad at me and I didn't even do anything.

- 'cause of you. - Me?

Yeah, 'cause of you. Well, listen, you have every right to be angry.

I know I have every right to be angry.

You nearly killed my son out on the road today.

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

- Oh, yeah, he's fine. - All right then..

- Glen... - Oh, I'm sorry.

- Oh, shit. - Glen...

- No, you're okay, right? - Glen!

- Right? He's okay. - Leave it.

- You're okay, right? - Let's go.

Let's go. Glen, leave it!

Glen leave it?

Are you the vodka guy?

Glen leave it.

What the hell is it with you, huh?

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

So what? What are you gonna 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 very good scotch.

Scotch.

Glenlivet.

It's so cool..

I can't believe what happened.

I've never seen Glen that upset before.

Well, I have.

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'll tell ya.

- Get it out! - Watch out for the rocks!

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. You go! Now!

Dad!

.

- Jesus. - Dad!

Let's go!

We got to take him on!

Whoo! You go get him, cliff!

Come on, he's comin' down the road right now!

- Come on, baby! - Whoo! Whoo! Whoo!

He's comin' now. Let's get that motherfucker! Come on, baby!

I get it. Come on!

Come on!

- Come on! - Come on!

- Come on, let's get going! - Get that mother.

Come on!

Come on.

Come on, it's your move.

Come on!

He's gettin' closer, cliff! Come on!

Come on, look at him. Look at him.

Come on! You get him, cliff!

Come on!

Let's get him, motherfucker!

- Whoo! - Come on!

Shit!

Oh my...

oh, shit.

You see that?

Oh my God.

Glen! Glen!

Dad!

- Glen! - Glen...

I'm okay.

- Are you okay? - Dad! .

- Glen... - get rich back.

Get rich back!

- This car saved my life. - Shit!

Try to unbuckle. Try to unbuckle!

I thrashed my leg. It's crushed.

I'm holding you. Come on.

Are you okay?

- I crushed my legs. -

can you move?

Ashley, get me the tire Jack!

Sure I'm not puttin' you out or anything?

Dad!

- I'm right here. - Hey, Richie.

Come on!

Oh, man.

Dad, don't talk. You didn't do anything. I'm sorry, boy.

- I looked pretty cool, huh, boy? - Aw, dad.

Ashley!

I'm all right. You go over there.

- No! - It's all right. I'll be okay.

Dad!

- Thanks. - Come on!

Daddy, the car's on fire!

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!

- Jack, I feel the fire! - Come on!

- Get me the hell out of here! - Come on!

Dad! Daddy!

- It won't go out! - Oh, God!

I feel the heat, Jack.

Glen, Glen, Glen!

Don't burn for me, please.

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

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

No! No!

No!

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

No! No!

I'm on fire, Jack!

I'm done! .

Jack, no!

Daddy!

Oh, God, I'm burning!

Where are we going, Jack?

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

- Richie, it's all right. - Stop! Stop the car..

- Richie, please. - Stop the car. Stop it!

- Stop it now! No! - It's okay. Richie, it's okay.

- It's okay, Richie. - No, dad!

- It's okay. - Daddy, no!

- It's okay. It's okay. - No! Dad!

- It's okay, honey. It's okay. - Dad!

- Sweetie. Sweetie. - No, daddy.

- Daddy. - Shh-hhh.

It's okay.

Helen.

Jack, we have to stop. Stop.

Oh, Christ!

Stay in the car.

Is she...?

That'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?

- We've got to... - he... he tried to kill me.

- Who tried to kill you? - He tried to kill me.

We got to get to the police. We cannot be...

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're you doin'?

I'm really sorry about the little charade, but...

well, we were just afraid you wouldn't stop otherwise.

Ah, jeez, we're sorry.

I mean, it really wasn't our fault though.

- you know, we... - Wasn't our fault.

Jack, get in the car. Come on.

Didn't mean to... 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, and...

sorry.

Yeah, it's a tragedy.

He said he's sorry.

Jack, come on, get in the car now.

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, no.

Jack, no!

No!

No! Jack!

Why the hell are you doing this to us?!

Oh, Christ!

Can't go to jail, right?

Can't go to jail, can't pass go,

collect 200 like they said, right?

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

Jack! Oh, God!

Oh, God!

♪ I just tossed a fifth of gin ♪

♪ and now I'm going to dizz knee land... ♪

God.

♪ I just got cuffed again ♪

♪ I'm going to dizz knee land... ♪ - Stop.

- stop. -

♪ shot my gun into the night ♪

♪ I'm going to dizz knee land... ♪

as soon as this is all over,

me and cliff, we're gonna go to Canada,

and I'm gonna get a job designing clothes.

Jesus, red...

stewardess, dancer,

veterinarian, interior designer,

dolphin trainer.

Don't you talk to me like that.

It hurt my feelings.

Dum-Lee-LA, dum-Lee-LA, dum-Lee-LA...

Bobby!

Yeah. Yeah?

365 times 12.9!

4,218.5.

Ain't that the damndest 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 said I'm a shark.

Tell 'em about them sharks..

C'mon, tell 'em the story.

You tell 'em, Bobby.

Them sharks, they can't stop movin'.

They can't stop movin' or they die.

- Isn't that right? - That's right, Bobby.

Is that right?

Now, Bobby, don't forget to keep your gun up. - Oh, I'm sorry.

Keep the gun up. You never know what people are gonna do.

Yeah. You can't trust nobody, right?

- That's right, Bobby. - I can't trust nobody.

- that's right. - Except you, my buddy.

That's right.

Can't trust nobody.

Dum-Lee-LA, dum-Lee-LA, dum-Lee-LA...

I... I think he's alive.

He is. Shit, he's alive.

You got... you gotta kill him.

What are we gonna 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. - All right.

Just shut up!

- We gotta tell him that... - shut up.

No. No.

Do it.

Do it!

No...

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!

How does it feel to kill somebody?

You should know. We both killed him.

No, I-i didn't kill him. You killed him.

I-i had nothin' to do with that.

My conscience is clean.

- Why'd you put the windshield wipers on? - -

'Cause when I was a little girl I used to take piano lessons,

and so I liked the clicking.

Oh, why are we sittin' here?

We need to get outta here.

You gotta plan, Tom, huh?

No, I don't got a plan.

I don't have a plan. We don't need a plan.

Let's just get the hell outta here!

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

why do we need to go anywhere? Let's just leave here!

No. No, cliff knows why we're here.

- he knows what he's doing. - Oh, yeah, he knows what he's doing.

He knows.

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!

Don't you see they're like animals? Yeah! .

- Whoo! - Hi.

Hey, honey.

How you doin'?

You see, you see,

don't you realize what we've done?!

What?

Hey, man, what's up?

- Hey... - 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.

Hey, it's okay.

It's gonna be all right.

- Got us a plan, don't we? - Ow.

Yeah. Tell him.

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

All right. Now, we...

we crash the...

the cherokee where the mustang is.

Yeah, 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's like an accident.

I mean, it happens all the time, right?

It happens all the time... right?

What if somebody already saw the mustang?

What if somebody already saw it?

- Then it's crashed... - negative negative negative!

Right, you always gotta be negative, don't you? Huh?

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

Now we gotta get the father... Um...

...and then we... what?

- Tom shot him. - He did what?

- Tom shot him. - What do you mean, Tom shot him?

- Red told me to. - No, I... what...

I mean, what were we supposed to do, you know?

- He was... he was alive. - Well, you bash his head in!

God, you don't shoot him!

They're gonna find a goddamn bullet.

- Oh, shit. Oh, shit. - He shot him.

Well, where'd you shoot him?

Uh... right there.

Right there?

Uh-oh.

Well...

you're gonna 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.

Don't make such a big deal out of it.

I mean, what, you got a better plan?

Got a better plan, Tom?

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

when the road's clear, we...

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'll be hunky-dory, won't it?

Hunky-dory.

42,000 times 18.

423,000.

Oh, you are a genius.

That boy's a goddamn genius.

Excuse me. I gotta use your phone.

Oh, it's for business use only.

I'm gonna use the phone.

You can't... Sonny!

Mom, what's going on?

- I need to use the phone! - Sonny!

- 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 gonna do, shoot me?

Huh? What are you gonna do, shoot me?!

Ma'am, you grab this phone

and you call the police.

You heard the man, Sonny.

Come on!

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...

a red-haired girl.

Were they driving an old El dorado?

Yeah.

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'm going. - I told you to calm down.

I'm okay.

Let me get those cuffs off you.

Gotta move your hands over here.

What are you doing?! What are you doing?!

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.

You 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.

Only problem is...

you fuck up your golf game..

I used to shoot in the low 80s.

Now...

I'm lucky if I break 100..

I got a plan that'll get us both out of this place.

We gotta work together.

Yeah? I'm gonna trust you.

You know what they got me for?

Shoplifting.

You're real funny.

Okay, the truth:.

I thumbed in from atchison, Kansas, to see my brother..

I haven't seen the boy for 17 years.

The sheriff doesn't think it's too good an idea,

'cause the last time we were together...

we caused a bit of a problem.

So here I am.

Till I decide to leave town.

You know this guy who's 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's gonna hesitate

killin' 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?

Because it is.

I let him think I was gonna do something with him.

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?

Ask-ask him one of those...

ma-mathmatical problems.

Ma-mathmatical what? Why?

Just 'cause... 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 .5.

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 messin' with you, Bobby. - What?

What's that?

No, I'm not messin' with him.

I'm not messin' with him. See, look, if you just check it out right here...

I gotta go to the bathroom..

I don't care, I'll do it here.

All right, all right, hold on.

- Hey hey hey, back off! - Take it easy, okay?

Take it easy, okay?

Don't point that goddamn thing at me.

The sheriff talked about an abandoned old farm road. - Yeah, I know where it is.

Let's go. That's where we're going?

That's where we're going.

Oh, damn. No, these aren't the keys.

They must be in his pocket. Go get 'em.

Son of a bitch!

Hodes, wilcox.

They're gone.

Both of 'em.

Goddamn peepin' Tom!

- Go on, get out! -

Come on.

Why?

Open wide, Clyde. Come on.

- Why? - Who in the heaven knows?

- Cliff. - What?

I think you made your point.

What?

Maybe now just...

now just what?

You were gonna say somethin'. Now just what?!

I think he's had enough. I mean, if you're gonna kill him, why don't...

oh, if I'm gonna... if I'm gonna...

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?

Um, I saw him kill him..

- I-i saw him. - You were... you were there?

No, but... I was in the car,

but he-he-he killed... he...

- 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.

You put a bullet in his ear?

Well, Tom?

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

- I swear to God I did it, yeah. - 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.

Just... Right outta...

just like that. I saw the light go out in his eyes.

You just watched the light go out, right?

- Yeah! -

just... just...

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

- No. - Well, that's good, 'cause...

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

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

There you go.

Okay, Tom, now come on.

Go on, Tom, there's your chance! Watch the lights go out!

- Wait... please... - Come on.

P-p-please, Tom. He's beggin' ya!

Now's your chance to watch that old light

go out for the first time!

- come on, Tom. -

you pussy!

You keep your eyes wide open.

You're gonna want to see that light go out.

You're gonna want to watch that head explode.

Whoo, doggies!

Oh, that was easy, wasn't it?

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

What is it... God, honey!

What's the matter? Get back, get back, get 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 sit around all day, you got no dreams.

- Cliff. - I-i have dreams.

I do have dreams.

You do?

Li-li-like what, runnin' off with red?

'Cause, well, 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 fa...

and actually... especially since I told her

about Toni 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!

Ah! Oh!

My ear! Go ahead,

give it to me!

- Give it to me! - Ahh!

- No, come on, you guys. - Hit me again!

Come on, hit me again!

- Come on, Tom! -

- come on, hit me again. - Stop it!

I deserve it.

Stop it, no more.

But 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.

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

You'll be okay.

Every family has their problems.

I need some tissue.

You do, yeah.

Drip all over me.

You okay?

Yeah.

Why don't you get yourself a tissue?

All right.

You got little snot bubbles there.

Everything's gonna...

be all right.

I'll be right there.

All right, don't you worry now.

- It's gonna be all right. - All right.

Oh! Ow!

- Tom! - No-oo!

- Tom! - Shh!

Listen.

Tom!

Shh.

- Red? - Tom!

Red? Something's wrong with red.

- No. -

- red? - Tom.

Who's gonna help red?

Oh... no.

You hit him too hard this time.

Why?

Red!

Red!

Tom!

Hi.

I'm sorry..

I was just a little jealous, that's all..

I... I love you, red.

You mean everything in the world to me

and I want 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?

Red... red.

Honey, honey,

look here, honey.

Damn.

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. - Shit.

Over.

Little lambs.

- Come on. - You're not taking her.

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

Look, uh...

look, you want to play with us like animals, have the guts to take me.

- Have the guts! - No no, I'll go!

Thank you very much, but I kinda like mine 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!

Come on, let's go.

That crazy loud-mouthed bitch is beginning to bug me.

- Well, come on. -

what are we gonna do, cliff?

We gotta get outta here. I don't want to be here anymore.

You just go out and you wait in the car

for me, all right? I got a little business to attend to.

No, but, cliff, we gotta 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, huh?

Go and sit down.

Why don't you sit on back there?

You're so beautiful.

You're truly beautiful.

I'll tell you what I want, but you gotta promise not to laugh, 'kay?

- Promise? - Okay..

I just want a kiss.

A simple honest-to-goodness kiss,

just like if I was your boyfriend, and I...

and I left for a while 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.

You swear to God?

Well, look, if I was gonna...

if I was gonna kill you, I'd'a...

put the pistol in your mouth and pulled the tri...

I'd'a done it a long time ago. What?

What is this?

Shh.

It's okay.

It's all right.

Hey, you got a chance to save your family here.

You know, 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...

just one little kiss.

- What do you say? - That gun makes me nervous.

- This little gun? - Yeah.

Rid of that.

Just gonna have to take care of that, ain't we?

See that?

- It's empty. - Okay.

So...

there was only one man in this world

that found you even remotely attractive and I just killed him!

Oh, God.

We're breakin' up.

It's... you know,

it happens all the time.

♪ Pretty blue Jean baby... ♪ - Mmm.

♪ With your big blue eyes ♪

♪ I know you're only an angel ♪

♪ Livin' in disguise ♪

♪ Pretty blue Jean baby... ♪

- mmm. -

♪ leaves the feeling inside me ♪

♪ that you understand ♪

- ♪ and we walk together... ♪ - you like that?

You like that?

♪ Down lover's Lane ♪

♪ with the promise of forever... ♪ - Oh, God.

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

♪ Pretty blue Jean baby ♪

♪ I want the world to know... ♪

come here.

♪ Heaven sent me an angel ♪

- ♪ And I love you so... ♪ -

♪ and I love you so... ♪

- I want you to want me! -

where are you going?

Where you going, Mary Elizabeth?

You really blew it.

Put the gun down.

Put the gun down!

Daddy, just shoot him! It's empty!

- Put it down! - You drop your gun!

Put the gun down... now.

Give me the gun.

- Give me the gun. - Come on.

Who are you?

- Oh, God. - 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...

I've been havin' a little problems with these folks.

- I can see that. - Yeah, they can really get on my nerves.

But...

well, don't you worry, I'm gonna take care of that right about now.

Oh, God.

Put the gun down, cliffy.

- There ain't gonna be no more killin'. - What?

- Why? - Because I said so, that's why.

Oh... well, I was doin' just fine till you came along, so...

shut up.

Put the gun down, cliffy.

Did 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 see you for a while.

- No. - Get your ass over here!

Well, you sure have grown.

Yeah, a little bit.

Love a reunion.

Oh my God! Oh my God, Jack!

Well, cliff, I stayed in the car like you said.

- Where's red? - Everybody's gone.

- Somebody's comin'. - Get in the car.

We're not gonna fight no more, right? Get in the car!

Get down and get in the car!

Bobby, get down!

We're not gonna fight no more.

- No! - Get down! Get down! .

- Bobby! Bobby! - Get down!

Put your hands up in the air! No, you don't understand!

Put your hands up in the air!

Bobby!

Bobby!

Bobby! Oh fuck.

- I'm okay. - Oh, no.

- The guy just missed me, cliff. - He's fine!

- Shit! Let's get the fuck out of here! - Let's get the hell outta here.

Stupid piece of shit!

In the belly, he got me pretty good. Goddamn jailbait.

It's all clear.

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 of grace..

Tuesday's child is fair of face..

Wednesday's child is full of...

full of woe.

...child is full of grace..

- Saturday's child... -

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!

Hands in the air!

Hold it!

- Go! - Freeze!

Stop.

Put your hands up and turn around!

Turn around with your hands up now!

Turn around!

Gun!

Oh, shit.

Bobby!

264,000 times 342.

Bobby!

I think we gotta talk about mama.

This ain't the time or place, cliffy.

You messed me up. You messed me up real good.

- Shut up, cliff. - And I just keep on thinkin' about her

and it just keeps goin' through my head over and...

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 thinkin' about it for years and...

when we were young, but I remember just about everything that happened,

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

remember shootin' her now.

- I don't want to talk about her anymore. - And I do!

Just forget it, man.

Now I was in the bathtub.

Now how in the hell did I shoot her?!

Forget it. It's over.

It wasn't me, was it?

Was it!?

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 protectin' 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.

Daddy! Daddy!

Oh, God.

You got a radio on you? I need a radio!

Daddy!

What do you think?

I'll put it right through his left eye.

Shit.

This is Jack laroland,

I repeat, Jack laroland.

The guy in the car's 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.

Turn around.

Just keep your distance.

Now give me that radio.

Hey. What's your name?

Cortez.

You think they're takin' me seriously?

You got yourself a wife and kids?

No, I don't.

Well, that's good, then no one'll miss you too much.

- No! - Oh, God!

God!

- 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...

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... my hostage, well, she'd like

to go on space Mountain,

only she doesn't want to wait in line.

And besides that, we'd kinda like the roadblock cleared.

That way nobody else'll have to die, okay?

Huh? You got that?

Now you got 30 seconds to clear that roadblock,

or I'm gonna drive right up your butts!

Clear the roadblock!

Isn't that sweet, Jack?

So good to hear your voice.

Hey, Jack, you know much about electronics?

It takes two wires to..

To make something, like, say

a light bulb work, right?

It 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.

Fuck!

- Come on, go go! - He's coming! Go!

Move move move!

Hey, get your little ass back here!

Daddy! Oh my God!

Get to the side!

- Hiyah! -

oh my God!

- Oh my God! Oh my God! - Bye-bye!

Stop it!

Oh, stop it, please!

Yes, daddy, kill him! Kill him!

Just kill him!

Daddy!

Move the car!

You pussy!

Come on, you pussy, finish it off!

You pussy!

Pussy?

I don't think so.

What the fuck?

What the fuck is...