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[ Man On Radio Laughing ] This is KHOT,

where the Lord asks the question, "Is it hot enough for ya ?"

And we answer, "No way ! Turn up the flame, Boss.

Put the fire to it."

[ Continues ]

[ Man On Radio Continues, Indistinct ]

We're up to 114. Whoo-hoo !

[ Siren Wailing ]

- Wake up, Eddie. - Leave me alone, Prince. I'm breathin'.

We've got a cop on our tail.

"We've got a cop on our tail." We always got a cop on our tails.

It's part of the territory. Now let me go back to sleep.

This is a bike cop, and he's pulling us over.

Okay. Get your log and freight bills ready.

- Let Eddie "Silver Tongue" do the talking, huh ? - Be careful with that.

Good evening, Officer.

I know what you're gonna say. We were going too fast.

If I told him once, I told him a thousand times, watch those damn straightaways.

They'll get away from ya every time. Give us a break.

He's a good kid. I'll look after him, Officer.

Please. It wasn't your speed. You blew out a retread.

Left rear tandem. Really ? No kidding.

Damn.

Oh, man ! Look at that ! Jesus !

[ Laughing ] You saved--

Officer, you saved us a heck of a bad time.

Up against the truck. Hey, that's for my protection.

Protection from what ? Come on, answer me. What are you haulin' ?

I said, what are you haulin' ? Open it up.

Now ! Open it !

Shit.

Okay, okay, relax. I'm opening it.

- [ Gunshot ] - Eddie ! Jesus !

Eddie !

Prince. I'm sorry.

Eddie, Eddie. I'm sorry.

Hang on.

[ Dispatcher On Radio ] Unit 211, motorist needs assistance.

[ Chattering ]

[ Man ] Wellman Anthony Santee,

the state of California finds you guilty of the murder...

of Highway Patrol officer L.T. Jenkins...

and sentences you to not less than 20 nor more than 35 years...

Get in ! in the state penitentiary.

You will remain in prison hospital until recovery,

then be transferred to the men's colony at San Gargonio,

there to begin your sentence.

Santee, have you anything to say ?

[ Santee ] If I do, it won't be here.

I'll get rid of him. You keep a lookout.

Get up the hill.

Piss call.

I just pissed 20 minutes ago.

It looks like you're gonna have to piss again.

Come on !

[ Santee ] So where the hell are we ?

[ Grunting ] Geez ! Down there !

[ Grunting ] Before Christmas, cop killer.

I don't know if I can piss.

If you give me a drink of water.

Huh ? [ Grunting ]

You get nothin' !

Hey !

- [ Grunting ] - [ Gunfire Continues ]

Son of a bitch ! Fuck ! Get the radio, quick !

[ Siren Blaring ]

Bet you'd like a bite out of my ass too, wouldn't you ?

It's all yours, pal. I'm buyin'.

Gotta go.

[ Panting ]

[ Panting ]

[ Police Dispatcher Chattering ]

I'm sorry. It's just not working.

It's not about anybody else, Michael.

It's not.

It's just that it's--

it's nice with you, it's comfortable.

What's wrong with comfortable ?

What's wrong with nice ?

Stay, Rita.

Please.

Just wait.

I can't. I just can't, Michael.

Rita ! Wait !

[ Chattering ]

[ Wolf Whistles ] Hey, gorgeous. Oh, sit on it.

Whoo-hoo, she's pretty. [ Laughing ]

Damn it.

Thank you, Mike.

Put the nozzle back.

Michael ! Michael !

Freeze ! Don't shoot the girl ! [ Shouting ]

Don't shoot ! He's got a hostage !

[ Man ] All right, all right, Sheriff Cepeda's pullin' in now.

What ? What detective ? Yeah, I see him.

The L.A.P.D. guys. They're here now.

Sheriff Cepeda, the detectives that made the original homicide arrest.

Frank Severance. Jack Rudisill.

You guys got here fast. Yeah, well, if you knew Santee,

you'd wish we got here sooner.

My partner and I are a little keyed up, Sheriff.

The officer Santee killed last June-- he was a friend.

I understand, Lieutenant. I'm sorry.

The report said Santee took a hostage.

A woman. I got a preliminary I.D. from the D.M.V.

Her name's Rita Marrick, 28 years old,

an address in Victorville.

Apparently, she was standing over by the pump when they abducted her.

Excuse me, Sheriff, we just found the girl's purse on top of one of the gas pumps.

I thought you might be interested, sir.

She worked with me in Victorville.

We're both deputy sheriffs.

Hey ! Take it easy, will ya ?

[ Severance ] You know the desert, Sheriff. Where the hell could he go ?

[ Cepeda ] All I can tell you, Lieutenant,

is there's 6,000 square miles of sand and rock out there.

God knows how many dirt roads and coyote trails.

The only thing that's sure is...

if he does get away out there, he can come out anywhere.

We've been all over the back roads. We haven't seen hide nor hair of him.

Hell, we were up front at point and couldn't see squat.

Keep on goin' ! Good luck to ya, huh ?

Go ahead, jump. You've been thinkin' about it for the last 20 minutes.

[ Cepeda ] Even if she does escape, she's got nowhere to go.

It's 120 miles from there to L.A.

You know him, Lieutenant. Think he'll try it ?

I know him enough to know I don't know what the hell he'll try.

Well, the press'll keep it off the air. No one'll know she's a deputy.

No one better know,

'cause if Santee finds out, he'll kill her.

[ Woman ] Jake, I got through to him for you.

If that son of a bitch comes out here, he's ours.

If he comes out there, he's yours.

Makes no difference to me who makes this arrest. City, county, anything.

All I know is, this man, Santee, has already killed one police officer,

and now he's got his hands on another.

I understand you're involved personally with the woman, with Deputy Marrick.

That's right. I don't know if this helps, son,

but we're all involved now.

It's personal for all of us.

[ Gasps ]

May I ?

Want one ?

What's your name ?

What do you care what my name is ?

Sorry, just asking. Forget it.

So, what did you do ? Your crime, I mean. Something serious ?

I turned away from Jesus.

What are you, from People magazine ?

[ Well Pumping ]

- Keep pumpin', old man. - What else could I get you, you son of a bitch ?

Fry you up some eggs ? Deed you my ranch ?

There's no phone, honey.

Don't even think about runnin'.

[ Barking ]

- Show some class, Henry. - [ Continues Barking ]

A first aid kit. Goin' somewhere where you'll need it ?

I see you turned out exactly like we all hoped.

Just following in your footsteps, old man.

If I leave this woman with you, you'll just drive her straight to the cops.

Won't you ?

You give me a grab at that 30-30, and I'll tear you a second asshole.

I could blow the hell out of your truck.

You'd just fix that, wouldn't you ? You're good at that.

You can fix just about anything, can't you, old man ?

I thought I could,

but some things just don't fix.

But you tried.

I had time. I got time now.

Yeah, well, I don't.

[ Grunting ]

Out of respect for your mother, rest in peace.

Respect for my mother ?

That's good, comin' from you.

Who was that ?

Some old jailbird.

My dad.

[ Sets Parking Brake ]

Where the hell are we ?

[ Grunting ]

Oh, shit ! My truck !

Don't worry. They'll find it.

By then, we'll be miles from here.

Come on, let's go.

Oh, great. What a way to start my day, huh ?

I knew I should've worn my flats. Why don't I ever listen to myself ?

- Mara. - Santee.

How are you ?

I'm fine.

- Hey, look at this puppy. - Hey.

The pink slip's in the glove box.

The van came off a storage lot, so it ought to be cool for a day or two, all right ?

- Why'd you bring the kid ? - Who do you think ripped the car ?

You nailed this ride, E.G. ?

Damn straight, sucker. Aw, shit.

[ Santee ] She doesn't move.

Come on. Ow !

That's real smart, E.G. That's a good start, cars.

I like that. I did it for you, man.

I wanna be like you.

Like me ? Great.

What day is it ? What day is it ? Tuesday or Thursday.

What day, I asked ya ? Friday !

Well, I'll be dead by Sunday.

Now, is that smart ?

Is that smart ? No !

I can't hear you ! I can't hear you ! No ! No !

Your father died because I was too dumb and too slow to help him.

I'm not gonna be too slow to help you.

You're going after her, aren't you ?

Santee, please, don't be crazy.

Eddie is gone. Let them keep their damn money.

Santee, E.G. and me, we don't need it. Please.

And what are you gonna do with her ?

What size do you wear ?

- [ Grunts ] - Looks like those pants are a size too small.

Who was that woman back there ?

She's Eddie's wife, isn't she ? Who's Eddie, anyway ?

We're gonna meet him too, hmm ?

Eddie Turner's wife ! And you don't know where she is !

Why did I put you out there all night ?

She gets her calls through a goddamn barbershop.

Two weeks ago, she's livin' in a station wagon.

We got the stolen pickup, sir. Bottom of a canyon, Riverside.

Well, I'm glad somebody can do something.

You wanna come ? I got cars outside. I'm on my way.

Come on, Frank, you know where Santee's headed.

He's not that crazy, and he's not that stupid.

He's not, huh ?

Send a car out there. Tell 'em to stay awake.

Octo, come here. Get a couple of cars, stand by. I'll be in touch.

Here's Santee's visitor sheet from prison. Popular bastard, ain't he ?

Detective Chelsey, I've got the report on the hostage.

Rita Marrick, 28. They call her "Lovely Rita," but she's no meter maid.

She's a hard case, a real law-and-order type.

Six years with the sheriff's department, D.B.'d twice for excessive force.

This Marrick is no cream puff, Lieutenant.

Her father was a deputy, killed in the line of duty.

Most decorated in Mojave County history.

Sheriff. Lieutenant.

She's got two brothers. One of them's a highway patrolman in Alaska.

The other one's a Marine gunny in the Philippines.

Sounds like she's hanging a pair of brass ovaries.

In other words, she may just crunch this Santee guy herself.

Save the taxpayers a lot of trouble.

Oh, one more thing. This motorcycle cop that Santee killed--

Jacobs, L.T. Jacobs. Right. Give the press something on him.

Grieving widow, kids without a dad. You know.

I don't want anybody glamorizing this dirtbag, Santee.

I want him to see the price he made people pay.

Shit.

- [ Truck Horn Honking ] - Damn it !

Stay in your cars. This is a routine vehicle inspection.

I repeat-- stay in your cars.

You'll be processed as quickly as possible. Get out.

Ladies and gentlemen, please stay in your car. I repeat--

Don't make me use it. Come on.

Ouch.

Bill, I'm tellin' you, you can take that detective exam till it's coming out of your ass,

it won't help, all right ?

[ Chattering ]

I got ya.

Hey, how ya doin' ? How's it goin', huh ?

[ Gasping ]

[ Chattering ]

Don't even think about it.

[ Chattering Continues ]

Stay cool.

Hey, guys, get your butts in gear. We got a live one.

Santee abandoned his car on the freeway.

[ Santee ] That's our bus.

Move. [ Gasps ]

Let's roll on it. Okay, let's go !

Look at that.

You two, come on ! Get the fucking gun out of there ! Come on !

- Cowboy, take it easy. - Keep the fuck down there. You stay down there.

Shit. Get your ass up here.

- [ Screaming ] - Get in !

What, are you showin' off ?

I almost smoked those bastards.

Where the hell did you learn that shit ? To protect myself.

[ Police Dispatcher On Radio, Chattering ]

Thirteen-seven, last seen heading north on Pinto Basin.

Come on. Fugitive is armed.

Come on, tough broad.

Extreme caution. May have hostages with him. That way.

Go on. Ooh !

Move your butt. Ow !

Go.

Thank you. I'll see you guys later. Thanks.

[ Television ] Next time you come in, you get ten percent off.

How you doin' ? It's Friday, man. Let's start the weekend.

So, what'll it be, half or an hour ? All night.

Ooh, this must be love. [ Chuckling ] That'll be 60 bucks.

[ Severace On Television ] Now, I'd like to address the young woman, Miss Marrick,

Let me get you some change. whom Santee holds captive.

Do nothing reckless. Stay calm.

Police forces from three counties are converging on you.

We will get you free safely.

Leave the door open.

Why ? You gonna watch me ?

I'll watch you from in the shower, if you give me any more bullshit.

[ Water Running ]

How much longer are we going to stay in this room ?

Why do you wanna know ?

So I can wash my panties.

They'll have enough time to dry.

♪ [ Radio ]

So, what do you do for a living ?

What ? Your job !

When you're not practicing kung fu.

I'm a colorist. What the hell is that ?

I color hair in a salon.

[ Chattering ]

Nobody's seen 'em. Nobody knows 'em. Nobody speaks English.

Shit.

What are you doin' here ?

I wanna help. Sheriff Cepeda got my C.O. to cut me loose.

Thanks, cowboy. We got all the help we need.

It's okay, Rudi. You speak Spanish, Deputy ?

- Enough to curse in it. - Well, start using it.

Come on, son, I got a job for ya. See those bean eaters ?

Start puttin' their feet to the fire. Good boy.

The rest of you, get your thumbs out of your asses !

Scour this neighborhood. I want every missing car, bike, shopping cart and skateboard.

Now move !

I just need an hour of sleep. Then we'll go.

Leave it on.

He's your hero, isn't he ?

The outlaw who goes down with all guns blazing.

Why do you wanna die ? You think it's romantic ?

You think some girl's gonna cry for you ?

I've been waitin' for an hour. I've been waitin' too. Over eight years.

- The park's down there ? - Yeah, the park. Say, you feelin' all right ?

I will be... Get on the bed.

as soon as I make sure the grass is still green and the trees are still growing.

[ Car Horn Honking ]

How you doin', buddy ?

[ Woman Screaming ]

How'd you get shot ?

Or are you just gonna smack me and tell me to shut up ?

A guard tried to kill me in prison last night.

A guard tried to kill you ? Why ?

Somebody paid him.

Who ?

I tell you, he's gonna find me in his face in about two hours.

[ Screams ]

[ Man ] Coppers'll go to the fire now.

[ Woman ] Oh, who were those boys ?

[ Man ] Small-timers with small jobs.

They lost their heads. This one was just too big.

[ Television Continues ]

Eddie !

What time is it ?

10:30.

Damn it.

[ Engine Starts ]

Come on.

Get in.

[ Rita ] Hey ! Hey, hey, wait a minute.

Where are you going ? I thought you said you were letting me go.

I am. Where ? Out here, in cow country ?

[ Santee ] It's horse country. You'll like it.

Lots of rich people's make-believe ranches.

[ Rita ] Ah, that's where he lives.

The guy who tried to have you killed.

That's where you're going right now, isn't it ? Isn't it ?

You wanted off this ride, you're off.

Where the hell are we now ? Your stop.

Here ? Oh, God.

It'll take me a half hour to hike back to the road.

Come on, what harm can I do you now ?

The people you met on this little adventure--

forget every one of 'em.

Santee. Santee !

Damn it. This is great.

[ Animal Calling ]

Hey !

♪ [ Country ] [ Chattering ]

Police officer.

I need some information fast. Are there any ranches around here ? What ?

Ranches ? You know, where people ride their horses.

I got something you can ride, lady.

What is your goddamn problem, buddy ?

Hey, come here, put a hurt on me, baby. [ Barks ]

[ Chattering ]

Hey, do you know of any horse ranches around here ?

Just one, straight up the canyon road.

Look, I need your bike. I'm a deputy sheriff, and this is a police emergency.

See this right here ? It's a pussy seat.

You know why they call it that ?

[ Groaning, Grunting ]

- Hey ! - No, why ?

What the fuck you doin' ?

[ Grunting ]

[ Gasping ]

Christ, Santee, are you crazy ?

[ Groaning ] What's wrong with you ? There are cops outside.

Where is he ? He's at work. Where do you think he is ?

Call Jimmy Shoeshine. What am I, your fucking secretary ?

I don't know his number !

I don't talk to that lying chink !

Call him, Esther.

Dial the phone.

[ Sighing ] Let me help you, baby.

Don't screw around, Esther.

[ Panting ]

Did you think I could forget you ?

It was always you, baby.

Give me the good thing, baby.

Call Jimmy Shoeshine.

Listen to me, you son of a bitch ! Shut up !

It's almost 11:00. Be at the warehouse at 1:00.

Alone.

I want my end and Eddie's.

I want it all tonight,

or everyone goes down.

Everyone.

[ Gasps ]

[ Grunts ]

No !

Open the door, Santee ! Santee !

[ Screaming ] Who do you think you are ? Goddamn it !

Severance.

Oh, my God. [ Gasps ] Open the door !

Now ! What the hell--

Now ! This is Severance's house. That's Severance's wife.

No shit.

Here. Introduce yourself.

Wait ! Shit.

Come on, open the fucking door ! [ Engine Starts ]

What the hell-- Let's go !

So what kind of bike was it ? It was a white Yamaha.

Uh-huh. This girl wasn't normal, man. She knew karate or kung fu...

or something.

She said something about being a cop. Really ?

Did she say where from ? Son of a bitch !

[ Whooping ] Here comes Smokey!

[ Men Laughing ]

His wife !

W-I-F-E, you putz. Put me through to him.

[ Chattering ] Yeah, fine. I understand.

Frank, he made me call the Chinaman.

He's going there now, tonight.

This is probably nothing, Sheriff,

but remember it was Severance this year who arrested Santee...

for the murder of the motorcycle cop.

Well, here's the strange thing.

Eleven years ago, Santee's first arrest, for auto theft when he was 17--

Severance made that too. You got it.

Well, I don't think it amounts to anything. No ?

And baby, he came into our bedroom.

He touched me.

Thank you, Sergeant. We'll respond to that right away.

[ Hangs Up Receiver ]

Sheriff, you got something on the phone just now. It was about Rita, wasn't it ?

We got the same dope as everyone. Santee's on 14 east. Now get to your block--

There was more. You heard more. I could tell from your face. Severance, goddamn it--

What do you want, Agnos ? To get your girl wasted ? Is that what you want ?

That's enough, Severance.

We get the idea.

Get control of this cowboy, Sheriff, before another cop gets killed.

Let's move out.

Jesus Christ, Frank.

Can we have a moratorium on those fuckin' dark ropes you been smokin' ?

They keep me calm. You should try one.

I know. My nerves are fine.

It wasn't me who backed off when we could've closed this shit out.

We should've tanked Santee at the hospital.

Minute one. Bing, bang. The shit is finished.

I've said a million fucking times,

if you're gonna break the law, you do it with cops and only cops.

We were nuts to throw in with this Shoeshine prick.

To bring Santee in to drive--

That son of a bitch is spilling his guts big time, right now, to that bimbo deputy.

No, you're wrong, Rudi. It's against his code.

Guy like Santee's got nothing but his code.

You like him ? I always liked him.

But I'm gonna kill him.

It was Severance who tried to have you killed in prison. That's what you meant, right ?

Why ?

'Cause he was in on it with you.

Come on.

Oh, thanks a lot.

It's all connected to here, isn't it ?

Severance is coming here. Christ, Santee, come on !

Is there an off switch to your mouth ?

You know, you're really start--

[ Speaking Chinese ]

Get rid of all the cars !

Except for the Rolls. Let me guess.

Jimmy Shoeshine ?

No mistakes with this son of a bitch, huh ? Right.

[ Rita ] Cars. Exotic cars.

That's what you were hauling the night the cop got killed.

Only you didn't kill him, did you ?

You didn't kill anyone. You wanna know what happened then ?

Watch what happens now.

Santee.

You could run. Just go.

Santee, I can help. I'm--

[ Ringing ]

[ Santee ] Already there ? Good.

Yeah, I'm here, Santee. Alone.

Just like you wanted.

I got your money. I don't want any trouble.

Where are you ?

Almost there. You'll see my car out front.

Come on up to the office.

Your car ? Now would that be the Rolls or the wagon ?

Hey, boss, that fucker's in your Rolls !

Shit.

Come out, Jimmy.

All alone.

You and the money.

You learn from me. All right.

I'm comin'.

Stay where you are.

Son of a bitch.

Don't shoot the boss' Rolls.

Get out there ! Finish him off !

[ Speaking Chinese ]

[ Chinese ]

I've been looking forward to this.

Now don't underestimate him. He's dangerous.

He's a driver, not a killer.

I'm different.

Holy shit ! Son of a bitch !

That' it, Santee. No more Mr. Nice Guy.

[ Chinese ]

[ Jimmy ] Come on out, Santee. Let's talk, man.

Be reasonable. Santee, where are you ?

Don't play these chickenshit games with me.

Each one of those is worth half a million bucks !

Fuck ! Give me the money, Jimmy. It's cheaper.

Bastard ! Each one of those is worth more than your life.

You won't make it out of here alive, Santee.

[ Yelling ]

[ Screaming ]

[ Grunting ]

[ Screaming ]

[ Yelling ]

Okay, Santee, okay. You win.

Stop, man, before this whole place is a junkyard.

Come out ! You can trust me.

[ Screaming ]

Aah !

Son of a bitch !

Just a driver, huh ? You're different ? You fuck !

Surprise. I think it's time you called your insurance company.

[ Grunting ]

Oh, man, the safe is on a time lock. I can't open it.

Is that right, Jimmy ?

Tick tock.

- Tick tock. - Now don't be crazy, Santee. Come on. I tried to help you.

After Eddie, Severance wanted to do you right in the hospital.

I called a lawyer for you ! Tick tock, tick tock.

Time's up.

[ Grunts ]

You can open the safe with your balls... or without 'em.

First choice.

[ Gasps ]

Looks like we missed one hell of a party. Don't worry, Rudi.

The fat lady hasn't sung yet.

Severance.

Why did you go to Severance's house to call me, huh ?

Why didn't you just pick up another phone ?

I wanted to save a dime.

You know, you're smart, Santee. You learn from me.

It was that bitch wife. You knew she'd call Severance. You knew he'd come here.

You know, the cops'll be comin' soon. Relax. We are the cops.

That's a little more than your end, man.

Call it interest.

Let me help you get Severance.

Look, Santee, I'm just as dead as you are. Severance has to kill me too.

Don't take him on alone. Trust me.

Learn from me.

I did learn from you, Jimmy.

I'll go get something heavier.

Shit, look at this.

I'll take care of him. You get the artillery.

Where's Rita ? Is she okay ?

- Stay back, you stupid fuck ! - I followed you. I figured you needed help.

You wanna help ? Get the fuck outta here !

Severance !

Santee's in the office. Shoot through the goddamn window.

Rudi, give Jimmy a piece !

You know that guy ?

That's a goddamn AK-47.

What the fuck is goin' on here ? Why'd you come ?

What are you gaping at ? Have you reloaded ?

[ Scoffs ]

[ Siren Wailing ]

Bye-bye, Jimmy.

[ Cracking ] [ Groaning ]

Lieutenant Severance. He's got automatic weapons.

He just pitted another officer. Take a position on the other side of the lot.

Shoot to kill.

What's this ?

[ Grunting ]

The fuck-- Where the hell--

I'm a cop. Don't listen to him. Whatever he told you, he shot Michael. Michael ?

Severance shot him now, just now, ten seconds ago. Not Santee.

I don't know who is who. I know that is a L.A.P.D. lieutenant.

What do you want, my fucking badge number ?

- You're gonna be all right. - I won't, if you don't listen. I'm a cop !

Stay down and shut up !

Hey !

Are you crazy ? Get out of here !

There's a chance now. Turn yourself in.

To who, Severance ? I saw Severance shoot Michael.

Someone will listen to me. I'll make them. I'll be your witness.

I said get out of here.

Deputy Sheriff. You're under arrest. What the fuck are you doing ?

They'll listen to me. I'm a cop.

I'm one of them.

Hold your fire. He's in my custody.

Come on, move. Get up. Come on, get up.

It's a trick. The bitch is with him. Let him have it.

You're dead.

Turning into a major cluster fuck.

Do you ever stop bitching ?

Oh, shit ! I'm calling it in.

Why ?

Why Michael ?

Those tin-badged dick brains.

If I were a man, they would've paid attention to me.

If I was my father, if I was my brothers,

if I was anyone with a goddamn dick,

someone would've paid attention to me.

I mean, why'd you have to turn out to be so fucking innocent ?

L.A.P.D., Officer. Everything's okay. We got this under control.

Severance, what the fuck is goin' on ? You're supposed to be our protection out here.

L.A.P.D. It's under control here.

Son of a bitch.

[ Woman ] We're doing everything we can, Lieutenant. Yeah, yeah.

We can't block traffic. Yeah, I hear you.

[ Woman Continues ] [ Siren Wailing ]

Listen to me, you cunt !

There are only so many roads, and we've got only so many cars, Lieutenant.

I don't care how many roads there are. I want 'em blocked.

We've only got so many resources. I don't give a shit !

Santee's got a head start in a car that'll do 170 miles an hour.

Clear.

Sheriff.

Santee gunned down Agnos.

Took him out in cold blood.

Jesus Christ.

[ Officers Shouting ]

Go on, check inside.

There's just one place-- one place he'll go.

The desert. Joshua Tree.

Joshua Tree.

If Santee gets into the back country, he can come out anywhere.

Mexico, Nevada.

Block the roads to the desert, 'cause that's where he'll go.

- You know a lot about Santee, don't you ? - He used to talk to me.

You've been bangin' him since day one.

Frank.

The girl. Get the girl too.

Give me your radio.

Listen, I need a chopper. Shit, we need the whole goddamn Air Force.

How do you get into this ? Take your hat off.

Fuck you.

Santee fucked your wife ? Many times, Rudi. Many times.

Just something wrong about that.

Lou Ipskey said, "A friend is somebody who doesn't fuck your wife."

That lets Santee out right there.

I never said Santee was a friend. I said he was like a son to me.

Makes it worse, doesn't it ?

Oh, yeah. Much worse.

Well, I guess they're putting your picture in the post office now.

Should've gotten off the bus when you could.

You still don't get it, do you ?

Get what ?

[ Groaning ]

Nothing.

Do we just keep driving, or do you have anything resembling a plan ?

Yeah, we're gonna get away. Oh. Well, would it be too much to ask how ?

It's a big desert, and they got nothing that can keep up with us.

Damn !

[ Chattering ]

You know, it's funny.

They kind of look like people, don't they ?

You mean, the Joshua trees ? Yeah.

The Mormon settlers thought they looked like the prophet Joshua.

That's how they got their name.

Just so you all know, this is no longer a hostage situation.

So hostage procedures no longer apply.

A warrant was issued 40 minutes ago for the arrest of Deputy Marrick.

She is to be considered not as an abductee, but as an accomplice.

She has the same training as all of you.

She may be as dangerous, if not more dangerous, than Santee himself.

Sheriff Cepeda.

On a personal note here,

just 12 hours ago, he put a bullet in the head of a Mojave County sheriff...

named Michael Agnos, who some of you may have known.

He's probably hiding in Joshua Tree now. That's his home. Be careful.

All right, let's move out.

You know, for a cop, you're not bad-looking.

Thanks.

For what ?

Sticking around.

You're not a very nice person, Santee.

You slept with Severance's wife, you've hurt other people.

You've hurt me.

I never said I was running for pope. Mm.

Well, I'm not a very nice person either.

Don't start this, Rita.

[ Whispering ] It's a nightmare.

Don't worry.

We'll hear anything.

We'll hear it.

You hear something ? It's nothing, it's nothing, it's nothing.

Hear it ? It's nothing, it's nothing, it's nothing.

[ Motorcycle Engines Revving ]

Quick, get in the car.

Sure you wanna be part of this ? Uh-huh.

[ Man ] We spotted him on the frontage road at mile 360.

Looks like he's heading for the old railroad station.

[ Siren Wailing ]

[ Man On Radio ] Lieutenant Severance ? Go ahead.

We found Santee, sir. He's heading for the mountains.

Frank, how come you and Esther never had kids ?

I told you. Santee, he's like my kid.

He was 16, for Christ's sake, when I arrested him.

The poor bastard. Imagine having you for a father.

Fuck you, Rudi.

[ Police Dispatcher Over Radio ] Unit 211, motorist needs assistance.

Overheated car. Highway 10, exit 122.

You guys are lookin' hard enough.

You seen anything ? No, sir.

[ Police Dispatcher Continues ]

Jesus.

Hold your fire. Easy.

No, no, just stay.

Hold it. Stay here, stay here. Hold your positions.

He's just coming back this way !

[ Severance ] When we get there, you go in first.

Fuck you. Fuck you !

[ Rudi ] Fuck you.

[ Honking ]

Severance, Severance, this is Cepeda.

We're on the mountain behind you, three or four minutes back.

Here, light this for me. What, are you fuckin' crazy ?

What, do you want me to be nervous ?

Oh, shit, the fire gate's down.

Come on, Rita. Come on.

Stay down, and you'll live.

Severance, this is Cepeda. We're behind you. Are you still on the road ?

Did we hear from Tomay at the warehouse ?

Oh, my God.

Damn.

Sheriff Cepeda.

Come in, Sheriff Cepeda.

Cepeda here. Go ahead.

Sheriff, this is Tomay. I just saw the surveillance tapes at the warehouse.

Severance killed Agnos. Not Santee.

Sheriff, do you hear me ?

Repeat that, Tomay.

Severance blew Agnos' head off. Point blank, clear as day.

All right, I'll handle it from here.

Okay, Sheriff.

Severance, come in. Cepeda here.

[ Grunting ]

[ Groaning ]

Severance, this is Sheriff Cepeda. Come in.

[ Sirens Wailing ]

Severance. Cepeda here.

[ Severance ] Santee !

Come on out, Santee !

Nobody's going to harm you !

- Drop it ! - Damn it.

What is this, darling, an arrest ?

I said drop it.

Rudi, this deputy wants to place us under arrest.

[ Screams ]

[ Rita Groaning ]

That's funny. She doesn't look like a deputy.

[ Screams, Groans ]

She looks like an accomplice.

Accomplice to a cop killing.

Give it up, Santee !

Don't do it ! He'll kill me anyway !

Let her go !

Get down here, kid, and be quick.

Hello.

Good-bye.

I always taught you to hang on to the bitter end, Santee.

You're not giving up on me, are you, kid ?

So long.

Well, all right, Deputy, how you doing ?

How's the old leg, huh ?

Tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk.

Now it's your turn, Deputy. Your final promotion.

Drop it !

Drop it.

[ Grunting ]

Say "hi" to Eddie.

No hard feelings, Santee.

Frank ? Definitely.

Stop ! You kill him, you'll never get the money.

- What money ? - The money he took from Shoeshine.

Where is it ?

- [ Grunting ] - Where is it ?

It's over in the rocks.

Get up.

You take the west ridge. Yes, sir.

Watch yourself, guys.

[ Rudi ] This is no bullshit, Santee. There better be money up here.

It's here.

There's no chance of a three-way split, is there ?

No negotiating. Get down.

[ Yelling ]

[ Screams ]

[ Grunting ]

You should've split the money. Fuck you !

Eddie was just a nigger.

[ Sighing ]

You're not quitting on me, are you, Frank ? Huh ? Huh ?

This is for Eddie.

Hold it ! Do not move !

Okay, boys, stand back.

Thank God, you're here. Thank God.

You're under arrest. What ?

Anything that you say can and will be used against you in a court of law.

Do you understand ? Fuck you !

Guess you didn't see the surveillance cameras, did ya ?