All language subtitles for HUMAN TARGET - S02 E10 - Cool Hand Guerrero (720p - DCU Web-DL)

[Ash Grunwald singing "Opinion"]

♪ Every time I think
about our situation babe ♪

♪ You know I'm pulled
in several different ways ♪

♪ I think I'm gonna
look stupid baby ♪

♪ Can you tell me why I say ♪

♪ Everyone has a right
to add 'em in baby.. ♪

(Jerry) 'So how much
longer is this gonna take?'

- Can't rush art, kid.
- You don't know these guys.

- Don't want to.
- 'They're vicious.'

They're, they
would not hesitate...

Hey, Jerry. What did I just say?

- I'm not interested.
- Right, right.

'I-I'm sorry. Just..'

Just get me the
hell out of here.

Alright, done.

Alright.

Your new name is Mason Ellis.

Born in Monroe,
Louisiana. Rest is up to you.

[chuckles]

Costa Rica, here I come.

Don't tell me
where you're going.

Fine. Maybe I'll
go to Rio, right?

I mean, you said the
world is my oyster now.

Just lay low for
a while, alright?

No more drug running.

You might wanna consider
laying off the caffeine

and the cigarettes too, dude.

Your hands are shaking so much

you're not gonna clear customs.

I mean, really, you look guilty.

Or infectious.

Did you get that
package I sent you?

Safe and sound back home.

You got my life in there, right?

- It's the only insurance I got.
- Don't worry. I got your back.

Have since the third grade.

That's when Bobby
Green jumped me at recess

and I gave you a quarter
to put him in crutches.

Yeah, yeah, my
first official job.

Hey.

- Thanks, man.
- Okay.

- Hey, Jerry.
- Yeah.

Five thousand dollars.

- Right. Of course.
- Yeah, of course.

Price has gone
up over the years.

You got the friends
and family discount.

We have a problem.

Mr. Guerrero has gone missing.

He hasn't responded to
my e-mails, my phone calls

or my messages in
the last two weeks.

So?

We have a new case or something?

Not at the moment, no.

Then what's the big deal?

Aren't you the
least bit concerned?

- No.
- No.

Listen, there's..

There's something you should
probably know about Guerrero.

He disappears sometimes.

He's not what you'd call
your 9:00 to 5:00 kinda guy.

But he's there
when you need him.

Yes, well, I pay
for him to be here.

The least he could
do is pick up his phone.

You know, he's
probably just out of town

on some work-related matter.

- But he works here.
- Side jobs.

- What kind of side jobs?
- Sometimes..

You don't wanna know.

Probably safer for
all of us that way.

[rock music]

[siren blaring]

[indistinct chatter on radio]

Great. Welcome to Mayberry.

Morning, officer.
Something wrong?

You ain't from around here.

What tipped you off?
The California plates?

Son, I'm gonna need you
to step out of the vehicle.

'Slowly now.'

This how you treat tourists?

[sighs]

- I need you to pop the trunk.
- Alright.

You do realize that this
is total abuse of authority.

Unlawful detainment,
discriminatory harassment.

I could go on.

Probable cause. Heard of that?

Alright.

Just so you guys
know, I got a permit

for the samurai sword,
alright? It's totally legit.

[inhales deeply]

Damn it, Jerry. What
did you get me into?

[theme music]

[instrumental music]

[indistinct announcement]

You got five minutes.

- How did you find me?
- You work for Ilsa Pucci now.

She likes to keep tabs on
her employees' whereabouts.

That sucks. Total invasion of
my privacy and personal freedoms.

- Says the guy behind bars.
- I got this under control.

Of course, you do. We
just didn't have a case.

I was sittin' around I
thought, what, what the hell?

I'll come down here to
see if you need any help.

Well, I don't, but,
hey, if you're bored

the Eldo's still
in impound, so..

- The dead guy, who's he?
- I didn't kill him.

- I was framed.
- Of course, you were.

No, dude, for
real. Didn't do it.

What do you think they're after?

Something I left
back at the office.

Well, then don't
worry. I'll get ya out.

- I'll find the evidence.
- Don't trust the system enough.

When whoever put me in
here doesn't get what they want

I'm as good as dead.

That's not gonna happen.

You're right, it won't.

Like I said, I got
this under control.

Okay, I hope you're
not... thinking about doing

what I think you're
thinking about doing?

It's nice working with
you, bro. Good to see ya.

[thunder rumbling]

Winston, we got a problem.

What, they electrocute
him already?

He wants to bust out.

Out of a United
States prison facility?

You know what happens
if he does that, right?

Adios, Guerrero.

[bell dings] 'Order up!'

- Here you go.
- Yes.

- Thank you.
- Ah!

[sucking]

These things are great, man.

They're like little
mini-lobsters.

Come on, you
gotta try at least one.

No, I'm good. As
appetizing as that sounds.

Guerrero can't do this
on his own, not this time.

Pride is an awful thing.

He's just being stubborn.
This never ends well.

We need to protect
Guerrero from himself.

Yeah.

Hey, listen, with
all due respect

are you sure that Guerrero
didn't actually kill this guy?

I mean, the man does
have an extensive resume.

He said he didn't do it and
I'm inclined to believe him.

Well, so am I.

But hey, I mean, the evidence
is stacked up against him.

Hell, it's smothering him.

Alright, well, you
got Jerry Mobbs

aka Mason Ellis,
known drug smuggler.

Two bullets in the brain.

"The murder weapon purchased

at a local gun
shop two days ago."

The receipt and the body

both found in Guerrero's trunk.

That's how we
know he didn't do it.

Well, you know, I mean,
either Guerrero's slipping

or this guy who did this
doesn't really know Guerrero.

Well, we know that they
want something from Guerrero

something that
he left in the office.

If we could find out
what it is they want

we could find out who wants it.

Yeah, good luck
getting that combo.

He ain't gonna give you that.

No matter how nice you ask him.

Who says we're asking?

Miss Ames, just the girl!

- Thank goodness, you're here.
- Really?

Okay.

Mr. Chance urgently
needs something

from inside this locker.

I've tried the master key

but it doesn't
seem to be working.

Duh. You're working
with paranoid people here.

Do you think they've
tampered with the locks?

What's the point
in having a locker

if, uh, someone else has a key?

Well, do you think
you can get in?

You want me to break
into Guerrero's locker.

- Yes.
- No way. No way.

I-I enjoy breathing
way too much.

He's already in jail for murder.

But according to Mr. Chance,
he was framed and whatever's

inside that locker could
help clear his name.

Fine, but if he's pissed

you called a locksmith, okay?

Sure.

You just have to... default
back to factory settings.

It's a... pretty basic move.

Almost there.

Hmm.

- Bravo.
- Look at this!

He is loaded!

Fish food?

Does that smell like
rat poison to you?

Whatever they need, it
must be inside this case.

How about this one?

Can you get in?

Well, you've heard
of Fort Knox, right?

Well, imagine it as a briefcase.

Hey, got a new cellmate for ya.

'You boys play nice.'

Can you come back in five?

Mine's not done yet.

We need to get inside that case
if we're gonna save Guerrero.

Yeah, but this lock is intense.

(Christopher) 'I thought
you said you were a pro.'

I am and I'm telling
you it's not happening.

- We need the code.
- It's four digits.

Any idea what they might be?

Most people use
significant dates

like, the year they were
born, the year they got married.

(Christopher) 'Okay,
Guerrero is not most people'

and he's not gonna
sit still much longer.

Just bring the case
in and I'll shoot it open.

- Where's the notebook?
- The one Jerry gave me?

Wasn't in your car.
Wasn't in your bag.

- 'They wanna know where it is.'
- Who wants to know?

- Doesn't matter.
- But it does.

You see, I have
to know who to kill.

[intense music]

You know I've been working
with Guerrero for six years

and I don't even know
his first name. Do you?

Yeah, he changes it
every now and again.

The man is a mystery
wrapped in a box

tied off with an enigma.

[grunts]

Well, he may not let on,
but he's got a few things

worth sticking around for.

Does that guard
look strange to you?

Hold on.

Well, only took him four hours.

I was betting on two.

Where are you going?

Dude! Seriously?

Kinda in the middle
of a jailbreak here

unless you're driving
the getaway car.

- You can't leave.
- Watch me.

Guerrero, just wait.

Get out of my way, dude.

I can't let that happen.

Listen, I need you on my team.

It's not an option
if you're a fugitive.

Even if we do prove
that you're innocent

they're gonna be chasing
you the rest of your life.

- Fine.
- Not fine with us.

Look, we know
you didn't kill the guy

but just give us a day to
find out who framed you.

We'll get you out of this mess.

I am out if you'd just move.

One day. That's
all we're asking.

Look, you guys don't
understand, alright?

They killed my friend
and framed me for it.

Name was Jerry. I've
known him a long time.

The guy was down
here running drugs

for somebody and wanted out.

I was assisting
him with relocation.

But they got him.

So now I get them. Get it?

Guerrero.

Listen, I'm sorry about Jerry.

And if somebody
framed me for murder

I'd be pissed off too.

But if you escape now

they get a warrant
for your arrest.

We can't have that.

You gotta go back in.

Hey.

Trust me.

One more day?

[security alarm blaring]

- Maybe two.
- Weekend. Tops.

This better work.

- Gate.
- Clear.

[indistinct chatter]

[intense music]

Looks like we got ourselves
a troublemaker here, boys.

Mm-hmm.

[grunts]

Nobody... ever hits one of
my guys and gets away with it.

Nobody.

Feel free to make an example

out of our friend
from California.

He's gotta learn.

My house, my rules.

[grunting]

- The Gun World, huh?
- Yes, indeed.

Fifteen stores in the state.

'Says Guerrero bought
the gun that killed Jerry'

two days ago at 3:14 p.m.

Big store like this probably
has security cameras

covering multiple angles.

Well, if they network
all the cameras

I should be able to
access their footage.

Almost in.

Oh, damn it!

They don't stream
the video online.

They must be downloading
onto some kind of hardware

inside the store.

Well, it looks like
we're going in.

We need to create a distraction.

[Jack Owen singing "Yee Haw"]

♪ It's 5 o'clock
just got paid.. ♪

You short on anything, Winston?

Looks like they're
having a sale.

[chuckles] Just keep
window shopping.

'I've almost got it. Hold on.'

(male ♪1) Here ya are, ma'am.

♪ I got a weekend full
of nothin' to do at.. ♪

Okay. Phones are down.

Thank you.

How you doing?

Billy, right?

Heard you were having a problem
with your telephones, hmm?

- No, I don't think so.
- Why don't you check it out?

♪ It's two for one
yeah that's right ♪

Hmm. Well, what do you know?

Let me tell you something.

Sometimes you get interference

if your security cameras
are running on the same line.

No. Cameras record
straight to the disks.

So let me take a look.

Hey, whoa, whoa, whoa.

Phone lines are that way.

You sure about that?

[chuckles] Just
messin' with you, son.

Winston, I think we're gonna
need another distraction.

[sighs]

I have an idea.

Mr. Chance simply wanted us

to bring him the case.

Yeah, but be better to
take it to him open, right?

What are you thinking?

Well, this is a personal case

so whatever the combo is has
got to have personal meaning

but nothing too obvious.

As we determined,
there's nothing obvious

about Mr. Guerrero.

Right, so he wouldn't use

the year he was born

or the year he got married or..

- Is he even married?
- Not according to his tax form.

But how reliable
that information is

I couldn't say.

So what do we
know about Guerrero?

That he..

Wears glasses.

Huh.

[heavy breathing]

- What do you want, warden?
- Figured you might be hungry.

Others ate already.

Well, come and get it.

I ordered the fillet.

Medium-rare.

You'll eat it 'cause
that's all you're gonna get.

Better start the car.

Looks like I'm gonna
have to play grab and go.

(Winston) 'Oh, so what now?'

I just hacked
through two servers

and four damn
firewalls for nothing.

'Well, hell, I could have
drove the damn truck'

'through the front
door or something!'

'That would have been
quick and a hell of a lot'

'more distracting.'

[country music playing]

Hey. Hey!

- The phone guy's robbin' us!
- 'What's goin' on?'

- Okay, listen, I don't wanna...
- You're in for a world of hurt.

[gunshots]

Chance!

Chance, what the
hell is goin' on in there?

Just some customers
testing the merchandise.

♪ Here I am standin' in
the desert with a gun ♪

♪ Thought of goin' AWOL
but I'm too afraid to run ♪

♪ So I got myself a new plan
stealing from the Taliban ♪

♪ Make a little money
turnin' poppies into heroin ♪

♪ Sergeant didn't like it
so they put me in a hole ♪

♪ I said it's easy shootin'.. ♪

These people are crazy! Drive.

(Ilsa) 'What are you doing?
You can't just keep guessing.'

Relax, I was thinking that

sometimes people use
words instead of numbers.

You know, it's easy to
rember, harder to guess.

The one thing I
know about Guerrero

that man loves his car.

His Cadi. That's four letters!

Or as he likes to
call it, The Eldo.

Three, five, two, six.

[beeps]

Nicely done!

Okay.

This must be what
they're looking for.

It's some kind of log.

Deliveries, times, addresses.

Are these files on us?

This photo was taken of
me in Paris two weeks ago.

How..

He has copies of
my bank statements!

He doesn't have my phone tapped.

He has transcripts.

This is unsettling,
to say the least.

Okay. Right there. Pause it.

Oh, yeah, that
definitely ain't Guerrero.

No, but they've met before.

I saw that guy at the jail
when I went to visit Guerrero.

'He's one of the guards.'

You gotta get down
there and tell Guerrero.

[cell phone rings]

Yeah, what's up?

You'll be pleased
to hear we were able

to open the briefcase.

Or rather Ames was able to.

Nice work. What'd you find?

It appears to be a log
of pickups and deliveries

centering around one
address in particular.

Let me guess,
Redding County Jail.

Yes. How do you know?

One of the guards
bought the murder weapon.

A guard? Why?

I don't know, but something's
going on in that jail.

'It's past visiting
hours, but I got an idea.'

Oh! Jesus! Oh, damn it!

[sighs]

Good afternoon, officer.

Somethin' I can do for you, son?

Yes, I'm here to turn myself in.

Turn yourself in. For what?

Well, I'm the guy who
robbed Gun World.

Yeah.

[cell gate buzzes]

(male ♪2) 'Whoo! Fresh fish!'

[indistinct chatter]

(Christopher) Hey,
fancy meeting you here.

(male ♪3) 'Open three.'

Just thought you
might get lonely.

(Gurrero) 'Don't
get lonely, dude.'

'I prefer the company of a
good book to most people.'

So, uh, this all part
of your plan here?

No, I had to improvise.
But you know how that is.

Mm-hmm.

So they wanted the notebook

these people who
are framing you.

- What notebook?
- Oh, you know.

The one that you
keep in your locker

with the incriminating evidence
against the meth suppliers

that your friend
was working with.

Dude, you broke into my locker?

My personal
briefcase? So not cool.

I'm sorry. Where's Mr. Chance?

He got arrested for allegedly
robbing the Gun World.

He should be getting processed

and thrown in a jail
cell right about now.

And how is this helping exactly?

[inhales] Look.

The security tape
at Gun World shows

that there was a prison guard
who bought the murder weapon.

Now along with this log
you brought, we know

there's something funny
going on over there at that jail.

Chance being inside

well, it kinda speeds
things up for us finding out

what that is before
Guerrero does something..

Regrettable.

And what's his plan once inside?

Well, you know Chance.
He prefers to wing it.

You know, I ordered
these for the entire table.

But listen, don't panic.

What we do know is that
every Wednesday at 2 o'clock

there's a drop-off
scheduled at a truck stop

right near the highway.

Now, with Chance and
Guerrero working the inside

I'm gonna go down
to the truck stop

see if I can find some evidence
that maybe bails their asses out

in case they come
up empty-handed.

Okay. Well, uh, what can we do?

Well, you're gonna come with me.

And what about
me? How can I help?

You wouldn't happen to know

the governor of
Alabama, would ya?

[sighs]

[indistinct chatter on radio]

(male ♪4) 'Keep
it down over there.'

Alright, fine, pretty sure

they put me in here, so they
could put the squeeze on me.

'They inquired
about the notebook'

through an intellectually
impaired intermediary.

Let's just say he's not the
brains behind the operation.

Well, let's just say we have
one of the guards on tape

buying the murder weapon.

- Eddie, I think his name is.
- He's a dead man.

Well, he's not the
only one involved.

See, before I turned myself
in, Winston and I did a little bit

of digging on the crew here
including Warden Clancy Cole.

He used to work for the DEA

busting these
Backwoods meth labs.

Apparently, the DEA
didn't pay that much.

Neither does a
prison warden, really.

'But somehow he's
managed to accumulate'

'over a million dollars
in offshore accounts'

'with a series of aliases.'

Now either he's been day trading

or he's been using
his experience

busting meth labs
for personal gain.

(Guerrero) You think the meth
lab is here on the grounds?

(Christopher) Well, it's a perfect
cover inside government fences

run like a private institution.

So they're right here all along.

I'm assuming you've
already scoped out

all the possible escape routes.

- Of course.
- Notice any meth labs?

Sorry for keeping you
waiting, Miss Pookie.

- It's Pucci, actually.
- My apologies, Miss Pucci.

Things are a little crazy
here at the moment.

You've caught me in the
middle of a reelection campaign

but it is a pleasure
to meet you.

Likewise.

And I appreciate you seeing
me at such short notice.

So you'll forgive
me for being blunt

but I have a full
day ahead of me.

My aide briefed
me on your situation.

A meth lab in the Redding
County Detention Center.

That's a serious allegation,
but I can't just go storming in

stirring up a hornet's nest
without sufficient evidence.

Well, we're working on acquiring
the evidence as we speak.

Tell you what, why
don't I put you in touch

with the local authorities?

Governor Strong, I have
friends in Washington

who tell me you're
gunning for a senate seat.

And from what I've read

we agree on almost
all of the major issues.

Your efforts to increase
awareness in environmentalism

and social justice
ought to be applauded.

Well, thank you...

If I'm not mistaken, you raised

$50,000 last month
for your campaign?

Yes, but it's still early...

How does another 50
sound for one afternoon?

So what color are
we looking for again?

White with a red stripe.

White with a green
cab or all green.

There's one with a red stripe.

No, that, that looks
more like a maroon

or ruby to me.

It's dark red. Come on.

Too easy.

I need another challenge
like that briefcase.

No, what we need is to get in
here and find some evidence.

So let's go.

Come on.

[dramatic music]

What's, what is this?

'Alright.'

Snow globes?

Handmade by inmates.

One of a kind collector's items.

Why would somebody
collect prison snow globes?

More important than
that, where's all the meth?

Let me see that.

Well, different kind
of snow in that globe.

[engine starts]

We gotta get out of here.

Oh, damn it. It's locked!

If the warden's hiding
anything, it would be

in the building
around the corner.

Don't know what's
in it though, dude.

No prisoners
allowed. Extra security.

Trucks come and
go twice a day, dude.

Plan F was to commandeer one

crash it through
that gate back there.

- Oh, real subtle.
- Thank you.

You should hear plan G.

Don't let anyone else in.

We should check
the other building

because the loading dock's
on the other side, right?

'Something tells me they're
not joing us for brunch.'

Food sucks anyway.

They want the notebook.

Yeah? I want you to piss off.

We all don't get what
we want now, do we?

- There's four of us now.
- Well, there's only two of us.

I mean, it's, it's hardly fair.

Then tell your
friend to cooperate.

He meant for you guys, bro.

[Nashville Pussy's "Shoot
First And Run" playing]

Come on, let's get outta
here before they find this mess.

(Warden Cole) 'Where'd
they go? Did you see 'em?'

Where'd you come from?

[man grunting]

Wow!

'Looks like we
found our meth lab.'

- Bring your camera?
- Well, I'll be damned.

California's made
himself a friend.

I'm not sure why
you're so inclined

to protect that
dumb-ass friend of yours.

I mean, he's already dead.

All you had to do was
give up the damn notebook.

Right. Then what do you do?

Drop the charges
and set him free?

You'll probably just pin
the murder on Eddie here.

'He's the one who
bought the weapon.'

Who the hell are you?

Oh, I'm the guy who
robbed Gun World.

Enough about me. Let's
keep the focus on you.

I think smuggling
highly illegal narcotics

across state lines is,
like, a federal offense.

Worth killing for
to keep secret.

No matter who gets in your way.

Well, you're right
about one thing.

The killing part, that is.

'But I'm a sporting man.'

I'll give you both
a shot at freedom.

Open the gate.

You got ten seconds
to make it out of here

before they start shooting.

Oh, I'm not wearing
my running shoes.

Then you better go barefoot.

Warden, you're
just not getting it.

We're not the running type.

It's frowned upon in the
social circles we travel in.

You might as well just
go ahead and kill us.

Yeah, give that a go.

Take 'em out.

[grunting]

[gunshot]

You never should
have hit me in the face.

[security alarm blaring]

Come on!

Everybody, inside, now!

(Ilsa) 'Mr. Winston, I
need the evidence now.'

- Hang on a second. Come on!
- 'Okay!'

Uh, we're heading up
to the entrance ramp

of the I-65 heading north.

- Okay, we're headed north...
- No, wait.

- East.
- Hang on a second.

Which one is it?

This is what we call
highly relevant information.

I don't know,
okay? I pick locks.

You figure it out yourself.

You couldn't have just handed
me the phone, wise-ass?

Alright, hang on.
Umm, we're headed, uh..

Hell, I don't know.
Up and to the right?

Uh, northeast,
northeast on I-65.

- You copy?
- Yes, I copy.

But the governor
requires hard evidence.

We got a truck full
of evidence, okay?

You better hurry or
you're gonna have to bribe

the governor of Tennessee too.

- They have the evidence.
- Okay.

I guess I'll call the feds.

Yes, of course

but I believe I paid for
a personal appearance.

Oh, hell.

If you're right

maybe I'll get
some press out of it.

[security alarm blaring]

Probably should have run
when you had the chance.

Bet you're both
regretting that about now.

What are the odds of this whole
place blowing up any second?

You might as well come
out and save us the hassle.

I don't know, dude. I don't
gamble. House always wins.

(Warden Cole) 'Even if you do get
past us, there's a sniper on the door.'

You will not be
leaving here alive.

I'd say ten to one there's
chemicals everywhere in here.

Eddie, go see
what they're up to.

Good point.

[explosion]

What's the plan now?

Let's get out of here.

[tires screeching]

- What's going on?
- Shh. Don't move.

- You think it's the cops?
- I don't know. Maybe.

Or maybe this little
drug deal just went south.

Either way, we're
about to find out.

- Hands up now!
- 'Drop your weapons!'

- Freeze!
- Hands up! Don't move!

- They're with me.
- 'At ease, gentlemen.'

[indistinct chatter on radio]

[intense music]

(Warden Cole)
'Lock all the exits!'

'Don't let them out!'

try that side!

(Warden Cole)
'Shoot them on sight!'

[explosion]

Look out!

[grunts]

You got ten seconds
before I start shooting.

Sound fair?

Ten, nine, eight,
seven, six, five...

Whoa, whoa, whoa,
Guerrero, Guerrero, it's over.

We got him.

Dude..

He killed my friend
and he framed me for it.

I know.

But if you kill him now,
he's not gonna suffer...

Oh, he's gonna suffer, alright.

Isn't the saying
an eye for an eye?

Oh, hey, hey, hey. Take it easy.

[siren blaring]

Let's go.

- What is this?
- 'Take it easy with his head.'

Warden, watch your
head getting in there.

Well, two days,
just like we said.

- You said one.
- He said one.

Well, that was just for effect. I
mean, two was more realistic.

Uh-huh. I could've
done it in one.

You know, a simple
thank you would..

Who am I talking
to? Mr. Manners?

You're welcome!

[cell gate buzzes]

What are you guys,
cops or something?

- Why are they letting you out?
- Good behavior.

So behave.

Okay, uh, before you look inside

you should know
it's all fixable.

You should have
taken his eye out.

I should have killed him.

(Ilsa) 'Mr. Guerrero.'

If you'd care to
join us in the plane

I can arrange for your
car to be shipped home.

No, thanks. I'll drive.

Please tell me they
didn't touch the engine.

They didn't touch the engine.

Still... it's quite
a long drive.

And it would be a
lovely opportunity

for us to discuss
your spying on us.

Look, Ilsa, I'm grateful for you
helping me out and all, but...

Of course. However,
back to the spying.

I don't know what you
do with your free time

but following me to
Sunday Bowling League?

Seriously, you need a hobby.

You need to work on
your follow-through.

It's all in the wrist.

Fine. I'll stop watching
everyone's back.

- Wanna give me my briefcase?
- 'Oh, yes, sure.'

Find anything else in here?

No, nothing else.

Oh, uh, except a
bunch of fish food.

Seriously, what's with that?

Is it like a... poison
to torture people with?

No, it's for feeding fish.

Are you sure you won't join us?

No, thanks.

Hey, Guerrero, how
about I buy you a drink?

Let's celebrate our
new-found freedom.

Drink sounds good.

Haven't eaten in a couple
days. Food sounds better.

Oh, I know a place.

(female ♪1) 'Enjoy.'

♪ There's lots of
things along the road ♪

♪ I'd surely like to see ♪

What am I supposed
to do with this?

Suck the head. Pinch the tail.

That's gross. I'm gonna
order a cheeseburger.

♪ But your softest
whisper's louder ♪

♪ Than the highways call to me ♪

So what do you wanna talk about?

Alright, I know you have
a reputation to uphold

but in the future,
a simple collect call

would make it a lot
easier on all of us.

[chuckles]

- You're joking, right?
- No.

- Ilsa put you up to that?
- No.

Dude, you sound like my dad.

That's a disturbing thought.

But on that note..

What's this?

It's his birthday
coming up soon, right?

Yeah.

Figured you didn't
have much time to shop

being in jail and all.

♪ And leave you layin' there ♪

♪ Close your eyes I'll
be here in the morning ♪

It's drug-free, by the way.

♪ Close your eyes I'll
be here for a while ♪

Thanks, bro.

- Don't mention it.
- Right on.

♪ Close your cryin' eyes ♪

♪ I'll be laying
here beside you ♪

♪ When the sun
comes on the rise ♪

♪ I'll stay as long
as the cuckoo wails ♪

♪ And the lonesome
blue jay cries ♪

♪ Close your eyes I'll
be here in the mornin' ♪

♪ Close your eyes I'll
be here for a while ♪

♪ Close your eyes I'll
be here in the mornin' ♪

♪ Close your eyes I'll
be here for a while ♪

[theme music]