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(film projector rattling)

(upbeat music)

♪ Hey ♪

♪ I love you ♪

♪ Love you baby ♪

♪ I said hey girl ♪

♪ Got a got a got a have the space ♪

♪ I said hey ♪

♪ Come on you gotta understand ♪

♪ Gotta understand ♪

♪ I said hey ♪

♪ Love your man ♪

♪ Just love your man ♪

♪ Oh ♪

♪ Got a lot to say ♪

♪ Oh whoa ♪

♪ Got to understand ♪

♪ Understand ♪

♪ I don't wanna be loved in life ♪

♪ I just wanna be held tight ♪

♪ Give me your body baby ♪

♪ Give me your body girl ♪

(phone ringing)

- Hey, babe.

What's up?

How's school?

Uh, no actually, I'm already here.

The bus was a little early, so.

You what?

No, it's already left.

I can't stay on it, it's gone.

Who's that with you?

Is that Brad?

It's Brad, isn't it?

That son of a...

Where are you?

Where am I?

I'm in the middle of the damn desert waiting for you.

Just tell me honestly, that's Brad, isn't it?

Look, I can hear him.

Whatever, just how far away are you?

Still?

Oh please, I'm sorry.

You know how I feel about Brad.

He's just...

Look, I'm sorry, he's just.

(phone beeping)

Hello?

- [Voicemail] When you have finished recording,

you may hang up or press one for more options.

(voicemail beeping)

- Uh, hey babe,

we must have gotten disconnected or something.

Uh, come on.

We both said four o'clock.

- [Voicemail] When you are finished recording,

you may hang up or press one for more options.

(voicemail beeping)

Is it like you don't want to be with me with me,

or, I, I don't know.

Just please call me back.

(voicemail beeping)

I know you and Brad are just friends,

it just bothers me that he sees you so much more than I do.

(voicemail beeping)

I'm dehydrated and my throat's closing up

and I think this is what dying feels like.

(Reggie moaning)

(voicemail beeping)

Just answer me this,

how the hell am I supposed to get to LA?

(whimsical music)

♪ Well when she wrapped her loving arms around my neck ♪

♪ On the dance floor at Chelsea's bar ♪

♪ I shoulda turned her away ♪

♪ But how was I to say ♪

♪ I was fire and she was gasoline ♪

♪ But we were both sad and lonely ♪

♪ After what death had done ♪

♪ But like rattle snakes kicked across the ground ♪

♪ Our true loves were dead ♪

♪ And our hearts were full of grief ♪

♪ I was fire and she was gasoline, good God ♪

♪ I was fire and she was gasoline ♪

♪ But we helped each other out ♪

♪ Oh to ease some of the pain ♪

♪ Best friends and lovers most of the time ♪

♪ But I would go mad when she would turn mean ♪

♪ Yeah I was fire and she was gasoline ♪

♪ I was fire and you was gasoline ♪

♪ As a cyclone ♪

♪ Mean as an ocean ♪

♪ They were rockin' and rollin like a rodeo ♪

♪ Get down on music road ♪

♪ Ride ♪

- Hey there, stranger.

Where are you headed?

- Out west.

- Where out west?

- LA.

- Well, I'm going to Mexico, but stopping in San Diego.

Can take you most of the way there if you wanna tag along.

- All right, sweet.

I'm Reggiemolo, but people call me Reggie.

Uh, I didn't catch your name.

- Yeah, I don't give my name to strangers.

- Hmm, only rides, huh?

Fair enough.

♪ I bet I'll shine for one more time ♪

- So where are you coming from?

- You know, I hate to be that guy,

but would you mind if we skipped the small talk?

I've had a really rough day and I just need some time.

- I know the feeling.

Just tell me one thing though.

What's in LA?

- Uh, my mom.

- You live with her?

- No, actually I haven't even met her.

- Where'd you grow up?

- In and out of foster homes until I turned 18.

Since then, I've been on my own.

- Sorry to hear that.

- Don't be.

See, I got a DNA test that matched me my birth mother,

so I booked it out west.

See my girlfriend, she uh, she goes to school in LA,

and I was supposed to move in with her, but...

- But what?

- She dumped my ass and left me for dead.

That's what.

- So, your mom knows you're headed out to meet her?

- No, I thought I'd surprise her.

- Well, that's awfully exciting.

- So, what's in Mexico?

- I'm following my favorite band through South America.

- What band?

- The Cucarachas.

- You're lying.

- How'd you know?

- You're not very convincing.

Oh uh, could you pull over here real quick?

I gotta take a piss.

- Yeah.

- How about this?

We play 20 questions, yes, no's only.

- You get three questions.

- Five questions.

- Three.

- Four questions?

- Two.

- Well fine, three questions.

Oh, don't look at me.

I'm trying to pee.

- I'm not looking at you.

- I can feel you looking at me.

(lively music)

So, does anyone else besides you know where you're headed?

- This is your first question?

- Yeah.

- No, no one besides me knows where I'm headed.

- All right, now we're getting somewhere.

- That's it?

- Mm, for now.

Now I gotta think long and hard about the next two.

- [Radio DJ] Let's return to a simpler time,

with better music.

♪ You're in trouble ain't you ♪

♪ I don't wanna ♪

- [Reggie] Are you hungry?

- [Woman] A little.

- You know, any good diners around here?

- [Woman] Oh yeah.

- You ever see Tom Jones dance?

Nobody dances like that anymore.

- But technology's gotten so much better

over the last 50 years.

- Hear me out.

Let's talk about uh, writing.

See, you have a computer,

you can just type all the crap you want out.

But with a typewriter,

you have to think about every word

and every letter you're putting down.

It's the same thing with music.

All these super compressed files

into little megabytes or whatever,

it changed the listening experience and music as a whole.

- So you're one of those kinds of people.

- Have you ever listened to vinyl?

- I haven't.

- So my theory is, that experience alone changes everything.

See, if we were still listening to vinyl,

then we'd still beginning art from the artist.

- So you only listen to vinyl?

- As much as I can.

- So you're a hippie.

- I'm not a hippie.

I'm just a guy who likes books, films, and music.

- A hippie.

- I'm not a hippie.

I don't wear tie dye or do drugs.

Am I still a hippie?

- Yes.

- Well, I guess I'll take it.

Look, one day,

I want to take a trip across the whole world

and visit every country.

I wanna really immerse myself in different cultures.

You see,

our cultural peak in the US was around the 50s to late 70s,

and I feel like there are a lot of countries

still in their cultural prime.

- I was actually thinking of doing something like that.

- Yeah?

- Mm-hm.

- I do have a question for you though.

When you first saw me, you drove by me,

stopped, and then came back for me.

Why?

- Does this count as your second question?

- Sure.

- Well, from far away you looked like a loner.

And when I got closer, you looked like a bum.

- Thanks.

- But uh, in my rear view mirror, you were kinda cute.

- Well um,

excuse me while I go to the restroom.

♪ Well I love that little girl every day ♪

- We interrupt this program with breaking news.

The FBI is offering a $10,000 reward

for information leading to the capture of Clyde Abrams,

whose police sketch is pictured here.

Sources say that he was involved in a deal gone wrong

less than two hours ago outside of Phoenix, Arizona.

He is determined to be armed and dangerous,

so don't approach the suspect.

Instead, call 911 immediately.

I repeat, if you spot Clyde Abrams in public,

do not approach him.

Instead, act normally and find a safe location to call 911.

The details about the deal gone wrong are slowly emerging.

Witnesses are saying that Abrams was standing

with a group of four heavily armed gang members

in a parking lot,

before Abrams was handed a dark brown leather duffle bag.

As Abrams was turning to walk away,

one of the individuals opened fire on Abrams,

who then drew a concealed handgun and returned fire.

An ensuing shootout

sent all four gang members to the hospital.

Clyde escaped and is currently wanted by the FBI.

We'll continue to follow this breaking story out of Phoenix.

The FBI warns

that he could be as far south as Mexico by this point.

In other news,

the Padres are on a three game winning streak.

- Wait!

Look, you've known me all of one afternoon,

but I hope to God you realize I'm not the guy on that TV.

- Just let me leave.

- Look, I don't know what's going on,

but all I ask is that you trust your gut

and take me with you, wherever it is you're going.

Look, you heard them.

They said he was involved in a job two hours ago in Phoenix.

I was with you two hours ago.

- Look, I don't think you're that guy,

but I don't intend to stay around to find out.

- Please, you've gotta get me outta here.

You're my ride, plus all my stuff's in your car already.

Look, you can take me anywhere, anywhere, but here,

and then you can just drop me off on the side of the road,

just like right where you found me.

Please.

- Just get out of the way Reggie.

- Look, please.

I have nowhere where else to go,

and here all I have right now.

And I'm asking you, (sirens blaring)

no, I'm begging you for one last favor.

Please.

- Get in and put your seat down.

- Thank you.

(sirens blaring)

What did they say about the guy on the TV?

- They said he's a wanted criminal

involved with gangs all over the county, for trafficking.

- Traf, trafficking what?

- They didn't say.

- Jesus, that guy looked looked just like me.

(sirens blaring)

You still think I'm that guy?

- I don't know and I don't wanna know.

- Well then why'd you pick me up?

- Who says we're not on our way to the police station?

- You're not.

- Okay, get your head back down.

- Not funny.

Look, I don't expect you to believe me,

but I am not that guy.

I have no idea what's going on.

- Look, if you're innocent, why don't you just turn yourself in?

- Uh-uh, no, no, no, no, no, no.

Guys like me, perfect descriptions,

eyewitness, video cameras or whatever.

We're guilty until proven innocent.

I've seen enough movies, watched enough news.

You pick me out of a lineup and I'm done for.

Guys like me don't get second chances.

- Gotcha.

Why are you looking at me? I have no advice for you.

- I don't know, just talk to me, or say something.

- What do you want me to say?

- I don't know, anything.

Just, I, I've never had a panic attack before,

but I kind of feel like I'm having one.

- Well, the good news is if you go to jail,

at least you get food and a place to stay.

- Oh my God, that's not comforting.

(sirens blaring)

- We're here.

- Thank you.

- Well get out before I'm arrested for helping you.

- You know, you never even told me your name.

- I think it's best we keep it that way.

- I mean it, for everything.

Thank you.

For the ride, for helping me get out of trouble.

The whole thing.

Can I at least give you money for gas?

- Stop.

Did you even pay for dinner?

- Oh shit.

- Look, what are your plans now?

- I'm gonna go find my mom.

- And how are you gonna get to LA?

There's people out there looking for you.

- I'll walk.

- 100 miles?

- Made it this far.

You sure you can't just tell me your name?

(melancholy music)

- Stay safe, Reggie.

(melancholy music)

(hopeful music)

- Forget something?

- Yeah, you.

Get in.

- Really?

- I already regret this.

Get in before I change my mind.

Okay look,

I don't think it's a good idea to find your mom now.

At least until all this is cleared up.

Imagine she watches the news

and you show up on her doorstep.

What kind of impression would that give, huh?

And I'm helping you not 'cause I trust you,

but I feel sorry for you.

So I'll help you get on your way and then we're done.

Deal?

- Deal.

Wait then, where are we headed?

- Wear this.

- Okay.

- Over your eyes.

- Fair enough.

Here I am, open and honest with you about everything,

and then this happens,

and yet I still can't even get a word outta you.

About your name, where you're from or anything at all.

Just promise me this one thing.

You're not taking me to the station.

10 grand is a lot of money.

- Yeah, I could pay a couple bills with that money.

- Hey, I trust you now.

Nice place.

- It's my friend's place.

She's letting me stay here

while she's outta town for a few days.

So she better not know you were here.

(sirens blaring)

- Oh, here you go.

Look, I know you have no reason to trust me,

but I haven't done anything wrong.

And I know I shouldn't be scared, but,

I can't help it.

On one hand, I still have my freedom.

But on the other hand,

if I don't turn myself in then I'll be on the run.

And for who knows how long.

- At least you'd be safe, even if you were locked up.

- Uh-uh, nah.

No way.

A guy like me?

I don't think I'd last even a, a week.

Even you said you thought I was cute.

Could you see me in jail?

Look, I think the best thing to do right now

is to lay low and try to get to the bottom of this.

Figure out whatever the hell is going on.

I mean, that guy looked kind of close to me, right?

Not exactly.

- He looked identical to you.

- Oh no.

- And how do you plan on getting to the bottom of it?

- I don't know.

But uh, do you mind if I take a shower?

- Yeah, go ahead.

- Maybe I'll figure something out in there.

I get all my best ideas in the shower.

- [TV Character] Obviously these are the first pianists

ever used in Carnegie Hall.

(audience laughing)

- [Reporter] We interrupt this program with breaking news.

Our sources say that Clyde Abrams

has now entered the FBI's top 10 most wanted list,

and the manhunt is on for him nationwide.

The FBI is now offering a $100,000 award for his capture.

If you spot him, call 911 immediately.

He is known to use a number of different disguises,

so keep an eye out.

We return now to your normal programming.

(TV chattering) (audience laughing)

(audience applauding) (phone dialing)

(phone ringing)

- [Dispatcher] 911, what's your emergency?

- Hi,

I'd like to report

that I know where the wanted criminal Clyde Abrams is.

- Copy that, ma'am.

Do you currently have a visual on him?

- Yeah, he's um, in the shower.

- And what's your location, ma'am?

- My, my current address is uh-

- [Reggie] We have breaking news

that the suspect Clyde Abrams has recently been spotted

outside a Tucson shopping mall,

prompting a full fledged police lockdown

of the surrounding area.

Several witnesses have stated that he is armed and dangerous

and he was spotted limping away from the mall injured,

and has left a trail of blood.

A 20 person SWAT team swarmed the area,

but has not yet located the fugitive.

If you have any information, authorities are urging you to call the police.

(door opening)

We return now to your normal programming.

- Get any ideas?

- [Reggie] No.

- Me either.

(phone buzzing)

- Your phone's ringing.

- Hmm?

- Someone's calling you.

(TV chattering) (phone buzzing)

- [Dispatcher] Ma'am this is the emergency operator

calling you back after we got disconnected.

- Uh, the, the, the neighbor's dog spooked me.

- What, what'd you do?

- We gotta go.

(sirens blaring)

(helicopter roaring)

- Oh crap.

I forgot my suitcase.

- You need it?

- I mean, not really, it's just clothes,

but it'd be nice.

So what now?

Where are we going?

- My friend's old place in the mountains.

No one lives there anymore.

Okay, let's go.

- What did you do?

- Seems that if you call 911

and tell them you're with a wanted criminal then hang up,

they send out the full squad.

- Look, if you want me to go, I'll go.

If you wanna call the cops and tell them where I am,

you go on right ahead.

I don't have anything to hide.

- Look, I trust you.

- Yeah, well I don't trust you.

Why'd you hang up?

- It's not you.

I know it's not you, and I'm sorry.

Okay, I'm sorry I called the police.

I won't do it again, I promise.

- I appreciate everything you've done for me.

You've done way more than you've had to,

but I don't see this ending anytime soon.

And I think,

I think it's just gonna get more dangerous,

and you don't owe me anything.

So feel free to go.

Just leave me by myself.

I can handle it.

- You think you can handle it?

- No, probably not,

but it's not fair to let you get involved.

- Look, there's no reason for me to help you

or to trust you,

but I don't think I could live with myself

if I stood by while you got caught or killed

or framed for something you didn't do.

Plus, this is just starting to get a little exciting.

- You got a death wish.

- Maybe.

- Well, whatever we decide,

and, we have to decide it together.

Deal?

- Deal.

- [Reggie] You serious?

- Are you?

- Fine.

So where's this place we're headed?

We've been hiking all night.

- We're almost there.

- All right.

Wow.

- Pretty crazy, huh?

- Pretty gnarly.

- This place has been torn apart since I last saw it.

But, it is the perfect place to get away for a while.

Ready?

- Yeah.

I, I think this will do.

- Yeah, we should be able to see

anyone coming or going from a few miles away.

- And then what?

We just hang out until?

- Till the coast is clear.

And once they've caught whoever it is that looks like you,

we can go down and clear your name.

- And what if that takes weeks or, or even months?

- Okay look, what do you want me to tell you?

I don't have the answers.

I just know we're safe up here.

Do you have any better ideas?

- No.

Yeah, you're probably right.

So, how much food do we have?

- I stuffed in enough to last about a week,

but we can head into town next week to get more supplies.

- Um, add a baseball bat to that list.

We're gonna need some sort of a, a weapon.

- Then we can stop back by the apartment next week.

I know Sydney keeps one there.

- All right.

- But in the meantime,

what do you plan we do with all this time on our hands?

Okay, what is that?

- Now this, this'll blow your mind.

- You lugged that all the way up here?

- Lugged this thing across the whole country.

- You are a diehard hippie.

You even have any records?

- All right.

Are you ready for your first vinyl experience?

♪ Suddenly the world I used to know and see ♪

- I love this band.

- I know.

- How?

- You were playing them when you first picked me up.

- Come on, dance with me.

♪ And every time ♪

♪ Tell I was good in bed I'm doing fine ♪

♪ But nothing never changes ♪

♪ And now I see, baby you're hurting me ♪

♪ Stuck in repeat ♪

♪ Stop lying ♪

♪ I know you're playing your part ♪

♪ But baby it's breaking my heart, is it over ♪

♪ How could I know, oh is it over ♪

♪ If you don't need me ♪

♪ Just let me know and I'll go ♪

♪ Truthfully ♪

♪ The game that you've been playing felt so real to me ♪

♪ I once believed that you could be my destiny ♪

♪ Baby baby you were really hurting me ♪

♪ Who is she ♪

♪ How can you reject me so damn easily ♪

♪ Who are you and what are we ♪

♪ Baby baby you are really hurting me ♪

♪ I know you're playing your part ♪

♪ But baby it's breaking my heart, is it over ♪

♪ How could I know, oh is it over ♪

♪ If you don't need me ♪

♪ Just let me know and I'll go ♪

♪ I know you're playing your part ♪

♪ But baby it's breaking my heart, is it over ♪

♪ How could I know, oh is it over ♪

♪ If you don't need me just let me know ♪

♪ Leaving your car, got lost in your heart ♪

♪ I'm falling apart, stop lying ♪

♪ Don't know who you are baby anymore ♪

♪ I'm dying ♪

♪ I know you're playing your part ♪

♪ But baby it's breaking my heart, is it over ♪

♪ How could I know, oh is it over ♪

♪ If you don't need me just let me know and I'll go ♪

♪ I know you're playing your part ♪

♪ 'Cause I know oh oh ♪

♪ But baby it's breaking my heart ♪

♪ How could I know, oh is it over ♪

♪ If you don't need me just let me know and I'll go ♪

- Oh, um.

Ah, sorry, I just uh.

- It's okay.

- You still think I'm that guy.

- Really?

- Then what?

You got a boyfriend?

- Something like that.

- I'm, I'm gonna go get started on dinner.

(lively music)

♪ Feel ya smile ♪

♪ Smile ♪

- I think you need some sunglasses.

- Uh, I think I've got some.

- [Radio DJ] The saga continues with Clyde Abrams.

Investigators from the FBI

have now confirmed that he has an accomplice

whom investigators are referring to as Clarice.

She is accused of helping him

avoid police and investigators.

Which seems crazy to me

that anyone would help somebody like that.

But hey, love is love.

Am I right?

Her description is 5'2,

white female with blonde hair and greenish blue eyes.

If you spot either of them,

you are urged to call the police.

They have been indicated in crimes across the country,

including smuggling and armed robbery.

They sound like the modern day Bonnie and Clyde,

if you ask me.

With all the madness happening in the world,

let's take a little break and have some fun-

- You ready?

- [Radio DJ] With one of my all time favorites,

"The Boathouse" by Nicholas Judge.

- Let's do it.

(upbeat music)

♪ Come on ♪

♪ I said baby ♪

♪ I know you're on a roll ♪

♪ Sweet honey ♪

♪ Let's take it real slow ♪

♪ You know I got what you need baby ♪

♪ So take it moving on ♪

♪ I said we got what you need honey ♪

♪ Come and groove along ♪

♪ Come on ♪

♪ Ooh rollin' on the highway ♪

- [Reggie] So we're gonna go in, get a weapon or something,

get some food, and then we're just gonna get out.

- [Margot] Mm-hm.

- Hey hey. - Male approximately 5'8-5'10.

- You didn't see that guy?

- What guy? - He was right in front of us.

Like a cop or something.

- Where?

- And then, at our 10 o'clock, the guy in the car.

They're behind us now.

- Wait, the one with the newspaper?

Who reads a newspaper?

- I don't know.

Oh my God. - Well, we can sneak past him.

- No, we can't risk it.

Let's go.

- Look, I promise you those guys are after us. Would you just listen to me.

- Don't worry about it, okay?

Just be quiet.

- Well, we can rule off going to the apartment anytime soon.

- Yeah, I guess so.

Look um, just for reference,

12 o'clock is directly in front of you.

- I know that.

- Uh, three o'clock's to the right.

♪ I said baby ♪

♪ You got us moving on ♪

- Okay look, what's our next move?

- Um, just get some food and then go back to the hideout.

- [Margot] Okay.

- Um, what are we gonna do about a weapon?

- [Margot] Can we get some candy?

- No, stop. - Ow.

- [Reggie] Be quiet.

- Do you like wine?

- Yeah, no, no.

Just stick to the list.

We barely have enough money as it is.

- Lame-o.

(door bell ringing)

- [DJ] We're San Diego's number one choice for radio.

- Hey! - Sunnyside Up songs,

all day, all night.

99.7, Finest City Radio.

Your favorite place for better music.

(smooth music)

(fist smacking)

(door bell ringing)

- Who the hell are these guys?

- How, how should I know?

- How'd they find us?

- Reggie, get in.

- Take a seat, please.

I'm sure you're both very, very confused.

And rightfully so.

Last week you were both living your little lives,

and now you're mixed up in all of this nonsense.

I get it.

Hey, let me cut to a chase.

Reggie, you have two options.

Option number one,

you can play our little game

and we can make Clyde Abrams go away forever.

You can both go back to your lives

and you'll be out of this thing forever.

Option number two, which I don't recommend,

is that you can leave right now.

Quite frankly, Reggie,

last week you were one of the most wanted men in the county

by both the cops and criminals.

We took care of the local cops,

but the Briggs gang, they're a little more difficult.

- It's not me.

I haven't done anything wrong.

- We know that, but we're in a bit of a predicament here.

We created the facade of Clyde Abrams

so we'd get next to Malgum Briggs and infiltrate his gang.

So we took a kid right out of the academy

and we turned him into a undercover cop

to work right alongside Freddy here.

We were breeding him to be an incredibly good criminal.

We created a phony criminal history.

We put it in criminal databases,

showing that he committed crimes,

dozens of crimes, that he didn't really commit.

And in the meantime,

we were training him to be the most ruthless,

toughest importer exporter in the business.

- But his reputation was too bloody good.

- His reputation was so good

that he was the only exporter that Malgum Briggs will trust

to export a duffle bag we need to get out of his hands.

The problem is, Clyde Abrams was killed last week.

- How was he killed?

- He was exporting some merchandise for a rival client

and they killed him.

You know, he was just too good for his job,

and that's always a problem in this profession.

- And Briggs just trusts someone he's never met?

- There have been so many bloody rumors going around

about Clyde Abrams in this town

that he's been put on a pedestal like a God.

And in this world, mate, all rumors are true.

- What's in the bag?

- Suffice it to say, something that's not supposed to exist.

- Malgum Briggs?

- Badass, mean son of a bitch,

and he's in possession of something

that he's not supposed to have.

- What are you?

FBI,

CIA, NSA?

- Don't worry about it, Reggie.

Just know we're on the right side.

We just need to know whether you're on board

by 10:00 PM tonight.

- Look man, I appreciate the opportunity and all,

but I came out here across the country looking for my mom,

and that's all I came here to do.

So thanks, but no thanks.

I didn't come out here to get involved

in some deep government bullshit.

- Reggie.

- I hate to break it to you, Reggie,

but you're already involved.

You're in deep whether you like it or not.

I don't recommend that you go out in the public right now.

You'll put yourself and everyone else involved in danger.

- Oh yeah?

Well, it was you guys who made this mess,

so why don't you clean it up?

- We're doing our very best,

but we can't guarantee that we can keep you

or your little girlfriend over there safe

for a very long period of time.

We're expecting you to help us make this thing go away.

For right now, this is our way of communication.

Freddy here will take you back

and he'll also be your main point of contact.

I have a flight to catch,

but we'll be in touch soon.

- So, what are we gonna do?

- Well, I'm certainly not a criminal,

and I'm certainly not an undercover cop.

I'm definitely not gonna risk my life for this crap.

- You want to get involved? - I think we should.

- Yeah, of course you think that, Death Wish.

Do you actually think that's a good idea?

- What other option do we have?

- I don't know,

but I don't think there can be a we anymore.

Look, I came out here to find my mom

and you came out here running away from your fiance

for whatever reason.

The ring fell outta your bag.

So that's what we should do.

Go our separate ways,

or at least that's what I'm gonna do.

- So that's it?

After all this, you're just gonna walk away?

- What do you want me to say?

"Thanks for the ride?"

I'm sorry I don't want to get mixed up

in some deep government conspiracy

where we have everything to lose,

or be some guinea pig for them

with some girl whose name I don't even know.

- My name's Margot.

- What was that?

- I said my name's Margot.

And yes, I was proposed to a couple weeks ago

by someone I'd spent years of my life with.

I thought I was ready to marry him,

and then my grandfather died.

I was really close with him.

And he was happily married his entire life.

Always said that was

the most important decision he ever made.

He was the one person

who saw that this guy I was dating wasn't the one for me.

When my grandfather died,

he left me that car, a letter and a poem.

The letter was written from him to me

and the poem was written 50 years ago

from my grandfather to my grandmother.

See, he was in a situation that was similar to mine

when he met my grandmother.

And when she moved across the country,

he chased her down in that car

and he read her that poem

promising he'd never let them settle

into a boring mundane life, and they didn't.

The morning after I read that letter, I was on the road.

I, I didn't know what else to do.

My whole life is really less than fascinating.

My whole life planned out for me.

Just, boring.

- You're not lying for once.

- No.

- That story's great and all,

but getting involved is not the answer.

Look, I'm trying to save our lives,

and finishing what I started in the first place.

- And you think I should just go back

to what I was doing before we met

'cause this is the end of the road for us?

- I refuse to be a pawn in their scheme.

- But we could do it together.

- Yeah, let's go off and die together.

That'd be just great.

- What about me?

- What about you?

You're just some girl who picked me up off the side of the road.

That's it.

- Are you kidding?

- No.

- So go.

If you believe that, then leave.

(melancholy music)

♪ The days when we are apart ♪

♪ Time only drags on alone ♪

♪ Each minute I'm without your loving ♪

♪ As though a lifetime has gone ♪

♪ But every night I close my eyes ♪

♪ And dream I'm with you back home ♪

♪ When I wake, go far away ♪

♪ And I'm am still all alone ♪

♪ Life gets so lonesome without you ♪

♪ I think I'm losing my mind ♪

♪ I don't know how I ended up here ♪

♪ Or why I left you behind ♪

♪ Birthday to you ♪

♪ Happy birthday to you ♪

♪ Happy birthday dear ♪

- [Woman] Oh!

♪ Happy birthday to you ♪

(melancholy music)

- Now first off,

I'm beyond excited that you decided to help out.

What happened to the lady?

- I couldn't let her get mixed up in all this.

- Understandable.

Anyways, this is gonna give us a lot of street cred with Malgum

and help us catch the guy a lot sooner.

Now I've been working undercover with Malgum, for over a year now,

but we're no closer to catching him than when I first started.

So things are gonna move fast,

which means we have to be prepared.

Now, the plan of attack is I'm going to introduce you

to Malgum Briggs on Friday night.

Now I'm writing a script for you to memorize.

It's gonna get you in and then get you out.

- Okay, right.

- But first things first, do you own any weapons?

- Ah, I got baseball bat.

- Right.

Call him.

His name's Patrick.

He's a traveling salesman.

Tell him I sent you.

Now he's a salesman, and a damn good one,

so don't let him upsell you on anything else, okay?

- Yeah.

- Now there's a list on there.

Hand it to him.

Got it? - Got it.

Wait.

There's no area code on here.

- Yeah, how it works. - No area codes, mate.

- Okay.

- And take a case.

Take everything home with you, understand?

- Yeah.

- All right.

Here's something to cover the lot.

And, here's some to play with.

- Thank you.

- You got a place to lay low until the night?

- Yeah.

- Right.

- (stuttering) Hey Freddy?

- Yeah, mate?

- Could you uh, tell me what Clyde was like?

- It's a bit spooky mate.

You are the spitting image of him.

But he was a cool guy and a great agent.

That's what he was.

So meat up with Patrick at the Garden Motel.

Get some weapons, start practicing.

I don't expect you to need it, but you never know.

And for this plan to work on Friday,

you're gonna need to play the part of Clyde.

You know, wear his skin for a bit.

So I'm writing script for you still.

But in this script,

there's a bit of a twist, you see?

- Hi, I'm Clyde.

Hi, I'm Clyde.

Sup bitch, I'm Clyde.

Hi, I'm Clyde.

How's it going?

I'm Clyde.

No, he's here to sell you guns, idiot.

(knocking on door)

- Hi there.

- [Reggie] What the hell are you doing here?

- I didn't get the invite, so I invited myself.

- Come on.

Look, you gotta go.

- Nah, I'm good.

- There's a very dangerous man on his way.

- Yeah, I know, Patrick.

- Wait, how'd you know?

- I called Freddy.

He filled me in.

You didn't think I was gonna let you do this alone, did you?

- Look, I can't let you get involved in all this.

- I know, that's why you've pushed me away.

But that's not your choice to make.

- Look, Margot.

I,

I don't know what or, or, or why,

but you, it.

- I know.

I feel the same.

You meet your mom?

- I got to the door, but uh,

I couldn't bring myself to do it.

- Well why not?

(knocking on door)

- Uh, I'll tell you later.

(man whistling)

- Got that list?

- Yeah.

- Freddy has you guys packing kind of light.

Can I offer you some finer machinery?

- I like.

- Give me that. - No, get your own.

- Yeah, we're not gonna be needing this.

- All right, how bout anything else?

Morphine, mescaline, heroin, marijuana, blow?

- No, we're, we're good. - No?

- Well how about a new car?

I saw your Plymouth out back.

I can get you a brand new Toyota

with the pink slip for $4,000.

- I think we're good.

- Fair enough.

How about this?

This is cleaning spray.

Normally it's 39.99,

but I'll give it to you half price right now.

Check that out.

That'll get the fingerprints off anything.

Blood stains out of a white shag carpet,

and if you're in a jam, it'll get you out double the speed.

That's what OJ used the first time.

Buy now, I'll throw in some cleaning rags

and this case of 9 mil.

And that bottle will last you longer

than my last relationship.

Also, it's great for home.

It'll get out anything.

I'm talking about coffee stains, ink stains,

wine stains, fun stains, love stains,

bite marks, duct tape, goo, and uh,

unlike Madonna, it's never been touched.

And then there's this.

9" mahogany chassis handle.

Look at that blade.

- Yeah.

- Am I right?

- Mm-hm.

- Shiny as a baby's hiney.

Have you ever seen anything like that?

- No.

- You? - Uh-uh.

- You know how long I've been carrying this thing around?

- Uh-uh.

- Long time.

Do you know why?

- Uh-uh.

- Because it's special to me.

The last guy I saw, he wanted to buy this.

I was this close to selling it to him.

You know why I didn't?

- Uh-uh.

- He's a weirdo, you know?

Really off putting.

You wouldn't give someone something special

that turned you off like that, right?

I want to be honest.

When I came in here, I felt something.

And it relates to this knife.

Something, right in here.

Did you feel anything?

- Yeah.

Yeah I, you can, sure.

- What did you feel?

- Uh.

- Do you remember?

I'll tell you what you felt.

- Okay.

- You felt the feeling of home.

You know what I mean by that, right?

- Not really.

- You felt something coming back to you.

I felt something special in the air.

And it relates to this knife.

This knife is your home.

What do you feel?

Do you feel protected?

Do you feel safe?

Do you feel like you're home?

I think you guys are playing coy with me.

You felt something was in that bag that belonged to you.

So I feel like we're gonna be friends for a while.

Yeah.

But this is what's important.

Are you ready to go home?

- Why not?

- Are you ready?

- Uh-huh.

- She's ready.

- Yeah.

- So what do you think?

- Uh, how much for it all?

- Cash or check?

- Margot, glad to have you back.

Now, think of it as a story that you need to memorize.

You two are some of the most important criminals

walking the streets right now,

so you better start acting like it.

Now what Malgum Briggs is gonna be interested in,

is why you two are coming out of the blue to help him.

Now this story is about that.

- This is really boring.

Can we improv?

- No.

So, you both better know every detail,

and you both better know it together.

- We gotta memorize all this?

- Look, act like you're telling a joke, okay?

You're working towards a punchline.

As long as it works, it works.

But, you gotta remember every detail.

What you were wearing, the temperature, everything.

Okay?

And here, get yourself some new clothes, aye?

This is Malgum Briggs we're talking about.

- So I keep a.

Fuck.

So I keep a low profile, right?

I don't sell, I don't smuggle, I.

So I keep a low profile, right?

I don't smuggle animals, weapons or people.

I keep a tight, eh.

So I keep a low profile, right?

I don't smuggle weapons, animals or people.

I run a tight ship.

Well, anyways,

see, an old buddy of mine recommended me to a friend,

and then to another friend.

You see, usually I don't accept jobs under these pretenses,

but, I was desperate, and so I took it.

(gunshots firing)

(glass shattering)

(gunshots firing)

(glass shattering)

So, I could do just about anything and get away clean.

Then this, this one job came up from this uh, Mr. Margione.

- Maglione.

- What?

- Maglione.

- Did I mess it up again?

- Look, it's okay.

- No, it's not okay.

I, I can't do this.

I'm gonna get us fucking killed.

- You can do it.

Just a deep breath and pretend like you're there.

Again.

- So this one job comes up from Mr. Maglione.

Pretty straightforward.

Our task was to take these diamonds,

these East African diamonds from LA

and bring 'em to the Dominican Republic.

At the time, we were pretty small players,

so we couldn't afford our own charter plane.

So our only option really was to take these things strapped

and fly out straight outta LAX.

- Strapped?

Were strapped to your body?

- No, they weren't strapped to us.

We had 'em in bags.

But you gotta remember,

these things weighed about 10 pounds each give or take.

So just getting them to the airport was a workout by itself.

And then we were dropped off at the break of dawn.

- No, stop.

I remember them.

(calming music)

Let me get this straight.

You,

and you,

smuggled the Diselli La Rona excelsior diamonds,

the crown of Sierra Leon,

in a carryon bag?

♪ Your dressing girl ♪

♪ Await for your return ♪

- So we're up next to show our IDs,

when I notice this isn't going to be a routine check.

They're opening the bag of everybody that walks through.

- So the day before there was a power outage,

and none of their systems were online yet.

So, we're looking at each other about to abort the mission,

when the agent calls me up to show him my ID.

So, I strut up there with the bag still in my hand.

The only time I put it down is when I go for my wallet.

So he stares at me and he stares at my ID.

Then he stares at me again.

He probably saw the sweat dripping from my forehead

and didn't buy it,

but he handed me my ID and let me go forward.

When I went to go pick up my bag,

I noticed it was a lot lighter than before.

You see, Clarice had switched out the bags

and I didn't know her plan.

- So I get up there to show my ID.

Same thing happens.

The nice part is all those agents are mostly men.

- Oh, I bet they loved you.

Oh, continue, with all the men.

- So I had these two agents assigned to me,

and they were tearing through my stuff,

just looking for anything they could find.

And then I glance over at Clarice,

who's flirting with a lucky son of a bitch agent

who just happened to get paired with her.

Like you gotta understand something,

the work she was putting in on this man

would make too high end escorts

look like Monday night strippers.

It was unbelievable.

You just, you had to see it for yourself.

- Poor little guy didn't even open the bag,

and he still calls me.

- What?

You gave him your actual number?

- It's all just a game to her.

- Oh shit.

Some kind of game.

That's some secret weapon.

(smooth music)

How'd you guys meet?

- Well, once upon a time,

I was at a bit of a rough patch see,

and I ended up having a hitchhike,

and Clarice here was the one who picked me up.

I knew she liked me from the moment she saw me.

- Did not.

- I saw the way you looked at me at the lake.

- Did you forget about the time you tried to kiss me?

- Well, I'll be damned.

So tell me Clyde,

all this time I've been hearing about you.

Clyde this, Clyde that, but you're like a God damn ghost.

When Freddy here told me you were taking a meeting with me,

I didn't believe it.

You're the best in the business.

How much merch have you moved?

You gotta tell me.

- Oh, I don't kiss and tell, Malgum.

You of all people should understand that.

- But just tell me about one in particular, Maxwell.

You see he was a buddy of mine,

and I heard you killed him.

So please, if you would indulge me

so I can put this memory to rest.

I'm struggling over here.

You understand.

- Well, you see Malgum,

I don't kill when I don't have to.

But if you get in my way,

well, let's just say Maxwell got in my way.

It's sad, too, especially 'cause he always acted so tough.

But you know what?

I know a rat when I see one,

and I know a squealer when I see one, too.

And Maxwell, well, he was both.

- I knew Maxwell would be a rat if he ever got caught,

but I didn't think he'd be a squealer.

It's a damn shame.

You know what else is a damn shame?

That we have a liar amongst us as we speak.

- And why is that?

- Oh, I don't believe in coincidences,

and too many have been happening recently.

I got a really bad vibe.

- So you see, I made a wager amongst my men.

The odds were 3-1 that you were dead.

And that if you weren't dead,

then the odds were 10-1 that you didn't kill Maxwell.

One of my own men even told me,

that he saw you, witnessed you being killed.

Now it's pretty clear that you're very much alive

and that you did kill Maxwell.

(gunshot firing)

(body thudding)

This is the one thing about this job I hate.

- Killing people?

- No, killing people's kind of fun.

It's the, the blood that freaks me out.

That's a load off my chest.

My God, Clyde,

you look sick.

Is it something I said?

- You got blood on my suit.

- My apologies.

- So, tell me about this job I've been hearing about.

(men whispering)

- I need a package delivered to Santa Domingo, Costa Rica.

It's a special package for a special friend.

I think you understand.

- And this package, what's in it?

(Malgum chuckles)

- You wouldn't believe me if I told you,

but it's a duffle bag.

And in no way can this bag be tied to me.

You see?

- I understand.

We can deliver it by this time tomorrow for 60.

We'll call it the first time customers discount.

- Done.

But you have to promise me that you won't look in the bag.

- I never do.

Do we have a deal?

- [Malgum] I believe we do.

(upbeat music)

♪ I want a 50s kind of love ♪

♪ Shining black and white, simply enough ♪

♪ No real love, no complications of ♪

♪ That no good nasty real love ♪

♪ I want a 50s kind of love ♪

♪ I want a 50s kind of love ♪

♪ I want a heart that isn't so messed up ♪

♪ I want to count all of the stars above ♪

♪ And brush the dirt under the rug ♪

♪ I want a 50s kind of love ♪

♪ Movie lines said simply enough ♪

♪ No real sex no complications of ♪

♪ That no good nasty real love ♪

♪ I want a 50s kind of love ♪

(radio static buzzing)

(seagulls cawing)

- Hey, what are you doing?

- Opening it.

- Don't.

- We do all of that and we're not gonna open it?

- Look, I wanna open it just as bad as you do,

but just think about all the people

that are fighting over this,

even dying over it.

- Exactly, it must be worth it.

- Look,

if we open this

then all of a sudden we become a part of that.

- We're already a part of it.

- What I'm saying is we're not killers,

but if we open this then...

- You're scared of what's in there.

- Terrified.

- I understand.

- And it's been 24 hours.

(phone buzzing)

- [Malgum] Oh no, you try to cross me, Malgum Briggs?

You picked the wrong one to mess with, Clyde and Clarice.

I know your little plot, assholes.

Freddy told me the whole thing.

Bring me my merchandise

before I send my attack dogs after you.

Oh, I think I have a little friend of yours here.

- [Sheila] Reggie?

Reggie, is that you?

Please help me.

Come get me, babe.

- Oh no.

- [Sheila] Please, it's scary down here.

- They have Sheila.

- [Sheila] Please, babe.

You gotta come and get me, I'm freaking out.

I'm afraid he's gonna kill me.

I don't know what to do.

No.

- Freddy will tell you the location.

(tense music)

- I should have listened to my instincts.

When something is too good to be true, it usually is.

- So who are you?

- I'm Clyde Abrams.

- So what was your plans?

Decide to rip me off and then what?

(Sheila crying)

- We didn't think that far ahead.

- Will you shut the fuck up already?

God damn it.

God damn it, Freddy, bring me my bag.

- Just let them go.

(Brad whimpering)

- You're fine. - Babe.

I didn't know you were, you-

- [Reggie] You, you need to leave.

You need to get the hell outta here.

Look-

(tense music)

What the hell are you doing?

Briggs, you can't do this.

- Sorry, mate.

(tense music)

This was not part of the plan.

- I'm sorry.

(tense music)

- I'm sorry, I got you mixed up in all this.

- Don't be.

(gunshots firing)

(intense music)

- [Malgum] Is it done?

- [Freddy] Yeah, it's done.

- I uh, I'm gonna take a piss.

- Well make it quick.

(intense music)

(Reggie laughing)

(Margot laughing)

- Whew.

- It worked.

- Shit, it actually did work.

Wait but, how did Sheila get mixed up in all this?

- Who knows?

Let's get the hell outta here.

(intense music)

- [DJ] 99.7, Finest City Radio.

(phone buzzing)

Your favorite place for better music.

- Hello?

Okay, let me put you on speaker.

- [Freddy] You guys did outstanding.

Really, I mean it.

Holy shit, you guys.

And uh, Malgum needed some collateral.

So sorry, had to get your girlfriend mixed up in all this.

- Ex-girlfriend.

Plus she owed me one, so.

- So what now?

- Now you guys need to lay low for a few weeks.

Malgum will open this duffle here sooner or later,

and it'll be someone's ass on the chopping block.

We'll all point fingers again and start the whole cycle,

but in the meantime we've got that bag

out of the wrong hands,

and we're infinitely closer to getting Malgum behind bars.

So, lay low and you know what to do with the bag.

- What's in the bag?

- Well, why don't you open it and find out?

Now I've gotta go.

Thanks again for all your help.

We're in eternal debt to you both.

And Reggie, you know where to put the bag, mate.

Goodbye for now.

- Bye Freddy.

- [Radio DJ] And so the saga comes to an end,

as Clyde and Clarice were shot to death

out in Joshua Tree this afternoon.

You know, for a second there,

I didn't know whether these two were real or not,

but I guess after all, this proves that it is.

I'm sure a lot of Americans out there

are going to sleep a lot easier tonight

knowing that these two (phone buzzing)

are no longer terrorizing people across the West Coast.

Let's celebrate by getting a little frisky

here in America's finest city, on Finest City Radio,

with a new single, "Naked," by Par Hagstrom.

(phone buzzing)

- Hi.

No, no, no.

I'm fine, I promise.

I promise everything's okay.

I'll tell you the whole story when I'm home.

Okay, I'll explain it all when I get back.

Bye.

- The fiance?

So I guess this is goodbye.

- Guess so.

- So the mysterious Margot

finally has to head back to reality, huh?

No more treasure hunts or following bands?

- Seems that way.

What are you doing?

- I'm headed that way.

- I can take you.

- No.

It's fine,

and I know you're headed that way, so.

I'd offer to give you gas money, but.

- Stop.

- You see.

When I went to meet my mom for the first time,

I realized something.

I didn't even come out to LA to, to find my mom.

I came out here to find someone

who'd actually care about me,

and I've pushed everyone away who's tried.

And I tried to push you away,

but I'd be a fool to let you walk outta my life again.

I'd rather be in a world full of danger

and uncertainty with you,

than be safe and by myself.

- You know, Reggie, I have a whole life back home.

- And all of that made you run away.

- I ran away 'cause I was scared of my life

becoming dull forever.

This last week has been exactly what I needed.

But I need to go home and make it right.

You sure I can't take you?

- I'll be fine.

But I never did get my third question.

- Shoot.

- Why did you help me?

- I thought you said yes or no questions only?

Doesn't a girl deserve a little adventure?

♪ I know I know ♪

♪ It won't last long ♪

♪ It's only dreams ♪

♪ But I take one day at a time ♪

♪ Oh yeah our hearts are no longer synchronized ♪

♪ You look so good, you look so good ♪

♪ You're the love I want, the love I need ♪

♪ You look so good, you look so good ♪

♪ You're the only one, you're the one I want ♪

♪ Until you change your mind ♪

♪ I'm sitting here passing time ♪

♪ You never know ♪

♪ Over me ♪ - I got you on-

That's it.

(man making guitar sounds)

♪ You make my heart sing ♪

(men making guitar sounds) (man laughing)

♪ You make everything groovy ♪

♪ At a time ♪

- [Man] Whenever, day two.

- Changing the whole thing.

This is the, the rail mount.

- [Man] Hello, what are you doing over there?

- Digging a hole.

- [Man] Why are you digging a hole?

- Well I gotta get ready for the storm.

- [Man] What storm?

- Storm, it's coming.

♪ Look so good, you look so good ♪

- [Man] 'Cause he doesn't have his glasses on.

That's why he's, seriously. - He's got sunglasses on.

- [Man] Bleeding from the eyes.

- Stop, that's what you wanted, right?

- [Man] Not right now.

- I'm trying to frame this up.

You're frigging blinding me.

- It's all about timing.

Not about where you finish.

- [Man] So guys,

how much do you guys hate me right now

for putting you through that?

What you say, Alex?

- Yes. - Yes?

Just a little bit, not too much?

I can, I can handle that.

I can handle that.

What a beautiful day though.

What a beautiful day.

- Yeah, it was definitely an experience, that's for sure.

- [Man] That's right.

Look at all this.

We're out here.