My good brother.
Uh-huh.
That's it? No suitcase, huh?
Let's get out of here.
Don't smoke in the car.
Afternoon, Miss Graves. Hello.
Welcome.
Hi, Michele. How nice to see you.
These gentlemen are expecting you. Thank you.
Should I take your coat? No, thanks. I'm not staying.
Brad, Dex, sorry I can't stay for lunch.
I have to fill in for one of the partners at a board meeting.
This won't take long. Nothing for me.
No. Maybe I'll have a Diet Coke. Okay.
Make that Evian water please.
Uh, no, I'll have San Pellegrino and water, no ice.
You got it? Got it.
Here's the deal.
There's no deal. My client balked.
What do you mean your client balked?
I tried to sell it to her. She wouldn't go for it.
- She thinks her company's worth more. - She thinks or you think?
Ooh, on second thought, that looks interesting.
Is that smoked chicken? Tell us what you want, Marianne.
And don't say... Smoked chicken?
I got to make a phone call.
Hey, it's just us here. What are you looking for?
I'm looking for a world of fair play,
where the corporate big guys don't always get their way.
Still beating up on your ex-husband?
Ooh. You're going to pay for that one.
Who's her husband? Me and my big mouth.
- Hey, pookie! - Don't call me pookie.
Sorry. I just meant to be affectionate.
What's the matter, babe? Nothing. I'm in the middle of a business meeting,
and I don't have a lot of time, but
do you remember when you said you wanted to have sex with me in some weird place?
How about Detroit?
Aw, too kinky. Anyway, I'm socked in.
They're installing my big screen on Sunday,
and I got the mile-high mall presentation in Denver next week.
What am I gonna do by myself in Detroit?
Oh, buy a Chevy. Prove you're American.
I don't love you, and I won't miss you.
Yeah, sure. Call me when you get there, huh?
Bye.
Arr, shiver me timbers. Ah, welcome, Iaddies! Welcome aboard!
Mr. Sorenson and Mr. Diggs.
Mr. Sorenson, Mr. Diggs, go right in. Enjoy the party.
Thank you very much. It will be taken care of. It's my pleasure.
Thank you.
Well, what happened, boss? They go for it?
They'd be crazy not to.
What do these Colombians want? It's foolproof.
We got all the customs agents. We got the border guards.
Everything's in place.
We got a little problem.
A cloud over us. The cartel's made an offer of 50 million.
They'll keep it on the table for 30 days
if we can make this little... problem go away.
Jarmin. They know about Jarmin, right?
It's time to finish it.
We've got to find him and take him out.
Easier said than done.
We'll do it ourselves this time, make sure it gets done right.
Lovely day.
But we have a little cloud... to blow away.
Nobody driving in this bad weather tonight.
Why don't you give up on that tank? Come over to the house for dinner.
It's no good, you being alone so much, Billy Ray.
Been in town three months, you haven't made one friend.
At least none that I've seen.
Why don't you wash up, come to the house, and meet the missus?
You hear me, Billy Ray?
I'm turning down this radio.
Billy Ray? You gone to sleep under there?
Oh, God! Help me, Marvin!
Help me. Pull me out! Get me out of here!
Hold on, bro! Hold on! Oh, God! Help me, Marvin!
Oh! Get me out of here!
- Oh, damn it. - Get this thing off of me!
Oh, Marvin, what am I going to do with no legs?
Look at your face!
Something wrong with your brain, boy?
I'm sorry, man.
I got to do something to break up the monotony around here, you know?
Oh, you're bored, are you? Yeah, I'm bored as hell.
Oh, don't take it personal, ol' Marvin. I mean, hell, I'm just a restless guy.
That's the kind of guy I am. That's why I travel around so much like I told ya.
I guess I get it from my daddy. I ever tell you he was a traveling salesman?
He sold hairbrushes in Kentucky.
I thought you said your dad raised hogs in Tennessee.
Well, he raised hogs, then he sold hairbrushes.
You'll bullshit at the drop of a hat.
You can't say you never pulled anybody's leg before.
I'll get it. I'll get it.
Oh, and Marvin,
Uh, thank you for that dinner invitation.
Can I help you, ma'am? Unleaded, please.
Unleaded. All right.
- I have no idea. - Yeah, that's what it is, all right.
That's the sixties station. Hell, I'll listen to that one all day.
You know what they say about the sixties, don't you?
If you can remember 'em, you wasn't there.
Hey, you want me to check under the hood, ma'am? No. It's rented.
You come to Detroit, and you rent a Beemer?
That's like going to Germany and eating Jimmy Dean sausages.
You know, in Tennessee, where I was born and raised, I never did see cars like this.
I was 22 years old before I even knew the foreigners made cars.
Are you from Tennessee?
Yes, ma'am. I'm a southern boy. What's your name?
Billy Ray. Named after both the scoundrels
my mama thought might have been my daddy.
Uh, is that cash or card, ma'am?
Ma. am?
Rick?
Beg... Beg your pardon?
- Will Master Card do? - Be just fine.
You know, you remind me of someone a lot. I do?
Yeah, a boy. A man
named Rick Jarmin... whose plane went down in the mountains in Mexico
15 years ago.
I never went to Mexico. But I always wanted to. You laugh like him.
Well, I didn't mean to. You look like him.
I don't know what to tell you, ma'am.
- There. - You want to sign that?
Well, you have a nice day, then.
Billy Ray? Ma'am?
Do you have a tattoo?
A tattoo? No.
Your upper right arm? A dove?
No, I don't have a tattoo.
I'm not leaving till you show me.
Hope nobody's looking.
There. Satisfied?
Right arm.
There. Now, I got some shrapnel there.
I took that in Vietnam. It's all down my right side. You wanna see it?
I'm sorry. My friend would have never been in that war.
Meaning what?
Oh. He was very much against killing.
I'd like to help you, sir, but all I know is Officer Baird is retired.
His cases are being referred to other officers in the department.
Hey, that's not possible.
He would not have retired without telling me.
He's been handling my case for the last 15 years.
If you would give me your current name and ID. number,
I can put you in touch with your new case officer.
With all due respect, lady, I don't know who the hell you are.
If I give you my name and ID. number,
you're gonna know everything from my rising sign to the color of my shorts.
Hold, please. Now hang on... Damn it. Hello?
Excuse me. Excuse me, guys.
- Yeah? - That call you've been waiting for?
Mm-hmm. He's on the line.
He won't give me his name or location.
He's demanding to talk to Lou Baird. Mm-hmm.
Rick? Hey boy. How you doing?
This is Joe Weyburn. Remember me?
I set you up at that one-hour photo lab in Cleveland.
It was 1978, was it? No, it was 1979.
I don't remember you.
Well, you know us F.B.I. guys. We all look alike.
Oh. Boy, you are one rolling stone, aren't ya?
Where are you now, Rick?
Where's Lou? Why did he retire? He would have told me he was retiring.
Well, to tell you the truth, Rick, he lost you.
He lost... He lost me? Yeah. That's why we put him out to pasture.
That's why I'm on the case. Why did... Where is he?
Where did he retire to?
Come on. Where did he retire to?
Look. Look, uh... He once gave me a number.
It was his sister's place in St. Louis. He used to go there on vacations.
Is that where he is? Am I getting warm?
Look. He's out of the picture, Rick.
Now, what is it? Are you in some kind of trouble?
Uh, no. No, not at all. Where's Sorenson?
Sorenson.
Still safely in jail as far as I know. Yeah. Here he is.
Well, you got nothing to be worried about.
He's never getting out of there, boy.
What about his partner?
Diggs. Yeah.
Unless he's made another pass at you,
he's probably got his drug money and living the good life in South America somewhere.
We have no idea where he is. That's a relief.
So what is it, pal? Relocation time?
Yeah, I guess. Where the hell can you put me?
Where are you now? And what name are you using, Rick?
Come on, buddy. I'm just trying to do my job here.
Bowers. Billy Ray.
I live above Marvin's Motown Motors, 1840 Canoga Street, Detroit.
Did you get that? 'Cause I'm not repeating it.
Somebody came in and recognized me today.
I wanna get the hell outta here before they come back.
Right. Um.
Two days, Rick.
Two days? Yeah.
You just hang on, and we'll have somebody come on in and get ya.
Okay, I'll be hanging.
The dramatic drop in the second quarter foreign sales figures
reﬂects not only the negative effect of the strengthening dollar,
but a deﬁnite upsurge in competitive production in European and Asian markets.
When you add this to the recent surcharge imposed by the E.E.C. nations,
it seems clear that to preserve the kind of profit margin
our shareholders have come to expect,
we have to make cuts to our per-unit production cost.
While it is true that to some extent our rising costs will be defrayed
by the recent acquisition of Coleman shipping,
you should be clear on the fact
- that the amount saved covers less than 40%... - Go, go.
I got it! I got it! I got it!
Jump! Jump!
Yeah!
Rick, come down!
Amazing!
It's so high up there. Whoo.
Come on, honey. You're freaking me out!
All those opposed.
If Miss Graves will respond?
Miss Graves?
Yes.
No.
You are abstaining from the final vote?
Y-Yes. No. I am not.
I see.
Well, she says to me,
"Marvin, you're not getting any younger.
You ought to think about that young man working for you,
and offer him a partnership."
We don't have no sons. Well, heck, you ain't known me but three months.
How do you know you can trust me to stick around or even keep my hand out of the till?
I got my eyes on you.
Well, the hand is quicker than the eye.
I'm going upstairs and get some sleep.
See you in the morning.
Think about that partnership, hmm?
Marvin? Urn, I'll...
...see you in the morning. Does that mean it's a deal?
Well, I sure will think about it.
Good night. Night.
- I Yes, and... N - Uh, pumps is closed, sir.
Sir? Pumps is closed. She won't be humming again until 6:30 am.
Billy Ray Bowers?
Hey, are y'all from Weyburn's office?
Y'all got kind of an interesting accent there.
Oh, shit.
Then, you always were kind of an actor, weren't you, Rick?
You pretended to be my friend. I never did.
Then you turned. I never agreed to help you kill anybody.
Still a do-gooder, huh, Rick?
My friend Mr. Diggs is kind of worried about that.
See, I've already served my time, thanks to you.
But he's still under indictment.
And seeing as how you're the only Iivin' witness that can put him behind bars...
What the hell's he got on you? You still his ﬂunky?
What are you, some kind of hero?
Hiding your ass in a grease pit for 15 years?
I don't think they're gonna put up any monuments for you.
Any last words?
Oh.
Man, what the hell's going on...
Get out of here, Marvin! Run for your damn life!
Watch out!
What? Hey!
Come on! Come on! Come on!
Yeah.
Help!
Oh, son of a...
- Let me in, will ya? - Rick, is that you?
Yeah, it's me, Rick. Let me in, will ya?
- How do I know it's you? - It's me, Muffy! Open the damn door!
Aah, man! Oh, what the hell are you doing here?
Me? What the hell are you doing here?
Being shot in the butt.
She saw you. Yeah, I saw her too.
I really do appreciate this. I'll have to borrow your phone if it's okay.
Yeah. Ice. I need plenty of ice.
Here, I'll get the ice. I'll get the ice. You go to the room.
It's the presidential suite. Right down there.
It's okay if I use your phone? I'll be there in a minute.
- Miss Graves? - Uh, Mr. Takawaki.
Uh, do little, uh, party?
Uh... yes. A party for girls.
Oh, maybe next time.
Uh, maybe.
Well, I don't care if they've left for the day. All right?
No, I got to get through to him and...
Uh, 555-7000.
Yeah, it's the presidential suite.
He... Hello, operator? Huh? God!
Rick?
What? Are you all right?
Oh, God! I've been shot in the butt. Can you believe it?
Can I come in? Well, I'm naked. Can you handle it?
Well, I handled it for a lot of years. I guess I can handle it now.
Oh!
Oh! Oh, God! It's my lower back and my butt.
I think the pellets passed straight through, but...
Vietnam, huh? Huh?
Ah, hell, no. I took the dove off with a sander.
You know, I really am anxious to hear this story.
Marianne, I need some bandages, some antibiotic and antiseptic.
- Get shot often, do you, Rick? - Only twice before.
Marianne, could you please help me? Could you look at my butt?
You leave me at the altar, right?
I mean, that was my state of mind at the time, okay?
You went off with Jamie to seek your fortune,
and you were coming back to marry me.
Now, am I remembering this correctly? Because if I'm not, I want you to correct me.
You get lost in your plane. You're reported missing. You're presumed dead.
I attend your memorial service, and I cry the tears of a grieving widow.
Muffy, can you listen...
I vow I'll never get over you. In fact, I never do.
I still carry your damn pictures in my wallet.
Until one day, I pull into a gas station,
and you're alive with people chasing you.
And you ask me to look at your butt?
I mean, that's okay. That's kind of neat.
Rick's alive, and he's shot in the butt.
Hey, guys, guess who's alive and shot in the butt?
Yeah, Rick. I'm looking at his butt right now!
You lying... gutless...
Son of a shit-eating...
God, you yellow, snot-fucker's toe jam belly button.
I can't think of enough awful things to say about you!
You bastard!
So I guess that's a no on examining my butt?
I'll get it. It's probably for me.
You can't answer my phone.
Hello. Yes.
No, fine. Taking a shower.
Yeah, I'm coming home tomorrow.
Okay, bye.
- Same guy? - What guy?
Harper? You know, Jeremy III?
Rich boy? Redneck asshole?
The one you married? Remember him?
You know I got married?
Yeah, four months after I disappeared.
Now, that's pretty quick work for a grieving widow.
Where were you, Rick?
Well, you could've at least waited to find out.
I was lonely. You were lonely?
You were lonely, so you married the joke of the campus,
Jerry the Napalm king?
How could you do that? We had it wrong.
- His family made laundry detergent. - Cornwall chemicals?
What? No, kitchen cleanser.
Oh! No, don't kid yourself.
They were getting rich and fat off the war.
The war, huh? Was that it? You were dodging the draft?
Or were you too gutless to tell me you didn't want to marry me?
Are you all right?
Yeah, I'm okay. I just feel woozy, that's all.
- I better call the doctor. - Oh, no. Hey, no doctors.
- Okay. I won't. - Four Seasons Hotel.
Is this the front desk? Yes.
- Is there a pharmacy in the hotel? - Yes, certainly.
Could you please send up some gauze pads, tape and hydrogen peroxide, please?
Right away, Miss Graves. Thank you.
All right. Now, what's going on?
Was that a holdup, or is someone chasing you?
Mm-hmm.
Rick?
Got any kids, Muffy?
No.
It was just you got that mom tone, you know?
Well, I'm a lawyer.
I have that lawyer tone.
Now, I can help you. Mmm.
Will you talk to me? Mm-hmm.
- Rick. - Uh, tomorrow.
I'll talk to you tomorrow.
Good Lord. Rick Jarmin's alive.
Hey, Don, how's it going? Hey, Murray. Any idea who did this?
Maybe. I got a phone tip from an eyewitness said there was some shooting,
and a blue Beemer racing away with a man and woman in it, so we'll take it from there.
Sarge, you better come and look at this.
See you later, Don.
It's right over here. Okay, thanks a lot.
I have a perfect right to be rude. I left a message for this guy.
I waited for it and...
He picked it up? Well, what time was that?
Hell, I want to go above his head.
Uh, no... Yes, above...
I'll tell you what you do.
Try it by name. Try Bowers. Billy Ray Bowers.
No one by that name on our list.
You have no record of a Billy Ray Bowers? No, sir.
Well, try Forrett Jean-Pierre Forrett. No, sir.
Uh, Turnbull, Jodie. No.
Carlson, Matthew. No, sir.
Try Jarmin, Richard. Rick Jarmin. Yeah, that's right.
See if anybody by that name exists.
- I'm sorry, sir. - Have a nice day.
Well, something's gone wrong. I...
I don't seem to exist anymore.
You expecting someone?
I have a standing order for breakfast at 7:00 am.
Well, what time is it? 6:48.
Have you got a gun? No.
Of course you don't. You got any weapon?
No, Rick. This is my breakfast.
Marianne, get dressed. Fast, please. But...
Rick.
Yeah. Yeah, we can make it.
What do you mean, "we"? I'm not going out there. Marianne...
Four attempts have been made on my life.
If you open that door, you could end up dead. Listen to me.
We're are at the top of a veritable fortress now. Really?
Yes, we are. Presidents stay here. Oil sheikhs stay here.
Friends of Lee Iacocca stay here. George Harrison stays here.
He does? Yes. Because it has the best security money can buy.
Now don't be paranoid. I hate to be an old woman, but paranoid keeps me alive.
This guy comes every morning. Trust me.
Got your breakfast, Miss Graves. Wait. What did you order?
Oh, Rick. Come on. What did you order?
I ordered grapefruit, croissant...
And what? What?
Prunes.
Well, ask him what he's got.
Go on. Ask him. I bet he can't tell you.
What's for breakfast?
Some kind of breads and fruits.
I'll be right there.
Rick, please pull up a chair. Sit down.
I'll share my prunes. Then you can tell me all about this.
Don't take the chain off the door, okay?
Rattle it, like you're going to take it off.
Make him think you're gonna take it off.
Oh, yeah. You mean like this? Is that good?
Yeah. This is funny to you?
Right.
Ready?
Ouch! Oh, God!
Ow! Oh, God! Get the mace!
You get it!
The mace! The mace! The mace! Aah! Aah!
Ow! Jesus!
Ow! Ow!
Geez! Hurry up!
Mace! Mace!
Aah! Aah!
Aah!
Oh! God! God!
Come on! Upstairs! Wait a minute!
Hurry up! I can't do this, Rick.
Up there. What are you talkin' about? This is what Lee Iacocca does.
Oh! Oh, I'm very scared, Rick.
Since when did you start wearing underpants?
Rick! Rick! Do I get to know what's going on,
or do I just get killed for old times' sake?
Come on. Follow me. I gotta know what's going on.
Well, so do I.
Look, I'm supposedly being protected by the federal government,
but I think they're trying to do me in.
Who are those men? Ex-Drug Enforcement Agents.
One I sent to jail, the other knows I can send him.
They want me dead, and they'll take whoever's with me.
Why? Why? Because I testified against them. That's why.
About what? Well, it's a long story. It's... God!
Rick?
Shit. This is not a good time to be talking about this, Marianne.
Help!
Oh! My God!
They're all, like, 26, 27, or 28, and they'd all been through marriages...
Hi.
Well, is that the V.I.P. entrance?
Good morning! Good morning.
How are we doing today?
Oh, I'm so hungry. Listen, I got to get out of this robe.
You can't go back to the room. It's too dangerous.
Well, I've got to change my clothes, Rick. No, we'll buy some.
If this isn't a dream, you're in such deep shit.
You owe me an explanation. Just get me out of here. I'll tell you everything.
I promise you.
No. No, don't tell me.
No keys.
Gotcha.
I oughta weenie whip you! Get that thing out of my face.
Let's get out of here. Okay.
How are you doing over there? Great.
Oh, come on and tell me the story.
You remember that time when Jamie and I... we got everybody to chip in,
so we could go south and... score some real Acapulco gold?
I remember you borrowed his father's plane so you could fly to Mexicali.
And that's the last I ever heard from you. It seemed pretty simple.
Just ﬂy down south, pick up a couple of keys,
but, no, hey, we were really impressed with ourselves.
We started drinking and shooting off at the mouth.
Before we knew it there was this guy called Sorenson involved.
Things got a whole lot bigger. What a dumb-ass thing to do.
Uh, yeah. You always did love being a big shot.
Yeah. But you don't understand. No, I do understand.
I understand you were just being a couple of jerks just like you always were.
Anything for a kick. Anything to thumb your nose at authority.
- Your gold card, ma'am? - Where do you get off with that attitude?
Rick Jarmin, asshole. What ever happened to you?
I got smart.
Is that what you call it? Being corrupted? Smart?
You know nothing about me.
Oh, I got your number, baby.
We got a blue Beemer out front here.
You're totally unchanged, you know that?
I've never met anybody more holier-than-thou.
Tell me something honestly.
Do you ever donate anything to the poor,
or do you and Jerry the Napalm king just hoard your millions?
Laundry detergent. Oh, yeah, we had it wrong.
Yes, we're very rich and hoard our millions.
Occasionally, we invite a poor person in for Thanksgiving, feed him nothing.
We just eat turkey in front of him and watch him starve.
Now can I drop you somewhere? Uh, yeah, Wisconsin.
Wisconsin? Yeah, Racine, Wisconsin.
I got to find this guy Lou Baird.
He's the only one I can trust to get me back into hiding.
What's he doing in Wisconsin? Well, he's not in Wisconsin. He's in St. Louis.
Ha! I'm with Rick Jarmin again. I forgot.
All coming back to me. The hand is quicker than the eye.
My address book is in Wisconsin. That's where his sister lives.
I think that's where he retired to.
You know something? I don't think you're in any witness relocation program.
I think you're just some two-bit criminal who's being chased by the police.
You don't mean that. Or some hustler who can't pay his gambling debts.
You dressed it all up with this F.B.I. crap.
Marianne, Wisconsin is only six hours away.
- I have a life, Rick. - Yeah, but are you happy?
I'm expected back home. Please, Marianne...
Put your hands on the dashboard. Don't move.
- Hold it. - Get that gun out of my face!
You have the right to remain silent. You have the right to an attorney.
I am an attorney, now, damn it!
- Are you Billy Ray Bowers? - I demand to know what he's charged with.
Both of you are charged with the killing of Marvin Larson.
Oh, God. You were identified at the scene of the crime.
Rick, tell them.
Tell them what, Marianne?
About the Witness Relocation Program.
You'll have plenty of time to tell us in jail.
Put both hands behind your head.
Drive!
Get the car!
I can't... Stop this!
Shut up and steer the damn thing!
Why? Did you kill that guy?
No, I loved him. They killed him.
Then you can prove yourself innocent! No, I never will.
They'll kill me before I get a chance. Same goes for you.
Did you see that?
Oh, my!
Get out of the way. Get the hell out of the way, man!
Get your foot off the...
Ow!
Oh, shit! Oh, God!
Oh! You're going to break my damn legs!
Will you stop that squealing?
Marianne.
Oh, my God!
Watch where you're going.
Get us north as soon as you can.
Get your face off my gas!
Aw, shit!
Oh, this can't be good for you.
Ooh! What are you doing? I'm taking your place. Move.
What are you doing? No! This is a rented car.
We could get in trouble if you drive.
At this moment in life you're worried about Hertz? Move!
God! Give me my wheel!
You're going to get us both killed, Marianne.
Oh! Give me... God!
I can't... Move over!
Jesus!
Get me... Rick!
I think we lost 'em. Yeah. Where are we?
Not there anymore. We're in a railway tunnel. I'm a genius.
Where the hell are we?
Oh, shit! Jesus Christ!
Oh, God! Back up!
I don't know. I'm stuck.
Goddamn!
Oh!
What are you doing? You could have got us killed for Christ sake!
Come on. I did you a favor.
What? Are you having fun or something?
No! I can't... I thought it was kind of fun.
I can't believe that you pulled it...
You were great back there. I got to say.
I was so scared!
You're going to love it in Racine. That's a happening town.
The car was rented by one Marianne Graves, a lady lawyer from New York.
How she got involved, I don't know.
I can tell you this. I don't like it. Call it kidnapping.
He'll kill her the same way he killed his boss at the gas station.
I don't like all this killing.
Erasing a witness is... Joe!
- You're not trying to back out on us? - Not a good idea, Joe.
Please don't smoke in here.
Eugene and I would hate to inform certain authorities
that 20 years ago, you were responsible,
for selling confiscated narcotics out of the back of the police warehouse.
Yeah, Joe. Especially now that you got yourself such a big career.
Relax. I'm doing everything I can do.
I've used the kidnapping angle to bring the F.B.I. in.
We're plugged into the woman's phone lines,
credit cards, bank account, auto club.
They're bound to surface.
When they do, Jarmin will be shot dead or wind up in prison.
From then on, he's yours.
We're looking forward to that, Joe.
What a pro.
Oh, yeah, sure, hundreds. That's all you carry.
Oh. Where are we now?
Shortcut.
What's the matter? Oh, nothing.
I never told you. Jamie's dead.
Oh. Yeah.
God.
He was killed by Sorenson and Diggs.
They were these two Drug Enforcement Agents,
Corrupt ones.
They busted Jamie and me for the nickel bags we bought,
and told us we'd rot in jail if we didn't do exactly what they said.
I don't know. One minute we were kids.
The next, we were trapped in the middle of some major drug deal.
They needed our plane, see?
They made us fly under the radar
to an unmarked airstrip on the U.S. side.
That's where all hell broke loose.
Diggs and Sorenson must've been under government surveillance.
There were a lot of cops there waiting for us when we landed.
Sorenson came out shooting.
He killed one of the border patrol guys and wounded another one.
Diggs, however, got away.
Me and Jamie, we figured we could bring Sorenson down
before he killed anybody else.
We were wrong.
Jamie got it point blank in the chest.
I spent three months in a Mexicali jail
before the F.B.I. finally offered me an immunity,
for, of course, testifying against Diggs and Sorenson.
That's when I joined the Witness Relocation Program and...
Hey, it's been fun ever since.
Why didn't you call me?
Well...
Heck, I didn't want to get you involved or anything.
You were just about to march up the altar anyway.
Thought I'd let it lie.
This is it, huh? Oh, no.
I think this is it.
It's all changed around. I hope it's here.
Yeah, this... This is it.
It better be here, or I'm in deep shit.
I'm gonna look for a bathroom.
Spare any change? Change? Ah.
80's I can get to West National, to the VA. Hospital.
Marianne, hold up. What?
I got this shoulder. Be right with you, pal.
What do you need? Just some... This. What you got here.
What are you doing? That's all you got.
Here. There you go, brother.
Have three squares on me.
This all you got?
How dare you do a thing like that?
Well, the guy's hungry. Well, yeah.
That's for me to decide. That's my money.
You got plenty. What's the problem?
I worked hard for it too, damn it.
You couldn't carry something smaller? What do you carry hundreds for, status?
No. Emergency.
This was an emergency. Yeah, but it wasn't my emergency.
Look, it's that attitude keeps half the people in this world starving.
I don't see you feeding the poor.
What did you just see? Huh?
Oh, you're such a jackass! Oh, am I?
Mattie?
Mattie Carlson? Oh, my God!
Ah... Mattie?
Marianne, I got to talk to you about something.
Mattie! Mattie!
When I left my job here, I owed this guy a lot of money. See?
- Hi. - Guys, you won't believe who's here!
It's Mad Mattie Carlson!
Could you wait in the car? Don't tell me.
Marianne, I got to talk to you for a minute.
You were a hairdresser?
Mattie!
You don't get a lot of choice in relocation. Sorry.
Mattie!
I can't believe it!
Raun is gonna shit. He's gonna die.
I just can't believe it! Mattie!
So, don't you say hi to an old friend?
Come on. Cat got your tongue?
Say something, Mattie.
Hi, Scottie. Hiya, babe.
Mattie! Oh, God!
Hi!
Oh, God! I can't believe you came back!
How are you? Oh, great!
Oh, I like the, uh... That? No. It's just dirty. I had to tie it up.
Gorgeous. Who's this?
This is my sister.
Hi, sis. Come on. Let's go see Raun.
He's dying to see you. I'll bet he is.
You're brother is a genius! The Michelangelo of hair.
- I'm not exaggerating. - We lost half our clientele when he left.
Left on his lunch break. Can you believe it? I do believe it.
Oh, bread and butter.
Silly girl. He always does my hair.
So, you coming back? You're gonna have to pay Raun what you owe him, you know?
Raun, look who's back. Hi, Raun.
Well, hello, Matthew.
Well, I'll bet you're surprised to see me.
Oh. Raun, you've lost weight. And your hair... why you look 10 years younger.
Cut the crap, Mattie. You've been a bad boy.
I know. Mea culpa. Mea culpa.
And sic semper tyrannis.
You're so right. I've come to pay you back.
Will wonders never cease?
Do you still have my things, my address book?
Show me cash. I'll show you the book.
Could you hang on a minute?
Marianne, I... This is funny to you? Yes. Mm-hmm.
Marianne, I need $2,000 cash.
Isn't it nice one of us became a materialistic pig?
Yes, it is. Can you help me, please?
Well, what's in it for me?
If I get the cash, then I can get the book. I can get to Lou Baird.
Which means I can pay you back quicker.
If I don't get the book, you might be stuck with me.
How's that? Oh.
Who do I make the check out to?
I'm supposed to believe your check is good? I want cash.
- The bank's over there. - I'll get the book?
We'll discuss it when I see cash.
And then... I'll want an apology.
Then you can do my hair.
Well, why mess with perfection?
Oh, Rick, it's only fair.
- Who is this? - His sister.
She called him Rick.
I called him sick.
Oh, he is sick.
Cash, apology, hair. In that order.
I'll be waiting.
Driver's license and three I.D.'s.
Credit cards do? Mm-hmm.
Break.
Where's this guy gone?
Stall them. Stall them. I'm not stalling them.
He might have a gun. What am I sup...
Hey, hey! Sir?
What's goin' on? Can you step on it? We're in a hurry.
Certainly. Uh, right.
Take what you want.
What are you doing? Look, I'm going as fast as I can.
Here. Uh, you got the wrong idea.
Everybody freeze! Nobody move!
Don't move!
Put your... Put your arms up!
Uh... Down on the floor! Now!
- Oh! My credit card! - Forget about the credit card!
You never listen to me! Just let me get my gold card. Please!
Oh, just let me. Everybody stay down or the girl gets it.
Oh, oh. Oh, my purse! Come here. Come here.
Oh.
Hey, what's going on, Officer?
Folks, you want to step across the street, please?
Sure.
I'm not going with you. I'm not going with you.
You got no choice now.
They're after you too, now. And it's not just the cops.
What am I supposed to do? Spend my life running like you?
Oh, come on. Pay dirt.
Well, it's up to you.
I say you're dead if they catch you.
Now, hop aboard... or say good-bye.
Come on.
Well, so long, tough guy.
Yeah, so long.
Hey, what are you doing?
Okay, this is the car.
Lieberman, cover the rear and take McCurren with you.
Okay.
Call the impound lot. Get this thing out of here.
Yes, sir, I got it.
Ken, you and Kraul cover all the stores. All of 'em!
Damien, come with me.
Get this thing towed outta here. I got it.
Ken, you and Kraul cover all the stores.
Oh, what the hell am I doing?
Hop on! Come on, hop on.
- What are you doing here? - I missed you.
You okay? Why are we going back?
- I forgot something. - Oh!
Oh, he wants to play.
Oh, my God. This is silly. Oh!
Mommy!
What is this? Butch on wheels?
Okay, Raun, here's your cash. Now give me the book.
Come on. Give me the book.
Its more than you need. Give me the book!
Mattie, take me with you.
New, this town needs you, Raun. Cut the crap. Let's get outta here.
That ought to be enough to cover the damages.
What damages?
Oh, sh...
Oh, shit.
Balls out time.
Look out! Look out! Look out!
I have the suspects in sight and I am in pursuit.
Hang on, Muffy. Hang on.
Get out of the way! Get out of the way!
I'm following suspects in Fan Tan Alley, and I'm in pursuit.
Watch out!
I almost have them. I am in pursuit.
Man, what are you doing with your face in my sidewalk?
I am no longer in pursuit.
- Can you step on it? - I'm moving as quickly as I can.
Everybody freeze! Nobody move! Don't move. Put your hands up.
On the floor... now, now!
Come on! My credit card!
Looks like she's there of her own free will to me. Look at this part.
Will you come here?
Teller says she kept trying to go back for the money even when her boyfriend wanted out.
He is not her boyfriend. Can we get that straight?
I am her boyfriend.
Nevertheless, she's obviously not a kidnap victim. So the F.B.I is out of it.
It's up to the local authorities now.
Oh, hi, Joe. This is Paul Bernard.
Joe Weyburn. He works in our office here.
Mr. Bernard. Any theories as to how to head 'em off?
Well, he obviously used to work at this mall.
So... maybe going back to a place of employment is the start of a pattern.
But... without a record of previous employment,
then all we can do is wait and see.
Keep on it. Mr. Bernard. Yeah.
Matthew Carlson, Raun's of Racine.
Jodie Turnbull, Muncie Farms.
Muncie Farms.
Yeah.
Oh, now tell him Rick Jarmin needs to speak to him.
I mean, I need to. It's urgent, okay?
Uh, Jarmin. J-A-R-M-I-N.
Yep. Not till when? 6:00? 6:00 p.m.?
On the dot, ma'am. On the dot.
Okay. Thanks for... Yeah, yeah. Oh, sure. He'll remember me.
Believe me. He'll remember me. Thanks, again. Bye, ma'am.
Hallelujah!
He's there. Not till 6:00, but he's there.
He had to go to the doctor. Team out!
He's got a job in the zoo.
He got me a job there once. Did I ever tell you about the time I was working...
I don't wish to hear about the zoo.
I wish to get out of these bushes.
I'm wearing cashmere in 100 degree heat,
and I really don't feel like waiting around here until 6:00.
Well, uh... Yeah?
Hey. I know some place where we can go. It's on the way.
If you don't mind riding for a couple of hours?
Is that all right? Think you can do that?
What? What are you saying?
What are you saying? Nothing.
Look, either say it or don't say it. All right?
Rise and shine.
I need a night's sleep.
Ace, come here!
You son of a bitch. You're still alive.
And hopefully she'll get better once she's had the operation.
Jodie?
Hi, Rach. How are ya?
I can't believe... I never thought I'd see you again.
You look great. Talk about dropping out of the blue.
I don't know what to say. This guy built half this place and disappeared.
I'm sorry, this is Marianne Graves. This is Dr. Rachel Varney.
- Hello. - Hi.
You used to work here?
Yeah. Yeah, I was a carpenter and a general, you know...
Pilot, designer, everything. And then, just one day, gone.
I'm sorry about that. I had to leave in a heck of a hurry.
A man came looking for you. The day after you left.
He's still looking for me.
What happened? He shot me in the butt.
Take her and prep her, okay? Okay.
Quite a game of tag the two of you were playing. Yeah.
Let me see. Well, no. It's just a little buckshot.
It went straight through. Well, not if it's bleeding...
Let me take a look. Come on. Take your pants down.
Well, not... not out here.
What, are you shy? I've seen it before.
Hmm.
Oh. I'm sorry. Are you his... wife?
No. Oh! No!
Are you kidding? No way. You two just go right ahead and whatever.
And I'll call a cab. That's not a good idea, Mari...
She's insane with fatigue. She needs something to eat, and a bed and bath.
God, I'm sorry. How about that, Marianne, you wanna rest?
You can use the guest house to wash up and sleep if you want.
- Jodie, can you stay the night? - Well, I don't know.
No. Go ahead, Rick. Be a sport.
She always calls me Rick.
- I won't get in your way. - It's not like that.
- Yes, it is. I mean, it was. - Yeah, well, it was, yeah.
He picked me up and put me back on my feet, showed me how to do everything.
I'll bet he did.
You should see the barn. Yeah?
Oh, it all worked. Every single idea you had worked.
The big animal practice is back there. It takes one to know one.
The horse sling. It's wonderful. You wanna see?
Yeah. Let's go. Okay.
You never saw anything work. I didn't know whether it would.
Well, it did. Marianne, come on.
No, I'm sure she doesn't wanna bother. She's exhausted.
No. I'd like to see that horse sling.
Hey! Hi-ho, Silver. Look at that.
Isn't that wild? They thought I was nuts when I showed 'em your plans.
I thought I was nuts when I did 'em.
Come see this, Jodie.
Oh-ho, yeah!
Look at that. It works. It works great.
It works. It works, it works, it works.
Nice job. I'm a genius.
We'll let the inventor use his table. Drop 'em and hop up.
Oh. Do you need her to leave?
Well. No, I'll stay. I've seen it before too.
Great. You can assist.
Get the peroxide and sponges from the cabinets over there.
Come on. Take your pants off and get on the table.
Uh... Come on. Don't be a baby.
- Okay. Be gentle with me, okay? - Well, I'll think about it.
Yeah? I'll be gentle.
Oh! That's cold.
Well, the cows never seem to mind.
Roll over. Roll over.
- Roll over. - Do I get a milk bone?
Oh! Ugh.
What did you have in mind, Marianne?
Let's take a look. I don't know.
Ow! Geez!
How is it? Well, it's not bad, but it's not great.
- Clean it up. - What's that?
I don't know.
Sulfuric acid.
Oh, geez. What are you doing?
I hate those things.
You okay?
Fine.
Feel that? Feel what?
Uh-huh. There it is. What?
Marianne. Sponge.
Hey! Marianne.
Ooh!
I think you need a little fresh air. Well, I'm fine.
I'm-I'm really fine. I'll send your cowboy right out.
Maybe just a whiff. Help me. Oh! Ooh!
She's tired, and she needs something to eat too.
So who is she?
Well, she's just an old friend. Yeah, right.
Really, she's an old friend. You sure about that?
Well... Yeah, while you got a knife up my ass, I am.
How bad is it, this... thing you're running from?
Pretty bad.
Think you'd ever beat it, and wanna come back by here someday?
Boy, if I could beat it, I'd go anywhere.
I'm asking because I'm engaged to be married.
Well, flagellations. Um, that's great. That's great.
I'd, uh, rethink it if I thought you might come back this way someday.
- You always were direct, Rachel. - Okay. You're done.
Oh, thanks.
Thank you.
Well, uh...
How long have I got? The wedding's on Sunday.
Well, I'm a bad bet, you know.
Much happiness, Rachel. Come here.
Oh!
Excuse me for a minute.
Whoa.
You never hustled like that when I was angry. Marianne.
Marianne. Are you okay? Oh, forget it, all right?
What? Forget what? I just need a telephone so I can get out of here,
and you two can live happily ever after. It's not like that.
No? No. I mean, she was just...
In your arms and you were naked. I saw. It's nothing.
Yeah, and my name is Dumbo. Who cares?
What's it to you? I mean, why should you care?
You're happily married, yeah? I'm not.
You're not happy? Not married.
No? No, it just didn't work out.
The guy was a prick. You're probably better off without him.
Oh, God. My heart can't take this again.
Remember the time I saw that flying saucer?
Yeah. Well, we were smoking some pretty heavy stuff back then.
Yeah. I think I see another one.
What's that?
Ow!
Goddamn.
Come on.
Friends of yours, Jodie?
Well, no...
All right, go, go. I'll stay here. Right.
Get outta here. Oh, God, let's get outta here!
Go on. Bye, Rach. Thanks a lot.
I'll cover you. Get outta here!
Oh!
Yeah, let's fly.
Oh, I'm gonna kill you!
Come on, sweetheart. Oh, God!
Ah!
Hurry up, Rick! You ready for this?
Tie down your toupee.
Can't this thing go any faster? This is as fast as it goes!
Oh!
Hang on, Muffy!
Oh! Oh.
Oh... my... God. Oh, my God. Oh, my God!
Oh! I'm gonna throw up!
I'm not kidding!
- What? Are you crazy? What are you doing? - I gotta take his rotor out.
- What the hell? - What's he doing?
Put her down! He's messed up the rotor!
We're going down.
If you got a belt, put it on. Oh!
And stick your head between your knees.
What do I do now?
Kiss your ass good-bye.
We got no wheels, and we're coming down. Oh, God!
I don't wanna die!
Are we... dead?
Hell. No. But we will be if we don't get outta here.
This can't be good for you. Help me.
Hang on. Help is on its way. Help me!
Ah! Help me! Ooh, ooh!
Let's go. Let's go. This thing still might blow up.
Oh, my... You know, it's been five years. I guess I haven't lost my touch.
Like riding a bicycle, I guess. You never forget it.
Oh! I can't take this anymore.
I'm gonna go on the road and hitchhike.
I don't care if they catch us and we die.
I need food. I need a bath.
I need a bed.
I need a massage.
I need... I need a manicure.
I need to see my therapist. I need a beer.
Oh, look at that. The Promised Land.
Oh. We have no money and no credit cards.
I'll talk to the guy in charge.
Here. Here, give him this.
Give him my watch. Hold me down.
Give him my watch. Here.
And if they don't take that, sell my body. Okay.
Sell my body.
I don't care.
Oh!
Yeah.
Yeah. Yes, and I... I'II try and get there early afternoon tomorrow.
That's right. Thank you. Bye.
Right here. Hallway. See you in the morning. All right.
Tomorrow morning, 7:30, before you know it. Okay.
Thanks, Norman. Okay, good night, now.
Good night. Hiya, pooch.
Hey, Marianne, are you in this one?
There's no lock and no door handle.
And watch the door. It falls off the hinges. Oh.
Well, uh, why didn't you choose another one? The guy said take your pick.
It's the only one with a TV. Oh, so there is. That's civilization.
I wonder if we're on the news. Shit!
Well, there was nothing good on anyway.
I've just taken a shower.
I'm wearing a towel.
I'm hanging up my clothes.
Well, this is interesting narration, Marianne.
I'd appreciate your not watching me.
Well, there's nothing else to watch.
Oh, speaking of watches, I've still got yours.
I didn't give it to the guy. We're gonna need it tomorrow, anyway.
We'll have to get a car or something.
Oh! Lou Baird said he wants to see me in person. Yeah.
I was talking to his sister on the phone. I tried to tell her the problem...
But she said it wasn't a good idea to discuss it on the phone.
Why? Oh, I don't know.
Why? Was the phone tapped or something? Oh, God.
I knew you'd say that. I hope not.
Don't go there, Rick. Call the police. What?
Oh, Marianne, you know I can't do that.
Why are you so paranoid about the police? Look...
They can help you.
I'm a half a day's drive away from Lou Baird's.
- I'm not going to the... - How do you know he's not part of the setup?
Because he isn't, that's why.
I mean, he saved my hide too many times to wanna try and do me in now.
Tomorrow morning we'll find the nearest town.
We'll swap that watch of yours for some old junker,
and everything will be just-just fine, okay?
Look, I... I know what I'm doing. Okay? Have you got a towel?
That's not a towel.
All right. Now who's gonna pay for this hotel room?
Well, they need a chambermaid.
A chambermaid?
Yeah, well, I'll help you. It's only 12 units. It won't take us very long.
What? What? Are you mumbling? What are you doing?
I said, "Good luck, pal." I'm outta here in the morning.
- I gave this guy my word. - Well, I didn't, all right?
I'm gonna call my office in the morning and have them express mail some money.
I'm gonna pay this guy off. I'm gonna buy this Goddamn place if necessary,
and I'm out of here.
Hey, calm down, will you? What's eating you?
Calm down? I just took a shower with a cockroach from hell.
He's in there doing his hair right now.
Not to mention the fact that you've sold me into human bondage.
- Oh, you really are spoiled, aren't you? - Yes, I am.
Well, then, being a chambermaid might do you some good.
Oh!
Stop that shit, will you? Will you stop it?
What shit? That mumbling stuff. That has always driven me crazy.
Did you ever wonder why we ever got together in
the first place? Did you ever wonder about that?
I mean, did we ever agree on anything? Did your personality ever not annoy me?
Sex. Sex.
Yeah, sex. I really don't remember.
Oh, really? You don't remember?
No. And I don't think you do. I think of this as some cheap trick
'cause I'm about to get into bed with you. Oh, I wouldn't worry about me.
Anyway, I have a boyfriend.
A very wonderful boyfriend.
So who is this boyfriend? How did I know you were gonna ask me that?
Why shouldn't I? It's perfectly natural... You'll just belittle him.
I would not! Yes, you will. I know you.
Oh, have it your way. Please stay above the covers.
Why? My towel is wet. I have to get out of it.
Oh. I guess so.
There. That's better.
Thank you.
So, come on. Tell me about this boyfriend of yours.
What's he like in the sack? Can he throw the leg?
Huh? Marianne?
I'm not discussing sex with you tonight.
You know,
I haven't had a girlfriend in ﬁve years.
Really? Yeah.
Yeah, Mr. Wiggly's been on bread and water for five long years.
Oh, God.
Is that the truth? Yeah.
I... I didn't think it would be fair.
Are you cold?
Huh? Oh, not really.
Feels familiar, doesn't it?
I thought you said you didn't remember.
Yeah. I feel kind of selfish under here.
Oh, you are... very selfish, and not just under there.
Oh, well, too bad you said that.
Why? Well, I was actually beginning to get turned on.
Oh, too bad for you. I wasn't.
Oh, you weren't? No.
Fine. Ha.
Hey, stop. Stop that, will you? What?
Look, if you do that again... No, you can't tell me what to do.
Okay? I can't help it.
Anyway, what are you gonna do about it? Add another felony to your list of crimes?
Go to sleep.
I can't. What's the name of this boyfriend?
Come on. You can tell me. I'll be nice. I promise.
You will?
Yeah. Okay. His name is Paul.
Sounds like a dipshit. Trust me. Oh!
Anyone named Paul... He's probably a spot welder. You are ridiculous.
Shut up! Go to sleep.
Is that true?
What? About five years?
I thought you didn't want to discuss it. I don't.
Well, then, shut up. Shut up?
Yeah, shut up. Hey, I'll shut up...
Oh, God.
Let me look at you.
Oh, I missed you.
God, I missed you.
Wow, doesn't this feel right? Mm-hmm.
I had that dream again. Do you remember the dream I used to have after we made love?
The one about the seven dwarves? No.
No. Remember the dream... We were in the middle of the ocean,
and it was that really big sailboat?
Oh, yeah. We were alone... with nobody around.
It was just us. It's a nice dream.
Can't we do that? Can't we find a way, Rick?
I spent 15 years looking for it.
If I could have found it, I would have come and got you, married or not.
Would you really? Oh, yeah.
But there's nothing we can do now.
We gotta get outta here.
I'm gonna see what kind of a car I can get with that watch of yours.
There must be a way.
- Yeah? - Paul? Marianne.
Listen. No, I'm ﬁne. I'm really all right.
Yes. Listen, I... I can't talk.
No, I'm fine. I just need you to help us.
I need you to... call someone, please.
Yes. Damn it!
God, I don't have time. I... I...
Hey, Marianne, your chariot awaits you.
Just do it, will ya? I gotta go. Where you hiding? Better pick it up.
We gotta go. Marianne?
You found me! Hi. Yeah.
Wait'|I you see what I got for you. Mmm.
Bring it on out here. There's your watch.
Oh! What a beauty! You think so?
- Fine piece of equipment. Look at this little jewel here.
Oh, I had to grind him down, but he finally accepted my terms. Oh.
Yeah, hello. Uh, extension 2200, please.
Hello.
Well, yes, Mr. Bernard, of course I remember you.
They're headed where?
Right, she wants... federal marshals and some members of the press there.
Well-Well, you did the right thing by calling me. I can take care of all that.
No, no, you-you wait by the phone.
Oh, yes, we'll make sure she's safe. You don't have to worry.
You bet. And, uh, thank you.
All right. End of the line.
Oh! All right. Oh, Jesus, are we ever lucky to get here at all.
Lumbar. You okay?
Oh, hang on. Wait for me.
Oh, the lights are on, so I guess there must be somebody in there.
Oh, there he is. Hey, Lou!
Hey!
Lou? Hey, Lou. It's me, Rick.
- In a minute. - Eh?
Stubborn old guy, isn't he?
Hey, Lou, you mi... You mind if we come in?
I'll see you at the front door.
Oh, okay.
Lou. Yes.
It's me. Rick Jarmin.
- Oh, my Lord, so it is. - Oh, geez, Lou.
Rick, come on in! Howdy. Uh, this is Marianne Graves.
How do you do? How do you do? Good.
Rick, come on in. You scared the hell outta me.
For a minute there I thought you'd forgotten who I was.
Well, I... I damn near did.
I'd have been in big trouble then, 'cause I'm in a spot,
and you're the only guy in the world that can help me out.
Yeah?
Yeah. Um, well, where do I start?
Uh, uh, Sorenson... They finally let him out of the cage,
and, uh, he and Diggs are after us.
They're after us, and they seem to know every move we're making, and, look,
I think somebody at the Bureau is doing us in.
- I work at the zoo. - Yeah.
I've got connections there. Well, you placed me there, remember?
It's just down the block. Uh, I can find it every time, e-even in the dark.
Uh, Molly likes it that way.
Are-Are you Monty?
I'm sorry. I didn't hear the bell.
Are you the young man who was calling?
Uh...
I told you I didn't think he'd remember.
That's why I thought you should come here.
Sometimes it helps if he sees a face.
Ma'am, do you know who that is?
Uh, Rick, um...
Those are federal marshals. I called them.
Oh. Why? I thought this was a setup.
Why did... Even if it isn't, you've got to talk to them.
Marianne. You can't keep running, Rick.
It... Whoa.
You're right about one thing. There's nowhere else to run.
- Have you got a basement here? - Yes, it's off the kitchen.
Can you show it to me? What have I done?
Come on. I'm sorry.
It was designed as a bomb shelter.
No one can get in here. Well, you two go down there and lock yourselves in,
and don't come out until everything's quiet, okay?
- Where are you going, Rick? - Well, I don't know, Lou.
How about the zoo? They got guns there. You know every inch of the way.
That's a good idea. Yeah.
Get-Get down. Get down.
See you in a while.
Rick... Hurry up.
- Hello! - Rick, hurry up!
Come on.
Lou? Molly? Rick?
You got nothing to fear.
Joe Weyburn.
Wait! Rick! Aren't those guys gonna follow us?
They damn well better.
Ah, they changed the code.
Rick!
- Rick! - Not now!
How did you... Never mind. Come on!
Come on. Come on. Come on. Wait!
You didn't see us, Bob, okay? Oh!
Son of a...
Here. Oh!
It's gotta be him. Be careful.
Stationery. No, no. Paper, paper.
Where is it? Where do they put these things?
Where? Where? Oh!
Oh, they used to have real guns here.
What's that? A tranquilizer gun.
Rick, I'm sorry. All right.
I'm sorry I did this to you. I called them on you. Oh.
Hey, no, no. That's all right. I feel terrible.
Hey, you know, I should be apologizing to you.
Anyway, look, it's probably all for the best.
Fifteen years is long enough, yeah? Yeah. Yeah.
Now listen. Lock all the doors and stay in here no matter what you see.
Don't come out there. Just stay in here.
And if you see me do this, I want you to hit this button here.
See it? See what it does?
See those lights out there? It turns them on.
Just like that, okay?
Keep your head down, okay?
Rick. What?
Please live through this.
I can't go to another one of your funerals.
Oh.
Okay.
You remember. You stay in here, okay?
'Cause it's a 200 out there.
Shh.
Oh. Ew.
Which one did he say?
Oh.
Rick?
Hey, Rick? Buddy? It's Joe Weyburn.
We don't mean you any harm. We just wanna talk.
Oh!
Oh, yeah. Uh, there.
Welcome to the tropical rain forest.
Here, we have assembled a collection of flora and fauna
indigenous to both the South American rain forest and the African savanna.
Uh... there.
Oh, shit!
I think I got him!
Gotta stop this thing somehow.
- Go get that girl! - Yeah.
Wake up! Wake up, all of you! Get up! Get up!
Rise and shine! Get up! Get up!
Come on fellas. Give me a hand now.
Oh! Oh!
Shut up!
Get back! Get up there!
Shut up! Shut up! You son of a...
Ow!
Oh, shit.
No, no, no. No!
Oh!
Excuse me.
Oh, my God.
Oh! Ow.
Surprise! Come on!
Hands behind your head. Fingers clinched.
Now!
What is that shit? Get over there!
Spread 'em!
Sorenson! I got him. I got Jarmin!
What do you need him for, huh? Huh?
- Why don't you just... - No, buddy. This is his kill.
It means a lot to him.
Sorenson! Sorenson!
Oh, my head.
Ah!
No!
No! Whoa!
Oh!
Ow!
No!
Oh, my...
Here!
Go. Go and get it!
Oh, no. No!
Jarmin? No.
I got your lady, here. Oh, God, no.
Come on out, or I'm gonna throw her to the tigers.
You're wrong, Rick, if you think I won't do it!
Don't you even wanna watch?
Oh, God! Rick! I'd hate for you to miss this.
Fifteen years.
Fifteen damn years I've waited for this.
Rick. Rick?
Rick. Rick. Rick.
Rick! It's me!
It's me. Please. Take my hand!
Rick!
Rick. Rick!
Rick. Please!
Rick! Rick.
Rick!
Rick. Rick, I can't hol... I can't hold on.
Yes, you can. Come on, honey. You can do it. Just, just...
Come on. You just pull me toward ya.
I'm sorry I can't get you out this.
Yeah, me too, 'cause...
I'm free now... I could marry you.
You liar. You wouldn't marry me.
I could. I could.
- If you'd just put a little extra effort in. - Put a little extra effort?
Shit! Instead of just standing there
watching the father of your children become tiger meat.
- Children? - Children.
Rick. Rick, are you all right, honey?
Are you all right?
Who are you?
Rick. Look at me.
Rick. What?
Look at me. Yeah.
I'm Marianne.
Remember we were gonna get married and have children? Remember?
Uh. I'm pleased to meet you, Marianne.
You dirty rat!
What, are you gonna try to weasel out of this one? No, I'm injured.
I'm gonna sue you for breach of promise. What are you gonna sue me?
I haven't got any money. What do you want, my underpants?
Yeah, I want your underpants.
Get up for a second. I've got something I wanna show ya.
Come on, get up. Get your lazy up off me.
You've heard that expression "something old, something new,
something borrowed and something... ".
Very blue.
Mister Wiggly is unfurled. Oh, wow.
And if that's not a hint, what is?