Three Fugitives (1989) - full transcript
On his first day after being released from jail for 14 armed bank robberies, Lucas finds himself caught up in someone else's robbery. Perry has decided to hold up the local bank to raise money so that he can keep his daughter, Meg, and get her the treatment she needs. Dugan, a detective, assumes Lucas helped plan the robbery, and hence Lucas, Perry and Meg become three fugitives.
[CELL DOOR SLAMS]
[INDISTINCT P.A. ANNOUNCEMENT]
25 CENTS AN HOUR...
6 HOURS A DAY...
5 YEARS...
THAT'S $1,740.
NOT MUCH FOR ALL
THAT LAUNDRY, HUH, LUCAS?
GOOD LUCK.
DON'T COME BACK.
TOWER 3, INMATE LUCAS RELEASED
ON PAROLE. OPEN THE GATE.
[BUZZER]
GOOD LUCK, LUCAS.
I THOUGHT YOU
MIGHT BE LONESOME.
I MISSED YOU.
5 YEARS IS A LONG TIME.
I AGREE.
SHOULD HAVE BEEN 10.
I WOULD HAVE MISSED YOU MORE.
WHAT A PERFORMANCE YOU MUST
HAVE GIVEN THAT PAROLE BOARD.
ARE YOU DONE?
BUT I TRY TO LOOK
AT THE BRIGHT SIDE, LUCAS.
YOU GET OUT, KNOCK OVER
A BANK OR A JEWELRY STORE
AND I BAG YOU
AND MAKE LIEUTENANT.
DON'T COUNT ON ME
FOR ANY MORE PROMOTIONS.
RIGHT.
I'M DONE.
SORRY TO DISAPPOINT YOU.
I DON'T WANT
TO DIE ON THE INSIDE.
YEAH, LUCAS, YOU'LL BE
THE STRAIGHTEST MAN
IN THE WORLD, AND ONE DAY
YOU'LL WALK PAST A BANK
AND THE FUN WILL BEGIN AGAIN.
YOU THINK SO?
YOU WANNA BET?
OK, DUGAN, I'LL ROB
A BANK FOR YOU.
GIVE ME A RIDE.
YOU WANT ME TO DRIVE YOU
TO A BANK?
HERE WE ARE.
PACIFIC NATIONAL.
FINE. THANKS
FOR THE RIDE, GUYS.
YOU DON'T THINK
HE'S GONNA DO IT, DO YOU?
NAH. HE'S NUTS,
BUT HE'S NOT THAT--
LEAST, I DON'T THINK HE IS.
BE JUST GREAT IF HE HITS
THE BANK WE DROVE HIM TO.
BE JUST GREAT
IF YOU SHUT UP.
LET'S GO.
EXCUSE ME.
NEW ACCOUNTS, PLEASE.
THANK YOU.
I'D LIKE TO OPEN
A NEW ACCOUNT, PLEASE.
HAVE A SEAT.
THANK YOU.
THANK YOU.
THINK HE'S REALLY
GOING STRAIGHT?
NAH. 14 ARMED ROBBERIES?
14.
THOSE GUYS DON'T
MAKE CAREER CHANGES.
I DON'T KNOW. I KIND OF HAD
THE FEELING HE WAS SERIOUS.
I KIND OF HAD THE FEELING
YOU'RE NAIVE.
NEXT TIME I GET HIM,
IT WON'T BE FOR A LOUSY 5 YEARS.
PRESENT EMPLOYER?
I'M BETWEEN JOBS.
EVERYBODY, HANDS UP!
HANDS UP! STICK 'EM UP!
THIS IS A HOLDUP!
I SAID STICK 'EM UP!
[EVERYONE SCREAMS]
YOU SEE THIS?!
DO YOU KNOW WHAT THIS IS?!
IT'S A GRENADE,
AND I'M PULLING THE PIN,
SO NO FUNNY BUSINESS!
YOU KNOW,
IF I DROP THIS THING,
IT'S GONNA GO OFF,
AND YOU'LL ALL BE
BLOWN TO SMITHEREENS,
SO MOVE IT! MOVE IT!
MOVE IT! MOVE IT!
GET MOVING! GET MOVING
OVER THERE! MOVE IT!
YOU TWO, WOULD YOU
SPEED IT UP?!
OH...OOH...
COME ON! ALL RIGHT.
KEEP THOSE HANDS UP.
OK. THAT'S GOOD.
YOU--TAKE THIS!
UNH!
WELL, PUT MONEY IN IT!
COME ON, COME ON, COME ON!
[BUZZER]
ALL AVAILABLE UNITS,
211 SILENT IN PROGRESS.
PACIFIC NATIONAL BANK.
48th AND WALES. 48th AND WALES.
[SIREN]
[SIRENS AND SCREECHING TIRES]
FREEZE!
Police radio: ALL AVAILABLE
UNITS, 211 SILENT IN PROGRESS.
PACIFIC NATIONAL BANK.
48th AND WALES. 48th AND WALES.
ALL UNITS HANDLE.
CODE 3, HIGH.
DUGAN HERE.
WOULD YOU REPEAT?
Police radio: WE HAVE
A 211 IN PROGRESS
AT PACIFIC NATIONAL BANK--
HOLY SHIT!
[TIRES SCREECH]
[EVERYONE TALKING
EXCITEDLY]
Cop: MOVE! MOVE!
WHAT'S GOING ON?
SAY, WAIT. IT'S JUST A--
[MACHINE BEEPING]
[CHUCKLES]
OK, THAT'S ENOUGH.
ENOUGH, ENOUGH!
JUST ZIP IT UP
AND THROW IT HERE.
YOU DID THAT ON PURPOSE!
I SWEAR I DIDN'T.
NOBODY MOVE!
KEEP THOSE HANDS UP! UP!
UNH!
UHH! UNH! UHH!
GO GET THAT GOD DAMN
BAG, FOR CHRIST'S SAKE!
GET IT DOWN HERE BEFORE
I BLOW THIS PLACE UP!
[DOOR BUZZES]
Cop: 2 AND 3, WHEN YOU'RE
IN POSITION, GIVE ME A CALL.
ALL RIGHT, LET'S GET
THE BACK DOORS!
[MEN SHOUTING]
Cop: GO! UP THE FIRE
ESCAPE! UPSTAIRS!
Cop: GET THOSE BARRICADES
OVER THERE TO THE RIGHT!
AHH...
COME ON, COME ON.
Dugan on loudspeaker:
THIS IS THE POLICE.
THE BANK IS SURROUNDED.
COME OUT WITH YOUR HANDS UP
AND YOU WILL NOT GET HURT.
I REPEAT: COME OUT
WITH YOUR HANDS UP
AND YOU WILL NOT GET HURT!
I CAN'T BELIEVE
WE GAVE HIM A RIDE.
[WHISPERS]
Shut up!
Police radio:
COPY, CENTRAL?
Cop: LET'S MOVE, LET'S MOVE!
GO, GO, GO, GO, GO!
THE GRENADE!
NOBODY MOVE
OR I'LL SHOOT!
YOU--YOU COMING WITH ME!
PICK SOMEONE ELSE.
WHAT?
Dugan: GIVE YOURSELF UP.
YOU DON'T HAVE A CHANCE.
GET MOVING! COME ON!
HERE HE COMES.
I STILL
CAN'T BELIEVE IT.
I GOT A HOSTAGE!
LET ME GO
OR I'LL KILL HIM!
SHIT.
I GOT A HOSTAGE!
OK, BE COOL.
LET'S TALK ABOUT IT.
UNH! UHH!
STILL CAN'T BELIEVE IT,
SMART ASS?
HOLY SHIT.
YOU ASSHOLE.
EXCUSE ME?
YOU'RE A FUCKING
ASSHOLE.
WHAT'S THIS GAME HERE?
OK, LUCAS, I'M LISTENING.
TELL US WHAT YOU WANT.
I DON'T WANT ANYTHING.
I'M THE HOSTAGE!
WHAT DID HE SAY?
HE SAID
HE'S THE HOSTAGE.
WHAT KIND OF JERK
DOES HE THINK I AM?
CUT THE BULLSHIT, LUCAS!
TELL HIM.
TELL HIM WHAT?
THAT I'M THE HOSTAGE,
YOU SHIT.
OF COURSE YOU'RE THE HOSTAGE.
WHAT DO YOU THINK?
NO, DON'T TELL ME,
ASSHOLE. TELL THEM!
EXCUSE ME.
I THINK I'M GONNA FAINT.
NO! THE GRENADE!
COME ON. STAND UP,
YOU ASSHOLE. STAND UP.
WHAT THE HELL'S
GOING ON HERE?
Dugan: COME ON.
WHO'S GOT THE GUN,
FOR GOD'S SAKE, DUGAN?!
HUH?!
WHO'S GOT THE GUN?!
FOR CHRIST'S SAKE.
PICK UP YOUR WEAPON,
ASSHOLE.
WHAT A DISGRACE.
PICK...UP...
YOUR...WEAPON.
HOLD YOUR GUN LIKE A MAN,
FOR CHRIST'S SAKE.
[BANG]
[MACHINE GUN FIRE]
HOLD YOUR FIRE!
HOLD YOUR FIRE!
HOLD YOUR FIRE!
HOLD YOUR FIRE!
THOSE SONS OF BITCHES.
THESE PEOPLE ARE INSANE!
THAT WAS TOTALLY UNJUSTIFIED.
THESE BASTARDS
WANT MY ASS.
DUGAN! DUGAN!
YOUR ASS?
WHY YOUR ASS?
DUGAN, DO YOU HEAR ME?!
EXCUSE ME, YOU SAID
THAT THEY WANTED YOUR ASS.
WHY WOULD THEY--
SHUT UP!
DUGAN!
Dugan: COME ON
OUT HERE, LUCAS!
YOU KNOW THE PROCEDURE.
OK, OK!
I'M COMING OUT!
WAIT A MINUTE!
I HAD NOTHING TO DO WITH
THIS, SO EVERYBODY JUST--
I'M UNARMED! I'M UNARMED!
DON'T YOU MOVE!
HERE I COME!
[BANG]
WHAT THE HELL
ARE YOU DOING?
Dugan: YOU'VE GOT 5 SECONDS!
DUGAN, LISTEN TO ME!
1...
2...
3.
ASSHOLE,
HE'S GONNA DO IT.
DUGAN! DON'T BE
STUPID, MAN!
I'LL KILL
THE HOSTAGE!
YOU HEAR ME?
I'LL KILL HIM!
YOU'LL KILL THE HOSTAGE?
GIVE ME THAT.
OH...HEY!
GIVE IT TO ME,
GOD DAMN IT!
Dugan: OK, LUCAS...OK.
TELL US WHAT YOU WANT.
WE'RE LISTENING.
I WANT TO MAKE IT
TO MY CAR!
AND DON'T TRY
TO STOP ME!
SHUT UP.
FIRST, THE GUYS
OFF THE ROOF!
THEN YOU UNBLOCK
THE STREET!
Cop: LET'S MOVE,
LET'S MOVE.
WHERE'S YOUR CAR?
WHAT THE HELL
IS GOING ON HERE?!
WHERE'S YOUR
GOD DAMN CAR?
[STRAINED]
OVER THERE.
ALL RIGHT. LET'S GO.
[COP SHOUTS ORDERS]
Cop: ON THE ROOF.
RIGHT AWAY.
GIVE ME THE KEYS.
FIRST, GIVE ME THE GUN.
GIVE ME THE KEYS, ASSHOLE,
BEFORE WE'RE KILLED.
THIS IS MY ROBBERY.
NOW, I DON'T KNOW
WHAT YOU'RE TRYING TO PULL,
BUT IF YOU THINK YOU CAN
WEASEL MY MONEY AWAY FROM ME
YOU ARE GREATLY MISTAKEN.
GIVE ME BACK MY GUN
OR I'LL BLOW US BOTH UP!
I'LL DO IT.
AAH!
SORRY.
I'M TERRIBLY SORRY.
EXCUSE ME.
WHY DID HE SHOOT?
HE NEVER SHOT ANYBODY.
[TIRES SCREECH]
SUSPECT HEADING WEST ON 48th.
YELLOW. A '78 DATSUN.
ESTABLISH PERIMETER.
SEAL THE INTERSTATE.
OUT!
WE GOT THAT SUCKER!
[DISTANT SIREN]
YOU WANT ME TO DRIVE?
IF YOU'RE NOT FEELING
UP TO IT, I'D BE HAP--
OHH! I SAID I WAS SORRY,
DIDN'T I?!
[TIRES SCREECH]
LOOK OUT!
[CRASH]
Bank robber:
I'M REALLY SORRY.
THE GRENADE!
[WHIMPERING]
IT DIDN'T WORK.
NO, IT WORKED.
HEY...ARE YOU OK?
HELLO? ARE YOU OK--
UHH!
5 YEARS IN JAIL!
5 YEARS!
I JUST GOT OUT THIS MORNING,
I'M ALL WORN OUT,
AND YOU HAVE ME
UP TO MY NECK IN SHIT!
SORRY!
YOU'RE TURNING YOURSELF IN!
YOU'RE CLEARING ME COMPLETELY!
YOU TELL THEM I'M INNOCENT
OR I'LL BLOW YOUR HEAD OFF!
Bank robber: UHH!
JUST LISTEN. LET ME GO!
[SIRENS]
CHRIST!
ALL BECAUSE
I BLEW A HOLDUP.
ALL BECAUSE I PULLED OFF
14 HOLDUPS, ASSHOLE.
WELL, HOW WAS I TO KNOW
WHO YOU WERE?
I JUST TOOK A HOSTAGE.
I HAD NOTHING
AGAINST YOU PERSONALLY.
HEY, I'M IN THIS SHIT,
TOO, YOU KNOW!
AH, SHUT UP!
WHERE ARE WE GOING?
[CAR HORN HONKS]
HA HA!
UHH!
HEY! WHAT THE HELL--
OW!
Cop: HEY, WHAT DO YOU
THINK YOU'RE DOING?
NO! STOP,
IT'S A COP!
I REALLY DON'T
WANNA DO THIS!
HEY, WHAT'S
GOING ON HERE?
OHH! OH!
NO, PLEASE! I'M NOT
GOING TO PRISON!
I CAN'T GO TO PRISON!
NO!
ASSHOLE WANTS TO MAKE
A STATEMENT! GO ON.
NO, I'VE GOT NOTHING
TO SAY. LET GO!
YOU'VE GOT NOTHING
TO SAY?
NOTHING TO SAY?
YOU SCUMBAG!
YOU SHIT! YOU ASSHOLE!
HEY, HEY!
EASY, EASY!
WATCH IT!
HEY, COME ON. OH!
TAKE IT EASY!
TAKE IT EASY!
JUST TELL
YOUR STORY, OK?
THIS ASSHOLE
PULLED A HOLDUP!
HE TOOK ME HOSTAGE!
THEY THOUGHT I DID IT.
HE'S LYING!
HE'S A COMPLETE LIAR!
JUST WHAT'S THIS, HUH?
WHAT'S THIS?!
PNB JOB! THAT'S LUCAS!
HANDS UP!
BOTH OF YOU.
I HAVEN'T DONE ANYTHING!
HE SET THE WHOLE THING UP!
ARREST HIM!
HE'S THE ONE!
JUST GET 'EM UP, I SAID!
GET 'EM UP!
WHAT DID YOU JUST SAY?
I WARNED YOU.
I AM NOT GOING TO PRISON.
GET 'EM UP
OR I'LL SHOOT!
UNH!
[GUN FIRES]
UHH!
OHH!
FREEZE!
UHH! OHH...
UHH! OHH...
MY MONEY!
OOH!
I COULD HAVE JUMPED
A LOT HIGHER THAN THAT.
I'M A BASKETBALL PLAYER
AT THE Y, YOU KNOW.
I'M SHORT,
BUT I'M VERY FAST.
Tener: WHAT ABOUT HIM?
WHAT ABOUT HIM?
HE DO ANYTHING
UNUSUAL?
NO.
THEY DIDN'T TALK
TO EACH OTHER,
ANYTHING
LIKE THAT?
NO, NO.
HE WAS JUST A CUSTOMER.
OH, OH. OH.
LOOK AT THIS. LOOK AT THIS.
WATCH THIS THING I DO
RIGHT HERE. WATCH THIS.
AH, SHIT! I STEPPED
OUT OF CAMERA.
WELL, THANKS A LOT,
MR. PHILBURN.
NO PROBLEM.
IS IT POSSIBLE
FOR ME TO GET
A COPY OF THIS TAPE?
WHAT ABOUT THERE?
Bank teller: OH, NOW THIS
WAS A VERY DANGEROUS MOMENT.
HE WAS BEING
VERY THREATENING. OK?
AND THEN THIS GUY--
THAT'S THE CUSTOMER
YOU WERE ASKING ABOUT--
HE MUST HAVE GOTTEN
SCARED OR SOMETHING,
'CAUSE HE YELLS,
"THE GRENADE!" RIGHT?
WHY?
I'M SORRY?
WHY'D HE HELP HIM?
WELL, MAYBE
HE WAS AFRAID--
ANYONE COULD HAVE
BEEN TAKEN HOSTAGE.
WHY LUCAS?
WHY NOT KAREEM HERE?
I'LL TELL YOU WHY.
THESE 2 GUYS...
THEY'RE A TEAM.
BEAT IT, BEFORE
I CHANGE MY MIND.
SHIT. PISS GONE TO HELL.
YOU HAVE BEEN
NOTHING BUT TROUBLE.
WHY DO PEOPLE TAKE HOSTAGES?
FOR PROTECTION, RIGHT?
BUT YOU, YOU TURN OUT TO BE
THIS BIG PAIN IN THE ASS.
CHRIST! THE ONLY REASON
I ROBBED THAT GOD DAMN BANK
BECAUSE I NEEDED THE MONEY.
SO, GO AHEAD, KILL ME,
BUT I'M NOT GETTING OUT
OF THIS CAR WITHOUT MY MONEY!
GET OUT OF HERE.
WHAT ARE YOU GONNA DO?
YOU LOST A LOT OF BLOOD.
SLIDE OVER. I KNOW SOMEONE
WHO CAN TAKE CARE OF YOU.
HE'S NOT FAR FROM HERE.
COME ON. MOVE OVER. HURRY.
UHH!
I'LL GO GET SOME HELP.
CANVAS. COVER THE CAR.
OK, OK.
UNH! HE'S A FRIEND
OF MY DAD'S.
VERY NICE GUY.
HE'LL FIX YOU UP.
LET'S HOPE
HE'S HOME.
DR. HORVATH!
DR. HORVATH!
DR. HORVATH!
HERE WE GO.
[GRUNTING]
THERE. OK. NOW, YOU LIE HERE
AND I'LL GO GET HIM.
NO. IS THIS A DOCTOR?
HE'LL CALL THE COPS.
THEY HAVE TO REPORT
GUNSHOT WOUNDS.
NO, HE WON'T.
HE'S A FRIEND OF MY DAD'S.
THERE'S NO SUCH THING
AS FRIENDS IF HE'S A DOCTOR.
THEY HAVE TO REPORT IT.
HE'S NOT A DOCTOR.
HE'S A VETERINARIAN,
AND NOT THE KIND
TO CALL THE COPS, EITHER.
DR. HORVATH!
Bank robber:
DR. HORVATH!
DR. HORVATH!
WHO IS IT?
HI, DR. HORVATH.
REMEMBER ME?
NED PERRY.
GEORGE, MY BOY.
HOW NICE OF YOU TO VISIT ME.
NO, I'M NOT GEORGE.
I'M NED.
GEORGE IS MY FATHER.
I NEED YOUR HELP, SIR.
WHAT?
A FRIEND OF MINE
HAS BEEN HURT.
I BROUGHT HIM IN
TO SEE YOU.
HE'S IN
THE EXAMINING ROOM.
HURT? BUT I HAVEN'T
PRACTICED IN YEARS, GEORGE.
YES, I KNOW, BUT HE'S
REALLY IN BAD SHAPE, SIR,
AND I DIDN'T KNOW
WHERE ELSE TO GO, SO...
PLEASE, DR. HORVATH.
LOOK HIM OVER. IT'S URGENT.
LOOK HIM OVER? BUT I DON'T
KNOW HOW ANYMORE, GEORGE.
WHAT BREED IS HE?
NO, HE'S NOT A DOG,
DR. HORVATH.
HE'S--
JUST COME AND SEE.
GOD, HE'S GONNA SHIT
ALL OVER THE PLACE.
NO, HE WON'T.
HE'S HOUSEBROKEN.
WHAT IS THIS?
A FRIEND. HE'S BEEN
WOUNDED IN THE THIGH
AND HE'S LOST
A LOT OF BLOOD.
BUT I'M NOT
A DOCTOR, GEORGE.
NO, I KNOW, I KNOW.
BUT CAN YOU JUST
TAKE OUT A BULLET
AND BANDAGE THE WOUND?
BULLET? WHY?
WHO SHOT HIM?
POOR LITTLE DOGGIE.
WAS HE HUNTING?
TOOK HIM
FOR A RABBIT, HUH?
STUPID HUNTERS.
ARE YOU OK,
DR. HORVATH?
I'M OK, GEORGE. I'M OK.
HOT. VERY HOT.
WHAT IS THIS CRAP?!
EASY, BOY. EASY.
LISTEN, MAYBE I SHOULD
TAKE HIM SOMEPLACE ELSE.
EASY, BOY.
DR. HORVATH, WE'RE NOT
GONNA BOTHER YOU
ANY LONGER. OK?
GEORGE, GO AND GET
THE ALCOHOL.
IT'S ALL RIGHT.
YOU STAY THERE.
YOU STAY RIGHT HERE.
I'LL TAKE CARE OF YOU.
EEE-HEE-HEE!
AAH!
YOU'LL BE FINE.
YOU JUST LIE THERE.
DR. HORVATH
WILL TAKE CARE OF YOU.
YOU'LL BE BETTER
IN NO TIME. YOU'LL SEE.
THINK YOU CAN DO IT,
DR. HORVATH?
I'LL DO WHAT I CAN,
GEORGE.
OOH. NASTY WOUND.
VERY NASTY.
POOR LITTLE POOCHIE.
I HAVE NO ANESTHETIC.
HERE. BITE ON THIS.
UHH! GET ME
OUT OF HERE!
IT HURTS!
AAH!
BE BETTER TO PUT HIM
TO SLEEP.
Tener: NED PERRY.
MALE CAUCASIAN.
5' 8". 135 POUNDS.
HE'S 32 YEARS OLD.
NO RECORD.
HE WORKED 11 YEARS
IN THE SAME PLACE.
NORTHWEST LUMBER.
HE WAS A SALES MANAGER.
2 YEARS AGO, HIS WIFE
DIED. HE CRACKED.
COULDN'T DO HIS JOB,
APPARENTLY.
THEY LAID HIM OFF.
LATELY, HE DOES
TELEPHONE SALES.
MAGAZINES.
WHY DOESN'T HE JUST
GET A BETTER JOB?
A BREAKDOWN.
WOULD YOU HIRE HIM?
THE TRUE THING IS I WOULDN'T
HIRE HIM TO ROB A BANK.
THE DAUGHTER'S 6.
SHE'S NOT NORMAL.
WHAT'S WRONG WITH HER?
DON'T KNOW EXACTLY.
SHE'S IN THE SPECIAL SCHOOL.
MUST HAVE COST A FORTUNE.
THIS GUY DOESN'T FIT LUCAS'S
M.O. DOESN'T MAKE SENSE.
NOTHING MAKES SENSE
WITH LUCAS IN THIS SCREW-UP.
JUST IN CASE, SEND A CAR
TO THE KID'S SCHOOL.
HI.
SORRY, PUMPKIN.
DADDY'S LATE.
OOH! YOU'VE BEEN
WAITING LONG, HAVE YOU?
DR. HORVATH'S CAR.
REMEMBER DR. HORVATH,
THE VETERINARIAN?
COME ON, HONEY.
HURRY UP! LET'S GET IN.
HEY, WHAT'S THAT?
OK. OK. GOOD.
GO! ADAM-1.
REQUESTING BACKUP.
WE ARE IN PURSUIT
OF PNB SUSPECT
HEADED NORTH
ON WELLS AND 54th STREET.
Ned: DON'T BE AFRAID,
SWEETHEART!
EVERYTHING'S FINE.
EVERYTHING'S OK.
HE'S STILL SLEEPING.
I DON'T LIKE THAT.
[DOG BARKING]
AH, HE'S WAKING UP.
NO, DR. HORVATH,
THAT'S FROM OUTSIDE.
OH, YES. YOU'RE RIGHT.
TOO BAD. I'D LIKE
TO HAVE HIM WAKE UP
BARKING LIKE THAT.
UH...DO YOU REMEMBER
MY LITTLE GIRL MEG?
I BROUGHT HER HERE
ABOUT 2 OR 3 YEARS AGO.
YES. NO.
HEY! ISN'T SHE ADORABLE?
HELLO, KITTEN.
HEY, KITTY, KITTY,
KITTY, KITTY.
HELLO.
HI, THERE.
HI. DO YOU REMEMBER ME?
ASSHOLE?
YES. IT'S ME.
HOW ARE YOU FEELING?
I'M NOT DOING THAT GREAT
MYSELF, BUT...
A LOT OF COPS OUT THERE.
I MEAN, I'M IN TROUBLE.
AND IT'S SORT OF YOUR FAULT,
YOU KNOW.
[CHUCKLES]
NO, IT'S TRUE, ISN'T IT?
IN FACT, NO OFFENSE,
BUT, UH...
BECAUSE OF YOU, EVERY COP
IN THE STATE IS ON MY ASS.
WHAT DO YOU
WANT ME TO DO? CRY?
NO, I WANT YOU TO HELP ME.
WHAT?
SEE, I HAVE TO GET
OUT OF THE COUNTRY,
AND I NEED A FAKE I.D.,
BUT I DON'T HAVE A CLUE
WHERE TO GET THAT SORT
OF STUFF, YOU KNOW?
AND YOU BEING
A FELON, YOU KNOW.
I MEAN, YOU KNOW
THESE THINGS. RIGHT?
SO, YOU GOTTA HELP ME.
DROP DEAD.
YOU KNOW WHY I ROBBED
THAT BANK THIS MORNING?
FOR MY LITTLE GIRL
WHO'S SICK.
TO PAY FOR THIS
SPECIAL SCHOOL
THAT SHE GOES TO.
AND THEY'RE NOT GONNA
PUT ME IN JAIL, OK?
THEY'RE NOT GONNA
TAKE HER AWAY FROM ME.
WHAT'S IT TO ME?
I COULDN'T PAY
MY RENT, EITHER,
AND I WAS JUST ABOUT
TO BE THROWN OUT.
AND WHEN YOU'RE
HOMELESS,
THEN THEY TAKE
YOUR CHILDREN AWAY.
THAT'S WHY I'M
IN THIS MESS.
PLEASE HELP ME.
LOOK, IF I AM ARRESTED,
I AM GONNA
DRAG YOU INTO THIS.
I AM GONNA MAKE YOU LOOK
AS GUILTY AS HELL.
AND I KNOW THAT'S
A TERRIBLE THING TO DO,
BUT I'M GONNA
DO IT ANYWAY,
'CAUSE THE ONLY THING
THAT MATTERS TO ME
IS MY LITTLE GIRL.
I'M SORRY ABOUT THIS.
I REALLY AM.
GOOD-BYE.
ASSHOLE.
YES?
BRING ME THAT PHONE.
[TELEPHONE RINGING]
[LOUD MUSIC PLAYING]
YEAH?
NO, HOLD ON.
BOSS! FOR YOU.
Man: WOW, WHAT'S SHAKIN', MAN?
YEAH.
CHARLIE.
IT'S BEEN 5 YEARS.
YOU KNOW WHO THIS IS?
YEAH, I GOT OUT EARLY.
LISTEN, I NEED SOME,
UH, PAPER GOODS
FOR A FRIEND OF MINE.
TODAY, WHEN DO
YOU THINK?
ALL RIGHT.
HE'S ON HIS WAY.
[HANGS UP PHONE]
IT'S THE KING
SALMON BAR,
FOURTH AND WATER.
ASK FOR CHARLIE.
200 FOR A DRIVER'S LICENSE,
500 FOR A PASSPORT.
GOT IT. THANKS.
THANKS A MILLION.
BEAT IT.
RIGHT.
SHOULD I TAKE THIS?
I'LL JUST, UH,
I'LL LEAVE IT HERE, THEN.
DO I TAKE A BUS OR WALK
OR...WHAT?
WALK.
RIGHT. RIGHT.
DON'T LOOK ANYONE
IN THE EYE
ON THE STREET.
WHY NOT?
THERE'S A RULE.
WHEN YOU'RE ON THE LAM,
YOU DON'T WANT
TO BE NOTICED,
SO YOU KEEP
YOUR HEAD DOWN,
YOUR EYES ON THE GROUND.
GOT IT. ANYTHING ELSE?
YOU GOT NO FRIENDS
ANYMORE.
REMEMBER THAT.
BE SUSPICIOUS
OF EVERYONE.
GOT IT. ANYTHING ELSE?
YOU'RE AN ASSHOLE?
BEAT IT. I'M TIRED.
MEG?
WHAT THE HELL
ARE YOU DOING?
I JUST WANT TO INTRODUCE YOU
TO MY DAUGHTER.
NO!
TAKE A SECOND.
NO KIDS,
ESPECIALLY YOURS!
THIS IS MY DAUGHTER.
HER NAME'S MEG.
LISTEN, BABY. DADDY HAS
TO RUN AN ERRAND,
SO I'M GONNA LEAVE YOU
WITH THIS GENTLEMAN, OK?
NOW, HE'S SICK, SO YOU
HAVE TO WATCH OVER HIM.
I DON'T NEED ANYTHING.
JUST LET ME DO THIS.
UNDERSTAND, SWEETHEART?
HE'S VERY, VERY WEAK,
LIKE A LITTLE BABY,
SO YOU HAVE TO PROTECT HIM.
I DON'T WANT A KID
IN HERE PESTERING ME.
I WANT TO BE LEFT ALONE!
NO, DON'T WORRY.
SHE WON'T BOTHER YOU.
SHE DOESN'T TALK.
SHE HASN'T OPENED HER MOUTH
FOR ALMOST 2 YEARS,
SINCE HER MOTHER DIED.
OW!
HEY, HEY,
YOU ALL RIGHT?
YES, FINE,
THANK YOU.
YOU BETTER WATCH WHERE
YOU'RE GOING, BUDDY.
YES.
UHH!
[DOOR OPENS]
[MUSIC PLAYING,
LOUD CONVERSATION]
BILL.
EXCUSE ME.
I WANT TO SEE...
[MOUTHS SILENTLY]
WHO?
CHARLIE!
WHAT DO YOU WANT TO SEE
MR. CHARLIE FOR?
A FRIEND CALLED
A WHILE AGO.
A FRIEND WHO...
DISAPPEARED.
5 YEARS AGO.
THIS WAY.
SO, HOW'S
OUR FRIEND DOING?
FINE.
SIT DOWN.
HE DIDN'T WASTE
ANY TIME, DID HE?
GETS OUT AND BOOM!
HITS A BANK.
THAT'S BALLS.
I'M KIND OF
IN A HURRY.
WELL, EXCUSE ME!
I DIDN'T REALIZE YOU
WERE IN A HURRY.
YEAH, WELL...
MAY I ASK IF YOU
BROUGHT I.D. PHOTOS?
YES, I DID.
STILL WET. I JUST GOT THEM
ON THE WAY OVER HERE.
THESE ARE TERRIFIC
OF YOU!
YOU REALLY ARE
VERY CUTE.
AND YOU KNOW,
OF COURSE, THE PRICE.
500 FOR A PASSPORT.
HA HA HA.
NO, NO, NO.
THAT WAS THE PRICE
5 YEARS AGO.
NOW IT'S 50,000.
WHAT?
50,000.
SPECIAL PRICE
FOR FRIENDS.
DOLLARS?
I'M NOT TALKING ABOUT
PESOS, SWEETHEART.
[CHUCKLES]
BUT I DON'T HAVE THAT.
WHERE AM I SUPPOSED
TO FIND $50,000?
MAYBE AT THE PACIFIC
NATIONAL BANK.
IT WAS NEVER $50,000
AT THE PACIFIC BANK.
HOW MUCH WAS THERE?
LOOK, I DON'T BELIEVE
WE WERE SPEAKING.
HOW MUCH WAS THERE?
DID YOU HEAR WHAT
MR. CHARLIE SAID?
HOW MUCH WAS THERE?
13,000.
SIT DOWN.
LUCAS WOULDN'T GET
MIXED UP IN ANYTHING
FOR A LOUSY 13 GRAND.
NO. NO! LUCAS DIDN'T
PULL THE HOLDUP.
HE WAS MY HOSTAGE.
WHAT?
YES! NO, NO, I ROBBED
THE BANK THIS MORNING,
AND I TOOK HIM HOSTAGE.
HE SAYS HE TOOK
LUCAS HOSTAGE!
[ALL LAUGHING]
NO, IT'S THE TRUTH!
IT IS!
YOU DIDN'T HURT HIM,
I HOPE.
WELL, I-I KIND OF
SHOT HIM.
OH, DID YOU?
YES.
WHERE?
IN THE CAR.
HA HA HA!
IN THE CAR!
YOU TELL LUCAS $50,000
OR WE HAND YOU OVER
TO THE COPS.
[DOORKNOB RATTLING]
[COCKS GUN]
I SAID I WANTED
TO BE LEFT ALONE!
[TELEPHONE RINGS]
HELLO.
IT'S CHARLIE.
WE'RE WITH YOUR FRIEND.
I'LL PUT HIM ON.
TH-THEY WANT $50,000.
50,000 OR THEY'LL TURN ME
OVER TO THE COPS.
NO, JUST TELL THEM THAT
I TOOK YOU HOSTAGE, OK?
SO? WHAT IS THIS
HOSTAGE SHIT?!
HE TOOK YOU HOSTAGE?
THIS LITTLE FART?
WHO ARE YOU KIDDING?
NO, YOU LISTEN
TO ME!
EITHER I GET $50,000
IN 24 HOURS,
OR AL CAPONE HERE
CAN TELL HIS STORY
TO THE COPS!
UHH!
[BREATHING HEAVILY]
UHH.
GET OUT OF HERE!
JUST STAY AWAY FROM ME!
YOU HEAR ME?
[FOOTSTEPS OUTSIDE]
[KNOCKING ON DOOR]
Officer: HELLO!
ANYBODY HOME?
DR. HORVATH!
AFTERNOON.
AFTERNOON.
DR. HORVATH'S
NOT HERE?
NO.
[DOG BARKS]
OH. WELL, WE'RE PROBABLY
A LITTLE EARLY.
HE TOLD US TO COME BY
ABOUT 5:00.
YEAH, HONEY.
DON'T BE AFRAID OF HIM.
HE WON'T BITE YOU.
HE ONLY EATS THIEVES,
YEAH.
[WHINES]
SO ANYWAY--MAX!
LEAVE THAT MAN ALONE,
NOW. THERE YOU GO.
SO, YOU A FRIEND OF
DR. HORVATH'S, ARE YOU?
PATIENT.
HEH. YES, SIR,
THAT'S A GOOD ONE.
WELL, SO IS MAX,
AREN'T YOU, BOY?
HEY, MAX! YOU LOVE
DR. HORVATH, DO YOU?
[WHINES]
YEAH.
TELL YOU WHAT.
SIR, YOU'RE
GONNA SEE
A HELL OF A REUNION
IN A FEW MINUTES.
DR. HORVATH SAVED
HIS LIFE 4 YEARS AGO
WHEN HE GOT SHOT
BY A BANK ROBBER.
EVERY MONTH,
SAME REUNION.
[WOOF]
YEAH, MAX.
MAX! COME ON, NOW.
YEAH. HEY, MAX!
DON'T PESTER THAT MAN.
HEY, HONEY.
WOULD YOU LIKE TO HAVE
A BIG DOG LIKE THAT
SOME DAY?
[MAX BARKS]
WHAT'S THE MATTER?
KITTY-CAT GOT
YOUR TONGUE?
YES.
Radio Dispatcher: K-9 14,
THIS IS 12-ADAM-1
AT KENWOOD PLAZA REQUESTING
CANINE FOR A SUSPECT SEARCH.
YEAH. THIS IS K-9 14
RESPONDING
FROM 173 BARROWS ROAD.
WE'RE ON OUR WAY.
WELL, SO MUCH FOR
THAT REUNION, HUH?
IT'S THAT PNB JOB.
HE'S A BIG FISH.
WE BEEN CHASING HIM
SINCE THIS MORNING.
WE'LL PROBABLY BE BACK
A LITTLE LATER.
THIS GUY'S WOUNDED.
CAN'T HOLD OUT MUCH LONGER.
HEY, MAX! WOUNDED MAN'S
A PIECE OF CAKE, ISN'T HE?
HUH? YEAH! COME ON, BOY.
HEEL. LET'S GO. HEE--
ATTACK!
[RUFF RUFF]
Officer: ATTACK!
MAX! MAX! HEY, HELLO!
ATTACK, GOD DAMN IT!
WHAT'S GOIN' ON
THERE?
DOWN, MAX, DOWN!
GET OUTTA HERE!
YOU'RE IN THE WAY,
YOU HEAR ME?
BEAT IT!
DOWN THERE.
ANY TROUBLE,
AND I'LL CALL THE COPS.
NO. I HAVE A LITTLE GIRL.
SHE'S NOT WELL.
I HAVE TO LOOK AFTER HER.
PLEASE! LET ME GO!
[DOOR SLAMS]
[BIRDS SQUAWKING]
[CLATTERING]
[BOTTLES CLATTER,
CART RATTLES]
Thug:
HA HA HA HA HA!
HA HA HA HA
HA!
YOU SLEEP HERE,
BIG GUY?
THIS IS OUR PLACE.
I'M GONNA NEED A LITTLE
RENT FOR THE ROOM.
YOU DEAF?
YOUR MONEY.
[COCKS TRIGGER]
YOUR PANTS.
HURRY UP, JERK-OFF,
OR I'LL PUT A HOLE IN 'EM.
I WANT YOU TO WAIT
RIGHT HERE,
YOU UNDERSTAND?
DON'T BUDGE.
HOW COME
YOU DON'T TALK?
Man: HOW 'BOUT MOVING
A LITTLE, MAN?
COME ON, BUDDY, GET
THE HELL OUTTA THE WAY.
YOU WAIT RIGHT HERE,
YOU UNDERSTAND?
WHAT DO YOU MEAN,
I'M LOSIN' MY NERVE?
ME, LOSE MY NERVE?
SCREW YOU
LOSIN' MY NERVE.
YOU'RE LOSIN' YOUR NERVE.
HEY, LOOK,
ALL I'M SAYIN'
IS THAT LUCAS IS
A VERY TOUGH CUSTOMER.
WHERE YOU GOING?
I'M GOIN' TO THE HEAD!
WHY, IS THAT A CRIME?
HA HA HA.
HE'S LOSIN' EVERYTHING.
I'LL TAKE CARE
OF OUR TOUGH CUSTOMER, OK?
NO PROBLEM.
WHEN YOU'RE ON THE LAM,
YOU DON'T THROW
YOUR WEIGHT AROUND.
YOU MAKE YOURSELF VERY SMALL...
LIKE TINKERBELL.
ITSY-BITSY. TEENY-WEENY.
[TIRES SCREECH]
AAH!
[TOILET FLUSHES]
HIYA, CHARLIE.
YOU'RE NUTS.
THERE ARE COPS
ALL OVER THE PLACE.
GO GET HIM RIGHT NOW!
I SAID GO GET HIM!
GO GET HIM.
GO GET HIM!
YOU'RE ON THE LAM.
YOU'RE CRAZY
TO BE DOING THIS!
I'M NOT ON THE LAM.
I WAS TAKEN HOSTAGE,
AND IF MY KIDNAPPER
ISN'T HERE IN 10 SECONDS,
I'LL PUT A BULLET
UP YOUR ASS.
Lucas: COME ON,
LET'S GO!
LET'S GO!
WHERE IS SHE?
WHERE'S MEG?
GET YOUR ASS
IN THE TRUCK!
GOOD TO SEE YA, CHARLIE.
GOOD SEEIN' YOU, TOO.
[TIRES SCREECH]
[SIREN]
Ned: "IT WAS I
AND I ALONE
"WHO COMMITTED
THIS ROBBERY.
"NO CHARGES SHOULD BE
BROUGHT AGAINST
"MR. DANIEL LUCAS,
WHO'S ENTIRELY INNOCENT.
"SINCERELY,
NED PERRY."
OK, IT'S ALL THERE--
WHY I DID IT.
I TOOK YOU HOSTAGE.
SHOULDN'T HAVE
ANY PROBLEMS.
COME ON, BABY.
SO I GUESS
THAT'S IT, HUH?
CAN'T IMAGINE WE'LL BE
SEEING EACH OTHER AGAIN.
GIVE YOURSELF UP.
LIVIN' ON THE RUN
IS HELL.
SHE'S TOO LITTLE.
SHE CAN'T TAKE IT.
YOUR MONEY'S
BACK AT THE VET.
YOU GOT NOTHIN'
TO LIVE ON.
BE SMART.
DON'T HAVE A RECORD.
YOU GOT AN HONEST FACE.
THEY WON'T GIVE YOU
MORE THAN A YEAR.
BUT THEY'LL PUT HER
IN A CHILDREN'S HOME.
[LAUGHS] SO?
WHAT'S THE BIG DEAL?
I WAS IN ONE MYSELF.
YEAH, RIGHT.
LOOK HOW NICE YOU
TURNED OUT.
HA HA HA.
YOU'RE AN ASSHOLE.
WELL, I GOTTA GO.
THANK YOU
FOR EVERYTHING. REALLY.
DON'T GO.
AGAIN, I'M--I'M--
THERE'S SOMETHING I HAVE TO
SAY TO THIS MAN, SWEETHEART,
SO WE'LL BE RIGHT BACK, OK?
[MOUTHS WORDS]
WHAT?
[WHISPERS]
She talked!
I heard her. So why
are you whispering?
The doctor said I don't
want to block her again.
Make like nothing's
happened.
I MUSN'T CRY.
DON'T LET ME CRY.
[SIREN]
WE CAN'T
HANG AROUND HERE.
IT'S TOO DANGEROUS.
OH, GOD, HERE IT COMES.
THIS IS THE HAPPIEST DAY
OF MY LIFE.
2 YEARS I'VE BEEN WAITING.
DO YOU HAVE A HANDKERCHIEF?
NO, I DON'T HAVE
A HANDKERCHIEF.
SHOOT.
CAN YOU TELL
I'VE BEEN CRYING?
SHE TALKED.
THANKS TO YOU,
MY LITTLE GIRL TALKED.
WELL, HERE I GO AGAIN.
[SIREN]
BETTER GET MOVIN'!
YEAH, YOU'RE RIGHT.
YES, YOU'RE RIGHT.
YOU'RE RIGHT.
YOU KNOW
WHAT WOULD BE GREAT?
IF YOU COULD MAYBE STAY WITH US
JUST A LITTLE BIT LONGER.
WHAT?
IT'S THE FIRST TIME SHE'S ASKED
FOR SOMETHING IN 2 YEARS.
JUST LIKE A FEW HOURS.
ARE YOU NUTS? NO WAY!
ALL RIGHT. WE'LL TELL HER.
I JUST HOPE
IT DOESN'T BLOCK HER.
YOU TELL HER YOURSELF!
I GOTTA GO.
YOU WON'T EVEN SAY GOODBYE?
NO!
OH...SHIT!
HERE SHE COMES.
ONE HOUR.
JUST ONE HOUR!
I SAID NO!
HE CAN'T STAY, BABY.
HE'D LIKE TO.
HE REALLY WOULD.
BUT HE CAN'T.
BECAUSE IF HE DOES,
THE POLICE ARE GONNA HURT HIM,
AND YOU DON'T WANT HIM
TO BE HURT, DO YOU?
DON'T GO.
HE'S RIGHT.
I CAN'T STAY.
BUT I'LL BE BACK.
I PROMISE.
RIGHT NOW,
YOU HAVE TO LET ME GO.
DON'T CRY, MEG.
HE'LL COME BACK.
HE WILL.
DADDY'S HERE.
HELLO.
DON'T CRY.
[POLICE RADIO]
MEG!
MEG!
MEG!
YOU BASTARD!
[HONK]
[BRAKES SCREECH]
[SCREECH]
[HONK]
[HONK]
[HONK]
MEG!
[HONK]
AH!
WHOA!
[HONK HONK HONK]
[HONK HONK]
ARE YOU OK?
YOU OK?
YES, I'M FINE.
ARE YOU NUTS?
ARE YOU TRYING
TO COMMIT SUICIDE?
Officer: DON'T YOU KNOW
WHERE THE CROSSWALK IS?
THAT'S OUR GUY!
LET'S GET HIM!
COME ON!
[TIRES SCREECH]
[HONK HONK HONK]
GET IN! GET IN!
[SIREN]
GET IN!
GET IN!
GO STRAIGHT AHEAD!
HURRY UP FOR ONCE!
HURRY UP!
SHUT UP!
CAR 8 TO ALL PATROLS.
WE'VE SPOTTED LUCAS.
HE'S IN A BEER TRUCK.
LICENSE NUMBER
579-SAM-4-BOY.
[SCREECH]
WE'RE FINISHED!
STOP! WAIT!
THEY'LL SHOOT US!
I HAVE TO FIND
MY DAUGHTER!
[SIREN]
Officer: THIS WAY!
HIDE!
ALL RIGHT, SPREAD OUT.
FOSTER, TAKE SOME MEN
OVER THERE.
Lucas: WE'RE SCREWED.
WHERE IS SHE?
OH, GOD, SOMETHING'S
GONNA HAPPEN TO HER.
SHH, SHH, SHH.
OH, I DON'T
LIKE THIS.
SOMETHING TERRIBLE'S
GONNA HAPPEN.
THEY'LL PUT HER
IN AN INSTITUTION!
IT'LL KILL HER.
SHE WON'T BE ABLE
TO TAKE IT.
I'LL KILL MYSELF!
THEN THEY'LL HAVE
2 DEATHS ON THEIR
CONSCIENCE, THOSE BASTARDS!
SHH, SHH!
THIS WAY,
UP AT THE TOP THERE.
WOULD YOU QUIT THAT?
SO QUIT YACKING! THIS PLACE
IS ROLLING WITH COPS!
SHH!
PFFT! YOU GODDAMN
ASSHOLE!
NO!
SHE'LL GO.
I'LL LOSE HER!
SHH.
Ned: LOOK AT HER.
SHE'S SO FRAGILE.
ANYONE
COULD HURT HER.
Ned: WHO'S THAT?
WHAT'S HE DOING?
CAREFUL.
THAT'S THE KINDA GUY
THAT GIVES CANDY
TO LITTLE GIRLS.
DON'T BE RIDICULOUS.
[SHAKING BOX]
SO WHAT'S THAT, HUH?
WHAT'S THAT, SMARTASS?
WILL YOU SHUT
THE HELL UP?
[BOX RATTLES]
SHE TOOK IT!
I TOLD HER NEVER TO TAKE
CANDY FROM STRANGERS!
NO!
THAT PERVERT!
NO, DON'T!
YES!
NO!
Old man: UH,
EXCUSE ME, OFFICERS.
I THINK THIS LITTLE
GIRL IS LOST.
I ASKED WHERE HER MOMMY
AND DADDY ARE.
SHE DOESN'T ANSWER.
COME WITH ME,
SWEETHEART.
[PUNCH]
MY LITTLE GIRL.
MY LITTLE GIRL.
NOW'S OUR CHANCE.
LET'S GO.
NO. NO.
LET'S GO!
[SOBBING]
AH, LISTEN, YOU'LL DO
ONE YEAR AT THE MOST.
AFTER THAT,
YOU'LL GET HER BACK.
I'LL VISIT HER WHILE
YOU'RE ON THE INSIDE.
SHE WON'T BE ALONE.
LOOK, YOU GOT
MY CONFESSION,
SO JUST TAKE OFF, OK?
GOOD-BYE AND GOD BLESS.
WHAT ARE YOU GONNA DO?
HEY, I'M TALKIN' TO YOU!
WHEN THEY PUT HER
IN THE CHILDREN'S HOME,
I'LL KIDNAP HER AND THEN
GET OUT OF THE COUNTRY.
OH, COME ON,
DON'T BE STUPID--
LEAVE ME ALONE,
PLEASE.
LEAVE ME ALONE.
SARGE,
IT'S FOR YOU.
YES?
WELL, GET TOGETHER
WITH COMMUNITY SERVICES.
WE CAN'T KEEP THE KID
HERE, THAT'S FOR SURE.
FINE.
WHAT HAVE YOU GOT?
HERE'S THE CASE
AGAINST LUCAS TO DATE.
THE DAY OF HIS RELEASE
FROM JAIL,
LUCAS ROBS A BANK
OF LESS MONEY
AND TAKING MORE TIME
THAN EVER BEFORE.
MAYBE HE'S RUSTY.
THEN SHOOTS HIMSELF
IN THE LEG...
COULD HAVE BEEN
A STRUGGLE.
BLOWS UP HIS GETAWAY CAR,
AND THEN TRIES TO TURN
HIS HOSTAGE IN TO THE POLICE.
LUCAS THEN GOES FOR MEDICAL CARE
TO A DR. HORVATH.
I'VE INTERVIEWED HIM, AND...
I'D LIKE YOU TO HEAR HIM
PERSONALLY.
BY THE WAY,
HE'S A VETERINARIAN.
DR. HORVATH, PLEASE?
GENTLEMEN.
HAVE A SEAT,
DOCTOR.
AHEM. NOW...
TELL DETECTIVE DUGAN
EVERYTHING
THAT YOU'VE TOLD ME.
THE PATIENT WAS SHOT
IN A HUNTING ACCIDENT.
WHAT?
WAIT.
PLEASE, DR. HORVATH.
IN THE RIGHT
HIND LEG.
FROM THE ANGLE OF ENTRY,
IT WOULD APPEAR
THAT HIS LEG WAS RAISED,
AND HE MUST HAVE BEEN PEEING
AT THE MOMENT OF IMPACT.
THANK YOU, DOCTOR.
WAIT, I HAVE MORE.
YES, WAIT. HE HAS MORE.
THE PATIENT
WORE NO COLLAR,
AND HE BECAME ENRAGED
WHEN GIVEN A RUBBER BONE.
HE NEVERTHELESS--
THANK YOU
VERY, VERY,
VERY MUCH.
HE NEVERTHLESS TESTED
NEGATIVE FOR RABIES.
THANK YOU, DOCTOR.
WAIT,
I HAVE SOMETHING--
THANK YOU.
[CHUCKLING]
SO...
[BOTH LAUGHING]
I THINK WE CAN CONCLUDE
THAT OUR MR. LUCAS
SPENT THE DAY GETTING SHOT,
BEING TREATED LIKE A DOG...
[BOTH LAUGHING]
[TELEPHONE RINGS]
HAVING TO BABY-SIT,
AND IN GENERAL,
WISHING HE'D SPENT
ONE MORE DAY IN PRISON.
TENER HERE.
[COUGHING
AND LAUGHING]
IT'S LUCAS.
HEY, ROVER.
HA HA HA HA!
HUH? HOW ARE YA,
PAL?
COME ON IN.
HA HA HA!
AS SOON AS HE COMES OUT,
I WANT A CLOSE-UP.
HERE HE COMES.
DETECTIVE DUGAN--
ALL CHARGES AGAINST
MR. LUCAS HAVE BEEN DROPPED.
NOW THAT YOU'RE FREE,
MR. LUCAS,
WHAT WILL YOU DO?
FIND A JOB, LEAD A NORMAL LIFE
LIKE EVERYONE ELSE.
HOW DOES IT FEEL
FOR A PROFESSIONAL LIKE YOU
TO BE TAKEN HOSTAGE?
TELL US ABOUT
YOUR KIDNAPPER!
HE'S A NOBODY,
AND AS FAR AS I'M CONCERNED,
I GOT NOTHIN' TO SAY ABOUT
HIM. THE MATTER'S CLOSED.
COME ON!
GIVE US THE STORY!
OOH!
WHAT ARE YOU
DOIN' HERE?
SORRY.
HEY, GO ON.
MOVE ALONG.
SORRY. EXCUSE ME.
GO ON.
GET OUTTA HERE.
HI. I'M HERE TO SEE
MEG PERRY, PLEASE.
RELATIVE?
NO. I'M A FRIEND
OF THE FAMILY.
YEAH, I HAVE MISTER...
LUCAS.
MR. LUCAS HERE
TO SEE THE PERRY GIRL.
OK.
JUST A MOMENT, PLEASE.
WHO'D YOU CALL,
THE COP?
MR. LUCAS?
YES.
FOLLOW ME.
HELLO, MEG.
LOOK WHAT I BROUGHT YA.
YOU LIKE IT?
SHE REFUSES TO TALK
AND SHE REFUSES TO EAT.
IF SHE KEEPS THIS UP
MUCH LONGER,
WE'RE GOING TO HAVE TO
FEED HER INTRAVENOUSLY.
YOU HEAR THAT, MEG?
IF YOU DON'T EAT
PRETTY SOON,
WE'LL HAVE TO STICK
A NEEDLE IN YOUR ARM,
AND THAT'LL HURT.
COULD I TALK TO HER
ALONE, PLEASE?
YOU NEED AUTHORIZATION
FROM JUVENILE COURT--
LOOK...
THIS KID NEEDS
A LOT OF THINGS,
BUT ONE THING
SHE DOESN'T NEED
IS A COP
GUARDING OVER HER.
5 MINUTES.
MEG.
MEG, LOOK AT ME.
MEG.
MEG, YA HAVE TO EAT,
YOU HEAR ME?
COME ON, BE A GOOD
GIRL. LOOK AT ME.
IF YOU WANT,
I'LL VISIT YA EVERY DAY,
BUT LOOK AT ME.
LOOK AT ME,
FOR CHRIST'S SAKE!
OK. I'M LEAVING.
I'M GONNA GO NOW,
MEG.
I'M GONNA GO.
OK, GOOD-BYE, MEG.
DO YOU REMEMBER
WHEN YOU SAID TO ME,
"DON'T GO"?
SPEAK TO ME AGAIN,
MEG.
TELL ME, "DON'T GO."
THAT'D MAKE ME
SO HAPPY.
NO?
YOU DON'T WANT TO?
OK, DON'T TALK, MEG,
BUT EAT.
PLEASE.
YOU'RE SO THIN.
LISTEN, I'LL BRING YA
A CAKE TOMORROW.
WOULD YOU LIKE THAT?
I'LL KEEP YA FAT.
THE FOOD HERE'S
GOTTA BE LOUSY.
A GREAT BIG CAKE
WITH WHIPPED CREAM
AND EVERYTHING ON TOP.
WHAT DO YOU SAY?
OK.
KISS GOOD-BYE.
I'LL LEAVE HIM HERE
WITH YOU.
YOU TAKE CARE OF HIM
LIKE YOU
TOOK CARE OF ME.
Radio: AND NOW HERE'S GOODWIN
TAKING A LEFTHAND PITCHER.
FIRST AND THIRD,
STILL NO ONE OUT.
1 AND 1 THE COUNT. 4-0.
[GAME CONTINUES
INDISTINCTLY]
...POPS UP WITH THE BALL.
1 AND 0 ON GOODWIN.
[PERRY POUNDING ON GATE]
WHY DON'T YOU JUST
RING THE ALARM?
I HOPE YOU HAVEN'T
JAMMED IT.
YOU SCARED ME!
[PANTING]
WHAT ARE YOU
DOING HERE?
SHH!
[PANTING]
IS THAT YOU
THAT SMELLS LIKE FISH?
[SNIFFS] DO I?
[SNIFFS] YOU STINK.
COULD BE. I SLEPT
IN A FISH NET.
OH, JESUS.
PLEASE, GOD,
LET HER BE OK.
JUST LET HER BE OK.
I SAW HER YESTERDAY.
NOT SO GOOD.
WHAT DO YOU MEAN,
NOT SO GOOD?
SHE'LL BE ALL RIGHT
ONCE SHE'S OUTTA HERE.
JUST RELAX!
LET'S DO THIS RIGHT.
RIGHT. RIGHT.
YOU'RE RIGHT.
LOCKED?
NO PROBLEM.
Ned: EASY FOR YOU.
[SLAM]
SHH!
THERE'S A COP
WATCHING HER.
WHAT?
YOUR KID.
A FEMALE COP.
THAT COMPLICATES
THINGS.
[CHAIR CLATTERS]
SHH!
SHH.
SHH.
IT MUST BE THAT WAY.
[CLATTER]
STOP THAT.
I DIDN'T DO IT
ON PURPOSE.
WELL, WATCH YOUR STEP.
[CLATTER]
WHAT'S WITH YOU?
THIS PLACE IS A MESS.
JUST WAIT FOR ME HERE.
NO, NO, NO.
I'M GOING WITH YOU!
IT DOESN'T TAKE
TWO OF US.
YOU STAY HERE.
DON'T BE AFRAID.
IT'S ME, LUCAS.
GOOD WORK!
WE'RE OUTTA HERE.
LET ME CARRY HER.
YEAH.
LET'S GO!
THIS ISN'T MINE.
IT'S NOT MY DAUGHTER.
YOU GOOFED.
YOU GOTTA BE KIDDING.
AM I KIDDING?
OH, SHIT, IT'S 'CAUSE
OF THAT DAMN MONKEY. LET'S GO.
I DON'T WANT THIS ONE.
I WANT MINE.
AAH!
LET'S BEAT IT.
HIDE.
BUT I WANT
MY DAUGHTER!
[YELLS] HIDE!
DON'T MOVE!
MEG? MEG, IT'S ME.
IT'S DADDY.
COME HERE, MEG.
COME ON.
WHERE IS SHE?
PUT DOWN THE GUN,
MR. PERRY.
IT'LL ONLY MAKE
THINGS WORSE.
TELL ME WHERE SHE IS,
OR I'M GONNA KILL YOU.
[COCKS TRIGGER]
SHE'S IN THE INFIRMARY.
THIS WAY.
MOVE IT! MOVE.
THERE, NOW. I'M GONNA
PUT YOU BACK IN BED.
YOU BE A GOOD GIRL
AND DON'T SCREAM.
OK?
JUST DON'T SCREAM.
AAH!
[GIRLS SCREAMING]
YOU'LL BE GUILTY
OF KIDNAPPING.
DO YOU KNOW WHAT
THAT'S GONNA GET YOU?
YEAH. HER.
GET IN THERE!
MEG? MEG?
IT'S ME.
DON'T BE AFRAID.
IT'S DADDY.
IT'S DADDY. COME ON.
[POUNDING ON DOOR]
LET ME OUTTA HERE!
[POUNDING]
STOP!
TAKE IT EASY.
YOU'RE TRAPPED,
SO JUST TAKE IT EASY.
QUICK!
MEG? MEG!
MEG, COME ON, BABY.
WHY WON'T SHE WAKE UP?
FEEL HER HANDS.
THEY'RE FREEZING.
WE'LL TAKE CARE OF HER.
DON'T WORRY.
WHERE ARE WE?
A CUSTOMER'S HOUSE.
I PUT A SECURITY
SYSTEM IN HERE.
THEY WENT ON VACATION
THIS MORNING.
THEY WON'T BE BACK
FOR A MONTH.
IS SOMETHING WRONG?
I DON'T KNOW
WHAT'S THE MATTER.
GIVE HER TO ME.
NO, I'M OK. I JUST HAVEN'T
EATEN THAT MUCH LATELY.
HAVEN'T SLEPT, EITHER.
GIVE HER TO ME.
YOU'LL DROP HER.
NO, IT'S MY DAUGHTER.
I DON'T WANT ANYONE TO TAKE HER.
STAND STILL.
STAND STILL.
UHH!
NO, WE'RE TOO HEAVY.
NO, I GOT YOU.
OK, PUT HER IN THE BED.
Ned: SHE'S NOT GONNA
DIE, IS SHE?
THINK SHE'S GONNA DIE?
WHY WOULD SHE DIE?
STOP SAYIN' THAT SHIT!
YOU'LL JINX US, ASSHOLE!
WHY WOULD SHE DIE?
I'M SCARED.
YOU'RE GIVING ME
THE WILLIES!
SHE'S GONNA BE OK.
ALL RIGHT?
MEG, WE'RE HERE NOW.
WE'RE NOT IN THE HOME
ANYMORE.
YOUR FATHER'S HERE
AND I'M HERE.
OPEN YOUR EYES, DAMN IT!
FOR US! OPEN YOUR EYES!
STOP IT!
YOU'LL HURT HER!
I'M HUNGRY.
SHE'S HUNGRY.
SHE'S HUNGRY,
FOR GOD'S SAKE.
YEAH.
YEAH.
FOOD! GET THE FOOD.
PLASTIC!
THERE'S NOTHING TO EAT
IN THIS STUPID HOUSE!
WHAT DO YOU EXPECT?
THEY'RE GONE FOR A MONTH.
JERKS.
MAYBE WE SHOULD
ORDER A PIZZA.
YEAH, AND IT'LL BE
DELIVERED BY THE FBI.
HERE!
WHAT?
"SMOKED OYSTERS."
OHH...
"GOOSE LIVER."
"TRUFFLES."
WHAT THE HELL IS THIS?
"CAVIAR."
WHO ARE THESE PEOPLE?
RICH.
DO LITTLE GIRLS
EAT CAVIAR?
LOOK WHAT WE
GOT YOU, MEG.
CAVIAR. YUMMY!
MEG?
MAYBE WE SHOULD
LET HER SLEEP.
YEAH.
MMM. THIS IS
PRETTY GOOD.
YEAH. VERY GOOD.
YEAH.
REAL GOOD.
HERE WE GO.
NICE AND CLEAN.
[KISS]
HERE WE GO.
[GROWLING
AND KISSING]
GOOD MORNING, MEG.
HI.
LOOK WHAT
I BROUGHT YOU.
NOW, I WANT YOU TO EAT
EVERYTHING, YOU HEAR?
OK.
ALL RIGHT.
HERE. I HAD IT MADE
THIS MORNING.
"KOWALSKI"?
IT'S MY NEW NAME.
I'M TRAVELING
WITH MRS. KOWALSKI
AND OUR SON JONATHAN.
WHAT?
THEY'RE LOOKING FOR
2 MEN AND A LITTLE GIRL.
PERFECT.
EVERYTHING WE NEED.
YOU DON'T REALLY
EXPECT ME TO DRESS UP
LIKE A WOMAN, DO YOU?
I'M TELLING YOU,
THEY'RE LOOKING FOR 2 GUYS
AND A LITTLE GIRL.
HERE.
WHY CAN'T WE JUST
STAY HERE?
YOU SAID THEY'D BE
GONE FOR A MONTH.
PAL, WE GOT THE FBI,
STATE POLICE, ROADBLOCKS,
AND DUGAN ON OUR ASS!
WE CAN'T SIT IT OUT. HERE.
I'LL NEVER PASS
FOR A WOMAN.
THERE'S NOTHING
FEMININE ABOUT ME.
LOOK AT ME.
I'D BE GROTESQUE.
IT'S BETTER TO BE
GROTESQUE THAN DEAD.
I'M TOO UGLY.
I'LL NEVER PULL IT OFF!
LOOKS DON'T MATTER.
THERE ARE UGLY LADIES!
I KNOW THERE ARE
UGLY LADIES.
THERE ARE A LOT
OF UGLY LADIES,
BUT I DON'T LOOK LIKE
AN UGLY LADY, OK?
YOU WILL.
[MURMURING]
THERE.
NOW, DON'T WORRY.
IT'LL GROW BACK.
Ned: I LOOK RIDICULOUS.
NOT ONLY ARE THEY
GONNA ARREST US,
THEY'RE GONNA LAUGH
THEMSELVES SILLY.
LET'S SEE.
I WON'T GET 10 FEET
DRESSED LIKE THIS.
EVEN IN A CONVENTION
OF TRANSVESTITES,
I'D BE ARRESTED.
NOW,
WHAT'S YOUR NAME?
JONATHAN.
WHAT'S MY NAME?
DADDY.
AND WHAT'S HIS NAME?
MOMMY.
GOOD!
DON'T TALK TO ME.
PUT THE WIG ON.
OH, MY GOD. LOOK WHAT
HE'S DONE TO YOUR HAIR.
IT'S OK, MOMMY.
IT'LL GROW BACK.
DON'T CALL ME MOMMY.
NO, DO!
OH, YEAH,
THAT'S RIGHT. DO.
GOD, WHAT A SIGHT.
[GIGGLES]
Lucas: NO, NO,
YOU'LL BE FINE.
HOPE SO.
NEVER FELT MORE
DEPRESSED IN MY LIFE.
YOU LOOK VERY
PRETTY, MOMMY.
I HATE WHEN
SHE CALLS ME MOMMY.
LET'S HIT THE ROAD,
LUCILLE.
LUCILLE?
CAN'T LEAVE IT ALONE,
CAN YOU?
OH, GOD.
DID YOU TELL HER
TO HURRY?
YES.
COME ON!
WE GOTTA GET GOIN'!
ARE YOU DOIN' OK?
I'M OK.
YOU KNOW YOU HAVE
TO FATTEN UP.
YOU'RE TOO SKINNY.
I DON'T WANT
A SKINNY KID.
ARE YOU STAYING
WITH US?
WHERE IN THE HELL
IS SHE, YOUR FATHER?
LUCILLE!
I'M COMING, I'M COMING.
YOU KNOW, IF FATE HAD BEEN
A LITTLE KINDER TO ME,
I WOULD STILL BE WORKING
AND LEADING A NORMAL LIFE.
LET'S GO.
INSTEAD, I'M MARRIED
TO A CONVICT,
AND I HAVE A DAUGHTER
NAMED JONATHAN.
COME ON, LET'S GO!
MY SHOE.
IF WE HIT A ROADBLOCK,
DON'T PANIC.
LETHANDLE IT.
I WON'T PANIC.
DON'T WORRY.
I'M OK NOW.
WE'LL BE FINE.
LET'S JUST HOPE
WE DON'T GET ARRESTED.
I REALLY DON'T WANNA
GO TO JAIL IN THIS DRESS.
OW, MY STOMACH.
WHAT?
I FINISHED OFF THE CAVIAR
AND OYSTERS FOR BREAKFAST.
I FEEL LOUSY.
COPS.
WHAT?
BEHIND US. COPS.
SHIT.
WE'RE UNDER THE SPEED LIMIT.
IT SHOULDN'T BE A PROBLEM.
GOOD.
LET'S JUST STAY CALM.
GEE, I DON'T FEEL WELL.
WHAT?
I THINK
I'M GETTING CARSICK.
NOT NOW!
OH, MY GOD. OH, GOD.
ROLL DOWN THE WINDOW.
GET SOME FRESH AIR.
OH, I'M GONNA
THROW UP.
ARE YOU GETTIN'
BETTER?
NO. I'M GONNA VOMIT.
STICK YOUR HEAD
OUT THE WINDOW!
MY WIG!
OH, NO!
YOU MAJOR ASSHOLE!
YOU WERE THE ONE
WHO TOLD ME
TO STICK MY HEAD
OUT THE WINDOW!
[RETCHING]
HERE.
THANK YOU.
BETTER?
YEAH.
KEEP IT.
THANKS.
WE HAVE TO FIND IT.
I'LL NEVER GET OUT
OF HERE LIKE THIS.
NOPE.
ALTHOUGH SOME WOMEN
HAVE SHORT HAIR.
YEAH.
BUT NOT WITH THAT FACE.
YOU'RE TOO UGLY.
YOU LOOK LIKE SHIT.
COME ON.
WE GOTTA FIND THAT WIG.
OH, WE'LL NEVER FIND IT!
I DON'T THINK
YOU HAD TO SAY ALL THAT.
ALL WHAT?
ABOUT MY APPEARANCE.
IT WASN'T REALLY
NECESSARY.
YOU SAID
I LOOK LIKE SHIT.
[CHUCKLES]
THERE IT IS!
[HONK HONK HONK HONK]
WHAT'S WITH THE WIG?
HMM?
YOUR WIG.
IT'S A LITTLE
TOO BOUFFANT, ISN'T IT?
WELL, WHY IS IT
STICKING UP LIKE THAT?
HOW SHOULD I KNOW?
SHIT!
A ROADBLOCK.
OK, DON'T WORRY.
DON'T PANIC.
REMEMBER,
YOUR NAME IS JONATHAN.
WE'LL BE OK.
NOW, LISTEN,
IF THEY ASK ANY QUESTIONS--
IF THEY ASK
ANY QUESTIONS, I'M SCREWED.
NO. JUST ANSWER
IN A WOMAN'S VOICE.
[HIGH VOICE]
HOW'S THIS SOUND?
CAN YOU DO IT
BETTER?
NO, I CAN'T DO IT
BETTER.
I TOLD YOU, I DON'T
HAVE A WOMAN'S VOICE.
THEY'RE DEFINITELY GONNA
ARREST US FOR SURE.
GO THROUGH IT.
WHAT?
GO THROUGH IT!
ARE YOU NUTS?
THEY'LL SHOOT US.
I TOLD YOU I DON'T WANT THEM
TO GET MY LITTLE GIRL!
WE CAN MAKE IT!
AAH!
[CONTROLLED FURY]
FIX YOUR WIG, DARLING.
I'M SORRY
TO BOTHER YOU.
MAY I SEE YOUR
LICENSE, PLEASE?
HERE.
UH, WE'RE IN A HURRY.
MY WIFE'S PREGNANT.
SHE'S NOT FEELING
TOO WELL.
WELL, SHE DOESN'T
LOOK SO GOOD.
YOU GOING
TO COUNTY GENERAL?
HUH?
WAIT A MINUTE.
LARRY, MARTY.
THERE'S A YOUNG LADY
READY TO GIVE BIRTH.
GIVE THEM
AN ESCORT.
NO, NO, THAT'S NOT
REALLY NECESSARY.
IT'LL BE SAFER.
YOU WON'T HAVE TO WORRY
ABOUT LIGHTS, TRAFFIC.
GOOD LUCK, FOLKS.
[SIRENS]
WHAT DO I DO NOW,
GIVE BIRTH?
LET ME THINK.
I'D LIKE TO HAVE
A LITTLE BROTHER.
WELL,
DON'T COUNT ON IT.
GIMME YOUR TEDDY BEAR,
SWEETHEART.
THIS IS GONNA BE
ONE SURPRISED OBSTETRICIAN.
WE RADIOED AHEAD.
THEY'LL BE BRINGING OUT
A GURNEY.
ARE YOU DOING OK,
LITTLE LADY?
DON'T BE AFRAID, MOMMY.
[CHATTER ON POLICE RADIO]
WHY DON'T
THOSE JERKS LEAVE?
EVERYTHING'S GONNA
BE FINE, MA'AM.
JUST RELAX.
WATCH YOUR STEP,
MA'AM.
I'D RATHER WALK.
JUST LIE DOWN,
PLEASE.
JUST LIE DOWN.
ARE YOU ALL RIGHT?
YOU DIDN'T HURT YOURSELF?
Orderly:
THERE WE GO. THERE.
DOCTOR'S WAITING.
STOP!
I FEEL MUCH BETTER.
THANK YOU.
THANK YOU SO MUCH.
THANK YOU SO MUCH.
SHE FORGETS
EVERYTHING.
HOW DO YOU FEEL?
DELIVERED.
WHAT ARE YOU DOING?
SHORTCUT.
Lucas: WE'LL BE
IN CANADA IN 10 MINUTES.
HERE WE ARE.
HELP ME OUT.
THIS IS CANADA, BABY,
SO YOU CAN
CALL ME DADDY AGAIN.
NOW, THIS IS A FRIEND
OF MINE IN VANCOUVER.
CALL HIM.
HE'LL HELP YOU OUT.
WAIT. HERE.
THIS OUGHTA...THERE.
WELL, TAKE IT ALL.
THAT OUGHTA
HOLD YOU.
I DON'T KNOW
WHAT TO SAY, LUCAS.
DON'T SAY ANYTHING.
GO ON. CHANGE
THAT TO CANADIAN.
YOU NEED GAS!
GET OUT OF THE CAR,
MEG.
NOW, LISTEN TO ME, MEG.
I CAN'T STAY WITH YOU.
NOW, DON'T BE SAD.
I'LL COME VISIT.
HONEST.
IT'LL BE LIKE
WE NEVER WERE APART.
WE'LL HAVE LOTS OF FUN,
THE THREE OF US.
OH, PLEASE, MEG,
DON'T LOOK AT ME LIKE THAT.
I'M TRYING TO START
A NEW LIFE.
DO YOU UNDERSTAND?
NO.
I'VE BEEN ON THE RUN
TOO LONG.
I JUST CAN'T TAKE IT
ANYMORE.
YOU SEE?
NO.
[CHUCKLES]
I'M GONNA MISS YOU.
I'LL NEVER FORGET YOU.
[TIRES SCREECH]
[SIRENS]
THIS BANK IS SURROUNDED.
COME OUT WITH YOUR HANDS UP,
AND YOU WILL NOT GET HURT.
I REPEAT--
THIS BANK IS SURROUNDED!
I HAVE A HOSTAGE!
LET ME THROUGH,
OR I'LL KILL HIM!
I HAVE A HOSTAGE!
MAYBE I'D BETTER STAY
WITH YOU GUYS A LITTLE LONGER.
[INDISTINCT P.A. ANNOUNCEMENT]
25 CENTS AN HOUR...
6 HOURS A DAY...
5 YEARS...
THAT'S $1,740.
NOT MUCH FOR ALL
THAT LAUNDRY, HUH, LUCAS?
GOOD LUCK.
DON'T COME BACK.
TOWER 3, INMATE LUCAS RELEASED
ON PAROLE. OPEN THE GATE.
[BUZZER]
GOOD LUCK, LUCAS.
I THOUGHT YOU
MIGHT BE LONESOME.
I MISSED YOU.
5 YEARS IS A LONG TIME.
I AGREE.
SHOULD HAVE BEEN 10.
I WOULD HAVE MISSED YOU MORE.
WHAT A PERFORMANCE YOU MUST
HAVE GIVEN THAT PAROLE BOARD.
ARE YOU DONE?
BUT I TRY TO LOOK
AT THE BRIGHT SIDE, LUCAS.
YOU GET OUT, KNOCK OVER
A BANK OR A JEWELRY STORE
AND I BAG YOU
AND MAKE LIEUTENANT.
DON'T COUNT ON ME
FOR ANY MORE PROMOTIONS.
RIGHT.
I'M DONE.
SORRY TO DISAPPOINT YOU.
I DON'T WANT
TO DIE ON THE INSIDE.
YEAH, LUCAS, YOU'LL BE
THE STRAIGHTEST MAN
IN THE WORLD, AND ONE DAY
YOU'LL WALK PAST A BANK
AND THE FUN WILL BEGIN AGAIN.
YOU THINK SO?
YOU WANNA BET?
OK, DUGAN, I'LL ROB
A BANK FOR YOU.
GIVE ME A RIDE.
YOU WANT ME TO DRIVE YOU
TO A BANK?
HERE WE ARE.
PACIFIC NATIONAL.
FINE. THANKS
FOR THE RIDE, GUYS.
YOU DON'T THINK
HE'S GONNA DO IT, DO YOU?
NAH. HE'S NUTS,
BUT HE'S NOT THAT--
LEAST, I DON'T THINK HE IS.
BE JUST GREAT IF HE HITS
THE BANK WE DROVE HIM TO.
BE JUST GREAT
IF YOU SHUT UP.
LET'S GO.
EXCUSE ME.
NEW ACCOUNTS, PLEASE.
THANK YOU.
I'D LIKE TO OPEN
A NEW ACCOUNT, PLEASE.
HAVE A SEAT.
THANK YOU.
THANK YOU.
THINK HE'S REALLY
GOING STRAIGHT?
NAH. 14 ARMED ROBBERIES?
14.
THOSE GUYS DON'T
MAKE CAREER CHANGES.
I DON'T KNOW. I KIND OF HAD
THE FEELING HE WAS SERIOUS.
I KIND OF HAD THE FEELING
YOU'RE NAIVE.
NEXT TIME I GET HIM,
IT WON'T BE FOR A LOUSY 5 YEARS.
PRESENT EMPLOYER?
I'M BETWEEN JOBS.
EVERYBODY, HANDS UP!
HANDS UP! STICK 'EM UP!
THIS IS A HOLDUP!
I SAID STICK 'EM UP!
[EVERYONE SCREAMS]
YOU SEE THIS?!
DO YOU KNOW WHAT THIS IS?!
IT'S A GRENADE,
AND I'M PULLING THE PIN,
SO NO FUNNY BUSINESS!
YOU KNOW,
IF I DROP THIS THING,
IT'S GONNA GO OFF,
AND YOU'LL ALL BE
BLOWN TO SMITHEREENS,
SO MOVE IT! MOVE IT!
MOVE IT! MOVE IT!
GET MOVING! GET MOVING
OVER THERE! MOVE IT!
YOU TWO, WOULD YOU
SPEED IT UP?!
OH...OOH...
COME ON! ALL RIGHT.
KEEP THOSE HANDS UP.
OK. THAT'S GOOD.
YOU--TAKE THIS!
UNH!
WELL, PUT MONEY IN IT!
COME ON, COME ON, COME ON!
[BUZZER]
ALL AVAILABLE UNITS,
211 SILENT IN PROGRESS.
PACIFIC NATIONAL BANK.
48th AND WALES. 48th AND WALES.
[SIREN]
[SIRENS AND SCREECHING TIRES]
FREEZE!
Police radio: ALL AVAILABLE
UNITS, 211 SILENT IN PROGRESS.
PACIFIC NATIONAL BANK.
48th AND WALES. 48th AND WALES.
ALL UNITS HANDLE.
CODE 3, HIGH.
DUGAN HERE.
WOULD YOU REPEAT?
Police radio: WE HAVE
A 211 IN PROGRESS
AT PACIFIC NATIONAL BANK--
HOLY SHIT!
[TIRES SCREECH]
[EVERYONE TALKING
EXCITEDLY]
Cop: MOVE! MOVE!
WHAT'S GOING ON?
SAY, WAIT. IT'S JUST A--
[MACHINE BEEPING]
[CHUCKLES]
OK, THAT'S ENOUGH.
ENOUGH, ENOUGH!
JUST ZIP IT UP
AND THROW IT HERE.
YOU DID THAT ON PURPOSE!
I SWEAR I DIDN'T.
NOBODY MOVE!
KEEP THOSE HANDS UP! UP!
UNH!
UHH! UNH! UHH!
GO GET THAT GOD DAMN
BAG, FOR CHRIST'S SAKE!
GET IT DOWN HERE BEFORE
I BLOW THIS PLACE UP!
[DOOR BUZZES]
Cop: 2 AND 3, WHEN YOU'RE
IN POSITION, GIVE ME A CALL.
ALL RIGHT, LET'S GET
THE BACK DOORS!
[MEN SHOUTING]
Cop: GO! UP THE FIRE
ESCAPE! UPSTAIRS!
Cop: GET THOSE BARRICADES
OVER THERE TO THE RIGHT!
AHH...
COME ON, COME ON.
Dugan on loudspeaker:
THIS IS THE POLICE.
THE BANK IS SURROUNDED.
COME OUT WITH YOUR HANDS UP
AND YOU WILL NOT GET HURT.
I REPEAT: COME OUT
WITH YOUR HANDS UP
AND YOU WILL NOT GET HURT!
I CAN'T BELIEVE
WE GAVE HIM A RIDE.
[WHISPERS]
Shut up!
Police radio:
COPY, CENTRAL?
Cop: LET'S MOVE, LET'S MOVE!
GO, GO, GO, GO, GO!
THE GRENADE!
NOBODY MOVE
OR I'LL SHOOT!
YOU--YOU COMING WITH ME!
PICK SOMEONE ELSE.
WHAT?
Dugan: GIVE YOURSELF UP.
YOU DON'T HAVE A CHANCE.
GET MOVING! COME ON!
HERE HE COMES.
I STILL
CAN'T BELIEVE IT.
I GOT A HOSTAGE!
LET ME GO
OR I'LL KILL HIM!
SHIT.
I GOT A HOSTAGE!
OK, BE COOL.
LET'S TALK ABOUT IT.
UNH! UHH!
STILL CAN'T BELIEVE IT,
SMART ASS?
HOLY SHIT.
YOU ASSHOLE.
EXCUSE ME?
YOU'RE A FUCKING
ASSHOLE.
WHAT'S THIS GAME HERE?
OK, LUCAS, I'M LISTENING.
TELL US WHAT YOU WANT.
I DON'T WANT ANYTHING.
I'M THE HOSTAGE!
WHAT DID HE SAY?
HE SAID
HE'S THE HOSTAGE.
WHAT KIND OF JERK
DOES HE THINK I AM?
CUT THE BULLSHIT, LUCAS!
TELL HIM.
TELL HIM WHAT?
THAT I'M THE HOSTAGE,
YOU SHIT.
OF COURSE YOU'RE THE HOSTAGE.
WHAT DO YOU THINK?
NO, DON'T TELL ME,
ASSHOLE. TELL THEM!
EXCUSE ME.
I THINK I'M GONNA FAINT.
NO! THE GRENADE!
COME ON. STAND UP,
YOU ASSHOLE. STAND UP.
WHAT THE HELL'S
GOING ON HERE?
Dugan: COME ON.
WHO'S GOT THE GUN,
FOR GOD'S SAKE, DUGAN?!
HUH?!
WHO'S GOT THE GUN?!
FOR CHRIST'S SAKE.
PICK UP YOUR WEAPON,
ASSHOLE.
WHAT A DISGRACE.
PICK...UP...
YOUR...WEAPON.
HOLD YOUR GUN LIKE A MAN,
FOR CHRIST'S SAKE.
[BANG]
[MACHINE GUN FIRE]
HOLD YOUR FIRE!
HOLD YOUR FIRE!
HOLD YOUR FIRE!
HOLD YOUR FIRE!
THOSE SONS OF BITCHES.
THESE PEOPLE ARE INSANE!
THAT WAS TOTALLY UNJUSTIFIED.
THESE BASTARDS
WANT MY ASS.
DUGAN! DUGAN!
YOUR ASS?
WHY YOUR ASS?
DUGAN, DO YOU HEAR ME?!
EXCUSE ME, YOU SAID
THAT THEY WANTED YOUR ASS.
WHY WOULD THEY--
SHUT UP!
DUGAN!
Dugan: COME ON
OUT HERE, LUCAS!
YOU KNOW THE PROCEDURE.
OK, OK!
I'M COMING OUT!
WAIT A MINUTE!
I HAD NOTHING TO DO WITH
THIS, SO EVERYBODY JUST--
I'M UNARMED! I'M UNARMED!
DON'T YOU MOVE!
HERE I COME!
[BANG]
WHAT THE HELL
ARE YOU DOING?
Dugan: YOU'VE GOT 5 SECONDS!
DUGAN, LISTEN TO ME!
1...
2...
3.
ASSHOLE,
HE'S GONNA DO IT.
DUGAN! DON'T BE
STUPID, MAN!
I'LL KILL
THE HOSTAGE!
YOU HEAR ME?
I'LL KILL HIM!
YOU'LL KILL THE HOSTAGE?
GIVE ME THAT.
OH...HEY!
GIVE IT TO ME,
GOD DAMN IT!
Dugan: OK, LUCAS...OK.
TELL US WHAT YOU WANT.
WE'RE LISTENING.
I WANT TO MAKE IT
TO MY CAR!
AND DON'T TRY
TO STOP ME!
SHUT UP.
FIRST, THE GUYS
OFF THE ROOF!
THEN YOU UNBLOCK
THE STREET!
Cop: LET'S MOVE,
LET'S MOVE.
WHERE'S YOUR CAR?
WHAT THE HELL
IS GOING ON HERE?!
WHERE'S YOUR
GOD DAMN CAR?
[STRAINED]
OVER THERE.
ALL RIGHT. LET'S GO.
[COP SHOUTS ORDERS]
Cop: ON THE ROOF.
RIGHT AWAY.
GIVE ME THE KEYS.
FIRST, GIVE ME THE GUN.
GIVE ME THE KEYS, ASSHOLE,
BEFORE WE'RE KILLED.
THIS IS MY ROBBERY.
NOW, I DON'T KNOW
WHAT YOU'RE TRYING TO PULL,
BUT IF YOU THINK YOU CAN
WEASEL MY MONEY AWAY FROM ME
YOU ARE GREATLY MISTAKEN.
GIVE ME BACK MY GUN
OR I'LL BLOW US BOTH UP!
I'LL DO IT.
AAH!
SORRY.
I'M TERRIBLY SORRY.
EXCUSE ME.
WHY DID HE SHOOT?
HE NEVER SHOT ANYBODY.
[TIRES SCREECH]
SUSPECT HEADING WEST ON 48th.
YELLOW. A '78 DATSUN.
ESTABLISH PERIMETER.
SEAL THE INTERSTATE.
OUT!
WE GOT THAT SUCKER!
[DISTANT SIREN]
YOU WANT ME TO DRIVE?
IF YOU'RE NOT FEELING
UP TO IT, I'D BE HAP--
OHH! I SAID I WAS SORRY,
DIDN'T I?!
[TIRES SCREECH]
LOOK OUT!
[CRASH]
Bank robber:
I'M REALLY SORRY.
THE GRENADE!
[WHIMPERING]
IT DIDN'T WORK.
NO, IT WORKED.
HEY...ARE YOU OK?
HELLO? ARE YOU OK--
UHH!
5 YEARS IN JAIL!
5 YEARS!
I JUST GOT OUT THIS MORNING,
I'M ALL WORN OUT,
AND YOU HAVE ME
UP TO MY NECK IN SHIT!
SORRY!
YOU'RE TURNING YOURSELF IN!
YOU'RE CLEARING ME COMPLETELY!
YOU TELL THEM I'M INNOCENT
OR I'LL BLOW YOUR HEAD OFF!
Bank robber: UHH!
JUST LISTEN. LET ME GO!
[SIRENS]
CHRIST!
ALL BECAUSE
I BLEW A HOLDUP.
ALL BECAUSE I PULLED OFF
14 HOLDUPS, ASSHOLE.
WELL, HOW WAS I TO KNOW
WHO YOU WERE?
I JUST TOOK A HOSTAGE.
I HAD NOTHING
AGAINST YOU PERSONALLY.
HEY, I'M IN THIS SHIT,
TOO, YOU KNOW!
AH, SHUT UP!
WHERE ARE WE GOING?
[CAR HORN HONKS]
HA HA!
UHH!
HEY! WHAT THE HELL--
OW!
Cop: HEY, WHAT DO YOU
THINK YOU'RE DOING?
NO! STOP,
IT'S A COP!
I REALLY DON'T
WANNA DO THIS!
HEY, WHAT'S
GOING ON HERE?
OHH! OH!
NO, PLEASE! I'M NOT
GOING TO PRISON!
I CAN'T GO TO PRISON!
NO!
ASSHOLE WANTS TO MAKE
A STATEMENT! GO ON.
NO, I'VE GOT NOTHING
TO SAY. LET GO!
YOU'VE GOT NOTHING
TO SAY?
NOTHING TO SAY?
YOU SCUMBAG!
YOU SHIT! YOU ASSHOLE!
HEY, HEY!
EASY, EASY!
WATCH IT!
HEY, COME ON. OH!
TAKE IT EASY!
TAKE IT EASY!
JUST TELL
YOUR STORY, OK?
THIS ASSHOLE
PULLED A HOLDUP!
HE TOOK ME HOSTAGE!
THEY THOUGHT I DID IT.
HE'S LYING!
HE'S A COMPLETE LIAR!
JUST WHAT'S THIS, HUH?
WHAT'S THIS?!
PNB JOB! THAT'S LUCAS!
HANDS UP!
BOTH OF YOU.
I HAVEN'T DONE ANYTHING!
HE SET THE WHOLE THING UP!
ARREST HIM!
HE'S THE ONE!
JUST GET 'EM UP, I SAID!
GET 'EM UP!
WHAT DID YOU JUST SAY?
I WARNED YOU.
I AM NOT GOING TO PRISON.
GET 'EM UP
OR I'LL SHOOT!
UNH!
[GUN FIRES]
UHH!
OHH!
FREEZE!
UHH! OHH...
UHH! OHH...
MY MONEY!
OOH!
I COULD HAVE JUMPED
A LOT HIGHER THAN THAT.
I'M A BASKETBALL PLAYER
AT THE Y, YOU KNOW.
I'M SHORT,
BUT I'M VERY FAST.
Tener: WHAT ABOUT HIM?
WHAT ABOUT HIM?
HE DO ANYTHING
UNUSUAL?
NO.
THEY DIDN'T TALK
TO EACH OTHER,
ANYTHING
LIKE THAT?
NO, NO.
HE WAS JUST A CUSTOMER.
OH, OH. OH.
LOOK AT THIS. LOOK AT THIS.
WATCH THIS THING I DO
RIGHT HERE. WATCH THIS.
AH, SHIT! I STEPPED
OUT OF CAMERA.
WELL, THANKS A LOT,
MR. PHILBURN.
NO PROBLEM.
IS IT POSSIBLE
FOR ME TO GET
A COPY OF THIS TAPE?
WHAT ABOUT THERE?
Bank teller: OH, NOW THIS
WAS A VERY DANGEROUS MOMENT.
HE WAS BEING
VERY THREATENING. OK?
AND THEN THIS GUY--
THAT'S THE CUSTOMER
YOU WERE ASKING ABOUT--
HE MUST HAVE GOTTEN
SCARED OR SOMETHING,
'CAUSE HE YELLS,
"THE GRENADE!" RIGHT?
WHY?
I'M SORRY?
WHY'D HE HELP HIM?
WELL, MAYBE
HE WAS AFRAID--
ANYONE COULD HAVE
BEEN TAKEN HOSTAGE.
WHY LUCAS?
WHY NOT KAREEM HERE?
I'LL TELL YOU WHY.
THESE 2 GUYS...
THEY'RE A TEAM.
BEAT IT, BEFORE
I CHANGE MY MIND.
SHIT. PISS GONE TO HELL.
YOU HAVE BEEN
NOTHING BUT TROUBLE.
WHY DO PEOPLE TAKE HOSTAGES?
FOR PROTECTION, RIGHT?
BUT YOU, YOU TURN OUT TO BE
THIS BIG PAIN IN THE ASS.
CHRIST! THE ONLY REASON
I ROBBED THAT GOD DAMN BANK
BECAUSE I NEEDED THE MONEY.
SO, GO AHEAD, KILL ME,
BUT I'M NOT GETTING OUT
OF THIS CAR WITHOUT MY MONEY!
GET OUT OF HERE.
WHAT ARE YOU GONNA DO?
YOU LOST A LOT OF BLOOD.
SLIDE OVER. I KNOW SOMEONE
WHO CAN TAKE CARE OF YOU.
HE'S NOT FAR FROM HERE.
COME ON. MOVE OVER. HURRY.
UHH!
I'LL GO GET SOME HELP.
CANVAS. COVER THE CAR.
OK, OK.
UNH! HE'S A FRIEND
OF MY DAD'S.
VERY NICE GUY.
HE'LL FIX YOU UP.
LET'S HOPE
HE'S HOME.
DR. HORVATH!
DR. HORVATH!
DR. HORVATH!
HERE WE GO.
[GRUNTING]
THERE. OK. NOW, YOU LIE HERE
AND I'LL GO GET HIM.
NO. IS THIS A DOCTOR?
HE'LL CALL THE COPS.
THEY HAVE TO REPORT
GUNSHOT WOUNDS.
NO, HE WON'T.
HE'S A FRIEND OF MY DAD'S.
THERE'S NO SUCH THING
AS FRIENDS IF HE'S A DOCTOR.
THEY HAVE TO REPORT IT.
HE'S NOT A DOCTOR.
HE'S A VETERINARIAN,
AND NOT THE KIND
TO CALL THE COPS, EITHER.
DR. HORVATH!
Bank robber:
DR. HORVATH!
DR. HORVATH!
WHO IS IT?
HI, DR. HORVATH.
REMEMBER ME?
NED PERRY.
GEORGE, MY BOY.
HOW NICE OF YOU TO VISIT ME.
NO, I'M NOT GEORGE.
I'M NED.
GEORGE IS MY FATHER.
I NEED YOUR HELP, SIR.
WHAT?
A FRIEND OF MINE
HAS BEEN HURT.
I BROUGHT HIM IN
TO SEE YOU.
HE'S IN
THE EXAMINING ROOM.
HURT? BUT I HAVEN'T
PRACTICED IN YEARS, GEORGE.
YES, I KNOW, BUT HE'S
REALLY IN BAD SHAPE, SIR,
AND I DIDN'T KNOW
WHERE ELSE TO GO, SO...
PLEASE, DR. HORVATH.
LOOK HIM OVER. IT'S URGENT.
LOOK HIM OVER? BUT I DON'T
KNOW HOW ANYMORE, GEORGE.
WHAT BREED IS HE?
NO, HE'S NOT A DOG,
DR. HORVATH.
HE'S--
JUST COME AND SEE.
GOD, HE'S GONNA SHIT
ALL OVER THE PLACE.
NO, HE WON'T.
HE'S HOUSEBROKEN.
WHAT IS THIS?
A FRIEND. HE'S BEEN
WOUNDED IN THE THIGH
AND HE'S LOST
A LOT OF BLOOD.
BUT I'M NOT
A DOCTOR, GEORGE.
NO, I KNOW, I KNOW.
BUT CAN YOU JUST
TAKE OUT A BULLET
AND BANDAGE THE WOUND?
BULLET? WHY?
WHO SHOT HIM?
POOR LITTLE DOGGIE.
WAS HE HUNTING?
TOOK HIM
FOR A RABBIT, HUH?
STUPID HUNTERS.
ARE YOU OK,
DR. HORVATH?
I'M OK, GEORGE. I'M OK.
HOT. VERY HOT.
WHAT IS THIS CRAP?!
EASY, BOY. EASY.
LISTEN, MAYBE I SHOULD
TAKE HIM SOMEPLACE ELSE.
EASY, BOY.
DR. HORVATH, WE'RE NOT
GONNA BOTHER YOU
ANY LONGER. OK?
GEORGE, GO AND GET
THE ALCOHOL.
IT'S ALL RIGHT.
YOU STAY THERE.
YOU STAY RIGHT HERE.
I'LL TAKE CARE OF YOU.
EEE-HEE-HEE!
AAH!
YOU'LL BE FINE.
YOU JUST LIE THERE.
DR. HORVATH
WILL TAKE CARE OF YOU.
YOU'LL BE BETTER
IN NO TIME. YOU'LL SEE.
THINK YOU CAN DO IT,
DR. HORVATH?
I'LL DO WHAT I CAN,
GEORGE.
OOH. NASTY WOUND.
VERY NASTY.
POOR LITTLE POOCHIE.
I HAVE NO ANESTHETIC.
HERE. BITE ON THIS.
UHH! GET ME
OUT OF HERE!
IT HURTS!
AAH!
BE BETTER TO PUT HIM
TO SLEEP.
Tener: NED PERRY.
MALE CAUCASIAN.
5' 8". 135 POUNDS.
HE'S 32 YEARS OLD.
NO RECORD.
HE WORKED 11 YEARS
IN THE SAME PLACE.
NORTHWEST LUMBER.
HE WAS A SALES MANAGER.
2 YEARS AGO, HIS WIFE
DIED. HE CRACKED.
COULDN'T DO HIS JOB,
APPARENTLY.
THEY LAID HIM OFF.
LATELY, HE DOES
TELEPHONE SALES.
MAGAZINES.
WHY DOESN'T HE JUST
GET A BETTER JOB?
A BREAKDOWN.
WOULD YOU HIRE HIM?
THE TRUE THING IS I WOULDN'T
HIRE HIM TO ROB A BANK.
THE DAUGHTER'S 6.
SHE'S NOT NORMAL.
WHAT'S WRONG WITH HER?
DON'T KNOW EXACTLY.
SHE'S IN THE SPECIAL SCHOOL.
MUST HAVE COST A FORTUNE.
THIS GUY DOESN'T FIT LUCAS'S
M.O. DOESN'T MAKE SENSE.
NOTHING MAKES SENSE
WITH LUCAS IN THIS SCREW-UP.
JUST IN CASE, SEND A CAR
TO THE KID'S SCHOOL.
HI.
SORRY, PUMPKIN.
DADDY'S LATE.
OOH! YOU'VE BEEN
WAITING LONG, HAVE YOU?
DR. HORVATH'S CAR.
REMEMBER DR. HORVATH,
THE VETERINARIAN?
COME ON, HONEY.
HURRY UP! LET'S GET IN.
HEY, WHAT'S THAT?
OK. OK. GOOD.
GO! ADAM-1.
REQUESTING BACKUP.
WE ARE IN PURSUIT
OF PNB SUSPECT
HEADED NORTH
ON WELLS AND 54th STREET.
Ned: DON'T BE AFRAID,
SWEETHEART!
EVERYTHING'S FINE.
EVERYTHING'S OK.
HE'S STILL SLEEPING.
I DON'T LIKE THAT.
[DOG BARKING]
AH, HE'S WAKING UP.
NO, DR. HORVATH,
THAT'S FROM OUTSIDE.
OH, YES. YOU'RE RIGHT.
TOO BAD. I'D LIKE
TO HAVE HIM WAKE UP
BARKING LIKE THAT.
UH...DO YOU REMEMBER
MY LITTLE GIRL MEG?
I BROUGHT HER HERE
ABOUT 2 OR 3 YEARS AGO.
YES. NO.
HEY! ISN'T SHE ADORABLE?
HELLO, KITTEN.
HEY, KITTY, KITTY,
KITTY, KITTY.
HELLO.
HI, THERE.
HI. DO YOU REMEMBER ME?
ASSHOLE?
YES. IT'S ME.
HOW ARE YOU FEELING?
I'M NOT DOING THAT GREAT
MYSELF, BUT...
A LOT OF COPS OUT THERE.
I MEAN, I'M IN TROUBLE.
AND IT'S SORT OF YOUR FAULT,
YOU KNOW.
[CHUCKLES]
NO, IT'S TRUE, ISN'T IT?
IN FACT, NO OFFENSE,
BUT, UH...
BECAUSE OF YOU, EVERY COP
IN THE STATE IS ON MY ASS.
WHAT DO YOU
WANT ME TO DO? CRY?
NO, I WANT YOU TO HELP ME.
WHAT?
SEE, I HAVE TO GET
OUT OF THE COUNTRY,
AND I NEED A FAKE I.D.,
BUT I DON'T HAVE A CLUE
WHERE TO GET THAT SORT
OF STUFF, YOU KNOW?
AND YOU BEING
A FELON, YOU KNOW.
I MEAN, YOU KNOW
THESE THINGS. RIGHT?
SO, YOU GOTTA HELP ME.
DROP DEAD.
YOU KNOW WHY I ROBBED
THAT BANK THIS MORNING?
FOR MY LITTLE GIRL
WHO'S SICK.
TO PAY FOR THIS
SPECIAL SCHOOL
THAT SHE GOES TO.
AND THEY'RE NOT GONNA
PUT ME IN JAIL, OK?
THEY'RE NOT GONNA
TAKE HER AWAY FROM ME.
WHAT'S IT TO ME?
I COULDN'T PAY
MY RENT, EITHER,
AND I WAS JUST ABOUT
TO BE THROWN OUT.
AND WHEN YOU'RE
HOMELESS,
THEN THEY TAKE
YOUR CHILDREN AWAY.
THAT'S WHY I'M
IN THIS MESS.
PLEASE HELP ME.
LOOK, IF I AM ARRESTED,
I AM GONNA
DRAG YOU INTO THIS.
I AM GONNA MAKE YOU LOOK
AS GUILTY AS HELL.
AND I KNOW THAT'S
A TERRIBLE THING TO DO,
BUT I'M GONNA
DO IT ANYWAY,
'CAUSE THE ONLY THING
THAT MATTERS TO ME
IS MY LITTLE GIRL.
I'M SORRY ABOUT THIS.
I REALLY AM.
GOOD-BYE.
ASSHOLE.
YES?
BRING ME THAT PHONE.
[TELEPHONE RINGING]
[LOUD MUSIC PLAYING]
YEAH?
NO, HOLD ON.
BOSS! FOR YOU.
Man: WOW, WHAT'S SHAKIN', MAN?
YEAH.
CHARLIE.
IT'S BEEN 5 YEARS.
YOU KNOW WHO THIS IS?
YEAH, I GOT OUT EARLY.
LISTEN, I NEED SOME,
UH, PAPER GOODS
FOR A FRIEND OF MINE.
TODAY, WHEN DO
YOU THINK?
ALL RIGHT.
HE'S ON HIS WAY.
[HANGS UP PHONE]
IT'S THE KING
SALMON BAR,
FOURTH AND WATER.
ASK FOR CHARLIE.
200 FOR A DRIVER'S LICENSE,
500 FOR A PASSPORT.
GOT IT. THANKS.
THANKS A MILLION.
BEAT IT.
RIGHT.
SHOULD I TAKE THIS?
I'LL JUST, UH,
I'LL LEAVE IT HERE, THEN.
DO I TAKE A BUS OR WALK
OR...WHAT?
WALK.
RIGHT. RIGHT.
DON'T LOOK ANYONE
IN THE EYE
ON THE STREET.
WHY NOT?
THERE'S A RULE.
WHEN YOU'RE ON THE LAM,
YOU DON'T WANT
TO BE NOTICED,
SO YOU KEEP
YOUR HEAD DOWN,
YOUR EYES ON THE GROUND.
GOT IT. ANYTHING ELSE?
YOU GOT NO FRIENDS
ANYMORE.
REMEMBER THAT.
BE SUSPICIOUS
OF EVERYONE.
GOT IT. ANYTHING ELSE?
YOU'RE AN ASSHOLE?
BEAT IT. I'M TIRED.
MEG?
WHAT THE HELL
ARE YOU DOING?
I JUST WANT TO INTRODUCE YOU
TO MY DAUGHTER.
NO!
TAKE A SECOND.
NO KIDS,
ESPECIALLY YOURS!
THIS IS MY DAUGHTER.
HER NAME'S MEG.
LISTEN, BABY. DADDY HAS
TO RUN AN ERRAND,
SO I'M GONNA LEAVE YOU
WITH THIS GENTLEMAN, OK?
NOW, HE'S SICK, SO YOU
HAVE TO WATCH OVER HIM.
I DON'T NEED ANYTHING.
JUST LET ME DO THIS.
UNDERSTAND, SWEETHEART?
HE'S VERY, VERY WEAK,
LIKE A LITTLE BABY,
SO YOU HAVE TO PROTECT HIM.
I DON'T WANT A KID
IN HERE PESTERING ME.
I WANT TO BE LEFT ALONE!
NO, DON'T WORRY.
SHE WON'T BOTHER YOU.
SHE DOESN'T TALK.
SHE HASN'T OPENED HER MOUTH
FOR ALMOST 2 YEARS,
SINCE HER MOTHER DIED.
OW!
HEY, HEY,
YOU ALL RIGHT?
YES, FINE,
THANK YOU.
YOU BETTER WATCH WHERE
YOU'RE GOING, BUDDY.
YES.
UHH!
[DOOR OPENS]
[MUSIC PLAYING,
LOUD CONVERSATION]
BILL.
EXCUSE ME.
I WANT TO SEE...
[MOUTHS SILENTLY]
WHO?
CHARLIE!
WHAT DO YOU WANT TO SEE
MR. CHARLIE FOR?
A FRIEND CALLED
A WHILE AGO.
A FRIEND WHO...
DISAPPEARED.
5 YEARS AGO.
THIS WAY.
SO, HOW'S
OUR FRIEND DOING?
FINE.
SIT DOWN.
HE DIDN'T WASTE
ANY TIME, DID HE?
GETS OUT AND BOOM!
HITS A BANK.
THAT'S BALLS.
I'M KIND OF
IN A HURRY.
WELL, EXCUSE ME!
I DIDN'T REALIZE YOU
WERE IN A HURRY.
YEAH, WELL...
MAY I ASK IF YOU
BROUGHT I.D. PHOTOS?
YES, I DID.
STILL WET. I JUST GOT THEM
ON THE WAY OVER HERE.
THESE ARE TERRIFIC
OF YOU!
YOU REALLY ARE
VERY CUTE.
AND YOU KNOW,
OF COURSE, THE PRICE.
500 FOR A PASSPORT.
HA HA HA.
NO, NO, NO.
THAT WAS THE PRICE
5 YEARS AGO.
NOW IT'S 50,000.
WHAT?
50,000.
SPECIAL PRICE
FOR FRIENDS.
DOLLARS?
I'M NOT TALKING ABOUT
PESOS, SWEETHEART.
[CHUCKLES]
BUT I DON'T HAVE THAT.
WHERE AM I SUPPOSED
TO FIND $50,000?
MAYBE AT THE PACIFIC
NATIONAL BANK.
IT WAS NEVER $50,000
AT THE PACIFIC BANK.
HOW MUCH WAS THERE?
LOOK, I DON'T BELIEVE
WE WERE SPEAKING.
HOW MUCH WAS THERE?
DID YOU HEAR WHAT
MR. CHARLIE SAID?
HOW MUCH WAS THERE?
13,000.
SIT DOWN.
LUCAS WOULDN'T GET
MIXED UP IN ANYTHING
FOR A LOUSY 13 GRAND.
NO. NO! LUCAS DIDN'T
PULL THE HOLDUP.
HE WAS MY HOSTAGE.
WHAT?
YES! NO, NO, I ROBBED
THE BANK THIS MORNING,
AND I TOOK HIM HOSTAGE.
HE SAYS HE TOOK
LUCAS HOSTAGE!
[ALL LAUGHING]
NO, IT'S THE TRUTH!
IT IS!
YOU DIDN'T HURT HIM,
I HOPE.
WELL, I-I KIND OF
SHOT HIM.
OH, DID YOU?
YES.
WHERE?
IN THE CAR.
HA HA HA!
IN THE CAR!
YOU TELL LUCAS $50,000
OR WE HAND YOU OVER
TO THE COPS.
[DOORKNOB RATTLING]
[COCKS GUN]
I SAID I WANTED
TO BE LEFT ALONE!
[TELEPHONE RINGS]
HELLO.
IT'S CHARLIE.
WE'RE WITH YOUR FRIEND.
I'LL PUT HIM ON.
TH-THEY WANT $50,000.
50,000 OR THEY'LL TURN ME
OVER TO THE COPS.
NO, JUST TELL THEM THAT
I TOOK YOU HOSTAGE, OK?
SO? WHAT IS THIS
HOSTAGE SHIT?!
HE TOOK YOU HOSTAGE?
THIS LITTLE FART?
WHO ARE YOU KIDDING?
NO, YOU LISTEN
TO ME!
EITHER I GET $50,000
IN 24 HOURS,
OR AL CAPONE HERE
CAN TELL HIS STORY
TO THE COPS!
UHH!
[BREATHING HEAVILY]
UHH.
GET OUT OF HERE!
JUST STAY AWAY FROM ME!
YOU HEAR ME?
[FOOTSTEPS OUTSIDE]
[KNOCKING ON DOOR]
Officer: HELLO!
ANYBODY HOME?
DR. HORVATH!
AFTERNOON.
AFTERNOON.
DR. HORVATH'S
NOT HERE?
NO.
[DOG BARKS]
OH. WELL, WE'RE PROBABLY
A LITTLE EARLY.
HE TOLD US TO COME BY
ABOUT 5:00.
YEAH, HONEY.
DON'T BE AFRAID OF HIM.
HE WON'T BITE YOU.
HE ONLY EATS THIEVES,
YEAH.
[WHINES]
SO ANYWAY--MAX!
LEAVE THAT MAN ALONE,
NOW. THERE YOU GO.
SO, YOU A FRIEND OF
DR. HORVATH'S, ARE YOU?
PATIENT.
HEH. YES, SIR,
THAT'S A GOOD ONE.
WELL, SO IS MAX,
AREN'T YOU, BOY?
HEY, MAX! YOU LOVE
DR. HORVATH, DO YOU?
[WHINES]
YEAH.
TELL YOU WHAT.
SIR, YOU'RE
GONNA SEE
A HELL OF A REUNION
IN A FEW MINUTES.
DR. HORVATH SAVED
HIS LIFE 4 YEARS AGO
WHEN HE GOT SHOT
BY A BANK ROBBER.
EVERY MONTH,
SAME REUNION.
[WOOF]
YEAH, MAX.
MAX! COME ON, NOW.
YEAH. HEY, MAX!
DON'T PESTER THAT MAN.
HEY, HONEY.
WOULD YOU LIKE TO HAVE
A BIG DOG LIKE THAT
SOME DAY?
[MAX BARKS]
WHAT'S THE MATTER?
KITTY-CAT GOT
YOUR TONGUE?
YES.
Radio Dispatcher: K-9 14,
THIS IS 12-ADAM-1
AT KENWOOD PLAZA REQUESTING
CANINE FOR A SUSPECT SEARCH.
YEAH. THIS IS K-9 14
RESPONDING
FROM 173 BARROWS ROAD.
WE'RE ON OUR WAY.
WELL, SO MUCH FOR
THAT REUNION, HUH?
IT'S THAT PNB JOB.
HE'S A BIG FISH.
WE BEEN CHASING HIM
SINCE THIS MORNING.
WE'LL PROBABLY BE BACK
A LITTLE LATER.
THIS GUY'S WOUNDED.
CAN'T HOLD OUT MUCH LONGER.
HEY, MAX! WOUNDED MAN'S
A PIECE OF CAKE, ISN'T HE?
HUH? YEAH! COME ON, BOY.
HEEL. LET'S GO. HEE--
ATTACK!
[RUFF RUFF]
Officer: ATTACK!
MAX! MAX! HEY, HELLO!
ATTACK, GOD DAMN IT!
WHAT'S GOIN' ON
THERE?
DOWN, MAX, DOWN!
GET OUTTA HERE!
YOU'RE IN THE WAY,
YOU HEAR ME?
BEAT IT!
DOWN THERE.
ANY TROUBLE,
AND I'LL CALL THE COPS.
NO. I HAVE A LITTLE GIRL.
SHE'S NOT WELL.
I HAVE TO LOOK AFTER HER.
PLEASE! LET ME GO!
[DOOR SLAMS]
[BIRDS SQUAWKING]
[CLATTERING]
[BOTTLES CLATTER,
CART RATTLES]
Thug:
HA HA HA HA HA!
HA HA HA HA
HA!
YOU SLEEP HERE,
BIG GUY?
THIS IS OUR PLACE.
I'M GONNA NEED A LITTLE
RENT FOR THE ROOM.
YOU DEAF?
YOUR MONEY.
[COCKS TRIGGER]
YOUR PANTS.
HURRY UP, JERK-OFF,
OR I'LL PUT A HOLE IN 'EM.
I WANT YOU TO WAIT
RIGHT HERE,
YOU UNDERSTAND?
DON'T BUDGE.
HOW COME
YOU DON'T TALK?
Man: HOW 'BOUT MOVING
A LITTLE, MAN?
COME ON, BUDDY, GET
THE HELL OUTTA THE WAY.
YOU WAIT RIGHT HERE,
YOU UNDERSTAND?
WHAT DO YOU MEAN,
I'M LOSIN' MY NERVE?
ME, LOSE MY NERVE?
SCREW YOU
LOSIN' MY NERVE.
YOU'RE LOSIN' YOUR NERVE.
HEY, LOOK,
ALL I'M SAYIN'
IS THAT LUCAS IS
A VERY TOUGH CUSTOMER.
WHERE YOU GOING?
I'M GOIN' TO THE HEAD!
WHY, IS THAT A CRIME?
HA HA HA.
HE'S LOSIN' EVERYTHING.
I'LL TAKE CARE
OF OUR TOUGH CUSTOMER, OK?
NO PROBLEM.
WHEN YOU'RE ON THE LAM,
YOU DON'T THROW
YOUR WEIGHT AROUND.
YOU MAKE YOURSELF VERY SMALL...
LIKE TINKERBELL.
ITSY-BITSY. TEENY-WEENY.
[TIRES SCREECH]
AAH!
[TOILET FLUSHES]
HIYA, CHARLIE.
YOU'RE NUTS.
THERE ARE COPS
ALL OVER THE PLACE.
GO GET HIM RIGHT NOW!
I SAID GO GET HIM!
GO GET HIM.
GO GET HIM!
YOU'RE ON THE LAM.
YOU'RE CRAZY
TO BE DOING THIS!
I'M NOT ON THE LAM.
I WAS TAKEN HOSTAGE,
AND IF MY KIDNAPPER
ISN'T HERE IN 10 SECONDS,
I'LL PUT A BULLET
UP YOUR ASS.
Lucas: COME ON,
LET'S GO!
LET'S GO!
WHERE IS SHE?
WHERE'S MEG?
GET YOUR ASS
IN THE TRUCK!
GOOD TO SEE YA, CHARLIE.
GOOD SEEIN' YOU, TOO.
[TIRES SCREECH]
[SIREN]
Ned: "IT WAS I
AND I ALONE
"WHO COMMITTED
THIS ROBBERY.
"NO CHARGES SHOULD BE
BROUGHT AGAINST
"MR. DANIEL LUCAS,
WHO'S ENTIRELY INNOCENT.
"SINCERELY,
NED PERRY."
OK, IT'S ALL THERE--
WHY I DID IT.
I TOOK YOU HOSTAGE.
SHOULDN'T HAVE
ANY PROBLEMS.
COME ON, BABY.
SO I GUESS
THAT'S IT, HUH?
CAN'T IMAGINE WE'LL BE
SEEING EACH OTHER AGAIN.
GIVE YOURSELF UP.
LIVIN' ON THE RUN
IS HELL.
SHE'S TOO LITTLE.
SHE CAN'T TAKE IT.
YOUR MONEY'S
BACK AT THE VET.
YOU GOT NOTHIN'
TO LIVE ON.
BE SMART.
DON'T HAVE A RECORD.
YOU GOT AN HONEST FACE.
THEY WON'T GIVE YOU
MORE THAN A YEAR.
BUT THEY'LL PUT HER
IN A CHILDREN'S HOME.
[LAUGHS] SO?
WHAT'S THE BIG DEAL?
I WAS IN ONE MYSELF.
YEAH, RIGHT.
LOOK HOW NICE YOU
TURNED OUT.
HA HA HA.
YOU'RE AN ASSHOLE.
WELL, I GOTTA GO.
THANK YOU
FOR EVERYTHING. REALLY.
DON'T GO.
AGAIN, I'M--I'M--
THERE'S SOMETHING I HAVE TO
SAY TO THIS MAN, SWEETHEART,
SO WE'LL BE RIGHT BACK, OK?
[MOUTHS WORDS]
WHAT?
[WHISPERS]
She talked!
I heard her. So why
are you whispering?
The doctor said I don't
want to block her again.
Make like nothing's
happened.
I MUSN'T CRY.
DON'T LET ME CRY.
[SIREN]
WE CAN'T
HANG AROUND HERE.
IT'S TOO DANGEROUS.
OH, GOD, HERE IT COMES.
THIS IS THE HAPPIEST DAY
OF MY LIFE.
2 YEARS I'VE BEEN WAITING.
DO YOU HAVE A HANDKERCHIEF?
NO, I DON'T HAVE
A HANDKERCHIEF.
SHOOT.
CAN YOU TELL
I'VE BEEN CRYING?
SHE TALKED.
THANKS TO YOU,
MY LITTLE GIRL TALKED.
WELL, HERE I GO AGAIN.
[SIREN]
BETTER GET MOVIN'!
YEAH, YOU'RE RIGHT.
YES, YOU'RE RIGHT.
YOU'RE RIGHT.
YOU KNOW
WHAT WOULD BE GREAT?
IF YOU COULD MAYBE STAY WITH US
JUST A LITTLE BIT LONGER.
WHAT?
IT'S THE FIRST TIME SHE'S ASKED
FOR SOMETHING IN 2 YEARS.
JUST LIKE A FEW HOURS.
ARE YOU NUTS? NO WAY!
ALL RIGHT. WE'LL TELL HER.
I JUST HOPE
IT DOESN'T BLOCK HER.
YOU TELL HER YOURSELF!
I GOTTA GO.
YOU WON'T EVEN SAY GOODBYE?
NO!
OH...SHIT!
HERE SHE COMES.
ONE HOUR.
JUST ONE HOUR!
I SAID NO!
HE CAN'T STAY, BABY.
HE'D LIKE TO.
HE REALLY WOULD.
BUT HE CAN'T.
BECAUSE IF HE DOES,
THE POLICE ARE GONNA HURT HIM,
AND YOU DON'T WANT HIM
TO BE HURT, DO YOU?
DON'T GO.
HE'S RIGHT.
I CAN'T STAY.
BUT I'LL BE BACK.
I PROMISE.
RIGHT NOW,
YOU HAVE TO LET ME GO.
DON'T CRY, MEG.
HE'LL COME BACK.
HE WILL.
DADDY'S HERE.
HELLO.
DON'T CRY.
[POLICE RADIO]
MEG!
MEG!
MEG!
YOU BASTARD!
[HONK]
[BRAKES SCREECH]
[SCREECH]
[HONK]
[HONK]
[HONK]
MEG!
[HONK]
AH!
WHOA!
[HONK HONK HONK]
[HONK HONK]
ARE YOU OK?
YOU OK?
YES, I'M FINE.
ARE YOU NUTS?
ARE YOU TRYING
TO COMMIT SUICIDE?
Officer: DON'T YOU KNOW
WHERE THE CROSSWALK IS?
THAT'S OUR GUY!
LET'S GET HIM!
COME ON!
[TIRES SCREECH]
[HONK HONK HONK]
GET IN! GET IN!
[SIREN]
GET IN!
GET IN!
GO STRAIGHT AHEAD!
HURRY UP FOR ONCE!
HURRY UP!
SHUT UP!
CAR 8 TO ALL PATROLS.
WE'VE SPOTTED LUCAS.
HE'S IN A BEER TRUCK.
LICENSE NUMBER
579-SAM-4-BOY.
[SCREECH]
WE'RE FINISHED!
STOP! WAIT!
THEY'LL SHOOT US!
I HAVE TO FIND
MY DAUGHTER!
[SIREN]
Officer: THIS WAY!
HIDE!
ALL RIGHT, SPREAD OUT.
FOSTER, TAKE SOME MEN
OVER THERE.
Lucas: WE'RE SCREWED.
WHERE IS SHE?
OH, GOD, SOMETHING'S
GONNA HAPPEN TO HER.
SHH, SHH, SHH.
OH, I DON'T
LIKE THIS.
SOMETHING TERRIBLE'S
GONNA HAPPEN.
THEY'LL PUT HER
IN AN INSTITUTION!
IT'LL KILL HER.
SHE WON'T BE ABLE
TO TAKE IT.
I'LL KILL MYSELF!
THEN THEY'LL HAVE
2 DEATHS ON THEIR
CONSCIENCE, THOSE BASTARDS!
SHH, SHH!
THIS WAY,
UP AT THE TOP THERE.
WOULD YOU QUIT THAT?
SO QUIT YACKING! THIS PLACE
IS ROLLING WITH COPS!
SHH!
PFFT! YOU GODDAMN
ASSHOLE!
NO!
SHE'LL GO.
I'LL LOSE HER!
SHH.
Ned: LOOK AT HER.
SHE'S SO FRAGILE.
ANYONE
COULD HURT HER.
Ned: WHO'S THAT?
WHAT'S HE DOING?
CAREFUL.
THAT'S THE KINDA GUY
THAT GIVES CANDY
TO LITTLE GIRLS.
DON'T BE RIDICULOUS.
[SHAKING BOX]
SO WHAT'S THAT, HUH?
WHAT'S THAT, SMARTASS?
WILL YOU SHUT
THE HELL UP?
[BOX RATTLES]
SHE TOOK IT!
I TOLD HER NEVER TO TAKE
CANDY FROM STRANGERS!
NO!
THAT PERVERT!
NO, DON'T!
YES!
NO!
Old man: UH,
EXCUSE ME, OFFICERS.
I THINK THIS LITTLE
GIRL IS LOST.
I ASKED WHERE HER MOMMY
AND DADDY ARE.
SHE DOESN'T ANSWER.
COME WITH ME,
SWEETHEART.
[PUNCH]
MY LITTLE GIRL.
MY LITTLE GIRL.
NOW'S OUR CHANCE.
LET'S GO.
NO. NO.
LET'S GO!
[SOBBING]
AH, LISTEN, YOU'LL DO
ONE YEAR AT THE MOST.
AFTER THAT,
YOU'LL GET HER BACK.
I'LL VISIT HER WHILE
YOU'RE ON THE INSIDE.
SHE WON'T BE ALONE.
LOOK, YOU GOT
MY CONFESSION,
SO JUST TAKE OFF, OK?
GOOD-BYE AND GOD BLESS.
WHAT ARE YOU GONNA DO?
HEY, I'M TALKIN' TO YOU!
WHEN THEY PUT HER
IN THE CHILDREN'S HOME,
I'LL KIDNAP HER AND THEN
GET OUT OF THE COUNTRY.
OH, COME ON,
DON'T BE STUPID--
LEAVE ME ALONE,
PLEASE.
LEAVE ME ALONE.
SARGE,
IT'S FOR YOU.
YES?
WELL, GET TOGETHER
WITH COMMUNITY SERVICES.
WE CAN'T KEEP THE KID
HERE, THAT'S FOR SURE.
FINE.
WHAT HAVE YOU GOT?
HERE'S THE CASE
AGAINST LUCAS TO DATE.
THE DAY OF HIS RELEASE
FROM JAIL,
LUCAS ROBS A BANK
OF LESS MONEY
AND TAKING MORE TIME
THAN EVER BEFORE.
MAYBE HE'S RUSTY.
THEN SHOOTS HIMSELF
IN THE LEG...
COULD HAVE BEEN
A STRUGGLE.
BLOWS UP HIS GETAWAY CAR,
AND THEN TRIES TO TURN
HIS HOSTAGE IN TO THE POLICE.
LUCAS THEN GOES FOR MEDICAL CARE
TO A DR. HORVATH.
I'VE INTERVIEWED HIM, AND...
I'D LIKE YOU TO HEAR HIM
PERSONALLY.
BY THE WAY,
HE'S A VETERINARIAN.
DR. HORVATH, PLEASE?
GENTLEMEN.
HAVE A SEAT,
DOCTOR.
AHEM. NOW...
TELL DETECTIVE DUGAN
EVERYTHING
THAT YOU'VE TOLD ME.
THE PATIENT WAS SHOT
IN A HUNTING ACCIDENT.
WHAT?
WAIT.
PLEASE, DR. HORVATH.
IN THE RIGHT
HIND LEG.
FROM THE ANGLE OF ENTRY,
IT WOULD APPEAR
THAT HIS LEG WAS RAISED,
AND HE MUST HAVE BEEN PEEING
AT THE MOMENT OF IMPACT.
THANK YOU, DOCTOR.
WAIT, I HAVE MORE.
YES, WAIT. HE HAS MORE.
THE PATIENT
WORE NO COLLAR,
AND HE BECAME ENRAGED
WHEN GIVEN A RUBBER BONE.
HE NEVERTHELESS--
THANK YOU
VERY, VERY,
VERY MUCH.
HE NEVERTHLESS TESTED
NEGATIVE FOR RABIES.
THANK YOU, DOCTOR.
WAIT,
I HAVE SOMETHING--
THANK YOU.
[CHUCKLING]
SO...
[BOTH LAUGHING]
I THINK WE CAN CONCLUDE
THAT OUR MR. LUCAS
SPENT THE DAY GETTING SHOT,
BEING TREATED LIKE A DOG...
[BOTH LAUGHING]
[TELEPHONE RINGS]
HAVING TO BABY-SIT,
AND IN GENERAL,
WISHING HE'D SPENT
ONE MORE DAY IN PRISON.
TENER HERE.
[COUGHING
AND LAUGHING]
IT'S LUCAS.
HEY, ROVER.
HA HA HA HA!
HUH? HOW ARE YA,
PAL?
COME ON IN.
HA HA HA!
AS SOON AS HE COMES OUT,
I WANT A CLOSE-UP.
HERE HE COMES.
DETECTIVE DUGAN--
ALL CHARGES AGAINST
MR. LUCAS HAVE BEEN DROPPED.
NOW THAT YOU'RE FREE,
MR. LUCAS,
WHAT WILL YOU DO?
FIND A JOB, LEAD A NORMAL LIFE
LIKE EVERYONE ELSE.
HOW DOES IT FEEL
FOR A PROFESSIONAL LIKE YOU
TO BE TAKEN HOSTAGE?
TELL US ABOUT
YOUR KIDNAPPER!
HE'S A NOBODY,
AND AS FAR AS I'M CONCERNED,
I GOT NOTHIN' TO SAY ABOUT
HIM. THE MATTER'S CLOSED.
COME ON!
GIVE US THE STORY!
OOH!
WHAT ARE YOU
DOIN' HERE?
SORRY.
HEY, GO ON.
MOVE ALONG.
SORRY. EXCUSE ME.
GO ON.
GET OUTTA HERE.
HI. I'M HERE TO SEE
MEG PERRY, PLEASE.
RELATIVE?
NO. I'M A FRIEND
OF THE FAMILY.
YEAH, I HAVE MISTER...
LUCAS.
MR. LUCAS HERE
TO SEE THE PERRY GIRL.
OK.
JUST A MOMENT, PLEASE.
WHO'D YOU CALL,
THE COP?
MR. LUCAS?
YES.
FOLLOW ME.
HELLO, MEG.
LOOK WHAT I BROUGHT YA.
YOU LIKE IT?
SHE REFUSES TO TALK
AND SHE REFUSES TO EAT.
IF SHE KEEPS THIS UP
MUCH LONGER,
WE'RE GOING TO HAVE TO
FEED HER INTRAVENOUSLY.
YOU HEAR THAT, MEG?
IF YOU DON'T EAT
PRETTY SOON,
WE'LL HAVE TO STICK
A NEEDLE IN YOUR ARM,
AND THAT'LL HURT.
COULD I TALK TO HER
ALONE, PLEASE?
YOU NEED AUTHORIZATION
FROM JUVENILE COURT--
LOOK...
THIS KID NEEDS
A LOT OF THINGS,
BUT ONE THING
SHE DOESN'T NEED
IS A COP
GUARDING OVER HER.
5 MINUTES.
MEG.
MEG, LOOK AT ME.
MEG.
MEG, YA HAVE TO EAT,
YOU HEAR ME?
COME ON, BE A GOOD
GIRL. LOOK AT ME.
IF YOU WANT,
I'LL VISIT YA EVERY DAY,
BUT LOOK AT ME.
LOOK AT ME,
FOR CHRIST'S SAKE!
OK. I'M LEAVING.
I'M GONNA GO NOW,
MEG.
I'M GONNA GO.
OK, GOOD-BYE, MEG.
DO YOU REMEMBER
WHEN YOU SAID TO ME,
"DON'T GO"?
SPEAK TO ME AGAIN,
MEG.
TELL ME, "DON'T GO."
THAT'D MAKE ME
SO HAPPY.
NO?
YOU DON'T WANT TO?
OK, DON'T TALK, MEG,
BUT EAT.
PLEASE.
YOU'RE SO THIN.
LISTEN, I'LL BRING YA
A CAKE TOMORROW.
WOULD YOU LIKE THAT?
I'LL KEEP YA FAT.
THE FOOD HERE'S
GOTTA BE LOUSY.
A GREAT BIG CAKE
WITH WHIPPED CREAM
AND EVERYTHING ON TOP.
WHAT DO YOU SAY?
OK.
KISS GOOD-BYE.
I'LL LEAVE HIM HERE
WITH YOU.
YOU TAKE CARE OF HIM
LIKE YOU
TOOK CARE OF ME.
Radio: AND NOW HERE'S GOODWIN
TAKING A LEFTHAND PITCHER.
FIRST AND THIRD,
STILL NO ONE OUT.
1 AND 1 THE COUNT. 4-0.
[GAME CONTINUES
INDISTINCTLY]
...POPS UP WITH THE BALL.
1 AND 0 ON GOODWIN.
[PERRY POUNDING ON GATE]
WHY DON'T YOU JUST
RING THE ALARM?
I HOPE YOU HAVEN'T
JAMMED IT.
YOU SCARED ME!
[PANTING]
WHAT ARE YOU
DOING HERE?
SHH!
[PANTING]
IS THAT YOU
THAT SMELLS LIKE FISH?
[SNIFFS] DO I?
[SNIFFS] YOU STINK.
COULD BE. I SLEPT
IN A FISH NET.
OH, JESUS.
PLEASE, GOD,
LET HER BE OK.
JUST LET HER BE OK.
I SAW HER YESTERDAY.
NOT SO GOOD.
WHAT DO YOU MEAN,
NOT SO GOOD?
SHE'LL BE ALL RIGHT
ONCE SHE'S OUTTA HERE.
JUST RELAX!
LET'S DO THIS RIGHT.
RIGHT. RIGHT.
YOU'RE RIGHT.
LOCKED?
NO PROBLEM.
Ned: EASY FOR YOU.
[SLAM]
SHH!
THERE'S A COP
WATCHING HER.
WHAT?
YOUR KID.
A FEMALE COP.
THAT COMPLICATES
THINGS.
[CHAIR CLATTERS]
SHH!
SHH.
SHH.
IT MUST BE THAT WAY.
[CLATTER]
STOP THAT.
I DIDN'T DO IT
ON PURPOSE.
WELL, WATCH YOUR STEP.
[CLATTER]
WHAT'S WITH YOU?
THIS PLACE IS A MESS.
JUST WAIT FOR ME HERE.
NO, NO, NO.
I'M GOING WITH YOU!
IT DOESN'T TAKE
TWO OF US.
YOU STAY HERE.
DON'T BE AFRAID.
IT'S ME, LUCAS.
GOOD WORK!
WE'RE OUTTA HERE.
LET ME CARRY HER.
YEAH.
LET'S GO!
THIS ISN'T MINE.
IT'S NOT MY DAUGHTER.
YOU GOOFED.
YOU GOTTA BE KIDDING.
AM I KIDDING?
OH, SHIT, IT'S 'CAUSE
OF THAT DAMN MONKEY. LET'S GO.
I DON'T WANT THIS ONE.
I WANT MINE.
AAH!
LET'S BEAT IT.
HIDE.
BUT I WANT
MY DAUGHTER!
[YELLS] HIDE!
DON'T MOVE!
MEG? MEG, IT'S ME.
IT'S DADDY.
COME HERE, MEG.
COME ON.
WHERE IS SHE?
PUT DOWN THE GUN,
MR. PERRY.
IT'LL ONLY MAKE
THINGS WORSE.
TELL ME WHERE SHE IS,
OR I'M GONNA KILL YOU.
[COCKS TRIGGER]
SHE'S IN THE INFIRMARY.
THIS WAY.
MOVE IT! MOVE.
THERE, NOW. I'M GONNA
PUT YOU BACK IN BED.
YOU BE A GOOD GIRL
AND DON'T SCREAM.
OK?
JUST DON'T SCREAM.
AAH!
[GIRLS SCREAMING]
YOU'LL BE GUILTY
OF KIDNAPPING.
DO YOU KNOW WHAT
THAT'S GONNA GET YOU?
YEAH. HER.
GET IN THERE!
MEG? MEG?
IT'S ME.
DON'T BE AFRAID.
IT'S DADDY.
IT'S DADDY. COME ON.
[POUNDING ON DOOR]
LET ME OUTTA HERE!
[POUNDING]
STOP!
TAKE IT EASY.
YOU'RE TRAPPED,
SO JUST TAKE IT EASY.
QUICK!
MEG? MEG!
MEG, COME ON, BABY.
WHY WON'T SHE WAKE UP?
FEEL HER HANDS.
THEY'RE FREEZING.
WE'LL TAKE CARE OF HER.
DON'T WORRY.
WHERE ARE WE?
A CUSTOMER'S HOUSE.
I PUT A SECURITY
SYSTEM IN HERE.
THEY WENT ON VACATION
THIS MORNING.
THEY WON'T BE BACK
FOR A MONTH.
IS SOMETHING WRONG?
I DON'T KNOW
WHAT'S THE MATTER.
GIVE HER TO ME.
NO, I'M OK. I JUST HAVEN'T
EATEN THAT MUCH LATELY.
HAVEN'T SLEPT, EITHER.
GIVE HER TO ME.
YOU'LL DROP HER.
NO, IT'S MY DAUGHTER.
I DON'T WANT ANYONE TO TAKE HER.
STAND STILL.
STAND STILL.
UHH!
NO, WE'RE TOO HEAVY.
NO, I GOT YOU.
OK, PUT HER IN THE BED.
Ned: SHE'S NOT GONNA
DIE, IS SHE?
THINK SHE'S GONNA DIE?
WHY WOULD SHE DIE?
STOP SAYIN' THAT SHIT!
YOU'LL JINX US, ASSHOLE!
WHY WOULD SHE DIE?
I'M SCARED.
YOU'RE GIVING ME
THE WILLIES!
SHE'S GONNA BE OK.
ALL RIGHT?
MEG, WE'RE HERE NOW.
WE'RE NOT IN THE HOME
ANYMORE.
YOUR FATHER'S HERE
AND I'M HERE.
OPEN YOUR EYES, DAMN IT!
FOR US! OPEN YOUR EYES!
STOP IT!
YOU'LL HURT HER!
I'M HUNGRY.
SHE'S HUNGRY.
SHE'S HUNGRY,
FOR GOD'S SAKE.
YEAH.
YEAH.
FOOD! GET THE FOOD.
PLASTIC!
THERE'S NOTHING TO EAT
IN THIS STUPID HOUSE!
WHAT DO YOU EXPECT?
THEY'RE GONE FOR A MONTH.
JERKS.
MAYBE WE SHOULD
ORDER A PIZZA.
YEAH, AND IT'LL BE
DELIVERED BY THE FBI.
HERE!
WHAT?
"SMOKED OYSTERS."
OHH...
"GOOSE LIVER."
"TRUFFLES."
WHAT THE HELL IS THIS?
"CAVIAR."
WHO ARE THESE PEOPLE?
RICH.
DO LITTLE GIRLS
EAT CAVIAR?
LOOK WHAT WE
GOT YOU, MEG.
CAVIAR. YUMMY!
MEG?
MAYBE WE SHOULD
LET HER SLEEP.
YEAH.
MMM. THIS IS
PRETTY GOOD.
YEAH. VERY GOOD.
YEAH.
REAL GOOD.
HERE WE GO.
NICE AND CLEAN.
[KISS]
HERE WE GO.
[GROWLING
AND KISSING]
GOOD MORNING, MEG.
HI.
LOOK WHAT
I BROUGHT YOU.
NOW, I WANT YOU TO EAT
EVERYTHING, YOU HEAR?
OK.
ALL RIGHT.
HERE. I HAD IT MADE
THIS MORNING.
"KOWALSKI"?
IT'S MY NEW NAME.
I'M TRAVELING
WITH MRS. KOWALSKI
AND OUR SON JONATHAN.
WHAT?
THEY'RE LOOKING FOR
2 MEN AND A LITTLE GIRL.
PERFECT.
EVERYTHING WE NEED.
YOU DON'T REALLY
EXPECT ME TO DRESS UP
LIKE A WOMAN, DO YOU?
I'M TELLING YOU,
THEY'RE LOOKING FOR 2 GUYS
AND A LITTLE GIRL.
HERE.
WHY CAN'T WE JUST
STAY HERE?
YOU SAID THEY'D BE
GONE FOR A MONTH.
PAL, WE GOT THE FBI,
STATE POLICE, ROADBLOCKS,
AND DUGAN ON OUR ASS!
WE CAN'T SIT IT OUT. HERE.
I'LL NEVER PASS
FOR A WOMAN.
THERE'S NOTHING
FEMININE ABOUT ME.
LOOK AT ME.
I'D BE GROTESQUE.
IT'S BETTER TO BE
GROTESQUE THAN DEAD.
I'M TOO UGLY.
I'LL NEVER PULL IT OFF!
LOOKS DON'T MATTER.
THERE ARE UGLY LADIES!
I KNOW THERE ARE
UGLY LADIES.
THERE ARE A LOT
OF UGLY LADIES,
BUT I DON'T LOOK LIKE
AN UGLY LADY, OK?
YOU WILL.
[MURMURING]
THERE.
NOW, DON'T WORRY.
IT'LL GROW BACK.
Ned: I LOOK RIDICULOUS.
NOT ONLY ARE THEY
GONNA ARREST US,
THEY'RE GONNA LAUGH
THEMSELVES SILLY.
LET'S SEE.
I WON'T GET 10 FEET
DRESSED LIKE THIS.
EVEN IN A CONVENTION
OF TRANSVESTITES,
I'D BE ARRESTED.
NOW,
WHAT'S YOUR NAME?
JONATHAN.
WHAT'S MY NAME?
DADDY.
AND WHAT'S HIS NAME?
MOMMY.
GOOD!
DON'T TALK TO ME.
PUT THE WIG ON.
OH, MY GOD. LOOK WHAT
HE'S DONE TO YOUR HAIR.
IT'S OK, MOMMY.
IT'LL GROW BACK.
DON'T CALL ME MOMMY.
NO, DO!
OH, YEAH,
THAT'S RIGHT. DO.
GOD, WHAT A SIGHT.
[GIGGLES]
Lucas: NO, NO,
YOU'LL BE FINE.
HOPE SO.
NEVER FELT MORE
DEPRESSED IN MY LIFE.
YOU LOOK VERY
PRETTY, MOMMY.
I HATE WHEN
SHE CALLS ME MOMMY.
LET'S HIT THE ROAD,
LUCILLE.
LUCILLE?
CAN'T LEAVE IT ALONE,
CAN YOU?
OH, GOD.
DID YOU TELL HER
TO HURRY?
YES.
COME ON!
WE GOTTA GET GOIN'!
ARE YOU DOIN' OK?
I'M OK.
YOU KNOW YOU HAVE
TO FATTEN UP.
YOU'RE TOO SKINNY.
I DON'T WANT
A SKINNY KID.
ARE YOU STAYING
WITH US?
WHERE IN THE HELL
IS SHE, YOUR FATHER?
LUCILLE!
I'M COMING, I'M COMING.
YOU KNOW, IF FATE HAD BEEN
A LITTLE KINDER TO ME,
I WOULD STILL BE WORKING
AND LEADING A NORMAL LIFE.
LET'S GO.
INSTEAD, I'M MARRIED
TO A CONVICT,
AND I HAVE A DAUGHTER
NAMED JONATHAN.
COME ON, LET'S GO!
MY SHOE.
IF WE HIT A ROADBLOCK,
DON'T PANIC.
LETHANDLE IT.
I WON'T PANIC.
DON'T WORRY.
I'M OK NOW.
WE'LL BE FINE.
LET'S JUST HOPE
WE DON'T GET ARRESTED.
I REALLY DON'T WANNA
GO TO JAIL IN THIS DRESS.
OW, MY STOMACH.
WHAT?
I FINISHED OFF THE CAVIAR
AND OYSTERS FOR BREAKFAST.
I FEEL LOUSY.
COPS.
WHAT?
BEHIND US. COPS.
SHIT.
WE'RE UNDER THE SPEED LIMIT.
IT SHOULDN'T BE A PROBLEM.
GOOD.
LET'S JUST STAY CALM.
GEE, I DON'T FEEL WELL.
WHAT?
I THINK
I'M GETTING CARSICK.
NOT NOW!
OH, MY GOD. OH, GOD.
ROLL DOWN THE WINDOW.
GET SOME FRESH AIR.
OH, I'M GONNA
THROW UP.
ARE YOU GETTIN'
BETTER?
NO. I'M GONNA VOMIT.
STICK YOUR HEAD
OUT THE WINDOW!
MY WIG!
OH, NO!
YOU MAJOR ASSHOLE!
YOU WERE THE ONE
WHO TOLD ME
TO STICK MY HEAD
OUT THE WINDOW!
[RETCHING]
HERE.
THANK YOU.
BETTER?
YEAH.
KEEP IT.
THANKS.
WE HAVE TO FIND IT.
I'LL NEVER GET OUT
OF HERE LIKE THIS.
NOPE.
ALTHOUGH SOME WOMEN
HAVE SHORT HAIR.
YEAH.
BUT NOT WITH THAT FACE.
YOU'RE TOO UGLY.
YOU LOOK LIKE SHIT.
COME ON.
WE GOTTA FIND THAT WIG.
OH, WE'LL NEVER FIND IT!
I DON'T THINK
YOU HAD TO SAY ALL THAT.
ALL WHAT?
ABOUT MY APPEARANCE.
IT WASN'T REALLY
NECESSARY.
YOU SAID
I LOOK LIKE SHIT.
[CHUCKLES]
THERE IT IS!
[HONK HONK HONK HONK]
WHAT'S WITH THE WIG?
HMM?
YOUR WIG.
IT'S A LITTLE
TOO BOUFFANT, ISN'T IT?
WELL, WHY IS IT
STICKING UP LIKE THAT?
HOW SHOULD I KNOW?
SHIT!
A ROADBLOCK.
OK, DON'T WORRY.
DON'T PANIC.
REMEMBER,
YOUR NAME IS JONATHAN.
WE'LL BE OK.
NOW, LISTEN,
IF THEY ASK ANY QUESTIONS--
IF THEY ASK
ANY QUESTIONS, I'M SCREWED.
NO. JUST ANSWER
IN A WOMAN'S VOICE.
[HIGH VOICE]
HOW'S THIS SOUND?
CAN YOU DO IT
BETTER?
NO, I CAN'T DO IT
BETTER.
I TOLD YOU, I DON'T
HAVE A WOMAN'S VOICE.
THEY'RE DEFINITELY GONNA
ARREST US FOR SURE.
GO THROUGH IT.
WHAT?
GO THROUGH IT!
ARE YOU NUTS?
THEY'LL SHOOT US.
I TOLD YOU I DON'T WANT THEM
TO GET MY LITTLE GIRL!
WE CAN MAKE IT!
AAH!
[CONTROLLED FURY]
FIX YOUR WIG, DARLING.
I'M SORRY
TO BOTHER YOU.
MAY I SEE YOUR
LICENSE, PLEASE?
HERE.
UH, WE'RE IN A HURRY.
MY WIFE'S PREGNANT.
SHE'S NOT FEELING
TOO WELL.
WELL, SHE DOESN'T
LOOK SO GOOD.
YOU GOING
TO COUNTY GENERAL?
HUH?
WAIT A MINUTE.
LARRY, MARTY.
THERE'S A YOUNG LADY
READY TO GIVE BIRTH.
GIVE THEM
AN ESCORT.
NO, NO, THAT'S NOT
REALLY NECESSARY.
IT'LL BE SAFER.
YOU WON'T HAVE TO WORRY
ABOUT LIGHTS, TRAFFIC.
GOOD LUCK, FOLKS.
[SIRENS]
WHAT DO I DO NOW,
GIVE BIRTH?
LET ME THINK.
I'D LIKE TO HAVE
A LITTLE BROTHER.
WELL,
DON'T COUNT ON IT.
GIMME YOUR TEDDY BEAR,
SWEETHEART.
THIS IS GONNA BE
ONE SURPRISED OBSTETRICIAN.
WE RADIOED AHEAD.
THEY'LL BE BRINGING OUT
A GURNEY.
ARE YOU DOING OK,
LITTLE LADY?
DON'T BE AFRAID, MOMMY.
[CHATTER ON POLICE RADIO]
WHY DON'T
THOSE JERKS LEAVE?
EVERYTHING'S GONNA
BE FINE, MA'AM.
JUST RELAX.
WATCH YOUR STEP,
MA'AM.
I'D RATHER WALK.
JUST LIE DOWN,
PLEASE.
JUST LIE DOWN.
ARE YOU ALL RIGHT?
YOU DIDN'T HURT YOURSELF?
Orderly:
THERE WE GO. THERE.
DOCTOR'S WAITING.
STOP!
I FEEL MUCH BETTER.
THANK YOU.
THANK YOU SO MUCH.
THANK YOU SO MUCH.
SHE FORGETS
EVERYTHING.
HOW DO YOU FEEL?
DELIVERED.
WHAT ARE YOU DOING?
SHORTCUT.
Lucas: WE'LL BE
IN CANADA IN 10 MINUTES.
HERE WE ARE.
HELP ME OUT.
THIS IS CANADA, BABY,
SO YOU CAN
CALL ME DADDY AGAIN.
NOW, THIS IS A FRIEND
OF MINE IN VANCOUVER.
CALL HIM.
HE'LL HELP YOU OUT.
WAIT. HERE.
THIS OUGHTA...THERE.
WELL, TAKE IT ALL.
THAT OUGHTA
HOLD YOU.
I DON'T KNOW
WHAT TO SAY, LUCAS.
DON'T SAY ANYTHING.
GO ON. CHANGE
THAT TO CANADIAN.
YOU NEED GAS!
GET OUT OF THE CAR,
MEG.
NOW, LISTEN TO ME, MEG.
I CAN'T STAY WITH YOU.
NOW, DON'T BE SAD.
I'LL COME VISIT.
HONEST.
IT'LL BE LIKE
WE NEVER WERE APART.
WE'LL HAVE LOTS OF FUN,
THE THREE OF US.
OH, PLEASE, MEG,
DON'T LOOK AT ME LIKE THAT.
I'M TRYING TO START
A NEW LIFE.
DO YOU UNDERSTAND?
NO.
I'VE BEEN ON THE RUN
TOO LONG.
I JUST CAN'T TAKE IT
ANYMORE.
YOU SEE?
NO.
[CHUCKLES]
I'M GONNA MISS YOU.
I'LL NEVER FORGET YOU.
[TIRES SCREECH]
[SIRENS]
THIS BANK IS SURROUNDED.
COME OUT WITH YOUR HANDS UP,
AND YOU WILL NOT GET HURT.
I REPEAT--
THIS BANK IS SURROUNDED!
I HAVE A HOSTAGE!
LET ME THROUGH,
OR I'LL KILL HIM!
I HAVE A HOSTAGE!
MAYBE I'D BETTER STAY
WITH YOU GUYS A LITTLE LONGER.