Twenty-five cents an hour...
six hours a day, five years.
That's $1,740.
Not much for all that laundry, huh, Lucas?
Good luck. Don't come back.
Tower three, inmate Lucas released on parole. Open the gate.
Good luck, Lucas.
I thought you might be lonesome.
I missed you. Five years is a long time.
- I agree. - Should've been ten.
I would've missed you more. What a performance you must've 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 jewellery 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 want to bet?
Okay, 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 ya? - Naw!
He's nuts, but he's not that n-- At least I don't think he is.
It'd be just great if he hits a bank we drove him to
lt'd be just great if you shut up. Let's go.
- I asked for-- - Excuse me. New accounts, please.
Thank you.
- I'd like to open a new account, please. - Have a seat.
Thank you.
Think he's really going straight?
Naw! Fourteen armed robberies.
Fourteen! Those guys don't make career changes.
I don't know. I kind of had the feeling he was serious.
I kind of have the feeling you're naive.
Next time I get him, it won't be for a lousy five years.
- Present employer? - I'm between jobs.
- Everybody! - So, uh-- - Hands up! Hands up!
Stick 'em up! This is a hold-up!
I said, stick 'em up!
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! Come on.
You two, would you speed it up?
Come on! All right.
Keep those hands up. Okay, that's good.
You, take this.
Well, put money in it! Come on, come on, come on!
All available units, 2-11 silent in progress.
Pacific National Bank, 48th and Wells. 48th and Wells.
Freeze!
All available units, 2-11 silent in progress.
Pacific National Bank 48th and Wells. 48th and Wells.
All units, handle code three high.
Dugan here. Would you repeat?
We have a 2-11 in progress at Pacific National Bank...
- 48th and Wells. - Holy shit!
- Go! Go! - What's goin' on? - No, just wait.
No, wait. it's just--
Okay, that's enough! Enough, enough! just zip it up and throw it here.
- I don't believe this. - God.
- You did that on purpose! - I swear I didn't!
Nobody move! Keep those hands up! Up!
Unhook that goddam bag, for Christ's sake!
Get it down here before I blow this place up!
Unit three, what's your position? Give me a call.
All right, let's get the back doors. Come on.
- Move it! Move it! - Down the street.
Move it, move it, move it, move it!
Out on the fire escape, upstairs!
Five, up on the fire escape over there to the right!
Come on, come on.
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 - Shut up!
- Copy, Central - Let's move, let's move!
Move, move, move, move, move!
- The grenade! - Nobody move, or I'll shoot!
You, you're coming with me!
- Pick someone else. - What?
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!
Okay, be cool. Let's talk about it.
- Still can't believe it, smart-ass? - Holy shit.
- You asshole! - Excuse me?
You're a fucking asshole.
What's his game here?
Okay, Lucas. I'm listening. Tell us what you want.
I don't want anything. I'm the hostage!
- What'd he say? - He said he's the hostage.
What kind of jerk does he think I am?
Cut the bullshit, Lucas!
- Tell him. - T-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? - 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!
Hold your fire! Hold your fire!
Those sons of bitches!
These people are insane! That was totally unjustified!
Those 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!
Come on out here, Lucas! You know the procedure!
- Okay! Okay, I'm comin' 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!
- What the hell are you doin'? - You've got five seconds!
- Dugan, listen to me! - One...
two, three--
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. Hey! Give it to me, goddam it!
Okay, Lucas. Okay.
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!
Let's move! Let's move!
- Where's your car? - What the hell is going on here?
- Where's your goddam car? - Over there.
All right. Let's go.
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!
Here, I'll do it.
I'm sorry. I'm terribly sorry. Excuse me.
Why did he shoot? He never shot anybody.
- Follow me! - Suspect headed west on 48th.
Yellow '78 Datsun. Establish perimeter. Seal the interstate.
Out. We got that sucker.
You want me to drive?
If you're not feeling up to it, I'd be hap-- Ow!
I said I was sorry, didn't I?
Look out!
I'm really sorry.
The grenade!
It didn't work?
No, it worked.
Hey, are you Okay?
Hello?
Are you okay?
Five years in jail! Five years! I just got out this morning!
I'm out one hour, and you have me up to my neck in shit!
- Sorry! - You're turning yourself in, and you're clearing me completely!
You're telling them I'm innocent, or I'm gonna blow your head off!
Just listen. Let me go!
- Christ! - All because I blew a hold-up
All because I pulled off 14 hold-ups, 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!
- Aw, shut up! - Where are we going?
Hey! What the hell-- Ow!
Hey, what do you think you're doing?
No, not the cops!
I don't-- I don't wanna do this! Oh!
Hey, what's going on here?
No, please! I'm not going to prison!
I can't go to prison! No!
This 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!
- All right, you shit! You asshole! - Hey, hey! Easy! Easy! Watch it!
Hey, come on! Oh!
Take it easy! Take it easy! just--just tell your story, okay?
This asshole pulled a hold-up. He took me hostage. They thought I did it!
- He's lying! He's a complete liar! - So 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!
Freeze!
My money!
I could've jumped a lot higher than that. I'm a basketball player at the "Y", you know.
- I'm short, but I'm very fast. - What about him?
- He do anything unusual?
- No. - They didn't talk to each other? Anything like that?
No, he was just a customer. Oh, oh! Oh! Look at this. Look at this.
Watch this thing I do right here. Watch it. Aw, shit! I stepped out of camera.
- Well, thanks a lot, Mr Philbert. - No problem.
- Uh, is it possible for me to get a copy of this tape? - What about there?
Oh, now, this was a very dangerous moment. He was being very threatening, okay?
And then this guy-- that's the customer you were asking about--
he must've gotten scared or somethin', because he yells, “The grenade!" Right?
- Why? - I'm sorry? - Why'd he help him?
- Well, maybe he was afraid. - Anyone could've been taken hostage.
Why Lucas? Why not “Kareem” here?
I'll tell you why. These two guys-- they're a team.
Beat it, before I change my mind.
Shit! Piss! Go 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 goddam bank-- because I needed the money.
So go ahead and kill me. But I am 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.
I'll go get some help.
- Canvas. Cover the car. - Okay. Okay.
He's a friend of my dad's. Very nice guy.
He'll fix you up. I just hope he's home.
Dr Horvath!
Dr Horvath.
Dr Horvath!
Here we go. Eh, up. Up. Up. Up.
There. Okay. Now then, you lie here, and I'll go get him.
No. This is a doctor. He'll call the cops.
- They have to report gunshot wounds. - No. No, he won't. He's a friend of my dad's.
No, there's no such things as friends. If he's a doctor, he'd have to report it!
He's not a doctor. He's a veterinarian.
And not the kind to call the cops, either.
- Dr Horvath? - For the killer whale-
Dr Horvath! Dr Horvath!
- The first dolphins-- - 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-I've brought him in to see you.
- He's in the examining room. - Hurt? Uh--
I haven't practised in years, George.
Yes, I know, but he's really in bad shape, sir, and I didn't know where else to go, 50--
Please, Dr Horvath, look him over. it's urgent.
“Look him over"? But I don't know how any more, George.
What breed is he?
No, he's not a dog, Dr Horvath. He's--
-just come and see. You'll see - God.
- He's gonna shit all over the place. - No, he won't. He's housebroken.
- What is this? - A-- 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?
A bullet? Why? Who shot him?
Poor little doggie. Was he hunting?
Took him for a rabbit, huh?
Stupid hunters.
- Are you okay, Dr Horvath? - I'm okay, George.
I'm okay.
- Hot, very hot. - What is this crap?
- Easy, boy. Easy. Easy, boy. - Maybe I should take him someplace else.
- Easy, boy. Yeah, I think we're gonna get along fine. Don't worry. - Dr Horvath, we're not gonna bother you any longer, okay?
George, go and get the alcohol. It's all right. You stay there.
You stay right here. I'll take care of ya.
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.
Oh, nasty wound. Very nasty.
Poor little poochie. I have no anaesthetic.
Here, bite on this.
Get me out of here! Do you hear?
Be better to put him to sleep.
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. Two years ago, his wife died. He cracked.
He 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 sure thing is, I wouldn't hire him to rob a bank.
The daughter's six. She's not normal.
- What's wrong with her? - Don't know exactly. She's in this special school.
Must've cost a fortune.
This guy doesn't fit Lucas' MO. It doesn't make sense.
Nothing makes sense with Lucas and this screwup.
Just in case, send a car to the kid's school.
Hi.
Sorry, pumpkin. Daddy's late.
You've been waiting long, have you? Dr Horvath's car.
You remember Dr Horvath, the veterinarian?
Come on, honey. Hurry up. Let's get in.
- Hey, what's that? - Okay. Okay. Good.
Go! Adam-One requesting backup.
We are in pursuit of PNB suspect, headed north on Wells and 54th Street.
Don't be afraid, sweetheart. Everything's fine. Everything's okay.
He's still sleeping. I don't like that.
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.
Do you remember my little girl, Meg? Uh, I brought her here about two or three years ago.
Yes. No.
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 feelin'?
I'm not doing that great myself, but--
There are a lot of cops out there. I mean, I'm in trouble.
And it's sort of your fault, you know.
No, it's true. lt's--
In fact, no of fence, 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 ID.
But I don't have a clue where to get that sort of stuff, you know?
And, and, and you being a felon, you know, I mean, you know these things, right?
So, uh, 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, okay? 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'm 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...
because 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.
- Hey, Doctor, hey - Yeah? Yeah, hold on.
Boss! it's for you.
- Wow. What's shakin', man? - What ya doin'?
- These are the fugitives, I got one ands she's missing, and you know it-- - Yeah?
Charlie, it's been five 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.
It's the King Salmon Bar, 4th and Water. Ask for Charlie.
Two hundred for a driver's license, five hundred for a passport.
Got it. Thanks. Thanks a million.
- Beat it. - All right.
Should I take this?
L-I'll just, uh-- I'll leave it here, then.
Do I take a bus or walk or what?
- Walk. - Right. Right.
- And 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 and your eyes on the ground.
Got it. Anything else?
You got no friends any more. 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 doin'?
- 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, okay?
- Now, he's sick, so you have to watch over him. - I don't need anything.
L-I--just let me do this.
Understand, sweetheart? He's very, very weak, like a little baby...
so you, 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 two years, since her mother died.
- They had all the, uh-- - Really?
- Hey! You all right? - Yes, I'm fine.
- You better watch where you're going, buddy. - Yes, it's true. Thank you.
Bill.
Excuse me. I want to see--
- Who? - Charlie.
What do you want to see Mr Charlie for?
A friend called a while ago.
A friend who...
“disappeared” five years ago.
This way.
- So how's our friend doing? - Fine.
Sit down. He didn't waste any time, did he?
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 ID photos? - Yes, I did.
They're 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?
Five hundred for a passport.
No, no, no. That was the price five years ago. Now it's 50,000.
- What? - Fifty thousand, special price for friends.
- Dollars? - I'm not talking about pesos, sweetheart.
But I don't have that. Wh-Where am I supposed to find $50,000?
Maybe at the Pacific National Bank.
- There 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? - Thirteen thousand.
Sit down.
Lucas wouldn't get mixed up in anything for a lousy 13 grand.
No. No, Lu-- Lucas didn't pull the hold-up.
- He-- He was my hostage. - What?
Yes! No, no. I robbed the bank this morning, and, and I took him hostage.
- He says he took Lucas hostage. - No, it's the truth. It is.
You didn't hurt him, I hope.
- Well, I-- I-- I kind of shot him. - Oh, did you?
- Yes. - Where?
- In the car! - In the car.
You tell Lucas 50,000 bucks, or we hand you over to the cops.
I said I want to be left alone.
- Hello. - It's Charlie. We're with your friend. I'll put him on.
They-- They want $50,000.
Fifty thousand, or they'll turn me over to the cops.
No, just tell them that I took you hostage, okay?
So? What is this hostage shit?
He took you hostage? This little fart? Who're you kidding?
No, you listen to me! Either I get $50,000 in 24 hours...
or AI Capone here can tell his story to the cops!
Get out of here!just stay away from me! You hear me?
Hello! Anybody home?
Dr Horvath?
- Afternoon. - Afternoon. - Dr Horvath's not here?
- No. - Oh. Well, we're probably a little early.
He told us to come by about 5:00.
Hey, honey, don't be afraid of him. He won't bite ya.
He only eats thieves. Yeah.
So, anyway-- Max! Leave that man alone now.
There you go. So, you a friend of Dr Horvath's, are you?
- Patient. - Yeah.
Yes, sir, that's a good one. Well, so is Max. Aren't you, boy? Hey, Max!
You love Dr Horvath, do ya? Yeah.
Tell you what. Sir, you're gonna see a hell of a reunion in a few minutes.
Dr Horvath saved his life four years ago when he got shot by a bank robber
Every month, same reunion.
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 someday?
What's the matter? Kitty-cat got your tongue?
Yes.
K-914, this is 12-Adam-One at Kenwood Plaza...
requesting K -9 for a suspect search.
Yeah, this is K-914 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've been chasing him since this morning.
We'll probably, uh, be back a little later. This guy's wounded.
He 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!
- Attack! - Max! Max! Hey, hello!
- Attack, goddam it! - What's going on there?
Down, Max. Down!
Get out of here! You're in the way! You hear me? Beat it!
Down there.
Any trouble, and I'll call the cops.
No! No. I have a little girl. She's not well.
I have to look after her. Please! Let me go! Please.
You sleep here, big guy?
This is our place. I'm gonna need a little rent for the room.
You deaf? Your money.
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?
How about moving a little, man? Come on, buddy. Get the hell out of 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 goin'? - I'm goin' to the head. Why? Is that a crime?
He's losin' everything.
I'll take care of our tough customer, okay?
No problem.
When you're on the lam, you don't throw your weight around.
You make yourself very small.
Like Tinker Bell-- itsy-bitsy, teeny-weeny.
Hi, 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 doin' this!
I'm not on the lam. I was taken hostage.
And if my kidnapper isn't here in ten seconds, I'll put a bullet up your ass
Come on, let's go! Let's go!
- Where is she? Where's Meg? - Get your ass in the truck.
Good to see you, Charlie.
Good seein' you too.
“It was I and I alone who committed this robbery.
No charges should be brought against Mr Daniel Lucas, who is entirely innocent.
“Sincerely...
Ned Perry."
Okay, it's all there-- why I did it, how I took you hostage.
You shouldn't have any problems.
Come on, baby.
Sol guess that's it, huh?
I 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's. 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. - So?
What's the big deal? I was in one myself.
Yeah, right. Look how nice you turned out.
You're an asshole.
- Well, I gotta go. - Thank you for everything, really.
- Don't go. - And again, I'm, I'm--
There's something I have to say to this man, sweetheart, so we'll be right back. Okay?
- What? - She talked!
I heard. So why are you whispering?
That's what the doctor said. I don't want to block her again. Make like nothing's happened.
Oh, yeah.
I mustn't cry. Don't let me cry.
- We can't hang around here. It's too dangerous. - Oh, God, here it comes.
This is the happiest day of my life. Two 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? - Oh-
She talked. Thanks to you, my little girl talked!
Well, here I go again.
- Better get movin'! - Yeah, you're right.
Yes, you're right. You're right.
Listen, do you know what would be great?
- If you could maybe stay with us just a little bit longer. - What?
This is the first time she's asked for something in two years. just like a few hours.
Are you nuts? No way!
All right. Go tell her.
- I just hope it doesn't block her. - You tell her yourself. I gotta go.
- You won't even say good bye? - No!
Holy 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.
See, 'cause if he does, then 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. No.
Don't cry.
Meg!
Meg! Meg! You bastard!
Meg!
- Come on! - Are you okay? - Yes, I'm fine.
- Are you nuts? - Are you trying to commit suicide? - Don't you know where the crosswalk is?
- That's our guy! - Let's get him! - Get back in the truck! Come on!
Get in! Get in!
Go straight ahead!
- Shut up! Hurry up! - Shut up!
Car eight to all patrols. We've spotted Lucas. He's in a beer truck.
License number 5-7-9-Sam-4-boy
We're finished!
- Wait! They'll shoot us! - I have to find my daughter!
- This way! - Hide!
All right, spread out. Foster, take some men over there.
- We're screwed. - Where is she?
- Somethings gonna happen to her. - Shh, shh, shh.
All alone like that. Somethin' terrible's gonna happen.
They'll put her in an institution. It'll kill her.
Sh-She won't be able to take it. I'll kill myself!
- Then they'll have two deaths on their conscience, those bastards! - Shh!
- Around this way. Up at the top there - All right. - Would you quit that?
- Would you quit yakkin'? This place is crawlin' with cops! - Shh!
You goddam asshole!
No!
- She'll go. I'll lose her. - Shh.
Look at her. She's so fragile.
Anyone could hurt her.
Who's that?
- What's he doing? - Careful.
- That's the kind of guy that gives candy to little girls. - Don't be ridiculous.
- So what's that, huh? What's that, smart-ass? - Will you shut the hell up?
She took it! I told her never to take candy from strangers!
No!
That pervert!
- No.don't! - Yes! -No!
Damn!
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.
My little girl. My little girl.
- Now's our chance. Let's go. - No. No.
Let's go!
Aw, 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, okay? Goodbye 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. The first pl-- - 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've 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.
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 h-he must've 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 nevertheless tested negative for rabies. - Thank you. Thank you, Doctor.
- Wait. I have something el-else. - Thank you.
So...
I think we can conclude that our Mr Lucas spent the day getting shot...
being treated like a dog...
having to baby-sit, and in general wishing he could've spent one more day in prison.
Tenet
it's Lucas.
Hey, Rover.
How-- How are you, pal?
Come on in.
- As soon as he comes out, I want a close-up. - Here he comes. - Here he comes now.
- Detective Dugan! - All I can say is, all the charges against Mr Lucas have been dropped.
- Hey, Mr Lucas! - Now that you're a free man, Mr Lucas, what will you do?
Find a job, lead a normal life like everyone else.
How's it feel for a professional like you to be taken hostage?
- Tell us about your kidnapper! - He's a nobody.
As far as I'm concerned, I got nothin' to say about him. The matter's closed.
Come on, Dugan! Give us a story!
- 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?
Uh, no. I'm a friend of the family.
- Yeah, I have a Mr-- - Lucas.
Mr Lucas here to see the Perry girl.
Okay. just a moment, please.
Who'd you call? The cop?
Mr Lucas?
- Yes. - Follow me.
Hello, Meg. Look what I brought you. 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? lf 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.
Five minutes.
Meg? Meg, look at me.
Meg?
Meg, you have to eat. You hear me?
Come on, be a good girl. Look at me.
If you want, I'll visit you every day, but look at me.
Look at me, for Christ's sake!
Okay, I'm leaving.
I'm gonna go now, Meg. I'm gonna go.
Okay, 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?
Okay, don't talk, Meg, but eat.
Please. You're so thin.
Listen, I'll bring you a cake tomorrow. Would you like that?
I'll keep you fed. The food here's gotta be lousy.
A great big cake with whipped cream and everything on top.
What do you say?
Okay. Kiss good bye.
I'll leave him here with you.
Now you take care of him, like you took care of me.
Now here's Goodwyn facing a left-hand pitcher.
First and third. Still no one out. One and one, the count.
Pops up with the ball. One and “O” on Goodwyn.
And he gets to battle the left-hander right here.
Bullpen's busy once again. A right-hander throwing.
Why don't you just ring the alarm? I hope you haven't jammed it.
You scared me. What are you doing here?
Shh!
Is that you that smells like fish?
- Do I? - You stink.
- Could be. I slept in a fish net. - Oh, Jesus!
- Please, God, let her be okay. just let her be okay. - I saw her yesterday.
- And? - 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.
Easy for you.
Shh! There's a cop watching her
- What? - Your kid. A female cop
It complicates things.
Shh. Come on.
Shh. Shh. It must be that way.
- Stop that. - I didn't do it on purpose.
Well, watch your step.
- What's with you? - This place is a mess.
- Just wait for me here. - No, no, no, no. I'm goin' 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.
But I don't want this one. I want mine.
Let's beat it. Hide.
- But I want my daughter. - 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. You'll only make things worse.
Tell me where she is, or I'm gonna kill you.
She's in the infirmary. This way.
Move it! Move it!
Here, now. I'm gonna put you back in bed.
You be a good girl and don't scream, okay?
Just don't scream.
- You'll be guilty of kidnapping. You know what that's gonna get you? - Yeah, her. Get in there.
But--
Meg? Meg? it's me. Don't be afraid.
It's Daddy. it's Daddy. Come on.
Let me out of here!
Halt! 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 somethin' wrong? - I don't know what's the matter.
- Give her to me. - No, I'm okay. I just--
I haven't eaten that much lately, or 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. - Okay.
- No, we're too heavy. - No, I got you.
- Okay, put her in the bed. - Yeah.
She's not gonna die, is she? You 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 givin' me the willies!
She's gonna be okay. All right?
Meg, we're here now! We're not in the home any more! 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!
- Fruit. Get the fruit. - 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. - You do and it'll be delivered by the FBI!
Here!
- Smoked oysters. - Oh.
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.
Here we go.
- Good morning, Meg - Hi.
Look what I brought you.
Now, I want you to eat everything. You hear?
- Okay. - All right.
Here, I had it made this morning.
- Kowalski? - It's my new name.
I'm travelling with Mrs Kowalski and our son, Jonathan.
What?
They're looking for two 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 lookin' for two guys and a little girl. Here.
Why can't we just stay here? You said they'd be gone for months.
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. There you-- - 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, okay?
You will.
Oh, there.
Now, don't worry. It'll grow back.
I look ridiculous. Not only are they gonna arrest us, they're gonna laugh themselves silly.
- Let's see. - I won't get ten feet dressed like this.
Even in a convention of transvestites, I'd be arrested.
- Now, what's your name? - Jonathan.
- And 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 okay, Mommy. It'll grow back.
- Don't call me “Mommy.” - No, do!
Oh, yeah, that's right. Do.
- God, what a sight. - No, no, you'll be fine.
I hope so.
- I've 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' okay? - I'm okay.
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. Let me handle it.
I won't panic. Don't worry. I'm okay now. I'm gonna be fine.
Let's just hope we don't get arrested. I really don't want to go to jail in this dress.
- Oh, my stomach. - What?
I finished off the caviar and oysters for breakfast. I feel lousy.
- Cops! - What?
- Behind us, cops! - Shit!
- Okay, we're under the speed limit. Shouldn't be a problem. - Good.
- Let's just stay calm. Gee, I don't feel well. - What?
- Uh, I think I'm getting carsick. - Well, not now!
- Oh, my God! Oh, my God! - Well, roll down the window. Get some fresh air.
- Oh, I'm gonna throw up. - Are you any better?
- No, I gotta vomit. - Stick your head out the window!
- My wig! - Oh, no! You major asshole!
Well, you were the one who told me to stick my head out the window!
- 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.
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.
There it is!
- 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.
Okay, don't worry. Don't panic.
Remember, your name is Jonathan. We're gonna be okay.
- Now listen. If they ask questions, I'll-- -if they ask any questions, I'm screwed.
No.just answer in a woman's 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!
Fix your wig, darling.
We got a transport to Central Booking.
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 goin' to County General?
- Huh? - Wait a minute. Larry! Marty!
There's a young lady here ready to give birth. Give 'em an escort.
- No, no, no. That's not really necessary. - Please. it'll be safer.
You won't have to worry about lights, traffic. Good luck, folks.
- What do I do now? Give birth? - Let me think.
- I'd like to have a little brother. - Well, don't count on it!
Give me your teddy bear, sweetheart.
This is gonna be one surprised obstetrician.
We radioed ahead. They'll be bringing out a gurney.
Are you doin' okay, little lady?
Don't be afraid, Mommy.
Why don't those jerks leave?
- Everything's gonna be fine, ma'am just relax. - All right, now.
- Watch your step, ma'am. - There we go.
- No, no. - Lie down, please. Please
Lie down, please. There we go.
Are you all right? You didn't hurt yourself?
- Now, up. There we go. There. - Are you all right?
The 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? - Short cut.
We'll be in Canada in ten minutes.
- Here we are. - Help me with this damn dress.
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.
Oh, wait. Here. There. 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.
Yeah.
Get outta 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 tryin' to start a new life. Do you understand?
- No. -I've been on the run too long.
I just can't take it any more. You see?
No.
I'm gonna miss you.
I'll never forget you.
This bank is surrounded! Come outwith 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.
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