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how does someone like you, who

I have never heard of before,

just suddenly stand up and in cold

blood shoot a waitress in broad daylight,

become the primary suspect

in two other murders,

engage in a firefight with the

County Sheriff's Department,

and eventually end up the most

wanted felon this side of Tennessee?

All right.

All right.

When I saw you laying in

the dirt, beside that house,

you were scared shitless.

Now there's no way I'm going to

believe you're this stone cold killer.

But you gotta help me understand

what the hell is going on here.

'Cause some of this crap

just doesn't make sense.

She owes me everything!

Cyrus.

Cyrus killed your boyfriend, Aster,

and you saw him do it, didn't you?

Gwenny's mine.

Aster, we have to go!

Kill them both!

I'm guessing out of

jealousy or spite.

Now he's setting you up, huh?

Isn't he?

He wants to kill me.

Yeah, I bet he does.

Nothing would cap off this

sh*t-stained career of mine

better than being able to put

that piece of trash away for good.

You know, if you were

to help me put him away,

I'm sure we could come to

some kind of an agreement.

I mean,

a young lady like yourself

doesn't want to spend the rest

of her life in jail. Does she?

But of course,

if you don't help me,

I'll personally see

that you rot in prison.

What the hell's going on?

What is that?

- Ty?

- Did you miss me?

- Are you insane?

- You're gonna wanna put that on.

Let's get out of here.

Anderson!

Shoot 'em for me!

No!

Stop shooting people!

You're the boss.

Oh, was that spectacular

or what?

Nice to see you, Flamingo.

Ty?

Freeze!

I said freeze!

Put it down!

Girly... Girly... Girly...

I got the intel

that we needed.

That's where Cyrus is.

- I'm not leaving you.

- There's no time.

There's no time,

you just gotta go.

We made a pact.

We do this together.

- My job... My job's done, girly.

- It's okay.

But seriously, Flamingo...

I really liked you.

Where are they?

Over here!

Get her. Get her!

Nothing's ever

coming between us.

Gwen!

Who the f*** are you?

And stop calling me Gwen.

It is you. I haven't seen you

in a while. I thought that...

Anything for you.

Where's Cyrus?

You know his spot.

Refresh my memory.

Today,

he's at Alley Cats, but...

- No, I shouldn't have told you that.

- What's your name?

Gwen, it's me, it's Winks.

- Remember?

- You got a number, Winks?

It hasn't changed since

the last time you called.

Write it down.

You know, if you ever need

to talk, about anything...

Her name is Dakota, she dances

here. Have you seen her lately?

- No.

- No?

Could you at least pretend

to look at the picture?

Didn't your mother ever tell you not

to pry in other people's business?

Well, my mother was her mother,

and she was a b*tch, so, no.

We have a situation!

Gwen!

Give me some milk.

Suck my tits!

Get your own f***ing milk!

Get me some milk.

Cheers, Cyrus!

Next one's for you.

That's karma.

We don't get many attractive

ladies like you in here.

Not with all

their teeth anyway.

I'll have five cheeseburgers

and a milk.

Cheeseburgers and milk

coming right up.

So, um, Cyrus,

I heard things got a little

sloppy for you a while back, huh?

Yeah, word is you got a little too

friendly with some curly haired dancer broad

and sh*t got real.

Hey, you know what

else is funny about that?

Vinny was dating some

curly haired b*tch, wasn't he?

- I heard about her.

- Name is Dakota?

Ain't that a coincidence?

Something you wanna say, boys?

No, just making conversation.

Uh-huh.

You give us a second, doll.

Look, um, Cyrus,

just give us the cash

and we'll be on our way.

Sure, sure, sure.

But first, why don't you

take a look at this for me.

Hmm?

Does this look right to you?

What?

F***, man!

- Now you see, Marv,

this is my kind

of conversation.

Jesus! Holy sh*t!

What the f***, man?

What the f*** are you doing?

- Boys?

- What the f***, dude? Get off me!

Get off me!

Listen, Cyrus, listen to me!

You can't f***ing do this! You and

Vinny, you guys are f***ing partners!

I can do

anything I want, Marvin.

Besides, Vinny's product is

f***ing weak, like his women.

Our sh*t's grade A and you know

that! Get off me, motherf***er!

Stop talking, Marvin.

- Oh, f*** you!

Let me tell you what

happens now, Marvin.

Izzy's gonna hold you down.

While Jessop

sews your lips shut.

Then,

you're going back to Vinny

and give him this letter,

officially dissolving our

business partnership.

Hold still.

I wanna get this started.

There you go.

Don't worry about Dakota.

Oh, and, uh, tell Vinny

I appreciate the concern

you fellas have for my

relationship woes.

Have fun, boys.

Okay, stay still. Stay still!

Cheeseburgers and milk.

Hey, Cyrus.

Hey!

F***!

Hey, lady,

I'll give you a ride.

I don't like

being followed.

Wow, wow!

That was fun. Lady, you

completely lost it in there.

I mean, not that I didn't like

it. I did, I f***ing loved it.

That is the kind of f***ing spunk

I'm looking for every single day.

It was amazing and

downright sexy, and...

Wow!

You and I are

really gonna get along.

Are you ready

to tell Cyrus tonight?

Mmm...

Cyrus doesn't

like it if I'm late.

I'm going to marry

you one day, Gwen.

Jesus, Gwen, you gotta get

your head straight.

You can't lose the keys every time

we go out for a couple of drinks.

Sorry.

Damn, I'm good. Get in!

An unknown

accomplice and suspected killer

escaped from

downtown jail this afternoon

and is currently at large.

Sheriff Edward Knowles

sustained a bullet wound in the escape,

but is expected to fully recover.

Yes, I'm urging anyone who

knows the whereabouts of the killer

to please come forth

as soon as possible.

She's armed, dangerous,

and she must be stopped.

You realize

you were speeding, ma'am?

Oh, uh...

I haven't driven

this road before.

I didn't notice

the speed sign.

Uh-huh.

License and registration,

ma'am.

Oh, shoot! You know what?

I was in a really big hurry,

so I forgot my wallet,

everything, at home.

Just stay where you are.

Ma'am, I going to need you to

step back inside your vehicle.

Get back in the vehicle!

That's where Cyrus is.

And he's awake.

You have exactly seven seconds to

tell me who you are and what you want.

Whoa, first things first.

Did you knock me out in my own vehicle

when I was staring at your titties?

- Yes.

- Well, I saved your life.

- You f***ed my operation.

- Oh, I did?

And how's that blown off pinky

treating you, hmm?

- Shut up!

- Okay.

Unless the next words out of your mouth

are gonna be why I shouldn't kill you.

Well, I saved your life, I hate Cyrus

too, and I will f*** you for free.

I'm interested

in the Cyrus part.

Okay, well,

it's a long story, girly.

Abbreviated version.

- Tick-tock.

- Right!

I have this sister,

her name's Dakota.

Total train wreck, druggie, nympho,

freak, shitty-ass piece of sh*t,

but she's my sister, so I have

a soft spot for her, and...

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