A Perfect Getaway Page #6

to her, though, don't she?

Nick!

Sunset!

I'm coming back!

Damn it! Nick!

Come on, come on, come on, come

on. Come on, come on, come on.

Stupid hunk of sh*t!

Sh*t!

What, are you

running out of gas?

Our own tactical

frequency, huh?

I just want to make sure

we get you back in time.

Copy that. Jedi out.

Jedi out.

Outstanding.

Sh*t. Where are you?

Hey! Gotta ask you something.

Shoot.

What is that...

"Shake that bush.' '

What does that mean?

Kidding me?

What, it's some

Special Ops lingo?

"What we've got here is

failure to communicate.' '

It's Paul Newman

in Cool Hand Luke.

Right before he breaks

from the chain gang.

You should know that.

I should, yeah.

He goes in alive.

Well, the stories

were great, Nick.

They're really helpful.

They're really helpful.

But your "situational awareness,"

it actually kind of sucks.

Cliff?

Call me Nick.

Rule number one?

Never cut

forensics a break.

It always amazes me how

much people talk about themselves

when they're on vacation.

Talk to people

they just met.

It always amazes me how much

people talk about themselves

when they're on vacation.

Talk to people

they just met.

How did she say it?

It always amazes me how much

people talk about themselves

when they're on vacation.

Talk to people

they just met.

Wait. What was

the other one?

Um...

We say screenwriter.

We say screenwriter.

Writer.

We say screenwriter.

I'm gonna give you

some looks.

Yep, working on

a two-week punch-up.

Oh.

And we invited... I had

to invite my other sisters.

You know,

my sorority sisters.

I basically

hooked them up.

Check this out! Hello!

Yeah, we're in

pre-production in Canada.

My little brother

getting married before me.

Hey, bartender!

Another beer over here!

Hey, my brother's a dick!

I don't know why I'm telling you

this. I just came here to dance.

You dance with who brung you,

Cliffie. You dance with who brung you.

I absolutely love you.

That's my friend.

Just the most

magical weekend.

Our wedding haul!

Our wedding haul!

Magical. Magical.

This is the happiest day

of my life.

She was kind of

classy, huh?

Hey, rule two,

keep your game face on.

Come on, honey.

Babe, get a picture of me

with Honolulu in the back.

Uh, I have

a better idea.

Come on, come on, come

on! Let's get the both of us.

Right there!

It's right there!

Excuse me.

Come on, run, run!

We got to run!

Wait, wait, wait!

Oh, crap!

Honolulu!

Hawaii!

We made it,

we made it!

Sh*t.

Maybe that wasn't

the one to Kauai.

Pretty sure it was, doll,

baby. No, no, no, no.

It was probably the one

to Maui, smaller boat.

We're looking for

something more substantial,

something with

some big-ass...

Wanna look

right there?

Pretty sure it was.

Let's see how much

time we need to kill.

You know, if you were

so frigging smart,

you'd play stupid

once in a while.

That'd be your job.

Something

I can show you?

Well, not me, but see that

dangerously handsome man over there?

When he comes in here and

asks you what I was looking at,

can you show him this ring?

And that one.

And let's not deny him that

little rascal right there.

Seems like he's more interested

in water sports right now.

Well, that's just an operational

cover. Trust me, he is watching us.

Any second now he's

going to come on in here,

drag me out and

then forget something.

Need to double back

and ask you all private-like

what it was that

I was looking at.

Been playing

this game a while?

Nicko. I love him to tears, but

he does take his own sweet time.

Anytime, hon.

You know what? Also, show

him that one right there.

Okay. Just those four.

Sh*t!

What?

I left my drink.

Well, let's go back and

get it. No, no, no, no.

I'll get it. Here. Um...

I'm sorry.

It's okay.

I'll wait right here.

And let's not forget this

little rascal, right here.

Phew!

So, I take it you're

planning the next step?

Oh, I got plans.

Covert plans.

I'm going to make a sunset

proposal on Kalalau Beach.

Okay, I just need to make sure

that this isn't going to be,

you know, underwhelming

compared to whatever's stuck

inside of that twangy

little head of hers.

You know what?

Let me...

Is that gonna work?

If it's truly

gonna disappoint her,

I'll roll over and

play dead for you.

I'm gonna be the easiest

mark you ever had.

Just please,

help me get it right.

Gina is gonna be the first and

last for me. She is the one.

Well, to tell you

the truth,

I think she'll love

anything you give her.

So, you didn't

buy anything?

What would I want

to buy in there?

I don't know.

I mean, you just...

You know,

it took you so long,

I was thinking

maybe they got you.

No, no,

I got away clean.

Hey, it's 1600.

We should catch that ferry.

Where's your drink?

God damn it!

No! You big dope.

This is the scene right now in

the harbor area near Pier 19,

where, late today,

a city trash collector

stumbled across what appears

to be another double homicide.

Come on, this ain't got

nothing to do with us.

Congratulations, Mr. Anderson.

It's part of the honeymoon package.

Thanks,

you're the best.

Take this.

the main compound

used in gasoline additives,

like the one Irene

allegedly swallowed.

The forensic investigation

continues.

Examiners analyzed

Irene's blood samples

by using a gas...

F***ing repeat.

Tell me it'll never end.

It'll end.

Trick is to have

more starts than ends,

keep this whole C- world

always playing catch-up.

All I wanna do is

catch up on my sleep.

Rule number three...

Go away with your rules.

Okay? Nothing is getting me

off this balcony today.

You are such

an incredible a**hole.

A**hole!

Hey, never wear the same

skin too long. Keep moving.

Hey, baby, look, it's Kale and

Cleo getting married in Oahu.

Suitable for framing.

While we're

still young, Cliff.

One sec.

Here's your permits.

I'm gonna head on back to town.

Careful on that trail. Huh?

Mess you up good

unless you know it good.

Hey, wait a minute.

Hey, maybe you are allowed

to carry guns out here.

Guns? No, no.

Who got guns?

A guy named Kale,

runs with a girl named Cleo.

I think it was a 9mm. I'm not

too good at these things, so...

Maybe when you get back you can

tell somebody about it, okay?

Let the cops decide

if it's important or not.

You keep shaking that bush

so we know you're there.

Keep shaking

that bush, Luke!

What is this idiot

talking about?

I say we let Nick keep

pitching his stories,

let him dig

his own grave.

This isn't Honolulu, and he's not

some soft-boy screenplay writer.

What? You actually

buy this Jedi sh*t?

Gets his skull opened by a

landmine and just walks it off?

He's trying to

impress me.

Me, because he thinks that I'm

gonna make a movie about his life.

Everything becomes

exaggerated and overblown.

Trust me. I know a

narcissist when I see one.

This guy, amateur hour.

Screenwriter.

I don't know. If half

his stories are true...

Look.

I know exactly what he is.

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