Beer for My Horses Page #5
Buck, she stayed the night
at my house
and got up sometime
early this morning and left.
You were the last one with her.
- Yeah.
You'd think
if your daughter's
screwing a cop,
at least she'd be safe.
You watch your mouth, Buck.
Rack, you gotta understand
this don't look so good.
You were the last one to see her
before she disappeared.
You ain't sayin'...
- No.
Maybe you shouldn't be
on this case.
I came over here 'cause I'm
lookin' for Annie.
I think you've done enough,
Rack, don't you?
Buck, I'll talk
with the sheriff.
We'll find Annie.
I think it's time
for you to leave.
Jesus Christ.
You don't think
I did this, do you?
Oh, hell no. Levins called.
He thinks it's a problem.
You're not taking me off this.
It's about Annie.
- I understand that.
We'll keep you in the loop.
But you cannot be seen
out there
working on this case.
You understand that?
We'll find her, all right?
Johnny Franks.
He's clean, sheriff.
He was at the Main Street Cafe
all morning.
Talked to Barb and a few locals
who were there.
- Sheriff?
This sounds important.
Sheriff Landry.
Bring my brother
to the center of Market Square
in Santa Luna, Mexico.
Sundown, this Friday.
Once my brother is released,
you'll get the girl.
At one minute later,
if I don't see my brother,
I'll assume
you want me to kill her.
And I will.
Do you understand?
Yeah, I understand.
How do I contact you till then?
Oh, sh*t.
Wait, wait, wait.
Rack. Hold on, Rack.
Hold him. Hold him.
Hold up. Stop.
Where do you think you're going?
- Mexico.
You're not going to Mexico.
This is no
small-town thug here.
This is bigger than us.
They got Annie.
Hey, I don't care
about that right now.
You listen to me.
They could have Annie
right here in this county,
and you wanna go down to Mexico
and do something stupid.
You with me on this?
Yeah.
We'll let you know.
You take the afternoon off.
Cool down.
# I need to see your face #
# Baby, I drove by your place #
# But you're still not there #
# I can't find you anywhere #
# You've got this boy
Crazy in love #
# And if I'm right #
# Yeah, baby, if I'm right #
# You might need a hero
Tonight #
Lonnie.
Lonnie, there's someone
at the door.
Ah. Tell 'em we're not here.
Lonnie, get up.
- Wake up.
Get up.
Damn it, Becky.
- Go answer the door.
It's 3 in the morning.
Who's at the door?
I'm comin'.
Hold on.
Rack?
- Lonnie, let's go.
Go where?
Mexico. I'm gonna go get Annie.
You're not supposed
to be workin' on this case.
Sheriff said.
- You'll need that.
Where's your ammo?
- Bottom drawer.
This is not a good idea.
I'm tellin' you right now.
what you're doing.
Annie's down in Mexico,
scared to death.
I'm not gonna wait on Landry
to come up with a bullshit plan.
Where's the keys to Thunder?
No. We're not taking my truck.
She's not even broke in yet.
Lonnie?
What's going on?
- Hey, Beck.
Lonnie, let's go.
Honey, wait right here.
I'll be right back. I promise.
Rack, why do we gotta
take my truck?
You gonna wear those
to Mexico?
Um. Ahem.
Becky got these for me
for Valentime's Day.
They come with
a matching tank top.
It just looks too ridiculous.
Well, they're real nice.
Let me get my stuff.
Oh, no. You're not bringing
that stupid mutt with us.
Police dog.
I don't believe this.
Oh, Jesus, Skunk!
You scared the sh*t out of me.
Morning, Skunk.
Dead man. That's what I am.
If you two and that Mexican
don't kill me, Becky will.
So did you get everything?
- Yeah.
Why do we gotta
take my truck, anyway?
'Cause they won't be
looking for your truck.
What are we doing?
- First, we're gonna go get Tito.
Great. How we gonna
pull that off?
Well, who's working
the graveyard shift
down at the jail tonight?
Peabody. So what?
So, what happens to Peabody
when he eats too much sugar?
He gets sleepy.
Four bear claws.
- Yeah.
Four clairs,
couple of them cinnamon rolls...
Can I get
two of those chocolatey,
twisty deals
with the sprinkles on top?
I love those. Heh.
Skunk, you...? You want anything?
What? I'm hungry.
Now, what was that
you said you wanted?
Hey, Peabody.
- Oh, hey.
Hey, Lonnie.
What are you doin'
down here this late?
Oh, I was just
in the neighborhood,
and I thought I'd come by
and bring you some donuts,
you know, since it's
your birthday and all.
It ain't my birthday.
Well, then Merry Christmas.
Well, it's March.
- Hell, Peabody.
I brought you donuts. Can't
a fella bring a friend donuts?
Okay, all right.
All right.
Well...
Well? Well, what?
I don't really care much
for bear claws.
Hey, do you have any of them
chocolatey, twisty deals
with the sprinkles on top?
I really love those.
Is he asleep?
Like a big fat baby.
Wake up.
Get your ugly ass up.
Let's go.
Where are we going?
Mexico.
Come on, Junior.
There you go, buddy.
There you go.
Hey, Lonnie.
- Yeah?
Get that windshield. I'm gonna
go and pay for this fuel.
Okay.
Do you want a coffee,
Skunk?
Hi, handsome.
Me?
You like to have
a good time?
Yeah. Heh.
I'm Harveyetta.
I'm Lonnie. Heh.
Who's that dude
in the back seat, huh?
Oh, that's my prisoner.
I'll be your prisoner.
Well,
he's a real prisoner.
He's Tito Garza.
He's Manny Garza's brother.
He's wanted by the FBI.
He's a big drug-warhead fella.
He kidnapped Rack's girlfriend.
Now he's in the store.
They're not like boyfriend
or girlfriend or anything.
They, uh... Uh, we got
till sundown Friday.
We're gonna trade him for Annie.
She lives in Chicago.
Oh. Ha-ha.
Well, that's so...
hot.
So that's, uh,
two coffees and, uh...
Freeze, Snow White!
This is a hold up.
Give me the cash.
What are you looking at,
pilgrim?
Ease up there, Casper.
All right now, nobody moves and
nobody gets hurt, all right?
Now, you open that register
and you give me
Don't give him jack.
We got two coffees...
You wanna get shot?
You got your safety on?
Sorry about that.
Throw that away before somebody
gets hurt.
Um,
it's...
That's, uh...
That's $75 even.
Heh. I'll be damned.
Two coffees
and a fill-up, 75 even.
What are the chances
of that happening?
old girl like me
could hitch a ride
to the next truck stop
with a big, strong lawman
like you?
Well, I reckon we could. I...
I mean, I'm gonna
need to ask Rack.
Nope.
Hey, Rack. Hey, listen, uh,
this is Harveyetta.
She was, uh... She was wantin' to
know if she could catch a ride
to the next truck stop.
Let the hooker go
and get in the truck.
Hooker?
Rack, she ain't a hooker. Heh.
She's a good Christian woman.
She's got
I told you that was
a nice rack necklace.
I mean, a nice, you know.
By God, I believe you're right,
Lonnie.
She is a good Christian woman.
Mm-hm.
- But she's not goin'.
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