Carjacked Page #6

at me, Lorraine.

I'm gonna blow

your f***ing head off!

Oh God.

Lorraine.

Let's go get that money.

What money?

The money at the sugar mill!

Lorraine, let me explain, all right?

Maybe if you just listen to me.

Argh!

- God damn it.

- Forgive my outburst,

but I have a problem

dealing with ambiguity.

That means no maybes, shoulds

or I-think-sos.

Get it?

- Do you?

- Yes!

Now get in the f***ing car.

All right.

It's good to get angry, Roy.

Drive!

Get out.

Where's the money?

This way.

Relax.

You want to f*** with me?

Is that what you want to do?

F*** you.

Yes.

I want my f***ing money.

You've got to be

f***ing kidding me.

Stop, Roy.

Just stop.

What are you gonna do, Lorraine?

Are you gonna run me over, honey?

Give me my f***ing money!

Come and get it.

F***.

Show me your hands!

Get out of the car.

What happened?

There was" there was a man.

Shots fired.

Requesting immediate...

Roy, let's stop this, okay?

You want to keep playing

with me, huh?

- Is that what you want?

- No.

No.

What are you looking at, huh?

Are you looking at his gun?

What are you gonna do?

Are you gonna go for it?

Why don't you try?

You're not that far.

Look, I'll make it

easier for you.

Did that feel good?

Now you're even closer, aren't you?

What, are you a foot,

maybe two feet away?

You can make that.

Come on, honey, you can do it.

You can make that.

You know what?

F*** it.

I guess Mexico is out, huh?

On the matter of

the custody of Chad,

I find that Mr. Burton has not shown

any convincing evidence

as to the child neglect

on the part of Mrs. Burton.

- Therefore she will retain custody.

- But Your Honor, you don't...

And frankly, Mr. Burton,

considering your recent legal troubles,

I am amazed

that you had the chutzpah

to even bring these charges.

But I must commend you

on getting a good job

so soon after your

court martial.

And you can share your good fortune

by paying Mrs. Burton

$400 a month in child support.

$400? She just got

a $20,000 reward

for that bank robber

she supposedly caught.

She ought to be paying me.

I can make it $500 if you like.

Is there anything

you'd like to add, Mrs. Burton?

Yes. Thank you, Your Honor.

I'll be going by my maiden name now...

Miss Serrano.

Right you are, Miss Serrano.

Good luck to you.

Court is adjourned.

Mommy!

Hi, buddy. Hi.

Love you so much.

- Oh, be careful.

- Who's ready for some pizza?

Hey, Mom.

Can it be real pizza?

Oh, I think you can have

all the real pizza you want.

Why do you say that?

I dropped one of my

earrings down

near the end of your bed

this morning.

It would have rolled

right underneath

if that big duffle bag

hadn't been there.

What about ice cream?

You want ice cream

instead of pizza?

No, ice cream and pizza.

- How about ice cream pizza?

- And root beer.

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