Chasers Page #4

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like that...

...it didn't make me a model prisoner.

They just kept tagging stuff on me.

l wasn't even there when he died.

Growing boy's gotta eat his beans.

Thank you.

Then they climbed suddenly and dived.

Surprise strafiing attack

on the enemy's air's trip.

Smokey is like a super quarter back

on a super football team.

He is in constant touch

with our entire air group.

As our first fighters race in toward

Marcus Island, they stay low...

...hoping to escape detection

by the enemy's radar.

Stig speaking.

Stig, it's Mr. Devane.

l got hung up on business.

l'll be in tomorrow to pick up my car.

You want another car?

l want my car.

l'll be in tomorrow.

There's a problem with the car?

What car?

What? Your car.

The one your associate picked up.

-What?

Mr.-- What was his name?

Mr. Howard picked up your car.

-Mr. Howard?

-Yeah.

Wait a minute.

Should l call the police?

No, that's okay. l know Mr. Howard.

Good, because he had all

the documents.

That motherf***er.

Stig, what's my car phone number?

Let me look in the file.

lt's 803-655-9746.

Thank you.

Expensive car.

l hope he finds his car.

Howard here.

Where are you?

Where are you?

l'm in a toilet.

l'm in a car.

lt's funny.

-I don't have any hives.

-That's very good, Howard.

Look, we had a few sales l didn't

have time to tell you about.

The car you're in and the money

in my desk was gonna be a surprise.

A surprise.

I was surprised.

Good. That's very good, Howard.

Howard, slow down...

...and turn the f*** around.

I don't want to get caught.

But it's okay. Don't worry.

l got everything together.

l hid everything--

Okay, take the car out of my share.

What share?

You don't have any share.

You tried to scam the Navy out

of 1 50 grand without telling me.

Who else are you scamming?

You tried to scam me.

-Listen to me, you son of a b*tch!

-I've got a joke for you.

lf you get this right...

...l'll turn around.

Pull yourself together.

How do you communicate with a fish?

Howard.

That's wrong! That's wrong!

Get back here, you son of a b*tch.

No more hives.

The mobile customer is away from the

phone or is beyond the service area.

Please try your call later.

Goddamn it.

Celebrating your last night out

the Navy?

Something like that.

Come on in.

Somebody's always doing somebody

wrong on that radio.

Cheer up. At least you're

not going to jail.

Right.

What's on your mind?

l was ready to explode...

...when you were on my lap.

ls this the sweet-talking stage?

-You kill me.

-You turn me on.

You're wild.

l'm ready.

Don't go anywhere.

What're you doing?!

Howdy, ma'am.

-What about your bike?

-F*** the bike, just go!

Yes, ma'am.

-Where is she?

-You're gonna kill me.

You didn't.

l did.

Geez! l ought to-- Get dressed!

l must say...

-...l'm very curious.

-Don't be.

lnteresting dress.

Professional curiosity.

l'm in the fashion business.

Lazlo Durkin's my name.

My pals...

...they call me Doggie.

Great.

-That'll be $86.97, please.

-Move it.

-l don't have no three cents.

-lKeep it.

Thank you very much.

Don't you want to know what

was the matter with it?

Feminine hygiene products.

What?

Tampons in your tank.

lt's not that what you're

wearing is not nice...

...because l think it's tremendous.

But l have a dress or two

in my trunk...

...that would look dynamite on you.

And you're welcome to one

if you want.

l'd like that.

l tell you what, Doggie...

...why don't we pull off over here?

-How about right here?

-Great.

Make it someplace nice and private.

Then pick one out for me.

Well, okay!

Oh, my God!

l have some...

...lace ladies' things...

...that you might want to try on too?

Sounds good.

Oh! This is Doggie's day.

l gotta admit...

...she's good.

Played you like a fiddle.

Came on to me at the start

of this detail.

Hot damn!

lKnow what l want you to do first?

l want you to hop into

a leopard-skin miniskirt.

Why don't we start with the lingerie?

-You are a wild one!

-Yes, l am.

You know something?

l got some crotchless panties...

...that are so lovely.

They'd look so good on you.

l am losing my professional touch.

You hurry back, now.

Yes, ma'am. Yes, ma'am!

You hold still. Don't get

too excited without me, now.

Hey, come back here!

You come back here!

You come on back here!

Oh, my God!

Stop hitting my van!

Watch it!

Turn the wheel!

Hit the brake!

Son of a b*tch!

Geez, whatever you do, don't

f***ing move! Don't f***ing move!

Who the f***'s moving?!

What the hell now?

Holy sh*t.

-l told you not to move!

-l didn't move!

Won't start.

Put it in park.

Won't move!

Put it in R!

Hi, boys! You okay?

Don't!

Rock!

Johnson, pull over now!

No!

Pull over Johnson!

Chief, come on! Chief!

Pull over, Toni!

Toni, pull over!

No running! Do you hear me?

No running!

-Eddie, let me go!

-Hold her, Devane!

Damn it, you're through! Get up!

What's that? Another escape attempt?

ls that it?

-No, lt's mine!

-Give me that!

Give me it!

Funeral register.

-You're not allowed here. Come on!

-Fore!

Get out of here!

Come on, get out of here.

Go on! You're gonna get hit!

Turn it!

The other way, you idiot!

-You didn't say which way!

-l'm telling you now!

Harder! Enough!

Would you make up your mind?

-Go over onto your side.

-Be glad to.

Put on your belt.

Back to that again?

-l gave you an order!

-l heard.

-The belt, Devane!

-F*** the belt!

You heard me.

l said, f*** the belt, chief!

-What's your problem?

-You are.

Do something about it.

l just want to warn you...

...l got seven years karate.

Twenty years bar fighting.

This is a bad f***ing dream.

And l'm gonna be your worst nightmare.

Now, get in that van!

Come on, Devane.

Come on, pop!

Get up!

Pit stop.

Can l get you a drink?

How about a Bud, gorgeous?

Shouldn't let a man drink alone.

Sh*t.

Mind if l join you?

lt's a free country.

l gotta hand it to you....

Thank you.

Likewise.

That was sincerity.

Got a different spin on it.

ls that what that was?

What's that supposed to mean?

Drop him a line.

What?

That's how you communicate

with a fish.

That's right.

l heard it all.

More than l wanted to,

let me tell you.

What are you gonna do?

Do?

lf it's a question of blackmail....

ls that what you think of me?

Hell, you could turn me in.

Oh, God.

You must think l'm

a real cold-hearted b*tch.

Well, you don't know

anything about me.

The fact is, you belong where l am

more than l do.

l know.

Somebody fart?

Finally made it.

What happened to you two?

Well, you'd never believe it, but...

...we stopped for gas...

...some Marines started spouting off

about the Navy...

...and me and Devane had to

straighten them out.

Outstanding.

You're learning.

Any trouble with her?

No.

-A model prisoner.

-l'll note it in her report.

You've been rescheduled to fly out

of Charleston tomorrow at 0800.

Arrive San Diego in the afternoon

to start your sentence.

Any questions?

l got her now, boys.

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