Desperate Measures Page #5

They'll come and get you.

I'm sorry.

I'm sorry about the--

Kid, if I could|have done that for you--

- What the hell did you do that for?|- My dad's coming, and you've got a gun.

We do have the same genes.

No, we don't!

Compatible.

Definitely compatible.

Dad, I'm in here!

Open the door!

- You okay?|- Yeah.

- What?|- He went through there.

- Which way?|- To the left.

Go back to the elevator|and call out.

He's tired.|You can get him.

We'll need every car.|The sun will be up in 15 minutes.

If we don't find him now,|he'll get lost in the rush hour traffic.

Over here.

What's the problem?

Know who he is?|Here's his license.

- I'm on the job. This man have a car?|- He had a pickup.

Let me have that l.D.|I need to use your radio.

That's my car!

Assault suspect possibly driving|'89 blue Ford pickup...

California license plate,|3-Henry-6-0-6-Zebra-3.

A minute of sleep

Worrying about the way things|might have been

Big wheel keep on turning

Proud Mary keep on burning|Rolling

5-Boy-22.

I have the blue '89 Ford pickup|eastbound on Van Ness.

Twenty-two, are you following|the vehicle? Come in.

Twenty-two,|are you following the vehicle?

Negative.|Now southbound on 101.

Come on, come on.

5-Boy-22, you said you had a blue Ford|pickup going south on the 101?

- Negative. I said northbound, didn't l?|- Sh*t, five miles.

S. F.P.D. What are you doing|in the East Bay, Officer?

- This is 5-Boy-22.|- Go ahead.

I need to speak to the bridge operator|at the Kakawanis Straits Bridge now.

That must go through the office.

This is Captain Cassidy speaking.|I have an emergency situation.

I need to speak directly|to the bridge operator now!

Get the f*** off me, Frank.

When do you want it?

In a couple of minutes.|I'll let you know.

Sh*t!

Okay. He's 45 seconds away.|Hit the bars when you see him.

Somebody's giving orders to|the Bridge Authority using your name.

Copy. Let's take a look.

Raise it.

That's close enough, Frank.|Nice little trick.

You're persistent.

I'm motivated.

- You got any other deals for me?|- Redemption?

If you can't eat it, drink it,|f*** it or fire it, I ain't interested.

You're coming back with me|just the same.

I don't think so.|You got friends coming.

It's McCabe and--

Connor! Don't shoot yet!

- I'm sorry.|- Hold your fire!

Don't move. Stay protected.

If I stay, I end up back in that box.|That is not acceptable.

We're losing oil pressure.|We've got to land.

Best of luck.

Frank, I'm going.

No, you're not!

- Let me give you a hand.|- Get the gurney. Move it!

- Frank, you'll answer for this.|- Whatever. I'm going with him. Move!

Let's go. Get him in.

Inside right now!|I gotta keep him alive.

Get out of here.

What?

- I don't think I can--|- Yes, you can and you will.

You're going to live|as long as it takes.

Tell me I'm right.|Am I right, Pete?

Tell me, Pete.

Guys, we got a saturated mess in here.|How much more do you need?

How many cc's do you have?

We have 220.

We've got enough.

Pete, you did it.

It's going well.

He going to make it?

He's stable.

Guard?

What?

He needs to rest.

What?

- How's the little boy?|- What?

How's Matthew Connor?

I hear he's doing good.

His body seems to be accepting|the transplant.

They're happy up there.

Good.

I guess I can go now.

You're a tough bastard, McCabe.|You'll make it.

What kind of car do you have?

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