Double Take Page #2

How you doin', baby?

Look at you, girl.

I don't care. We could knock

the cobwebs off of it, me and you, girl.

I'm telling ya.

What is up with your eye, G.?

Oh, I get it. That way you can scope

on her without pissing her off.

You know what you need

is some Visine and some Windex.

- Much money as you making, you could

afford a better eye. - Hey, what's up, Daryl?

- Everything cool?

- No, everything is not cool.

The little leprechaun pimp here, and

he is messing up our entire evening.

- Now, get rid of him.

- Who?

Look at...

Hey!

I am so sorry.

- You wanna tell me what the problem is?

- Nothing, all right?

Daryl, I can't believe you were flirting with

his girlfriend or whoever the hell she is.

- Chloe, I wasn't flirting.

- Oh, give me a break, please!

Did you think she was cute?

Was that it? You thought she was cute?

Freeze!

- Sweep it, Martinez. Sweep

it. - We got it! - Sh*t. Chloe.

It's okay, Mr. Chase.

We're the good guys.

Martinez! What do you got?

- All clear!

- Baby, you okay?

- What happened?

- I don't know.

Oh, God, I'm sorry.

Sorry to barge in. Timothy Jarrett McCready,

CIA. This over here is Agent Martinez.

- He's dead.

- Martinez, take care of her.

- Hey! Back off.

- What?

I'm sorry.

Mr. Chase, we need to talk.

Relax. They're with me.

- You wanna tell me what's going on?

- All secure. - You got 'em?

- Mr. Chase and Miss Kent are now in our

protection. Yeah. - Wrap it up.

We'll do.

Clean.

Mr. Chase, we've been working a deep cover

operation in Mexico. It involves drug trafficking...

extortion and the murder of Governor

Eduardo Quintana in Chihuahua.

- Okay, that... What does that

have to do with us? - Yeah.

Have you ever heard

of Don Carlos Cola?

It's a dummy corporation that's a front

for the Gutierrez drug cartel.

They've been laundering money

through this corporation for years.

This morning they made

a $ 106-million deposit to your bank.

Daryl, what's going on?

Have you ever seen these two men?

No. Have you?

- No.

- That is your house guest from tonight.

I gotta assume you're going

somewhere with this.

Those two guys are on

the Gutierrez payroll.

In fact, they've been hanging around

the neighborhood for the last few days.

Wait a minute. That's the guy

that was on stage with me.

Well, now, this a**hole you ought to

arrest. Anything you need, I'll testify.

Yeah, that's Freddy Tiffany.

He's an absolutely crazy man.

- Stay away from him.

- Wait a minute.

- How long have you been following me?

- Protecting you, Mr. Chase.

There are people out there who want you

dead. I'm not gonna let that happen.

But for me to help you,

you gotta trust me.

Daryl.

Look, I gotta get back to Mexico

for a few days and wind this thing up.

Agent Martinez is gonna stay

here and provide protection for both of

you until we get this case solved.

Meanwhile, if anything goes wrong...

anything...

Mr. Chase, you call me.

- Thank you.

- Oh, you're welcome.

Good luck.

Hey, you guys.

- Good morning, Julie. What's going on?

- Hi, Mr. Chase. Shari's been

calling you every few minutes.

- I think there's something really wrong.

- Yeah, I know. She just paged me.

- Is she okay?

- She's hysterical. She couldn't even talk.

And then these two guys

showed up looking for you.

- In my office? - Yeah. They're in

your office with Mr. Allsworth.

- Who are they?

- I have no idea.

- Oh, sh*t.

- Mr. Chase?

- Can I get you more coffee? No? A bagel or...

- Excuse me, please, please. Mr. Chase.

Mr. Chase?

- Step aside! Mr. Chase!

- Move!

Get out of the way!

Get out of the way! Move! Move!

Come on! Move!

Shari, it's me, Daryl.

Shari?

Hey!

I don't wanna see you naked,

but if I have to...

Hang up and call again.

If you'd like to make a call...

Freeze!

Oh! Oh, sh*t. No.

- Well, you did it again.

- Hey, it happens.

- No! No! No! - Come on, guys. How'd the wife...

How'd the wife get in here?

- Hello? Is that you, Daryl?

- Hello? McCready, is that you?

Hell, yeah, it's me. I'm in trouble.

They think I killed two cops.

- Excuse me. Excuse me.

- Yeah, sure. Hold on. My secretary, she is dead.

Those two guys you showed me

the pictures of, they showed up

at my office this morning.

- Look, I'm in trouble.

- Excuse me.

- Woman, woman, step off, all right?

- But you're not using the phone.

I got the phone now. You happy?

Look, the sh*t just hit the fan here.

Get your ass up here

and get me out of this.

Okay. First you gotta

get out of New York.

What are you talking about?

Are you listening to me?

I didn't kill anybody.

I don't wanna leave New York. Stop it!

- You wanna take your

chances with NYPD? - Sh*t.

Look, I'm black. I'm not stupid.

Okay, get your black ass to Mexico

where I can protect you.

Meet me in the town of La Questa.

La Questa. All right.

Listen, Daryl, don't use

your credit card, don't show your ID.

If you do, they'll find you,

they'll kill you.

Just get to Mexico.

Don't look at anybody.

Don't wave at anybody.

Don't talk to anybody.

Yo, b*tch, what up?

What's a uptown nigga like yourself

doin' down here with us common folk?

Figure a b*tch like you

be in a limo, G-five, G-nine.

You know, that kind of sh*t.

You know, me and the Big Apple, baby.

It's like the 1900s.

It's over. It's over, baby.

You know, you one rude Negroid.

Didn't your mother ever tell you to talk to

people when they talk to you? Be sociable.

See, I know what your problem is. Your

father fondled you as a child, didn't he?

See, what you need

is some couch time.

Just sit down

and let it all out.

It happened to me... me and my grandfather.

I remember I was three years old.

- Hey, listen to me. I'm serious.

- It was only when he was on that moonshine.

Please.

Ooh, ooh, ooh.

Hey, hey, hey, baby. Hey, hey, hey. Hey,

baby. It's gonna be all right.

Come here. Daddy love you.

All right, in, baby, yeah.

Get your b*tch ass back in the bag.

Nigga, nigga, nigga.

You got the NYPD "shoot a brother

41 times" after your ass.

- Would you keep your voice down?

- No wonder you're nervous.

- I need to get to Mexico.

- And people in hell need ice water.

A fat woman wanna be skinny.

A midget wanna be tall.

- You wanna be white.

- I'll take that as a yes.

- Come on, man.

- Hey, hey. Watch the clothes, man.

- If you're gonna help me, help me. But just...

- Oh, he need some help.

Well, look here. If you don't

wanna go to thepenitentiary, you might

wanna listen to your new partner.

Okay. Everybody, meet my new partner.

My new partner.

Top of the day. How's it going?

How you doin' there, sir? I'll be

over there in a couple of hours.

Don't worry about it.

We got it all under control.

Hey, hey, smile, man.

You look suspicious.

That's what I'm talkin'

about there too.

Hey, hey, hey, hey.

Loosen up the walk, too, man.

You know what I mean?

Put a little pep in the step.

That's right. That's right.

Take it back to the hood.

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