Double Take Page #5

- Let me show you how it's done.

- Please take the stage.

Tag, I'm it.

Let me show you how I used to do it...

before I joined the Bureau.

See, we used to take it up

like that there, nice and easy.

Then we... huh, huh, huh...

bring it around like that.

- Ohhh.

- Then we'd... huh... bring it.

Drop it like it's hot.

Tick, tick, tick, tick,

tick, tick, tick, tick...

tick, tick, tick.

Take it back to Beat Street, baby.

Look out!

Crazy legs.

You gotta hit it like this

and bring it down like this.

Hey! Hey! Hey, hey, hey!

Ah, hell, no! Come back here!

- I'm gonna whoop your ass!

- Bye-bye, biatch!

I'm gonna kill him.

Let's walk, girl.

You got four legs. You walk. Sh*t.

Come on.

Double-time, double-time.

Just follow the stairway

To this lonely world of mine

Somebody's here. All right, bye.

- Hi.

- Hi. May I help you?

- Yeah. Just checking in.

- Okay.

- Um, reservation?

- No.

- Cash or... cash.

- Yeah.

Twenty, forty, sixty.

Look, I don't mean to be rude,

but what is that smell?

- That smell is the wave of the future.

- This sh*t smell?

- Emu.

- Oh, that's what those birds are.

- Those are... Those are emu.

- 98% fat-free.

All your protein and nutrients with the

savory flavor of chicken and steak combined...

all in one easily farmable bird.

Well, I tell ya, that sounds nutritious.

Good luck with that.

- Can I get a key?

- Key.

Thank you.

Take it easy.

Tiffany? Tiffany.

Damn, if I were him, I'd have shot the

son of a b*tch that took that picture.

Have you bumped your head?

Hey, little darlin'.

Our ship has just come in.

- Uh, yeah?

- Hey, McCready, this is Daryl.

- Daryl Chase.- Mr. Chase,

where in the hell are you?

I'm at an emu ranch in, um...

- Sh*t. Where am I? "Rancito. "

- You mean, Texas?

Yes, Texas. I was trying to get

into Mexico tosee you.

I almost got killed at the border.

They thought I was Freddy Tiffany. By the

way, this guy keeps showing up everywhere.

- How the hell does he keep finding me?

- I told you to stay away from Tiffany.

I'm trying to stay away from Tiffany. I just

told you he keeps showing up everywhere I go.

Plus, he claims you're at the centre

of some drug trafficking scheme.

Of course I'm at the centre

of it. I'm with the CIA.

Right now I'm watching a bunch of drug

smugglers load up a plane full of cocaine.

They think I'm their friend.

That's what I do.

I watch the bad guys.

Stop listening to a murderer.

Listen, your murderer

thinks he's with the FBI.

- He was kicked out of the Bureau two years ago.

- Whoa, whoa, whoa!

- He really was with the FBI?

- He's out on a 5150. A mental.

You are with a class-A psychopath.

Mr. Chase, stay put. We're coming to rescue

you and take Mr. Tiffany into custody.

- Don't move.

- I don't believe this.

Fine. Hey, McCready. McCready?

- Hello? Daryl.

- Chloe?

- Daryl, Jesus! Where the hell are you?

- I don't have time to explain that

right now. You all right?

- Miss Kent, remember what I said.

- No. I got a million cops asking me questions, Daryl.

I don't know if you're alive.

I don't know if you're dead. I don't know

what's happening to our lives.

- Okay, partner, we're in business.

- You guys wanted lunch?

- Whoa, ho, ho. We almost got this.

- I got the prefix.

Look. Does the word Pentium

mean anything to either one of you?

Will you get this away from the equipment,

please? Take it away from the equipment.

- Is Martinez still there with you?

- Yeah.

- Don't stay on the phone too long.

- Chloe, I know all this doesn't

make sense to you right now.

- But I promise you, it's all

gonna be fine. - Stay on the line.

- Stay on the line. Don't hang up.

- Daryl, I'm scared.

- You better hang up the phone.

- Quiet, quiet, quiet! Okay, I got the fourth digit.

I promise, it's all

gonna work out fine.

- Stay on the line. Stay on the line.

- You better hang up.

- Stay on the line.

- Baby, I love you.

- Five digits! - I love

you too. - Hang it up.

- Six digits. - Now.

- One more thing.

Hang up the damn phone!

You know, you like a piece of faeces

with peanuts... a pain in my ass.

- I see you brought your little

white girlfriend with you. - Shut up!

Probably been on the phone

with McCready, huh?

Probably told you I was on a 5150.

Mm-mmm.

It's a 1718.

I don't even know what that is.

You know what that is? What is it?

- A button?

- No. It's a transmitter.

- What is it? What is it?

- A pager.

No. This is a tracking device.

That's how I knew where you were

every time you made a move!

Why do you think I had us change

clothes at Penn Station...

under the auspices

of being a criminal, mister?

And the dog... Oh, the dog is the centre

of this entire investigation.

Oh, yeah.

You didn't know that, did you?

- No. I was under the auspices that

it was a tracking device. - Shut up.

Get up. You coming with me. Get up!

Ooh, ooh, I'm sorry. You may want

to hold on to that tracking device.

That's all right.

I can throw a bullet at you.

Don't you go nowhere.

You wait right there.

Baby, you keep guard, all right? Hey, wait

a minute, fool! Come here! Hold on, mister!

I threw a ring down the toilet

'Cause that's

where our love went

All right. Let me guess.

Somebody tried to kill you.

T.J. McCready miraculously

shows up and shoots him.

- Yep. That's it.

- That's the oldest trick in the book, man.

At the Bureau,

we call it the double take.

If you'd have looked twice,

you'd have seen what really happened.

- So that didn't really happen?

- Nah. It's all smoke and mirrors.

See, Thomas Chela is Minty Gutierrez.

They're one in the same.

The Gutierrez drug cartel ring a bell?

He's the guy with the glass eye...

floatin' all over his sh*t, kind of got

that Sammy Davis thing happening, man.

Hey, wait a minute. You mean

Don Carlos Cola is a drug front?

Exactly. Governor Quintana was working

with the United States Government.

I get the drop that somebody's

tryin' to assassinate him...

get there a couple of minutes late,

get caught on camera inside his house.

Thus the dilemma I find myself in

at this particular junction.

- Man, you didn't even do this then.

- Hell, no. I didn't murder nobody, unfortunately.

Governor Quintana, he was trying to slow

the drug flow into the United States.

I mean,

how good is that for the kids?

- That's some serious sh*t, Freddy.

- Yeah. No sh*t.

- You're being framed.

- Exactly.

By the same people

that are trying to frame you.

- You FBI. You can go talk to them. They can clear me.

They can clear you.- No, no, no, no.

This is my point exactly. The FBI

has no jurisdiction in Mexico.

I'm not even supposed to be playin'

right now. This is some rogue sh*t.

- You lookin' at a rogue.

- Fred, I had... I had no idea.

- You a rogue.

- A rogue.

- Rogue.

- Don't patronize me, man.

I'm sorry. My bad.

You just a big rogue.

I won't p-patronize you, you big rogue.

- All right. See you later, rogue.

- Man, you might want to listen...

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