Eddie Macon's Run Page #5

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What are you doing?

Hi!

Where did you go?

What if somebody saw you?

Nobody's out looking for me.

My clothes were a mess.

And you look like somebody just dunk you up.

You ought to look respectable when you

crosse the border tomorrow, right?

So I just picked you up a few things.

Figured you for a large shirt.

32 inch waist.

I wasn't sure about the kind of underwear

but I think boxer shorts are kind of sexy.

How long was I asleep?

Hours.

Hours?

I don't even remember getting undressed.

I undressed you.

Don't worry.

I didn't take anything.

Thank you.

It's fun shopping for a man again.

Looks good.

It's nice getting something that

hasn't been searched by the guards first.

Is that what it's like in prison.

You don't want to know about that.

I do.

Okay then.

Tell me about your dreams.

Oh, they're just fairytales mostly.

About being free or...

running through a field.

Or even swimming bare ass

in a pond like I used to.

Sometimes when I close my eyes...

I even dream that I'm flying.

Yeah I dream that I can just...

spread my wings out and fly

away like in those old...

corny Christmas songs.

Did you dream about anything else?

You mean like being alone in a

hotel room with a beautiful woman?

Something like that.

Jilly.

You are the most beautiful

woman I've ever seen.

But.

You love your wife.

Yeah, I do.

You're in love.

I wished I cared

about someone that much.

Is something wrong, mama?

Nothing honey, it's okay.

Go back to sleep.

Morning chief, George Marshall.

I'm from the Governor's office.

I don't want to take up

too much of your time...

Not at all Mr. Marshall, I'm

paid by Big Sam, you know.

I appreciate that.

The Governor wants me to locate

his niece this morning, it's a...

matter of some...

personal importance.

She is living over the Hilton.

Yeah been there but she's not in.

Any suggestions?

Suppose we put out an APB on her.

Good idea much obliged.

No need to contact her,

it's a kind of surprise.

Or you just find her car, it's

a white Mercedes. I know.

Sam 7.

Right.

I'll be on the outside check back in an hour.

Thanks a bunch for your help.

This is crazy.

I mean sitting here in a public restaurant.

You're safe in here.

It's out there you've got problems.

I think they're watching

for you at the border.

Oh maybe for Eddie Macon but not for Mr.

Edward J. Lansing from Ontario.

That's what those papers in

the safe deposit box are for.

Well, you have thought of

everything, didn't you?

Well I never figured I meet you.

Where is your wife gonna pick you up?

She's gonna meet me on the

border bridge at noon...

and if I don't get there by then,

it means I'm either caught or dead.

What about the Mexican police?

They catch you.

Won't they send you back?

No, I don't think I'm

important enough for them.

Once I get to Mexico

I will be home free.

Viva Mexico.

Viva Mexico

And thank you Miss Jilly Buck.

Any time.

PD, PD 9.

Go ahead, PD 9.

There is the Sam 7 Mercedes at

the La Posada Hotel parking lot.

Roger that and copy.

Any further instructions?

No APB system or contact.

Games is over.

You lose.

Don't do it.

Those cowboys will

take you dead or alive.

Nice to meet you Ms. Buck.

My name is Marzack.

She's not part of this.

Is that so?

I forced her to bring me here.

Yeah.

She looks like an innocent girl.

Sit down.

Sit down!

I had it all figured

out every inch of the way.

Not like those cowboys

running around playing games.

I waited for you to send me a postcard.

First you hitched a ride on a stock trailer.

Right?

Right.

Then you picked up a little care package...

in the Frio River.

And boogie woogied across the desert.

Then came the fun part.

The Potts brothers family circus.

You did a job on those boys too.

I guess you did learn

something 3 years in stern, didn't you.

I would had you yesterday if it

wasn't for Ms. Buck's taxi service.

You should have just kept on going.

Stopping off for a piece of ass.

Bad idea.

Cause now...

your ass is mine.

Well then I think you

better just kill me right now.

Because there is no way

I'm going back with you.

No?

- No

I've done too much

time already for nothing.

You're breaking my heart.

You lose Marzack.

I beat you.

Oh yeah?

- Yeah.

I made it out and I'm staying out.

So why don't you go ahead and pull

that damn trigger and get it over with.

You're through.

Go on do it, go on!

Don't!

Let's get out of here.

Hey wait, I need my papers.

Put your hands down, I need

my safety deposit box.

Yes, Sir, your key.

What? For the box it requires two keys.

Give him the keys.

Come on, move it!

That must be his car, he's

got us parked in, damn it!

Son of a b*tch!

Sh*t, the gate is closed!

Where is he?

We need to get our of here!

I'm going through the gate, hold on!

Stop the car.

Now, wait here.

You had your chance.

You should have killed me.

You're too soft, Eddie. Yeah.

I had you figured out from A to Z.

Right?

I asked you a question.

Am I right?

Yeah, you had me figured Marzack.

Right Marzack.

Not some sh*t kicking cowboy.

I did my homework.

Didn't I?

Yeah, you're a goddamn genius.

You're damn right I am.

Get the hell out of here!

What?

Go on!

Beat It!

Wait a minute!

Here.

Now move your ass God damn it!

Go on!

And release that

hostage at the border.

Getting too old for this sh*t.

Sorry about your car.

It's just a car.

I guess what I'm trying to say is that...

Don't do this.

Just a slow Wednesday, right?

Yeah.

You better go.

You sure are something Jilly Buck.

You sure are something.

Bye, Eddie Macon.

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