Free Money Page #7

Wait.

It's getting better.

Aah!

Good punch.

Ready to die?

Larry:

Dyerson, you're next.

I'll shoot you

like I did him.

Lauter, bring him on up

here, I need to talk to him.

Lauter? Shove

Dyerson in here

and go downstairs

and do a headcount.

Do it now!

And close that

dad-gum door,

it's gettin' a little

chilly in here.

Come on, he wants

that headcount.

Sir.

Bud... Bud!

Larry!

Bud!

Bud!

Larry!

Oh, my god!

Bud. Bud, I shot

that big scarred guy

and I think

I killed him.

I shot that guy. It's ok.

Don't crack.

I won't. Don't fall apart

on me now. Not now!

Shut the f*** up!

Headcount.

Ok, shh, they're

taking the headcount.

Everybody's busy,

it's perfect.

Now's our chance, let's go.

Bud! What about

the Swede?

Well, lauter

finishes the headcount

and he comes back up here.

And?

And finds a

bashed-in Swede.

No, I just hit him with

the microphone a lot.

And we'll only be

a mile down the road.

You got a point.

I do?

Long!

Frank!

Let's see.

All right...

Catch him!

Catch him!

Get him!

Swede, go back in!

Take it easy.

Load him up.

Load him up? Ok.

There we go...

Sir, he's got

the headcount for...

Two unaccounted for.

Inmate bud Dyerson,

kitchen staff

Larry Lundstrom.

Warden's gone, too?

I better go

and check downstairs.

I better go check

downstairs.

Hey, you! Was that

the Swede in the truck?

I think so, sir.

Something's wrong here.

Get out of my way!

We made it. Hah!

We made it, Larry!

Good job. Good work.

All right!

Larry? Larry,

what are you doing?

What are you doing?

Larry!

What are you doing?!

Larry...

Uh...

Oh, no, no, no,

no, no, no.

Not here.

Come on.

Those scheming

sons of b*tches!

Son of a b*tch.

Earl! Come in!

Earl, do you read me?

It's lauter!

There's been a prison break,

for Christ's sake!

They stole the Swede

and his truck to do it!

I'll be there.

I'm on their tail

for Christ's sake!

I need backup!

What's he doing,

Larry?

He's weaving like us.

I think I'm gonna be sick again.

No, no, no!

See if you can cut 'em off

at wander road.

Move your ass!

I've got the pooch, lauter.

We're gonna take

a left up here. Right.

No, left!

Right! Hold on!

Ugh!

Lauter's coming

across that field, bud.

I can see him!

Bud,

where are you going?

This way!

Where?

I don't know!

Hang on, Larry!

Err!

Where's the road?

I'm gonna get you

sons of b*tches!

Oh, jeez!

Aah!

Ah!

Oh, sh*t!

- Oh!

- Whoo!

Aah!

Bump, Larry... bump!

Larry, bump!

Larry, bump!

Ow, ow, ow!

Aah!

Where did you put

the money, Larry?

Go up this way.

Where?!

Go this way!

Where's Larry?

Aah!

Earl.

Where are you, lauter?

I'm currently stuck

in Jake's sandpit,

and they're headed east

just past the landfill.

I know that dump.

Go that way.

The garage is up there,

where I put the money.

Ok. All right,

good work, Larry.

Thank you.

Right there. The garage

is over there.

I got it. I got it.

Right there.

I put it right

over there last night,

and the money's

in that barrel.

Yes! Good work, Larry.

Good job.

Let's get out of here.

Wa... wait. What do we

do about the Swede?

We'll find something

to tie him up with.

We'll leave him here.

Go check on him.

Might be time for another

conk on the head, you know?

Yoo-hoo.

Ha ha! Guess who's

back in town.

Santa claus.

Yeah. You know,

I don't feel too good.

Somehow, you know,

my head hurts.

And somebody gave me

a terrible...

Bang on the head.

Could it... was it one

of you fellows

that did that?

That was Larry.

It wasn't planned.

Larry.

I'll tell you what

we're gonna do.

We're gonna take a ride

in my old truck.

And, uh, you guys

ride in the back

and I'll be

in the front seat.

Where are we going,

Swede?

Maybe we'll go

all the way to hell!

Come on. Come on.

Real slow, now.

Real slow.

Oh, take your

laundry there.

Go on.

That's the stuff.

Now, I want you to

hop in there, uh,

hog snot. Get in

there. Go on.

Take your laundry

with you.

Well, I'm

gonna give you

a multiple choice,

here.

Either you're gonna

get this...

Right through

your schnoz,

or you can go with

the trash chariot.

What's it gonna be?

Lead or trash?

Trash?

Trash chariot.

Trash chariot. Trash

chariot.

Ok, ha ha!

I'll see you in church!

We're gonna get squished!

Ha ha ha!

Oh, sh*t.

Hey!

Ha ha ha.

Hi there!

Warden...

Oh, yeah,

we had a little rumble there.

Yeah, you got

a cut there.

Yeah.

Well, I'm ok now.

Help!

Help!

Are there people

in that truck?

Oh, I wouldn't...

I wouldn't...

Are there people in

that... did you put...

Stop it.

I don't know how to stop it.

Turn the truck off,

warden.

I don't know

how to do that.

Turn it off!

I'm not the garbage man.

Then back away.

Back away.

Ok.

Back away.

Ok.

Whoa!

I'll have to get rid

of this little popper here,

that's it.

You better take your shoe off.

F*** you!

I'll break your

f***ing wrist.

I think there's

a door over there.

You used a bad word.

I'm gonna give you

a little... mm!

Aah! Aah!

Sick old man!

You sick old man!

You know, this is

hurting you a lot more

than it is me, and that's

the way it ought to be.

I want you to go

back home to Washington

and tell all your

muff-diving friends

how we take care

of business out here, huh?

Aah!

Huh?

Right, heh heh.

Ok. Okey-dokey.

Get us

out of here, Larry!

Hey, you dingleberries!

Stop it right

there, warden!

Huh? Ohh.

Are we gonna have to go

through all this sh*t again?

Jeez... f***in'...

Ugh!

I got to sit down.

Ahh... Oh, god.

Oh, boy. Oh, boy.

I think we should

leave this way.

Yeah. Go.

Ok.

Come on. Come on.

You hurt me.

I'm gonna call

an ambulance.

Let's leave in

this truck.

Ok.

Polarski here.

Listen, we need an

ambulance right away

down at Jake's garage.

I'm coming home.

Yes.

What day is it?

It's Friday

the 19th, warden.

I'm mad about my truck.

Yup.

We made it, Larry!

We made it!

We made it,

we're free!

We're free!

We're free!

We are free!

Wow!

Come in, lauter.

Where the hell are

those convicts?

Where did butch

and Sundance go?

Andale, Bolivia!

Ha ha ha!

Let's see what

we got here.

While we're gonna be

in here for a while,

I want you to clean up

everything around here,

it's brown and I don't

like anything brown.

You understand?

Yeah? What do you want?

Inmate Sorenson.

You are out of uniform, sir.

Well, you're out

of line!

What do you think

about that? Hah!

Hey, who are you?

You don't recognize me?

I think I know

who you are.

But, uh...

I don't know,

there's something

about you I don't like.

I'm glad

to hear that, sir.

Yeah.

I'm the new warden.

This is gonna be fun!

Gosh, this must be the nicest

restaurant in

the whole world.

Order a drink,

Larry.

We can afford it.

Where is juanita?

She's got a surprise

for you, Larry.

For me?

Yeah.

Oh, look!

There she is.

Larry, you're about to meet juanita's

sister... vita.

She's pretty.

Mi padre.

Mi padre.

Padre.

Father.

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