Heat Page #7
- R
- Year:
- 1995
- 170 min
- 10,691 Views
at the Airport Marquis...
...under the name Jamieson.
He's there now. I want you to get that
to bail bondsmen, bookies...
...assignment officers
and snitches in County.
Anyone you can think of who'll put it
on the street. Deploy a team at the hotel...
...and personally check their coms
every 30 minutes.
Because maybe Neil will go for him.
How're you feeling?
Hang up, but I'll live.
He's here.
Neil is still here.
I can feel it.
For how long?
Seven, eight hours, max.
What did you do?
That was you?
I don't sell metal.
Would have been okay, you fly out after.
Now it's jammed.
We gotta go together.
Those other people were with you?
My friend, Michael...
...he knew the risks.
When it rains, you get wet.
Get packed.
Why did you do this to me?
It'll be all right.
Do you understand?
It's going to be all right.
There's a Camaro at this address,
Level D, Slot 18.
Here's some cash.
When is it over?
Twenty-two hours from now.
-Then we get out of here clean.
-When will you let me leave?
Go now.
You want out? There's the door.
Will you let me leave later?
It will be different.
Do you even understand?
It's ready.
This is my friend Ralph.
You didn't tell me you were--
Oh, my God!
Where's Lauren?
She's at Lisa-Beth's.
This has nothing to do with me. I'm sorry.
What are you sorry about?
Sit down.
Don't you even get angry?
I'm angry.
I'm very angry, Ralph.
You can ball my wife if she wants you to.
You can lounge around here on her sofa.
In her ex-husband's...
...dead-tech, post-modernistic,
bullshit house...
...if you want to.
But you do not get to watch...
...my f***ing...
...television set!
For God's sake.
Put the television set down.
-I never cheated on you, b*tch.
-Maybe you should have.
-I should have?
-You're a party to this.
I made Ralph f*** you
because it makes me feel good.
Our situation is absurd.
Shut up, Ralph! Sit down!
Why is it that I have to figure things out
and explain them to you?
I say what I mean, and I do what I say.
How admirable.
-You bet.
-Except none of it's about us.
No.
I may be stoned on grass and Prozac but...
...you walk through our life dead.
Now I have to demean myself with Ralph
just to get closure with you.
Passports, traveler's checks, plastic.
The plane...
...charter terminal, LAX, Hangar 17.
Call letters are 1011 Sierra.
Touches down...
...holds for you five minutes, then splits.
The plane will stand an FAA check.
Filed a flight plan, the works.
Where's Chris?
He's gone.
What?
Said he's going on his own.
Went to find Charlene.
-Did you bring him here?
-Yeah, I did.
What happened?
It's a free country.
Check in with me at 9:00...
...everything is still cool.
All right.
I don't know what I'm doing anymore.
I know life is short.
Whatever time you get is luck.
You want to walk?
You walk right now...
...all on your own.
On your own you choose to come with me.
All I know is...
...there's no point in me
going anywhere anymore...
...if it's going to be alone...
...without you.
I got a live one.
I'll hold.
Show yourself.
-Do it.
-Shut up!
Now, just one second at the window...
...and it's all over.
Hey, man...
...you know any place to rent around here?
It's not him.
It's not Chris.
Unit 2, this is Command.
Take him at the street.
Check him out.
He's John Peterson.
Valid ID. Car's registered to...
...Bukowski, Gene.
Ran it to DMV.
It's clean.
Let him go.
Roger.
Thank you. Have a good evening.
It's no-go.
Would you like a cup of coffee
while we wait?
Yeah, that would be nice.
What do you got?
Nothing's happening.
Hello, it's Vincent.
What do you got?
Nothing's going on. Waingro went for ice.
That's it.
You know what?
Neil is gone.
Flying like a bird.
How do you know?
We still got bait!
-Maybe some time!
-What do we got?
What do we got?
Bon voyage, motherf***er.
You were good.
I'm going to the hotel.
I'm going to take a shower...
...and I'm going to sleep for a month.
Here.
Come on.
Sh*t.
Motherfucking waste.
A**holes shoot themselves all f***ing day.
Not you, baby.
Not you.
Where would she be? Her name is Lauren.
Lauren Gustafson,
and she's supposed to be here.
I need somebody to help....
I got you.
You'll be all right, I swear. It's okay, baby.
Let's get a doctor!
Let's go! A doctor here!
-There's your mama.
-Let's just calm down.
-Is she on any drugs?
-I'm calm. No.
Get a trauma surgeon
and a vascular surgeon.
I think she cut both arteries.
I could hardly feel her pulse.
Her pressure's down.
So is the respiration.
You have to intubate her.
It's ready.
When's the last time anybody saw her?
I don't know.
Where did you find her?
The bathtub.
Give her large-bore normal saline.
Keep pressure on those bleeders.
Give me two units, O-negative.
Let's type and cross her for six.
Where is respiratory? We need more help.
Get them down now.
Let's have X-ray ready
for post-intubation chest X-ray.
Your daughter's out of surgery
and she's in the recovery room.
in a few moments.
She's okay?
She's doing good.
She'll be okay.
She's going to be okay.
Oh, my baby.
Why did she do this to herself?
Look what she did.
Look what she did to herself.
It's all right. It's going to be all right.
I'm here. I ain't going anywhere.
Do you understand?
I ain't going anywhere.
It's me.
Plane's in the air now.
You're right on time.
I still can't find a driver...
...so that's in the trust.
One other thing...
...I gotta tell you.
The guy you want is in the Marquis
under Jamieson, if you still give a sh*t...
...which I figure you wouldn't.
You figured right.
So, so long, brother.
You take it easy.
You're home free.
Take it easy.
What is it?
Nothing.
Home free.
I gotta take care of something.
Is there time?
There's time.
I'll be right back. Just leave her running.
Registration.
This is room service.
A Jamieson ordered a BLT, and they
screwed up his room number. What is it?
-I know.
1735.
Thank you.
Your attention, please.
We are currently experiencing a fire alarm.
Do not panic.
Do not take the elevators.
I'm staying here.
I'll check the stairs.
If there's smoke, I'll pull you out.
What about her dad? Should I call him?
He's somewhere in the Sierras.
And she chose you.
She picked your place.
It's not right, what happened to her.
No, it's not.
Is there any way that...
...it could work out between us?
I wish I could say yes, you know.
But...
...in the end....
It's like you said:
All I am...
...is what I'm going after.
I'm not what you want, Justine.
Go on, if you have to.
I'll stay.
I'm okay. I can handle this.
Just be careful.
Call me here. Let me know you're okay.
Okay?
Security. There's a fire on three.
We have to evacuate all floors.
I can't leave here.
Why don't we just talk
about this a bit, brother?
He's here on 17.
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