Holy Matrimony Page #6

- [Markowski] Pull over. | - Zeke, you shouldn't have told him.

You shouldn't be without me. | You're my wife!

Watch it!

Don't hurt her!

Zeke, hold on!

All right, hand over the money or get | to know the color of the kid's brains.

F.B.I., my ass!

Oh, I'm F.B.I. All right. I'm just not | stupid F.B.I. Hand it over or I get ugly.

Take it!

All right, kid... | get out.

Your tour is over.

Zeke, get back over here!

No! You make me sick.

- Get in the truck. | - I am not going anywhere with you!

I'm not going to sit around here | and argue with you about this.

Just go away!

- Come here. | - What are you... Hey!

- You put me down! | - Do what I tell you.

You're trying | to get us killed. Get in.

- I'm your husband! You have to... | - Get in the truck!

- Get in. Get down! Get down. | - What? What are you doing?

Now!

Go get the money.

Come on!

Come on!

Where are | you taking me?

To the state fair. To get you and this money | out of my life once and for all.

Been nothing but a nightmare. | First we ditch this truck.

- Why? | - Because the F.B.I. Is on us. | We don't have time to drive.

- We're gonna have to fly. | - Doesn't it cost a lot of money?

Who cares? | We've got it.

That is not our money! | We will take a bus.

You are so cheap!

I do not do buses.

I do not do planes!

[Train Whistle Blowing]

[Ezekiel] | It's cold out here.

Better?

Do you think that my brother | was a bad person?

No.

- I just think that he | didn't know how to listen. | - To what?

To that little voice inside that | tells you what's okay and what's not.

Do you hear it?

Sometimes.

It's getting pretty hazy.

It better start coming clearer | 'cause this deal is getting tiring.

- You want to go to sleep? | - No, I don't mean tired like that.

I mean, tired like I'm sick | of pretending all the time.

Here, put this on.

What do | you pretend about?

Well, for one thing, | my name isn't really Havana.

It's not? No?

It's Betsy... | Betsy Iggits.

I thought Havana sounded better: | More glam, more with it.

Kinda one of those | one-name things...

like Madonna and Cher... | Marilyn.

Who's Marilyn?

Who's Marilyn? | Marilyn Monroe?

- Only my hero. | - Why?

Zeke, she was beautiful.

She had fabulous houses | and boats and men...

and cars and furs | and jewels and clothes.

- And everything a girl could want. | - She had a nice family too?

Well, that part | didn't work out so good.

But you said that | she had everything.

And if she didn't have | a nice family...

it sounds like | she had nothing.

It does kinda sound | like that, huh?

I have a nice family. Do you?

I don't know. I guess they're nice. | I don't really think about them.

You don't think about | your family all the time?

No! That's why | I left home.

That's why I left Milwaukee, so I wouldn't | have to think about them or Milwaukee.

Is that what | that Marilyn girl told you to do?

'Cause if so, she's wrong | and you should tell her...

that she should go back home and see | her family before she doesn't have any left.

Okay, Zeke, I told you I'd get you to | the state fair and I have.

- So, if they catch me | they're gonna arrest me. | - No, they won't.

You don't understand. | I helped Peter with that robbery.

You did?

It's a crime. | I'll go to jail.

Remember... face rats? | Not my idea of a good time, either.

No! Not a face rat | will touch you.

I promise, I won't let | anybody take you to jail.

Zeke, this is | where I get off.

Go down that street and at the very end | there's a white building.

Go in there, ask for | the manager's office.

Tell them you want | to return the money.

Will you wait here?

No.

I think we should say good-bye now.

I'll pray for you.

Thanks. I think I'll need it.

Bye.

Wait a second, okay. | I'm going to be right back.

I just wanna make sure he's okay.

[P.A. System] | Ladies and gentlemen, just a reminder...

thoroughbred racing | starts at 2:;00 p.m.

We've got some great horses | running here today.

You're not going | to want to miss it.

Post time is 2:
;00 p.m.

Eye on the ball. | Keep your eye on the ball.

Betsy, you've gotta get outta here. | They're looking for ya.

Thanks, Rusty.

- Gotcha! Gimme the bag, kid! | - [Screaming]

Hey! Hey!

Come on!

Stop him! Hey!

- Help me! Help me! | - F.B.I.

- Call security! | - Gimme the bag!

Get the hell outta here! Ow!

Run, Zeke!

Roger, I heard it. Someone calling | for security in area seven.

- It may be Havana. | If you see her, lock her up. | - Copy that.

Kid, come on, slow down!

Come on, somebody help me.

- Who the heck are you? | - F.B.I. F.B.I.

I don't care who you are. You better | get out from under that bull.

[Markowski] | Stop that kid.!

Yah! Yah!

- Get going! Get going! Yah! Yah! | - Come on, slow down.

You son of a...

[Clown] | Balloons! Here's a green one.

Thank you.

Balloons!

Move!

No. No, | I won't faint.

I won't faint!

- You jerk! | - What do you think you're doing?

Back off, fellas. F.B.I.

[Havana] | Zeke? Zeke?

F.B.I. Okay?

- Stop him, stop him! | - It's over, everybody. Relax.

- She's got an air conditioned cab. | - [Tractor Motor Starts]

Hey, wait! Hey!

[Honking]

Get off of me, you b*tch!

No, no. Put me down.

Put me down.! I'm F.B. I...!

[Cheering]

Put me down. | Put me down!

[Zeke] | You have to let her go!

She helped me! You can't | take her to jail. She's my wife!

Your wife.

He's my husband. If you have a problem | with me, then just deal with me.

Leave him out of it. | He's a good man.

- A man. | - He's the biggest man I know. | So, he's not the tallest.

You're the F.B.I. | What do I do?

It's up to you, sir. | You want to press charges?

She was wrong to help | my brother, but she's changed!

I couldn't have | returned it without her.

We had to spend some of it | on the way, but...

But whatever's missing, I'll work to | pay it back. I'll do whatever you want.

Just don't take her to jail.

Well, I don't know. | She sure did make some fool outta me.

Um, could you | come here please, sir?

Chapter 26, verse 6.

"To forgive a woman with stain | in her hands, but health in her heart...

"makes a higher man | ofhe who forgiveth.

"And God | shall such remember...

"when such a day of final | reckoning comes forth.

For he shall be coveted | as a man among men."

Sir, I think thatJob | was speaking to you.

Look, son...

the state fair has offered a $25,000 reward | for the return of this money.

That's for you!

No, I don't want | any reward.

I just want my wife.

I don't know if you're crazy, | orjust crazy for this woman.

But you got a deal!

[Men Laughing]

- Welcome home, Ezekiel. | - Thanks.

Sorry about that.

I deserved it.

Thanks for saving me back there | at the fair.

You saved me back with | that quote from the Bible.

I'm gonna have | to thankJob one day.

No. Thank me. | I made it up.

But I don't thinkJob would be mad. | It was for a good cause.

You actually think I could turn out | to be a good cause, hmm?

You already are!

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