Joy Ride 3 Page #4
Go to the race.
Do what you want.
I don't care. I'm doing this.
Well, doesn't sound like the
police are looking for us.
For now.
No, no, no. They repeat
BOLOs all the time.
There's been nothing but the usual
chatter for the last hour or so.
Still doesn't mean anything.
Jesus!
You're changing the tire.
Gee, thanks.
Ah.
That's weird. My GPS cut
out and it's on satellite.
I'll check the GPS app on my phone.
No bars.
Well, I guess we keep driving
till we hit a cell tower.
Make yourself useful
and put this away.
What are you doing?
Driving.
How far ahead do you think
Jordon and the others are?
We broke down for what, 30 minutes?
Yeah, about that.
They could be as far
as 45 miles ahead.
Still no cell service.
Try the cs?
Testing.
Hello, is anybody
out there? Testing.
Hey! It's working.
Sh*t!
What the f*** is that?
Sh*t.
Okay, just speed up!
- This guy's a f***ing psycho.
- Why is he doing this?
I don't know! Just keep going.
Austin, do something!
Oh, God.
Call for help!
Jordon!
Jordon! It's Austin. Come in!
Jordon, come in! It's Austin.
Got any signal yet?
No. There's nothing.
- He's going to pass us.
- Oh, my God. What do I do?
What do I do?
There. I got it.
- Really? Call them up.
- Yeah.
Austin, Jewel, come in.
Austin, Jewel, come in.
Over.
Austin! Come in,
buddy. It's Mickey.
I've got a signal!
Austin. Come on, buddy. We
really need to hear from you.
Hi, it's Jewel. You
know what to do.
Voicemail.
Well, they're probably
just going through
the same stretch of road
we just went through.
Yeah.
Please.
Why are you doing this?
Just leave us alone.
Please. Listen to me.
Look, I didn't mean it, man.
We were just kidding around.
Please!
Where are you taking me,
man? No, please!
- Keep walking.
- Please.
Here we go.
No, no, no!
Are you a religious man, Austin?
No! I mean, yes. I mean,
I can be. I will be from now on.
No, no. Please! Please!
I'll do anything.
- No!
- What is it they say?
Idle hands are the
devil's workshop.
No! No, no, no!
No, no, no!
I think I prefer the one that says,
"If your hand causes you
to stumble, cut it off."
No, no, no!
Or maybe I'll just go for the one
that says, "An eye for an eye."
I'm getting worried.
- I know.
- I think we should turn around.
Yeah. She's right, Jordon. We
need to see if they're okay.
Or in jail.
Look, we've got cell phone
So if we don't hear from them
in 15 minutes, we turn around.
- Fine.
- Okay.
Fair enough. You've got
It's time we had a little chat.
One Racer. One Racer.
Come in, Jordon.
It's your pal, Rusty Nail.
Yeah, what do you want?
It's not what I want. It's
what I have that you want.
Yeah? What's that?
and your cocky co-driver.
Yeah, how do I know you have them?
Jordon, please.
Come get me! Please!
F***!
Believe me now?
Look, just please don't hurt them,
okay? Please. It was an accident.
No, no, no. Sorry, no deal.
You're going to have to pay.
Yeah, how much?
I'll pay whatever you want.
But there is a way you
could make me whole.
How?
I'll trade you Austin
and Jewel for the car.
- You gotta do it.
- That should make us even.
F*** it. Yeah, deal. Done. Just
don't hurt them, okay? Please.
There's an old warehouse
off Highway 17.
On Four Points Road. One hour.
Or you will never see
your friends again.
- How far?
- No, there's no way.
- It's almost 100 miles.
- What do you mean?
- There's no way we're going to make it.
- Seriously?
Look, we need more time.
Look, can you hear me? We need
more time to get there. Come on.
- We gotta go!
- Are you there?
We gotta go! Let's go!
Say cheese. Just one
for the record.
This is Williams. I've got a
I need an ambulance
and a wrecker. Over.
Roger that.
Jenkins. You there?
Yeah. What's the situation?
You got to get out
here and see this.
Wake up.
Wake up, Sleeping Beauty.
That was a nasty wreck.
And that is a nasty gash.
Why don't you tell Jordon
where you need to go?
- Tell Jordon!
- I need to go to a hospital.
- Louder!
- Take me to the hospital!
And what does Jordon have to do
so you can go to the hospital?
Give you the car!
- Give me what?
- Give you the car.
- Very good.
- Please don't do this.
Untie me. I don't want to do this.
No!
We've got to have a plan.
We give him the car.
We get Austin and Jewel,
and we call the cops.
And we tell them he kidnapped
our friends and stole our car.
What if he double-crosses us?
We can't take a chance
with their lives.
Look, she's right. We can't.
I'm not saying we take a
chance with their lives.
All I'm saying is that I
don't trust this f***er.
Yeah? What'd you have in mind?
Jordon!
All right. I'm going
to walk in from here.
You two go down the sides. Okay?
Stay within eye contact.
Stay hidden. He can't
see you. Only me.
All right. Good luck.
Hey. Give me a second to get
in position, all right?
- Hey, I'm coming with you.
- No.
What?
No, you're staying here.
It's too dangerous.
Besides, someone's gotta stay with
the car in case something happens.
- I'm not staying here.
- Yes, you are.
You stay in the car, and
you keep the doors locked.
Let me handle this, okay?
I'll come back for you.
Okay.
These are the keys.
- This will all be over in a few minutes.
- All right.
This is Jordon. I'm here.
I have the car and I
want my friends back.
Five minutes to spare.
I'm ready for the exchange.
I have the keys.
The car's at the entrance.
Just come on in.
I'll tell you when to stop.
Look, I want to talk to my friends
to know that they're all right.
You're in no position
to be making demands.
I want to talk to them!
Fine.
Check your phone.
...so you can go to the hospital?
Give you the car!
You f***er.
Give you the car.
You better not hurt her!
You come in now or this is off.
Look, I'm here. I've got the keys.
Now bring me my friends.
I'm standing in front
of your truck.
Okay, I held up my part of the
deal. Now you hold up yours.
Hey! I know you can hear me!
Come out and talk to me.
Bobby?
Hey!
Alisa! Hey!
Let's go! Let's go!
Bobby, hurry!
Hurry!
- Where's Bobby?
- I don't know.
- I haven't seen him.
- We've gotta go.
We can't wait for him.
We gotta move!
Step out of the truck slowly.
Get out of the goddamn vehicle now!
Slowly! Slowly!
Hands where I can see them.
Hands up over your head!
Higher!
On your knees.
Hands behind your head. Lock
your goddamn fingers, now!
Don't you f***ing move.
- Left or right?
- F*** it. I don't know. Go right!
- Call the police.
- It's about time you came to your senses.
- I'll call.
- What's in the truck?
What's that up ahead?
- Hey.
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