Lies And Illusions Page #6

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- Come on, honey.

- The case.

Just leave it.

Oh, come on! Nicole!

I'm a big girl. Just go.

Up this hill, come on!

Get back. What are you doing.

Come on, let's go.

- Come on!

They're getting away!

Up here.

Get through there.

Come on.

Sh*t, he's coming.

Come on!

Go go go!

Oh God.

Sh*t!

Come on, let's go!

Wes!

Ah! I'm shot!

- Oh, God!

- Drop it!

I'll finish him.

- Drop it.

- It stings.

God!

God!

- Wes?

- God.

Somebody get an ambulance!

We need help!

Call an ambulance!

- Somebody help!

- God! The pain!

Apply pressure.

Apply pressure.

- Right here.

- I got it, I got it, I got it.

- Oh, guys!

- Okay. You're okay.

You're okay.

Just relax. Just relax, Wes.

Don't get up. Don't get up.

I've never seen my own blood.

It's too much!

- Where is she going? Oh my God! Jesus!

- Just relax. You're okay.

You're okay. You're okay.

- You're okay, Wes.

- The pain!

- It's fine, okay.

- Jesus.

I'm passing out,

I can feel it.

Nice to see you again, Isaac.

Seat belts must remain fastened

until we reach

our cruising altitude.

I had a dream once

and you took that from me.

So now I'm gonna take all of yours.

Hope you took

your flying lessons.

You wonderful little--

Pull up, pull up!

Terrain coming.

Pull up, pull up.

So in the end

Isaac's plane crashes

- and Sam parachutes to safety.

- Okay.

So Sam is still alive

leading a double life.

This is good stuff.

All right, check this out, man.

"She stole millions of dollars worth

of gems from a relentless madman.

Now he will hunt her to the ends of

the earth and beyond to get them back."

This is good.

You know what we should do?

Let's change Spokane to Paris.

I think it's much better.

I don't know, Marty.

Real life can be pretty

damn exciting sometimes.

Is this about the check?

Where are you going?

Excuse me.

Oh, I'm sorry. I thought

you were somebody else.

I know in my heart

I can make it all

up to you

This feeling of love

doesn't know

If it has a chance

to grow

Time will tell what you do...

I'm Sam.

I'm a spy.

No kidding.

Is there anything

I could say

that could get you

back to my place?

- No.

- Why not?

Because you're just a spy.

You know,

I'm not really just a writer.

No?

Isaac was right.

Diamonds truly are

a girl's best friend.

I couldn't help but overhear

you guys talking.

- I understand you're an agent?

- That's right.

I got this idea for a book.

It's a cookbook with recipes

for couples in trouble.

- Who else knows about this?

- Nobody.

Well, a few, but they're

not around anymore.

Let's keep it that way.

Martin Rivera.

Nice to meet ya.

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