Love and a .45 Page #6

'Cause stayin' free is better

than livin' in a cage.

Now we burn it.

You understand?

Yeah.

There's no turnin' back now.

Goddamn, there's nothin'

good on.

F***in' cable goin'

to the f***in' dogs.

Remember Thaylene, I'm gonna

take this gun out your face...

when you're ready to say

something, okay?

Vergil, why can't you tell me

how this thing works?

It's the coolest thing

I've ever seen.

Hey, speak up.

I can't hear you.

Oh yeah...

Oh, Vergil!

Shame on you.

I love this thing.

Hey, Creepy, we oughta

set you up with one of these.

- Suck it, Bob.

- Okay.

Now, Vergil...

I wanna talk to you

man to hippie...

I know that you don't want

to see pretty, trippy...

Thaylene's brains blown out

all over the place.

And I want you to know

I'm a man of honor.

I've never hurt a b*tch

unless she had it comin'.

Now...

You know that we are lookin'

for Watty Watts?

Yeah, we want to see

if he can give a hand

with this little problem

that we're havin'.

That's right.

A helpin' hand.

I was hopin' that you...

would also give is a hand

with the same situation.

More specifically, I was hopin'

you would give us a finger.

It's like someone turned the

volume down on his ass.

He's flippin' me off.

Maybe we oughta let her talk.

She's all crying and sh*t.

F*** you, Billy!

You always were a little

f***in' bleedin' heart.

But I guess it's a good thing

for you and Vergil, huh?

All right.

Sure.

Let her talk, Billy.

You f***in' piece of sh*t!

I'll kill you.

I'll kill you if you touch him.

If you touch him...

I'll kill you, you bastard!

Tell me where they went.

- No! No!

- Give me your finger, Vergil.

Oh! No!

- Thay...

- No!

Thay...

Oh my God.

They're probably in Mexico by now.

You f***in' piece of sh*t.

Thank you!

Back off of me!

Shut up!

Shut the f*** up!

Creepy...

get that Eisenhower

out of your pocket.

'Cause I'm gonna play

a game with y'all.

Doesn't that sound fun?

Creepy here, he's gonna throw

that coin up in the air...

Billy Boy,

you're gonna call it...

if he gets it right

then y'all get to live.

Doesn't that sound fair?

Huh?

All right, Creepy...

Chuck it.

Call it, Billy.

Heads.

Tails.

Y'all lose.

Oh, sh*t!

There's that son-of-b*tch's

girlfriend on the Goddamn TV.

Patching into a live,

on-the-air interview...

...with Starlene.

Starlene, are you there?

- I sure am.

- How are you doing?

We're doin' great.

Look, I just wanta call up

and let all our fans know

that we did

what we had to do for love.

We're not blood thirsty killers,

we're just newlyweds.

I apologize to the families of

those cops that got killed, but they...

...We'll be right back

with more of our exclusive...

on-the-air, live telephone

interview with Starlene.

On the Crime Channel.

Tough people. Tough news.

Tough reporting.

We'll be right back.

Trip on this, Thaylene.

F***! F***in' b*tch!

F*** it!

Oh, sh*t, my guts.

My guts are comin' out.

Creepy, somebody...

put my guts back in.

Bite on this.

Bite on it. Bite on it.

Bite!

Don't even think about it

mother f***er!

Don't even let the thought

cross your f***in' mind.

'Cause I swear to God

I will kill you.

I ain't thinkin' about nothin',

all right?

What is that smell?

Damn that stinks.

You tell 'em, Bob.

You tell 'em, man.

You're gonna make it.

You'll make it, Bob.

You'll make it, 'cause...

'cause you gotta make it.

Right?

Bob?

F*** you, Creepy.

Bob?

You okay, Bob?

Bob, what's happen?

Oh f***! Oh f***!

Oh f***.

Sh*t man, Bob just died.

Oh, man.

Why'd you say that to me?

Why'd you have to say that?

I was just tryin' to do

the right thing, Bob.

Oh man!

Oh f***!

Bob died, Billy.

That's just too f***in' bad,

Creepy.

Son of a f***...

F***in' son-of-a-b*tch!

Why you doin this to me, man?

'Cause I f***in' like you.

Cool nickel plated 45,

burnin' into my hand.

I prayed that I would have

to shoot no one with it...

but I know that I'd kill

twelve men dead,

before I'd ever let Star face

the cold, steel bars of jail.

Okay, baby, this is it.

We gotta go.

We'll cash the check

across the border...

We'll be sippin' margaritas

by sunset.

- Baby?

- Yeah?

I was havin' a dream

about you.

Uh-huh. A good dream?

We were movie stars.

You're the movie star, baby.

- Hey, hon...

- Uh-huh.

I guess you got a pretty good

idea how to use this.

- I guess I do.

- Yeah.

You just remember what

you promised, okay?

I remember.

Come on, baby move those

sweet little cheeks

'cause we gotta vamonos.

Make sure you get those

travelers checks, okay?

We don't want to get

ripped off.

Okay.

Hey...

be cool, baby.

Watt, I was born to be cool.

Did you ever have the sensation

that there were eyes

in the back of your head?

And those eyes were lookin'

at something

that was lookin' at you.

And you didn't know what it was

they were lookin' at

but you knew it was somethin'.

I just kept tellin' myself,

that life

has only as many pressures

as you create for it.

And I was concentrating extra

hard on minimizing ours.

Watt!

Get down! Get down!

What the hell are you doin'?

What the hell

are you doin'?

Nothin' I got the money.

Let's go.

Why were you runnin'

like that?

- Like what?

- Like a bat out of hell.

- What about them cops?

- What about 'em?

They was makin' a deposit.

It's a bank.

They didn't see you

or nothin'?

Yeah, they winked at me.

It's would be so easy Watt.

Easy as pie.

Would you get in

the f***in' car!

I almost blew the whole

f***in' place up!

- Goddamn, Star!

- Sorry.

Watty, look.

Yeah, I can see it.

Isn't it good luck to pass in

front of a funeral procession?

- You think so?

- Yeah. I think so.

- Oh, sh*t!

- What?

- We're out of film.

- So?

I can't believe I let you

talk me into this.

This is a bad f***in' idea.

Just simmer down.

Worry, worry wart.

- It's just gonna take a minute.

- I'm gonna wait outside.

Fine.

- Hi there.

- Howdy.

I want me three cartons of

that Polaroid 6OO film, please.

Yes, ma'am.

Instant happiness.

Yeah.

Just a minute, I gotta go

in the back and get it.

Okay.

...movie stars or both?

You decide.

Have you seen these

larcenist lovelies?

This just in...

We have the results

of the Watty and Starlene poll.

And seventy-five percent say

the two misguided lovebirds are...

Innocent.

Ohh!

What the hell you doin'?

I just wanted to see if we won

them polls, honey.

Here you go, ma'am.

Thank you.

Hey, mister?

Can I have your autograph?

What are you talking about?

What the hell do you want

my autograph for?

'Cause you're on TV mister.

Here you go, man.

We gotta go now!

What's your f***in' problem?

- That is my f***in' problem.

- Oh.

What about your change?

Consider it a bonus.

Merry f***in' Christmas.

Thanks.

Don't you make me

drop this film.

Brilliant f***in' idea, Star.

We almost got made in there.

I know, honey.

But we got the film.

F*** the film!

The f***in' film almost

f***ed us permanently

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