Midnight Run Page #2

And be good to yourself|this time, okay?

Tell Jimmy I said hello.

Hello?|- Hello? Mrs. Nelson?

Alonzo Mosely,|Federal Bureau of Investigation.

How are you this afternoon?|- I'm fine.

Let me get to the point, if I may.

An agent in our Los Angeles office|discovered a detail...

that was somehow overlooked.

When Jonathan Mardukas was arrested,|you were the first person he called.

Is that correct, Mrs. Nelson?

Are you there, Mrs. Nelson?|- Yes.

This is a matter|of great concern to us.

If it's not too much trouble...

could you come down tomorrow morning|to 26 Federal Plaza?

I suppose so.

About 9:
00 a.m.?|- Yes.

Just ask for Agent Alonzo Mosely.

Thanks for your cooperation.|Have a nice day.

Hello?|- Dana? It's Helen.

The FBl just called.|They want to speak to me about Jonathan.

Oh, my God! Helen.|- Helen, what's going on?

Jonathan, the FBl called. They know|we spoke the night you were arrested.

Hang up the phone, Helen,|right now.

Ah, sweet music.

Did you check this one?

What is it, Jon?|- I don't know.

Alonzo Mosely, FBl!|You're under arrest!

Get this f***in' dog out of here!|Get this dog out of here, ma'am.

Not you. You stay there. Get the dog.|- Do it.

Heidi, come on, girl.|That's a good girl.

Don't move or I'll shoot you|through the glass.

Get over here.|Put your hands up against the wall.

Spread your feet.

Relax, there won't be a problem.

Put your left hand|behind your head.

That's it.

You're taking me to the airport,|aren't you?

You don't look like|an FBl agent to me.

Yeah? Well, you don't look|like a duke to me.

If you're an FBl agent, why not|just take me to the FBl office?

If you don't be quiet, this is going|to be the worst trip of your life.

You work for Jimmy Serrano, don't you?|- I don't work for that piece of sh*t.

Your bail bondsmen hired me to bring|you to L.A., and that's what I'm doin'.

I got money.|- I'm sure you do.

I'll give you whatever you want.|- Start by shutting up.

I know you two minutes,|and already I don't like you.

That's too bad.|I really like you.

I can't cuff you on a commercial flight,|and I've gotta check my gun in luggage.

But you f*** with me once,|and I'm gonna break your neck.

I can't fly.|- What?

You heard me. I can't fly.|- You'll have to do better than that.

It's the truth. I can't fly.|I suffer from aviophobia.

What does that mean?|- It means I can't fly.

I also suffer from acrophobia|and claustrophobia.

If you don't cooperate, you're|gonna suffer from "fistophobia".

Mascone's Bail Bonds.|- Jerry, put Eddie on the phone.

What's the progress?

I got him.|- You got who?

The Duke. He's standin' right here.|- You got him? Already?

Sure do. Wanna say hello? Say hello|to your bailbondsman, Eddie Mascone

Hello.

Jonathan Mardukas in the flesh.|- Jack, I love ya!

How did this happen?|Where'd you find him?

I found him in New York.|We're at the airport.

Holy Christ! This is wonderful!|This is wonderful news!

I'll be in your office by midnight|tonight, and I'm tellin' you.

I don't wanna hear any bullshit.|I want the money tonight.

So empty out one of|your Swiss bank accounts.

You don't have to worry about nothin'.|This is the best money I ever spent.

See you in a few hours.|- I'll see ya later. 'Night.

What's that all about?|- Jerry Walsh got the Duke!

Walsh got the Duke?|- He got him! He got the Duke!

No kiddin'? This calls for|a celebration. I'll get some donuts.

How do you think Walsh|found him so fast?

Tony, this is Jerry.|- Jerry who?

Jerry Geisler. What are you doing?|- Eatin' dinner. What do you want?

I hate to bother you,|but I thought you'd like to know...

that Walsh found the Duke in New York.

They're flyin' in tonight.|They should arrive around midnight.

Don't forget me, babe.|- Yeah, kid, yeah.

Thanks. Good night.

Looks like your old friend|found the accountant.

They'll be flying into L.A.|around midnight.

Have them met at the airport.

You understand?|- Done.

Can I take your coat?|- No, that's fine. Thanks.

May I take your coat?|- No.

First class is nice.|I could make a habit out of this.

Good evening, gentlemen.|- Good evening to you.

Would you like a drink|before we take off?

Yes, we would like|one of your finest champagnes.

Certainly.

Let's see.|Look at this.

Only in America.|What a country. Huh?

Unbelievable.|I think I'm gonna have the steak.

How about you?|- I'm not hungry.

Why don't you get lobster? Then I can|get some surf and turf action goin'.

I got a problem.

I can't fly.|You're not takin' me seriously.

I'm takin' you very seriously.|- I can't be on this plane.

You think I haven't heard|your story before?

You think you're traveling with|a novice? Know what I'm talkin' about?

That's it. Settle in.|If you wanna get up and talk...

mingle with the rest of the passengers,|be my guest.

You ain't goin' nowhere. There's|a couple of nice-lookin' people here.

Better class of people.|Your class.

Probably all embezzlers, too.

Come fly with me|Come fly away

Just try and relax.

Look, I...

Just calm down.|Just relax and calm down.

Why are you gettin' so excited?|- It's not...

No! I can't!

No! No! No! I can't.

Just relax. Just relax.

What did I tell ya?|Don't pull that sh*t on me.

No! I'm tellin' you.|I can't do it.

Get over there.|- These things go down!

It's too big! It can't go up!

All right, everyone, just calm down.|What's the problem?

It's nothing, sir. Alonzo Mosely, FBl.|This man is in my custody.

I'm takin' him back to Los Angeles.|There won't be any more problems.

I don't wanna fly.|I can't fly.

You know you can't take a prisoner on|an airplane if he doesn't want to fly.

I do. I'm sorry.|I thought he was bluffing.

I suggest you find|some other mode of transportation.

What the f*** are you smilin' about?|- I love to travel by train.

Oh, yeah? What do you think|this is, a class trip?

Are you always this angry?|- Right now I'm in a great f***in' mood.

When I'm cooped up on that for a while,|you won't be smilin'.

You'll be runnin'|for that f***in' jail cell.

Still gonna make your schedule?

I'll make it,|with 14 hours to spare.

Oh, nice. It's a double.|There'll be a lot of room.

Glad you like it.|- Good. Very nice.

Thanks, 'cause it's starting|to cut into my wrists. Thank you.

It gets the skin after a while.

Get in there.|- What do you want? What?

Oh, come on. Come on.

No, you don't...|Why would you do that?

You enjoy yourself. This is my room,|and that's your room. Good night.

Hey, can I help you guys?|- Special Agent Mosely, FBl.

Are all you guys named Mosely?|- What the hell are you talking about?

You're here to pick up a prisoner.|- How did you know that?

He was afraid to fly,|so he got off the plane.

He left with an Agent Mosely.

Sir, that must mean Walsh|has your identification.

Is this moron number one?|Put moron number two on the phone.

Yeah, Jimmy.|He's right here. Hold on.

He's pissed.

You told me this guy|would be on the plane.

That's the information we got.|- "That's the information we got".

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