Midnight Run Page #5

Who are you guys?|- I'm your mother's ex-husband.

Mom!|- Nice kid.

Hi, Gail.|- Hello.

How're ya doin'?|- I'm doin' good.

They mentioned you and him|on the news this morning.

They did?|- Yeah.

What'd they say?|Anything good?

No. Are you all right?

Yeah.

You're in a lot of trouble, Jack.

Can I come in|for a few minutes?

Can I come in for a few minutes?

Yeah.

I won't stay long. I just need|to borrow some money to get to L.A.

You know I'm good for it.

I don't have that kind of cash|in the house.

I'm so embarrassed.|I'm just in a jam, Gail.

You look beautiful.

You don't look like a criminal.|- I'm a white-collar criminal.

Jason, go upstairs now.

You shouldn't be here. If Ted comes|home, he's gonna arrest you and him.

Arrest us?|- Yeah.

Then we'd be in a lot of trouble, 'cause|I'm a little short of bribe money.

All right, Jack, don't start.|Please, don't.

How is Lieutenant whatever-his-name-is?

It's captain now.|- Oh, captain? Royalty.

I don't want any trouble.|Do you understand? Please.

It is not a good day for this.|I mean it.

I'm sorry my fugitive timetable doesn't|coincide with your social calendar.

I don't think she was saying that.|- Stay out of this, Jon.

Same Jack. You get your feelings hurt,|and then you just hurt everybody else.

I don't need one of your lectures.|- I'm not lecturing you.

I'm trying to protect you!|Ted is going to be home any minute.

We're all going out.|It's an important night for us.

What's so important about tonight?|Let me guess. Is it payoff night?

That's it! Get out!|- Let's not fight.

I'm in a big f***in' jam!|I need to borrow some money...

to get this guy to L.A., and I'm out of|this miserable f***in' business forever!

Can't you understand that?

Denise?

You got so big.

I'm sorry. I'm gonna go now.|- No, hold on.

I'm sorry, honey.|We're havin' a...

What grade are you in now?|- Eighth.

Are you in the eighth grade?

Here's $40. That's all I've got,|but these are the keys to my car.

It's the station wagon|in the driveway.

I'll tell Ted|that it's in the shop.

And we'll worry about it|when you get back to L.A.

So, does he take good care of you?

Yeah?|That's all I wanted to know.

So what's he gonna say about this?

He'll understand.|- Uh-huh. That's love, you know?

Bye, honey.

Wait. It isn't much.

About $180 baby-sitting money.|- Oh, sweetheart, I can't.

Take it. Please.

I can't, sweetheart.

Hello. I'd like to make a collect call|to Eddie Mascone from Jack Walsh.

Mascone Bail Bonds.|- Jerry, Jack. Put Eddie on the phone.

It's Jack.|- Stop f***in' around. Where are you?

Where am I? I'm in Boise, Idaho.

No, wait a minute.|I'm in Anchorage, Alaska.

No, wait.|I'm in Casper, Wyoming.

I'm in the lobby of the Howard Johnson's|and I'm wearing a pink carnation.

What are you talkin' about?

I'm not talkin' to you.|I'm talkin' to the other guys.

What other guys?|- Let me describe the scene to you.

There's these guys, see?|They've probably been up for two days.

They stink of B.O.|They have coffee breath.

They're constipated from|sittin' on their asses for so long.

They're in a van, probably parked|right up the street from your office.

But you guys are gonna have|to pack up your sh*t and go home...

because I'm onto you,|you dumb fucks.

Your phone is tapped. I'm not gonna use|this line anymore. Go to Chin Loo's.

I'll call you there in five minutes.|They can't run a tap that fast.

So long, everybody.

Excuse me, buddy. I got it!|I think it's for me. Jack, that you?

Listen. Wire me $500 to the Western|Union in Amarillo, Texas right away.

What do you need with $500 on a bus?|And why the f*** aren't you on a plane?

Did it ever occur to you that I am|a professional and have my reasons?

We are driving now, and I only have|enough cash to get to Amarillo.

We scrapped the bus.

F*** the bus! I wanna know|what happened to the goddamn plane!

He doesn't like to fly.|- He doesn't like to fly?!

What the f*** does that mean?|Listen to me, Jack!

You gotta be back here in less|than two and a half f***in' days.

A half million dollars of my money!|What the f*** is goin' on there?

Eddie, Eddie, Eddie,|I swear to God, don't start with me...

or I will shoot him and I will dump him|in a f***in' swamp!

I am in no f***in' mood for this.

Just send me the money, and|I'll have him back by the deadline.

You hear me?|- Yes.

Let's go.

Jerry, wire $500 to Jack Walsh|in Amarillo, Texas right away.

Amarillo, Texas.

Also, get Dorfler down there!|Find him and get him down there too.

You got it, Eddie.|- Sh*t!

One of those bottles of beer|should fall

Ninety-six bottles|of beer on the wall

Nine...

Ninety-three bottles|of beer on the wall

Why were you so unpopular|with the Chicago Police Department?

'Cause of your personality?

What happened at your house?|What was that all about?

Your wife married|a corrupt police officer?

What was it all about?

That whole f***in' department|was corrupt.

There's good and bad everywhere,|don't you think?

I'd say there's bad everywhere.|Good I don't know about.

What happened to you?

I wouldn't go on the payroll.

What payroll?

I was workin' undercover.|I was...

posted to this big heroin dealer|in Chicago.

Think he supplied the whole city.

Took me a year|just to get his confidence.

Just when I was about to nail the son|of a b*tch, my fellow officers...

mysteriously discovered|seven pounds of heroin in my house.

So this big-time drug dealer|gave me a choice:

Get on the payroll like everybody else,|get out of town...

or go to jail for 30 years.

Well, I didn't get on the payroll.

And that's why I do this.

So when I find a criminal like you,|I bring him in.

I don't worry about anybody takin' a|payoff. There is no anybody, just me.

Why don't you get a new watch?|- I'll tell you when I know you better.

When are you gonna get to know me|better? I'll get to know you better.

You're not gonna know me better.|- Will you shut up?

That's what I mean.

How much money do we have left?

That's it?|- That's it.

We're starvin',|and you're buying cigarettes?

I need these cigarettes.

You have your whatever you're|gonna have. I'll have this.

What can I do for you boys?|- Coffee, please.

How much is the coffee?|- It's 53 cents.

How much is tea?|- Fifty-three cents.

I'll have tea.

Okay, and our breakfast special today|is chorizo and eggs.

Chorizo and eggs?|- Chorizo and eggs. Yes.

What is that?|- It's a Mexican sausage...

mixed in with scrambled eggs, and|it comes with hash browns and toast.

Won't be havin' that. Thank you.

What time you got?|- It's ten to 9:00.

In ten minutes, we'll be at the Western|Union office, we'll have 500 bucks.

I'll buy ya a juicy steak|or what ever you want, okay?

Chorizo and eggs?

Chorizo and eggs?|- I'll get you whatever you want.

You know, Jon, you're in this mess|because you're in this mess.

I didn't put you in this mess.|Do you understand?

If you had left Jimmy Serrano alone,|this wouldn't be happening.

Thank you.

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