Midnight Run Page #8

What's this?|What are you gonna do now?

What are you doin'?

Oh, Christ! Christ!|Come on! Are you kidding?

They're gonna come out and shoot us,|for Chris sake.

What the hell?

Jesus. Oh, great!

You get it started,|and I'll run you over.

That's the best plan|I can think of.

Congratulations. Another crime.

Come on.

I don't like anything you do,|to tell you the truth. Nothing.

Where are we going?|- To the nearest airport.

I'm not the kind of guy that says,|"l told ya so".

Sh*t!

They've been spotted|35 miles south of here near Sedona.

There are officers in pursuit.

Take the chopper.

This is the kind of situation|where something bad happens.

Easy!

Goddamn it!|I don't like this!

Truck!

Where are we going?|- You'll find out when we get there.

I've come too far.|Too far.

I'm too close.

Okay, I'm coming!|All right.

Come on.|- Right.

Here we go.

Hello!

Am I lucky or am I just good?

Is that Marvin?|- F***in' "A", I'm the best.

Hello, Jack, ya dumb sh*t.

Come on, you f***in' pain in the ass!|- Wait a minute!

If you move,|I'll tear your f***in' lungs out!

See you in L.A.

Sh*t!

Afternoon, sir.

You open?|- We're always open.

Hard day?

Hard week.

I know what you mean.

I could use a cup of coffee.

Thanks.|- You're welcome.

Keep it.

Gee, I've been lookin' all over|for these. Thanks, Alonzo.

Marvin, I have to tell ya,|I have this very serious fear of flying.

Yeah? Why don't you just relax|and sleep through it?

Forget your deadline. It's over.|That's the way that one went.

I know my rights.|You owe me phone calls.

Phone calls are not of paramount|importance to you right now.

It's that you're gonna spend ten years|for impersonating a federal agent.

Ten years for impersonating a Fed?|How come no one's after you?

Give this guy his calls.

Thanks.

Can I have a little privacy, please?

Mascone Bail Bonds.

It's Jack Walsh. Put Eddie on.|- It's Jack.

This better be good news|because you got five hours left.

It's not. I'm calling to let you know|that you're a dead motherf***er.

Wait a minute.

You put Marvin on this case,|you f***in' piece of sh*t.

You f***ing deceptive... You vermin!|- Are you f***in' done yet?

You slime ball in a sea of pus!|What?

You blew it, all right?

You had the guy four f***in' days.|Four days!

You could've walked him backwards|and not blown it, but you blew it.

When have I ever let you down,|you f***in' rat?

Are you nuts, telling Dorfler|I offered you $100.000...

when I told him I'd give him $25.000?

Wait a minute.|When did you speak to him?

What's the difference?|- When did you speak to Marvin?

He called me ten minutes ago|tellin' me to go f*** myself.

Everybody's tellin' me|to go f*** myself.

Am I supposed to just sit|on my f***in' butt?

Eddie, Eddie,|what are you talkin' about?

You got five hours left. Can you bring|the f***in' Duke in, yes or no?

I thought he's bringin' him.

I just talked to f***in' Dorfler.|He don't have the Duke.

What?|- Where's the f***in' Duke?

Hello?|- I'll talk to you later.

Jack!

Hello?|- Tony Darvo, please?

Who's calling?|- Marvin Dorfler.

Yo?|- Shall I put Marvin Dorfler through?

Yeah, put him through.

Marvin, everything's still|on schedule, pal, isn't it?

So Dorfler's working for you guys.

Who is this?|- This is Jack Walsh.

Jack, what are you complaining for?|We came to you first, didn't we?

It's Jack Walsh.|Hold on. Somebody wants to say hello.

Hey, too late for you, scumbag.

No, too late for you. I didn't come|this far not to collect my money.

You understand me?|I want the Duke back.

What the f*** you telling me for?|- What am I telling you for?

I'll tell you what|I'm telling you for.

I got some of the Duke's belongings,|including computer disks telling...

of Serrano's businesses, his|money-laundering operations, everything.

If I don't get the Duke back|in the next two hours...

I'm gonna turn those disks over|to the Feds, do you hear me?

I wanna meet Serrano with the Duke|in two hours at McCarran Airport...

where we'll make the exchange.

He's the only one who won't try|to take a shot at me in a public place.

If I see one goon within a mile|of that airport...

Listen to me carefully, the deal is off.|and I'm goin' to the Feds.

I ain't gonna bother Jimmy|with your bullshit.

You're not? Fine.

After he's busted, I'll make sure|to let him know you knew beforehand.

That's two hours from now,|McCarran Airport.

You got that, moron?|Have a nice day.

Tell Alonzo I wanna make a deal.

You wanna make a deal with me?

What would you do|if I deliver Serrano?

What do you mean, "deliver"?|- Conspiracy to destroy evidence.

What government evidence?

Will you let me take the Duke back|myself and collect my money?

Tell me more.

I'll tell you on the way. We have|to be in Las Vegas in two hours.

Marvin!|- No, it's room service.

Here, hold this up|so they know I took this today.

I amaze myself.|I'm always thinkin'.

Got it all figured out.

Say "cheese".

Don't do this.

Adios.

There are no real computer disks.|Is that right?

Right.

If you give him blank disks and|he accepts them, is that an overt act?

If he just sets foot inside the airport,|he's committed an overt act:

conspiracy to obstruct justice.

When he shows up with the Duke,|you add kidnapping.

Anybody packing a gun:|conspiracy to commit murder.

The fact it's an airport, and Alonzo,|correct me if you think I'm wrong...

you can slap an interstate|transportation racketeering rap on him.

None of that means anything unless|you can get him to take those disks.

Don't worry.|I'll get him to take the disks.

Get a wire on this man.

No hard feelings about|what happened in Amarillo, huh?

Just one of those|spur-of-the-moment deals.

Where is he?|- Where's the money?

In the car.|Where is he?

Change of plans. I want two million.|- What?

I read the newspapers.|The guy got you for 15 million, right?

So I figure he's gotta be worth|at least two.

I'm a businessman.

How do we know you got him?

I want one million now...

then I'll call ya in 20 minutes...

tell you where to drop off|the second million.

Once I know it's there,|then I'll tell ya where he is, okay?

Not okay.|- Why not?

Are you nuts? What's Jimmy gonna say?|How are we gonna get the Duke now?

You got the answer in your hand.|- What are you talkin' about?

Think. When are you gonna learn|how to pay attention?

Look. See what it says there?

All right, this is it.|Tonight is the f***in' night.

You understand?|I'm sick of all these screw-ups.

As soon as I get the disks from Walsh,|you drop Walsh and the Duke.

Understand? I get the disks,|you drop them. Okay?

You shouldn't do this.

Really?|What do you propose I do?

Send somebody with a cash offer,|but don't do this.

I know Walsh.|He won't take any money from me.

He's a self-righteous guy.|It aggravates me.

In his mind, this is clean. He gets|what he wants, I get what I want.

The guy's a f***in' burnout.

Sit down, relax. Have a sandwich,|glass of milk. Do some f***in' thing.

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