No Good Deed Page #4

Can you think of any reason

l shouldn't let you hang for this?

Tom! Tom! lt's looking

pretty fierce out there!

-We better take care of the lights!

-Don't worry, darling, l'll do it.

-Thomas, go get your slicker.

-Yeah, yeah, yeah.

We'll give him one more hour.

Maybe it's....

E-R-l-N.

Password accepted.

You know, it might be the Quarres.

Continue north, Hoop.

-What about the plane?

-We don't need a plane.

We'll be driving to our destination.

I see no reason to share this with that

boorish man and that insipid woman.

Our shares will increase accordingly.

Is somebody planning on telling me

where we're going?

We're driving to Albany, New York...

...where l've cultivated

some banking relationships.

-Then what?

-Then a mere three-hour drive...

...to the Canadian border.

I need to use the bathroom.

-You should've done that at the house.

-I didn't know that at the house.

We have a six-hour drive to Albany.

And if we're not out

of the country by 2 p.m...

...you'll have no pot to piss in.

We need to get gas anyway.

Fill it up quickly and check the tires.

Erin, do me a favor.

Wipe off the dead banker.

Tyrone...

...the cop had this.

He wasn't looking for Hoop for

beating up some clerk in Seattle...

...he was looking for you.

Maybe l shouldn't have told you.

Tell him.

I arranged for you to get the gun.

-He wants you to kill the cop.

-Yeah.

But it's not what we want.

Yeah.

Okay.

What?

Tire.

We're in the middle of nowhere.

Why have you stopped here?

-I'm gonna check the spare.

-What do you mean "the spare"?

Didn't l tell you to check it

back at the gas station?

Any last words, Brainiac?

I'll spare you my wisdom.

You'll forsake it.

Oh, no, please. I'm sure l'll miss it.

I'll look at your life

as a novel, Hoop.

This being the tragic moment

at which, in the ultimate irony...

...our headstrong hero

shoots himself in the brain.

So let me get this straight,

you're my brain?

Not only that, l'm also the restraint

that you lack.

Stand back.

Without me, you would be

in prison or worse.

You really think you would

thrive so without me?

Witness tonight because l was

standing right beside you.

You killed a man.

Once you shoot me,

you'll have killed two men today.

And the cop, three.

Do it.

Do you imagine that Erin--?

That Erin will ride

into the sunset with you?

Shut that music off!

-Turn it down!

-Okay! Okay.

-Hoop, what are you doing?

-What?

Nothing.

Our friend only got

a little overexcited.

It's better now, Hoop, isn't it?

Yeah.

So get in the car.

Not you.

-Were you behind this?

-You told me to give him the gun.

-So the policeman really is after me?

-Yes.

We'll see.

An unfortunate detour, l'm afraid.

-I need the gun.

-No, use another method.

I've seen that you can.

Go.

Hoop, wait!

Well, now, my dear.

Witnessing an execution you caused

is only going to be awkward.

What could you possibly

say to the man?

Cop...

...l told you l'd be back.

I hope you know how to die fast...

...because we need to be

in Albany by 8.

You know how to die fast?

Die fast, cop. Fast.

Faster. Faster. Faster.

Faster. Faster. Faster.

Faster, cop.

Spare yourself the effort.

We lack time, so forgive my brevity.

Were you carrying a photograph...

...when you stumbled upon

our house this morning?

-Yeah.

-Now look at me.

Was the picture of me?

-Was this the picture?

-That wasn't the picture.

That wasn't the f***ing picture, okay?

Leave him alone.

The truth is, it hardly matters.

A killing has already occurred.

Not just this one,

but another man as well...

...so the stakes have been raised.

It makes sense to clean up loose ends.

And l'm a loose end.

The loosest.

Erin...

...come here.

-Now....

-No.

-Just put your finger there.

-No.

Easy, this is your baptism.

Think because you've already killed,

killing me is no big deal?

You kill me and every cop on the

planet's work takes a sudden vacation.

You become the case that never

closes. They never stop hunting.

You'd be job one.

Pay attention, Erin,

because this applies to you too.

When they catch you, wherever they

catch you, they're gonna subdue you.

And they're gonna subdue you

substantially.

They'll tell you to run.

That'll confuse you...

...because you never heard

that before.

Then your animal brain's gonna

kick in with the survival mode.

Tell you stupid sh*t like,

"They're letting me go." So you'll run.

And then what?

Then they shoot your dumb ass.

Well...

...don't you think

they have to catch me?

Oh, you're thinking all that money

is gonna help you hide.

Funny, because sh*t-for-brains over

there told me about your time frame.

Now, if you planned on driving

to Albany in six hours...

...you were gonna use

the New Jersey Turnpike.

You're probably gonna drive

at night.

But now you're late,

and you hadn't counted on rush hour.

If you think you're gonna make that

drive, you got another thing coming.

Dearest, l don't remember

hearing anything about Albany.

Dearest, l don't remember

hearing anything about Albany.

I knew it. You dirty, double-crossing

bastard. Put it down.

Nobody's trying to cross you,

Thomas.

Give him the disk. Now.

Oh, God, what have l done?

Oh, God.

This is a well-oiled machine.

Look, why don't you

take me with you.

-Why?

-You can't get the money on your own.

But you can with my help. My car's

got flashing lights and a siren.

I can still get you to Albany in time.

Get as much of the money as you can,

l drive to the border, you go across.

Hey, you promise me a share,

maybe l'll cross with you.

-And then what?

-First of all, l need some more insulin.

Secondly...

...when we get across, we let the girl

decide who she wants to go with.

You propose driving through

a busy city with a captive policeman.

You must think me

a foolhardy man.

Make a turn at the next corner. Left.

Now left again.

I thought we were going

to the freeway.

Turn again. Left.

Go there.

Out of the car, both of you.

Further.

Here.

So how do you move $1 0 million?

Send the money

to a number of banks...

...in amounts small enough

not to draw attention.

Hey.

Why don't you try

and get some sleep.

Oh, man, it's worse than l thought.

Hey, hang on. It's gonna get bumpy.

Nicely done.

Oh, man.

Hey, what are you gonna do, shoot me

in the back while l'm driving?

-Mr. Leeds, please.

-Yes, can you hold, please?

-Yes, l'll hold.

-So who's going in to grab the money?

-Me?

-Don't be absurd.

I trust you no more

than l trust her.

-Yes, Mr. Clifford Leeds, please.

-This is Mr. Leeds.

Welcome back, Mr. Abernathy.

It's been so long.

One more thing, l'm a bit ill.

Would it be possible for me to pick up

the checks at the drive-thru?

-Of course, if it's a problem--

-No. I'll alert the teller to watch for you.

Well, she'll know me by my chauffer,

a very earnest-looking black man.

Okay. Thank you, Clifford.

Good morning.

Mr. Abernathy, Mr. Leeds said

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