Rescue Me Page #3

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Have a safe trip!

(engine revs)

- Again, I'm sorry

about your--

- Just get outta here!

- (laughs) Oh, Kurt!

Oh, Kurt!

- Dude point!

(laughter)

- Ugh, I look horrible pregnant!

(birds chirping)

- We don't have to beat you.

We can be home!

Home is where you hang your hat.

We got the money.

I mean, she's here we can liberate her!

We'd untie her first!

And then we can go!

They're right behind us!

I mean, what else do we gotta know?

They got guns, we got guns!

We got the money!

We don't need the girl!

She's pretty but we don't need her!

We just take off!

- Why don't you take a real walk?

- Hey, hey, hey, Kurt!

Listen!

I think that we should just

get the hell outta here,

you know, and go home!

- And I think we oughta hole

up here for a couple days,

see which way the wind blows.

Don't you?

(stammers)

- Good.

- I don't have to like it.

(laughs)

- Hello!

Excuse me!

- What?

What do you want?

- I have to, you know, use

the little girls' room?

- Well, hell, don't let

me stop ya! (laughs)

- Rowdy!

- Just havin' a little fun!

(sighs)

- Thanks, Rowdy.

Last night,

I had to try to escape.

I just wouldn't feel good about myself.

- Yeah, well, you know.

I know.

- Rowdy?

- Huh?

- You two havin' fun?

(loud racket)

You know, I don't know what's

the matter with you, missy.

I think maybe you're dumber than he is.

- Oh, hey now, Kurt!

You know I hate when you

talk like that! (chuckles)

- Okay.

You're still dumber.

- At least he's nice to me!

Not a total sleaze like you!

- Too many people have been nice to you.

That's your problem.

Now if you gotta take a

leak, why don't you go ahead

and do it?

If not, I'm gonna tie you up myself.

- Take a leak! (chuckles)

She's a girl!

- You sure this is the place?

- Carney's seldom wrong.

- So what do we do now?

- Not we, me!

- Mac, what?

- Look!

Your just as likely to

get your girlfriend killed

if it is a gun raid.

- (sighs) Dammit, Mac!

I've gotta help!

Don't you understand?

- Yeah, maybe I do.

(thrilling music)

- Fraser!

- You're my backup, you got that?

You do what I say and

you do just how I say it.

I go in first.

Things go down, you eat the carpet

and stay out of my way.

(glass breaking loudly)

Sh*t!

- Fraser!

Fraser, I'm up here, help!

- Now keep your head

down and don't be a hero!

(thrilling music)

- Hey, where do you think you're goin'?

- Official business!

(loud screaming)

- Hey!

(guns fire)

- [Ginny] Fraser!

Help!

Help!

- Rowdy!

- Just a second!

Go, go, go, go, go!

Just go!

(loud screaming)

(thrilling music)

- [Ginny] (screams) Fraser!

- [Kurt] Will you just shut up!

(guns fire)

Pipe down, will ya?

- [Mac] Sh*t.

- Don't shoot, you'll hit her!

(loud screaming)

No!

(gun fires)

- Come on, you!

(loud screaming)

(thrilling music)

- Give it to me! Give it!

(guns fire)

Sh*t!

- [Ginny] (screams) Stop it!

(thrilling music)

Let go of me! (screams)

- [Fraser] They went that way!

(horn beeps insistently)

("Help Is On The Way" by Billy Trudel)

(engines growl loudly)

(indistinct shouting)

- I can't concentrate on my driving!

Cut it out!

Quiet!

- [Fraser] Mac, watch out!

Mac!

(Ginny screams)

(guns fire)

- Mac, let me have the gun!

- Aim for the tires and

watch out for the girl!

(guns fire)

(Ginny screams)

- [Kurt] Come on, Rowdy do something!

(shouts)

Not the window!

(guns fire)

Get your ass back in here!

- Sh*t!

- Fraser!

Fraser, help!

- Just shut her up!

(loud thud)

- Whoops!

(gun fires)

- Great, you dropped the gun!

- Damn!

- Quit hangin' on me!

- You're the one driving!

- You wanna drive?

Sh*t!

(guns fire repeatedly)

(engine growls)

(loud shouting)

(loud groaning)

(laughter)

- Get outta here!

(engine revs)

(tires screech)

- You had enough yet, kid?

- No.

(thunder rumbles)

- Come on!

- Look.

I don't see why we gotta go back there.

I mean, that hotel clerk

probably gave our description

to the cops already.

- That's Carney's only contact.

Besides,

if you wanna know where

your enemy's goin' next,

you study where he was last.

- What, they teach you that in Vietnam?

You don't like talkin' about

the war much, do you, Mac?

- It was just a job, kid,

I don't work there anymore.

- What'd you do there, Mac?

(thunder rumbles)

- Kill people.

- What was it like?

- It hurts.

- No, not them, Mac.

What was it like for you?

- It hurts.

- Bam!

Blam!

- Blam!

- Hey, we got 'em, huh?

Damn, we got 'em pretty good! (laughs)

- Oh, yeah.

Yeah, we got everything.

Listen, how's the girl, huh?

- She's okay!

You know, she's perfectly okay.

She--

- Rowdy!

- (stammers) I'll tell you what happened!

You see, I had to--

And she was ba--

And it just went, ugh!

Accident!

- You're an accident!

(car horns beep)

(tires screech)

You idiot!

- What is your name, anyway?

- Fraser.

- No, I mean, what do they call ya?

- Fraser.

Sometimes Fraze.

Not often, though.

Mac?

That

girl in the bar, Cherie.

Was she your girlfriend?

- Kid, Cherie's probably sittin'

on someone else's lap right now.

Acting like he was the only one.

- I'm in love with Ginny.

There's no question about it.

It's just--

When Cherie kissed me, I thought

I love her, too.

- Welcome to the world.

(faint hissing)

- Don't worry about her.

I clipped her pretty good.

She'll be out for a while.

- Yeah, nice goin'.

- I said I was sorry!

(sighs)

- Peace and quiet is nice

for a change, though, huh?

- Yeah, this is the greatest.

I love being outdoors.

- You worry me, you know that?

- No, really!

It's like we're the first ones

to come over these mountains!

Like the pioneers!

And here we are, we're markin'

our territory, you know?

(howls loudly)

I wish we had some snow.

Could've wrote our names.

(sighs)

(birds chirping)

- What have you been

doing since Vietnam, Mac?

- You writin' a book? (grunts)

- No.

I just thought we should

get to know each other

a little better, that's all.

I read that

guys over there, they used a lot of drugs.

- Depends on what you mean by drugs.

A little grass every now and then.

Don't pay to go in the

bush with a buzz on.

That bother you?

- No!

No.

- And for your information,

it wasn't drugs

in that knapsack!

- Look, Mac,

I was just wondering, that's all.

- Well, it wasn't!

It was stamps.

- Stamps?

Like kids collect?

- No.

The kind the government puts

on cigarettes and booze.

Five thousand sheets, 200 per sheet.

Only these come from Argentina.

- Counterfeit?

- And they're worth a

hell of a lot of money.

I found this plane crash when

I was crossin' the desert.

No one was around but the bag of stamps.

I knew Carney from Chicago

and that's how I ended up

in that two-bit town of yours.

She knew those guys were in the area

and needed some stuff.

Set it all up.

Things just haven't been going so great

the last couple of years, Fraze.

It's a chance to start over again.

People do dumb things, Fraze.

Like the doozy you pulled at the hotel

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