School for Scoundrels Page #7

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a gentleman, all right?

You don't want me

to take the gloves off, Roger.

I got to go.

d d

Yeah, what is it?

Uh, yes,

I'm looking for

Lonnie Ratcliff.

Is he here?

Who the hell are you?

Hi. My name is

Roger Waddell.

I was wondering if I could

talk to you for a minute.

And what would that be

pertaining to?

Um, Dr. P.

Go ahead, shoot me.

Come on, do me.

Do me.

Right now.

No.

I'm not here to hurt you.

Lie, lie and lie some more.

You don't understand.

I'm here because

I need your help.

I want to know what

Dr. P did to you.

Why?

Because I think he's doing

the same thing to me.

You allergic to cats?

I used to be a pilot

in the Air Force.

They called me the Hawk.

Yeah, I was hell on earth,

but you'd never know it.

Hey, you want

a biscotti?

Uh, no thanks.

I don't blame you.

They're addictive.

So, uh, you served

in Grenada?

Yeah. There's a war that

the media ignored, huh?

I guess it wasn't sexy

enough for them or whatever.

Hey, come on, Jerry,

off of there.

Off of there,

come on.

Anyway, when I got back,

there was nothing-

no parades,

no celebrations.

I had nothing.

Nothing except Gina.

Was that your girlfriend?

No, she didn't even

know I existed.

But I used to watch

her... a lot.

Dr. P was going to

teach me how to get her.

Well, did it work?

Actually, it went

pretty well at first.

We started dating,

even talked about

getting a place together,

down at the shore.

She's real pretty.

Eh.

My little squirrel-

that's what I used to call her.

'Cause of the way

her tooth come down

over her lip like that.

Dr. P thought she

was cute, too.

Guys like Dr. P, they can

have anyone they want.

And?

What do you mean "And"?

Look around- I live

in a sh*t hole with 50 cats.

I'm sorry, I...

Jesus Christ.

I guess I meant, you know,

how did he do it?

Who knows?

He suckered her in

with some bull crap story

about his wife dying.

And he told her he was

some fancy-pants doctor.

Took her down to a medical

conference in Miami-

a medical conference which

did not exist, by the way-

and she went for it,

hook, line and sinker.

Poor Gina.

Worst part about it is,

three months later,

he dumps her.

She was devastated.

What's this?

This is just some information

I've been collecting about him

over the past nine years.

You know,

where he eats,

where he sleeps,

phone records, et al.

Keep it- maybe

it'll help you.

Actually, I have a better idea.

Why don't you come back

to the city with me?

I can really use

your help.

Oh, no; no can do.

Come on, we can

take this guy- Lesher, too.

Lesher?

Yeah.

He raped you, didn't he?

Huh?!

Lesher raped

you, right?

No.

No, I just think

he's a jerk.

Oh, yeah.

Yeah, me, too.

I think he's a jerk, too.

I don't know what

his... problem is.

What?

No. Nothing.

d I'm gonna get free,

I'm gonna get free d

d I'm gonna get free d

d Ride into the sun d

d She never loved me d

d She never loved me,

she never loved me d

d Why should anyone? d

d Come here, come here,

come here d

d I'll take your photo for you d

d Come here, come here,

come here d

d Drive you around the corner d

d Come here, come here,

come here d

d Move out to California! d

This is unbelievable.

Okay, big deal.

So Dr. P uses a lot

of different identities.

And so he's done

some bad things.

So what?

We've all done stuff

we're not proud of.

Look...

I had this guy I know

over at the parking bureau

run his information.

Turns out,

Dennis Sherman- Dr. P-

bought two first-class tickets

to Miami.

So?

So...

I think he's

taking Amanda.

So?

So...

I have to find out

when they're leaving

and stop them.

But I can't do it alone.

Look, Dr. P

is our teacher,

and we love him.

Plus, he's helped us out,

a lot.

Helped you?

You guys, look at yourselves.

Do you think

you look cool?

Yeah. I'd say

we look pretty cool.

Okay, fine.

I admit it,

you look cool.

But do you

actually think

that after taking

a few classes,

you suddenly are cool?

Whatever, Roger.

We got to go.

Eli-

Let's go.

Yo.

This isn't right.

Come on, Eli.

Do you really

want to risk everything?

Roger's been there for us.

He took down Lesher

and gave us back

our dignity, remember?

Look, we just can't

walk out of here.

I mean, what if I'm next?

Would you guys just, uh,

leave me hanging out there

to get picked off?

Would you want me to leave you?

Is that really

the life we deserve?

We've got one condition.

We're not dealing

with Lesher.

Let me worry about Lesher.

Weird, huh?

Living all the way

out here in the suburbs.

What do you mean?

I don't know.

I'd have pegged Dr. P

for living in Manhattan.

I mean, a rich,

powerful bachelor

could do a lot of

damage in the city

I'm living proof.

All right.

Heads up.

What's he doing?

Going to his car.

Stay down.

Honey...

Oh! What do we

have here?

What is it?

Oh, you're going

to love this, Roger.

I'm sorry, Agent Stryker,

and, um, um...

This is

Agent... Gaylord.

Right.

Agents Stryker

and Gaylord.

We really cannot release

that kind of information.

Lois,

for the last time,

this is a matter of

national security.

You do care

about national security,

don't you, Lois?

LOIS:

Of course. Yes.

But if you could

just imagine, if I...

She's not

listening.

Print out the

passenger list, please.

I'm not allowed to.

Let me ask you

something, Lois.

Do you ever watch

the show 24?

Yes.

Well, think of this as a

real-life version of 24,

only our version

would be called-

what, I don't

know- One.

Don't look around,

Lois; look at me...

...and print out

that list.

It's time to be

part of something bigger.

I want to.

But...

No, shh,

shh, shh...

No, no.

No buts.

Just print.

Eli, what do you got?

ELl:
Your suspicion was

absolutely correct.

Talk to me.

Passenger list confirms two

first-class tickets to Miami-

one for Dennis Sherman,

the other for Amanda.

Flight leaves

tomorrow morning.

Good work.

It's on.

We're just going

to a medical conference.

It's so not a big deal.

Besides, he's gonna be

working most of the time.

It just seems like

a big step.

It's not even a step.

It's just, I don't know,

I want to get away from

all this craziness for a while.

All right.

Hello.

Your ride is here.

All right, I'll be down

in two minutes.

Take your time.

Ah, you look good.

Hello, Lesher.

Remember me?

Oh, damn.

It's okay.

Easy!

Easy, big guy!

Shh...

Shh...

All right, I will.

Bye.

Hi, Rose.

Hi.

Good morning, ma'am.

JFK, right?

Yes, yes.

Amanda Richards?

Yeah, yeah, yeah,

right, right.

ELl:

Check, check, check, one-two.

All systems are go.

How are we looking, people?

This is the Walrus.

The cigar shop

is open for business.

ELl:

Copy that, Walrus.

Falcon. Come in, Falcon.

What's your status? Over.

This is the Falcon.

I'm on the move.

JFK, please.

This is Road

Force One.

We are heavy

and rolling.

LONNIE:

This is the Hawk.

Lesher has been neutralized.

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