Stakeout Page #6

- No.|- No?

Well, I guess it must|have been me, huh?

We're doing okay.|We're doing fine.

- How about some coffee?|- Yeah, coffee's good.

Yeah, we'll have some coffee,|we'll calm down, talk about Gail.

- Can we have some coffee please?|- Sure.

- I'm impressed.|- I was just in the neighbourhood.

I'm beginning to like|this neighbourhood more and more.

I was a little worried|after that phone call.

Yeah, yeah, well,|I was kind of out of it...

but, uh, I guess this|isn't the best time, eh?

Uh-uh. A date's a date.

Oh, look, Maria, I'm-|I'm really involved-

There's nothing to fear|Baby, now that you're near me

I've never seen anything so clearly

- Oh, boy.|- This night was made for one thing only

To come as close as we can come

This night was made|for one thing only

It's such a change|Someone nice like you

Oh, boy.

I'm in over my head here.

- Stay with me.|- Maria-

You don't want me|to break my phone, do you?

If I do, they'll send|somebody else here.

We've gotta keep rising

And never let go

I won't ever let you say goodbye

Oh, Bill.

- F*** Bill.|- This night was made for one thing only

- To come as close as we can come|- So let it begin

This night was made|for one thing only

- Never let go|- To come as close as we can come

- Where do we begin|- Begin

- You could fjust hold me|- Just hold me

- Where do we begin|- Where do we begin

- You could fjust hold me|- You could fjust hold me

Where do we begin

God!

I had a bad dream.

Oh, scary monsters.

Where'd they get you?|Here?

Here.

Here?

- What time is it?|- Seven thirty. What-

Jesus Christ!

What's wrong?

- It's morning.|- Are you gonna be late for work?

- Uh-huh. - Could you call and tell|them you'll be a little late, maybe?

- Mm-mm. Mm-mm.|- No?

- Listen, uh, you think you could lend me a hat?|- A hat?

Yeah, yeah, a hat. I got this really bad skin condition,|and it's very dangerous for me to go out in the sun.

- Like a rash?|- Yeah, yeah, like a rash.

- It's- It's- But it's worse. - Oh. Is this one|of the things you don't want to tell me about?

No, no, no, no, it's nothing, really.|It's nothing serious.

I'm not sure it's your colour.

Seems perfectly fine.

- Much better.|- Thank you.

Wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait,|wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait.

I really got you|thinking now, don't I?

Wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait,|wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait.

- Could I borrow this?|- It's yours.

What are you waving at, huh?|Huh? Who you waving at?

Hey,Jack. Jack! This may be him.|Get on that horn, eh?

- Oh, right.|- Get on that horn.

Lynn,Jack Pismo,|Speck Road stake-out.

We have a man|running from the house.

Caucasian, about five-ten.

Jeans, jacket, pink hat,|and he's heading south.

Caucasian, five-ten, jeans,|jacket, pink hat?

Yeah, pink hat and a shawl.|He's heading south.

- Excuse me. My fault. My fault. Sorry.|- What are you doing?

No, no, back it up!

A**hole.

Get away from me!|Get down!

Get away from me!|Down!

Come on, come on!|Get in!

Did we, uh, practise safe sex?

- Hello?|- Hi, it's Maria.

- Hi. Hi. What's wrong?|- Did I wake you?

No, no, no, no, no.|It's okay.

- Where are you?|- I'm at home. Now, you listen to me, fella.

Just because you said you're having a little bit of|trouble doesn't mean I'm gonna let you off the hook.

Holy sh*t!

- I can't talk now.|- Are you all right?

- I have to call you back.|- What is it? Is it the police?

Hello? Bill?

We also have a videotape of a man|leaving the Speck Road house.

Now, we don't know if|it's the same man that's on the phone...

or if he has any relationship|with Montgomery.

We're not taking any chances.

We also found this.

"Bill"? I mean, that's|the last f***in' straw. You break it-

Good night.

Hey, hey, hey, I'm serious, man.|It ends right here.

Either you break it off,|or you get your ass reassigned...

'cause I'm not|goin' down with you!

I busted my ass to make detective before|30. I'm not gonna let you f*** that up!

You got that, Chris?

Yeah, I got that.

You used to be a hell|of a cop, man.

Get your sh*t together.

Ah.

Uh-oh, bacon on the left.|Bacon burgers on the left.

- Great.|- God damn it!

All right. Get in the back.|Use the shotgun.

- I'm not shootin' at cops!|- Get in the back, man.

How far are you|gonna take this?

Yeah!

Watch this.

Oh, yeah.

Sh*t!

Ah!Jesus!

Hang on, little buddy.|I'm gonna jam 'em.

- Doin' all right? -|No. - Just hang in there.

Oh, f***. It's over, man.

It's over.

It's never over till it's over.|Keep your head down, man.

- Keep your head down!|- Oh, it's gotta stop, man.

Whoa. Whoa!

- Hope this road goes somewhere.|- We're never gonna get out of this!

- What the hell are you doing?|- We're blowin' this pop stand.

- It's over.|- They got Montgomery?

Yeah, a couple hours ago.|Couldn't get many details...

but apparently|there was some big shoot-out.

Their car ended up in the Nisqually|River, and no one came out.

So, we get a pat on the back...

job well done, next case.

You know, you are one|lucky son of a b*tch.

- What are you gonna do about her?|- Oh, man, I-

I think I love her.|I really do.

Well, I'd hate to think you|risked it all just 'cause you liked her.

Yeah, yeah.

Now comes the hard part.|Say, how do you feel...

about going across the street|and telling her that I'm a cop...

and I'm not a phone man and I've been lying|to her and I've been taking pictures...

- and looking at her through|telescopes and- - Uh-uh. No.

Yeah. I didn't think|you'd like that.

You know, I always thought|it would be you that screwed up.

Well, maybe I'll learn|from your mistakes.

- Probably not.|- Probably not. No.

- Wish me luck.|- Good luck.

The force of the water|against the car...

is making it extremely difficult|to pull it from the river.

It is not yet confirmed, but it|is believed that the body...

of escaped prisoner Richard "Stick"|Montgomery is still trapped inside.

The body of his cousin, Caylor Reese,|was found two miles downriver.

- Normally, police divers would have tried to pull Montgomery free...|- Hi.

but due to the car's|precarious position...

and the force of the water,|that has not been possible.

Are you all right?

I know. I know.

- Maybe we should talk.|- Uh-huh.

You're wanted by the law,|aren't you?

Is that what you think?

Well, I heard sirens|this morning after you left.

The police follow you here?

I don't think I realized until just now|the size of the hole that I dug for myself.

How much trouble are you in?

You're not gonna like me|very much when I tell you this.

Oh, God. I never should've|let this happen.

But I did.

I want you to know,|before you start hating me-

and you will start hating me-|that I've fallen in love with you.

Don't, don't, don't.

Don't interrupt a confession.

I don't work|for the phone company.

And my name is not Bill.|It's Chris.

- You're a cop?|- I'm a detective.

I'm staking out the home of an|ex-girlfriend of an escaped federal prisoner.

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