Stretch Page #5

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- F***!

- Hey, relax. We'll get him.

Get a hold of the justice

lawyers downstairs,

tell them to sit tight,

do not let them book flights home.

Order them room service.

Call the LAPD,

run deep background on this a**hole.

'Cause I need to find out everything known

and unknown about this shithead!

Oh, sh*t.

Candice.

F***.

F***!

Whatever you do, don't follow her.

You're following her.

The chances of seeing her tonight

have gotta be f***ing astronomical.

Right, you need

to turn around and leave.

Do you not recall those wicked little

left hooks to the heart she threw,

that knocked your ass flat

for an entire f***ing year?

All you are doing

is chasing more punishment.

Seriously, what are you doing?

Club soda.

All right. Great, okay.

Well, you're here,

what's the play, hotshot?

You guys, I'm just gonna be right back.

I'm gonna get more.

Right. Here she comes.

- Say something cool.

- Oh, my God.

- Kevin.

- What?

- Hey!

- Hi.

- How are you?

- Good.

- Yeah.

- You?

Yeah... it's...

Yeah, good, it's my...

- It's...

- Bachelorette party I'm gonna guess.

- Yeah.

- Good.

Great suit. You look... You look good.

You look better.

Congratulations, too.

- Really?

- Yeah.

- You mean it?

- Of course, of course. I'm so happy for you.

- Happy?

- Yeah.

- Really?

- You bet.

Are you... Are you meeting someone or...

I'm actually here on business,

unfortunately.

A client, right? Someone you're driving?

No, no, no.

I'm not really,

driving anymore, Candice.

I'm being driven.

Could I get a vodka juice, please?

Thank you.

What do you mean?

Are you carrying a gun?

I seriously can't talk about it.

It's better that I go.

Subject arrived in a stretch limo.

There's bullet holes in the side panel.

They look recent.

And a check on the license plate says

the limo reported as stolen.

Tag that limo! This a**hole

will lead us straight to Karos,

but you're gonna put rotating

parallels on him.

No straight tails because if he's a cop,

he's gonna sniff 'em out.

Copy that.

- So?

- Yeah?

- What's in there?

- Oh, can't say.

- Is it money?

- Hmm.

You're not mixed up

in anything illegal, are you?

Candice.

Thank you.

Thank you.

You have no idea

what your leaving did for me.

And by breaking up with me

you gave me the greatest gift ever.

The life that I always wanted,

I now have.

There we go.

You just seem so together.

You know, I don't know.

You look... You look better

than I've ever seen you.

- Ready for your car, sir?

- Yeah.

So, listen... we're gonna go out

if maybe you wanna see

one another later.

Candice, you need to enjoy

your last night of freedom.

I need you to go upstairs now, okay?

All right?

Suspect is in front of the club conversing

with an unknown female.

You're gonna make a beautiful bride

and a wonderful, wonderful wife.

Bye.

Twenty bucks if you

drive me out of here.

Make it 40 and I'll do it.

F***er.

Just get the door for me, please?

- There you go.

- Oh.

Oh, blowing a kiss?

Bro, who the f*** was that?

An ex or something?

No, dude. That was the ex.

What? Did she dump your ass?

She destroyed me.

- Well, payback's a b*tch. Am I right?

- Yes, it is. You are right.

How long have you been

planning that stunt?

I didn't. It just... It just happened.

She look like that

when you went out with her?

- Yeah.

- Yeah?

- That b*tch is f***ing fine.

- Thank you.

- She have those tits when you dated her?

- Yeah.

Those things look natural, were they?

Okay, see, the principle of a payback

is that you get to enjoy it.

And I'm not being able

to do that right now.

- You know what I'd like to enjoy? Those tits.

- I gotcha. I gotcha.

Ever do that thing where you put

your dick between them?

What'd you just do?

F***. Your limo just lost power, man.

- Did you just do that?

- Oh, now this NavStar light's blinking.

- What?

- That's probably bad news.

Oh, f***!

- Stretch?

- What? Hey...

Did they just use the NavStar system

to disable the limo?

Yes, they did.

- God damn it.

- I'm outta here, bro.

- Good luck!

- Where you going?

Hold on, Charlie.

I'll call you back! Wait!

- Stretch!

- Hey, man, where you going?

Bro, this car is dead.

- Can you help me push, please?

- No, it's not going anywhere. Oh, hey! Look!

Sh*t! Come on! Come on!

Get back on the wheel

and please help me push.

- Take the tow truck!

- I can't take the tow truck, all right?

I got a client! Shut the f*** up!

Hey! Hey! Be nice to me!

- Hey! I'm being nice to you!

- I'm helping you!

- You're doing a great job!

- I'm helping you!

Thank you! Thank you

for that positive feedback.

- I could do with less sarcasm.

- You're doing wonderful. Fantastic.

- We should go out sometime.

- Really? Do you mean that?

- No!

- Because a bunch of my buddies got married.

- Oh, sh*t. It's f***ing power steering.

- Just push and shut up!

Come on, come on. Here we go.

You just got it on the curb

and in a red-zone.

What the f*** is wrong with you?

- Come on! Just push it a little further.

- What?

Just get it a little further.

We're in the red-zone.

There is no further.

You're up on the curb now.

Come on, man! I'm a...

Just help me push it a little further.

You're definitely

gonna get towed right here.

Fine, fine, fine, fine. Here.

- Pleasure doing business with you, man.

- Yeah.

Eat your own dick! Suck it!

If I lose this limo now, it's game over.

- I'm done. My fate is sealed.

- Oh, God.

Come on, start! Start. Come on, start!

Holy sh*t. The Jovi.

I don't know about you, hoss,

but I don't like where this is headed.

No, no, no, no, no, no, no.

The vehicle you are occupying

has been reported stolen.

The engine functions have been disabled.

Come on! Damn it!

Whether that fate is a wrath-of-God-like

beating from Boris there,

or just wasting away in a life

I never intended to live,

it's got me cornered now.

God, he's really big.

Maybe all this was inevitable.

Facing this now.

Figuring it out on the fly.

Life doesn't allow you to rehearse.

You just have to...

live and learn.

God damn it. That has to mean something.

What do I want it to mean?

And what the hell do I do with it?

That's what I'm talking about!

You know, that really works.

This is the NavStar operator.

Ma'am, this is Detective

Raymond Liotta of the LAPD.

I am occupying the stolen vehicle

and I am pinned down

in a gun battle with the armed

suspects who stole...

Ma'am! You have got to start

this car for me!

Oh, God, Bill! Are you dead?

Oh, man, I think he's dead.

Bill! Bill! Are you hit? You're hit!

Oh, my God! Ma'am, he's hit!

Officer, what is going on?

Oh, my partner's been gun shot.

There's so much blood everywhere!

- Oh, my God.

- They keep firing at us, ma'am!

They keep firing!

Start this car for me, please!

Come on, Billy! Come on, Billy!

Oh, God! I'm outta ammo.

Bill, we're gonna die.

I'm so sorry! I tried!

I did everything I could!

We're good! We're good. We gotta go

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