The Gauntlet Page #3

You know who they are?

The people looking for her.

You know who they are?

Let's just say

that your story's true...

...about them dudes in the car

shooting at you first.

If them two are examples,

I'd say the folks hunting for her...

...have the initials M-O-B.

You didn't tell me

it was the Mob after us...

...raising the odds.

Who the hell are you protecting?

I'm not protecting anybody.

I didn't know.

Sh*t!

Now you got the cops

on your ass too.

The good guys and the bad guys.

You're between a rock

and a hard place, boy.

You ain't got a chance in hell.

No, sir!

What do you say, colonel?

Let's us get a taste of her

and turn her ass in. Okay?

Pull over up here.

Pull into this station right up here.

Right here. Stop.

Here, take these cuffs.

Put one bracelet on her hand

and one over the roll bar.

Tough guys!

Big tin-star egomaniacs.

Slide out this side.

Right over this side, here.

Over by that booth.

I ask you under penalty of perjury,

Mr. DeLuca...

...are there witnesses to corroborate

what you've told the jury?

One, sir.

One that I can think of.

Just one?

Detective Shockley from Vegas, sir.

Jesus!

I don't care what you heard.

I'm telling you what happened

and who set me up.

Proof?

Proof against the Mob?

Come off of it, sir!

I've got a scorched ass.

That's all the proof I need.

In the middle of nowhere with

a witness you said means nothing.

And everybody in this town's

shooting at me.

And I'm slightly worried about it.

You've got to bring me in.

I'd like an escort.

A convoy of Arizona police...

...to take me and the prisoner

back to Phoenix.

Where and when?

The Arizona border's

an hour away from here.

I'll be riding in a constable's car.

You copy?

Affirmative.

You'll have your escort.

You'll transfer from

the constable's vehicle...

...to an escort car in 60 minutes.

Can you handle it...

...or should I write it in braille

and shove it up your ass?

Yes, sir.

Take us to the border.

I heard some of that phone stuff

so I guess you are a cop.

So you know I got to call in

at quitting time, which is now.

Call in, tell them you need

the car for another hour.

Say your mother-in-law

was hit by a truck.

Tell them anything,

just make believers out of them.

You mind if I ask you a question?

How many times a month

you spread your legs?

Just drive the car, will you?

I got a chance to learn

something, colonel.

As long as I got to chauffer

the little strumpet.

You mind if a country boy

picks up a little education?

I got this buddy...

...he had the idea we'd open

a string of whorehouses...

...and advertise

like fried chicken places.

"Finger-lickin' good!"

How's it work with your kind?

You go to some kind of special school?

I have a B.A. From Finch College.

Is that where you learned

how to give head?

Will you shut up, for chrissake!

Colonel, you coming to

the strumpet's rescue?

I bet you had some ideas

of getting some gash yourself.

Maybe you already had

a taste of it, huh?

Ain't nothing like

a slice of the damp, is there?

You can't fool Deke.

I seen you zip your fly...

Will you shut up!

Let him talk.

Were you going to shoot

a fellow officer, colonel?

What'll you tell them back home?

I was insulting your whore?

Looks like you done lost

your hero-boy.

I can take care of myself.

Yeah, I bet you can at that.

Let's me and you have a little talk.

Did you ever go down on

another little girl?

Ever have it done to you?

Whores just don't make it with guys.

They make it with anybody

with cash, right?

Bet you do.

Bet I'd like to watch you too.

Yes, ma'am. I'd really dig

watching you.

Them little melons

all pink and tight.

That little ass a-humping

and a-jerking around.

Them long legs

all jacked up juicy-like.

I bet it don't take much

to get you all wet...

...and hot to trot, does it?

Talk to me. I want to know

what it's like being a whore.

Actually, I always thought

it was rather like being a cop.

You did?

Not unlike being on the take at

two dozen bars in downtown Vegas.

Taking money from

some politician each time...

...you peel his drunken kid's Cadillac

off a telephone pole.

Strong-arming the Chicanos

in the barrio on Saturday night.

Busting kids for smoking grass...

...then taking a kickback

from heroin dealers.

Or those occasions

when you do bust a pusher...

...and skim the haul

when you've made the collar.

Sell it to your

dope addict buddies on the force.

She's sure onto all our tricks.

As I see it...

...the only difference between us,

is that when I quit work...

...I take a long hot bath...

...and I'm clean

as the day I was born.

But a cop...

...especially a flunkie like you...

...when sheriff whistles,

you squat.

And what he does to you

rots your brain.

No amount of water

can get you clean again.

You going to take that crap?

You were the one

that wanted her to talk.

I know you don't like women like me.

We're a bit aggressive.

We frighten you.

Because you've got

filth in your brain.

The only way

you'll ever clean it out...

...is to put a bullet through it.

Does your wife know you masturbate?

You've had your chat.

Now drive!

What's going to happen at the border?

We'll pick up an escort

to take us to Phoenix.

Who?

Police.

Arizona police.

How do you know?

Because I asked for them.

Did you call the same person

you telephoned from the house?

When I saw you back in the culvert

you said you'd been set up.

It seemed that way at the time.

What's changed since then?

What are you trying to say?

Somebody's trying to kill me.

Since you're along,

you're a target too.

The car that blew up,

and the guys who shot at us...

...could've been the Mob.

But back at the house,

those were cops outside.

Somehow they got the wrong message.

Maybe it was a legitimate mistake.

Maybe not.

But if it wasn't...

...who would've given them

the wrong message?

How would I know?

Not my guys.

Not the guys on my own force,

for chrissake!

You're probably right.

But let's just say that

there's a chance you're wrong.

Just one chance in a thousand.

The state line's a pretty

lonely place to find out.

Hear what she said

about your own people?

You going to sit there

and take that sh*t?

How far is the state line?

About 10 miles.

I really do have a college degree.

State line's just beyond

that next rise up there.

Good thing you're out of here.

I ever see you again,

you've had it.

I may be wrong.

But what if I'm right?

Pull over here.

Pull over and stop!

The hell, you say!

I'll leave your gun by the road.

You can pick it up later.

Damn bet I will!

You'll have some fast talking to do.

They'll wonder why you bailed out,

and I'll tell them.

You chose sides.

Got yourself a little nookie

and chose sides!

Sh*t!

Better get a move on.

If you're wrong,

I want to be there to explain...

...before that a**hole

starts spouting off.

Red Fox One, this is Kingman relay.

Has Rabbit arrived yet?

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