The Getaway Page #5

Hot out there, ain't it? It must be 114 degrees.

Y'all come in for the races, I'll bet.

Y-Y'all watch your step. Watch your step please, ma'am.

A horse'll run a good second faster out there...

than any other track in the country.

It's just somethin'.

Now, if one thing does hold true to form, it's the speed horse.

A speed horse, he's runnin' just as hard as he can for as long as he can.

What they try to do is to rate those things. That's a whole 'nother story.

This here... This here's your livin' room.

Bathroom, shower, toilet, bedroom, bed.

Over in the top drawer you got the Gideon Bible.

Right out here you got a veranda.

Oh, it's just a beautiful sunset there, lady.

Now... here you go.

-What's in there? -That'd be your closet there. It's...

Oh! God! What're ya... Oh!

Open up your mouth. Say "Ahhh."

Ahhh! Ahhh!

You got two choices here, pal: You can live or you can die.

-What's it gonna be? -I don't wanna die.

You do the right thing, you might even make a little bit of money.

Huh?

I'll tell you what. I'll go check us into the hotel.

You go find someplace around here and get us some new clothes.

Here you go, Doc. Passport.

Credit card, driver's license.

All cherry stuff. Never been reported.

That stuff's so good, you can go anywhere you want to,

no matter how hot you may be.

Here's the key to your room, 234.

Nobody else on that floor but you. All you gotta do is lay low a while.

Then we'll get you on out of here, okay?

Carol went to get us some fresh clothes.

We're both hungry. Send up some food as soon as you can.

-How about some sandwiches? -That'll be fine.

It's gonna be an hour, maybe more.

When my wife comes back, have that kid take care of anything she might need.

-I gave him the day off. -Then you do it.

I can't. I-I've gotta watch the front desk. You know how it goes.

Doc, look, I'll work on the food, okay? Doc!

This ain't the Hilton.

-Can I come in? -Sure.

-Give me that room key, or I'll kill you...

and I'll kill your little kitty too.

You see Gollie's face when he bounced off that door?

- Hey, Gollie, what's in here?

- I don't know. Let's find out.

Open your mouth! Open it wider!

-Yeah? - He's here.

Room 234.

Wants me to bring him up some sandwiches in about an hour.

Yeah, 234.

Hang it up.

-Get dressed.

-Good flight, Jim? -They still in there?

Yeah, both of 'em. McCoy and his wife showed up a little while ago.

Mm-hmm. That's nice.

Fire up the grill, boys. It's barbecue time.

-Want some of these? -Let's go, baby. Come on.

Hey, wake up. Come on, let's go.

What's the matter?

Get dressed. We're leavin' right now.

What is it?

It's Gollie.

Somethin' bothering me about him.

He's always got his family around.

That wife and kid of his always stick close...

to make sure he stays away from the horses and the booze.

So what?

If they're not here, then there's somethin' wrong.

Maybe they took the day off.

What's the plan?

The plan is, shut up.

-Come on, baby, we gotta move.

Who is it?

- Sandwiches for Mr. McCoy. It's your food, ma'am.

He's in the shower. Can you leave them outside?

Um, no, I can't do that, ma'am.

You have to pay now, 'cause I have to pay the boy that brought up the food.

Well, I'm not dressed. You'll have to wait.

Hello?

All right.

- Ma'am, how much longer are you gonna be?

- Rudy!

My Rudy! Rudy! Don't touch my Rudy!

Don't hurt my Rudy! Don't hurt my Rudy!

Don't hurt my Rudy!

Let's get out of here.

-Ah, what is it? Is it... 204? -

-Is it, uh, 314?

Ooh!

Ooh! My, my, my, my, my. Now, you may wanna watch this.

What are you gonna do with that thing?

-What are you doin' to me? No! No! -Right there.

Please let me go! It's 309!

-There he is! -Get him!

-Get the bastard! -Get him! Get out there!

Get down, down!

-She's a f***ing girl! Get over there!

-Get over there!

I'm hit! I'm hit!

Get off that floor!

My knee! My knee!

Here we come!

Just put down the bag, Doc.

We don't give a sh*t about what you did to Benyon.

We just want the money.

Get up there!

Get ready.

-I'll meet you up on the roof. -Yeah.

Come on! Get McCoy! He went around the corner.

Go! Go!

-Was that gunfire? -Nah, someone's TV.

Rudy?

Rudy?

Rudy?

Rudy? Where's Rudy?

Rudy. Rudy.

Rudy? Rudy?

Rudy! Rudy!

Rudy! Rudy!

Sh*t! Ah, sh*t!

-Hey!

-Get up!

Come on! Stand up!

-Where you goin', Doc?

-Get up! Turn around!

I wanna see your face!

Get up! Stand up!

Should've killed me when you had the chance.

Bang, bang.

Doc!

This f***ing thing. Sh*t!

See ya later, Doc.

He's a big tall man, and he has...

Rudy!

Give me the gun.

Get outta here! Run!

Out the back.

-Hey, man. -We need a lift.

All you gotta do is ask. Get in.

-Where are we headed? -Mexico.

I love Mexico!

You know, I was thinkin' about taking

a trip down there myself.

Not in this big a hurry, though. Hang on!

-Take it easy, fella.

Well, I guess you ain't gonna shoot me, are ya?

I kind of doubt it.

That's good. I'll cooperate, don't worry about that.

Yes, sir, I've had a few run-ins with the law myself.

Is that right?

About three years ago I dynamited some fish down by the reservoir.

That little job cost me $100.

They wouldn't even let me keep the fish.

- What's your name? -Slim.

You're a bad boy, Slim.

Where are you going today?

-You sure this is gonna work? -Absolutely positive.

-What if it doesn't? -I'll floor it.

Buenos dias, Slim. ? Como esta?

Doin' just fine, Jose. This here's my nephew and his wife.

We thought we'd go over and do a little sightseein'.

Don't forget to buy something.

Si, se? Or. You got my word on that.

I didn't think we'd have a problem back there.

I got me a little se? Orita here in town.

Fellas kind of know me.

-You got a se? Orita? -Mm-hmm.

Shame on you. Your wife know about it?

My wife's been gone for ten years.

If she was still around, I wouldn't be goin' no place but home.

-Are you two married? -Yeah.

Well, it's a tough haul sometime,

but let me tell you, it's well worth it.

I think the most important thing in life is...

somethin' you got to give to each other.

Don't never forget it.

- Pull over up here.

You folks gonna be all right out here?

Let me ask you something.

-How much money you make last year? -Twelve thousand.

I'll tell ya, I'll give ya 20,000 for the truck.

Are ya serious?

I sure am.

Whew! And, uh, I keep my mouth shut,

and I don't say nothin' about the truck.

I've never seen you two before. Right?

You got it.

Could, uh... Could you make it 30?

-How about 40? -Damn!

Ma'am, you got a deal. She's all yours.

You're gonna have to make your own way back to the border, though.

Oh, I'll make it. Don't worry about me.

Vaya con Dios. Same to you.

She's a good old truck.

She won't win any races, but she'll run forever.

-I just put new brakes in her. -Good.

-Y'all take care, ya hear? -Yeah.

Damn!

Adios, amigos!

Goddamn!

Whenever I'm weary

From the battles that rage in my head

You make sense of madness

When my sanity hangs by a thread

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