The Hitcher Page #2

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- You mean me?

- I mean you.

You! Yes, you!

Okay. We're gonna go

for a little ride now.

You two get in the front.

I'll get in the back.

- One of you open the door.

- Open the door, Jack.

Get in the car!

You and me, we're gonna

get in together, okay?

Ready...

steady...

go.

- Can I close the door?

- Shut the door.

Start the car.

Head for the highway.

Can you call out on that thing and get

me connected with somebody in charge?

I'll try to get through

to Captain Esteridge.

Do it. But don't tell anybody

where we are.

- Central, this is car number...

- I said don't tell them anything.

Central, this is one of your cars

and we've been hijacked by suspect.

He wishes to speak

to Captain Esteridge directly. Over.

Esteridge 10-11.

We'll try to locate. Standby.

This is Captain Esteridge.

Do you read? Over.

Captain, this is Jim Halsey.

You gotta listen to me, Captain.

I swear I didn't kill those people.

I got framed by this guy

I picked up hitchhiking.

What do you suggest

we do, son?

Come on, man. You tell me.

Why don't you

stop things right now...

let my men go

and give yourself up?

I don't have identification.

I don't have anybody to call

for you to check me out.

Are you willing to lay down

your arms and surrender?

I promise I'll do everything in my power

to see to it you're treated fairly.

I'm putting my trust in you, Captain.

Take us in.

Bang.

Well, I know

you caught something...

because you're probably

the best dang fisherman around here.

But if that's the best

you can eat...

I don't know what you're

gonna be able to do.

That'll tide us over until...

Looks to me like you best go.

- Better get on the road.

- Yeah, I'll see you.

Bye, Alice.

Well, what happened to you?

Nothing.

Nothing?

Nothing happened.

- I need some coffee.

- It's brewing.

- Bring it to me at one of the booths.

- You okay, kid?

How do you like Shitsville?

Don't you move.

You stay seated

right where you are...

or I'll blow your brains

through your ass.

The gun is empty.

You never checked it,

did you?

So help me,

I'll blow you in half.

All right.

Squeeze the trigger.

I will.

- Please.

- Oh, I will.

'Cause you can sure as sh*t bet

I'm gonna squeeze mine.

Bam!

Why are you doing this to me?

Come here.

You're a smart kid.

Figure it out.

I didn't do it.

I didn't do any of it.

I'm not gonna shoot anybody.

I'm not a killer.

This morning this guy

tried to kill me.

He's been following me

ever since.

I don't know why.

Do you believe me?

Sure.

No, you don't.

I wouldn't either.

Let's go sit down.

What are you gonna do?

Give up.

I have no choice.

Nice and easy. Come on.

Step down.

All right, step down.

I'm turning myself in.

Get out from behind the door!

Step away from the bus. Get down!

Move!

Move your ass now!

I'm giving up

and I'm not guilty.

You just wasted

two of my friends.

- You spit on my wrist.

- What?

I said, "You spit on my wrist."

Wipe it off.

You can see I'm unarmed.

Wipe it off!

- Come on, Lyle. Go easy.

- Shut up!

- Let's get him back to the station.

- I said, "Shut up!"

Wipe it off!

Put the gun down.

Goddamn you.

Drop your guns! Don't turn around.

Just drop them.

I can't believe you were gonna do

what you were gonna do.

Don't you know who he is?

You got the wrong man, Lyle.

Like hell we do.

Now just settle down and...

- Don't come any closer.

- Hand me that gun.

Just empty them.

You're in enough trouble already.

You just threw your life

down the toilet, girl.

When the truth comes down,

I'll be just fine.

I'm taking him to

the sheriff's office in Riley.

You stay put.

Let's go.

- Now what?

- We're going to Riley.

- Do you know how to use the radio?

- I better let you out here.

No. If I'm in the car with you,

they're not gonna hurt you.

- We can talk to them by radio.

- What are you gonna say?

We're gonna turn ourselves in.

Buckle your seat belt.

Do mine.

Hello? Can you read me?

We want to turn ourselves in.

We're turning ourselves in.

Can you read me? Over.

Listen to me this time.

We are turning ourselves in.

We just want to turn ourselves in!

Do you read me?

Hello!

The bastard's on his way.

Hold it there.

That's a good speed.

Sh*t.

Get the gun! Use it!

- No, I'm not gonna shoot anybody!

- Aim for the tire.

- Oh, God!

- They're gonna kill us!

- Use it! Shoot 'em!

- No!

I got you.

Jesus Christ! Use the gun!

Shoot back!

You got him. Watch it.

She's got a gun.

Watch it. Get down.

You got him.

I dropped the gun.

You what?

Get the shotgun!

Be careful, now.

There you go.

Hold on!

Holy sh*t!

Are you okay?

Yeah. Yeah, I'm okay.

Let's go, you son of a b*tch!

Oh, God.

Come on.

Let's get out of here.

- Why didn't he kill us?

- Let's go.

Why didn't he kill us?

Let's go.

Are you okay?

Why'd you pick him up?

I wanted to help him...

and I was tired.

I thought he'd

help me stay awake.

Can I sit by you?

- What are you doing?

- I want to call my father.

- No. No calls.

- It's only my father.

I said, no calls.

Not until we figure out

what we're gonna do.

I can explain it.

It's not that simple.

I already tried.

I'm scared.

Me too.

Thanks.

Nash?

Are you awake?

Let's head 'em out!

No, I'm okay. Don't...

I'm okay.

I just want you

to know where I am.

Everybody's

got this whole thing wrong.

No, I sound funny,

but I'm okay.

The Apostle Paul told us

to look within ourselves...

for the very spirit of faith.

You must look to nature where

the spirit is replenished daily.

I'm Reverend Hollis Maxwell inviting you

to visit a church this Sunday.

This is Channel 3,

KCIK Television, in Texas...

licensed by the F.C.C.

in Washington, D. C...

ending its broadcast day.

We invite you to join us

tomorrow at 6:
00 A.M.

All right.

Don't hurt him, Ed.

You take it easy now.

Are you Jim Halsey?

- Who are you?

- I'm Captain Esteridge.

We spoke on the radio.

Where is she?

You come along with us now.

We're gonna need your help.

Hostage situation.

Hold your fire.

Hold it!

Please, don't!

Why don't you do something?

F***in' do something!

We can't!

Hold it!

- No!

- Do something!

If we shoot him, his foot will come off

that clutch, and that truck will roll.

Please!

Now, you get in there

and you see what you can do.

Please, do something!

Please, help!

She's sweet.

The gun is loaded.

Go for it.

Go ahead. Pick it up.

Tell you what... I'll let you hold

the gun on me before I do anything.

They'll catch you.

Please!

Yeah. Sure.

So what?

Pick up the gun.

Do something!

Put it in my face.

Right there.

That's good.

You know what to do.

Now do it.

Squeeze the trigger.

She'll die.

Oh, God.

You useless...

waste.

I can't tell you

how sorry I am for you, son.

Anything I can do for you?

When you're finished here,

you should go see a real doctor...

and get a complete checkup.

We all know there

was nothing you could do.

- Who is he?

- We don't know.

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