The Long Kiss Goodnight Page #6

Please.

Let my kid go.

l'm about all out of favors, Chuck.

l'm already letting you spend time

with her while you freeze to death.

They're going to find your bodies...

somewhere in Pennsylvania.

And you're just going to be...

written off as some crazy mommy...

who kidnapped her own kid...

and died with her in a blizzard.

Goddamn you.

Look at her eyes.

Why exactly would l want

to do that?

Because they're yours.

That night...

with you, l got pregnant.

The little girl is your daughter.

That's priceless.

Would you bring

my little b*tch in here?

Hi, princess.

You mind if l take a look

at your f***ing eyes?

We're going to take a nap together.

Like the bears in winter.

Yeah, bears.

Thank you. Thank you!

We'll fall deep asleep.

lt ain't over.

You're going to die screaming.

And l'm going to watch.

Am l telling the truth?

Mommy, it's cold in here.

Just for a minute.

Polar bears, remember?

Open.

Okay, step over this way.

Now.

Give me a spark.

- Sorry to keep you waiting.

- For you, Tim?

Always a pleasure to wait.

l wanted to tell you this story.

The Grinch, like a mean f***er...

but--

Come on!

Do it!

Do it!

lt being Christmas Eve,

l'm going to give you a choice.

The knife?

Or the gun?

Do it!

Mommy, don't cry.

l keep these here

for lighting your candle.

l love you!

Sam called Washington.

By morning this place

will be crawling with Feds.

We'll be gone by then.

Yeah, that's what l'm saying.

Couple of those Feds said they couldn't

sleep and might come early.

That tanker goes bang

at 312 degrees Celsius.

Right in the center of town.

Mommy, am l gonna die?

No, baby.

You're not going to die.

They are.

Cover your ears.

Should we get a dog?

Bye, Mitch.

Thanks for coming.

You foxy b*tch!

- Mommy!

- Run!

Hide!

Yeah, Sam. They don't know

who they're f***ing with.

Where the f*** is that kid going?

Sh*t!

Move it out!

And find that b*tch!

All right, people,

listen up.

Nothing changes.

lcy roads.

Five miles past the town limit.

Plant the car in the ravine

and get your asses out of there.

Where'd you go, baby?

Show Mommy.

Sam, are you out there?

Sam, where are you?

Mitch, l don't believe it!

l just saw Caitlin

climb in the back of the truck.

She's locked in the tool box.

- Left rear.

- Jesus, the truck is a bomb!

Tell me something l don't know.

Timothy rigged it.

We have 20 minutes, tops.

l'll go in and get her.

- No chance.

- l'm close.

l make it a dozen,

with automatic weapons.

Kill them, b*tch!

What are you good for?

You can do this.

Just do one thing right.

Talk to me, Mitch.

Please.

Goddamn it.

On your nine, Mitch!

Left!

Your other left!

- Gracias.

- De nada.

They've got you flanked!

Get out now!

Move it out!

Let's go!

Listen up. She's going to

make a try for the payload.

Units 2 and 4,

watch your back.

Sky 1, get me a chopper in the air.

l'm on my way. Out.

Let me through.

Out!

Clear out!

This truck's going to blow up!

Sir, she's got the truck.

She's headed out of town.

l'm hurt real bad, maybe dying.

Continue dying. Out!

Head her off.

Please!

What the f***!

Not fair!

Not f***ing fair!

Get out of the way!

Hang on, Catey!

Suck my dick,

every one of you bastards.

Oh, honey...

only four inches?

You'll feel me.

Mommy!

Must be in the truck.

Get away from her!

Help!

- Mommy, l hit my head.

- Come on.

Run.

Get out.

Don't go away again.

Please!

The truck is a bomb.

lt's going to blow up.

Go.

l'm right behind you, baby.

Go.

Don't look back.

Good girl.

Here!

Over here!

Mommy, no!

lt's okay.

l'm sorry l left.

Please, get up.

Charlie Team 1,

we are ready to advance.

Charlie 1, that's a negative.

Orders are to...

stand down until notified.

Stop it.

Stop being a little baby.

Get up now.

You're not dead.

Don't you die!

You get up now!

Life is pain!

You just get used to it!

Stand up right this minute, Mommy!

You're grounded.

Get me to the bridge!

l'm not leaving until l know...

that b*tch is dead!

Somebody!

Help me!

l got a kid here!

l got...

my eight-year-old daughter.

Do you hear me?

Somebody get

this motherf***er off me!

- Help me.

- Negative, ma'am.

We understand your request, but--

That's right!

You can't kill me, motherfuckers!

Get in.

Stay here.

l'm here!

l'm here, you bastard.

Die screaming, motherf***er!

Don't let her get to the border!

Cut them off!

Don't hit the cars!

l'm sorry.

l can't drive anymore.

You okay?

Are you stupid?

Hey, gorgeous...

you got your mama's eyes.

Don't let nobody

tell you different.

Hang in there, partner.

Did you forget we're rich?

l'm putting your call

through to the President.

- Hello, Ms. Caine.

- Yes, Mr. President.

l owe you...

the country owes you,

a debt of tremendous gratitude.

l wonder, would l be

out of line if...

l asked you to come back

into government?

Work for the State Department?

Out of the question, sir.

l have a stack of papers to grade.

The money involved would be...

substantial.

You'd be surprised how much

a good teacher can earn.

Oh, gosh, l know,

and l am working on it.

But it's for next term.

Before l go, sir.

There is a small favor l'd like to ask.

Welcome to ''Larry King Live.'' We seek

closure in the Perkins' matter...

He's been indicted on six counts

of high treason.

Joining us is ClA Section Chief,

Walter Hodge.

He's in Langley, Virginia.

At our studio in New York,

intelligence analyst...

Jack E. Wadsworth.

And in our studio here,

Pittsburgh native Mitchell Henessey...

who in a surprise press conference

was singled out...

by the President of the United States

for his role in this affair.

As they say, ''That ain't hay.''

Hello, Mitch, and thanks for coming.

Thank you, Mr. K, for having me.

Mitch, you have had one hell

of a Christmas Eve.

We've heard from our reporter,

Carla Grebs, in Niagara Falls...

that when she first heard the story,

she didn't believe it, right?

What Carla failed to realize,

Mr. King, is that...

l am always frank

and earnest with women.

ln New York, l'm Frank.

ln Chicago, l'm Ernest.

Yeah, l could just sit

out here forever.

Couldn't you?

Captions, lnc. Los Angeles

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