The Wrong Guy Page #7

-- Lynn...

-- What?

I'm sorry about getting you

involved in all of this.

You know,

possibly getting you killed

and ruining your father's

business.

It would have gone under

anyway.

Great.

Then everything's okay.

Well, not really.

I still might get killed.

Right.

I'm sorry about that.

It's all right.

Ow. I'm sorry.

Did you bring the money?

I brought the money.

Hey, that's Ken Daly.

I work with him.

He's gonna find a way

to capture the killer

and get us to safety.

Shut up.

Oh.

That's Ken Daly.

I work with him --

I-I heard. I heard.

Open it slowly, Daly.

I've never trusted you.

I may be

a coldblooded killer,

but I would never marry just

to further my career.

Hey, you don't know

what it's like out there.

There you go.

$500,000.

[ Locks snap ]

Oh, and, uh,

here's your passport.

Iraq?

I asked

for a Swiss passport.

Oh, they --

they didn't have any.

You'll never get away

with this.

Of course I will.

It's simply a matter

of killing both of you,

taking the money,

and escaping

through this hatch,

which runs under

the Rio Grande to Mexico.

Where you'll find a car

waiting with provisions.

Open the hatch, Daly.

Why?

You got what you want.

Just go.

I will...

just as soon as you open

the hatch.

Hey, Ken...

thanks for saving my life.

I'm not gonna save

your life.

As soon as I kill him,

I'm gonna kill you, too.

No, you're gonna save me.

You double-crossing bastard.

[ Four gunshots ]

[ Thud ]

Hey.

You know what I think?

What?

I think Daly was

in on this thing

right from the start.

I think he hired you

to kill Nagel.

Of course he did.

Nelson, you solved

the mystery.

-- Yeah. Hey.

-- What?

What do you say you and l

get out of here?

Okay.

[ Gun c*cks ]

Detective Arlen, we really

should do something

about those gunshots.

All right.

Let's roll.

Ho! Ho! Ho! Ho!

I'm commandeering this vehicle.

Official police business.

It's an emergency.

Move it!

Go sit on that bench

over there.

[ lndistinct conversations ]

Ready.

Take that.

Give me that.

[ Panting ]

You see? It's like I said.

He is stuck.

I think his head is

probably wedged between

the ladder rungs.

Arlen on megaphone:

We know you're in there.

We've got you surrounded.

Up the ladder.

Let's go.

Stay back...

or the supercop gets it!

What supercop?

The supercop

I'm holding hostage.

Are you saying you

have a third hostage

we cannot see?

You're not a supercop,

are you?

You're just

an ordinary idiot.

No, I'm -- I'm -- I'm --

No, I'm sorry, Lynn.

I'm not a supercop.

Well, I kinda figured.

-- I just didn't want

to embarrass you in

front of the killer.

-- Ohh.

All right!

I may not have any supercops,

but these two human lives

are valuable, right?!

[ Gunshot ]

Sorry about that.

One of our boys

got a little overzealous.

All right!

But if one more cop shoots me,

I'm gonna kill at least one

of my hostages!

We don't want anybody

to get hurt.

I'm already hurt!

Right. We don't anybody

else to get hurt.

Agreed?

There has to be some way

out of this.

What do you suggest?

Give yourself up?

How does that help me?

I don't know.

Tell the snipers to get

in position.

I can hear you!

Sorry.

All right, here's my idea --

safe passage across the border,

a million dollars in cash --

-- And a helicopter.

-- And a helicopter!

Wait! Why?

I've always wanted to ride

in a helicopter.

Your helicopter

is on the way.

I don't want a helicopter!

It's on its way.

Cancel it!

We can't cancel it.

We've already

ordered it.

If I even hear a chopper,

I'll kill someone!

Let go of one

of your hostages,

and we'll cancel

the helicopter.

-- I'm serious!

-- [ Gun c*cks ]

Ha! Ha!

What the hell

are you doing?

Ahhh!

[ Spike cracking,

killer grunting ]

[ Fabric ripping ]

Aaahhhhhhh!

-- [ Thud ]

-- Uhhh!

[ Guns cocking ]

I fell on my keys.

[ lndistinct talking

on police radio ]

Good work, Arlen.

Just doing my job.

I do, however,

have a few questions.

Yes?

Your expense account shows

you spent some time

in New York City.

Yes?

Well, Bob and I are going

up there next week,

and I was wondering

if you could suggest a show.

[ Laughing ]

Of course.

"Moby the Musical" --

a must-see.

-- "Beauty and the Beast"

was terrific.

-- Really?

The candlestick looks

just like a candlestick.

-- The teapot looks a lot

like a teapot.

-- Is that right?

So I guess you'll be taking

your million-dollar reward

and leaving me forever.

Oh.

O-Okay.

Sir --

Oh, there's -- there's

no need to thank me.

I just did what any

good citizen would do.

Uh, uh,

that's our blanket.

Oh.

There you go.

You don't have to leave,

you know.

-- Really?

-- Yeah, really.

Oh, great, great,

'cause, you know...

something happened to me

back there

with that gun pointed

at my head.

I had, um,

I had a, uh...

-- An epiphany?

-- No, no.

It was more like a realization,

but on a grand scale.

An epiphany.

No, no, it had, like,

religious proportions to it.

You're describing

an epiphany.

Well, whatever it was,

it made me realize how

shallow my life has been.

You know, clawing

my way to the top

of the corporate ladder,

willing to step over anybody

that got in my way.

It was empty

and it was ugly.

But out there in Metcalf

with you and your father --

Iife was real.

I felt, for the first time,

that I belonged somewhere.

I think

more than anything,

I'd like to go back there

and save your father's bank,

marry you,

and settle down.

I hate Metcalf.

Or we could stay

in Cleveland.

You know, I can jump back

into the rat race. Either way.

Cleveland

sounds good to me.

But we get married,

right?

-- Oh, right.

-- Oh, good. Good.

[ Engine turns over ]

Chorus:

It's a whale of a tale

And as told by Ishmael

Ishmael:
Moby's on his way

Make a wish,

here's the fish

If he's caught,

he'll be delish

A blubbery buffet

Ahab's pissed,

he once missed

He's no ichthyologist

He thinks Moby Dick's

a king-size fish fillet

He'll throw

his steel harpoon

Revenge is his real soon

Soon as Moby's on his way

Man:
Take it, Queequeg!

-- [ Queequeg grunting ]

-- Ooh ooh ooh ooh

Woman:
Hey, pretty good!

Whoo!

Ooh ooh ooh ooh

Ahab:
Blast ye, matey!

Men:
Whoo!

Women:
Whoa!

All:
Whoa!

Ahab:
Something white

off the starboard bow!

We're amazed, he's unfazed

Yep, ole Ahab's

kind of crazed

Hurry, old great white,

do not delay

Just put it in fifth gear

We wish that you were here

We hear that Moby's gone

Yeah, he's real, real gone

We hear that Moby's

on his way!

Gangster girl

Bom Ba-i-o bom

Your love has got my guns

firing

Gangster girl,

gangster girl

In the lineup, you're the one

I'm admiring

Ba-ooh dom dom

Listen,

can you hear the sirens?

Here comes the sirens

Well, none of your crimes

have been violent

Do do do do

I want to hear you say,

"I love you"

Wa-ooh wa-ooh wa-ooh

You have the right

to remain silent

Do do do do

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