Where the Money Is Page #6
protecting the county's sanction
of the new state committee.
The real story in Oregon,
however,
continues to be
the daring armored-car robbery.
after a word from our sponsors.
- Trained...
- Wednesday on U...
Teamwork is the key
to succ...
[Man On TV] If you've been involved
in an automobile accident...
- Ah!
- Sorry.
But sources estimate the amount of money
stolen at two million dollars.
Police say they have a number of leads
as to the identities of the robbers.
- Henry.
- Kitty!
- Yeah?
- Mrs. Weiler.
- Wants me.
- You got it.
You gotta hold him.
Sit up, Henry.
[Door Closes]
I just heard it on the news.
They found the van at the airport.
They're looking for two guys
who flew to Miami this morning.
[Phone Ringing]
Hello?
Yeah. I know, I know.
I heard.
Yeah.
We're home free. Bye.
What's going on?
See you tomorrow.
We'll take it from here.
Thank you for taking care of him.
- Poor guy.
- [Carol] We have to do something.
Look, I'm sorry,
but what can we do?
We can't let him go back there.
We have to do something.
No, wait. Now, listen.
There's nothing else we can do.
- We have to do something.
- No, Carol. Just come home.
[Indistinct Radio Chatter]
Aw, jeez.
Hey, lady.
Lady, you all right?
- I'm looking for a friend of mine.
- Boy, that's my girl.
Open it up.
Do it!
- How're you doin', Henry?
- What took you so long?
- Aw, man.
- He's much nicer when he's
in a coma, isn't he?
Why would you do this? Can't you just
tell me why? You have no idea...
I told you to come home!
Just get the money together.
We're on our way.
Do you have any idea
what you just did? Do you?
Carol, when are you ever
gonna start using your head?
Ah!
Where you gonna go?
North, probably,
for a while.
It's close.
Then, I don't know.
Somewhere where it's warm.
What about you?
I don't know.
I've never been
anywhere else.
I'm sorry. It's okay.
You did the right thing.
I'm sorry I, uh,
came down on you.
T-shirts. I got a bunch of
stuff packed. Oh, and socks.
I don't know if l...
I got the money split two ways...
here and the duffel bag in there.
I could use a little help here, Carol.
I got it.
This is just for the road.
I figured we're really gonna
have to make time, so...
We're gonna have to take this stuff with
us, otherwise, it's gonna go to waste.
Anything we can't buy,
we can take with us, right?
- What?
- Well, we can afford it now.
We got the money.
Can I get you a cup of coffee?
Oh. Mustard,
right, right.
Okay. You could argue it's a three-way
split, but I figure what the hell.
Me and Carol make one.
After all, it's just money,
[Laughs] Might as well
throw you a little bone, right?
Did you make
a deal for Carol too,
or just for yourself?
[Indistinct Police Radios]
Cops out there.
I did it for us.
I did it for us. l...
Lloyd-Lloyd said they didn't
care about you and me. Just him.
Somebody's gotta pay,
right?
What am I supposed to do?
I told you to stay away from this guy.
You gotta stay away from him.
I had this worked out...
where we're just gonna
get a slap on the wrist.
Only they're gonna slap her a little bit
harder, seeing as she sprung me.
That's the guy
you call clutch, huh?
All right, that's enough
of this crap.
We're going outside.
I'm not going anywhere.
What?
- I'm not going.
- I'm warning you, Carol.
You'd better
think about this.
I have.
Okay. So you want me
to make you go.
Tell you what.
This time I'm not gonna.
So, what do you say?
We go down in a blaze of glory?
I don't know
about glory,
but we're gonna go down
in a blaze of something.
[Indistinct Chattering]
- Uh, l...
- Okay, Wayne. Put your hands
behind your back.
- What?
- Put your hands behind your back.
- What are you doing, Lloyd?
- I'm arresting you.
Lloyd, Jesus.
Come on.
[Lloyd On Loudspeaker] Come out
slowly with your hands above your heads.
You haven't lived...
till you've heard someone
say that to you.
- [Car Engine Revving]
- Okay, all right.
We've got a situation here.
Goddamn it! Oh, man.
The river!
- Get your hands off of me!
- Get in the goddamn car!
[Sirens Wailing]
[Indistinct Police Radio Chatter]
- Aren't you supposed to
read me my rights?
- No, ma'am, you're not a suspect.
Yeah, but... aren't you
supposed to read me my rights?
Yeah, we got a moving violation
on her last year...
fifty in a thirty-five zone...
failure to complete traffic school and
multiple outstanding parking violations.
He has good breeding.
How do I know?
His bearing.
You can tell a lot
about people by their bearing.
I kinda hate to admit it,
but I think he got my watch.
Ladies, please.
This is a crime scene.
- You're kidding me.
- They've ruined the career
of a promising young nurse.
Carol Ann McKay had a future.
You're not kidding?
[Laughing]
[Man] May I help?
It's just that I've
never taken it off before.
Oh. Tsk, tsk, tsk.
It's completely stuck.
Yes, I know. That's why I'm here.
Can you help me?
My assistant is due back
in an hour.
Why don't you return then and we'll
go in the back and cut it off?
Oh, well, couldn't we
just do it now?
I mean, you could
do it yourself, right?
I can't leave the front
unattended.
The security system's
on the blink since this morning.
- They can't figure out what happened.
- I see.
Just my luck.
It's just that I finally
got the courage to do this and...
I mean, it was
a huge chunk of my life.
- College sweetheart?
- High school.
I've never even been with another man.
Imagine that.
Oh, please,
just take it off.
Come on.
Come with me in the back.
We'll be fine.
I'll just lock the door.
- [Buzzer Buzzing]
- You're such a sweet man.
Is, uh... Is he gonna be
all right?
Daddy'll be fine.
I just wish I could've done this
before the... stroke.
But somehow, deep down,
I think he'll know.
[Rhythmic Clapping]
# You're always
dancing down the street
# With your suede blue eyes
# And every new boy
that you meet
# Doesn't know
the real surprise
# Here she comes again
# When she's dancing
'neath the starry sky
# Ooh, she'll make you flip
# Here she comes again
# When she's dancing
'neath the starry sky
# I kinda like
the way she dips
# But she's
my best friend's girl
# She's my best friend's girl
# But she used to be mine
# You've got
your nuclear boots
# And your drip-dry glove
# Ooh, when you bite your lip
# It's some reaction to love
# Here she comes again
# When she's dancing
'neath the starry sky
# Yeah, I think you'll flip
# Here she comes again
- When she's dancing
'neath the starry sky
- Here she comes again
# I kinda like the way
like the way she dips
# 'Cause she's
my best friend's girl
# She's my best friend's girl
# And she used to be mine
# She's so fine
# Always dancing down the street
# With your suede blue eyes
# And every new boy that you meet
# Doesn't know
the real surprise
# Here she comes again
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