*
- I'M SORRY, DAD.
BUT SINCE WHEN DID BANDANAS COUNT AS HATS?
I WAS CLOSE.
- CLOSE DOESN'T CUT IT ANYMORE, SHAWN.
YOU'RE GOING SOFT ON ME.
- YOU KNOW I'M 11, RIGHT?
- IT'S NOT SOME BAR TRICK, SHAWN.
THIS IS ABOUT SURVIVAL.
KNOWING HOW MANY HATS IN THE ROOM
MAY VERY WELL SAVE YOUR LIFE ONE DAY.
NOW PAY ATTENTION.
TODAY WE'RE LEARNING ABOUT WORST-CASE SCENARIOS.
- GUS, WE GOT DOWN HERE AS SOON AS WE COULD.
ARE YOU ALL RIGHT? - YEAH.
- YOU TWO HAD BETTER HAVE A VERY GOOD REASON
FOR DRAGGING ME OUT OF MY BED AND DOWN HERE TO NOWHERESVILLE
AT 4:30 IN THE MORNING.
WHERE THE HELL'S SPENCER?
- YOUR GUESS IS AS GOOD AS MINE.
- IF I WANTED TO MAKE GUESSES, I WOULD GO ON A GAME SHOW.
WHAT THE HELL IS GOING ON?
- LOOK, ALL I KNOW IS HE LEFT ME THIS MESSAGE
ABOUT AN HOUR AGO.
- [Shawn on recording] BUDDY! I FIGURED IT OUT!
IT'S SWEET.
THIS WHOLE THING WAS JUST A REHEARSAL.
I'M LEAVING MY PLACE.
MEET ME DOWN AT THE STORAGE YARD NOW.
COME IN YOUR FIREMAN PJ'S IF YOU HAVE TO.
JUST BE THERE. - WHAT DOES THAT MEAN,
"REHEARSAL"?
- I HAVE NO IDEA.
- [grunts]
- HEY, WHAT ARE YOU DOING HERE?
- OKAY, HERE WE GO.
HOW DO YOU ESCAPE WHEN YOU'RE LOCKED
IN THE TRUNK OF A CAR?
- "WHEN"? DON'T YOU MEAN "IF,"
AS, LIKE, MAYBE NEVER.
- NOT TODAY, KID.
YOUR SURVIVAL TRAINING STARTS RIGHT NOW.
[woman gasps]
- [Shawn muffled in trunk] WHAT ARE YOU DOING? DAD?
- DON'T WORRY, MS. NUSSBAUM. EVERYTHING'S FINE.
GOT THE KEYS RIGHT HERE.
JUST TEACHING SHAWN A LITTLE SURVIVAL TECHNIQUE.
[dog whimpers]
THANK YOU.
ALL RIGHT, SHAWN. LISTEN UP.
NOW HERE'S WHAT YOU WANT TO DO.
YOU WANT TO FEEL FOR THE BRAKE LIGHT.
YOU FEEL IT? IT'S RIGHT OVER HERE.
- YES.
- OKAY, NOW WHAT YOU WOULD DO
IS YOU'D KICK IT OUT WITH YOUR FEET.
YOU'D WANT TO CREATE A HOLE SO YOU COULD LOOK OUT
AND SEE WHERE YOU ARE.
I DIDN'T SAY TO ACTUALLY DO IT. I SAID YOU WOULD DO IT.
- [grunting]
AH!
[grunts]
[sigh] TWO, TWO...
THREE, FOUR.
GUS.
- GINA, WHO IS IT?
- IT'S SHAWN SPENCER.
- WHO'S SHAWN SPENCER?
- IT'S THIS GUY THAT I WENT ON MAYBE, LIKE,
TWO DATES WITH, LIKE, THREE YEARS AGO.
- PICK IT UP. - NO, IT'S WEIRD
'CAUSE WE HAD A GREAT TIME, AND THEN--I DON'T KNOW.
HE--HE NEVER CALLED ME BACK, SO IT'S, LIKE, AWKWARD.
- PLAY HARD TO GET. - OKAY.
WATCH THIS. [clears throat]
SHAWN SPENCER, WHAT DO YOU WANT?
- UH, GINA.
GINA REPACH. WH--
[laughs] HEY!
HELLO.
- THAT'S ALL YOU HAVE TO SAY FOR YOURSELF--"UH, HELLO"?
WHY DID YOU NEVER CALL ME BACK?
WAS IT BECAUSE I HAD TWO SLICES OF CHEESECAKE
AT THE CHEESECAKE FACTORY?
'CAUSE IF THAT'S IT,
I HAVE LOST A LOT OF WEIGHT SINCE THEN.
I REALLY HAVE. - WHAT? NO. NO.
AND I FEEL SO BAD ABOUT THAT.
AND I WANT TO ADDRESS IT, I DO,
BUT MAYBE YOU COULD DO ME A LITTLE FAVOR HERE.
SEE, I'M IN SOME TROUBLE, AND I NEED--
- A FAVOR?
HOW DARE YOU ASK ME FOR A FAVOR
AFTER WHAT YOU DID TO ME? I'M SORRY, BUT NOBODY,
NOBODY TREATS GINA REPACH THAT WAY, FYI.
- WAIT, DON'T-- - [sighs]
- IT WASN'T THE CHEESECAKE.
IT WAS THE TALKING
ABOUT YOURSELF IN THE THIRD PERSON.
AH!
[breathing heavily]
COME ON, COME ON, COME ON.
OH!
ALL RIGHT.
- WAIT. THIS JUST CAME IN FROM SHAWN.
- READ IT.
- I HAVE NO IDEA WHAT THIS MEANS.
"TRUNK YELRFX OCONE POL PEAC SIG."
- WHAT IS THAT?
- IT'S GIBBERISH.
- WAIT, THERE'S MORE.
"BINSHOT NOT LOL."
- WHAT IS HE TALKING ABOUT?
- BINSHOT, BINSHOT, BINSHOT.
BINSHOT. BINSHOT.
- WAIT ARE YOU PLAYING WITH OVER THERE?
[Gus muttering "binshot"]
- IT'S BLOOD.
- BINSHOT.
OH, MY GOD.
SHAWN'S BEEN SHOT.
[The Friendly Indians' I Know You Know]
*
- * I KNOW YOU KNOW
* THAT I'M NOT TELLING THE TRUTH *
* I KNOW YOU KNOW
* THEY JUST DON'T HAVE ANY PROOF *
* EMBRACE THE DECEPTION
* LEARN HOW TO BEND
* YOUR WORST INHIBITIONS
* TEND TO PSYCH YOU OUT IN THE END *
* I KNOW YOU KNOW
- BASED ON THE BLOOD PATTERNS AND MARKS ON THE GROUND,
HE WAS SHOT HERE AND DRAGGED THIS WAY.
THE BLOOD TRAIL ENDS HERE.
COULDN'T GET ANY USEABLE TREAD MARKS,
BUT THESE SWIRLS IN THE GRAVEL INDICATE KICKBACK
FROM A CAR PULLING OUT OF HERE AT A HIGH RATE OF SPEED.
RECOVERED A SINGLE SHELL CASING.
SHOOTER USED A .45 AUTO.
WHO THE HELL CALLED HIM DOWN HERE?
- I DID. IT'S HIS FATHER.
- WHICH IS EXACTLY WHY I DON'T WANT HIM HERE.
IF SHAWN REALLY IS SHOT,
THEY'LL BE NO ROOM FOR FAMILY IN THE INVESTIGATION.
- IF SHAWN HAS BEEN SHOT, THERE'S NO ROOM
I'M NOT GONNA BUST OPEN TO FIND MY SON.
YOU GOT IT?
- HENRY, PLEASE.
- CARLTON, THIS THING MAY GET PERSONAL.
WE MIGHT NEED HIM.
- IF WE DO THIS, WE DO THIS MY WAY.
NO QUESTIONS.
SPENCER WILL RIDE WITH ME.
WE'LL CHASE THE BREADCRUMBS TO FIND SHAWN.
O'HARA, YOU TAKE GUSTER TO RETRACE SHAWN'S STEPS
IN WHATEVER RIDICULOUS INVESTIGATION
HE GOT HIMSELF INTO.
WE GOT A LOT OF GROUND TO COVER. LET'S GO.
MOVE OUT!
- OKAY, GUS. THINK HARD.
WHAT BROUGHT SHAWN DOWN HERE?
- UH...
ALL I KNOW IS THIS WHOLE THING STARTED A FEW DAYS AGO,
WITH THE ICE CREAM TRUCK ON THE HIGHWAY.
[tires screech]
- WHOA, EASY THERE, GRUBBS.
KEEP THOSE OVERSIZED MITTS OFF THE CAR.
THIS IS A BRAND-NEW ISSUED VEHICLE.
I JUST PICKED IT UP.
IT IS CHERRY, AND IT'S GONNA STAY THAT WAY.
IT'S ALMOST TOO SWEET TO DRIVE.
- MMM, SMELLS LIKE NEW CAR PLUS LEMONS.
- YEAH, IT DOES.
- IS THAT LEATHER?
- PLEATHER. CLOSEST THING TO IT, THOUGH.
ALL RIGHT, HIT ME. WHAT DO WE GOT GOING HERE?
- UH, IT APPEARS TO BE AN ACCIDENT.
THE DRIVER WAS TAKEN TO THE HOSPITAL.
HE'S IN STABLE CONDITION BUT UNCONSCIOUS.
- SO WHAT AM I DOING HERE?
- WELL, SIR, NOBODY IS SURE HOW THE ACCIDENT HAPPENED.
- THE KEY WORD IN THAT SENTENCE IS "ACCIDENT."
WHAT ARE WE SUPPOSED TO DO, GO TO THE HOSPITAL
AND JUST WAIT BEDSIDE WHILE THE ICE CREAM MAN COMES TO?
CALL ME WHEN SOMEBODY GETS SHOT OR THERE'S A DEAD BODY.
- HEY.
[camera shutter clicks]
- THAT'S IT. THAT'S THE WINNER.
UH, GET A 5x7 OF THAT
AND A COUPLE OF WALLET SIZES FOR MY BUDDY HERE.
THANKS.
- WHAT ARE THEY DOING HERE?
- MAYBE VICK CALLED THEM IN.
- WE ARE NOT HERE TO HONE IN ON YOUR CASE.
WE JUST HEARD "ICE CREAM" ON OUR POLICE RADIO,
AND IT HAPPENED TO BE GUS'S SNACK TIME.
- WELL, LOOK, FELLAS. TELL YOU WHAT.
YOU'RE WELCOME TO IT. HAVE AT IT!
GO FOR IT. WHO KNOWS?
MAYBE YOU'LL SOLVE THE GREAT ICE CREAM CRIME CAPER
OF THE CENTURY.
- CRIME OF THE CENTURY, HUH?
EH, STILL 91 YEARS TO SOLVE THAT ONE.
GUS AND I ARE GONNA PACE OURSELVES.
WE ACCEPT.
- YOU KNOW WE STILL HAVE TO FILE THE PAPERWORK
ON THE ACCIDENT, RIGHT?
- AH, YOU THINKING WHAT I'M THINKING?
- HELL OF A LOT OF STRAWBERRY SHORTCAKE BARS,
DESTROYED.
- BEFORE THEY EVEN HAD A CHANCE, BUDDY.
- SHAWN SENSED SOMEONE MIGHT'VE TAMPERED
WITH THE ICE CREAM TRUCK BEFORE THE ACCIDENT.
- [grunts]
UGH.
[creaking]
[tires screeching]
- HEY! STOP!
HEY!
[suspenseful music]
*
[panting]
AAH!
[grunting]
- ANYONE TRIED TRACKING SHAWN'S PHONE?
- HIS GPS MUST NOT BE WORKING. THEY CAN'T GET ANYTHING.
"OCONE YELRFX SIG--"
HOW THE HELL DOES HE EXPECT US TO FIND HIM
WITH THIS CAT SCRATCH?
- COME ON, WE CAN DO THIS.
IT'S A TEXT. THEY'RE ABBREVIATIONS.
THAT'S HOW YOU TEXT.
YOU'RE JUST OUT OF THE LOOP
ON WHAT THE YOUNG PEOPLE ARE DOING NOW.
- "THE YOUNG PEOPLE"?
UH, YEAH, FACT CHECK.
I'M A LITTLE YOUNGER THAN YOU.
- YOU'RE SURE ABOUT THAT?
- YOU'RE KIDDING, RIGHT?
WITH ALL DUE RESPECT, SPENCER,
I KNOW THAT YOU WERE A GOOD COP.
BUT I'M STILL ON THE FORCE,
AND MAYBE I'M A LITTLE MORE VIABLE AT THIS POINT.
- [chuckles] WE'LL SEE.
YOU KNOW, YOU HEAR THEM OUT LOUD,
YOU COULD TRIGGER SOME STUFF.
"OCONE."
CONE.
MAYBE THE "O" IS ON ITS OWN.
MAYBE IT COULD BE ITS OWN WORD.
O--OUTREACH, OUTHOUSE CONE.
OVAL CONE, ORANGE CONE, OR--
ORANGE CONE. CONSTRUCTION.
COULD THIS BE PERTAINING TO SOME SORT OF CONSTRUCTION?
- "YELRFX." YELLOW REFLECTOR.
- "PEAC SIG, PEAC SIG." WHAT THE HELL IS A PEAC SIG?
- I'M NOT SURE.
BUT I DO KNOW A STRETCH OF ROAD ON THE 166
THAT'S BEEN UNDER CONSTRUCTION FOR MORE THAN A MONTH.
- WELL, IT'S WORTH A SHOT.
[tires squeal]
- OKAY, SO SHAWN HAS A PSYCHIC HUNCH
ABOUT THIS ICE CREAM TRUCK.
WHERE DOES THAT LEAD YOU?
- SO WE FOUND OUT WHO WAS SERVICING
THOSE ICE CREAM TRUCKS
AND DECIDED TO PAY THEM A VISIT THE NEXT DAY.
- WHOA, FIRE IN THE HOLE, HUH?
HEY!
HEY, THERE. - CAN I HELP YOU?
- OH, I SURE HOPE SO.
I ASSUME YOU'RE ONE OF THE MECHANICS
THAT WORKS HERE AT THE SHOP.
- YEAH. YEAH, YEAH.
I JUST STARTED. WHO ARE YOU?
- MY NAME IS SHAWN SPENCER.
THIS IS MY ASSOCIATE DONUT HOLESTEIN.
- GARTH LONGMORE.
- "GARTH LONGMORE"? NOW I FEEL BAD.
I SHOULD'VE COME UP WITH SOMETHING BETTER FOR YOU.
- UH, SO, UH, WHAT CAN I DO YOU FOR?
WHAT DO YOU WANT?
- THAT'S A FAIR QUESTION.
DESERVES AN ANSWER.
DONUT, YOU GOT ANYTHING? - SHAWN.
- MR. LONGMORE, WITH A NAME LIKE LONGMORE,
HAVE YOU GIVEN ANY THOUGHT TO...
GETTING INVOLVED IN THE ADULT PICTURES?
- SHAWN! - WHAT?
- SORRY.
DO YOU KNOW ANY REASON WHY A TRUCK
MAY HAVE WELDING MARKS UNDERNEATH IT?
- WITHOUT SEEING THE TRUCK FOR MYSELF,
I WOULDN'T KNOW FOR SURE.
UM... BUT, UM...
WELDING'S USUALLY USED TO REPAIR A CRACK
OR REINFORCE STEEL THAT'S BEEN COMPROMISED IN SOME WAY.
YOU GUYS LOOKING FOR SOME REPAIRS
OR YOU NEED A TRUCK OR WHAT?
- I, SIR, AM STARTING A NEW BUSINESS.
I'M GOING TO NEED TO CREATE A VEHICLE
THAT COMBINES A STANDARD WEINERMOBILE
WITH A ZAMBONI.
CAN THESE TWO THINGS BE WELDED TOGETHER INTO ONE?
UH, THE SIMPLE MISSION STATEMENT FOR MY VENTURE
IS TO CREATE THE PERFECT JUICY WEINER
AND THE PERFECT ICY SURFACE TO ENJOY SAID WEINER ON.
NOW, TO BE COMPLETELY FRANK WITH YOU--
NO--NO PUN INTENDED-- [chuckles]
UH, THE MAJORITY OF MY INVESTORS HAVE YET TO SEE
THE BRILLIANCE OF THIS BUSINESS PLAN.
- THANK YOU FOR YOUR TIME.
- YOU KNOW WHAT?
HOLD ONTO THAT THOUGHT, AND I'M GONNA--
I'M GONNA GRAB ONE OF THESE PAMPHLETS HERE.
AND I'M GONNA CALL YOU, GARTH LONGMORE,
WHEN I'M READY TO BUILD MY FIRST PROTOTYPE.
- OKAY, SO SHAWN FIGURED OUT WHAT EXACTLY FROM THIS VENTURE?
- HE WAS STILL CONVINCED THAT THE TRUCK
HAD BEEN TAMPERED WITH,
BUT HE WAS GOING TO NEED A DIFFERENT PSYCHIC TACTIC
IF HE WAS GOING TO GET ANY REAL ANSWERS.
- OR...
MAYBE JUST ONE OF THESE.
LET'S GO SEE THIS GARTH LONGMORE.
OKAY, LISTEN UP.
I AM DETECTIVE JULIET O'HARA.
I AM LOOKING FOR A GARTH LONGMORE.
ANYONE WANT TO STEP UP?
- LONGMORE QUIT JUST YESTERDAY. HE AIN'T HERE.
- HE QUIT? HE JUST STARTED.
- YEAH.
HELL OF A MECHANIC ON TOP OF IT.
- DID HE GIVE A REASON FOR QUITTING?
- JUDGING BY THE CAR HE PULLED AWAY IN,
MAYBE HE WON THE LOTTERY.
- WHAT KIND OF CAR WAS HE DRIVING?
- '70 YELLOW ROADRUNNER.
- IS THIS SUPPOSED TO BE A NICE CAR?
WHAT? DON'T LOOK AT ME. I DRIVE AN ECHO.
- SON, ARE YOU WEARING CHILDREN'S PAJAMAS?
- CAN WE MOVE ON, PLEASE?
DID HE LEAVE A FORWARDING ADDRESS OR ANYTHING?
- NO, NO.
BUT, UM, IF YOU FIND HIM, LET ME KNOW,
BECAUSE HE WALKED OFF WITH MY MIG GUN.
- HE HAD A GUN? - NO, NO, NO, NO.
IT'S NOT A GUN. IT'S A MIG GUN.
IT'S USED FOR WELDING.
ALL RIGHT, THANK YOU.
- AH!
- [grunting]
- SHAWN, WHAT DO YOU DO WHEN AN ASSAILANT IS CHASING YOU?
- [sighs]
DO WE HAVE TO DO THIS?
YOU REALLY DON'T LIKE ME, DO YOU?
- ONE DAY YOU'LL THANK ME.
GO!
ONCE YOU GET SOME DISTANCE, CHANGE YOUR COURSE.
NEVER RUN IN A STRAIGHT LINE!
STRAIGHT LINE IS THE SHORTEST DISTANCE BETWEEN TWO PEOPLE.
ZIGZAG, ZIGZAG! THAT'S RIGHT!
THATTA BOY!
THROW THEM OFF THEIR COURSE!
- [breathing heavily]
AH!
- ALL RIGHT, THIS IS THE AREA.
THERE'S CONSTRUCTION FOR THE NEXT SIX MILES.
- THERE'S OUR "PEAC SIG."
- IT'S A PEACE SIGN.
- YEAH, THAT'S WHAT SHAWN SAW.
WHOA, WHOA--WAIT.
YELLOW REFLECTOR.
- ORANGE CONE.
- STOP, STOP. STOP THE CAR RIGHT HERE.
- WHY? - JUST STOP IT!
[tires screeching]
- GOD, I LOVE NEW BRAKES.
ALL RIGHT, WHAT ARE WE LOOKING AT?
- THIS WAS FROM THE CAR SHAWN WAS IN.
- HENRY, THERE'S ACCIDENTS UP AND DOWN THIS HIGHWAY--
- NO, NO! THIS IS SHAWN.
- HOW CAN YOU BE SO SURE?
- BECAUSE I'M THE ONE WHO TAUGHT HIM HOW TO DO IT.
- THIS IS ALL I HAVE ON LONGMORE.
- DOES HE HAVE A RECORD?
- ONLY RECORD HE HAS IS OF BEING DEAD.
- WHAT DO YOU MEAN?
- GARTH LONGMORE DIED IN 1956.
CRIMINALS DO THIS ALL THE TIME.
THEY BUY THE SOCIAL SECURITY NUMBERS OFF THE DECEASED
ON THE BLACK MARKET.
CLEARLY HE DIDN'T WANT ANYONE TO KNOW IN THAT SHOP
WHO HE WAS OR WHAT HE WANTED WITH THOSE TRUCKS.
DO YOU GUYS HAVE ANY IDEA WHAT YOU'VE STUMBLED ONTO?
[cell phone rings]
- WHAT HAVE YOU GOT FOR ME, O'HARA?
ALL RIGHT, SO WE DON'T KNOW THE GUY'S NAME,
BUT HE'S DEFINITELY OUR BAD GUY.
HAVE ANY LEADS?
- ALL WE GOT IS THAT HE WAS LAST SEEN DRIVING OFF
IN A VINTAGE 1970 PLYMOUTH ROADRUNNER,
YELLOW WITH BLACK RACING STRIPES.
HAVE YOU SEEN IT?
- WE MAY HAVE SEEN PART OF IT.
- YELLOW REFLECTOR IS THE LAST CLUE THAT SHAWN LEFT,
WHICH MEANS HE MUST'VE ESCAPED FROM THE TRUNK
SOMEWHERE AROUND HERE.
HE'S CLOSE.
- ALL RIGHT, O'HARA. LISTEN.
TELL MCNAB TO TAKE ANOTHER UNIFORM
AND COME PICK UP MY CAR.
IT'S OFF 166 JUST PAST MILE MARKER 8.
TELL HIM IF HE TOUCHES ANYTHING
OTHER THAN THE DOOR HANDLE AND 10 AND 2 ON THE WHEEL,
I'LL PERSONALLY VISIT HIS NIGHTMARES FOR ALL OF ETERNITY.
COPY? - COPY THAT.
- BECAUSE SPENCER AND I ARE GOING IT ON FOOT.
- LET'S GO FIND MY SON.
- UGH. AH!
[truck beeping]
HELLO? ANYBODY IN THERE?
COULD USE SOME HELP OUT HERE.
OH, COME ON.
OPEN UP IF YOU'RE IN THERE!
OH! OH, THANK YOU. THANK YOU.
I'VE BEEN SHOT.
AND I'M BEING CHASED.
COULD YOU CALL THE, UH, SANTA BARBARA POLICE DEPARTMENT
AND ASK FOR DETECTIVE CARLTON LASSITER?
- [stammers]
- I'M SORRY I'M GETTING BLOOD-- SHAWN SPENCER.
- NO, NO, SLOW DOWN. SLOW DOWN.
- WE SHOULD HURRY, BECAUSE HE'S REALLY MOTIVATED.
- I GOT A PHONE RIGHT HERE.
NOW TELL ME AGAIN WHO YOU NEED ME TO CALL.
- DETECTIVE CARLTON LASSITER.
AH!
- YOU REALLY ARE INCOMPETENT, AREN'T YOU?
AREN'T YOU?!
YOU COULDN'T DO ONE SIMPLE THING WITHOUT SCREWING IT UP.
IT'S THE SAME AS IT WAS IN THE JOINT.
- HE SURPRISED ME, ALL RIGHT? I HAD NO CHOICE.
- YEAH, BUT THEN YOU COULDN'T JUST GET HIM HERE, HUH?
HOW THE HELL DO YOU ESCAPE FROM THE TRUNK OF A CAR?
- IN HIS DEFENSE, I THINK I'M THE ONLY KID
WHOSE FATHER TAUGHT HIM HOW TO KICK OUT A TAILLIGHT
FROM THE BACK OF A TRUNK.
- SHUT YOUR FACE. - [clears throat]
- WHAT IF I DIDN'T MAKE IT BACK HERE IN TIME
AFTER HAVING TO GO PICK UP YOUR CAR
YOU JUST LEFT ON THE ROAD, HUH?
IDIOT!
DID YOU AT LEAST GET THE TRUCK SET?
- IT'S READY. JEEZ, GIVE ME SOME CREDIT.
- WE'RE THIS CLOSE TO THE MONEY, AND YOU'RE SCREWING IT UP.
WE DON'T NEED THIS DISTRACTION, NOT NOW.
I SAY WE JUST SHOOT HIM IN THE HEAD
AND DUMP THE BODY AND GET ON WITH THIS.
- UH, GUYS, IF I COULD INTERJECT BRIEFLY HERE--
AND THIS IS ME SPEAKING FROM MY OWN EXPERIENCE--
THAT FEELS A LITTLE RASH.
YOU'RE BOTH UNDER A GREAT DEAL OF STRESS,
AND I DON'T THINK NOW IS THE TIME
TO MAKE IMPORTANT LIFE DECISIONS.
NOW, I'LL TELL YOU WHAT WORKS FOR ME, AND MAYBE IT'S--
IT'S JUST ME.
DRAW A HOT BATH.
IT DOESN'T MATTER WHO GOES FIRST.
- YOU GOT A SMART MOUTH, HUH?
- OH, LOOK, I GOT IT UNDER CONTROL.
YOU WANT ME TO SHOOT HIM RIGHT NOW MYSELF?
I WILL. I'LL TAKE HIM OUT--
- NOT TO BE A STICKLER, BUT YOU DID--
YOU DID SHOOT ME ONCE ALREADY.
- ARE YOU LISTENING TO ME?
- I'M HAVING A HARD TIME CONCENTRATING
ON ANYTHING BUT THE GUN.
COULD BE MY A.D.D. ACTING UP.
- I WANT YOU TO IMAGINE
A BULLET COMING FROM THAT GUN PENETRATING YOUR SKIN
AND LODGING IN YOUR BRAIN.
YOU KNOW HOW EASY THAT WOULD BE FOR ME?
- PHYSICALLY, YES.
BUT I WOULD IMAGINE
THAT IT WOULD GIVE YOU SOME PAUSE EMOTIONALLY.
- [cocks gun] - NO?
- YOU DON'T KNOW HOW LUCKY YOU ARE.
MY IDIOT PARTNER HERE SCREWED UP BIG-TIME.
[chuckles] BUT THAT'S PAR FOR THE COURSE.
NOW...
I PULL THIS THING OFF, AND WE'RE OUT OF HERE.
BUT IF EINSTEIN HERE SCREWS UP AGAIN,
YOU'RE GONNA BE MY TICKET.
NOW I GOT A HOSTAGE IN MY BACK POCKET JUST IN CASE,
BUT KNOW THIS-- ONE STUPID MOVE,
AND I GOT MORE THAN ENOUGH PLASTIC BAGS
FOR YOUR BODY PARTS.
GOT IT?
- [weakly] I GOT IT.
- [uncocks gun]
- NOTE TO SELF:
CALL HEFTY WITH COMMERCIAL IDEA.
[sighs]
THANKS FOR DUCT-TAPING MY BULLET HOLE WITH A CHAMOIS.
MAYBE IF YOU COULD MAIL ME TO MY DAD'S HOUSE NOW.
THAT'D BE--THAT'D BE AWESOME.
SO, UH, WHAT DO I CALL YOU?
MR. BLONDE? MR. PINK?
- SHUT IT!
GOD, WHAT IS YOUR PROBLEM?
- YOU KNOW, I, UH...
I'VE HEARD PEOPLE SAY THAT WITH GUNSHOT WOUNDS,
IT'S--IT'S REALLY ALL ABOUT THE SHOCK, YOU KNOW?
THAT AT SOME POINT, YOU KNOW,
THE BULLET WOUND ITSELF JUST GOES NUMB.
YOU CAN'T FEEL ANYTHING.
WELL, IT'S NOT TRUE.
I CAN SAY, WITHOUT A DOUBT,
THAT THIS IS THE MOST PAIN I'VE EVER BEEN IN IN MY LIFE.
SO IF YOU WOULDN'T MIND TURNING THE OTHER DIRECTION,
I WOULD VERY MUCH LIKE TO WEEP, IF THAT'S OKAY.
- IT'S A FLESH WOUND, ALL RIGHT?
YOU'RE FINE.
STOP WHINING.
- [grunts]
[crackling]
- HEY, WHAT ARE YOU DOING HERE?
- WHOA! [chuckles]
MAN, IT IS THE DARNEDEST THING.
I, UH--
THE, UH--THE YELP APPLICATION ON--ON MY iPHONE HERE
TOLD ME THAT THERE SHOULD BE A STARBUCKS,
UH, RIGHT WHERE WE'RE STAND--STANDING.
AND UNLESS, UH, YOU CAN MAKE CARAMEL MACCHIATOS
WITH THAT--WITH THAT PISTOL,
THEN YELP IS--IS DEAD WRONG.
- STAY WHERE YOU ARE.
- OKAY, EASY, MAN.
WAIT A MINUTE.
I KNOW YOU, MAN.
YOU'RE GARTH LONGMORE,
THOUGH I'M BEGINNING TO SUSPECT
THAT'S NOT YOUR REAL NAME, IS IT?
BY THE LOOKS OF YOU,
I'D SAY IT'S PROBABLY SOMETHING PREPPY, AM I RIGHT?
MAYBE RYAN OR GEOFFREY WITH A "G."
- I WILL SHOOT YOU.
- JUST RELAX.
I MEAN, IT'S CREEPY ENOUGH OUT HERE
WITHOUT THE WHOLE GUN-AND-FLASHLIGHT ROUTINE,
DON'T YOU THINK?
WE CAN TALK. WE'RE JUST--
WE'RE JUST TWO GUYS TALKING.
WE'RE RATIONAL MEN SPEAKING.
I MEAN, I KNOW WHAT'S GOING ON HERE, AND I GET IT.
AND--AND--AND IT'S AN INGENIOUS PLAN,
TO BE HONEST.
OF COURSE, IF IT WAS ME, I'D--
I'D JUST BE HAPPY STEALING THE ICE CREAM, YOU KNOW?
[grunts] SO WHAT WAS IT LIKE OVER THERE?
THE JUNGLE?
- WHAT ARE YOU TALKING ABOUT?
- COMBAT.
MUST'VE BEEN HELL, HUH?
- HOW DID YOU KNOW?
- OH, I'M A PSYCHIC.
YEAH, THAT'S WHAT I DO.
- HUH.
- I THINK BETWEEN THE GUNSHOT AND--AND THE HEAD BASHING,
MY VISIONS ARE COMING IN KIND OF--KIND OF CRAZY,
BUT I CAN SEE THEM.
THEY'RE CLEAR. THEY'RE SHARP.
I SEE YOU.
WERE YOU, LIKE, SPECIAL FORCES OR A--OR A SNIPER?
- OH, YEAH, YEAH. I WAS. I...
LRRP. - LRRP?
- YEAH, LONG RANGE RECONNAISSANCE PATROL.
YEAH.
IT WAS A LONG TIME AGO, THOUGH.
- MY SKILLS HAVE NO TIME CLOCK. [chuckles]
SO YOU COULD PROBABLY TAKE A TARGET FROM WHAT?
800 YARDS?
- [scoffs] EH, 1200,
IF THE WIND CONDITIONS ARE RIGHT.
YEAH, OH, YEAH, WELL... 1500 POSSIBLY.
YEAH.
- THAT'S IMPRESSIVE.
- SOME--SOME PEOPLE GET PRETTY GOOD AT THAT STUFF.
- IT DOES BEG THE QUESTION,
WHY DIDN'T YOU KILL ME FROM THREE FEET?
WE BOTH KNOW YOU COULD'VE, BUT YOU DIDN'T.
I SUSPECT IT'S BECAUSE YOU'RE NOT REALLY A KILLER,
ARE YOU?
AT LEAST...
AT LEAST NOT ANYMORE.
- I THINK IT'S TIME FOR YOU TO STOP TALKING.
NO MORE TALKING.
- THINK YOU CAN PICK UP THE PACE, MR. VIABILITY?
- THERE'S AN EXCELLENT CHANCE
I WAS BITTEN BY A TICK BACK THERE.
I COULD BE GOING THROUGH THE BEGINNING STAGES
OF LYME DISEASE.
- MAN UP, DETECTIVE.
- WHAT IS IT? STEROIDS, RIGHT?
YOU'RE JUICING, AREN'T YOU?
I KNEW IT.
[coughs]
- HE WENT THIS WAY.
- SO THIS IS WHERE SHAWN IS LIVING.
ODD THAT IT TAKES HIM BEING SHOT AND DRAGGED AWAY IN A TRUNK
FOR ME TO ACTUALLY GET AN INVITATION.
- TECHNICALLY, YOU DIDN'T HAVE AN INVITATION.
- TRUE.
THIS IS THE OLD MEE MEE'S FLUFF N' FOLD.
- YEP.
SHAWN GOT A GOOD DEAL ON THE RENT.
- OH, WELL, I HOPE SO. IT WAS A DRY CLEANERS.
- YEAH, IT'S KIND OF HIS THING.
LAST SPRING HE STAYED AT THE OLD COLOR ME MINE SPACE.
ALL THE SAUCERS YOU SEE HERE, HE MADE.
BESIDES, IT HAS ITS ADVANTAGES.
- WHAT ARE YOU DOING?
- WHAT? I'M NOT WEARING THESE PAJAMAS ANYMORE.
- SO YOU'RE STEALING HIS CLOTHES?
HE'S NOT DEAD.
- I'M NOT STEALING ANYTHING.
HOLY CRAP. HALF THESE CLOTHES ARE MINE.
THIS IS MY SHIRT.
- OKAY, LET'S SPLIT UP AND COMB THE PLACE.
SHAWN WAS HERE WHEN HE LEFT YOU THE MESSAGE
ABOUT THE REHEARSAL, SO MAYBE THERE ARE SOME CLUES
AS TO WHAT HE WAS DOING OR WHAT HE WAS LOOKING AT
THAT MADE HIM CALL YOU AND DRIVE DOWN TO THAT STOCKYARD
IN THE MIDDLE OF THE NIGHT.
- YOU SEE ANYTHING?
- YEAH.
I MEAN NO.
DID ABIGAIL MOVE IN?
- WHAT? NO. THIS IS SHAWN, REMEMBER?
- RIGHT, RIGHT.
- WELL, HAS HE BEEN PARTICULARLY AGGRESSIVE
ABOUT HIS HYGIENE,
OR HAS HE BEEN CROSS-DRESSING LATELY?
- OH, NO, NO.
I THINK THEY'VE OFFICIALLY REACHED
THE "HE HAS A DRAWER, SHE HAS A TOOTHBRUSH" STAGE.
- OH. AND HOW'S THAT GOING?
- NOT TOO SURE.
- HMM.
- I THINK I FOUND SOMETHING. - WHAT?
- SHAWN GRABBED THIS THE OTHER DAY
FROM THE AUTO SHOP WHEN WE WERE THERE.
IT WAS SITTING HERE NEXT TO THE PHONE.
THIS IS WHAT HE WAS LOOKING AT WHEN HE CALLED!
LOOK AT THE BOTTOM.
- UH, "EXPERT MECHANICS OF ALL DOMESTIC
"AND FOREIGN VEHICLES.
ENGINE WORK, TRANSMISSIONS, EXHAUST SYSTEMS--"
- NO, BELOW THAT.
- "LONG-HAUL REFRIGERATION, ARMORED TRANSPORT."
I-I STILL DON'T GET THE CONNECTION
TO THE ICE CREAM TRUCK.
- I THINK SHAWN DID.
I'M CHECKING HIS HISTORY
TO SEE WHAT HIS MOST RECENT WEB SEARCHES WERE.
"MENTALISTSPOILERS.COM,
BILLYZANE.THUMBNAIL/HAIR.COM."
NO, HERE WE ARE.
"ARMOREDCAR/SANTABARBARA /THEFT."
- ARMORED CAR THEFT.
THE ICE CREAM TRUCK WAS JUST THE REHEARSAL.
- I KNOW YOU SAID NOT TO TALK,
BUT I GOT TO BE COMPLETELY FRANK WITH YOU, MAN.
IT'S ALWAYS BEEN AN ISSUE FOR ME.
YOU SHOULD'VE SEEN MY REPORT CARDS IN GRADE SCHOOL.
I MEAN, I LIKE TO TALK OUT LOUD
WHEN I'M WORKING STUFF OUT IN MY HEAD.
THAT'S WHAT I DO.
JUST FEEL FREE TO IGNORE ME, OKAY?
THIS IS A REALLY ELABORATE PLAN YOU GUYS HAVE GOING HERE.
I MEAN, YOU GOT THE JOB AS A MECHANIC
JUST TO HAVE ACCESS TO THE TRUCK, RIGHT?
THAT'S SMART.
THEN INSTEAD OF REINFORCING THE BOTTOM,
YOU ACTUALLY WEAKENED IT,
CREATING EASY ACCESS TO GET TO THE MONEY.
THE QUESTION IS, HOW ARE YOU GONNA GET TO IT
WHILE THE TRUCK WAS STILL MOVING, RIGHT?
SORRY, MAN. LIKE I SAID, THIS IS ALL ME.
JUST PRETEND LIKE I'M NOT EVEN HERE.
YOU TIP IT. THAT'S WHAT YOU DO.
YOU TIP IT OVER.
[tires squealing]
[metal crunching]
ONCE THE CAR'S TIPPED OVER,
YOU JUST--YOU JUST CROWBAR OPEN
THE TRAPDOOR AND YOU MAKE OFF WITH THE DOUGH.
- ALL RIGHT, LET'S LIGHT IT UP!
COME ON, RICK. LET'S GO! LET'S GO!
- THIS TIME, IT'S NOT ABOUT ICE CREAM.
I MEAN, YOU COULD STILL GET ONE AFTER, IF YOU'D LIKE.
BUT IT'S GONNA BE REAL, MAN--
THE ARMORED CAR, THE MONEY.
QUESTION IS, WHERE IS IT GONNA GO DOWN?
AND WHEN?
- WHAT DO YOU CARE?
YOU'LL BE DEAD.
- NOW, YOU LET ME DO ALL THE TALKING, GOT IT?
- ALL RIGHT!
- HOWDY. CAN I HELP YOU GENTLEMEN?
- WE'RE LOOKING FOR A YELLOW VINTAGE PLYMOUTH.
YOU SEEN IT?
- OH, YEAH. AS A MATTER OF FACT, I HAVE.
YOU DON'T FORGET A CAR LIKE THAT.
PULLED IN ABOUT TEN MINUTES AGO LOOKING FOR GAS.
- SHH, SHH, SHH. - [choking]
- OFFERED TO FIX HIS BROKEN TAILLIGHT FOR HIM, THOUGH.
MY AND MY PARTNER GOT A NICE LITTLE MECHANIC BUSINE--
- YEAH, DID YOU--DID YOU HAPPEN TO SEE WHO WAS DRIVING?
- YEAH, I GOT A LOOK AT HIM.
A BIG, OAFY-LOOKING GUY.
NOT SURE HE HAD ALL HIS MARBLES.
HE WAS KIND OF STUPID, IF YOU ASK ME.
I SENT HIM UP THE ROAD FOUR MILES TO THE NEXT STATION.
- WAS THIS GUY WITH HIM?
- UH, NO, THAT GUY WASN'T WITH HIM.
NO.
WHY, IS THAT GUY WANTED OR SOMETHING?
- YEAH, YOU COULD SAY THAT.
- ALL RIGHT, WELL, THANK YOU-- - THANK YOU FOR YOUR TIME.
- ABOUT FOUR MILES--
- YOU SAY THAT WAS ABOUT TEN MINUTES AGO?
- YEAH.
- THANK YOU.
- [choking]
- WHAT THE HELL WAS THAT ALL ABOUT?
I SAID I WAS GONNA ASK ALL THE QUESTIONS.
- OLD HABITS.
- CUT IT OUT, ALL RIGHT?
I'M IN CHARGE OF THIS INVESTIGATION.
GOD, IT'S JUST LIKE WORKING WITH SHAWN.
YEAH, MCNAB, PUT OUT AN APB ON THE PLYMOUTH
AND ALERT ALL AUTHORITIES TO PATROL THE 166
OFF THE HORSE CREEK EXIT.
YOU GOT MORE QUESTIONS YOU WANT TO ASK?
COME ON, CHATTY CATHY, WE'RE WASTING TIME.
- WANT ME TO CARRY YOU?
- BECAUSE OF YOUR SCREWUP, NOW WE GOT THE COPS
AND WHAT I FIGURE MUST BE THIS GUY'S OLD MAN SNOOPING AROUND.
- WHAT'S THE BIG DEAL, MAN? THEY TOOK OFF.
- YEAH, YEAH, YEAH, YEAH.
BECAUSE I WAS THINKING ON MY FEET!
I'M TELLING YOU.
IF YOU CAN'T TAKE CARE OF THIS, I'M GONNA.
KID SHOULD'VE BEEN DEAD AN HOUR AGO.
- FINE, FINE, FINE.
- YEAH, YEAH. "FINE, FINE, FINE," YOU NIMROD.
YOU GONNA DO IT OR NOT? - WHAT DO YOU WANT?
I DID WHAT I WAS SUPPOSED TO DO.
- NO, NO, NO, YOU IDIOT, YOU DID NOT!
- YEAH, I DID! - GET IN THERE AND DO IT!
JESUS, OF ALL THE PEOPLE I COULD GET LINKED UP WITH,
I GET A ROCKET SCIENTIST LIKE YOU.
YOU DONKEY!
YEAH, YOU WANT THE MONEY, YOU BETTER STEP UP.
- HELLO? HELLO?
- SHAWN. - GINA?
- LOOK, I'M SORRY I HUNG UP ON YOU.
IT WAS IMMATURE, I KNOW.
IT'S JUST MY FEELINGS WERE HURT,
BECAUSE I NEVER HEARD BACK FROM YOU--
- SHH. IT'S FINE, IT'S FINE, IT'S FINE.
- GET IN THERE!
- LOOK, IT'S REALLY, REALLY IMPORTANT
THAT YOU CALL THE P--
- MORE IMPORTANT THAN MY FEELINGS?
YOU ARE SO SELF-CENTERED!
- NO, GINA, DON'T--
- WHAT THE HELL DO YOU THINK YOU'RE DOING?
- IT'S NOT WHAT YOU THINK. IT'S NOT WHAT YOU THINK.
- GIVE ME THAT! - I SWEAR, I SWEAR!
I WASN'T CALLING THE POLICE OR ANYTHING LIKE THAT.
LOOK, MAN.
I KNOW THIS DOESN'T END WELL FOR ME, OKAY?
I WAS IN THE WRONG PLACE AT THE WRONG TIME, AND...
AND I'VE MADE MY PEACE WITH THAT.
BUT RECENTLY, I MET A GIRL,
SOMEBODY SPECIAL, JUST LIKE YOU DID.
- JUST LIKE ME?
- YEAH, I SAW HER IN A VISION.
SHE'S BEAUTIFUL.
SHE'S GOT, UH-- SHE'S GOT RED HAIR, RIGHT?
- YEAH, MOST BEAUTIFUL HAIR I'VE EVER SEEN.
- MY GIRL'S NAME'S ABIGAIL.
WHAT'S YOURS?
- UM, MAUREEN.
- MAUREEN O'HARA.
- NO, BETTER.
[chuckles]
- LOOK, I JUST WANT TO CALL HER AND SAY GOOD-BYE.
THAT'S IT, NO FUNNY BUSINESS.
YOU CAN WATCH ME DIAL. YOU CAN LISTEN IN.
IF I SAY ANYTHING--
ANYTHING THAT YOU DON'T LIKE,
YOU CAN SHOOT ME.
DEAL?
- COUNT ON IT.
I WILL SHOOT YOU.
- THANK YOU.
THANK YOU.
- I FOUND SOMETHING!
LOOKS LIKE THERE'S A LARGE TRANSFER OF MONEY
TO BE DELIVERED FROM ONE BANK TO ANOTHER,
CLOSE TO $500,000.
THAT'S THE SCHEDULE AND ROUTE.
[cell phone rings]
- SHAWN!
- THIS CALL IS TO SAY GOOD-BYE.
- SHAWN, ARE YOU OKAY?
- TRY TO GET ANYTHING, A LOCATION.
- SHAWN, WHERE ARE YOU?
- DON'T...DON'T ASK ME ANY QUESTIONS,
'CAUSE I CAN'T SAY ANYTHING ELSE.
IF YOU CARE ABOUT ME, YOU'LL UNDERSTAND.
- I'M LISTENING.
- I'M NOT GONNA BE ABLE TO HAVE MUCH OF A FUTURE ANYMORE.
BUT IF YOU LOOK BACK AT WHERE WE WERE,
I'LL BE THERE, OKAY?
- BACK?
I DON'T KNOW WHAT THAT MEANS, SHAWN.
WHAT ARE YOU TALKING ABOUT?
- THE WIND CHIMES THAT I GOT YOU FOR YOUR BIRTHDAY,
EVERY TIME YOU HEAR THEM
FROM NOW ON,
THAT'LL BE ME.
- OKAY, SHAWN, FIRST OF ALL, YOU ARE GOING TO BE FINE.
WE ARE GOING TO FIND YOU, OKAY? DON'T WORRY.
- OKAY, THIS IS SUPPOSED TO BE A GOOD-BYE CALL.
NOW TELL HER YOU LOVE HER, AND LET'S GO.
- LISTEN, BEFORE--BEFORE I GO, I HAVE TO SAY ONE MORE THING.
- OF COURSE, SHAWN. WHAT IS IT?
- SAY IT.
- I-I NEED YOU TO KNOW THAT...
I LOVE YOU.
- UH...
SHAWN...
I THINK THAT I--
- GOOD-BYE, ABIGAIL.
- HANG IT UP NOW! THAT'S IT!
HANG IT UP! - THAT'S IT! IT'S DONE!
HOW STUPID CAN YOU BE LETTING HIM USE A PHONE?
THE COPS ARE PROBABLY ON THEIR WAY RIGHT NOW!
- NO, HE WAS JUST CALLING HIS GIRLFRIEND, MAN!
- IT'S OVER!
I'M PUTTING AN END TO THIS.
[gunshot]
- LASSITER, I JUST SPOKE TO SHAWN.
HE'S ALIVE.
HE--HE--HE WAS TRYING TO GIVE ME CLUES ABOUT SOMETHING.
I DIDN'T UNDERSTAND. NONE OF IT MADE SENSE.
- WHAT?
JULIET, WAIT. SLOW DOWN.
GOING BACK? WIND CHIMES?
NO, THAT DOESN'T MEAN ANYTHING TO ME.
- WHOA, WAIT! WHOA, WHOA, WHOA!
[clanging]
HE'S BACK AT THE GAS STATION!
COME ON! COME ON!
- JULIET, CAN YOU MAKE IT BACK TO THE MARIPOSA EXIT
OFF THE 166?
THERE'S A GAS STATION TWO BLOCKS UP.
- YES, YES.
THAT'S RIGHT ABOUT WHERE THE ROBBERY IS GONNA TAKE PLACE.
I'LL EXPLAIN WHEN WE GET THERE.
LET'S GO.
WHERE'S SHAWN?
- ALL RIGHT, LET'S DO THIS. O'HARA, STAY CLOSE.
YOU KNOW THE DRILL. - KEYS.
- WHOA, I'M NOT COVERED FOR SOMEONE ELSE DRIVING MY CAR.
- I'M A POLICE DETECTIVE AND A CERTIFIED PURSUIT DRIVER.
I THINK YOU'LL BE OKAY.
KEYS.
GUS?
[engine turning]
[tires squealing]
- YEAH!
GO, TEAM!
- GUN IT, JULES! GIVE IT ALL IT'S GOT!
- THIS IS ALL IT'S GOT.
[tires squealing]
- IS THAT MY SHIRT?
AH!
WHOO!
LOOK AT YOU, BUDDY!
YOU'RE LIKE VIN DIESEL!
- THAT MAKES JULES MICHELLE RODRIGUEZ
AND YOU PAUL WALKER!
- THIS IS NO GOOD! - DON'T WORRY, SHAWN
YOU'RE GONNA BE ALL RIGHT.
- I KNOW, I'LL BE FINE.
I JUST REALLY DON'T WANT TO BE PAUL WALKER,
NOT EVEN FOR ONE DAY.
- YOU COULD BE LUCAS BLACK FROM TOKYO DRIFT,
BUT THEN WE WOULDN'T BE IN THE MOVIE WITH YOU!
- THAT'S WEIRD.
I'LL JUST BE WALKER.
YOU READY, BUDDY? I'M GONNA JUMP ON YOUR HOOD.
- YOU MUST BE OUT OF YOUR DAMN MIND, SHAWN!
IT'S A COMPANY CAR.
JUMP ON LASSITER'S!
- UGH. - SORRY.
- MOVE CLOSER!
- NO, NO!
DO NOT JUMP ON THIS VEHICLE!
THIS IS A BRAND-NEW VEHICLE!
- LOOK, MAN, I HAVE BEEN SHOT!
I AM JUMPING ON SOMEBODY'S CAR!
- SHAWN...NO!
- [grunts]
AAH! - NO! NO!
WHOA! - OH!
- STOP THE CAR! - GOT HIM!
DON'T YOU DARE STOP THIS CAR, LASSIE!
HANG ON TIGHT! HOLD ON! HOLD ON!
- GREAT IDEA, DAD!
I WAS THINKING OF NOT DOING THAT.
[gunshots]
- LAY BACK! LAY BACK!
DID HE HIT MY CAR?
- GUN IT, OLD MAN!
- WATCH THIS!
SPENCER, WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU DOING?
- WHICH SPENCER ARE YOU TALKING TO?
- IT DOESN'T MATTER! YOU'RE THE SAME PERSON!
- AM NOT!
- DAD, I HAVE A CLEAR SHOT. GIVE ME THE GUN.
DO IT!
- DROP IT! DROP IT NOW!
HANDS WHERE I CAN SEE THEM!
HANDS!
- DAD.
- COME HERE.
THAT'S IT.
- NICE SHOOTING, DETECTIVE.
- DID YOU JUST CALL ME "DETECTIVE"?
- NO.
- HEY, SHOULDN'T WE WAIT FOR DIESEL AND RODRIGUEZ
BEFORE YOU SLAP THE CUFFS ON HIM?
- [clears throat]
YOU KNOW, I, UH...
I HAD TO TELL JULIET THAT I LOVED HER.
- WOW.
WAS IT AWKWARD?
- LITTLE BIT.
OF COURSE, AT THE TIME, I WAS MORE CONCERNED
ABOUT NOT GETTING SHOT AGAIN.
- GUESS YOU WERE JUST DOING WHAT YOU HAD TO DO.
- THE WEIRD THING IS...
I THINK SHE WAS ABOUT TO SAY IT BACK TO ME.
- I BET SHE WAS JUST PLAYING ALONG,
DOING WHAT SHE HAD TO DO.
- YEAH.
YEAH, YOU'RE PROBABLY RIGHT.
[cell phone rings]
OH, LOOK, THAT'S WEIRD.
IT'S FOR YOU.
- WHO'S THAT?
- JUST SAY HELLO.
- HELLO.
GINA?
GINA WHO?
WILL YOU STOP YELLING IN MY EAR?
I DON'T EVEN KNOW YOU.
SHAWN--
- DUDE, TELL HER WE'RE GOING FOR CHEESECAKE.