¶ Yeow ¶
¶ hey, I was c.C. Rider ¶
¶ I was just a snot-nosed kid ¶
¶ I was already known ¶
¶ for doin' what I did ¶
¶ the women all screamed as I walked by ¶
¶ my daddy would cuss me ¶
¶ and my mama'd start to cry ¶
¶ 'cause I was known for, yeah ¶
¶ for doin' what I did, yeah ¶
¶ my reputation was strong ¶
¶ hey, for doin' what I did, yeah ¶
¶ ain't no way, hey, it'll get the kid ¶
¶ 'cause I'm just too well-known ¶
¶ for d-doin' what I d-did ¶
first squad, about face!
Yes, sir.
I can't hear you!
Sir! Yes, sir!
¶ Hey, my mama called the preacher ¶
¶ called everyone she knew ¶
¶ all my friends know ¶
¶ you know who ¶
¶ when old Casanova was a love-sick punk ¶
¶ I'd already broke so many hearts ¶
¶ I could've started me a dump ¶
¶ 'cause I was known... ¶
¶ My reputation was strong ¶
¶ hey, for doin' what I did, yeah... ¶
hey! What the hell's going on here?
Today's a big flag day.
It's 4th of July.
¶ 'Cause I'm just too well-known ¶
¶ for d-doin' what I d-did ¶
yeah!
Yeah!
The 4th of July!
Discharge!
Whoo!
I'm outta here.
Whoo!
Discharge!
All right, I'm outta here.
One more day.
Yeah! Discharge!
So long, suckers.
¶ All the boys was choosin' ¶
¶ my first day of school ¶
¶ till finally the teachers ¶
¶ let me break all the rules ¶
¶ the press heard about it ¶
¶ tried to put me in the news ¶
¶ I would've had no comment ¶
¶ for fear what they'd lose ¶
¶ 'cause I was known ¶
¶ yeah, for doin' what I did, yeah ¶
¶ my reputation was strong ¶
¶ hey, for doin' what I did, yeah ¶
¶ there ain't no way ¶
¶ they'll ever get the kid ¶
¶ 'cause I'm just too well-known ¶
¶ for d-doin' what I d-did ¶
oh, it was like I was rocked.
Yeah, it's like I was born.
Man, I stood alone.
Hey, baby, I was strong.
¶ Doin' what I did ¶
¶ yeah, for doin' what I did ¶
¶ aw, for doin' what I did ¶
¶ my reputation was strong...¶
Stig speaking.
Yeah, it's Mr. devane.
Oh. Oh, yes, sir.
I've been expecting your call.
They got you working the 4th, huh?
Yeah, I'm working late.
So, how's my baby?
I'm looking right at it.
She's completely loaded.
It's got the cellular phone,
the riccaro buckets.
Everything you wanted... loaded.
But, you know, when you phone in your order
and wire in cash,
you're one of our preferred customers.
I'll be in tonight.
You'll recognize me by the smile on my face.
Right.
Yeah.
Good morning, sweetheart.
How you doing?
Good morning, sexy.
Good morning.
How did you remember my birthday?
How can I forget, gorgeous?
You are so sweet.
Same day as the frigging country.
Processing. Section seven.
Finster here.
Howard.
Storage room.
Howard?
Howard.
Storage room. Five minutes.
No.
Howard.
No, no.
Howard, you listen to me.
Get your ass in that fucking storage room.
No, no, no.
Hey, no.
No, no.
Howard.
O.K. The guy's a designer.
He works out of a loft in L.A.
He calls me, and boom...
he wants a thousand pair dress-white bellbottoms.
A thousand.
12 bucks a pair.
That's 12 grand c.O.D.
I can't believe
you're trying to pull something like this
on the last day before discharge.
No.
Howard, my hand to God.
This is absolutely the last, final one.
The last one was the absolute last and final one.
The time before that
was the absolutely last and final one.
I'm getting hives again.
Howard, I thought you'd be thanking me.
I'm talking an extra 6 grand each.
This much inventory
has to be split into separate lots,
each with its own manifest,
each with its own point of entry.
No.
Wow. I didn't realize
it would be such a problem, Howard.
If I did, I never would've transferred a consignment
and rerouted a truck.
Howard, these are the invoice numbers.
Take them, Howard.
I mean... If you don't make this stuff disappear,
we could be in some serious shit.
I've got to get on this immediately.
Howard, give me a hug.
That's it, pal.
Good. Good.
All right.
How about lunch later?
Hey, Eddie,
master chief wants to see you a.S.A.P.
You just can't stop, can you, Eddie?
If I did, you wouldn't love me.
Come in.
You asked for me, chief?
Yes, I did.
I won't hoist half-sails with you, son.
Those sps outside,
they're here for you.
Seems that due to the holiday,
the n.A.'S short of bodies,
so your name came up.
N.A., chief?
Naval apprehension, son.
They got a prisoner brigged
at camp lejeune weapons center.
Got to transfer him back here to Charleston.
Looks like that's you.
They need somebody for chaser duty.
Chaser duty.
The trouble with youth is that they shirk their duty.
No, no, no, no!
Never behind the desk.
Your name came up on the computer
'cause you're unassigned.
You haven't gotten new orders, right?
No, but I'm out tomorrow, chief. Discharged.
Well, your availability
combined with your experience at base security
has landed you this detail.
You should be proud of it.
Begging your pardon, chief.
I know a colleague in personnel
who could cancel this obvious mistake.
Forget about that, son.
Orders are orders, and you're in the Navy.
Chief, it's my last day.
I had plans.
Well, change them.
Dismissed.
One last time.
The very last time.
That guy could sell a freezer to an eskimo.
Yeah, man, that gay thing.
You're damn right.
Yeah, that gay thing.
Congress is full of black gay sympathizers.
Oh, wow.
99.9 % of Washington is gay.
Destroy the evidence.
They'll go to Eddie's desk first.
I love you, mom.
I love you, dad.
Hi, Howard.
Hello.
How are you?
Good.
Can you stop at that phone booth?
Thank you. I appreciate it.
Fucking redneck.
What'd you say, asshole?
Nothing.
I was just thinking
how sad it is when cousins marry.
Whoo!
My friend.
Whoo!
Yo, rock, what's a-hap?
Scuttlebutt is your last partner...
Busted himself up real good
chasing some brother.
Should have shot that motherfucker.
Still driving this shit?
We got us a new rig.
We're just breaking her in.
We're going to kick ass this morning.
Bunch of marieletos
holding people up down near patriot's point.
We figure they'll hit today.
Everybody's out celebrating and all.
We're gonna fuck us up some beaners.
Whoo!
Whoo.
Hi, chief. How you doing?
Is there a pay phone around?
We didn't introduce rock to his new partner.
What'd you say your name was, sis?
How could you confuse me with your sis?
Her dick's much bigger than mine.
Oh, shit!
Oh, rock, he ducked.
God damn, man. He ducked.
Unh.
Listen, about that phone.
Uh, it could wait.
Wear it.
Sign for it.
Wear it.
Does it have a name?
Eddie devane.
Of course, you can call me ed or Edward.
How about I just call you asshole and you answer?
That would be a first.
Well, listen up, asshole.
You're only here 'cause regulations require two people
to transport a prisoner.
I don't need you.
I don't want you.
I've had hundreds of partners.
The smart ones stay out of my way.
The ones who don't...
They come back worse off than the prisoners.
You fuck with me,
and I will make this trip
the longest six hours of your pathetic life.
Now get in the van.
This thing go any faster?
There's a guy running alongside over there
asking for a ride.
It's just that I got things to do tonight.
I get out tomorrow, you know.
It's cool.
Discharge is honorable.
That's hard to believe.
Why is that?
Let's just say I've been doing this job for a while.
Meaning what?
Meaning I could see you from a mile away, slick.
That tailored uniform, a wad of bills in your pocket...
you look like the poster boy for petty crime,
maybe not even so petty.
Leave it alone. It's broken.
¶ I ain't a fighter ¶
¶ I'm just a lover... ¶
two bacon-chili dogs, large fries,
and, uh... A large root beer.
Hey, buddy...
It's not gonna do you no good.
Speaker's broken.
I'll take your order.
Oh, o.K. Well, uh...
Two bacon-chili dogs, large fries,
and a large root beer.
We ain't got bacon-chili dogs.
Since when?
Since as long as I been working here.
Wait. I've been here at least 50 times.
I always have those dogs.
So what?
A flying pig burger and small coke.
Hey, I'm not finished.
Just giving you time to look.
Well, come on, pop.
Pop? Listen up here.
We can always go somewhere else.
What?
Oh, no.
No. You don't mean
you're going to take your business elsewhere?
You know what, beat it!
What?
Go fuck yourself.
I'm gonna kill you, you fucking pig!
Oh, great.
Next food... 68 Miles.
"Pop."
I should have "popped" him,
that civilian weenie.
How old are you?
That's not the point.
There's such a thing as manners.
That's what's wrong with this country.
You're just not good with people, rock.
You're pushing it.
I'm sure you're great when they're wearing cuffs.
Otherwise, you got the charm of a bulldozer.
I'll give you some advice.
And I gave you some when we started.
Don't hit people head-on.
If you want something, try the back door.
That's usually open.
Like your mouth.
Go on.
Ollie north's a fag!
Welcome to jarhead city.
Why do you despise jarheads so much?
Why?
Yeah. Like it's a given.
Marine equals dogshit.
How come?
Because they're assholes.
Yeah, right. I forgot.
Company...
Halt!
Left face!
They don't know what they're coming into,
those little fish heads,
those little fish boys.
Ha ha ha ha ha!
That ain't a toy.
Holster it.
Think of that as decorative.
That means don't touch the fucking thing.
If the shit hits the fan,
I'll be the one who drops him, o.K.?
4/5 of this job is attitude.
If you're tough,
they won't fuck with you.
From now on, you're mean.
God help us.
Here they come.
There they are.
Go ahead.
The fun is about to begin, boys.
Hey, banger,
you douche bag.
Hello, rock.
Rock, rock, rock.
Ooh, got a new partner there.
A real pretty boy.
We going to wait here all day?
That depends.
What are you here for?
One seaman second-class... Tony Johnson.
Give me that thing.
Couldn't this be done out there?
Got to make sure everything's in order.
They just send the two of you for this prisoner?
No.
There's some cheese-dick like you hiding behind us.
I got to get out.
Don't like tight spots?
You should use some vaseline.
Are you sure you don't have somebody else?
Come on!
Oh-ho.
You Navy boys are too slick.
One prisoner coming up.
Welcome to the house of gravity.
Keys.
Whoop.
Ho. Ho. Navy, Navy.
Navy's slicker than grease.
O.K.
Now, make it snappy.
We got a long haul.
Johnson's 7-10.
Got to dot all the is.
I'm going to the head.
Strike some matches.
Anchors aweigh, jarheads.
You guys, take your positions.
Aah!
Someone's having a bad dream.
That's all that is.
Why don't you sign this?
Uh, what is this?
It's routine... just to get the prisoner.
You'll be on your way.
Bring up Johnson.
Yes, sir.
Hey, sarge.
Got stuff written on the walls here.
What is it?
"Banger bangs his mother.
Banger's a bad bitch."
All kinds of stuff.
Smell the seat, rock.
Play with the toilet fish.
That's where you belong.
You guys in the Navy.
Whoa.
I'm not a big fan of the Navy.
I never have been.
Oh.
I don't like the way it smells,
but they did the right thing sending you here.
You got the right kind of tool for this job.
Yes, sir,
you're one hellacious piece of manpower.
Ooh!
Move it.
What are you on about now?
What I want to know is which one of you
is the female escort on this show.
About face.
What is this shit?
Any female prisoner in transport
is to be accompanied by a female escort.
We're here to pick up a guy... seaman Tony Johnson.
I know who you're here to get.
Charleston don't know shit.
Here's the n.I.S. Report.
Here's the correct spelling.
The Navy orders are wrong again.
T-o-n-I,
like the permanent.
She's female.
Joke's over, banger. Take her back.
No, I can't.
We ain't taking her. It's against regulations.
You got no choice.
Pretty boy already signed for her.
Now, forget the rules.
I can scare up a dress for you.
He said it was routine.
Crotchless panties, a 44 double "d" bra.
I thought...
who told you to think?
Whoa! Hey! You take your marital spat outside.
This is my office.
It's a clean place.
Get my leg irons off her.
He's her problem now.
Good luck.
What's wrong?
The sun. I haven't been out in a while.
There's some shades in the van.
Knock that shit off and get below.
That seat's hot.
I'll get you a towel.
O.K.
Those are mine.
Get in the van.
Why don't we just make her a pitcher of iced tea?
I don't want to cause any more trouble.
You're right. Get in.
Hey, you stow it.
She have to be cuffed while she's back there?
It's not like she's getting out of the cage.
You o.K.?
Turn around.
Just asking.
Regulations prohibit
engaging the prisoner in a conversation.
Yeah, but...
Regulations are regulations.
That guy back there said 7-10.
He mean years?
Wow.
Is this the report right here?
Well, what'd she do?
What do I care?
I never read them.
7-10's a hell of a long time.
Aren't you even curious?
No.
I have asthma.
Jesus.
Excuse me.
Um...
If I may, I have to use the bathroom.
Sure. We can pull off here.
She can wait.
She has to go.
She should have gone back at lejeune.
I have to go, too.
Anyway, we haven't eaten yet.
All right, all right.
No. Uh-uh. Uh-uh.
No, no.
I can't do it.
Yeah, no.
Operator.
Charleston. 722-1599.
Please hold the line.
I thought you had the urge to go.
Yeah, well, I lost the urge.
Uh-huh.
All right. There you go.
Do you need a little more cream, honey?
Thanks for stopping.
You're welcome.
I owe you one.
No, you don't.
Are you sure
there's nothing you'd like?
There's a lot I'd like, missy,
but nothing I can afford.
Excuse me.
Hello.
He ain't worth the salt in your tears, sue-Ann.
Goes and sleeps with your sister.
He's... he's... he's trash.
He is worse than trash.
Jesus.
Hey, that door stays unlocked.
Sure thing, sugar.
If it were up to me,
I'd keep the ring and slash his tires.
Ohh!
Sue-Ann...
Is this stall taken?
Ohh...
oh, I nearly died when I seen his shoes under the door.
I nearly forgot my lines.
Thank God.
You're so late.
I didn't think you were going to show.
Sorry, flo. I didn't have an exact timetable.
Are you sure about this, doll?
Do it.
Hey, cutie pie.
Uh, h-hey.
Got a smoke?
Oh, yeah.
Operator, is that a verified number?
Yes, sir.
Oh.
Thank you.
Sure thing.
You ought to get some fries to go with that shake.
Johnson?
She's gone!
There!
Hold it right there, Johnson!
Aah! Somebody, help!
Help!
Help, please! They're trying to kill me!
All right, let's go.
Hey, let her go!
Get lost, tiny.
Uhh!
All right, hold it!
You are aiding and abetting an escaped felon.
Now, you let her go,
or I'm going to shoot you in your big, fat gut!
¶ We used to fuss ¶
¶ we used to fight... ¶
¶ We used to hit and holler late into the night ¶
¶ well, let the shotgun blast ¶
¶ raised up all wrong ¶
¶ and gettin' nowhere fast ¶
¶ I got my beer on ice... ¶
God damn it, that pisses me off.
I've transported 862 prisoners,
and I've never had one get away from me before.
Calm down. You got her back.
That's not the point.
I'll look like an idiot reporting that kind of shit.
So don't report it.
Well, you know, I figured you'd say that.
Mr. let's-uncuff-her- and-bake-her-a-cake.
Who gave her the cigarette? Who opened the door?
Who's in charge? Button it, mister!
I hope you know, Johnson,
that little stunt of yours
just cost you another five years.
What do you think about that?
I think I'm in my moon.
What?
My lady's.
What'd she say?
I'm starting my cycle.
Huh?
She's, uh, starting her period.
Oh.
Ha ha ha ha ha.
Well, go ahead and start.
If you think I'd fall for that,
you ain't as smart as I thought.
You can't get me to let you out of there again.
Not if the van caught fire.
Not if you peed in your pants.
Not if a rattler curled up in your lap
and you screamed all the way back.
The desert will turn green
before I let you out of there again.
Ha ha ha ha ha ha!
Hail! Hail! Hail!
Will that be all?
Go on. Get in there.
I've never done this handcuffed to a man before.
It's kind of sexy, don't you think?
I'm afraid, father.
I'll try to help you.
I'm not afraid to go back.
I'm ready to face any adversary.
There.
All done.
Here.
It helps stop the bleeding.
Aah! Let's go.
Hey, gorgeous.
Jesus!
You stupid!
Aah!
Aah! Uhh!
Son of a bitch!
You did that on purpose.
You kicked that hose out!
You're the one dragging me around in these handcuffs.
Chill, rock.
Chill? I'll put you on ice, sailor.
Regulations, rock.
Hitting your partner's probably against them.
Ha ha.
Put her in the van and lock it up.
I'm going to pay,
and I'm going to the head and wash this shit out.
Ahem.
O.K.
We haven't been introduced yet.
My name's Eddie devane.
Toni Johnson.
Pleasure to meet you.
Likewise.
Eddie, would you hand me a paper towel, please?
You're not going to make some kind of weapon
out of it, are you?
You're cute.
Devane.
Didn't I tell you to secure the prisoner?
Sorry, chief.
Well, close the door.
We're shoving off.
Get in the van.
¶ A thousand Miles from nowhere ¶
¶ time don't matter to me ¶
¶ 'cause I'm a thousand Miles from nowhere ¶
¶ and there's no place I wanna be... ¶
so, chief, what's your wife's name?
What?
Your wife.
Her name?
None of your business.
You're married?
None of your business, either.
I just have trouble picturing it, is all.
What is she, a marine?
I'm glad you got a sense of humor, Johnson,
'cause you're going to need it where you're going.
Ooh, we hit a nerve.
I'm not in the habit
of chatting about family to a prisoner.
So you do have a family?
A wife and a son.
You two rehearse this back at the gas station?
This isn't the way we came.
Shortcut. We're behind.
Are you sure about this?
I've come this way plenty of times when I was behind.
It's an old mining road.
Meets the highway in 20 Miles.
Save us almost an hour.
Well, uh... What's the rush?
I thought you were the one itching to get back.
Can I have some water?
¶ A thousand Miles from nowhere ¶
thanks.
¶ Time don't matter to me ¶
¶ I'm a thousand Miles from nowhere ¶
¶ and there's no place I wanna be ¶
¶ I'm a thousand Miles from nowhere ¶
Aw, what the fuck now?
What was that?
Come on, honey.
Come on, baby.
Come on, sweetie.
No-good piece of shit!
Why'd it stop?
What do I look like, the amazing Kreskin?
Jesus.
We're out in the middle of nowhere here.
There's no reason to panic.
I was a machinist's mate with the fleet.
Give me that!
Well, that's an encouraging sign.
Aw, shit.
Could it be the battery?
No, it's not the fucking battery.
Maybe it's all this rust.
Maybe you don't know shit about engines.
Just trying to help.
What kind of gas did you put in this?
Don't try to blame this on me.
It was running fine before.
Well, you sure it's not the battery?
Aah! Son of a bitch!
You boys should put a tent over this circus.
All right, that's it. We're shoving off.
Where?
The way we came.
You mean walk?
No. I'm going to carry you.
It's not like you're going anywhere.
All right...
Whew. This is the first exercise I've had in weeks.
Glad you're enjoying yourself.
Pass the water bottle.
No. One capful an hour.
Those are the rules.
Rules, rules. Everything with you is rules.
Rules are why we got water to drink.
Single file.
Whole thing's absurd.
You join the Navy,
and you think, worst case... you'll drown.
But dying of thirst...
Remember high school English?
This is how they would have defined irony.
Three sailors dying in the desert.
Rock, where you going?
Highway's on the other side of that hill.
What, another shortcut?
Don't start, devane.
It just seems a little extreme to leave the road,
go across the desert toward some fucking hill.
It's not open for discussion.
Either you follow me, or I'll shoot you for mutiny.
Hey, look. I found something.
What?
I don't know.
It looks like a sign or something.
What's it say?
It looks like "anger."
Must've known rock was coming.
Ha ha ha.
That ain't "anger." That's "danger."
From what?
Aah!
Well, I'm pretty sure I got enough
to file a lawsuit against you guys.
Oh, there's an idea.
Let's raise the floor till we're standing above the ground.
I don't see you doing anything.
Come on. Look for some rope or something.
No.
We're fucked.
Oh, that's the spirit.
Chief, we should have never left the road.
That's history. Quit your whining.
We could all die down here.
Not if I kill you first.
Oh, yeah? Go ahead and try it.
Hey, don't get me started, mister.
You don't scare me, pop.
That's it, you little Jack-off!
Hold on! There's a way out!
How?
If we stand on each other's shoulders,
one of us could reach the top.
And who...
Climbs out first?
I do.
That's what I figured.
I can't hold up either of you.
Who cares who goes first?
You really think that once she got up
she'd drop a rope down to us? Ha!
Of course she will.
Won't you?
I'm not a murderer.
Maybe that's why you got 7-10.
You're a real asshole, you know that?
If she let us out,
she'd be facing at least seven years in the brig.
She'd probably cover the hole over us.
You think I'd do that? Yeah!
Well, you're wrong.
What choice do we have?
We try this, or we stay and die like rats.
Hey, hold still down there.
Almost got it.
O.K.
I got it.
Send 'er up.
Got it.
Yes!
O.K., throw it down.
Come on, toss it down!
Toni?
Toni!
Give it a rest, man. She's gone.
No, she's not.
Toni!
Sucker.
She left us.
That fucking bitch left us.
God damn it.
I got to get to a phone.
What is it with you and that fucking phone?
She's back.
Y'all are damn lucky
I come to get you,
4th of July and everything.
We got fireworks tonight.
Some people say it's the best in the county.
As far as eats goes,
only place halfway decent is bucky's.
Ahem.
Them kids yours?
Gee, I'd love to stay
for the fireworks, pop.
Can't we stay, dad? Please?
Yeah, you should.
I got a band playing tonight over at shorty's,
just past the bend in the road.
We'll try and have her ready for you
first thing in the morning.
It's been real.
Adios.
I got to report back to base,
let them know what's going on.
You book us two connecting rooms,
and you stay with me.
In there.
Boy.
Going to reach out and touch someone?
Evening, skipper.
Chief petty officer rock Reilly reporting.
What's going on?
We had some mechanical problems.
It looks like we'll have to spend the night.
Where the hell are you, sailor?
Place called, uh, yemassee.
She's got a flight to catch.
Sir, I know her plane to San Diego
leaves at 0800 tomorrow.
Get her down here a.S.A.P.!
We'll be there in time.
You better be.
Aye, aye, sir.
I was just trying to save myself
a shit load of paperwork.
Thanks just the same.
Thanks for coming back.
Let's go.
Thought you never read them.
I got toothbrushes and toothpaste.
So what'd she do...
espionage, jaywalking,
overdue library books?
Well?
You watch her while I take a shower.
Oh, uh...
I knew you had nothing to wear.
Kind of loud, I guess.
It's beautiful.
You like it?
Thank you.
Right this way.
All right, two rarebits, one blue plate, one soup.
It's too hot for soup.
I'll bring you three salads.
Anything else?
Not unless I'm missing something.
Honey, you ain't missing nothing as far as I can see.
Well, that goes double for you, ma'am.
Ooh! Ha ha!
Oh, I just love a man in uniform.
Oh, now, there goes a real woman.
Thanks.
Got ourselves a real lady-killer here.
I'll give up my room for the cause.
At least get rid of the ring, chief.
The ring don't matter.
Wow. A real pro.
No.
We separated 10 years ago.
Oh.
Thank you.
Anytime.
What about your son?
With his mom.
What about your brother?
What about him?
File only has the facts.
That's all they were interested in.
It didn't say if he...
a week after I got sentenced...
Guard came in with lunch and said,
"oh, by the way, your brother died."
I raised him, see.
Well, me and my aunt,
but me mostly.
But...
He got wild long before I joined the service.
Last couple of years, I started getting calls...
For money,
bail mostly,
then for other things.
That's when I started saying no.
Not that I've been an angel, but...
At least I learned where to draw the line.
I thought I had, anyway.
I get a call that Bobby's lying in some hospital, od'd.
I asked for emergency leave. Refused.
Well, I flipped.
And the assault?
I hit an sp trying to bring me in.
With a tire iron.
You're pretty handy with a tire iron yourself, chief.
Obviously, I wasn't thinking clearly.
And then finding out about Bobby like that,
well, it didn't exactly make me a model prisoner.
They just kept tagging stuff on me.
I wasn't even there when he died.
Growing boy's got to eat his Greens.
Thank you.
Then they climbed suddenly and dived,
surprise strafing attack on the enemy's airstrip.
Smoky is like a super quarterback
on a super football team.
He is in constant touch with our entire air group.
Our fighters race toward Marcus island.
They stay low,
hoping to escape detection by the enemy's radar.
They're put in charge of this route...
Stig speaking.
Stig, it's Mr. devane.
I got hung up on business.
I'll be in tomorrow to pick up my car.
You want another car?
No. I want my car. I'll be in tomorrow.
There's a problem with the car?
What car?
What?
Your car!
The one your associate picked up.
What?
Uh... A Mr. Howard picked up your car.
Mr. Howard?
Yeah. Wait a minute.
If there's a problem, I should call the police.
That's o.K. I know Mr. Howard.
Well, good, 'cause he had all the documents.
That motherfucker.
Stig, what's my car phone number?
I got to look in the file. Hold on.
It's 803-655-9746.
Thank you.
Expensive car. I hope he finds his car.
Howard here.
Where are you?
Wh-where are you?
I'm in a toilet.
I'm in the car.
Ha ha ha!
It's funny.
I don't have any hives.
That's good. That's very good, Howard.
We had a few sales I didn't have time to tell you about.
The car and the money in my desk
was like a surprise.
A surprise.
I was surprised.
Good. That's very good, Howard.
Howard, slow down...
And turn the fuck around.
I don't want to get caught.
But it's o.K. Don't worry.
I got everything together.
I hid everything.
O.K., Howard. Take the car out of my share.
What share? You don't have any share.
You tried to scam the Navy out of 150 grand
without telling me.
Who else are you scamming?
You tried to scam me.
Listen, you son of a bitch.
I've got a joke for you.
If you get this right, I'll turn around.
Howard...
Pull yourself together.
O.K.
How do you communicate with a fish?
Howard!
That's wrong.
Get back here, you son of a bitch.
No more hives.
The mobile customer you have called
is away from the phone
or has traveled beyond the service area.
Please try your call later.
God damn it.
¶ You're gonna lose me ¶
¶ I can see that faraway look... ¶
shh.
Celebrating your last night out of the Navy?
Yeah.
Something like that.
Come on in.
Oh...
Somebody's always doing somebody wrong
on that radio.
Oh, cheer up.
At least you're not going to jail.
Right.
What's on your mind?
I was ready to explode
when you were on my lap.
Is this the sweet-talking stage?
You kill me.
You're turning me on.
You're wild.
I'm ready.
¶ Now you say that you found someone ¶
¶ you love better ¶
¶ that's the way it happened every time before ¶
¶ and as sure as the sun shines up tomorrow ¶
¶ cryin' time will start ¶
¶ when you walk out the door ¶
¶ oh, it's cryin' time again ¶
¶ you're gonna lose me... ¶
o.K.
Don't go anywhere.
O.K.
¶ I can tell by the way you hold me, darlin'... ¶
¶ Oh, it's cryin' time again ¶
oh, that was a classic from buck Owens.
Cryin' time. Love that song.
You're listening to continuous country.
Happy 4th of July.
We got Pete Anderson coming up,
live blues instrumental recorded at mad dog.
Toni?
Toni.
What are you doing?
Howdy, ma'am.
What about your bike?
Fuck the bike. Just go.
Yes, ma'am.
Devane?
Devane!
Where is she?
You're going to kill me.
You didn't.
I did.
Jeez, I oughta...
get dressed!
I must say...
I'm very curious.
Don't be.
That's an interesting dress.
Professional curiosity only.
I am in the fashion business.
Lazlo durkin's my name.
And, uh, ahem.
My pals...
Well...
They call me doggie.
Ha ha ha!
Great.
That'll be $86.97, please.
Move it.
I don't have no 3 cents.
Keep it.
Thank you very much.
Don't you even want to know
what was the matter with it?
Feminine hygiene products.
What?
Tampons in your tank.
Hey!
You know, it's not that what you're wearing is not nice,
because I... I... I think it's tremendous.
But I have a dress or two in my trunk
that would look dynamite on you,
and, uh, you're welcome to one, if you want.
Well, I'd like that.
I'll tell you what, doggie.
Why don't we pull off somewhere over here?
How about right here?
Great. Make it someplace nice and private.
Then you can pick one out for me.
Well, o.K.
Ha!
Oh, my God.
Well, you know,
I have some lace ladies' things
that you might want to try on, too.
Mmm, that sounds good.
Ohh.
This is doggie's day.
Woof! Woof! Woof! Woof!
I got to admit, she's good.
Played you like a fiddle.
Came on to me at the start of this detail.
Aroo!
Ha ha ha! Hot damn!
You know what I want you to do first?
I want you to hop into a leopard-skin miniskirt.
Why don't we start with the lingerie first?
You are a wild one!
Yes, I am.
You know something?
I got some crotchless panties
that are so lovely,
they'll look so good on you.
Ohh.
I am losing my professional touch.
Ha ha ha!
You hurry back now.
Yes, ma'am!
You hold still in there.
Don't you get too excited without me, now.
Hey!
Hey, come back here!
You come back here!
You come on back here!
Oh, my God.
Stop hitting my van!
Watch it!
Turn the wheel! Hit the brakes!
Ohh!
Aah!
Son of a bitch!
Whatever you do, don't fucking move.
Don't fucking move!
Who the fuck's moving?
Whoa!
Aah! Aah!
What the hell now?
Aah!
Ohh!
Holy shit.
I told you not to move.
I didn't move.
Hey, you all right?
Won't start.
Well, put it in park.
Won't move.
Put it in "r."
Hi, boys!
You o.K.?
Rock, don't!
Rock!
Johnson!
Pull over now!
No!
Pull over, Johnson.
Johnson!
Come on, chief!
Pull over, Toni!
Toni, pull over!
Rosemary, look at that.
Hi!
No running! Did you hear me? No running!
Aah!
Eddie, let me go!
Hold her, devane!
God damn it, you're through.
Get up!
What's that, another escape attempt?
Is that what that is?
No! It's mine!
Give me it!
It's mine.
Funeral register.
You guys aren't supposed to be here! Come on!
Get out of here!
Go on! You're going to get hit!
Turn it!
No! The other way, you idiot!
You didn't say which way.
I'm telling you now! The other way!
Harder!
Enough!
Would you make up your mind?
Go on your side.
Gladly.
Put on your belt.
Back to that again?
I gave you an order!
I heard.
The belt, devane!
Fuck the belt.
What?
I said fuck the belt, chief.
What's your problem, sailor?
You're my fucking problem.
Why don't you do something about it?
I'm warning you, asshole.
I got seven years karate.
20 years bar fighting.
That's a bad fucking dream.
And I'm your worst nightmare.
Now get in that van, devane!
Aah!
Come on, devane.
Aah!
Yeah! Go!
Get him!
Come on, pop.
Aah!
Get up!
Come on!
Yoshi!
¶ Girl, you taught me how to hurt real bad ¶
¶ and cry myself to sleep ¶
¶ show me around this town of shattered dreams ¶
¶ another lesson 'bout a naive fool ¶
¶ who came to Babylon... ¶
pit stop.
¶ Now here's guitars, Cadillacs ¶
¶ hillbilly music ¶
¶ lonely, lonely streets that I call home ¶
¶ give me guitars, Cadillacs ¶
¶ hillbilly music ¶
¶ the only thing... ¶
can I get you something to drink?
A bud, gorgeous.
All right.
¶ Ain't no glamour in this tinsel land ¶
¶ a lot of wasted life ¶
shouldn't let a man drink alone.
¶ I wanna thank you, girl, for teachin' me ¶
¶ brand-new ways to be cruel ¶
¶ if I had a mind ¶
¶ now, I guess I'll just leave ¶
¶ and it's guitars, Cadillacs ¶
¶ hillbilly music ¶
¶ lonely, lonely streets ¶
¶ that I call home ¶
shit.
¶ Guitars, Cadillacs... ¶
mind if I join you?
It's a free country.
¶ It's the only thing that keeps me hangin' on... ¶
well...
I got to hand it to you.
Thank you.
Likewise.
That was sincerity.
Got a little different spin on it.
Is that what that was?
What the hell does that mean?
Drop him a line.
What?
That's how you communicate with a fish.
That's right.
I heard it all.
More than I wanted to, let me tell you.
What are you going to do?
Do?
I mean, if it's a question of blackmail.
Is that what you think of me?
Hell, you could turn me in.
Oh, God.
You must think I am a real cold-hearted bitch.
Well, you don't know me.
You don't know anything about me.
And you belong where I am more than I do.
I know.
Somebody fart?
¶ The thrill is gone ¶
¶ the thrill has gone away ¶
¶ the thrill is gone, baby ¶
¶ the thrill has gone away ¶
¶ you know you done me wrong, baby ¶
¶ and you'll be sorry someday ¶
¶ the thrill is gone ¶
¶ it's gone away from me ¶
finally made it.
What the hell happened to you two?
Well, master chief, you'd never believe it,
but we stopped for gas,
couple of marines started spouting off about the Navy,
and me and devane here, we straightened them out.
Outstanding.
You're learning.
Any trouble with her?
No, uh...
A model prisoner.
I'll note it in her report.
You've been rescheduled to fly from Charleston airport
tomorrow morning at 0800,
arrive San Diego in the afternoon
to start your sentence.
Any questions?
I got her now, boys.
Seaman, you can let her go now.
It's over, Eddie.
Let her go.
Go on.
Um...
When did you say your discharge was?
2100 hours.
I, uh...
Well...
Have one on me, sailor.
Yes, chief.
Name's rock.
You take care, rock.
You, too, kid.
¶ I wanna steam it to lima ¶
¶ with keely and prima ¶
¶ we tango... ¶
hey, sis.
It's our lucky day.
We've been looking for you, girlie.
Here you are.
Sorry, fella.
My dance card's all full.
Hey, vance,
ain't these man's drinks?
Sure are, Rory.
What you suppose ol' sis here's doing drinking 'em?
Buying 'em... For us.
Ain't that right?
Dance card's full!
Jesus! You guys don't give up, do you?
Oh, shit.
God damn, that felt good.
Hee hee hee!
Motherfuckers.
Let's go and...
Fuck somebody up.
Hell, yeah.
Come on.
Hey!
What the hell you doing up there?
I don't know yet.
Get off of there.
I'm going to save her.
No, you're not.
Ooh! He's wonderful!
Wake up.
Huh?
Come on. Get up.
What time is it?
It's late. We got to go. Now get up.
I got to sleep.
Put these on.
There's a small loan in there
to get you started.
You stay with the girl. I'll unlock the van.
O.K.
Give me the keys.
I ain't got 'em.
Yeah, man.
You got the keys.
Oh, shit, man! I drove!
Ha ha ha!
Where did you say we're going?
Here.
Just drink the coffee.
Remember the back door?
That him?
Yeah.
I never saw you.
Ha ha ha! Ha ha ha!
What was that?
I don't know.
This is a new van!
It's got gas.
Oh, shit.
There a phone around here?
There. There's an emergency phone right there.
O.K. I'll call.
Over and out.
You get a guy in the nose,
you hit him with your palm,
you can send that bone
right back up into his head.
Where'd you learn that?
Rerun kung fu.
Yeah, yeah, that's that, um...
That's that Bruce Lee thing, yeah.
Yeah.
Oh, shit. Here comes our tow now.
Whoa!
Hey, this ain't one of our trucks.
Boys, this is your lucky day.
I must've been right behind you.
I was on the bridge when I heard it on the radio.
This ain't no Navy vehicle.
Navy vehicle? Sure ain't.
We're private contractors.
My boss is an ex-squid.
Still got some friends at the motor pool.
Sometimes they throw him a bone.
You a private firm?
That's right.
Why, just last month,
they had me towing a truckload of torpedoes.
Oh, man!
Well, fine. Hook it up.
Go and get the girl.
Hey! Hold it!
Got to have you all ride up front with me.
It's against the law to have anyone in back.
We'll get the girl.
No! I got her hooked up!
Let me lift her first.
Go on!
We'll get the girl now.
Go! Go! Move it!
Whoo! Move!
Go get her out, boys! Go on!
Go get her out! Whoo!
You got the keys?
Hey! Hey!
Come back!
Come back with our prisoner!
Come back here!
Get back here, you son of a bitch!
God damn!
Yes!
Boss, the phone.
All right, all right.
Rock Reilly's residence. Good afternoon.
Hey, listen, rock, the first rule is...
There are no rules.
Nothing better to do
than bother a man in retirement?
Oh, one last thing...
We love ya, rock.
Katie, for God's sake, what are you doing?
My son will be here any minute.
You are so adorable, rocky, baby.
Are you sure we don't have time?
No. Get dressed. You got to get ready.
O.K. I'm a girl who's always ready.
¶ Well, he grew up fast ¶
¶ standin' taller than the Memphis trees ¶
¶ too big for his britches ¶
¶ a walkin', talkin', cool, cool, breeze ¶
¶ he was wild, wild, wild ¶
¶ only misunderstood ¶
¶ he was bad, bad, bad ¶
¶ but he thought he was good ¶
¶ he had fun, fun, fun ¶
¶ and he knew he would ¶
¶ but that's what happens when you get lucky 13 ¶
¶ she was all made up ¶
¶ lookin' better than a beauty queen ¶
¶ with her high heels on ¶
¶ made all the other girls turn green ¶
¶ well, she was wild, wild, wild ¶
¶ only misunderstood ¶
¶ she was bad, bad, bad ¶
¶ but she thought she was good ¶
¶ she had fun, fun, fun ¶
¶ and she knew she would ¶
¶ but that's what happens when you get lucky 13 ¶
¶ well, they'd sneak out every night ¶
¶ to the secret place by the lake ¶
¶ and they'd dream of each other at school ¶
¶ and try to stay awake ¶
¶ then they ran away one day ¶
¶ and hot-wired a greyhound bus ¶
¶ and they drove away to Mexico ¶
¶ just to try to beat the fuzz ¶
¶ they were wild, wild, wild ¶
¶ only misunderstood ¶
¶ they were bad, bad, bad ¶
¶ but they thought they were good ¶
¶ they had fun, fun, fun ¶
¶ and they knew they would ¶
¶ but that's what happens when you get lucky ¶
¶ so wild, wild, wild ¶
¶ only misunderstood ¶
¶ they were bad, bad, bad ¶
¶ but they thought they were good ¶
¶ they had fun, fun, fun ¶
¶ and they knew they would ¶
¶ but that's what happens when you get lucky 13 ¶
¶ oh, that's what happens when you get lucky 13 ¶