Fled Page #4

the same damn question all day.

Now look here, chief.

I know what you're thinkin', boss.

You got two convicts. If you turn us in,

maybe you'll make some money.

Might even get your face on TV. Right?

Maybe I oughta shoot your black ass

right now and call it a day.

Why not? In fact, why not have

an old-fashioned lynchin'?

Y'all still hang n*ggers

in Georgia, dontcha?

He's such a kidder!

Would you excuse me?

- He's got a gun.

- And we don't.

Quit provoking him.

He doesn't want to shoot us. Right?

He won't shoot you, but he damn sure

wants to blow a hole in my black ass.

- Dontcha, boss?

- Hold on. We don't want any trouble.

Don't do anything you'll regret later.

Now, I can see that you're a fine,

upstanding member of your community.

And, despite our appearance,

I can assure you we are not bad people.

- F*** this. He's a redneck.

- Don't say that!

- He is. Show him your neck.

- Shut up.

Show him your neck!

- What the hell's wrong with you?

- What?

- Didn't you see "Deliverance"?

- We're alive, ain't we?

- What if he'd shot sooner?

- Then we'd be dead.

- Sh*t.

- What?

- We got a problem.

- What?

He ain't breathin'.

- Sh*t.

- What?

He's havin' a heart attack.

- Turn the radio down.

- This is a good song.

It'd be nice to hear the cops

before they get to us.

All right, all right.

We gotta get him to a hospital.

Where is it?

It's comin' up. We'll get there.

Where'd you learn first aid, anyway?

In the joint. CPR.

They got courses like that.

A Suzuki.

Nice bikes.

While you take that bubble bath,

I'll get a Ducati 916 racing motorcycle.

- Ride off into the sunset.

- I won't be sorry to see your ass go.

Sh*t! Look at this.

- Put that away.

- We can shoot the cuffs off.

Don't point it at me!

Gimme that before you hurt yourself.

How would I know?

I never even held a gun.

Then how the helI'd you rob somebody

for five million dollars?

Hackin', my friend. Hackin'.

- Computers?

- You got it.

I got the sweetest Mac 5300.

16 megabytes, 750 hard drive.

So fast, it's like the Ducati of computers.

On the Internet,

my call name is the Cyberthug.

- What's so funny?

- That ain't no robbery, man.

One of these, a ski mask -

that's a robbery.

I didn't get busted for robbery. All right?

I illegally accessed

the phone company's computer system.

- You robbed Ma Bell?

- No, not exactly.

Ma Bell just gave me a little help.

I used the phone company's computer to

access the accounts of a big corporation.

- Which one?

- A greedy one.

They took and never gave back.

I taught 'em a lesson.

- Real nice, but how'd you get the money?

- Once I was in, it was easy.

I transferred money from their accounts

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