Hiding Out Page #3

waffle breakfast

with the bacon

extra well done.

How about a nice

glass of milk?

That they can make

golden brown.

No, actually,

I'd like a scotch, please.

Dewar's, straight up,

please, thank you.

Baby doll, it's 6:00

in the morning.

Oh, then make it

a double, please.

Let's see some I.D.

I don't believe this.

Let me show you mine, huh?

Figures.

You don't identify yourself,

not to anybody,

not anywhere, period.

I don't know if you're

aware of this,

but once you testify,

they're probably

going to get you relocated.

It's uncle Sam's way

of keeping you alive

after you spill

the beans.

You get a new name,

you get a new town,

you get

a new everything.

Yeah, a lot of guys end up

living in national parks.

They become forest rangers.

Trust me, you'll love it.

Bakey, bakey, I already

got a name, ok?

I got a job,

a Maserati,

got a 2-bedroom

apartment in Cambridge.

Come on, I'm located.

That's it.

End of discussion.

Hey, they're really

into plastic surgery.

[Laughs]

I'm getting hip

to you, bakey.

I can tell when

you're bullshitting.

Heh!

Yeah-yeah, right,

I'm gonna let the f.B.I.

Relocate my noose.

You gotta be nuts.

I gotta take

a wicked dump.

There's the individual.

Classy joint.

Oh, I almost forgot.

I found you a stamp.

Oh, thanks.

Mm-hmm.

The way I figure it,

at least you don't have

a wife and kids.

That's when it gets

really tough.

No.

No calls.

If I wasn't

on duty, I'd--

Pratt? Pratt!

[Gunshot]

[All screaming]

Son of a b*tch!

Jesus!

[All screaming]

[Tires squealing]

[Yelling]

Get out of the way!

Hey!

[Tires squealing]

[Men shouting]

[Honks horn]

[Man talking on P.A.]

Hey!

hey!

Ugh! oh!

[All yelling]

[Train horn honking]

[Panting]

Dark hair,

kind of tall.

Oh, yeah, and he had

this hair-do,

some kind of

Dracula hair-do.

We put our best manpower

into finding morenski.

Is your best

anything like bakey?

Pathetic.

he's an embarrassment.

He's a solid agent,

for Christ sake.

25 years experience

with the bureau.

Doesn't show.

Now I'm short 2 witnesses.

Well, at least morenski

got out out alive.

You hope.

Please don't let him

take me off the case.

I'm to blame,

i know I'm responsible--

bakey, for Christ sake,

i bought you some time.

But you can't

blame that guy.

His whole case

is going down the drain.

Kapados will walk.

That son of a b*tch

of a bastard killed my partner!

You just find me

morenski.

If he's hiding,

smoke him out,

if he's dead,

bring him back to life.

But find the man.

I will do everything--

I don't wanna

hear nothin'.

[Truck horn honks]

[Brakes squeal]

Thanks a million.

Truck driver:

Any time.

[Truck horn honks]

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