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Who were you with?

- Felix Bonhoeffer.

- Who's he?

The older gentleman

in the red convertible Impala.

- Gina!

- Okay.

Listen, I've gotta go. Mort's being

a real pain in the butt tonight.

... shot him at point-blank range.

The gunman was heard

screaming at other drivers,

"We've lost the plot!"

I'm not going to be here next week

because I'm driving

my aunt up to Vegas.

I'll call you as soon as I get back.

Gina, would you come on

and get off the phone now?

Look, I'm sorry...

It's playing in there now?

... and that, folks,

is the way it happened.

Well, I'm not a crook.

Thanks so much forjoining me

and have a great night.

- Women!

- Yeah!

I need you here.

Hey, Gav, how's Brian?

How you feeling?

Right, this woman Shelley.

Good night.

Good night.

So, you taking off tomorrow?

Yeah, early, about 8:00.

All right. You know not

to get in no trouble.

- Yeah, I know.

- Try to drive safely, okay?

I'm a pretty safe driver.

I should charge you extra

for the security work, you know?

- Thank you. I appreciate it.

- Good night.

Good night.

- Are you Bette Lustig's niece?

- What?

Are you Bette Lustig's niece?

- Oh, my God!

- Are you Bette Lustig's niece?

What's your problem?

Why you bothering the lady?

I'm not bothering anyone...

You opened up her car door.

I would say that was bothering her.

- I want to talk to her.

- Wait a minute.

He was in the bar earlier.

Yeah, he was quiet, no trouble.

So what's the deal then, brother?

Is she Bette Lustig's niece?

Leave him, Mort.

It's okay. My name is Bonhoeffer,

Felix Bonhoeffer.

- Bonhoeffer?

- Yeah, Felix Bonhoeffer.

I saw you on the news

just now with my friend.

- Tracy Abbott.

...and at the racetrack.

- That's right, yes.

- What is all this?

- I know you.

- Okay, look, I gotta go.

- You gonna be okay?

- Yeah.

- Are you sure?

- I'm sure.

- Easy does it, now, fella.

- I will. Okay.

Hey, Gina,

are you sure you're okay?

I'll be fine.

... crossfire shootout

on the Morning View Freeway.

Gina, you know how to reach me.

I do!

You're a real good citizen,

Mort, the best.

Ray, can we talk?

Nothing to talk about, baby.

I need more time.

Time's up, old pal,

know what I mean?

It's zippo.

So what do I do now?

Just drive.

Where?

You know where. Drive.

It's not meant to happen

for me like this, Ray.

I got a wife, two kids.

It was just business.

I can pay you back.

Say bye-bye, little birdies,

fly, fly far away.

Stop! Don't do this!

Bye-bye.

Did you get through to Sandra?

No.

No, I left her a message, told her

we'd be there around 4:00, 4:30,

and that tomorrow

we'd take her to a magic show.

What did she say?

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