A Perfect World Page #3

are in the back, in the cooler.

You ever shot a gun before, boy?

Pow!

- Knock you on your ass.

- Quiet, mister.

No....

You ain't never shot no gun before.

Living with three split-tails.

No daddy around.

You'll probably grow up queer,

you know that?

Now...

...I'm gonna lean up here

real slow and easy.

Okay?

Just so that we can talk.

There we go.

Now we can have a real man-to-man.

You are a man, now, ain't you?

- Will this do it for you?

- This and a carton of them Lucky Strikes.

Those are some real cute

little underwears you got on there, boy.

Your mama sew your name in them?

Initials or anything?

Hmm?

Let's see what you got down there.

Kind of puny, ain't it?

The hand is quicker than the eye.

Son of a b*tch.

Hell's bells, no shells.

[CHUCKLES]

Come on up here

a little closer, boy.

- Those .38 shells you got up there?

- Yeah.

Why don't you give me a box?

Agh! Goddamn! Jesus!

Jesus!

Here, boy.

All is forgiven, boy.

You best come here, boy.

You know I'm gonna find you.

Hey, boy, you best hope

I don't find you.

What're you gonna do? Hit me with it?

But you and me are friends.

[GUNSHOT]

You got a phone?

No.

Go inside, lie down till we're gone.

Well, you coming?

Get in.

[ENGlNE STARTS]

Red, l got a spot on them. A store

outside of Ben Hur, 50 miles from here.

Yeah. Well, move that, uh,

roadblock on 28850 miles north.

- Figure they got that far?

- I don't know. But they don't either.

They're just happy to be out.

This is a Sunday drive for them.

Sunday drive, I like that. l never

heard you use that one before.

Is something bothering you?

Oh, uh....

It's perhaps premature, but, um...

...do you have an auxiliary roadblock

plan for when they split up?

What makes you so sure

they're gonna split up?

If you got something in your craw,

spit it out.

Their situation

is one of accommodation.

I don't think they'll be together long.

Haynes and Pugh are opposites, right?

Haynes is a criminal's criminal.

Robbery, man-on-man confrontation.

Pugh has a rap sheet littered

with manslaughter, you name it.

- They'll split soon.

- What about the hostages?

What are they gonna do?

Flip a coin, see who gets to keep who?

It's happened before.

Either way, it's a dilemma

they'll address soon.

That's why we gotta address it now.

We don't have a dilemma.

Neither do they.

They'll get rid of one hostage and keep

the other. lf they haven't done so already.

Command, put your roadblock on 288,

north about 50 miles.

MAN [ON RADIO]:

Roger, roadblock 288, 50 miles.

ADLER:

That's right, 50 miles.

Uh-huh.

We need to talk, Chief Garnett.

You can call me Red.

Red...

...why are you so hell-bent

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