Fled Page #3
- R
- Year:
- 1996
- 98 min
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- We don't wanna go there.
Why not?
Come on!
Didn't you see "The Fugitive"?
The first thing Tommy Lee Jones did
was set up roadblocks at the state line.
- That's your plan, Dr Kimble?
- I ain't got a plan.
- I'm trying to figure this sh*t out
as we go. - No sh*t!
- All right. I say we give ourselves up.
- What?!
- You're jokin', right?
- I look like I'm jokin'?
- It was your idea to run.
Your white ass didn't know sh*t.
- So you don't like white people now?
- No, I just don't like you.
I got nothin' against whites. I just ain't
had many good experiences with 'em.
F***! I was out in six months.
Six months I was goin' home.
Yeah? Forget about that six months sh*t.
You can add on another 12 to 18 months
because you ran, no matter what you say.
You are a convict.
Nothing is ever gonna change that.
That's your reality, baby, not mine.
My reality and yours are the same.
We're both f***ed.
- Not me. I take my chances.
- Not with my life, you don't.
All right, all right! Hold up.
- How much?
- What?
- Name your price.
- You ain't got sh*t to bargain with.
- I got more than you think.
- What do you mean?
I'm talkin' about five million dollars.
I got your attention now, convict?
What do you think I was locked up for?
Runnin' a red light?
I hit a major corporation for five million.
- You're lyin'.
- Am I?
All right! Hold on. Why would I lie?
One:
to keep me from kickin' your ass.Two:
same reason.Three:
prison lifeain't exactly worked out for you.
That's why I'm offerin' you
a million dollars.
More than you'll ever see in your life.
Yeah. I'll be lookin' over my shoulder
for the rest of my life, too.
What else will you do when you get out?
Work for 7-Eleven?.
They ain't hiring convicts.
- All right, I want half.
- Half? F*** you! This ain't divorce.
No. We married, baby.
For better, for worse, in sickness
and in health, till death do us part.
The chopper's comin' back around,
Come on, baby. Say "I do. "
Sh*t! All right - half.
- But after that, that is it! We are even.
- No.
Now we're even.
- Where are we?
- I don't know.
- Which way?
- This way.
What?
Nothin'.
- What the hell is that?
- Sounds like a train.
Run!
Let's go!
- We won't make it.
- We have to jump.
I can't swim!
that couldn't swim.
- Keep your head up.
- OK.
when this sh*t is over
is set my ass
in a steamy, hot, bubble bath.
You know?
I hope you choke
and drown on the bubbles.
What are you doin'
chained to that white boy?
You know, I've been askin' myself
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