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- I know you won't, Cooper.

Deputy Jackson, Captain Emmett said

that this transport was at 11 a.m.

At the rate we're going,

we'll get there more than an hour early.

Riva's a flight risk. Showing up early

might keep him from running.

Okay, but we're going

over 30 miles over the speed limit...

- ...which is illegal. And also...

- Whoa, whoa, whoa. Cooper, Cooper, Cooper.

You are chatty.

Look, the thing is, today

is your lucky day.

Why is that?

You get a chance to get out of the

doghouse, and you with me, sweetie.

All right, so just put your head down...

...turn off the walkie...

...and keep your Taser in your pants.

Okay, chief?

- Copy that.

- Okay.

Try not to fall in love with me.

Okay. Copy that.

Wait, that was a joke.

- Ha-ha-ha.

- Okay.

You are cute. You are cute.

Mrs. Riva.

This is Deputy U.S. Marshal Jackson.

I'm here for you and your husband.

You're early.

- Who's this?

- Mr. Riva, I'm Officer Cooper...

Don't worry about her.

Nobody knows we're here.

She has to be here for your wife.

She ready to go?

I'm not so sure

about this Witness Protection anymore.

And why is that?

Ay, perdona. My wife is a come mierda.

How you say in English?

Sh*t mouth?

The U.S. Government

has you trafficking on tape.

So you only got two choices:

Either come to Dallas, testify against

Cortez before the grand jury...

...or go to jail for the rest of your life.

- Let me ask about Witness Protection.

- Okay.

If I go to Ohio, can my wife go to...

What is the furthest place from Ohio?

San Diego.

- Definitely San Diego.

- San Diego.

Cooper, go get his wife.

10-80 the witness. Copy that.

Mrs. Riva?

I am announcing my entrance

into your private domicile.

I'm Officer Cooper.

I'm here to escort you to Dallas. Aah!

You must of not seen me.

I saw you.

- Mrs. Riva, I am a police officer.

- Ay, please.

Look at you. You're teeny-tiny. You're

like a little dog I can put in my purse.

I can assure you...

...I meet the minimum height requirement

of an adult female my weight.

Move!

We have got to get going.

Protocol states that you only need

to pack the essentials, ma'am.

You are not gonna need all these shoes.

These are clumsy and impractical.

What shoes are you wearing?

I'm wearing black shoes.

Standard-issue black shoes.

No. Those are men's shoes.

My husband has the same kind.

Congratulation, Officer Lesbian,

you wear the shoes of a coward that I hate.

I realize this might be difficult

for someone like you.

What the hell does that mean?

Just someone who likes a lot of stuff.

So I only care about stuff.

No, Mrs. Riva, I did not mean that.

What I was trying to s...

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