Last Man Club Page #2
- PG-13
- Year:
- 2016
- 95 min
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it over and let me drive for a while
before you get us both killed?
I'm not the one causing wrecks
and shooting people.
No, but at least
I can see the road.
She took off with some guy. I'm
telling you, dad, it was a setup.
Dad, I know. I know I shouldn't
have trusted her. I know that, dad.
Listen, I got Dan Hanks on it. Yeah,
you know, Rudy's friend, the pi.
Dad, hold on. Find that broad,
Hanks. Go get her.
I got it. Did she leave
anything in the car?
- How should I know?
- See you back in town.
All right, buckle up.
Here we go.
Well, general,
that was an experience.
- It's captain.
- Yeah, well, whatever. Good luck.
Look, I need a place to stay
for a couple of nights.
Just until I can
figure this out.
Yeah. Right, yeah, I get it.
Ok.
Yeah, bye.
Hey, let me help you
with that, pops.
- I can do it.
- Not by the looks of it.
a parade or something?
I'm going to Galveston, Texas,
to visit an old friend.
Drive all that way by yourself?
No, I'm gonna stop off in
Pennsylvania and look up a friend
and see if he wants to come along
and help with the driving.
- You're headed to Pennsylvania?
- Yeah.
Well, I hate to break it to you,
but you're headed south
and Pennsylvania's due north.
All right, I'll tell you what.
I'll make a deal with you.
I'll drive you to Pennsylvania
to meet up with your friend
and then afterwards you just drop
me off at the train station.
Don't do me any favors.
Don't worry.
Do you have like a recent photograph
that I could take with me?
Oh, yes, of course.
Can you think of any particular
reason why he might have run away?
No, I can't imagine.
Did he seem like he was happy,
you know, living here?
Well, yes, I mean,
for the most part.
I see.
Hey, I wonder if your dad went
to visit friends or something.
Most of his friends are dead.
He did get a letter the other
day from a Pete somebody.
Ok. You got like a number,
address for this guy?
No, but... but I can...
I can look for it.
Yeah, all right. Well, look, I think
I've got enough to get started.
I think a '58 Ford Fairlane, unregistered,
is probably pretty easy to spot.
- Sh*t.
- What?
- Cop.
- Sh*t!
- What do you mean, sh*t?
- I don't have a driver's license.
- Me either.
- Sh*t!
- Uh, make up a story. Uh...
Tell him I'm sick or
something, all right?
- What?
Oh...
Afternoon, officer.
- Do you know why I pulled you over?
- No.
Driver's license and
registration, please.
Oh, god, I forgot my wallet.
Do you have any registration
for the vehicle?
Well, it's actually my
grandfather's. Excuse me.
Grandpa?
- Grandpa?
- Is there a problem?
He's actually... he's...
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