Last Rampage: The Escape of Gary Tison Page #4

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about this bust?

Well, you say

there's been a bust,

but I don't know that there has.

Man that broke out of prison

with your husband.

Randy Greenwalt, you know him?

- He maybe the one behind it.

- No, you know him?

I couldn't say.

- Ma'am.

- I don't know how I can help you, officer.

Yeah, well, you can start

by telling the truth.

The truth is the easiest

thing to remember.

Well, I'd like to ask

you a question.

I am all ears.

You tell me the truth.

Hand to god.

Should I have a lawyer

with me right now?

What was that for?

Well, I ain't your

f***ing uncle.

Yeah, I know that.

I will beat the Christ

out of you like I was.

Best go back to bed.

I give the orders around here.

Me and Gary.

And I say it's time for you

to get up and keep watch.

So get the f*** up.

I thought you was keeping watch?

Sorry, sir.

I guess I dozed off.

You know, I am gonna ask

you something.

Your mom says something,

this and the other,

that you're having some doubts.

And I told her there

was nothing to worry about

when it comes to Donnie.

Now was I wrong?

No, sir.

I got nothing to worry about?

No. Not from me.

You just don't know

him, that's all.

He's good in the spot.

He's saved me more than twice.

Uncle Joe should be coming

with the plane today

then everything

will be all right.

From your mouth to god's ears.

I didn't think you

believed in god.

Shh. You don't know that.

- Hey, hey.

- -What?

I want you to take

Ricky into town,

get some supplies,

pick up some food.

Pick me up two cartons

of full flavored kings.

Yes, sir.

Hey.

Hey, come on.

Dipshit. We're going

into town.

- Hi.

- Hi, yourself.

- Nice store you got.

- It don't belong to me.

- Still nice though.

Tison and Greenawalt

are both serving life sentences

for aggravated assault

and murder.

Let's get our stuff and go.

You got any full flavored kings?

Just reckon I do.

These men are all armed

and dangerous.

- She smiled at me.

- You can have her. Ugly old thing.

You think she was ugly?

Unless you like a girl

with a mustache.

Hey, look at this.

Guess... guess we'll have

to change it.

Between the three of you,

you don't have the sense to

make sure that we got a spare?

We got every law man

in the state looking for us

and you tell me this

is the best you could do?

- Sorry, sir.

- Shut the f*** up.

- It's my fault, sir.

- Shut the f*** up.

All right, listen to me.

We cannot bear the weight

- of any more f*** ups, do you understand?

- Yes, sir.

- Do you?

- Yes, sir.

F***!

What are you looking at, Donnie?

Ray, it's gonna be all right.

I know that.

We keep driving till

we find a car with a spare.

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