The Baytown Outlaws Page #4

But he's got a bit of an issue

with authority.

Whoo!

That's a mighty fine

detective job you've done, son.

- Thank you, sir.

- But... it ain't as easy as all that.

- So you do know the Oodie Brothers'?

- Like I said, I know all.

I can't just bring them boys in 'cause

some suit from Philadelphia wants me to.

Well, you can if some suit

from Chicago tells you to.

The longer you stay down here,

the more you're going to realise,

we don't like being

told what to do, son. Now...

if you'll excuse me,

I got other work to attend to.

No, Sheriff. Listen, I'm just asking

for, you know, a little cooperation.

Once this thing gets wrapped up,

I'll get out of your hair.

Why don't you let me

worry about my county'?

We'll be in Dallas by midnight.

I'll drive us

until I can't drive no more.

Can you believe she went ahead

and paid us five grand up front?

I know, right?

I mean, you'd think she'd have

some trust issues, right?

- But hey, each to their own.

- Each to their own, man.

Each to their own.

Now, I know we've got

an address to Austin,

but shouldn't she have given us like

a picture of the kid or something?

How many kids you reckon

they got up there'?

I mean,

they ain't running a day-care centre.

- OK.

- Yeah.

What if we get there

and Rob's a baby?

Well, if he's a baby,

they got baby junk up there.

- That's smart.

- It's not like they're riding around

with a baby in a shoebox or nothing.

I mean, come on.

Besides that, them bullet scars didn't

look too fresh on Celeste's belly.

- You're right. You're right.

- Yeah.

- What if there's more than one kid?

- Why are you asking me so many

goddamn questions, man?

We just went over this! What?

What do you want to know?!

What do you want to know?!

- How will we know which is Rob?

- I'm gonna say which one's Rob!

How about that? I'm gonna say,

"You know what, I don't want Kevin!

I don't want Michael!

No, I don't want Stephen!"

if there's a bunch of f***ing kids

around I'm gonna say, "I want Rob!"

How about that?

F***ing hell, man!

It's a damn simple smash and grab!

We smash whoever's in front of us

and we take Rob!

Damn! Plain and simple!

What? Sorry, Lincoln.

- I don't know why you have to yell...

- Your faggoty brother won't shut up!

I'm inquisitive, and you know that!

Where'd you learn that word?

Inquisitive?

- Where the f*** did you pick that up?

- It's in my lexicon, man!

- Jackass. Yeah?

- I've got it up here.

There's a lot you

don't know about me.

Are you ready for a potty break'?

How many books you read, motherf***er?

- Where are we?

- We're in Crockett.

Davy Crockett. What time is it'?

Foun.

Hey.

I guess there's

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