The Getaway

-Now that's got some kick, Doc.

This P.P.K.S. is a sweet little weapon.

- Try not to pull so hard on the trigger.

You're throwin' off your sights. All it takes is practice.

-.38 is too small. -"Too small," she says.

What d'ya say, Doc?

$300,000, that's a lot of money. I'm tellin' ya straight.

-Sounds too easy. -Oh, it is.

What we gotta do is break his sorry ass outta jail,

get him across the old Rio Grande.

-What's the hard part? -Collecting.

Not this time. This here Mexican's uncle is loaded.

Come on, Carol, help me out. Tell Doc it's a good deal.

We'll split the money 50-50.

You are kidding. I'm on this job too, you know.

Got a smart woman there, Doc. You taught her real well.

I guess she figures we do most of the work, we get most of the cash.

Well, I don't know about that.

-I'm supplying the plane and the deal.

-Without that, you got nothin'.

-Which one d'you like, baby? -I like the Colt.

The Colt's mine.

But I want it.

Excuse me. I hate to break up this beautiful moment here,

but I need to know what you're gonna do, Doc.

Are you in or out?

-I guess I can take that as a yes, huh?

I'll think about it.

Don't think too goddamn long!

Do it myself.

- Hey, where's my lawyer?

- Mendoza!

Come on out!

Step up to the line. Turn around.

925, comin' up on your right. Over.

Okay, I see you.

Up here on the left. This is perfect.

You got three minutes to pull this off.

-Once I get in the van. I know. -Right.

-What? -Hell of a way to make a livin', Doc.

Well, you should've married a dentist.

You're gonna telephone Gibson. Right?

I don't know.

I Oye, Mendoza!

-Follow me.

- Hey, don't forget to blow the judge.

Hey, Mendoza, kiss us good-bye before you leave.

Come on, let's go. The judge is waitin'.

Come on, keep moving.

1208, they're moving out. Over.

1208, go now. Go now.

-What's she doin'? Come on, move it!

- Let's move outta here, sweetheart.

- What the f*ck you want?

-Hurry up!

- Officer, they got out of your van!

-Let's go, man! Vamonos!

-Buenos dias, amigo.

Make a left here, then make another left.

-Ya lost your cargo, ya dumb fucks. - i Adios, pendejo!

- Keep it running.

-Better hold onto this. -Good to be back.

-I Gracias! -Let's go.

You're gonna be a big hero with my uncle, man. Mucho dinero.

-Hey, Jos. -Hey, Luis!

- Hey, Luis, bienvenido. -Hola, Lupe.

-Luis,? Dnde has estado? -Hola.

- i Tio! - Luis,? Qu tal?

Djame verte.

- Gracias por sacarme de ese infierno, tio.

Una cerveza para mi sobrino.

Very smooth piece of work.

You know, your job even got you on the 5:00 News on the cable down here.

It's all there. You can check it, if you wish.

And thank you for bringing my nephew back to me.

-Who could do such a terrible thing to my nephew, huh?

Luis was a nice family man,

but his accounts were short for 100 million pesos.

Nice doing business with you.

Ya va saliendo del edificio.

-F*ck me! Let's go! -Shit!

-Vamonos! -We're outta here, boss.

Manos arriba, gringo.

Gracias.

-May I help you, ma'am? -I'm here to see my husband, Carter McCoy.

Okay. Come to the gate.

Vaya por ahi.

Derecho.

Vente conmigo. Tienes un visitante.

-Hi, Doc. -Hi, baby.

You been doin' okay?

Pretty good.

I...

I went to see my brother in Oklahoma, see his kids.

God, Doc.

Hey. Hey.

I think I've got a way out of this place.

There's this guy that works out of Phoenix.

His name's Jack Benyon.

Controls a lot of action on both sides of the border,

and he's plannin' something very big.

-Lookin' for a guy that can handle security.

Explosives. For the right guy, he'll pull some strings.

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