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[Girl]
I had a really good time.
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[Entrance Bell Dings]
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- Yes?
- Marlboro. Hard pack.
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This, and, uh...
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five bucks on number five.
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[Register Beeping]
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[Register Continues Beeping]
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[Entrance Bell Dings]
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[Officer] Yeah, I gotta pick
something up for the wife.
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[Breathing Heavily]
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Come on, pal.
I'm growing a beard over here.
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I can never get these silly things.
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Thar she blows!
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[Officers Conversing, Indistinct]
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[Radio: Static Burst]
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[Female Dispatcher]
All units, code 503.
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1989 silver Volkswagen Rabbit, California
plate number boy-uncle-seven 9-9-6.
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Repeat: Stolen vehicle.
'89 Volkswagen Rabbit.
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Silver. Boy-uncle-seven 9-9-6.
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Any unit respond.
[Static Burst]
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Look, just keep the change.
All right?
-
Excuse me.
-
That wouldn't be your Rabbit
by any chance, would it?
-
Mine?
-
Oh, no. No, sir.
I'm... I'm on foot.
-
I was just, uh,
out for a little jog, you know.
-
Here you go.
Five dollars on number five.
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And your change, sir.
-
- Jogged, huh?
- [Sighs]
-
- Come here! Don't do it!
- [Screaming]
-
- Ho! Ho! Ho! Ho! Ho!
- Whoa! Whoa! Whoa!
-
- I'll blow a hole right through her, man!
- Let's not do nothin' stupid!
-
- Oh, my God! Don't hurt me!
- Come on, buddy! Let her go!
-
We're just talking a stolen car here.
-
Put the gun down. You don't wanna make
things worse for yourself, do ya?
-
Things couldn't possibly
be worse for myself.
-
- Don't even think about it, hero!
- Hey, hey, hey.
-
Now, you, join your partner over there.
-
Keep your hands high.
Both of you!
-
[Woman Whimpering]
-
Hey, you!
Grab their guns!
-
- Who, me?
- Yes, you, you mutt!
-
Just take it easy.
Think about what you're doing.
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[Man]
What am I doing?
-
- I won't go to jail for this?
- No, you won't go to jail.
-
- [Woman Continues Whimpering]
- Now put 'em on the floor
and kick 'em over to me.
-
I said kick 'em over to me, Pelé.
-
Hey, hey! No! No! Wrong!
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Tell you what.
-
Pick up the goddamn guns
and hand 'em to me.
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By the barrels.
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Put 'em in my pockets.
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Good boy, nickels.
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[Mutters] Damn it.
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All right. Okay, now everybody...
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- [Gasps]
- on the floor!
-
- You won't get away with this.
- You don't know that.
-
- Faces flat!
- [Woman] Don't kill me! I don't wanna die!
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You won't if everybody does
exactly as I say.
-
- [Screaming]
- Holy shit!
-
- Holy shit!
- Don't shoot! We're staying down!
-
I'm not fooling around here!
-
I told you to keep your faces
against the floor!
-
Okay, okay. We don't
want anybody to get hurt.
-
Now, if you want
this young lady to live...
-
nobody moves
until we're a memory.
-
- Did you drive?
- Yes.
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All right, get out your keys.
We're going for a joyride. Do it!
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[Entrance Bell Dings]
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- [Gunshot]
- [Screaming]
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Open the door.
Open the door.
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- [Alarm Blaring]
- Kill it. Kill it!
-
- [Alarm Chirps, Stops]
- Keys.
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Get in. Move. Over.
All the way over.
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[Engine Starts]
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[Tires Screech]
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[Sustained Tone]
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[Man #1] We've been patrolling...
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- [Man #2] Wait. Not yet.
- Sorry.
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[Man #2]
Okay, we're rolling. A nd action.
-
We've been patrolling
these Newport Beach streets
together for, what... six years?
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- Six and a half.
- Six and a half.
-
You know, when people think
Newport Beach they don't think "crime."
-
They think palm trees, the beach.
-
But let me tell ya, we get as much crime
here as in any other city.
-
You know, proportionate-wise.
-
Proportionate-wise, obviously.
-
New York's got, what,
10 million people.
-
- Twelve million.
- Twelve million people.
-
So obviously there's more crime in New York
than Newport Beach. Proportionately.
-
What do you get here? Mostly
domestic violence crimes and theft, right?
-
- Yeah, we get all that stuff.
- I see.
-
But we get murder,
we get prostitution, we get drugs.
-
We get all that stuff.
-
Well, uh, what's the worst
thing you've ever seen?
-
Would it be that busload of seniors
that went off the cliff?
-
No, the kids.
-
Oh, God, yeah. The kids.
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[Radio: Female Dispatcher]
All units respond to hijacked red BMW.
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1993, California plate 4-nancy-adam-tom-
lincoln-edward-edward.
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Male Caucasian, armed and very dangerous,
holding female hostage.
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- Vehicle headed south
on Ocean near Magnolia.
- [Engine Accelerating]
-
Suspect has fired on two officers.
Proceed with caution.
-
That's us.
This might be your lucky day.
-
Three-niner at the corner
of Magnolia and Viewcrest.
-
- In pursuit.
- Let's go get us a bad guy.
-
- I'm burning up in here. Grab the wheel.
- [Whimpering]
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Look, I'm gonna let you go
as soon as it's safe.
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Just stop making that noise.
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[Continues Whimpering]
I can't help it.
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Just let me go.
You can have the car.
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Oh, I can have the car.
-
That's very generous of you.
-
Let me think here for a minute.
-
- Please, just let me go.
- I said I would!
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Jesus! Just let me think.
-
Oh, God. [Panting]
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Listen, you're gonna have to be...
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my little insurance policy right now.
-
If you just hang tough
for a few more minutes...
-
you're gonna be all right.
-
- Okay?
- Okay. Okay.
-
I know what you're thinking.
-
What rotten timing, huh?
-
If you hadn't gone in
for that magazine...
-
I feel exactly the same way.
-
If I hadn't gone in
for those lousy cigarettes...
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This damn habit.
I gotta quit someday.
-
Very nice set of wheels
you got here. Very nice.
-
What, you got a phone,
all real leather.
-
How's a girl like you
able to afford a car like this?
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My father gave it to me,
and it's yours if you just let me go.
-
Your father gave it to you.
Just like that?
-
Just said,
"Here, take the car. You can have it..."
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[Screams] Goddamn it!
-
- [Screaming]
- There they are! Hang on!
-
- [Flesh Sizzling]
- [Screams]
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In pursuit of hijacked red BMW,
southbound on Ocean, just past Horndale.
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Request backup immediately.
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- Aah!
- [Horns Honking]
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[Continues Screaming]
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That was stupid!
That was really stupid!
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I'm sorry! I'm sorry!
I didn't mean it! I didn't mean it!
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You wanna get shot? Rule number one:
you don't burn the guy with the gun.
-
- All right... Aah! Aah!
- Oh, God, don't kill me!
-
- My father'll give you anything you want!
- Oh, shit! Aah!
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[Horns Honking]
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Ow! Grab it!
Get the lighter!
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Ow! Shit!
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Get this lighter... No!
-
- What are you doing?
- What? What? What?
-
You told me to do that!
-
No, I told you to keep it from burning me,
not throw it out the window!
-
- Now how the hell am I supposed to smoke?
- I don't know!
-
This is just what I needed.
-
- Shit!
- [Horn Blasting]
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[Screaming] Oh, God!
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[Screams]
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- Move! Move!
- Hey!
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- Look out!
- Whoa! Whoa! Whoa!
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[Sirens Continue Wailing]
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Would you watch it!
-
- [Pedestrians Shouting]
- [Horn Honking]
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We don't wanna get
any innocent commuters hurt.
-
We got a sticky situation. This girl's
relying on us to rescue her safely.
-
If I let this guy out of my sights...
-
there's a good possibility
that we will never see her alive again.
-
If we can get him to a place
where there's a minimum of traffic...
-
on a back road or something...
-
we can attempt
to shoot out the tires.
-
But the abundance of cars here
makes that highly dangerous.
-
Obviously, you always want to keep vehicular
intercourse down to a minimum at all times.
-
We don't want this guy spinning out
and hitting a busload of nuns or anything.
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[Truck Horn Blasting]
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[Screams]
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Bet you don't get this every day, huh?
-
Listen, what's the thing you like best
about being cops?
-
For me, it's the respect and power
that the position commands.
-
I feel like a combination of Bruce Springsteen
and Sylvester Stallone out there.
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I don't know whether I oughta be
bustin'bad guys or signing autographs.
-
Kinda like being a star.
-
- I'm gonna throw up.
- What do you mean?
-
- I feel sick.
- No. Don't you dare.
-
Don't you dare throw up. Breathe. Take in
some air. Put your head out the window.
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[Groaning]
Well, don't drive so fast.
-
Don't drive so fast? What are you, mad?
I'm being chased by the cops!
-
When you're being chased by cops,
you drive fast. Got it?
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Well, I get carsick!
-
Well, then, put your head out the goddamn
window! What are you waiting for?
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[Whimpers]
-
She's got her head out the window!
What's she doing?
-
Maybe she's trying to signal us.
-
- Can you tell what she's saying?
- No, I can't make her face out clearly.
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[Groaning]
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[Continues Groaning]
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[Vomiting]
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Oh! She's puking!
-
- Aah!
- Gross!
- Oh, God!
-
- She's puking!
- That will never make prime time.
-
That is a lot of puke.
-
I can't see a damn thing.
-
- [Truck Horn Blasting]
- [All Screaming]
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[Coughing] Oh, God.
-
Guess she wasn't signaling us.
-
- You okay?
- No.
-
Do me a favor, will ya.
Chew some gum or something.
-
Your breath smells
like my grandmother's feet.
-
Where are the other backups?
We only got one other car here with us.
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[Radio: Female Dispatcher]
Unit 39, most units unavailable
due to the funeral...
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of Captain Lembeck
in Long Beach.
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All remaining available units
should be en route.
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If Lembeck knew that his funeral was impeding
a pursuit with hostages, he'd go nuts.
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Get those other cops off their cans, will ya?
We're naked out here.
-
All available units, please respond in
the vicinity of San Remos and Point Vale.
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High-speed pursuit in progress.
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Red BMW...
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license plate number 4-nickel-adam-thomas-
leo-edward-edward.
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I do not run my division...
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on a shoot first,
ask questions later philosophy!
-
- Excuse me, sir.
- Can't you see I'm busy?
-
I think you're gonna want to know
about this right away, sir.
-
- Wejust got a positive I.D. on that red BMW.
- [Officer Sobbing]
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Hold on to your beans, sir.
It's registered to a Miss Natalie Nordhoff Voss.
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She's the young lady hostage, sir.
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So who's Natalie Nordhoff Voss?
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Voss, sir, like in Dalton Voss.
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No. Not the Dalton Voss.
-
Are you saying that our hostage
belongs to Dalton Voss?
-
Yes, sir.
His one and only daughter.
-
- Holy shit!
- Yes, sir.
-
- How many cars in pursuit?
- Two, sir.
-
- Two? There oughta be 20!
Why are there only two?
- Uh, the funeral, sir.
-
- A third car is on its way.
- Three stinking little cars.
-
- Where's our chopper?
- We loaned it to that film company, sir.
-
- Well, why the hell did we do that?
- You approved it, sir.
-
We haven't needed to use the chopper
since that Marin County brush fire, sir.
-
This is a fine how-do-you-do.
Get that chopper back now!
-
Now, who's Natalie Voss?
-
Only Dalton Voss's daughter.
-
Dalton Voss
is the Donald Trump of California.
-
One of the richest men in America.
You guys really struck gold tonight, huh?
-
Well, I gotta do what I gotta do.
Get down to Mexico much?
-
- No. Why?
- 'Cause that's where we're headed.
-
I wasn't planning on company, but...
-
Oh, my God! Mexico?
-
Oh, God, just stop the car and let me go!
Just let me out!
-
You are really starting
to get on my nerves.
-
I'm in a bit of a bind here, so put on
your seat belt. We're getting on the freeway.
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[Horn Honking]
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Shit! This is bad!
This is really bad!
-
Oh, I can't say the "S" word
on TV, can I?
-
- It's cool. We'll bleep it.
- All right, yeah.
-
Why is this so "bad"?
-
Taking the chase on the freeway heightens
the stakes. It complicates things greatly.
-
This guy's really pissing me off!
-
Shit.
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[Man] And if you're traveling
along the 5 into L. A...
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[Man] And if you're traveling
along the 5 into L. A...
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there's a slight bottleneck
along theJohn Wayne northbound.
-
Yeah, it seems an overturned gravel truck
on the shoulder is causing some slowing.
-
Other than that,
it's a pretty good commute into the n...
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Whoa! Wait a second!
Wait a second!
-
I think we got a situation developing
on the southbound lane.
-
Yes, it appears we're
picking up a high-speed pursuit.
-
Bill and Wendy,
do you see this in the studio?
-
Yes, Byron, we surely do.
-
It does appear as though we're watching
a high-speed chase unfold live.
-
Bill, I'm gonna follow this late-breaking
story, see if we can get a little bit closer.
-
Uh, Andy, uh, take it down a little bit
and see if you can stay with the red car.
-
Three Newport Beach police cars
are taking every precaution...
-
so as not to cause
any kind of traffic accident.
-
They seem to be following at a safe distance
behind what appears to be...
-
a late-model BMW.
-
Oh, yeah.
They're after this guy, all right.
-
[Chuckles]
He must've done something.
-
Whoa! Ho!
Did you see that?
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[Officer] Oh, n...
Watch out. Watch out.
-
Holy mackerel!
-
That medical school truck is spilling out
cadavers all along the freeway!
-
That's repugnant!
-
Gross!
-
Aaah! Get it off!
-
Jeez!
-
- [Grunting]
- Get it off!
-
Eeeww!
-
Now, that's disgusting.
-
[Bill] I'll say.
Stay with him, Byron.
-
We're going to try to get
some more information...
-
from the Newport Beach
Police Department...
-
on this fast-breaking, exclusive
Channel 8 high-speed chase in progress.
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Oh, no! God!
Oh, my God!
-
Jesus! What are you trying to do,
give me a heart attack?
-
Rule number one
is no loud screaming.
-
I thought rule number one was
no burning the guy with the gun.
-
You might just be a little too feisty
for your own good.
-
Christ. Okay, rule number two is
no loud screaming.
-
Stop waving that thing in my face.
-
Am I holding the gun in your face?
I don't think so.
-
You know, I can be a pretty likable guy
when I'm not pointing a gun at somebody.
-
I know you don't believe me,
but it's true. You gotta trust me.
-
[Helicopter Hovering]
-
Aw, shit! Why do things
always go so wrong for me?
-
- Maybe you bring it on yourself.
- Maybe you don't know
what you're talking about!
-
- Maybe I do.
- Maybe you're a brat.
-
Maybe I am.
Please just stop and let me out.
-
- I promise I won't let them shoot you.
- Oh, you won't. That's nice.
-
I appreciate that,
but I can't do that. Not yet.
-
So, seeing that we're gonna be traveling
companions for a while...
-
I thought we should
get better acquainted.
-
My name is Jack.
And you are?
-
- You can't do this.
- Do what?
-
This! You c...
-
You can't just kidnap somebody
and threaten to kill them...
-
and then expect them
to be cute and nice.
-
- Why not?
- You just can't. Okay? It doesn't work that way.
-
You are a terrorist.
Why should I be nice back to you?
-
All right, first of all,
I am not a terrorist.
-
Terrorists have ratty beards
and blow up airports.
-
Secondly, there are no rules
on how to kidnap people.
-
There's no rule that says
you can't be cordial and nice.
-
And quite frankly, for my first time out,
I think I'm doing a hell of a job.
-
- Now tell me your name!
- Only if you get rid of the gun. It scares me.
-
Oh, right. I'll do that, you'll do
something stupid, I'll crash the car.
-
- I don't think so.
- I'm not gonna do anything stupid.
-
I just... l... I hate guns.
-
There? Are you satisfied?
-
- I'm only doing that to ease your mind.
- Thank you.
-
Now, as I said before, my name is Jack.
And you are?
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Natalie. Natalie Voss.
-
Natalie Voss.
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[Chuckles] That's nice.
-
What, are you related
to Dalton Voss or something?
-
- He's my father.
- Yeah, right. Get out.
-
l-lt was a joke. I was joking.
-
I wasn't.
-
This is insane. You're Dalton Voss's daughter?
The Dalton Voss?
-
Do you have any idea
how goddamn rich that man is?
-
Yes, thank you very much.
-
He is my father,
as if you didn't know.
-
[Chuckles]
-
As if I didn't know.
-
- What?
- I just... This just...
-
This just sucks! It sucks!
-
Because now they're gonna think I kidnapped
you because you're Dalton Voss's daughter.
-
Why me?
Why me?
-
I go in for some cigarettes
and a tank of gas...
-
and I wind up kidnapping
the daughter of Dalton Voss.
-
- What are the odds?
- I would say pretty good.
-
- You were probably stalking me.
- Don't flatter yourself, kid.
-
- I was just passing through town.
- A likely story.
-
Jesus, you are a brat.
-
This just in from the Newport Beach Police.
-
The owner of the BMW
has been identified...
-
as Miss Natalie Voss, daughter of
millionaire industrialist Dalton Voss.
-
Police speculate the gunman
followed Miss Voss...
-
with the intent
of kidnapping her for ransom.
-
[Byron] Well, it certainly is obvious, Wendy,
that this kidnapping was no happenstance.
-
As you can see, police are taking
a more aggressive position...
-
tailing very close behind the BMW.
-
- [Door Lock Buzzes]
- Shit.
-
[Stammering]
-
[Exhales] Mr. Voss. Mrs. Voss.
-
I want you to know, as far as we can
ascertain your daughter is perfectly safe.
-
"Perfectly safe"?
-
She's being held hostage in the middle
of a goddamn high-speed chase!
-
How can you say
she's perfectly safe?
-
If she were perfectly safe, she'd be at home,
locked up, where she belongs!
-
Unharmed, sir, is what I meant.
Uh, perfectly unharmed.
-
Our officers are in diligent pursuit.
-
Oh, poor little Nattie
in her brand-new car.
-
You look here, Boyle.
Stop trying to give me this bullshit!
-
It was your incompetent officers that
allowed all this to happen in the first place!
-
I want my daughter
out of this jeopardy now!
-
I can assure you, Mr. Voss, my main concern
is your daughter's safety.
-
C.H.P. has been notified and will be
providing assistance from...
-
Just do your goddamn job
the right way for a change. All right?
-
Okay, okay, be cool, Jack. Don't panic.
Don't panic. Think, think, think, think.
-
Breathe. Things are
way out of control!
-
You did not actually kidnap anyone.
-
Oh, well, in case you've forgotten,
you kidnapped me!
-
I mean, I didn't intend
to kidnap anyone.
-
Pardon me,
but is there a difference?
-
Well, of course
there's a difference, you moron!
-
Intent means you planned something.
I didn't plan anything!
-
Oh, so somebody held a gun to your head
and made you hold a gun to my head!
-
In a way, yes.
-
God, it's filthy in here.
-
What's that stink?
-
Step right over here, please.
-
Give it to me quick, Patterson.
-
We got a beautiful shot, full on.
-
Right... now.
-
- [Computer Beeps]
- Let's see if I can get closer.
-
[Mrs. Voss]
Look at his eyes.
-
- Chilling.
- [Mutters] Yeah.
-
So, who in the hell is he?
-
- [Beep]
- [Printer Printing]
-
Uh, name:
Hammond, Jackson Davis. Age: 28.
-
"Escaped guards while being transferred from
San Francisco CountyJail to San Quentin...
-
after being sentenced
for a 1991 armed bank robbery.' '
-
Hammond? Let me see that.
-
We were notified yesterday
he might be headed for Mexico.
-
You were notified yesterday and you did
nothing? What kind of place is this?
-
Mr. Voss, I stress, we were alerted he...
he might be headed this way.
-
He could have been headed
for Vegas or Utah just as easily.
-
- We're cops, not mind readers.
- Maybe you're not, but I am.
-
And I can see quite clearly you're gonna be
looking for a new goddamn job...
-
if one hair on my daughter's head
is harmed!
-
Do you hear me?
One hair!
-
- Get this out in the field.
- Take his picture off that monitor!
I don't wanna see it!
-
Attention, all units
in pursuit of red BMW.
-
Attention, all units
in pursuit of red BMW.
-
Kidnapper identified as
Jackson Davis Hammond, age 28.
-
Escaped prisoner
convicted of armed bank robbery.
-
Shit! Goddamn bastard!
-
He's desperate.
This is really bad.
-
Things could get really messy now.
-
An escaped con!
This is great!
-
Real-life human drama
at its nitty-gritty best.
-
We've been keeping a lookout,
but you never know where a creep
like this is gonna pop up next.
-
We're going in close
on the driver's side!
-
- [Shotgun Cocks]
- This guy's a lunatic!
-
We'll flank him on the passenger side,
squeeze him in.
-
[Jack]
Shit!
-
- What? What?
- This has just gotten way too hairy.
-
- What do you mean, "hairy"?
- I mean hairy!
-
- [Officer] This is too good.
- [Natalie Screams]
-
- [Gunshot]
- [Producer] Whoa!
-
- Holy Christ!
- [Producer] Get that! Get that!
-
Oh, my God!
Did you see that?
-
Those vehicles tumbled across
the freeway like Matchbox cars!
-
[Bill]
This is truly dramatic footage!
-
Byron, was that a gunshot we saw
come out of the driver's side window?
-
[Byron] Yes!
Yes, that's affirmative, Wendy!
-
It appears the assailant shot out the tires
on the cop car, causing the catastrophe.
-
This guy must be a sharpshooter to have
such impeccable aim at such high speeds.
-
Possibly an ex-marine.
-
Holy shit.
-
Did you see him flip over?
I didn't mean to do that.
-
Well, what do you think is gonna happen when
you shoot a tire out at 80 miles an hour?
-
I-I don't know. It just went off.
I didn't mean to shoot him.
-
What were you gonna do,
squirt water at him?
-
Shut up for a minute
and let me think!
-
Your voice is cutting
through my brain like nails.
-
What's that supposed to mean?
-
What, I have a shrilly voice?
-
Excuse me for not being
the perfect hostage.
-
I said shut up!
-
This whole thing
has gotten way too violent.
-
l... I h... I hate violence.
-
You hate violence?
-
You are the epitome of violence!
-
You're a gun-wielding, cop-shooting,
maniac kidnapper. Now, that's violent.
-
- No, I am not!
- [Screams]
-
Don't tell me what I am when you
don't know a damn thing about me!
-
There is a difference in being violent
and being driven to violence!
-
I am not a violent man.
-
God!
-
[Exhales]
-
- Well, then what are you?
- I'll make it simple for you. All right?
-
I was convicted of a crime
I did not commit.
-
The system does not believe me.
Why should I expect you to?
-
That's who I am.
-
- You're right. I don't believe you.
- Well, there you go.
-
What kind of a crime?
-
- [Phone Ringing]
- What is that? What's that noise?
-
The phone.
-
Not a word out of you.
-
- What the hell?
- Press the "send" button.
-
- [Rings, Beeps]
- Hello.
-
Jackson Hammond?
Chief Boyle, Newport Beach.
-
Son, why don't you pull over
to the side and let the girl go.
-
What do you say
we end this fiasco right now?
-
I promise to help you any way I can.
-
Nothing doing, Chief.
-
I don't give a damn
about your hollow promises.
-
- I've listened to empty hype for two years.
- For God's sake, Hammond!
-
Aren't you in enough trouble?
What's this gonna prove?
-
There's no escape.
Just let the girl go before she gets hurt.
-
The girl is not gonna get hurt...
-
if you tell your officers
to get off my back.
-
- I can't do that.
- Get out of my way! Let me talk!
-
- Jackson Hammond, this is Dalton Voss.
- Daddy, help me! Do something!
-
If you harm my daughter, I'll kill you myself,
you stinking son of a bitch!
-
- You hear me?
- Tell him you're fine. Do it.
-
[Voss]
Natalie?
-
I'm fine.
-
[Jack]
There. You hear that? She's fine.
-
Well, Dalton Voss.
This is truly an honor.
-
Okay, Hammond, cut the crap.
-
- How much do you want?
- How much what do I want?
-
Money, you asshole.
-
I don't want to pander to you.
Just tell me how much you want, and it's yours.
-
That's very kind, Mr. Voss, but I'm really
not interested in your goddamn money.
-
Of course he's interested in your money.
What else could he want?
-
Don't make me lose
my patience, Hammond.
-
Fifty thousand dollars.
-
Fifty thousand dollars?
That's all your daughter's worth to you?
-
You're a billionaire!
That's pathetic!
-
All right, fine.
A hundred thousand dollars, then?
-
What the hell do you want?
-
An airplane? What?
-
I don't want your money.
I don't want your planes.
-
- Come on! I didn'tjust
fall off a turnip truck.
- Must've been a yam wagon.
-
Your pop's got a good sense of humor.
-
Let me talk to my daughter.
-
- Nattie, honey?
- I'm here.
-
Your father and I will get you out of this,
no matter what it costs.
-
Understand? Be brave, darling.
-
That man isn't trying
anything... funny, is he?
-
No, Yvonne. He isn't
trying anything "funny."
-
Natalie, your mother and l...
-
- Stepmother!
- Natalie, don't start.
-
Well, she isn't my mother, is she?
-
Can we not go through this now? I'm being
held hostage in a speeding car. Remember?
-
Don't smart-mouth me.
You have put me in a very touchy situation.
-
I'm supposed to be on a plane for Paris,
for Christ's sake!
-
- Sorry, Daddy.
- I swear, I don't know what's gotten into you.
-
It's been one headache after another.
-
What is your problem? I've tried to
give you everything you want.
-
She takes you for granted, Dalton.
She's spoiled.
-
Hey, hey, hey!
What's the matter with you people?
-
Your daughter is going through a crisis right
now and does not need to be berated like this!
-
- You listen to me, Hammond...
- No! You listen to me, Dalt!
-
Who talks to their daughter that way?
-
You oughta be ashamed of yourself.
-
She's obviously fallen into
an unfortunate situation here...
-
and could usejust
a little bit of compassion!
-
- You think about it, asshole.
- [Beep]
-
[Sighs]
No offense, but what a dickhead.
-
Tell me about it.
-
Hammond? Hammond?
-
Goddamn it!
-
[Byron] As we continue our
exclusive Channel 8 coverage,
looks like help is on the way.
-
Three C.H.P. cars
and two C.H.P. cycles...
-
have just joined the Newport Beach Police
in pursuit of the BMW.
-
So far this guy has managed to evade...
-
the police's every attempt
to put an end...
-
to this heinous,
runaway-train scenario.
-
It never ceases to amaze me how many
people try and run from the cops.
-
I mean, what are they thinking?
-
Ehh! Hello?
I'm gonna outrun a policeman!
-
What's going on in their tiny minds?
Do they really think they're gonna get away?
-
Like take this Hammond guy.
We're gonna nail him!
-
[Announcer]
This is a special edition
of Channel 8 News at 6:00.
-
[Echoing]
Tonight, Terror on the Freeway!
-
śś [Dramatic]
-
Good evening.
I'm Bill Cromwell.
-
If you've just joined us,
tonight there's terror on the freeway.
-
As we follow live with exclusive coverage
from Skycopter 8...
-
a high-speed chase is now in progress.
-
Channel 8 News has learned
that Newport Beach millionaire
Dalton Voss's daughter...
-
Natalie Voss...
-
is being held hostage by this man,
Jackson Davis Hammond.
-
- Wendy?
- Jack?
-
[Wendy] Jackson Hammond, also known
as the red-nosed robber...
-
was scheduled to begin serving
a 25-year prison sentence...
-
for an armed bank robbery in 1991...
-
before he escaped just 24 hours ago.
-
- Oh, Jack.
- Sounds pretty serious, Bill.
-
How right you are, Wendy.
-
Police are mum on Hammond's
specific ransom demands...
-
obviously trying to
negotiate a safe end...
-
to this horrific saga for Miss Voss.
-
Jack, you idiot.
-
Look at all those cops.
-
Nobody has ever talked that way
to my father before.
-
That's because everybody wants
something from him, including you.
-
- Me? I don't want anything from my father.
- Sure, you do.
-
- Like what?
- Like love, for instance. Respect.
-
To be treated
like a human being, like a woman.
-
Not like some baby girl, which is
obviously how he still sees you.
-
- Am I right?
- Maybe.
-
I think I'm right.
-
There's a big responsibility
to being Dalton Voss's daughter.
-
I never asked to be born
to Dalton Voss.
-
I just want to be like everybody else.
-
- That's not a hundred percent true.
- Yes, it is.
-
You mean, you'd rather be driving around
in a primered, used Chevy Nova...
-
than this brand-new BMW?
-
- Get real.
- It really wouldn't matter to me.
-
- Whatever.
- It's true.
-
Once you've had money all of your life,
it's not that big of a deal anymore.
-
Hey, honey, when you don't have money
all your life, it's a very big deal.
-
You guys ever been
on a chase this long before?
-
Are you kidding?
We go on chases all the time.
-
- Never this long though.
- Not this long, exactly.
-
But yeah, we go on a lot of chases.
-
Do you ever get scared?
-
- This... This is off the record, right?
- Of course.
-
Scared shitless.
-
- We're no wimps though.
- No, I'm not saying we're wimps.
-
It's just that...
-
We're just people, like everybody else.
-
Well, obviously we're people.
Standard issue street soldiers.
-
Standard issue street soldiers.
-
- That's a great tag line.
- Thanks. Came up with that myself.
-
So why do you hate your stepmom?
-
What makes you think I do?
-
- Just a hunch.
- She's a twit.
-
She obviously married my father for
his money, but he's too stupid to notice.
-
She tries to control everything
and everybody, but she can't control me.
-
Sounds like chaos.
-
I should have gone away to college.
Then I wouldn't have to listen to their bitching.
-
What about your real mom?
-
She lives in L.A.
-
Don't tell me.
You don't like her either, right?
-
No, I do. It's just that...
-
She'd rather be my best friend than my mom.
-
[Sighs] God, I get so frustrated,
I just wanna do something.
-
- Like what?
- I don't know. Something!
-
Something other than what
I'm supposed to do.
-
[Helicopter Blades Whirring]
-
[Byron] If you look now, you'll see
how people are just opening up...
-
allowing this car to pass freely.
-
It's amazing that this far
the police haven't been able to stop him.
-
- [Door Lock Buzzes]
- Oh, wonderful. Here comes the circus.
-
What is she doing here?
-
I happen to be
the girl's mother, thank you.
-
- How's my baby?
- She seems just fine, Mrs. Voss.
-
- We're doing everything we can.
- Ha. That's a laugh.
-
What's the matter, Dalton? Haven't you
been able to buy things right this time?
-
Dalton, don't listen to that.
-
- The truth hurts, doesn't it?
- Frances, I am not in the mood.
-
Dalton, you were never in the mood.
-
- I never!
- I never did either, married to him.
-
Folks, come on now. I know this tension
is unsettling, but please.
-
This bickering amongst yourselves
doesn't get us anything.
-
- Hodges, get the Vosses and Mr., uh...
- MacEnernie.
-
- MacEnernie some coffee.
- Yes, sir.
-
Chief, there's a Mr. AriJosephson
on the phone.
-
- He's Hammond's attorney from San Francisco.
- Why didn't you come get me?
-
This is Chief Boyle.
Talk to me.
-
Chief, this is AriJosephson.
I'm Jackson Hammond's attorney.
-
I just now found out about the predicament
my client got into down there.
-
I think I can help. If I could just talk to him,
I think I can get him to listen to reason.
-
- He listens to me.
- Do what you gotta do.
-
Only get him to let that girl out of the car
or Voss'll have all our heads!
-
Chief, I know Jackson Hammond.
The girl is gonna be just fine.
-
This is Corey Steinhoff standing on
the shoulder of the southbound lane...
-
of the 5 freeway
just past the Landview exit.
-
Behind me, traffic appears
to be flowing normally.
-
However, in the next few seconds
Channel 17 Hard-core News will bring you...
-
the first live, on-the-ground shots of
the hair-raising chase thatJackson Hammond...
-
- [Sirens Wailing]
- Here they come. Here they come!
-
Uh, Byron, can you get us
closer to that BMW?
-
We want to get a glimpse
into one of those windows...
-
and maybe we can see
if Miss Voss is tied up...
-
or... or otherwise
restrained in any way.
-
Well, as you can see,
from the angle that I'm at...
-
it's, uh... it's pretty hard
to get a look into the window.
-
I mean, this baby is moving fast!
-
- [Man] And Natalie Voss...
- Hey, hey. You're on the radio.
-
Are halfway to Tijuana right now
in her hijacked BMW.
-
Dalton Voss, you will remember,
was recently the subject of public outcry...
-
when he decided to tear down 14 blocks
oflow-income housing in East L. A...
-
to build a mid-city commuter airport.
-
śś [Man Singing]
-
śś [Both Singing]
-
- śś [Ends]
- [Phone Ringing]
-
I always liked the cowboy the best.
-
- [Rings]
- Domino's Pizza!
-
- Jack, it's me, Ari.
- It's my lawyer.
-
- Jack?
- Ari, I told you never to call me here.
-
Jack, this is wrong.
This is very, very wrong.
-
I mean, I know you're disappointed.
-
Disappointed? How about destroyed, Ari?
How about devastated?
-
- Jack, this is not the way to beat the system.
- Screw the system.
-
No, not screw the system.
-
Massage the system,
play the system, work the system...
-
but don't screw the system because
the system's gonna screw you more.
-
I massaged the system. Didn't I? Huh?
Didn't I do everything right?
-
Yeah, you did.
-
Yeah, damn straight I did.
Where did it get me? San Quentin.
-
- You can't give up now.
- What do you want me to do?
-
Sit around and rot for the next 25 years
while you come up with a better idea?
-
Wait a minute, Ari. Now I'm a kidnapper.
I'm probably looking at life.
-
Ah, forget it, pal.
This just ain't my year.
-
Look, Jack, why don't you
just let the girl out?
-
Nobody's gonna hurt you
if you just give yourself up.
-
You'll come back, we'll talk,
we'll figure something else out.
-
Maybe we can get
the public behind you.
-
Public outcry against injustice
is a very powerful tool.
-
Oh, yeah, the public's
gonna love my ass.
-
The red-nosed robber kidnaps
the richest girl in the country.
Probably get my own sitcom.
-
- Don't underestimate the public.
- I ain't stoppin'.
-
I'm takin' this one all the way to Mexico.
I'm going Latin, chief.
-
Jack, Mexico isn't the answer.
-
You're innocent. We'll get a retrial,
get that blood test admissible.
-
You'll eventually get out.
So stop, give yourself up before it's too late.
-
Ari, in case I don't get
another chance to say this...
-
I just wanted to say
thanks for everything.
-
You're really the only
honest man I know.
-
You did something nobody else ever did, Ari.
You believed in me.
-
- I really appreciate that.
- Jack, quit talking crazy.
-
You're talking like it's over. Listen,
I still believe in you. I'm still working hard.
-
We can beat this thing together.
I can get you out.
-
I'm already out, Ari.
I'm already out.
-
[Beeps]
-
I don't want my kids to be cops.
-
No, I'm out here every day risking my life
so they can have it better than me.
-
I got a kid who wants to be an astronaut.
I'd like to keep it that way.
-
Besides, being a cop
messes with your head.
-
How so?
-
I mean, every day, day in, day out,
you dealin' with the scum of the Earth.
-
The only people you come in contact
with are dope pushers...
-
and pimps and killers
and child molesters.
-
Pretty soon you start thinking
that everybody's rotten.
-
[Phone Rings]
-
[Phone Rings]
-
- Ari, I told you that...
- Jack Hammond. Jerry Kunkle,
Channel 9 Hard-core News Live.
-
While I have you on this
Channel 9 exclusive interview...
-
let me ask you a question
I know is on the minds of all our viewers.
-
Just what do you intend to do
when that car runs out of gas?
-
That's the question on the minds
of all your viewers?
-
Whether I'll run out of gas or not?
-
Tell you what, Jer.
You let your viewers know...
-
that I hope Miss Voss's fear
and my desperation...
-
are entertainment enough for them.
-
After all, that's what
this is all about, right?
-
What makes for good television?
-
The story as it breaks, live, coming to you
from the bad guy himself?
-
I mean, we wouldn't want your viewers
to change the fucking channel, would we?
-
[Exhales]
-
What the hell's this world coming to?
-
- Nice.
- I'm sorry.
-
I'll buy you a new one.
-
[Man On Radio] Subject has just passed
Flowerbowl. I'm about 30 yards back.
-
- [Man #2] Stay with him.
I'm coming on your right.
- I can't see him. Where is he?
-
- He's in front of the Pier One truck!
- All right.
-
We just passed the Flowerbowl.
They'll be coming up soon.
-
So just slow down a little, Dale.
-
I'm pumped, man.
Pumped! Stupid cops.
-
- Stupid!
- Couldn't stop a snail on a salt bed.
-
- You see him yet?
- No, not yet.
-
- When you see him, tell me quick!
- I will!
-
- Now...
- Yeah?
-
When I give the order, you ram him hard
into the guard rail, Dale.
-
- That'll stop him.
- I'm a road warrior!
-
- I know you are, Dale.
- I am.
-
Time to stop those yuppie punks, Dale!
-
- Dude, are we gonna be on TV?
- You know we are, dude.
-
- That's hot.
- You know we are.
-
Did either of you ever actually kill anybody?
-
Not yet.
-
I did.
-
How did it feel?
-
It didn't feel like
I thought it would.
-
It felt shitty.
-
It felt wrong.
-
But what can you do?
-
Partner, there's nothing
you could do.
-
That's what I keep telling myself.
-
Of course I'd do it again if I had to.
I mean, it's my job.
-
- [Tape Rewinding]
- [Beeping]
-
- Hold that thought. I gotta change tapes.
- This is great stuff, guys.
-
I mean, really, really, really good stuff.
Real true-to-life.
-
- I love it.
- Thanks. Thanks a lot.
-
[Man] All right, come on down!
Set it right here!
-
That's good!
-
[Man]
Move, move, move!
-
I want you over there.
-
Hey! Watch it.
-
We're up.
-
Bill, Wendy, Tom Capone standing here at
the border between California and Tijuana.
-
As you can see behind me...
-
the San Diego P.D. and the C.H.P.
are working feverishly...
-
to create an impenetrable
wall of force...
-
here at the gateway into Mexico...
-
in hopes of stopping this heinous chase
from crossing the border.
-
Is such a radical measure safe
for the captive Miss Voss?
-
The San Diego P.D. says yes,
the critics say no...
-
but only time will tell.
-
[Officer]
Hello, San Diego.
-
[Man On Radio]
Afternoon, Newport.
-
What are you doing?
-
- I was going to offer you a piece of gum.
- Oh.
-
- What'd you think was in there,
a knife or something?
- You could have mace.
-
If I had mace, I would have used it by now.
You're not a smart criminal.
-
Thank you.
That's what I've been trying to tell you.
-
So are you gonna tell me
why you're on the run?
-
You wouldn't believe me.
I'm not so sure I believe me anymore.
-
- Try me.
- Promise you won't laugh.
-
Why would I laugh?
-
Okay, two years ago, I'm sittin' at home,
watchin' a ball game.
-
- Dodgers are losing.
- I hate the Dodgers.
-
- You wanna hear this or not?
- I'm sorry.
-
At the same time,
on the other side of the city...
-
there's some guy robbing a bank,
dressed like a clown.
-
- A clown?
- Yes, a clown.
-
It seems that some jerk
had knocked off several banks...
-
in a clown outfit.
-
The media, in all of their originality,
picked up on this...
-
and labeled him the red-nosed robber.
-
So I'm coming out of Osco's
a couple days later.
-
There's two cops waiting for me.
Bang, they haul me in.
-
- Why would they haul you in?
- Let me get to that.
-
I was stuck in Sonoma.
-
The only job I could wrangle was playin'
a clown at kids' birthday parties...
-
which wasn't such a bad gig.
-
Flexible hours,
a lot of free cake.
-
One of my neighbors, some old battle-ax,
sees the story on the news.
-
She calls the cops.
-
They get a search warrant,
crash down the door, find the costume.
-
- It's all over.
- Did you have to wear those big shoes?
-
I knew you'd make fun of me.
-
I'm sorry. I'm not.
I'm not. Go on.
-
So Ari keeps saying, " Don't worry.
They don't put innocent people in jail."
-
Well, he was obviously wrong
because they do.
-
- What are you looking at?
- I don't quite picture you as a clown.
-
- So you don't believe me.
- I didn't say that.
-
They're here!
That's them!
-
- Ram 'em!
- Time to be heroes!
-
- [Tires Screeching]
- [Screaming]
-
- Missed 'em!
- Hey! Look out!
-
- I missed 'em!
- Adjust, Dale!
-
- Jack!
- What the hell is that guy doing?
-
Okay! I got it! I got it!
-
Back the other way!
-
Whoa!
-
Oh, no!
-
[Horn Blasting]
-
Holy mother of God!
-
You've gotta be kidding me.
-
[Both Screaming]
-
Oh, my God!
Do something!
-
Bill, Wendy!
Are you seeing this in the studio?
-
Do something!
-
[Gasps] Oh, my God!
-
[Sirens Continue]
-
Astonishing and tragic imagery.
-
A green monster truck...
-
obviously an undercover
law enforcement vehicle...
-
made a valiant attempt
to sideswipe the BMW...
-
with disastrous results.
-
Almost ready, Mr. Josephson.
-
That was a pretty dangerous
and radical maneuver from the police...
-
especially with a hostage at risk
and that roadblock up ahead.
-
- Wouldn't you say, Byron?
- Radical? Yes.
-
But I imagine these cops
are getting awfully desperate.
-
- Three, two. You're on.
- Randy, thank you very much.
-
This is Paul Dandridge with Channel 3's live,
on-the-scene, exclusive interview...
-
with Jackson Hammond's
attorney, AriJosephson.
-
Mr. Josephson,
if Mr. Hammond is innocent...
-
why was he found guilty
beyond a reasonable doubt by a jury?
-
During the bank robbery,
the actual thief cut his hand...
-
on the teller's paper spindle.
-
A sample of that dried blood
was taken and tested...
-
and compared with a sample
of my client's blood.
-
Jack's blood is type "B" positive.
-
The red-nosed robber's blood is type "A."
-
But because the evidence was collected
improperly from the crime scene...
-
it was deemed inadmissible in court.
-
Thank you very much.
Let's go back to the studio.
-
Hey! Hey, look at that.
You're a folk hero already.
-
I don't care.
-
If you ask me, I think your lawyer's right...
you should keep on fighting.
-
Almost sounds like you believe me.
-
You don't strike me as the kind of guy
who gives up that easily.
-
What makes you think that?
-
- Ah, that.
- Yeah, that.
-
I'm 28 years old, Natalie.
I got a lot of good years ahead of me.
-
I'm not going to waste them away
in some prison.
-
- Yeah, but...
- Yeah, but what?
-
While you're out getting married
and taking vacations...
-
and having barbecues
in the backyard...
-
and getting all excited
about your kid's first tooth...
-
I'll be in a concrete cell
surrounded by murderers and rapists...
-
large hairy-backed men
who think I have a real cute ass.
-
I am sorry, but it's just not my style.
-
There's got to be
something you can do.
-
I mean, if the blood test proves it, why can't
you just stand up in court and scream it?
-
This is your life we're talking about.
-
They've got all these
little rules and precedents...
-
and procedures
and legal loopholes...
-
and all these fancy words
and books...
-
all this crap that's more important
than a human being.
-
- So that's it?
- Just about, yeah.
-
- When were you sentenced?
- Yesterday.
-
- So that's why you ran?
- Yep.
-
- And that's why you stole the car.
- Yep.
-
And that's why you freaked out
when you saw the cops and grabbed me?
-
You're catching on fast, kid.
-
I don't blame you.
-
I do not know why, but...
-
- I believe you, Jack.
- Thanks.
-
That means a lot to me.
-
And so to be able to almost bust
someone before they do the crime...
-
you have to be somewhat telepathic.
-
So that's why I see myself
as almost a prophet.
-
A street prophet, if you will.
-
I got to change microphones.
-
- What?
- I gotta fix the mike. It'll just take a second.
-
- I gotta get that...
- [Yelling]
-
Back off! Back off, will you!
That's dangerous!
-
Get-Get down,
you stupid little nothing!
-
- What is this?
- What?
-
I don't believe this.
-
This is Frank Smuntz, Channel 12
San Diego Evening News...
-
riding in the thick of
the police high-speed chase.
-
As you can see, Channel 12 is the first newscast
to get a close-up look...
-
into the face of this runaway horror.
-
If we're lucky, we're hoping
to get a visual conformation
on the condition of the hostage.
-
Miss Voss!
-
Miss Voss!
-
Can you give us a thumbs-up
if you're okay?
-
- Right here, pal.
- Can we show that on TV?
-
[Murmuring]
-
Uh, Frank? Frank?
-
Um, it appears we've lost our feed there
from Frank Smuntz...
-
riding right alongside
that speeding BMW.
-
- Lolly.
- Thanks, Steve.
-
I think before we continue we should take
a moment to apologize to our viewers...
-
for that obscene gesture you just saw coming
from the window of that speeding car.
-
[Chuckles] Yes. That's the risk we take
with live TV, isn't it, Lolly?
-
That's right. We'll be back
with more live coverage...
-
of Kidnapped At
100 Miles Per Hour...
-
after these messages.
-
Oh, I've had my share of boyfriends.
-
But they've all been losers.
You know... boring.
-
They'd have to be.
My father had to approve of them all.
-
Old Dalt can't be that bad.
He must have done something right.
-
- Why?
- Well, look how great you turned out to be.
-
Oh, me? Come on.
I'm a total basket case.
-
You don't even know the half of it.
-
No, no. My intuition
about people is very good.
-
I could tell right away
you had your act together.
-
Yeah? When did you decide that?
-
In the convenience store
when we shared that look. Remember?
-
Yeah.
-
Thought to myself
only if life were different...
-
maybe I could meet
a girl like that someday.
-
- Really?
- Swear to God.
-
Believe it or not, when I was
holding the gun to your back...
-
I couldn't help but notice
how lovely your hair smelled.
-
- You're crazy.
- That would be affirmative.
-
You know, you really hurt me
with that gun.
-
- You didn't have to jam it
into my back so hard.
- I'm sorry.
-
About the gun, uh...
-
- What?
- It makes a handy weapon in a pinch.
-
You kidnapped me with a candy bar?
-
Well, you have to admit
it was rather inventive.
-
Oh, God.
-
Don't be upset. If I'd had a real gun,
I would have used it.
-
It sure felt like a gun.
-
I thought for sure everybody
would hear the wrapper crinkle.
-
[Chuckles] Oh, God.
I can just see the headline now.
-
- Hey. Hey, candy thief.
- " Kidnapper Exposed When
Candy Gun Melts In Hand."
-
Hey! Hey! Come on.
-
Thanks. Thank you.
-
[Chuckles] If my father only knew you
kidnapped me with a candy bar.
-
Think of the embarrassment.
-
Oh, God, what a jerk.
-
Oh, God, what a jerk.
-
You know, he's probably thinking right now
about how he can use all this publicity...
-
'cause he wants to run
for governor of California.
-
Now listen, once
this whole fiasco is over...
-
I want you to get me and Natalie
on A.M. San Diego...
-
and all the national morning shows.
-
Call Ted Turner.
-
Tell him I'll give him an exclusive
first once this insane thing is wrapped up...
-
in exchange for some good publicity.
-
He owes me one.
Uh, you get to work. I'll call you back.
-
- Mr. Voss?
- What is it?
-
- Our chopper's back.
- Well, it's about time.
Get me to that barricade.
-
Thanks, Rocky. This is Paige Grunion
with Channel 17 Hard-core News.
-
I am coming to you live on
the shoulder of the 5 Freeway.
-
And standing here with me
are Will and Dale.
-
They are the drivers
of the green monster van.
-
- Tell me, gentlemen...
- Monster truck.
-
Monster truck. What possessed you to
take such radical and desperate measures...
-
to stop the BMWyourselves?
-
Oh! Dude! We are just doing our duty
as Americans. Right, Will?
-
That's right. And that's
not the first time we've had to
take matters into our own hands.
-
Mark my words,
they'll be pulling over soon.
-
We really scared them.
Didn't we? Didn't we?
-
- Did you see the look on their faces?
- Sure did.
-
- Whoa!
- And we'd be happy to tell
anyone about it. Anyone.
-
- Anytime!
- On-On Oprah. Or Geraldo.
-
- Or SallyJesse. Or any-any...
- Larry King. Larry King.
-
Yeah. Or any of those shows.
-
That's right. And you can usually find us
at Big Willy's Dirty Dogs. Most times.
-
My name is Will, and this is Dale.
-
And we've been through a lot ofheavy stuff
in that truck before.
-
- Monster madness, dude.
- Major monster madness.
-
- Gentlemen, please.
- What? But-But...
-
- We're not fooling around!
We're not fooling around!
- Get in the back.
-
Sometimes you got to take the bull by
the horns! We're American citizens!
-
And there you have it. Who says the great
American hero is a thing of the past?
-
- Back to you, Rocky...
- [Byron] I hope you can
see this, Bill and Wendy.
-
It's like a circus down there.
-
You know, Byron, it's easy for us
reporting this story...
-
to forget there's a very scared
little girl inside that car.
-
We can only imagine,
as this chase continues...
-
the horror young Natalie Voss
is experiencing right now.
-
Oh, shit.
-
- Just-Just hold still.
- It stings.
-
- Mm!
- I don't want it to get infected.
-
- I'm so sorry about this.
- As you should be.
-
- What are you doing?
- You're sweating.
-
I've never met anybody
quite like you, Jack.
-
I wish things were different.
-
I'm really a pretty likable guy
when I'm not a fugitive.
-
I wish things were different too.
-
Isn't it funny how people meet?
-
I mean, they can come from
two totally different worlds...
-
and never even know
each other exists.
-
And then one day they meet
and their lives are never the same.
-
- Are you married?
- No.
-
Do you have a girlfriend?
-
No, I don't have a girlfriend.
[Chuckles]
-
And it's true that...
-
you haven't been with a woman
in a couple of years?
-
It's true, yeah.
-
If all this doesn't work out,
you'll go back to prison, right?
-
Probably.
-
So it's conceivable that...
-
you'd never be with a woman
ever again, right?
-
Right.
-
What are you doing?
-
Falling in love with you.
-
Natalie, you can't...
We can't do this.
-
[Sighs]
I can't help it.
-
We may never have
this chance again.
-
Wait a second.
Wait a second.
-
- śś [Woman Singing]
- [Horn Honks]
-
- śś [Continues]
- Can't see the road.
-
There it is. There's the road.
-
[Horn Honking]
-
Ten more miles, do or die.
-
What the hell is he
swerving all over for?
-
śś [Continues]
-
śś [Ends]
-
[Sirens Blaring]
-
I just figured it all out.
-
It's just like you said.
I'm your insurance policy.
-
What are you talking about?
-
Well, as long as I'm your hostage,
they can't get to you.
-
You can demand a ransom
from my father...
-
we'll take the money, we'll escape to Mexico
just like you said.
-
Hey, hey, hey.
Hold on a minute here, Patty Hearst.
-
- What?
- On second thought, maybe
Mexico ain't such a hot idea.
-
We'll have to wait in line at the border
while they check the trunk for illegal fruit.
-
- I mean, come on.
- No, I'm completely serious.
They'll never be able to get us.
-
I'm your hostage. There's no way they could
possibly think we're in this together.
-
It's getting close.
It's getting real close.
-
[Man On P.A.
Subject vehicle, red BMW...
-
now approaching
with suspect and hostage.
-
- All officers take your positions.
- Move! Come on! Come on!
-
Prepare to engage suspect.
-
All emergency services
remain in position.
-
Fire, be ready with foam.
-
Paramedics, stand by.
-
- This could actually work.
- Yes, it's gonna work. It's gonna work.
-
- All right.
- I know this beautiful spot in Cabo San Lucas...
-
where the beaches are gorgeous.
-
God, this is so romantic.
-
Have you noticed that there's no other cars
on the road anymore?
-
Cars?
-
[Man On P.A. Attention! Subject vehicle
is 500 yards and approaching fast.
-
All personnel stand clear
of the barricade.
-
- [Gasps]
- Oh, my God.
-
- Strap in!
- Oh, shit!
-
Strap in! Hang on!
-
[Weapons Cocking]
-
[Groans] Maybe this whole thing
wasn't such a hot idea after all.
-
- [Sirens Blaring]
- This is it!
-
- [Byron] This is more
exciting than election night!
- Box 'em in! Box 'em in!
-
- Do something!
- Like what?
-
I don't know! Anything!
-
- What are you doing?
- Anything!
-
Holy shit!
-
This is unheard-of!
The surprise roadblock has backfired!
-
- Hammond's outsmarted the cops!
- Get in control out there! Stop that damn car!
-
Don't panic!
-
- The tension is unbearable!
- Shit!
- Yes, sir!
-
- Stay close to your sets!
- Oh! I'm gonna die! I'm gonna die!
-
You're not gonna die! Relax!
-
Keep shooting!
Think of my Emmy!
-
Take your stinking paws off me,
you damn dirty ape!
-
[Chuckles]
Monkeys.
-
Fix this damn thing.
-
[Sirens Blaring]
-
- [Laughing]
- Whoo!
-
Hammond seems to be...
Bill, Wendy, can you see this?
-
Hammond is leading the pursuit in
a giant game of ring-around-the-rosy.
-
Jack, you anti-hero, if you're
going to get away, get away now.
-
Bill, this is really ridiculous. It's pretty clear
now that this guy, Jack Hammond...
-
is just toying with the police.
-
I hope they put him away
for a long time.
-
- You are dead serious about going with me?
- Serious as a heart attack.
-
You are absolutely, positively,
100% sure about this?
-
I have never been more sure
about anything in my entire life.
-
- We'll be fugitives.
- Sounds exciting.
-
- You won't be Natalie Voss anymore.
- Who the hell is she anyway?
-
I don't know. I don't know. But you're
going to give up everything for me?
-
Don't flatter yourself.
I'm doing it for me too.
-
Of course you are.
-
[Producer] This is it!
-
Let go of the girl, Hammond!
-
[Engine Off]
-
What are you doing?
Let's keep going.
-
Look, Natalie,
if I had things my way...
-
you'd be the girl I'd run away
to paradise with.
-
But I'm gonna be your hostage.
-
Natalie, it's over.
-
I can't let you ruin your life
because of me.
-
- I think it's time for you to go home now.
- You can't mean that.
-
You know, until yesterday...
-
the worst thing I ever did in
my whole life was cheat on a biology exam.
-
And now I'm a car thief...
-
a kidnapper...
-
[Sighs]
cop-shooter, police-evader.
-
I can't do this to you.
-
I can't make you
part of this anymore.
-
I care about you too much.
-
Besides, I can't hold you
hostage anymore.
-
We ate the gun.
-
But you have the real gun.
-
Uh...
-
real guns make me nervous.
-
I do better with the candy ones.
-
Jack, you're innocent.
-
We can make this work.
-
You... You're really something.
You know that?
-
- Thank you.
- For what?
-
For believing in me.
-
Let the girl go now, Hammond!
-
[Sighs]
It's been a hell of a ride, huh, kid?
-
What say you, uh...
-
step out of the car
and walk away from me?
-
- I'll be fine.
- You come with me.
-
You first.
I'm right behind you.
-
Miss Voss!
Miss Voss! Okay, stay down.
-
Oh, you're a lucky girl.
You're a lucky girl.
-
Just get behind the door there.
Just get right behind the door there.
-
We will take care of him.
Don't worry.
-
Boy, I hope he tries something now.
-
Come on, Hammond.
Just give me one reason.
-
Way to go, Jack.
Way to go.
-
Come on, Hammond!
You're in a no-win situation!
-
Put your hands out of the car
where I can see them!
-
śś [Singing]
-
śś [Continues]
-
śś [Ends]
-
- Stand up, Hammond! Stand up!
- Get up! Turn around, turn around!
-
Turn around! Hands on your head!
On your head!
-
You know the drill.
-
- You got him? You got him.
- We got you now, my friend.
Take it nice and easy now.
-
- Eyes forward.
- Nice and easy. That hand down!
-
- Nice and easy.
- They're on him!
-
[Officer]
Damn! I'd love to kill you!
-
- What the...
- You got it?
-
- Cigarettes.
- Ha!
-
I wish you'd run.
-
[Officer] I'd love to kill you.
I would love to kill you.
-
But you can't run,
'cause you're busted!
-
- [Helicopter Approaching]
- Eyes forward!
-
- [Helicopter Approaching]
- Eyes forward!
-
I don't like you.
-
[Officer] Keep your gun on him!
Keep your gun on him!
-
Ain't nothing gonna
help you, Hammond.
-
[Chattering]
-
I'm sorry about all this, Mr. Voss.
-
Your daughter is a fine young lady.
-
This is the money shot, Ned.
The father-daughter reunion.
-
- Beautiful.
- He didn't hurt me. He's innocent.
-
- He's innocent!
- Later.
-
That really was funny. That was really funny
how that guy smacked you.
-
Give him his rights.
-
Now that we're spending
all this quality time together...
-
let me tell you about your rights.
-
You have the right to remain silent.
-
Anything you say can and will be
used against you in a court oflaw.
-
If you do not have an attorney,
one will be assigned to you.
-
Do you understand all the rights
I have read to you right now?
-
- Yes.
- Good boy. Now shut up!
-
- How's it look? How's it look?
- It's beautiful.
-
Know what happens to pretty boys like you
when they go to prison after the lights go out?
-
"Oh, girlfriend! Oh, girlfriend!"
[Laughing]
-
- [Gunshots]
- [Man] Shots fired!
-
- Uncuff him now!
- What? What the hell?
-
What in God's name?
Have you lost your mind, young lady?
-
I said uncuff
Jack Hammond now!
-
Come on, Miss Voss. Put the gun down.
You don't know what you're doing.
-
This guy's brainwashed you.
Now come on.
-
- Ned, get a shot of this!
- Natalie, stop embarrassing me.
-
Do it, or I'll blow his brains out
all over live TV.
-
Miss Voss, don't do it.
You're confused. He's confused you.
-
- It's very confusing.
- Don't move!
-
I said, don't move!
-
I mean business.
-
Goddamn it! Would you think about what
you're doing! This guy's a scumbag!
-
He doesn't want you! He's only using you!
Come on! Put the gun down!
-
Back away from Jack now!
-
- You've gone completely crazy. You know that?
- Thanks for noticing.
-
How do you plan to get us
out of this one?
-
Watch me and weep.
-
It takes all kinds, Dalt.
-
Okay, Bill, Wendy,
I hope you're getting this.
-
They are walking directly
towards the helicopter...
-
and they're staring at me
like a couple of crazed dogs.
-
I'm gonna try to get a word
from them if I can.
-
This is unbelievable,
ladies and gentlemen. This...
-
- Oh, my...
- Get out of there.
- Let's go, pal. Let's go.
-
- I'm being asked...
- Come on! Go! Go!
-
I'm being removed from my own helicopter,
ladies and gentlemen.
-
[Jack] The first margarita's on me.
-
śś [Man Singing]
-
Not so fast.
-
Did you get it?
Did you? Yes!
-
I want big!
I want cinematic!
-
I want...
I want Pennebaker!
-
- Get this. Get the copter.
- śś [Continues]
-
śś [Ends]
-
śś [Ends]
-
śś [Man Singing]
-
śś [Continues]
-
śś [Ends]
-
śś [Man Singing]
-
śś [Continues]
-
śś [Ends]
-
śś [Man Singing]
-
śś [Continues]
-
śś [Ends]
-
You smell that?
-
Do you smell that?
-
Nothing else in the world
smells like that, son.
-
I love the smell of napalm
in the morning.
-
You know one day
we had a hill bombed.
-
When I walked out, we didn't find
one of them. Not one stinking dink body.
-
But that smell.
That gasoline smell. The whole hill.
-
It smelled like... victory.
-
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