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You want me to drive you to a bank?
- My little girl. - Now's our chance.
This is my daughter. Her name's Meg.
I told you I don't want them to get my little girl! We can make it!
This is my robbery! Now, I don't know what you're trying to pull,
- Smoked oysters. - Oh.
No... no, Lucas didn't pull the hold up.
Meg, you have to eat, you hear me?
- He never-the-less... - Thank you very, very much.
Hello.
I said no!
Good!
- Dr. Horvath's not here? - No.
Don't move!
- I just want to introduce you to my daughter. - No!
I can't imagine we'll be seeing each other again.
Car 8 to all patrols. We spotted Lucas. He's in a beer truck.
Attack, God damn it!
They'll put her in an institution. They'll kill her.
Get them up, or I'll shoot!
No, it worked.
Max! Leave that man alone now! There you go.
A breakdown. Would you hire him?
I'd like you to hear him personally.
Shit! A road block.
Look him over? But I don't know how any more, George.
He says he took Lucas hostage.
- Canvas. Cover the car. - Okay.
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You're an asshole?
I'll come visit.
Let's just hope we don't get arrested. I really don't want to go to jail in this dress.
You know, if I drop this thing, it's going to go off
Move it! Move it! Get moving!
You'll be fine, you just lay there. Dr. Horvath will take care of you.
- Three! - Asshole! He's going to do it!
Give her to me. You'll drop her.
Stick your head out the window.
If we hit a roadblock, don't panic. Let me handle it.
Beat it, before I change my mind.
Mmm. This is pretty good.
If she keeps this up much longer, we're going to have to feed her intravenously.
I hate when she calls me mommy.
Honey, don't be afraid of him. He won't bite you.
- God, what a sight. - No... it'll be fine.
Lately, he does telephone sales. Magazines.
I don't want a kid in here pestering me. I want to be left alone.
Go on, get out of here.
Okay, that's enough, enough, enough! Just zip it up and throw it here!
No, don't!
Put down the gun, Mr. Perry, only makes things worse.
- Where's your god damed car? - Over there.
- He must have gotten scared or something because he yells: "The grenade!". - Why?
It must be that way.
Here!
I'm gonna miss you.
He's not far from here. Come on. Move over. Hurry.