Baby Driver

(LOWER GUITAR CHORD PLAYS OVER RISING STRINGS)

(BELLBOTTOMS BY THE JON SPENCER BLUES EXPLOSION PLAYS)

(MUFFLED) Put your hands in the air!

Get on the ground now! I need you on the ground!

Stay there!

Don't you move!

Get down! Don't fucking move!

Let's go!

Let's go, let's go, let's go!

Nobody move!

Nobody move!

Everybody, stay down!

Thank you very much,

ladies and gentlemen. Right now, I got to tell you about...

...the fabulous,

most groovy...

BELLBOTTOMS!

Oh!

Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa! Whoa!

(OVER RADIO) Driving a red Subaru WRX.

(TIRES SCREECH IN THE DISTANCE)

(INTRO TO HARLEM SHUFFLE PLAYING)

(IN DISTANCE) No, no, no.

I'm here. You're late. I'm waiting on you again.

Hurry up.

Asshole!

Hey! Taxi!

Yeah. You go, girl.

You know it, honey.

Hey! Jerk.

Next customer. Next customer.

Oh, uh...

Can I take your order?

Uh...

Yeah, yeah, yeah.

I'll have, uh, four black coffees, medium.

Name? Baby.

"Baby"?

B-A-B-Y, Baby.

Could you pass that?

Baby.

Subaru WRX believed

to be connected to the robbery...

The river of sin. Sin is your enemy.

Sin can be washed away if you just find God.

Don't walk away from your sin.

Is she in there?

I told you, no.

I can't deal with you right now.

Be on time.

It is believed that the robbers

have escaped with upwards of $200,000.

What's his deal?

Baby? Full cut, same as everyone.

No, Doc, I mean is he, uh, retarded?

"Retarded" means slow. Was he slow?

No.

Then he don't sound that retarded to me.

He's a good kid and a devil behind the wheel.

What the hell else more do you need to know?

So you don't think that there's something wrong with him

just not saying anything?

There's nothing wrong with a little quiet.

You know why they call him Baby, right?

Still waiting on his first words.

(MUSIC PLAYING INDISTINCTLY OVER EARBUDS)

(IMITATES TIRES SCREECHING, GRUNTS)

So, you're a mute, Baby? Is that what it is?

(GROANS) God.

Are you a mute?

No.

So, um, what are you listening to?

Uh, music.

That's right. You tell him, Baby.

Shh, shh, shh. It's okay.

For God's sakes, Griff, leave the kid alone.

You can't just be in crime, right?

Not without being a little criminal.

I just want to find out what's going on between those ears,

aside, of course, from, uh...

Egyptian Reggae.

What's it matter to you?

Just think that he thinks he's better than us.

He wants to sit there in his car

and keep his white shirt clean while the rest of us,

we roll in the dirt.

One of these days, Baby,

you're gonna get blood on your hands,