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Paging Daughtery 296 to dispatch.

Go ahead, 296.

Requesting air support and back up.

Oh, vehicle just spun out.

Wrapped around a light pole.

Suspect's on foot!

I repeat, the suspect's on foot.

Roger that.

Paging dodge PC Meyers for..

Roger that.

Show them how it's done.

You hear that?

You've got to show me how it's done.

Just stay close and keep an eye on my six.

Oh, don't you worry, D. I see everything, even

that condescending reaction.

Do us both a favor and watch my back.

Listen to me, there's no way out back there.

Three seconds from now, he's going

to come running out the same way he went in.

3, 2, 1.

For Christ sakes, Myers.

OK, maybe you were right.

I'm going to check around back.

Myers!

It's over!

Show me your hands!

Don't be stupid, buddy!

Put your hands in the air!

Now!

Back up toward me slowly!

Get down on your knees and lace your fingers behind your head!

PC Daughtery 296 to dispatch.

We have the suspect cornered behind Dock Auto on Depot.

He's injured badly, possible head trauma.

Requesting medical.

It began early this morning around 4:00 AM

when police received an anonymous phone call

reporting an assault at this very residence.

Soon after, calls reporting an erratic driver

came flooding in.

And after what appeared to be a near fatal head-on collision

off of Depot Street, the driver exited the stolen vehicle

where he was confronted by two officers.

Now, we understand that one of those officers

was involved in some sort of confrontation with the suspect.

What followed is still unclear.

But be advised, there is a dangerous criminal

on the loose.

Stay tuned for updates.

It was so nice spending this time with you.

It was so nice spending this time with you.

It was so nice spending this time with you.

She should shun the shining sun.

A proper copper coffee pot.

It was so nice spending this time with you.

It was so nice spending this time with you.

She should shun the shining sun.

I thought a thought, but the thought I thought

was not the thought I thought.

It was so nice spending this time with you.

And after attack a head-on collision,

police officers followed--

Help!

No!

Are we good?

Go in there.

What do you want?

Go in there.

OK, OK.

Where are we going?

Sit down.

Why are you all dressed up like that?

I'm a whore.

Don't move.

Is there anybody else here in the house?

Not at the moment.

How much company are you expecting?

Just one guy.

Stand up.

Stand up.

Call him and tell him he's not coming.

You want me to go back into the kitchen?

Yes, now.

What makes you think he'll listen to me?

Why wouldn't he?

Just call them and tell them you're occupied.

I charge five grand an hour, and he's already

paid the first one up front.

Did you think I was joking?

Just call him and tell him you'll give him his money back.

This isn't a retail store.

I can't just offer him a refund.

Look, I'll do what you say.

I'll call him and tell him not to come.

But you need to know that this guy-- he isn't just anybody.

He knows people.

And he is dangerous.

One wrong word--

Just make the call!

Stop.

Who are you calling?

Are you listening to me?

Who were calling?

My client.

Bullshit.

You were calling the cops.

Last I checked, their number starts with 9.

And what would I have said to them exactly?

Those helicopters are for you, aren't they?

What's your name?

Well, whoever you are, I can help you.

Just please don't hurt me.

How are you going to help me?

For starters, it looks like you need medical attention.

You probably have a concussion.

So now you have a medical degree too?

Some of my clients like to get smacked around a bit.

In fact, they pay a premium for it.

It's my job to know their limits.

And I have successfully resuscitated so many perverts.

I know what I'm doing, OK?

Are you asking my opinion?

Because no, I don't think you know what you're doing.

I think you're scared and confused.

At the very least, I know--

Jesus Christ, what do you do?

You talk guys into getting off?

I'm just trying to help.

I don't give a shit about you or what you think.

I need money, and I need a place to hide.

If you do anything to mess with me,

I swear to God I'm going to kill you.

You got that?

There's a safe downstairs in the dungeon.

It's everything I've earned all year.

Just take it and hide here as long as you want.

Just please don't hurt me.

Dungeon?

What do you call it, the cellar?

What about your company?

It's a big house.

I'll do what he paid me for upstairs.

You can hide in the guest room.

I'm not hiding.

Aren't you?

Look, just take the money and leave.

My neighbor-- she's got to be about 80.

She doesn't lock the door.

You could stay there as long as you want.

You got any tape or rope or something?

What for?

What do you think?

Top drawer.

This is yarn.

There ought to be tape in there, too.

This is scotch tape.

Is there a particular brand you'd prefer?

You're making fun of me?

No.

You think I'm stupid?

I'm not making fun of you.

And no, it's just hard to think straight

under all this pressure.

I'm only trying to help.

And I have been nothing but cooperative.

You hear that?

Hear what?

Ringing in the ears?

Nausea?

Dizziness?

I was right.

Concussion.

You should really drink something.

Take me to the safe.

You're going to tie me up?

I'm good.

This way.

Go on.

After you.

This way.

Can I answer the door?

Open the safe first.

I'll be right back.

You have my word.

I just don't want to keep him waiting.

I'm only trying to help when I say this, but this man--

He's very dangerous, I know.

If anything should happen, people will come looking.

Nobody is going to care about a missing whore.

You raise a good point.

Answer the door.

Do whatever you got to do.

If anything's off, I will end you both.

There he is, my loyal knight in shining armor.

Why do I keep coming back here?

You sound angry.

What is there to be happy about?

Well, for one, you're still standing.

And two, you're about to be pampered like the little lapdog