لومړۍ 200 کرښې.
Hi, Lucy.
Oh, thank you.
You're the prettiest girl at the ball. If you leave, who am I going to dance with?
Oh, Papa. That's ridiculous!
Anyway, Judge Colby's wife seems to have her eye on you!
- You noticed that? - Uh-huh.
- I did, and so did the good judge. - Oh?
If you want to win cases in his court, you'd better watch out!
You betcha. Listen, are you sure you want to go? Because it's getting late.
Yes, I do.
I can't stand you old fogeys any longer!
Monica's waiting. Bye, Papa.
Ah, this is what you promised her.
Shit!
You're coming with us, kid. We're outta here.
We need him alive, shithead. He's a pro.
I can drive, Face.
Yeah, nails, maybe.
No, what we need is a hot rod boy.
- He's it. - Alright.
Is your dad upset about you going to this party?
No, not really.
It's just that he misses Mom and he sees me...
I know. He's such a sweetheart. I love working for him.
Hey. We're gonna have fun, right?
Right. Mm-hm.
Is that new?
Ooh.
Not another present from Dr. Jekyll?
Oh, it is!
Shut up, asshole!
Of all the damn luck!
Do you realize, innocent child, that just five miles down the road
a horde of beautiful and horny young men are panting for our bodies?
For yours, maybe.
I wonder if we ought to go back. It's getting really icy.
- What are you doing? - Counting the cost.
$60 for the hairdo, manicure ten. Then there's the dress and shoes.
Say another 200!
No, no. Cost of failure is too high. We must go on, Robin.
We must go on.
Get your hands off me.
Mungo.
"Get off me. Get off me."
- You sound like this guy in New Jersey. - Get off me!
He was always saying, "Get off me, get off me."
Hey! He's in as deep as we are now.
Don't worry about him. Ain't that right, kid?
No parole for you.
Shit, fuck, fuck, damn!
Shit, fuck, fuck, damn!
I don't know what's wrong. It usually works.
Shit, fart, fuck, dumb!
If this guy wants more than our help, give him an early Christmas present.
Get out! Get out!
Get out of the fucking car and shut up.
Get up!
We're outta here!
If you so much as touch us, if you hurt us, you're gonna pay for this!
Shut up, you...
We've been paying all these years anyhow, ain't we, Face?
We sure have, Mungo. We sure have.
Now, we get some of the sweet stuff.
'Three convicts escaped from Vilas...'
I wanna hear that.
Yes, boss. Right away, sir!
Punk!
'...police are warning not to approach these men, under any circumstances.
'They are armed and dangerous...'
Hey, we're not armed!
Why do they have to say things like that that ain't true?
- Shut up, Mungo. - '...in a matter of hours.
""There's nowhere for them to go," he told our reporter. More on this later.
'We're expecting some snow flurries tonight with the temperature dropping close to zero.
- 'Hazardous driving conditions...' - Kill the radio and let's get outta here.
What a prick!
The whole army couldn't put us back in there, could they, Face?
Right, Mungo.
My, my, my.
What do we have here?
I hope this means what I think it does.
Because if these are in here...
...what could you be wearing?
No, please. No! No, please.
No!
No!
Oh, I get it! She carries the spare for emergencies!
This is an emergency.
I ain't never killed a bitch before!
You don't know what you've been missing.
Ooh.
For two young bitches, you sure as hell cause a lot of trouble.
Well, game's over now.
We're gonna be moving along without you.
This here's a kind of keepsake.
Thanks, Face.
Oh.
What's your name, sweetheart?
- Monica. - Monica.
Don't.
And what's yours?
What's yours?
It's Robin.
We're just two friends going to a party. Can't you let us go?
There, now. Ain't I a nice guy?
Gave you your last cigarette and everything, didn't I?
Hey, Face.
Hey, hey, Face. There's lights up ahead.
Hey, looks like they're setting up a roadblock.
So, get us outta here, asshole!
There's a track over here on the right, can you see it?
Yeah. Yeah, I got it.
Stay on it.
Find a place to hole up until their balls freeze off.
We got some unfinished business, ain't we, girls?
But it'll keep for a while.
Stay on the track, asshole!
You're gonna get us stuck in the goddamn snow!
Lay off me, Face. I know what I'm doing!
The track goes over here.
Do you hear me?
You need to listen to me.
You stay on my fucking track!
Asshole.
Shit!
Shut up!
It's like an old mineshaft or something. Don't anybody move.
- What's the plan, Face? - Shut up, you dumb shit!
You got no cause to cuss me out.
I don't gotta stay any place I ain't welcome.
Sit down!
Get out of there. Get out! It's gonna blow any second.
Where's your friend? Where's your friend, Robin?
Face, is she in there? Where's the other girl, the blonde girl?
She's dead meat, Romeo.
- Dead meat! - Shit!
Robin?
Robin?
Get down, for Christ's sake!
3-71.
Got a possible 10-70, county road H.
By the old mine. I'm investigating.
Merry Christmas, John.
Merry Christmas.
Dear friends, thank you all for being with me here tonight.
And I wish you love and peace
and happiness.
Love, peace, happiness!
And to my absent friends.
I reckon this one's yours, hero.
You... You owe him, sweetheart.
Don't look so good for Mungo, Face.
Don't look like he's gonna make it.
We've been cellmates for three years.
I never lost my temper with him until today.
Stupid lummox.
3-71?
3-71?
Vilas control. Do you read?
10-1, Vilas control?
10-1, Josie, goddammit!
Mungo? Where are you?
I... I can stay right where I fell.
Asshole.
Face?
Yeah.
OK. Anybody else alive?
Robin? Monica, where are you?
Something touched me.
Oh, God!
Where's Robin?
- I'm here. - Are you hurt?
No. I just got the wind knocked out of me.
I can't see!
Something's moving around me.
Hasn't anyone got a goddamn light?
Something touched me over there. You've gotta believe me!
Robin?
Where are you? I can't see you. Come into the light.
What took you so long with the flashlight, dumbass?
Check on Mungo!
Me, I'm gettin' outta here!
You stay here and wait for the cops, if you want, scumbag.
Wait, you gonna follow me?
There's another way out of this, you know, and I'm gonna find it! Oh, yeah.
And I'm gonna take this one along.
Hey, we have a big stretch limo waiting up here, Hot Rod.
And we need a driver.
Yes, ma'am, I realize I'm in Parson's County.
But it's only five miles!
I'm sorry, operator, I didn't mean to shout. I'm having a hard time hearing you.
Yes, it's bad here, too.
If you could just try it one more time, please.
Thank you.
Yes, it's official.
Deputy Williams, Vilas County.
Thank you.
Ma'am, I apologize. It's bad everywhere ton...
Yes. Yes, you can.
At the Forever Mine.
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