The Romeo Section

Is everything all right?

I'm sorry,

it's been totally chaotic dealing with my wife.

I was wondering

if you'd like to get away with me this weekend.

Somebody comes through that door you don't know,

protect yourself.

Where is he?

He's meeting me tonight at midnight,

thinks I'm going to help him get out of town.

Police!

All done.

I saw him.

Seeing as she's quite possibly

the last remaining witness to this event...

Get me the witness statement when you have it.

I think somebody slipped you a drug.

Why would they do that?

Because you saw something

you weren't supposed to see.

Help!

Stop the fucking car!

He's trying to kill me...

Oh, god...

I'm looking for Sonya...

Has anybody seen Sonya?

Sonya?

No?

I'm looking for Sonya.

Excuse me, sir?

May I help you?

I'm looking for Sonya?

I'm not sure which is her room...

you... you aren't allowed here.

Please go report to the nursing station.

Okay.

There he is. That's the man.

He might know something.

What's going on?

This gentleman is looking for Sonya.

What happened? Can I help?

What's your relationship with the missing person?

He's an insurance agent.

Thank you, ma'am.

I'm going to take it from here, okay?

Got some identification you can show me?

Of course.

What's wrong?

What do you do, sir?

I'm an insurance adjuster with north pacific insurance.

Sonya's a potential witness for us.

When did you last hear from her?

Oh, let's see, that would have been, um...

Yesterday.

They went outside together.

She never came back.

Thank you.

She's right.

I had a short interview with her.

It was about the same time yesterday.

Has something happened to her?

He's on the security tapes,

having a cigarette,

and then they walk off together.

Where'd you go with her?

We sat in my car and listened to some music,

then she came back in.

I saw her go through this door.

Has something happened to her?

Well, we've received information

she may have been the victim of a kidnapping.

Kidnapping?

Who reported that?

Okay, um... I understand.

Look...

I've been trying to get her to remember an incident.

She's a potential witness to a hit and run, and...

That's all.

I admit, I have been persistent,

but kidnapping?

No.

Just take it easy for a second. Cool off...

I'm trying to do the right thing...

okay, that's it, turn around.

And I end up...

just hang here, all right? Just wait right here.

What's he saying?

He's saying he picked her up,

drove her around for a while,

dropped her off about an hour later.

What's he doing up at 5:00 A.M.?

He's a butcher's assistant, gets up really early.

But I checked out the car, checked out the trunk,

looks clean to me.

Has he got a record?

Yeah, assault and battery.

Sexual assault.

No, but, look, I believe him.

Come here.

Tell him what you told me.

Who's he?

Just tell the story.

Turn around. Tell him.

I was being a good Samaritan, all right?

Driving up this street,

suddenly, this chick you're talking about

comes running straight at me,

waving her hands in the air,

screaming, "help! He's trying to kill me!"

This guy, he's chasing after her,

and he's got this wild look in his eye.

High as a kite, I'm thinking.

Don't stop.

I pull up, she climbs in,

"go, go, go, go! He's... he's trying to kill me."

I drive around for a little while,

until she calms down a little,

and then I ask her where she wants to go,

she says the beach, so I drop her at the beach.

Show me.

You show him. Turn around.

I gotta take this.

Let me know if he gives you any hassle, okay?

Okay, thanks.

Show me.

This is the exact spot?

Yeah.

This is it.

I parked right there.

That's him... That's him.

You're the guy who picked her up?

Hey, calm down.

He just gave her a lift.

Hey, hey, easy!

What'd she say? Why'd you bring her here?

She just said she wanted to go to the beach,

so I took her to the nearest beach

from where we were.

What was she saying?

Just kept repeating that you were trying to kill her.

Did you see where she went?

She started down the beach, that way.

When was this?

About two or three hours ago.

Fuck.

You'd better be telling me the truth,

or I swear to god, I will be coming back for you.

Fuck you.

Fuck me?

Hey, hey, hey, easy...

I hope you do find her.

She was fuckin' scared.

Maybe you should be looking at him.

Think about that?

Um, two pieces fish and chips?

$12.

Okay... Um... so... Sorry.

I've only got $9.50.

Let me give you the rest.

Thank you very much. Thank you.

You're welcome.

Three deceased,

couple of 'em from a bikers' puppet club

on Seymour.

The other's a dope courier

working out of your old guy Bennie's spot

on Hastings.

That could be a guy they call shorts.

So, you're thinking what,

it's a three-way shoot-out.

Looks like they caught each other in a crossfire.

A crossfire, seriously?

Anybody confirm any of that?

Nobody saw a thing.

It's a theory.

If only walls could talk.

We'd all be fucked.

You heard anything?

Just what was on the radio.

The street's saying

it was shorts, Andre, and another guy.

Alonzo maybe?

Not Alonzo, some other guy.

Yup?

Yeah, I heard.

What happened?

Bunch of goofs went stupid on each other.

I'm supposed to buy that?

Seriously?

Andre lays a beatdown on shorts,

shorts firebombs his club,

and they get together in a motel to what,

kiss and make up?

Somebody gave up shorts.

Am I right?

Ask no questions.

Go with the flow.

Here's your downloads.

Took me a few hours to crack the code,

but he used the same encryption