say you felt?
What was the word?
You felt "connected." Shit.
I almost came when you said that.
Because that's us, Terry.
That's you and me.
It's us. We were meant to be.
We're Cain and Abel.
Kennedy and Oswald.
We are shit in the bottom
of somebody's shoe.
I have to leave now.
And you're not gonna follow me.
You're not gonna scrape me off.
You'll sit by that pay phone and wait
for me to call you from time to time...
...and when I'm relocated and ready,
I'll let Graciella and Raymond go.
Then you and me, we can start again.
I hope you think of me
as often as I think of you.
God. Crazy!
Call an ambulance!
You're gonna take me to them.
Keep that tight. That will pinch the
artery, and you won't bleed to death.
-Now, show me.
-Okay.
What's it like having a chick's heart?
You start watching soaps?
Get cranky at the end of the month?
Hear some love song on the radio,
you start crying?
Plus it's a spic heart.
She was a wetback.
You wake up going, "Arriba! Gotta get
me some enchiladas for the cholita."
Shut up!
When they were girls going
to Sunday school...
...do you think Gloria T orres
ever thought that her heart...
...would be pumping blood through some
guy that was banging her sister?
You don't look so good, Ter.
You don't look so good
yourself there, Buddy.
Ran aground in that storm
last year. Remember?
Salvage company's gonna demo
it next week.
Till then, it's a perfect prison.
Better than Alcatraz.
My little shop of horrors.
Just so you know...
...I would never hurt that little boy.
See, he's the same blood type.
He's the backup.
In case anything happens
to his mom's heart.
Come on.
Do you think you have a chance?
With Graciella?
You think she can love you?
After her sister died for you?
That's tough for her to get around.
Let's go. Let's get going.
You can put the belt in your teeth.
Follow me.
In there.
The key.
-Hey.
-Hey.
Come on.
I knew you'd find us, Terry.
He may be on the boat, but I'm not
sure if he's dead or alive. Let's go.
Did your father teach
you to run a boat?
-Yeah.
-My boat's at the end of this gangway.
Wait a few minutes,
then go on down there.
Use this knife to cut the lines.
Back off about 1 00 yards or more
and wait till I call you.
-All right?
-Yeah.
If I don't call you in a half-hour,
get the hell out of here.
Okay. Get going.
Let's go. Come on, honey.
I'm sad, Terry!
Get inside. Hurry up.
Get down below, Raymond!
Come on, man.
We're connected.
Think of what you're doing.
You need me.
No, Buddy.
Remember how you said I was your
friend and I could tell you the truth?
Well, I don't need you at all.
Ten ring.
I saved you.
-Right next to you the whole time.
-Yeah.
You okay?
Yeah, I'm okay.
Never felt better.
You got his ass.
Yeah, there's "no one" anymore.
Give me a day to catch my breath,
I'll write you a full report.
I want to see it.
Two of them okay?
Yeah, if everyone will
leave them alone...
...not get them any more involved.
-I'll see what I can do about that.
-That's a pal.
How are you planning
to deal with all this?
Well, I've got Gloria Torres' heart.
I'll probably just let that guide me.
-You got anyone, Jaye?
-Excuse me?
Police work can get
kind of heavy on you.
You got anyone at home?
Yeah, I got someone.
Good.
McCaleb!
That's it! I'm sick and tired of your
grandstanding bullshit!
-You're out of your jurisdiction.
-Maybe.
But just because you got a Mexican's
heart, it don't make you one of us!
Arrango?
Next time you come around this dock,
this Mexican will kick your ass.
What? You're out of your
goddamn mind!
All my life, I've had the shitty jobs.
You got him talking to himself.
I didn't even know he spoke Spanish.
Poor baby, he's been
at this all morning.
I wish I could get a big, fat marlin
and put it on his line.
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