the sight of you. l've never seen anyone so little eat so much. Yeah, l know. l'm hypoglycemic. lf l don't eat regularly... l get a little nuts. So... where you from? Austria. How long you been a cop? l been a cop for 12 years. My father was a cop... my brother was a cop... my mother was a cop's wife. And l have no hobbies. You two are booked on the first flight to Portland tomorrow. Locate Crisp's wife and offer her immunity in exchange for her testimony against him. No offense to O'Hallahan... but this is my case, and l work alone. He works alone. Not anymore. She's going in undercover as a substitute kindergarten teacher. Not exactly a job for you. l used to be a teacher. We'll be fine. What do l do? She locates the kid... you find the mother and the cash... and Crisp spends his life making license plates. Bon voyage. Oh, and, Kimble, the name's O'Hara. OK. Here's the wife at 17. Real name's Rachel Myatt. She's from Hannibal, Missouri, class of '76. Cheerleader, first violin in the school orchestra... captain of the girls' softball team. Her ambition was ''To travel... experience life... and meet interesting people.'' Like Crisp. Okay. Relax. Don't let him get to you. That's her 10 years later. lt's a great shot of an ear. You get in touch with her parents? They're both dead. The only relative she's got left is the kid. Hey. Okay. This is the only picture we have of him. Cullen Jr., aged 3 months. That helps much. lt's the best l could do. Breakfast, sir? Ma'am? Please. No. No, no. That's a first. Listen, l was just thinking. Maybe we should take a wild stab at getting to know each other before we have to pretend we're married. What do you want to know? How long have we been married? A long time. People won't expect us to talk much to each other. l want to read it, too. Stop it. Please? Let me take a look. Hey, come here. lf you don't stop screwing around back there... this is what l'll do with you. Ohh. What's the matter? l don't know. l just don't feel so good. You hungry? l got to get out of here right now. Get those tree stumps out of my way before l vomit all over them. ls your wife okay, sir? Compared to what? Maybe it was the burrito. Or it could've been the sausages. l don't think it was the crab salad. lt couldn't have been the doughnuts. Excuse me. Oh, l hate feeling like this. l hate it, too. Uh-oh. Uh-oh what? Uh-oh... pull over. Now? Yeah. Please hurry. The key! Give me the key! Do you need a hand? You okay? l'm fine. l'll be fine. Class starts at 9:00 in the morning. l'll be fine. You look much better already. Oh. Kindergarten, 6-year-olds. That's why l quit teaching, you know. l got so sick of other people's kids. l was afraid that l'd never want to have any of my own. l have a son. He's 13. l remember when he was 5. He lives with his mother and stepfather. Aah! What's the matter? What... is... that? Oh, excuse me. l forgot to tell you. This is my ferret. He doesn't bite. Don't worry. Come on. Come on out. This is all l need-- an obstacle. A goddamn obstacle. He sends me an obstacle. Here. Oh, God. Don't worry. l'm going to make it. l just need a minute. l'll be ready in just a minute. l just got-- Oh, God. How do l look? Take off the gun. That's a good idea. The little bastards are going to eat you alive. Get some rest, and don't worry. l've been working undercover for a long time. They're 6-year-olds. How much trouble can they be? On second thought... take the gun. Matthew... l sent you to the principal's office because you punched Jenny. l know. She poisoned your hamsters. She told me all about it... and she's very sorry. And l'm sorry that l didn't believe you. - But you shouldn't punch people. - But she-- Mr. Kimble, Miss Schlowski will see you now. Let's go back to class. Can l help you? l'm John Kimble, ------------------------------ Читайте также: - текст Фламандская доска на английском - текст Стиратель на английском - текст Слияние разумов: Секреты путешествия длиною в жизнь на английском - текст В синем море, белой пене... на английском - текст Роксана на английском |