- Yah.
Last vehicle he wrote in was a tan Ciera at
2.18am. Under plate number he put DLR.
I figure they shot him before
he could finish filling out the tag number.
So I got the state looking for a Ciera
with a tag startin' DLR.
They don't got no match yet.
I'm not sure that I agree with you 100%
on your police work there, Lou.
- Yah?
- Yah.
I think that vehicle there
probably had dealer plates. DLR.
Jeez.
Lou, d'you hear the one about the guy
who couldn't afford personalised plates,
so he went and
changed his name to J3L2404?
Yah, thats a good one.
Look, all's I know is you got
a problem, you call a professional.
No. They said no cops. They said
"You call your cops, we're gonna shoot..."
Of course they'll say that.
Where's my protection? They got Jean.
If I give 'em a million,
where's my guarantee they'll let her go?
- Well, they...
- A million dollars is a lot of money.
- They got my daughter.
- Think this thing through.
You give 'em what they want,
why won't they let her go?
You gotta listen to me on this one, Wade.
Heck, you don't know.
You're just whistling Dixie here.
The cops can advise us on this.
I'm saying call a professional.
No. No cops!
Thats final. This is my deal here, Wade.
- Yeah...
- Jean is my wife here.
I gotta tell you, Wade,
I'm leaning to Jerry's viewpoint.
- Well...
- We gotta protect Jean. These...
We're not holding any cards.
They got 'em all, so they call the shots.
- You're darned tootin'.
- Oh, dammit.
- I'm tellin' ya.
- Well, why don't we...
Stan, I'm thinking
we should offer 'em half a million.
Now, come on here!
No way, Wade. No way.
- We're not horse-tradin' here, Wade.
- Yeah.
- We gotta just bite the bullet on this thing.
- Yeah.
So whats the next step here, Jerry?
They're gonna call me with instructions
for a drop. I need the money by tomorrow.
Dammit!
- How was everything today?
- Yah. Real good now.
How you doin'?
OK. Now, we'll get the money together.
Don't worry about it, Jerry.
Now, do you want anyone at home
with you till they call?
No, I... They were just supposed to be
dealing with me. They were real clear.
You know, they said no one listening in.
They'll be watchin', you know.
Maybe its all bull, but, like you said,
Stan, they're callin' the shots.
Now, is Scotty gonna be all right?
Yah. Jeez, Scotty.
Yah. I'll go talk to him.
How ya doin' there, Scotty?
Dad.
What are they doin'?
- What do you think they're doin' to Mom?
- Its OK, Scotty.
They're not gonna wanna hurt her any.
These men, they just want money.
- What if something goes wrong, Dad?
- No, no, no. Nothing's going wrong here.
Granddad and I, we're making sure
this gets handled right.
- I really think we should call the cops.
- No, no.
No one can know about this thing.
We gotta play ball with these guys.
- Stan Grossman'll tell ya the same thing.
- But, Dad...
We're gonna get Mom back for ya,
but we gotta play ball, you know.
Thats the deal here.
So if Lorraine calls, or Sylvia,
you just say Mom's down in Florida
with Pearl and Marty.
Thats the best we can do here.
No!
Whoops!
Thanks, Myra.
- Mornin'.
- Carol.
Oh, Janie, two more
of those Skin-So-Softs, please.
- Hiya, hon.
- I brought you some lunch, Margie.
- What are those, night crawlers?
- Yah.
- Aw, thanks, hon.
- You bet. Thanks for lunch.
Oh, yah, looks pretty good.
What have we got here? Arby's?
- How's the paintin' goin'?
- Pretty good.
- The Hautmans are entering a painting.
- Aw, hon, you're better than them.
- They're real good.
- They're good, Norm. But you're better.
You think so?
Hey, you got Arby's all over me.
- Hey, Norm. How's the paintin' goin'?
- Not too bad, you know.
- How we doin' on that vehicle?
- No motels registered a Ciera last night.
But the night before,
two men checked into the Blue Ox
registering a Ciera
and leaving the tag space blank.
- Jeez, thats a good lead.
- Yah.
- Thats that truckers' joint on I-