suppliers and distributors... and I'll tell the judge what a nice, cooperative killer you are. You think the jury's going to convict me on the testimony of that junkie? You could be right. But what about your wife? You remember her? All that hard-earned drug money she stole from you? How much was it... $3 million? I bet she would make a much better witness. Kimble, you've wasted years chasing after me... and what has it gotten you, hmm? Nothing. I'll be out in a week... and you'll still be eating take-out food in that dump you live in. Yeah, I know all about you, Kimble. Without me, you wouldn't even have a life. My old lady left 'cause of the money. Yours left because she just couldn't stand the sight of you. I've never seen anyone so little eat so much. Yeah, I know. I'm hypoglycemic. If I don't eat regularly... I get a little nuts. So... where you from? Austria. How long you been a cop? I been a cop for 12 years. My father was a cop... my brother was a cop... my mother was a cop's wife. And I 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 I work alone. He works alone. Not anymore. She's going in undercover as a substitute kindergarten teacher. Not exactly a job for you. I used to be a teacher. We'll be fine. What do I 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. It'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. It's the best I could do. Breakfast, sir? Ma'am? Please. No. No, no. That's a first. Listen, I 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. I want to read it, too. Stop it. Please? Let me take a look. Hey, come here. If you don't stop screwing around back there... this is what I'll do with you. Ohh. What's the matter? I don't know. I just don't feel so good. You hungry? I got to get out of here right now. Get those tree stumps out of my way before I vomit all over them. Is your wife okay, sir? Compared to what? Maybe it was the burrito. Or it could've been the sausages. I don't think it was the crab salad. It couldn't have been the doughnuts. Excuse me. Oh, I hate feeling like this. I 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? I'm fine. I'll be fine. Class starts at 9:00 in the morning. I'll be fine. You look much better already. Oh. Kindergarten, 6-year-olds. That's why I quit teaching, you know. I got so sick of other people's kids. I was afraid that I'd never want to have any of my own. I have a son. He's 13. I remember when he was 5. He lives with his mother and stepfather. Aah! What's the matter? What... is... that? Oh, excuse me. I forgot to tell you. This is my ferret. He doesn't bite. Don't worry. Come on. Come on out. This is all I need... an obstacle. A goddamn obstacle. He sends me an obstacle. Here. Oh, God. Don't worry. I'm going to ------------------------------ Читайте также: - текст Хлеб, золото, наган на английском - текст Лучшие друзья на английском - текст Трон на английском - текст Кавказская пленница, или Новые приключения Шурика на английском - текст В созвездии быка на английском |