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[MEN YELLING]

WATCH OUT FOR THIS ONE. HE'S A DING.

SIX COUNTS OF FIRST-DEGREE MURDER,

ARMED ROBBERY, AND ASSAULT.

OK, ON YOUR KNEES, MONROE.

[MEN YELLING]

OK.

SAY "SIR" WHEN YOU SPEAK TO ME.

OK, SIR.

YOU GOT A PROBLEM?

I GOT NO PROBLEMS WITH NOTHING, SIR.

[MEN YELLING]

WHAT'S THIS?

A NUCLEAR DEVICE.

[UPBEAT MELODY PLAYING]

* WHAT A DIFFERENCE A DAY MAKES *

* 24 LITTLE HOURS *

* FROM THE SUN AND THE FLOWERS *

* WHERE THERE USED TO BE RAIN *

* MY YESTERDAY WAS BLUE, DEAR *

* BUT TODAY, I'M A PART OF YOU, DEAR *

* MY LONELY NIGHTS ARE THROUGH, DEAR *

* SINCE YOU SAID YOU WERE MINE *

* WHAT A DIFFERENCE A DAY MAKES *

Radio: * THERE'S A RAINBOW BEFORE ME *

* SKIES ABOVE CAN'T BE STORMY *

* SINCE THAT MOMENT OF BLISS *

* THAT THRILLING KISS *

* IT'S HEAVEN WHEN YOU *

* FIND ROMANCE *

[RADIO OFF]

AH, MR. VOGEL. I'M DR. REYNOLDS.

HOW ARE YOU FEELING TODAY?

EHH...NOT SO GOOD TODAY.

MM-HMM.

THESE CYTOXINS MAKING YOU NAUSEOUS?

UH, I JUST DON'T FEEL SO GOOD.

I SEE.

I'D LIKE TO TALK TO YOU

ABOUT YOUR LATEST CAT SCANS.

[BEEPING]

WOULD YOU EXCUSE ME FOR ONE MOMENT?

THAT'S A NICE WATCH.

[DIALING]

[RINGING]

Woman: HELLO.

HI. IT'S ME.

MICHAEL, WE'RE GOING TO LOSE THE HOUSE.

THIS IS OUR LAST CHANCE TO CLOSE.

ELAINE SAYS OUR BID IS TOO LOW.

SHE THINKS OUR BID IS TOO LOW?

HOW CAN IT BE TOO LOW?

BECAUSE ELAINE SAYS...

DIED LAST THURSDAY.

THEY STILL HAD HIM DOWN FOR AN M.R.I. TODAY.

WHO DOES SHE THINK SHE IS, IVANA TRUMP?

SHE'S A GODDAMN REAL ESTATE AGENT.

CALM DOWN.

I AM CALM.

MICHAEL, MICHAEL, MICHAEL.

HEY, CAN YOU EAVESDROP ON SOMEBODY ELSE'S LIFE?

THANK YOU.

ELAINE SAYS WE SHOULD OFFER 2 MILLION.

2 MILLION IS MORE THAN THE HOUSE IS WORTH.

PLEASE? HONEY, PLEASE, PLEASE?

NO. ABSOLUTELY NOT, VICTORIA.

MICHAEL, THIS IS THE HOUSE.

WE HAVE BEEN OVER THIS AND OVER THIS.

DO YOU REALIZE WHO BUILT THIS HOUSE?

I KNOW IT ONCE BELONGED TO HAL ROACH.

BUT THE POOL ALONE.

I KNOW. IT'S GOT A GREAT POOL.

DO YOU REALIZE WHO SWAM IN IT?

I KNOW. SPANKY SWAM IN IT.

I KNOW, AND IT'S TOO--

IT'S JUST TOO GODDAMN MUCH MONEY.

IF YOU DON'T WANT THIS HOUSE,

YOU DON'T LOVE ME.

I HAVE TO GO, OK?

IT'S AS SIMPLE AS THAT.

YEAH. THANK YOU.

I'M SORRY. IT'S BEEN A MADHOUSE TODAY.

UH, WE'RE SHORT ON STAFF.

AHEM.

I THINK WE'RE GOING TO HAVE TO CONSIDER

TRYING A DIFFERENT DRUG.

[TIRES SCREECH]

Man: YOUR RADIATION FIELD IS HERE AND RIGHT HERE.

Second man: OH, YEAH, AND WHAT?

IGNORE THE SPREAD TO THE RETROPERITONEUM?

IT'S A SPREAD TO THE PERIAORTIC LYMPH NODES.

AXIAL VIEWS, RIGHT?

THERE'S YOUR TUMOR MASS.

THERE'S YOUR METASTASIS TO THE LIVER.

THERE'S YOUR LYMPH NODES.

THE SCHOOL OF DENTISTRY'S ACROSS THE STREET, FELLAS.

KNEE BONE CONNECTED TO THE SHIN BONE.

THIS NEOPLASM, IN MY OPINION--

HEY, MIGHTY MIKE, BUY THE HOUSE?

I DON'T WANT TO TALK ABOUT IT.

COME ON. VICTORIA'S DREAM HOUSE.

I THOUGHT YOU WERE CLOSING.

Man on telephone: GIVE IT TO DR. REYNOLDS.

ARE WE STILL ON FOR TONIGHT?

Nurse: DR. REYNOLDS, I HAVE A NEW CASE FILE FOR YOU.

GRANITA. 7:00?

THIS PATIENT SHOULD BE DOWN IN PEDIATRICS.

PEDIATRICS SENT HIM UP. THEY CAN'T HANDLE HIM.

HE'S TOO DANGEROUS.

WHAT THE HELL DOES THAT MEAN?

Chip: HE'S A KILLER.

PEDIATRICS CAN JUST DUMP THEIR OVERLOAD ON US?

TELL THEM TO CUT DOWN ON THEIR LUNCHTIME AND TENNIS.

MAYBE THEY'LL HAVE MORE TIME TO PRACTICE MEDICINE.

SEND HIM BACK DOWN.

IF PEDIATRICS DETERMINES THEY'RE TOO DANGEROUS,

WE HAVE TO HANDLE THEM UP HERE.

[WHISTLES]

SUBHUMAN PIECE OF SHIT.

Nurse: HONESTLY, DR. BYRNES.

THEY BUS HIM IN TWICE A MONTH FROM JAIL.

BAM! THE LAST DEPUTY WHO BROUGHT HIM HERE,

HE HAD TO HAVE PLASTIC SURGERY ON HIS FACE.

IF I WERE YOU,

I'D DEVELOP A SUDDEN PAIN IN THE CHEST

AND LEAVE HIS CHART FOR NEWMAN,

'CAUSE I DON'T THINK HE'D HIT A WOMAN,

BUT, THEN, YOU NEVER KNOW.

PAGE DR. NEWMAN. I THINK I'M GETTING A CHEST PAIN.

PAGE DR. NEWMAN.

UH, DR. NEWMAN IS IN SURGERY.

YOU HAVE TO HANDLE THIS. HERE.

I, UH, TO GOT TO GO TO THE TUMOR BOARD CONFERENCE.

HI.

I'M DR. REYNOLDS.

SMOKING?

VERY GOOD.

YOU KNOW, THIS WING WOULD NEVER HAVE BEEN BUILT

WITHOUT THE SUPPORT

OF CIGARETTE SMOKERS LIKE YOURSELF.

SO ON BEHALF OF ALL OF US HERE,

I THANK YOU.

FUNNY THING, THOUGH.

IT'S A NO-SMOKING FACILITY.

AHEM. SHOULD I CALL REGGIE WHITE OUT THERE

TO GET HIM TO COME IN HERE AND HELP YOU PUT IT OUT?

THANK YOU.

YOU'RE DUE FOR A RADIATION TREATMENT TODAY,

BUT BEFORE I CAN PUT MY JOHN HANCOCK ON THIS FORM,

I HAVE TO FILL IT OUT,

WHICH MEANS I HAVE TO EXAMINE YOU,

SO I'LL NEED YOU TO TAKE YOUR TOP OFF.

WHY DON'T YOU TAKE IT OFF?

WHY DON'T WE START OVER?

HI. I'M DR. REYNOLDS.

YOU'RE LOOKING AT ME

LIKE I'M AN ANIMAL OR SOMETHING,

YOU TIGHT-ASSED, SUIT-WEARING

MOTHERFUCKER.

ROLLING YOUR FRESH WHEELS, STACKING YOUR LOOT.

YOU DO JUST AS MUCH DAMAGE AS ANYONE ELSE.

YOU JUST HIDE YOUR SHIT BETTER, RIGHT?

YOU THINK YOU'RE SO DOWN, SO BIG-TIME COOL.

NO. THAT'S LAWYERS. I'M A DOCTOR.

I'M NOT GOING IN THAT OVEN AGAIN.

I'M NOT SOME FUCKIN' HOT DOG.

OK, THAT'S FAIR ENOUGH. I'LL MAKE YOU A DEAL.

IF YOU LET ME EXAMINE YOU, WE'LL JUST TAKE A CAT SCAN

AND FINISH OFF THE CHEMO.

YOU'RE A MOTHERFUCKIN' LIAR.

COULD BE.

AHEM.

NICE TOUCH.

WHAT ARE THESE FROM?

BULLETS.

BREATHE DEEPLY.

AGAIN.

DIDN'T YOU SEE THEM COMING?

YEAH.

YEAH, I SEEN THEM COMING.

THE BULLETS COME OUT THE GUNS

AND HIT ME IN THE CHEST.

WASN'T THERE SOME WARNING?

IF YOU'RE GOING TO SHOOT SOMEBODY,

WHY WARN HIM?

IT WAS A GET-BACK THING.

COUGH.

[COUGHING]

THAT'S ENOUGH.

[HOWLING]

HA HA HA!

THIS HAS CHEESE.

Waiter: WELL, YEAH. YOU ORDERED GOAT CHEESE.

YEAH. I ORDERED GOAT CHEESE.

I DIDN'T ORDER MOZZARELLA CHEESE.

MICHAEL, CAN YOU JUST--

Waiter: NO, IT'S OK.

I'LL MAKE YOU A FRESH ONE. NO PROBLEM.

MICHAEL IS NOT TALKING ABOUT THE HOUSE.

APPARENTLY 2 MILLION

IS TOO LOW A BID FOR THE PALISADES.

Chip: SO? BID HIGHER. JUST BID HIGHER

'CAUSE PRETTY SOON,

YOU WON'T BE WORRYING ABOUT THAT KIND OF MONEY.

TELL HIM THAT.

Chip: THE DIRECTOR OF ONCOLOGY

HAS BEEN VACANT FOR TWO MONTHS.

WHY DO YOU THINK THEY HAVEN'T EVEN RECRUITED OUTSIDE?

BECAUSE BRADFORD'S GOT YOU TAPPED FOR IT, BUDDY BOY.

Michael: HE'S GOT NEWMAN TAPPED FOR IT, BUDDY BOY.

Chip: OH, COME ON. NEWMAN IS A LIGHTWEIGHT. ANN ARBOR.

THERE IS NO SUCH THING

AS A MODEST SURGEON, IS THERE?

OH, MICHAEL'S NOT MODEST.

HE'S JUST SUPERSTITIOUS.

YOU'RE A HARVARD MED. YOU WERE CHIEF RESIDENT.

YOU KNOW DAMN WELL BRADFORD'S GOING TO PICK YOU.

HAS HE MENTIONED DINNER YET?

NO.

Waiter: YOUR RADICCHIO SALAD.

THANK YOU.

HE WILL.

ANY DAY NOW, HE'S GOING TO INVITE YOU OUT TO MORTON'S.

MORTON'S ON MONDAY. THAT'S HIS M.O.

I DON'T HAVE ANYTHING TO WEAR.

ALL RIGHT, GUYS. TO DR. REYNOLDS, FOLKS,

THE YOUNGEST HEAD OF A SECTION IN SURGERY.

FINALLY, A PARKING SPOT WITH YOUR NAME ON IT.

ARE YOU DRINKING WHAT I'M DRINKING?

YOU WILL REMEMBER YOUR FRIENDS, WON'T YOU?

WHAT WAS YOUR NAME?

HA HA HA!

'CAUSE I WANT THE BONE MARROW TRANSPLANT UNIT.

Chip: SO WHAT DID YOU THINK OF BLUE?

BLUE?

Michael: A REAL CHARMER.

SO LONG AS I DON'T HAVE TO MAKE HOUSE CALLS.

WHAT ARE YOU TALKING ABOUT?

A 16-YEAR-OLD GANGBANGER

WITH A RARE, HIGH-GRADE RETROPERITONEAL SARCOMA

YOUR HUSBAND HAD THE PLEASURE OF SEEING TODAY.

REALLY?

YOUTH AUTHORITY CASE. PEDIATRICS SENT HIM UP.

THIS IS, UM...DELICIOUS.

Victoria: WHAT DID HE DO?

Michael: WHO?

THE 16-YEAR-OLD BOY.

I READ HIS MEDICAL RECORD, HON, NOT HIS RAP SHEET.

Chip: WELL, I READ IT.

HE BLEW HIS STEPFATHER'S BRAINS OUT.

[VOMITING]

[MAN CALLS OUT]

"MAY BEAUTY BE BEFORE ME.

"MAY BEAUTY BE BEHIND ME.

"MAY BEAUTY BE ABOVE ME.

"MAY BEAUTY BE BELOW ME."

"MAY BEAUTY BE ALL AROUND ME."

COMING TO BED?

I THOUGHT SALLY LOOKED BEAUTIFUL TONIGHT.

ISN'T IT WONDERFUL HOW SHE JUST GLOWED?

SHE DIDN'T EVEN HAVE TO TELL US SHE WAS PREGNANT.

YES...

SHE GLOWED.

CAN YOU IMAGINE CHIP CHANGING A DIAPER?

HEH HEH.

STILL THINKING ABOUT THAT BOY YOU SAW TODAY?

WHY WOULD I BE THINKING ABOUT THAT BOY?

WHAT IS IT, MICHAEL?

LOOK, JIMMY, LOU BROCK.

WHAT DO YOU TRADE ME FOR HIM?

TAKE IT.

IT DOESN'T FIT ME ANYMORE.

I WANT YOU TO DO SOMETHING FOR ME.

I WANT YOU...

TO TURN OFF THE MACHINE.

NO.

DON'T BE AFRAID.

NO.

NO.

NO.

DON'T BE AFRAID.

JUST DO IT.

FOR ME, MIKEY.

MIGHTY MIKE.

MICHAEL, DO YOU HAVE A MINUTE?

BINGO.

MORTON'S, 7:00.

OH! HA HA HA!

OH, MY GOD. THIS IS IT!

WHAT SHOULD I WEAR?

HOW ABOUT THE NEW STILETTOS AND THOSE BLACK THIGH-HIGHS?

HA HA HA! YOU'RE TERRIBLE.

OK. AH, I HAVE A ZOO BOARD MEETING AT 2:30.

BY THE TIME I GET HOME...

DR. REYNOLDS.

[VICTORIA LAUGHS]

I'M JUST GOING TO HAVE TO MEET YOU THERE AT 7:00.

DON'T BE LATE.

AH, HA.

WHAT THE HELL IS THIS?

Nurse: IT'S YOUR WORST NIGHTMARE.

NO WAY.

HE'S BEEN TURFED OVER TO YOU.

WELL, I'M NOT SEEING HIM. PAGE DR. NEWMAN.

NO. IN SURGERY.

BYRNES, THEN.

PATHOLOGY.

HOW ARE YOU?

THE YOUTH FACILITY PHYSICIAN

SAYS YOU'RE REPORTING ABDOMINAL PAINS?

MORE THAN USUAL?

OK, MORE THAN USUAL.

REPORTS OF YOUR SCANS ARE BACK.

LET'S TAKE A LOOK.

FUCKED, HUH?

TUMOR'S GOTTEN LARGER.

EXCUSE ME FOR A MOMENT, PLEASE.

Michael: METASTASIS TO THE LIVER AND LUNGS.

Chip: DOUBLE WHAMMY.

WELL, THERE IT IS.

I GIVE HIM, UH, ONE...

MAYBE TWO MONTHS AT THE MOST.

STILL LOOKIN' PRETTY.

STILL LOOKIN' GOOD.

HEY! I GOTTA TAKE A LEAK!

THERE IS THE POSSIBILITY THAT HE MIGHT BE ELIGIBLE

FOR THE N.I.H. SARCOMA PROTOCOL OVER AT CITY OF HOPE.

[CHUCKLES]

Chip: WHAT?

COME ON. HE FITS ALL THE CRITERIA:

ADVANCED STAGE OF THE DISEASE.

NOBODY THIS FAR ALONG COULD SURVIVE THAT DEGREE OF TOXICITY,

ESPECIALLY A 16-YEAR-OLD KID.

OH, COME ON, MIKE. 16 IS AN ADVANTAGE.

YOU CAN DO ANYTHING TO A 16-YEAR-OLD.

ANYTHING BUT GUARANTEE THEM THEIR LIVES, RIGHT, CHIP?

LET'S BE FRANK, GENTLEMEN.

MR. MONROE'S A WARD OF THE STATE, RIGHT?

THEY PICK UP THE TAB HERE.

I WOULD STRONGLY ADVISE AGAINST IT.

SUBJECTING A KID--

A PATIENT TO A REGIMEN THAT--

AND I THINK DR. BYRNES WOULD HAVE TO AGREE--

WOULD BE A PAINFUL WASTE OF TIME.

I DISAGREE.

I THINK YOU SHOULD SCREEN HIM ANYWAY,

AND SEE IF HE DOES FIT THE CRITERIA.

YOU TAKE HIM OVER TO CITY OF HOPE THIS AFTERNOON.

LET'S GET HIM IN THERE BEFORE THEY CLOSE THEIR STUDY.

ME?

HE IS YOUR PATIENT...

ISN'T HE?

THEY WANT TO GIVE YOU HIGHER DOSES OF CHEMO.

THAT'S A FLY RIDE, MAN.

WHERE'S THE FAX?

THEY'RE INSTALLING IT TOMORROW MORNING.

[ENGINE STARTS, REVS]

[SIREN] NOW WHAT?

JESUS CHRIST!

MONROE.

SON OF A BITCH!

DROP IT!

DROP IT!

[THUD]

YOU MAKE A SOUND, AND YOU'RE GONNA DIE.

I'LL PEEL YOUR CAP RIGHT HERE, RIGHT NOW, MOTHERFUCKER.

WHAT'S THE PROBLEM?

UHH!

SHUT UP AND MOVE!

HELP ME! COME ON.

OK. OK.

OK. OK.

DRIVE!

I SAID DRIVE!

DRIVE!

CALL THE POLICE! GET ME OUT OF HERE!

GET ME OUT OF HERE!

HELP ME! HELP!

GET ME OUT OF HERE!

CALL THE POLICE!

YOU NEED TO BE IN A HOSPITAL.

AAH!

SHIT, MAN, I THOUGHT I WAS GOING TO HAVE TO

PEEL THAT MAN'S CAP BACK THERE,

MESS WITH HIS MOTHERFUCKIN' RIDE,

BUT THIS IS MUCH BETTER.

UH...

YOU WOULDN'T...

PEEL A DOCTOR'S CAP, WOULD YOU?

I'LL DROP YOU. I COULD CARE LESS.

NO. DR. REYNOLDS HASN'T CALLED IN.

THIS IS MRS. REYNOLDS.

OK. LET ME TRY PAGING HIM.

IT'S IMPORTANT THAT I REACH HIM.

[ON P.A.] DR. REYNOLDS,

PLEASE CALL NURSE STATION ONE A.S.A.P.

[BEEPING]

* TAKE 'EM UP 10 TO THE FULL JAM *

* TAKE 'EM UP 10 TO THE FULL JAM *

* TAKE 'EM UP 10 TO THE FULL JAM *

* TAKE 'EM UP 10 TO THE FULL JAM *

Man: THEY GOT THIS GUY ALL HANDCUFFED AND SHIT

LIKE IT'S 1712.

[SIRENS]

JESUS, THIS LOOKS LIKE THE 6:00 NEWS.

IT'S THE HAZARDS, MAN.

YOU DON'T WANT TO GO IN THE HAZARDS AT NIGHT.

EVEN THE GRANDMAS GOT TATTOOS OUT HERE.

DON'T WORRY. NO ONE'S GOING TO MESS WITH YOU, MAN.

THERE'S TOO MANY JODAS AROUND.

DON'T.

THIS YOUR, UH... YOUR HOOD?

WHOLE MOTHERFUCKIN' COUNTRY WAS OUR HOOD

ABOUT 400 YEARS AGO.

SEE, I'M A MIX. HALF-BREED. HALF-NAVAJO.

Blue: DON'T STARE. DON'T STARE.

* IT'S A BIRD, IT'S A PLANE... *

[GUNSHOT]

Blue: IT'S JUST ANOTHER CRACKHEAD ROBBING A STORE.

HEY, PULL IN HERE.

Michael: WHAT FOR?

JUST PULL IN.

GET OUT.

I GOT ONE, TWO MONTHS AT THE MOST.

YEAH, I HEARD YOU MOTHERFUCKERS.

SO WHAT THE FUCK IF I BUST A CAP

IN YOUR ASS RIGHT NOW, HUH?

NOW GET OUT.

YOU GOT TOOLS?

TOOLS?

MAN, DON'T REMARK ME.

THEY'RE IN THE TRUNK, I GUESS.

I DON'T KNOW. I JUST GOT IT. I--

WELL THEN OPEN

THE MOTHERFUCKIN' TRUNK, THEN.

EASY.

EASY.

Blue: OTRO DíA, OTRA MUERTE.

[CHILDREN YELLING]

HOW DO THEY LIVE LIKE THIS?

IT'S THEIR 'HOOD, MAN.

OHH!

YOU'RE STEALING THIS CAR?

NO, YOU ARE.

I DON'T GOT A LICENSE.

BING-BANG.

I COULD CARE LESS.

[ENGINE STARTS]

STILL GOT THE TOUCH, MAN.

BUT WHAT ABOUT MY--

THAT IS A $176,000 CAR.

YOU'RE ABOUT TO TRADE DOWN, MAN.

NOW DRIVE.

DRIVE.

[TIRES SCREECH]

BUST A--YOU STUPID?

EASY, BUST A RIGHT.

[SIRENS]

HEY, WATCH OUT, WATCH OUT.

CAREFUL.

BUST A RIGHT IN THERE.

GO LEFT.

LEFT.

RIGHT IN THERE. RIGHT IN THERE.

[MEXICAN MUSIC PLAYING]

MY MAN, SMOKES.

WHAT'S UP, HOMIE?

WHAT'S UP?

YOU STILL GETTING FUCKED UP OVER SOME BITCH?

OH, YEAH. YOU KNOW IT.

I JUST AIN'T GOT TURNED OUT

LIKE YOUR ASS YET.

FUCK YOU, HOMES.

FUCK YOU, HOMEBOY.

OH, YOU FOR REAL, MAN.

OH, YEAH, BUT, UH...

WHO THE FUCK IS THIS MOTHERFUCKER RIGHT HERE?

OH, HE'S ALL RIGHT, MAN.

THAT'S MY DOCTOR. HE'S COOL.

HE'S GOING TO MAKE SURE I'M ALL RIGHT.

I SEE DOCTOR GOT HIMSELF ALL HEMMED UP, HUH?

[DRILL]

YOU KNOW, YOU NEED SOME MOTHERFUCKER

TO WALK-THROUGH METAL DETECTORS

IN THAT DAMN HOSPITAL, I'M TELLING YOU,

CAUSE, SHIT, I JUST WALK RIGHT UP

IN THAT MOTHERFUCKER STRAPPED.

YOU KNOW WHAT I'M SAYING?

THEY BE CHECKING, LIKE, 1 OUT OF 10,

SO I FIGURED I JUST STASH THE NINE

IN THE CEILING OF THE FOURTH-FLOOR BATHROOM.

THAT'S GREAT.

HEY, MAN, YOU KNOW,

I GOT THIS REAL BAD PAIN IN MY SIDE.

CHECK IT OUT.

HA HA HA.

I DON'T PAY ATTENTION TO THAT FATHER FIGURE.

I JUST HANDLE MINE,

AND I'M ROLLIN' WITH THE TRIGGER.

HEY, DOC,

CHECK IT OUT, MAN.

IT'S A FLY COLOR, HUH?

YOU HAVE ANY IDEA HOW TOXIC THAT IS?

HEY, DOC.

THE DRILL IS TALKING TO ME.

THE DRILL, THE DRILL.

HE SAY HE GOING TO KILL YOUR BITCH ASS.

[DRILL]

BRANDON.

LISTEN TO ME.

YOU HAVE STAGE FOUR RETROPERITONEAL SARCOMA.

WHAT'S STAGE FOUR MEAN?

IT MEANS

YOU HAVE AN ADVANCED INOPERABLE TUMOR.

YOUR ONLY HOPE IS HIGH-DOSE CHEMOTHERAPY.

YEAH, I KIND OF THOUGHT THAT.

BUT BEFORE I DIE,

I'M GONNA GET ME AS MUCH PUSSY AS I CAN GET.

BRANDON, I CAN UNDERSTAND

HOW THIS MIGHT MAKE YOU A BIT UNSTABLE.

BY THE WAY, THE MONIKER'S BLUE.

BRANDON MONROE'S JUST A NAME ON A FILE.

BLUE.

ALL RIGHT, BLUE, WHERE ARE WE GOING?

IS THAT TOO MUCH TO ASK?

ARIZONA?

SHIPROCK. NAVAJO RESERVATION.

ARE YOU INSANE?

DIBá NITSAA? WHAT THE HELL IS THIS?

IT'S DABENSA. WE'RE GOING TO MEET SOMEONE THERE.

WHO?

THAT'S ENOUGH QUESTIONS, ALL RIGHT?

JUST DO WHAT I TELL YOU TO DO.

[ENGINE ACCELERATES]

HEY, WHAT THE FUCK ARE YOU DOING?

JUST TRYING TO MAKE UP A LITTLE TIME.

I HAVE TO BE AT MORTON'S AT 7:00.

THAT SOUNDS LIKE A FAGGOT. IS HE YOUR BUTT BUDDY?

NO. "HE" IS A RESTAURANT.

SOUNDS LIKE A FAGGOT RESTAURANT.

SOUNDS LIKE YOU'VE HAD EXPERIENCE.

YOU KNOW, I HEAR THIS IS A NOTORIOUS SPEED TRAP.

WE SHOULD BE CAREFUL.

HEY.

YOU WANT TO TEAR IT?

I'M IN CONTROL NOW.

Blue: WHOO!

[TIRES SCREECH]

Blue: WHOO!

NO, NO, NO, NO! STOP IT!

WE'RE GOING TO DIE!

WE'RE GOING TO DIE!

Michael: WE'RE GOING TO DIE!

AAH!

Blue: YOU HIT 118! DETROIT IRON, MAN!

WHOO! HA HA HA.

HA HA HA. YEAH!

Michael: YOU'RE CRAZY.

HA HA HA.

VICTORIA, I WONDER

IF HE HAS, UH, FORGOTTEN US, HMM?

MS. REYNOLDS, YOU HAVE A PHONE CALL.

THANK YOU. EXCUSE ME.

HELLO.

HI, VICTORIA.

CHIP, WHERE IS HE? MICHAEL TOLD ME THAT--

HE DISAPPEARED.

WHAT?

Blue: GO SLOW.

[CRYING]

THAT'S A BALANCED MEAL.

CAN I HELP YOU?

$30.00 ON NUMBER FIVE.

64.50.

OUT OF 100.

YOU KNOW, MISS,

YOU REALLY SHOULDN'T BE SMOKING

AROUND THAT INFANT.

THERE'S NO VENTILATION IN HERE AT ALL.

SECONDARY SMOKE CAN DO IRREPARABLE DAMAGE

TO A RESPIRATORY SYSTEM THAT YOUNG.

35.50 IS YOUR CHANGE.

WHAT, ARE YOU A FUCKING DOCTOR?

WELL, AS A MATTER OF FACT--

I DON'T NEED NOBODY TELLING ME HOW TO TAKE CARE OF MY KID.

YOU WANT THIS JOB, ASSHOLE?

HUH?

MISS, IF YOU KNEW THE STATISTICS,

I'M SURE YOU WOULDN'T TAKE THAT ATTITUDE.

FUCK YOU.

KEEP FIRING UP THOSE MENTHOLATOR LIGHTS, BITCH,

AND JUNIOR'LL END UP LOOKING JUST LIKE ME.

BOTH OF YOU TWO GET THE HELL OUT OF HERE RIGHT NOW...

OR I'M CALLING MY BOYFRIEND.

Radio: KBA-FM AT THE TOP OF THE HOUR.

LUCKY 108-FM, THE TRISTATE HOME OF CLASSIC ROCK

FROM THE SIXTIES, SEVENTIES, AND EIGHTIES.

WHOO-HO! ROCKING ON GLITTER PLATFORMS

WITH DAVID BOWIE WITH SUFFRAGETTE CITY.

* DON'T LEAN ON ME, MAN *

"THAT SECONDARY SMOKE CAN CAUSE IRREPARABLE DAMAGE

TO A RESPIRATORY SYSTEM THAT YOUNG," HUH?

THAT'S ALL RIGHT, MAN.

YEAH, THAT'S ALL RIGHT. THAT'S--THAT'S FINE.

YOU KNOW, MY WIFE IS PROBABLY HAVING

A NERVOUS BREAKDOWN RIGHT NOW.

I MISSED THE MOST IMPORTANT DINNER

OF MY LIFE.

YES, EVERYTHING'S ALL RIGHT.

IT'S JUST PEACHY.

YOU KNOW, A LOT OF WEIRD SHIT HAPPENS IN LIFE.

* ALL RIGHT *

[CHANGES RADIO STATION]

[TLC SINGING SWITCH]

[CHANGES RADIO STATION]

* SUFFRAGETTE CITY *

[CHANGES RADIO STATION]

[TLC SINGING SWITCH]

WHAT ARE THOSE?

JUST SOME As, MAN.

AMPHETAMINES?

LIVE IT UP, YOU KNOW. LIVE IT UP.

CANDY BARS, ALCOHOL, CIGARETTES.

THE HUMAN BODY

IS A REMARKABLE AND RESILIENT THING,

BUT YOU CAN'T CONTINUE WITH THIS KIND OF ABUSE.

YOUR WHITE BLOOD COUNT IS EXTREMELY LOW--

HEY, FUCK THAT. FUCK THAT!

WHITE BLOOD COUNT, RED BLOOD COUNT.

THINK I GIVE A FUCK ABOUT EITHER ONE?

IS IT ANY WORSE THAN THE SHIT YOU GIVE ME?

WELL, YOU'RE GOING TO HAVE TO CRASH SOMETIME,

I PROMISE YOU.

YOU THINK YOU KNOW WHAT'S GOOD FOR ME?

YOU DON'T KNOW SHIT, MAN.

IT'S UNEXPLANATORY HOW I GETS WICKED,

BUT IT'S MANDATORY THAT I JUST KICK IT.

PULL OVER.

WHAT?

PULL OVER.

WHY ARE WE PULLING OVER?

ARE THE--

NO, NO, NO, MAN. WAY OVER.

THIS DOES NOT LOOK SAFE.

IT'S NOT SAFE.

IT'S ONLY BEAUTIFUL.

WHAT?

KEEP ROLLING.

WHAT WAS THAT?

CATTLE GUARD.

IT'S COOL.

HUH?

IT'S COOL. YOU CAN STOP HERE. STOP.

STOP HERE?

WE'RE NOT STOPPING HERE.

WHY ARE WE STOPPING HERE?

SLEEP.

TO SLEEP?

YOU KNOW, WE'RE GOING TO GET SHOT BY SOME RANCHER

OUT HERE AFTER ALL THIS.

NAH. AIN'T NO RANCHERS OUT HERE.

MOUNTAIN LIONS, MAYBE.

NO, NO, NO. YOU KNOW WHAT?

AIN'T NO MOUNTAIN LIONS OUT HERE.

I THINK THERE'S DEVIL WORSHIPPERS, MAN.

THEY CUT US UP AND DRINK OUR BLOOD.

THIS LOOK LIKE THE KIND OF PLACE THEY HANG.

WOULD YOU BE QUIET PLEASE?

NAH, YOU--ALIENS.

THERE'S ALIENS OUT HERE.

LITTLE WHITE MOTHERFUCKERS, MAN.

WOULD YOU PLEASE BE QUIET?

THE ARMY KNOWS ALL ABOUT THIS SHIT, MAN.

THEY'VE BEEN KEEPING IT A SECRET.

THEY GOT THESE BIG FUCKIN' MOTHERFUCKERS

SPACESHIPS UP THERE.

THEY BEAM US UP AND CUT US UP WITH LASERS LIKE COWS.

WOULD YOU PLEASE BE QUIET?!

GOOD NIGHT, DOC.

GOOD NIGHT.

HE'S OUT THERE, MAN.

HE'S OUT THERE.

GOOD NEWS.

THERE'S NO BLOOD AND NO BODY.

THAT'S WHAT THE SHERIFF'S OFFICE SAYS.

OH, I THINK THAT'S

VERY REASSURING, VICTORIA.

I SENT CALLIE OFF WITH ROSA THIS MORNING.

I JUST COULDN'T BEAR

TO TELL HER WHY MICHAEL'S MOTHER'S FLYING IN.

DON'T WORRY, HONEY.

I MEAN, HE'S ONLY A 16-YEAR-OLD BOY.

Michael, sighing: PLEASE, GOD, LET HIM BE GONE.

LET HIM BE GONE.

I'LL NEVER-- I'LL NEVER CHEAT

ANOTHER INSURANCE COMPANY.

I'LL--I'LL BUY VICTORIA THE HOUSE.

WHATEVER IT TAKES, I--

JUST PLEASE, GOD, I BEG YOU,

JUST LET ME GET OUT OF THIS.

GET OUT OF THIS.

[ENGINE STARTS]

UHH!

MORNING, DOC.

LET'S GO.

SUBHUMAN PIECE OF SHIT.

[RING]

Woman: PLEASE LEAVE A MESSAGE AT THE BEEP.

[BEEP]

HELLO. THIS IS BRANDON MONROE.

I'M IN ARIZONA. I'M ON MY WAY.

[HANGS UP PHONE]

EVERYTHING'S COOL. LET'S ROLL.

[COUGHING]

I SAID LET'S ROLL.

LOOK, BLUE, I'M LOSING MY MIND.

I'M--IF YOU PUT THAT GUN AWAY...

AND LET ME OUT RIGHT NOW...

I'LL FORGET THIS WHOLE THING EVER HAPPENED.

I WON'T EVEN PRESS CHARGES, I SWEAR TO GOD.

MAN, YOU'RE AS DUMB AS 2 BRICKS.

I'M DUMB?

I'M DUMB?

RIGHT NOW,

THERE IS A MANHUNT UNDERWAY FOR YOU AND ME, MY FRIEND.

I'M TALKING F.B.I., STATE POLICE.

THERE--THERE--OUR PICTURES

ARE PROBABLY PLASTERED ALL OVER THE FRONT PAGE.

DON'T FLATTER YOURSELF, MAN.

THE NEXT TIME WE STOP FOR GAS-- AND BY THE WAY,

THIS BABY IS GETTING ABOUT 10 MILES TO THE GALLON--

THE NEXT TIME WE STOP ANYWHERE FOR ANYTHING,

THIS WHOLE CHARADE IS OVER!

FINISHED, DONE, FINITO.

ANYWHERE, HUH?

[MOTORCYCLES ROARING]

Blue: YEAH, OK, ALL RIGHT.

PULL IN HERE RIGHT NOW.

RIGHT...HERE.

[JUKEBOX] * I'M SO LONESOME ALL THE TIME *

* SINCE I LEFT MY BABY BEHIND *

LOOKS LIKE NOBODY READ THE FRONT PAGES YET.

OH, YEAH. WHEN YOU'RE CHECKING OUT THE MENU,

REMEMBER, MR. GLOCK'S

GOING TO BE LOOKING RIGHT AT YOUR DICK,

SO YOU TRY TO GIVE ANY ROPE, ANY,

YOU WILL MAKE THE FRONT PAGE.

YOU KNOW WHAT I'M SAYING? SO SIT DOWN.

* LOOKING FORWARD TO HAPPIER TIMES *

* ON BLUE BAYOU *

* I'M GOING BACK SOMEDAY *

BREAKFAST?

YEAH.

THE SPECIAL?

WHAT IS THE SPECIAL?

IT'S ON THE MENU.

2 STRIPS OF BACON, EGGS, SUNNY SIDE UP,

HASH BROWNS, STIR-FRIED PERCH,

AND A SIDE OF TARTAR SAUCE.

DO YOU HAVE ANYTHING

THAT WOULD CONSTITUTE NOURISHMENT ON YOUR MENU?

WE GOT WHAT WE GOT,

AND WE DON'T GOT WHAT WE DON'T GOT.

DO YOU GOT CARROT JUICE?

NO. WE GOT CARROTS.

2 SPECIALS.

AND A CARROT.

* OH, TO SEE MY BABY AGAIN *

Blue: NICE TITS, HUH?

Michael: I BEG YOUR PARDON.

YOU WERE CHECKING OUT HER TITS.

I WASN'T CHECKING OUT ANYTHING.

YEAH, YOU WERE. YOU WERE CHECKING 'EM.

NICE ASS, TOO, HUH?

WHAT WOULD YOUR WIFE SAY?

WHY DON'T YOU GROW SOME PUBIC HAIR, JUNIOR?

I GOT PUBIC HAIR.

THAT'S THE ONE PLACE I GOT HAIR LEFT.

YOU'RE LUCKY.

HA HA HA.

Man: OOH, YEAH.

* SOMEDAY, GOING TO TAKE AWAY *

* THIS HURTIN' INSIDE *

* I'LL NEVER BE BLUE *

BETTER EAT UP, MAN.

WE WON'T BE HANGING ALL DAY.

* BLUE BAYOU *

HEY, FUZZ.

YOU KNOW, IT MIGHT BE WISE TO TAKE A BREATH

BETWEEN BITES ONCE IN A WHILE.

WHAT THE FUCK DO YOU CARE HOW I EAT OR WHAT I EAT?

WELL, DO YOU THINK THERE MIGHT BE SOME RELATIONSHIP

BETWEEN WHAT YOU'RE PUTTING IN YOUR BODY

AND THE STATE THAT IT'S IN?

YOU SHOULD SEE THE SHIT THEY GIVE US IN JAIL.

HORSE COCK AND PISS.

[VOICE MUFFLED] ...THAT'LL KILL YA.

Man: YEAH! [LAUGHS]

I KNEW I COULD MAKE IT.

YOU HAVE ANY FAMILY, BLUE?

MY POPS, MY REAL FATHER,

HE WAS A DOWN MOTHERFUCKER, MAN,

BUT HE'S DEAD.

MY MOTHER DIED IN JAIL, TOO.

MY BROTHERS ARE ALL LOCKED UP AND SHIT.

MY SISTER, SHE'S RAISING TWO KIDS BY HERSELF.

DO YOU HAVE ANY FRIENDS?

ALL THE Gs, THE ONES I USED TO HANG WITH,

THEY'RE ALL GLOCKED UP OR LOCKED UP,

EXCEPT SMOKES.

I DON'T KNOW NOBODY ELSE THERE NO MORE.

YOU SEE, I WAS 13 WHEN I WENT TO JAIL.

NOW I'M 16.

NOBODY KNOWS WHO I AM NO MORE.

YOU KNOW WHAT I'M SAYING?

I'VE GROWN OLD.

I HAVE A DAUGHTER.

SHE'S--SHE'S 3.

I HAVE HER PICTURE. WOULD YOU LIKE TO SEE IT?

WHY THE FUCK NOT?

Man: OH, YEAH, YEAH!

THAT'S MY WIFE ON THE RIGHT AND MY DAUGHTER ON THE LEFT.

OBVIOUSLY.

I WORRY ABOUT HER GROWING UP.

SHE LOOKS NICE. WHAT'S HER NAME?

CALANTHA, CALLIE.

MY MOTHER'S IDEA.

THAT'S A NICE NAME.

YEAH, I LIKE A DIFFERENT NAME.

MY HOMEGIRL'S NAME WAS LEILANI.

LEILANI. I LIKE THAT.

SHE WAS THE ONE THAT GOT ME SHOT UP.

BITCH SET ME UP.

YOU'RE A PRETTY GOOD FATHER, MAN?

YOU'D HAVE TO ASK CALLIE.

'CAUSE YOU COULD, LIKE, BE ACTING THE FATHER ROLE,

WHICH MAYBE YOU'RE NOT. YOU KNOW WHAT I'M SAYING?

MY FOSTER FATHER,

HE USED TO BEAT THE SHIT OUT OF ME

AND HIS OTHER KIDS

WITH HIS BELT, WITH THE END WITH THE BUCKLE

EVERY NIGHT HE COULD GET HIS HANDS ON US.

SICK MOTHERFUCKER, MAN.

I SHOULD HAVE

PEELED HIS CAP A LOT SOONER.

HE WAS ALWAYS,

"YOU LITTLE HALF-BREED, YOU LITTLE RED NIGGER."

I'M THE ONE HE ALWAYS TIED UP.

I USED TO GO CRAZY WHEN I HEARD HIM COMING,

BUT I KNEW WHERE HE KEPT HIS GAT.

A 9-MILLIMETER MR. RUGER.

[POOL BALLS CRASHING]

HA HA HA.

SO ONE NIGHT, HE PUT IT TO MY FOSTER MOM REAL BAD.

TIED HER TO THE RADIATOR, MADE US WATCH THAT SHIT.

SO THAT WAS THE NIGHT

I KILLED HIS ASS, MAN, WITH HIS OWN GUN.

I DIDN'T EVEN THINK ABOUT IT TWICE.

BAM BAM BAM!

YOU GOING TO EAT YOUR FOOD?

NO. YOU WANT TO KILL YOURSELF, BE MY GUEST.

Blue: HOW'S THAT CARROT, MAN?

LISTEN, BLUE.

I'M TALKING TO YOU NOW,

HUMAN BEING TO HUMAN BEING.

OH, YOU MEAN

LIKE AN EMOTIONAL CONVERSATION?

YOU COULD CALL IT THAT.

YEAH.

I LIKE TO SIT BACK AND JUST CONVERSATE.

WELL, IF YOU WANT ME

TO DRIVE YOU TO THIS SACRED MOUNTAIN,

OR WHEREVER, OR WHOMEVER, THAT'S FINE.

I--I DON'T MIND DRIVING. I JUST--

I WANT TO SEE MY WIFE AND DAUGHTER AGAIN.

THAT'S ALL I WANT. THAT'S ALL--THAT'S ALL--

DON'T GET SO PUMPED UP.

YOU'RE GETTING ALL PUMPED UP.

YOU LOOK LIKE YOU'RE HAVING A NIC FIT.

YOU WANT A SMOKE?

NO, THANK YOU. I...

I WOULD LIKE TO URINATE, IF THAT'S OK.

* LEAVE ME ALONE HERE IN THE RAIN *

* TO CRY FOR YOU *

GO AHEAD.

URINATE.

THANK YOU.

Man: SHOOT THE BALL.

EXCUSE ME.

HEY, MAN.

[VOMITING]

Michael: FRENCHMAN SOMETHING OR OTHER.

I DIDN'T NOTICE

THE ENTIRE NAME OF THE PLACE.

IT'S A BAR, A DINER, FOR CHRIST SAKES.

I'M IN SHITSVILLE, ARIZONA.

HOW SHOULD I KNOW?

JUST GET SOMEONE HERE.

HE'S GOT A GUN, A VERY LARGE GUN.

YOU'RE MOTHERFUCKIN' LIAR.

HELP. HELP.

WHAT'S THE MATTER?

HE WANTED TO SUCK MY DICK.

I WAS HITCHING A RIDE BACK TO THE RES, MAN.

HE PROMISED TO BUY ME BREAKFAST.

SON OF A...

OH, FUCK. JUST WHAT I NEED.

GENTLEMEN, I AM A MARRIED MAN WITH A CHILD.

DO I LOOK LIKE A HOMOSEXUAL TO YOU?

OHH!

Fuzzy: STUPID MOTHERFUCKER.

GODDAMN IT!

I'LL KILL YA, YOU IDIOT!

WELL, IF YOU CAN'T SUCK HIS DICK,

YOU SURE AS HELL CAN SUCK MINE!

DAMN IT, TAKE IT OUTSIDE!!

YOU KNOW BETTER THAN THAT.

YOU KNOW BETTER THAN THAT.

Fuzzy: COME ON! GET OUT OF HERE!

YOU FUCKING FAGGOT!

LOWER THAN WHALE SHIT. GET HIM UP.

HOLD HIM!

Blue: LET'S GO!

HOP IN, SHIT HEAD!

Fuzzy: MOTHERFUCKER!

Man: SON OF A BITCH!

MOVE IT! GO, GO!

Man: COME ON, MAN, GET THE FUCKIN' TRUCK!

LET'S GO, MAN!

ALL RIGHT, ASSHOLE,

WE'RE GONNA BE RUNNIN' THE SIDE ROADS FROM NOW.

YOU MANIAC! THEY WERE GONNA KILL ME!

I THOUGHT YOU TRIED TO TALK STRAIGHT UP TO ME.

I SHOULD'VE KNOWN BETTER.

I SHOULD'VE TAKEN YOU OUT BACK THERE. FUCK!

SHIT!

OH, GREAT!

NOW LET'S HAVE A SHOOTOUT.

OH, GODDAMN IT!

GET BEHIND THE WHEEL.

IF YOU CAN DRIVE LIKE THAT, WHAT DO YOU NEED ME FOR?

BECAUSE I'M DYING, ASSHOLE.

[SIREN]

WE GOT A 911 CALL FROM A DR. REYNOLDS.

MRS. REYNOLDS.

I'M SO GLAD YOU'RE HERE. I'M SO WORRIED.

GRANDMA! GRANDMA! GRANDMA, DADDY'S LOST!

MY GIRL. MY FAVORITE ANGEL.

WONDERFUL TO SEE YOU. OH, SHE'S SO BIG.

GIVE GRANDMA A KISS.

[HONK HONK]

HEY, EARL.

Blue: COME ON, LET'S GO PAY.

COME ON, MOVE IT.

I SAID LET'S GO PAY FOR GAS.

HEY! YOU GODDAMN FOOL.

THAT WAS ALL YOUR MONEY, ALL THE FUCKIN' MONEY!

I'LL BEAT THE SHIT OUT OF YOU.

GO AHEAD AND BEAT THE SHIT OUT OF ME.

GIVE ME YOUR WATCH.

GIVE ME YOUR WATCH. GIVE ME YOUR FUCKIN' WATCH,

YOU FUCKIN' PUNK!

I SHOULD'VE BLOWN UP

YOUR MOTHERFUCKIN' PORSCHE,

YOU SICK MOTHERFUCKER!

NO, I'M THE DOCTOR.

YOU'RE THE SICK LITTLE MOTHERFUCKER.

NO FUCKIN' WAY.

NO FUCKIN' WAY!

THERE'S ABOUT SIX ROWS OF PUMPING

AND A TRUCKING JAMMING

BETWEEN US AND THE CASHIER. NOBODY'S GONNA HEAR NOTHIN'.

YOU KNOW WHAT I'M SAYING?

GIVE ME THE RING, OR YOU'RE GONNA DIE.

I'LL PEEL YOUR CAP RIGHT HERE, POINT BLANK.

YOU GO AHEAD AND PEEL MY CAP,

YOU LITTLE BASTARD.

I'M AFRAID WE'RE GONNA HAVE TO GO

30,000 RADS, DOC.

MAKE THAT 50,000 RADS.

STRAP THE MOTHERFUCKER IN.

PULL THE SWITCH!

GOD.

OH, YOU'RE GONNA HAVE TO DIE SOMETIME,

BUT BEFORE YOU DO,

I'M GONNA TELL YOU SOMETHIN',

SOMETHING THIS BIG OLD G ONCE TOLD ME.

HE WAS NO REGULAR PERSON OFF THE RESERVATION.

HE KNEW WHERE THE ANIMALS GO.

HE KNEW WHERE THEY WERE GONNA COME

AND WHERE THEY WERE GONNA GO.

HE WAS FROM SHIPROCK,

A FULL-BLOWN MEDICINE MAN.

YEAH, WE KICK IT AT NIGHT,

SITTIN' AT A CAMPFIRE,

JUST LISTENIN' TO HIM TELL STORIES,

AND ONE OF THEM, I NEVER FORGOT.

YOU WANNA HEAR IT?!

[HORN HONKS]

60,000 RADS!

TORCH THE MOTHERFUCKER!

YES!

OH, LOOKS LIKE YOU WANNA HEAR IT.

YOU SEE, LONG AGO, THERE WAS THIS FAMILY.

THEY HAD TWO BROTHERS.

ONE WAS SMALL AND STRONG.

THE OTHER WAS BIG AND WEAK.

THE WEAK ONE GOT SICKER AND SICKER.

HE WAS DYING.

HE COULDN'T WALK.

Jimmy: TAKE IT.

Blue: SO HIS FAMILY--

THEY CALLED FOR EVERY MEDICINE MAN

FOR HUNDREDS OF MILES AROUND,

LIKE, FROM EVERY RESERVATION,

EVEN THE UTES AND THE APACHE,

BUT NOBODY COULD DO SHIT ABOUT IT.

THEN, LIKE, AT SUNRISE ONE MORNING...

Jimmy: MIGHTY MIKE.

Blue: THIS BEETLE

CLIMBED UP ON THE SICK BOY'S BED...

I WANT YOU TO DO SOMETHING FOR ME.

SAY YES.

Blue: SO HIS FAMILY--

THEY'RE FAST RUNNERS, TOO, MAN--

THEY CHASE THE SUN WHEN IT COMES UP,

AND THEY RUN AWAY FROM IT WHEN IT STARTS TO GO DOWN.

FOR ME, MIKEY.

MIGHTY MIKE.

Blue: THIS BEETLE CLIMBED UP

ON THE SICK BOY'S BED.

NO.

Blue: THEY LOVE THE SUN, THESE TIGER BEETLES.

THEY'RE TOUGH,

AND THEY'RE FAST RUNNERS, TOO. MAN.

THEY CHASE THE SUN WHEN IT COMES UP,

AND THEY RUN AWAY FROM IT WHEN IT STARTS TO GO DOWN.

[BELLS TOLL]

AAH!

AHH.

Blue: THE SUNCHASER--

HE SAID A PRAYER, AND HE TOLD THE BOY,

"FOLLOW ME TO THE LAKE ON THE SACRED MOUNTAIN.

"IF YOU SWIM IN ITS WATERS, IT WILL CURE YOU

OF ALL YOUR DISEASE."

Blue: SHIT, FOR FOUR FUCKIN' DAYS,

THE SUNCHASER CAME AT SUNRISE,

AND FOR FOUR DAYS,

HE SAID HIS PRAYER AND MADE HIS PROMISE,

BUT NOBODY BELIEVED THE BOY

WHEN HE TOLD THEM ABOUT THE SUNCHASER'S PROMISE.

NOBODY, EXCEPT FINALLY, HIS BROTHER.

HE WAS SMALL, BUT HE WAS TOUGH.

HE WAS THE ONLY ONE

THAT WAS REALLY DOWN FOR HIS BROTHER.

SO AT NEXT SUNRISE,

THE YOUNGER BROTHER RODE WITH HIS OLDER BROTHER

ON HIS HORSE.

THEY WENT FROM SUNRISE, FOLLOWING THE SUNCHASER.

THEY RODE FOR FUCKING DAYS

UNTIL THEY REACHED THAT MOUNTAIN.

AND WHEN THEY DID, THE YOUNGER BROTHER,

HE CLIMBED UP THAT MOUNTAIN

WITH HIS SICK OLDER BROTHER ON HIS BACK.

DO YOU KNOW WHAT I'M SAYIN'?

AND HE PUT HIM IN THE WATER,

AND HE STARTED TO SWIM,

AND THERE WAS NOTHIN' WRONG WITH HIM NO MORE,

NOTHIN' AT ALL.

Blue: I LEARNED A LOT OF DOWN SHIT

FROM THAT OLD MEDICINE MAN.

MAY BEAUTY BE BEFORE ME.

MAY BEAUTY BE BEHIND ME.

MAY BEAUTY BE ABOVE ME.

MAY BEAUTY BE BELOW ME.

MAY BEAUTY BE ALL AROUND ME.

I GOT A HEART JUST LIKE YOU DO.

SEE, WHEN I GOT SICK,

LIKE, NOBODY CARED ABOUT ME.

YOU KNOW, YOU THINK YOU'RE GONNA DIE,

AND THEY'RE LIKE...

I WAS IN JAIL, HOPIN' FOR SOMEONE TO HELP ME.

I WROTE TO THAT OLD MEDICINE MAN FROM JAIL.

HE MADE ME THAT PRAYER TO SAY

WHENEVER I FELT BAD.

AND JUST LIKE THE SUNCHASER,

HE TOLD ME THAT HE WOULD TAKE ME

TO THAT LAKE ON THE SACRED MOUNTAIN

AND DRIVE OUT ALL OF MY SICKNESS.

AND IF YOU THINK THAT

YOU'RE GONNA STOP ME FROM GETTING THERE,

YOU'RE DEAD WRONG.

YOU AIN'T DEEP ENOUGH.

DAMN.

[TRIGGER CLICKS]

WELL, WHAT DO YOU KNOW?

THE BLACK TALKING GOD MUST BE WITH YOU TODAY.

MAYBE I'LL KILL YOU, MAYBE I WON'T.

NOW, I'LL GET US SOME GAS.

[HORN HONKS]

[HONK HONK]

FILL IT UP PLEASE ON 16.

16.

HAVEN'T I SEEN YOU ON TV?

OH, GOODNESS NO.

YOU LOOK JUST LIKE THAT GAL

ON DESIGNING WOMEN.

WHAT'S HER NAME?

I DON'T WATCH TELEVISION.

I BET YOU TELL THAT TO EVERYBODY.

YOU'RE RIGHT, I DO. HA HA HA.

I DON'T THINK THAT'S YOUR NAME, THOUGH.

NO, THAT'S MY NAME,

AND I'LL BE RIGHT BACK TO SIGN MY AUTOGRAPH.

RIGHT.

Cashier: $20 ON PUMP 16.

Cashier: $20 ON PUMP 16.

THERE WAS ALSO

CONSIDERABLE PROPERTY DAMAGE,

AND TWO MOTORCYCLES

WERE, SHALL WE SAY, MALICIOUSLY DESTROYED.

PERHAPS I MISSED A BEAT.

JUST WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU PEOPLE INSINUATING?

MY HUSBAND IS THE HOSTAGE HERE.

NO ONE IS INSINUATING ANYTHING.

YOUR HUSBAND MADE A JUDGMENT CALL.

HE TOOK IT UPON HIMSELF TO DEMAND

THAT A YOUTHFUL OFFENDER

BE TRANSPORTED TO ANOTHER FACILITY.

A PATIENT.

A TERMINALLY-ILL ADOLESCENT.

MRS. REYNOLDS,

BELIEVE ME, NO ONE WOULD CALL THEM ADOLESCENTS.

MRS. REYNOLDS, TO YOUR KNOWLEDGE,

HAS YOUR HUSBAND EVER BEEN TREATED

FOR ANY KIND OF EMOTIONAL PROBLEMS?

I'M AFRAID I DON'T UNDERSTAND THE QUESTION.

ARE THERE ANY AREAS,

ANY AREAS OF YOUR HUSBAND'S PAST

THAT HE DOESN'T TALK ABOUT?

I'M NOT INTIMIDATED

BY POLICE TECHNIQUE, MR. COLLIER,

SO PLEASE DON'T TREAT ME AS YOU DO EVERYONE ELSE.

IT'S INFORMATION I NEED, MRS. REYNOLDS.

MY HUSBAND IS A HEALTHY, RATIONAL, LOVING MAN.

THE ONLY EMOTIONAL PROBLEM HE HAS

IS THE GUN THAT'S BEEN PUT TO HIS HEAD.

Blue: UNNHH!

MOTHERFUCKER!

[BIRD SCREECHES]

BEAUTIFUL.

YOU KNOW, BLUE...

I WISH THERE WERE A SACRED MOUNTAIN,

I REALLY DO.

I WISH THERE WERE A MAGIC LAKE ON TOP OF IT

THAT COULD TAKE AWAY ALL YOUR PAIN

AND MAKE YOU WELL AGAIN.

BUT THERE IS NO SACRED MOUNTAIN.

THERE IS NO MAGIC

THAT'S GOING TO CURE YOU,

AND THE LONGER YOU SPEND SEARCHING FOR IT,

THE MORE YOU'RE GOING TO SUFFER.

DO YOU UNDERSTAND WHAT I'M SAYING?

YEAH, I UNDERSTAND.

I UNDERSTAND YOU'RE FULL OF SHIT.

YOU NEED MEDICAL ATTENTION.

I NEED MORE THAN THAT.

YOU NEED ME, BUT YOU DON'T TRUST ME

BECAUSE OF ALL THE STEREOTYPES

YOU HAVE ABOUT WHITE PEOPLE.

I AIN'T NO RACIST, MAN. I'M IN THE JUNGLE.

YOU'RE IN THE HILLS LOOKING DOWN AT ME,

AND YOU WANT ME TO THINK THAT MY LIFE DEPENDS ON YOU?

FUCK YOU.

OK, FINE.

BUT THINK AGAIN.

IT STARTS WITH LITTLE BEADS OF SWEAT.

THEN COMES THE COUGHING,

SOMETIMES UNCONTROLLABLE.

AND THEN THE CHILLS AND THE SHIVERING.

THEN, WHEN YOUR LIVER STARTS TO SHUT DOWN,

YOU SLIP INTO A COMA.

WHY DON'T YOU LET ME TAKE YOU TO A HOSPITAL?

WHY DON'T YOU STICK YOUR HEAD UP YOUR ASS

AND SEE WHAT YOU REALLY LOOK LIKE?

FUCK IT!

AND FUCK YOU!

YOU THINK BECAUSE

YOU SAW SOME PICTURE IN SOME BOOK

THAT SOME--SOME-- SOME ASSHOLE DREW

IN 1850- WHATEVER-THE-HELL--

THAT YOU'RE JUST GONNA PULL UP IN FRONT OF IT

LIKE IT'S DISNEYLAND?

IT AIN'T NO DISNEYLAND, MAN. IT'S REAL.

IT'S ONE OF THE SACRED MOUNTAINS.

AIN'T NOTHIN' SACRED TO YOU?

OF COURSE THERE IS.

WHAT?

OH, LOOK. LOOK, IT'S THE HOLY MOUNTAIN,

AND THERE'S THE MEDICINE MAN

WAVING AT US,

AND THERE'S DOROTHY AND THE TIN MAN

AND THE WIZARD OF OZ AND THE--

YAAH! OHH!

[RATTLE SHAKES]

OH, I'VE BEEN BITTEN BY A RATTLESNAKE.

OH, GOD.

Michael: OH, MY GOD.

I'M GONNA DIE RIGHT OUT HERE.

OH, GOD.

I'M ALREADY TACHYCARDIC. I'M...

I'M GONNA HAVE AN ENDOCARDIO HEMORRHAGE.

I DON'T EVEN HAVE A WATCH.

UH, WHAT--AAH!

LET IT BURN. ELECTRICITY NEUTRALIZES THE PROTEIN

IN THE SNAKE VENOM.

I CAN TALK PROPER ENGLISH.

YOU AMAZE ME.

WHY, 'CAUSE YOU THOUGHT I WAS DUMB?

YOU THINK I DON'T USE MY MIND?

NO. I DON'T THINK YOU'RE DUMB.

WHAT THE FUCK DO YOU THINK?

ABOUT WHAT?

ABOUT WHAT?

ABOUT ME. ANY OF YOUR PATIENTS.

YOU THINK ABOUT THEM?

YES, OF COURSE.

ABOUT THE WAY THEY FEEL?

YES.

WHO YOU SHITTIN', MOTHERFUCKER?

YOU AIN'T GOT THE BALLS FOR IT.

INDIAN PEOPLE BELIEVE YOU'RE BIT BY A SNAKE,

IT'S 'CAUSE OF SOMETHIN' BAD YOU DONE

TO SOMEONE ELSE.

THERE'S SOMETHIN' CRAWLING IN YOU, MAN.

YOUR MIND AIN'T IN TUNE TO YOUR HEART.

DO YOU KNOW WHAT I'M SAYING?

WHERE YOU GOING?

I DON'T EVEN UNDERSTAND HOW YOU'RE WALKING.

BY RIGHTS, YOU SHOULD BE DEAD BY NOW.

WILL YOU STOP FOR A MINUTE?

I'VE JUST BEEN BITTEN BY A RATTLESNAKE.

I'LL STOP WHEN I CAN'T SEE STRAIGHT.

THAT'S WHEN I'LL STOP.

WHERE ARE WE GOING?

Michael: STOP, PLEASE. COULD YOU PLEASE STOP?

PLEASE, JUST STOP. STOP.

COULD YOU PLEASE JUST STOP?

HELLO? STOP.

OK, NOW, IF YOU WOULD JUST KEEP GOING

WHEN YOU GET TO...

JUST KEEP GOING.

DON'T STOP FOR THIS... DON'T STOP.

TRUST ME. PLEASE, HE'S DANGEROUS. DON'T STOP.

THIS IS ROUGH TERRITORY.

YOU IN?

[DOOR CLOSES]

THANKS.

HANG ON. ARE YOU HERE FOR THE CONVERGENCE?

THE HARMONIC CONVERGENCE.

DO YOU MIND IF I PUT MY LEG UP?

I'VE BEEN BITTEN BY--

THERE ARE HUNDREDS OF PEOPLE HERE FOR THE CONVERGENCE.

THIS WHOLE AREA IS A POWER POINT.

I'M GOING INTO FLAGSTAFF FOR SUPPLIES.

Blue: WE'RE HEADED TO FLAGSTAFF. COOL.

YOU KNOW, I'M REALLY PICKIN' UP SOME WEIRD ENERGIES

FROM YOU TWO.

[COUGHS]

[COUGHS]

MAYBE YOU'VE SEEN US ON THE NEWS.

SHUT UP!

I DON'T LISTEN TO NEWS.

ALLOW ME TO FILL YOU IN.

SHUT UP. I'M TERMINALLY-ILL.

I'M NOT GONNA HURT YOU.

I WOULDN'T COUNT ON IT.

I SAID SHUT UP, MOTHERFUCKER!

EXCUSE ME.

WE'RE ACTUALLY HEADED

UP NORTH OF FLAGSTAFF,

UP SHIPROCK WAY.

Woman: OH. ARE YOU NAVAHO?

NO. HE'S FUGITIVE.

MY REAL FATHER WAS NAVAHO.

THAT'S WHAT I AM.

I'M GOIN' TO ONE OF THE SACRED MOUNTAINS.

I LOVE SACRED MOUNTAINS.

Blue: THERE'S THIS MAGIC LAKE

ON TOP OF THIS MOUNTAIN,

BUT NO WHITE MAN BELIEVES THAT ITS WATERS ARE MAGIC.

OH, HERE WE GO.

WATER IS A HIGHLY- CONCENTRATED ELEMENT

WITH GREAT HEALING POWERS SIMPLY AWAITING RELEASE.

IF YOU'RE SICK, AND YOU SWIM IN ITS WATERS,

IT'LL TAKE AWAY ALL YOUR SICKNESS.

Woman: OH, HOW VERY BEAUTIFUL.

DID YA HEAR THE ONE ABOUT GOLDILOCKS AND THE THREE BEARS?

YOU DON'T CARE WHAT ANYBODY BELIEVES, DO YOU?

NO. YOU DON'T HAVE AN EAR FOR FAITH,

SO, NATURALLY,

YOU WILL NOT ALLOW THAT THROUGHOUT HISTORY,

THERE HAVE OCCURRED INNUMERABLE CASES

OF INSTANTANEOUS HEALING.

DISEASED TISSUES RENDERED WHOLE IN A FLASH OF TIME.

[CHUCKLES AND COUGHS]

IF I COULD CONTINUE WITH MY POINT.

THE FINE VIBRATIONS OF THE MIND

CAN ACT ON THE LOWER VIBRATIONS

OF DISEASED TISSUE.

[COUGHS]

WOULD YOU LIKE SOME WATER?

I'M STARVING. DO YOU HAVE ANY FOOD?

Woman: NO.

THANKS.

Woman: THE NAVAHO ARE VERY SPIRITUAL PEOPLE.

EXCUSE ME. THIS SPIRITUAL MASTER

JUST ESCAPED FROM A CALIFORNIA PRISON.

I'M HIS HOSTAGE.

HOW DO YOU DO?

I'M MICHAEL REYNOLDS, DR. MICHAEL REYNOLDS.

I'M RENATA BAUMBAUER, DR. RENATA BAUMBAUER,

Ph.D.

HE GAVE ME ONE MONTH TO LIVE.

I HAD NO CHOICE. KNOW WHAT I'M SAYING?

IS THAT TRUE? DID YOU TELL HIM

HE ONLY HAD ONE MONTH TO LIVE?

YES.

THE ONLY THING WORSE THAN A LAWYER IS A DOCTOR.

900 TO CONTROL.

Man: 900, GO AHEAD.

OK, SECTOR EIGHT, THERE'S NO SIGN.

NO SIGN, SECTOR EIGHT.

Renata: I BET YOU'RE A LEO.

LEO PEOPLE TEND TO BE BOMBASTIC.

ARE YOU A LEO?

I HAVE AN UNCLE LEO. HE'S AN ATHEIST.

[CHUCKLES]

THE MAN REALLY BREAKS ME UP.

HE DON'T COP TO NOTHIN'.

I HOPE YOU'VE BEEN VERY SUCCESSFUL, DOCTOR,

BECAUSE I AM NOW JUST ABOUT CONVINCED

THAT WESTERN MEDICINE

WILL FOREVER REGARD SYMPTOMS OF DISEASE

AS SIMPLY ERRORS TO BE CORRECTED BY DRUGS AND SURGERY.

WELL, I AM--

YOU DOCTORS WILL NEVER DO US ANY GOOD

UNTIL YOU WAKE UP AND LEARN NOT TO POISON US.

DON'T LOOK AT ME, MAN. I DIDN'T SAY NOTHIN'.

SHE GAVE YOU A LOT OF ROPE,

BUT SHE KICKS THE TRUTH.

WELL, I'VE HAD JUST ABOUT ENOUGH OF THIS BULLSHIT.

CANCER.

EXCUSE ME?

YOU'RE DEFINITELY A LEO, CANCER RISING.

LEOS LOOK FOR WHAT THEY CAN GET OUT OF LIFE,

AT WAR WITH YOUR HOME-LOVING OTHER SELF.

LEOS SHOULD WEAR RUBIES.

THEY BRING SERENITY OF MIND.

I'M A SAGITTARIUS, THE SIGN OF PHILOSOPHY,

HIGHER LEARNING, AND BROAD CONCEPTS.

I WEAR TURQUOISE.

THE DOC'S GOT A MAGIC CHARM, TOO.

THAT RING. THAT FLY LITTLE SILVER ONE.

HE'D RATHER DIE THAN GIVE IT UP.

NORMALLY, SILVER RELIEVES STRESS

AND ENHANCES EMOTIONAL BALANCE,

THOUGH PERHAPS IN YOUR CASE,

SILVER CAUSED SOME TOXIC REACTION.

HA HA HA HA.

Blue: HA HA HA HA.

YOUR STATE OF MIND IS FUCKED UP, MAN.

"THERE IS NOTHING AS IMPORTANT AS DNA.

"IT CARRIES WITHIN ITS STRUCTURE

"THE HEREDITARY INFORMATION

"THAT DETERMINES THE STRUCTURE OF PROTEINS.

"THE ONLY SUBSTANCE THAT DIRECTS CELLS TO GROW AND DIVIDE

"ARE ENCODED BY IT. DNA--DEOXYRIBONUCLEAIC ACID.

IT IS THE ESSENTIAL CONSTITUENT OF LIFE."

WATSON AND CRICK, THE DOUBLE HELIX, 1953.

"ALL HEALING COMES FROM THE DIVINE WITHIN.

"ABSOLUTE FAITH

MAKES FEAR AND WORRY AN IMPOSSIBILITY."

EDGAR CAYCE, 1943.

* IT SEEM THE RAIN'LL NEVER LET UP *

* I TRY TO KEEP MY HEAD UP *

* I STILL KEEP FROM GETTING WET UP *

* YOU KNOW, IT'S FUNNY, WHEN IT RAINS, IT POURS *

* THEY GOT MONEY FOR WARS *

* BUT CAN'T FEED THE POOR *

TUPAC, 1994.

TOM, CHECK IT OUT.

CAR'S CLEAR.

HANK?

YO!

YO.

MACCABEE, YOU TWO HEAD UP THE ROAD.

CHECK UP THERE.

GORE AND DELANEY, HEAD THAT WAY.

SEE IF THERE'S ANYBODY OVER THE LEDGE.

WHAT'S IN THE CAR?

* JESUS *

* JESUS CAN WORK IT OUT *

* JESUS *

* JESUS CAN WORK IT OUT *

* JESUS CAN WORK IT OUT *

* JESUS *

* LISTEN TO ME *

* THAT HABIT THAT I HAD *

* OH, YEAH *

* I ASKED FOR HIS SAVIN' GRACE *

* OH, YEAH *

* I PRAYED, AND I PRAYED *

* OH, YEAH *

* BURDEN TO PAY *

* I GAVE IT ALL TO JESUS *

* OH, YEAH *

* GAVE IT ALL TO JESUS *

* OH, YEAH *

* GAVE IT ALL TO JESUS *

* OH, YEAH *

* I CAN WORK IT OUT... *

Renata: ARE YOU SURE THIS IS WHERE YOU WANT TO GET OFF?

Michael: NOT EXACTLY MY FIRST CHOICE.

IT'S BEEN MEMORABLE.

Blue: THANK YOU VERY MUCH. I MEAN IT, YOU KNOW.

THE MEANING BEHIND YOUR WORDS IS COOL.

FORGIVE YOURSELF, DR. REYNOLDS.

FOR WHAT?

FOR WHATEVER IT WAS THAT CLOSED YOUR HEART.

AND...NEVER GO BAREFOOT TO A SNAKE STOMPIN'.

LUNATIC.

CAN WE PLEASE SLOW DOWN?

I HAVE BEEN BITTEN BY A RATTLESNAKE.

[CONGREGATION SINGING]

[RINGING]

Blue: HELLO?

THIS IS BRANDON MONROE. I'M IN FLAGSTAFF.

I'M ALMOST THERE.

EVERYTHING'S COOL.

I DON'T LIKE THE WAY YOU LOOK.

YEAH, WELL, I NEVER LIKED THE WAY YOU LOOK.

NO. I MEAN IT. YOU DON'T LOOK...

YOU LOOK LIKE HELL.

IT'S ABOUT 50 MILES

BEFORE WE GET TO SHIPROCK COUNTRY.

NO. YOU'VE GOT NO MILES LEFT IN YOU.

YOU HAVE TO LET ME TAKE YOU TO A HOSPITAL.

AND I MEAN NOW.

FUCK YOU.

THE WAY YOU WALK.

THE WAY YOU TALK.

THE WAY YOU ACT.

THE WAY YOU CARRY YOURSELF.

YOU DON'T UNDERSTAND A FUCKIN' WORD I SAY.

WELL, HOW CAN I? HALF OF WHAT YOU SAY

SOUNDS LIKE IT'S IN A FOREIGN LANGUAGE.

I DON'T NEED YOU ANYMORE, ANYWAY.

I CAN GET THERE MYSELF.

THE ONLY PLACE YOU'RE GONNA GET TO IS IN A FUCKING COMA.

I'VE BEEN THERE ALREADY.

YOU NEED TO BE IN A HOSPITAL!

DON'T!

THAT HURT!

SO FUCK OFF.

YOU NEED TO BE IN A HOSPITAL!

WHAT THE FUCK'S YOUR PROBLEM?

I GOT YOU DOWN AS GONE.

SO WHY DON'T YOU GET THE FUCK GONE?

GO.

[COUGHING]

GREAT. I CAN GO.

I CAN GO.

I'M GOIN'. I'M GOIN'. I'M--

OH, NOW I CAN GO?!

SUDDENLY I HAVE YOUR PERMISSION?!

AFTER YOU'VE RUINED MY CAREER?

PUT A GUN TO MY HEAD FOR A THOUSAND MILES!

YOU NEARLY POPPED ME AND PEELED ME!

NOW SUDDENLY I CAN GO!

WITHOUT EVEN AN APOLOGY!?

[CAR STARTS]

MY APOLOGIES.

FUCK YOU!

* HE CAN WORK IT OUT *

* WATCH HIM WORK IT OUT *

* WORK IT OUT... *

WHAT ARE YOU DOING? YOU DON'T HAVE TO

WORRY ABOUT YOUR FEVER.

YOU'RE GONNA KILL YOURSELF

IN THIS THING.

SEE YA AROUND, MAN.

PULL OVER AND LET ME DRIVE THIS THING

BEFORE YOU KILL YOURSELF.

[TIRES SCREECHING]

Woman: SOMEBODY STEALIN'

DEACON CLAY'S CADILLAC OUT THERE.

* WORK IT OUT *

* OH, LET HIM WORK IT OUT... *

STOP THE GODDAMN CAR AND LET ME DRIVE!

Second woman: OH! IS THAT MY CAR, TOO!?

STOP THE GODDAMN CAR AND LET ME DRIVE!

[TIRES SCREECH]

[BIRDS SCREECHING]

WE'RE HERE?

YES, WE'RE HERE.

HEY...WAIT A MINUTE.

FLAGSTAFF MEDICAL CENTER, BLUE.

I'M TAKING YOU INTO THE EMERGENCY ROOM.

FUCK! I KNEW YOU WERE LYIN' TO ME!

YOU HAVE DEVELOPED PNEUMONIA.

THAT IS WHY YOU HAVE A FEVER!

THAT IS WHAT I'VE BEEN

TRYING TO TELL YOU ABOUT YOUR LUNG INFECTION.

YOUR WHITE BLOOD COUNT IS WAY DOWN.

IF YOU DO NOT GET

AN IMMEDIATE IV OF ANTIBIOTICS,

YOU'RE GONNA SLIP INTO A COMA

WHICH YOU'RE NEVER GONNA COME OUT OF,

AND THAT'S NO BULLSHIT!

NO!

NO HOSPITAL!

IF YOU DON'T GET OUT OF THAT CAR RIGHT NOW,

AND I MEAN RIGHT NOW, I'M GONNA KILL YOU MYSELF!

RIGHT ON! BRING IT ON, THEN!

YOU KNOW, INDIANS,

THEY BELIEVE THAT SICKNESS IS PAYBACK

FOR DOING WRONG!

LOOK. DON'T--DON'T--

I'VE DONE A LOT OF BAD SHIT.

IF I CAN'T SQUARE IT, IF I CAN'T GET THERE,

I'M GONNA PEEL MY CAP RIGHT NOW.

DON'T--DON'T DO THAT.

YOU GIVE ME ANY MORE OF THAT

"YOUR LIFE DEPENDS ON ME" SHIT,

I'LL KILL YOUR ASS WITH ME.

GIVE ME THE GUN, MAN.

I FEEL SORRY FOR YOU.

MAYBE IT'S LIKE RENATA SAID--

YOU DON'T BELIEVE IN NOTHIN' BUT YOURSELF.

GIVE ME THE GUN.

Blue: WHAT'S WRONG,

YOU SCARED TO WATCH SOMEBODY DIE?

GIVE ME THE GUN.

WHY, YOU WANNA DO IT FOR ME?

GIVE ME THE FUCKIN' GUN!

[COUGHS]

I'LL BE RIGHT BACK.

WITH THE MAN, RIGHT!?

YOU GONNA DIME ON ME?

YOU DON'T KNOW ANYTHING ABOUT ME!

YEAH, I DO.

YOU AIN'T NEVER BROKE A LAW IN YOUR WHOLE LIFE.

Nurse: ...ALL THE PAPERWORK?

Paramedic: YEAH, I GOT IT RIGHT HERE.

[PEOPLE TALKING]

[RINGS BELL]

CAN I HELP YOU?

HI. I'M DOCTOR...

NEWMAN.

FROM GYNECOLOGY.

I'M HERE TO PICK UP PROGESTERONE SUPPOSITORIES.

I CALLED THEM DOWN THIS MORNING.

THEY SHOULD BE IN THE REFRIGERATOR.

DR. NEWMAN?

GYNECOLOGY.

I'LL GO CHECK.

THANK YOU.

CEFTAZIDIME...BINGO.

[DOOR SLAMS]

HEY! WHAT ARE YOU DOING?

NOTHING. I...

[ALARM SOUNDS]

I MUST BE INSANE!

HOLD IT RIGHT THERE.

LET'S ROLL.

KEEP YOUR HANDS ON THE WHEEL AND DRIVE.

[IGNITION CRANKING]

[ENGINE STARTS]

[SIRENS]

[DISTANT SIRENS]

YOU USE THE GUN?

ONLY AS A VISUAL AID.

I WOULD HAVE PAID TO SEE THAT.

A STRAIGHT WHITE GUY ROBBIN' A STORE.

HEH.

"JCR." WHO IS THAT?

IT'S MY BIG BROTHER.

JIMMY.

HE AIN'T AROUND NO MORE?

YOU TWO WERE REALLY DOWN FOR EACH OTHER, HUH?

HE WAS SICK, TOO.

HE HAD A MALIGNANT TUMOR.

HE WAS 11 WHEN HE WAS DIAGNOSED.

MY MOTHER AND I USED TO WHEEL HIM TO SCHOOL

IN A WHEELCHAIR.

HEH HEH.

I PUT STUDS IN THE TIRES.

HUH.

HE WAS...HE WAS TOUGH,

JUST LIKE YOU.

FIGHTER.

I REMEMBER ONE TIME...

HEH.

WE WENT TO MEXICO FOR THANKSGIVING.

ACAPULCO.

AND HE WAS SUNNING HIMSELF ON A RAFT,

YOU KNOW, IN THE POOL.

FUCK YOU.

OH, NOW, THAT'S A HEALTHY "FUCK YOU."

SO HE'S OUT THERE SUNNING HIMSELF,

AND HE HAD THIS SOMBRERO OVER HIS FACE, AND...

I DON'T KNOW WHAT I WAS THINKIN'.

I WANTED TO TEST THE STRENGTH OF THAT SOMBRERO.

SO I GOT UP ONTO THE DIVING BOARD AND...

JUMPED ON IT.

HEH HEH...

HA HA.

HE CAME OUT OF THERE,

HE WAS...HE WAS MAD AS A HORNET.

UH, CHASED ME FOR AN HOUR.

HE WAS YOUR AGE

WHEN HE WENT INTO THE HOSPITAL FULL TIME.

HE HATED THAT FUCKIN' PLACE.

IT WAS COLD, MARBLE, STERILE.

HE SAID IT WAS A PLACE WHERE YOU WENT TO DIE.

YOU'RE LOOKIN' BETTER ALREADY, YOU KNOW THAT?

AND THEY GAVE HIM EVERYTHING FOR THE PAIN, BUT...

NOTHING SEEMED TO WORK.

THE PAIN WAS UNIMAGINABLE.

I WANT YOU TO DO SOMETHING FOR ME.

[LIFE-SUPPORT MACHINE WHEEZING]

I WANT YOU...

TO TURN OFF THE MACHINE.

NO!

NO! DON'T BE AFRAID.

Young Michael: NO! NO!

Jimmy: DON'T BE AFRAID.

YOU KNOW, I...

Jimmy: JUST DO IT.

AT FIRST, I...

I COULDN'T DO IT, AND I TOLD HIM SO.

Jimmy: MIGHTY MIKE.

BUT THEN, AFTER A FEW MINUTES...

IT'S A TRADE, OK?

IT'S OK.

OK.

[GASPS]

[RUNNING FOOTSTEPS]

[DOOR SLAMS]

AND THEN I RAN

AND I RAN AND I RAN AND I RAN AND I RAN.

YOU NEVER TALKED PERSONAL ON IT BEFORE.

NO.

I THINK WE'RE STABLE.

YOU THINK THIS HEAP

WILL MAKE IT ALL THE WAY TO SHIPROCK?

JAM IT, HOMES.

THIS IS CYNTHIA ALLISON,

REPORTING LIVE FROM FLAGSTAFF, ARIZONA,

WHERE THERE HAS BEEN A STARTLING NEW TWIST

IN THE DR. REYNOLDS KIDNAPPING.

MICHAEL REYNOLDS, APPEARING LIVE AND WELL...

Victoria: I'M SO GLAD YOU'RE HERE.

...A PHARMACY LAST NIGHT.

WITNESSES SAY HE WAS ARMED WITH A HANDGUN.

ALL HE SAID WAS, "HOLD IT RIGHT THERE."

AND I PUT MY HANDS UP.

APPARENTLY SOME ANTIBIOTICS, STEROIDS, SYRINGES,

AND SEVERAL DEXTROSE-FILLED IV BAGS

WERE STOLEN FROM THE PHARMACY.

REYNOLDS' WIFE VICTORIA COULD NOT BE REACHED FOR COMMENT.

THAT'S DADDY!

WE'LL BE STAYING TIGHT ON THIS STORY,

BUT WE'VE GOT TO TELL YOU,

WE HAVEN'T SEEN ANYTHING THIS STRANGE

SINCE PATTY HEARST TOOK UP WITH THE SLA.

[PAGER BEEPING]

HELLO.

DR. BYRNES?

I HAVE A COLLECT CALL FROM DR. REYNOLDS.

WILL YOU ACCEPT THE CHARGES?

Michael: DON'T TALK. LISTEN.

I WANT YOU TO TELL VICTORIA

SOMETHING FOR ME. CHIP?

MICHAEL, WHERE THE FUCK ARE YOU?!

TELL HER I MISS HER AND I LOVE HER

AND I'LL SEE HER SOON

AND GIVE ME LOVE TO CALLIE.

AND, UH...

I'M ALL RIGHT.

I'M ALL RIGHT.

I'LL SEE YA.

YOU WANT ME TO CALL THE MEDICINE MAN,

TELL HIM WE'RE ON OUR WAY?

HE KNOWS.

HE KNOWS.

NO, SIR. I'M SORRY THAT

WE HAD TO STOP YOU THIS MORNING,

BUT, UH, WE'RE LOOKING FOR A COUPLE OF FUGITIVES.

THEY MIGHT BE IN A, UH, WHITE CADILLAC, AND...

Blue: WE'RE IN NAVAJO LAND, HOMES.

HEH HEH.

[TIRES SQUEAL]

SHIT!

SON OF A BITCH!

MAN, LOOK AT US-- WE'RE FUCKED.

Blue: WHAT ARE YOU DOIN'?

I DON'T KNOW.

IS THAT A CAR?

JUST SOME INDIAN BOYS DRIVIN' SOME HORSES.

LIVESTOCK OR PEOPLE, IT'S ALWAYS A BATTLE.

HI.

NICE HORSES.

[SPEAKING NAVAJO]

JUST A LITTLE STOMACHACHE, HOMES.

[SPEAKING NAVAJO]

CHECK ME OUT, MAN.

MY FATHER WAS MIKE HAIR MANY HORSES.

[SPEAKING NAVAJO]

I GOT IT.

EXCUSE ME, YOU IN THE-- ON THE TAN HORSE, YOU--

UH, CAN WE... TAKE--TAKE...

CAR...

GO...DOWN?

DOWN.

WHAT ARE YOU TRYIN' TO SAY, MAN?

[SHOUTING]

WHOO-HOO!

SHIT!

HEY, YOU DRIVE PRETTY GOOD FOR A WHITE MAN!

THIS IS YOUNG REYNOLDS' FIRST YEAR AT DAYTONA,

BUT WE GET THE FEELING

WE'LL BE SEEING A LOT MORE OF HIM.

YOU THE MAN, DOC!

WHOO! YEAH!

[SHOUTING IN NAVAJO]

MIGHTY MIKE!

Michael: WHAT WAS THAT MEDICINE MAN'S NAME?

WEBSTER SKYHORSE.

WEBSTER SKYHORSE.

HELLO!

HELLO!

HELLO!

[GRRR]

WEBSTER SKYHORSE.

[DOG GROWLING]

YOU SURE HE'S EXPECTING YOU?

WHAT DID HE SAY?

NOTHING.

NOTHING?

I DON'T UNDERSTAND.

YOU TALKED TO HIM ON THE PHONE, RIGHT?

I DIDN'T TALK TO NOBODY.

YOU DIDN'T TALK TO NOBODY?

WHAT DO YOU MEAN YOU DIDN'T TALK TO NOBODY?

WHAT ABOUT THE MEDICINE MAN?

WEBSTER SKYHORSE?

THE GUY WHO SENT YOU THE BOOK?

LAST TIME I SAW HIM...

I WAS 8 YEARS OLD.

I NEVER HEARD FROM HIM AGAIN.

YOU'RE JOKING, RIGHT?

NAW, MAN.

EVERYTHING'S COOL.

[COUGHS]

WHAT ABOUT THE SACRED MOUNTAIN?

THE HOLY PEOPLE?

WH-WHAT...

THE LAKE?

NO WHITE MAN HAS EVER BELIEVED IN ITS MAGIC.

IT SOUNDS LIKE A LOT OF INDIAN WOO-WOO SHIT,

DON'T IT?

RIGHT UP THERE WITH RAIN DANCES AND...

TALKING COYOTES.

DO YOU KNOW WHERE I GOT THIS BOOK?

I STOLE IT FROM THE LIBRARY IN JAIL.

YOU WHITE PEOPLE DONATE

A LOT OF DUMB SHIT AT CHRISTMAS TIME,

YOU KNOW WHAT I'M SAYING?

BUT EVERYTHING'S STILL COOL.

EVERYTHING'S COOL.

EVERYTHING IS COOL.

YOU WARPED LITTLE FUCK!

I KNEW YOU WERE A FAKE!

I'M A GODDAMN FUGITIVE!

FOR WHAT!?

FOR WHAT?

FOR A LOT OF SHUCK AND JIVE, THAT'S FOR WHAT.

I GAVE UP EVERYTHING!

MY REPUTATION-- OUT THE WINDOW!

DIRECTOR OF ONCOLOGY-- OUT THE FUCKIN' WINDOW!

DON'T GET ALL JACKED UP.

DON'T TELL ME "JUST A LOT OF WOO-WOO SHIT"!

IT CAN'T BE WOO-WOO SHIT,

'CAUSE WE CAME HERE TO FIND THIS SACRED MOUNTAIN,

AND, BY GOD, WE'RE GONNA FIND IT!

I'M GONNA FIND IT!

YOU'RE NUTTIN' UP ON ME, MAN.

DON'T NUT UP ON ME, DOC.

[VEHICLE APPROACHING]

WHAT ARE YOU DOING HERE?

THIS IS PRIVATE PROPERTY.

CAN'T BE THE I.R.S.

THEY DRIVE CHRYSLERS.

WHO ARE YOU?

WHO ARE YOU?

I'M MICHAEL REYNOLDS. DR. MICHAEL REYNOLDS.

I'M A DOC--

I'M AN ONCOLOGIST IN LOS ANGELES.

HE'S MY PATIENT.

THEY WERE TALKING ABOUT YOU TWO

ON GOOD MORNING, AMERICA.

REALLY?

YOU HAVE TELEVISION?

NO. I GET GOOD MORNING, AMERICA

BY SMOKE SIGNAL.

WHAT ARE YOU DOING OUT HERE?

WE CAME TO FIND THE SACRED MOUNTAIN.

DIBá NITSAA.

JUST SHOW HER THE BOOK.

SHOW HER-- SHOW HER THE BOOK.

IT'S JUST A BOOK HE'S SHOWING YOU.

HERE'S A PICTURE OF IT. CHECK IT OUT.

ARE YOU THE ONE

WHO KEEPS LEAVING MESSAGES ON MY MACHINE

FOR MY GRANDFATHER?

THE MEDICINE MAN, WEBSTER SKYHORSE?

THAT'S RIGHT.

HAH. THAT-- THAT'S GREAT.

THAT'S WHO WE'RE HERE TO SEE.

HE CAN SHOW US WHERE THE SACRED MOUNTAIN IS.

MY GRANDFATHER MAY BE A MEDICINE MAN,

BUT HE'S ALSO BEEN A LOT OF OTHER THINGS.

NOW HE'S PLAYING HIDE-AND-SEEK WITH THE IRS.

I JUST COME BY TO FEED HIS DOG.

HAPPY TRAILS, COWBOYS.

LISTEN TO ME.

THAT BOY IS DYING.

AND HE'S DYING THE HARD WAY, ABDOMINAL CANCER.

THE ONLY PERSON WHO'S MEANT A DAMN TO HIM

IN HIS SHORT, MISERABLE LIFE

IS YOUR GRANDFATHER.

THAT MAY BE HARD TO BELIEVE,

BUT THAT IS WHY HE'S HERE.

AND THAT IS ALL HE'S GOT LEFT.

WHO ARE YOU, HIS GREAT WHITE SAVIOR?

FEDERAL BOARDING SCHOOLS

ARE FULL OF HALF-BREED INDIAN BOYS JUST LIKE HIM.

I WORK WITH THEM EVERY DAY.

THEY'RE MY PEOPLE. MINE!

I'VE SEEN ENOUGH

SINCERE, COLLEGE-DEGREED WHITE PEOPLE LIKE YOU

TO LAST ME 10 LIFETIMES.

SO WHY DON'T YOU JUST LEAVE?

DOES THAT LOOK LIKE MY CAR?

I TRADED IN A BRAND-NEW PORSCHE 911 TURBO FOR THIS.

I'VE BEEN BEATEN UP, BITTEN BY A RATTLESNAKE.

I'VE BEEN HUMILIATED FROM--

BY SOME LUNATIC ASTROLOGER IN A VAN.

I HAVEN'T SHAVED OR BRUSHED MY TEETH

OR BATHED OR CHANGED MY UNDERWEAR IN 3 DAYS.

I--I HAVE DIRT IN EVERY PORE OF MY BODY.

[COUGHS]

YOU WANT US TO LEAVE?

YOU'RE GONNA HAVE TO SHOOT ME.

IN FACT, I WOULD PREFER IT.

YOU'D BE DOING ME A PERSONAL FAVOR.

GO AHEAD, HERE. SHOOT ME.

BLUE!

BLUE! BLUE!

BLUE, COME ON.

COME ON. COME ON. COME ON. BLUE! COME ON!

BLUE! COME ON, LOOK AT ME!

LOOK AT ME!

HERE'S SOME WATER.

BLUE. COME ON.

COME ON, BLUE!

LOOK AT ME! LOOK AT ME!

COME ON!

BLUE! BLUE!

[RASPY INHALE]

[RASPY EXHALE]

[COUGHS]

[BREATHES HEAVILY]

YOU SCARE ME LIKE THAT AGAIN,

I'LL KILL YOU.

BLAH, BLAH, BLAH, BLAH.

WE'RE ALMOST THERE, BLUE.

TAKE THIS ROAD, GOING NORTH.

IT WILL BECOME ANOTHER DIRT ROAD AND CURVE EAST.

AT THE POINT WHERE THREE STREAMS BECOME ONE,

FOLLOW THE WEST FORK.

LOST CANYON CREEK.

THAT IS THE WAY.

THANK YOU.

THANK YOU.

DR. REYNOLDS.

DR. REYNOLDS.

FOR YOU,

THERE'S PROBABLY NOTHING UP THERE...

EXCEPT A LOT OF ROCK...

AND SNOW... AND GRIEF.

VERY DEEP GRIEF.

BUT TO THE NAVAJO NATION,

IT IS A DWELLING PLACE FOR THE SPIRITS,

THE SHAPES THE EARTH TAKES TO TELL ITS STORIES.

DON'T GO THERE...

UNLESS YOU'RE PREPARED TO LISTEN.

HO' KO' WE NE.

MY GOD.

I DON'T BELIEVE IT. IT'S BEAUTIFUL.

[CHUCKLES]

Dispatcher: 902, THIS IS CONTROL.

WE HAVE A FOREST SERVICE REPORT OF A POSSIBLE SIGHTING

IN THE VICINITY OF HESPER'S PEAK.

PROCEED THERE DIRECTLY.

REPORT APPROACHING THREE FORKS. OVER.

Pilot 902: 10-4.

[JIMMY'S VOICE] DON'T BE AFRAID. JUST DO IT.

FOR ME, MIKEY.

MIGHTY MIKE.

Michael: COME ON. COME ON. YOU CAN MAKE IT.

COME ON. YOU CAN MAKE IT.

COME ON.

COME ON. COME ON.

COME ON. COME ON. YOU CAN MAKE IT.

REMEMBER THE LAKE.

WE'RE ALMOST THERE AT THE LAKE, THE MAGIC LAKE, BLUE.

Pilot 902: 902 TO 900.

Pilot 900: 902, GO AHEAD.

WE BELIEVE THAT THE SUBJECT VEHICLE

IS A WHITE CADDIE

PARKED SOUTH-SOUTHEAST IN GRID 3.

SAY AGAIN.

ROGER. WE BELIEVE THAT THE SUBJECT VEHICLE

IS A WHITE CADDIE

PARKED SOUTH-SOUTHEAST IN GRID 3.

900 TO CONTROL.

Dispatcher: 900, GO AHEAD.

SECTOR 11. I'VE GOT TIRE TRACKS IN SIGHT.

902 TO 900.

902, GO AHEAD.

ROGER. I'M AT YOUR 6:00, ABOUT 3 MILES BACK,

JUST COMING UP ON THREE FORKS.

900 TO CONTROL.

I HAVE THE SUBJECT VEHICLE

IN SIGHT RIGHT NOW.

COME ON. COME ON!

I CAN DO IT MYSELF.

WHY DON'T YOU LET SOMEBODY HELP YOU FOR ONCE IN YOUR LIFE?

COME ON.

[SCREECH]

900 TO CONTROL.

900, GO AHEAD.

10-4. I'VE BEEN THROUGH GRID 8.

THOUGHT I SAW A GLIMMER.

I'M GONNA GO BACK AND HAVE ANOTHER LOOK.

[PANTING]

AAHH!

AAAHHH!

[BREATHING HEAVILY]

WHERE IS IT?!

WHERE'S THE GODDAMN LAKE?!

GAAHH!

IT'S OK, MAN.

IT'S OK.

NO, IT'S NOT. IT'S NOT OK.

OH, SHIT. WHAT NOW?

[SPEAKING NAVAJO]

[SPEAKING NAVAJO]

WHAT'S HE SAYING?

HE'S SAYING THANK YOU.

THANK YOU FOR BRINGING ME HERE.

SURE. SURE, IT'S...NO PROBLEM.

DOES HE--DOES HE BELIEVE IN THE LAKE?

DOES HE BELIEVE IN THE POWER OF ITS WATERS?

MY GOD, NOW YOU GOT ME TALKING LIKE YOU.

WHITE PEOPLE HAVE NEVER BELIEVED THE POWER

OF DIBá NITSAA.

YES, BUT WHAT ABOUT THE MAGIC LAKE?

CAN IT REALLY DO...

CAN IT REALLY DO WHAT THEY SAY?

OR...CAN IT REALLY-- CAN IT REALLY DO THAT?

WHAT DO YOU WANT MOST?

[COUGHING]

I WANT IT TO DO WHAT I CAN'T.

I WANT YOU TO HELP BLUE.

HE KNOWS...

IT'S MY TIME.

HE'S GONNA TAKE ME NOW...

TO DRIVE THE SICKNESS...

OUT FROM ME.

GOOD...

THAT'S REAL GOOD, BLUE. THAT'S GOOD.

THAT'S REAL GOOD. THAT'S...

LET'S GO.

YOU CAN'T COME.

I MEAN... I DON'T WANT YOU TO.

[COUGHS]

THAT'S OK. THAT'S...

OK. YOU KNOW, I'M OK WITH THAT.

I JU-- I SHOULD PROBABLY GET BACK

BEFORE I SEE MY FACE ON A MILK CARTON.

I GUESS THIS IS GOOD-BYE.

YEAH.

THANK YOU FOR SAVING MY LIFE, BLUE.

IT WAS NO BIG DEAL, MAN.

A MAN'S GOTTA DO WHAT HE'S GOTTA DO.

YEAH.

IT'S BEEN REAL.

YOU KNOW WHAT I'M SAYING?

YOU ARE REAL, MAN.

[HELICOPTER APPROACHES]

GO! GO. GET OUT OF HERE.

I GOT YOU DOWN AS GONE.

BLUE?

CATCH.

IT'S YOURS.

YOU PRACTICALLY KILLED ME FOR IT.

WATCH OUT FOR THE JODAS, MAN.

BLUE!

BLUE!

YEAH?

WE MADE IT.

[SCREECH]

[SCREECHING]

[GASPING]

[SCREECH]

[SCREECH]

900 TO CONTROL.

I HAVE THE SUBJECT IN SIGHT.

Blue: "MAY BEAUTY BE BEFORE ME.

"MAY BEAUTY BE BEHIND ME.

MAY BEAUTY BE ABOVE ME."

"MAY BEAUTY BE BELOW ME."

"MAY BEAUTY BE ALL AROUND ME."

CAPTIONING MADE POSSIBLE BY WARNER BROS.

CAPTIONED BY THE NATIONAL CAPTIONING INSTITUTE --www.ncicap.org--

* WHAT A DIFFERENCE A DAY MAKES *

* 24 LITTLE HOURS *

* FROM THE SUN AND THE FLOWERS *

* WHERE THERE USED TO BE RAIN *

* MY YESTERDAY WAS BLUE, DEAR *

* BUT TODAY, I'M A PART OF YOU, DEAR *

* MY LONELY NIGHTS ARE THROUGH, DEAR *

* SINCE YOU SAID YOU'RE MINE *

* WHAT A DIFFERENCE A DAY MAKES *

* THERE'S A RAINBOW BEFORE ME *

* SKIES ABOVE CAN BE STORMY *

* SINCE THAT MOMENT OF BLISS *

* OOH, THAT THRILLING KISS IS HEAVEN *

* WHEN YOU FIND ROMANCE ON YOUR MENU *

* WHAT A DIFFERENCE A DAY MAKES *

* AND THAT DIFFERENCE IS YOU *

MMM...

OHH...

JUST KISS ME.

OHH...

UH-HUH.

* WHAT A DIFFERENCE A DAY MAKES *

* 24 LITTLE HOURS *

* FROM THE SUN AND THE FLOWERS *

* WHERE THERE USED TO BE RAIN *

* MY YESTERDAY WAS BLUE, DEAR *

* BUT TODAY, I'M A PART OF YOU, DEAR *

* MY LONELY NIGHTS ARE THROUGH, DEAR *

* SINCE YOU SAID YOU'RE MINE *

* WHAT A DIFFERENCE A DAY MAKES *

* THERE'S A RAINBOW BEFORE ME *

* SKIES ABOVE CAN BE STORMY *

* SINCE THAT MOMENT OF BLISS *

* OOH, THAT THRILLING KISS IS HEAVEN *

* WHEN YOU FIND ROMANCE ON YOUR MENU *

* WHAT A DIFFERENCE A DAY MAKES *

* AND THAT DIFFERENCE IS YOU *

MMM.

OHH...

JUST KISS ME...

OHH...