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(panting)

U.S. Marshals! Stop!

(horn honks, tires squealing)

U.S. Marshals! Freeze!

You're only
making things worse!

(woman screams, people gasping)

Watch it.

JIMMY:
Got eyes on him. Gotcha, Snake.

(siren wails)

(siren stops)

Boots.
Jimmy, go around that way.

Headed north on Valcrest.

Where's the copter, Luke?

LUKE:
Got a visual on Annie.

Got him locked in.
He's going up the fire escape.

I got him.

Go, go, go!

Luke's got eyes.

Damn, he's fast.

Just entered the building
through a window.

East side, fifth floor.

Got it. Take me around.

Son of a bitch.

(grunting)

LUKE:
Annie didn't make the jump.

Hang on.
I got you. Here.

(grunting)

LUKE:
Way to go, Jimmy.

Suspect's heading west
on the rooftop.

(grunting)

You'd charge hell
with a cold bucket

of ice water, Annie Frost.

We got him, huh?

Son of a bitch.

Tore up my heel
on your damn face.

(grunting)

(handcuffs clicking)

Let's go. Let's go home.

Romance at Sea?

Natalie wants
to take me on a cruise

for my birthday.
How about that, huh?

Oh, you're gonna love
the waterslides and the buffets.

Shut up.

What's wrong with a cruise?

'Cause it'll give you

plenty of time to talk.

Yeah, that's what
I'm afraid of.

(both laugh) DAISY: This is Texas.

You know you can
find another pair.

Thank you, Daisy.
I'm fixing the ones I have.

You're cobbling.

Cobbling?
Cobbling.

Like a cobbler.

MARCO:
Someone say cobbler?

I love cobbler.

Our boy, Snake,
has been talking.

He's got a lead.

Turns out the
guy's from Calgary,

the Great White North.

Home of the McDougall Centre
and the Statue of Horses.

Marco, the story we care about,
please.

He deals his meth
out of Seven Trails.

That honky-tonk
at Fairview?

Yeah, yeah.
There's a woman

who's been coming in
every night this week.

He thinks it's Karen Nelson,

a fugitive who was all over
the Canadian news last year.

She robbed her husband's bank
and shot him

when he found out.

What the hell
does this guy want?

He's been following
us the whole way.

Hmm. Well, you are driving
like an old lady.

Yeah, so you don't
mess up your lipstick.

Mm. What do you think?

(loud music playing on radio)
Creep.

He is cute.

Grab a coin.

BOTH: For better or
worse, I'll be there first.

Heads.

Tails. You lose.

You ready?

(knocking)

Can I help you?

Hi. Yes, we just want
to take a minute of your time.

Oh, what are you girls
selling? Avon? Mary Kay?

Call Vincent!

How do you know
my husband's name?

(screaming)
Mom! Leave her alone!

WOMAN:
Shut up. Now!

I said, call him.

You just do
what she says, all right?

First degree murder.

Makes an impression.

Mounties are requesting
a discreet locate.

Discreet locate?

Thanks, Luke. Feels great

not to be the green bean
around here anymore.

ANNIE:
Discreet locate means

we have to make the I.D.,

we pass along that information
to Calgary, and

they issue
the provisional warrant.

Every night this week, huh?

Said she parties pretty hard
with a friend of hers.

Well, if it's Karen Nelson,
the hard part's gonna be waiting

for the paperwork to come back

before we can grab her.

If it's Karen Nelson,

she picked the wrong place
to hide.

♪ ♪

(metal detector squeaking
and whirring)

(squeaking)

Any sign of Karen Nelson?

All the windows
are blacked out.

You can't see anything.

We're gonna have to send
somebody in there

to see if Karen's hitting
this old honky-tonk tonight.

Any ideas, Jimmy?

Sure, I mean, if she's in there,
I don't want to spook her.

You know what?

This might require
a little bit of our manly charm.

ANNIE:
All right.

All right, boys, get in there
and work your magic.

Yes, ma'am. Luke, shall we?

Hold up.
Luke, Luke, Luke.

You can't take your gun in.

The bouncer's been wanding
everybody at the door.

Can't we just tell the
bouncer who we are?

It's too risky.

Source said Karen Nelson's

been coming here
almost every night.

Bouncer might know her
and tip her off.

And if she burns us,
she could run.

And we can't stop her

without getting that warrant
from Canada first.

Our backup is outside.

If anything goes down,
we call Annie or Daisy,

and they roll in.

Got it.

All right, come on.

I'm gonna teach you
a little something.

Take it easy in there,
lady killers.

(chuckling)

♪ ♪

(wand chirping)

♪ ♪

That's definitely Karen Nelson.

Black hair, about five, six.

She sure is pretty.

So's her friend.

You feeling photogenic tonight?

You're getting married
tomorrow, you understand?

Excuse me, ladies.

Sorry. It's just, he's
getting married tomorrow,

and I just want
to take a shot of him.

Just give him a peck on each
side, if you don't mind, ladies.

One, two, three.

Boom. Beautiful.

Thank you so much.
Good night.

I get one, too?

I little bit of something
for me? I like it.

Excuse me, ladies?

I'm sorry to interrupt.

Come on, man,
all right? Enough...

Just relax. My friend's
getting married tomorrow,

and I'm putting a little
scrapbook together.

You wouldn't mind
giving him a kiss

on the side of his cheek
while I take a shot,

would you, darling?
I'm gonna pass. Thanks.

Really? Come on now.
I'll do it.

Oh, yeah?
Mm-hmm.

All right, come here.

Stand there.

Excuse me.
(laughs)

Oh, your muscles are huge.

Yeah, my workout's pretty sick. (laughs)

Just a little bit to the right.

I want that sign in there.

One, two.

(laughing) Thank you so much.

Mm-hmm. You guys have
a wonderful evening.

I really appreciate it.

Wait. No, no, don't go,

'cause

girls are treating tonight.

No, they're not.
Really?

What did you say your name was?

She didn't, 'cause we're going.

You said we could
celebrate. No...

God!

Now that is how you do it, son.

Come here.

Open that up.

Prints just in case.

Call Annie.

Hey, Boots?

Two birds just flew the coop.

Let's get HPD to tail 'em, huh?

All right.

Hey, Luke?

Yeah.

I think we're gonna
have to crop this

before we send it up to Canada.

(laughter)

I can't believe

Karen Nelson shot her husband
between the eyes.

She just looked like,

you know, a regular girl.

You never really

know a person until you see
their wanted poster, Luke.

I cannot believe

we are still waiting on a piece
of paper from Canada.

Who needs Canada?
Karen Nelson's

been busy committing crimes

right here in the U.S. of A.

So, we don't have
to wait for the warrant?

Prints you lifted off her beer
match ones from a bank job

in Houston today.

Lady's got a thing for banks.

MARCO:
Ladies.

Plural. Second
set of prints

matched Karen's
friend at the bar.

I couldn't find her name
in any database, though.

They kidnapped
a bank teller's wife

and eight-year-old son
at their house.

MARCO: Let the wife and the
kid go once they had the money.

Not before smacking them
around pretty good.

Gave the wife 12 stitches
and a concussion.

Made off with 14 grand.

That explains
why they were celebrating.

And why Karen was in such
a rush to get out of there

when her friend
flashed the cash.

DAISY: Surveillance unit followed them

to an apartment
on Willard Street.

They pulled into the garage

in a Mustang
and haven't left since.

All right,
tell them to hang tight.

We're on our way.

Take your A-game.
Karen whacked

the last guy who got
in the way, all right?

Let's go hunting.

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Whoa! Not so fast, Luke.

You'll get the long arms

when you've been here
for more than a week

and we've done the
tactical quals together.

Meantime, you can use this.

All right.

Building manager confirmed

the woman matching Karen's

photo rents 3B.

Goes by Karen Gordon.

No one else on the lease.

All right, let's ride.

Kitchen's clear!
One up!

One up.

Bedroom's clear.

How the hell
did they get past HPD?

Let's find out.

Someone's got a sweet tooth.

It's a lollipop.

I guess we know

who that belongs to.

Clothes are mostly gone.

It's just a few empty shoeboxes.

Six-inch Candie's heels.

These other ones
are brown boots.

Taste runs the fashion gamut.

These are two different sizes.

Two different razors
in the shower.

Two different women.

Karen Nelson and friend

must have both been
living here together.

ANNIE: Oh. We got a pyro in our midst?

Doesn't burn like real hair.

It's synthetic.

They covering cosmetology
at the academy now?

(laughs)

I knew someone.

Who was sick.

Yeah.

A wig would explain how
they got past surveillance.

These two are shape-shifters.

It's gonna be hard to find them.

That's why God created
the U.S. Marshals.

DAISY:
Couple guys in a Honda.

Older woman in a minivan.

That's her.
The wig.

The cops said they drove back
from the bar in a Mustang.

That's the car that they used
during the robbery.

A blue minivan.

I'll put out a BOLO
on Karen and the car.

Time code shows them leaving

three hours ago.

Yeah. Before we had the I.D.
or the info on the minivan.

So where's the friend?

Probably lying on the floor.

They left the Mustang behind?

Already searched it.

Found a set of keys
under the mat.

A peach?

Maybe she's from Georgia.

I just opened my door
to those two women.

My son Quinn
was at home with me.

They could have done anything.

I'm sorry.
She had a gun.

There was nothing I could do.

Karen Nelson.

She was the one holding the gun?

Yes, the brunette.

She knew my husband
Vincent's name.

She made me call him at work.

And he's a bank teller?
Yes.

They told him
to put the money in a bag

and leave it in a Dumpster

behind the Kroger's
near our house.

They tied Quinn and me up,

and took us with them,

made us lie on the floor
in the back of the car,

and let us go
when they had the money.

I guess we were, uh, collateral.

Did Karen Nelson ever
call her friend by name?

No.

The only thing they said was,

"For better or worse,
I'll be there first."

They said it at the same time
after we got to the parking lot.

"For better or worse,
I'll be there first"?

Do you know what
they meant by that?

They flipped a coin
after they said it.

It sounded like the loser
had to go get the money

from where my husband left it.

And who lost the coin toss?

Karen.

The other one
seemed like she was

just along for the ride.

But Karen...

she was the one
calling all the shots.

Listen to me, Don.

Take the money that's in your
drawer, and put it in a bag.

Now, don't get any cash
from the bottom pile.

If any of the bills are marked,

you're never going to see
your wife or kid again.

Take the bag,

and drive to the abandoned
restaurant on Route 18.

There are some bales
of hay in the back.

Put the bag in front of it,

and get the hell out of there.

I'm not screwing
around here, Don.

So don't you screw
around, either.

Trust me, it won't work
out well for anybody.

Oh...

You don't need to be scared,
sweetie.

I know she seems
mean right now.

But she is not really gonna

kill anybody.

She's a good person.

You know?

Deep down.

All right, so I'm Karen Nelson.
From Calgary.

My mother died
when I was eight.

My father spent most
of his time on the road.

I learned how to take care
of myself.

Find a friend.
No, it's more like a sidekick.

Karen was definitely
running the show in the bar.

Same with the robbery... Karen's
the one that did the talking,

held the gun.
Mm.

The blonde, that's a Texas girl
right there.

Her accent and the way
she was speaking.

"For better or worse,
I'll be there first."

Is that something
that girl would say?

Not any girls I know.

The kid and the mom were hidden

on the floor in the back.

And the kid saw 'em

flip a coin and say it.

The loser had to run out
and get the cash.

MARCO:
I did some digging.

I found two robbery/kidnappings
that match the M.O.

of the one in Houston.

Tulsa in July,
and Baton Rouge in August.

They're targeting
tellers with families

who work at small
regional banks.

Small banks, small security...

Small scores that would attract
less attention.

We're dealing with two women
working together as a team.

Figure out what the connect is,

we figure out where
they're going.

So help us out, ladies.

What do you mean,
'cause we're girls?

Yeah, two beautiful women
running around with guns.

What do you all
know about that?

This is a safe place.

You can tell us what
girlfriends do together.

Girlfriends?

Like Taylor and Miley?

Manicures and pedicures?

It's called a mani/pedi.
That's what Natalie calls it.

Mani/pedi, yeah.
Oh, you know.

Daisy, let's get out of here.

Oh, we going to do a
little shoe shopping?

It's the Splendora Motel.

I tracked down
Karen Nelson's dad.

Got HPD sitting on him.
Mani/pedi?

Me and Marco are going
to go get one.

Yeah. He needs one

for his ugly-ass feet.

Marshal's just got here.
She's going in now.

(door opens) ANNIE: Mr. Nelson,

Annie Frost,
U.S. Marshals.

The air-conditioning's busted.

Hotter than hell.

It wasn't easy... finding you.

Is this the best you can do?

I thought we'd keep
things simple.

Just as well.

I quit drinking six years ago.

I did some things under the
influence, but you probably

know about that.

Yeah, I probably do.

Yeah.

Have you seen her?

Karen? No.

You just happen

to be in Texas.
Do you see that rig out there?

I come to Texas once a week.

From Calgary to Houston
and back again.

You chose that route
for a reason.

You're looking for her.

You know all this...

...now who she is now,
I think it's probably my fault.

She didn't have anyone
to look after her.

Learn to look out for yourself.

You know what that does
to a girl?

You end up on one side
of the law or the other.

You remind me of her.

Yeah, you remind me
of someone, too.

(clearing throat)

You hear from her,
you let me know.

Hey, Annie...

(indistinct radio transmission)

Do you think a person deserves
a second chance?

What do you think?

Where the hell is the money?

(tires squealing)

KAREN:
He better have it with him.

For better or worse...

BOTH:
I'll be there first.

Tails.

Tails. You win.

I'm gonna be a minute.

Just hurry up.

Where's my wife and daughter?

Are they in that car?
Is that my wife in that car?

Where's the money, jerkoff?

WOMAN: Just give her the money!
I'm coming!

Get away from the car!

(woman screaming)

DAISY: So what's the
deal with Karen's dad?

Her dad beat Karen's mom
until she killed herself.

Karen found her body.

Well, that explains

her general disregard
for stable families.

How's the friend fit in?

I got to tell you, Annie,

all my friends are guys.

I grew up with
five older brothers.

I don't even have pierced ears.

Two years we've worked together
and I didn't know that?

I have small ears.

No, the brothers.

Oh. (laughs)

Uh, I don't know.
I never said, you never asked.

Five?

Yeah. My parents
kept having kids,

until they finally had a girl.

They put me through a lot
of bows, a lot of dresses

a lot of tutus.

Sorry, Mom and Dad.
(chuckles)

Ask me something.

What, are we getting to
know each other here?

Yeah, let's give it a shot.

All right. Um, what's your...
what's your middle name?

All right, that was stupid.

Um...
Nolan.

Nolan?

(laughing)

Nolan?
Yeah.

What, was your dad
into baseball?

(phone ringing)

Daisy Ogbaa.

Yeah.

Karen and her friend just hit
another family in Carlsbad.

Killed a man in front of his
wife when he tried to play hero.

They're escalating.

Carlsbad P.D. has
the city locked down.

They try to leave, we'll know
about it. Maybe, maybe not.

Two pretty women...

they're going to want to help
them out, not turn them in.

Let's get ourselves
to Carlsbad.

Dang.

Yeah, all right, all right.

I gotta go, I gotta go. Bye.

What the hell are you doing?

I'm making sure we have
a bed tonight.

Like you said.

Quit goofing around.

We got to get out of here.
All right!

KAREN:
You sure this is all?

Because my sister really had
her heart set on the red one.

Listen, ladies,

if I could turn myself
into a red convertible,

I would.

Right. Well, why don't you
look on your computer

and find one in another office.

Then you can take us.

A little road trip.

You know, in one
of those courtesy vans.

Yeah. Sure.

I could do that.

It's right over there.

(indistinct radio transmission)

Annie.
Called every rental car place

in town, and a guy went missing
with a courtesy van

about an hour ago.

Told his coworkers he was driving
two gals to the Artesia office,

and if he didn't come back,
not to come looking.

Courtesy van got LoJack in it?

They located it in Roswell.

And this came for you
in Houston.

Annie?

Got a helicopter waiting...
we're 20 minutes out.

I just hope they're still there.

Come on, you got
to eat something.

Why are you mad at me?

I told you,
we're not touching that money.

We finally have enough

and I'm not going
to let you mess it up.

Enough for what?

You never even asked me
what I wanted to do.

If you want freedom,
you have to be smart;

fly under the radar.

How are we supposed to do that
now that we're killing people?

You have to trust me.

I know what I'm doing.
I'm doing it for us.

Hmm?

Can I have a dollar
to buy some candy?

You made me give mine to the
stupid courtesy van driver.

(chuckles)

(van door opens)

(door closes)

(engine starts)

Where the hell are you going?

So, we've got confirmation
that the targets are driving

a burgundy courtesy van,

New Mexico plates SD7-6RF.

The latest GPS coordinates
from LoJack are in.

It puts us
at Desert Magic Motel,

four miles from here,

Southeast Main Street.

These women recently killed
a man in front of his wife.

They're escalating.

Use extreme caution
in your approach.

All right? Let's ride.

I don't get it, Ivy.

Where've you been
the last three months?

Oh, what difference
does it make?

All right...
I want to come home now.

That's why I called you.

'Cause you ran out of money...

or 'cause you love me?

I didn't run out of money.

Now can we just leave, please?

Hold on a second.

(gasps)

Ivy, what the hell
are you doing here?!

I told you he was dangerous.

Well, so are you!
Ivy, go get in the car.

Yeah, look what I found
in his car.

He wants to turn us in.

Go get your ass in the car!

I ain't saying it again!

(gunshot)

(gasps)

MAN:
Suspect vehicle recovered

at Desert Magic Motel.

Unoccupied.

Sweet tooth strikes again.

I got something you're going
to want to see.

I just got a call
from USMS Comm Center.

There's a live cell phone
in here somewhere.

I.D.'s still in his pocket.

His name's Neil Collins,
from Santa Rosa, New Mexico.

ANNIE:
It's Neil's wife.

How did he know
that she was here?

We dumped
his cell phone records.

Ivy called him from a pay phone

at the car rental place
in Carlsbad.

Tired of life on the run.

Ivy could be a hostage now.

I mean, Karen kills
her husband, takes her?

The motel said
the guy pulled in

in a Camaro SS.
It's gone now.

They got a way of getting
between a man and his vehicle.

Hey, listen up.
The guy they jacked the van from

from just turned up
on 285 near Artesia.

They left him in the desert
with a pack of licorice.

The guy's lucky to be alive.

All right,

so we know Karen
killed her husband in Calgary,

and then she headed south.

We know she was in Tulsa
and Baton Rouge,

and that Ivy was with her
by then.

Look what's along the way.

Santa Rosa, New Mexico.
Mm-hmm.

Home of Neil and Ivy Collins.

Karen must've met Ivy
while she was passing through.

JIMMY: Convinced her to hit
the road for a life of crime.

DAISY:
I got it. All right.

Neil used this
to call the Houston number

on Karen and Ivy's
wanted poster.

ANNIE:
He was turning them in.

Comm Center's been on the line

ever since they got the call.

Recorded everything
that happened in this room.

Poor man's surveillance.

All right, we need a copy
of that recording.

Already on its way.

You know, Santa Rosa's
not too far away.

Now that Neil's dead...

Could be a place for Karen
and Ivy to hide.

You're driving.

NEIL (recorded):
Ivy, go get in the car.

KAREN: Yeah, look what
I found in his car.

He wants to turn us in.

NEIL: Go get your ass in the
car! I ain't saying it again!

(gunshot, Ivy gasps)

(sighs)

He only wanted
the reward money.

He doesn't love you.

I do.

I love you.

You told me that you were stuck

and that you had no job,
no money of your own,

and I told you
that you had choices.

And that's what I've been
showing you.

But I need to know if you're in
or you're out.

And if you're in,
you need to be all the way in.

No more games.

You can trust me.

(softly):
You know that.

But I need to know
I can trust you, too.

♪ ♪

♪ ♪

You ready?

I'll sleep when I'm dead.

Kitchen's clear!
One up.

One up.
Bathroom's clear.

Bedroom's clear.

You ever seen a garage
this clean before?

Talk about a control freak.

Even the Sharpie's outlined
in Sharpie.

Look. Guy loved his car
more than his wife.

IVY (laughing): If Neil could
see his stupid Camaro now!

(both laughing)

Well, well, he did tell me

if I was real good...

...one day
he'd let me park it.

Stop. You're gonna make me
pee my pants.

You know this is gonna hurt,
right?

Want to flip again?

Two out of three?

I lost fair and square.

(groans) Do it.

Do it.

Do it.

Do it!

Do it.

Found Ivy's stash of candy.

Huh, looks like she had
to hide her habit.

Guess ol' Neil didn't like
her sweet tooth.

Look at all this
first aid stuff.

Accident-prone household.

Gladys?

What?

Gladys is my middle name.

I usually don't tell people,

but since you told me
about Nolan.

All right, you want
to know my real secret?

I'll show you once we get back
to Houston.

It's a date.

Look how she's wearing
a turtleneck.

It's the middle of summer.

Hiding her candy,

all those first aid supplies.

If I didn't know any better,
I'd say

Mr. Camaro was a little rough
with his lady.

Gave her a good whack
every now and then.

Karen's mom was abused.

If Ivy was abused, too...

That's their connection.

Karen couldn't save her mother
from her father...

She found someone
she could save,

little Ivy Collins.

Look at this.

It's another peach.

Like the key chain in Houston.

It's got a Web site on it.

"Palominopeaches.com."

It's a listing of women's
shelters around the world.

Must been where she went

when she needed to.

Totally safe,

totally anonymous.

Perfect hiding place.

You know what?
They were last in Roswell.

I'm gonna look up
women's shelters around there.

We'll get them the photos
of Ivy and Karen.

Oh, thank God.

We're running for our lives!

Please, don't let them find us!

ANNIE:
Okay.

We're close, Chief.
30 minutes out.

Copy that.

We got 'em.

Shelter in Flagstaff.
Two women showed up

a few hours ago matching
Karen and Ivy's I.D.

Chief's is texting me

the address.
I'll get us there.

(both laughing)

(music begins playing)

(laughing)
Stop. Stop.

You're pretty chipper
for a girl

with a busted eye.

Yeah, well, you should see him.

(both chuckle)

What?! You don't have to be
pathetic sad sacks

just 'cause you're here.

There's other choices.

You just gotta make 'em.

(music plays louder)

IVY:
What are you doing?

Shh. They're coming.
What?

How do you know?
I just do.

(sniffles)

You flip it.

Heads.

Heads.

You win.

Should have been you.

Thank you.

For showing me I'm not stuck.

Thank you!

(indistinct radio transmission)

Annie.
Yeah?

Here's your floor plan.

A lot of women in there.

Already been hurt.

Hello?

I was talking to the woman
who runs the shelter.

I heard screaming and then the
phone went dead. Son of a bitch.

All right, let's go
with what we got.

Grab what you can.

Go check the rest of the house.

The other one's not here.

Ivy, what are you doing?

ANNIE: Now, you didn't
hurt those other people.

Karen did.

I can still help you.

I'm not listening to you.

Just... just shut up!

(Ivy panting)
Tell me what you want.

Anything.

I can get it for you.

Just tell me what it is, Ivy.

Karen's gone.

But you already knew
that, didn't you?

Drop the knife, Ivy.

Game's over.

For you.

Get on your knees!

Interlace your fingers
behind your head!

Boots?

They planned this
so Karen could get away.

Where is she, Ivy?

Get up.

Where is she?

(wry chuckle)

I wouldn't tell you if I knew.

Huh.

Son of a bitch.

No, just bitch.

Hop on in, young lady.

I'm going north.

Sure do appreciate the ride.

That was what the coin toss
was about.

To see who'd turn themselves in

so the other one could get away.

What difference does it make?

Strong bond.

Sacrificing your freedom
for somebody else?

(inhales sharply)

(sighs)

Those are your personal effects
from when you got booked.

Open it up.

That's the coin you flipped

right before you got caught?

I don't know.

Heads.

Now turn it over.

It's a double-
sided coin.

Why are you messing with me?

Ivy, I'm not the one
that's messing with you.

Karen said that
you could trust her.

You told her
what Neil was doing to you.

She said she'd protect you.

Show you a way out.

But she wasn't protecting you.

She was controlling
you... using you.

No, she loves me.

She hit you.

You traded in one abuser for...
another.

You just...

didn't realize it.

For better or worse,

I'll be there first.

Where first?

Um...

Someplace she went
when she was a kid.

Before her mama died.

We were gonna buy it.

With the money you stole
from the banks.

It's someplace in New Mexico.

I don't know where.

I know someone who does.

U.S. Marshals!

Karen Nelson!

Put your hands in the air!

I got a visual!

Jimmy, follow me.

Karen Nelson, U.S. Marshals!

(panting)

(rocks sliding off cliffside)

(panting)

Your dad asked me to tell you
he's sorry.

You saw my father?

It's time to stop
running, Karen.

Annie!

(Jimmy grunting)

(grunting)

End of the road.

Nice job, Boots.

(chuckles)

We got her, huh?

Yeah, we got her good.

Come on, get up.

(grunting)

Daisy, Luke, we got her.

We're headed back down.

DAISY: So this is your real secret, huh?

Yup.

Inside my boots,
I've got pretty feet.

(Daisy chuckles)

Doesn't mean I have to call
it a mani/pedi, though.

(chuckles) Amen to that.

(bottles clink)

(both laughing)

So why do you wear those things

all the time anyway?

Because my dad gave them to me.

And I don't know where he is.

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