(ROCK MUSIC PLAYING)
(PEOPLE CHATTERING)
(SINGING)
Ecstasy house.
Definitely a throwback to the '60s.
Yeah, all we need is Janis, Jimi,
and a little social conscience, Rico.
2:00, Joey Harden, behind the pinheaded geek.
(MAN WHOOPING)
Hey.
Hey, love the dude's moves.
Yeah, maybe we ought to get Peter up there, huh,
give us his Elvis impersonation?
What do you say, Big Pete?
Come on, show us your moves.
Come on, babe, this is the guy you want, this here is the man.
Hey, why don't you give the kid a break?
Hey, dude, relax, we're just bringing the kid out, okay?
In a couple of more weeks, the kid's gonna be thanking us
for liberating him from his bourgeois lifestyle.
Blackjack.
Sonny, Rico, looking sharp.
Save the charm for the girls, kid.
Okay, look, they got Peter Ladd with them.
He's very stoned, and I don't like the way it feels,
so after you guys make the buy, I'm going with those guys.
Good idea. I think the kid's gonna need your help.
Okay. Let's do it.
You know, Rico, one nice thing about our job.
What's that?
You meet such nice people.
(LAUGHING)
Hey, man, it's you.
Excuse me, sweetheart. I don't think we've met.
Oh, really, Sonny "Heat" Crockett?
(GRUNTING)
Sonny!
(GRUNTING)
(GLASS SHATTERING)
What I'd tell ya? You met the nicest people.
Where are they?
They got away clean.
(LAUGHING)
Want to play Pin the Tail on the Donkey?
(LAUGHING)
Hello, Peter.
Terry, I feel beautiful.
I'm having a real body rush.
You still don't get it, do you?
Don't you remember anything I've taught you?
Yeah, sure, Ter.
You said it isn't outside, it's within me.
That's right.
It's in dreams we reach our real power,
find our true selves.
Yeah, right.
But you insist on attributing all your new powers to drugs.
Don't you see how negative that is? How terribly wrong?
Peter, I want to believe you're still one of us,
but if you don't have the courage, or the will...
No, no, I do.
I really do.
But you don't believe me, Peter.
Look, Peter. I had high hopes for you,
but lately, I've been hearing things, you know?
You've been talking around campus, telling stories.
Terry, you know that's not true. I wouldn't tell anybody.
Well, I hope not.
Because you know that my work must come first, huh?
Okay.
I think that what you have to do now
is prove that you're with us, Peter.
Make that one little step.
Show us.
I can do it, Terry.
You'll see.
You with me, man? Hey, hey, hey, I'm right here, Peter.
(BREATHING HEAVILY)
(SIRENS WAILING)
I can see it, Terry.
(THUDDING)
(LAUGHING)
Hey! It's not funny, Piggy.
Peter was a very bright boy.
The jumper's name was Peter Ladd.
Had about 1,500 micrograms of hallucinogens when he tried to fly.
And eight to five he's tied in to Professor Baines.
Yeah, but we got zip on him.
Yeah, but I have a great deal of faith
in your natural ability to get next to this guy.
Meanwhile, we'll do a little background work on him
and see if there's any chinks in his psychedelic armor.
That's interesting.
What?
Somebody's already beat us to the file, Joey.
Any way to find out who?
Well, there may be a way.
But it's a technique that probably a young cop of your tender years
probably shouldn't know about.
You inside yet?
Well, well, well.
(CHUCKLES)
Isn't that interesting.
I got to run something down, Joey.
Why don't you stay here and work with Detective Mills?
Mills?
Yeah. Detective doing a little casework for me.
I think you might be able to help her out.
Nice stroke, Crockett.
Never could beat you at this game.
What's shaking, Cutter?
You still mad at me, Sonny?
After, how long has it been, 12 years?
Thirteen, but who's counting?
Hey, Sonny.
Listen, what went down that day you got shot,
I have never forgotten or forgiven myself.
I run it on instant replay in my head every day of my life.
You'll pardon me if I don't jump to forgive you.
I do regret what happened, Sonny.
It's over, forget it. I have.
So, tell me why you accessed my file on Terry Baines.
Let me explain. For the past five years,
I've been developing new units, anti-gang, counter-terrorist.
I come up with something special.
Y.C.U. Young Criminal Unit.
I got three of the brightest young cops in this business.
Now, they can get inside places older cops can't touch.
(LAUGHING)
So that's why you pulled my file.
So that you could put your new unit under at Bradfield College.
Well, give it up, pal. I got a man under.
Hey, Sonny, Sonny! Come on, wait.
Hey, I got a hell of a shot with this program.
We're state mandated, we can cross county lines,
we can get involved wherever we're needed.
And we were assigned to this case by the Attorney General.
I don't give a damn if you were assigned by Dan Quayle.
You're not about to go charging in there
and screwing up an ongoing investigation,
maybe blow my man's cover.
Forget it, Cutter.
Sonny, Terry Baines graduated from Harvard,
summa cum laude in abnormal psychology at 16.
He's got an IQ that's off the charts.
If he makes Harden, that kid might not have time to call you and Rico.
He's gonna need guys in there, guys who can act fast.
(GUN FIRING)
Four out of five. Good shooting, Ray.
Detective Harden. Paul Cutter. Welcome.
Let me introduce you to the rest of our team.
Ray Mundy, Zack Andrews. This is Joey Harden.
Our other member, Tania Louis, you'll meet later.
Hey.
So you're the hotshot Cutter keeps warning us about, huh?
I'm from Fayetteville.
Arkansas. Home of the Razorbacks.
Hmm.
Where you hail from?
Baltimore. Former home of the Colts.
Me, I'm into surfboards and bikinis and I come from Long Beach.
Ever been to California, Harden?
Uh-uh, not yet. Maybe someday.
(GUN COCKING)
Wanna give it a shot?
Nice gun.
You guys authorized to use Magnums?
Sure. These, too.
Some of the dudes we come up against use anti-tank guns.
These cut their firepower a little.
(WHOOPS)
Nasty.
You know, I don't think Crockett was lying about him.
Not bad. But can you do that on the street, Baltimore?
I'm afraid you're never gonna find out.
CUTTER: Joey.
We're all real glad you agreed to meet with us now.
I think that we all have something to offer one another.
I'm gonna be up front with you, Captain.
I'm here 'cause Crockett tells me you have the cards and I got no choice.
No offense, but I work best alone.
Maybe, but keep an open mind.
I don't wanna pull rank on you, Joey,
I've just been around a long time.
Okay? There always comes a point
where a guy's glad to have a partner around.
I don't want to argue philosophy with you, Cutter.
Look, I've already made contact with Professor Baines,
I've almost penetrated his inner... Almost.
Harden, this guy Baines is offing kids.
We get three guys in there, all of us working different angles,
we're gonna get quicker results. And save some lives.
The way I see it, we get three guys in there,
we get two more chances to screw it up.
Hey, whoa, whoa, whoa.
So relax a little.
For this one case, at least, we're all working together,
so let's try and act professional about it, okay?
Tania Louis. Detective, I see you've survived so far.
Yes, but I'm in serious pain.
Really?
Maybe you should lie down and have someone massage your back.
(SNICKERING)
You think so? I mean, I've never been too into that New Age stuff,
but I'm real anxious to be proved wrong.
Harden, Tania's been doing some research for us on Professor Terry Baines.
Why don't you see if any of this jibes with what you already know?
I did a little workup on Terry Baines' intellectual background.
As you know, he teaches dream reality at Bradfield College.
But what may be new to you is this.
He doesn't base his interpretation of dreams on Sigmund Freud.
The cornerstone of his entire philosophy
is Edgar Allan Poe's book Eureka.
Poe? But he writes horror stories.
Right, and I thought they were all just treatments for Roger Corman movies.
Oh, yeah.
Poe thinks the dream world is ideal reality
and that normal waking consciousness is all compromise and lies.
Right, and that fits with what I learned from Peter Ladd,
the kid who jumped last weekend.
See, Baines is developing this new designer drug called Bliss.
The university was financing his research
because they thought it would be invaluable for terminal cancer patients.
But some of the more conservative professors formed a block against him
and they cut off his funding. That set him off.
Correct. But there's more to all this than just drugs.
Thanks.
Just doing my job, Detective.
She's the best, Harden.
Listen, you need any kind of help,
you just want to phone in, you use this.
Go on!
That's real handy for ordering pizza, too.
(EXCLAIMING)
Jane Mason was termed "schizophrenic" by her psychiatrists
because she told them she heard voices.
Okay, fair enough.
But then, all the great religious leaders from the past,
Saint Joan, Saint Paul,
well, they tell us that they heard voices, too.
So then, according to modern psychiatric standards,
perhaps all religious prophets are mad.
If Buddha or Jesus were alive today,
he'd be wrapped in a big shirt,
pumped full of mood elevators,
and subjected to 10 years of useless talk therapy
designed to make him come out as dull as George Bush.
(ALL LAUGH)
Professor Baines?
Words of wisdom, Mr. Fallon?
You mentioned Poe before, sir.
Didn't he attempt to reach a visionary state by using drugs, alcohol and opium?
Well, that's true.
But remember, kitties, with Poe, drugs were never merely recreational.
You see, Poe understood what all the great religious leaders knew.
That the waking world is really the world of sleep,
of half-consciousness, and we need desperately to wake up from that world.
Okay, I think that's enough for today.
Look, when we meet again tomorrow, guys,
try to say something remarkable, 'cause I'm starting to get bored up here.
That's an interesting observation, Fallon,
but I couldn't help noticing that all of your comments seem to be referring to drugs.
My interest is purely academic, sir.
But it is interesting how many great writers and artists
experimented with them.
(GIRL LAUGHING) Well, that's because any truly revolutionary artist
is never satisfied with the term "reality." Wow.
A term usually defined by bankers.
I know what Poe was getting at, sir.
Most of my generation is so lame.
They live on the most superficial level, cars, VCRs...
Thank you... I have to go, excuse me.
Claire, we have to go. I got that appointment.
Mmm-hmm.
Prof. Ray Donnor, I'm auditing your class.
It was a great lecture.
Thank you. Claire, let's go.
I enjoyed talking to you. Maybe I'll see you in the quad.
I hope so.
Listen, Ray, I think Baines' got eyes for Claire.
When you come onto her, he gets wierded out,
and it blows what I'm trying to do.
Well, maybe you should take another look, dude,
'cause I just got an invite to go to the professor's party this weekend.
I know all about it, I'm going myself. That's not the point.
I'm starting to develop a relationship with Baines.
You saw how he was talking to me in class. He was starting to bite.
I saw a teacher talking to a brownnosing student,
and afterwards, I saw him walk away from you,
which you then turn around and blame me for!
Just 'cause I'm not thinking with my crotch.
That's wrong, man, totally wrong.
You're not getting anywhere, so you get bent out of shape 'cause I am.
Well, don't mess up what I got going. Butt out!
(POP MUSIC PLAYING)
Well, that's interesting. I'll be there.
So, Zack, you write poetry? Interesting.
I've read a lot of your writing.
Well, that's not poetry.
Oh, it's better than most poetry. It's revolutionary.
It's a great honor to be in your class, sir.
Thank you. Have a good time at the party, huh?
I'll just go get something to drink.
I'm just gonna be back in a minute.
So, you dig Fallon?
What if I do? Will you be insanely jealous?
Nah, I ain't the jealous type,
unless it comes to the good professor.
You think that I'm getting it on with him? That's pretty silly.
Does that mean you're not?
That means it's none of your business.
Where's the hotshot?
He's up there, going for it.
Come here.
What are we doing here?
(SHUSHING)
Here we are, practically all alone.
CLAIRE: Except for the fact that there's 20 people on the terrace.
RAY: That's what makes it a challenge. Without getting caught?
(SHUSHING)
Well, the answer to your last question, Mr. Donnor,
is quite obviously no.
Why don't you go back to the party, Claire?
Now.
I hope you're not upset, Prof.
Well, you are quite the ladies' man, aren't you, Mr. Donnor?
Ah, Joey, there you are.
Yeah.
Hey, this is some great building.
I was downstairs looking at that fountain.
Italian marble, isn't it?
Mmm-hmm. It's from the Renaissance.
This building was once owned by Al Capone in the 1920s,
and he liberated the fountain from Sicily.
Hey, since you like old things so much, then come with me,
I'll show you something that will give you a real thrill.
Take a seat.
It's my prize.
I found it on a trip to Africa.
See, the natives believe that if you cut a man with this,
he'll be powerless to lie to you.
Interesting, huh?
For example, if I was to cut your face with this knife,
and then ask if you were just in here going through my personal things,
well, you would have to tell me the truth.
Are you asking me, Terry?
'Cause the answer is no.
I prefer a more direct approach.
(CHUCKLING) Well.
Well, that's very commendable.
Like what?
Well, as your loyal student, I've been doing my homework,
and I've discovered that you've lost your backing at the college.
They pulled your grant money,
and your never gonna be able to finish developing that magic pill.
Who told you these stories, Joey?
Look, Terry,
designer drugs are coming back in like tie-dyed T-shirts.
I make it my business to know who's the best chemist,
and I got a buyer.
Hmm.
How did I know that your interest in school is less than academic?
(YELLS)
(LAUGHING)
You see, Joey, there are no families out there anymore.
The government is just a bunch of vegematic salesmen,
and God has gone on permanent vacation.
America's turned into a big stadium
where a bunch of morons in identical blue raincoats
watch an endless football game.
But I can change all that with my little pill.
I can do what 1,000 hours of reading books
or discussing the great ideas can never accomplish.
I can make people see, Joey.
So I'd love to meet your buyer.
Tomorrow at 10:00. At Penrod's.
And Joey, no more games.
Right, Terry.
I'll leave those up to you.
(DOOR CLOSES)
(CHUCKLING) Dom Perignon in the afternoon.
Mmm. Cheers.
Cheers.
I like that. I like you.
It's getting hot in here.
I thought that was the girl's line.
Yeah. It's just that I like you.
I respect you.
How nice.
(CLAIRE LAUGHING)
Claire...
You're terrific.
You are so incredibly beautiful!
But, look, we're not running a race,
so we don't have to go so fast.
You just have to learn to trust your feelings.
Terry always tells us... Terry? Terry?
Do you know what Terry is?
I know he can seem weird sometimes,
but he's just trying to get us to realize our full potential.
Claire, listen to yourself.
The guy's a sadist, he's a control freak.
Ray, Terry's not like the other professors.
They only ask questions. He tries to get answers.
So he attracts some really smart kids,
and some really messed up ones, like Lisa and Peter.
Lisa?
He told me about this woman that he was involved with
when he taught at Towson State.
He was crazy about her, but she got killed in a boating accident.
That's exactly my point.
You're wrong.
He saw things in me that no one else ever did.
He knows things about me.
Not only did I think that he was the smartest man I ever met,
but I also thought he was the kindest.
But lately,
I'm afraid.
It's okay.
Claire, Claire.
It's okay.
Professor, I'd like you to meet a good friend of mine,
Dan Hoffman, from New York.
Mr. Hoffman. New York, huh? Mmm-hmm.
I used to live there myself, in SoHo,
before the bankers took it over.
Yeah, know what you mean.
First thing they do is kick out all the artists,
second thing they do is dress up like artists themselves.
Hmm.
Joey, why don't you go play with some of the co-eds?
Yeah, sure. Good boy.
So, Mr. Hoffman,
Joey tells me that you are interested in,
shall we say, bettering the world through chemistry.
That's true.
You might consider me a kind of chemical Mother Teresa.
With one difference.
I got a very active interest in the profit motive.
Somehow, I sort of suspected that.
(PHONE RINGING)
Hello. Hey.
Nice move, Ray. You saved my butt.
Yeah, well, that don't mean we gotta become pals or anything, does it?
No, we wouldn't want that.
But I owe you. Forget about it.
Look, have Tania check out a girl named Lisa Wells, from Baltimore.
She was a drowning victim. You get anything?
Could be, yeah. We've set up another meet.
Look, I gotta run, so you watch your butt, right?
Right.
(PHONE RINGING)
Just because I saved your life don't mean I gotta answer the...
CLAIRE: Ray, it's me.
I remembered something weird Peter said about Terry's experiments.
We should check his file.
Meet me at Terry's office, Harrison Hall, half an hour.
Got it.
Harden here.
I'm gonna beat you to the punch, Baltimore.
These are reports of some kind of experiment. Listen.
"Gave patient P 300 milligrams of Bliss at 10:00 a.m.
"Subject P experienced level four by 11:00 a.m.
"Very positive." What was that?
Nothing.
Listen, this is two days later.
"Subject P has become angry.
"He demanded the drug in greater doses, and when I refused,
"he threatened to tell the Dean about experiments.
"This rage, worst side-effect of Bliss. Must work to reduce it,
"and must endeavor to work with Peter,
"explain to him the importance of secrecy."
I did work with Peter, or at least I tried to.
(GUN COCKING)
But he was soft, weak.
Drop it, or I give her a bullet.
A gun?
Who would carry a gun? A dealer?
A cop, maybe? A cop?
Get serious, Baines.
(SHUSHING)
It's a pity that you're so obvious in your affections, Claire.
See, I did try to teach her an appreciation of subtlety.
But it's terribly disappointing.
Make sure we get it all. Yeah.
All of it.
Oh, God, Ray!
Okay, let's cover him up.
Hey. Hey, you! You be careful with him.
That was my partner, you hear me?
Cool down.
The hell with that.
The cowboy and Claire, they didn't die in no car wreck.
Now I'm taking that son of a bitch Baines out myself, Cutter,
you hear me? That's right, man.
From now on we're playing by a whole new set of rules.
Bull. Come here. Hey, you! You! Get over here.
CUTTER: This is the kind of cops you guys are, huh?
First time something goes bad, you turn into a couple of cheap-jack vigilantes?
Well, that don't make it with me, man.
What the hell are we supposed to do, then?
That cat ain't gonna sell us Aspirin now, not with all this heat around.
We're not gonna get him legally, he's gonna walk.
Like hell. You listen to me. Ray. Ray blew in.
He played cowboy. He's laying in the street.
You're gonna calm down, both of you, and then you're gonna think.
(SCOFFING) Oh, great. Think about what, for God's sake?
Think about how to get in, about how he works, what he needs.
Later, man. I'm out of here.
How would you rate our collaboration so far, Cutter?
Utter failure, or a total disaster?
Come here, come here! You got something to say, say it, kid.
I'm not in the mood for witty banter.
Here's the deal. I'm still in this with you
because I can't figure out a way to get out.
But as soon as this case is finished, we're history.
Fine, 'cause with that attitude, I don't need you anyway.
What the hell do you expect? This doesn't work.
You don't need a lamp to see that.
I see that I made a mistake about Ray.
He was a brilliant young cop, but I misjudged his ability to work with other people.
His death is on my hands, and I won't forget it as long as I live.
But I still think you could do it.
Make a team with these guys.
God, I guess this is it.
Hey, man, I don't want to quit.
I know, but with Harden out of it, there's no way.
We can't stay undercover alone.
My old man, he was a cop.
Best damn cop in Baltimore.
Ended up shot in an alley
by his partner who was dealing scag.
That's pretty cold.
That why you don't want partners?
Could be.
But maybe I just don't trust Cutter.
Oh, come on.
As Ray's boss. Wait a minute.
Now, Cutter is not only the best cop I know, he's the best man.
Now, when my daddy died, he flew with me to Arkansas,
and he stayed up with me three nights in a row,
talking me through the whole thing.
That's just the kind of man he is.
That right?
Yeah.
Come on.
(ZACK WHOOPS)
Terry Baines was accepted for a fellowship to the Menninger Clinic,
but he left under a cloud after his roommate committed suicide.
Now, Tania's come up with something else on this.
Okay, Lisa Wells, the woman from Towson.
Apparently, she was a patent lawyer working for Baines,
crazy about him, and was putting a lot of pressure on him to marry her,
when she accidentally drowned.
Like Peter Ladd, she came from a broken home.
In fact, all of Baines' crew have a remarkably similar emotional makeup.
Pig, Antonio, Peter, Claire, all from broken homes.
And most of them have spent time in psychiatric clinics.
That fits. Let's nail him.
(KNOCKING AT DOOR)
Come.
Professor Baines... Oh. I see you're busy. I'm sorry to bother you.
Oh, no, no, no, nonsense, Zack, I'm just grading papers.
Half-baked ideas written by functional illiterates. Come on in.
I know I don't have any right to be here.
I just don't know where else to go.
Well, I'm sure it's not as bad as all that.
(WHISTLES)
How?
My father, sir, he's a big man, and a drinker.
He found a poem I was writing.
Zack, there are
authorities for that kind of thing.
No, I come from a small town. My father's the mayor there.
Lions Club, Kiwanis, you know the kind of guy I'm talking about, sir.
The checkered pants, the white belt.
Yeah. Mr. Haute Couture.
Loved by all the local gentry, no doubt.
Sure. King of the appliance salesmen.
But when he gets loaded,
and he starts talking about all his glory days on the gridiron,
well, he gets mean,
and he blames it all on me, his beatnik Commie son.
New Babbitts. Ignorant, arrogant and brutal.
I just keep having these thoughts, sir, of just ending it all.
Oh, Zack,
I know exactly how you feel.
But there are other ways, believe me.
Only they take courage.
What are they? Tell me.
First, you must forget that your parents are alive.
You have to step away from them as if...
As if you were an astronaut, and they were already on another planet.
Do you think you could do that?
If you helped me, sir.
If you helped me, I think I can.
Good.
PIG: Looks like he's starting to feel it, Professor.
ANTONIO: Looks more like he's starting to freak out.
Maybe you should have told him he was taking the drug
instead of just dumping it in his coffee.
Mmm-hmm, and then have him sit there waiting to go on his trip?
No, this way you get a pure response.
Okay, get him out of there. Get him out of there!
ZACK: Hey!
I know who you are, man.
I know who you are. You're not me.
I know what I am. You're not me.
Uh-oh! Zack?
(SCREAMING)
Come on, now, Zack. Easy does it, huh? Come on.
(ZACK SCREAMING)
Hold on, Zackie boy.
Zack! Zack, wait!
Come on, Zack, wait up.
(TRUCK HORN BLARING)
Get out of the road! Zack!
(EXCLAIMING)
Wait! We missed the boat. We missed the boat.
No, wait! I saw it.
Joey, how are you?
I'm okay. We got serious problems, Professor.
For one, my buyer's split. Says he can't take the heat.
Oh, it's a minor inconvenience.
Once you've got a good product,
the buyers are gonna come out like wolves.
What about Zack?
I mean, I just talked to him, and he's real freaked.
Says he's still flying. And he's going to the cops.
So what? Zack's a nutcase.
Who's gonna believe his word against mine?
That may have been true in the past, Terry,
but with the death of Peter Ladd,
and Ray and Claire's little auto accident,
I bet you he could find some interested listeners.
Zack's charges are absurd.
But speaking theoretically, what would you have me do?
Meet me at Harrison Hall tonight at midnight. I'll show you.
I mentioned Harrison Hall, and you bring me here?
Maybe Terry likes the view from here better.
You don't mind, do you, hotshot?
Come on, pal.
Let's go, Zack.
Gee, Ter, and I thought the teacherlpupil relationship was built on mutual trust.
He's clean.
Now I trust you.
It's 12:15. I can barely hear him. Something's gone down wrong.
Leave the backup. Let's hit it.
(ENGINE STARTS)
So Joey, why was I invited up here?
'Cause Zackie here wants to show you how sorry he is
he freaked out the other day.
Right, Zackie?
That's right, Professor Baines.
I'm gonna be just like old Mr. Poe, and fall into the tarn.
Yes, you will, Zack.
JOEY: We're gonna take a little walk together, right, Andrews?
Rebuild our meaningful relationship.
Yeah, sure.
We're gonna take one step together, Andrews.
And remember, I'm with you,
and Terry, too.
Take a walk on the wild side, Zackie.
I can do it.
I can, Professor Baines.
I'll never let you down ever again.
A little closer, Zack. A little closer.
Come on, what are you waiting for, Zack?
I don't know, maybe he doesn't wanna go.
Well, he has to go on.
Hey, Joey, I thought you were gonna take care of this for me.
Now, you've been doing beautifully so far. Don't disappoint me now.
I want to, but I feel kind of sick.
It's just nerves.
Hey, look, when I did Lisa, puked my guts out.
TERRY: By the time I got to Peter, better than sex.
Now do it!
Up ahead. It's gotta be one of those two buildings.
That's very interesting, Terry.
Now, you're under arrest for murder.
Don't even think about it. Drop them!
You forgot one thing, Fallon. You're not wearing a wire.
It's gonna be your word against all of ours.
Not really, Ter.
Hey, hey! What are you guys doing up...
Okay, come on, boys. Drop them!
Bad cops, found with drugs, offed by angry dealers.
You guys made it real easy for me. Like hell!
The fat boy will probably crack up and tell his mother.
Shut the hell up, cop!
Hey, Piggy, let me show you how I call the hogs down at home.
We say, "Ooh, pig!"
Shut up. We say, "Ooh, pig!"
(ALL SHOUTING)
(GRUNTING)
Freeze! All of you.
(SCREAMING)
(EXHALES)
You okay, kid?
Yeah.
Though I never want a place with a view again.
How'd we do there, Captain?
Not bad, for a bunch of hotshots.
You didn't do too bad either, Cut, for an old slow guy.
It sure don't seem right without the old surf cowboy here, man.
I wish Ray was with us.
Maybe we ought to keep on keeping on.
Hey, what do you say? I'll buy you dinner. We'll talk about it.
Hard-headed man, isn't he?
Yeah, that's his trademark.
Yeah?
Well, he doesn't have a patent on it.