Midnight Run for Your Life

Lorna Bellstratton:
You're the Road, umm, Warrior.

Pemberton:
Runner. I'm the Road Runner! Okay?

Lorna Bellstratton:
[quietly] Sorry. My tears kinda messed up your add.

Jack Walsh:
[the skip keeps talking and talking] Look, theres cough medicine in the dash. Why don't you suck on that for a few miles.

Jack Walsh:
Hello, Eddie.

Eddie Moscone:
Jack! What are you doin' here?

Jack Walsh:
Oh, I just dropped off you hop-head. Where's my money?

Eddie Moscone:
Jack, I can't talk business now. I have this thing.

Jack Walsh:
What- What thing?

Eddie Moscone:
This thing with this guy, it's complicated. I can't even explain.

Jack Walsh:
Ah, well then I won't keep you. There you go. [Lets Eddie leave, then stoppes him]

Eddie Moscone:
Hey, Jack, what are you doin'?

Jack Walsh:
Eddie, do you know the differance between a bad liar and a good one?

Eddie Moscone:
Jack, you got no right to...

Jack Walsh:
Specifics. See, the bad liar would say things like: "I don't have your money because I have this thing with this guy doin' this thing...

Eddie Moscone:
Jack, come on, I got no time for this...

Jack Walsh:
Now, the good liar, he'll use specifics, he would say: "You know, I don't have your money because I was at the Panama Canal doin' the New York Time crossword puzzel. Now, it may sound crazy but it's so specific you just have to... buy it. Did we say 800?

Eddie Moscone:
742.33

Jack Walsh:
That's good, Eddie. Thats a very specific number. That's good.

Lorna Bellstratton:
[Jack takes Lorna dancing for fun] This is really very sweet of you.

Jack Walsh:
Shut up.

Lorna Bellstratton:
That's okay, you don't have to be nice to me, it's probably easier that way, huh? Can you at least tell me your name?

Jack Walsh:
No.

Lorna Bellstratton:
Aw, come on.

Jack Walsh:
[signs]... Jack

Lorna Bellstratton:
Really? That's my dog's name!

Jack Walsh:
You don't say.

Lorna Bellstratton:
You mean your not the Road Runner?

Jack Walsh:
[laughs] I'm not even Wile E. Coyote. [Lorna slaps him] What the hell was that for?

Lorna Bellstratton:
Who are you?

Jack Walsh:
Jack. Like your dog, remember?

Lorna Bellstratton:
Are you a cop?

Jack Walsh:
No!

Lorna Bellstratton:
Oh my God! You work for Michael, don't you?

Jack Walsh:
Michael who?

Lorna Bellstratton:
Don't give me that, I know exactly what's going on! He sent you to bring me back and finish the job! But I'm sorry, but, you aren't going to have that opportunity because I'm perfectly capable of killing myself, thank you.

Jack Walsh:
I think we both had enough fun for one night.

Pemberton:
[Pushes Lorna off the road away from a truck]

Jack Walsh:
What the hell did you do that for?

Pemberton:
Well, I didn't want her to get hurt!

Jack Walsh:
...Your paid to kill her!

Lorna Bellstratton:
Guys! What are we arguing for? Everything's fine.

Hector:
[talking to Vega on the phone]

Benny:
Tell him I said "good-bye."

Hector:
What?

Benny:
[firmly] Tell him I said "good-bye."

Hector:
[sighs] Benny says "good-bye."

Michael Vegan:
[hangs up]

Hector:
You idiot.

Benny:
What did he say?

Reporter #1:
Ms. Bellstratten, what makes you so sure that your niece is innocent?

Aunt Mimi:
Well, look at the facts. A naive young women, swept away by a man and force to commit unspeakable acts. If it wasn't real, I'd swear it was a movie.

Reporter #2:
Well, movie of the week, anyway.

Clifford:
Our favorite diva has finally found her prince. And do you know where this mystery man is taking her?

Delores:
To the top! Whoa! [laughs]

Clifford:
To the top. But, you'll never forget us, will you, Lorna?

Loud man in restaurant:
On your way to the top, would you mind dropping off my check?

[repeated line]

Jack Walsh:
Love my life!

[last lines]

Lorna Bellstratton:
Dear Jack, How does one thank someone for saving there life? Maybe if we had a proper good-bye, I would have found the words. But, I don't know. My track record with words seems to get me into trouble. I know you said we probably won't ever see one another again, but I can't help but hope that maybe someone like you could meet someone like me and maybe, somehow, make it work. I miss you, Jack. Lorna.

Jack Walsh:
Ha! [cracks open the champagne]

Aunt Mimi:
She was always a quite child. Never gave anyone any trouble. But, even in the crib she could carry a tune.

Lt. Breem:
Well, ma'am...

Aunt Mimi:
[pulls out a picture of Lorna, dressed like Dorthey Gail] Here she is in a local production of "The Wizard of Oz." She looks more like Judy Garland then Judy Garland does, don't you think?

Lt. Breem:
[laughs] Yes, ma'am, but I...

Aunt Mimi:
I made that costume.

Lt. Breem:
Really? Well, that's very nice, but see... I... you... Can I get a, can I get a stenographer in here please?

Lorna Bellstratton:
[locked in the bathroom from the night before to hide from the hit man]

Jack Walsh:
[phone rings, wakes up Jack, it's his 'wake up call'] Yeah, thanks. [to Lorna] Kid, it's time to hit the road. Lorna! I'm too tired to play games here.

Lorna Bellstratton:
[struggles tring to grab the hair drier]

Jack Walsh:
I'm waiting. [hits the door] Your really pissing me off! [breaks open the door, grabs Lorna] What the hell is this?

Lorna Bellstratton:
I'm tring to have an accident.

Jack Walsh:
You think this is a way to solve your problems, huh?

Lorna Bellstratton:
People drown in an inch of water all the time, it's a perfectly reasonable way to go.

Jack Walsh:
The only place your goin' is back to Los Angeles.

Lorna Bellstratton:
How much is Michael paying you to do this?

Jack Walsh:
Shut up. I don't want to hear another word outta you.

Jack Walsh:
Look, would you mind if I just dragged you along side the car?

Artie Kisco:
You don't believe me? Listen to "Stairway to Heaven," you know, the Zepplin tune. It was commissioned by the C.I.A to deflect attention from the conspiracy and focus on the greeving widows!

Jack Walsh:
SHUT UP! Just shut up! Alright? Please...