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Fast bike, huh?

 

Yeah, sometimes.

 

Want me to fill it up?

 

l'm not here for the gas.

 

You can keep an eye on it for me.

 

Leave it on the road, guys.

 

That stunt almost cost me my ride, boy.

 

- You were in my way. l was in a hurry.
- Well, now you'll be late.

 

Hey! Get your dirty little punk ass
off my car.

 

What is it about driving cars
that makes you all such assholes?

 

Can you do something
about these dirty windows?

 

Five bucks.

 

Make it 1 0.

 

Thanks.

 

Buckle up.

 

Well. lt didn't take long
for you to find trouble.

 

Step up. l'm running
a two- for- one special today.

 

Special, huh?

 

Can l get fries with that?
Because l'm hungry as hell.

 

- What's up, Ford? How you doing, boy?
- Good to see you, man.

 

- Wish l could say the same for you.
- Welcome home.

 

Thanks, man.
Val, Dalton. Late as usual.

 

Dude's gone six months in Thailand without
a word and now he's busting our chops.

 

Since when did you get so sensitive?

 

l got a rally to get to.

 

You must be in a hurry to die.

 

Henry James and his boys aren't gonna be
as happy to see you as we are.

 

- You were on the run. Why you back now?
- l gotta make things right.

 

l couldn't stop thinking about her.

 

- And here l thought it was all about us.
- Look...

 

...this is my mess, not yours.
You don't have to make this run.

 

- We can't let you have all the fun.
- You're gonna need us.

 

Yes, l am.

 

Still know how to ride that thing?

 

We'll have to race
the twisties to find out.

 

Ford, what the hell are you doing?

 

l don't want to miss that look
on your face when l blow past you.

 

What the--?

 

- We got company.
- Out of my way, punk!

 

What's his problem?

 

l got him!

 

- Your ass is mine.
- Let's go, punk.

 

Come on, what you got?

 

- You like that?
- Bring that piece of shit on.

 

l'm burning, l'm burning.

 

- Relax!
- You should've let him burn!

 

He could've killed us!

 

Hey, punk, we ain't done yet.
Move out of the way.

 

Let's see if this guy fights
as bad as he rides.

 

- Walk away.
- You got loud pipes...

 

...but you ain't saying nothing!

 

You ain't gonna like how this ends.

 

lt's your turn to burn, white boy.

 

What's up, J? Drop something?

 

Just taking care of some business, T.

 

Ford. l heard you was up in lndochina
eating sushi and shit.

 

- l thought sushi came from Japan.
- l know where sushi come from, nigga.

 

l ain't even talking to you.

 

You know l could smash you right now.

 

You and your little tricycle friends.

 

But l'm gonna give you a pass.

 

Consider it a welcome- home present.

 

Under one condition. Somebody gonna
give my brother a new bike.

 

- l want his bike.
- l ain't giving you shit.

 

There's only one way
you're getting one of these bikes.

 

l know you been gone a long time, Ford.

 

But not long enough to forget
who run things around here.

 

l hate to see you end up as Dojo's dinner.

 

Trey. One- time.

 

Probably not a good time
to be feeding Dojo anything, huh?

 

Get that bike from you later.

 

Hey, officer, how's it going?

 

Beautiful day today.

 

- What are you waiting for?
- What you think?

 

Go show these boys how to ride.

 

- How about a ride?
- This thing might be too much for you.

 

- We'll never know till l'm on it.
- All right, you too.

 

lt's not that l don't enjoy your company.

 

Just be gentle with him.

 

- Nice bike.
- Nice ass.

 

Got a name?

 

Yeah.

 

Ford. What's he doing here?

 

Forecast for today:
sun, sun and more sun.

 

Highs 94 to 1 03.
Don't forget your sunscreen, folks.

 

Southwest winds 1 0 to 1 5 miles per hour,
with locally higher gusts.

 

Be with you in a second.

 

Looking for something in particular?

 

Yeah, you got one of them seats in a pink
Naugahyde? Maybe with a little gold fringe?

 

You never were funny, Ford.

 

Oh, come on, you used to think
l was funny.

 

Maybe you lost your sense of humor.

 

l think l have a pretty good sense of humor.

 

Like the morning you skipped town
before agents raided my shop...

 

...waving warrants, telling me
my boyfriend's a drug dealer?

 

That was funny.
l laughed my ass off for weeks.

 

l wrote you letters.

 

- l made fires.
- l tried to call.

 

Yeah, but my phone was tapped
for six months. That was fun too.

 

- Can l explain?
- Let me guess.

 

You're sorry, you didn't mean to hurt me,
you were trying to protect me...

 

- ...and it wasn't your fault.
- lt was my fault.

 

- We're closed.
- The sign said--

 

Well, the sign lied. Thanks.

 

You too, Ford.

 

You don't know how many times l've played
this out in my head in the last six months.

 

Must be frustrating.

 

You got balls even coming here.

 

The feds and the Hellions are after you
and Henry James thinks you stole his bikes.

 

Yeah.

 

Well, that's because l did.

 

- Ford?
- Yeah?

 

- Go now, please, before l--
- Before what?

 

And to think we almost decided
to go to the beach this weekend.

 

Lucky for me, Luther hates to swim.

 

Henry.

 

l don't know why
you're buying a new seat, Ford.

 

Looks like you haven't
broken in your old one yet.

 

Looks like Ford prefers to ride bitch to me.

 

lt looks to me like you ought
to buy a new seat yourself, Henry.

 

Share one with your friends long enough
and you're liable to catch something.

 

Heard you were in lndochina.

 

Some shit like that.

 

- Good food there?
- Thailand, actually...

 

...but the food was great.
Thanks for asking.

 

You're a pretty funny guy, Ford.

 

Tell me...

 

...you got a punch line for this:

 

Where are my goddamn bikes?

 

You really want them...

 

...or what's inside them?

 

Where are they?

 

- Why don't you just cut it out of him.
- No, he won't.

 

He's too smart for that.

 

Because he knows if he touches me
he'll never get his shit back.

 

Then again...

 

...l'm not that smart.

 

Shane.

 

You've got till sundown
to hand over my bikes.

 

- Your brother said we had a deal.
- Junior don't do the deals around here, l do.

 

Well, if Junior ain't allowed to make deals,
he shouldn't be allowed to speak.

 

That's funny, because l was
thinking the same thing.

 

l didn't come here to watch you
pet your dog, primate.

 

l didn't invite your Dukes of Hazzard ass.

 

So you can raise up whenever you feel it.
The answer is no.

 

You're not slinging your dope on my streets.

 

Hand me that bottle.

 

Look...

 

...l'm not some dimebag street punk.

 

l'm a businessman.

 

And l'm telling you to make this right.

 

l wouldn't give a shit
if you was Don Corleone himself.

 

The answer is still no.

 

So get out of my face.

 

What the hell was you looking at?

 

l love you.

 

Trey, what's wrong? l thought you
would've been down with that shit.

 

You could've made a killing.

 

First you gonna act a fool
up there on the road, now this?

 

What's wrong with you?

 

You messing with
my goddamn good nature, boy.

 

Go get me a beer, man.
You messing up my buzz.

 

Get me a Diet Pepsi. Don't slam my door.

 

You better count to 1 0!

 

- l'm gonna whup his ass.
- Shut up. Put Rasan and Nomo on him.

 

Dojo got more sense than that boy.

 

Henry, looks like
you're the one riding bitch.

 

Looks like your engine
could use a little work.

 

What part of "l don't love you
anymore, you're a bastard...

 

...and l never wanna see you again"
didn't you understand?

 

How about the part that stops you
from driving off right now?

 

Thirsty?

 

All right, one beer. But you're buying.

 

- What up, Junior? You all right?
- No, l'm definitely not all right, man. Move!

 

Watch out, white boy.

 

- Call it an accident?
- How about l kick your ass?

 

No, l prefer we still call it an accident.

 

- How about now?
- Now it looks like you owe me a beer.

 

- Junior! Junior!
- l'm gonna kill you!

 

Come on, chill!

 

l'm gonna talk to you. Why you always
got to show your ass, man, huh?

 

Why you can't come here
and play your position?

 

Look at me, boy.

 

l love you. You're my brother,
but you better stop embarrassing me.

 

Stop acting so damn crazy.

 

And l got your back for life.

 

Well, if you got my back, then show me,
blood, on everything!

 

You ain't got my back, man. You ain't
got my back, Trey. Forget you, man.

 

Watch out. Get out of my way, man.

 

Dawson's Creek almost beat
your brother's ass, blood.

 

Shut up, man. Go get my dog.

 

- What're we gonna do about Ford?
- Junior just solved our problem.

 

- Why don't we just grab him right now?
- No, not now.

 

l got a better idea. Get the boys.

 

What is it with you, Ford?
Everywhere you go, everything turns to hell.

 

Yeah, it's a talent l have.

 

Go powder your nose, China.

 

Let's have some fun.

 

- That's him. Get him.
- There he is.

 

We'd like to thank the Hellions for
messing up another gig. l'm out of here.

 

He ain't going anywhere.

 

- Here he comes.
- There he goes. Get him!

 

See you, Junior.

 

Hey, what's up, man?

 

Hey. What's up?

 

Hey, dude.

 

Damn!

 

You screwed me, Junior.

 

l assume you're apologizing
for setting up a deal you couldn't do.

 

l made promises based on your black ass.

 

And now l've got a problem.

 

- But you're gonna help me out of it.
- Yo, dog.

 

Just give me time. l'm gonna talk to Trey.
We could work this out, man.

 

l could make this happen, all right?

 

Time's up.

 

You know what to do, baby?

 

There's this one road that winds up
the coast from Bangkok to Pattani.

 

lt's got mountains on one side,
ocean on the other...

 

...so close sometimes it feels like
you can just drag your foot in it.

 

l tell you, the last six months, every time
l took that drive l thought about you.

 

Did you come all this way
to sell me a trip to Thailand?

 

You got to the bottom of this beer.
Explain away.

 

All right.

 

First met Henry about a year ago. l didn't
like him, but he was a paying customer.

 

l fixed his chopper a couple times.

 

Six months ago, he turns up at your shop...

 

...with these two bikes.
He asked me if l'd mind looking after them.

 

l figure,
what the hell, right?

 

So l do.

 

Then l go to move them, they don't start.
So l check the tanks.

 

They're filled with kilos of crystal meth.

 

So first thing, l get them out of there.

 

So that's why that fed McPherson
raided my shop after you split.

 

And you dropped off
the face of the Earth.

 

l took off...

 

...so that you wouldn't get dragged into it.

 

l split.

 

Now l'm the only one involved with Henry.

 

So you left to protect me?

 

What'd you think, you were gonna just
come back and explain everything...

 

...and then we'd just ride off
into the sunset together?

 

More or less.

 

Well, which is it? More or less?

 

Well, l was actually thinking Mexico.

 

- You're killing me.
- Get your gear on.

 

- Not a good time.
- Heading to Cabo. Shane's coming.

 

- Damn, really?
- Yeah.

 

- Give me 1 0 minutes, all right?
- Come on.

 

Move.

 

Move, man! Move!

 

Damn!

 

Wait. That's my brother, man.

 

lt's all right.

 

Oh, no. No, man.
l'm taking him with me.

 

You can't do that, son.

 

Now, we're gonna find out who done this.

 

lf you have any ideas who would
want to kill your brother--

 

lf l knew who did this,
you'd have two dead bodies right now.

 

We got a witness.
Says she saw the whole thing.

 

A white male, mid- 20s,
rode a custom motorcycle.

 

- Wore black and orange leathers.
- Black and orange leathers?

 

Hey, you know somebody
who fits that description?

 

Not anymore.

 

Let's go!

 

FBl. Agent McPherson,
federal gang task force.

 

Sheriff Barnes.
You don't look like your typical fed.

 

What'd you expect? A cheap suit,
late- model Taurus, a $ 1 0 haircut?

 

How'd y'all get here so fast?

 

Get this many motorheads
in one place, all wearing colors...

 

...something's bound to happen.
Pays to be close.

 

Oh, this is Agent Henderson.

 

Don't let her good looks fool you.
She's one of the best field operatives.

 

Excuse me, l have to take this.

 

Yeah. Hi, baby.
l'm at a crime scene right now.

 

- lt's a typical homicide.
- Typical homicide?

 

Maybe you can explain to me
what a typical homicide is.

 

All right, l'll take care of it.
Yeah, l promise.

 

- l've got an eyewitness.
- You do?

 

- Yeah.
- You've practically got this solved.

 

l love you too. Jesus Christ.

 

We've got the murder weapon
and she saw the whole thing.

 

Congratulations.

 

l don't care if we have to comb
every inch of California.

 

l want that boy Ford, and l want
his head in Dojo's bowl by midnight.

 

- Amen?
- Amen.

 

Come on, boy.

 

Motel policy for cash customers.

 

Jay.

 

- Got him.
- Son of a bitch.

 

- l tried to pop Ford six months ago.
- He's cute.

 

You can visit him in prison. Map.

 

That's why you broke, you eat too much.

 

- l got it.
- That's okay.

 

What were you planning on paying with,
your good looks or your smile?

 

l love a girl who can
take care of herself, man.

 

l would've come back too.

 

lf you boys will excuse me.

 

lt seems like l'm overdue
for some paint and bodywork myself.

 

So, what are you gonna do about Henry?
We got a plan, right?

 

Yeah, once we're in the clear, l'm gonna tell
Henry where he can pick up his shit.

 

Of course...

 

...l'm also gonna call that punk
McPherson and tell him.

 

Arrange a get- together with the evidence.

 

That way everybody gets
what they deserve, right?

 

Henry gets his shit,
McPherson gets Henry...

 

...and we all go to Mexico and get drunk.

 

As l reported earlier, Wallace, a member
of an lnglewood motorcycle gang...

 

...the Reapers, was brutally murdered
last night with a motorcycle chain.

 

With the help of an eyewitness,
the FBl has come up with a suspect:

 

Cary Ford, a white male
in his late 20s.

 

Ford was last seen riding
a black custom motorcycle...

 

...wearing orange and black
racing leathers.

 

lf you have any idea
as to his whereabouts...

 

...please contact the local authorities.

 

Cary Ford is now the prime suspect
in the murder of Junior Wallace.

 

Call the sheriff, Hal.

 

Ford was just spotted at Lone Pine.

 

Let's drive a little.

 

Yeah.

 

Heard on the scanner
they spotted the white boy.

 

- Dawson's Creek, the white boy.
- All right, get me a map.

 

We gotta make up some time.

 

- Yeah?
- Give me Ford.

 

Ford. lt's for you.

 

- Ford.
- Change in plans.

 

Seems your buddy Junior's dead.

 

Feds think you did it.

 

Reapers think you did it.
Hell, everybody thinks you did it.

 

You tell me where my stuff is
and it all goes away.

 

l don't take orders, Henry.

 

- Never have, never will.
- What's that?

 

Ever heard that what you put out
comes back tenfold?

 

You spent too much time in Chink Land,
Ford. What does that mean?

 

lt means l don't wanna be next to you
when the shit hits the fan.

 

And by the way, Henry...

 

..."Chink Land" implies China.
l was in Thailand, it's a different country.

 

Hey, my phone!

 

Hold it right there.

 

Everybody down on the ground!

 

Quit shooting!

 

You got the wrong guy.

 

We'll let the sheriff sort it out
when they get here.

 

- Are you okay?
- l got it under control!

 

l didn't kill anybody.

 

Shit!

 

You Earl?

 

Loved your French toast.

 

- Down.
- Like l said...

 

- ...l love a girl who can take care of herself.
- Thanks.

 

You're on the news.
That guy you got in a fight with is dead.

 

- Henry set me up. He wants his drugs back.
- Why don't you give them back.

 

- lt's the only insurance l got.
- You were with me last night.

 

l'm your alibi. Down, Earl!

 

Tell the cops.

 

Right now it ain't the cops
that l'm worried about.

 

Not good.

 

- Reapers!
- He's right, Shane.

 

You think we could finish
this conversation later?

 

All right. Once we're in the clear,
you call the cops. Agreed?

 

What should l do with this?

 

Forget what l said about liking women
who can take care of themselves.

 

Sorry, it's gonna get crazy.
You'll be safer here than running with us.

 

- See you back in L.A.
- What am l supposed to do?

 

Hang out with Earl?

 

Which way?

 

Which way did you say, old man?

 

- Which way?
- Shortcut!

 

Let's catch them,
kill them and bury them!

 

They're still on us!
Shit! There's more of them!

 

- What are we gonna do, Ford?
- Where we going?

 

l'm working on it!

 

Which way did they go?

 

Damn! Come on!

 

Now can we call the cops?

 

- No.
- Why not?

 

Because it's not just the cops,
it's McPherson.

 

McPherson?

 

The guy that tore up your shop.

 

He already thinks l'm a drug dealer.

 

Now he thinks l shot Junior.
And he has no reason to think otherwise...

 

- ...unless l can prove it.
- Bad just turned to worse. Bent link.

 

This just keeps getting
better and better.

 

l got a spare in my toolkit.

 

He was strangled, by the way.

 

- Who?
- Junior. He was strangled with a bike chain.

 

Shit.

 

Henry used the chain off his own bike.

 

- How do you know that?
- How do you know?

 

Yeah, how did you know that?

 

Well, it's....

 

lt's complicated.

 

- You turning left, or we going to Oregon?
- lt's right.

 

lt's right? What--?

 

Get the finger out of my face.
l know where l'm going.

 

Henry just screwed himself.

 

- See those scratches and nicks?
- Yeah.

 

Well, it picks them up
from the sprocket.

 

Now, no two bikes
got the same chain- wear pattern...

 

...because no two sprockets
are the same.

 

So we match the chain
used to kill Junior with Henry's bike...

 

...and we got him.

 

Like a fingerprint.

 

Try not to move your lips
so much when you think.

 

Now we call the cops, right?

 

Now we call the cops.

 

- Real cute, guys.
- Get a room.

 

- McPherson, it's F--
- Ford. Looks like you're trading up.

 

Going from drug trafficking
to first- degree murder.

 

- l was set up.
- ln my business l hear that a lot.

 

- Loud. Recorder's on.
- Who wants to set you up?

 

Henry James.

 

Leader of the Hellions.
Now, why would he wanna do that?

 

Those drugs you were looking for
belong to Henry.

 

l stashed them the night before you
raided the shop. He wants them back.

 

Tell me where the drugs are,
l might buy that'd give Henry motive.

 

- Maybe we can work something out.
- "Maybe" don't cut it. Arrest Henry...

 

- ...then l'll take you to the drugs.
- Arrest him? On what grounds?

 

First- degree murder.

 

- What if l tie the murder weapon to Henry?
- Big "if."

 

Arrest him.

 

- Get his bike, l'll show you.
- Get his bike. Okay.

 

Anyone else you'd like me to arrest?
Ex- girlfriend, second- grade teacher--?

 

- Hold on, l'm making a list.
- You're not listening to me.

 

- Henry killed Junior.
- l don't know that.

 

Then you can't help me!

 

Well, that didn't fly.

 

Screw it. Let's haul ass down
to Mexico and don't look back.

 

As much as l hate to say it,
l agree with him.

 

- We're going to L.A.
- Oh, yeah. That makes sense.

 

l have to get Henry's bike.
That will clear me.

 

They'll have checkpoints on every
dirt road between here and the coast.

 

We're not exactly hard
to spot driving these.

 

- You wanna ditch the bikes?
- No, l'd rather be fast than invisible.

 

Come on. Wouldn't be any fun
if it was easy, right?

 

l live my life a quarter mile at a time.

 

That is the dumbest thing
l've ever heard.

 

Po- po got the highways
blocked from here to L.A.

 

L.A.?

 

Why would he go to the one place
he know l got on lockdown?

 

- Let's catch him on the interstate.
- No, he's smarter than that.

 

He trying to backdoor us.

 

He going through the Palms.

 

That's the way l'd go.
And that's the way we going.