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this board grants parole to Peter McCord.

There's an unmarked car around the corner

The nearest uninhabited location

in that awfuI place is quite upsetting.

Michael, I will have you know,

I'm perfectly willing to trade one murderer

I've been out for ten years.

I'm afraid we have no choice, April.

You'll be safe there.

or the responsibility for that bomb is yours, not mine.

that aunt and uncle in Pomona now.

He's been a model prisoner, except for the fact that he's been denied parole.

directly ahead of us.

All right. Let's go.

I know Peter McCord's your father.

our life of crime has come to an end.

We're fugitives again.

He's gone? Where?

somewhere in the heart of the city.

You turn around and walk out that door,

What's he talking about? What are you gonna do?

Please, just go.

You see, I'm the one dealing

But just remember!

Thank you, Phillip. I'm certainly pleased

We're fugitives of a sort, desperadoes on the lam.

Well, did you find him?

right out of my mouth, MichaeI.

I know what you mean.

Now, they've got until noon tomorrow to deliver him.

So, if you don't mind...

that have emotional charge to 'em.

I don't want parole.

In a manner of speaking.

Only one indicated any family at all, a daughter.

I think I know where he went.

What about the police?

in a massive dragnet to find McCord.

Well, now that makes two of us.