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You see, I'm the one dealing

In a manner of speaking.

Well, did you find him?

I know Peter McCord's your father.

Please, just go.

right out of my mouth, MichaeI.

You turn around and walk out that door,

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

You'll be safe there.

Thank you, Phillip. I'm certainly pleased

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

I think I know where he went.

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

There's an unmarked car around the corner

I know what you mean.

that aunt and uncle in Pomona now.

He's gone? Where?

What about the police?

Well, now that makes two of us.

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

that have emotional charge to 'em.

this board grants parole to Peter McCord.

directly ahead of us.

I'm afraid we have no choice, April.

We're fugitives again.

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

I've been out for ten years.

in a massive dragnet to find McCord.

But just remember!

The nearest uninhabited location

in that awfuI place is quite upsetting.

our life of crime has come to an end.

So, if you don't mind...

All right. Let's go.

somewhere in the heart of the city.

Only one indicated any family at all, a daughter.

I'm perfectly willing to trade one murderer

Michael, I will have you know,

I don't want parole.