Blow Out

- It wasn't your fault.
- Yeah, well, you tell that to Freddie.

- Shit.
- Are you OK?

No. Something's buggin' me. This whole
thing with Henry, the governor's assistant.

Oh, he talked to you too, huh?
That's why I'm leavin' town.

He gave me some money
to disappear for a while.

I thought so. Look, they are covering up
a lot more than you being with McRyan.

- I know that tyre was shot out.
- How can you be so sure?

- Did you see the News Today photos?
- Yeah.

I found a way to put my sound with them.
And when you see it,
I'm sure you'll see it was no blowout.

I don't know.
Would you stick around
for a couple of days?

- What for?
- I just think you could help me with this.

Jack, I don't know. I'm in a helluva lot of
trouble already. If I stick around here...

If I can just clear myself of this...
We could go away together.
I mean... why not?

What the hell's the sense
of goin' away by yourself?

- I don't know.
- Come on.

I have to think about it or somethin'.
I'll think about it.