Coyote Moon

You really shouldn't be driving
the way you are, mister.

Please. Leave me alone.
And you, get off of my bike.
Whatever you say, chief.
So sorry, man.

Come on !
Get you some!

- You can do it.
- Get up.

Yeah !
Look at that.
I'm fresh out.

Hey, there's a car coming.
Wait. Slow down, Vern.
Wait a minute.

Vern, slow down.
Somebody is in trouble.

Yeah, and it's none
of our business.

Vern, they're gonna kill him.
- lt's just Vern and Dottie.
- They ain't gonna say nothing.

-They better not.
-l don't want trouble with the Hogans...

and if you're smart,
you'Il keep your mouth shut too.

- l'm putting this in the damn truck.
- I'll give you a hand.

- You make sure he's dead first.
- Give me the gun, Petey.

- Petey, give him the gun.
- l can do it, Matt.

You go on.
l can do it, all right?

- All right, Jess. Let him do it.
- Don't miss.

- Come on, hurry up, man.
- What are you waiting for?

- Let's go!
- l'm sorry, mister.

- Damn! l didn't think he had it in him.
- Me neither.