:26:01
For what?
:26:05
Fine. Okay, fine. You caught me.
l'm on vacation here with my parents...
:26:10
...and it's this numbing series of five-star
hotels and seven-course brunches.
:26:16
-And l just can't take it anymore.
-lt's tough to take, l guess.
:26:19
You know, chocolate mint
on your silk pillow. Nightmare.
:26:32
So...
:26:35
...what's your story?
:26:36
l mean, like, why are you here
all by your eyelashes?
:26:44
-l mean, self.
-Well, actually, l'm here on holiday.
:26:48
lndulging in my passion for photography.
Taking pictures of European architecture...
:26:54
-...and drunk teenage fugitives, of course.
-Hey. l'm not some drunk--
:27:01
Holy shit.
:27:04
l have to go. Oh, God, l have to go.
:27:08
Why don't you duck into the loos
and, kind of, kill two birds sort of thing.
:27:13
You....
:27:17
You are great.
:27:19
You. You stay here, you. Okay?
:27:23
Be back.
:27:35
-What took you so long?
-Why'd you leave, Agent Calder?
:27:38
You should have stopped her
at the concert.
:27:40
And let the first daughter cause a scene
with photographers hanging around?
:27:44
She's yours. She's hiding in the loos
and drunk, so l'm sure she'll go easy.
:27:49
l'll check in with you later.
:27:53
-He's tall.
-What?
:27:57
He's tall. Great.
:27:59
-She ran off with a stranger.
-You said he was Secret Service.