(running) (heart beating rapidly)
(panting)
(sirens wailing, tires screeching)
♪ Livin' in a cruel world, it pays to be mean girl... ♪
MAN: What are you doing, boy?
♪ That's us ♪
♪ That's right ♪ MAN: Hey!
♪ Gotta love this American ride... ♪
U.S. Marshals! Out of the way!
(tires screeching)
MAN: Annie!
EMCEE (over P.A.): Ladies and gentlemen,
welcome to the Fort Worth Cattle Drive!
(yelling, gasping)
(horse whinnies)
MAN: U.S. Marshals! Get out of the way!
Out of the way!
Where is this dope slinger?
(mooing)
(cowboys whooping)
Jimmy.
COWBOY: Wait! You can't be out here!
You can't be out here, lady!
Hey, get outta here! Come on back!
(sirens wailing)
Go back and around! Go back and around!
There he is.
There's two tunnels. What do you think?
One and one?
Okay, all right. Come on.
(cocks gun)
You good? Yeah.
(yells)
Didn't your mother teach you
girls shouldn't play with guns?
(choking)
(yells)
My mother died when I was eight.
So no.
JIMMY: Annie?
Whew...
Nice job, Boots.
We got him, huh?
We got him good.
(grunts)
Let's get this fugitive back to Houston.
WOMAN: What a great night.
Look. Kayla left it for me.
MAN: Sweet. She in bed?
I'm gonna turn on the news.
I'll peek in.
I'll see you upstairs.
MAN: Okay.
NEWSCASTER: ...part of Houston's history
that went up in flames today in Meadow's Place.
The blaze gutted...
(audience applauding, cheering)
RON POPEIL: Thank you for the nice introduction.
Thank you.
(whistles)
Hands.
What?
(blow thuds, man grunts)
(groans in pain)
Don't hurt my family.
Daddy!
WOMAN: Mike?
Kate! Mommy!
Get up. Kayla!
MIKE: Don't hurt her!
Open it. What?
The safe-- open it.
Take it off. MIKE: Just give it to him.
Just give it to him.
Come on, come on.
(crying) Mommy!
Be quiet, and everything's gonna be just fine.
(crying)
MAN: The press was crazy, cameras everywhere.
I'm driving around... J-Jimmy was there.
Jimmy! Jimmy!
Even though you can't see me in the picture, I'm in it.
Right behind the news van. There.
Sort of like, if a tree falls in the forest
and no one is around to hear it, does it make a sound?
Uh-huh. I mean, I don't know why
they didn't use any of my quotes-- hey, Daisy.
Give 'em some good ones about being the first cops in the U.S.
How we caught 90,000 fugitives last year.
Marco, get to the verb.
The verb. The verb.
(cheering, whooping)
WOMAN: Go, Annie!
It's the famous Annie Frost.
MARCO: They're calling you the Main Street Matador.
Said you roped a fugitive in record time.
Tell you what, I'm gonna sic you on my ex next time
she comes looking for trouble.
Jimmy, which ex we talking about,
number five or number six?
All of 'em, all of 'em. MAN: So, Annie,
you nab a dope slinger we've been chasing three years.
Now, you want to tell us how you destroyed
a statue of General Worth
and stopped a cattle drive
for the first time in 150 years?
Statue's gonna set us back 17K.
We got enough in, uh, seized assets to cover that, Chief?
It's a good thing that bull
went after a statue and not a tourist.
Would've been a lot worse than 17K.
(speaks Spanish)
CHIEF: Luke Watson, people.
Our latest deputy, rotated out of hook-and-haul
in D.C. super-court to join us.
He's your tag-along.
Show him the ropes,
get him acclimated.
Chief... Hey, Chief, Chief...
Not a big fan of tag-alongs.
I mean, look at the kid.
He'll last as long as a fly in a frog swamp.
What you get for being the best.
I just want to tell you how psyched I am
to be on the task force.
I graduated at the top of my class at the academy...
Un-tuck it.
What? Hey!
Your weapon-- keep it covered.
Thank you very much.
Hey, guys.
That was Wes Lawson, HPD Homicide.
You're not gonna believe this.
Mason Boyle is in Houston.
LUKE: Mason Boyle?
He's a Most Wanted 15.
Around here, we call that the Bitch List.
ANNIE: Mason Boyle,
26-year-old white male from Odessa, Texas.
He's wanted for his escape from Abilene State Prison,
August 2005.
That's a hell of a long time for a fugitive to be on the run.
Kid was a loner, expelled from high school.
Father's been locked up
since he was born.
Mother was suspected of abuse.
She just moved to Houston two months ago. By coincidence?
No such thing.
Someone had to be helping him lay low all this time.
ANNIE: Until three nights ago.
He invaded a home in Briar Forest, shot the whole family--
mother and father, in the head,
daughter in the back. Anybody survive?
Well, the father was DOA.
Mother's still undergoing surgery at Ben Taub.
Daughter got lucky-- in and out
through the shoulder-- she's gonna be okay.
MARCO: Yeah, maybe on the outside.
The daughter saw part of his tattoo
sticking out of his ski mask.
It looks homemade.
What was he in for before he escaped?
He cut off a woman's finger
to steal a ring when he was 18.
Romantic guy.
You can't look at the whole picture.
You got to expect he's gonna change his appearance.
Memorize the different parts:
his eyebrows, that nose, the chin.
JIMMY: It's not just what he looks like.
We need to figure out who he is.
Fugitives are just like us.
They need food, shelter, companionship.
We're all creatures of habit.
The places we haunt; friends and family we rely on.
MARCO: Figure out those things for this guy,
we anticipate his moves, get there first.
It's hide-and-seek, only with guns.
There's two people these guys always go back to.
Their mama and their baby mama.
She just pulled up to her house.
Who? Boyle's mother. We're hitting her place.
Uh, wh-what about HPD?
Big difference between us and the police--
they care about where he's been,
we care about where he's going.
Now, who's ready to go hunting?
Where'd you get the ride?
Seized it from a crook doing 30 up in Robinson.
Let's shake some trees.
Hey, Daisy, can you remember what we did before Velcro?
I can't remember how we kept things shut.
Zippers, buttons, snaps?
I don't know what's scarier,
that you should be on Ritalin
or that you're carrying a gun.
I love you, too.
(knocking)
U.S. Marshals!
Jan Boyle, open the door! (door opening)
What the hell? Is Mason Boyle in the house?
Stand down, ma'am. Ow! Let go of me!
Breaching...!
Clear!
Kitchen clear!
Clear!
Clear.
Damn it.
(quietly): Son of a bitch.
I ain't seen my son since he got himself locked up.
Really. Yeah.
So where'd you get all the money
you gave your landlord yesterday?
Your rent's paid till June.
You win the Texas lotto?
Tips.
Do we got time to bring the house down
for that marijuana smell?
Must've bought a big bag with all those tips you're making.
Enough to get her on intent to sell, we get lucky.
JIMMY: Here you go.
All right! Okay! Mason was here!
But I don't know nothin' about that money.
It's not my problem.
Hey, look at me.
Where is he staying?
Where is he staying?!
Some Laura chick he's holing up with.
She's a waitress at the Waffle Shack.
Name's Laura Ross, apartment six.
She's the only Laura working at a Waffle Shack
who's under 55.
And look, I pulled her DL photo.
Surprise, surprise.
Another blonde.
Noticed Natalie didn't drop you off at work today.
Yeah, we got in a fight.
You know, at work, we get to use guns.
At home you gotta, you know, talk.
Easier to use a gun.
(alarm chirps)
Wouldn't even know the guy stayed here.
None of his clothes lying on the floor,
none of his receipts or magazines anywhere.
Ooh... (sniffing)
Took a bath in his Old Spice, though.
Can't hide that.
Who is this guy?
(garbage disposal grinding, whining)
Daisy, come here.
Maraschinos.
Annie, cherry stems.
Cartwell Construction.
Look at those eyes.
Gary sees right into me.
You're a woman--
you know what I'm talking about.
His name isn't Gary Jones.
It's Mason Boyle.
When's the last time you saw him? Monday.
He does construction, goes out of town sometimes.
He work for Cartwell Construction?
I don't know. Construction.
Do you know where he drinks, hangs out, plays pool?
Laura.
If you lie to me,
that makes you an accessory after the fact.
You do understand that, don't you?
LAURA: It's only been a few months.
He meet you at work?
After he got back from Mexico, building houses.
He loves it there.
Where's all his things?
He doesn't have much.
Possessions tie you down.
Is that what he told you?
He wouldn't lie to me.
He isn't just my boyfriend, he's my fiancé.
Asked me to marry him the night before he left.
He forget the ring?
He didn't get a chance to get the size right yet,
but it's big.
He stole that from a family, Laura, that he robbed
and then he shot.
I'm gonna have to take it.
No, he bought it for me.
Ring isn't the only thing he lied about.
I'm late for work.
Can I go now?
He's a dangerous guy, Laura.
You get your memory back, you call me.
(country music playing over speakers)
Are you lost, sweetheart?
Do you know where my mommy is?
What do you say we try and find her, huh?
Mommy!
Sophie, come here, baby.
Oh, sweetie.
Don't leave Mommy again, okay?
SOPHIE: Okay.
Thank you. Oh, no problem.
Let me help you to your car.
Sure, thanks.
(alarm chirps) Thank you.
What are you doing?
Kingsbrook Road.
You tell anyone about me or your car--
saying what comes next
just don't feel right in front of little Sophie.
(tires screeching)
I'm Mason Boyle from Odessa.
My daddy's been in jail since the day I was born.
My mama told me I was just like him.
A no-good outlaw. I tried hard to earn
her love, but it was impossible.
Instead he goes after women that remind him of his mother.
Blonde waitresses.
Girls who fall for his cologne, his lies,
and his handsome smile.
ANNIE: Then I pack up my things and leave.
Hurt them like my mama hurt me.
And then you kill a whole family?
Don't want any witnesses. But when it comes time
to pull the trigger,
he can't put a bullet in the daughter's head.
Maybe he's got a kid, too.
Well, I checked with the State Bureau
of Vital Statistics.
Kept me on hold for 20 minutes.
No music, just this incessant beeping sound...
Your point, Cathy?
Cathy? As in "Chatty."
You'd seen what he's seen, you'd understand why.
Point is, he's not listed as the father
on anyone's birth certificate.
Could be that the mother didn't want his name on it.
Kayla remembered that tattoo.
Whatever Boyle's deal is with her, it was his first mistake.
Be quiet and everything's going to be just fine.
(sobbing)
(two gunshots)
ANNIE: Hey, Kayla.
I'm Annie Frost, U.S. Marshals.
Hope you like daisies.
I'm looking for the man who hurt your family.
Did they tell you?
My dad died.
I'm sorry.
Is your dad still alive?
(sighs)
You told the police that you remembered the man singing.
After.
After you were shot?
What was he singing?
Something about Dingos.
♪ Dusted off my Dingos ♪
♪ Got my Levis pressed ♪
♪ Gonna break into your heart ♪
♪ Steal what... ♪
♪ I love best. ♪
He's still not caught, is he?
I knew a girl like you once.
Used to lie in bed at night
wondering the same things you're wondering now.
He's still out there, but I'm going to catch him.
So you can sleep at night instead of wondering.
All right, thanks, fellas.
Jimmy... Mason Boyle was singing "Armed and Dangerous."
That "W" tattoo he's got--
Is for Waylon Jennings. Who's Waylon Jennings?
You better get your head right, kid, you're in Tas now.
ANNIE: Original outlaw cowboy.
Learn some music, Luke.
Quickest way to see into a person's soul.
MARCO: We got another one. What you got, Marco?
Looks like Mason Boyle is at it again.
House in River Oaks was hit an hour ago.
Empty safe, same industrial zip ties,
husband and wife-- Daniel and Lisa Wilson--
shot in the head.
The guy was a gem trader, $100K in stones.
JIMMY: The Edwards house had $40K.
What are the chances that Mason Boyle gets lucky twice?
He's got to be targeting specific houses.
Or the people that live in 'em.
He could be trolling for ladies with expensive jewelry,
following them home.
Maybe he already knows what's in their safes. How?
The lawyer who drew up their wills.
Or the company that insures them.
Luke, good. Get on that. Done.
Gary.
Laura, are you okay, baby?
They're gonna find you pretty easy.
You keep coming around the same places.
Who?
Saying you broke into a home and shot a family.
What? Marshals?
They came to your place?
They tore it apart.
Did they, did they find anything?
How could they, the way you spick-and-spanned it
before you left?
You should have told me
it was because you were never coming back.
What? Who told you that?
I thought you wanted to marry me.
Of course I do.
They even took my ring.
I was trying to keep you out of this.
You know those taxes I told you about?
Well, I owe a lot more than I said.
The government's getting me back.
They're trying to turn you against me.
So you, you didn't hurt anyone?
You're talking to me, Laura.
Right?
You dumb son of a bitch.
(groans)
Shh.
DAISY: HPD got the call.
Found Annie's card in her pocket.
ANNIE: Laura Ross?
Hell of an engagement party.
Let's find this bastard.
ANNIE: Two of our victims had safes insured by you.
We need to know how Mason Boyle knew about them.
Nothing on Mason Boyle or Gary Jones.
You do any business with Cartwell Construction?
Offer any policies on their new builds?
Sure; some.
Who's the appraiser?
Paul Lofgrun... on both.
How many other houses was he appraiser on?
Total of 12.
We need that list and everything you know about Paul Lofgrun.
I'm doing this for my sister's medical bills
and you're killing people?
I got a strict no-witness policy.
Marshals came to my office today.
They're looking for us. Oh.
Listen, I just need my money, okay?
I can't go back to my house.
I don't know where I'm going to go.
We'll get it at the end, hmm? Like we said, right?
This is the end.
WAITRESS: Can I get you something?
They got you working a double, huh?
My mama used to be a waitress, too.
Give her a nice tip, would you?
Everybody's got to have someone.
ANNIE: We're set up on Paul Lofgrun's house,
(phone beeps) but he's in the wind, Chief.
Hey, that's com center calling me.
This is Annie.
It's Lofgrun.
Give TOG his cell number, and tell them
that we need a GPS location and patch Jimmy in.
(tones trilling)
I got him.
Yeah-- put him through. Paul?
I know you guys are looking for me.
I just want to come clean.
I-I never thought anyone was gonna get hurt, I swear.
Just tell us where you are, Paul.
(grunts)
(Paul gasping, choking)
Paul? Paul?
Paul, are you there?
(breathing heavily)
(heavy breathing)
Mason?
Is that you?
(whispers): Keep him on the phone.
Keep talking to him; keep talking...
There's a song I like, I'm bettin' you like it, too.
♪ Mamas ♪
♪ Don't let your babies grow up ♪
♪ To be cowboys... ♪
Are you a cowboy, too, Annie Frost?
Or are you just looking for one?
I've ridden a few bulls in my time.
(laughs)
You're funny.
I like you.
What do you look like?
Are you a blonde?
Five seconds; I need five seconds.
Why don't you turn yourself in and find out.
Good-bye, Annie Frost.
Did we get him?
No!
DAISY: We got a body,
but no sign of Mason Boyle.
MARCO: Three-mile perimeter's locked down.
No burglaries or auto thefts in the area so far.
What about this wagon? Boyle jacked it at a grocery store
in River Oaks yesterday.
Owner didn't report it
'cause he threatened her.
If I could've kept him
on the phone a little bit longer.
Hey, don't beat yourself up, Boots.
(car alarm chirps, woman laughs)
MAN: You all right?
(laughing): Yeah, I'm okay.
Nice night. Thank you.
-I feel like... -We'll go back to the house...
(woman laughs lustily)
OPERATOR: San Antonio 911. What's your emergency?
Some freak just tried to jack our car!
My boyfriend has a gun, and he thinks he hit him.
He ran into the woods behind Texas Rose Barbecue.
Black hair, gray hoodie.
I'm Mason Boyle, an outlaw cowboy.
I pay attention in jail, I find out Mexico
doesn't extradite for capital offenses.
So you go down there,
you get to know your way around...
you find a good alias.
Come back and meet Paul Lofgrun, set out to rob 12 safes
with a total street value of $1.3 million.
I'll tell you one thing, that ain't
drinkin' and whorin' money, that's retirement money.
That's money with a plan.
Mexico.
Miss Laura Ross said he loved it there.
Got a hit on Boyle.
San Antonio PD received a 911 call
ten minutes ago.
San Antonio's
halfway to Mexico. The guy attempted
to carjack a couple leaving a cowboy bar.
Driver fired shots and scared him off--
thinks he hit him.
Cops I.D.'d him as Boyle.
He's making his run. Yep.
ANNIE: Mason Boyle is in these woods.
He's wearing a gray hoodie.
I'll give him a seven-minute mile;
nine if he's injured.
That's gonna put you a couple minutes out
from where he was last seen. Target's on foot.
Okay, take us up. Let's go.
You're good!
Hey, we got him! We got him on the levee!
He's at two o'clock.
Now, nice and easy.
Go, go, go, go!
He told me to run till I got to that water tower,
or he'd kill my girlfriend!
Now he's got Lizzy! It's not him.
Where's Lizzy? It's not Boyle.
Where's Lizzy?
(crying)
LIZZY: No!
Help me!
(over headphones): ♪ ...Levis pressed ♪
♪ Gonna break into your heart ♪
♪ And steal what I love best ♪
♪ I'll be ♪
(singing along): ♪ Armed ♪
♪ And dangerous... ♪
ANNIE: Daughter saw part of Boyle's "W" tattoo.
He's making his run.
He cut off a woman's finger to steal a ring when he was 18.
♪ Break into your heart ♪
♪ And steal what I love best, I'll be ♪
(fades): ♪ Armed... ♪
Sorry.
Where's everyone else?
It's just you and me.
Us?
Why are we going to Odessa?
Boyle robbed the first house
and gave the engagement ring to Laura Ross, right?
But what's missing is where it started.
His first crime.
You mean when he cut off the woman's finger to steal her ring?
He was still in high school. Exactly.
So who was he gonna give that ring to?
His high school girlfriend?
His first love.
You think Mason Boyle has a first love?
You know someone who doesn't?
But the warrant intelligence report...
Didn't dig deep enough.
I don't think he's going to Mexico alone.
WOMAN: I told them the same thing
five years ago.
The girls at Odessa Magdalene
are too smart for the likes of Mason Boyle.
'99, right?
Yeah.
What are you looking for?
I expelled that boy.
Not until March of his senior year.
I understand he liked to sing.
The only way to sing here is be in the choir.
Already has his "W" tattoo.
Just like the cover of Never Say Die.
I downloaded all of Waylon Jennings' albums yesterday.
ANNIE: Look at how this girl's looking at him.
But she's not a blonde.
So there must be something else special about her.
Jessie Lyn Peele.
Was from a good family.
Huh.
See that? Looks like a "W" to me.
Looks like Jessie Lyn's got a little outlaw in her, too.
(dog barking, kids shouting playfully in distance)
MASON: ♪ I turned 21 in prison ♪
♪ Doing life without parole ♪
♪ No one could steer me right ♪
♪ But mama tried. ♪
(whispers): Hey.
Jessie Lyn!
Stop!
Please don't hurt me, Mason!
(sighs)
Why would I hurt you, Jessie Lyn?
I made something of myself.
I got money now-- you can tell your daddy.
What happened to you?
I got plans for us.
Big plans I want to tell you about.
Look... things are different now, Mason.
A lot different.
I know that,
but I'm ready, I swear.
If you don't believe me...
...go ahead.
Will y marry me?
Thought you'd never ask.
You would hate my cooking.
Cooking... when you put things
in the microwave and they explode?
JESSIE LYN: Dwayne, Amy,
when did you say you were relocating to El Paso?
Next month, soe don't have a lot of time.
Okay.
Oh. Sorry.
Okay. One of those days.
The most important factor for us is, um, school district.
We've got a ten-year-old son.
Is that your daughter?
Yeah. Her name's Sissy.
She's got her father's eyes.
Excuse me?
Have you seen Mason Boyle lately?
Wh-What's going on?
We're not here to look at houses.
We're U.S. Marshals.
What did he do?
He killed a number of people.
That's why he shaved his head, isn't it?
Do you know where he's staying?
ANNIE: Jessie Lyn Peele told us he's in room 42.
Corners one through four are covered.
We have confirmation Boyle's in the room?
No movement for 38 minutes.
Front desk said he's bald as an eagle.
Luke, neighboring rooms are clear, right?
All adjacent rooms are evacuated.
Let's move.
Sniper off.
(radio clicks off)
(shower running)
JIMMY: Clear!
Jimmy.
Go.
He's on the ground.
Nobody leaves the premises.
OFFICER (over radio): Uh, copy that.
He broke through the closet wall into my room.
He had a gun.
He told me to act like his girlfriend.
Then that guy knocked on the door.
(sobbing)
So you were staying in room 221?
(school bell ringing)
CHILD: Come on, Sissy.
I'm coming.
Hey, Sissy.
I'm your daddy.
You escorted him off the premises.
(phone rings)
This is Jimmy.
You're lucky he didn't put a round in your head.
Son of a bitch.
The cops went to the school and they couldn't find Sissy.
Boyle got there first. Yeah.
You know, he's taking his daughter
to get across the border.
She'll just slow him down.
He's going to use her any way he can.
I know what I'm talking about.
My mom has one of those, too.
She covers hers up.
So you believe me now?
What, that you're my dad?
I thought we were going to go get her.
We are.
We'll be there soon, okay?
Good girl.
ANNIE: Target has a shaved head.
We have confirmation that he's driving
a stolen '78 Toyota pickup.
He jacked it from the motel.
Texas plate IT4-05J.
Spotted on a surveillance camera on I-10.
Two bridges crossing into Mexico are El Porvenir and Fabens.
He was last seen with his daughter,
so use extreme caution in your approach.
We don't want this escalating into a murder-suicide.
Let's move.
I have more fries.
You want some?
No, thanks, sweetie.
(siren wailing)
(sighs)
I'm not taking you with me.
I was gonna, but I don't want you getting hurt.
Now, you wait here till your mama comes.
Okay?
You got a good one.
Remember that.
You be good now.
(sighs deeply)
Clear. I got her.
Sissy, are you all right? Yes.
Start looking around, let's go.
Girl's been found, vehicle's been abandoned.
Where is he? Where'd he go?
I don't know.
Listen to me.
The one thing that's going to make you feel better
is if you do what's right.
How do you know?
You think if I let him get away, he's going to come back for you?
Maybe.
You gonna tell me where he's at anyhow?
That way.
That way-- north, to Fabens?
He's headed south to El Porvenir Bridge.
Let's load up!
I used to cover for my dad, too.
Take care of her.
(man speaking Spanish)
Uniforms stay back.
Wait, hold back, guys, one second.
All right, tell Border Control nobody goes in or out.
Right.
Okay, suspect is on the bridge.
Get these people out of here.
(Marco speaking Spanish)
Luke, you take the middle, I'm gonna go left, you go right. Yeah.
Nice and slow, all right?
JIMMY: How you doing?
Unlock the door, sir.
All right, you're okay.
Excuse me...
MAN: Señor.
(speaking Spanish)
I got him.
JIMMY: U.S. Marshals! Get out of the way!
Boyle!
Luke, let's go, let's go, down to the shore!
(grunting)
(siren chirping)
(Boyle grunts, gasps)
(both grunt)
(grunting)
(panting)
(grunting)
Good-bye, Mason Boyle.
(sighs)
Nice job, Boots.
(laughs)
We got him, huh?
Yeah, we got him good.
They told me you caught him.
A deal's a deal, right?
Got something for your mom.
Thanks, Annie.
(chanting): Hurricane, Hurricane, Hurricane!
Hurricane, Hurricane, Hurricane, Hurricane!
(cheering)
Yeah, baby! ♪ You just mind your own damn business ♪
♪ Stay the hell out of mine ♪
♪ If you got a problem... ♪
Treat yourself.
(phone ringing)
This is Annie.
-- Sync by Rafael UPD -- www.addic7ed.com/