:07:00
In the tunnel
leading to the Golden Gate Bridge.
:07:03
- Where are you taking me?
- San Francisco, to my place.
:07:20
It's a roadblock.
:07:21
Don't move, Vincent. Don't make a sound.
:07:26
Got your license, miss?
:07:28
What's the matter, Officer?
Have I done something wrong?
:07:32
I don't know yet, miss.
Where are you going?
:07:35
San Francisco.
:07:37
What have you got here in back?
:07:39
Just my painting stuff.
I'm an amateur landscape painter.
:07:41
- I'll have a look if you don't mind.
- Go right ahead.
:07:49
But don't get the oil paints on your sleeve,
they're still wet.
:08:05
Okay, miss.
:08:22
You can start breathing again.
:08:25
You told them to go ahead and look.
:08:27
I knew they would anyway.
I had to take the chance.
:08:29
- What were you doing near San Quentin?
- Painting in the hills.
:08:32
How did you know I'd be on that road?
:08:34
The radio said
the truck was headed south.
:08:36
I figured you'd head for the county road.
:08:38
Then I passed the empty car
with the door open...
:08:40
so I turned around and came back.
:08:43
And there I was.
I'm supposed to believe that?
:08:45
All right, don't believe it.
But I got you past the police.
:08:49
If you'd taken that jalopy...
:08:50
you'd be on your way back
to San Quentin by now. That's one thing.
:08:53
If he'd lifted that tarp
another three inches...
:08:55
I'd be letting myself in for
a few years of prison.
:08:58
That's another thing.