They're in the bushes, arguing about their next move, when she comes out of the bathroom, wrapped in a towel. They can hear the baby crying. Then it stops. They see her running, naked, back to the bathroom like she's scared or something. `I'm going in after her, man, whether you're with me or not!' Mark whispers and he starts out of the bushes. But just then, a light comes sweeping up through the yard, as a car swings in the drive. They hit the dirt, hearts pounding. `Is it the cops?' `I don't know! Do you think they saw us?' `Sshh!' A man comes staggering up the walk from the drive, a drink in his hand, stumbles on in the kitchen door and then straight into the bathroom. `It's Mr Tucker!' Mark whispers. A scream. `Let's get outa here, man!'