We just resisted arrest from an FBI agent. Now we have the FBI on our case. A bunch of other agents monitored our performance from outside. They'll all be after us. Now it's serious. Now we're outlaws, renegades. Cue: Renegade by Styx.
Oh Mama, I'm in fear for my life from the long arm of the law
Law man has put an end to my running and I'm so far from my home
Danny was aware that the FBI would get a hold of the tracker for the tracking bracelets he put on each of us. He plans to use that to our advantage. However, I left my tracker in my jacket backstage.
Oh Mama, I can hear you a crying, you're so scared and all alone
Hangman is coming down from the gallows and I don't have very long
I lead the charge as the four of us run out onto the roof from the theater's fire escape. The four of us split up two and two. Danny and I take one fire escape and I don't see where Merritt and Henley go. Hopefully, they escaped.
The jig is up, the news is out
They finally found me
When Danny and I get down to the alley, Interpol Agent Dray is behind us. We run for the street. Danny tosses me his tracker. Shit, they're going to be tracking me now. Danny takes a left. I take a right. She follows Danny.
The renegade who had it made
Retrieved for a bounty
I get on the street. Now Mardi Gras makes sense. The street is completely crowded with people in bright colors and lights are all around. It's like a 'Where's Waldo?' puzzle. I run into a police officer costume lying on the street. Confused but grateful, I do a quick change into it.
Never more to go astray
This'll be the end today
"I got him heading north on Bourbon," I hear and I find Agent Rhodes, who's tracking me, and slip Danny's tracker into his pocket. I look back, which I normally wouldn't do, but he needs to see my face. With a flash of recognition, he starts chasing me through the crowd. It's thick, so I constantly yell, "Excuse me. Sorry. Move, move!" That's where I lose him.
Of the wanted man
[guitar solo]