She dominates the entertainment industry with her disaster system

After the robbery, Evelyn and Charlotte set out on their journey again in high spirits, but the overall trend of the plot gradually became shrouded in a dark shadow.

In order to avoid the police, they had to hijack a policeman, and then met the obscene driver at a gas station who had spoken rudely to them many times along the way. After he refused to apologize again, the two of them decisively shot and blew up his gas truck.

Flames shot up into the sky and explosions echoed throughout the valley.

This move was cool and satisfying, but it also meant that they had completely embarked on a path from which there was no turning back.

"It feels like everything is snowballing." Charlotte, wearing a dark blue cap, looked a little uneasy. "Can they see us?"

Evelyn adjusted her cowboy hat and tried to look at the three police cars on the road next to her as if nothing had happened. "Who knows? Maybe they didn't see it. But just in case, we'd better take a shortcut."

Charlotte nodded, stepped on the accelerator, and the car broke through the barbed wire and rushed to the plateau with billowing smoke and dust.

The three police cars also left the road and drove onto the plateau.

“Damn it!” Charlotte was startled by the noise behind her and glanced at the rearview mirror calmly, “They’re catching up, Evelin, fasten your seat belt!”

One police car after another came towards them at high speed. Charlotte turned the steering wheel desperately and avoided them with her extraordinary driving skills. Inertia caused the police cars to collide with each other, and the pursuit camp was instantly in chaos.

"Charlotte, I'm sorry, I know this is all my fault..." Evelyn was so frightened by the more than 20 police cars chasing her that even her voice began to tremble.

"You should know by now that this is not your fault at all!" Charlotte yelled back at her while driving the old Thunderbird through the wooden fence and heading towards the wider plateau.

As the camera slowly zoomed out, Pitt Bradley became more and more anxious.

The five-minute car scene was reported by Hollywood paparazzi.

The filming took place in Colorado over three days.

Hundreds of extras and nearly 50 prop vehicles were mobilized.

The space arrangement and scene layout are perfect, making people feel the rare excitement.

But Pitt didn't think that the two heroines could really escape so easily - looking at the dozens of hungry police cars, the FBI had made such a big fuss, there was no way they would accept returning empty-handed.

Everything happened just as this seasoned film critic had expected.

The two were immersed in the beautiful scenery of the Grand Canyon in the last second, and in the next second their hats were blown away by a helicopter that fell from the sky.

"God! This is an army! They are all coming for us!"

Evelyn turned her head and saw a flood of black-clad policemen approaching her, each holding a rifle and staring at the two of them through the scope.

The camera circled around, capturing the dire situation on the ground from an aerial perspective.

Charlotte stepped on the accelerator resolutely, trying to find a chance to escape.

At the same time, the helicopter landed, and Hal and Max quickly jumped out of the helicopter.

"Don't let them shoot them!" Hal argued passionately. "Using an entire army just to capture two women? Stop this massacre!"

Max waved his hand impatiently. "They are armed. This is just our routine procedure. Calm down, okay? They know their limits."

Hal took off his suit jacket irritably, put one hand on his waist, and paced back and forth anxiously.

"Put your hands up and let us see. Any other actions of yours will be regarded as resistance to us. Turn off the engine immediately..."

The police's voice came into the car through the microphone.

Charlotte and Evelyn looked at each other, a little panicked, but not too much.

Soon, Charlotte turned off the engine.

Evelin gave her a deep look, her eyes puzzled.

The camera switches to the view through the police scope, where the two women stare at each other and seem to be talking in a low voice.

"What are you doing?" Evelyn looked at Charlotte hesitantly.

Charlotte responded by showing her the pistol in her arms.

"I'm not going to give up. I don't want to surrender to them."

Her expression was calm, as natural as if she was talking about what to eat today. Only her slightly trembling fingertips revealed her inner unrest.

The two of them turned a deaf ear to the quarrel between Hal and Max on the other side, and seemed to have only eyes for each other.

"I want to say - you are such a good friend."

"You too, there won't be anyone better than you. I love going on vacation with you."

"I...maybe I'm a little crazy."

"What's the matter? This is your first time liberating yourself."

The police repeated the order through the microphone, but the two remained unmoved.

The sound of the helicopter's rotors gradually faded.

At this moment, the melodious music that appeared in the opening sounded again, and the strong western style added the unique wild power of cowboys to this scene.

“Don’t let them catch us.” Evelyn turned her head and gave Charlotte a childish sweet smile. “Let’s drive forward.”

The close-up shot showed Charlotte's surprised eyes, "How do I drive? Where are we going?"

Evelin still smiled, shifted her gaze to the Grand Canyon in front of her, raised her chin, and said, "Go!"

Charlotte looked at the towering mountains shrouded in light blue mist, exhaled gently, and smiled, revealing her white teeth. "Are you sure?"

"Yeah."

Evelin’s blinking frequency became faster, and her eye sockets were slightly hot and slightly watery.

Charlotte pursed her lips and smiled, before she stretched out her arms and hugged her girlfriend tightly.

The passionate hug contains unspoken tender emotions.

The next long shot is listed as a classic scene in American film history.

The camera first zoomed out to shoot the old Thunderbird from the police's perspective.

All I heard was the sound of a car engine starting, and the car body rushed forward like an arrow, with clouds of dust rising from the rear.

Hal yelled and lunged towards the moving car.

The director deliberately arranged his running movements into slow motion, but he could not catch up with the car.

The desert is filled with yellow sand and no one is around.

Charlotte held the steering wheel with one hand and held Evelyn tightly with the other.

The two people's eyes met in the air, revealing an unprecedented determination.

The camera moved from the two people's clasped hands to a few scattered pieces of luggage on the back seat.

The melodious music was reaching its climax.

The Thunderbird rushed over the edge of the Grand Canyon and glided through the air.

Charlotte and Evelyn raised their clasped hands high in the air.

The few pieces of luggage they had placed on the back seat were blown away by the wind.

The old "Thunderbird" soared for a long, long time above this natural wonder created by heaven and earth.

The camera turns and begins to flash back to the two girlfriends' difficult journey through the United States.

Evelyn and Charlotte, dressed in fancy clothes, stood in front of the old Thunderbird and took photos with this most loyal companion on their journey.

The two of them sped along the road, chatting and laughing, enjoying the freedom and sunshine.

Evelyn talked about her love story excitedly, her golden hair shining brightly.

The two men stood on a gravel-covered plateau, each holding a gun, arguing fiercely.

The last shot - Evelyn and Charlotte look at the audience with a smile. There is no trace of hesitation or pain on their beautiful and joyful faces.