The following is a dream post.  None of this occurred in reality, only in my mind.  If strange plot holes, and time jumping scare you, read no further.

The dream begins in California.  We (the group, you know who you are), were staying at a hotel very similar to the Marriot we stay at in Baltimore.  We are all leaving the hotel, however, I am forced to drive alone and worse off, you all stole my Blazer, so, I am stuck driving Chris's car.  I leave the parking garage and then remember that I need to check out, or they will charge my card more.  So I pull into a parking lot above the parking garage near a house.  I then walk to the hotel and check out, no problems.  When I get back to Chris's car I see 4 people outside of the house, an older woman, her 20ish daughter, the daughter's baby, and the older woman’s husband.  But, the old man is on a hospital bed and dieing.  The mother is crying and hugging her husband as he dies and the paramedics take him away.  And then they notice me.
They move towards me and pull a handgun on me, telling me to get into the car.  I, of course, oblige, and move into the middle(sort of) seat.  The older woman gets in the driver seat and the girl moved into the passenger seat with her child (kid is prolly only a few months old, infantile).  Unfortunately, the older woman can not make the car go, so she gets out and tells me to drive, while she moves into the middle seat.  Now for a time jump.
The next thing I remember is being in some little Midwestern town with the two women and the baby.  We are all on friendly terms now, and the younger woman and I are...falling in love I suppose.  We have apparently become bank robbers, and are no longer driving Chris's car, but, are now driving my Blazer.  The old woman goes into a bank with the baby and gets about halfway through robbing them when the sirens start sounding, so, we split, myself and the girl driving away, and the old woman faking her way out of it.  The girl and I go to our friends mansion in the mountains (he is a drug dealer, big on cocaine) and decide to crash there for the night.  Her mother knew that’s where we would go.
The owner of the house, and two of his male associates are there, and we are all shooting the shit when we here more sirens.  I go downstairs to check things out and see a cop coming up the driveway, so I hide behind the fogged glass and keep an eye on him.  Then the host comes down the stairs and opens the door, shooting the cop in the chest and telling me that it was time we got going.  He had a secret exit to his house on his roof, because he house was build into a mountain side.  So we went up to the roof and started running along the mountain, meanwhile lots and lots of sirens are going off all over the place and cops are hauling ass up his road.
We reach a part of the mountain top where there in a steep jagged valley in front of us (I am reminded of Mount Rushmore, if we were standing on one of the heads).  The owner of the house starts freaking out and knocks a pillar down into the valley, and then jumps after it, to his death.  I look at the other people, and then start knocking other pillars down into the valley, hoping the cops will think we all jumped.  We then found some sort of mine shaft in which we could hide until the cops leave.  We all climb down, except for one guy, who stays up above and seals us all in with the lid.  He then dies on top of the lid, shot by police.
The rest of the dream is kind of fuzzy, the girl and I stay on the run for a while, but are eventually caught, and forced to stand trial.  However, that is years later.  We never saw the girls mother again until the trial.  We saw her there, with the girl's child.  And I believe I felt betrayed by this woman.

Anyways, I don't know what any of this means, but, yea...who needs drugs?