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Someone has to be sober to get us back.

Keep drinking like that and you'll be drunk before dark.

Really? Is that a promise?

You know what?

I had your head a little while ago in my gunfight.

For at least half a minute.

You're really disgusting.

Boom. But the Eva didn't go boom. You know why?

I saw the stag and I said to myself, I wonder if Eve's sweet meat roasted on a

spit is better than the stag's or not. Who knows?

But I'm sure the stag doesn't fuck like you do.

No one fucks like my little Eve.

That's the only reason you're not in his place.

Hey, what's happening?

I frightened you.

I frightened you.

Disgusting!

You haven't put it in cans yet.

You didn't think of that, did you?

You know, that's a damn fine piece of animal, Mr. Mancini. I sure wish I'd

him.

What's so funny?

Can you imagine my wife roasting the rest of that piece of meat?

Your wife?

You won't believe it, but there is something about that thing over there

wife wishes she had.

Oh, yeah? What's that?

That spit up her ass.

Excuse me, but I want to see if my little sweet is ready to join us.

I've never met an Italian yet that can hold his boot.

Harry, it won't go this far.

Well, for God's sake, Lucy, you know that rope goes over there. We've only

this tent up a million times.

Sorry, honey.

That's why I prefer trailers.

That's why trailers cost more, too.

Well, if the tent doesn't kill you first, come to our going -away dinner.

wife and I are leaving tomorrow.

Thank you. Oh, that's very kind of you. Thanks.

My name is Stetson, insurance man.

This is my wife, Lucy. Hello.

It's a pleasure.

Great pleasure, Mr. Stetson.

My name is... If you'll just wait

a minute, I... I know my own name.

I just have it on the tip of my tongue.

Christ.

I heard it a minute ago. Someone over there just called me by my name.

It's nothing. These things happen, you know.

What do you mean it's nothing? I can't remember my name and it says nothing.

I'll ask my wife.

Come. Come along with me.

Eve.

Come. Come along.

Eve.

Eve.

Eve.

Meet a couple of friends of mine.

Mr. and Mrs. Stetson, this is Eve, my wife. Hello. How do you do?

Eve, would you mind telling these nice people what the hell our name is? I

remember it. Get in and shut the door.

Sorry.

I really can't remember it.

You're hopeless, Walter.

The spit's waiting for you. I have to get dressed.

If you want to sober up, there's some fresh coffee on the stove.

I don't want any fucking coffee.

I want you. I don't want you, so stay away from me.

Not now. I don't feel like it. You always feel like it. No. I know, my

chicken. I know, my little chicken. Get away from me.

You're a pig. A stupid pig.

You're a hog.

Get off me. I always told you you're a hog.

Pig. Pig.

We love

sunshine.

We love moon.

We love everything that we've got.

Come and get me through the fields now.

Then together let's sing a song.

Don't melt, darling.

They're doing exactly what we did before.

You're wrong, darling.

They're making love.

We just screw.

Don't tell me you can tell the difference, darling. Go fuck yourself,

That's an invitation, bitch. I'm sorry.

I'm all dried out.

Hey, wait a second.

Huh?

That thing is broken. Your hand?

Here, let me have a look.

Goddamn tent!

There's never been a tent here before!

I'd like to know who is that goddamn idiot who put it in this place. That's

I'd like to know!

Ah, the insurance man.

I hope you thought of insuring yourself, amigo.

Well, of course I'm insured. Did something happen?

Oh, the insurance man is insured.

My hand will cost you more than a new one, you know that?

I'm a basketball player.

And I'm worth a lot.

I'll ruin you.

But I can assure you... Stop it, Walter!

It's exploding.

Well,

it hurts a little more than last night.

Are you talking to me?

Did you ask about my hand?

No.

what gives you a

Would you like to drive?

Very funny.

Then leave me alone if you want to get to Los Angeles tonight.

Keep driving.

We don't need company.

Now what are you doing?

I'd like to see you with your car off the road in a place like this.

I bet you would.

My car just went off. We'll send you back the first police car we meet, okay?

No, come on, get in.

We're heading for the highway going south.

Thanks a lot.

Can you wait just a minute? I have to turn off my radio.

Okay.

Take your time.

My name's Connors.

Adam Connors.

Hey, what happened to your hand?

That's my business.

You have to excuse my husband.

He's got no manners at all.

But then, I expect you notice.

He's also suspicious.

But don't pay any attention to him.

My wife loves picking up strange men, you get it?

She's a little bit, uh, how do you say, a little bit of a whore. But then you

may have noticed.

The name's Mancini, Walter Mancini. My wife, Eve.

Eve?

Yes, why?

Well, uh, Adam and Eve.

But this isn't the Garden of Eden.

That's too bad.

Very funny.

We had a comic in the car.

It's gonna be a great trip.

Why don't you just relax now, Kantz, or whatever the hell your name was. Konitz.

Konitz, yes, yes.

You don't have to keep the conversation going.

Okay, Martini. Or whatever the hell you said your name was.

Mancini. Yeah, yeah.

But I dig conversation.

Very interesting.

So do I. My conversation.

Okay, Mancini. Have it your way.

Because I really dig my conversation.

The hold -up man, identified as ex -convict Carl Olson, is undergoing

surgery at Barstow Central Hospital.

It is not known if he revealed the names of his accomplices before entering the

operating theater.

Doesn't the radio bother you anymore?

Much less than he does.

...that roadblocks have already been set up and the FBI has been informed.

Eyewitnesses report that there were at least four hold -up men.

Two cars were used for the getaway. A white 1974 Pontiac convertible and a

Chrysler sedan.

It is presumed that the... Hey, Sid Barstow, that's not so far away from

Let's go take a look.

What for?

You could write an article on it.

In Italy, there are at least a hundred robberies a day, a kidnapping every

a political scandal every month, and a government crisis at least once a year.

don't give a damn about a bank robber in Bosto.

Darling, wouldn't you like my daddy to know that as well as making out expense

accounts, you can write articles too?

Don't forget the doctor said he has a tired heart. We don't want to give him a

shock, do we? Could be dangerous.

Holy shit.

You a reporter?

What are you?

Well, I'm a grad student.

I'm on my way to San Diego.

I'm going to take a couple of extra courses.

Let me tell you something.

Never marry the boss's daughter.

Oh, really?

You're a loser before you start.

Because everybody will say you married your father -in -law's money.

And if you had any ambition to become someone, nobody takes you seriously

anymore. You never had any ambition.

Can you see?

Then you decide it's better not to give a damn about anything anymore and just

leave off your rich father -in -law.

Please shut up, Walter.

Isn't that why you married me in the first place?

No, that was the second reason.

I wonder what the first reason was.

Shall I tell him?

I'll tell him if you want.

Let me see if I can guess.

Because you're such a good lay.

How would you like to suck my cock?

Stop the car! Stop the car!

Get out!

Get out, you bastard!

Go away.

Take your bag and stop walking.

The honeymoon's over.

Well, what can I do against the one with the gun?

It was driving a white Pontiac.

Good for you, Joker.

I'm one of them.

So now you know.

I've got a gun, and I know how to use it.

I wasn't so wrong when I said she's a good lady.

Huh? Is that right?

No. Not a good lady.

A great lady.

You too, Smartass.

Turn it off.

What are you doing?

I'm getting a drink.

Well, make sure that's all you're doing.

Go ahead. Help yourself, Kuntz.

Konitz, please try and remember.

Ladies first.

Didn't anybody ever teach you any manners?

The lady doesn't drink.

You're probably right. It's bad for your health.

I'll take that.

I run the bar here like everything else.

Now listen to me, both of you.

We may run into a roadblock.

Enough sweat.

Because they're looking for four men.

And we're going to disappoint them.

You see, we're just three happy citizens returning from a wonderful vacation.

Walter and Eve, the loving couple.

And Adam, their best friend.

So if you behave...

We won't have any problems.

Do you understand me?

Do you understand me?

Yes, yes.

Can I smoke?

Help yourself.

Light one for me, too.

Which way?

Left.

I hope there's a gas station somewhere.

We'll have to fill up pretty soon.

Look in the map, Walter.

I'll tell you when to stop.

I've been down this road a hundred times before.

I know it like the back of my hand.

There's a gas station 20 miles ahead.

Please, leave me alone or we'll go off the road. Yes, it is, huh?

You're still thinking about it.

About when I touched you back there.

You liked it. Made your pants wet, didn't it?

Well, if you're a good girl, I may even do it again.

Easy, Martini.

If I want to fuck her, I'll fuck her.

And there's nothing you can do about it.

You're nothing without that pistol.

And you?

What do you think you are? A Norman Mailer? You're a two -bit reporter

off his wife's money.

Asshole. Ever since I got picked up by you two, I noticed something wasn't so

right.

How come you get so bent out of shape whenever I say something nice to her?

Be careful now.

Be careful.

Act natural.

Don't do anything stupid.

It's going to be okay.

Smart, Joker.

Very smart.

Now slow down easy, lady.

Start pulling over to the side.

And stop just before you get to the intersection.

What's up, officer?

Just routine.

I'm an Italian journalist.

My name is Mancini.

My wife and I are on vacation.

Is anything wrong?

Driving since this morning and our radio doesn't work.

Are you looking for someone?

We've been hunting up in the mountains, so we're a little out of touch, officer.

Okay, move on.

Get off of me, you fucking monster!

Those bastards!

Stop the car!

Hurry up!

Or else you and that pizza head will end up the same way!

gonna have to keep my eye on you martini you're pretty clever yeah you're so

clever you almost got us killed act naturally eve nothing will

happen the big hero don't be dumb you don't see it it was a really good try

if that stupid cop had played his part right i wouldn't have noticed the thing

and we'd be traveling with an invisible escort my head

My head right in the scopes of the high -precision carbine.

Some of those bastards can shoot a hole in a diamond 150 yards.

I'll bet you didn't know that.

You didn't think I could do it, did you, Martini?

You didn't think I was good enough, huh?

I underestimated you.

Yeah, you sure did.

I'm smarter than you think.

So don't you ever say I'm nothing again. Do you hear?

Do you want to know the real difference?

The real difference between you and me?

Look.

Look.

Look.

I bet you've never seen anything like that before, have you, Martini? Two

million dollars right before your very eyes?

It's written all over your face.

Phony.

You're a phony.

You've always been a phony.

And you always will be a phony.

That's the difference between you and me.

Two million dollars can't turn any shit into a big man.

Oh, you've got a great way with words, reporter.

It's your business.

Well, in my business, I don't need any words.

I got a friend here.

Says everything loud and clear.

And how many people have you convinced with your friend's help?

Hey, don't you start preaching to me.

You think about those two dead policemen in the road back there. That's on your

conscience. It's like you killed them with your own hands.

You're right, Connitz.

Once again.

You could have got us all killed.

So what?

When he doesn't need us anymore.

When we've reached the Mexican border.

He's going to kill us anyway.

Right, Connors?

About a mile ahead, there's an intersection.

Turn right.

Got anything more to drink?

No, Cristo.

Don't get mad. We'll get whiskey when we get gas.

Pay attention, Eve.

As soon as we stop, go in the restaurant.

I want you to buy two cartons of camels and two bottles of scotch, okay?

I wish I was that 50.

Don is the great.

Superman Carnage. Shut up, asshole.

You know what, reporter?

I'm beginning to like you, too.

is mine.

Oh, yes. And will you check the water and oil, please?

Okay.

Shall I go in now?

Yeah.

But be careful.

Stay in sight and don't go near the telephone.

And when you talk to the guy, keep your face turned towards me at all times.

We don't need any more trouble.

How long have you been married?

Nine years.

Nine years.

What a drag.

You got any kids?

Why don't you mind your own damn business?

Buenos dias, senorita. Que quiere usted?

Don't react to what I say, please. But when we drive away, call the police and

tell them that... Como?

We are...

We're in terrible trouble. No, no, no, no. No entiendo, señorita. No entiendo.

El patron no está aquí. Por favor, señorita, hable español.

Whiskey and cigarettes.

Ah, whiskey.

Cigarrillos. Bien, bien.

Yo no estoy loco.

Listen, reporter.

I got an idea.

You got an idea?

Terrific.

What if I hire you?

If you what?

If I hire you to work for me.

Regular pay and everything.

Who do I have to kill?

You don't have to kill anybody.

I want you to write a book.

Look, what do you want? Fifty thousand?

A hundred?

Keep your eyes this way, bitch.

Yeah. Look, come with me to Mexico.

All expenses paid in a hundred thousand. We'll have a ball.

And we can even take Eva along to school if you like.

If not?

We can send her home to Daddy.

What book?

About me.

No, about this whole thing.

Who do you think you are? Al Capone? Dillinger?

You're just a cheap killer.

Nobody's interested in your story.

But they are in yours.

You're a reporter that something really out of sight happened to.

You've been looking for a scoop to get me out of this shit for years.

Well?

Look at me.

I'm your scoop.

Thanks, mister. Thanks a lot. You're welcome.

Well, what do you say?

Is it a deal?

Okay, it's a deal.

Would you mind telling me what's going on?

Why are you doing all this?

Because it's exciting?

Because they want to see your name printed in a book?

All the news reports aren't enough.

You want the dignity of a literary character, too.

What do you mean?

Sometimes I just don't understand you.

I'm doing it because we're... If anything happens...

I want people to know my reasons.

What are you two talking about?

And I know you'll tell them. Okay, I'll tell them. But nobody will buy the book.

What book?

Why not? It's a sexy homicide story. And it's true.

Me, my wife, and the killer.

By Walter Mancini.

We haven't seen too much sex yet, but I'll take care of that eventually.

It's a natural.

It's got to make a lot of money.

What if they make a movie out of it?

Huh?

What movie? What book? Will you explain?

What is this stupid idea?

Do you realize he's mad?

I've got to pretend I'm interested.

It may be the only hope we have coming out of this alive.

Is it too tight?

No.

Are you through playing, Nursey?

Good.

Go get the tape recorder.

And then get that gilded ass in the kitchen and fix us something to eat.

I'm getting very hungry.

Well, we're taking so long.

There you are.

Eve, baby.

Stay where I can be.

Are you ready?

Where do we begin?

We usually begin with the parents.

A lousy childhood.

An alcoholic father who beats his son and wife on alternate nights.

Perhaps there's bad blood.

Syphilis.

Wrong friends.

The first small crime.

An apple because you're hungry.

The reformatory, etc., etc.

Or if you prefer, you got an unemployed father.

Better it is sick.

Or better yet, a veteran.

So we can put the blame on society, the establishment.

A mother who hustles to pay the food bills and keep her darling son in

But eventually the other kids find out and...

Your mother's a whore! Your mother's a whore!

There's a fight.

Someone gets hurt.

You get kicked out, and then from there, it's a short step to your first prison

term. Hmm?

Are you happy with it?

Are you listening to me, Cornet?

No.

No, you're all wrong.

You want to know the truth?

My father worked for the post office.

He was a lovely man.

He saved everything.

He evened on the house I was born in.

Paid for it with his hard -earned cash.

You know, the gingerbread house. White picket fence.

Chintz curtains.

Mom's doilies on the table.

She made them herself.

Poor mom.

She never thought of anything except the house.

But they really dug each other.

And they dug me too.

Nobody ever yelled.

Nobody ever raised a finger.

Two really sweet people.

And I never had a problem with school.

My folks.

Two fuck -ups.

The worst kind.

Well, Freud is no help.

Clear up the table and put away the tape recorder while I tie him up.

You're going to tie me up? Why?

Did you hear what I said? Come on, hurry up.

Look, Walter, I'm sorry.

But I've got to get some sleep.

So be a good boy and put your hands behind the chair.

You're hurting my head.

Oh, yeah?

up in a drink.

son of a bitch.

It's for the book, Walter.

I mean sex.

It's what we discussed, isn't it?

If I don't give you something to write about, how are we going to have the best

of salad?

The only thing I'll write for you

is your obituary.

No.

Hi, folks.

My name's Oak.

That's hard.

We were friends of that Judas there.

Where's the money?

Oh, I found the suitcase.

Is it all there?

Sure is.

Hey,

what do you think you're doing, bitch?

Let me kill him right away, Oaks.

Then we can split.

Don't be stupid.

You need us.

Like Connors did.

We can help you to get to the border.

The same plan we had with him.

It'd be silly for you to kill us.

Shut up! Shut up!

Now listen, Professor.

Dr. Thorpe said he's right.

Adam wasn't stupid.

They can cover for us till we get to the border.

Then we kill them.

Okay?

Okay.

You gotta excuse my friend there. He's a bit sensitive.

You know with all that's happened, he's all shook up.

Well, what are you waiting for?

Untie me. My circulation has stopped.

Sure.

Sure.

We're in Mexico, Oaks.

Oaks, you won't send for Kate, will you?

You won't have her come down there with us, will you?

Sweetheart, I tell you, she's the mother of my kids.

I don't give a shit about kids, about anything.

I warn you, Oaks.

Look, she doesn't mean a damn thing to me.

Not a damn thing.

I'll kill her.

I warn you, Oaks.

I'm going to kill that whore.

Listen, Walter, I... Never mind.

I don't feel like talking.

We've got to talk. We have to discuss it.

What do you want?

You're crazy.

Let it pass. Let it pass.

Then claim the center of the road!

What does he want, that son of a bitch? What does he want from us?

We stop.

What do you want?

So help me God, I'm going to kill that son of a bitch.

Quiet.

Come on.

It's all over now.

I wouldn't do that if I were you.

Now that's not a tape recorder, is it?

I see you're immortal.

I'll have to write that too.

You do that.

What's the matter with her?

She's asleep.

John.

Adam.

Adam. He's still alive.

Hold her right there, numbnuts.

Help me.

She's still alive, Adam.

You gotta help me get him to a hospital.

I don't want the money. I don't want anything, Adam. I just want yourself

together.

Don't worry.

We'll save you, friend.

Thank you.

Thank you, Adam.

I'll never forget this.

Is he able to walk?

Yeah.

Shake and walk.

Shake and walk.

Well, don't just stand there. Help him.

Move.

No, no. To the truck.

Hey, reporter, I don't need you any longer.

This is where we part company.

And if I were you, I'd stay here for a while.

Oaks!

It was nice meeting you, cunts, or whatever the hell your name is.

Hey, Adam.

Adam, what about the money?

Shit. I nearly forgot.

I'll go and get it.

See you at the bank.

You're really into being a martyr, aren't you, reporter?

Go fuck yourself, murder.

Ah, the girl with the golden ash.

Fancy meeting you here.

Drive.

Still remember the time Dad found 20 extra bucks in his pay envelope.

What a weekend.

Me and Ma discussing.

Whispering like scared rabbits.

Whether to give the money back or not.

20 fucking dollars!

Monday morning, bright and early.

He goes to the office with the 20 dollars.

His eyes shiny and proud.

Doing his duty like a model employee.

You know something, reporter?

The week before, I asked him for five dollars, five fucking dollars, to buy a

football.

That football was important to me.

You know what he said?

He said, use your allowance, son.

Save. Save it from your allowance.

He gave me two lousy bucks a week.

Not even enough for me and my girl to get into the movies.

Now, what do you think of that?

I say your hard time story wouldn't make a group of old ladies cry.

Most people are on your father's side because they are like him.

They're the ones who buy books.

You think so?

Thank you. You're welcome.

So then he began to steal.

That very night, while the bastard was sleeping, I stole $20 out of his wallet.

You wouldn't believe the next morning. And after two days, they still couldn't

figure out what happened.

That last time you killed someone, wasn't it amusing?

Don't get moral on me, reporter.

I don't give a fuck about morals. I'm just interviewing you. Remember that.

Yeah? Well, listen. I figured something out.

Killing people is like building up debts.

The more debts you build up, the more respect you have.

You didn't figure anything out.

The really big guys, they don't go around shooting people up like you do.

no? What do they do?

They steal with the help of the law.

You ever hear of that?

Yeah, and maybe marry the boss's daughter, too.

You're a cheap killer, Connett.

One of these days, an immediate policeman is going to get you.

What sort of cheap killer like you will gun you down?

Tomorrow, next week, next month. I said shut up!

I can't guarantee it. You're taking me too far, reporter.

You're a dead man. I told you once already. I don't want to hear it! Shut

Stop it!

Stop it!

I can't stand it anymore!

End of the interview.

Don't ask stupid questions.

This is a perfect spot for an execution.

Is this where they're going to kill us, Connors?

You, get in the trailer.

Why? Don't argue.

Move it.

Get your gilded ass in there.

Don't be stupid, reporter.

I promised you I'd do it.

Get up.

Pick me something to eat.

County police have identified the man found murdered in the White Pontiac as

multiple offender Robert Pizarro, 41 -year -old Mexican farm worker who made

headlines last year when he escaped from the Cliffdale State Hospital for the

criminally insane.

Police report that two other inmates escaped with Pizarro at that time. Both

still at large.

They are Lewis Hod, age 23, black hair, 5 feet 9 inches tall, and...

You're not interested in knowing who the other man was, Cornet?

As if I didn't know already.

Harden Oaks.

Oaks and Hard.

The inseparable fags.

The honeymoon couple.

Right. Harden Oaks.

You ever noticed, Cornet?

Only homosexuals know what real love is anymore.

Oh, Jesus.

That's great, Mancini.

You're really great.

I'm not joking.

They're building a new society.

A homosexual one.

Men one side and women the other.

Haven't you noticed?

You don't understand, do you?

It's true.

You're all a bunch of damn fags.

Speak for your husband.

Oh, no. You're included, too. What do you think you are? A big fucker.

He just used my body. Right, Walter?

And you make love with that gun, don't you?

I bet every time you shoot, you feel more virile.

More manly.

Now I'll show you, reporter.

I'm going to give you a front row seat.

Because I've got some unfinished business to take care of.

And it's showtime.

Thank you.

liked it, didn't you?

I mean, you really liked it.

Call me a fag now.

Hey, reporter, I bet you never made love to her like that.

All you have to do is know how to touch her.

Why, she can't even get enough.

Hey, if you're a good girl, maybe I'll take you with me.

Adam and Eve in the Garden of Eden.

She's like a wind -up toy.

Turn the key and turn her on.

You're mad, Konitz.

I feel sorry for you.

There's nothing you can do about it.

You're sick.

Blah, blah, blah.

Talk, talk, talk.

You were in such a hurry to turn off the radio before they could say the other

name.

The name of the third man who escaped from the mental asylum.

It was you, wasn't it?

Cool it, Mancini.

You're a poor mental cripple, Connors.

You need to humiliate people.

Everybody. Everyone you meet.

Me, her.

I got you shook up, Martini.

You're definitely shook up.

She doesn't look humiliated to me.

Go ahead, tell him.

Tell him how you really feel

Let's

go inside

much like that.

I want you to know it's been real nice knowing you, reporter.

And even nicer knowing your wife.

It's too bad we couldn't get that book together, but I'll be in Mexico tomorrow

with only one problem.

How to spend two million dollars.

So I guess it's goodbye.

He would have killed us.

Yes, he would have killed us.

Why don't you make some coffee?

We both need it.

We've got to go to the police, Walter.

And tell them everything.

You'll understand.

I'll be right back.

It's pointless.

Stupid.

Questions.

Interrogations.

Statements. More statements.

We would have to repeat the same things all over and over.

Walter, how can we just... We don't have to tell the police or anyone.

Nobody knows we met him.

The two policemen are dead.

His accomplices are dead.

All we have to do is to get away from here.

As if nothing at all had ever happened, Eve.

Out.

Walter! The money!

What about it?

What do you mean?

What do you mean, Walter?

I mean we got two million dollars.

And a lot of things can fit into two million dollars.

Many beautiful things.

It's Gastic's money.

Walter. You want me to start worrying about the future of Gastic's?

You're talking nonsense.

You don't know. You can't understand. What don't I know? What can't I

understand? Shut up!

The salaries will be paid.

The insurance will cover them. And the insurance companies are covered by the

premiums people paid to be insured.

It's all a damn chain of speculation.

Enormous profits.

Made with your money and mine.

And millions of idiots like us.

We are not stealing from just anyone.

We're stealing from thieves.

Gas tax.

For years they paid for gas at their prices.

So now I'm just collecting a little refund.

Yes, but if they don't find the money, they'll keep looking for it. It'll never

end. Let them look for it. They won't come and ask us for it.

What do we know about it?

Who saw us?

You understand now?

You're so smart.

Start the motor.

Not like that.

Gently.

Like that, you're

making it worse.

Don't yell at me!

Start off gently.

Then step on the gas.

I think the battery's had it.

And now, what do we do?

You've got to give up, Walter.

You want me to do what Connett's father did?

Go to Gostex, clutch in my suitcase and say, gentlemen, Santa Claus made a

little error in the bookkeeping. I found an extra two million dollars in my

stocking. You want me to do that?

You sound just like Connett's.

But very soon I'll be very rich and happy.

Girl with the girl to the ass.

Don't. Ever call me that again.

Oh, no.

No. No, little monster. Don't touch me. Don't touch me.

Don't touch me.

Don't touch me.

Madre de Dios, ¿qué pasa aquí?

Señor, what is happening?

My car is stuck in the sand and we have a problem with the motor.

Señor, you are in serious trouble.

Tell me, how did you get to this place?

It was an accident.

We were looking for a place to stay alone to pass the night.

We are on our way home from Nevada.

I'm an Italian journalist.

My name is Mancini. This is my wife, Eve.

Very honored, senor.

My name is Mendoza.

It's fortunate you came along, Mr. Mendoza. Perhaps with your help we can

out of here.

Yes.

Maybe no.

Can you help us get to a garage, Mr. Mendoza?

I can pay you for your trouble if you can tow me to one.

Garages, amigo.

This place is forsaken by God and the devil.

But I know a mechanic who could fix it. A couple of times he's got out of

trouble my old Pancho Villa.

Who?

That's my truck.

Oh.

I'll get the cable, senor. Thank you very much. Gracias. De nada.

It's dirty money.

Give it back.

No one knows we got it.

How can you be so sure? That's enough.

If I don't try, I'll never be able to look in a mirror again.

That's my payment for damages.

Oh, yes, sure. I understand now. Your Latin pride is wounded because someone

laid your wife.

Is that it?

You're a good lay, like Connick said.

A great lay.

But, my God, you don't think you're worth two million dollars, hmm?

Hey. Why don't you see they'll give us money?

Oh, shit, they must be busy thinking about themselves, you know what I mean?

I bet they're loaded.

You see the car and camper they've got? I'd like to know what they're doing.

Are you finished?

Yes.

He's rich, when I tell you.

Hey, Pete. How much? $5 .45.

Hey,

Mr. Rockefeller.

Would you buy us helpless kids some food?

And maybe something to smoke, huh?

Why don't you try to earn what you eat?

Yeah,

like doing what?

working gentleman.

Work?

Would you translate that, sir?

Don't be tight, Walter.

You're a millionaire.

The lady's very nice.

The lady's a good Samaritan.

She gives the thirsty to drink.

She never leaves a hitchhiker on foot.

She encourages the young to beg.

In other words, she loves her fellow man unless it's her husband.

Ha, ha, ha!

Give me a drink. Here's mud in your eye.

Like the old days.

When are we going to get rid of... Connie's body?

Not yet.

But it's dangerous to carry him with us.

I said not yet.

But why?

Don't tire your brain. Leave the problem to me. Christ!

What are you looking at?

Pay so much attention to every son of a bitch you meet.

You'd have two million dollars less.

Hey, Pete, go up there and give a shout when you see them coming. Okay.

Smoke, Janie, baby. Get it open.

They coming yet?

Not yet.

Shit, I hope that guy's a good driver.

And over there, too.

Hey, what if those bills are marked?

You're getting used to it, yeah?

Doesn't it disgust you anymore?

I never said it disgusted me. I said it frightened me. Shut up!

I know how to change it.

Oh, sure, you know everything.

Yes, I know everything.

No matter what you and your father think, I know how to do my job.

How much? About 300 bucks.

Not bad, huh? Far out. Come on.

What idiots.

My God, what idiots.

a Malawi reporter.

I've been thinking about it for hours.

But I didn't know how to do it.

How to get rid of you.

Those idiots solved the problem for me.

Trying to start all over again would be useless.

All we have to do is fight.

That I knew exactly what I was doing.

Now do you understand why I was waiting to get rid of him?

I would have organized something like this myself in about 15 or 20 miles.