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(DOG BARKING)

(DANCE MUSIC DRIFTING OUT)

MAN: Party... Nude dancing...

(PEOPLE CHATTERING)

JACKIE: Who is it?

Fantasia.

Hey, girl.

I thought you were going to Star City.

I am, tonight.

You bad 'cause you got a camera, huh?

Come on, show us.

You're messing up my picture with your lousy dancing.

JACKIE: Bobby, look who's here.

Hey, Bobby.

BOBBY: How you doing? I'm fine.

BOBBY: Is Ray with you?

No.

That's good.

That's real good.

You know you're always welcome here.

Bobby's about to blow out the candles on his birthday cake.

How old are you, 60?

That's your IQ, woman.

Oh, no, Bobby.

Hey, this is Darren and Danielle.

Hey. Hey.

Hi.

Oh, shit, I left my purse in the car with the door unlocked.

I'll be right back. Oh, okay.

BOBBY: What's this swinging thing?

Everybody get on the goddamn floor and be quiet.

What the fuck's going on?

Get on the floor, goddamn it!

JACKIE: Let go, Ray.

(DOOR CLOSING)

Down!

(MUSIC CUTS OFF)

Jackie, honey, just be quiet and everything will be okay.

DANIELLE: Bobby!

RAY: Where does Marco live?

I don't know, Ray.

I said, where does he live?

I don't know.

RAY: Where does he live, goddamn it?

JACKIE: I don't know.

RAY: How do you get your shit?

I said, where does he live, bitch?

If we told anybody where Marco lives

he'd kill us.

Well, what the fuck do you think

we're going to do, huh?

Leave us the hell alone!

Don't hit her like that.

Please tell him and everything will be okay.

Jackie don't know.

I deal with Marco. She don't.

Leave her alone and I'll tell you.

MARCO: Who is it?

It's Bobby, Marco.

Bobby?

Yeah, I got to get something from you.

What I tell you about coming by here so late?

I got to get something from you tonight, man.

Bobby...

Come on in here, man.

RAY: This is a pretty woman you got here.

Look at those little titties.

Ray, what are you doing?

Hey, man!

I got everything you want on that table over there.

There's 200 bucks in the wallet.

There's some coke in the kitchen.

Take the money and the coke.

You know what this is? This is lighter fluid.

RAY: Fuck you, man. I don't want no $200.

Stop it, man.

Put it out, man. Put it out.

I'll tell you where the shit is.

(SCREAMING)

Fuck you, man!

Motherfucker.

Oh, goddamn.

Goddamn.

(TELEPHONE RINGING)

DARREN ON TV: How many fingers am I holding up?

Got it?

BOBBY: All right, man.

How many fingers am I holding up?

BOBBY: I think you've got about a half an hour

before you pass out, man.

You could be an old man by the way you dance.

I'm not an old man.

I can outrun both of you guys.

Yeah.

This guy needs to dance.

I can hang.

Yeah, I'm going to get your lady, all right.

All right.

I'm just kidding.

Yeah, yeah.

All right, Bobby.

You going home?

Hey, what you doing?

DANIELLE: Wait, wait, wait.

...right here.

I know...

What are you...

(DANCE MUSIC PLAYING)

(MUFFLED WHIMPERING)

(MUFFLED SCREAMING)

(SCREAMING STOPS)

Your friend is my girlfriend, okay?

She's mine, okay?

(LAUGHING)

(GASPING)

(SNIFFING)

(SNIFFING)

(SNIFFING)

They got a fucking kid.

Goddamn it. Come here, motherfucker.

Where's your goddamn kid, huh?

Fantasia, go look for this fucking kid.

We can't leave a kid around here.

I already been all over the house, Ray.

I don't give a shit. Look for him.

He might be hiding.

(SNIFFLING)

GIRL: Mommy!

Mommy!

Hey, sweetheart, what's wrong?

(SHRIEKING)

What is it, baby?

It's okay. Daddy's here.

What's wrong with her?

I think she had a bad dream.

I'm going to take her in our room.

How are you? Are you okay?

Dale, are you coming to bed?

Yeah, I'll be right there.

DISPATCHER ON RADIO: ...north of Avenue 200.

MAN: Stand back, please. Give us a chance.

Stand out of the way, please.

(HELICOPTER WHIRRING)

We swept that all away.

Oh, good.

Come on, Dud. Let's get to the wallets.

Watch your feet, lieutenant.

I'm sorry. I need a name.

Okay, let's do this body first.

I think this is our stranger.

Who we got?

John, meet Robert Post.

How do you do, Robert?

Excuse me, Lieutenant.

Watch your feet.

We're out of here.

JOHN: Isn't that a light in Robert's window?

DUD: Yeah. 10:00 in the morning.

Oh, fuck.

Aw, shit.

John!

DETECTIVE: You got anything on that tape?

DUD: Some background voices.

Clear ones?

DUD: Not very.

DETECTIVE: So how did you ID this Ray Malcolm?

DUD: Neighborhood snoop across the street

recognized Ray's car parked out front.

Did they see him?

Mmm-mmm, but she did see a black guy with glasses come out a little while later,

get in Ray's car, and split.

She didn't even know Ray's last name,

but she thought he was staying a couple blocks away with some dopers,

so we checked it out.

Can you separate it?

Mmm-mmm. Not yet. That Ray's package?

So who's this black guy?

They call him "Pluto."

Evidently, he's been hanging with Ray

for the last couple of weeks.

They say he's from out of town.

Pluto. That's it?

For now.

So who's the girl?

Fantasia. Bullshit.

Good-looking. Ray's old lady.

Here...

Listen to this.

(TAPE REWINDING)

(ELECTRONIC DISTORTED VOICES) What are you...

JACKIE: Hey, girl, I thought you were going to...

(DISTORTED VOICES)

Bobby, look who's here.

She said, "I thought you were going to..." What?

It sounds like, "I thought you were going to Star City."

DUD: And then the other girl says "I am..." Something.

Play that again.

(DISTORTED) What are you...

Hey, girl, I thought you were going to Star City.

LILA: I am, tonight.

It does sound like Star City.

"I thought you were going to Star City."

Dud, check this out.

Robbery arrest from '79.

"In case of emergency, notify..."

"Jeremiah Malcolm.

"Relationship, Uncle.

"Star City, Arkansas."

Well, I'll be damned.

DALE: Jimmy... Jimmy, you there?

JIMMY ON RADIO: Yeah, Dale. Come on back.

Yeah, listen, I'm just coming back from the courthouse.

I checked the records on Ray Malcolm.

He was born here all right,

but he hasn't lived here in 20 years,

so I'm heading out to the uncle's place right now.

I want you to do me a favor.

Call Charlie and tell him to come to work early tonight.

Tell him I'm going to stay out there waiting

in case those folks show up.

If they do, man, we're going to be laying for them.

Damn, this could be a big one.

I'll talk to you later. 10-4.

10-4 and out.

DUD: Just give the names of the two suspects.

Ray Malcolm and Lane "Pluto" Franklin.

Give a description of the girl

and say the victims were stabbed to death.

How many stab wounds?

No, don't mention that,

or the hog-tying or the pillowcases.

What about the three other victims?

Just say they were strangled.

And what about the kid?

Don't mention the kid.

Just say there was a survivor

and that we think the suspects fled the state.

Might get us some national coverage

and make it hard for them to travel.

You got to give me something.

The press is all over my butt.

Okay.

Play it up that they're as violent as we've ever seen.

Really? Yeah.

Thank you.

What's the story on this Star City thing?

Somebody, come on. Dud?

Would it be a wild goose chase if you went down there?

We've been lucky so far, and we can tie Ray there.

The police chief in Star City said he didn't know of Ray or Fantasia

but he thought he'd heard of the uncle and was going to check them out.

I'm just waiting for his phone call back.

What about an ID on the second suspect?

JOHN: They call him "Pluto."

His real name is Lane Franklin.

He's originally from Chicago.

He and Ray got busted about six years ago

for another drug rip-off.

They did two years together in San Quentin.

Prison buddies.

DUD: Pluto's a piece of work.

IQ 150, college graduate.

We think he's the one who did the stabbings.

His package indicates that he's very fond of a knife.

He's got three priors.

And for some reason, he left the videotape playing.

Sick son of a bitch.

(PHONE RINGING)

JOHN: He knew we couldn't lift those prints.

He left a calling card.

Dud.

Cole here.

Yeah, put him through.

Chief Dixon, this is Dud...

Yeah, I'm fine, thank...

Put him on the box so we can all hear him.

What's his name?

Chief Dale Dixon.

I'm going to put you on the speaker phone so we can all hear you.

We have Chief Jenkins here.

DALE: Chief Jenkins? Los Angeles Chief of Police Jenkins?

No shit. Wow, it's a pleasure to meet you.

Good to meet you, Chief Dixon.

What we want to talk about is...

They keep you pretty busy out there, don't they, Chief?

Sure.

You got six people dead out there all at the same time.

We don't get that here.

Sometimes we get a stabbing. Colored boys, generally.

Just like out there.

One of them sticks another one over a card game or some shit.

Chief Dixon, I think we should discuss...

Craps sometimes.

You were wanting to know about this boy's uncle.

I think we hit the jackpot.

The uncle's place is the damnedest hideout I've ever seen.

It's out in the woods, northeast of town, over this old rickety bridge.

You couldn't find a soul out there

if you didn't already know where to look.

You boys being from the city, you'd be lost in 10 minutes.

But I'll be with you, so you don't have to worry about that.

Damn, Bonnie.

Excuse me? Oh, nothing.

CHERYL ANN: They were out of onion rings so I got you tasty taters.

It's L.A., Cheryl Ann. Chief Jenkins and them.

Yes, sir?

Will this be a promising avenue of investigation?

Oh, it's a promising avenue, all right.

Me and my deputies can start setting up a surveillance now.

Chief Dixon, why don't we hold off on that

until we get a game plan?

Well, if you say so.

JENKINS: Yeah.

That would be best. I want to...

It's my job, Chief.

We're going to get these sons of bitches.

I'll be waiting on you.

(LAUGHING)

RADIO DJ: ...73 degrees in downtown Albuquerque.

We expect fair skies tomorrow stretching all the way across the southwest.

So for you night owls out there, sit back, relax, and enjoy.

DALE: Hey, what are you two doing here?

When did you guys get back?

EARL: Oh, Wednesday night.

That's no honeymoon. You should have stayed longer.

Well, Earl had to get back to work,

and I'm starting a new job next week.

What are you going to be doing?

Keeping books down at the rice mill.

I went down and talked to old man Hosey.

He hired me on the spot.

You guys take it easy. Take it easy.

Dale...

Well, that's good.

Well, congratulations.

Thank you, Dale.

We better be going.

DALE: Okey-doke.

Do you want some of this, baby?

(SNORTING)

Why don't you put some clothes on?

(SNORTING)

I told you to put some clothes on.

Ray, you know those people are dead.

Those people are dead.

No shit.

And you were there.

Don't forget that.

I told you to put some goddamned clothes on, didn't I?

RAY: You know, we got enough of this shit to last us till 1995.

We got enough to last us till we get to Houston.

We're not selling all this shit.

We're selling it to Billy in Houston.

I'm going back to Chicago, man.

I don't give a fuck what you do.

PLUTO: It don't make no sense riding up and down a road.

RAY: What the hell you think is going to happen?

We're going to get in trouble?

Besides, I was planning on selling some

to them country sons of bitches in Arkansas.

I don't like this Arkansas shit.

We're going to be in and out.

We're not building a goddamn house.

It's not a problem, Pluto.

What you worried about?

What the fuck do you think?

I don't get you, baby.

Why don't you loosen up and have some fun?

Why don't you get high with Ray and me?

Don't you want to feel good?

Yeah, man. This is the biggest thing that ever happened to us.

You're just sitting over there like some little brown turd.

Goddamn it!

You watch yourself, Ray.

Listen up, motherfucker.

Listen up!

This is what's going to happen.

We're going to Houston and we're going to sell the shit

'cause this little $15,000 is not going to last.

Until then, I'm going to hold on to the blow.

And, Ray, I don't want to hear any more bullshit

out of you or her.

You son of a bitch.

Fucking son of a bitch.

Why don't you just fucking go to sleep, motherfucker?

You know what you forgot?

You forgot one fucking thing.

You forgot about the goddamn money.

I got all the goddamn money, motherfucker.

You keep that little $15,000, Ray.

He's right, baby.

We should sell the stuff in Houston.

Think of all that money, huh?

We'll be okay, baby.

Pluto, he knows people in Chicago.

We can live off that money for a long time.

Baby, it's going to be okay.

We can buy all the blow we want to when we get there

and we'll be safe.

Pluto will take care of us.

We'll be safe, baby.

DUD: It's really beautiful, man.

JOHN: It's really green as hell.

You know, I'm a country boy, John.

That's a bunch of crap. You were born in L.A.

Mmm-mmm. Malibu.

(SIREN WAILING)

JOHN: What the fuck?

Howdy.

Dale Dixon.

Welcome to Star City, boys.

We've got a full day, so if you'll follow me

we'll get you unpacked and get you something to eat.

As soon as I saw you drive by,

I knew you were the boys from California.

(TRUCK HORN HONKING) Cops look the same everywhere, I guess.

Follow me.

(TIRES SQUEALING)

Oh, shit.

WAITRESS: That's three scrambled and a cold Bud,

whole wheat, sausages.

You boys are in for a treat now.

Say, Fern, can you bring us some extra biscuits, too?

Sure thing, Hurricane.

Some more coffee, too, please.

She call you Hurricane?

Folks call me that.

I never have figured out why.

I figure we can wait up in the woods.

When the bad folks show up,

we'll put the stopper in the bottle like that.

They'll be sorry they ever heard of Star City.

This is good.

This is really good. My mother made food like this.

Oh, thank you, Fern. How's Walter?

He had his gallbladder taken out yesterday.

Good for him.

I'll give you boys 100% cooperation.

Me and my two deputies...

We'll take turns watching the place around the clock.

So you boys can just take it easy, relax,

drink beer, chase chicks, whatever you want.

We'll help. Hmm?

We'll help you.

Suit yourself.

Oh, another thing.

Old man Malcolm?

I guarantee he don't know jack shit about this stuff with his nephew.

You talk to him?

Not yet.

I just know it.

There aren't any telephone lines out to that old place.

He's like a hermit. Hardly steps foot off his property.

We ought to talk to him.

That may be the case...

DALE: Charlie, get on in here.

Charlie's my deputy. Retired police officer.

Morning, guys.

This is Dud Cole.

How are you, Dud? Pleasure.

This is Dan Mackintosh.

Hi, Dan.

John McFeely.

Oh, yeah, McFeely.

All them "Mac" names sound alike to me.

Had breakfast, Charlie?

Yeah.

Charlie's a goddamn Yankee from Detroit.

Listen, Dale, if we talk to this guy

and he's involved in this shit...

I told you he don't know nothing... Hurricane.

Dale, these are dangerous people we're dealing with.

Well, I understand that.

Well, you boys about ready?

Just a second.

DALE: Here you go, Fern.

Keep the change.

There ain't no change here, Hurricane.

It's a $12 check.

You give me a ten.

I'll catch you later.

Is he gone?

I haven't had a full meal since I met the son of a bitch.

2-10, go ahead, Jimmy.

Go over to Harlan Childress'.

Lureen said he's raising hell.

I'm on a case.

Unless he's trying to kill her I don't have time.

She said he is.

I'm just letting you know.

Okay, 10-4.

Hop in, boys.

We got to make a stop before we head to the Malcolm place.

Open this door!

Goddamn, Lureen!

Harlan! Goddamn it.

Harlan!

Settle down.

Settle down.

Harlan, goddamn it.

(GLASS SHATTERS)

You calm down now.

Let go of me.

You want to take a ride with me, huh?

You want to take a ride with me?

He laid out all night drinking, Hurricane.

Okay.

What are those men doing here?

They're not here to take him away, are they?

It's okay.

She locked me out.

I understand.

I understand, I understand.

Now look, you laid out all night drinking

and you knew she was going to do this, didn't you?

Yeah.

You say you're sorry, I'll bet she'll let you in.

LUREEN: He knows I will.

We'll go to church on Sunday and he'll feel a whole lot better.

You won't let them take him away?

It's okay, they're with me.

DALE: Now you get up. Pull yourself together.

Come on, get up.

Now come here. I want you to do me a favor.

I want you to put this ax back in the shed.

Okay.

I don't want to have to come back out here.

You're going to be okay?

Yeah, I'm okay.

All right.

Put that ax back, and fix this window.

Tell Cheryl Ann and the baby I said "Hi."

LUREEN: Tell them "Hi."

DALE: Sorry about the window.

LUREEN: That's all right.

It's okay, boys.

Hell, I'm out here twice a week.

Whoo!

Man.

MAN ON RADIO: * I just want to show you 'round

* I just want to...

Ray.

RAY: Motherfucker!

RAY: Goddamn it!

They know me now. Are you aware of that, bitch?

They know my fucking face, my name,

probably how long my fucking dick is.

That goddamn kid!

Why didn't you tell me about that fucking kid?

I swear I didn't see any kid.

He must have been hiding real good.

Quit lying to me!

Don't hit me no more.

Pluto, don't let him hit me no more.

Get rid of her, Ray.

It will be okay.

Oh, shut the fuck up. We'll get rid of the car.

They're not going to find us.

They're not going to find you, maybe.

They're not going to find us!

Get your goddamn hand off me.

(SOBBING) We're going to be okay.

CHARLIE: Isn't there another way around here, Dale?

DALE: Watch your step.

There's some rotten timbers up ahead.

I crashed my motorcycle on this bridge when I was 14.

DUD: Is that right?

DALE: They had to call the volunteer fire department to put it out.

You can still see some of the burn marks.

Perfect hideout.

You think the old man's there? Oh, yeah.

JOHN: I wonder who else is there.

Good, he's by himself.

DUD: Dale, wait a minute.

It's okay, boys. Come on.

Damn.

(FLIES BUZZING)

DALE: How you doing?

Doing all right, huh?

Are you doing all right?

JEREMIAH: I'm doing all right.

That's good. Remember me? I'm Chief Dixon.

I'm fixing to do what?

I said, I'm Chief Dixon.

I'm fixing to feed these chickens

before it gets too damn hot.

Have you heard from your nephew? Huh?

You heard from Ray Malcolm?

That's my brother's boy.

I reckon I heard of my kin.

Has he talked to you? Huh?

When did you talk to him last?

Talk to who?

Ray Malcolm.

That's my brother's boy.

I got to finish feeding these chickens.

It gets hot as hell at noontime.

Shit.

I hope you and them chickens have a goddamn heatstroke.

Huh?

DJ ON RADIO: This is Bobby G on 93.

Who's on the line?

WOMAN: My name is Michelle.

Michelle, did you like the song?

You think it's going to be a hit?

Yes.

Should I let it play?

You should let it play.

Well, there we have it, another vote.

Let it play.

Can I help you boys?

This is Linda.

Did you know Linda was a Spanish person?

Yes. You did?

RAY: How you doing?

Let me sit down and talk to you.

DUD: The suit wasn't brown when I started.

DALE: "I'm fixing to feed these chickens."

I say, "Have you heard from Ray Malcolm?"

Put that on daddy's plate, sweetheart.

And he says, "Ray Malcolm?

"That's my brother's boy.

"I guess I heard of my own kin."

So I said, "You spoke to him?"

He says, "Spoke to who?" I said, "Ray Malcolm."

He said, "Ray Malcolm?

"That's my brother's boy."

Can you imagine the conversation when Ray shows up?

Want some rolls?

Yes, ma'am.

Is this great or what?

DUD: This looks great, Cheryl Ann.

There you go.

I hope to hell he does show his heinie up there 'cause I got news for you.

That white trash and them two niggers...

Ow! That stung, Cheryl Ann. You nearly broke my le...

Bonnie, pass me them pickles, will you?

JOHN: I never got any beans.

Can I get some now, please?

Mmm-hmm.

Did you think I was going to cut you, honey?

I wouldn't hurt you for anything in the world. You know that.

Here.

I'm glad you didn't kill that man in the car lot.

What do you think we are?

No, fuck all that, Dale. It don't mean nothing.

What I'm concerned about is

that we left ourselves so goddamn exposed...

So, um, so just out there.

Anybody could tell that old man wasn't...

You can't assume anything about anybody in a case like this.

That's the guy that's going to fuck you.

Damn right.

Shit. I been police chief here

for, hell, going on, uh, six years.

I never even had to draw my gun.

Good night, you.

Can you kiss your favorite mommy?

Get in the bed.

Get in there. Get in the bed.

See you in the morning, okay?

Good night, mommy. Night.

Enjoying yourself?

Getting enough to eat and drink?

Well, just about.

That's your second bottle, isn't it?

Yes, it is.

I want to apologize about Dale's comment.

Bet John feels terrible.

Dale didn't mean anything by it. He just grew up talking that way.

Well, I understand, and I'm... I'm sure John does too.

These people are pretty dangerous, aren't they?

Yes, ma'am, they are.

You know, I've never seen Dale this excited before.

I guess this is about the biggest thing that's ever happened to him.

This case, I mean.

He really likes you and John. I can tell.

Think he looks at y'all like you're some kind of heroes or something.

Well, we're... We're far from that.

You might want to tell him that then, if you know what I mean.

I've got a little girl in there who needs her daddy.

Dale doesn't know any better.

He watches TV. I read nonfiction.

Well, hey. Hey.

Hey, John, what do you say we head back?

Oh, no, come on, guys.

The night is young.

Y'all want some cookies? We all do.

No, we wouldn't dare try.

Very serious meal.

They're in here.

I got to go pee.

Pee off the porch.

Yeah. Shit.

You know, Dale...

This whole case is our problem.

I mean, what I'm saying is, you can be as involved, or uninvolved,

in the actual apprehension of these guys as you want.

Assuming they show up.

Well, if they do, I'll be there.

You got a nice spot here.

Nice house, nice family.

You're a lucky guy.

Well, sir, I guess I am a lucky guy at that.

You know, I hardly ever lose a coin toss.

Go to the horse races in Hot Springs, bet on a long shot.

Damn if the son of a bitch doesn't come in.

My mom used to always tell me I was born under a lucky star.

CASHIER: What you got there?

WOMAN: A couple rolls of film.

Baby, there's an article in here

about Julia from Dark Memories.

That ain't Julia. That's that damn twin sister...

With her evil self.

No, it's not.

Can you tell him who this is?

That's Julia on Dark Memories.

Mmm-hmm. Told you.

Got any maps of Houston?

We don't need no damn map of Houston.

PLUTO: Be cool, Ray, be cool.

CASHIER: Good, Bill. How are you?

BILL: It's real quiet out there.

We got the two most exciting jobs in town.

(MICROWAVE BEEPING)

LILA: Your other burrito's ready, baby.

He's watching me. He knows who I am.

No, he doesn't.

Yeah, he does.

Baby... Let's go.

Listen, you back up.

Just back up.

BILL: Is that right?

Ray. Ray, stop it.

Stop it.

Shit.

(CAR DRIVING BY)

You'll never get me up on a horse.

(WHISPERING) Ray, stop it.

Get your hand off of me.

No. Let's go. Come on.

Let's go.

Let's go, okay?

Don't fuck up, man.

BILL: My cousin was in a cast

for two months because of that.

Come on.

I figure, why should I break a leg?

I'll just do it in the car.

CASHIER: I'll be right back.

Will that be all for you?

That's it.

I hope you don't mind that we opened things up.

Long as you pay for them.

Not planning on drinking that beer and driving, are you?

LILA: No. No. We wouldn't do that. This is for later.

Just kidding.

CASHIER: $7.95, please.

Y'all have a nice night.

Y'all too.

She's too young for you, Bill.

I like them young.

Shit! That trooper's behind us, man.

Don't look back. Just be cool.

What do we do if he pulls us over?

He ain't going to pull us over.

Slow down, Ray.

Don't panic.

He recognized me back there, man. I know he did.

If he did, he would have arrested you.

He was just looking us over.

White boy and a nigger girl in Texas, that's all it is.

Right now he's probably running our plates.

FEMALE RADIO DISPATCHER: 5-42.

5-42, go ahead.

On your out-of-state plate,

New Mexico license number Nora Edward 2-4-5.

Apparently the vehicle is recently purchased.

There are no warrants and there's no current registration available.

10-4.

Could you check the teletype boards for the last couple of days?

Seem to recall a teletype from California.

A male and female black, and a male white

wanted for a couple of murders.

Speed up, Ray.

You'll make him suspicious.

Speed up, slow down... Make up your fucking mind!

Have you found that teletype yet?

Still looking, 5-42.

10-4.

5-42.

I'm going to go ahead and pull them on over.

(SIREN WAILING)

RAY: Fuck!

What are we going to do?

I'll blow his goddamn head off.

PLUTO: We're gonna pull over.

We're going to be cool.

We're going to play it by ear.

We're not going to kill him unless we have to.

(SIREN WAILS)

We're not going to be stupid.

See your license and registration?

Hi. It's you again.

You've got a California license,

and New Mexico plates and registration.

We had California plates, but our car

broke down in New Mexico, so we had to get a new car.

I told you it wouldn't make it, Ray.

But he wouldn't listen to me.

This one will make it.

Make it where?

Philadelphia. My mother lives there. She's sick.

Ray is my boyfriend, so he got stuck with the job of taking me there.

Richard's our friend. He's just along for the ride.

Uh...

We weren't speeding or anything, were we?

No, ma'am.

What the fuck did you stop us for then?

I want you to get out of the car one at a time.

You first, ma'am.

Get your hands up.

Hey, calm down. You said "Get out, you first, man," right?

Step around to the rear of the car,

and keep your hands where I can see them.

You said "Get out of the car." That's all I'm doing.

What's wrong with you? You told us to get out.

Ray, do what the man says.

Stay where you are, ma'am.

Now you put your hands on the car.

Spread them out.

Now spread your legs.

Okay, same thing. Hands on the car.

Spread your legs.

Okay, ma'am, I need you back here too.

RAY: Hey, why don't you just tell us what we did, all right?

BILL: Keep your hands on the car!

All right.

Okay, now, ma'am...

(GUNSHOT)

Damn, goddamn right!

Yes, baby, yes, you motherfucker!

Let's go. Get into the car.

Come on, now.

You motherfucker!

(TIRES SQUEALING)

Hey Pluto, man, we're going the wrong goddamn way, man.

We're going back toward town. Turn the goddamn car around.

Did I kill that man back there?

Yes, baby, but you did a good job, don't worry about it.

I think I killed that man.

Pluto, what the fuck are you doing, man?

We're going the wrong goddamn way.

Turn the fucking car around. PLUTO: The car's been ID'd.

The car's been ID'd, right? So we got to get rid of it.

Yes, you killed him, goddamn it! You killed him.

Would you fucking turn the car around?

It will be stolen before the cops know.

We're going the wrong fucking way.

Then we go to a used car lot and get another car.

Then we're gonna pass the motherfuckers, don't you understand that?

Yeah. Shut up, Ray. We're gonna pass the cops. They're gonna see us.

Ray, we got no fucking choice!

We head out of town, they gonna catch us.

Just shut the fuck up.

Morning.

BOTH: Morning. How are you boys?

DUD: I got a hangover... JOHN: What do we got?

Nothing. Quiet as a Sunday morning.

What time did you get here?

Oh, hell, I came in and relieved Charlie around 4:00.

Y'all want some coffee?

No thanks. No.

Hey, Dud.

Listen, I was thinking about what you was talking about last night.

And, well, I can understand now why you're pissed off.

I wasn't pissed off, exactly.

No, no, no, it's okay, you're right, I mean, hell.

If that old man hadn't been as deaf as a post,

I could have blown the whole case.

Well, I don't know. There's two sides to that.

I made a mistake.

Look, you know more about this sort of thing than I do.

I don't want you thinking that we're incompetent down here in Star City.

Let me tell you, Dale, you got the energy and dedication of 10 cops.

No shit? No shit.

Say, Dud.

Let me ask you about something else I was thinking about,

and if I'm full of shit, you just tell me, all right?

All right. Well, sir,

I've been thinking about moving to L.A. and joining up.

Joining up with what? Police department.

Been on the force down here ever since I was grown.

Hell, after 10 years of busting peeping Toms and stop sign runners,

I'd kind of like to take a crack at the big time.

Now I realize that getting on the force out there is no walk in the park, but,

well, I figure after we wrap up this big case here,

and with your recommendation...

Well, who knows, you know?

I think you and me and Mackintosh can make a hell of a team.

That's, um... That's an interesting idea.

Well? How you doing, Hurricane?

Hi, Larry.

Hey Dud, this is Larry Gibson. He's our local Smokey.

Larry, this is Dud Cole. He's from L.A.

How are you? Hi, good.

Last night some folks killed a Texas state trooper in Odessa.

Says here they got reason to believe they're headed for Houston.

Seems to me they just may fit the description of the folks you boys are after.

Son of a bitch.

Think we may even have a photograph of them.

They ran out of a convenience store earlier.

Surveillance camera? Yeah, I think so.

Texas.

Looks like they're headed our way, boys.

Hey, you got another cup?

Sure, if you don't mind drinking after me.

No, not at all.

Goddamn. Texas. Whew.

You think it was our people who whacked that state trooper?

We'll know as soon as we get the photo.

Hurricane...

He's waiting on the bad guys

the way a kid waits for Christmas.

Yeah, well, Hurricane's a force of nature.

I like old Hurricane.

Nice fellow.

You know what he told me this morning?

What?

He said he was thinking of coming to L.A. and joining the force.

You're kidding. Honest to God.

He said that he thought me and him and Mackintosh

would make a hell of a team.

No shit.

(LAUGHING) He said he wanted to take a crack at the big time.

Jesus. What did you say?

I told him that it was an interesting idea.

That's the funniest thing I've ever heard.

(SNICKERING)

JOHN: Can you imagine that motherfucker roaming around Parker center?

(LAUGHING)

DUD: He'd put a stopper in the bottle.

(BOTH LAUGHING LOUDLY)

That yokel wouldn't last 10 minutes.

Put a stopper in the bottle.

(LAUGHING)

FERN: Hurricane, what are you doing back there?

You know no one's supposed to be back there.

Just getting a candy bar, Fern.

You going to pay for it this time?

Hi, boys. I saw your car parked out front.

Charlie come to relieve me about a half hour ago.

Dud?

I didn't mean to put you on the spot this morning.

(RADIO SQUAWKS) Listen, Dale, we didn't mean...

Oh, that's me.

Yeah, this is 2-10, go ahead.

LARRY: Hurricane, I just got back from Little Rock with that picture.

10-4. That's us.

You leave it? Yeah.

Jimmy, you got it? Yeah.

DUD: That's Ray.

JOHN: So that's got to be our mystery girl, Fantasia.

Her name's not Fantasia.

It's Lila Walker.

Hey, Pluto.

What's happening, man?

How you doing, Beaver?

Uh... They're cool.

Well, come on in.

Come on in. Go ahead.

(DOOR LOCKING) This is Fantasia and that's Ray.

That's Joey,

and the whining one there on the couch is Kim.

She had a couple teeth yanked out.

Fuck you, Beaver.

Why don't you grab yourself a chair?

(SNORTING)

You want to sit down?

No, that's all right. I'm fine.

So, where's this multitude of coke?

Where's Billy? He ain't here.

I can see that, but where is he?

Well, he's still in New Orleans.

PLUTO: New Orleans.

Well, when's he going to be here?

Tomorrow night.

He didn't tell me that when I spoke to him.

Well, he got hung up.

And he didn't know he was going to get hung up when he talked to you on the phone.

(SIGHING)

Well, we'll wait for him.

We can't do that, we can't wait, we got to go.

No. We'll wait till tomorrow.

We'll stay here.

Pluto, I don't think that's such a good idea.

We don't have much room, and, uh...

(CRACKING KNUCKLES)

Yeah, man. What the fuck, man.

You know, you can, uh, you can have my room.

I've slept on the couch before.

Fuck you, Beaver.

I'm not moving.

Give me the phone.

I swear to God, sometimes I don't think you got a fucking brain in your head.

Ray, I'm going to Star City.

The only reason why I got involved in this shit

was because you promised me we'd get some money,

that I could go home and see my people.

Yeah, well, that's before all this shit happened, wasn't it?

It's about time we got where we're going.

I don't see what the problem is.

All y'all got to do is come through and pick me up. It's on the way.

RAY: You know goddamn well that Pluto's not going to do that, don't you?

You heard what the man said.

I think it's a good idea.

If she goes ahead of us, it will be safer to travel.

We won't fit the description so easily.

No problem.

Ain't that some shit.

You going to be able to make it a whole day without me, baby?

I don't know.

DALE: Looks to me like just her brother and her mom is there.

DUD: What kind of people are they?

Good people. Christian people.

I can't believe she got mixed up in shit like this.

Hurricane, I'm still unclear how you know this Lila Walker.

Well, sir, I arrested her for shoplifting once.

She was just a kid in high school.

All she took was some lipstick and...

You know that shit they put on their eyes.

Wasn't worth 10 bucks.

I could tell right off she wasn't bad.

Just sort of high-spirited.

So I decided to try to help her out.

You know, talk to her.

Then one day she just up and disappeared.

Somebody said she'd decided to take off for Hollywood, become a movie star.

Anyway, that was about, oh, five years ago.

That's the last I heard of her till now.

She's come a long way from ripping off lipstick.

I don't believe she killed anybody.

I mean, that kid in the closet,

she opens the door, sees him, then closes the damn door.

That proves she's not a killer.

Pardon me, Hurricane, but that don't prove shit.

DUD: So?

JOHN: So, do we talk to the mother?

What if she tips off Lila?

She wouldn't do that.

She wouldn't do that, not Lila.

Have you heard from Lila?

No, I haven't,

not since last summer. Sometime around June, July.

Mr. Dixon, you know Lila,

you know she wouldn't do what they're saying she did.

They must have kidnapped her, brainwashed her.

Miss Walker, some of the best policemen in this country

are after Lila and those other two fellas.

Now, they're going to catch them too.

It will go a lot better for Lila if she turns herself in.

Chief Dixon is right, ma'am.

I can't make any promises, but if your daughter cooperates with us,

that will be taken into account later.

I haven't heard from her.

But if I do, I'll tell her what you said.

Ronnie, you heard from your sister?

No, sir.

Would you tell us if you had?

Yes, sir.

Grandma... I'm hungry.

MRS. WALKER: Byron, don't bother us now, honey.

JOHN: Who's that?

That's Lila's boy.

Didn't you know Lila had a boy?

And he's a pretty boy too.

Thanks for your time. That's all we need for now.

You know, I don't think they're going to Jeremiah's at all.

Me either.

Fantasia's coming home to see her kid.

Hey, Hurricane, just how well do you know this gal anyway?

What do you mean?

You know what I mean.

Ha, ha, that's real fucking funny.

Fuck.

Goddamn her.

Ronnie.

Lila.

Why, look at you. You've gone to Hollywood.

Look at you. You're all grown up.

Stand back, let me have a look at you, girl.

Yeah, you're still ugly.

I'm just playing. You look fine.

You know what, I'm feeling fine.

I'm going to go see my baby. I'm going home.

You can't go home, Lila. The cops are after you.

What did they say?

Get in the car.

You know, I didn't do the things they say I did.

Yeah, I know that.

Being on the run makes you look guilty.

I already look guilty.

And looking guilty's being guilty for black people.

You know that.

I won't get a fair trial. I'm not going to no prison.

Lila, Chief Dixon said the cops that are after you...

Dale Dixon? Yeah.

He was the one that was by the house.

You used to know him, didn't you?

Yeah, I used to know him.

Ronnie, I didn't come all this way not to see my baby.

Now, they'll be watching our house.

So you got to take me someplace outside of town.

Oh, Lila.

And then tonight you're gonna have to bring my baby out to see me.

And then tomorrow I'll be gone.

Ronnie, please.

I'm your sister. I need your help.

Okay, Lila.

Okay.

RONNIE: A friend of mine's grandmamma died a couple of months ago.

She had a house off the highway past the bait shop.

There's no one living there now.

I'm going to be out there all night, honey, so don't wait up for me.

Are Dud and John going to be with you?

No, they're not gonna be with me.

We don't need 19 goddamn people in a car to watch a house.

I don't mean you're incapable of watching the house.

Hey, just 'cause I'm not from L.A.

don't mean I can't watch a goddamn house.

Okay?

Okay.

Hey.

Hey.

I love you, okay? You know that, don't you?

I know that.

And I love that little girl in that room more than anything in this world.

I know that too.

Come on.

(CAR DOOR CLOSING)

(ENGINE STARTING)

BILLY: Hey, I would give you every dime we talked about,

if I had the money.

The problem is I just don't have it.

Your partner here is starting to make me nervous.

Why don't you sit your narrow ass down, ponytail?

Look, I know you guys are on the run.

And you need everything you can get.

It's better than nothing, right?

Let's lighten up.

Look, this town is hot, and so are you, brother.

You fucked up. You're on every goddamn channel.

You got no one else out there you can trust but me.

And I'm gonna let you walk with one.

What I'm telling you is take it or leave it...

(GROANING)

Fucker.

Eight fucking dollars.

Liar!

Ugh!

(EMPTY CLICKING)

Hey, wait a minute, he's got to have more money than that.

Let's go.

Pull over to the edge of town, man. We're splitting up.

What are you talking about?

Look, just pull over, man. Everything's fucked up.

I'll give you your half of the coke,

you give me my half of the money, and then I'm gone.

That's bullshit, man, I ain't doing that.

Ray, don't fuck with me, just give me my money.

I said I can't do that, man. I don't have any money.

Say what?

I said I don't have any money.

Where's my fucking money, Ray?

I said I ain't got any money, man!

She took the fucking money, all right?

I've got 56 fucking dollars.

Now let go of me before I have a wreck.

You're a pussy-whipped motherfucker, man.

Now don't throw that shit on me, man.

That's your fucking buddies back there didn't have any goddamn money.

That good friend of yours, Billy, man.

What the fuck am I doing with you?

You're a pussy-whipped, sorry-ass motherfucker!

Goddamn.

Hey, look, if you want any money, you're going to have to go to Arkansas.

RONNIE: Come on, Lila, we got to go.

LILA: I know. Just give me a few minutes with him, okay?

Come on, Lila, it's almost 4:00 in the morning.

LILA: It's time for you to go home and go to bed, okay?

BYRON: Okay. LILA: I love you, honey.

You going to be a good boy? BYRON: Yeah.

Give me a kiss good-bye.

RONNIE: Come on, Lila. BYRON: Goodbye.

Take care of my baby, okay?

You going to be all right?

Yeah, I'm all right.

Ronnie, put the money in the bank, okay?

Ronnie?

Put the money in the bank, okay?

(WATER RUNNING)

Lila?

Dale.

How you doing, baby? Stop right there.

Turn around.

Turn around. Put your hands on the counter where I can see them.

And spread your legs.

Simon says.

Can I turn around now?

Why don't you just stay like that?

Where are your two pals?

Ray and Pluto?

They'll be here soon.

How soon is that?

I don't know.

They have to call first.

How do I know you're not lying to me right now?

How do I know they're not going to show up here any minute?

I'm not lying to you, Dale.

What are you going to do with me?

Go on. Get in the other room.

Go on.

Go on in the living room.

What are you doing? Sit down.

No! What are you doing?

There's some fellows from L.A. that want to meet you, Lila.

Dale, put the phone down.

Why should I do that?

'Cause Ray and Pluto are gonna be calling out here to see if everything is cool.

And I'm not going to answer the phone if you call those cops out.

Oh, yes, you are.

I won't.

Goddamn it!

Lila, even if I wanted to, I can't help you.

I don't have the legal authority.

You didn't have the legal authority to fuck me when I was 17 years old,

but that didn't stop you then, did it?

Yeah, that's right.

Instead of sitting out there spying on me all night,

why didn't you just come in here and say hello to your son?

He's not my kid.

Not your kid?

He's nearly as white as you are.

That don't prove nothing.

You're calling me a whore?

Dale...

I was a virgin when we met, and you know it.

(BIRD SINGING)

Hear the whippoorwill?

Remember what you told me about when you hear a whippoorwill?

It means somebody's going to die.

How come we got to sit here in the dark like this?

Because I don't want to be a sitting duck if they show up out there.

I told you they won't be here until they call.

Where you going?

To get my cigarettes. They're in my purse.

You can have one of mine. I smoke menthol, baby. You know that.

I'll get them.

I forgot that thing was even in there, baby.

Ray gave me that for protection.

I don't even know how it works.

You pull the damn trigger.

Dale, what are you looking at me like this for?

What, did you think I was going to shoot you or something? That's crazy.

Now can I have my cigarettes, please?

Can I have a light, baby?

(WHIPPOORWILL SINGS)

So...

Does that wife of yours treat you right?

Yeah, Lila, she does.

That's good.

What's her name again? Thelma Lou?

Cheryl Ann.

Oh, that's right.

And you and Cheryl Ann have a little girl.

What's her name?

Bonnie.

How old is she?

Eight.

You don't like talking with me about your family, do you?

No, Lila, I don't guess I do.

I don't blame you.

I got something for you. Where you going?

Don't shoot me, officer.

DALE: What the hell are you doing now?

Can I turn on the light? No.

I put it in here so it wouldn't get stale.

Can we leave this open so we can have some light?

This is our baby's birthday cake.

Here you go.

I don't want any.

Suit yourself.

It's good.

You should try some.

Today's his birthday?

No.

It's in September.

I missed it.

I left him with mama before he was two years old.

So that means I've missed four of his birthdays.

So we celebrated all four of them last night.

Does your mama know about...

Know what?

No, I never told her.

I never meant you any trouble, Dale.

I still don't.

I bet Bonnie would be surprised if she knew she had a half-brother

over in nigger town, though.

You know, you really should have some of our baby's cake.

Quit calling him that.

Why? That's what he is. Here.

Goddamn it! I told you I don't want any.

This what you want?

What are you doing?

This is what you want, isn't it? Come on, cut it out.

Cut it out. Cut it out! Goddamn it!

Why did you ever fuck with me?

Me and my brother's daddy was white, did you know that?

Of course, we never knew him.

He had another family.

But that's why I kind of look white.

Because my daddy was white.

And I guess you figured since I kind of look white,

you can fuck me. What the hell.

And because I was kind of black,

you think you can dump me. What the hell.

2-11 to 2-10.

2-11 to 2-10.

2-11 to 2-10.

Dale, where you at?

(HARMONICA PLAYING)

Hey, June!

Junie!

How you doing?

You got something for me?

How you doing, Mr. Charlie?

Hello, is this Ronnie? Ronnie, this is Ray.

Listen, is Fantasia there?

Yeah, Lila.

Where is she?

Well, have you got a number out there for her?

Yeah, listen, give it to me, all right?

Yeah.

Ronnie?

Ronnie, come here. Ma'am?

Come here. I got to go.

Ronnie, now, if you know something about Lila being here,

you tell these gentlemen.

Your sister's in trouble, but I don't want you being in trouble.

No, ma'am.

I don't know nothing about that.

Ronnie, June Hawkins down the street just told me

he was out most of the night digging frogs south of town.

When he was driving back,

he saw you driving along in front him, and Byron, he was with you.

Now, where had you and Byron been at 4:00 in the morning?

We'd been here all night.

June's mixed up, he's getting old, he don't see very well.

Lying son of a bitch! I'll make him talk.

He's not gonna talk. It's his sister.

Can I speak to the boy?

How are you this morning, Byron?

Just fine. Pretty sleepy?

Yeah, I guess so.

Did you go stay someplace with your uncle Ronnie last night?

No.

You sure? Yeah.

You didn't see a lady, a pretty lady?

No. You sure?

Yeah.

Did your uncle Ronnie tell you to say that?

Yeah.

So this has just been pretend?

Yeah.

What do you say we stop playing pretend and play really?

Okay.

And I think you really ought to spend a night or two in jail,

so you don't tell your sister.

Dale...

You got to let me go.

I can't do that, Lila.

You can't let them put me in jail.

What's going to happen to our baby, with me in jail?

Your mom will keep taking care of him.

I'll start giving her money for him.

Why don't you just give him the money?

Why... Why don't you just say, "Byron, I'm your daddy?"

Huh?

I don't see how that would...

Yeah, I guess that wouldn't be a good idea, would it?

I guess that it would be better to just go on and put me in jail,

and forget about your 5-year-old son.

(PHONE RINGING)

Hello?

Hi, baby.

Yeah, everything's cool.

Yeah, everything's real cool.

Uh, where are you calling from?

Okay, what's the name of the gas station?

Mmm-hmm.

Ray, you already missed the turnoff.

It's about half a mile back up the highway.

Mmm-hmm. Uh, there's...

You turn right at this place called "Cothern's Bait Shop."

Yeah, there's a little road there.

Yeah, you're not far, baby.

Just about 10 minutes away.

Hurry.

Yeah, I miss you.

(ENGINE STARTING)

Is that the road, Byron?

I don't think so.

You don't think so?

Lila, when they get here, I want you to get them

inside the house and away from the car.

Open the door, wave at them, talk to them, just let them see everything's okay.

I want you to go back in the kitchen and stay there till I tell you to come out.

That way, in case they get trigger-happy,

you'll be out of the line of fire.

And then you'll let me go?

I'll let you go.

(PLAYING HARMONICA)

Byron, is that the road you went down?

Look, don't go in there fucking around. In and out, you got me?

Now what do you think I'm going to do? Don't worry about it, all right?

You sure this is it?

Yeah.

(WATER RUNNING)

(CAR APPROACHING)

You got it straight? You got it straight?

Yeah.

Hi, baby.

Come on, Fantasia, let's go.

It'll be a few minutes, Ray. I got to pack my stuff up.

What the hell are you going to pack? All you had was that little old goddamn purse.

It won't be long, you all come on in.

Shit.

I'm going to be right back.

That's bullshit.

I'm sticking on your ass.

Man, she better not have bought any fucking clothes.

How much she got to pack?

Come on, come on. Be careful, honey, I love you.

...spending my damn money.

Fantasia? Fantasia?

Police Officer! Freeze!

Get your hands up! Goddammit!

I'll blow your fucking head off!

What the fuck is this? Shut up!

Get on the floor, get on the goddamn floor now!

Now! Who the fuck are you?

Goddammit, you fucking bitch! Shut up! Shut up!

What the fuck did you do this for, huh? I'm sorry, baby.

DALE: Lila, stay back!

(GRUNTING)

LILA: Oh, no!

(GUNSHOT)

LILA: No!

(GUNSHOT)

(GROANING)

(LILA SHRIEKING)

LILA: No!

(GUNSHOT)

(GUNSHOTS)

(YELLING)

(GUNSHOT)

(GROANING)

(GRUNTING)

2-10...

2-10, anyone, channel one, come in, goddamn it, hurry up.

JIMMY: Hurricane, where in the hell you been? What's going on?

I need help out here.

What's your 10-20?

Oh, God.

Dale, what's your 20? Where are you?

I'm on off the highway, two miles,

down Sulphur Springs road.

There's a house in there, in the woods...

There's this house...

Is there an address?

Goddamn it, Jimmy, I don't know if there's a goddamn address.

Just get some help out here and an ambulance.

I got three suspects down and I'm hurting pretty bad.

Three suspects down.

Sulphur Springs road. Do you know where that is, Charlie?

Yeah. Hold on tight.

(SIREN WAILING)

Oh, sweet Jesus. Dale!

Charlie, do something. Oh, shit.

Dud, Dud, come on! Charlie's taking care of it. Come on, come on!

Dale, Dale...

Dale!

CHARLIE: This is 2-11 to base, 2-11 to base.

I need an ambulance out here on Sulphur Springs road right away.

That son of a bitch nailed him.

Yeah.

Dale?

Hey, man, hey.

Hang in there. I've got an ambulance on the way.

I'm going to run in the house and get you some blankets, okay?

Are you dead, mister?

Hmm? Are you dead, mister?

No, not quite.

Where's the lady at?

She's over there.

Don't go away, come back.

Come back here and stay with me.

Yeah.

Just stay here with me.

How did you get the blood on yourself?

I got in a fight.

(GROANING)

What do you do with your keys?

Oh...

I lock things up.

Come here. I can't see your face.

Come here a little closer.

Yeah.

Your name is Byron.

How... You're five years old?

Four or five?

Five.

Yeah. Just come sit with me here.

Yeah, okay.

Oh...