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Quiet, Soldier.

- Hi, Alma. - Hi, Dave.

- What'll it be? - Fill her up.

Okay.

A priest came by looking for Eddie. He asked how to get out to your place.

- Anybody with him? - Just a taxi driver.

- How long ago? - Oh, twenty minutes or so.

- I got to use your phone. - Sure, Alma. Help yourself.

'Checking the livestock report, I see barrows and gilts were $1.00 higher...

- How are you, Bett? - Hello, Earl.

Quit looking at me, Earl.

- How've you been? - Fine.

No, not fine.

- Lonely. - You should've gone out.

I tried it a couple times at first. I didn't like it very much.

There've been a couple guys.

Nothing special. Nothing memorable.

Listen, Bett...

I don't expect anything from you, Earl. I'm just glad you're out.

- Your wife ever answer that letter? - Nope.

- Disappointed? - Nope.

- About your kid, you ever hear from him? - Nope.

This place we're going to, it's not very fancy.

It's a cabin. I can cook for us.

How far is it?

Halfway to Eddie's.

I kept 18 for you. Like you said.

It's off the highway, it's a lot quieter.

You want a drink?

I brought some of your clothes in case you want to change.

Thanks.

Earl...

Baby...

- What's the matter with you? - Nothing.

Let's get out of here.

In the morning.

Let's go now, let's go right away. Let's head east, let's not go to Eddie's.

I got to, I got business.

I'll drop you off in town in the morning, but I'm going on.

My grandfather was a...

...Justice of the Peace.

Greenville, Kentucky, 1882.

This was his watch.

I didn't want to.

He had me so scared, I didn't know what I was doing.

Honest to God.

Eddie's dead.

Oh, my God.

Damn it!

Bett? Bett!

- Who fingered me? - No.

Come on, come on. You haven't got much time.

I got glass in my face.

The name of your contact.

Screw you.

I tell you, and I'm dead.

Who fingered me?

- Jake Menner. - Tell me about him.

He's a collector.

A big deal.

He works with bookies around the fancy hotels.

Okay, that's Menner. Tell me who set up the contract.

Oh, I can't.

You better try.

Jim Sinclair.

Where can I find him?

You're making me dead.

Well, you're dead anyway, now or later.

He runs a club in Bakersfield.

Near 14th Street and the highway.

The Three Kings.

What's the beef against me, Frank?

We don't ask.

Okay, Frank.

Let's go call Menner and tell him what kind of job you did.

Earl... don't hurt him anymore.

He tried to kill me. Why shouldn't I hurt him?

Move faster.

Let's go. Move. Come on, move.

- Where are you calling? - The Blackwell. Downtown L.A.

- What room? - Suite 11A.

11A.

- What do I say? - Macklin's dead.

This is Orlandi. Let me talk to Menner.

Menner? It's done.

Macklin's dead.

No, no trouble.

Ten minutes ago. Bye.

- How many are there? - Five or six, sometimes seven.

It keeps changing. It's a poker game. It goes on for a week.

- You got any money? - Not on me.

Get some and take off. You better go a long way.

- Is this your car? - Yeah.

Alright. No use trying again. They'll know you missed.

- You got a handkerchief? - Alright, here.

- Start the car, Frank. - I think I got pieces of glass in my face.

Start the car.

Frank, start it! Get out of here.

Die someplace else.

They didn't tell me what they were gonna do, they just told me to take you there.

They were gonna cut my face.

Not kill me, just cut my face up.

They showed me a razor.

They were at the club every night.

They knew where I lived, used to sit in front of my apartment,

this guy in a car watching me.

You know how they are, Earl. It's like they own the world.

Earl...

I'm sorry I did it.

Yeah.

They're gonna come after me, aren't they?

Sure, they are.

Is it alright between us?

Yeah, it's alright.

What did they do to you?

They didn't do anything.

Come on, let's see.

Let me see.

Who did that?

- It doesn't matter. - No, it matters. Who did that?

Jake Menner.

Well, his name keeps coming up.

- Hey, you can't park out there, pal. - Be right back, pal.

Up!

Around the corner. Move.

- What's the setup in there? - You're crazy. That's big-league in there.

And you're a busher. They're not paying you enough not to tell me.

Alright, there's seven players and two punks.

- Sluggers? - No, they're cheap labor.

If there's more than two, I'll be back to see you.

Like you said, they don't pay me enough.

- What's your name? - Al.

Turn around, Al.

Make it on the left side, will you? I got a bad right ear.

- Yeah? - Al.

- What? - Put your hands flat on the table.

Now bring out your wallets.

Don't bring out anything but the wallets. Quick.

You're making a mistake, friend. You don't wanna knock over this game.

Collect the wallets and the bills on the table.

Get Menner's first.

- How come he knows you, Jake? - He didn't, but he does now, asshole.

Who are you, friend?

- Macklin. - We heard Macklin's dead.

You heard wrong.

Put them in Menner's coat. Yours, too.

Don't be so goddamn sloppy.

Bring me the coat.

Don't come in front of me.

Behind the table.

Face the window, hands on your head. You, too.

You're finished, Macklin.

You're dead.

- Shut up. - Don't tell me, Macklin.

We don't want no trouble here, Jake.

I'm telling him the Outfit's gonna break his ass.

- Tell me about the contract, Jake. - Piss on you.

Tell him, Jake. You're a guest here!

You hit a bank, you and your brother and a guy called Cody, before your stretch.

- Midwest National in Wichita. - Right.

The Outfit owns it.

So you know how it is. You hit us, we hit you.

- Blind operation. - Blind or not, it was an Outfit deal.

You hit my brother, and you came looking for me. That's no good.

Now, the Outfit's gonna pay me money for my trouble.

I figure 250,000 to make things right.

- Tell your friends. - Do you know who you're talking to?

Yeah, I know. Keep your hands on the table.

That's the bill, 250.

I hit you until you pay me.

What I take in between is... extra.

We got nothing to talk about.

That's a nice ring.

You gonna heist it, gunsel?

Nice you can afford a ring like that.

You're damn right.

You shouldn't use a girl's arm for an ashtray.

Aargh!

Stay put. You don't want a beef here in the hotel.

See you guys around.

I thought you said you'd be right back, pal.

I got held up.

- Where are we going? - North.

- Breakfast? - Coffee.

- How about you? Breakfast? - Nah, just coffee.

Ah, big spenders.

- Where's Cody? - Out back.

Get him. Get him!

I'm Cody.

Can't seem to place you boys.

- We know some friends of yours. - Yeah? Who would that be?

They're old friends, people you used to know.

- Don't they got names? - Their names don't matter.

Well, it's always nice to hear from old friends.

What, you going quail hunting?

Sure. Quail.

- You're too late. - Why's that?

You got to get up early in the morning if you want them.

When they're feeding.

If you want birds.

Well, thanks for the tip.

- Your guns are too big. - Oh, yeah?

Twelve-gauge will tear a bird apart.

- Is that right? - That's right.

Leo...

You want to know about guns, you ask Bob Caswell there.

He's the Sheriff.

He knows all about guns. Don't you, Bob?

That's the truth.

You know something, Cody? You ought to play the races.

You're that lucky.

Friends of yours?

I know 'em.

A pair of sweethearts.

He who believes in me, even if he dies, shall live.

And whoever lives and believes in me shall never die.

We weren't married.

This house doesn't even belong to me. It belongs to his kid.

Of course, he hasn't bothered to write for 10 years.

Twenty-four thousand. There'll be more later.

Where did you get it?

Poker game.

Damn. You gotta think I'm dumb, Earl. I don't want any part of it.

Eddie was retired till you came back.

No more jobs, just fish, work around the house.

Then you came, and it was one more job because it was his brother.

He was afraid you'd get hurt without him.

Only you had to hit the Outfit, but it was Eddie got killed.

God forgive me, Earl, I wish it was you, not him.

Yeah, but it wasn't me.

It'll be settled.

The money won't do me any good. He's dead and in the ground, God rest him.

Won't do you any good, either. What do you want it for?

You got a woman, you got time.

That won't satisfy you.

Men like you and Eddie and the others just can't let things be.

You can't leave people alone. Leave me out of it, Earl.

I don't want your money. I just wanna be left alone.

Eddie's my brother, I owe him something.

You'll be shot down like he was, like a dog in the gutter.

Your time's used up.

Eddie knew it. Why don't you?

- I have to go, Alma. - No. No, not yet, huh?

I have to go.

Goodbye.

Goodbye.

Follow through.

One more. Follow through.

Okay. Now get ready and take it back quickly.

Hold it. Now take a look. It's a little too high.

Parallel to the ground at waist level. Let's try it again, alright?

Not too hard. Watch the ball.

Okay. Swung up a little too much.

Racket ready.

Okay. Watch it, watch it.

Good. Very good. Watch the ball.

Art...

We got a problem.

Nope.

No, you got a problem.

I heard about your accident.

A little later, you can tell me all about it.

Good. Very good. Okay.

We're closed.

- Looking for Cody. - Never heard of him.

I'm Macklin. Drop the act and tell Madge I'm here.

It's alright, Packard.

Hello, Earl. Want a beer?

Uh, this is, uh Bett. Madge Coyle.

- You want a beer? - No, thanks.

You're a real nice-looking girl.

Thank you.

Earl always could pick 'em.

We weren't expecting you, though.

He never worked with a woman along before.

Times change.

I got to be careful, Earl, you know that.

Harry Laudermilk was through here last summer.

He stayed a month and grew a mustache.

Didn't help. They made him in Dallas. He's doing five to fifteen.

I hadn't heard that.

- What about Al Ryan? - Dead.

Lord help us.

What a life.

Absent friends.

- Well, what are you looking at? - At your ugly face, you shit-kicker.

- Hello, Earl. - Hey, Cody.

Take a load off, Cody, and have a beer.

- You see anybody we know? - I've been in the woods.

Well, this is Bett. She's with me this time around.

- Cody. - Hey, how you been, huh?

The same.

How did they make you?

In a bar. Routine Vice Squad roust.

I was heeled. Cost me two and a quarter inside.

Ooh, that's hard time.

That's weird... the Vice Squad.

- Know about Eddie? - Yeah.

Look, a couple of boys, they braced me at my diner.

- What's the ticket here? - Midwest National is an Outfit front.

I want to do some work for Eddie.

They're not used to getting hit, they'll be soft.

Sure as soft, they'll kick your ass.

- What's your idea of a split? - Fifty-fifty everything. I pay the expenses.

No, expenses come out of the pot before we split, just like always.

I got a personal stake. No need for you to bankroll it.

- That's the way I want it. - Suit yourself.

- We don't need the girl. - What?

We don't need the girl.

It's like I told you, this time around, she's with me.

Start worrying about the girl, you might forget about your work.

It's up to you, Cody. If you're in, I'd like to have you.

If you're out, I'll get somebody else. Either way, she stays.

Oh, hell, Earl.

You always did need looking after.

- How you doing, Amos? - Not bad.

Earl Macklin, Amos Hopper.

- Any friend of Cody's... - Yeah, I get it.

How you doing? Let's see what you got.

- Two pieces? - That's right, but good equipment.

Oh, I've got some fine equipment for you.

.38 Smith & Wesson. Snub.

Rear sight's been removed. New plastic grips.

Rounded front sight that won't hang up in your pocket.

You know like they say, handy for pocket or purse.

- Is that the best you got? - For the size and price, yes.

Now, you want a more powerful gun, there's a Colt 357 Magnum.

A little larger, but it'll do a lot more damage.

What are you asking for the little 38?

I can let you have that for two hundred.

- Better take the Magnum. - That'll be $50 more.

Yeah, make it the Magnum.

You're absolutely right. That's a superior piece.

You know, I've sold it twice before. No complaints.

I'll buy it back from you when you're through with it, fair price.

- If we pass through. - Yeah.

- And the second piece? - Colt 45, Army issue.

Powerful weapon, hard to come by.

But I've got a cherry, and it's a steal at 300.

Like I said, she's a real cherry.

- We'll need ammunition. - Sure.

A hundred rounds for each piece.

Sounds like you've got a war, Macklin.

I don't know. What do you think, Cody?

Whatever you say, Amos.

Whenever the winter winds become too strong

I concentrate on you...

Irish straight, please.

- What'll you have, friend? - Irish straight.

I wanna talk to Sinclair. Jake Menner sent me.

Menner? Don't know the name.

You'd better make sure.

You don't want to get in any trouble.

You got any message for Mr. Sinclair, you give it to me.

I don't talk to guys wearing aprons. Get Sinclair.

Tender, when at first your kiss you decline

Oh, the light in your eyes when you surrender

And once again our arms intertwine

So, when wise men say to me...

Alright. Down the hall.

That love's young dream never comes true

To prove even wise men can be wrong...

Hold it. I'll open the door.

Yeah. Come in.

- I don't know you. - Menner sent me.

The hit you set up didn't work out.

Yeah. I heard. How do you like that?

That Macklin's a real pain in the ass.

They told me maybe he'll come here.

- You think so? - Maybe.

What's he got against me? It was Menner's contract.

I'm supposed to send a slugger, I send a slugger, know what I mean?

Macklin isn't gonna bother me. What for?

You send a guy out to kill somebody, maybe his feelings get hurt.

That's no way to look at it. Nothing personal.

Uh-huh.

- You're Macklin. - That's right.

Maybe we should talk things over.

You hold it right there. You go on back and chop them ribs.

- Where's your safe? - No safe.

- It's in the cabinet. - Give me the key.

- It's open. - Shit-heel operation!

I guess you guys don't get robbed much, do you?

- Nobody gets away with it. - I'll remember that.

Down on the floor. Move!

Start doing push-ups. Count.

- One. - One.

- Two. - Louder. I want to hear you all the way out.

- Three, four! Count! - Five!

Don't be brave, brother. You just work here, remember?

- Did you get it? - Yeah.

Damn!

Come on!

Move! Move!

Get in there.

They made the car!

- You did good back there. - Don't touch me!

Where's my gun? Jesus!

- Chemey around? - Who wants him?

Earl Macklin from St. Louis.

Jason? Go on down and see if Chemey's down there.

Fella by the name of Earl Macklin wants to see him,

and he's got another fella with him.

Judge.

He won't hurt you none if you don't go near the house.

So you're Earl Macklin.

It's your brother I wanted.

- You asked for Chemey. - But you're Buck.

- What makes you think so? - You're Buck.

Go tell your big brother I wanna buy a car.

Shut your face!

I don't know you, Mister. I think you'd better get off my property.

I'm going out to the garage. You wanna keep that dog right there beside you.

- Judge! - I'll break its neck.

Judge, stay.

Better stop right there, Mister.

I'm Earl Macklin. This is Jack Cody.

You're gonna have to do a little better than that.

Three years ago, you sold my brother a green '68 Dodge, four doors, $2,000.

A week later, he sold it back to you for 1,250.

We were his partners on that job.

- What job was that? - Midwest National, Wichita.

- How come Eddie isn't here himself? - He's dead.

Buck, bring us something to drink, huh?

Come on.

You ought to talk to your brother about his manners.

Hey, don't you worry about him.

It's that damn bitch he's married to.

Didn't hear nothing about Eddie. What happened to him?

Accident.

Nice fella.

The best.

You looking for something special?

Something dependable with clean papers.

Uh-huh.

Wanna take her out of the state?

No, local. But I wanna leave that Chrysler.

- How warm is it? - It's legitimate.

Maybe we can make ourselves a deal.

Couple of boys in town, they got themselves a Dodge last week.

Thank you. Maybe we could wait here a little bit.

Then you and me and Buck, we'll go have a look. How's that?

Be obliged.

This girl here's a problem, though.

You know she's got a 1971 Plymouth engine in there,

brand-new Chevy brakes.

- You think she'll move? - That's not enough weight for the power.

No, sir. I got the back and front end leaded down real good.

Even got a special coolant system in there so she won't burn up.

You got it all worked out.

No, I ain't.

There's just one thing wrong.

I can't make her sound like a Volkswagen.

I put every kind of muffler there is in there,

and they just don't sound quite right.

You see, a Volkswagen fires up real slow.

That's what it is.

I'm going to get her, though.

You see, Mister, there ain't nothin' I can't do with a car.

How long before you're gonna need your car?

Right away.

Well, then, we oughta go have a look, huh?

Wanna come on inside and have a drink?

No, thank you.

You sure? We got time.

No, thank you, ma'am.

You got a problem?

Lady, after a while, a fella learns things.

Some women are trouble.

Suit yourself.

Well, I always do.

- Runs okay, huh? - Yes, it does.

The car's hot in Idaho, the plates are hot in Arizona.

But they're off a Cord, so you got nothing to worry about.

They still got Cords around?

You give me three days, Mister, I'll get you a Stanley Steamer.

How much do I owe you?

It's a pretty good car for you on short notice.

It's from Arizona, it don't have no salt corrosion on it.

A little sand in the carburetor.

- How much? - 4,800 plus your car.

- You got papers? - Yeah. They're on the dashboard.

Put any name you want on them.

Buck? Buck, I wanna talk to you.

Not now, honey. You can see I'm working.

Buck, I got something to tell you.

- He tried to rape me. - Get back in the house! Shut up!

You never stand up for me! I am Buck's wife!

He tried to put his hands all over me!

- What the hell? - Easy, Buck, easy now.

Why the hell would she say that? Nothing happened, she got no reason.

Look, she offered it, but I turned her down.

- Hey... - You're lying to me, man.

- Friend, you don't wanna do anything. - Come on, fella.

- Get out of the way. - Judge! Here, Judge!

Goddamn you!

Alright, leave me out of it, cos I'm neutral.

No, you're not. You're his brother.

- She was hoping he'd get himself killed. - Goddamn liar. I never did.

Keep your mouth shut! I'll talk to him.

No, I don't want this cracker asshole following me around with a shotgun.

Next time, I'll kill him.

She offered it to me once or twice.

- Bastard, you took it! - Wake him up. Tell him what I said.

As soon as you're gone. He'll do better just with me.

- Damn you, Chemey. - Shut up!

- Sorry about all this fuss. - Just settle it with your brother.

Some city.

It's a city. They're all like this.

Well, I hate 'em all, then.

Except maybe resort towns, Reno, Miami.

It's the same there. Want a cigarette?

No. I'm giving that up.

Seems like I can't do anything anymore without running out of breath.

- You ever been up to northern Oregon? - When I was a kid.

That's where I got my diner.

Boy, you ought to see the snows up there. In the winter, the snow gets over your head.

Sounds alright.

Presque Isle, Oregon.

Got an army base nearby there.

I sell them soldier boys lots of ham and eggs.

I short-order a good egg, when I put my mind to it.

Yeah, you can live up there all your life, Earl,

never have to worry about it.

- Maybe I'll come through there sometime. - You do.

Stop by, and I'll fry you an egg.

Yeah. I think I'll do that.

You know, before, when we started... I didn't give a damn.

Now I'm scared I'm gonna get my ass shot off.

It's taking all the fun out of it.

Maybe we're getting too old for this line of work, Earl, huh?

Anyways... you got a place to go to.

You're a businessman now.

You know, a man's gotta change his routine every so often.

Hell, nobody's luck holds forever.

Uh... Kenilworth Finance.

- Fourth. - Got a special for 'em.

Santa Anita.

One moment.

Hialeah. One moment.

- Hey, it's a private office, fella. - I got a special here for a Mr. Wilson.

Never heard of him.

Well, this is the office, alright.

Here, take a look for yourself.

Hands behind your heads.

The layoff room?

- The layoff room? - It's down the hall.

Outside.

Get your hands down.

- Get in there! Move! - Move it!

- Alright, hang up the phones! - Keep your hands where I can see 'em!

You two, up against the wall.

Hands, gentlemen, hands.

- The safe. - I don't know the combination.

Get up.

Take off your shoes.

- What? - Take off your shoes.

Every time I tell you to open that safe, and you say no,

I'm gonna shoot off one of your toes.

You already owe me one. Take off your shoes.

- I'm not lying. - Take his shoes off.

Yes, sir.

Okay, okay.

Sit down.

Get it open in less than a minute, you don't lose any toes.

You two, put it on the table.

Get down on the floor, both of you, face down.

Now start counting to 500. Slowly.

You get to 500, you can start making telephone calls about this.

Leave before then, you're dead.

'At the 12-yard line...'

Keep the game on. I wanna know when somebody scores.

Yes, sir.

- You and your goddamn football. - Shut up.

Seven bid. No 8, no 8. 7 bid. Now 8? 8, now 8?

I sold it for 7,000.

Alright, John, got a good horse in here. What's the pedigree on it?

It's a hit number five. Unnamed Bay, thoroughbred colt.

He's by Talking Prince by Arctic Prince, out of an Admiral Lee mare.

Alright, who'll give $10,000 to start it? Who'll give ten?

Now 12 and a half? 12 and a half. 15, 17 and a half.

Now 20, 20? 20, now 20? 20,000.

Now 5? 25,000? 25, 25?

Now 5? Now 30, 30? 7 and a half. Yes, sir?

If I can hold it just a minute? If you figure what this horse might win...

He's got a full brother that's won $206,000. 206,000.

We don't even have 1/10 of that right now.

There you are, ladies and gentlemen.

I got 27 and 5. Now 30, 30, 30? 28.

Now 9? 28, bid now 9? Now 9? Now 9?

Now 30? 30,000? 30? 29, bid now 30?

He'll be the cheapest horse in the whole sale!

29, bid now 30? 29, bid now 30? 30, 30?

30, 30, 30? 29, bid now 30? 30? 30, here it goes. 29, 30, yes. Now 1?

30, bid now 1? 1, now 1? 31, 31?

Sold to you at $30,000.

Get your buyer's name.

Rams just scored, 17-14.

Yeah.

Get in the car.

- Why should I? - In the car.

I... I don't want to.

Get in the car.

Alright, but I'm not listening to any goddamn football game!

This horse is gentle to ride on the outside, and sure alright and sound.

There you go, boys. A nice-looking horse.

7, now 8? 8, now 8? 71, now 2?

71 bid. Now 2? Now 3? 72 bid. Now 3? 4?

73, 4. Now 5? 5, now 5?

74 bid. Now 5? Now 5? 5, now 5?

74, 5? 5 and sold the horse.

- 74. 74,000. - Thank you.

Here's number 10, a known son of Citation.

A direct grandson of Citation.

There it is, boys. 10? 10,000?

You see the kind of help around these days... bums.

Not much, are they?

You didn't come here for trouble. You came to deal.

That's right.

Menner sends his regards. He's had to quit poker for a while.

Maybe the bum will spend some time doing what he's paid for.

- Must be tough running a big business. - Yeah. Yep.

How do you want the 250?

Small bills, used, hundreds or less. Delivery in a neutral place.

- You know why I'm paying you? - I'm aggravation.

Small aggravation, Macklin.

On a good day, we take in 250 by noon.

That should make it easy for you.

The redhead's my wife Rita. We've been married a year.

She's not very smart, but she treats me right, yeah.

She treats me just fine. You know what I mean?

- I know what you mean. - Sure you do.

You know what I'm talking about.

With these dumbos, any stiff could get lucky.

Rita might've got hurt.

She'd have been okay, but you wouldn't have.

Well, you got confidence. I like that, I appreciate it.

I don't care what you think, just as long as you pay.

Hard guy. Think you're Dillinger.

You're nothing but a goddamned independent, a heist guy.

You got no operation. You go around sticking up banks.

What kind of operation is that?

Remember, small bills, nothing bigger than 100.

Get in touch with my people. It'll be taken care of.

Macklin, don't brace me again.

Be happy today!

Sing it out, boys!

Check the back. Give me the key.

- It's open. - Wait a minute! Come here!

Goddamn! It's a setup!

I had a chance to deal.

He pulls a goddamn fire alarm, and you miss him?

Shut up! That guy got close to me, you understand that?

He could've reached out and touched me, and I want his ass wrapped in cellophane!

You got that? In cellophane!

Well, if you need soldiers, import them, but I want him dead!

Dead.

- Hi. - Hi.

Your keys.

Keep your hands down.

- Open it. - Hey. Easy does it in there.

Hey.

Listen, come on. Smile.

Freeze. I'm looking for heroes. Let's see your hands.

Something just came up. I'll call you back.

- What's your name? - Walter Kinney.

We're gonna clean this place out, Walter. We're gonna do it nice and quiet.

We don't wanna disturb the customers and we don't want the police coming down here,

seeing all the wheels and dice tables.

- What's your name? - Jim.

Stand up straight, Jim. Forget about kicking the safe closed.

Very good, Jim. Walter, clean out that safe.

- You help him. - You won't get three miles.

That's not your worry. You just concentrate on staying alive.

Don't you know who runs this place?

I don't give a rat's ass if your mother runs it! Get it out!

Come on.

Come on. Let's go.

- You carry it. - Don't make a fuss till he gets back.

- You don't want a dead man on the property. - Do as he says.

Smile, Walter. Talk to them.

Safety first.

Good evening, Mr. Kinney.

It's okay, Gus.

- I'll get it, Jack. - Right, Mr. Kinney.

Move, Walter. Get in here.

Get in.

Okay.

Give me that figure again.

No, no. I got it.

Don't ever use this number again.

Menner...

You gave out my number, Jake.

You give out my number again, I retire you with flowers.

Yeah, I got the figure.

I want him.

Cover every motel, every joint, every road in and out of town.

Pull everybody off everything and get him.

You got a little time, Jake, but not much.

Operator, I'd like to call Pittsburgh.

No, I don't wanna talk to Mrs. Harrow. I wanna talk to Mr. Harrow.

Hello, Daddy.

I'm fine. How are you?

Listen, Daddy, um...

Be alright if I came home for a while?

Yeah.

She does?

What about, um, the other room?

Right.

Okay, yeah.

Nothing. I'm fine.

No, I'm not any place where you can reach me.

No. I have to go now.

I love you, too. Bye.

- Where you been? - I went out for a while.

I told you not to go out.

Why shouldn't I go out? You go out, don't you?

You expect me to sit around this room and stare at the goddamn ceiling?

I went out to get some cigarettes.

For you.

- And get your feet off our bed! - Alright. Forget it.

- I'm not gonna forget it. - I'll be seeing you.

How do you expect me to forget the way we live?

Moving around like some goddamn grape pickers or something!

That's the way it's gotta be.

All I do is, uh...

...is sit around motel rooms and wonder whether or not you've gotten killed.

Someday I'll be sitting here and you'll get killed, and I won't even know!

You just won't come back.

Goddamn you, Earl! You listen to me!

Don't ever touch this gun again.

You and your goddamn gun!

Don't ever touch this gun again.

I'm going home, anyway.

So go.

I called my daddy. I'm going home.

I just went out to get some cigarettes.

They're looking for you, too, you know.

Nobody saw me, Earl. I swear to God.

It doesn't make any difference anyway. We're getting outta here in the morning.

- Yeah. Some other motel. - That's right.

That's right.

- Was he a good man, your grandfather? - The best.

- Can I have this when you leave? - I'm not leaving.

You know what I wish, Earl?

What do you wish?

I wish I didn't love you.

And...

...I wish I didn't have anything to feel sorry about.

And...

...I wish you'd grow some hair.

Let's get out.

I can't get out.

They won't let me, and I don't want to.

I got to settle this thing one way or another, once and for all.

Maybe you don't understand that, but that's the way it's gotta be.

It doesn't have to be.

It does with me.

Can't we just go someplace and hide?

That's what Eddie did.

The black and white?

Yep.

- What do you think, stop or run? - Better stop.

Ready?

Hi. May I see your operator's license, please?

Would you take it out of the wallet for me?

What's the problem?

- Is this your address? - Yes, sir.

- What's the problem? - Just a safety check.

I'll have to inspect the vehicle.

It's a hit!

Stay down, Bett!

Menner!

Let's go!

Earl...

Bett?

The death certificate's been taken care of. Pneumonia.

Yeah.

You want to see her?

No.

Pretty girl.

Oh, uh... it's going to be extra for the paper.

- How do you want to care of that? - Cash.

- Your credit's always good here... - Cash.

She had a watch. Gold. I got it in the office for you.

- You keep it. - It's a good watch...

- I don't want it. - Alright, Earl. Whatever you say.

You take care of the funeral, see that it's done right?

I'll take care of things, don't you worry.

I'll appreciate it.

- Where to now? - Only one place left to go.

- How's it look? - Well, very tight.

They got lots of personnel on the grounds.

Guards, Dobermanns, floodlights, electric gates.

Got a couple of guys patrol the neighborhood every half-hour.

Got a chance?

Maybe to get in. Getting out's gonna be a bitch.

This is private with me now. You can get out with no hard feelings.

I'll stick around and see how it comes out.

Why aren't the lights on?

That's gin.

How long are we gonna stay cooped up in this mausoleum?

- Shut up, Rita. - I'm going to bed.

Well, go to bed, then. Just shut up about it.

'Back to pass, and the Rams are holding on...'

I have to borrow you boys' car for a while.

Back up.

Here we go.

- Where's Harry and Max? - Search me.

- They back yet? - Yeah, they're back.

Are you gonna kill me?

Don't know yet.

Make any sound, I'll blow your head off.

Can we deal?

Not anymore.

Damn you! Why'd you have to kill him?

He owed me money.

- That damn thing's late! - You sure you set the thing right?

Yes.

I'm going to rest. I'm going to rest a minute. Just a minute.

Stay out of it. He's dead. You're unemployed.

Earl...

- I'm not sure I can make it. - Well, we'll rest a little while.

You got a cigarette?

- I thought you was quitting. - Yeah...

Can't quit all of a sudden, you got to taper off.

Boy, I'll tell you one thing... I'm quitting at this job. I'm retiring.

Why don't you go ahead? I'll catch up after a bit.

I got no place to go to.

Finish your cigarette.

Boy... we went all the way this time, didn't we, Earl?

Yeah, we sure did.

Oh, what the hell?

Are we just gonna sit around here all night?

Anytime you're ready.

Well, I'm ready.

I got this one, but there's more inside.

Give me a hand.

- What happened to him? - Too much smoke.

Cody, I thought you said it was gonna be a bitch getting out of here.

Hey, Earl. The good guys always win.

Yeah.

Whoa!