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Clyde?

I've always loved you, Bonnie.

I've always loved you.

How long is it gonna take?

Till it cools off.

Hey, keep them kids out of there!

Hey, hey, hey!

Slow down!

- Get back. - Come on, let's see what's here.

Did you hear me? Get back over here!

What is it?

(Get back come on.

Boys, get away from there!

Get them out of here! Do you hear me?

I was born Clyde Chestnut barrow...

In telico, Texas, on march 24th, 19009.

Being Christian, I don't much believe in astrology...

But I'm told I'm an aries.

Three and seven are my favorite numbers...

And I keep a horseshoe under my bed for good luck.

I like fast cars.

Glrls you wanna talk to much as undress.

And my mama.

When I was 9 years old...

1 contracted a fever of unexplained origin.

Almost died before I really started living.

My great-grandma said that was why the lord saw fit...

Lo bless me with what she called “the second sight."

Clyde?

Clyde?

What on earth do you think you're doing?

Know what'll happen if you get yourself better, little Clyde?

I'll be out there waiting on you, that's what.

I don't think he dead yet.

Come on.

It needs more pepper. No.

I made what you like, you'll eat it the way I make it. Now, have a seat.

I think it needs more pepper.

Daddy, can I ask you a question? Sure.

Do you believe in angels? Of course I do.

You got one there on your shoulder.

Of course, you got a devil on the other one.

Oh, baby, baby, baby.

No meat again?

You're a keen one, you know that, Marvin?

Told you I don't wanna be called that.

- He wants to be called buck. - That's right.

How about we compromise and call you a horse's ass?

Now, sit down and eat your damn peas.

Hallelujah.

Clouds be gone. Clyde Chestnut's got better.

You're my little ray of sunshine, aren't you, Clyde?

My criminal career began with my brother buck...

- Hurry up. - Stealing chickens.

- I'm trying. - We gotta go.

- Hey! - Come on, Marvin!

It's buck, doggone it!

- Go! Go, go! - I'm going!

Run!

Stop! You old coot!

Maybe if I hadn't found Bonnie Parker...

All I'd ever be known for was stealing chickens.

Come on!

You got music in your bones, little man.

Is something eating at you, Clyde?

I saw something again, mama.

Something happening to buck.

Something might happen to buck, Clyde...

But I don't need great-grandma's second sight nonsense to know that.

Ain't nothing to it, you hear me? Nothing.

What a smart kid does, and that's what you are...

He don't wait around for visions of the future.

He starts to make the future happen by what he does today.

You ain't just smart, you got a good heart.

- Now, get your little butt to bed. - All right.

Marvin.

Time to wake up.

Buck. Get your ugly butt up...

Got a hard day's work. No.

Hey, Clyde.

Fver seen a car like that?

That's a Ford model a Victoria.

Four cylinders, leather back...

About 40 horses under the hood.

Do about 50 without blowing a gasket, maybe 55.

Sound like booze to you?

Don't think we're dressed for the occasion. Let's go home.

What we lack in tailoring, we'll make up for with charm. Come on.

Come on, free drinks.

All right, all right, hey, hey!

Hold it. I'll need all the boys that ain't hitched yet...

To come to the middle of the floor.

Leg, please.

Right on time.

Oh, this one's mine, boys, this one's mine.

Here it comes.

I think you been gawking at the bride long enough.

Why don't you and your buddy...

Take your party-crashing asses out of here?

Hey.

- You hear me, boy? - Oh, I hear you...

But unless you plan on using that, don't touch me again.

Come on, Clyde. Company ain't worth a good goddamn anyway.

Thanks for the drink, sport.

Jesus, Clyde, that girl's playing to everybody. Come on.

But I didn't see it like that.

I thought Bonnie Parker had always been looking for me...

Likke I'd always been looking for her.

Jesus.

Look, I'm pretty sure they're wearing a watch on us.

- Hey. - Go on.

And... miss, that's right. Jesus.

It's the damn gun.

Blanche not only got the tight hind quarters...

She got a cousin out in pantego makes white lightning.

Since I did most of the work, I figure I get first cheese on choosing blanche.

What? Yeah

look, I could be flexible.

Jesus. Enough killing them damn cans. I got prime cut at the ready.

Oh, man, she's all yours, all right?

Them hind quarters is for you.

I ain't got no interest in that poontang.

Gonna be gone a couple weeks.

I got some business in amarillo.

What about my business?

What, you mean show business?

You know how many girls out there are dreaming that same dream?

- No, Roy. How many? - Too many.

You saying we aren't going to New York in the spring like we talked?

Just saying we're going to amarillo first.

And Los Angeles in the fall.

Yeah. And Los Angeles in the fall.

You're full of shit, aren't you, Roy?

Jesus.

You expect me to just waste my life...

Wearing out my feet and hands down at Marco's greasy spoon, don't you?

This... this ain't living, brother.

This is dirt getting so far up my butt crack...

It's starting to leak into my damn head.

You're lazy, you know it”?

Lazy people never get nowhere.

Hey, know that butt crack I was talking about?

Why don't you give it a big kiss?

They say everyone's a product of their time and place.

Well, Bonnie and my time was the dirty '30s...

And our place in it was pretty close to rock bottom.

Never told me what you thought about my plan.

Ain't a plan. That's a blueprint to get your ass thrown in the hoosegow.

You go in on a Saturday when they're closed...

They ain't gonna have enough money to last the weekend.

You'd have to steal wheels to get away.

There isn't any woods to hide in for a half mile.

- So you have thought about it? - No, I haven't.

Well, you got a better idea?

Maybe.

All right!

- Yeah! - We got it!

I knew it'd work! I knew it!

We got laws.

Go! Step on it!

Come on!

Never catch Clyde the drive!

Clyde.

Ain't nobody gonna catch us barrow boys.

Evening, folks!

Hell, Clyde, it's a dead end.

- Let's go. Hey, leave the damn safe. - The hell with that.

Leave the damn safe. No.

Hold it! Stop, police!

Stop, police! Freeze!

Give it up, boy!

This way!

Down there, by the pond!

Hold it!

Slow down, boy! You can't get away!

We got him!

Just got back from the pen in huntsville.

- Marvin all right? - How come you haven't been?

Not a big fan of penitentiaries.

Well, he asked about you. He asked if you were being safe.

Told me to tell you it wasn't safe to go swimming out in colter's pond.

He said "safe," like, four times, like it was code or something.

Well, buck isn't as sharp as you, Nell.

I doubt he has the smarts to talk in code.

- Hey, why aren't you in school? - Because school's for saps.

What'd you just say, little sister?

- Relax. Mrs. Rose got sick, sent us home. - All right.

- And you didn't finish school. - Well, I should.

I should've.

You want to be like brother buck?

Or you want to be like idiot Clyde?

Hey, I got some gossip you might find interesting.

- Really? - Don't we have an arrangement?

All right, this better be good.

- You extortion Annie over here. - So rumor has it Roy took off again.

It's the third time he done it

and Ella Jean told Iris cantor's sister, who told me

what Bonnie wrote in her diary on new year's fve.

She said if Roy didn't come back by the stroke of midnight...

Her and Roy was all done.

She moved in with her mama.

Unless you've got the money to purchase...

You mind keeping your grubbies off my silks?

You seem more of a cotton kind of fella anyway.

Well, today I'm feeling kind of silky.

Come on. Don't you think silk's a little pricey for a fella like you?

- You getting fresh with me? - No, ma'am.

I sure as hell wouldn't get fresh with you.

You know what?

Why don't you just go back to whatever hole

you got your fingers so dirty digging out of?

All right, but before I climb into said hole

could I buy all five of them here shirts?

Got the money right here.

You get out of here. You go on.

You get before I call the laws.

(0 on.

People are always trying to blame others for what goes wrong in their lives...

But the real culprit's usually a lot closer to home.

Bonnie?

What happened, Bonnie?

What's wrong?

Whatever it is, honey, whatever it is, it'll be okay.

They said no, didn't they?

It'll be okay, sweetheart.

Your time will come.

You're a precious thing.

The most precious thing.

You've got to learn to keep yourself calm.

Scared the daylights out of your mama.

Worst fit you ever had.

I'm almost 20

my husband left me...

And I'm stuck here in cement city with prospects none, mama.

You will do no such thing. You will keep this with your special things.

Most girls don't even have the gumption...

10 get a rejection letter from a movie studio.

So there.

Up, up, up.

The memories you've given me.

You know there were over 100 kids trying to win this?

And why Texas monthly didn't publish your poems...

The squirrel makes his case

yappy, quite sure that his song is elixir melancholy's cure

mama, they're not that good.

And when all those kids froze up and forgot their parts...

You got that audience clapping.

Cartwheels, handsprings.

Who's got the moxie to just take over like that?

- You gave them what they wanted, bon. - But I never even got to my soliloquy.

Maybe [I'll never get to my soliloquy.

I will never forget this day.

And now miss Bonnie Parker would like to sing a song for her father.

This was my daddy's favorite song.

Evening, Mrs. Parker.

I'd like to see your daughter, as I've got intentions to take her out.

- Is she expecting you? - No, ma'am.

We've never really met.

Bonnie?

Believe you've got a gentleman caller.

Mr... 7? Barrow.

Clyde "champion" barrow.

You were at my wedding.

I was.

Friend of the groom's?

You talked to Roy recently, have you?

Guess you're not one much to let the kettle cool

not me.

Is this car yours?

Tonight it sure is.

Keep them both on the wheel, huh?

All right.

What can I get you?

- Two fingers of whiskey'd be nice for me. - Whiskey sounds good.

- How about you put a little soda in hers? - Yes, sir.

You gonna be all right for a minute, Bonnie Parker?

Sure. Where you going?

Well, music's calling, I'm just answering the bell.

I don't know if I can remember a night that can hold a candle to this.

It's almost like it's meant to be.

Like you and me.

You can't talk about meant to be when we haven't even kissed yet.

I didn't say I wanted to kiss you.

Yeah, you did.

So you're convinced after one date and one middling kiss...

That I'm the girl's gonna make your dreams come true?

Nope.

I'm convinced I'm the man's gonna make yours come true.

I get clear, I'll come calling.

Hold it! Stop!

- All right, don't nobody move! - Get out of the way!

- Move! - Get on the back door!

We're shutting the joint down! Don't nobody move!

You're all under arrest! This is an illegal establishment!

Don't nobody move, and nobody gets hurt!

Where do you think you're going?

I know youl.

He's the other joker who stole that safe.

You want a slice of cobbler with that Joe, Ted?

Just coffee today, Bonnie.

Something on your mind?

Yeah, actually.

Heard you got dragged out of a speakeasy last night.

Who you seeing taking you to a place like that?

What do you think your mama would say?

What are you gonna do, tell her?

No

Herald might.

Things slow down at Marco's?

Nothing new about that.

It's nice of you to try to spare me the indignity...

But Mrs. haskell called as soon as she saw it

she tried to sound so distraught. She got on the party line...

And clucked about my wayward daughter to all the hens.

Well, you're the one that let him in.

(Set that out of here.

Choices made.

Roads gone down or turned away from.

From my experience...

Trying to figure out why people do the things they do defies all logic.

Clyde barrow.

And Bonnie Parker.

Clyde and Bonnie.

Bonnie and Clyde.

Bonnie and Clyde.

Maybe if somebody left open a door they shut...

Maybe if we were living in times of milk and honey instead of grit and piss...

Bonnie might have just faded off into obscurity.

Maybe if they weren't celebrating anyone who dared rise up.

Hell, maybe if I wouldn't have promised fo make all her dreams come true

Bonnie would've forgotten all about me.

I ord knows she should've.

Can I help you with something?

I hope so. I wanted to see one of your prisoners.

Mr. Clyde barrow.

I'm Clyde's wife.

That's a nice ring.

And I'd like to help, but we're just a holding tank here.

There's no visitation allowed, even spousal.

- Oh, ma'am, you all right? - I don't know.

We hadn't even gone on our honeymoon yet.

And he's gonna be sent away to hard time, I know it.

And I'm gonna be left alone for god knows how long.

Your wife's here, barrow.

Hello, honey.

I et's make it short and sweet.

Jesus, Bonnie, I can't believe you're here.

What are you doing?

Where'd you get that?

- It isn't important. - Bullshit, it's not.

- Don't want you getting mixed up in this. - For Pete's sake, Clyde, take the gun.

Don't take it.

- We'll be in federal lockup by Friday. - Well, nobody asked you, cracker.

You got one minute.

Clyde barrow, if anything's meant to be between us...

I think it better start being now.

- It's empty. - Well, I didn't know that.

And neither will they.

I borrowed my uncle's car. I'll be waiting by Miller's creek until midnight.

Lord have mercy.

Stop!

Ain't nowhere for you to go!

Hold it right there!

We got you, Turner! Barrow!

That's it.

Move over.

That's the way.

Barrow! Don't you do it!

Ain't even in third yet.

I got your suit in the back.

Even got us a place to go.

What?

I used to keep a horseshoe under my bed for good luck.

You aren't the only one feeling lucky, Mr. barrow.

- Can I help you? - Yeah, I bent the rim on my Ford.

You do any wheelwrighting”?

Yeah, I'll help you out as soon as I'm done with him.

- That's your horse out front? - I think I'm more his than he's mine.

Not a bad idea if you're the man riding him.

Yeah, I sit around eating more than I used to.

It's one of the downsides of retirement.

- What'd you used to do? - I was a Texas ranger.

You don't say.

I bet wrongdoers hated having you with that big mount of yours on their ass.

That'll be two bits, Mr. hamer.

Hamer?

- Are you frank hamer? - I used to be.

Frank hamer.

- You didn't tell me what you do, son. - Oh, I'm looking for work.

Pretty good with cars, if you know anybody looking for a grease monkey.

I'll keep an eye out. You seem personable.

You don't find a job right away, don't stop looking.

A lot of people falling in the wrong line of endeavor these days.

Not that I'm suggesting you would.

Appreciate the fatherly.

Nice to meet you, Mr. hamer.

Rumor had it hamer could see fired bullets

hear sounds before they were made.

The press had even given a name to his .45 Colt: Old lucky.

Which had nothing to do with the chances of the outlaws who met up with hamer.

Right then, I made a pact with myself.

One job to give me and Bonnie a stake. That was gonna be it.

Clyde? Yeah?

Some guy's here to see you.

Says his name's methvin.

Good. “What's he here for?

The oll refinery job.

But I thought you said that was a two-man job.

Yeah, it is, and he's the other man.

What are you talking about?

We planned that together. I'm the one that did the casing.

More than you should've.

Methvin's got experience. It's gonna be better for everybody, all right?

Now, could you please get me my pants?

Get me my damn pants.

- Excuse me, what's your name again? - Methvin, Henry methvin.

Well, Clyde's changed his mind, Henry.

- He won't be needing you. - Now, hang on, Bonnie.

Hey, Henry. Hey, good to see you.

- Just a little misunderstanding. - Damn it, Clyde barrow.

We had an agreement to do this together, me and you.

Yeah, well, you gonna carry a gun with these heels and that little purse of yours?

- Those are nice shoes. - What if you need to run in these shoes...

Because somebody's trying to put buckshot up our asses?

Well, I'll kick them the hell off. Now, tell mythman here...

That we don't need him.

Fine fine.

All right. All right, already.

All right, heretofore...

The oll refinery is a three-man job.

Are you happy now?

Well, show him a smile. Yeah

all right.

Clyde, the turn to the oll refinery"s back there

but the guns are stashed out here.

Out here? Yeah

where?

Just yonder.

That old wagon right there, just under the hay.

You want me to get them?

You want to be a part of this three-man job or not?

In here?

Pick you up in a couple hours when it's over!

Clyde!

Clyde, you...!

Goddamn it, Clyde!

I think she could've managed the lookout.

Need a lift, miss?

What'd they do?

Broke into an oll refinery.

- Tried to take the payroll. - Would've gotten it too...

- If we'd had a lookout. - No lookout.

Imagine that.

Huntsville's bad.

But unless you get eastham farm, you'll be all right, which you shouldn't.

Small-time stuff you done and being only...

- How old are you? - Twenty-one.

Unless somebody screws up or you bone the warden's daughter...

Neither of you will get the farm.

I'm bud Russell

and I'm tougher than all you guys put together.

Driven this chariot over one-and-a-half million miles..

And only lost one con in all that time.

And that eats at me every single minute.

Do not think you're gonna be number two.

- Hell you looking at? - I ain't looking at nothing.

- You got attitude, boy? - I ain't got no attitude.

I'm thrilled to be here, what with you the warm welcoming sort.

You're shit. Shit going nowhere.

Get your worthless ass in that one-way wagon.

Pretty sure that just bought you the farm.

You tell me you're going to church, and you wind up here.

You snuck him in that gun, didn't you? Oh, don't look at me like that.

You had any sense, you'd know the best thing could've happened...

Was he got hauled right back in.

There is no reason a girl like you cannot find a good man.

Don't you go into one of your fits over him.

Do not let that happen.

Settle your breathing, like I taught you, you hear me?

He's better for me than Roy, mama.

That, my daughter, isn't saying, excuse my French, Jack-the-f-shit.

You deserve yourself way better than Clyde barrow.

Ted hinton told me they gave him 14 years.

You need to stop this.

You need to look me in the eye...

And tell me you won't waste another moment thinking about that boy.

Pick up the pace!

Man, Honolulu ain't got nothing on this place.

Get digging, barrow!

Get on deep in that ditch, boy!

Think he's getting sweet on you, Clyde?

I don't know what's worse, the high rider's whip or the big guy's affections.

I'll take the high rider.

Hey, Sunday after church, my parents are having a picnic.

My dad makes killer ribs.

Not a big rib girl, Ted.

Well, now, you don't have to eat. There'd be... there'd be plenty to do.

You know, I do some barbershop with the boys at Dallas p.D.

I know you're into musicals, maybe you'd like it.

Well

I'll think about it, huh?

- Thanks, Ted. - Hey.

Before you go, I was...

I was thinking maybe we should kiss.

Ted.

I'm not gonna listen to you sing, or catch any more rides home with you.

I... I like you, but nothing...

More.

Well, I hope we can always be friends.

Got enough darn friends.

The hell you doing?

It was itching to be smelled. Yeah? Smell these

I hope you don't mind that I write every day.

But it's the only way for me to cope with the loneliness...

Your incarceration has visited upon me.

I wonder what your days are like.

Hope things there at eastham aren't as bad as folks say.

And I hope the knowledge that you've got a woman waiting for you...

Makes it somehow more tolerable.

But I hope these poetic stanzas I've authored for you...

Will bring some solace to your time there.

And she thought of herself as only a stone

drifting the cosmos so terribly alone

days turned to years and eons and still

she found not her orbit no gravity until

the music of the spheres revealed it clear

spinning alone and suddenly so near

the moon found her earth they danced all that night

and forever they would

because that's what was right

Stop standing around! Get to work!

So the incident with Mr. Hamilton was just an unfortunate accident?

No, sir, it was a very painful one.

Yeah that's some nice work there.

You ever think about mounting any wayward inmates?

On the wall, I mean.

You know, I voted no on the leniency owing to your injury.

But my vote's but one of seven.

I'm sorry you're in the minority there, but I just want to thank you...

Tor all the lessons I learned in this lovely facility.

Yeah, you won't be seeing Clyde barrow again.

Oddly, I believe I will.

I'm sure you know that...

You were near to pardon even if you had kept all ten of your little piggies.

Your mother and a gal named Bonnie Parker...

Nave been writing letters to the governor on your behalf.

Apparently, he was about to have me send you home.

Oh, barrow?

Hope you don't mind.

I kept one.

Why didn't somebody tell me the governor was about to pardon me?

Well, the notion one of us had was to keep it a surprise.

Well, I... I thought it'd be nice.

I love surprises.

Well, I do too.

Maybe you ought to let Bonnie drive.

She's the one who borrowed the car from some friend of hers.

It ain't like my damn neck's broken, mama. I can drive.

You're gonna come in, aren't you? Your daddy'd want to see you.

No, I'll probably come by Sunday.

Get some of that wonderful ham of yours.

What?

Just don't know.

Just don't know that she's gonna be good for you, Clyde.

No, she's fine.

Now, maybe she don't measure up to you, but trust me...

Bonnie's more than good enough for me, all right?

Bonnie?

No need to rush things.

Probably sounds crazy.

Guy like me, convict and all...

But I ain't afraid of making a commitment.

I ain't afraid of making a baby.

I'm giving up criming. I'm going straight-arrow.

I want to do it for you.

I don't know how to say this, but I sort of

I seen our future.

I seen us in a big white house...

With big columns...

On the prettiest lake you ever saw.

I'm gonna build you that house, bon.

And we gonna fill it with as many little ones as you want.

That is, if that's what you want.

Of course it's what I want.

I just didn't expect we'd start the making-babies part just yet.

Want some time with just the two of us first.

If that's all right with you.

How much you think they'd sell that for?

That house?

Probably like 5000.

Seems like it might as well be a million.

How do you reckon we get that kind of money?

- I don't know. I can find work. - Well, raising kids isn't cheap either.

There's doctor bills and clothes.

You spend a lot of money on clothes for girls.

And day-laboring ain't gonna be enough for all that.

I know cars. If I could get someone to front me some money...

- I could open my own service station. - I can just see all the bankers...

Falling all over to see who can give the convict the biggest bundle.

Hey. Ex-con.

Why don't you give it a rest, huh?

Well, you're the one with all the big dreams.

Calling car 28, car 2-8. There's a holdup at 4th and main.

Come on, baby, we got something hot on the platter here.

You seen this before? “What?

Well, right before the exciting parts, you keep squeezing my hand.

Well, of course I do.

I can tell when they're coming, what with the music.

The way they put it together and all.

Bonnie never told me exactly how to keep her happy.

She never told me one last job wouldn't be enough.

She just kind of let me figure it out for myself.

Next, please.

I'd like to make a withdrawal. Put it down!

- Put it down! - Drop it!

Get his gun! Everybody, get on the ground right now!

Hey, there, you stupid? Put your head down!

- All right, take it easy. Take it easy. - Ain't gonna hurt nobody!

All right. Give me all your cash.

Come on.

Well, that's it?

Yeah, that's it.

Let's go to the vault. Come around!

Move. Move! You too. Move!

- Move! Move! - Easy, now.

- There's no money in the vault. - He's clearly lying.

He's a banker, that's what they do.

- Why isn't it locked? - Well, like I said...

There's a depression on. The bank's closing.

- Everybody, in the box! - I'm claustrophobic.

- Well, I'm baptist. Get in. - Look, we won't tell.

We won't call the cops or nothing.

- Don't mess with Bonnie and Clyde. - Do as they say.

- Everybody, in the vault! - Get in the vault!

(Get in! Get in the vault.

- Right inside, there you go! - Just get in, move.

What the hell you tell them our damn names for?

Don't go shooting your damn gun. Half the town probably heard.

What you yelling for? I got them where you told them to go.

Because it ain't damn "Bonnie and Clyde," all right?

It's "Clyde and Bonnie."

That's right.

You look a lot more womanly when you let your hair down.

I followed you from work, and the door wasn't locked.

I've been reading your articles in the herald.

You do a great job...

Considering you're under the strictures of reporting just the facts.

Oh, I'm not criticizing. I just...

What with all the foreclosures and woes of the stock market

seems like people could stand 3 little less black-and-white truth

and a skosh more being entertained.

What are you doing here?

I'm just a fan.

Oh, I gotta say, I was surprised when I found out p.J was a woman.

You always called yourself p.J.? Or was that your boss's idea...

To stop your readers from finding out you were a Patricia?

Maybe it's me, but seems like things are moving forward for our gender.

What with that Amelia earhart fixing to fly across the Atlantic...

And you in the newsroom writing about crime...

And me out there committing them.

I couldn't help but notice...

You only put Clyde's name down.

Nice of you to mention me only as "female companion."

Wasn't my idea.

My editor said if a girl was involved in an armed robbery, it had to be...

- Ner man making her do it. - Really?

Imagine that.

Would you please get out of my house?

Oh, yeah, sure. Sorry.

Oh, goodness, p.J., I never introduced myself.

I'm Bonnie Parker.

A la Bonnie and Clyde.

I'm busy. Looks like you got something going on in that fine-looking head...

You wanted my story twice as interesting, but cut out the interesting part.

A woman used a shotgun in a strong-arm robbery...

And I get a quarter of a column on page 12 and I can't even use her name?

- So, what do you want from me? - Let me follow the story.

Write it the way I want or I'll go find a paper that will.

Maybe you'd better start finding...

Because a skirt trying to act like she isn't, that I don't need.

You know, when you keep putting guns in people's faces...

The gods tend to frown oh such behavior

and all sorts of things can go awry.

- Clyde” you ran us out of gas. - Gauge said it was a quarter full.

Well, laws will be on us.

Damn it.

All right, let's go. Come on.

Come on, run. Come on. Let's go.

(Gol

- Do you know where we're going? - Not at the moment.

- All this for $46 in the till. - $46.32, baby.

(Get down. Get down.

- Did you get them, Clyde? - Ain't trying.

I ain't killing laws. No future in that.

Y'all better give up! Come out with your hands up!

Do we give up, Clyde?

If I do, I'm 20 years in jall.

Then you go. You go. Run. Run.

- I ain't gonna leave you, Bonnie. - I ain't got a record.

They'll throw me in jail. I'll talk my way out.

Give it up, barrow!

- You told those bank clerks your name. - Well, that was clear across the state.

Nobody put my damn name in the paper anyway.

All right, ma'am, on your feet.

Let's go.

Promise to tell the truth, the whole truth and nothing but the truth?

I do.

Funny, when you're an outlaw, you tell so many lies...

After a while, you don't know what's a lie and what isn't

and Bonnie, she could really spin a story.

I must admit, I fell under the sway of Clyde barrow.

Believed like... like a schoolgirl, I could right what was wrong in him.

And when the criming started, I couldn't stop it.

I tried to get away, but Clyde wouldn't let me.

He wouldn't sleep till he put a cut of leather between my lips...

And bound me up in rope in nothing but my underclothes.

And this limp of mine. Clyde tied me up so tight...

I lost circulation all the way from my ankle to my thigh.

Bondage, it's horrible.

Truly god-awful horrible.

Almost more than a woman can bear.

And when Clyde wanted his way with me, there wasn't much I could do.

I only weigh 106 pounds and Clyde was so strong.

And I... forgive me, Jesus.

I was so weak.

What me and Bonnie done, those we stole from and the laws.

They'd probably tell things different. Hell, even Bonnie, sure she would too.

Bonnie'd surely tell it with more flair.

Take some water, ma'am. Take some water.

Thank you.

I can't tell you how good it is to see you out of that godforsaken hole.

Jail is no place for a lady.

- Like the new 'do. - And I was fond of your performance.

- Haven't seen your byline in a while, p.J. - Yeah, well, things are tough all over.

- What was she talking about? - She's a reporter.

- Gotta talk about something. - Gee, you looked good, Bonnie.

I picked up that little old chest of yours. It's right where you said it was.

So, what do you want to do?

(50 to a show?

Maybe buy a new dress? I got a little money saved.

Or, you're worn out. You just want to go home and do each other's nails?

Afraid I'm not going home, mama. “What?

Some of what I said in that courtroom.

1twasn't true.

Clyde never took me, mama. Of course he did.

You've been telling me he did since the first time I sat with you in your cell.

You're saying he didn't take you?

Everything you've been telling me, everything you said before that judge...

- That was all just an act. - Mama.

I'm sorry, mama.

Bonnie. Yeah?

- You'll come see me, won't you? - You know I will, mama.

So give me the corrected story first thing in the morning.

We'll give you three-quarters of page two...

800-, 900 words, nothing more, nothing less.

So, what makes you think I'm gonna give you your job back?

You don't want to be stuck at the station

on the biggest story that's about to start racing down the tracks.

Who's that?

She sold the Kaufman county grand jury...

The biggest load I ever saw shoveled down anyone's throat.

You're going to rehire me to write about her.

Her name's Bonnie Parker.

She's got more personality than nine movie stars put together.

She's romantically linked with a rebellious, disenfranchised son of Texas.

Unless I'm wrong, the two of them are about to embark on a crime spree...

With lots of violence, glamour and car chases.

And it isn't just the man shooting the guns.

So you're saying there's sex too.

Come on, barrow.

There's the dreadful girl's mother.

Just awful, shameful. “It is.

- Clyde Chestnut, what the hell? - Supposed to be in prison, big gorilla.

Yeah, warden made the mistake of making me a trustee.

- I made the mistake of busting out. - Mistake of busting out?

I'm gonna spend the rest of the weekend with this lovely thing here...

And then I'm gonna turn myself back in.

- Hearing a lot about you, Clyde Chestnut. - Clyde Chestnut?

- He told me it was champion. - Champion?

Trying to impress me, I guess.

I tried my best to do right by her.

Well, don't beat yourself up.

They're gonna go the way they're gonna go...

Pretty much no matter what we do.

Yeah, I guess.

Hey, blanche, you mind grabbing us a beer?

All right.

We're the luckiest women in the world, huh?

You done good, boy.

Anybody ever turn themselves back into huntsville, Marvin?

How the hell should I know?

I mean, blanche's father's a preacher.

And she said she won't part her sweet haunches till I marry her.

Her father won't marry us till I do the rest of my time.

Right. I think I could launch myself...

Clear to the moon. I'll tell you one thing.

Preacher's daughter or not, she is one fine load of naughty.

Well, not that that's everything.

Right?

- What's mom so pissy about? - She's always pissy.

- She took the money I gave her. - We need the money.

It ain't the criming that's got her goat.

Should've hit you boys more.

She doesn't like Bonnie, does she?

She doesn't like that she's married not to you.

Yeah, should've hit him more.

You know, Bonnie'd get divorced if she could.

But just kind of a legal proceeding, you know, and legal and us...

Doesn't mean she couldn't take off Roy Thornton's ring.

It's a nice piece of jewelry, mom. Bonnie likes jewelry.

And fine clothes and expensive shoes and getting famous.

I'm just wondering how much she really likes you.

Oh, she likes me fine.

I was making a record. Remember what I used to call you, Clyde?

Your "little ray of sunshine.”

Wrote down where we gathered, here at Perkins' barn.

What we ate, what we drank, who was here.

Know I'm only gonna be seeing you here and there from here on out

and I don't want to forget any of the here and theres.

I love you, mom.

The robbery in hillsboro, right from the get-go, just felt different.

Jesus, Clyde, you're making me nervous.

I could've stopped it.

I should've.

Because after tonight...

Nothing was ever gonna be the same.

My old buddy fults wasn't two weeks out of jail...

Before I got him back doing what landed him there in the first place.

Come on.

- Please don't hurt me. - You do what we say...

Just be another good story to tell your buddies at the moose lodge.

Hang on a second. Hey. This doesn't seem right.

- What are you talking about? - Like this might not be the right job.

- Don't even. We're already doing the job. - We need money to eat tomorrow.

- If you hadn't spent so much on clothes... - I can't go back...

You guys wanna argue about shopping, be my guest.

But I'm doing the damn job.

Come on. Come on.

Faster.

Come on, open it.

Come on.

Hear that?

Just the cash. Put it in the purse. Come on.

A little faster.

Come on.

- All right, let's go. - Come on.

- What y'all gonna do with me? - Nothing.

Go upstairs, stay there till the sun comes up. You're done with us.

Despite all the things we done...

Bullets flying north, south, east and west.

No ohe had been killed before

a few here and there may have collected some lead...

But ho one had been killed.

Miss Lane, I'm captain grace.

Anything we can help you sort out? Seems clear.

I was hoping you could tell me the abc's of it in your own words.

Well, plates matched a vehicle they stole in Topeka.

Looks like they got money and some jewels from the safe here and ran.

Not before obliterating Mr. bucher, apparently for the thrill.

All fingers seem to be pointing at who as the triggerman?

Clyde barrow.

I just spoke to the widow. Told me she could see the whole thing...

From her bedroom window. I showed her the picture of Clyde.

She said he couldn't have possibly pulled the trigger.

All I know is those maggots came to steal money, now an innocent man's dead.

Now, I'd appreciate it if you'd get your smart ass off my crime site.

Nobody meant for it to happen, bon.

The press could've hung us worse.

You shouldn't be drinking.

I'm a horrible person, Clyde.

That poor man's dead...

You're not a horrible person. Yeah

- yeah, I am. - You're just honest.

Gonna get out of town before sunup. Gonna be all right while I Jack us a ride?

Yeah

Cly?

- You really think I don't look stupid? - Not at all

but you definitely look better in person.

"Bonnie and Clyde."

"Bonnie and Clyde."

You know what I've been thinking, Clyde?

I think we should do bigger jobs.

Maybe we shouldn't do any more jobs.

Well, fine...

But if we're gonna, they ought to be big ones.

Aren't gonna get that lake house of yours doing five-and-dime stickups.

And stuff can go wrong just as likely doing them.

Don't feel comfortable doing bigger jobs just the two of us.

Maybe we should hook back up with fults.

What, so he can gun down some poor sob...

Who done nothing wrong whatsoever?

Well, what about your brother? He's done his time, hasn't he?

Yeah, and he ain't looking to do any more.

I ain't getting buck involved in this.

Well, somebody else, then.

Gonna pull bigger jobs, we need bigger guns too.

Well, then somebody else and bigger guns.

Weren't you just crying about that poor son of a bitch in the p.J.'S?

For Pete's sake, Clyde, I'm not saying we use them.

If we pull big guns on people...

They're gonna do exactly what we tell them to.

All right, look here.

Just so you know, who's in the gang...

What we do, what kind of guns we use...

Or if we go and join a damn monastery, it's all up to me.

I make the decisions.

All right?

Fine. Just a thought.

Sorry I had one.

Come on, let's go.

- Barrow? - Miss me?

- Where'd you get the suit? - Just picked it up from a tailor.

Damn crazy.

Three, four, five, six, seven, eight...

Herman? We got one too many convicts.

Now you're about to have one too few. Don't move.

Gonna shoot me, are you, barrow?

(Go! (Gol

outrun them.

Move around, other side.

Through here.

They're heading for the road.

Down, get down!

- Bonnie, ray. Ray, Bonnie. - Like your choice of weapons, Bonnie.

It's the warden.

- Watch this. - Clyde.

- What are they doing? - They're busting out.

- Clyde, you really need to? - Yup.

Barrow.

Oh, god.

Ma'am. I'm here to see colonel Simmons.

I'll let him know you're both here. Thanks.

You're frank hamer.

I'm Ted hinton, deputy of the Dallas p.D.

I know Bonnie.

- I know both her and Clyde by sight. - I know who you are.

And I know what you know.

They share a posse, frank, but I would put them on the spot...

Make sure it's them, and shoot everybody in sight.

That's about the run of it.

Any questions? Just one.

Hope I'm not hearing the idea is to shoot first

and ask them to put their hands up when they're too dead to do it.

Before she met barrow.

Bonnie Parker was a good girl from a good family.

Yeah, well, bringing them to trial would be best in any case.

If you collar barrow, it wouldn't displease me.

- We'd love having him back. - Not a question of if, just when.

Let's keep the press out of this.

If barrow finds out we're on their trail, it'll just make our job a lot harder.

Anything you can tell me from barrow's time here

that might help in tracking him? Distinguishing characteristics or the like?

He just might be limping on his left side.

Barrow paid the guy he busted out to hack that little piggy off.

Always heard legends seemed smaller when you met them.

Was wondering if I could buy you dinner on the herald.

- Would like to do a full-on feature on you. - The herald?

You must be pj Lane.

I read some of your pieces, miss Lane.

- You ought to be writing fiction. - How's that?

It's inventive how you made law enforcement the bad guy...

For insinuating barrow had something to do...

With the murder of that store owner.

What would dinner on you get me?

Keep you from having to read the same baloney written about you before.

About being able to hear shots...

Before they're fired and gunning down 56 outlaws.

Fifty-seven, miss Lane.

Have a good one.

Come on. Going to write about you either way.

At least tell me what about Bonnie and Clyde brought you out of retirement.

It was the publicity.

- Stop! Police! - You with the bag!

Get in.

Stop!

I think you picked the right bank to spring, Clyde.

You smoke, Bonnie Parker?

Nope. I was raised Christian.

You dropped something.

Do yourself a favor, ray. Grab a cold bath.

What's for breakfast?

Lady at the bakery said these are best damn doughnuts ever.

- Great. - I got you something else too.

Yeah? Yeah

what?

Kodak folding autographic, all right”?

It's got focusable lenses, eight pictures per roll, the whole deal.

Figure it's time we do something about that old sophomore photo of yours, huh?

Yeah. So I wanna shoot you down there, get you on some rocks.

- Clyde. - Clump of trees.

- We aren't shooting the photos today. - Why not?

Problem with that photo, I didn't know they were taking them that day.

Girl's gotta get clothes, tailoring to get the fit.

You're asking for trouble if you don't get a makeover.

What's a makeover? You could stand some new duds.

Not to mention a cut.

- Your hair is strictly '20s. - Hey there. You be nice.

Been in there forever. My turn for a dip.

Unless you want to double dip.

You got water in those ears? I'm talking to you.

You all right, Clyde?

We need to stop.

What?

Did you see this?

- You see who they hired to hunt us? - Looks like he's seen better days.

Yeah. You know, I met him back at the blacksmith shop.

I knew it was a sign that we needed to stop all this.

Frank hamer's the meanest son of a bitch.

I know it sounds crazy, but I seen something.

It wasn't good at all.

This is about one of those things you see?

- You don't understand. - I understand.

Keep talking like that, they'll put you in a place worse than prison.

We need to get out while we can, Bonnie.

Forget about ray and robbing banks.

- All of it. - And get into what, missionary work?

And if I have a dream

about a purple nine-eyed demon under our bed

should we give up sleeping together?

You think I'm kidding around here, huh? No.

We just risked our necks to bust ray out...

So that we could get done what we both agreed we were gonna do.

So we could get what we both wanted. Yeah?

Well, maybe I already got what I wanted.

And if I say it's time to shut it down, it's time to shut it down, all right?

- Well, maybe it is. - Maybe it is.

Bonnie?

I'm fine, Clyde.

Yeah? It's almost midnight. You gonna come to bed?

When I'm done bathing.

Since when you smoking?

What's going on, bon?

You had some premonition or something.

I guess I gotta try and understand that.

But I knew there were gonna be lawmen after us.

And whatever this frank hamer is to you, he's just another one to me.

And I gotta tell you, what I see looking forward...

Isn't dark and foreboding at all.

I see the two of us waking up one day with all this behind us.

With everything we ever dreamed of.

Now, maybe the road we're taking to get to dreamland isn't the greatest.

But it's the road that called us.

And if you're demanding we stop this thing we're doing...

Then I don't know.

Maybe I'm gonna have to find some other way to get where I'm supposed to be.

You ain't going nowhere.

Hey, not like I break the lens or anything. Snap a couple of me and Bonnie.

All right.

Get more of a close-up. You're way back there.

You can hardly see our smiles.

Go ahead. “What?

- That'll make you look mean. - Not to mention sexy.

Hey, ray, you got some tobacco on your lip.

Yeah, let me see that.

- I get it? - Right there.

Damn.

Come here. Got a little something for you.

Snap one like this first.

- All right. - Oh, wait.

Make it even better right here.

Make it look mean. Come on.

Was excited to hear colonel Simmons got you on board, captain hamer.

We can use all the help we can get. We narrowed it down to a five-state area.

Barrow's only committed a couple of his crimes outside of here, Texas.

You can tell by the density on the map where he's done most of his damage.

We've got all the information on the crimes in this journal...

Every detail you could imagine.

We've recovered some of the clothes

you can take a look at them if you want.

If we weren't prohibited from crossing state lines in our pursuit...

We'd already have him by now.

Well, I ain't prohibited.

What I'd like is for you to just stop talking for a minute, sheriff.

Give me a pencil.

One that works.

What we got here is a creature of habit.

Unless he's changed his spots...

I'd say where he'd be next is somewhere in missou'.

Thought you might be interested in this.

The man Bonnie and Clyde busted out got picked up trying to thumb a ride.

Where?

Joplin, Missouri.

Here. Thank you.

Thanks, smoot. We'll be in touch.

Well, that's why they bust you out, ray?

No other jobs they might need another gun for?

Yeah

told me they wanted to track down frank hamer.

Bust a cap on him when he was sleeping.

You know, ray, I grouse-hunt with judge wexler.

Might be worth your while to tell us something we don't know.

I ain't no stool, hamer.

You do right by barrow, but I'll tell you...

Ne done you no favors by busting you out of eastham.

Colonel Simmons ain't fond of runners, and he's tight with judge wexler.

I don't intervene on your behalf, you ain't got one day left...

Without Simmons' thumb stuck up your ass.

They were talking about getting back into banks.

Getting some banks with some real money.

Bonnie thought we'd pull some jobs the size of what pretty boy was...

We could get out of criming sooner.

I don't know. Probably try to find somebody to take my place.

Got any specifics on which banks? Who the somebody might be?

No. They kept the planning to themselves.

You'd better tell me something I don't know about Bonnie and Clyde, ray.

Come on.

They stay in campgrounds.

Or just camp out, unless Bonnie can talk Clyde out of it.

He tends to run careful.

Drive all night if he's spooked, always the back roads.

Keeps a stack of license plates, always switching them.

And fords. Clyde loves big-block fords.

Won't Jack a car unless it's a v-8.

You done us all a favor, Hamilton. I'll talk to wexler for you.

Get a mug shot of Bonnie and Clyde to every bank in the five-state area.

Find out from Simmons who barrow consorted with in the pen...

Who's no longer in the pen.

Doubt he'd break in again.

See if we can get local law to keep an eye on the cons, an eye out for barrow.

There was a burglary around big d...

And it wasn't just Clyde we went looking for.

Should think about getting somebody on his brother buck.

(Good see it's done.

But where am I gonna find you?

If barrow drives a v-8, we gotta upgrade our horse.

On the road with Bonnie and Clyde.

Coming.

- I'll be damned. - How you doing, big brother?

Good. Good. Real good.

You look good yourself.

Bonnie.

Well, you guys come in. Her and blanche can bump gums.

We'll all catch up.

Well, it may be best if you come out to the car. Got 3a little hooch.

Come on.

Sit there and drink

Bonnie.

Big money.

You told them no, didn't you?

After the whiskey, what'd he promise you, the moon?

No, he didn't promise me the moon.

Just enough scratch to get us a home of our own.

- We're doing all right without them. - We're living at your father's house.

He orders me around. We ain't doing all right.

- He's giving you an opportunity. - And so is Clyde.

Besides, he's my brother. He needs me to look out for him.

You'll both end up in prison.

Ain't nothing bad gonna happen, all right, darling? Just start packing.

What do you think you're doing? We're married.

Well, I'll write to you.

Daddy?

- She ain't coming? - Probably for the best.

All right.

Let's go.

- Daddy! Daddy! - Looks like she changed her mind.

Am I stopping?

- You expecting any laws for supper? - Maybe they heard you was in town.

Clyde the drive.

Go, baby.

Baptism by fire, baby.

America's crime wave became a full-fledged hurricane...

As Charles Arthur "pretty boy" Floyd made headlines in Kansas City...

Committing a brazen daylight attack fo free frank Nash

a prisoner being returned to I eavenworth.

Pretty boy and his associates opened fire with guns blazing...

Why ain't we up there?

Outside the train station, killing five lawmen...

In what is becoming known as the Kansas City massacre.

Let's go.

Hands up.

Let's go.

The heck you do that for?

I thought I saw something.

Don't think the workday's over.

Shouldn't you be out trying to put a bullet in someone's head?

You know how most outlaws get caught, miss I ane?

- Enlighten me. - Tips.

From John q. Public.

Problem with Bonnie and Clyde is we're not getting any.

Now, I appreciate you're trying to make your star on their skin.

But let me tell you the next beat in this story of yours.

Pretty soon somebody else ends up dead...

And there ain't no way you can perfume that.

You'll be wondering if you hadn't painted Bonnie and Clyde like garbo and gable...

Maybe somebody would've stepped forward...

And this husband or that father wouldn't be dead at all

if I don't write this story, someone else will.

I suppose, but I don't see anybody else throwing out these photo spreads.

- How'd you run across these pictures? - I'm good at what I do.

I don't compromise my sources.

I'm gonna need to see the uncropped versions of these.

I'm not inclined to give them to you.

I thought you might see it that way. That's why I got a warrant.

Believe we got ourselves a shindig in stringtown.

What do you say we take a break, Clyde?

Probably best not to mix and mingle.

Come on, we could all stand to shake a leq.

Been in this car all damn day.

Could jump a new car here as well as anywhere.

Besides, I gotta tinkle.

Come on, sugar, let's have some fun.

- How about something jumpier? - How about staying quieter?

- And keeping that corn mash out of sight. - Hell with these people.

Gotta get to work.

- Keep an eye on big brother. - All right.

Come on, let's dance. No _ it's too fast for me. I don't want to.

- Come on. - No, I don't want to.

Hey, give me that. Go dance with your sister-in-law.

It's killing her being a wallflower.

- Bonnie? - All right.

All right.

Try and keep up.

Come on.

Buck, you got a little shimmy in your shake.

Hell, honey, you ain't seen nothing yet.

Mind if I cut in? Yeah this ain't no kiddie dance.

Girl needs a man. Beat it, sport.

- What the hell you looking at, cracker? - Your ugly mug.

Let's go.

(Set out of here.

Hey, buddy.

Get in.

Go, Clyde, go.

Nine-sixteenths.

Damn it. I said nine-sixteenths.

- What? - Gave me the wrong damn wrench.

And you stole the wrong ride.

What happened, buck, is you got drunk and stupid, and we killed a law.

Kill a law, the others ain't gonna stop.

Bonnie got everyone looking our way, playing to every farm boy...

Llke she played all those stuffed shirts at the wedding.

She was acting like a hussy.

She's right, but Bonnie's got you too tight by the balls for you to see it.

You better shut your mouth, Marvin...

Or I'm gonna leave you and brain-dead blanche in a goddamn ditch.

Are you threatening me”? Are you threatening me? You want a taste of this?

Dumb-ass baboon. “That's it.

That's it.

Son of a bitch.

Get his eyes, daddy, get his eyes.

Buck, you wanna blame me, that's fine.

Clyde, you wanna blame buck, that's fine.

None of it's gonna do us any good. Lawman's dead.

None of us are happy about that, but better him than us.

Come hell or high water, we're family.

We start fighting amongst ourselves, we might as well be pissing in the wind.

You all right?

No, you hit me with a damn wrench. Yeah

had to against that right hook of yours.

Let's put on them out-of-state plates. Come on.

A dozen witnesses said they were sure it was Bonnie they'd seen dancing.

Description of the fella that crippled Maxwell matched buck barrow.

Nobody got as good a look at the man who put a bullet in Eugene here...

But pretty sure it was Clyde.

Eugene has three little ones.

So the witnesses said that the driver, the man you think was barrow...

Fired just once?

Seems to be the consensus.

Well, I'll leave y'all to it.

You think he was lucky, Ted, the man who fired once

and shot middle of forehead?

It's hard to say.

Just so you know, I make my own luck.

I get a shot at the man who done this, I'm shooting before he does.

Suggest you do like.

Nobody appointed you executioner, frank.

This man's doing it right now.

If barrow stays to form, he'll head east. Alert police in Missouri and Louisiana...

Bonnie and Clyde might be looking for refuge in their campgrounds...

Driving their back roads. But I wanna widen the net.

As of tomorrow, I wanna be reading police reports from Alabama, Georgia, Florida.

I thought we determined they'd stay within that circle of yours.

Yeah, but I think killing cops is gonna push him out of his usual circles.

Slice of heaven, huh?

I'm fair-skinned.

Too much lying in the sun ain't good for me.

Not to mention what you're doing to my lungs...

With those stupid havanas buck stole.

All right, Princess, let's go for a dip.

Shouldn't we be getting back to work soon?

You know, for being on holiday, you seem kind of on edge.

Well, you're always on edge.

No, I'm not.

- Oh, no! - Go down.

Gonna get him now! No.

Don't splash too much. Watch my book.

Don't get my poetry wet.

Frank, you getting the idea it might be time to head back to Texas?

Nope.

I was thinking it's time to scratch my balls.

Missouri.

And those pictures.

- Where are those damn pictures? - What pictures?

Them newspaper photos. Those pictures.

Yeah

Son of a bitch. Get the car, Ted.

We're going to Florida.

Help you with something?

Doubtful, unless you got any guests registered to Missouri plates 89983.

Supposed to be my day off.

Instead I got called in on this scavenger hunt to nowhere.

Been to every hostel and inn and...

Well, hello, nurse.

Ain't getting nothing but a whole lot of butt sweat for my efforts.

In bungalow 7.

Oh, shit.

- Your phone. I need your phone. - Hey, no need to get riled.

- I saw them drive off this morning. - Goddamn it.

But they're coming back. They ain't even checked out.

Who y'all looking for?

Bonnie and Clyde.

Dale mcclanahan. I'm in charge here.

Heard a lot about you, captain hamer.

Saw your snipers out there, Dale...

And the cruisers, and there's more men here than we need.

I'd recommend him and him go get in the cruisers...

And drive themselves back to the station.

Your snipers, I want them in here where barrow can't see them

and I can tell them what I need them to do.

You do speak english, don't you, Dale?

Let's go.

When we get back, I'm gonna fry these up...

And we can call this fish rodeo a success.

I don't eat fish. Too fishy.

Well, now you tell me.

You've read the story of Jesse James of how he lived and died

if you're still in need of something to read

here's the story of Bonnie and Clyde.

They call them cold-blooded killers they say they are heartless and mean

but I say this with pride that I once knew Clyde

when he was honest and upright and clean.

But the laws fooled around kept taking him down

and locking him up in a cell

till he said to me, "I'l never be free

so I'll meet a few of them in hell."

What are you doing?

Mcclanahan.

We found the car, captain hamer.

Missouri plates 89983, abandoned in biloxi

we got no lead where barrow and his gang might be.

Why'd you do it, frank?

Why'd you come out of retirement for Bonnie and Clyde?

For the money.

Heard you were making more as a union buster.

Well, it's not just the salary.

Remember that pickled toe of barrow's that Simmons threw at me?

I got that in a cupboard at home.

It's barrow's saxophone, Bonnie's typewriter...

Their clothes, their guns.

It's memorabilia, Ted.

There's a whole network out there. You get as much notoriety as those two...

Their stuff will sell for hundreds, thousands.

Longer you hang on to it, the more it's worth.

So all them other outlaws you took care of...

Is there much money in memorabilia”

I could give two shits about memorabilia, money.

I came back because there is no better feeling...

Than putting a bullet in the brain of somebody...

You and god and any half-decent person knows needed a bullet put in them.

This the best this damn thing can do?

How's that?

Sometimes something happens, something terrible avoided...

But that don't mean it was for the better.

If I wouldn't have had that inkling about hamer

it'd have all been over in Florida.

Bonnie would've gotten her biggest headline.

And there'd have been a lot less mess.

Everybody get on the ground right now!

Don't mess with Bonnie and Clyde.

Get in the vault.

Everybody on the damn ground right now!

Ain't nobody gonna catch us.

- That's perfect right there. - Okay.

This thing doesn't wanna stay on there for some reason.

- Cookies. - Oh, look at that, huh? Thank you, honey.

Oh, and they're nice and warm too. You want one?

- Cookie. - Good job on that.

Doyle.

What the hell?

Hey! Hey, stop!

Hey, get out of my car!

Hey! Hey!

- Clyde. - You open this door.

- Let go! - Hey.

Doyle?

Doyle? Doyle”? Doyle?

Doyle! Help! Help us!

Help!

It's Christmas.

Could've just pushed him off.

Christmas day.

He had a gun. You all saw it, right?

How you gonna perfume this, miss I ane?

Ma'am.

Where's the body?

How many bullets?

Where's my story?

I'm not sure if I can cover them anymore.

Try saying that different. A lot different.

I just can't help thinking I've been aiding and abetting, sir.

We sell newspapers, p.J. It isn't our fingers pulling the trigger.

You know this story better than anyone.

You gotta turn it so you can live with yourself, turn it.

If Bonnie and Clyde are the bad guys, make them the bad guys.

She thought he had a gun, buck.

- I didn't say nothing. - Yeah, well, don't.

All right? You neither, blanche.

Hi

- How's your mother? - Oh, she's just fine, yeah.

Thanks for asking.

All right.

Maybe you ought to lighten up.

Prohibition's over.

You lighten up.

You got a play on your Jack of hearts.

I saw that

Wish she'd just shut up.

She don't even mean it.

Why do they always get the bigger room?

Why's she always the one divvying up the money?

Can we just play dominoes?

She talks about family, us all sticking together...

But she's just out for herself.

She's shorting us, buck.

That little hope chest of hers?

Notice how she never opens it when anyone's around?

No, I haven't. It's probably just her underthingies.

In any damn case, it's none of your damn business.

Like hell, it isn't.

And I was right there behind her, and I sure didn't see no gun.

Gotta go, gotta go. Buck? Buck, we got company.

- Daddy? - Get the light, get the light.

Daddy, what's going on?

Hey.

(Get down. Get down.

This is the police. We've got you surrounded.

Come out with your hands up.

You got one minute to exit the building.

- Stay low. Grab our stuff. - All right, all right.

- No. - I eave the damn box.

No. No, I'm not leaving it. No.

The hell you doing?

Let's go. Let's get going.

Daddy!

No, daddy!

Come on.

Come on.

What the hell were you doing, cutting your damn toenails?

No, daddy! No, daddy!

Daddy, no.

Daddy, no. No!

Daddy, no! No, daddy!

(Go on! Go on!

Daddy!

- Howdy. - Evening.

Evening to you.

If I could get some...

Just a can of coffee and some beans.

And a loaf of that bread there too.

Some ice. I could use some ice.

Yeah

yeah, also some of those bandages over there too.

And how about a can of that lighter fluid right there?

Yeah

is that it?

What's the damage? That'll be 1.75

all right.

- Can I help you with that? - No, no, no. Oh, my...

Yeah, I sprained my shoulder playing baseball with friends.

Yeah

keep the change.

We brought everything we had and gave it good.

They just got lucky.

Lucky?

Unless I'm mistaken, didn't you and I have a conversation...

That I'd be here in the morning and take charge of the apprehension?

We had reason to believe that they might be gone come morning.

Really?

Had nothing to do with you wanting to make a name for yourself...

By collaring Bonnie and Clyde?

It was like nothing I've ever seen. It was like the fourth of July.

It was Bonnie doing the shooting. I only saw her for an instant.

I'll never forget her. She was the one firing that Tommy.

Good girl, Ted?

Jesus, you're sweet on her.

Just got word out of Iowa.

Clerk at a market, works as a marshal, just ID'd Clyde barrow.

You tell them to wait till I got there? “Tried

out my deputy heard it from a dispatcher.

Sounds like the train... Damn big one, from what he understood.

Just left the station.

Why's every idiot with a badge gotta try to out-idiot the other?

It's cold, Bonnie. We're cold.

Got a good fire burning now. It'll be okay.

Can't take no more of daddy's hurt.

Gotta do something about daddy's hurt.

Put some ice on his head.

Should take down the swelling, ease his pain.

There's also bandages in the other one.

- Can't hardly see, Clyde. - I was talking to Bonnie.

Your brother walked five miles into town to get you this ice, buck.

- Gonna get you home. - Don't got a home.

Daddy. Daddy.

No!

No

Mama.

Mama.

They're coming.

Come on. Wake up right now. They're coming.

Daddy. Daddy, come on. Come on, wake up.

Come on. Coming right now.

Ready.

Fire!

Everybody out.

- Daddy. Daddy, come on. - Come on.

- Down by the creek. - Go on, go on.

I'm on them.

No! Daddy!

Hey.

Barrow, that's enough. It's over.

No, buck. Clyde, help us, please.

- Please. No. - Drop your weapon.

Come out with your hands up.

Do you hear me, barrow?

You're finished, barrow! Come on out!

No

No, please.

No

No laws are after us, Clyde.

Listen.

I loved buck. I couldn't be more sorry about what happened to him.

Well, look on the bright side.

You'll probably get a nice headline. “That isn't fair.

What isn't fair is my brother lying back there with half his damn head blown off

- I didn't want him involved. - Well, he got involved.

And even if he dies

people are gonna remember him.

Clyde...

Buck got to be a part of something, something bigger than all of us.

You know how many people get nothing but 60 years...

Of nobody knowing they're alive?

- Absolutely nothing? - And that's all you care about, isn't it?

People knowing who you are.

I said you weren't a horrible person, Bonnie, but I was wrong.

You don't care about buck.

You don't love me.

No, I'm just a footnote in the story of you.

Every time the blood was leaking out of some bastard

you figured just as much ink flowed to building up the legend of Bonnie Parker.

And Christmas, that wasn't cause for mercy, was it?

No, that was just reason for the papers to print your picture bigger.

You never saw a goddamn gun, did you?

- Did you? Did you? - Clyde!

Bonnie.

Get me out, get me out, get me out!

Right through here.

Daddy.

At least one of them got banged up, maybe burned.

They'll be looking for safe harbor.

To the families of all the gang members...

There's full pardons and reward money for anyone who gives up barrow.

Well, I hope someone does. Been on this a while.

And we'll be on it

till it's finished.

(Gonna get you better, bon.

You should have just let me burn.

If you meant even half of what you said, I got no reason to keep breathing.

You got every reason.

Hush now.

Remember when Clyde didn't even trust you to be a lookout?

Pretty boy himself would run away if he ran into you now.

Probably loves you, though. You pushed him right off the front page.

Pretty keen on staying out of the limelight now, Henry.

Understood.

No better place to do it than nowhere, Louisiana.

Really appreciate you putting us up.

Hell, ain't no skin off my teeth.

It's a honor to do it.

Sure your father doesn't mind us bunking down here?

Don't worry about him.

Hiding three fugitives is no harder than one.

You keep us in groceries, he'll be happy enough.

Hell, breakfast with Bonnie and Clyde.

I had a dream, cly.

- What'd you dream about? - Johnny.

He was the cutest little thing, all bundled in his crib and laughing.

Not a care in the world.

I dreamed we had a baby.

Johnny didn't have his father's funny little nose, did he?

He had the most perfect nose, curly blond hair.

Blond?

And pretty green eyes like his daddy.

Iverson methvin.

Yeah, I got them both.

You sure you can make everything my boy's done dirty come clean, Mr. hamer?

I don't know how much longer.

A few days, maybe a week.

She ain't doing real good.

Okay. There's a reward, right?

Bienville parish, Louisiana.

Where we going, Clyde? Texas

figure we should see your family, your mama and mine...

Get some new clothes.

But you bought that easter ham for the methvins.

Yeah, we pretty much played out our welcome.

Mama will be so happy to see us.

Yeah, you are so cute.

Missed that one.

They were selling these little darlings, Clyde.

They were practically giving them away.

No, I don't like rabbits. They're dirty.

He's a heck of a lot cleaner than you.

I don't want that thing in the car.

It's a present for my mama, Clyde.

Fine, if that's how you feel...

Just take the dirty little bunny and give it back.

What you drinking, mama? Whatever I please.

It don't look to be pleasing you. You look miserable.

What in the hell would I have to be miserable about?

It ain't helping anyway.

I ought to get me some of whatever pharmaceutical...

Roy Thornton's wife's floating on over there.

She's in a lot of pain.

Pretty sure the two of you have given a lot more than you've gotten.

These days with the suns, those are the days you'd come visit.

No matter what you did, I was always happy to see my little ray of sunshine.

But buck, he was trying to be good.

The fact that you done so much bad, you couldn't go to your brother's funeral.

Mom. You're the reason he's dead and buried.

Not the cops that shot him, not the fates.

It's just you.

Look at your cute little ears.

I was thinking we need to start weaning you off that amytal.

You are so cute. Mama's just gonna eat you up.

You hear what I'm saying?

Yeah, but right now I've just gotta say, it's just making things easier.

You know what?

Mama's not gonna appreciate you near as much as us.

We're gonna keep you, Sonny boy. What do you think about that?

Hey.

- You folks all right”? - We're as right as right can be.

Just enjoying the day.

Fixing to have a little picnic just over there by that tree.

- That's a fine enough spot for that, right? - Yep.

- Just wanted to make sure you're okay. - Thank you.

All right. Happy easter, miss.

See how his head bounced, Clyde?

Just like a rubber ball

The lord is my Shepherd. I shall not want.

He maketh me to lie down in green pastures.

He leadeth me beside the still waters.

He restoreth my soul.

He leadeth me in the paths of righteousness for his name's sake.

Yea, though I walk through the valley of the shadow of death

I will fear no evil, for though art with me.

Thy rod and thy staff they comfort me. Thou preparest a table before me...

My great-grandma said the good book called the apple Eve ate...

The fruit of knowledge.”

I never understood why knowledge was thought...

To be the root of so much suffering.

The ongoing saga of Bonnie and Clyde took another dark turn easter Sunday...

As two lawmen, e.B. Wheeler and holloway Murphy, were gunned down...

Outside the notorious outlaw couple's hometown of Dallas.

Wheeler's widow, slated to marry the man the following weekend...

Found herself wearing her wedding gown to a much less festive affair.

And while Bonnie and Clyde had at one time been virtual folk heroes.

A rancher who witnessed the event was far from impressed.

After she shot that lawman, she said, "see how his head bounced, Clyde?

Like a rubber ball.” that's what she said.

Do you believe that?

"Like a rubber ball." Man, oh, man.

The hunt continues for Bonnie and Clyde, believed to be in Louisiana.

Police have set up roadblocks oh all roads to other states.

But on that easter Sunday, I tasted the apple.

And the knowledge it gave me...

Of what I needed to do

wash't sweet at all

Methvin residence.

Yeah

it's Clyde barrow.

Yeah. All right, I'll see you then.

- Hamer. - This is methvin, iverson.

Everything's been arranged. Barrow's on his way here.

- Should be here in a couple of days. - Thank you, Mr. methvin.

We'll make good on our promises to your boy.

What are we doing back here, Clyde champion?

Called methvin while you were dozing. Gonna pick him up.

Figure we could pull a few jobs in Louisiana

maybe push into Arkansas.

Nobody knows us in Arkansas.

Too soon to be thinking about retiring to that lake home, huh?

Not just yet.

You know what I been thinking, Clyde?

I ain't no mind reader. “We should lie in wait for him.

- Who? - Frank hamer.

Put one in him instead of the other way around.

- Get us a hell of a headline too, huh? - Who gives two damns about that?

Just be nice to be able to sleep better at night.

Yeah

Something wrong, Clyde?

No

Just enjoying how beautiful everything is.

You don't have to shoot, Ted.

Yeah, frank, I do.

That's methvin's truck, isn't it?

Clyde?

I've always loved you, Bonnie.

Mr hamer.

Mr. hamer, you shot them down in cold blood?

What do you say to the accusations you shot them down in cold blood?

You think it was fair, Mr. hamer...

That you didn't give Bonnie and Clyde a warning, just executed them?

Ma'am, I'm afraid what we all gave Bonnie and Clyde...

Was exactly what they wanted.

Mr. hamer, Mr. hamer.

Sometimes I like to think that fever of unexplained origin...

That I never came out of the other side.

And the rest of my life, none of it ever happened.

Especially that part where I got shot 37 times...

Giving my Bonnie Parker her big ending.