All language subtitles for Boxcar.Bertha.1972.1080p.BluRay.x265-RARBG3_English

Hey, come on, Bill.
Keep your eye on the spike.

Spike your ass.

Shit! Here he comes again.
Looky, Von.

You better watch your mouth,
Bertha.

Your daddy ain't gonna like you
talking like that.

Coming in.

- I ain't going back up there.
- You better damn well go back up there.

No damn chance, mister.
My plane's got a bad mag drop.

I got a half-dusted crop out there.
I have obligations to my buyers in town.

Von, you got
that bottle of Pepsi-Cola?

- That don't include winging my way...
- It means finishing the job, smiling Jack.

- What's the matter, Daddy?
- I tell you what.

When you finish that, take it all
down to the store and turn it in.

They'll give you 2 cents for it. That'||
help tide you over till your next job.

Hey, Von, check it out for me,
will you?

Why don't you let go, Daddy?
It don't matter. Let him keep his money.

You know I can't do that.

I know.

You maybe could do it.

Don't let it fret you, honey.
I'll bring you a star.

- How'd you get it to shine so?
- What?

No!

You son of a bitch.
What are you looking at?

Don't look at me!
He was flying too low!

Get your hands off her.

You know, I've been hearing about
this thing called the Depression.

You hear about that?

Oh, that's the word they got for this
empty feeling in the pit of my stomach.

Oh, I don't know. Seems to me
it's about the same as it's always been.

I always did have
to bust my ass to get work.

Once I got it,
I couldn't seem keep it.

Me and the bosses
never did seem to get along.

Well, you can take it from Big Bill Shelly.
Look around you.

Ain't nobody gonna protect us
'cept ourselves.

Railroad took it away from us,
we got to get it back!

Organize. Unionize.

You don't expect strikebreakers like
McIver's and their cop friends over there...

to look out for you, do you?

Well, hey, listen, there's been
a lot of pushing around here.

I say it's time
we started pushing back.

Let's hear it!

We're gonna bust this railroad!
We're gonna get them, right?

We're gonna live like men,
or we ain't gonna live at all!

We're gonna take that Reader Railroad
and we're gonna smash it!

We're gonna show 'em we ain't just playing!
Okay, and to start with...

we're gonna take that bastard Mclver
and his friends right over there...

- and we're gonna grind them in the gravel!
- Bullshit.

- How'd you get here, honey?
- Oh, boxcar.

Well, I'll be. Hey, you look kind of
hungry. Have you had any dinner?

- Oh, I'm as full as can be.
- Well, how about a little dessert?

Just thank God
you came down amongst union men.

Most of these men
been eating wild greens since August.

Violet tops.

Weeds like cows eat.

- Well, I want something I ain't ever had.
- How you gonna get that?

- Guts and luck.
- Luck...

Hell, luck is being
a Vanderbilt or a Carnegie.

Just grab on something good
when it comes by.

Sure enough, honey.

- Which way are you headed?
- I don't know.

Watch out for Mr. Bells.

- There ain't no rattlers out here now.
- You must be careful, anyhow.

Here. I'd carry you across the threshold,
but it's a little high.

Thank you.

Bill, I wanna to thank you.
You're a real straight shooter.

Whoa, honey.
I'm not that straight a shooter.

I mean,
you ain't even seen me shoot.

I'll at least
light a fire for you.

You probably don't even have
any matches, do you?

Well...

Don't do to wear nothing wet
in this weather.

No, I wouldn't.

Get the croup.

You ever had the croup?

Once, when Daddy
was dusting in Big Springs, Texas.

Big Springs, Texas.

I remember when I heard
of Big Springs, Texas.

He was lucky to get out of there alive.
You know that?

I've been lots of places.

You ever been with a man?

- I been with lots of men.
- Goddamn, girl.

I mean like this.

No. I mean,
I ain't exactly used to that.

I wouldn't let it bother me none.

You get used to it,
sooner or later.

Ten.

Okay.

Six.

- Craps.
- You lose.

- Okay?
- Sure. Put it in.

Yeah.

- Do I do it?
- Yeah, just throw them out.

Not bad, honey. Not bad.

- Do it again?
- Do it again, right.

- She did it again. You win.
- I win?

- Right.
- That's easy.

Yeah. That's easy.

- Wait. Let it ride, he'll fade you.
- What does that mean?

Uh, just leave the money out there
and he'll fade you.

Fade me?

- Do it again.
- Do it again.

Fuck...

- You did it again.
- You win again.

- It's all yours.
- It's all yours.

- I'm gonna quit.
- You're not gonna play anymore?

- No, I ain't gonna play anymore.
- Not gettin' our money back?

Thank you.

I ain't gonna do it anymore.

You ain't got much to say
for a gambling man, have you?

Are you mad at me
for winning at craps?

You ain't sick or nothing?
Deaf and dumb?

Well, why don't you
say something?

You sure look awful silly, sitting there
wagging your head around like that.

What do you call them?

- What kind of stupid clothes do you call that?
- What's wrong with my clothes?

- Did you hear that?
- I knew it. He's a Yankee.

- What are you doing in this camp?
- Yeah, you see what you clone to me?

- All I got to do is open my mouth and I...
- Go back where you belong.

You guys are still fighting
the Civil War down here.

You know, we're not all Jews
or something.

- Yeah, you are.
- Just go.

He should talk.
He looks like a rabbi.

You see that?

- You can't go back up North?
- Yeah, I doubt it. You think I'd be here?

- I seen lots of folks worse off than you.
- Yeah?

Why don't you do something
about that problem of yours?

- I can teach you.
- What problem?

- Say after me. De-yah.
- What?

De-yah.

Look, I can't understand
what you're saying, lady.

It don't matter if you understand.
Just say after me.

De-yah?

That's pretty good.

Now, again.

De-yah.

Yeah, that's real good.
Yeah, that's real good.

You're gonna learn easy,
I can tell.

Mah de-yah. My clear?

No.

- Ma de-yah.
- That's good. That's good.

Dear, you looking lovely.

Thank you, Rake.

- How's the house?
- Money, my clear.

Some small-town merchant
and a lawyer who works for the railway.

But they got them a satchel.

"Make light thy brother's load."

Uh... Honey, you ain't planning
on using that, are you?

Use it? What for?

Well, you just be careful
where you're aiming it.

What do you mean?

Nothing, honey.

- Oh, Mr. Mendiaz?
- Mendiez.

This is Rake Brown,
the fellow I was telling you about.

- How do?
- Of the Louisiana Browns.

Really? You must know some friends of mine.
The Cox's in New Orleans?

Well, I seldom make it up there.
I like Baton Rouge, personally.

Well, it's down.
It's a little south of Baton Rouge.

When we say "up", that's because
we lived on the north side of town.

- Oh, this is a friend of mine. Bertha.
- How do?

- How do you do?
- Um, Bertha?

- Oh, can I offer you a cigar?
- Thank you.

Everybody's striking.
East coast, West coast.

What happens if everybody strikes?
Firemen? Police?

You know what that'd mean?
Anarchy. Chaos.

We got a socialist people
going on now.

We got Reds coming in,
Reds around us.

Reds in Washington going down.
What's gonna happen?

What are these Reds?
That's all I ever hear about, is Reds.

Big Bill Shelly, he's a Red.

- Shetly? He's a Bolshevik, too.
- I'll take one, please.

Not Shetly. Shelly.

Shelly.

But he gonna get his tomorrow.

'Cause tomorrow we're gonna get him.
And it'll be one Red less.

You're pretty.

Very pretty.

You have a remarkable figure.

Quite... full.

Thank you.

What color cards you have there?

Hey, what color deck
we playing with now?

What's the matter with you?

Get away from me. If there's
anything I can't stand, it's a cheat.

Anything I can't stand
more than a cheat, it's a Red.

If there's anything I can't stand
more than a cheat and a Red...

it's a man who dresses
the way you do. Get up!

- No! Don't! For God's sake, don't do it!
- Why?

- Because of his family's good name.
- God damn his family's good name.

Get away from him.
You're gonna get...

Get away! Hurry! Come on, hurry!

Shit!

It's fucking hot in here.

What the hell's
going on out there?

They're shooting up
some folks across the road.

Must be them strikers.

Bill.

No, Bertha. I'm Rake, remember?

- I got to go.
- Listen, moron.

That's real guns
they're using out there.

You understand? We're gonna
stay here until they're finished.

Then maybe we can hop
a freight train or something.

But you're not going out there now,
and neither am I.

Hey, slow down!

Hey, wait a minute, will you?

Hey, I'm not good at this running.
Bertha!

What are you doing?
Trying to get us killed? Jesus Christ!

I told you I don't do this well.

I said wait.

What's the matter with...?
Hey! Bertha!

I'm here. Here I am.

Hey, who is that?

- Hey, what is this?
- This is Bill.

I've known him a while.

Well, you know me
a while, too, toots.

It's not the same.

Not at all.

This is Rake.

Yeah. I'm Rake. That's terrific.

Gambler's luck.

You guys up
for a little game of cards?

No?

What a terrific clay this is.

Yeah... Just terrific.

Hi, Big Bill.

Hi, Bertha.

Hey, uh, looks like we're coming into
some kind of big town, huh?

- Looks like Memphis.
- Yeah?

- Don't look like Memphis to me.
- Well, which one is it? Is that Memphis?

- Hey, is that Memphis?
- Chicago.

What are you talking about?
Is that Memphis, really?

Wake up.

You ought to get George now,
be ready to go as fast as you can.

We don't want to go
all the way into the yard.

Setup!

It's a goddamn setup.

Hey! Hey!

Listen, honey.
We're not gonna clear this one.

Now, you go out,
and I'll find you when I shake loose.

No. No!

You don't understand
I just woke up in this car.

And there's these guys.
I didn't even know who they were.

Do you think I'm nuts, hanging around
with a bunch of stiffs like that?

Look, I'm not even from here.

See, she's got her skirt up
somewheres around her chin.

I got a clear view up to the old kazoo.
I finally get her home and she says...

I swear to God, she says,
"Deputy, I don't know how to thank you."

And I says,
"Why, honey, I believe you do."

So, I climbed
in the back seat there, see.

And she lies back, she puts her legs up,
and she acts just like she was born to it.

Hey, nigger.
If you re gonna play, you play Dixie.

Or shut up.

Full of communists and coons.

- Bill.
- How are you?

- How you been?
- Okay.

What they do to you?

Harvey,
who is that son of a bitch?

How's that, Sheriff?
Which son of a bitch?

The one over there,
shaking hands with that nigger.

It's good to see you.
I didn't expect to see you no more.

That's Big Bill Shelly. Notorious
Bolshevik. We drug him in last evening.

Well, I don't know about no Bolshevik,
but I know sure enough he's a nigger lover.

Harvey, go over there
and make a nigger out of that white one.

Stop!

Hold fast there.

Hold it a second, huh?
Wait a minute!

How you gonna like it
when I choke your guts out?

How you gonna like that, huh?
How you gonna like it?

You guys! HEY, guys, please!

Please!

Wait a minute! They got guns!
Listen to me, huh?

Oh, my God.

You boys sure made a mess.

Clean it up.

Ain't no more here about
Ain't no more here about.

Oh, what's it got to matter, baby?

You won't write to me
You won't write to me.

Oh, what's it got to matter, baby?
You won't write to me.

You won't write to me.

Oh, what's it got to matter, baby?
You won't write to me.

- You won't write to me.
- Shut up.

I ain't all that tired.

All right, you sons of bitches.

Hey, shut up!

Keep working, boys.

- Can I be of service, ma'am?
- Oh, shit, yes.

I just can't figure out
how to put that thing on that thing.

Well, honey,
just leave it to Harvey.

I'm just no damn good
at them mechanical things.

We'll have it in a minute,
ma'am.

Good, I got a...
a train to catch.

- Where you going, little lady?
- Africa.

- Africa?
- I'm a missionary.

I've dedicated my life
to the black heathen.

Ain't you afraid those niggers
might eat you, or something?

Come here, honey.

Come here.

Sit down.

Now, close your eyes
and open your mouth.

Real wide, now. Now, don't move.

What the hell are you doing,
making up to that guy?

Get on over there. Go on.

- Let's go.
- Come on, let's go.

Come on, Von.

Get in there!

Do it, man. Go.

I'm just not meant
for this kind of life.

You're used to them regular hours
back on the chain gang, ain't you?

- Have a piece of chicken.
- You all want to go back?

Hey, turn off that dirt road.

- Turn off that road.
- Hey, this milk gone bad, Bertha.

- It's buttermilk.
- Look, take the next one, okay?

Okay, honey, now you got us public enemies
out of jail, what are you gonna do?

Or didn't you think about that?
Bet you didn't, did you?

- I'll tell you this.
- How about letting me drive, huh?

I sure would have hated
to wait for you to break me out of jail.

- Ain't you got no bread up there?
- No!

Well, at least I wouldn't be about to hand
that goddamn deputy my ass on a platter.

No need to, honey.
As far as I could tell, he already had it.

- Hey, come on.
- How about that? He sure did.

Come on.
You know, we're on a state highway.

Would you relax, boy?

Hey, is that a cop car?

Well, don't you go looking at him,
now, Bertha.

Goddamn, Bertha.
Couldn't you buy a car that'd run?

- Buy?
- Buy?

- This thing's busted.
- Oh, great. Now we're auto thieves, right?

Hey, let's skip what we are
and think about what we're gonna do.

We're in Arkansas.

- Where you going now, Bertha?
- The thing's busted.

- What you gonna do?
- We'll catch the 5.10. Come on, help.

- How far is it, huh?
- Down the road.

What do you mean?

I ain't cut out
for this kind of life.

- Son of a bitch.
- Who you calling a son of a bitch?

Come on now. Come on.

Hey!

- Hi.
- What happened out there? We get robbed?

Why? You got something to rob?

- Now, four goes into 12.
- It's okay...

- It goes three times...
- Once here, okay?

And...

- Put all the ones here.
- Well, it goes three times.

- Put the ones here.
- So, that's, uh...

And...
— That's 3,000 apiece, guys.

And now put
the hundreds in this one.

Now the fifties. That's 50.
That's the ones.

Right, you just get the twenties.

- See? Each pile is sorted out.
- Why do I get the twenties?

- Each pile is sorted out the right way.
- Why do I get them?

You can take any one, clear.
There's twenties.

There's the twenties, the fifties,
the hundreds, the ones.

Put the ones...
Dear, that's not 20.

Hey, let's go!

- You got this thing cut loose?
- Sure enough.

Come on!

- You sure you know how to run this thing?
- All aboard! Roll the train!

Wait a minute there, boy.
Goddamn.

Do you know this is the first time
the 5.10 has been on time in 40 years?

First time it's been run
by a union man.

You clone all right with the engine,
but where's the rest of the train?

Goddamn, old man.
How do you think we got here on time?

Come on, baby.

What's so funny? Listen to this.

"The notorious labor radical
and Bolshevik spy, Big Bill Shelly...

along with certain
of his desperate confederates...

broke out of Shelby County Penal Farm,
assaulting a guard."

What's so funny about that?

I was laughing at the spy part.
You don't look like no spy to me.

- I always thought they wore glasses.
- What else does it say?

"Assaulting a guard
and stealing a locomotive as he did so."

In addition to Shelly,
the break-out freed...

ODE...

Rake Brown...

a cardsharp and a pretty...
a petty confidence man...

well known
to authorities in this area.

Brown is not considered dangerous,
as he's known to be a coward...

"and lacks the nerve
to carry arms."

- I carry arms.
- But you don't use them.

That's not the point.

"Along with Brown and Shelly,
authorities claim...

- "that a woman, Bertha Tomkins..."
- Thompson.

"Thompson. Bertha Thompson..."

Known to be a common whore
and woman of the streets...

also is im... implicated
in the escape.

The Thompson woman
is being sought...

for her alleged involvement
in the shooting of a prominent attorney.

"It is reported that all other escapees
have been returned to custody...

except for a Negro."

That's probably you, Von.

- I never reckoned on all this.
- What's this about an attorney shooting?

- That was just a gambling man.
- Shut up.

An accident.
And the other stuffs a lie.

Why... We're just criminals.

- I guess that's one way of looking at it.
- Shut up.

Let's stop all this
and just head for California.

No. I ain't no criminal.

- I'm a union man.
- Yeah.

Yeah.

I'm going to take my 3,000 dollas
right over to the union hall.

- What?
- Yep.

- Hey, wait a minute!
- Bill!

What about us?

- You go there, that's all our asses.
- You can't go to town!

You go to that union with that $3,000,
that's all our asses.

- What do you care? It's my share.
- What do you mean your share?

They're gonna come back and get us!
Don't you understand that?

Why don't you do it
some other time?

You expect us to be here
when you get back?

We're not gonna be here.
Right, Bertha? Right?

I'll be here.

I'll be damned, Shelly.
They told me you was dead.

- They told me they hired sheriff's boys...
- You can't believe anything a cop tells you.

Even something good.

Listen, did anyone know
you were coming up this way?

Hell, no. Just my police escort.
Didn't you hear the sirens?

Oh, don't come all smart with me, boy.
They got a price on your head.

You and them nuts
you busted out with.

Whores and niggers! My God,
ain't that a nice image for unionism?

Well, here.

I reckon this'|| clean up
the image some, huh?

It's marked. You know it's marked.
They mark it nowadays.

Tiny little mark.
They can tell every bill.

Joe, try not to be no dumber
than you was born to be.

It's okay. Hell, it's money.

You're hotter than
a deep-bowled stove, boy!

Do us a favor, stay away from here.
The union has got to preserve...

- You mean, you don't need my money?
- I didn't say that.

It's appreciated.
It's appreciated.

Look, hitting a scab is one thing.

But robbing the damn mail,
that's something else, ain't it?

Yeah, I guess it is.

Just see that stuff
gets in the strike fund, you hear?

- Look, all you socialist bastards are just alike.
- In the strike fund!

Anything goes!

What are you doing
with that dog?

What's it look like I'm doing?
I'm feeding' it.

I had a dog in New York once.

- Yeah?
- Yeah.

What'd you do?
Lose him in a crap game?

No, as a matter of fact
I didn't lose him in a crap game.

He started a union.

Bill?

What?

It's gonna be all right.

Sure.

Union don't want me.

Railroad goes on starving kids,
busting heads, making money.

And I'm here.

Bill, to get back at the Reader,
you don't need no union.

- Ain't that so, Rake?
- You don't need no union...

to go for more Reader payrolls.

Yeah. Payrolls, ticket offices...

What else we gonna do?

Put an extra 10 dollars in them pay
envelopes. Just keep calm, and keep working.

Don't you do anything funny now.

You want to just put something
on the tray, ma'am?

Yes, ma'am, that's fine.
That's fine, thank you.

And you, sir, you got
something here for me?

Thank you. Oh, my goodness!
Oh, that's... Thank you.

Y'all sure was nice to this old nigger.
What you got for me, ma'am?

That's a nice-looking watch
you got on there.

Uh-huh, yes, ma'am,
all that's good.

Uh-uh, all that. Yes, yes. Thank you.
You ain't got nothing for me, huh?

Oh, my goodness. How about you?
You got something for this old nigger?

Thank you, I'm doing real well here.
Thank you, ma'am, that's very kind.

What? Some what? Some with what?

I said I think
there was something wrong...

Give me these.

Well, let's don't stop now.
Let's just keep going, huh?

You take care
of the others, Rake.

Get over there. Watch it, now.

- Okay, now, drop that.
- Move over.

Put them down.

I'll just take those, boys.

You all get on the floor, fast.

I said, hit the ground.

All right, sit down.

Stand up.

Stand up.

Sit down.

Fast!

NOW up!

- Fast. Fast.
- Come on, Bertha, get on with it.

Stand up. Up! Up! Down.

Up. Get up. Down, down.

Down, up, down, up.

Down. Down!
Come on. Come on, now.

Sit down.

Sit!

Well, how many?

Well, they've got four bosses,
but they got plenty of others.

What about that commie
son of a bitch Shelly?

He used to plague me with wildcat strikes.
What about him?

- He gets his orders from abroad.
- Of course.

We got more than
a security problem here.

We know how to handle him
when we get him, don't we?

And it'll be the exception,
won't it?

Because in the words of the lord:

"I shall vomit forth
that which is lukewarm."

We, uh, know what to do.

Of course. What about the other one, Brown?
What about him?

He would... He'd cook you.

You mean he'd try.

Fellows, the way things are,
this railroads losing money every clay.

I'm losing money every clay.

You add Bill Shelly to that,
and I got myself a situation.

- Ain't there another man with him?
- Uh, just a nigger.

Well, what about her?

What can you tell me
about this here Boxcar Bertha?

What's the matter, honey?
You tired?

Well, how could I be tired? I ain't
clone an honest day's work in months.

I think it's honest work.

You think it's better to pick up a pay
envelope each week with a few bucks in it...

working for them?

- I don't think that's more honest.
- That's being a slave, and you know it.

I'm just not used to
this kind of life, that's all.

I'd do anything you want.

Wanna to quit, we'll quit.
We'll go away.

I ain't a quitter.

If you wanna leave,
there are no chains on you, honey.

- You're dumb.
- How do you mean?

I ain't leaving.

Stay down.

- You see anything?
- No.

Goddamn.

It's Rake and Von.

Damn!

- Trouble?
- No, ain't no trouble.

What the hell you firing off
your gun for...

with the sheriff
breathing down our necks?

You got to tell us you got
a new pair of shoes or something?

- Yeah, I got a new pair of shoes.
- Great.

What else am I going to do
with the dough?

- Anyway, that ain't why I'm shooting.
- Well, what, then?

We got ourselves
a little piece of fortune coming.

There's a big party Sartoris is throwing
for himself and all his buddies.

- So, he's having a party? So what?
- So what?

So, everybody from the railroad
will be there.

- Von, what do you say?
- It sounds good to me.

I want to see the look on their faces
when we take them goodies.

What we have here is a trap.
That's what it is, it's a trap.

I'm telling you, it's a good thing.

The only thing is
we don't want to go in shooting, right?

So, we got to come up
with something.

- I ain't a criminal, you know.
- It makes me the criminal, right?

Aw, Rake, no, I didn't mean that.
All I mean is...

Listen, if we're gonna hit Sartoris, we
got to hit him so he doesn't get up again.

Damn, you just go for anything.
This ain't no easy war you're figuring on.

Honey, I never thought
it was going to be easy.

I never said that, did I?
You're right, though.

Bertha, you just stay here.
We'll go on ahead without you.

Like hell I Will.

- Wait, where are you going?
- I'm trying to get out. What do you think?

I go first.
Ladies first, remember?

All right, all right.
Come on, get out.

Get out the car, Bertha.
Come on.

Hurry up, Rake.

- Do I look all right?
- You look all right. You look great.

But I just saw a guy wearing tails,
and I'm wearing a tux.

I told you
I should have bought tails.

- Oh, Rake, you're so silly.
- Yeah? What's so silly about it?

I'll be the only one in there in a tux.
I'll look like an idiot.

- How do?
- Invitations, please.

Oh, uh, invitations...

- You must have them. Don't you, Bertha?
- I don't have it.

- I think I left it on my desk after...
- Henry, you have it.

I do believe
I does have them tickets.

- Uh, yes, I do.
- I think we got them.

- Here they is.
- That ain't it.

- Look again.
- That's it, that's it.

Yeah.

- Come on, Bertha.
- Give me that gun.

Now, be careful, now.

Yes, the Reader Railroads
seen a great deal in its day.

Wars, strikes, and now,
the indignity of it all...

gangs of communists, whores,
pardon me, ma'am, and niggers.

Nevertheless,
at this very moment, my agents are...

Out cold and tied up in the kitchen.
Up against the wall, ma'am.

How's that feel for you?
That's too tight? That too tight for you?

That's good.

Folks, may I have your attention?
Folks?

The lady
would like to say something.

- Go ahead, kid.
- Thank you.

I'd just like to say that this is a hold-up.
We've come for your money and jewels.

So, if you'd just line up against that wall,
Bill, Rake and Von won't have to shoot you.

Come on, move over there.
Come on, move it over there.

Come on, hurry up.

Hey, you.

You there, with what you think
is a cuspidor.

"Lay not up for yourselves
treasure on Earth."

"Where thieves break through
and steal."

- I see you sort of know your Bible.
- What do you mean "sort of"?

Well, you forgot something.

The passage goes: "Lay not up
for yourselves treasures on Earth..."

Where moth and rust cloth corrupt,
and where thieves break through and steal.

But lay yourselves up
treasures in heaven.

This here's my Bible.

- That's real pretty, honey.
- Can't stick it in.

- Hey, Von.
- Uh-huh.

Here, pick that up.

Just put it in here, sir.

- Pick that up.
- Put it in here, son.

Pick that up.

Pick it up.

- Not my tiara.
- Ah, it ain't so special.

I got even better ones at home.

Come on, Bertha,
let's get going.

Oh, my clear Bill.

- Cut it out, now.
- You're Bill Shelly.

I had a sort of respect for you.

I thought you were
some sort of crazy Bolshevik.

But, hell,
you're just a common crook.

You just don't understand.

Here, I don't want your watch.
I don't want to steal your watch.

I just want to smash
your railroad.

Let's git.

Okay, just stay where you are.

Just stay where you are.
That's it.

I'm taking this to Washington.

We'll see what the FBI
has to say about all this.

Thank you, boy.

Now, I expect if J. Edgar
don't do something mighty fast...

I just might have to have a talk
with FDR.

Yes, sir.

That's a joke, son.

Hi.

All right, you slimy son of a bitch,
you're coming with us.

Yeah, a couple of your buddies are going
to pay 100,000 dollars for you, that's all.

Now, how you gonna like that?

Sure enough.

Drop it, Billy Boy.
Don't make me do what I want to do.

I believe
I could use a drink, boy.

No, Goddamn it, not again!

Rake!

- I'm gonna help him.
- Hold it, Shelly.

I'm gonna help him.

Run, Bertha!

Goddamn that bitch.

That Goddamn bitch.
Cover Shelly, I'll get her.

Goddamn.

Are you sporting, baby?

Do I look like I'm sporting?

Well, I just...

- Hey, Sister, what have you been drinking?
- Not a thing.

Well, move on,
or I'll have to take you in.

I wouldn't want that to happen.

You keep that mouth shut,
you hear?

You dumb son of a bitch, you know better
than to talk to that guard like that.

It hurts when you laugh, huh?

You're gonna get out of here
some clay.

Maybe.

You'll make it.

There's something
you could do for me.

If you could find Bertha...

Tell her I'm not gonna
see her again...

because I'm finished.

You might...

You might tell her I love her.

She knows you love her, Bill.

You won't need a woman
if you don't get out of here now.

She'll be around,
if she's around.

Honey?
Do you have a place to stay?

No, ma'am, I ain't.

- I just made this town.
- Well, you come along with me.

I got a place where you can clean up,
get some rest.

- How long's this gonna go on for?
- Now, stop talking and watch this.

Can't nobody show you this
but me.

How about that?

I don't know the end
of what that old bastard can do.

When he gets drunk enough...

- That's disgusting.
- You all watch this, you hear?

Ain't nothing to it.

- Tastes great this way.
- Stop it. You're gonna hurt yourself.

No, not me.

- Now, watch this.
- Mrs. Mailler!

Mrs. Mailler, Mrs. Mailler,
he's doing it again.

Mrs. Mailler. Mrs. Mailler.

- It's okay. Come on in.
- No, I'll see you later.

What's...

Oh, pay no attention
to that man behind the curtain.

Are your parents alive?

Are you a cop?

No, no.

As Mrs. Mailler explained downstairs,
I'm an anthropologist.

- Your parents, are they alive?
- You sure you're not a cop?

- I'm positive.
- You wouldn't lie to me?

- No. Now, your parents?
- No.

They're not? Good.
Now, have you been in love before?

Sure.

I'm in love now.

- He's one of the local boys here in town?
- No.

I see. Did you go to church much
as a child?

No.

- Did you?
- Yes, I did.

- It shows.
- Thank you.

- You're welcome.
- Was your mother a whore?

- No. Was your mother a whore?
- No, no.

What are the areas
that you find have the maximum...

maximum
erogenous stimulation, like...

- All over.
- Here?

That's...

That's 2 dollars
if you want to touch me.

- Fine. How about down...
- It's 10 dollars below there.

Well, now...

All right.

You can put away
your pencil now.

Sorry.

If I give you 15 dollars, can I stay?
I don't want to sleep alone tonight.

Sure.

See you later, sugar.

We'd better git if we're going.

We'd never have a clay off
if they had their way about it.

They'd just keep on working us
to death.

Oh, Tittie, look at the baby doll.
Daddy gave me one like that once.

- She lost her head.
- Probably over some no-good man.

Bertha.

Bertha, I'm so glad to see you.

- How you been?
- How is he? Von, Von, how is he?

Well, last I heard,
he wasn't doing too good, you know.

He broke out of jail about a month ago.
Didn't you hear nothing about it?

- He's out?
- Yeah.

No, I hadn't heard.

I ain't read a paper in months.

Bertha, sit down. Sit down.

Oh, my goodness.

I'm so glad to see you.
I've wondered what you been doing.

Von, you know what I've been doing
while you all was in prison?

Don't tell me nothing,
lessen I ask you about it.

Well, Bill's got to know.

I guess you been doing just about
the best you know how, Bertha.

- Where is he? I got to go to him.
- That's easy enough.

Did I see some railroad tracks
just down the street?

There's tracks, okay.

Well, was you in need
of a week to pack or what?

Come on, girl.

Well, we got him this house.

Down by the yard.

He don't sleep much at all now.

So, let's walk kind of easy. I don't want to
come up on him all of a sudden or nothing.

Bill.

Hey, Bill.

You in there?

Who's there?

Let me hear you.

Who's there?

Me, Bill.

It's Von.

Damn.

I'm lovely, ain't I?

I always was.

You look just the same.

The fighting's really over
for you now, huh?

Hell, no, not till I'm dead.

You don't have to rush it.

It's appointed each man to die.

Till judgment.

You don't have to rush it.

Honey, they've hurt you so much.

Let's get out of here.

I want to take care of you.

Say, Mac, what do you think
we ought to do with this here fellow?

Bill!

No.

Don't take him.

Don't take him.

Don't take him.

Stop it.

No, don't take him.

Don't... take him!

No!

No!

No!