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- We're a nice friendly
group of people.

We don't need for an
outsider to come in here

telling us how to
run this county.

- They're not gonna
run us out of town

like the last reel
of some bad western!

Boy, this really fries my eggs.

- Now, he may be sheriff
today, but he's just crazy.

- You touch me one more time

and beer's not gonna be the
only stain on your shirt.

- Pretty neat, ain't she?

He is armed and he is to
be considered dangerous.

- Well, now what do we do?
- We walk.

It works for me.

Boy, this really fries my eggs,

sending us all this way to
pick up a two-bit pickpocket

who's stupid enough
to get caught

while lifting the
mayor's wallet.

- This'll be a piece
of cake, toss this geek

in the back seat and have him
in Los Angeles by tomorrow.

And then we can nose our way
on to that Esposito homicide.

Wally Waterstean.

- Now you can take this trip
easy, or you can take it hard,

all you gotta do is keep your
mouth shut, sit on your hands

and we'll have a nice
ride back to Los Angeles

where you'll be arraigned,
okay, Mr. Wallerstean?

- Whatever you say, sir.
- Are you Wally Waterstean?

- Of course he is.

- I told you, you shouldn't
try anything, Mr. Animal.

- Shall we go, Hunter,
I have our prisoner.

47 bottles of beer on the wall,

47 bottles of beer, if one of
those bottles should happen

to fall, there'd be 46
bottles of beer on the wall.

46 bottles of beer on the
wall, 46 bottles of beer,

if one of those bottles
should jump down and fall,

there'd be 45 bottles
of beer on the wall.

- Okay, Wally, we got the point.

- Sorry.

- I think it was right around
the 66th bottle, Wally,

right around that 66th bottle

it started to drag a little bit.

- You guys know how
to play geography?

- Unfortunately,
we don't, Wally.

- How 'bout 20 questions?
- Okay, I'll start.

What do two cops
and this prisoner do

when they're stranded
in the middle

of some back country road
without food or water?

Don't tell me.

- Maybe you'd better
wait in the car, huh?

I don't want to wait in the car.

- You'll only get aggravated.

- Oh, I hope this is
funny for somebody?

Well?
- It's broke.

- You're right, I'm glad
I waited in the car.

- You can get out now.

- It's bad enough that Kane
sends us off into the boonies

to pick up Wally,
but he packs us off

in one of his
spit-mobile specials,

and we have had nothing but
dust and cactus for two days,

a prisoner who
counts license plates

and sings "This Old Man."

And I want to cry,
Hunter, I just wanna cry.

- Yeah, I know, me too.

- Look what I've gone
and done, I'm sorry,

I mean this is all my fault.

Well, how is it
your fault, Wally?

- Well, if I'd gone and gotten
myself arrested some place,

some place less out of the way,
we wouldn't be in this fix.

And that way, Sergeant McCall
wouldn't have to be so upset.

And you've been
really nice to me.

I mean, not making
me wear the handcuffs

when we went into that
Hamburger Heaven back there.

- Well, I didn't think you
were gonna club us to death,

and when you ordered your
Heavenly breakfast over easy,

I knew we were safe.

- Well, now what do we do?

- We walk.
- We walk.

18 bottles of beer on the wall,

18 bottles of beer, if one of
those bottles should happen

- to fall there'll be...
- 17.

17 bottles of beer on the wall,

17 bottles of beer.

Uh, oh, lookout.

Boy, are we ever
glad to see you!

- I just bet you are,
hold your hands up,

get away from that sidearm, ace.

Hate to have to separate
your eyes with a bullet hole.

- Well, I can explain
the gun, officer.

- I'll bet you can.

- We're police
officers, I have I.D.

- Let me see that I.D.,
put it right here.

15 bottles of beer on the wall,

15 bottles of beer.

If one of those bottles

should happen to fall,
there'd be 14 bottles of beer

on the wall.

14 bottles of beer on the wall,

14 bottles of beer, if one
of the bottles should happen

to fall, there'd be 13
bottles of beer on the wall.

- I've got something.

Yes, sir.

One says, Rick Hunter,
badge number 89,

the other one's Dee Dee
McCall, badge number 358.

Oh, this guy's a million laughs.

- Yeah, I bet Kane's gettin'
a real rip outta it, too.

Look, when you talk
to him, you tell him...

- I don't wanna talk to him?

- Well, I don't wanna
talk to him, either.

Look, I'm tired of being stuck
in the middle of you two,

I am sick of being sent out
on these chicken salad runs

just 'cause you got
the wrong family tree.

As a matter of fact,
I'm gonna tell him.

- I'll tell him, myself.
- Goodbye.

- Told him, didn't we?

They didn't want
to talk to either one of ya.

- I'm real sorry if I got you
folk in any kind of trouble.

Really, truly I am.

- That's okay, Wally,
everything's gonna be all right.

- You know, I got
the distinct feeling

your Captain Kane isn't all
too crazy about you two.

- He's just a little
jealous of me is all.

Well, since y'all check
out, I see no reason why

you couldn't shove off as soon
as Deacon got your car fixed,

if you can call that
thing of yours a car.

He did say that he'd
get that new radiator

in from Gainesville
tomorrow morning,

so you might as well put up

over at the Eastman
hotel for the night.

It's right across the
way, right over there.

- Where else would it be, right?

Now if y'all get hungry,
you might as well stop

over at the diner,

that's right down the
block from the hotel.

I usually stop over there
around ten-ish for some pie,

if you can't sleep,
I'll be right there.

Excuse me, Sergeant,
what's gonna happen to me?

Well, you're just gonna
have to stick it out here

with Sheriff Cutter
tonight, Wally.

No rabble-rousing or breaking
up the furniture, okay?

- I'll see if I can't manage
to hang on to a dangerous felon

like yourself for these two
big city police officers.

I'll see you in the
morning, Sergeant McCall?

- Bright and early.

- Maybe see you later?

- In the morning then, Sheriff.

This old man, he played one,

he played knick-knack
on his thumb.

- You hungry?
- Yeah, let's go.

Easterland Drug
Store, Easterland Diner.

- Seems Mr. Easterland
got it locked.

You work for his company
and eat at his diner.

There's also Easterland
Savings and Loan,

Easterland General Store.

Yeah, there's also an
Easterland Realty office.

- Seems like half this town
is owned by Easterland.

Mr?
- Pops.

- Can I get you some coffee?
- Yes, please.

- And add to it, there
wouldn't be a car on the street

without Mr. Easterland.

He opened that rock
quarry, and he gave jobs

to more than half the town.

Now, anyone gets married,

he's right there with
a gift and a job.

A man needs it.

- I surprised the town
isn't called Easterland.

Mr. Easterland, he said
it was Coronado Springs

when he got here, and
that's what it was gonna be

when he passed away.

He's a man with class, you'd
be hard put to find someone

who'd say otherwise.

- Well, I guess we'll have
the Easterland special then.

- If I pay for it now, could
I get some food run over

to somebody at the jail
right around dinnertime?

- You got a friend in some
kind of trouble with the law?

- Oh, we're police officers,

we have a prisoner
there overnight.

- Oh, Lainie?
- Yeah, Pops?

- Lainie, tonight you
have to run some food

over to the jail for one of
Jake's prisoners, alright?

- Sure, Pops.
- Excuse, me?

So, what'll that be, for
your friend at the jail?

- What have you got in
the way of a chili dog?

- Oh, Hunter, for Pete sake,
the guy's already in jail,

no chili dogs.

- Chili dog.

- All right, come on, get up!

- Ow, what is it?

Breakin' ya out of jail, buddy.

Now move it, I said, move it!

You got three seconds
to get outta that door

or I'm gonna blow you out!

What do you mean Wally escaped?

Just like I said,
somehow he managed to get

out of his cell last night.

Took along one of my rifles,
and left this as a souvenir

in the alley right
next to the girl.

- Isn't that Lainie,
the girl from the diner?

- Near beat to death,

Doc doesn't even think
she'll come to again.

I knew it, I knew it, I
knew somethin' was wrong

when she didn't call me after
work last night, Sheriff,

I just knew it!

You just take it easy.

- Why didn't I try
callin' her myself?

I told her, I said,
"Lainie, you got to give up

"the night shift, we're
gonna get married soon

"and Mr. Easterland'll
give me that raise."

I'm gonna get whoever did this!

- You're gonna slow
down there, partner,

and you're gonna
let me handle this!

You go on for that hospital
and don't you go crazy

or do nothin', 'cause I'm gonna
find the boy who done this.

You got that?

- This doesn't make any sense?

- When someone gets beat
half to death, Miss,

it doesn't make any sense.

- Sheriff, I can assure you,
Wally wouldn't hurt a fly.

- All I know is I've
got a prisoner gone,

a rifle and ammo missing,
and a beat up girl.

Now maybe you could
fill in the blanks.

- Sheriff, if he wanted
to escape, he had plenty

of opportunity to do so.

- Maybe sittin' in that
cell gave him a taste

of what he thought was
comin', I don't know?

Maybe he figured
like everyone else,

it's easier to pull it
over on a dumb, hick cop

who closes up shop
around here after 11.

He's about to learn different.

- On Wally's rap sheet, was he
ever picked up with a weapon?

- Never.

Harp, you head on up
north and then circle back

along Pointer's Crick.

Jessie, Nolan, south
along the junction

and I'll cover south end.

Now, stay in radio contact
and y'all remember,

this boy already hurt
one person, he is armed

and he is to be
considered dangerous.

Now move out.

You take the other thing.

Come on, let's go!

- What the hell are we gonna do?

They'll put together a posse,

they'll find him and lynch him!

- Yeah, well our
car should be ready,

I say we saddle 'em up and
head 'em off at the pass.

- If Cutter gets to
Wally before we do...

- Keep your eyes open for
Cutter or his deputy's cars.

- Hey, look!

Sheriff Cutter, this is Nolan.

We're about 100 yards
off the highway,

dogs have got the
scent, we're closin' in.

We'll bring him
in, dead or alive.

- Sheriff, this is Nolan,
we're closin' in on him here.

- Come on out of there, mister.

I said get out of there!

Come on, turn around and
put your hands on the wall!

- I didn't do nothin'!

- Yeah, I know what
you done, you skunk.

You know what I outta
do right here and now?

- Nothin', you're
not gonna do nothin'.

Police officers.

- Now just like that, cool
out and put your guns down.

We was
deputized to bring him in.

- We appreciate your
concern in this matter

but we'll take over now.

- Come on, Wally.
- I didn't do nothin'.

Honest, I didn't do nothin'.

- We're gonna have to
radio Sheriff Cutter.

- You do that, and you tell
him we'll meet him back

at his jail house.

- Dee Dee.
- Come on, Wally.

- Ciao.

- Wally, you gonna talk to us?

Are you gonna tell us
what's goin' on here?

We don't wanna believe
you hurt that girl, Wally.

- Hurt that girl?
- Lainie, the waitress.

The one that brought you your
food while your were in jail.

- How bad is she?

- She's bad, Wally,
she's real bad.

- Where's your cap, Wally?
- Huh?

- Your cap, where is it?

- I guess I must have lost it.

- What are you afraid of, Wally?

I mean what's goin' on here?

I mean, I can't believe
you're public enemy number one

in Coronado Springs?

- Do you have to take
me back to that jail?

- I'm afraid I do, Wally.

If you don't talk to us,
we can't help you, Wally.

And this takes precedence
over the pick pocket thievin'

in L.A. and you're gonna have

to stay here with
Sheriff Cutter.

- We have 45 bottles
of beer on the wall,

45 bottles of beer.

- Dee Dee, are you alright?

- Huh?
- Yeah.

- Huh, you alright?
- Yeah, I just jammed my leg.

Yeah, I'm okay.

- You sure?

Yeah, where's Wally?

He's dead.

Is that too tight?

Yeah, it's a little too snug.

How's that?

- That's fine right
there, thanks.

- Just try not to move
your arms too much,

you're ribs were
pretty badly bruised.

- You holdin' up okay, Hunter?

- In about a week,

have your doctor back
home give that a look.

- Thanks, Doc.

How's the girl?

Well, things are
starting to turn,

looks like Lainie just
might pull through.

- Oh, that's great,
is she awake?

- Well, she's still
receiving sedatives,

so she's in and out,

but quite coherent
when she does come to

and that's positive.

- Oh, great, I'd
like to talk to her.

- I just did so you'll
need not bother.

- Sheriff, I lost a
prisoner here today,

and my partner and I
damned near got killed.

Now since Wally
Wallerstean was in that car

and a victim, somebody
else is to blame.

Now maybe that somebody
else is the one

who attacked Lainie?

- Your Wallace Wallerstean was
the one who attacked Lainie.

- Did she say that?

- All the evidence
points right to it.

And you need not go snoopin'
around here anymore,

'cause I got the
boy that killed him.

- Well who is it?

- Tim Collier,
Lainie's boyfriend.

- No, you can't really believe

I did this, Sheriff, you can't!

- You kind of made it sound

like you had a full
confession, Sheriff.

- Look, we all know how
you felt about Lainie, Tim.

And Nolan Prescott already
said he'd radioed in

and let you know
these two officers

were bringing the suspect in.

That gave you plenty of time

to get up on the
road to be waitin'.

And we all know you
was a good shot,

didn't you win the turkey
shoot here last November?

- Oh, that sure locks it up.

- I didn't do nothin', mister.

I didn't hurt you
or your friend,

or that guy that hurt Lainie.

Doesn't mean I wasn't thinkin'
about doin' it, but I didn't.

I truly didn't!

If I did, I'd be man
enough to stand up for it!

- And you will stand up for it.

'Cause what you
done was wrong, boy.

That's not to say, everyone
around here don't know

why you done it.

Even Mr. Easterland, and I'm
sure he'll put in his good word

when the circuit
judge comes back.

I thought you said Wally
took your rifle, Sheriff?

- Oh, I brought
that one from home.

- Where's the rifle that
Wally supposedly took?

It wasn't with him
when we caught him.

Maybe he tossed it when
he ran out of ammunition?

That'd be a real shame, it
was beautiful, .30-06 it was.

Okay, here, Miss, here's
your copy of my report

for your superiors.

That does it then.
- I don't think so, Sheriff.

- What does that mean?

- Well, it means you've got
a couple of burning wires

in this town and I'm gonna
find out where they are.

- We don't need for an outsider

to come in here tellin'
us how to run this county.

Ever since the two
of you showed up here

in Coronado Springs with
that prisoner of yours,

nothing's been the same.

Now we're a nice, friendly
group of people looking

to mind our own business.

I suggest you two do the
same and move on out of here.

- You throwin' us
out of town, Sheriff?

- Heck, no, I've got no
reason to throw you out.

But I do have a law that says
while you're in this county,

you'll hand in your firearms.

We are required to
always carry our weapons.

- Not around here,
you're not, sweet lips.

You're welcome to
take in the sights,

but if you do, you do it under
our rules, our regulations.

- The nurse who was patching
me up was telling me

how she's had her
share of ladies come in

for treatments sporting bruises

from the king of the
cowboys, Jake Cutter.

She said the couple of girls
that did confide in her,

led her to believe it was
a matter of doing things

under his way or else.

- Why didn't they
report these assaults?

- To who, the law?

Anyway, one of the
girls that Cutter used

as a punching bag
once, guess who?

- Lainie?

- It all adds up to one big
ball of slime wearin' a badge

in this town.

He probably tried to put
the make on Lainie again,

clocked her, maybe
thought he'd killed her.

- So he needed a scapegoat

and there was one right
in his own cooler.

Now there's a good theory
to chase around the block.

- So, how do we make
the Sheriff own this?

- Another refill?

Well, this mornin'
feels a whole lot better

now that you tell me
that Lainie's comin'
around all right.

You know Lainie
pretty well, don't ya?

Did she ever have any
problems with anybody in town?

Sheriff Cutter maybe?
- Lord no.

Lainie's a good girl, why I
wouldn't have her workin' here

if she wasn't honest.

- Well, I meant more
like personal problems?

- Pop, how many times
have I asked you

to keep them trash
can lids on tight?

- Trashcans?

I just made a spot check
out there in your alley,

there's garbage strewn
all over the place, Pops.

Now you know that brings them
coyotes down from the hills.

I'm sorry, Pops, I'm gonna have
to shut ya down 'til I find

out if there are any more
violations around here.

- You can't be serious?

- Just because
we're a nice, small,

friendly little town here,

doesn't mean I can walk
around doling out favors.

I don't like this
any more than you do,

but I'm just gonna have to
make an example outta you.

- Thanks, Pops.

- How do you like that, must
have an early check out?

And they're probably
all booked up

since we left this morning,

this is the height of
the season, you know.

- Yeah, you know, I get
the feeling that you

and I are wearing the mask
of red death around here.

We just better hope they
don't attendants working

the public toilets or
we're really in trouble.

I know what you mean.

I don't know, Hunter,

this is a little
sideways, isn't it?

- Look, we're trying to
take down the Sheriff

from his thin laws, and the
fact that everybody's scared

out of his gourd
of this fruitcake,

kinda makes him the most
powerful man in this town.

So we go to the other
most powerful man around,

and knock Humpty-Dumpty
off the wall.

- Dead on, go right
to the man at the top.

Any suggestions?

- No, no better suggestions.

- You people lookin'
for somebody?

Yeah, we're lookin'
for Mr. Chuck Easterland.

- Oh no, you ain't.

- Oh, no we ain't.

- What you're lookin'
for, I do believe,

is way outta town,
ain't it Little Bob?

- Now, don't tell me,

you two are gonna show
us the way, right?

- Look, we have personal
business with Mr. Easterland.

- I'd like to get in to some
personal business with you.

- You touch me one more time

and the beer's not gonna be
the only stain on your shirt!

- Pretty neat, ain't she?

All right, that's it, I
am through takin' a hike.

I can't stand it anymore.

You got an extra can of
spinach for me, Popeye?

- Look, they're not
gonna run us out of town

like the last reel
of some bad Western!

This time, we're gonna
start kickin' butt

and takin' down some names!

Well?
- Works for me.

Thanks, pal.

If this guy,
Easterland'll believe us.

- He's gotta know Cutter
as well as anybody.

He's probably had second
thought about this guy.

Who could be smart enough
to own all this and not?

We just have to bank on
old man Easterland caring

as much about this town

and people as we
were led to believe.

- Howdy.
- Hi.

- You out lookin' for somebody?

- Yeah, we're police officers,

we'd like to see Mr.
Chuck Easterland, please.

Oh, he's inside with
his family, just this way.

- Thanks.

- Well, I'm pleased
to meet you both.

That's Lucas, my
oldest boy on the end.

Charlie, named after
me, and Little Bob.

We met before at the gravel pit.

- And, of course, you already
know my stepson, Jake.

- Sergeants.

- We sure are good
at this, aren't we?

Could I have a word
with you, Mr. Easterland?

- Sure thing.

- Now y'all don't
mind if I listen in

on that conversation, do ya?

- Well, I'd like to talk
to your stepdad alone.

- We don't have any secrets
in my family, Sergeant Hunter.

- Well, then you won't
mind if we talk alone then,

you can fill him in
afterwards if you like.

- Sounds reasonable.

Well, I'll just wait right here.

You expect me to
believe that kind of bull?

- Well somebody better,
your stepson's runnin' loose

and he needs a keeper.

Now he attacked that girl
and he cut my prisoner loose

'cause he needed a fall guy.

And just who in the hell
gave you that information?

The prisoner who, himself
was accused of the crime?

Now do you expect
me to take his word,

or the word of my own son?

- I knew Wally, Mr. Easterland.

- Well you just got
through tellin' me

that you'd only known
him a couple of days.

- In my line of work
you learn to pick up

on people real quick, just like
I picked up on Jake Cutter.

Now he's runnin'
without a dry wheel,

unless you do
something about it,

this could be just the
beginning of all your problems.

- What are you doing,
coming in here,

dredgin' up all this
kind of nonsense?

- Come on, Easterland,
look around.

You got a wild man swingin'
his power like an elephant gun.

He's shuttin' down businesses
because they pour coffee

for the wrong people.

And he's got your three sons
to throw two California cops

out of your town like a
couple sacks of fertilizer.

My boys treat Jake just
like he was one of them.

That's just kinfolk
stickin' up for one another.

They weren't thinkin'
about what they were doin'.

- Jake did, now I think
he beat that girl up

and killed my prisoner.

- If what you say is
true, I'll find it out

and I'll do somehtin' about it.

We take care of our
own in these parts.

So do I, Mr. Easterland,
Wally was in my custody.

- Like I say, I'll find it out.

- I've already been
in a car wreck today,

why do I have to do this?

- 'Cause I don't want Cutter

to know we're snoopin'
around our car.

Now, if I find out
what I'm lookin' for,

I don't want him to know
because he'll dispose

of all the rest of the evidence.

Besides, this thing
cost $50 so hop on

and go get hit by
a car, will ya?

- My leg, my arm, my side!

Just take it easy lady,
now where does it hurt?

Everywhere, I don't believe it.

I can't even go get
air in my tires anymore

without being run over.

You, you just take it easy lady,

I'll go get a doctor.

- No, I don't want a doctor,
will you look at my bike!

- I can fix your bike, alright,

but I really think I
oughta go get a doctor.

- I don't want a
doctor, I hate doctors!

Lady, I've gotta
call a doctor for legal reasons.

Legal, you want
legal I got legal.

While you call your doctor,
you can call my attorney,

Bernie Policheck, 1616
Meadowlark Lane, 555-9800.

You are gonna fix my bike and
you're gonna replace my pants,

will you look at my pants!

I'm gonna be back in
one hour, one hour!

And you better have
that flat fixed

or Barney Policheck is
gonna be on your case!

I tell you what, Hunter,
after that little scenario

I feel like a prized jackass.

Yeah, but you're
my prized jackass.

Now where do you suppose we'll
find a rifle that fired that?

Who's there?

What's goin' on, what
are you two doin'?

- Well, it's a long story,
Tim, but we're here to help ya.

Sheriff Cutter can't
know what you're doin'?

- We think he's the one
that attacked Lainie.

- Cutter?

And killed the guy
you're accused of shooting.

- I know Lainie always
was afraid of Jake.

She said he was
always botherin' her

and he was always tryin' to
get her to go out with him.

She said that he
was a little crazy.

- Yeah, well he
left a little crazy

in the dust two days ago.

- You were gonna get it
open pretty soon, right?

- Yeah.

Where you goin' with that rifle,

what'll I do when
Cutter comes back?

- Look, Tim, you just
tell him the truth,

just the way you saw it.

We came in and took the rifle,

there was nothin' you
could do to stop us.

Now we've got the bullet
that killed Wally.

If the bullet from
this gun matches,

you'll be outta here before
anything else happens.

What did I tell ya,

the weight of the
water slows the bullet.

I saw a
hospital down the street,

I betcha they've
got a microscope.

The bullet that killed Wally

came from Cutter's gun.

- Hold it!

- Sorry, I didn't
mean to wake you up.

- I wasn't sleeping.

- You expect me to believe that?

- Look, why don't you ask the
nurse that was just in there?

- What do you mean just?
- 10 or 15 minutes ago.

- Now you are gonna tell that
to Dr. Jessup first thing

that he gets here, first thing!

I told him that girl's
been lazin' off!

- Wait, I didn't want to
get anyone in trouble.

- Oh, well, that's
just too bad about ya

because that's what happens
when you don't do your job!

Now she was supposed to have
changed that sucrose solution

45 minutes ago, not 10,

not 15, 45 minutes ago!

And now I am supposed to
follow up a 10% drip sucrose!

- All right, then I am
going in there with you,

because that girl in there
is a material witness

in a murder case.

Sheriff's orders are
no one goes in alone.

Well, all right,
go on, after you.

Oh!

- How long will he be out?

- Long enough.

It's okay, I'm Sergeant McCall,
this is Sergeant Hunter,

we're with the police
department in L.A.

- What is it, what
are you doing here?

Is it Tim?

- You know he's been
arrested for the murder?

- What do you want?

We know it wasn't Tim,
we know it was Jake Cutter

that attacked you.

- No, no,

please go away!

- Lainie, just listen to us.

- No, you have to go,
I don't know anything.

Please go away!

- We can't, one man
was murdered, you
were almost killed.

Honey, your boyfriend
may go to jail.

- No, Jake said no!

He promised!

- Jake's a liar and he's
crazy, you know that.

You have to tell people.

I can't!

- It's the only way
we can protect you.

We have proof, definite
proof that it was Jake Cutter

that killed that escaped
prisoner, not Tim.

We also need you to tell
people that it was Jake Cutter

that attacked you that night.

- Lainie we won't let
anything happen to you.

He said he
kill me and will, he will!

He'll go on hurting
people unless we stop him,

the three of us.

Now Tim helped us tonight.

- What do you say?

Please, let me think,
can I just think about it?

Will you give me a few minutes

to think about everything, okay?

- Just remember that Tim's
life depends on your answer.

- Sheriff Cutter.

- Jake, it's Lainie.

- What do you want?

Two people came to see me, Jake.

The ones you told me not
to talk to, they knew.

- What did you tell them?
- Nothin', nothin', I swear.

I didn't tell them
anything, they told me.

They said that they knew
you'd killed someone,

that they had proof and that
they were gonna come back

and talk to me in an hour.

- I don't like this, Lainie.

- I know, that's why I called,
I knew you wanted me to.

I did the right thing,
didn't I Jake, didn't I?

- Yes, you did.

- I'm afraid they're
gonna force me to talk.

- Don't you worry, I'll
take care of everything.

I'll take care of everything.

- Jake.

- Pop?

- Where you goin', boy?

- Out.
- Who's the phone call from?

- It was business, I am
the sheriff around here.

- So long as I say you are.

- I said I'm goin' out.

- I don't think you should.

Whatever you're into, I can
only protect you so far.

I can only keep so
much from your mama.

Go back to bed, Jake, whatever
it is, we'll work it out

if we still can.

I don't need you or anybody else

to help me work things out, I
can work things out by myself.

I got everything
under control, Poppa.

Jake.

- I've got everything
under control.

It's all right.

- It's over, Cutter!

Oh!

- It was him, it was
Jake that attacked me!

He followed me after I delivered

that man in his cell his food.

When I said no he said
he'd kill me dead.

No, Poppa.

Well, Mr. Easterland,
we sure appreciate the use

of the vehicle to get
back to Los Angeles.

- Well, I can't say
that I appreciate

what you both had to do, but a
part of me thanks you anyway.

- We understand, Mr. Easterland,

I'm sure that Wally's
sister will be grateful

for what you've done.

- Well, I know that
money is not gonna make

all of this go away, or
pay her back her loss,

but everything I have,
all my assets to call on

and I can't make it right.

But, I like to feel
like I'm tryin'.

- Thanks a lot, Mr. Easterland.

- Thanks.

- Don't look like much
but she'll get ya home,

at least part way.

- Well, it's either
this or horseback.

- No hard feelin's?

- You have a terrible
sense of humor.

Well, Pa, what'd ya say
we high-tail it outta here

and head for that land of
plenty I done heard of?

- Well, works for me.

- Pedal to the metal.

89 bottles of beer on the wall.

89 bottles of beer.

If one of those
bottles should happen to fall,

88 bottles of beer on the wall.

88 bottles of beer on the
wall, 88 bottles of beer,

if one of those bottles
should happen to fall,

87 bottles of beer on the wall.

87 bottles of beer on the
wall, 87 bottles of beer,

if one of those bottles
should happen to fall,

86 bottles of beer on the wall.