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You expect her to roll over on her friends?

Hunter plans on using his irresistible charm.

You know where you can go.

I belong to a cause, a movement.

Your father is brother Harold hobarts of the national Aryan order.

Your status is that of prisoners of war.

Where's the bathroom?

Things are about to explode.

Get back in there!

He was already beaten and helpless,

but that's not enough for you, is it?

You had to kill him.

Hi. What can I do for you?

I'm looking for Johnny.

It's lunch time, little lady.

Him and Carla are down at the clover leaf.

Ok. Thanks.

This is lookout. It's all clear.

Get 'em up!

Get 'em up high!

Turn around.

I have a 211 in progress at pony express firearms,

6660 southfield road, Hollywood.

Woman, on radio: 211 in progress.

I repeat, all cars in the vicinity,

211 in progress.

I heard sirens. There's cops on the way.

Randy, we've got to move!

We got time for another load.

Move it!

Come on. Come on. Come on. Come on.

Get in the truck.

Roll it!

Hold it!

Angela Holly?

Yeah. Why don't you call me Angie, ok?

Angie. Ok. I like that name.

You're willing to waive your rights to have an attorney present during questioning?

Sure. Who needs a lawyer?

I'm not gonna tell you anything anyway.

Well, that's your privilege,

but I sure wouldn't want to try to protect a group of people

that left me bleeding to death.

Yeah, well, maybe they didn't have any choice.

No, no. They had plenty of time

to get you out of there.

That guy that was in the Van with me,

is he ok?

Dead on arrival.

He never had much luck.

The gun store clerk's in critical condition, too.

It looks like your friends

left you holding quite a bag.

That's between them and me, isn't it?

That's it?

That's it.

Well, Angie, if you think of anything else

or you need something, just let us know.

You know what I need? Is to get out of here.

Well, I can't help you with that.

I didn't think you could.

And you can cut the Angie Holly crap.

We ran your prints. Your last name's hobarts.

You're wanted up north in gower county on a bank robbery/murder charge.

I suggest you get yourself an attorney, Angie.

If you can't afford one,

then the courts will appoint one for you.

You wanna drive her where?

Pineville, Charlie. It's the gower county seat.

Let me guess.

You figure you'll get enough solid information

to nail her and her associates

if you take a 10-hour drive with her.

That's about the size of it, yeah.

Look, she's a victim.

This poor kid is not a hard-nosed criminal.

You expect her to roll over on on her friends?

They dumped her, Charlie.

When she realizes that,

I think she'll come around

by the time we hit Fresno.

You could see it in her eyes.

She was mad as hell

and pretending it didn't bother her.

I don't know.

You say that warrant up there is for murder?

She sat outside in a truck

while her friends went, hit a bank and killed the teller.

They wore ski masks.

She didn't, of course, 'cause she was sitting outside

in the lookout car.

We think these people are careless with this kid.

We'd like to try to point that out to her,

and we think we have a good opportunity here,

especially since hunter plans on using his irresistible charm.

Well, it says in here

that when they had her in custody up there,

four men... same number that hit the bank,

the same number that hit the gun shop...

Four men hit the pineville jail and broke her out.

So how mad can she be with these guys?

And even if you get something out of her,

it's not gonna be admissible.

By the time I hit the freeway,

I will have her rights read to her...

For the third time, mind you.

What does our D.A.'s office say?

Are they willing to let this county have her?

Willing? They're relieved.

They're overcrowded. They're understaffed.

Same old tired story.

Good luck.

I'm very, very impressed with this automobile.

Looks new to me.

Sure you don't want me to drive?

Don't start on me, ok?

Hi.

You guys come to say good-bye?

No. We came to drive you to pineville.

You did? Great.

You can take the cuffs off.

You'll be good, won't you?

I'll be better than that.

She's just being transferred from here to west L.A.,

all right? Period.

Ok, what do you want me to do?

Ride in the front or the back?

Why don't you ride in the back?

Give our ears a break.

Ready?

Yeah.

Friends are friends.

Loyalty... that's all that matters.

So you're taking a long, dull drive for nothing,

because I'm not going to sell out my friends.

Well, how do you like that?

She saw right through us.

That's right.

So why don't we all just sit back

and relax and enjoy the scenery?

Your friends sold you out,

ran out on you, Angie.

You don't like it one bit, do you?

I don't care about them.

I belong to a cause, a movement.

I believe in something that's a lot more important

than you or me or them.

This is the wrong way. Why are you going this way?

It's 100 miles longer this way.

Yep.

Oh, I get it.

While you're sitting here cutting my friends down

and calling them chicken,

you're afraid they're gonna try and rescue me, aren't you?

Ha!

We're just keeping the odds in our favor.

So what's this movement

you believe in so passionately?

It's what america is all about.

It's the right of decent Americans

to defend their way of life

against freeloaders and subversives and the mud races.

I mean, there's nothing personal, guys.

You're nice, but you're on the wrong side.

Why are we on the wrong side?

You look at the mess this country's in

and you accept it.

I mean, it's like you think that nothing's being done about it,

but you're wrong. Something is being done about it.

Things are about to explode

just as soon as all the sleepers wake up.

Sleepers? What are sleepers?

Sleepers are the millions of people who believe

the exact same way my father does,

it's just they haven't done anything about it yet

because they don't have any leadership.

Why are we stopping?

Well, we're going to take a little rest.

Yeah, a little rest.

You want to find out if my friends are following us.

Three, please.

You've got a real high opinion of my friends, don't you?

They're murdering cowards, Angie.

We just can't have you hanging around with scum like that.

You know what my father says?

He says an undedicated life isn't worth living.

And who might your father be?

Wouldn't you like to know?

We do know, Angie.

Your father is brother Harold hobarts

of the national Aryan order.

Fine. Fine. You know where you can go.

See what you did?

What are we turning here for?

Great. We're never going to get to pineville.

This is range rider calling wolf pack.

Range rider to wolf pack. Do you read me?

Man, on radio: This is wolf pack. I copy you, range rider. Over.

That car you said to look out for?

Just turned off.

Heading north on the old pineville alternate road.

Nice work, good buddy. Thanks for the info.

Hey, nice to help out.

So where's home these days, Angie?

We heard your father's national Aryan order

disbanded a few years back.

We didn't disband.

I don't want to talk to you, either of you, anymore.

Her friends run off

and leave her bleeding in the street

for the cause.

Is that why they robbed the banks, Angie?

For the cause?

Yes, and that's the last word

that either of you are getting out of me.

Daddy!

I thank the lord you're safe, child.

I thought maybe we'd lost you.

Take them in the tent.

Daddy, I'd like to go my tent and clean up a little bit.

All right. Go ahead.

Welcome to the camp.

We call it the new valley forge.

I'm Angie's father.

You're sergeant hunter?

You're sergeant McCall.

For the time being,

your status is that of prisoners of war.

We're not cruel or inhumane.

You'll be treated

in accordance with your behavior.

I never assume that a man...

Or a woman...

Is my enemy until they prove they are.

Hunter: What now?

We have an operation in about 3 days.

What happens will be decided by the outcome of that.

Meantime, you could be useful as hostages.

That's why you're here. Take them to the lockup.

Mark.

Randy came back from L.A.

And told us you were dead.

Whew.

Must be 110 in here.

Yeah, it's like a solar heater inside this place.

Walls must be 1/4-inch thick.

Have any idea

what hobarts and his army

have in mind for us?

Well, if they don't wind up killing us,

this thing will.

You spend too much time in here,

you'll die of hyperthermia.

We've got to find some way out.

Speaking of...

Did you notice anything strange

about brother hobarts?

Yeah. He's nuts.

But other than that?

The guy kept feeling me up

with his eyes the whole time.

That idiot is our key out of here.

Yeah? Why don't you play to that?

I mean, while he's courting you,

you might be able to get our guns back for us.

Believe me,

if I get a chance, I will.

The question is...

Where's the bathroom?

I'll dig a hole for you over there.

Sit down.

Randy tells me he observed you

meeting with my daughter.

He said you were behaving in a carnal fashion.

He felt ashamed of both of you

and couldn't go on watching.

He's jealous, that's all it is, daddy.

Randy's jealous.

Shut up, Angie!

I'll get to you later. Jennings?

Well...

I'm in love with Angie.

Is that a fact?

The moment you decided

you were in love with my daughter,

was the moment you should've given some thought

to the rules and regulations of this brotherhood.

Yes, sir. I know.

I realize I should've come to you first.

I'm deeply sorry I didn't...

Sorry isn't enough.

Not by a long shot.

You're gonna have to prove yourself worthy

of my daughter and worthy of this brotherhood.

Yes, sir.

Whatever's required, brother hobarts,

I'm ready to do.

Well, that's a start.

Randy's asked permission to test you,

and I've agreed.

Tonight you'll meet in the circle,

and what will be will be.

Now get out of here.

You too, Randy. Get out.

Daddy...

Daddy, please don't do this.

It isn't fair.

He's got a right to challenge him.

You don't question that, do you?

Daddy, I've never asked you for anything.

Damn it, child, Randy and I busted you out of that jail.

He's got a right to your consideration

and he's got a right to challenge Jennings.

And I'm grateful to you and to Randy,

but don't I have any rights?

If Jennings is the man for you,

we'll find out soon enough.

He doesn't have to beat Randy,

but he has to prove he's man enough

to stand in there with him.

All right. Listen up. As you know,

this is our court of last resort.

The question to be settled is private and personal.

It doesn't matter who wins or who loses.

It's how they conduct themselves that's important.

All right, let's get on with it.

Daddy, stop it! Stop it!

Oh... you broke his neck, Randy.

Randy: He had it coming.

That's their car, all right.

Hope to god they weren't in it.

They weren't. We checked it out before the tow truck got here.

Searched the area, too.

No sign of anyone, alive or dead.

I not gonna let them get away with it, Mark.

I promise you that.

You are really something, Randy, you know that?

You outweighed Mark by at least 50 pounds,

and you killed him.

He was already beaten and helpless,

but that's not enough for you, is it?

You had to kill him.

It's just something that happened

in the heat of battle, Angie.

You know what you are?

You're a rotten, lousy coward!

In L.A., he took off and left me lying in the street

'cause he was too chicken to come back for me.

I had to put the mission and my men first.

Oh, like hell you did! You chickened out! You ran!

He's a bully and a coward.

Are you gonna let him get away with that?

It's not a woman's place

to talk to a man like that.

Randy told me about leaving you behind.

He felt bad about it, but he thought you were dead.

What's more important,

he had the success of his mission to think about.

Men will do what they have to do, Angie.

Whoo! Hot as Hades in here.

Sorry I couldn't get you

more comfortable accommodation.

Well, some food, a shower,

and some clothing might be nice.

I was able to find some fresh clothes for your partner.

I couldn't find a dress big enough for you.

Sergeant McCall, I'd be pleased

if you'd be my guest for lunch.

Well, I would greatly appreciate that. Thank you, sir.

Could we possibly make it a threesome?

I could only get a reservation for two,

wise guy.

Dee Dee: Save my spot.

Never thought a cold shower

could feel so good. Thanks.

Yeah. I laid out some clothes that should fit you, ok?

They look great.

How are you doing?

Fine. I'm a lot tougher than I look.

That boy who was killed

was very special to you, wasn't he?

I think you better hurry up and get dressed

because my daddy expects people to be on time.

I have a feeling' he might be a little bit more tolerant with you, though,

'cause he thinks you're a sleeper...

In more ways than one.

You look 100% better, almost like one of us now.

Well, a shower and a new set of clothes

and a meal like this makes me feel great.

Thank you, sir.

No, just call me brother hobarts.

We've just shared a meal.

There's no point in being formal.

Can I call you Dee Dee?

Please do.

You know, when I say you look like one of us,

I don't simply mean

that you don't belong to one of the mud races.

I mean you seem like us in spirit.

What do you mean?

I get the feeling

that if you understood me and our movement,

you'd be really surprised.

You might realize

we're not so far apart as you think.

Would you tell me a little bit more about your movement?

I really don't know that much.

Angie told us very little.

There are hundreds of other organizations like mine

clear across this country.

There are millions of sleepers

that are waiting to join us when the day comes,

and that day is coming soon.

I supply all these other groups with funds

and coordinate their activities.

No man has ever been able to do that before.

I'm not a prideful man, but I take a great deal of pride in that.

Man, outside: You were trying to steal from me.

Second man: You calling me a thief?

I sure am!

Excuse me a minute.

First man: I'll take you on any day.

Hobarts: Hey, hold it!

What are you men arguing about?

First man: I caught this guy snooping around my tent.

Hobarts: What's your side of the story?

Second man: We were playing cards last night

and I thought I left my knife.

You know how I feel about gambling in camp.

It only causes fights like this.

You can shake hands now or settle it in the circle.

First man: Well, maybe I was mistaken.

Sorry, brother hobarts.

Just a little difference of opinions.

Sometimes the men get edgy before a big operation.

You settled it quickly enough.

Mark of a leader.

Hold it right there!

It's empty.

You think I'd leave it loaded?

Guards! Give me that.

Give me that!

Give me the other one!

Do you think I'm a fool?

That fight was staged for your benefit,

sergeant McCall.

I just gave you a golden opportunity to save your life,

and you failed it. I thought you would.

Take her to the lockup.

You know, if we weren't in deep trouble before,

we're in it now.

I can't believe I underestimated him like that.

Well, he may be nuts, but he's not stupid.

I should've played along with him a little bit longer.

You know, you don't look very well.

As a matter of fact, you don't look very well at all.

You're getting worse by the minute.

Well, despite the fact it's 110 degrees,

I can't imagine why.

I don't know, but you are.

You don't look very well at all.

Maybe you should lay down here.

Do me a favor... don't go nuts on me, too.

Lay down.

Hey, down there!

Hey, we need some help.

Come on, hurry up. My partner's sick.

Come on. Move it!

What's going on in here?

I need to see brother hobarts.

I think my partner is having an appendicitis attack.

Come on, take a look at her down there.

Hurry up.

What's going on?

They pretended the woman was sick,

and when we went inside, they jumped us.

Get him back in there, and lock him up.

If he tries anything, shoot him.

What happens to you will be worked out between us.

Brother hobarts,

he hit me with a real a sucker punch

after lying to me and telling me the woman here was sick.

So?

I want him... I want him in the circle.

I don't want him killed unnecessarily.

I might need both of them.

I won't kill him.

What do you want here, mister?

I'm a police officer.

I'm here to speak to the parents of Kenneth hatch.

You're too late if you've come to hassle our boy.

Kenny's dead.

Died in L.A.

Yes, sir. I know about that.

I'm very sorry.

What's going on, Duane?

Oh, for pity's sake, put up that gun.

Lieutenant Ambrose Finn, ma'am.

L.A. Metro police.

We have reason to believe

two of our police officers have been kidnapped

by the same group your son was with when he was killed.

You'd better hope not, mister.

That bunch eats cops for breakfast.

If you can't talk civil, go on back in the house.

We don't have to tell him nothing, Edie.

No law says we got to.

Please, just go back inside.

I'm sorry about Duane, mister.

We've been having kind of a hard time here lately,

what with Kenny getting killed.

Yes, ma'am. I understand.

Do you have anything you can tell me

about that group that your son was running with?

He never talked about them. Said he wasn't allowed to.

Did he give you any idea of where they might be located?

No. He wrote us a couple of letters.

They were postmarked.

Do you still have them?

I got some inside. I'll get them.

Go on, you old coot. Get inside there.

Hobarts: Two men face each other in the circle.

One is an enemy,

the other is our friend.

One would destroy us if we gave him a chance.

The other would give his life for our cause.

The outcome of this contest

will show all our enemies

that we're dealing from strength.

Explain it to him, Randy.

Man: Get up, Randy!

All right, lew, tend to Randy, will you?

Take the prisoners back to the lockup.

Give me a hand.

Take him to the tent.

I'm getting you out of here before Randy can get to you.

Easy.

They're loaded.

Oh... I think I love this girl.

Me, too.

You're covered. Drop the guns.

Drop 'em!

Over here!

They're getting away.

Let's go after 'em!

Get the jeeps!

Man: They shot Randy.

Second man: Angie's with them.

Hobarts: Move it. Move it!

Hunter: They must've hit the tank.

We're running out of gas awfully fast.

Dee Dee: Let's get off the road.

Hunter: That's it. Everybody out.

What's wrong?

I lost the tracks.

They must've pulled off the road.

How far is the highway, Angie?

12 miles by the road, maybe 10 this way.

They're headed for the highway.

We can't let them get there, no matter what.

Angie's with them.

She's gone over to their side. Come on. Move out.

Well, we got company.

Pistols against rifles don't count.

We're gonna have to go someplace where the jeeps can't...

Like right up that mountain face there.

Let's get going.

Up there on the Ridge.

They won't get far in this country.

All right, leave the jeeps here.

Come on. Get the lead out.

We got to get them in rifle range.

Hobarts: Come on, move it! Move it!

Angie?

Are you all right?

Yeah.

Is it your knee?

Yes.

Can you walk?

You go on. My dad is not gonna hurt me.

No, no. Come on.

You'll have to tough it out here, kid.

Just stop and let me rest a minute.

How far's the road, Angie?

It's right over that hill.

This Ridge right here?

Yes.

Get on.

No, just leave me here.

Get on!

Don't give me any problems, here.

Tough enough as it is with your complaining.

So much for your father not trying to kill you.

Hobarts: Come on, move it!

It's a truck.

We're police. We need a ride.

This is the police! Drop your weapons.

You're all under arrest.

Come on, boys. Drop your weapons now.

Drop your weapons now.

Put your hands on your heads.

All right, let's go. Get it moving. Let's go.

What are you waiting for, an invitation? Move it! Move it. Move it.

How's Angie?

She'll be all right, no thanks to you.

We're gonna try to get her a break from the courts,

maybe help her to turn her life around.

But you, brother hobarts, are going to prison.

Half the men you'll meet there

belong to those mud races you were talking about.

They're going to like you.