reaching.
Well, you've got important things
to do, like going back to jail.
- Chinatown?
- Yeah.
There she is, Jack.
What ever play I make, back me up.
Come on.
I hear you've got visitors.
Don't give me any crap.
Answer my questions!
You're Billy's girl.
You've always been his girl.
The man can live or die,
it's up to you. Let us in.
Otherwise he's a dead man.
- He's in the room down the hall.
- Where's Ganz?
- Down the other corridor.
- All right, come on.
Give it up, Billy.
You've got no chance.
Billy, you're going to lose.
Get down!
Come on.
It's all over.
I'll kill you!
You ought to know, Reggie, if you
come up against me you will lose.
There's one more little thing
I've got to take care of.
Hey, cop, come on.
I've got something for you.
- You're not going to make it.
- What are you talking about?
I've got your gun. I've got
the money. I've got everything.
- Blow his fucking brains out.
- Bullshit! He won't try it.
Right, cop?
Are you crazy, man?
I was just bluffing.
I got hit!
I don't believe it. I got shot.
- You're done, end of story.
- You!
I've got to go, okay?
- Here's something for you.
- I'm not a pro.
Buy yourself something.
I'm in a rush.
I've got a cop
waiting for me downstairs.
I'll be back in about six months
and we'll go dancing.
- Okay, take care of yourself.
- You, too.
See you later.
So tell me how great you were.
I don't go in for that macho shit.
I was great.
I should have my dick bronzed.
Is this what you want to talk about?
I've been waiting for that money
for three years.
Where's your
merit-system shit now?
It's your money.
It'll be there when you get out.
- You don't want any of it?
- It's not my style.
I need a car. Loan me a couple
of thousand when you get out.
- What kind of car do you want?
- A convertible. I'm a rag-top man.
- Deal.
- Good.
Even if you do give me the money
for a car, it don't mean shit.
If I ever hear of you crossing
the line, I'll bust your ass.
Both of us know that I'm going
to be honest from now on.
But if I did decide to be a thief,
do you think you could catch me?
Can I have my lighter back, Reggie?I wonder what reservation
they let him off of?
My trucks overheating.
It's 30 miles to the next station.
I need some water.
Maybe you should've stolen
a better truck, Tonto.
- You've got a big mouth, convict.
- He's only joking, Chief.
- Could I have some water?
- You mean firewater, Tonto?
Jesus Christ. Hold it!
He's a state prisoner, you asshole.
Knock it off.
Hold it, you asshole.
Get out of the way.
Don't move, convict.
APO 657, unit 25 to APO 478.
Escape in progress.
Two officers shot.
Fugitives in a blue flatbed truck.
Two men.
An Indian, tall, 200 pounds,
escaped with Albert Ganz.
They're armed and dangerous.
Get here, quick.
Escape in progress. One Indian
and prisoner Albert Ganz.
If we slept over at your place,
you could put on a clean shirt.
What makes you think I've got
any clean shirts at my place?
Great morning.
I want her young, tall, thin.
Real thin.
She's got to have nice legs.
I don't like jeans. Jeans are cheap.
A dress. A nice summer dress.
No, I know you don't get it.
- What about me?
- I need one more for my friend.
Make her an Indian.
No, not with a turban.
A squaw.
It'll be the Walden Hotel,
near Broadway.
Ask for... G P Polson.
Just be a couple of hours. Right.
- That's a crummy breakfast.
- I've got a crummy day ahead of me.
- What are you talking about?
- Jack, I hate that attitude.
What difference does it make?
I make you feel good.
- What do you want from a guy?
- You make me mad.
I don't have time for this.
I've got to go to work.
- You really are hopeless.
- That's what I always say.
- Call me later.
- You want me to? Good.
- Thanks for the coffee.
- Here, take this.
You know what the man said:
The coldest winter I ever spent, was
the summer I was in San Francisco.
We aren't going by the store again.
We