Blowing Wild Page #2

always wildcatting.

Quit and settle down!

I like finding oil,

not watching it pump.

You used to be that way. Remember

Texas? We sold out in six months.

That was before Marina.

She keeps it interesting here.

You were a sucker to walk out.

You had half.

Now I've got three sections,

money rolling in.

I'm opening a new section.

Throw in with me.

- If we bring it in, you get a piece.

- Sorry, Paco, I can't.

- Why not?

- Yes, why not?

Same reason as before.

Why'd you run out on me?

What'd I do?

Nothing. I just had another lease

I thought looked pretty good.

There must have been

some other reason.

- He's back now.

- Just when I need him the most.

I'm worried about those

banditos, too. Jeff...

Forget it. I better find Dutch.

We got a job to do tomorrow.

Don't go, Jeff!

Just when I find you again!

- He really needs you.

- Good night, Marina.

Good night.

That well the bandits blew up -

you still got the lease?

- Yeah, why?

- Just asking.

Don't disappear again.

Let's keep in touch.

Ah, he's a great guy!

Funny how all the dames

used to go for him!

What's funny about it?

The dames I mean...

they were nothing like you!

You smell like an animal.

- And you act like one.

- And you love it.

Like I always say, it's always

darkest just before the dawn.

You got to have faith.

We was both starving. I bump into

an old pal and you bump into me.

Eat something, honey.

You been pampering

that ulcer long enough.

- That's my first dr...

- Go to bed.

I need you sober tomorrow.

OK.

Can I finish my dinner,

or do I have to go to bed, too?

Jeff, meet this nice little girl.

I bought her dinner.

- She's from my home town.

- Mmm-hmm?

We've met. For a few seconds once,

we were even married.

Huh? I don't get it.

I'd better finish my drink.

When that hot sun hits you tomorrow,

you'll explode before the nitro.

Nitro? Ain't Paco

going to give us a job?

- Don't ask questions.

- OK.

When you get back to Tulsa,

look up my Aunt Martha.

Tell her what a big oil man I am.

Hey, mister...

If you ever get to Tulsa,

look up my parents.

If you think I'm lying,

I'll give you their address.

I hope you get there

before I do.

If you don't mind,

I'll finish my dinner.

Easy, now.

Easy, boys, easy.

Just easy. That's it.

Make sure all them lines

are good and tight.

You wouldn't like to buy a fella

a nice cold bottle of beer?

No, I guess you wouldn't.

- How's it look?

- It's got some springs, anyhow.

Are those containers full to the brim?

I don't want it slopping around.

- Right to the brim.

- Double-check everything, Dutch.

I don't like to get near

to that stuff, but I'll do it.

Here's your permit

to transport explosives.

It'll get you by the police.

- And the bandits?

- For them... you got this.

You know what one bullet in that

box of nitro will do to your truck?

- I just rent it.

- You're renting me, too.

- When do I get paid?

- After you make the run.

Look, you can understand.

Supposing you get blown up

with the money on you.

It'll be a loss

to everybody - you, me.

Besides, you got no place

to spend it till you get back.

We're all set,

I'm sorry to say.

- I'll be seeing you.

- Sure.

Better get in, Dutch. I'll drive.

OK.

Jeff, start out real easy.

Take your fingers out of your ears.

If it goes, you won't hear it.

Huh?

Take it easy, Jeff, will you?

Oh, boy, it's sure hot!

Jeff, that stuff's ready

to boil over.

It'll be over in an hour,

one way or the other.

Don't say that!

It's my duty to tell you that

there are bandits around here.

That settles it.

We go back to town.

- You're stopping us from going on?

- No, but I advise you against it.

Thanks for the warning.

- How much further?

- We ought to be about on top of it.

- I don't see no rig.

- Just watch the road for bumps.

Stop the truck!

Let's get outta here! Stop!

Sit down! The only chance we've got

is to keep moving.

Hey! They got us blocked!

You drive!

Vamonos!

This joint's dull.

I know a place down the street

where we can have a lot of fun.

Hello.

Well! Where'd you come from?

I heard you got shot.

I'm sorry to disappoint you.

Pay me.

Oh, yes. $800, wasn't it?

I don't have it on me,

but I'll go to the bank first thing.

- Emilio?

- Yes, Mr Jackson?

Fix up my friend with anything

he wants. Put it on my bill.

- OK?

- But...

- Now, where were we?

- What was it he did for you?

- He ran a load of nitro. Why?

- That's pretty dangerous, isn't it?

- A man can get killed.

- Then he ought to get paid.

He will. What's the matter

with you?

You might ask him why

he has those boat tickets.

- What boat?

- Oh, I...

And you might also enquire

about the $2,500 in his wallet.

- You little...!

- Let's see the wallet.

- I don't have $2,500.

- Let's see the wallet.

She's lying! I'll show you.

There's nothing in that wallet.

When your boyfriend wakes up,

he can pay the check.

Women! All they give me

is trouble.

He's my pal. He can lick

anybody, except me.

Come on. Up!

Hey, Mr Jackson!

What do you know! 2,500 bucks!

"Haven't got a cent on me" he says.

"Have to go to the bank tomorrow. "

One ticket on the boat that leaves

tomorrow at nine.

- One ticket?

- That's all there is.

That no good so-and-so!

Hit him again for me.

Hold this under his nose.

That'll bring him to.

- What'll you have?

- A polite thank you.

You've got it.

Why did you do it?

I've been made a chump of myself.

I hate to see it happen to anybody else.

- How'd you get stuck in this place?

- You wouldn't believe it.

A couple of days ago, I was on

a big yacht. Twelve in the crew.

- Just you and the crew?

- There was an owner.

- Let's hear about him.

- And his older sister.

When we docked here,

he wanted to send his sister home,

but I couldn't break up the family.

- So, I came ashore.

- You expect me to swallow that?

- You don't believe anything!

- Here.

You've got the wrong idea.

That won't buy you anything.

I don't have to buy anything.

But you need a ticket out of here.

I usually get there,

one way or another.

Try it with a ticket this time.

Excuse me.

I'm Inspector Ramirez.

I believe you took some money

from this man.

He owed it to me.

These gentlemen

are creditors of Mr Jackson.

Excuse the trouble,

but you have to give me back $800.

I almost got killed earning

that 800 bucks.

My partner's in the hospital

with a bullet wound.

I am very sorry.

The money, please.

- Can't we split the difference?

- There is no difference to split.

You are $200 short. Why?

- I spent it.

- Oh!

I am sure it was spent well, senor.

I guess you want it back now, huh?

I think it was spent well, too.

I like you. What's your name?

- Jeff Dawson. What's yours?

- Sal Donley, but you won't remember.

I won't have to.

That ship leaves at nine tomorrow.

- Night.

- Night.

Waiter.

You'd better pour this

back in the bottle.

Hey! You still throw

a nice left hook.

You can't live

on left hooks, though.

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