Canon City Page #5

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12 men?

My goodness,

what time did it happen?

No, I didn't know

a thing about it.

Lonnie's been writing

letters since suppertime,

and we

haven't had the radio on.

He stepped over to the

farm dormitory.

Maybe he's heard

something about it.

I'll talk to him

and call you back.

Good-bye.

(bell ringing)

(phone ringing)

Hello?

Oh, it's you, Minnie.

Yeah, I heard about it.

The boys

here in the dormitory

got it over the radio.

That's right, 12 of the

toughest cons in the pen.

You be careful, now.

Don't worry about me.

(knocking)

Wait a minute.

There's someone

at the door.

Oh, it's all right,

Lonnie.

It's two guards

from the prison.

They likely

want to use the phone.

I'll call you back.

Well, I guess

I don't know you boys.

No, I guess you don't.

You're from the prison,

aren't you?

We're from the prison,

all right.

We work

on the graveyard shift.

They got us out of bed

to chase the cons

that made a break.

I just heard

about it.

Terrible,

wasn't it?

Yeah, worst break

since '29.

Oh, the only break

since '29.

But Roy Best

will get them back.

So he says.

Where's your husband,

Mrs. Higgins?

(dramatic music)

He's over

to the farm dormitory.

Where's that?

Just down the road

a beat.

You can see it from here.

Funny, you don't know

where the dormitory is,

if you're prison guards!

Never mind

what we are!

Our car broke down.

We want you to get

your car out

and drive us to Pueblo.

Boys, I couldn't

take my car out

on a night like this.

The roads are covered

with ice.

Those rifles belong

to my son.

Where does he keep

his ammunition?

I don't know

anything about that.

We've got no time

to fool around with you.

We want that ammunition,

and we want your car,

and you're gonna

drive it.

Now, where is it?

Locked in the garage.

Where are the keys?

I don't know that,

either.

You better not

lie to us!

This guy's

a little upset,

but I'm not, see?

I'm glad to hear that.

You're convicts, aren't you?

Yeah.

I was doing life

for murder.

Get the angle?

I guess I do.

Then go across.

All right.

My husband changed his

clothes before he went out.

He left his other things

in the bedroom closet.

Maybe the car keys

are in his pocket.

I'll go see.

You'll do that.

We'll be--

Right behind you.

The keys must be somewhere

among his clothes,

but I'll have to

hunt for them.

He's like most men--

no system whatever.

Always losing his keys.

He's liable to drop 'em

any old place.

Find 'em--

that's all we want.

You'd think a man would have

one place for his things,

but not Lonnie.

Anytime

he wants anything,

he's got to go digging

all through his pockets.

Keep quiet!

You make me stop talking,

I'll only start yelling.

Then you will be mad!

I'm doing

the best I can.

Here they are.

Give 'em here!

That's what

I'm trying to do!

You make me so nervous,

I can't hang onto anything!

Okay, come on.

Let's get out of here.

All right, all right,

I'm coming

as fast as I can.

(c*cks gun)

(dramatic music)

Oh!

(ringing)

Hello?

Hello?

Is that you, Minnie?

(ringing)

(phone ringing)

If that gun

had been loaded,

you'd have

killed us both!

That's what

you'd do to me!

(phone ringing)

Why does that phone

keep ringing?

You'll find out!

Wait a minute!

She knows the roads,

and we don't!

Come on, you!

Oh!

Oh!

(crashing)

(suspenseful music)

Oh, Lonnie!

Oh, Lonnie!

(wind howling)

(radio announcer)

This is station KRLN,

broadcasting from

Warden Best's office.

Two of the escaped convicts

have been reported

in the vicinity

of the Lon Higgins home.

Help is on its way there

now.

All citizens are urged

to keep off the streets,

stay in your homes,

and report

anything suspicious.

Looks like your friends

may not come back.

Yeah, it looks like it.

More cocoa?

No, thanks.

Cigarette, Williams?

Yeah, thanks.

Hey, wait a minute.

Sit down.

Careful about those

sudden moves, Williams.

Why don't you

go to bed, Ethel?

What good would I do

in bed?

Do you think

I could sleep?

He doesn't expect

you to sleep.

He figures you

could signal for help

from the bedroom window.

You stay right here

with us and see the fun.

(Mrs. Oliver) You know,

there's one thing I'm curious about.

Yeah, go ahead

and ask me.

I'll wring your

whole towel dry.

You seem to be

an educated person.

Education seldom goes

hand in hand with crime.

So, why did I

become a criminal?

No, not that, but what

were you charged with?

Well, this time,

I still have to

commit murder.

The first time, it

was grand theft auto.

Then, armed robbery,

armed robbery again,

then a parole violation,

and an escape.

I'm still wanted

in Illinois.

I've been in the can

on and off

since I was 20 years old.

Now tell me

crime doesn't pay.

Well, it seems to

pay the wardens.

Haven't you

any ambitions?

Sure.

I want to commit

the perfect crime.

You say you have

22 years to go.

That's bad enough.

Is this any better?

How could you take

such a terrible chance?

I couldn't stand it

around there.

The joint's full

of cheap thieves.

What are you doing

now, sister?

I'm gonna get

a cup for myself.

Is it all right?

Yeah, but don't

get me wrong, sister.

I'd kill to stay

out of that joint.

You mean,

it's bad there?

Well, not the way

you see it,

but you can't lock men up

and expect them to stay put,

not even if you feed 'em

off gold plates.

They'll always

fight to get out

and take the

gold plates with 'em.

Can't you get anything

but the local station

on this box?

We must have

made the headlines

on the major networks.

(swing music)

(suspenseful music)

(radio announcer) Again, a bulletin

from Warden Best's office.

Two of the escaped convicts,

Smalley and Hathaway,

have been returned

to the prison.

So far, five of

the escaped convicts

have been recaptured.

These men state that

the break was planned

and led by

Richard Heilman,

a life termer.

Heilman is still

at large.

Stay tuned to this station

for information

and warning

announcements.

Warden Best warns the people

of Three Mile County

to be on their guard.

Keep your doors locked.

Admit no strangers.

How do you like that?

Giving Heilman

all the credit.

That dope had

nothing to do with it.

I was the--

What are you doing?

Listening to the radio.

What do you got

under your apron?

I thought you might

like another orange.

Oh, thanks.

I can't stay here

much longer.

The minute

I get out of sight,

one of you would duck

for a phone.

The best way would be

to take you all with me,

but I can't do that,

because I got

nothing to take you in.

I don't want to kill you.

I wouldn't like that.

So, I'll have to

tie you all up but good,

give myself plenty

of time.

Meanwhile, the fires

will go out,

and we'll freeze.

That might kill us

anyway.

It's tough, but that's

the way it's got to be.

(vehicle approaching)

(man)

This isn't the place.

It's a half-mile

down the road.

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