Canon City Page #7

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(gunfire)

Get on the floor!

Do you want to be

killed?

(gunfire)

Those men are gone.

You can come in now.

(narrator) Of the fugitives

cornered at the Smith home,

only Sherbondy makes good

his getaway.

The whole countryside

is alive with pursuers.

The blizzard is increasing

in intensity,

merciless alike to

the hunters and the hunted.

(dogs barking)

(dramatic music)

Sherbondy finds

a safe hiding place.

Tolley was captured,

waiting in the freezing

waters of a creek

to hide his tracks.

He's badly frostbitten.

He's the ninth

accounted for.

Freeman put up

a savage struggle.

Wounded, defiant,

cursing his captors,

he's stopped in his tracks

only by the knowledge

that he will be shot down

if he makes a move.

He's number ten

to be checked off.

That leaves two

still at large--

Sherbondy and Johnson,

the boat builder.

(train whistle blowing)

Johnson is the one who

decided to go it alone.

It's now 4:
00 in

the afternoon of the next day.

Johnson has been free

for almost 24 hours--

running, hiding,

going without food.

He battles his way up,

out of the gorge.

It's a rock-wall trap.

(dramatic music)

(gunfire)

(gunshot)

(gunfire)

Only number 12,

James Sherbondy,

is still at large.

After 48 hours, hunger

forces him from hiding.

(Sherbondy)

Lock that door!

Pull down the shade!

I saw your pictures

in the paper.

Yeah, you're Sherbondy.

(panting)

You people

got a phone here?

No phone.

See for yourself.

I will.

I don't want to

hurt anybody, see?

But you've

got to give me

something to eat.

Well, I guess I could fry

a couple of eggs for you.

Yeah, yeah,

make if five eggs.

Rustle up some soup,

coffee, milk.

Don't touch me!

(Mrs. Bauer) Leave him alone.

Your first name's James,

isn't it?

Sit down, Jimmy.

And be careful of that

cannon you've got there.

It's the craziest-lookin'

thing I ever saw.

It'll kill.

It will?

My goodness,

you must be starved.

Here, maybe this

milk will hold you

'til I can get

something ready for you.

(Mr. Bauer)

One of the escaped convicts is dead.

Three of them are wounded.

They got ten of them

the first night--

all but you

and another fella.

The National Guard's

been all out,

looking for you--

and airplanes.

(exhales)

Thanks.

Don't mention it.

Land sakes.

I haven't

eaten anything

since supper,

Tuesday night.

I see you people

have a car outside.

It's so cold, we can't

get it started.

We'll get it

started, somehow.

We're all gonna take

a little trip.

Not now.

Toward morning.

Where are we going?

We'll head for Pueblo.

If we meet anybody,

I'll be on the floor,

under a blanket,

with this in my hand.

It'll be up to you

to tell a good story.

How do you like 'em?

Straight up

or turned over?

Straight up.

Okay.

They'll be ready

in a minute.

What time is it?

Just past 7:
00.

Take it easy, Jimmy.

Yeah.

(toy gun firing)

Hey, pretty keen,

ain't it?

Jerry got it

for Christmas.

Yeah, I never had

anything like this

when I was a kid.

I used to practice with

one whittled out of wood.

(cat meows)

Machine Gun Kelly.

(imitates rapid gunfire)

(cat meows)

Makin' believe

I was blasting

all the kids

that pushed me around.

Gradually,

I got the idea

that a guy could get

places with a gun.

Oh, what a sucker

idea that was.

(Mr. Bauer)

You started early.

Yeah.

(cat meows)

A kid begins with

hoisting milk bottles

off a doorstep,

or apples

from a fruit stand.

He finds it easy to get

what other people have got.

First thing you know,

he's got a heater in his hand,

and one night, some guy

with real guts

scares the pants

off him,

and he pulls the trigger.

You killed a deputy,

didn't you?

He was after me,

and we shot it out.

A good man died,

and I thought I was

a great guy.

I hadn't got any sense that

I'd been in the can a while.

I might have gotten

a parole in ten years,

but I just couldn't

wait that long.

(child fusses)

He seems to have

a fever.

He hasn't been well.

Do you mind

if I take him and--

and put him to bed?

Oh, sure, go ahead.

(child fusses)

(ticking)

(moaning)

Be quiet, sweetie,

just for a few minutes.

Wait 'til Mommy sees

what your temperature is.

It's bad.

Worse than I thought.

Look.

Haven't you got any

medicine for him?

Nothing that'll help.

The doctor told me

this might happen,

and if it did,

I was to get Jerry

to the hospital as

fast as I could.

It's his appendix.

Mommy, it hurts.

I know, darling.

We'll get it

fixed soon.

He can't stay here.

I've got to get him

to town.

It might rupture

if I don't,

and you know

what that means.

Yeah, but you said

you couldn't get

your car started.

I could take him

across the road

to Mr. Brooks.

His car is okay.

He'll take us in.

And the minute he gets

you to the hospital,

he'll call the prison.

No, he won't.

I won't tell him anything

about you being here.

You expect me

to believe that?

You've got to.

(crying)

You've got to.

(dramatic music)

Here.

Take him,

and make it quick,

before I change

my mind.

(crying)

Oh!

Honey, wait.

But don't forget,

lady,

you're leaving

your husband

and your

little girl here.

You turn me in,

they'll get hurt.

You can trust me!

Trust her!

You can.

She'll keep her word.

What's a promise,

made to a guy like me?

She knows you two

are safe!

I don't want to

hurt anybody!

I just want to be free!

(door slams)

He's gone, he's gone!

Yes.

He's gone.

(crying)

(narrator)

300 men are hunting you, Sherbondy--

prison guards,

city and state police,

National Guardsmen,

citizen volunteers,

combing the

frozen highlands for you.

This is your freedom,

Sherbondy.

The sound of a car,

and you're a hunted animal,

diving for cover,

always ready to flee

or to fight.

Hold it!

Get out of there!

Hold it there,

I can use this car!

Bauer.

I got her started.

I thought

I'd catch up with you.

What's the idea?

You said you wanted

to get to Pueblo.

I knew you'd never

make it on foot.

My boy might have died.

You let him live.

This is the least

I could do.

Come on, get in.

Why did you

bring the kid?

I had no place

to leave her.

Besides,

she wanted to come.

I like you,

and you forgot

to say good-bye.

Remember, Bauer,

you're not doing this

because you want to,

but because I'm making you.

I mean that.

I've got my gun on you,

see, all the time.

Yeah, I know.

Look.

What do we do now?

What can we do?

Good-bye, kid.

Will they hurt you?

Naw.

They'll treat me like

I've never been away.

Oh, no, don't!

(crying)

No, don't!

No.

You'll see him again.

You'll see him

again.

No!

Don't cry, dear.

(narrator)

It is 61 hours after the break.

All 12 have been

crossed out, checked off,

accounted for.

The reign of terror

is over.

Two of the 12

lie in the prison morgue.

The other ten are here,

back in solitary,

back in the Siberia

of Colorado State Prison.

They will be here

for a long time.

Meanwhile,

in the warden's home...

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