Desert Fury Page #7
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- 1947
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No monkey business.
Who is drunk?
You are.
Go ahead. Walk.
Show me how sober you are.
Look... I got to get out of here.
I don't know what you want.
If it's money, I'll give you.
That sounded like a bribe.
What do you want?
Nothing.
I just like to meet big-shots.
And taking it out on me.
Shut up!
You chump.
I said shut up.
Throw her in the clink, too.
A way of holding on to her.
I don't need much of an excuse.
You'd better do it quick.
I'm going to her house.
I'm taking her out of here.
Yeah?
Tonight.
She'll go with you? You're sure of that?
I'm sure.
Yes. I guess she will.
Bendix, listen to me and listen good.
This one isn't going to
wind up like other one.
I don't know what you're talking about.
I saw your face that night.
And I remember good, too.
You got away with that one,
because nobody could prove anything.
You could fix things.
But this time around, there
won't be any manner of fixing.
Because no matter where you are,
I'll know, and I'll get you.
Lecture over, Copper?
No!
So you'll remember.
I'll remember.
Well, you went out there anyway.
In spite of what I told you.
Go inside.
You shouldn't have done
that, Paula. Taken my car.
Sit down.
Were you out there all this time?
No, I left about an hour ago.
Where were you then?
Just driving around.
I suppose you know what this means?
I won't see him again.
I'll promise if you like.
He won't get away with it either.
Pat is going to pick
him up in the morning.
Believe me, mother.
I'll do whatever you tell me.
Who's that?
It's Bendix.
What happened to you?
You got a deputy named Hanson?
Yes.
If he's smart he won't be deputy no more.
If you broke the law...
You're slow on the take. Get rid of him!
I want him with no badge.
I want you to get out of my house.
Sure. Quick.
Get your coat. We're getting married.
Eddie. Yes or no?
I'll get my coat.
Arrest him, Pat. Arrest him now.
I've got to have a warrant.
The law is the law.
Well... book him on suspicion.
You told me you could reopen the
case on the death of his wife.
New evidence.
I never said no such thing.
Know when to give up?
No.
He's no chump. He knows who Eddie is.
I can't, Fritzi.
You've done a lot of things you can't.
You'll do one more now.
I'm ready.
Paula.
It's no use.
Paula, baby.
I'm not a child anymore.
I can do what I want to.
Listen to me. He's not for you.
He's just a cheap crook.
A cheap crook!
I'm trying to be nice.
I'm in the family.
Well pick your own kind.
Who, you? Eddie.
She asked for it.
I did?
But it's true, Fritzi, you are his kind.
So am I because I am your daughter.
I'm not a simple little
schoolgirl anymore.
You don't know what it will be like.
How could you know what it's like,
the way I feel when I'm with him.
I know more about it than you think.
Alright, now I'll ask nice.
Leave her alone.
I can't.
Anything you want.
She's what I want.
Look Fritzi, I'll see if I can
make you understand.
A guy is alone. All his life he's alone.
All his life he keeps
looking not to be alone.
Let's go.
Eddie.
Eddie, I want to talk to you alone.
Say what you say in front of me.
Listen Paula, I knew him when
he just started out. He and I...
Yes, Fritzi...?
He used to work for your father.
That was when he started
out to double-cross the world.
How well did you know him?
You think he's big-time,
don't you? Well, he's not.
How well did you know him?
Well enough to know that he's
not good enough for you.
Go ahead Fritzi, tell her.
You don't think I've nerve enough?
It makes no difference. Come on, Paula.
No. Wait a minute.
I want to hear about you and Eddie.
Alright.
He wanted me the way he wants you now.
Yes, he promised to marry me, too.
Well, now you know.
That ought to be enough.
No... no, it's not enough.
Not for me it isn't.
Tell her the rest. How I walked out.
Sure I'll tell her.
He found out I had to come out here.
To the desert.
That meant money and doctors.
A lot of years maybe.
So he ran out on me.
Just the way he'll run out on you the
minute he doesn't need you anymore.
That's her story.
The way that he's run out on everything
in his life. For the same reason.
You don't believe me, do you.
You don't believe a word I've said.
No, I don't.
I don't believe you'd stop at anything
to keep me from going away with him.
Do you want me to tell you why, Fritzi?
No.
Now get out of here. Both of you!
Fritzi, I...
She's gone.
Nineteen years.
I would have done it
for you Fritzi... if I could.
Nineteen years.
Like that.
Where are we going?
Vegas.
We're coming back here afterwards.
I hope I never see the place again.
What made you change your mind?
The town?
Be quiet.
I didn't mean it that way.
I know what you meant.
Don't say that again.
Don't talk to me like that, Eddie.
I'm going to be your wife.
Fight the rest of the world
if you have to, but not me.
I'm sorry, kid. I'm a little jumpy.
That's alright, Eddie.
What about... you and him?
Who?
The Copper. Tom.
I'm here with you, Eddie.
That don't mean nothing.
What have you go in your head?
What are you thinking about?
You're thinking, maybe
you made a mistake?
No, I'm not thinking that.
Nobody walks out on me.
Eddie, look out!
Hey, take me with you.
Get away or I'll chop your hands off.
You can't leave me
out here in the desert.
Go on. Beat it.
At least take me to Vegas.
I'll go nuts out here.
Eddie, take him to where
he can catch a train.
Let's not leave any loose ends behind.
He'd probably set fire to the ranch and
stick me the bill. Hop in, loose end.
I got a bag at the side of the road.
Well, get it!
I hope you never get finished with me.
No?
No. I'd hate to be left alone
on a desert road at night.
I won't hurt you to keep it in mind.
You may as well earn your ride. Drive.
Here. Give me one.
You're out. Stop at the
next place you come to.
I'll be right out.
So you won the grand prize, eh?
Have I, Johnny?
So, you're really going through with it?
He won't quit. You know that.
I know. He told me he was going back.
Nobody listens.
He's angry because he was
beaten up by Tom Hanson.
Yeah.
You see what happens
when I'm not around.
He'll get over it.
You want to bet?
Ah, here they are.
Don't often get a call for that brand.
But I knew I had one somewhere.
What's wrong?
Johnny say something?
A cup of coffee, please.
Yeah, I'm kinda hungry, too.
Look, we'll be here all night.
Alright, we'll take a
couple of hamburgers.
In the back. Come on.
What's the matter buddy?
Ain't we good enough for you?
Hey. Ain't we your type?
I said, ain't we quite your type?
No, you ain't.
I don't like the way you said that.
Sit down and shut up.
Just kidding.
Alright, folks. All aboard.
Nobody asked him to
shoot off his big mouth.
Supposing Johnny didn't have a gun?
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