Dillinger Page #4

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But between the Treasury

and the armored car, where's the money?

- On the train.

- That's it.

The mail train? Look, John, that's...

That's fooling with the government.

- What are we gonna do? Rot here?

- Yeah, but the government.

I haven't led you wrong yet, have I?

It's not gonna be easy, but it's worth it.

Three hundred grand.

We split it even this time.

That's $60,000 apiece.

- Hello.

- Hello.

- How are you?

- Hi.

Forget it for tonight. Let's eat.

Beat it.

- What took you so long?

- We took in a show.

- Why?

- I was just wondering.

What's the matter?

You're not jealous of Tony, are you?

No. Tony's a good boy.

Don't talk to anybody on the train.

What do you take me for, a dummy?

- That sure was a heavy suitcase.

- Yeah, books.

Thank you, sir.

- Drop me at the next station.

- Yeah.

- When the train pulls out, keep up with it.

- Yeah.

Conductor.

- What's the matter?

- I feel sick.

- Can I help you?

- Yes, I wish you would.

- There, feel better now?

- Yes, thanks very much.

Sit down, everybody.

Sit down.

Let's get going. Hurry up, jump for it.

Go on, go on.

- There were too many of them.

- Take it easy, John.

We gotta get him to a doctor.

I'm all right. Drive straight to Otto's.

We can't go there.

Kirk took his chances like the rest of us.

Drive straight to Otto's.

- Today onboard the crack express,

Silver Lark.

As a result, John Dillinger,

public enemy number one...

...or rather public disgrace number one...

... has become the center

of the biggest manhunt of the decade.

The FBI has ordered an all-out search

to track down the Dillinger mob...

... who are responsible

for this brutal crime.

Dillinger is believed

to have been wounded.

One of the bandits who was slain has

been identified by the police as Kirk Otto.

Two mail clerks, though caught in the blast

of machine guns, stood by their posts.

I'm sorry, Mrs. Otto.

Maybe it's better that way.

- What are you looking for, Papa?

- My pipe.

I'll get it for you.

Take it easy, John. Don't worry.

- Don't worry about it.

- You'll be all right.

Hide the car, Tony.

I'll boil some water.

I'll go see what Tony did with the car.

I better help Helen.

What are you looking at me for?

The police, they're all around.

They're searching everyplace.

Get your things. I'll get the car.

You meet me by the sign.

Where's Tony?

First Specs, then Kirk. We're next.

Dillinger and these big plans.

I know a lot of places in the city.

Now, we can't leave

until John gives the word.

- Who says we can't?

- There's only one car.

Well, two can travel safer than five.

John Dillinger and your men. We have

this house completely surrounded.

Come out with your hands up.

You've got one minute.

Just one minute.

John Dillinger, you've 30 seconds left.

Thirty seconds.

Five seconds.

Time's up.

- Who is it?

- Helen.

Did you get it?

- It's cold in here.

- Yeah.

There's something wrong

with the radiator.

Have you been out today?

No.

- Why don't you take that down?

- I like it there.

Let's go out, John.

I can't.

It's Christmas Eve.

No one will be looking for you.

I can't.

Well, I'm not staying in.

I want to go out.

I want to have some fun.

Go on, go out.

Have yourself a good time.

Go ahead.

Merry Christmas, John.

What are you doing out?

- Where have you been all week?

- Looking for a job.

- You mean you're?

- Broke, flat, busted.

Of course, I can always sling hash.

You're not slinging hash for no one.

That's the way I like

to hear you talk, John.

As soon as the heat cools off,

I'll be back in the chips.

I'll get a new mob together,

bigger than before.

I'll get guys with nerve,

plenty of guts like myself.

Yeah, that's what.

Of course, I'll have to be careful.

I can't do nothing now.

Maybe next year.

Yeah, next year ought to be fine.

Well, what are we waiting for?

- Catch.

- There it is.

I was hoping we'd go someplace today.

- I've only got a few dollars left.

- Well, who cares?

Guess I had you figured wrong.

- What do you mean?

- Well...

- Where are we going?

- I don't care.

- Let's go somewhere. Anywhere.

- Let's go to a movie.

- Any particular one?

- I'd like to go to the Biograph.

Fine.

Hey, you got a new dress, huh?

You look good in red.

- How many, please?

- Two, please.

Thank you.

You can reach me now at Fox Lake 287.

Put it through as soon as it comes.

- Is that your girl?

- Yeah.

I've got a sweetheart too.

He's 6 foot tall, dark wavy hair,

and very handsome.

Everybody says

he ought to be in the movies.

All the girls are crazy about him,

but he loves only me.

And I can twist him

around my little finger.

You're a liar, Julie.

If he heard you talk to me like that,

he'd give you a terrible beating.

You're an awful liar, Julie.

Watch for the woman in red.

My hero.

They've been in there two hours.

Show must be about over.

What's his name?

That's the funny part.

We don't even know what he looks like.

This is where we came in.

- I'll take another bourbon.

- Sure.

- You ever been in San Francisco?

- No.

Smart fella. Stick in your own hometown

and stay out of trouble.

You fellas sure you got the right place?

This is Route 21, isn't it?

Be on the alert, fellas.

I think I'll get some candy.

Articles.

One nickel-plated watch...

...a wallet...

...7 dollars and 20 cents.

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