Eddie Macon's Run Page #3
- PG
- Year:
- 1983
- 95 min
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You gotta believe me, I only lied because
I was scared. Just because I was scared.
You gotta be plenty scared of boy.
Plenty!
Oh Daryl, that is the most fun we ever had.
Aren't you people listening
to me, God-damn it!
I am not who you think I am.
It's me.
Maybe I'm not being clear.
Hanging time!
Jesus, this will always be
the room we hanged somebody.
We turn the living room into the dying room.
If I was you...
I bet you have the right answers right now.
Save my ass.
Last chance for you to say.
Listen to me, I'm telling you the truth.
Please don't do this!
You're going to have to
speak plainer than that.
Do the twist, Bob, do the frickin' twist.
Look at him!
Is he dying now?
Does it look like that to die?
He's getting his lights turned out right now.
He's done better than hell.
Do it, baby, do it!
A few more seconds!
God damn it!
Jesus, what did you do that for?
Jesus, Rudy!
Why'd you let him do that?
You spoiled everything Rudy!
You mind if we join you sugar?
Excuse me.
I said you mind if we sit down?
You look awful lonesome
sitting there all by yourself.
I'd like to be by myself, thank you.
Well hell.
Pretty lady like you without
company now that's a damn shame
Shame, nothing, it's a damn waste.
Well I'm waiting for my husband.
Sure you are. Sh*t.
Any man lets his woman sit alone drinking
in a bar got to be some kind of f*ggot.
Is that true?
Is your husband a f*ggot?
Hey, well now, I guess, I'm going
to be your first real man.
You're gonna be her second.
Don't.
Hey look, come on honey, now what do you say
we go up and kill us a bottle of champagne?
Please!
Hey, come on now you can
try being a bit more friendly.
I said no, damn it!
Damn lesbian!
Why don't you get up, baby?
Yeah, yeah, I am here, I am coming, coming!
Well if it ain't Sleeping Beauty!
Now I'm out here working
you're still in the sack.
Got something?
Maybe.
Come on in, I'll
fix you some coffee.
What have you got?
They had a shooting last night
down in LaSalle County.
Couple big time ranchers and woman.
Yeah I know but the assailant left on foot.
No known vehicle.
Coming or going.
Anybody else got this?
Not from me.
Left on foot, hey?
Yeah, I hear those were two pretty
bad boys got shot last night.
If that is your guy I'd
say he's got some balls.
All that spelled backwards is desperation.
Do me a favor, will you?
Yeah, sure, what?
Take care of my dog for a couple days.
He's house broken.
Lieutenant Marzack here.
Yes, Lieutenant.
I'll be gone for a couple
of days, hold my messages.
I call in for them.
Yes, Sir.
No baby you can't come this time.
I'm only be gone for a couple of days.
He will take good care of you.
This is a little hunting
I'll have to do without you.
She took a look at me.
And here fire went up.
Cause I'm a man that's hard to find.
Catch a ride to here.
Go to the border to meet the family.
So you had a little trouble here, didn't you?
Looks like you're not
such a p*ssy cat anymore.
Is that Mexico, mamma?
It sure is. Right on the
other side of the river.
It doesn't look so great.
Hey, come on, don't say that.
It's gonna be.
When is daddy coming?
A day after tomorrow.
He's gonna meet us right here on the bridge.
Oh, I need 50 cents.
Thank you.
I like to see the sheriff.
Kenneth Markson.
Federal Bureau of Investigation
for you thank you
I get it right away for you. Thank you.
What can I do for you Mr. Markson?
I understand there was a
little trouble on the...
Potts Ranch last night.
No big deal.
Nobody got killed.
I'm surprised your fellas
are bothering about that.
Really just a local thing.
You want some coffee?
No thanks.
But I sure could use some.
I've been up since four.
Sheriff.
We have reason to believe the Potts incident
involved one of our undercover people.
Is that right?
What happened there last night?
Well, according to the Potts brothers a lone gunmen forced his way into
their home and held them and their misses hostage for about 4 hours.
He shot the boys and took off.
You buy that story?
Potts family are sh*t.
Around here they're damn far from sh*t
so nobody's about to call them liars.
The truth is they get drunk.
Spend their nights looking for
rustlers they claim being hitting on them.
My guess is they grabbed someone, maybe
your man and the story is just a cover-up.
Now I deny I ever said that.
Where are the Potts now?
I dial Rudy out the
hospital if you want to see him.
What about Mrs. Potts?
She's okay, she's home.
I'd like to talk to her.
I get the deputy to take
you over there. No thanks.
You've done enough.
I owe you one.
Yes, senior.
I'd like to see Mrs. Potts.
The sheriff asked me to drop by.
What the hell is going on down here?
Hello Mrs. Potts.
May I come in?
Hey! What do you want? You
shoot all these yourself?
Who are you?
Oh, Kenneth Markson, Federal Bureau of Investigation.
Tell me what happened here last night.
We got shot is what happened what
the hell you think happened?
Mrs. Potts you and your
husband and your brother-in-law
are in a hell of a lot of trouble.
We're in trouble? We were attacked!
Bullshit.
Can't talk to me like
that in my own house.
Well that's without the San
Antonio who dropped by.
Are you crazy, you could get
on the hell out of here.
How does 10 years in prison sound to you?
What?
You people kidnapped an FBI
undercover agent last night.
No!
He's just a kid.
Mrs. Potts.
This look familiar.
Oh, God.
God.
I want to talk to my lawyer.
I got rights.
Calm down.
Here.
How bad was that man hurt?
Don't tell me he's dead.
No no, he wasn't hurt bad.
He ran away.
Mister I didn't have nothing to do with this.
I tried to stop them.
But Rudy.
He wouldn't listen to me.
And anyone could see he wasn't no rustler.
I tried to help him.
I believe you.
Hey hey.
Wait a minute I got something here.
Look, he left this here. My
maid found it last night.
And I was gonna take it into
the sheriff this morning, but I...
forgot.
I bet you did.
Bingo.
You're God damn lucky, lady.
I don't want my man's cover blown so you and your ass
whore husband and brother-in-law are off the hook.
One word about this...
to anyone...
and I'll be back.
Got it?
Yeah I got it.
It's a nice outfit.
Okay, Macon.
You're going to come to me.
Right around here.
Beautiful.
Now we wait.
Come to me baby, you baby you.
Come to me baby, you son of a b*tch.
I said no, God damn it. Get off o me!
I said don't touch me!
F***ing whore.
I said don't touch me, God damn it!
I said no! Don't touch me!
Stop it!
Hey!
Hey!
Get out of the car.
You best beat it, a**hole!
I'm sorry you have to get out that car.
F*** that!
I said get out of the car now, damn it!
Go to hell!
Son of a b*tch!
Son of a b*tch!
Jesus Christ, what is this? Nut night?
That man back there, was he...
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