Eye of the Tiger Page #3

They're just playing with you,

you know.

Soon enough, they're gonna kill ya.

You ever stop to think

if you hadn't come back here,

none of this would've happened?

If you hadn't gone into Rosales' bar,

maybe you wouldn't

have gone to state prison.

It was self-defense.

No, you don't get the slammer

for self-defense.

Well, you were there.

You saw what happened.

But it don't matter now,

does it?

Buck, that shotgun's

a parole violation.

Well, come on and take me in.

Take me in!

You don't know, do you, kid?

You're already dead.

Do me a favor, huh?

Get outta this town.

Let these maggots have it.

I'll fix up this plane, and I'll fly you

the hell outta here myself.

I'm not running.

Well, I am in a few more days.

Get outta here before they find out

where you are and blow up my Stearman.

UntiI Jen is strong enough to traveI,

I'd like to have a guard on her.

Is there anybody you can trust?

No.

Hey...

I'll see what I can do, okay?

Okay, thanks.

You're gonna be able

to go home in a few days, okay?

And while I'm not here, Jimmy here

is gonna stay and take care of you.

He's a reaI nice guy,

and he loves paper dolls.

Don't you?

Oh, yeah. You bet.

They're my favorite.

Yeah, okay.

- Daddy?

- What?

Do I have to go home?

I'm scared.

We'll work something out.

Take care now.

I just got your...

Shh. She's trying to go to sleep.

Come on out in the hall.

Night, honey.

This is Charlie Henderson, my man.

He's gonna watch things for us.

- Good.

- This is Buck.

- How you doing, Buck?

- Thanks a lot.

- Where you going?

- You got some change?

Yeah, I think.

What... what do you want it for?

I'm gonna call the county D.A.

Yeah, well, what does me being

on probation have to do with anything?

Look, I served my time.

Now I'm in trouble

and I need help.

No, my parole officer is the sheriff.

He's the frigging problem.

That's what I've been trying

to tell you!

No, you're not listening to me!

Look, these people

killed my wife,

and nobody's doing

a thing about it.

And my daughter's in the...

Yes, there were witnesses.

What about me, for chrissake?

- Damn it.

- Where you going?

I'm gonna go get a witness.

I suppose you need my help.

I suppose you want me to blow

my pension just to save your white ass!

- Hey, Matthews!

- Come on, J.B.

Nice to see you.

Thanks for comin' in.

Buckle up.

- What's going on?

- Run! Get outta here!

Come on.

Inside, quickly!

He's alive,

God damn it!

Goddamn!

Hang on!

- F***ing great.

- Damn it.

You drive!

Come on, let's go!

Come on! Come on!

Get us outta here!

Come on!

I'll put this truck right up his ass.

Come on, Buck!

Now.

He's still alive.

Unfortunately, he can't speak.

Oh, sh*t.

- Somebody caved in his larynx.

- Damn it!

Perhaps the boy can write.

You know, I don't think

he likes you very much.

Why don't you let me

handle it from here?

Go on.

Let me handle it from here.

Buck.

Look, I tried.

Maybe the boy will talk,

but they're gonna retaliate!

You gotta forget about vengeance

now and protect yourself!

How, Father?

I-27.

I got it!

I-30.

N-35!

Excuse me a minute.

What in God's sake

is wrong with you people?

Don't you know

what's going on out there,

or are you just pretending

not to see it?

I can't believe this.

This place is crawling with lice,

and you're acting

like it's Mayberry R.F.D.

You know, when I went

off to Vietnam to fight,

I wasn't fighting for patriotism

or some flag or some country.

I was fighting for this town

so I could come back

and marry Christie...

...have kids and raise a family,

have a normaI life.

You know, it don't matter

how we wish things were.

It matters how we deaI

with how they are.

Now, you gave

Sheriff Copeland this town.

You gave it to him.

He's got it. He ain't gonna give it back.

It's as simple as that.

And I'll tell you what. The next person

that dies might be your wife or your kid.

So I wanna know...

who is gonna help me?

God.

O-64.

- Thanks, Jimmy.

- Hey, man.

I appreciate it.

- Be back tonight, okay?

- Oh, yeah. I'll be here.

Okay. Thanks.

- Hi.

- Hi.

I just wanna say about the...

Jennifer's gonna be okay.

I was...

Don't worry about it.

Really. It's my job.

Well...

do you need a ride home?

Yeah, as a matter of fact,

I do need one.

- Okay, good. Let's go.

- Great.

It always makes me shiver.

I hope nothing's wrong.

Yeah.

Can I buy you a beer?

No, thanks.

Not tonight.

Come on.

I think it'd do you good.

Okay.

Great.

I'm afraid

I'm not very good company.

Don't worry.

I grew up with these people.

Thought I knew 'em.

I can't believe

they live this way.

They're afraid, Buck.

So am I.

I don't know if you know...

...but I just spent

some time in prison...

...and you have

a lot of time to think.

And what I thought about most

was what I had had.

I thought about what I had

after I lost it.

You really don't know what you have

untiI it's taken away.

I'm sorry.

It's okay.

Well, how are you doing?

I'm doing fine.

Good.

Well, I mean, nothing will be

the same or anything...

But I'm fine.

Well, that's good.

Come here.

Turn around.

Come on.

Where'd you learn this?

I'm a nurse, remember?

Feels good.

Yeah?

Yeah.

They've got Jennifer.

God.

Not even a child, a helpless child,

is safe in this hospitaI

in this damn town!

Why are you persecuting that boy?

You put him in prison

for no reason.

You know it, I know it,

the town knows it.

- Does God know it?

- Look, don't mention God to me.

Take it easy, okay?

Your people took my daughter.

I wanna know where.

Okay.

That's twenty-five seconds.

You got 20 seconds now.

Here you go.

You better write it fast.

Fine. Son of a b*tch.

Matthews. You've done it now, boy.

Hold it right there.

You're under arrest.

I said hold it!

You f***ed with me and my town.

- Put that away!

- Stay out of it, Padre.

You better shoot me, too,

'cause I'll testify.

Sh*t.

Sh*t!

I knew you'd be

around here somewhere.

You got a plan?

God damn it.

Black pirate to carrier.

Where are you?

Comin' at ya.

Get movin', brother!

I'm on my way.

iCabron!

A**hole.

Sh*t!

Mayday!

Get the hell outta here!

I love it!

I f***in' love it!

Look out!

Stop firing!

Matthews!

You son of a b*tch...

you and me!

Get him!

Kill that son of a b*tch,

I said!

Stay down.

Stay down.

Get over here.

My f***in' Stearman, man.

They hit my Stearman.

I ain't jumpin'!

I have no parachute, baby!

I'm comin' in all the way!

Nobody can stop me!

I am the greatest!

The black pirate is comin' in.

Come on, J.B.! Come on, get in, buddy!

Get in! Hang on!

Sh*t.

Hey, boys, there may be

some press photographers here,

so get over there and look good.

Sheriff!

Look there!

All right! Get it up here!

Get in there and swing it around.

Move your ass.

Bring that around over here.

Come on.

Pull it in over there.

That's it.

Stop!

Stop it right there.

Right there, stop him!

Get him! Arrest him!

Buck Matthews,

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