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Get in the car!

- How do you do?

- How do you do?

- My name's Irving Greenfield.

- How do you do?

We've got to ditch this car. It's hot.

Then we've got to find a hideout...

and then we've got to get

another getaway car!

Okay, we'll go to my house,

we'll change cars...

then we'll go to my uncle's beach place.

We can stay there.

There's nobody out there now...

Wait a minute. Who said that you

could make all the decisions?

I should be making the decisions.

That was a good decision

that you made there.

- Wasn't that a good one that she made?

- Thank you.

- You're right.

- Right.

All right, Billy Joe, what is it?

Somebody broke in the old file room,

and they got Caffrey's records.

And?

And they got your records. Everybody's.

Oh, my God!

We've got the roads blocked.

The airport. Everything.

They'll never get out of town.

I've been nice to him long enough.

Now I'm gonna kill him.

Have you got '71 there?

'68 and '72 are all mixed up.

Yes.

Not on the pages!

- It's a Class 1 indictment.

- I wish you wouldn't yell at me.

You better get to a phone

and call my office.

Where the hell am I gonna find

a phone at 5:
00 in the morning?

I think we can use a little

more firewood, don't you?

Right.

Probably some driftwood

out on the beach.

Probably.

Want to give me a hand?

I'll give you two.

They're going out on the beach

to get some driftwood...

for the fire.

Race you!

I bet they're gonna

walk in the moonlight.

Good luck to them. If there's moonlight,

they'll walk in it. Right?

You're a very masculine man.

Lady, will you give me a break, please?

- I'll bet you think I've never been married.

- I don't care.

I've never been married.

In fact, I've never even been...

Lady!

I'm strangely attracted to you.

Oh, my...

God!

- Feet warm?

- Yes, very toasty.

Know what?

What?

I don't know anything about you.

I don't know anything about me, either.

I don't believe that.

I think you know exactly who you are.

I think I was born about

100 years too late.

I should have been around...

when not having any style was in style.

You're crazy, McKlusky.

You've got style.

You got a lot of style.

Really?

I styled myself right into prison.

Two times.

Four years.

I do one thing good, though.

What's that?

Make pretty babies.

- Oh, yeah?

- Yeah.

I can prove it.

Who asked you to?

I'm talking about my

9-year-old daughter.

She's about 9 years old, going on 35.

Where's her mother?

I don't know.

After a couple of years,

she got tired of waiting...

and cutout.

You gonna have some kids sometime?

No.

Ever been to New York City?

- What?

- New York.

Have you ever been to New York?

No.

I hear the only gators they got

up there are in the sewer.

Yes, sir.

Hell, that bugs me.

People come down here

and buy baby alligators.

They go back, and when they

get bored with them...

they flush them down the toilet.

You know what they live on in there?

In the sewers?

Live on giant balls of Tubifex worms.

They're about 12 feet across,

and they go rolling down the sewers.

And they live on that, and sewer rats.

They say they get to be 10 feet.

Do you know what they want

me to do at the station?

They want me to fill this in.

Do you think this looks better?

You mean, the gap filled?

Fill the gap.

Come on. What do you think?

Do you want me to be honest?

Yes.

I think you look a lot better that way.

Male chauvinist porker!

Sure is dark out here.

Quite exciting.

Do you like the ocean?

- I love the ocean.

- Me, too.

It's beautiful.

Sometimes...

I hate to look at it

all at once, though.

I have to look at it a

little bit at a time.

I'm afraid if I look at it all

at once, it'll disappear.

That's the way I have to look at you.

A little bit at a time.

I'm afraid if I look at you all

at once, you'll disappear.

Okay.

You charmed the shirt...

right off my back.

Now what?

Take off Uncle Hunsy's hat.

You got it.

I don't want to get up.

You gotta get up.

What do you want to do?

I want to win a Pulitzer Prize...

and make love to you on the

terrace of a New York apartment.

A penthouse, in fact.

Settle for an old Rotary

Club football trophy...

and a hump in the swamp?

I wouldn't.

I didn't think you would.

You're right.

I'll race you back to the house.

Come on.

Rainbow Club...

$5,473.

- Joe's Market...

- Good morning.

Damn it, McKlusky, you better get

on the phone to Joe Bridger.

It'll take him two hours to get here.

- How will I find a phone?

- I know where there's one.

She knows where there's a phone.

Wait, we need some groceries.

I made out a list.

Lots of cat food and some sandwiches.

You all behave now.

You all behave.

Seven...

eight...

six...

eight...

nine.

Hi, Billy Raybolt.

We found your lost dog.

How much is the reward this time?

Excuse me, I gotta make an important call.

You guys want to step out a minute?

- Just step out a second.

- Tell him we found his lost dog.

He don't believe me.

- Who am I talking to?

- Billy Raybolt.

Billy...

they got...

Billy, they got your dog.

It don't matter who I am.

We got your dog.

How do I know?

'Cause I'm stepping all over him.

Now come get your damn dog!

Here.

Hi. This is Jimmy.

He said he ain't coming.

Why?

'Cause you cursed at him. He ain't

coming till you tell him you're sorry.

Look...

Hello, Billy?

Sorry.

What?

I cross my heart and hope to die.

Stick my... Shove...

Stick my finger in the sky.

Point my finger in the sky.

Okay, now come get your frigging dog.

Okay, out.

I want to make a collect

call to Mr. Jack Bridger.

That news lady's uncle owns a beach

house at 53 Outer Island Lane.

It's out past the boatyard.

All right.

But you keep your guys in,

and let me handle it. Okay?

We don't have time for

you to get back to me.

Get somebody down here.

53 Outer Island Lane...

Dunston Beach.

Right.

- How much was the reward for the dog?

- $1.

Apiece.

- Thanks.

- Thanks.

I'm gonna change Red's name to

Mr. Greenfield, 'cause he's so sweet.

Gee, that's terrific.

Go for it.

Try it, partner.

You can reach it.

You're thinking about it, ain't you?

Go ahead.

You might even make it.

Get her the hell out of here.

Let me go! My babies!

Bring her and come on.

- Right in the balls!

- Damn it!

Move, now!

Aggie, we gotta get outta here.

We gotta get outta here, now.

Stay.

Afternoon.

Afternoon, sir.

You got any empty rooms?

This time of season we got a lot

of empty rooms. Take your pick.

- How about that one way down on the end?

- Down there?

You don't have to go that far.

I ain't gonna bother you none.

I just got married.

Newlyweds, you know,

we'd like a little privacy.

Newlywed, huh?

Just got married?

Gonna make some noise tonight?

Maybe a little.

Okay.

Why don't we fill this

card out, let's see...

how'd you like "Mr. Smith," "Mr. Jones"?

Gator McKlusky.

Greenfield's dead.

I'm positive he's dead.

And there'll be some more people dead

if you don't get down here soon.

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