High Sierra Page #5

Nothing special, that is.

You know what I mean?

I'm gonna take a run to L.A.

I can't stand this waiting around.

Let me go along, will you?

I sure would like to take in a movie.

- All right. Get your things and my hat.

- I won't be a second.

We'll be back in plenty of time,

in case Mendoza calls.

If he ever calls. I don't like

the way he's stalling around.

I just don't like it.

- Hey, you guys keep your noses clean.

- Yeah, sure, Roy.

- Roy, Pard's following us.

- Go on home, Pard. Go back.

Roy, let's take him along with us.

Well, I gotta leave him sometime.

Yeah, you gotta leave him sometime,

so let's take him now.

All right.

Here, boy.

- You gonna take in a movie?

- I don't care. I just came for the ride.

I'd better take care of Pard

if you're going to a movie.

- Where you going?

- To see some people, friends of mine.

What's their racket?

They're not in any racket.

He's a farmer from Ohio, lost his farm.

There's him and Ma

and his granddaughter.

- Granddaughter, huh?

- Yeah, her name's Velma.

Just had an operation on her foot.

Mighty pretty girl.

Is she?

Yeah.

Yeah, and decent.

- Hello, Pa.

- Hello, Roy. Well, I'll be doggone.

- Where you been?

- How's Velma?

- You wouldn't know her.

- She's walking?

She's still in bed,

but the doctor says in a few days...

...she can dance and nobody would

ever know she was crippled.

- Say, that's great.

- Hello, boy. Hello. It's a cute little fella.

- Roy, it's about time.

- Hey, Ma, cut that out.

Roy's a nice-looking fella,

and I'm jealous.

Come on in and see Velma.

She'll be glad to see you.

Roy, you look so good.

Mabel's husband's at work,

and Mabel's uptown...

...so you got her

all to yourself today, Roy.

Well, I hear you're all right.

- She wants to kiss you.

- Oh, Ma.

We were wondering

what happened to you.

Well, I've been pretty busy. Did it hurt

much when they fixed your foot?

Oh, it didn't hurt at all.

I didn't even know it.

We'll never get through thanking you,

Roy. It was wonderful of you.

Say, I got a big business deal

coming up...

...and if it goes through the way

I think it ought to, I can quit for life.

Oh, that's fine, Roy.

Did you tell Pa?

I was thinking that if this deal

goes through the way it ought to...

...that I'd like to take a trip

around the world, and I was just...

Well, you see what I mean, Velma?

Yes, I see.

I was thinking that if you didn't

want to take a trip around the world...

...what would you like to do?

You see, Velma,

I'd sure like to marry you.

I ain't so old, and I'm gonna have

plenty of dough someday.

Gee, I don't know.

You sure been wonderful to us, Roy...

...and Pa says there's no better man

than you, but, Roy...

You got somebody back home, I guess.

Well, yes. In a way, I have.

He's figuring on coming out here

to marry you?

Well, I don't know. I may go back there.

I ought to be hearing from him any day.

Are you crazy about him, Velma?

Well, I guess that lets me out.

But we can still be friends, though,

can't we, Roy?

When will we see you again?

I don't know.

But I'll be walking in a few days. You

simply must come back to see me walk.

Why, of course he will.

Yeah.

I'll come back and see Velma walk.

- What's wrong, pet?

- He wants me to marry him, Pa.

And I said I wouldn't on account of Lon.

I don't love Roy, Pa.

I'm not crippled anymore, Pa...

...and from now on,

I'm gonna have fun...

...dressing up and going places

and dancing.

I'll dance all night long if I want to.

Oh, I know what Roy did for me, Pa...

...but I don't love him.

- Oh, I just don't love him.

- Oh, there, there, now.

Good morning. A man phoned

in a telegram for Mr. Collins.

Hello, Pard, you hard-luck dog, you.

Yeah, it's from Mendoza.

Tonight's the night.

Here are the three hammers.

Shall I take the sledge, Roy?

I don't know. I never cracked

a safety deposit box before.

Why can't Mendoza open those boxes?

It'd be a tip-off

that it was an inside job.

The cops would pinch him,

and he'd sing.

- Roy, what about Pard?

- Oh, yeah.

Take him to Algernon. Tell him

to lock him up. Here's 5 bucks.

- Why not take him along?

- Imagine taking a dog on a caper.

- I'd watch after him.

- You do as I tell you.

Well, I guess that's everything.

When we get into the hotel,

don't anybody look up, no matter what.

That's my business. Nobody's gonna

bother you, and I mean nobody.

Are there any questions?

Marie and I are heading for L.A.

With the jewelry.

Take the dough here. When you hear

from us, bring the dough to L.A.

All right?

Well, I guess we're all set.

I'm glad Marie's going.

She's got more nerve than most guys.

We'll make up her share between us.

- That's fair.

- Fair enough.

You bet. It's worth it to have

someone watch out for the car.

I'll never forget a guy I knew.

Petty Garrison.

Him and another creep waltz in

to knock over a store...

...and he leaves the heap outside

with the engine running.

They come out ahead of a shotgun

blast, somebody snitched.

So they ducks down an alley

and runs right into a copper.

- What a mess.

- You think of the prettiest stories to tell.

- They was smalltime, not like us.

- We wasn't big till this one.

- I don't feel big.

- Roy feels big.

Cut the gab and get going.

Pard's locked in. He knows something's

up. He's scratching at the door.

That little mutt's a plain nuisance.

- That's Pard. I told you he knew.

- Shut up and get in the car.

I wish that dog would stop howling.

Gives me the creeps.

- What's wrong with you?

- It's Pard. He's following us.

- He can't follow us far at night.

- Oh, Roy, you can't.

Who says I can't? What I ought to do

is put a bullet through his head.

We ain't got enough trouble

without a fool dog?

Let him in.

Poor little fella, got no home.

Got nobody, have you?

Well, of all the 14-carat saps. Starting

out on a caper with a woman and a dog.

- Lf he spoils this job, I'Il...

- Oh, you're full of talk.

I think you're glad.

- Mendoza!

- Shut up.

One move, I'll fill your pants

full of lead. Over there!

- I will, sir.

- Open it up, quick.

- How's it going?

- Having a little trouble with the boxes.

How you doing?

Got a few more.

This is really something.

- Quiet, peaceful little hotel.

- Nice time of night to build a house.

- Oh, Bob.

- Get over there. Shut up.

- Move over there. Move fast.

- Bob, my rings. Stop them.

- Look, my friend, you can't do this.

- Sit down.

You won't get hurt. Hey, you.

- Yes, sir.

- Sit over there.

- Go on, go on. Hurry up.

- Yes, sir.

Heist them, buddy.

You've got to take me. I never

thought we'd shoot somebody!

He won't croak. I shot low.

Go on, get in that car.

Police! Police!

Hey, he's taking the wrong road.

- The coppers will go to the fire now.

- Oh, Roy, those boys.

Smalltimers for small jobs.

They lost their heads.

This one was just too big.

- Hey, you feeling better now?

- Still kind of wobbly.

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