Key Largo Page #6

Mr. Temple!

The storm's passing.

A torn shutter or two,

some trash on the beach...

In a few hours, there'll be little

to remind you of what happened.

Will we ever see you again?

The storm.

It's passing.

- Will we?

- I hope so.

Why don't you stay here with us?

You're most welcome.

Go on, tell him.

If he decides to stay here with us,

we'd be most happy.

Go on, tell Frank.

Have you any folks?

I'd be proud to have you

regard us as your family.

Maybe that isn't what Frank wants.

I don't mean to set onto you.

Think it over.

Don't give your answer right away.

Hey, boss! Hey, boss!

- What's the matter?

- The boat's gone!

He did it.

I told him I'd kill him.

He did it just the same.

Maybe he'll come back.

The storm's over.

Why not?

He believed I'd kill him.

What'll we do?

- We can't stay here!

- Can we?

Hey, boss?

Your mistake, sister.

- We're not in any trouble.

- Got something?

There's another boat out there.

It ain't much, but it'll get us to Cuba.

Who's going to run it?

Him.

Mr. Temple!

You not good man!

You not let nobody in!

That's no good!

Tom Osceola.

- Tom! Tom...

- Shut up!

You leave women and baby out in storm?

That no good!

You no more friend.

We no do like you say anymore!

No go Ben Wade!

You no good friend to Indian!

You told me you sent them away.

You lied to me. They were outside

my door during the whole storm.

- So what?

- They might've died out there.

And who cares?

You filth.

What he said, you can run a boat.

That's a fact?

His first sweetheart was a boat.

You're taking us to Cuba.

- Why should I?

- You know what'll happen if you don't.

I won't take you.

You'd rather die than take us?

I didn't say that.

You won't kill me.

I'm your only chance of getting away.

There's other ways of getting

at you. Right, Toots?

Right.

- Maybe I'm up to them.

- You wouldn't be.

After a few minutes of Toots,

you'll begin to ask questions like:

"What if I come out of this

a cripple?"

And "Do I care whether they make

their getaway or don't?"

All your answers

would be right ones.

- I'm not so sure.

- I am.

Of course, if you're anxious

to find out...

...just how good you are at taking it,

we'll accommodate you.

But I warn you...

...Toots hasn't had much practice.

Kind of rusty.

Might slip.

And that would be too bad.

Because you made real sense

upstairs when you said...

...one Rocco more or less

ain't worth dying for.

Ziggy!

The law!

One wrong word out of anybody

and he gets it...

...the same as Sawyer did.

Understand me, old man?

Now, you, sister, let him in.

Good evening.

I'm looking for Sawyer.

Is he here?

Has he been here?

That's funny. He put a call

into me from here about 7:00.

Did he?

Good evening.

Folks.

Pretty good blow.

Did some damage, I see.

Power lines are down

in a couple of places.

- How's the road?

- Passable.

I'm trying to locate Sawyer.

Seen him, anybody?

Have you seen Sawyer?

He was here. I know

because he called me from here.

About 7:
00.

I called back

a few minutes later.

Somebody answered.

Was it one of you?

I did.

Oh, you?

I came down from upstairs

when you called.

Nobody was around,

so I answered.

Probably he stopped in to call.

Then he went on and got caught

in the storm.

He's stalled along the road

right now, probably.

He ain't between here

and Palm Grove.

And he wouldn't have called me

unless it was special.

Seen the Osceola brothers?

Have you?

I figured that was what it was about.

His call, I mean.

The Osceola brothers.

Couple of Indians busted out of jail,

and we're looking for them.

I'll take a run down Matecumbe Way.

If Sawyer shows up, tell him

to wait. I'll be back.

See you later.

First visit to the Keys, Mr...?

Brown.

Late in the season for a storm.

They usually hit early summer.

- Is that so?

- Been doing any fishing?

There's no better fishing

than on the Keys.

See you later.

It's him!

Sawyer!

He's murdered!

I didn't wanna say anything.

It's not my business.

But those Indians you were

talking about, they were here.

The Osceolas?

They were here during the storm.

They left a couple of minutes ago.

Stop!

Stop or I'll shoot!

Watch yourselves.

Stay in line.

He's dead!

Your Indians murdered Sawyer!

You lied to me.

You said you hadn't

seen the Osceolas. You lied.

Sawyer was here. He called

because he'd found the Osceolas.

They tried to hide it

by sinking his body...

...but the storm tore his body loose

and threw it up!

Right at your door!

And that's where the crime belongs,

at your door.

You probably knew they killed Sawyer.

I wouldn't put it past you!

And I'm gonna lay charges

naming you as accessory.

What was the shooting?

The Osceolas tried to get away.

I killed them both.

Brown, what's your first name?

Howard.

Address?

Hotel Central, Milwaukee.

- How long you gonna be here?

- A week.

Haven't I seen you

someplace before?

I don't think so.

You.

Hoff. Richard.

Hotel Central, Milwaukee.

We're all together.

Your full name.

Frank McCloud.

No address.

What are you doing here?

Passing through.

You.

Bass. Edward Bass.

Hotel Central, Milwaukee.

We're all together.

How far to Key West?

How far to Key West?

About 100 miles.

Some hurricane.

Thought it would blow us

right out into the ocean.

Had to pull up on the road for

a couple of hours till it blew over.

That's some hurricane.

I'll be back in the morning.

Can we get something to eat?

Can we?

In there, everybody.

Hi, Ziggy!

Johnny- boy! How are you?

What do you know?

You're a sight for sore eyes!

Come on in.

Hey, boys!

Ziggy!

It's sure great

to see you again, pal.

Well, it sure is swell.

You put on a little weight.

Now wait a minute.

- Look who's talking!

- Oh, look out!

Say, guess who's here.

Who?

Gaye, where are you?

Gaye Dawn!

Don't tell me!

Well, I'll be...

Say, she's as pretty as ever.

Where you been all the time

Johnny was away?

Around.

If I'd have known that, I'd have

tried to beat Johnny's time.

Same old Ziggy!

All right, baby.

I know you fellas

are in a hurry, huh?

Lou!

Paper has a good feel.

Lathe work's okay.

Portrait's good.

No breaks in the lines.

Serial numbers check out?

Yeah, naturally.

Back color's okay.

High- class merchandise.

Hey, fella, what are you gonna do?

Don't go with them.

They'd wait till you get them

to Cuba, then kill you.

You'd never walk off that boat.

She's right. Tell them you'll go,

or they'll hurt you.

Then when you get outside, run.

Try to get away.

It's your only chance, fella.

Frank, what are you thinking?

You were right.

Your head says one thing...

...and your whole life says another.

Your head always loses.

Out there in the dark,

make a break for it.

Run, fella!

Yeah, that's what my head says.

You gonna make a fight of it?

I've got to.

Not that one Rocco more or less makes

any difference in this world.

What I said upstairs still goes.

I haven't changed my tune.

It's just that...

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