Public Enemies Page #3

and try to make my way.

You're all packed.

Well, baby,

I'm gonna take you with me.

And you're gonna start a whole

new exciting kind of life.

And what do you want?

Everything.

Right now.

Purvis.

Berman dropped the DeSoto at

Sherone Apartments 20 minutes ago.

Men go in and out of an apartment

rented to a Miss Vi Scott.

They carry heavy suitcases. One

of them looks like Dillinger.

Where are your men?

In cars on Clarendon

and Wilson Avenue.

Blocking vehicles?

The alley?

Who has a line of sight

on the DeSoto to you?

Are they aware that we are

here? Any rapid movements?

No.

Carter,

you keep an eye on

the DeSoto from there.

Barton, you're with me.

Yes?

I'm Special Agent Melvin

Purvis, Miss Scott.

Are you here by yourself?

No. I'm here with my fianc.

And what is your fianc's name?

Leonard McHenry.

May we come in?

Well, please.

I'm perfectly safe,

but come on in.

Something wrong?

You have identification?

Yeah, sure.

Honey, would you get my driver's

license? It's in my jacket pocket.

Sure.

I know you.

You're...

You're Melvin Purvis. Right?

Yeah. I seen your picture.

And what do you do

for a living, Leonard?

I travel in ladies' shoes.

Show him, honey.

Cute, huh?

Well, you enjoy the rest

of your dinner, Mr. McHenry.

Thanks.

Good night.

No one in or out. I'll get

the others. You stay here.

You watch that door

from right there.

Get the men

from Sheridan.

Bureau of Investigation.

What's your name?

You wanna know my name?

Come on.

Baum, you keep an eye

on the alley.

Barton?

Barton.

Where is he?

They're headed east!

Who was in the blocking car?

That was us.

We heard gunfire

so we came here.

Who was it? Dillinger?

The man we let get away

wasn't John Dillinger.

That was Baby Face Nelson.

Get on the floor!

Now! Go!

Y'all get up against that wall.

Go on, all of you.

- This is a stick-up! Up!

Put them up! Up!

Down on the floor,

now! Down!

Put them up! Come on.

Put them up!

This is a stick-up!

Let's go. Come on.

Up!

Where I can see them, up!

Customers, stay calm.

Don't move.

Hey! You! Up!

Hands up!

Move! Empty it!

John Dillinger held up

a bank for $74,000

while you failed to arrest Nelson.

Sir, I take full responsibility.

And I would like

to make a request.

That we transfer men with

special qualifications

to augment the staff

here in Chicago.

There are some former

Texas and Oklahoma lawmen

currently with the Bureau in Dallas.

I thought you understood

what I'm building.

A modern force of professional

young men of the best sort.

I'm afraid our type

cannot get the job done.

Excuse me, I cannot hear you.

Our type cannot get the job done.

I cannot hear you.

Our type cannot

get the job done.

Without qualified help,

I would have to resign

this appointment.

Otherwise, I am leading

my men to slaughter.

Mr. Tolson will call you,

Agent Purvis.

Did he say what he looked like?

Didn't say.

You gentlemen need any help?

Thank you, no.

Shine?

Morning.

How you doing?

I'm doing all right.

Agent Winstead?

That's right.

It's a pleasure.

Welcome to Chicago. We have a lot

of work to do here on Mr. Dillinger.

Another time.

Yes, sir. Thank you, sir.

Have a nice day.

Put Johnny Patton down front

on the other four tracks.

It's hot out, right?

Yes, Frank.

Ever since those pricks

shot me, I can't get warm.

What?

Some people from

Chicago over there.

Johnny.

What do you say we meet you

in Tucson around the 25th?

Okay.

All right.

I heard one today.

Indiana paper,

"Wanted, John Dillinger,

dead or dead."

I think we wore out

the Midwest for a while.

What?

Come out to the Colonial tonight.

It's our joint. Be my guest.

The best steaks in Miami.

You're not gonna

take our picture, are you?

No pictures.

All right. We'll be there.

Thank you for taking me

on this trip.

You going somewhere, doll?

Am I?

No.

Don't kid a kidder.

Then don't play me for a fool.

We both know I end up back

checking coats at the Steuben Club,

one way or the other.

What does that mean?

You don't think past today

or tomorrow. And eventually,

they will catch you or kill you

and I don't want to be

there when that happens.

Who gave you a crystal ball?

I don't need one.

Ask Homer.

Ask Homer what?

And his goddamn joke,

"dead or dead."

You ain't going nowhere,

you hear me?

I'm gonna die an old man

in your arms.

We're too good for them.

They ain't tough enough,

smart enough or fast enough.

I hit any bank I want any time.

They got to be at

every bank all the time.

That's why we're

on top of the world.

Ain't nobody

lay a glove on us.

No.

I ain't going nowhere.

Neither are you.

What do you got

to say about that?

Hi, folks.

Afternoon. Got a reservation for

a Mr. and Mrs. Frank Sullivan.

I can send up some sandwiches

and beer if you like.

That'd be swell.

Some friends of mine

should be here already,

a J.C. Davies and a Mr. Clark?

Out shopping, I believe.

I'll let them know you're

in when they get back.

Okey-doke.

The elevator's

right down that way.

Thank you very much.

You look like you

could use some company.

How's about me and my friend Prince

Albert come and pay you a visit?

Get on in here, both of you.

Johnny! Johnny!

Put some clothes on, miss.

What the hell

happened, boys?

There was a fire in the hotel.

Firemen found our guns.

They called the cops.

Where they taking you?

We're getting

shanghaied to Ohio.

Where's Billie?

Your girl's been put on

a bus back to Chicago.

We ain't holding her.

Right this way.

Well,

here's the man who

killed Pretty Boy Floyd.

Damn good thing he was pretty,

'cause he sure wasn't Whiz Kid Floyd.

Tell me something,

Mr. Purvis.

That fellow, the one who got

killed at the Sherone Apartments,

the newspaper said

you found him alive.

It's the eyes, ain't it?

They look at you

right before they go.

And then they just

drift away into nothing.

That'll keep you up nights.

And what keeps you up

nights, Mr. Dillinger?

Coffee.

You act like a confident

man, Mr. Purvis.

You got a few qualities.

Probably pretty good

from a distance,

especially when you got

the fellow outnumbered.

But up close, toe to toe,

when somebody's about to

die right here, right now,

I'm used to that.

What about you?

Goodbye, Mr. Dillinger.

I'll see you down the road.

No, you will not.

The only way that you

will leave a jail cell

is when we take you out

to execute you.

Well, we'll see about that.

You ought to get yourself

another line of work, Melvin.

Hey, I was just kidding.

I believe I'm gonna let you

boys keep me here a while.

We'd like that, Johnny, but

don't get too comfortable.

They're moving you.

Where to?

Indiana.

Why?

I have absolutely nothing

I want to do in Indiana.

He's here.

Back up, fellas.

Back up.

We'll take custody now.

Take the manacles off.

Are you glad

to see Indiana again?

About as glad as Indiana

is to see me, I suppose.

Did you smuggle the guns into

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