Saboteur Page #2

- Oh, I don't know.

Hey, buddy.

Hold the wheel a while, will you?

I'm a nicotine addict.

Hey, watch it, bud!

Stay on this side of the white line.

Where do you wanna get off

when we get to Springville?

It doesn't matter.

Drop me in the middle of town.

The minute you get to Springville,

you're in the middle of the town.

The next minute, the place is a memory.

Whole town isn't a city block long.

You going to one of those big ranches?

- Yeah.

- I'd be glad to drop you off.

That's it! Deep Springs Ranch.

Hey! Say, that's a whale of a big place.

Got a chance of a job there?

Yeah. I think so.

You ought to like it. Nice climate.

The police!

Maybe something's happened!

- I'd like to talk with you out here.

- Yeah, sure.

Stay here. I'll be right back.

Hey, bud! Come on. Everything's fixed.

Good night, Officer.

Can you imagine a thing like that?

Cop, sirens, the whole works!

One of my tail lights went out.

That's the trucking game

for you in a nutshell.

"Calling all highway patrolmen."

"Be on lookout

for a man named Barry Kane."

"Last seen on Highway 99.

He has dark brown hair, blue eyes,

height about six feet two,

no hat, around 25 years old."

"Calling all highway patrolmen."

"Calling all highway patrolmen."

How do you do?

Is... uh... Mr Frank Fry here?

No, this is Mr Tobin's ranch.

Oh. Uh... Could I speak to Mr Tobin?

Well, I'll see. Just a minute.

You wait here, please.

There. We've got the ball.

- Throw it to me.

- A young man to see you, sir.

Throw it to me. Where is Daddy's girl?

What did you say, Adele?

- Who wants to see me?

- A young man, sir.

- He came to ask for a Mr Fry.

- Oh.

Well. Have him come out here, will you?

- Yes, sir.

- Throw me the ball.

Here comes your granddaddy.

Mr Tobin will see you.

Follow me, please.

How do you do? I'm Charles Tobin.

This is my daughter, Mrs Brown.

Well, I'm not gonna ask you

to excuse the informality.

We're all informal out here

at Deep Springs Ranch.

- That's one of the rules.

- I see.

Want me to take Suzy?

No, Suzy isn't gonna disturb us at all.

Just let her play right here.

I'll see she doesn't fall in the pool.

Alright.

Well, shall we sit out here?

It seems a shame to go indoors

on such a beautiful day.

Yes, it does.

You wanted to see

me about something, huh?

Yes, sir.

I'm looking for a man named Fry.

I met him up in Los Angeles.

I understand he lives here.

Oh, no. No. Fry, huh?

Frank Fry. I'm afraid I don't know

anybody with that name.

Wait a minute. Fry.

I've heard that name somewhere.

- I just can't place it.

- Uh-huh.

Uh... There used to be a fellow

with a name something like that,

worked around here.

No. No. It wasn't Fry.

Well, I'm afraid you

found the wrong address.

Well, it couldn't be one

of the cowhands, or -

No, I know the names of all my men.

Wait a minute.

My next door neighbour -

"Next door neighbour."

He lives 20 miles from here.

But he may know. I'll telephone him.

- Oh, no, please don't.

- No, no! Not at all.

You look as though

you've had a hard journey.

Too bad if you came

all this way for nothing.

If you'll just wait, we can find out.

Will you see that Suzy

doesn't fall into the pool?

Yes, sir.

Hey. Come here.

Come over here.

Oh, so you're a ball player, are you?

Let me have it.

Come on. Throw me the ball.

Throw me the other one. Come on.

Throw it to me. Come on.

Give me the ball.

That's fine. Fine!

Now, I'll throw it back.

Where are you going?

Uh-oh. Don't do that.

Leave those where they are.

Leave them right there.

Wanna be a good girl?

Put these back where you found them.

No, no, Suzy. The gentleman says

put them back where you found them.

The gentleman knows

that you must be careful

with letters that don't belong to you.

Probably I'm prejudiced,

but it seems to me

that Suzy is a pretty cute young lady.

Yeah, she's great.

Where's Frank Fry?

Really, you must do something

about that memory of yours.

It wasn't a minute ago that

you read a telegram that Fry sent me.

And it said that

he was on his way to Soda City.

- Don't you remember that?

- Where's Soda City?

Well, I haven't given it much thought,

but I wouldn't imagine

there'd be an overabundance

of Soda Cities on the map.

You could find out some way.

"...bringing you the headlines."

"Los Angeles:
The fire

in the Stewart Aircraft Works

where one man was killed

and many injured,

and half a million dollars

worth of damage caused,

has been

definitely set down to sabotage."

"Police have traced

the incendiary blaze to Barry Kane - "

Don't want any more of that.

Think you'd be rather bored with

the descriptions of yourself.

Or maybe you never get tired of them.

Well, I am. I've been listening

to those reports all morning.

Alright, you knew me. What about it?

Oh, quite a lot about it, Mr Kane.

You've become too famous

to remain so modest.

Tell me one thing.

Why are you covering up Frank Fry?

What's a man like you in this for?

Young man, I don't know

what you're talking about.

I think you do!

Frank Fry is a saboteur who doesn't

mind killing Americans for money.

You must watch yourself, Mr Kane.

I'm telling you

this for your own benefit,

but you have the makings

of an outstanding bore.

You can't get away with this, Tobin!

Even if I don't stop you, others will.

A man like you can't last

in a country like this.

Very pretty speech.

Youthful, passionate, idealistic.

You see, I've already sent for the police.

You can't bluff me.

You're hooked, and you know it.

Must I remind you

that you are the fugitive, and not I?

I'm a prominent citizen,

widely respected.

You are an obscure young workman

wanted for the committing

of an extremely unpopular crime.

Which of us do you think

the police will believe?

Oh, you must think me

a very poor host, Mr Kane.

Now, don't you feel that a long,

cold drink is indicated?

I found out everything

you're gonna tell me.

- I'll have to do the rest by myself.

- You're going to leave us?

Adele, Adele! Mr Kane is going!

I'm sorry. You'll stop, please.

- What does that shoot? Water?

- Bullets, I'm afraid.

You shouldn't be so anxious

to leave us, you'll hurt our feelings.

You make it very hard for me

to refuse your invitations.

- Suzy, come on.

- No, no, Suzy! Come here.

Hello, Suzy.

You know where we're going?

For a piggyback ride.

You like piggyback rides?

Dick, Joe! Get after him!

Hurry up! Get him!

Get after him! Hurry up!

- Come on. Get going.

- You can't take me away like this!

Don't tell us what we can't do, chum.

You've gotta get him!

Just because he's got a big ranch

and a fancy pool

doesn't mean he's a nice guy.

- Find out the things he's been doing!

- Sure, sure.

Just come on along.

The baby had the letters!

Oh, Suzy would be only

too glad to co-operate,

but it'll be months before

she'll be of any assistance.

No, no, Suzy.

Those are not for Suzy.

Those are for the gentleman.

Alright, let's go.

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