Silver Streak Page #5

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- Is he with the feds?

- Who?

This guy Rembrandt.

Rembrandt is dead!

Dead? That makes four.

Listen, you sure

you're not making this up as you go along?

I got better things to do

than listen to that kind of funnin'.

That's my hotline. You take the

time to get your facts straight.

When I come back I want your answers

clear and to the point. Got that?

And you can start with who shot Rembrandt.

Hello! Yeah.

This is Chauncey.

No sh*t!

Jumpin' jiminy!

He's sitting right here in my office.

That's right. Came in here spouting some

bull about shooting people, wanted to confess.

I knew he was a looney right off.

Oh, yeah. Don't you worry.

I've handled loonies before.

Gotcha.

Sheriff, I'm sorry. I was a little

rattled before. It must have sounded crazy.

Oh, that's perfectly all right, Mr Caldwell.

That is what you said your name was,

George Caldwell?

Yeah. I really think that

we ought to get on the phone to Washington.

If they heard what I had to say,

they'd stop the train.

Oh, yeah.

Them boys in Washington are pretty smart.

Do you watch 'em on TV? Bam, bam!

Sheriff, listen to me.

They know all about Sweet and Devereau.

The Silver Streak

should be in Kansas in an hour.

We could stop the train

at Scott City or Dodge.

All right, mister! Just keep your hands

where they are and we'll have no trouble.

- Give me that!

- Don't shoot!

Don't shoot? You stupid, ignorant,

son-of-a-b*tch, dumb bastard!

Christ, I've met some dumb bastards

in my time, but you outdo them all!

Get over there!

What the hell do you think I'm doing?

I come here to help a girl who may be killed,

you're playing cops and robbers like on TV.

There ain't no way

you'll ever get away with this.

Get aw... Pick up the phone.

Pick it up!

- We know who you are.

- What?

That was the county sheriff on the hotline.

They're coming to get you.

- For what?

- For killing a vitamin salesman.

He was no vitamin salesman. I told you he

was a federal agent. They should know that.

If you'll just put down that gun

and come along quietly. You're outnumbered.

There ain't no way you'll escape.

What is that?

That's my deputy.

- Get outside.

- All right.

- Get outside!

- But don't shoot. Don't shoot!

- Don't shoot!

- Keep your hands down, hands down.

Hey, Uncle Oliver, look what I got.

- Keep your hands down.

- He's got your gun.

Get your hands up!

Get against the wall! Keep your hands up!

- The whole county knows about you!

- Get back! Get back!

- Hands up!

- They won't rest till they hunt you down.

Keep your hands up! Keep 'em up!

Uncle Oliver, he's taking your car.

You ain't ever gonna get away...

You ain't ever...

Uncle Oliver! Uncle

Oliver, he's got your car!

Moose! One more word out of you,

I'm gonna smash your mouth.

JJ!

JJ, I got bad news for you.

Caldwell's escaped.

Yeah, let's not go into that now.

He's headed down 350, and we can stop him

before he crosses the state line. Right.

Dumb, stupid bastard!

Sh*t!

- Who are you?

- I'm a thief, man. Take it easy.

How about handing me the keys?

I'd like to get these cuffs off.

Sorry.

That's real nice, the way you

handled yourself with old Oliver.

- What they want you for anyway, man?

- Murder.

Drop me off anywhere here.

I don't mess with the big M.

I'm not stopping.

Do you know the roads around here?

- Yeah.

- Maybe we can make a deal.

I'm not a murderer, I'm trying to prevent one,

but in a minute we'll be surrounded by cops.

If you can get us out of it, you'd be doing

both of us a favour. What do you think?

I think you better make a right up here

and then a sharp left. I'm coming over.

Whoa!

That's how you murder your victims?

Put them in a car and bounce them to death?

- Sorry.

- Sorry, my ass!

You dangerous.

It proves one thing, though.

You don't do this for no living.

- No, I don't.

- All right, just take it easy.

I'm gonna take over in a minute.

Don't make no more sudden moves, OK?

I'm gonna find out the game plan for tonight.

He was getting back on the train.

He has to cross into Kansas

on 120, 116 or 350.

Now, I figure if we put stakeouts

on all of those roads, we'll get that fella.

The first should be at the junction

of Taubman's Road, on 116.

- Why are you slowing down?

- There's a truck.

So, there's a truck up ahead.

We the man! Let's turn on the siren.

Get them hippies off the road!

Put some foot in it! Move it!

Look out!

Would you like to drive for a while?

Car 36, report your position. Do you read me?

Car 36. We're moving in for the roadblock at

the intersection of Taubman's Road and 116.

That's fine, fellas. Car 45's already there.

We're going in for a double block

on all points.

The old double roadblock, huh?

That's all I wanted to know, Oliver.

Fasten yourself in, partner.

You ain't got nothing to worry about.

I got the nerve and I got the touch.

Better pull it tighter. Real tight. I used

to do this all the time back home in Texas.

- Do what?

- Demolition derby.

- I hear something, but I can't see anything.

- That's fine. We got 'em boxed in now.

- Aren't you gonna slow down?

- Slow down? Open your eyes.

I'm gonna make a criminal out of you yet.

Goddammit, fellas, watch out!

Whoo-hoo!

Car 36, what happened to you guys?

Hey, Chauncey, this is Grover T Muldoone.

You wanna know what happened?

We just whooped your ass!

We whooped your ass!

I don't know. I met him last night.

I've never seen him before.

That's what you told us this morning, and

I'm finding it increasingly hard to believe.

- Well, it's the truth.

- Is it?

When the time comes,

we'll take care of Mr Caldwell.

Meanwhile, we are going

to take extremely good care of you.

- What are you doing?

- Following the plan. Changed my mind.

Are you crazy? I thought

we were gonna take the Chevy in back.

Chevy? That's ajerk-off, man.

This here is pure p*ssy.

Pure p*ssy? I'll tell that to the judge.

Don't worry about no judge.

This will get us to Kansas City.

How aboutjail?

The office is right in front of us.

Go check the guard, OK?

This ain't gonna take but a second.

Hold it right there, n*gger.

- Hey, how you doing? What's happening?

- Step away from the car.

I was listening to the engine. Sounds good.

Does it come with whitewalls?

- Just move.

- OK, I'll move. Take it easy, lower that rifle.

I said move!

A p*ssy, huh? A p*ssy?

Can we go now?

I thought you was an amateur.

You're a real pro.

A real pro.

That was beautiful.

Nobody will mess with you.

- Oh, yeah.

- I mean it, man. You're a pretty bad old dude.

I want to get to Kansas City by morning.

Don't worry. With this honey,

we'll be in Kansas City. Get some sleep.

We're on our way to Kansas City.

You thinking about her?

Yeah.

Crazy thing is, I just

met her two nights ago.

That's the way love is.

I always lose my memory when I fall in love.

Like you said, you know,

we just get on the train,

get her off, tell the police,

let them handle the rest of that stuff.

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