Storm Warning

B.J. Frocks ain't gonna like it.

B.J. Frocks don't need to know.

Im getting off.

We've got to be in Riverport tonight,

the both of us.

I'll be there. Tomorrow.

- Tomorrow, when?

- Tomorrow night.

But we've got a 2:00 appointment

with Frank and Hinkle.

Now, don't be a pest, Cliff.

I haven't seen my sister in two years.

She got married

and I haven't even met her husband.

I can't...

I can't show the new summer line

without a model.

Show them on hangers.

Hangers haven't got what you've got.

Hangers. A piece of wood, a hunk of wire.

That won't sell dresses.

- Hey, what are you doing?

- Taking a present to my sister.

- She got married. Do you mind?

- A present?

You're picking out a whole trousseau.

What's a few samples?

I've gotta account for every item.

What am I gonna tell the home office?

Tell them you ran into Jesse James.

I thought after we got rid of the buyers

we could have a quiet dinner together.

Just you and me.

There's a cute French restaurant

in Riverport.

Look, Cliff, don't you ever give up?

You made a pitch in Baltimore,

a wrong play in Mobile

and you fouled out in Atlanta.

Cliff, in any league, three strikes is out.

You got 10 minutes, folks. Ten minutes.

You're a good girl, I know,

and I respect it highly.

- But do you have to be so fanatic about it?

- You're overselling.

I wonder where I can find a phone?

Why did your sister have to pick

a dead end like this for a home?

It's very simple.

She wanted to be near her husband

and he works here.

A wilderness.

Very nice people live here

and they go to church on...

Hey, give me a nickel.

You got a nickel?

Rice, Rice, Rice.

- Give me a pencil.

- Clam-digger.

Here, hold this.

- Sir, where can I get some cigarettes?

- The machine.

- The machine.

- Right.

Pretty soon they won't need

people like us.

They're mechanizing everything.

Not everything. They don't answer.

Maybe she moved.

No, I got a letter from her

a couple of weeks ago,

says she's working nights

in the Recreation Center.

The Recreation Center?

You know, it's one of those places where

they have a caf and a bowling alley.

They don't bowl around here. They sleep.

Do you know where it is?

I think Ill take a cab.

- You got a cigarette?

- Come on, folks, time. Let's get rolling.

- Hey, you said 10 minutes.

- Come on, let's go. Come on.

Hey, give me my cigarette!

Oh, take the whole pack.

Ill see you tomorrow.

Baker Hotel, Riverport!

Baker Hotel.

Come on, come on!

- Where's the cab driver?

- He ain't around.

- But his cab's right there.

- There's no driver.

- Mister, could you tell...

- Look, they're trying to close up.

- What's the matter, can't he talk?

- What do you want, lady?

Well, Id like to find the Recreation Center.

Do you know where it is?

- The Valley Caf and bowling...

- Yeah,

10, 11 blocks straight up the street.

- Ten blocks...

- You won't miss it.

- No cab driver, huh?

- Straight up the street.

Its a real friendly town.

Wait a minute, wait a minute.

Check this, check this for me, please.

Here, lady. Take this quick.

Hey, what's going on

around here, anyway?

Come on, we got to get out of here.

Come on.

- Hey, cab driver, take me home.

- Just soon as I finish my drink.

- Why did you give him credit?

- He's my secret lover, that's why.

- Take out the jungle rhythm record.

- Leave it in.

It always gives me migraine headache.

Out!

Brings in the nickels. Yes, honey?

Does Lucy Rice work here?

- Who's the boss here, me or my wife?

- I said leave it in.

You want Lucy?

You didn't marry me,

you married the business.

And we're very happy together.

Oh, she's here somewhere.

Just look around, honey, you'll find her.

What about jungle rhythm, in or out?

Marsha!

So wonderful to see you.

What are you doing in Rock Point?

I have most wonderful news to tell you.

Im gonna have a baby.

Isn't that marvelous?

I just talked to the doctor...

Well, what's the matter? Aren't you glad?

Oh, yes, Lucy.

Lucy,

I just saw a man murdered.

Murdered? You're kidding?

They dragged him out of the jail,

and then they beat him

and then murdered him.

- Who? When?

- Just now. A whole mob of them. A gang.

- And they were all dressed in hoods.

- Hoods?

- I was walking down the street, and I...

- Jeepers! It must have been that fellow.

Lucy, Im looking for you.

The drinks they ordered.

- This is my sister, Marsha, Mr. Athens.

- Oh.

The sister from New York.

She talks about you all the time.

She's proud. Im very pleased

- to make your acquaintance.

- How do you do?

I know. You two kids wanna be alone.

Such a long time,

you didn't see each other.

You got a lot to talk over.

Go home, go home.

Ill take care of the order.

- Thanks, Mr. Athens.

- You know, young lady, it ain't right.

She is all you've got in the world,

your own sister, flesh and blood.

You should keep in touch more often.

- Thanks for the night off, Mr. Athens.

- That's okay. What do you think?

Go home. Go, go, go.

Lucy, what were you gonna say, just now?

I was just gonna tell you,

that must have been that fellow Adams.

- Adams?

- The one that was murdered, the reporter.

He came here two or three weeks ago

and got a job at the phone company,

but he was really writing articles

against the Klan, and they caught him.

- Caught him?

- Yes, they arrested him and put him in jail.

Of course, they said it was

for drunken driving

or something, I don't know.

But the whole town's been talking

about nothing but this for days.

Oh, Lucy, it was just horrible.

I feel I should do something about it,

but I don't know what to do.

- Let's go home.

- Lucy, see those men over there?

They were at the jail.

Are you sure?

Yeah.

Let's go home and see Hank.

He'll tell you what to do.

Come on.

Could you park it?

- You all through with him?

- All yours.

Its funny, no crowds.

They're wise.

They know enough to stay away.

- Take him to the hospital?

- Morgue's across the street.

What'd this guy wanna come down here

for in the first place?

What they don't seem to understand

is we folks get along all right.

So long as nobody starts interfering

with us in Washington.

Points north.

Adams didn't come from Washington.

He worked for a paper in Birmingham,

and that's not north.

He used to do

a pretty good sports column.

Knew a lot about football.

They left this.

- Where's Walters?

- Down at the bus station.

Looks like the diner

and some of those places across the street

closed a little early tonight.

Yeah.

Check up on them, Shore.

See what the excuse is this time.

Okay.

- What does he think he's gonna do?

- Well, you know, go through the motions.

He's a county prosecutor. He'll prosecute.

- Rainey will get no place.

- Tell you what, Tommy.

Ill go to the races with you tomorrow

on one condition.

We use your car.

Tomorrow is my wife's turn.

You know her.

Yes?

Well, they came in.

A guy with a shotgun come up.

"Get down on your gut," he says,

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