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you're all busted up.

Alright, take care of her.

You got it now, let's be practical.

I don't want any more

shooting around here.

I want it nice and quiet and cosy.

Now get her up and bring her around

and explain to her that one phoney

and she's got a kid with his throat cut.

Doesn't make much noise that way.

The same goes for you too.

Anybody step out of line...

The boy!

That's simple enough.

Ellen, listen to me. Pay attention. Now

listen to me and don't look like that.

Everybody's alright. Get a hold of

yourself. No matter what happens,

you've got to hang on.

If you scream, or make one

false move, he'll murder the boy.

You understand,

he'll murder Pidge.

Do you hear him, Lady?

Yes, yes.

Good, then we're all in accord.

Alright, alright, inside.

We've got a long time to wait.

Relax...

Move the kitchen table

in front of the window.

- Alright, sit down. Look at your TV.

- It ain't workin'.

Well, work him over then. Fix him up.

Don't sit there waiting to blow your cork.

Keep yourselves occupied.

I gotta' think.

Tod, Tod, are you

badly hurt?

The bullet hit the bone,

broke it I guess. He's bled a lot.

We need a doctor,

look at his face.

Tell her Pop.

You're the doctor, Ellen.

We can't have no doctor.

We can't set

a broken arm.

Tough.

- Can you?

- Me?

- Straighten this fracture.

- You couldn't take it.

- You straighten it.

- Hold on brave boy...

Tie it up.

May we take him

into the bedroom?

Sure,

though the boy stays here...

And leave the door open.

Alright,

let's go to work.

Pop, we gotta'

do something.

Well I know, I know,

but what? What?

- They've got Pidge.

- None of us count. Not even Pidge.

- We haven't got a chance.

- As long as we're alive, we've got one.

- We've got to find a flaw in his plan.

- We'll think of something.

Pop, haven't you got a gun?

Gun...

Here in this drawer. My gun.

- Is it loaded?

- No.

I hid the cartridges

on account of Pidge.

You're a dirty

lousy gangster!

- Why you.

- Leave him alone, Benny.

Did you hear

what he said?

Yeah, I heard. He's been

watching too much television.

- He ain't a bad squirt.

- Just tell him to shut up.

Sure, sure.

- This thing's metal.

- Steel top, chrome legs.

I figured wood.

No difference, screw the brackets

to the legs, then to the floor,

that way the table

won't dance.

You're a bunch

of cowards!

You're getting too fresh.

So button it.

Johnny, why all the trouble?

This is a lot of work.

Do it Benny.

- But Johnny, I don't see why we...

- I said just do it, Benny...

Once you get the gun anchored,

you've got a solid base.

You'll see when

we get to it.

This gun's got a heavy recoil

and won't stand still.

We've got just three seconds

to nail the President

and I don't want the table

to shimmy when we get to it.

A tommy gun

would do just as good.

A tommy gun stinks. No accuracy,

no punch. Might as well use a revolver.

This is the gun.

- When I was in the army.

- So I wasn't in the army.

Tighter, tighter.

Pop find those cartridges yet?

Not yet.

This is quite a gun, Benny.

Quite a gun.

I did a lot of choppin' in the war

with a baby like this, a lot of choppin'.

You're wrong about me Pidge,

bein' a coward.

Last war, I got a Silver Star,

north of Casino, pocket of resistance.

I killed 27 men, all by myself.

I won a Silver Star medal.

Ah, you stole it.

- They're hurting Pidge.

- Alright, take it easy.

Johnny, take it easy, relax, for the love

of Mike. What's a Silver Star?

- I won it.

- OK Johnny, OK, you won it.

I got 'em.

- They've been in there a long time.

- Yeah, get 'em back in here.

What are you all trying to pull?

All of you inside... Come on, come on.

- Feeling better?

- Yeah.

You're lucky, he didn't mean to wing ya,

he meant to blow your brains out.

He's a bad shot.

Yeah, but I'm not, so maybe you'd

better sit down and stay there,

that way it'd be safer

for everybody.

You've got that duty look in your eye.

I've seen it up on the line.

- The line? You up on the line?

- Some other time. Down!

Bart, you fool. His car's out front.

Put it in the garage, quick...

I have to think

of everything.

- Oh great, just great.

- Might as well advertise.

That was a close one.

Hot in here...

See what time it is?

Alright, suppose you tell me

what happens in this house

on a Saturday afternoon,

between four and five.

Pattern.

Smart guy. Sure, and we don't break

that pattern. We're here for a reason

and if we break it, we might

blow the deal, you know?

Mario slings the paper

over the fence, around 4:30.

Delivery boy, does he come in?

Anyone else?

Cy Hammel went up the mountain

hunting jack rabbits.

- He'll be by on his way back.

- Will he stop?

Not unless he's got

something to brag about.

Anybody else.

Nobody.

Anybody know that you and

the other guy were coming up here?

- That's an interesting question.

- What's the interesting answer?

- You guess.

- Tell him Tod.

Sheriff, if you think I have any

qualms about killing this kid,

you couldn't be more wrong.

The thing about killing him,

or you, or her, or him,

is that I wouldn't be getting'

paid for it...

and I don't like giving

anything away for free.

Neither do I,

including information.

Your guts are showing

all over the place, brave boy.

No, not me, I'm scared.

You see the way I figure it Baron,

I'm a dead man anyway,

so's the boy, so's Ellen, so's Pop.

Just a question of now or later, and if it

gives the President a bit of an edge,

well then, we get it now.

They won't hurt us, they won't hurt.

Pidge, they said so.

Because it's convenient Ellen. You think

these crumbs would kill the President

and then take off, leaving us

behind to identify them.

You said

you wouldn't hurt Pidge.

Sure, sure, and I meant it.

Don't listen to this guy, he's just

being brave with your kid's life.

I knew guys like that in the army.

We're just doing a job that's all,

identifying us is not involved.

By 7 o'clock tonight, we'll be out of the

country and you'll never see us again.

Tell him Tod, tell him.

Never mind lady, we'll just assume

that they knew he was coming up here,

so that if somebody else checks

on him, you can tell him

that the sheriff and his friend were here,

but they had to go someplace else.

That's all.

I have to go

to the bathroom.

Go with him Bart.

- I don't need any help.

- Come on, come on.

Okay,

table's screwed down.

Alright, get the tripod up there, drill

a hole in each leg, bolt it to the table

put it centre

in front of the window...

I thought

I told you to sit down.

Just stretching my legs.

You're a very careful man.

That's right.

Planned on

everything, huh?

Sheriff, the first man they shoot to the

moon on a rocket will take pains too,

'cos that's never been

done before. Neither has this.

Doesn't that worry you?

Haven't got time to worry, I just make

my plans and carry 'em out.

That's what

John Wilkes Booth thought too.

Booth! Ha, I'm no actor

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