The Chase

Hey. No, man.

Two years since

I had my hand on a car.

Let's go. Plenty of gas.

You take his coat. Give me the shirt.

We'll fight about the pants in Mexico.

I'll tie him and gag him here.

Good Lord.

Hey, what'd you do it for?

Hey, you bastard.

Hey, come back here!

Hey, come on.

Come on back here, you butcher!

Butcher!

- Turn your head back.

- He's got on a prison suit.

Turn your head and keep it there.

Grandma, he's got on a prison suit!

We gotta do nothing, except let white

men take care of white men's troubles.

Sit you still, boy.

Hey, Lem, JL.

I come to report a tire

and jack stolen from a car.

Excuse me.

Hello.

Yeah, just a minute.

It's long-distance.

Tell them I'm sleeping.

Or was.

He's sleeping, or was. Who is it?

It's Hearst at the state farm.

He says he don't care

who you're sleeping with.

All right, I'll take care of y'all now.

- Where was your car?

- Front of my house.

Calder.

He busted out?

- When did he bust out?

- Is he talking loud enough for y'all?

No, I haven't heard nothing.

Well, Bubber isn't gonna be that big

a fool to come up around here, now.

- I'll let you know if we find anything.

- All right.

I'll see Reeves, but I don't believe he's

gonna know anything about Bubber.

All right, I'll call you back.

- Hey, Leroy.

- Yeah?

- Bubber Reeves escaped from pen.

- Is that so?

Hey, Jim, Bubber Reeves

just broke out of the pen.

Bubber Reeves escaped.

Is there any other news

I can give you gentlemen?

- Yeah. Did you hear how he got out?

- Nope.

I bet he's gonna give you

some trouble before you get him back.

- I'm glad you're worrying.

- Sure, I'm worried about it.

- He stole one of my diamond watches.

- How many cars did he steal?

Leroy, Sheriff Calder

don't remember that.

He just remembers Val Rogers.

Bubber Reeves smashed up

his Cadillac...

...and he marched him

straight off to jail.

That's cute, but I heard Bubber got

sent up for driving an airplane drunk.

I like your version better.

- Whose airplane?

- Val Rogers' airplane.

We gotta keep it all in the family.

You know, Jake Rogers and

Bubber Reeves, they trade things...

...back and forth, like wives

and airplanes.

Hold on, Lem.

Listen...

...what are you saying, Lem?

Well, it was Val Rogers' airplane.

That's right.

I'll tell you what, you buy

yourself an airplane...

...and get somebody to borrow it,

and then I'll come and arrest them.

- Calder?

- Yeah.

I hope there ain't gonna be

trouble tonight.

Dental boys may not like it.

I know what those boys are gonna

like tonight, and so do you.

You going out to see

Mr. And Mrs. Reeves?

That's nice. Mighty nice.

I'm sorry to have kept you

waiting, Mr. Sam.

- That ain't a good sign.

- Oh, what ain't a good sign?

You call me mister when I ain't got

the mortgage interest payments.

No, that ain't true, Mr. Sam. You see,

I'm respectful toward colored people...

...unlike a lot of other people

in this town.

Mr. Sam, why don't you sell

that little picayune farm of yours.

Awful hard for a man to make a living

these days on just a one-man farm.

Tell you what, I will cancel

your interest payments...

...I'll cancel your mortgage,

and I'll give you $500.

A man born to love a farm, he ain't got

no place to go when it's gone.

That's what's the matter

with the sheriff.

I'll stick with it, Mr. Briggs, and hope

to bring the payment on my next crop.

In that case, Sam, I...

In that case, you'll have to raise

the interest, and you don't like to, but...

No, I don't mind.

You see, I may be many other things,

Sam, but I ain't no liar.

- I'd like to raise the interest.

- No, sir.

You may be many other things,

but you ain't no liar.

Well, I can't say that I like

the science much, Mr. Rogers.

That's no way to talk.

Defeatist talk never brings up oil.

You better tell your

father that I checked...

...all the soil tests, and I'm worried.

When my father smells oil,

nature repents. And there'll be oil.

And when it flows, and flow it will...

...my father will be right here

with a bonus for everybody.

It'll be Saturday night in a few hours.

I've one more duty...

...to see our Mexican workers

and wish them a safe journey home.

You all have a happy weekend

and wish me one.

We labored hard

and deserve the happiness...

...that all Americans know

to be their birthright.

Good to see you, Mr. Rogers.

They say to thank your father for

the television and all he has given.

No, he didn't. He said my father,

the unclean son of a pig...

...could keep his television

and pay more money.

The cotton's all chopped.

Vaya con Dios. See you

back again at the rice crop.

They are ungrateful

and ignorant, Mr. Rogers.

Are you grateful?

Are you grateful, Mrs. Ella?

We are grateful. A full year's job,

two healthy children and a good wife.

You have a very pretty wife,

Mr. Rogers.

I cut out her picture every time

I see it in the newspapers.

And I bet soon you will

have a fine son.

Oh, I don't think so.

- You must not be discouraged.

- I'm not.

I guess you won't be helping out

around here tonight, huh?

You ask me that every Saturday night,

and every Saturday night, I say no.

What if I should drop dead?

Want me to leave a note

with the motel...

...where they can find you

almost every weekend?

Don't bother, I'll be back

for the funeral celebration.

Look, I'm your father.

I got a right to know.

- You're not my father.

- I married your mother.

That didn't make you my father.

Well, she said sometimes

maybe I was.

You're lying.

She told me who he was,

and he's dead.

I don't want you

around here no more.

As soon as Bubber's out of the pen,

I'm gonna ask him to take you away.

Pay me my mother's part

of this business...

...and I will be out of here in one hour.

Man, I wish I could.

I sit here thinking...

...and sometimes I think I know

where I can find that money.

You just try it.

You try it, and you're not gonna live

an hour past it. You've got my word.

Howdy, Mrs. Reeves.

What is it?

I was wondering if I could come on in

and talk to you and Mr. Reeves.

Mr. Reeves, the sheriff's here.

Well, what is it?

I got a call a while ago

from the state farm...

...and Hearst says

that Bubber's busted out.

- Where is he?

- Well, we don't know.

What'll they do to him?

Howdy, Mr. Reeves.

Most likely, they'll catch him and send

him back and add to his sentence.

That's too bad, because Bubber

just had a few months to go.

And I figured that Bubber isn't gonna...

Well, he's got enough sense not

to come back here...

...but if you get in touch with him,

try and talk him into going back...

...because it'll be a whole lot

easier on him.

He escaped with

a real hard-knocked fella.

- I'm sorry about it, Mrs. Reeves.

- I don't believe you're sorry.

Mr. Reeves.

He won't come home.

No.

Do you think Anna

will hear from Bubber?

I don't want to hear her name.

I told you that.

I've been thinking and thinking.

What did I do wrong?

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