The Chase Page #7

I know he'll send him back to the

penitentiary...

...but I don't want him hurt.

He's sometimes wild,

but Bubber's not bad.

Maybe I'm to blame for how he is.

Monday, I can bring some money...

My husband does not

want to harm your son.

- But people say that...

- She's been told you'll hurt Bubber...

...if he comes back here.

- Who's been saying that?

- Everybody.

On account of

Jake Rogers and Anna Reeves.

Everyone knows that Bubber's wife

is Jake Rogers' whore.

- Everybody says that...

- Everybody is wrong, Mrs. Reeves.

I wanna help,

and I've just given Anna an hour...

...to find Bubber so he could

come back and surrender.

- Where is he?

- I don't know.

Calder, where is Bubber?

I want to go to him.

I've done many wrong things to him.

Give me a chance to help.

I'll make him surrender.

He won't trust that whore.

I don't know where he is, Mrs. Reeves.

You're lying to me.

Look, I can pay you.

Now, this is all I have now...

...but Monday, I'm selling

the house to Briggs for $5000.

- I'll give that...

- Go on, get on home, now.

What's the matter,

isn't my money good enough for you?

If it were Val Rogers' money,

you'd take it.

Well, my money

is as good as his money...

...and I love my son

as much as he loves his son.

Val Rogers has bought you.

He owns your very soul.

You're going to kill Bubber

to protect Jake Rogers.

- Shut up, you damn crazy woman!

- You're a murderer!

- Get the hell out of here!

- You're a murderer.

You're a murderer and a liar.

That's what you are, a murderer.

Calder is a murderer!

He's a murderer and a liar.

Val Rogers is his master.

He owns him.

He's bought his soul.

He won't listen to me.

He's going to try to kill Bubber.

I know it. I know it.

- I can't listen to that any longer.

- Liar!

Liar! Liar!

You know what?

I guess you are the sexual revolution

all by yourselves.

You know, I bet that n*gger

in that jail told him where Bubber is.

Hello, Mr. Rogers.

Why don't you come down to the club

and have a drink. You look tired.

- No, thank you. Another time.

- Hello, Mr. Rogers.

Do you believe in the sexual

revolution? My husband does.

You keep it up, kid.

You just keep it up.

You remember when we

invited you to our wedding?

How many ice ages ago that was.

- Ice ages.

- What is all this?

As near as I can figure it out,

there's a Negro man in jail...

...who knows where

Bubber Reeves is because...

...Anna comes here and Calder tells

her she's got one hour to find Bubber.

I've heard a strange story.

Is it true?

Well, if I'm guessing right, it is.

Yes, that you gave the Reeves boy

an hour to escape?

No, I gave Anna an hour to find

Bubber and get him to surrender.

I heard tonight that Jake

and Bubber's wife...

Is that where he went

when he left the party?

- Do you know where he is now?

- Yeah, I know.

He's with Anna finding Bubber.

Why aren't you out looking for him

instead of sending my son?

Because this damn county's

200 miles long and 40 miles wide...

...and they know where he is

and I don't.

I don't have to answer

those questions.

You do!

You are my friend.

I've been good to you.

I would've been better...

Hold on! Hold on!

Hold it right there, Val.

Go on home...

...and I'm going to sit here

and ask myself...

...what I did to get so many people

to believe that they could buy me off.

I was told there is a Negro in this

jail who knows where Reeves is.

- Go on home, Val.

- Is that true?

- That's none of your damn business.

- I wanna talk to the man.

Come here!

Val, wait a minute.

Come here!

Val, wait a minute.

Hold it right there.

I wanna see that Negro.

- $ 100 will make him talk.

- I don't care if you've got $500.

- Don't be bullheaded.

- Listen, Val.

Just hold him still for a few minutes.

Have him sit down.

Gentlemen, please!

I think hitting the sheriff

is against the law.

Well, you clowns

really want to play.

Come on, Calder.

Happy birthday.

I ain't seen him.

- You need $ 100?

- You bet. Who don't?

- I'm in a hurry.

- I don't know.

- Be cheating to take the money.

- There's more.

- Be cheating even more.

- I'm in a hurry!

- Nobody has a right to come in here.

- Go away, please.

Damn it! Don't hit me, man!

For God's sakes, stop it!

He's going to be all right.

He's all right.

Damn you, Calder!

Calder?

Help!

Get some help!

Get somebody!

I told you, man.

That's enough.

You're gonna kill him!

That's enough!

You could have killed him.

Hey, come on,

let's go see Lester.

My God!

- Where's Bubber, Lester?

- Take it easy, boys.

Val Rogers already knows

where Bubber Reeves is hiding.

Down by Lester's place,

up at the wharf.

You dirty cowards!

Oh, my baby!

Sheriff!

Sheriff!

Hold this. Come on, come on.

Hold it, stop walking.

Don't walk around.

- I'm all right.

- Sit down.

I'm all right. I'm all right.

Slim! Slim!

- Don't move!

- Yeah, Ruby?

Slim, get back to the jail right away.

Calder needs you.

Don't walk. Don't go away.

Sit down.

I'm all right. Now, I need your help.

Please don't make it hard for me now.

Sheriff.

- Did you tell him?

- Yeah.

- Where is he?

- The wharf.

Back of the junkyard.

Look, get my coat there.

Get my hat.

Wait for Slim!

No, don't drive.

Don't try to drive.

- Calder, please.

- Go on in there.

Get on in there and lock the door.

Lock the door.

Baby.

It's been a long day.

It's been a long two years.

You all right? Are you?

You look good.

You look good.

I guess I don't look so good.

I missed you, Anna.

Bubber.

Like a lifetime.

I wish we could go home.

Right now.

No, no sense to that kind of talk,

though, is there?

So Lester got to you all right, huh?

- No, Lester's in jail.

- What?

Wait. He didn't tell Calder

where you were.

- He waited for me.

- What are you talking about?

Calder's given me an hour.

You haven't got a chance.

The whole state's looking for you.

He says he'll get you back safe.

You gotta trust me.

There isn't any other way.

Since when you bring messages

from Calder?

I guess it's big this time.

It's big.

This time, it's really big.

But you didn't do it.

You can't be convicted.

It don't matter I didn't do it.

Something will go wrong.

Listen, I gotta move.

- You got a car?

- No.

Anna, I need a car. Bring me

some clothes.

Find Jake and have him

bring me money and a car.

- Bubber.

- Come on.

Who is that?

Jake?

- Hey! God, hi.

- Hi.

So...

I'd guessed. It doesn't take much

sense to guess. I always knew.

- Bubber.

- No, hey, don't...

Why not? Sure, it don't matter.

It doesn't make any difference.

Jail took things like that

away from me.

Maybe for good.

Hope not...

...but maybe.

I'll write when I get someplace.

- You can't...

- I'm gonna get someplace.

A little luck this time, just a little.

And I'll send for you. Come

if you want, don't if you don't...

I will want.

Okay.

Jake, come on, where's your car?

You won't make it.

The whole state's looking.

You know me and cars.

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