The Chase Page #8

The whole state won't find me.

- Where is your car?

- The car's in town.

That's all we could do.

We would have been followed here.

- Okay, go now and get it.

- You've got to have some sense.

Now, you can't get away.

- You didn't kill that guy, so say it.

- Say it?

Do you think I believe

in truth and things?

That's for you, kid.

You ain't been to no jail.

- We're gonna get you lawyers...

- Lawyers? No.

You're not gonna get me nothing.

I was coming to the end of me.

I don't know how I knew it,

but I knew it.

I was holding on so tight...

...just a year and three days more.

Anybody can stand that.

And then the pork was on the plate.

And he said, "Eat it."

And I said, "No."

He said, "Do you know

what this means?"

I said, "Nobody's going to make me.

It smells and it's rotten."

And up I got. I got right up.

And I didn't care what they'd do...

...because I'd come to the end of me.

I said, "Next time anybody tries

to make me do anything...

...they'll be talking to me

when I'm dead."

I said, "All right.

All right, boy, you're free...

...because when you're willing to die...

...nobody can make you

do anything anymore."

Well, that was night before last.

So I'm not going back.

There's no chance.

I'm not going back.

Now, the both of you

do what you want.

- But that's the way it's gonna be.

- Okay, you wait here.

Jake!

So Calder gave you an hour, huh?

You, your father and who else?

- No, I don't believe it.

- Jake, get him out of here.

Jake, answer me!

I know you're out there!

I want you to come with me now!

Please answer me.

I know about you and Anna.

- What's the matter?

- Go on, do something.

What?

Bubber Reeves,

I know you're out there!

God help you if...

Bubber, let Jake walk forward...

...and if he's all right...

...I'll give you my car and see

that you get away from here...

...without anybody bothering you.

He can do that?

- Why don't you answer me?

- Yeah, he can do that.

- What a world.

- Bubber!

What a world.

I warn you, there's not much time!

All right, I'm coming. I'm coming.

Send Jake out first.

Damon, what the hell?!

We were just worried about you.

You get the hell out of here.

Leave me alone.

Go on, get out!

Get them out of here too!

Get out of here!

Get them out!

Come on, fast!

Jake, you and Bubber go over

by the embankment across the way.

Then take my car,

make a run for it.

I'll take Bubber out

by the dirt road.

- Get the hell out of here!

- You don't own down here!

Hold those cars up there!

Hold them cars, will you?

Charlie! Get out of the way!

Come on, come on, come on.

Hey, Bubber, remember me?

I'm Cutie Bess.

- Hey, Bubber's back there.

- Hey, remember my sister?

Let me through!

Hey, Bubber,

come on out of there.

- Hey, it's Rogers.

- Look out! Get out of the way.

- Let Mr. Rogers get through.

- Get out of the way.

- He's gotta come out soon.

- Let's burn him out.

Hey, hey, give me a box.

Jake!

Oh, honey, that's a hell of a way

to hold on to a man.

Gee, ain't it pretty?

Look at that.

Isn't that marvelous?

All this shooting is dangerous.

Oh, no! Drop dead!

Now, honey, you just

hush up your crying.

We want the whole world happy

tonight, now, don't we?

- I lost my husband.

- You lost your husband?

Well, good for you, sweetheart.

I'm going to drink to that.

Okay, give me your hand.

Give me your hand, Jake.

Come back, Jake! Come back!

Bubber, Bubber, Bubber

Come out wherever you are

Or we'll come in and get you

We're gonna come in and get you

Look out, Bubber

We're going to get you, Bubber

I'd love you forever

if you got my earring for me.

Through fire, through war.

Hey, that's my girl!

Sheriff, he just went up the hill.

Bubber Reeves!

He's got a girl with him.

Went up the hill.

Two or three of them.

Let's get these cars out of here.

Whose car is this right here?

Let's get out!

Get the hell out of there! Come on!

Jake!

Bubber!

Calder here.

I've come to take you back to jail.

I'll take you out safe.

Now, come on here to me.

The water! Get to the water.

- Now, come on here to me.

- Break it up, fellas!

Come on, come on, now!

Let's give him

as much time as we can.

Calder, how do we get out of here?

Can you see my light?

Run forward.

Come on, let's get in the cars!

You people, get up here

and get these cars.

Now, everybody back!

Let's break this thing up, now.

All right, let's go.

Move those cars!

Get out of here!

Everybody run! It's gonna blow!

- Come on, get out of here!

- It's gonna go up!

Help! Help!

Someone!

Help! Calder!

Slim!

- Slim!

- What is it?

Get over here

and bring a stretcher, quick!

Jake!

Jake, I love you!

- Get out of the water.

- Bubber looks right at home.

Calder's not getting by

with letting you get away.

Now, get over here.

I mean business!

Bubber, come on.

Anna! Anna!

That's my girl, Dad.

When I was very young,

I tried to tell you.

So many years wasted.

We've got plenty of time now.

Plenty of time now.

Haven't we, Anna?

Haven't we?

We got plenty of time now,

haven't we?

Yes.

Foolishness, it was.

Foolishness.

Easy.

Bubber, I'm Cutie Bess.

Remember my sister?

Get out of there.

Go on, now.

Oh, I'm drunk.

Oh, I'm so drunk!

Damon, help me.

- I'm not Damon. I'm Edwin.

- Help me.

She's gonna pass out.

Please help me, Leroy.

They say Bubber shot Jake Rogers

because he was sleeping with his wife.

Shoot a man for sleeping

with someone's wife? That's silly.

Half the town would be wiped out.

He sure gave them

a run for their money.

He's going to need a good lawyer.

Maybe he can hire my daddy.

He'll need a better lawyer

than your daddy.

Go on.

Bubber.

Bubber.

Son.

Charlie.

- Charlie, your mother wants...

- Bubber.

Bubber, we're going to sell

the house tomorrow...

...so this time we can

get you a lawyer.

Son, I'll do everything I can.

Come on, boy.

I'm sorry for what I've done.

Believe me, I'm sorry.

Say you forgive me, please?

Say you forgive your mama.

I'm going to pray for you now, Bubber.

I'm going to pray for you.

You'll do a whole lot better over here,

Ms. Henderson.

There's the son of a b*tch

that's caused everything.

Calder! Calder!

Get out of here!

What happened?

Oh, my God.

Calder, let's go.

Come on.

My son died at 5:00.

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