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are about the same as in Tijuana.

Never mind the kid.

What do you want?

Some beans and stuff. And tomato

soup. I like that. Get four cans.

He wants four cans of beans and

tomato soup, three cans of chilli.

It's no use. He doesn't understand

English. You're not talking Mexican.

Take the cans. Give them to Collins.

I can take some more.

Go on, load it up.

That'll hold us. Pay him.

Quince pesos, diez centavos, senor.

Deme una manzana. Deme una manzana.

Deme una manzana.

Get her away from me.

Put the kid down. Let's get outta

here. Come on, Collins.

Muchas gracias.

Vaya usted con Dios.

What did you say? You wouldn't

understand. What did you say?

I said,

"Go you with God, little one."

Get in.

Hey, mister.

You live in El Centro. I live there

some time. Nice place, huh?

Where'd you get the watch, Bowen?

My wife gave it to me.

Throw it over here.

Didn't you hear me?

I told you to throw it over here.

I had a watch like this once,

when I was 17.

Nobody gave it to me.

I took it.

I knocked off a broken-down

jewellery store outside of Tulsa.

It was a cinch.

You guys are soft.

You know what makes you that way?

You're up to your necks in IOUs.

You're suckers.

You're scared to get out

on your own.

You always had it good,

so you're soft.

Well, not me.

Nobody ever gave me anything.

So I don't owe nobody.

My folks were duff.

When I was born, they took

one look at this. . .puss of mine

and told me to get lost.

I didn't need 'em.

I didn't need any of em.

I got what I wanted my own way.

When you get the know-how

and a few bucks in your pocket,

you can buy anything or anybody.

Especially if they're at the point

of a gun. That really scares 'em.

You ever been

at the other end of a gun? No.

And I never will be.

I'm gonna listen to the news.

Turn it up. We'd like to hear. You

just get the grub ready. Anything

interesting, I'll let you know.

We've got to raise the hood and

put that radio out of commission.

When he finds out they're looking

for us together, we're through.

Never mind the radio. We gotta get

HIM. You can't beat him that way.

Give him one good reason and he'll

kill us. We gotta take the chance.

As long as he needs us, we'll stay

alive. When he's ready to jump us,

we'll jump him. Not before.

Maybe today, maybe tomorrow.

All right, now.

They've found Johnson's car.

They know I'm in Mexico.

And they're looking for you, too,

in the Chocolate Mountains.

Where are the Chocolate Mountains?

In Arizona, near home.

Not in Mexico? No.

Well, what d'you know?

That's where you told your wives you

were going? Then you came to Mexico.

What for?

Dames?

You boys should be ashamed

of yourselves.

Causing all that trouble.

Telling lies.

You've got everybody looking for you

in them mountains.

I told you, turn the radio on.

I did.

It takes time to warm up.

Try another station.

Stop it. Stop it! I can't. I gotta

pull up and disconnect it. Pull up!

Raise the hood.

Keep your hands on it.

Come on, Collins, get to work.

Get the right one the first time.

Don't pull the radio wire!

Faster!

I thought you were a mechanic.

I'm going as fast as I can.

Watch it.

Come on.

Throw the tools in the back.

The radio, remember? Make it work.

I can't.

Pull up.

So you did bust it, Collins.

Cut it out! He didn't do it.

It's the static in the hills.

The stations aren't strong enough

in the daytime. Tonight it'll work.

It'd better. Take the wheel.

Now, in Punta Prieta,

on August 7th, three Americans

stopped for provisions at a store

owned by Jose Andrare.

Andrare gave a description of Myers

as being one of them.

Another witness stated

that three men left the store

and drove away in a green sedan

bearing the same plates.

This confirms our theory that Collins

and Bowen are with him. He seems to

be heading south, avoiding highways.

Exactly. To the west,

this is more or less barren

and would afford no means of escape.

His most logical move

would be Santa Rosalia.

Then Guaymas.

Make sure that fire's out.

Pour the coffee on it.

Get down!

I've gotta get a closer look

at that car. On your feet.

Through there. At the other end,

lie flat. Get going!

Get a move on! Are you trying

to wreck it? Drive like I tell you.

Out!

What did I tell you? Shut up!

Get that spare tyre out. Move!

Keep working. Keep your traps shut,

no matter what. I'll be watching.

Buenos dias, senores.

Son Americanos? Do you need any help?

The search for Gilbert Bowen and Roy

Collins, believed to have been last

seen with Emmet Myers, mass killer,

'is being stepped up. Helicopters

are scouring the area from El Centro

south to the Gulf of California.

'Planes are maintaining

close liaison with the ground,

reporting isolated cars and campers.

'The Mexican police have now joined

this strange race against death.'

Hold it right there.

Around.

Break the lock.

OK, one of you on the pump.

"Maudie and Gilbert Bowen."

Si, si, pronto.

Now, as you will notice,

when interrogated at the road block,

the man and his wife were definite

that they only saw two men.

There is a point, however,

which we feel is of importance.

The couple said the behaviour

of the men seemed strange.

They refused to talk to them.

It's possible that Myers my have been

concealed nearby, covering them.

We'll consider that possibility.

Now, on the assumption that Myers

is listening to the radio,

we're issuing these broadcasts,

containing false information as to

his whereabouts and not connecting

the two men with him.

This ought to be the main highway.

It isn't. What do you mean?

Looks like an abandoned airstrip.

It's OK for tonight. Go over there.

No, you're wrong! It's no use

trying to talk me out of it. Tonight

I'm gonna chance it. You're mad!

I've played it your way long enough.

We've got to stick together.

You do whatever you want. . .

Across the runway, there's trees.

Keep going.

You guys are really dumb.

Why, you dirty. . .

You thought I was asleep, huh?

You're beginning to get ideas. . .

I don't like that.

Load him in the car.

Your buddy's all washed up

for tonight.

Over there.

Move!

You, Collins,

throw a rock down that shaft.

Nice and deep.

This is fine. Cut it out! If you're

gonna kill us, do it. I thought

you never killed without a reason.

Go get the rest of the canned goods

out of the car.

We'll have a real good meal.

Save 'em for the next guy

that picks you up.

Anything you say.

'We interrupt this hour of music

to bring you a flash bulletin. The

police have abandoned their theory

'that Emmet Myers

is connected with the disappearance

of Gilbert Bowen and Roy Collins.

'They have been missing since last

Sunday, supposedly on a fishing trip.

'The police now feel that Myers

is travelling alone and has abandoned

his intention of seeking escape

'by way of Santa Rosalia.'

What d'you know? !

This kind of changes my plan.

Looks like you and me

are going fishing after all.

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