The Narrow Margin Page #6

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- Privately, if I can.

- Okay.

Don't worry, I'll get you there.

Keep the door locked.

What do you know?

I was right the first time.

Policewoman, huh?

My apologies to you both.

Let's get the real Mrs. Neall. Where is she?

Up front. A pair of rooms, C and D.

Button this up fast.

I heard what happened.

Who was the second guy?

I don't know. He didn't leave

his calling card, only that coat.

That's his calling card.

Let me have your gun.

This is it.

All right, I'll handle this. You go ahead.

- Tommy, what is it?

- It's all right. I know who it is.

- What are you doing? Let him go.

- Let me go!

- Better open it, Mrs. Neall.

- Let me go!

- Tommy!

- Don't open it, Mother. He's got a gun.

Hurry up. It's your kid.

- Where's that list?

- He's a real train robber.

Open this door or we'll open it

and come in shooting.

The keys.

Listen, copper.

The first door that opens,

I'll put a bullet through this dame's head.

Give me the list, Mrs. Neall,

and I might give you a break.

Douse those lights.

Ann, listen to me.

He knows that you've got that list.

You're in a tough spot.

There's no use holding out on him.

The cop's right. Come on, hand it over.

Just play ball with him. Do as he tells you.

All right. I'll get it for you.

Stop stalling.

Ann, we can't help you.

Don't stall him. Give him the list.

- In the medicine cabinet.

- Medicine cabinet.

You all right?

- Mom!

- Tommy!

Take over here.

Come on.

There's the car, boys!

We're looking for a Mrs. Neall.

- Is this her car?

- I wouldn't know.

She's with a cop named Brown.

Where are they?

- Sorry, I can't answer that.

- It's all right. He's expecting us.

Well, they're on to us.

- Reporters?

- The works. Cameras, too.

- How do we beat this rap?

- By size alone. This way.

Take Tommy with you, Mrs. Troll.

I'll meet you at the hotel.

- Yes, Miss Ann.

- Goodbye, darling. I'll see you later.

Can you get away from them?

I don't know. They're on the warpath.

It's up to the big chief here.

I'll go first, Brown.

The rest is your department.

Good luck,

and take care of yourself, Mrs. Neall.

That's my department, too. Much obliged.

Thanks, Mr. Jennings.

Well, here we go.

- What about the payoff list?

- All we want is a statement.

It'll take a minute.

- Come, Mrs. Neall.

- Give us a break.

- What will you tell the grand jury?

- Come on, Mrs. Neall. Let's go.

Gangway, boys, you're blocking traffic.

Come on. Gangway.

Come on. Gangway, boys.

What're you trying to do,

keep an elephant out of a job?

Keep going.

- All right, boys, let's go.

- Come on, boys. Let's go.

Like I always say, nobody loves a fat man.

Hello, Allen. Everything under control?

I've got a car waiting, the DA's waiting,

and a big crowd out front.

We'll get you out the side way.

They won't see you.

But they'll have to see me sometime.

I can't keep running and hiding all my life.

Right now, I think it's a safe idea.

No. Right now is a good time to stop.

- Where is it we're going?

- Hall of Justice, a couple of blocks.

Then these gentlemen will have

to excuse us.

We're going to walk.

You heard what the lady said, boys.

Your attention, please.

The Forty-Niner,

Central Pacific train number 8...

eastbound for Albuquerque...

... La Junta, Kansas City, and Chicago,

now ready for...

SkyFury

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