The Sugarland Express Page #7

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Take care of that boy.

I know you love him.

And this is from my daughter.

Oh, thank you!

Honey, when we pick up Baby Langston,

we'll settle down just like real folks.

Hi!

(squeals) He's peeing on me!

He's peeing on me!

Can you believe that?

Y'all take this thing, OK?

(honks horn continuously)

- 84, 85...

- 185...

- 186...

- 88,

89, 90,

- 194, 195,

- 95, 97, 198,

- 99, 100.

- No, 200.

201, 202, 203, 204,

205, 206, 207...

(cameras clicking)

Out of the way, folks, please.

Take off!

OK, folks. That's it. Let's go home.

Where are they taking them?

For safety, we're taking them

to the courthouse to make the transfer.

- Transfer'll be made at the courthouse?

- That's right. Right out front.

Harvey, what you doin' over here

from Houston?

Well, if you're gonna stick around,

you might as well do it inside.

I knew it.

They done Terrible Ted the same way.

(police radio communications)

(band music, pop music, car horns)

- Remember back in the car lot...

- We're keeping this newspaper.

Could you sign somethin' real nice

right there?

Listen, this here's my card.

Maxwell Slide, phone and address.

I sure would like my car back after all this.

Honey, come on. Let's go.

Well, Captain, looks like

we made it in one piece.

Looks that way, son.

You still want your baby?

You still want your patrolman?

Listen to me, Clovis.

We've come a long way together

and you know my intentions

have never been other than decent.

Whether you realize it or not,

I know what's best for you.

So I'm asking you, please

get out of that car and get into mine

and let me take you home.

I know I gave you my word and all,

but I'm still a duly constituted

peace officer of the state of Texas.

What he's saying is,

he might not be able to keep his word.

I'm happy with the deal we made.

All right. Your child, Langston Poplin,

is in the foster home of his foster parents.

You just go on over there

and they'll give him to you.

(Lou Jean) I know where it is! Let's go!

OK, now, hold on a minute.

We gotta get somethin' straight, Captain.

Go ahead.

I want 15 minutes

while I go in and get my boy.

You got it.

And I wanna go in private.

Y'all hang right back here.

All right. We're not movin'.

I'll just park here so no one gets by me.

That's real fine.

There's nothin' else I can think of.

I guess it's goodbye.

Come on, Jean.

Clovis, if you don't mind my asking,

what's your plans after

you pick up Baby Langston?

I guess I can tell you now.

We're only a few miles from Mexico.

Jean's got a cousin in Mexico City.

We're all gonna go down and live with her.

- (Lou Jean) There it is! There it is!

- Yeah, I see it.

- I see it.

- Don't stop!

Hey, that was it!

What are you doin'?!

That was it! Do you hear me?

(insistent honking)

Stop that car!

It's all wrong!

Just look round you, for Christ's sake.

You heard what the captain said.

I'm beggin' ya, hand me back my gun,

and in the name of God, let's quit.

Now you open your door

and you step out real easy.

Then we'll go get my boy.

Clovis... he's not in there.

Ain't no way in the world

I'm goin' up that path.

Oh, God.

It's true. He ain't in there.

Baby Langston! Baby Langston!

- (Slide) We need to get outta here.

- Baby Langston!

Baby Langston!

- (Clovis) They took him away, baby.

- I hear him. He's cryin' for his mama.

Sit down. Just sit down!

- Jean... Jean, honey, they took him away.

- What's the matter with you?

You get out there! You go get him!

- You lied to me. Go get him!

- I can't do that!

- You promised!

- I can't...

Get out there and get him!

- I'm gonna get him.

- No!

- Yes!

- No!

Lou Jean, get down.

I'll take the girl.

Get down. Get yourself down!

Clovis!

- Damn that banister.

- Goddamn. The tree's in the way, Fenno.

- No, he's goin' back.

- He's goin' back?

Yeah. I can get him easy

but it won't be clean.

Take that goddamn window out!

Don't hit Slide!

(sirens)

Yee-ha!

(baby squeals)

- You OK?

- Yeah, I'm all OK.

- Why'd they pull a stunt like that?

- Y'all better pull over. Pull over.

Pull over and let me look at you.

How about all them crazy kids?

Do you have a match?

Take me home now.

(cries out)

(Lou Jean screams)

Do you have a match?

My wife's so loud.

(Lou Jean continues screaming)

(siren approaching)

(engine hissing)

I suppose you'll be wantin' that.

He took my gun

but he wasn't gonna use it.

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