Thieves Like Us Page #3

Them boys had a safe picked out.

You were in a carnival?

Yeah.

I joined up in one

a couple of years after my daddy died.

A man killed him.

Miss Keechie, you know

what the Mississippi state animal is?

What?

You know, the state animal.

I don't know. A deer, maybe?

No, sir. It's a squashed dog in the road.

You know what the state flower is?

Did you shoot that man in Selpa?

(MAN CHATTERING ON RADIO)

(MUSIC PLAYING ON RADIO)

It was him or me.

He'd come around the car

after me with a gun.

It's a weed.

That's dumb.

You smoke a lot.

I don't even breathe it in.

(CAR APPROACHING)

(HORN HONKS)

Keechie?

Oh, my...

You haven't seen

my dog around, have you?

- Which one of them's yours?

- DEE:
Keechie, where are you, you...

You know, that big yellow one

that was following me when I come here.

Oh, yeah. He ran off

with some redneck driving a pickup truck.

Yeah, that's all right.

Wasn't my dog anyway.

(DEE MOANING)

DEE:
Keechie, where are you?

CHICAMAW:
Being on a prison farm

don't make no difference.

If you ain't got no money,

it's still no good.

T- DUB:
Better than whacking your arm off.

BOWIE:
What?

CHICAMAW:
I seen four boys

chop themselves in one week.

- How?

- Hatchet.

Arms, toes.

Just like T-Dub.

But why?

T- DUB:
They work you to death.

I saw those boys dropping dead

right in front of me like flies.

And those bosses sitting

up there on the horses with the shotguns.

And they're looking down

on you, and they're saying,

"Hey, old thing,

ain't you ever gonna get up?"

Man.

Call your shot, Bowie.

Oh, I'm in, I'm in.

Gentlemen, that settles it.

It'll be my 30th bank.

But I don't believe you have to kill them.

Oh, come on. Those bankers just hold out

the money for you.

It's insured anyway.

Hey, look. Look, I've been saving these.

Now, you just draw those straws,

and the short man works

on the outside, okay?

- What do you mean, the outside?

- He drives the car.

Okay.

Go ahead.

Got her? Okay, that's it.

Move!

BOWIE:
T-Dub drives, huh?

Now, wait a minute.

Wait a minute is right.

We gotta draw again.

Give me that.

Okay.

All right, let's go.

Oh, sh*t, I got it again.

I mean, I can't drive

a getaway car with this foot.

Yeah, well, he can't rob a bank.

He don't know how.

All right, let's forget the straws.

All right, Bowie, you drive the car,

and Chick and I,

we'll work the inside, okay?

- Suits me.

- All right, let's go, Chick.

Goddamn!

The Giants beat the Cards this afternoon.

CHICAMAW:
The Cards?

(MUSIC PLAYING ON RADIO)

(WHISTLE BLOWING)

RADIO ANNOUNCER:

Sloan's Liniment presents

Gangbusters.

(MACHINE GUN FIRING)

(WHISTLE BLOWS)

Gangbusters at war,

marching against the underworld.

From coast to coast, Gangbusters,

the G-men, our government agents

marching against the underworld.

(WHISTLE BLOWS)

(MUSIC PLAYING ON RADIO)

(WHISTLE BLOWS)

RADIO ANNOUNCER:

Tonight, Gangbusters presents

(POLICE SIREN WAILING)

the case of the bandit brothers,

who rode a crooked trail

of death and robbery over the plains

until vigilant, fast-shooting, Western

peace officers straightened them out.

(CHICAMAW LAUGHING)

BOWIE:
Anybody following us?

T- DUB:
Are you kidding?

They're locked in that vault.

They'll be in there for 30 more minutes.

(ALL LAUGHING)

CHICAMAW:
You know, pretty soon,

I'm going to be wearing a $15 Stetson,

a $60 suit,

and a brand new pair of silk underwear.

(ALL LAUGHING)

(MUSIC PLAYING ON RADIO)

T- DUB:
Okay, that's what you started with.

(MAN CHATTERING ON RADIO)

There's your pile.

Chicamaw, there's yours.

There's mine.

And these coins here, they'll be for

beer and gas

and general expenses, all right?

Okay, Bowie,

you take that Plymouth out

and you burn it.

- Burn it?

- Yeah, burn it.

Chicamaw, you take the bus to Vicksburg.

Get us another car

with some extra plates, okay?

Bowie, you can hole up here

for a couple of days.

Where are you going?

I'm gonna go to

my sister-in-law, Mattie's. I...

I think we can get a car there,

and maybe she'll let us stay.

Where will we meet?

In Canton.

There's this Episcopal church,

you know, with a graveyard in it.

And this bride and groom,

they were gonna get married there,

but on the way there,

they were killed by somebody.

When?

In 1875!

Everybody knows about the place.

It's supposed to be haunted.

- We're not gonna meet there, are we?

- Oh, sure.

Right across the street is this barn.

That's how you can tell on the highway.

And we'll meet there day after tomorrow,

about 3:
00 in the afternoon.

All right?

Well, gentlemen,

this'll be my 33rd bank.

(HORN HONKING)

(HENS CLUCKING)

(STATIC ON RADIO)

- Can I listen with you?

- Sure.

(MUSIC PLAYING)

Want a Coke?

No, thanks.

I'll go get you one if you want.

It's okay. I don't want one.

You cut your hair.

I don't know.

I just sort of evened it off.

Chicamaw owes me $10.

You'll never see it.

I ought to know,

'cause he's my second cousin.

RADIO ANNOUNCER:
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featuring Dennis Thornhawk,

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David and Goliath...

Who's your fella?

Why do you ask that?

I don't know. I was just asking.

Yeah, but why?

I don't know. It's none of my business.

It's just most girls

have a fella, that's all.

I don't know what most girls have.

(MUSIC PLAYING)

You never have had a fella?

No.

Not even just to walk you to church

or something like that?

No.

Why? Do you think I should've?

No.

I was just wondering.

That's your own business.

You know anything about cows, Bowie?

No.

I come from the Ozarks.

All we grow there is rocks and tomatoes.

They ever have twins?

Boy, you got me there.

I don't know what made me think of it.

You ever shoot a.45?

No.

But I have a real strong grip.

I could out-crack

any of the girls in school on pecans.

You remember that game?

I win all the time.

Yeah, I remember that. What'd we call it?

Hully-gully.

Yeah, right, hully-gully.

Let me feel your grip.

Oh, I gotta go.

Have a good trip to wherever you're going.

(PLANE ENGINE ROARING

ON RADIO)

(MUSIC PLAYING)

RADIO ANNOUNCER:
Speed Gibson

of the International Secret Police.

MAN:
Ceiling zero.

Ceiling zero.

Ceiling zero.

Ceiling zero.

Ceiling zero.

Speed Gibson, Clint Barlow, his uncle,

an ace operator of

the International Secret Police,

and Barney Dunlap, Clint's aide,

have come to Hong Kong, China

determined to end the criminal career

of the notorious bad man, the Octopus.

During the trip over on the China Clipper...

(CHILDREN CHATTERING)

WOMAN:
You know what I got in the case?

WOMAN:
Here you go. You want a Coke?

Thank you.

Tell your mom and daddy where

you got this Coke. Now, don't forget.

It's good for you. You tell

your mom and dad where you got it.

There you go. There you go.

Here you go.

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