Thieves Like Us Page #8

all over the state.

- That's why I thought it was a good idea.

- Don't you wake him up...

- Hi, Bowie!

- BOWIE:
Hi, Lula.

Yeah, Lula did it for me.

You want her to do it for you?

You know, that blond hair

of yours stands out like a lantern.

No, no, I don't think so. Thanks, though.

Oh, come on, Bowie.

I'll do you a real good job.

That's all right.

I just don't like people

fussing with me too much.

Besides, I wouldn't know

who to look for in the mirror.

- Listen, where's Chicamaw?

- Yuck.

Oh, he's sleeping one off inside.

LULA:
For God's sake, don't wake him up.

I will absolutely leave.

Oh, he's really been guzzling.

I don't know

what's gonna happen to that boy.

- He's sleeping now, huh?

- Don't you wake him up, now.

Hey, Lula, get his hat.

You look like

you just dropped in to say hello, Bowie.

Yeah, I've been traveling

hard and fast today.

T- DUB:
Oh, yeah?

Where you been keeping yourself, Bowie?

Down south of here a ways.

We got something to show you.

And if you'll just sit right there,

I'll be right back.

Okay.

How's it been going with you, T-Dub?

I've been picking grapes.

What does that mean?

Picking grapes. You get it?

What are you taking about?

I put $12,000 in

the Grapes Motor Hotel in Pickens.

Yeah, but I wanted to get that motor hotel

for Mattie and the kids

and that Bud of mine when he gets out.

You know,

so we could have our own place.

That Mattie has been

real loyal to that Bud of mine.

She's real people.

Just like us. You know, what I mean?

- How's he?

- Who?

Your brother.

Oh, well, we had some bad luck.

The parole board turned him down.

But Lula and me had

a real fine trip in New Orleans.

But that money just naturally gets away

from you fast down there, Bowie.

Was Chicamaw with you?

I haven't seen him.

He showed up here

about three nights ago drinking Jake.

Ta-da!

(HUMMING)

Looks real nice, Lula.

It's real... It's green. It's...

This isn't what we wanted to show you.

This is just something

Teddy bought me in New Orleans.

This.

Oh, did you graduate from beauty school?

Not yet.

Did you two go and get hitched?

Yeah.

Lula Jean Woodcock Masefield,

that's my new name.

Christ, T-Dub, you got

your real name on here.

Oh, yeah, but I turned the initials around.

I made it W.T. Masefield.

Well, that sure floors me.

Hell, Lula, you got this all over my face.

Oh, you know you love it.

Oh, damn.

Oh, God.

How are you and that

little Mississippi girl getting along?

Who's that?

What's her name,

Keechie, isn't it? Keechie Mobley.

What do you know about her?

Remember the time

I met her there at Dee's place?

I didn't know that you two

had teamed up, though,

till I read about it in the papers.

What did you read in the papers?

- You mean you don't know about that?

- No.

I read something about it just last Sunday.

I think it was.

There was a picture of her

I know that she must've had taken

when she was in high school

on account of the hairdo.

Well, listen, it'll die down.

I wouldn't let it worry me.

It don't worry me.

Sugar, I want you to go down to

the Red Bonnet Hotel and freshen up.

Bowie and me

have some business to talk over, okay?

Okay.

Bowie, have you ever been to

the Red Bonnet Hotel?

- No.

- They have the nicest wallpaper.

See you later, sugar.

Bowie, this bank

is a bird's nest on the ground.

We get 50,000 or not a dime.

Good. I need money. Especially now.

A man never knows

when he's gonna need money

and plenty of it in this business.

Yeah. Hell, they'll never

get three boys together like us again.

That's for damn sure.

CHICAMAW:
Ruby!

Ruby, God damn it, where are you?

I pay you five...

Hi, Chicamaw.

Bowie.

ROOSEVELT ON RADIO:

My fellow countrymen,

when four years ago

we met to inaugurate a President,

the Republic, single-minded in anxiety,

stood in spirit here.

We dedicated ourselves

to the fulfillment of a vision,

to speed the time

when there would be for all the people

that security and peace

essential to the pursuit of happiness.

We of the Republic pledged ourselves

to drive from the temple

of our ancient faith

those who had profaned it,

to end by action, tireless and unafraid,

the stagnation and despair of that day.

We did those first things first.

All right, this is a stickup!

Everybody stand still.

All right, put your hands down, lady.

Get in there.

Hey, you, up there,

up there against the wall.

Okay, lady, put your hands down.

Put your hands down.

All right, come on here.

Open this door. Let's go.

You stay there.

All right, banker, come on.

We're going to the vault.

Come on, get over there, lady.

Get that money out of the drawer.

Put it in the bag. Let's go.

All right, put that money in there.

Repeated attempts...

BOWIE:
Ma'am, would you come over here?

All right, come on, come on.

Hurry up, hurry up.

That's good.

...and bewildered.

All right, give me that bag.

Come on, come on, mister. Let's go.

Give me that.

Put your hands down, lady. Turn around.

Will you put your hands down?

...which are necessary

to make science a useful servant...

Sir, over there against the counter.

Put your hands on it.

Put your face against the wall.

That's fine.

Excuse me, ma'am, would you please

step over to that counter?

Put your hands on it and face the wall.

That's fine, thank you.

Now, don't anybody move.

(WOMAN SCREAMS)

...Republic sensed the truth

that democratic government

has innate capacity

to protect its people against disasters

once considered inevitable,

to solve problems

once considered unsolvable.

CHICAMAW:
You guys give me the jitters.

Why the hell won't you say something?

Why don't you have another drink?

A drink's not what I need.

Well, I'm gonna go down and pick up Lula.

She's at the Red Bonnet Hotel.

I don't suppose

either one of you two wanna go with me?

I do.

My car's just down the street.

I think I'll just go on home.

Why don't you stick with us, Bowie?

You're getting

awful stuck-up for a country boy.

I'll see you boys pretty soon.

Well, Lula and I'll be

at the Bourbon Street hotel

in New Orleans, May 1st,

if anybody wants to see us.

See you in the funny papers.

(CLOCK CHIMES)

RADIO ANNOUNCER:
This is our guest star.

Three charming girls whose harmony

has gone on from coast to coast.

The Boswell Sisters.

(MUSIC PLAYING)

D.A. Rolf and

the Goodrich Silvertown Orchestra

tell me they want to serenade

someone for a few minutes...

(SCANNING RADIO STATIONS)

RADIO ANNOUNCER 2:

Yazoo City, Mississippi, April 16.

One bandit was dead here tonight,

another wounded and...

(STATIC BUZZING)

...was in jail as a vengeful aftermath...

(STATIC BUZZING)

...another killing here this morning.

The dead bandit is T.W. "Three-toed"...

(STATIC BUZZING)

Mississippi convict is

sought for two months

in connection with

a half dozen bank robberies in Mississippi.

He was shot to death by officers

as he sat in a parked car

in front of the Red Bonnet Hotel.

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