FRANK: You want to get something to eat? - No.
I had something last night, ruined my appetite.
Besides, I gotta get down the road.
FRANK: Okay...
Thanks for the ride.
Come on, I'll buy you a cup of tea and a bromo.
Come on.
- Okay, but I can only stay a minute. - Good.
Okay, okay, we open. Come in.
FRANK: Where's the john at? NICK: In the back.
Oh, yeah. Give me a bromo for my friend.
I'll take a small steak, two eggs on top, fries, juice...
...and a side order of toast. - Sure. Right away.
Look out for that stomach, huh?
NICK: Okay. See you, huh? MAN: Bye.
We'll have your steak ready in a minute.
Where's my buddy?
He left.
He left? What are you talking about?
Hey, what's the matter? You okay?
The guy drove off on me. How are you gonna figure that?
(BELL RINGS)
Oh, I think your steak ready.
Thank you.
- Oh, no. - Hmm?
- What? - He took my wallet.
I left the raincoat in the car and...
I can't even pay you for this.
Hmm.
Tell me, where you going anyway, hmm?
- Down to L.A. - Why?
Going down for a job. The whole thing's in the wallet.
- What kind of job? - Phone number--
Hmm?
Machinist.
Oh?
Mm. Mm-hm.
Eat.
- Hey, thanks a lot. - Eat, you'll feel better.
I'll be right back.
Hey. Psst. You watch.
CORA: Watch what? NICK: You watch.
I find a new guy for the cars.
How's food? Good?
Very good. Great, really.
- Nick Papadakis. - Frank Chambers.
Frank, huh?
You know cars, Frank?
Yeah. Some.
I need mechanic.
- Here? - Oh, sure. Station.
Yeah. Well...
I'll tell you though, Nick, uh, I got friends down in L.A.
I gotta go down to L.A. Thanks.
And the meal, really, it was delicious.
She cook the food.
The... The food.
Delicious.
Tell me something, Nick.
Just a question.
What would you pay a guy?
Cora, how much we pay last guy?
CORA: Eight dollars. And you promised-- NICK: Yeah, yeah.
Eight dollars. Room, board and you like my wife's cooking.
Your wife?
Oh, sure.
Tell you what, Nick. I gotta track my guy down in L.A.
And if it don't pan out, I take you up on it, huh?
Well, okay. If we still got it.
And, uh, ahem, I'll send you some money in any case, for the breakfast.
- Yeah, yeah, do that. - Thanks a lot, Nick.
Oh, uh...
Goodbye, now...
...missus.
Be right with you there.
Here's change, 20 cents. Thank you very much.
MAN: What you need is more coverage.
NICK: Ah, I had it last year. - No, you had fire, theft, no liability.
- So, what I need it now for? - You should have had it then.
Suppose a customer comes in here and there's grease on the floor?
No, sorry, there's no grease on the floor.
I'm just saying "suppose."
No. You suppose something else.
MAN: Suppose it's raining. NICK: All right, it's raining.
CORA: What are you doing here? - I come looking for some hand soap.
I don't have any hand soap here.
You got anything in the kitchen I could use?
CORA: Go use the station john.
I'd just get it dirty.
(CAT MEOWS)
I'll tell him to get you some next time he goes in.
Sorry to bother you.
You want a cup of coffee?
Yeah, thanks.
A nice place you got here, Mrs. Papadukis.
CORA: Papadakis.
Oh, yeah. Sorry.
Papadakis.
What are you, uh, Greek or something?
What, do I look Greek to you?
No.
Thanks.
So, uh...
...what do I call you?
I guess you can call me Cora.
Every man need to have home.
You travel, huh? You travel?
FRANK: Sure.
Okay, okay. But you know, the time come, huh?
The time come...
Close the door. It's windy.
Cora?
- Cora, give the man some wine, hmm? - it's in the cupboard he wants it.
- Nice coffee, missus. NICK: Come here, Frank. Come, sit down.
I used to travel a lot too. I was a young idiot.
I know you. Sit down.
I know you traveling men.
I was too. Sure, I been everyplace.
- I speak six language. - No kidding.
Oh, yes, sure.
Cora, go get the wine, huh?
Language. Watch this, watch this.
(SPEAKING IN GREEK)
You know what that is?
What?
(SPEAKING IN GREEK)
You know what it means, that?
CORA: No.
(CHUCKLES)
You know, you never make fun a man talk funny.
I talk English better than she talk Greek.
(NICK CHUCKLING)
You know, Frank, this a country...
It's no...
There is no ideas here.
Opportunity, ooh, yes. Sure, they got them.
But there is no happiness.
(GREEK MUSIC PLAYING OVER SPEAKERS)
CORA: Nick, it's late.
Frank! Frank, come here! Hurry up, quick!
Hurry up! Look! Look at this.
(SPEAKING IN GREEK)
- Goddamn son of a bitch thief. - Huh?
- Come here, pick them up. - Sure. Hold on.
- Okay, Nick. You got them? - Where we going?
- Where we go? Here. Put them on post. - All right.
You got it?
Push, push, push.
(BOTH GRUNTING)
You know what I'd do, Nick?
I'd get a new one.
Oh, I'm get new one. Sure. That son of a bitch hang first, he pay for it.
Neon. Something flashy. You know what I mean?
- Bring some business in. - Neon? What's a neon?
Huh? Neon. You know, uh...
...them little colored tubes.
- Tubes. - Yeah.
Oh, it's a neon.
Yeah, neon. Neon.
Sure, sure.
Maybe.
Goddamn, they all try cheat foreigner!
Frank, clean up this place!
(CAR REVVING NEARBY)
CORA: He say how long he's gonna be gone?
FRANK: He didn't tell me.
He said he was going into town to get some parts.
Smells good in here today.
(KNOCKING ON DOOR)
Is that door locked?
Mm. I must have locked it.
That's money down the drain, isn't it?
I suppose you could look at it that way if you wanted to.
It's not your money either, is it?
No.
Open it.
Did you hear me?
(SHOUTING)
Wait a minute.
Wait, get off. Wait.
(BREATHING HEAVILY)
All right, come on.
Come on. Come on!
(CORA MOANING)
(MOANING)
(NICK SINGING WITH RECORD IN ITALIAN)
NICK: Cora...
...I have surprise for you.
Here.
What do you think?
It's new.
Let's see it.
- You like it? - Nick, it's beautiful, huh?
- Silk? - Yeah, silk.
For you.
Where you go?
I'll be right back.
Okay.
CORA: Shh.
(SHOUTS)
How'd you get that way?
How are you feeling tonight, Cora?
Lousy.
Yeah, you missed me.
NICK: Cora!
Stupid, stupid. I almost forgot.
My design, huh?
I see they make it the way I say.
See you tomorrow, huh?
FRANK: See you later, Nick!
(KNOCKING ON DOOR)
Yeah?
Feel like doing something?
I'm doing it.
Do you want some company?
Want some company?
You want to be with me, right?
Right?
Yeah.
Good.
Go pack a bag. We're going to Chicago.
Go pack a bag.
We're going to Chicago. Now.
BOY: Get your Los Angeles Times!
Extra! Read all about it!
I used to work near here.
BOY: Get your L.A. Times.
- You got a cigarette? - No.
FRANK: How much money you got? CORA: $110.
FRANK: Don't flash it around here, Cora. Put your purse away.
WOMAN: Wait a minute. You left your suitcase.
MAN (ON SPEAKER): Bus leaving from Los Angeles to San Diego, Phoenix...
- Want something to read? - Sure.
I'll be right back. Hmm?
MAN: Next departure will be Los Angeles to Chicago.
All right, guys.
Help you, sir?
Yeah.
MAN 2: Change, sir. Sir. You're change.
- Yeah, thanks. - You're welcome.
- What do you want? - You want one? We got it.
(CHATTERING)
I got you covered.
Let's get hot tonight!
All right!
- Buck buys, you're up. - Roll again.
Okay, new shooter coming in the game.
I got a dollar here.
MAN 3: All right, guys, four. Very good.
FRANK: Who wants a hard ways four?
- Two-to-one. - Two-to-one on the hard ways?
What about you? Hard way for you? Dollar here.
- Okay, roll them. - Don't touch this money.
- Where's he think he's going? - I don't know.
Hey, we ain't got all night.
Give me some money.
We're getting lucky. These guys don't know craps from wheat or something.
Come on.
No, I'm not giving it to you.
Hey, what? No, no. You don't understand.
I gotta cover a bet. I can't talk to you now.
- Frank, I can't go out there broke. - What?
What are you doing out there anyway?
Will you, for chrissake, just give me some money?
I saved that money.
Two for San Francisco.
- What are you doing? - I'm trading these in.
CLERK: San Francisco. CORA: We're going to Chicago.
- Not anymore. You wanna give me money? CORA: No.
- That's $37 change for you folks. - I appreciate that.
Wait, you told me your friends were in Chicago.
Hey. Hey. I got friends in Chicago. I got friends in Duluth.
I'm gonna show you something. Sit down.
(GAMBLERS CHATTERING)
You got it. You got it.
Oh, I must have skipped you.
MAN: You destroyed me. FRANK: I sure got lucky.
Wait a minute. You're leaving with the money?
Well, I won it.
Hey, mate. I want a shot to get it back.
Fuck you, commodore. I'm taking it.
I won this money.
All right?
It's all right with me, pal.
Good meeting with you.
MAN: Let's go, Jim. Come on.
Hey, did you see that good-looking girl I was talking to leave with anyone?
CLERK: No, I don't know where she went.
NICK: Turn it on.
MAN 1: We shouldn't have hooked this up in the rain.
NICK: Finish up already!
MAN 2: You check the connection? MAN 1: I checked it.
- You check the switch? - I did.
Check the hookup.
You both say sign work day and night. I want lights on.
- Want a cup of coffee? - Turn them on!
- He's checking the hookup. NICK: Hurry. I want to see lights on.
Come on!
MAN 3: Where the hell is it?
MAN 2: Go around there. He said it's around to the left.
MAN 3: Yeah, I think I found it.
He would have found us anyway.
You don't know him.
He would have followed us and found us.
It was no sleepover, Cora.
I'm just disappointed. I thought we had something.
You just don't know what it's like.
Be a woman trapped in this kind of--
You don't know.
There's always a way, Cora...
...if we stick together.
(NICK SPEAKING INDISTINCTLY)
I didn't know what to do.
NICK: Cora?
Cora.
I gotta have you, Frank.
If it was just us...
If it was just you and me...
What are you talking about?
I'm tired of what's right and wrong.
They hang people for that, Cora.
NICK: Cora!
How many times I gotta call you?
Come here.
Hey, come here.
Hey, Frank, it look good from here.
FRANK: Yeah, it's a hell of an idea you had.
NICK: Yeah, ha, ha.
Neon, huh? Neon!
(GREEK MUSIC PLAYING OVER SPEAKERS)
All right?
I'll honk the horn. Twice for danger.
And the door?
Locked from the inside.
- Then down the ladder and that's it. - Yeah.
Do you love me, Frank?
Sure.
You know I do.
Don't worry about anything.
Don't tell me that.
(MOTORCYCLE APPROACHES)
FRANK: Evening.
You knew I had to stop here, didn't you.
She's beautiful.
I come by here all the time. When'd you put her up?
Uh, just today.
That had to be.
(CAT MEOWS)
What's that?
There's a damn cat up there.
Oh, yeah. Ha, ha.
Hey, they sound a lot like babies crying sometimes, don't they?
Yes, they do.
Well, I ought to get back to work.
Yeah, well. We all got to sometime, that's for sure.
That's for sure.
- Take care now. - Okay, I'll do that.
(HONKS HORN)
(CAT CATERWAULS)
CORA: Aah! Frank!
(CORA SCREAMING)
Frank, get over here!
Oh, my God!
(CORA SCREAMING)
Frank! What happened to the lights?
- I hit him. I hit him! - Huh?
I hit him, and all the lights went out!
FRANK: Call an ambulance. The cop came by. He saw everything.
The cop? What cop?
Get on the phone! Get on the phone!
CORA: I'm gonna die for this! I know I am!
Hello, Nick.
Ugh. Nick, wake up. Nick.
(FRANK GROANS)
Come on, Nick.
Come on, Nick! Wake up!
Come on, Nick! Come on, Nick! Nick, wake up! God.
We'll know for sure after we see the tests.
It'll be about a week. Only a week.
Thank you.
Can I have the book, please?
Thanks.
All he knows, it went dark.
If he'd have turned around, they'd have hanged us for it.
And something...
Something put that cop there.
It's an act of God those lights went out.
Don't look back.
- What? - Don't look back. It's a cop.
His red light's on.
Oh, God.
No, no, leave them on.
Bathroom upstairs?
FRANK: Uh, yeah.
What's that ladder doing there?
I don't know.
COP: Come here.
All right, sure.
Hey.
Cover's off this fuse box up here.
That sucker stuck a paw in it, fried him deader than hell.
FRANK: Yeah, how about that?
It must have been those guys that, uh, were working on the sign today.
Well...
Well, sounds like that.
Sorry about your husband, ma'am.
Thank you.
Thanks a lot.
I'll, uh, get a flashlight.
I know it's tough...
...to go down and see him.
You're sure you don't want me to drive?
Hurry back.
(CHILDREN CHATTERING)
MAN: Riders, to the right!
Take it easy, guys, there's enough for everyone.
Cut pie.
Little portions.
Happy to help you.
(JAZZ MUSIC PLAYING OVER SPEAKERS)
(CORA & FRANK CHUCKLING)
John Philip Sousa.
(BOTH LAUGHING)
I don't want to make love tonight.
It's our last night.
I know.
I don't want to make love.
You're right.
Me neither.
(SIGHS)
Oh, Christ, Cora.
(GREEK MUSIC PLAYING)
(CHATTERING)
It's all in the feet. You must watch the feet.
FRANK: Can I talk to you?
- Just watch the feet... FRANK: Can I talk to you?
...how I dance and you'll learn--
Excuse me.
(SPEAKING IN GREEK)
I can't talk about it now.
What do you mean you can't talk about it?
Four days already, you can't talk about it.
Yeah, you don't understand.
I can't do it anymore, Frank. You understand?
What can't you do? What does that mean?
You can't do it anymore?
(GLASS BREAKS)
(SPEAKING IN GREEK)
- It's over. MAN: Cora, come dance.
What? What are you talking about?
Bravo, Nicko!
(SPEAKING IN GREEK)
Frank, come here!
(SPEAKING IN GREEK)
(CROWD CHEERING)
This man save my life. I found this man.
(CROWD CHEERING)
(SINGING IN GREEK)
Cora, my feets, you know?
(SPEAKING IN GREEK)
My feets. My feets.
They're beautiful.
- Beautiful. - You say it.
You say it in Greek.
Nick, I can't say it in Greek.
(SPEAKING IN GREEK)
Ah, come on, you say it.
(SPEAKING IN GREEK)
Yes!
(SPEAKING IN GREEK)
Come here. Now you say it. It's beautiful.
Tonight. Tonight.
CORA: What?
What are you doing?
You're the guy's wife, Cora. You told me that.
You were gonna leave me.
- I was writing you a note-- - What, a thank-you note?
Huh?
- Is that what you were doing? - Cora, look, live here.
Live with the guy.
We took a chance. We didn't make it.
Live with the man.
He wants to have a baby.
You understand?
He's changed.
He says the accident changed him, and now I'm supposed to have his kid.
(CHUCKLES)
How am I gonna do that?
(SOBBING)
How am I supposed to have his baby?
I can't have his baby.
The only one I could have a baby by is you.
Okay. Shh.
Say you won't leave me. Please.
FRANK: Just stall him, baby.
Just stall him.
(CAR HORN HONKS)
- You going far? - We go to Ventura.
A trip. A change of scenery.
- Much farther? - it's a couple hours.
That's it.
What do I owe you?
Uh, $1.44.
- Here you go. - Be right back.
(CAR HORN HONKS)
(FRANK SINGING INDISTINCTLY)
MAN: Here's your change.
I'm gonna drive now.
CORA: You're not going to drive. FRANK: What?
You can't even walk. What are you talking about? Get in the back.
- What? CORA: Get in the back.
FRANK: What are you, nutty? I wanna drive home.
- Come on, Frank. - You don't want to drive tonight.
What, do you own this car, big fella? Huh?
- Frank. - Just get in the back.
All right.
That's it.
You drive safely now, okay? Good night.
(NICK & FRANK SINGING INDISTINCTLY)
How about some wine?
- Come on, Nick. - Ha, ha.
Hey, Frank...
ls nothing like to have wife.
Cut it out!
Is drunk.
(CHUCKLES)
Shit!
Cora, don't talk like that.
It's boiling over, Nick. I gotta pull over.
What?
Wake him up, huh?
Wake him up. Fix it.
CORA: Frank?
(FRANK SINGING INDISTINCTLY)
Frank!
Frank, wake up. The car's stopped.
Come on, wake up. You gotta fix it.
Frank, get out of the car.
CORA: Nick?
(SPEAKING INDISTINCTLY)
Shit.
I'll fix it myself.
What's the matter...
...with door?
Handle no open.
There, I got it.
Oh.
Is he dead?
Get in.
Come on, Cora. Get in. Get in!
No!
No.
Drive.
Put it in neutral.
Push.
Wait.
(CAR HORN HONKING)
(GRUNTING)
Come on, Cora. Come on.
Do it.
Come on.
Do it!
You hurt me.
You got this on the dash.
And you don't know where you got this.
What?
(SHOUTS)
(FRANK SCREAMING)
Frank!
Oh, no-- Oh, God!
(CAR HORN HONKING)
(SHOUTING)
God.
Oh, God! Aah!
Stop!
There's been an accident! You have to help me!
Oh, God!
Thank you.
How are you today?
Fine.
Have you ever been in San Francisco?
- Yeah. - In Buffalo?
Who are you, mister?
You know who I am.
You did time in Buffalo.
In Wichita, armed robbery, reduced to--
- Can we talk about this later? SACKETT: Saying you held up a card game.
Moline, Illinois, 13 months, assault on a rail road investigator.
They gave me something.
If you plead innocent and make me try you for homicide, I'm gonna see that you hang.
FRANK: What're you saying? This have something to do with this accident?
- I wasn't even driving. SACKETT: Oh, you weren't driving.
You were too drunk to drive, you were too drunk to walk.
You have a witness at the station. Yes, yes, yes.
Who do you think you're dealing with? I know you killed him.
Come on.
Why would I want to kill him?
Oh, buddy, I saw her. I might kill for her.
Why would I kill for that?
Forget the girl. They'll hang you for the money.
What money?
The $10,000 life insurance policy...
...issued on Nick Papadakis by Pacific Reliance.
His wife, the sole beneficiary. Does that look familiar, Frank? Huh?
Don't play with the insurance company. They don't like to lose.
I swear I don't know nothing about no insurance policy.
SACKETT: Oh, come on, Frank.
Either she did it, or you did it together. Which is it?
- I didn't kill him. - Prove it to me, Frank.
- How am I gonna prove it to you? - Sign this.
What is this?
It's the only thing that will convince me and the jury you're innocent.
All right, Frank?
Let's get out of here.
It's all right.
My name is Katz.
I'm representing you and Mrs. Papadakis.
You two will be arraigned tomorrow.
Until then, anybody ask you anything, you say, "Talk to the lawyer."
You understand that, Frank?
- Yeah. - Good.
Did you sign this?
Don't sign anything else.
Okay.
You got yourself pretty banged up.
Good. It'll look good in court.
FRANK: Hey.
Are you gonna see Cora?
Yeah.
Tell her I didn't mean it.
BARLOW: It was broken in the act.
It was used to strike the victim on the head, which caused his death.
Could the victim's injuries have been caused by an overturning car?
BARLOW: No. KATZ: I object, Your Honor.
This man is not a doctor.
This man, Your Honor, is an acknowledged expert...
...in the field of insurance fraud.
This man is an interested party. If my clients are convicted...
...his company, Pacific Reliance, stands to save $10,000.
Mr. Katz.
I object and request that his testimony be stricken.
Overruled.
Thank you, I'm finished.
Your Honor, at this time, I will submit a complaint and request for damages...
...sworn by Frank Chambers against Mrs. Cora Papadakis...
CORA: What?
...for injuries sustained in a car under her control.
- Your Honor, I object to this complaint. - What? What complaint?
Did you sign something, Frank?
Tell me. Did you sign something against me?
- Sit down, Cora. - You wouldn't do that to me, would you?
- He wouldn't do that! - Your Honor, that is exactly--
What did he sign? What complaint are you talk--?
- What complaint? - Absent adjudication on--
Show it to me! Show it to me!
- I want to see it! I don't believe it! - Overruled.
- Enter the complaint. CORA: I don't believe it!
You cannot enter the complaint.
It was extorted from a seriously injured man under the influence of drugs...
...and pain, without the benefit of counsel.
I've ruled on this. Will you proceed?
(WHISPERS)
Under the circumstances of this ruling...
...I have no alternative but to plead Mrs. Papadakis guilty as charged.
- State accepts the plea. - Your Honor, move to adjourn.
Accepted.
(SPEAKING IN GREEK)
FRANK: You're working for the state!
CORA: Let go of me! KATZ: Don't say anything to them.
(SCREAMING)
(ALL SHOUTING)
- You're making a terrible mistake. - Just shut up.
Okay, ready?
Okay, this is my statement.
We did it all.
Frank Chambers and I planned it...
...and he killed my husband.
(CHUCKLES)
KATZ: I'll just be a few minutes, all right? - Fine.
KATZ: I appreciate you seeing me. BARLOW: What is it? They're guilty.
KATZ: Yeah, that's yet to be decided. BARLOW: They're guilty.
KATZ: Now I can plead them innocent in 48 hours.
Yeah, yeah. Look, they tried to kill him once before.
Oh, that's very interesting you should think that. Huh.
On March 5, there was a party. I got a fucking Greek army...
...that'll swear Papadakis said of Chambers:
"That is the man who saved my life."
- I think you got it backwards. - Off the record?
- Sure. - You don't mean to say they're innocent.
That's precisely what I'm telling you. And that's what I'll tell the jury.
The prosecution's got no case. No evidence, no witnesses, nothing!
All they've got is you.
And what are you doing, huh?
Don't forget, I am talking to poor people out there.
Now, that jury, they have got a very attractive...
...grief-stricken young woman on that stand on the one hand.
And on the other hand, they got you, pal.
You and your, uh, big insurance company, trying to save 10 grand.
We'll see.
What do you think?
I still think they're gonna burn them.
And if they don't...
...you've cost your company 10 grand.
There goes your Christmas bonus.
You wanna take that chance?
I'm gonna show you a way that you don't have to take a chance.
BARLOW: Now what?
KATZ: Okay.
This is Art Beeman, Claims Department, Western Equitable.
BARLOW: Hello, Beeman.
- Glad to meet you. - Tell him.
Well, uh, my company issued a $25,000 liability policy...
...home, business, auto...
...to Mr. Nick Papadakis, just slightly before his death--
Frank Chambers was a passenger in the car.
He sustained various lacerations, a concussion and back trauma...
...which will impair his ability to walk.
If she was trying to kill her husband and in the process, made my man...
...an employee and passenger in her car, a cripple for life...
...I'm gonna go into court and sue Western Equitable for 25 grand, and I'm gonna win.
So here's what he's prepared to do.
Would you excuse us, please?
I would.
Western's in an unprotected posture here.
You're saying you'd reimburse?
Precisely.
Now, if you were prepared, we'd pay the $10,000 death benefit.
BARLOW: Cleared this with your people? BEEMAN: Absolutely.
BARLOW: Well, I think we can do business.
Here you go, Frank. I already signed for them.
Go ahead.
Come on, take it.
MAN: No, we got 27 up here already.
Make that 26.
They never had a thing.
They bluffed you. Sackett bluffed you.
Gets you to sign a complaint against the woman...
...uses it to get her to confess, and you both walk the plank.
Get it?
Come on, my boy. You're going home.
- Come on, we'll get you changed. - You're kidding.
You're kidding me!
Here you are.
She's free?
That is correct.
- But, uh... - But what?
She confessed.
Luckily, she confessed to my assistant, Kennedy.
Red-headed guy? Bet you thought he was a cop, huh?
FRANK: Yeah, I did.
- Uh-uh. He wasn't. Works for me. - Really?
Mm-hm.
Thought it might be a good idea to get it off her chest.
She seemed very upset.
Frank, uh...
Let's go out the back way, avoid the press, okay? Come on.
MAN: Where are they going? Where's the girl?
The best part was the insurance.
Mr. Barlow, their expert, stands up in court, says he made a great mistake.
The whole thing was an auto accident.
Hell of a world, huh, Frank?
Yeah.
Where's Cora?
Outside in a cab, waiting with Kennedy.
I knew I'd find you here, sneaking out.
- Yeah, that's right. SACKETT: You'd best sneak out.
The file stays open on you. On you and the woman both.
You put yourselves above the law. You killed.
You can't talk to me that way. I been inside a court of law!
You'll be back, my friend. I know your type.
Yeah, I'll see you again.
Spit on the sidewalk, you'll die in jail.
Hey, hey. Learn to lose, huh?
Well, uh...
Thanks a lot.
That's okay.
You took our part, eh?
And you made me $10,000.
Kennedy.
It's been swell.
(REPORTERS CHATTERING)
I had to pay him the insurance money, the lawyer.
Yeah, I know.
I didn't even know he had an insurance policy.
Can't leave this state for six months. I gotta call them every week.
I'm gonna have a record.
Cora?
I didn't mean to turn on you.
That's mine.
WOMAN 1: She doesn't look that old. WOMAN 2: That's her. I saw her picture.
- She is acting exactly as I expected. - She'll hear you.
Wonderful pie.
Miss?
Keep the change.
Thanks. Come again, huh?
MAN 1: Miss? - Yeah.
What about that chicken?
I'll have it in two minutes.
You think you could get in and help out?
You're doing fine.
I'm doing fine. I'd do better if you'd do some work around here.
What are you killing yourself for? We're leaving in two months.
It's what you said. Soon as your probation's up, we're leaving.
You want to leave, Frank?
You can go now.
You want to stay, then do some work around here.
And will you use a glass?
What are you, an animal?
FRANK: What are you gonna do with the money?
I'm gonna buy a new car.
What the hell do you care what I'm gonna do?
Move!
Move over. Come on!
Bastard, get out of there.
Get out. Come on, move.
Damn it, you bastard!
You folks need something?
There you go, gentlemen.
I've been looking for you.
Well, you found me.
I saw your picture in the paper.
Join the club.
Here's a menu. I'll be right back.
You know, I knew you since you were a little girl.
I knew it was you.
But I didn't want to call.
I knew they'd lost track of you.
I get the Courier still...
...from home.
And I read about your mother.
I was pretty sure you didn't know.
Oh, you don't remember me...
...but I remember you.
- Want me to call the probation people? - Don't call them.
I'll be back next week, the latest.
I'm sure she'll be all right.
Let me know, huh?
Yeah, I will.
(TRUCK HORN HONKS)
So, what is this, a holiday?
Closed.
Come on, give me a break, huh?
What will it take you, a minute?
Where you heading?
San Diego.
(JAZZ MUSIC PLAYING ON RADIO)
(LION GROWLS)
What have you got in the back there, if you don't mind my asking?
Cats.
What is this?
It's three cats.
What are they, drugged?
No, they're tired.
They're very tired.
These cats are drugged!
I tell you they will not perform!
I won't get in the ring with them. Take them out of here.
All right, all right. What is it you need?
I told you. I need performers.
I need wild animals.
- Where do you get them? - Gutierrez.
- Where are they? - Mexico.
All right, you get the cats.
Join back up in Tucson on the 12th. You do it.
- Okay. Okay. - Good?
Anything else you need?
Of course. A driver.
Excuse me, that lady... I just want you to put--
Take the cats away. I'm sorry.
You're right about that, you know, miss.
What's that?
I just rode 100 miles with these cats, and, uh, they didn't peep once.
Is that so?
Here's a fine little animal.
Peep. What about that?
And who, might I ask, are you?
Frank Chambers, miss.
Pleased to meet you, Frank.
You know what I'd do for you?
Buy you a hat.
- Yeah? - Yeah.
Big white one. You'd like that?
Sure.
(MADGE GROANS)
Caress.
Sorry about your mother, Cora.
She was old.
Let's get a drink.
No, I quit it. I'm not drinking anymore.
I've been thinking about a lot of things, Frank.
Let's just go home.
I'm gonna have a baby.
I'm gonna have your baby, Frank.
You want it?
Yeah, I do.
(LAUGHING)
- Tell me you want it. - I do.
- You do? - I do want it, yeah.
(BOTH LAUGHING)
- You do! - Sure.
Whoa!
Jeez.
We're gonna have a baby, huh?
Think about that.
Yeah.
We lost some business, Cora.
I don't care.
Ahem. I closed the place for a week. Went to San Francisco.
I don't care, Frank.
I've been wrong, haven't I?
No.
Yes, I have.
I know I have.
I've been making our life hell here.
But...
I'm gonna change now.
(CORA SOBBING)
Because if we got each other, Frank...
...then we got everything.
I want you to forgive me. Please, God. Oh, God.
Hey. Come on.
CORA: So you wanna know what I learned about babies?
What the most important thing is?
Yeah.
Is that you always gotta be natural with them.
I'm always natural.
Because they can tell, you know. Young as they are, they know.
- Yeah, I believe that. - So what you gotta do is two things.
First one...
First one is you gotta follow your instincts.
What is it?
The second thing--
(KNOCKING ON DOOR)
Tell them to go away.
FRANK: I'll get rid of them.
(KNOCKING ON DOOR)
FRANK: Closed.
KENNEDY: Can I bother you for a minute?
- We're closed. - It won't take but a minute. Please.
Just a minute.
Mr. Kennedy. Remember me?
Yeah, sure. How's Mr. Katz?
KENNEDY: Yeah, right.
But, uh, I don't work for him anymore.
- Is that right? - Yeah.
What are you doing now?
Uh, well, as a matter of fact, I'm not doing anything.
That's why I thought I'd drop by.
You know, I thought maybe you could help me out.
FRANK: Oh, yeah? In what way?
What do you need, a couple of bucks or something?
I mean, I know you're out of a job--
You remember that...
...that confession that I typed up that time?
Yeah, that phony thing you and Katz dreamed up?
Yeah, right.
Yeah, well, you know, when I left Katz...
...l, uh, took the liberty of taking it with me from his files.
You know, I thought the two of you might like it.
Uh-huh.
Nice place here.
FRANK: You want $100?
(REGISTER DINGS)
I want 10 grand.
Ten grand? What are you, crazy, bozo? What are you, insane?
- We gave the money to Katz. - Who cares?
I just want the money. Get it for me.
- Hey. - Sell the place.
Bring me 10 or I mail the confession to Sackett, and you die.
(BOTH GRUNTING)
Are you fucking kidding me? Are you kidding me? Huh?
Fuck with my family!
Huh? Huh? Where's the paper?
- I can't tell you. - Where's the paper?
- I got it in the bank. - In the bank?
- Which one? - I can't tell you.
Which one?
Glendale Trust.
(KENNEDY CRYING)
Get the gun.
How do you feel?
I feel great.
I'll get back as soon as I can. You want anything from town?
Let's go, Kennedy.
MAN: You folks open?
Sure.
Cora?
Your friend came by.
(CAT GROWLS)
You bastard!
Don't come near me.
You're scum, Frank.
I knew that when I met you.
You'll never change.
Your confession.
I don't even need it.
I never did.
They tried me for it once, Frank.
They can't touch me now.
You understand?
It's in the Constitution.
Didn't you know that, Frank?
But they can try you.
They can still try you.
(CORA CHUCKLES)
FRANK: Who are you calling?
CORA: I'm cold.
You sure about that?
I want to marry you.
You just want to shut me up.
If I wanted to shut you up, I'd have shut you up.
I want to marry you.
That what you want?
Yeah.
Today.
Do you want to wait till the weekend?
(BOTH LAUGHING)
CORA: You know, I've been thinking.
Maybe we ought to sell that place.
Ah, it ain't bad out here for kids.
Keep pets.
- Don't walk in there. - Why not?
You got a beer there? Huh?
- There you go. - Get the opener?
Yep.
That's it. That's it.
What's wrong?
- It's okay. - What's wrong?
- You all right? - Hurt for a minute.
- You sure? - Yeah.
- It's okay. - No, no. Come on, get in. Take it easy.
Yeah, it was just a minute.
Kind of scared me.
We'll get somebody to take a look at you.
- No, I'm fine. - Hey, you listen to me.
I just want to go home, really, Frank.
I'll have you looked at.
I just felt a little funny.
Like I strained something.
That's what I mean.
Feeling a little better?
I feel great.
- Yeah? - Yeah.
- Good. You look good. - Yeah.
You do.
Why shouldn't I?
(TRUCK HORN HONKS)
(SHOUTS)
(SCREAMS)
(GRUNTS)
(CRYING)
(English - US - SDH)