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- Morning. - Morning.
Guess you want to fill up, huh?
Yeah, I was hoping to.
Sorry, but our gas pumps are dry.
Waiting on the fuel truck to show up.
I'm almost empty. Is there another gas station around here?
Not for another a 100 miles.
Damn.
You're welcome to wait at the diner right next door.
When the fuel truck shows up I'll come get you.
That's okay. I'll just wait in my car.
- Have a good day. - You, too.
- Don't work too hard. - You stay safe.
- Love you. - Love you.
... police reporting that two men got away
with an estimated $700,000
from the Buckeye Western Fidelity Bank of Arizona.
A witness spotted a green Pinto
with a damaged rear end fleeing the bank
at approximately 6:20 a.m. this morning.
Hello?
- Morning. - Morning.
- How we doing? - Doing fine.
- Take a seat wherever you like. - Thanks.
Can I get you going with some coffee?
Yeah, that'd be great.
- Cream? - Uh, no, thank you.
Did you hear about what's going on in the gas station?
- What's that? - Pumps are dry.
Says he's waiting for a fuel truck to show up?
I hope you're not in a hurry to be somewhere.
Actually, I am.
It's my daughter's birthday tomorrow
and I get to spend today with her.
Oh, well, I hope that truck gets here soon.
Me, too.
Where's your daughter?
She's in Carlsbad with her mom and her stepdad.
Carlsbad. I don't know where that is.
It's in California. It's like four hours from here.
Beautiful. Flowers everywhere. Beaches.
Pretty much the exact opposite where I'm coming from.
Sounds lovely.
It is.
What's in the case?
State-of-the-art cutlery.
- You're a knife salesman. - I am.
Figure why not try and make a sale
while I'm waiting.
I'm not in the market for new knives.
Nobody is.
Tell you what. I'll finish my coffee.
I'll do my whole kit and caboodle.
And maybe you'll let me change your mind.
Yeah, okay.
Okay.
You wanna take a look at a menu?
- No, thank you. - We're famous for our pie.
Yeah, I saw something about that.
I don't think I've ever had ru... ru... rub...
Rhubarb.
Yeah, Thank you. No, it's too early for pie.
Well, maybe take a piece to go. For your daughter's birthday.
- Oh, okay. - Great.
Where are you coming in from?
Oh, all over. How about you?
I'm from right here.
- What's your daughter's name? - Sarah.
S-A-R-A?
S-A-R-A-H. You got a newspaper back there?
- Sure. It's yesterday's though. - That's fine.
Mm. Thank you. Oh, that's great.
Hope she likes it.
You have kids?
Nope. My husband and I weren't blessed with that gift.
- I'm sorry. - Don't be.
Well, if you wanna use the telephone,
let your daughter know you might be running late,
it's right over there.
- Okay. Thank you. - Sure.
Hey, boy. Uh...
These pumps outta gas
so I'm waiting for the fuel truck to get here.
Should be here any minute.
We really got somewhere to be, guy.
You ain't got no cans in there?
We got plenty of cans in there,
but we ain't got nothing to go in them.
You're welcome to go next door to the diner
and wait till the fuel truck shows up.
We'll just fill up at the next stop. Thanks.
Well, unless you got enough gas to get you a 100 miles.
Unfortunately, you're stuck here till the truck shows up.
Then I guess we'll wait at the diner.
Man, I'll just take that shit off.
Naw, don't.
Where are you going?
I'm going in the diner. I'm gonna get some coffee.
We're staying in the car till that truck gets here.
- You serious? - I'm serious.
It's hotter than the devil's dick in this car.
Ain't anybody gonna recognize us out here.
- You don't know that. - I know they probably got AC.
This might be the last decent cup of coffee we have
for the next few months.
Man, who knows what kind of gypsy juice
they got down in Mexico?
Coffee in there is probably from Mexico.
Bullshit.
We're staying in the car.
Man. Lighten up, would you?
Fuck.
- Morning. How we doing? - Oh, howdy.
- You waiting on that fuel truck? - Yes, ma'am.
Well, sit anywhere you like.
Can I get you some coffee?
Yeah. Two, please.
- Cream? - No, just black.
Son-of-a-bitch, it's hotter in here.
Oh, thank you, sweetheart.
Hey, you mind doing us a favor
and turning on the AC or something?
Sorry, but the AC's on the fritz.
You boys interested in something to eat?
No. Maybe later. Thanks.
- Okay. Just let me know. - Yeah.
Fucking great. AC's not working.
That goddamn fuel truck better get here soon.
And if it doesn't?
We'll take that asshole's car.
He probably doesn't have any gas either.
Okay, well, then we'll take hers.
You see more than one car out there?
Look, man, like the guy said,
"The truck should be here any minute."
What you looking at?
Sorry. Didn't mean to startle you.
Looked like you were in deep thought.
Something like that.
You wanted to show me those knives?
Oh, okay.
Well, they sure look pretty.
Great. So these are Odachi knives.
They're made from the strongest steel in Japan.
They're just as sharp and as durable
as any authentic Japanese sword.
The handles are hand-carved from wood,
um, from a dark wood.
- Mahogany? - Mahogany... handles. Thank you.
Um, at this point in the presentation,
I usually have an aluminum can and then a tomato
to show off how they stay sharp.
That's all right. I can already tell how sharp they are
just by looking at them.
- Oh. - You're doing great.
Thanks. Um...
Are you okay?
Are those gentlemen in the booth...
Are they staring at us?
Yeah. Mm-hmm.
Did you...
Did you hear about that bank robbery this morning?
- In Buckeye? - Yeah.
Was that you?
Don't look. It's the car.
What do you think?
I think they would be the type.
I thought so, too.
- I'll call my husband. - No, let's give it a second.
We don't want to jump to conclusions about people.
- You just said it's the car. - I know what I said...
This is looking suspicious. Go on with your pitch.
With what?
- Sell me on the knives. - Oh.
Well I... I can't. I don't have a tomato.
You can't do it without a tomato?
No.
It's like getting maced.
You ever been maced?
They start unloading that shit into your eyes.
It's like fucking fire everywhere.
You can't get it out.
And I tell you what you don't do if you get maced in your eyes,
don't put fucking water in it
cause I made that goddamn mistake.
Shh.
The hell are they doing over there?
I don't know, man, having a fucking conversation.
Sheriff's office.
Hey, Virginia, is Charlie in yet?
He sure is. One sec. Charlie!
Yes, Virginia.
Your wife is on the telephone.
Be right there.
Hang up.
Yeah.
Dammit, she hung up.
Well it took you long enough to get over here.
Well, what'd she say?
Nothing.
Well, lemme know if she calls back.
- You don't wanna call her back? - No.
Probably just calling about the AC.
Oh.
When are you gonna get yourself a new phone, Charlie?
- Who were you calling? - My husband.
Do you know who we are?
Just two men waiting for gas.
I think you know more than that.
You're the men that robbed the bank this morning.
Bingo.
Hey, please let her go!
Shut the fuck up.
Get up and sit next to him. Come on.
Keep a lookout.
Put your hands down.
What's in the box?
Cheap kitchen knives.
You a knife salesman?
Normally I'd just slit your throat and steal your car
but fortunately for you,
I figured that fruity little number outside
doesn't have any gas. Correct?
No, I mean, yeah.
Where's your car?
My husband dropped me off.
The fat man at the gas station. Does he have a car?
- He lives here. - He lives here?
He runs the motel next door
and he stays in one of the rooms.
Huh. And no cook?
Not today.
Shit.
I guess we're stuck here 'til that truck arrives.
Which means you two better pay
close attention to what I'm about to tell you.
If you try anything stupid, I'll shoot you in the face.
Understood?
Good.
So here's what we're gonna do.
You're gonna go about your day just like any other day.
You're gonna keep our coffee mugs full
and when we're ready to eat, you're gonna take our order
with a big, fat, fucking smile on your face.
If anybody comes in here, find out if they got gas.
Got it?
Good.
And you're just gonna sit here
in silence and play with that little puzzle.
- As soon as that truck gets... - We got company.
As soon as that truck gets here, we'll be on our way.
Now I suggest you pull yourself together
and get back behind that counter.
Not a fucking word.
Good boy.
- Hi there. - Hey, darling.
You folks waiting on that fuel truck?
Yeah.
Well, take a seat wherever you like.
Sorry about the heat.
The AC's not working right now.
That's all right. We can handle the heat.
That's a hell of a grizzly.
Hmm. That's Duke. My granddad shot him.
He's been here since we opened.
Oh, family establishment?
Yes, sir. My mama opened the place up in '52.
We're famous for our rhubarb pie.
Rhubarb?
- That's a vegetable, ain't it? - It is.
Hmm. No, thank you.
You all right, honey?
- Damnit, Earline. - Shh!
Oh, yeah, it's just allergies is all.
Can I bring you folks something to drink?
Coffee for me.
Cream?
Gosh, no.
Just a glass of water.
Hey, Gavin.
Yup? Oh.
Hey. Hey, Sheriff. I'm heading in right now.
Is everything okay? Over.
Yeah, we're outta coffee.
Oh, all right. Well, um, copy that.
Uh, I can pick some up at the diner on my way over.
Over.
Tell Charlotte she hung up too soon.
Uh, okay. Uh, so...
Coffee, and tell Charlotte she hung up too soon. Copy that.
Anything else? Over.
No, that's it.
Okay then. Copy.
I will see you very soon. With some coffee. Over.
Thanks, Gavin. Over and out.
Man, I thought you were actually gonna kill that lady.
So... what's the plan now?
We wait for that truck to get here.
Or if somebody shows up with gas,
we take their car.
Well, either way, we're stealing someone's car.
'Cause if that asshole over there recognized it,
they're sure as shit gonna recognize it
crossing the border.
Where the hell's the shitter? Hmm.
Hey.
Yes.
Where's the shitter?
Over at the gas station.
You said the old man doesn't have a car, right?
Right.
Find out if she's lying.
And check the motel. See if anyone's staying there.
If you're lying to me, next time I won't let go.
I'm not lying to you.
Hey, hello again.
Hey. Hey, how old's that thing?
I really don't know.
- Can it walk? - It can walk. Just can't hear.
Huh?
If you're coming about the gas truck,
I still don't have any news.
No, I gotta use the shitter.
Oh, yeah. Right through that door right there.
Hey, um, you ain't got anyone staying in that motel, do you?
Nope. But for five bucks you can have a night.
No, thanks.
Uh, that waitress tells me you ain't got no car.
That right?
Why would she tell you that?
Um... just talking's all.
She'd be right.
What do you do when you need to get around?
With Betty here, I got just about all I need.
Right.
- Through here? - Through there.
You ain't very good with that thing.
- Yeah, I'd like to see you try. - Hand it over.
- You ever shot a gun before? - Yeah, sort of.
The hell's that supposed to mean?
You either have or you haven't.
Well, I'm a crack shot at Boot Hill.
That's not the same thing. That ain't even close.
- Goddammit! - Couldn't be any worse than you.
- You done pissing or what? - Yeah, I'm done.
You think whoever robbed that bank this morning
had guns on 'em?
Yeah, probably.
I'll tell you what. We get to my brother's place?
I'm gonna get you your own shotgun, babe.
You can't miss with a shotgun.
Just like Bonnie and Clyde.
No, like Kit and Holly.
Who the hell is that?
Badlands, baby.
- Oh, hey there, Charlotte. - Hey, Gavin.
Where's Charlie?
Oh, he's just being a big old bum down at the office.
Sent me here to pick up some coffee
and, um, oh, uh, uh...
Why'd you hang up on him?
Oh. Damn fuel truck is late.
All these folks are stuck here waiting.
Got busy and had to hang up.
Damn. Damn, damn.
Well, uh, excuse me, ladies and gentlemen,
I just wanna say sorry about the holdup, but, um,
but we should have it cleared up pretty soon.
And, in the meantime, you are in great hands
with our lovely Charlotte here.
Thank you, officer.
You're very welcome, sir.
Just the two coffees.
Oh, better make it three.
So, where are you two coming from?
Houston.
Oh, what do you know?
I spent some time in Texas growing up.
- Where about? - In, uh, in Waco.
Oh, our grandson just moved to Waco.
Really? Well, it's a... it's a beautiful little town.
Bunch of damn hippies.
Yeah, well, uh, what's, what's he doing out there?
Well, he sings and plays the guitar at a church.
Have you heard of the Mount Carmel Center?
Yes, I have.
Well, that's where he is.
Your grandson sounds like a very talented young man.
He had a rough childhood
but I believe he's on the right path now.
That's good.
How bout' you?
How'd you get from Waco to Arizona?
Oh, well, I've been all over the place but...
I came out here for the job.
You look a little young to be a police officer.
Well, sir, I can assure you I've gone through
all the proper training to be here.
- Uh-huh. - Oh, don't mind him.
No, no, it's all right. I understand.
I know I have a young face.
Well, that's a good thing.
I suppose it is. Thank you, ma'am.
You two get a chance to try Charlotte's Rhubarb pie?
Officer, do you folks have an overgrown Rhubarb farm
out here or something?
It makes no damn sense to me how y'all would put
a vegetable in a pie.
Coffee's ready, Gavin.
Thanks, Charlotte.
All right, well, it was nice talking to the both of you.
Take care.
Hey, Charlotte, can you fill me up?
Charlie gets a special one, huh?
Charlie doesn't like sugar in his coffee.
Oh, he hates it.
Yeah, Charlie's the sheriff in this town
and the lucky son-of-a-bitch who's married
to this pretty lady right over here.
Is that right?
That's right.
So where are you headed?
Well, I'll see you later, Charlotte.
Nice talking to you. You drive safe.
You too, officer.
Bye-bye.
Shit! Goddammit!
- Oh, goddammit! - The fuck, man!
Ah, shit.
Ow. I don't...
I don't know who's to blame for this mess.
It's not me, man!
You, uh, you just getting here?
No, I've been here all morning.
All right, well, let's, um...
I guess, we should head on back inside,
see if Charlotte's got some towels
to clean this mess up.
Come on.
What happened?
Oh, what's it look like? This guy crashed right into me.
No way, man!
Apologize to the officer.
- I'm sorry. - Thank you.
And thank you, Charlotte.
Um, you mind re-making the coffees?
- Yeah, sure. - Thanks.
So, you two know each other?
He's my little brother.
Huh? Scottish twins.
Hardly noticed you sitting over there.
- Me? - Yeah.
You had a front row seat.
Got anything to say?
Um...
Uh, I'm just messing with you, man.
- Here you go, Gavin. - Thanks, Charlotte.
Thank you.
All right, let's try this again.
It was really nice talking to you, folks.
You take care now.
You wanna get the door for me? Thanks.
Take care of yourself, now.
- You too. - Bye-bye, everyone.
Goddamn, it's hot in here.
- So? -"So?" So what?
Anyone staying at the motel?
No. There ain't nobody at the goddamn...
The fat man, does he have a car?
Goddammit, no. He doesn't have a car. Okay?
The guys going on about he's got everything he needs
right here or some shit.
He's not the smartest tool in the shed.
Sharpest.
What?
He ain't the "Sharpest" tool in the shed. Not "Smartest."
Man. Who gives a fuck?
Hey, Vernon.
Hey. You know what's going on, right?
Yes, I know.
Maybe the truck's here now.
Hey, people!
I just got off the phone with the company and they said
that the truck got off to a late start this morning,
but should be here shortly.
Um, if they're not here within an hour...
Shit.
I'll call 'em again, tell 'em to send another truck.
- This is ridiculous. - Take a nap, Robert.
Woah. Ooh!
I see Charlie hasn't fixed that air conditioner.
No, not yet.
He ordered the part, though.
You want the usual?
Yeah, I gotta get back to the shop.
- I don't wanna miss this truck. - You got it.
What are you all dressed up for?
Oh, I'm a salesman.
That right?
What do you sell?
Cutlery. Kitchen knives.
Any good?
They're the best.
Well, best of luck to you, partner.
Thanks.
Charlie?
Yes, Virginia. You don't have to yell.
Sorry. What'd you get for Charlotte?
- For what? - Your anniversary.
Well, that ain't till next week.
- 17 beautiful years, right? - Yep.
Well...
The traditional gift for 17 years is furniture.
Oh, damn.
So what'd you have in mind?
Well, is, uh, is a coffin considered furniture?
For my mother-in-law, of course.
You're grim, Charlie.
No, I'm practical, Virginia.
How about an armoire?
Uh, I don't think she'd fit one of those.
- Morning. - Oh, hey.
Howdy.
- Thank you. - There you go.
What you got on your shirt there?
Well, so I was at the diner and this big dumbass
wasn't looking where he was going.
Crashed right into me.
Oh, geez.
Sure, it wasn't you that was the big dumbass
who wasn't watching where he was going?
Well, you know, the other guy would probably say so,
but he'd be wrong.
- Yeah, okay. - Yeah.
What's going on over there?
Oh, um, well, got it right here for you.
So there, uh, right,
so the station ran outta gas and the fuel truck's late
and the diner's pretty busy.
So I think that that's probably why she, uh, she hung up.
Glad you got all that written down.
- Yes. Good note-takin'. - Thanks.
Thanks for the coffee.
- Uh, hey, Sheriff. - Yeah.
Is everything all right with Charlotte?
I think so. Why?
She just didn't seem, uh, herself.
Oh, yeah. Well, her momma's not doing so well.
Oh, damn.
Well, I wish I would've said something now.
Mm. No. It's best that you didn't.
All right.
Hey, what's a four-letter word for "Take the money and run?"
Uh... Shoe.
What?
- There you go. - Thank you.
Charlotte, what happened to your phone cord?
It got caught on something the other day
and damn thing just snapped right in half.
Well, you know, no one calls me at the shop,
so you can use mine.
Thanks.
I'll just wait until the fuel company calls you back, okay?
Just snapped, ha?
It's old.
What you thinking about?
About how that $200 ain't gonna last us much longer.
Ever consider getting a job?
Nope.
Now, hear me out.
Why do you think almost all bank robbers get caught?
Why?
Cause somebody always sees em' leaving the scene.
What if you never left?
What do you mean?
So imagine an apartment complex located above a jewelry store.
- That exists, right? - Sure.
So we don't break into the jewelry store.
We break into the apartment right above the jewelry store.
Cut a hole in the floor. Bam. We're in.
Nobody sees us go in or come out.
- That's... that's genius, baby. - I know.
How the hell do you get back up?
- Well, they just used rope. - Who's "They?"
In the movie, they used a rope to get back up to the apartment.
You didn't come up with shit.
You're just spouting lines from some dumb movie.
It's not a dumb movie.
Miles, do you realize the kinds of tools you would need
to cut a goddamn hole in an apartment floor?
- It ain't impossible. - No, you're impossible.
- What are you doing? - We need gas.
Honk for service, Miles.
What the hell?
That's a green Pinto right there, ain't it?
- That's the one. - Damn.
Where the hell is everybody?
Maybe they're robbing the diner now.
- Where are you going? - I got an idea.
Oh, Jesus. What are you going to do?
Oh, what, you gonna bust open the trunk?
Yes, Sybil.
Stay here and keep a lookout, okay?
What the hell is taking so long?
Get down!
What's it look like? It ain't fucking opening.
Here, give it here. I'll try.
Get outta here! I told you to stay over there
and keep a lookout.
I can see just fine right here.
Goddammit.
Put some goddamn muscle into it, Miles. Christ.
I gotta get back.
Thanks for the food, Charlotte.
You bet.
Damn. They got rhubarb pie in there.
Stop it, Miles. Someone's coming.
Hey.
Folks trying to fill up?
Yeah. Uh...
But there ain't nobody at the gas station.
Sorry about that. You should've honked.
We outta gas.
I got a bunch of people in the diner
waiting for the fuel truck to show up.
Where's the next gas station?
Well, this is the last stop in Yu--
- Enjoy. - Thanks.
It's those two assholes back there.
Well, don't turn.
Goddammit.
How do you know it's them?
Well, who the hell else would it be?
I don't know. Could be that old couple.
It'd be a perfect crime.
No one would ever expect a sweet old couple
to rob a bank. Or maybe...
Maybe it's that asshole over there.
He kinda looks like that crossdresser from Psycho.
Anthony Perkins.
Yeah, he kinda does.
Hi there.
Hey, Charlotte.
It's pretty nice seeing the place so full.
They'd rather be somewhere else.
The fuel truck never showed up this morning.
These folks are outta gas.
You know, maybe you'll make some good tips, huh?
Yeah, maybe.
- Glass of water? - Oh, yes. Lotta ice.
Hey, what do you think of the pie?
Not great.
Hey, you got any biscuits back there?
I made 'em fresh yesterday.
All right. Biscuits and gravy then.
You got it.
You stuck here, too?
No, I own a spread down the way.
I just come here for the eats
and prettiest waitress in the county.
- Oh, yeah? What's good here? - Everything.
She didn't try to sell you a piece of rhubarb pie?
No, she did not.
But I'm not a fan of sweets.
Mmm. You can't go wrong with biscuits and gravy.
Well, all right. Biscuits and gravy it is.
I hope you got enough gas to get home.
Yeah. No, I filled up yesterday.
Smart man.
Listen up!
Everyone put their hands up and do exactly as I say.
I'm gonna need the keys to that truck of yours.
And just in case you're thinking of doing something foolish.
We're taking this little lady with us.
I'll give you my keys. Just let her go first.
I'm calling the shots here, Chief.
Watch yourself, White Eyes.
Whoa, what the fuck you doing, old man?
Shoot him, Robert!
Hold your horses, honey.
You shoot him or I will!
Hey! Hey! Hey!
Let her go, or we start shooting at your friend there.
Fuck you, man!
Okay, everyone just calm down.
What are you doing, boy?
Yeah, Miles. What the hell are you doing?
Jesus Christ! Does everybody have a fucking gun?
I know about you two.
And I want some of that money, so I'm gonna help you out, okay?
Sounds like a fair deal to me.
Yeah, whatever. Just shoot that motherfucker!
Listen. There's a way out of this where no one gets hurt.
Oh, yeah. What's that?
I give you my keys. You let her go.
Me and this gentleman here won't shoot.
Ain't that right, partner?
That sounds like a beautiful plan,
but it... it's very unlikely.
Yeah. Sounds wonderful.
Except for the part where I don't get my fucking money!
I don't know anything about the money you're talking about.
That's up to those men back there.
You can walk outta here with them.
Settle it amongst yourselves. Out there.
Once Charlotte is free.
My ass. We ain't giving you shit.
Fine! We'll give you some money!
Just stop pointing the fucking gun at me!
I swear to God,
I will shoot you if you don't give me your word.
You have my word.
Now just put the gun away or point it back at that asshole
standing next to you.
Okay. I'm gonna take my keys out and toss 'em to you.
Wait. Give me the keys.
Bullshit!
No. I get the keys. I walk outta here first.
You let her go and we meet outside.
You motherfucker.
Do it already, darling.
Holy shit.
You okay, man?
Where's that girl?
Come out with your hands up, goddammit!
Okay. Okay. I'm over here.
I see you under that booth you little fucker!
You stay right there.
I'm not moving. I'm not moving.
Sweet Jesus.
What are you doing? What are you doing?
Put that knife down. That money's mine asshole.
That's fine. I don't want the money.
Oh, it's okay.
Shut the fuck up! You call this okay?
No, you're right, you're right. Sorry.
What do I do now?
You, you call the police.
No, you idiot.
Nobody's calling the goddamn police, okay?
I told you, I'm taking that money.
Yeah, take the money. That's fine.
- You're taking the money. - I just said that.
Are you fucking stupid or something?
Listen, you don't want to do this. Trust me.
Yes, I do. I just need to make sure
you ain't gonna tell the police about me.
I'm not gonna tell anyone. I swear.
And I'm just supposed to believe you?
Yeah.
Jesus. I just can't take that risk.
Ah, oh!
Shit. Shit.
Oh, shit!
Okay, okay, okay. Okay, okay, okay.
Okay.
It's busy.
- Try calling Vernon. - All right.
It's ringing.
He ain't picking up.
Damn.
Let's go, Gavin.
It's still ringing.
Hang up. Call the diner back.
Let me know if you hear anything.
All right.
Are you driving or riding?
Wait here.
What the fuck? Fucking Jesus. Fuck!
Oh, my God.
David, what's wrong? What happened?
No, don't. Stay in the car. Stay in the car.
There's a...
I need to find a phone and call the police.
What?
No. Hey, hey, hey! No, I can explain.
I can explain what happened.
You stay back!
No, I had nothing to do with what happened in there!
What the hell is going on?
There's a goddamn massacre in that diner.
But I had nothing to do with it, I promise!
I don't care. I don't care.
You stay right there until the police get here.
Do you understand?
Just please stay in the car, all right?
- Okay. - Okay.
Oh, my God! Oh, my God.
- I'm not the bad guy. - Okay.
What do you want?
Nobody can know I was here.
Yeah. Okay. Yes. Yeah. Okay, fine.
- We won't tell anyone. - No, no.
Right? We won't tell anyone.
Oh, God. Please.
Jesus Christ. I love you, Sarah.
- I love you. - What?
What?
Your name is Sarah?
Yes.
What's, what's your name?
- Shut up. - I'm sorry.
Okay. Okay.
I'll give you $10,000
if you never mention me to anybody.
- Are you serious? - I am.
I'm gonna give you the money.
You drive as far as you can with whatever gas you got.
You were never here, okay?
- Okay. Okay. - Fine.
- Okay? - Yeah, sure.
Okay.
Don't.
It's the money from the bank robbery.
Yeah, but that wasn't me.
Why is it in your car?
I... that's not important.
We can't take this money. We can't get involved in this.
No, you have to take the money.
That's the only way I can trust you.
No, you can trust... You can trust us.
You can. Right, right, honey?
You can... Trust me. Please. We won't say anything.
- Oh God. Oh God. - It's okay.
All right. Shut up!
All right. I did rob that bank.
And I shot everybody in that diner, okay?
I am an incredibly dangerous person right now.
I tried to make a deal with you,
and you wouldn't fucking listen to me!
So now, the deal's off the table.
I want both of your IDs,
and if I find out even ten years from now,
you talked to the fucking cops about me,
I'm gonna hunt you down and I'm gonna shoot you both
in the fucking mouth!
Got it?
Ah!
Hold on. Stay right there.
- Fucker! - No! No!
No, no, no!
- He's leaving... - Leaving...
All right, Sheriff, I gotta ask you something.
Sure.
How come you don't ever say over to me on the radio?
The hell are you talking about?
I'm talking about,
"Hey, Gavin, could you pick me up some coffees? Over."
Or, "Hey, Gavin, I just wanted to tell you
that you're doing a really good job today.
Over and out."
Tell you what.
As Sheriff of this town, I'm gonna make a new rule
that you don't have to say over
after every goddamn sentence on the radio.
I'll know when you're done speaking
and it's my turn to talk.
Well, I'll be honest with you.
I'm not too thrilled about the new rule.
Well, get used to it.
- Over and out. - All right.
Oh, Sheriff, what the hell is that?
Wait, wait. Hold on a minute.
Charlotte?
Wake up, baby.
Sorry.
I'm so sorry.
Sheriff?
Um, Sheriff?
Was that green Pinto here earlier?
I don't know. Why?
Was the goddamn car here or not?
I don't know. Maybe. Why are you asking me?
That's the car from the bank robbery this morning.
Oh, shit.
Clear the back. Check if there's any survivors.
Okay.
Hello?
Fuck.
Hey, Sheriff, I think everybody in there is dead.
Find the keys to this Pinto.
Keys to the Pinto. Okay. All right.
You just stay there, and I'm gonna find the keys, okay?
You're all right. Hey, sweet baby.
Hey, sweet baby. Come here.
You're all right. Shh. Shh.
Hey, Sheriff, I got some keys but I don't know which ones...
Oh, my God.
- Is it all right? - Give me the keys.
Okay. Okay.
Oh, it's okay. I got you.
What are you looking for, Sheriff?
- The money, Gavin. - Ah, shit.
Somebody else was here.
What makes you say that?
The trail of gasoline right in front of me.
Oh, goddammit. Right. Yeah, there was this, um...
Oh, it was a crappy yellow car that was here earlier.
Yeah, I saw it this morning.
When I was letting Charlotte off.
- Okay. Did you see the driver? - Yeah, I did.
Well...
Stay here with the baby and I'll call for backup.
Wait, wait, what... Sheriff, just wait a second!
I gotta go, Gavin!
No!
No! No, no, no, no, no, no!
Fuck. Fuck.
Fuck! Fuck! Fuck! Fuck!
Fuck!
Okay. Okay.
Hey! Hey!
Hey!
Hey, buddy! Hey, buddy!
Fuck.
Come out from behind there! Right fucking now!
- Do you hear me? - Yeah, I can hear you!
I'm just thinking you're gonna shoot me
before I can explain myself!
So explain!
So, yeah, so those bank robbers from Buckeye,
they showed up and they had guns.
And they held everybody hostage!
Everybody had guns! I had to hide under a booth!
And then I found the money.
I shouldn't have taken it.
I can see that now.
I should've waited. I should've called the police.
So you're the only one that came outta there alive
and you expect me to believe that you're fucking innocent?
Yes!
So what about your knife in that girl's chest?
Or the fucking baby you left in the car?
What about that?
You fucking killed my wife!
She loved me!
Fuck you!
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