Lock up the warden.
That wasn't real, was it?
Let's go.
Put your hands up!
Which one of these here cars is the fastest?
That would be that Ford right there. It's got the new V-8.
We're gonna take that one. Go on.
That's Sheriff Lillian Holley's personal car.
Good.
Mr. Youngblood, are we clear now?
We are.
Okay, then.
Oh, come on, buddy.
You gotta relax a little bit. Just take it easy.
Do you know the words to The Last Round-Up?
¶ Get along, little dogies ¶
¶ Get along, get along ¶
¶ Get along, little dogies Get along ¶
¶ Get along, little dogies Get along, get along ¶
¶ Get along, little dogies Get along ¶
¶ I'm a-headed for the last round-up ¶
How did he act? Was he jolly?
Yes. He sang part of the way.
¶ Get along, little dogies Get along, get along ¶
While in Washington today, President Roosevelt said,
"John Dillinger is making a mockery...
"of the system of justice in this country".
The passing of John J. McGraw, long-time manager of the New York Giants...
- Hello. - Hey, doll, it's me.
Look, I can't talk long. You okay?
Yeah.
I heard it on the radio. How about you?
Yeah, I'm fine. I'm fine.
Don't come to Chicago, Johnny.
What's that supposed to mean?
I promised I'd look after you, didn't I?
Yes.
Well, then that's what I'm gonna do.
You know that, don't you?
Yes.
Look, I think they're watching me.
I'm gonna come get you outta there and take care of you.
Baby, don't come to Chicago!
Say you know it.
Say it.
I know you will take care of me.
I love you.
Sooner or later,
she will go to him...
or he is gonna come for her.
Say, Sport! Mr. Johnny, you got to hold it right there.
Can't stay here no more, Mr. Johnny.
Says who?
Sport's only following orders. So am I.
They thought you might come here.
I don't get it.
Talk to your pal Gilbert.
About what?
You gotta talk to Gilbert Catena.
Come on. Come on, get out of here! Beat it! Scram!
The welcome mat was not out.
I kept hearing your name. Now, I'm gonna ask you once.
And I just did.
Anybody see him come in?
I don't think so.
You want to know if we're armed?
We're armed.
Calm down.
Calm down. Calm down.
Hey, back to work.
What's the deal, Phil?
Look around. What do you see?
A whole bunch of telephones.
You see money.
Last month, there were independent wire services...
letting bookies know who won the third race at Sportsman's Park,
300 of them nationwide. Now there's only one, ours.
On October 23rd, you robbed a bank in Greencastle, Indiana.
You got away with 74,802.00 dollars.
You thought that was a big score.
These phones make that every day.
And it keeps getting made, day after day after day,
a river of money, and it gets deeper and wider,
week in and week out, month in and month out, flowing right to us.
Unless the cops come through that door.
Which you pay them not to do.
Right.
Unless you're around.
Then they gotta come through that door no matter what.
What does that tell you?
I'm popular.
It tells us you're bad for business.
So the Syndicate's got a new policy.
All the guys like you, Karpis, Nelson, Campbell,
we ain't laundering your money or bonds no more.
You ain't holing up in our whorehouses anymore.
No armorers, no doctors, no safe havens,
no nothing. You get it?
Personally, you need something to tide you over?
Good luck to you.
Hamilton has a 34-year-old sister in Detroit. Arrest her.
Pick up all known Dillinger associates, doctors, family,
Pierpont's mother in Indianapolis,
Dillinger's family in Mooresville.
We suspect them of harboring.
But Hamilton's family has not had word from Red in years.
You convince them to get word.
Create informants, Agent Purvis.
The suspects are to be interrogated vigorously, grilled,
no obsolete notions of sentimentality.
We are in the modern age. We are making history.
Take direct, expedient action.
As they say in Italy these days, "Take off the white gloves!"
Do we understand each other, Agent Purvis?
These are fine young men here. What's your name, son?
Harris.
G~men all over the country have picked up the gauntlet...
flung down by the outlaws and the wanton murderers.
And these junior crime fighters here,
these Junior G-men, has, every one of them,
stopped some crime from occurring...
and forestalled an entry into the black book of criminal deeds.
Today, I am rewarding them with these medals.
My friend Harris here is the first. Well done, son.
You can size up a score like nobody's business, Tommy.
You're a good egg.
But I don't like Baby Face Nelson.
You got Nelson all wrong, John. He thinks the world of you.
Hell, the whole country thinks you're a goddamn hero.
Where's the bank?
Sioux Falls.
Nelson says there's 800 thousand dollars in there.
Says he's got us a sweet little place to hole up...
till after the heat blows over.
What's he here for?
John, we gotta all be friends, alright, or this ain't gonna work.
Red told you, after the bank, we bust out Pierpont and Makley.
It'll take a lotta careful planning.
Yeah. So?
...and Public Enemy Number One, John Dillinger.
They may be sitting amongst you.
They may be in your row.
Turn to your right.
And turn to your left.
If you see them, call the Bureau of Investigation...
or your local police.
After the bank,
we'll figure out if we can bust them out. Okay?
Okay.
"You don't work with people you don't know...
"and you don't work when you're desperate".
Walter Dietrich. Remember that?
Walter forgot.
When you're desperate, that's when you got no choice.
I got one!
- What're you doing? - Get your hands up!
Get your hands up!
Come on, sugar, let's go. Come on.
Where's all the damn money we came here for?
Come on.
- Open the door. - What're you looking at, huh?
What're you looking at?
Tommy.
John, let's go!
Let's go! Get in the goddamn car!
Let's go! Let's go! Let's go!
How'd you find this place?
Don't worry. Nobody'll find us. Come on.
How much?
46 thousand 100 and 20.
That'd be less than 800 thou... Am I right?
Am I right?
It's 8 thousand a man.
Leave me my share and get out.
We gotta cut loose from Nelson.
You gotta rest up a while.
No.
No. If we don't get outta here first thing in the morning,
we're gonna wind up dead.
Only you're gonna make it.
God damn it, don't talk like that, Red.
No, Johnny. I got a feeling that my time is up.
And when your time is up, your time's up.
Red,
look here.
Tomorrow morning, Homer, you and me will go to Reno,
and everything will be fine.
Give me a shot.
I'll give you the shot if you tell me where the gang's holed up.
- I don't know anything. - Where's Baby Face Nelson?
- I don't know! - Where's Dillinger?
- I wanna know where they are. - I don't know!
Tell me! Where are they?
The bullet entered the back of his head.
It's resting over his right eye.
- Do not interfere. - His brain is swelling!
- Do not interfere. - He'll be dead soon!
He's suffering and I need to sedate him!
Not yet.
If you interfere, I will arrest you.
I don't know! Please, give me a shot!
Oh, mother, please!
- Tell me where he is! - I don't know!
All right.
Where?
Tell me!
- Little Bohemia. - Little Bohemia?
Manitowish, Wisconsin.
Fuck you!
Give me a shot.
Little Bohemia is in Manitowish, Wisconsin.
Sam, you drive up.
Madala and Clegg, you cut through the woods. Stay in the trees.
Come up on it from the south,
close enough to see if they're in the barroom there.
Rice, Rorer,
come up on it from the north. The kitchen is there.
You see if they're in what is probably the dining room. You stay in the trees.
- And if he sees them in there? - We go in.
And if he doesn't?
We go in anyway.
There's too much real estate out here.
Too many ways for him to get out,
too few of us to block him in.
We need to blockade the roads behind us.
We need to wait for Cowley's group to surround him.
Mr. Purvis, this is not the way to do it.
I will not risk their escaping the Bureau again.
You and Hurt take the northeast corner...
where the road turns.
Cover that and the front. Campbell, Baum, you're with me.
Thanks, but we gotta go.
No, come on, stick around. Let's have a party.
- We gotta work tomorrow. - Aw, work's for mugs.
Get outta here!
You wanna see my James Cagney?
You wanna see my James Cagney act? Huh? Huh?
What'd you see? What'd you say? What'd you know?
What's your name, doll? Huh? This your wife, you dumb egg?
Go ahead.
Stop that car!
Bureau of Investigation!
Stop that car!
Fire!
- Don't shoot! - Get on the floor!
Johnny!
Go!
Someone got out!
Is it Dillinger?
I think so!
Baum, you drive around the woods.
You flank him!
Go.
Go!
Come on, Red, come on. Come on. We're getting outta here.
Hey, give me the keys to that car.
Have you...
All you bastards wear vests,
so I'm gonna give it to you high and I'm gonna give it to you low.
Carter?
Who was it? Dillinger?
Nelson.
Sir, there's somebody on the road.
Cowley! Did you see a car?
A Ford, yeah, it's going the other way.
Turn it around! Madala, get in. It's Nelson!
Get in, you dumb bastards! Get in!
Get in. Come on. Let's go. Come on.
Where'd you get the car?
I killed a Fed by the road.
Faster, Sam!
They're behind us. Let them have it, Homer!
Steady the car, God damn it!
Shit!
Homer! Homer!
Come on!
Have you never seen a man die before?
Hush up.
You gotta let go, John.
Bullshit.
And you gotta let Billie go, too.
I know you.
You've never let nobody down.
But this time,
you gotta go on.
You gotta let go.
Right now,
all of Dillinger's friends are dead.
He is out there.
He is alone.
And there will not be a better chance to run him down.
Yeah, but he could be anywhere.
He could be anywhere.
But he is not anywhere, because what he wants is right here.
I don't believe in the government,
and I don't believe in the government spending all its money,
and hence I don't take any part of it.
And you say no, you...
I ought to refuse to accept the money. It's government money.
I don't believe in the government spending.
I'm not gonna take it.
What's she doing?
Still listening to the radio.
Sir, we have questioned a source, John Probasco.
We have information that leads us to believe that they're...
But Dillinger did aid law enforcement in one way.
He's cited as the reason Congress is considering...
the first national crime bill,
making criminal enterprise across state lines a federal offense.
Meanwhile, in Fargo, North Dakota...
We're building coast-to-coast.
We want it nice and quiet, and they bring this on us?
Frank, calm down. They rob banks.
Right.
In one state, then another state, that's called interstate.
We're coast to coast. Wake up!
Now they can use these laws on us.
What time is it?
It's 4 am. Sunday morning. What's wrong?
I don't wanna sleep.
Why?
Because I want all the time we got.
What if...
we could get outta here altogether?
Where?
Like Cuba?
Maybe further.
Alvin's got this job. It's a big job, a lotta dough.
We could go away on it.
We grab a Pan-Am Clipper to Caracas,
scoot on over to Rio for some fun in the sun,
slide off the map.
We could go dancing...
and have a lotta laughs...
any time we want.
Wanna take that ride with me?
Yeah, I wanna take that ride with you.
Where's the apartment?
Oakley and Potomac.
Alright, the bartender's name is Larry Strong.
He'll give you the keys.
Who brought you? How'd you get here?
A taxi. I took a taxi.
Let's go. Let's go, guys. Come on! Get her outside.
Where is he?
Where were you meeting? Where were you hiding out?
Answer him or they'll drop you in a black hole in Cook County.
Where is he?
I have to go to the bathroom.
Christ, look what you did.
Where were you supposed to meet him?
I can't hear you.
I can't hear you!
We were supposed to meet at our apartment.
Where?
On Addison.
What number?
1148.
When?
Right now.
Miss Roberts, can you reach Agent Purvis?
No. He's on his way back from Mooresville, Indiana.
He's going directly to Cook County Jail.
John Dillinger's holed up at 1148 Addison.
Where is he?
Well,
way the hell away from here by now, isn't he?
You wanted to know where he is, you dumb flatfoot.
Mr. Purvis, those men cannot treat a woman in this way.
You walked right past him on State Street.
You were too scared to look around.
He was at the curb in that black Buick.
You asked me how I got there, I told you I took a taxi,
and you believed me?
He dropped me off and was waiting for me.
And you walked right past him.
And when my Johnny finds out how you slapped around his girl,
you know what happens to you, fat boy?
Uncuff her.
Restroom is down the hall.
I can't stand up.
Miss Rogers.
Hello.
I'm Marty Zarkovich.
I was told to call you, Mr. Nitti.
I think I can get her to play ball.
Make sure.
Yes, sir, Mr. Nitti.
What did they say, Anna?
They say they send me back to Romania.
You know what to do.
Can they fix deportation? Can they do that?
These guys can fix anything.
Okay.
I want guarantee.
If you aid us in apprehending John Dillinger,
I give you my word...
I will do everything I can to influence Bureau of Immigration...
to let you stay in America.
Not enough.
Well, that's all there is.
I want guarantee.
Well, you're not gonna get one.
I think you did this.
I think you told Immigration to pick me up...
and send me back to Romania.
How do you socialize with him?
We go out.
Maybe tomorrow night. Maybe not.
Maybe in a week, a month. Maybe never.
I will not guarantee what Immigration will do,
but I can guarantee what I will do.
If you do not cooperate,
you will be on a boat out of this country in 48 hours.
Do not play games with me.
Who is "we"?
Me, him, Polly Hamilton, one of my girls.
How will we know?
I call you on the day when I know.
Did you get in there? Did you see her?
Yes, I did.
She palmed me this note.
She told me what it said.
That's good advice.
What're you doing here?
Meeting people.
On Tuesday, it'll carry the payrolls for 7 factories around Rockford.
There's two ways in, two ways out.
Doc cuts the telephone lines five minutes before.
Train arrives, you and I go in strong.
Harry handles the door and the safe.
Jimmy and Freddy drive.
What do you figure?
About 1 million 500 thousand to 1 million 700 thousand.
300 thousand dollars each.
- Holy cow. - Yeah.
We pull this Tuesday, I'm gone Wednesday.
Yeah. Where? Cuba?
No.
No. Where I go, I'm gonna have to go a lot farther than Cuba.
Yeah.
Hi, Jimmy.
What do you say?
Polly, Jimmy's back!
I tell you what, doll.
How about you, Polly and me go out to a movie tonight?
Get in some refrigeration.
- Where'd you wanna go? - Oh...
maybe the Marbro or the Biograph.
Jimmy's taking us to the picture show.
Mmm.
I'll go to the store later and make fried chicken for dinner.
Where you going?
Streetcar.
I gotta go downtown to get my waitressing license.
Hang on a minute. I'll take you. It's too damn hot in here.
Yeah?
Mr. Purvis. Anna Sage.
Afternoon, Miss Sage.
It is tonight!
Anna Sage will be with him...
and will wear a white blouse over an orange skirt.
That is how we will know it is him.
He may have changed his appearance.
And we have not learned if he will go to the Marbro...
or the Biograph.
- Two theaters? - That's right.
What's playing?
Excuse me?
What's playing at the Marbro? What's playing at the Biograph?
A Shirley Temple movie called Little Miss Marker is at the Marbro.
The Biograph is playing a gangster picture...
starring Clark Gable, Manhattan Melodrama.
John Dillinger ain't going to a Shirley Temple movie.
Sergeants Zarkovich and O'Neill,
from the East Chicago Police Department,
and Agent Winstead will be at the Biograph, as will I.
Now, Virgil Peterson, you will coordinate the Marbro.
He will be armed and extremely dangerous.
Is that it?
Yep.
- I'll be right back. - Hold on.
I'll go in with you.
All right.
It might take 10 minutes.
I'll meet you outside.
I'd like to see Babe take one more swing this season.
But his leg is pretty sore.
He takes a bid of batting practice, but not very much.
What's the score?
Cubs, 3-2, top of the 7th.
...that's why he's out of today's game.
The pitch is high. Ball one.
Broaca, the batter leading off for the Yankees,
did not see the ball very well.
What's going on?
Nothing yet.
They haven't shown up at the Marbro.
- Blackie! - Jim!
Well, you old son of a gun!
I say, you're looking swell, Jim.
Let's get a load of this Dempsey-Firpo binge, shall we?
Yeah, yeah. But when will we get together again?
Gee, it's been weeks!
- Well, what about tomorrow night? - Well, saturday I...
I will light my cigar when he's coming out.
Zarkovich, O'Neill, you and your men...
take the hat store right across from the theater.
Smith, Suran, Clegg, take 2 agents, you cover the rear alley.
And Rorer and Rice, you stay in the car...
with Reinecke to the north.
Clarence and I are gonna be in the doorway...
30 feet south of the theater entrance.
Gerry, you're in the tan sedan just to the north of the entrance.
In case he walks north?
He ain't gonna walk north, Mr. Purvis.
He's gonna head south,
cut through the alley back to her place.
Madala.
Hello, Gallagher.
Hello, Snow.
Must be something pretty important,
getting me in here in the middle of the game.
What'd you want?
I want to do a little favor for a friend.
You're the governor. You can save his life.
He's guilty. The jury says so.
Goodbye, Blackie.
Goodbye, Jim.
I can't help it, Blackie.
I'm not gonna let you die.
I've got to commute you.
You think you're doing me a favor...
by keeping me locked up...
in this filthy trap for the rest of my life?
- No, thanks. - Come on, warden, let's go.
So long, Blackie.
Kid, keep your chin up and your nose clean.
Die the way you lived, all of a sudden,
that's the way to go.
Don't drag it out.
Living like that doesn't mean a thing.
What'd he say?
I couldn't hear him.
You take care of this. I need to go call Washington.
How you doing, Billie?
I'm Special Agent Winstead.
If you've come here to ask me more damn questions...
"Where's this one or that one?"
I didn't come here for you to tell me something.
I came here to tell you something.
They say you're the man who shot him.
That's right. One of 'em.
So why are you coming here to see me?
To see the damage you've done?
No.
I came here because he asked me to.
When he went down, he said something.
I put my ear next to his mouth,
and what I think he said was this.
He said,
"Tell Billie for me,
"Bye-bye, blackbird".