♪ Oh, we'll kill the old red rooster when she comes - hack, hack!
♪ Oh, we'll kill the old red rooster Oh, we'll kill the old red rooster
♪ Oh, we'll kill the old red rooster when she comes
♪ Hack, hack! Toot, toot! Hack, hack!
♪ Oh, we'll all have chicken and dumplings when she comes - yum, yum!
♪ We'll all have chicken and dumplings Oh, we'll all have chicken and dumplings
♪ Oh, we'll all have chicken and dumplings when she comes
♪ Yum, yum! Hack, hack!
♪ Hi, babe, pull back
- Hey, Kyle. - Hey, Gary. Welcome to Montana.
- Thank you. - (dogs snarIing)
Wow!
Let 'em through.
- Oh, Kyle! You got a list? - Yeah.
Well, check it once in a while.
- (Katie) I thought we were goin' campin'. - We are.
(crowd sings ''Amazing Grace'')
- Hey, everybody. - Hi, Gary.
- I gotta get these kids fed. - Toby made a big pot of stew.
- Great, Ellie. Go to the table. - Hi. Hi, Katie.
(joining in sing-aIong)
You guys eat and hurry up and get to sleep.
- Can't I stay up a little? - No, you cannot stay up.
Goddamn, that's good beef stew, Toby.
♪ She can bake a cherry pie
♪ Quick as a cat can wink his eye
♪ She's a young girl who cannot leave her mother
They're waitin' for you down at the trailer, Gary.
I'll be along, Wes.
- Hey, Shorty. Where's Gary? - Oh, he'll be back in a minute.
Come on out here. Sit down and warm your toes.
Gets kinda nippy up here.
- I just got the kids to sleep. - You're real good with them.
They're nice kids.
- Where'd everybody go, anyway? - Oh, visitin' friends, puttin' kids to bed.
I'm kinda the old watchdog here.
How do you feel about this?
It's all kinda new to me, you know?
l never really known any Jews or niggers before.
- I don't like hurtin' people. - Well, I don't either.
l don't even like seein' a fight.
But, if we don't fight back, they'll take it all away from us, the whole country.
Jew-boy judges, and bankers,
and politicians with their nigger police, and Orientals.
- All of these people with guns. - I know. I don't like it either.
Hell, I have to close my eyes every time I pull the trigger.
You got a good heart, Katie. There's nothing wrong with that.
But you learn. You gotta do what's gotta be done.
l learned too.
All I ever wanted was just to raise my crops and raise my boy.
The bank took my farm and Vietnam took my son.
l got nothin' left to take.
l ain't in this for myself, either. l got a good heart too, Katie, just like you.
- What are you doin' up? - I can't sleep. I got the hiccups.
You do?
Boo!
I'll lay down with you. Good night, Shorty.
Good night, Katie. Good night, sweetheart.
(singing continues)
♪ Hey, hey, blue
♪ Come on, blue
Come on outta there, lazy.
- Oh, it's nice here. - Yeah. I bet you're hungry, too.
- Yeah. - Well, we got breakfast.
(Tannoy) Bob DanieIs, Chattanooga, you're wanted at the registration desk.
Hey, Lyle!
(aII caII out in unison) Have a nice day, Lyle!
l done told you not to say that to me!
- (Iaughter) - Ah!
Lyle thinks ''Have a nice day'' is a Jewish plot to put us all to sleep.
- Can we play ball now, Dad? - What are you doin'? You got school.
- Wes, help me out. - Let's go, you monkeys! School time.
Go, go. (imitates machine gun)
(RacheI giggIes)
How sweet.
- (gunshots) - There they are, over there.
- This is school? - Yeah.
(gunshots)
- Very good. - How's she doin'?
She's doin' great, Gary. She's a better shot than you are.
lsn't that great? This scratches. This doesn't feel good.
No, it doesn't, does it?
- Freeze! - Hut, hut, hut, hut, hut.
Freeze! Target!
Shoot!
Pay attention to the target.
Site it. Just a little bit below the target. Take a deep breath.
Oh, Jesus, Katie. What'd you do? Close your eyes?
- I guess so. - Concentrate.
Get that Jew-boy right in the eye.
Holy shit.
- Beginner's luck. - You was connin' me.
Hey, Gary! Gary, we got Lugers.
- Look at this. - This boy's got original Lugers for sale.
- Get outta here. - What did you say, brother?
My dad got a Purple Heart fightin' uniforms like that and your Adolf Hitler.
l don't wanna hear about it. Get outta here.
Go jack off with your Lugers.
- Oh, Jesus. - What'd you do that for?
Because they're assholes and they're losers. You're an asshole too, Lyle.
We got more assholes here than they got in California.
California? He's from Oshkosh, Wisconsin. That's Johnson.
l put $50 down on that gun.
What the hell'd he mean by that? Why'd he call me an asshole for?
Beats the shit outta me, Lyle.
(Wes) Hey, Gary. Gary.
The stuff is here. Wake up, man.
OK.
Yeah, they wouldn't give it to me, man. They didn't trust me.
- They got what we want? - They got a whole truckload of shit.
(group singing ''MichaeI Row the Boat Ashore'')
- Look out for the bear, Wes. - Fuck you.
(Iaughter)
Don't worry about them bears. It's them wolverines.
- A wolverine'll kick the piss out of a bear. - ls that right?
Come on, Wes. It's probably somebody sneakin' out to take a crap.
l heard somethin'.
- Gettin' jumpy, Wes? - (gunshots)
(sports announcer over radio)
(Shorty) This old blue-gummed nigger gets to heaven. St Pete's there.
Yeah, sure, Shorty. I gotta go.
l saw you.
l saw you, cunt.
- What the fuck... - She was out in the woods, Gary.
- What the fuck you doin'? - She was out in the fuckin' woods.
(Shorty) l've been sittin' by this fire all night.
- (Gary) You touch her, I'll kill you. - I tell you, she was out there.
(Gary) Go get Dean and Buster. We gotta talk. In your tent.
- Where? - New York, San Francisco, LA,
- Miami, Chicago, Atlanta. - When?
- Three days after the hit. - When's the hit?
I'll let you know.
No, you cannot have another rock. That's it with the rocks.
Good morning, everybody.
My name's Jack Carpenter and l'd like to be your man in Washington.
We're running a campaign here to return America to real Americans.
- Hey, isn't that your friend? - (Carpenter) So let's get organised.
(crowd cheers)
Unless you want the Jews, niggers and faggots to keep on telling you what to do.
Course, you know it's gonna take some financin'.
- God. Look at him. - We got some donation pledge cards.
You can sign and put it on your credit card.
Don't give me anything, unless you can afford it.
- I mean that, now. - No, you don't.
You don't care if they can afford it or not.
All you care about is buyin' yourself another Cadillac.
- Or maybe a new fancy suit. - Who are you, mister?
- Whose side are you on? - Come on, now, Gary.
- We're all on the same side here. - I ain't on his side.
You think you're gonna win, Mr Big Shot?
You ain't got a prayer, pal. You're just in it for the ride.
Well, you ain't ridin' on my back.
All you're doin' is distractin' people here.
- Maybe that's what you wanna do. - I'll talk to him.
A boy with your speakin' talents, maybe you oughta be runnin' instead of me.
l ain't real sure which one of us is the politician, friend.
- Fuck you. - You gotta clean up your speakin' style.
Jesus Christ, Bobby. You had to go and hitch your wagon to him?
What the fuck did you do that for, Bobby? Why, man? Why?
What did I keep tellin' you back in Nam?
l said you're the best point man l ever saw, but stick to that.
Don't do nothin' else. You leave the formations to me.
But look at him. There ain't nothin' inside.
And what'll you do when the shit hits the fan?
When he starts stealin' money or dickin' some jailbait.
(Carpenter) I'm proud to sign your Bible. This is our cement!
(cheering and appIause)
This is the only constitution we'll ever need.
All right!
God, look at him. He's gonna ruin everything for us.
Do you think l'd ever let him do that?
(speech continues)
l ain't never gonna let nobody do that.
You hear me, point? You hear me?
Yeah, I hear you, Bobby. I hear you.
Hey, I'm the best point man you ever saw, right?
The war's over now, isn't it, Gary?
- The fuck it is, Bobby. - The fuck it is.
l know what I'm doin'. I always did set up a hell of a formation, didn't l?
Yeah, you always did, Bobby.
That's why you should be head of the whole damn thing.
Carpenter is a straw man. He's not into murder. He's into upward mobility.
Gary's right.
You're talking New York, LA, Chicago, San Francisco, Miami and Atlanta?
Three days after the hit. That's all I heard.
Hit? Hit who? Hit what? What the hell's goin' on, huh?
Hits, mortars, submachine guns, enough of 'em to outfit a goddamn division.
And still nothing about Kraus?
What do you want me to do? Walk up and ask him if he killed Kraus?
Nobody wants you to do that.
Hell, yes, they killed Kraus. That's how we get 'em.
The rest is chickenshit. They'll be off in a year with good behaviour.
- Wes knows. - Wes knows what?
- About me. - He can't. How could he know?
Michael, he knows! He's been all over me.
He's a nutcake. It's probably his way of showing affection.
Here. I found these. They belong to his gun.
Nine millimetre. Mac-10.
- She's got to prove herself to them. - She has. They trust her.
- Whaddaya want me to do, kill someone? - Hope you won't have to.
l didn't join up to kill anyone.
Michael, you promised me that I wouldn't get dirty.
You were using me. You're still using me.
You're lettin' me use you.
(Sanders) Everybody uses everybody, girl.
It's just a matter of what you're being used for.
What it is... is the only important thing.
Michael, they could be anywhere.
We'll find you a safe home, house, place, whatever. You'll be all right.
(RacheI) Katie's here! Katie's back!
- Where you been all day? - I went to the mall.
All day?
l don't have to tell you how long I'll be gone.
- Hey, kids, go get some napkins. - I'll get the beer.
- You quit crowdin' me. - You're a fuckin' wildcat, aren't you?
What were you doin' at the mall all day?
Shoppin'.
Yeah? Anything for me?
Maybe. Maybe it's a surprise.
- Let me see. - Look what you did.
- What? - You put the forks in the wrong place.
Daddy, the forks go on the left side.
What are you doin'?
Where's my surprise?
Just a minute.
(computer voice) Liaison compIeted.
Assignments compIeted.
Liaison compIeted.
♪ Ta-dah
You don't have to dress like a ten-dollar whore for me.
You look like a whore.
I'm not a whore.
Then why do you dress like one?
(Katie sobs)
Katie, I'm sorry.
It's just that I got a lot of pressure on me.
l got a real big job to do next week.
We'll park the van here on Madison Street.
- What about the others? - We'll meet them at Navy Pier.
And they'll be ready. We go in like Wild Bill Hickok and stick 'em up.
And maybe we ain't gonna have to shoot anybody.
- And what if we do? - Then we do.
She ain't gonna shoot nobody.
- She will if she has to. - No, she won't.
- You scared? - Why do you want me to go in?
- You got a better eye than I do. - That ain't the reason.
Reason enough.
I'm gonna go get the kids.
- Mom's gonna bring 'em. - Well, I'll save her the trouble.
(television)
- Hi, Dad. - Hi, Daddy.
- Who'd you call? - When?
Who'd you call on the way to Mom's?
You followed me? ls that what you did?
Who the fuck did you call?!
Go on! Get up to your rooms!
l called your mother. l told her I was comin'.
Mom? Did Katie call you before she picked up the kids?
Yeah, she caIIed and said for me to get them ready.
(TV) ..to investigate presidentiaI candidate Jack Carpenter
for aIIeged misappropriation of campaign funds.
Thanks, Mom.
Oh, boy. Yes, I've heard the reports. No, I'm not concerned.
I think this shows that some peopIe
are being made very nervous by my candidacy.
What do you need me for? l should keep the car running.
It's a little late for that crap now. You're goin'.
- You boys know Chicago? - I'm from Boston.
- Not me. I'm from Tallahassee. - Let's go!
- We know Chicago, don't we, Shorty? - Sure do.
- Wesley? (Iaughs) - What's so funny?
Ah, just thinkin'. My great-grandaddy used to rob stagecoaches.
No shit? My great-grandaddy was the town marshal.
My grandfather owned a bank.
l manage a bank myself.
The wind is startin' to blow.
You're gonna wanna zip that up.
It's a bulletproof vest.
(screams)
Good morning! We rob banks!
- Lay on the ground. - Get on the floor!
- Get on the floor! Get over here! - Listen up!
- Don't move! Get on the ground! - You two, get over there!
You blink your eyes and I'll blow your goddamn head off!
We don't want any heroes today!
l mean that!
(baby gurgIes)
- (Gary) What happened? - (Wes) It's all right.
Nice shot.
Katie, come on.
Thank you, everybody. Have a nice day!
(aIarm goes off)
(shouting abuse)
Shit. Shut the fuck up! You call yourself a cop? You fucked...
Shut up!
When you get on Lake Shore Drive, hang a left.
- (Wes howIs with pain) - Shut up!
(Katie) Take him out.
Shut the fuck up! Call yourself a fucking cop?
- (Shorty) About four blocks! - (Gary) All right.
- Watch your speed. - I'm goin' slow. Don't worry about it.
(Wes cries out)
(Gary) Shut up!
He's dead.
Katie, come on, let's go. Why don't you drive home? I'll see you tomorrow.
Shorty and I will take care of Wes.
You did real good.
l don't understand. There was only supposed to be three guards in that bank.
- Michael, l... I shot a guard. - He was gonna kill you.
- It was self-defence. - He was an innocent.
He was caught in a crossfire. We didn't know he'd be there. I'm sorry.
You're sorry? Where were you?
- We decided to let it happen. - Great, without telling me.
We couldn't contact you. We don't want 'em for bank robbery.
We wanna know how they'll use the money. They netted 3.2 million
on four bank heists across the country.
They're buildin' some kind of a war chest.
- And what about Wes? - What about him?
You said he was onto ya. l took him out. Didn't wanna risk it.
Oh, you did it for me.
Yes, I did it for you. And the world's a better place.
Look, Michael. Just forget it.
l've had it.
You've had enough, huh? That's it. Another job half done.
Kinda like the décor here, your stint with the Peace Corps, our relationship.
- You never cared about us. - I care a great deal about you, Cathy.
- No, you don't. - You ended us, not me.
That was self-defence.
The guard's OK. He's out of danger.
She's troubled about killing old Wes.
How do you feel about droppin' that piece of shit, Al?
Terrific.
Like cleaning something off my shoe.
Katie!
l missed you. I didn't think you were ever coming back.
l always think about you, Rachel. l love you.
- A whole big bunch? - A whole big bunch.
- Are you all alone? - Joey's in his room.
Rachel...
Remember you said we didn't have to have secrets any more?
Yeah, and I told you about the Jews and the niggers and the sons of Cain.
Do you still think it's right to hurt other people?
What about all those little girls whose daddies have black skin?
Don't you think they love their daddies just as much as you do?
In America we can do anything we want, except hurt other people.
- Can I tell Daddy? - No, this'll be our secret.
Best friends always have secrets.
- I don't have a best friend. - Neither do l. And I need one.
- Me too. - Do you know what a cow kiss is?
(RacheI) I showed you what it was.
(door opens)
Daddy's here. You don't need me any more.
Hi.
Oh, I know it's rough the first time.
l know that.
But, Katie, whew, you were so relaxed when - bam!
- Girl, you got the instinct. - No!
- Yeah, you do. I know you. - No, I don't. What did we do it for?
- What? - What did we rob a bank for?
What did Wes die for? What did I shoot somebody for?
You're upset. I understand that. OK, listen.
You tell me.
Who's that money for?
Friends of ours.
What friends?
Friends.
♪ The devil's right hand, The devil's right hand
♪ My mama said the pistol was the devil's right hand
- No smooching. - That's gross.
l love this place. You know, it could be so good again for them.
Like it was for me when I was a little kid.
We're gonna make it good for 'em again, ain't we, Katie? Ain't we?
- Huh? - Yeah, Gary.
Yeah. Oh, yes, we are.
Marry me.
Will you marry me?
Ah, you don't have to answer me right now.
That's the power plant there. They got three guards, 24 hours a day.
Our boys back East will knock that out. Kill all the lights in Jew York City.
What the hell's that gonna prove?
They got ten guys dressed as cops
who are gonna go into Harlem and shoot the niggers.
Hot damn. That's what I'm gonna do. That is fun.
- What do you wanna do, Dean? - I wanna go to Harlem.
Niggers are gonna riot. They think this country's theirs.
But we're gonna show 'em it ain't.
In San Francisco, we're gonna kill some faggots. And in Chicago...
Sickago,
we're gonna put four loads of dynamite in the courthouse.
Mother of shit!
This country ain't gonna know what the fuck happened.
- What about the hit? - We do that three days before.
- That's what sets it off. - Who's the target?
Who's gonna do it, Gary?
Me and you.
- I went for a drive. - I didn't ask where you'd been.
Yes.
Yes?
Yes? Whoo!
Come on, let's call Mom.
- What's her number? - My mom?
- Yeah. - 21 4...
81 7-1 701 .
Mrs Phillips? Yeah. Hold on, please.
Hi, Mom? I'm gettin' married.
No, I'm not kiddin'.
- No, it's... it's true. Yeah. - Gimme that.
- Mrs Phillips? - Call her Emma.
Uh, Emma. Yeah. Hi. I'm Gary Simmons. And I'm the lucky guy.
Well, when are we gonna do it, Katie?
Do what?
When are we gonna get married?!
- Shh. The kids are sleeping. - Oh, they're OK. How about tomorrow?
Well, I gotta wait till my mama gets better.
Aw, the hell with your mama. l wanna get married now.
- What about that thing we gotta do? - Oh. Well, there ain't nothin' to that.
It's so easy.
You wanna see how easy it is? I'll show you how easy it is.
All these names?
Look at 'em.
They're all friends of ours.
High-up friends, low-down friends, all helpin' us, lookin' out for us.
We can hit a thousand people and it ain't nothin'.
- Hey, what are you gonna wear? - What?
Come on, Katie, what kinda wedding dress are you gonna wear?
Marry in blue, your guy'll be true.
- Marry in brown, you'll live in town. - Marry in green, ashamed to be seen.
Marry in yellow, you got the right fellow.
Marry in grey, be sad someday.
Marry in white, it'll be all right.
You're so pretty.
You smell like a horse.
(Gary Iaughs)
You're never gonna turn against me, are you?
No.
She couldn't go along with me.
She got pregnant.
Had an abortion.
She killed my baby.
She said she'd rather kill it than...
She tried to turn the kids against me.
She ran away from me.
Writin' them and callin' them behind my back.
l had to share my life with you. All of it.
l couldn't go through all that again.
You gotta be with me every step of the way.
l didn't have no choice with her.
Who killed her?
Wes.
I'm all alone in there. Can I sleep in here?
Oh, Rachel, not again.
(horse neighs)
(men Iaugh)
Michael?
(screams)
Where have you been? l've been here two hours.
- We got held up. - You don't get held up! This is my life!
What do we have, Cathy?
So we got some photos of Kraus with a black X mark over his face?
What does that prove?
If we bust them for the bank robbery, what about these people?
Somebody else'll pull the trigger.
We're almost there.
All we need is the name.
Ted Kennedy, Jesse Jackson,
Coleman Young, Howard Metzenbaum, Kissinger.
Myroff. Myroff is an investigative reporter from Louisville.
Terry Sheridan. Terry Sheridan is a linebacker for the Miami Dolphins.
We can't possibly protect these people for God knows how long.
What are they supposed to do? Crawl into a room and stay there?
We need the name. Or the time and the place.
We'll monitor their schedule.
Then it's over.
l can't stand it any more.
l wish I could do it instead of you.
l'd give anything if I could do it for you.
You know that, don't you?
You do, don't you?
l'd better take this stuff back before he notices it's gone.
Gary?
Hi.
You look funny.
- How was your doctor visit? - Fine. Everything's fine.
- Where are the kids? - Oh, they're at Mom's.
- We gotta go out, so I gotta get ready. - Oh. Where are we goin'?
- Get me a beer, will ya? - Yeah.
Where are we goin'?
Just over here.
Relax.
- What are we doing here? - Waitin'.
He's here.
You stay here.
l brought somethin' for ya.
You've got point, Gar. We're gonna win this war.
OK, Bobby.
l brought you somethin' else.
It's your hit, point.
And everything you need is inside.
Who was that?
The Lone Ranger.
The Lone Ranger rides again.
Why won't you tell me?
Who's crowdin' who now?
We go to Denver tomorrow.
- Why? - You know why.
What's the matter with you?
Nothin'. I'm just tired.
Good night.
l love you, Katie.
- Denver. Tomorrow. - Are you sure?
Yes. If I disappear now, he'll stop everything.
- I have to go through with it. - (step creaks)
All right.
You all right, Gary?
l gotta check on the fires. You want me to start plantin' now or wait till you're back?
Uh, I don't know, Shorty. Wait, I guess.
- Come on, Katie. - Bye, Rachel.
- Why do you always have to be leaving? - Yeah, but I'll come back.
- I'm gonna miss you. - I love you, Rachel.
- A whole big bunch? - A whole big bunch.
You be a good girl, OK?
Gladys.
Why don't you put on some rock'n'roll?
You don't like rock'n'roll.
l know, but you do.
(country music on radio)
l thought we were going to Denver.
Oh... I changed my mind.
l wanna get somethin' to eat. Can we stop?
Made these myself.
Come on, I thought you were hungry.
Oh, I am.
Look, I really have to go to the bathroom.
Go to the bathroom, too?
- Well, I guess we gotta stop, don't we? - Yeah.
- Katie. Katie, it's me. - (toiIet fIushes)
- Yeah? - Sorry, uh, that men's room don't work.
You don't mind, do you? Good. Excuse me.
Oh, stand guard there and keep an eye out. I don't wanna get caught. OK?
Some pinhead spelled ''hell'' with one L.
Sickago.
Oh, we got some time.
You want another sandwich?
Relax, Katie.
You nervous, Catherine?
And your name ain't Phillips, either.
It's Weaver.
Your mom ain't sick. You don't have any folks.
They were killed in a car crash when you were a kid.
You're under arrest.
Put it down, Gary.
Please.
What'd you bring me up here for if you knew?
l wanted 'em to find a dead FBI agent shooter.
Boy, ain't that rich?
Put it down, please.
You were their whore all along.
No. In the beginning I was falling in love with you.
You laid down with me to get what they wanted.
l didn't think there was anything to get.
Put it down.
What for?
What the hell for?
(sirens)
(appIause and cheering)
- You gonna shoot me? - Don't. Please.
Oh, God! I loved you, Katie.
Put it down!
(two gunshots)
There's the gun up there in the glass window!
- Call an ambulance! Bring him in! - Oh, my God! They're escaping!
(gunshot echoes)
Did Jack Carpenter say anything before he died?
- WiII you put up another candidate? - WiII you announce your candidacy?
When a man is gunned down in the street
because of what he stands for, you teII me where this country is going.
And the saddest part is that that's exactIy what Jack was aIways saying.
That we have got to return this country...
- He saw me. - ..to the country that we grew up in.
They got a second killer. Carpenter didn't have a chance.
Neither would you, without your gun.
And if I have to run in Jack Carpenter's stead,
then that's what I wiII do.
Got here as soon as I could.
We are bustin' people all over the country.
That printout you gave us was a gold mine.
We got money, weapons. Washington is gonna make a statement in an hour.
We did it, Cathy.
We got 'em.
It's the best thing that ever happened to them.
- Now they got their own martyr. - We got 'em, Cathy. Don't you get it?
- Busting 'em all over the country. - Gary knew who I was.
How?
- They got someone on the inside. - They couldn't have.
They got friends all over.
- It doesn't matter. We'll get 'em. - We'll never get 'em.
Anyway, we'll never get all of 'em.
You can't stop 'em by waiting for 'em to commit a crime each time, Michael.
Where are you goin'?
- I had to kill him. - Of course you had to kill him.
- I didn't have any choice, right? - No.
Where are you goin'? You need protection. They know who you are.
They'll put you in that computer and they'll all know.
Stay with us. We're your family. We protect you.
No, I never had a family, Michael.
You were my family. The Bureau was my family.
l trusted you. You used me.
You betrayed me. I betrayed... l don't have a family any more.
- I don't have anything. I got too dirty. - We won, for Chrissake!
- You won. - Catherine, where are you gonna go?
Just away.
Cathy, there ain't no going away.
- (RacheI) I'm gonna miss you. - I Iove you.
- A whoIe big bunch? - A whoIe big bunch.
- Hi, Catherine. - Hey, Shirley.
♪ About the time my daddy Ieft to fight the big war
♪ I saw my first pistoI in the generaI store
♪ The generaI store
♪ When I was thirteen
- Buy you a beer, girl? - No, thanks.
♪ So I asked if I couId have one someday when I grew up
♪ Mama dropped a dozen eggs, she reaIIy bIew up
♪ Yes, she reaIIy bIew up
♪ She didn't understand
♪ And Mama said the pistoI is the deviI's right hand
♪ The deviI's right hand, the deviI's right hand
(dog barks)
Rachel?
Joey?
(Rachel) I thought you were never coming back.
I care about you, RacheI.
Katie! Katie!
Rachel.
- Hi, Rachel. - They say your name is Cathy.
- It is. - Well, I like Cathy better anyway.
- I thought you were never coming back. - I care about you, Rachel.
Get out of here, Jezebel. This is the house of God.
This is America, Reverend. She can do anything she wants.
Rachel, come here.
- If you need me, I'll always be here. - Me too.
- A whole big bunch? - A whole big bunch.
- Rachel! - You go now.
Rachel, give me your hand.
♪ In the general store
♪ When I was thirteen, I thought it was the finest thing I ever had seen
♪ So I asked if I could have one someday when I grew up
♪ Mama dropped a dozen eggs, she reaIIy bIew up
♪ Yes, she really bIew up
♪ She didn't understand
♪ And Mama said the pistol is the devil's right hand
♪ The devil's right hand, the devil's right hand
♪ Mama said the pistol is the devil's right hand