- [ Woman ] THREE, FOUR, FIVE AND SIX. - DON'T HURRY LIKE THAT.
I DON'T WANT ANY MISTAKES MADE WITH MY MONEY.
IF YOU MAKE MISTAKES WITH MY MONEY, I'LL TAKE MY BUSINESS ELSEWHERE.
WOULDN'T LIKE THAT, WOULD YOU, DEARIE ? NO, MA'AM.
WHAT ARE YOU SMILING AT ME LIKE THAT FOR, YOUNG MAN ?
I DON'T BELIEVE I KNOW YOU.
[ Man ] NO, MA'AM. BUT WHENEVER I SEE MONEY, I SMILE THAT WAY.
YOU GOT A NICE SMILE TOO, MISS.
I'D LIKE TO WITHDRAW MY ENTIRE ACCOUNT. YOUR ENTIRE ACCOUNT ?
YES, MA'AM, THE WHOLE THING. AND YOUR NAME ?
JOHN-- JOHN DILLINGER. [ Woman Screams ]
ALL RIGHT, EVERYBODY ! HOLD IT RIGHT WHERE YOU ARE !
THIS IS A ROBBERY ! CHARLIE, GET THAT BACK VAULT ! [ Woman Gasps ]
HARRY, CLEAR OFF THE COUNTERS.
- WATCH 'EM, HOMER. WATCH 'EM ! - LET GO !
ON YOUR STOMACHS, NOW !
[ Gunshots ] WHEN I SAY IT, I MEAN IT ! NOW !
YOU, MISS, TURN OVER ! THIS AIN'T NO BOARD OF DIRECTORS MEETING !
GET IN THERE. [ Dillinger ] DON'T NOBODY GET NERVOUS !
AIN'T GOT NOTHIN' TO FEAR.
YOU'RE BEING ROBBED BY THE JOHN DILLINGER GANG, THAT'S THE BEST THERE IS.
THESE FEW DOLLARS YOU LOSE HERE TODAY,
THEY'RE GONNA BUY YOU STORIES TO TELL YOUR CHILDREN AND GRANDCHILDREN.
THIS COULD BE ONE OF THE BIG MOMENTS IN YOUR LIFE.
DON'T MAKE IT YOUR LAST.
¶¶ [ Ragtime } [ Man ] ¶ WE'RE IN THE MONEY ¶
¶ WE'VE GOT A LOT OF WHAT IT TAKES TO GET ALONG ¶
¶ WE'RE IN THE MONEY ¶
¶ THE SKIES ARE SUNNY ¶
¶ OLD MAN DEPRESSION YOU ARE THROUGH YOU DONE US WRONG ¶
¶ WE NEVER SEE A HEADLINE 'BOUT A BREAD LINE TODAY ¶
¶ AND WHEN WE SEE THE LANDLORD ¶
¶ WE CAN LOOK THAT GUY RIGHT IN THE EYE ¶
¶ WE'RE IN THE MONEY ¶
¶ COME ON, MY HONEY ¶
¶ LET'S SPEND IT, LEND IT SEND IT ROLLIN' ALONG ¶
¶¶
¶ WE NEVER SEE A HEADLINE 'BOUT A BREAD LINE TODAY ¶
¶ AND WHEN WE SEE THE LANDLORD ¶
¶ WE CAN LOOK THAT GUY RIGHT IN THE EYE ¶
¶ WE'RE IN THE MONEY ¶
¶ COME ON, MY HONEY ¶
¶ LET'S SPEND IT, LEND IT SEND IT ROLLIN' ALONG ¶
¶¶
[ Man Narrating ] ON JUNE 17, 1933, IN KANSAS CITY,
FIVE OF MY FINEST MEN WERE AMBUSHED...
ESCORTING CONVICTED BANK ROBBER FRANK NASH TO THE FEDERAL PENITENTIARY.
MY MEN DIED LIKE DOGS IN THE GUTTER.
AND I SWORE PERSONAL VENGEANCE.
MR. HOOVER TOLD ME HE WANTED THESE RATS THAT DID IT EXTERMINATED.
AND THAT WAS MY ONLY JOB.
CHARLES ARTHUR "PRETTY BOY" FLOYD.
GEORGE "MACHINE GUN" KELLY.
LESTER "BABY FACE" NELSON.
WILBUR UNDERHILL, THE TRI-STATE TERROR.
HANDSOME JACK KLUTAS.
AND, OF COURSE, JOHN DILLINGER.
HOMER VAN METER, HENRY PIERPONT,
CHARLIE MACKLEY, THE OLD MAN.
THAT'S THE DILLINGER GANG.
COURSE, THERE ARE OTHERS, BUT THOSE FOUR ARE THE ONES WHO'LL STAY.
CAN'T TOUCH DILLINGER. NO FEDERAL OFFENSE.
HE DOESN'T DESERVE TO BE THERE.
I DON'T ANYBODY UP THERE I CAN'T LEGALLY SHOOT.
SHOOT DILLINGER, AND WE'LL FIGURE OUT A WAY TO MAKE IT LEGAL.
[ Chuckles ] OKAY !
WANT A CIGAR, SAM ? NO, THEY'RE NOT GOOD FOR YOU.
I LIKE A MONTE CRISTO. THEY'RE WONDERFUL.
I DON'T SMOKE THESE ALL THE TIME.
THEY COST A HALF-DOLLAR APIECE.
WELL, I HOPE NOT.
YOU KNOW WHO GAVE ME THESE CIGARS ? NO.
RAY CAFFREY GIVE 'EM TO ME, JUST BEFORE HE GOT HIS HEAD BLOWN OFF IN KANSAS CITY.
THEY WERE FOR MY BIRTHDAY.
AND I INTEND TO SMOKE ONE OF THESE...
OVER EACH OF THOSE MEN'S DEAD BODIES.
I AIN'T CRAZY, JOHNNY.
THERE WAS A FAT LITTLE BANK HERE BACK IN '25.
THE WHOLE COUNTY WAS RICH.
EVERYTHING WAS HERE IN '25, WEREN'T IT, CHARLEY ?
SHUT UP, EDDIE. YOU'RE PAID TO DRIVE THE CAR.
CHARLEY MACKLEY'S ROBBED MORE BANKS THAN YOU'LL EVER SEE IN YOUR LIFE.
SO SHUT UP AND DRIVE THE CAR !
[ Clears Throat ] HI, THERE. I SAID, HI, THERE !
- I HEARD YOU THE FIRST TIME. - OH, YOU DID, HUH ?
YOU WORK HERE ? UH-UHH, I SURE AIN'T IN IT FOR THE PLEASURE.
NICE, FELLA.
WHEN THE BANK CLOSE DOWN ?
UH-UHH, WHEN THEY RUN OUT OF MONEY, WHAT DO YOU THINK ?
EVERYTHING JUST UP AND DISAPPEARED, HUH ?
WHAT DO YOU WANT TO KNOW FOR ? [ Laughing ]
[ Blows Air ] WELL, ME AND THESE HERE...
FRIENDS OF MINE ARE ON A THREE-STATE CRIME SPREE.
THAT'S SO ? YEAH.
'CEPT WE CAN'T FIND NO BANKS. THAT BREAKS MY HEART.
THIS IS TURNIN' INTO A RADIO SHOW. [ Laughs ]
WORSE YET, WE'RE RUNNIN' OUT OF GAS LOOKING FOR ONE.
NOW, YOU FILL THAT CAR UP, YOU UNDERSTAND ?
FILL IT YOURSELF.
[ Laughing ]
- I SAID, FILL IT UP. - [ Spits ]
[ Gangster ] OH, WHAT YOU GONNA DO NOW, HOMER ?
[ Gangsters Laughing ] CAN'T DO THAT.
DO SOMETHIN' ! WHAT ARE YOU DOIN' ? HUH ? HUH ?
THIS SON-- THIS SON OF A BITCH IS CRAZY.
JUST GIVE HIM SOME MONEY, AND LET'S GET OUT OF HERE.
- [ Eddie ] HE'S GONNA DO IT. - [ Sputters ]
HERE. I DON'T WANT YOUR DAMNED GAS ANYWAY.
[ Charley ] WHAT DID YOU GIVE HIM THE MONEY FOR, HOMER ? HE'S PAYIN' HIM FOR THE WATER.
[ Gangsters Laughing ]
SON OF A BITCH.
STEP ON IT. I GOT HIS GUM BALL MACHINE.
[ Laughing, Whooping ] [ Gangster ] STEP ON IT, EDDIE !
- WHO DO YOU THINK I LOOK LIKE ? - WELL, YOU LOOK LIKE...
DOUGLAS FAIRBANKS, AS A MATTER OF FACT.
NOW, CAN I HAVE MY DRINK BACK ? THEY DON'T SERVE INDIANS IN HERE.
YOU SAID YOU WAS AN INDIAN. I'M HALF INDIAN.
THE OTHER SIDE IS FRENCH, AND THAT SIDE DRINKS.
HEY, YOU !
WHO DO YOU THINK YOU ARE, ANYHOW ? GONE.
I'M DOUGLAS FAIRBANKS. SURE AS YOU'RE STANDING THERE. THAT'S WHO I AM.
OKAY. YOU'RE DOUGLAS FAIRBANKS.
YOU DON'T KNOW WHO IN THE HELL I AM, DO YOU ?
LOOK, PAL. YOU CAN BE WHOEVER YOU WANT.
AS FAR AS I'M CONCERNED YOU'RE DOUGLAS FAIRBANKS. WHO ?
DOUGLAS FAIRBANKS. WRONG !
I'M JOHN DILLINGER ! SURE YOU ARE.
STAND UP HERE. [ Woman Shrieking ]
PUT IT UP HERE ! I'M JOHN DILLINGER !
NOW, STAND UP HERE, AND PUT YOUR MONEY ON THE BAR !
[ Women Screaming ]
COME ON ! GET IT UP HERE !
I DON'T LIKE WAITING AROUND, YOU KNOW ?
COME ON, MISS ! GET UP HERE !
DUMP IT OUT ! NOW GET OVER THERE ON THE FLOOR.
- UH, YOU WANT ME TO GET DOWN ? - SHUT UP !
DON'T YOU EVER DO NOTHIN' ? CAN'T YOU LISTEN ?
- WHAT'S YOUR NAME ? - BILLIE-- BILLIE FRECHETTE.
- YOU GONNA COME WITH ME. - WHATEVER YOU SAY.
GET DOWN ! GET DOWN THERE AND GET THAT MONEY OFF THE BAR.
ALL OF YA. LOOK AT MY FACE, YOU SONS OF BITCHES.
YOU'RE GONNA REMEMBER THIS FACE.
I'M JOHN DILLINGER.
YOU'RE GONNA BE PICKIN' UP YOUR NEWSPAPER TOMORROW, AND YOU'RE GONNA BE READIN' IT.
AND YOU'RE GONNA SEE MY FACE.
I'M JOHN DILLINGER.
AND I DON'T WANT YOU TO EVER FORGET IT.
GIMME THAT MONEY.
THANKS.
[ Chattering ] [ Woman ] I WON $10. GIVE IT--
[ Doorknob Turning ]
THIS HERE IS HARRY PIERPONT.
HOMER VAN METER. CHARLEY MACKLEY.
THAT'S EDDIE. HE'S THE DRIVER.
THIEVES AND KILLERS. YOU HEARD OF 'EM ? SURE !
THIS IS BILLIE FRECHETTE. SHE'S AN INJUN. DON'T EVER GIVE HER A DRINK.
THAT'S SOME DISH.
DOUGLAS FAIRBANKS, HUH ?
[ Grunts ]
NOW YOU STAY THERE. IS THAT CLEAR ?
[ Shouts ] THAT CLEAR ? YEAH.
THAT INDIAN'S GOT BEAUTIFUL LEGS.
YEAH, I LIKE 'EM FINE.
WHEW, WELL I DON'T CARE WHAT THEY LOOK LIKE.
JOHN PICKS UP SOME BROAD IN THE STREET, BRINGS HER UP HERE.
I DON'T KNOW WHO SHE IS.
I DON'T LIKE IT, AND I DON'T TRUST IT.
EASY FOR YOU TO TALK. YOU'VE GOT MARY WITH YOU. [ Chuckles ]
WHAT'S A MAN SUPPOSED TO DO, HUH ?
I ROB BANKS FOR A LIVIN'. WHAT DO YOU DO ?
DILLINGER MAKES A FOOL OF HIMSELF OVER BROADS.
TREATS 'EM LIKE MOVIE STARS.
I DON'T TRUST A MAN WHO MAKES A FOOL OF HIMSELF OVER WOMEN.
HE'S A FOOL FOR LOVE. DEALER TAKES THREE.
DON'T GIVE ME THAT DIME-A-DANCE CRAP, YOU'RE A WHORE.
DON'T CALL ME THAT. NOBODY'S GONNA LOOK DOWN ON YOU FOR SOMETHING LIKE THAT.
WHORIN'S THE OLDEST PROFESSION IN THE WORLD.
THERE WERE WHORES BEFORE THERE WERE BANK ROBBERS.
THERE'S NOTHING TO BE ASHAMED ABOUT IF YOU GET THE RIGHT PRICE.
DON'T DO THAT AGAIN. WHAT ? WHORE ? DON'T CALL ME THAT THEN.
BITCH ! [ Groans ]
YOU SEE WHAT I MEAN, HUH ? HUH ? [ Mutters ]
NO DISCIPLINE. HE LETS HIMSELF GO TOO EASILY.
I DON'T TRUST IT.
ONE OF THESE DAYS A BROAD'S GONNA LET HIM DOWN.
A BROAD ALWAYS DOES.
[ Purvis Narrating ] JOHN DILLINGER WAS STILL OUT OF MY JURISDICTION.
I'D GET MY CHANCE AT HIM, BUT THERE WERE PLENTY OF OTHER PUBLIC RATS ON THE FEDERAL LIST,
AND THEY HAD TO BE CLEARED OUT FIRST.
ONE OF THESE WAS WILBUR UNDERHILL,
ALSO KNOWN AS THE TRI-STATE TERROR.
HE'D GOTTEN MARRIED IN ILLINOIS THE PREVIOUS NIGHT...
AND WAS ENJOYING HIS HONEYMOON HOLED UP IN AN ABANDONED FARMHOUSE...
SURROUNDED BY STATE POLICE AND FEDERAL AGENTS.
I ARRIVED LATE, BUT HAD THE INTENTIONS...
OF DELIVERING MY WEDDING PRESENT PERSONALLY.
HI, SAM. SIR.
HOW LONG SINCE YOU SEEN HIM ?
WELL, HE SHOT TWO STATE COPS ABOUT A HALF HOUR AGO.
WE FIRED FOR 15 MINUTES STRAIGHT. PUT 2,000 ROUNDS IN THERE.
[ Purvis ] WHAT ABOUT THE GIRL ? [ Sam ] SHE'S IN THERE.
SHE'S GOT TO BE DEAD TOO.
VEST.
WHAT ? VEST. GET ME A VEST.
GLOVES.
AUTOMATIC.
I CAN'T GET TO MY CIGAR.
[ Striking Match ]
[ Gate Clatters, Creaks Open ]
[ Gunshots ] [ Glass Breaking ]
[ Gunshot, Clattering ]
[ Gunfire Stops ]
[ Footsteps ]
[ Gurgling, Exhales ]
[ Man Shouting ] HEY, WILLIE, COME ON ! LET'S GO LOOK !
[ Men Chattering ]
[ Man Shouting ]
[ Sam ] OKAY, GREAT, CHIEF. [ Woman ] OH, MY GOD. LOOK AT HER.
THAT WAS THE MOST COURAGEOUS THING I'VE EVER SEEN IN MY LIFE.
IT'S GUTS. SHEER GUTS. HOW DID THE BROAD GET IT ?
HE DID IT. COULDN'T GO WITHOUT HER.
THAT MAKES ANOTHER ONE FOR YOU, MR. PURVIS.
J. EDGAR HOOVER WILL GET ANOTHER FEATHER IN HIS HAT. ANOTHER SCALP.
[ Chattering Continues ]
MY CIGAR'S GONE OUT.
WELL, IF NOTHING GETS IN OUR WAY,
WE'LL BE IN TUCSON BY TUESDAY NIGHT.
NOW GET ALL THE ROOMS IN ONE HOTEL BUT ON DIFFERENT FLOORS.
HAVE BILLIE CHECK IN AN HOUR LATER AND THE REST THE NEXT DAY.
WE COME IN TOGETHER, IT'S GONNA LOOK LIKE A CONVENTION.
- WHAT'S WRONG WITH HER ? - SHE ISN'T GOING.
SHE WANTS TO GO BACK TO HER MOTHER UP ON THE INJUN RESERVATION.
WELL, WHAT THE HELL'S THE MATTER WITH HER ? NOW THAT'S ALL I NEED.
BILLIE. BILLIE LOOK AT ME.
COME ON. LOOK AT HARRY. [ Whimpering ]
[ Sighs ] SO YOU HAD A FIGHT, HUH ? HUH ?
MARY AND I HAVE FIGHTS. SHE AIN'T GOIN'.
[ Harry ] DOES JOHN KNOW THAT ? [ Mary ] NO.
WELL, I AIN'T GONNA TELL HIM.
[ Horn Honks ] WELL, GO ON AND GET OUT OF HERE.
I GOT A BANK TO ROB. HOW DO I LOOK ?
OH, YOU LOOK GORGEOUS.
BE CAREFUL, HARRY, HUH ?
GET OUTTA HERE.
LET'S MAKE A LITTLE WITHDRAWAL. [ Chuckles ]
LET'S HIT IT.
[ Boy Shouting ] HEY, BILLY, WAIT FOR ME.
JUST STAY WHERE YOU ARE, EDDIE. [ Alarm Ringing ]
OH, JESUS GOD. WE'RE IN TROUBLE. [ Gunshot ]
STAY CALM, EDDIE. THEY'LL BE OUT. COME ON. COME ON !
[ Ringing Continues ] HOLD ON, EDDIE.
JESUS, HARRY, LET'S GO. GODDAMN IT !
COME ON, EDDIE. [ Indistinct ] MOVE IT. LET'S GO.
[ Overlapping Shouts ]
LOOK OUT !
GODDAMN IT ! COME ON ! JOHNNY !
CHARLEY'S HIT ! SHOT ALL TO HELL ! I'M OKAY. I'M OKAY.
HANG ON ! [ Woman ] GET THE POLICE ! GET THE POLICE !
SOMEBODY GET THE POLICE !
[ Gangster ] HEY, JUST TAKE IT EASY. EDDIE, WATCH IT !
[ Yells ] [ Guns Firing ]
[ Whimpering ]
[ Blabbering ] EDDIE, GET OVER HERE, YOU STUPID SON OF A BITCH !
[ Gunfire Continues ]
- [ Brakes Screeching ] - [ Dillinger ] COME ON, HARRY !
[ Man ] GET DOWN ! GET DOWN !
[ Groans ]
SCRAM, JOHN ! FORGET HIM !
JOHNNY !
[ Screaming ]
[ Groans ]
[ Siren Approaching ]
[ Women Screaming ]
[ Dog Barking ]
[ Wailing ]
[ Purvis Narrating ] DILLINGER KILLED HIS FIRST MAN IN EAST CHICAGO--
A BANK GUARD NAMED O'MALLEY,
AND FROM NOW ON, THERE WAS NO TURNING BACK.
HIS GANG SPLIT UP AND FLED WEST TO LICK THEIR WOUNDS.
AND AS OF YET, THEY HAD COMMITTED NO FEDERAL CRIME.
BUT I KNEW THEN THAT I'D GET HIM SOONER OR LATER.
I HAD THE TIME.
TIME WAS ONE THING I HAD PLENTY OF.
[ Unsteady Breathing ] WHEN YOU BURY ME, JOHNNY,
PUT A NAME WITH ME.
I DON'T JUST WANT TO...
GO UNDER WITHOUT NO NAME.
BULLET WENT RIGHT THROUGH YOUR STOMACH, CHARLEY.
IT HIT A BONE, YOU'D REALLY BE IN TROUBLE.
I DON'T JUST WANT TO GO UNDER WITH NO NAME.
COME ON. YOU AIN'T GOIN' NOWHERE.
[ Dillinger ] I PUT NO NAME ON THIS GRAVE BECAUSE...
CHARLEY MACKLEY WAS A WELL-KNOWN MAN.
HIS NAME WAS LIKE THAT OF, UH,
BUTCH CASSIDY, SAM BASS,
COLE YOUNGER, JESSE JAMES.
I PUT A NAME ON THIS GRAVE,
SOME OLD COOT WOULD COME ALONG SOME DAY...
AND THEY'D JUST DIG UP OLD CHARLEY'S BONES...
AND SELL 'EM TO THE TOURISTS.
THAT'S WHY THERE AIN'T NO NAME ON THIS GRAVE.
HE'S JUST AN OLD MAN,
ALONE... UNDER THE GROUND.
AMEN.
[ Purvis ] THE NEXT BIG BREAK I HAD WAS IN MEMPHIS.
¶¶ [ Muted Trumpet ] GEORGE "MACHINE GUN" KELLY.
A SMALL-TIME HOOD AND PETTY BANK ROBBER WHO HAD RISEN TO NATIONAL PROMINENCE...
FOR HIS PART IN THE URSCHEL KIDNAPPING.
HE WAS IMPORTANT TO ME BECAUSE HE HAD A NAME EVERYONE KNEW.
¶¶ [ Continues ] EVEN IF HE DIDN'T DESERVE IT.
AND WHAT'S MORE, HE GAVE US A NAME THAT DAY...
THAT BECAME PART OF THE LANGUAGE.
¶¶ [ Continues ]
DON'T DO IT ! DON'T SHOOT G-MEN, PLEASE !
PLEASE, DON'T SHOOT ME ! DON'T SHOOT, G-MEN !
YOU GEORGE KELLY ? YEAH, I'M KELLY. PLEASE, DON'T DO IT, G-MAN !
PURVIS, F.B.I.
¶¶ [ Continues ]
G-MEN, HUH ?
I LIKE THAT.
GOVERNMENT MAN.
MR. HOOVER'S GONNA LIKE THAT TOO.
G-MEN.
[ Dillinger ] SEE THAT OUT THERE ?
[ Billie ] WHERE ? IT'S ALL DESERT TO ME.
[ Dillinger ] NO, THERE'S A TOWN OUT THERE.
JUST ABOUT THE HORIZON. THAT RIGHT THERE, THAT'S MEXICO.
[ Billie ] MEXICO--
IT'S JUST WAITING. YEP.
ALL MY LIFE I WANTED TO BE A BANK ROBBER.
CARRY A GUN. WEAR A MASK.
NOW THAT IT'S HAPPENED, I GUESS I'M JUST ABOUT...
THE BEST BANK ROBBER THEY EVER HAD.
AND I SURE AM HAPPY.
IS THAT WHAT YOU WANTED TO BE WHEN YOU WERE A KID ? YEP.
MY BUDDIES WANTED TO BE FIREMEN OR FARMERS OR POLICEMEN, SOMETHING LIKE THAT.
NOT ME. I JUST WANTED TO STEAL PEOPLE'S MONEY. [ Both Chuckling ]
I BET YOU WANTED TO HAVE YOUR PICTURE IN EVERY POST OFFICE TOO.
SURE DID. [ Chuckles ]
ALL WE'VE GOT TO DO, BILLIE, IS DRIVE DOWN THAT ROAD.
WE GOT $70,000 IN THE BACK.
YOU COULD DO IT IF YOU WANTED TO, JOHNNY.
ALL THE WAY TO GUADALAJARA.
LIVE THE REST OF MY LIFE LIKE A PHARAOH.
NO, I COULDN'T DO THAT.
YEAH. WHAT WOULD YOUR PUBLIC THINK ?
[ Both Laughing ]
[ Dillinger Singing ] ¶ I'M IN LOVE WITH YOU, HONEY ¶
¶ SAY YOU LOVE ME TOO, HONEY ¶
¶ NO ONE ELSE WILL DO, HONEY ¶
¶ SEEMS FUNNY BUT IT'S TRUE ¶ ¶¶ [ Fades ]
[ Purvis ] HANDSOME JACK KLUTAS, A KIDNAPPER AND MURDERER,
RAN WITH THE BARKER-CORPUS GANG.
HAD A COLLEGE DEGREE AND USED TO PLAY FOOTBALL.
HE WAS ONE OF THE MOST VICIOUS KILLERS OF HIS DAY.
I KNEW I'D NEVER TAKE HIM ALIVE.
I DIDN'T TRY TO HARD, NEITHER.
[ Purvis ] F.B.I.
[ Woman Screaming ]
¶¶ [ Country ]
UH, JUST FOR THIS PICTURE I WISH YOU'D NOT SMILE.
OKAY ?
¶¶ [ Continues ] UH, NOW-- ALL RIGHT, HOLD IT.
[ Shutter Clicks ] GOT A GOOD ONE.
I COLLECT 'EM.
[ Laughing ]
NICE PLACE. NICE PARTY. NICE FOLKS.
¿ COMO ESTAS, AMIGOS ? AND AY-AY-AY TO YA. [ Laughs ]
GENTLEMEN, I'D LIKE YOU TO MEET PEARL.
- SHE SINGS AT THE GOLDEN SOMBRERO. - HIYA, PEARL.
HI. SHOW BUSINESS, HUH ?
I'LL BET YOU HAVE A GLAMOROUS LIFE. [ Laughs ]
- THIS IS ART LONG. - HELLO.
THAT'S SAM PHILLIPS. HELLO.
I DO BUSINESS WITH THEM OCCASIONALLY. MM-HM.
OH, I'M SORRY. THAT'S THEIR WIVES, TRIXIE AND ANGEL.
YOU KIND OF LOOK LIKE DILLINGER, MR. LONG.
- DID ANYBODY EVER TELL YOU THAT ? - [ All Laughing ]
OH, NO, YOU MEAN JOHN DILLINGER, THE CRIMINAL ?
UH-HUH. SOME FOLKS THINK I LOOK LIKE DOUGLAS FAIRBANKS.
[ Laughs ] I LIKE DILLINGER BETTER.
HE DOES LOOK LIKE HIM. I'VE TOLD HIM THAT A THOUSAND TIMES.
¶¶ [ Continues ]
YOU KNOW JOHN, WITH CHARLEY AND EDDIE GONE,
WE'RE GONNA NEED SOMEONE ELSE.
I AIN'T NEVER SEEN A BANK THE THREE OF US COULDN'T ROB, HAVE YOU ?
YOU STARTIN' TO BELIEVE THAT STUFF THEY PUT IN THE NEWSPAPERS.
DON'T YOU ?
YOU SAY THEM FELLAS GIVE YOU THIS $100 BILL...
TO CARRY THEIR VALISES INTO THE HOTEL, EH ?
[ Speaking Spanish ]
AND THEY WAS HEAVY, EH ? [ Spanish ]
AND THAT'S THEM STANDIN' OVER THERE FOR SURE ?
[ Speaking Spanish ]
TAKE THE COMBINATION OF THEM FELLAS STANDIN' OVER THERE...
AND THEM SHINY CARS...
AND THEM FANCY-LOOKIN' GIRLS MEANS THEY'S ALL CRIMINALS.
WHY YOU SAY THAT ? DECENT FOLK DON'T LIVE THAT GOOD.
NOW YOU MOSEY ON OVER THERE AND TAKE A CLOSER LOOK.
¶¶ [ Continues ]
DID YOU GET A GOOD LOOK AT 'EM ?
CLOSE AS I AM TO YOU.
HIM ? NOPE.
OH, MY GOD ! [ Music Stops, Applause ]
¶¶ [ New Song Begins ]
I LIKE THAT SONG.
WELL, DON'T LOOK AT ME.
[ Chuckles ] WANT TO DANCE ?
YOU KNOW HOW ? OF COURSE, I DO. KIND OF.
IT'S A 12-GAUGE, MR. DILLINGER.
I'M BIG JIM WOLLARD. I'VE KILLED 35 MEN IN MY DAY,
AND I WOULDN'T MIND IF YOU WERE NUMBER 36.
SO LET'S GO, SONNY.
[ Onlookers Chattering ]
ST. PAUL, BABY. ST. PAUL.
¶¶ [ Ragtime ]
¶¶
[ Man ] IS THAT HIM ? [ Man #2 ] THERE HE IS !
[ Man ] I THINK HE'S IN THE SECOND CAR THERE.
- [ Overlapping Chatter ] - [ Man ] POST ARMS !
- [ Reporter ] YOU GOT A STATEMENT FOR US ? - [ Chattering ]
[ Men Shouting, Indistinct ]
[ Man ] HOW YA FEELIN' ?
[ Shouting, Chattering Continue ]
[ Reporter ] WHY AIN'T YOU WEARIN' A HAT ? ARE YA GOIN' COLLEGIATE ?
[ Chuckles ] SOMEBODY STOLE MY HAT.
WHAT DO YOU THINK ABOUT THE PRESIDENT, JOHNNY ?
I LIKE HIM. I LIKE THE NEW DEAL, AND I LIKE THE N.R.A.
I LIKE ESPECIALLY THE HELP HE'S BEEN GIVING THE BANKS LATELY.
WHAT ABOUT SOCIAL SECURITY ?
WELL, IT COULD RUIN THE COUNTRY.
IF PEOPLE WANT MONEY, THEY OUGHT TO GO TO WORK.
[ Reporter #2 ] DID YOU KILL PATROLMAN O'MALLEY ?
I NEVER KILLED ANYBODY IN MY LIFE. I JUST STEAL MONEY.
YOU BEEN KNOWN TO CARRY A GUN AND USE IT. WELL, IT IS DANGEROUS WORK.
[ Reporter #3 ] WHAT DO YOU THINK OF THIS JAIL ?
WELL, IT'S A NICE PLACE. NICE PEOPLE.
AIN'T NO JAIL CAN HOLD ME.
IT'S AN EXERCISE IN FUTILITY. SAY THAT AGAIN ?
IT'S AN EXERCISE IN FUTILITY.
[ Reporter #1 ] WHAT DO YOU THINK OF THE D.A. ? I LIKE HIM.
I LIKE THE POLICE COMMISSIONER TOO.
I THINK WE'RE ALL GONNA GET ALONG FINE HERE, DON'T YOU, MA'AM ?
HOW DO YOU DO ? [ Photographer ] PUT YOUR ARM AROUND HIM, MR. ESTIL.
WE GOT THE SECOND COLUMN AGAIN.
[ Reading ] "FEDERAL BUREAU OF INVESTIGATION MIDWEST CHIEF MELVIN PURVIS...
"CLAIMS HE'LL HAVE PRETTY BOY FLOYD WITHIN A MONTH.
COMMENDS TEXAS RANGER ON KILLING OF BONNIE AND CLYDE."
REMIND ME TO SEND THAT MAN A BOX OF CIGARS. YOU ALREADY DID.
THIS SORT OF THING ISN'T GOOD, YOU KNOW.
IT ISN'T GOOD AT ALL. WHAT KIND OF THING ?
I MEAN THIS DILLINGER PUNK GETS ALL THE HEADLINES.
[ Grunts ] THANK YOU, DAN.
WE TAKE SECOND COLUMN. THAT KIND OF THING'S GONNA HAVE TO CHANGE.
MAKE MORE PERSONAL APPEARANCES WHEN YOU CAN.
TALK TO PEOPLE. LET THE PUBLIC KNOW WHO YOU ARE.
THIS WHOLE THING ISN'T JUST CATCHIN' THESE RATS.
WELL, THAT'S ALL I WANT TO DO. THAT'S ALL THE DIRECTOR WANTS.
WELL, I DON'T MEAN TO CAST ASPERSIONS ON J. EDGAR,
BUT HE WAS NEVER A MAN TO SHUN THE PUBLIC EYE. [ Boy Playing ] BANG ! BANG !
[ Purvis ] HEY, KID ! KID ! THAT'S RIGHT, YOU.
WHAT ARE YOU PLAYIN' ?
COPS AND ROBBERS.
WHAT ARE YOU THE COP OR THE ROBBER ? ROBBER.
OH, CRIME DOESN'T PAY. BET YOUR DAD TOLD YOU THAT.
- I AIN'T GOT NO DAD. - SORRY TO HEAR THAT.
EVERY KID SHOULD HAVE A DAD.
- YOU KNOW WHO I AM ? - NO.
YOU REALLY DON'T KNOW WHO I AM ? NO.
- I'M MELVIN PURVIS, THE G-MAN. - YOU AIN'T HIM.
WANT TO SEE MY BADGE ?
I BET YOU'D LIKE TO SEE MY GUN. YEAH.
I GOT TO UNLOAD IT.
NOT THAT I DON'T TRUST YOU. BUT IF SOMETHING HAPPENED,
I'D ALWAYS THINK OF YOU WHEN I LOOKED AT A LITTLE BOY.
YOU GOT A LITTLE BOY TOO ? NO, SIR.
I'M LIKE YOU. I DON'T HAVE ANYBODY.
HERE, HOLD IT.
HOW'S IT FEEL ? FEELS HEAVY.
WHEN YOU GROW UP, IT WON'T FEEL HEAVY. YOU CAN HAVE ONE JUST LIKE IT.
- YOU CAN HAVE A BADGE TOO. - WOULDN'T WANT TO BE A G-MAN.
WHY NOT ? HAVE TO GO TO SCHOOL TO BE A G-MAN.
WELL, YOU GOT TO GO TO SCHOOL !
JOHN DILLINGER DON'T GO TO SCHOOL.
JOHN DILLINGER'S IN JAIL !
¶¶ [ Humming ]
¶¶ [ Humming Continues ]
HI, BOYS.
OPEN UP, FRIEND.
THAT AIN'T REAL.
YOU WANT TO LOSE THE TOP OF YOUR HEAD FINDIN' OUT ?
PUT THAT SHOTGUN OVER THERE. BUTT FIRST OR I'LL BLOW YOUR THROAT OUT.
UNLOCK IT. DON'T LOOK AT IT ! UNLOCK IT !
[ Keys Jangling ]
STEP BACK A LITTLE. WHERE'D YOU GET THAT ?
FROM MY LAWYER. WHAT THE HELL YOU THINK A LAWYER'S FOR ?
EITHER OF YOU BOYS MARRIED ? I AM.
ALL RIGHT, THEN GET IN THERE. YOU'RE STAYIN'.
YOU EAT THIS.
LET'S GO.
GOIN' WITH US, JACK ? [ Man ] NO, TOO TIRED.
ALL RIGHT.
WHY, EVENIN', MR. DILLINGER. HOWDY. WHAT'S YOUR NAME ?
REED YOUNGBLOOD.
YOU'RE IN FOR MURDER, AREN'T YA ? YES, SIR.
- WHO'D YOU KILL, REED ? - MY WIFE AND A BIBLE SALESMAN.
I CAUGHT 'EM IN FLAGRANTE DILECTO.
[ Chuckles ] LET HIM OUT.
HE'S DOIN' IT ! THE SON OF A BITCH IS GONNA MAKE IT !
MORE POWER TO YOU, JOHNNY. JOHN, OPEN UP THESE CELLS !
TAKE ME WITH YOU, DILLINGER ! BREAK OUT, BABY !
KEYS.
ALL RIGHT, WARDEN. THE GARAGE.
THEY WON'T SHOOT ME TO GET YOU IN HERE, JOHNNY.
BUT I CAN'T CONTROL THOSE NATIONAL GUARD BOYS.
DON'T YOU WORRY ABOUT A THING.
HELL, WARDEN, THEY'D LIKE TO SEE ME MAKE IT.
GET OVER HERE. GET OVER HERE !
- COME OUT FROM UNDER THERE. - CAN'T YOU SEE I'M BUSY ?
HAVEN'T YOUR GOT MANNERS OR SENSE ENOUGH TO KNOW WHEN A MAN IS--
YOU BETTER COME OUT FROM UNDER THERE, COOK.
I'VE SEEN YOU IN THE NEWSPAPERS !
YOU'RE HIM !
WHAT'S THE FASTEST CAR YOU GOT IN HERE ?
MR. DRUBB'S CAR IS THE FASTEST, BUT MR. GRIEVE'S FORD IS THE STRONGEST ON HILLS.
I'LL TAKE THE SHERIFF'S CAR. HE WON'T CARE.
- HE SURE WILL ! - HE'S A FRIEND OF MINE. NOW GET ON OVER THERE.
GET BEHIND THAT WHEEL BEFORE I'LL KILL YOU. YES, SIR.
GET OVER THERE, WARDEN.
YOU THREE !
I WANT YOU TO GET OUT THERE AND OPEN UP THAT GARAGE DOOR.
WE'RE LEAVIN' HERE IN TWO MINUTES.
I WANT EVERYBODY OUT THERE AT ATTENTION.
'CAUSE IF THEY'RE NOT I'M GONNA CUT THE WARDEN UP LIKE SPAGHETTI.
YOU GET THAT ? YES, SIR.
TAT, TAT, TAT.
GIVE ME A GOOD HEAD START, BOY. IT'LL BE MORE SPORTIN'.
[ Siren Wailing ]
[ Man Over P.A. ] NOW, NOBODY EVEN THINK OF MAKING A QUICK MOVE.
THEY GOT INNOCENT MEN IN THEM CARS.
[ Siren Continues [ We'll get Dillinger. I'll guarantee you that !
You just hold still ! Hold still, you hear me ! Now we'll get him !
¶¶ [ Ragtime ] [ Siren Continues ]
[ Man Shouting ] LET'S GO ! [ Whooping, Yelling ]
HOLD IT. PULL UP HERE. I WANT TO GO IN THAT BANK.
I NEVER SEEN A MAN WITH SUCH GALL !
[ Brakes Screeching ] BACK DOWN THAT ALLEY.
[ Woman Gasps ] SHH. HOLD IT !
WHATEVER YOU'RE DOING, LADIES AND GENTLEMEN, STOP !
THIS IS A ROBBERY.
I'M JOHN DILLINGER,
MOST RECENTLY ON DISPLAY DOWN AT YOUR LOCAL JAIL.
DON'T BE NERVOUS. DON'T DO ANYTHING YOU'LL REGRET.
THIS IS GOING TO BE ONE OF THE BIG DAYS IN YOUR LIFE.
DON'T MAKE IT YOUR LAST.
SACK IT UP, HONEY.
[ Soldier Whooping ]
YOU KNOW WHAT YOU CAN GET FOR THIS, DON'T YOU, YOUNGBLOOD ?
[ Laughing ] I'M ALREADY A MURDERER.
HA, SO I MIGHT AS WELL BE FAMOUS.
¶¶ [ Whistling: "My Darling, Clementine" ]
¶¶ [ Whistling Continues ]
¶¶ [ Continues ]
SLOW THIS DOWN, WILL YOU ?
TRYIN' TO GET US ALL KILLED ?
30 OR 40 MILES PER HOUR IS PLENTY FAST.
ONE THING I GOT IS TIME. TIME IS ONE THING I GOT PLENTY OF.
DEPRESSION ? I AIN'T NEVER HEARD OF IT.
- WHAT ARE YOU DOIN' THERE ? - I'M SPLITTIN' UP. THIS IS WHERE WE PART COMPANY.
WHAT ARE YOU SPLITTING IT UP FOR ?
WELL, I GET THE MOST BECAUSE, UH,
I'M THE ONE WITH THE MOST EXPERIENCE.
REED HERE GETS MORE 'CAUSE HE'S A CON.
YOU BOYS ARE DOIN' ALL RIGHT. THERE'S MORE THAN $300 APIECE FOR YOU HERE. HOW'S THAT ?
- YOU GOTTA BE CRAZY ! - I AIN'T NEVER SEEN SUCH GALL.
DO YOU THINK I'D TAKE THAT MONEY ? I'M SORRY, FELLAS.
I'D SPLIT IT UP BETTER, BUT I AIN'T GOT MUCH TIME.
I AIN'T NO FOOL. YOU'RE NOT GONNA KEEP THAT MONEY ?
I DID THE DRIVIN' !
WELL-- DEPRESSION.
THINGS ARE HARD.
- YEAH, HARD TIMES. - HARD TIMES.
- HARD TIMES.
REED, I'D TAKE YOU WITH ME, BUT YOU AIN'T A PRO.
I UNDERSTAND, MR. DILLINGER.
I'LL MAKE IT UP TO YOU.
I'LL SEND YOU SOMETHING FOR CHRISTMAS. ALL RIGHT.
HE'LL NEVER LIVE TO SEE CHRISTMAS. I HOPE HE DOES.
WHAT ABOUT YOU ? WANT TO COME BACK WITH US ?
GET YOU OFF OF DEATH ROW. [ Engine Starting ]
[ Laughs ]
WHOO ! MR. DILLINGER !
I DON'T CARE IF I DO DIE.
I WANT TO DIE WITH YOU, MR. DILLINGER !
I WANT TO BE A BANK ROBBER LIKE YOU, MR. DILLINGER !
[ Yelling, Indistinct ]
[ Joyful Grunt ]
[ Laughs ]
[ Both Laughing ]
¶¶ [ Trumpet Solo On Radio ] I DON'T WANT TO BE THERE WHEN THEY GET YOU.
PROMISE ME THAT I WON'T HAVE TO BE THERE WHEN THEY GET YOU.
THEY'RE NOT GOING TO GET ME.
I JUST DON'T WANT TO SEE IT.
I JUST DON'T WANT TO SEE IT, JOHNNY.
THEY WON'T EVER GET ME.
¶¶ [ Continues ] I MAY NOT LIVE FOREVER,
BUT I'D BE A DAMNED FOOL NOT TO TRY.
HELLO, MELVIN ? YES, HELLO.
THIS IS JOHN DILLINGER. WELL NOW, HOW ARE YOU, JOHNNY ?
I ALWAYS FELT THAT, UH--
WELL, I ALWAYS FELT THAT WE OUGHT TO...
TALK OCCASIONALLY. GOOD GOOD.
I'D LIKE TO HEAR FROM YOU.
I UNDERSTAND THAT, UH--
I UNDERSTAND THAT YOU'VE BEEN, UH--
YOU GOT ME ON A DRIVING A STOLEN CAR ACROSS STATE LINE, IS THAT RIGHT ?
FEDERAL OFFENSE. IT'S WHAT THE PAPER SAID.
THAT'S RIGHT, KID. NOT MUCH FOR A MAN OF YOUR ABILITY.
HOW'D YOU LIKE THE CRASH OUT ? LIKED IT FINE, JOHNNY.
YEAH ! IT WAS GREAT, WASN'T IT !
I'VE ALWAYS WANTED IT THAT WAY. GIVES ME A CHANCE--
HOW MANY MEN YOU GOT ON ME NOW, MELVIN ? TWO, JOHNNY.
[ Purvis ] TWO GOOD ONES. [ Dillinger ] YOU AND J. EDGAR HOOVER, HUH ?
THAT'S RIGHT, KID.
WELL THAT'S FINE. THAT'S FINE, MELVIN.
I LIKE A MAN WITH CONFIDENCE.
CALL WHENEVER YOU LIKE. SURE BEEN NICE TALKIN' TO YOU.
YOU CAN REVERSE THE CHARGES IF YOU NEED, KID.
[ Coins Clanging ] BYE !
SON OF A BITCH.
WHAT DID HE SOUND LIKE ?
WHO ? MELVIN PURVIS.
DON'T YOU EVER MENTION THAT NAME AGAIN.
HELLO, DADDY. HELLO, JOHNNY.
HOW YOU BEEN ? ALL RIGHT.
DAD, THIS IS BILLIE. IT'S A PLEASURE, BILLIE.
JOHNNY, I NEVER THOUGHT WELL OF WHAT YOU'VE DONE.
I STILL DON'T THINK IT'S RIGHT TO BREAK THE LAW.
BUT TIMES BEING WHAT THEY ARE,
AND IF ALL THESE PEOPLE THINK SO HIGHLY OF YOU,
WELCOME HOME, SON.
[ Horn Honking ]
[ Honking Continues ]
I THINK THAT'S THEM, REED. BOY, THAT'S SOME CAR.
HI, BILLIE.
HI, HARRY.
NICE DAY. REED !
[ Laughs ] MR. DILLINGER, HOW ARE YA ?
HOW YA BEEN ?
JOHN, YOU TOOK SO LONG, I DIDN'T THINK YOU WERE GONNA GET HERE.
YEAH, EVERYBODY HERE ? GOOD TO SEE YOU, TOO, MISS BILLIE.
HOW ARE YOU, REED ? FINE.
YEAH, THEY'RE ALL RIGHT HERE. WHAT ARE WE HAVING ?
OH, WHAT ARE WE HAVING ? WHAT ARE WE HAVING, HOMER, CHICKEN ?
I DON'T KNOW. WE BROUGHT THE POTATO SALAD.
HI, HOMER. HI, MARY.
MARY. HERE. LET ME GET THIS FOR YOU.
I DON'T BELIEVE YOU TWO GENTLEMEN HAVE MET. JOHN DILLINGER--
CHUCK FLOYD. PLEASED TO MEET YOU, MR. DILLINGER.
MY PLEASURE, FLOYD. I'VE ALWAYS BEEN A GREAT ADMIRER OF YOURS.
[ Laughs ]
WELL, YOU AIN'T NO PUNK YOURSELF.
WHAT CHASED YOU OUT OF COOKSON HILLS, FLOYD ?
A LOT OF THINGS. THEY WAS GETTIN' ON MY FOLKS AND IT WAS HARD ON 'EM.
THEN BONNIE AND CLYDE RAN THROUGH THERE. WEREN'T SAFE FOR NO ONE.
BUNCH OF MAD DOGS, THAT'S WHAT THEY WERE.
- I AIN'T SORRY TO SEE 'EM GO. - WELL,
SMALL-TIMERS GET INTO IT AND RUIN IT FOR EVERYBODY.
UH, YOU WANNA CUT OUT THIS MUTUAL ADMIRATION SOCIETY ?
WANNA GET A COUPLE OF THINGS CLEAR.
LESTER NELSON, JOHN DILLINGER.
NELSON.
BABY FACE NELSON, HUH ?
I DON'T LIKE TO BE CALLED THAT.
WELL, I'LL TRY TO REMEMBER THAT. [ All Laughing ]
ONE THING-- IF WE'RE GONNA WORK TOGETHER,
I WANT IT UNDERSTOOD THAT I DON'T TAKE NO ORDERS.
THIS IS MR. DILLINGER'S GANG.
AH ! HE AIN'T MY LEADER. I GOT MY OWN WAY OF TAKING BANKS.
I COME IN SHOOTING, I KILL EVERYONE IN SIGHT, I GRAB THE DOUGH.
VERY EASY. WORKS VERY WELL. YOU DON'T LIKE IT, YOU GET SOMEBODY ELSE.
I'LL TELL YOU WHAT.
LET'S YOU AND ME GO OUT THERE AND TALK ABOUT THAT.
ANYTHING YOU WANT, BUSTER.
[ Woman ] LESTER. SHUT UP.
REED.
HAVE SOME CHICKEN.
THERE'S ONE THING YOU GOTTA LEARN, KID-- YEAH ?
[ Moaning, Coughing ]
YOU WANNA KILL ME ? [ Coughing Continues ]
YOU WANNA KILL ME, PUNK ? YOU CAN'T KILL ME, PUNK !
GET UP ! GET UP ! STOP IT. [ Coughing ]
GET UP !
PUNK ! LEAVE ME ALONE !
LEAVE ME ALONE ! YOU LITTLE PUNK !
I'M IMMORTAL, PUNK !
HERE. TAKE IT, PUNK. TAKE IT. I-I-I--
PULL THE TRIGGER ! YOU CAN'T DO IT !
YOU CAN'T DO IT, CAN YA ?
I'M IMMORTAL, YOU PUNK ! I'M DILLINGER !
[ Bell Ringing ] COME ON, HARRY ! LET'S GO !
[ Ringing Continues ] WHO SET THAT ALARM ?
I'M GONNA KILL WHOEVER DID THAT !
I DON'T CARE IF I GOTTA KILL YOU... OR YOU.
JUST SO LONG AS I GET TO KILL SOMEBODY.
HEY, THERE'S LAW OUTSIDE. WHERE ? WHERE ? GET OUT OF THE WAY.
I GOT HIM ! I GOT HIM !
THANK YOU. THANK YOU.
HEY, WHAT WOULD YOU WANT IF I HAD ALL THE MONEY IN THE WORLD ?
THERE'S NOTHING I REALLY WANT, JOHNNY,
EXCEPT MAYBE-- MAYBE WHAT ?
MAYBE GO DANCING AGAIN WITH YOU.
YEAH, THAT'S WHAT I'D WANT.
[ Chuckles ] ALL RIGHT. IF THAT'S WHAT YOU WANT, THAT'S WHAT YOU'LL HAVE.
WE'LL GO TO CHICAGO AND WE'LL GO DANCING AT THE FLAMINGO CLUB TONIGHT.
YEAH. [ Laughs ] YOU CAN'T GO TO CHICAGO.
WELL, IF I CAN GO THERE TO ROB BANKS, I CAN GO THERE TO DANCE WITH MY GIRL.
CAN'T I, HUH ? HUH ? HUH ? [ Laughing ]
AH, VERY GOOD. THANK YOU.
I'D LIKE TO TAKE THIS OCCASION...
TO TOAST THE MOST BEAUTIFUL WOMAN IN THE WHOLE WORLD.
[ Guests Chattering ]
IS EVERYTHING ALL RIGHT, HONEY ? EVERYTHING'S FINE, DEAR.
CHAMPAGNE MAKES ME DIZZY WHEN I DRINK IT TOO FAST.
IT'S THE BUBBLES.
GARCON. GARCON.
I THINK WE SHOULD HAVE THE ROAST LEG OF LAMB.
IT'S THE MOST EXPENSIVE THING ON THE MENU.
[ Purvis ] FAR TABLE OVER THERE.
MAGNUM.
YOU SWEET THING YOU.
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A FRIEND SENDS HIS REGARDS, MONSIEUR.
TAKE IT AWAY. MONSIEUR--
GET IT OUT OF HERE.
[ Purvis Narrating ] I KNEW SOONER OR LATER THEY'D MAKE A MISTAKE.
IT CAME IN MASON CITY, IOWA.
A FAST-THINKING LOCAL SHERIFF SPOTTED HOMER VAN METER BY A CAR OUTSIDE THE BANK.
WITHIN MINUTES, THEY WERE ARMED, READY AND WAITING.
IT'S BULLETPROOF, YOU BASTARDS !
THE ROOF. THE ROOF. WE DONE WALKED INTO A TRAP.
COME ON, BABY !
LET'S GO ! LET'S GO ! THEY'RE OUT OF ROUNDS ! ON THE ROOF ! ON THE ROOF !
BEHIND YOU, HARRY ! BEHIND YOU !
OH, LORD HAVE MERCY ! WHAT WE DONE GOT INTO HERE ?
HURRY UP, HARRY ! GET IN THE GODDAMN CAR !
COME ON ! YOU CAN'T TOUCH ME !
COME ON ! COME ON !
COME ON. GET IT OUT OF HERE.
THE CAR'S HERE ! COME ON ! I'LL COVER YOU !
GET IN THE CAR ! I GOTTA DO SOMETHING ABOUT YOU.
YOU GOT THE MONEY. WHERE YOU WANT IT ? [ Gunshot ]
DILLINGER ! COME ON ! [ Yells ]
I'LL GET YOU, BOY.
WATCH OUT, JOHNNY.
GET RID OF HIM.
OH, GOD ! YOU'LL BE ALL RIGHT, BOY.
[ Billie ] JOHNNY ?
HE'S OKAY. THE DOCTOR WILL BE UP HERE IN THE MORNING.
SHOT IN THE STOMACH.
IT'S OKAY.
WHAT THE HELL'S ALL THAT CRAP ?
AIN'T THERE NO PLACE A MAN CAN GET A NIGHT'S SLEEP ?
RICH SOCIETY PUNKS.
JESUS.
[ Purvis Narrating ] I HAD THOSE RATS NOW.
THEY'D BEEN HURT AT MASON CITY.
THEY WERE TIRED AND BEATEN AND OFF BALANCE.
AT LAST I WAS GETTING A CHANCE AT SOMETHING I'D DREAMED OF--
PRETTY BOY FLOYD,
BABY FACE NELSON, VAN METER,
PIERPONT AND JOHN DILLINGER,
ALL IN ONE SWOOP.
I DIDN'T CALL ON THE LOCAL AUTHORITIES. I COULDN'T TAKE THAT CHANCE.
IT WAS OURS OR NO ONE'S. MR. HOOVER WANTED IT THAT WAY.
WE GOT LOST TWICE AND ONE CAR BROKE DOWN.
BUT TOWARDS DAWN, WE CLOSED ON IN.
THIS TIME, I KNEW I HAD THAT BOY.
OH, GOD !
I WISH TO HELL HE'D PASS OUT AGAIN.
IF HE SCREAMS AGAIN LIKE THAT, THE HUNTERS DOWNSTAIRS ARE GONNA CALL THE COPS.
WHAT DO YOU EXPECT ME TO DO ABOUT IT ? FINISH HIM !
OH, GOD. YOU CAN'T DO THAT. LEAVE THE BOY BE.
HE DESERVES A CHANCE. THE MAN DESERVES A CHANCE. [ Yells ]
ALL RIGHT NOW, MEN. I'LL TAKE THE FRONT ENTRANCE WITH YOU FOUR.
SAM, YOU TAKE THE FAR SIDE. NED, THE REAR.
MOVE IN SLOW.
NOW, WE ALL KNOW WHO WE'RE LOOKING FOR.
WAIT UNTIL FIRST LIGHT.
I WANT POSITIVE IDENTIFICATION.
OTHERWISE, WE'LL BE SHOOTING EACH OTHER.
[ Gun Cocks ] LET'S GO GET 'EM.
[ Object Clatters, Dog Barks ]
[ Barking Continues ]
WHAT THE HELL'S GOING ON OUT HERE ? WHO'S THERE ?
[ Shouting, Indistinct ]
I SMELL HEAT !
- [ Screaming ] - GET THE SECOND FAR WINDOW.
[ Screaming ] GODDAMN IT !
[ Screaming Continues ] SHUT UP, GODDAMN IT !
OVER HERE, GEORGIE. YEAH, YEAH. GIVE ME ANOTHER CLIP.
GET BACK IN THERE.
I'LL SEE YOU IN KANSAS CITY.
I NEED SOME HELP ON THIS FRONT WINDOW, HARRY ! WHERE THE HELL IS PRETTY BOY ?
I GOT THE AMMO. LET'S GO.
I GOT THREE CARTONS IN THE TRUNK.
HOMER, FIRST FLOOR.
GET DOWN ! GET DOWN !
COME ON ! COME ON !
DAMN. IT JAMMED.
GIVE ME IT.
TRY AGAIN, YOU SON OF A BITCH.
HANG ON. HANG ON ME, BABY.
SON OF A BITCH.
BY THE WOODPILE. FOUR OF 'EM.
MY FOOT ! I SEE 'EM !
THEY SHOT YOUR TOE OFF. IS THAT ALL ?
[ Nelson ] I NEED SOME HELP HERE !
JUST GET OUT OF HERE, JOHNNY ! GET OUT OF HERE !
I'LL COME BACK FOR YOU. YOU DON'T HAVE TO SAY THAT.
I'LL BE BACK FOR YOU. WHATEVER YOU SAY.
COME HERE, HUH ?
30.06. ANYBODY GOT ANY 30.06 ?
SORRY ABOUT THIS, BOY.
EAT IT, G-MAN !
GET IN ! NELSON, LET'S GO ! HOMER, GET IN THERE !
HELP ME !
RUN, JOHNNY ! RUN ! RUN !
STAND AGAINST THE WALL. DON'T MOVE AGAIN OR YOU'RE DEAD, MISTER.
I DON'T KNOW ANYTHING ABOUT IT. I THOUGHT THEY WAS ALL MILLIONAIRES.
DILLINGER'S GIRL.
CAN'T YOU SEE THE LADY'S FOOT'S HURT ?
HERE, COWLEY.
PUT YOUR ARM HERE.
YOU'LL NEVER GET HIM.
YES, I'LL GET HIM.
GOD, TRY TO STOP BLEEDING.
STOP BLEEDING. I CAN FEEL A BONE.
IT HURTS.
WILL YOU SHUT HIM UP ?
SHUT UP YOURSELF, YOU RAT, OR I'LL BLOW THE BACK OF YOUR GODDAMN HEAD OFF.
I'VE NEVER BEEN HIT BAD BEFORE.
I GOTTA GET TO K-KANSAS CITY.
MARY. MARY. OH, MARY !
WHAT'S THAT ? WHAT'S UP THERE ? [ Gunshot ]
I'M GETTIN' OUT. I'M GETTIN' OUT.
DON'T SHOOT ! DON'T SHOOT !
I'M ALREADY HIT--
MARY ! OH !
HARRY ! HARRY !
SON OF A BITCH !
GODDAMN IT. THINGS AIN'T WORKIN' OUT FOR ME TODAY.
OH, THIS IS SO WICKED.
[ Moaning ] NO. NO, YOU MUSTN'T.
I'VE NEVER LET ANYONE.
ONE MORE KISS. WHAT'S A KISS ? NO.
NO. I MEAN IT, LEROY.
I'M GOING IN, LEROY. I CAN'T STAND IT. THIS IS WRONG.
NOT A SOUND, LEROY.
NOW, START THIS THING UP. LET'S SEE HOW FAST SHE'LL GO.
HOW ARE YOU, MA'AM ? [ Panting ]
I'M KINDA LOST. CAN'T FIND THE MAIN ROAD.
I'M KINDA HUNGRY TOO.
I NEED FOOD AND THAT JALOPY OUT BACK.
I CAN PAY YOU FOR IT.
YOU'RE ONE OF THEM, AIN'T YA ?
YES, MA'AM. WHAT ABOUT THE CAR, MA'AM ?
HELL, BOY, IT AIN'T RUN SINCE '29.
I DON'T WANT NO TROUBLE.
COME ON IN, BOY.
AH. BOOLA-BOOLA.
[ Laughing ]
YOU PLAY FOOTBALL, LEROY ?
SURE. VARSITY. OH, THAT'S GOOD. THAT'S GOOD.
WHAT POSITION ?
END. UH, LEFT END. OH, YEAH ?
I WAS A CENTER. OH, YEAH ?
YEAH. FOR WHO ?
STATE PEN. [ Laughing ]
YOU DON'T LOOK BIG ENOUGH TO BE A CENTER.
I WAS BIG ENOUGH. DON'T YOU WORRY ABOUT IT. YOU JUST DRIVE.
HEY, LEROY, DID YOU EVER HEAR THE BARBERSHOP YELL ?
¶ HIT 'EM ON THE CHIN SCRAPE 'EM ON THE JAW LEAVE 'EM, LEAVE 'EM ¶
¶ RAH, RAH, RAH ¶
¶ ON WISCONSIN ¶¶ [ Laughs ]
[ Car Rattling ] WHAT IS IT ?
GAS. IT MUST BE GAS.
SOMETHING MUST BE WRONG WITH THE GAUGE.
YOU BETTER BE RIGHT, YOU LITTLE SON OF A BITCH.
DRY. BONE DRY. MUST BE SOMETHING WRONG WITH THE GAUGE.
YOU BETTER BE RIGHT, BOY. GET YOUR ASS OVER THERE. SEE FOR YOURSELF.
YOU SON OF A BITCH.
SON OF A BITCH !
SON OF A BITCH.
OH, GOD, THINGS AIN'T WORKIN' OUT FOR ME.
JUST A BUNCH OF GODDAMN FARMERS.
OH. OH ! SON OF A BITCH.
[ Yells ] I WANT HELP !
HELP ME, SOMEBODY !
GODDAMN IT. [ Groans ]
THINGS AIN'T WORKIN' OUT FOR ME. [ Laughs ]
[ Groaning ]
I'VE BEEN SHOT IN THE LUNGS. WILL YOU GET A DOCTOR ? PLEASE ?
YOU NEED A BIBLE ?
I'VE SINNED.
I HAVE BEEN A SINNER, BUT I ENJOYED IT.
AND I KILLED MEN,
BUT THE DIRTY SONS OF BITCHES DESERVED IT.
NO MATTER HOW I FIGURE IT,
IT'S TOO LATE FOR NO BIBLE.
THANK YOU JUST THE SAME, MA'AM.
[ Agent ] THERE HE GOES.
HALT.
AIM.
FIRE !
[ Grunting ]
ARE YOU PRETTY BOY FLOYD ?
I'M CHARLES ARTHUR FLOYD.
THIS IS FOR KANSAS CITY, BOY.
I WASN'T IN ON THAT. I SWEAR.
SHOULDN'T BE LYING WHEN YOU'RE SO CLOSE TO YOUR MAKER.
- YOU-- YOU MUST BE PURVIS. - THAT'S RIGHT.
I'M GLAD IT WAS YOU.
[ Man ] ACE FEDERAL AGENT MELVIN PURVIS...
HAS TURNED THE DEBACLE AT LITTLE BOHEMIA INTO A GANG-SMASHER'S TURKEY SHOOT.
BABY FACE NELSON, PRETTY BOY FLOYD, HARRY PIERPONT.
BUT WHERE IS THE LEADER, PUBLIC ENEMY NUMBER ONE,
JOHN DILLINGER ?
JOHN DILLINGER IS BELIEVED TO BE-- [ Click ]
JOHNNY !
[ Purvis ] ARE YOU COMFORTABLE ? YES, YES. THIS IS FINE.
MY NAME IS ANNA SAGE. I'M A PROSTITUTE, A MADAM.
I RUN A HOUSE OF PROSTITUTION.
YOU PROBABLY KNOW ALREADY THIS, DON'T YOU ?
THAT DOESN'T MATTER, ANNA.
WOULD YOU LIKE A POPSICLE ? NO, THANK YOU.
POPSICLE SURE IS REFRESHING. NO, THANK YOU.
GO ON.
I'M A ALIEN. I HAVE A CRIMINAL RECORD.
I RUN A GOOD HOUSE. MANY CITY OFFICIALS ARE MY CLIENTS.
I COULD MAKE IT HOT FOR SOME OF THEM IF THEY TRY AND DEPORT ME.
NO ONE WANTS TO DO THAT, NOT IF YOU HELP ME. GO ON.
ABOUT A MONTH AGO,
ALMOST A MONTH,
MAYBE MORE,
A MAN CAME TO BOARD IN MY APARTMENT.
I HAVE TO TAKE IN BOARDERS OCCASIONALLY.
HE SAID HIS NAME WAS JOHN LAWRENCE,
THAT HE WORKED FOR THE CHICAGO BOARD OF TRADE.
UH, HE WAS HIDING FROM HIS WIFE, DIVORCED.
SHE WAS AFTER HIM FOR ALIMONY.
THEY ALL SAY THAT. THEY JUST WANT TO GET AROUND MY GIRLS.
YOU SAY THIS WAS ABOUT A MONTH AGO ?
ABOUT A MONTH, YES. THAT'S RIGHT.
HE, UH, TOOK UP WITH POLLY.
THAT'S, UH, POLLY HAMILTON, ONE OF MY NEW GIRLS.
POLLY ? POLLY.
- HE SAYS SHE LOOKS LIKE AN INDIAN. - AN INDIAN ?
THAT'S SILLY. SHE'S JUST AN ORDINARY GIRL.
AN INDIAN.
ISN'T THAT SOMETHING ?
HE TAKE US TO THE MOVIES, BOTH OF US.
THAT'S WHEN I FOUND OUT HE...
WAS DILLINGER.
I SEE HIM IN THE NEWSREEL.
I KNEW IT, DESPITE THE HAIR, THE MUSTACHE.
I-- I ASKED HIM.
DID HE TELL YOU HE WAS DILLINGER ?
HE'S A NICE FELLOW.
I DON'T BELIEVE HE EVER KILLED ANYONE. HE COULDN'T HAVE.
YOU WON'T HARM HIM IF YOU CAN HELP IT ?
NO, OF COURSE NOT.
I'VE GROWN RATHER FOND OF HIM MYSELF IN A STRANGE SORT OF WAY.
YOU WON'T HARM HIM, WILL YOU ? PLEASE DON'T DO THAT.
I WOULDN'T WANT HARM TO COME TO HIM.
I WOULDN'T HAVE DONE THIS IF IT WASN'T FOR MY SITUATION.
YOU UNDERSTAND, DON'T YOU ? CERTAINLY, CERTAINLY.
HE LIKES TO GO TO MOVIES.
ARE YOU SURE YOU DON'T WANT A POPSICLE ?
I'LL TAKE A RED ONE.
SO IF I GET A SPOT ON MY DRESS, IT WON'T SHOW OFF TOO BAD.
GOOD AND RED. GOES WELL WITH YOUR HAIR.
MANHATTAN MELODRAMA IS ON NOW STARRING CLARK GABLE.
IT'S BEEN RUNNING ABOUT 25 MINUTES. THAT'LL BE ALL RIGHT.
I JUST WANNA SEE THE END. TWO.
NO, I DON'T LIKE IT AT ALL. THOSE ARE HOODS.
WELL, THEY DON'T DRESS LIKE-- TAKE IT FROM ME. AND I'VE BEEN RUNNING THIS PLACE SINCE 1925.
I KNOW HOODS. CALL THE POLICE.
STAY OUT OF THIS. F.B.I. YES, SIR.
JUST CALM DOWN. THERE'S NOTHING TO WORRY ABOUT.
THOSE MEN ARE ALL FEDERAL AGENTS LIKE MYSELF.
IS THERE GONNA BE SHOOTING ?
NO ONE'S GONNA GET HURT. THAT'S MELVIN PURVIS. WHO'S IN HERE ANYWAY ?
JUST KEEP TO YOURSELF.
[ Continues, Indistinct ]
I WANT HOOVER IN WASHINGTON DIRECTLY.
TELL HIM WE HAVE REASON TO BELIEVE THAT DILLINGER IS IN THE BIOGRAPH THEATER...
AND THAT I'M TAKING APPROPRIATE ACTION WITHOUT AID OF LOCAL POLICE.
THIS ONE IS OURS ALONE.
WE'LL TRY TO TAKE HIM INSIDE THE THEATER OR OUTSIDE,
WHICHEVER ONE PRESENTS THE LEAST RISK TO BYSTANDERS.
TELL HIM THIS TIME I'M GOING TO GET HIM.
ALL RIGHT NOW, MEN. THIS IS IT.
SOME OF YOU WERE IN LAW SCHOOL WHEN I STARTED CHASING THIS ONE.
SO LET'S DO IT AND DO IT RIGHT.
PISTOLS ONLY. WE CAN'T TOUCH HIM IN THERE. THERE'S TOO MANY PEOPLE.
NOW, WHEN HE COMES OUT OF THERE, HE'LL BE WITH A WOMAN DRESSED IN RED.
WHEN I MAKE POSITIVE IDENTIFICATION,
I'LL LIGHT MY CIGAR.
WOMAN IN RED, LIT CIGAR. THAT'S YOUR MAN.
REMEMBER, WAIT FOR MY CIGAR.
IS THAT CLEAR ?
JOHNNY !
[ Screaming ]
[ Billie Screaming ]
[ Agent Shouting, Indistinct ]
[ Woman ] GET THE POLICE ! GET THE POLICE !
[ Screaming Continues ]
[ People Murmuring ]
[ Man ] WHAT'S GOING ON HERE ?
[ Woman ] OH ! MR. DILLINGER !
BREAK IT UP ! BREAK IT UP !
CLOSED-CAPTIONED BY CAPTIONS, INC. LOS ANGELES
[ Hoover's Voice ] DILLINGER WAS A RAT...
THAT THE COUNTRY MAY CONSIDER ITSELF FORTUNATE TO BE RID OF,
AND I DON'T SANCTION ANY HOLLYWOOD GLAMORIZATION OF THESE VERMIN.
THIS TYPE OF ROMANTIC MENDACITY...
CAN ONLY LEAD YOUNG PEOPLE FURTHER ASTRAY...
THAN THEY ARE ALREADY.
AND I WANT NO PART OF IT.