Last Chants for a Slow Dance (1977) Movie Script
1
Take whatever.
Rolling.
- Go?
- Go.
We're on the road again.
Are you recording?
Do you want me to, now? Start?
Am I supposed to start now?
You said 30 seconds, I
didn't hear anything from then.
Okay.
I never did think about
where I was going, you know?
I can hardly remember
where I've been.
Shit, it's like...
Oh, it's like, too complicated,
you know?
I mean...
Don't you ever get the feeling
that everything was
just going by you,
like, whoosh!
Just going by,
it's all- all too fast.
Can't- can't see anything.
It's just...
going by you.
Oh, it's too complicated,
you know?
I guess...
I guess all you got to do is sort
through some of this shit, you know?
Just get some of this shit
out of my life, like...
Then- then I'll know
where I've been.
I don't know.
The deal is, I can't remember
anything from where I've been.
I mean, in the past,
I don't remember anything.
Couple of things, maybe.
Things that hurt, you know?
When I got hurt.
I remember being whipped
when I was a kid.
I remember that real good.
And I remember running away.
I remember running away.
All the time, I was
always running away.
Didn't matter where. I'd just
run away, all the time.
I've always been that way,
I guess. I...
It's like, too much.
Too much inside my head, you know?
Some of it, I just had to
get out, you know?
Just go off and drive, and...
Drink beers...
Get laid, you know?
At first, it upset Darlene.
That's my wife, Darlene.
She'd get all upset,
and cry and...
Oh, hell.
See, I never could explain to her
that it had nothing to do with her.
It...
Nothing to do really with
her at all.
It's just, I had to get away.
I had to get out, you know?
Oh, yeah, she...
Upset. Shit.
She threw things at me.
I mean, anything she
could get her hands on.
Knives, dishes...
She threw a pot of coffee
at me once, man.
Hurt my whole arm.
God that hurt.
It was full of hot coffee.
Upset, yeah.
She was pregnant, see,
with our first kid, Bobby.
I never wanted any kids. I never did.
I never wanted any kids.
And I got two of them.
Two. Two of them.
From not wanting any,
that's a whole lot.
One thing just leads to the other,
you know what I mean?
It does.
I wish it could work
that way with jobs.
See, I've been driving
all over this state
for two fucking months,
and I can find nothing.
Nothing.
There is no work, you know?
I mean, it's not like I don't
want a job, either.
I'd do anything.
I'd take a job.
Christ, I'm- shit, I...
I'm desperate.
I'm desperate.
That's not true,
that's not true.
I can hold out.
Of course, Darlene is on my back.
Fucking bitch.
"Why don't you
get a job, Tom?"
"Jobs don't fall
in your lap, Tom."
Goddamn woman. I love her,
and all that,
but Jesus Christ, she can put
shit in my face, you know?
It's not even like
she was starving, neither.
See, I put
money in the bank.
I put...
I put $2,000 in the bank.
She's got money.
Shit.
Well, it's gone, sure.
Well, hell.
I mean, you can't get ahead.
Small man can't get ahead.
I don't care what you do.
There's no way you are ever
going to get ahead, you know?
Well...
Shit.
What I'm going to do...
What I'm going to do is...
Get some of this shit
out of my life, you know?
Just get it out.
Just get it out of my life.
I'm going to
make things simple.
I'm going to make things
a hell of a lot more simple, see?
And then, I get to a place
where I can start over.
That's what I'm going to do.
I'm going to start over.
But you can't, man.
You can't do it.
They don't like it.
It don't work that way.
Oh, me. Oh, me.
I just received, sweetheart,
your yellow roses...
I wonder what
she's doing now.
Dar. Darlene.
It's 1, 1:15.
She's putting the kids to nap, see?
And she's watching TV.
Watching the television,
all the time.
You tell me that it means,
that we are through.
You tell me that...
Oh, God.
I knew this girl, once,
in Butte.
Oh, her name was Dee.
Prettiest girl.
Oh, my God.
Beautiful girl.
She had-
had red hair, and...
Goddamn. Trucks all over
this goddamn road.
Big motherfuckers. They think they
can do anything goddamn thing they want.
Harass the shit out of me.
Asshole.
She had red hair, see?
She had beautiful curl-
red hair and green eyes.
And her skin was real pale.
We were going to run away
together, both of us.
She and me, see?
And Darlene was pregnant
again, that's
my second kid.
Two, remember? Two.
Billy.
Oh, women.
Women, I will never
understand them. Will you?
It's a real problem.
Yeah, It's a problem.
Shit, I had a lot of them.
I should-
I mean, I still do.
I have a lot of women in my life.
All the time, any time I want.
Any time I want,
there are women.
Still, right now.
Yeah, pussy. I can-
I can smell it a mile away, see?
If I was blind, I could
smell it a mile away. I-
I could smell it, see?
You smell that?
There's some pussy out there.
Do you smell that? Huh?
Come here, pussy!
I'm fucking horny.
There's some pussy around here.
Hey...
Hey, you got pussy
waiting for you?
Huh?
At home?
- No pussy?
- Sure, I got a girl.
- You got a girl.
- I don't think of her like that.
What do you mean, like that?
Like what?
That's not what
I think of her.
What do you mean, pussy?
Hey...
Hey, sunshine.
All girls are pussy.
You got me?
Hey, you ain't one...
You aren't one of them
funnies, are you?
You one of them
goddamn funnies?
That's it. One of them-
what do you call 'ems.
Funnies.
I didn't say that.
Oh, I didn't say that.
Girls are girls, you know?
Yeah, they're also pussy.
They're also pussy, funny.
Or maybe you don't
know that yet, huh?
You wouldn't know that.
You're funny.
Yeah, I know that.
They tell me that
tonight, your heart is broken.
Funny.
But you should know
I was never untrue.
Sure is dry.
Everything's burnt up around here.
What?
I said everything's
burnt up around here.
So? Big deal.
A lot of people are going to be in bad shape,
you know, if we don't get some rain.
I suppose.
So what about it?
- Funny.
- So what about it?
Yeah, funny.
What about it?
I was just saying, a lot of people will be
in trouble if they don't get some rain.
Oh, big deal.
So what's that got to
do with me?
I don't see that shit.
I don't even look at that shit.
There's nothing there.
There is nothing out there.
You'd have to be blind
not to notice that.
Huh?
I said you'd have to be-
be blind not to notice that.
Well, maybe...
Maybe I was looking at something
else. You ever think of that?
I mean,
You ever give that a thought?
I might be looking at something else, okay?
Fucking funnies.
Hey, I didn't mean to
get you uptight.
All right, you didn't mean
to get me uptight.
Well, you did, see? You succeeded in
getting me uptight.
Are you happy now?
Hey, this is my truck,
you know?
I bought this. I paid for it.
And I don't need you.
- I said I was sorry.
- I don't need this shit from you.
Riding in my truck
that I paid for.
- I don't need that.
- Jesus fucking Christ.
Oh, Jesus Christ.
Yeah, Jesus Christ.
Do you what I think?
Do you what I think, funny?
I don't think you're only funny.
I think you're crazy, you know?
I think you are
fucking crazy.
That's what you are.
You're crazy.
Why don't you get
a fucking haircut, huh?
- Hey, crazy?
- Yeah.
- Asshole.
- You ought to take a look around.
Get out.
Get out of my fucking truck.
Get out.
Been on the road
for a long, long time
Honey, I'm glad
to see you
Talking to myself and can-
I'm out of lines
and I don't mind
saying I need you
World up there is
a crazy old place
L.A. to Boston
is a long, long space
Wheels turning,
memories are turning
God, it's nice
to see your face
South to Georgia,
north of Maine
Honey, I'm glad
to know you
Traveling's fun,
but it drives you insane
and it sure is nice
to hold you
World up there
could turn me insane,
break my soul,
it can be that bad
Coast is crazy,
the South is lazy
and seeing you
makes me glad
Don't know why
I done lost my way,
but I guess
it's just my hand
Don't make me rich,
don't make me stay
I'm glad you understand
World up there
is a-really strange
Deals on the side,
pocket change
The gas costs more,
but my foot's on the floor
and God, it's nice
to know your name
How long's it been?
Oh, tell me now
Honey, I'm glad
to feel you
Six weeks on the road,
don't ask me how
and it's good to be
with the real you
The world in your brain
is a crazy place
Memories that
you can't erase
Crazed Czars
and red-hot fires
and God, it's great
to see your face
There was a metal weight,
but it made it fly a little bit further.
Yeah, I just filter
the water on it.
It'll be ready in a
minute. It's instant.
Ran out of the old kind.
How much it cost now?
It's up to-
What is it up to now?
I don't know. It's been
so long since I've had a-
a cup of fresh brewed
coffee, I can't remember.
I don't know,
it's pretty expensive.
Can't really
afford it anymore.
Drinking, you know,
instant coffee now.
Yeah.
Dress new?
No.
No, it's- don't
you remember this dress?
It's an old dress.
I've just had it...
Re-did it a little bit.
Still sew a lot.
Well, yeah, I have to.
It's- it's not easy to...
Rumpled sheets
upon the bed
Sunlight dancing
on the floor
Your body moving
close to mine
I couldn't ask
for any more
And baby,
how I missed you
And baby,
let me kiss you
And honey, I won't
be here anymore
Children's voices
out the window
A dog slips in
the door
Supper's on the table
I couldn't ask
for anymore
Baby, how I missed you
Baby, let me kiss you
And honey, I won't
be here anymore
Hair's lighter.
It's the sun.
Yeah, it's pretty.
There's been
lots of sun, huh?
- Here.
- Some.
I guess you wouldn't know,
though, would you?
All this time,
not a word?
You know, if...
If you don't care
much about me,
you could at least
think of the kids.
I mean, what about
the kids, huh?
No money, no word.
What about clothes?
Food?
All that shit, huh?
Or just being here?
What about that, huh?
Hey, I just got back,
all right?
Hey, come on.
Like...
All right.
Okay, I know I acted
like a shit, all right? I...
Shit.
Well, I should have
got some money.
I- but...
You call splitting like
that "being a shit"?
You feel like it, so...
Whatever Tom wants,
Tom gets, huh?
I get stuck here.
How long this time?
Five weeks?
Six weeks.
And the time before?
And before that?
How many times, Tom?
I don't know.
You know, I wanted to
come back here because...
I wanted to
feel good, you know?
I don't want to feel bad
anymore, I want to feel good.
And this...
This stuff you're putting
on me, it's like...
It's like shit, you know?
It's like rubbing
shit in my face.
You like doing that?
Shit in your face?
Your fucking face?
When do I get to
see your face, huh?
You're out in that fucking
fantasy world of yours.
You come home all
lovey-dovey,
trying to honey me up
and get you a piece of ass.
I'm not dumb, Tom.
That's one thing I'm not.
I never said
you were dumb, Darlene.
- Oh, sure, you never said-
- I never said that.
You never said it,
but you sure act like it.
Just like I'm
some dumb broad
who's going to put up
with your bullshit forever.
You know, it's no picnic
raising two kids, Tom.
One, I don't like
standing in line at welfare.
I don't like
having people look at me funny
in the supermarket, just because...
because I'm using
food stamps.
You know,
you could get
your ass in gear.
You could help,
you son of a bitch.
Fuck.
You think this is
going to help, Darlene?
I mean, do you think this is
is going to make me want to stay here
and put up with all
your shit?
Huh?
I mean, what, this is
supposed to make me...
supposed to make
me want to get a job
and it's supposed to make me
want to get up in the morning and
make money and...
And what, drive that fucking truck
down in that fucking hole for Anaconda?
I mean, this shit?
This is what I'm
going to come home to?
You think I'm going
to want to do that?
Yeah, I know.
I know.
It's not pretty, is it?
All right, okay.
I'm sorry.
I'm sorry
and all that, all right?
But you know, it kind of
drives me up the wall
having to go
through all of this.
Six weeks is no
small time.
Six weeks?
No money, no word?
"Where's Daddy?"
And what the fuck do I know?
Nothing.
Split. Again.
You may have all the
reasons in the world, Tom.
I mean, I know...
I know driving trucks down in
that hole is no fun. I know that.
But that doesn't
give you the right
to just up and
take off and
leave me
holding the bag.
I've got to
live my life.
Yeah.
I guess we're...
Basically, we're...
Darlene.
Dar?
Yeah?
I didn't think
you were listening.
I'm listening.
I'm putting on my face,
but I'm listening.
Good.
So we're basically what?
Well, I was thinking
that we're...
I had this thought that...
We're all...
Well, we're just
fucked up, you know?
We're all of us
fucked up.
You and me
and Bobby and Billy.
We're fucked up, you know?
The whole fucking world
is fucked up.
I'm not fucked up, Tom.
You're the one
who is fucked up.
And I mean fucked up.
You are really fucked up.
Okay.
Okay, I'm fucked up.
I know that.
Hey, I admit that.
But you just have to say it again
and again and again, don't you?
"Tom fucked up.
Tom fucked up. Tom fucked up."
What do you want me
around here for, anyway?
Huh?
I'm some
piece of shit, you know?
Just dump shit on.
All the time.
What is the point?
You want to know
something, Tom?
Yeah, what?
I'm pregnant.
You're going to
have another kid.
Oh, shit.
Oh, shit.
You did it again,
didn't you?
I did it?
What do you mean,
I did it?
We did it.
You got that?
We did it.
We fucked,
we got pregnant.
So don't give me anymore
of that "You did it" shit.
Yeah, we fucked.
But it ain't my job to take those
fucking little pills, is it?
You know what?
You do that
shit on purpose.
You want to nail me
to the wall.
Poor little Tommy.
He just can't take it.
Well, what about me?
Huh?
You want them to
go and
stick a knife
up my gut.
I'll bet that's what
you want, isn't it?
That's what you want. Just go
right in and clean it up. It's simple.
Sure.
Only you never had anybody
cutting your gut before.
Oh, you would never let anybody
cut anything in your balls.
Oh, but they could just go
right in and cut up Darlene.
Doesn't- doesn't matter.
So...
What do you
want to do?
What should we do about it?
I mean are you
going to stay here?
You going to be around?
You going to do your job?
You going to be the old Tom,
the Tom that I know?
The one that runs away?
That just can't take it? That just...
Poof, you're gone.
Am I going to have to
D-I-V-O-R-C-E you?
Alimony, and all that shit?
Child support?
I'm tired, Tom.
And...
I may love you a whole lot, though
sometimes I really wonder why.
But...
I'm not going to
take anymore.
You got that?
I mean it.
I mean, if you pull
anymore of this shit,
I'm going to go
see a lawyer.
I am. I mean it.
I mean, that was it.
That was the last straw.
Berry, huh?
Strawberry?
Real funny, Tom.
Real funny.
God, can't you just be serious
for one minute? Just once?
Listen, I have got to know
what I am going to do.
And if you're not
going to be around here,
then I am going
to do something.
I've heard
promises like ashes
that crumble
to the touch
I've heard all
the loving lines
that you're using
like a crutch
Every word
and every look
all taken from
the same old book
And you know
Hank Williams
wrote it long ago
And though you know
it's old as love
you know it
stays so true
It's just a simple
fact of life
Cheating heart
will tell on you
Others, they
don't understand
or maybe
they don't try
It's just one word
that's out of place
It's something
called a lie
Though a word
is just a sound
that might not
seem a thing
Anyone that's
been in love
knows the blind
words can bring
Sorrows run
like rivers
tears can
fall like rain
Everything that
once was good
can wash away
in pain
All the love and kisses
and all the joy
you knew
like water
underneath a bridge
can slip away from you
I've heard promises
like ashes
that crumble
to the test
I've heard all
the loving lies
that's just useless
as the rest
Every word
and every look
taken from the
same old book
And you know
Hank Williams
wrote it long ago
And though you know
it's old as love
you know it
stays so true
It's just a simple
fact of life
Cheating heart
will tell on you
Though you know
it's old as love
You know it
stays so true
It's just a simple
fact of life
Cheating heart
will tell on you
You ever read this?
No.
Here, listen to this.
I just read
in a magazine
that one of the most unusual
letters you ever received
was from the woman who said
that, on her honeymoon,
her husband wanted her
to lie in a tub of cold water
for twenty minutes
and then come to bed
and pretend she was dead.
Boy, is he weird.
I would have been satisfied
if, on our honeymoon,
my wife had taken
a hot bath and come to bed
pretending she was alive.
You read that stuff?
Man, that's nothing
but garbage.
What do you mean,
garbage?
Don't you know, man?
This whole thing
from page to page
is all made up by some crazy
little quirk in the back room.
He ain't got nothing to do, man.
He just pounds crap out.
Tell me that ain't true.
- This is a letter.
- No.
It's all bullshit.
You know, these rags are
put out by the government
just to pacify people so they
forget about their real problems.
You know, man?
To what people?
The government, man.
They got everything.
Even how to eat, man. You eat
all their crap with all the junk in it, man.
And you're read-
oh, wow.
Who were the cowbells?
How in the hell
do I know, man?
This turkey in the back room,
you know? He knows.
Sitting there,
thinking back to his childhood.
Cowbells.
God.
I don't know, what?
Maybe some
lover of Swiss cows.
Do you live here?
No.
I just passing through.
Come on, who'd want
to live here?
I don't know, not me.
Man, you believe
that stuff, huh?
I don't know.
Some of it, yeah.
They got you too, huh?
That stuff ain't
important.
You know, animals.
They got their trip together.
You know,
they really do.
You take a dog, or a horse,
or a cow, or a pig or anything, man.
He knows
what's happening.
You don't find him
hanging out, reading no paper.
He just does
what comes natural.
You're about to do it.
You're going to eat.
You know?
You don't find me going to
no slaughterhouse either, do you?
Well, man, you know.
Hanging out might be
fun sometimes.
You ain't, huh?
I don't think so.
Hadn't planned on it.
That crap they're feeding
you, you know, man.
That's putting you
in the slaughterhouse.
Just so somebody can
make money off you.
Yeah, you're putting
me on, right?
No, man.
If you'd quit reading that stuff,
and just do like the animals do,
you'd be all right.
I mean, look.
Take a rabbit, you know?
Long, floppy ears. What's he
like to do, man? Most?
- Eat.
- No, he likes to hump, man.
Start thinking
about that, man.
I do, I do.
All right. Now you're
starting to get it, then.
Just don't think
about the papers.
Woman laying in bed,
cold like she's dead.
You don't believe that?
When was the last time you
ran into anybody like that?
Last night.
Wow.
You been keeping some
strange quarters, man.
Yeah, I guess.
Food's good, though.
- Is it good here?
- Yeah.
You eat here often?
No, but I
know it's good.
How about you?
I just got here.
On your way
through, then, huh?
I guess.
- Okay.
- Trying to find a job, you know?
Job, man. Everybody's
looking for a job.
Heard of any?
No.
- Ain't nothing.
- Nothing, huh?
Ain't nothing
I want to do.
You work?
No.
I live off the government.
Off the newspaper?
No, I'm in
another bureau.
How do you do that?
I just hang out
and go to school.
Let the government
pay for it.
Somebody else's taxes.
I'm tired of paying taxes.
Student, huh?
Well, occasionally.
Is that a good deal?
Yeah.
Better than the army.
I wouldn't know about that.
Pay me more now than they
did when I was in the army.
Is that right?
Just to go to school?
Hang out
and chase girls.
- Lot of girls?
- Oh, yeah.
Hey, hey.
Are they willing?
As willing as they can get.
How long have you
lived around here?
Oh, most of my life.
Most of your life, huh?
Look at that.
Well...
How old are you?
Twenty-two.
Really?
Twenty-two?
Just a kid.
Well, you know, it's all right.
I'm getting up there.
It's all downhill
from here.
Oh, no.
You said-
you said your name was what?
Mary.
I forget.
- You're- you're Tom?
- Tom.
Tom and Mary,
I like that.
Her face is like
an open book
May I have one?
It only takes you
one brief look
To read the meaning
in the lines
Though some
people need
a jacket blurb,
a famous man
asserting the words
There's nothing so
demanding in her sound
'Cause it's all as plain
as black on white
Just as clear
as day from night
The lady, she's
been wounded past repair
Sitting on a
barroom stool
talking to a
drunken fool
Writing all her lines
in pure despair
For every glass
of wine I drink
deeper down
inside I sink
changing all my pain
to be heard rhymed
I'm an artist
of the barroom style
hiding pain
behind my smile
working on my
masterpiece in time
And as the years
go drifting by
deep inside
you can hear me cry
and to read
the writings on the wall
Although drink can
cover up your pain
it's always just
a losing game
and there's nothing
so surprising
in my fall
'Cause it's all as plain
as black on white
Just as clear
as day from night
The lady, she's
been wounded past repair
Sitting on her
barroom stool
she's acting
like a drunken fool
mumbling the words
of all her last affairs
- This great bar you've been raised in...
- No, no, mister. My parents...
Begging for some
blood red wine
And I laugh and say
I'm feeling fine
I'm living out my poem
in barroom style
But the makeup can't
conceal the years
In fact, it's running
from the tears
It seems my masterpiece
must wait awhile
Before you even knew it.
They do. They do.
I don't know. I don't know
what to think sometimes.
So...
I- when it happens,
Go for it.
what I have to do is go
away. I just go away.
And...
People begin to think...
What do you
mean by that?
What?
I was just- well, I guess
I'm trying to say that...
I- I think
you're real pretty.
Well, thanks.
I never receive a compliment.
Would you refuse
another drink?
This ain't no
Sunday School class.
Well, you should know.
- Right.
- Right.
Hey, Jim.
She's an artist
of the barroom
- What are you drinking?
- Bourbon and water.
Bourbon and water,
and another double.
And some Coca-Cola, please.
You've really been putting
it down, haven't you?
Shit.
Shit.
Did I say
something wrong?
Maybe I don't like women
telling me how to drink.
Huh? Okay?
I didn't mean anything by it.
I was just being playful.
Oh, you're sick too.
Thank you.
Playful, huh?
Hey, Tom.
Hey.
Make you feel better?
I guess that means yes.
Hold off until
we finish our drinks.
Okay.
Can we play
the jukebox now?
Thank you.
Oh, come on.
Get some wheels.
- Oh, God.
- Are we those ones?
This is the smallest
table I ever...
So, where were we?
I was kissing you.
Remember?
No, before that.
What were we talking about?
I remember. You were
saying how pretty I was.
Shit.
- What's so funny?
- Oh, nothing.
Nothing.
You always- you always
laugh at nothing.
You're real strange, Tom.
No.
No, I'm not strange.
See, I was...
I was thinking it was...
It was kind of funny,
thinking how you
worked it around
for me to say that
you were real pretty, see?
Well, that's what we were
talking about. It's true.
Right.
True. It is true.
Good one, Bill.
True.
Shitty.
You're setting
it up for me.
Patty.
My turn to shoot?
Hey.
I'm sorry, I- I didn't
mean to laugh at you.
- Okay?
- You don't have to say you're sorry.
You make me feel
like a real lady.
Well, that's because
you are one.
You're real gentle, Tom.
You make me feel
that way, Sarah.
Mary.
Mary. Mary.
Forgive me?
I forgive you, George.
I- I like you.
I like you.
Let's go to your place.
Right now?
Oh, I don't know.
Why not?
Well, first of all, I have
to finish my drinks.
Well, bring them with you.
They'll take them out.
I think I like
sitting here with you.
Get the hell out.
Babe, we can sit
at your place, you know?
Well...
I think I need
a cigarette.
Maybe.
God, where is this place?
Oh, it's just up
these stairs.
So, this has
a lot of stairs.
No, it's just up
these right here.
Okay.
You sure?
Yeah, I'm sure.
I know where I live.
Miles, up here.
Out in the hallway.
Oh, we're here.
So, did you
go out with Tony Quinn?
Yes, so I did, as a matter
of fact. And I was called in
by Mr. DeMille, who said
"Don't go out with
that half breed."
Thought that was
bad press, huh?
That's interesting. They really
called him half breed like that?
Half breed. I thought that
was nice, to be married...
Make little
quarter babies.
Yeah.
You- you talk about your-
your romances, with
various gentlemen
in here. And...
Johnny, how do we begin,
after that conversation
with Ms. Universe
about premarital...
Oh, no, but times have
changed. I'll give you- you talk...
We're still talking
about that here.
You almost, did you not,
in your book, marry Mike Todd?
I- I started...
I lived with him
for four years and...
I really- we didn't do the piece
of paper, but it was certainly the same...
Yeah.
...attempt at a
relationship.
Right.
I don't- I don't...
He's a very- very
strong personality.
Oh, yes.
- All of my men...
- All of your people...
Now, I know Artie-
Right? Artie Shaw.
And Artie was a strong- very
strong, opinionated personality.
Leader of the band.
That's right.
You know,
those were directed.
Listen, my father
died...
My father died
when I was two.
And I used to-
honestly, apple of his eye.
I have older brothers and
sisters. They're like grown-ups.
You know, they're all
grown-ups except me.
So I was like an only child.
The apple in his eye.
He was in his forties.
I used to wait
on the porch for him.
And then he died.
Now, what do you tell a
little two year old person?
What do you explain?
He just disappeared.
And I used to sit on
the porch, still,
and every time a man
came in sight,
I would run down the
street saying, "Daddy."
So, you- your dad- you ident-
the fantasy father figure.
Anybody...
You still looking
for that father figure?
- Is that so?
- I don't know.
You chose basically the
same kind of personality.
- Anybody?
- Anybody who...
You can do Vegas.
Evelyn and the four dads.
Sounds like a bang.
So that didn't work out-
you never got- with Mike Todd...
You never got- you got
close to marriage, but then...
Well, he jilted me
with Elizabeth Taylor.
Were you hurt
when that happened?
You bet.
Yeah.
I mean, I write about it
kind of funny. It is, now.
But sure.
Was this like going through-
I've always thought that writing...
I almost set it up,
you understand.
- Yeah.
- I mean...
If Daddy-
Daddy's going to leave me.
And if he didn't leave me,
I'd see to it and tell you that.
I started- the pattern
started at two.
And I will- I will-
I will create
the reasons for them to leave,
if he doesn't do it himself.
Writing this- I've often thought
that writing your autobiography
has got to be like going through
therapy, because you have to
go back and dig in a
little bit and relive
the very unhappy times.
Because there's always unhappy
times. And does it give you the...
the perspective on yourself when you-
did you find out things about yourself?
You know, to say, "Hey, I didn't
realize that I am this kind of person."
Well, I had
been to therapy.
East Coast, West Coast.
Do you know the joke?
You know, if they do it
on the West Coast...
And you come East,
the- the problems change.
Yes, I know,
I've done all those.
The interesting part
that I did find out
...writing this book,
because I had to...
I had to see it in the whole,
rather than talk it, in sections.
An hour here,
an hour there.
I spent two and a half
years sorting out my life.
And I recommend it
for everybody.
Hello?
Did I wake you up?
Huh?
That's the basis for
a marriage, right there.
I just called
to see how you were.
We'll be right back.
Stay with us.
What?
Come on, don't start,
Dar, huh?
Set sail for Sinbad...
Oh, come on.
...the visual sorcery
of Dynarama, worlds...
What do you mean,
two weeks?
...the sword-wielding
ghouls...
Two...
The gargantuan Troglodyte...
Shit.
Hey, that's impossible.
You know that.
...the most spectacular
Sinbad adventure of them all.
Hey, look. Could you
stop all this shit?
Sinbad and the
Eye of the Tiger. Rated G.
Now showing at the
Fox Theatre in Butte...
Listen...
...in Missoula. The
Gateway in Gallatin...
Dar...
Cinema One
in Bozeman and...
Hey, I love you.
Can you understand that?
Huh?
Can you?
What do you mean,
my tricks?
What about all the shit you dump
on me? Did you ever think of that?
Yeah.
Yeah, that's right.
Did you ever think of that?
Hey, I don't know.
Just back off, huh?
Shit.
Would you cut it, Dar?
I said cut it.
Oh, go ahead and yell all you want.
What the fuck do I care?
Just look at these saws.
Hey.
Hey, look.
I do care. I do.
Do you want some coffee?
Yeah.
that I won't
forget you
I do, I miss...
I'm going to
change it
Things are going to be
all right. I promise.
It's going to get better.
I promise.
What?
You called
There's nobody here.
me a cheater
There isn't anybody here.
Call now, toll-free. 1-800...
Hey, look. It's a payphone.
It's a public telephone.
Somebody wanted
to use it. To see how
long I was going to be.
1-800-228...
Well, I guess you're just going
to have to believe that, huh?
Shit.
Oh, yeah.
Yeah, I'll get
hold of myself.
Yeah, I'll get a
hold of myself.
It's so
goddamn shitty.
There's a lot of people
in here I'd like to have known.
I don't give a shit if you
believe it or not.
I would have loved to have
known Bogart, and people like that.
It's fascinating.
Look, goddamn it.
Scarlett O'Hara's
Younger Sister.
Look, all I'm asking
for is a little support.
Is that too goddamn
much to ask for?
Never. Oh, my God.
I couldn't do that.
You're my wife,
goddamn it.
Oh, well, you can't keep
doing the same thing.
Oh, yeah.
Yeah, I see.
Yeah. Yeah,
it's all very clear.
I hope the book's
a big success.
Yeah.
You're wife enough to
nag and bitch and...
and put shit in my face
all the time,
but you're not wife enough to support me.
That's it. That's very clear to me.
Thank you, good night.
Is that too much to ask?
That you give me a little support?
Is it?
I said, is it?
No, I won't leave
you alone, bitch.
Oh, go ahead.
What do I care?
See anybody you want.
See six fucking lawyers.
What difference does it make?
It's the Royals versus the White Sox
and the Twins versus the Indians.
What?
I don't know.
I don't know, some place in
Montana. They all look the same.
Missoula, Butte, Kalispell.
I don't know.
...television, Butte,
Montana, Channel 6.
Yeah.
...located at 340 West...
Yeah, it is kind of
funny, isn't it?
KVGO TV transmitter
site is located...
Well, the same to you.
Northwest of Missoula,
in TV Mountain...
Dar, don't-
Darlene, don't...
Three miles east of Butte
on the Continental Divide.
Bitch.
We wish you a very
pleasant good night.
I brought you in
some coffee.
Who the hell
was on the phone?
Oh, it's somebody
about a job.
- Somebody about a job?
- Yeah.
Do you always yell at the people
who are about to employ you?
Yeah.
- Yeah.
- Yeah.
It's my boss.
Darlene, huh?
Yeah.
That's my boss.
Jesus Christ, it's cold.
That was the boss.
Very unhappy with me.
Why would that be?
I've been gone,
you know? Just gone.
Thought you said
you were out of work.
I'm out of work,
but that's my boss.
Your boss, huh?
Yeah, it's my wife,
all right?
You didn't mention anything
about a wife last night.
I don't remember
being asked
about a wife,
last night.
Well, I don't think it's
my place to ask about it.
I don't suppose.
Are you going to get
all upset now?
Because I'm married.
Huh?
Hey, it doesn't matter to me.
Makes no difference to me.
Maybe it matters
to me, all right?
Well, it didn't matter a whole
hell of a lot last night.
Well, last night I didn't know
you were married.
Last night, you would have taken
on the whole goddamn bar.
Get fucked, would you?
Working on it.
I try. I do my best.
Yeah, yeah.
It seems like it.
Hey, don't pull
this shit, huh?
What do you mean,
"don't pull this shit"?
All this high and mighty bullshit.
Just don't pull that bullshit, huh?
Okay. Well, I...
Fucking shit.
Wherever you go.
Listen, I- I don't have to
listen to this bullshit, you know?
I don't- I don't
have to take this shit.
Okay, so don't take it.
I'm not going to.
Yeah.
Shit.
Hey, thanks.
Oh, yeah, sure.
Any time.
Well, I'll- I'll
see you, huh?
Yeah.
Hey, no hard feelings,
okay?
Oh, no, no.
Yeah.
- Be careful.
- Yeah.
Hope you find a job.
So do I.
So do I.
Yes, I'm one more
dame in a long, long line
One more face you'll
forget in time
Yes, I'm one more
love that blossoms
in the sun
Yes, I'm one more night
with a bright, bright smile
Twinkling on,
I'll shine for awhile
One more rose whose
bloom has just begun
Yes, I'm all the trouble
of love and hate
flashing spark
of random fate
I never knew you,
I'll probably lose you
Honey, I love you,
tonight
Yes, I'm one more chance
in an old, old game.
One more fling,
in fright or shame
One more seed that's
blown upon the wind
Yes, I'm one more move
in love's crazy dance
One more roll
of a lifetime chance
One more lesson
that'll tell us
where we've been
Yes, we've all the risk
of a one-night stand
Just a hint of a
well-played hand
You never knew me
You'll probably screw me
But honey,
I love you, tonight.
Yes, we've all the risk
of a one-night stand
With just a hint of a
well-played hand
You never knew me
But you sure
did woo me
Honey, I love you,
tonight
Roosevelt Green.
Age 21.
Born February, 1956.
Minter, Alabama.
Not supported by
birth records.
Scars and marks.
Left earlobe pierced.
Scar on left index finger.
Green has been convicted of
assault with intent to rob.
An escapee from custody,
being sought in connection
with a series of
convenience store armed
robberies in which
one of the victims
was abducted,
raped and shot to death
with a high-powered rifle.
He should be considered
armed and dangerous.
Check in postage
swindling scheme.
Nothing.
Gordon Daniel Wingard.
Occupations: bus boy,
carnival worker,
cook, cowboy,
mechanic, nurse,
plumber, stuntman,
TV cable service repairman.
Huh.
Scars and marks.
Little finger,
right hand, deformed.
Tattoos: heart, rose and
dagger, right forearm.
"GORDIE" and cross,
upper left arm.
Believed to be in the company
of Gayle Marie Oliver,
Negro female.
Oliver's apprehension is being
sought by the FBI.
Wingard has been convicted of breaking
and entering and attempted murder.
Being sought as a
prison escapee,
also wanted with associate,
Gayle Marie Oliver,
for the shooting murder of a
female prison physician.
Should be considered
armed and dangerous.
Robert Ralph Moret.
Aggravated assault,
robbery and murder.
Huh.
Scars on forehead, left wrist,
right bicep. Mole on the back.
Armed and dangerous
and an escape risk.
Morris Lynn Johnson.
Scars and marks.
Rope burns on all fingers.
Scar, lower left back.
Bullet hole scar, center of back
and left side of chest.
Small girl sitting and "JILL"
on right shoulder.
Small girl sitting and "GAIL"
on left shoulder.
Woman in champagne glass
in the middle of chest,
cross on left forearm,
rose on left- he was busy.
Howdy.
Hey.
You got trouble?
Yeah.
Damn- you know anything
about foreign cars?
Yeah, a little.
- What is that?
- Volvo.
Swedish.
Yeah, I just got
the damn thing.
I know one thing.
You need
a new taillight.
Yeah, well...
Knocked it down
a little bit.
There's a few
things wrong with it.
I'll tell you what's
mainly wrong with it.
I think you need
a new paint job, too.
Yeah, I'll tell you what I need
right now. Probably need a
whole damn new
fuel pump, is what I think.
- Either that or...
- What makes you think that?
Well, I was coming
along here and I...
Thing just started chugging,
you know, and then...
Damn thing just
conked right out.
It was chugging,
not missing?
Right, right.
Yeah, I checked all the plugs,
anyway. The plugs are all right.
They got one of these little fuel filters
on 'em? Those gas filters on 'em?
Oh, I don't know anything about these
damn things. I just got it for my old lady.
I drove over here from
Butte, to pick her up.
- Butte?
- Yeah.
- You from Butte?
- Yeah.
- You from Butte?
- Yeah.
- What's your name?
- Fred.
- Fred.
- Fred Wilson.
Fred Wilson.
I'm Tom.
- Tom?
- Tom Bates. Bates.
Jesus Christ, I think
I've seen you around there.
Don't you work over there
at the- the mine?
That's right, I used to.
Shoot, I thought I seen you
somewhere around there.
Wilson?
Yeah, I got a little
station down there.
Oh, I'll bet.
I think my...
I think my wife, she buys
gas there, or used to.
Yeah. Christ, you'd think I'd
have some damn tools, but...
I don't know anything about
these damn things, I'll tell you.
It is a mystery to me.
Well, let's see.
Let me see.
I don't know.
You checked the- you
checked the distributor, huh?
- Yeah.
- That looks good. Looks new.
Yeah.
Does it need
a tune-up?
The thing seemed- it seemed
to be running all right there, but...
- Fuel cup...
- Yeah.
Yeah.
Pretty hard for me to tell. Trouble is,
I don't have any damn metric tools.
I had to take that damn
thing off myself, but...
I think I might have
some in- in...
In my truck there.
- You do?
- She had the Volkswagen.
Remember she had
that little Volkswagen?
- Oh, yeah.
- Little toolkit with them...
They've got those funny
wrenches in them, don't they?
Well that'd sure
be helpful.
You have family and
everything, don't you?
Oh, yeah, sure. I got
a couple of boys over there.
Yeah, me too.
Two boys.
- You do?
- Yeah.
We're going
to have another.
Good God.
- That's what I thought.
- Starting to have family, huh?
- Yeah.
- I'd like to be getting back to them.
I was going to
take them fishing.
Good weather for it.
Let me see.
I'll see what I got back there.
I'll take a look,
Fred, because I...
I think I may have something.
I'd sure appreciate it.
Okay.
- I'll do that.
- Okay.
Because I- I don't know what
the hell I'm going to do, otherwise.
Get you to push me,
or something.
I just received,
sweetheart,
your yellow roses.
You tell me that
they need...
We're all through...
You tell me that,
tonight,
your heart is broken.
But you should know,
I was never untrue.
I'll place them near...
Goddamn dusty,
isn't it?
Yeah, hot and dry.
Why the hell didn't
she slow down?
Your photograph...
Was that a she or a he?
- Can't hardly tell them apart.
- I can't tell anymore.
Darn it,
it ain't in there.
Oh, geez,
that's too bad.
No, I have no tools.
Well, you know,
I don't know.
We could...
We could push it, or...
Or tow it again, back into
town, I guess, huh?
Well, I guess it's time.
It's time.
It's as good a time as any, Fred.
I got something to tell you.
Oh, oh. Oh, hey.
Wait a minute,
now, buddy.
I have to have
your money.
Oh, Jesus. I ain't-
I ain't got much money.
Stand still, now, Fred.
Just reach real slow...
- I'm still...
- Quickly.
All right.
- Careful, now.
- I'll tell you, I just...
I bought this car, and
that's all I got left.
I'll tell you why
I have to have this.
See, I haven't got a goddamn job
or a goddamn thing, Fred.
Now, you- you just
bought this car?
And you got a
goddamn gas station?
See this? This is it.
This is all I got left.
And I ain't
never going home.
So it don't
much matter to me.
- Well, you got the money.
- Yeah.
- I think...
- Take the money.
I got it. I'm going to
take that money.
I'm going to
take you for a walk.
- All right? Come on.
- Now, wait a minute.
We're going to go right down here.
Come on, come on. Move.
I'm going to tie you up
to one of these trees.
See, I got some rope,
here, from the car.
Easy. Not too fast.
All right.
Slow down, goddamn it.
I'm- I'm going slow.
All right.
Now, I'm just going to tie
you up here, Fred, all right?
Then I'm going
to drive away.
Okay.
Ain't nothing
going to happen.
Fine.
Okay?
Put your hands down,
would you please?
Right over...
Okay?
Kneel down.
- What do you want me to kneel for?
- Just kneel down.
Put your hands up.
Grab hold of that tree.
- All right.
- You got it?
Hang on.
I just received,
sweetheart,
your yellow roses.
You tell me that...
I'll see them sitting
on the lawn
A candle
lights each face
They're singing all
their favorite songs
as the seasons
start to rain
And oh, the
leaves are falling
White storm birds
cross the sky
On the wall,
a rose is rotting
They're all fixing
his big scene to die
They cleared away
the creeping weeds,
made pathways
in the grass
Have built their homes
to fill their needs,
thinking their dreams
would land
And oh, the years
are passing
White storm birds
cross the sky
On the wall,
a rose is rotting
They're all fixing
his big scene to die
I'll see them laugh
away the time
Young men
and women all
Just singing and
drinking all their wine
as the summer
turns to fall
And oh, the
leaves are falling
White storm birds
cross the sky
On the wall,
a rose is rotting
They're all fixing
his big scene to die
But after they've sung
all their songs,
their lives won't
be the same
Just carpets and chairs
upon the lawn
as the wind
turns into rain
And oh, the
leaves are falling
White storm birds
cross the sky
On the wall,
a rose is rotting
They're all fixing
his big scene to die
And oh, the years
are passing
White storm birds
cross the sky
On the wall,
a rose is rotting
They're all fixing
his big scene to die
Take whatever.
Rolling.
- Go?
- Go.
We're on the road again.
Are you recording?
Do you want me to, now? Start?
Am I supposed to start now?
You said 30 seconds, I
didn't hear anything from then.
Okay.
I never did think about
where I was going, you know?
I can hardly remember
where I've been.
Shit, it's like...
Oh, it's like, too complicated,
you know?
I mean...
Don't you ever get the feeling
that everything was
just going by you,
like, whoosh!
Just going by,
it's all- all too fast.
Can't- can't see anything.
It's just...
going by you.
Oh, it's too complicated,
you know?
I guess...
I guess all you got to do is sort
through some of this shit, you know?
Just get some of this shit
out of my life, like...
Then- then I'll know
where I've been.
I don't know.
The deal is, I can't remember
anything from where I've been.
I mean, in the past,
I don't remember anything.
Couple of things, maybe.
Things that hurt, you know?
When I got hurt.
I remember being whipped
when I was a kid.
I remember that real good.
And I remember running away.
I remember running away.
All the time, I was
always running away.
Didn't matter where. I'd just
run away, all the time.
I've always been that way,
I guess. I...
It's like, too much.
Too much inside my head, you know?
Some of it, I just had to
get out, you know?
Just go off and drive, and...
Drink beers...
Get laid, you know?
At first, it upset Darlene.
That's my wife, Darlene.
She'd get all upset,
and cry and...
Oh, hell.
See, I never could explain to her
that it had nothing to do with her.
It...
Nothing to do really with
her at all.
It's just, I had to get away.
I had to get out, you know?
Oh, yeah, she...
Upset. Shit.
She threw things at me.
I mean, anything she
could get her hands on.
Knives, dishes...
She threw a pot of coffee
at me once, man.
Hurt my whole arm.
God that hurt.
It was full of hot coffee.
Upset, yeah.
She was pregnant, see,
with our first kid, Bobby.
I never wanted any kids. I never did.
I never wanted any kids.
And I got two of them.
Two. Two of them.
From not wanting any,
that's a whole lot.
One thing just leads to the other,
you know what I mean?
It does.
I wish it could work
that way with jobs.
See, I've been driving
all over this state
for two fucking months,
and I can find nothing.
Nothing.
There is no work, you know?
I mean, it's not like I don't
want a job, either.
I'd do anything.
I'd take a job.
Christ, I'm- shit, I...
I'm desperate.
I'm desperate.
That's not true,
that's not true.
I can hold out.
Of course, Darlene is on my back.
Fucking bitch.
"Why don't you
get a job, Tom?"
"Jobs don't fall
in your lap, Tom."
Goddamn woman. I love her,
and all that,
but Jesus Christ, she can put
shit in my face, you know?
It's not even like
she was starving, neither.
See, I put
money in the bank.
I put...
I put $2,000 in the bank.
She's got money.
Shit.
Well, it's gone, sure.
Well, hell.
I mean, you can't get ahead.
Small man can't get ahead.
I don't care what you do.
There's no way you are ever
going to get ahead, you know?
Well...
Shit.
What I'm going to do...
What I'm going to do is...
Get some of this shit
out of my life, you know?
Just get it out.
Just get it out of my life.
I'm going to
make things simple.
I'm going to make things
a hell of a lot more simple, see?
And then, I get to a place
where I can start over.
That's what I'm going to do.
I'm going to start over.
But you can't, man.
You can't do it.
They don't like it.
It don't work that way.
Oh, me. Oh, me.
I just received, sweetheart,
your yellow roses...
I wonder what
she's doing now.
Dar. Darlene.
It's 1, 1:15.
She's putting the kids to nap, see?
And she's watching TV.
Watching the television,
all the time.
You tell me that it means,
that we are through.
You tell me that...
Oh, God.
I knew this girl, once,
in Butte.
Oh, her name was Dee.
Prettiest girl.
Oh, my God.
Beautiful girl.
She had-
had red hair, and...
Goddamn. Trucks all over
this goddamn road.
Big motherfuckers. They think they
can do anything goddamn thing they want.
Harass the shit out of me.
Asshole.
She had red hair, see?
She had beautiful curl-
red hair and green eyes.
And her skin was real pale.
We were going to run away
together, both of us.
She and me, see?
And Darlene was pregnant
again, that's
my second kid.
Two, remember? Two.
Billy.
Oh, women.
Women, I will never
understand them. Will you?
It's a real problem.
Yeah, It's a problem.
Shit, I had a lot of them.
I should-
I mean, I still do.
I have a lot of women in my life.
All the time, any time I want.
Any time I want,
there are women.
Still, right now.
Yeah, pussy. I can-
I can smell it a mile away, see?
If I was blind, I could
smell it a mile away. I-
I could smell it, see?
You smell that?
There's some pussy out there.
Do you smell that? Huh?
Come here, pussy!
I'm fucking horny.
There's some pussy around here.
Hey...
Hey, you got pussy
waiting for you?
Huh?
At home?
- No pussy?
- Sure, I got a girl.
- You got a girl.
- I don't think of her like that.
What do you mean, like that?
Like what?
That's not what
I think of her.
What do you mean, pussy?
Hey...
Hey, sunshine.
All girls are pussy.
You got me?
Hey, you ain't one...
You aren't one of them
funnies, are you?
You one of them
goddamn funnies?
That's it. One of them-
what do you call 'ems.
Funnies.
I didn't say that.
Oh, I didn't say that.
Girls are girls, you know?
Yeah, they're also pussy.
They're also pussy, funny.
Or maybe you don't
know that yet, huh?
You wouldn't know that.
You're funny.
Yeah, I know that.
They tell me that
tonight, your heart is broken.
Funny.
But you should know
I was never untrue.
Sure is dry.
Everything's burnt up around here.
What?
I said everything's
burnt up around here.
So? Big deal.
A lot of people are going to be in bad shape,
you know, if we don't get some rain.
I suppose.
So what about it?
- Funny.
- So what about it?
Yeah, funny.
What about it?
I was just saying, a lot of people will be
in trouble if they don't get some rain.
Oh, big deal.
So what's that got to
do with me?
I don't see that shit.
I don't even look at that shit.
There's nothing there.
There is nothing out there.
You'd have to be blind
not to notice that.
Huh?
I said you'd have to be-
be blind not to notice that.
Well, maybe...
Maybe I was looking at something
else. You ever think of that?
I mean,
You ever give that a thought?
I might be looking at something else, okay?
Fucking funnies.
Hey, I didn't mean to
get you uptight.
All right, you didn't mean
to get me uptight.
Well, you did, see? You succeeded in
getting me uptight.
Are you happy now?
Hey, this is my truck,
you know?
I bought this. I paid for it.
And I don't need you.
- I said I was sorry.
- I don't need this shit from you.
Riding in my truck
that I paid for.
- I don't need that.
- Jesus fucking Christ.
Oh, Jesus Christ.
Yeah, Jesus Christ.
Do you what I think?
Do you what I think, funny?
I don't think you're only funny.
I think you're crazy, you know?
I think you are
fucking crazy.
That's what you are.
You're crazy.
Why don't you get
a fucking haircut, huh?
- Hey, crazy?
- Yeah.
- Asshole.
- You ought to take a look around.
Get out.
Get out of my fucking truck.
Get out.
Been on the road
for a long, long time
Honey, I'm glad
to see you
Talking to myself and can-
I'm out of lines
and I don't mind
saying I need you
World up there is
a crazy old place
L.A. to Boston
is a long, long space
Wheels turning,
memories are turning
God, it's nice
to see your face
South to Georgia,
north of Maine
Honey, I'm glad
to know you
Traveling's fun,
but it drives you insane
and it sure is nice
to hold you
World up there
could turn me insane,
break my soul,
it can be that bad
Coast is crazy,
the South is lazy
and seeing you
makes me glad
Don't know why
I done lost my way,
but I guess
it's just my hand
Don't make me rich,
don't make me stay
I'm glad you understand
World up there
is a-really strange
Deals on the side,
pocket change
The gas costs more,
but my foot's on the floor
and God, it's nice
to know your name
How long's it been?
Oh, tell me now
Honey, I'm glad
to feel you
Six weeks on the road,
don't ask me how
and it's good to be
with the real you
The world in your brain
is a crazy place
Memories that
you can't erase
Crazed Czars
and red-hot fires
and God, it's great
to see your face
There was a metal weight,
but it made it fly a little bit further.
Yeah, I just filter
the water on it.
It'll be ready in a
minute. It's instant.
Ran out of the old kind.
How much it cost now?
It's up to-
What is it up to now?
I don't know. It's been
so long since I've had a-
a cup of fresh brewed
coffee, I can't remember.
I don't know,
it's pretty expensive.
Can't really
afford it anymore.
Drinking, you know,
instant coffee now.
Yeah.
Dress new?
No.
No, it's- don't
you remember this dress?
It's an old dress.
I've just had it...
Re-did it a little bit.
Still sew a lot.
Well, yeah, I have to.
It's- it's not easy to...
Rumpled sheets
upon the bed
Sunlight dancing
on the floor
Your body moving
close to mine
I couldn't ask
for any more
And baby,
how I missed you
And baby,
let me kiss you
And honey, I won't
be here anymore
Children's voices
out the window
A dog slips in
the door
Supper's on the table
I couldn't ask
for anymore
Baby, how I missed you
Baby, let me kiss you
And honey, I won't
be here anymore
Hair's lighter.
It's the sun.
Yeah, it's pretty.
There's been
lots of sun, huh?
- Here.
- Some.
I guess you wouldn't know,
though, would you?
All this time,
not a word?
You know, if...
If you don't care
much about me,
you could at least
think of the kids.
I mean, what about
the kids, huh?
No money, no word.
What about clothes?
Food?
All that shit, huh?
Or just being here?
What about that, huh?
Hey, I just got back,
all right?
Hey, come on.
Like...
All right.
Okay, I know I acted
like a shit, all right? I...
Shit.
Well, I should have
got some money.
I- but...
You call splitting like
that "being a shit"?
You feel like it, so...
Whatever Tom wants,
Tom gets, huh?
I get stuck here.
How long this time?
Five weeks?
Six weeks.
And the time before?
And before that?
How many times, Tom?
I don't know.
You know, I wanted to
come back here because...
I wanted to
feel good, you know?
I don't want to feel bad
anymore, I want to feel good.
And this...
This stuff you're putting
on me, it's like...
It's like shit, you know?
It's like rubbing
shit in my face.
You like doing that?
Shit in your face?
Your fucking face?
When do I get to
see your face, huh?
You're out in that fucking
fantasy world of yours.
You come home all
lovey-dovey,
trying to honey me up
and get you a piece of ass.
I'm not dumb, Tom.
That's one thing I'm not.
I never said
you were dumb, Darlene.
- Oh, sure, you never said-
- I never said that.
You never said it,
but you sure act like it.
Just like I'm
some dumb broad
who's going to put up
with your bullshit forever.
You know, it's no picnic
raising two kids, Tom.
One, I don't like
standing in line at welfare.
I don't like
having people look at me funny
in the supermarket, just because...
because I'm using
food stamps.
You know,
you could get
your ass in gear.
You could help,
you son of a bitch.
Fuck.
You think this is
going to help, Darlene?
I mean, do you think this is
is going to make me want to stay here
and put up with all
your shit?
Huh?
I mean, what, this is
supposed to make me...
supposed to make
me want to get a job
and it's supposed to make me
want to get up in the morning and
make money and...
And what, drive that fucking truck
down in that fucking hole for Anaconda?
I mean, this shit?
This is what I'm
going to come home to?
You think I'm going
to want to do that?
Yeah, I know.
I know.
It's not pretty, is it?
All right, okay.
I'm sorry.
I'm sorry
and all that, all right?
But you know, it kind of
drives me up the wall
having to go
through all of this.
Six weeks is no
small time.
Six weeks?
No money, no word?
"Where's Daddy?"
And what the fuck do I know?
Nothing.
Split. Again.
You may have all the
reasons in the world, Tom.
I mean, I know...
I know driving trucks down in
that hole is no fun. I know that.
But that doesn't
give you the right
to just up and
take off and
leave me
holding the bag.
I've got to
live my life.
Yeah.
I guess we're...
Basically, we're...
Darlene.
Dar?
Yeah?
I didn't think
you were listening.
I'm listening.
I'm putting on my face,
but I'm listening.
Good.
So we're basically what?
Well, I was thinking
that we're...
I had this thought that...
We're all...
Well, we're just
fucked up, you know?
We're all of us
fucked up.
You and me
and Bobby and Billy.
We're fucked up, you know?
The whole fucking world
is fucked up.
I'm not fucked up, Tom.
You're the one
who is fucked up.
And I mean fucked up.
You are really fucked up.
Okay.
Okay, I'm fucked up.
I know that.
Hey, I admit that.
But you just have to say it again
and again and again, don't you?
"Tom fucked up.
Tom fucked up. Tom fucked up."
What do you want me
around here for, anyway?
Huh?
I'm some
piece of shit, you know?
Just dump shit on.
All the time.
What is the point?
You want to know
something, Tom?
Yeah, what?
I'm pregnant.
You're going to
have another kid.
Oh, shit.
Oh, shit.
You did it again,
didn't you?
I did it?
What do you mean,
I did it?
We did it.
You got that?
We did it.
We fucked,
we got pregnant.
So don't give me anymore
of that "You did it" shit.
Yeah, we fucked.
But it ain't my job to take those
fucking little pills, is it?
You know what?
You do that
shit on purpose.
You want to nail me
to the wall.
Poor little Tommy.
He just can't take it.
Well, what about me?
Huh?
You want them to
go and
stick a knife
up my gut.
I'll bet that's what
you want, isn't it?
That's what you want. Just go
right in and clean it up. It's simple.
Sure.
Only you never had anybody
cutting your gut before.
Oh, you would never let anybody
cut anything in your balls.
Oh, but they could just go
right in and cut up Darlene.
Doesn't- doesn't matter.
So...
What do you
want to do?
What should we do about it?
I mean are you
going to stay here?
You going to be around?
You going to do your job?
You going to be the old Tom,
the Tom that I know?
The one that runs away?
That just can't take it? That just...
Poof, you're gone.
Am I going to have to
D-I-V-O-R-C-E you?
Alimony, and all that shit?
Child support?
I'm tired, Tom.
And...
I may love you a whole lot, though
sometimes I really wonder why.
But...
I'm not going to
take anymore.
You got that?
I mean it.
I mean, if you pull
anymore of this shit,
I'm going to go
see a lawyer.
I am. I mean it.
I mean, that was it.
That was the last straw.
Berry, huh?
Strawberry?
Real funny, Tom.
Real funny.
God, can't you just be serious
for one minute? Just once?
Listen, I have got to know
what I am going to do.
And if you're not
going to be around here,
then I am going
to do something.
I've heard
promises like ashes
that crumble
to the touch
I've heard all
the loving lines
that you're using
like a crutch
Every word
and every look
all taken from
the same old book
And you know
Hank Williams
wrote it long ago
And though you know
it's old as love
you know it
stays so true
It's just a simple
fact of life
Cheating heart
will tell on you
Others, they
don't understand
or maybe
they don't try
It's just one word
that's out of place
It's something
called a lie
Though a word
is just a sound
that might not
seem a thing
Anyone that's
been in love
knows the blind
words can bring
Sorrows run
like rivers
tears can
fall like rain
Everything that
once was good
can wash away
in pain
All the love and kisses
and all the joy
you knew
like water
underneath a bridge
can slip away from you
I've heard promises
like ashes
that crumble
to the test
I've heard all
the loving lies
that's just useless
as the rest
Every word
and every look
taken from the
same old book
And you know
Hank Williams
wrote it long ago
And though you know
it's old as love
you know it
stays so true
It's just a simple
fact of life
Cheating heart
will tell on you
Though you know
it's old as love
You know it
stays so true
It's just a simple
fact of life
Cheating heart
will tell on you
You ever read this?
No.
Here, listen to this.
I just read
in a magazine
that one of the most unusual
letters you ever received
was from the woman who said
that, on her honeymoon,
her husband wanted her
to lie in a tub of cold water
for twenty minutes
and then come to bed
and pretend she was dead.
Boy, is he weird.
I would have been satisfied
if, on our honeymoon,
my wife had taken
a hot bath and come to bed
pretending she was alive.
You read that stuff?
Man, that's nothing
but garbage.
What do you mean,
garbage?
Don't you know, man?
This whole thing
from page to page
is all made up by some crazy
little quirk in the back room.
He ain't got nothing to do, man.
He just pounds crap out.
Tell me that ain't true.
- This is a letter.
- No.
It's all bullshit.
You know, these rags are
put out by the government
just to pacify people so they
forget about their real problems.
You know, man?
To what people?
The government, man.
They got everything.
Even how to eat, man. You eat
all their crap with all the junk in it, man.
And you're read-
oh, wow.
Who were the cowbells?
How in the hell
do I know, man?
This turkey in the back room,
you know? He knows.
Sitting there,
thinking back to his childhood.
Cowbells.
God.
I don't know, what?
Maybe some
lover of Swiss cows.
Do you live here?
No.
I just passing through.
Come on, who'd want
to live here?
I don't know, not me.
Man, you believe
that stuff, huh?
I don't know.
Some of it, yeah.
They got you too, huh?
That stuff ain't
important.
You know, animals.
They got their trip together.
You know,
they really do.
You take a dog, or a horse,
or a cow, or a pig or anything, man.
He knows
what's happening.
You don't find him
hanging out, reading no paper.
He just does
what comes natural.
You're about to do it.
You're going to eat.
You know?
You don't find me going to
no slaughterhouse either, do you?
Well, man, you know.
Hanging out might be
fun sometimes.
You ain't, huh?
I don't think so.
Hadn't planned on it.
That crap they're feeding
you, you know, man.
That's putting you
in the slaughterhouse.
Just so somebody can
make money off you.
Yeah, you're putting
me on, right?
No, man.
If you'd quit reading that stuff,
and just do like the animals do,
you'd be all right.
I mean, look.
Take a rabbit, you know?
Long, floppy ears. What's he
like to do, man? Most?
- Eat.
- No, he likes to hump, man.
Start thinking
about that, man.
I do, I do.
All right. Now you're
starting to get it, then.
Just don't think
about the papers.
Woman laying in bed,
cold like she's dead.
You don't believe that?
When was the last time you
ran into anybody like that?
Last night.
Wow.
You been keeping some
strange quarters, man.
Yeah, I guess.
Food's good, though.
- Is it good here?
- Yeah.
You eat here often?
No, but I
know it's good.
How about you?
I just got here.
On your way
through, then, huh?
I guess.
- Okay.
- Trying to find a job, you know?
Job, man. Everybody's
looking for a job.
Heard of any?
No.
- Ain't nothing.
- Nothing, huh?
Ain't nothing
I want to do.
You work?
No.
I live off the government.
Off the newspaper?
No, I'm in
another bureau.
How do you do that?
I just hang out
and go to school.
Let the government
pay for it.
Somebody else's taxes.
I'm tired of paying taxes.
Student, huh?
Well, occasionally.
Is that a good deal?
Yeah.
Better than the army.
I wouldn't know about that.
Pay me more now than they
did when I was in the army.
Is that right?
Just to go to school?
Hang out
and chase girls.
- Lot of girls?
- Oh, yeah.
Hey, hey.
Are they willing?
As willing as they can get.
How long have you
lived around here?
Oh, most of my life.
Most of your life, huh?
Look at that.
Well...
How old are you?
Twenty-two.
Really?
Twenty-two?
Just a kid.
Well, you know, it's all right.
I'm getting up there.
It's all downhill
from here.
Oh, no.
You said-
you said your name was what?
Mary.
I forget.
- You're- you're Tom?
- Tom.
Tom and Mary,
I like that.
Her face is like
an open book
May I have one?
It only takes you
one brief look
To read the meaning
in the lines
Though some
people need
a jacket blurb,
a famous man
asserting the words
There's nothing so
demanding in her sound
'Cause it's all as plain
as black on white
Just as clear
as day from night
The lady, she's
been wounded past repair
Sitting on a
barroom stool
talking to a
drunken fool
Writing all her lines
in pure despair
For every glass
of wine I drink
deeper down
inside I sink
changing all my pain
to be heard rhymed
I'm an artist
of the barroom style
hiding pain
behind my smile
working on my
masterpiece in time
And as the years
go drifting by
deep inside
you can hear me cry
and to read
the writings on the wall
Although drink can
cover up your pain
it's always just
a losing game
and there's nothing
so surprising
in my fall
'Cause it's all as plain
as black on white
Just as clear
as day from night
The lady, she's
been wounded past repair
Sitting on her
barroom stool
she's acting
like a drunken fool
mumbling the words
of all her last affairs
- This great bar you've been raised in...
- No, no, mister. My parents...
Begging for some
blood red wine
And I laugh and say
I'm feeling fine
I'm living out my poem
in barroom style
But the makeup can't
conceal the years
In fact, it's running
from the tears
It seems my masterpiece
must wait awhile
Before you even knew it.
They do. They do.
I don't know. I don't know
what to think sometimes.
So...
I- when it happens,
Go for it.
what I have to do is go
away. I just go away.
And...
People begin to think...
What do you
mean by that?
What?
I was just- well, I guess
I'm trying to say that...
I- I think
you're real pretty.
Well, thanks.
I never receive a compliment.
Would you refuse
another drink?
This ain't no
Sunday School class.
Well, you should know.
- Right.
- Right.
Hey, Jim.
She's an artist
of the barroom
- What are you drinking?
- Bourbon and water.
Bourbon and water,
and another double.
And some Coca-Cola, please.
You've really been putting
it down, haven't you?
Shit.
Shit.
Did I say
something wrong?
Maybe I don't like women
telling me how to drink.
Huh? Okay?
I didn't mean anything by it.
I was just being playful.
Oh, you're sick too.
Thank you.
Playful, huh?
Hey, Tom.
Hey.
Make you feel better?
I guess that means yes.
Hold off until
we finish our drinks.
Okay.
Can we play
the jukebox now?
Thank you.
Oh, come on.
Get some wheels.
- Oh, God.
- Are we those ones?
This is the smallest
table I ever...
So, where were we?
I was kissing you.
Remember?
No, before that.
What were we talking about?
I remember. You were
saying how pretty I was.
Shit.
- What's so funny?
- Oh, nothing.
Nothing.
You always- you always
laugh at nothing.
You're real strange, Tom.
No.
No, I'm not strange.
See, I was...
I was thinking it was...
It was kind of funny,
thinking how you
worked it around
for me to say that
you were real pretty, see?
Well, that's what we were
talking about. It's true.
Right.
True. It is true.
Good one, Bill.
True.
Shitty.
You're setting
it up for me.
Patty.
My turn to shoot?
Hey.
I'm sorry, I- I didn't
mean to laugh at you.
- Okay?
- You don't have to say you're sorry.
You make me feel
like a real lady.
Well, that's because
you are one.
You're real gentle, Tom.
You make me feel
that way, Sarah.
Mary.
Mary. Mary.
Forgive me?
I forgive you, George.
I- I like you.
I like you.
Let's go to your place.
Right now?
Oh, I don't know.
Why not?
Well, first of all, I have
to finish my drinks.
Well, bring them with you.
They'll take them out.
I think I like
sitting here with you.
Get the hell out.
Babe, we can sit
at your place, you know?
Well...
I think I need
a cigarette.
Maybe.
God, where is this place?
Oh, it's just up
these stairs.
So, this has
a lot of stairs.
No, it's just up
these right here.
Okay.
You sure?
Yeah, I'm sure.
I know where I live.
Miles, up here.
Out in the hallway.
Oh, we're here.
So, did you
go out with Tony Quinn?
Yes, so I did, as a matter
of fact. And I was called in
by Mr. DeMille, who said
"Don't go out with
that half breed."
Thought that was
bad press, huh?
That's interesting. They really
called him half breed like that?
Half breed. I thought that
was nice, to be married...
Make little
quarter babies.
Yeah.
You- you talk about your-
your romances, with
various gentlemen
in here. And...
Johnny, how do we begin,
after that conversation
with Ms. Universe
about premarital...
Oh, no, but times have
changed. I'll give you- you talk...
We're still talking
about that here.
You almost, did you not,
in your book, marry Mike Todd?
I- I started...
I lived with him
for four years and...
I really- we didn't do the piece
of paper, but it was certainly the same...
Yeah.
...attempt at a
relationship.
Right.
I don't- I don't...
He's a very- very
strong personality.
Oh, yes.
- All of my men...
- All of your people...
Now, I know Artie-
Right? Artie Shaw.
And Artie was a strong- very
strong, opinionated personality.
Leader of the band.
That's right.
You know,
those were directed.
Listen, my father
died...
My father died
when I was two.
And I used to-
honestly, apple of his eye.
I have older brothers and
sisters. They're like grown-ups.
You know, they're all
grown-ups except me.
So I was like an only child.
The apple in his eye.
He was in his forties.
I used to wait
on the porch for him.
And then he died.
Now, what do you tell a
little two year old person?
What do you explain?
He just disappeared.
And I used to sit on
the porch, still,
and every time a man
came in sight,
I would run down the
street saying, "Daddy."
So, you- your dad- you ident-
the fantasy father figure.
Anybody...
You still looking
for that father figure?
- Is that so?
- I don't know.
You chose basically the
same kind of personality.
- Anybody?
- Anybody who...
You can do Vegas.
Evelyn and the four dads.
Sounds like a bang.
So that didn't work out-
you never got- with Mike Todd...
You never got- you got
close to marriage, but then...
Well, he jilted me
with Elizabeth Taylor.
Were you hurt
when that happened?
You bet.
Yeah.
I mean, I write about it
kind of funny. It is, now.
But sure.
Was this like going through-
I've always thought that writing...
I almost set it up,
you understand.
- Yeah.
- I mean...
If Daddy-
Daddy's going to leave me.
And if he didn't leave me,
I'd see to it and tell you that.
I started- the pattern
started at two.
And I will- I will-
I will create
the reasons for them to leave,
if he doesn't do it himself.
Writing this- I've often thought
that writing your autobiography
has got to be like going through
therapy, because you have to
go back and dig in a
little bit and relive
the very unhappy times.
Because there's always unhappy
times. And does it give you the...
the perspective on yourself when you-
did you find out things about yourself?
You know, to say, "Hey, I didn't
realize that I am this kind of person."
Well, I had
been to therapy.
East Coast, West Coast.
Do you know the joke?
You know, if they do it
on the West Coast...
And you come East,
the- the problems change.
Yes, I know,
I've done all those.
The interesting part
that I did find out
...writing this book,
because I had to...
I had to see it in the whole,
rather than talk it, in sections.
An hour here,
an hour there.
I spent two and a half
years sorting out my life.
And I recommend it
for everybody.
Hello?
Did I wake you up?
Huh?
That's the basis for
a marriage, right there.
I just called
to see how you were.
We'll be right back.
Stay with us.
What?
Come on, don't start,
Dar, huh?
Set sail for Sinbad...
Oh, come on.
...the visual sorcery
of Dynarama, worlds...
What do you mean,
two weeks?
...the sword-wielding
ghouls...
Two...
The gargantuan Troglodyte...
Shit.
Hey, that's impossible.
You know that.
...the most spectacular
Sinbad adventure of them all.
Hey, look. Could you
stop all this shit?
Sinbad and the
Eye of the Tiger. Rated G.
Now showing at the
Fox Theatre in Butte...
Listen...
...in Missoula. The
Gateway in Gallatin...
Dar...
Cinema One
in Bozeman and...
Hey, I love you.
Can you understand that?
Huh?
Can you?
What do you mean,
my tricks?
What about all the shit you dump
on me? Did you ever think of that?
Yeah.
Yeah, that's right.
Did you ever think of that?
Hey, I don't know.
Just back off, huh?
Shit.
Would you cut it, Dar?
I said cut it.
Oh, go ahead and yell all you want.
What the fuck do I care?
Just look at these saws.
Hey.
Hey, look.
I do care. I do.
Do you want some coffee?
Yeah.
that I won't
forget you
I do, I miss...
I'm going to
change it
Things are going to be
all right. I promise.
It's going to get better.
I promise.
What?
You called
There's nobody here.
me a cheater
There isn't anybody here.
Call now, toll-free. 1-800...
Hey, look. It's a payphone.
It's a public telephone.
Somebody wanted
to use it. To see how
long I was going to be.
1-800-228...
Well, I guess you're just going
to have to believe that, huh?
Shit.
Oh, yeah.
Yeah, I'll get
hold of myself.
Yeah, I'll get a
hold of myself.
It's so
goddamn shitty.
There's a lot of people
in here I'd like to have known.
I don't give a shit if you
believe it or not.
I would have loved to have
known Bogart, and people like that.
It's fascinating.
Look, goddamn it.
Scarlett O'Hara's
Younger Sister.
Look, all I'm asking
for is a little support.
Is that too goddamn
much to ask for?
Never. Oh, my God.
I couldn't do that.
You're my wife,
goddamn it.
Oh, well, you can't keep
doing the same thing.
Oh, yeah.
Yeah, I see.
Yeah. Yeah,
it's all very clear.
I hope the book's
a big success.
Yeah.
You're wife enough to
nag and bitch and...
and put shit in my face
all the time,
but you're not wife enough to support me.
That's it. That's very clear to me.
Thank you, good night.
Is that too much to ask?
That you give me a little support?
Is it?
I said, is it?
No, I won't leave
you alone, bitch.
Oh, go ahead.
What do I care?
See anybody you want.
See six fucking lawyers.
What difference does it make?
It's the Royals versus the White Sox
and the Twins versus the Indians.
What?
I don't know.
I don't know, some place in
Montana. They all look the same.
Missoula, Butte, Kalispell.
I don't know.
...television, Butte,
Montana, Channel 6.
Yeah.
...located at 340 West...
Yeah, it is kind of
funny, isn't it?
KVGO TV transmitter
site is located...
Well, the same to you.
Northwest of Missoula,
in TV Mountain...
Dar, don't-
Darlene, don't...
Three miles east of Butte
on the Continental Divide.
Bitch.
We wish you a very
pleasant good night.
I brought you in
some coffee.
Who the hell
was on the phone?
Oh, it's somebody
about a job.
- Somebody about a job?
- Yeah.
Do you always yell at the people
who are about to employ you?
Yeah.
- Yeah.
- Yeah.
It's my boss.
Darlene, huh?
Yeah.
That's my boss.
Jesus Christ, it's cold.
That was the boss.
Very unhappy with me.
Why would that be?
I've been gone,
you know? Just gone.
Thought you said
you were out of work.
I'm out of work,
but that's my boss.
Your boss, huh?
Yeah, it's my wife,
all right?
You didn't mention anything
about a wife last night.
I don't remember
being asked
about a wife,
last night.
Well, I don't think it's
my place to ask about it.
I don't suppose.
Are you going to get
all upset now?
Because I'm married.
Huh?
Hey, it doesn't matter to me.
Makes no difference to me.
Maybe it matters
to me, all right?
Well, it didn't matter a whole
hell of a lot last night.
Well, last night I didn't know
you were married.
Last night, you would have taken
on the whole goddamn bar.
Get fucked, would you?
Working on it.
I try. I do my best.
Yeah, yeah.
It seems like it.
Hey, don't pull
this shit, huh?
What do you mean,
"don't pull this shit"?
All this high and mighty bullshit.
Just don't pull that bullshit, huh?
Okay. Well, I...
Fucking shit.
Wherever you go.
Listen, I- I don't have to
listen to this bullshit, you know?
I don't- I don't
have to take this shit.
Okay, so don't take it.
I'm not going to.
Yeah.
Shit.
Hey, thanks.
Oh, yeah, sure.
Any time.
Well, I'll- I'll
see you, huh?
Yeah.
Hey, no hard feelings,
okay?
Oh, no, no.
Yeah.
- Be careful.
- Yeah.
Hope you find a job.
So do I.
So do I.
Yes, I'm one more
dame in a long, long line
One more face you'll
forget in time
Yes, I'm one more
love that blossoms
in the sun
Yes, I'm one more night
with a bright, bright smile
Twinkling on,
I'll shine for awhile
One more rose whose
bloom has just begun
Yes, I'm all the trouble
of love and hate
flashing spark
of random fate
I never knew you,
I'll probably lose you
Honey, I love you,
tonight
Yes, I'm one more chance
in an old, old game.
One more fling,
in fright or shame
One more seed that's
blown upon the wind
Yes, I'm one more move
in love's crazy dance
One more roll
of a lifetime chance
One more lesson
that'll tell us
where we've been
Yes, we've all the risk
of a one-night stand
Just a hint of a
well-played hand
You never knew me
You'll probably screw me
But honey,
I love you, tonight.
Yes, we've all the risk
of a one-night stand
With just a hint of a
well-played hand
You never knew me
But you sure
did woo me
Honey, I love you,
tonight
Roosevelt Green.
Age 21.
Born February, 1956.
Minter, Alabama.
Not supported by
birth records.
Scars and marks.
Left earlobe pierced.
Scar on left index finger.
Green has been convicted of
assault with intent to rob.
An escapee from custody,
being sought in connection
with a series of
convenience store armed
robberies in which
one of the victims
was abducted,
raped and shot to death
with a high-powered rifle.
He should be considered
armed and dangerous.
Check in postage
swindling scheme.
Nothing.
Gordon Daniel Wingard.
Occupations: bus boy,
carnival worker,
cook, cowboy,
mechanic, nurse,
plumber, stuntman,
TV cable service repairman.
Huh.
Scars and marks.
Little finger,
right hand, deformed.
Tattoos: heart, rose and
dagger, right forearm.
"GORDIE" and cross,
upper left arm.
Believed to be in the company
of Gayle Marie Oliver,
Negro female.
Oliver's apprehension is being
sought by the FBI.
Wingard has been convicted of breaking
and entering and attempted murder.
Being sought as a
prison escapee,
also wanted with associate,
Gayle Marie Oliver,
for the shooting murder of a
female prison physician.
Should be considered
armed and dangerous.
Robert Ralph Moret.
Aggravated assault,
robbery and murder.
Huh.
Scars on forehead, left wrist,
right bicep. Mole on the back.
Armed and dangerous
and an escape risk.
Morris Lynn Johnson.
Scars and marks.
Rope burns on all fingers.
Scar, lower left back.
Bullet hole scar, center of back
and left side of chest.
Small girl sitting and "JILL"
on right shoulder.
Small girl sitting and "GAIL"
on left shoulder.
Woman in champagne glass
in the middle of chest,
cross on left forearm,
rose on left- he was busy.
Howdy.
Hey.
You got trouble?
Yeah.
Damn- you know anything
about foreign cars?
Yeah, a little.
- What is that?
- Volvo.
Swedish.
Yeah, I just got
the damn thing.
I know one thing.
You need
a new taillight.
Yeah, well...
Knocked it down
a little bit.
There's a few
things wrong with it.
I'll tell you what's
mainly wrong with it.
I think you need
a new paint job, too.
Yeah, I'll tell you what I need
right now. Probably need a
whole damn new
fuel pump, is what I think.
- Either that or...
- What makes you think that?
Well, I was coming
along here and I...
Thing just started chugging,
you know, and then...
Damn thing just
conked right out.
It was chugging,
not missing?
Right, right.
Yeah, I checked all the plugs,
anyway. The plugs are all right.
They got one of these little fuel filters
on 'em? Those gas filters on 'em?
Oh, I don't know anything about these
damn things. I just got it for my old lady.
I drove over here from
Butte, to pick her up.
- Butte?
- Yeah.
- You from Butte?
- Yeah.
- You from Butte?
- Yeah.
- What's your name?
- Fred.
- Fred.
- Fred Wilson.
Fred Wilson.
I'm Tom.
- Tom?
- Tom Bates. Bates.
Jesus Christ, I think
I've seen you around there.
Don't you work over there
at the- the mine?
That's right, I used to.
Shoot, I thought I seen you
somewhere around there.
Wilson?
Yeah, I got a little
station down there.
Oh, I'll bet.
I think my...
I think my wife, she buys
gas there, or used to.
Yeah. Christ, you'd think I'd
have some damn tools, but...
I don't know anything about
these damn things, I'll tell you.
It is a mystery to me.
Well, let's see.
Let me see.
I don't know.
You checked the- you
checked the distributor, huh?
- Yeah.
- That looks good. Looks new.
Yeah.
Does it need
a tune-up?
The thing seemed- it seemed
to be running all right there, but...
- Fuel cup...
- Yeah.
Yeah.
Pretty hard for me to tell. Trouble is,
I don't have any damn metric tools.
I had to take that damn
thing off myself, but...
I think I might have
some in- in...
In my truck there.
- You do?
- She had the Volkswagen.
Remember she had
that little Volkswagen?
- Oh, yeah.
- Little toolkit with them...
They've got those funny
wrenches in them, don't they?
Well that'd sure
be helpful.
You have family and
everything, don't you?
Oh, yeah, sure. I got
a couple of boys over there.
Yeah, me too.
Two boys.
- You do?
- Yeah.
We're going
to have another.
Good God.
- That's what I thought.
- Starting to have family, huh?
- Yeah.
- I'd like to be getting back to them.
I was going to
take them fishing.
Good weather for it.
Let me see.
I'll see what I got back there.
I'll take a look,
Fred, because I...
I think I may have something.
I'd sure appreciate it.
Okay.
- I'll do that.
- Okay.
Because I- I don't know what
the hell I'm going to do, otherwise.
Get you to push me,
or something.
I just received,
sweetheart,
your yellow roses.
You tell me that
they need...
We're all through...
You tell me that,
tonight,
your heart is broken.
But you should know,
I was never untrue.
I'll place them near...
Goddamn dusty,
isn't it?
Yeah, hot and dry.
Why the hell didn't
she slow down?
Your photograph...
Was that a she or a he?
- Can't hardly tell them apart.
- I can't tell anymore.
Darn it,
it ain't in there.
Oh, geez,
that's too bad.
No, I have no tools.
Well, you know,
I don't know.
We could...
We could push it, or...
Or tow it again, back into
town, I guess, huh?
Well, I guess it's time.
It's time.
It's as good a time as any, Fred.
I got something to tell you.
Oh, oh. Oh, hey.
Wait a minute,
now, buddy.
I have to have
your money.
Oh, Jesus. I ain't-
I ain't got much money.
Stand still, now, Fred.
Just reach real slow...
- I'm still...
- Quickly.
All right.
- Careful, now.
- I'll tell you, I just...
I bought this car, and
that's all I got left.
I'll tell you why
I have to have this.
See, I haven't got a goddamn job
or a goddamn thing, Fred.
Now, you- you just
bought this car?
And you got a
goddamn gas station?
See this? This is it.
This is all I got left.
And I ain't
never going home.
So it don't
much matter to me.
- Well, you got the money.
- Yeah.
- I think...
- Take the money.
I got it. I'm going to
take that money.
I'm going to
take you for a walk.
- All right? Come on.
- Now, wait a minute.
We're going to go right down here.
Come on, come on. Move.
I'm going to tie you up
to one of these trees.
See, I got some rope,
here, from the car.
Easy. Not too fast.
All right.
Slow down, goddamn it.
I'm- I'm going slow.
All right.
Now, I'm just going to tie
you up here, Fred, all right?
Then I'm going
to drive away.
Okay.
Ain't nothing
going to happen.
Fine.
Okay?
Put your hands down,
would you please?
Right over...
Okay?
Kneel down.
- What do you want me to kneel for?
- Just kneel down.
Put your hands up.
Grab hold of that tree.
- All right.
- You got it?
Hang on.
I just received,
sweetheart,
your yellow roses.
You tell me that...
I'll see them sitting
on the lawn
A candle
lights each face
They're singing all
their favorite songs
as the seasons
start to rain
And oh, the
leaves are falling
White storm birds
cross the sky
On the wall,
a rose is rotting
They're all fixing
his big scene to die
They cleared away
the creeping weeds,
made pathways
in the grass
Have built their homes
to fill their needs,
thinking their dreams
would land
And oh, the years
are passing
White storm birds
cross the sky
On the wall,
a rose is rotting
They're all fixing
his big scene to die
I'll see them laugh
away the time
Young men
and women all
Just singing and
drinking all their wine
as the summer
turns to fall
And oh, the
leaves are falling
White storm birds
cross the sky
On the wall,
a rose is rotting
They're all fixing
his big scene to die
But after they've sung
all their songs,
their lives won't
be the same
Just carpets and chairs
upon the lawn
as the wind
turns into rain
And oh, the
leaves are falling
White storm birds
cross the sky
On the wall,
a rose is rotting
They're all fixing
his big scene to die
And oh, the years
are passing
White storm birds
cross the sky
On the wall,
a rose is rotting
They're all fixing
his big scene to die