The Streets of San Francisco (1972) s02e13 Episode Script

Hey, fill her up.
Come on, you gotta be kidding.
Still think I'm kidding? No, sir.
Now, that was a stupid thing to do.
You actually shot me.
Let's see.
You're gonna be all right.
Here, here.
Make yourself a tourniquet.
Operator, will you send an ambulance to the gas station on the corner of Filbert and Columbus? There's been a shooting.
Yes.
Thank you.
Now, next time, don't be such a hero.
Thank you.
My compliments to the chef.
You want something to drink? - Yeah, what do you got that's cold? - Besides the dog.
That'll be a buck 15.
All units in the vicinity of Columbus and Filbert.
Reported shooting at gas station.
Units to respond.
- All right, good timing, you lose.
- Me? Now, wait a minute, I said-- You said after a morning like we had, there'd be no way we'd get a call before lunch.
- And what's this? - That's a different story.
The point is, we have not eaten yet, that makes it before lunch, right? That'll be a buck 15.
Pay the man, Mike.
Buck 15 for two cold hot dogs.
- There's a buck, there's a buck 15.
- No tip? Tip? I'll give you a tip.
Don't crooks ever take a lunch break? Hold it.
Wait a minute.
- What happened, son? - A holdup.
I gave the guy the money, and he still shot.
- Who shot you? - I don't know, Jesse James.
Okay, now, wait a minute.
What are you talking about? I'm telling you, the guy had to be a hundred years old.
You ever see him before? Sell him any gas, maybe? - No.
- What was he wearing? I don't know.
An old raincoat, I think, and slacks.
What color? Coat was tan, I think the slacks were brown or something.
And I told you that if you didn't have the money by the end of the month, that we would have to move you to a state-supported home.
And this is the end of the month.
Yeah, well, I've already packed my bags.
Well, now you can just unpack them.
There's nobody gonna kick you out, Frank.
Please, Mr.
Tillman, nobody is talking about kicking anybody out.
We're simply going to move him to another home.
He'll be very well taken care of.
How can you shuffle people around like that? Doesn't your conscience ever bother you? It's not my decision, Mr.
Tillman.
There's nothing I can do about it.
Well, there's something I can do about it.
You remember me telling you about my son sending me some money? Mr.
Tillman, you told me that you'd written your son about the money.
There was nothing said about his sending it.
No, no, no.
You must have misunderstood.
Either that or your hearing has gone bad.
Wouldn't be a bad idea to have that checked.
Let's see, now, here we are.
Yes, 300, right? No, no.
Only 160.
Mr.
Casey's social-security check covers the rest of it.
Not much security in social security, is there? - It's better than nothing.
- Yeah.
You probably think living's better than dying too, right? Come on, Frank.
I'll buy you a nice big red soda water.
Stop by in my room and I'll give you an IOU for that money.
Then you can write it off as a bad debt.
Oh, there you are, Mr.
Tillman.
Did you get the call? - What call? - From your son, Robert.
Well, I told Mr.
Larson that you were back.
Oh, well, no harm done.
He said he was gonna drop by later, anyway.
- You mean he's in town? - Yes, for two days.
Isn't that nice? A business trip, he said.
Well, good.
Then I can thank him personally.
- Did he say where he was staying? - Oh, yes, yes.
This hotel.
- Thanks, Maude.
- You're welcome.
How come he didn't just bring the money, huh? Well, kids, you know, they just don't plan ahead.
Yeah.
Watch it, Frank.
Well, you don't need to worry about me.
- I can take care of myself.
- Yeah, I know.
But one of these days, you're gonna head for these stairs and step right off into space.
No.
Okay.
Turned the case over to Robbery.
They'll get to it as soon as they have time.
What is? What's all this? Burglars, stick-up artists.
They get old like anybody else, you know.
- I just thought I'd take a look.
- It's not our case, Mike.
I know, I know, but we do have time.
I thought we could help Robbery out a bit.
Yeah? Is that what you thought, huh? Any objections? - Well-- - Don't tell me about it.
I don't wanna hear it.
- Can I tell you something, Steve? - Sure.
When I was a kid, my grandfather came to live with us the last few years of his life, and he was a sweet, kind, gentle old man.
And he had a beat-up old pistol that he used to put in his closet.
And one day, I finally got the courage, and I asked him about it.
And he said: "That is a last resort.
As long as I got that pistol, nobody in my family is going to starve to death.
" I didn't know what he was talking about.
I thought he was a little up here, you know? Until I had my own family.
And then I understood what he meant.
And what does that got to do with this? You got me, I don't know.
It's just been going through my head today.
As I was about to say, I called the Department of Corrections.
In the last four years, they've released three guys that fit the general description of the man we're looking for.
Checked them out.
Two of them are dead.
But the third one's living at this address.
I got a grandfather too, you know.
Say I'm not asleep, if that's what you're thinking.
Are you Elmer Pierce? Who's asking? Hey, wait a minute.
You're carrying a shield, aren't you? Yes, I am.
How did you know that? I was in the business 40 years.
Mr.
Pierce, you mind if we ask you a few questions? I don't say nothing without my lawyer being here.
Well, I'll try not to make them incriminating.
Last time a cop said that to me, I spent five years in Sing Sing.
Would you rather we take you down to the station? You gonna run me in? Okay, but I better warn you.
I don't run as fast as I used to.
You're gonna have to use that.
I don't think we'll have to take you down to the station, Mr.
Pierce.
What do you mean? Why not? Hey, what's the matter? I do something wrong? No, no, no.
You didn't do anything wrong.
Now, don't you be so all-fired sure of yourself.
I might be just the fella you're looking for.
And all this, just a disguise.
If it is, it's perfect.
You've got me fooled.
So long, Mr.
Pierce.
Hey, you guys.
You come back and we'll talk sometime.
- About the business.
- My day off is Tuesday.
I'll be here.
How many times do I have to tell you? Smoking will stunt your growth.
- Yeah.
You don't want one, do you? - I gave it up, remember? - I do.
- June 3rd, 1958.
Eight forty-five in the morning.
The last thing your mother made me do is promise to give up smoking.
On her deathbed, Robbie.
Her life slowly inching away, and you know what she's worried about? - My health.
- How is your health? I'll probably outlive you if you don't quit smoking.
- I don't think I'd like that, Robbie.
- All right, all right.
Listen, about that money that you wanted-- Forget about it.
It's all been taken care of.
I'm glad to hear that, because if I'd had it, I'd have sent it to you.
I know, I know.
But if there's anything else you need or you want Well, for starters, how about some grandchildren? We're trying.
We're trying.
Maude, is that you? - What's left of me.
- Have you seen Wade? Why, he went to see his son.
Oh, yeah, I forgot.
My memory's no good anymore.
- You need any help, Mr.
Casey? - No, no, I can take care of myself.
How is he? For a man of 70 who's just fallen down a flight of stairs, he's in remarkable condition.
Something must be done about those cataracts.
- He could be permanently blind.
- Yeah, doctor said that a year ago.
Why wasn't something done then? Well, he also said something about money.
- Medicare will cover 80 percent.
- Oh, yeah, sure, sure.
If he's not too old and if the risk isn't too great, and if he can wait around long enough for somebody who doesn't know him as anything but a number to do something about it.
Besides, the last doctor also said something about a cornea transplant and, well, some other complications.
Maybe as much as $10,000 worth.
It doesn't alter the fact that something must be done.
Well, then do something.
- I'm not an eye surgeon, Mr.
Tillman.
- Well, get one.
- Well, I could, of course.
However-- - I know, I know, that costs money.
Well, that's just my point.
He hasn't got any money.
He hasn't got any insurance, he hasn't got any credit, he hasn't got anything.
So, what do we do? Hey, wait a minute.
Who's the best eye doctor in this place? - Dr.
Rochelle.
- Get him and I'll get the money.
I'm not asking you how much it costs, I'm just telling you to get him.
And I'll get the money.
Hello, Carl.
Wade Tillman.
I told him you were in conference, Mr.
Armstrong.
You weren't lying, young lady.
He is in conference with me.
It's all right.
Well, it's been a while.
- You haven't changed a bit.
- Neither have you.
Still playing games while other people do your work.
Because I do my work with this, not this.
Now, what is it you want? Money.
All right.
How much do you need? Fifty? A hundred? - Five hundred.
- Ten thousand.
Ten thousand? Now, maybe you'd better remind me of something that I've forgotten.
What reason in the world would I have to give you $10,000? I'm not asking you to give me anything.
It's a loan.
- Strictly business? - That's right.
Then you won't mind if I check your credit.
Where do you do your banking? Where do you work, then? Charge accounts? Credit cards? Carl, you've known me for 40 years.
In all that time, have you ever known me to break my word? Never.
Well, then I'm giving you my word now.
You'll get your money back.
No, Wade.
What you're telling me is that sometime in the future, I'll get my money back.
Wade Your future's in back of you.
Carl, the money is not for me.
For a friend of mine.
He needs an operation now or he'll lose his sight.
Now, you, you're old yourself and you know what it's like to be old, but to be old and blind Please, Carl.
Please.
I'm sorry, Wade.
Almost as sorry as I am to see you standing there begging.
Well, I can't-- Do you think you're the first person to blow in here out of my past with his hand out? Well, I just told you the reason that I'm here.
The reason? They've all got their reasons.
Reasons for this, reasons for that.
Well, I've got my reasons.
But you wouldn't understand those.
Do you see that building over there? That's mine.
And I own one down on Montgomery Street and another one over on Market, and I'm breaking ground for one down at the Embarcadero.
And do you think those buildings just sprung up all by themselves? Do you think old Carl Armstrong just woke up one day rich? I know what you've done with your life.
No, you don't.
You've been grubbing for wages all your life.
Playing it safe.
Well, I gave up three squares a day and a Sunday suit for a road that had no guarantees.
I hustled and scratched and made my own luck.
And I fought for every inch of everything that I own.
And nobody ever gave me anything but a hard time.
So now you're gonna return the favor.
No, now I can say to any man: Don't come crying to me.
You really see it all that way, don't you? Just one big barroom brawl.
Like the tangles we used to get into down in Tulsa whenever we hit town.
Walk out and you name your fancy, crawl out and you lick boots.
Those are the rules, Wade.
Okay, Mr.
Armstrong.
It may be a little late for me, but this time, I'm gonna try to play it your way.
Nope, none of them.
- Is that all? - Not quite.
You see, 14 percent of all the people that live in this city are over the age of 65.
- Do I have to look at all of them? - Nope, not now.
Dumb, I should never have grabbed that guy's gun.
You didn't tell us that.
Because it was stupid.
I mean, you want me to brag about it? Doesn't sound like much of a shootout.
No.
Maybe that old man isn't as dangerous as we thought.
Maybe you're right.
Let's give it back to Robbery.
That's where it belongs.
Okay, this clock is fine.
I'll take the batteries and five of these.
For my grandchildren.
- Yes? - Mr.
Armstrong, it's Mr.
Tillman.
Well, tell him I'm busy.
I did, but he says it's urgent.
Something about life or death.
All right, I'll talk to him.
- Hello.
- Morning, Mr.
Armstrong.
- Now, listen, Wade-- - No, you listen to me, Mr.
Armstrong.
And you better listen good.
Have you opened your lower right-hand desk drawer yet? - What? - Your lower right-hand desk drawer.
I left something in it for you.
You see it? Don't mess with it.
- What is it? - A bomb.
I said don't mess with it.
If it goes, it'll blow off the top of the whole building.
I don't believe you.
Ever known me to lie? Think about it, Mr.
Armstrong.
All those poker hands we played.
All the times you told me I could never win the big pot, because I couldn't run a bluff.
You think this is a bluff? Now, you've got nothing to worry about as long as you leave it alone.
It's not set to go off till noon, and you know right where it is.
But you better start worrying about the other three.
They're all planted in buildings you own.
One's set to go off at 2.
The next one at 4 and the last one at 6.
You have lost your mind.
What have you lost, Mr.
Armstrong? Do you ever ask yourself that? Sitting up there looking down your nose at the rest of the world? Is all that steel and concrete worth an old man's eyesight? An old man's dignity? I'll not be blackmailed.
You're an old man too, Mr.
Armstrong.
And you're mortal, just like the rest of us.
And, you know, there's not much time left for you to make things right.
I'll set things right.
I'll see you behind bars for what time you have left.
Oh, by the way, that writing on the package That's my friend's name, and the hospital where he can get that operation.
You might get rid of that bomb in your lap, but if that operation isn't started by 2:00, those others, the three you can't see, start going off.
- I'll be checking with you about then.
- Wade, Wade! Buck 15 for two cold hot dogs.
- Check.
- Check? Mike, are you still on that shooting case? No.
- Oh, okay.
- Why? Well, the description of the old guy, it fits someone that just left a bomb in an office building down on Market Street.
And I said the man wasn't dangerous.
Bomb squad get there yet? Yeah.
Jerry Desantis, he's in charge.
- Shall we go? - Come on.
Don't move that, I'll be back.
- It must be something important.
- Robbie.
Last time you called me out of a meeting was to tell me you were gonna sell the house.
- Is something wrong? - No, no.
I just got thinking about you, and, well, I didn't wanna miss saying goodbye.
Well, Dad, I'm not going home till tonight.
We're gonna have dinner, aren't we? Well, that's what I wanted to talk to you about.
Something's come up, and, well, I could be busy.
- Following the red line, huh? - Red line? Yeah, something like that.
You're being awful serious.
What's up? Oh, it's nothing.
It's just been so good to see you again, Robbie.
You tell that bride of yours I've been thinking a lot about her too.
She's a fine woman, Robbie.
And she'll stick by you, whatever happens.
Whatever happens? What's that supposed to mean? Oh, nothing.
Just a figure of speech.
What time is it? Ten to 12.
Listen, I wanna tell you something too.
I called Judy last night to talk to her about our problem, and she agrees with me.
Well, if she agrees with you, what's the problem? You.
Pop, ever since we moved East, I've been worried about you.
Living out here all by yourself.
- I'm not by myself.
- No, I know that, I know that.
But you don't have any family here.
Nobody to look after you or take care of you.
Rob, I was a grown man when you were a little baby.
I don't need anybody to look after me.
What I'm trying to say is Well, you know how Judy feels about you.
She thinks you're the greatest.
As a matter of fact, I even like you myself.
Now we've got a guestroom at the house.
You could come and go or do anything you please.
No, Robbie.
You save that room for the baby.
- You'll have one one of these days.
- Look, I told you-- Look, you've got your life, I've got mine.
I'd like to leave it that way.
Okay, whatever you want.
Well, in that case, I want a nice big piece of pecan pie and a cup of coffee.
You think you can swing that in a fancy place like this? Right in there, bottom right-hand desk drawer.
Stay outside.
- Your office? - That's right.
Who planted it? A lunatic, a crazy, bullheaded lunatic.
And you know him? Sure, I know him, and I know he's bluffing.
He's gotta be bluffing.
Well, I got 12 straight up.
Just as I thought, he was bluffing.
That was some bluff.
- It was dynamite all right.
- Figures.
He was a blaster.
One of the best I ever worked with.
- How long did you know him? - Forty years.
Ever since we worked on the WPA building roads through Arkansas.
- Where can we find him now? - I don't know.
- You just said you worked with him-- - I said I knew him for 40 years.
I haven't seen him for 20.
Just like all my old buddies.
I never heard from any of them till I made it big.
Then they started coming out of the woodwork like mice in a cheese factory.
Wade's the one man I never figured to come out of the woodwork, though.
Not like this.
You say another bomb is supposed to go off at 2:00? If I don't pay the piper.
- In any one of four buildings.
- That's what the old coot said.
- What about this guy, Frank Casey? - Never heard of him.
But he's in the hospital all right.
I checked.
You might talk to him.
Maybe he can tell you something.
And tell him this for me: I'll not be blackmailed.
Wade Tillman has gone bats.
That's all I know.
Making such a big fuss over nothing.
And you can tell that Mr.
Armstrong, he can take his money and stick it in his ears for all I care.
- I don't want any part of it.
- I'm sure he knows how you feel.
How long have you known Mr.
Tillman? Well, ever since he moved into the rest home.
Three years, maybe.
Look, if I knew where he was, I'd tell you.
I'm sure you would, Mr.
Casey, I'm sure you would.
I just can't believe it.
Mr.
Casey, are you sure you can't remember any place that he'd be regularly? A bar? A park? - Other people, friends? - No, no place.
Okay, well, thank you very much.
All I know is, about twice a month, he would go off by himself and stay all day.
Just like I told you.
He never told me where he went and I never asked him, I'm sorry.
Don't be sorry.
You just take care of yourself now.
Take it easy.
Okay.
One twenty-two, 38 minutes left.
To find someone who goes somewhere once or twice a month? I don't know.
Get me back to Armstrong's.
Tillman should be calling soon.
You check out the rest home.
I understood his son was staying at the Regency.
Of course, the home number's on that card.
Well, here we are.
It's really a very nice room for the money.
Yeah.
Let me know when you're finished.
I'll lock up.
Thank you.
He isn't dead, is he? No, ma'am, he's all right.
That's good.
Sometimes they go so quickly.
You never know.
Nobody ever tells you anything.
Then you happen to notice that the room is empty and find someone going through their things.
Are you a relative? No, I'm a police officer, ma'am.
I'm trying to find him.
- You haven't seen him, have you? - Well, no.
I suppose he's with his son.
He's in the city right now.
Is Mr.
Tillman in some kind of trouble? Yes, ma'am, I'm afraid he is.
Oh, that's too bad.
Not a bad room, is it? No, it's not.
It's very nice.
I don't suppose you happen to know how much he pays for it? No, I don't, ma'am, no.
Of course, I like my room better.
It's bigger and it has windows in both walls.
You can see the bay.
But Mr.
Larson's raising the rent next month, and Inflation, you know.
I just thought maybe if he was Well, I guess you won't find anything here to tell you where he is.
A room can only tell you who he is.
That's all a room can say.
Well, it tells a lot.
As you know, it calls for prestressed concrete to And I recommend the exterior-- - Did he call? - No, not yet.
Well, we have five minutes left.
All right, everybody out.
Now, just a minute.
You're trying to shut me down? Who gave you the authority to evacuate my--? The state did, Mr.
Armstrong, and I'm gonna tell you something else.
If you think Wade Tillman was bullheaded, you just try me.
I'm gonna give you 30 seconds to get out of here.
- Well, what if he calls? - Then nobody will be home.
Now, will you start moving? - Hello? - Hello, Carl.
- How's it going? - You know darn well how it's going.
It's almost 2:00.
Now, where did you put that damn thing? You write that check yet? - No, and I'm not going to.
- I see.
Well, in that case, you'd better hightail it for the elevator.
It's on the floor, seal it off.
Wade, if anything happens to this property, I'm gonna-- I'll talk to you later.
Tillman, wait.
Tillman, listen.
Stone, you better catch that lunatic and get him-- Come on, never mind talking up here.
Let's get going.
If you don't I've got it.
It's in the transformer box.
- He knows what he's doing all right.
- No, he doesn't.
He can blow this town to hell and gone, and I'll not give him the time of day.
- You want a basket? - There's no time.
Get him out of here.
- What happened to 2:00? - Jerry's working on it.
- Mike, it's already after-- - I know, I know.
You got anything? Yeah, a .
45 automatic, a model from 1911.
Three sticks of 40 percent dynamite and a son, Robert Tillman.
He's in town now, staying at a hotel.
I called him, but he's not there.
It's two after already.
Maybe this one's a dud.
Don't bet on it.
Bombs are meant to destroy things, and they usually do.
Mike.
Hey, Jerry, hi.
You darn near got your head blown off, didn't you, huh? According to this, I still got five minutes.
There's nothing I like better on this job than a cheap watch.
See, that buys us two more hours, doesn't it? Jerry, you keep your teams working on it, will you? Steve, the eye doctor's at the hospital.
You go there, make sure that Casey doesn't cause us any trouble, okay? - Right.
- And I'll run down this Tillman's son.
Wait a minute.
You mean to tell me they're going ahead with that operation even though Wade's trying to blow my buildings over the map? That's right, Mr.
Armstrong.
A Dr.
Rochelle volunteered his services.
Oh, don't you worry about it.
He's probably just an old misguided soul who feels that people are more important than money.
Nobody's asked my permission for any of this.
All you people running around and making plans for an operation on me.
Well, maybe I don't want an operation.
If you don't have the operation, you go blind.
Well, I've been as good as blind for years.
I don't mind.
You know, you can get used to almost anything.
But why go to all the trouble when it's not necessary? Now, Dr.
Rochelle will do the operation if you'll let him.
- Robert Tillman? - You Lieutenant Stone? - Thank you for coming.
- Is it about my father? - Yes.
- He's not hurt or anything? No, no, he's not hurt, but I think we'd better find him before he hurts somebody else.
Come on.
- Inspector Keller.
- Yeah.
You'd better take this call.
It's Mr.
Tillman.
I told him we were prepping for the operation.
He said he wants to talk to the police.
Mr.
Tillman, this is Inspector Keller, San Francisco Police.
- Where's the 4:00 bomb? - Right where Carl can see it go off.
In his other office building down the block.
It's in the ceiling panel in Elevator 1.
- You got it? - Yeah, I got it.
- Now, what about the 6:00? - There's plenty of time for that.
The operation is all set.
That's what you'd say.
I'll put Dr.
Rochelle on the phone if you don't believe me.
- He's the eye surgeon.
- I know who he is, son.
And I know you wouldn't lie to me if you didn't have to.
Mr.
Tillman-- And anyway, I'm gonna come by the hospital and see things for myself.
So you just take good care of Frank, see? Operator, this is an emergency call.
All right, Jerry.
All right, that's good.
Yeah, bye-bye.
Well, that should do it.
Tillman said he'd be here himself before 6.
Thanks a lot.
I don't see him, lieutenant.
Any other ideas? I don't understand it.
Why would he do a crazy thing like that? Money.
You think it's that simple? You tell me.
Well, maybe.
He was always a very direct man.
I guess that was the only solution he could find to the problem.
He asked me to send him some.
I should've made more of an effort to do that.
I'm sorry, I Well, his friend Casey said that he used to go off by himself at least once a week.
- Where would he go? - Once a week? Oh, the cemetery where my mother's buried, that's it.
He used to go there whenever he had some heavy thinking to do.
Saw Robbie today.
My, he certainly has turned into a fine man, for which I take none of the credit.
He wants me to go back East and live with him.
But you don't have nothing to worry about.
I told him no.
I remembered those talks we used to have when we were young, you know.
About never getting in anybody's way or being a burden, and Well, there's something else I should tell you about, but I think I'll wait till my next visit.
That'll kind of give me a good excuse to-- Dad! Wait a minute.
Dad! Dad! Wait a minute! - Dad, Dad.
- Mr.
Tillman.
Mr.
Tillman, the bomb.
The bomb.
- Where is it? - He can't hear you.
- I'm gonna go get an ambulance.
- You can hear me, now, can't you? Try.
Try to hear me.
The bomb, where did you hide it? I I - Did you find him? - Yes, I found him.
He's in the hospital with a heart attack, couldn't tell us anything.
- A what? - What have you got? We've been through the whole building.
- The other buildings? - We got teams in all of them.
What's this about a heart attack? Now, he's faking it.
He's trying to put pressure on me.
He is not faking, it's for real.
What do you think, Jerry? Getting tight.
If we have to guess, I'd say the basement.
He knows construction, that's where he'd do most damage.
Heat, electricity, plumbing, it's all tied in down there.
- I'll give it one more sweep.
- Go ahead.
They've already been through this area twice, it's clean.
I'm telling you, it's not here.
Mr.
Armstrong, the way I figure Wade Tillman, the odds are it's gotta be here someplace.
Well, I know it's definitely not in this room.
Why not? Because there are only 12 hours on a clock.
Now, he had to set this one and put it somewhere after 6:00 this morning.
Some reason why he couldn't have done that? Yeah, the maintenance crew was in here.
They worked from 5:30 till 6:30, and nobody came in or out.
- Is that one of your buildings there? - Yeah.
All right, Tillman puts the first bomb in the desk, second bomb down the hall, the third one right across the street where you can see it go off from here.
Can you see any of the other buildings from here? No, no, but what difference does that make? Well, think about it.
They were all set for your benefit.
And it's the last one.
Now, this hard-nosed Wade Tillman has given you three chances to come across, and you haven't.
Where would he stick it? They've already looked there.
Downstairs.
This way.
This way, it's faster.
It's 5:56.
- If he blows this building-- - All right, check for loose ceiling tiles.
Let's check the lights.
- Mike? - Yeah? - How far down to the basement? - Thirty-four floors.
There's not enough time to go down and get Jerry to come back up.
He wrapped it to keep the water out.
Maybe if we doused it Maybe? No maybes.
- Just get that thing out of my building.
- Give it to me.
- I got it, let's just get out of here.
- Come on, come on.
Don't jiggle that thing.
- You know something? - What? If a watch could be slow, it can also be fast.
Get the door! All right, get them back, way back! Way back! In the street.
Get down.
That building ain't worth it.
Not worth any man's life.
Wade sure had a point.
Well, what a way to prove it.
Proved one thing.
Not having much time sure makes a man think about the time he has.
Robbie.
What time is it? Seven twenty-five, Dad.
It's all right.
We found the bomb, it didn't go off.
The doctor says you're gonna be all right.
Just a matter of taking it easy.
- How's Frank? - He had the operation, bandages will be off in a couple of days.
That's good.
That's real good.
You must be the police.
Yes, we are, Mr.
Tillman.
And I'm afraid we're gonna have to place you under arrest.
What are you gonna do? Send me to prison for the rest of my life? Oh, there you are, Wade.
- Wait a minute, Mr.
Armstrong-- - Now, just a minute.
He's the troublemaker.
I'm not the troublemaker, remember? If you're waiting for me to apologize-- I don't think I'll live that long, Wade.
I got to thinking about some of the things you said and a couple that you said.
I Well, I want your son here to know that whatever all this costs, I'll take care of it, and I'm taking care of your friend's operation too.
New rules, Carl? Why not, Wade? We wrote them, didn't we? What's the charges against him? Armed robbery, felonious assault, extortion, attempt to injure with destructive devices.
All right, all right.
I'll have my attorneys go down to the DA's office and look into it.
They're kind of young, but they're all smart.
As a matter of fact, I got an angle on the case already.
Would you mind telling me what that is? Get it before the oldest judge in the superior court.
And I expect you to walk into that courtroom under your own power, so you better start thinking about getting up off of your backside.
Oh, I'll be up, but I had a major heart attack with complications.
Complications? What do you know about complications? I had two heart attacks, both of them worse than yours.
Worse than mine? They couldn't have been.
Mine was so bad it felt like two elephants roosting on my chest.
Worse.
You're lucky you didn't have a stroke with yours.
I had a stroke with mine.
Look, there, I still haven't got the use of that left hand all the way.
Reminds me of something else my grandfather said.
Oh, yeah, what was that? First liar don't stand a chance.