- You're outnumbered. Ain't no way you're gonna escape.
What is that?
That's my deputy.
- Get outside. - All right.
- Get outside! - Don't shoot. Don't shoot!
- Don't shoot. - Keep your hands down. Keep your hands down.
- Uncle Oliver, look what I got! - Keep your hands down.
- Uncle Oliver, he's got your gun. - Get your hands up!
Get against the wall. Keep your hands up.
- The whole county knows about you! - Get back! Keep those hands up.
- They ain't gonna rest till they hunt you down.! - Keep your hands up.
Uncle Oliver, he's takin' your car!
You ain't ever gonna get away with this!
Uncle Oliver! Uncle Oliver, he's got your car...
Moose, one more word outta you, I'm gonna smash your mouth!
J.J.! J.J.!
I got... I got bad news for ya. Caldwell's escaped.
Yeah, look, let's not go into that now.
He's headed down 350, and we can stop him before he crosses the state line.
Right.
Dumb, stupid bastard.
Shit!
- Who are you? - I'm a thief, man.
Take it easy. I ain't gonna freak you out no more.
How about handin' me them keys. I'd like to get these cuffs off.
Sorry.
That's real nice the way you handled yourself back there with old Oliver.
- I was listenin'. What they want you for anyway, man? - Murder.
Drop me off anywhere along in here, okay?
- I don't mess with the big "M." - I'm not stopping anywhere.
- Do you know the roads around here? - Yeah.
Maybe we could make a deal. I'm not a murderer. I'm trying to prevent one.
But in about a minute, we're gonna be surrounded by cops.
If you can get us out of it, you'd be doing both of us a favor. What do you think?
I think you better make a right up here and then a sharp left.
I'm comin' over.
Jesus Christ, man! That's how you murdered your victims?
- Put 'em in a car and bounced 'em to death? - Sorry.
Sorry, my ass! You're dangerous.
Proves one thing, though. You don't do this for no livin'.
- No, I don't. - All right.
Just take it easy. I'm gonna take over in a minute.
Don't make no more sudden moves, okay?
I'm gonna check with headquarters and find out the game plan for tonight.
He said he was gonna get back on that train.
He has to cross into Kansas on 120, 116 or 350.
Now, I figure if we put stakeouts on all of those roads, we'll get that feller.
The first should be at the junction of Taubman's Road, on 116.
- What are you slowing down for? - There's a truck up ahead.
So there's a truck up ahead. We the man.!
Let's turn on the siren, get them hippies off the road!
Put some foot into it.! Move it.!
Oh, God!
Would you like to drive for a while?
Car 36, report your position. Do you read me?
Car 36. Chauncey, we're moving in for the roadblock...
at the intersection of Taubman's Road and 116.
That's fine, fellas. Car 45 is already there.
We're going in for a double block on all points.
The old double roadblock, huh? That's all I wanted to know, Oliver.
Fasten yourself in, partner. You ain't got nothin' to worry about.
I got the nerve and I got the touch.
Better pull it tighter. Real tight.
I used to do this all the time back home in Texas.
- Do what? - Demolition derby.
I hear somethin' comin', but I can't see anything yet.
That's fine, boys. We got 'em boxed in now.
Aren't you gonna slow down?
Slow down? Open your eyes, man, 'cause I'm gonna make a criminal out of you yet.
Goddamn it! Fellas, watch out!
Hello, car 36.! What the hell happened to you guys?
Hey, Chauncey! This is Grover T. Muldoon!
You wanna know what happened? We just whooped your ass!
We whooped your ass!
I don't know. I met him last night. I've never seen him before.
That's what you told us this morning, and I'm finding it increasingly hard to believe.
- Well, it's the truth. - Is it? No matter.
When the time comes, we'll take care of Mr. Caldwell.
Meanwhile, we're going to take extremely good care of you.
- What are you doing? - I'm following the plan. Just changed my mind.
Are you crazy? I thought we were gonna take the Chevy in back.
Chevy? That's a jerk-off, man! This here is pure pussy.
Pure pussy? I'll tell that to the judge.
Don't worry about no judge. This here's gonna get us to Kansas City on time.
Well, how about jail? Did you know the office was right in front of us?
Go check the guard, okay? This ain't gonna take but a second.
Hold it right there, nigger.
Hey! How you doin', old dude? What's happenin'?
- Step away from the car. - I was listenin' to the engine. Sounds real good, man.
- Does it come with whitewalls? - Just move.
Okay, I'm gonna move now. You just take it easy.
I said move!
A pussy, huh? A pussy!
Can we go now?
I thought you was an amateur.
You're a real pro.
A real pro.
Man, that was beautiful. Ain't nobody gonna mess with you.
- Oh, yeah. - I mean it. You're a pretty bad old dude.
All I wanna do is get to Kansas City by the morning.
Don't worry about that. With this honey, we're gonna be in Kansas City.
You just get some sleep, 'cause we're on our way to Kansas City!
You thinking about her?
Yeah.
Crazy thing is I just met her two nights ago.
That's the way love is.
I always lose my memory when I fall in love.
Like you said, you know, we just get on the train, get her off...
tell the police, let them handle the rest of that stuff.
Yeah.
Yeah, but what?
I only hope she's still alive.
Arriving passenger Hall...
please report to the information desk in the north concourse.
Great! We've got 10 minutes! I'll get the tickets.
Just wait right here!
- You go get the tickets, and it's good-bye, 乔治. - What are you talking about?
That.
That's my driver's license picture. I hate that picture.
Yeah? Why don't you just shuffle right over there and tell them about it.
- Are they the police? - No, they're from Travelers Aid.
- How are we gonna get on the train? - That's a good question.
- I've still got the gun. I could start a diversion. - Yeah, blow your brains out.
Wait. I got an idea. You come with me.
How much you want for that radio?
- Thirty dollars. - We'll take it.
- Pay the man. - What?
Pay the man! That's a bad hat you got on.
- I'll give you five dollars for it. - It's yours.
- Thank you. Pay the man. - What?
Pay the man!
And another five for the shoe polish.
- What do we want with shoe polish? - Don't argue. Pay the man.
One, two, three, four. Forty dollars.
- Thank you very much. - Thank you.
- See anything else you want, just make me an offer. - No, thank you.
- Uh, how about a brush? - Nothing!
Can't win 'em all.
That is the stupidest idea I have ever heard.
You wanna save that girl's life? Then it's this or we're dead.
Now take off your jacket. Come on!
I can't pass for black!
Who're you tellin'? I didn't say I was gonna make you black.
I said I was gonna get you on the train.
We got to make them cops think you're black.
It'll never work. Never.
What, are you afraid it won't come off?
That's a good joke. That's humorous.
- Like that, huh? - May I speak?
- Yeah. - This is crazy! It'll never work!
- Don't you understand? - Are you kiddin'? Look at that.
AIJolson made a million bucks lookin' like that.
Now here, you try.
Don't worry about your eyes, 'cause you're gonna be wearin' these.
There you go.
That looks good. Get on top of your head.
Put on my jacket.
Then we'll slap this beanie on your head. There you go.
All right, ace or deuce? That's bad, man! You're lookin' good!
Now here, take this radio. When you step out of here, step out like King Shit.
You bad! Put that radio to your ear. That's gonna help cover your face.
Just move with the rhythm of the music. Move your body with the rhythm of the music.
That's all you gotta remember, okay? Let me see you try it.
Step to the music. Step to the music. Yeah.
Step to the music. Stop.
How come you whiteys got such a tight ass, man?
How are you gonna walk outta here with a tan face and that white walk?
Just get into the music. Come on, 乔治. Loosen up.
Listen to the beat. Let your feet move.
Now, do it! Can't you feel it?
The tempo's right here. Right in there. That's all you gotta do.
Yeah, now try it! Don't you feel it?
Yeah. Needs work, 乔治. Needs a lot of work.
You know that? Will you practice?
Man, you gotta practice, but let it be loose!
Listen to the music. Follow the beat. Hear?
- Feel it comin' up? Feel it? - I got it.
It's comin'? Yeah, that's it.
I'm gonna get the tickets. Okay? I'll be back.
Work on it. God, honkies!
Come on, man, get some jive goin'.
Be cool. Shake it, but don't break it.
That's it. Hey, man, how do I look?
You look sharp, mister. I feel sharp!
You hear? I feel like the sun around midnight.
You dig? Outta sight! Get down! Get down!
Feelin' good! Feelin' fine! Feelin' real fine!
That's it. Just loosen up those hips, sugar.
All you whiteys got a tight ass. Yeah, get that ass movin'.
Outta sight! I'm a macaroni! Get down! I'm the king!
Number one, baby.!
Um, um, I'm not...
Hey, you must be in pretty big trouble, fella.
But for God's sake, learn to keep time.
Ba ba ba, ba ba.
Shit, that's my man! That's my man!
I don't think we'll make it past the cops.
We'll make it past the cops. I just hope we don't see no Muslims.
- Who you lookin' for? - White guy.
Well, if I see any, I'll let you know.
Your attention, please.
The AMRoad train, the Silver Streak...
- departing for Chicago is now loading on track three. - This the Chicago train?
- First class. Yes, sir. - There will be no visitors permitted beyond the gates.
Attention, please.
Will Mr. Mitchell please report to the AMRoad office.
Board!
- She's gone. - Sure that's her compartment?
Yes, of course. Hey, wait a minute.
Where are my clothes? All my clothes are gone.
- You sure this is your compartment? - Of course I'm sure.
The police must have taken everything when they found Sweet's body.
We've gotta see if Hilly's still on the train.
How are we gonna do that and you can't leave this compartment?
Go down to the phony professor's room.
It's four cars back, room "C."
Ask him what happened to his secretary.
Give me the gun.
Now give me your wallet.
- What the... - I gotta get a disguise... a porter's uniform.
You know, these disguises are getting expensive.
Crime costs. Where's it at?
Four cars back, room "C." Stay out of trouble.
- Hilly, are you all right? - 乔治, watch it.! Don't come in here.
Are you all right?
That's what I was gonna ask you.
I'm sorry about your head. I never would have gone back to the compartment...
if I thought that you were gonna...
- The Rembrandt letters. - Devereau's got them.
He found them in your jacket.
I guess I blew it.
Poor 乔治.
I tried not to get you involved, but they came to me yesterday...
and they told me that they'd killed the professor...
and that unless I cooperated, they'd kill me too.
I thought that I'd go along with them and that then you'd get away.
I was really happy when you did, but I was afraid I'd never see you again.
乔治, I was so frightened.
So was I.
I was scared you wouldn't be here.
I missed you, Hilly.
You did? I missed you too.
- Geor... 乔治. - Hmm?
You've got shoe polish behind your ear.
I'll explain that to you later.
- Where are we? - Just passing the Illinois River Canal.
Well, how are you? I hope I didn't slug you too hard.
- Where's Devereau? - Isn't that perfect?
You want to see him, and he wants to see you.
Ladies first, hmm?
Come in.
Uh, please sit down. Make yourself comfortable.
Miss Burns, how are you?
Bring us some fresh coffee, toast and marmalade for our guests, would you?
- Yes, sir. - Right away.
I've just been looking over this correspondence you brought me...
and, uh, it's fascinating.
The professor was right. It's a remarkable find.
I'm almost tempted to destroy it...
but then on the other hand, I've always had a soft spot...
for things of beauty.
Particularly when they were genuine.
Whiney, would you put these in my safe, please?
I don't think they propose any further threat. Do you?
I hope you're not too disappointed if this doesn't work.
Oh, but on the contrary, I think it will.
This has been a very difficult project, and I have made an error or two.
One of them was bringing that man Reace out here. What happened to him?
- I shot him. - Good for you. He probably deserved it.
You did have him kill the professor, didn't you?
Oh, no. Oh, no. On the contrary.
He did that on his own. An unfortunate mistake.
I knew we couldn't kill the professor until we had the Rembrandt letters.
So I had to set up a scenario whereby the, uh, professor was kidnapped...
and an imposter impersonated him in order to discredit him.
We would have killed him anyway, but his escape attempt the other night upset the entire scheme.
Come in.
Excuse me, sir. It's all confirmed.
- The car will be waiting at Rockdale. - Good.
Oh, Mr. Caldwell, you do remember Johnson?
He played the part of the professor...
and would have done the same thing at Chicago, had it been necessary.
How long before we arrive at Rockdale?
- About an hour and a half, sir. - Thank you, Johnson.
Now all that remains is to clear up a couple of points.
Meaning the two of you.
So I've arranged a new scenario wherein you are responsible for the murder of the professor.
- Why would I kill the professor? - To get the Rembrandt letters.
He found out and you had to shoot him because he tried to blackmail you.
Which brings us more or less up to date.
Except that in about 45 minutes from now...
the professor's trusty secretary is going to quarrel...
with her partner/lover... and shoot him.
And he dies...
but not before shooting her.
Ah, enough of this talk of plots and scenarios.
Uh, join me in a cup of coffee, would you?
Coffee, mister?
- Thanks. - The professor's book is still gonna be published.
Oh, yes, indeed, my dear. But without the letters...
I'm afraid it will be regarded as the jottings of a revisionist crank.
An ex-crank, as a matter of fact.
The Silver Streak does have its drawbacks, but please try the marmalade.
- They do provide an excellent cuisine. - Oh, thank you, sir.
I'll tell the boys in the kitchen. We aims to please.
- Coffee, miss? - No, thanks.
He ain't bullshittin' about the cuisine.
- Steward? - Is that your lady, man? She's somethin' else.
- Steward! - Stand up, mama. Let me get a look at you.
- Steward.! - Mm, mm, mm! Have mercy!
Steward, you may go.
- Just a little more coffee? - No, thank you.
Half a cup? Oh, sorry, sir.
- Look what I've done. - You... Get out of...
- See what I've done... - You ignorant nigger!
Who you callin' nigger, huh? You don't know me well enough to call me no nigger!
I'll slap the taste out your mouth! You don't even know my name!
- I'll whoop your ass! - Who are you?
- I'm a thief. - It's all right, Hilly.
He's a friend of mine.
- Hello. - Hi.
- So this is Mr. Big. - That's the man.
You ain't sayin' shit now, Mr. Big.
I must admit that I'm slightly at a loss for words.
But on the other hand, I should warn you...
that you are a killer and you are wanted by the police in every state...
and I recommend that you, uh, be careful.
You're the killer who's wanted by the police in every state.
That man you had shot wasn't a vitamin salesman. He was a federal agent.
They've been after you for two years.
Ever since that plane crash in Cologne, Germany...
when you caused a hundred people to die...
just to cover up your link with the scandal at the Metropolitan Gallery.
So why don't we get them the proof that they wanted?
Let's go and get the Rembrandt letters.
Get up.
If you insist.
- Get up, Whiney! - Just do what he says.
Get the letters, Hilly.
Mr. Caldwell, I take it that you are a reasonable man...
and that, like all men, you place a reasonable value on your life.
- Are you trying to bribe me? - No. I'm merely pointing out that life is short...
and the smart man hedges his bets.
You can't protect bets. If there's one thing I have learned from this trip...
it's that you play the game and take what you get.
I found them!
Come here, Hilly.
Get the girl.!
What do you think this is? A western?
- What are you doing? - I'm trying to save our asses!
- I'm not jumping! - There's a bridge coming up. Get ready!
Goddamn it, I'm not jumping! I left this train twice already!
- Get ready.! - I'm not jumping!
Here it comes! Go!
Son of a bitch!
Shit!
Not again!
What are we gonna do now?
All right.! Hold it right there.!
Shit.
I just talked to Chaney. He'll have the helicopter ready in Rockdale.
- Just about five minutes from the station. - Mm-hmm.
We'll be there in 46 minutes.
Is there any way of stopping this train between here and there?
Aside from the engine, there's an emergency brake in each car.
Disconnect them.
Okay. All of them?
Yes, all of them. And take her with you.
Come on.
They're yours.
- You 乔治·考德维尔? - Will you please...
Would you just tell me... Goddamn it!
Would you please tell me what the hell we're doing here and what you want from me!
- You are 乔治·考德维尔? - Yes, I'm 乔治·考德维尔.
- I want some information from you, and fast. - I did not kill Sweet.
We know that. And if you weren't so dumb, you would've realized...
that we planted that news story for your own protection.
I've had men posted in every town since Dodge City trying to pick you up...
while you're gallivanting around the countryside wasting time.
I didn't know they were federal agents!
Well, let's see what you do know.
Here.
- How many men has Devereau got on the train? - Two.
- What's his plan after they get to Chicago? - He's not going to Chicago.
He's getting off at Rockdale.
I was afraid of that. Okay.
Matthews, over here!
We're gonna stop the train before Rockdale.
Closest is... the Harris Mill Junction.
Contact the railroad. Tell them to make out like it's a routine emergency inspection.
Have Bronsky bring his men up in choppers from the south.
Get all the passengers off the train, and I don't want any slip-ups.
We'll be there as soon as we can. Caldwell, you come with us.
Steward, what do you want to do?
This has been a nerve-shattering experience. I'd like to go home.
Take him anywhere he wants. Okay, men, grab your rifles. Let's move it.!
Caldwell, your shells.
Let's go.!
What does he think I'm gonna do with this?
Blow the tires out on the train.
Thanks for everything.
My pleasure.
Goddamn it.! Caldwell, get out here.!
If there's ever anything that you need...
don't call me.
Don't let 'em get you killed.
Take it easy, killer.
Stay loose.
Where'd you like to go, fella?
Well...
I left my Jag in Kansas City.
I don't know, Frank, but that's what they said.
Everybody off at the Harris Mill Junction.
Everybody off? Okay, I'll tell my crew.
Why are they stoppin' the train?
I don't know, sir. Tryin' to get some security check here.
That's the damnedest thing I ever heard!
- They want us to get off the train? - Yeah.
- Hey, there's the police! - Watch your step. Watch your step.
- Well, I'll be... - Come on, get back!
You guys are just totally uncontrollable. You know that?
- The police are here. - What?
The porters are askin' everyone to get off the train.
Are they?
Keep moving towards the clearing, please.
This is a routine investigation. None of you is in danger.
Please cooperate with us so we can complete our investigation quickly...
and get you back aboard and on your way.
Please keep moving...
Right this way, please.
Excuse me.
Yeah, excuse me.
Everybody off, please, Mr. Devereau.
- Yes. What's happening here, Conductor? - We're not sure.
We got a call from the police wanting everyone evacuated.
- Maybe it's a bomb scare. - A bomb scare? Then we'd better get off.
I certainly am.
Right this way, please.
Stay with her.
Cover us from the window. We're gonna start the engine and take this thing to Rockdale.
Hey, what are you doin'? Everybody's gone. What are you doin' with those rifles?
Yah!
You bastards!
Everyone's off, Chief, except our boy.
Hold it right there, Devereau!
- Shit! - Take it easy, killer.
What are you doing here?
What's going on? Who's in charge here?
Would you get down!
What did you come back here for?
Uh... I forgot your wallet.
Oh, some thief you are.
Is that your old lady Hilly?
Yeah.
Okay, follow me.
- Start the engine. - We can't do that.
You, move, start it.
Mr. Devereau. Mr. Devereau!
Aaah!
Guido, come with me!
Keep your foot on the pedal.
- Come on! - Where are we going?
We're getting off at the next stop.
- What are you doing? - This is combat.
Watch out for the engineer.
Sit!
- Are you all right? - Yes.
How about Grover?
Are you all right?
- Is it over? - Shit.!
Look out!
- You okay? - Yeah, I'm all right.
Just give me one more pass.
Just give me one clear shot.
- What happened? - Don't look. Don't look!
All right, get the Junction on the radio.
Tell them they've got a runaway train.
Hey, we're comin' into the station.
乔治, why didn't we stop? What's going on here?
I'm not sure, but I don't think that there's anyone in the engine.
- No driver? - That's right.
Oh, God! Whiney cut all the emergency cords.
What are we gonna do?
Well, we have to find some way to get to the engine.
- How? - The roof?
I think so. Come on!
- How's it going? - They don't believe us.
Look, the engineer is probably anxious to bring the train in on schedule.
This is Chief Donaldson. Who's this?
This is Jerry Jarvis. I'm the assistant controller.
Assistant? Get me your boss.
Uh, he's out to lunch, but I'm sure I can handle any problem you might have.
It's not my problem. You've got a dead engineer...
and a runaway train that's gonna hit Chicago in 15 minutes.
- What are you gonna do about it? - All right, I'll check with the signal towers.
But, uh, you see, it's impossible.
If the engineer is dead, who's driving the train?
- What's happening? - Hey, you all right?
- Listen, is there any way... - Holy moley! The killer!
- No, he's okay. - Listen to me.
Is there any way to get to the engine without going over the roof?
There ain't no way to get to the engine, period! Why are we goin' so fast?
Because there's no one driving this train.
- Impossible. It would stop. - Does this look as if we're stopping?
No, the hell it don't.! I better go pull the emergency cord.
- The emergency cords have been cut. - Damn hippies!
I received a report from the signal towers. They see no engineer in the cabin.
Great. Now you've got the facts. Throw one of those switches and have the train run off.
That's the problem. All the tracks are computer programmed.
Switching the Silver Streak would only cause a collision with another train.
Then what the hell are you gonna do? There are people riding on that train.
Oh, no. You see, the standard procedure...
in such an emergency would be to derail the train.
Derail it? In the middle of the yard?
Yes. Actually, I can't take that responsibility. Uh, I'd better get my boss.
You better do something, you idiot, because in 10 minutes...
you're gonna have 200 tons of locomotive smashing through Central Station...
on its way to Marshall Fields!
- Where are we going? - If you wanna stop this train, you got to follow me!
Hey, Jack, have you seen Benny?
Uh, yeah, yeah. I saw him in the coffee shop, Jerry.
Now what we have to do is uncouple the cars.
You gotta pull up that bar, turn it to the left.
When they pull apart, they will bust open the air pressure lines...
and the brakes will clamp on throughout the train, then you can jump on back.
- But that's dangerous.! - Impossible, man.
Grab hold of my belt.
- What are you gonna do? - Guess!
Have you seen Benny?
Well, if it isn't the little Caesar of the railroad.
- Have you seen Benny! - No. No! Try next door.
- What's the matter? - The Silver Streak is a runaway. What do we do?
Jesus! It's gonna be here in four minutes!
Your attention, please.
May I have your attention, please.
You are requested to walk to the nearest exit as quickly as possible.
Please do not run. Walk as quickly as possible to the nearest exit.
People waiting for the arrival of the Silver Streak...
on track five are requested to vacate that area immediately.
This is an emergency. Please continue to the nearest exit where a station security...
Exit as quickly as possible.
You must leave the building...
We did it! We made it! We made it, man! Whoo!
Holy shit!
Hello, Chicago! Hello!
Gotta drink to that!
Yeah!
I don't know about you, but next time I'm gonna take the bus.
Maybe I'm crazy, but it looks as if it's grinning.
Yeah, like the cat who swallowed the canary.
- Where's Grover? - I don't know.
Take it easy, killer. Stay loose!
- What's he doing? - He's crazy.
Crazy? He's got the right idea.
- Let's get outta here and go to a park. - A park?
Yeah. I want to lie back on the grass...
and have you teach me some more about gardening.