Breaker! Breaker! (1977) Movie Script
Thank you, Arney.
Thank you very much.
What a proud and
glorious day this is.
- You said it, Judge!
We the people,
who have labored so hard,
sacrificed so much,
- Amen.
and kept the faith so long...
have been granted a momentous goal.
- Right on!
No longer will we be regarded
by the philistinian masses
as common gypsies.
- No way!
- That's right, Judge!
The State of California,
In spite of its obstructions,
red tape and pigheadedness,
has granted us
a city charter!
Not long ago,
a young man walked among us.
His name was
Howard Trimmings.
Known affectionately
to all of us as "Tex."
- He was a good boy too.
He was my son!
Well, it came to me in a dream...
that this city should be
dedicated to him and to his name.
So, brothers and sisters,
sons and daughters,
- Come on, Tony, let's go.
I give you Texas City, California!
Long live Texas City!
B
Breaker 21
You got the highway fire
Son of a gun
Get your ears on and listen
To this trucker song
I'll never make Tucson
Highway aspirin's all gone
I said, all gone
Need a truck stop lady
Who's nice and sweet
Rub my spit back in my feet
She'll make me whistle
And sing in the sack
Keeps the lipstick
Off the dipstick
Now, that's a fact
I keep the shiny side up
And the rubber side down.
One California Rag Man.
Are we clear?
I read that, Rag Man.
I'm gettin' near
The short-short.
We're goin' this way.
We've already been that way.
We gone.
Breaker 2-1.
Go ahead, Breaker.
Do it to us.
This is J.D. Dawes,
Southbound on 99.
Any 18-wheelers with their ears on?
Come back.
By golly, J.D., it's a pleasure
to hear you're back in town.
You got the California Rag Man.
Hey, good buddy, I hear
work's pretty good up there in Alaska.
Can't say much for the work,
but the money's good.
Well, by golly, I'm rarin' to go!
Hey, Rag Man,
have you seen my brother Billy?
Uh, roger.
He's hangin' around
down at the cycle park.
You wanna try a few laps?
Welcome home, brother!
Good to see ya.
How you doin'?
Look like you've been
divin' for clams.
You wanna take a ride?
Uh, no, thanks.
I'll pass.
Putty putt putt.
What's that?
Putty putt putt putt.
Oh, yeah?
Watch it!
Uh, Rog is on now.
We got a copy on J.D.
J.D., if you're
copying the mail,
You have a fine stay
in town here,
And we hope
we can see you soon.
We gone.
Go and change your clothes.
Hey, Dotty!
Howdy, John David.
What happened?
He's paralyzed, J.D.
What happened, Dotty?
Got beat up by an animal
named Strode in Texas City.
Paralyzed his whole right side.
I've been driving Jack's rig
ever since he went into the hospital.
But now that he's home--
God. I never thought
I'd ever let a man see me cry.
That's all right.
I won't tell anybody.
Billy, this is your
first solo run,
And I know you don't like to be
lectured by your big brother,
But I want you to watch those guys
over at Shelly Foods.
Don't trust 'em, because
they'll overload the reefer.
You hear what I'm sayin'?
I hear ya.
I want you to weigh the load
before you put it on the road.
Okay?
I will!
What am I haulin', anyway?
TV dinners.
Yuck!
If it's from Shelly,
It's good for your belly.
It's good for your belly.
Yeah, I think I'll puke.
Good luck, partner.
See you tonight.
You bet.
This is the diesel dirt biker,
and I'm movin'!
This is the
diesel dirt biker...
Southbound on 99.
Any other 18-wheelers
out there comin' north?
You got the Red Dog.
Come back.
Thanks for the come back, Red Dog.
How do the chicken coops
look down there?
- Not too good.
State bears settin' up
portable scales.
Mercy, mercy.
I think I'm overweight.
You can take the 120 down the 5.
Probably get a clean run.
Thank you much, Red Dog.
I'm movin'.
10-4, good buddy.
When it comes to occupational
diseases, truckers get them all.
I was haulin' a barnyard
of pigs the other day,
And by the time I got home
I couldn't even smell my own feet.
I still can't smell!
- It ruined my nose.
- What do you know about a man named Strode?
You saw Jack.
Well, from what I hear,
he's a local smokey...
over at that old
bauxite ghost town.
They call it Texas City now.
Been tryin' to get tourists in there.
Set up just after you left,
all legal and proper.
You can't run a box lunch through that town
without givin' everybody a bite.
They chew you up,
turn you around, spit you out.
Don't you guys ever talk about
anything else but truckin'?
Well, yes, we do, but not
in the presence of a lady.
J.D., honey, what's a well-refined,
educated man like you...
Doin' associatin' with
this kind of riffraff?
I'm writing an article
about the lowlife on 99.
Be sure he spells
your name right, Pearl.
- I'll have the usual, Pearl.
- Same.
- Howdy, J.D.
- Hiya, Elroy.
There's this guy in the billiard room,
says he can beat you.
Tell him no, thanks.
I just got in.
But you're the champ.
Whatever gave you that idea?
He says he can put you down in ten seconds.
Hi, Elroy.
Howdy, Miss Pearl.
I bet him ten dollars he couldn't do it.
Here he comes.
Howdy, champ.
My name's Kaminski.
J.D. Dawes.
I'm gonna put you down, champ.
I really don't want to.
Especially for money.
- Shit.
- Why not?
I don't wanna
take your money.
If you don't fight,
I'm gonna tear your head off.
I really don't want
my head torn off.
Mind if I finish
my lunch first?
I don't wanna interrupt
your supper, Dawes.
When you're ready, I'll be
in the back room shootin' pool.
Damn, he's got a grip.
They call him the Polish Angel.
Did you see the arms on him?
That don't mean a damn thing,
does it, J.D.?
It's what's up here that counts.
I changed my mind.
He was a down-and-out.
The clothes he wore
were nearly rags.
He looked as though
he hadn't shaved in weeks,
And there was a smell
of alcohol on his breath.
That was pretty close.
Yeah.
It just had to be.
You got to detour.
What for?
We got a bad accident up ahead.
You have to go around.
Over here.
That looks like
a pretty bad road.
You think I can make it?
Well, I guess
you'll just have to,
unless you wanna go back.
Okay. Thanks.
Sure.
Come on, come on.
Come on!
Okay, okay, okay.
Now, gentlemen,
The bank is open.
Okay, let me have--
Let me get your action.
I want 20 on the trucker.
You got it.
How about another shot
of mud over here?
Don't let 'em
rattle you, honey.
I'm makin' so many mistakes.
Aw, truckers are pussycats.
They get rattled,
you just show 'em
them sad eyes of yours,
and they'll be
so ashamed of themselves
they'll tip you double.
Wait.
What kind of odds
are you givin' me?
Odds? Kiss my ass.
This ain't no racetrack.
I don't think
they like me.
Come on with that coffee!
Sit on it, Earl!
How many cups of coffee
do you want for your quarter?
The only thing
truckers are interested in...
Is how fast their trucks'll go
and how far
their C.B.s'll reach.
And your ass and my ass.
Where are they takin'
my rig?
Down to the impound.
Impound?
What for?
Don't wanna leave it
on the road.
Might get hijacked.
Oh, Jesus.
Well, look, that's
a perishable load.
Well, you better go tell 'em
to keep the cooler on.
Don't tell me
what I'd better do.
Now, sit down.
Good mornin', Judge.
Morning. Good morning,
Good morning, good morning.
Good morning,
Judge Trimmings.
Stand up, boy.
The municipal court
of Texas City is now in session.
The honorable Judge
Joshua G. Trimmings is presiding.
Officer Boles.
Are you Mr. Dawes?
Yes, sir.
Mr. Dawes, you're
charged with speeding,
failure to post
a shipper's name
in the proper place,
failure to keep a log,
driving an overweight truck...
and, uh, resisting arrest.
How do you plead?
Look, your-your honor,
this is all a pack of lies.
I was just driving down
Highway 120, and this guy
pulls out in front of me.
I almost jackknifed my rig,
and he tells me I have to
take this road into your town--
- Answer the judge!
- and I wasn't speeding!
The goddamn road's so bad,
you couldn't even--
-answer the judge!
- Order.
Go!
Come on, J.D.!
Put him down!
Come on, J.D.!
Come on!
Come on!
Come on, J.D.
Come on, J.D.!
A little bit harder, J.D.!
A little bit harder!
Interference!
Somebody pushed me!
Nobody pushed you!
Bullshit! His arm was down
before you bumped into her!
Look, sucker,
nobody pushed nobody!
He had a good three inches!
He was trying
to hypnotize me!
Let's do it again.
That's a lot of crap!
Watch out, J.D.!
Don't ever get me in a situation
like that again, Elroy.
Come on, Burton.
I need a ride.
This isn't a town!
It's a racket!
Mr. Dawes,
We have a fine community here.
It's a group of
hardworking people who have
a vision of the future.
However,
outsiders like yourself,
they often misinterpret
what they see.
They're sometimes even critical
of what they don't understand.
We work together here
for the common good,
and it is unfortunate that
my schedule does not give me...
the time to take you by the hand
and lead you among us--
to expose you to our many
industries and enterprises.
No, no, I find you without
a trace of contrition.
You're insulting
to this court, Mr. Dawes,
And you're insulting to
the police officers
attendant here.
It is the judgment
of this court that
you are guilty as charged.
- Wait a minute!
- $250 or 250 days!
You guys are crazy!
Please, pay the fine.
You won't get away with this.
Order.
You drunken son of a bitch!
You won't!
Order!
Order!
Stop him!
Stop him, I say!
Hold it, boy.
Just take it easy.
You gotta help me!
They're gonna kill me!
No place to run, boy.
You gotta help me!
Meditation is essential
to the martial arts training.
It is imperative
that you develop yourself,
not only physically but mentally
and spiritually as well.
To meditate, you must concentrate
on what we call the "Third eye,"
The center beginning
right here.
Close your eyes.
As you're focusing,
you'll notice...
that it will become
brighter and brighter.
Your total concentration
is on the third eye.
Hello.
Checked with the highway patrol.
There's no record
of any accident.
What do you think?
I talked to the scale master
at Salinas station.
Billy didn't show up.
He must've taken a side road
over to Highway 5.
Probably 120.
Uh-oh.
What?
Texas City,
they work the side roads.
If you go over there,
you better be careful.
They got their own kind of laws,
and then there's Strode.
He works the front,
and a goon named Boles
works the back.
Thanks, Burton.
Right.
I'll handle it.
Good luck.
Thanks.
Now, come on.
Come on.
Come on!
Come on!
Give it to me.
Whoo!
That turkey ain't gonna
come around here no more!
Come on.
We got work to do.
Just a gypsy wagon.
Charlie, wipe that or you'll
blow us out of here.
What if these people keep
comin' around the still?
What's gonna happen if--
Here.
What? Oh, shit.
I don't want this!
Why do I gotta taste--
All right, wait a second, huh?
That is terrible!
Will you come on!
How can we sell that?
Come on!
I'm not gonna sell that
to anybody.
You let him take every nickel
and you didn't say
a goddamn thing, Wesley!
We gotta get out of here.
There he is,
that son of a bitch.
If I were a man,
I'd kick your ass.
Where are you goin'?
To get another sucker?
I ought to kick your ass
all the way back to 120.
You're not gonna let him
talk to me like that,
are you, Wesley?
No. Now, wait,
Officer--
Wesley?
Are you a mechanic?
Well, my radiator's shot.
I need a new one.
Uh, m-m-m-m--
I don't know.
My-my brother Wade will
be back, uh, pretty soon.
Uh, he could fix anything.
Do you sell new radiators?
Uh-uh.
But you-you-you can get 'em
down at the wrecking yard.
When your brother gets back,
tell him to get started
right away, okay?
Uh-huh.
Uh, where's
the police department?
D-down there.
Let me show you.
Like that.
Okay?
Arney, what'd he want?
He-he thought
I was the mechanic.
What did he want, Arney?
Well, um,
His-his-his radiator broke,
And-and-and he's goin' down
to George's to get a new one.
I told you not to let
anybody see them tires.
Hi.
Sergeant Strode
and deputy Boles
is on patrol.
Who's in authority
when they're out?
Judge Trimmings
is in authority...
when they're gone
and when they're here.
Where can I find him?
- In the bar across the street.
Okay, thank you.
Oh, yes. Oh, yes.
No, no, no, not me.
Not me. Not me.
No, you.
You tell her
what you think of her,
and you tell her
what you wanna do to her.
I'm looking for
Judge Trimmings.
Go on! Go on!
I'd like to do to her--
No, not me.
No, no, no, no.
You have to tell her
what you want to do.
I want to lodge a complaint.
A complaint.
Ah, a complaint.
Ah.
The greatest complaint
of all, hmm?
It is the usual fortune
of complaint...
to excite contempt
more than pity.
Am I wastin' my time?
Time, time, time.
The tooth that gnaws away
at everything,
But is powerless
in the face of truth!
Ah! But soft.
What light through
yonder window breaks?
Ah, it is the east,
and Juliet...
is the sun.
I want you to find out...
who he is.
Hey, blondie.
Heard you was comin'.
There it is:
'74, all rebuilt.
You call that rebuilt?
Let's see, with tax,
that comes to $64.02.
For that price,
I could buy a new one.
Help yourself, mister.
There's a big world out there.
My van's at the gas station.
Say, uh, I--
By the way,
you didn't happen to see...
A blue and white KW
in town yesterday, did you?
Nope, can't say I did.
Did you lose one?
Hey, don't forget
your radiator.
For that price, deliver it.
Hey, I'm a busy man.
I got a 'dozer to fix,
compressor to repair.
The judge wants me
to do all this work.
Do it.
All right, I'll do it.
Wasn't that kid named Dawes?
Same address too.
Did you see
this van come in?
It came in
through the canyon.
Um, I-I-I got your radiator.
Oh, very good.
My-my-my brother, Wade,
can fix it.
He can fix anything.
Um, do you--
Do you like my trike?
It's very nice.
My-my brother Wade,
h-h-h-he give it to me
for my birthday.
I had a brother,
but I lost him.
Lost?
Um--
What's wrong?
My-my brother Wade,
Sometimes he-he tells me
to get lost...
Somewhere far away...
in the dark.
In the dark.
Okay, okay, that's all right.
It's okay.
Do you know where
my brother is, Arney?
Um, I, uh--
Tend to business, Arney.
Huh?
I said, get goin'!
Um, okay.
I-I gotta tend to business.
Bye.
Now, you take that piece...
With that piece.
That piece.
And now,
you move that there,
And you say "Check."
Check.
You know that stranger
you wanted to know about?
Yeah.
His name's Dawes.
Me and Boles checked out
his registration.
He's got the same address
as that kid.
Dawes. Uh-huh.
Get him.
What charge?
Willfully evading
a speed trap.
Bye-bye.
- Hi.
- Hi.
Coffee?
Please.
- Art deco.
- Hmm? Oh.
That's the wrong menu.
What's the difference?
The prices are higher
for out-of-towners.
This wouldn't be
a Trimmings enterprise,
would it?
I'll have a doughnut.
Do they charge extra
for the cream?
That's one
they never thought of.
You better watch
your step, Arlene.
Thank you.
Can I use your phone?
Yeah, sure, it's back--
It's out of order.
This town's out of order.
Hey, boy.
Come here.
Come here.
We're gonna kick your butt
all the way back
to Highway 99, boy.
Show him what I mean,
Boles.
Get up, boy.
We ain't through with you yet.
Oh, yes, you are.
Did Arney get that copper
tubing up to the still?
No, he forgot
all about it.
You mean it ain't up there yet?
No, he's stupid, man.
He can't remember nothin'.
I told him three times yesterday.
Well, he's a stupid moron.
He's a little bit
touched up there.
Damn stupid retard.
Boys.
Wade.
Howdy, cousin.
I don't ever want to hear
you talk that way
about my brother.
Yeah, right.
Are you still lookin'
for a phone?
I've given up on that.
Get in.
You can use mine.
Hello.
Have you heard anything?
Nothin'.
What's goin' on over there?
I checked the jail.
He's not there.
What'd the police
have to say?
I haven't exactly
talked to them.
There's something more
going on here
than a speed trap, though.
Hmm. Well,
by the way, J.D.,
The C.B.'s buzzin'
up and down the coast.
Every trucker in California's
lookin' for Billy.
Thanks, Burton.
I'll call ya tomorrow.
You haven't eaten
your sandwich. Eat!
Thank you.
I'm not very hungry.
Oh.
Bad news?
Something to do
with Texas City?
I don't know.
We don't have any ties here.
You tell me,
and I'll tell you.
Okay.
It's a start.
I never had a family.
I was brought up
by my mother's sister.
At Christmas, all my friends
would get together
with their families.
I've heard these words
Once before
In another time and place
And I didn't stop
To listen then
Now I don't have
The time to waste
I can hear you, girl
I can hear you, girl
What happened to Billy?
I don't know.
And there are signs of
impatience and discontent...
And greed among ourselves
that can only be disruptive.
Come to me.
You have questions,
come to me.
Now, remember, I shall
pass this way but once,
and therefore any good
that I can do or any
kindness that I can show,
let me do it now.
- Hallelujah.
- Amen.
George?
All right.
All right.
Well, uh,
including the last, uh,
Shh, shh.
bunch of junkers
we, uh, acquired,
I, uh,
We'll have 20 tons
by the end of the month.
But the figures depend on
the latest wholesale prices.
Okay!
All right, thanks.
Hey, George!
All right, Wilfred?
Wilfred?
I believe you have
something positive to say.
Well, everything's
working out pretty good.
We had some problems
with the boiler, but, uh,
we're gettin' out about
50 gallons of moon a day.
Now, I figure we can double that
and maybe better...
by the, uh, time the still's
in full operation.
Now, we haven't had any trouble
with the revenue people
or any outside interference,
so I think we're in
real good shape.
All right.
All right, all right.
Well, I know
what you think
you've heard, boy,
But there's a whole room
of people here who'll deny it.
I don't give a damn
about your moonshine,
your rip-offs or any other
part of this town.
All I wanna know is
where my brother is.
Your brother?
Who's your brother?
Yeah, who's your brother?
He came into
Texas City yesterday,
and hasn't been seen since.
Maybe we oughta step over
to the police department.
I'm not goin' anywhere until
I find out where my brother is.
Wilfred.
Where force is necessary,
there it shall be applied...
boldly, decisively
and completely.
You're right about that, Judge.
Get him!
Get him!
That was very good.
I mean, that was
really imaginative.
Strode!
Strode!
Strode!
I got him! I got him!
Get back you fucker!
We got him now, boys!
We got him now!
I'm gonna get you, boy.
I'm gonna stick ya.
I'm gonna stick ya.
Oh, shit!
You won't believe
what this dude did.
Slow it down!
I don't know what you're--
Oooh!
Jesus!
Bye!
Bye!
Watch out, Boles!
Watch out!
I'll get my car!
We'll head him off
up there on the hill!
You've got him!
Now, stay on him!
Stay on him!
You've got him, dumbshit!
Stay on him!
We'll cut him off!
I can't even see!
Well, open your eyes!
Go after him!
Watch it! Get him!
Goddamn son of a--
Lousy, no-good,
lousy son of a no-good--
Shit! Shit! Shit!
I heard there was
a madman loose in town.
He got away.
They'll see your van out there.
you better put it in the back.
Well, I can't depend
on anyone.
I'm gettin' sick and tired
of your lies and alibis.
Had you been doin' your job
in the first place,
he wouldn't even be
in this town.
But, Judge, he--
Wait a minute.
I told you to arrest him.
Now, where were ya?
What were you doin'?
The guy's a bad dude.
He's punched out
half the town already.
He was unarmed, Strode.
Well, Arney gave him the keys.
- I don't wanna hear that!
- Good evening, gentlemen.
Good evening, Mrs. Trimmings.
Joshua, let these men go home
to their wives and children.
- It's time for bed.
- In a moment, darling.
If he comes back
into my town again,
you kill him.
Billy!
Shh.
It's all right.
It's all right.
Breakfast in a minute.
Are you and J.D.
gonna get married?
Aw, Jesus, Tony.
Well, you slept
in his van last night.
I didn't sleep in his van.
We just talked a while.
Hey, Strode, do you copy?
Strode! Come in, Strode!
Wilfred, he's gone 10-100.
What do you want?
I found that van
he was lookin' for.
Yeah? So what?
Whoo-wee!
Looks like my cousin Arlene's
found herself a boyfriend.
Oh, yeah?
What does that mean?
It's parked in her backyard.
Looks like it's
been there all night.
Judge ain't gonna like that.
Hey, Strode!
Strode, come here!
Be careful, honey.
It's hot.
I hope this breakfast tastes
better than the one yesterday.
If it's from Shelly,
It's good for your belly.
It's good for your belly.
I know it's not that good,
but he loves these things.
Where did you get this?
Uncle Arney brought a
stack of 'em over yesterday.
Where are you going?
There's only one place
they could hide Billy's rig.
J.D., don't go.
John David, don't go!
Those people are capable
of anything.
Get your things together.
I'll come back for you and Tony.
All right, go ahead, Arney.
How's that, George?
H-howdy, Wilfred!
George!
What do you want?
Dawes!
He's in the yard!
Dawes is in the yard!
George! He's over there
by the Pontiac!
Where's my brother?
I don't know.
Keep your mouth shut, George!
- Where's my brother, George?
- Don't tell him anything!
Where's my brother?
I don't know!
- You son of a bitch!
- Where is he?
Tell me!
No-no-- no more!
Where is he?
No! No!
Billy! No!
Turn it on, Arney!
- Huh? Uh--
- Turn it on, Arney!
- No!
- Turn it on!
George, I--
No, don't! I can't--
George!
Aah!
Strode! Come in, Strode!
Damn it! Come in!
Hard as a horse shit,
we used to say.
You say he slept
in that van?
Did you sleep in it? Huh?
You bet?
Did your mother sleep in it?
Did your mama sleep
in that van?
Now, wait a minute.
You're not gonna make
my house into a courtroom.
Why, this house belongs
to the Trimmings family.
That's a goddamn lie.
Howard put every dollar
he had into this place.
The only money your daddy had
was the money I loaned him.
- I got papers to prove that.
- Howard wouldn't borrow from you.
He knew you too well.
- That is the vilest thing
anybody ever said to me.
- I can do better than that.
- Your daddy and I had a love--
- He hated your guts!
He turned that hate
on himself.
Because of you, he's dead.
You destroyed him because
you couldn't corrupt him!
You and your
incessant complaints
and constant demands...
caused him
to leave this house.
You answer me, boy.
Did your mama sleep
in that van last night?
- Did she, boy?
- Get out of my house!
Take him outside.
You--
What are you doing?
Sit down!
- No!
- Wh-- Tony!
I'm only looking out
for my grandson.
- Let go of me!
- Now, Tony,
You're gonna come live
with Luana and me.
When you're older,
you'll understand.
- Ow!
- Run!
- Catch him!
Catch him!
Okay, relax, sweet baby.
I'm gonna put it
back on.
- Where's Judge Trimmings?
- None of your business.
Operator.
Highway patrol, please.
Hello?
Hello?
Don't move.
Not a hair.
Daddy's here.
Tony!
Hold it, Tony!
I ain't gonna hurt ya.
Tony! Hold it!
Little brat.
None of your fancy tricks.
Get him!
You're a real ass-kicker,
ain't you?
I ought to put a bullet
through his hand, through
his stomach, through his brain.
W-w-w-what did he do?
He killed
your cousin George.
N-n-n-no.
Get in there,
city boy!
Come on! Come on!
Move over! Come on!
Wade, get him on in.
Come on!
Watch yourself, boy.
Get in there!
Go ahead.
Our best room.
Hey, Strode.
Come in, Strode!
Where the hell
are you? Strode!
Where the hell
is Strode?
He's wasting his time.
Tony knows a hundred
places to hide.
He's talkin'
on the radio, Judge.
Where ya been? We got Dawes
down here at the jail.
Okay, Wilfred,
We'll be right there.
Shit.
Where the hell
is my grandson?
I couldn't find him.
They got Dawes
over in the jail.
You're an asshole, Strode.
Gonna let--
Can't even catch
a child.
You stay with her
in case she gets
any heroic notions.
You take me to the jail.
Just get
in the goddamn car!
What are you going to do?
You're a filthy,
rotten animal!
If anything happens
to J.D., I'll see you
rot in prison!
Take that slut
away from me!
I--
I better get lost.
You killed my son!
You killed my George!
Hey, Strode.
How's it doin'?
You killed
a Trimmings, son?
I'm talkin'
to you, Dawes.
You have insinuated yourself
upon this community, Mr. Dawes.
You've intimidated
peace-loving citizens with
your vilest of accusations.
You have exploited
the reputation of a
naive young woman...
in an attempt
to support your
paranoid assumptions.
The people of Texas City
have suffered a great deal
at your hands, Mr. Dawes.
And now, murder?
Are you listening
to me, Mr. Dawes?
Yes, of course
you're listening to me.
As magistrate
of Texas City,
it's my sworn duty
to uphold justice
and administer justice...
according to the laws
of this community.
I have examined
the case against you,
Mr. Dawes,
and I find you guilty of murder.
I sentence you to death.
You're listening to me.
Take me home.
As soon as it quiets down,
take him out and shoot him.
Son of a bitch.
Yeah, it's pretty quiet right now.
Not too bad.
Might get worse later on tonight.
Hello? Hello.
Is somebody out there?
This is Arlene Trimmings
in Texas City.
They've got a trucker named
J.D. Dawes in their jail.
Please, you've gotta help him!
They're gonna kill him!
Ten-four, sweet thing.
I read ya.
How about it?
We got any 18-wheelers
with ears on?
I'll run with ya, Wagonmaster,
if somebody's gonna back us up.
Any of you gear jammers wanna
kick some ass and take things later?
Wooo-eee! Rogers on that.
You can count on me, Mudslapper.
- Roger. I'm movin'.
- Affirmative.
I want that chicken-chokin'
Strode all to myself.
First come, first serve,
ol' buddy.
Oh, Tony. Tony.
Hey, Mudslapper, make a little
room for that K.W. over there.
She's burnin' up back there.
Northbound guys are gonna
jam us on the turnout.
Wagonmaster,
I'm gonna do a flip-flop.
Be right there.
Wilfred, do you hear that?
What?
I don't know.
It sounds like thunder.
Come on.
I don't like it!
Wade! Come in, Wade!
Have we got a convoy!
Woo-eee! I'm gone!
Hey, Strode! You down there?
I got ya, Wilfred.
What the hell
is goin' on?
I gotta set up
a roadblock on 120.
There's a whole shitload
of trucks headed for town.
You got somethin' to do.
Get goin'.
Oh, hot damn! Smokey's got
the road blocked up ahead.
It's time for some
serious truckin', fellas.
Hold it!
You're all under arrest!
Take a big 10-100, Strode!
Good grief!
Did I do that?
Ohhhh!
Holy shit!
Don't get any ideas, Dawes.
Out through the back.
Holy Jesus Christ!
That's it. Just walk
real nice and slow.
Get out!
Get outta here!
Hey, Flapper,
J.D. ain't in jail.
We'll find him
if we have to tear down
the whole goddamn town.
Stop right there.
Wade! Wade!
Arney, get lost.
The t-t-truckers.
The tru--
I told you
to get outta here.
Wade, you can't--
Let go, Arney.
Let go of the gun.
Arney!
Arney!
I'm, uh-- um-um-
Um-um-um-um-um,
Mad at you, Wade.
Wade, I-I-I--
It's gettin' dark, Wade.
Your brother...
is in the barn.
So long, kid.
It's all right.
You can go home now.
Let's go. Get up.
Let's go.
Let's go. Get up.
Let's go. Come on.
Get up.
Billy. Billy.
Are you okay?
What took you so long?
I'll be--
I'll be right back.
What you say, boys?
It's time we waste this town.
Woooo-eeeee!
I ain't had this much fun
since I broke my shoulder.
What do you know?
A drive-through gas station.
Eighty-five cents a gallon!
Any of you throttle jockeys
got a 10-20 on the Judge's house?
Affirmative, Wagonmaster.
He's about two miles
outta town.
Well, I got the front door.
Follow me!
What's that noise, Joshua?
Drink, trucker?
Dawes!
You son of a bitch!
What a proud
and glorious day this is.
We, the people,
who have labored so hard,
sacrificed so much...
and kept the faith
so long, have been granted
a momentous goal.
The State of California
has granted us
a city charter!
Brothers and sisters,
sons and daughters,
I give you
Texas City, California!
Breaker, Breaker!
Go ahead, Breaker!
Well, by golly,
you snuff skeeters,
That's one rat hole
speed trap we can scratch.
Rogers on that.
We should make this an annual event and sell tickets.
I know one thing for sure:
You screw with the bull, ya get the horns.
That's a big 10-4.
Well, how 'bout it, Pappy Parker?
You got your red duty on one?
Roger, dodger,
I'm at ya, you ol' codger.
Where you headin' for now?
Uh, I think I'll
back it on out and head
for the home 2-0...
for a snifter
of Colorado kool-aid...
and a small chunk
of that Mississippi mama.
4-roger-4,
Sounds like a winner to me.
I think I'll do the same.
Seventy-third, and catch ya
around the compost.
10-4 on that.
We're takin' a 2-3 shut-up.
So all you guys out there,
may the good lord take
a likin' to ya.
An angel right at your
right shoulder at all times.
Seven-thirds,
eighty-eights
to the pretty ones...
and forty-fours
to the rug rats.
One Wagonmaster,
kilo yankee whiskey, 3-2-7-3.
A 10-100 station
of the nation whiskey tango
number eight. We're clear.
Thank you very much.
What a proud and
glorious day this is.
- You said it, Judge!
We the people,
who have labored so hard,
sacrificed so much,
- Amen.
and kept the faith so long...
have been granted a momentous goal.
- Right on!
No longer will we be regarded
by the philistinian masses
as common gypsies.
- No way!
- That's right, Judge!
The State of California,
In spite of its obstructions,
red tape and pigheadedness,
has granted us
a city charter!
Not long ago,
a young man walked among us.
His name was
Howard Trimmings.
Known affectionately
to all of us as "Tex."
- He was a good boy too.
He was my son!
Well, it came to me in a dream...
that this city should be
dedicated to him and to his name.
So, brothers and sisters,
sons and daughters,
- Come on, Tony, let's go.
I give you Texas City, California!
Long live Texas City!
B
Breaker 21
You got the highway fire
Son of a gun
Get your ears on and listen
To this trucker song
I'll never make Tucson
Highway aspirin's all gone
I said, all gone
Need a truck stop lady
Who's nice and sweet
Rub my spit back in my feet
She'll make me whistle
And sing in the sack
Keeps the lipstick
Off the dipstick
Now, that's a fact
I keep the shiny side up
And the rubber side down.
One California Rag Man.
Are we clear?
I read that, Rag Man.
I'm gettin' near
The short-short.
We're goin' this way.
We've already been that way.
We gone.
Breaker 2-1.
Go ahead, Breaker.
Do it to us.
This is J.D. Dawes,
Southbound on 99.
Any 18-wheelers with their ears on?
Come back.
By golly, J.D., it's a pleasure
to hear you're back in town.
You got the California Rag Man.
Hey, good buddy, I hear
work's pretty good up there in Alaska.
Can't say much for the work,
but the money's good.
Well, by golly, I'm rarin' to go!
Hey, Rag Man,
have you seen my brother Billy?
Uh, roger.
He's hangin' around
down at the cycle park.
You wanna try a few laps?
Welcome home, brother!
Good to see ya.
How you doin'?
Look like you've been
divin' for clams.
You wanna take a ride?
Uh, no, thanks.
I'll pass.
Putty putt putt.
What's that?
Putty putt putt putt.
Oh, yeah?
Watch it!
Uh, Rog is on now.
We got a copy on J.D.
J.D., if you're
copying the mail,
You have a fine stay
in town here,
And we hope
we can see you soon.
We gone.
Go and change your clothes.
Hey, Dotty!
Howdy, John David.
What happened?
He's paralyzed, J.D.
What happened, Dotty?
Got beat up by an animal
named Strode in Texas City.
Paralyzed his whole right side.
I've been driving Jack's rig
ever since he went into the hospital.
But now that he's home--
God. I never thought
I'd ever let a man see me cry.
That's all right.
I won't tell anybody.
Billy, this is your
first solo run,
And I know you don't like to be
lectured by your big brother,
But I want you to watch those guys
over at Shelly Foods.
Don't trust 'em, because
they'll overload the reefer.
You hear what I'm sayin'?
I hear ya.
I want you to weigh the load
before you put it on the road.
Okay?
I will!
What am I haulin', anyway?
TV dinners.
Yuck!
If it's from Shelly,
It's good for your belly.
It's good for your belly.
Yeah, I think I'll puke.
Good luck, partner.
See you tonight.
You bet.
This is the diesel dirt biker,
and I'm movin'!
This is the
diesel dirt biker...
Southbound on 99.
Any other 18-wheelers
out there comin' north?
You got the Red Dog.
Come back.
Thanks for the come back, Red Dog.
How do the chicken coops
look down there?
- Not too good.
State bears settin' up
portable scales.
Mercy, mercy.
I think I'm overweight.
You can take the 120 down the 5.
Probably get a clean run.
Thank you much, Red Dog.
I'm movin'.
10-4, good buddy.
When it comes to occupational
diseases, truckers get them all.
I was haulin' a barnyard
of pigs the other day,
And by the time I got home
I couldn't even smell my own feet.
I still can't smell!
- It ruined my nose.
- What do you know about a man named Strode?
You saw Jack.
Well, from what I hear,
he's a local smokey...
over at that old
bauxite ghost town.
They call it Texas City now.
Been tryin' to get tourists in there.
Set up just after you left,
all legal and proper.
You can't run a box lunch through that town
without givin' everybody a bite.
They chew you up,
turn you around, spit you out.
Don't you guys ever talk about
anything else but truckin'?
Well, yes, we do, but not
in the presence of a lady.
J.D., honey, what's a well-refined,
educated man like you...
Doin' associatin' with
this kind of riffraff?
I'm writing an article
about the lowlife on 99.
Be sure he spells
your name right, Pearl.
- I'll have the usual, Pearl.
- Same.
- Howdy, J.D.
- Hiya, Elroy.
There's this guy in the billiard room,
says he can beat you.
Tell him no, thanks.
I just got in.
But you're the champ.
Whatever gave you that idea?
He says he can put you down in ten seconds.
Hi, Elroy.
Howdy, Miss Pearl.
I bet him ten dollars he couldn't do it.
Here he comes.
Howdy, champ.
My name's Kaminski.
J.D. Dawes.
I'm gonna put you down, champ.
I really don't want to.
Especially for money.
- Shit.
- Why not?
I don't wanna
take your money.
If you don't fight,
I'm gonna tear your head off.
I really don't want
my head torn off.
Mind if I finish
my lunch first?
I don't wanna interrupt
your supper, Dawes.
When you're ready, I'll be
in the back room shootin' pool.
Damn, he's got a grip.
They call him the Polish Angel.
Did you see the arms on him?
That don't mean a damn thing,
does it, J.D.?
It's what's up here that counts.
I changed my mind.
He was a down-and-out.
The clothes he wore
were nearly rags.
He looked as though
he hadn't shaved in weeks,
And there was a smell
of alcohol on his breath.
That was pretty close.
Yeah.
It just had to be.
You got to detour.
What for?
We got a bad accident up ahead.
You have to go around.
Over here.
That looks like
a pretty bad road.
You think I can make it?
Well, I guess
you'll just have to,
unless you wanna go back.
Okay. Thanks.
Sure.
Come on, come on.
Come on!
Okay, okay, okay.
Now, gentlemen,
The bank is open.
Okay, let me have--
Let me get your action.
I want 20 on the trucker.
You got it.
How about another shot
of mud over here?
Don't let 'em
rattle you, honey.
I'm makin' so many mistakes.
Aw, truckers are pussycats.
They get rattled,
you just show 'em
them sad eyes of yours,
and they'll be
so ashamed of themselves
they'll tip you double.
Wait.
What kind of odds
are you givin' me?
Odds? Kiss my ass.
This ain't no racetrack.
I don't think
they like me.
Come on with that coffee!
Sit on it, Earl!
How many cups of coffee
do you want for your quarter?
The only thing
truckers are interested in...
Is how fast their trucks'll go
and how far
their C.B.s'll reach.
And your ass and my ass.
Where are they takin'
my rig?
Down to the impound.
Impound?
What for?
Don't wanna leave it
on the road.
Might get hijacked.
Oh, Jesus.
Well, look, that's
a perishable load.
Well, you better go tell 'em
to keep the cooler on.
Don't tell me
what I'd better do.
Now, sit down.
Good mornin', Judge.
Morning. Good morning,
Good morning, good morning.
Good morning,
Judge Trimmings.
Stand up, boy.
The municipal court
of Texas City is now in session.
The honorable Judge
Joshua G. Trimmings is presiding.
Officer Boles.
Are you Mr. Dawes?
Yes, sir.
Mr. Dawes, you're
charged with speeding,
failure to post
a shipper's name
in the proper place,
failure to keep a log,
driving an overweight truck...
and, uh, resisting arrest.
How do you plead?
Look, your-your honor,
this is all a pack of lies.
I was just driving down
Highway 120, and this guy
pulls out in front of me.
I almost jackknifed my rig,
and he tells me I have to
take this road into your town--
- Answer the judge!
- and I wasn't speeding!
The goddamn road's so bad,
you couldn't even--
-answer the judge!
- Order.
Go!
Come on, J.D.!
Put him down!
Come on, J.D.!
Come on!
Come on!
Come on, J.D.
Come on, J.D.!
A little bit harder, J.D.!
A little bit harder!
Interference!
Somebody pushed me!
Nobody pushed you!
Bullshit! His arm was down
before you bumped into her!
Look, sucker,
nobody pushed nobody!
He had a good three inches!
He was trying
to hypnotize me!
Let's do it again.
That's a lot of crap!
Watch out, J.D.!
Don't ever get me in a situation
like that again, Elroy.
Come on, Burton.
I need a ride.
This isn't a town!
It's a racket!
Mr. Dawes,
We have a fine community here.
It's a group of
hardworking people who have
a vision of the future.
However,
outsiders like yourself,
they often misinterpret
what they see.
They're sometimes even critical
of what they don't understand.
We work together here
for the common good,
and it is unfortunate that
my schedule does not give me...
the time to take you by the hand
and lead you among us--
to expose you to our many
industries and enterprises.
No, no, I find you without
a trace of contrition.
You're insulting
to this court, Mr. Dawes,
And you're insulting to
the police officers
attendant here.
It is the judgment
of this court that
you are guilty as charged.
- Wait a minute!
- $250 or 250 days!
You guys are crazy!
Please, pay the fine.
You won't get away with this.
Order.
You drunken son of a bitch!
You won't!
Order!
Order!
Stop him!
Stop him, I say!
Hold it, boy.
Just take it easy.
You gotta help me!
They're gonna kill me!
No place to run, boy.
You gotta help me!
Meditation is essential
to the martial arts training.
It is imperative
that you develop yourself,
not only physically but mentally
and spiritually as well.
To meditate, you must concentrate
on what we call the "Third eye,"
The center beginning
right here.
Close your eyes.
As you're focusing,
you'll notice...
that it will become
brighter and brighter.
Your total concentration
is on the third eye.
Hello.
Checked with the highway patrol.
There's no record
of any accident.
What do you think?
I talked to the scale master
at Salinas station.
Billy didn't show up.
He must've taken a side road
over to Highway 5.
Probably 120.
Uh-oh.
What?
Texas City,
they work the side roads.
If you go over there,
you better be careful.
They got their own kind of laws,
and then there's Strode.
He works the front,
and a goon named Boles
works the back.
Thanks, Burton.
Right.
I'll handle it.
Good luck.
Thanks.
Now, come on.
Come on.
Come on!
Come on!
Give it to me.
Whoo!
That turkey ain't gonna
come around here no more!
Come on.
We got work to do.
Just a gypsy wagon.
Charlie, wipe that or you'll
blow us out of here.
What if these people keep
comin' around the still?
What's gonna happen if--
Here.
What? Oh, shit.
I don't want this!
Why do I gotta taste--
All right, wait a second, huh?
That is terrible!
Will you come on!
How can we sell that?
Come on!
I'm not gonna sell that
to anybody.
You let him take every nickel
and you didn't say
a goddamn thing, Wesley!
We gotta get out of here.
There he is,
that son of a bitch.
If I were a man,
I'd kick your ass.
Where are you goin'?
To get another sucker?
I ought to kick your ass
all the way back to 120.
You're not gonna let him
talk to me like that,
are you, Wesley?
No. Now, wait,
Officer--
Wesley?
Are you a mechanic?
Well, my radiator's shot.
I need a new one.
Uh, m-m-m-m--
I don't know.
My-my brother Wade will
be back, uh, pretty soon.
Uh, he could fix anything.
Do you sell new radiators?
Uh-uh.
But you-you-you can get 'em
down at the wrecking yard.
When your brother gets back,
tell him to get started
right away, okay?
Uh-huh.
Uh, where's
the police department?
D-down there.
Let me show you.
Like that.
Okay?
Arney, what'd he want?
He-he thought
I was the mechanic.
What did he want, Arney?
Well, um,
His-his-his radiator broke,
And-and-and he's goin' down
to George's to get a new one.
I told you not to let
anybody see them tires.
Hi.
Sergeant Strode
and deputy Boles
is on patrol.
Who's in authority
when they're out?
Judge Trimmings
is in authority...
when they're gone
and when they're here.
Where can I find him?
- In the bar across the street.
Okay, thank you.
Oh, yes. Oh, yes.
No, no, no, not me.
Not me. Not me.
No, you.
You tell her
what you think of her,
and you tell her
what you wanna do to her.
I'm looking for
Judge Trimmings.
Go on! Go on!
I'd like to do to her--
No, not me.
No, no, no, no.
You have to tell her
what you want to do.
I want to lodge a complaint.
A complaint.
Ah, a complaint.
Ah.
The greatest complaint
of all, hmm?
It is the usual fortune
of complaint...
to excite contempt
more than pity.
Am I wastin' my time?
Time, time, time.
The tooth that gnaws away
at everything,
But is powerless
in the face of truth!
Ah! But soft.
What light through
yonder window breaks?
Ah, it is the east,
and Juliet...
is the sun.
I want you to find out...
who he is.
Hey, blondie.
Heard you was comin'.
There it is:
'74, all rebuilt.
You call that rebuilt?
Let's see, with tax,
that comes to $64.02.
For that price,
I could buy a new one.
Help yourself, mister.
There's a big world out there.
My van's at the gas station.
Say, uh, I--
By the way,
you didn't happen to see...
A blue and white KW
in town yesterday, did you?
Nope, can't say I did.
Did you lose one?
Hey, don't forget
your radiator.
For that price, deliver it.
Hey, I'm a busy man.
I got a 'dozer to fix,
compressor to repair.
The judge wants me
to do all this work.
Do it.
All right, I'll do it.
Wasn't that kid named Dawes?
Same address too.
Did you see
this van come in?
It came in
through the canyon.
Um, I-I-I got your radiator.
Oh, very good.
My-my-my brother, Wade,
can fix it.
He can fix anything.
Um, do you--
Do you like my trike?
It's very nice.
My-my brother Wade,
h-h-h-he give it to me
for my birthday.
I had a brother,
but I lost him.
Lost?
Um--
What's wrong?
My-my brother Wade,
Sometimes he-he tells me
to get lost...
Somewhere far away...
in the dark.
In the dark.
Okay, okay, that's all right.
It's okay.
Do you know where
my brother is, Arney?
Um, I, uh--
Tend to business, Arney.
Huh?
I said, get goin'!
Um, okay.
I-I gotta tend to business.
Bye.
Now, you take that piece...
With that piece.
That piece.
And now,
you move that there,
And you say "Check."
Check.
You know that stranger
you wanted to know about?
Yeah.
His name's Dawes.
Me and Boles checked out
his registration.
He's got the same address
as that kid.
Dawes. Uh-huh.
Get him.
What charge?
Willfully evading
a speed trap.
Bye-bye.
- Hi.
- Hi.
Coffee?
Please.
- Art deco.
- Hmm? Oh.
That's the wrong menu.
What's the difference?
The prices are higher
for out-of-towners.
This wouldn't be
a Trimmings enterprise,
would it?
I'll have a doughnut.
Do they charge extra
for the cream?
That's one
they never thought of.
You better watch
your step, Arlene.
Thank you.
Can I use your phone?
Yeah, sure, it's back--
It's out of order.
This town's out of order.
Hey, boy.
Come here.
Come here.
We're gonna kick your butt
all the way back
to Highway 99, boy.
Show him what I mean,
Boles.
Get up, boy.
We ain't through with you yet.
Oh, yes, you are.
Did Arney get that copper
tubing up to the still?
No, he forgot
all about it.
You mean it ain't up there yet?
No, he's stupid, man.
He can't remember nothin'.
I told him three times yesterday.
Well, he's a stupid moron.
He's a little bit
touched up there.
Damn stupid retard.
Boys.
Wade.
Howdy, cousin.
I don't ever want to hear
you talk that way
about my brother.
Yeah, right.
Are you still lookin'
for a phone?
I've given up on that.
Get in.
You can use mine.
Hello.
Have you heard anything?
Nothin'.
What's goin' on over there?
I checked the jail.
He's not there.
What'd the police
have to say?
I haven't exactly
talked to them.
There's something more
going on here
than a speed trap, though.
Hmm. Well,
by the way, J.D.,
The C.B.'s buzzin'
up and down the coast.
Every trucker in California's
lookin' for Billy.
Thanks, Burton.
I'll call ya tomorrow.
You haven't eaten
your sandwich. Eat!
Thank you.
I'm not very hungry.
Oh.
Bad news?
Something to do
with Texas City?
I don't know.
We don't have any ties here.
You tell me,
and I'll tell you.
Okay.
It's a start.
I never had a family.
I was brought up
by my mother's sister.
At Christmas, all my friends
would get together
with their families.
I've heard these words
Once before
In another time and place
And I didn't stop
To listen then
Now I don't have
The time to waste
I can hear you, girl
I can hear you, girl
What happened to Billy?
I don't know.
And there are signs of
impatience and discontent...
And greed among ourselves
that can only be disruptive.
Come to me.
You have questions,
come to me.
Now, remember, I shall
pass this way but once,
and therefore any good
that I can do or any
kindness that I can show,
let me do it now.
- Hallelujah.
- Amen.
George?
All right.
All right.
Well, uh,
including the last, uh,
Shh, shh.
bunch of junkers
we, uh, acquired,
I, uh,
We'll have 20 tons
by the end of the month.
But the figures depend on
the latest wholesale prices.
Okay!
All right, thanks.
Hey, George!
All right, Wilfred?
Wilfred?
I believe you have
something positive to say.
Well, everything's
working out pretty good.
We had some problems
with the boiler, but, uh,
we're gettin' out about
50 gallons of moon a day.
Now, I figure we can double that
and maybe better...
by the, uh, time the still's
in full operation.
Now, we haven't had any trouble
with the revenue people
or any outside interference,
so I think we're in
real good shape.
All right.
All right, all right.
Well, I know
what you think
you've heard, boy,
But there's a whole room
of people here who'll deny it.
I don't give a damn
about your moonshine,
your rip-offs or any other
part of this town.
All I wanna know is
where my brother is.
Your brother?
Who's your brother?
Yeah, who's your brother?
He came into
Texas City yesterday,
and hasn't been seen since.
Maybe we oughta step over
to the police department.
I'm not goin' anywhere until
I find out where my brother is.
Wilfred.
Where force is necessary,
there it shall be applied...
boldly, decisively
and completely.
You're right about that, Judge.
Get him!
Get him!
That was very good.
I mean, that was
really imaginative.
Strode!
Strode!
Strode!
I got him! I got him!
Get back you fucker!
We got him now, boys!
We got him now!
I'm gonna get you, boy.
I'm gonna stick ya.
I'm gonna stick ya.
Oh, shit!
You won't believe
what this dude did.
Slow it down!
I don't know what you're--
Oooh!
Jesus!
Bye!
Bye!
Watch out, Boles!
Watch out!
I'll get my car!
We'll head him off
up there on the hill!
You've got him!
Now, stay on him!
Stay on him!
You've got him, dumbshit!
Stay on him!
We'll cut him off!
I can't even see!
Well, open your eyes!
Go after him!
Watch it! Get him!
Goddamn son of a--
Lousy, no-good,
lousy son of a no-good--
Shit! Shit! Shit!
I heard there was
a madman loose in town.
He got away.
They'll see your van out there.
you better put it in the back.
Well, I can't depend
on anyone.
I'm gettin' sick and tired
of your lies and alibis.
Had you been doin' your job
in the first place,
he wouldn't even be
in this town.
But, Judge, he--
Wait a minute.
I told you to arrest him.
Now, where were ya?
What were you doin'?
The guy's a bad dude.
He's punched out
half the town already.
He was unarmed, Strode.
Well, Arney gave him the keys.
- I don't wanna hear that!
- Good evening, gentlemen.
Good evening, Mrs. Trimmings.
Joshua, let these men go home
to their wives and children.
- It's time for bed.
- In a moment, darling.
If he comes back
into my town again,
you kill him.
Billy!
Shh.
It's all right.
It's all right.
Breakfast in a minute.
Are you and J.D.
gonna get married?
Aw, Jesus, Tony.
Well, you slept
in his van last night.
I didn't sleep in his van.
We just talked a while.
Hey, Strode, do you copy?
Strode! Come in, Strode!
Wilfred, he's gone 10-100.
What do you want?
I found that van
he was lookin' for.
Yeah? So what?
Whoo-wee!
Looks like my cousin Arlene's
found herself a boyfriend.
Oh, yeah?
What does that mean?
It's parked in her backyard.
Looks like it's
been there all night.
Judge ain't gonna like that.
Hey, Strode!
Strode, come here!
Be careful, honey.
It's hot.
I hope this breakfast tastes
better than the one yesterday.
If it's from Shelly,
It's good for your belly.
It's good for your belly.
I know it's not that good,
but he loves these things.
Where did you get this?
Uncle Arney brought a
stack of 'em over yesterday.
Where are you going?
There's only one place
they could hide Billy's rig.
J.D., don't go.
John David, don't go!
Those people are capable
of anything.
Get your things together.
I'll come back for you and Tony.
All right, go ahead, Arney.
How's that, George?
H-howdy, Wilfred!
George!
What do you want?
Dawes!
He's in the yard!
Dawes is in the yard!
George! He's over there
by the Pontiac!
Where's my brother?
I don't know.
Keep your mouth shut, George!
- Where's my brother, George?
- Don't tell him anything!
Where's my brother?
I don't know!
- You son of a bitch!
- Where is he?
Tell me!
No-no-- no more!
Where is he?
No! No!
Billy! No!
Turn it on, Arney!
- Huh? Uh--
- Turn it on, Arney!
- No!
- Turn it on!
George, I--
No, don't! I can't--
George!
Aah!
Strode! Come in, Strode!
Damn it! Come in!
Hard as a horse shit,
we used to say.
You say he slept
in that van?
Did you sleep in it? Huh?
You bet?
Did your mother sleep in it?
Did your mama sleep
in that van?
Now, wait a minute.
You're not gonna make
my house into a courtroom.
Why, this house belongs
to the Trimmings family.
That's a goddamn lie.
Howard put every dollar
he had into this place.
The only money your daddy had
was the money I loaned him.
- I got papers to prove that.
- Howard wouldn't borrow from you.
He knew you too well.
- That is the vilest thing
anybody ever said to me.
- I can do better than that.
- Your daddy and I had a love--
- He hated your guts!
He turned that hate
on himself.
Because of you, he's dead.
You destroyed him because
you couldn't corrupt him!
You and your
incessant complaints
and constant demands...
caused him
to leave this house.
You answer me, boy.
Did your mama sleep
in that van last night?
- Did she, boy?
- Get out of my house!
Take him outside.
You--
What are you doing?
Sit down!
- No!
- Wh-- Tony!
I'm only looking out
for my grandson.
- Let go of me!
- Now, Tony,
You're gonna come live
with Luana and me.
When you're older,
you'll understand.
- Ow!
- Run!
- Catch him!
Catch him!
Okay, relax, sweet baby.
I'm gonna put it
back on.
- Where's Judge Trimmings?
- None of your business.
Operator.
Highway patrol, please.
Hello?
Hello?
Don't move.
Not a hair.
Daddy's here.
Tony!
Hold it, Tony!
I ain't gonna hurt ya.
Tony! Hold it!
Little brat.
None of your fancy tricks.
Get him!
You're a real ass-kicker,
ain't you?
I ought to put a bullet
through his hand, through
his stomach, through his brain.
W-w-w-what did he do?
He killed
your cousin George.
N-n-n-no.
Get in there,
city boy!
Come on! Come on!
Move over! Come on!
Wade, get him on in.
Come on!
Watch yourself, boy.
Get in there!
Go ahead.
Our best room.
Hey, Strode.
Come in, Strode!
Where the hell
are you? Strode!
Where the hell
is Strode?
He's wasting his time.
Tony knows a hundred
places to hide.
He's talkin'
on the radio, Judge.
Where ya been? We got Dawes
down here at the jail.
Okay, Wilfred,
We'll be right there.
Shit.
Where the hell
is my grandson?
I couldn't find him.
They got Dawes
over in the jail.
You're an asshole, Strode.
Gonna let--
Can't even catch
a child.
You stay with her
in case she gets
any heroic notions.
You take me to the jail.
Just get
in the goddamn car!
What are you going to do?
You're a filthy,
rotten animal!
If anything happens
to J.D., I'll see you
rot in prison!
Take that slut
away from me!
I--
I better get lost.
You killed my son!
You killed my George!
Hey, Strode.
How's it doin'?
You killed
a Trimmings, son?
I'm talkin'
to you, Dawes.
You have insinuated yourself
upon this community, Mr. Dawes.
You've intimidated
peace-loving citizens with
your vilest of accusations.
You have exploited
the reputation of a
naive young woman...
in an attempt
to support your
paranoid assumptions.
The people of Texas City
have suffered a great deal
at your hands, Mr. Dawes.
And now, murder?
Are you listening
to me, Mr. Dawes?
Yes, of course
you're listening to me.
As magistrate
of Texas City,
it's my sworn duty
to uphold justice
and administer justice...
according to the laws
of this community.
I have examined
the case against you,
Mr. Dawes,
and I find you guilty of murder.
I sentence you to death.
You're listening to me.
Take me home.
As soon as it quiets down,
take him out and shoot him.
Son of a bitch.
Yeah, it's pretty quiet right now.
Not too bad.
Might get worse later on tonight.
Hello? Hello.
Is somebody out there?
This is Arlene Trimmings
in Texas City.
They've got a trucker named
J.D. Dawes in their jail.
Please, you've gotta help him!
They're gonna kill him!
Ten-four, sweet thing.
I read ya.
How about it?
We got any 18-wheelers
with ears on?
I'll run with ya, Wagonmaster,
if somebody's gonna back us up.
Any of you gear jammers wanna
kick some ass and take things later?
Wooo-eee! Rogers on that.
You can count on me, Mudslapper.
- Roger. I'm movin'.
- Affirmative.
I want that chicken-chokin'
Strode all to myself.
First come, first serve,
ol' buddy.
Oh, Tony. Tony.
Hey, Mudslapper, make a little
room for that K.W. over there.
She's burnin' up back there.
Northbound guys are gonna
jam us on the turnout.
Wagonmaster,
I'm gonna do a flip-flop.
Be right there.
Wilfred, do you hear that?
What?
I don't know.
It sounds like thunder.
Come on.
I don't like it!
Wade! Come in, Wade!
Have we got a convoy!
Woo-eee! I'm gone!
Hey, Strode! You down there?
I got ya, Wilfred.
What the hell
is goin' on?
I gotta set up
a roadblock on 120.
There's a whole shitload
of trucks headed for town.
You got somethin' to do.
Get goin'.
Oh, hot damn! Smokey's got
the road blocked up ahead.
It's time for some
serious truckin', fellas.
Hold it!
You're all under arrest!
Take a big 10-100, Strode!
Good grief!
Did I do that?
Ohhhh!
Holy shit!
Don't get any ideas, Dawes.
Out through the back.
Holy Jesus Christ!
That's it. Just walk
real nice and slow.
Get out!
Get outta here!
Hey, Flapper,
J.D. ain't in jail.
We'll find him
if we have to tear down
the whole goddamn town.
Stop right there.
Wade! Wade!
Arney, get lost.
The t-t-truckers.
The tru--
I told you
to get outta here.
Wade, you can't--
Let go, Arney.
Let go of the gun.
Arney!
Arney!
I'm, uh-- um-um-
Um-um-um-um-um,
Mad at you, Wade.
Wade, I-I-I--
It's gettin' dark, Wade.
Your brother...
is in the barn.
So long, kid.
It's all right.
You can go home now.
Let's go. Get up.
Let's go.
Let's go. Get up.
Let's go. Come on.
Get up.
Billy. Billy.
Are you okay?
What took you so long?
I'll be--
I'll be right back.
What you say, boys?
It's time we waste this town.
Woooo-eeeee!
I ain't had this much fun
since I broke my shoulder.
What do you know?
A drive-through gas station.
Eighty-five cents a gallon!
Any of you throttle jockeys
got a 10-20 on the Judge's house?
Affirmative, Wagonmaster.
He's about two miles
outta town.
Well, I got the front door.
Follow me!
What's that noise, Joshua?
Drink, trucker?
Dawes!
You son of a bitch!
What a proud
and glorious day this is.
We, the people,
who have labored so hard,
sacrificed so much...
and kept the faith
so long, have been granted
a momentous goal.
The State of California
has granted us
a city charter!
Brothers and sisters,
sons and daughters,
I give you
Texas City, California!
Breaker, Breaker!
Go ahead, Breaker!
Well, by golly,
you snuff skeeters,
That's one rat hole
speed trap we can scratch.
Rogers on that.
We should make this an annual event and sell tickets.
I know one thing for sure:
You screw with the bull, ya get the horns.
That's a big 10-4.
Well, how 'bout it, Pappy Parker?
You got your red duty on one?
Roger, dodger,
I'm at ya, you ol' codger.
Where you headin' for now?
Uh, I think I'll
back it on out and head
for the home 2-0...
for a snifter
of Colorado kool-aid...
and a small chunk
of that Mississippi mama.
4-roger-4,
Sounds like a winner to me.
I think I'll do the same.
Seventy-third, and catch ya
around the compost.
10-4 on that.
We're takin' a 2-3 shut-up.
So all you guys out there,
may the good lord take
a likin' to ya.
An angel right at your
right shoulder at all times.
Seven-thirds,
eighty-eights
to the pretty ones...
and forty-fours
to the rug rats.
One Wagonmaster,
kilo yankee whiskey, 3-2-7-3.
A 10-100 station
of the nation whiskey tango
number eight. We're clear.