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Who are you anyway?
Oh.
My name's Clyde Barrow.
And I rob banks.
You do not.
What do you reckon this piece is called, Anne?
Wow.
See?
Oh, yeah, baby.
You want to hold it?
I want to hold it, touch it, and shoot it.
Well, you look mighty pretty with that.
Thank you. But, hey, you want to be careful when you get hold of a hot
piece like this.
It might just go off on you.
So, uh, what do you want to do?
You want to spend the rest of your life serving the country boys, bringing them
their hash and letting them try to get their mitts all over you?
Is that what you want?
No. You want something better, right? You want a life where you can look at
stars and say, you belong to me.
You don't want to be a star.
Wow. Between you and me and this, we can make
that happen.
Hey.
Love it.
I surrender, baby.
Now.
How about I show you some of those stars, huh?
Yeah.
Oh, Clive.
Hey, your mama ain't going to come down, is she?
I don't care.
Well, if you don't care.
Your mama want to keep you a virgin or what?
I know.
Let's have a look at this.
Oh, my God.
Is that some Texas ass or what?
Thank you. Say, you're never going to marry a preacher man like that.
Now, let's have a look at what Miss Bonnie's got.
Oh, boy.
Yeah,
pop it up there, baby.
Let the sunlight right in.
Oh, yeah.
You
sure
do taste sweet.
And what have you got for me?
I could have a whole lot of lovin' for you.
Mmm, hey.
Get me out of these clothes.
You know what my favorite fruit is?
What?
Peaches.
And I got myself a whole barrel load here, I reckon.
Goddamn.
Hey,
that ain't my only weapon, you know. Oh, look at this weapon.
Oh, yeah.
I always keep this one loaded.
Yeah. Let me give you a hand there.
Oh, I don't want to lose no buttons.
Hang it all off.
Now... I don't like clothes.
As part of your training, I've got to show you the kind of intensive
investigation that the Federal Bureau's doing these days.
They're getting into body searching.
And all that nonsense.
You would not believe it.
Oh,
it's a sleepy car.
It's got a long ways to go.
You just wait right there. We need a hurry.
We need no hurry.
Mm, mm, mm.
Oh, oh, oh, oh.
I'm a great shot, baby.
Baby.
Yeah.
Yeah, isn't that beautiful?
Hey,
that's how you like it, huh?
Oh, yeah.
I promise you I won't damage the paintwork.
Let your mama see that.
Okay.
I'll be driving.
You come riding.
Uh -uh.
If I'm coming, I'm driving.
That's how it is with Miss Bonnie Parker, see?
Get in.
Okay, beauty.
Wait for me now. Let's go.
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