All language subtitles for ööörk_Bonnie.Clyde.Justified.2013.1080p.WEBRip.x264.AAC5.1-[YTS.MX]

My name is Frank Hamer.

I’m a former Texas Ranger.

I’ve just been hired by
Colonel Lee Simmons

to hunt down Bonnie Parker
and Clyde Barrow.

And I will bring ’em in
dead or alive.

Bonnie and Clyde are killers.
Cold-blooded killers.

They’re wanted in the deaths of
five law enforcement officers,

God knows how many civilians,

and they have committed
every crime you can imagine

as if they’re our heroes.

They’re not.

CLYDE: Read it again.

BONNIE: I just read it.

I know, but I want
to hear it again.

I’ve read it
over a hundred times, Clyde.

I’m sure you could
recite it by heart by now.

I like to hear
you say it, sugar.

Just once more for me.

[sighs]

"The Beginning of the End,"
by Bonnie Parker.

"Now the tale I’m about
to tell you is the truth,"

the author sighed.

"And if anyone tells you
different,

then they didn’t know
Bonnie and Clyde."

Yeah, they had
a bad reputation.

Folks say they steal
and cheat and kill.

I’m not gonna
deny that, but...

this wasn’t just
a cheap thrill.

There’s a difference
between fact and fiction.

The truth has many sides.

Right can be wrong
within the law,

and justice
never really abides.

But through all the crimes
and the murders

there’s been one man
by my side.

He’s the love of my life,

and the wrong that is right,

and his name is
none other than Clyde.

I love you, Bonnie.

I love you more.

BONNIE: He’s gone through
a lot with the coppers,

who jailed him
and threw away the key,

but he wouldn’t give up
or stop fighting

until we both could be free.

The path we choose
is not easy,

no matter what
the rest of them say,

but we refuse to submit
to the system

while there’s still
some light in the day.

[gunshots continue]

[school bell ringing]

Come here.

Roy, quit it.
We’re gonna be late for class.

You know you got more class than
what’s in that entire school.

You keep that up,
we’re gonna have to get married.

Okay. Let’s do it.

[scoffs]
No, I told you I’m a good girl.

- No, I mean let’s get married.
- Right now?

Today.

I thought we said we’d wait
till I was 16.

That’s in six days.

You really think you’re gonna
look or feel any different

in six days
than you do right now?

No.

So?

Well, let’s be crazy together.

Bonnie Parker...

Will you marry me?

I won awards for my public
speaking, you know that?

For the first time in my life,
I don’t know what to say.

It’s a one-word answer.

Kinda like
a true or false question.

Yes.

- Yes?
- Yes!

Yes!

Now we just gotta get a ring
for me, and we’ll be all set.

Oh, I’m gonna
give you something...

even better than a ring.

[horn honks]

Done.

So? What do you think?

You said I was crazy.
You’re the wild one.

Wildly in love with you.

I’m the luckiest man alive.

I’m sorry.
I didn’t mean to interrupt.

I’ll just wait out here
until you finish.

And don’t you forget it.

[turkeys clucking]

[clucking continues]

I don’t know about this, Buck.

They’re making
an awful racket back there.

Hell, Clyde,
they’re turkeys.

Kinda hard to teach a turkey
how to keep his mouth shut.

Tell you what, though.

We’re gonna make a pretty penny
off them come the holidays.

Can’t spend Christmas season
without a big mouthful of bird.

I just wish they’d keep
their mouth shut.

Well, you prefer to steal cars
to make ends meet?

I’d prefer just about
anything to this.

I may never eat turkey again.

At least they don’t
squeal to the cops.

No, but they make just about
every other sound there is.

[siren]

I take that back.
They can squeal, too.

- Can you lose him?
- In this truck?

All right. You’re right.
Pull over.

[sighs]
Just let me do the talking.

Time to trust
your big brother.

[siren continues]

[clucking continues]

Well, well, well.

Where you fellas think you’re
going with all those turkeys?

Well, we’re just driving ’em
through to a turkey farm

on the outskirts of town,
Sheriff.

Just making a delivery,
that’s all.

Hmph. Really? Well, I know
all the farmers in my district.

Who you delivering this to?

To, uh, anybody that needs
a turkey delivery.

You look like
you could use one.

Maybe even two.
Free of charge, of course.

Where’d you get
all these turkeys, son?

Uh, Clyde, why don’t you
tell the nice sheriff

where we came into possession
of all these fine birds here.

Uh, they came with the truck.

And where did you
get the truck, boys?

Uh, let’s see.

I think we picked
this truck up in, uh--

[click]

And where do you think
you’re going, boy? Hmm?

Jail?

BONNIE: The world may
conspire against you,

and you won’t know
which way to turn,

so focus your goal
and get through the hole

’cause victory’s
something you earn.

BONNIE: Dear diary,

before opening
this year’s diary,

I wish to tell you
that I have

a roaming husband
with a roaming mind.

I told you
I have to go out.

But Ma and Rosa
are on their way over.

We’re all going out
to celebrate.

I already wished you
a happy birthday this morning.

After I reminded you.

Bonnie,
I have a lot of my mind.

The police are
breathing down my neck.

I don’t need you
doing it, too.

I’m sure when
you left last month,

you found someone to take
my place in that department.

You honestly think
I’m sleeping around?

Who said anything
about sleeping?

Keep this up,
I may not come back.

What kind of husband leaves
his wife on her birthday?

The unhappy kind.

I hope they catch you.

I hope they catch you,
and they lock you away forever.

Look at you.

17-year-old
and all grown up.

Old enough to realize
I married a child.

Does that feel like
the fist of a child?

Hey, I’m sorry I hit you, but...

you-- you was goading me.

Goading you?

Do you know what that means?

To goad is to prod or to urge.

It’s also a very long stick
with a pointed end

used for prodding animals,
kinda like this.

[groans]

Get out of my house,
you bastard!

And don’t come back!

Did we come at a bad time?

I think we came just in time.

[gasps]

Did he hit you?

Just once, Ma,
but I think I won this round.

You clocked him good.

A lady should never raise
her hand to her husband, honey.

Bonnie, you open
this door right now!

Okay! Just as soon as I get off
the phone with Sheriff Brady.

Hey, is that a siren
I hear outside?

I’ll be back, Bonnie!

I don’t hear any sirens.

I didn’t really
call the police, Ma.

I would never do that,
not even to a man I hated.

I didn’t know you and Roy
were having such troubles.

He isn’t a good man,
Mrs. Parker.

He even came on to me
last month, the creep.

My best friend.

Hey, we should make our
New Year’s resolutions now.

This New Year’s,

I resolve to take no men
or nothing seriously.

Let all men go to hell.

Bonnie Parker!

What would your dearly
departed father say?

I wasn’t referring to him.

He was such a good man.

Worked himself to death for us.

I know, Ma.
You’ve told me.

But not all men have
the same... moral code.

He will be back, you know.

Yeah, but I won’t be.

Hey, Ma, how’d you feel about me
coming back to the house

for a little while?

Well, you know you’re
always welcome, honey.

Good.
Then let’s get you packed.

What about your birthday?

Ma, this is the best present
you could give me right now.

Believe me.

Then we can all really
go out and celebrate

at the end of the week.

There’s a new picture
coming out on Thursday.

The talking one?

And singing.

But all the pictures
are silent.

No, no, not anymore, Ma.

This is the world’s
first talking picture,

The Jazz Singer.

I bet it’s gonna be huge.

Times are changing, Mrs. Parker,
for the better.

BONNIE: Some people are
put here to test you.

They make you
feel less than you are,

while others will show you
there’s still some hope

to be more than
a shooting star.

Dear diary,
I have been the happiest

and most miserable woman
this year.

I wish the old year would have
taken my past with it.

I mean all my memories.
But I can’t forget Roy.

I’m very blue tonight.
No word from him.

I feel he’s gone for good.
Sure am lonesome.

Sorry ’bout
your brother, Clyde.

It was bound to happen.

How long is he in for?

Four years.

What you gonna go?

I’ll get by.
Thanks again for the food.

Just don’t tell my boss.

I’ll do you one better.
I won’t rob you either.

Deal. Hey, you know,
my best friend

just starting
working here last week.

You want to meet her?

I’m not looking
for a girl, Rosa.

Don’t need nobody
slowing me down. No offense.

None taken.

Well, let me know when you’re
ready to meet someone.

Rosa! Could use
some help in here!

Coming right back!

That her?

[sighs]

Sounds like
a real ball-breaker.

You don’t know
how right you are.

Like I said,
thanks but no thanks.

I’ll catch ya later.

Not if I catch you first.

Nobody catches me first.

Enjoy the turkey sandwiches.

Turkey?

Thanks a lot.

Isn’t that your station?

- Afternoon, Ted.
- Good afternoon, Bonnie.

What is this,
third time this week?

What’s good today? You got more
of those delicious red beans?

Ted, you keep ordering red beans
because you really like them

or because you know
they’re my favorite dish?

Can I say both?

Hey there, Ted.

How’s the mail?

The mail’s fine.

You delivering any big packages?

No.

Because I only accept
big packages in the rear.

Lighten up there, Ted.
I’m just joshin’ ya.

How you doing, Bonnie?

You’re looking
mighty fine today.

Thank you, Ted.

But to tell you the truth,
I’m bored crapless.

That’s something you won’t
have to worry about, Ted,

especially if you eat
another plate of those beans.

Roy?

Heard you were working here.
I come to get you.

Are you out of your mind?
You’ve been gone for a year,

and you expect me to, what,
come home with you?

We’re still married, Bonnie.
You’re my wife.

Hey! The lady doesn’t seem like
she wants to go with you.

Oh, yeah?
Who the hell are you, mister?

T-Ted. Ted Hinton.

You a cop?

No, he works at the post office.

[laughs]

Bonnie, don’t tell me you’re
having an affair with a mailman.

That would just be sad.

He’s just a customer, Roy.
Nothing else.

Oh? Oh, yeah?

Well, then sit down and eat!

Get out my cafe, Roy!

Bonnie’s not
taking you back anymore.

Stay out of
my business, Rosa!

You’re the one who turned Bonnie
against me in the first place.

Are you really blaming Rosa?

This is you, Roy.

You’re the one who tried
to sleep with her

and I don’t know
how many others.

This marriage is such a joke.

And I see that now.

I want nothing to do with you,
Roy Thornton.

You can rot in hell
for all I care.

You don’t mean that.

Look at my face
and tell me I’m lying.

I leave now,
I ain’t never coming back.

Can I take that
as a promise?

Good-bye, Bonnie.

MAN: Halt!
Don’t make a move, son!

Drop your weapon and put
your hands over your head!

How long do you think
I’ll get this time?

[chuckles]
Well, son...

armed robbery
ain’t no walk in the park.

You’re gonna do years and years
for this one, I’m afraid.

Now get in there!

Don’t ever put your hands
on me again.

Get in there!

Who do you think you are?

I’m so sorry about that, Rosa.
How’s your arm?

I think he broke it.

Come on.
Let’s get you to a doctor.

Thank goodness
the police came.

We gotta keep these criminals
off our streets.

He might’ve killed you
if it weren’t for the sheriff.

You’re a very lucky man.

You off to work?

Right after I check in
on Rosa, Ma.

Terrible what he done.

You know how I think
about divorce,

but I think you should stay
far away from that Roy Thornton.

Oh, Mama.

I don’t think you’re gonna
have to worry about that.

He was just sentenced
to five years in prison.

I’m a free woman again.

Yeah, well,
don’t you be too free.

Mom, between shifts at the cafe
and taking care of Rosa,

I hardly have time
for myself right now.

Mm-hmm. I know you,
Bonnie Parker.

You’re getting that itch.

When you get bored,
that’s when the trouble starts.

Hey, Ma, you been
reading my diary again?

I don’t have to.
You’re gettin’ all fidgety.

I seen you this way in school

when you were 15,
right before you met Roy,

and I’m seeing that now.

And I suppose you were, what,
all married and settled down

by the time you were 19.

No. I wasn’t
in that big a hurry

and neither
should you be neither.

Mom, I’m just taking it
day by day.

Uh-huh.
You have a good day now.

"This is New Year’s Day,
January 1st.

I went to a show.

Saw Ken Maynard
in The Overland Stage.

I’m very blue.

Well, I must confess,

this New Year’s night
I got drunk, trying to forget.

Drowning my sorrows
in bottled hell."

"Sure am blue.

Everything
has gone wrong today.

Why don’t something happen?
What a life."

Aren’t you supposed
to be at the cafe?

Well, aren’t you supposed
to be resting?

I’m at home, ain’t I?

Going stir crazy around here.

Tell me about it.

Jesus, Rosa,
you must like it cold in here.

I’m trying to save money,
since I’m not working right now.

- Thank you very much.
- You know what?

There are only so many times
a girl can apologize.

Why don’t you just
head on up to bed?

I’ll make you some hot chocolate
before I take off.

Well, I won’t fight you
about hot chocolate.

Good.

Now get going.
I’ll be up there in a few.

Remember, I like it hot.

Who are you?

Who are you?

You first.

- I was here first.
- You don’t live here.

- Well, neither do you.
- I know that.

Rosa Mary Judy lives here.
She’s my friend.

She’s my best friend.

I was just making her
some hot chocolate.

I can see that.

You’re the girl that works
down at the cafe with her , huh?

Did my uniform
give me away again?

I think your milk’s ready.

Oh, I can do that.

I came down here
to check on Rosa.

I might as well help.

The name’s Clyde Barrow.

Bonnie Parker.

So what do you do?

When you’re not stirring
hot chocolate, I mean.

I get by.

Doing what?

Whatever it takes.

Are you a bad man,
Mr. Barrow?

I don’t think so.

Please, call me Clyde,
Mrs. Parker.

[scoffs]
Mrs. Parker.

That is my mother.
I’m just Bonnie.

I don’t think I would ever put
"just" and "Bonnie"

in the same sentence that way.

I think you can stop stirring.
It looks ready.

You wanna take a taste?

Might wanna blow on it first.

Might be a little too hot.

I can handle the heat.

So can I when need be.

I thought the hot chocolate
was for me.

It is.

We were just coming up
to give it to you.

I take it introductions
have already been made.

See what you’ve been missing?

I do now.

Well, I’ll leave you two
to get better acquainted.

Go easy on this one.

I have to go to work.

Been pulling double shifts
ever since Rosa’s accident.

You want me
to give you a ride?

You have a car?

I never have a problem
finding a car.

Your car?

You said you needed a ride.

- No. You offered me a ride.
- And you took it.

After you took it, I see.

Cars were created
for a specific purpose.

To get people
where they need to go.

The way I see it, a parked car
is just going to waste.

So this is
Clyde Barrow’s view of life?

Sure, you can say that.

In fact, I kinda like
the sound of that.

And what if the law doesn’t
approve of your views?

Well, then I guess I don’t
approve of the law.

Why do I always do it?

Do what?

Fall for bad men.

Because we’re more fun
to be around?

Oh, yeah? Then prove it.

[gunshots]

This your place?

It was. It’s my ex-husband’s
place, but I still have a key.

But don’t worry.

He’s not coming back
for a long, long time.

Damn, baby.
You’re gonna wear me out.

Hey, Clyde.

I think I’m falling in love
with you.

[chuckles]

Well, what took ya so long?

I fell in love with you
the first moment we met,

making hot chocolate together.

[chuckling]

All right, I get it.
You love me. All right.

I want you to know something.

When I’m with a guy,
I’m loyal.

And I expect the same
from him.

Bonnie, if I would’ve
met you five years ago,

I would’ve never been
with anyone else.

Do you mean that?

From now on,
it’s just you and me.

For better or for worse.

In sickness and in health?

Till death do us part.

Well, you may kiss the bride.

Clyde Chestnut Barrow,
you are under arrest!

You have the right
to remain silent.

- You give up that right--
- What’s this all about?

Grocery store robbery in Waco.

Has your fingerprints,
all over it, Clyde.

As you know, we already
have them on file.

- You’re going with us, son.
- No!

Don’t worry, honey. They can’t
keep us apart for long.

I’ll be out before you know it.
Before they know it.

* One thing I believe in
is that I understand *

* It’s not what you have
It’s what you do *

He won’t do
the full stretch, Bonnie.

He didn’t kill no one.

He’ll be out soon.
You’ll see.

- Wouldn’t count on that.
- Why you say that, Ted?

I been reading about it.

Dangerous place, that prison.

Wouldn’t wanna spend
one night there,

let alone the next 14 years.

People die in that facility
all the time.

And why are you
so interested?

’Cause I’m studying to become
a police officer, Bonnie.

Figure one day
I’ll be a sheriff.

Sheriff’s deputy, at least.

Congratulations, Ted.

That’s just what the world
needs, another crummy cop.

Someone’s gotta protect you
from all the slime

you keep gettin’ involved with.

The Roy Thorntons
and the Clyde Barrows.

Hey, I don’t need
no help from no man,

especially not from you, Ted.

Calm down, honey,
calm down.

Ted, take that pie and go.
This isn’t a good time.

Clyde Barrow is
just an ordinary,

two-bit, lowlife criminal,
Bonnie.

Someone should take him out
and shoot him

before he does
any more damage.

You don’t know
what you’re talking about.

And if you get near my Clyde,
he’ll kill you.

You understand?

Not if I kill him first.

Not I if kill you first!

- You don’t mean that.
- Come a little closer.

I’ll show you
exactly what I mean.

Better get out of here if you
know what’s good for you.

She’s the one doesn’t know
what’s good for her.

Can’t even see it when it’s
right in front of her face!

Clyde Barrow
is a walking dead man,

and so are you if you
go back to him, Bonnie Parker.

Oww!

You-- You broke my nose.

Again!

I could have you
arrested for assault.

No! Her fist just slipped.
It was an accident.

Oh, go ahead!

Tell everyone about how you were
beaten up by Bonnie Parker.

I’ll never eat
in this place again.

Yeah? Good riddance!

Hey, Bon,
we can refuse service

to someone
who gets out of line,

but we can’t beat the crap
out of ’em.

Rosa, can I take
the rest of the day off?

I think that’s a good idea.

You gotta find another outlet
for all this...

pent-up anger, girl.

Hey, you like to write.

How about writing him
a letter?

"Dearest Clyde,
I never did want to love you,

and I didn’t even try.

You just made me.
Now I don’t know what to do.

I hate being apart, and I can’t
imagine what it must be like

for you in that place.

But I want you to know
that I’m waiting for you.

I hear your mom is working on
getting you a pardon.

I love you with all my heart.

Bonnie."

CLYDE: "Dear baby.

The walls here are cold
and unfriendly.

I just read your sweet letter,
and I sure was glad to get it,

for I am awfully lonesome
and blue."

Who you writing to, Clyde?
Your mama?

Does little ol’ Clyde
miss his mama?

I’m writing to my girl, Ed.
Leave me alone.

Oh, there ain’t no alone time
in here, not for you.

If you’re lonely,
just come see me.

"Say, sugar, these loco guys
are making so much noise

I can’t write, so I will
finish this tomorrow."

"After a long, lonesome night,
I will try and finish.

It’s Easter Sunday, and I sure
wish I was outside with you.

Gosh, honey, I bet we could
have a good time today.

Where were you last Easter,
honey, and who was you with?"

BONNIE: "Clyde, my darling,

nobody understands
what we have.

I almost killed
that Ted Hinton

for the things
he said about you.

He still is hanging around
the cafe, trying to date me.

He’s gonna end up on a date
to the great beyond

if he doesn’t quit it.

CLYDE: "Bonnie, don’t you start
dating while I’m in here.

The thought of you
with another man

is too much for me to handle.

I don’t want to hear about
any other guys in your life.

I don’t know if I can
take much more of this.

I’m in a bad way,
and you’re not helping.

I can’t even begin
to tell you

some of the things I’ve
witnessed in this hellhole."

BONNIE: "Clyde, I hope you
keep accepting my letters.

I’ve been faithful to you.

There’s nobody else in my life
besides Ma and Rosa.

They are the only thing
keeping me going

while I wait for you
to get out.

I love you more than
any woman has loved any man,

but I don’t appreciate
what you said to me.

It’s as if you don’t trust me.

I love you, but I can’t love
a man who doesn’t trust me."

CLYDE: "Dear baby,
why did you say

you didn’t know whether
I would accept or not?

Now, honey, you know darn well
I didn’t mean what I said

in my last letter.

I’m just jealous of you,
and I can’t help it.

And why shouldn’t I be?

If I was as sweet to you
as you are to me,

you would be jealous, too.

BONNIE: "I’m so happy
to hear you say that.

You’ll be out soon, Clyde.
I know it.

Your mama’s working real hard
on getting you that pardon.

I bet you’re out by
the first of the New Year.

Then we can be together again.
I will make you--"

Hey, Clyde.

I picked out what you’re
gonna be for Halloween.

My bitch.

If you ever touch me, Ed,

you’re never gonna be
touching anyone ever again.

Oh, I’m gonna do more than
touch you, pretty boy.

I’m gonna make you mine.

Clyde.

I told you your mama
was making progress.

She got you early parole
just like I said.

Thanks for picking me up.

Are you okay?

I’ll be fine.

Let’s just get as far away
from this place as we can.

I’ll die before I ever go back
to a place like that.

I mean it, Bonnie.

Here, give me that.

- All right?
- I’m all right.

Clyde, what is it? You’ve been
acting really different

ever since we left Huntsville.

I am different, Bonnie.

That was no prison.
It was a hellhole.

There was no justice in there.

What I saw, what I had to do
to stay alive--

Yeah.

I read all about that Ed Crowder
in the papers.

He deserved it, right?

I did what I had to do,
and I’d do it again.

And I wasn't the only one.

The guards, the ones they call
law enforcers,

they were killing prisoners
just for the hell of it.

And Major Crowson,
he was the worst.

He said it was to keep
the rest of us in line,

but many men didn't do nothing
to deserve what they got.

Reform is not what
they’re interested in.

I’m telling you, Bonnie,

the place needs to be
burnt to the ground,

and all them prisoners
set free.

If I could figure out a plan,
I’d liberate the entire prison.

I’d kill any guard
that got in my way.

It's not so great out here
either, Clyde.

Since you've been away,
the world’s only gotten worse.

Do you know that they say
the unemployment rate

is supposed be 25% percent
of the population this year?

Government hasn’t been able to
fix the Wall Street crash yet?

No.

More and more people
are losing their jobs.

I see friends living
out of their cars right now.

First they take away our liquor,
then they take our jobs.

And what are the banks doing?

Closing... left and right.

People are losing
their entire life savings.

That ain’t right.

It’s no way to live.

Something’s gotta be done.
Where’s my brother?

Buck?

Back in jail.

They caught him again?

He went on his own, actually.

Your ma and his new wife

drove him out to complete
his original sentence

for that burglary
he did in Denton.

You’re joshing me.

How bad is it out here?

It’s really bad, Clyde.

But hey, I think that
his return to prison

is what helped your mama
getting that pardon for you.

I gotta get him out. I gotta
get all those prisoners out.

Can’t do that
without a lot of money

and a hell of a lot
of firepower

if you want to really do
wanna raid the place.

I guess I better start
stocking up.

We gonna start robbing again?

Bonnie...

You know I want you
by my side,

but I’m not gonna force you
to partake in my lifestyle.

We’re not married,
not officially.

- And I would understand if--
- Okay.

You need to stop right there.

We are in this together,
Clyde Barrow.

It’s just you and me.

The rest of the world
be damned.

But if we are gonna do this,

guess I better give you
your birthday present first.

But my birthday’s
not till next week.

I know.

But here, just open it.

Gloves?

Yeah.
They keep your hands warm.

And... they don’t leave behind
any unwanted fingerprints.

Always thinking, ain’t ya?

Well, someone around here
has to.

What is that?

Oh. That’s called
a parking meter.

They just started
installing them this year.

Apparently, you’re supposed
to put money in the meter

so you can legally park here.

Pay for parking
on a public street?

And what happens
if you don’t pay?

The police write you a ticket
or so I hear.

You just have
to pay them instead.

Unbelievable.

America, land of the free
where nothing’s free.

Yeah, but we’re gonna
change all that.

Are you scared?

I’m excited.

Okay, remember, we’re just
taking guns and ammunition.

I’m with ya.

Let’s do this.

[alarm ringing]

* He left home in Tennessee *

* And they found her up
in Ecstasy *

* With the wrong man *

* Climbed aboard
a southbound train *

* And headed down
to Bourbon Street *

* With the wrong man *

[engine starts]

* And when the whiskey
and her memory combine *

* Said the flames of hell
Ignite *

* Here’s that devil force
inside *

* Do you take this bottle
to be your wife *

* Then step up to the altar *

* And kiss the bride *

- [siren blaring]
- What are we gonna do?

I’m not going back to jail.
I’m not giving up.

- What if they catch us?
- Not us. Me.

When I turn the next corner,
I’m gonna slow down,

- and I want you to jump out.
- What?

They can’t catch us together.
They’ll follow me.

You get away
and deny everything.

They won’t pin it on you.

- I’m not leaving you, Clyde.
- It’s for your own safety.

We’ll both be safer this way.
Trust me. Do you trust me?

With my life.

I’ll be back for you.
I promise.

I can’t live without you.

* Said the flames of hell
Ignite *

* Here’s that devil force
inside *

* Do you take this bottle
to be your wife *

* Then step up to the altar *

* And kiss the bride *

[siren blaring]

Bonnie?

Ted?

Ted Hinton?

What in the world?

It’s Deputy Hinton now, Bonnie.

And this time,
you’re going with me

whether you like it or not.

BONNIE: "I’m innocent,"
she said,

before she climbed into bed.

The story was always the same.

It’s a tale told to all
when one takes a fall,

and you never know
who is to blame.

A man is usually responsible,
so says the woman at fault.

But it’s plain to see
the truth will be kept hidden

deep in the vault."

Just give him up, Bonnie.

We know Clyde Barrow’s
behind the robbery.

Tell us what we want to know,

and you’ll be out of here
in no time.

It’s like I told you, Ted--

I’m sorry, Deputy Hinton--

I was on my way to see
Rosa at the cafe

when this alarm
started going off

and these men ran out of
the hardware store with guns.

They kidnapped me, forced me
into the back of their car,

then they threw me out on the
side of the road like an animal,

and that’s where you found me.

That’s all I know.

Did you know
it was a stolen car?

No, but I can’t say
I’m surprised.

They seemed like dangerous men.

If they were gonna rob a store,

I’m sure they were capable
of stealing a car.

And what’d they look like?
Let me guess.

One of them was wearing a dark
suit, vest, white shirt,

had brown hair and brown eyes.

Can’t say that I know.
They were wearing masks.

But that sure sounds like
a handsome fella.

Fine. You gonna be like that,

you can just rot
in this cell forever.

See if I care.

[giggles]

I got word you wanted to see me,
Mrs. Parker.

I do, Clyde,
but not in my home.

You’re the reason that
my daughter is in prison.

I know, Mrs. Parker,
and I just feel awful about it.

I’m gonna get her out though.
You just wait and see.

No. I want you
going near that jail.

I’m working on it.

The only thing
they have on Bonnie

is her association with you,
and if they can’t prove

you had anything
to do with that robbery,

they got nothing on her neither,
you understand me, boy?

Yes, Mrs. Parker,

but when Bonnie gets out,
I’m coming for her.

We love each other.
We really do.

I know she loves you.

There’s no denying that.

And I love her
ten times as much.

Then you do right by her.

I never want to see my daughter
in prison ever again.

She’s a good girl.

She was a straight-A student.

She was raised
in a loving home.

And then she goes off and finds
this Roy Thornton and now you.

I just don’t get it.

Well, I can’t speak
for her first husband,

but I would never
leave Bonnie.

She’ll be by my side
till the day we die.

You have to believe me,
Mrs. Parker.

Unfortunately, I do.

You gotta promise me

that you will take the best care
of my daughter as you can.

I will.

All right, then.

Good afternoon,
Mrs. Parker.

[car door closes]

You’re free to go,
Miss Parker.

Then go, I shall.

Hey, Bonnie, just because
the grand jury didn’t indict you

because of lack of evidence

doesn’t mean
that you’re innocent.

And, Ted, just because
you’re a sheriff’s deputy now,

it still doesn’t mean
you’re a man.

You pick me up from jail
in a stolen car?

Who were you talking to?

[scoffs]
Just saying goodbye to my past.

But now I’m saying hello
to my future.

You’re not mad at me?

You said you’d come back for me,
and you did.

But don’t you ever
abandon me like that.

From now on, where you go, I go,
and what you do, I do.

You want to light this world
on fire?

You pour the gasoline,
you let me strike the match.

Honey, with an attitude
like that,

we’re gonna go down in history!

- Well, let’s start making some.
- Whoo-ha!

[gunfire]

[gunfire]

[gunfire]

[cocks gun]

Can I help you, Sheriff?

Young love.
You know how it is, don’t ya?

I don’t think he does, Clyde.

Hey, how about we all
go for a little drive?

Hey, tell your people

we ain’t a bunch of
nutty killers, Sheriff.

Yeah. We’re just some home
people tryin’ to get through

this damned Depression
with a few bones.

CLYDE: What you writing?

BONNIE: Just jotting down our
little adventures of prosperity.

CLYDE: We’re making history
now, huh?

- This is a holdup!
- [people screaming]

BONNIE: "As the crimes
and the body count rises,

the police always need
to find blame,

so they’ll pin it
on Bonnie and Clyde

’cause that’s
the name of the game.

But sometimes
the record needs fixin’.

Not all K.C. robberies are us.

Nor did we kidnap any babies.

Who really needs
all that fuss?

But news is news
and stories are stories.

And when times are so tough,

it’s easy to say
make the Barrow gang pay.

But come on.
Enough is enough."

[gunfire]

[gunfire]

Is there a problem, Officer?

You were speeding.

I wasn’t speeding.

Oh, yes, I’m afraid you were.

I’m gonna have
to write you a ticket.

- Just take the ticket, honey.
- I wasn’t speeding, though.

This is not the time or the
place to settle it right now.

You’re right.

Get in.
We’ll discuss it on the road.

CLYDE: I really don’t think
I was speeding.

BONNIE: So what you’re saying
is that you don’t think--

I’m so sorry, honey.
What’s your name?

Tom. Thomas Persell.

You don’t think Tom here
is very good at his job?

I mean, he’s been trained to
watch for these sorts of things.

Haven’t you, Tom?

Yes, ma’am.

And how fast would you say
we were going?

Close to 70.

Damn! That is fast!

I told you to pay attention.

Does this car even go
70 miles per hour?

Mm-hmm. I’d trust
the young officer here.

He looks like he knows
what he’s talking about.

I-I could have been mistaken.

Aha! Hear that, Bonnie?
He might’ve made a mistake.

Do you really think so?

I do!

I don’t think a ticket
is in order at all.

In fact, I was just gonna
give you a warning.

I mean, if that’s all,
surely we can do the same.

Don’t you think so, Clyde?

I suppose so.

Bonnie, don’t forget
the warning.

Tom, if I were you,
I’d find a new line of work

where you won’t meet
such dangerous people as us.

But you have a nice day.

BONNIE: Clyde,
you’re doing it again!

CLYDE: I guess
I’ll never learn.

BONNIE: "I’d like to make
an announcement

to keep all the policemen
at bay.

Our crimes
are no longer illegal.

We’re becoming members
of the NRA."

- Shh! Someone’s here.
- The police?

I don’t know, but I can hear
someone moving around out there.

Whoever it is, I think they’re
already inside the apartment.

Buck?

Surprise, baby brother!
Happy birthday, baby brother!

Whoa, little lady.
Please don’t shoot my wife.

She didn’t mean no harm,
I promise.

Wife? Lucky number three?

That’s right.
This here’s my better half.

Blanche Barrow.

Welcome to the family, Blanche.

I’ve heard so much about you.

And is this must be
the famous Bonnie Parker.

In the flesh.

So I can see.

So how’d you get out?
Prison break?

Full pardon.

Seems the police like it
when you turn yourself in.

That’s real good behavior
in their book.

Yeah, you’re doing their job
for ’em.

That was Blanche here’s idea.

Better to be a free man
than always on the run, right?

I guess so.

Honey, why don’t we let
Bonnie and Clyde get dressed

and celebrate the day properly.

That’s a good idea.
We got cake out there.

And beer, too.
I’ll go grab it.

Boy, you two look like
a couple of movie stars.

To you, birthday boy!
24 on the 24th.

That’s got to mean something.

Just means I’m getting older.

And wiser.

I wouldn’t say that.

Thanks, honey.

Now, now.

Clyde here’s come a long way
from his turkey-stealing days.

With you turning newspapers
like y’all are,

"Bonnie and Clyde"
is becoming a household name.

Really?

Not in a good way.

How the heck
did you find us anyway?

Like I said, I’ve been
following your exploits.

And I know my little brother.

Plus Ma might’ve gave me
a little inside info.

- How is Ma?
- She’s good.

Real good, actually.
Getting by.

Likes Blanche here a whole lot.

Mwah!

Your mother is
a very nice lady.

She just wants
to see you and Buck

get your lives back on track.

Oh, really?
And what track is that?

The straight and narrow one
that leads us all

to a front row seat
in the electric chair?

It’s never too late
to atone for your sins.

Now, now, you have to
forgive Blanche here.

She, uh--
Her pa’s a preacher.

It’s in her blood.

He’s a minister, actually.

Oh, Jesus Christ.

Hey, Clyde, you wanna help me
get some stuff out of the car?

Yeah, sure.

We’ll be right back, baby.

I’ll just help Bonnie
clean up a little bit.

All right.

Hey, Buck, it’s great seeing
you and meeting Blanche,

but if you guys are here
to try to convince us

to turn ourselves in,
you got another thing coming.

No, no, no.

That might be what Ma
and Blanche’s idea is,

but I know you
better than that.

Hell, I was the one that
got you started on this path.

So what’s up?

I want in.

To what?

I want to join the gang.

You two got something
real good going here.

Public loves you
like a modern-day Robin Hood.

Robin Hood?
I don’t know about that.

We’re not exactly stealing from
the rich to give to the poor.

We’re keeping it for ourselves.
I mean, I do have a plan.

We’re trying get enough guns
and stuff together

to liberate the prisoners
at Eastham.

All this for a jailbreak?
Why?

Because, Buck,
the system doesn’t work.

You just got out.
Do you feel reformed?

Hell no. Matter of fact,
I wanna rob some banks.

Make some real dough.

Like I said, I’ve been
following your travels.

Y’all two are thinking
way too small in this deal.

Stealing cars
and robbing a grocery store,

that's not where
the money’s at.

- We've robbed a few banks, too.
- Oh, I know.

The Oronogo Bank.

How much you get
out of there, 300?

- 200.
- That’s what I’m talkin’ about.

Well, we are in the middle
of a depression.

Which is why
the public loves you

and the media’s
eating all this up.

If I was you, I’d slip a few of
those the photos you showed me

to your local news branch.

Guarantee they’d run it
in a heartbeat.

You think they'd print
some of our home pictures?

Absolutely.

You two are successfully
bucking the whole system.

You’re doing what every guy
and gal out there’s

been screwed by the government’s
been dreaming to do.

I guarantee you could get half
the men and women

to enlist with you that’s out
there living in their cars.

You gotta think, man.
You’re celebrities now.

I’m telling ya, Bonnie,
Buck is a changed man.

He did his time,
and he is respectable now.

A real gentleman.

Wouldn’t you like
to be that way with Clyde,

a proud God-loving citizen
of the U.S. of A?

You know, Blanche,

I really don’t want you
to think me as rude,

but you are speaking
out of your ass,

and you don’t have a goddamn
clue what you’re saying.

You are unmarried,

living in sin,

committing crimes,
killing people!

Oh, I have not
killed anyone... yet.

You know where this is
gonna end up.

Blanche, I’ve learned
that in this life,

you just gotta enjoy
the journey

’cause the outcome is always
the same for everyone.

Even you, Blanche.

[doorknob turns]

But the kingdom of heaven
awaits me, Bonnie.

Where do you think
you’re headed?

Bonnie, let’s get packing.
You, me, Buck and Blanche,

we’re heading to Indiana
and then...

- Minnesota.
- That’s right!

What’s in Indiana
and Minnesota?

Banks. State banks.

Buck, what’s going on?

We’re gonna be famous and rich.
That’s what’s going on.

I don’t understand.

You don’t have to, baby,
and that’s okay

because all you’re gonna do
today is stand back and observe.

BLANCHE: I still don’t know
why we’re here.

Are you opening up
an account?

BUCK: More like making
a quick withdrawal.

Ladies and gentlemen,
please don’t be alarmed,

but this is a robbery.

I’m Bonnie Parker.
This here’s the love of my life,

Clyde Barrow.

And I’m Buck Barrow.

We are the Barrow Gang.

Oh, my God.
This is not happening.

This is my wife Blanche.

Don’t mind her.
She’s just observing today.

[gunfire]

[screaming]

[gunfire]

Come on!

Yaaa-hoo! Whoo!

Come on! Go! Go! Go!
[laughing]

Whoo-hoo! That is how
you rob a bank!

Easy in, easy out!
[laughs]

We are supposed to be convincing
them to turn themselves in,

not aiding and abetting
known criminals!

You weren’t
aiding and abetting.

This was all Buck’s idea.

That’s right, Blanche,
so knock it off, will ya?

- That--
- Just look, baby.

[laughs]

That--

That is a lot of money.

Oh, baby, and there’s a lot
more where that came from.

A lot more.

Well...

I declare!

Don’t do that.
We sure as hell aren’t gonna.

Whoo-hoo!
Just kiddin’, boy!

BONNIE: "As we travel around
this great country

and hear all
your stories of woe,

the system
is really not working

and it’s about time
we let everybody know."

[gunfire]

[gunfire]

[gunfire]

[gunfire]

[gunfire]

[car approaching]

** [radio]

Good afternoon.

I’d like to rent out
a cabin for a few nights.

And how many are we?

Just me and my husband.

Thank you kindly.

Oh, and could you send over
four chicken dinners

and four beers
in a little while?

You and your husband
must be awful hungry.

[chuckles]
We certainly are.

What’s the deal
with all the newspapers?

Well, due to the fact
we’re in all of them,

I figure we might as well
hide behind ’em, too.

Especially since
half the National Guard armory

happens to be inside
our cabin at the moment.

Hey, we are celebrities.

We should be celebrating,
not hiding out.

We’re celebrities
who need to hide out

if we wanna continue being
living, breathing celebrities.

Come here, Bonnie. Let’s
me and you have us some fun.

Buck, is that a rifle
in your lap,

or are you just happy
to see me?

It’s a rifle, but I’m always
happy to see you, Bonnie.

Okay, Buck, that’s enough.

Blanche, can you do something
about that husband of yours?

No. I am sick and tired of him.

You can have him.

And perhaps we can
get better related.

I mean,
we’re already related,

so might as well
keep it in the family.

So this is the reason
why you don’t drink.

I-I’m sorry.
I-It just went off.

Well, that sounds familiar.

What the hell do you think
you’re doing?

- God, I hope nobody heard that.
- They didn’t.

They just think
it’s Fourth of July fireworks.

Yeah, except that was
two weeks ago.

Operator, um,
put me through to, um, um,

Captain William Baxter...

or Sheriff Holt Coffey.

Yeah, I’ll hold on.

Come on, Bonnie.

Nobody’s comin’.
It’s almost 11:30.

No, doesn’t look like it.

- Told you.
- We got lucky.

No, we got stupid.

Gotta be more careful.

- I think we should split up.
- What?

We’re a team.
You can’t split up a team.

That is, unless, Bonnie,
you and I go one way and,

Clyde, you and Blanche go the
other, meet back up later on.

You know,
maybe Bonnie’s right.

We should be prepared
in case something happens.

That way we can
find each other.

What do you mean?

We should come up
with a code word

so if we do part ways,
we can meet back up later.

- Red beans.
- What?

Okay, that’s a good one.

If someone yells "red beans,"
we contact their parents

and meet back
at their parents’ home.

I think y’all are making too big
of a deal about all this.

Nothing’s gonna happen.

Something is gonna happen

if you don’t get your hands off
my backside right this instant!

You are a pig.

And you’re as much fun as
a bucket full of Bibles.

All right, everybody
just calm down, calm down.

Come out with your hands up!
We have you surrounded.

- [gunshots]
- Get in the car!

[gunfire continues]

[screaming]

My eye!

I can’t see!
Oh, my God!

God help me!

- [screaming]
- [gunfire continues]

BONNIE: "Try as we might,
we were forced to fight

when the bullets
started flying inside,

for Bonnie and Clyde
have no place to hide

because there’s only
one end to this ride.

When the shooting is done
and there’s no place to run,

it won’t come as any surprise.

That’s when death is near,
and the end is here.

It brings all of us
down to one size."

[car door closes]

Good afternoon,
Mrs. Parker.

Are they dead?

Just tell me, Ted.
Is my daughter dead?

Buck and Blanche Barrow
were captured six days ago.

Buck died yesterday at
King Daughters Hospital in Iowa

of complications
involving his gunshot wounds.

Blanche is having eye surgery,
due to her wounds.

She’s expected to recover,

but she’ll probably be sentenced
to at least ten years in prison.

What about Clyde?

Heard he got shot up
pretty bad,

but it looks like
he got away.

And Bonnie?

She’s still with him,
but, Mrs. Parker,

at this point,
it’s only a matter of time.

You thought they’d contact me.

That’s why you’re here.

Have they?

Nope, not a word.

Would you tell me
if they did?

She’s still my daughter, Ted.
What do you think?

They’re bringing in an expert.

A former Texas Ranger
named Frank Hamer.

He’s coming out of retirement
to find them.

Credited with over 53 kills
of Texas criminals.

Called upon me and Deputy Alcorn
to assist him

on account of we can identify
both Bonnie and Clyde on sight.

You gonna kill
my daughter, Ted?

I gotta do my job.

Then you do me a favor.

You make it quick.

I don’t want her to suffer
any more than she has to.

[car door closes]

[engine starts]

[chatter]

HAMER: How y’all doing?

My name is Frank Hamer.

I’m a former Texas Ranger.

Some of you
may have heard of me.

I’ve just been hired by
Colonel Lee Simmons

to hunt down Bonnie Parker
and Clyde Barrow.

And I will bring ’em in,
dead or alive.

It don’t matter to me.

Now, I’ve already
put together my team.

It’s Ted Hinton--
he’s been with me a long time--

Bob Alcorn,

and another Texas Ranger
right there in the front row,

that’s B.M. Gault.

B.M. stand up.
That’s B.M. Gault.

Now, we will get the job done.
You can quote me on that.

But how long it takes us...

is entirely up to you.

Yeah, you.

You newspaper guys.

Now, Bonnie and Clyde
are killers.

Cold-blooded killers.

They’re wanted in the deaths of
five law enforcement officers.

Yeah. God knows
how many civilians,

and they have committed
every crime you can imagine.

Every crime.

Theft, murder.

Now, they’re not some starstruck
lovers having a little joyride,

so as soon as the media starts
reporting them to the public

the way they really are,

the sooner the public
will understand

these are the bad guys.

I mean, you stop headlines--
gimme that paper--

stop headlines like this.

Look at that.

As if they’re our heroes.

They’re not.

This last little escapade

resulted in five dangerous
convicted criminals

escaping from prison,

along with the murder
of Major Crowson,

an honored and well-respected
guard at the facility.

Now, if you start showing
Bonnie and Clyde

in the real light of day,

they’ll soon find they have
nowhere left to hide.

And if the papers
turn against them,

so will the public.

I’ll say it again.

And if the papers
turn against ’em,

so will the public.

They believe what they read.

Am I making myself understood?

Good, good.

I hope so.

Two more
highway patrolmen dead.

Eyewitness reports says
Bonnie and Clyde

fired the first shot.

Who was the third man?

Must be Henry Methvin.

He’s one of the men they
broke out of Eastham Prison.

He matched the description.

But this time the papers
aren’t sticking up for them.

They’re calling them
The Grapevine Slayers,

and someone is offering a $1,000
reward for the killers.

Not for their capture.
They want their dead bodies.

And Texas governor
Ma Ferguson’s

offering another $500 reward
on top of that.

A lot of money.

They’re finally being viewed
as the killers they really are.

I like hearing that.

Hey, the eyewitness said

the third man split up
from Bonnie and Clyde,

and he heard him yell out
"red beans" before taking off.

- What?
- Let me see that.

I don’t know what that means,
"red beans."

I don’t know what that means,
but if it was Bonnie and Clyde--

It was.

How can you be certain?

Red beans is
Bonnie’s favorite dish.

Must be some kinda code.

I don’t know
how you know that,

but I’ll accept it
if you’re certain.

Are you certain?

I’d bet my life on it.

So what does it mean?

We’ve got one person in custody
who might be able to tell us.

He’s right. We do.
Come on. Let’s go find out.

Blanche Barrow?

Present and accounted for.

We’d like to ask you
a few questions

regarding Bonnie Parker
and Clyde Barrow.

They’re responsible
for the death of my husband

and my...

current condition.

What is it you’d like to know?

Do you know what the term
"red beans" refers to?

Besides the dish?

Besides the dish.

It was a code
that Clyde came up with,

meaning if any of us
got in trouble

or separated from the rest,

we could meet up again
at our family’s home.

Who’s family home?

Whomever yelled out the code,
I presume.

- Henry Methvin.
- Henry Methvin.

Well, thank you, Mrs. Barrow.
You’ve been a great help.

I’m happy to be
of service to you.

Perhaps you’ll remember this

when my case
comes up for review.

We will indeed.

Henry Methvin’s father
lives in Shreveport, Louisiana.

Here we go.

Bye.

BONNIE: "So now you can
bear witness

to the true story
of Bonnie and Clyde.

They lived their life
despite the strife,

and they loved
till the day they died.

They say no love
lasts forever,

that a bullet
will stop any tide.

And that may be true
for some others,

but it’s not true
for Bonnie and Clyde."

I love you, Bonnie.

I love you more.

- Read it again.
- I just read it.

I know, but I want
to hear it again.

Hey, when they show up,
shoot to kill.

Let’s make this quick.

I heard you used to be
kinda fond of Bonnie Parker,

and she turned you down.

There ain’t nothing like
a little revenge, huh?

That’s not it.

I made a promise to someone.

Can’t wait to kill
the bastards anyway.

I always found Bonnie sexy.

I did.

This is it. It’s Clyde.

That is Clyde.
Here we go.

Just once more for me.

[sighs]

"The Beginning of the End,"
by Bonnie Parker.

"Now the tale I’m about
to tell you is the truth,"

the author sighed.

"And if anyone tells you
different,

then they didn’t know
Bonnie and Clyde."

Yeah, they had
a bad reputation.

Folks say they steal
and cheat and kill.

Now, I’m not gonna
deny that, but...

this wasn’t just
a cheap thrill.

There’s a difference between
fact and fiction.

The truth has many sides.

Right can be wrong
within the law,

and justice
never really abides.

But through all the crimes
and the murders

there’s been one man
by my side.

He’s the love of my life,

and the wrong that is right,

and his name is
none other than Clyde.

I love you, Bonnie.

I love you more.

BONNIE: He’s gone through
a lot with the coppers,

who jailed him
and threw away the key,

but he wouldn’t give up
or stop fighting

until we both could be free.

The path we choose
is not easy,

no matter what
the rest of them say,

but we refuse
to submit to the system

while they’re still
some light in the day.

"Now the tale I’m about
to tell you is the truth,"

the author sighed.

"And if anyone
tells you different,

then they didn’t know
Bonnie and Clyde."