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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."