Last Rampage

Thou shalt not bow down thyself to them, nor serve them:

for I the LORD thy God am a jealous God,

visiting the iniquity of the fathers upon the children unto the third and fourth generation of them that hate me. Exodus 20:5

Fuck you!

Fuck you. Fuck you!

This is a True Story

Three Weeks Earlier

- I had a dream about dad last night. - What?

Said I had a dream about dad.

- Was it a good dream? - Oh, the best.

He said he knew we'd come through for him.

He said, "blood calls to blood."

Sounds like just what he'd say.

Hey, why do you suppose they call it the Arizona state penitentiary?

What do you wanna call it, Rick?

- First baptist church? - They're all about statement.

No, it's a prison, ain't it?

Yes, it's prison, all right.

Well, why don't they call it that?

Penitentiary is just a five dollar word for prison.

- Is that what that means? - Uh-huh.

I never sensed that.

I thought it meant like a "pen" for pigs,

or what not, except for men. A men-pen.

Be sure and tell dad that, he'll get a kick or something.

- All right. - Shut up, both of you.

I need you listen to me and do exactly as we planned, all right?

We got one shot at this.

Can't have any mistakes.

Yeah. We'll do whatever you say until we get dad back.

- Then he is in charge. - Fine.

Until then it's me.

Aye, aye, captain.

Good morning.

- Is it? - I aim it to be.

Show what's in the bag.

Shame they got you working two Sundays in a row, eddy.

Sunday morning coming down, like the man says.

Visitor coming on through.

Sir.

- Donnie come with? - Yes, sir.

He did.

I wasn't sure he would.

I knew I could count on you, son.

Yes, sir. You sure can.

Mom made you some sandwiches.

I could eat some.

There is a block-way.

A6, come up.

Greenawalt, get up on those dank sheets.

What the hell is this?

It's Christmas in July.

New IBM's electric.

All the big titted young secretaries are salivating for one.

Well?

I don't like these electric models.

Their hum gives me a headache.

There they are.

I heard you boys will be tagging along real soon.

Soon as your brother got here.

Let me see.

Whoa!

Hey, now, hey, hey. Hey, hey, hey.

Now, don't do another wrong, nobody will get hurt, all right?

We don't wanna hurt no one.

Put it down.

Put on them, Ricky.

Easy.

- All right, get down. - Greenawalt.

- Get down. Don't move. - Easy. Easy.

You are making a big mistake, boy.

Yeah, well, don't you go making another one, all right?

Come on.

Get on, Rick.

Shut the hell up back there.

Shut up. Shut up.

Nobody, nobody move.

Dad.

Don't move.

Stay go, low boy.

I'm good.

I'm good.

Hey, dad, dad!

Hey, hey!

Eddy, you finger that squawk box, you're all dead.

Now unbuckle them duty belts.

- Take it easy. - Both of them.

Don't try anything funny.

Nothing funny here. Nothing funny here.

You said that right.

If any of you get the idea to try to key out some distress call,

or do something stupid like that,

I won't hesitate to paint these walls

the color god gave you.

Stay down.

Come on, Rick.

Easy.

All right. Keep that on him.

- Damn good. - All right.

Get your shit on quick.

Get 'em in there. Let's go. Let's go.

- Go on. Go on. - Get in there, eddy.

Move.

- Step on it. - Come on, go on.

God dammit.

- Let's go. - Come on.

Go, move now.

- Come on. - Come on.

- Come on. - Get in there.

- Guys, get the guns in there. - Here. Here.

Last time I saw a rack like that,

I was holding a magazine sideways.

Nursing a tot?

- Come on, let's go. - Yes, mister.

Sure as hell wish it was me.

All right, get in there. Let's go. Come on.

You boys really showed me something.

- Thanks, sir. - It's like Christmas.

You remember Christmas, dad?

Oh, yeah, it's like Christmas, easter, your birthday,

the fourth of July, all rolled into one.

God damn!

Hey, what you got to say for yourself, old boy?

You're gonna be all right now that you're a free man?

Hey, boy.

We just got away from the big house without a shot fired.

Cleaner than a whore's Bible.

How's that, dad?

A whore's Bible is clean, because it's never been cracked.

Out.

- What the hell is this? - It's the car he gave us.

I asked for a four-by.

Now how do you think we're gonna drive across the sand

in this goddamn tank?

Uncle Joe said it's the best he could do right now.

Goddamn your uncle Joe.

Give me the goddamn keys.

I'm driving this goddamn car.

God dammit.

We're gonna be late, Jack.

No, no, we'll be just fine... Look.

Lend me hand with this damn thing, would you?

I swear.

John Cooper without me.

No way, you're swearing before church.

Well, you're right, we better hurry up or you gonna

send us both to the fiery furnace.

Yeah, you know what I mean.

I do know what you mean.

- Oh, just leave it. - No, no, I've got it.

Yeah, Cooper.

Sir, this is warden Blackwell.

Can you come on out here?

Do what now?

We had a break in the big house. Gary Tison...

All right, I will.

What is it? What happened?

Gary Tison just busted out of prison.

"Tison"? How can that be?

Well, I am surprised that it took the son of a bitch this long.

What are you gonna do?

I am gonna bust him back in.

I need you to pick them up,

they'll be out over in Hyner.

You shouldn't be calling me here.

I don't intend to keep you long enough for anyone to take notice.

He said you know the place.

Some cabins up there.

He jumped the gun, without giving me enough time to rush through this.

I can't just drop everything.

Rush ain't hardly the word.

Now you better find a way to get that plane up there and do as you're told,

or their blood is gonna be on your hands.

The time for talking is over. It's doing time.

- Hey, honey. - Hi.

- Have a seat. - Thank you.

What can I get you?

I'd like a cup of coffee and a slice of Tennessee lemon pie.

Oh, I am sorry, this one over here got the last piece.

Is that so?

Sorry.

You got apple?

Ice cream on top?

Come any other way?

Not in these parts.

You from Tennessee?

No, ma'am. Just like the pie.

Mm.

I like your hair.

Thank you, sweetie.

You're Dorothy Tison?

What's this all about?

You need to come on down to the station and answer some questions for me.

- Wait a minute. What has she done? - Ma'am.

Your husband has escaped from Arizona state penitentiary.

You need to come with me.

It's for her own protection.

You want me to call anyone for you?

It's all right, sweetie. I'll be fine.

It's not my first time in the Capper, you see.