The Old Man & the Gun

DISPATCHER (on radio): All right, 1-10, this is Dispatch. Do you copy?

OFFICER (on radio): This is 1-10. Go ahead.

What's your 20, 1-10?

All right, 1-10, what's your 20?

We're right around the corner, Marianne. What do you need?

We've got a 4-1-5

at 6816th South Corbine Street.

(police radio chatter continues indistinctly)

All units. There's a 2-1-1 in progress.

American Bank.

Suspect is driving a white sedan. I repeat.

Suspect is armed and driving a white sedan.

- (sirens blaring) 1-10 en route.

(indistinct chatter over police radio)

We got a visual on a white sedan

going south on Main.

Repeat. Going south on Main,

heading toward the I-35 on-ramp.

We are in pursuit, requesting backup.

You got a visual?

Adam, four seconds.

We'll catch up with him.

Dispatch, we found our white sedan, over.

Are you requesting backup?

Uh, no sign of the suspect.

Just in case, it's a blue car.

All units, on north I-35 in pursuit.

Suspect now believed to be driving

a blue four-door sedan.

Repeat. Blue four-door sedan.

State Highway Patrol's engaged.

10-4. All right.

(police radio chatter continues indistinctly)

Hey, excuse me. Need some help?

No, I'm good. Well...

Damn thing started choking up about a mile back.

I tried to make it to the next exit

but it conked out.

Let me take a look.

Think it's the radiator?

It could be.

Is it shot?

I wouldn't be surprised.

You know anything about cars?

Uh, no, not really.

So, where you headed?

Oh, nowhere, really.

- Just driving, huh? - Hmm. Just driving.

Hey, I like that truck of yours.

- (chuckles) Yeah. Me, too. - Yeah?

I stole it.

Did you?

: No.

It was my husband's.

Oh.

Where's he at?

Well, he's...

He's dead. That's... That's where he's at.

Oh.

Can I ask you your name?

Jewel.

- Jewel? - Mm-hmm.

- That's your name? - Yup.

Why? You don't believe me?

No, I believe you. It's just, uh...

well, it does suit you.

Can say that.

So, what about you? What's your name, Mr. All-Dressed-Up-In-A-Blue Suit?

I'm Bob. I'm Bob Callahan.

So, where are you headed?

Home.

I've been on the road for a while.

Doing what?

Oh, this and that. I'm in sales.

Oh. Selling what?

As I said, a little of this...

- (dings) - ... little of that.

What are you looking for?

- So, you like horses? - What?

- That thing you're... - Oh! Yes! Yeah, I do.

So, you're a cowgirl who likes stealing cars?

- What else am I missing? - That's pretty much it.

I have three horses. I live in the country.

- Three horses? - I love to ride.

- Yeah. - What are their names?

- The horses? - Yeah.

Wiley, Clementine, and Dorothy Jean.

Dorothy Jean?

Sounds like my kinda gal. Dorothy Jean.

Do you ride?

Me? No. No, never. Never have.

- But it's on my list. - What list is that?

Things I want to do but haven't done yet.

Well, you better hurry up.

Yeah, how come?

- (laughs) Anything else?

- No. No, I think we're good. - No, thank you.

- All right then. Whenever you're ready. - Thank you. Sure.

No, no! You gave me a lift. This is the least I can do.

- No, no, don't worry about it. - Please, I insist.

Thank you.

So, uh, what did you say you do? Sales?

- Yeah. - Like door-to-door?

- Uh, no, no, no. - Bible salesman?

No, definitely not. No.

I'm kidding.

Uh... can I tell you something?

I don't know the first thing about sales.

- Oh. - I just made it up.

Well, what do you do then?

Well, that's a secret.

- Oh, is it now? - Yeah.

And why is that?

Well, because if I told you, you probably wouldn't want to see me again.

Who said I was gonna see you again?

Would you?

This is...

- You're not serious, are you? - I am.

- This is a joke. - I'm serious.

- Oh, come on. - No, joke. No, it's no joke.

Why would you even tell me, then?

Well, I think because I trust you.

You just met me.

Well, sometimes you just know is all.

With me, you know?

Well, you're still sitting here.

Well, that's because I don't believe you.

And if I did believe you...

So, what'd be worse?

If I'm lying about this or telling you the truth?

Prove it.

- Prove it? - Yeah.

- You want me to prove it? - Yeah.

What'll you do if I can?

I won't walk out that door.

No, I'm not gonna do it.

I didn't think so.

Not because I can't.

Because it's just not my style.

- Not your style? - Mnh-mnh.

- You have style? - I do.

Well, uh, tell me what that is then.

- My style? - Yeah.

Okay, well, let's take this place.

This place is not my style.

Say it was a bank.

And instead of that counter up there,

that was really a teller's window.

And that lady standing there

was the teller behind the window.

And you just walk in, real calm,

and you'd find yourself a spot and you'd sit down

- Hold your horses! - ...just like we're sitting here.

And you wait and you watch.

And that may take a couple of hours,

might take a couple of days, even.

But you wait. It's gotta feel right.

The timing has to feel right.

And when it does feel right, you make your move.

So you walk right up, look her in the eye,

and you say, "Ma'am, this is a robbery."

And you show her the gun, like this.

You say, "I want you to fill that bag with money, hand it over to me.

"And don't do anything stupid or foolish.

"I wouldn't want you to get hurt.

'"Cause I like you.

"I like you a lot.

"As a matter of fact, I might even be falling for you,

so don't go breaking my heart now, okay?"

So, she'd fill up the bag with money.

She'd hand it over to me.

And I'd go out just the way I came in,

real casual-like.

And she'd...

You tell me what she'd do?

Hey. I'm just pulling your leg.

His hands were shaking. That's what I kept noticing.

His hands were shaking all over the place.

If he had pulled that trigger,

I don't even think he could have pulled the trigger,

- he was so jacked up, but if he had, I... - (camera clicking)

Nah. Nah. Nah. You did the right thing.

How you feeling? You okay?

Hey. Hey, John! John!

I don't wanna make it a big deal or nothing,

but we all pitched in and got a little something for you.