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- No grass growing under them tires, eh?

- I wasn't speeding.

- And Illinois license plates?

- Yeah, sure. Chicago.

Get that fist up there.

Hey, I haven't got any gun

if that's what you mean.

- Peanuts won't kill you.

- Salted peanuts?

- Yeah, why?

- I ain't answering the questions, buddy.

You are. Come on, get out.

Where were you last night,

Mr. Wilson?

If you don't mind.

- I drove all night.

- On that old road?

I got lost trying to find

a shortcut to Capital City.

- And the night before last?

- Camping out.

Sorry to take up so much of your time,

but... Excuse me a second.

- Smoke?

- No, thanks.

Some peanuts?

Now you're talking

my language, sheriff.

I've had that habit

since I was a kid.

My old man used to bring them to me.

I got used to having them around.

Yes, sir.

- Always find peanuts in my pocket.

- Wilson...

...where did you say

you spent the night before last?

- Camping out.

- Why?

Why? For the...

Is it a crime to get fresh air for yourself

when you've been stuck in a ci...?

Hey, look. What am I

suspected of anyway?

- I got a right to know.

- Sure.

Me? Why, that's the craziest thing

I ever heard. That'd fit a million men.

Read that.

Am I the only guy in the world

that eats peanuts?

- Why, you just...

- I never ate peanuts in my life.

I get it.

Why don't you check?

Get my brothers on the phone...

...in Chicago...

- We'll check all right.

That's what I'm here for.

- Mind showing me your pockets?

- I should say not.

I don't mind, I mean.

He knows what I got.

Keys, handkerchiefs...

...my license, money,

what there is of it.

Pipe, tobacco, matches.

- And peanuts.

- Bugs.

- Quiet, Rainbow.

- Check those bills...

...against the numbers

of these ransom banknotes.

You've come to the right man, chief.

- Sure he's only gonna check those?

- You're probably right as rain, Wilson.

Take a look under the five-dollar series.

Q 49677308 Z.

And on his bill the same thing.

Q 49677308 Z.

That can't be. That's impossible.

Rip up that car of his.

Might be more of them.

- Man, is this gonna be a sensation.

- Keep it to yourself.

And keep that dog quiet.

- Good morning.

- Hello.

Anybody here?

Any good-looking man from Illinois

looking for a good-looking girl here?

- Where's the good-looking girl?

- She'll be along in a minute.

Well, the good-looking

young fella ain't here yet either.

He will be.

Well, will you let me

phone Chicago then?

Or better, I can phone my...

- Phone your what?

- Phone my brothers.

If you're mixed up with this gang,

it wouldn't be smart of me to let you.

Look, sheriff. I got the bill some place

in change. I don't know where I got it.

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