Thieves' Highway Page #2

- Can I have the keys?

- I bought this truck from your old man.

I'll talk to him.

- I'll square everything with him.

- You'll talk to me.

- Where are the keys?

- Look, kid. This bargain your old man sold me...

I been keepin' it together with spit.

The universal's shot,

the rear end sounds like she's comin' apart.

I'd be glad to give it back to him, but I need it.

For one more haul. Just one.

If your old man's worried about his money,

tell him Ed Kinney's got the first load

of Golden Delicious apples.

If you got money to buy apples,

why don't you pay for the truck?

I haven't got a dime,

but this crop is so hot...

two guys are buyin' me a load,

just to find out where it is.

You talk just like

my old man used to.

Always blowing off

a lot of smoke.

Come on.

Let's have the keys.

You'll have to kick my face in

to get 'em, brother.

I know when I've got a good thing.

I've been hauling a long time. And this is it.

I found this orchard

where they come ripe early.

A south slope that catches the sun.

Golden Delicious apples.

It's like money in the bank. Ask your old man

if any produce dealer in the country...

wouldn't give

his eyeteeth to get 'em.

Would they, um

Would they go for them

in San Francisco?

They eat apples in Frisco.

They ain't snobs. They'd grab 'em up like that.

- You think Mike Figlia might be interested?

- That chiseler.

He'd be so crazy to get 'em,

he might even make a straight deal

It's too bad

your old man is laid up.

He'd go in with me

if he had 1,200 bucks.

Then I wouldn't have to

go in with these other two guys.

They ain't no friends of mine,

but your old man, I like him.

He used to be a good trucker.

We could buy two loads of Golden Delicious

one for him and one for me

and make a killing.

Hey, Doc!

The two guys I was

telling you about.

I wish I didn't have to

go in with them. They're sharp.

I got a hunch they're gonna bounce me

after they find out where the apples are.

Hey, you beanpole,

you long drink of

When are you gonna

get that gas-buggy heated up, huh?

Maybe I could raise

1,200 bucks.

- Hi, Ed. Got her all set to go?

- She's ready to roll.

That's our partner, boy. That's our partner.

After we pick up the money

tomorrow noon, we're on our way.

Tomorrow's too late.

You should have been here yesterday.

- Wait

- We ain't goin' nowhere. The deal's off.

- What?

- I don't hear ya. I don't hear ya!

The farmer called up.

Said he sold the whole orchard to a big shipper.

He can't do that!

You said he made a deal with us!

Yeah, you can't trust

nobody these days.

How do you like that? We get kissed off

before we even get a chance to pucker up.

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