Thieves Like Us

CHICAMAW:
Well, praise the Lord for that.

I can hear him saying, "Get out the guns

- "and the hounds and the .30-30s...

- Yeah.

"... and you shoot them

sons of bitches down. "

(ALL LAUGHING)

BOWIE:
Did you hear

any baseball scores, Jasbo?

JASBO:
No, sir, I sure haven't.

Well, don't the radio work?

No, sir. It don't.

It never has worked when it's raining.

Hey, Jasbo, why don't you sing us a song?

I don't know no songs.

What do you mean,

you don't know no songs?

The radio don't work.

You be the radio. You sing us a song.

Well, there is a song

we used to sing in high school.

Oh, that's okay, boys.

Sing the high school song.

(ALL SINGING)

(CHICAMAW LAUGHING)

(ALL LAUGHING)

T- DUB:
Thataway, Jasbo!

BOWIE:
Yeah, Jasbo!

CHICAMAW:
Just another what?

JASBO:
Just another accident.

(ALL SINGING)

(ALL LAUGHING)

T- DUB:
Hey, Jasbo!

(TIRE BURSTS)

CHICAMAW:
Jasbo, I could

shoot you for this.

Bowie, get that spare tire.

That ain't my fault.

That tire's a brand new tire.

BOWIE:
His spare's flatter than a sailcat.

Gentlemen, this wins the purloin bathtub.

Come on, let's walk it.

You go ahead, Bowie.

I'll take care of Jasbo right now.

- Take care of me?

- Come on, in the car, in the car.

- Yes, sir.

- Move it, move it, move!

Yes, sir.

Now, you know what to do,

don't you, Jasbo?

- Or am I gonna have to tie you up?

- No, sir, you don't have to tie me up.

- I know what to do.

- That's a good boy.

- Now, you bump your head on that wheel.

- Yes, sir.

And you close your eyes and you keep

your eyes closed, you hear me?

Yes, sir.

You keep those eyes closed

for the next two hours, hey?

- Yes, sir.

- Three hours,

'cause I'm gonna come back and check

every once in a while. You got me?

Yes, sir.

(LAUGHING)

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