Thunderbolt and Lightfoot Page #5

Hey, there are plenty of guys twice my age

who don't know their ass

from a hole in the ground.

I won't fault you there.

In for a penny, in for a pound.

So, who are these guys

that are following us?

Oh...

The big dude's a war hero.

His name's Red Leary.

Saved my life once in Korea.

He was sent to prison in Illinois later on

for stabbing a woman.

There he met

an old-time bank robber, named Billy Lamb.

Lamb taught him how to break safes.

Lamb was a real genius for organization.

Thanks.

When they got out,

Lamb introduced him to Dunlop,

Dunlop's an electronics expert or was.

That's the guy you took

care of in the field.

- Wanna brew?

- Definitely.

The little Orphan Annie-eyed

character's Eddie Goody.

He's a driver.

He's harmless when he's alone.

So, what happened to the money?

Hey, I don't care anything about the money,

you know that.

We're friends, right? I

like you as a friend.

Yeah.

Oh, we hid it in a one-room

schoolhouse in Warsaw, Montana.

A place Lamb went to when he was a kid.

Hid it in the wall

right behind the blackboard.

Half a million dollars-worth.

It's still there.

Schoolhouse?

Right behind the blackboard.

Why?

Well, it was always

Lamb's practice to control the money

till the final split.

We kept in contact with each other

through personals in the newspaper.

Then Lamb had a heart attack and died.

Guess he was just too old for it.

Leary got suspicious

but I wasn't about to tell him

where the hell the money was,

because I knew he'd go straight to it,

heat or no heat.

Well, then the police

released a thing in the press

saying that the money had been found.

Bullshit.

Leary went off his ass.

He got careless

but he couldn't lead them to the money

'cause he didn't know

where the hell it was.

Finally, they arrested

and convicted him on another bank robbery

that took place several years before.

And when he got out

he convinced the others I'd set him up.

I decided best that I should drop out

for a while.

That church was a pretty far-out idea.

Hmm.

About as far out as possible, I thought.

F***!

Are you sure this is the spot?

Yeah.

What? I didn't hear what you said.

I said, yeah, this is it.

Well, what happened to it?

I don't know. Progress.

Have a nice day, boy.

Here, for you.

That's the last of our money.

It's good.

Real good.

Fantastic pistachio.

What do we do now?

Drop your c*cks and reach for your socks.

Don't look at me. I didn't say a word.

- Red?

- Start the car.

Freeze, you son of a b*tch.

The first one of you moves I shoot.

All right, kill the engine.

Hand me the keys and don't turn around.

Now, both of you get out

of Pistachio's side.

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