The Onion Field Page #3

start this baby moving!

"Skip, jump."

Like a goddamn kangaroo

jumping around out there.

All this funny talk!

"Furthermore, wherefore!"

Don't give me any more

"furtherfore" or "whereover"...

or any more of that funky-ass bullshit!

Greg said he was paroled out of Vacaville.

That's a nut jail.

Let her go, Jimbo.

- Goddamn it, let the clutch out!

- I did. It ain't going nowhere.

Let the goddamn clutch all the way out!

Now you're rolling. Go left!

- He's shooting at us!

- Lord, are we hit?

Goddamn it, you'd know if we were hit!

Let's go!

- There must be over $300 here!

- Help me, Jesus!

Hold it! Don't touch that!

Lord, don't touch that! Now, look!

Now, look! Hold it!

This is the humbug! This is the wrong...

- Move it, sweetheart!

- Don't know why you wanna put me in jail!

That man tried to rape me! Yes, he did!

Why don't you let me go?

I've never been arrested before.

I don't know why I did it.

I never done that before.

I never... No!

No!

Watch it, Harry.

Grab that son of a b*tch!

I'm not a queer.

Son of a b*tch!

Believe me, I'm telling you,

I never did it before!

- What the hell was that all about?

- Probably homosexual panic.

I've seen it before.

- What is that?

- The boy suddenly realized who he is.

He's confused and he's scared.

Married six months,

I come home at 1:00 a.m...

and find you alone with three men?

I'm keeping your seat warm.

- I lost $2 already.

- I didn't win it.

Just a second, Helen.

He's holding what? Thanks, junior.

The kid said you gotta

fill an inside straight.

- I'll bump the pot a quarter.

- It's a week till payday.

It's your house.

Tell him the limit's a dime.

The limit's a dime.

What a night.

1:
00 in the morning,

clear, beautiful out,

And the weather, the same for tomorrow,

Another beautiful day here in Los Angeles,

The limit just went up to a quarter.

- Had a bad night?

- There are no bad nights.

Any good ones?

Want to tell me some

cops-and-robbers stories?

I just can't go home right now, Mom.

Adah's asleep, and the kids are asleep.

- All normal people are asleep.

- Really?

What did you do when Dad was out

on a house call in the middle of the night?

Was he able to sleep when he came home

after putting somebody back together?

- He'd just sit and play his violin.

- That's what I'll do.

I'll play the bagpipes at 2:00 a.m.

The kids are still too young

to run away from home, right?

- What was I playing here?

- Rachmaninoff.

- How do you remember?

- I remember.

Why did I go from piano to bagpipes?

Fifty generations of Highlander blood

won out.

- Have some tea.

- Thank you.

You know, I always hated

dissecting frogs in premed.

But you should see me treat a mental case

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