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Jack: MOST OF US FACE A CHOICE IN LIFE
THAT WE NEVER THOUGHT WE'D HAVE TO MAKE.
BUT WE MAKE IT
AND EITHER REMAIN TRUE TO OURSELVES
OR SPEND THE REST OF OUR LIVES WISHING WE HAD.
IT WAS THE HEIGHT OF THE GREAT DEPRESSION.
FRANKLIN ROOSEVELT WAS PRESIDENT OF THE UNITED STATES,
ADOLF HITLER, CHANCELLOR OF GERMANY.
G-MEN CHASED GANGSTERS,
KING KONG CLIMBED THE EMPIRE STATE BUILDING,
AND I HAD JUST GONE TO WORK
AS A REPORTER FOR ALBION MUNSON,
PUBLISHER OF THE ONLY NEWSPAPER IN ONE OF THE SAFEST,
MOST BEAUTIFUL AND PROSPEROUS VALLEYS IN CALIFORNIA.
MUNSON TOOK ALL THE CREDIT.
Munson: EVERYTHING IMPORTANT IS RIGHT IN FRONT OF YOU.
Jack: BUT I NEED TO KNOW
WHAT'S BEHIND WHAT'S IN FRONT OF YOU.
THAT'S A COMPLETE WASTE OF TIME.
THINGS ARE NOT ALWAYS AS THEY APPEAR, BOSS.
AS A MATTER OF FACT, THEY ARE.
THE PEOPLE SPEAK.
IT'S MY JOB TO KEEP IT THAT WAY, JACK.
[BOTH LAUGH]
AMERICA IS A BIKE RIDE THROUGH SOME OLD BUZZARD'S LEAVES.
ALBION, NOT EVERY CHILD HAS A BICYCLE.
WHAT, YOU WANT THE GOVERNMENT TO GIVE 'EM ONE?
I'M SORRY.
NEXT TIME MY CAR BREAKS DOWN, I'LL WALK.
Jack: THE MAD DOG
HAD ABSOLUTELY NO SENSE OF HUMOR ABOUT HIMSELF.
[TYPING]
DID YOU FORGOT THE FACTS, DAUMIER?
AT LEAST I USE 'EM.
Munson on intercom: DAUMIER.
ON MY WAY.
[BUZZ]
YOUR SOCIALIST RANT IN THE CAR THIS MORNING
MADE ME FORGET.
HORACE WALSH MAKES HIS SON
VICE PRESIDENT OF THE STORE TONIGHT.
WHAT KIND OF NEWS IS THAT?
THE KIND THAT WE WRITE FOR OUR BIGGEST ADVERTISER.
OH, THAT KIND.
NOW GET YOURSELF DOWN TO THE SOUSA HOTEL.
RIGHT NOW, JACK. GO.
Jack: NEITHER OF US KNEW
THIS WAS GOING TO BE THE BIGGEST STORY OF OUR LIVES.
HOW ARE YOU, MR. BREWSTER?
MR. WALSH.
IF YOU DIDN'T SELL SUCH WELL-MADE SHOES, SIR,
I'D BE A RICH MAN.
HOW'S GAVIN JR. FARING?
OH, PLENTY OF SOLES AND HEELS TO GO
AND LACES AND POLISH, TOO,
BEFORE HE'S BETTER, I'M AFRAID.
FOR THE CHILD I'LL NEVER HAVE.
I DIDN'T MEAN TO GRAB IT LIKE THAT, SIR.
YOU'RE GONNA FALL IN LOVE JUST LIKE ME.
GOD BLESS YOU, MR. WALSH.
Jack: BLAKE, THE SON IN WALSH & SON,
WAS ALWAYS LATE WHENEVER HE HAD TO DRIVE HIS FATHER.
WALSH.
MR. BREWSTER.
I HOPE TO LIVE UP TO ALL OF THE CONFIDENCES
MY FATHER HAS SHOWN ME.
Jack: IF THERE WAS VALLEY ROYALTY,
IT WAS THE WALSH FAMILY.
I DON'T DESERVE THAT CAR, DAD.
Jack: BLAKE WAS THE CROWN PRINCE.
I RICHLY DESERVE IT.
Jack: KING HORACE NEVER MISSED A THING.
Blake: HO-HUM.
Jack: QUEEN NATALIE
WOULD NEVER ALLOW A COMMONER LIKE ME
TO HAVE ANYTHING TO DO WITH PRINCESS HELEN.
Man: YOU LOOK BEAUTIFUL.
JACK DAUMIER, VALLEY STANDARD.
CAN I ASK YOU A FEW QUESTIONS?
YOUR FATHER'S NOT READY.
YOU'LL JUST HAVE TO WAIT.
TELL DAD I'LL HAVE THE CAR IN FRONT OF THE HOTEL.
YOU LOVE THAT CAR
MORE THAN YOU LOVE YOUR FAMILY.
I KNOW NO OTHER LOVE.
HI, MRS. WALSH.
HELLO, BUNNY.
THANK YOU, SIR.
LET'S GO FOR A RIDE, PRETTY BOY.
WHAT ARE YOU DOING?
SHUT UP! DRIVE!
Helen: EXCUSE ME, SIR.
UH, JACK DAUMIER.
VALLEY STANDARD.
HELEN WALSH. WALSH & SON.
[TRIES NOT TO LAUGH]
STOP THAT!
WHAT? OH, GOD!
[COUGHING]
MY HOUSE?
WELL, I'LL BE THERE.
Helen: BUNNY, MAKE SURE HE KNOWS HOW TO GET TO THE HOUSE.
WHAT THE HELL? [COUGHS]
STOP THE *** CAR.
I SAID STOP THE *** CAR NOW!
ALL RIGHT.
ALL RIGHT, GIVE ME YOUR WALLET.
GIVE IT TO ME. COME ON!
NOW ***-CAN THE TROUSERS.
AND THE BRITCHES, TOO. I MEAN NOW!
DO IT RIGHT HERE! NOW!
IT'S NOT POLITE TO STARE, HELEN.
I'LL RIDE HOME WITH BUNNY.
LET'S GO, BUNNY.
READY?
I'M READY.
YOU SAID BLAKE WAS OUTSIDE THE HOTEL.
OH, I BET HE TOOK HIS NEW CAR OUT FOR A SPIN
TO SHOW IT OFF.
GUESS I'LL HAVE TO RIDE WITH YOU AND HELEN.
NO, HELEN'S RIDING WITH BUNNY.
RIDING WITH ME IS NOT A DEATH SENTENCE, HORACE.
[TAPPING ON DOOR]
WHO'S THERE?
JACK! OH, I NEVER SEE YOU!
OH, YOU CAN'T VISIT ME HERE.
AUNT SYLVIA, IS THAT STILL HELEN'S BEDROOM WINDOW?
OH, YOU KNOW, MRS. WALSH WILL BE HOME ANY MINUTE.
NO, I KNOW. I KNOW. I KNOW.
BUT I'M WRITING A NEWSPAPER STORY ABOUT BLAKE.
BLAKE'S STORY DOESN'T NEED A WINDOW.
[BOTH LAUGH]
I'LL CALL YOU.
OKAY.
LOOK AT BLAKE THEN.
[HELEN LAUGHS] HE'S FIVE.
EASTER SUNDAY, HIS WOOL PANTS WERE HOT.
ITCHED TERRIBLE, SO HE TOOK 'EM OFF
BEFORE HE GOT IN THE CAR.
WE WERE ALMOST AT MASS BEFORE MY MOTHER SAW IT.
[CLICK AT WINDOW]
REPORTER FOR A BELLE.
NEVER THROW YOURSELF ON THEM, HELEN.
THEY MIGHT GET OUT OF THE WAY.
YOU KNOW WHAT? I HAVE THIS STRANGE FEELING
I KNOW HIM.
[CLICK AT WINDOW]
A STRANGE FEELING HAS YOU.
I'LL GIVE YOU THE SCOOP TOMORROW.
Jack: WHERE WE GOING?
COME ON.
DO YOU LIKE MY PLAYHOUSE?
YEAH.
THANK YOU.
YOU'RE WELCOME.
SO...
YOU DON'T, UH...
YOU DON'T REMEMBER ME, DO YOU?
WE PLAYED HOUSE IN HERE.
YOU WERE 4, I WAS 6,
AND YOU SERVED ME MUD PIE.
AND THEN YOU KISSED ME.
AND THEN YOU CRIED
WHEN I GOT MUD ON YOUR WHITE DRESS.
AND YOU RAN AND TOLD YOUR MOTHER
THAT I KISSED YOU,
AND THEN SHE TOLD MY AUNT SYLVIA
I WAS FORBIDDEN TO EVER VISIT HERE AGAIN.
SYLVIA'S YOUR AUNT?
UH-HUH.
I WASN'T VERY NICE THEN, WAS I?
SO YOU'LL TAKE THE CREDIT THIS TIME?
Natalie: HELEN!
MOTHER!
Natalie: HELEN!
HELEN.
WHEW.
WHAT ARE YOU DOING IN THIS FILTHY PLACE?
REKINDLING MY CHILDHOOD, MOTHER.
WHAT IS GOING ON WITH YOU AND BLAKE TONIGHT?
GET IN THE HOUSE!
I WOKE COOPER UP.
HE SAID CALL HEDY WHAT'S-HER-NAME,
AND NEITHER ONE OF THEM
HAVE SEEN BLAKE SINCE THE CEREMONY.
IT'S ALL RIGHT.
HELEN, IS THERE SOMEWHERE BLAKE GOES
THAT WE DON'T KNOW ABOUT?
NO.
HELEN.
NO.
I DON'T CARE IF BLAKE IS EMBARRASSED.
I'M CALLING THE SHERIFF. IT'S BEEN FOUR HOURS.
YOU KNOW HOW HE LOSES HIS SENSE OF TIME
IN THAT CAR, DARLING.
[TELEPHONE RINGS]
SEE? THAT'S PROBABLY HIM.
NOT TO WORRY.
Horace: YOU'RE RIGHT.
HELLO.
WALSH.
MAY I SAY WHO'S CALLING?
YOU TELL HIM WE GOT HIS SON
AND WE WANT 100 GRAND.
CALL THE COPS, AND YOU'LL NEVER SEE HIM AGAIN.
TELL WALSH.
[CLICK]
THEY HAVE BLAKE.
THEY WHAT?
THEY HAVE BLAKE.
BLAKE'S BEEN TAKEN SOMEWHERE?
HE WANTS $100,000.
WHAT? HELEN, YOU DIDN'T LISTEN TO WHAT HE SAID.
NATALIE, SWEETHEART, PLEASE.
GO ON, HELEN.
CALL THE COPS, YOU'LL NEVER SEE HIM AGAIN.
HELLO?
HELLO?
SHERIFF ACKLE, PLEASE.
Jack: HORACE WANTED ALL THE HELP HE COULD GET,
SO HE CONTACTED THE FBI.
UNFORTUNATELY, THAT CALL JEOPARDIZED HIS SON'S LIFE.
THE CALL CAME FROM A HOTEL
ON MARKET STREET IN SAN FRANCISCO.
NO ONE SAW ANYTHING.
WHY WOULD ANYONE DRIVE WAY UP THERE
AT THIS GODFORSAKEN HOUR?
G-MEN.
THOSE G-MEN REALLY FLY.
WHY WOULD YOU CALL THE FBI?
SPECIAL AGENT IN CHARGE TUCKER. FBI.
MY PARTNER, SPECIAL AGENT CALLAWAY.
HORACE WALSH. WE SPOKE EARLIER.
THIS IS MY WIFE NATALIE.
OUR DAUGHTER HELEN SHOWED YOU IN.
SYLVIA, OUR LIVE-IN MAID,
IS USUALLY AROUND.
SHERIFF ALFRED ACKLE.
THAT'S EVERYONE EXCEPT BLAKE, OF COURSE.
GENTLEMEN, PLEASE SIT DOWN.
I WAS ELECTED SHERIFF
JUST FOR THIS REASON, MR. WALSH.
INTELLIGENT OF YOU
TO INVOLVE US, MR. AND MRS. WALSH.
IF THE KIDNAPPERS
UTILIZED THE U.S. POSTAL SERVICE,
THE FBI CAN ACT.
THE PHONE COMPANY WILL BE MONITORING ALL CALLS SHORTLY.
MM-HMM.
DID YOU FIND THE LINDBERGH KIDNAPPERS YET?
[WHISPERING]
WE FOUND BLAKE'S STUDEBAKER
ABANDONED NEAR CINNABAR RANCH IN MILPITAS.
Natalie: ABANDONED?
SORRY. I'VE GOT TO GO.
MILPITAS?
10 MILES EAST OF DOWNTOWN.
Tucker: EXCUSE US, PLEASE.
Jack: HORACE AND NATALIE KNEW
THEIR LIVES HAD CHANGED FOREVER.
JACK, THE B-I IS HERE FOR BLAKE.
THE SHERIFF, TOO.
THE B-I? THE FBI?
BLAKE?
THEY FOUND BLAKE'S CAR AT THE CINNABAR RANCH IN MILPITAS.
MILPITAS?
SOMEONE NEEDS TO USE THE PHONE.
SYLVIA, WHEN DID THIS--
Man: NEVER SEEN A CAR LIKE THIS UP CLOSE.
THAT MAN CALLED WHEN HE GOT HOME FROM WORK AROUND 11:00.
Man: NOT A DROP OF BLOOD.
THE WIFE SAID SHE SAW THE STUDEBAKER
PULL IN AROUND 7:00.
THOUGHT IT WAS YOUNGSTERS NECKING.
WELL, YOU WON'T FIND MARRIED COUPLES DOING THAT, DULLY.
JACK DAUMIER. VALLEY STANDARD.
IT'S THE VALLEY'S NEWSPAPER.
MMM. CAN'T READ.
DID YOU SEE WHO WAS IN THAT CAR
BEFORE THOSE OTHER MEN GOT HERE?
TWO MEN.
AND WHAT HAPPENED?
THE BIG DIRTY CAR STOPPED NEXT TO IT.
MM-HMM.
AND WHO WAS IN THE DIRTY CAR?
FOUR MEN.
MM-HMM. AND WHAT HAPPENED AFTER THAT?
THE SKINNY MAN WHO GOT OUT OF THE PRETTY CAR,
HE LOOKED SCARED TO DEATH.
HE AND THE OTHER MAN, THEY GOT IN THE DIRTY CAR.
HE HAD NO PANTS.
NO PANTS?
THAT'S CRAZY.
NO PANTS.
THANK YOU VERY MUCH, MA'AM.
GOOD NIGHT, YOUNG LADY.
Jack: ONE OF ACKLE'S DEPUTIES
CALLED THE PHONE COMPANY IN SAN FRANCISCO,
THEN A FRIEND IN THE POLICE DEPARTMENT,
AND THE CAT WAS OUT OF THE BAG.
WELL, I DON'T CARE. I DON'T CARE.
SAN FRANCISCO REPORTERS
ARE ALREADY CAMPED OUT ON THE PORT-COCHERE, ALBY.
Munson: LEAVE IT TO ME, HORACE.
FINE. FINE. I'LL SEE YOU WHEN YOU GET HERE.
[MEN LAUGHING]
HOUSES THIS BIG HAVE HEARSES IN THE DRIVEWAY.
IT'S TRUE.
CAN IT, BOYS. TOMATO BOILER IN A SUIT.
I THOUGHT EVERYBODY IN SAN JOSE
WAS HIDING UNDER THE COVERS.
JACK DAUMIER. VALLEY STANDARD.
[SCOFFS] MUNSON DOESN'T HAVE REPORTERS.
LOOK OUT!
HEY, WATCH IT!
MUNSON!
WHAT THE HELL?
DAUMIER, I'LL DEAL WITH YOU IN A MINUTE.
ALL OF YOU, GET OUT OF HERE.
JUST LEAVE THIS FAMILY ALONE.
SNOT-NOSE'S CAR WAS ABANDONED IN THE BOONDOCKS.
THIS IS THE BOONDOCKS.
EVERYWHERE, BLOOD.
YOU HAVE NO BUSINESS HERE.
BLAKE LEFT THE CAR UNDER HIS OWN POWER.
GO! GET OUT OF HERE!
GET THE HELL OUT OF HERE AND STAY OUT!
NO ONE READS THE VALLEY STANDARD.
PEACH PICKERS CAN'T READ.
THEY WRAP IT AROUND FIGS.
DAUMIER, THIS KIDNAPPING IS PERSONAL.
STAY OUT OF IT.
Jack: KIDNAPPING OR NO KIDNAPPING,
I HAD STRUGGLED FOR WEEKS
TO CONVINCE THE UNION ORGANIZERS
TO MEET WITH ME.
TRUTH BE TOLD,
NOT EVERYONE HAS IT SO ROSY IN MUNSON'S VALLEY.
KEEP YOUR HEAD DOWN.
WHAT, ARE YOU AFRAID TO BE SEEN WITH ME?
JUST AFRAID.
SOMEBODY BUSTED MY MIRRORS.
DAUMIER. VALLEY STANDARD.
HIS DAD WAS ONE OF US.
YOU FOLLOWED, MALONE?
NO ONE'S EVER FOLLOWED ME YET.
LISTEN, THIS CANNERY WORKS 'EM 55 HOURS
AND PAYS 'EM FOR 40.
THE WRONG WORD AND YOU'RE GONE.
YEAH, WELL, UNION ORGANIZERS
CAN'T HIDE IN THE WOODS AND MAKE CHANGE, BOYS.
THE VALLEY STANDARD MAKES US HIDE.
OH, ***.
GET OUT OF HERE!
HE'S NOT BREATHING.
[GUNSHOT]
DON'T SHOOT!
[GUNSHOT]
[to himself] ...DEPUTY,
SHERIFF'S DEPUTY BEAT TO DEATH...
...AXE HANDLES.
Jack: MY FATHER WAS AN ORGANIZER,
MURDERED WHILE LEADING A STRIKE
AT A COPPER MINE IN ARIZONA.
IT WAS NO SURPRISE
THAT WHEN THE SMILE CAME OFF THE FACE OF THIS VALLEY,
AXE HANDLES AND BULLETS REPLACED IT.
WHAT CAT DRAGGED YOUR SORRY *** IN?
PULLED AN ALL-NIGHTER, RUTZ.
I'LL BE BACK AFTER I CLEAN UP.
WALSH-BRAT GOT SNATCHED.
YEP.
I'M ALREADY ON IT.
I'M SURE YOU ARE, COLLEGE BOY.
I'M SURE YOU ARE.
Jack: RALPH RUTZ STARTED IN THE PRESSROOM AT 16,
BUT DIDN'T MAKE REPORTER UNTIL 31.
I WAS HIRED AT THE SAME SALARY.
HE NEVER GOT OVER IT.
[BUZZ]
Rutz: A UNION GUY GOT MURDERED.
Munson: THAT'S NOT ***!
Jack: HELEN ADORED HER BROTHER.
THE THOUGHT OF HIM IN HARM'S WAY DEVASTATED HER.
GOD DAMN RUTZ.
THERE'S NO WAY BACK
FROM WHAT YOU'RE GONNA TELL ME, DAUMIER.
TRUTH DOESN'T GO BACKWARDS.
YOU'RE A REPORTER.
YOU THINK A COLLEGE EDUCATION
MAKES YOU SOMETHING BETTER?
WHY DID RUTZ BYLINE MY STORY
AND DROP THE VIGILANTE ***?
I DON'T PRINT PROPAGANDA.
NEWSPAPER PUBLISHERS WITH INTEGRITY PRINT THE TRUTH.
I'M TRUTH.
AND YOU'RE FIRED.
GET ME GALLICK AND BARELLI UP HERE RIGHT NOW.
NO, MUNSON. TRUTH'S A VERSION YOU'LL NEVER HAVE.
GET OUT. GET OUT!
WHAT YOU WROTE DIDN'T HAPPEN.
IF IT GETS PRINTED, IT HAPPENED, COLLEGE BOY.
THE VALLEY STANDARD IS A FAMILY PAPER.
I DO NOT COUNTENANCE UNLAWFUL BEHAVIOR, PERIOD.
YOU KNOW, TOM, THERE STILL IS A DIFFERENCE
BETWEEN RIGHT AND WRONG.
NO RED'S GONNA TELL US HOW TO RUN ANY BUSINESS
IN THIS VALLEY, J.C.
GOD PROTECT OUR ARMS.
Jack: MUNSON'S POLITICAL VIEWS
WERE EXACTLY THE SAME AS TOM STANTON'S,
THE MOST POWERFUL CANNERY OWNER IN THE VALLEY.
MUNSON SAID THE AVERAGE JOE
COULDN'T TELL THE DIFFERENCE BETWEEN TOILET PAPER,
THE COMMUNIST MANIFESTO, AND THE CLARION VOICE.
WHAT A RECOMMENDATION.
Woman on intercom: THAT VALLEY STANDARD REPORTER PALOOKA
JUST SHOWED UP.
IT'S THE VIGILANTE *** STORY.
WHERE RIPE FRUIT IS FRONT-PAGE NEWS.
SEND THE APPLE PEELER IN.
HOW'D YOU FIND A UNION CAB?
GOT INSIDE DOPE ON THE WALSH KIDNAPPING.
DO YOU?
MM-HMM. MY AUNT WORKS IN THE WALSH MANSION.
WELL, LORD LOVE ME. JESUS HALLELUJAH.
NEVER NEEDED A SAN JOSE STRINGER.
NAME?
JACK DAUMIER.
GET ME ALBION MUNSON AT THE VALLEY STANDARD.
[RING]
MUNSON.
STANLEY DIEFFENBACH AT THE CLARION VOICE.
I THOUGHT THE PHONE GLOWED RED.
COLD-BLOODED *** NOT EVEN BACK-PAGE NEWS
IN THE VALLEY OF THE HEART'S DELIGHT?
SOME STORIES JUST DON'T MEET
THE STANDARD'S STANDARD, DIEFFENBACH.
TRUE YOUR CIRCULATION NUMBERS
DON'T MATCH YOUR ADVERTISING RATES?
I'LL PRINT YOUR FRUIT PICKER STORY.
YOU'RE MY NEW SAN JOSE STRINGER.
THANK YOU.
THANK YOU.
EXCUSE ME. I--
[TELEPHONE RINGS]
VALLEY STAND--
UH, SAN FRANCISCO CLARION VOICE.
Man: THEY FOUND THE WALSH BOY'S WALLET
ON A FUEL BARGE OVER AT PIER 32.
GET SOMEONE THERE NOW. YOU GOT IT?
HEY, WHO IS THIS?
FEELS STRANGE NOT SEEING BLAKE BEHIND THE STEERING WHEEL.
YOU NEVER WANTED TO DRIVE?
NO. NEVER EVEN TRIED.
DEPTH PERCEPTION.
YOU KNOW, I THINK HELEN
LIKES THAT COLLEGE KID REPORTER OF YOURS
AS MUCH AS NATALIE DISLIKES HIM.
NO ONE THREATENS ME, HORACE.
WHAT DO YOU MEAN?
I DON'T PUBLISH PROPAGANDA.
THE FASTEST WAY TO GET BLAKE HOME IS THE MONEY.
ALBY, THAT BANK MANAGER
WON'T WAIT FOREVER ON A SATURDAY.
HERE WE GO.
COME ON!
Jack: I TALKED TO THE BARGE HAND WHO FOUND THE WALLET,
FILED MY STORY, AND BEAT IT BACK TO MY APARTMENT.
[TELEPHONE RINGS]
JACK DAUMIER.
JACK, I NEED YOUR HELP.
HELEN?
YOU ALL RIGHT?
I DON'T KNOW.
LISTEN...WE'LL-- WE'LL FIND BLAKE TOGETHER.
JACK, I FEEL SO ALONE.
HAVE, UH...
HAVE THE KIDNAPPERS CALLED AGAIN?
I DON'T KNOW ANYTHING.
WHO'S JACK DAUMIER?
HE'S PRIVATE.
WELL, YOUR LIFE'S PUBLIC NOW.
HONEY, IT'S TOUGH WITH STRANGERS IN THE HOUSE.
THAT G-MAN JUST SAID MY PRIVATE LIFE IS PUBLIC.
WELL, BLAKE WILL BE HOME SOON
AND ALL OUR LIVES WILL BE PRIVATE AGAIN.
EVERYTHING ELSE OKAY?
YOU'RE SMART ENOUGH TO JUDGE PEOPLE FOR YOURSELF,
BUT NEWSPAPER MEN ARE DIFFERENT.
WHAT DO YOU MEAN?
IF THEY DON'T GET THE INFORMATION THEY WANT,
THEY'LL MAKE IT UP.
DADDY, WHY ARE YOU TELLING ME THIS?
FOLLOW YOUR HEART, BUT REMEMBER YOUR FAMILY, HMM?
I LOVE YOU, DADDY.
Jack: HELEN AND NATALIE
EACH BELIEVED THEY WERE THE SOLE KEEPER
OF BLAKE'S DARK SECRET.
I USED TO BELIEVE...
THAT I COULD PROTECT YOU BOTH.
I DIDN'T TELL THE TRUTH
WHEN YOU AND DADDY ASKED ME
IF BLAKE WENT PLACES YOU DIDN'T KNOW ABOUT.
I KNOW.
YOU DO?
YOU THINK I DON'T KNOW WHERE MY CHILDREN GO?
YOU DON'T WANT TO FIND BLAKE.
Natalie: HOW DARE YOU IMPLY SUCH A THING!
Jack: SHERIFF ACKLE WAS AN OLD HAND
AT MOVING THINGS ALONG
WHEN THERE WAS NOTHING TO MOVE.
ANY NEWS?
TWO SAN JOSE GUYS FISHING IN A BOAT
HEARD SOMETHING HIT THE WATER
UNDER THE SAN MATEO BRIDGE LAST NIGHT.
OH, YEAH?
WHAT TIME?
7:30. HIGH PART OF THE SPAN.
DIDN'T SEE ANYONE.
ALL RIGHT. UH...
TELL THE SAN MATEO COUNTY SHERIFF
THERE'S A BODY IN THE BAY.
YOU THINK BLAKE WALSH IS IN THE BAY?
[CHUCKLES]
WELL, THERE'S ALWAYS SOMEONE IN THE BAY.
WE HAVE DEDICATED OUR LIVES
TO KEEPING THIS VALLEY SAFE, HORACE,
AND NOW, OVERNIGHT, KIDNAPPERS COME
DESTROYING GENERATIONS OF PEACE AND SECURITY.
WELL, IT'S OUR DUTY
TO MAKE SURE WE TAKE IT BACK,
WHATEVER THE COST.
WHAT DO YOU GOT THERE?
DIFFERENT KIDNAPPERS CLAIM TO HAVE BLAKE.
HOW CAN THERE BE DIFFERENT KIDNAPPERS?
WHAT ABOUT PROOF?
NO PROOF WITH EITHER LETTER.
IT'S A FEDERAL OFFENSE
TO USE THE MAILS FOR EXTORTION.
IT'S OUR CASE.
IT'LL ALWAYS BE OUR CASE.
WE CARE FOR OUR OWN.
Jack: MUNSON, HIS PAL THE GOVERNOR,
AND LOTS OF OTHERS
HAD THE SAME CHIP ON THEIR SHOULDER.
YOU CAN'T LET THOSE G-MEN WALTZ YOU AROUND, ALBION.
IT'S ALL POLITICS TO THEM.
HUMAN TRAGEDY, USED TO POLITICAL ADVANTAGE,
THAT IS BENEATH CONTEMPT.
WHO THE HELL GIVES A DAMN?
YOU HAVE THE PEOPLE TO PIN THE BLAME ON.
THERE ARE RANSOM DEMANDS
FROM DIFFERENT KIDNAPPERS, GOVERNOR.
NO PROOF ANYBODY GOT BLAKE.
SAN FRANCISCO SAYS SAN JOSE BOTCHED IT.
WHAT DO THEY KNOW? THEIR NOSES STUCK IN THE AIR.
IF THE FBI MAKES AN ARREST,
WE ALL LOOK LIKE FRUIT PICKERS.
DO WHAT'S NECESSARY. I'LL PICK UP THE PIECES.
Munson: YOU GOT IT.
[KNOCK ON DOOR]
[KNOCKING]
[INSISTENT KNOCKING]
Jack: I SHOULDN'T HAVE BEEN SURPRISED,
BUT DAMNED IF I WASN'T.
WELL, WELL, WELL.
I NEVER THOUGHT I'D SEE YOU HERE.
YOU DON'T KNOW ME, JACK.
SO...
WHAT, ARE YOU WORRIED ABOUT MY CAREER?
CAN'T BUILD A CAREER ON LIES.
YOU DID.
OH.
GIBBONS, TOM PAINE, THACKERAY, BALZAC.
YOU DIDN'T BUY THESE BOOKS ON WHAT I PAID YOU.
NO. NO.
NO, YOU'RE RIGHT.
MY FATHER LEFT THEM TO ME.
YEAH, I DID A LITTLE DIGGING MYSELF, JACK.
YOU PULLED THE WOOL RIGHT OVER MY EYES.
YOU SEE, WHAT HAPPENED TO YOUR PA
IS WHAT WE COLLEGE MEN CALL AN OBJECT LESSON.
MINDLESS WAY TO ACQUIRE A BOOK COLLECTION.
HE WAS ASSASSINATED BY COWARDS
EXACTLY LIKE YOU.
YOU STORY IS THE SPARK IN THE FOREST, DAUMIER.
TIME TO DECIDE IF YOU WANT TO GET BURNED.
I'M THE FIRE, MUNSON. I'M THE FIRE!
ALMOST FOUR DAYS,
AND WE KNOW NOTHING MORE THAN AFTER THE ONLY CALL.
LOOKS LIKE A PROFESSIONAL ***,
BUT THEY THREW HIS WALLET AWAY.
THE HEARST PAPER
SAYS WE'VE GOT THE PHONE MONITORED.
IF IT SELLS ONE NEWSPAPER--
THESE *** NEWSPAPERS!
THEY'LL GET BLAKE KILLED.
IF THE FBI ARRESTS SOMEONE,
YOU'LL BE GUARDING TOMATO PASTE
AND I'LL BE BUYING INK BY THE JAR,
NOT THE BARREL.
NOBODY CAN FIND FIVE KIDNAPPERS, ALBY.
DO YOU WANT TO STAY A FRUIT PICKER ALL YOUR LIFE?
Jack: UNTIL HIS SON'S KIDNAPPING,
HORACE WALSH HAD SOLVED EVERY PROBLEM
HE'D FACED IN LIFE.
THERE'S NO PROOF THAT BLAKE'S EVEN WITH THEM.
THIS RANSOM DEMAND IS THE ONLY ONE
THAT TELLS YOU TO DO SOMETHING SPECIFIC.
I WILL NOT DEAL WITH SOME DAMN...OPPORTUNIST.
[TELEPHONE RINGS]
Man: WALSH.
WHO IS THIS?
BRING THE MONEY.
PROVE YOU HAVE BLAKE.
I'LL PROVE NOTHING.
KEEP HIM ON THE PHONE.
YOU HAVE TO PROVE YOU HAVE BLAKE.
THERE'S BEEN ANOTHER REQUEST FOR THE RANSOM.
SOMEONE ELSE SAYS THEY'VE KIDNAPPED MY SON.
TELL ME. PROVE IT TO ME.
LET ME SPEAK TO HIM.
WHAT DO THEY WANT ME TO DO NOW?
SYLVIA, WE BOTH NEED A WARMUP.
THEY WANT YOU TO PLACE THE NUMERAL ONE
IN THE STORE WINDOW.
WHAT ABOUT THE THREAT NOT TO CALL YOU?
JUST PUT THE ONE IN THE WINDOW
AND THE WORDS "I DON'T DRIVE."
I'M ABOUT TO GIVE UP ON THE RANSOM.
WE'RE NOT ABOUT TO GIVE UP ON BLAKE. THANK YOU.
Man: HEY, DAUMIER!
[HORN HONKS]
Woman: YOU ALL RIGHT, MISTER?
Woman: WHAT'S GOING ON?
LET'S GET OUT OF HERE!
Jack: THEY HAD STOLEN MY PAST.
MY FATHER'S BOOKS WERE GONE.
[TELEPHONE RINGS]
HORACE WALSH.
Man: BRING THE MONEY.
CAN'T YOU READ? I DON'T DRIVE.
GET IN THE CAR WITH THE *** MONEY!
BLAKE ALWAYS DROVE ME.
ASK HIM.
HE'LL SUCK A BULLET.
HE'S THERE WITH YOU, SO JUST ASK HIM.
HE WILL TELL YOU. ASK HIM.
I DON'T DRIVE.
HE TALKS TO NO ONE.
Jack: ACKLE MADE THE ARREST,
BUT IT DIDN'T STOP THE FBI
FROM TRYING TO STEAL THE CASE.
FEED ALL YOU WANT TO
AT THE GOVERNMENT TROUGH,
BUT WE GOT HIM FIRST.
HE COMMITTED MULTIPLE FEDERAL OFFENSES.
THIS MAN, HILLARD,
AND ANYONE ELSE STUPID ENOUGH TO BE INVOLVED,
WILL HANG HERE IN THIS VALLEY.
YOU CAN DO WHATEVER YOU WANT WITH HIM AFTER THAT.
CALL THE U.S. ATTORNEY
AND ASK HIM TO CONVENE THE GRAND JURY
IN THE MORNING.
JEFFREY, YOU MADE THE MISTAKE OF YOUR LIFE
WHEN YOU KIDNAPPED BLAKE WALSH.
I DIDN'T KIDNAP NOBODY.
I AIN'T NOBODY'S MISTAKE.
BUT YOU'RE DUMB ENOUGH
TO MAKE THE RANSOM CALLS.
I AIN'T DUMB ENOUGH.
LIAR!
SHERIFF CAUGHT YOU RED-HANDED.
ADMIT IT!
I CAN'T GO HOME TILL I HAVE YOUR CONFESSION.
I WANT TO GO HOME.
Jack: HILLARD, WHO STILL BELIEVED IN SANTA CLAUS AT 31,
TALKED ABOUT HIS ONLY FRIEND,
AN UNEMPLOYED SALESMAN NAMED BILL VENTE,
WHO WAS SEPARATED FROM HIS WIFE AND TWO KIDS.
[KNOCK ON DOOR]
THE INSTANT VENTE BEFRIENDED THE HAPLESS JEFFREY HILLARD,
HIS LIFE CHANGED FOR ETERNITY.
[KNOCKING]
YEAH?
OH, LORD. JEFF.
AGAIN?
YOU GOT CALAMITY ALL OVER YOU.
IT'S JUST BLOOD.
GET IN HERE.
GOT YOUR *** NOW, VENTE.
Vente: LET ME GO! WHAT ARE YOU DOING?
WE WERE READY TO GRAB THEM
THE NIGHT BLAKE WALSH WAS KIDNAPPED.
SO YOU KNEW WHO THE KIDNAPPERS WERE,
AND YOU WAITED FIVE DAYS TO ARREST THEM?
[REPORTERS LAUGH]
TRUE? HILLARD CHUCKED WALSH OFF THE SAN MATEO BRIDGE?
SAYS HE HASN'T BEEN THE SAME
SINCE HIS GIRLFRIEND THREW HIM OVER.
Dully: GO HOME! GO HOME!
[REPORTERS SHOUTING QUESTIONS]
WHAT ABOUT THE GUY HILLARD MADE?
CLAIMS TO BE A FAMILY MAN.
SOME FAMILY.
WHAT ABOUT THE LYNCH THREATS?
ALL RIGHT. PRESS CONFERENCE IS OVER.
Reporter: WHO'S RUNNING THE JAIL?
IT'S NOT YOUR PRESS CONFERENCE, ACKLE.
THEY'LL HANG, UNDER CALIFORNIA'S NEW KIDNAP LAW.
AGENT TUCKER, WHAT ARE THE CHARGES?
THE UNITED STATES ATTORNEY
HAS CONVENED A FEDERAL GRAND JURY THIS MORNING
TO INDICT JEFFREY HILLARD AND BILL VENTE
FOR CONSPIRACY AND EXTORTION
USING THE UNITED STATES MAILS.
THEY'LL HANG.
KIDNAPPING AND ***.
I'LL PUT HILLARD IN THE COURTYARD FOR PICTURES.
THAT'S IT.
GEE, I NEVER KNEW THAT TYPEWRITERS COULD FLY.
DID YOU, DAUMIER?
OH, LET'S STEP OUTSIDE.
DAUMIER.
NAH.
WE PICK THE TIME, NOT DAUMIER.
Jack: THE KIDNAPPING SHATTERED THE VALLEY'S FRAGILE INNOCENCE
...I PROMISED WHEN YOU ELECTED ME!
AND LOOSED AN UNCONTROLLABLE RAGE.
[CROWD SHOUTS ANGRILY]
FRY THE *** BUMS.
WAIT. COLD-BLOODED ***, SO YOU CHARGED THEM
WITH USING THE POSTAL SERVICE, AGENT TUCKER?
IT'S THE ONLY FEDERAL LAW THEY VIOLATED?!
HE'LL TEAR THIS VALLEY APART.
EVEN HALF-ASSED REPORTERS
SAY TWO MEN DID THE KIDNAPPING.
NO. I INTERVIEWED AN EYEWITNESS
WHO DESCRIBED BLAKE WALSH BEFORE HE GOT IN THE CAR
WITH FIVE MEN. FIVE.
WHAT, SOME DUST BOWL FARM WIFE?
HOLD THAT.
I KNOW SOMEBODY WHO WORKS AT THE TELEGRAPH COMPANY.
"TO J. EDGAR HOOVER,
"DEVELOPMENTS INDICATE THAT BLAKE WALSH
"WAS KIDNAPPED BY FIVE MEN
"DRIVING A BLACK SEDAN WITH CALIFORNIA PLATES.
"STOP. NO CONTACT SINCE RANSOM CALL. STOP.
SPECIAL AGENT IN CHARGE, TUCKER."
THE FBI SENT IT THE MORNING AFTER THE KIDNAPPING.
ACKLE ARRESTED HILLARD AND VENTE
AND FIVE BECAME TWO.
HUH.
WHAT HAPPENED TO YOUR NECK?
HEART'S DELIGHT VALENTINE.
I WORSHIP HERE EVERY DAY.
HOLIEST WINDOW
IN THE VALLEY OF THE HEART'S DELIGHT.
Jack: A DEPUTY AND AN FBI AGENT
STAYED OUTSIDE THE WALSH MANSION
MORE TO KEEP HELEN IN THAN ANYONE OUT.
I HAD WANTED HELEN WITH ME
WHEN I TRACED THE KIDNAP ROUTE
CONTAINED IN HILLARD'S CONFESSION.
BUNNY LOVED BEING THE BODY IN THE WINDOW.
[KNOCK ON DOOR]
THIS IS THE FOURTH TIME
THAT VENTE'S FATHER HAS ASKED TO SEE HIS SON.
HE'S TALKING TO SOME REPORTER.
HE STILL DOESN'T KNOW ANYTHING,
SO HE CAN TALK ALL HE WANTS.
IT JUST DOESN'T SEEM FAIR SOMEHOW.
LOOK, OLD MAN VENTE
WOULD ONLY STIR THINGS UP.
WE'VE GOT ENOUGH OF A MESS ON OUR HANDS.
YES, SIR.
YEAH, YEAH. HANG ON. WHERE?
YEAH. ALL RIGHT. GOT IT.
WHAT IS THAT SMOKE?
IT'S SOMETHING ELSE.
[HELEN GASPS]
WHAT GOT BURNED?
MY DAD'S BOOKS.
MUNSON DESPISES WORDS WITH COVERS AROUND THEM.
JACK.
JACK.
"I'M THE FIRE"?
MAYBE THIS ISN'T YOUR FIGHT, JACK.
IT'S ALWAYS BEEN MY FIGHT.
ALL RIGHT, HILLARD'S CONFESSION
STATES THAT AFTER THEY TOSSED BLAKE'S BODY
INTO THE BAY,
VENTE CLIMBED UNDER THE BRIDGE
TO SHOOT HIM?
NO GUN WAS FOUND.
I'VE BEEN UNDER THE SAN MATEO BRIDGE IN A BOAT.
ONLY A GIBBON COULD CLIMB DOWN THERE FROM THE ROADBED.
DIDN'T THEY DRIVE TO SAN FRANCISCO
TO MAKE THE RANSOM CALL?
NO. HILLARD SAYS THAT HE DROPPED VENTE
IN DOWNTOWN SAN JOSE
BEFORE HE DROVE TO SAN FRANCISCO.
HE'S 20 MILES FROM SAN FRANCISCO,
SO, WHAT, HE GOES ALL THE WAY BACK TO SAN JOSE,
THEN DRIVES 50 MORE TO MAKE THE RANSOM CALL
AND THEN ANOTHER 50 BACK? NO.
MY GOD.
THEY THREW BLAKE'S WALLET
INTO THE BAY OFF THIS PIER.
MAKES NO SENSE. THE BARGE HAND SAID
THAT TO LAND WHERE HE FOUND IT,
THE WALLET MUST HAVE BEEN TOSSED
BETWEEN 3:00 AND 6:00 IN THE MORNING.
HILLARD'S CONFESSION STATES
THAT HE WAS BACK IN DOWNTOWN SAN JOSE
BY MIDNIGHT.
WHY WOULD INNOCENT MEN SIGN CONFESSIONS?
I DON'T KNOW. THEY EACH CLAIM
THAT THE OTHER ONE DID ALL THE DIRTY WORK.
NONE OF THEM GIVE A DAMN ABOUT BLAKE.
I'VE GOT TO GET SOME AIR.
Jack: AT THAT MOMENT,
I FELT AS IF I'D BEEN WITH HELEN
MY ENTIRE LIFE.
I'LL STAND BY YOU THROUGH THIS.
WE CAN DO THIS...
TOGETHER.
JUST YOU AND ME.
JUST YOU AND ME.
LYNCH COMMITTEE?
Both: COMMITTEE OF JUSTICE.
LOOK, J.C., WHEN MURDERERS GET PUNISHED
FOR MAILING LETTERS,
NO ONE WILL BE SAFE IN THIS VALLEY EVER AGAIN.
YOU KNOW, I'M LOATH TO ADMIT IT,
BUT I TOLD MY DAUGHTER
SHE HAS TO KEEP THE GRANDKIDS INSIDE THE HOUSE.
RANSOM NOTES ARE USELESS FOR THE DEATH PENALTY.
WE'LL BE REAL FRUIT PICKERS
IF WE ROLL OVER AND THE FBI TAKES 'EM.
I'LL ANNOUNCE THE MEETING.
YOU TWO JUST MAKE SURE THE RIGHT MEN ARE THERE.
YOU DELIVER GOVERNOR BRODIE, OR I AM OUT.
SAME FOR ME, MAD DOG.
SURE TO SELL NEWSPAPERS.
WERE YOU OUT HERE WHEN THEY ARRESTED HILLARD?
WAS HE ON THE PHONE LIKE THEY CLAIM?
HE WAS COLLECTING CIGARETTE BUTTS
BY THE GARAGE OVER THERE.
SEEN HIM BEFORE?
THE OTHER GUY THEY ARRESTED
BOUGHT HIM A FEW MEALS HERE.
BOSS CALLED THE SHERIFF
WHEN HE HEARD 'EM TALK ABOUT THE KIDNAPPING.
ALL RIGHT.
FELLOW CITIZENS...
MY FELLOW CITIZENS OF SAN JOSE,
THE DEPRAVED *** OF BLAKE WALSH
IS EVIDENCE ENOUGH
THAT THIS VALLEY IS BEING POISONED
BY THE SAME EVIL
THAT IS POISONING THE REST OF OUR GREAT NATION.
NOW, YOU ALL KNOW--
YOU ALL KNOW FOR A FACT
THAT SOME SLICK, YOUNG CITY LAWYER
IS GOING TO GET THESE KIDNAPPERS OFF
ON A TECHNICALITY. YES.
[ANGRY SHOUTING]
NOW, LISTEN. LISTEN.
THESE TWO HUMAN DEVILS
THREW YOUNG BLAKE WALSH,
STILL ALIVE, OFF OF A BRIDGE TO DROWN.
SO THE FBI WILL CHARGE THEM WITH MAILING LETTERS.
[ANGRY SHOUTING]
LOOK, I CAN'T LIVE IN A PLACE WHERE MURDERERS
SPEND ONLY A COUPLE OF MONTHS IN JAIL.
I DON'T KNOW IF MY WIFE AND CHILD ARE SAFE.
DO YOU HEAR WHAT WE'RE SAYING?
YES! IT'S UP EACH AND EVERY ONE OF YOU
TO SIGN A PLEDGE
TO ENSURE THAT JUSTICE IS DONE
AND TO ENSURE
THAT JUSTICE WILL BE SEEN TO BE DONE.
THAT MEANS WE LYNCH 'EM!
YEAH!
Jack: NOW MUNSON HAD EVERYTHING HE NEEDED
TO LYNCH HILLARD AND VENTE, EXCEPT FOR A BODY.
WHY IN THE HELL DID THE SAN MATEO SHERIFF
CALL OFF THE SEARCH?
HE CLAIMS THERE'S NEVER BEEN A BODY IN THE BAY,
HIS DEPUTIES FROZE THEIR *** OFF FOR NOTHING,
AND YOU'VE GOT TO PAY.
ME PAY?
THE GOVERNOR'S A FRIEND OF MUNSON. MAYBE--
HE SAID YOU PEAR PACKERS
ALWAYS FIND A WAY TO SCREW THINGS UP.
OH, IS THAT RIGHT?
WELL, WE'RE ALL PEAR PACKERS, DULLY.
WHAT?
YOU NEVER LEARNED TO KNOCK?
MUNSON SAYS THAT A SMART LAWYER
WILL GET THESE KILLERS OFF
BECAUSE THEY USED A MAILBOX. HUH?
SO WE GOT A JUSTICE COMMITTEE TO LYNCH 'EM.
YOU, UH, PICK A TIME?
HELL, ANYTIME WE WANT.
OKAY. HILLARD AND VENTE
ARE TAKING A RIDE TO SAN FRANCISCO.
YOU WANT TO TAKE THEM TO SAN FRANCISCO.
YOU BRING 'EM TO POTRERO HILL STATION.
YOU GET TWO CARS AND TWO MECHANIC'S UNIFORMS
FROM THE GARAGE.
MUNSON'S NOT STRINGING ME UP.
ACKLE FOUND OUT ABOUT THE JUSTICE COMMITTEE
PRETTY DAMN QUICK.
VENTE AND HILLARD
ARE ALREADY IN SAN FRANCISCO.
WHAT?
I NEVER TRUSTED HIM.
YOU'RE THE ONE WHO GOT HIM ELECTED.
THEY'LL BE BACK, OR ACKLE WON'T.
SAY GOODBYE TO THE VALLEY STANDARD
IF THEY'RE NOT.
ACKLE, WHO IN HELL DO YOU THINK YOU ARE?
THE CHUMP WHO TAKES THE FALL?
NOT THIS TIME, MUNSON.
WELL, YOU EXPLAIN THAT TO THE BOOSTER CLUB TOMORROW,
CHUMP.
THESE KIDNAPPERS HAVE SOLD THEIR SOULS TO THE DEVIL.
WE SHALL DELIVER THEIR MORTAL REMAINS TO THE LORD,
WHOSE HOLY LAW THEY SO WANTONLY DEFIED.
AMEN!
AMEN.
Munson: I'M AT THE WALSH MANSION, GOVERNOR.
8:00 TONIGHT. MY RANCH.
LOOK. FEDERAL GRAND JURY.
WHY PROTECT THOSE GUILTY ***? HMM?
WHOSE SIDE YOU ON?
YOU CARE MORE ABOUT THEM THAN US.
I GET THE MESSAGE. NOW BACK OFF!
THE FEDERAL GRAND JURY INDICTED HILLARD AND VENTE.
WELL, WHERE'S YOUR *** INDICTMENT?
ONCE THE FEDS GET THEIR HANDS ON 'EM,
YOU'LL NEVER GET 'EM BACK.
THAT WOULDN'T HAPPEN IF I WAS SHERIFF.
HEY, I BRING 'EM BACK HERE,
I GET TAGGED FOR THE LYNCHING.
GIVE ME AN EXCUSE. INDICT THEM.
CONFESSIONS IN WHICH EACH MAN
BLAMES THE OTHER FOR THE CRIME
ARE NOT ADMISSIBLE IN COURT.
HEY!
TOMORROW MUNSON'S GONNA REPORT
THAT YOU'LL INDICT THOSE ***
SO I CAN BRING 'EM BACK TO WHAT THEY GOT COMING.
DAUMIER.
JACK, MUNSON AND THE GOVERNOR
ARE MEETING AT HIS RANCH AT 8:00 TONIGHT.
YOU'RE A PEACH.
I'LL LET AUNT SYLVIA KNOW
WHEN WE SHOULD MEET NEXT.
I LOVE YOU, HELEN.
I LOVE YOU, TOO, JACK.
Jack: I'D NEVER TOLD ANY GIRL THAT I LOVED HER,
AND I COULDN'T WAIT TO SAY IT AGAIN.
THE WAY I SEE IT, SIR,
ROOSEVELT'S USING THE WALSH KIDNAPPING
TO MAKE SURE THE LIEUTENANT GOVERNOR
BURIES YOU IN NEXT YEAR'S ELECTION.
POLITICIANS OF A CERTAIN STRIPE
NEVER MISS AN OPPORTUNITY TO EXPLOIT HUMAN MISERY, DO THEY?
IF I DID THAT, I WOULDN'T SLEEP NIGHTS.
NOBODY'S EXPECTING ACKLE TO FIGHT THE WHOLE TOWN.
REFUSE TO CALL OUT THE NATIONAL GUARD,
HE'S OFF THE HOOK.
I'M GONNA PUBLISH IT TOMORROW.
DOES ANYONE ACTUALLY BELIEVE
THAT GOVERNOR ALOYSIUS BRODIE
WOULD USE TROOPS AGAINST VOTERS?
SOMEONE'S HERE.
HELL OF A SCOOP, JACK.
WEDNESDAY'S EDITION
IF THEY DON'T FIND WALSH'S BODY
BY TUESDAY NIGHT.
WELL, THE SAN MATEO SHERIFF CALLED OFF THE SEARCH.
OH. [CHUCKLES]
ALBION MUNSON, PLEASE.
[TELEPHONE RINGS]
MUNSON.
DIEFFENBACH. CLARION VOICE.
WHAT IS IT NOW, DIEFFENBACH?
JACK DAUMIER WROTE A BLAZING PIECE
ON THE LYNCHING YOU AND GOVERNOR BRODIE GOT PLANNED.
DAUMIER HAS AN OVEREDUCATED IMAGINATION POISONED BY--
IF THEY DON'T FIND WALSH'S BODY BY TOMORROW NIGHT,
MUNSON, THE CLARION VOICE WILL PUBLISH AN EXTRA
THAT WILL TURN HEART'S DELIGHT INTO DEATH VALLEY.
THEY'LL LEAVE YOU ALONE NOW.
Jack: MY SCOOP ON MUNSON AND THE GOVERNOR
WOULD PUT AN END TO THE JUSTICE COMMITTEE,
BUT THERE WAS SOMETHING STILL MISSING.
HI.
ARE, UH...
ARE YOUR MOTHER AND FATHER ALL RIGHT?
REPORTERS WOULDN'T KNOW THE TRUTH
IF IT SAT ON 'EM.
WELL...EVERY REPORTER I'VE HEARD
SAID NICE THINGS ABOUT BLAKE.
THERE'S NOTHING BAD TO SAY.
SO WHAT, REPORTERS TELL THE TRUTH ABOUT BLAKE,
AND THEN THEY MAKE UP THE REST?
IS THAT WHAT YOU'RE SAYING?
HE IS THE BEST BROTHER A SISTER COULD HAVE.
THE BEST.
WHAT, JACK? WHAT IS WRONG?
YOU'RE HIDING SOMETHING FROM ME.
I TOLD YOU EVERYTHING THAT I KNOW.
JACK, I AM THE ONLY ONE HELPING YOU.
BUT THE ATTENDANT SAID
THAT BLAKE UNLOCKED THE PASSENGER-SIDE DOOR
TO GIVE MY DAD A RIDE!
DO YOU REALLY CARE WHAT HAPPENS TO BLAKE?
DO YOU REALLY CARE ABOUT YOUR BROTHER?
THAT IS A MEAN AND CRUEL THING TO SAY.
IS YOUR BROTHER A COMPLETE STRANGER TO YOU?
IS HE?
Natalie: HELEN!
WAIT, HELEN.
HELEN, WAIT.
HELEN!
HELEN, JUST TELL ME. TELL ME.
TELL ME.
A MONTH BEFORE BLAKE WAS KIDNAPPED,
I SAW A MAN FOLLOW HIM HOME
AND I SAW BLAKE WAVE AT HIM BEFORE HE LEFT.
BLAKE DIDN'T WANT US TO KNOW ABOUT THE SPEAKEASY
ACROSS THE BAY NEAR FREMONT.
HE'D COME HOME AND SOB IN HIS ROOM.
GET OUT.
GET IN THE HOUSE.
COME NEAR MY DAUGHTER AGAIN,
AND I'LL HAVE YOU ARRESTED FOR KIDNAPPING.
WHY IN THE WORLD
WOULD YOU HAVE THAT CONVERSATION
WHERE ANYONE COULD HEAR YOU?
I WAS ON MY OWN RANCH, FOR CHRIST'S SAKE.
PRIVATE PROPERTY NOT SACRED ANYMORE?
SAN FRANCISCO PAPERS WILL HAVE A FIELD DAY.
ONLY A BODY CAN STOP THIS TRAIN WRECK.
EASY FOR YOU TO SAY, J.C.
IT'S YOUR PARTY, ALBION.
DELIVER THE CAKE.
Jack: I NOW KNEW THE WALSH FAMILY'S DEEPEST SECRET.
MAYBE IT WOULD LEAD ME TO BLAKE.
AUGH.
[DRUNKEN MUTTERING]
WELL, HE SURE AS HELL STUCK OUT.
ALBERT, WHY DOES SOME RICH KID
DRIVE ALL THE WAY ACROSS THE VALLEY
OUT TO, HEH, A HOTHOUSE LIKE THIS?
NO ONE'S DRIVING ANYWHERE.
PROHIBITION'S AS GOOD AS OVER.
BUT WHY DID WALSH COME ALL THE WAY OUT HERE?
ADORED THE PATRONS.
ANYTHING TO DO WITH HIS KIDNAPPING?
THEY COULDN'T GET OVER THAT SHINY ROADSTER.
THEY?
FIVE OF THEM.
ONE SON OF A *** GOT SHOT.
SEEN THEM AGAIN?
ONLY THAT RATTLESNAKE WHO LIVES IN THE CAR.
YOU'LL NEED THIS.
SWELL.
GIVE ME THE *** BOTTLE.
YOU NEED MORE THAN WHISKEY, PAL.
I'M ON FIRE.
GIVE ME THE GUN.
AH!
[SIGHS, GRUNTS]
WHO THE HELL ARE YOU?
REPORTER.
BARTENDER SAYS
YOU KNOW WHAT HAPPENED TO BLAKE WALSH.
GOT AWAY.
TELL ME WHAT HAPPENED.
I WANT...
JAM MY HEATER IN HIM, HE CRAPS.
[COUGHS]
HEY! HOW'D WALSH GET AWAY?
NO DIFFERENCE BETWEEN RICH STINK AND POOR STINK.
WHAT HAPPENED TO WALSH?
OLD THORNY DROVE ON THE SAN MATEO BRIDGE BY MISTAKE.
THEY HAD WALSH IN THE BACK.
THE REST MADE THE CALL FOR THE GREEN FROM FRISCO.
YOU'RE GOING THE WRONG WAY. STOP THE *** CAR.
STOP!
I'LL LOOK OUTSIDE BEFORE YOU TURN AROUND.
CRAWL OVER ME.
YOU'RE SITTING PRETTY NOW, RICH BOY.
WATCH MY HAND.
HOLD UP! HOLD UP!
HEY!
NO!
[SPLASH]
WALSH.
Jack: THE FACT THAT RANSOM DEMANDS
CAME FROM DIFFERENT KIDNAPPERS
WAS BEGINNING TO MAKE SENSE.
HEY, NO ONE DON'T KNOW HE JUMPED.
I GAVE YOU THE WALLET.
WALLET'S GONE.
GONE?
YOU HAD WALSH, SO I TOSSED IT.
YOU LET HIM JUMP.
WHAT?
SPIT IT OUT, YOU STINKIN' MEW.
DON'T EVEN. DON'T EVEN.
GET IN THE CAR.
[MULTIPLE GUNSHOTS]
Man: TONY, I'M HIT.
WE COULDA HAD THE LARGE GREEN.
YOU NEED HELP.
I'M GONNA GET YOU SOME HELP.
[GUNSHOT]
OHH.
***'S OVER.
COPY PICTURES OF THIS CHILD,
AND GET 'EM OUT FAST.
[CLAMOR]
Jack: THE PICTURE IN THEIR HANDS WAS PROOF
THAT HILLARD AND VENTE WERE GUILTY.
IS THERE REALLY GONNA BE A LYNCHING?
YOU GONNA FIGHT THE WHOLE VALLEY?
WITH HELP.
HELP? HELP? THERE'S NO HELP.
NO ONE'S GONNA HELP.
HELP.
IT'S NOT SUPPOSED TO BE THIS WAY.
THE VALLEY OF THE HEART'S DELIGHT
IS THIS WAY.
YOU DO TWO THINGS WHEN THEY COME IN HERE.
CUT THE POWER AND UNLOCK HILLARD AND VENTE'S CELLS.
NO ONE'S GONNA BE ABLE TO--
THAT'S THE IDEA, YOU APRICOT PIT.
[TELEPHONE RINGS]
Woman: IT'S DAUMIER.
WHAT'S THAT NOISE?
I TALKED TO ONE OF THE FIVE MEN
WHO KIDNAPPED BLAKE WALSH.
WHERE IS HE?
PUT A BULLET IN HIS EAR.
SPILLED HIS GUTS? GOT THAT, DID YOU?
WALSH JUMPED INTO THE BAY
WHEN TWO OF THE FIVE KIDNAPPERS
TURNED THEIR CAR AROUND ON THE SAN MATEO BRIDGE.
HOLD ON A SECOND, JACK.
WALSH?
JACK--
YEAH. STORY'S ON THE WAY.
LOOK, I GOT TO TALK TO HELEN WALSH.
I JUST GOT A PICTURE.
GOTTA GO.
SEND EVERYONE YOU CAN FIND
TO THE VALLEY OF THE HEART'S DELIGHT.
THEY FOUND A BODY?
YES, THEY FOUND THE BODY.
THANK GOD YOU HEARD IT IN TIME.
AND I CANCELED MY TRIP
TO THE WESTERN GOVERNORS' CONFERENCE IN BOISE.
DAMN LIEUTENANT GOVERNOR
WOULD HAVE CALLED OUT THE TROOPS.
TELL ME, JACK.
TELL ME.
BLAKE...
BLAKE ESCAPED ON THE SAN MATEO BRIDGE.
HE'S ALIVE?
NO. IT WAS TOO DARK FOR HIM TO TELL
HOW HIGH HE WAS ABOVE THE BAY.
NO.
I'M SORRY.
IT'S OKAY.
IT'S GONNA BE OKAY.
SHH.
I'M RIGHT HERE.
I'M RIGHT HERE.
MISS WALSH, WE FOUND YOUR BROTHER'S--
YOUR FAMILY NEEDS YOU.
OKAY.
WHAT DID YOU TELL THE GIRL, DAUMIER?
THE TRUTH ABOUT HOW HER BROTHER REALLY DIED.
END UP LIKE THIS?
Jack: THAT BODY HAD BEEN IN THE BAY
FOR AT LEAST A MONTH.
BLAKE, 12 DAYS.
HORACE WALSH WAS MY ONLY HOPE
TO STOP THE LYNCHING.
WILL YOU LEAVE US ALONE?
WHERE'S HELEN?
HOW DARE YOU LIE TO SUCH AN--
YOU KNOW THAT THE WALSHES
ARE THE ONLY ONES THAT CAN STOP THIS.
SHE NEVER WANTS TO SEE YOU AGAIN.
WHERE'S HELEN?
HELEN!
HELEN!
Natalie: GET AWAY FROM US.
ONLY THE TRUTH KEEPS US TOGETHER, ALBY.
LISTEN, HORACE,
I'M GOING OUT THERE TO WITNESS THE TRUTH.
I'LL TELL YOU WHAT REALLY HAPPENED TO BLAKE.
Jack: I HATED TO BELIEVE MUNSON,
BUT WHY DIDN'T HELEN STOP HIM?
WHY DON'T YOU DO SOMETHING?
WHY DO YOU STAND THERE?
ISN'T THERE A MAN AMONG YOU?
GO LYNCH THE ***!
[HONKS HORN]
Jack: WHAT I SAW AS HELEN'S BETRAYAL
WAS LOUDER THAN THE ROAR OF THE MOB.
NOTHING ELSE MATTERED.
THE CRASH SNAPPED ME OUT OF IT.
I HAD MADE UP MY MIND.
GO HOME!
GO HOME!
HE WAS SOUND ASLEEP.
I WON'T RAISE CRIMINALS IN THIS FAMILY.
HE'S SCARED TO DEATH.
THIS SCARE WILL LAST HIM A LIFETIME.
LEAVE YOUR BIKE OUT AGAIN,
AND I'LL GIVE IT TO THE MEXICANS.
LET'S GO.
Jack: ORDINARY PEOPLE DID THINGS
THEY'D NEVER IMAGINED DOING
AND WOULD NEVER DO AGAIN.
COME ON.
WE CAN USE THIS AS A BATTERING RAM.
IT'S NOT GONNA HAPPEN UNLESS WE MAKE IT HAPPEN.
YEAH, RIGHT?
HEY, COME ON!
Man, mocking: CORNUCOPIA!
[MEN JEERING, LAUGHING]
[SHOUTING AND CHEERING]
MUNSON'S GREEK CHORUS.
JACK MIGHT TRY TO STOP IT.
ALL WE CAN DO IS PRAY.
PRAY.
MOTHER, JACK DAUMIER
IS THE ONLY ONE OUTSIDE OF THIS FAMILY
WHO NEVER GAVE UP ON BLAKE.
MOTHER!
HELEN?
HELEN?
[SOBBING]
LIGHTS.
HILLARD'S GONE.
OVER HERE! OVER HERE!
HELEN?
[GEARS GRINDING]
[ENGINE STALLS, RESTARTS]
DAMN.
YOU CAN'T HIDE.
GET YOUR *** OUT OF THERE.
[SPEAKING SPANISH]
***! COME ON!
HILLARD! I FOUND HILLARD!
THERE HE IS. GET HIM!
[SHOUTING]
GOD DAMN IT.
Vente: NO!
LOOK, YOU GOT THE WRONG GUY!
YOU GOT THE WRONG GUY!
HEY, COLLEGE BOY.
COME TO SEE THE FUN?
HUH?
HERE'S A LITTLE FUN FOR YOU.
YOU ALWAYS DID NEED PUNCTUATION, RUTZ.
THE PEOPLE SPEAK.
WHAT--WHAT THE HELL IS DAUMIER DOING?
DAUMIER NEVER LEARNS.
AND STAY DOWN!
THAT'S THAT UNION GUY!
OH, LORD.
BUNNY?
[BUNNY SPITS]
HA HA HA HA HA HA!
YOU WERE MY BEST FRIEND!
THIS IS FOR BLAKE?
IT'S FOR SOMETHING NO ONE WILL EVER UNDERSTAND.
IT'S LIKE TRYING TO STOP THUNDER.
Vente: HOWARD, YOU'RE MY NEIGHBOR.
I'M YOUR NEIGHBOR.
HELP ME.
I--I LIVE DOWN THE STREET.
NO! NO!
YEAH! YEAH! YEAH! YEAH! YEAH! YEAH!
YEAH. YEAH!
HORACE, YOU DON'T WANT TO SEE THIS.
COME ON.
YOU SHOULD GET OUT OF HERE, ALBY.
GET THE--
THIS IS MY LAST CIGARETTE.
DO YOU THINK ANYONE WILL BELIEVE OUR STORY?
DO YOU KNOW WHAT YOU WANT TO NAME THE BABY?
BOY OR GIRL, IT'S BLAKE.
BLAKE IT IS.