Plunder Road

7 minutes late.

Heavy on the foot, Frankie.

We didn't figure on any rain.

6 packages of gum.

That ought to be enough.

Why doesn't this stinking rain stop?

Maybe they forgot about this soup back here.

Frankie, slow it down...

If they ever hit a bump, we're all angels.

If the wires get wet, maybe it won't spark.

Boy, that little guy sure is scared.

Picked up two minutes.

It's going to work.

Honk at them.

Let's go!

Before we start congratulating ourselves, let's remember...

...we've still got 900 miles to go.

900 miles, through every cop between here and the coast...

...and you laugh it up like a couple of clowns.

Okay...okay.

We're coming into Montello.

Montello.

Now leaving the fair city of Montello.

We've got 35 minutes to make Wendover.

Now let's go. We've got 4 hours.

Now, remember.

Stay on the main highway no matter what.

No shortcuts, no back roads.

Our best cover is to move right along with the rest of the traffic.

2TR-70, 2TR-70, come in.

Shut that thing off, will you?

Use that police wavelength only when you're absolutely in the clear.

Otherwise, keep your radios set at 1600.

We leave here at 30-minute intervals. Gas up at Baker, Alamo, and Redlands.

Stop to eat every 8 hours. Just sandwiches.

Change drivers every 4 hours.

And never go over 10 miles beyond the speed limit.

If the cops search your truck...

...keep talking to them.

It's 7:30.

Alright, let's go.

2TR-70, roger.

Over 100 miles out and not even a whisper yet.

That Eddie's a genius, huh?

That's a college education for you.

You know, it's his first job.

When Frankie told me, I thought he was nuts.

I wasn't hooking up with an amateur.

A job like that.

That's no amateur.

Too bad my wife couldn't hold out.

She waited for me for 23 years while I'm in and out of stir...

...like it was a revolving door.

2 months ago, she dies.

Well...

I got a boy back east.

Nothing but the best for him from now on out.

He's going to the biggest and best college in Rio.

Rio?

1-Sam-42 or 1-Sam-46, come in.

4-L-21, no want.

Let me tell you about Rio.

In the first place, there's over a million and a half people down there.

Let's face it: you can get lost in a town that size, right?

Me and the kid'll take a boat, and by the time we get there...

...everything will have cooled off.

Then I'll get Harold (that's my kid)...

...I'll get Harold one of those sports jobs.

They got a lot of beautiful streets down there.

And get this: they don't use cement on the sidewalks.

They got millions of little squares, all painted different colors, and...

They call them, uh, mosaics. Yeah, that's it.

And they've got a lot of hills, where you can buy a house...

...and nobody knows anything about it.

And every day you can drive down to the bay...

...and the beach of Copaca-- Copacabana.

They've got the whitest sands in the world there.

White sand...blue sea...plenty of room to move around.

That's the place, I'm telling you.

You've been there, huh?

No.

- We hope you have enjoyed our... - Alright, Willy.

- And now stay tuned for John Oliver... - Let's go.

- ...and the news, which follows immediately.

John Oliver, with the 8 a.m. news.

... tops the news today.

In the most daring train robbery of all time...

At approximately 4 a.m. this morning, an unknown number of men dressed in...

...plastic coveralls, and with ghostly white stockings covering their faces...

...stopped and looted a special train, carrying over 10 million dollars in...

...gold to the San Francisco depository.

Discovery of the robbery and broadcasting of the alarm was...

...delayed because of the remote locale of the train hold-up...

... in the area during the night and early morning hours.

Police, who have issued a 10-state alarm...

...described it as the biggest train robbery in American history...

...and by the apparent speed with which it was executed, the best-planned.

The men were dressed in plastic coveralls and with ghos--

12-L-1 to the station...

What, are you crazy or something?

Don't worry about anything that's behind us.

And now, back to the local news.

The nation was saddened today by the news from Pensacola, Florida...

You know, 48's not too old.

You know, I think I'll get married again.

Uh, 418-99, stand by for the correction.

13-A...

I want to meet one of those young ones.

I mean, you know, one that's had a little experience.

Oh, you know, say, about 30?

Hey, with you doing all them stunts in the movies...

...you must have married a swell-looking girl, huh?

I never was married.

Huh! No kidding.

- You never was? - No.

Huh. How come?

I don't know.

- Say, Frankie... - Yeah?

How many races you driven in, hmm?

50?

Yeah.

I've always been fascinated with auto racing.

You must have started pretty young.

Yeah.

Only 16.

The officials didn't know that, though.

In Jersey you have to be 18, even for midgets.

It was always big cars for me, though.

I even talked a guy into letting me test his methanol special.

Oh, man.

You should have seen those other punks on that track choke in my exhaust.

102.7 average, 5 laps.

102.7, huh?

Sounds good enough for Indianapolis.

Nah...

That wouldn't even get you to the preliminaries up there.

3 years ago I had to make 139.2, just to qualify.

I could have won that year.

Those crummy officials.

You jumped the yellow light, didn't you?

That crack-up was almost into the infield.

I didn't even think they were going to flash the yellow.

So instead of holding position...

...I figured it'd be best if I got past the wreck, fast.

And they bar me for life.

Well, if they hadn't, I wouldn't have the best wheel man in the business...

...and you wouldn't be a millionaire.

Yeah.

Are the crane truck and the van taken care of?

Oh, yeah.

Yeah.

That's a good spot. The trees are so thick you can't even see them.

Alright, it's 8:30. You warm up the truck, I'll open the doors.

Ah, it's 8:30 already, huh?

Frankie...

The truck.

You okay?

Sure. Sure, I'm okay.

Alright, let's go.

We now take you to Salt Lake City, where KCBO correspondent John Oliver...

...is covering the most amazing robbery of all time.

Here is a special bulletin on the gold train robbery:

Police are asking all citizens to be on the lookout for 2 vehicles...

...one a large moving van, the other a crane truck...

...reported to be the vehicles used by the ghost-faced bandits.

Anyone seeing vehicles of this description traveling in company...

...or forked together, please notify your local police at once.

Unit 7. Trucks investigated. Not wanted vehicles. Return to station. KLK out.

Alright, roger. Stand by.

- What's the trouble, officer? - Oh, it's just routine.

- What are you carrying? - Furniture.

- My own. - Let's take a look.

- So you like gum? - Well, they say it keeps you from smoking.

How long you been on the road?

Let's see, left Salt Lake about 8 hours ago.

8 hours from Salt Lake. You're really moving.

Hey, Tom, come up here a minute!

Hey, uh...

Hey...

Would you kinda take it careful, fellas?

If I get so much as a scratch on that stuff, my wife will kill me!

Well, you know how women are.

You're okay, buddy.

- Take it easy, pal. - Yeah, you too.

Hey, does that gum-chewing really help cut down your smoking?

Oh, I don't smoke. I just want to make sure I don't start.

12-33, stand by.

13-A-43, clear.

TSI-11, clear...

Hey, wait a minute. Hold on there! Halt!

Hold up there!

Halt!

Halt!

Halt!

TL-75, stand by.

Why don't they say something?

What do you want to hear, your name?

No. You know what I mean.

Nothing about those guards knocked out by the gas, or the two guys we slugged.

They weren't hit too hard, were they?