1:32:02
l imagine old Buck wasn't a bad sort,
was he?
1:32:06
No, he wasn't.
1:32:09
l reckon...
1:32:11
...Clyde just sort of...
1:32:14
...led him astray, didn't he?
1:32:26
That's a shame, Blanche.
1:32:32
Yes, ma'am.
1:32:36
That's a shame.
1:32:37
That he led your Buck astray.
1:32:40
Clyde, his own brother...Bonnie...
1:32:46
...and that little feller.
1:32:49
The one that was with you when
you took that Texas Ranger in Missouri.
1:32:56
He was with you all along, wasn't he?
1:33:03
C.W.
1:33:05
That's right.
1:33:13
l don't recollect his last name.
1:33:18
Moss. C.W. Moss.
1:33:22
He was there that day we met them.
1:33:24
l didn't want to go. l didn't want to.
1:33:28
And Buck said we were
just going on a visit...
1:33:32
...and we wouldn't do no
stealing or robbing.
1:33:37
And we went up to Joplin,
and all of a sudden...
1:33:40
...all of a sudden,
they all just started shooting.
1:33:53
What're you writing?
1:33:55
l'm writing a poem about us.
1:33:59
Let me hear it.