Act of Violence Page #5

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That's worth 10,000, isn't it?

Frank, you don't want any part of this.|You don't want murder.

- It's all right.|- Let him go, he don't want to do it.

- Doesn't he?|- No, what do you think I am?

You're the same man|you were in Germany.

You did it once. You can do it again.

What do you care about one more man?

You sent 10 along already.

Sure, you're sorry they're dead.|That's the respectable way to feel.

Get rid of this guy and be sorry later.

It's up to you. He dies or you die.

It's him or you.

- He'll go for it.|- Might need a little persuading.

You better take her.

You're|the same man you were in Germany.

You did it once, you'll do it again.

What do you care about one more man?|You sent 10 along already.

Tonight. The tunnel is through.

The north corner,|we make the break tonight.

You haven't got a chance.|Remember what happened to the others?

We're not gonna starve any longer.

Don't do it, Joe. Don't do it.

You have nothing|to be ashamed of, Capt. Enley.

An officer is responsible for his men.

They'll be treated|with all possible leniency.

Tonight, the north corner.|You'll find the tunnel.

They'll try tonight.

Don't do it, Joe. Don't do it.

Don't do it, Joe!

No, no, Joe!

No, Joe! No, Joe, don't!

No, Joe, don't!

What's the matter with you?

What are you trying to do?|Are you crazy or something?

Johnny, you leave him alone now.

He don't know what he's doing.|He's sick or something.

- No, I'm all right. I'm all right.|- Come on.

- Where?|- With me.

Get him a drink or something.|He's out on his feet.

Why did you have to come here?|I don't want any trouble.

There ain't gonna be any trouble.

Oh, leave him alone, Johnny.|He hasn't got any dough on...

Here.

Put hair on your chest.

- Who are you?|- Me?

I'm a businessman.

You and me|are gonna do a little business.

You got dough, friend.

That's why they're all hanging around.|On the chisel.

But not me, I'm gonna earn it.

You get out of here.

Take it easy, friend.|You ain't thinking right.

You're in a jam.

This joker's gonna give it to you.

You got a wife, a kid.

You want them to stand around crying|when they put you in that hole?

Just because you ain't got what it takes?

You got nothing to worry about. It's easy.

A stakeout job.

Come on, where can we talk to this guy?

Johnny, please leave him alone.|Cut it out, will you?

Come on, sucker.

I'm telling you, it's your only out.

Where do we talk to him?

The hotel's no good.

You live in a little town, don't you?

That's the kind of place.|Quiet. Them hick cops.

He'd go there too if we asked him.|Wouldn't he?

Wouldn't he?

Where is he, friend?|Where do I talk to him?

Where is he?

Blake Hotel.

What are you doing here? I told you to go...

- I'm not gonna walk out on this...|- Shh!

I went to his house.|He has a wife and a baby.

Yeah, I saw them.

Didn't you feel anything? Anything at all?

Joe, she's just a kid.|Haven't you hurt them enough?

- He's got too much to pay for.|- Has she done anything to pay for?

- She'd be better off without him.|- Are you the judge of that?

Are you the law? What makes you think|you're so much better than he is?

Whatever he done,|he's tried to make up for it.

He's lived a decent, useful life ever since.|But what have you done?

What are you gonna prove anyway?|With your vengeance, your violence.

You aren't gonna bring those men back.|You're just gonna smash a few more lives.

Enley, his wife, his son, me.

I'm sorry about you, Ann.

I warned you about|getting mixed up in this.

All right, forget about me.|Sure, there are things I wanted.

But that's not what I'm fighting for now.|I'm fighting for you.

- I can take care of myself.|- How?

Do you think you can kill a man|in cold blood and just forget it?

Don't you know what that means?

You'll have to live with hate day and night,|for the rest of your life.

And look what's it done to you already.

Joe, I made you forget it for a while,|I could again.

You were happy, weren't you?

If you go through with this, no matter|whether they kill you or put you in jail...

...even if they say you're sick and crazy,|and let you off easy...

...you're finished, Joe, you're washed up!

As crippled in your mind as in your...

Joe, I didn't mean it that way.

That's all right.

Ann.

Ann, I...

Hello. Yeah, this is Parkson.

Johnny? Johnny who?

Well, who are you, his bodyguard?

Santa Lisa?

Where in Santa Lisa?

Okay.

I'll be there.

Wake up.

Wake up, I gotta get out of here.

- What time is it?|- Nearly four, you slept all day.

Look, here's your money.

Nobody touched a cent,|except what you spent yourself.

There's about $8.

You better hurry up.|I wanna get out of here.

Out of town. Saint Joe, maybe.

Six years I've been here, in this hole.

It wasn't so bad.

I got my kicks. I got along.

Now what?

Snap it up, will you? I'm in a hurry.

I don't wanna have|anything to do with this.

- With what?|- You know what.

Listen, you gotta let me have|some money.

I found your checkbook. Hundred dollars,|all you have to do is sign it.

You can spare $ 100.

It isn't much compared|to what you're gonna have to give Johnny.

- Johnny, who's Johnny?|- Oh, come on.

- Where is he?|- Look, I wouldn't...

- Where'd he go?|- All I...

- What did I tell him?|- What difference does it make?

- I've got to know this. What did I tell him?|- Johnny called the other man.

- Parkson?|- He made a date to meet him.

- Where?|- That town where you live.

- Santa Lisa.|- Yeah, at the railroad station.

- What time?|- Nine o'clock, so it'd be dark.

Only, you weren't gonna be there.|Just Johnny.

He was gonna be there.

- Where does he live?|- I don't know, nobody knows.

- There must be some way I can find...|- Guys like him don't tell where they live.

Hey, where you going?

Could you come back here|and pick me up later?

- Where you going?|- The station, 9:00.

Be here at 8:
30 sharp.

Uh...

- Don't come to the door, just wait out here.|- Okey-doke.

Oh, Frank.

You don't have to do that.

- He's back, he's here in town.|- I know.

He's got a girl. She called.|She said she'd go to the police.

It doesn't matter, it's all settled.|Edith, she doesn't know.

But she said|that he'd gone somewhere to see you.

I saw him.

- You talked with him?|- Yes, on the phone.

He's leaving town.

Believe me, it's all over.

Don't worry about it, please.

Then you're safe.

You're safe.

Don't, baby, please.

I'm sorry.

- Here.|- Thanks.

Your suit's going to have to go|to the cleaners.

You look tired, you must...

Why don't I run you a nice hot bath?

Okay.

- Well, come on.|- Yeah.

- How's the baby?|- Oh, fine.

He was a little tired and had a runny nose,|so I put him to bed early.

Probably out like a light by this time.

Wow, that looks a little better.

- Frank, I want to...|- Edith.

Frank.

You said it was all settled.

- Does that mean you had to see him or...?|- No, it's over.

- It's all over.|- That's true, isn't it?

- You wouldn't...|- Lie to you? No.

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