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Synopsis: This is the story of David Marshall 'Marsh' Williams, the real life inventor of the world famous M-1 Carbine automatic rifle used in WWII. It all started when Marsh, who was one to do things his way, was caught distilling moonshine, and was accused and convicted of shooting a federal officer in the process. This at first placed him in the chain gang which labeled him as a hard case. Later, to make room for those more deserving, he was moved to a prison farm, where he came under the direction of Captain H.T. Peoples. The Captain was a mild mannered warden, who did not shy from discipline when necessary, but also believed that given the opportunity, most men will respond to good. Believing that Marsh was just such a person, the Captain gave him every opportunity to reform, so much so, that he eventually allowed Marsh to work in the tool shop on his spare time to develop and build by hand, a working rifle, inside the prison farm itself.
Director(s): Richard Thorpe
Production: Warner Bros
 
IMDB:
7.0
UNRATED
Year:
1952
92 min
58 Views


certain age he tassels out, but not before.

Marsh, are you sure

you want to get married?

I told you we would get married

just as soon as I got home.

I always keep my promise.

- If you say when?

- It ain't a promise unless you say when.

I am not holding it to it, Marsh.

That wouldn't make it

different. I am holding you.

There's one!

Missed him...

Just my mind was not at it.

You are going to say yes, for a

license we better be get going.

Their families came around

too. Little unwillingly.

Your Dad's brothers and sisters

alone nearly filled up Maggie's house.

They were all there even little

Gordon, All your aunts and uncles.

Mary Eloise, Wesley, Mary

Ruth, John, Shelton, Will,

Mack, Leon, your grand

mother and your grand father.

He was deeply hurt by her Dad's defiance

But it was pretty hard for him

to hold out against your mother.

I join you together in marriage.

In the name of the Father, and

of the Son And of The Holy Ghost!

Accept your bride.

There is a long line of us Marsh, and

getting late, Welcome to the family Maggie.

Congratulations...

Marsh, lets go find that corn Shall we!

- Well, the old mans taking it pretty good.

- Not enough to give me my share.

Oh, he will come around, give

him time. Its gotta be His way

He better hurry up!

Right now I am on my own.

- Doing what?

- Got me a job.

- You, a job?

- Yeah! and it's a good one too.

I am with the "Atlantic

coast Line Rail Road. "

We are not paying you to

take a drink every 5 minutes.

- 40 cents an hour! You call that pay?

- 10 hours a day, what more do you want?

More than 40 cents an hour.

Maybe I can push you in

with some extra money!

- You know anything about boilers?

- Boilers?

Sure I worked on boilers in the

navy. Boilers, guns, motors...

Can handle anything mechanical.

- What's you doing tonight, after supper?

- Nothing worthwhile

You are now. You are coming with me!

- Think you will find it interesting.

- Anything that's interesting, I'll find interesting.

My brother in law,

Carson. Marsh Williams.

- M. Williams.

- This is Sam Markley.

Delighted.

Boy! Some boiler you got

there. What you use that for?

Ain't you got any idea?

Still? Why didn't you say

so, it ain't no secret.

Well making stills is

considered illegal in some parts.

- What do you get for a kilo like that?

- Oh! Up to 300 bucks, for the big one.

Its nothing compared to the

dough they make out of them.

Now see, they are getting up to 20

bucks a gallon down at Fort Bragg.

- For that stuff?

- For worst stuff!

Looks like you fellows are on

the wrong end of the burner.

You wouldn't be able to get

it on the right side, will you?

Well I have never thought of it.

If I ever do, I can take the same equipment, I

can make the best corn whiskey in North Carolina.

I was in Claude Williams's bible class!

He won't hold still for no son of his

to go into blockhead whiskey business.

There ain't nothing in the

Bible against still and whiskey!

Your father is a law-abiding man. It

is Moonshine, it is against the law.

What's the difference between still and

whiskey, and making a boiler to distill it in?

Simmer down, Joe. Simmer down.

We are running behind our orders.

Don't make no difference.

I am turning out the best corn

whiskey in the state, not the most!

Well something's gotta be done. There

is a limit to what one cradle can handle.

Fix it up with another cradle.

- You figure on running 2 stills, Marsh?

- You can figure out on taking twice money home.

Marsh? I didn't hear you come in.

That's what you hear money clanking.

I just got myself another raise.

- Why didn't you tell me?

- Well it's not so much!

As much as your 3rd raise in 6

months and you say that's not much.

Pretty soon you will be the president

of 'The Atlantic coast line rail road'.

No, vice-president maybe.

- What made them take you off the section crew?

- It got pretty soon, Eh!

They seem to like me alright.

I have my eye on that Doug

Smith firm for a long time.

If things keep on the

way they are gone...

First thing you know we need to

make a down payment on that firm.

That firm is bigger than

my share would have been.

You want it very much, don't you?

Well its for you too, Maggie.

I am happy anyway, Marsh!

as long as we are together.

Why living in a decent house

ain't gonna make us unhappy either.

Don't rush things, Marsh!

We are young, we have time.

But there isn't enough time, Maggie!

You can have enough of everything. You can

have enough food, enough land, enough money

But you can never have enough time. because

that's the only thing that you cant save.

It's Sue!

Murderer! Murderer!

Marsh, he killed Frank! Frank's dead!

- Put down the gun!

- You stay out of it.

Keep out of this boy!

Who are you?

- Federal Revenue agent.

- What happened to Frank?

The same thing that ought to happen to any

Moonshine who takes a shot at a local deputy.

Frank Gregory never hurt

nobody! He was a good man.

I wasn't even in on the raid!

But I knew he operated a distill,

that was his first mistake.

He pulled a gun on Vennar here,

that was his last mistake. Lets go!

- Since when you kill fella for making Moonshine?

- Since when you carry gun, if don't intend to use it.

Any deputy who steps on my property

looking for trouble, he is going to find it.

We better not find distill. That goes double

if I do. It's a federal offence now too.

I didn't knew Frank was in the blockhead

whiskey business! Did you Marsh?

No I didn't.

We are going great, but do you think

its a good idea to open another still?

That will make the fifth!

5, 6, 7, As many as you can count...

North Carolina has prohibition for

over 150 years, nobody ever got hurt!

Most that happened is 30 to 60 days.

Now they hunt you down as jackrabbits.

- Nothing sporting about that.

- I have been not coming around here.

It is my corn, my marsh, my business.

Just as long as I make good whiskey.

The distill!

The steel will explode.

- Knock it off!

- Look out!

No, no, no... don't move.

- What time is it?

- Lets see... nearly midnight.

- Maggie will be worried sick.

- I will go and tell her.

- Nobody is going to tell her nothing.

- No, no.

You can't make it Marsh!

I got to! I got to

get home now. Help me!

Maggie...

Is there anything else you want?

Come here.

Come on sit down.

I was going to tell you

about distill, Maggie!

As soon as I saved enough money to

put a down payment on the Smith place.

How could you do it, Marsh?

Didn't Frank Gregory getting

killed meant anything to you?

I didn't marry a criminal.

And I am not staying to one.

You got to get out of it, Marsh.

Alright! I will quit.

- When?

- Well, talk about it later.

Honey!... I am tired.

- Your wife mind you running whiskey Carson?

- I never asked her.

You are having trouble at home?

Yeah! Maggie don't understand.

There is a natural right to

things and there is a legal right.

Law says it ain't natural to be thirsty.

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Art Cohn

Art Cohn (April 5, 1909 – March 22, 1958) was an American sportswriter, screenwriter and author. Cohn and Hollywood producer Mike Todd died in a plane crash in New Mexico in 1958. more…

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