Marked Woman Page #6

Synopsis: In this roman-a-clef for the infamous Lucky Luciano Trial, Mary Dwight and four roommates work as hostesses at the Club Intime, a "clip joint" that offers gambling, liquor, and female companionship to the "big spender" clientèle. When ruthless thug and pimp Johnny Vanning takes over all the clubs in town, the girls are forced to follow Vanning's rules and kick back on their "tips" in exchange for protection. Although she is not a hardened old hand like Gabby and Estella, Mary knows enough to sidestep Vanning's amorous advances. Unfortunately the more naive Mary Lou is impressed by Vanning's oily veneer of materialism and accepts invitations to "entertain" at the gangster's private parties. Mary's naive younger sister Betty arrives from college just when Mary and her roommates are arrested as material witnesses in the murder of one of the casino's non-paying customers. Vanning's corrupt lawyer frees the others but pressures Mary to commit perjury in order to discredit crusading District
Production: MGM Home Entertainment
  1 win & 1 nomination.
 
IMDB:
7.4
Rotten Tomatoes:
100%
APPROVED
Year:
1937
96 min
209 Views


- Lots of boyfriends, huh?

- I never missed a dance.

You miss dancing, don't you?

Kind of.

How'd you like to go the party

with me tonight?

- Party?

- Sure.

Vanning's throwing it.

One of the classiest affairs in town.

You'd have the time of your life.

Come on, what do you say?

- Why, I'd love to, but...

- But what?

It's all right for an old maid

to sit around...

...but a swell-Iooking kid like you

ought to go out and enjoy life.

Get some fun out of it.

You could use a little fun, couldn't you?

- Yes, l...

- That settles it. You're going in this dress.

- But, Emmy Lou, l...

- Come on, get out of these pajamas.

And you're gonna have a marvelous time.

You're gonna meet loads of people.

All right, but, Emmy Lou...

- Swell, isn't it?

- Marvelous.

Very lovely, Johnny.

Where have you been keeping them?

- The one in silver?

- Like it?

- What do you think?

- It's yours.

- Who's the kid?

- Friend of mine.

Is she all right?

Think I would have brought her along

if she wasn't?

Okay.

Particular friend of mine I want her

to meet, understand?

- Sure, Johnny. Where is he?

- Over at the bar.

Big fellow by the end.

- What's his name?

- Crandall. Bob Crandall.

Okay, Johnny.

Come on, sugar.

Well, if it isn't Bob Crandall.

- Well, where you been keeping yourself?

- Well, hello. How are you?

I want you to meet Betty Strauber.

Bob Crandall.

I've known him for years.

- How do you do?

- Will you have some champagne?

- Champagne?

- Oh, why, sure, we'd love it.

- More champagne.

- Yes, sir.

Would you excuse me?

There's somebody I've gotta see.

I'll pick you up later.

- Won't you sit down?

- Thank you.

I'm way ahead of you.

Do you think you can catch up?

- I'll try.

- Great. Here's to a large evening.

Tickled? Good.

- How you doing, sugar?

- Swell.

Eighty cents.

Wait a minute.

I ain't got no change for no $ 100 bill.

Oh, I'm sorry.

Thank you.

- Oh, hello.

- Hello.

- Where were you?

- At a party.

- Who took you?

- Emmy Lou.

I'm sorry for having come in so late, but

we were having a marvelous time, and I...

Where did you get that money?

- Oh, this. Mr. Crandall gave it to me.

- Why?

I told him I had to leave,

and he gave it to me for taxi fare.

I guess he must've been drunk.

- I suppose you're going to see him again?

- Yes, tomorrow for lunch.

You little fool.

- Take it easy.

- Shut up!

- Mary, what's wrong?

- Get upstairs.

- What have I done?

- I said, get upstairs.

- The kid didn't know.

- I told you to shut up. This is my affair.

I wanna know why it's all right for you

to go to Vanning's parties and not for me.

So that's where you were.

Betty. Betty, you listen to me.

If you wanna go to a party again,

you get advice from me.

Do you hear?

But you still haven't answered

my question.

Well, you're different, that's why.

- Maybe I'm not. Maybe I'm just like you are.

- Betty.

Think I'm gonna stay cooped up forever

because you're afraid...

...I'm liable to do

the same things you do?

- Oh, Betty, be quiet.

- No, I won't. It's the truth.

You're afraid.

Well, I'm not. Not anymore.

I've got the whole thing figured out.

Betty. Betty, listen to me.

You know, I've done an awful lot for you.

All you've ever done for me

is mess up my life.

Fixed it so the things that I wanted to have,

I can't have anymore.

All right. If I can't live one way,

I can live another.

- Why not? I'm young and pretty and...

- And dumb.

But you're smart.

You can teach me the rest.

All right.

If that's the way you feel, you can

go anywhere you want to from now on.

You can even go back

to Vanning's party.

That's exactly what I'm going to do.

Hello, beautiful. You back again?

Hello. I'm looking for someone.

You can stop looking right now,

because you've found him.

That's something to celebrate about,

isn't it? Or is it?

- Yes, it is.

- You look sad, beautiful.

I don't wanna see you look sad.

- What you need is champagne, lots of it.

- Maybe I do.

Not there, out on the terrace.

All by ourselves.

That something to cheer

your little heart up?

The champagne, the terrace and me.

That worth a smile?

Come on, give it to me.

That's better.

Well, now for a little champagne.

Well, here we are.

Big, isn't it?

Yeah, but it's not so big

you can't have anything that's in it.

It's too big.

It makes you feel Ionely and scared.

Well, if that don't suit you,

there's the moon.

You can ask me for that.

Or the stars.

But you don't need them.

They're right in your eyes.

- You say pretty things.

- Pretty things, pretty people.

I say them and give them.

- Please don't.

- You're a funny kid.

Don't, please. No, please don't.

No, you don't. Come on, honey.

Don't act that way. Give me a little kiss.

That's right, beautiful.

Go right up to the sky. I'll meet you there.

- Emmy Lou.

- Why, Betty, what's the matter?

Take me home.

Please take me home.

What's eating her?

She stewed or something?

Come on, kid, stop putting on an act.

- Oh, Johnny, wait...

- Shut up. You heard me, come on.

- Let go of me!

- Johnny.

- You're going to go nice?

- No, I won't do it!

Looks bad. She ain't breathing so good.

Shall I get an ambulance?

And have her talk?

Don't be a sucker.

Where's Betty?

Betty?

You heard me. Where's Betty?

- Well, didn't she come home?

- She did, but she went back.

She didn't come back to the party.

At least, I didn't see her.

- Emmy Lou, you're lying.

- Well, why should I lie to you?

- Where did she go?

- I tell you, I didn't see her.

- I could kill you.

- You leave me alone.

- Who told you to take her?

- I didn't take her, she wanted to go.

She's not the kind of kid

to get mixed up in a party like that.

- Why didn't you look after her?

- Why didn't you look after her yourself?

She was your sister, not mine.

If anything happens to her...

Nothing's happened to her.

- How do you know?

- I just know, I'm telling you.

I just know.

- Where you going?

- I've got to find her.

Stick around a while.

She might show up.

Oh, I can't wait, Gabby.

- Where's my sister?

- Your what?

- My sister.

- How should I know?

I never saw your sister in my life.

You're lying.

She was here last night at your party.

She came with Emmy Lou.

- Oh, was that your sister?

- Yes.

Nice-Iooking kid.

Yeah, she was here,

but went home about 2:00.

- Ain't that right, Charlie?

- Yeah.

- You're lying. Both of you.

- Now, take it easy.

You're lying and you know it.

Betty came back here again,

and I can prove it.

- Yeah, by who?

- Never mind that.

- Where is she? What happened to her?

- What's the matter with you, Mary?

Don't you think I'd tell you

if I knew?

- Why should I wanna hold out on you?

- I don't know.

But I'm gonna find out.

All right, I tried to be nice to you.

- Now get out, and fast.

- You don't scare me.

Oh, hot-headed, eh? Just like...

- Like who?

- Like me.

I'm the same way.

Now, go home and cool off.

I'll send some of the boys out.

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Robert Rossen

Robert Rossen (March 16, 1908 – February 18, 1966) was an American screenwriter, film director, and producer whose film career spanned almost three decades. His 1949 film All the King's Men won Oscars for Best Picture, Best Actor and Best Supporting Actress, while Rossen was nominated for an Oscar as Best Director. He won the Golden Globe for Best Director and the film won the Golden Globe Award for Best Picture. In 1961 he directed The Hustler, which was nominated for nine Oscars and won two. After directing and writing for the stage in New York, Rossen moved to Hollywood in 1937. There he worked as a screenwriter for Warner Bros. until 1941, and then interrupted his career to serve until 1944 as the chairman of the Hollywood Writers Mobilization, a body to organize writers for the effort in World War II. In 1945 he joined a picket line against Warner Bros. After making one film for Hal Wallis's newly formed production company, Rossen made one for Columbia Pictures, another for Wallis and most of his later films for his own companies, usually in collaboration with Columbia. Rossen was a member of the American Communist Party from 1937 to about 1947, and believed the Party was "dedicated to social causes of the sort that we as poor Jews from New York were interested in."He ended all relations with the Party in 1949. Rossen was twice called before the House Un-American Activities Committee (HUAC), in 1951 and in 1953. He exercised his Fifth Amendment rights at his first appearance, refusing to state whether he had ever been a Communist. As a result, he found himself blacklisted by Hollywood studios as well as unable to renew his passport. At his second appearance he named 57 people as current or former Communists and his blacklisting ended. In order to repair finances he produced his next film, Mambo, in Italy in 1954. While The Hustler in 1961 was a great success, conflicts on the set of Lilith so disillusioned him that it was his last film. more…

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