Midnight Mary

Hey, don't push back there.

Oh, come on.

Don't push back there. Take it easy.

Mary Martin has killed a man.

The state demands the full penalty

for this crime.

You cannot allow sentiment

to prejudice your verdict.

She's had a police record

from the age of 14.

This woman is a criminal.

Mary Martin is a menace to society.

Her guilt has been proved

beyond the shadow of a doubt.

She has stubbornly refused

to tell why she fired that fatal shot.

Her vicious criminal career...

...her cold-blooded confession...

...her very indifference throughout this trial,

all make your duty clear.

Mary Martin has taken a life.

She must pay for it with her own!

The people of the state of New York...

...appeal to you for justice.

Your Honor, the state rests.

The court instructs the jury

to arrive at a verdict...

...on the basis of testimony presented.

You might have tried

to appear interested.

Why? You don't think those 12 good men

are gonna give me a break, do you?

Will you hold that pose, please?

Thank you.

- Perhaps you'd like to wait in my office.

- Oh, thank you.

That's it,

now, will you give us a full figure?

She'll be all right, Charlie.

- There's one door, that window won't open.

- Okay.

You might as well

make yourself comfortable.

Would you?

Would you like a cigarette?

Thanks.

I never smoke myself.

Do you have to stick around

till the bad news comes in?

That's what I'm here for.

- Think it'll be long?

- I hope not.

You see, my little granddaughter's

having a birthday party.

She's...

She's 7 years old today...

...and I promised her I'd get home in time

to see the birthday cake.

Oh, I'm sorry, I...

It's all right, forget it.

Say, you've got quite a library here.

Yeah, those are my records.

I've been keeping them for 37 years.

You mean,

you've had the same job all that time?

Yes, 38 years

the fourth day of September.

Heh.

The same office, doing the same work?

Yes, sir.

I've seen them come and go.

Uh...

That's the year I was born.

And there was a swell year,

good old 1919.

Oh! Oh!

Oh, look, Bunny, ain't it beautiful?

It ain't no good. It's busted.

Oh, gee, look, you get a nickel a pound

for this old rubber.

Is one of you kids Mary Martin?

Yeah, it's her.

I've been looking for you all day.

Your mother is...

No, you don't.

Hold up, you.

No, I didn't do nothing.

Let me go. Let me go.

Mary, this is for your own good.

These three years

in the house of correction...

...are not intended as a punishment...

...but as a means

of putting you in an environment...

...which will help to make you a better...

...and more useful citizen.

That'll be all.

Hey, sugar.

Come on, baby.

What are you afraid of?

Oh, what's the diff, Mary?

A girl's gotta live, ain't she?

Not necessarily, Bunny.

The jury's still out on that.

What's that?

Oh, nothing, let it pass.

You babes stay here until we get back.

If a cop should come along,

step outside and stand by the car, okay?

What do you mean, a cop?

Say, what is all this?

I don't know.

Maybe he's gotta see a man about a dog.

Fifty dollars?

- Yeah, that's for being a good girl.

- What?

Sure, you were the lookout, weren't you,

when we were inside working?

No use trying to get into your room.

I'm tired of waiting for my rent.

I seen you getting in that car

with those hoodlums.

You can't make no money that way.

Okay, Mrs. Ward, okay. Can you tell me

where the Salvation Army shelter is?

I'll pay for my room there.

If I knew, I wouldn't tell you.

Get on out of here. You get me my rent.

No more applications for employment

until further notice.

Oh.

Well, I almost made it, didn't I?

Isn't it funny?

Isn't it funny?

Oh!

Oh, my, she's fainted.

Poor thing fainted.

Get some water for her.

She's probably hungry.

Mary. Well, welcome, stranger.

Oh, well, you little son of a...

Oh, how are you?

- Say, where you been all this time, kid?

- I've been in Florida on my yacht.

Meet Mr. Nessel and Mr. Boopsgrapple,

a couple of millionaire playboys.

Pleased to make your acquaintance.

Thanks.

How are you?

Of course, you remember the professor.

Hello.

I'm glad to see you.

You know that, don't you?

- Angelo, bring her hot food and coffee.

You betcha.

Sit down, sugar, and take it easy.

- I hope I didn't bust in on a party.

- It wasn't a party without you, honey.

I've been worried about you.

Why didn't you never call me up

or something?

- Ain't you gonna finish your dinner?

- You better go on home.

Oh, gee.

I said you better go on home, didn't I?

I'll give you a ring sometime. Maybe.

For a smart girl, Mary,

you can be awful dumb.

She's been looking for a job.

Can you imagine that?

Well, Mary wants to be a nice,

good, respectable little girl...

...but the main thing now

is to get something to eat and drink...

...and a place to sleep, huh?

Yeah.

Say, baby,

you've gotten kind of thin lately.

The last couple of days,

I've been on a very strict diet.

Well, we'll take good care of you.

Here you are, try some of this.

- Ain't you gonna have any?

- No, I never use it, you know that.

I gotta know what's going on around here

all the time.

Well, here's to a happy family.

Go on, take off that hat.

You're gonna stay.

Am I? I don't know.

I suppose you'd rather go back tramping

the streets in the cold and the rain.

Getting doors slammed in your face.

Nothing to eat.

Say, you ought to be on the stage.

You think you're kidding?

Oh, I've had more people tell me...

...I'd make a great emotional...

Actress.

Excuse me.

You know, I think

you've stumbled on something there.

- I'd give that a lot of thought if I were you.

- Why not?

Mary, you better begin thinking

about your career too.

You know, in these days,

a girl has gotta specialize.

Well, let me see,

I could be a lady barber...

...or I could be

a mayonnaise-dressing demonstrator.

That ought to be good.

Gee, honey...

...you've had an awful tough time.

Now, don't go get me feeling sorry

for myself, will you?

Think of my morale.

What's that?

I don't know.

But it's something you gotta keep up.

That's enough of that.

Here.

Sit down, boys, we gotta talk business.

Are you interested?

Go on, honey, relax.

You're gonna stay.

Sure, she's gonna stay.

Besides, it's raining outside.

- Oh, what have I got to lose?

- Now you're talking, baby.

You don't see any ribs sticking out here,

do you? And you're not going to.

He's a pretty smart boss, Mary.

Listen, I'm going a long way.

I got it all figured out, see?

And those that stick with me

won't have a thing to worry about.

- Good evening, sir.

- Good evening.

Good evening. Good evening.

Oh, oh.

Queenie, Queenie, be a good girl now.

Queenie, you little... Bad girl. Tsk-tsk.

Bad girl.

You know, this is becoming irksome.

- Hello, Churchill, how's the boy?

- Good evening, Mr. Ricci.

- Anybody home?

- No.

- We've all went to the opera.

- Oh.

Oh, how's Mama's

little bunch of sweetness?

Oh, I feel fine.

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