Northern Pursuit Page #4

Synopsis: Canadian Mountie Steve Wagner captures a German Luftwaffe officer on a spy mission, who later escapes from the prison camp. To catch the spy ring, the Mounties employ a ruse so that the spies, believing Steve to be sympathetic, enlist him in their plans.
Director(s): Raoul Walsh
Production: Warner Bros.
 
IMDB:
6.6
APPROVED
Year:
1943
93 min
43 Views


We'll have two men

board your train in Nascobi.

See that the body's not disturbed.

Yes, that's right. Thank you.

McGregor's been killed.

McGregor?

He was detailed to follow Steve.

Yes, a conductor found his body

on the train, in the washroom.

Well, what about Steve?

How do we contact him?

- What do we do now?

- Nothing.

Wait for him to contact us.

It's all we can do.

- Is that his wife?

- Obviously.

These people live like swine.

Maybe you live worse

if things be same for you.

Oh, you speak English.

Me speak good English.

Let me help you with that. Looks heavy.

There you are.

Let her carry it.

He's trying to make friends with you.

I've told you many times about the English,

no good for Indians.

No freedom for Indians

until the Germans come.

Soon now.

Well...

...this is a surprise.

I didn't expect to meet you again.

How are you?

I brought him as you said.

He's just the man we need.

Nobody in Canada

knows the North Country better.

Oh, that's good.

That's splendid.

As soon as the news

was published in the papers...

...of your arrest and dismissal,

Herr Oberst sent me to get you.

He hadn't forgotten your first meeting.

No, of course not.

I never make mistakes about people.

- I'm glad to see you again, my friend.

- Well, I'm very glad to see you too, colonel.

Ever since that night,

I've been wanting to talk to you again.

Well, I would be happy to...

...but it's getting late

and you must be tired.

Heinzmann will show you where to sleep.

Good night.

- Good night, good night.

- Good night.

He amuses me.

They are like children, all of them.

Even the first time when I met him,

when he picked me up...

...it was plain what he was doing.

He's a fool.

- I think you are too.

- Herr Oberst.

Isn't it obvious

that they staged the whole thing?

How do you know that his arrest

wasn't done for our benefit?

- That may be so.

- Isn't it obvious the man's still a policeman?

Then what do you mean

by bringing him up here?

Herr Oberst, if you'll permit me.

Very well.

He can protect us, Herr Oberst.

They don't wanna bring us in.

They wanna know what we're doing.

So as long as he works with us...

...we're all right.

Let him think we're stupid.

This isn't an easy trip.

It's unchartered country, most of it.

But you don't think

he had been followed up here?

He was.

No more.

You thought of all this by yourself?

You exceeded your authority.

However, I will forget it if it works.

- It will.

- Perhaps.

But it's also possible...

...that a man who would take a chance

like he has taken so far...

...is not afraid to die.

Herr Oberst, I've heard that the

hostage system works very well in Europe.

It can work just as well here.

Mush. Mush.

Steve.

- Laura.

- I was so glad when I got your message.

My message? What...?

I knew she'd be worried. And I saw to it

that she was notified immediately.

I didn't know what happened.

I kept imagining all kinds of things.

I thought you were dead

or kidnapped by those Nazis who escaped.

There goes your imagination again.

Let me introduce you.

- Mr. Keller.

- How do you do?

- This is Mr...

- Willis.

Willis. This is my fiance, Miss McBain.

Your fiance?

Congratulations. She's very lovely.

I went every place, to Barnett.

He said he didn't know where you were...

...that he didn't care.

- Why didn't you let me know?

- Well, I couldn't.

- You couldn't?

- No.

Does anyone know you've come up here?

No.

- Why is everything such a secret?

- There's no secret.

These gentlemen have hired me to

guide them to a mine in the North Country.

- How long will you be gone?

- Oh, I don't know. A month, maybe longer.

- Steve, take me with you.

- That's impossible.

Perhaps it isn't.

- Look, our arrangement was...

- We'll talk about that later.

Rose, will you see that Miss McBain

is made comfortable?

Thank you, Mr. Keller.

Ernst, pay off the dog-man.

Well, whose bright idea was that?

Ernst is such a fool.

He thought of holding Miss McBain

as a hostage.

Obviously, he doesn't trust you.

- Do you?

- Well, you're with us, aren't you?

Yes, but assuming she hadn't been

brought up here. I think that's a mistake.

What choice do we have?

Ernst made a blunder.

We have to make the best of it.

Look, Wagner, if you are with us,

neither of you has anything to worry about.

I simply can't afford to take any chances.

You must understand that.

Excuse me.

Mush.

- You trust the dog-man?

I trust no one.

Dagor.

These are for you.

- A Mountie's uniform, for me?

- Yes.

What's it for?

We want you to help us free

three of our comrades.

Oh, no. That wasn't in our bargain.

It's one of those things

which came up unexpectedly.

- Like the young lady's arrival.

- Oh, Ernst, don't be ridiculous.

You understand, Wagner.

Hm.

Yes, I guess I do.

Where are they?

Show him.

Here's a map.

- You know the post at Rock River?

Mm-hm.

- You know the two Mounties there?

- Mm-hm.

Whoa.

Campbell?

Well, Johnson, how are you?

It's all right, you can talk to me.

I'm back on duty.

- Since when?

- Since the 15th.

- All right, Steve. We're glad you're back.

- Thanks.

Who's that with you?

Oh, just a trapper.

I'm using him to break trail.

This is a hundred miles off

your regular patrol.

I think I'll do some checking.

Put up your hands.

Both of you.

Higher. Higher.

All right, inside.

Break the radio.

Hey.

Hey.

I got an order here

for three of your prisoners.

There, you see?

Said we couldn't get any orders

for days, huh?

That shows you how much you know

about this army.

A hundred miles from nowhere

and up pops a Mountie with an order.

You can blame the radio for that.

Which one do you want?

It's written down there.

Gross.

Moeller.

Preisser.

Here. I'll give you a receipt for that.

Four? You were supposed to bring seven.

That's right,

I left three of them at Rock River.

Here's the receipt I got for them.

"Mainwaring."

That's the code name Steve was to use.

He's with them.

And he's broken three German prisoners.

But why only three, sir?

There were seven in the truck.

They needed only three.

Three of the same type that tried to make it

with von Keller from the Bear Lake camp.

"Order number 221."

Two, that means north.

Another two. North, north.

One, west.

North, northwest.

That's the direction they're traveling

from this point.

Rock River.

Where they broke the prisoners.

- All right, Jim, you're off.

- My outfit's ready, sir.

Remember, you're the only one

that Steve can reach us through.

Well, is your imagination

running away with you again?

Not this time. I have it all figured out.

- You know who those men are?

- Yes, they're Nazis.

Be careful.

They're holding me as a hostage,

aren't they?

- Mm-hm.

- Steve, I have a plan.

Now, Laura, you listen to me.

These men are playing for high stakes.

They're desperate.

Promise you'll do nothing

without talking to me first.

- Understand?

- All right.

Charm. Bring you good luck.

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Frank Gruber

Frank Gruber (born February 2, 1904, Elmer, Minnesota, died December 9, 1969, Santa Monica, California) was an American writer. He was an author of stories for pulp fiction magazines. He also wrote dozens of novels, mostly Westerns and detective stories. Gruber wrote many scripts for Hollywood movies and television shows, and was the creator of three TV series. He sometimes wrote under the pen names Stephen Acre, Charles K. Boston and John K. Vedder. Gruber said that as a 9-year-old newsboy, he read his first book, "Luke Walton, the Chicago Newsboy" by Horatio Alger. During the next seven years he read a hundred more Alger books and said they influenced him professionally more than anything else in his life. They told how poor boys became rich, but what they instilled in Gruber was an ambition at age nine or 10, to be an author. He had written his first book before age 11, using a pencil on wrapping paper. Age 13 or 14, his ambition died for a while but several years later it rose again and he started submitting stories to various magazines, like Smart Set and Atlantic Monthly. Getting rejected, he lowered his sights to The Saturday Evening Post and Colliers, with no more success. The pulps were getting noticed and Gruber tried those but with no success. As a story came back with a rejection slip, he would post it off again to someone else, so he could have as many as forty stories going back and forth at different times, costing him about a third of his earnings in postage. Erle Stanley Gardner called him the fighter who licked his weight in rejection slips. February 1927, he finally sold a story. It was bought by The United Brethren Publishing House of Dayton. It was called "The Two Dollar Raise" and he got a cheque through for three dollars and fifty cents. Answering an ad in the Chicago Tribune, he got a job editing a small farm paper. In September he got a better paid job in Iowa and soon found himself editing five farm papers. He had lots of money and even wrote some articles for the papers but found he had no time to write the stories he wanted to write. In 1932 the Depression hit, and he lost his job. 1932 to 1934 were his bad years. He wrote and wrote, many stories typed out on an old "Remington" but of the Sunday School stories, the spicy sex stories, the detective stories, the sports stories, the love stories, very few sold, with some companies paying him as little as a quarter of a cent per word. He had a few successes and remained in Mt. Morris, Illinois for 14 months before deciding to head to New York on July 1, 1934. There were numerous publishing houses in New York and he could save money on postage but this led to him walking miles to deliver manuscripts as he had so little money, not even enough for food most of the time. He stayed in a room in the Forty Fourth Street Hotel ($10.50 per week). In his book, The Pulp Jungle (1967), Gruber details the struggles (for a long time, at least once a day he had tomato soup, which was free hot water in a bowl, with free crackers crumbled in and half a bottle of tomato sauce added) he had for a few years and numerous fellow authors he became friendly with, many of whom were famous or later became famous. Early December 1934 and with endless rejection slips, he got a phone call from Rogers Terrill. Could he do a 5,500 word filler story for Operator #5 pulp magazine by next day? He did and got paid. Even better, they wanted another one next month, and another. He was then asked to do a filler for Ace Sports pulp, which sold. Gruber's income from writing in 1934 was under $400. In 1935, his stories were suddenly wanted and he earned $10,000 that year. His wife came to live with him (she had been living with relatives) and he lived the good life, moving into a big apartment and buying a Buick ($750). January 1942, Gruber decided to try Hollywood, having heard about the huge sums some stories sold for and stayed there till 1946. Gruber—who stated that only seven types of Westerns existed—wrote more than 300 stories for over 40 pulp magazines, as well as more than sixty novels, which had sold more than ninety million copies in 24 countries, sixty five screenplays, and a hundred television scripts. Twenty five of his books have sold to motion pictures, and he created three TV series: Tales of Wells Fargo, The Texan and Shotgun Slade. His first novel, The Peace Marshall, which was rejected by every agent in New York at the time, became a film called "The Kansan", starting Richard Dix. The book has been reprinted many times with total sales of over one million copies. He bragged that he could write a complete mystery novel in 16 days and then use the other 14 days of the month to knock out a historical serial for a magazine. His mystery novels included The French Key (for which he sold the motion picture rights for $14,000 in 1945) and The Laughing Fox. more…

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