Sitting Target
- R
- Year:
- 1972
- 93 min
- 58 Views
Harry!
Right, Lomart...come along...
Your wife!
What she sees in that ape Lomart,
I'll never know.
Well, one could say
that about a lot of wives...sir.
Watch it, Birdy, me old son...
...or you'll end up getting
as much ton as your mate Lomart.
No offence...sir.
Come on get out...
there's someone to see you, too.
Male?
Female?
Or one of the lucky ones?
You've been inside so long Birdy...
you wouldn't know the difference.
I came up
on the businessmen's train.
All bellies and cigars!
It didn't take too long
from London, though.
Well, everything moves quicker
nowadays...
Except in here.
Bad as the last stretch?
Worse.
Well, you see they moved me
to a new block...
...and I get turned over
day and night.
I'm watched all the time...
If not by them buggers...
by them!
This maximum security stuff...
Thr papers are full of it.
Well it makes you feel like
some animal in a cage.
I'm sorry I didn't come
to see you before.
It's been 5 months
since the trial, Pat.
Why?
You weren't allowed visitors
at first, being here.
I didn't hear that.
Well, it's true.
And they said you had a fight
or something... with a screw.
Well he had it coming to him.
- That didn't help matters...
- Alright, alright!
What you been doing?
The usual, when you're inside.
Go to work... go shopping...
...go home... and go to bed!
Are you managing?
Sort of.
Are you seeing the family?
I can't ask THEM for money.
Why not? They owe me...
I told you!
- Money's tight.
- You mean, THEY are.
It's like begging.
Begging be buggered!
I'm not having you going short...
Do you understand that?
Harry...you KNOW me!
You know what I'm like...
I just CAN'T ask!
You're a stubborn little bint!
You always was.
"Like my mother"
you always said!
I know who I fancy!
Here?!
I wouldn't say no.
What would you do...
I'd put my head
where my hands are...
...underneath a blanket.
Time for your "commercial break".
You...smell good
Still using the same stuff?
Well, don't change it
till I get out...
It'll give me something
to remember you by.
That's what I want to
talk to you about, Harry!
There's not much hope
for your appeal.
Who says so?
The coppers.
It's on record...they claim
what you did was deliberate.
Look...it was deliberate,
hitting him...
I didn't mean to kill him...
He wouldn't let go
of the bag!
All the postmen are the same...
They think the stuff in the bag
belongs to them.
But it means 15 years!
12, at the least!
All those days...
Days.. days... nothing!
Not the next or the next!
Do try and understand, love!
Try and see it my way...
15 years is a lifetime!
I'll be old!
It's so long!
You know what I'm like!
I need it!
It must be very difficult.
I didn't want to tell you
in a letter...
...that's not fair.
Wouldn't be fair?...
What are you on about?!
I want some life!
I want a baby again!
I have met someone.
I...didn't mean to.
I want a divorce!
No!
I'm pregnant!
Let go!
Hold his legs!
I've met someone.
I want some life!
I want a baby again!
I want a divorce!
I'm pregnant!
I'm pregnant!
I want a baby...I want a divorce!
I'm pregnant! I want some life!
I'm pregnant!
I want a divorce!
I want some life!
I'm pregnant! I want some life!
I'm pregnant!
Ah...Lomart!
We've reserved
your old room for you!
Understand you admire the view.
On your way!
Harry!
Solitary never did nothing
for nobody, old son!
- I've got to get out of here, Birdy.
- Right, Lomart...!
Harry...
Harry, we've got to think...
plan...scheme.
Thanks, but it's my bind.
No...not altogether...
A woman gave us away...
don't forget!
Pat?
Anything's possible.
Especially after what she told you.
Yeah, but a break, though...
- That's be dangerous for you.
- No, I been thinking of it anyway.
Australia, maybe...eh?
Still wide open over there.
In any case...
We've been together nigh on 10 years
And it don't seem a day too much.
I'm gonna kill her.
I've got to, Birdy.
My smart stick, sir.
Do your buttons up, mister!
I'd better take my heavy stick!
Very funny!
Right...
Let's get it over with.
Turn over!
Alright, Williams...
On your feet!
Goodnight, Williams...
Pleasant dreams!
Here!...
Cover me with Lomart.
Alright Mr Lomart...
Wakey, wakey!
Why, you crazy bastard!
Harry!
Keys!... The keys, Harry!
Been having a tte--tte?!
What's that?
French for getting your heads together.
Now who's got to watch it,
my old son?!
- Ready?
- Just a sec.
Just a sec, Harry.
Hit him!
Hit him!
Why you're frightened
of hitting somebody...
...I'll never know, Birdy.
Go get McNeil.
Go get him!
Come on...sir!
You'll do well to bear in mind,
you're doing this...
...only because of me.
You'll do well to bear in mind
we're only getting out of this...
...because of US!
Very well...
We'll go.
Who's that?
What's going on?
Shut up!
Are you sure your bribe
is going to work?
We'll know in a few moments,
won't we?
You've got 15 minutes.
A grand for 15 minutes.
Go on...piss off...
I've got myself to think about.
You bastard.
I'm not screwing up
Then you'll need an alibi!
The dogs next...
That's more YOUR cup of tea.
They're fierce in the dark.
- Why?
- Because my information is never wrong.
If they weren't human,
we wouldn't 've got this far.
15 minutes.
Come on!
There must be a dog!
Only the outside wall after this,
Harry, love!
My information is never wrong.
This is one time it should've been!
Thanks, Birdy.
It's a bit like old times, isn't it?
We'd have had our own business by now.
Yeah, well we've got a new one,
haven't we.
This reconstruction gave me
the idea how to escape.
You've got some use after all.
Sir, excuse me...
We want to see your mates
on the others side of the wall, too.
Do you mind if I go first?
"Woman and children first."
...That storm seems to have passed...
Birdy!
Take it easy, boy.
Harry...I can't move!
That's Soapy Tucker down there.
Who else?
Harry...come on!
- Right...we're going!
- Not without HIM!
- He's Gone! - No!
- He's gone!
You needed us and we needed you.
THAT was the deal!
Harry...come on!
Right!...Please...let's go!
Well...here's to it!
Like smoking air, isn't it?
After that stuff you get inside.
Here...
Alright, love!
You know...
2 years celibacy is a bit much,
even for me.
So you'll excuse me.
2 days is MY limit, mate!
You've done us proud, Soapy!
Only the best...
for the best.
You're lovely!
Old McNeil really does it in style,
doesn't he?
Yes...it's MY idea!
This truck gets us
inside Liverpool docks...
...no aggravation.
There's more Yanks there,
going to Africa or somewhere.
Spot of bother with the blacks,
I shouldn't wonder.
That's all you get
these days, isn't it?
Them and the kids.
Oh, I'm sorry about your clothes, boys...
But it's the best I could do.
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