The Asphalt Jungle
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- Year:
- 1950
- 112 min
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Car 31, Ashton apartment building,
third floor.
Cars 31 and 36, 926 Ford Street.
Cars 31 and 36, 926 Ford Street.
Attention, car 71.
Holdup, Hotel de Paris,
Camden Square south.
Holdup, Hotel de Paris.
Armed suspect, tall man, Caucasian,
wearing a dark suit and soft hat.
This is car 71. Roger.
Gus.
Gus.
What time this punk come in?
- I don't watch the clock.
I own the joint.
- No gun.
I'll search the joint.
You got a warrant?
- Look, why don't you cooperate.
Get a warrant.
- Take him in.
On what?
- We'll book him on vag.
All right. Come on, you.
Come on.
Smith, Karl Anton, age 37.
Arrested 6 p.m. Last night.
he had murdered Mrs. Catherine Smith.
Doldy, William, age 22.
Possession narcotics.
Occupation, clerk.
No previous record.
Attempt suicide last night with necktie.
Handley, William Trevor,
alias Dix Handley, age 36.
Born Kentucky.
Occupation, none.
Arrested 1937, illegal possession firearm.
Sentence, one to five.
Escaped state prison, 1939.
Arrested 1940, released 1941.
That's enough.
Well, do you see the man
who pulled the stickup last night?
I don't know.
- What do you mean, you don't know?
He had a hat on.
Put on your hats.
Well?
He was tall, you say. He had on
a brown suit and a wide-brim hat.
All right. Don't you see him?
Well, come on. Is that him?
No, it isn't him.
Okay.
- That's all.
Lieutenant Ditrich, commissioner
wants to see you in his office right away.
Sit down, lieutenant.
Thank you, sir.
Thirty-nine thefts, 33 burglaries,
...five morals offenses in the past 30 days.
Quite a record,
even for the 4th Precinct.
We know the guy who's been pulling
most of the stickups.
Name's Dix Handley.
He was in the show-up this morning, but
our witness got cold feet and backed down.
What can you do?
- Lock up the witness. Scare him worse.
It's your job, knowing what to do.
The only merchants
safe from harm in your precinct...
...are those who take wagers on the horses.
I wanna know why those
parlors are still operating.
I close them down,
but they open up again.
You don't close them hard enough.
Rip out the phones, smash up the furniture.
People like to bet the horses,
and just because the law says...
I don't want your opinion of the law.
Is that all, sir?
- No, that's not all.
Where's Erwin Riedenschneider?
- I'm waiting to hear on that, sir.
You don't know where he is, do you?
No, but we ought to get
a word from our stoolies.
It was all dumped in your lap.
He left prison yesterday at 12 noon, took
a train for this city, time of arrival, 3:17.
All you had to do was stay with him
for 24 hours.
If he didn't register, lock him up.
What happens?
He loses you five blocks from the depot,
and a dangerous criminal...
...is at large in this city.
Two men on that detail
ought to get medals for dumbness.
They were assigned by you.
You should get one too.
Ditrich, I can do three things about you:
I can reduce you to patrolman,
send you down to Five Corners.
I can bring you up for trial
on charges of incompetence.
Or I can give you one more chance
to make good on your responsibilities.
I think that'll be
the greatest punishment of all.
Thank you, sir.
There's the number you're looking for,
but it's dark.
You want me to wait?
I wouldn't go parading around
this neighborhood with a suitcase.
Some of these young punks might clip you
just to get a clean shirt.
Yeah?
- I want to see Cobby.
Who are you?
- Just say Doc is here...
...and would like to see him.
Wait here.
You'd better be on the legit, pal.
I'm a busy man.
What do you want?
I just got out today.
Oh, so that's it.
I'm tired of you guys putting a bite on me.
I'm no bank.
- I got a proposition for you.
All you guys have.
Maybe you didn't get who I was.
- I ain't never seen you before. What is it?
Maybe you've heard of me.
The Professor? Or Herr Doctor, maybe.
You mean, you are Riedenschneider?
Well, why didn't you say so?
Come on in, Doc. Come on in.
Sit down, Doc. Sit down.
Have a drink?
- Nothing to drink.
I got out of the habit behind the walls.
That's all it is, a habit.
Well, here's to the drink habit, the only one
I got that don't get me into trouble.
Well, Doc. What's on your mind?
I got a proposition. A big one.
How big is big?
- Too big for you, Cobby.
Now, wait, Doc. I don't like to brag,
but I'm doing all right.
Making book. I'm in the chips.
What kind of proposition is it?
A plan for a caper.
And it's a good one.
I could sell it for $ 100,000
on the open market...
...but that would be throwing money away.
I prefer to execute it myself and make...
- How much?
Half a million dollars.
Maybe even more.
I will have to do a little checking,
as the plan is some years old...
...but not much checking. Not much.
I need roughly 50,000 to operate.
Fifty thousand?
No, no, no. I don't see.
- Of course.
I thought maybe Mr. Emmerich...
What do you know about Mr. Emmerich?
Only what I heard in the walls...
...that he has money to invest and that
the way to get to him is through you.
Lf my information is not correct...
- Correct, sure. Sure. It's correct.
I just never thought of Mr. Emmerich
in connection with this kind of deal.
Excuse me a minute.
I'll be right back.
Hello, Dix. What do you want?
- I wanna make a bet.
Well?
- Your man says you got to okay it.
What are you in for?
- 2300 and some.
Okay. Your tab's good for 2500...
...but that's the limit. Either pick a winner
or pay me when you get that far.
Don't bone me.
I'm not...
- Did I ever welsh?
Nobody said you did...
- You just boned me.
I'm not asking you any favors.
I'll go get you your 2300 right now.
Now, Dix. Now, Dix, listen.
Will you have a drink? Come on.
Come on. Come back here.
Have a drink, will you?
Can you beat that?
Where does he come off, blowing a fuse?
- Who is he?
A smalltime hooligan,
who's crazy for horses.
My book beats him and beats him,
he keeps coming back for more.
Say, Doc...
...I forgot on account of that big tramp.
I spoke to Mr. Emmerich on the phone.
He's gonna meet us later tonight.
He's giving a party at his house in town
for a bunch of swells...
...but he'll be at another address later on.
A man like Emmerich has got
more than one place to hang his hat.
Smart cat. Never does a lick of work,
stays out all night, sleeps all day.
What's a big, dirty cat
doing at an eating joint?
I run over one every time I get a chance.
People feeding cats,
and some kids haven't got enough to eat.
You gonna buy that magazine?
Why should I?
I seen all the dames in it already.
Wanna make something of it?
You're a little off your beat.
- How do you mean, Humpty Dumpty?
I mean, you don't belong around here.
You're just passing through,
only not fast enough.
If I ever see you running over a cat,
I'll kick your teeth out.
I'd take you apart if you were about
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