The Asphalt Jungle Page #5

Synopsis: When the intelligent criminal Erwin "Doc" Riedenschneider is released from prison, he seeks a fifty thousand-dollar investment from the bookmaker Cobby to recruit a small gang of specialists for a million-dollar heist of jewels from a jewelry. Doc is introduced to the lawyer Alonzo D. Emmerich that offers to finance the whole operation and buy the gems immediately after the burglary. Doc hires the safecracker Louis Ciavelli, the driver Gus Minissi and the gunman Dix Handley to the heist. His plan works perfectly but bad luck and betrayals compromise the steps after the heist and the gangsters need to flee from the police.
Director(s): John Huston
Production: WARNER BROTHERS PICTURES
  Nominated for 4 Oscars. Another 5 wins & 10 nominations.
 
IMDB:
7.9
Rotten Tomatoes:
97%
NOT RATED
Year:
1950
112 min
1,500 Views


but if it don't...

...lf he's got it, we'll collect.

- Good.

We'll meet Mr. Emmerich after the caper,

deliver the jewelry and get our money.

The payment is to be immediate

and in cash.

After that, we pay off and scatter.

Don't worry, Doc. We'll collect.

Lon...

...is that you?

Lon?

- Yes, May.

Come in, Lon.

I've got a business appointment.

- Sit down a minute.

It's 11:
30. Isn't that rather late for business?

Lon.

- Yes, May?

I'm not feeling well.

You haven't been feeling well

for a long time.

At night, I get nervous.

And when I get nervous, I hate

to stay in this big house all by myself.

Look here. May, you're not alone.

There are three servants in the house.

All you have to...

- I know. Press a button.

Well, what do you want me to do?

Sit down, Lon.

All right.

Do I sit here and watch you

read a magazine?

Would that be so awful?

- Oh, now, look, May...

We could play cards.

Casino, like we used to.

- Some other night.

Please, Lon, just one hand.

I couldn't sleep last night.

Then I got to thinking of the old days...

...how we used to like to stay up

and play casino. Just the two of us.

Yes. I wish I could stay, but I can't.

My dear, this is business.

I tell you what I'll do.

I'll look in later, and if you're still awake,

we'll have a little game.

Take your keys, please. We're closing up.

Okay.

All set?

- Yeah.

Better be careful how you handle this stuff.

They'll pick you up in little pieces.

What time have you got?

Good.

Good luck, Doc.

Did he give you the soup?

Here's the electric eye.

Soup.

It's gonna take a lot to blow this baby.

Here goes.

What's that?

- Keep going.

Hey, Doc, alarms are going off

all over the block.

The blast must've shook the whole system.

- What do we do?

I would hate to leave now.

We're so close.

I'm for finishing what we started.

- How about you, Louis?

It's okay with me.

- Will Gus hold still?

Don't worry about Gus.

What's the matter?

The drill broke.

We should finish before 12:15,

before the watchman gets here.

The store cop? Let me worry about him.

Hear that, Dix?

- Yeah.

Coming this way?

- From the river. Don't sound good.

Take a look, see what's happening.

We gotta blow, fast.

This is everything of real value.

Heavy, ain't she?

- Plenty.

This is the biggest one yet.

Wait till you see it in the papers.

Watchman. Pull open the door, Louis.

Maybe he'll go away.

- Do what Dix says.

Now.

Follow me.

Gus, take me home.

- Where did it get you?

Thigh. I can feel it going up.

I think I got the slug in my belly.

I'll take you to a guy, used to be a doctor.

- No, no. Take me home, Gus.

All right, Louis.

It's after 1.

They should be here any minute.

Unless there's been trouble.

Where is Angela tonight?

She's at her sister's.

She says.

I'd go easy on that liquor if I were you.

Half-drunk, I got better wits

than most people.

And more nerve.

You look worried, my friend.

Something bothering you?

Live and learn.

All these years, I've been suffering

from an inferiority complex.

I should've been in the money years ago.

You big boys, what have you got?

Front. Nothing but front.

And when that slips...

I do believe our guests are arriving.

Well? Everything go all right?

This is a friend of mine, Mr. Brannom.

He's been a great help to me on this deal.

Follow me. Follow me, gentlemen.

It's much more comfortable in here.

Say, I'll bet that thing is full

of Koh-i-noors and Grand Moguls, eh?

Could be.

Sit down, gentlemen. Sit down.

Let me get you a drink.

- No, thanks.

Do you mind if we have a look?

You're entitled to a look, naturally.

Convinced?

- Why, of course. Of course.

There never was any doubt in my mind.

You know, I know this fellow's reputation.

Just a matter of curiosity, that's all.

I'll bet the appraisal is going to exceed

even your estimate...

Good. Good.

In that case, I'd just like to see

the color of the money.

Gentlemen, I must admit at this moment I...

I'm embarrassed.

You mean you haven't got the money?

- Oh, I have it.

That is, I have the assurance of it.

- You haven't got it.

No, I haven't got the currency

right here in my hands...

...but it's promised

by an unimpeachable source.

Gentlemen, I'm afraid we were

a little hasty. We moved too fast.

We moved on your word.

Wait a minute.

That's a large sum of money, you know...

...considering present-day conditions...

...and considering the fact

that we had to have it in cash.

So I'm afraid a few days more

are needed to raise it.

A few days more may not seem like

a very long time to you, Mr. Emmerich.

But to me, carrying this around,

it would seem like years.

I understand.

I've got a solution for that too.

That is, if you boys trust me.

And if you don't, well, there's nothing

I can say except that I'm sorry.

Mr. Emmerich,

what are you trying to tell us?

About the jewels.

Wouldn't be safe for you

to carry that stuff around.

You mean, we leave them with you?

Well, when the police start looking

for that stuff tomorrow morning...

...they're not likely to call me up.

They're not likely to send detectives out

to search my house, you know.

You, on the other hand, Doc, you...

You're just out of prison.

They're certainly gonna be looking

for the big-timers like yourself.

Some smart cop might even connect

this burglary with your release.

Well, there you are.

Of course, as I said, it's up to you.

Keep in touch with me through Cobby.

You did a great job, Emmerich,

but it's not working.

Bob.

Back away and keep out of this, Emmerich.

Now, you, farmer, get your hands up.

And you, Fritz...

...throw the bag on the floor.

Over here by my feet.

Be careful how you throw it.

I got a pistol expert medal.

What do you say, Dix?

- He's got no say.

He makes a crooked move,

he'll never pitch another forkful of manure.

He's got us, Doc. Toss him the bag.

You're not as dumb as you look.

Are you a man or what?

Trying to gyp and double-cross me

with no guts for it.

What's inside of you?

What's keeping you alive?

Why don't you kill me?

What's stopping you?

- Okay, mister...

Dix, listen to me. Don't kill him.

It's too easy an out for him.

Sit down, sir.

Whatever possessed you

to pull such a stunt?

I was broke, facing bankruptcy.

He's a witness.

He saw me knock off that guy.

You think he wouldn't holler?

- He's in no position to talk.

What did you and your man on the floor

intend to do with the jewels?

Leave town.

Sell them off a little at a time.

No good. The police would have been

on you after the first sale.

You can't go peddling stuff like this around

when the heat's on.

Let's not fool around here any longer.

Be patient, Dix.

Mr. Emmerich got us into this hole,

and he's going to get us out.

I didn't save your life

because I'm a lover of humanity.

We're in trouble with

this satchel full of jewels.

As things stand, it's just so much junk.

There's nothing I can do.

- Yes, there is, Mr. Emmerich.

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Ben Maddow

Benjamin D. Maddow (August 7, 1909 in Passaic, New Jersey – October 9, 1992 in Los Angeles, California) was a prolific screenwriter and documentarian from the 1930s through the 1970s. Educated at Columbia University, Maddow began his career working within the American documentary movement in the 1930s. In 1936 he co-founded the short-lived left-wing newsreel The World Today. Under the pseudonym of David Wolff, Maddow co-wrote the screenplay to the Paul Strand–Leo Hurwitz documentary landmark, Native Land (1942). He earned his first feature screenplay credit with Framed (1947). Other screenplays include Clarence Brown's Intruder in the Dust (1949, an adaptation of the William Faulkner novel), John Huston's The Asphalt Jungle (1950, for which he received an Academy Award nomination), Johnny Guitar (1954, credited to Philip Yordan, God's Little Acre (1958, an adaptation of the Erskine Caldwell novel officially credited to Philip Yordan as a HUAC-era "front" for Maddow), and, again with Huston, an Edgar Award for Best Mystery Screenplay) and The Unforgiven (1960). As a documentarian he directed and wrote such films as Storm of Strangers, The Stairs, and The Savage Eye (1959), which won the BAFTA Flaherty Documentary Award. Maddow made his solo feature directorial debut with the striking, offbeat feature An Affair of the Skin (1963), a well-acted story of several loves and friendships gone sour and marked by the rich characterisations which had distinguished his best screenplays. In 1961, Maddow and Huston co-wrote the episode "The Professor" of the 1961 television series The Asphalt Jungle. In 1968 he wrote a screenplay based on Edmund Naughton's novel McCabe; while a film adaptation of the novel was ultimately produced as McCabe & Mrs. Miller (1971), Maddow wasn't credited on the film. His final screenplay was for the horror melodrama The Mephisto Waltz (1970). more…

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