The Long Haul Page #3
- Year:
- 1957
- 100 min
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pounds in it for you.
Crooked? Well a little ..
Bent maybe.
I'll see you later, Casey.
- What's the matter?
You and the family given up eating?
the family. I'll get a job.
Doing what?
You're on the list, Harry.
Once you're on the list, you're dead.
Sorry chum, can't use you.
Alright. Back it onto
the other truck. Come on.
Come on.
Hiya, Harry boy.
- Hi, Casey.
Looks like one of Joe Easy's trucks.
You don't say.
Are things getting so tough
he has to rob himself?
Okay Tom, let's have you.
- Right.
Looks like they ran out of gas.
Nothing like a nice
fire on a cold night.
Alright Casey, let's go.
Be seeing you, boy.
Get her up to the hedge.
- Right.
Okay. That's enough.
Alright, Casey?
- Okay.
Alright. Let her go!
Come on, let's get out of here.
Well come on, come on.
I can't understand it.
I know that road like
the back of my hand.
There is nothing to it.
Unless something went
wrong with the steering.
We didn't find any skidmarks.
Still, we'll be able to have
a proper look in the morning.
Yeah.
Well?
You will be required to give evidence
at the inquest of course, Mr Easy.
Yes. Yeah, of course.
What do you want?
What's this?
What does it look like?
It's all burnt.
So is Casey.
Now .. give me my money.
It was too bad about Casey.
Getting killed like that.
It's not going to work out, Joe.
neither is the insurance company.
Why don't you wrap it up?
You must have really needed that money.
What's the matter?
Can't you afford her anymore?
Is she buying too many dresses?
Going to too many clubs?
Just a little too rich
for your blood, huh?
What are you talking about?
That's what I'm talking about.
What's the matter with you, Easy?
Did you lose something?
I don't know where Lynn is.
I thought ..
Well you thought wrong.
Hey.
Lynn wants to see you.
She's in Liverpool.
She's working in a club
called The Congo. Only ..
Don't tell him I told you.
Hey, Frank!
Come in here, will you.
You're cool, baby. Real cool.
- Take it easy.
Come on, let's dance.
Come on, let's dance.
Why, what's the matter?
That's what you're here for.
It's what they pay you for, isn't it?
Come on!
The lady is dancing with me.
I owe you an apology.
I thought that ..
- I know.
Are you trying to tell me I
deliberately over-insured a vehicle ..
Had it pushed off the road,
then killed the driver?
Is that what you're getting at?
Well I wouldn't put it exactly
in those words, Mr Easy.
Then how would you put it?
Mr Easy.
All I know is that the insurance company
isn't very happy about this accident.
And they've asked me to investigate
the matter and to make out my report.
Then you had better get out of here
and make your report, hadn't you.
Very well.
That shipment of furs just come in, Joe.
Okay.
Shall I put an extra
watchman on tonight?
Yeah, sure.
Good day.
Next time you come, let me know.
I've a lawyer here.
advisable, Mr Easy.
Now we've the police and the insurance
company breathing down our necks.
And this came this morning.
What's that?
- A final demand from National Oil.
Eight thousand quid.
Hey, hey!
Those are sable pelts you're
handling, not bananas.
What are we going to do, Joe?
What do you mean "we"?
You only work here, remember.
Now look ..
I'm the company secretary.
I'm just as eligible to
go to jail as you are.
I've been inside before
and I didn't like it.
"Yes, sir?"
Get me Coastal Steamship
Company, Liverpool.
You know the trouble with you, Frank?
You're in the wrong business.
With your stomach you should be selling
ladies' underwear or something.
[ Buzzer ]
Hello. Is McNaughton in?
Yeah, I'll hold on.
"Yes, Joe?"
Sam, that American, whatsisname, Miller?
You know where I can get hold of him?
"I've got no address here, Joe.
All I know is he lives in Liverpool."
Never mind. I'll find him.
Haven't you got some work to do?
Mack? Joe Easy.
Fine.
Say, look. I'm coming down to Liverpool
this afternoon. I want to talk to you.
You're a hard man to find, Miller.
Now that you've found me, so what?
I want to talk to you.
I don't want to talk to you.
I think you will.
I've had enough.
Well?
A proposition that will
make your hair curl.
What is it?
Well .. yes or no?
No.
You've just said no to a
lot of money my friend.
I don't think you'll get away with it.
Those skins will be
so hot they'll sweat.
You'll be stuck with them.
In this country, maybe.
I'm told I can get a very good
price for them in America.
I used to have a friend.
between here and Boston.
Plenty of room onboard if
you'd like to come along.
I wouldn't advise staying in this
country after doing a job like this.
Well?
Get in, Frank.
I've just seen Frank.
He says Joe is looking for you.
I know. He was just in.
You're not going to get mixed
up with him, are you?
Frank says the police are on to him.
- What do you think?
Honey, what is the matter?
Nothing.
You were going to ring me
last night. What happened?
Look, I ..
I had things to do.
I'll see you around.
But when?
Look baby, I ..
What about this afternoon?
We could meet in the park or something.
Please, Harry.
Okay.
About four?
Butch .. keep it down to a roar.
It's got engine trouble.
Take it to the garage.
Take the dog with you too.
Go and play in the war, Johnny. Go on.
I'm going out for some cigarettes.
Why not take Johnny with you?
He's not been out today.
It's raining.
He will be alright if he wears his coat.
Come on, Johnny. Going out.
All set, Daddy. Let's go.
Let's go, Butch.
Harry.
Take care.
Butch, you play on the swings. I'll be
over in a minute. - Okay.
You are "Butch" aren't you?
Yeah .. how do you know?
Is that a dog? I got a dog.
Would you like this one?
Gee, thanks.
There you are.
Thank you.
Alright, Harry. Let's have it.
This is it, isn't it.
Why?
It was alright. It was going along fine.
I didn't try and move in on you.
All I asked was just
a little bit of your life.
Is that too much to ask?
I've tried.
It .. it won't work.
It .. just won't work.
But you're still in love
with me, aren't you?
Well, aren't you?
I don't know.
All I know is I have a wife and
a kid and they both need me.
I need you, Harry.
Not that way.
You can't do this.
You can't turn me ..
Inside out and just leave me.
Harry.
Do you hear me?
You can't do this to me.
Are you hurt, Butch? Huh?
Any bones broken.
Ah, you'll be alright.
Come on, we'll go home.
Is he hurt?
He's alright.
Goodbye, Lynn.
Lynn, I ..
I'm sorry. I ..
How do you feel, Butch?
I didn't cry, did I Daddy.
No you didn't, son.
There.
Now you go and get undressed.
Are you alright?
Do you still feel sick?
Go on then.
The police were here.
What did they want?
They wanted to see you.
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