The Prowler Page #3

Synopsis: In a fancy suburb in California, the gorgeous housewife Susan Gilvray finds a prowler outside her house late one night and she calls the police. Officer Webb Garwood and his partner answer the call but do not find anyone. Later Webb returns to Susan's house with the pretext of checking if everything is OK. Susan invites him in to have coffee with her. Webb soon learns that Susan is married to John Gilvray, a middle-aged broadcaster of a late night radio show. They also discover that they are from the same hometown. Webb makes a pass at Susan and even though she tries to put him off they soon start a love affair. When John becomes suspicious Susan ends her relationship with Webb. Though difficult Webb stays away from Susan. Without Susan's knowledge Webb plots a scheme to get rid of John; he simulates a scenario where John is "accidently" shot dead. There is an inquest and it is ruled that John Gilvray's death was not intentional. Webb quits the police-force a job he was never happy doi
Director(s): Joseph Losey
Production: VCI Entertainment
 
IMDB:
7.3
Rotten Tomatoes:
100%
Year:
1951
92 min
Website
158 Views


Oh, Bud, these rocks, I can see

how they can kind of get you.

You can't kid me, Webb Garwood.

Ought to be ashamed of yourself.

Nice enough to come over here

on his only night off, and

you chew his ear off

about our silly old rocks.

I know you're itching to leave.

Well, get along with you,

wherever you're expected.

Okay.

I guess I have sort of

out-stayed my welcome.

But that dinner was

just wonderful, Grace.

And that roast beef and the cake,

just stuffed right up to here.

Well, we'll take off up

where we left off, Bud.

See ya, Bud boy.

Well...

Goodnight, Webb.

Goodnight.

Be seeing you.

Oh, no.

I was nasty to him, wasn't I?

Well, you do kind of pick on him. Why?

Well, maybe it's because

he seemed so bored and never

really listens when you

talk, and hates being a cop.

Oh, for goodness sakes.

What's got into you, anyway?

Webb?

Huh?

What are you thinking about?

Hey.

Something new has been added.

He bought it for me when I

told him about the prowler.

He got his permit for this pop gun?

I don't know.

Anyway, nobody's going to use it

That was stolen fun.

And what could be sweeter than that?

I can't stand the oily

sound of that guy's voice.

No, Webb.

I have to listen, because

he always asks me how he was.

I wish he'd sign off and come home

and walk in that door and find us.

Webb.

Webb, we have to stop seeing each other.

I'm scared.

Because of what I just said?

Maybe.

Forget it, baby.

That was just talk.

Did you think I meant that?

No, I guess not.

I know how you feel, always sneaking

around, never really feeling free.

I feel the same way.

I don't want to spend

just one evening with you.

I want to spend all of them.

Oh, I do, too.

My vacation begins tomorrow.

Are you going away somewhere?

Las Vegas.

How long will you be gone?

Two weeks.

Two weeks?

Come with me.

Oh, I couldn't.

Why not?

We could think up some excuse.

There's a place I want you to see.

It's a sort of a thing that

I've dreamed of owning someday.

A motor court. Every

time I hit Las Vegas, I

take a good look at it just

to make sure it's still there.

You and I had something like that and

each other, our troubles would be over.

We wouldn't have to worry about

anything as long as we lived.

I know.

Man's got a place like that, it's

working for him 24 hours a day.

He amounts to something.

He's got some position in the community.

You know, we could go to the

mountains every summer all

summer long, and that motel would

still be hauling in the dough.

Even when you're sleeping, it

would be making money for you.

Oh, baby, you've just got

to come to Las Vegas with me.

That's the greatest

little town in the world.

You know I can't.

Now, don't say that.

Well, friends, that's

our goodnight tune.

And remember, folks, the

cost of living is going down.

Good night to everyone.

I'll be seeing you, Susan.

Well, do you come to

Las Vegas or don't you?

There's no way I can, Webb.

If you'd given me a little

warning, I might have...

That's the way it is,

let's forget about it.

I knew you'd do this sometime.

I knew it from the very beginning.

If you were just a dame,

it'd be different, Susan.

But you're special.

No, darling, no.

There's a plane from here gets

into Las Vegas every night at 7:00.

Listen, Webb.

You've got to listen to me.

I'll be there to meet you

tomorrow night at 7:00.

I don't care what kind of

an excuse you have to have.

I can't, darling, please.

You'll do it because you've got to.

Tomorrow night, 7:00

Oh, Webb. Webb.

Attention, please.

Passenger Whitman, step to

Western Airlines counter.

Passenger Whitman, please.

Attention. Passenger Boyer,

please confirm your ticket

It's on that 9:
00 o'clock plane tonight.

I'm very sorry, madam, but

that night is all filled.

Why, that's strange. They've always...

Hey are there two

sections on that Flight 27?

No, sir, only one tonight.

If you'll give me your name, madam,

I'll put you on the next flight.

Well...

What time is the next

plane for the coast?

8:
31, sir.

If you'll give me your name, I'll

put you down for another flight.

Well...

Salt Lake 20, please.

Your name, please, madam?

It's dangerous. He's here. Go away.

Come on. Get in the car.

Or should we talk inside?

Come on.

He suspects me.

That's why I couldn't come.

Wait a minute. When did you find out?

Yesterday. He's quit his job.

How did he find out? What does he know?

Lots of things.

He says little things.

And when I tried to make an excuse to

get away for a few days, he accused me.

Did you admit anything?

No.

Good.

I couldn't convince him. He said

if he Ever caught me, he'd kill me.

Bluff.

No, he means it.

What does he want? The gas cage?

After he killed me, he

says, he'd kill himself.

That would be a good bargain.

He wouldn't want to live, anyhow.

Oh, Webb, it would be my fault.

He loves me.

He's been so sweet to

me, and I've betrayed him.

I lied to him. I feel so rotten.

I wish I'd never seen you.

I can't see you anymore.

Did you hide that gun?

I tried to, but it was gone.

What a crazy fool.

Webb, he'd do it, I know he would.

Did you have those lights on?

No, Webb. He's awake.

Susan!

I'll go around on the side of the

house in case he starts anything.

Susan! Where are you, Susan?

Susan!

I'm here, John, in the kitchen.

I woke up and I was thirsty.

I thought I heard talking.

I thought I heard voices.

You must have imagined it.

Look, I heard you. Don't

tell me I imagined it.

You must have. It isn't even dawn yet.

All right.

All right.

Hello.

Webb, darling, I must see you.

I know, baby, I know, but

it's too risky for you.

Way too risky.

I don't care. I don't care.

I must see you.

Yeah.

But like you said, better call it quits.

You don't mean that, Webb.

Yeah.

Hello?

Hello?

Hello?

Webb?

Hello?

Hello.

Oh, darling, I've been

trying and trying to get you.

I know.

Is there anybody with you?

No.

Please, Webb.

Please, we have to meet

somewhere just tonight.

I just can't stand not seeing you.

I just can't stand it.

I know, baby.

It's tough for me, too.

Don't you miss me?

Sure I miss you.

I'm counting the days till I go back

to work so I can get you out of my mind.

Sweetheart, please, please come

over Just this once, please, please.

I'm sorry, Susan, but you have to

understand, I just can't take it anymore.

We have to call it

quits, the end, finis.

Webb, no, no.

Yeah.

It's open.

Susan, you shouldn't have...

Webb.

Oh, Webb.

Oh, Webb, take me

away wherever you want.

Don't bring me back.

It's crazy, I know,

but I love you, Webb.

I love you so much that I-I'm afraid

of you. I asked him for a divorce.

When?

I begged. I pleaded.

When was this?

This afternoon.

You told him about me?

Not who you were.

What did he say?

He said that he'd never let me

go under any conditions ever.

We haven't much choice, have we?

We have, Webb.

We have.

Take me away now.

Don't forget, Susan, you

Rate this script:0.0 / 0 votes

Hugo Butler

Hugo D. Butler (4 May 1914 – 7 January 1968) was a Canadian born screenwriter working in Hollywood who was blacklisted by the film studios in the 1950s. more…

All Hugo Butler scripts | Hugo Butler Scripts

0 fans

Submitted on August 05, 2018

Discuss this script with the community:

0 Comments

    Translation

    Translate and read this script in other languages:

    Select another language:

    • - Select -
    • 简体中文 (Chinese - Simplified)
    • 繁體中文 (Chinese - Traditional)
    • Español (Spanish)
    • Esperanto (Esperanto)
    • 日本語 (Japanese)
    • Português (Portuguese)
    • Deutsch (German)
    • العربية (Arabic)
    • Français (French)
    • Русский (Russian)
    • ಕನ್ನಡ (Kannada)
    • 한국어 (Korean)
    • עברית (Hebrew)
    • Gaeilge (Irish)
    • Українська (Ukrainian)
    • اردو (Urdu)
    • Magyar (Hungarian)
    • मानक हिन्दी (Hindi)
    • Indonesia (Indonesian)
    • Italiano (Italian)
    • தமிழ் (Tamil)
    • Türkçe (Turkish)
    • తెలుగు (Telugu)
    • ภาษาไทย (Thai)
    • Tiếng Việt (Vietnamese)
    • Čeština (Czech)
    • Polski (Polish)
    • Bahasa Indonesia (Indonesian)
    • Românește (Romanian)
    • Nederlands (Dutch)
    • Ελληνικά (Greek)
    • Latinum (Latin)
    • Svenska (Swedish)
    • Dansk (Danish)
    • Suomi (Finnish)
    • فارسی (Persian)
    • ייִדיש (Yiddish)
    • հայերեն (Armenian)
    • Norsk (Norwegian)
    • English (English)

    Citation

    Use the citation below to add this screenplay to your bibliography:

    Style:MLAChicagoAPA

    "The Prowler" Scripts.com. STANDS4 LLC, 2024. Web. 25 Jul 2024. <https://www.scripts.com/script/the_prowler_21127>.

    We need you!

    Help us build the largest writers community and scripts collection on the web!

    Watch the movie trailer

    The Prowler

    Browse Scripts.com

    The Studio:

    ScreenWriting Tool

    Write your screenplay and focus on the story with many helpful features.


    Quiz

    Are you a screenwriting master?

    »
    Which screenwriting software is considered industry standard?
    A Scrivener
    B Microsoft Word
    C Google Docs
    D Final Draft