The Prowler Page #7

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
172 Views


He's an old man.

He can't even see so good.

He might have known

who we are right off.

Perhaps he knows our

names right this minute.

Stop imagining things.

Take my word.

Don't worry about it.

Webb?

Hmm?

You were so frightened before.

Now you're not.

Why?

What is this, the third degree?

Is it because of the gun?

You said you'd never touch one again.

Ever.

What are you driving at?

If he recognizes us,

you'll use it, won't you?

You're crazy.

Maybe you'll use it

anyway, just to make sure.

Is that why you're so certain?

Is it?

You're really crazy.

You plan to kill him, don't you?

Take it easy, baby.

You're all upset.

No one would have known.

No one.

Not even I would have known.

It would have been perfect.

Perfect.

Just like the other time.

Worse.

There was a reason last time.

You loved me.

You did, didn't you?

Well, of course I loved you.

I always will.

What are you raving about?

You haven't denied it.

Denied what?

Killing my husband.

Well, that's no secret.

Of course I killed him.

That's public record.

I mean not accidentally.

I mean...

Cut it out, Susan.

You're all mixed up.

You're bound to be.

The doc said you were

supposed to keep quiet now.

Hey, Doc.

We'll talk about this

tomorrow in the daylight.

You've got to think

about yourself, you know.

I mean, you've got to

think about the kid.

Doc, my wife is kind of excited.

Maybe you'd better see what you can do.

Boy?

A little girl.

Your wife is fine.

It was a normal birth.

Looks just like her mother.

You know, they say this about the

happiest time of a person's life.

Do they?

Yeah, that's what they say.

What can I get you?

Warm milk?

A little coffee?

Maybe I could whip the Doc and

me up a celebration breakfast.

How about that, huh?

Hey, Doc!

Webb.

What did you tell him?

To get away if he could.

He took the key.

Did you tell him our name?

I didn't have to.

Your badge.

You lied to him.

He remembered seeing your

face in the newspaper.

Why didn't he go last night?

He waited till he could

take the baby with him.

In 10 minutes he'll be on his

way Back here with the cops.

Wait a minute.

There was another key.

There was a spare.

I'm sure there was.

You had it, didn't you?

Where is it?

Okay.

He's too far ahead.

I couldn't catch up with him now.

But unless I hit that highway

before they start back,

I'm... where is it, Susan?

Where is that key?

You've got to tell me.

You murdered my husband.

You would have killed the doctor.

So what?

So I'm no good.

I'm no worse than anybody else.

You work in a store, you knock

down on the cash register.

A big boss, the income tax.

War hero, you sell votes.

A lawyer, take bribes.

I was a cop.

I used a gun.

But whatever I did, I did for you.

That first night, remember,

I came back by myself.

Why do you think I did that?

And last night, I brought the doctor.

Walked right into town and

stuck my head in the noose.

Why do you think I did that?

Because I loved you, Susie.

Say anything you want to, but you've

got to give me credit for that.

Like I gave you credit before.

How am I any different

from those other guys?

Some do it for a million, some

for ten hundred and for 62,000.

You knew about the money.

You knew the exact amount.

Sure, I knew.

I read his will one night while his

dumb voice was drooling over the radio.

Do you take me for a sucker?

Get out.

Get out.

You haven't got a chance.

Darn fool. All right, all

right. I can do it, too.

Charles, it's Webb!

Webb, you old prairie dog!

Back up. Back up. I've

got to get through, Bud.

We've been looking for you. We drove...

Please, it's Susan, she's sick.

I've got to get help. Back up!

Do like I say and get out! Back up!

Webb, this is little old Bud

you're talking to, remember?

Do like he says, Charles!

Whatever you say.

All right, all right. I'm

going as fast as I can.

Don't get excited, Webb.

Only take a minute or two.

Just going to get my

jack out of here and...

Hey, ma, come here. Somebody's coming.

Webb! Webb! Where you going, Webb?

Garwood, stop!

Hey, Garwood! Come on back!

You'll never get away with it.

Do as they say, Webb!

Webb, listen to me!

You'll never make it, Webb!

Webb! Webb!

Come on back, Garwood!

You haven't got a chance!

Halt! Halt! Halt!

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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…

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