This Gun for Hire Page #4
- PASSED
- Year:
- 1942
- 81 min
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or I'm no judge of character.
Yeah. Thanks.
Never even scratched her.
We're a cinch.
In a couple of hours the bridge
over the reservoir will be deserted.
Look... Don't tell me! I don't
want to know anything about it.
This is a work of art.
The ropes come off. I tie sash
weights to her ankles with soft catgut.
Please, that's a horrible word.
Now get the angle on this.
She disappears, two weeks,
maybe three. Then up she pops.
None of this stuff on her
anymore. No marks. A suicide.
Now, isn't that beautiful?
That's loathsome!
Be sure no one sees you. Don't
worry. I'll take the other car.
And when they find her...
Don't tell me!
Okay. Between me
and the reservoir.
I'll wait down at the Neptune
'til you come.
You're all upset
over nothing, boss.
Eat a good dinner.
It'll calm you down.
Such a lovely body.
It's revolting!
That's a relief.
Come to the club as soon as possible.
Yeah, yeah.
Uh, no, sir. Miss Graham's
been gone about two hours.
I thought she was having
dinner here. Not that I know of.
Mr. Gates go with her? No, sir.
He just left a few minutes ago.
I'd like to use your phone.
Certainly, sir. Excuse me.
It's right over there.
Thanks.
Here you are, sir.
This is Police Lieutenant Crane.
Give me the Hotel Wilshire
right away, please.
Miss Ellen Graham.
Oh, she did?
What's the forwarding address?
Huh. Thank you.
Do you know where Mr.
Gates went? No, sir.
But he generally has dinner
at the Neptune Club.
Miss Graham is not
in any trouble, is she?
Personal matter.
I see.
Good night, sir.
Good night.
All right, get 'em up.
In the back way.
Say, what is this?
Against that wall.
Now, where is she? Oh,
the girl? Oh, she-she left.
Why'd you dump this, then?
Well, she was here,
see, but...
Take it easy.
What's Gates got against you?
He saw us on the train.
He thinks I'm your girl.
How'd he catch up with you?
I work in his nightclub.
You got one of those dressing
rooms, haven't you? Mm-hmm.
Come on.
What for?
He's eating there tonight
and I want to talk to him alone.
Look, I'm not gonna hurt you.
You treated me okay.
But you do what I tell you.
Come on.
All right, but
you'll have to help me.
So you're a copper's girl.
Who told you that? He was here lookin'
for you, and he better stay away from me.
Have you tried her hotel?
They said she checked out.
Then I'm afraid I can't help you.
For you, sir.
Oh. Thank you.
Hello?
No. Yes!
He's got your car.
The girl's with him.
Get out of there fast, boss.
Watch that cop.
He's her boyfriend.
Uh, right.
Excuse me, uh... that was
business. I've got to leave.
I'll walk along with you.
We've got some more talking to do.
Good evening, sir.
Go straight to
your dressing room.
Michael!
Ellen, where have you been?
Watch it, copper. It's
Raven. Do what he says.
You stay where you are.
There's a dragnet out for you, Raven.
It won't do you any good
to hurt her, so use your head.
You better stay put.
Stop Gates!
Tell him to stay in town.
Where'd that couple go? What
couple? I didn't see anyone, sir.
Come here!
Get on that radio and tell them to
round up every police car they can spare.
Cover this whole district.
Hey, Mike, I told Gates what
you said, but... Wait a minute.
Hey!
These are Ellen's!
Tell them to look for cards with
these initials on 'em. Right.
I've got to rest a minute.
It's the gas works. We'll
hide out inside until morning.
You stay up on top until I get
there. And don't try to run.
Who do you think I am?
Whirlaway?
Hey! Here's one.
Meet us at the other end
of this alley.
Hey, look at this.
If we go after him in the dark,
somebody's gonna get hurt. Ellen maybe.
But if we keep him cooped up until
morning, then we can spot him easy.
Let's flood these walls
with searchlights. Yes, sir.
Steve, you and I will go after him
alone. Maybe I can talk him into the open.
Not him! I said "maybe.
" Give us a boost over.
Come on, boys,
let's go.
I've been thinking
about what you said.
We both took a beating
from the same guy, didn't we?
Yeah.
I think I know where
he'll be in the morning.
Where?
You've got to tell me
something first.
I want to know
what you've got against him.
I did a job for him.
He paid me off in hot money so he
could put me where I couldn't talk.
What was the job?
Your turn now.
You haven't told me.
Your turn now.
He's at Nitro Chemical.
Thanks.
Get up on the catwalk.
Be careful of Ellen, but if he
starts to blast, let him have it.
Raven!
I want to talk to you.
You're bottled up.
You can't get out.
We're moving in
when it's daylight.
We don't want to shoot
unless you make us,
so come on out
and talk it over.
Raven!
Do you hear me, Raven?
That cop of yours.
We've got to move again.
Hey, have you seen anything? I've looked
everywhere and I haven't seen a thing, sir.
Wait.
Get in there.
You're sure there's no place
he can get out?
That must come out
someplace. Go on.
Where's this go? To the
railroad yards over there.
You stay here.
I'm gonna beat him to it!
Go ahead.
When you get on the new bridge, turn
your searchlights into the yards.
When we spot that drainpipe, we've
got him. All right, step on it.
There's some sort of
light ahead. Keep goin'.
What's down there?
Looks like a railroad yards.
Look out.
Get on those searchlights.
Over to the right. Turn the
other one. Right away, sir.
All right, turn around
and drop down.
Some fun!
Keep every foot of the
yard covered. Yes, sir.
Swing the beam to the
left. Lower. Yes, sir.
Okay, we'll keep 'em here
'til morning.
Still bottled up.
Why don't you hop a rattler
and get out of this?
I've got that job to do.
Come on, we'll find an empty.
Take it easy.
I've got a twisted ankle.
Hogan, take 15 men and stop
every train going in or out.
You certainly pack an arsenal.
Something I took from Gates'
chauffeur. What happened?
Drain pipe wire.
You'll get dirt in it. Have you got
a handkerchief? Forget it, will ya?
That's it, boys.
Cover the whole yard.
That's enough.
You're a funny guy.
You like my doing that,
but you won't admit it.
That's sucker talk.
You killed Baker.
Gates told me.
Who's the man behind him? That's
what I'm trying to find out.
Maybe I can help.
You must have some idea
who it is.
Baker was blackmailing
the guy behind Gates.
He was going to send a letter
about him to Washington.
I gave it to sweet-tooth.
What was in it?
Piece of paper with some
kind of arithmetic on it.
A prescription he called it.
Like a chemical formula?
How do I know?
Was the letter going
to Senator Burnett? Huh?
Yeah, that was his name.
Hey, this is good luck.
Cats bring you luck.
And it's hungry.
Ain't got nothin' for you, Tuffy.
You like cats, don't you?
Yeah. They're on their own.
They don't need anybody.
Well, this one could do
with a friend.
So could you.
You're tryin' to make me go soft.
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