This Gun for Hire Page #5

Synopsis: Hit man Philip Raven, who's kind to children and cats, kills a blackmailer and is paid off by traitor Willard Gates in "hot" money. Meanwhile, pert entertainer Ellen Graham, girlfriend of police Lieut. Crane (who's after Raven) is enlisted by a Senate committee to help investigate Gates. Raven, seeking Gates for revenge, meets Ellen on the train; their relationship gradually evolves from that of killer and potential victim to an uneasy alliance against a common enemy.
Director(s): Frank Tuttle
Production: Paramount Pictures
  1 win.
 
IMDB:
7.5
Rotten Tomatoes:
93%
PASSED
Year:
1942
81 min
327 Views


Well, you can save your oil.

I don't go soft for anybody.

I could put somebody else in charge.

I'd appreciate it if you didn't.

What about your girl?

That's just the point.

This guy's a killer, all right.

I've checked Brewster's information.

That's why I want to wait

'til morning and gas him out.

They'll move in

in the morning.

Every flatfoot in town.

You know,

I've been figuring something.

That chemical formula.

Yeah?

I bet I know what it is.

What?

Gas. Poison gas.

They're selling it to our enemy.

So? So tomorrow they'll

ship it back in bombs.

Japanese breakfast food

for America.

Did you hear what I said?

It's important.

This war is everybody's business.

Yours too.

Mr. Gates is still eating his

peppermints. That's my business.

Why don't you stop thinking about

yourself for a minute? Who else is gonna?

Hey, look out

for that clothesline!

Some doings tonight.

A cop wherever you spit.

Yeah. How'd you like to be worth

5,000 smackers dead or alive?

Wouldn't care

for it dead.

Did you hear that?

That meowing?

Come on.

They don't pay off on cats.

Let it up.

They've gone.

Let it up.

It's dead. I killed it.

I killed my luck.

You got the break, Tuffy.

I'd like to crawl down

there with you and sleep.

Why don't you sleep

for a while?

It's no good.

I'd only dream.

Every night I dream.

I read somewhere

about a kind of doctor,

a psycho-something.

If you tell your dream,

you don't have to dream it anymore.

That's right.

You...

You wouldn't laugh

if I told ya, would ya?

It's a woman.

I dream about a woman.

She used to beat me.

To whip the bad blood

out of me, she said.

My old man was hanged.

My mother died right after that, and I

went to live with that woman... my aunt.

She beat me from the time

I was three 'til I was 14.

One day she...

caught me reaching

for a piece of chocolate.

She was saving it for a cake.

A crummy piece of chocolate.

She hit me...

with a red-hot flatiron.

Smashed my wrist with it.

I grabbed a knife.

I let her have it...

in the throat!

They stuck a label on me... killer.

They shoved me in a reform

school, and they beat me there too!

But I'm glad I killed her.

What's the use?

There's nothing I can do.

There is something you can do.

Don't kill anymore.

You're just killing her all over

again. That's all you're doing.

You don't really want

to get Gates.

What do you want me to do,

send him some candy?

I want you to make him

spill the whole works.

Who's behind him,

names, everything.

I want a signed confession.

That's more important

than killing him.

It's important to your country.

Come on,

take your hands off of me.

Button up, will ya?

I'll take care of Gates my way.

No, please!

Get away from me.

Go on, get away.

Gonna wait for it to lift?

We'll have to.

It's thicker than gravy down there.

No chance for a getaway. An eel couldn't

get through. We've got every foot covered.

They're waitin' for my whistle

the minute it clears.

No soap, huh?

Too many of' em.

But I got a proposition for ya.

You still want that stuff

from Gates? Of course I do.

Help me outta here

and I'll get it for you.

Or was that hot air last night,

that flag-waving?

Come on,

make up your mind.

Okay, I'll shoot it out with 'em. I

hope your copper gets the first slug.

No, wait a minute!

Promise me

you won't use that anymore.

All right.

It's a deal.

You go first,

across the yard.

Don't run or

they'll know it's a woman.

Here, take this.

Wait 'til they spot you,

then get under something.

Stall as long as you can, then

come out with your hands up.

Now?

Let them go first.

Wait for the whistle.

We'll give it

another minute.

You're gonna marry

that copper?

Right guy for ya?

Mm-hmm.

Okay.

All right, go ahead.

Look!

Spread out, but watch me.

Send Glennon up the

embankment. Right away, sir.

He's underneath there.

All right, boys,

let's use the gas on him.

Chuck.

So old man Brewster was right.

She is Raven's girl, huh?

All right, Crane,

I'll take over.

Drop it!

The other one.

You boys stick here.

Come on!

Hey, get outta there!

Ellen, you've got to tell me.

Where'd he go?

Mike? He got Glennon. Yeah?

Dead?

Yeah.

He promised me he wouldn't.

Where'd he go?

Now use your head!

That guy's a killer!

How did you meet him?

What were you doing with him?

I can't tell you.

This isn't a cop asking.

It's me.

He saved my life.

Where?

At Gates' house?

What was he doing there?

So that's who he's after.

He's headed for Nitro!

Well, so are we.

What's the matter? Did I scare

ya? This is no time to be funny!

I'm sorry, boss.

Take it easy.

Did you see the rehearsal? It's

started. Yes, it gives me the shivers.

Any news from the police? Yes.

They're waiting for the fog to lift.

What's the matter with them? It's

lifted! Then everything's okay.

I hope so. But you stay out

there in front of my door.

No visitors.

Leave it to me.

Will ya take it easy?

You only got one life.

Ladies and gentlemen, we will

first visit the processing plant.

This way, please.

What? When?

Raven's escaped!

He's coming here!

Phone the company police, and tell

Tommy not to budge from that door.

Tommy?

Tommy!

Mr. Gates,

Tommy isn't there.

Isn't there?

Well, f-find him!

Tommy, where

have you been?

Mr. Gates wants you

in his office. Hurry!

Tommy, you're getting very lax.

Don't you realize that maniac could've walked

right in here? The old man wants to see me.

While I'm up there, get me a

bottle of Scotch. I need it.

This hot money too?

What?

Miss...

No, you don't.

I'm not to blame.

You wouldn't... kill

an innocent man, would you?

It's all his fault.

I was acting as his agent.

Quiet. We'll both see

the old man.

Get up.

Come on.

Yes. Yes. Tell Mr. Brewster

he'll be right up.

Mr. Gates.

Hello, Tommy.

Have you heard about Raven? He

escaped from the railroad yards.

And Mr. Brewster

is having a fit about it!

Well... what delayed ya?

What's the matter with ya?

Put that thing away.

That's him, huh?

What do you want?

My name's Raven.

Don't answer it.

What is that?

This button, it rings

the alarm and opens the doors.

For 15 years! Dressing you,

nursing you, cleaning you,

listening to your dirty deals.

Go ahead, wipe him out!

We got business to do.

Come on, give him that pad.

Can you get to that office

from the roof? No, sir.

Wait a minute. There's a

painter's scaffold up there.

- Come on!

- Who are you selling that gas to?

You look like a young man who

knows a good thing. Why don't you...

- Do what he says! He'll kill you!

- Stop whining!

I'll tell you. That new gas formula,

he sold it to the highest bidder.

You've just committed suicide, Gates.

To the Japanese! You know this

stuff. You write it, and he'll sign.

I will not sign it!

And don't you think I will,

young man! You'll sign.

Let her go.

There.

If you want any more, there's

the medal for services rendered...

from his boyfriends abroad!

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Albert Maltz

Albert Maltz was an American playwright, fiction writer and screenwriter. He was one of the Hollywood Ten who were jailed in 1950 for their 1947 refusal to testify before the US Congress about their involvement with the Communist Party USA. more…

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