Too Late for Tears Page #3

Synopsis: One night on a lonely highway, a speeding car tosses a satchel of money, meant for somebody else, into Jane and Alan Palmer's back seat. Alan wants to turn it over to the police, but Jane, with luxury within her reach, persuades him to hang onto it "for a while." Soon, the Palmers are traced by one Danny Fuller, a sleazy character who claims the money is his. To hang onto it, Jane will need all the qualities of an ultimate femme fatale...and does she ever have them!
Director(s): Byron Haskin
Production: United Artists
 
IMDB:
7.4
NOT RATED
Year:
1949
99 min
534 Views


I get deathly sick inside.

You know, I think

you're levelling with me.

Maybe I'll string along.

I'll think it over.

I've thought it over.

- What's your name, honey?

- Jane.

One thing. When you get that dough,

I've got to be in on it. Right at the time.

Otherwise, I might make

a nuisance of myself.

I... I may need your help.

How can I get a hold of you,

say... say about five o'clock?

Call that number.

For your sake, beautiful,

I hope you're not trying to soft-soap me.

I wouldn't take kindly to it.

What's the matter with you?

That's just to remind you, honey,

you're in a tough racket now.

Hello? Sadie, that you?

I'll take that, Mac.

Hello?

Danny. It's all worked out.

We'll get it tonight.

But I've got to know something first.

How do I know you'll be fair with me?

Listen, this is very important.

How do I know?

You don't. But I'll tell you something.

You've got ten times the chance

to get a straight deal from me

as I've got from you.

Now, what's the layout?

Well, be at Westlake Park

at nine o'clock tonight.

There's a big palm tree at the west end

of the lake. A palm tree. Be there.

I'll come alongshore in one of those

boats and signal you with a flashlight.

Be watching. I don't want to

have to do it more than once.

Yes, yes. I'll have the money.

Then why all the complications? Why

can't you just meet me somewhere?

I don't think I like your setup.

It sounds like a snipe hunt.

It's not a trap or whatever

you're thinking, Danny.

I... I had to choose a place

where you'd have to play fair with me.

Danny? Are you still there?

Yeah. All right, I'll be there.

West end of the lake

under the palm tree. Nine o'clock.

Alan, let's get one of the big ones

like we used to.

Them's for four people, lady.

Here, lady wants one of the big ones.

Like I said. Here comes one now.

What's the matter, sweetie?

You seem all tied up tonight.

There's nothing the matter.

I... I feel fine.

Remember what we used to call

these rides? Cruises into nowhere.

Seems a long time ago, doesn't it?

It was.

Long time ago.

We haven't changed a bit, Jane. Not a bit.

Alan, I... I want to go back to shore.

Why, Jane? We just got started.

Please, darling. I'd like to go back.

Something's wrong. What is it?

Maybe you're right.

Maybe something is wrong.

I feel... chilly.

Let's go back.

Alan, let's put the claim check

in an envelope and put it in the mailbox.

I don't want to keep it any more.

So, that's it. The money again.

Look, sweetheart, let's forget it. I have.

Now that we're here, let's...

let's relax and have a...

Oh, doggone it! I must have left my

cigarettes at Rimoli's. Do you have a...

No.

What have you got in the bag?

It weighs a ton.

There are no cigarettes in there, Alan.

- Did you hear something then?

- Uh-uh.

Stop hearing things and kiss me.

You're ten minutes late. What's the id...

What happened?

It's Alan, my husband.

He's dead. Don't move, Danny.

So, that's what I heard?

A shot, not a backfire.

Yes, and I need your help.

Some other time.

I don't want the money that bad.

Can you take me back to shore,

or do I swim?

If you move, I'll shoot you

and tell them you killed my husband.

If I go along with you,

I get the gas chamber.

I wonder how good a shot you are.

There'll be no gas chamber

for either one of us, Danny.

They saw me get on this boat

with my husband.

They're going to see me get off with him.

You'll be wearing his hat and coat.

You've got nothing to worry about.

Until his body comes floating up.

We're going to see that it doesn't.

You're quite a gal, Mrs. Palmer.

That's for being so sweet.

- Thanks. Come again.

- We intend to.

This is the stuff from his pockets.

Take it. I don't like frisking stiffs.

- What are you going to do with it?

- Never mind. Let's go, quick.

- Sure. Let's go get the dough.

- Listen, we're not in the clear yet.

They've got to see you. They've got

to think Alan brought me home.

I'll meet you at quarter to 12

at 6th and Beachway.

Then we'll go get the money.

Where?

Coldwater Canyon. It's hidden there.

Yeah, this afternoon you said

you'd have it in the boat with you.

You're in no position to pull

another cross-up, honey.

- You know that, don't you?

- Yes, I know it. Danny, please hurry.

Pete, uh... Mr. Palmer would like

to have the car washed tonight.

- Could you do it?

- Sure thing, Mr. Palmer.

Oh, Alan! Get me some cigarettes

while you're there, will you?

- Did I get you up?

- No, I was reading.

I... I guess I must have dozed.

Alan's gone down to the corner

to get a bottle.

Why don't you come in

and have a nightcap with us?

I'd love to. I was beginning to think

you were miffed with me or something.

I can't see why.

You mean to say Mr. Palmer

didn't come in there at all?

Oh, thank you.

I don't understand it.

Pete says he hasn't seen him since

he drove out of here a half-hour ago,

and the people at the drugstore

say he hasn't been there at all.

Well, don't worry about it.

Maybe he went over to the drive-in

for some hamburgers.

Yes, I suppose so.

I don't understand it. What could have

happened to him? It's over an hour.

If nothing's happened,

why doesn't he call?

I don't know, Jane.

Let me fix you a drink.

Will you connect me

with police headquarters, please?

Yes, it's an emergency.

Hello? I'd like to check

on automobile accidents.

It's my husband. He's missing and...

Lady, the Missing Persons detail

closes at 5pm.

You mean you can't do

anything for me tonight?

How long has he been missing?

Lady, we can't do anything tonight.

If he doesn't show up by tomorrow,

you come down here

and make a report in person

and we'll go to work on it.

Yes, ma'am. OK.

Jane, here's your...

Jane, you have a whole shelf

of whiskey out there.

You told me Alan had gone to get a bottle.

That's right. That proves it. He never

intended to go to the drugstore at all.

There... there's something

I haven't told you, Kathy.

I've known it for a long time.

Alan doesn't love me anymore.

He's beginning to get tired of me.

That's ridiculous and you know it.

It's true, Kathy.

We've been quarrelling a lot lately

about little unimportant things.

I... I bought some clothes the other day

and it made him terribly angry.

Please, Jane. Alan will be home soon.

I think I'll go to bed now.

Good night.

Good night, Kathy.

All right, tiger, let's have that gun you

were waving around down at the lake

and I'll take it butt first.

Danny, the gun was Alan's.

It'd be a bit silly of me not to put it

back where it belonged, wouldn't it?

And you don't have a gun either.

If you did, you wouldn't be hiding it

in your pocket like that, would you?

You know, tiger,

I didn't know they made 'em as

beautiful as you are, and as smart...

...or as hard.

Here.

You can have the gun.

Take it easy, will you?

You're not on Sunset now.

I can't take a chance on being

found missing. You know that.

Don't tell me you buried the dough.

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Roy Huggins

Roy Huggins (July 18, 1914 – April 3, 2002) was an American novelist and an influential writer/creator and producer of character-driven television series, including Maverick, The Fugitive, and The Rockford Files. A noted writer and producer using his own name, much of his later television scriptwriting was done using the pseudonyms Thomas Fitzroy, John Thomas James, and John Francis O'Mara. more…

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