Union Station Page #3
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- 1950
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- What about him?
- He's one of them.
Fay, cover the guy opposite
Ross, cover the guy opposite the first
phone booth and notify everybody else.
Nothing we can do now.
No way to trace that kind of call.
They're down there telling him
how much and when and where.
And he'll pay it, like they ask,
because she's his child.
They'll give their word
she'll be back okay.
The dirty rats...
Inspector, it's Calhoun.
Ya ya! We know about the call,
saw it through the window.
Oh, save him, Calhoun.
No no no. Don't say a word to him or a
put a hand on him till starts back here.
Okay.
Your kid's life depends
on your cooperation.
The price is 100,000.
And get this, use the same suitcase
as I put in the locker.
Be at the information booth in the main
concourse at noon tomorrow
with the money.
Everything straight now?
I understand.
Murchison's leaving.
You better get upstairs too, they may
have somebody else watching.
I've got a message for you.
- Sorry, you made a mistake, friend.
- It's from Gus. Gus Hadder.
Not me. I don't know him.
- Where's Lorna Murchison?
- Lorna who? Who are you talkin' about?
I may have to beat your brains out!
I'll let you decide that.
What you do with her?
You and that big gorilla kill her?
I don't know what you're talkin'...
about!
We're wasting time, Lieutenant. Let's
take him where it's nice and quiet.
Take him down to the train shed.
I'll be down there in a few minutes.
Let go! Take your hands...
No no no. Take your time.
There's no big rush.
I may as well tell you, there's no way
for us to trace that telephone call.
He said if I wanted to hear about Lorna
I'd better just listen, and not rag it out.
- So, I... listened.
- How much they want?
$100,000.
What arrangements did you make?
Down there at the information
booth, in this concourse.
I'm to be there at noon tomorrow
with the money. -A package?
He wants it in the overnight bag,
the one you people found in the locker.
He's going to send for it but the
messenger won't know anything.
He'll be watched, and if anyone talks
to him or tries to follow he said...
He said I'll never see Lorna again.
Just go ahead with the arrangements.
Maybe there'll be no need for you to
keep that appointment tomorrow.
Go home now, there's a lot
for you to do.
- You can get the money okay?
- Yes!
I want this to go through the
way he ordered, Inspector.
Now, I know what you're all thinking,
but maybe Lorna is alive, he said
she is. Please don't get in the way.
Never fear, we won't.
- Did you get anything?
- Not yet. He's on ice downstairs.
Did you give him that license number?
to do anything... - 49 R280!
- That's the one you gave me, isn't it?
- Yes...
I want an alarm on that.
No radio till I type it.
Have every captain give it to his men.
When I'm through with that customer
below there'll be lots more.
Leave me alone. I don't know
what you're talkin' about!
We'll let you alone when
we're through with ya!
Did you decide yet?
All right! All right, boys. Maybe
it won't be necessary.
What's your name, son?
Vincent Marley. I don't know
anything about any Lorna!
How much time did you serve inside, Vin?
- I got no record! Honest...
- Cut it out! Cut it out!
Two years in...
Putnam Prison, but I don't know nothing
about this thing you're talking about!
What's it for, being the two years?
Robbery. -Now that's better. You answer
the questions, you won't get hurt.
Now Vince, what did you do
with Lorna Murchison?
- You're wrong about th... - I told you!
They killed her! - That true, Vince?
We're wasting our time, Inspector! Give
us permission, we'll take care of him.
I swear on my mother's grave, Inspector!
Vince...
You know your friend Gus is dead?
You want the same?
You think you're gonna cut in on
any part of that 100 grand?
- Only from the cemetery.
- Come on! Come on! Where's the girl?
Where'd your friend go in
the sedan tonight?
We got Gus Hadder, we got you,
and we'll get the big guy too.
- Where's the girl?
- I told you, they killed her!
Well, I don't like this, boy,
but I can't help ya.
What time's the next train come through?
The Flier is due any minute.
She's usually on time.
Make it look accidental.
All right. Bring him over here,
boys, and hold him.
I'll bet this guy makes more
noise than Gus Hadder.
I don't know, he's a good, tough boy.
This is gonna be nice and quick,
he'll hardly know what hit him.
It's on time all right.
Now!
2115 Mulberry Street!
Second floor, back of the joint!
Joe Beacon and... and his girl!
- Joe Beacon got a record?
- Sure!
Stein, get some pictures on him!
Now, what made you pick this station
for the payoff? -I didn't.
Joe, he used to work here. He used to work
around the yards. He picked the station!
All right, come on!
You dope! Why didn't you use your head?
Now I've gotta tidy up again.
- He's coming up stairs!
- Shut up!
You let him know you can identify anything
about him and that'll be all for you.
You got a chance to live
because you're blind.
Don't you understand that?
collect from your old man.
Your daddy will pay the money,
won't he honey?
He'll pay....right on schedule.
I hope he doesn't! Get rid
of me now, I don't care!
Put the muzzle back on her.
You're gonna kill me anyway!
Do it now, I don't care!
Get out.
Kill me! Get rid of me!
Don't know anybody who'd pay 100 grand
to have that around the house.
- No.
Vince oughta be here by now, it's nine.
$100,000!
- Any coffee?
- It's perking.
You know what honey? It'll stack
up two stories in one dollar bills.
I just figured it out.
Vince started to turn chicken tonight.
Didn't want to go into the station.
What will we do with all that cabbage?
Where will we go?
Three minutes slow.
I bet the chicken came
outing him after all.
It looks like you're the only
one I can depend on, baby.
You always could.
You're gonna send that kid home, aren't
you Joe? I mean after we collect.
She'll go home...
If they ever fish her out of the river.
Let's have the coffee, huh?
- Joe, you can't do that she's...
- Let's have the coffee!
Joe.
Joe. It's me, Vince.
Check that room!
Still warm.
Well?
They got scared waiting
for me to show up.
See? I wasn't lying!
The girl's alive!
- You have to call off that alarm.
- We'll be throwing away our one hope.
We can't gamble anymore. Beacom's
not the kind to go down alone.
One he knows we're onto him...
the girl won't have a prayer.
Let him pick up the money.
We'll try for him later.
Gottschalk, cut off the
alarm in the sedan.
Have headquarters notify all squad
cars and men on the beat.
Take him away.
Come!
Come on! Come on!
Hey! hey! Hey! What about my door?
You got no right to destroy
private property!
You'll be paid, Madam.
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