You Can't Get Away with Murder Page #6

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The jewelry that was

stolen from the pawnshop.

You knew that was

the one sure way to pin

the murder on him.

Johnnie!

I didn't do it.

I don't know nothing

about that jewelry!

Why wasn't all this

brought out at the trial?

Because burke knew that

he himself was innocent.

He was confident

of acquittal,

And he was trying

to shield the brother

of the woman he loves.

That's why he refused

to name john stone.

Only this morning

I got the truth out of him,

And that truth points

to one thing only:

Fred burke does not

belong in that chair.

You belong there,

john stone!

You committed that murder!

You're a crazy liar!

He's got nothing on me--

Him or anybody else!

Judge:
have you

got any evidence

to back this up?

Well, Carey,

I'm willing to go

along with you.

That's why

I came up here.

But when you

ask me to consent

to a stay,

Well...after all,

you're asking

the court

To accept

a possibility

As a substitute

for a stated fact

That has been

passed on by a jury

And the court

of appeals.

I'm sorry.

You finished

with burke?

Thanks anyway,

Mr. Carey.

Come on, Johnnie.

Please,

wait a minute.

You lied to Mr. Carey.

Madge, I--

Johnnie.

Johnnie,

we've stood together

since we were kids.

I've loved you

enough to do

anything for you.

I thought you

felt the same way

about me.

I do, Madge.

Honest, I do--

Then tell the truth!

I don't believe

you killed that man.

You couldn't any more

than Fred could.

But Johnnie,

don't you see, you are

committing murder now!

So what do

you want me to do?

I know.

You're in love with Fred.

That's all that matters.

You don't care

what happens to me.

Get him out of it,

that's what you want.

Put me in his place

like Carey said!

That's what you're

all aiming to do--

Pin the killing on me!

Well, you can't do it, see?

You can't send me to the chair!

[Striking match]

What's the matter,

Frankie? Looking

for somebody?

Go on, beat it.

Heard the kid

got a summons.

Ain't jealous,

are you, Frankie?

You're getting on

my nerves, fella.

Oh, no, no, no.

I'm not getting

on your nerves.

I think Johnnie stone's

getting on your nerves.

Any time anybody says

"Johnnie stone,"

You get goose flesh,

like a cold shower

hit you.

There's only one way

for guys like you and me

To get rid of their

troubles:
that's to

get out from under.

Listen, there's a dozen

guys in this joint

Who'd jump at the chance

I'm giving you.

Yeah?

You talk a good line.

Shee-Yeah. And I show

a good line, too.

Have a butt.

A gun?

Yeah.

Where'd you get it?

I talk a good line.

And there's

two more where

that one came from.

Look, Anank.

The kid's got

something planned,

something big.

Why don't you

hitch up with me?

Get the kid

to join up.

He'll fall apart--

Kids always do.

Then we get him

over the fence.

Lots of things

can happen outside

That couldn't

happen inside.

He might take a dive

in the river and

forget to come up.

Maybe you got

something there, scappa.

And remember,

Johnnie'd make

4 guys on this beat.

4 guys,

and only 3 guns.

I'll be waiting

for you.

What's the matter,

Johnnie?

Why didn't you tell me

you hid that stuff

in Freds room?

Never mind that.

What happened in there?

They had the D.A.

And Carey--They gave me

the third degree.

Yeah, what'd you

tell them?

Not a thing!

Good boy.

That's playing it right.

"Playing it right."

I'm yellow, Frank!

Yellow clear

and through!

I should've talked.

I started to, but

they brought Fred in.

They cuffed him

to a chair.

I froze up, thinking of

me sitting in his place.

I couldn't go

through with it!

You still got time,

you lophead.

Why don't you go

and tell 'em?

Tell the warden

the whole story.

Tell him who took the gun!

Well, why don't you go?

I can't. I can't.

I keep thinking

of the chair.

Imagine that--

Counting the minutes,

Waiting for him to die

for something I did!

You gotta help me!

I'll break...

crack wide open.

[Sobbing]

you gotta help me!

Ok, kid.

I'll help you.

Just leave it to me.

How'd you like

to lose all this?

Lose it?

Sure, the whole thing:

Burke, Madge, the chair.

The whole setup,

So as you'll never

see it again.

How does that

sound to you?

You mean...

make a run?

It's a walk, kid,

with my setup.

How?

Do you think we could?

Think?

I know.

Just leave it

to me, kid.

Fred!

[Electricity hums]

Fred, what was that?

Nothing.

What time is it?

7:
00.

How's it look

outside tonight?

It's getting

kind of cold.

4 hours.

A lot can happen

in 4 hours, Fred.

Listen, Madge.

You can't let this

hit you too hard.

You've got to go on,

get something out of life.

I've gotten something,

darling.

Say, Johnnie!

I got just one more

shine left.

I don't want

no shine.

Say, boy, don't

let it get you.

We seen plenty

of changes

'Fore that old clock

strikes 11:
00,

Ain't we, pop?

Finish it up, Sam.

[Blowing] yes, sir!

There you are, pop!

There's one you can

see your face in!

What I want is one

I can see your face in.

[Laughter]

Hello, Sam!

Say, are you in luck!

I heard you were on

special duty tonight

in condemned cell.

Condemned cell?

Yeah, with the

mop-And-Bucket brigade.

You know, they gotta have

everything nice and clean

for tonight!

Doggone! Why do

they always give me

that job to do?

That's one place

I'd rather be

anywhere's else than!

Ha ha ha! Can

you beat that?

Say, I'd swing

a mop and bucket

Just to see that

show tonight.

If you got any business here,

hurry it up and get out.

Say, what's eating you?

You know,

it's on account of you

that I lost $11.90.

I oughta make you

give me a contribution.

You knew all the time

burke was gonna die.

Pop:
Johnnie!

Johnnie!

John!

You can't get

away with it.

You've got your

contribution, toad.

Now haul yourself

out of here

Before I take a poke

at you myself.

You're gonna

hear about this.

I'm going

to the P.K.!

Just one blab out of you

And you'll find yourself

in solitary so fast

It'll make

your head spin.

And I've got enough

on you to keep you there

The rest of your life.

Ok, pop.

Ok.

Johnnie,

if you keep on,

I can see you

being shipped up

to Dannemora...

probably in

a straitjacket.

I know the symptoms,

I've seen it happen.

Nothing's gonna happen to me.

You gotta get a grip

on yourself,

And there's only two

ways to handle it.

One way:

Burkes dead,

Right now as good

as dead and buried,

And you gotta keep

on living yourself.

That's one way.

And the other way...

you gotta stop

playing solitaire.

I don't know whether

Burkes guilty

or innocent,

But I thought

you had something,

Something important,

and you wanted to

follow it through.

Well,

maybe you didn't

have anything,

Or maybe...

you couldn't

handle it alone.

Which is it?

You got 4 hours yet.

Not very long.

Yet it may be

a lifetime.

What are you gonna

do about it,

Johnnie?

Quit pestering me!

Everybody's pestering me,

hammering questions!

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