All language subtitles for 23 - Incident In A Small Jail

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INCIDENT IN A SMALL JAIL

- Fill it up please. High gas*.
- Yes, sir.

You got anything
to drink around here?

No. Drive to the drug store
across the street.

Hey.

Oh, * officer.

Didn't you see that red right?

No, I didn't. I guess I must
have been daydreaming.

- Sorry.
- Wait a minute. Where are you going?

Get back up on that curve*.

Go on.

What's your name?

My name is Leon Gorwald.

I am a salesman.

Travelling for Collins Company.
*

Mister, I'm gonna
slap a ticket on you.

What for?

Crossing against that red light.

You violated the traffic code.

Uh, wait a minute.
Let's be reasonable.

Let me have your identification,
Mr. Gorwald.

We're going to make
a man from out of town

pay a little more attention
to the laws around here.

Now, listen, officer.

What do you say
we forget the whole thing, huh?

Are you...

you offering me that money?

Fine couldn't be
much more than that.

Let's just say I'm skipping
the middle men. Okay?

All right, get in.

What?

You heard me.
I'm taking you in.

Taking me in?
You mean to jail?

That's right.

The charges are violation
of the traffic code

and attempted bribery.

But... but you can't do that to me.

I've got to be
in center city by morning.

I've got customers to see.

I'm behind schedule already.

Get in.

But what about my car?

I got it over at the garage.

Your car *sent around
the prison parking lot.

You can pick it up
when you're released.

Look. I...

I was just trying to save us
whole some trouble. That's all.

I mean, you can't blame
a guy for that.

Oh, come on.
Can't you listen to reason?

Manny.

Now when do I get to
see a magistrate?

- Hey, Sheriff.
- I mean, I know my right.

I'm entitled to hearing
before a magistrate.

Manny. Sandy.
Is anybody here?

I think they all going out
for lunch or something.

We'll just have to
do the honors myself.

Date.

What did you say your name was?

Gorwald.
Leon Gorwald.

G. O. R. W. A. L. D.

Leon... address?

1070 North Drive, Philadelphia.

All right, Mr. Gorwald.

You follow me, please.

No, I want to see a judge.

I'm entitled to see a judge.

You will see one
as soon as I can find him.

It's Sunday, mister. Things are
pretty quiet around here on a Sunday.

In you go.

Now I'll go over to judge West's house
and tell him he's got a customer.

You just sit tight.

But you can't leave me here alone.

Don't worry, Mister.
You'll keep...

I'll find some company for you.

Manny.

Can't understand where they all went.

Well...

where have you been?

Carly, am I glad to see you?

I saw your car out in front.
And I said thank goodness.

Sheriff, what are you talking about?

And what's the idea of
leaving the jail unattended?

Now, Carly, don't fuss with me.

We had the worst crime that ever
happened in a long *.

You mean you haven't
heard about it?

No. What crime?

Now we got the fella that did it.

That is, Sandy and me,

I'd like you to help us
hold him and lock him up,

For the love of Pete,
what's he doing in there?

Prisoner.

Sheriff, who is he
you want to lock up

and what's he supposed
to have done?

Worst thing I ever saw, Carly.

Lord knows I've seen
a lot in France.

In the war, but nothing
was as bad as this.

There's a Fremont girl,
you know her?

No.

Her folks run a chicken farm
about 6 miles out of town.

Her kid brother found her
out in the woods

about a quarter-mile
behind the house.

She was kind of pretty.

She ain't pretty any more, Carly.

That fella used a knife on her.

You say you've got the killer?

Yeah, out in Sandy's car.

He gave us a hard time at first
but he's quiet now.

You want help us fetch him in?

Yeah, all right.

And I'd better make a report
in the headquarters

they may want me out there.

Is the body still
where you found it?

I'll left it to a deputy.

What about that one?
What did he do?

Jaywalking...

and attempted bribery.

I want to see a judge.

Let me pay the fine
and get out of here.

Yeah.

Carly. Under the circumstances,
why don't we just let him go.

What's the matter, Manny?

Two prisoners are too much
for you to handle?

Now, you know that is insane.

Look, a prisoner is a prisoner.

I'll go to judge West
and get him a hearing.

And we'll see.

You always were a stick
a little like your old man.

That's right.

All right.
I'll tell you what.

You and Sandy bring in that prisoner

and I'll try and get
judge West on the phone, all right?

Hello, *

Will you get me
judge West's home, please?

Hello? Is the judge in?
This is the sheriff.

When do you expect him?

Well, when he comes in, will you
tell him please to call the county jail?

No. It doesn't matter when.
Just tell him to call the jail.

Bribery, huh?

When can I talk to the judge?

Ah, shut up.

Move.

Move. Right in here.

I don't think he'll give us
any more trouble, Sheriff.

I think I have knock
some of the fighter out of it.

What's your name, mister?

He doesn't talk much.

You won't get anywhere that way.

Sheriff, please
you got to let me out of here.

You can't keep me locked up.

What about the judge, Sheriff?

You reached him?

He and his wife went to Blend*
to visit her folks.

He ought to be back in town by 10:00.

Could* we call him there?*

Well, it's after six.
Take him three hours to get to town.

- We already have him his *suffer.
- Yeah.

I'm sorry, mister.
We're doing the best we can.

Never mind him.
He'll keep.

How did you catch up to this one?

Well, he must've been trying to hitchhike
his way through the town.

We never saw him before.

He tried to pick up a ride run
100 yards from where we found the body.

So we stopped him.

He ran like crazy.

Sandy caught up with him,
he put up a good fight.

So Sandy had to piss over with him
a little bit.

*I know they're mechanics
and * all cover *

Sandy, how about show me
the way out to the Fremont place?

- Sure, if it's all right with sheriff.
- All right with me.

I may file a report
to headquarters from there.

You sure you can handle
things on him?

No worry about that.

I'll make out fine.

But, but what about me?
What about me?

I'll get back as soon as I can.

You take care.

But... what about me?

Sheriff.

Sheriff, please
I want to talk to you.

What do you want, mister?

Look, it's been hours.

Hasn't even been an hour.

You just be patient.

But I'm entitled to a hearing.

You know that, don't you?

You are entitled to one phone call.
That's for sure.

Anyone you want to call?

Who am I going to call?

I don't know anybody
in this rotten town. I...

Look, all I did was to cross the street
against the light.

You can't lock up a man
for jaywalking.

Well, Carly thought it was a good idea.

Maybe you got more sense than him.

Maybe if I paid you the fine.

Well, take it. Take it.

Go on, Sheriff.
Take it.

Shut up.

You too.

What are you doing here?

I thought you went with Carly
to the Fremont place.

No, I didn't go.

He thought I ought to stay here
when we saw that bunch over Petrie's.

What bunch?

Something's going on, Sheriff.

Look.

When we come outside,
we see this big bunch

hanging around outside
Petrie's place.

Talking there, if you know
how they get*.

And the old man Petrie is
as happy as a jay* bird,

selling drinks like it was
New Year's Eve.

Carly thought there might be
some kind of trouble

so he told me
to hang around and see.

What kind of trouble?

What are you being so
mysterious for?

Sheriff, you know the men in this town
and you know how mean they can get.

Don't think they don't know about
that Fremont girl getting killed.

And you can't keep a thing like that
a secret the way we used at night pub.

That's what they're talking about,
understand?

Well, what's so unusual about that?

What do you expect them to talk about?

Manny. Now you've been sheriff
in this town a long time

and you have never seen
any real trouble.

That's right

Those guys in Petire's bar
are putting away a lot of drinks.

And they are talking crazy.

They know we've arrested
the girl's killer

and that's what they're
talking about, understand?

Sandy. Will you... will you
please talk plain?

Is it plain enough for you?
They are talking about lynching.

Lynching?

You're crazy.

I was there at the bar
listening to them.

Now they are ready to bust loose.

You don't know how fast
these kind of things can happen.

I saw it one time in Perryville
when I was a kid.

I don't see a thing.

Maybe if I called Petrie.

Just take my word for it.

They'll be coming. Now we've got
to do something and do it now.

Well... what can I do?

I just don't believe this.

Will you believe it when you see him
at the end of a rope?

Rope? Who said rope?

- Who said rope?
- You quiet down.

This is nothing to do with you.

Sheriff, please.
I want to see the judge.

Sheriff's Office,
Deputy Bill Sanderson.

What's that?

It's Petrie.

Yeah, Joe.

Yeah, thanks a lot.

Well, if we're going to do something,
Sheriff, we'd better do it now.

Petrie said a bunch of them
just started over this way.

And the way they've been drinking
working themself up,

it's a sure thing
they mean business.

Let me out.
You let me out of here.

Oh, Sheriff. Sheriff.
Please, I can't stay here.

You've got to let me go.

Sandy, you'd better get that shotgun
we've keeping back.

Look, Sheriff,
if you think about holding off...

I don't think we have any choice.

Now get the gun and stop wasting time.

Sheriff, you should get me out of this.

They're gonna lynch me.

We'll take care of it.

- That's all I *
- Open the door. GIve me a gun.

How many of them
did your say they were?

It's about 20 and it is
getting bigger by the minute.

You got to get me out of here.

Sheriff, I will be killed if you don't
get that judge.

He's right, Sheriff,
we should let him out.

- What?
- I don't mean to set him free.

I mean just transfer him
to *somewhere else.

That may be alright,

maybe we should get him out of here
before a force* shoot our friend.

But what about me?
You can't leave me in here.

I'll go out and see if
I can slow them down, sir.

You take the prisoners, grab* them
to the parking lot in the back

and get the car and
head out to the Fremont place.

You are talking sense*

You can be handcuffed into the seat,
so they won't give you any trouble.

- Sheriff, will you listen to me.
- You shut up.

Are you going to pick up Carly out there?
He'll know what to do next.

Think you can handle them, Sandy?

Yeah, but not for long.
So you better hurry.

- Yes, come on, Sheriff.
- Quiet. Quiet down.

All right, you're going
to get your wish, bud.

Back off.

Now, take it easy
and no funny stuff.

All right, come on out.

Easy.

Hold up your paws.

Sheriff, please.

- All right, take them off.
- What?

Take off your clothes, buddy,
take them off.

- What are you talking about?
- I said take those clothes off.

I want *.

Come on now.
You can go faster than that.

All right, these are for you.

- No, no, no. I don't want...
- Put them on.

- No.
- Put them on.

Hurry up.

All right, step out of there.
Come on.

Come on.

No.
Don't let me go in there, please.

- Please.
- Come in.

Don't leave me here.
Please, they'll think I am you,

- they're gonna kill me,
- So long, buddy.

Thanks a lot for your help.

No, don't leave me here, please.

Don't leave me.

Sheriff.

Sheriff, please.

Wake up, Sheriff.

Sheriff, you got to wake up!

Sheriff.

No.

No.

I'm not the man!

I'm not the man. I...

I'm not the one...

You've got... you've got to wait.

No, no.
No, I'm not the one I...

- Hand me the keys.
- I'm not the one.

Listen to me. Listen.
I'm not... I'm not the one.

I just...

crossed against the red light.
That's all.

I'm not the one.

I just crossed against the red light.
That's all.

I'm not the one.

I just crossed against the red light.
That's all.

And they put me here.

All right, take him out of *.

I'll try to talk him.*

Oh... my head.

Here.

What happened?

You got quite a bump,

but then so did the sheriff.

Could been worse, though.
Could been worse for both of you.

They tried to kill me.

Yeah, I know what happened,

but that's all over now.

And thanks Sandy here
for saving you.

When he saw he couldn't
stop them, he...

came * Edmonds *
out at the crossroads.

Go back up there
as fast as we could.

We sure* getting a bad time,
had to fire a few shots over the crowd.

* police guy * I guess
they * them up.

Lucky for all of us.

The mechanic?

We lost him, I'm afraid.

we ain't got any one to pursue*,
but we'll catch up to him.

I, um...

I guess we've given you enough
of a bad time, Mr. Gorwald.

The town's going to put you up
in a motel for the night.

And tomorrow they'll buy you
a new set of clothes.

As for the jaywalking charge,

you can just forget about that.
Fair enough?

Sure enough.

But from now on
you watch where you're going.

Don't worry.
I intend to be very careful.

Good.

I'll get you something to wear
for the time being

and then we'll get you
squared away.

- Hi.
- Hi.

Do you want lift?

Yes, thank you.

Well, hop in.

By the way, I wouldn't worry about
that female hitchhiker if I were you.

That was John Charles Wentworth,

the gentleman who later
authored a book

"I was a girl for the FBI."

There was another announcement
I was to make, but I can't remember.

Give me one minute and perhaps I can.

I now remember the announcement
I wanted to make.

We should return next week
at the same time. Until then...

good night.