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Hey, daddy,
where does Sam
Bowden hang out?

In there, sir.

Court is about
over, I think.

SAM: Oh, no,
Your Honor.

This would make
the third adjournment
of this case

always due to the illness
of some defense witness.

Now, granted that
this witness is ill,

the defense still has
11 important witnesses
able to testify

while the plaintiff
has but one.

I submit that
11 against one
should be enough.

No matter how
sickly and decrepit
those 11 happen to be.

(JURORS CHUCKLE)

Opposing counsel
will please come
closer to the bench

so that we can
discuss this
more privately.

Now, Sam,
you know this courtroom
gets like an oven.

You want a hostile
jury on your hands?

Let's put it over till fall
and everybody'll be happy.

Everybody except
my client.

He has money due,
and he's badly
in need of it.

More important,
my chief witness
is quite an old man.

He might not be
alive next fall.

JUDGE: Motion for
adjournment is denied.

Since it is now
after 4:00,

this trial will resume
Monday morning.

Thank you.

Hello, counselor.
Remember me?

Baltimore.

Eight years,
four months
and 13 days ago.

Becoming any
clearer now,
counselor?

Cady. Max Cady.

Good. I wouldn't
wanna think you'd
forgotten me.

What do you want?

You didn't remember me
right off, did you?

Well, I guess I've
changed a little.

Where I've been,
if you don't change,
they're real disappointed.

You haven't changed a bit.
And you know something?

That's just the way
I wanted it.

I wanted you to be
just the way you were
the last time I saw you.

All right,
you've seen me.
What's the rest?

No rest. Just wanted
to give you the word.

Just wanted you
to get the picture,
that's all.

Give me the keys.

Why not?

Now let me
get this straight.

You're not still
blaming me for
what you did?

(LAUGHING)

You still don't
get the picture,
do you, counselor?

Well, I can see this
is gonna take a little
time. A lot of time.

Hey, look at that,
would ya?

Look at that wiggle.

Maybe she thinks
we don't know
that's on purpose,

but we've seen
a thing or two,
haven't we, counselor?

You ought to be
an expert on such
things, counselor.

I hear you got ya
a good-lookin' wife

and a daughter
who's gonna be
just like her.

Give my love to
the family, counselor.
Be seein' you.

(DOG BARKING)

Well, anyway,
you're 10 minutes late.

It's a mistake
to teach women
how to tell time.

They always use
it against you.

Please don't
be long, Dad.

I asked Betty
to bowl with us.

Betty? Isn't that
that "utterly
rancid little thing"

that you detest
with every fiber
of your being?

That was last week.
This week they're
inseparable.

(EXCLAIMING)

Think I'll just sit
here and keep score.

Cheat.

Beer.

Okay.

Here you go.

You're kind of
fast on your feet,
ain't you?

Oh, you have to
be around here.

That, that ring
mean anything?

Yeah, it means plenty.

Does that
mean anything?

(LAUGHS)

NANCY: Dad,
you're slipping.

Usually, you would
have said the pin moved.

It did.

Nice shot.

Don't mind me,
counselor.

I'm just getting
a gander at the rest
of your family.

Yeah, you're
a lucky man.

Did you see
my strike, Daddy?

Did you?
Oh.

Police Department.

Chief Dutton, please.

Chief Dutton?
He's probably left,
but I'll try.

(RINGING)

Chief Dutton.

Mark, Sam Bowden.

Well, hello, Sam.

Mind if I drop over for
a minute this evening?

Not at all, Sam.
You know the house.

Yes, I know it.
Thanks, Mark.

Right.

What's on your
mind, Sam?

There's an
ex-convict in town,
name of Max Cady.

Thanks.

I think he's
starting a war
of nerves with me.

I hope it's only that.

Has he threatened you?

No, nothing that
would hold in court.

You have to know him
to feel the threat.

He stopped me this
afternoon after court

and he showed up
again this evening
at the bowling center.

He followed me.

Well, why?

I was up in Baltimore
about eight years ago,
on a case.

One night, I was
walking back to
my hotel quite late.

I heard a kind of
a commotion in the rear
of a dark parking lot.

It sounded like
someone whimpering.

I ran over.

A girl was
being attacked.

I grappled with the man,
she suddenly got
her breath back

and started screaming
at the top of her voice.

When he saw the police,
he went completely berserk.

Put the girl
in the hospital
for over a month.

And that was Max Cady.

Later on, I had
to go back up

and appear against
him as a witness.

You feel sure
that he blames
you personally?

That was perfectly
clear at the trial.

I thought it was strange
when he showed up
here this afternoon,

but I wasn't really
worried until I saw him
at the bowling center.

It was the way he
looked at my family.

All ex-cons are
required to register
on arrival in a new town.

Sergeant, this is Dutton.

There's an ex-con
named Max Cady.

Hold on. How do you
spell that, Sam?

C-A-D-Y.

C-A-D-Y.
Has he registered here
in the last few days?

Chances are
he hasn't done it.

We can run him
out of town on that.

Thanks, Sergeant.
Hold on. He's smart.
Registered yesterday.

What address
did he give?

I see. Switch me to
Lieutenant Gervasi.

The address is over
at the dock area.

It sounds like
he's short of dough.

We can get him
on vagrancy.

Pete? Pete,
I want a pickup
on Max Cady.

Registration has
the description.

Fine. You call
me back, you hear?

Thanks, Mark.

My family's home alone.
I better be going.

You have a dog,
don't you, Sam?

She couldn't bite
through a donut,
but she's a good barker.

That's good enough.
I'll call you when
they pick him up.

I hope I haven't
put you to all this
trouble for nothing.

Well, Sam,
I hope it is
for nothing.

Good night.

(JAZZ MUSIC PLAYING)

(INDISTINCT CHATTERING)

You're Max Cady?

Well, I could be.
What's your problem?

We wanna talk
to you outside.

You start reachin'
for those,

you better call for
the riot squad, man.

I don't mind
a little talk,

I just don't like
being pawed,
you know.

I'll come back for
the change later.

I'm gonna give you
just one hour to get
rid of your friends.

Are you trying
to pick me up?

Yes.

Yeah.

Now you know I'm not drunk.
But I'm a cooperative guy.

Here. See that card?
John W. Moss, M. D.

If you wanna give me
an intoxication test,

bring that
gentleman down here.

I didn't spend
eight years in the can
studying law for nothin'.

I've got a legal right
to be examined by
my own physician,

or didn't you
boys know that?

Well, never mind.
You'll be sober enough
when you leave here anyway.

Thank you.

Come on in.

Well, well, well.

We seem to be
seeing quite a bit
of each other today.

Let's strip down to
your shorts, Cady.

Right.

I suppose you thought
I was going to object

to a strip search,
didn't you, Chief?

No, siree, not me.

Like I said,
I'm a cooperative guy.

Hey, you better
check that shirt.

I got a couple
of jolts of horse
stashed under the collar.

Let's make
with the pants.

Comin' up.
Comin' up, Chief.

What are you
doin' in our town?

Well, they told me it
was a pleasant climate,

plenty of boatin'
on the river,

a lot of fine,
stand-up citizens

like our friend here,
the counselor.

I figured it may be
just the place for me.

How much money
have you got?

Well, here's my wallet.
Why don't you check
for yourself, Chief?

$7.

Well, now,
that's just not
enough, Cady.

I'm charging you
with vagrancy

unless you're
100 miles away
from here by morning.

Would you look
just a little harder,
please, Chief, sir?

Little black
bank book in there.
Read what that says.

This one?
That's it.

Well, $5,400.
Where'd you get it?

You notice
it's in a bank
right here

and deposited
this very day.

You saw that,
didn't you,
Chief, sir?

I asked you where
you got it, boy!

Well, now, that
could be my business,
couldn't it?

Would you advise me
to answer a question
like that, counselor?

You'd be wise
to answer it.

That's the kind
of advice I like

because, like I said,
I'm a cooperative guy.

Now, you check with
the escrow officer

in the First National Bank
in Baltimore, Maryland,

and he'd be happy to
tell you exactly where
that money come from.

Anything?

OFFICER: Nothing, Chief.

Come on, Sam.

"Come on, Sam"?

(CHUCKLES)

Y'all kind of friendly,
ain't you?

Nice, tight little
corporation.

"Mark, old buddy,
I don't like that
man's face.

"Throw him
out of town."

"Why, certainly, Sam.
Anything to oblige you."

Well, I'm gonna tell
you something, mister.

You're gonna be old
and gray before I ever
leave this town.

I'll give you
a warning.

Stay off my property.

Day or night.

(LAUGHING)

(DOG BARKING)

(RINGS)

Hello.

Sorry I couldn't
phone you sooner,
but I was out on a case.

Anyway, I got hold
of the escrow officer
out at his home early.

Cady sold the old
family farm
for $5,900, net.

He's in the clear, Sam.

When are you
going to release him?

I've already done it.

A couple of hours ago.

Hold on, Mark.
What's going on
with Marilyn?

I don't know.
I can't see her
in the bushes.

Where's your mother?

In the kitchen,
I think.

You still there, Sam?

Yes, Mark.

Just remember that
there are legal ways
to convince Mr. Cady

that this can be a pretty
poor place to live in.

We'll do all we can.

I don't have to tell you
to keep your eyes open.

You can bank on that.

Thanks, Mark.

(MARILYN WHIMPERING)

Marilyn stopped barking.
Maybe she caught a rabbit.

You know that
Marilyn never caught
a rabbit in her life.

If she did,
do you suppose
she'd eat it?

She doesn't know
that rabbits are to eat.

Sam! Sam! Sam!

Sam, come quick!

It's Marilyn!
She's having a fit!

Get the car started.

(WHIMPERING)

Dad, what's the
matter with her?

Dad, what's the matter?
What's the matter, Marilyn?

Oh, Dad,
what's the matter?

Open the door.
I'll get in the back.

You get in the front.

Maybe we better
not take her.

She can't stay here.

Ten-to-one it was
strychnine, Sam.

You couldn't have
saved her if you'd
been twice as quick.

To me, it's the same
as murdering a human.

It's a shame
Nancy had to see it.

She was meant
to see it.

Well, thanks, Doctor.

Don't let Daddy
see you like this.

But this is when
I always feed her.

I'd like to speak
to both of you.

I'm not telling you
this to frighten you,

but I want you
to be careful

and I think you're old
enough to be told why.

Eight years ago,
I was a witness
against a man,

and he was
sent to prison.

And the thing is
he's out now

and blames me
for his conviction.

He's the one that
poisoned Marilyn.

Maybe. But there's
no proof of that.

But you know he did.

Thinking isn't knowing.
Just be careful.

This is a big man.

He has dark hair.
He smokes cigars

and usually wears
a Panama hat.

I'll get you a police
photograph of him.

Until we have this
thing under control,

I want you never
to leave this house

or the school grounds,
except in your mother's car.

There's nothing to
worry about as long
as you're careful.

The police are going
to keep a very close
watch on the house

and the chances are
that he's just trying
to scare us anyway.

PEGGY: A man like that
doesn't deserve civil rights.

SAM: 'Cause you know,
you can't put a man in jail
for what he might do.

And thank heaven for that.

PEGGY: Do you think
we should go away
for a while?

Take Nancy
out of school?

SAM: I did think of that.

But Cady can afford
to go anyplace we can go.

PEGGY: What are we going
to do about that man?

SAM: I don't know yet.
I know one thing.

We mustn't let
him frighten us.

That'll be just
playing his game.

Sam?

(GASPS)

(EXHALES)

(DOOR CLOSES)

What are you
doing down here?

I was hungry,
and I heard Dad.

Where is he?

He's talking
to a policeman.

Probably just
drove along the alley
and tossed the meat out.

Hmm.

Well, thanks
for coming by.

You bet. Good night.
Good night.

Sam. Don't you ever
do that to me again.

SAM: What were your
physical findings,
Dr. Pearsall?

PEARSALL: Physical findings
were a one-inch shortening
of the left leg.

SAM: And the X-ray?

PEARSALL: The X-ray
revealed that though
the fracture healed,

there was marked indication
of degenerative joint disease.

And by
"degenerative joint disease"
you mean arthritis?

Yes.

And what was
your diagnosis?

Diagnosis was
hip fracture

with destruction of
the joint surfaces,

which caused the pain
and restriction of motion.

You then performed
surgery upon
the plaintiff?

Yes.

I have a model here,

which should
make the operation

easy for the jury
to understand.

What is it?

Chief Dutton wants to
see you in his office.

Right now?
Right now.

Your Honor,
may I be excused
for a few minutes?

Mr. Garner
will continue
the questioning.

Permission granted.

Keep him on as
long as you can.
The jury likes him.

DUTTON: Oh, yes.
Yes, it is clear to me.

That's fine
if you wanna
handle it that way.

All right,
then you tell the county
it's their case, that's all.

Sam, I'm sorry
to pull you
out like this,

but this could
be serious,
for both of us.

Your friend
Cady turned up
with Dave Grafton.

Oh, that's it.

Well, he got himself
the right man.

Not for us.

You know what
he's like. He's one
of these ardent types.

You slap a cigarette
out of some hoodlum's mouth,

five minutes later, he's
down in the mayor's office
yelling police brutality,

rallying the bleeding
heart squad.

Hello, Dave.

Good morning, Sam.

Say, I hope you
haven't come down here

to dispute me on
any technicalities.

No, I'm here
as a citizen,
not as a lawyer.

Don't worry
about technicalities.

Thank you,
very kindly.

First, let me say
that my client

does not wanna
make any trouble.

He merely wants
to put an end
to this persecution.

What persecution
is this?

Well, I believe your
records will show
the following.

Detention in jail
last Friday night.

Oh, I agree that
you were technically
within your rights.

I merely mention this
as the beginning
of a pattern.

What pattern?

Oh, I intend
to establish
this pattern.

On Saturday, Mr. Cady's
room was searched,
his car was searched.

Did he protest
the search?

During this time,
my client was
made to feel

he was suspected
of poisoning a dog.

A truly despicable act,
causing serious damage
to his reputation!

Now hold on
right there.

I can guarantee you
that none of my officers

mentioned this
to anyone but Cady.

Perhaps.

But people do
become curious

when a citizen's room
is searched by the police.

Now, on Monday,
my client was picked up
and interrogated

by the police
on suspicion of
armed robbery.

On Tuesday,
my client was
forced to stand

in a lineup
on suspicion of
purse-snatching.

This constant attention
by the police

caused his landlady
to ask him to vacate
the premises.

He was forced to
find other, more
expensive lodgings.

All right,
what are you getting at?
What's the point?

Don't the police have
a right to interrogate
a suspect anymore?

Sam,

you know, if anybody
had told me a week ago

that you were capable
of a remark like that...

Let me continue
with the pattern.

On Wednesday,
he was picked up
twice.

First on suspicion
of burglary,

second on suspicion
of grand theft auto.

His new landlord
become aware of this,
in some manner,

and, again,
Mr. Cady was
forced to move.

His present
lodgings are squalid
and uncomfortable.

Well, today is Thursday.
You must be about finished.

For the moment, yes.

Then what is this
pattern you're
talking about?

Well, I'm sure that
Mr. Bowden here

is still enough of
a lawyer to see it.

My client is
an ex-convict.

He's been constantly
harassed by the police,

subjected to
extreme mental cruelty
and public degradation.

He's even been
denied an adequate
place to live.

To be very blunt, gentlemen,
my client has been
thoroughly rousted!

And isn't it
also a fact

that with manpower as
short as you say it is,

that officers are
assigned day and night
to guarding the premises

of one private individual
who happens to be a personal
friend of yours?

This without any
evidence of danger!

You're referring
to my house.

Yes, I am!

Then I ask, who furnished
you with that information?

Well, I think
you will find that
this is a matter

of common knowledge
in the department.

Grafton, I want you
to listen to this.

I don't owe Sam Bowden
any special favors
nor do I give any.

In each 24 hours,
there's been
less than two hours

devoted to guarding his
house and I'm prepared
to substantiate that!

Now are you finished?

That depends,
gentlemen.

It depends wholly
on the treatment

that my client
receives from now on.

Come, Mr. Cady.

Gentlemen.

I'll see you around,
counselor.

Well, now you can see
why I wanted you
to hear this, Sam.

I can't do
anything more
without an overt act.

Like a neat
little murder?

You show me a law
that prevents crime.

All we can do is
act after the fact.

You remember
the Hoffman murder?

Before she was killed,
Mrs. Hoffman came up
here week after week

telling us that her
husband was gonna do it,
and I believed it.

But I couldn't
arrest a man for something
that might be in his mind.

That's dictatorship.

Now, Sam,
you're a citizen.

Would you want
it any other way?

What am I
supposed to do?

Pull up the drawbridge?
Sit home with a loaded gun?

Have the groceries
dropped in by airlift?

That's kind of
an artificial way to live,
wouldn't you say?

Sam, I'm going to make
a humiliating suggestion.

And it's humiliating
for me.

You hire yourself
a private detective.

Now, that's all you can do.
You get Charlie Sievers.

Now, if anybody
can dig up something
we can act on, he can.

A private detective?

That's right.

Mark, I'm not gonna
go into the "I am
a taxpayer" routine,

but is that the best
you can do?

You're telling me to
go hire protection?

That's a hell of
a note, isn't it?

Either we have
too many laws
or not enough.

Why are we
going this way?

Better scenery.

What would you
know about scenery
or beauty

or any of the things
that really make
life worth living?

You're just an animal.

Coarse, lustful, barbaric.

Keep right on talkin',
honey. I like it when you
run me down like that.

Max Cady,
what I like about you is

you're rock bottom.

I wouldn't expect
you to understand this,

but it's a great
comfort for a girl
to know

she could not
possibly sink
any lower.

Yeah. Come on,
tell me some more about
that time when you were

Queen of the Veiled
Prophet's Ball.

OPERATOR: Yes?
Operator,
Police Department.

Police Department.
Give me Sergeant Elkins.

This is Sergeant Elkins.

Hello, Mike.
This is Charlie Sievers.

I'm at the corner of
Sherman and DeSoto.

Now, if you want
something on Max Cady,

he's up in a room
with a girl who just blew
into town a few days ago.

Diane Taylor.
He's in the room
with her now.

2041 Sherman.

She's over 18,
but you can still
get him for lewd vagrancy.

That's the room.
Second floor.

Open up! Open up!

There's a back door
open here and an
outside stairway.

Something kind of
weird's happened
to her.

I can't get her
to spill a thing.

Maybe you can.

Miss Taylor?

You're probably hurt
worse than you realize.

Would you like me
to get a doctor?

Mmm-hmm.

My name is Charlie Sievers.
I'm a private detective,
and I can help you.

No need to take
a beating like this
lying down.

A man like that
has no right to
walk around free.

You've got the law
on your side.
Why not use it?

Now, no one
blames you for being
afraid of Max Cady.

This one's different,
and you know it.

He beat you up tonight.
He'll probably do it
again tomorrow night.

He might even kill you.

Let me take you down
to the homicide bureau.

I'll show you
photographs of girls

who got mixed up
with men like Cady,

and, Miss Taylor,
it'll make you sick.

But you'll realize
how lucky you are
to be alive.

Now, why not
protect yourself?

Hello?

Could you send
a taxicab promptly

to the corner of
Sherman and DeSoto?

I want to go to
the bus station.

Right. Quick, please.

Well, leave town
if you have to

and, as I said,
no one will blame you.

But before you go,
would you help us
put this man away?

All you have to
do is come down

to police headquarters
and sign a complaint.

Won't you do that?

If not for your sake,
for somebody else's?

Protect myself?

Nobody can protect
themselves against
a man like that.

I'm scared.

You can't help me.

But I can!

Now, you file an
assault charge,

and Cady'll get
six months in jail.

Six months.
And after that?

When he walked
out of this room,

he said...

He said to consider
this only a sample.

From my limited
knowledge of human nature,

Max Cady isn't a man
who makes idle threats.

Anyway, you said you
weren't a policeman.

What do you want?

I have a client.
Mr. Bowden.
Mr. Sam Bowden.

Cady has
threatened his wife
and his daughter.

Never mind
the reasons.

Mr. Bowden is worried,
and I can't blame him.

You know Cady.

You believe
that I could ever,

ever, in my whole life,

step up and repeat
to another living soul

what that man...

What he did?

What about my family?

I'm someone's
daughter, too.

What about
the newspapers
in my hometown?

Do you think I could bear
to have them read about...

I'm afraid I got you
down here for nothin'.

She won't talk,
and she's leavin'
town on the next bus.

This is Mr. Bowden.

Once more,
before it's too late,
would you reconsider?

I'm sorry.
Really, I'm sorry.

So what do we do next?

Well, drop tailing him.
You're wasting your money.

He expected
to be covered.

And any time he
wants to shake loose,
he'll figure a way.

Then what do
you suggest?

Change his mind.

Get in touch with
a guy named Jepson.

Alex Jepson.

He's got some
rough friends along
the waterfront.

And for the
right price...

Are you kidding?

I can't consider that.

Okay, so you're a lawyer,

and you believe
in due process.

But it's your family,
not mine.

A type like that
is an animal,

so you've got
to fight him
like an animal.

That's my advice.

When can we
have one like that?

It's on our
fiscal program
for the year 1980.

What's "fiscal"?

That's what
we haven't got.

I've been looking for
an excuse to quit this.

I've finally found it.
I forgot to buy new
paper plates and cups.

Mother, you did
that on purpose.

You can't convict me
on mere suspicion.

If one rat can
leave this ship,
why not two?

Here, you take
over for a minute.

Now, where
are you going?

I have to get some
more thinner from Tony.

Well,
if we're a family of rats,
I might as well leave, too.

No. You represent
a giant stride
in evolution.

And don't drip any
of that on the deck.

Hey, Nancy, ahoy!

Ahoy!
Ahoy! Coming
to the picnic?

Yes, if we
ever get started.

Okay. We'll go
waterskiing, okay?

Okay.

What are you
doing here?

Why, I'm just drinkin'
this beer, counselor.

Do it someplace else.

So the man sells me a beer,
and I figure maybe I
might rent me a boat.

Now, just how many laws
you got against that,
counselor?

Look, Cady,

maybe you can
get away with
dog poisoning,

beating up on
a little drifter
like Diane Taylor.

Don't push your
luck with me.

Say, she's
gettin' to be...

Gettin' to be almost
as juicy as your
wife, ain't she?

(CADY LAUGHS)

You rotten...

(GRUNTING)

You're not gonna push me
into anything, counselor.

Now, you just
had your innings.

I'll make my
stroke later.

I guess you saw that,
didn't you?

Never laid
a hand on him.

Just standing
here minding
my own business,

a man walks right up
and starts beatin' the...

How about that?

That's him, isn't it?

(JAZZ MUSIC PLAYING ON RADIO)

(PANTING)

(DOOR CREAKING)

(DOOR CLOSES)

No! No! No! No!

(FOOTSTEPS APPROACHING)

(WHIMPERING)

(SCREAMS)

(TIRES SCREECH)

(SCREAMS)

She just ran out
in front of me!

What happened?
Nancy, darling,
are you all right?

She ran right into me!

Mom! I saw him!

I saw that man!
Darling, please.

He chased me!
Oh, darling!

He chased me into
the school, and I
couldn't get away!

It's all right,
darling.
It's all right.

I tried to get away!

He's here!
He's here, Mama!

Please, darling.
Please.
He's here!

How is she?

She's only bruised.

The doctor gave
her a sedative.

I'm sorry, Sam.
I thought the store
would only take a second.

Sam! Are you
out of your mind?

But, Sam, he didn't
do anything to her!

He didn't hurt her!

Fine. I'll wait
until he does.

Will you
please listen!

It'll be murder.
You know that.

Do you want to
ruin all of us?

Isn't that exactly
what he wants?

In the name of heaven,
pay him off,

buy him off,
give him some money
and he'll go away,

but don't do this to us.

If you get into that car,
I'll call the police.

You won't get
halfway into town
before they pick you up.

(CAR ENGINE STARTS)

Get me the police.

Please, hurry.

Could I speak
to Chief Dutton?

Mrs. Bowden.

Bowden.
Mrs. Sam Bowden.

Yes, it's urgent.
It's very urgent.

Will you please hurry?

Hello, Mark. I'm sorry.
It's a false alarm.

Everything's all right.

No, no.

I'll talk to you later.
Right. Goodbye.

(PIANO MUSIC PLAYING)

(SIGHS)

You're sweatin' a little,
huh, counselor?

Well, I know how it is.

I sweat, too.

For eight solid years,
I sweat.

You gonna
buy me a drink?

Waiter?

That'll be double, waiter.

12-year-old.

My rich cousin here
says nothing's too
good for ol' Max.

How much do
you want, Cady?

How's that again?

You heard me.
I said, "How much
do you want?"

(CHUCKLES) Counselor,
you gotta forgive me.

I'm a little slow till
after my first drink.

I assume we're
talkin' about dough.
Is that right?

That's right.

Well, that certainly
is heart warmin'.

A poor ex-convict
comes to a new town
lookin' for a fresh start

and one of the leading
citizens steps right up
and offers him financial help.

That's enough to
renew your faith
in human nature.

(CHUCKLING)

It sure is.

Hey, buster.

You got some
salted peanuts,
salted in the shell?

Not in the shell.

Okay, forget it.

I see I'm gonna have
to educate this town.

Come on.
Let's have the answer.

That takes
a little figurin',
counselor.

What do you reckon
eight lost years is worth?

You reckon
a court could fix
a value on that?

Stick to the point.
How much?

That's too simple.

I like to put
values on things.

Like the value
of eight years,

the value of a family.

Interesting calculations,
wouldn't you say, counselor?

You're right to
pass that stuff up.

A man told me it
was bad for you.

Hey, buster,
my friend would like
to buy me another drink.

$10,000 now and
another $10,000 over
the next two years,

providing you keep
out of the state.

Suppose I come back
after the money runs out?

I'll give you a simple
answer to that one.
I'll kill you off.

Well, let me see,
20 grand,

that's less than $3,000
per for my eight years.

Counselor, I don't
believe you've heard
of the Minimum Wage Act.

Now, just for fun,

let's go back to
talkin' about values,
the value of a family.

You probably didn't
even know I had
a family, did you?

One wife and one kid.
That's what I had
when you sent me up.

She dumped me.
Never even visited.

I signed
the divorce papers.

What did you expect?

Oh, no,
it wasn't that.

It was the prison rap
that she couldn't take.

She couldn't
stand the disgrace.

And that was your
doing, counselor,
not my doing!

She married a plumber.
They wound up with
a litter of kids.

My own kid doesn't
even know me.

So when I got out,
I went to visit her.

The plumber was off
plumbin' someplace

and the kids
were all in school.

She picked up a poker,
tried to hit me
over the head with it.

I took it away
from her and
calmed her down.

She crawled in the car.

I took her to
a little spot about
50 miles down the road.

Why tell me all this?

Because I want to
tell you all this.

That night,
I made her
call up the plumber

and tell him she was
takin' a little vacation
from him and the kids.

Then I made her sit down
and write me a love note

askin' me to invite her
on a second honeymoon.

She dated it
and signed it.

I made her write
a lot of dirty words.

Then I occupied her
time for three days.

You beginning to get
the picture, counselor?

I'm getting it.

Mmm.

Good.

Then I told her
that if she ever
blew the whistle on me,

I was gonna mail
a photostat of that
note to the plumber.

I pumped another
quart of whiskey
into her,

threw away her dress,
threw away her shoes

and gave her a fair chance
to work her way home.

Charming story.
What is it supposed
to prove?

(SIGHS)

Counselor,
for a bright fellow

you sure are slow
gettin' the picture
sometimes.

You see, I burned
for eight years.

And now I've got
what you might call
"peace of mind"

about my dear,
darlin' wife.

So, no deal.

You're gettin' warm,
counselor.

You know,
when I was
in the bucket,

all I could think
about was bustin' out
and killin' somebody.

I wanted to kill him
with my bare hands, slow.

Every single
night for seven years,
I killed that man.

And on the eighth year,
I said, "Oh, no.

"That's too easy.
That's too fast."

You know
the Chinese death
of a thousand cuts?

First they cut
off a little toe,

then a piece of your finger,
piece of your ear, your nose,

and I liked that better.

By the little toe,
I'm to understand "child."
That's it, isn't it?

Now that's your
train of thought,
counselor, not mine.

My train of thought.

You shocking degenerate.

I've seen the worst,
the dregs,

but, you,

you are the lowest.

It makes me sick to
breathe the same air.

(CHUCKLES)

Hey, buster.

I believe my
cousin left me enough
to buy me another blast.

This is no war of nerves.
He won't be bought off.

It's Nancy he's after.

And he'll get to
her sooner or later

unless I change
his mind.

I just won't
believe it.

I... I just can't.

You said yourself
he's too clever
to take chances.

How could he even
touch her without
taking a chance?

What would you
do if she were

attacked?
Have him arrested?

How can you ask
such a thing?

Of course!
What's the matter
with you?

Would you have him tried?
Pull him into court?

Naturally, he'd deny
the whole thing.

That means that Nancy
would have to testify.

You've never watched
a child testify
in such a case.

Thank God
you haven't.

It's...

It's the clinical reports

and the questions

and the detailed answers
that she'd have to give.

She'd have to
give them, all right,

because he'd deny it,
and we'd have to
prove his guilt.

A beast like that,
who'd believe him?

No one.
No one at all!

But that wouldn't
spare her the questions.

And Cady knows that.

He knows

that we'd never
put her through
an ordeal like that.

There's got to be
something we can do.
There just has to be.

There is.

(GRUNTING)

(TELEPHONE RINGING)

Hello.
Hello.

Well, is this
Mrs. Bowden?

Yeah, I knew it was.
I just wanted to
hear your voice again.

You know something?

For eight years
I dreamed about a chick
with a voice like that

just whisperin' in
my ear, real close.

Don't. Don't.

Sayin', "Baby."

Sam!

(CADY LAUGHING)

Shut up, you!

Counselor, you really
stepped on it this
time, didn't you?

I don't know what
the Bar Association thinks

about its members
compounding a felony,

but I do know what
the law thinks about it.

You just put
the law in my hands

and I'm gonna break
your heart with it.

Ain't nothin'
can stop me.

You understand that,
don't you?

That house and that car
and that wife and kid,

they ain't worth
nothin' to you now.

Now you listen to me.
You asked for this.

You asked for it,
and if you don't
get out of...

You're wrong, man.

I'm gonna show you
what it's like
to be wrong.

Speakin' about
your wife and kid,

I got a little caper
planned for them.

Remember the story
I told you about
my old lady?

That was just
laughs, counselor.
That was kid stuff.

I got something planned
for your wife and kid

that they ain't
never gonna forget.

They ain't never
gonna forget it,

and neither will you,
counselor. Never.

You'll never forget it.

I can't believe we're

standing here
talking about...

About killing a man.

There's still
a few "ifs," "ands"
and "buts" about it.

I can't go into
this alone. I'll
have to have help.

Of course,
he wouldn't
fall for it here.

He knows we're too
much on our guard.

But if he got the idea

that we thought
she was safely hidden
away someplace.

She?

You can't be
talking about Nancy.

Don't worry.

I won't go into this
until it's airtight.

I won't make a move
that will put
her in any danger.

That won't stop
the terror of it.
She's only a child.

And what about the
terror if he catches
her really alone?

Sam.
Good morning, Dave.

Sleep well last night?

Well enough.

You needn't
bother to open that.

You've tried
your last case
in this state.

Your three hired
hands landed in
the hospital last night.

One of them thought
he was gonna die,
and he talked.

The judge wants
to see you.

Good. I want
to see him, too.

He's gonna tell
you I'm instituting

disbarment proceedings
against you.

You didn't waste
much time, did you?

I'm just getting
started, Sam.

The committee on
ethics is meeting

up at the State
Capitol right now.

They work real fast.

You better have your
story ready to tell 'em
by tomorrow.

You don't think
the committee will wait

to see if
I'm convicted
of anything?

The committee is only
interested in keeping

the legal profession
beyond reproach.

After what happened
last night

I'm gonna be real
interested to see how
you answer to that one.

Good morning, George.

Good morning, Sam.

I only came down
this morning to tell you

that I have to turn
the case over to you.

I'll break the news
to the judge.

Have you gone
out of your mind?

You've come to
the wrong man, Sam.

Dave Grafton was in
here not 10 minutes ago.

You haven't got
a leg to stand on.

Jepson's in there right
now being interrogated.

And if he talks,
I'm gonna have to arrest you
before you leave the building.

If I'm arrested,
who's gonna protect
my family? You?

That's below the belt, Sam.
Grafton's watchin'
every move I make.

The only answer
to Dave Grafton,
the ethics committee

and all the rest of it
is to show Cady up
for what he is.

You can't do it
with a stakeout!
Cady's too smart for that!

But I've got it
carefully worked out.

Now there's
a houseboat.

It's up on
the Cape Fear River.

It has a shore cabin,
a telephone.

It's isolated,
hard to find.

The perfect place
to hide my family.

No place is perfect!

Do you expect
Cady to believe that

you'd leave your
family alone anywhere?

That's the one thing
that had me stumped.

And this morning,

Grafton handed me
the answer on a platter.

He's forcing me to
fly to Atlanta tomorrow

to appear before
this committee.

And you can bet that
his friend, Mr. Cady,

will be tailing me
clear to the airport.

But the moment
I get to Atlanta,

I'll hire a car
and cut across
to the coast.

I'll get a boat at
Hennessey's Landing.

In a few hours,
I'll be at the houseboat
with Peggy and Nancy,

and Cady will think
that I'm sweating
it out in Atlanta.

The next step is
to lure him up there
when we're ready for him.

That's your
department, too.

He knows you're
tied in with the case.

He'll follow you
when you leave town
if you make it look right.

He steps ashore
and you shoot him,
is that it?

That's about it.

You can't shoot a man
for simple trespass.
Not anymore.

Cady's built up
too good a case
against you.

It'll be more
than simple trespass.

But I won't wait
until he wipes

the blood off
his hands either.

Now hold on.
Just hold on.

I've listened.
Now, you listen.

You're gonna do
a foolish thing
without help,

and you're gonna
need lots of it.

Now, I can't help
you if I wanted to.

That's county territory.

Mark, you know
the sheriff.

Are you gonna
stand on ceremony
at a time like this?

All you have to do is
pick up the telephone!

And do what?
Ask for half
a dozen deputies

to help a man
that I should
be arresting?

I don't want half
a dozen deputies.

That would be a sure
way of tipping off
Cady and Grafton.

It'd be all over
town in no time.

One is all I can risk.
One is all I'm asking for.

Do I get him?

Well, this time
next week, I may be
back poundin' a beat.

We should've gone to
the left of this island,
about a mile back.

Are we gonna be
completely marooned?

I mean,
no visitors at all?

You didn't say
anything to Betty?

I didn't say
anything to
a soul. Honest.

Well, have a nice
voyage to nowhere.

I'll see you
in a day or two.

Don't get lost
on the way home.

Do you think she'll
be able to stand

all this shattering
peace and quiet?

Don't you worry
about Nancy.

That's pioneer stock.

Cast off.

MAN: (ON PA)
Flight 403 for Atlanta
now boarding at Gate 3.

Attention, please.
Passengers for Atlanta,

Flight 403 now
boarding at Gate 3.

Say, I have a brief
here for Sam Bowden.

Samuel Bowden.
Yes, sir.

Was he on
that Flight 403?

Yes, sir, he was.

(SIGHS)

Now I don't know
whether to mail it
to him or not.

You don't have
any idea when he'll
be back, do you?

Let's see.

He did make a return
reservation, sir.

6:00 p.m.
On Thursday.

Well, then I guess
special delivery will
get it to him all right.

Thank you.
You're welcome.

(SOLEMN MUSIC PLAYING)

(MUSIC STOPS PLAYING)

It's just
a log bumping.

No, not that.
Listen.

(ENGINE REVVING IN DISTANCE)

It's a boat.

There are bound
to be boats.

We didn't hear
any last night.

It's coming closer.

(ENGINE STOPS RUNNING)

(WATER SPLASHING)

(GASPS)

(FOOTSTEPS APPROACHING)

Peg! Nancy!

It's Daddy!

Oh, darling,
thank God it's you!

Oh, Daddy!

This is Mr. Kersek,
of the sheriff's office.

How do you do?
Hello. Come on in.

Don't you think
it's about time

you were getting
ready for bed?

Where am I
going to sleep?

Here, with your mother.
Mr. Kersek and I
will sleep on shore.

Won't you have
some more coffee,
Mr. Kersek?

Don't mind if I do.

Will you excuse us
for a few minutes?

Sure thing.

So far so good.

We're all here.

Cady thinks
I'm in Atlanta.

You can still say no
if you want to, Peg.

Nothing will start

unless I call
Charlie Sievers.

Call him.

I tailed him until
he spotted me,
Mr. Bowden.

Then he checked to
see your car was home

and Mrs. Bowden's
car was gone.

Looked at the mail
in the box,
but didn't take any.

Then he tried
the boat basin.

Tony told him
your boat hadn't
been out all week.

But for the rest,
well, I guess
we've missed so far.

Because if he's
been tailing me,

I haven't been
able to spot him.

I still think
he will.

You're the only
lead he has.

Start things
moving tomorrow.

Right.

(TELEPHONE RINGING)

Yes?

Looks like we're
striking out.

I'm on 257,
about halfway
to Cross' Landing

and absolutely
no sign of him.

Do you want me to
keep comin' or go back
and try it again?

Could he have
switched cars?

Sure, he could
have switched cars,

but I've been keeping
my eye on the drivers.

What do you say?

If he hasn't been
following you at all,

trying it again
won't work either.

Come ahead.

Okay.

7-0.

Temporarily.
Only temporarily.

All them islands look
alike. Just follow this
and you can't miss it.

Okay. Thanks.

(UPBEAT MUSIC PLAYING)

You're gonna die
without a mark on you.

Just got too big
for your pants.

(BOAT CREAKING)

Kersek!

Nancy! Nancy!

Tell the operator to
call the sheriff's office!

Send some men
out here fast!

Oh, now, come on.

You ain't that scared.

You come right
down to it, what is
there to be scared of?

Now, look, you're
not a foolish man.
You're very clever.

You never make mistakes.
You don't take chances.

If you touch me,
you'll go back to
prison for life.

You want to make
a little bet on that?

But you will!
I'm not like Nancy!

I'm not afraid
to testify!
I swear it!

You got to believe me!
I'm not afraid!

And you're
a lawyer's wife?

Don't you understand?

That with consent,
there ain't no
charges against me.

Now, look,

I want you
to hear this.

It's gonna save
a lot of messin' around.

Look!

I was gonna
go for Nancy,

but I can always
make it with Nancy.

You know,
next week,
next month.

Wait a minute now.

You proposition me.

You, instead of Nancy,

and I'll agree
never to see you again.
All right?

Listen. Unless of course
you want it.

And that's how you
give your consent.

That's not consent,
it's blackmail!

(GROANS)
(GRUNTS)

Reasons don't
make any difference.
You look that up.

And as far as
blackmail is concerned,

you only think I'm
going after Nancy.

Come over here!

You're just
playing it safe.

Now, your husband
is gonna appreciate

your noble gesture.

But he ain't never
gonna forget it!

No! No!

Please! Please!

Please! Please!
Please! Please!

So, all in all,
I don't think...

I don't think
you're gonna...

You're gonna say
too much about this,
are ya?

You're not gonna
talk about it, are ya?

Are you?

(PANTING)

(PEGGY GROANING)

Peggy?

Peggy.

No! No!

(SOBBING)

It's Nancy!
He only wanted to
get you away from her!

It's Nancy!
It's Nancy!

Operator!

He's here.
He's here!

(PANTING)

(SIGHS)

(EXHALES)

(SCREAMING)

(BOTH GRUNTING)

(EXCLAIMS)

Nancy, get out of here.
Run and hide.

Run and hide! Run!

Hide! Hide!
Run! Hide!

(TWIGS SNAPPING)

(GROANS)

Go ahead.

Go ahead.
I just don't
give a damn.

No. No!

That would be
letting you off
too easy, too fast.

Your words.
Do you remember?

Well, I do!

Oh, no.

We're gonna take
good care of you.

We're gonna nurse
you back to health.

And you're strong, Cady.

You're gonna live
a long life in a cage.

That's where
you belong.

And that's where
you're going.

And this time,
for life!

Bang your head
against the walls!

Count the years,
the months, the hours

until the day you rot.