All language subtitles for The.Come.On.1956

(thunder rumbling)

- It began about

twilight, not too long ago.

On a lonely stretch of beach

just north of La Paz, Mexico.

The story of a girl, a man, and fate

all tangled up together.

♪ (dramatic music)

♪ (dramatic music)

(sighs)

- Hi.

- Where did you come from?

- Question is, why

didn't I get here sooner?

- Cigarette?

- Thanks.

(sighs)

- Where did you come from?

- Over there.

I've got a boat I fish.

- You do?

For living?

- If you can call the living.

- Do you?

- Oh, I like it.

My name's Arnold.

Dave Arnold.

- I'm Rita Kendrick.

Glad to know you.

- You haven't told me why

you were waiting for me.

- Could be that.

I've been waiting for

you for a long time.

- It's been nice talking to you.

Goodbye, Mr. Arnold.

♪ (dramatic music)

- You must be crazy.

- Maybe, but I know what I want.

- You haven't known me five minutes.

- What's the difference?

Five minutes a day or a lifetime?

- I'm afraid you've been

out on that boat too long.

- Could be.

- Listen, Mr. Arnold.

I've got my own way of life.

My own world, I want to keep it that way.

I...

I...

I can't afford to have it spoiled.

- It's already spoiled? You know it.

- Goodbye, Mr. Arnold.

- You'll find me aboard the lady luck.

- When?

- You name it.

- Tonight at ten?

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- Hi. - Hi.

- I didn't think you were coming.

- I almost didn't.

- You afraid of me?

- I'm afraid of me.

- Here, sit down.

- Give yourself a chance.

- It's a nice boat.

- Please.

- If we get by...

comfortable.

- No.

Very.

- You're walking these things?

- Oh, I got here, didn't I?

- Yeah.

Put loose and fancy free?

- Not so fancy.

- You'll do.

You still think I'm crazy?

- No.

I think I am.

- I think you're wonderful.

What are you doing here, Lebaz?

- Vacation.

Cigarette?

- Thanks.

- I'll be leaving day after tomorrow.

- Oh.

And then?

- Back to Los Angeles.

My very dull sort of life.

- That's kind of hard to believe.

- It's kind of hard to take.

- Then why take it?

- I can't always have

everything you want.

- You told me this afternoon that you had

everything you wanted.

- Not everything.

Dave?

- Yeah?

- Kiss me.

- What did you say?

- I said kiss me.

- That's what I thought you said.

- I must be crazy.

- Well, I'm right with you.

I'll be pulling out for a

lie in a couple of weeks.

Where can I find you?

- How do you know you want to find me?

- Oh.

You know, maybe you are crazy.

- Dave?

Do you have much money?

- What do you think?

- Well, I guess not.

Would you like to have money?

A lot of money.

- Well, I don't know. I can

take it and leave it alone.

Who do I have to kill?

- I've got to go.

- Now?

- Now.

- Well, don't go now.

- I have to.

- But why?

- I'll come tomorrow.

Same time.

- But this isn't human.

- Maybe I'm not human, Dave.

- I'm not human.

- Good evening.

- Your table is waiting for you.

- Are they here yet?

- Yeah.

This way, please.

- Would you like something from the bar?

- No, I don't think so. Maybe some coffee. [music]

- Where did you disappear to?

- I got bored.

Three hours of cocktail for dinner is

just a little too much.

- Oh?

I'll tell you when it's time for dinner.

- Harley, you're hurting me.

- You got to treat them

rough. Then you control them.

- No, stop it, Harley.

- Shut up.

- You just don't know

much about women, do you?

- I don't have to respect them, Harley.

- Respect?

Ha!

Respect everything you've got.

Money, position, reputation.

Never respect a woman.

- Your coffee, Señor.

- Oh, please.

- Coffee.

- A little joy.

- Can I take your order, sir?

- Well, that's why we're

sitting here, isn't it?

- Señor, can I take your order?

- Scotch, all around, double.

- Don't you think maybe we've had enough?

- No, I don't think

maybe we've had enough.

Three scotches, double.

- Harley, I have my coffee.

- Make it away.

[applause]

[music]

- Howdy.

- Hello, Mr. Arnold.

- John Bourbon?

- Yes, sir.

- It's about time.

- Join the party.

- I didn't want it the first time.

- I just can't keep up.

[music]

- Well, what's the matter?

Drink your drinks.

- Hi.

- Hello, Mr. Arnold.

- Who's this?

- I'm sorry to intrude like this, sir.

You must be Rita's father.

- Father?

- What's the matter with him?

- Well, Rita, aren't

you going to introduce us?

- May I introduce my

husband, Mr. Kendrick?

- Oh, you're kidding.

No.

No, I guess you're not.

Excuse me.

Oh, you shouldn't have

done that, Mr. Kendrick.

Even if she does deserve it.

You better take him home, Mrs. Kendrick.

- Let me get him to the boat.

- I put him to bed.

He went out like a light.

- Thanks.

I don't know what I

would have done without you.

- Oh, it was nothing.

I can't understand it.

He's such a nice chap when he's sober,

and so unreasonable when he's drinking.

- How often have you seen

him sober since we left?

- Have you ever considered leaving him?

- I haven't a penny.

- You have friends?

- Friends.

All my friends are his friends.

- That's not exactly true, Mrs. Kendrick.

- Meaning?

- Meaning me.

Rita?

- You're very nice, Mr. Chalmers.

- Please call me Larry.

- Larry?

- Rita, let me help you.

Please, here, take this.

All of it.

- Oh, Larry.

You make me so ashamed.

- I understand.

Pride.

And I admire you for it, Rita.

I admire you very much for it.

You probably can't let foolish pride

interfere with happiness now,

can we?

- Shouldn't we?

- Of course, Dr. Rita.

- You're so understanding, so kind.

- Oh, rubbish.

I'll tell you what.

A thousand dollars should see you through

until your attorney

can arrange a settlement.

- A thousand?

- All right, then we'll

make it 2,000, just to be sure.

- Oh, no, Larry.

I just couldn't accept it.

- Oh, I'm not giving it to you.

- It's a loan.

- Yes, but how will I ever pay it back?

- Oh, don't worry about it.

There you are.

- Oh, no, Larry.

I just don't feel right.

- Oh, nonsense.

Now, look, there's a little apartment out

in the sunset strip.

A friend of mine is going to Europe.

Now, you'll be very comfortable there

until everything is settled.

Now, please.

- Oh, Larry.

Do you think he heard?

- I wonder if he did.

- I don't think so.

There hasn't been a sound.

You'd better go on.

- All right.

- Oh, thank you.

- Come in.

Nice work.

Let's have it.

- On the dotted line.

- And we only had to work on

that chump for three weeks.

Reader, you're terrific.

- I think so.

Nothing else? - Oh, I think so. - Oh, I think so. - Oh, okay. - Oh, you're not a good boy. - Oh, I think so. -
Oh, I think so. - Oh, I think so. - Oh, I think so. - Oh, I think so. - Oh, I think so. - Oh, I think so. - Nothing else?

- Hope I didn't slap you too hard.

- You overdid it a little.

- Wait till you see my

next and greatest performance.

Mr. Chalmers, what went on after you put

me to bed last night?

Well, what do you mean, old man?

You know what I mean.

Why did you give my

wife a check for $2,000?

In payment for what?

And then I'll lay it right on the line.

We'll hook him for keeps.

- I hope so.

Good night.

- Just a minute.

I want a few answers out of you.

- All right, Harley.

I met him on the beach this afternoon.

He made a pass at me.

I told him to run along.

You know the type.

- That's all?

- That's all.

Oh, please, Harley.

I thought we settled this

kind of thing in the beginning.

- Oh, Rita.

- The answer's still no.

- Rita, don't ever try to leave me.

All right, make--

- You make what?

- We've been working

together for three years.

During that time, we pulled

some pretty shady operations.

- What are you trying to say?

- There are a few policemen in the States

who would be quite

interested in both of us.

- You're bluffing.

- You see, Rita, in my

way, I'm very fond of you.

Without you, life would

hardly be worth living.

- Are you threatening me?

- There's one way to find out.

- You've lost your mind.

- Quite possibly.

You do that to a man, my dear.

- Don't ever threaten me, Harley.

Good night.

[music]

- [speaking Spanish]

- Marine operator, this is lady luck.

- Hold on, lady luck.

All right, here's your party.

- Dave?

- That's right.

- I've got to see you.

- All right.

Swim.

- Oh, please.

It's important.

- Tell her, dear husband.

- We're leaving tomorrow.

Dave, are you there?

- Here, I'm here.

All right.

Where do you want me to meet you?

- Just north of town.

You know that big cliff over the rocks.

I'll be there at 5.30.

- All right.

- Bye.

- Bye.

- Hello, Dave.

- Well, what do you

want to talk to me about?

- About you and me.

- That should be interesting.

- There's something I want you to know.

I want to be honest with you.

- Well, that'll be it. - I'll be right back. - Well, that'll be refreshing.

- It's, uh...

It's not a pretty story.

I'm not married to Harley Kendrick.

Never was.

- Well, then why did

you tell me the other day?

- Oh, Dave, please.

Just let me talk, huh?

- All right. Go ahead and talk.

- Three years ago, I met Harley.

I was broke, and I was sick.

He offered me security and--

- Such as?

- No, no, no.

No, not what you're thinking, Dave.

Not that at all.

It was a business deal.

He had a racket.

He needed a new partner.

And I needed money.

- What's the racket?

- Blackmail?

- Oh?

Oh, that's a nice little business.

- But that's all it was.

Just a business agreement, nothing more.

You've got to believe that.

Because when I met you,

something happened to me.

Something...

fine and wonderful.

I knew I had to get away from you.

I never knew what it was

to love till I met you.

I want--I want to belong to you, Dave.

Women like you belong to nobody.

And everybody.

I belong to you.

(engine rumbles)

- Hello, dear.

Another walk up the beach.

- How did you guess it?

Where's Larry?

- I imagine he's

halfway to Pasadena by now.

- You're kidding.

- Rita, I was magnificent.

You would have been proud of me.

I was a pathetic figure of the outraged,

brokenhearted husband.

Larry was a shaken, chastened man.

He also saw fit to

soothe my broken spirit

with 25,000 beautiful American dollars,

which I was clever

enough to have certified.

- I suppose you will give me my half

of those beautiful American dollars.

- And have you put as

much distance as possible

between me and your lovely self?

No, my dear.

You shall have the

best that money can buy,

but not the money itself.

- You promised me an equal share.

You've cheated me for three

years, and I'm sick of it.

- Sick?

Sick of all this?

Sick of the lovely clothes you wear,

the fine food you've been eating,

the leisurely life you've been leading.

Rita, my darling, you

must be out of your mind.

- Maybe.

But if I am, I'm dangerous.

- Only to yourself, my dear.

- Don't corner me, Harley.

- I'm not a bit afraid.

- I would be.

- If I were you.

- If I were you.

You see how much you need me?

I created you.

I taught you everything you know.

I made a fine lady out

of a cheap little girl.

- A fine shell.

A cheap con man.

- Confidence man, maybe, but never cheap.

With me, you always go first class,

and that's the only way you can exist.

Am I right, Rita?

- Where do we go now?

- That's my girl.

Tomorrow we head the sea

which back to the States.

Summer at Balboa and, um, and wait.

This is just peanuts, Rita.

We're pointing for the big kill.

There's plenty of

careless money at Balboa Island.

- Signor Arnold?

- Oh, hi, Pablo.

- Our lady, she's safe

for me to give you this.

- All right.

Thanks.

- Thank you, Signor Arnold.

- Darling, Harley's taking me to Balboa.

That's why I couldn't

see you before I left.

(engine rumbling)

- Hey, uh, can you

use an extra hand, Mac?

- Are you kidding?

I couldn't make a down

payment on a chair number.

Hey!

How are you?

When'd you get there?

- I thought he, oh, about an hour ago.

- Where's the lady lock?

- I sold my interest in her.

- Say, do you need a partner?

- You sold the lady lock

and then you want to buy in.

I'm gonna get it.

- Well, don't worry about it.

I'm buying in for two grand.

That's all right with you.

- Oh, sure, sure.

With the two grand, we

can get it all fixed up.

- Say, uh, Tony, is

there a guy named Kendrick

got a boat around here anywhere?

- Yeah, just down the way.

You know that big shot?

- Yeah.

- You know his wife?

Man, there's one lots of women.

She's one of the most beautiful Russians

ripe tomato I ever--

- Yeah, I know.

- Yeah, I guess you do.

She wouldn't be the reason you sold the

lady lock, would she?

- Could be.

- Look, David, it ain't none of my

business, but fishermen.

Smart fishermen.

Double chasing yuck abroad,

especially if they're married.

- And who says they're married?

- Aren't they?

- No.

- Well, I still say she

ain't your type of dad.

Use your head. Look what she's used to.

- Tony, I, uh, I want to see her tonight.

- Will you tell her?

- But, Dave, look, I don't want to.

- Will you tell her?

- Yeah, I'll tell her.

Oh, Dave, I've missed you so, darling.

I've missed you so much.

- Please tell me again.

- I love you, Rita.

- Don't ever stop telling me.

- I love you, I love you, I love you.

- Sounds wonderful.

- Hey, you've got pretty ears.

- Oh, Dave, I can't stand

being away from you much longer.

- You can't stand it.

- How do you think I feel?

You've got to leave

him, Rita. You've got to.

- He's been five to ten years in prison.

Besides, what, uh...

What would we live on?

- I, uh, I wanted to tell you about that.

I, uh, I'm about a

half-interest in another boat today,

and everything is going

to be swell, just swell.

- It won't work, Dave.

Let me tell you what

happens to people without money.

I know.

I washed it up to my mother and dad.

They thought it out in love, but it

didn't stay that way.

Six of us lived in a two-room shack.

They were like dogs just trying to grow

enough food to keep us alive.

I washed their love turns sour.

They hated each other.

They hated us kids.

We were mouthed to feed.

They just...

dried up inside.

And you know what finally killed them?

Nothing but being poor.

I washed it all out since...

I was real little.

It better hurt you so bad.

You never forget it.

It drives you crazy. It eats at you.

Until one day...

having money gets to be...

an obsession that can't be cured.

You can't live without money.

And you can't love without money.

Not for long.

I'll never be poor again, Dave.

Well, I'll never be rich.

You can be, darling.

Believe me, you can be very rich.

Yeah. How?

When I first started working for Holly, I

made him sign a paper.

If either one of us dies,

the other gets the money.

I know he has close to $100,000.

Half of it mine.

And I still have that paper signed,

"witness the notarized."

All right. So maybe in

30 years you can collect.

He looks pretty healthy to me, and

besides, really, you and I...

I rest you, love me.

More than life.

More than death.

What do you mean?

We don't have to wait 30

years. It can happen now.

What?

It's the only way. It

could be an accident.

I thought it all out.

No one needs to know.

- That boat's too blow up. - Rita.

A dozen sixty dynamite would blow that

boat right out of the

ocean and we'd be rich.

Rita, you're sick.

Obsessed.

Oh, Rita, you got to forget

him. You got to leave him.

- It's the only way. - No, Rita.

- The only way. - No.

Fine whiskey.

- Your feet. - Huh?

Oh.

Well, if you've satisfied your thirst,

maybe you'll be good

enough to give me a report.

Now get the picture.

The night is soft, balmy, and there they

were in each other's arms.

Who was he?

They were a very amorous young man.

I followed them and they went aboard a

small fishing boat

called the Ebony Arrow.

It's tied up, not a

hundred feet from here.

And one of the young men near the boat

called our friend Dave Arnold.

What else?

- Well, they were so close that I

really... - That's enough.

I want to know every move she makes.

Someone's coming.

You'd better go out this way.

Good night, Mr. Cannery.

Good evening.

That's what I understand.

Where have you been?

Out.

Really?

- What's happened to us? - Us?

Nothing's happened to us. There was never

anything between us.

I know one thing. I've made

a dreadful mistake with you.

What do you mean?

I've been too kind, too gentle.

A woman like you needs a good

beating at least once a week.

Oh, Harley, please.

I'm quite serious.

Oh, I'm sure you are.

I'm tired. Good night.

When did Mr. Arnold get into town?

How did you know?

There are ways of

finding out almost anything.

All right.

Let's get it over with once and for all.

He's here. I love him.

What are you going to do about it?

There's only one thing I

can do about it for now.

Wait.

Wait until you get tired of your

date-necked fisherman.

You will have a long wait.

I think not.

You're not the type of girl who passes up

a fortune for hamburgers and beans.

And I want my money. All of it.

Your money is on your back.

You're so right I'd have

to beg for lunch money.

In this yacht, in the way we live,

our business requires

a tremendous overhead.

Oh, where did it go? That again.

The bills have to be paid.

And so if you leave me,

you haven't got any money.

Fine. Fine.

Keep it. I'm walking out on you.

Without the money.

Without a dime.

Get yourself another girl.

There's a whole wardrobe

down there of overheads.

Size ten. Get someone to fit them.

You'll never leave me.

Won't I?

No, you won't. And I'll

tell you why you won't.

We are too much alike, you and I, Rita.

The patterns are identical.

That's what you think.

We're sick.

You are.

All of our money is a disease.

Six months with him and

you'll be bored to tears.

And you'd have him just as sick and just

as rotten as you are now.

[door opens]

Go ahead.

Hit me.

Do a good job. Do it right.

I want you to.

That's the first mistake you ever made.

[music]

The first.

And, uh,

for last.

Come in, Ebony Arrow.

Marine operator calling the Ebony Arrow.

This is the Ebony Arrow.

Here's your party.

Dave.

Rita, something wrong?

Listen, darling.

Darling, I'm,

I'm at the Mason Arms in San Pedro.

What happened?

Just come. Just come right away.

Rita.

Please.

Rita.

Rita.

[sobbing]

[music]

[door closes]

Rita?

Dave.

Come in.

What happened?

Kendrick.

No killer.

No.

No, darling.

We'll kill him.

We'll kill him.

Dave, you gotta forget this broad.

You mind just staying on business?

Tony, now on.

Everything's gonna be all right.

I sure hope so.

But that kind of a dame

gives my stomach a headache.

Does you lay off that

stupid whiskey, huh?

[car engine starts]

What makes you think I want anything?

Not go on.

I came to give you one last chance.

Well?

How would you like to make $10,000?

Fine.

How?

Don't try to see Rita.

Don't try to communicate with her.

Just disappear.

Didn't know that you cared.

She's a valuable piece of property.

If I could keep her by spending a few

dollars, I'd consider

it a good investment.

So what if I take Rita and the money?

You get half now and half

when she comes back to me.

Cash?

Naturally.

I knew I could buy you.

And what if we make

off with a five grand?

They won't spend this way.

Half now.

Oh, now let go of me.

Stop your crying as Rita's money.

That's what I think you can buy me off.

And that's what I

mean when you gave Rita.

Now get out of here.

You don't know how lucky you are.

Thanks.

My name's Arnold.

Yeah, I know.

Mine's McGonagall.

J.J. McGonagall.

How much is Kendrick

paying you to follow me?

You said he was.

Isn't he?

Maybe.

Maybe I'd like to buy you one.

Oh, now, wait a minute.

I've been retained by Mr. Kendrick.

No man can serve two masters at, uh, in the United States. I'm not a man.
I'm not a man. I'm not a man. I'm not a man. I'm not a man. I'm not a man. Kendrick.

No man can serve two

masters at, uh, in Antico.

Would that bother you?

What'd you have in mind?

Money.

Oh, good.

I, uh, thought you might

want to pay me off in halibut.

How much?

No reasonable sum.

You don't make a

reasonable sum in a year.

Came in to some money today.

Yeah, I know.

Ten grand, to be exact.

Let me give you some advice.

You look like a nice young fella.

Don't stick your neck out.

What do you mean?

Dump this girl.

Take the ten G's and get out of town.

That way you may stay healthy.

[music]

Dave?

Dave.

Dave, I did it.

I, I got the dynamite and

everything that goes with it.

You name it, Tom.

Rita, there isn't going to be any time.

What?

What you said?

We're not going through with it.

I'm going to take that

stuff and dump it off the boat.

Why?

Because we're decent

civilized people and we can't do it.

Oh, we, we can.

You know we can. Dave.

Dave, don't do this to me.

Darling, darling, I know it's a terrible

thing we're doing, but...

Don't you see it's the

only way we can be together?

We can go to the chair together.

What's happened to you?

I just woke up, that's all.

What kind of happiness

do you think we'd have?

We'd be together.

Yes, and every time I looked at you or

you looked at me, we'd see

Kendrick and what we'd done.

You mean it, don't you?

You bet your life I mean it.

Besides, Kendrick is having you followed

and he probably knows

all about the dynamite.

How do you know?

I talked with them both.

The detective gave me some advice.

Tell me to forget you

and get out of town.

With this.

He gave you that?

No, Kendrick.

Why?

For the same reason.

Believe to have to forget you.

Well?

You and I are going to take this money

and go away, and nobody gets hurt.

It's a miserable percent

of what we should have.

Well, it's a million

percent better than the chair.

And you'll be the wife of

an almost honest fisherman.

What do you say?

What can I say?

You can say you love me.

I love you.

I love you, Rita. I always will.

Always is such a long time, darling.

I love you.

Ain't that a beauty?

They don't store face

powder in there, Mr. Kendrick.

Maybe you ought to let her go.

That little lady

intends to blow you sky high.

You know what's in that

little package, Mr. Kendrick?

I've got an idea.

You bet you have.

Wiring.

Electric wiring, Mr. Kendrick.

Your foot.

Oh.

If I were you, I'd pay her off.

And kiss her off.

She's dynamite.

Hey, that's a good one. Dynamite.

Maybe I like playing with dynamite.

Yeah, maybe.

Oh.

Your name Dave Arnold?

That's right.

Captain Getz wants to see you.

Who's Captain Getz?

Homicide.

Come on.

Who died?

I'll buy you a paper.

Come on.

Please.

Huh?

Oh, sorry.

Let's go, Tinney.

Do you mind enjoying that thing quietly?

Well, Captain Getz, I'm here.

Hogan is here, sir.

Send Hogan in alone.

Yes, sir.

He wants to see you alone first.

You wait right over here.

Captain will see you now.

(DOOR OPENS)

Harley, detective.

Why are we here, Dave?

We'll find out in a minute.

My name is Jennings.

I'm with the District Attorney's Office.

Oh, I guess you know who we are.

That's right, Mrs.

Kendrick and Mr. Arnold.

I have here some

photographs of some of the best-known

confidence men in the country.

Can you identify any one

of them as Harley Kendrick?

Yes, that's Harley.

It, uh, it must have

been taken years ago.

Legal name Harold King.

Born Grey's Junction, Colorado, 1900.

Embediment, Detroit, 1927.

San Francisco, 1949, blackmail.

Hmm.

He was quite an operator.

Was?

Thanks.

I'll see what Captain

Getz says on his mind.

Dave.

He said Harley was an operator.

Just take it easy.

Whatever happened, we didn't do it.

Will you come in, please?

Captain Getz, this is

Mrs. Kendrick and Mr. Arnold.

Now how do you do?

How do you do?

Won't you sit down, please?

Sit right here, Mrs. Kendrick.

Thank you.

Mr. Arnold.

I don't suppose you'll know any more

about the accident than we do.

What accident?

You mean you don't know why you're here?

No one has told us anything.

But, uh, you made it

sound as if Mr. Kendrick

was a cop. Well, I don't know why you're here. I don't know why you're here. I don't know why you're here. I don't know why you're here. No one has told us anything. But Mr. Kendrick was dead.

I'm sorry, Mrs. Kendrick.

Your husband is dead.

Under rather strange circumstances.

And just what are those

circumstances, if you don't mind?

Mrs. Kendrick.

Could your husband handle a boat alone?

Oh, yes.

He usually did.

Forgive me, Mrs. Kendrick,

but you don't seem to be exactly

broken up by his death.

I'm not.

May I ask why?

Yes.

I hated him.

Oh.

Look, would you mind

telling us what happened?

He gassed up this morning

and told some friends of his

at the Yacht Club that

he was going to San Pedro.

Then a little while later,

in the channel, the sea witch blew up.

And Harley?

When 600 gallons of gasoline explode.

Well, chances are we'll never, we'll

never find anything.

I can't believe it.

Yes.

Terrible, isn't it?

You know, things look

pretty rough for both of you.

A while back.

What do you mean?

They told us at the Yacht

Club that Mr. and Mrs. Kendrick

had quarreled violently.

Then he beat her up,

and then she left him.

Well, that's the reason

we're leaving, isn't it?

We also heard that the

other reason was you.

Go on.

As the captain said,

things looked awfully bad.

But then you got a lucky break.

We found out that Kendrick hired a

private investigator

to watch both of you.

What's so lucky about that?

He's your alibi.

McGarnigle's the name.

He says he tailed you

out of town yesterday.

That neither one of you got back

until Kendrick had already shoved off.

So you couldn't possibly

have done it, could you?

You see, there's really

nothing to get flustered about.

Just place routine.

That's all.

If we've been convened

at you, our apologies.

Can we go now?

You can go now.

Thank you.

Thank you.

Uh, Rita.

Mind if we go in here?

I need a drink. Hmm.

Dave?

He's dead. You know what that means?

What'll it be, folks?

Rita?

Ah, coffee.

One coffee, one bourbon. Straight.

You'll want something

in that coffee, ma'am.

Cream and sugar.

Nothing.

He's dead.

And we didn't do it.

Darling, don't you see what that means?

Yeah. They were in trouble.

No, no, darling. Don't you see?

They haven't anything on us.

I'll get all this money.

I still can't--

Hello, kids.

How'd everything go?

Fine.

Didn't I set you up with a

nice, clean alibi, though?

Didn't I?

Why?

Well, because I'm your pal. That's why.

What do you want, McGonagall?

Oh, just a little friendly talk.

Why don't you, uh,

drop by my office tonight?

I'll pick up some nice, cold beer, say

about, uh, 9 o'clock.

Get out of there.

See you at night.

Oh, by the way, uh,

don't let the beer get warm.

I hate warm beer.

There you are.

You'll never let us off the hook.

But we didn't do anything.

We know it, and McGonagall knows it, but

the cops will never believe it.

What gets clear to us? He said so.

That's what he said,

but he didn't buy it.

And why didn't he hold us?

Because he hasn't got a case yet.

They're playing it

smart by acting stupid.

Who did kill him, Dad?

Even in box.

- Or self-service. - Thank you. Hello, kids.

See you right on time. Come in, come in.

Sit down, make yourselves comfortable.

I'll, uh, serve a

little refreshment, huh?

- Oh, not the tea. - Not the tea.

All right. There we are.

Here's luck.

And, uh, you certainly need it.

Ah!

Come on, drink up.

Oh, not thirsty?

All right.

You know, I, uh, I

honestly feel sorry for you two.

You know we didn't have

anything to do with it?

Of course I do.

- You know who did it? - Naturally.

Who?

Kendrick.

What?

You mean he killed himself?

That's right.

You heard him real deep.

All right, McGonagall. Get with it.

What happened?

Well, it all started when

I, uh, showed him these.

There you are.

Rather good, don't you think?

I've never seen a man who

wanted revenge so badly.

I'm afraid that won't do you much good.

I, uh, have the negatives.

Anyway, it was then he

got his magnificent idea.

He said that you, Mrs. Kendrick, would never have to be a man of his own. That he would.

So?

So I bought the dynamite.

He planted it on the boat.

He was gonna take the boat out,

head her straight for

the harbor entrance.

Light a five-minute fuse,

jump overboard, and swim ashore.

And leave you two stuck with a murderer.

Oh, that's sweet.

Real sweet.

- But... - But what? Well, I don't know. I don't know. I don't know. - But... - But what?

Something went wrong.

It seems he never got to shore.

A very unfortunate oversight on his part.

So I decided to work for you two.

For how much?

Shall we say, uh, ten thousand?

Five.

Ten.

I'll give you the negatives and forget

that I ever saw you.

Yeah? How do we know that we can

trust you to keep a trap shut?

You can't.

However, the kind of money that you make

wouldn't interest me.

What about the money, uh,

I get from Harley's estate?

Oh, uh, yes, I meant

to tell you about that.

There, uh, there is no estate.

When Harley blew himself up, he also blew

up the hundred thousand dollars.

We're alert.

Give him the money, Dave.

You mean that?

You're right.

We don't need the money.

We don't need anything but each other.

The negative.

Oh, yes. The negative.

Oh, yes.

Come on, Rita, let's get out of here.

Thanks.

Thanks-y!

Darling, would you

mind? I'd like to be alone.

I understand. You've had a

hard day. I'll be on the boat.

Mason Arms, Tents and Spruce.

Thanks, darling.

I thought he was kinda cute.

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Well, this is pleasant,

but hardly a surprise.

No.

Where the money is, you'll be.

But that's perfectly all right with me.

Get your hands away from me.

Well, you're a little late in the game to

be so choosy, aren't you?

Give me back that money. It's mine.

Yeah, of course. But I go with it.

But we'll spend it together.

Not you. Just the money.

I want it, all of it.

Now, wait a minute. Before you get too

nervous, there's

something you ought to know.

I wrote this just in case.

All the dope on the dynamite and a little

print of the photograph.

Tomorrow it goes into

my safety deposit box.

Never could be opened unless, uh, unless

something should happen to me.

Or, uh, would you

rather I mail it tonight?

Now, give me the gun, please.

Don't drop that letter.

You see? I've got big

plans for us. Big plans.

Now, it's my turn to

drink champagne, eat caviar,

and you're just the little

girl who's gonna do it for me.

Kendrick Trange will

torture the business.

I'd be a fool to let you go.

I, uh, I'm not too bad to take.

I could be quite

charming when I want to be.

You'll like me.

One way or another.

You and I are all the wrong way together.

Give me the gun.

(GUNSHOT)

(SIREN WAILING) (KNOCKING)

Rita.

(SOBBING)

What's the matter?

(GASPS)

I killed him.

I killed him. I killed him.

I killed him. I didn't mean it.

Kill who?

I don't know what happened.

I don't know why I did it.

Who?

I don't know.

How do I have to talk to him?

Where's my money? He

took. I wanted it for us.

He tried to make love to me.

Is that...

He said, "If I didn't go away with him,

he'd mail a letter to the police."

What letter?

He had a letter there. He had a letter.

Where is the letter?

He mailed it.

Rita.

I supposed to call it, but he mailed it.

Rita, now you've got to

pull yourself together.

You hear me? Pull yourself together.

You've got to get out of town before they

pick up that letter.

It's eight o'clock in the morning.

Hey, Martha, now put it...

Well, it's Tony.

You got somebody to look

at. Get below. Get below.

Hurry up.

Hurry up.

I'd like to break my heart.

But...

Hiya, Papi.

Papi, I want you to meet the prettiest

little gal in San Pedro.

Julie? Dave.

Hi, Papi.

Come on, honey, I want to

show you my little old boat.

Okay.

Tony, don't go on board the boat.

Huh?

Oh, you got a friend, huh, Dave?

You got a friend and a boat.

Well, all right. We won't bother you.

We'll just sit down over here.

Get rid of her, Tony.

I've got to talk to you.

- You nuts? - Get rid of her.

You his old man or something.

Listen, honey,

it's very important that I talk to Tony.

- So talk? - Yeah.

So talk.

Tony, I've got to talk to you. Alone.

Gee, where?

Here.

Take cab home. I've

got to talk to my buddy.

Some gentleman I'll say.

What's the matter, Papi?

We have to get out of town. Fast.

Why?

Rita just killed a man.

Rita?

Listen, Dave, let her do

her own runny. She's no good.

Are you going to help me?

Sure. Sure, Dave. What I do.

All right. Just take

the Ebony Arrow north.

As far and as fast as you

can. They'll be looking for her.

That'll give us some time to get started.

Don't answer the radio.

Make them come find you.

Where you going?

I'm not going to tell you. Then you won't

have to lie to anyone.

Whatever you say.

Thanks.

You need some money?

Yeah. Yeah, I could use a couple of that.

Here. Here's three.

I'll see you get it back.

Oh, don't worry about it.

It was nice having you for

a partner while it lasted.

Yep.

Announce point number 21 for San Diego.

San Diego?

And for Paz, immediate

departure from gate number seven.

One for one? Yes, sir.

Announce point number 21 for San Diego.

Oh, going all the way to La Paz.

Have a pleasant trip.

Announce point number 21 for San Diego.

And for Paz, immediate departure from gate number seven.

Let out the number 21 for San Diego.

San Diego.

[indistinct chatter]

[music]

Put out an all points pickup on Dave

Arnold and Rita Kendrick.

Wanted for the murder of

Harley Kendrick and J.J. McGonigal.

[music]

All right. You can put

the bags right there.

Is there anything else, Mrs. Arnold?

No. Thank you.

[speaking Spanish]

Did you hear that?

Mrs. Arnold.

Mrs. David Arnold.

Oh, wow.

Doesn't that sound terrific?

Yep.

It has a good permanent sound, too.

Is there anything?

Is there anything ever permanent?

Rita.

Rita.

You and I are going

to make this permanent.

Even after what I've done.

Oh, will you forget all that?

Sure.

You're quite a guy, Dave.

Cut it out. Cut it out.

Hey, wedding dinner tonight.

All the trimmings. The works.

Dave, I love you. I love you.

You know what I'm going to do?

I am going out and buy my husband

the biggest and the best

wedding present in town.

All right. All right. I'll go with you.

Oh, no.

This has got to be a surprise.

You know, I don't really

need a wedding present.

Oh, please. I want to.

Okay. But you better get out of here

before I change my mind.

Hurry back.

Promise. I'm going to be a minute.

Small world.

Just like old times, isn't it?

This isn't our mode.

Start walking, dear.

I've charted a new boat.

Very much like to show it to you.

You're a liker.

Yes, just like old times.

To the future.

No matter how black it may seem to you.

Only you hadn't killed poor J.J.

That was a mistake.

Life is a mistake, Harley.

You're wrong, Rita.

Life is a racket.

It rewards the strong

and destroys the weak.

You're right.

I have to be.

To us, the strong.

To us.

How did you know where I was?

I haven't let you out of my sight since

you left the police station.

They'll pick us up.

They'll pick us all up.

Not me, dear.

I had an accident.

I lost memory for a while, and that's it.

But you...

How does this sound?

In the morning, we fly to South America.

No extradition worries nothing.

Nothing but easy living.

Harley, you're the

smartest man I ever knew.

And the only man who can help you.

I'm the girl who never wanted to be poor.

I'm the poorest woman in the world.

I don't even have my self-respect.

You won't need it.

No. Right now.

Harley, come closer.

You always wanted to?

Three.

Kiss me.

(door opens)

(door closes)

♪ (soft music)

- Hi. - Hi.

- Just wanted to have

been worried sick about you.

Where on earth have you been?

- I got lost.

(door opens)

♪ (soft music)

- Well, you've been crying.

- No, no I haven't.

Dave? - Hmm?

- It's still early

before we get on to dinner.

Couldn't get on to the

beach and take a swim.

You remember?

You remember where the

place where you first met?

- Yeah, yeah I remember.

- Couldn't we do that?

I'd like that very much.

- Alright, alright I'd like it too.

You're sure you're alright?

- Oh no, not mine.

I'd better go change.

♪ (soft music)

(waves crashing)

(chuckles)

Hello darling.

- Hi.

- Where did you come from?

- Question is, why

didn't I get here sooner?

(chuckles)

- Much sooner.

- Much, much sooner.

- Oh...

Take some people a

lifetime to find someone to love.

- We've got a lifetime ahead of us.

- You have Dave.

- What do you mean by that?

- I...

I, why Captain Getz?

He's lying down here to get me.

- Why Rita? Why?

- Because the blood's too

thick on my hands, Dave.

And you're too nice a guy to mess up.

Hold me.

Hold me close.

Time's going so fast.

- You mustn't talk like this.

You mustn't talk like this.

We'll make it. We'll make it together.

Got to believe that.

- Not now, Dave.

Not...

People like me there.

Just isn't any chance.

(gasping)

- Oh, God.

- Rita!

It seems like I just can't stay dead.

You say goodbye to the man, my dear.

(gunshots)

- I don't need a bullet!

(gunshots)

(sobbing)

(dramatic music)

- Where did you come from?

Darling?

- Rita.

Rita.

Rita.

Rita.

(dramatic music)