Slaughter on Tenth Avenue (1957) Movie Script

[ Whistle ]
[ Car horn ]
He'll be right down.
Don't gulp it, honey. He'll wait.
Here you are.
So long, sexy.
Go on.
Beat it.
Come on, Pudsey. Let's take our shower.
Get him off of me.
Oh, my god. Solly.
Cockeye did it.
Cockeye Cook and two of his meatballs.
Rysdale.
Uhuh.
Yes, I see. Would you
repeat the address please?
Okay. I got it.
A longshoreman was just
shot over on Tenth Avenue.
Is Andy Anderson on this morning?
- He's scheduled.
Good. He knows the waterfront.
Andy, come in here right away.
Vic.
The important thing in this one.
Is to first establish the
exact time of the knifing.
That gives credibility to the witness's
statement that he saw the incident.
After that, here's what
I want you to do.
Bill, I am sorry.
I cannot talk to you now.
I took Anderson's shift.
His baby is sick.
Weren't you on all day yesterday?
- That's right.
Vic?
- Sorry. I can't.
I go to the Grand Jury at eleven.
I am due to appear at
Magistrate's Court at ten.
Rose, is Keller in yet?
He called in and said he was
delayed at the Coroner's Office.
What is it, Howard?
Someone just emptied a
gun into a longshoreman.
I'll take it.
I have to catch one of
those sooner or later.
I guess maybe you are right.
359 Tenth Avenue.
Right.
- Bill.
These waterfront cases
have a tendency to get...
Involved. What I mean is,
there's a lot under the surface.
Let's just see what it is all about.
We'll let the cops do the work?
- That's right.
Alright.
Is the victim dead?
- No, sir.
But he is very weak.
- Who is in charge?
Lieutenant Vosnick.
I am Bill Keating. DA's office.
Who is the man that was shot?
His name is Solly Pitts.
He's the hiring boss on Pier W.
Is he in a condition to talk?
- I haven't seen him.
He was going to the
hospital when I got here.
Well, let's get down there
and get his statement.
You new to the office?
A couple of months.
Any idea what it is all about?
Down at the docks Solly is
what they call a 'rebel'.
Mrs Pitts. Would you
care for some coffee?
No thank you.
Hello Madge.
- Hi, Tony.
How is he?
They won't let us in.
They won't say anything.
What is it, a military secret?
If he's going to die I'd like to know.
On the way down in the ambulance he kept
biting his lip to stop from hollering.
The slugs must have burnt
him like red-hot pokers.
They must have rubbed
garlic on them, the creeps.
Did you see anything, Mrs Pitts?
This is Mr Keating of
the DA's office, Madge.
How do you do. See anything?
Tony, can I talk to you?
Sure, Madge.
Excuse me.
Can I use your phone, sister?
Surely.
- Thank you.
May I speak with Miss Pauley please?
Dee?
Hi, honey.
Bill, the showing starts in 20 minutes.
I hoped you would be here by now.
I'm sorry, honey. I can't make it.
I caught an assignment.
Well.
Bill, you have the address
to that apartment.
When can you take a look at it?
Dee, this one is important.
Well, I tell you what.
Meet me there about 2 o'clock.
That's wonderful, Bill.
I'll be there at 2 sharp.
Oh.
I'd better go now, honey. Bye.
Captain.
How long will it be before we can see...
- Keating.
Go ahead, Madge.
Tell them what you just told me.
After I heard the shots I
ran downstairs to him.
He said: 'Cockeye did it'.
'Cockeye Cook and two of his meatballs'.
Those were his words. I heard him clear.
- Cook?
Eddie Cook. Ex-con.
Runs the Pier Loaders Union.
He's the boss of the loading racket at
the downriver piers. All but Solly's.
Solly runs his on the square.
Cook's been trying to take over.
I heard they had a scramble last week
and Solly tossed him into the river.
It is alright for you to
see him now, Mrs Pitts.
Thank you.
Come on, Benjy.
Solly honey.
Lieutenant, you pick up this man Cook.
I will meet you at The Tombs.
We'll make up a short
affidavit to hold him on.
Okay?
- Okay.
The Doc says you are doing real good.
Bee stings.
They can't hurt you with bee stings.
You are too tough.
Yeah. I am tough. Too tough.
Madge. If I go there
won't be much money.
What are you talking about 'go'?
- Madge, listen.
Big John owes me fifty...
Maxi. A week ago I loaned him twenty.
He'll try to welsh on it. Don't let him.
Solly, please.
Angie will help you with the money
and Tony Vosnick will help you too.
Who is that?
- It's alright, honey.
Mr Pitts, I am Bill Keating
from the DA's office.
I want to ask you a few questions
about what happened this morning.
Ready, Stu?
- Right.
Will you give me your name please?
Your name?
Solly Pitts.
Address?
359 Tenth Avenue. Apartment 4D.
You know that already.
Please, Mrs Pitts.
359 Tenth Avenue. Apartment 4D.
Who shot you, Mr Pitts?
Can you hear me?
- Yeah.
Alright. Who shot you?
- I don't know.
Mr Pitts, I don't believe
you understood me.
Who shot you?
- I don't know.
I hear Eddie Cook shot you.
- Who said?
Your wife.
- How? She don't know.
You told her.
- I told her?
She is mistaken. It wasn't him.
Mr Pitts, do you know Eddie Cook?
I know him.
Did he ever threaten you?
- No.
Was he trying to get you to move over?
- He knows better than that.
Why don't you leave me alone?
Then why did you tell
your wife he shot you?
I didn't tell her nothing.
If he shot me I'd say so. Honest.
You had better get the doctor.
I don't feel too good.
Good luck.
Yeah, you too.
Keating, I've been through
hundreds of the waterfront murders.
I'm still waiting to see one solved.
You guys keep trying but they
all wind up walking on glue.
Mrs Pitts, when you talked...
- Sorry. I'm in a hurry.
I must home, get changed and
come back as soon as I can.
Let's go, Madge.
Mrs Pitts, please.
Let me drive you home.
That's okay. We can walk.
- Now, wait a minute.
You said you were in a hurry.
I'd like to take you home.
Alright.
That's right.
I pick him up every morning.
Solly has been my best friend for years.
Would you say you stopped about here?
About.
A good view of the building entrance.
- I told you I was dozing off.
You said you were reading the paper.
- I was reading the paper. Dozing off.
Well, I just thought it possible you saw
someone and didn't realize who it was.
Yeah?
Well, I didn't see a thing.
Come on, Madge.
Mrs Pitts.
- Thanks for the lift.
No fuss, no noise.
Everything real good and quiet, Al.
The way it should be.
We're sore. Our guts are boiling inside.
But nobody said nothing.
Sure they're sore, Gussy. I understand.
But unfortunate things happen in life.
That's no reason to slow down work.
Look at that.
Sam.
I think the local ought to do
something for Solly's wife.
In case he croaks, I mean.
You bring it up at the next meeting.
- Okay.
I'd like to talk to some of the men.
Help yourself, Chief.
- Thank you.
I suppose you men heard that
Solly Pitts was shot this morning.
I heard he and Eddie Cook had a fight
and Solly threw him off the pier.
No kidding.
I am asking you.
Don't ask me. I wouldn't know.
Is that right?
The first I've heard about it.
Do you know Solly Pitts?
Never heard of him.
Look out!
No problem, boss.
Hey. Come here you guys.
Listen to me. Remember what
happened to your pal?
Come here, Mickey. Cliff.
Comer here, I say.
Big Bob McCloy.
Lord have mercy on him.
Dead in a lime pit.
With a busted back.
That runt Midget. Five foot
nothing and all of a mouth.
Christie Jack.
Chinese style.
Bullet in the back of the head.
With the car radio up loud.
Take it easy, Midget.
Dahlke is around.
In the river!
With a steel rope for a necktie.
Solly Pitts. That man was good.
Turned into a sieve.
In his own hallway.
A little guy.
All my life I hated little guys.
Some day I'll pull his tongue out.
Natty Nolan.
Two kneecaps busted.
With a sledgehammer.
Oh no you don't.
Stay out of it, Ralphie.
What do you want?
I don't know you.
My name is Bill Keating. DA's office.
- Yeah? Then you stink.
Midget.
Midget. You didn't pay.
Put it on the account.
If a man says I stink.
I guess I've got a
right to find out why.
Looks, mister. I ain't bothering you.
Why bother me?
You have a complaint against those
men if you want to file it.
Alright. I will think about it.
See you later, cop.
I'm no cop and you know it.
My job is to investigate
the shooting of Solly Pitts.
I think you can help.
What kind of help do you want?
You want me to say Solly shot himself?
I want the truth.
- You guys rupture me.
You come sniffing around
saying you want the truth.
Then you run away further from us.
Try me.
Okay.
Where were you when Big Bob,
Christie and Red the Mick got taken?
Before my time.
I wasn't with the office then.
But you are with it now.
Okay.
Where are you on paydays
when guys get kicked back?
Huh?
And where are you when the
loan sharks smell up the place...
Collecting ten percent each week?
Because a guy needs eats, huh?
And where are you Dahlke
works short gangs?
So he can rake in the pay for
men that don't get hired, eh?
Where are you?
- We've got a racket bureau, Midget.
I am homicide.
Boy, you stink.
So Dahlke has got you
on his payroll, eh?
Each week you get a sick note.
In one of those brown envelopes.
That poor slob Solly Pitts.
Waiting for someone like
you to square his beef.
Do you know who shot him, Midget?
I do.
Eddie Cook?
What do you care?
The way some people tell it
Solly is a racket man himself.
He got what he deserved.
I'll kill you.
I am sorry, Midget.
I take back what I said.
Give me that.
Alright, Midget.
If you ever feel like
talking I'll be around.
Get out of here you stink-bug.
Solly has been my friend for years.
We've never had no trouble.
Give me the socks. Keep your underwear.
When something happens on the
docks the blame falls on me.
Hey, when are you going to lay off?
I'm a legitimate business now.
How does it make the union look?
Save your breath, Cockeye.
- The name is Eddie. Eddie Cook.
Sure it is... Cockeye.
Hello, Mr Keating.
This big-shot here is Eddie Cook.
The man doesn't look like much
in his underwear does he.
Cockeye don't look much
anyhow. Just another louse.
Vosnick, someday you're
going to get yours.
Someday they are going
to break you good.
We'll run a spectrograph on the clothes
to see if they have any powder burns.
Of course, Cockeye has had
plenty of time to change.
Well?
I've told you twenty times. You have
no cause for pulling me in here.
Would you mind telling me what
you did this morning, Mr Cook?
No.
At seven-thirty I...
Got out of bed, saw my kids
off to church at the school.
At eight o'clock.
I had breakfast with my wife.
At eight-thirty.
I left the house for the union office.
Hey, what time did they
say Solly was shot?
I've watched that thug and his bums
in operation for the last ten years.
They make me feel like throwing up.
He hires them to help with his killings.
How many? I bet even he has lost count.
I can't hold Cook, Lieutenant.
Not even on a short affidavit.
When I got in to see Solly Pitts
he refused to name him.
Look.
Look, Solly and I have been
friends all of our lives.
I worked with him on the docks
before I went to the department.
Never once has he tipped me
about his troubles on the docks.
Do you know why?
Because he is 'Waterfront'. They don't
take their problems to the cops.
Yeah. I got a briefing on that
from a guy named Midget.
Well, he should know.
He spilled his guts to some
so-called Crime Commission.
And all it earned him was a busted back.
That didn't stop his fight.
Nothing does.
Note even when he lost
his wife and two kids.
After twenty years of watching him
bang his head against stone walls...
She couldn't stand the blood.
I guess I could hold him
as a material witness.
It is strictly up to you.
Alright.
A material witness.
That gives us 48 hours to build a case.
If we come up empty handed
I'll have to let him go.
And I'll have to cancel
my hospital appointment.
I was going in Monday with
a compressed vertebra.
As long as I'm in on this I
want to give it my full time.
You had better give it more than that.
It's all over if Solly doesn't
change his statement.
Maybe you and I can't get him to.
But Madge can.
Yeah.
If he doesn't die first.
It's got plenty of closet space.
See, I thought we'd put
the couch over here.
And.
Maybe a buffet in this corner.
And Helen said she'd help
me out with the curtains.
I think it's very nice.
- Yeah. I think so.
And you can see the edge
of the park from this window.
If you get up on your toes.
Hey.
Huh?
Oh.
I'm sorry.
The case?
- Yeah.
I was just thinking how Pop used to take
me to union meetings when I was a kid.
He was an official in
The Coal Miners Local.
He lived and died unionism.
If he saw the set-up here,
I think he'd kill someone.
If we ran into an Eddie Cook
there the process was simple.
We handled it in our own way.
I had two broken fists by
the time I was eighteen.
I guess you wouldn't mind
breaking one again.
For a good cause, I mean.
Does it show that much?
You don't get rid of the
coal mines quite so easily.
Well, six years at law school and a
white collar is meant to do the trick.
And your belief in the law.
So, why don't you just keep
these in your pockets, huh?
Honey.
About this apartment.
- Yes?
If you like it, take it.
Well, it's pretty expensive.
- Now, wait a minute. Do you like it?
Yes.
Alright. I'll call Revered Clark
and make arrangements.
It's about time I got
more time with you.
Well, if you didn't you would have
a nervous wreck on your hands.
And you New England girls are
supposed to be so reserved.
This New England girl is reserved.
For you, darling.
Am I breaking up something?
Hello Sid.
Your office said I would find you here.
So, this is the future Mrs Keating?
Yes. Dee Pauley - Captain Sid Wallace.
You'd never know it but he was a cop.
He heads up a private detective agency.
Well, please don't hold that
against me. It is a living.
Had lunch?
- No.
Would you mind joining me?
It's about the Pitts thing.
Not at all.
Fine.
I... just had a talk with
Eddie Cook in his cell.
Oh?
Poor Eddie.
If you got a criminal past
it hounds you all your life.
Tough.
Especially since he does
so many favors for people.
Let's go over to the China Boy.
The best fried shrimp in town.
Yeah.
Just a matter of time before
someone caught that Solly Pitts.
How do you mean?
Didn't Vosnick tell you?
Just two months ago Pitts took
after a fellow named Toby Zirk.
He creased his skull
with a slug from a 0.38.
It's in the record.
A good thing Zirk is so
thick-headed or he'd be dead.
You...
Like fried shrimp, Miss Pauley?
Jimmy Wan makes the greatest.
Captain Wallace.
- Hello Sam.
Got a table for three?
- Yeah.
Come this way. Got a nice booth.
Glad to see you again, Captain.
- Thank you.
Oh Bill.
Someone I'd like you to meet.
Excuse us please.
Al.
Bill Keating.
Al Dahlke.
Sit down, fellah.
- Bill.
Bill is the fellow who tossed
Eddie Cook into the can.
Want some chow?
Take a rib. They make them
with some kind of palm sauce.
No thanks.
- Go ahead. Don't be bashful.
What are you, new around here?
Sort of.
Well, what do they pay you
guys now? 80 bucks a week?
Jeez, the city will go bust.
What you guys need is a good union.
I get free tickets to the fights.
Bill.
Al and I have been
friends for a long time.
Tell him how we met, Sidney boy.
He'll get a kick.
I was in a safe loft.
I killed Al's best friend trying
to take a hardware store.
In broad daylight. Jerk.
I took Al in too.
When the judge found out the
company he'd been keeping...
Whee... right back inside.
Parole violation.
We've been great friends ever since.
Didn't Sidney do me a big favor?
You know, fellah.
That stretch made an Honest John out
of me. I'd be a jerk not to be grateful.
Hey, Charlie.
- Sir?
Give me one of those
towels, will you. Thanks.
You know, that's the trouble with ribs.
Afterwards you need a bath.
Some people even need it before.
Al... I talked to Eddie Cook.
He said that Bill here treated
him like a gentleman.
Yeah?
That's okay.
You know that Eddie Cook is a
good friend of mine. Like a brother.
Do you know why?
Because he came through for me.
When I first took him on he was nothing.
He didn't have means to eat.
I said: 'Eddie you're a no-good bum'.
'But if you want to be an Honest
John like me I'll help you out'.
I get a kick from taking kids who get
into trouble and straightening them out.
Now Eddie is a good boy.
A top-grade union official.
A credit to his job.
Me, I got a kick. I had faith.
Oh, that Eddie Cook
is a nice fellow, Bill.
He does lots of favors for people.
Look Sid, I don't want
to keep Dee waiting.
Yeah. Yeah, Bill.
The girlfriend, Al.
A real knockout too.
They are getting married.
Yeah? Yeah, that's okay.
Bill.
Bill is alright, Al.
Let me tell you he is okay.
Well, excuse me, fellows.
I got to call in.
Yeah. See you, Sid.
Sure, you are okay, Billy.
I could tell that by looking at you.
It's that Vosnick with
that mouth of his.
Everybody knows he's
got it in for Eddie Cook.
But you know that Eddie
Cook didn't shoot anybody.
Don't you?
I take car of my friends.
With me it's principle.
You are getting married
and all that stuff.
Know what I mean? You'll need
some junk for around the house.
I got a lot of good connections.
Real good discounts, Billy-boy.
What do you say? Way below wholesale?
Fossy and me just been saying what
happens when somebody crosses Al.
He has got such a nice way
of turning a guy into dog meat.
Some years ago we put Cook
away on a coercion rap.
Then the letters came by the dozen.
Saying it was a mistake.
Demanding his release.
One from a...
Congressman. Another from a
Colonel in the War Department.
Who pulled the strings?
- Somebody.
Fortunately, the mayor got wind of
it and Cook served out his sentence.
The point is the same, huh?
He's got influence.
How about Dahlke?
How come he can be such a
big-shot in an important union?
How come the men elect him?
- Let's do something about it.
Fine. Fine.
Just what is it you can
prove against him?
Bill. There's a lot goes
on that we know is wrong.
But to know and to prove
aren't one and the same.
There is enough work
around here for an army.
For the sake of efficiency...
You learn not to eat holes in your
stomach about things you can't move.
What about Captain Wallace?
Rose, please call the boss's office and
see if that dinner meeting is still on.
I got to let my wife know.
It is my daughter's birthday.
We're having a little party tonight.
I asked you about Sid Wallace.
He was a long-time cop.
One of the best-liked men on the force.
Look at his record.
More than his share of big-time arrests.
- He is a friend of Dahlke's.
After you've been around a while you'll
have your share of unsavory friends.
What did he do wrong?
He only brought you two together.
He didn't tell you what
to do and he won't.
It looks to me like he
is taking Cook's part.
Is he?
Well, let me remind you of something.
As of his minute you haven't
proven that Cook did a thing.
Howard, those people on the
docks have no faith in us.
They think we are either
frightened or bought.
Without their cooperation
we go no place.
If we could bring in a conviction.
I bet the gates would open.
Alright. Bring it in.
Alright, I will.
- Bill.
Go slow.
Be careful.
You've no idea what
could work against you.
I think I'm beginning to find out.
You haven't found a thing yet.
Just bear in mind everybody
is working angles.
Mr Keating, I have been waiting for you.
I'm no longer with the complaint
department, Mrs Cavanagh.
I've been moved to Homicide.
But Mr Keating, the death rays?
They're getting worse.
Every time I go walking now, the
enemy beams those rays on me.
I can't even take little
Mittens out for a stroll.
Mrs Cavanagh, when I handled your
problem I gave it a lot of thought.
I decided...
- You talked to the District Attorney?
Yes. We both felt the best thing is for
you to reconsider visiting your doctor.
Mr Keating, this is no matter
for medical science.
He may be able to give you something
to counteract the impulse from the rays.
And that will give us time to track
down the enemy's installation.
Why didn't I think of that?
You will go to see him right away?
- Oh yes.
And do kiss the
District Attorney for me.
Tony.
- Hi, Bill.
Is she up in his room?
Yes. She's still up there.
Why didn't you tell me
Solly gunned Toby Zirk?
I guess it slipped my mind.
- Was Solly the gunman himself?
Zirk is a friend of Cook.
Cockeye wanted him on
Solly's pier as boss checker.
If you've got that, thieving comes easy.
Solly said no and Zirk
threw a slug into Solly's leg.
Madge dug that slug out with a kitchen
knife and wet the hole down with iodine.
That's when Solly went out
after Zirk and creased his skull.
Toby has been a pretty
good boy ever since.
Here she is now.
Mrs Pitts, how is it?
You alright?
- Yeah.
Would you care for a ride home?
No thanks.
I can use the fresh air.
Mrs Pitts, we need some help.
There's no case unless
Solly admits Cook shot him.
We want you to talk to him for us.
Sorry, Mr Keating.
But Solly has his reasons.
Good or bad. I won't go against him now.
Mrs Pitts. Time is a
very important factor.
If Solly should die without changing
his statement, Cook goes free for good.
Give me my dog.
He's a tiger.
There is nothing I can do.
- Mrs Pitts.
We know three men shot Solly.
Cook is on the inside.
But the other two
are still on the loose.
That's the wrong way to get
me on your side, Mr Keating.
I'm not afraid of those creeps.
Let's try Benjy Karp.
It's no use. He won't
talk to you or anybody.
Solly then? Let's ask the doctor.
What, at this time of night?
Why don't you go home instead
and get yourself some rest?
Tony, am I missing something?
You want to work alone? Is that it?
Bill, you have to live with these people
before you know how to talk to them.
See you in the morning, huh.
Come on, Toots.
That's it.
Sorry, lady.
Look, I can't hold Eddie
Cook past noon today.
Okay.
You Monk Mohler?
- That's right.
I am Bill Keating.
You wanted to see me?
Yes, sir. I got information that
will help you get Cockeye Cook.
What is it?
- This ain't no bum-steer.
That Solly Pitts.
All the time he's been square.
Sit down, Monk.
Will you ask Mr Rysdale
to come over please.
Yes, sir.
Let's have it, Monk.
Him? I didn't expect nobody else.
Well, we are all parts of
the same family, Monk.
How about it?
Look, I haven't got all day.
Better take him back to his cell.
Wait a minute.
You don't have to get sore.
It goes like this.
Last night the cops pulled me in.
I got sort-of boozed up and...
Got into a little scrimmage.
I should have stood sober.
So the police pulled you in. Go on.
So, who do I meet in The Tombs?
Cockeye. Eddie Cook.
I know him from way back.
So we shoot the breeze.
Making with the old talkie talk:
'Get a load of that chucklehead'.
'Look at the walk on
that creep over there'.
Not the kind of talk you
get in a social setting.
Hey, Monk. Stick to the point.
Well later I say: 'What are you in for'?
He says 'some meatball rap'.
'They say I shot Solly Pitts'.
I say, no kidding.
Only I didn't say no kidding.
I used some kind of profanity.
Monk.
- Yes, sir?
Then the talk gets confidential.
He says to me, 'Monk'.
'You do me a favor and I will
give you financial resources'.
'To fight your case'.
I said what's with this
'financial resources'?
He said: 'That's money, you dope'.
He will give me a lot of it.
All I got to do...
Is stand up in court and swear that
he was home when Solly Pitts got it.
Are you willing to
swear to this in court?
Yes, sir.
Hey, you are ganging up on me.
- That's alright. This is Mr Rysdale.
Monk and I have met before.
- Yeah, that's a fact.
Monk says Eddie Cook tried
to buy him as a witness.
Oh? Is that the truth, Monk?
So help me.
So you're here for no other
purpose but to tell the truth?
No, sir.
Well, it's all on account
of Father Paul.
You see, he's trying to
keep me out of trouble.
Last night I let him down.
I got boozed up and...
Done him wrong. I am ashamed.
What I am trying to say is that...
I have done a wrong to the
best man that there is and...
And... now to undo that wrong.
I want to tell the truth.
- Well, that's fine.
How about it, Howard? Can I book
Eddie Cook on attempted murder?
Plenty of time for that.
Monk, what are you in for?
Like I told the counsellor,
I was in a little scrimmage.
What time?
Well, last night in the park I...
Seen this sailor and
his girl and they were...
Well after they...
I stuck up the sailor.
I see. You been in trouble before?
Well, you know...
- Answer me.
Alright. So I got a record from
here to Kenosha and back.
At 13 you stole a horse and
wagon with laundry in it.
Yes, sir.
You broke the window at Radbury's
and stole four lengths of salami.
Yes.
At 16 you broke into the chewing-gum
machines on the subway.
No, sir. I never did.
No chewing-gum machines.
You got me mixed up with my brother.
- Now Monk...
No, sir. No chewing-gum machines.
I never busted one of them.
Alright, alright, alright.
At age 21 what was your
principal occupation?
You went over to parked cars where
couples were necking and did what?
Took a good look, natch.
Then, after...
I stuck up the guy.
But I didn't use no real gun.
I know better than that.
- And you did that hundreds of times?
Not hundreds and no gum machines either.
- Dozens?
Most times you got away with it?
- Yeah. I was lucky.
You were lucky.
What do you expect to get when
you're convicted of this last charge?
Twenty years, with your record.
What do you hope to get for
testifying against Eddie Cook?
Nothing.
All for the sake of truth?
- And Father Paul.
That's all?
So of course there's no thought in your
mind to get leniency in your own case?
No, sir. But I can always hope.
But listen. Eddie Cook
told me that, so help me.
Don't you understand? I'm rotten.
Can't you see? I'm rotten.
Just to make up for the wrong I done.
The only guy who tried to help me.
It doesn't matter, Monk.
It doesn't matter one way or the other.
Just ask yourself.
How credible a witness would you make?
Credible? What is this 'credible'?
Lousy, huh.
Get him out of here.
For that you drag me out
of a meeting upstairs, huh?
You should have fished out the
background on Mohler yourself.
Well, what are you going
to do about Cook now?
I don't know.
We still have a couple of hours.
[ Telephone ]
Criminal Courts Building. Third floor.
Mr Keating.
Keating.
Mr Keating. Madge Pitts.
I just talked to Solly. I think he
is ready to give you what you want.
The only thing is you'd better hurry.
I'll be right there.
Mr Keating, how can I go to the doctor?
How am I supposed to walk the streets at
all with those death rays all over me?
You have to do something now.
Mike.
There you are, Mrs Cavanagh.
Now you are perfectly safe.
You are grounded. Excuse me.
Are you set, Stu?
Right.
Take it easy with him, Keating.
He's hanging by a thread.
I'll do my best.
Comfort him.
Tell him he's not going to die.
What's the difference?
Mrs Pitts, I have to be frank with you.
I can't go in there and give
him hope. None at all.
A dying declaration according to
law is only admissible as evidence...
If the victim believes
he is going to die.
I am sorry.
Maybe you had better stay outside.
Father Paul.
Let's do it.
Mr Pitts.
I want to ask you what happened at your
home the day before yesterday at 7:30am.
How do you feel?
Lousy.
Do you think you are going to live?
- The way I feel now, I don't know.
What do you think your chances are?
60/40.
I couldn't eat nothing.
I just had a little water.
So they tell me.
Do you think you are going to die?
The way I feel now? Yes.
Have you given up all hope of recovery?
I don't think I got a chance.
Are you a catholic?
- I am.
Have you seen a priest?
- Father Paul.
You had the last rights of the church?
- Yes.
Are you telling me now that you
have given up all hope of recovery?
Yeah.
I feel lousy.
Solly. Who shot you?
I don't feel so good.
Solly, who shot you?
Later. You come back tomorrow, huh?
Maybe I'll tell you then.
Solly, this isn't easy.
You may not be around tomorrow.
That's a fact.
It was Eddie Cook.
Who else?
Tilly Moore and Leo Shaker.
Can you repeat those
last two names please?
Tilly Moore and Leo Shaker.
Why did they shoot you, Solly?
I'd been trying to talk the guys
into a wildcat against Dahlke.
If he can't keep his men working
on his orders he's through.
Thanks, Solly. Rest a minute.
Hello, Solly. How do you feel?
State your full name.
Edward Francis Cook.
- Address?
505 Century Road, Long Island City.
Solly, can you see this man?
Yeah.
Take your glasses off.
Take 'em off.
Solly, look at this man who calls
himself Edward Francis Cook.
Do you recognise him?
Yeah.
He's one of the men who shot me.
Solly, what are you saying?
- You know what I am saying.
Look, Solly. You got to tell the
truth here. This is important.
I was home Tuesday morning.
- So was I.
You and I never had no differences.
- Not much.
Solly, tell the truth please.
They are taking it down.
Doctor, I don't think he is rational.
- Oh no?
Then tell the truth. You know who I am.
Yeah, I know you.
You and Tilly and Leo Shaker.
You shot me.
Alright. That is enough.
Wait a minute. Let me talk to the man.
Solly, you don't understand
what you are doing.
Don't I?
Look here.
This is what you've done
you cockeyed scum.
Why, you...
Get your hands off me, copper.
Get him out of here.
- Solly. You're out of your mind.
I tell you, he's out of his mind.
All I wanted to do was
to do right by Madge.
And the guys.
I want her to make a living. Square.
Now I am going to die a rat.
To all my friends on the waterfront.
They're not your friends, Solly.
We're all through, Mrs Pitts.
It will be put to good use.
I promise you.
I am looking for Benjy Karp.
Benjy? He left about an hour ago.
Did you try his house?
Not there.
- Hospital?
No. He's got a new girl over in Jersey.
That's where he is.
Yeah. Over in Jersey.
I wonder if you have read the papers.
The Grand Jury indicted Eddie Cook.
You know you can tell
Benjy something from me.
Tell him we are doing our part.
Now how about him doing his?
I got to go or I will
miss my appointment.
Alright. You watch yourself. You hear?
- Yeah.
Benjy.
Hey, Benjy.
Hey, fellow.
Look, I am in a hurry.
Great. We'll settle up real quick.
Here, take a smoke.
- No thanks.
Go ahead. It's a buck a throw.
Too rich for my blood.
I'm liable to find I like them.
Hey, that's okay.
I had that feeling you're a little
wet at the back of the ears.
But that ain't your fault.
Now listen, pal.
I'm going to give it to you straight
from the shoulder. No bull.
I ain't got nothing
against you. Nothing.
We're both couple of working
guys trying to make out.
Only we come up with
a conflict of interest.
Yeah. Just a little.
Now look, I know you're from
some jerkwater place in PA.
Okay.
You came to the big city
to make your name.
That's okay. You got a right.
Only you ain't going to do it by
putting the arm on my friends.
You get what I am going for?
- I get it.
Now look. I got to
explain to you something.
You see, half the guys who are
working here on the docks.
They got records.
So what do they understand? Muscle.
So every once in a while
I got to make a fist.
But don't forget that I take these guys
on when nobody else wants them.
I mean nobody.
Where else will they get a job?
Up in some cushy office
in Rockefeller Center? Bull.
Alright. You are a friend in need.
What are you building?
I am building this.
I got a good thing going here.
And I took a lot of busting
around to put it all together.
My blood is smeared
all over this river front.
And I'm going to let someone
like you take it apart?
So?
So. Back up will you and make
a good show. That's okay.
Give yourself a lift up.
I'll even give you a hand.
Only don't go carrying that
ball over for no touchdown.
Or?
I'll make you kind jerk
of the whole world.
You'll smell so bad even
the flies won't bother.
When I finish up with you...
Your head will feel like somebody has
been stomping on it with spiked shoes.
Well?
What do you say, kid? Huh?
You can read my answer off the
walls of certain public places.
Reggie, Reggie. What's happening?
Do you remember a year ago when your
wife needed an operation real quick?
Sure, but...
You went to Solly for fifty
and he came through.
I paid for that. I won't welsh.
So how come I saw you coming out of
Solly's place right after he was shot?
No. Honest, Benjy.
Benjy... no.
No!
Mr Keating.
Hi, Madge. What are you doing here?
- Mr Rysdale asked me to come in.
I've waited 20 minutes.
Know what he wants?
- No. He sent for me too.
How is Solly today?
- Holding on.
I don't know how he does it.
If The Lord wants him he's going to
have to come down and take him.
Mr Keating.
A man has been following me.
All this week. Everywhere I went.
He's not a cop, is he?
Not as far as I know.
I didn't think so.
I'll ask Tony Vosnick about it.
It's not that I'm scared.
Don't get me wrong.
It is a war of nerves.
I know how these creeps work.
Sometimes when I'm home by myself.
- Excuse me, Mr Keating.
Mr Rysdale is waiting for you.
He wants to see you alone.
What about me?
- It won't be long, Madge.
Excuse me.
Bill.
This John Jacob Masters - Bill Keating.
Jake is representing Cook.
I was just telling Howard things
haven't changed much around here.
The same lumps in the same chair.
I've been requisitioning a
new one since you left.
Only way to get it is to steal it.
Hello, Bill Keating.
- How do you do.
Jake had my job before.
Broke me in. Had me bent in
two before he was satisfied.
Take your lessons and your lumps.
The training you get around
here can't be bought.
I'll remember the advice.
Jake doesn't seem to think
we've got much of a case.
The Grand Jury thought otherwise.
Well, there's quite some difference
between a grand jury and trial jury.
Then we'll just have to
convince the trial jury too.
That may be more difficult
that you suppose.
Not when we present the facts.
Yes. The facts.
Naturally, I examined them
before taking the case.
I came to the conclusion that my client
has a powerful ally in this situation.
Reasonable doubt.
Howard, when this is over why don't you
bring Lois and the boys out to my place?
I just bought a new boat.
Goodbye, Mr Keating.
- Bye.
So long, Jake.
- So long.
Doesn't he want to see Mrs Pitts?
- She can wait a moment longer.
She'll have plenty of waiting from here
on in. She may as well get used to it.
Now, how about a witness who
can place Cook at the scene?
Our Lieutenant Vosnick said several
people saw Cook and one of the others.
There was a high-school student
leaving an apartment house.
And a woman on the roof across the way.
- Where are the statements?
The boy's parents won't let him testify.
And the others?
- They're afraid.
They talked to Vosnick off the record of
course, but that's as far as they'll go.
I'm not interested in Vosnick's
off-the-record conversations.
That's not evidence.
Well, at least it shows
that we are right.
Howard, I don't say it's open-and-shut
but we're not in bad shape.
We got Solly Pitts' last statement.
Masters has got Solly's
first one clearing Cook.
I'm sure I can convince a jury
that Solly's first denial was false.
That's fine.
But I'm not so sure that I can and
you won't be prosecuting. I will.
So what do you want?
I'd feel a lot better if we had
just one reliable witness...
Who can place them at the scene.
Okay. Benjy Karp. Give me some
time and I'll bring him around.
In the meantime, why
underestimate what we've got?
Madge's testimony alone will go a long
way to back up Solly's last statement.
Will it? Alright, you show me how
good a witness you got out there.
Rose, send in Mrs Pitts.
Sorry, Mr Rysdale. She went home.
She said if you wanted to talk
to her you can see her there.
Look, I can't spend my life
sitting around some office.
I apologise, Mrs Pitts.
It was unavoidable.
Yeah, yeah.
Madge, I would like Mr Rysdale to
hear what you did after the shots.
What do you want from me?
I've been over it ten times.
Once more if you don't mind.
- Well, I do.
What do you think I'm made of?
Madge, you're to be our
most important witness.
I wouldn't ask you to do
this if it wasn't necessary.
I was in the shower.
I heard the shots, I pulled on
my robe and I ran downstairs.
Solly was...
He was lying on the steps.
He tried to get up and couldn't.
Did he say anything?
He said: 'Cockeye. Cockeye did it'.
'Cockeye Cook and two of his meatballs'.
Something like that.
Something like that?
Exactly that.
- But you said 'something' like that.
Well, I don't know why I said
'something' like that. Exactly that.
'Cockeye did it with some meatballs'?
- Yes.
Positive?
- I am.
He didn't say 'Cockeye Cook'.
He just said 'Cockeye'.
He said 'Cockeye Cook'.
- But you just said...
I don't care what I said.
He said 'Cockeye Cook'.
I got a lot of work to do.
Come on, get out of here.
Madge.
This is an extremely important point.
Cockeye is not an entirely uncommon
nickname. It can refer to anyone.
But 'Cockeye Cook' couldn't
and that's what Solly said.
Now look you, don't go and mix me up.
Madge, when you came downstairs and
saw your husband, was he bleeding?
What kind of a question is that?
With 6 slugs in him?
Was he noticeably in pain?
- With garlic on the slugs?
So he was in pain, bleeding
profusely on the staircase.
The man you love. Your husband.
You couldn't be expected to
come on to a scene like that...
And not get excited or even hysterical.
So is it possible you didn't have your
wits about you and don't really know...
Whether your husband said
'Cockeye Cook' or simply 'Cockeye'?
Whose side are you on?
- Answer me.
Alright. I was excited.
I was shaking like a leaf. I could
hardly keep my breakfast down.
But he said 'Cook'.
I heard him clear and nothing
is going to change that.
I'm sorry, Madge.
But the defense attorney will quite
possibly put you through that and more.
Thank you, Mrs Pitts.
Mr Keating.
I know you want the same thing I do.
To nail those bums good.
I'll give you all the help I can.
But if you try that again, so help
me I'll bust you right on the nose.
Okay.
Sometimes those coal mines in
Wilks-Barre don't look so bad at all.
[ Telephone ]
Hello?
- Mrs Pitts?
Yes.
This is a good friend of yours, Madge.
I've got some advice and I hope
you take it in the right spirit.
Who's this?
You don't want to testify at no trial.
Solly is about done for,
so what's the use?
Why not take a nice vacation, huh?
For your own health. Get the idea?
Mexico would be just the place.
So we're going to send
you some cash in the mail.
You go to hell!
And here is one from Wilks-Barre.
'Congratulations and best wishes
for a long life and happiness'.
'Cousin Edith and family'.
Some family.
Six kids. All girls.
This one is from Newhaven.
'Best wishes, best wishes, best wishes'.
'The sore losers club.
Tom Dick and Harrison'.
Oh. And this one is to me.
'Our heartfelt sympathy over...'
Honey, this is nothing.
- Bill.
Don't pay any attention to it. Here.
Sweetness.
Honey.
What is it?
Who is there?
I'm not afraid of you.
Any of you.
You dirty, lousy no-good rats!
[ Telephone ]
Madge.
I am sorry. Solly passed
away early this morning.
He asked to see you.
We called the house, but...
There was no answer.
Oh God. No.
I will stay with her until vespers.
Thank you, Father.
May the Lord have mercy on his soul.
May we pay our respects, Father?
It was Tilly Moore I saw
coming out of Solly's place.
Tilly. The rat.
Alright, Benjy.
So the case then has
around three main points.
Solly's dying declaration.
The last one of course.
Madge's testimony of what
Solly said after he was shot.
Benjy Karp's testimony that he
saw Moore running from the scene.
That is all?
- Except for a few minor points.
Alright.
Have we got a case here that we can win?
The voting is that we go to trial.
Fred?
No.
Bill?
Yes.
Al?
Yes.
Vic?
- No.
Zig?
Yes.
Norm?
- No.
My vote is...
No.
We refer the case back to
Mr Keating for further investigation.
You're next, Norm.
- Well. We got to take this...
Howard, I think you're making a mistake.
I don't want to go to trial with
this evidence. It can't win for us.
You told me you wanted someone
to place those men at the scene.
Well, I got you Benjy Karp.
- But he can only place Moore there.
What are we supposed to
do about Cook and Shaker?
Put in more time.
Maybe you can bring in one of those
other witnesses that Vosnick mentioned.
I have no objection to the time.
But if we don't push this now we'll
lose Madge Pitts and Benjy Karp.
As it is they only half believe
we are going into bat.
Bill.
Look at this objectively.
Our most important evidence
is the statement of a dead man...
To which he himself
supplied the contradiction.
Only two decent witnesses.
The wife.
The other a long-time friend with a
history of animosity toward Cook.
Only one of the three men indicted
can we place at the scene.
Now. Doesn't that say to
you 'reasonable doubt'?
I admit we could be stronger
but what case couldn't?
Howard, this is the first time a man
on the docks has named his killers.
He gave us something we've
been hollering for so let's use it.
These people need help.
They can't be expected to
fight those thugs alone.
I fail to see how a weak
case helps them at all.
Let the jury decide if it's weak.
That's what it's for.
I don't want those three men to walk
out of the courtroom acquitted.
Unfortunately, it's not what actually
happened that's important.
It is what a jury believes happened.
That is what counts.
Well Norm, let's continue
with the meeting.
I think we should take
it in to the boss.
That is not the way things
are done around here, Bill.
The Bureau makes its own decisions
on matters of this nature.
But it seems we are at an impasse.
There is no impasse.
You heard the voting.
Four to three against.
You told me once Cook
has a lot of influence.
Now I wonder just how deep it cuts.
Howard.
Rose.
Call upstairs and arrange for
Mr Keating and myself to see him.
The sooner the better.
Gentlemen, we will continue later.
Well the boss raked me good.
He cut me down to zero.
By the time he was finished I was
looking for a rock to crawl under.
He said he had a smooth-running office
and intended to keep it that way.
He said the only way
to get things done...
Was for each of us to have
regard for the other.
Everyone makes mistakes, honey.
A rash remark, that's all it was.
I never realized I had such a big mouth.
I left Howard with him and took off.
I felt so lousy I didn't
even give him my side.
I don't know. Maybe I
don't understand the office.
I wonder if I ought to leave.
Rogers & Morden may still want me.
What is wrong with corporation law?
I think it is fine.
You'll have a lot more
time for yourself.
The money is better. We wouldn't
have to chase around so much.
And listen to the suffering
of a lot of helpless people.
[ Buzzer ]
[ Buzzer ]
Howard.
May I come in?
Sure.
Hello Dee.
Hello Howard. How are you?
- Fine.
I just finished with the boss.
After you left we reviewed
the whole case.
I gave him my arguments and
seeing as you weren't there...
I gave him yours too.
He agrees with you.
He said to get the case in the
calendar as soon as possible.
Oh, Howard. Can I get you
a drink or something?
No, no. No thanks.
Rose is going to kill me.
I was supposed to be home
early to go Christmas shopping.
This happened to me.
We should start a club.
Howard, if you still feel
we have a weak case...
How well can you prosecute?
This husband of yours has a
penchant for insulting me.
I guess I am just trying
to be tough like you.
Bill.
I told the boss since it's your baby
you should handle the trial.
And he said 'okay'.
But. I will be there to help.
Goodnight.
- Goodnight.
As the final declaration of the deceased
has now been introduced into evidence.
I wish to call your attention to him
specifically naming the defendants...
As the men who shot him.
We now call the next witness.
Before calling the next
witness, Your Honor.
Since, in the interest of justice the
first declaration of the deceased...
Has also been introduced into evidence.
I call particular attention to a
question asked by Mr Keating.
In that declaration:
'Who shot you'?
And the explicit reply of the deceased:
'I don't know'.
We now call Mr Benjamin Karp.
Mr Benjamin Karp please.
Now, Mr Karp.
Will you please tell us who you
saw coming out of the deceased's...
Apartment building about 7:30 on
the morning of the shooting.
That guy over there. Tilly Moore.
Thank you.
Your witness.
Mr Karp, do you recall when
you first told Mr Keating...
You saw Mr Moore coming out
of the apartment building?
Sure. I remember.
The day Solly Pitts died, wasn't it?
- That's right.
But sir, your friend was shot
21 days before he died.
Were you not asked in that period if you
had seen anyone leave the building?
Yeah. I was asked.
By Mr Keating?
- Yes.
By Lieutenant Vosnick
and other police officers?
Yes.
All in all, how many times
were you asked? Fifty?
Maybe.
And each and every
time how did you reply?
I said... I saw nobody.
So approximately fifty times.
Under diligent and careful questioning
by qualified investigators...
You said you saw nobody.
Now you say you saw somebody.
Obviously sir, there is a
falsehood here someplace.
Isn't there?
That will be all, Mr Karp.
Witness excused.
We call Mrs Madge Pitts.
Mrs Madge Pitts.
Mr Keating, is there some difficulty?
Your Honor.
We respectfully request
adjournment until tomorrow.
Mrs Pitts. Wife of the deceased and main
witness on behalf of the people...
Apparently has... disappeared.
Mr Keating, this trial has
been in effect four days.
It's your duty to ensure
the witness is available.
Sorry, Your Honor.
I advised Mrs Pitts that Lieutenant
Vosnick would pick her up this morning.
When he arrived at her
apartment she wasn't there.
Subsequent efforts have
failed to locate her.
We ask adjournment for
further time to find her.
Apparently, there's no alternative.
You will keep me informed.
Court adjourned until
10:30 tomorrow morning.
Benjy, I would like to talk to you.
Madge has been gone three days.
Yeah?
The whole force is looking for her.
- Yeah. I know.
There's a theory that
Dahlke grabbed her.
How do you feel about it?
- I must go.
Just what I thought.
Where is she, Benjy?
How should I know? Look, I'm busy.
Benjy, there's no case without her.
I've had three postponements and
I am not sure I can get a fourth.
You ought to know that dismissal
means acquittal for Cook.
We can't try him again
on the same charge.
Look, lay off, will you.
Benjy.
They are shutting down the pier.
Why, that is a wildcat. It's illegal.
So is killing Solly.
Look, Benjy.
- Boom.
No matter what you say. Boom.
Look, we're fed up to the teeth.
I'd rather be dead than
kneeling down to Dahlke.
But nobody likes a wildcat, Benjy.
How are you going to keep
news like that from the jury?
What else can it do but hurt?
- Look.
We are hurt already. We're bleeding.
I saw that Tilly Moore come out of
Solly's place with my own two eyes.
And that lawyer makes
me out a crummy liar.
Okay, we lost a point.
That's not the whole ballgame.
That court isn't going to help us.
We'll handle it in our own way.
Look, Benjy. You can strike any
time you want. Who can stop you?
I am asking you to hold off.
We still got Tony Vosnick
and Madge to testify.
And as of right now we got Cook
and his thugs up for murder...
And we can take them
all the way to the chair.
Let's do it legal, huh?
Then if it doesn't work, do it your way.
You need Madge, yeah?
You might try her cousin's
place in Brooklyn.
Come on.
Anybody home?
Anybody here?
I am looking for Madge Pitts.
Nobody here by that name.
Benjy Karp said there was.
Who?
- Benjy Karp.
He said she was here.
Oh.
That door there to your left.
Thanks.
Who is it?
Bill Keating.
Come in.
We've been looking all over for you.
I was just going to call you.
- Just? We thought something happened.
Something did.
Solly died.
Yeah. And you said you
were going to testify.
I got upset.
My nerves were snapping
like rubber bands.
I just had to get away.
You could have waited
until after the trial.
I could have. I didn't.
What's the difference?
The difference is you damage the case.
I am sorry. It couldn't be helped.
No?
Look. You have found me and
I am going back with you.
Okay?
- Why did you leave?
That's my business.
It is my business too.
You are my witness.
Look, Madge.
I was told that everyone
in this thing has an angle.
Have you got one?
Why did you leave?
Alright. You want to know?
It is the season.
Peace on earth. Goodwill to men.
Did you ever hear of a jury handing out
a death sentence just before Christmas?
You have stated that when
you found your husband...
Slumped approximately
here in the stairway...
You said to him: 'Solly, Solly'.
Alright.
Now, please tell the court exactly what
your husband then said to you in reply.
He said: 'Cockeye did it'.
'Cockeye Cook and two of his meatballs'.
Thank you.
Yours.
Mrs Pitts, I trust you are feeling well
enough for this examination?
We know the ordeal you've been through.
Don't worry about me.
Just worry about them.
Mrs Pitts, do you recall that a
patrolman arrived at the scene...
Just a few moments after the shooting?
Yes.
Did you tell him what you just
told us your husband said?
No.
You rode to the hospital
with your husband...
And there were met by Police Captain
Connors and another officer.
Is that correct?
- Yes.
Did you tell them?
No.
An hour or so later Mr Keating
and Lieutenant Vosnick arrived.
Did you tell them at that time?
Yes.
Lady, I believe you
misunderstood my question.
Immediately upon their
arrival did you tell them?
No.
What happened was this, wasn't it?
You and Lieutenant Vosnick went aside...
To converse out of
earshot of the others.
Right?
- That's right.
I just want to be accurate.
Then, after your private
conversation with the Lieutenant...
You decided to tell
Mr Keating your story.
Alright. I don't remember
exactly how it happened.
I won't lie about anything Solly said.
What would I be if I lied...
Mrs Pitts, I must caution
you to be only responsive.
That's quite alright, Your Honor.
Mrs Pitts has put an
interesting question.
Perhaps we should endeavour to find
out just what kind of a person she is.
We offer in evidence a complaint filed
in Recorders Court, Hoboken, New Jersey.
Charging Mrs Pitts of uttering
loud and indecent language.
Objection. It is being collateral.
I will allow it.
- Thank you.
And is it not true you were fined
for using boisterous language?
3 or 4 men were arguing.
It was a Sunday.
Did you ever hear of the
Little Paradise Club in Hoboken?
Yes.
- What is it?
It's a sort-of bar.
- You worked there?
Yes.
- In what capacity?
I was a waitress.
- A waitress?
Or was it rather that you made
a living getting commissions...
When the male customers bought drinks?
- That's right.
And the more drinks they bought
the more commission you got.
Now wait a minute.
That was a long time ago.
Things were tough for me then.
Thank you, lady.
You have eloquently told us just
what kind of a person you are.
Your Honor, I have
finished with the witness.
Let's blow.
- Come on. Wait.
Wait a minute.
The defense calls Mr William Keating.
Mr William Keating please.
Raise your right hand.
You swear to tell the truth, the whole
truth and nothing but the truth?
In the case pending before
this court, so help you God?
I do.
- Take the stand.
You are relatively new to the
Homicide Bureau of the DA's office?
I am.
Naturally, it would be some feather
in your cap to win a case such as this.
Objection.
- Sustained.
Weren't you surprised that someone
as inexperienced as yourself...
Was assigned to try this case?
I suppose.
Wouldn't it be logical to assume that
your chief Mr Rysdale would try it?
Yes.
- Why didn't he?
You will have to ask him.
Is it not a fact that Mr Rysdale,
a man of vast experience...
Did not consider the evidence
strong enough for a conviction?
He does now.
- Now?
I'm talking about before.
No, he did not.
- You argued the matter?
Yes.
- Heatedly?
I suppose I said some
things I didn't mean.
Oh. Then you're an impetuous
young man given to rash behaviour?
Objection.
Sustained. Counsel will confine
himself to the facts of the case.
When Mr Cook was first brought in.
On what did you hold him?
I held him as a material witness.
Is that the usual way to
hold a murder suspect?
No.
Why didn't you hold
Mr Cook on an affidavit?
There wasn't enough evidence then.
- Enough? Or any?
No, Mr Keating.
There wasn't any evidence.
So you held Mr Cook
as a material witness.
Is that legal?
It is standard procedure.
Done every day.
That's not what I asked.
Is it legal?
Technically speaking, no.
Now.
The deceased's first statement.
The one in which he said
Mr Cook did not shoot him.
That was given you when?
The day of the shooting.
And the contradictory statement?
- Two days later.
In that two-day period...
You tried to get Mr Pitts to change his
first statement that cleared Mr Cook?
I did.
- To what avail?
None.
- But two days later.
Suddenly and abruptly he
changed his original statement.
And named the defendants.
- That's right.
Didn't it strike you as strange that he
said one thing to you for two days...
And then suddenly and
abruptly said the opposite?
No.
Did it strike you as strange that Benjy
Karp for days on end said he saw no-one?
And then suddenly said he saw someone?
- No.
Did it strike you as
strange that Mrs Pitts...
Said nothing for at least two
hours after the shooting...
And then accused Mr Cook?
In this case, no.
- No?
Well, sir. I consider it strange.
And I warrant others do too.
Weren't you even curious
as to the reason...
For all of those sudden
and abrupt changes?
I knew the reason.
They decided finally to tell the truth.
No, sir. That was not the reason.
And in short order I will show
just what the reason was.
Your Honor, I ask that the
witness be excused briefly.
I would like to call back a
witness who testified earlier.
With Mr Keating's kind permission.
He has me here. Why doesn't he finish?
The defense may conduct
the examination as it wishes...
Provided no rules of
procedure are breached.
I call Lieutenant Anthony Vosnick.
Lieutenant Anthony Vosnick please.
You are aware that your
earlier oath still holds.
I am.
You were a very close
friend of the deceased?
I was.
He had confidence in you.
- Yes.
And you've been a friend
of Benjy Karp for how long?
15 years.
Are you a friend of Mr Cook
or any of the defendants?
No.
In fact, you are their avowed enemy.
- I'm a cop. They're racket men.
And as racket men, in your
eyes they deserve punishment.
Anyone who commits a
crime deserves punishment.
Quite true.
By the way.
During the investigation did
you talk to Solly Pitts alone?
I did.
Did you talk to Madge Pitts alone?
- Yes.
Benjy Karp too?
- Yes.
Of course, you have written
records of those talks?
No.
No written records at all?
None at all.
Lieutenant, you had many
cases, many witnesses.
You have written records of those cases?
Yes.
In this case however, from beginning
to end you have put nothing in writing.
That's what I said.
Other than what you say now we've no way
to know what you said to those people?
That's right, but you can find...
- Lieutenant.
Do you believe Mr Cook is
innocent of killing Mr Pitts?
Yeah. He is innocent.
The same as he is in
all those other killings.
Other killings?
You mean to say Mr Cook was
convicted of other killings?
I didn't mean that.
Was he ever convicted of any killing?
- No.
Is not a man innocent
until proven guilty?
That's what they say.
Yes. That's what they say.
Therefore, is not Mr Cook innocent
of those killings you mentioned?
I know what I know.
And of course, a racket man
must be punished for his crimes.
I re-call Mr William Keating.
When the decision was first made to
hold Mr Cook as a material witness...
Did you discuss it with
Lieutenant Vosnick?
Yes, but I did want...
- Don't volunteer, sir.
You know the rules.
Now, who was the last
person Mrs Pitts spoke to...
Before she accused Mr Cook
of shooting her husband?
Lieutenant Vosnick.
Now just answer the question.
Who was the officer by himself and alone
had several talks with Benjy Karp...
Before that man named Tilly Moore?
Lieutenant Vosnick.
And who by himself and alone paid
a midnight visit to Solly's hospital?
The very night before he hastily changed
his statement and named the defendants?
Objection. This is
calling for conclusions.
Read the name off the hospital records.
Lieutenant Vosnick.
In other words it was
Lieutenant Vosnick, wasn't it?
That self-styled avenger.
The detective with no records
who staged this entire thing.
It was he, who under bonds of friendship
talked Solly into naming Mr Cook.
And planned this whole detestable
scheme to frame innocent men.
Objection.
- And it was you.
An inexperienced ambitious young man
who became his captive and his dupe.
No more questions.
Come on. Let's get out of here.
The defense rests, Your Honor.
The court adjourns until 2pm.
Bill.
Later, honey.
What about it, Tony?
- Nothing.
Come on, Tony. My paper always treats
you right. Give us a statement?
Wally, some other time.
- Tony.
You should know enough to keep records.
- They were 'off the record' meetings.
I didn't think that...
- You just didn't think.
Well, Howard?
Let's go with your closing argument.
Ladies and gentlemen.
'Reasonable doubt' is no empty phrase.
The law requires, in fact insists,
that these men be set free.
If reasonable doubt exists.
And since we have shown conclusively
the existence of reasonable doubt.
You can return but one verdict.
Not guilty.
Thank you.
Keating, are you ready
with your closing argument?
Ladies and gentlemen of the jury I
must commend counsel for the defense.
He has done a remarkable job.
He made it seem as if the defendants in
this case aren't those 3 men at all.
But Lieutenant Vosnick and myself.
He's done so good a job.
We're all in danger of forgetting
Solly Pitts did name his killers.
That Madge Pitts did hear him name Cook.
And that Benjy Karp did see Tilly
Moore running from the scene.
It is now my duty to sum up the fact
of this case on behalf of the people.
I will be as brief as I possibly can.
First, you must consider the magnificent
courage of Madge and Benjy...
In defying threats and testifying.
If your verdict is acquittal.
What will they go back to
face on the waterfront?
That's something you can guess as well
as I. It's not a pleasant contemplation.
But the counsel for defense
is less interested in that.
Than in having you believe
certain things about me.
He has accused me of being ambitious.
I am.
He has accused me of being brash.
That too is true. I've a big mouth ...
- Objection.
Mr Keating is not permitted to
comment on his own testimony.
I'm not commenting.
I am just stating what's in the record.
There is nothing the record sir
about you having a big mouth.
My apologies.
He's accused me of being inexperienced.
That is in the record.
In that... counsel was most generous.
Why, on occasion I am positively inept.
Objection.
Mr Keating. I am not going to allow
these comments on your testimony.
This is a peculiar situation.
The skilful counsel has accused me
and strangely by rules of procedure...
I am unable to defend.
However.
There is a question I must ask you.
As I have been asking myself.
How can my character...
Or Lieutenant's Vosnick's
method of working...
Possibly affect the facts
of the shooting?
How can they change what happened in
Solly's hallway the morning he was shot?
The defendants did shoot and kill him.
That fact is clear and irrevocable.
And yet.
Madge and Benjy's courage
may go for nothing.
Three guilty men may go free.
Because of my ambition.
My brashness, my inexperience.
But is the waterfront to continue as
a place where murder flourishes...
Unhampered by law?
Is it to remain a
sanctuary for murderers?
The opportunity to change
this rests with you.
You may take that opportunity by...
Returning a verdict
of guilty as charged.
Thank you.
Well?
I haven't seen a jury sit all night
like this since the Jerry McCall case.
I hear Cook and the others have a table
reserved at the Copa for New Year's Eve.
What about it, Keating?
Honey.
Honey, why don't you go home?
I can phone you.
No.
How about some coffee then?
I can send out.
Bill.
Bill.
Benjy and his guys shut down
the pier with the morning shift.
Dahlke?
He stormed out of here
about an hour ago.
You stay here.
- No.
I'll be in touch.
- I'm going with you.
Do what I ask. Tony.
- Yes.
Get the riot squad there
as soon as you can.
Right.
Dahlke is coming in.
Okay.
Okay boys. Okay.
You had your fun.
It took a lot of guts too.
Really okay.
Now, what do you say you
open up the pier, huh?
Alright. I'll forget all about it.
It never happened.
Bygone sis bygones.
Who holds a grudge, huh? Not me.
Only open up the pier, will you?
Benjy boy. Talk to your pals, will you.
Tell them some sense.
Look. Boys.
I'll make Benjy hiring
boss in place of Solly.
Pretty good?
Alright. I'll do even better.
Benjy.
Do you want to be business agent
and park your butt behind a desk?
You got it.
Who says I ain't reasonable?
Only, open up the pier and there
ain't going to be any trouble.
We'll open the pier when
you get out of the union.
That's right.
You guys down there,
don't forget what I said.
You guys down there move up.
Get your signs and move around.
Don't break.
Come on, come on. Keep moving.
You jerks.
You stupid meatheads.
Who do you think you are?
You think you are going to bust up
something that took years to build?
Take your bums.
And get them out of here.
I'll give you one more chance.
One chance.
Open up that pier.
You better get out of here. You're going
to be bloody like the rest of them.
Dear God, we ask your
aid and guidance today.
These men do not like violence
but they must defend themselves.
Grant that I am doing right.
Come on.
Let's go.
Who asked you around here?
Hey, you. I am talking to you.
Keating. We tried to do it
your way like you said.
Now, we must do it ours.
Come on, keep this line going.
What is your problem?
- Go on, beat it.
No-one can make them
work if they don't want to.
They got contracts. Signed.
They work or else.
Alright. Take it up in court.
Who needs it? I got my own way.
Come on, men. Bust 'em.
I'll file a complaint against
every man I can remember.
From where? Back in a coal mine?
That's where they are going to
send you. Now get lost, crumb.
Take your hands off of me.
Sure.
Who wants to get dirty touching dogmeat
who takes orders from a framing cop?
Wait. Take it easy, will you.
Hey Captain. You know me. I'm Al Dahlke.
Yes, I know. Take him in.
Wait a minute. Hey. Hey!
Bill.
It's alright.
Let's go, Bill.
I am sorry.
Let's get back to the courthouse.
[ Radio: ]
"Here is a special news bulletin."
"9:32 am."
"The blue-ribbon jury in the murder
trial of Eddie 'Cockeye' Cook..."
"And Leo Shaker and Tilly Moore."
"Has just returned a verdict
of guilty in the first degree."
"Judge Craiger, in commenting
on this unprecedented verdict."
"Praised prosecutor William Keating
and the District Attorney's office."
"For bringing about one of the greatest
victories for law enforcement..."
"In the history of the
New York waterfront."
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