Hell Bound (1957) - full transcript

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**

Three days ago,
at exactly 0600--

because that is
really not the time,

On February 5, Because
that is really not the date,

This freighter,
which shall be nameless,

sailed from a certain
far-Eastern port.

It's destination:
the port of Los Angeles,

Wilmington, California.

This is fact.

At exactly 15 minutes before,
the freighter reaches a point

inside the breakwater,
for quarantine inspection.



Directly in the path
of the ship's course,

a man is sighted,
and rescued at sea...

Step number one,
in a daring scheme.

This is Accomplice A.

His story is simple--
A small fishing-boat sunk,

no ship to shore equipment
aboard to send out an SOS--

It could happen to anyone.

A lucky thing,
a freighter came along.

The next step
is also very simple.

Routine.

The health officer
goes out to meet the ship.

The anchor is dropped.

Yellow flag goes up-- A warning
to all other ships at sea

that quarantine
has been declared.



This flag stays up until
the vessel is cleared.

Nobody leaves the ship,
nobody comes aboard.

Nobody, that is,
except the health officer.

This is Accomplice B.

Accomplice B goes about
examining the ship--

Inspecting the crew for
any communicable diseases.

When he, himself,
feels suddenly ill.

He manages to complete his
inspection and clear the vessel.

But now he begins
feeling worse.

The incident, actually,
is not out of the ordinary.

Nor even too surprising.

Accomplice B
is a known diabetic.

He wears the special
identification tag worn

by all diabetics, in case
they are ever found in shock.

"I am a diabetic.

"If found unconscious,
Please give me sugar."

Accomplice B assures the captain
that he'll be all right,

if he can just rest
until the ship docks.

The captain will send the launch
back to port without him.

**

Now, Accomplice B
prepares himself.

Checks the time.

While Accomplice A
clocks himself out

for the next planned move.

**

Accomplice A now puts
the scheme into operation.

He creates a diversion.

Smoke.

Fire aboard the ship.

The fire-detector
flashes to life.

Shows where the smoke
is coming from.

An alarm is sent
throughout the ship.

The prearranged signal
Accomplice B has been
waiting for.

He puts the second stage
of the scheme into operation.

No faking this time.

He gives himself a shot,
a deliberate overdose

of insulin, which, in a very
few moments now, will throw him

into a severe state
of induced insulin-shock.

Yes, very real this time.

**

And all the while,
Accomplice A moves through

the ship, making his way
clear down into the hold,

directly to the special
cargo storage container.

**

Accomplice A
does his job well.

Works back to the captain's
cabin with his prize.

And when B is carried
off the ship, the prize
will go with him.

**

(siren blaring )

It is all
beautifully planned.

Timed right down
to the last second.

The ambulance
reaches the dock.

Accomplice C, the nurse,
rushes aboard ship

with the ambulance doctor.

**

His diagnosis:
Insulin-shock.

You can't trick this.

You can't fool a trained eye,
a trained mind.

The victim must be gotten
to the hospital at once.

Accomplice C knows
exactly what to do.

But exactly.

**

(siren blaring)

It's almost all too simple.

Too easy.

This little package,
US Army medical supply,

under US government bond,
one quarter of a
million dollars,

of therapeutic value, on its way
back into the United States.

Passed on to Accomplice D,
who gets the stuff to the boys

on top, who cut it, push it,
throw it on the open market.

The sky's the limit.

Ounces of big, white,
fluffy happy clouds.

Guaranteed delivered,
for just a few 3-cent stamps.

Safe and sound.

After all, who doesn't
trust the mail?

I ran out of money.

Had to play that
last part myself.

Not bad, Jordan.

Only thing, you-you
didn't serve popcorn.

I like popcorn
when I see a movie.

(laughing)

You change those two words
around, Mr. Quantro,

I'll keep you in popcorn
for the rest of your life.

You're a talented fella,
Jordan-- Took courage to do

what you did.

Spend your last buck
on a lot of make believe.

Well, you don't get security
without investment.

So you hired yourself a boat,
and a bunch of actors,

and you made a picture.

Anything went wrong,
you could do it over again.

But, how 'bout when it
comes to the real thing?

The right people,
the real boat.

A real heist.

I've got my finger on
the right people, Mr. Quantro.

I've got the cargo storage
plan of the real boat.

And I know just where to put
my hands on the real thing.

Now, your only
risk is putting up the
money to buy those people.

Mine is to make sure
the real job comes off
right the first time.

If anything goes wrong,
why...

keep the film.

You've got connections,
you could sell it for
a television series.

(chuckling)

(Harry)
When?

When, Jordan?

When, what?

Does the boat dock?

Now, Mr. Quantro,
next you'll be asking,

"What's the name
of the boat?"

and "Who my people are?"

"What hold the stuff's in?"

Now, I tell you all that
Mr. Quantro, why, you
wouldn't need me, would ya?

You know, you oughta add
another word to that: Trust.

Whaddaya say, Paula?

It'll work, Harry.

If Paula says it'll work,
it'll work.

(Paula)
But, um--

But, what?

Don't get touchy,
Mr. Jordan.

I like your whole idea.

I think it's cute.

It's adorable.

I think Harry and his friends'll
make a lot of money.

I was only wondering-- Maybe
it's just a woman's intuition...

But, the nurse--
Who's she going to be?

Oh, the nurse.

Well, if I said it'd
be just like having
our own mother on the job,

the nurse couldn't
be any closer.

My old lady me to the
cops when I was a kid.

It's like Harry just said,
Mr. Jordan.

I think he should
protect his investment.

What is it, Paula?

Well, if I were that nurse,
you'd be sure Mr. Jordan got

that package
to mail to you.

Wouldn't you, Harry?

Paula-- It's like
she's got two heads
on her shoulders.

One of 'em for
just thinking.

Paula's the nurse,
you got yourself a deal.

There's only one thing
I don't like about it.

I didn't happen
to think of it.

(chuckling)

Well, I'll buy the drinks,
we'll discuss the details later.

Mr. Jordan.

I feel so lazy.

Would you help me on
with my shoes, please?

**

(doorbell ringing)

Welcome home.

Oh, uh, sisters under
the skin-- Paula, Jan.

Jan, Paula.

Ever been in
California before?

Nope.

On a clear day you can
take in the whole city.

Oil wells, new convertibles,
night clubs--

Even diamond bracelets
in jewelry-store windows.

I'm sure you'll enjoy
every minute of it.

So old-fashioned.

Well-fed, little fellow.

Just to keep the record
straight, don't let that loose.

You're supposed
to be a nurse.

This whole flat rents
for 70 dollars a month.

Your salary's supposed
to be 100 dollars a week.

I'll remember.

(Jordan)
It'll do.

I have everything arranged.

I'm on vacation.

You're a friend.

You're to take
my place for a week.

You show up tomorrow night,
they'll be expecting you.

Next, Eddie Mason.

The intern that
drives the ambulance.

He's not in on this.

Works the night
shift and weekends to
sweat out an extra buck.

Now the emergency call will
come through to the docks

the morning
the freighter pulls in.

Just as simple as that.

Your credentials.

A first aid book.

Oh, I'll get by.

There isn't any part
of the anatomy I don't know.

Even with my eyes closed.

I, uh, think I can
brief her on the rest.

(door closing)

She the one that's close to
you as your own, uh... mother?

Ah, let's not be
psychological, Paula.

That's what you
told Harry.

Pretend you're
my mother.

Now who's getting
psychological, Jordan?

Let's put it this way--
Let's not be greedy.

Let's you and me just
try to concentrate
on Harry's investment.

For the time being.

Is that all I'm allowed
to concentrate on?

What's the matter, Jordan?

Don't you like
my other head?

I like mine.

I don't wanna die thinkin'
of Harry having it stuffed,

hanging over the mantle
of his fireplace.

Harry's a pig,
and you know it.

You saw how fast he let me
go when he thought

he wasn't going to get
all that was coming to him.

When you thought.

So sue me.

**

You'd better
see a doctor, Jordan,

you've got
a low blood count.

You're wrong, Paula.

I've got no blood.

Now get this
through your head.

Both of 'em.

I didn't ask for you.

I inherited you.

And my only vision of you
nights, when I crawl into bed,

is you handing
over that package.

Next you'll be wanting
a loyalty oath.

Not me.

Harry.

You better put
your shoes on.

**

(train engine chugging)

(distant train whistle)

(distant train whistle)

(car door closing)

(car engine starting)

(man screaming)

(siren blaring)

Relax, you'll get
used to it.

They get outta the way.

(tires squealing)

(siren blaring)

Well, sometimes.

(siren blaring)

How come something like you
picked something like this

for a career?

Drive, Hippocrates.

You've been askin' me about
me since I came on the job.

Next thing I know, you'll be
askin' me up to your place

to see your etchings.

Of an operation.

My place?

(chuckling)

If I had a room for an
etching, I would invite you up.

(siren blaring)

(crowd chattering)

Better come over
here, first.

The mother and father,
they're over there.

Both dead.

The poor kid.

The poor, little kid.

Nothin' we can do here.

Gimme a hand with him.

Cover him up.

Come here.

(crowd chattering)

(ambulance doors closing)

All right, folks,
let's all go home now.

(siren blaring)

**

(tapping)

**

(crying)

**

Hey, we'll have
none a that.

He's dead...

He hadn't even
started to live.

He's dead.

That's right,
he is dead.

Nothin' you or I could
do about it, either.

Five minutes from now,
or five seconds, we're
liable to get another call.

This time to pick up
somebody else who will live.

Only he may be so mangled up
for life that he should be dead.

And you'll ask yourself,
"Where's the justice?"

Please, Eddie, do you have
to talk like that now?

Don't let life or death
rub off on you, if this
is what you wanna do.

You should know that.

But he was only a child.

A baby.

Sure, he was
just a baby, but...

They're no favorites.

(crying)

Hey-hey, what are you?

A nurse, or a woman?

Both.

Because I wear a
starched uniform,

does that make me
any less a woman?

I'll get you
some hot coffee.

**

There's your
Aladdin's lamp, Herbie.

Go on, open it.

Feel it.

Rub your hands over it.

There's a genie inside.

Can put you on
any ship you want.

Sail you all over
the seven seas, take you
anyplace you wanna go.

You can start
livin', Herbie.

You can be free.

Sure.

You can have
anything you want.

Anything money can buy.

I guess I had you
figured wrong.

(pounding glass)

Did I say "No?"

Don't be a genie-giver,
my friend.

Hey, Chiquita!

Bring me and my genie-friend
another drink.

Now take it easy, Herbie.

You'll be having to take another
shot of insulin as a chaser

in a minute.

Aren't you
the lucky one?

And isn't it ironical, that I
grow up to be a health officer?

Hm?

Me-- Poor, sick,
diabetic Herbert Fay?

The "sick as a dog"
Herbert.

A health officer.

And aren't you
the lucky one?

The day I collapse
and go into shock,

and the call goes just to the
right emergency hospital.

Now who figures he's got
himself just the right thing

at the right time?

What's your
message, Herbie?

Everybody's got
different tastes.

Some like 'em thin,
some like 'em fat.

Now you take this
little genie here.

I think he's too thin.

(laughing)

I like nice fat genies!

Sure.

I'll see that he
puts on more weight.

That's kind and
generous, my friend.

How 'bout that drink?

Sure, sure.

You and I are staying close
together, little genie.

From now on,
no more dreams.

No more dreams
to keep you awake,

feeling drained,
empty, alone.

From now on, you're
gonna change all that.

Aren't ya,
little genie?

(chuckling)

(foghorn blowing)

(punching and groaning)

(Stanley)
Who are you?

You pull me outta bed,
and bring me down here,

and start beating me up?

(punching)

Ah!

(punching)

Ah!

(groaning)

(punching)

Ooh!

Ah!

(punching)

All right, butcher boy--
you made up your mind yet?

(Stanley)
You're crazy!

I don't know how ya are,
but you're crazy!

I don't know who you are,
but I sure found out.

Takes a lot of
convincing!

(punching)

Change your mind,
butcher boy!

Or you're gonna scorch.

You're gonna
scorch to a crisp.

(panting)

I won't do it.
I won't do it.

I won't--
(punching)

(woman on tape)
She had a crush on him.

My sister gave
him all her love.

He took it.

(Stanley)
Helen--
Helen's sister!

You got a good memory,
butcher boy.

And Helen's sister,
she's very cooperative.

She hates ya.

(woman on tape)
And then he turned around

and he killed that love.

With his own two hands,
he destroyed it.

And left her dead inside.

Like a tree with roots,
ripped and torn.

He told her surgery
was the only way.

Now she's dead.

(punching)

Don't go yet, butcher boy--
I want ya to hear all of it.

(groaning)

(woman on tape)
The police know
how it happened.

The autopsy
proved that.

She made her mistake,
and she paid for it.

But he's still walkin'
around free somewhere--

Yeah, you're gonna pay,
too, butcher boy.

The way
you killed her.

Your kinda surgery, that's
the dirtiest kinda murder.

No, please!

I've been eatin' myself
alive ever since.

I've paid!

I paid.

(woman on tape)
I looked everywhere,
from one end to the other.

There was no trace--

(Stanley)
I'll-I'll make it up!

(punching and groaning)

(woman on tape)
I'll give anything
to see him suffer.

(banging)

I got another tape just
like that, butcher boy.

Same voice,
same words, same sister.

Now just remember
everything I told ya.

Where to be,
when to be there.

Butcher boy.

All right.

I'll do it.

I'll do it.

(crying)

I'll do it.

(crying)

(crying)

**

Daddy.

I've been all over
town, I've been tryin'
to find you all night!

I need help.

Please, Daddy,
I need help.

I'm in trouble.

So?

I need help.

I'm not your mother.

Daddy, please,
I'm in terrible shape.

I've got to have help.

You just come off
the farm.

What kind of cure
they give you there?

It was all right.
I kicked it.

Something happened,
something-- Something personal.

Don't ever do that.

**

I'm sick.

You're a sick risk.

Keep their eyes
on guys like you.

They got their bloodhounds
roamin' around,

ready to give
out one loud bark,

the minute they smell you
goin' back on the stuff.

That makes me hot.

Then I got to dig
in the sewers, and stay
there 'till things cool.

That won't happen.

You can trust me.

"That won't happen.

"You can trust me."

Please, Daddy.
I got to have some--

Shut up.

I want to enjoy this.

**

Bail me out.

Cost you
to get sick once.

To get well,
twice as much.

All right.

You got it with you?

Yes.

Put it in the napkin.

**

(fingers snapping)

Coffee.

**

Take two packets
of sugar.

It'll steady
your nerves.

**

(applause)

**

(phone ringing)

Herbert Fay.

Uh-huh.

Uh, no, no, it's, uh, it's
the Kobayash, out of Yokohama.

Berth 24.

I'm just going there now
to clear from quarantine.

That's quite all right--
No trouble at all.

(distant foghorn)

(distant foghorn)

**

Mr. Fay, you all right?

Who?

What'd you say?

You don't look
so good, Mr. Fay.

You sure
you're not sick?

This analysis I just
ran showed a big change.

Is that, uh,
good or bad?

Good.

Your blood-sugar
levels shot way up.

I want you off all
insulin for a week.

See what happens.

You what?

Just cut out taking your
insulin shots, Mr. Fay.

But--

But what, Mr. Fay?

I-I-I don't
understand.

What happens if-if
I do take a shot?

Well, as I said, if your
condition keeps improving,
as indicated,

insulin could throw
you in shock again.

There's one danger.

The strain could
produce a heart attack.

But, you don't have
those worries now.

You're one of
the lucky ones.

Yeah.

I'm one of the lucky ones.

(doorbell)

Just a minute!

(doorbell)

(chuckling)

Wow, you are stuck up.

Well, help.

Careful now, a girl
can split her clavicle

trying to squeeze herself
into anything this way.

Don't get personal.

I'm just
being clinical.

Thanks.

Anytime.

Anytime, what?

Anytime you feel like
splitting your clavicle again,

it'd be a pleasure
to help.

Come on, let's eat.

Oh, Eddie, you shouldn't
have spent all that money.

Oh, don't worry.
I'll collect your share.

I'm proud
but I'm practical.

Plates, please.

Ham sandwiches, mmm.

They're beginning to
give me a neurosis.

And what's wrong
with ham sandwiches?

For the poor people.

So pretend the caraway
seeds are caviar.

(chuckling)

Your champagne,
Ms. Nightengale.

God bless.

Mmm, delicious.

From contended cows,
since 1926.

One of the best years,
of course.

Oh, definitely.

Now, some people prefer
skim instead of homogenized.

And then there's people
who like pure pasteurized.

Now, personally, I get
my kicks from straight alcohol,

with just a dash
of peach flavoring.

Oh, you fool.

Paula?

Do you think
I can make it?

You'll make it, Eddie.

You'll make it good.

I know you will.

Sometimes I wonder.

When everything inside
me starts flippin'.

Big responsibility, watching
over other peoples' lives.

Maybe I'm just trying
to talk myself out of
it now, I don't know.

If I starve enough, maybe
I'll change my mind.

I don't wanna settle for
being one of the charmed boys,

on the better side of town,
running a prescription palace.

No, there's a big shortage
of these in the world,

and I wanna use 'em.

They're all I know
how to think with.

Good, strong hands,
Eddie.

Don't ever be
afraid to use them.

You know, I got so
wrapped up, I forgot to
tell you the good news.

They're gonna let me assist at
surgery at the clinic tomorrow.

Oh, that's wonderful!

This big worried
speech I just made,

I guess maybe
I'm a little scared.

Oh, Eddie.

**

Hey, you know somethin'?

Your friend, Jan?

Her letting you fill in
for her while she's gone,

is the best vacation
she ever had.

(doorbell)

I hope I'm not
breaking anything up.

I was just getting ready for
work, if it isn't important.

I'm just passing by.

I'll wait for ya,
downstairs.

I'll be right down,
Eddie.

Cozy twosome.

Hey, that Eddie,
nice lookin' boy.

What are you doing, playing
watch-dog for Harry?

Oh, don't go on the
defensive, Paula.

Harry's my angel, but your
private life is your own.

It's the day
after tomorrow.

Saturday-Saturday
morning, at 10:00.

At 10:00 the boat's
due to dock.

That emergency call will come
through in plenty of time.

Now, After that, after it's
all over, before you go East...

Then, I'd like to
congratulate you.

Sorry about
the other night, Stanley.

Pushing you
around like that.

Sometimes we all have to
do things we don't like to do.

I know.

No hard feelings?

No.

Good, I'll make it up
to you, like I promised.

After it's all over.

Sure.

Got everything
fixed in your mind?

About tomorrow?

Got the boat
layout clear?

The cargo storage plan?

I burned it.
Like ya said.

Well, that's it then,
Stanley.

You, uh, unlock that stuff,
get it where it's supposed

to go, just like unlocking
a prison door for yourself.

Walk out a free man.

Helen's sister's voice--
it's all yours.

And you, I never saw
you before in my life.

Don't lose
that key, Stanley.

Hold it tight.

Now, if I'd
been you, standing
there looking at me...

I don't know if
I'd a jumped or pushed.

(distant fog horn)

**

(knocking)

A Mr. Natas of Western
Pharmaceutical, is here
to see you.

Who?

Mr. Natas.

Oh, yes,
have him come in.

You can come
in now, Mr. Natas.

(distant foghorn)

Mr. Fay.

I, uh, thought
I'd come by, and...

wish ya luck.

You're a very lucky
fella, Herbie.

Say what you have to say,
then get out.

Now, Herbie, is that
the way to talk?

You know, ever since I
first saw you I've been
feeding your genie.

Fattening him up.

I'd say by tomorrow night,
when he comes to sea,

he should be just
about your size.

A nice, fat little genie.

You finished?

Relax, Herbie.

You look a little pale.

Now get to bed
early tonight.

I want you to be fresh,
full of vitality tomorrow,

so you can do a good job.

I'm counting on it.

Oh, I, uh...
I almost forgot.

It's for you.

Compliments of
Western Pharmaceutical.

(distant foghorn)

(door closing)

(glass breaking)

**

Eddie, about
the other night.

The man who was here--

I don't wanna know
about him.

I've got to tell you--

I don't wanna hear.

But it's not
what you think.

Look, Paula,
we're not kids anymore--
I don't care-- I love you.

I've got to tell you.

Maybe at first, when he first
walked in, I was a little hurt.

Eddie, listen to me.

No, I won't listen.

What you did yesterday, the day
before that, it doesn't matter.

To-tomorrow's what
I'm interested in.

You, and me, and tomorrow.

About tomorrow, Eddie,
I got to tell you.

Don't tell me,
I'll tell you.

Tell me what, Eddie?

That I love you.

I love you, too, Eddie.

**

Oh, Eddie.

Just call me plain,
crazy, old fashioned.

But I want things to
be good with us, Paula.

Good the right way.

If you don't mind ham on rye
for a couple of centuries,

I wanna marry you.

No, don't say
anything now.

I want you to be sure,
awfully sure.

'Cause for a long time
things won't come easy.

I don't want you
ever to be sorry.

Good-night.

**

(crying)

**

(doorbell)

Eddie!

Eddie?

No.

It isn't Eddie.

Where you going?

I wanted to pack now.

To be ready to get out,
after tomorrow.

Can't wait to hurry
back to Harry, huh?

Loyalty.

(slapping)

Oh!

That's what I like,
loyalty.

Smart, loyal Paula.

(slapping)

Got her heart and soul wrapped
up in only one thing: Harry!

And Harry's investment.

Doing everything she can to
protect Harry's investment.

Ain't that right, Paula?

Sure, sure that's right-- you
even said so yourself, remember?

"If I was that nurse,
"you'd be sure Mr.
Jordan "got that package

"to mail to you,
"wouldn't ya, Harry?"

(slapping)

(whimpering)

You know what
I think?

I'll tell ya
what I think.

I think ya took
your shoes off.

Only this time you thought you
could step out of 'em and run.

No, Jordan, Eddie
doesn't know anything--
not about you, me,

tomorrow, anything!

Eddie, huh?

Yeah, it had to be Eddie.

I thought I saw him in
your eyes the other night,
when I looked at ya,

but I couldn't be sure.

Came by tonight to set
things straight for tomorrow,

and I saw his car
outside and I waited.

Yeah.

I see him now.

Just by lookin' at ya.

All right, I was packing
to leave-- Now, alone.

Eddie asked me
to marry him.

Congratulations.

Not the kind
I planned to give you.

(slapping)

I'll do 'till something
better comes along.

You don't believe anything
honest could hit people, do you?

You couldn't understand
why I had to leave Eddie,

why I couldn't marry him.

I'll tell you
what I understand.

I understand the weeks, months,
waiting for tomorrow to come.

Plans I made.

The sweating-- yeah, even
the prayers I prayed

that nothing
would go wrong.

And I'll tell ya
something else.

I begged, borrowed, and
grabbed every penny

I could get my hands
on to promote your Harry.

I killed a man after he
gave me what I wanted.

I blackmailed another man
to let him save his own life.

I used another man's life
to let him live his life.

I even loved a woman.

I did all that
just for tomorrow!

Well, have your
tomorrow, Jordan.

But let me out.

Let me get out,
get away from here.

Yeah, wouldn't
that be smart?

I love Eddie.

I love him enough to get out
of his life, just stay out!

And I believe ya.

But what about tomorrow?

Suppose you wake up
with a conscience?

(panting)

No.

No, Jordan, no one
will ever know.

I won't tell anyone.

I won't tell, I won't tell,
I won't tell--

(gasping)

(crying)

That's right, Paula.

You won't tell anyone.

(gasping)

(telephone ringing)

(telephone ringing)

(telephone ringing)

(telephone ringing)

So forgive my elegy.

People with a conscience.

(telephone ringing)

(telephone ringing)

**

(Jan)
You said you were
gonna call last night.

(exhaling)

Or, maybe you've
been too busy?

I want you to go to the
hospital tomorrow morning,

in her place.

Mason asks any questions,
you don't know anything.

Why mustn't
I know anything?

She called ya,
said she couldn't make it.

But that doesn't tell
me where you've been,

or why you haven't
seen me.

Look, I'll be down
at the docks myself.

Make sure you get that
stuff to me before you

take off in
the ambulance with Fay.

Take it from him
while on board ship.

Go to the cabin.

Is she tired,
darling?

Doesn't like to get up
so early in the morning?

Or maybe she's
just gone to bed.

You got a
suspicious nature.

That's right, I have.

And suddenly your
whistle is off-key.

I don't think so.

See how this sounds.

Oh, darling, darling.

I've missed you so.

**

She didn't say
anything at all to you?

Nothing.

And you were with
her last night?

Yeah.

I still don't get it.

What she tell ya?

She called, said she
wouldn't be on the job today,

tomorrow, farewell,
period.

Just like that?

Just like that.

She didn't say why, where she'd
be, or where she was going?

She didn't say.

I tried to phone her
last night, after I left,

and didn't get
any answer.

I tried a few minutes
later, still no answer.

What time was that?

About two 2:30
this morning.

**

(boat motor humming)

(splashing)

This fella we picked up,
before you boarded,

seemed to be suffering
from severe exposure.

Mind having a look at him?

Ah, yes, I'll check
before I leave.

Well, you better
pour this in to ya.

You'll shiver your
insides loose.

I'm getting so cold.

I need something.

Now drink your tea, it'll
make ya feel better.

Please.

You've-you've gotta
help me.

I need something.

Yeah, sure, sure, son.

Sure you won't
have a drink?

I seen 'em board
some beautiful stuff,

just before we cleared
the last port.

No thanks,
next time.

Now, uh, what about this
man you wanted me to see?

What's a matter?

Don't know.

I feel funny.

Anything I can do?

Must be one
of my spells.

It'll pass.

If I can just lay down
for awhile.

Well, stay aboard
'till we dock.

I'll send
the tender back.

Thanks.

Now, if you'll help
me off my coat.

Yeah.

Mr. Fay, you can
just use my bunk.

Thank you.

**

Now, here.

Here, take a sip of this.

**

The man we picked up
on the raft--

He's violent,
he's headed for the hold.

(alarm sounding)

**

(alarm sounding)

**

(crying)

(key clattering on floor)

**

(indistinct chatter)

I need-I need help.

(pounding)

Daddy, please,
I need help.

Daddy!

Daddy, let me in!

Daddy, please,
I'm sick.

Give--
just give me something.

Something, Daddy!

I need help!

Daddy!

(crying)

Daddy, ple-- No!

Let me-- Daddy!

Daddy, help me!

Daddy, please!

No, no, no, Daddy!

I'm sick, I'm sick!

**

(siren blaring)

(siren blaring)

(distant siren)

Take your pick, doc--
a dead one, or a raving one.

(siren blaring)

You Eddie Mason?

Yeah.

Just came over
cable for ya.

What goes on,
whaddaya want with me?

Relax, Miss,
where's Jordan?

Jordan?

Hello?

Is this 408?

(woman on phone)
Yes.

I'm Eddie Mason,
I got a message to call.

(woman on phone)
Just a minute, please.

Hello?

(Eddie)
Paula?

Eddie.

Eddie, darling,
are you all right?

Well, sure
I'm all right.

What about you?

Oh, Eddie,
I love you so much.

I love you, too.

I'm comin' over,
right now.

Bye, baby.
Oh, I love ya.

Well, let's go then.

The other girl gave
us the whole bit.

We'll find him.

The "other girl?"

Yes, the other girl.

Jordan!

Jordan!

Catch him!

Jordan!

Jordan!

Jordan!

Stop!

**

(engines starting)

**

(sirens blaring)

**

(train rumbling)

**

(sirens blaring)

(metal crashing)

(metal clanging)

(metal crashing)

**