Vice Raid (1959) Movie Script

[MALE NARRATOR] The most

lucrative faces of crime are

divided into three parts.

Narcotics, gambling

and prostitution.

All three are under the

control of one organization,

a huge octopus called

the syndicate,

whose dirty tentacles reach

into every dark and corrupt

corner of the country.

But the most difficult for law

enforcement agencies to police

is the racket involving women,

because it operates under many

names and many camouflauges.

- Who's the girl, Muggsey?

- Well, hello, Sergeant.

[STAMMERING] She's just some

gal I met on the bus.

Good-bye, honey,

it was nice meeting you.

I'll see you around sometime.

Sergeant Brandon, Vice Squad.

My partner, Sergeant Dunton.

Where are you from, miss?

Dallas, why?

You know what happens

to transporters, Muggsey?

Transporters?

What are you talking about?

We just met on the bus.

What is this?

Transporting a female you're

not married to across a state

line is a federal offense.

Now listen, you.

I'm a respectable model.

Here. If you don't

believe it just take a look.

Better close it.

You're liable to catch cold.

Who are you bringing her

in for, Muggsey?

I tell you, Sergeant,

you got this all wrong.

Ain't he, doll?

All right, Muggsey, I'm gonna

give you a break.

Tell us whose payroll you're

on and we'll forget it's

a federal rap.

I don't know what you're

talking about.

I'll tell you what I'm

talking about. The five years

you're gonna get.

And your protection won't do

you any good with the

federal boys, you know that.

Well, what do you say?

- He'll kill me.

- Who will?

I can't! I can't!

I guess we might as

well take him down to the

Federal Bureau, let...

Wait.

If I spill, will you keep it

quiet long enough for me to

put some distance behind me?

You got a deal.

But what do I do?

Put him in the car. I'll buy

her a ticket back home.

Where she belongs.

How do you know?

You ain't never seen my home.

[QUIETLY] Go on, get out of

here. Run. Go on! Run!

Stop!

Slug made a break for it. I

hollered at him to stop but I

guess he was just too scared.

All right, folks, let's clear

out of here. Come on.

BRANDON: For a couple of

minutes I thought we had

the inside

on all these broads flooding

this town.

If only the poor jerk hadn't

decided to make a run for it.

Ah, we should've known

he'd be too scared to spill.

Aren't they all?

Do you ever try and figure how

many blanks we've drawn?

Every time we think we've come

up with something, we wind up

right back where we started.

Staring at a blank wall.

Vince Malone's a smart operator.

If it is Malone.

It's gotta be Malone.

He's behind every other big

operation in this town.

Gambling, numbers, dope.

You name it and he's got his

dirty finger in it.

Chief.

He's come up with a new racket

that will knock your head off.

What's that?

Public relations girls.

What?

These are broads Malone farms

out to businessmen or

entertain out-of-town buyers.

Some of the big corporations

put these broads under

yearly contract.

Pay them $25,000 or more.

[SNIGGERS]

Always some new angle.

With an operation as big as

Malone's, we can't even get

a line on him.

I think maybe this new racket

might give me something.

I'm going to try shaking down

one of his phony

model agencies.

Okay.

Stay with it.

Can I see him? It's important.

Eddie would like to see you,

Mr. Malone.

- He says it's important.

- Send him in.

- Muggsey was just killed.

- What?

- Muggsey?

- Yeah, he was one of our

transporters.

He was caught by two V-men

bringing in a trick

from Dallas.

They threw a scare in him and

he was gonna talk.

One of the V-men shot him.

Well, that doesn't make sense.

The V-man that shot him was

a cop, Ben Dunton.

He's on our payroll.

Now it makes sense.

What happened to the broad?

She was shipped back home.

By that cop that's been giving

us all the trouble.

Brandon?

- You tried to reach him?

- Sure, I had one of our boys

make a contact.

And?

Brandon worked him over.

Told him if he ever came

around again he'd finish

the job.

Every week I pay out a fortune

for protection.

To make sure there will be

no trouble with any of

my operations.

So what happens.

One lousy cheap cop that I

can put in my pocket with

small change

starts giving me headaches.

Always there's some fly

in the ointment.

This Brandon is one fly

that I'd like to step on.

Don't be so fast to step on

people. Especially cops.

- Phil?

- Yeah.

I want you to get in touch

with Marty in Detroit.

- Tell him to send me a girl

here for a job.

- Any, uh, particular girl?

One of his best.

She has to look sharp and

have something up here.

- Otherwise she's no good

to me.

- Okay.

NARRATOR: Five days later,

the girl selected by the

Detroit branch

of the crime syndicate arrived.

I'm Carol Hudson. I just

got in from Detroit.

Oh yes, we've been expecting you.

NARRATOR: Waiting for

her at a new agency which had

been set up to serve

as a trap for Sergeant Brandon

was Vince Malone.

Miss Hudson, from Detroit.

You Mr. Malone?

One of my boys, Phil Evans.

Marty told me you had a job

for me here.

- Get up.

- Huh?

Get up.

Now walk.

Now walk away.

What do you think?

I think it's too good for a cop.

All right. Sit down.

Did I pass?

My thermometer just broke.

What do you want me for?

- Leaving yourself wide open...

- Shut up, Phil!

We want you to take care of a cop.

- Take care of a...

- You'll frame him.

Oh.

Look, Mr. Malone.

I've been in the business

a couple years now

and I've always managed

to stay out of trouble.

I'd like to keep it that way.

Now, you just listen to me

and there will be no trouble.

Do you know anything about me?

- Oh, I've heard a lot about

you in Detroit, Mr. Malone.

- Good.

Then you should know that all

my girls are well-protected.

It costs me, but it's worth it.

To me and to them.

Nobody pushes them around.

What's in it for me?

This frame is very important

to me.

You pull it off and I'll take

good care of you.

Better than you ever did

with Marty.

Okay, Mr. Malone.

I take care of the cop,

you take care of me.

Phil.

Go with her over to the place

you got for her.

You'll hear from me when

I'm ready.

Okay, baby, let's go.

Great decorating job.

Probably early skid row.

You're supposed to be a

hard-working model who just

got into town

and is punching for a buck.

I stashed this in here when I

rented the joint.

I thought maybe a bottle

might come in handy.

You've got big ideas, haven't you?

- Haven't you?

- Not for you, sonny.

Out.

I got nowhere to go.

I said out!

I didn't hear Malone say this

was part of the deal.

Time to make it a part.

Sort of like a bonus.

Sonny, you couldn't afford

my kind of bonus.

Okay, let's cut out this

Amateur Night in Dixie stuff.

Yeah, well, we'll cut it

and auditions.

I gave one for Malone.

I passed.

I'm not giving anymore.

So get out of here before

I call Malone.

Just what are you holding out for?

I was hired to get a cop

out of Malone's hair.

Not to get you out of mine.

Now blow, sonny.

NARRATOR: Malone knew

that Sergeant Brandon was

conducting

an undercover investigation

in an effort to identify the

model agencies

run by the syndicate.

He also knew that it was just

a matter of time

before Brandon would come to

the Star Model Agency.

Go here at 5:00.

When Brandon did arrive,

Malone's men were ready and

the trap was set.

Yes, sir?

I'm a photographer.

I need a model for some

art studies I'm doing.

Well, you're lucky,

we have a new girl.

She's not too experienced

but she's willing to learn.

Because of that the rate will

only be $25 an hour.

This is her photo. As you see

she's 36-22-36.

Well, she looks like just what

I need. Could she come up

tonight about 8:00?

I'm sure she can.

Name and address, please.

Uh, James Harper.

That's room 402.

Hastings Hotel.

That's just off 9th.

- All right. Carol will be

there at 8:00.

- Good.

Oh, and we take the money

in advance, please.

Oh, yes.

$25 you said?

SECRETARY: Thank you.

- And call anytime.

- Sure.

NARRATOR: Brandon had taken

the bait.

Evans immediately phoned

Vince Malone to tell him that

the frame was in progress.

Hoping to secure evidence

against the prostitution

racket run by the syndicate,

Sergeant Brandon,

posing as a photographer,

kept his rendezvous with

Carol Hudson in room 402 at

the Hastings Hotel.

He has no way of knowing

that the girl was there

to frame him.

- I'm ready for you.

- I can see that.

Say, you really know what

you're doing, don't you?

My profession.

You know, there were a couple

of times that some of the

fellas I posed for

didn't even have

film in their cameras.

I guess you meet all types

in your business, huh?

How do you want me?

What have you got in there?

Swimsuit and pajamas,

you can take your pick.

Swimsuit will do fine.

Here, you can change in here.

I'll only be a minute.

Where are you from?

DeButte. That's in Iowa.

Yeah, I know.

[CHUCKLES] Most people don't.

They always say,

"What's state's that in?"

How did you get here?

Well, I saw an ad.

And I wrote away and they

wrote back and well,

it's a long story.

Say, why is it everybody

always wants to know how come

I got into this business?

Curiosity, I guess.

How long you been in town?

Just a few days.

Will, uh, this do?

It'll do. Yeah.

Now...

Well, now, for the first one,

suppose you stand with

one knee on the chair.

Like this, all right?

That's good.

Now straighten your leg. Good.

Now try it with your hand,

left hand up.

No, I don't like that.

Put it down.

And then tip your head up

a little.

There, that's good.

What's the rush?

I've only got you for an hour.

You got a date afterwards?

- Well, no, but...

- Neither have I.

So let's both relax a little.

You got a drink?

- Just Scotch.

- Well, that'll help.

[GIGGLES]

Mmm. You know, I like you.

Well, thanks but...

- The hour will be up pretty

soon and...

- How about a dance first?

Maybe that'll help you to relax.

All right.

You know, I wouldn't mind

spending a couple hours here

if I could afford it.

Isn't the agency paying?

Yes, but I only get half of

that $25 you gave them.

You have no idea how much

money a girl needs in a

strange town.

- I can imagine.

- I'm up to here with all sorts

of bills.

So, if you could spare a

little extra,

I could keep it for myself.

And the agency wouldn't know

a thing about it.

And I'd pose for you as long

as you wanted.

Well, how about $20?

Would that be enough?

If that's all you can spare.

That's all.

You're nice.

You wanna dance some more?

Yeah.

Right down to police headquarters.

Put your things in,

you're sleeping out tonight.

- Vice Squad.

- So what?

Ask a judge.

Go in there and put your

things on. Go ahead or I'll

put them on for you.

NARRATOR: A few days later,

Sergeant Brandon was summoned

to Captain Brennan's office.

Sit down.

You, uh, know Mr. Marshall

from the

City Prosecutor's Office.

- Certainly. How are you, sir?

- Sergeant.

That girl you arrested.

What's her name?

Carol Hudson.

What about her?

She claims you made

advances to her, Sergeant.

- Did she?

- After which you threatened to

book her on a morals charge

if she didn't give you $100.

Sergeant, that is both

extortion and entrapment.

Why, that pig.

She asked me for money.

Can you prove it?

Well, no, of course not, but...

This is just like all the

other cases, you know.

All it usually takes is the

testimony of the

arresting officer.

Usually, but not this time.

I smelled a rat when she

wouldn't plead guilty and

pay her fine,

like most of them do.

- I'm dropping this case.

- We can't.

Charges of this sort are

very serious, Sergeant.

I don't know what she's

trying to pull,

but I am clean.

I want to believe that.

But the department will

have to investigate.

It'll be turned over to the

Division of Internal Affairs,

after which you'll be

brought up before the Board.

Okay.

This will be a big waste

of everybody's time.

I hope so, Sergeant.

For your sake and for ours,

I hope so.

NARRATOR: The syndicate had

done its work well.

They had planted legitimate

background for

Carol Hudson.

It withstood the severest

questioning.

And the girl was proving that

the syndicate had not

been wrong in selecting her.

Then I came out in my swimsuit

like he asked me to.

All ready to pose for him.

Instead he asked me to have

a drink with him.

Then he asked me to dance.

- Did you?

- Oh no, sir.

I said I was a model,

not his girlfriend.

That I was up there on business.

What did Sergeant Brandon do then?

He got very mad.

He slapped me.

That's when he told me he

was with the Vice Squad.

And that I better come across

with $100 or he'd run me in.

Then what did you do?

I didn't know what to do.

I was almost tempted to pay it.

But then I decided I couldn't

let him intimidate me.

I just couldn't.

Or I'd be no better than

what he said I'd be

accused of.

That's when he arrested me.

Thank you, that will be all.

Will Sergeant Ben Dunton come

to the chair?

And Whitey told me to wait in

the car for him

in case he made an arrest.

What happened when he

brought Miss Hudson down

to the car?

Did she say anything to you?

Yes, sir.

I heard her say that she

wasn't going to be intimidated

by him.

Did you hear anything else?

Yes, sir.

Whitey... That is,

Sergeant Brandon,

told her to keep her mouth

shut if she knew what was

good for her.

Did you ask Sergeant Brandon

anything about this?

Yes, sir.

- Later when we were alone.

- Well, what did he say?

He said not to pay attention

to her.

That she was a dope.

And that he'd given her a

chance to clear herself

but she wouldn't take it.

I see.

Did anything of this nature

ever occur before?

Yes, sir.

Lots of times.

Why didn't you say anything

to your superiors about this,

Sergeant?

I couldn't.

Whitey was my friend.

Ben, you lying...

Sit down.

You mean you're gonna

let it go just like that?

You're letting them make

suckers out of you and me.

And the whole force!

The committee didn't see it

that way, Whitey.

The evidence said you were guilty.

But you know my record.

What do you think?

Look, I'm a cop.

I work for a salary just like

any other cop.

I'm not being paid to judge you.

I asked you a question.

What difference does it make

what I think.

You mean you might get your

hands dirty by admitting

the truth?

- You know better.

- And you know that I

was railroaded!

Okay, Brennan. You keep

your hands clean.

I won't bother you anymore.

- Whitey.

- Hello, friend.

All right, now you know about me.

Yeah. Now I know.

Now I know a lot of things.

Such as how

we got fouled up so

many times.

How long were you

on their payroll?

Since we made Vice.

Six years!

Okay. Look, Ben,

so you took their juice.

But I was your partner for

six years.

Your friend!

Ben, how could you help them

bust me? How?

I had no choice. It was either

you or me.

You mean you were

so money hungry that

you jumped the fence?

You think it's easy to send

three boys to college on a

cop's salary?

And the only other thing

that you could do is

stick out your hand?

Yeah!

Now I can't sleep nights.

When the phone rings I don't

know whether it's headquarters

or the organization.

They got me caught but good.

Like I had a ring through my nose.

You know, you could go to

the Captain. And clear me.

I thought about it.

But they'd kill the wife and kids.

[SIGHS]

If you're thinking of telling

the Captain about this...

Don't.

I'd just deny I said it.

I'd tell him you were trying

to get even with me

for testifying against you.

That figures.

- Can I go now?

- Yeah.

You can go.

I hope you can sleep nights.

[BUZZER RINGS]

It's open.

-You did a good job.

A real good job.

-Thanks.

I got a proposition for you.

I've had propositions before.

Not like this one.

You, uh, like money, don't you?

If I'd wanted glory I'd have

joined the WACs.

How do you feel about me?

Well, you're a big wheel.

I respect you.

Save that respect for your

congressman. That isn't

what I mean.

Suppose you tell me

just what you mean.

How would you like to go

on my personal payroll?

How personal?

Well?

That's pretty personal.

You won't have to float anymore.

And the personal payroll?

More than you ever saw in Detroit.

And you get to keep what you get.

You don't have to split

with anybody.

I guess I ought to feel flattered.

Everybody knows that I give

for what I get.

But you go on my payroll,

you don't horse around

with anybody else.

I buy everything.

Including loyalty.

That makes us even.

I give what I get, too.

Yeah, they told me you were sharp.

You've got it where it counts.

I could use somebody to

keep an eye on things where

the girls are concerned.

How does our deal read?

Pleasure and business?

I'll pay out for you.

Anything else you want to know?

- Yes.

- What?

When do I move out

of this crummy joint?

[GIGGLES]

[DOORBELL RINGS]

[ROMANTIC MUSIC PLAYING]

- Hi, Sis!

- Louise!

Oh!

When you couldn't come back

home for my graduation,

I decided to come here.

Oh, I'm sorry about that,

honey. I wanted to but...

Oh, I know, you had to stay

for that crazy hearing.

- How did you know

about that?

- It was in the papers.

Man, that policeman must have

been real gone to accuse you

of something like that.

How did you know where to find me?

Oh, your address was in

the papers.

The desk clerk there told me

where to find you.

Oh wow, this place is

really something!

- Do you like it?

- Like it? Well, it's just the

living end.

- How, uh... How long are you

planning on staying?

- Oh, just a few weeks.

A few weeks?

Well, it's all right, isn't it?

Of course, hon. Of course.

It's just that I'll be gone a

good part of the day

working.

Oh, you don't have to worry

about me. I can take care

of myself.

I'll bet you can. Come on.

I'll show you where you

can put your things.

Wow, this pad really swings!

- Different from home, huh?

- Wow, you're not kidding.

You take this side.

- Oh wow, are these

all yours?

- Uh-huh.

Gee, they must've cost plenty.

Boy, I could really make the

kids back home flip with this.

You've changed a lot in the

two years since I last

saw you.

Carol, would you teach me

how to be a model

like you?

Forget it.

You're going back home.

[DOORBELL RINGS]

I'll get it.

[DOORBELL RINGS]

- What do you want?

- Some answers.

Boy, you must be the

highest paid model

in the business.

I do all right.

- Now, would you get...

- Well, what have we got here?

Some new little trick

you're breaking in?

Shut your mouth.

She's my sister,

she just got here today.

I'll bet you your little

sister is real proud of you.

Aren't ya, kid?

Who is this man, Carol?

He's a detective.

Whitey Brandon.

I beg your pardon,

former detective.

Now just a plain ordinary,

busted cop.

Ya pig!

Thanks for busting me.

- I'll call the police.

- No, no don't.

No is right. Tramps don't

want anything to do with cops,

do they?

Your sister only wanted

one cop. Me.

- You take your hands off

of me!

- Stop it!

- Who was behind that

frame-up?

- You crazy cop, no one.

It was Malone, wasn't it?

I don't know what

you're talking about.

You pig.

- You dirty lying little...

- Leave her alone!

Sure, kid.

It's all right I just wanted

to find out if she was more

scared of me or Malone.

Now I know.

Get out. Go on, get out!

Sure.

But you tell Malone I'm

not finished.

With either of you.

[CHUCKLES NERVOUSLY]

Don't mind him. He's just

blowing his top because I

busted him

when they testified against him.

Well, who is this Malone?

I never heard of him.

I have to leave on business,

honey.

I'll get dressed, and why

don't you go in and get a

little rest, okay?

I'll be right back.

[DOOR SHUTS]

[DOORBELL RINGS]

Just a minute!

Yes?

Is this Carol Hudson's apartment?

Yes, it is, but she's not in

right now.

I'll wait. I work for the

same agency she does.

Oh, come in, come in.

She ought to be right back.

How come I haven't seen

you before?

Oh, I just got in.

Aren't you a little young

for um...

- Who brought you?

- Brought me?

Don't you think I'm old

enough to travel by myself?

Yeah, honey.

You're old enough.

-What made you come to Carol?

-Well, why shouldn't I?

She's my sister.

Your sister?

Well, who did you think I was?

Well, I... I thought you were

one of the, one of the models.

Oh. Oh, I wish I were.

It must be the dress.

It's Carol's.

I was just trying it on.

Um...

- What do you do?

- I just graduated from school.

Been anyone like you

around when I was in school,

I wouldn't have played hooky

so much.

Is it hard to be a model?

Mr. uh...

Evans. Phil Evans.

No. All you need is a

good figure.

Do you...

Do you think that I have a

good enough figure?

Yep.

You got it.

Carol must make a lot

of money. If I thought I could

be as good as she is...

- How does Carol feel about it?

- Well, I'm not a child

any longer.

- I'm old enough to do

what I want.

- [CHUCKLES] Okay.

If I ever hear of a spot where

they're looking for someone

like you, I'll let you know.

Gee thanks! I gotta get out

of this before Carol

gets back.

I'll wait around a little

while longer.

She ought to be back any moment.

CAROL: Then he started pushing

me around. Slapped me.

A real knucklehead.

I'll take care of it.

It won't happen again.

It doesn't both me but

with a kid sister around...

You don't want her to know

the truth, send her home.

But how can I, Vince?

What excuse can I give?

Ah, stop worrying.

Kid will know nothing.

Hey, get in. I don't want

to have to use this.

- Hello, Brandon.

- Malone.

- You know me?

- 1935.

Finger man for Culatti in Chicago.

1940, syndicate contact man.

1945, fixer...

All right, all right.

You know me.

I don't have to waste time.

Sit down.

Where did you think it'd

get you slapping the

Hudson girl around?

[CHUCKLES]

It got me here, didn't it?

Yeah.

Malone, you cost me a job.

I figure you owed me one.

Goes to show you.

You live long enough,

you see everything.

He wouldn't take a fix.

Now he wants to work

for me.

Oh, no. I don't want to

work for you, with you.

Spell it out.

I don't want a hand-out.

I want a piece.

[CHUCKLES]

- You're crazy.

- You gave me a reputation,

I may as well cash in on it.

I know this Vice racket

inside out.

And I've got contacts, too.

Contacts that you'd never get.

[CHUCKLES]

A lousy, busted cop out of a job.

And he talks contacts and a piece.

Go on, get out of here.

I'm busy.

I thought you were

smarter than you are, Malone.

It's not gonna be as hard

breaking you as I thought.

Look, cop. Get out.

I'll get to you.

I'll get to you and

your girlfriend.

I'm not a cop anymore.

I can do things my way now.

NARRATOR: That night as

Brandon left his apartment,

Malone's men were waiting for him.

Violence was their answer to

the threats he had made.

How long do I have

to keep this on, Doc?

Well, you come back in a week

and we'll take another X-ray.

I'll be able to tell you

better then.

- Thanks.

- You're welcome.

Hello, Whitey.

- What are you doing here?

- Who did it?

What's the difference?

You're still keeping your

hands clean.

Are you going to listen?

There's something that doesn't

add up to me.

- What's that?

- Your sister.

What about my sister?

I'm sorry, Whitey. But I dug

into your personal life.

I... I had to satisfy myself.

You were what?

16? 17?

When she killed herself.

Ah, what's the difference.

How'd she get into the racket?

She fell for some pretty boy.

A louse. He sold her a

bill of goods.

And when she wanted to

get out it was too late.

She couldn't get out.

So...

She was only 22 then, wasn't she?

Is that why you asked

for the Vice Squad?

I've hated everybody

in this racket ever since.

Yes, that's what I mean.

That's what I couldn't get

through my craw.

It just didn't add up.

Why should anyone like you

take juice?

I told you it was a frame-up!

Are you saying that Ben

was in on it, too?

Malone was back of it.

I proved it.

I made him come to me

to protect his girl.

His girl?

The same one who framed me.

I roughed her up,

figuring that

she'd yell for help.

You say Malone came to you?

I tried to con my way into

his set-up in a real big way.

He wouldn't go for it.

They roughed you up instead, huh?

Well, where

do you go from here, Whitey?

Looks as though I've struck

a dead end.

If I have to play it alone...

Whitey, I want Malone.

I want him and his whole

dirty bunch. I'd give anything

to nail him.

Do you have something in mind?

It'll take cooperation.

You'd have to go to

the Commissioner.

The Commissioner?

- You're asking a lot.

- I'll need a lot.

NARRATOR: Brandon

explained his plan in detail

to Captain Brennan.

He wanted to make it appear

that he had gone into direct

competition with Malone.

Operating his own

phony model agencies

with greater influence and

protection than Malone had.

His object was not only

to clear his name,

but to weaken Malone's

standing in his own

organization

and make the syndicate bosses

come to him.

Brennan knew the plan was

dangerous, but it did have

a chance.

He agreed to go along with it.

First, Brandon rented offices

for his model agencies

in several large business

buildings.

These were to be the agencies

set up in direct competition

to Malone.

Brandon was ready now to

begin his drive against the

crime syndicate.

[INSTRUMENTAL MUSIC PLAYING]

[PHONE RINGS]

I'll get it honey.

[PHONE RINGS]

Hello?

Who?

- What do you want?

- Come up to my apartment in

a half an hour.

Listen, you be here or I'll

come up and drag you out.

Sister or no sister.

I'm sorry, honey,

but I won't be able to

have dinner with you tonight.

I've got to meet someone

on business.

Why don't you grab a bite

alone and I'll try to be back

as soon as I can.

- Okay?

- Okay.

I didn't come up here

to drink your liquor,

Brandon.

What do you want?

Come on, have a drink.

Sit down. Relax.

Carol, I'm gonna

do something for you.

-Break my arm?

-Oh, things change.

And so do people.

I've gone into business.

- What kind of business?

- Malone's kind of business.

Models, public relations.

Girls.

You name them, I supply them.

For an ex-cop who used

to harass the girls...

So I played an honest Joe.

Where'd it get me?

I learned the hard way.

But I learned.

Why are you telling me all this?

Because I need somebody like you.

Somebody to manage these

chicks I've brought in.

Somebody to tip me off

about Malone's contacts.

I thought you said you

were going to do something

for me.

You stick with Malone,

you're gonna get hurt.

With me, you'll be protected.

And you'll make more money

with me then you'll ever

make with Malone.

So, like I say, I need you.

And you need me.

You don't need me.

You need a headshrinker.

Don't say I didn't warn you.

All right. Now I'm gonna give

you a little warning.

If you want to stay alive,

don't buck Malone.

Last time they only

cracked your ribs.

Next time they'll crack

you're head.

If you change your mind,

you know where I live.

Who does he think he is?

He thinks you go into this

business like you open a

shoe store?

You need contacts, protection,

lawyers.

He says he's got them.

Maybe he figures he's gonna

scare you into cutting

him in.

If he even tries to open up,

he'll be closed the next day.

That's all I give him.

Just one day.

[PHONE RINGS]

Hello.

Oh yes, Whitey.

- When?

- In about a half an hour.

She's there now. Yeah,

one of my men saw her go in.

And remember, you have to make

it tough for Malone's lawyer

to spring her.

Keep her there until I

want her out.

NARRATOR: In an effort to

create the impression that

he had greater

behind-the-scenes political

influence than Malone,

Sergeant Brandon had the police

start a campaign of raids

against the few known

racket agencies,

closing them down while his

remained open.

I'm just trying to say that

maybe he's not kidding about

his protection.

I told you once. I don't

need you to tell me anything.

[BUZZER RINGS]

-Yeah?

-[ON INTERCOM] There's a Mr.

Whitey Brandon calling you.

Hello.

Hello, Malone.

I just thought you'd

like to know your

Star Model Agency

is being closed as of right now.

And that's only a starter.

Before I'm

through with you, you won't

have a joint left open.

That's enough, Mushy.

Drucker.

Well, where's Carol?

They're holding her without

bail as a material witness.

What kind of double-talk are

you giving me?

They're giving it to me in there.

I don't care what

they're giving you.

You're my lawyer.

I tell you to get her out,

you get her out.

It'll take time.

Somebody's putting on pressure.

Yeah, I know who it is.

Listen.

I pay you to take care of

things for me. It's up to you

to figure how.

But do it.

- Otherwise...

- Hey, there's Carol!

Who got you out?

That ex-cop Whitey Brandon.

He got me in and he got me out.

Drucker couldn't and he could?

He's trying to show me

he's got more influence

than I have.

He must know somebody we don't.

He isn't gonna know him for long.

Drop me off at the office, Phil.

Then you take Carol home.

How about me coming up

for a drink?

Try the nearest bar.

I thought you were a smart broad.

What do you mean by that?

How long do you think Malone's

gonna hold out? This whole

thing's got him shaky.

- I'm sure he'll be able to

handle it.

- Well, he'd better.

The top man will put him out

and put somebody else in and

it could be me.

Is that why I should ask you

up for a drink?

What am I?

Poison or something?

You know how I felt about

you from the first day you

got here.

And you know how I felt

about you. So we're even.

You learn the hard way, don't you.

You've got a lot

of learning to do yourself.

I don't take a pushing around

like that from any pig.

Then stay away from me

and you won't be pushed.

Hello, Ben.

- I've got to kill you.

- Malone?

He wants you out of the way.

I see.

I'm supposed to take

you down for questioning.

You resisted so I had to kill you.

Sweet, isn't it?

Yeah. That's perfect.

Well, what are you waiting for?

Why don't you do it?

I can't do it. Not to you.

No. We're pals.

Whitey, they keep piling it

on me. How much more am

I supposed to take?

Whitey, I can get out of

this mess if you'll stop

bucking Malone.

I'll tell him I scared you

into closing up shop.

I'm not gonna stop, Ben.

You can't beat him.

I'm doing it.

And I guess I'm doing it

real good.

Or he wouldn't have sent you.

I hate to think...

I got you in this lousy racket

because I turned you in.

It didn't help.

It gave me a sour taste...

For friends.

Whitey, please.

Run away. Go anywhere.

I'll tell Malone you

disappeared.

That I couldn't find you.

I'm not running, Ben.

So I guess you gotta kill me.

I can't.

You got one other out.

You can go to Brennan and

clear me. Tell him how you

been hooked up with Malone.

It's either that or killing me.

Take your choice. You think

it's gonna end with me?

Because it's not.

One of these days your

wife is gonna get wise

to you.

And Malone won't care.

Captain.

This is Sergeant Dunton.

I'm sorry to bother you at home.

But I have something very

important to tell you.

Yes, Captain, I'll be right over.

I know I'm in no position

to give advice, but Whitey,

get out of this racket.

Sooner or later they'll get

you. Either the department

or Malone.

[PHONE RINGING]

Hello? Oh yes, this is Louise.

Why, of course I

remember you, Mr. Evans.

Big agency man's coming up

to my place. He's looking for

someone new and young.

Yeah, a teenager.

It's for a line of dresses.

A magazine layout.

So I thought of you.

Well, gee, that's terrific,

Mr. Evans.

Uh-huh, sure. I can

come right over.

Okay, it's apartment 36,

Fairmount. I'll be waiting.

Okay, baby.

[DOORBELL RINGS]

Come in, honey. Come in.

- Hi, am I late?

- No, early.

Advertising man isn't even

here yet.

Oh good, it'll give the

butterflies in my stomach a

chance to settle down.

Gee, I hope he likes me.

Any guy who wouldn't like

that kind of stuff hasn't been

taking his vitamins.

- Carol's dress, huh?

- Uh-huh, she isn't home.

Yeah. She's with Malone.

- Malone?

- Yeah. You know, Vince.

Vince Malone? Well I've read

about him. He's a racketeer.

No, naughty, naughty.

Carol said she didn't know him.

What would she be doing with him?

Well,

let's put it this way.

- They aren't exactly playing

Parcheesi.

- You're lying.

You think so? Ask her.

Well, I'm going home.

I'm not gonna listen to this.

Uh-uh-uh. Stay here.

It's bad enough to get the

brush from your sister,

I'm not gonna take it

from some wacky kid.

- You're hurting me!

- Sure.

Maybe it evens the score

with Carol.

There's nothing to be

afraid of, kid, I won't...

You gotta grow up sometime.

Go away! Let me go!

Don't try that again!

What's to get so upset about?

It's all in the family.

Carol and Malone. You and me.

Stay away from me! Keep away!

[SHRIEKS]

[PHONE RINGS]

Hello?

This is Carol Hudson.

State Hospital?

I'll be right down.

Are you her sister?

- What happened?

- Assault and rape.

Carol?

Don't stay with her too long.

I gave her a sedative.

Who did it, honey? Who did it?

Phil Evans.

- Who?

- Phil Evans.

Phil.

- But how did you two...

- He said he wanted to hurt me

because

I was your sister.

He, he told me about

you and Malone.

I'm sorry, honey.

I didn't want you to know.

It couldn't have done

any good for you to know.

- Where's Miss Hudson?

- She's inside.

Miss Hudson?

I'm Captain Brennan.

I thought you might know

where we can find

Phil Evans.

- You didn't get him?

- No, but we've got an

all-points out for him.

I want you to get him.

I want you to kill him.

I heard, Carol. And I'm sorry.

They find him yet?

- Well, if I can help...

- You?

What can you do?

Phil is one of Malone's boys,

isn't he? I can knock them

all off if I have your help.

How?

Get me a list of Malone's

agencies.

You afraid?

All I want is Phil.

Not Malone.

All I care about is finding him.

How's the kid?

- How did you know?

- Phil told me.

Phil told you?

Yeah. Came to me for help

to duck the cops.

Where is he?

What's the difference?

She's my sister. You know what

he did to her? A kid.

They're all kids at some

time or another.

Where is he, Vince?

I've got to know.

Look, Carol. You know I

don't yell copper.

- Not in my business.

- I've got to find him.

Where is he, Vince?

Where is he?

Cut it.

You know nobody in

the organization runs to the

cops for anything.

All I gotta do is yell copper

and Marty and Frank and the

others cut my head right off.

I don't care about you

or the organization.

Or Marty or Frank or anyone else.

The kid'll get over it.

She'll go back home.

Nobody'll know.

She'll know.

Isn't that enough?

Now you listen to me. Phil

knows my operation inside out.

I turn on him, he can turn on me.

You understand? So you just

forget about Phil.

You're a smart girl.

Stay that way.

What happened could

happen to anyone.

Couple of days,

everybody'll forget.

Sure.

I'll see you tomorrow.

[PHONE RINGING]

Yes?

What made you change your mind?

As far as I'm concerned,

Malone's no better

than Phil.

You still want that list

of agencies?

Okay. I'm ready to get it

for you.

But I have to get it

back in a hurry.

Listen, just give us time

to photostat it

and you'll have it back

where you got it from

inside of an hour.

Kid, thanks.

This is gonna kick

Malone right in the teeth.

NARRATOR: A few days later,

three men representing the

crime syndicate's

executive council

flew out for a conference

with Malone.

They came from Detroit,

St. Louis and Chicago.

What I want to know is,

how did this joker know which

were our agencies?

That's something I can't figure.

I keep the list in a book.

It's in the safe, hidden

behind this picture.

Nobody busted into the

safe, and the book is

still there.

What happened to your protection?

I spread juice around

like it was water.

I thought I had everybody

sewed up.

I just can't figure it.

Seems to me you haven't

been able to figure a lot

of things lately.

Brandon's got a better in

than you have.

And he's got better protection.

He's been doing a pretty good

job of squeezing us out.

Maybe this is the guy we need.

I don't know what you got in mind,

but this is my territory here.

And I don't split with it.

Could be maybe he

doesn't want to split it

with you.

Maybe we better have a talk

with this Brandon.

Feel him out.

Yeah.

Get word to him to be

here in the morning, 10:00.

We'll make it interesting for him.

Very interesting.

NARRATOR: Later that day,

Eddie told Brandon that the

top boys from the syndicate

were in town and wanted to

talk to him.

Brandon agreed to the

meeting and alerted

Captain Brennan.

Oh, Miss Hudson.

I've got some good news for you.

We just picked up Evans,

he was hiding over in a motel

on the north side.

You're gonna throw

the book at him.

Yes, and we'd like to have you

at the trial.

You'll be available?

You can count on me.

I've wanted to clear out but

I've just hung around hoping

to get a line on Phil.

- Now that you've got him...

- Don't pull out. Not yet.

- Why not?

- Come in here with me

for a minute.

There's someone I'd like

you to talk to first.

Don't tell me you've

got him on your payroll, too.

He's got me on his.

I think it's safe to let you

in on it now after what they

did to your sister.

I'm working with the Captain.

Then your whole set-up's

been a routine.

Now I know how you were

able to top Malone all the

way down the line.

Right. I wanted you to know.

Because I got a chance to

put the syndicate out of

business for good.

But to do it, I'll need your help.

That's why I told you

not to walk out

on Malone now.

Well, how do you feel about it?

I'd like nothing better than

to see the cops catch up with

all those creeps.

Good, now here's the deal.

I've been invited to come to

a meeting of the syndicate's

top brass tomorrow.

- I know.

- Can you be there?

I can arrange it. Why?

There's 10,000 feet of

wire on this.

Enough to record two

hours of what goes on

at that meeting.

I know they'll search the

place to see if it's bugged.

But I've got a way for you

to get it in there so they

won't find it.

NARRATOR: Carol Hudson

planted the tape recorder

in a spot where she knew

every word spoken in the

office would be recorded by

the tiny microphone.

Any of you boys like a drink?

- The usual.

- I pass.

- Scotch and soda.

- The same.

Glad you could come, Whitey.

I want you to meet

some friends of mine.

This is Marty Heffner

from Detroit.

Frank Burke from St. Louis.

And Leo Dempsey from Chicago.

And I think you know Carol.

[CHUCKLES] Yeah, we met.

Eh, don't worry, it ain't bugged.

We went over it from

top to bottom this morning.

- You want a drink, too?

- Okay, Carol, wait outside.

Brandon, you're trouble.

I told Malone I had a big in,

he wouldn't listen.

So you got a big in

with the girls.

Bigger than we have now.

Is that all you want?

- Keep talking.

- You're a lone wolf, Brandon.

You're strong here, but it's

peanuts compared to what we

can do for you.

What can you fellas do for me

I can't do for myself?

Look, girls are only one part.

We control gambling, juke

boxes, dope, and that's where

the real money is.

What do you need me for?

You're a smart operator.

We can always find room in the

organization for a smart boy.

What are you so nervous about?

Nothing. I was just wondering

how long that meeting was

going to last.

Why do you care? Just sit

down and take it easy.

So you say we have

everything covered.

We'll give you 10% of the

gross as your cut-in.

Mmm-hmm.

All right.

What happens to him?

Why worry about him?

I gave him a chance to cut me

and he turned me down. Now I'm

turning him down.

- I don't want partners.

- We're the only partners

you'll have to worry about.

We'll put him in a spot out West.

Make it 15% and you can

count me in.

Okay. 15%. Let's have a drink

on it.

Clean out.

Carol usually carries some.

Hey, wait. Here, have mine.

Not my brand.

This your brand, Leo?

Hey, what is this?

You guys bug me?

Somebody bugged us.

Tell her to come in.

Carol? You too, Eddie.

I think this belongs to you.

All right.

Who'd you do it for?

Who put you up to it?

[CRIES OUT]

It was you and him

all the time, huh?

I'll get it.

Give us a couple of minutes

to clear out and then take

care of her.

Once a knucklehead,

always a knucklehead.

Bring the car around.

Hold it!

COP: Take him out.

[GUNSHOT]

- Malone's got the recorder.

- We'll get it.

You better take care of that arm.

What about the others?

We grabbed them when they

came out but I don't know how

long we can hold them.

You just play the music on

that recorder.

You'll find you got enough

on it to hold them for a long,

long time.

Are you all right, Miss Hudson?

Yeah.

- Thanks.

- It's okay. I owed it to you.

NARRATOR: Law enforcement

agencies now had the evidence

the needed to crack down

down on the crime syndicate

from coast to coast.

Because of her cooperation

with the police,

Carol Hudson was

exonerated of any complicity.

She was going back to

her hometown,

where she could start her

life over again.

She and her sister were

forgotten now.

But one man remembered

to say good-bye.

Vice Raid (1959) - full transcript