A down-on-his-luck ex-GI finds himself framed for an armored car robbery. When he's finally released for lack of evidence--after having been...更多>
Tim Foster: That was a sucker move, burning down your boss. You had him all wrong. He never crossed you. Tim Foster: What makes a two-bit heel like you think a heater would give him an edge over me? Pete Harris: Okay wise guy, you found me. Now what? Joe Rolfe: What's eatin' you? Pete Harris: You been giving me the fisheye all night. Tim Foster: What's waiting for you, Harris? The chair, the gas chamber, or just a rope? Tony Romano: It don't take no big thinking to figure a couple of guys like us ain't in this bananaville on a vacation! Joe Rolfe: Look, you're a nice girl, but in case you're thinking of mothering me, forget it! I'm no stray dog you can pick up, and I like my neck without a collar. Now get lost! Helen Foster: Now I'm supposed to be hurt. Maybe even cry. But I won't. I think you're in trouble, and I'm going to help you. Joe Rolfe: I know a sure cure for a nosebleed: a cold knife in the middle of the back.