The Desperate Hours Page #3

Synopsis: After escaping from prison, Glenn Griffin, his brother Hal and a third inmate Sam Kobish randomly select a house in a well-to-do suburb of Indianapolis in which to hide out. The home belongs to the Hilliard family, Dan and Ellie who live there with their 19-year old daughter Cindy and their young son Ralph. They plan on staying only until midnight as Griffin is awaiting his girlfriend who will meet them with some money he had stashed away. When she doesn't arrive, their stay stretches out to several days. Dan Hilliard plays their game knowing that if he makes any attempt to contact the police, his family could be caught in the crossfire.
Director(s): William Wyler
Production: Paramount Pictures
  2 wins & 1 nomination.
 
IMDB:
7.6
Rotten Tomatoes:
83%
APPROVED
Year:
1955
112 min
457 Views


- I don't have to tell you nothing.

- I've been so worried!

- Scout meeting, remember?

- It don't pay to forget.

What if I could get you the money

you're waiting for before midnight?

You may be a big shot in your office,

but I saw your bank book. 800 bucks!

- You're a punk.

- I could raise more.

- Don't get in an uproar.

- He's using his brain.

- Use yours! Helen's on her way.

- That ain't it.

He's got other business.

What do we care who bust your jaw?

- I'll bust yours...

- Why should we stick our necks...

...just so you can knock a copper off!

- Spill your guts somewhere else.

Who got you here? Who done it?

Get out in the back.

Using his brain, is he? Look at him.

Clickety-click. I can see it perking.

Don't ever try to come in between,

you smart-eyed slob. We're sticking.

Take the kid upstairs

and see he don't get out.

I don't want him hollering

out any windows either.

She's a honey, ain't she, Hal?

Four years!

It don't cost nothing to look.

By the way,

you got a gun in the house?

Stay looking at me

and answer the question.

No, no gun.

That's right, you ain't.

Show him, Hal.

I thought you was going to lie to me.

I like doing business

with a man I can trust.

Get in the kitchen

and cook that chicken.

Do it yourself.

My wife's not your servant.

I always wanted a servant.

- I don't mind.

- I do! Stay here.

You ain't calling the tune!

I got my guts full

of shiny-shoed wise guys

with handkerchiefs in their pockets.

Next time, I'll wipe 'em on you.

Now get out there and cook!

Ralphy, Ralphy!

- Where's my other DC-7?

- I don't know, kid.

- What did you do with it?

- I'll get another.

- You'll let them get away with this?

- I'll take that.

- It's mine!

- Kobish, grow up!

- Sit tight, Pop.

- Hand it over!

- You brat!

- Dad!

It ain't gonna be like this, see?

Not like this!

- Dan! What's happened?

- Get back to the kitchen.

- Get back!

- Go ahead, Ellie. I'm all right.

Hal, put that away.

All the wrong places. This is Bard.

Put Carson on. What a waste of time.

- Bard?

- Nothing here. Anything new there?

- Plenty. We've spotted Griffin's girl.

- Where?

Heading west from Pittsburgh.

Ought to be here at 11.30 or 12.00.

Don't tail her, but I want her

clocked, every town she goes through.

20 miles out, we'll put a real tag on her.

- She'll lead us straight to Griffin.

- Good.

Pretty good chow.

What time is the next news?

They're not so tough.

You hit the big guy.

You could have licked him,

couldn't you?

I lost my temper, that's all.

I can't do that again.

I could climb out my window,

across the roof there, and drop.

It's not much higher than the garage.

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