Kiss the Blood Off My Hands

Synopsis: Bill Saunders, disturbed ex-soldier, kills a man in a postwar London pub brawl. Fleeing, he hides out in the apartment of lonely nurse Jane Wharton. Later, despite misgivings about his violent nature, Jane becomes involved with Bill, who resolves to reform. She gets him a job driving a medical supplies truck. But racketeer Harry Carter, who witnessed the killing, wants to use Bill's talents for crime.
Director(s): Norman Foster
Production: Universal Pictures
79 min


Time gentlemen. Drink up.

Drink up, please. Time.

Come on there, Harry boy. It's time.

That's the trouble with

this world today.

Everyone is in such a blooming hurry.

Goodnight, George.

- Goodnight. See you.

It's time, mate.

You'll have to drink up.

Now come on now.

You heard me. We're closing.

You want to get rough-like,

do you? Come on.


You've been and gone and done it.

He's dead.

You killed him.


Stop him!

What did he do?

He killed the governor.

That's what he did.

Hey, what's going on here?

Did he pass you? A big fellah running?

No. Nobody passed me.

- He must have gone this way then.

Who is it? What do you want?

We're looking for a man, missus.

He might be in one of these houses.

He's not in this house.

I keep this house respectable, I do.

And no thanks to the Police, neither.

You won't get hurt if you

keep quiet. Understand?

You just try anything and I'll ..

Don't make a move and

keep your mouth shut.

Do you live alone?

There's no sense in standing there. You

might as well make yourself comfortable.

I'm staying for a while.

You'd better get used to the idea.

There is nothing to be scared of.

Then why are you scared?

Where do you think you're going?

Nowhere at the moment, but in

about an hour I've a job to go to.

What makes you think I'll let you go?

If you don't they'll send

someone down to see if I'm ill.

Who is "they"?

- The Institution. - The What?

The Mary Wilson Institute.

I work in a clinic there.

I watched you while you were sleeping.

You talked.

What did I say?

Nothing incriminating.

How about some coffee?

There is tea here if you want it.

The milk is outside the front door.

We'll drink it without.

I don't like it without.

I'll fetch it.

I have to go.

How come you didn't tell the Cops?

What time you get back?

About seven.

And I don't expect to find you

here when I do get back.

What if I am?

I hardly think you will be.

I'll stick around until it gets dark.

Did you rob or kill someone?

That's what they think.

I was in a bar, drinking alone.

A fight started .. somebody

got slugged and I ducked out.

I'm new around here, you see.

And they chased me.

You sure that's all?

- Sure that's all.

Just a minute.



You're a good kid.

Good morning, dear.

- Good morning, Mrs Gale.

Up early this morning, aren't you?

I saw you going for the milk.

We expect rather a busy day.

Oh you needn't bother to do

my room. I've done it already.

Thank you, dear.

Not a peep out of you, you understand?

Will it hurt?

- A little.

Will this make my ear better?

- Very soon. You'll see.

Now .. take a deep breath.

There .. that's all it is.

I didn't cry.

- I didn't think you would.

Next Monday, same time.

- Thank you so much, Miss.

I'm sure your ear will

be better, Donald, so ..

Have a nice weekend, but no rough

play now. Not until next week.

Have a nice weekend yourself.

Thank you. Goodbye, Donald.

- Goodbye.


Oh it's you.

- Yeah.

What do you want?

Nothing. I just wanted to say hello.

Then, hello.

Let's get this straightened

out. I don't run a hotel.

I'm not looking for one.

- What are you looking for?

Nothing. I'm not looking for nothing.

Do I have to call the Police?

What for? I only want to talk to you.

- But I don't like your talking to me.

I don't like you walking

along with me, either.

If I do call a Policeman, he may like to

know you forced your way in my room.

And also the part you

played in that brawl.

I told you what happened.

- A man was killed.

If you really want to know why I ducked

out, I'll tell you. I jumped ship.

I wasn't going to wait around for any

Cops to pick me up. That's on the level.

I just stopped by to say

hello. And give you this.

Thanks. I thought ..

You thought I'd lifted it, huh?

I don't go stealing stuff from

people that do me favours.

I just slipped it into

my pocket by mistake.

Well, I'm sorry.

But, do you mind if I say goodbye now.

Must you follow me?

Maybe I've got nothing better to do.

Oh, cut it out will you. Do you have to

be sore all the time? I won't hurt you.

Please leave me alone.

I don't know who you are.

What's the difference who I am?

I just want to talk to you.

My name is Bill. Bill Saunders.

That doesn't tell me very much.

- Alright, what do you want to know?

I was born in Canada, raised in Detroit.

- Why don't you go back?

Go back?

To what?

Something. Someone.

There's nobody. Nothing.

You're pretty lonely yourself.

Come on. Let's get out of here.

What's the matter?

Haven't you seen a zoo before?

I've been in one all my life.

I don't like to be reminded

of it. That's all.

You're shaking.

I can't stand to see anything caged up.

Have you never been behind barbed wire?

Have you?

Almost two years in a Nazi prison camp.

Being shoved around by those ..

You think those monkeys are something?

You want to see men in cages.

Do you want some .. peanuts?


Your name is Jane?

I saw the book.


Who is the Officer?


- The guy in the photo.


That's Lloyd. He was killed.

Tough luck.

Did you get over it?

Do you get over things?

Do you ever go to the races?

Horse racing?

- Uhuh. - No, I don't.

You ought to try it. You ought

to try everything once.

Will you go with me this Saturday?

I won't bother you until then if you do.

You are very strange.

Do you think we're late?

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Leonardo Bercovici

Leonardo Bercovici (January 4, 1908, Brooklyn, New York, USA - November 22, 1995, Los Angeles, California, USA) was an American screenwriter, film director and producer. more…

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