Midnight Mary

Hey, don't push back there.

Oh, come on.

Don't push back there. Take it easy.

Mary Martin has killed a man.

The state demands the full penalty

for this crime.

You cannot allow sentiment

to prejudice your verdict.

She's had a police record

from the age of 14.

This woman is a criminal.

Mary Martin is a menace to society.

Her guilt has been proved

beyond the shadow of a doubt.

She has stubbornly refused

to tell why she fired that fatal shot.

Her vicious criminal career...

...her cold-blooded confession...

...her very indifference throughout this trial,

all make your duty clear.

Mary Martin has taken a life.

She must pay for it with her own!

The people of the state of New York...

...appeal to you for justice.

Your Honor, the state rests.

The court instructs the jury

to arrive at a verdict...

...on the basis of testimony presented.

You might have tried

to appear interested.

Why? You don't think those 12 good men

are gonna give me a break, do you?

Will you hold that pose, please?

Thank you.

- Perhaps you'd like to wait in my office.

- Oh, thank you.

That's it,

now, will you give us a full figure?

She'll be all right, Charlie.

- There's one door, that window won't open.

- Okay.

You might as well

make yourself comfortable.

Would you?

Would you like a cigarette?

Thanks.

I never smoke myself.

Do you have to stick around

till the bad news comes in?

That's what I'm here for.

- Think it'll be long?

- I hope not.

You see, my little granddaughter's

having a birthday party.

She's...

She's 7 years old today...

...and I promised her I'd get home in time

to see the birthday cake.

Oh, I'm sorry, I...

It's all right, forget it.

Say, you've got quite a library here.

Yeah, those are my records.

I've been keeping them for 37 years.

You mean,

you've had the same job all that time?

Yes, 38 years

the fourth day of September.

Heh.

The same office, doing the same work?

Yes, sir.

I've seen them come and go.

Uh...

That's the year I was born.

And there was a swell year,

good old 1919.

Oh! Oh!

Oh, look, Bunny, ain't it beautiful?

It ain't no good. It's busted.

Oh, gee, look, you get a nickel a pound

for this old rubber.

Is one of you kids Mary Martin?

Yeah, it's her.

I've been looking for you all day.

Your mother is...

No, you don't.

Hold up, you.

No, I didn't do nothing.

Let me go. Let me go.

Mary, this is for your own good.

These three years

in the house of correction...

...are not intended as a punishment...

...but as a means

of putting you in an environment...

...which will help to make you a better...

...and more useful citizen.

That'll be all.

Hey, sugar.

Come on, baby.

What are you afraid of?

Oh, what's the diff, Mary?

A girl's gotta live, ain't she?

Not necessarily, Bunny.

The jury's still out on that.

What's that?

Oh, nothing, let it pass.

You babes stay here until we get back.

If a cop should come along,

step outside and stand by the car, okay?

What do you mean, a cop?

Say, what is all this?

I don't know.

Maybe he's gotta see a man about a dog.

Fifty dollars?

- Yeah, that's for being a good girl.

- What?

Sure, you were the lookout, weren't you,

when we were inside working?

No use trying to get into your room.

I'm tired of waiting for my rent.

I seen you getting in that car

with those hoodlums.

You can't make no money that way.

Okay, Mrs. Ward, okay. Can you tell me

where the Salvation Army shelter is?

I'll pay for my room there.

If I knew, I wouldn't tell you.

Get on out of here. You get me my rent.

No more applications for employment

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