The Violent Years

Synopsis: A newspaper publisher's daughter suffers from neglect by her parents. She and her friends turn to crime by dressing up like men, holding up gas stations, raping young men at gunpoint, and having makeout parties when her parents are away. Their "fence" gets them to trash the school on request of sinister un-American clients, and they run afoul of the law, apple pie, and God himself.
Director(s): William Morgan
Production: Headliner Productions
65 min

Extra, extra!

Extra, extra.

Extra, extra, extra extra!

- Extra, extra!

- Extra.

Extra, extra, Marco.

Read all about it.

Extra, extra!

Marco dies tonight!

Sign there.

Your brother said these go to you.

Hey, Chet, did ya see him?

I saw him.

Say, what's it like inside?

Look, leave me alone.

Come on, lay off.

What is he, a celebrity?

All I did is ask him a question.

I asked you a question.

What's it like inside?

Get your hands off of me.

You Marcos are real tough.

Hey, you guys, you want

to see a real killer here?

A real killer.

My brother didn't kill anybody.

Your brother was a punk killer.

I'll kill you.

He's still a punk!

Hold this.

We have enough trouble without this.

You're bleeding, Chet,

I'm gonna call a doctor.


Listen, that's very bad.

Sis, would you please shut up?

You went, didn't you?

Aw, Chet, I thought we'd agreed not to go.

Duke asked us not to go

to court or to prison.

What did he say?


Oh, Chet, will you please talk to me?

He said,

he said that we should stay

together and love one another.

What else did he say?

Oh, Pat.

He was sorry for letting us down.

Can you imagine, let us down?

For everything he's done for us?

He said to kiss you goodbye.

Pat, what do you think he said?

What time is it?


Pat, do you realize in 45 minutes

my brother's gonna be dead?

- Aw, Chet,

I know it's hard to try

not to think about it.

Are you finished yet?



- I gotta get out of here.

- Listen to me.

Don't start running.

Duke's my brother, too, and I love him.

But he killed a man and now he must pay

what the law says he must pay.

He didn't do it.


He didn't do it, he

didn't do it, he told me!

- Duke said that?

- That's right.

That's crazy, Chet.

I don't know why he did this

to you but he was lying.

Maybe for some reason you

thought you'd feel better,

but he was wrong.

He killed that man.

- Don't say it!

I know he wouldn't lie to me.

He did.

He raised you just like he raised me.

And you know he wouldn't lie to me!

Chet, please don't go!

No, not tonight.

Oh, please.

- Patty, let me out.

- No, Chet, please.

- Please, Patty?

- Please, please.


Oh, please come back!



Oh Mike, you're still up studying?

Well you better turn in,

son, don't overdo it.

Dad, I wish he didn't have to die.

- That's not in our hands.

- But in was in yours.

Mike, you're wrong!

I've never known you to be

this unreasonable before.

Mike, I saw a man with

a gun kill another man.

It was my duty to tell what I saw.

I couldn't live with myself if I didn't.

Can you live with yourself

knowing you're sending a man to his death?

I'll just have to.

Mike, you're taking this awfully hard.

Is Duke Marcos's brother

such a close friend of yours?

No, I've just seen him

around school once in a while.

Then what is it?

Dad, I,

oh, nothing.

Except why could you have said

that you weren't sure, or you

couldn't see or something?

I'd be lying.

Dad, I don't want to live here anymore.

I don't want to see anybody

or know anybody around here.

Son it was a closed trial,

my testimony was confidential.

Nobody knows anything about it.

In an hour it'll be a closed issue.

Good night, Dad.


I'm very disappointed in

your attitude toward me.



- What?

- Come on, Bobby, cards.

I'm sorry, I'm not thinking.

Well, think or get out of the game.

What a morgue.

Where have you been?


What happened to you?

I had a hassle.

Do you want us to do something about it?

Drop it!

You wanna play cards?

Come on, Bobby, play cards.

Moe, I wanna drink, you got one?

I don't know, man.

I've run out, I'm flat broke this week.

I said I wanted a drink, Moe.

I know you've got one here somewhere.

Man, the cupboard's bare.

Break it out, Moe,

I'll give you a dollar.

All right.

It's not the dollar, I

thought he shouldn't.

Easy, man, it's not goin' out of style.

Not you.

Go ahead, Chet, drink.

Only wanted a drink.

We interrupt our program

to bring you a special news bulletin.

Time has run out for Duke Marco,

hold-up slayer of Harold Foreman.

As was expected, Governor

Creighton refused to grant

a stay of execution and

the condemned killer

will die as scheduled at state

prison at midnight tonight.

As the last seconds of Duke

Marcos's life draw to a close,

what are the thoughts in the

mind of the condemned man?

Does he feel remorse for his brutal crime

as he tries to make his peace with God?

As the state prefers to

exact the extreme penalty

for an act of murder, this

reporter has cause to reflect

on the crime and the criminal.

What are you doin'?

Hey man, I live here!

He told me he was innocent!

I'm gonna smash 'em, I'm

gonna small all of 'em,

I'm gonna smash the DA and the judge!

I'm gonna smash all the witnesses,

I'm gonna smash all of 'em!

We'll get 'em, Chet.



You sure that's the DA's son?

Of course I'm sure, that's his car.

- He's in there studying?

- Every day.

He comes out about six o'clock.

I know because I've been here before.

Okay, get where you belong.

- Let us help...

- Do as I say.

- Chet maybe we should...

- Do I told you.

All right, you watch the front.


I don't like it this side,

let's go play over there.

Hold it.

- What is this?

- Get out of the car.

- Do you want my money?

- Get out of the car.

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