Underworld U.S.A.

Synopsis: Fourteen-year-old Tolly Devlin sees four hoods beat his father to death. Twenty years later, the killers have risen to the top of the crime syndicate and Tolly has a plan for revenge.
Genre: Crime, Drama, Thriller
Director(s): Samuel Fuller
Production: Sony Pictures Entertainment
 
IMDB:
7.5
NOT RATED
Year:
1961
99 min
109 Views


Rolled a drunk, huh?

Go roll your own.

The streets are full of 'em.

C'mon, divvy up, Tolly.

No dice.

If there was a prize given

For the world's

worst old man,

Your father would cop it.

He's learnin' you to be nothin'

but a punk like him.

He's learnin' me

how to hustle.

Oh, sure.

Got you in

truant officers,

Rollin' drunks,

Lying to

welfare workers.

He's teachin' you

how to hustle, all right.

Right into

the electric chair.

Sandy?

Yeah?

Hold still.

Sandy?

What is it?

I want to buy him a bottle

of bourbon. Bonded stuff.

Not from me.

C'mon, sandy.

You own this gin mill.

You can do

what you want.

No dice.

Then Ill take my business

to another joint.

Go ahead.

Can I wait here

for him?

You can wait here with me

as long as you like.

You know that, honey.

Here, hold this.

My father told me why

you collect these dolls.

How would he know?

He said you can't have

kids of your own.

Well, Im going to wait

for him in the alley.

We got a new year's date

at 12:
00.

Wait a minute, Tolly.

I've got something

for you.

I been tryin' to get it

to you all week.

I don't trust these

characters around here.

So I had to stash it

in a real safe place.

Merry Christmas, Tolly.

Well, go ahead

and open it.

Oh, yeah.

It was a pretty

tough break you had,

Being born in prison

And mother dying there.

That was Vic Farrar.

Forget it,

if you want to live.

Who's the guy?

Why you lookin' at me

like that, huh?

Pa!

I understand, sandy.

Are you, uh...

are you sure you didn't

recognize any of the men?

She didn't see 'em,

I did.

Do you know

any of them, son?

I'm no fink.

You want us to get the men who

killed your father, don't you?

I don't want no help

from you cops.

I'm no cop.

My name

is Driscoll.

I work for

the district attorney.

You still smell cop to me.

I'll get those punks

my own way!

You Mrs. Farrar?

Yes?

I'm a friend

of Vics.

You're a friend of Vics?

Yes, ma'am.

I got something for him.

I'm sorry, Shorty.

He ain't here.

They slapped him

in prison today.

What for?

The old rap.

When'll he come out?

When he's dead.

Hey.

I hear Vic Farrars

in this joint.

Is that right?

For life.

Mm-Hmm.

That's funny.

I never see him around.

He's been in the hospital

for months.

Yeah, what's wrong?

Bum heart.

I used to know Vic

when I was a kid.

I think Ill

pay him a visit.

Not in this chateau,

you don't.

He's in isolation.

So I get sick.

Not with doc Meredith,

you don't.

Yeah, what'll it

cost me?

A pint of red juice.

Why?

You mean they got a blood bank

in this joint too?

Hey, doc.

Yeah?

How do you get a job

in this joint?

Why?

So you can get your hands

on a little joy powder?

I ain't no junkie.

I didn't say you were.

You know, I think

I would've made

A good doctor.

If only I hadn't tried

to make a buck

The smart way.

I know you.

Sure I seen you somewhere.

Yeah?

Yeah.

Sure I seen you somewhere.

Save your wind, Farrar.

Get me the chaplain's

office, please.

Oh, hello.

This is Dr. Meredith.

You better look in

on Vic Farrar.

He's going fast.

Stick close to Farrar.

I'll be right with him.

Vic.

You're dyin', Vic.

You know why you thought

you saw me before?

I'm a dead ringer

for my father.

Tom Devlin.

Devlin?

Yeah.

You beat him to death

that night.

You and your three pals.

You remember, Vic?

Forgive me.

Forgive you?

I gotta die with

a clean slate.

Who were the other guys?

I'm no fink.

You want to meet your maker

with a clean slate, don't you?

Yeah, yeah.

I gotta.

You're gonna meet him

in a couple of minutes.

Now you tell me

who the other guys were

And Ill forgive you.

And you'll meet your maker

with a clean card.

Promise?

Sure, I promise.

Who were they, Vic?

Who were they, huh?

Gela.

Gela? Yeah?

Gun...

Gunther,

yeah, yeah, yeah.

Smith.

Gela, Gunther, Smith.

So long, Vic.

Don't do this to me.

Please, you promised.

Forgive me, forgive me!

Fink.

What are you

so happy about?

Meathead.

Ugh!

Tolly!

Oh, my baby!

How are you, duchess? I'm

just great, just great!

I didn't expect you here

for an hour.

I'd have died rather than

have you see me

In this deshabille

and the coiffure.

Yeah. So why didn't you

write me you'd been sick?

Oh, ho!

I'm in the peak

of condition,

Now that you're here.

See that?

Hey, back up.

Hmm?

Back up.

Well, well, well.

What?

Where did you steal

a horse blanket?

What do you mean, steal it?

I made it in the pen.

You what?

Sure. Helps

rehabilitate us.

Oh.

But the tie...

stinks.

Well, I didn't

make that.

Wait a minute.

I got something for you.

Here, look.

Oops. Polka dots.

Your favorite.

Polka dots.

Hey, who's tendin'

your gin mill?

I sold it.

Yeah?

You get a good price?

I had to take

what Gela offered.

You say Gela?

That's what I said.

Oh. Must be some other guy

of the same name.

No!

There's only one Mr. Gela.

The dope king.

Hey, you know

they're using

Coffee joints

as fronts now.

That's what my old bar

is right now.

A coffeehouse.

No kiddin'.

On the level.

Oh, what characters!

You know what they do?

They just sit around

And just drink coffee.

Just drink coffee.

Oh, but they still

call it the elite.

The elite expresso

or espresso,

Or whatever it is,

but it's still the elite.

Remember that guy

from the D.A.'S office?

Driscoll.

Uh huh.

Um hmm.

He tried to question you

that night in the alley.

You know, when you

were a kid?

Yeah, I remember Driscoll.

Now, how 'bout you?

What?

Well, have you got

anything in mind

In the way of a job?

A job?

Yeah, a job.

It's a word.

Meaning work?

You know,

legitimate work?

Yeah, I got a job.

Look, if you tell me you're

gonna bust another safe,

I'll kick you right out

of this house, so help me.

No, nothin' like that.

That's what

I wanted to hear.

For five years,

I lost you in prison.

And for five years,

I been praying

That you learned

a lesson.

And you finally did.

Yeah.

Yeah, I learned

a lesson.

I learned plenty.

What do you mean?

I learned who killed

my father.

I finally caught up

with Vic Farrar.

Did you kill him?

Didn't have to.

He died in a prison hospital,

asking me to forgive him.

And he named names.

You want to know

who they were?

No.

No, I don't want to know.

I don't want to know!

There!

There they are.

That's my job.

Gela. Gunther. Smith.

Those are the three punks

Im gonna get.

Punks!

You call them punks?

They're better guarded than the

President of the United States.

And you're gonna

get 'em?

Stop the crazy talk, man!

Tolly.

I know it's been like a disease

with you since you were a kid.

But you're

a grown-Up man now.

Act like it.

Don't eat your heart out

with hate and revenge.

Look at you.

done with your life? Nothin'.

One year in one prison,

two years in another.

The last rap, five years.

Look, you're only

on this earth once.

So take advantage of it.

Enjoy it!

Live it.

All I need

is one break...

to get to Gela.

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Samuel Fuller

Samuel Michael Fuller (August 12, 1912 – October 30, 1997) was an American screenwriter, novelist, and film director known for low-budget, understated genre movies with controversial themes, often made outside the conventional studio system. Fuller wrote his first screenplay for Hats Off in 1936, and made his directorial debut with the Western I Shot Jesse James (1949). He would continue to direct several other Westerns and war thrillers throughout the 1950s. Fuller shifted from Westerns and war thrillers in the 1960s with his low-budget thriller Shock Corridor in 1963, followed by the neo-noir The Naked Kiss (1964). He was inactive in filmmaking for most of the 1970s, before writing and directing the war epic The Big Red One (1980), and the experimental White Dog (1982), whose screenplay he co-wrote with Curtis Hanson. more…

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