Notorious

You're gonna get one.

Is there any legal reason why sentence should not be pronounced?

- No, Your Honor. - Yes. I have something to say.

You can put me away, but you can't put away what's going to happen

to you and to this whole country next time.

- Next time we are going to — - I wouldn't say any more.

We'll leave that for the appeal.

It is the judgment of this court that the defendant, John Huberman,

having been found guilty of the crime of treason against the United States

by the jury of this court for the southern district of Florida at Miami,

be committed to the custody of the United States attorney general

for imprisonment in an institution of the penitentiary type

for a period of 20 years.

And the defendant may be forthwith remanded to the custody of the United States marshal.

- Court is now adjourned. - Here she comes.

- Just a minute, Miss Huberman. - Hold it, Miss Huberman.

Look this way, would you, please?

We'd like a statement from you, Miss Huberman, about your father.

For instance, do you think your father got what he deserved?

Could we say that you're pleased your father is going to pay the penalty for being a German worker?

Let us know if she tries to leave town.

Would you care to pause for some refreshments, Mr. Hop... kins?

Alicia, were you really followed by a policeman? It sounds very exciting.

- I'm going to shoot it out with them tomorrow. - No, thanks. Had enough. So have you.

Don't be silly. The important drinking hasn't started yet.

Everybody down here's got a stuffed fish hanging on the wall.

Where'd they get it? Never seen a fish.

How about you, handsome?

Haven't I seen you somewhere before?

It doesn't matter. I like party crashers.

He's not a party crasher. I brought him.

- Mr. Hopkins, would you mind? - I wouldn't mind being followed by a cop.

I hate low, underhanded people like policemen pussyfooting after you.

Of course, I'm a marked woman, you know.

I'm liable to blow up the Panama Canal any minute now.

- Do you want some ice in it? - No, thank you.

It's not becoming for a lovely girl like you to be worried about policemen.

- You won't be tomorrow. - Really?

- We sail at 10:00. - Really? We just sail away?

Show me a fish, and I'll show you a liar.

- What this party needs is a little gland treatment. - There's no fish.

We'd better start breaking up, Alicia. I have to be on board at 9:00.

One week in Havana, and this whole thing about your father will have blown over.

- Do you love me, Commodore? - You're a very beautiful woman.

I'll have another drink to appreciate that.

- Where are you going? - Fishing.

- This time of night? You're mad. - How about you? Still drinking?

What's the difference? There's no fish day or night.

Do you know something? I like you.

Well, I'll see you on board, Alicia, 9:00.

I-I'll have to think that over.

Well, you don't have to pack. We'll pick up some things in Havana.

I think I'll have to leave him here to dry out a little.

I'm very sorry you all have to go. It has been a perfectly hideous party.

- Good night. - Good night.

- Good night, dear. - Good night.

There's one more drink left apiece.

- Shame about the ice. - What is?

- Gone. - Who's gone?

The ice.

Why do you like that song?

Because it's a lot of hooey.

There's nothing like a love song to give you a good laugh.

That's right.

It's stuffy in here, isn't it?

Might be.

What about...

we have a picnic?

Outside?

It's too stuffy in here for a picnic.

- Want to finish that? - Shame to leave it.

You're quite a boy.

- My car is outside. - Naturally.

- Want to go for a ride? - Very much.

What about your guests?

They'll crawl out under their own steam.

I-I'm going to drive.

Th-That's understood.

Don't you need a coat?

You'll do.

Wait a minute. Let me put this on you. You might catch cold.

- How am I doing? - Not bad.

- Scared? - No.

You're not scared of anything, are you?

Not too much.

This fog gets me.

That's your hair in your eyes.

What does the speedometer say?

Sixty-five.

I want to make it 80 and wipe that grin off your face.

I don't like gentlemen who grin at me.

- A cop. - What?

A policeman is chasing us. Look.

They make me sick.

He wants to talk to you.

Drunken driving.

My second offense. Now I go to jail.

Whole family in jail. Who cares?

Havin' a time to yourself, aren't you?

People like you ought to be in bed.

- Drunk? - Just a minute, Officer.

No arguments, mister. You ain't got a leg to stand on.

Sorry, but you didn't speak up.

- That's all right. - Sure you can handle it?

- No trouble. - Well, you oughta know.

Where's the ticket?

He didn't give me a ticket.

What... was your name?

Devlin.

Well, you showed that cop something, and he saluted you.

- Did he? - I saw him.

Why, you double-crossing buzzard! You're a cop!

- All right, we'll argue later. - You...

- Get away from my car! Get out of my car! - I'm gonna take you home.

You're not going to take me home at all!

- Ooh, I — - Move over.

Come on.

Get out of my car, federal cop, for crashing my party,

just like that buzzard with the glasses!

Leave me alone! You're trailing me to get something on me.

Get... out!

Are you gonna calm down?

Good. Now, move over.

Off— I'm not gonna le...

You'd better drink that.

All right.

Go on, drink it.

Finish it.

Feel better?

What do you care how I feel?

You...

You copper.

What's this all about?

- What's your angle? - What angle?

- About last night. - Just wanted to be friends.

Friends, yeah. So you could frame me?

- No, I've got a job for you. - Yeah? Don't tell me.

There's only...

There's only one job that you coppers would want me for.

Well, you can forget it, Mr...

- Devlin. - What?

Devlin.

I am no stool pigeon, Mr. Devlin.

My department authorized me to engage you to do some work for us. It's a job in Brazil.

Go away. The whole thing bores me.

Some of the German gentry who were paying your father are working in Rio.

Ever hear of the I.G. Farben Industries?

I tell you, I'm not interested.

Farben has men in South America planted there before the war.

We're cooperating with the Brazilian government to smoke them out.

- My chief thinks that the daughter of a — - Of a traitor?

Well, he thinks you might be valuable in the work. They might sort of trust you.

And you could make up a little for your daddy's peculiarities.

- Why should I? - Patriotism.

That word gives me a pain.

No, thank you. I don't go for patriotism or — or patriots.

I'd like to dispute that with you.

Waving the flag with one hand and picking pockets with the other.

That's your patriotism. Well, you can have it.

We've had your bungalow wired for three months.

"Conversation between John Huberman and daughter Alicia,

6:30 p.m., January the ninth, 1946, at Miami Beach, Florida."

Some of the evidence that wasn't used at the trial.

- I don't want to hear that. - Relax, hard-boiled, and listen.

There is for us, both of us, a mint of money in it, Alicia.

I told you before Christmas I wouldn't do it.

You don't use your judgment. You can have anything you want.

- The work is easy. - I'll not listen, Father.

This is not your country, is it?

My mother was born here. We have American citizenship.

Where is your judgment? In your feelings, you are German.

You've got to listen tome. You don't know what we stand for.

I know what you stand for! You and your murdering swine.

I've hated you ever since I found out.

My daughter, don't talk to me like that.

- Stay on your side of the table! - Alicia, put your voice down.

I hate you all. And I love this country.

Do you understand that?

I love it.

I'll see you all hanged before I'll raise a finger against it.

Now, go on and get out of here,

or so help me, I'll turn you in.

Don't ever come near me or speak to me again about your rotten schemes.

Well, that doesn't prove much.

I didn't turn him in.

We didn't expect you to.

Well, what do you say?

Go away and leave me alone.

I have my own life to lead.

Good times. That's what I want. And laughs with people I like.

And no underhanded cops who want to put me up in a shooting gallery.

But people of my own kind...

who'll treat me right and like me and understand me.

Good morning, Alicia.

- Hello. - Thought you might need a hand this morning.

We're sailing with the tide, you know. Are you ready?

Yes.

- Don't tell me you've forgotten, my dear. - Almost.

I'll help you pack, although you really don't need anything.

- We've got everything on board. - Thank you. I'll pack myself. I...