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hwp 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 cant
put away whats going to happen...
to you and to this
whole country next time.
- Next time we are going to...
- I wouldnt say anymore.
Well 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 years.
And the defendant
may be forthwith remanded...
to the custody
of the United States marshall.
- Court is now adjourned.
- Here she comes.
- Just a minute, Miss Huberman.
- Hold it, Miss Huberman.
Wed like a statement from you,
Miss Huberman, about your father.
For instance, do you think
your father got what he deserved?
Could we say youre 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.
- Im going to shoot it out
with them tomorrow.
- Hes had enough.
- So have you.
- Dont be silly. The important
drinking hasnt started yet.
Everybody heres
got a stuffed fish hanging on the wall.
Whered they get it?
Never seen a fish.
How about you, handsome?
Havent I seen you somewhere before?
Oh, it doesnt matter.
I like party crashers.
- Hes not a party crasher.
I brought him.
- Oh.
- I wouldnt mind
being followed by a cop.
I hate low, underhanded people
like policemen pussyfooting after you.
Because Im a marked
woman, you know.
Im liable to blow up
the Panama Canal any minute now.
- Do you want some ice in it?
- No, thank you.
Its not becoming for a lovely girl
like you to be worried about policemen.
- You wont be tomorrow.
- Oh, really?
- We sail at : .
- Really? We just sail away, huh?
Show me a fish,
and Ill show you a liar.
- What this party needs
is a little gland treatment.
- No fish.
Wed better start breaking up, Alicia.
I have to be on board at : .
One week in Havana, and this whole thing
about your father will have blown over.
- Do you love me, Commodore?
- Youre a very beautiful woman.
Ill have another drink
to appreciate that.
- Where are you going?
- Fishing.
- This time of night?
- How about you? Still drinking?
- Whats the difference?
- You know something? I like you.
Well, Ill see you
on board, Alicia, : .
Oh, l-Ill
have to think that over.
You dont have to pack.
We can pick up some things in Havana.
I think Ill have to leave him
here to dry out a little.
Im very sorry you all have to go.
It has been a perfectly hideous party.
- Good night.
- Good night.
- Good night, dear.
- Good night.
Theres one more drink
left apiece.
- Shame about the ice.
- What is?
- Gone.
- Whos gone?
The ice.
Why do you like that song?
Because its a lot of hooey.
Theres nothing like a love song
to give you a good laugh.
Thats right.
Its stuffy in here, isnt it?
Might be.
What about...
we have a picnic?
Outside?
Its too stuffy
in here for a picnic.
- Wanna finish that?
- Shame to leave it.
Youre quite a boy.
- My car is outside.
- Naturally.
- Wanna go for a ride?
- Very much.
What about your guests?
Theyll crawl out
under their own steam.
L- Im going to drive.
Tha-Thats understood.
- Dont you need a coat?
- Youll do.
Wait a minute. Let me put this on you.
You might catch cold.
- How am I doing?
- Not bad.
- Scared?
- No.
Oh, no, youre not scared
of anything, are you?
Not too much.
- This fog gets me.
- Thats your hair in your eyes.
Oh.
What does the speedometer say?
Sixty-five.
Im gonna make it
and wipe that grin off your face.
I dont like gentlemen
who grin at me.
- A cop.
- What?
A policeman
is chasing us. Look.
Oh, 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,
arent you?
People like you
ought to be in bed.
- Drunk, huh?
- Just a minute, officer.
No arguments, mister.
You aint got a leg to stand on.
Sorry, but you didnt speak up.
- Thats all right.
- Sure you can handle her?
- No trouble.
- Well, you oughta know.
Wheres the ticket?
He didnt give me a ticket.
What was your name?
Devlin.
When you showed that cop
something, he saluted you.
- Did he?
- I saw him.
Why, you double-crossing buzzard!
Youre a cop!
All right, well argue later.
Get away from my car!
Get out of my car!
- Im gonna take you home.
- Youre not gonna take me home at all!
- Ooh!
- Move over.
- Come on.
- Ow!
Get out of my car,
federal cop!
Crashing my party, just like
that buzzard with the glasses!
Leave me alone! Youre trailing me
to get something on me.
Get... out!
Gonna calm down?
Good. Now, move over.
Oh.
L... Im not gonna le...
Whew!
Youd better drink tha
