From "Presumed Innocent": Det. Lipranzer: How ya doin'? Christmas Present. [takes out glass which was key piece of evidence that went missing during the trial] Rusty Sabich: You're sticking your neck out pretty far on this one, Lip. Det. Lipranzer: It was them that fucked up. Remember when they came around and gathered all the evidence? The glass wasn't there, I took it down to Dickerman. The next day, I get a call. The test is done, I can come pick up my glass. But when I went down there, Molto had signed 'returned to evidence.' I guess they figured I'd put it back. Only, I got no place to put it since it ain't my Goddamned case anymore. So I tossed the thing in my drawer. I figure sooner or later someone's gotta ask me about it. Noone ever did. Rusty Sabich: You think I killed her. Det. Lipranzer: The lady was bad news. Rusty Sabich: So that makes it okay that I killed her. Det. Lipranzer: Did ya? Rusty Sabich: Oh, pal. [sigh, tosses glass into the water] Trailer: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=FnNlN-TWAmQ

I agree with Welles, this is his best film.

Stalag 17: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=SiR6LEVoWf8 INT. BARRACK 4 - (DUSK) The electric lights are burning. Sefton enters, whistling. Duke slips behind him, slams the door shut, and stands there blocking the exit. Sefton stops whistling. He surveys the situation. About twenty- five P.O.W.s stand around silently, looking at him. Hoffy, Price, Harry and Stosh in the foreground. SEFTON (casually) Hi. No answer. SEFTON Too late for chow? No answer. SEFTON What's the matter, boys? Is my slip showing? HOFFY I'll say it is. You spilled a little borscht on it. SEFTON Borscht? STOSH Have a nice time over there? SEFTON Oh! Somebody was peeking! He nonchalantly starts peeling off his coat. SEFTON Yeah! Had a dreamy time! Those dames, they really know how to throw a party. I've handled some pretty interesting material in my day, but between you and me, there's just nothing like the hot breath of the Cossacks. There's a couple of blonde snipers over there, real man-killers... He breaks off as his eyes fall on his footlockers. He sees that they have been broken open. SEFTON What's this? They just look at him. He turns to Cookie, who is curled up in his bunk, petrified. SEFTON What happened, Cookie? Who did it? HOFFY We did it. SEFTON There better not be anything missing. This is private property. PRICE So was the radio private property. So was Manfredi and Johnson. SEFTON What about the radio? DUKE (moving in on Sefton) Yeah, what about it? (to Hoffy and Price) Cut the horsing around. We know he's the stoolie and we know what the pay- off is. Let's get on with it. SEFTON Let's get on with what? What is this anyway? A Kangaroo Court? Why don't you get a rope and do it right? DUKE You make my mouth water. SEFTON You're all wire happy, boys. You've been in this camp too long. You put two and two together and it comes out four. Only it ain't four. HOFFY What's it add up to you, Sefton? SEFTON It adds up that you got yourselves the wrong guy. Because I'm telling you. The Krauts wouldn't plant two stoolies in one barrack. And whatever you do to me you're going to have to do all over again when you find the right guy. BLONDIE (from the window) Watch it! He snaps the wash. EXT. COMPOUND - (NIGHT BY NOW) Planks have been laid from the Administration Building to Barrack 4. Two German guards are just putting down the last plank right against the barrack. Von Scherbach strides down the planks. He is accompanied by his aide and two German soldiers. They, of course, are marching through the mud. The aide hurries ahead to open the door to the barrack. INT. BARRACK 4 - (NIGHT) Von Scherbach enters, followed by his aide. All the P.O.W.s look on tensely. VON SCHERBACH Good evening, Sergeants. (looking around) A bit dank in here, isn't it?... Where is the Baracken-Fuehrer? HOFFY (stepping up) Yes, sir. VON SCHERBACH You have a Lieutenant here... He holds out his hand. His aide hands him a slip of paper. VON SCHERBACH (reading) ...a Lieutenant James Dunbar? HOFFY Yes, sir. DUNBAR I am Lieutenant Dunbar. VON SCHERBACH What is your number? DUNBAR (reading off his dog- tags) 105-353. VON SCHERBACH (checking with paper) That is correct. (he salutes) Lieutenant Dunbar, I came to apologize for the accommodations. Ordinarily, of course, we never put officers up with enlisted men. DUNBAR I'll live. VON SCHERBACH Quite a transportation jam we are having outside of Frankfurt! They are very angry in Berlin. They will be even angrier on the East Front, waiting for that ammunition train. Don't you think so, Lieutenant? DUNBAR I don't know what you're talking about, Colonel. VON SCHERBACH Of course you don't. Now, Lieutenant, how would you like to join me in my quarters? I have a nice fire going. DUNBAR I'm okay here. Why bother? VON SCHERBACH No bother. I'm very grateful for a little company. You see, I suffer from insomnia. DUNBAR Ever try forty sleeping pills? VON SCHERBACH (to his aide, sharply) Abfuehren! The aide takes Dunbar by the arm. HOFFY (to the aide) Wait a minute. We have some rights here. (to von Scherbach) Why is this man being taken out? VON SCHERBACH (looking around the room) Curtains would do wonders for this barrack. (on second thought) You will not get them. He snaps his fingers. The aide marches Dunbar out. Von Scherbach follows, slamming the door after him. For a moment, there is a stunned silence. Then: BAGRADIAN How did he ever find out about that ammunition train? HOFFY You must have shot off your mouth all the way from Frankfurt to here. BAGRADIAN We did not. PRICE Maybe just a hint or so. Think hard. BAGRADIAN I don't have to think. We didn't tell anything to anybody. Not a word. Not until we hit this barrack. The men stand struck. Then all eyes go to Sefton. He is closing his footlockers. He senses their look. Straightens up. SEFTON What are you looking at me for? No answer. He shoves the footlockers under his bunk. From OFF come whistles and shouts: 'Lights Out!' The lights go out. The barrack is in semi-darkness. SEFTON I suppose some jerk's going to say I did it. He crawls into his bunk. He lies there, his eyes wide open. The air is charged. After a long moment, the men move in on him, led by Duke and Stosh. Sefton sits up to meet them. A couple of guys grab him from behind, hold him down. SEFTON Why don't you try it one at a time? The first blows are falling. Joey lies in his bunk, his head propped against the bedpost, his face still in idiotic Hitler make-up. He does not comprehend the SOUNDS from Sefton's bunk, the beating and muffled cries. In the foreground, the electric bulb, hanging straight, sways gently. FADE OUT:

Atonement (2007), screenplay by Christopher Hampton, novel by Ian McEwan. INT. LIBRARY. NIGHT. BRIONY, her face sharply lit against the dark library wall, is being interrogated by a stony-faced plain clothes INSPECTOR. EMILY is scarcely visible. He rattles out the questions intimidatingly; but BRIONY’S answers are firm and unhesitating. INSPECTOR: You saw him, then? BRIONY: Yes, I saw him. INSPECTOR: Just as you see me. BRIONY: I know it was him. INSPECTOR: You know it was him, or you saw him? BRIONY: Yes, I did. I saw him. INSPECTOR: With your own eyes? BRIONY: Yes. I saw him, I saw him with my own eyes. Trailer: http://movieclips.com/W9cV-atonement-movie-trailer-1/

The Crucible (1996), written by Arthur Miller. Abigail Williams: A woman comes to my bed every night now and tears out my eyes. Judge Danforth: Can you make out who she may be? Abigail Williams: I believe she be Reverend John Hale's wife sir. Judge Danforth: You must be mistaken my child. The wife of a minister be unlikely... Abigail Williams: Satan may reach anyone sir. Trailer: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=iUIAxTxrnCc One of many false accusations in this story.