All language subtitles for Alfred Hitchcock s02e23 One for the Road

Good evening.

Methinks I should never have come to the
colonies.

Here I am, the producer's dream, a
captive audience.

Unfortunately, knowing the producer, I
have already seen tonight's story

times. It is called One for the Road.

They say there are two sides to every
question.

But tonight's little problem has three
sides, for it is that age -old bit of

marital geometry, the eternal triangle.

Marsha. I'm coming, darling.

Where are my cigarettes?

I opened a fresh package for you.

Oh.

Your bag's all packed.

Good.

I put in only three shirts for you this
time.

The last few trips, you haven't worn the
fourth.

Well, there's been cooler.

They get so crushed, they have to be
laundered anyway. But if you think

need the fourth... Oh, I'll see how it
works out.

Oh, have I got time for another piece of
coffee cake?

Uh -uh.

It's not good for you.

We have to be careful of your diet.

That's what I get for marrying a nurse.

Can I bring you anything this trip?

I've got everything.

At least for half the week.

This place sure is dreary without you.

Let me, darling. I wish you didn't have
to go out on the road.

That's only for three days, darling.

You ought to be used to it by this time.

Now, where's my coat?

Right here.

Oh.

Thanks, honey.

Say, that reminds me. Don't we have an
anniversary coming up next week? Mm

Which one is it?

Fourth? Fifth?

You know very well it's the 11th.

No.

Well, if a package comes while I'm away,
no fair peeking.

Have I got everything?

Mm -hmm.

No.

You might return this to your lady
friend.

Where'd you get that?

Your gray suit.

Must be my secretary's.

I'm always borrowing hers.

Those are not Miss Englewood's initials.

Well, I'll be darned if I know where I
got it.

I'm in a dozen offices every day.

Now try to think. What do the letters B
.A. stand for?

Bachelor of Arts.

See you Friday, darling.

Love you.

Now tell me if that's too dry.

Perfect.

Isn't that another new dress you're
wearing?

Mm -hmm.

Like it?

Mm.

You must spend all your time shopping.

Well, I have to fill up those four days
somehow.

Wouldn't it be wonderful if we could be
together like this every night?

Oh, I don't know.

Might be too much of a good thing.

Speak for yourself.

They say the best romances are those
with obstacles.

Add spice.

Oh.

Oh, marriage doesn't have to be so dull.

Oh, I bet ours wouldn't be.

Are we getting married?

Penalty for bigamy is pretty severe, I'm
told.

Darling, hasn't it ever occurred to you
that... Well, you could divorce Marcia.

No.

She's a better cook than you are.

Makes wonderful coffee.

Oh, you're not being serious.

Now, suppose she finds out.

Now, that reminds me.

She found this in one of my suits.

How do you explain it?

I didn't have to explain it.

Marcia isn't a jealous woman.

I'm sorry.

I guess it's just... I love you.

Hello, Miss Inglewood?

This is Mrs. Hendricks.

Yes, I know he's out of town. That's why
I'm calling you. I have to get in touch

with him.

Where in Lockton?

Well, haven't you a number where he can
be reached?

Yes, it is an emergency.

One, eight, two.

Yes, I have it, Miss Inglewood.

Thank you.

Lockton, 182, please.

Hello?

Hello, who's this?

Well, this is Beryl.

Beryl Abbott.

Well, I was given this number to reach
Mr. Charles Hendricks.

Well, there isn't anyone here by that
name, I'm afraid.

You must have the wrong number.

Oh, I'm sorry.

Well, I'll just have it replaced,
sweetheart.

There's nothing to get so upset about.

But I was upset terribly.

I'm not superstitious or anything, but
to see my anniversary present broken...

It seemed like an omen.

I was sure that something had happened.

Well, I'm back, safe and sound.

That's why I tried to telephone you.

You?

But you knew I wasn't at the office.

Miss Englewood gave me a number to call
in Lockton.

Charles?

Who is Beryl Abbott?

I haven't sliced the idea.

That isn't true.

She answered the phone.

I don't know what number Miss Englewood
gave you, but it was obviously the wrong

one. When I'm in Lockton, I always stay
at the Willow Hotel.

Don't lie to me, Charles.

That cigarette lighter was hers and
those initials were hers.

You've been carrying on with this Beryl
Abbott.

It's true.

Isn't it?

I won't have you checking up on me.

Suppose I happen to see a woman in
Lockton. What of it?

How did you get out of it?

It's kind of ticklish for a moment.

My secretary has this number in case the
office has to get in touch with me.

She wasn't supposed to give it out, but
she didn't think that applied to my

wife.

What did you tell her?

I told her I wouldn't see you anymore.

You didn't really mean that, did you?

Just the same. I think you ought to
change your phone number.

All right. I'll get an unlisted one
tomorrow.

Good idea.

Just the same. If we were married, we
wouldn't have to worry about other

You're not going to start that again,
are you? Well, you might think about it.

All right.

I've thought about it, too.

This arrangement suits me just fine.

You lied to me.

You're still seeing that woman.

Lipstick all over your shirt.

Marsha, dear, I'm trying to work it out.

You'll have to be patient.

What is there to work out?

Can't you decide which of us you want?

It's not a question of deciding.

You're my wife.

I have to protect you.

What do you mean, Charles? Protect me
against what?

Has she threatened you?

I don't care about myself.

But I don't want you to get involved in
a scandal.

Nothing she can do to hurt us.

She can make it seem a lot worse than it
ever was.

I'd lose my job, of course.

I could move to another city and start
again.

It's you I'm worried about.

Don't you worry about me.

We'll work this out together.

I knew I could depend on you.

Everything's going to be all right.

I want you to go to the office in the
morning and not worry about it anymore.

I don't deserve you, Marsha.

Good night.

Darling.

Hmm? Would you mind taking the bus to
the office tomorrow?

I think I'd like to have the car.

I want to do some shopping.

Of course you can have the car.

Yes?

Well, is there something I can do for
you?

Oh, I'm from the Welfare Association.

I'm collecting old clothes. Oh, yes.

Well, I'm afraid that I don't have any
old clothes.

Anything at all will do, no matter how
old the clothes are. No, you see, I

keep any old clothes.

But it's such a worthy cause.

Surely you have something that you'll
never wear again.

Well, um...

I'll tell you, I'll see what I have in
that back closet if you'll just come

later, all right? I don't mind waiting.
It's no trouble, really.

All right, huh?

Must be a minute.

I was just admiring your kitchen.

It's so practical.

Well, it serves the purpose.

You have a beautiful house.

Did the decorator do it?

No, a friend of mine gave me some ideas.

Oh, I see.

Well... I'm thinking of buying a new
divan.

May I ask how much this one cost?

Why, I really have no idea.

Oh, I'm afraid these aren't very
practical. I hope there's something here

can use.

They're lovely.

I'm sure they can be made over.

Here's an old raincoat.

Maybe some man can use that.

Your husband must be a tall man.

Yes, he is.

I have trouble keeping mine on a diet.

Do you have that problem?

No, I'm afraid that I rather indulge
mine.

Thank you.

Oh, goodbye.

Yes? This is Miss Inglewood down at the
office. I've been trying to reach you

all afternoon.

Yes.

I went shopping.

Your husband asked me to let you know he
was called out of town.

But he couldn't have.

He left the car at home.

Yes, I know. He took a company car.

He said it would be rather late, Mrs.
Hendricks. He had to go all the way to

Lockton.

Lockton.

Are you all right?

Yes, Miss Englewood, I'm quite all
right.

Well, what a pleasant surprise.

Is there something wrong? I mean, you're
three days early.

Well, there's something we've got to
discuss.

Marsha's being very difficult.

I thought I could smooth it over, but I
couldn't.

Well, I suppose it had to come to a
choice sooner or later.

I'm glad you're taking it so well.

Oh.

So Marsha wins.

Well, after all, I'm married to her.

Sure, it wasn't any contest at all, was
it?

I thought if we didn't see each other
for a while, a few months, just long

enough to satisfy Marsha, then we could
pick up where we left off.

Well, how very clever of you to work it
out so neatly.

Now, don't be like that, darling. I'm
sorry.

I understand.

I'll miss you, of course.

You know that.

Might not be as long as we think.

Where is he?

Is he all right? What are you talking
about?

I'm Marsha Hendricks.

Where's Charles?

You're his wife.

I put something in the sugar bowl this
afternoon.

What do you mean?

It's poison. I got it from the hospital
where I used to work.

You were trying to poison me.

I never dreamed that Charles would come
here today. I tried to telephone you.

Then I drove just as fast as I could to
get here in time.

You didn't get here in time.

You know Charles and his coffee?

Exactly two teaspoons full for every
cup.

I sat there and watched him do it.

I had no idea it was poisoned.

Where is he?

Well, he left here about an hour ago.

We have to find him.

We have to get him to a doctor.

I'll go to the police.

If you go to the police, you'll have to
tell them how Charles got that poison.

I'm going to the police. Mrs. Hendricks,
if he's dead, you're a murderess.

Nothing matters except Charles.

Oh, just some woman from the Welfare
Association, collecting old clothes.

Oh?

Maybe it's just as well we're calling it
off.

I'm getting mighty tired of hiding every
time that doorbell rings.

That is rather undignified, isn't it?

But, add spice.

Too much seasoning can spoil any dish.

Well, your troubles will soon be over.

You'll be safe at home with Marsha.

You know, marriage does have certain
advantages.

Yes, I recall making that same remark.

Oh, let's not go through that again.

We did have wonderful times together,
didn't we, Charles?

Of course we did, darling.

It was perfect.

I wanted it to be.

You want to know a secret?

Uh -uh.

I've been learning to cook for you.

I'd give anything if it didn't have to
be this way.

You sure you don't want a divorce,
Marshal?

I'm afraid that's out of the question.

All right, darling.

At least we can part friends.

I really should be going.

Oh, come on.

Haven't you got time for a cup of coffee
with... An old friend.

Of whom I'll always be very fond.

I hope you always will.

How about one for the road?

With an old friend.

It's good to be free again, which is
more than Beryl Abbott is. You see, she

arrested and paid for her crime.

Next time, we shall be back with another
story.

Good night.