All language subtitles for Alfred Hitchcock s03e37 The Canary Sedan

Good evening, ladies, and please don't
adjust your sets. I think the picture

tube needs a little dusting.

Why, my name's Alfred, too.

Why is it, Master, that when you can
have any wish you desire, you prefer

talk?

Any wish I desire?

If you want me, rub the lamp.

How long have you been in that tube?

Master, you have a mania for the
unimportant.

I have been there for years.

No one ever does.

And whoever heard of a genie conjured up
by a vacuum cleaner?

And now master the wish.

And remember the words of Allah.

Think big.

But what I want is priceless.

Nothing is too great.

Diamonds, rubies.

This would be too much to ask. Master,
the wish, the wish.

Give me a Camacho!

Give me a Camacho!

She's still out.

Two scotch and water.

Oh.

She ain't an ordinary person.

I've been watching her ever since she
left Liverpool.

You don't mean to tell me you believe
she can talk to spirits.

Well, last night as I was closing, she
was sitting over there all by herself

nursing a frappe.

She hadn't even touched it.

So I goes over there and I says, Mrs.
Bowlby, I says, I hope you'll forgive me

for presuming like this, but I was just
wondering how much that Ouija board of

yours really knows.

Oh, sit down, young man, she says to me.

And the next thing I know, me fingertips
is on the planchette with hers and her

eyes looking into mine.

Before you can say what's what, me hand
starts to move and the board spelled out

C -H -I -L -D -R -E -Y.

Childry? What's so uncommon about that?

That's where I was born.

Oh.

Who is she anyway?

She's Mrs.

James St. George Bernard Bowlby. Her
husband's something big in the Grand

Oriental Bank in Hong Kong.

She's been in London very sick, but
she's better now, she told me, so she's

joining him over there.

Now, what's a lady like that want to
mope around with a Ouija board for

I don't know.

You do not know my language.

No, I'm sorry.

Then you do not know what you have just
spelled.

Chung -Yung.

Chung -Yung?

It means the middle road.

The principle by which thinking men
order their conduct.

Chung -Yung is the driving force of my
own life.

The essence of my beliefs.

Mrs. Bowlby, you are possessed of most
extraordinary powers.

aren't we? Yes, ma 'am.

Hong Kong.

It's a long way from England, isn't it?

Mr. Bulb has been writing me about it. I
don't think he cares for it much.

But it seems so... so exciting.

Well, I... I'm here about my thing.

My dear, so sorry I'm late.

Well, you look splendid, my dear. Quite
recovered, I must say. Thank you. Was

the voyage too bad for you? Oh, no, no,
it wasn't bad.

No, let me look at you.

The clothes, they're new, aren't they?

Yes, well, the tailors here aren't too
bad, you know. Very cheap.

Well, let's eat your things. Must hurry.

Hurry? Yes, actually, I should have been
in Macau last night. We've taken over

another bank down there. But I've asked
Thompson, my number two man, to see you

through until I get back.

He's quite good on details, though not
as late as usual.

How do you do? This place gets worse
every day. Mrs. Bowlby, Mr. Thompson.

do you do? Hi.

What do you think of Hong Kong?

It's very crowded, isn't it? Gets worse
every day, I tell you. Look here, I

shall be back by tomorrow at noon. See
that Mrs. Bowlby gets settled, if you

will, like a good fellow.

She'll need some cards and grades
straight away.

Cards? Yes, calling cards. It's the
system here.

The newcomer calls first rather than the
other way around. It's a curious and

disturbing system, aren't you?

Particularly shy as you are, but very
necessary in this part of the country.

Silly, I know, but there's no escaping
it, I fear. Or she'll need a car and a

chauffeur. Oh, that seems an unnecessary
expense. Well, there are always plenty

of second -hand cars going from many
sources.

A sedan, I think, because of the dust.

Nixon's garage, you suggest?

Yes. He's a reliable enough fellow.

But I don't understand why I need a car.

Well, there's little else to do here in
Hong Kong, Mrs. Dolby, except drive

around and look at the sights.

There's the round -the -island drive and
Repulse Bay. You'll find it quite

essential, my dear.

But you don't have one.

Well, with you away in London, I didn't
get about as much as I should.

Anyway, it'll be very handy if you're
shopping.

Well...

You'll be in good hands with Thompson
here.

Jim!

You will be back by tomorrow.

Of course.

Mrs. Bowlby.

Mrs.

Bowlby.

Is everything all right?

Yes.

Mr. Nixon, good afternoon.

Oh, Mr. Thompson.

Mr. Bovey, may I present Mr. Nixon.

How do you do? My pleasure. Mr. Bowlby
suggested you might have a decent second

-hand car, preferably a sedan.

Well, I think you're in luck. We've
several good ones on hand.

We have a number of sedans out back.

We just got this one less than a week
ago.

It's beautiful, isn't it? Good
suspension.

You'll want that on these roads, Mrs.
Bowlby.

I do like it, but...

Maybe I'd like it a little better if it
were a lighter color.

A lighter color?

For example, Mrs. Bowlby?

Oh, I don't know.

Perhaps canary yellow.

That's peculiar you should say that.

This car, Mrs. Bowlby, that's exactly
the color it was before we had it

repainted. Oh, you mean it was yellow?

Yes, canary yellow.

But I'm dashed if any of it shows
through.

Who was the owner?

Well, I'm not quite sure. We bought the
car after the owners left.

But obviously they took good care of it.

What do you think, Mrs. Bowman?

It's very nice.

If it isn't too expensive.

Good. And if you don't choose us, we'll
go over here and make the arrangements.

positively all the calling we shall do
today.

Someone once said the worst thing that
can happen to anyone is to be born a

woman. He must have meant this business
of paying calls.

Chang?

Missy? Do you understand a word of what
I'm saying?

Oh, many, Missy.

How many?

Go, stop, here, there, good, bad,

home, bank.

Excellent.

Oh? Good.

Oh, good.

Oh, it's lovely.

Really lovely.

It must be breathtaking at night for the
lanterns on those funny little boats.

Where does this road take us?

To hills, Missy.

Chuck.

Jacques, you are so silly.

Jacques,

did you hear anything?

No, Missy.

Jacques,

stop.

Jacques, surely must you go so soon? I
found a lovely little house today.

Where we can meet and nobody knows.

It has a charming garden with a willow
tree and a pond.

There must be some kind of rock
formation here.

The voices must carry from down below
somewhere.

Funny, for a moment there, I could have
sworn there was someone here in the car

with me.

A woman.

A woman terribly in love.

No, wonderfully in love.

I'm sorry, my dear.

I've been neglecting you.

It's been one crisis after another at
the bank.

However, you'll have a change of pace
tonight.

You'll enjoy the Adamses party.

Charming American couple.

He's one of our biggest depositors.
Knows everyone in Hong Kong.

I'm sorry I upset you, Jim.

About the car.

Oh, I just felt it was too large for our
needs, that's all.

Anyway, let's not say any more about it,
shall we?

Jacques, Jacques Moucherie.

Remember tonight at the Milners.

The fourth dance is ours, and the
seventh, and the tenth.

Jim, did you hear it?

Hear what?

A sort of sound in the car.

It's probably the springs.

Then you did hear something.

Frankly, no.

Then I leave you now.

Until tonight, Sherry.

Is there a Milner family in Hong Kong?

Yes, they own a boatyard. Very social.

Why, have you met them?

Not exactly.

Whatever is the matter?

Nothing. Nothing at all.

Laura. You're not seeing things again,
are you?

It's nobody's fault but your parents.

Anyone who'd bring up a sensitive child
with a superstitious old Irish nurse.

Bridget had nothing to do with it.

Look, Laura, your precious Bridget spent
her time pilling you up with old wives'

tales, and personally I blame her for
all your troubles.

I have asked you never, never to speak
about Bridget like that to me.

Oh, such rubbish. She told you all those
ridiculous fairy stories. Stop it!

Sorry.

We're almost here.

Another day, another dollar, eh?

Forgive me, Jim.

Forgive me, darling. I didn't mean to.

It's forgotten.

Now, about tonight. Have Chang call for
me at six, where Judith Adams is by

eight.

My husband envies you terribly, Miss
Adams. He says you have the most

memory. That you've never forgotten
anything or anybody.

Well, I... It's a wonderful gift.

Oh, not at all.

It's a matter of interest, really.

Interest in people and things.

Well, whatever.

Perhaps you can help me.

Oh, I should be delighted.

Do you recall ever seeing a yellow sedan
in the streets or at any of the

parties? A yellow sedan?

No, I'm afraid I don't.

Oh, of course.

But come to think of it, I haven't
noticed it around for a while.

They must have taken it with them.

Who did it belong to?

The Count and Countess Dardenne.

They sailed back to France just last
month.

The Count Dardenne.

Was his name Jacques?

No, Francois.

A fine fellow.

Then you didn't know them.

No, but I've heard a little about her. I
must confess I'm very curious.

Was she very beautiful?

A lovely creature.

Enchanting, really.

Did anything happen to her?

Anything tragic?

It's odd that you should ask that.

Lately, she had been acting pretty
despondent.

It didn't make sense to me.

Fine husband, plenty of money.

I suspect these didn't suit her. She
insisted that Francois take her home.

Then she is still alive.

Why, of course.

Oh, Sherry, I do so love our house.

Oh, yes, I've taken care of the fish
pond.

You know where the edge is broken.

The repairman is coming tomorrow to put
fresh mortar along the parapet.

Will you write an inscription in it
while it's still damp?

Ah, yes, that will be lovely, Jacques.

The words will harden with the mortar
and last, and last forever.

Who are you?

I'm sorry, but I seem to be overhearing
your conversation. I feel like an

eavesdropper.

But you mentioned some people who live
here.

The Milners. You must also have lived in
Hong Kong.

Did you?

We go home now, Chang.

Yes, Missy.

Please, don't cry.

Please.

Oh, Jacques, I cannot bear it. I know I
shall die.

Let's run away while there's still time.

What if they talk? Who cares as long as
we have each other?

Oh, Jacques, as long as I live, I will
love you.

Countess, can you hear me?

Countess, let me tell you something.

When I first heard you, I was... Well, I
was embarrassed listening to such an

intimate conversation.

But despite myself, I kept on listening.

Now I find I... Well, I suppose I envy
you.

Yes, that's what it is.

Not bad envy, you understand, but... My
life with Jim...

I've never known anything like...

Jim never wanted and I never dared to
say the things that you and Jacques have

said to one another.

And felt.

I'm very proper, you see.

Quite conventional, really.

But I never thought of judging you
for... You are married, you see, after

But I understand. Oh, I do so
understand.

That's what I'm trying to say.

Countess. Please, Countess. Goodbye,
Jacques.

Goodbye.

Driver. Quickly.

Chang. Do you understand?

Street.

Small street.

We go.

Pohua Shan, hutong, quickly.

Yes, Missy.

Wait here.

Excuse me.

The lady of the house, is she in?

The house is empty.

Oh. May I ask who lived here last?

A lady, a French lady.

And she's gone?

She's gone.

I see.

Thank you.

Just as she said it was.

The table, the fish pond, the willow
tree.

How silent it is.

And how sad.

It was a mistake for me to come here.

No, it was wrong. I shouldn't have come.

Sweetest love, I do not go for weariness
of thee.

They who one another keep alive, their
part it be.

Missy Bovee?

Missy is late.

We must hurry.

Pick up Mr. Bovee.

Why don't you appear?

I have two more wishes coming.

I think I know what you want, and I
don't care to be there to see.

Name your wish, and it will be granted.

Naturally, I would get a fastidious
genie.

Ladies and gentlemen, I present a rare
and priceless gift, a television

commercial, after which I shall take my
leave until next week.

the little man his third wish, which was
to leave you until next week.

Granting wishes is easier two at a time.
I save on overhead.

Now that you know how to summon me, we
shall probably be seeing more of each

other.

Well, don't just sit there. Get the dust
cloth.