All language subtitles for Alfred Hitchcock s03e38 The Impromptu Murder

Good evening ladies and gentlemen. I
must interrupt this program to make a

announcement.

The invasion from Mars is already
underway.

I repeat, the invasion from Mars is
already underway.

Martians have actually landed and are
among us.

We have captured some of them and will
show them to you now so that you can

your enemy.

You may have seen some of these
creatures in your city.

They have rounded backs, a body that
looks like a tired balloon.

Pointed red feet with no toes and long
colored legs.

Here are the prisoners we have taken so
far.

This one was captured in broad daylight
at the Sanssouci Canasta Club.

Notice the needlepoint heel.

Probably lethal.

The uniform seems to have been designed
so that we can't tell which way this

one's going. Very deceptive.

Notice the knapsack and the space for
weapon storage.

And look at the shoes.

Obviously, they were never designed for
the human foot.

And here we have the most dangerous
type.

Notice the high oblong head and the
cloche helmet. The creature can, at a

moment's notice, inflate this for a fast
return to Mars.

Take them to our leader.

And now, speaking of our beloved leader,
I feel it is indeed fitting and proper

that in this moment of grave worldwide
danger, he give us one of his one

-minute inspirational talks.

Good morning, sir. Good morning, Hobson.

It's the potent.

Thank you.

Well, here's one from Miss Wilkinson.

Do you remember her, Hobson? Oh, yes,
sir, I do indeed.

She's passing this way next week and
will look in for a chat.

Rather odd. Not one word from her in
nine years and now she decides to pass

way.

Definitely odd.

I wonder what she wants this time.

You must be very proud that your
brother's been elected mayor, Miss

yes, of course, I'm very proud indeed,
though I must admit that the prospect of

acting as mayor has quite terrified me.

I'm not at all good at mixing with
people, I'm afraid. Oh, nonsense,

Don't give it a thought. You'll be
excellent.

I do hope so.

Here we are.

Thank you.

Well, with all your new duties, it'll be
a relief to dispense with some of your

other responsibilities, I dare say. No,
no, indeed. I'm quite prepared to carry

on for my clients as before.

I shan't let anyone down. You may be
sure.

Oh, yes, I'm sure.

But at least it'll work no hardship on
you to be free of the bothers of my

affairs. No bother whatsoever, Miss
Wilkinson?

Of course, if you're dissatisfied... Oh,
no, no, on the contrary.

I was very pleased.

But it seems that the king has
practically commanded my brother to

factory. Oh, how interesting.

Yes, isn't it? Of course, my brother can
use every penny he can lay his hands

on. He says that he can double my money
in six months.

So it seems almost a duty to invest with
him, doesn't it?

Well, now, perhaps it does, if one
thinks of it that way.

Of course, you understand that your
shares can't be sold at anything like

original worth today.

At not even half, perhaps.

Even so, if my money is doubled in six
months, well, I should just be back

I started, shouldn't I?

And from then on, it'll be pure profit.
Surely the war will last that long,

don't you think?

Oh, I...

I don't think I'd care to have you
depend on my opinion there, Miss

But if it didn't, you'd be ruined.

You do understand that, of course.

Well, yes.

But I shall take the risk.

I feel it's worth the risk to have the
war done with.

Oh, yes.

I can't think of any other reason why I
shouldn't. Can you, Mr. Dole?

No, I can't, Miss Wilkinson.

I think it's probably an excellent idea.

Lunch is served, ma 'am.

Bring it with you.

Thank you.

Thank you.

Good platform, Mum.

Good morning, Barclay. Good morning to
you, sir.

You're a bit early, ain't you? Yes, I
am.

A client of mine.

She's up in first class ahead.

A lady who spent the night with her to
want to get up to London early, so I

thought I'd see her off and travel with
her as far as Littlemead. It's my day

there, you know.

As a matter of fact, I was coming to see
you myself today.

It won't take long if you dare to talk
now.

But maybe you want to get back to
Nadine.

Oh, no, I can spare you a few moments.
Certainly.

Courage is empty.

Step in here. Good.

Good afternoon, sir. Good

afternoon.

Well, what's this?

No tea today?

I thought I'd be late. It's all ready,
sir, but Miss Daw, I don't know if she's

coming down.

She's been that queer all day.

Stayed in her room.

We thought we should send for Dr.
Gardner, but she said no, we wasn't to,

she just wanted to rest.

I'd better see what's amiss.

I'll just run up and have a look.

Marjorie?

Marjorie, are you awake?

Yes.

Dear girl.

What's wrong?

Well, now.

If you're feeling ill, we must then for
Dr. Gardner at once.

No, I'm not ill.

And I don't want Dr. Gardner.

Very well, my dear.

You do whatever you think is best.

we should have to be quite suspicious of
you.

A woman comes to her solicitor to
withdraw her capital and then

disappears.

Oh, now, look here, Charles. After all
these years, I'm... Yes, I

suppose you would.

However, there must be evidence which
would help... Exactly.

Since the carriage man, the station
master and the porter all definitely

Miss Wilkinson on that train to London,
it leaves you in the clear.

However, we've been able to find no
trace of Miss Wilkinson since she

that train.

I do hope that you can be of some help
to us there.

Well, I can place her on the train as
far as Littlemead.

That's all, I'm afraid.

What? You mean you rode with her to
Littlemead? Yes.

Well, that is most of the way.

I went once to wash my hands.

And on the way back, I stopped to talk
to a client who'd got on at Mertow, a

farmer by the name of Barclay.

But I was back in the carriage before we
reached Littlemead, so I can definitely

say she was there.

Was there anyone else in the compartment
with you and Miss Wilkinson? No, just

the two of us.

Not many on those early trains, you
know.

Now, let me just get this clear.

Although you traveled to Littlemead with
Miss Wilkinson, you did not accompany

her to the station.

That's correct.

Well, wasn't that rather odd?

Well, uh...

Yes, of course it was.

Charles, I hope you'll treat this in
confidence.

I wouldn't like Miss Wilkinson to hear
about it or anyone else.

Yes, of course.

The fact is, you know, it's still dark
at six o 'clock.

Well, she was making rather a lot of the
situation.

Giggling and thimpering and saying it
was all most unconventional and she

there'd be no talk.

You know, a maiden lady of these years
can quite genuinely imagine that things

have happened which haven't happened at
all.

Do you remember that case in
Peterborough last month? Yes.

So I thought it would be better if I
walked to the station.

And did you? Yes.

Now, can you recall anything Miss
Wilkinson said at any time?

Anything which would indicate that she
was under some kind of stress?

Anything which would seem to you in the
least bit out of the ordinary?

I'm sorry. Sorry, Charles.

I can't think of a thing.

Well, if you do think of anything,
however trivial, you'll be sure and let

know, won't you? Oh, indeed, I shall.

I'm most concerned about her.

Besides, we came to no final decision
about the investment of her capital in

brother's factory.

Oh?

And you feel you shouldn't do this
without consulting her first?

Oh, positively not.

In a matter of this importance, I
shouldn't dream of acting without

instructions from the client.

I see.

Well, I must be running along.

Thank you, Henry.

Goodbye, Charles.

Never mind.

Bye, Henry.

Let me know if there's anything I can
do.

Still rising?

Yeah.

The fields at the river's edge must be
six or eight feet underwater by this

time. Well, come and have your tea,
dear.

It won't help to worry about it.

If it doesn't stop, we shall have to
postpone tomorrow's ceremony.

And with Colonel Sir Francis Gerald
coming, too.

Can't dedicate the role of honor
indoors.

No, dear, of course not.

But I'm sure you realize by now that no
one can have everything just as he would

like it.

No, of course, my dear.

And so we are met here today in solemn
purpose to dedicate this roll of honor

which bears the names of those brave men
of Swallow's Bath who have made the

ultimate sacrifice, who have given their
very lives in this grim and crucial

conflict.

To speak of them, to honor them at these
ceremonies, there could be no one more

fitted, more appropriate than a man who
has been one of them himself.

and we are indeed fortunate that such a
man has consented to address us here

today. I refer to, and I am proud to
introduce... Look!

One whom, in truth, needs no
introduction.

Look!

One whom is well known to all of us by
the record of his valiant exploits,

Colonel Sir Francis Jarrow.

Bobby!

it's a man no it's a woman

It's a matter of identification, Henry.

It occurred to me that the body might
possibly be Miss Wilkinson.

Seems highly unlikely.

How could it get back here?

I dare say you're right.

But the doctor says the time factor
seems to coincide. So I thought under

circumstances you might come along to
the mortuary for a look and give us your

opinion.

No, no, I couldn't possibly. I cannot
bear the sight of a dead body.

I know how you feel, but you do
understand we have to make quite

you?

No, it's not like her at all.

Not at all.

Well, I certainly appreciate your
coming, Henry.

We do have to make sure, you know.

Oh.

Good afternoon, Charles.

Good afternoon, Henry.

I wonder if I might have another word
with you.

Very well. Come along in.

Is your sister about?

No, she's not feeling well.

She's delicate, you know, and that
business this afternoon, that was rather

shock.

Yes, of course.

I'm sorry to hear it, though, because it
was she I wanted to see mainly.

I wanted to ask her to come down and
view the body, too.

Well, that's absolutely out of the
question.

I couldn't possibly allow her to be put
through such an ordeal, and besides,

it's pointless.

I knew Miss Wilkinson much better than
Marjorie did, and I have already said

body couldn't be hers.

Henry, when you looked at the face, did
you notice anything peculiar possibly

resulting from the exposure?

Are you suggesting that I didn't examine
the body properly, Charles?

Yes, I'm suggesting you kept your eyes
shut the whole time.

It's not uncommon for people to keep
their eyes closed when viewing a corpse.

For instance, a murderer will do it nine
times out of ten when the body is his

victim. Why, that's an outrageous
insinuation.

Suppose I did keep my eyes closed.

It couldn't be her, and I have told you
I cannot stand the sight of a dead body.

Yes, but you see, Henry, that makes your
identification quite useless.

So now, if you'll be kind enough to ask
your sister to come down...

I'm sorry, Charles, but I must refuse.
My sister is not strong enough to be

dragged into this.

Henry, much as I would regret it, if you
force us to, we shall have to take the

necessary legal steps to secure your
sister's... No, no, Charles, no, no.

I cannot allow you to put her through
the torture of your inquisition, nor to

try and make her an accessory.

She had nothing to do with this at any
time. I and I'll...

I

killed Miss Wilkinson.

Then she did need her money.

Yes.

And you didn't have it?

No.

We've been put to considerable expense
in the past few years.

Excuse me, Charles.

Hello?

Oh, one moment, please.

It's for you, Charlie.

Inspector Tarrant here.

Yes.

What's that?

Was he absolutely sure?

I see. All right, thank you.

Now then, Henry, after you'd killed Miss
Wilkinson,

What did you do with the body?

I buried it near the river under a slab
of stone.

Still can't understand how it got washed
up.

I've had no opportunity to go and look
yet.

Well, we can go now.

Miss Wilkinson's brother was called down
from London, you see, and he has just

told my assistant that the body at the
mortuary positively is not hers.

So much for the strange case of Henry
Daw.

For the next minute, I intend to step
over to the stockade and interrogate our

prisoners, after which I'll bounce back.

I wish to state categorically that all
the statements made previously were

facetious, that no invasion from Mars
has taken place, and that the attractive

costumes you see on these lovely
earthlings are the final step in a

evolution toward the ultimate in beauty.

I shall be back.

I shall be back next week with another
story.

Until then, good night.