All language subtitles for Alfred Hitchcock s04e25 The Kind Waitress

Good evening.

Tonight I'm dining at my favorite club.

There are many advantages here.

As you can see, informality is the rule.

There is also the stimulation of
intellectual companionship without the

deafening quiet that pervades in most
clubs.

Best of all, I like its privacy.

Only four persons are allowed at the
table and, of course, No one pays any

attention to you.

Our program is not restricted to views
of the Tonia clubs.

We also plan a visit to the cinema where
we shall see a film entitled The Kind

Waitress. It begins after this one
-minute appetizer.

Miss Manheim hasn't come yet, hmm?

Take it easy, Thelma. She'll show up.

It's 8 .30. She usually has a dinner
before 8.

You can relax now. There she is.

Marianne, tell the chef, will you? She
want eggs scrambled soft and dry toast

and tea. I think I don't know that order
by this time. Don't forget the milk.

She won't drink a tea without it.

Good evening, Mrs. Manahan.

Good evening, dear.

Your order's on the fire.

Here, let me do that.

There.

Love that fur. It's beautiful.

You're a little late tonight.

Haven't been sick, have you? A little.

Just a little.

But it's to be expected at my age.

Don't you think you ought to see Dr.
Lacey again? No.

He would just give me more of his silly
medicine.

I never take the stuff.

You ought to.

When my time comes, the Lord will take
me.

Medicine won't help.

But thank you for worrying, Thelma. You
are a good child.

I'm 38.

Pretty old for a child.

To me, it's very young.

Can you sit and talk a little?

I guess so.

Till your order's ready.

How are you getting on?

Same as usual, I guess.

Still in that rooming house?

It's crummy, but it's cheap.

Take some water.

I'm all right.

Well, that's not really true.

I'm pretty sick.

For the first time, I feel old.

Mrs. Mannerheim, I think... Now, don't
you fret.

What I wanted to tell you, in case
anything happens to me, I mean, I think

of you.

And I want to help you.

You know what I'm talking about?

No. I'm an old woman, Thelma.

And I have more money than I know what
to do with.

My sister, the last relative I had,
passed on a year ago.

You are my only friend.

And I want you to know I've taken care
of you.

Taken care of me?

In my will.

You have been kind to me, Thelma.

And I am grateful.

When I die, you will be able to leave
this job, move out of your rooming house

to a nice apartment.

You have always admired this, dear.

So I am giving it to you now.

Mrs. Mannerheim, you don't have to do
this.

But I want to do it.

And you will receive a considerable
legacy later on.

I haven't much time left.

I dreamt of a coffee last night.

Do you believe in dreams?

I don't know.

I think I'm having a kind of dream right
now.

Maybe I'd better get you dinner before
it gets cold.

What held you up up and waiting here an
hour? Honey, guess what happened? Did

you bring anything to eat? Don't I even
rate a kiss? First things first.

What's in the bag? I brought you a roast
beef sandwich.

And some french fries, too.

But they're not cold.

They're cold.

No beer? Darling, I was so excited, I
forgot.

Arthur, I got something to tell you.
Write me a letter. It's important.

To you as well as to me.

What'd you do? Get canned?

I got left some money.

In a will.

Who died?

Nobody. Not yet.

Do you remember that sweet old lady I
told you about, Miss Manaheim?

Well, she gave me this lovely pin
tonight.

And she told me she's leaving me a
considerable legacy in her will.

She's such a sweet old lady, honey.

Holy cow.

I've been a day late and a dollar short
on my cotton -picking life.

No more playing for peanuts. I could
start my own band.

Can't you just see it?

A six -piece combo and me and a liquor
stick.

I wonder how much a considerable legacy
means in terms of cash.

She's awful rich.

Could be $20 ,000, maybe $50 ,000.

$50 ,000?

Go, girl, go.

Hey, you're on cloud seven now. Reach up
and grab for eight.

$50 ,000 is nothing to Mrs. Manaheim.

She's got the most expensive suite in
the hotel.

Darling, when this happens, we'll get
married.

We could maybe do it before.

Not before, Thelma.

As soon as the old dame kicks off, sure.

But until then, you've got to stay with
her every minute. Make sure she don't

change her mind.

You're right, honey.

You're always right.

You give me a kiss and I'll go down and
bring you back some beer.

Just look at that old thing.

You know, some night she's going to die
right in the middle of dinner.

You'd think a woman like that would go
to a home or something.

You'd think she'd want to.

Her tray's on the steam table.

I'll pick it up.

Good evening, Mrs. Manahan.

You're looking good tonight.

What you say?

I said you're looking good.

Well, I'm not feeling good.

The food in this dining room gives me
indigestion.

And I must say the service has become
inferior.

You have been neglecting me lately.

And after I gave you my lovely brooch...
Oh, try up.

What did you say?

I said I'm sorry, Mrs. Manahan.

I tried to do my best.

Old girl giving you a hard time?

I don't know what's come over her.

She'd be so sweet.

Four months we've been waiting. I'm fed
up.

Honey.

Well, you're sick of waiting, too.
You're getting to hate the old bag.

Hate?

I'm very fond of Mrs.

Manaheim. Oh, don't give me that.

You're getting to hate her more and more
every day.

I can see it in your face. You don't
talk about her the way you used to.

She's taken much too long to die.

I don't know what you're talking about.

What makes you think she won't live to
be a hundred?

She's not sick. Then why ain't she dead?

Arthur! Why not help her along a little,
honey?

Don't you see how easy it'd be?

And it wouldn't even be wrong.

Or think how the poor old lady's
suffering, sick the way she is.

She'd welcome a little peace.

And you could give it to her.

It'd be a snap.

I'm not listening.

Nobody'd ever know.

I'd help you. I'd show you how.

Stop it.

We could do it with the food.

She'd never notice a sick old lady like
that. Her taste buds all shot.

You just put a little bit of something
in her tea night after night until...

You're crazy.

You're talking absolutely crazy.

Sure, sure. Only listen to what I'm
saying. Now, there's plenty of stuff

I'll figure a way how to get it.

And every night, you'll just put a
little bit in her tea.

Now, that'd be easy for you, wouldn't
it?

Poor sick old lady.

You know, they got a name for this.

It'd be what they call a mercy killing.

And as soon as it happens, we could get
married, doll.

Suppose tomorrow I go out and get a
little something, huh?

What do you say?

All right, Arthur.

We'll do it like you say.

This is going to be tougher than I
thought.

When I went to the drugstore to get the
stuff, the guy wanted me to sign my name

in a book.

Dig me, Annie, myself over to the cops
that way.

What are we going to do?

I got to study up, find out all about
this stuff.

Can I help?

Yeah. You give it to her when the time
comes.

Now, shut up.

A poison which on ingestion in a...

inhalation, absorption, application,
injection, or

development within the body produces an
injury to the body.

This is Mrs. Mannerheim. She's over 80,
huh?

How's her heart?

Bad. It's worth trouble.

Doctor gives the medicine, but she won't
take it.

Hey, listen to this.

Anatine. The leaves of the
laricoscrophia.

Dried and distilled form of the poison
anatine.

The prepared drug has a faint odor, but
no discernible taste.

That's it.

All I got to do is get some of these
laricoscrophia leaves, and we got it

What are they?

I'll find out.

Uh, you go down and bring me back some
beer.

Looks just like water, Donner.

Or gin, maybe.

Yeah, it's got a faint odor. Smells
like, uh, geraniums.

What's it do?

Gotta hand it to these science cats.

No taste.

Baby, we are in business.

As of now.

What do you want?

What's the matter? You got the jitters?

No, I'm okay. I'm perfectly okay.

I just wanted to ask if you'd mind
taking Wednesday off instead of

of the other girls... Wednesday?

Yeah, sure. That's fine. Oh.

There you are.

So, is this hot?

Your egg's just the way you like them.

Here's the milk for your tea.

I'm not a bit hungry.

I should have stayed in bed.

Whenever you feel like that, why don't
you just go right ahead and do it?

I'll bring the tray up to your room.

Since you did get dressed, I think you
ought to eat something, don't you?

Here, try some tea.

Yes.

I always like my tea.

Tastes good.

For goodness sake.

Why are you staring at me, child?

Go away.

Sorry, Miss Manaheim. I didn't mean...
Marion, about Wednesday, I've been

thinking. I don't eat either Wednesday
or Saturday off.

Are you crazy? There's no time and a
half overtime on this job.

That's okay.

I want to stay close to Miss Manaheim.
She don't look so good.

You're crazy, all right.

But you're kind of nice, too.

Are you being taken care of, Mrs.
Manning?

Oh, yes.

Thelma has a real knack for her work.

But don't tell her I said so.

A little discipline is good for girls.

I've never seen you with a hat before,
Mrs. Manning.

Go someplace?

Yes. I'm going to die.

But not tonight.

Tonight I'm going to live.

Do you know what I'm going to do?

I'm going to treat myself to a lump of
sugar.

Certainly is good.

We've had her on the stuff for almost
half a year.

She's had enough to knock off a whole
battalion of top sergeants.

I've done everything you told me.

It don't work.

I'm so dog tired.

Well, don't you even look worse?

Sick to her stomach? Nothing like that?

I haven't noticed any difference.

Always been sick and old.

Well, keep giving her the same amount.
Can't start taking chances now.

Honey, I'm telling you.

I can't keep this up. I gotta stop.

What? I gotta stop.

What are you doing?

Taking back my picture.

You chicken out on me, I'm pulling out
on you.

Honey, don't.

Don't. Don't leave me.

I'll do anything you say.

Well? I'll give the stuff if you want me
to.

Me, Miss Mannheim, would you pray?

You sure look pretty, Miss Mannheim.

Pretty as a doll.

I don't feel like one.

I feel very real with Helma.

I think my time has come at last.

Oh, you ought to talk like that.

Come on now.

Have your eggs.

And your toast.

I have no appetite.

Then drink your tea.

Always like your tea.

Yes.

You are a sweet girl, Teller.

When you want to be.

You didn't bring me the milk.

Oh, gosh, I forgot.

Come on, Mrs. Manor, I had just this
once.

Try to drink it straight.

But I don't like tea without milk.

Couldn't you get me some?

Mrs. Manahan, if I went down to the
kitchen to get you some milk, the tea'd

cold by the time I got back. I'd have to
make some more tea.

Why, couldn't you do that?

Yes, I could, but I've got other things
to do.

Come on now, drink your tea.

But I can't.

I simply can't.

I always had milk with my tea.

You know how we did a habit like that?

No, I don't.

I don't.

I don't know how to.

I never had everything I wanted.

Do you understand that?

Can you understand that?

Why, Thelma.

I've had to work for what I wanted.

I've been working all my life.

Do you think I'm a waitress because I
like it?

Do you think the restaurant's my home?
Do you think I like greasy kitchens and

dirty dishes and complaining old women?
I must ask you not to speak to me like

that. I'll speak to you any way I like.

You are rude, naughty girl.

You are not at all the person I thought
you were.

I'm afraid I'm going to have to change
my will. Don't you touch that phone!

Now, now, you stop that.

Let go of my hand, you horrid child.

I'm not a child.

I'm 38 years old.

Mrs. Mannerheim.

Mrs. Mannerheim!

The

coroner was

notified by Dr.

Lacey, the attending physician, and he
appointed me to perform the autopsy.

I first viewed the body of Sarah
Mannerheim deceased approximately one

a half after her death.

The left side of the neck revealed four
fingernail marks.

On the larynx were discolored marks of
bruising accompanied by swelling.

There was also a fracture of the hyroid
bone.

An autopsy revealed that the main
respiratory organ showed marked

Now, Dr. Maxwell, what conclusion did
you draw?

That the deceased was throttled, choked
to death.

Thank you. You may step down.

Miss Thelma Tompkins, take the stand,
please.

Raise your right hand.

Do solemnly swear to tell the truth, the
whole truth, nothing but the truth?

I do.

Be seated, please.

Now, Miss Tompkins, it appears that you
were the last person to see Mrs.

Mannerheim alive.

You've heard the medical examiner and
the testimony of Dr. Lacey, Mrs.

Mannerheim's physician.

He stated that he came to the hotel in
response to a phone call.

Did you make that call?

I guess so.

This is not a matter of guessing, Miss
Tompkins.

Did you or did you not telephone Dr.

Lacey and tell him that you had entered
Mrs.

Mannerheim's room and found her dead?

Yes, I did.

Then why didn't you remain there until
he arrived, as he asked you to do?

I'm scared.

So scared that you ran right home and
started packing your bags.

Miss Tompkins, I understand you know a
man named Arthur.

He didn't have anything to do with it.
The police have been unable to locate

him. Can you tell us where he is?

I don't know.

He didn't do it anyway.

I didn't do it either.

That is, I didn't mean to do it the way
I did.

You may step down.

We find that the

deceased, Sarah Mannerheim, met her
death due to unnatural causes.

We recommend that Thelma Tompkins be
taken into custody and held for trial on

such charges as may be preferred against
her.

This jury stands adjourned.

Thank you, Dr. Lacey. You know, Mrs.
Mannerheim was such a grand old lady,

a shame she had to go that way.

Yes, the only consolation is he wouldn't
have lived long in any case.

Had a bad heart. I'd been giving her
anitine.

Anitine? It's usually thought of as a
poison, but in small doses, it's a

specific for a condition like hers.
Funny thing, I had an idea she

medicine, didn't take the stuff.

Actually, anatine was the only thing
keeping her alive.

The only thing keeping her alive.

Anatine was the only thing keeping her
alive.

Keeping her alive.

type of restaurant underlines one of the
basic confusions of my life.

I frequently find myself trying to tip
slot machines and tilt waitresses.

Just now I'm trying to find the caviar.
While I'm looking, suppose you do the

same. I shall rejoin you in a minute.

They don't have caviar.

The manager has offered me elderberry
jam.

which he claims looks exactly the same.

He feels that when you buy caviar,
you're just spending a lot of money for

name. He may be right. I'll never know.

Next week, we shall return with another
story. Until then, good night.