All language subtitles for Alfred Hitchcock s06e27 Deathmate

Good evening.

Because the television screen distorts
the human figure, some people have the

mistaken idea that I'm larger than the
average.

I can only say that if you think I am
large now, you should see me before

No doubt inspired by this impression, a
well -meaning viewer has sent me a

reducing machine.

However, it is so unique, I want to
share it with you.

It is amazingly successful in cutting
off those extra pounds.

As you see, this is a revolutionary
concept in weight

reduction. These exquisite machines come
in a number of sizes.

This is the Madame Lafarge model.

Except for two knitting needles, it has
no extras at all.

From this they are variously priced up
to the salon size, which comes with a

parking lot for tumbrils and a small
crowd to jeer and spit at you.

I'm certain you will agree that the
advertisements for the salon model do

exaggerate when they say it is fit for a
king.

But we have a dramatic show to present.
If I were a critical man, I would say

the production could be vastly improved
by some judicious pruning.

For example, this.

Three. Oh, you're good.

Very good.

You're good at everything, aren't you,
Conan?

Oh, I don't know, Peter.

As the man said, just lucky, I guess.
Oh, not lucky, just good.

Lisa doesn't think you're lucky.

Not Lisa.

She thinks you're good, too.

Don't you, Lisa?

Oh, I think Benny's very good in lots of
ways.

So far, he's beaten you at cards,
billiards, and at your own favorite

golf.

Which reminds me to remind you, did you
pay him the $50 he won from you

yesterday?

$50. I mustn't forget the payoff bets.

I'll write a check.

My check good enough for you, Conan?

Sure it is.

But I still don't want it.

However, if you insist on paying off a
bet, you lost this last game, so

chug it down again.

What a lousy game.

Well, here goes nothing.

I think that's enough for now, old man.

Not so fast there.

You've got to give me a chance to win.

Tomorrow's another day. I'll give you a
chance then, all right?

Tomorrow is too late.

I insist.

Now. Right here and now.

Take it easy.

You'd better lie down for a while.

Come on, Peter.

Take a nap. What does he know about it?

You don't fool me, Lisa. I know you.

Who's back calling 50 years anyway?

Just a friend, Peter, that's all.

Ben, what makes a man change so much in
just two short years?

When I first married him, He seems so
strong, so capable.

Well, no one really knows what makes a
man the way he is.

What forces him to do the things he
does.

It's for me, pretending to be a
psychiatrist.

No, Ben.

But you're kind, steady, dependable.

Just the way a man should be.

It's getting dark.

Dusk.

The loneliest time of day.

Is it that way for you too?

Is it that way for everybody in the
world?

Only for those who don't have anyone.

When this solitude finds you out and you
look for the face you love, but it

isn't there.

And you listen for a voice.

It isn't there either.

Lisa. I think I know what you're going
to say.

It's a crazy world, isn't it?

And you hardly know me.

Is that what you were going to say?

No.

What I was going to say is... Just two
short weeks ago, I didn't even know you

were alive.

And now, now you're the most important
thing in my life.

I can't help it.

I hope you mean that.

Because I love you.

I know, darling.

It seems as if I've been waiting for you
all my life.

And yet... What?

You're right. Even though you won't say
it, we do know so little about each

other. I know I love you.

I haven't since the first moment I saw
you.

As far as my past life is concerned,
there's really not much to tell.

Keep talking, darling.

I love the sound of your voice.

You know, it's the first time we've ever
been alone together.

Peter's in there.

He'll be out for hours.

And he also fired the servants this
morning.

Tell me, why didn't you ever get
married?

Because I knew that somewhere in this
world there was someone like you.

I'd never met her, but I wouldn't settle
for less.

So I remained in Arizona and kept busy
with my mine.

Mine? A gold mine?

No, darling, a silver mine.

Although I must admit it kept me in
beans and sourdough and an occasional

to Europe thrown in.

Or at least it used to.

Used to?

Are you having problems?

No, no, no, it'll all work out.

Business worries can make a person sick.

Very nearly did me.

Three years ago when my father died, he
left the business to me.

Then after I married Peter, I gave him
authority to manage it. When I found out

what he was like, I asked him for a
divorce.

He just laughed at me.

With the community property laws... Your
themes were orphans of the storm.

The financial storm, that is.

But we'll make out.

Come on. It's all right, Mr. Conan.

Maybe I should call you Fred Sheldon or
Terry Lord.

I think you're making a mistake.

People are often mistaking me for
someone else. Is that so?

Know who I mistook you for?

No, and I don't care. Now, if you'll
excuse me, I'm on my way to breakfast.

I'll tell you who I thought you were.

And I could stand some coffee myself.

Or we could sit down here for a couple
of minutes.

No use causing a scene if we don't have
to, is it?

This is highly embarrassing.

Now, what in blazes are you talking
about?

About a lad named Fred Sheldon.

Wanted for bigamy in Miami.

This Sheldon's a real dog.

He's lived off women for years.

Bleeds widows, black males marry dames.

Anything for a buck.

And when he's through with them, some of
them take overdoses of sleeping pills.

Oh, very interesting.

What's that got to do with me?

Well, let's look at it this way.

Last year, at this time, he was posing
as Terry Lord, a retired Air Force

colonel. This year, he calls himself Ben
Conant and pretends to own a silver

mine.

And where do you come in? Oh, yes.

My name is Moss, Alvin Moss.

Ten years on the San Francisco Vice
Squad.

I'm a private investigator now, semi
-retired.

Would you believe it?

My client pays me 40 bucks a day for the
past two weeks to check on this Sheldon

character.

And who is your client?

Let's not be naive.

Try it.

Go on, shout it.

I've been worried about your phone call.

You found it so mysterious.

I'm sorry, darling. I didn't mean to be.

But I had to see you.

Then there is something wrong.

What is it?

Well, it's not very pleasant.

Have you seen Peter at all today?

No, he was still out when I left.

Why?

Because I wanted to tell you before
anybody else did.

I'm afraid your husband is having us
watched.

No. He probably knows all about Last
Strike by now. No, Ben, he can't. I'm

afraid so, darling.

This morning, a nasty little private eye
character threatened me at my hotel.

That's just like Peter.

Not enough nerve to come to you himself.

Not only that, apparently he's paying
this man to throw mud at me.

Telling me you're a crook, con man.

I don't know what else.

I'm sorry, darling.

I don't know what to say.

You should have never gotten involved
with me.

We are involved.

And it's our problem.

Now what are we going to do about it?

What can we do?

Peter is jealous.

And now with this he'll be really
dangerous.

Ben, I'm scared.

I've got to leave Peter.

Tonight.

And don't forget, darling, with the
evidence your husband has, he can fight

in court.

He'll take you for everything you've
got.

I can't let him do that.

No, I'm... I'm the one who's leaving.

No.

Let Peter keep the business. He's ruined
it anyway.

I've got you, Ben.

And you're everything that Peter isn't.

You're successful and... Successful.

Everything bad happens at once.

This came this morning.

I don't understand.

I can't meet my payroll. They're closing
the mine. That's what it means.

But surely there's something you can do.

Sure, sure. I can sell out to Tri -State
Mining a big outfit for peanuts.

Fifty thousand dollars.

How much money do you need?

I don't know. I suppose ten thousand
would do it.

What a fool I am.

A month ago, I had the money.

Right now, I'm broke.

I'd do anything, darling.

I'd work, I'd make sacrifices.

I know that that sounds stupid, corny,
but I would.

You could sell out a tri -state.

You'd have $50 ,000 and you could get
another position.

It's not so easy these days.

And I...

I couldn't do that to you.

I know it's awful of me.

But I wish Peter had never survived that
heart attack last month.

I wish he was dead.

With the heart the way it is, maybe...
And don't worry, darling.

We'll make out.

I'm going to get us two reservations on
the flight for Phoenix tonight.

Oh, wonderful.

I think you'd better see your attorney
this afternoon.

And I, uh... I'm trying to have a talk
with Peter.

What time would be best to see him?

About four.

He's usually up by then.

I love you, darling.

I came to say goodbye.

You got a nerve coming here.

But then, your type of business takes
care of, doesn't it?

You want me to go away, is that it?

To stop seeing your wife?

Of course.

Although I must admit, you and Lisa are
two of a kind.

Their moral is a couple of tiger sharks.

she married me for what she could get
out of me.

But I hardly dreamed that she was such
an incredibly gracious woman.

And why are you so anxious to keep her?

Unfortunately, I happen to be in love
with her.

And her money?

You've got to be joking.

About what?

I spotted you.

to pick up my cigarette lighter.

I forgot it last night.

Convenient.

Where's Talbot?

I don't know.

I guess nobody's here.

No?

Then how'd you get in?

I knocked.

I rang.

Door was open. Isn't that always the
case?

Did you find your lighter?

I haven't had a chance to look.

I just got here.

I hear water running somewhere.

Let's take a look, Freddy.

I've got better things to do.

I said let's take a look.

In there, Freddy.

So you did it. You really did it.

I'm surprised. I didn't think you had
the guts. Are you out of your mind?

I heard you've been threatening his
life.

You're crazy. I never threatened him.
From con man to murderer in one easy

No, no, you got it all wrong. It was his
heart.

He had another attack just like before,
but this time it killed him.

You could do better than that.

Talbot's heart was fine.

But I know it. His wife told me. Talbot
was one of the richest men on the coast.

If he was thick, you'd think he wouldn't
have a pack of doctors.

You're making it up.

You're trying to frame me.

He didn't have any money. He was
sponging off his wife.

You're killing me, Freddy. Look up
Talbot and Dunn and Bradstreet.

Over that way.

But first, I'm calling my client.

Client?

He's dead.

Yes, Freddy, I said my client.

The one who hired me and pays me.

Lisa Talbot.

way lisa and ben conan did not get
married if any of you are wondering her

studies would not permit it she is
working on an advanced degree at a large

state penitentiary where she must remain
in residence some 20 years i know many

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