All language subtitles for Hitchcock s02e14 Beyond The Sea Of Death

Good evening.

Welcome to another session of group
therapy.

Television has done much for psychiatry
by spreading information about it as

well as contributing to the need for it.

This is a prop from one of the new
psychiatry shows.

It is for psychiatrists whose patients
are well enough to sit up.

By and large... Most psychiatrists
prefer the conventional couch.

They say this is fine, except that they
don't find as much change left in the

cushions.

Actually, this is called a love scene.

And in my opinion, whoever named it that
was a very sick man.

This evening's drama is called Beyond
the Sea of Death. It is about Grace

Renford, a distant admirer and a message
from beyond the sea of death.

I'll come up with you.

It might help to talk.

Talk?

No, Mindy.

No, there's nothing more to say.

Nothing more to say.

Nothing more to write.

Such a short time, a year.

One brief year.

No, eleven months. Less than a year.

It was less than a year ago.

One moment, please.

Yes, sir.

Reservation for Keith Holloway? Oh, yes,
Mr. Holloway.

No, sir, your party didn't answer.

I'll try again for you in 20 minutes.

Thank you.

We'll put you in room 212.

Olivia, it's a long way from home, Mr.
Holloway.

Any calls for me?

Yes, sir, you had one about 30 minutes
ago. The lady didn't leave a message.

Hotel Croydon.

Oh, yes.

Mr. Holloway.

It's for you, sir. Would you take it on
that phone over there?

Oh, thank you. Here, would you take that
bag up to my room, please?

Hello?

Grace.

I called you earlier, but you hadn't
arrived.

Um, I was beginning to worry.

Oh, I'm fine, but the airplane was 40
minutes late.

Well, you must be exhausted.

I was going to ask you to have dinner at
my place tonight, but... Well, go ahead

and ask me.

I'll give you the address.

Uh -huh.

Yes, I've got it. Seven o 'clock.

Just try to keep me away.

You know...

Your voice sounds exactly as I thought
it would.

I'll see you at the tavern.

Bye.

Yes, the dinner?

Minnie, there's something I have to tell
you.

Something I want to show you.

Who's coming?

Why shall I tell Cook to order?

Minnie's not coming here.

There's a young man who's...

Come to San Francisco to meet me.

Not Grace Renford Bull Renford's
daughter, Minnie.

Just me.

Yes, miss?

Charles, will you please call a taxi?

Don't you want to take the car? And tell
Cook I won't be home for dinner. No,

Minnie, we are not going to take the
car. I want to take a taxi.

I wish you'd tell me what this mystery's
about.

Where are we and why are we here?

How do you like my apartment, Minnie?

She has all her cooking in this kitchen
over here.

Eats her breakfast and her supper there.
The bed pulled out of the wall.

I still don't understand. You say this
is your apartment?

And she's got secretarial work. Doesn't
earn too much. Maybe about $80 a week.

And over here... You can see her clothes
are nice but inexpensive.

Well, what she needs is an inexpensive
straight jacket.

talking about?

Well, would you say that this apartment
looks about right for a girl in my

situation? In your situation, I'd put
padding on the walls.

Minnie, this is where he is coming to
dinner.

Who?

Who is he?

I suppose you'd call him a pen pal.

I think I'd better sit down.

Minnie, he's a mining engineer.

He lives in South America, Bolivia.

Five months ago, he put in an ad in a
magazine.

What sort of magazine?

The World Beyond the Personal Column.

That spooky spirit magazine you read?

Minnie, it's not a spirit magazine. It
deals with things like Oriental

philosophy.

Oh, darling.

Minnie doesn't know who I am. Grace
Renford, Post Office Box 38305, San

Francisco.

Three weeks ago, he wrote that he was
coming home for a vacation and he wanted

to come to San Francisco to see me.

Well, he just flew in today.

You invited him for dinner?

Yes, tonight.

A man you'd never even seen.

Minnie, I know him.

I know all about him through his
letters.

I didn't tell you about it because I was
afraid you might think I was being

foolish. Well, you're so right.

Well, you thought I'd be happy that
you're having a nice, cozy supper party

a man you don't even know. You weren't
even listening. I am listening. You said

he writes beautiful letters. He probably
got A's in penmanship.

Let me tell you, a lot of bums write
pretty things and make pretty speeches,

like... Vincent?

Is that what you mean?

You wouldn't believe the truth about
this. The truth, the truth. It's your

favorite word.

Do you know of a better word?

All he wanted was your money, nothing
more, only you wouldn't listen.

All men are rotten, aren't they, Minnie?
As soon as they're interested in me,

they're no good. As soon as they're
interested in your money.

Like Vincent, like Fred Mitchell, like
Carl.

Oh, Grace, I want you to be happy.

Before your father died, he asked me to
stay on here and look after you. I feel

responsible.

I don't want you hurt.

I won't be hurt, Minnie.

This time I've made sure.

Sure of what?

Mini Keith Holloway is not interested in
my money. He doesn't know I'm Bull

Ransom's daughter.

He is coming to visit a girl who writes
on dime store stationery and lives in a

dime store world.

Has nothing to offer him except
friendship.

What did you tell him about your family
and your letters?

My mother died when I was a baby and my
father when I was in college.

When am I going to be allowed to meet
him?

No. But not tonight.

Minnie, it's getting late and I want to
cook dinner myself tonight.

Could you take this?

And before you go, could you tell me how
long it takes to broil a steak?

Mr. Holloway.

Keith. I know I'm five minutes early,
but I just couldn't wait.

Let me.

Thank you.

Did you have any trouble finding the
apartment? No, no trouble at all. I just

took a taxi.

I thought it might be nice to have
dinner here instead of a restaurant.

It's a lot easier to talk.

I splurged and bought a six.

Would you like something to drink?

Thanks, I'd like some.

Here, let me.

You know, I have

a wonderful feeling that I've been here
before.

I remember you told me you enjoyed
reading poetry.

Christina Rossetti.

There are sleeping dreams and waking
dreams.

What seems is not always as it seems.

That's the way I feel right now.

As if I'm in some waking dream.

I'd better see to the steaks.

Of course, I did a lot of traveling in
my job at first.

It's taken me from Juneau, Alaska to New
Delhi, India.

I've been oblivious for three years now,
and it looks as if I might stay there

forever.

It's, uh, it's our own mountains, you
know.

Matter of fact, I have an idea about...
I, uh, I hope I'm not boring you.

No, no, no, I'm really very interested.

Well, uh...

What really fascinates me is the
timberland to the east of the mountain.

It's, um... It's undeveloped, of course,

but... I'm sorry. This steak is tough.

I should have warned you. I'm not a very
good cook.

It has a very good flavor.

I'll get the coffee.

I got to put in the coffin.

I'm terribly sorry. I wanted everything
to be... You're such a little idiot.

Do you really think I care about the
meal?

What's important is being here with you.

It's so hard for me to believe that you
are here.

Just the way I... Just the way you
pictured it?

I didn't picture burning the steak.

You know what I feel, Grace? I feel as
if we've actually met before. That we're

not really strangers.

We're not. All those letters.

Oh, it's something more than the
letters.

Can't you feel it?

Yes.

When I was in New Delhi, I met some
wonderful Indian teachers.

That's when I first became interested
in... spiritualism.

Oh, I don't mean spooks and haunted
houses and things like that.

I guess I'm too much of a hardhead to go
along with that.

But there were times up in those
Bolivian mountains...

I I know this sounds ridiculous. I may
just have been the altitude but I I

felt as if As if I've been transported
As if I were

someplace else Maybe

I was here grace with you

You know these lines?

Beyond the sea of death, love lies
forever.

Yesterday.

Today.

Sea of death sounds so cold.

Okay.

Let's talk about something warm then.

Food, for instance.

No. Now that steak's not available,
would you settle for scrambled eggs? It

so happens I make the best scrambled
eggs in South America.

The deal.

And then, when they put the ball to
play, it looks as if everybody is

22 directions at once.

Oh, and it really isn't that haphazard,
because they're using some sort of

strategy. You know, Keith actually says
that they make up blueprints for the

football players to follow.

You learned a lot from our game, didn't
you? Oh, Minnie.

I never knew there were so many things
to enjoy. Guess what we're doing

tomorrow? Don't tell me. You're going to
play quarterback, so no today.

We are going to the zoo.

I haven't been to the zoo since Father
took me when I was eight or nine.

Remember how much he liked animals?

God bless him.

Father would have liked Keith.

You decided that pretty fast.

I know it's true.

Father would have liked and understood
Keith.

He's kind and considerate.

That's what you thought about Vincent,
wasn't it?

Oh, Vincent.

One, it was my money. With Keith, it's
different.

I know.

He thinks you're a poor little working
girl.

You're going to have to bring that big
fat surprise pretty soon.

If you're in love with him.

I haven't said I am in love.

Grace, I'm not telling you what to do.

I'm just asking you not to rush things.

Wait until you know this man a little
better.

Minnie.

Minnie, you'll like him. I know you
will.

He's everything you'd want from me.

An honest man making his own way just
like Father did.

If he's in love with me, it's for what I
am.

Nothing more.

I used up the whole ten cents worth and
you didn't get a peek.

Well, I wasn't waiting for a peek.

I was waiting for an answer.

Grace, I know a rented coupe on a foggy
afternoon isn't a very romantic place to

propose to a girl.

But a few minutes ago I did ask you to
marry me.

I know.

Well?

What is it?

You, uh, you don't love me?

I do.

You know I do.

Then what is it?

I lied to you.

Lied? About what?

Did you ever hear of Bo Renford?

Yeah. Yeah, he used to be big in
politics around here.

Made a fortune in shipping, wasn't he?

Are you related to that old pirate?

Is that the Renford?

I'm his daughter.

Oh.

That's what you were afraid to tell me,
huh?

Why? I wanted to be sure.

That I wasn't a fortune hunter?

Yes.

You understand why I had to pretend that
I was poor?

You had to be sure I wouldn't dip my
long fingers into your bank account.

Because... Because other men have. Or
tried to. Isn't that the reason?

I married one.

Oh?

I was 19 when my father died and I was
very much

alone. And I married a man who worked
for him. His name was Vincent Mason. He

was my father's chauffeur.

What happened?

The thing that always happens at
divorce.

How much did it cost you?

$100 ,000.

Expensive.

Stupidity always is, except that it
taught me a lesson.

To be careful?

You tested me.

Did I pass?

With blind colors.

Well, I don't know what I'm going to do
with this now.

What is that?

It's a ring. It isn't worth much.

Put it on my finger.

A little ring like that? It would mean
more to me.

I'm not going to ask Grace to live in
Bolivia.

An engineer's wife has to live wherever
her husband's work takes her. But nobody

lives in Bolivia.

Except in Bolivia, maybe.

Well, we're going to live there. In
Potosi, one of the highest cities in the

world. He says it's simply beautiful.

Oh, that's all right for the Aztecs, or
whatever they are.

Minnie, it's a city of 50 ,000 people.
It has a railroad, an airport.

And I'll have an American friend from
the start. Tomas Gonzales' wife's an

American. Who is Tomas Gonzales?

He's my best friend.

I spend all my weekends at their home.
That's where I get my mail.

As a matter of fact, Tomas and I are
thinking of going into business

We think there's a great future in
lumber.

Lumber business?

That'll take a lot of money to get
started, won't it?

Yes, it will.

And I have no capital.

Minnie's wondering how much of my money
you'll need.

I thought you'd have told her.

I wanted you to.

Well, Miss Briggs, I don't blame you a
bit.

But Grace and I went over this.

Her money is hers.

I haven't got the right to tell her not
to spend it.

I've never made a cent that I didn't
work for and earn.

I'm going to go someplace in this life,
Miss Briggs.

But I'll go on my own.

Will you expect Grace to keep house down
there?

Do all the cooking?

That's up to her.

I want too many.

You'd better remember to tell her to
boil all the water.

You fly down to the wedding, and who
knows, maybe you'll like it so much

stay. Olivia, don't be silly. I'll stay
here and retire.

Maybe I'll get a handsome husband for
myself.

Who knows?

I'm going to miss you so much.

Well, just pretend that I'm off at work
and I'll soon be home for supper.

And the next time, don't forget to put
coffee in the percolator.

I love you.

I love you so much.

Remember the feeling I tried to describe
that first night in your apartment?

Even before then, I felt somehow sure.

I had a feeling of belonging with you.

I felt it too, only I was frightened of
you.

Well, you'll never be frightened again,
will you? Of course I will. I'm silly.

I'm even scared that your plane will
crash.

If you take off tonight, I'll... No, I
don't want you to go to the airport with

me, Grace.

I hate the idea of saying goodbyes with
crowds milling around.

We'll say our goodbyes here, and then
I'll take you home.

I can't bear your going.

I can't bear being separated from you.

We can't be separated, Grace. Nothing
can do that.

Not even... Not even what?

I was just thinking of that Christina
Rossetti poem, the one that gave you the

shivers.

Beyond the sea of death, love lies
forever.

If anything were to happen to you, I
couldn't go on living.

Nothing's ever going to happen to either
of us.

We've got a date with a man in Bolivia,
you and I.

I must go back to the mine again
tomorrow.

But Tomas has heard of a house and I'm
hoping to see it this weekend.

I shall take it if it seems all right
and cable you to come as fast as you can

make it.

All my love, forever.

The cable grant for you, Miss Grace.

Sorry, Keith.

He's taken the house.

I knew it would be this weekend.

I knew it. I couldn't wait any longer.

St. Thomas Consolvus.

Grace, what is it?

There's been an accident.

An explosion at the mine.

My heart breaks to tell you that our
dear friend... Keith is dead.

Letter follows.

Thanks, Minnie.

It's a gorgeous day.

How about you taking a little walk?

I'd rather not.

If you want to go somewhere, don't worry
about me. I don't mind being alone.

No.

I'll stay with you.

I had an aunt who shut herself up in her
house for ten years.

First whiff of fresh air, she got so
drunk, she had a policeman.

Minnie?

Read it. Just an advertisement.

You've got hundreds of them. No, read
it.

Beyond the Sea of Death is Love
Immortal.

A lecture by Dr. R .D.

Shankara. Wednesday, 12 noon, in the
Hotel Everest.

Beyond the Sea of Death.

That's what Keith said.

It's from a poem.

Keith quoted it to me.

In fact, we spoke about it the day he
left.

Beyond the sea of death, love lies
further.

Really, what day is today?

Thursday.

The lecture was yesterday.

Hello.

Could you tell me that lecture by Dr.

Shankar, is there going to be another
one?

No, madam, it was just for yesterday.

Well, it's very important that I reach
him. Did he leave an address?

My Dr. Shankar is still in the hotel.

Room 311.

He has gone out for the day, but I
expect him back at 8 this evening.

Fine. I'll call him then. Thank you.

I don't understand.

Suppose this doctor does know the same
poem.

It's just a coincidence.

No.

It's no coincidence, Minnie.

Keith is trying to reach me.

Well, there is dance.

There is light.

Give me your hands.

I reach beyond the boundary.

Do not deny me.

Doctor? Doctor Sankar?

Miss Renford.

Oh, that was unusually exhausting.

I would like some coffee now. Now, would
you?

Coffee?

It's only instant coffee, of course.

You see, we're not supposed to cook in
this hotel.

I carry about a little electric stove
with me.

It's a wonderful convenience.

Now, Miss Renfrew.

You must tell me what happened.

Don't you know?

Are you sure you know?

Oh, I beg your pardon. I have no cream.
Would you like to take it back? Take

care of it.

Thank you.

Very good.

Now, Miss Renfrew.

Now, you can't ask a radio about the
programs it has broadcast, now can you?

I am only a receiving station for the
voices of those who have traveled to the

other side.

So, you see, I must rely on you to tell
me whether I succeeded or failed in

contacting your fiancé.

Well, I don't know. You... You spoke of
a grave.

You were disturbed.

Oh, not I, my dear.

He was.

That's right.

Well, he said it was wide and deep.

Could he have meant...

My fiancé was killed in an explosion.

In a mine under tons of dirt.

Oh, Keith.

Keith, it was you.

He isn't like that at all, Minnie. He is
a doctor from the Bahari Medical

College in Bombay. If he's a doctor, he
should be giving out pills, not talking

to dead people.

Imagine Dr. Levinson going into a
trance.

Dr. Shankar does not treat the body,
Minnie. He deals with the soul.

All right, next time my soul has
indigestion, I'll be sure and call him.

Liz, you're only fooling yourself if you
think this man can bring Keith back.

He already has brought him back.

You don't really believe that.

I have spoken to him, Minnie.

I don't ask you to believe me. I know
you've never shared my faith in the

hereafter. How much money are you paying
this doctor?

Nothing.

Dr. Shankar doesn't accept fees for his
work. He's taken a vow of poverty.

You don't have to believe it, Nanny.

As long as I can have a moment or two
with Keith, to know that his love for me

goes on even now, I shall be happy.

But what will I do, Keith, when you...
When Dr. Shankara leaves here?

I'll be all alone. I won't know how to
reach you.

Never.

Never alone.

But I feel your presence beside me. I
can't bear to be parted from you again.

I will be at your side always.

Once you have turned away from the
material world.

Turned away? What do you mean?

Turned to things of the spirit.

Help others.

Keith, I'll do anything you say as long
as I don't lose you. You can come closer

to me, my darling.

Closer.

Closer to you how?

He wants me to come closer to him. How?

How? Tell me.

Minnie, there's going to be a shrine, a
temple where the doctor can teach, and I

am to be allowed to help in his work.

Others have offered, but he's had to
refuse.

Refuse what, money?

Yes.

I knew it.

Minnie.

He didn't ask, I offered.

How much?

Everything. Everything I own.

Grace, it's your father's money.

He spent his life working for it.

I think father would want me to do this.

Oh, Grace.

Minnie, a few weeks ago, I was ready to
kill myself.

And Shankara saved me from that.

He gave me faith, Minnie, and brought
Keith back to me.

And now Keith has told me through
Shankara that I should help others.

And I can, Minnie. And through helping
others, I can be closer to Keith.

Closer and closer forever.

You promised him all your money.

Yes. Well, he's asked me to consider it
carefully, but I told him there was no

need for that.

I'd already decided.

I am going to provide for money for the
shrine.

Have you any idea what it means to be
without money?

I'll manage.

Keith will tell me how.

Grace, this is all so wrong.

You're in love with a ghost.

Keith is real to me.

More real than this world or anyone in
it.

All right.

Let's not talk about it anymore.

Just now.

My dear, forgive me.

I wonder if you could help me.

I'm so uncertain.

Well, I don't know.

I didn't mean to pry, but I saw you in
the corridor with Dr. Shankara.

Does he really help?

Oh, yes.

Yes, he's just wonderful.

You see, I have an appointment with him
and I didn't know whether to keep it or

not.

I think you should.

I hate to disturb you, but if you have a
moment, would you have a cup of coffee

with me downstairs?

I'm so alone now.

Maybe you could advise me.

Dr. Shankara says there's no death.

There's only change.

They pass over, and then if they really
love you, they try to send messages back

to you.

Really?

They do really?

My Herbert does.

How long had you been married?

We weren't married.

He was my fiancé.

And sometimes I wish... I wish we hadn't
decided to wait.

Had you known him long?

It seemed as if I'd known him all my
life.

You see, my father and mother were
killed in a car accident 16 years ago.

They left me well taken care of, but...

My father made a lot of money before he
died.

But I was lonely.

How did you meet him?

You'll think it's silly, I know, but...
He put a notice in a magazine, and I

just happened to read it and started
writing to him.

I guess we fell in love before we ever
really saw one another.

You were separated.

He was going to send for you.

Yes. He came home on leave and we became
engaged.

Then he went back to South America, to
Bolivia.

He was going to find a home for us and
then for me.

We were to be married there.

He worked in a chemical plant.

What happened?

There was an explosion.

He was killed instantly.

I wonder if you happen to have a
photograph of Herbert.

Oh, yes.

I always carry it.

He was very handsome, don't you think?

Yes.

Yes, he was.

Not too many, none of it.

You never liked Keith. You didn't want
him to marry me.

I did like him.

I believed in him, too. Just as you
believed in him. Just as Lucy Barrington

did. She lied.

She wasn't the only one.

There were others.

He used almost the same story. He
scarcely bothered to change it.

Bolivia, vacation, marriage plans.

All that nonsense about being his own
man, wanting to do it on his own. Not

wanting to take any of your money.

Of course he didn't want it.

He wanted his friend Shankara to get a
hold of it.

I don't think I should listen to you
anymore.

You must listen to me.

I've got to make you understand.

They put that advertisement in the
Spirit World magazine to hook people

like you.

Then they checked to see if you had any
money.

That little apartment of yours didn't
fool them, Grace.

They knew your bank balance down to the
last interest payment.

Keith is dead.

He loved me and he is dead.

I've been to the police.

They know the whole story.

They've arrested Shankara.

They haven't found Keith yet, but
they're almost certain he's still in the

country, so they will.

Just as they'll find that friend in
Bolivia.

The one who sent the cablegrams and
forwarded the letters.

They're confidence men, Grace.

There's someone waiting in the study.

Police lieutenant named Farrell.

I didn't want to have him come in until
I'd had a chance to talk to you.

Lieutenant, come in.

Thank you.

Miss Renford?

Yes.

Could you please identify this man for
us?

His real name is Harold Drummond.

He also uses the alias of Bill
Jefferson, Al Collins, Herbert Adams,

others.

You can thank Miss Briggs here for
spotting him.

We'll put him where he can't fool other
people the way he fooled you.

May I come in?

I couldn't let you go on believing in
that man. I have...

Forgive

me, Nick.

Grace, dear, listen.

Maybe now you think you'll never get
over this.

But you will.

One day I hope you'll find a man who
loves you.

But Keith doesn't.

He never did.

He isn't worth it.

Oh, no.

You shouldn't have done it, Lily.

You should have let things stay the way
they were.

I could have had Keith forever, his
love.

But you spoiled it.

You took him away from me.

I loved him, and you took him away from
me.

Why did you take him away from me?

Why?

It is my duty to report.

that Miss Renford eventually paid for
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