All language subtitles for Hitchcock s02e17 The Jar

Good evening.

Welcome to the Alfred Hitchcock Tale
Hour.

The next time I buy a ship model kit, I
intend to read the directions more

closely. I have one consolation to being
unceremoniously

bottled like this.

That is, wine connoisseurs will say...

This will be considered a good year.

However, I feel I have aged enough.

I only hope I'm let out while I still
have some fizz.

During my absence, you will be
entertained by The Jar, a story about

who found a very strange source of
fascination. It begins 60 seconds from

Bye, honey.

See you later.

You still here, bud?

We're closing up. Everybody's gone home.

You like it, don't you?

Oh. Most everybody likes it in a
peculiar kind of way, you know.

But you've been standing around here for
about three hours just looking at it.

Yeah, I saw the way they all looked at
it.

Even the folks from town, the way they
looked at it was something.

You don't live here? No, I live in
Wilder's Holler, about ten miles from

What is it?

What is it?

What do you think it is?

I don't know.

I've got an idea, but I ain't sure.

Seems to change.

But it sure is something, though.

Well, that's it, bud. We're closing up
for tonight.

You ever think of... I mean...

You wouldn't want to sell it, would you?

The jar?

Yeah, the jar.

Well, I'd like to sell the jar to
somebody that had enough money.

How much money?

How much money?

Oh, say, three or four.

Maybe seven or eight dollars.

Ten or fifteen?

Say a guy had twelve dollars.

Yeah, uh, twelve dollars and I'd sell
the jar.

I just been standing here thinking how
looked up to I'd be back in Wilder's

Holler if I was to take home something
like this jar and set it on my table

there.

Hopes I'd have respect for somebody that
owns something like this.

Would you sell it to me for $12?

Well, uh, that's all I got.

No? No, wait.

Here's another quarter.

Now, that's all I got.

Well, to tell you the truth, uh, I'm
getting tired of carting it around the

country all the time, and it's been
giving me a little trouble.

I've been thinking kind of funny things
about it lately.

What kind of things?

I don't know.

Just funny things.

You still want it? Oh, yeah, yeah, I do.

Okay, I'll sell it to you then.

Howdy.

Howdy, Charlie.

Anything sight in heaven over the big
city?

Yep. What?

Oh, something.

Look at him.

Grinning like that big old tomcat that
swallowed Granny Carnation's canary last

Easter Sunday morning.

Wasn't grinning when Granny put him in a
tow sack and threw him off a bridge.

Can't come back, though, did he, Gramps?

I got something here, something you just
might want to see.

Yeah? If you got one curious bone in
your body, you ain't got nothing we want

see, Charlie.

Well, now, you don't get a look just for
saying that, Milt Marshall.

Come on, Clem, I'll let you see it.

Uh, I'm too tired to get up, Charlie.

Ain't too much supper.

I bet you never seen nothing like this
in your whole life, Gramps.

I seen a lot, Charlie. I'm old.

Can't help but seen a lot if you keep
your eyes open time you're as old as me.

Go on, Gramps. Have a look at what
Charlie's got.

Ain't nothing that'll get me, is it?

Something in a jar.

Something good to eat?

No. Big or little jar, Charlie?

Where is it? It's right here beside me.
Ain't nothing that'll jump out at me, is

it? No, no.

Then I'll take a look at it, Charlie.

Hey.

What in the world is that, Charlie?

What is it, Brian?

Come here and see.

No, no, I gotta get home.

What is it?

I've never seen anything like it.

Let me have a look here, Charlie. If you
want to see any more, well, come around

to my house and see it. It'll be there.

Is it an octopus?

Well, what did it look like?

Now, you can't see it, Mel, till you say
you're sorry.

I've never seen anything like it. I told
you.

Well, come on around. You're welcome to
see it there.

What'll Phoebe say? She'll be proud to
have you.

Dee Dee.

Oh, here I am.

Don't holler your head off.

You're all the time hollering.

Where you been?

Down the lake for a swim.

Cool off.

Hey, Charlie, it got up to 110 degrees
here today.

Oh, Charlie.

What am I going to do with a 50 -pound
bag of flowers? It's going to weevil up

before I use it.

You're gonna start making hot biscuits
every morning again when you see what I

got. You got my ribbon? Uh -huh.

on the merry -go -round three times, and
the ferris wheel twice.

Hey, them special ribbons I got for you
at the carnival, look at them under the

light. It's got your name on it.

The lady said it'd bow up.

You'd be able to make a bow so that you
could read your name right there in your

hair.

Oh.

C -Y.

Feedy.

F -U -E -F -E -Y.

H -I -L -L -Hill.

She just stitched your name right on
there while I was waiting.

Cost 65 cents.

Nickel a letter.

But there ain't nobody else around got a
ribbon like that.

Hey, I got something else.

Feedy Sue Hill.

Come on, you now.

Come on, here we go.

That's it.

You like the ribbons, Dee Dee?

Those are sequins on there, she called
them. Those sparkly things.

I know what sequins are, Charlie.

I had a dress once.

It was all made up of sequins.

Green.

I just lit it all over when I dined.

What you got

there, Charlie?

Oh, uh, something.

Something what?

Oh, never mind. Something good.

What's under there?

I'll show you.

Well,

here, sit where you can see.

No, wait. Wait here. This way.

No, here.

Here. Well, what way are you going to
see straight on?

Well... All right.

Good night.

What is it?

Well, what do you think it is, Thede?

Where'd you get that thing?

I bought it out of the sideshow at the
carnival.

Just look at it, Thede. Look at it.

Look at it good. Did you ever see
anything like that?

I stopped four times driving home and
struck a match to make sure it was still

in there.

It ain't alive.

I don't think so.

Well, what is it?

Well, what does it look like?

Looks like you, Charlie.

Me?

I don't like it.

Get out of here. It scares me.

How much did you pay for it?

Twelve dollars.

But it was one of the main attractions.

You spent our produce money?

Feedy, I thought you'd like it.

I don't like it at all.

You didn't even kiss me welcome home.

She used to always kiss me welcome home.

I'll work in the bottoms all year long.

Work hard, too.

She don't seem to appreciate it no more.

Makes fun of me.

Everybody makes fun of me.

I know about her and Tom Carmody.

I don't make no trouble.

All I want is a little respect.

But they ain't gonna make fun of me no
more, are they?

No, sir.

Folks are gonna have respect for a man
that owns something like you.

Charlie?

You've gone crazy, Charlie.

It's us, Charlie.

We thought we'd have a look at that
thing.

That thing you've got in that there jar.

I'm sorry about what I said, Charlie.

Well, come on in, fellas. I was just
dusting it off so you can get a real

look at it.

Evening, Charlotte.

Evening, Granny. How you feeling?

I'm here, Rita.

Evening, Sadie.

Evening, Granny. How you feeling?

I'm here, Rita.

Come on in, Tom.

I'll just stand over here if you don't
mind, Charlie.

Can I come in?

Sure, Juke. Come on, sit over here.

When you go uncover it, Charlie, I ain't
never seen it yet.

I hear talk about it these past weeks,
but I ain't seen it.

I've been to Baton Rouge to the doctor,
Charlie.

He told my ma I had the mind of a ten
-year -old.

Hi, Jadu.

I hear about your jar, Charlie.

I come all the way from here on Swamp to
look at it.

Well, you're welcome, Jadu.

Well, uh...

I'm happy you could all be here again,
and I hope you enjoy the evening.

I wonder what tears.

I wonder if it's a he or a she or just a
plain old it.

I've been waking up nights all this
month thinking about it.

Swimming in there, pale and peaceful.

Sometimes I wake more up, too.

We're both just...

Lay there thinking.

All sure.

Hot night, too.

Trees sweating.

Skeeter's too hot to fly.

All shiver just the same.

Can't get back to sleep.

Ain't that right, Ma?

That's right.

He was telling the truth.

Sure something.

I had a cat.

One.

Who all the time was having baby
kittens.

A litter every time I turned around.

Houses crawling with cats.

So many of those living in the trees
around the house.

Paul said that was the end of it.

And when the next litter come, he put
down a big two -gallon cattle rice jar

by the steps where that old cat was on
the steps.

And he filled it full of water. He said
to me, Jukie.

You drown them cats before I get back
from the bottoms.

I remember.

I stood there and the kitties come
running out from under the steps.

Meowing and jumping.

Just beginning to get their eyes open
good.

And I looked up at Ma on the porch.

I said, you do it, Ma.

And she said, Pa, give me that job. And
she went off to fry up a chicken and

make some poochie gravy.

I stood there a long time before I
finally picked one of them up.

There was eight of them.

The one I picked up was gray and soft
and had a big runner of white down his

cum.

Warm.

It made a little mewing sound.

I felt like picking them all up and

running off in the woods with them,
living wild, never coming back.

I knew I'd get a whooping if I didn't do
what Paul told me, so I dropped that

kitty in the water.

I know to this day the way that kitty
floated after he was all over.

Drifting around, slow, not worrying,
looking at me.

Not blaming me for what I'd done, but
sure not lacking me for it none either.

And I couldn't do none of the others.

I got whooped anyway, but I couldn't
kill no more.

Come to the station break. And speaking
of breaks, I wish this bottle would.

I've been hearing the disturbing rumor.

that this is a no -deposit, no -return
bottle, and that I may end up in the

trash. All this will be continued after
we hear from our local station.

Color eyes, editor.

Blue.

No, Granny, green.

What color hair?

Red?

Black? Brown?

Oh, gray.

Charlie, you know more about it than any
of us. You see it more.

You live right here with it.

You see it when you're eating.

Charlie, what do you think it is?

Well, say an old man or a kid got lost
in the swamp.

Laundering around for years and years.

Lost in all that wet and dripping. Away
from the sun.

No sun, say.

Skin turning pale.

Stands to right, he'd start shriveling
up and withering away.

Finally, maybe sink down into one of
them muck holes.

And lay there like the maggot skeeters.

Sleeping in all that old sump water.

Why, for all we can tell, this could be
somebody we know.

Somebody we used to talk to.

For all we know.

Could.

I lost my little Foley in the swamp that
way.

My little boy Foley.

Run away.

Never come back.

A baby.

Baby.

But falling.

Falling.

Falling.

That you're falling.

It can move.

No, no, no, no. It didn't move.

Honest, I think it shift too. Slow.

Like that dead kitty.

I did.

I did. Don't move.

He made a sign.

That's my boy.

Mrs. Tritton.

Mrs. Tritton, that's nothing.

Not any more than it is mine.

More than likely we'll never find out
what it is.

And if we do find out, we probably won't
want to.

We wouldn't have anything to joke about
then.

It ain't nothing.

Probably a bunch of old jellyfish or
something.

You wouldn't be jealous, would you, Tom?

I just come over to watch you all make
fools of yourself.

You don't see me setting foot in or
taking part, do you?

Heck, I'm going home.

Anybody want to go out of my way?

Like I was a Saiyan before Mr. Cardamy
had his say.

A thing in that jar.

Now, why couldn't it be sort of all
things?

Lots of things.

All kinds of life and death.

I don't know.

Mix rain with sun.

And grass.

And snakes and children. And jelly and
mist.

And all the nights and days and dead
cane break.

And all that together.

Why does it have to be just one thing?

Maybe it's love?

Go on, Edan.

Tell him what you told me.

Eve Ann wants to tell everybody what she
thinks is in the jar.

Go on, Eve Ann.

Tell them what you told me you think is
in the jar.

Go on, honey.

It's the...

Boogie Man.

What was that?

I didn't hear anything.

Go back to sleep, Charles.

Listen, listen.

It's Charlie.

Oh, Charlie.

Somebody stole my jar, and you've got to
find it.

I got up to have a drink of water and
take a look at it, and it's gone.

You sure that thing didn't just get up
and walk away by itself? Now, that's not

funny. Somebody come in and took it. All
right, Charlie. And I want them caught,

and I want it back. All right, all
right. I'll get on with it first thing

tomorrow morning.

Then I'll find them, and I'll kill them.

Oh, Charlie, you know that you wouldn't
kill nobody.

Why don't you just go on home and calm
down, and I'll go out for breakfast

tomorrow morning and make out a report
on it.

Hey, Charlie.

Who's there?

Juke, Charlie. Go home, Juke. What are
you doing running around this time of

morning? I made myself a jar, see?

I got a frog, three lightning bugs, a
bird's wing, and a dandelion.

I know who's got your jar, Charlie.

Who? I hear them talking.

Thede and Tom Carmody and Jadoo.

Tom Carmody gave Jadoo a dollar bill to
steal your jar and take it away to Heron

Swamp.

Thede said she'd leave the screen door
open for him to get in.

They told him to bust it up.

To bust it up? That's what they told him
to do.

Hey, you can have my jar, Charlie.

It's not as good as yours, but you can
have it.

Help, Jadu!

Help!

You go under quicker if you struggle,
Charlie.

Jadu!

Jadu, help me.

Help, Jadu, fast!

Sometimes it takes as long as three,
four hours if you don't struggle to go

the way under.

Help me!

Before you come calling.

I've been sitting here looking at this
old jar, thinking about what I think it

is.

I couldn't get up and testify in front
of all them people.

Help! But I know what it is.

Jadoo, help!

This jar is a piece of the heart of all
life. Please, Jadoo! Leave me,

Charlie, I know.

Help me, Jadoo!

From this heart, lying somewhere back in
Meaty Bamboo Swamp.

Long, long time ago.

Help me. Oh, saw the fang start to
crawl.

Help. It's taking me under fast.

From the rich, dark garden, middy
bamboo.

Please, Jadu.

This heart come crawling out of the
dark. Please give me your hand, Jadu,

please. Then it puts out a hand like the
roots of a tree.

Jadu, help. Then it puts out feet like
the roots of a flower.

Then it grow a long tongue and horns.

Then it gets bigger.

This heart.

Now something else crawls up on land.

Keeps changing.

Then, hallelujah, it is human.

Help me. Here, Jadu.

Pull me, please.

Please, Jadu, give me your hand, please.

Human. Jadu.

This is the heart and center of all
creation.

This is Midi Bamboo Mama from who we all
come 10 ,000 years ago.

Quick, Jadu, help! It's taken me under.

They paid me a dollar, Charlie, to steal
and destroy the

center of all creation.

Oh, thank you, Jadu. Help!

Whoa! What'd you do that for, Thede?

You know how much my jar means to me?
How much fun it gives me?

Sweet!

A pigpen you've been sleeping in,
Charlie.

You ought to be proud of me.

If there ain't nobody else in Wilder's
holler, got anything like my jar?

They sure don't.

I'm respected.

Respected.

Folks, look up to me.

Look up to you.

Don't laugh at me, Thede.

Don't, Thede, don't.

Shut up.

How looked up to you gonna be if I have
to take this old spoon and break that

jar of yours?

Yes. You tried.

Bet you don't know where I've been. Bet
you don't know where I've been. Bet you

don't know where I've been.

I've been to the carnival.

We moved over past Cape City.

Tom Conley drove me over there today.

And we talked to that Connie boy.

That little bitty man that sold you your
wonderful job.

Yes, we did.

We sure did.

told us what's in that jar.

I don't want to hear it. Oh, but you've
got to.

It's a goodie. It's a goodie. Go away,
Thede. Go away.

Uh -uh. No, Charlie, honey.

No. Not till I tell you what's in that
jar.

Get, Thede. Get.

Thede, let me tell you.

We talked to that little Connie boss.

No!

Oh, Charles.

Everybody is sure going to laugh at you
when they find out what a fake it

is.

You're not going to tell.

Yes, I am.

Come on, I... But why?

Because, Charlie, you just got...

It is too big for your britches.

Thede, I don't understand, Thede.
Because you're dumb.

Please don't tell them, Thede. This has
been the best time of my life. It's been

good.

They won't come over and visit anymore
if you tell.

That's right.

I was going to start to serve
refreshments and all.

Thede. You didn't go to that carnival.

Yes, I did.

You're lying.

I am not.

But my jar, it's got to have something
in it. Just junk.

Besides the junk, you say.

Life and death.

There's too many people believe that
there's something in there. Too many

get pleasure just coming and watching
and listening and talking. I can't let

change that, Dee Dee.

That Carney boss.

If you talk to him, then he lied.

No, he didn't. He did not.

He did not lie.

He...

Just come here to me.

What?

Come here.

What? I'm going to show you something.

Here, kitty, kitty, kitty.

Here, kitty, kitty, kitty, kitty.

Here, kitty, kitty, kitty.

kitty kitty kitty

Well, eat what you can, Gramps. Fine
idea. You start serving refreshments.

It's about time, ain't it? Come on,
everybody. Get your places.

Howdy, Charlie.

Well, hello, Jardu. Come on. Just in
time.

Real happy to see you all here again,
and I hope you enjoy the evening.

I never noticed so definite before.

He's got blue eyes.

All has had blue eyes.

No, it didn't.

It was green, I swear, last time I was
here.

Another thing.

Got brown hair.

Didn't have brown hair before.

Yes, it did.

Not fully had brown hair.

Colored mine.

No, it didn't.

What do you think it is, Tom?

You haven't said.

It's your son.

It's sure something.

Come on, honey.

You tell him what you told me to make it
in the cellar. Come on.

It's the... A baby.

A baby.

A fooling.

It's everything.

An enemy.

The night.

The swamp.

Death. The pale things.

The wet things from the sea.

Kitty. Kitty.

Kitty.

Kitty. Kitty.

Kitty. Kitty.

I don't know.

I just don't know.

This here is a piece of the heart of all
life.

Human.

This is the heart and center of all
creation.

I wonder.

I wonder if it's a he or a she.

Or just a plain old it. I reckon we'll
never know.

I reckon we won't.

Sue, here.

It's pretty.

make one thing clear at once.

Any resemblance between the jar and any
other type of home entertainment is

purely coincidental. There is just no
comparison.

However, we are working every day to
lift the level of television.

Someday, who knows?

Getting out of the bottle proved to be
easier than I imagined.

However, I had the help of an angry
genie.

who claimed I had invaded his home.

That is all I have to offer this
evening. Until next week, then, good