All language subtitles for Hitchcock s03e01 Return Of Verge Likens

Good evening.

If you see three young men with electric
guitars, please send them back.

They seem to have wandered off.

They can't be far, however, for they are
still plugged in. All evidence to the

contrary.

I'm convinced that music has charms to
soothe the savage breast.

For example, this set of drums was made
by a tribe of Aborigines, a people

completely uncivilized, yet they built
every one of these lovely instruments

out of human skin.

Of course, when it came to drumsticks,
they were rather unoriginal.

They make these out of plastic.

which we supply them at a modest profit.

Unfortunately, we keep running out of
salesmen. This evening's program is not

completely musical. We also bring you a
play. It concerns violence and revenge

in a small mountain town. The time, one
minute from now.

You ain't got no right, Pratt. I got all
the right in the world. This is my

place. Now, I won't allow you to talk
out to Riley McGrath like that in my

place. Now, you go on home, son.

Go on.

Yeah, Fred, what is it? I'm awful sorry
about that disturbance, Mr. McGrath. Oh,

forget it. Oh, you got some good pickled
pig's feet. Yes, sir. Fresh jar.

Fine, fine, fine.

Hey, hey, raise a couple more beers.

Yes, sir. Two beers coming up.

That's me, boy.

Let him have his say.

The free country, Mr. McGrath.

Wouldn't you say so?

Mm -hmm. That is the free country. Yeah.
And nobody's going to stop me from

saying what I'm going to say to you. Get
on with it. You may be fooling

everybody around here, but you ain't
fooling me.

I'm not going to sell. I've worked too
hard paying for my hundred acres and no

loss.

He's forcing me to sell.

Get him out of here.

Come on, Stoney, get out of here.

You're a crook.

Get out of here. Now.

I ain't afraid of you, Mr. McGrath. Not
like everybody else in this state.

You're a liar.

He did.

Fred, call 634.

Get Sheriff Reynolds here right away. If
his wife answers, find out where he is.

Tell her who you're calling for.

Yes, sir.

My turn.

I didn't miss.

You ain't ever gonna miss.

I don't want to turn before I have to go
to sleep.

Okay, here.

That don't count.

I wasn't ready.

Okay, that don't count.

up all day is cornbread that's his
supper there's still two pieces left

there

he is now no it ain't him ain't the old
truck old truck makes more

noise than that

You Stoney Larkin's boy?

Yeah.

What's the matter?

Where's my daddy?

Both you his boys?

Well, you boys better come with me.

It's been an accident.

Go on, Fred.

Mr. McGrath shot him, sure, but old
Stoney was acting like a wild man.

Mr. McGrath said he had a couple of beer
bottles in his hands and was coming

after him with these bottles.

Is that right?

Yes, sir.

You would say it was self -defense?

Well, he was coming at him with these
bottles and he was drunk.

Yes, sir.

My daddy didn't have no gun on him.

If he'd had a gun on him...

I had been pointed at him.

Well, now it'd be a different thing.

But it ain't self -defense to me when a
man with a gun shoots down a man that

ain't got none.

Well, it seemed to me like self
-defense.

What was Riley McGrath doing here in the
first place?

Well, he was just stopping by.

His way back from an important political
rally in Charleston.

Why didn't McGrath stay then?

There was no real need for him to stay
here.

I went right to his home. I questioned
him there.

Got all the information I need.

He was tired, upset, taking handfuls of
heart pills.

I told him to go to bed, get a good
night's sleep.

You two boys did the same.

Is that all you're going to do?

Oh, son, there's seven people here all
seen it.

They all tell the same story, all
willing to swear it was self -defense.

Come on, Virg.

Well, here's the key to his truck.

The stuff is in his pocket.

Well, here. Here, take it.

Had a good day.

Sold about half of them.

Look at all the money verge

Good

price through today about $10 Now don't
you cry Wilfred

you hear me don't you cry on me

Thank you.

Hey, Sheriff!

Hey! Hey, that's enough!

You cut that out, Ligon!

Turkey will be ready

time anybody gets here.

Think I have folks sitting up all night
and I'll feed them.

I don't know nobody what'll come.

We never see nobody.

Stoney never was social.

It's wrong to grow up without making
friends.

You boys never having friends.

When you die, there's nobody to sit up
with you. I don't think he'd care.

Look at this table.

How'd this table get this way?

Those mumbly peg holes.

Me and Virgin Daddy play mumbly peg on
the table.

Your mama had this table brought all the
way from Charleston.

Cost her nearly $50.

There's the low.

A lichen.

You'd be very smart just to forget all
about this.

Just stay here, picky peaches.

Nothing you can do.

Bird!

Ain't out of man ain't Mary Jane in
here. They cooked up lots of food.

I'll be right there, Wilford.

You put some water on the stove, huh?

I'm gonna need a bath.

Count of jail's mighty dirty.

You got fleas in your jail, Sheriff.

Fleas and trained rats.

Well, I wouldn't do anything to have to
spend any more nights there.

You had the comfortable cell.

The Lord spake unto Moses, saying,
Command the children of Israel that they

bring unto thee pure olive oil beaten
for the light to cause the lamps to burn

continually.

Without the veil of the testimony in the
tabernacle of the congregation shall

Aaron order it from the evening unto the
morning before the Lord continually.

It shall be a statute forever in your
generations.

Burge?

I was going to go to bed.

I'll go to bed tomorrow night.

After he's out of the house and in the
ground for good.

You go on, go to sleep.

No, I ain't going to leave you sitting
up alone.

And out of me and that Mary Jane are
here.

They don't count.

It wasn't self -defense, Wilford.

Daddy may have come out of him, but he
wasn't gonna hurt him, none.

No?

You shot daddy just like you chewed a
quail.

They say he was drunk, Virg.

That don't make no difference.

Daddy's dead.

I know.

Ain't nothing we can do about it.

Yes.

Yes, there is something.

Can't bring back the light.

Can't make him be out in the orchard in
the morning before the sun comes up,

calling us to come help.

No.

Can't do nothing about that.

Well, that's what I said.

But there is something.

Something to do.

No. Don't say that, Virg.

There's nothing.

Like Mama.

All gone.

I'm fixing to do it, Wilford.

It's all I've been thinking about ever
since I saw Daddy dead on the sawdust

floor.

What are you talking about?

And he that killeth any man shall surely
be put to death.

And he that killeth a beast shall make
it good, beast for beast.

And if a man cause a blemish in his
neighbor, as he hath done...

so shall it be done to him.

Breach for breach, eye for eye, tooth
for tooth.

Chapter 24, verses 17 through 20.

I don't know for sure what you're
saying, Virg.

Saying I'm going to kill Riley McGrath.

Thanks.

I done set my mind to it.

Ain't nothing gonna stop me.

Where you been, Virg?

Virg, I've been waiting for you.

You been out possum hunting?

Virg, I'm talking to you.

I'm scared here all alone at night,
Virg. You know that.

This is the third night this week you've
been gone all night, and I don't like

it. I had to get up and sit out on the
porch till the sun come up.

Riley McGrath is right now.

Sitting up in his office, opening up his
morning mail, and drinking coffee.

Long about 10 o 'clock, he's gonna go
downstairs to the Sigafoose Barbershop.

Get a shave and a shine.

That's the expensive barbershop I showed
you once outside of the square.

Haircuts cost $1 .25.

By Wilford, Riley McGrath has his
haircut once a week, whether he needs it

not.

Then back up to his office to do more
dirty work.

Long about 12, 15.

He'll go downstairs, get out, and get
something to eat.

He ain't got no favorite place to have
dinner.

But every Monday, Wednesday, and Friday,
he has supper over at the

Stonewall Jackson Hotel.

You should see that hotel, Wilford.

It's got these big glass lights about
the size of our trucks hanging all over

the place from the ceiling.

They're just sparkling and glowing like
icicles.

And every Tuesday night, he goes and
visits a lady friend over by the

station.

Saturday nights, he goes and plays poker
over at the County Judges.

And every other Thursday, he goes and
sees a Dr.

Sanders.

He's got a bad heart, Wilford.

How come you know so much about him,
Bert?

I made it my business.

That's what I've been doing for the past
month.

Following him around.

Ever since the morning after the
funeral.

Oh, he ain't seen me.

Don't know nothing about it.

But I wanted to know where he was every
minute of every day.

I almost shot him this morning.

Almost shot him down just like you shoot
down an old quail.

Then I got to thinking.

That ain't enough.

Fudge, you're talking like a loon.

I want him to know my name when I kill
him, Wilford.

I'll figure out a way.

You're just gonna get your own self
killed.

You're all the family I got.

I'm going to go to bed now, Wilford.

It ain't dark, Bert.

I'm too tired to care what time of day
it is.

Wait me for dinner, will you?

We're having field days.

Hey, boy.

You looking for somebody?

Yes, sir.

I'm looking for Mr. Riley McGrath.

Well, he ain't in his office.

He's next door having a haircut.

Thank you.

Thank you very much.

Thank you.

There you are, Mr. McGrath.

Hey, you're five -eighths Indian,
Sigafoose.

You want a scalping, sonny? No, sir. I
want to talk to Mr.

McGrath. He'll talk to me. Oh, I'm sure
he'll talk to you, son.

A man like Mr.

McGrath never gets too important so he
can't talk to fellas on the street.

Isn't that right, Ronnie?

You know this boy, Sigafoose?

Never seen him before in my life.

But I remember.

You from around here, son?

Yes, sir. Out to North Road, please.

How come I don't recollect seeing you
around town for us? Me and my brother,

hardly ever get in.

Oh, well, what is it?

Oh.

Oh. Well, come on, speak up. What is it?

Can I talk to you?

I don't know, can you?

You're the one who's finding it hard to
do.

Well, what is it?

And five is ten, and ten is twenty.
Thank you, Mighty McGrath.

Here, buy your squaw some wampum beads.

You're too kind, great white father.

My daddy will stony like it.

Is that so?

Well,

come on up to my office.

I have an appointment in 15 minutes with
Judge Beam, but I can give you a minute

or so.

I sure appreciate it.

This matter was settled in the last term
of Judge Beam's court a week and a half

ago.

Your father attacked me, son.

I shot him in self -defense.

And nobody regrets that more than I do.

I just don't want nothing to happen to
my brother Verge.

Well, nothing's going to happen to your
brother. Something might.

Verge claims he's fixing to kill you,
Mr. McGrath.

That's all he's been talking about for
two weeks now.

It's a foolish thing to talk about.

How come you're telling me about it?

Well, I thought if maybe you was to send
for Verge and talk to him yourself, you

know, explain how it was self -defense,
it might help.

Stubborn as he can be when he sets his
mind to something, but he ain't done.

His whole family got left, except
Daddy's sisters, and they live way out

Pine Eye Valley.

Where'd you say you live?

Beyond North Road, about 20 miles out.
Turn off Appalachian Way. Not too fast

now.

Beyond the North Road.

About 20 miles out.

Turn off Appalachian Way.

Appalachian... Way.

Nothing's going to happen to your
brother, son.

As long as he behaves himself.

However, I know how it is to lose your
daddy.

I lost my daddy two years ago.

I lost my mama eight months ago.

High blood pressure.

Oh, I'm sorry.

Yeah, the heart is a delicate thing.

I know.

I know that death and the family brings
with it...

Certain unexpected expenses.

I heard you said we gotta plant some
cotton to pay for Daddy's coffin.

Oh, I'm gonna do something for you, boy.

Something that I'm not obliged to do.

And something I'm gonna do out of the
goodness of my heart.

Something to spread a little oil on
these obviously troubled waters.

Take it, son.

Take it and go with my blessings.

Thank you.

And he was real nice and he... Virg, he
took me up into his office there and

I talked to him a little bit and...

He told me about how his mama just died
of a heart attack, and I told him... I

know what you told him.

Virge, I had to.

Well, what would happen to me if you'd
done something silly and they took you

away and sat you down in the electric
chair?

That was a fool thing to do.

Don't be mad at me, Virge.

Look, what Mr. McGrath gave me. Told me
it was to spread oil on troubled waters.

There's five $100 bills there.

Five, Virge.

I counted them.

Well, this makes things a sight easier.

Huh?

Saves a lot of fuss, I reckon.

Hope you thank Mr. McGrath for the
money, Wilford. I don't know whether I

not. Well, I hope you did.

You weren't born in a barn, you know.
Mama did teach you some manners.

Well, now I know exactly what I'm going
to do.

Going to write Aunt Ida Mae and Aunt
Mary Jane a note.

Ask them to come back here and take care
of you while I'm gone.

What do you mean? Where are you going?

Going to Charleston. To Charleston?

Mm -hmm. What are you going to
Charleston for?

Well, I got me some money.

Gonna go to school.

What kind of school?

The kind of school that's gonna teach me
how to kill Mr. Riley McGrath the way I

want.

They got a killing school in Charleston?

Real slow.

Because he has to look at my face for a
long time.

He knows it's coming.

Well, now, you promised me, Wilford, if
Mr.

Riley McGrath comes looking for you or
me, you tell him I took that money and

I went to Charleston, but you don't know
what I'm doing there.

You hear me, Wilford? You don't know
what I'm doing there.

Cross your heart and hope to die.

Cross my heart and hope to die.

You're going to leave right now?

Well, the sooner I leave, the sooner
I'll be back.

Now, don't you cry on me.

Will you send me some picture postcards?
I'll send you some picture postcards.

Bye. Bye.

We have not come to the end of our...
play. There is much more, but we thought

it wise to stop here in order to ease
tensions and break stations.

Just a minute, ladies.

I'll take it.

Who's that for?

That's for you, Mr. McGrath.

Me?

Verge Larkins.

Get the car.

Yoo -hoo!

Wilford! Mail came!

Woo -hoo!

Wilford!

Another card come for you, Wilford. From
Burge? Just like all the others.

He write anything on it this time?

Not a word.

Well, he don't have to write nothing on
them, just as long as he keeps sending

them to them. Seems to me like an awful
waste of money unless you fill it up

with words.

Look at these poke greens I found under
the hill. We can have poke salad for

supper. Salt meat and cornbread.

Sounds mighty good.

Idy May, looky here. How good Wilford
wiped out all those knife holes out of

table. I swear, a man in a house without
women, you just never know.

Well, you better get the greens on.

That makes six.

One a month for six months.

Six months, Bird's been gone.

Seems about like six years to me.

Miss your brother, don't you?

Well, who could that be?

Maybe it's Virg.

Lakin's family live here?

Lakin, we do.

You Virg Lakin?

No.

Virg ain't here.

You his brother?

His brother Wilford.

Mr. McGrath wants to talk to you,
Wilford. Send me out here to fetch you.

You don't have to go nowhere, Wilford.

It's all right.

I talked to Mr. McGrath before.

I get to ride in that big car out there.

Sure.

Be right back.

There you are.

Let's go, Mr. McGrath waiting.

I want to ride in the back.

Sure. Get in.

Oh. That don't mean us.

Oh.

You know anything about that?

It's from your brother.

Where is he?

He's in Charleston.

I got a call from him this morning.

What's his address?

In Charleston.

He ain't never put one on any of the
cards.

Not been able to ever write to him.

How long has he been in Charleston?

The day you talked to me, I came home,
gave him the money, and he left right

then.

What's he doing in Charleston?

Speak up.

I don't know.

What do you think your brother's doing
in Charleston?

I hadn't thought about it.

You wouldn't keep anything from me,
would you?

I wouldn't like that if you would.

You have no idea what your brother's
doing down there?

No, sir.

I believe you, boy.

You're a smart boy.

Fine, fine.

Draw, there's no reason for you to keep
a secret from me, is there?

Huh?

I said, there's no reason for you to
keep a secret from me, is there?

D .D., see that Mr. Likens is taken care
of.

You sure got a wonderful car.

I never knew they put air conditioning
in cars.

Give me another beer.

Yes, sir.

Get rid of that thing.

Yes, sir.

Wait a minute. Yeah?

Can you turn on the air conditioning?

Sure thing.

You got something?

That's just what I was going to ask you.

Where's your brother?

Charleston. I know he's in Charleston.
What's he doing there? I don't know.

Now,

where's

your brother?

The sun goes down.

I haven't told everything I know.

I have to be at the boys' club in half
an hour.

I'm making a speech on the flora and the
fauna of this great state of ours.

Think I can trust young Mac here to give
me a good close shave?

Mac's on a vacation.

Left yesterday afternoon for California.

But it's okay, Mr. McGrath. I had a
replacement for a couple of weeks. Tried

out myself this morning.

I guarantee you, Riley...

and the kids.

Mean as ever.

All of them.

There you are, Marsh.

You can see your ears now.

What you looking for, son?

A fresh shot of towels, Mr. Sigafoose.

Tons of towels out back.

I'll go get them for you. You just tend
to Mr. McGrath and see he gets to the

boys club on time.

Mr.

Sigafoose, we're gonna need some bay
rum.

up here too.

What's your name, boy?

Jones.

Odell Jones.

You're on a very close shave now.

Well, Riley, I hope you appreciate the
quality of lava he's whipped up for you.

Fine, fine.

You know, I could have sworn I had an
extra bottle of bay rum in there.

Well, I'll run up to the drug store and
get some.

Mr. Sigafoose? Mr.

Sigafoose?

We're gonna need a big bottle of witch
hazel. I hear ya.

I just want to save him from making two
trips.

You didn't cut off my sideburns, did
you?

No, sir.

Well, make sure you don't.

Yes, sir.

You related to the Jones that's got the
fishing pier on the Big Sandy?

Nope.

Well, you sure look familiar.

Well, now, Mr. McGrath, I ought to meet
you for quite a spell.

Seen you once in a parade.

Been told by some folks I look like my
daddy.

But he didn't want to take the blame.
Said I look like my mama.

Is your daddy the Jones guy at the
hardware store on Baltimore Street?

I know, sir, Mr. McGrath.

My daddy's dead.

He didn't have no fishing pier or
hardware store.

All he ever had was a little piece of
land.

A hundred acres in the bottom.

Real poor.

Had to work real hard for that land.

Trying to put a road through there.

My daddy wouldn't sell.

Who'd have thought?

One of those hot summer days out there
picking peaches.

All that peach fuzz itching all over
your arms.

All that fuzz gets up your nose.

Who'd ever thought that one of his boys
one day be able to go into Charleston

and learn a real fancy trade like
barbering.

Never had a store -bought haircut in his
whole life.

He would have been proud.

In fact, he only got to Charleston once
in his life.

Before I married my ma.

Charleston? Mm -hmm.

You've been in Charleston?

Best barber college around.

I was right lucky.

Get hired like this.

First job I applied for right out of
school.

You're not Odell Jones.

That's not your name. Hold on.

Mr. McGrath, I... You're gonna have to
sit still, Mr. McGrath.

You know, you jerk around like that, I
might cut you.

Now that I got me a trade, figuring on
saving my money up,

sending my brother Wilford to the big
city, open up a barber shop of our own.

Oh, Mr.

McGrath. Please sit still.

I might slip and cut you.

Right through to the gullet.

Now, Mr. McGrath, remember your heart,
okay?

Remember your heart.

Open the door!

I wouldn't say nothing.

I just... I wouldn't cry out or nothing
like that.

Just sit real still.

Brought this razor with me all the way
from Charleston.

It's a hand -honed Sheffield.

Now, I spent the whole night dropping
this blade, Mr. McGrath.

Just thinking about this moment.

I hope my brother thanked you for the
money, Mr. McGrath.

Your generosity sprang out of your
guilt.

It's made this all possible.

Very still, Mr. McGrath.

Very still.

Because my name, Mr. McGrath, is Verge
Likens.

Verge Likens.

Verge Likens, Mr. McGrath.

Verge Likens.

Now, this here is the scary part, Mr.
McGrath, because, well, That old juggler

vein is right about there.

When I came back here, he had this door
locked.

There you go, Mr. McGrath.

All done.

He's dead.

You're under arrest.

For what?

You're under arrest for killing Riley
McGrath.

Well, you can't arrest me, Sheriff.

What do you mean I can't arrest you?

Well, there ain't no law against giving
a man a shave.

Gave him a real good one, too.

See for yourself.

Ain't a scratch on him.

By the way, I know the secret of these
wigs.

They are actually earmuffs, so you don't
have to listen to your own music.

Next week we shall be back with another
story, and perhaps by then my three

companions will have returned.

Until then, good night.