All language subtitles for Hitchcock s01e25 The Long Silence.eng

Good evening, ladies and gentlemen, and
welcome to the Alfred Hitchcock Hour.

I've been asked to fill in for my
brother Alfred, who has been delayed.

He's been giving some lessons in masking
one's identity.

Ah, here he comes now.

It's about time.

Now get out of that ridiculous disguise
and get to work.

Granted, he has a certain knack for
impressions and ingenious disguises, but

that was sheer exhibitionism.

Brother Alfred is almost ready now,
although there's hardly any point in his

appearing. I now turn you over to
Alfred.

He's telling you that tonight's story
will begin in a minute, and that one of

the characters is a strange,
indescribable, four -footed monster.

But first...

A word from our sponsor.

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I felt that my duty was clear, but I do
hope I handled it discreetly. Believe

me, Mrs. Manson, we tried to spare you.

You reached Dr. Babcock? I spoke to his
nurse, Mr. Manson. The doctor will go

directly to the house.

He'll meet you there.

I'm sure we can count on you, Ogden, to
say nothing about this to anyone.

Let's keep it within the family,
understand?

Oh, yes, Mr. Manson, I understand.

Dr. Babcock, I'm so glad you got here
ahead of time. What's the trouble, Emma?

My nurse called me from a very important
meeting.

Mrs. Manson, doctor, she fainted. Mr.
Ogden telephoned from the bank. Babcock?

George, what's the matter with your
mother?

Sure, talk it out, poor dear thing.

She was awake the whole night.

Well, there's a little trouble at the
bank. Mother went over to meet with

and Edgar Ogden. Well, your mother's
been handling trouble at the bank for

years, so I don't see... Really upset
her, is he?

Seem to think my brother's run away.

Robbie run away?

Poppycock! Here they are.

Poor dear.

How do you feel?

Thank you for coming so promptly, Dr.
Babcock.

Her bed's already turned down. I'd like
to have the little lady to myself for a

while, if you please.

Now, what's this nonsense about Robbie
running away?

You told the doctor.

Oh, not actually, no.

True, Ralph. Mother just fainted.

She spent nearly an hour going over the
evidence. It was more than she could

stand.

How much is missing?

$200 ,000.

Your brother's loan accounts have been
juggled for nearly two years.

I mean, Robbie's always represented
everything good to me, especially since

Father died. He's been... Well, it just
seems so incongruous.

What did he say yesterday when you went
to him with it? He surely denied it. No,

he didn't say a thing.

I let Ogden do most of the talking
because he was the one who found out

was something wrong.

Ogden was climbing the walls because
Chief Loan Officer Robbie had his hand

so many records.

You mean he said nothing? He just
disappeared?

Took most of his books and just
vanished.

You think he just planned it that way to
cut and run?

Don't you?

I've just been through a studio
upstairs, Ralph, and there are things up

know he'd have taken with him if he
planned to disappear.

That cigarette case and some things
Father left him.

Things Robbie loved very much.

George, if you and Robbie were my own
real sons or my kid brothers or

you'd know without any explanation that
I'm as hurt and confused as you are.

Maybe he'll come back.

Let's hope he does.

Here we are. Made a nice cup of cocoa
for you, Mrs. Manson.

Nourishment is what you need right now.

Nourishment and a good long sleep.

Everything looks rosier after we've had
our proper rest.

As almost any doctor will agree.

True, Emma, true.

And we also sometimes prescribe fresh
air. I'll thank you to open one of those

balcony doors.

Right -o.

Now you take one of those capsules with
your cocoa and you just lie there.

And sleep.

I'll see that she does, Doctor.

I'll read to her. She likes that.

Don't you?

Come in.

How is she, Doctor?

Oh, she's nervously and emotionally
exhausted.

Just leave her alone. What she needs now
is rest.

I have one more call to make and then
I'm going home.

I can be here in five minutes if you
need me later this evening.

Emma, show me to the door. Yes, Doctor.

I'll be back in a minute to read to you,
dear.

Now you relax and rest, and I'm going to
try and find Robbie.

I'll scour Parkville tonight, and I'll
try New York tomorrow if I have to.

I'm going to ask Fred Pross for a little
quiet help.

Fred Pross? Oh, no, not the police.
George, please.

Mother, Fred's not the police. He's a
friend.

George, darling, understand me. I want
this kept completely quiet.

The bank is all taken care of, and as
soon as Ogden knows the exact amount,

he'll restore the money from my personal
funds.

Not to buy immunity for Robbie.

But I want him home and safe so we can
find out why this happened and face it

rationally. If this becomes a public
disgrace, we'll never see him again.

All right, Mother, I'll try it on my
own, but just for now.

Let's organize it together, George. I'll
cover half the town, you cover the

other half.

Don't you want to stay with Mother?

Yes, of course, but finding Robbie...
Ralph, let me try it on my own, just for

now. I'll ask a lot of questions and I
won't attract any attention.

Darling, get a book and read to me.

Wasn't Emma going to do that?

Emma tries to sound like the Barrymores,
and I'd rather have you read to me.

George is right. Stay with me.

Yes, of course, dear.

I'll see you later.

Could Robbie do this?

Could he really steal from our old bank?
Why?

Why did he need that money?

Darling, what are you doing?

Oh, I'm just getting a few things
together. I'm going to spend the night

room across the hall.

I don't object, darling. I'm reluctantly
but courageously obeying Dr.

Babcock's orders. You need undisturbed
rest.

I'll come back later and read to you.

Ralph? Where's Mother?

Is she all right?

Yes, Robbie, she's asleep.

Where have you been, Ralph?

Yes, I knew you'd be wondering.

Wondering when I'd come home to point
the finger at you.

At me?

I have the proof, Ralph. It's all in
here.

Have you been to the police?

I haven't had time.

I wasn't sure who was guilty, so I've
been careful.

I've been to New York, though.

A couple of handwriting experts.

South American brokers who know you as
Mr. Parnell.

Did you tell them that...

I stole the money.

I'm not interested in hurting you.

I just want to straighten this out for
Mother's sake.

Robbie, I wanted to talk to you
yesterday. I came back to your office,

gone.

I never intended that anyone should
suffer.

I just wanted to show your mother that I
could succeed on my own ingenuity. I

needed some capital. I had to put back
every cent I took.

But you've been paid $30 ,000 a year.

I needed some initiative.

I'd like to believe you, Ralph, but
there's a lot that isn't explained.

For example, the suitcase you were
carrying.

I was frantic. I was... I know.

Watching every moment for a chance to
get away.

This was plan B, wasn't it, Ralph?

But Ogden threw you off by coming to you
instead of going to Mother.

And I threw you off by failing to shout
my denials and stir up a hornet's nest.

You planned on getting lost on the
fringes and escaping in the confusion.

Instead, you're stuck in the middle.

But frantic?

I don't think so, Ralph.

If I hadn't opened that door, you'd be
on your way to an airport, free and

clear.

That's very dramatic.

Very. Isn't this why you married,
Mother?

Didn't you calmly intend four years ago
to steal everything you could and then

run out? Are you suggesting I'm a
swindler and a gigolo? All right. If I'm

wrong, you can prove it.

Come upstairs with me.

To Nora?

Exactly.

She's in love with you. No, Robbie.
Robbie, wait. She'll throw me out. Not

you're frank. Tell her you love her and
you're sorry.

Robbie, she'll despise me for hurting
you.

She can't sympathize. She'll send me to
prison. I don't think you ever loved

her. Keep your voice down. Mother
deserves the truth. Shut up and listen.

is ridiculous.

Robbie. This is ridiculous.

Robbie. Give me a chance to get away.
Just an hour.

Two hours.

She can divorce me, Robbie. I'll never
come back.

The money means nothing to her, Robbie.

I can't stand being around here any
longer.

Nora. Cut him down.

Don't. He's dead. Don't you understand?
He's dead.

He's dead.

Don't you understand?

I think. I know. Nora, will you control
yourself?

Don't you understand? Nora.

Nora,

it was an accident.

You.

I heard you. I know.

Yes, it was you.

Georgia, higher, higher, up, up.

Abby.

Abby.

What happened?

Oh, mercy, mercy.

Oh, my God.

She's dead. Quiet. Go call Dr.

Babcock and get a blanket.

What happened?

She saw Robbie. She fainted. I
couldn't... Mother.

She's alive.

She's badly hurt.

She's alive.

She's alive.

She's alive.

Gentlemen, you can come in now.

Gentlemen, this is Miss Jean Decker. She
will be Mrs. Manson's daytime nurse.

How do you do? Miss Decker.

Will you excuse me?

I've made arrangements for you to sleep
in this adjoining room, but I don't want

you underfoot in here.

There's a great deal to be done if we're
going to save Nora.

Is she going to live, Doctor?

She's living now.

That may mean everything, or it may mean
nothing.

The neurologist found no evidence of
intracranial pressure.

Her heart is strong.

And there seems to be average brain
activity as such.

But she doesn't move. She doesn't even
seem to breathe.

Well, she is breathing.

Her involuntary processes are working,
thank God.

But she's completely paralyzed.

Response to nothing.

How long can that last?

There's no way of telling.

This may be brain damage due to the
fall.

It may be emotional shock.

Hysteria. Or it may be a combination of
the two.

But if her brain is active...

You notice I refer to the brain, not the
mind.

I don't have time to expose the
particulars, but I'm afraid you must

yourself for the possibility that Nora
may never think normally again.

And even if she lives, she may never be
able to speak.

Nora?

Nora, can you hear me?

Nora, I'm right beside you.

Nora, I'm going to bed now.

Darling, can you hear me?

I'll be in the very next room.

Do you understand?

I've been near you, Nora.

I've been near you all the while.

I'm going off duty now, Mr. Manson.

I ordered you some supper. It's on its
way up.

It's too late for supper, Miss Decker.

I think I'll take a nap.

But you didn't touch your supper last
night either.

Does the night nurse clearly understand
about notifying the moment there's any

change, any change at all?

Yes, but I'll remind her.

I think if Mrs. Manson ever becomes
aware of anything, it should be that

someone beside her who loves her.

It'll mean everything to her.

To me too, Miss Decker.

She's all I have.

I'm afraid.

I'm afraid.

I am afraid.

When I was a little girl, whenever I'd
get sick, my mother used to sit on my

and brush my hair.

Beautiful girl, dear.

Beautiful girl.

I think you like it, don't you?

Are you trying to tell me?

What's wrong with me?

Why am I here?

We know she can swallow now, so Miss
Decker's going to try feeding her

Give the stomach something to do.

I have absolute confidence in Miss
Decker.

In fact, I wouldn't even consider moving
home if she weren't on the job.

Good. We'll keep her on the case.

Wonderful husband.

He's been here all week, you know that?

I'm... I'm afraid of Ralph.

Hey, your eyes.

Everything all right?

Yes, fine.

I even think she's gaining just a
little.

I'll be absolutely certain you call me
at home or at the bank the moment

a definite sign.

No.

I want to be the first to know.

I promise you'll be the first.

No, that's wrong.

There's something wrong with Ralph.

Something wrong.

I'd have kept her in the hospital six
years if she needed it.

But she showed no sign of improvement in
six weeks.

And I think she may improve here.

If she knows she's at home, and if her
memory's a factor, and if being moved

hasn't already weakened her and set her
back.

All right.

Maybe young bookkeepers never gamble.

But old witch doctors sometimes have to.

However, if you want me removed from the
case, just discuss the matter with your

stepfather. I'm sorry, sir.

I just can't help feeling insecure with
only that Decker girl to depend on.

Ralph has been urging this change for
almost a month.

He has confidence in Miss Decker.

So have I.

Will you show me which closet you want
me to use?

Yes, it's the one that's always been
mine.

I'm taking my things across the hall to
Robbie's room tonight.

Thank you.

I never see Robbie.

All right. Robbie embezzled her own bank
and then he killed himself.

That's where the block is. She's
withdrawn from specifically that

Correct, presumably.

I'm perfectly healthy and I've got
trouble with that reality myself.

What happens if being at home brings it
all back to her suddenly in a rush?

Will she revive or finish her?

That I do not know.

May I help you? No, I can manage. Thank
you, Mr. Edgar.

Nora, can you hear me?

Ralph, why haven't I seen Robbie?

Do you know where you are, Nora?

You're in your own room, your own bed.

My son Robbie, where is he?

You're safely home, darling.

about Robbie?

Robbie?

Tell me, where's Robbie?

Are you sure that's warm enough?

Yes, it's fine.

She's going to be in the morning sun,
Emma.

It'll do nicely, thank you.

Mother, I don't want to tell that nurse
of yours to her face, but last week when

they brought you home, I was about to
have her fired as a potential

She's got you taking sun baths and

She doesn't, but by golly, you do look
better.

Well, she's physically fine, thank
goodness.

She must have been very athletic. She
has such a beautiful body. It's so

and healthy.

Well, she's normally youthful and
active.

Discussing the use of our own exhibit.

Well, I'm going to be at the bank.

See you this evening.

At the bank.

George has all the real estate.

Rob, at the bank.

And... And then there was...

Is that why I never see him?

He's gone away.

What makes me fear Ralph?

He's my husband.

Flouch at me.

Flouch at me.

Okay.

Okay.

We shall continue with my brother
Alfred's hour after this brief trip to

interior of darkest America.

He's absolutely correct. We have another
one after which we continue with our

story.

She'll explain to me why you defied my
express instructions to call me first. I

reminded you when I left this house not
an hour ago.

But Emma shouldn't have called you at
all.

I only asked her to check with the
doctor.

This was nothing. It was simply a spasm.

What's that all about?

Oh, it was just a bowling out, Mr.
Corey.

Mr. Manson wanted to be first.

I see.

Ralph, four years. I've never seen him
ruffle his feathers before.

Oh, it's just that he's been so nice to
me and... Well, don't let it ruin your

friendship. He's on edge. I guess we all
are.

What actually happened to Mother?

It was just a convulsion.

Some sort of a spasm.

Not that I blame him for getting
excited, but this was simply not that

significant.

Actual movement, control movement is
something entirely different.

And you're sure she hasn't begun to
recover her capacities, her memory?

We can't be sure of anything, Ralph.

Well, don't let him know.

Not sure she can't hear me?

I'll be gentle, just in case.

Gentle? Oh, dear heaven, gentle.

Nora, will you try to let me know if you
can hear me?

Oh, please, don't let him know.

Keep me still.

Don't let me even tremble.

Keep me at...

I'm going back to the bank.

All right, I'll meet you downstairs,
George.

No.

Don't leave me alone with him.

George.

Oh, someone come back.

Well, yes. If she hasn't been resting,
I'll send over some powders to help her

sleep. But what makes you think she's
been waiting?

Well, Doctor, she's becoming active.

She's mentally alert.

You've been reading her eyes again?

Well, I can communicate with her, sir.

This is my seventh week on the case, and
I know my patient.

All right, my girl. It may be dangerous
to tell you this, but certainly

dangerous not to.

I think she did experience partial
recall this morning.

I haven't told her husband, and if you
tell him, you're off the case.

But shouldn't he be the first to know?

His nerves are mangled. I don't want him
tortured with false hopes.

And if she is commencing to revive, if
she is aware... We just take one small

push of anxiety or urgency or excitement
from him or anyone else to throw her

back beyond reach, beyond a chance of
recovery or even survival.

All right, sir.

But what about Emma? Emma knows her so
well.

Caution, Emma.

Don't tell her why, but caution her.

Yes, sir.

Is it moving?

Love of living you had.

How gay you were.

You still are immodely, aren't you?

You want to live.

Robbie wanted to live.

You killed him.

You had a special kind of gladness in
your eyes. Did you know that, darling?

And you want my hand to tremble or my
eyes to tell you what I remember?

And if they... I know you will kill me,
too.

All my happiness lies there with you,
Nora.

Oh.

Let me be still.

Let me be perfectly still.

Come in, Emma.

It's time for the sleeping part of Mr.
Manson.

Come in, Emma.

My instructions are to stay away from
Mrs. Manson. I brought the cocoa.

Good night.

Stay away?

Exactly.

instructed Emma to stay away.

I did.

No.

No. Her presence is disturbing to my
wife. She's too emotional.

Too loyal.

Too loyal to me.

As a matter of fact, I should have
blamed Emma this morning instead of you.

was very unjust of me. I do apologize.

I'm really on your side, you know.

I can handle the feeding.

Why don't you let me give her the cocoa?
You take a rest. I'll sit with her till

she's asleep.

In heaven's name, Jean, tell him no.

Don't leave us here alone.

Maybe tomorrow night.

I want to see how the sleeping powder
affects her.

All right, then, tomorrow night.

As a matter of fact, I think young
George would be delighted to ask you to

dinner.

I'll mention it to him.

I think your husband's matchmaking, Mrs.
Manson.

He's trying to get me alone.

Maybe he's just angling for a little
time alone with you.

Couldn't you hear him?

He was warning me.

Well, it might be a good idea.

We'll have to see what Dr. Babcock says.

I'd like an evening out.

Oh, what am I going to do?

What if I can't move?

What if I can't hide?

Well, shall we try the cocoa now?

It's going to help you sleep.

No, not yet. Let me think.

I've got to warn someone before Ralph
finds out.

Is something wrong?

Is it the cocoa?

Oh, if I could dare to show you.

Don't be afraid.

It'll help you sleep.

Just trust me.

I know you trust me.

But you trust Ralph, Jean.

Don't you see? You mustn't leave me
alone with him.

What is it, dear?

Why, Mrs. Manson, you're crying.

I can.

Whenever I want to, I can.

I could... I could show George and Dr.

Babcock, but I never see them alone.

And I'd have to make them understand at
once what Ralph has done.

At once.

How?

How?

Come in.

Well, well.

Goodness, if you're all that surprised,
I don't think I'm very flattered.

Be whatever you want to be. I'm
delighted.

Mr. Manson.

The doctor's going to call in about a
half an hour, and Emma will bring up the

cocoa about nine.

If you'll just stir in one sleeping
powder, I'm sure you can manage the

We'll be at the movies after dinner, and
we'll probably be home around midnight.

If that's all right with you, sir. It
makes it a pretty long evening.

That's more than all right. I'll enjoy
it.

Just relax and have a good time.

Thank you.

Night, Mother.

Good night.

Good night.

our first evening alone again.

If Robbie really loved to paint, and if
he was good at it, why didn't he just

quit the bank?

Partly because of Father's will and
mostly because he felt responsible.

He just doesn't sound like the type who
would do a thing like that.

I can't imagine Robbie going to all that
forgery and petty trouble for $200

,000.

Where I come from, that's an awful lot
of money, George.

Not to Robbie. In a year and a half,
he'd have earned his inheritance.

Almost a million in cash.

What did he do with the money?

Nobody knows. Fred, you met Fred Pratt,
the police captain.

He's been quietly trying to help me find
it, but nothing.

Do you think someone else... Now you're
getting into an ugly area.

But he left a suicide note.

Now, wasn't that a confession?

I didn't mention the money exactly.

I find myself wondering who else had the
opportunity.

It seems to be Ralph and Ogden.

That's a tough one.

Here's a tougher one. If Robbie didn't
steal the money, what was he confessing

to and why did he kill himself?

Thank you, Emma. That's all for tonight.

I think we'll try the three powders
tonight, Nora.

See what effect the three powders have.

Oh, no.

No.

No.

Drink,

Nora. No. No.

You don't want it, then?

You heard me, didn't you?

You heard me say three pounds.

Let me scream.

You remember, don't you?

Let me scream.

Let me scream!

This was not my fault.

Can you understand that?

I asked you for money and you refused.
You forced me to stay.

I never loved you, but I was good to you
and attentive.

He's going to kill me.

You owed me something for the time I
gave you, Nora.

I would have settled for the 200 ,000.

I was on my way out when Robbie came
home.

What happened then put everything in a
new light.

He's going to kill me.

I didn't want to kill Robbie.

But you know I did.

And if you recover, you look cute.

I'll never be free of it.

But if you die, I'll be safe.

The doctors think a shock might kill
you.

Fear, perhaps.

Fear of death.

Fear of smothering.

Even helpless people have been known to
smother.

Helpless people.

Even little children.

I don't want you to suffer.

I don't think you will suffer.

Dear God, let me scream!

Get away, please.

It was another attack. I didn't know
what... What happened? What caused it? I

don't know. I tried to give her the
cocoa and all of it, but it didn't

Let it spasm. Just leave me alone with
her.

Call Dr. Babcock?

No, not yet. Just leave me alone with
her and let me comfort her.

Well, I... No, please, just leave.

I'm sure glad we changed our minds about
the movie.

Jean couldn't relax. She just didn't
feel it was right leaving you so long

Mother.

Oh, Jean, Jean.

Thank you.

Oh, I'm sorry.

I'm so, so sorry.

But what happened? What could have
happened to you?

Jean, my hand.

Was it the cocoa?

You didn't want it last night either,
did you?

What is it about the cocoa?

Angie, my hand.

You're trying to tell me. I know you
are.

Your pulse is still racing.

Look at my hand.

You're moving it.

Are you doing that?

Yes, yes, yes.

Jean, is she all right? Don't tell him.
Don't tell him.

I think so, Mr. Manson. You want the
doctor?

No, but I do want her to have her
sleeping powder.

Would you please go down and ask Emma
for a cup of warm milk?

Sure. Come on, Ralph. No, I'd rather
stay close by you, girl.

Make him leave.

Jean, please.

All right, Mr. Manson.

Would you please sit quietly over there?

Jean.

Jean, don't let him stay.

Kill me.

She's quiet now and exhausted. It would
be a great deal easier to feed her

without an audience.

Come on, let's go around.

Please, I'll give her her milk and
she'll be sound asleep in five minutes.

Well, you can do with a drink. I know I
can.

Let's go downstairs.

Well, George, you go and have your
drink. I think I'll go to my room.

Good night.

Good night.

Jean, if anything, the smallest thing
happens, you'll call me at once.

I will. Good night.

Good night.

I hope I didn't imagine this.

Can you really move your hand?

Oh, Jean.

Oh, Jean, Jean, yes.

I thought you didn't know.

Can you control it?

Yes, Jean.

Yes.

Make a signal to me.

No, no, no, no.

Just move it once.

And now twice?

Very good.

Once for yes, and twice for no.

Oh, I thank you.

What brought this on?

Was it the cocoa?

No.

Was Emma in here?

Mrs. Manson, did your husband say
something?

Yes, yes, yes.

No, no, no, no. You're just flopping it
now.

You have to concentrate.

Did your husband say something?

Mrs. Manson, are you afraid of him?

I'm going to go and see George now, Mrs.
Manson.

I'll be right back.

No, Jean, wait.

Wait with me. Don't leave.

Don't leave me.

You mean she can speak? She can actually
speak?

No, she can't make sounds, but she can
move.

And she's afraid of Mr.

Manson.

I'm afraid to think what it means, but
now I know she's always been afraid of

him, George.

All right, I'll call Fred Pross, and
I'll have him come over quietly.

We don't have any evidence, but go on
upstairs, and if there's any trouble up

there, you scream your lungs out.

All right.

Nora, what are you hiding from me?

Tell me before she comes back. Give me a
chance to protect myself.

George,

help me.

Nora, speak to me.

I know you told them something.

Stop him.

Speak to me.

Speak to me before I hurt you, Nora.

Speak.

What are you doing?

I just came in to see how she was.

I don't believe you. Look at her.

It was another attack.

No. Get away from her. I was just
trying. You're lying.

You were hurting her.

Will you be still? No. Will you be
still? Don't you understand?

Don't do this to me.

Don't do this to me.

I wanted to appear as myself in order to
say goodnight.

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