All language subtitles for Hitchcock s01e29 The Dark Pool.eng

Good evening.

Do you sometimes get the feeling that
things have changed since you were a

I'm quite convinced that either
firecrackers have become much larger or

have become smaller.

This particular model is for the child
who has everything and wants to get rid

of it.

You will be relieved to know a child
cannot buy one of these unless he is

accompanied by an adult.

Actually, the stores will sell this to a
child. He just needs the adult to carry

it home for him.

This evening's tale takes place in
California where the climate is sunny

dispositions are not necessarily so.

Our heroine survives one tragedy only to
learn that she is not at the end of her

trials but at the beginning.

Speaking of beginnings...

I had hoped to open our show with some
attention -getting sound.

Fortunately, our sponsor has come to the
rescue.

Noise is a specialty of his. He has long
been an advocate of beginning a show

not with a whimper, but with a bang.

Thank you, darling.

Hi.

Hey, Pedro, get me a vodka tonic, huh?

Si, senora.

Make it a light one.

Aren't you supposed to be taking a nap,
young man?

He just refuses to sleep.

Oh, Victor, you're a bad, bad boy. Do
you know that?

I can take care of him this afternoon,
Nanny. He's got to have his nap.

Oh, just for a little while.

You spoil him.

I suppose you don't. You were much
stricter with me when I was his age.

Ah, you had me to be, dear.

He's very well behaved.

Thanks.

Bye. Hey, look.

Victor.

Look at here.

Here's Mommy's horse. See? Watch.

Gallop, gallop, and jump.

Gallop, a gallop, a jump.

Oh, darling.

That's what Mommy's learning to do.

I mean, Mommy's learning not to fall off
the horse while the horse is learning

to jump.

See?

You just wait about three more years,
and Father will buy you a pony, a real

live pony. How's that, huh?

Learn to jump just like Mommy's
learning.

There you go.

Nanny!

Be right back. Here.

Hello?

Victor!

Darling, where are you?

In San Diego.

No, no, we just flew in from Washington
a few minutes ago.

I'm so glad.

By the way, I have another admirer of
yours here with me. A certain attorney.

Larry Hawthorne.

Right. We have some contracts that need
revision, so I thought I'd bring Larry

home to dinner with us.

Wonderful.

How's my son?

In robust health.

I promised him you'd buy him a pony so
he could go riding with me.

Hadn't he better learn to walk first?

And you?

You're feeling all right?

The answer that occurs to me is feeling
no pain, but that's what they say about

drinking people, and I'm no longer
drinking people, remember?

I know, darling, and I'm proud of you.

Well, then hurry home.

I will.

Goodbye.

Sounds like everything is just fine.

She hasn't had a drink since we adopted
the baby.

Mrs. Gibbs had the baby ever climbed by
himself before.

No, sir.

Not enough to get out of the playpen.

What happened when Mrs.

Castillejo returned from riding?

She went into the house to take a shower
and change, leaving me with the baby.

When I heard the telephone, I picked the
baby up and put him in the playpen.

When did you realize that Mrs.
Castillejo answered the telephone

Well, I left Victor in the playpen and
then I went into the living room.

And when I got there, I heard Mrs.

Castillejo talking with her husband on
the phone.

And you just stood there listening?

Alfred, I was in the car with Mr.

Castillejo. I heard he said in the
conversation why the whole thing wasn't

than a minute long.

Then are you saying that you think it's
possible that the baby managed to climb

out of the playpen and meet death by
drowning in no more than a minute?

I believe the investigating officer
proved it could be possible.

You were Mrs.

Castillejo's nurse, too, years ago.

Oh, yes, yes. Till she went away to
school when she was 12.

And you've been in retirement for some
years?

Until last year, when she wrote to me to
say they thought of adopting the little

boy.

And I came out because she wanted me to.
See, she's like one of my own.

I understand.

Well, I'm sure you realize that if I had
any suspicion of negligence or

carelessness, I'd have to put this
before the jury formally.

It does appear that Mrs. Gibbs did not
exercise perfect judgment in leaving an

18 -month -old baby alone, even for so
short a time.

However, I find no culpability.

This was accidental death.

Thank you all. You're free to go.

I think it would be better if Nanny were
to leave here now, right away.

You're not blaming her, are you?

It's just that I can't help thinking if
she'd stayed with the boy.

If she'd watched him as she was supposed
to. Never would have happened.

But, darling, just letting her go...
Please.

It'll be better for all of us.

I'll speak with her myself if you
prefer.

No, no, no, no. Nanny is my
responsibility.

I'll tell her.

Come in.

You're packed.

You've already packed.

Well, he expects me to leave, doesn't
he?

Yes.

Oh, Manny, it's wrong.

I didn't think he'd blame you.

The important thing is that he isn't
blaming you.

But I'm letting you be hurt, and I can't
do that.

I didn't think he'd react this way.

Nanny, I'm going to tell him the truth.

What are you going to tell him?

That you were with the baby?

Holding a drink?

But you're not the guilty one. He
mustn't blame you.

Diane, in the past, when things went
badly, you know what happened.

You don't want that now.

You promised him that you'd give it up.

Oh, when the baby was here, it was
better.

But better's not what you promised.

You promised to give it up entirely.

And he believes that you have.

Oh, my dear.

Don't you see?

He'd never be sure.

He'd always be wandering deep down.

Was it only wandering?

Or was it several?

That kept you from watching the baby.

I took it upon myself to lie for you,
Diane.

It doesn't matter if they blame me.

That poor wee babe is gone.

It's a terrible punishment for you to
bear.

But you've got to bear it, Diane.

And you've got to keep that promise.

And you've got to take hold of yourself.

Once and for all. I will.

I will, Nanny. I will. I will. I will. I
really will.

Excuse me, Signora.

There is a young lady at the door to see
you.

I told you I didn't want to see anyone.

Well, she happened to mention the Santa
Cecilia's Mission orphanage.

Oh. All right, Joran. Very well.

How do you do?

I suppose my husband called you about
the baby's toys.

No. But it is about the baby that I
wanted to see you.

Oh?

I don't suppose my name means anything.

The sisters wouldn't have told you.

Wouldn't have told me what?

I'm the mother of the little boy you
adopted.

The baby that drowned was my son.

I was so happy when I found out who
adopted him.

So happy for him that I could almost
forget how much I wanted him with me.

Try to understand my feelings.

I've lost him twice.

Miss Sandino, is there anything we can
do for you?

No, I didn't come here for sympathy.

I wanted to meet you, and I'd like to
see where it happened.

Mrs. Gibbs, the nurse, used to take him
out every afternoon to play in the sun.

By the pool.

And she never left him alone?

No, she was always very careful.

But if she'd been with him that
afternoon, he'd still be alive.

Well, she didn't really leave him even
then. I know.

Mrs. Gibbs lied to protect you.

She wasn't even with him.

You were.

You left him.

And you were drinking.

Vodka and tonic, Mrs. Castillejo.

One drink? You were drinking at the bar,
talking on the phone.

And your back was to the baby, so you
couldn't see.

I know how you regret those few little
moments.

But these are things we have to live
with.

Both of us.

Pardon me, señora.

Señor Castillejo's car just arrived.

I'm sure your husband doesn't know the
truth.

Please.

Mrs. Sandino.

Would you leave?

Can't we talk about this some other
time?

Please.

No.

Diane.

Darling, I know I'm a bit early, but...
Oh, I didn't know you had company.

How do you do?

I'm Consuela Sandino. Your wife and I
are old friends.

How do you do?

Consuela and I went to convent school
together.

It seems so long ago.

But that's where you turn when there's
trouble to old friends.

I recently lost someone very dear to me.

Someone Diane knew.

I thought she'd understand my grief.

I didn't know about the baby.

Yes. It's been very difficult for us.

I'm sure.

That's why I said I didn't want to stay,
even though your wife insisted.

But if my being here, even just for the
weekend, would help you in any way, I'd

be happy to stay, Diane.

Well, I...

It might be good for both of us.

If you're sure you have no other plans.

No, none.

Oh, I didn't bring anything with me.

Could you loan me some of your things?

Of course.

Could I freshen up a little bit now?

Yes.

Pedro, would you show Miss Sandino to
the blue guest room, please?

Si, senora. Thank you.

Excuse me. Surely.

Sorry I overslept, Diane.

Oh, your maid brought me this. I hope
it's all right.

Pedro, will you pour some coffee for
Miss Sandino, please?

Si, senora.

Is it always so lovely here in the
morning?

That depends on the point of view.

Thank you.

It's very beautiful.

I'm just not used to all this elegance.

Not as a guest, I mean.

Of course, I have worked in some very
lovely homes.

Pedro, I want you to stay.

The sisters at the mission would never
have told you who adopted the baby.

How did you find out?

Well, Pedro's family and mine have been
friends for many years.

Then Pedro just happened to tell you
that I was with the baby.

That Mrs. Gibbs took the blame.

And that you were drinking vodka.

Oh, and...

Wasn't there a promise of some kind
before they adopted the baby?

Why, yes, there was.

I distinctly overheard her promise, Mr.
Castillejo, that she would never drink

again.

All right.

I'm not going to offer any excuses for
myself.

But you've helped me to make a decision,
both of you.

I'm going to tell my husband the truth
about what happened.

Everything?

I had one drink.

Pedro knows that. He mixed it for me.

Isn't that right, Pedro?

Well, he made one drink, but how does he
know? Maybe you made another.

And he doesn't know how many drinks you
had before you came home.

That was my first drink.

And I asked you to make it a light one.

I'm very sorry, senora.

I just wouldn't want to lie to Señor
Castillejo.

All right.

I'll tell him anyway.

And he'll believe me.

Then you want him to know that the
baby's death was your fault.

The coroner cleared Mrs. Gibbs. He
surely would have cleared me. But your

husband couldn't forgive Mrs. Gibbs.

He will forgive me. He sent her away.

All right.

What's your price?

$10 ,000.

$20 ,000.

Can you really sit there and put a price
on my baby?

I loved him.

What do you want?

I don't know.

I really don't know yet.

I need some time to think about it.

Where have you been?

I've been trying to talk to you all day.

Consuelo.

I think she's ready to pay.

Any price.

You just name it.

What are we waiting for?

I like the town.

And I don't think I'll be leaving it
just yet.

What are you talking about?

Listen, let's take the money and get out
of here before something goes wrong.

She'll pay you $10 ,000.

Why don't you ask for it?

Then you can take the money and go.

Alone?

Without you?

Are you kidding?

Why would I do that?

For myself?

Listen, I want it for you.

For us.

So we can have a life together.

Consuelo, listen.

She said $10 ,000.

Maybe $20 ,000.

I know she will give you $50 ,000.

Be very easy for her.

Then what, Consuelo? What are we doing?

She feels guilty.

She feels responsible for the baby's
death.

And the drinking helps her to forget.

So we'll see that she continues to
drink.

And when the vodka's all gone, we'll get
more vodka.

Or whiskey, or whatever she likes.

She can hide it from Victor for a while,
I suppose.

But he will find out.

And then he'll be terribly hurt.

And disappointed in her.

He'll need help and sympathy from
someone else.

Someone who understands him.

Who wants to share his troubles.

Someone close at hand.

Someone like me.

Victor?

I'm glad you're home.

Diane's at the bar.

I feel awful.

And I look awful.

And I'm so ashamed of myself. Darling,
please don't punish yourself because

you've had a bad afternoon.

You're under control now. You can stay
that way. You've done it before.

Diane, you know I have to go away for
several days.

I'll be in Washington until Tuesday.

And then on to Honduras with... Emilio
Pradanos.

Oh, I've invited Consuelo to stay over
while I'm gone, so you won't be alone.

Take care of yourself, please.

Please excuse my haste. I shall return
in a moment. The next sound you hear

be that of our station's breaking.

This is not precisely what I had in
mind.

I did leave it burning in the window so
that you could find your way back.

Now, as if one dud were not enough, we
have a commercial.

Good evening, senor. Evening, Pedro. Did
you have a nice trip? Very successful,

yes. Is Mrs.

Castillejo in?

Welcome home.

Hello.

It's good to be back.

I heard you say the trip was successful.

Yes, it was very.

Oh, that's wonderful.

And you got to come home early.

Yes, I didn't have to go to Honduras.

I'm glad.

Is Diane in?

She's asleep.

Oh, how is she?

I'm afraid she's been drinking.

I'm so sorry you had to come home to
that.

I know how it upset you.

Victor, don't leave me.

Oh, Victor, don't leave me.

Please stay with me.

All right.

All right, Diana.

I'm not going to leave you.

Oh, Victor. I heard the baby cry.

I heard him cry.

I don't care what anybody says. I heard
him cry.

I heard the baby cry.

We'll talk all about it after you've had
a little more sleep.

No, no, no, no, don't go.

Don't leave me alone, I'm afraid.

Now, what about Senator Hayes and the
Ferdinands? I'm meeting the plane a

after eleven.

I can tell them you had plans I didn't
know about. I can entertain them at the

club. Oh, no, darling, no.

They'll dine with us here tonight, just
as you planned.

You're very sure you can manage it?

Yes.

I'm always all right when you're here.

Isn't that true?

Yes. But it's also true that half the
time I can't be here.

You mean you think I'm drunk half the
time?

I know you're never drunk because you
wish to be.

But I just don't think you can handle a
problem anymore by yourself.

You've got to have help.

A psychiatrist.

Perhaps a psychiatrist.

I heard a baby cry.

No one else heard it?

It sounded like a baby.

I believed it was a baby.

I admit I was drinking, but I know what
I heard.

Consuela thinks you imagined it.
Consuela.

What?

Nothing.

Darling, are you sure you want her to
stay here?

I can find some excuse to ask her to
leave.

No.

No, you must have misunderstood.

I mean...

Who knows what I might have said last
night.

The condition I was in.

What would you like for dinner tonight?

I'll leave those important decisions to
you and Cook.

Well, I'm going to the airport to meet
them.

And then on to the hotel for the
meeting.

So I won't be home until around six.

I'll be here.

Eat your breakfast.

That was a daiquiri, wasn't it, Mrs.
Petronio?

Well, yes.

I'm so glad that you came here and
Victor didn't have to go all the way to

Honduras. So am I.

Thank you. Will you excuse me? Surely.

Senator, how would you like some caviar
with your vodka?

Why, that would be real nice, thank you.

Surely. Carla, caviar for the senator,
please.

Peter.

Mr. Hawthorne, Victor tells me that you
speak five languages. Is that true?

Oh, yes.

And I speak them all at once. Saves
time.

Where's Diane?

Oh, she'll be right down.

They won't have the temerity to hold
that conflict of interest argument. I'm

mighty sure of that.

You excuse me, Senator.

Carla, will you tell Mrs.

Castillejo the guests are waiting,
please?

Good evening, everybody.

Who are you?

Good evening, Diane. So happy to see
you.

Oh, but you don't have anything to
drink.

Pedro, fix us three of something.

Diane, don't you think... Oh, excuse me.

Senator Hayes.

How do you do? You know my wife, don't
you? Oh, yes, we've met. Yes, of course.

Meet my wife. Hello.

Oh,

and you've all met our Consuela.

Isn't she charming?

I adore that dress.

Of course, I haven't worn it since last
year, but I knew it's most becoming.

Thank you, Diane.

Shall I tell Cook to serve dinner?

Miss Sandino tells us that you've had
the same cook for four years, Mrs.

Castillejo. I wish you'd tell my wife
how you do it. We can't seem to keep one

for six months. Oh, well, there's an
old, old saying, Senator, about more

diplomacy in the kitchen than somewhere
else. I can never remember where the

somewhere else is.

Oh, Carla, Miss Sandino seems to feel
the time has come to tell Cook something

or other. So would you take care of
that, please?

She's giving me orders around here.

Are you all right?

Oh, you're so thoughtful, Consuela.

I don't see, though, why you didn't get
things started earlier. I mean, you

could have had them all seated by now. I
was late enough.

Diane. I mean, it's obvious to everyone
that I was late. Darling, have you told

Emilio about your two new horses?

Mr. Predanos' hobby is breeding polo
ponies.

Emilio, Diane has found two beautiful
jumpers. She's training them herself.

Aren't you, darling?

Victor.

Oh, Consuela.

I don't know what we would do without
you.

Well, I guess you're never going to give
us a chance to find out.

Don't be nasty, Larry.

Please.

By the way.

before I forget to thank you for helping
my husband to receive our guest.

Would you like to go out for a walk in
the garden with me? That's a good idea.

Maybe we should both leave.

Has Consuela told you about our mutual
problem?

Consuela is grieving too.

Let me take you upstairs, dear.

Of course.

Anything you say.

I'm yours to command.

is wagging.

Diane Castillejo?

She's under psychiatric care, hadn't you
heard? She's a drunk.

She's taking the cure.

Diane, I'm not going to let you
rationalize this any longer.

Because I love you.

And I know we have a chance to be happy
together.

But you're going to have to want to do
it yourself.

If you don't, there'll be more scenes
like last night.

Dr. Van Norstrand knows of a very good
place.

Try it, Diane.

Only for a few weeks.

And you don't have to worry about the
house while you're gone.

I mentioned it to Consuela.

She's promised to stay on and look after
things while you're away.

Yes.

She could do that.

It won't be for long.

I haven't agreed to it, Victor.

I don't think I can.

I'll stay. I'll fight it out here.

Diane, that won't work.

If it doesn't, I don't know what will.

You'll have to make the decision for
her, Victor.

She needs help. Have her committed. I
couldn't, Larry.

Well, if she won't cooperate, you'll
have to.

I'm going to ask Dr. Van Dorsten to see
her this afternoon.

We'll see what he has to say.

Hello.

What?

Thank you.

Turn around. Drive home.

She's left.

Gone. Without her car.

I'm looking for Sister Marie Therese. Do
you know where she is?

Uh -huh.

Well, would you find her for me and tell
her that Mrs.

Castillejo is here to see her?

Mrs.

Castillejo. Oh, okay.

Oh, Mrs.

Castillejo. Leo, how good to see you.

Sister. We were so very sorry to hear
about the baby.

We had a mass set for him. Thank you.

Come and sit down.

Sister, I wanted to see you because I...
Let me explain something first.

You see, there's a situation in our
home.

And I'm to blame for it because I...

I've done something terribly wrong.

You see, my husband has always wanted a
son so badly.

And we were very happy when little
Victor was with us.

And I feel so sure that now that another
child would help us.

Sister, I want to adopt another baby.

I'm so glad.

But I...

Wanted to find out if I can't do it now,
soon, quickly, without all the waiting.

I understand how much you must want
another child, but as you know, we take

great deal of time and care to choose
the right baby for each of our foster

parents.

Yes, I know, Mr... You... You said you'd
done something terribly wrong.

I lied about the baby's death.

His real mother found me out.

His real mother?

Consuela Sandino.

She's been staying at our house all
week.

Obviously, there's some mistake.

The mother of the child that you adopted
died in childbirth.

Thank you, Captain.

The police are trying to keep it as
quiet as possible.

But I'm afraid we can't keep it out of
the press.

No, I suppose not.

My men will stay on the job along with
the police.

There's nothing more to be done right
now.

Victor.

They'll find her.

You mustn't worry.

Diane.

Where have you been?

We've been looking all over town for
you.

Really?

You tried all the bars, I expect?

Oh, yes.

You called all the hospitals?

Of course we did.

But you didn't call the orphanage, did
you?

You went there?

Yes.

Why?

I was talking to Sister Marie Therese.

Well, I don't see what good that...
Victor, would you please call Pedro?

I'll get him.

You threatened me.

I'm curious to know if you have the
courage to follow through.

You said you'd never leave here without
telling Victor the truth.

What truth?

I'm ordering you to get out of this
house.

I lied to you about Consuela.

She isn't an old friend.

She came here and told me she was little
Victor's mother.

But she isn't.

I found that out at the orphanage.

The baby's real mother died when he was
born.

I also lied to you about how the baby
died.

Nanny was protecting me.

I'm the one who left him.

Pedro, throw me.

Pedro, is this true?

Si, senor.

It is true.

Well, tell him the rest of it, Pedro.

I'm sorry, Victor, but the truth is that
she was drunk.

She was drunk and she left your baby
there all alone.

Was I drunk?

Consuelo.

I told you to take the money and leave.

Pedro, you made the drinks for her that
day. Now tell him.

Vodka and tonic.

And I asked you to make it light.

How many drinks, Pedro?

How many?

One.

One drink.

That was all I served you.

But that isn't what you told Consuela.

I told Consuela one drink.

But she said it was all we needed.

We would threaten to tell your husband
unless you would give us some money so

could go away together because we were
in love.

In love.

Ay, pobre de mi.

Do you know who she loves?

Herself.

Because she's greedy.

Greedy for this house.

Greedy for five million dollars.

And greedy for you, senor.

Your wife, senor, was afraid, but she
was sober.

Consuelo made her drink.

I'm truly sorry, senor.

Lo sientes, pero que parte.

You've been here for ten years, Pedro.

I could have hoped for a little more
loyalty than this from you.

And you... I suppose you've been
thinking we might all spend a few ugly

court.

Well, I'm not letting you have that
consolation.

You're going to leave here now.

With nothing.

Both of you.

And if you're wise, you'll go very far
away.

Now get out.

On my way back from the orphanage, I
stopped in to see Dr. Van Nordstrand.

He's waiting outside in the car.

He's going to drive me to a sanitarium
now.

Tried in all the wrong ways not to fail
you.

But that's over now.

And I think you should get a divorce.

I don't want you to worry.

I'm going to try to pull myself
together.

ashamed of whatever it is in me that
made you afraid to tell me the truth.

I failed you.

Don't you understand?

I don't want a divorce.

I love you.

And wherever you're going, I want to
take you.

The storekeeper who sold me my first
firecracker took umbrage at some of my

remarks. One word led to another, but as
you see, I won and am now publicly

demonstrating my disdain for his
product. I had expected the wax would

dripping by now. This is likely to take
some time.

Why don't you amuse yourselves with
another commercial and scenes from next

week's show?

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