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("Alfred Hitchcock" theme music)

- 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 loveseat,

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.

(suspenseful music)

- [Minnie] Grace, Grace!

- [Grace] I'm all right, Minnie.

- I'll come up with you.

It might help to talk

- Talk, no, Minnie.

No, there's nothing more to say.

(suspenseful music)

Nothing more to say.

Nothing more to write.

Such a short time a year, one brief year.

No, 11 months, less than a year.

It was less than a year ago.

- One moment, please.

Yes, sir.

- [Keith] Reservation for Keith Holloway.

- Oh, yes, Mr. Holloway.

No, sir, your party didn't answer.

I'll try it again for you in 20 minutes, thank you.

We put you in room 212.

- [Keith] Thank you.

- Bolivia, you're a long way from home, Mr. Holloway.

- [Keith] Any calls for me?

- Yes, sir, you had one about 30 minutes ago.

The lady didn't leave a message.

(telephone ringing)

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, I was going to ask you to have dinner

at my place tonight, but--

- [Keith] Well, go ahead and ask me.

- Well, 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 seven, goodbye.

- A guest for dinner.

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

Something I want to show you.

- Who's coming, what shall I tell Cook to order?

- Minnie, he'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.

- [Charles] Yes, Miss?

- Charles, will you please call a taxi.

- [Minnie] 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 us 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?

This is where Grace Renford lives.

She does all her cooking in this kitchen over here,

eats her breakfast and her supper there.

The bed pulls out of the wall.

- I still don't understand.

You say this is your apartment?

- And she does 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 you need is an inexpensive straight jacket.

What're you 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 better sit down.

- Minnie, he's a mining engineer.

He lives in South America, Bolivia.

Five months ago he put 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.

- And you answered it?

- Well, yes, but he was lonely, Minnie.

He just wanted somebody to correspond with back home.

He's an American from Boston originally.

- Oh, darling (chuckles).

- Well, he 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, he wanted to come to San Francisco to see me.

Well, he just flew in today, and--

- You invited him for dinner.

- Yes, tonight.

- A man you've 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.

- And you're so right.

- Oh, Minnie.

- Well, you thought I'd be happy that you're having a nice,

cozy supper party with a man you don't even know?

- You weren't even listening.

- I am listening.

You said he writes a beautiful letter.

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 who you mean?

- You wouldn't believe the truth about him.

- 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?

- Minnie, Keith Holloway is not interested in my money.

He doesn't know I'm Bull Renford's daughter.

He is coming to visit a girl

who writes on dime store stationary

and lives in a dime store world,

has nothing to offer him, except friendship.

- What did you tell him about your family in your letters?

- That 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?

- Soon, but not tonight.

Minnie, it's getting late,

and I wanna cook dinner myself tonight.

Listen, could you take this?

And before you go,

could you tell me how long it takes to broil a steak?

(whimsical orchestral music)

(doorbell ringing)

Coming!

(whimsical orchestral music)

- Hello, Grace.

- Mr. Holloway, Keith.

- I ah, I know I'm five minutes early,

but ah, I just couldn't wait.

- Let me (chuckles).

- 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 us steaks.

Would you like something to drink?

- Thanks, I'd like something.

Here, let me.

(both chuckling)

Salute.

- Salute.

- You know, I ah, I have a wonderful feeling

that I've been here before.

I remember you told me you enjoyed reading poetry.

Elizabeth Browning, Swinburne, Christina Rossetti.

I own this too.

Some of these are my favorites.

There are sleeping dreams and waking dreams.

What seems is not always as it seems.

(whimsical orchestral music)

That's the way I feel right now.

As if I'm in some waking dream.

- I better see to the steaks.

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

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

I've been in Bolivia for three years now,

and it looks as though I might stay there forever.

It's ah, it's not all mountains, you know?

As a matter of fact, I have an idea about,

I ah, I hope I'm not boring you.

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

- Well, ah, what really fascinates me is the ah, timber land

to the east of the mountains.

It's ah, un,

it's undeveloped, of course, but.

(Keith clears throat)

- I'm sorry, this, this steak is tough.

I should've warned you.

I'm, I'm not a very good cook.

- It has a very good flavor.

- I'll get the coffee.

I forgot to put in the coffee.

I'm terribly sorry.

I wanted everything to be--

- (chuckles) 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 still hard for me to believe that you are here.

It's just the way I--

- Just the way you pictured it?

- Well, 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 that?

- Yes.

- Ah, 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 hard head to go along with that.

But there were times up in those Bolivian mountains.

I, I know this sounds ridiculous,

I, it may have just been the altitude,

but I, I felt as if, as if I'd 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.

- The 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 just so happens I make the best

scrambled eggs in South America.

- It's a deal.

(whimsical orchestral music)

(crowd cheering)

- Hey!

- Come on!

- Hey, hey, hey!

- That's it.

(crowd cheering)

- Oh no!

- Hey, hey!

- Then when they put the ball into play,

it looks as if everybody's running in 22 directions at once.

Only 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 one 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 gonna play quarterback for Notre Dame.

- 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?

- Yes, God bless him.

I hope there are dogs and horses in heaven.

He was a great judge of dogs and horses and people.

- Father would've like Keith.

- You decided that pretty fast.

- I know it's true.

Father would've like and understood Keith.

He's kind and considerate.

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

- All Vincent wanted was my money.

With Keith it's different.

- I know, he thinks you're a poor, little working girl.

You're gonna have to spring

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 for 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.

(mellow music)

I used up the whole 10 cents worth,

and you didn't get a peek.

- Well, I wasn't waiting for a peek.

I was waiting for an answer.

(ship horn blowing)

Grace ah, 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 ah, you don't love me?

- Oh, Keith, I do.

You know I do.

- Then what is it?

- I lied to you.

- Lied, about what?

- Did you ever hear of Bull Renford?

- Yes, yeah, he used to be big in politics around here.

He's made fortune in shipping, wasn't it?

Are you related to that old pirate.

Is that the Renford?

- I'm his daughter.

(Keith sighs)

- Well, that's what you were afraid to tell me, huh?

- [Grace] Mm hmm.

- Why?

- I wanted to be sure.

- That I wasn't a fortune hunter?

- [Grace] Yes.

- So, I'd have a rich wife.

- Yes, you understand why I had to pretend that I was poor?

- Of course I do.

Just self-preservation.

You had to be sure I wouldn't dip

my long fingers into your bank account.

- Because--

- [Keith] Because other men have or tried to.

Isn't that the reason?

- I married one.

- Oh?

- I, I was um, 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.

Did you hear what I said?

- Yeah, yeah, you ah, married a guy name Vincent.

- Minnie thinks that every man

that looks at me twice is a fortune hunter.

She thinks she has a way of making me

see the truth about people.

- Did you see the truth about Vincent?

- [Grace] Not until after we were married.

- What happened?

- The thing that always happens with divorce.

- [Keith] How much did it cost you?

- $100,000.

- Expensive.

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

- To be careful.

- Yes.

- So, you tested me.

Did I pass?

- With flying colors.

(Keith chuckling)

- Well, I don't know what I'm gonna do with this now.

- What is that?

- It's a, it's a ring.

It isn't worth much though.

(whimsical orchestral music)

- Put it on my finger.

- A little ring like that?

- No, it would mean more to me, please.

(whimsical orchestral music)

- Really, you're not going to ask Grace to live in Bolivia.

- An engineers wife has to live

wherever her husband's work takes her.

- But nobody lives in Bolivia, except some Bolivians maybe.

- (chuckles) Well, we're gonna live there.

In Potosi, one of the highest cities in the world.

- Keith says it's simply beautiful.

- Well, that's all right for the Aztecs,

or whatever they are.

- Minnie, it's city of 50,000 people.

It has a railroad, an airport,

and I'll have an American friend from the start.

Tomas Gonzalez's wife is an American.

- Well, who is Thomas Gonzalez?

- 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,

Thomas and I are thinking of going into business together.

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.

- Well, 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.

Every last dime if she wants, but not on me.

Nobody buys me a job.

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

I'm gonna 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?

- [Keith] That's up to her.

- I want to, Minnie.

- You better remember to tell her to boil all the water.

- You'll fly down for the wedding?

And who knows, maybe you'll like it so much you'll stay.

- Bolivia, don't be silly.

I'll stay here and retire.

Maybe I'll get a handsome husband for myself, who knows.

(whimsical orchestral music)

- [Grace] I'm gonna 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 peculator.

- Oh, Keith, 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.

When I see you take off tonight, I'll--

- No, I, I, 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 you're 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.

Keith, 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 mountian in Bolivia you and I.

(whimsical orchestral music)

Had wonderful flying weather all the way,

and now I'm at the Gonzalez house,

and I've told Tomas and Mary our good news.

Mary's going to start tomorrow

trying to find a housekeeper for us,

and I'm gonna look for the house.

- So, after a week of shopping,

I think I found a dress to be married in at last.

It's not really a wedding dress, of course,

but I thought it would useful to wear later on

for small dinner parties.

Incidentally, I've learned the proper way to broil a steak.

So 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.

(whimsical orchestral music)

- Cablegram for Renford.

- Yes.

(whimsical orchestral music)

(knocking on door)

- [Grace] Come in.

- A cablegram for you, Miss Grace.

- It's from Keith.

He's taken the house.

I knew it would be this weekend.

I knew it.

I couldn't wait any longer.

It's from Tomas Gonzalez.

- 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.

(dramatic music)

one hesitates to use on television.

I refer once again to that nasty word, reality.

It is here again.

This time in the form of a station break.

After which we shall return once again

to our world of make believe.

(dramatic music)

- She hasn't touched it again?

(dramatic music)

Grace!

I brought the mail.

- Thanks, Minnie.

- It's a gorgeous day.

How about you and me 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.

- Well, I'll stay with you.

I had an aunt who shut herself up in her house for 10 years.

First whiff of fresh air,

she got so drunk she hit a policeman.

- Minnie.

Read it.

- Just an advertisement.

You get 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, 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 forever.

Minnie, what day is today?

- Thursday.

- The lecture was yesterday.

Hello, ah, could you tell me that lecture by Dr. Shankara,

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?

- Why, Dr. Shankara's still in the hotel,

room ah, room 311.

He has gone out for the day,

but I expect him back at eight 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, no.

Keith is trying to reach me.

(mysterious music)

- Where there is dance, there is light.

The grave, too wide, too deep, the grave.

Touch me, give me your hands.

I reach beyond the boundary.

Do not deny me.

- Doctor, Dr. Shankara?

- Ah, Miss Renford.

(gasps) Oh, that was unusually exhausting.

Oh (gasps), I would like some coffee now, now would you?

- Coffee?

- It's only ah, 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.

(chuckles) A wonderful convenience.

Good, now, Miss Renford, you must tell me what happened.

- Don't you know?

- I assure you, no.

Oh, I beg your pardon.

I have no cream.

Would you like to take it black?

- I don't care for any, so thank you.

- Ah, very good.

Now, Miss Renford.

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 fiance.

- Well, I don't know.

You, you spoke of a grave.

You were disturbed.

- Oh, not I, my dear, no.

- He was.

- That's right.

- Well, he said it was wide and deep.

Could he have meant?

- What is it?

- My fiance was killed in an explosion

in a mine under tons of dirt.

Oh, Keith (gasps).

Keith, it was you.

It 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. Shankara does not treat the body, Minnie.

He deals with the soul.

- All right, the next time my soul has indigestion,

I'll be sure and call him.

Grace, 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 never shared my faith in the hereafter.

- I believe in the hereafter.

What I'm concerned with is the here and now.

How much money are you paying this doctor.

- Nothing, Dr. Shankara doesn't accept fees for his work.

He's taken a vow of poverty.

You don't have to believe it, Minnie.

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?

- Turn 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.

- How, Keith?

Closer to you how, how?

He wants me to come closer to him.

How, how, tell me?

- Why are you so late, dear?

Come along, I told Cook we'd wait with lunch.

- I'm sorry, I should've telephoned.

Minnie, Minnie, the most wonderful thing has happened.

I'm to be allowed to help.

- Help?

- In Shankara's work.

Minnie, there's going to be a shrine.

A temple where the doctor can teach,

and I'm to be allowed to help in his work.

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

- [Minnie] Refuse what, money?

- Yes.

- [Minnie] 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 the money for the shrine.

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

- Minnie, 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.

(mellow music)

My dear, forgive me.

I wonder if you could help me?

I'm so uncertain.

- Well, I, I don't know.

- I didn't mean to pry, but I,

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.

- Well, 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 fiance,

and sometimes I wish, I wish we hadn't decided to wait.

If only I'd gone with him.

Now, that's wrong.

- Had you known him long?

- No, but 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?

- (scoffs) 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 send 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, I always carry it.

He was very handsome, don't you think?

- [Minnie] Yes, yes, he was.

There's no question about it.

Herbert and Keith are one in the same.

- I don't believe you.

- Oh, I know it's hard, dear, but you must face it.

- It's not true, Minnie, 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 ahold of it.

- I don't think I shall listen to you anymore.

- You must listen to me.

I've got to make you understand.

They put that advertisement in a spirit world magazine

to hook people just 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.

All right, 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, and a few 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.

- Grace!

Grace!

(melancholy music)

Grace, may I come in?

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

I had...

(dramatic music)

Give me that.

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.

(dramatic music)

Oh, you're...

(gun firing)

- You shouldn't have done it, Minnie.

You should've let things stay the way they were.

(gun firing)

I could've had Keith forever, his love,

but you spoiled it.

You took him away from me.

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

Why'd you take him away from me, why?

(dramatic music)

eventually paid for her crime,

but the sympathetic jury recognized

that there were mitigating circumstances.

This will be used in the titles

of a new medical show we are planning.

That is not ink, by the way, it is blood.

We plan to call the show, The Bleeding Point.

Next week we shall return with another story,

and if you wish to see scenes from that production,

please keep your eyes glued to this spot, goodnight.