All language subtitles for What.Ever.Happened.to.Baby.Jane.1962.720p.BRRip.1.1GB.MkvCage

(Girl Crying)

MAN: Want to see it again, little girl?
It shouldn't frighten you.

Sorry. Nothing until
matinee tomorrow.

(Applause)

MAN: Lady, you mind taking off your hat?
WOMAN: Oh, excuse me.

Attagirl, Janey.
Show them how.

(People Clapping And Cheering)

All right. Thank you, folks.
Thank you.

Thank you very much. Thank you.

One final request, all right?

(Crowd Yelling Indistinctly)

"I've Written a
Letter to Daddy."

(People Clapping)

All right, all right, all right.
Thank you.

"I've Written a
Letter to Daddy."

(Soft Music Playing)

(Singing) I've written
a letter to Daddy.

His address is heaven above

I've written, "Dear
Daddy, we miss you."

And wish you were
with us to love".

Instead of a stamp I put kisses.

The postman says
that's best to do

I've written this
letter to Daddy.

Saying, "I love you"

(People Clapping)

I've written a letter to Daddy.

Saying, "I love you"

(People Clapping)

RAY: Thank you very much.

Well, what do we have here?

All for you.

Jane, isn't that a
beautiful doll?

Thank you, young man,
that's gorgeous.

Folks, have you ever
seen such a lovely doll?

All right, children, thank you.
Thank you.

Now, folks, please don't forget
there's a genuine Baby Jane doll...

...waiting for you out in the foyer. All
you have to do is go and collect her.

Remember, you can tell your
moms that each and every one...

...of these genuine, beautiful
big dolls is an exact replica...

...of your own Baby Jane Hudson.

Thank you.

MAN: Baby Jane dolls. Only three
and a quarter. There they are.

Very beautiful, natural hair.

(Chattering)

Baby Jane dolls. Only $3.25.

I won't! I don't wanna go
back to that old hotel!

I don't have to take a nap
and you can't make me!

Don't act up, sweetheart. You gotta
take your nap, you know that.

No, I don't know, and
I'm not going to!

RAY: Now, Janey, you don't want
all these friends of yours...

...to think you're a
bad girl, do you?

I don't care. I
want an ice cream.

- Now, Janey, I told you...
- I want it!

I make the money, so I
can have what I want!

Now, Janey, that's enough.

Leave me alone. I
need an ice cream!

WOMAN: If a child of mine...

Well, if you need an ice cream,
I guess you better have some.

I mean, it's pretty hot and all.

But remember, this is the
last time this week.

All right, Daddy.
Blanche wants some too.

We gotta have some ice
cream for Blanche.

Uh, I... I don't want anything.

What do you think
you're trying to do?

WOMAN 1: It's the parents'
fault in cases like this.

WOMAN 2: I'm really
disappointed.

RAY: Sure is a hot day today.

(People Clapping)

You're the lucky one,
Blanche, really you are.

Someday it's going to be you
getting all the attention.

And when that happens, I...

I want you to be kinder to Jane and
your father than they are to you now.

Do you know what I mean?

Uh-huh.

I hope you'll try
and remember that.

I won't forget.

You bet I won't forget.

WOMAN 1 (On Screen):
The agency sent you.

Uh-huh. Think there's
any chance for me?

WOMAN 1 (On Screen): That
depends if Mr. Weber likes you.

WOMAN 2 (On Screen):
What type does he like?

Oh, uh, a lot of personality.

I'll catch on. Watch me.

Oh, boy, oh, boy, oh, boy.

With my money I should make
a picture like that, huh?

Good morning, Mr. Weber.
I'm Miss Brent.

Oh, yes. Won't you come a
little closer, please?

She's got a southern accent
like I got a southern accent.

Yeah?

I know it's 11:00. I'll be
there when I get there.

Yes, yes, what is it?

WOMAN (Over Intercom):
Mr. Gardner is here to see you.

Gardner?

I'll come out.

I'll be right back, Miss Brent.
Help yourself to cigarettes.

- Make yourself at home.
- Then the job is mine?

Need you ask?

Oh, boy, oh, boy, oh, boy.

Kill it.

What do you think, Ben?

What's thinking got
to do with it, huh?

- She stinks, doesn't she?
- They say the end's pretty good.

- Maybe we should've seen it through.
- Oh, please.

MAN (Over Intercom): You gonna want
that picture again today, Mr. Golden?

I don't think anybody's ever
gonna want that picture again.

When the old man hired
them Hudson sisters...

...how come he had to hire
the back end of the act too?

Boy, what a no-talent
broad that Baby Jane is.

Why can't she stay sober?

Jane's got her pride. She's
a very sensitive girl.

Your "very sensitive girl" guzzled her
way through six cases of Scotch...

...and slugged two studio cops.

Not to mention one or two other
less savory items of publicity...

...before we got that
so-called epic in the can.

Anyway, you don't
have to talk to Jane.

If Blanche would let us
out of that clause what

says we have to make a
picture with Jane...

...for every picture we
make with Blanche...

...Jane's contract
won't be any problem.

- See, that's what we pay lawyers for.
- Possibly.

- I can't see Blanche doing that.
- You know, I don't get it.

Blanche Hudson's the biggest
thing in movies today.

She's got script approval.

She's got more money than she
knows what to do with. Hi.

Hey, she just bought that tremendous
place Valentino used to have.

Gonna take her a year to fix it up the
way she wants it before they move in.

Well, I guess they can manage to
struggle on where they are now.

My point is she ought to
have sense enough to know...

...she can't make a star
out of Baby Jane again.

Blanche doesn't have any
illusions like that.

But she's a very
fine person, Ben.

She'll never forget
those early years...

...what her sister did for her.
She told me that.

Well, I tell you, she's not
doing Baby Jane any favor.

Someday, sooner or later, that
girl's gonna end up in a home.

You're going to their party at
the Grove tonight, aren't you?

Did you ever try refusing one
of Blanche's invitations?

Do me a favor, Marty, will you?
Talk to Blanche.

Try to make her understand, huh?

- I'll do my best.
- Thanks.

Remind me to send you one of those Baby
Jane dolls for Christmas. Ha, ha, ha.

- I've got mine for this year.
- Ha, ha.

I don't get it, Marty.

What do they make
monsters like this for?

For Blanche Hudson.

That's our problem.

(Tires Screeching)

(Banging And Clanging)

(Woman Screaming)

(Woman Sobbing)

(Footsteps Receding)

(Soft Music Plays On Tv)

MAN (On Tv): You go to bed.

- Hi, Mom.
- Oh, hi, dear.

(Lively Music Playing On Tv)

Hello, beautiful. How
about a little souvenir?

- Let go of that, will you?
- Come on, don't be like that.

Who do you think you're kidding?

Thanks.

Isn't she great?

Sorry to break in on this fine
old Blanche Hudson movie, folks.

But you'll be glad I did when you
see what I have right here...

...for that favorite
pooch of yours.

And Iliad means quality.

So when your dog
says "Woof, woof"...

...feed him Iliad, the classic dog food.
- Oh, shut up.

Iliad will bring the sheen...

My goodness, I remember the
first time I saw that picture.

- I thought it was just wonderful.
LIZA: When was that?

Let's see now. As I recall, your father
took me to see it at the old Majestic.

It was before we were married.

Gee, she must be
about 150 by now.

As a matter of fact, dear...

...Blanche Hudson's just a
few years older than I am.

- Really?
- Yes, dear, really.

Well, how come we
never see her around?

We've been living next door
to them for six months now.

And the only one I ever see is
that fat sister slouching around.

Don't they ever have company?
I mean, it must be awful.

You know, Julie says that
sister is kind of peculiar.

- Did you ever notice that?
- No, I never have.

Well, that's what Julie told me.

She said that she was responsible for the
accident that crippled her sister Blanche.

Well, that all happened a
very long time ago, dear.

Maybe you shouldn't pay attention
to everything Julie tells you.

There's too many people in this
town with nothing to do but talk.

Maybe so, but Julie's folks
have lived here a long time.

I guess she should know.

Turn up the volume, dear.
We're missing the picture.

MAN (On Tv): Will you have champagne?
WOMAN: No. Thanks.

MAN (On Tv): You wanna
tell papa your troubles?

Somebody you love?

Jack, please try to understand.

I married you because...

...I was knocked silly
and it was a refuge.

I found out tonight that this
boy's in trouble, maybe alone.

It's blinding me. I can't
think of anything else.

Oh, he should've held
that shot longer.

I told him that when we were
rehearsing, also when we shot it.

But he wouldn't listen.

- How are you?
- Swell.

It's still a pretty
good picture.

And Gemini...

Ugh.

(Yawning)

(Soft Music Plays On Tv)

WOMAN (On Tv): Tommy, you
don't have to say anything.

I'll just sit here.

JANE: Enjoying yourself?

Jane, what are you doing?
I was...

I was watching.

Then you're an idiot.

I won't have you speak
to me like that.

(Bird Squawking)

Ah, poor thing.

Poor baby.

Quiet down.

(Doorbell Ringing)

Oh. Oh, good morning, Miss Hudson.
I hope I'm not intruding.

I couldn't resist cutting these for your
sister after seeing her show yesterday.

You must be very proud of her new success.
On television, I mean.

Yeah.

I can't tell you how nice it is to be
seeing all of her old pictures like this.

I'll tell her you said so.

You know, my daughter and I would love to
meet her one day. Perhaps she could...

Mrs. Bates, my sister doesn't ever go out.
She's, um, not fit to receive visitors.

Oh, I am sorry to hear that.

I'd no idea that...

Well, um...

Well, I hope she
likes the flowers.

Thanks.

(Buzzer Sounding)

You miserable...

(Mouths) ...bitch.

(Buzzer Continues Sounding)

Oh, Jane, I'm sorry. I didn't
mean to ring for my breakfast.

I was just wondering who all those
people were at the back door.

Wasn't anything.

Just that nosy Mrs. Bates going
on about your picture last night.

Oh, really? Did she like it?

"Oh, really? Did she like it?"

She liked it.

I remember when it first came out.
It had a tremendous reception.

The critics described
it as "brilliant."

Do you remember what year
you made that picture?

But of course.

You must too. In 1934, right
after I did Moonglow.

I made a picture that year too.

Oh, yes. It was that comedy
directed by Lloyd, wasn't it?

No, it wasn't. It
was a love story.

The Longest Night.

Marty McDonald said it was
the best thing I ever did.

They never even released
it in the United States.

Golden was very upset. He told me the
company had a bad year and couldn't...

No, they had a great year. They
didn't want to show my film.

They were too busy giving a big buildup
to that crap you were turning out.

(Bird Chirping)

I'll clean the cage.

(Door Closing)

Oh, that would be Elvira.

Yeah.

(Knocking On Door)

BLANCHE: Come in, Elvira.

- How are you today?
- Fine.

- Oh, you've seen Jane.
- Uh-huh.

I don't think she's
feeling very well today.

Did you speak to that Dr. Shelby
about Miss Jane like you said?

No, I haven't yet. It's,
uh, rather difficult.

I don't want to upset her
again if I can help it.

She'll be upset
anyway, Miss Blanche.

And the longer you leave it,
the worse it's gonna be.

I know.

But I was just hoping it
wouldn't be necessary.

I think she seems
much better lately.

It's none of my business...

...but she's been drinking again.
You know that?

No, I hadn't noticed.

Oh, I don't think it
does her any real harm.

I think I understand her.

Oh, you do, huh?

Well, then you ought to
take a look at this.

- What are these?
- I guess it's what you'd call fan mail.

Oh, how kind people are.

You better look at them, then tell me
whether or not you've seen them before.

- Did you read them?
- No.

- But they've been opened.
- That's right, they all have.

And there's one in here
marked "personal."

"The other night, my husband and I
watched that lovely old movie of yours."

Last Honeymoon. I remember saying
to my husband at the time...

"...that seeing you again was
just like meeting an old friend."

Oh, that's charming.
That's really charming.

The point is you never saw
them before, did you?

No.

I thought not.

I'm sorry, I thought
you ought to know.

But I don't understand.
Where'd they come from?

Where did you find them?

In the trash barrel,
that's where.

They're from that TV station that's been
running your old movies, aren't they?

Yes.

- You...? You...? You mean Jane?
- Who else?

She must've thought they
were advertisements.

Then why would she open the
one marked "personal"?

And what about this? You
might as well see this too.

Writing those dirty words.

I can't even remember the last time
I saw words like that written down.

But why would she do
a thing like this?

You know what makes her
do things like this.

She's sick, and she's
not getting any better.

In fact, the last month she's
been getting a lot worse.

If you don't believe me, why are you
selling this house and planning to move?

You said this last month...

...she's been a lot worse?
Do you think she knows?

About selling the house?

How could she? You don't
have anything in writing.

We're sisters, Elvira.

We know each other very well.

I think she's jealous of those old movies
of yours they're showing on television.

Anyway, in six weeks you'll hand over
the house and then she'll have to know.

How do I tell her? How?

Well, if you'd just speak to that
Dr. Shelby, maybe he could tell her.

No.

No, it ought to be me.

I can't let a stranger tell her.

But he's a doctor, Miss Blanche.
And she's a sick woman.

Elvira, you didn't know
her when she was a child.

- When she was young.
- I've seen those pictures she keeps.

Oh, no.

It wasn't that she
was just pretty.

She was different.
She was so alive.

I was cleaning the cage.

The bird got out.

But where is it now?

It flew out the window.

Did you let that bird out
on purpose, Miss Jane?

I just told you, I was cleaning the
cage and the bird flew out the window.

I'm sorry.

She did that on purpose. Believe
me, she did it on purpose.

Never mind. Maybe
he'll come back.

Elvira...

...you won't change your mind, will you?
About coming to live with me?

You know I don't go back
on my word, Miss Blanche.

But you've got to make up your mind
about finding somewhere for Miss Jane.

Where they can look
after her properly.

I have.

I have made up my mind.

I'm going to call
Dr. Shelby today.

I know, Miss Blanche. I know.

It's just that I have to be sure
I'm doing the right thing for her.

Hello, is this Johnson's?

I want to order some liquor.
It's Jane Hudson.

What do you mean you can't
fill any more orders for me?

My sister did?

Well...

Well, wait a minute.
I'll put her on.

Blanche, would you speak to
this man from Johnson's?

(In Blanche's Voice) Hello.

Who is this, please?

Oh, yes, Mr. Carson.

Yes, this is Blanche Hudson.
What seems to be the trouble?

I'm afraid there's been
some misunderstanding.

I certainly didn't mean to suggest that
you shouldn't fill any orders for her.

After all, we do pay
our bills, don't we?

Yes, fine.

Would you, please?

I'll put her on.

(In Normal Voice) Okay, then?

Good. Yeah, I'd like to order...

...six bottles of Scotch
and three bottles of gin.

Yeah, the same brands.
And as soon as possible.

I just told Miss Blanche.

I'm going downtown to see
a man about jury duty.

I'll be back tomorrow.

Hello?

BLANCHE (On Phone): Hello?
Is somebody...?

(JANE PLAYING "I'VE WRITTEN A
LETTER TO DADDY" ON PIANO)

YOUNG JANE (Singing In Jane's Mind):
I've written a letter to Daddy.

His address is heaven above

I've written, "Dear
Daddy, we miss you."

And wish you were
with us to love".

Instead of a stamp I put kisses.

The postman said...

(Laughs)

(Singing) The postman
says that's best to do

I've written a letter to Daddy.

Saying, "I love you".

Now when I'm very good.

And do as I am told

I'm Mama's little angel.

And Papa says I'm good as gold.

But when I'm very bad.

And answer back and sass.

Then I'm Mama's little devil.

And Papa says I've
got the brass.

Now I wish that you
would tell me.

'Cause I'm much
too young to know

(Screaming)

(Buzzer Sounding)

(Sobbing)

(Buzzer Sounding)

(Buzzer Continues Sounding)

All right, Blanche Hudson!

Miss Big, Fat, Movie Star!

Miss Rotten, Stinking Actress!

Press a button, and you think the whole
damn world comes running, don't you?

"Lunch, Miss Hudson?"

"Why, certainly, Miss Hudson."

"I'm sure we can find something
appropriate for you, Miss Hudson!"

(Piano Crashing)

Oh, you brought my lunch.
A bit early, isn't it?

JANE: Then what were
you ringing for?

Oh, I, uh, wanted to tell you
something's wrong with the telephone.

Maybe it's been left off
the hook downstairs.

Is that so?

Who'd you wanna call, Blanche?

Well, actually I...

I wanted to call Bert Hanley.

JANE: Oh, our
business manager.

Yes.

There's, uh...

There's something I've been
meaning to discuss with you.

I...

Well?

I'm afraid I have bad
news about money.

You see, the point is...

...Bert thinks we'll probably
have to sell the house.

Why should we have to
sell the house, Blanche?

Well...

...that's what I'm
trying to tell you.

Our, uh, financial position
is such that we just, uh...

- We can't afford to...
- Got plenty of money invested. I know.

Yes, yes, that's quite true.

But some of those investments
aren't paying much.

When did our business
manager tell you all this?

Early last week, I think.

He didn't call here last week.
I know that too.

No, we didn't actually
speak on the telephone.

He, um... He wrote
me a letter.

He didn't write you
any letter, either.

- There hasn't been a letter...
- Yes, there has.

Oh, you're a liar. You're just a liar.
You always were!

Bert Hanley never wrote you any
letter or called you on the phone...

...telling you to
sell the house.

You called him four weeks ago
and told him to sell it.

I did nothing of the sort.

Don't you think I know everything
that goes on in this house?

You've been spying on me.

Ha! What do you think?

You are disgusting.

After all I've done for you, you spy on me.
All I'm trying to do is help.

Who are you trying
to help, Blanche?!

What are you planning to do with
me when you've sold the house?

What did you have in mind? A nice little
place where they could look after me?

Better not tire yourself out
using the phone anymore.

If there are any calls,
I'll take them downstairs.

Eat your lunch,
it will get cold.

(Door Slams)

Oh!

BLANCHE: Jane, please wait.

Jane. Jane, I want
to talk to you.

Please.

Jane, I want to talk to...

(Phone Rings)

LIZA: Telephone, Mother.

All right, dear.

BLANCHE: I need your help.

I called this morning
and placed an ad.

- Did we give you a reference number?
- Oh, yeah.

Thank you.

All right, there it is.

You want to check the copy?

(Mumbling)

Yeah, that's fine.

Did you want this in the
personal column or want ads?

I always think the personal
column's nicer, don't you?

Yeah.

Let's see, that's an eight-line ad.
That will be $6.30.

And, uh, who's placing this ad?

- Uh, we have to know.
- Why, I am.

Yeah, I know, but who for?

When you're placing an ad for
someone to do a job for you...

...we need your name
for the record.

Well, my name is Jane Hudson.

Maybe you remember me.

I'm Baby Jane Hudson.

Oh, uh, sure.

Thank you. This will be
in the paper tomorrow.

Who the hell was
Baby Jane Hudson?

(Typewriter Keys Clacking)

"Please call Dr. Shelby
at OL6-1656..."

...and ask him to come here
to the house immediately.

Please...

...under...

...no...

...circumstances...

...let my sister see...

...the contents...

...of this note.

"Blanche Hudson."

(Grunting)

Please.

BATES: Oh, Miss Hudson,
how nice to see you.

- I was just going to call on you.
JANE: Why?

BATES: I wanted to ask about the flowers
I brought over for your sister.

They don't last very long
this time of year...

...and I thought perhaps
you'd like some more.

- You could've saved yourself the trouble.
- It is no trouble at all.

I've just been cutting some,
that's why I came over.

I always think it's
nice to have flowers...

Mrs. Bates.

I guess if my sister needed flowers,
we could afford to buy them.

Oh, my...

What's the matter? You look
like you've been in a fight.

I'm not sure that
I haven't been.

That Jane Hudson makes me
so mad, I could kill her!

Gee, that's a good idea.

What will we use?

Did you have a nice drive?

- What are you talking about?
- Nothing, dear.

It's so long since you were out of the
house, I thought you'd gone for a drive.

You know, I was thinking...

...it's ever so long
since we had a talk.

Uh, you know, a real talk. About
the future and everything.

Jane...

...I didn't want you to be
worried about the house.

Even if I do have to sell it,
we'll still be together.

Blanche, you're not
gonna sell this house.

Daddy bought this house.

And he bought it for me.

You don't think I
remember that, do you?

You're wrong, Jane.

You've just forgotten.

I bought this house for the two of
us, when I signed my first contract.

You don't think I remember
anything, do you?

There are a whole lot
of things I remember.

And you never paid
for this house.

Baby Jane Hudson made the money that
paid for this house, that's who.

You don't know what
you're saying.

Blanche...

...you aren't ever
gonna sell this house.

And you aren't ever
gonna leave it...

...either.

Jane.

Do you remember when I first
came back after the accident?

You promised you wouldn't
ever talk about that again.

I know I did...

...but I'm still in this chair.

After all those years,
I'm still in this chair.

Doesn't that give you some
kind of responsibility?

Jane, I'm just trying to explain
to you how things really are.

You wouldn't be able to do these awful
things to me if I weren't in this chair.

But you are, Blanche.
You are in that chair!

And tell me, what are these awful
things I'm supposed to be doing to you?

Well, I... I... I meant...

...you wouldn't have
to work so hard.

And I was thinking maybe...

Maybe Elvira could
come in more often.

Maybe she could
even live with us.

We don't need Elvira.

But...

...you get so tired, you...

There's so much to do,
and you're not well.

Maybe you're right.

Maybe I should get a
checkup or something.

That would be wonderful.

Perhaps we could find
a really good doctor.

Yeah, we could get hold of that
nice Dr. Shelby, couldn't we?

Yeah, let's see.

What's his number again?

"And under no circumstances..."

...tell my sister
the contents...

"...of this note."

It's not me that needs
a doctor, Blanche.

(Playing Piano)

(Footsteps Approaching)

(Playing Piano)

Hello, lovey.

Now, don't stop for me.

- What did the doctor say?
- Oh.

He says it's no use my trying to go
back to work for another six months.

Didn't he give you
anything new to take?

Oh, he says it's arthritis.

And the only thing for me to do is not
to try and work until it clears up.

Did he suggest what we're going
to use for money in the meantime?

No, dear. But he's
ever such a nice man.

Now, lovey, never
you mind anyway.

You know, we still got
a bit of savings.

You're my little worrier.

Oh, that's nice. You found
something, have you?

You don't have to get so excited. You
haven't even seen what it is yet.

No, dear, but it's a
possibility, isn't it?

I mean, there aren't that many
jobs that'd be suitable, I mean...

...for someone with
your qualifications.

What qualifications?

Uh... Well, you know,
serious music and all that.

(Slams Piano Keys)

Oh, this sounds like just
the ticket, doesn't it?

- You're gonna call?
- Call who?

These people.

- Might as well.
- Now?

Well, it wouldn't be a lot of bloody
use calling next week, would it?

No, dear.

(Chuckling)

- Uh, Mom...
- Uh-huh.

- -I tell you what.

Why don't you call for me.

- Tell them you're my secretary.
- All right, dear, I'll do that.

Now, listen. I won't
let on who I am.

You see, I'll just tell them
I'm Mr. Flagg's secretary.

Secretary.

Secretary, huh?

Well, do you know, I do
believe your old mum...

...would be a jolly
good secretary at that.

Don't you think?

(Chuckling)

(Phone Ringing)

Hello?

Yeah, this is Jane Hudson.

Oh, about the ad.

- Who is this?
- This is Mr. Flagg's secretary.

Oh, his secretary.

Yes. Mr. Flagg is
very interested...

...and he'd like to know if
he could have an appointment.

I think you'll find he's
very well-qualified.

Sure, I'd be glad to give
Mr. Flagg an appointment.

Well, now, let me see, um...

How about 4 this afternoon?

(Whispering) Four
this afternoon?

(In Normal Voice) I think
that would be fine.

Well, I'll be
expecting him then.

Thanks.

It's all fixed, lovey.

Your old mum has
managed everything...

...hasn't she?

(Buzzer Sounding)

Oh, shut up!

Stop it!

- What do you want this time?
- Who was on the telephone?

None of your business.
What were you ringing for?

- I'm hungry, Jane.
- Of course you're hungry.

You didn't eat your dinner,
that's why you're hungry.

But you forgot my breakfast.

I didn't forget your breakfast.

I didn't bring you breakfast...

...because you didn't
eat your din-din.

Ha!

You know, we're right
back where we started.

When I was on the stage, you
depended on me for everything.

Even the food you
ate came from me.

Now you have to depend on
me for your food again.

So we're right back
where we started.

Why are you doing this to me?

Why?

Doing what?

Making me afraid to eat, trying
to make me starve myself.

Don't be silly.

If you starve, you die.

I don't know what you're talking about.
You really must be sick.

Jane.

Did you ever stop
to think that...

...if anything happened to
me, I mean, anything bad...

...there wouldn't be
any money for you?

I wouldn't be here
to sign the checks.

You wouldn't even
have pocket money.

Did you ever think of that?

Yeah, I've thought about that.

Why didn't you eat your dinner?

Because I'm afraid.
You made me afraid.

Ha!

I thought you were supposed to
be the big girl in this family.

Nothing wrong with it.

You're just a neurotic, Blanche.

You know what? You're
just a neurotic.

- Good morning, Elvira.
- Good morning.

- Please, Jane, I'm so hungry.
- I have to go now.

But just a little, please.

No. You didn't eat your din-din, so
you'll have to wait till lunchtime.

Oh, Jane, please,
don't do this to me.

Jane! Jane, please!

JANE: Good morning, Elvira.
- Good morning, Miss Jane.

I wanna talk to you.

- I want to apologize.
- Apologize?

Yeah, I wasn't feeling so well
yesterday, so I was unkind to you.

I want to make it up.

I got up this morning
and fixed the house.

So you can have the
whole day off.

Here's your $15.

Thanks, but does Miss...?

What I mean is, does Miss Blanche
know about my taking the day off?

Oh, sure, she knows.

All right, if you say so.

- See you next Tuesday then.
- Yeah.

- Have a good time.
- Bye.

Bye.

(Clattering)

Who was that at
the door earlier?

Elvira.

Where is she now?
In the kitchen?

No. I gave her the day off.

She has a pretty hard
time, considering.

I told her to come
back next week.

Oh, Blanche.

You know we got
rats in the cellar?

No...

Oh!

(Laughing)

(Moaning)

(Grunting)

(Blanche Sobbing
And Jane Laughing)

(Doorbell Ringing)

Good afternoon.

- Mr. Flagg?
- Yes, I'm Edwin Flagg.

I have an appointment with
a Miss Hudson for 4:00.

I'm Jane Hudson.

My, you're right on
time, aren't you?

Yes. Yes, I believe I am.

Come in.

We can talk here in
the living room.

Oh.

I say, what a perfectly
charming room.

- So you're Edwin Flagg?
- Yes, that's right.

I'll bring in some tea.
You like tea?

Oh, yes. I'm quite fond of tea.

You must've guessed
that I'm English.

Oh, really? How nice for you.

Mis...!

EDWIN: Oh, here,
let me help you.

That's a terribly big burden
for such a little girl.

JANE: Thank you.
You're very kind.

It's so hot today. Did you
drive here in your car?

EDWIN: Well, actually,
I took a cab.

It's a bit of a nuisance, but I had
to put my car in for servicing.

- Cream or lemon?
- Cream.

Sugar?

My, it looks good.

I always think it's nice to break
bread with strangers, don't you?

Oh, yes. Yes, indeed.

I don't think you actually
mentioned the exact nature of...

I've been retired for some time,
taking care of someone who's sick.

Now you're free to return
to your profession?

- Yes.
- And what exactly...?

I mean, I take it you're a soloist.
Some instrument?

I wonder if you can
guess who I am.

Can you give me a hint?

Well, it's not really fair
to make you guess. I'm...

I'm Baby Jane Hudson.

Oh!

Do you mean you're really
the Baby Jane Hudson?

Yes, I am.

And I'm going to revive my act
exactly as I used to do it.

The arrangements will have
to be brought up-to-date.

Music changes so
much, doesn't it?

And they're desperate for new acts
Television, Las Vegas, and all the clubs.

Well, there are a lot of people
who remember me, lots of them.

I don't see how you could fail.

Oh.

You know, I had a
kind of a feeling...

...the minute I opened
that door and saw you.

I just knew we were
going to be friends.

- I've been thinking about costumes.
- Costumes?

I took some of my old
ones down to be copied.

- Do you think that's a good idea?
- Of course.

Of course, I don't
quite remember...

How silly of me, Edwin.
How could you?

But I do want your opinion. I really do.
All my scrapbooks and stuff...

...are in the rehearsal room. You can
look at them and tell me what you think.

- You'd like to see them, wouldn't you?
- Well, of course.

Oh, I wish Daddy could
be here right now.

"You can never lose your
talent," he used to tell me.

"You can lose everything else but
you can't lose your talent."

Come on.

I think you'll find these
clippings very interesting.

Daddy saved them for me
from the very first.

He used to put them
in special books.

I always liked that picture.
It's so...

It's so sad.

(Buzzer Sounding)

- Will you excuse me?
- Certainly.

You always spoil
everything, don't you?

BLANCHE: No. I just wanted to know...
- Who is down there? I'll tell you.

I got a friend down there.
Someone who's come to see me.

He doesn't even know you exist.
You don't like that, do you?

You're wrong. I've always
wanted you to have friends.

- That's what I always wanted.
- How come I never had any?

Well, maybe you weren't...

I mean, maybe you were
just too independent.

No, that's not why. You always stopped
me from having friends, that's why.

Not anymore, Jane. Not anymore.

I'm pleased that you have a friend.
That's what you need.

- Oh, sure.
- I was just hoping maybe...

...I could meet him and we could have
a nice talk, just the three of us.

You'd like that, wouldn't you? You could
tell him a whole lot of lies about me.

Scare him off...

...or maybe have
him for yourself.

(EDWIN PLAYING "I'VE WRITTEN
A LETTER TO DADDY")

(Singing) I've written
a letter to Daddy.

His address is heaven above.

That's wonderful.

(Piano Playing)

(Singing) I've written
a letter to Daddy.

His address is heaven above

I've written, "Dear
Daddy, we miss you."

And wish you were
with us to love".

Instead of a stamp I put kisses.

The postman says
that's best to do

I've written a letter to Daddy.

Saying, "I love you"

I've written a letter to Daddy.

Saying.

"I love you"

Edwin, you certainly
can play, can't you?

- And you certainly can sing.
- Oh, thank you.

I can see you've done
this kind of work before.

No, not really. Actually, I've spent
most of my time on serious music.

Composing and that
sort of thing.

This will be your first
contact with show business?

Not exactly.

You see, my father was quite
well-known as an actor.

In the movies? Maybe
I worked with him.

I shouldn't think so.

He's been dead quite
a long time now.

I lost my daddy when I
was quite young too.

Of course, he was more in the
classical tradition as an actor.

Shakespeare and
that sort of thing.

People used to say Daddy could've
been a star in his own right.

- He was a musician too.
- Oh? What instrument?

Piano and banjo.

Oh.

That's very interesting. The banjo's
a very native American instrument.

Of course, my father
was British...

...but he never really got a
chance out here in Hollywood.

That's too bad.

It's funny, really.

Because actually he came from a rather
distinguished family, socially...

...yet nearly all the parts he had were
playing menials, butlers and such.

- Oh, really?
- Yes.

I don't think my mother
ever really appreciated...

...what he was trying to do.

Oh, I know what you mean.

It's very hard for an artist
when people don't understand.

- I remember when...
- I try to explain to her...

...that if you're going to
produce anything decent...

...in the way of
serious music...

...you must have the
right atmosphere.

But of course, Dehlia
can't understand that.

Dehlia? Who's Dehlia?

You might not think it to look
at her, but she's my mother.

Oh. For a minute, I
thought you had...

...a wife or a lady friend
tucked away somewhere.

Oh, no. No.

Oh, no, there's
nothing like that.

How much were you actually
thinking of paying?

Paying?

Well, what do you think?

How about $100?

A week, of course.

Well, I...

- I think that would be fair.
- Then that's settled.

I don't like talking
about money, do you?

No. It's not that important, is it? Not
like relationships between people.

The thing is, if I'm going to
move out and give up my pupils...

...I'll have to know for sure.

When are you thinking
of starting?

Just when could you let
me have some money?

Well, I've got some family
matters to take care of.

That should take
about a week or so.

Well, then I don't see why we
couldn't start rehearsing right away.

EDWIN: Mm-hm.

Tell you what, Edwin...

...I'll pay you first thing
Wednesday, a month in advance.

It's done. Ha-ha-ha.

How about going to dinner somewhere?
Somewhere nice?

- That sounds fine.
- I'll tell you what.

Why don't you come with me now.
I've got to pick up my costumes.

- We could go on to dinner from there.
- Oh...

I promised my... Dehlia
I'd be home for supper.

Oh. Well, I'll drive
you home then.

I'm so excited.

You know, I know everything is going
to go just marvelously for both of us.

I have to go up and change.
I won't be a minute.

(Jane Giggles)

(Car Starts)

EDWIN: This is really a
rather charming neighborhood.

JANE: Yes, I've always
found it very pleasant.

I just can't wait to get
started on rehearsals.

We're gonna be a great
team, the two of us.

EDWIN: Oh, I'm sure we are.

I'll see you Wednesday.

- Bye.
- Bye.

(Grunting)

(Panting)

(Moans)

(Grunting)

This is Blanche. Blanche Hudson.

I need your help. Is the doctor there?
I must talk to him.

Well, he's with a
patient right now.

But I have to talk to him.
I've got to.

Hold on, please. I'll see
if I can interrupt him.

- Dr. Shelby?
- Yes, Blanche.

Miss Hill tells me you're a little upset.
What's the trouble?

BLANCHE: You must come.
I need you here.

No. It's about my sister.

I need your help.
I need you here.

Here at the house.

No. No, it's nothing like that.

It's the way she's behaving.

You've got to come over right away.
Please, before she comes back.

I don't quite understand.

Is this an emotional disturbance
you're talking about?

Yes, she's emotionally
disturbed.

She's unbalanced.

I don't know, doctor. I mean...

- Are you trying to tell me she's violent?
- Yes. Yes, she is.

I'm...

I'm not sure.

I...

(Stammering)

Very well. We aren't getting
anywhere like this.

I'll come over right away.

That... That... That was...

I know who it was.

No, Jane, it really was.

And I know what
you're trying to do.

I'm not trying to do anything.
Honestly, Jane.

BLANCHE: Aah!

(Blanche Grunts)

JANE: You...

(Gasps)

(In Blanche's Voice) This
is Blanche Hudson again.

Could I speak to the doctor?

Yes, certainly. Hold on, please. I'll
try and catch him. Doctor Shelby.

- Hello, Blanche. I'm on my way now.
- Oh, I'm so glad I caught you in time.

Dr. Shelby, we're not going
to need you after all.

I know, but Jane has
gone to another doctor.

- Another doctor?
- Yes. Another doctor.

Well, if she's chosen to
go to someone else...

(Jane Laughs)

JANE: After all, we really
can't interfere, can we...

...if Jane's chosen to
go to another doctor?

I'm very sorry.

(In Normal Voice)
Goodbye, doctor.

I thought I told you not to
come back till next week.

I know, but I had a free day...

...so I thought I'd come by and
see if anything needed doing.

There isn't anything, so you
could've saved yourself the trouble.

I was gonna write you a note,
but now I may as well tell you.

We're not going to be
needing you anymore.

But I don't understand.

We're closing up the house. Blanche
wants a place at the beach.

The doctor thinks that's best for
her, so that's what we're gonna do.

Don't worry, you'll be paid for today.
I'll send you a check.

I'm not worried about any pay. I'd just
like to see Miss Blanche before I go.

Well, you can't. She's asleep.

That's all right. I
don't mind waiting.

Well, I do. I've gotta leave, so
just give me the keys to the house.

I'm sorry, I don't have the keys.
I must've left them at home.

Anyway, go. You're fired.

(Honking Horn)

ELVIRA: Miss Blanche?

Miss Blanche?

Miss Blanche, are you awake?

Miss Blanche!

Are you all right in there?

Wait, now, and I'll
go find a key.

Thank you.

WOMAN: Good morning, Miss Hudson.
- Good morning.

How's Miss Blanche these days?

She's just fine.

Your deposit slip?

Um, well, Blanche wanted me to
get it all in cash this time.

- I guess she has some special reason.
- Yes, but doesn't she normally...?

I mean, if she isn't going to
deposit her monthly check...

...she usually gives us a call and
tells us what she wants us to do.

- Didn't she call?
- I don't think so.

Oh, I guess she must still be asleep.
She gave me that check last night.

I see. Just a moment, please.

I guess it will be all
right, Miss Hudson.

- Fifties and 20s all right?
- Yes, please.

- There you are.
- Thank you.

Bye, now.

Miss Blanche, I'll tell you right
now, if that sister of yours...

...has gone and given you sleeping
tablets to keep you quiet...

...while she's out doing
I don't know what...

...I'm sure as hell gonna
call the police on her.

It's all right, Miss Blanche.

BATES: Oh, Miss Hudson!

I'm glad I caught you.

I hope you don't mind. There's something
I've been meaning to ask you.

- What?
- Well, I'm kind of short of help...

...around the house.

I was wondering if you'd mind your
cleaning lady giving me a couple of days.

As far as I'm concerned, you can
have her as often as you want.

My sister and I are moving,
so we won't want her anymore.

But you'll have to call her
because she isn't here.

I've already sent her home.

But I just saw her.

Yes, but I sent her home.

No, but that's impossible.

I saw her go in the house
a few minutes ago.

- In the house?
- Yes.

So you finally decided
to come back, huh?

What are you doing here?

- I told you you're fired.
- Never mind all that.

I want to know what's
going on around here.

- But you said you didn't have your key.
- It just so happens that I did.

So now you can tell me what you mean
by locking Miss Blanche in her room.

This isn't her house. This is
mine and I can do what I like.

It doesn't make a bit of
difference whose it is.

Act like a grown woman.

Suppose there was a fire and
she was locked in her room?

Well, there wasn't.

You open that door and
stop all this nonsense!

- No.
- Then give me the key.

No.

She's asleep. I gave her a pill.

You did, huh?

Then you better give me that
key and be quick about it.

I won't and you can't make me.
I'm not afraid of you.

All right, Miss Hudson. I'm
not going to fool with you.

If you won't give me that key, I'll
go right down and call the police.

You'll be sorry.

Give me that key.

- I didn't mean her any harm.
- You better not have done her any harm.

My God, Miss Blanche.

What has she done to you?

(Moaning)

ELVIRA: I'll get it
off in a minute.

Don't worry, Miss Blanche.
I'll get you down from here.

I know, Miss Blanche. I know.

You just rest easy.

Going out, are you, dear?

- You know I am.
- Having dinner with her?

EDWIN: Uh-huh.

DEHLIA: I'm forgotten.

Now, you won't be back too
late, will you, lovey, huh?

(Edwin Whistling)

Who knows?

You could've been better
than all of them.

But they didn't want that.

They just didn't
love you enough.

You know that? They just
didn't love you enough.

(Doorbell Ringing)

Edwin?

Miss Hudson?

I'm sorry, Edwin.

I can't let you in.

Not now.

Oh, to hell with it!

I can't let you in.

Not now.

(Groaning)

What am I going to do?

(Sobbing)

What...? What am I going to do?

I don't know.

Oh, Miss Hudson, I thought...

I didn't know there
was anyone in here.

I just came home and
I saw a light...

...and I thought perhaps you'd
left the lights of your car on.

- I've had that happen to me.
- That's all right, Mrs. Bates.

I had that happen to me once.
It's no joke.

Wake up in the morning and find
you've got a dead battery.

No joke.

Well, uh, as long as everything's all
right, I guess I'll just say good night.

Good night.

(Ringing)

EDWIN: That doesn't
prove anything.

Now what do you think you'll do?

I'll manage, lovey.

- I suppose you think I'm making this up.
- I wouldn't know.

Hazel should know,
shouldn't she?

She worked in the same
studio when it all happened.

Just after one of those
studio parties...

...and right in front
of her own house.

Jane Hudson drove a car straight at her
own sister and crippled her for life.

- Come on, you mean she tried to kill her?
- Yes, she did.

She tried to murder
her own sister.

- How is it they didn't arrest her then?
- They would've...

...but the studio had it all hushed up
on account of Blanche Hudson's career.

- That sounds very likely.
- Yes, doesn't it?

The fine woman you've chosen to run
around with turns out to be broke...

...and a murderer as well.

- I see!
- Well, it's true!

All right then, I'll ask her
about it when I see her again.

You wouldn't see a
woman like that again.

Why not? You just told me
she's got a rich sister.

You haven't heard the
worst of it yet.

- You mean there's more?
- Yes, there is.

After she'd run down her own sister,
your precious Jane Hudson...

...ran off and left her there
to die, like some poor animal.

She ran off and disappeared
for three whole days.

What happened then? Don't tell
me they couldn't find her.

They found her, all right.

They found her, all right. They
found her in some hotel room...

...with a man that she'd
never even seen before.

Well, why should that upset you?

Isn't that how I was conceived?

Oh.

(Phone Ringing)

Hello.

Yes, this is Miss Hudson.

She left.

About a week ago.

Uh-huh.

We have a report here filed by her
cousin, listing her as a missing person.

Did she tell you what her plans
were, anything like that?

No, I don't know a thing.

We have other addresses to check.
Maybe we'll come up with something.

Otherwise we'll probably be
getting in touch with you again.

Meanwhile, if you do hear from her,
we'd appreciate you letting us know.

Good night.

Blanche!

The police are
looking for Elvira.

It wasn't my fault.
She wouldn't go away.

You heard her, she
wouldn't leave me alone.

I don't know what to do, Blanche.
What am I going to do?

What am I going to do?

If they find her, we'll
have to run away.

That's what we'll do.
We'll just go away.

But then I wouldn't
see Edwin anymore.

He wouldn't like what I did.

It wasn't my fault, but he
wouldn't like what I did.

I don't care. We'll
go to the beach.

We'll go and live at the seashore
all the time, like we used to...

...when I was little
and Daddy was there.

And then... And maybe
we'll have friends.

People would come and see us.
Oh, I'd like that.

Blanche.

Blanche, listen to me.

You know I always wanted
everything to be nice, don't you?

I don't see how Elvira could
make me do a thing like that.

I just don't understand.

It was like that time
in the hotel room...

...when they came and told me that
you were hurt and that I'd done it.

And there was a big man
there, a policeman...

...and he hit me and
he slapped me...

...and I tried to tell him that I
couldn't do a thing like that.

Not to my own sister.

Jane...

JANE: He said I was a liar.

The accident, it...

No, it wasn't an accident.

- I did it. You told me so yourself.
- But I...

I, um... I must tell you.

I don't want to talk about it!

Every time I think about something
nice, you remind me of the bad things.

I only want to talk
about the nice things.

Remember when Daddy and I used
to rehearse at the beach?

I'd be dancing on the sand...

...and all the people
would come and watch.

All crowd around to
see Baby Jane Hudson.

(Doorbell Ringing)

What will I do?

BLANCHE: Let them in.
- Oh, but what if...?

It may be Edwin.

Of course.

It's Edwin.

Edwin!

You want to make him tell on me.

- No. No, Jane. No, Jane. No, Jane.
- Yes. Yes.

No, Jane. Please.

There.

Edwin!

Wait for me.

OFFICER: Miss Jane Hudson?

- Yes?
- I'm sorry, Miss Hudson...

...but we just picked up this
young man in front of your house.

Says he's on his
way in to see you.

Is that right?

- I don't understand. EDWIN:
They're trying to say I'm drunk.

We'll just say that you're
a little happy, okay?

Who's happy?

I'm not happy.

EDWIN: So now you know.
- That's right. So now we know.

Sorry to have bothered you, Miss Hudson.
Good night.

Good night.

(Engine Starts)

I have the money. Really, I have.
But don't be mean to me.

- You promised me.
- I know I did and I have the money.

Look, let's go in the kitchen,
and have a drink together.

It's nice there. And then
we can be friends again.

- And everything.
- And everything.

- I've got something else for you.
- What?

It's a surprise. Would
you like to have a...?

You're gonna like your present.

You're really gonna like it.

Drink your drink, Edwin.

I'll go get it for you.

This is my very own.

It's a genuine Baby Jane doll.

I used to give them to all
my really good friends...

...the people that
I worked with.

- They made them for me.
- Marvelous.

- Specially.
- Very lifelike.

Now, Jane, you talk
to nice Mr. Flagg...

...and nice Mr. Flagg will
have his money in a minute.

Oh, you're not comfy
like that, are you?

Let's go bye-bye.

Whoo!

Here comes the Super Chief!

(Edwin Laughing)

(Screams)

Edwin! Edwin! Stop it!

(Thumping And Clattering)

What was that?

Nothing. It's nothing.
I didn't do anything.

Edwin. Edwin. Edwin, please.

She'll take you away from me.

BLANCHE: Please, help me.

Please.

Help me.

She's dying.

For God's sake.

She's dying.

- Edwin...!
- Get away from me! Get away from me!

Edwin, I've got your money.

Edwin, you forgot your money!

(Footsteps Receding)

He hates me.

Hey, stop.

He's going to tell.

Eddie's going to tell!

Blanche.

You've got to help me.

We've got to leave.

Please.

Please, Blanche.

Help me.

Please.

(Grunting)

Please help me. You've got to.

You got to.

I like this place.

We can just sit
here for a while.

And pretty soon the sun will
come up and it will be nice.

You should look at the sea.

It has all lights on it.

You used to like that.

(People Laughing And Chattering)

(Upbeat Music Plays On Radio)

MAN (On Radio): We
interrupt this program...

...to bring you a
special news bulletin.

At 11:25 this morning, local
law enforcement agencies...

...had assigned special details
to the kidnap-slaying mystery...

...that surrounds
the Hudson sisters.

It's believed Blanche Hudson,
film great of the early '30s...

- Ernie. Get a load of this.
...was abducted by her sister...

...Baby Jane Hudson, from the family
home on McCadden in Hollywood...

...sometime between the hours of 10 p.m.
and 10:30 p.m. last evening.

With the exception
of one witness...

...who reportedly saw the Hudson car,
a 1940 or 1941 black convertible...

...heading west on Wilshire
and Santa Monica...

...no report has been received to
date concerning the missing sisters.

The following is a police...

- So you found that colored woman.
- Yeah, they found her, all right.

Sure is a rotten way to get
your picture in the paper.

You reckon you'll ever
find that Baby Jane...

...or whatever her name is?
- Sure, we'll find her.

But I guess maybe
it'll be too late.

- Well, thanks for the empties.
- Thanks.

Oh, officer, there's a car down
there parked right out in the road.

I almost got stuck in the sand
when I tried to get around it.

MAN 1: You mean that old
Lincoln convertible?

MAN 2: That's right.

MAN 1: Yeah, that was parked there
when we opened up this morning.

MAN 2: The keys are there, but I didn't
want to move it. I thought maybe...

What do you figure?

Cops. How do you figure cops?

This is it.

You must be hot.

Jane.

Help me.

I'm afraid.

Find someone.

- A doctor.
- I can't.

If I die...

...you'll be alone.

But they'd be mean to me
like they were before.

They'll be kind.

I don't want to hear.

Jane, I'm...

I'm dying.

There's no time.

You must listen.

I made you waste
your whole life...

...thinking you'd crippled me.

Please stop.

You didn't do it, Jane.

I did it myself.

Don't you understand?

I crippled myself.

You weren't driving that night.

You weren't driving.

You were too drunk. I
wouldn't let you drive.

I made you go open the gates.

I watched you get
out of the car.

You'd been so cruel
to me at the party.

Imitating me.

Making people laugh at me.

I watched you get
out of the car.

I wanted to run you down.

Crush you.

But you saw the car coming.

I hit the gates.

I snapped my spine.

Then you mean...

...all this time we
could've been friends?

You were frightened
and ran away.

I managed to crawl out of
the car, up to the gates.

When they found me...

...they assumed it
was your fault.

You were so drunk and confused.
You didn't know any better.

You weren't ugly then.

I made you that way.

I even did that.

There's a place up there
that sells things.

You like ice cream?

I'll get you some.

Thank you.

- Yeah.
- Do you have ice cream?

Yes, what flavor?

Well...

Vanilla, coffee,
strawberry, lemon...

Strawberry. Strawberry, please.
Two big strawberries, please.

- It's gonna be 40 cents.
- Thanks.

Right. You better
send some more help.

Miss Hudson. Miss Hudson!

We've been looking all
over for you, Miss Hudson.

I'm sorry, but we must
find your sister.

- Is she here on the beach with you?
- Yes, she is.

- I'll take these for you.
- Oh, no, they're mine.

They're for my sister Blanche.

She's going to be a movie
star, did you know that?

That's right, miss.

We want to find your sister because
I think maybe she needs help.

I think maybe she's in trouble.

Won't you show us
where she is, please?

Won't you take us to her?
Please, Miss Hudson.

WOMAN 1: She must be
some kind of nut...

MAN: Hey, lady, where
you taking those cones?

WOMAN 2: Boy, she's
a little nutty.

(People Chattering)

WOMAN 3: Look at her now.

(English - US - SDH)