All language subtitles for Dead.Mans.Eyes.1944.1080p.BluRay.H264.AAC-RARBG

This is the inner sanctum.

A strange, fantastic world

controlled by a mass of living,

pulsating flesh...

The mind

it destroys, distorts...

Creates monsters

commits murder.

Yes

even you, without knowing...

Can commit murder.

That'll be all for today, Tanya.

But there's still
a good light and I'm not tired.

I know. You're never tired.

But I have
a dinner engagement tonight.

With her?

Yes, with Heather.

Now, run along and get changed.
She'll be here in a minute.

Well, hello, brat.
It's about time.

Hello, darling. Am I late?

No, I just stopped working.

I'm so anxious to see
the painting.

Dave, it's wonderful. - Thanks.

We're meeting your dad
for dinner tonight, aren't we?

Darling, why don't
we forget this family affair

and go someplace together,
just us?

Oh, no, we couldn't do that

why, I haven't seen
dad Hayden in weeks.

Listen, are you marrying
my father or me?

Why, your father, of course.

With all his dough?

Dave, darling.

But, after that, I'll...
I'll do anything you say.

Of course, I really should
be jealous of your model.

And dad thinks
I should chaperone you.

No

But here she is how.

Heather, this is Tanya,

miss czoraki.

Dave, she's just as lovely
as your painting.

How do you do?

I... I must be going. Good-bye.

Good-bye, Tanya.

Strange little thing, isn't she?

Yes, but an excellent model.

She's in love with you.

I could tell by the way
she looked at us.

You're a jealous woman.

Well, if she isn't,
she ought to be.

And maybe I had better
chaperone you.

Or better yet,
marry you right away.

Not right away.

But just as soon as I finish
this painting.

I believe it's going to be the
best thing I've ever done.

It'll make me, professionally.

Then I can support
a rich man's daughter.

Well, I've waited this long,

I guess I can wait
a little longer.

Now, go on, get your clothes on.

We're gonna celebrate!

Well, Alan. How are you?

Fine. Fine.

Where is she?
She hasn't gone yet, has she?

Who, Tanya?

No, but you almost
missed her today.

She'll be out in a minute. - Oh.

Dad Hayden told me the news
about you and Heather.

Congratulations. - Thanks

Dave, it's becoming
more beautiful every day.

It's a wonderful piece of work,

almost as fascinating
as the original.

Thanks, again.

She's lovely.
Quiet and shy as a child.

And yet there's something primitive
and passionate about her.

She intrigues me.

That's quite obvious
from the way

you've been
monopolizing her time.

Well, after all, I'm a
connoisseur of art and beauty.

Mostly beauty, I'd say.

Oh, but that's not fair.

I'm interested in people, too.

It's part of my profession
to study them,

learn what causes
them to act as they do.

Oh, so that's why you've been
so interested in my model.

Yes, it's the mystery
of what's going on inside her.

For instance, I wonder
what she's thinking about now.

I wonder.

Tanya, is anything wrong?

Oh, hello, Alan.

What's happened? You don't
seem very glad to see me.

Of course I'm glad to see you.

I guess I'm just a little tired.

Oh, Dave's a slave driver

now, as a doctor
and a psychiatrist,

I prescribe play and relaxation
under my personal guidance.

We'll have dinner,
take in a nightclub...

Not tonight, Alan, thank you.

I think I should get some rest.

Well, then at least
I'll see you home.

Same time tomorrow, Tanya.

Yes. Good night.

Good night. So long, Alan.

Good-bye, Dave.

A doctor!

Quick, get me a doctor!

L... I'm going blind!

Sure, I get it.

I was good enough to take you
out and show you a good time,

but now I'm getting
the brush-off.

Oh, Nick, I'm sorry.

I like you.
I've always liked you.

But now that Dave and I are...

Well, our wedding day's
practically set,

and it isn't the thing for us
to be running around together.

It's your father.
He's responsible for this.

Oh, I know he doesn't like me

he's had his heart
set on you marrying Dave

ever since
you were just a little kid.

And you're only doing it
because he wants you to.

It so happens
that I have a mind of my own,

and I'm in love with Dave

I've always been
in love with him.

- Oh, but Heather...
- Dad's right.

You really shouldn't
call at the house any more.

It doesn't look good.

No, nothing
ever looks good to him.

Telephone, miss Heather.

Thank you, Travers.

Yes?

An accident?

His eyes?

Why don't they
let us in to see him?

Now, father.

After all, there's nothing
to get excited about.

It can't be anything
really serious.

Well, nothing's ever serious
to you.

What are you doing here, anyway?

This is none of your affair.

Nick was with me
when we received the news.

Oh, I thought you
were going to stay away from him

now that you've
landed a real man.

Oh.

Well, well? What is it?

Speak up, Sam.
What's the matter?

Dave used acid on his eyes
instead of eyewash,

by mistake.

His eyes are badly burned,

and I'm afraid the corneas
are permanently damaged.

You mean he's blind?

Yes, leukoma.

Dad!

Can anything be done?

Well, I can't say for sure.
It's too early to tell.

But you've got
to do something, man.

That boy is like my own son.

He's an artist, a painter,
he needs his eyes.

You're supposed to be one of the
best eye men in the country,

do something!
I'll do everything I can.

- When may we see him?
- Tomorrow.

I've given him a sedative
and he's asleep now.

His mental state
will not be good for a while,

and when I bring him home,

someone should be there
to greet him.

And he shouldn't
be left alone for some time.

We'll see to that

I'll get Alan bittaker.
He'll help.

Yes, yes, that's good.
He'll know what to do

- yes, we'll all be there.
- No, "we" won't.

It was my fault, my fault.

Your fault?

I might have known.

Yes

I remember moving the bottles.

By mistake, he must've
picked up the wrong one

thinking it was the eyewash.

By mistake? I doubt it, you...

I didn't mean to do it

I didn't realize, I didn't know.
It was an accident.

Accident?

Yes.
Yes, dad Hayden, an accident.

I was here at the time,

there was nothing
intentional about it.

Please.
You must believe me, please.

You... you...

Dave

Heather?
What are you doing here?

You have company.

Yes.
Dad's here, and Alan, and...

- Hello Dave.
- Oh, Alan.

Did you think
I'd need a psychiatrist,

coming home like this?

Why, nonsense.
I'm just on hand as a friend.

We thought it'd be better
waiting here

than all coming to the hospital.

Come on, darling.

Oh, Dave.

Hello, son.

Dad Hayden.

I might have known
you'd be here for my homecoming.

Dumb stunt I pulled, wasn't it?

It wasn't your fault.

Welcome home, Dave.

Oh, Tanya.

That's fine

come along, darling.

Here we are

Dave,

why don't you plan to come home
with us for a while?

What? What?

I'm blind, I know it!

Why doesn't someone
say something about it?

Or are you afraid
to talk about it?

Dave, darling.

Of course we know you're blind.

And if you wanna talk about it,
we will.

It's a dirty shame.

Oh, I'm sorry
I went overboard like that

I guess there's no use crying
over spilt milk, is there?

Forget it, will you?

Dave, I don't want
to give you any false hope,

but there is an operation
known as corneal transplant.

Oh, doctor,
you mean there's a chance?

Yes, there is a chance,
but it's a very slim chance.

In the first place,
the operation

is a most delicate eye surgery.

And in Dave's case,
the injury is so extensive,

it's doubtful whether
large enough grafts

of corneal tissue
could be made successfully.

You mean you can take the tissue

from one set of eyes
and graft it onto another?

Yes, in the case
of the cornea, you can.

The cornea is like
a window which admits light

to the lens of the eye
through which

it's focused on the retina

and the cornea is the only
part of the human eye which can

be transplanted from one person
to another and retain life.

But too large
a graft can't be made

or the eyeball might collapse.

Then at least you can try.

Well, it's... it's not
as simple as all that.

You see,
another human eye is needed.

One whose cornea is undamaged,

from which the necessary grafts
may be taken.

As you can imagine,
such eyes are scarce

and difficult to obtain.

And an eye removed
from a donor must be placed

in cold storage immediately
and used within 72 hours.

Otherwise, the live tissue
deteriorates and will not graft.

Well, there are organizations,
such as the dawn society,

where eyes may be obtained
for just such an operation.

Eyes that were removed
because of other defects,

though the corneas
remained undamaged.

Or, eyes taken from dead men.

Yes, that is true,
but the applicants are always

more numerous than the supply.

And you must furnish
the opinion of an eye specialist

that the transplant
will be a success.

As the surgeon,
in this case, I'm afraid,

I cannot give
that as my true opinion.

Then doctor, you really
mean there isn't any hope?

I wouldn't say that, Dave.
As a matter of fact...

Dr. welles,
would a single eye do?

To take care of both of Dave's?

Yes, yes.

Doctor, are you suggesting
that someone here

donate one of his eyes?

I'm suggesting nothing, my son.

I'm simply stating the facts.

Do you think
that I would allow anyone

to disfigure themselves,
when you can give me

no real assurance that this
operation would be a success?

No, Dave,
I am sure you wouldn't.

Well, I won't allow it.

Not anyone, no matter who.

- But Dave...
- No!

We'll locate someone
who's forced to part with an eye

and who will be a willing donor.
I'll offer payment.

I don't want you to do that,
dad Hayden.

You've done
enough for me already.

Nonsense

in the meantime, we're getting
a nurse out here

to look after you
for a few days.

Now, uh, you don't have
to worry about a thing, Dave.

I'll take care of all
the expenses.

No, I don't want that!

I don't want a nurse!

I can take care of myself.

You really should have someone
here for a day or two, Dave.

- Oh.
- I'll be here

I'll be glad to come in every
day and look after Dave.

I want to do it.
I feel I should.

Tanya, well,
that's swell of you.

It won't be for very long.

Only for a few days, until I
can find my own way about.

Sitting
here like a slug on a rock,

a useless hulk of humanity.

Listening to music, to someone
else create something,

while I...

I'll never paint again.

Never again.

Tanya, is your painting
still uncovered? Yes.

- Then cover it!
- But Dave...

I'll never be able to finish it.

I don't want it out
where everyone can look at it

and comment on it

it's the only good thing
I've ever done.

I'll never be able to finish

the only good thing
I've ever done.

I'm sorry.

Why do you have to be so everlastingly
sorry about everything?

You're not to blame!

It was a stupid accident!
I did it!

It was the painting, I meant.

Oh.

Don't pay any attention
to me, Tanya.

L... I'm upset.

I understand.

I'll be going now. Good night.

Heather's fine.

We weren't to be married
until the painting was finished,

but she'll want
to go through with it anyway.

Got to break it off.

She and Nick...

At least, he isn't blind.

Oh, David Stuart.

I don't believe you. You don't
know what you're saying.

But I do know what I'm saying.

Our engagement was a mistake

I came here to release
you from your obligation to me.

Are you trying to play
the martyr with me?

David, I love you.

I'm not gonna stand
for your being noble.

It isn't that. I... I just
discovered that I don't love you.

Not that way.

Dave

David!

Why do you have to make
this so difficult for me?

Can't you realize
I'm not in love with you?

I'm in love with...

Well, I'm in love with Tanya.

And under the circumstances,

I should think that you'd
step aside gracefully.

Is this her idea?

Did Tanya send you here tonight?

I eave her out of this

Dave, do you know
that she's responsible

for the loss of your sight? I told
you to leave her out of this.

It was an accident

she feels badly enough
about it as it is

very well.

What do you want me to do?

Why, nothing. [... I simply
had to tell you the truth.

Get it off my mind.

Get things settled between us

but, we can
go on like we were before,

can't we, brat?

All right, Dave.
Anything you say.

You've been mighty decent,
Heather.

I feel like a heel

good night.

Good night, Dave.

Oh, Dave!

Dave

Dave!

You're a pretty sight.

Oh. Dad Hayden.

What are you doing
here this time of night?

Night? It's morning.

Oh.

I wanna have a talk with you.
Where's that girl?

Tanya?
Why, I guess she isn't here yet.

I came here as soon
as I could...

Uh, as soon as I learned...

I don't care to discuss it

oh, you don't care
to discuss it?

Well, I do.
Where's your backbone?

Stand up and fight, man.

Drinking isn't gonna help you.

- It's no use.
- I'm not going to stand idly by

watching you
waste yourself on that...

- Just leave Tanya out of this.
- I can't leave her out of it

I'm not going to let her
come between you and Heather.

Oh, dad, why do you want to
burden Heather with a blind man?

Suppose you are blind.

That doesn't mean
you always will be.

There's hope. - Ah, hope.

Now, listen. I'm an old man.

I'm not going to live forever.

And I've made arrangements
with my lawyers

that immediately on my death,

my eyes are to be used
to restore your sight.

You mean that you want
them to use your eyes after...

Dr. welles tells me they can,

if they do it within
a reasonable time.

Oh, no, dad, that's no good.

It's too horrible
to contemplate.

So you're determined
to be the martyr, eh?

Dad, I don't want to hurt you,
or Heather, either.

But what I told her
about Tanya and me is the truth.

Well, I had to be fair.

You're not gonna
throw yourself away

on that scheming little adventuress.
I won't allow it.

I thought I told you to leave
Tanya out of this.

If I can't bring you
to your senses any other way,

I'll see what can
be done about prosecuting her

for deliberately scheming
to cause your blindness.

I'll jail her for
it if it's the last thing I do!

Why don't you
mind your own business?

Now get out of here
and let me alone!

Dave

Dave

Oh, Dave.

Oh, Alan,
I'm so glad you're here.

I came as soon
as I got your call.

Here now, what's this?

Things can't be that bad.

Oh, but they are.
Dave's been drinking.

And then I heard him
in the bedroom.

He was crying and sobbing.
It was awful.

Well, Dave's bound
to be difficult.

He's going through a torturous
period of adjustment.

But you really wanna know
what's the matter with him?

It's Heather

he broke his engagement
to her last night.

He broke off his engagement?

Yes. But if Dave weren't blind,

he'd crawl back to her
on his hands and knees.

As long as Dave
doesn't have his sight,

he'll never marry Heather.

Tanya, listen to me.

You can't give your life to Dave

through a mistaken sense
of responsibility.

He belongs with Heather.

He doesn't love you. I do.

- You?
- Yes.

Why do you think I kept coming
up here so often?

But I thought Dave...
The painting...

No, it was you.

You're in my blood, Tanya.

I can't think of anything else.

Oh, Alan, I'm sorry.
I do like you.

But, well,
as long as Dave needs me,

I could never think
of anyone else.

But it's all wrong, Tanya.
It'll never work out for you.

You mean because of Mr. Hayden?

Yes. Don't forget, he's been
like a father to Dave.

He'll influence him.
That's not so.

Only this morning,
Dave quarreled with him over me,

and Dave told him to get out.

I'm going to see Mr. Hayden
and put a stop to this.

He's got to leave Dave alone!

No, Tanya,
that won't do any good.

Well, I'm going
to see him anyway.

How are you, old boy?

Oh, Alan.
What are you doing here?

I just dropped in to see you.

Oh, that's fine.
How about a drink?

Now, don't you think
you've had about enough, fellow?

Are you gonna start
preaching too?

No, no, of course not.

I'll join you in a nightcap.

That's fine

would you mind pouring it?

Gee, I've got a bad taste
in my mouth.

You'll pardon me
for pointing this out to you,

but you're not gonna get rid
of that taste

by taking another drink.

You see, I know what's
bothering you, my boy.

What do you mean?

It's a bad case
of guilty conscience.

You treated dad Hayden
pretty roughly, and you know it.

It's preying on your mind,
isn't it?

Come on, admit it.

Confession's good for the soul.

Get it off your chest.

Yes, I...

I feel like a heel

practically threw him
out of here.

But I'm getting sick of everyone
being sorry for me.

All this sympathy.

Yes, I know.

But you and Hayden
have been too close

to let anything come
between you now.

Dave, you're acting like
a man who's lost everything.

You heard what Dr. welles said.
There's still hope.

Yes, I know.

Now what you should do is to
patch things up with dad Hayden.

Decide to do that and I'll bet
you'll sleep much better tonight.

How about it?

Of course, you're right.

Very well, I'll do it, tonight.

Good. Now that that's settled

I'll be on my way.

- How about another drink?
- No, thanks.

See you later.

Alan's right.

There is hope.

When dad Hayden dies,
I'll have the operation.

It might be a success.

If dad Hayden were dead.
Good evening, Mr. Phillips.

Oh, hello, George.
Have you seen miss Hayden?

Yes, sir. She's waiting
at the far end table.

Has she been here long?

Oh, about three-quarters
of an hour, sir.

You're late, Nick.
What kept you?

I'm sorry, Heather.
I was on my way over here and...

But I ran into, uh...
Skip the excuses, Nick.

Why did you drag me
away from the house tonight?

What's so important?

Heather, I just had
to see you alone.

I know this isn't the time
or the place, but... but...

But what?

- Uh, straight bourbon.
- Yes, sir.

Heather,
you know how I feel about you.

And now that Dave is...

I don't know how to say it,
but he won't hold you.

I want you to forget your pity
and marry me.

Pity?

What on earth
are you talking about?

Can't you possibly understand
I'm in love with him?

I don't believe it

the only thing that stands
in our way is your father.

He's just a stubborn,
meddlesome old man.

That's enough, Nick!

I didn't come here tonight
to hear my father insulted.

And no matter what dad thinks,
I still love Dave.

And I'm sure he really loves me.

Good night.

Oh, but Heather...

Dave!

Dave, what happened?

Heather, I came over
to make things right

with dad Hayden tonight, and

well, no one answered the door

and I let myself
in with my own key.

Then I came in to find him and.

I... I stumbled over

dad! Dad!

He's dead

there's blood on your hands.

Heather, I...

Don't come near me

Heather, you don't think that I

no!

Heather!

How can you ask
me to do such a thing?

Such a disfigurement
would be horrible enough

under ordinary circumstances.

But now

it was your father's wish,
Heather.

But not this way.

Not when Dave...

Didn't I see him with
my own eyes,

standing there
with dad's blood on his hands?

How can you ask this of me?

I'm sorry, Heather.

Under the circumstances,
it's distressing to me, too.

But I promised your father I'd
perform the necessary surgery.

Regardless of how we feel,
I think it should be done.

Miss Hayden, painful
as this request must seem,

legally you cannot prevent this
procedure and neither can we,

because I have
definite instructions

from your father in writing,
witnessed by Dr. welles.

Your consent
is only a matter of form.

But Dr. welles would rather
not proceed without it.

Oh, I can't.

I simply can't.

Heather, you understand
it's urgent that we act at once.

According to precepts
of justice,

David Stuart
is considered innocent

until given a fair trial and
condemned by an impartial jury.

And you in your present state

could hardly
be considered impartial.

Sorry, sir,
but you can't go in there.

I'm a friend of Dave Stuart's.
How is he, officer?

Do you know? I don't know, sir.

I'm captain drury.
What did you say your name was?

Alan bittaker.

Oh, yes, I've heard of you.
A psychiatrist, aren't you?

Well, in a small way.

Interesting, doctor.

You know, we use a bit of
psychology in our business, too.

What do you make of Stuart?
As a psychiatrist, I mean.

- Well, just what do you mean?
- Well, his state of mind,

his frustrations
at being unable to paint.

Blindness is a serious thing
to happen to an artist.

Do you suppose it might
drive him to commit murder?

I can't believe it

he regarded Hayden
as he would his own father.

Oh, yes, I know.
But the mind is a strange thing.

Sometimes it slips
out of control in a crisis.

Oh, but who am I to tell you?

Uh, where's Dr. welles?

When's he going to operate?

I think he's still at the
morgue, removing Hayden's eyes.

But he should be here
grafting the corneas by now.

Why worry, doctor? Suppose
the operation is too late?

After all, isn't it
rather a waste of time,

attempting to restore the vision

of a man who may
be condemned to die?

You're an inhuman,
cold-blooded fish.

That's right, doctor.

You have to be, in my business.

Taxi! Taxi!

Wait a minute

give me that container.

Come, Tanya.
There's no time to lose

give it to me.
How did you find out?

I was at the hospital
when Dr. welles telephoned.

I suspected you the minute
I heard what happened.

Now give them to me.

Tanya, keeping Dave blind
isn't going to hold him for you.

Don't you see, in his heart

he'll always continue
to love Heather?

No. I will not believe that

and you want him blind?

No, I don't want Dave blind.

Go, hurry.
I don't want Dave blind!

I don't know why I did it!
I don't know why!

I think you're right, doctor.

Now where's moriarty?

I told him not to leave here.

Well, for...
Here's the missing container!

Where did it come from?

Are you sure?

Of course I'm sure.

I thought I told you not
to leave here.

Where have you been?

Why, you see, sir,
I was sitting over there,

and... and then all of a sudden...

Oh, yes, yes, all right.

Where did you get
that container?

- What container?
- The one we found on the chair.

You know, the container
with the eyes.

A container with eyes?

Why, chief, the only thing that
I saw that had eyes was the...

- Hello, captain.
- Better not go in there now.

I think they're getting
him ready for the operation.

Well, what about
the missing eyes?

They showed up
rather mysteriously.

You wouldn't know anything
about that, would you, bittaker?

No. No, I wouldn't.

Heather.

Don't come near me

you don't think I

there's blood on your hands!

No!

Heather, come back!

Heather. Heather!

You must lie still, boy.

You must not move your head.

You must not move your head.
You must not move your head.

You must not move your head.

How long?

Doctor, is there a chance?

Do you really think I'll see?

Take it easy, son.

If I could only be sure.

Hurry, won't you?

Please be calm.
This will only take a moment.

Now, Dave, let your eyes
open slowly, only to slits,

so that they can gradually
become accustomed to the light.

All right.

Yes

It's dark

is it dark in here?

Nurse, open the blinds.

How's that?

I'm blind

I'm still blind

I can't see

I can't see.
Now, now, just a minute, Dave.

Sometimes the first shock
of daylight does that.

It takes a little while
to wear off.

No, I know. I'm blind

no, it's too early to tell yet.

Now, hold still.

Alan?

Yes, Dave?

I'm blind

do you hear? I'm still blind

Dave, I know anything
I might tell you now

will mean very little to you,
but you're free to go home.

Go home?

Heather was responsible for it.

- Heather?
- Yes.

At the inquest the other day,
she mentioned that she met Nick

at a cocktail lounge the night
that dad Hayden was killed.

Oh, but Nick,
they don't suspect him, do they?

Yes

she eliminated his alibi
by telling them he was late.

Further examination
established the fact

that he had the opportunity
and a motive.

And although you're still
considered a suspect too,

at least she helped establish a
reasonable doubt of your guilt.

But does Heather still think
that I killed dad Hayden?

She can't
be sure of anything, now.

Then why hasn't she been
to see me?

She must still think
that I... - Give her time.

She's had several shocks.

Oh.

If I could only see again.

I owe so many people so much.

Nonsense. Now be calm.

Everything's going
to be all right.

We'll be going home soon.

A nail.

A little threaded nail

where did I get it?

Now I remember.

It was on the carpet
near his head.

I must have dropped
it into my pocket

and forgotten all about it.

I wonder if it means anything.

Who is it?

Is that you, Tanya?

No, it's not Tanya.

She's gone.

I've been waiting
for her to leave.

Who are you?

Remember me? I'm captain drury.

Oh, yes. My old friend, drury.

Nice, comfortable place
you have here.

How did you get in? Wasn't
the door locked? - Locked?

Oh, well, I didn't want to
disturb you by ringing the bell

well, what do you want?

Thanks, I'll make myself
comfortable.

What do you know about that
little model who left here?

Who, Tanya?

Nothing, why?

Spends a lot of time here.

She's kind of crazy about you,
isn't she?

Not really.

It's just a sense of mistaken
responsibility, because...

Because she caused
your blindness, indirectly?

Or did she mean to do it?

No, of course she didn't. It was
a stupid mistake on my part.

But she does
feel responsible, eh?

She and old man Hayden didn't
get along very well, did they?

No, he didn't approve of her.

But that was because
he didn't understand.

She has no alibi for the
evening of Hayden's death.

After she left here,
she said she went directly home.

But she could have stopped at
Hayden's place on the way, huh?

That's ridiculous

well, maybe so.

But I should think,
in your position,

you'd be rather anxious to pin
this murder on somebody else.

After all, you're still
my favorite suspect.

What about Nick Phillips?
I thought...

I haven't ruled Nick Phillips
out or anybody else, yet.

What do you know
about Alan bittaker?

Alan?
He's one of my oldest friends.

What possible connection
could he have with this case?

Did you know that somebody
stole Hayden's eyes

just after doc welles
removed them from the body?

No!

They later turned up at the
hospital, rather mysteriously.

It's my opinion
that Tanya took them.

And that bittaker got them
from her and returned them.

But why?

As long as you're blind,
you remain dependent upon Tanya.

And I think she rather
likes it that way.

She knows that
if you regain your sight,

she'll lose you to miss Hayden.

So she tried to prevent
the operation,

but bittaker intervened
and returned the eyes.

He was afraid she might get into
trouble, so he did it anonymously.

I don't believe it!

It's a nice theory though,
isn't it?

Well, you'll be seeing me.

Oh, Nick. I wish you'd go.

I'm expecting Alan.

Look, Heather,
you must listen to me.

How could you do it? - Do what?

Implicate me!
Practically incriminate me!

I tell you, I'm innocent.

Heather, you don't believe that,
do you?

Nick, I'm so mixed up,
I don't know what to think.

Please go. - But, Heather...

Hello, Heather.

Hello, Alan.

Hello, Nick.

Heather,
I'd like to talk to you.

About Dave, I suppose”?

Oh, Nick, for heaven's sake,
will you please get out of here?

Oh, so now you're going
to kick me out?

Oh, nonsense.
This girl is upset.

Quit tormenting her and have the
decency to leave when she asks you to.

You're against me, too.
You're all against me!

Heather,
you must go and see Dave.

Oh, Alan, I can't.

He needs you, Heather.

I know in your heart you want
to believe him innocent.

But he thinks
you believe him guilty.

Alan, I don't know.

I'm so confused,
I'm not sure of anything.

Well, think it over.

At least you should
be willing to reserve judgment.

If you don't see him
and later he's proved innocent,

you'll never forgive yourself.

Yes, I suppose
you're right, Alan.

But I must have time
to collect myself.

She's spying, spying on me.

She's been
acting strangely all day.

Tanya. - Yes?

Come here.

What do you want?

- Are you in a hurry to leave?
- Yes.

I have a dinner engagement,
with a man.

Before you go,
I'd like to show you something.

What is it?

Something that I think
should interest you.

Does that mean anything to you?

No. Why should it?

Because, I found it next
to dad Hayden's body

the night he was murdered.

I know nothing about it.
How should I?

You tell me

I don't know what it is.
I don't.

I must go now. I'm late.

Look here,
if something's troubling you,

I'd like to know it.
You can confide in me.

It's... it's just David.

Oh, what's he done now?

Nothing, but I think
he suspects me.

You didn't
tell him about what I...

No, I didn't tell him.

He still thinks only of Heather.

Oh, so that's it?

You realize he still
loves Heather.

You're jealous. Yes I hate her.

Now, you mustn't talk like that.

That's what you said
about her father and...

Well, isn't this
a cozy little twosome?

So this is why you're trying
to patch things up

between Heather and Dave?

Don't make
a fool of yourself, Nick.

There's a method
to your madness, Dr. bittaker.

Now go away before
you create a scene.

Yes, Dr. bittaker.

And how is our poor, blind,

murdering patient tonight?

Better, I trust?
He's not the murderer.

He's as guilty as sin
and I'm going to prove it.

No, Alan. Please.

Take me home.

Check, please.

Thank you, sir.

Good night, all.

There they are, boss.
Should I follow them again?

Yes

don't let them get away
from you.

Heather? Miss Hayden?

Yes, who is this?

Tanya?

Well, what is it?
What do you want?

Miss Hayden, I think I know
who killed your father.

I should have called
the police, but well,

I think you're the one
to decide.

You know who

whom do you mean?

No!

Tanya? Tanya!

No, don't come near me!

Hello?

Hello?

Hello?

Hello. I want the police.

Tanya? Come in.

It's not Tanya.

The door's locked. - Drury.

So you were expecting Tanya,
were you?

Not exactly.

You see, she left here
yesterday in a bad humor.

I don't know whether
she is coming back.

Oh, she left
in a bad humor, did she?

What's the matter,
did you have a fight?

Not really.

She's a moody person,
was sulking.

About what?

Well, I don't know.

Not that it's any
of your business.

Do you know
if she had any reason

for calling miss Hayden
on the telephone last night?

She did?

Well, she's very unpredictable.

She's unpredictable.

She got herself murdered
last night.

What?

Murdered

struck down by the well-known
blunt instrument

she got hers
the same way Hayden got his.

Whe... where?

What's that got to do with
her telephoning Heather?

She telephoned miss Hayden
because she'd learned,

or she suspected,
the true identity

of the person
who killed her father.

But before she could tell
what she knew, she got it.

Why wasn't I told
about this before?

Because I didn't want
to disturb you.

I instructed miss Hayden
not to call anyone

until we checked
on the czoraki girl's apartment.

Where were you last night,
Stuart?

I was here, asleep.

Oh, is that so?

We had a report that a man
was seen leaving this building,

following Tanya last night.

It was getting dark about then,
so the man wasn't identified

of course, it couldn't
have been you.

This man could see

we're looking for
the driver who picked him up,

to get a better identification

take off your glasses, Stuart.

What are you trying
to do, burn me?

You sure you can't see”?

I heard you strike a match.
Felt the heat.

What did Tanya czoraki know?

I don't know

she was a good-looker,
wasn't she?

One of those dark,
mysterious kinds.

You never can tell what's
going on inside their heads.

Where did she go
when she left here?

I told you, I don't know.

She said she was going out
with a man

yeah, that was
with Alan bittaker.

And later in the evening,
they ran into Nick.

It's odd, isn't it?

Bittaker said that
she was acting

strange and moody last night.

Oh, she was, poor kid.

I had her pegged
as a possible murderess.

She was capable of it, t00

This is a great painting of her.

It catches her warmth
and her passion.

It's too bad you can't see
so you could have finished it.

Yes, Stuart,
it's too bad you can't see.

Are you sure you didn't
go out last night?

No, I didn't.

You know, it's a funny thing.

Miss Hayden told me she tried
to get you on the phone

just after Tanya's call,
but there was no answer.

Well, I'll be running along.

Drury.

How did you know
I hadn't gone out?

It's the nail.

This nail

it's the key to everything.

She knew the secret,
but she can't tell anyone now.

You followed us
from that nightclub.

I looked back and saw you
come out of that cafe

as I pulled away.

And I know a cab followed us
to her apartment.

I tell you, I didn't.

Why would I want to kill her?

Because she found out,
or guessed something,

about the murderer of Hayden.
Now, you wouldn't...

I didn't

I didn't follow you.

But someone did

I saw a cab pull out
right after you left.

I saw... - Who? Who was it?

I don't know

when they catch up
with you, Nick,

That's it.

- What happened, Travers?
- I... I don't know, miss.

Who's there? Who is it?

Nick!

What on earth?

What are you doing here?
It was Dave.

I saw him. - Dave?

Why are you holding that cane?

Well, I guess I picked
it up during the fight.

I've always suspected Dave,
and now I'm sure of it!

He can see, Heather, I know it!

- How do you know?
- Because I followed him here.

I watched him through
that window

he walked deliberately
to that cane rack

and picked up all the canes.

As he started out that door,
he must have upset something.

The noise scared him off,

and I caught him
as he tried to get away.

Shall I call the police,
miss Heather?

No, no.

Just... just let me think
a minute.

If you don't, I will.

He's played on your sympathies
long enough!

- Who's there?
- Alan, Dave.

What is it? Why did you call me
to come here in such a hurry

at this hour of the night?

Here, give me your hat
and stick.

Did you see anyone outside? No.

Who? Why?

I'm in a jam.

You've got to help me!

Well, what's the matter?

The police think that
I killed Tanya.

- Yes?
- I didn't.

You did. - What?

You're insane.
Why, I loved that girl.

I know.
But you had to kill the thing

you loved because
you love life more.

You're a madman.

I've suspected it before,
now I know.

Losing your sight has
permanently deranged your mind.

No, Alan.
I thought so for a while.

I suspected Tanya
had killed dad Hayden.

But I believed if she did,
it was to help me.

Well, I couldn't turn her in,
could 1?

I didn't know what to do

so, what did you do?

I showed her something.

That something led her to
discover that you're a murderer.

You killed dad Hayden!

And what did you show her, Dave?

This.

I found it next
to dad Hayden's body.

Tanya noticed that just such
a nail as this

was missing from
the head of your walking stick.

When she called Heather
to tell her of her suspicions,

you overheard and killed her.

Dad Hayden was killed
the same way.

Only two people could
have done it, you or Nick.

And Nick doesn't carry
a walking stick.

This nail shook loose the night
that you beat dad Hayden to death.

You never missed it.
See how well it fits?

I et's see

it's gonna hang you, Alan.

My dear fellow,
what possible reason

would I have for killing Hayden?

So that I could have his eyes.

Blindness was the only tie
that held Tanya to me.

You wanted me to see again
so that you could have her.

Dave, your analysis is right.

Blindness has sharpened
your mind.

But not enough
to see everything.

Your only mistake was
asking me to come here tonight.

You can see!

Too bad you didn't
guess that before, Dr. bittaker.

All right, captain.

Let's be on our way.

You won, I lost.

Let's get this unpleasant
business over with.

I wouldn't be surprised
if this man were insane.

He wouldn't be
the first one who'd gone mad

studying the processes
of the mind.

Precisely, captain.

I compliment you
on your sagacity.

You know, it's people like you
that have caused me

to steer clear of
all this book psychology.

Farewell, friend David.

I'll be going this time
for good, Stuart.

Oh, there's someone
outside here waiting to see you.

I'l send her in

oh, Dave! Are you all right?

Sure, brat.

Please forgive me
for doubting you.

Why didn't you tell me
the operation was a success?

At first, it wasn't.

Then my sight gradually
returned, and I thought,

by remaining blind to others,
that I might trap the murderer.

I was suspicious of Tanya
and watching her.

Oh, that poor girl, it must
have been terrible for her

but from now on, everything's
going to be all right.

Sure, brat.

Please don't call me brat

all right, brat.