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Hello, Mrs. MacGruder.

Oh, hello, Miss Daniels.

Have you ever seen so many gulls?
What do you suppose it is?

There must be a storm at sea. That
can drive them inland, you know.

I was hoping you'd be a little late.
You see, he hasn't arrived yet.

Oh, but you said 3:00.
Oh, I know.

I know. I've been
calling all morning.

Oh, Miss Daniels,
you have no idea.

They are so difficult to get.
Really, they are.

We have to get them from India,

when they're just
baby chicks, and then...

This one won't be
a chick, will he?

Certainly not.
Oh, no, certainly not.

This will be a full-grown mynah bird.
Full-grown.

And he'll talk?

Well, yes, of course he'll...

Well, no, you'll have
to teach him to talk.

I guess maybe I'd better phone.
They said 3:00.

Maybe it's the traffic.
I'll call.

Would you mind waiting?

Well, maybe you'd
better deliver him.

Let me give you my address.

Oh, well, all right,

but I'm sure they're on the way.

Would you mind if I called?

No. All right.

I wonder if you could help me.

What?

I said, I wonder
if you could help me.

Yes. What is it
you're looking for, sir?

Lovebirds.

Lovebirds, sir?

Yes. I understand there
are different varieties.

Is that true?

Well, yes, there are.

Well, these are for my sister
for her birthday, you see,

and as she's only gonna be 11,

I wouldn't want a pair of birds

that were too demonstrative.

I understand completely.

At the same time, I wouldn't want
them to be too aloof, either.

No, of course not.

Do you happen to have a pair of
birds that are just friendly?

Oh, I think so.
Now, then, let me see.

Aren't those lovebirds?

No. Those are red birds.

I thought they were
strawberry finches.

Yes. We call them that, too.

Here we are. Lovebirds.

Those are canaries.

Doesn't this
make you feel awful?

Doesn't what make me feel...

Having all these poor, little innocent
creatures caged up like this?

Well, we can't just let them
fly around the shop, you know.

No, I suppose not.

Is there
an ornithological reason

for keeping them
in separate cages?

Well, certainly. It's
to protect the species.

Yes, that's important, especially
during the molting season.

That's a particularly
dangerous time.

Are they molting now?

Oh, some of them are.

How can you tell?

Well, they get a sort
of hangdog expression.

Yes, I see. Well, what
about the lovebirds?

Are you sure you wouldn't
like to see a canary instead?

We have some very
nice canaries this week.

All right.

All right.
May I see it, please?

Oh! Oh!

Oh, what is it? Oh!

There we are.

Oh, there.
Wonderful.

Back in your gilded cage,
Melanie Daniels.

What did you say?

I was merely drawing
a parallel, Miss Daniels.

How did you know my name?

A little birdie told me.

Good day,
Miss Daniels. Madam.

Hey, wait a minute.

I don't know you.

Ah, but I know you.

How?

We met in court.

We never met in court
or anyplace else.

That's true. I'll rephrase it.
I saw you in court.

When?

Don't you remember
one of your practical jokes

that resulted in the smashing
of a plate-glass window?

I didn't break that window.

Yes, but your little prank did.

The judge should've
put you behind bars.

What are you, a policeman?

I merely believe in
the law, Miss Daniels.

And I'm not too keen
on practical jokers.

What do you call
your lovebird story if not...

Oh, I really wanted
the lovebirds.

Well, you knew I didn't work here.
You deliberately...

Right. I recognized
you when I came in.

I just thought you
might like to know

what it's like to be on
the other end of a gag.

What do you think of that?

I think you're a louse.

I am. Good day,
Miss Daniels. Madam.

And I'm glad you didn't
get your lovebirds.

Oh, I'll find something else.
See you in court.

Who was that man?

I have no idea.

They said the mynah bird would
be here later this afternoon,

if you care to come back.

No, you'd better send him.

May I use this phone?

Why, certainly.

Daily News?
It's Melanie Daniels.

Could you get me
the City Desk, please?

Just a minute,
Mrs. MacGruder.

Hello, Charlie. Melanie.

I want you to do a favor for me.

No, this is a small one.

Pressure you? Why, Charlie, darling,
would I try to pressure you?

Would you call the Department
of Motor Vehicles for me?

Find out who owns
this license plate,

W-J-H-0-0-3.

Yes, a California plate.

No. I'll stop off in a little while.
Is Daddy in his office?

No, I don't want to break in on a meeting.
Tell him I'll see him later.

Thank you, Charlie.

Do you have any lovebirds?

Well, no, not in the shop,
but I can order them for you.

How soon?

Well, when would you want them?

Immediately.

Well, I could probably have
them here by tomorrow morning.

Would that be all right?

That would be just fine.

Miss, is that for Mitch Brenner?

Yes.

He's not home.

That's all right.

He won't be back until Monday, I
mean, if those birds are for him.

Monday?
Yes.

I don't think you should leave
them in the hall, do you?

Well... Where did he go?

Bodega Bay. He goes
there every weekend.

Bodega Bay.
Where's that?

Up the coast, about 60
miles north of here.

Sixty...

It's an hour and
a half by freeway,

or two hours if you
take the Coast Highway.

Oh.

I'd look after them myself,
but I'm going away, too.

I'm awfully sorry.

Good morning.
Good morning.

I wonder if you could help me.

I'll try my best.

I'm looking for a man
named Mitchell Brenner.

Do you know him?
Yeah.

Where does he live?
Right here, Bodega Bay.

Yes, I know, but where?

Right across the bay there.

Where?

Now, see where I'm pointing?

Yes.

See them two big
trees across there?

On the other side
of the bay? Yes.

And the white house?
Yes.

That's where the Brenners live.

The Brenners?
Mr. And Mrs. Brenner?

No. Just Lydia
and the two kids.

The two kids?

Yeah, Mitch and the little girl.

Oh, I see.
How do I get down there?

You follow
the road around the bay,

and that'll take you
right to their front door.

The front door. Is there
a back road I can take?

No. That's the only road.

You see,
I want to surprise them.

Oh.

I don't want them
to see me arrive.

Oh.

It's a surprise, you see.

Well, you could
get yourself a boat

and cut right across
the bay to their dock.

Where would I get a boat?

Down by the Tides Restaurant.

Did you ever handle
an outboard boat?

Of course.

Want me to order one for you?

Well, thank you.

What name?
Daniels.

Okay.

I wonder if you could tell me...

Yeah. Just hold it
a minute, please.

The little girl's name?

The little Brenner girl?

Yes.

Alice, I think.

Harry, what's the little
Brenner girl's name?

- Lois.
- Alice, isn't it?

No, it's Lois.

It's Alice.

Are you sure?

Well, I'm not positive,
if that's what you mean.

I need her exact name, you see.

Oh, just hold on one
more minute, please.

In that case, I'll
tell you what you do.

You go straight through town till you
see a little hotel on your left.

Then you turn right there.

Now, you got that?
Yes.

Near the top of the hill, you'll
see the school, and just beyond,

a little house
with a red mailbox.

That's where Annie Hayworth,
the schoolteacher, lives.

You ask her about
the little Brenner girl.

Well, thank you.

Save yourself a lot of trouble.
Name's Alice for sure.

Can I have the boat
in about 20 minutes?

How much for the phone calls?

Oh, it's nothing.

Thank you.

Who is it?

Me.

Who's "me"?

Miss Hayworth?
Yes.

I'm Melanie Daniels. I'm
sorry to bother you, but...

Yes?

The man at
the post office sent me.

He said you could tell me the
name of the little Brenner girl.

Cathy?

The one who lives in the
white house across the bay?

That's the one.
Cathy Brenner.

He seemed sure it was
either Alice or Lois.

Which is why the mail
never gets delivered

to the right place in this town.

I'm sorry. Smoke?

Thank you.

Did you want to see
Cathy about something?

Well, not exactly.

Oh.

Are you a friend of Mitch's?

No, not really.

You know, I've been wanting a
cigarette for the last 20 minutes.

I just couldn't convince
myself to stop.

This tilling of the soil can
become compulsive, you know.

It's a very pretty garden.

Oh, thank you. Well, it's something
to do in your spare time.

There's a lot of spare
time in Bodega Bay.

Are you planning
on staying long?

No, just a few hours.

Then you're leaving
after you see Cathy?

Well, something like that.

I'm sorry. I don't mean
to sound so mysterious.

Actually, it's
none of my business.

Well, I better be on my way.

Thank you very much.
Not at all.

Did you drive up from San
Francisco by the coast road?

Yes.

Nice drive.

It's very beautiful.

Is that where you met Mitch?

Yes.

I guess that's where
everyone meets Mitch.

Now you sound a bit
mysterious, Miss Hayworth.

Do I?

I don't mean to. Actually, I'm
an open book, I'm afraid.

Or, rather, a closed one.

Oh, pretty.
What are they?

Lovebirds.

I see.
Good luck, Miss Daniels.

Thank you.
Can I get out this way?

Go right around. It'll take
you back to the main road.

Thank you.

Do you have a boat
for Miss Daniels?

Yes, ma'am.

It's the one right below.

Are you all right?
Yes, I think so.

What do you suppose
made it do that?

That's the damnedest
thing I ever saw.

I don't know. It seemed to swoop
down at you deliberately.

Oh, you're bleeding, too.

Let's take care
of that. Okay?

That's a girl.

Come on.

What happened, Mitch?

Gull hit her.
A gull?

Let's try up at the
restaurant, all right?

Might need a tetanus shot.

I had a booster before
I went abroad last May.

What happened?

Hello, Deke.
Young lady cut herself.

Shall I call a doctor?

No, I don't think it's that serious.
Let's see.

Helen, get some cotton
and antiseptic.

You cut yourself outside, miss?

Don't worry, Deke.
She did it in a boat.

Well, I had a man trip and
fall in the parking lot once.

Sued me before
I could bat an eyelash.

I don't think Miss Daniels
is gonna sue anybody.

Here.

Well, you're the lawyer.

Thank you.

What's that?

Just some peroxide.

I'll clean out the cut.

So you're a lawyer.

That's right.

Of course, I usually defend
people, Miss Daniels,

but if I were prosecuting...

Do you practice here?

Uh-uh. San Francisco.
What are you doing up here?

What kind of law?

Criminal.

Is that why you want
to see everyone behind bars?

Oh, not everyone, Miss Daniels.

Only violators
and practical jokers.

That's right.

Ow!
Oh, sorry.

What are you doing up here?

Didn't you see the lovebirds?

Oh, you mean, you came all this
way to bring me those birds?

To bring your
sister those birds.

You said it was her birthday.

Besides, I was coming up anyway.

What for?

To see a friend
of mine. Careful.

Oh, sorry.
Who's your friend?

Annie Hayworth,
the schoolteacher.

Annie Hayworth.

Well, small world.

Yes.

How do you know Annie?

We went to school
together, college.

Did you? Imagine that. How
long are you staying up here?

The weekend.

Well, I think the bleeding's almost
stopped. Why don't you hold that on?

So you came up
to see Annie, huh?

Yes.

I think you came up to see me.

Now, why would I want
to see you of all people?

I don't know, but you must've
gone to a lot of trouble

to find out who I was
and where I lived.

It was no trouble at all. I simply
called my father's newspaper.

Besides, I was coming up anyway.
I've already told you that.

You really like me, huh?

I loathe you.

You have no manners. You're
arrogant, and conceited, and...

I wrote you a letter about it,
in fact, but I tore it up.

What did it say?

None of your business.

I can't say I like your
seagulls much, either.

I come all the way up here to...

But you were coming
up anyway, remember?

Mitch?

I thought I saw your car.
What are you doing in town?

I had to acknowledge a delivery.

Of what?

Mother, I'd like you to meet Melanie
Daniels. Miss Daniels, my mother.

How do you do?

How do you do, Miss Daniels?
Acknowledge a what?

A delivery. Miss Daniels brought
us some birds from San Francisco.

For Cathy for her birthday.
Where is she?

Across at Brinkmeyer's.

As a matter of fact, Miss Daniels
is staying up here for the weekend,

so I've already invited
her for dinner tonight.

Well, you did go to the trouble
of bringing those birds.

Oh, I couldn't possibly.

You did say birds?

Yes, lovebirds.

Oh, I see.

So we couldn't let you get away

without thanking you
in some small way.

And you haven't met Cathy, and
you are staying the weekend.

Well, yes, but...

Well, you are, aren't you?

Certainly, but...

Then it's all settled.

What time is dinner, Mother?

7:00, the same as usual.

I'll pick you up.
Where are you staying?

With Annie, of course.

Oh, of course. How stupid of me. 6:45?

Annie may have made other plans.
I'll have to see.

Besides, I can find my own way.

You're sure now? You won't
hire a boat or anything?

I'm sure.

7:00, then.

Maybe.

We'll be waiting for you.
How's your head?

Much better, thank you.

A gull hit me,
Mrs. Brenner, that's all.

Oh, hi. Did you
find her all right?

Yes, I did.

I was wondering...

That sign there.

Do you suppose I could have the
room for just a single night?

I was planning on renting
it for a longer time...

I would appreciate it.

I've tried everywhere in town.
They're all full.

Well, all right. Got
your bags in the car?

Well, it's utilitarian, I'll say that.

I just picked up some things for
the night at the general store.

You see, I hadn't planned
on staying very long.

Yes, I know. Did something
unexpected come up?

Yes. May I use your phone?
I'd like to call home.

I just put some
coffee on the stove.

Don't they ever stop migrating?

Hi!

Miss Daniels?

Yes.

Oh, they're beautiful!

They're just what I wanted.
Is there a man and a woman?

I can't tell which is which.

Well, I suppose so.

Hello there. Annie had no plans, huh?

No.

Fine. We're very glad you could come.
You hungry?

Reasonably. Dinner's
just about ready.

We've been out back
looking at the chickens.

Something seems to
be wrong with them.

There's nothing wrong with
those chickens, Mitch.

I'm going to call Fred
Brinkmeyer right now.

What good's that gonna do?

The chickens won't eat.

He sold the feed
to me, didn't he?

Caveat emptor, Mother.
"Let the buyer beware."

Whose side are you on?

Merely quoting the law, dear.

Never mind the law.

This won't take long, Miss...
Hello, Fred? Lydia Brenner.

I didn't interrupt your dinner, did I?
How about a drink?

Thank you, I'd love one.

Fred, that feed you
sold me is no good.

The chicken feed.

Well, it's just no good.
The chickens won't eat it.

They're always hungry.

I opened a sack for
them when I got home,

and they just wouldn't touch it.

You know chickens as well as I
do, and when they won't eat,

there's something wrong with what
they're being fed. That's all.

No, they're not fussy chickens.

Who? What's he
got to do with it?

Is that your father?

Mmm-hmm.
Please sit down.

Fred, I don't care how many
sacks of feed you sold him.

My chicken...

Oh, I see.

Dan Fawcett.

This afternoon?

Well, that just proves what I'm saying!
The feed you sold us...

Oh.

Well, maybe I'd better
go over and see him.

You don't think there's
something going around, do you?

No, never!

No, Fred, they don't seem sick at all.
They just won't eat.

Uh-huh.

Well, I'll try to go over and see him.
Maybe he...

Uh-huh.

All right. Thanks.

He had a call from Dan
Fawcett a while ago.

His chickens won't eat either.

It's what you said, Mom. Mr.
Brinkmeyer's feed is no good.

No, Cathy. He sold Mr.
Fawcett a different brand.

You don't think they're
getting sick, do you, Mitch?

I still don't understand how
you knew I wanted lovebirds.

Your brother told me.

Then you knew Mitch in San Francisco?
Is that right?

No, not exactly.

Mitch knows a lot of
people in San Francisco.

Of course, they're mostly hoods.

Cathy!

Well, Mom, he's the
first to admit it.

He spends half his day in the detention
cells at the Hall of Justice.

In a democracy, Cathy, everyone
is entitled to a fair trial.

Your brother's practice...

Oh, Mom, please!

I know all that democracy jazz.
They're still hoods.

He has a client now who shot his
wife in the head six times.

Six times!
Can you imagine it?

I mean, even twice would be
overdoing it, don't you think?

Why did he shoot her?

He was watching a ball
game on television.

What?

His wife changed the channel.

Are you coming to
my party tomorrow?

I don't think so.

I have to get back
to San Francisco.

Don't you like us?

Oh, darling, of course I do.

Don't you like Bodega Bay?

I don't know yet.

Mitch likes it very much. He comes
up every weekend, you know,

even though he has his own
apartment in the city.

He says San Francisco's like an
anthill at the foot of a bridge.

I suppose it does get
a little hectic at times.

Well, if you do decide to come,
don't say I told you about it.

It's supposed to
be a surprise party.

You see, they've got this whole
complicated thing figured out,

where I'm going over to
Michele's for the afternoon,

and Michele's mother will say
that she has a headache.

Would I mind very much
if she took me home?

Then when I get home here,
all the kids will jump out!

Oh, won't you come?
Won't you please come?

I don't think so.

She's a charming girl,
isn't she, Mitch?

Hmm? Yes.

Certainly pretty.

Mmm-hmm.

How long have you known her?

Now, I told you, dear,
we met yesterday.

In a bird shop.

She was selling birds?

No, no. I just led her into believing
that I believed she was, and then...

Well, it's all very complicated.

But she did buy the lovebirds,

and then drove all
the way out here.

Mother.
Yes?

Where did you go to law school?

Forgive me.

I suppose I'm just naturally
curious about a girl like that.

She's very rich, isn't she?

Yeah, I suppose so.

Her father's part owner of one of the
big newspapers in San Francisco.

You'd think he could manage
to keep her name out of print.

She's always mentioned
in the columns, Mitch.

Yes, I know.

She is the one who jumped into a
fountain in Rome last summer, isn't she?

Yes.

I supposed
I'm old-fashioned.

I know it was supposed to
be very warm there, but...

Well, actually, the newspapers
said she was naked.

Yes, I know, dear.

Of course,
it's none of my business,

but when you bring
a girl like that...

Darling?

Yes?

I think I can handle
Melanie Daniels by myself.

Well, as long as you know
what you want, Mitch.

I know exactly what I want.

Be able to find your
way back all right?

Oh, yes.

Will I be seeing you again?

San Francisco's
a long way from here.

I'm in San Francisco
five days a week

with a lot of time on my hands.

I'd like to see you.

Maybe we could go
swimming or something.

Mother tells me
you like to swim.

How does Mother know
what I like to do?

I guess we read
the same gossip column.

Oh, that. Rome.

Yeah, I really like to swim. I think
we might get along very well.

In case you're interested, I
was pushed into that fountain.

Without any clothes on?

With all my clothes on. The
newspaper that ran that story

happens to be a rival
of my father's paper.

You were just a poor, innocent
victim of circumstances?

I'm neither poor nor innocent,

but the truth of
that particular...

The truth is, you're running around
with a pretty wild crowd, isn't it?

Yes, that's the truth, but I
was pushed into that fountain,

and that's the truth, too.

Uh-huh.

Do you really
know Annie Hayworth?

No. At least I didn't
until I came up here.

So you didn't go to
school together? No.

And you didn't come up
here to see her? No!

You were lying!
Yes, I was lying.

What about the letter you wrote me?
Is that a lie, too?

No, I wrote the letter.

Well, what did it say?

It said, "Dear Mr. Brenner."

"I think you need
these lovebirds after all."

"They may help
your personality."

That's what it said.
But you tore it up?

Yes.
Why?

Because it seemed
stupid and foolish.

Like jumping into
a fountain in Rome.

I told you what happened!

You don't expect me to
believe that, do you?

Oh, I don't give a damn
what you believe!

I'd still like to see you.
Why?

I think it might be fun.

That might've been good enough in
Rome, but it's not good enough now.

It is for me.
Well, not for me.

What do you want?

I thought you knew.

I want to go through life jumping
into fountains naked. Good night.

Miss Daniels, is that you?

Yes.

Hi.

Is something wrong? Is that
cut beginning to bother you?

No, it's not the cut
that's bothering me.

Would you like some brandy?

If you have some, I'd love it.

I'll get it. Why don't you
sit down, Miss Daniels?

Oh, would you like a sweater
or something, a quilt?

No. No, thank you.

Won't you call me Melanie?

All right.

Thank you.

Gets a bit chilly here
at night sometimes,

especially if you're
over near the bay.

Well, how did your evening go?

Did you meet Lydia?

Or would you rather
I changed the subject?

I think so.

Well, how do you
like our little hamlet?

I despise it.

Well, I suppose it doesn't offer
much to the casual visitor,

unless you're thrilled by a
collection of shacks on a hillside.

It takes a bit of
getting used to.

Where are you from
originally, Annie?

San Francisco.

How did you happen
to come up here?

A friend invited me up for
a weekend a long time ago.

Look, I see no reason
for being coy about this.

It was Mitch Brenner.
I guess you knew that anyway.

I suspected as much.

Well, you needn't worry.

It's been over and done
with a long time ago.

Annie, there's nothing
between Mr. Brenner and me.

Isn't there?

Well, maybe there isn't.

Maybe there's never been anything
between Mitch and any girl.

What do you mean?

I think I'll have some of that.

I was seeing a lot of him
in San Francisco.

Then one weekend, he invited
me up to meet Lydia.

When was this?

Oh, four years ago, shortly
after his father died.

Of course, things
may be different now.

Different?

With Lydia.

Did she seem a trifle distant?

A trifle.

Well, then perhaps things
aren't quite so different.

You know, her attitude
nearly drove me crazy.

When I got back
to San Francisco,

I spent days trying to figure out
exactly what I'd done to displease her.

Well, what had you done?

Nothing.

I simply existed. So what's the answer?
A jealous woman, right?

A clinging, possessive mother?

Wrong.

With all due respect to Oedipus,

I don't think that was the case.

Then what was it?

Lydia liked me.
That's the strange part.

Now that I'm no longer a threat,
we're very good friends.

Then why did she object to you?

Because she was afraid.

Afraid you'd take Mitch?

Afraid I'd give Mitch.

I don't understand.

Afraid of any woman
who would give Mitch

the one thing
Lydia can give him, love.

That adds up to a jealous,
possessive woman.

No, I don't think so.

You see, she's not afraid
of losing Mitch.

She's only afraid
of being abandoned.

Someone ought to tell her
she'd be gaining a daughter.

No. She already
has a daughter.

Well, what about Mitch? Didn't he
have anything to say about this?

Well, I can understand
his position.

He'd just been through a lot with
Lydia after his father died.

He didn't want to risk
going through it all again.

Oh, I see.

So it ended.
Not right then, of course.

We went back to San Francisco,
saw each other now and then,

but we both knew it was over.

Then what are you doing
here in Bodega Bay?

I wanted to be near Mitch.

Oh, it was over and done
with, and I knew it, but...

I still wanted to be near him.

You see, I still like him
a hell of a lot,

and I don't want to
lose that friendship, ever.

Hello.

No, no, no, I wasn't asleep.

Yes, just a little while ago.

Sure. Hold on.

It's Mitch.

For you.

Hello? Oh, yes,
this is Melanie.

Fine, thank you.

No, no trouble at all.
I simply followed the road.

Well... there's no need
to apologize.

I can understand.

That's very kind of you.
No, I'm not angry.

Well, I couldn't. I have to
get back to San Francisco.

No, I wouldn't want
to disappoint Cathy, but...

I see.

All right.
Yes, I'll be there.

Good night, Mitch.

He wants me to go to Cathy's
party tomorrow afternoon.

I said I would.

It should be fun.

I'll be there, too, to help.

Oh, it seems so pointless.

Well, I think I'll go to sleep.
It's been a busy day.

My luggage.

That's pretty. Where'd you get that?
Brinkmeyer's?

Mmm.

Do you think I should go?

Well, that's up to you.

No, it's really up
to Lydia, isn't it?

Never mind Lydia.
Do you want to go?

Yes.

Then go.

Thank you, Annie.

Oh.

Wonder who that can be.

Is someone there?

Who is it?

Look.

Poor thing. Probably
lost his way in the dark.

But it isn't dark, Annie.

There's a full moon.

Cathy, that's very good. Very good.

Okay. Here we go.

Attagirl. Come on.
Don't let him get you.

No, I really shouldn't have any more.
I'm driving.

Well, actually, I'm trying to
get you to stay for dinner.

A lot of roast beef left over.

No, I couldn't possibly.
I have to get back.

All right.

Cheers.
Cheers.

Seriously, why do you
have to rush off?

What's so important
in San Francisco?

Well, I have to get to work
tomorrow morning, for one thing.

You have a job?

I have several jobs.

What do you do?

I do different things
on different days.

Like what?

Well, on Mondays and Wednesdays,

I work for the Travelers'
Aid at the airport.

Helping travelers?

No, misdirecting them. I thought
you could read my character.

On Tuesdays, I take a course in
General Semantics at Berkeley,

finding new
four-letter words.

That's not a job, of course...
You mean, you don't have to...

And on Thursdays, I have
my meeting and lunch.

In the underworld, I suppose.

I shall disappoint you.

We're sending a little
Korean boy through school.

We actually raise money for it.

You see, Rome...

That entire summer,
I did nothing but...

Well, it was very easy
to get lost there.

So when I came back, I thought
it was time I began...

Oh, I don't know,
finding something again.

So, on Mondays and Thursdays,
I keep myself busy.

What about Fridays?

Fridays? They're free.

I sometimes go to
bird shops on Fridays.

I'm very glad you do.

A nice, innocent, little day.

Oh, yes.

I have an Aunt Tessa.
Have you got an Aunt Tessa?

Mine is very prim
and straight-laced.

I'm giving her a mynah bird when
she comes back from Europe.

Mynah birds talk, you know.

Can you see
my Aunt Tessa's face,

when this one tells us one or two of
the words I've picked up at Berkeley?

You need
a mother's care, my child.

Not my mother's.

Oh, I'm sorry.

What have you got
to be sorry about?

My mother?
Don't waste your time.

She ditched us when I was 11 and ran
off with some hotel man in the east.

You know what
a mother's love is?

Yes, I do.

You mean it's
better to be ditched?

No. I think it's better to be loved.
Don't you ever see her?

I don't know where she is.

Well, maybe I ought to go
join the other children.

All right. Here we go. One...

Two...

Three...

There you go.

Look! Look!

Hey! No touching allowed!

Oh!

Help me get the children
into the house.

There you go.

Have they gone, Mitch?

I think so.

Is anyone hurt?

Jenny got a scratch down her
cheek, but it's nothing.

That makes three times.

Mitch, this isn't usual, is it?

The gull when I was
in the boat yesterday,

the one at Annie's
last night, and now...

Last night?
What do you mean?

A gull smashed into Annie's front door.
Mitch, what's happening?

I don't know. Do you have
to go back to Annie's?

No. I have my
things in the car.

Stay and have something to eat before
you start back. I'd feel a lot better.

Would you like some
mustard with that?

No, thank you.

Why didn't Annie
stay for dinner?

Said something about going home

to take a call from her
sister in the east.

What's the matter with them?

What's the matter
with all the birds?

Where did you want this coffee?

Here on the table, honey.

Hurry up with yours, Mitch.

I'm sure Miss Daniels
wants to be on her way.

I think you ought to
stay the night, Melanie.

We have an extra room
upstairs and everything.

That road can be a pretty
bad one at night, too.

If I go across to Santa Rosa,

I'll come out on the freeway
much earlier, won't I?

Yes, and the freeway
is much quicker.

But she'll be hitting all the heavy
traffic going back to San Francisco.

Just listen to those lovebirds.

Mitch.

Cover your faces!
Cover your eyes!

That's a sparrow, all right.

We know what it is, Al.

Did you have a light
burning or something?

Yes, but there
wouldn't have been

that much light
going up the chimney.

'Cause sometimes birds are
attracted by light, you know.

Sure is a peculiar thing.

Well, all right, but we've got
to do something about it!

I don't think I get you, Mitch.
Do about what?

Well, the birds invaded the house.

What's more likely, they got in the room

and was just panicked.
That's all.

All right, I'll admit a bird
will panic in an enclosed room,

but they didn't just get in. They
came in, right down the chimney.

My wife found a bird in the
back seat of her car once.

Tell him about the party.

That's right. We had a party here this
afternoon for Cathy, for her birthday.

How old is she?

Eleven! In the middle of the party,

some seagulls came
down at the children!

Miss Daniels was attacked
by a gull only yesterday.

Yeah. Were the kids bothering
the birds or something?

'Cause if you make any kind
of a disturbance near them,

they'll just come after you.

Al, the children were playing a game.
Those gulls attacked.

Now, Lydia, "attack" is a pretty
strong word, don't you think?

I mean, birds just don't
go around attacking people

without no reason.
You know what I mean?

The kids probably
scared them, that's all.

These birds attacked.

You got quite a mess
here, I'll admit that.

Maybe you ought to put some
screen on top of your chimney.

You want some help cleaning up?

No. I can handle it.

It shouldn't be
too much of a job.

I'll take Cathy up to bed.

I think I should
stay, don't you?

It would be nice if you could.

My things are in the car.

Do you want to go with me?
All right.

Well, anything else I can do, Mitch?

No, thanks, Al.

We'll be all right.

Good night, Lydia.

Sure is peculiar.

Mitch. Mitch. Mitch!

Yes, Mother?

I'm going to drop Cathy off now.

I'll probably drive over
to the Fawcett farm.

Okay.

Morning.

Good morning, George.
Is Mr. Fawcett around?

I think so, ma'am.

Ain't seen him this morning,
but he ought to be in there.

Thanks.

Dan, are you home?

Mother!

What is it, dear?
What's the matter?

Al Malone, the
deputy, just called.

He wants me over
at the Fawcett place.

Some detectives from Santa
Rosa will be there.

Will it be all right?
Yes.

I was just taking
your mother in some tea.

Oh, be careful, please.

And you be careful.

Mitch?

No, it's me,
Mrs. Brenner.

I thought you
might like some tea.

Oh. Thank you.

Where's Mitch?

Al Malone wanted him
out at the Fawcett farm.

Why? Didn't Al
believe my story?

He was calling from the farm.

Then he saw.

Oh, he must have.

They sent for
the Santa Rosa police.

What good will they do?

Do you think Cathy's
all right at the school?

Yes, I'm sure she's fine.

Do I sound very foolish to you?

Oh, no.

I keep seeing Dan's face.

And they have such big
windows at the school.

All the windows are broken
in Dan's bedroom.

All the windows!

Try not to think about that.

I wish I were a stronger person.

I lost my husband four
years ago, you know.

It's terrible how you depend on
someone else for strength, and then

suddenly all the strength
is gone, and you're alone.

I'd love to be able
to relax sometime.

I'd love to be able to sleep.

Do you think Cathy's all right?

Annie's there.

She'll be all right.

I'm not like this,
you know? Not usually.

I don't fuss and fret
about my children.

When Frank died...

You see, he understood the children.
He really understood them.

He had the knack of entering into their
world and becoming part of them.

That's a very rare talent.

Yes.

Oh, I wish, I wish,
I wish I could be like that.

I miss him.

Sometimes, even now, I wake up
in the morning and I think,

"I must get
Frank's breakfast."

And I get up, and there's a very
good reason for getting out of bed,

until, of course,

I remember.

I miss talking to him.

Cathy's a child,
of course, and Mitch...

Well, Mitch has his own life.

I'm glad he stayed here today.

I feel safer with him here.

Would you like to rest now?

No.

No, don't go.

I feel as if I don't
understand you at all,

and I want so
much to understand.

Why, Mrs. Brenner?

Because my son seems
to be very fond of you,

and I don't quite
know how I feel about it.

I don't even know
if I like you or not.

Is that so important,
your liking me?

Well, yes.
I think so.

Mitch is important to me.

I want to like
whatever girl he chooses.

And perhaps if you don't?

Well, then I don't think it'll
matter very much to anyone but me.

Oh, I think it would
also matter to Mitch.

Mitch has always done
exactly what he wanted to do.

But, you see,

I don't want to be left alone.

I don't think I could
bear to be left alone!

Oh, forgive me.

This business with the
birds has upset me.

I don't know what I'd do
if Mitch weren't here.

Why don't you try to sleep now, Mrs.
Brenner?

I wish I was stronger.

Do you think she's all right?

Do you think she's all
right at the school?

Would you like me to go for her?

Oh, I couldn't ask it.

Oh, I don't mind, really.

Would you?

I'd feel so much better.

I'll go right now.

Melanie?

Thanks for the tea.

I married my wife
in the month of June

Ristle-tee, rostle-tee
Now, now, now

I brought her home
by the light of the moon

Ristle-tee, rostle-tee
Hey, donnie-dostle-tee

Knickety-knackety
Rustical quality

Willow-tee, wallow-tee
Now, now, now

She combs her hair
but once a year

Ristle-tee, rostle-tee
Now, now, now

With every stroke
She shed a tear

Ristle-tee, rostle-tee
Hey, donnie-dostle-tee

Rustical quality
Ristle-tee, rostle-tee

Now, now, now

I brought her home
by the light of the moon

Ristle-tee, rostle-tee
Hey, donnie-dostle-tee

Knickety-knackety
Rustical quality

Willow-tee, wallow-tee
Now, now, now

She combed her hair
but once a year

Ristle-tee, rostle-tee
Now, now, now

With every stroke
She shed a tear

Ristle-tee, rostle-tee
Hey, donnie-dostle-tee

Knickety-knackety
Rustical quality

Willow-tee, wallow-tee
Now, now, now

She swept up her floor
but once a year

Ristle-tee, rostle-tee
Now, now, now

She said that brooms
were much too dear

Ristle-tee, rostle-tee
Hey, donnie-dostle-tee

Knickety-knackety
Rustical quality

Willow-tee, wallow-tee
Now, now, now

She churns the butter
in her dad's old boot

Ristle-tee, Rostle-tee
Now, now, now

And for a dash
She'd use her foot

Ristle-tee, rostle-tee
Hey, donnie-dostle-tee

Knickety-knackety
Rustical quality

Willow-tee, wallow-tee
Now, now, now

The butter it came out
all grizzle-y gray

Ristle-tee, rostle-tee
Now, now, now

The cheese it took
legs and ran away

Ristle-tee, rostle-tee
Hey, donnie-dostle-tee

Knickety-knackety
Rustical quality

Willow-tee, wallow-tee
Now, now, now

She let the critter get away

Ristle-tee, rostle-tee
Hey, donnie-dostle-tee

Knickety-knackety
Rustical quality

Willow-tee, wallow-tee
Now, now, now

I asked my wife
to wash the floor

Ristle-tee, rostle-tee
Now, now, now

She gave me my hat
and she showed me the door

Ristle-tee, rostle-tee
Hey, donnie-dostle-tee

Knickety-knackety
Rustical quality

Now, now, now

I married my wife
in the month of June

Ristle-tee, rostle-tee
Now, now, now

I brought her home
by the light of the moon

Ristle-tee, rostle-tee
Hey, donnie-dostle-tee

Knickety-knackety
Rustical quality

Willow-tee, wallow-tee
Now, now, now

She combed her hair
but once a year

Ristle-tee, rostle-tee
Hey, donnie-dostle-tee

Knickety-knackety
Rustical quality

Willow-tee, wallow-tee
Now, now, now

Ristle-tee, rostle-tee
Now, now, now

All right, children. Now, please
put your song books away,

then stand up
alongside your desks.

We'll go out for recess as
soon as everybody gets ready.

We are not going
into the playground

until everybody
has quieted down.

Close that door. Quickly.
Please. What?

What is it?
Look.

We've got to get
the children out of here.

All right, children. Now, quiet.

Quiet. Miss Daniels
would like to see

how we conduct ourselves
during a fire drill.

I would like you to show her how
quiet and obedient you can be.

Oh, we're going
out of school now.

Leave school?

We want those of you who live
nearby to go directly home.

Home?

I want the rest of you to go down
the hill all the way to the hotel.

Now, is that clear?

Yes, Miss Hayworth.

Melanie?

I want you to go as
quietly as possible.

Do not make a sound
until I tell you to run.

Then run as quickly as you can.

Now, does everybody understand?

Yes, Miss Hayworth.

All right, John,
you lead the way.

Cathy! Cathy!

Well, Daddy, there
were hundreds of them.

No, I'm not hysterical.

I'm trying to tell you this
as calmly as I know how.

All right, Daddy.
Yes, Daddy.

Well, just now.
Not 15 minutes ago.

At the school.

No, I don't. Just a minute.
What's the name of the school?

Just the Bodega Bay School.

The Bodega Bay School.

Well, I don't know how
many children, 30 or 40.

No, the birds didn't attack until the
children were outside the school.

Help you,
Mrs. Bundy?

I need some change,
Mr. Carter.

Crows, I think.

Well, I don't know, Daddy.

Is there a difference between
crows and blackbirds?

There is very definitely
a difference, miss.

Thank you.

They're different, Daddy.

Well, I think these were crows.

Well, yes.
Hundreds of them.

Yes, they attacked the children.
Attacked them!

Well, I don't know when, but I
simply can't leave now, Daddy.

All right.
Yes. Good-bye.

They're both perching birds, of
course, but quite different species.

The crow is Corvus brachyrhynchos,

and the blackbird is
Euphagus cyanocephalus.

Thank you.

You have the number
at the Fawcett farm?

Right here in this book, miss.

I can't see that it makes
any difference, Mrs. Bundy.

Crows or blackbirds,

if the school was attacked,
that's pretty serious.

I hardly think
that either species

would have sufficient intelligence
to launch a massed attack.

Their brainpans are
not big enough to...

I just came from
the school, madam.

I don't know anything about
their brainpans, but...

Well, I do.
I do know.

Ornithology happens
to be my avocation.

Birds are not aggressive
creatures, miss.

They bring beauty
into the world.

It is mankind, rather, who...

Sam! Three southern fried chicken.

Baked potato on all of them.

Yes, may I speak to
Mitch Brenner, please?

Yes, I'll wait.

It is mankind, rather,
who insists upon

making it difficult for life
to exist upon this planet.

Now, if it were
not for the birds...

Mrs. Bundy, you don't
seem to understand.

This young lady said there
was an attack on the school.

Impossible!
Oh, Mitch?

Oh, I'm glad I caught you.

Something terrible has...

It's the end of the world!

Two Bloody Marys, Deke.

What actually
happened at the school?

Bunch of crows
attacked the school kids.

It's the end of the world.
"Thus saith the Lord God"

"unto the mountains and the hills,"

"and the rivers and the valleys."

"Behold I, even I,"

"shall bring a sword upon you,"

"and I will devastate your high places."

Ezekiel, chapter six.

"Woe unto them that rise
up early in the morning,"

"that they may
follow strong drink."

Isaiah, chapter five.
It's the end of the world.

I hardly think a few birds are going
to bring about the end of the world.

These weren't a few birds.

I didn't know there were
many crows in Bodega Bay

this time of year.

The crow is a permanent
resident throughout its range.

In fact, during our Christmas
count, we recorded...

How many gulls did you count, Mrs.
Bundy?

Which gulls, Mr. Sholes?
There are several varieties.

The ones who've been playing
devil with my fishing boats.

Have you had trouble with gulls?

One of my boats did, last week.

This young lady was hit
by a gull only Saturday.

Deke, I'm still waiting
for those Bloody Marys.

Coming right up.

Could you ask them to lower
their voices, please?

They're frightening
the children.

A whole flock of gulls nearly
capsized one of my boats.

Practically tore
the skipper's arm off.

You're scaring the kids.
Keep it low.

All right.

Yeah, well,
he's scaring me, too.

Are you trying to
say that all these...

Nah, that sounds
impossible, Sebastian.

Deke, look, I'm just telling you
what happened to one of my boats.

The gulls were after
your fish, Mr. Sholes.

Really, let's be
logical about this.

What were the crows
after at the school?

What do you think
they were after? Miss...

Daniels. I think they
were after the children.

For what purpose?

To kill them.

Why?

I don't know why.

I thought not.

Birds have been on this
planet, Miss Daniels,

since Archaeopteryx,
140 million years ago.

Doesn't it seem odd that
they'd wait all that time

to start a war against humanity?

No one called it a war.

Scotch, light on the water.

You and Mr. Sholes seem
to be implying as much.

Who said anything about a war?
All I said, some gulls...

- Want some more coffee?
- No.

...came down on
one of my boats.

They could have been after the
fish, just like you said.

The Captain should have
shot at them. Huh?

Gulls are scavengers,
anyway. Most birds are.

Get yourselves guns and wipe
them off the face of the Earth!

That would hardly be possible.

Why not,
Mrs. Bundy?

Because there are 8,650 species

of birds in the world
today, Mr. Carter.

It is estimated that
5,750,000,000 birds

live in the United States alone.

The five continents
of the world...

Kill them all. Get rid
of the messy animals.

...probably contain
more than 100 billion birds.

It's the end of the world.

Those gulls must have
been after the fish.

Of course!

Hurry up, children.
Finish your lunch.

Are the birds
gonna eat us, Mommy?

Hell, maybe we're all getting a
little carried away by this.

Admittedly, a few birds
did act strange,

but that's no reason
to believe that...

I keep telling you,
this isn't a few birds.

These are gulls,
crows, swifts...

I have never known birds of different
species to flock together.

The very concept
is unimaginable.

Why, if that happened,
we wouldn't have a chance!

How could we possibly
hope to fight them?

We couldn't, you're right.

You're right,
Mrs. Bundy.

What's the matter?
Something wrong out here?

We're fighting a war, Sam.

A war? Against who?

Against birds!

I'm glad you all think
this is so amusing.

You've frightened the children
half out of their wits.

If the young lady said

she saw the attack at a school,
why don't you believe her?

What attack? Who
attacked the school?

Birds did. Crows.

You're all sitting
around here debating!

What do you want them to do next?
Crash through that window?

Mommy!

Shh. Put on your coat.

Why don't you all go home,
lock your doors and windows?

What's the fastest
way to San Francisco?

The freeway, ma'am.

How do I find it?

I'm going out that way, lady.
You can follow me.

Well, then let's leave now.

Haven't finished my drink yet.

I got here as fast as I could.
Where's Cathy?

She's with Annie.
She's all right.

Al, why aren't you over at the
school, where the attack was?

'Cause I just got back from Dan
Fawcett's place, that's why.

He was killed
last night by birds.

What?

Now, hold it, Mitch. You
don't know that for a fact.

What are the facts,
Mr. Malone?

The Santa Rosa Police
think it's a felony murder.

They think a burglar broke in,
killed him.

How do you explain the dead
birds all over the floor?

Santa Rosa Police figure they got
in after the old man was killed.

Were the Santa Rosa Police
at your school today?

Are you coming?

Now take it easy, lady.

There isn't a bird
anywhere in sight!

"Look at the birds of the air.
They do not sow or reap."

"Yet your heavenly Father
feeds them."

Say, something like this happened
in Santa Cruz last year.

The town was just
covered with seagulls.

Will you please
finish your drink?

That's right, sir.
I recall it.

A large flock of seagulls
got lost in a fog,

and headed into the town
where all the lights were.

They made some mess, too, smashing
into buildings and everything.

They always make a mess.

The point is that no one
seemed to be upset about it.

They were all gone next morning,

just as though nothing
at all had happened.

Poor things.

I'm leaving!
Are you coming?

All right, all right!

Well, hope you folks
figure this thing out!

It's the end of the world!

I better get back to the cannery.
What do I owe you, Deke?

Sebastian, hold it a minute.

I don't want to be
an alarmist about this...

No one ever said
you were, Mitch.

I think we're in real trouble.

I don't know how
this started, or why,

but I know it's here and
we'd be crazy to ignore it.

To ignore what?
The "bird war"?

Yes, the "bird war."

The bird attack, plague...
Call it what you like,

they're massing
out there someplace,

and they'll be back.
You can count on it.

Ridiculous.

Come here.

Unless we do
something right now,

unless we get Bodega Bay
on the move, they...

Look, Mitch.

Even if this is true,
even if all the birds...

Don't you believe it's true?

No, Mitch, frankly I don't.

There's no reason. I...

Well, it's happening.
Isn't that a reason?

I like Bodega Bay as
well as the next man...

Fine, then help me.

You're an important man in this town.
If you help, they all will.

Help how? What do you want to do?

Mrs. Bundy said something about Santa Cruz.

About seagulls
getting lost in a fog

and flying in
towards the lights.

We don't have fog this time of year!

Make our own fog!

How do you figure to do that?

We can use smoke pots,
the way the Army uses them.

Look!

They're attacking again. Melanie,
you stay in here. Come on, Al!

Look out!

Look at the gas. That
man's lighting a cigar!

Hey, you! Watch out!
Don't drop that match!

Get out of there!

Mister, run!
Watch out!

Look out! Look out!
Watch out!

Hey!

Why are they doing this?

They said when you got here,
the whole thing started!

Who are you?
What are you?

Where did you come from?

I think you're the cause
of all this.

I think you're evil! Evil!

Oh, God!

I think they're going!

We can get Cathy at Annie's now.

The crows again.
Shh!

Come on.

Oh, no. Stay here.
Stay here.

Cathy! Where's Cathy?

Mitch, don't!

Oh, don't leave
her there, Mitch.

Come on.

Shh!

When we got back from
taking Michele home,

we heard the explosion

and we went outside
to see what it was.

All at once
the birds were everywhere!

All at once
she pushed me inside,

and they covered her!

Annie...
She pushed me inside!

Give me another one, darling.

How long have they
been gathering there?

Oh, about 15 minutes.

Seems like a pattern,
doesn't it?

They strike, then disappear,
and then start massing again.

Doesn't look so very
different, does it?

A little smoke hanging
over the town, otherwise...

You want to try
your father again?

No, I tried a little while ago.
The phone's dead.

- Still got power, haven't we?
- Yes.

Mitch, I'm getting something on the radio.

Come on.

I can't get any of
the local stations.

I think this is San Francisco.

"...and the work of a team of
professionals." End quote.

In Bodega Bay early this
morning, a large flock of crows

attacked a group of children who were
leaving the school during a fire drill.

One little girl was seriously injured

and taken to the hospital
in Santa Rosa,

but the majority of
children reached safety.

We understand there was
another attack on the town,

but this information
is rather sketchy.

So far, no word has come through

to show if there have
been further attacks.

On the national scene today,
in Washington...

Well, is that all?

I'll have to get some more wood in.
Mustn't let this fire go out.

Did you get the windows
in the attic, Mitch?

Yes, I got them all, dear.

When do you think they'll come?

I don't know.

If there are bigger birds, Mitch,
they'll get into the house.

Well, it's just a chance
we'll have to take.

Maybe we ought to leave.

No, not now! Not while
they're massing out there.

When?

We'll just see what happens.

Where will we go?
I don't know.

I think we're safe
here for the time being.

Let's get the wood in now.

What happens when
you run out of wood?

I don't know! We'll
break up the furniture.

You don't know!

You don't know! When will you know?
When we're all dead!

If only your father were here...

I'm sorry.
I'm sorry, Mitch.

Make yourself some
coffee, won't you?

"In assuming
the tasks of the presidency,"

"I said that few
generations..."

Where are they heading?

Somewhere inland.

Santa Rosa?

Maybe.

Come on.
Let's get the wood.

Mitch? Can I bring
the lovebirds in here?

No!

But, Mom, they're in a cage.

They're birds, aren't they?

Let's leave them in the
kitchen, huh, honey?

Mitch, why are they
doing this, the birds?

We don't know, honey.

Why are they trying
to kill people?

I wish I could say.

I'm sick, Melanie.

I want to...

I'll go with you.

They're going.

Mitch?

Oh, Mitch!

Get Cathy and Lydia out of here.

Melanie! Melanie!

Melanie!

Oh, poor thing!
Poor thing!

Listen, get some water, bandages,
and antiseptic. Quickly!

Bandages. It's terrible.

Cathy, get some brandy.

No, no, no!
No, no, it's all right.

No, it's all right, it's
all right, it's all right.

It's all right.
It's all right. No.

Cathy, get the lamp.

We've got to get her to a hospital.

We can't, Mitch. There's
no place we can go.

There's San Francisco.

We'd never make it.

We have to try.

We'll go by way
of Bay Hill Road.

Then we don't have
to go through town.

We can't stay here.
She needs help!

I'm frightened.
Terribly frightened.

I don't know
what's outside there.

We better get started
before another attack comes.

We'll take Melanie's car. That'll
be faster than the truck.

Can you finish the bandaging?

I'll try.

All right.

Mitch? See if you can get
anything on the car radio.

The bird attacks have subsided
for the time being.

Bodega Bay seems to be the center,

though there are reports of minor attacks

on Sebastopol and a few on Santa Rosa.

Bodega Bay has been
cordoned off by roadblocks.

Most of the townspeople
have managed to get out,

but there are still some
isolated pockets of people.

No decision has been arrived at yet
as to what the next step will be,

but there's been some discussion as
to whether the military should go in.

It appears that the bird
attacks come in waves,

with long intervals between.

The reason for this
does not seem clear as yet.

Did you hear
anything on the radio?

It's all right.
Come on.

No. No!

Mitch?

Shh.

Stay there.

Can I bring the
lovebirds, Mitch?

They haven't harmed anyone.

All right.
Bring them.