All language subtitles for Alfred Hitchcock s01e08 Our Cooks a Treasure.eng

Good evening.

No, I'm not drinking
on the job. Not for pleasure at any rate.

I am an amateur wine taster.

A friend suspects that someone
has been tampering with his wine.

Of course, there's no use
going through the trouble of a laboratory test...

when any
self-respecting gourmet can detect impurities.

Nothing wrong here.

A very fine Burgundy,
a Romani Conti, I would say.

This is Muscatel.
Homemade, no doubt.

The do-it-yourself craze
knows no bounds.

Something foreign
has been added.

A large quantity, too.

Anyone could have detected.

But exactly what?

I have it. Arsenic.

I wish I had more.
It's very good, really.

That is, if you like
a very dry wine.

While you wait to see
what possible effect this may have on me...

you may watch
our dramatization of one of Dorothy L. Sayers' stories.

(Ralph)
Good morning, Mrs. Sutton.

Mrs. Montgomery isn't
feeling very well this morning.

Oh, she overdoes.
That's the whole trouble.

I tell her, if she'd only
try to rest occasionally....

She's got too much
nervous energy, that's all.

You might take up
a cup of cocoa to her later.

Why, she'd have a fit
if I do.

It's coffee
or nothing for her.

What's the latest development
on the foreign aid program, Mrs. Sutton?

(Mrs. Sutton)
I beg your pardon?

Is the market holding steady,
or is it the race results?

If you object to me
glancing at your paper, Mr. Montgomery--

Glance at it, read it,
memorize it.

Why, you couldn't get it
in this condition short of wrapping fish in it.

I'm sure the news is
no different just because of an extra crease or two.

No. But my disposition is.

Don't know why a woman
can't understand that a man likes his paper...

in a virginal condition.

Here's your cocoa.

And don't think you can
charm me out of it just because you make...

the best cup of cocoa
east of the Mississippi.

Would you like lamb curry
with chutney for your dinner tonight?

Why, Mrs. Sutton,
you've sold your soul to the devil.

How did you know that
I had no resistance to lamb curry?

Just 'cause I'm new here
doesn't mean that I don't know what's what.

What is what?
Darling.

Darling, I thought I told you
to stay in bed this morning.

You've got to take better care
of yourself. Doesn't she, Mrs. Sutton?

Darling, don't fuss at me
this morning.

Is the coffee ready,
Mrs. Sutton?

It will be perking
in a minute.

[sighing]
I'll try to last.

Darling, don't forget,
this is a night for my drama club.

Well, well. Has that
rolled around again?

I've been telling you
about it for two weeks.

If you'd only
pay attention, Ralph.

You're doing Summer and Smoke.

And you're going to play
the lead opposite Don Welbeck.

And you'll be as sensational
as you were last year. Okay?

You're always teasing me.

[doorbell buzzing]

Good Lord. Late again.

Bye, darling.
Take care of yourself.

Don't let Don Welbeck
turn your back to the audience.

You've got
a very nice husband.

[doorbell buzzing]

That's why I married him.

That's an educated elbow
you've got there.

This elbow is all that
keeps you from missing the 8:13 every morning.

What's the headline?

If you'd get up
a little earlier, you could read your own paper.

Mrs. Sutton gets to it first.

I spend all my time
putting it back together.

Earl Kramer
presents the news.

Crisis in French cabinet.

Well known jockey
suspended.

Illinois prison riot
quelled.

Police have new lead
on Mrs. Andrews. Who's Mrs. Andrews?

She's that housekeeper
who's been poisoning all those women.

Oh, that one.

She's got a pretty impressive
record, too.

Knocked off
three women in a row.

Strictly minor league.

I bet it will turn out
she mistook the arsenic for salt.

Very good, Ralph.
If I get the case, that's the defense I'll use.

But remind me never to buy
any real estate from you.

You're a con man at heart,
my boy.

Come on. Let's not
miss our train.

With reference
to your inquiry...

regarding the office building
located at....

Where was I?
"The office building located at"....

Oh, yes.

The Harbin Building.
You fill in the address.

Please be advised that
this office has...

an offer of $225,000.

Period.

Is something wrong,
Mr. Montgomery? What?

No. It's just
a little indigestion.

This office has a commitment
for a first-mortgage loan....

[gasps]

Mr. Montgomery!

Nothing.
It'll be all right.

Here. Let me help you.

Lie down a minute.

Mr. Brooks.

Mr. Brooks, can you come in?
Mr. Montgomery is sick.

Ralph.

What is it? What's wrong?
It's cramps.

Run down the hall
and get Doc Griffith. No.

It's nothing. It's just
indigestion.

I'll be all right
in a minute.

You are sure
it isn't your heart?

No, my heart is fine.
It's just cramps.

It wouldn't hurt
to have the doctor take a look at you.

No, I'd feel foolish
getting the doctor just for indigestion.

I'll be all right.

[panting]

I'm okay now.

Feeling better, darling?
I'm fine.

Isn't it time you were off
to the drama club?

I'm not going today.

You're not staying home
on account of me?

Yes, I am. I'm going to
take care of you.

But there's absolutely
nothing wrong with me.

The way
you and George Brooks talk, you'd think I was an invalid.

George phoned
while you were sleeping...

and he's very worried
about you.

Nonsense. You know how George
exaggerates everything.

Still, I think I should
stay home with you.

But what's Don Welbeck
going to do, rehearse with a chair?

Don't argue
with your old man, darling.

Look, Mrs. Sutton
will take very good care of me.

You run along.
I'm fit enough to do 18 holes.

Don't you dare!

[laughs]

All right.
Now, you run along.

I'll be all right.
I'll just putter around in the workshop.

(Ethel)
Ralph, I'm off.

[footsteps approaching]

Darling, did you buy
any weed killer lately...

or any spray
for the rose bushes?

No. Do we need some?
I'll order it.

No. But I just found a package
I don't remember buying.

In that old cupboard
of yours?

Darling, that's been
full of junk for years.

You really ought to
do something about that.

I'll probably find
a lot of surprises there.

And don't let Don Welbeck
turn your back to the audience.

Don't worry.
I'll take care of Don this time.

(Ethel)
Thanks for the lift, Don.

I'd invite you in
for a nightcap, but Ralph isn't feeling well.

(Don)
I understand. Some other time, then.

Goodnight, Ethel.

[door closing]

Hello, darling.

You're home early.

I was worried about you.
How are you feeling?

Good as new.
How'd the rehearsal go?

All right. Ralph,
you still look pale.

Well, dinner didn't sit
so well, I guess.

You didn't have
another attack? No.

But I had to eat some of
Mrs. Sutton's lamb curry...

to keep peace
in the family...

and I guess it was
a little too spicy for me. But I'm fine.

Darling, do you mind
if I watch the late show?

No.

Don't wait up for me.
All right.

*[music playing on TV]

Darling.

You know,
I've been thinking...

Mrs. Sutton's first month
with us is up tomorrow.

Is it really?
It seems much longer.

I was wondering
if we're completely satisfied with her.

I don't see how we could
do much better. She's a real find.

Yes. She is
an excellent cook-- I thought you liked her.

She certainly dotes on you.
Well, we get along fine.

It's just that....

I don't know.

You're not
still pouting about...

that silly old newspaper being
all wrinkled up, are you?

Well, it is very annoying.

Darling, you ought to be
ashamed of yourself.

I believe you're
getting crotchety.

Okay.

Do you have to watch this?
No.

He's got nothing but nerve.

(Ralph)
Read them and weep.

Dummy makes the drinks.
Very good.

I don't want to
hear you squeal, anyway.

(Brooks)
Where was that lead from?

(Doctor)
Desperation, I'd say.

Wouldn't have the king,
would you, George?

That's just blind,
dumb luck.

I'd rather be lucky
than good.

Hey, looks like a lay-down,
gentlemen.

[all groaning]

Hearts with the spades,
and the diamonds are all good.

Well, obviously,
this is not my week.

[men chattering]

(Kramer)
Hey, waiter.

Waiter, where's that drink?

Coming up.

You made it.

(Brooks)
You guys get away with murder.

Superior playing.

Speaking of murder...

I see they haven't caught up
with that Mrs. Andrews yet.

Ralph has a theory about that.
He thinks those poisonings were accidental.

Sure they were.

The woman's a psycho,
isn't she, Doc?

I am a doctor,
not a psychiatrist.

Of course, there weren't
any of the usual motives.

Greed, revenge,
fit of passion.

What is your opinion,
Doctor?

I only know what I read.

But the old girl
certainly seems unbalanced.

Her victims are all women.
All young and pretty.

But in the last case,
the husband was poisoned, too.

Although it wasn't enough
to kill him.

(Brooks)
What I can't understand is why they haven't found her yet.

It was over a month ago.

(Kramer)
This type runs to a pattern.

She probably got herself
another housekeeping job somewhere...

and she's lying low.

But wait until the next
full moon...

or whatever it is
that sets her off.

(Doctor)
Whose deal? I wonder if there are

(Kramer)
Yeah, there was one in the paper...

at the time
of the last murder...

about, I guess, about the 4th
or 5th of last month.

(Doctor)
Are we playing bridge or amateur detective?

Well, I think I'll call it
an evening. (all)

My wife isn't well,
as you know. I better go home.

Ralph, one more rubber.

Don't pay any attention
to the old bachelor. You've got a young, pretty wife...

and I don't blame you
for wanting to go home to her.

He doesn't know
how lucky he is.

Let's settle up
next week, shall we?

Sure.
You don't mind if I finish my drink, do you?

Ralph, give Ethel
my love, will you? Yes, I'll do that.

Good night, gentlemen.
(all) Good night, Ralph. See you.

Ethel.
(Ethel) Yes, dear.

Are you all right, darling?

Yes, I'm all right.
I just haven't been able to sleep.

I'm going to have
a cup of cocoa. Should I bring some up for you?

No, thank you.
A cup of cocoa might help that insomnia.

I'd like you to run
a quick test on this for me, please.

I can't say how quick
it'll be. What is it?

As a matter of fact,
it's cocoa. Cocoa?

Yes. There's been
some mix-up, and it might contain poison.

It would save time if we knew
what kind of poison you suspect.

Arsenic.
Just a minute.

It doesn't show up
in the spectrum at any rate.

Then there's no arsenic
in it?

Well, I wouldn't want to
say that for certain.

A sublethal dose
probably wouldn't show up anyway.

Let me understand this.

You mean there might be
arsenic in it, but not enough for a lethal dose?

That's a possibility.

Of course, over a period
of time, it's accumulative.

I didn't know that.

How long would it take you
to run a complete test?

Not more than an hour.

But I couldn't get to it
until this afternoon.

Will you do it as quickly
as you can, please? Here's my card.

And will you call me
as soon as it's finished?

All right, Mr. Montgomery.
Thank you.

Hello, darling.

Yes. I just wanted to see
how you were.

Oh, well, that's fine.

Look, darling, why don't you
call one of the girls and go out to lunch?

Yes. Well, the change
should do you good.

That's fine.

And look, tell Mrs. Sutton
not to fix anything for you.

Okay.

Bye, darling.

Here's that back issue
you asked for.

That's the woman
who poisoned all those people.

Yes. I was interested
in seeing what she looked like.

Just morbid curiosity.

I had an idea she was
a much older woman. I imagine she is.

What?
That's an old picture of her.

Why do you say that?

Mr. Montgomery, look at
that big hat with all those flowers on it...

and the style of the dress.
Nobody wears anything like that today.

How dated
would you say it is?

Fifteen years.
Perhaps more.

Add 15 years, 30 pounds.

Could be.

Do you recognize her?

No, I thought for a moment...

that I'd seen her before,
but, of course, that's ridiculous.

She gives me the jitters.

Mr. Brooks says
she poisons young women.

[phone ringing]

Hello.
Mr. Montgomery?

Yes.

Thank you. That's all for now.
And thanks for bringing the papers.

You are welcome.

Hello, yes.

Yes, this is Mr. Montgomery.

Never mind the details.
Was it poisoned or not?

All right. There was not
enough arsenic to be fatal.

But, as I told you earlier,
arsenic is accumulative.

I'd say that if you drank
that much every day for a week, it would kill you.

[dialing]

[ringing]

Yes.
Hello, Mrs. Sutton.

Let me talk to my wife
right away. I'm afraid you can't.

What do you mean
I can't?

She's not in.

No, I don't know
where she went.

She went out
just after you phoned this morning.

No, I don't know
where she went.

I didn't think
it was my place to ask.

Yes, Mr. Montgomery.
Tell Mr. Brooks I've had to leave early.

You're not sick again?

No. It's my wife.

I'm afraid something's
happened to her. I hope it's nothing serious.

[door slamming]

Ethel! Ethel!

(Ethel)
Yes, dear.

Are you all right?

Yes, I'm all right.

I will be down in a moment.
I was just taking a shower.

Mrs. Sutton,
I want you to leave.

But I'm just
getting dinner.

I don't want you
to get dinner, tonight or any other time!

I'm discharging you.
But why? What have I done that's wrong?

I think you know that
better than anybody else, Mrs. Sutton.

But it ain't fair.
You've got to give me notice.

You'll get a month's wages
in lieu of notice.

But I only done what I had to,
Mr. Montgomery.

You can't say that I never
took good care of you.

Yes. And you'd have
taken care of my wife, too, if I hadn't found out.

Well, I'm going to give you
an opportunity to leave.

But I won't guarantee
what action I'll take after you leave.

Your wife. I knew
the minute I'd seen her that there'd be trouble.

I know that type.
You can't trust any of them.

I want you out of this house
in 20 minutes, Mrs. Sutton. Is that clear?

I wouldn't stay here anyways.

Ethel.

Yes, dear.

Ralph, what are you doing
home so early? I didn't hear you come in.

Darling, are you sure
you're all right?

Of course I'm all right.
I just decided to take a nap...

instead of going out
for lunch.

What's wrong with Mrs. Sutton?

She stormed past me
like an avenging angel.

I just fired her.

You fired her?
Ralph, why?

She just hasn't worked out.
She's too unreliable.

I don't understand.
What's she done?

For one thing, she lied.

She said you were
out to lunch, and you were home all the time.

She misunderstood.
I told her not to bother to make lunch...

that I was going out,
and then I changed my mind.

Darling, you're getting
awfully jumpy lately.

[sighing]
Yes, my nerves are a little on edge these days.

It's that woman.
I can't wait to get her out of the house.

It's such a problem
getting a good housekeeper.

Well, she goes.

And the sooner, the better.

I'm leaving now.

I'm sorry.

Please believe me.
My nerves have been on edge lately.

If you'll just pay me
my wages. Yes, of course.

But, you see,
I would like to apologize...

and perhaps, you'd even
consider staying on.

Not where I'm not wanted.

But it was
all a misunderstanding.

I thought you were....
I mean....

Now that I've spoken to
my wife...

I know that she was
upstairs all the time.

Was she?

It's not my place
to tell you...

what's happening
behind your back.

What do you mean, Mrs. Sutton?

I mean your wife
and that young man that she's in the play with.

They made me lie for them,
and that's not what I was hired for, Mr. Montgomery.

Goodbye.

[door closing]

Welbeck?

Ethel.

Ethel.

Darling, what's the matter?
You're not ill again.

No, I'm not ill, but....

We got to do something
about these nerves of yours.

I made you
a nice cup of cocoa.

It will quiet you down.

That was a warm and touching
little fable, wasn't it?

The kind of story that
gets you right here.

About my wine-testing.

I'm afraid I was very much
mistaken about brand Z.

You will be relieved to hear
there was nothing wrong with it.

Nothing had been added.

You see, it wasn't wine.

It was mosquito spray.

The arsenic belonged there.

Apparently, the mosquitoes
prefer their spray very dry.

Next week
at this same time...

I shall invade
your living rooms again...

provided your television set
holds up.

Good night.

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