All language subtitles for 30 - Follow That Witch Pt1

Mrs. Stephens? Yes?

I'm Harriet Kravitz,
Abner's sister.

Oh! It's nice to meet
you, Miss Kravitz.

I just thought I'd
pop in to say hello

and return this saucepan
that Gladys borrowed.

Please come in.

Do excuse the mess.

Oh, that's okay.
You go right ahead.

Abner's taken Gladys to spend a
couple of weeks with her mother.

How nice.

Well, not for Abner. He
can't stand her mother.

That's why he's
driving back tomorrow.

I'm gonna be keeping house
for him while Gladys is gone.

Oh, well, if there's
anything I can do to help,

you just call me.

Oh, I will.

Gladys has told
me a lot about you,

Mrs. Stephens.

Oh, really?

Oh, nothing bad, you understand.

Just what a good neighbor
you are. Nothing else at all.

Glad to hear it.

Anyway, I'm a person

who likes to judge
people for themselves.

Do you always paint
in the living room?

Well, Tabatha's asleep upstairs.

I just wanted to be
near her if she cried.

Oh, you'll never get two coats
of paint out of that little can.

No?

Not unless you're
some kind of a magici...

What I mean is...
I was gonna say,

you won't even get
one coat of paint.

That's what I was gonna say.

Well, that's too bad.

I'll just have to
work it out somehow.

Thanks for bringing the
saucepan, Miss Kravitz.

You can put it down over there.

Cute.

Isn't that silly?

I walked out with the saucepan.

The chair shrunk.

It wasn't Sanforized.

Um... Oh, uh...

Miss Kravitz,
surely you don't think

that that's the chair
you saw a minute ago.

I like them. I like
them very much.

Thank you, Mr. Robbins.

As a matter of fact, I
like your entire campaign.

I think the Robbins Baby Food
Company and McMann & Tate

can do business, Darrin.

Right, George?

The campaign could
be quite effective.

Good. We'll start to
work on it right away.

No, I'd like to defer our
final decision for 10 days.

Ten days?

You need that much time?

Mmm.

Well, I guess that's
about it, gentlemen.

I may be president
of the company,

but Mr. Barkley's in
charge of advertising.

And I believe

in giving my executives
a completely free hand.

Very commendable
attitude, I'm sure.

George has only been
with us two months.

But he's a young man, new ideas.

He's really been shaking
up us old fuddy-duddies.

I'll contact you in 10 days.

Uh, thank you.

Uh, George is a cautious man

and probably just
wants time to think.

I'm sure we can
do business, Darrin.

I hope so.

All right. What did you find
out about Darrin Stephens?

Well, I've been
shadowing him for a week.

I also dug into his past.

Mr. Barkley... he's
as clean as a whistle.

You didn't uncover any vices?

Can't win them all.

It seems too good to be true.

Mr. Barkley, nobody's got a
nose for dirt like Charlie Leach.

And let me tell you...

this guy makes Mickey Mouse
seem like Jack the Ripper.

Can I have my money now?

You'll get paid when
the job is finished.

Finished?

You want me to investigate
this Stephens some more?

No. His wife.

Why?

Leach, this company
sells baby food.

It is imperative that the
character of our representatives

be wholesome, unblemished
and, above all, normal.

This applies to their wives too.

I'll start with the neighbors.

They usually clam up.

But sometimes you
come up with a live one.

Do you want me to start at the
beginning or just hop around?

Any way you like, lady.

Well... I've only seen
one unusual thing,

but Gladys, my
sister-in-law, has told me

of many, many odd occurrences.

At first I thought she
might be exaggerating,

but now I'm sure she
was telling the truth.

Oh... go ahead.

You see, the credit
company I work for

is interested in anything
you've got to say.

Well... there was the
time she made the baby fly.

The baby wanted to go by train?

No, she didn't put
the baby on a plane.

She just made it fly upstairs.

And then she had these
green square spots.

And Gladys saw an
ostrich in the living room.

And... Am I going
too fast for you?

She saw an ostrich

in Mrs. Stephens' living room?

And an elephant.
A baby elephant.

I think that came later.

She turned this old
man into an elephant.

Of course, evidently, there was
something funny about him too.

He was a wizard who
made flowers dance.

Your sister-in-law
told you all this?

Yes.

But I believe
everything she said.

She also gave her
husband this long nose

and this funny hair...
Where are you going?

I've got more than
enough to go on.

But there's much more.

Don't you want to hear

about when the bottom
half of her disappeared?

Uh, some other time.

Now, you just go to sleep,

and Mommy's gonna plant
some pretty flowers in the garden.

Yeah.

Pansies and roses,

and all sorts of things
will be growing here.

Ah.

Oh, dear.

That's better.

Hi there.

You must be the
little lady of the house.

No, she's asleep
in her carriage.

I'm Mrs. Stephens.

Always did like a
dame... I mean, a lady...

With a good sense of humor.

You can wipe that worried
look off your pretty little face.

I ain't selling nothing.

I'm doing a little
consumer research

on bottle tops.

Well, I'd like to help you,

but I really am
rather busy right now.

Oh, this will just take a jiff.

Before I get your
opinion on tops,

I'd like some
information about your...

Did I miss a spot?

Were you working on this
when I rang your doorbell?

No. I was out back, gardening.

Gardening?

Mmm. I like to make things grow.

Now, I really would
love to help you,

so could we get on with this?

Oh. Oh, sure. Sure, lady.

Ah.

Hmm.

Hey, this is quite a
place you've got here.

Thanks.

All paid for?

Does that affect
my qualification

to judge bottle tops?

You don't have to hide
anything from me, Mrs. Stephens.

Everything you tell
me is strictly on the QT.

Thanks.

Is that your kid?

No. We rent her by the month.

Funny!

Oh, uh, I have this
questionnaire here

that I have to fill out.

Hmm.

Do you drink?

Well, yes, from time to...

Does it really ask that?

Uh, you don't have to
answer if you don't want to.

I can see you take a belt...

I mean, a drink... sometimes.

The red nose is a
dead giveaway, huh?

Oh, I noticed the
booze over there.

You do, don't you?

Only with my meals.

"Drinks... with... meals."

Mm-hm.

Mostly at breakfast.

You drink at breakfast?

Doesn't everyone?

I mean, it was a bit
of a problem at first.

Problem?

Yes. I didn't know

whether you should drink red
wine or white wine with oatmeal.

So I finally compromised
and settled on Scotch.

Breakfast is my favorite meal.

I see.

Any more questions?

I wondered if you
had any other hobbies

apart from making things grow,

like, Bridge, knitting, golf,

magic... Magic?

How'd that get in there?

A lot of people go in for
magic tricks in their spare time.

Have you been talking
to Harriet Kravitz?

Never heard of her.

Excuse me.

All righty, Tabatha.
Don't you cry anymore.

We'll just take a
little walk over here.

And then everything
will be all right.

Yes, it will.

Good.

And then there was the time

she made three
dresses in 10 seconds.

That was after her husband
became a chimpanzee.

Or was that before? Gladys
told me so many things.

Aren't you gonna
write all this down?

I ran out of paper an hour ago.

Oh, I can get some more.

Ah, I got writer's cramp.

Oh, do you mind if I have
another cup of coffee?

Oh. Right away.

Is it okay if I use your phone?

You go right ahead.

I'd like to call my wife.

She worries about me.

Hello, Charmaine. Charlie here.

I didn't think it
was Rock Hudson.

Now, look, honey, I'm about
to wrap up the wildest case

in my whole career.

Whoopee! Boston
Blackie has done it again.

I just called to tell
you I'd be late tonight.

And what do you expect me to do?

Sit in this dump and
watch the wallpaper peel?

What kind of a life do you
think this is for me, Charlie?

I'll tell you what
kind of a life it is.

It's a drag.

Now, you'd better get home,

or it's goodbye, Charlie.

But you don't understand.

If I come back to Mr. Barkley
with something hot,

he's liable to put me
on a permanent retainer.

Then I can get you all them furs
and jewels you've always wanted.

Don't give me that jazz.

I'm still trying to get
the green off my finger

from your wedding ring.

Look, Charmaine, don't
give me a hard time.

I've had a rough day.

I've been thrown
by a rocking chair

and attacked by a soda bottle.

Charlie... do yourself a favor.

Get off the sauce.

I can't wait until Abner
comes home tomorrow,

so you can tell him
everything you've seen.

Abner never believed
Gladys, you know.

You do believe her, don't you?

Now, look, lady, let
me put it this way.

I've got an open mind.

I don't know what's
going on over there,

but my nose smells
something weird about her.

My only casserole.

Well...

Arggh!

Sam, are you sure it was
the same man both times?

Positive.

I don't get it. Why would
anyone be interested in you?

I'm sure you don't mean
that the way it sounded.

You know what I mean.

Yes.

Maybe he was just nosy.

Yeah, but why would
anybody be snooping around?

Did anything strange happen
when he was in the house?

Oh, I wouldn't say that.

Maybe I better call the police

and have them keep
an eye on the house,

just in case he comes back.

Oh, I don't think that
will be necessary.

I'm sure we've
seen the last of him.

Oh, what makes you so sure?

Well...

Suppose you tell me
exactly what happened.

Suppose I just give
you the highlights.

Why don't you do that?

The big thing was
the baby carriage.

The baby carriage?

I made it jump up and down.

Well, that doesn't sound so bad.

He was under it at the time.

Sam, how many
times have I told you...

Darrin, I don't like

anyone sneaking
around Tabatha's carriage.

You are right.

And if you see him

sneaking around Tabatha
or her carriage again,

you have my permission

to use any sort of
witchcraft you like.

Does that make you
feel better? Much.

Good.

Now, why don't
you finish dinner?

I've got about half
an hour's work.

Okay.

Oh, great.

What?

I just remembered, I left
the car with the top down.

You go ahead
and work. I'll do it.

Don't you think
that nose of yours

has been a little
overworked today?

I wasn't going to use my nose.

What, then? My feet.

Feet?! Mm-hm.

It's an old-fashioned
trick called walking.

Easy when you
get the hang of it.

That's my girl.

Thank you.

Welcome.

Okay, baby carriage.

Move.

Pretty please. Move.

Aw, come on.

Pretty please.

Pretty please!

Ugh! I did it! I did it!

Hi there.

All right.

Just what are you after?

Uh, uh... Oh, my cat escaped,

and I thought I
saw it come in here.

What's your cat's name?

Uh, my cat's name... Oh!
Pussy. Pussy. That's it.

Here, Pussy, Pussy, Pussy.

Here, Pussy,
Pussy, Pussy, Pussy.

Where are you, Pussy?

Look.

I don't know who you
are or what you want.

But I think I ought
to warn you...

if you ever come
near this house again,

some terrible things
are gonna happen to you.

Now, look, lady. You
better listen to me.

I know who you are. I
just ain't sure what you are.

But one thing you better know:

Charlie Leach is used to
all sorts of danger, see?

And nothing you
can do can scare me.

You want to bet?

Forget it, lady.

I don't scare easy.

And right now,

I'm gonna go out there
and call a taxi, and go home.

My pussycat may be there by now.

Taxi!

Tax... iii... Arggh!

Get a grip on yourself, kid.

Try and think what James
B-B-B-B-Bond would do

in a situation like this.

He'd keep calm. That's what.

So...

keep... calm.

Help!

Help!

Help!

Why are you wearing
that ridiculous muffler?

Oh. You'd be wearing a
muffler too, Mr. Barkley,

if you had spent
all night on a ledge

outside of an office
40 stories high.

What were you doing there?

If you let me finish,

you'll see the
pieces fall together.

At 11:47,

I looked into the window
of the Stephens' residence...

and I observed a tiny
rocking chair, 4 inches tall.

Ten seconds later,

I was admitted into
the Stephen" residence

and now saw the chair full size.

Upon subtle questioning

about the change in
the size of the chair,

Mrs. Stephens admitted

that she, quote, "liked to
make things grow," unquote.

Well... my trained
investigator's mind

put two and two together,

and I came up with the answer.

Five?

Sir...

I deduced that there
was something very queer

about Mrs.
Stephens... until 11:53,

when I was left
alone with said chair,

upon which I proceeded
to investigate further.

Now, when I lowered
my person onto the chair,

it acted in a very
aggressive manner

and deliberately
threw me to the floor.

At the same time,

I was viciously attacked
by a soda bottle.

Now, since I had changed
my opinion of Miss Kravitz,

I repaired to her house

to further observe the
Stephens' residence.

Now, being a man
of thoroughness,

and being trained to disregard
physical danger to my person,

I reentered the
Stephens residence

at exactly 1:15
p.m... at which time

I observed Mrs. Stephens
break a dish into numerous pieces

And then, with some
strange gesture...

put the pieces into
a whole dish again.

And exactly one minute later

I was attacked by
her baby carriage,

which pounced up and
down on my abdomen,

causing me great
physical anguish.

Well, sir... it
was at this point

that my suspicions
were confirmed.

So are mine, Leach. So are mine.

Miss Perkins,

if Mr. Leach is not out of
my office in 10 seconds,

have the guards evict him.

Go on. Admit it.

You blew another
job, didn't you?

Got all tanked up and blew it.

Charmaine... I ain't
had a belt in three days.

He just wouldn't listen.

What did I do to deserve this?

I thought I was
marrying Peter Gunn.

Instead I end up
with Peter Rabbit.

I ain't no rabbit.

To think, I gave up a promising
career in show business

for this.

Oh, Charmaine, knock it off.

You was an
usherette at the Bijou.

I was second runner-up
to Miss Grapefruit of 1956.

1951!

Please.

I don't want to dwell
on your past glories.

So you want to talk
about my future?

You expect me to
spend the rest of my life

sitting in this dump?

Look, I know
this ain't the Ritz,

but it certainly ain't no dump.

Oh. Looks like the
first act of La Bohème.

La what?

La Bohème.

It's an opera,
stupid. I saw it on TV.

That's all I gotta do. Watch TV.

Boy, some life I got.

Now, look, honey.

I know we ain't exactly
living the life of Riley.

But things are
gonna change soon.

I promise you.

You just stick with me,

and you're gonna be
dripping in mink and jewels.

Sure I will.

You're going to
get your witch friend

to make them out
of pumpkins, right?

Charmaine... I swear I saw her
do everything I told you she did.

Then you've got no
problem, have you?

Just get her to witch up all
those things you promised me.

The goose that
laid the golden egg!

What?

I've got to go out.

Where?

To see our goose.

What?

Charmaine, we got us a goose!

I wish someone would tell
me what I done to deserve this.

All righty, Tabatha,

we'll go for a little ride.

There we are.

And then you can stay here...

Don't go away.

I don't believe it.

Lady, you better believe it.

You'd better start
being nice to me

or you'll be in
a lot of trouble.

May I come in?

Just who are you anyway?

Uh, let me in for one minute,
and I'll tell you all about it.

I figure as soon as
you know who I am,

you'll see things my way.

Okay. You have one minute.

Thank you.

Hi, kid.

Ah, koochie-koochie-
koochie-koo.

You stay away from her.

Take it easy, lady.

There's no reason why you and
me can't become real good friends.

I can think of several.

Now, you got it all wrong, lady.

You know, we could
become real good friends

because we could
help each other.

You know, you do
something for me,

and I do something
for you... right?

What could you
possibly do for me?

Let's start with what
you're gonna do for me.

Lady... you're gonna
make me a member

of the idle rich.

I don't know what
you're talking about.

Also... you have
used up 30 seconds.

Okay, I'll get to the point.

I have proof that
you're a full-blooded,

cauldron-stirring witch.

And if you don't
give me what I want,

I'm gonna blow
the whistle on you.