All language subtitles for Female.on.the.Beach.1955

They make me so nervous.

I thought you loved me.

I-I thought you meant
to go away with me!

How could you trick me?

Please don't go, Drummy.

How long do you think
we can go on like this?

You're worse than they are!

- I thought you loved me.
- I knew they didn't care...

Well, don't...
Don't just stand there!

You don't even deny it!
You can't!

Do you... Do you think she
will go to the police?

We can't allow that, you know.
Really, we can't.

Do you hear me, Drummy?

Why don't you answer me, Drummy?

I thought...
you loved me!

Oh, Drummy!

Drummy?

Drummy!

Drum...

Drummy?

D-Don't sulk, Drummy.

I won't go to the police.

Drummy, I'll...

I'm sorry!

D-Drummy?

Drummy.

Drummy...

Get this finished as quickly as you can.
Yes, ma'am, right away.

That's probably
Mrs. Markham now.

Mrs. Markham. Won't you come in?
Thank you.

I recognize you from your
pictures in the paper.

My luggage is in the car. Walter, would
you please see to Mrs. Markham's luggage?

You're probably wondering who I am.
I'm Amy Rawlinson.

Rawlinson's Real Estate?

"Beach properties our specialty!
Rawlinson's gives you your day in the sun!"

We spoke on the phone. Remember?
Yes. Yes, I do remember.

We didn't expect you
for a few days.

We wanted to get the place
cleaned up for you.

Mrs. Crandall
only left last night.

Mrs. Crandall?

Your tenant. The lady
who had this house.

I leased it to her
for your husband's estate.

I hope Mrs. Crandall was a good tenant.
Oh, yes.

A quiet, little old lady.
Very nice.

That's nice.

Would you like to see the kitchen?
Yes, I would.

I understand you've never seen the house.
That's right.

This is it!

Oh, I'm going to have
a lot of fun in here.

It's too bad
you never lived here.

Mr. Markham was very fond of this
house before you were married.

The dining room leads right
out onto the terrace too.

Mmm.

It's really a lovely place
with a divine view.

It is lovely... All that blue.

And, of course, your own
private beach and the pier.

That boat... Is that mine too?
No, that belongs to Drummy.

Who?

Drummond Hall,
one of the neighbors.

Mrs. Crandall
let him tie up there.

Since Mrs. Crandall doesn't live here
anymore, would you have him move it?

Yes, I'll tell him.

I should have told him before,

but with all the excitement with you
arriving and Mrs. Crandall leaving, I...

Was there any trouble? Trouble?

Getting her to leave.
Oh, no. Of course not.

Her lease was up two months ago. She
was just staying on from week to week.

What are those men
doing down there?

I don't know exactly. Something
to do with the government.

Let me show you
the rest of the house.

You don't have to sell it to me.

Even if I didn't own it, I'd buy
it because it is so lovely.

Mrs. Crandall had a maid who
came in four times a week.

I took the liberty of keeping her
on for you. How kind. Thank you.

That be all, Miss Rawlinson?
Yes. You can go.

Have Walter pick up the check at
my office, will you? Yes, ma'am.

- Bye.
- Good-bye.

Mrs. Crandall was a quiet,
little old lady, you said?

Oh, yes, very.

She must have left in a hurry.

Why do you say that?

The quiet, little old lady
forgot her pipe. Oh, that.

That must belong to Drummy.
I told you about him.

Mm-hmm. The neighbor.

He lives closer than I thought.
He also forgot his jacket.

He's always leaving
his things somewhere.

He's so careless.

He'll probably come around one
of these days, asking for them.

Miss Rawlinson, I don't
think I'd care for that.

Instead, why don't you just see
that everything's returned to him.

Certainly, if you like.

I didn't mean...
I'm sure you didn't.

You might look around for other
souvenirs while you're at it.

You know, toothbrushes,
shaving things.

There won't be anything
like that, I'm sure.

Well, I have
such a nasty imagination.

If you don't mind, I'd like
to be left alone with it.

Do you plan to stay here long.
Mrs. Markham?

I don't know. I... I came
here to sell the house.

Mrs. Crandall wasn't
a very good tenant.

I'm sorry I lied to you.

That's all right. I didn't believe you.
Good afternoon, Miss Rawlinson.

Good afternoon.

Mrs. Markham?

Lieutenant Galley,
Newport Police.

I came up the stairs
from the beach.

All right, why?
Don't you know?

About Mrs. Crandall?

All I know is that she left last night.
Yeah. She left this way.

A swan dive off the top
of a brandy bottle.

Dead?
Stone cold.

Any comment?

Yes. I'm... I'm getting
a new real estate agent.

Amy Rawlinson didn't
tell you about it, huh?

Well, in her business they never tell
anybody the sewer is stopped up.

You can't blame her
too much, Mrs. Markham.

How do you know who I am?

I'm a beach cop.

I go around all day with my hat
in my hands, sand in my shoes,

being polite to rich people with places like
this who come down here to have a good time,

get mad when you ask questions.

So I make it a point
of knowing all the answers.

I know all the answers
about you, Mrs. Markham.

I doubt that.

First name, Lynn.
Formerly a specialty dancer.

Married seven years ago
in Las Vegas to Ben Markham,

part-time owner of a gambling
joint, a full-time craps shooter.

Marriage
not a noticeable success,

probably because you couldn't
compete with the dice.

That last is only a guess,
but there's more.

Ben died about a year ago. You want me
to go on, or is that enough for a start?

That's enough for a finish.

However, I'll add to your file.

I have two sisters,

When we were little girls, we all
had to sleep in the same room.

It was a very small room.

I was never alone.

That was something
I grew up hungry for,

just to be alone, all by myself in
a great, big house like this one.

I think I'm being thrown out.

Just pushed a little.

Well, I... I don't mind being
pushed by a beautiful woman.

I just came up to get another
look at this terrace.

It's not a very good
diving board, is it?

Mrs. Crandall committed
suicide, didn't she?

That's what they say
down at the office.

You think differently?
I'm not paid to think.

I'm just supposed to go around
and get sand in my shoes.

If you don't mind, I'll go out through
the front door just for kicks.

Hey!

Hey, you!

Hey, you down there!

Morning!

Do you have to make all that
noise this early in the morning?

I do if you want this boat out of here.
I was told to move it.

- Did I wake you?
- You did. I'm wide awake.

Then you won't mind
if I finish what I'm doing.

I do mind. I want you to...

Well, good morning.

Oh, Mrs. Markham.

I-I'm Drummond Hall. I brought
you something... Peace offering.

Some fish I caught this morning.

The hibiscus I picked from
somebody's front yard down the road.

Ours didn't bloom this year.
Much too damp.

What are you doing here,
besides waking people up?

Well, whenever I wake up a beautiful
girl I always give her breakfast.

Anyway, I'm the only one who can make this
thing operate. You see, there's a leg missing.

Here.
There's the magic.

How do you like your coffee?
Alone.

Strong coffee.

I'll bet all your friends say...

you have a wonderful way
with people.

Yeah, and they're right.
People like me.

Well, not everybody.

Well, it takes all kinds.

There we are. You, uh,
like to go fishing?

No.

Well, uh, skin diving, maybe.

We could, uh... We could
go for lobsters.

I don't like lobsters.

I have a long list of dislikes.

It's getting longer.

I, uh, understand
you own this place.

There seems to be some doubt
about that at the moment.

How do you like your toast? Medium. Would
you mind telling me how you got in here?

Why, I have a key.

One or two slices?

I'm glad I didn't know that
last night.

Why, I never come in at night.

Unless asked.

Don't worry. Living so close...

My aunt and uncle
are just next door.

We're friendly with everyone
who lives here.

Hasn't it ever crossed
your friendly little mind...

that there have been
a few changes made around here?

Nothing really changes
very much.

Oh?

Well, I, uh...

I guess that's about all
I can do for you right now.

You're so right, Mr. Hall.

In the future, I'll try to struggle through
breakfast without your assistance.

Now suppose you just amble back to
that little boat of yours, huh?

It's got a busted fuel pump.

It'll be a day or two
before I can get it out.

Oh, no.

Uh, I don't suppose it's ever occurred
to you to have it towed away.

No. No, it hasn't.

How would you like to run out
to one of the islands with me?

In a broken boat.

Wh-What happens
if a storm comes up?

Oh, I'm a very good swimmer.

I'm not.

I'd save you.

No, I-I-I meant
after the boat's been fixed.

You'd like the islands.

I was on an island once.

They all look alike... round.

There must be some way in
which I can amuse you.

May I please have the key?

Oh, wouldn't you know.

Just when we were getting acquainted.
Maybe he'll go away.

Here, I'll get it.

Wait a minute! I don't want some strange man
answering my door at this hour of the morning.

What do you mean strange? They all
know me around here. Well, I don't!

Besides, you don't want
everybody to see you like that.

- Yeah? Are you looking for something?
- Miss Rawlinson?

Amy Rawlinson. She's not here. You'll
probably find her at her office.

It's about those clothes and things.
We have to ship 'em back.

I'm Mrs. Markham.
This is my house.

- What clothes do you mean?
- Uh, Miss Rawlinson said they'd be ready.

The dead woman's clothes.

Oh. Mrs. Crandall,
you mean.

Yes, ma'am.
You know about it.

I'd be getting quite
a shock now if I didn't.

Amy asked us not to tell you. She thought
it might upset you, moving in like this.

She was right. Now do you
mind if I have that key back?

Things are at my place
down the beach.

You moved them? Nothing's been taken.
I'll get 'em for you.

Mr. Hall!

The key?

Sorry to disturb you, ma'am.
That's quite all right.

Amy's such a fool. She should have
told her Mrs. Crandall was dead.

She's bound to find out anyway.

Oh, Osbert, do help.

You know this needs two people.

Just give it a good shake
and plunge it into the sand.

It's better in the sand,
they tell me.

And have you noticed the way
Amy's been looking at us?

I'm sure she thinks
we pushed poor Eloise.

Anyway, Drummy,
it's all your fault.

If you'd worked a little faster on
Eloise, we wouldn't be in this fix.

Well, at least you could have
kept her away from the brandy.

The old witch, breaking her neck just when
we were about to make a dollar out of her.

And after we'd waited so long.

I hate to speak evil of the dead, but
it was most inconsiderate of her.

Ah-ah-ah-ah!
Not over your face, dear.

It spoils that gorgeous tan.

And we have quite an
investment in your tan.

Yes, with everything going out
and nothing coming in.

Saw Pete Gomez yesterday.

That fishing boat person?

He's back in business.

Still talking about a partnership.
He's got a good boat.

You mustn't be wasteful
of your talents, Drummy.

Fishing for pleasure
is all very well,

but as a business, dead fish
leave something to be desired.

You owe it to yourself
to enjoy the better things.

And to us, dear.

Our new widow is positively
choked with money.

Amy Rawlinson tells me the husband
had investments in Las Vegas.

I have a great respect
for investments.

And the poor thing
must be so lonely.

It'd be an act of goodness for you to
offer her your friendship... all of it.

Perhaps the boy doesn't
care for her, my dear.

It happens that she's very
attractive and quite handy.

I do hope she'll be cooperative.

Eloise joined us
the very first day.

And left rather suddenly too.

I'm going for a swim.

Such a dear boy.

And investments make for
such a splendid marriage.

Mm-mmm.
Don't press, my dear.

One little mistake,
and we've lost him.

Stop interrupting my dreams.

And after the marriage, if Mrs.
Markham would just pass away...

as conveniently as Eloise did.

Bloody Mary?

Thank you, dear.

Hi.

You get settled all right?

All in good shape, thank you.

You won't have to trouble
about me anymore.

I've learned how to work
the coffeepot.

It's no trouble at all.

I, uh... I wanted to explain
about this morning.

I understand.
It's quite all right.

Hey, you're... You're
beginning to burn.

I feel fine, thank you.

I'll bet you're
one of those people...

who don't know they're
hurt until it's too late.

Where did you get this vast knowledge
of people? Right here on the beach.

Relax. You might
grow to like it.

I like it. What I like,
everybody likes.

You must go with the house,
like the plumbing.

Now don't get nasty.

Just my standard service.

You might as well know
I'm not the standard type.

Okay, I... I know when
I'm not getting through.

Reading?

"To stand naked
in the sun."

That what you want to do?

It's a poem.

Why are you so angry with me?

I'm not anything with you, and
I prefer to keep it that way.

I'd like to think we
could be friends. Why?

Well, for a starter, you...

Look, why don't
you stop pressing?

Mrs. Crandall might have been interested
in your product, but Mrs. Markham is not.

You're taking an awful lot
for granted, aren't you?

Strange. I was thinking
the same thing about you.

Why? Just because
I'm being friendly?

You're about as friendly
as a suction pump.

Look, Mrs. Markham, whatever kind
of life you've led up till now,

it must have left out the simple things,
like people helping one another.

Maybe they don't understand
that where you come from.

As for Eloise, she wasn't very
happy, and I'm sorry she's dead.

If you have any other questions,
I'll be glad to answer them.

No. None.

Now what are you thinking about?

I was thinking that I don't
like you particularly,

and I was wondering why.

Oh?

And I was thinking that I don't like to
be stared at either, and I know why.

Why can't we be friends?

This is one very good reason.
I don't like being handled.

Ah, but you're lonely.
I know you are.

You're cold.
Let me warm you.

I hope you don't
bruise easily, Mr. Hall,

but I'm not enjoying this.

Mrs. Markham!

How did you get in here?
I used my key.

What... The one I have
to show the place.

By the time I collect all the keys on this
beach, I'm going to feel like a locksmith.

May I have yours?

Certainly.

I meant to tell you about Mrs.
Crandall but... Forget it.

Your friend Drummy's already
made a weak explanation.

I suppose you're wondering
why I came today.

Not at all.
I'm getting used to the traffic.

I have a buyer for the house. A
Mr. Schmidt from Milwaukee. Good.

He saw the house about a month ago
and just fell in love with it.

He wired today and said
he'd take it at your price.

How much did he send
as a binder?

As a binder?

A deposit. Money. You know,
evidence of good faith.

Oh, a binder!

Yes, that's the ugly
word I've been using.

Well, Mr. Schmidt
is a man of his word.

As soon as I got the wire,
I took the house off our list.

You'd better put it
back on again.

There's really nothing
to worry about.

They're one of the wealthiest
families in the middle west.

In that case, it shouldn't be
difficult to get a deposit.

I'll try.
You do that.

Miss Rawlinson, I think the house would
look tidier if you had that railing fixed.

Incidentally, your friend still
has his boat tied up at my pier.

Will you take care of that too?
Oh, I'm sorry.

I'm afraid all this has made a bad
impression on you, Mrs. Markham.

Certainly not.

Suicide, police, lies, charm
boy, people walking in and out.

Things like that only make
a house look more lived-in.

I guess you'd like
to be left alone, hmm?

That's something I've wanted
for such a long time.

Do you mind?
Of course not.

Good-bye.
Bye.

How many? Fill the
main tank, will ya?

That'll take about
30 gallons, Drummy.

Put it on the book. I been carrying you
so long, my feet are getting flat.

Charge it to me, Jack.

Okay, Miss Rawlinson.

Well, maybe I'm glad I ran into you.
Gotta talk to you, Drummy.

Just for a little while, huh? I'll be nice.
Really, I will. You'll see.

Come on. Just while
they're filling your tank.

I hope it's worth it.

Well, start shouting.

Why haven't I seen you?

You haven't even phoned.

Can't figure out
how to work the dial.

Anyway, I've been busy.

With what?

Eloise isn't around anymore
to take up your time.

You said you'd be nice.
How about it?

Look, I don't want to make a
scene every time I see you,

but you act as though nothing
ever happened between us.

Never did.

Could have.

You liked me once.

Sure, for about 10 minutes
one Ginny evening.

Do we have to go over it? We almost
got together, but we didn't.

A miss is as good as a mile.
Let's just forget about it.

Besides, it's too late. I have
other things to think about.

And I know what.

I was up at the house
this morning.

I saw what went on down at
the pier with Mrs. Markham.

You also saw that she
didn't get my message.

She asked me again about you
mooring at her dock.

She doesn't want you there.

You've been talking to her
about me?

The other way around.

Why? You afraid
of what I'll tell her?

Oh, Drummy, what's the matter?
I won't make any demands on you.

That's what you're afraid of,
isn't it?

Becoming involved,
like with all the others?

I'm not that kind of a woman.

I'd leave you alone!
Then why don't you?

All right. Start it all over
again with Lynn Markham.

And maybe you'll leave a few more
dead ones before you're through.

Now you listen to me.
Don't talk about Eloise.

I don't want you to mention her
again, not to me or anybody else!

Or I'll forget I even know your name.
Do you understand?

You couldn't love anybody!

You hate women!

All of us!

I don't hate women.
I just...

I hate the way they are.

Good evening.

I got your message. I'll have
the boat out in the morning.

Not too early.

No, I'll make sure you're awake.

Where are you going
to dock it now?

Wherever I can talk somebody into
letting me leave it for free.

And if you don't
find a place, what?

Then I'll throw it away.

What's that?

Fuel pump. I need a new one.
Why?

Because this one doesn't work.

Why don't you try
a little charm on it?

Keep your punches up. And how
about letting me fix this?

Is it that important?

Not if you don't mind
getting killed.

Sometimes they blow up
and there's a fire.

Or if you're real lucky, there's
a storm and you simply drown.

Why don't you get a new one?

Don't they make them anymore,
or are you broke?

They make 'em, all right.

Okay, you can leave your
boat here for a few days.

But don't work on it
while I'm sleeping.

Thanks. I...

think I'll move it.

It's getting kinda
crowded around here.

It's smaller than I thought.

Sleeps two.

Who's the couple?

Osbert and Queenie.

The Sorensons next door.

Oh, yes. Your, uh...
Your aunt and uncle.

Not really.

They give me a place to sleep and some
money in exchange for part of my time.

Which part?

The part I gave
Mrs. Crandall.

You're very frank.

Why not?

Figure you know all the answers.

And anyhow,
I don't care anymore.

That's Mrs. Crandall.
Eloise.

Taken when she still had
ideas of marrying me.

Would you have married her?

She had money.

She could've given me
what I want.

- What do you want?
- Nothing.

Nothing to worry about, nothing to
struggle for, nothing to bother about.

That kind of nothing
costs money.

So they tell me.

You wanted to get it
the easy way.

Well, I wouldn't have called
Eloise the easy way exactly.

Just quick.

You don't seem to have
any illusions...

about the soft and gentle sex.

They're not soft,

and they're not gentle.

Have you always been
on the beach like this?

No. I began as
a poor and simple fisherman.

Went downhill from there.

That's Pete Gomez.
He was my partner.

By working hard
and saving our money,

it only took us...

three years to go broke.

And after that?

After that, Osbert and
Queenie came along.

I had this old boat, and they hired
me to take 'em for a cruise.

We became friends.

They helped me
when I needed help.

I owe 'em a lot,
and I like to pay my debts.

I was rude this morning.

Not that you didn't deserve it.

But I... Well, I haven't been much
good with people for some time.

I forgive you.

You'll... get grease
on you.

Will I?

See? I was right.
I left a mark on you.

You'd leave a mark on anyone.

I wish I could afford you.

Why don't you save your pennies?

Maybe I will.

In the meantime,
don't move your boat.

All right.

It's you again.

Yeah.

Looks like my only mission
in life is to frighten you,

one way or another.

That's right.
What is it now, Lieutenant?

Oh, nothing special, thanks.

Just gumshoein' a little before we
close the files on Mrs. Crandall.

Must you gumshoe at night?

Cigarette?
Yes, thank you.

Maybe it's just my excuse
for seeing you again.

Still, she did go over
this railing at night.

I was just curious to see what
she might have been looking at.

Course, she might have fallen
against it and snapped it off.

But that wouldn't be easy.

The railing
isn't that weak, is it?

No. And she
wasn't that heavy.

Unless she'd been thrown
against it or pushed.

You've been reading too many
detective stories, Lieutenant.

I like 'em.

They give me ideas.

Like, uh,

suppose she was
leaning against the railing.

Steady pressure.

Leaning out to look down at
something or someone on the beach.

Lieutenant!

I see Drummond Hall
still keeps his boat here.

Well, I won't take up any more
of your time, Mrs. Markham.

Thank you.

You're very serious, aren't you?

You talk as if a crime really
had been committed here.

Maybe I do read too
many detective stories,

but just for my sake,
do me a favor... be careful.

Of what?

This, naturally.
What else?

And, uh, give my regards
to Drummy.

He's very tall, isn't he?

Good night,
Mrs. Markham.

She's there, on the terrace.

Don't you think it'd be nice
if you made contact again?

Just a tiny little effort.

We do have a fiscal
problem, darling.

Anything would be appreciated.

Exactly what, for instance?

Well, you see, we're lonesome
people, and we do like company.

Uh, a nice game of cards
to while away a few hours.

Cards!
Oh, what a wonderful idea.

Osbert, how did you ever think
of such a perfect way...

to bring cheerfulness
into a lonely evening?

- Hello?
- Hello. Mrs. Markham?

Yes. Uh, this is Mrs. Sorenson.

Is it?

Queenie Sorenson.
Drummy's aunt.

Yes, Mrs. Sorenson.

We've heard so much
about you from Drummy...

that I thought I'd call and ask if you
won't come over for dinner this evening...

and perhaps a little game
of cards or something.

We just won't take no
for an answer.

I wouldn't dream of saying no
to you, Mrs. Sorenson.

Good! Arrivederci, then!

Au revoir.

Another listless morning.

But such a pleasant surprise this
afternoon. Living so close...

A young man, one of the neighbors,
brought me a bouquet, a welcoming gift.

I'm invited to dine
with his aunt and uncle.

I'll see you.
Three queens.

Three eights.
Oh!

We played cards after dinner,

but my mind wasn't on the game.

I lost $80,

and found how good it is...

to feel young again.

We might take a cruise
out to Catalina sometime.

Drummy walked me home
along the sand.

We made a date
to swim together tomorrow.

Fish, lie in the sun.

How long it's been since
I collected my thoughts...

Or wanted to.

I'm drifting in happiness.

Each week with Drummy
is a new delight.

I love him.

I love him desperately.

Queenie visited me tonight...
You're such a generous person.

Asking for another loan.

That's all right, Queenie. For
Drummy's sake I gave her $500.

I'll call you, sweetheart.

That makes 2,400 altogether,

not counting my gambling losses.

Drummy promised to come
this evening.

He's late.

I wish he were here now.

Learned today that Miss Rawlinson
cannot renew my lease.

Isn't there some way that you can
arrange it? I'm sorry, Mrs. Crandall.

The owner's coming back.
There's nothing I can do.

I must leave here soon.

I'm sorry.

Drummy didn't come last night.

Not even a phone call today.

Dear God, I hope
he isn't tired of me.

Oh, Drummy.

Drummy, I... I could
forgive you for anything...

if you'd just come away
to Los Angeles with me.

We could live well... Begged
him to come with me.

But the way he acted, I knew he
never loved me. And why not?

He never even cared for me. Isn't
my money good enough for you?

The money I gave Queenie and
Osbert was all he wanted.

Maybe the police would like to know about
this little game they've got going...

with you right in the
middle of the jackpot.

He was so angry,
he frightened me.

Drummy! Drummy!

My last night in the house.

Drummy phoned to say
he's coming here.

I shouldn't have threatened
him with the police.

I hate him.

No, I don't. I...

I love him.

I don't care. I...

I don't care
about anything but him.

He mustn't see me like this.

Just one more drink,
and then I'll put my makeup on.

This one's mine, I hope.

Door was open. You'd better
get that lock fixed.

What are you doing here?

We're supposed to have a
date, remember? Dinner?

Some other time.

I, uh...
I canceled the Sorensons.

I told 'em we'd rather be alone.

It's very late, and as you
can see I'm not dressed.

It's all right with me.
I'll help with your buttons.

Okay, I... I won't help
with the buttons.

Hey.

I thought you were through
being upset with me.

Come on.
Hurry up and get dressed.

I'll take you to dinner
and tell you all about myself.

I'd like to hear that. I might
tell you a few things too.

Sounds like a gay evening.

It won't be dull.
I promise you that.

I'll be ready in a minute.

See who that is, will you?

I think I know who it is.

I thought I told you
to forget about this evening.

My dear chap, we knew you couldn't be
serious. Even if you did shout at us.

We haven't even met Mrs. Markham
yet, socially or otherwise.

It's so selfish of you to want to keep
her all to yourself. It's not like you.

So here we are, and you're
forgiven, naughty boy.

Yes, of course you are.

Lynn and I have a date, and
you're not going to interfere.

After all, you did
see me first, didn't you?

Oh! You're Mrs.
Markham, of course.

A-And we're the So... Yes.

Yes, I know who you are.

You see, when Drummy
said that he was...

Well, we just couldn't bear not
meeting you. So here we are.

I was curious myself...
about you.

Now that I've met you,
everything's complete.

I wouldn't have missed it
for anything.

Thank you.

I'd like to ask you to stay and have a
drink, but I'm afraid you might accept.

Did you...

Not a word.

I must've misunderstood
you, silly fool that I am.

Yes, you are silly, aren't you?

Why, you're deliberately
insulting us.

And that isn't easy, is it?

Imagine wasting a whole afternoon,
marking a deck of cards.

By the way,
did you bring them with you?

You needn't feel badly. It
wouldn't have done you any good.

Because, you see,
on rainy afternoons,

my husband used to amuse me
and himself...

by showing me
the tricks of your trade.

He was
a professional gambler too.

I have an uneasy feeling that our
honesty is being questioned.

I think we're being
asked to leave.

So do I.
Would you like us to go?

As far as you like.
Another continent preferably.

Au revoir then.

Arrivederci.

Now me?

Now you.

Has, uh,
Amy been talking to you?

No. I had a better reference...
Eloise Crandall.

I found her diary.

She paid me compliments
I didn't deserve.

Her lover had the instincts
of a stallion...

and the pride of an alley cat.

Eloise was
a very emotional woman.

She had her reasons, didn't she?

I hope we can discuss her
reasons in a civilized way.

Well,

there goes civilization
and a good martini.

You were made
for your profession, all right.

All very nicely put together.

Nice to look at.

Nice to touch.

The great god of the senses
sparkling on the beach...

Until you remember that
sewers empty into the ocean.

I wouldn't have you if you were
hung with diamonds upside down.

I don't recall
ever asking you to.

Oh, yes, you did... in your way,

and I went along with it
for a while,

just for laughs.

When it comes to phonies
like you, I wrote the book.

"You're lonely."

I know you are.

You're cold.

"Let me warm you."

You might at least
have rewritten the dialogue...

when you tried it out on me.

You've got me all figured
out, haven't you?

Neatly dissected and put away
in cubbyholes marked...

"Drummond Hall:
How he ticks."

You bet I have.

And I'm sorry to spoil
your record, lover boy,

but I'm not as starved
as Eloise.

And thank heavens
I'm not interested in you.

Yes, you are.

Let go of me.
No.

I said let go of me.
And I said no,

not until I shake some of those
stupid ideas out of your pretty head.

If you don't let go of me,
I'll call the police.

That's right.
Be afraid of me.

A little afraid at least.

A woman's no good to a man unless
she's a little afraid of him.

Ow!

No! No!

Good morning.
Good morning.

Coffee's still hot.
Hmm?

In the kitchen.

I'm Mrs. Murchison, day work. Did
Amy Rawlinson tell you about me?

Yes. I expected you
last week.

No, I was sick last week.

Oh, I found this on the terrace.

And do you want to return
these cuff links to Mr. Hall?

I found them under the table
when Mrs. Crandall was here.

It's very quiet around here.

What did you say?

I said Mr. Hall seems to spend a
great deal of time around here.

He did, I suppose.

What do you mean "suppose"?

I go home nights.

But, darling,
look at these bills.

We've really
got to do something.

The least you could do
is call Mrs. Markham up.

Leave the boy alone, Queenie.

It's only been three days
since he last saw her.

Give her enough time
to really miss him.

Yes?

Mrs. Markham?

Lieutenant, you really are making
a habit of frightening me.

Why didn't you answer
when I called?

I just got here.

You mean...
just this minute?

Yes. I was walking
along the beach.

What's this?

I... I just found it
on the steps.

It's a shark hook.

Could give you a nasty cut.

You should be more careful,
Mrs. Markham.

There are a lot of dangerous
things on the beach.

Meaning?

You know how it is.

We have some... characters
in a community like this.

A lone female on the beach
is a kind of a target...

Bait, you might say,
for a hook like this.

Lieutenant,

you're not protecting me,
are you?

I mean, all this wandering
about this late.

Nothing as dramatic as that.

Somebody reported some kind of a
disturbance along the shore here.

You didn't happen
to notice anything, did you?

Probably isn't important.

But as long as I'm here, I'll wait
until I hear your door close.

Thank you.

- Hello?
- Is Jack there?

No, you...
You have the wrong number.

Who's there?

Is someone there?

Anything wrong, Mrs. Markham?

Lock's broken.

Probably from so many people
coming in and out.

What do you want?

Mr. Schmidt
has sent the check.

Who? What check?

The binder that you
requested on the house.

He hopes to move in by
the first of the month.

The way I feel,
he could move in today.

Hello?

Hello.

Has it been that long?

I hadn't noticed.

I missed you too.

Today?

Well, I...

I have a million things
to do, and I...

Half an hour?

I'm not...

Not sure I could be ready.

Twenty minutes?

All right.

All right. I'll be ready.

Yeah.

Here's the check. I'll have
the papers in a day or so.

Papers?
For the sale of the house.

Oh, that.

Oh, forget it. But I've
already accepted the check.

Then send it back, darling!

I wouldn't dream of giving
up this beautiful house.

I just... love it.

Come on. That's enough.

Ugh! I guess I better think about
getting some clothes on, huh?

Oh, I'm broad-minded.

Yeah, but, uh, I'm shy.

Ho, ho. Certainly.
I've noticed that.

Sorry I couldn't pick out
a nicer day for you.

This one's nice enough.

Why did you wait so long
to call me?

I never meant
to get serious about you.

I was thinking it over.

What... did you decide?

I'm not smiling.

I am.

Well, that's settled.

What'll we talk about now?

Let's talk about you.

You said you were a poor
and simple fisherman.

Before that?

Before that I was
a poor and simple child.

When I was 10 years old, I went
into one of those institutions...

known sentimentally
as an orphanage.

After that, I saw the world.

Then came the war.

Then my friend Gomez
and the fishing business.

Then Osbert and Queenie.

Why do you stay with them?

I don't know. Maybe because I'm
different from other people,

and they don't care.

How different?

Different enough so that I'm
not a very nice guy sometimes.

Maybe... Maybe it's good
not to be like everybody else,

to be your own person.

You didn't like me very much
at first, did you?

No.

And now?

Now I... like you.

Am I worth getting hurt for?

You won't hurt me, darling.

I won't let you.

Won't you?

I won't hurt you either.

Like she did.

I'm sure it was a woman...

That she was young
and beautiful...

and so terribly in love
with you.

Then one day
she let you kiss her...

and hold her tightly
in your arms.

And the next day, you were gone.

Is that the reason she did it?

No.

Who was she?

My mother,

just before she killed herself.

Oh, I'm...

I'm so sorry.

Forget it.

But I didn't know.
Forget it.

I have nearly.

What about you?

Your husband?

Ben was older than I was
and rich.

That counted for a lot at first.

Does that shock you?

In my kind of house, throwing
stones isn't allowed.

I didn't know very much
when I met him,

but what I knew, I knew well.

He gave me everything,
taught me everything.

And in his way, he loved me.

That was the second most important
thing in the world to me.

What's first?

To love somebody yourself,

with fire instead of warmth,

with all your heart
and all your being.

Just once...

Just once to love like that.

A real heart tug.

He must have what it takes.

Putting the arm on him now?

No, not yet.

She's going to marry you? But
however did you manage it?

I told her I loved her. Ha! My
dear chap, what an imagination.

It's true, and I'm leaving you.

Why? Why?

I caught a slight case
of decency.

It's gone to my head.
How wretched.

And how was this
bizarre sensation provoked?

I realized something today.
I can live like anybody else.

But, dear boy, you're
not like anybody else.

Where do you propose to go?

I'll live on Pete Gomez's boat
until Lynn and I are married.

I see.

Then into the house, hmm?

Rich wife, big home...

You've certainly
hit the jackpot, Drummy.

But how selfishly.

I'm in love with her.

But what about us?
We're not young, you know.

Not young at all.
You could provide for us.

You'll be rich
after you're married.

We're finished, Queenie.

Whatever I was,
I'm not that anymore.

You can't change, Drummy.

You can't, and you know it.

Drummy!

Oh.

Let him go, Queenie.

We're better off without him.

Dangerous young man
since Eloise's death.

It might even be wise to
do something about it...

To avoid a repetition of that,
uh, previous occurrence.

You know, if I can get any price at
all for my boat, I can make the deal.

What's that?

Never mind.

Okay.

Pete's fixed it so I can pay
the rest out of the profits.

He's a good friend.

Yeah.
Better than I deserve.

That's a terrible thing to say.

It's the truth.

I haven't been much good
up till now.

The past is buried
under a lot of dead years.

We're starting all over again,
just the two of us.

I want to be alone
with you, nobody else.

Just the beginning of things.

That can be arranged,

especially the being alone.

What is it?

Open it.

A fuel pump.

Pleased?

You just bought yourself
a honeymoon cruise.

I'm gonna pull the boat out
of the water, fix it up,

and then we'll go anywhere
we like, just the two of us.

Just the two of us.

You remember me, Lieutenant Galley?
Oh, yes. How are you?

You watch next door.

Uh,

is there something
I can do, Lieutenant?

Yes.

Funny thing happened today. I thought
I'd ask your advice about it.

Somebody called my office and
said it might be a good idea...

to question Drummond Hall about
the death of Eloise Crandall.

Whoever it was that called
wouldn't leave their name.

Why not?
Oh...

Are you saying
it was I who called?

You saying it wasn't?

Going somewhere? End of
the season, you know.

Follow the sun.
Follow the sun.

I wouldn't follow it without
my permission, if I were you.

Now, suppose we all sit down
real nice...

and have a good, long talk about
Eloise Crandall and Drummond Hall.

No, we'd rather not be involved
in all this sordidness...

if possible.

Should have thought of that
before you called my office.

What happens to Drummond
Hall happens to you too.

Sit down.
Thank you.

I told you so.

Oh. Uh...

200 and 150...

A grand total of $1,280 from Mrs.
Crandall to you in seven weeks.

Gambling losses, that's all.

This isn't Las Vegas.

From now on, if I even hear of
you buying a deck of cards...

You'd better unpack. I'll let
you know when you can leave.

But we hate it here.

It's better than jail.

You know, I'm inclined
to agree with him.

Oh.

Good afternoon, Mrs. Markham.
Hello, Lieutenant.

Hall, do you remember me?
Yeah. Hi.

Something I can do for you?

We can talk about it
inside a lot better.

Come in.

You wanted to talk to me?

No, to our friend here,
about Eloise Crandall.

Well, does it have to
be here right now?

That bother you? Maybe you don't want Mrs. Markham
to know about you and the Crandall woman.

I know all about her.
Mr. Hall told me.

Then he shouldn't mind
a few questions.

Like what, for instance?

Mrs. Crandall had a little money, I gather.
She had more than a little.

Sorensons got some of it.
How much did you get?

Are you accusing me of... Eloise
Crandall had a whole catalog...

of violent attitudes toward you.

She threatened you,
loved you, hated you.

Any way you looked at her,
she was plenty of trouble.

According to your former friends the
Sorensons, you saw her that night.

A little while later,
she was dead.

That's their story.
What's yours?

I never took a dime from her,
not that she didn't offer.

She wanted to be better friends
than I wanted to be.

The night she died, we...

We had an argument. She made
a scene, and I walked out.

That's all.
Anyone see you leave?

Yeah. Eloise Crandall.

Wise guy.

How I hate a wise guy.

I'm not in love with you either.

If you've got something on
me, get moving with it.

Otherwise,
this conversation's over.

I got work to do on my boat,
so I'm leaving.

Just like that?
Yeah. Watch me.

I'll call you.
I'm sorry about this.

You know, of course,
I don't believe it.

It doesn't bother me.

It bothers me a lot.

How dare you question him
in front of me?

Every time I turn around,
you're playing cops and robbers,

sneaking in and out of my house,
climbing up and down my stairs.

It amused me for a while,

but it's no longer funny.

Why don't you take your hat in your
hand, your sand in your shoes,

and go and play
in somebody else's yard.

I've had it, Galley.

Lieutenant Galley.
I'm a little bit old-fashioned.

Then let me bring you
up to date, Lieutenant.

It might interest you to know that
Mr. Hall and I are getting married.

Maybe that's why
I did it this way.

I don't get it, the whole thing.

I don't get it.
You will.

No, I mean about Hall. Putting him
on the grill without an arrest.

Warning him
that we're moving toward him.

A guy like that... If you put pressure on
him, he's likely to do most anything.

I told you you'd get it.

Is that you, Lynn?

No, it isn't me, Lynn.
It's me, Amy.

Got a drink?
Only water.

That isn't what I had in mind.

I'm trying to drown my sorrows.

I just came from Aunt Queenie
and Uncle Osbert,

bless their
stunted little souls.

Had some pretty bitter things
to say about you, my boy.

I don't owe them anything.
No.

With you, all goes merry
as a marriage bell.

Congratulations.

What are you building, Amy?
What do you want from me?

I'll always be here.

Go on, take the rich one.

You won't forget me so easy.

- Good morning.
- Oh, I woke you up.

It's a lovely day for a wedding.

Yeah,
that's what I was thinking.

- Shall we?
- We'd better. How's the boat working?

Fine. You wanna
go down and see?

I can't. I'm not dressed.
Think of something else.

All right, I'll, uh...

- I'll make some coffee.
- I'll beat you if you don't.

Hello, Mrs. Murchison.

Excuse me.

Well, what do you want?

A cigarette, hmm?

Mrs. Murchison, we'll clean up later.
Yes, ma'am.

How does it feel
to win first prize?

You must be very happy,
Mrs. Markham.

You're in love with him.

Everybody but you knew that.

Oh. So this is where the loser tells the
winner she's making a terrible mistake.

On the way out, think of
something original, will you?

You call this a marriage?

He's marrying you
for your money...

and only for your money.

You'll have him for a while,
until it's gone.

Then when he's got
what he wanted,

you'll be just
another Eloise to him.

I've made worse investments.

And when the money's
run out, what then?

If you've saved your pennies, then
you can put in a bid for him.

I haven't got the price.

Around here, love has a very
low cash surrender value.

He's not like that.
Only the money, I mean.

Don't you tell me
what he's like.

I've seen every side of him.

Sides you don't even know about.

I'm sorry
you're still in love with him.

I'm afraid you'll just have
to get over it.

Good-bye.

And if you're up to it,
come to the wedding.

That might be a good time
to start getting over it.

They say the medicine that tastes
the worst is the best for you.

By the way,

when the minister asks
if there's any reason...

why these two should not be joined
together in holy matrimony,

don't be surprised if somebody in the
back of the room mentions a reason...

Loud, clear and unpleasant.

We... We really did
get married, didn't we?

Oh, I... I thought it was
a lovely wedding.

Darling?
Mm-hmm?

Everybody's leaving.
Why don't we?

Where to?

Catalina. Anyplace.

On the boat.

Tonight instead
of in the morning?

Why not?

Looks pretty rough out.

You'll be safe with me.

I know.

Besides, the boat's fine now
that I've got the fuel pump in.

I'll call up the Coast Guard
and check the weather.

How about it?

Anything you want.

You're not wanted here.

But, dear boy, we just dropped around
to tell you how happy we were...

I said you're not wanted here.
Drummy, please.

Let's not have any misunderstandings
on your wedding day.

Mrs. Hall, we only came
to offer our good wishes.

Yes, we're just leaving,
but we want you to know...

that our thoughts
were with you tonight.

Thank you.
I appreciate that.

My husband does too.

Oh, yes. Of course.
Well, Arrivederci then.

Oh, Roddy?

Roddy, the car, please.

Roddy?

Roddy's our new friend.
Such a dear, clever boy.

Say hello to the bride
and groom, Roddy.

Hello.
Such a bright lad.

Good-bye.

Nighty night, then.

Well, good luck anyhow.

Oh, no, darling.

I love you.

That's the first time
you ever said that.

Who's that?
It's me. Rawly.

Yes, Miss Rawlinson.

I came by to say how sorry I was
about this afternoon.

You should be.

I know it's considered noble
to accept apologies,

but I'm afraid
I'm not the noble type.

I don't blame you. I said a lot
of foolish and stupid things.

I hope you didn't pay
any attention to me.

Obviously not. I was
married this afternoon.

It was childish of me
to be so upset.

And the crazy things I said...

Please forget.

For what it's worth to you,
I understand how you feel,

and I won't mention the incident
to anyone, especially my husband.

I think that's what you
really mean, isn't it?

Yes.

And will you tell Drummy
for me...

that I wish him every success?

Success?

That's a strange choice
of words.

Usually newlyweds
are wished happiness.

Usually. Not always.

Good night, Mrs. Markham...
Oh!

Hall.

Good night.
Good night.

What happens
if a storm comes up?

- Oh, I'm a very good swimmer.
- I'm not.

I'd save you.

His attention, his niceness,
was just a trick.

The money I gave Queenie and
Osbert was all he wanted.

Not if you don't mind
getting killed.

Sometimes they blow up,
and there's a fire.

Or if you're real lucky, there's
a storm and you simply drown.

He was so angry
he frightened me.

Don't tell me about him.

I've seen every side of him.
Sides you don't even know about.

That's right. Be afraid of me.

A little afraid of me at least.

A woman's no good to a man unless
she's afraid of him, Lynn.

Afraid of him, Lynn.

Lynn. Lynn.

Lynn! Lynn!

Lynn!

Lynn!

Coming.

What were you doing?

Putting our things on the boat.

I thought perhaps you'd gone off
on our honeymoon all by yourself.

No.
You're cold.

Come on inside.

There is nothing more romantic
than sleeping aboard a boat.

We'll get a good start and
anchor somewhere. Yes.

Dawn on the sea,
just the two of us alone.

Oh, it'll be fun.

Something to remember.

Hey, what's the matter?
You...

You look tired.
I'll fix that.

No. Really, I... Come on now.
You drink this.

Of course you're tired. All the
excitement and everything today.

Oh, darling, your sweater.
Here. I'll get a towel.

It's all right. Don't bother.
I'll take care of it.

Operator, give me Coast Guard
weather information.

Coast Guard?
Weather report for small craft.

Worst?

Thank you.

I'll take it in here.

- Lieutenant Galley's office.
- Lieutenant Galley. It's urgent.

I'm sorry.
The lieutenant isn't in tonight.

I may be able to reach him. Would
you care to leave a message?

Yes. Yes, please.

Please tell him
to call Mrs. Markham.

Your name is Mrs. Hall.

Of... course.

I'll-I'll get used to it.

Hello?
Hello, Mrs. Markham?

Hello?

Lynn, you don't mind starting
on our trip tonight, do you?

Should I? I had a special reason
for wanting to go right now.

But... there are certain things I
want to get straight in your mind...

before you hear them
from somebody else.

What things?

Osbert and Queenie
wanted me to marry you.

You... You know why.

Money?
Yeah.

Didn't you mean any of it?

Sure, I did.

But I-I didn't love you.

Everything I'm not seemed sort
of underlined after I met you.

I needed you.

But we're married now.

Why didn't you
tell me this before?

I guess I didn't have
the courage.

What gives you the courage now?

I've fallen in love with you.

You don't have to lie to me.

I don't believe you.

I don't even care anymore.
I just want you to get out.

Lynn, darling.

What are you trying to say?

I found the fuel pump.

By accident, but I found it.

You didn't use my gift, did you?

Perhaps you would have preferred
something more valuable.

Will you please tell me what
you're talking about? The boat!

With the broken fuel pump.

Broken so we could go out into
that storm and have an accident.

Only one of us would come back,

but it wouldn't be me.

That's what Amy meant,
wishing you success...

Success with murder!

Will you...

It rang like that
the night Eloise died...

Only nobody answered it.

I was here in the room.

I let it ring that night.

Not tonight.

Hello?

Yes, my wife called.

Yes, just a while ago...
about a prowler.

Yes, I'm sure she sounded upset.

You know how women are.

Don't worry. I'll see that
she's well taken care of.

No.

No. No!

Lynn! Lynn!

Lynn!

Lynn!

Where's Lynn?
Gone.

Where?

If she had any sense,
she's drowned herself.

Lynn!

You were gonna kill her anyway,
weren't you?

Lynn!

Lynn!

Lynn!

Lynn! I didn't count on
her being such a fool.

I thought I'd have to
depend on the fuel pump.

What do you know
about the fuel pump?

It was really very simple.

I could even hear part of the
wedding ceremony as I worked.

I switched them.

You switched them? Why?

I knew she was a poor swimmer
and you were a good one.

I knew you'd be all right.

You wanted to kill her.

I told you I'd never let
another woman have you.

With Eloise
it was just like an accident.

She didn't see the chair
I turned over in front of her.

I had to kill Eloise.

I had to kill Lynn.

Where is she?
Oh...

Where is Lynn?
It's all right, Drummy.

She won't last.

Now you'll have
everything you wanted.

So easy.
Just like Eloise.

Lynn! Lynn!

Drummy!

It's all right.

Drummy, listen to me. It's
all right, I tell you.

I saw her running
toward the house.

I did it for you, Drummy!

Drummy!

Lynn. Lynn, let me in.
Lynn, you don't understand.

Lynn, listen to me.
Please listen.

Lynn, will you
just listen to me.

Lynn, darling.

Please.
Please listen to me.

It was Amy.

The fuel pumps... She's the
one who changed them.

Lynn!

I don't blame you
for what you thought.

I...

I understand now,
but let me explain.

Explain what?

Why you killed Eloise?

Why you want to kill me?

I... I didn't kill Eloise.

Please. Please, Lynn.

Don't touch me.

Don't touch me!

It's all right.
It's all right.

Oh, my darling.

Please forgive me.

It's all right now.

You're all right.
I know.

Oh, please forgive me.
Please.