All language subtitles for Beware.My.Lovely.1952.1080p.BluRay.x264.AAC-[YTS.MX]

(mysterious orchestral music)

(dramatic orchestral music)

(pensive orchestral music)

(upbeat band music)

(Howard humming)

Mrs. Warren, I've finished!

(music continues)

(Howard humming)

Mrs. Warren?

(music continues)

Mrs. Warren?

(Howard humming)

(liquid splashing)

(water splashing)

(humming continues)

(ominous music)
(water splashing continues)

(dramatic music)

(music continues)

(train horn blaring)

(train chugging)
(music continues)

(wheels clattering)
(music continues)

♪ Tis the season to be jolly ♪

♪ Fa la la la la la la la la ♪

♪ Troll the ancient Yule-tide carol ♪

Children!

♪ Fa la la la la la la la la ♪

Where's Johnny?

Corky, you're a great help!

(hands clapping)

Come here.

Come here.
(hand claps)

Corky?

Corky, what are you doing?

You come out of here!

Out.

Up!

(Corky barks)

- Bye, Mrs. Gordon!
- Bye.

[Helen] Bye!

- Bye, Mr. Armstrong!
- Thanks for letting

us use your piano.

- All right.
- See you at

- the party tonight.
- Bye!

Oh, yes.

Just a minute, Jackie.

Now, Corky, don't get in the way.

Off you go and be careful.

Careful.

Good dog.

- Bye, Teacher.
- Come on.

[Girl] We'll bring our presents

- this afternoon.
- Bye.

Bye, children.

Don't get into mischief.

[Children] Bye!

(girl screams)

(indistinct)

[Girl] I'll race you to Elsie's!

Let's see.

The children have been
flitting all over the place.

Place is messy enough as it is.

- Good morning, dear.
- Good morning, Walter.

(Helen humming)

Everything packed?

I think so.

But I'll probably get home and find out

I've left behind me all
that's really important.

(chuckles) And I'm going to miss you.

Thanks.

Oh, let me see.

Hardly know where to begin,
the place is such a muddle.

Might as well finish this.

I never did like these rugs anyway.

I think I'll get some new ones.

[Walter] Oh, uh...

What have I done?

Dear, see.

Pull it on that side.

- Let me help.
- Thank you.

There must be some system to this.

Now, you can stand on
'em, and I can sweep.

And we'd both wind up on the floor.

No, thanks.

Besides, you'll be late for your train.

Are you watching the time?

Yes, I have plenty of time,

and I hate waiting rooms.

Well, you can't sit around.

Why do you suppose I waited for you

to go on your vacation before
I started cleaning house?

(laughs) You're the most
disorganised woman I ever knew.

You think you'll ever get
all this back together again?

I hope so, I have a
man coming to help me.

Good.

Where'd you find him?

Came looking for work yesterday.

(books clapping)
(Walter blows)

Oh, don't spread it, dear.

Dust!

What's the sense in dusting all of 'em?

Seems to me you make a lot
of extra work for yourself.

Why don't you have each person

who wants to read a book dust it himself?

(Walter blowing)

(Walter chuckles)

Hello, Mr. Armstrong.

[Walter] Morning, Ruthie.

- Hello, Aunt Helen.
- Morning, Ruth.

Well, what hit this place?

I thought you were goin' on your vacation.

She put me to work.

- Why are you here so early?
- (Ruth chuckles)

I'm being punished.

Dad and Mother went over to
the Ellisons for the day.

I'm supposed to help you.

On a Saturday, too.

Don't tell me you were
out late again last night,

not after all you went through

with your mother last week.

I'm not a child.

Look, who's not a child!

Lots of girls my age are
married and have children.

Oh, I wouldn't say lots.

Had your breakfast?

- Yes, thanks.
- Good.

Then supposing you get right to work?

[Ruth] Don't I even get a
chance to catch my breath?

No, you can do that
while you dust the shades.

Oh (sighs).

I'm just a slave anyway.

Ruth, dear, exactly
how long did your mother

say I was to punish you today?

Just work me to the bone, I suppose.

I see.

Well, at the rate we're going,

I don't think we'll get to
the bone till next fall.

Just 'cause I was out late last night.

Parents are so insensitive.

We had such a beautiful evening planned.

I'll never be able to face Tom

when he finds out I've been
ordered to stay home tonight,

just like a child.

It's Tom, now?

Oh, dear, whatever happened to Larry?

I thought he was the
big love of your life.

Larry just wasn't for me.

Found that out when I met Tom.

You've been out of touch with
men for so long, Aunt Helen,

you wouldn't understand.

Oh, I don't know.

My poor old memory isn't that dim.

Oh, I wonder if I've got everything.

Ruth, I really don't think you ought

to stay here and help me anymore today.

You mean I can go home?

No. Come here.

(Ruth sighs)

I want you to deliver these packages

to the school for the party this evening.

Nice lot of them.

See that you deliver them.

(Ruth gasps)

When you've finished, I
want you to drop this box

of old clothes at the church for me.

I guess everybody wants
me to die of exhaustion.

Don't you think that's too much

to ask a woman of her advanced age?

(Helen chuckles)

Guess this will fill up my whole day.

Oh, no, I want you to come
back when you're through.

Perhaps by then I'll have found

a large wash for you to do or something.

That's sweet of you.

Goodbye, Mr. Armstrong.

I hope you have a nice Christmas.

Thanks, Ruthie. Goodbye.

Oh, peace at last.

'Tis nice, isn't it?

Oh, yes.

Now I can finish the rest
of my Christmas packages.

- I've-
- Yes?

I have something to
straighten out with you.

Now, this, this should take care

of my room for two more
weeks, shouldn't it?

And as I told you, Mm hm.

If Mr. Frank shows up,

you can let him have it while I'm away.

Then you won't be alone in the house.

I'll be all right, thanks.

But I don't expect any telephone calls.

You have my forwarding address,

and I'm going to miss that room.

(chuckles) Ned liked that room, too.

He kept writing about
how much he missed it

while he was in the service.

I...

(sighs) Heavens, what time is it?

Oh, plenty of time.

I've nearly an hour.

You're not that early, and you know it.

Now, hurry along or you'll really be late.

Oh, all right.

(birds chirping)

I wish I could send you a box
of snow from where I'm going.

So do I.

Oh, let me help you.

- Thanks.
- (Corky barks)

Well, I haven't heard
Corky bark in ages.

Wonder what's the matter with him.

(barking continues)

He decided he's gonna be a watchdog.

Corky, come here!

Stop that!

(Corky snarling)

Corky!
(hands clapping)

Come here! Stop that!

Corky!

That's the man I hired.

Do you know (laughs), I
believe he's afraid of Corky.

He couldn't be.

Now, hurry or you're
going to miss that train.

Corky, you bad dog.

Up! Come here!

That a-boy.

I'm sorry, I don't know
what's come over him.

Glad you're here.

The name is?

- Howard Wilton, Ma'am.
- Oh, that's right.

Howard Wilton, Mr. Armstrong.

I'm glad to meet you.

I know you're going to be a
great help to Mrs. Gordon.

I hope to be.

I tried to make friends with him.

Oh, he just doesn't trust strangers.

- I'm sorry.
- Well, nice meeting you.

- Goodbye, Helen.
- Goodbye, dear.

And drop me a card, won't you?

- I'll do that.
- All right.

Goodbye, Corky.

- Bye.
- See him off

to the gate, Corky.

Go on.

- Oh, my.
- Sorry, I'm late.

Oh, that's all right.

There's so much to do.

Oh, yes, the wreath.

Here.

- Thank you.
- (bells jingling)

Where does it go?

Right over the door.

Thank you.

The dog wasn't here
when I came yesterday.

No, he runs off all the time.

Haven't seen a dog yet that liked me.

You probably imagine
they don't like you.

That looks nice.

You ever owned one?

No.

(hammer tapping)

[Helen] Better come
inside and get started now.

(bells jingling)

Oh, give me your coat,

and I'll hang it here in the closet.

Thank you.

Where shall I put this?

Oh, I'll take it.

Now, let me see.

Oh, yes, I think I'd like
the floors waxed first.

Floors are my specialty.

Maybe I don't work as fast as others,

but when I've finished,

you know they've really been polished.

That's good.

Well, I'll get the waxing things.

You shouldn't carry
that, it's too heavy.

Thank you.

You should have let me get it.

Oh, I'm used to carrying it.

Well, you won't carry it anymore.

Now...

Oh, yes, why don't you put
the rugs on the front lawn,

and then they'll be out of your way?

All right.

(Corky barking)

(mysterious orchestral music)

(pail clanging)

(water splashing)

(pensive music)

(music softens)

Need any help, Mrs. Gordon?

[Helen] No, thanks!

I'm just getting some boxes.

(frame thuds)

Mrs. Gordon, if you don't mind,

I'd like to take my coat somewhere else.

Your coat?

Well, yes.

You see, I didn't know
it was a storage closet.

It might get dirty.

It's my only coat.

Oh.

Well, I have a cedar closet upstairs.

You can put it there if you like.

Yes.

(sighs) Soon as I get rid
of these, I'll take it up.

If you'll tell me where the
closet is, I'll take it up.

Oh, it's the first door

on the right at the top of the stairs.

Wouldn't want you running
upstairs on my account.

(Helen chuckles)

(pensive music)

Oh, Operator, 4892, please.

Yes, thank you.

Hello, this is Mrs. Gordon.

Would you get Mr. Anderson for me?

Hello, Mr. Anderson?

I've got quite a Christmas list for you.

Thank you.

(Helen continues speaking faintly)

Very well then, I'll expect him.

Late this afternoon?

Oh, thank you, I appreciate it.

Bye.

Would you like me to
help you trim the tree?

Oh, no, thank you.

I just wanted to look at them.

I really think we should
get on with the work now.

- Mrs. Gordon?
- Yes?

You're not dissatisfied with
the work I'm doing, are you?

Why, no.

So far you're doing very well.

Then you weren't telephoning
anybody about me, were you?

Why, no. Why should I?

Besides, who would I call?

I don't need any references.

I was just phoning about some groceries.

You see, I'm very anxious
to make good on this job.

I always try to do my best.

I work very hard, but nobody realises it.

I get paid, but...

(glass shatters)

Howard, what's the matter?

I'm sorry.

That's all right.

Something's troubling you, isn't it?

Would you like to tell me about it?

No, it's nothing.

Oh, now, haven't you ever been troubled

and talked things over
with one of your friends?

I haven't any friends.

Just because you work for me

is no reason why we can't be friends.

Yes, it is.

Why?

Because I'll only be here
for today, Mrs. Gordon.

I'll clean your house, do my job,

and be gone and forgotten as far

as you're concerned and
looking for the next job,

wherever that is.

Oh, now, that isn't necessarily true.

Why, you might fit in here very nicely.

I like you.

You need the work, and I
certainly need someone to help me.

You mean, maybe I could come back?

[Helen] Yes, we might even
have a regular day every week,

perhaps even two.

Oh, that'd be fine.

But it won't work out that way.

Oh, why not?

This will be just
like all the other jobs.

Most people only have me
once, or at best twice.

Perhaps they can't afford it.

Why do they have me in the first place?

Well...

Please forgive me for saying this.

It's really none of my business,

but if you keep things
too long within yourself,

you forget how to share
your troubles with others.

You shut everyone away from you,

as you're doing now.

Don't you see?

What I'm trying to say is I know

what it is to be lonely, too.

I think I'd better get on with my work.

Of course, I didn't mean to offend you.

I know you didn't.

If you need anything, I'll be upstairs.

Just call me.

(floor squeaking)

(dramatic music)

Aunt Helen!

What?

Who are you?

Howard Wilton.

What are you doing here?

Working.

Where's my Aunt?

- Upstairs.
- Oh.

Aunt Helen, I'm back!

What do I have to do now?

[Helen] Nothing, dear!

Just go home.

You'll only be in my way.

Thank you.

Well, that's that.

I'm starved.

How 'bout you?

[Howard] No.

[Ruth] Want some potato chips?

[Howard] Nope.

I'm glad Aunt Helen
finally found herself

a nice looking man to
have around the house.

Did you see Mr. Armstrong?

Yes.

(chuckles) Not much, huh?

I said to Aunt Helen only the other day,

"If you're gonna have a man around,

at least have a lively one.

After all, just 'cause you're a widow

doesn't mean you have to turn
yourself into an old maid.

Good heavens, Uncle Ned's
been dead almost two years."

But I guess once you've been married,

you can't ever be an old maid again.

Not exactly, can you?

I know one thing.

Aunt Helen won't be quite so
lonely anymore with you around.

(handle clattering)

Not very talkative, are you?

Gee, when I see nice,
shiny floors like this,

I feel like dancing.

(Ruth hums)

Do you like to dance?

No.

[Ruth] Do you know how?

No.

[Ruth] Maybe you'd like to learn.

No, I wouldn't.

(pensive music)

I don't know when I've
had less cooperation

in my entire life.

(pensive music)

(Ruth laughs)
(music builds)

[Howard] You think I'm funny?

Not particularly.

I don't like being laughed at.

Well, aren't you a bundle of nerves?

Listen, you, I don't see many
men around polishing floors.

It's a woman's job.

Who do you think you are?

It seems to me there's better

ways for a man to make a living.

(dramatic music)

(hands banging)
(music intensifies)

(lock clicking)

(Helen sighs)

Oh, Howard?

Howard?

How long have you been
watching me, Mrs. Gordon?

What are you talking about?

Would you like me to work
faster, is that what you want?

Are you well?

Are you well enough to work?

Yes, of course I am.

Big hero, isn't he?

That's my husband.

He was killed during the war.

Killed?

Yes.

Oh, I see.

Now it all fits.

I'm alive, and he's dead.

It should be the other way around,

isn't that what you think?

[Helen] How can you say such things?

Because it's true, that's why.

You're ill.

Let's put the work away.

Put the work away?

Now you don't want me to
do the job, is that it?

You're just like the Army.

There was a job to be done there, too,

but they wouldn't let me in.

Now you want me to stop
in the middle of this.

I think you've said enough.

You'd better leave.

I'll pay you for the time you've put in.

(drawer slams)

How dare you?

You're not gonna make me
feel weak the way they did.

That room full of men.

I was just as strong,

just as good as they were.

I failed.

And they offered me coffee and doughnuts.

Tried to tell me they were
doing it all for my own good,

that I wasn't well.

While the others were signing up,

I had to sit there like a
tired old man and sip coffee.

I'm sorry.

That's all right.

I'm tired.

Yes, I know, I understand.

I really think you should go home now.

I don't know where my home is.

No?

No.

Where did you come from

when you arrived here this morning?

I don't know.

I told you, I forget things.

But you must have a home.

A room someplace.

No.

Sometimes when I start out in the morning,

I say to myself, "Remember
to come back here tonight,

this is where you live,"

but I can't remember.

I can't remember.

Well, don't worry.

Between us, we'll
straighten out everything.

Will we?

- Why, yes, of course.
- Will we?

We can call the...

There are places we can call.

No, don't call!

Why not?

They'll ask questions,

questions that I wouldn't
be able to answer.

But don't you understand?

If anyone questions you,

it would only be in an effort to help you.

No, don't call.

But, Howard, you're ill.

- It would be sensible to get-
- No!

That's what I've been trying to tell you.

I've had enough of them.

Please, don't get any doctors around here,

they wouldn't understand.

Not the way you do.

You understand.

I can feel it.

I can...
(dramatic music)

(prisms chiming)

(pensive music)

Mrs. Gordon?

Yes?

Have I done anything to hurt you?

No, of course you haven't.

I'm glad.

Because I wouldn't want to hurt you.

But I might, you know?

Oh, I don't believe that.

You're just not feeling well, that's all.

You don't know what it means like I do

to find myself in the middle of a room,

or the middle of a busy street,

or in some house I'm working in.

When a thing like that happens,

I wonder where I am, what I'm doing.

And sometimes I'm looking down at someone,

somebody that's been hurt.

They've been hurt very badly.

And I wonder if I've done it,

if what I'm looking at is real

or it's only in my mind.

Then I begin to run.

I hide.

But I don't know what I'm hiding from.

It's bad enough to hide,

but not to know what you're hiding from.

There are days when I pick up a newspaper

and I see that somebody's been murdered.

And I ask myself,

"Could I have been there at that time?

Could I have done this thing?

Where was I yesterday?"

What causes these blank spaces?

What causes them?

I don't know.

I don't know.

I don't know.

Perhaps if we get a doctor.

I told you, I've had enough of doctors.

Just tell me one thing,

do you know what started things
going wrong this morning?

No, I don't.

I remember something
about a man being here.

Was there a man here?

Yes.

[Howard] What was his name?

Mr. Armstrong. He rooms here.

Oh, yes. I remember.

He's the one who started it all.

[Helen] What do you mean?

I was coming up the walk,

there was a dog barking,

and he was standing right here.

He was laughing at me.

He wasn't.

Really, he wasn't.

Oh, yes, he was, and you know he was.

Howard, you're imagining things.

No, he had a suitcase in his hand

and his overcoat over his arm.

(Corky whining)

Where are you going?

To let him in, of course.

He can't harm you.

Please, Howard.

All right.

(Helen panting)

(ominous music)
(doorknob rattling)

(Corky whining)

[Helen] Where's the key?

Wherever you put it, I suppose.

I never lock the doors from
the inside during the daytime.

Give me the key.

I don't have your key.

[Helen] Yes, you have.

I tell you, I don't have your key!

Very well.

I'll let him in the back way.

(music continues)
(Corky whimpering)

(doorknob rattles)
(dramatic music)

Where's your roomer now, Mrs. Gordon?

Is he coming back soon?

Yes.

Yes, he is coming back.

Why, he should be here any minute.

Good.

Then I can ask him if
he was laughing at me

when I arrived this morning.

I wouldn't wait for him, if I were you.

There might be trouble.

Trouble?

He won't like it when he finds

you've locked me in this house.

What do you mean?

Try the door.

You've probably forgotten you locked it.

You've told me you don't
remember things you do.

Howard, please, if you went quietly now

there won't be any trouble.

I promise you.

(anticipatory music)

I'll try the front door.

(door rattling)

Hello, Operator?

(lever clicking)

Operator?

I must have locked that
door, just like you said,

and forgotten about it.

I'm sorry, I don't know
why I'd do such a thing.

Well, we'll forget about it,

now that you know you did
it and that I wasn't lying.

Most people would have been
angry and called the police.

Howard, I'd rather Mr.
Armstrong didn't find

you here when he gets back.

But instead, you were kind and patient.

I wonder, Mrs. Gordon, could I stay here?

Until I'm well again?

Please?

That's not possible.

For one thing, I haven't room.

You have room for Mr. Armstrong.

Well, yes, but you couldn't expect me

to ask him to leave, could you?

But you don't seem to understand.

I haven't any other place to go,

and it's so nice here.

I've never in my life met
anyone as kind as you are.

Howard, please go now,
before Mr. Armstrong gets back.

Oh.

Here we are.

If it weren't for him, I
could stay here, couldn't I?

Well, maybe I could talk to him.

Yes, perhaps we could make

some arrangements with him for later.

You mean you'd talk to him
about giving up his room?

Yes.

You'd tell him how much I
needed to be here, couldn't you?

Yes, I'll talk to him,
but on one condition.

I'll do anything.

That you go now.

Then I'll let you know
what he has to say later.

Well, that'll be fine.

But how will you get in touch with me?

Well, you'll call me.

I'll give you my phone number.

Oh.

Just a minute, I'll get a
pencil and write it down.

[Howard] But I might forget to call you.

You know how it is with me.

Oh, no, you won't.

Now, you just call me,

and I'll let you know what arrangements

have been made about the room.

There.

Thank you for everything.

That's all right.

You do think he'll
understand, don't you?

Oh, I'm sure he will.

Well, goodbye, Howard.

Goodbye.

I can't go without my coat.

Oh.

Well, that's all right, I'll get it.

(Harold knocks)

Oh, hello.

I'm Harold Franks.

Yes?

I've come to see about renting the room.

Is Mrs. Gordon in?

What did you say?

Mrs. Gordon.

You see, Armstrong wrote me.

He was sure it would be all right with her

if I took his room for a couple of weeks

while he's on his trip back east.

Oh.

Well, do you suppose I
could speak to Mrs. Gordon?

You see, Armstrong told
me he was sure it would be

all right with her if-
The room has been rented.

You don't understand.

If I could just talk to Mrs. Gordon,

perhaps she might know of
another place, and I...

(Helen panting)

Sorry, but Mrs. Gordon isn't here now.

Goodbye.

(lock clicks)

I couldn't find your coat.

Where did you put it?

Never mind.

I'm not going anywhere.

What do you mean?

You promised to leave if
I spoke to Mr. Armstrong.

You can't break your promise.

You can't.

Why can't I?

(doorknob rattles)

What's come over you?

Why have you changed your mind,

just when you were being so reasonable?

Just when I thought
you were so different,

that I could trust you.

I'm very disappointed.

What have I done?

You've lied!

That's what you've done.

- No, I haven't.
- Oh, yes, you have.

You're just full of tricks, aren't you?

So Mr. Armstrong was
coming right back, was he?

Well, he was.

I thought he was.

Now, when I lie, you
can't count it as lying,

because sometimes I can't remember.

But you took advantage of that.

You thought I wouldn't remember

that Mr. Armstrong had gone on a trip.

Well, I didn't until
a man came to the door

while you were upstairs
wanting to rent his room.

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

So you were gonna talk to Mr. Armstrong?

I'm sorry, I'm sorry!

[Howard] It's too late to be sorry!

- Please, forgive me!
- What did you intend to do?

Call the police after I'd gone?

- No, no.
- Tell them to be looking

out for a stupid cur?

[Helen] No, honestly!

What do you know about honesty?

(phone ringing)

(Helen gasps)

Don't answer that!

[Helen] Oh, let me, please let me.

Don't go near it.

(ringing continues)

And don't try the window.

(Helen gasps)
(ringing continues)

What do you intend to do?

How long are you gonna hold me here?

It's too bad things
had to turn out this way.

For awhile, I thought everything
was going to be all right.

Now you've spoiled it all.

I didn't mean to hurt you.

Really, I didn't.

From now on, I promise you-
Promise?

I know all about your promises.

Please, don't you
realise I didn't mean it?

I- Shut up!

Leave me alone.

I wanna think things out.

Not upstairs!

In the kitchen.

(phone ringing)
(Helen breathing heavily)

(doorknob rattling)

(ringing continues)
(Helen gasping)

(phone thuds)

(glass shattering)

Help me!

Help!

(glass shattering)

No!

Oh, Howard, no, no!

Please!

Please, look, I have some money here,

I'll give it to you if
you'll just let me go!

I don't want your money.

- Oh!
- You can't buy me off!

Now get into the living room!

No!

(Helen sobbing)

What have you done?

You won't be needing it.

(children chattering)

Come on, boys, we'll be late!

(chattering continues)

Come on, Jimmy, hurry up!

(chattering continues)

[Helen] Jimmy!

Jimmy, get someone to-

I warned you not to do that!

- No, let me go, or I'll-
- Or what'll you do?

- What'll you do?
- Let me go!

- You'll do nothing!
- No!

Stay away from doors and windows!

No! No! No!

(Helen sobbing)

No!

- No!
- Shh, shh!

Don't shout.

That's because you weren't in school.

(children laughing)

[Girl] Hurry up, Jimmy.

She told us not to be late.
(doorbell ringing)

There's no one home.

She must be.

She said she was.

[Girl] She told us
(Helen speaking indistinctly)

To come this afternoon.

[Boy] She's always home.

(doorbell ringing)

(object clattering)

Did you hear that?

[Boy] There must be somebody in there.

Go on, ring it again.

(doorbell ringing)

Hey, I hear someone walking

- around in there.
- Be quiet if you

don't want those kids to get hurt.

(Helen sobbing)

Now you listen to me.

I'm gonna let those kids in
because they might go for help,

but you'd better be quiet,

for their sake as well as yours.

You wouldn't harm them.

They're only children.

Please.

Shut up and do as I tell you!

Don't go anywhere near them.

Please don't!

(doorbell ringing)

[Girl] I hear her coming.

Gee, Mrs. Gordon, hurry up!

We've got presents!

[Girl] Someone's coming.

(doorbell ringing)

[Girl] We've got other places to go.

Come on, kids!

She said she'd be here.

[Boy] Say, it's not Mrs. Gordon.

It's a man!

Gee,

- where's Mrs. Gordon gone?
- Where's Mrs. Gordon?

[Howard] She's ill.

Mrs. Gordon? Mrs. Gordon?

Give me the presents and-

- Mrs. Gordon, where are you?
- I'll see that she gets them.

No, I'm gonna put mine under the tree!

- Come on, Petey!
- Boy, look at that tree!

[Girl] Boy, it sure is a nice tree!

Our tree isn't even up yet.

I made my present all
by myself, bookends.

Oh, look at the pretty Christmas tree.

She even decorated it with snow.

- I got her a writing set.
- Hey, look at this.

[Boy] What the heck is that?

Why, it's a music box, silly.

Hey, Mrs. Gordon!

Mrs. Gordon, can't you come down

and see what we brought you?

Can't you come down and
see us for a minute?

Mrs. Gordon is ill.

Please don't bother her.

Say, mister, what's your name?

- But I want to talk
- Do you live here?

To Mrs. Gordon!

Hey, are you a friend of Mrs. Gordon's?

Yes.

You'd better go now,

- I have to finish my work.
- Say, come on.

Let's decorate the tree!

(children clamouring)

- The lights work!
- Oh!

(music box playing)
(children clamouring)

[Girl] Hey, Jimmy, Jimmy, come here!

Gee, Mister, can't we
wait a little longer?

- Maybe she wants to see us.
- Hope she's okay

for the party tonight.

Say, are you coming to the party, too?

- Party?
- Sure.

Everybody's coming.

Here you are, tickets.

50 cents each.

- How many?
- Sure is gonna

be a swell party.

You better come.

What's the matter?

Don't you want to help buy
a new piano for the gym?

[Boy] I sold 10 already.

If we sell lots, we get a prize.

[Boy] Thanks, Mister.

Here ya are.

Bye!

Goodbye.

- Gee, thanks.
- Gee, thank you.

[Boy] See you at the party tonight.

Everybody's gonna be there.

Better be on time.

[Girl] Be sure and tell
her we were here, won't you?

(boy speaking indistinctly)

[Boy] Wasn't that nice of that man?

- Jimmy!
- It sure is a nice day,

- Jimmy!
- Isn't it?

(ice cream jingle playing)

- Come on!
- The ice cream man!

I want chocolate.

Wait a minute, Mister!

[Girl] I want strawberry!

Jimmy!

Jimmy.

[Girl] Gee, who's going to buy me one?

I haven't got any money.

I want strawberry.

(music box playing)

(music box winding)

(music box playing)

(footsteps approaching)

(lock clicking)

I won't do anything wrong anymore.

I promise you.

I won't do anything wrong.

I want to show you what I've done.

I've straightened out the room.

You see, I rearranged the furniture

so that everything balances.

You better sit down here.

I even trimmed the tree.

You like it?

I pulled this mirror out.

Kind of a winter pond.

You have nice hands.

We haven't eaten all day.

Don't you think we
ought to have some food?

Yes.

Yes, of course.

What's your first name?

Helen.

Helen, that's a beautiful name.

I've been in so many
towns, so many places.

I can't ever remember
anyone caring about me.

There must be someone
who's close to you,

someone who at this very moment

is wondering where you
are, if you're in trouble.

I don't think I ever loved anyone.

And I know that no one ever loved me.

Your face is nice, too.

I've never known anyone like you.

Please, Howard.

Howard I...

I know I've lied to you today.

I haven't been fair.

But from now on, I really
will do things differently.

I've been wrong in
everything I've done so far.

It's all been my fault,

but things really will be different

because we understand
each other now, don't we?

Yes.

There'll be no more trouble.

No more trouble.

That's all I've ever wanted.

Mr. Armstrong's room is yours.

You can have it.

But I would like to see
if it's tidy for you.

You see, some of the drapes

may be a little faded and the rug,

one of the rugs is worn.

Well, you might even want some

of the furniture moved around,

so I'll just go up and take a look.

I'll be right down.

Howard, there's no need
for you to come up.

I told you, I won't be long.

I'm very good at fixing up rooms.

I've never been able to afford much rent,

so I've had to do the
best with what I had.

I'm sorry.

It's a nice room.

I like it.

I like big closets.

Easier to keep things in order.

This is nice, too.

(pensive music)

This coat, it's an Army coat.

It was my husband's.

I forgot to store it away.

(music continues)

I can wear a soldier's coat, too.

Just like your husband.

No.

Howard, remember, we were going
to fix up the room for you.

Just like your husband.

Here, let me help you take the coat off.

(pensive music)

No, Howard.

No.

Please, no.

No.

No!

(Helen gasping)
(music building)

(Helen sobbing)
(music softens)

I think I'll change things around.

Sometimes at night, I can't
sleep and I like to look out.

I'll move the bed over by the window.

Things'll be different for me now.

I'll have a new life here.

Because you'll help me to forget

the things that are bothering me.

I'm very grateful.

This isn't just a trick, is it?

You're not just saying all these things?

Because if I thought you didn't mean them,

I couldn't stand it.

(pensive music)

(doorbell rings)

There's someone downstairs.

Yes.

We'd better let him in.

Yes!

(ringing continues)

Mrs. Gordon?

Mrs. Gordon?

(Doug knocking)

Mrs. Gordon?

It's Doug, the grocery boy.

You'd better let him in.

Door's locked.

You'll get rid of him quick, won't you?

- Hi.
- Hello, Doug.

What happened to your
window, Mrs. Gordon?

There's glass all over the porch.

Yes, I know.

It was an accident.

Gee, that's too bad.

Hi there.

Doug, this is Howard Wilson.

Glad to meet you.

He's working here today.

Gee, that's swell.

Wish I had a job indoors today.

It's getting chilly out.

Mrs. Lacey gave me a hot cup

of chocolate this morning.

(bag thuds)

- I'm sorry.
- That's all right.

Where's Corky, Mrs. Gordon?

Oh, he ran off this morning.

Shouldn't I go look for him?

No, thank you.

My Timmy's a smart dog, Mrs. Gordon.

He never strays from our place.

You've never seen him, have you?

- No.
- He's a big dog.

And tricks?

Not a thing that dog can't do

when he puts his mind to it.

- Just yesterday-
- Yes, yes, I know.

[Doug] Say, are you
all right, Mrs. Gordon?

[Helen] Why, yes.

Well, you don't look it.

If it's Corky that's worrying you,

I'll be glad to take a look for you.

No, thank you. I...

I just have a sort of
a headache, that's all.

Yeah?

Ever hear of holding your
breath for a headache?

No, I haven't.

Some kids at school were tellin' me-

Doug, I'm perfectly all right.

Mom takes aspirins for hers.

If you haven't got any-
I'm busy today,

I haven't time to talk.

You don't have to check,

I'm sure it's all there.

[Doug] But I've got to, Mrs. Gordon.

Mr. Anderson says always to be sure.

If it's not all here,
it means another trip.

Very well.

I'll give you a check, then.

[Doug] A check?

- How much is it?
- But-

Doug, don't argue.

How much is it?

[Doug] $4.37.

All right.

Say, is she giving
you trouble today, too?

Trouble?

Yeah, she's always so nice.

I like her better than
any of my customers.

She's busy.

Yeah?

Then why is she taking
time out to write a check?

She always pays at the end of the month.

I guess she's not gonna
trade with us anymore.

Sure wish to know if
I did something wrong.

Here's your money.

Mrs. Gordon's gonna give me a check.

Never mind.

But I haven't got change.

Keep the change.

Gee, thanks.

Will you tell Mrs. Gordon

that I'm sorry she's not feeling well

and if there's anything I can do-

Go along now, we're very busy.

Sure.

Well, bye.

(pensive music)

(lock clicking)

(dramatic music)

(pensive music)

Leave me alone.

Leave me alone!

(music building)

(dramatic music)

You're insane.

Get away from me!

You're insane!

(music continues)

(door slams)

(music building)

Get away from me!

Get away!

No, no!

(Helen sobbing)
(dramatic music)

(pensive music)

(dramatic music)

(pensive music)

(door opens)

Mrs. Gordon?

I've finished now.

I hope the floors look all right.

I found this money in the
kitchen while I was cleaning up.

Was it meant for me?

Yes.

Thank you.

I think I'll go home now.

I'm very tired.

This door is locked.

You have the key.

Why should I have...

I have two keys.

That's the one.

Unlock it.

(engine rumbling)

Just unlock it.

Hello.

I'm Stevens from the phone company.

That phone of yours has
been reported out all day.

Sorry I couldn't get here any sooner,

but we've really been swamped.

Is your phone out of order, Mrs. Gordon?

Why, no.

No, there must be some mistake.

Well, that's funny.

We've had several reports.

Maybe I better go and
check with Joe in the car.

Oh, just a minute.

I wonder, could you do me a favour?

Certainly.

This man's been working here all day.

He's not very well.

I mean, he's very tired.

I was wondering, could you
drop him at the car line?

[Repairman] Well, I'd be glad to.

Thank you very much.

But I can't wait long.

Joe and I have another call

to make way on the other side of town.

No, right away.

Howard, why don't you go
out and sit in the car?

Now that Mr. Stevens is here,

I do want him to check the phone

to see that all is in order.

You will do that for me, won't you?

Sure thing.

Mr. Stevens will be right out, Howard.

All right, Mrs. Gordon.

Please, come in.

Quickly, I don't want him to hear us.

Of course there's something
wrong with the phone.

He ripped the wires.

He's insane.

What?

[Helen] He tried to kill me.

Are you serious?

Yes, of course I am.

He's locked me in this house all day.

Why, I even had to smash one

of the kitchen windows to try and get out.

Oh, please, you've got to believe me.

Look, come with me, and
I'll prove it to you.

(crickets chirping)

You will go the police, won't you?

All right, I guess Joe
and I can take care of it.

Oh, thank you.

Thank you.

(door closes)

Mrs. Gordon!

Mrs. Gordon!
(hand banging)

He's gone, Mrs. Gordon.

You'd better lock yourself inside.

Oh, no, he can't have gone far.

You've got to find him, you've got to!

All right, but how about you?

[Helen] I'll be all
right, just find him.

(engine idling)

(engine rumbling)
(dramatic music)

(anticipatory music)

(pensive music)

Mrs. Gordon?

I'm sorry to be so long
in getting my coat.

It was in your bedroom
closet with a sheet over it.

Oh, and I found some tickets.

Tickets to a party.

I must have picked them up by mistake.

They must be yours.

Well, goodbye.

Goodbye.

(engine rumbling)
(pensive music)

(engine idling)
(music continues)

It's Mr. Stevens.

It was nice of him to come back.

(dramatic music)

(Corky whimpering)

(music swells)