All language subtitles for Alfred.Hitchcock.Presents.S05E18.Backward.Turn.Backward.1080p.PCOK.WEBRip.AAC.2.0.H.265.-EDGE2020_track3_[eng]

Good evening,
ladies and gentlemen.

I’m making a gift
for a dear friend.

It’s a going-away present.

It’s also in the nature
of a surprise,

since he isn’t aware

the trip is being planned
for him.

[clank]

This is peculiar.

I’m cutting along
the dotted line.

[pop]

[clank, clatter]

Oh, well, I don’t really need
anything fancy.

I’m only gonna chain it
to his feet.

And now, ladies and gentlemen,
we present our story,

"Backward, Turn Backward."

Hey, Sheriff!
When’s the hanging?

Nice turnout.

Saul, you’re a chemist.
Tell me something.

How is it people can smell blood
a mile away?

No, they can’t.

But they do.
Every time.

Look at them.

Good, honest, God-fearing...
vultures!

Don’t be too hard on them,
Andy.

-All they want is--
-All they want is

Phil Canby’s head for dinner.

You gonna give it to them?

I don’t know.

-What’d you find?
-Nothing.

Just about the cleanest job
I ever saw.

What about this?

Oh, it’s the murder weapon,
all right.

But I can’t tell you much more
than that.

Why not?

Well, see for yourself.
Pick it up.

Go on.

Now smell it.

Laundry soap?

Yep.

Yeah, he scrubbed it
in the sink.

Then he washed out the sink.

You’ve got to hand it
to old Canby,

he’s a neat murderer.

[clink]

Now you listen to me, Saul.

Phil Canby isn’t a murderer
until a jury says so.

You understand? A jury!

I haven’t even arrested him yet.

You wanted to see me, Andy?

Yes.

Now, Miss Lyons,

I know you mean well,
and I’m grateful

for the help you’ve been
to us.

I’m going to have to ask you
to hold your tongue about this,

until we make an arrest.

Oh, I’m sure I don’t know
what you’re talking about.

You’ve been telling people
that you knew

something terrible was going
to happen.

Well, it’s the truth,

and the truth
never hurt anybody,

did it?

I’m not so sure.

Anyway,
something terrible did happen,

before all this.
And everybody knows it, too.

Phil Canby chasing

after a girl young enough
to be his granddaughter.

Do you know what I saw?

I saw Phil Canby
take Sue Thompson

in his arms and kiss her.

Right on the mouth.

Made me sick to my stomach.

Why?

"Why?" Oh, Andy,
Phil Canby’s 60 years old!

-[Andy] Fifty-nine!
-Oh!

Besides, the way I hear it,
he offered to marry her

-and she accepted.
-But that makes it even worse!

The very idea!
A girl still in her teens...

...marrying
an old fool like that.

Is that why you all want
to see him hang?

Because you think
he’s an old fool?

Would you like your daughter
to marry a man of 59?

Were you in love
with Matt Thompson?

I certainly was not!

[sighs]
Oh, I...

I liked Matt well enough,

and I...
well, I felt sorry for him,

all alone in this big old house.

Not exactly alone.

He had his daughter Sue.

Hmph! A lot of good she was!

You’d think that girl could
at least keep this place clean.

Who took care of Sue
when she was a baby
after her mother died?

Her father.

-And when he was working?
-Oh!

I don’t know.

From what I’ve heard,
you were very good

to both Matt and Sue
in those days.

I was only doing my duty,
helping out.

I’ve heard rumors that you,
you expected Matt

to propose to you.

Is that true?

Whoever told you
such a silly thing?

Are you prepared
to swear you heard

the Murray baby crying
last night?

-I most certainly am.
-At 10:30?

-That’s right.
-You’re sure?

It couldn’t have been
some other child?

Hardly.
There isn’t another baby

in the whole block.

And I knew it was 10:30
because I looked at my clock

when I got home.

-Why did you do that?
-I always do.

-And that was when you heard
the baby crying?
-Yes.

You know,
Phil Canby swears

the baby was asleep
at that time.

And never cried once.

That’s ridiculous!

I never heard him
like that before,

rasping for breath.
He kept it up all the time

I was getting ready for bed.

All right, Miss Lyons.

You can go on home now.

Well!
Isn’t there anything I can do?

No, I think you’ve done
just about enough.

We’ll call you.

The ambulance is here, Andy.

Can we haul it away?

-[door closes]
-Yeah.

[chattering]

[boy]
Hey, here comes the Sheriff!

[boy]
You gonna arrest him now?

[doorbell buzzes]

Oh, Sheriff, come in.

Your father here?

Yes. He’s-
He’s upstairs, I think.

With Sue Thompson?

[boy sobbing]

I’m sorry.

Philip, darling, I’m coming!

Yes, Mommy’s here!

It’s all right, darling.
Mommy’s here now.

And I’ll have your lunch
in just a moment.

He’s at that certain age.

I know.
I had the same

-trouble with mine.
-[boy] Mommy, come on!

-[crying] Now!
-Now, now, young fellow,

what’s the matter?
Quiet.

[crying continues]

[stops crying]

You certainly have
a way with children.

With this one, I do.

Couldn’t rightly say
about any others.

Got anything more
to tell me, Phil?

Nothing more to tell.

They’re all blaming him for it,
aren’t they?

Why? What’s wrong?
He worked for those people.

He loved them.
He was their friend.

Why are they all suddenly
turning on him like this?

Don’t you know?

Yes, I suppose I do.

But it’s not right, Sheriff!

You can’t condemn a man
for murder just because

you don’t approve
of what he’s doing!

I’m not condemning your father,
Betty.

I’m only trying to get
at the truth.

You’ve got to believe that.

Told you all I know, Andy.

What’s the point
going on about it?

Not a matter of point, Phil.
It’s routine.

You don’t mind if I ask Sue
a few questions,

-do you, Phil?
-Not if she don’t.

Sue, Sheriff here
wants to talk with you.

Yes, sir?

Sue, I’m going to speak
straight out to you.

A lot of people think that
Phil Canby is responsible

-for your father’s death.
-That’s silly!

[Andy] Maybe so,
but that’s the way it is.

Do you think he’s responsible?

It doesn’t make any difference
what I think.

Now, Sue, I’m going
to ask you a few questions.

I want you to tell me
what happened last night,

just the way you remember it.

And don’t leave anything out.

Go ahead, tell him.

It’s all right.
We got nothing to be afraid of.

I don’t know what to say.

Last night you asked Phil over
to your house to fix the drain.

Is that right?

-Yes, sir.
-[Andy] What happened?

Phil was fixing the drain.

We were talking about our plans.

Daddy came in and then
he started to yell and say

awful, terrible
[stammers] things.

What things?

He said he’d have me
put in an institution

before he’d see
his daughter married

-to an old man.
-Let her tell it, Phil.

-Then what, Sue?
-Phil yelled something

back at him. It scared me.
I hid in the pantry

and put my fingers in my ears.

When did you come out
of the pantry?

When Daddy told me to.

He said it was all over
and I could go to bed now.

-Phil was gone?
-Yes, sir!

I went upstairs
and went to sleep.

All right.

Phil, I’ve got
to talk to you now.

Alone.

Go upstairs, honey.

Won’t take long.

You rest some.

Nice girl.

Ain’t a girl!
She’s a woman.

The best I’ve seen
in long a time!

Phil, there’s no sense
pretending.

You’re in trouble.

Miss Lyons says
she heard little Philip

crying at 10:30 last night.

Your daughter admits
you didn’t change the baby.

Now, that isn’t like you,
Phil, neglecting him.

He was asleep.

I didn’t want to wake him up.

Matt Thompson was killed
between 10:00 and 11:00.

And you say you were here
at that time, babysitting,

while Betty and her husband went
to the show.

You had the radio turned on.

That’s right.

Come home right
after the quarrel.

9 o’clock.

Everybody knows that
when you’re here,

that baby’s quiet.

Yet Miss Lyons heard him crying
at 10:30!

Don’t you see what that means?

I never touched Matt!

All right,
you never touched him!

Who did?

Don’t know.

I don’t rightly care.

State’s Attorney’s going to say
that baby was crying

because you weren’t here
to keep him quiet.

He’s going to say
that you got to thinking

about Matt Thompson’s threats.

You couldn’t stand it anymore.

So, you went back
and killed him.

You even left the wrench behind.

I was using that
to fix the drain.

-Forgot it before...
-Forgot it!

Why did you wash it
with laundry soap?

Didn’t.

[rattling]

Phil! You’ve got to give me
something more to go on!

I’d go all the way for you,

if you’d just give me some proof
that you didn’t kill Matt.

Anything!

Anything.

Andy.

You think I did it, don’t you?

What else can I think?

Phil, this whole town’s
against you.

If you don’t give me
something more to go on,

you’re going to hang.

Phil, when did you first fall
in love with Sue Thompson?

Fall in love?

Sounds funny, saying that
about somebody my age,

don’t it, Andy?

Don’t rightly know.

Whatever it was,

it happened last spring.

[Phil]
I was working in the yard

and kind of keeping an eye

on little Philip
at the same time.

Sue come over to watch,
like she always did.

She was no different, I guess.

All big-eyed
and sad like a doe.

Like a big-eyed,
sad little doe,

ready to run if you made
a wrong move.

But she was different, somehow.

I’d been seeing her
ever since she was a child,

but now it was like
I was seeing her

for the first time.

Never seen such an expression
on her face before.

Like... she wasn’t
a little girl no more...

but a woman.

And she wasn’t
just outside the yard,

but outside the world,

looking in.

I’d tried to fool myself
into thinking

that I just felt protective
towards her.

But it weren’t so.

I was in love with her.

I am in love with her.

She makes me feel young.

And I haven’t felt that way
for 20 years.

Disgusted, Andy?

I just wish the two things
could be separated.

You and Sue...

...and Matt Thompson’s murder.

Can’t be separated.

If they hang me,
it won’t be for murder.

It’ll be because I fell in love
with a 19-year-old girl.

[door opens and closes]

-What’s that about?
-Nothing.

-How’s it going?
-It isn’t.

What about the drain?

Well, there are wrench marks
on it,

but I don’t know
what that proves.

Harris is here.

-Where?
-Upstairs.

Miss Thompson,

your father was murdered
last night.

Now I’m going to find out
who did it and why!

So you’d better tell me
the truth!

I am telling you the truth.

Do you mean to tell me
that you didn’t expect

your father to interfere
with your marriage

to an old man like Phil Canby?

He never interfered
with anything I did.

And don’t you know that
he told Betty Murray that

he would chain you up rather
than see you marry Canby?

He never said that to me!

[Harris] Oh, what did he say
when you told him?

I think he said something like,

"Well,
doesn’t that beat everything!"

And he laughed.

[door closes]

Are you taking over my job,
Mr. Harris?

Well, it’s not a bad idea, Andy.

Seeing that sheriffs do have
all the fun.

First on the scene,
first to make an arrest.

Sue, Mr. Harris and I have
some talking to do.

Why don’t you run on back?

I told you I’d let you know
when I was ready.

And aren’t you?

Look, Andy, I’ve been getting
a lot of calls.

Now, I understand your feelings
in this matter,

and I sympathize in a way.
But the press is

getting impatient!
What they want is an arrest!

And if you can’t give them that,
and personally,

I can’t understand why not.

At least tell them you have
a suspect under surveillance.

Or would you rather have
that mob out there
take things into its own hands?

I’ll take care of it.

[Harris]
Good.

Oh, what’s worrying you, Andy?

That there’s enough in here
to nail Canby to the ground.

I know.

Well, you ought to.
You put it together for me.

So, why are you stalling?

Look, Thompson threatens Canby,
makes things unpleasant.

Canby flies into a rage

and beats out Thompson’s brains
with a wrench.

Later, he cleans up
and goes home.

Opportunity, motive, no alibi.

It all seems so obvious, Andy.

I know! I know!

And what’s his defense?
He was home babysitting.

Now who’s gonna believe that
after Miss Lyons testifies

she heard the baby screaming
its head off?

All right!
I’ll make the arrest...

after the funeral.
Is that soon enough for you?

Andy, do me a favor.

Don’t mix me up
with those wolves outside.

I’m after Canby
because I think he’s guilty.

And I think that
because of this evidence

you’ve given me.

-[bell chimes]
-And to Thy charge,
beloved Lord,

we dispatch the immortal soul

of Matthew Wallace Thompson.

In his life upon this earth,
Matthew was a gardener,

tending for the loveliest
of Thy creations,

the flowers.

So, in a way, it is fitting

that he should at last
return to the soil

from whence
his beloved roses sprang.

He was a good man.

He never missed
a Sunday at church

from the age of seven

to the time of his
cruel and hasty death.

But he has not truly died,
as Thou dost well know.

He has but gone
from this world to another.

And as we think of him now,
reunited at last

with his loved ones,
for all eternity,

we lift our hearts
in joyous anticipation

of that dark,
mysterious journey...

which awaits us all.

[doorbell buzzes]

-Hello, John.
-Sheriff.

[door closes]

The old man, huh?

Better take
your wife upstairs, John.

You too, Sue.

[Betty] I’m not leaving.
This is my father’s house.

And I don’t have to leave
if I don’t want to.

All right.

Phil Canby,
I’m arresting you

for the willful murder
of Matt Thompson.

[Betty]
Oh, you’re crazy!

My father never killed anybody!

My father would never kill
anybody!

Come, honey,
it isn’t gonna help.

There’s nothing we can do.
Let’s go, Phil.

-You can’t take him away!
-He’ll be given a fair trial.

Don’t lie to her, Andy!
If I can be arrested

for something I didn’t do,
I can be hung for it.

Let’s get it done with.

You can take some things
if you want.

Oh, I’ve no things.

And how do you feel now?

That’s right.
You, Sue Thompson.

It’s all your fault.
Every single bit of it!

If you hadn’t led
my father on like this,

he never would have gotten
into all this trouble!

-You’re just a--
-Betty!

-Leave her alone!
-I won’t! I won’t!

She did this to you!
She made you lose

all your friends,
all your self-respect!

Now she’s sending you to jail!

-She doesn’t care!
-[shrieking]

[whining]

[crying]

[squealing]

-That’s what Miss Lyons heard.
-[whimpers]

[whining]

What will they do with her?

What they do with
all sick people, I expect.

-Put her in a hospital.
-[sobbing continues]

Do you think she knows
she killed her father?

No, I don’t think she has
any idea she killed him.

Until next week, that is.

I have a new piece
of stone and have decided

to give sculpturing
one more try.

Oh, well, what can you expect
from a beginner?

[tools clattering]

Goodnight.