All language subtitles for Alfred.Hitchcock.Presents.S06E24.A.Womans.Help.1080p.PCOK.WEBRip.AAC.2.0.H.265.-EDGE2020_track3_[eng]

Good evening.

Something must be done
about this.

On this roof alone

there are three reindeer

and a stork caught
in the antennae.

We certainly can’t have that.

It interferes with reception.

The picture becomes
quite grotesque.

Allow me to illustrate.

[electricity buzzes]

You see what I mean?

It’s rather like home movies
made by Picasso or someone.

But enough of this.

You tuned in to see a story.

And I’m certain you don’t want
to spend the time looking
at a negative.

But first,

one minute from a man

who is a positive thinker.

Ten seconds.

Five,

four,

three, two,

one.
All right, Chester.

[Chester]
Exactly three minutes,
Mr. Bourdon.

Just how she likes it.

Thank you, Chester.

Oh, and be sure that there’s
a clean napkin on the tray.

Mrs. Bourdon said
the last one was soiled.

Yes, sir.

And how is Mrs. Bourdon
feeling this morning?

About the same, as usual.

[bell ringing]

I’d better go up to her.

You certainly took your time.

How long does it take
to cook an egg?

-For heaven’s sake.
-I’m sorry, dear.

I just hope this woman
you hired looks after me
better than you do, Arnold.

Please, give me my tray.

What time does she arrive,
anyway?

Her train gets in at 9:00.

Perhaps I better send Chester
down to the station now.

You seem very anxious.

I just don’t want Miss Grecco
to feel lost. That’s all.

All right. Tell Chester
to get started.

I suppose she’ll be
some frittery blonde
with ten thumbs

and a bad permanent.

I’m sure she’ll be fine.

The nurse’s registry
recommended her highly,

and you saw her references.

You need a woman
to look after you, Elizabeth.

You’ve said so yourself.

Oh, Arnold, stop yammering
and go.

Arnold!

As soon as Miss Grecco arrives,

send her up here.

I want to look
at this creature.

Miss Grecco is here, sir.

How do you do, Miss Grecco?
I’m Arnold Bourdon.

Would you take
Miss Grecco’s luggage
up to her room, please?

[Chester]
Yes, sir.

Well, won’t you sit down,
Miss Grecco?

You must be tired
after your long trip.

A little.

I hope you’re going to be
happy with us, Miss Grecco.

My wife needs a woman
to look after her.

I’ve been doing everything
I can, of course.

But, uh, well,
she herself suggested

a practical nurse
will be so much more...

practical.
[laughing]

[Arnold]
You know about her ailment?

Yes, I do.

Well, it’s nothing dangerous,

but it is rather unpleasant
for her.

She’s in bed
most of the time.

She just hobbles
about a bit.

She’s practically never
out of her room

except for her walks
in the garden.

She’s very fond
of her little walks.

I see.

Would you--

Would you care
for a cigarette?

No, thank you.

Is it isn’t this nursing
she needs as much
as companionship.

You know how women are.

Yes.

Well, I--

I certainly hope you’re going
to be happy with this,
Miss Grecco.

[bell ringing]

Oh, that’s her bell.

I expect she wants
to see you now.

It’s right this way.

Here’s Miss Grecco, Elizabeth.

How do you do, Mrs. Bourdon?

How do you do, Miss Grecco?

I’ve just been telling Miss
Grecco how we’ve been looking
forward to her arrival.

Yes.

Well, I expect you want
to change.

Your room is right down
the corridor,

two doors from mine.

If you’ll excuse me.

Of course.

Well,

where did you get her?
From the Folies Bergère?

Oh, really, Elizabeth.

Oh, she didn’t fool me
for a minute.

She’s a chorus girl
if ever I saw one.

I suppose you think
you were being very clever,
don’t you?

Nothing of the sort.

You chose her yourself,
remember?

From the references sent
by the nurse’s registry.

Never saw
the woman before.

But you admit
that she’s pretty.

She’s attractive, yes.

But not pretty, no.

Very well, then.

She may stay.

Should be interesting
watching you two.

But make no mistake
about it, Arnold.

I’ll be watching.

Really, Elizabeth,
you’re talking nonsense.

I know you, Arnold.
I know you inside out.

I can hear
your romantic
little heart beating.

I know the kind of man
you are.

You’re the kind of man
that’s always depending
on women,

for one thing or another.

Do we have to talk
about this now?

First it was your mother.

You never even met my mother.

Your sister told me.

Your mother did everything
for you.

Then there was me.

There’s always been a woman
to help you.

Now, Arnold,
isn’t that true?

You are not being fair,
Elizabeth.

Go ahead.

Tell your Miss Grecco
she’s hired.

"In faith, I do not love thee
with mine eyes.

For they in thee
a thousand errors note."

"But ’tis my heart
that loves what they despise...

who, in despite of view,

is pleased to dote."

Arnold.

If you must read poetry,

can’t you find something
better than that?

Elizabeth,
this is Shakespeare.

It’s a lot of romantic glop,
if you ask me.

Why can’t you read me
a good novel?

I thought you might like
a little poetry for a change.

[Elizabeth]
I might.

But you read it so badly.

[laughing]

Well, Miss Grecco,

you try.

"Nor are mine ears
with thy tongue’s tune
delighted,

nor tender feeling
to base touches prone,

nor taste, nor smell,
desire to be invited

to any sensual feast
with thee alone.

But my five wits,
nor my five senses,

can dissuade one foolish
heart from serving thee."

[laughing]

Foolish is right.

Don’t you think so, Arnold?

I’m sorry,
I wasn’t listening.

Not listening?
Oh, what a pity?

Miss Grecco read
so beautifully.

-Shall I go on?
-Please do.

Arnold appreciates that kind
of thing, don’t you, Arnold?

Don’t you?

Very much.

I’m cold. I want to go in.

Of course, Mrs. Bourdon.

Oh! Watch what you’re doing,
for heaven’s sake!

-Sorry.
-Here, let me do it.

Well, come on. Come on.

Yes, Elizabeth.

Oh.

I didn’t realize
anyone was here.

That’s quite all right.

Please, come in.

I’ve been having
trouble sleeping.

I often do.

That’s why I come down here
and have a glass of hot milk.

It’s the only thing, really.

Oh, say, can I fix you one?

Please, don’t trouble.

No, no, no.
It’s no trouble at all. Here.

You can just sit right down
here at the table.

It’s high time that somebody
waited on you, Miss Grecco.

Thank you.

All right.

Well, Elizabeth has certainly
kept you hopping

these past two months.

I haven’t minded.

No. No, of course you haven’t.

You’ve been wonderfully patient
with her.

She isn’t that much trouble.

Oh, no, you can be honest
with me.

I’ve been her nurse
for the past year.

Here, would you like
a little brandy in this?

No, thank you.

It must be terrible
for you seeing her like this.

Specially if you...

if you love her
a great deal.

It would be awkward,
wouldn’t it?

But as it happens...

My milk is getting cold.

I’m sorry.

I love you, Arnold.

I love you, too.

But it’s hopeless, isn’t it?

Depends on what you mean
by hopeless.

I mean marriage of course.

Oh.

That is what you meant,
isn’t it?

It would be ordinarily.
But as you know,
I’m a very married man.

There are divorce courts.

Yeah.

Also poorhouses.

I don’t have any money
on my own, you know.

I’m not used
to having no money.

That’s all there is to it,
then.

-We can’t admit that.
-What else can there be?

I won’t be
a back street wife.

That’s a dreadful,
novelettish phrase.

I prefer lover.

And I prefer wife.

There must be something
we can do.

This isn’t fair to any of us.

As for Elizabeth,

she’ll never get any better.

She’ll get more miserable
every day.

You, um--

You know that medicine
that you give her every night?

You mean the 9:00 sedative.

Yeah.

Now, when--

when Dr. Ivey
first prescribed it for her,

he warned me that it was
a very strong sedative.

She’s so uncomfortable
at night.

It helps her a lot.

Yeah.

You know about
the proper dosage and all that,
don’t you?

Yes.

I know the drug
could be dangerous,

that an overdose
could affect the brain,

possibly cause hemorrhaging.

Yes, naturally,

you wouldn’t make any mistake
about overdosing.

Of course not.

-It’d be foolish.
-Very foolish.

So easily detectable.

Yes, however, isn’t it true

that it wouldn’t be detected
if it was administered

a little bit at a time?

That is,

three extra drops every night
have the same effect

as an overdose.

Only not immediately.

Yes.

I believe that’s true.

She’d become weaker
every day.

That’s bound to be a symptom.

Yes, but not necessarily
ascribable to the drug.

And the amount in the bottle

would hardly be noticeable,
don’t you think?

I suppose so.

How--

How long you think
it will take before...

I really can’t say.

Just as a guess.

I would say...

about two months.

That’d be June.

[door opening]

Good morning, darling.

Well, how are we feeling
this morning?

Arnold, your cheerfulness
is depressing.

[laughing]
I’m sorry, dear.

What are you dressed up for?

Huh? I thought I’d play
a little tennis.

-No, you can’t.
-Why not?

I want you to read to me
this morning.

But can’t Miss Grecco
do that?

I’m sick of the sound
of Miss Grecco’s voice.

And frankly, Arnold,
I’m sick of everything
about Miss Grecco.

Really, Elizabeth,
you know how helpful
she’s been.

Has she?

Then why do I feel
so much worse?

Well, you really can’t
blame her for that.

Did I tell you

that Dr. Ivey wants me
to enter the hospital
for observation?

Well, if he really thinks
it’s necessary, Elizabeth.

He says this loss of appetite
is serious.

Oh, I’m sure it’s nothing
too serious.

How can you be so sure?

I suppose
the doctor should know
what he’s talking about.

But you know
how you hate hospitals.

Besides...

what would I do
without you?

I wonder.

[laughs]

Would you wait
a few days?

And if you don’t feel
any better, go to the hospital.

But let’s not talk
about it anymore.

I’ve got to run.
I’ll be late for my game.

-Arnold.
-Yes, dear?

I’ve already told Dr. Ivey

that I’ll enter the hospital
the middle of next week.

Well, if you really think
that’s best, Elizabeth.

You realize what this means,
don’t you?

If they give her
a thorough examination,

they are bound to detect
the overdose in her system.

[Miss Grecco]
Arnold, what should we do?

Perhaps if we stopped.

No, no, it’s too late
for that.

There is another way,
of course.

You mean increase the dose?

Just another couple of drops.

Do you still love me,
Arnold?

[Elizabeth]
Oh, what a pretty picture.

Go right on with it, Arnold.

Don’t let me interrupt you.

You forgot to give me
my sedative.

I couldn’t find the bell.
I had to walk down here
all by myself.

But I’m glad I did.

I wouldn’t have missed this
for the world.

Please, Mrs. Bourdon,
you mustn’t think--

Quiet, you. I’ve had enough
of you. Understand that?

Quite enough.

You’re mistaken, Elizabeth.

Miss Grecco merely
had something in her eye.

[laughing]

I know she does.
You.

But she’s one woman you
won’t lean on again, Arnold.

I want her out of this house
tomorrow.

Mrs. Bourdon, please,
listen.

You’re fired.

If Arnold was my employee
instead of my husband,

maybe I’d fire him too.

But he’s my husband.

Understand?

He’s my husband.

[door opens]

[door closes]

[Elizabeth]
Now...

you can help me back
upstairs, Arnold.

Tomorrow you will call
the nurse’s registry

and arranged for a substitute
for Miss Grecco.

Only this time,

I’ll interview
the candidates personally.

Yes, Elizabeth.

[door closes]

[door closes]

[Elizabeth]
Poor Arnold.

Elizabeth.

What are you doing
out of bed?

You’ll overtire yourself.

I didn’t want to miss
the great farewell scene.

Besides,

I’m feeling so much better
this morning.

I’ve called Dr. Ivey

and told him to cancel
the hospital appointment.

I don’t think I’m going
to need it after all.

That’s fine, dear.

My poor Arnold,
you look so upset.

[Arnold]
Stop it, Elizabeth.

There’s always been
a woman’s help, hasn’t there?

Only now she’s gone,

and you have
to depend on me again.

Poor, little sick me.

Arnold.

Did you do what I told you?

Did you call
the nurse’s registry.

Yes.

Yes, there’ll be
three candidates here
this afternoon

for you to choose from,
starting at 2:00.

Good.

I was thinking of going out
to a movie.

If you don’t think
you’ll need me.

Go ahead.

See a good romantic movie,
full of passionate
love scenes.

Get it out of your system.

[door closes]

[bell ringing]

Did you enjoy your movie?

It was all right.

Well, our problems
are solved.

I found the perfect woman.

She’s already started work.

I’m glad.
Did they all show up on time?

The first two were impossible.

Too young.

But the third, ideal.

She’s in the kitchen.

Why don’t you go down
and have a look at her?

-You seem to find it amusing.
-Amusing?

Why should I?

Go on downstairs
and look at her.

Go on, Arnold.

[door closes]

Does she want me?
Your missus?

[bell ringing]

I was just making
a pot of coffee.

[Elizabeth]
How do you like her?

How do you like
your new dream girl, Arnold?

[laughing]

My wife gets her sedative
at exactly 9:00.

Won’t forget it, will you?

No, of course not.

You’re sure you understand
about the dosage?

Oh, yes, I understand.

Just three more drops

than it calls for
on the bottle.

That’s right.

It shouldn’t take long
to finish her off now.

I certainly appreciate this...

mother.

Well, that’s the way
the bustle bounces.

Now we have some medicine
of our own we must take,

after which I should reappear.

Courage now.

It may be bitter,

but should feel better
when it’s over.

By the by,

Arnold Bourdon attempted
to achieve single blessedness

was frustrated by his mother.

At a crucial moment

the poor woman became
completely addled

due to an overdose
of cooking sherry.

-Next week we should return--
-[baby crying]

This is amazing.

I never saw a stork
at work before.

I hope they have
a layette ready.

They’ll find that isn’t Santa
coming down the chimney.

Goodnight.