All language subtitles for Alfred.Hitchcock.Presents.S06E31.The.Gloating.Place.1080p.PCOK.WEBRip.AAC.2.0.H.265.-EDGE2020_track3_[eng]

Good evening and welcome
to the Hitchcock Youth Center.

It is designed to keep
the children off the streets.

We’ve been very successful
so far.

Some of my concoctions

not only keep the children
off the streets,

they make it impossible
for the darlings

to move out of the booths.

I’m putting the finishing
touches on my specialty now.

It contains seven scoops
of chocolate ice cream,

three of strawberry
over a large rum cake,

sliced bananas,
strawberries, ground nuts,

maraschino cherries,

maple fudge syrup,

and a marshmallow topping.

Sweetened to taste.

It is called,
Dieter’s Delight.

It’s for those who are on
a 900 calorie-a-day diet.

This contains exactly
6,400 calories.

-Just one week’s supply.
-[door opening]

Here comes a costumer,

being rolled up
to the fountain now.

[school bell ringing]

What’s the matter, Susan?
Aren’t you walking me home?

No, I thought I’d stick around
for a while.

-Got a date?
-No, of course not.

Don’t snow me.

Who’s it, George Hicks?

-No.
-Come on, give.

Is it Jerry?

Never.

Well, I was just guessing.
I thought you didn’t go
for the love bit.

There’s a lot you don’t know
about me, Marjorie.

-Hi, Tom.
-Hi.

Did you get my note
in study hall?

-Yeah.
-Well, how about it?

Would you like to come over
and hear those records?

Sure.

Sometime I’m not busy.

What do you say, doll?

What’s up, dreamboat?

-Going someplace?
-Just home.

Want me to carry those books
for you?

I don’t mind.

[Susan]
What are you staring at?

Problems, chick?

No.

You look like
you lost something.

Wanna walk home with us?

No, I’m not going home.

Well, If you’d rather
be alone...

Susan likes to be alone.

She almost always is.

Isn’t that so, dear?

Yes, I like it.

[birds chirping]

[girl’s voice] You look like
you lost something.

...lost something.

...lost something.

[girl 2’s voice] I thought
you didn’t go for the love bit.

[girl 3’s voice]
Susan likes to be alone.

...be alone.

...be alone.

Susan likes to be alone.

Isn’t that so, dear?

Isn’t that so, dear?

Isn’t that so, dear?

No. I hate it.

I hate you all of you.

[girl 3’s voice]
You’re nothing, Susan.

...nothing.
...nothing.

...nothing.

I am important.

I’ll make myself important.

[mumbling]

[screaming]

[sobbing] That man.
That man.

[sobbing]

I can’t stand it.
I can’t stand it.

[man]
There, there, now, Linda.

It’s all right.

[Linda crying]

Susan told you so herself.

Yes.

Yes, mother,
he didn’t do anything.

When I started to scream,
he ran off.

[Linda sobbing]

Out of the park?

I don’t know.
I was running myself,

and I didn’t look back.

Did you get a good look
at him before that?

-Yes, when he grabbed me.
-[sobbing]

Of course
he was wearing this mask.

A mask?

Yes, a black mask
over his eyes and nose.

And he had
on a black hat and gloves.

Black gloves?

No.

White ones.

White canvas gloves.

Susan?

Can you tell me what kind
of clothes he was wearing?

A suit, I guess.

An old suit.

I don’t remember.
It all happened so fast.

[Linda crying]

Take it easy, dear.
Take it easy.

Oh, my poor, poor baby.

That fiend.

He wasn’t a fiend, mother.

When I started to scream,
he let me go.

Susan...

you’re--

well, you are quite sure he...

he didn’t... ah?

No.

He...

Poor man.

I hope you find him.

[detective]
So do I, Susan.

He’s sick.

He needs help.

Susan, if we round up
some suspects,

do you think you’d be able
to come down to headquarters

and help us try and identify
this man?

Certainly.

Oh, no! No.

You can’t drag my child
through this.

All that...

awful publicity.

Mother, it’s my duty.

Of course I’ll go.

Well, it won’t be
for a day or so, anyway.

And in the meantime,
I’ll keep in touch.

[doorbell ringing]

Oh, dear.

The racket.
Now who can that be?

I’ll check, Mrs. Harper.

I’m afraid the press
has arrived.

Oh, well.

Tell them to go away,
at once.

[detective]
Well, I’ll try, I don’t know
if they’ll listen to me.

Well,
maybe I’d better answer it.

-Mr. Harper?
-Yes.

Where’s Susan?

Oh, there she is.

Just a minute, dear.

Hold it.

Now, Susan.

Take your time.

But I want you to tell me,
in your own words exactly--

[photographer]
Just a minute, Eve.

Let’s get another one.

You think you can give us
a smile, young lady?

I’ll try.

Hold it.

All right, now, Susan...

[students murmuring]

Gee, Susan,
you must’ve been scared.

Not really.

I would have just died.

It was only a man.

I know how to handle men.

Hi, what’s up?

Hi, Tom.

[Tom] Hey, I read about you
in the paper here.

How’s it feel
to be a celebrity, huh?

It’s nothing.

You sure got some write-up.

It’s nothing.

Wait’ll I go downtown
for the lineup.

[Tom] Lineup?
Hey, I don’t know about that.

Please.

We mustn’t upset poor Susan.

Oh, I’m not upset at all.

I want to tell you
all about it.

[detective]
Right this way, folks.

Mr. Harper, you can sit
anywhere over there.

Susan, you can sit
right down over here.

Now, there’s nothing
for you to worry about.

We can see and hear everything
that goes on in there,

but they can’t see or hear us.

I understand.

Sergeant Morton
will bring in the suspects.

We’ll have them step forward
one at a time for you.

And all you have to do
is tell us whether or not

you recognize anyone
of the men as the man you saw
in the park.

All right?

Bring them in, please.

Right this way.

Up the steps.

Line up against the wall,
under the numbers.

Backs to the wall,
face forward.

Take your hats off.

Hats off.

All right, boys, smile.
You’re on television.

Have number one step
forward, Steve.

Number one.
Step forward.

Way up.

Put your hat on.

Well?

No, he’s too old.

Next, Steve.

Step back.

Number two, forward.

You’re making a big mistake,
officer.

I didn’t do anything.

I’m clean.

Yeah, you smell pretty, too.

Just stand still.

Put your hat on.

[detective]
What do you think, Susan?

He’s not the one either.

-Are you sure?
-[Susan] Positive.

-Number three.
-Step back.

Number three, forward.

Put your hat on.

[detective]
Do you recognize this man?

I don’t know.

Take your time.

Be very careful.

Try to remember
everything you can.

Does this man have
the same kind of build

as the man in the park?

Yes.

And he’s got the same eyes.

Eyes?

I thought you said
the man wore a mask.

Oh, yes.

But I’m almost sure.

Oh, Susan, you must be
very sure.

This is a serious charge.

You can ruin a man’s life
by making a mistake.

Please, take another look.

Number four.

Step back.

Number four, step up.

Put your hat on.

No.

Number five.

Step back.

Number five, forward.

Come on, all the way up.

Put your cap on.

Susan.

No.

All right, Steve, you can
take them out now.

All right, boys,
right out this way.

Down the steps.

That’ll be all for now,
Susan.

Shall I see the reporters now?

Yes, you can talk
to the reporters now.

Isn’t it a shame, Eva?

Hi, Eva, Julie.

Susan, have you seen
the paper?

No, is my story in it?

Your story?

Didn’t you hear about this?

Look.

It was George Hicks
and his sister.

They went climbing over
his uncle’s place yesterday.

The rope broke just before
they reached the top.

They’re closing school
early tomorrow.

So we can go
to the funeral.

Poor George.

And just think, only a week
before the prom too.

Oh, yes.

The prom.

Here comes the prom king now.

And he’s got his queen
with him too.

I’ve got to see you right away,
Marjorie.

It’s very important.

No, I can’t tell you
on the phone.

It’s about Tom.

Yes.

Why don’t you sneak out
your back door?

I’ll meet you in the alley,
behind your garage.

No, don’t tell your parents.

They won’t understand.

OK.

Five minutes.

[high-energy jazz music
playing]

What time is it?

9:00.

Tell Susan to turn off
that phonograph and go to bed.

Oh, give her another
half-hour.

Do her good to relax
after all she’s been through.

[Linda]
Well, It’s not doing my
head any good.

[man] Well, at least we can be
thankful for one thing.

She’s at home safe and sound.

All this newspaper publicity,
it gives people ideas.

Reading about it
sets them off sometimes.

Probably all kinds
of weirdies in this town.

Yes. I just shudder every time
I think of who might be

prowling around outside.

[door closes]

Susan?

Susan?

Susan?

Susan?

Where are you?

[Susan]
Over here, Marjorie.

Oh.

We found thee in the trashcan
down the alley.

Do you recognize them, Susan?

Yes.

They’re the same kind
he wore.

The man in the park?

Looks like you’re
a pretty lucky young lady.

You don’t mean that.

The lab ran some tests
on these.

We found strands
of Marjorie’s hair pressed
into the cloth.

All right, easy, Susan.

You were lucky.
You got away.

Yes, but Marjorie didn’t.

Don’t worry.

We’re doing everything possible
to capture the strangler.

We just wanted you to check
these gloves for us.

Looks like I owe you
an apology, Susan.

Up until last night,
I was beginning to have

some doubts
about your story.

You mean you thought
I made the whole thing up?

Well, not exactly.
We have cases before

where a girl claims
she was molested.

Only it turns out the boy
were just trying
to pick her up.

Only she gets excited and makes
a big production out of it.

You see, what threw us off
was your story about
the mask and gloves.

An attacker usually
doesn’t wear such things.

Yes, but you found the gloves.

Yeah.

Now, all we have to do
is find the killer.

Looks like we’re dealing
with a real weirdo this time.

The reporters are waiting
to talk to you out there,
Susan.

Are they?

Do us a favor, Susan.

Don’t tell them anymore
than you have to.

Yes, the less publicity,
the better.

You follow me?

Susan, we’ve been so anxious
to talk to you.

I know it’s been
a terrible ordeal,

but it will just take
a few minutes of your time.

[photographer]
Hold it.

There it is.
The whole story.

Just the way
I knew it would be.

Everybody in town
is talking about it.

I did it and nobody knows.

Nobody will ever know.

We’ll have to conclude
our story,

since we seem to have lost
our leading lady.

The police arrived on the scene
a few moments later
and arrested her assailant.

But this offered Susan
very little consolation.

I see someone putting a coin
in the jukebox.

I know better than to try
to talk above it.

I shall continue in a moment.

That is all for tonight.

I hope to see you next week,

when the special will be
a frosted tutti-frutti
cherry crush

marshmallow fudge ecstasy.

Until then, goodnight
and pleasant dreams.