All language subtitles for Alfred.Hitchcock.Presents.S07E07.You.Cant.Be.a.Little.Girl.All.Your.Life.1080p.PCOK.WEBRip.AAC.2.0.H.265.-EDGE2020_track3_[eng]

Good evening,
ladies and gentlemen.

Tonight as I promised you,

we are presenting
a really big shoe.

Our play’s entitled,
"You Can’t be a Little Girl
All Your Life."

So we thought it would be
appropriate to show you

the home of one of our first

and perhaps greatest
child psychiatrists.

But before we show you
the story,

we want to test your reflexes
with this commercial.

If on seeing it you have
the impulse

to leave the room,

you are absolutely normal.

[man]
How do you feel, Julie?

Funny.

I mean far away.

There’s a buzzing in my ears.

No wonder.

But don’t think about it now.

I was worried about that eye.

It’s gonna be all right.

Julie.

Are you sure she’s all right,
Dr. Vaughn?

She’s going to be fine, Tom.

Julie.

I’m sorry.

Sorry because some lunatic,
some animal...

I must look terrible.

You’re beautiful.

Julie,

the police are waiting
to talk to you.

-No.
-But you have to
talk to them sometime.

The sooner you do it,

the sooner they can find
the man.

You do want to help,
don’t you?

-Yes.
-I knew you would.

Tom, go on out and tell them
we’ll come right along.

I’m sorry to have
kept you waiting so long,

but my wife’s terribly upset,

you will go easy on her,
won’t you?

Don’t worry, Mr. Barton,
we’ve been

through this
sort of thing before.

[door opens]

Mrs. Barton,
my name is Christensen.

Lieutenant Christensen,
police department.

This is Mr. Dahl, of the
District Attorney’s office.

Now, I know this is
a difficult time for you,
Mrs. Barton,

but it’s important for us
to get any information

you may have,
as quickly as possible.

Eh, do you think you’d recognize
the man if you saw him again?

No.

How can you be sure?

I know the bedroom was dark,
but there is a street lamp

just outside your window.

You could’ve seen something.

Mrs. Barton--

Let me put it this way,

Suppose we had this man
in a place where

you could see him close up,
but he couldn’t see you at all.

No.

[exhales]
Think, Julie.

I heard a sound in the room,
that woke me up,

but it was dark,
I never saw him.

All right, tell us anything
you can about him.

How big was he?

Tall? Short? Medium?

Tall.

Now, I’m not sure,
I think he was tall.

[Christensen]
About how old?

-[Julie] I don’t know.
-[doorbell rings]

I’ll be right back, darling.

Groceries.

[exhales] You’re supposed
to leave them in the kitchen.

Yeah, I know,
but I was just back there

the door’s locked.

Well, go on around,
I’ll open the door for you.

Mrs. Barton,

did you notice anything unusual
about his clothes?

Anything you might have noticed?

I-I don’t...

-Gloves.
-Gloves?

Leather gloves,
I tasted leather.

Tasted?

He put one hand over my mouth
before he started hitting me.

I bit it.

You bit into the glove?

Yes, I think I tore it.

[sighs] It doesn’t add
up to much, does it?

It’s always the same.

If you gentlemen are finished,
I think--

Just a minute please, doctor.

Mrs. Barton...

let me see if I can’t
make you understand

why we’re doing this.

You see, there’s been a series
of these savage beatings

in the community.

My office
and the police department

are under constant pressure
to do something about it.

But what can we do
if the victim won’t help us?

[Julie]
I didn’t see him!

Why won’t you help us?

Are you afraid that you might
have to face

some kind of ugly publicity?

-Did you know the man?
-No, I didn’t know him!

Now, Mrs. Barton,
you wouldn’t want to be guilty

of turning a killer loose
on your helpless--

My wife isn’t lying.

I didn’t say she was,
Mr. Barton.

But she suffered a severe shock,
she wants to forget.

You came home
and found your wife unconscious,

didn’t you, Mr. Barton?

Oh, yes, yes, I did.

Now, was a few minutes
past midnight,

is that the time you usually
come home?

Well, it has been

for the past couple of weeks,
I’ve had to work late.

And do you always phone your
wife when you’re working late?

Yes, I phoned her as soon
as I found out

I wouldn’t be home for dinner.

What do you do with these
long evenings, Mrs. Barton?

It’s pretty lonely way out here
at the edge of the town.

I don’t understand you.

Well, don’t you ever go out?
Take a walk?

How do you spend your evenings?

Mrs. Barton...

don’t you see
what we’re up against?

This is a very dangerous man
on the prowl.

Now, he wouldn’t have come
into this house last night

without knowing that
your husband was working late.

That means he had the place
staked out.

And he knew how to get in.

He didn’t come in here
to rob this place.

He came in for just one reason.

This is you, isn’t it,
Mrs. Barton?

You’re a very pretty
young woman.

Now I want to show you
what a pretty young woman

looks like after she’s resisted
a man like that.

-[Julie screams]
-[Dahl] Now every time

-you see your face in the mirror
-Please!

won’t you be able to see
the man who did this!

And if you are to see him again,
won’t you be able

to swear he was the one!

[Julie]
Yes! Yes! Yes!

Good morning, Tom.

Good morning, Mr. Dutton,
you’re up early.

Have to get up early to make it
out here and back in one day.

I’m glad you came,
Julie’ll be happy to see you.

She’s in the bedroom.

Picked these out
of my own garden.

They’re lovely, thank you.

A little early, but I thought
they’d mean more to you

than store flowers.

They do.

[Julie exclaims softly]

Good idea to wear these,

have to protect
those pretty eyes.

How is my little girl?

I’m all right, Father.

I’m fine.

Shouldn’t you be in bed?

It’s a little chilly
this morning.

No, it’s not necessary.

Now, now,
of course you should.

Come on, come on.

You let your old daddy
tuck you in.

You’ll see.

You’ll feel much better,
now wait! Wait, wait, wait.

There now.

-Isn’t that better?
-Yes.

Don’t you worry about me.

I’ll just have a little chat
with Tom.

Julie’s resting.

Well, that’s good.

Part of the paper?

Yes, thank you.

[Dutton exhales]

Son,

you know I’ve never been one
to interfere with you and Julie,

but there’s something I’d like
to talk to you about.

What’s that?

Well, you know how Julie is.

Maybe it’s my fault,

she was all I had
after her mother died.

She was always with me,
never alone.

Why she never even went out
with any young men

until she met you.

She needs someone with her.

She’s not the kind of child
that can be left alone.

If you think I wanted
to leave her alone--

Now don’t,
don’t misunderstand.

I’m not blaming you
for anything.

But Julie is so nervous and
this neighborhood is so remote.

Couldn’t you get a friend
to stay with her
when you have to work late?

She won’t be left alone again.

Oh, I’m glad to hear that.

Then when you’re held up
at the office I won’t worry.

I won’t be held up, the deal
I was working on fell through.

Fell through?
Oh, I’m sorry, I didn’t know.

All that work for nothing.

And you worked so hard on it.

Well, there’ll be other deals.

But there’s only one Julie.

[doorbell rings]

If that’s another reporter...

-Mr. Barton.
-Yes, I’m Barton.

Lieutenant wants to know
if your wife is well enough,

to come down to the station
this afternoon.

We think we’ve found the man.

They found him.

-Yes, son, I heard.
-We’ll be right there.

Shouldn’t you get
the doctor’s permission?

Oh, of course.

We’ll have to call
our doctor first.

But I’m sure we can make it.

I don’t want to go, Dr. Vaughn!

I don’t want to go,
to that police station!

You told them you’ll be there,
I’m afraid you have to, Julie.

I don’t want to identify
anybody, please!

Then, how do you expect them
to pursue the case?

What would happen to me

if I identify the wrong man?

I’ve got confidence in you,
Julie. You wouldn’t do that.

Suppose I do identify him,

then in a few years
he gets out of jail,

he might come back to kill me!

I read about a woman
who kept moving

from place to place
trying to get away

from a man like that!

Julie, the DA was right.

You owe it to your neighbors
and the other people

of the town, to at least try
to identify the man.

[exhales]

I wish it was all over.

I wish it was all over!

[sobs]

It makes me feel ill!

There’s something
you haven’t told me,

isn’t there, Julie?

-Why do you say that?
-Symptoms.

What symptoms?

Those glasses.

They make you
look better to people,

and people look better to you.

You’re hiding behind them.

I am not.

Julie,

I want you to tell me something.

Were you out that night
before Tom came home?

You’re just like all the rest
of them, aren’t you?

No one will believe me.

Even Tom.

He’s different towards me now.

You asked me what’s wrong
with me.

All right, I’ll tell you.

I’m sure even Tom
doesn’t believe me.

He thinks that I don’t want
to identify that man.

Julie,

don’t you realize that Tom
feels a sense of failure

because he didn’t protect you
from what happened?

Now he’s acting like any
outraged male.

[sighs]

I’ve always been so afraid
of strangers.

I don’t like meeting new people,
I can’t talk to them.

Don’t you understand,
Dr. Vaughn?

This house is my world.

And Tom and my family.

They love me, Dr. Vaughn,

people who love you
don’t hurt you.

But other people,

strangers...

Oh, Julie, that’s nonsense.

I can’t help it if it is.

I just don’t think
I can go through with it.

I can’t testify at the trial.

Face cameras and crowds.

[inhales]

When I was a little girl,

I cried if anyone
even pointed to me.

You can’t be a little girl
all your life.

Mrs. Barton,

thank you for coming.
I hope the reporters

weren’t too rough on you.

-No.
-Good.

This is Dr. Karlweiss,
director of the city hospital

for mental disorders.

The man you’re about to see

was under the doctor’s care
two years ago.

Now, if you and Mr. Barton
will be seated.

Now, there’s nothing
for you to be nervous about.

All you have to do
is look at the man

and say yes or no.

You said the man
wouldn’t be able to see me.

He won’t be able to see you,
you’ve nothing to fear.

All right, lieutenant,
let’s have the suspects.

All right, bring them in.

[Christensen]
Number one, step forward.

Take off your hat.

All right, step back.
Number two, forward.

Your hat.

Step back. Number three.

All right, step back.

Mrs. Barton, you’ve got to try
to cooperate.

Is it any one of these men?

I am trying.

Let’s start again.

Number one, again.

[breathing heavily]

All right, back.
Number two.

[breathing heavily]

[cries]

You recognized him, didn’t you?

I’m not sure!

You can’t mean that,
he is the man, isn’t he?

Surely, if there’s
any doubt...

How can there be any doubt?
You saw how she reacted.

He’s the man, isn’t he,
Mrs. Barton? Isn’t he?

[sobs]

Yes! Yes, yes, yes, yes.

There you are, doctor.

She recognized Brunner.

You picked the right man,
Mrs. Barton.

[Christensen]
Stop him!

[police man]
All right, let’s go outside.

I know how you feel,
Mr. Barton.

But you wouldn’t want me
to charge you

with attempted assault,
would you?

[breathing deeply]
No.

Well, then, you just simmer down

and let us finish the job.
Get him up.

[Christensen exclaims]

I think you’d better call
a doctor.

You men seem to have
broken my leg,

[exhales]
When Brunner’s trial is over

we’re going to take
a second honeymoon.

[chuckles]
I’d like that.

You’ve been through a bad time,
I’ve only made it worse.

We won’t have that kind of talk.

We’ve got to get started
for the doctors.

You put your jacket on.

I’ll get your coat, it’s chilly.

[sighs]

[door opens]

I thought we might go back
to Mexico City.

Remember, Julie?
Would you like that?

[exclaims]

This glove,

where did you get it?

Oh...

-Julie, give me that.
-It’s torn.

You...

It was you!

You hit me!

Now, listen to me.

This glove...

I remember it.

It’s yours!

Darling, I, uh...

I don’t know what happened.
I...

You see this...

This deal I was working on...

killing myself over,

it fell through.

Nothing seemed right.

I went out and got drunk,

suddenly this house,

you,

everything seemed like a yoke
around my neck!

Something exploded in my head!

If only you had told me!

But you made me say
it was Brunner!

Now, Brunner doesn’t matter.

Everybody will be better off
without a man like Brunner.

But you knew he was innocent!

You knew!

You’re the one!

Julie, don’t be a fool.

They won’t believe you.

They’ll say you’re out
of your mind!

They will believe me.

They will believe me!

I was sorry to see the police
catch up with Tom.

I must say I can’t blame him
too much.

After all,

any woman who would deliberately

mutilate a pair
of a husband’s gloves...

I should be back
in just one minute.

That is quite enough
for one night, I’m sure.

Next week, you may be
strong enough for more.

By the way,

this is the child psychiatrist
I mentioned.

Goodnight.