All language subtitles for Guest in the House (1944) -ORIG- John Brahm -en

Lee!

Jimmy!

Look what I got.

Lee Proctor.

You'll get that all over you,
Lee Proctor!

Hey, Lee, give me some.

Oh, get your own, Jimmy.

Hilda, it's them with Mr. Blossom.

They're coming.

Dear, you come back here.

Mother, Mother, it's them!

They're coming! Hurry!

They're just coming up the hill
in Mr. Blossom's car.

They're gonna see Papa.

Lee Proctor, look at you!

Jimmy Peters did that.

Well, upstairs with you, young lady.

Go on, hurry.

Let me go!

It is Dan.

It can't be. They're not due till 8:00.

Oh, Curtis' things aren't
out of the room yet.

Oh!

You're being a big help, I must say.

I think there's room for those in the
closet under the stairs, Aunt Martha.

Now, Ernest.

John, will you please
put those things in

the closet under the stairs and hurry?

The thing is there mustn't
be any confusion.

Lee, let me see.
Are you all cleaned up yet?

No, your hair.
Back upstairs for your hair.

- But I did fix it.
- I'll take care of it.

Oh, thank you, Miriam.

Comb her hair
and bring her right back down.

Are you sure you want me?

But of course. The more of us there are,
the more she'll feel at home.

Now, Ernest.

Will you please go easy on that?

It'll only remind her of her father.

Things are all out of the room, ma'am.

Thank you. John. And remind Hilda
there'll be two more for dinner.

Yes, ma'am.

Douglas?

Oh, dear.

Oh.

Oh.

I'm ready. Isn't anybody going out?

Oh, no, Doug.
We mustn't gang up on her.

Dan says the slightest shock
or excitement may frighten her.

Hello, everybody.

Please, don't move, any of you.

Don't say anything.

Darling, you can ��

Dan, don't tell me.

I want to remember this moment always.

This wonderful house.

And Dan's own people.

Aunt Martha,
I'd have known you anywhere.

We've look forward to this
for a long time.

Thank you, Aunt Martha.

Ann, I hope we're going
to be very good friends.

I hope more, family.

That's the wonderful part of it.

I never really had one.

You can't be Douglas.

My name is Hackett,
friend of the family.

- How do you do?
- How do you do?

This is Douglas.

Dan's big brother.

Hello, Evelyn.

We hope you're going to like this.

I don't see how I could help it.

And this house.

Why are people so good to me?

Hilda.

Hello, Hilda and John.

How do you do, miss?

How do you do?

Miriam Blake.

Yes.

You're Douglas' model.

That's right, Miss Heath.

Please, call me Evelyn, Miriam.

Evelyn.

I knew there was someone missing.

Little Lee.

How are you, Lee?

I didn't expect to see
such a pretty little girl.

You're so beautiful. You're so white.

No, dear, don't touch me!

I've been on that dirty train.

Ann, could I go upstairs?

Oh, yes, of course.
You must be very tired.

It's not that.

It's just that I've dreamed
of all this for so long.

I told myself I wouldn't act
like a fool and go to pieces.

That's all right, dear.
Just come with me.

I'm very sorry we don't have
a bedroom for you on the first floor.

That's all right, Ann.

Well, isn't anybody going
to say hello to me?

Uncle Dan!

Hiya, skeezicks!

Well, Dan, dear, how are you?

We didn't expect you until 8.

We took an early train.

Evelyn's father, you know.

You know, Dan.

I saw Bernhardt
make an entrance like that once.

This gave me the same lump in my throat.

Hello, Hackett.

You hard-bitten old cynic,
you never had a lump.

Just in time for a drink anyway.

Hiya, Doug.

Let me have that drink, will you?

You don't, any of you, know.

This is probably
the first time in her life

she's ever been in a nice house
with nice people.

Well, if it isn't the girl
who was hanging from a cliff,

Page 64, last month's Cosmopolitan.

Hello, Dan.

How'd you come out? Where you rescued?

This month on page 54.

Is there anything else
to come from the station, ma'am?

No, that's all there is, I'm afraid.

Thank you, John.

You're welcome, ma'am.

I put fresh paper in the drawers.

Mr. Hackett just moved out.

Oh?

Did he have this room?

Mmm-hmm.

Oh, dear.

Would you mind terribly if

I asked Hilda ot fumigate in here?

Well ��

well, if you like.

I hardly think you'd catch
anything from Ernest.

Except maybe a grumpy disposition.

I know it seems silly.

But when you're sick, you know.

You get so you watch everything.

I'll speak to Hilda, dear.

Don't bother about it now.

Oh, Ann.

A phonograph.

I used to have one, you know.
Not electric, though.

Can I play it?

Of course. It's yours now.

For the whole summer?

For as long as you like.

Look, Ann. Liebestraum, Dream of Love.

It was always my favorite,
until Papa broke it.

You mean he broke it purposely?

He wasn't always himself.

I love it too.

You know, Douglas always believed
that no woman could resist it.

He was right.

Isn't it beautiful?

I could listen to it night and day.

You know, when you lie alone and wait

And hope somebody will
come back and see you,

if you have music, it's not so bad.

That's why Mr. Hackett
wanted you to have it.

That's very sweet.

Is there anything else you want now?

No, thank you, Ann.

We had planned to meet early.

So you won't be too long, will you?

No, I won't, Ann.

You know, I feel much better,
darling, if you'd lock that door.

Suppose somebody sleepwalks
and sees us?

Who cares?

I'm no clod hopper, you know.

Oh, Doug!

I wish somebody would see us.

Get this.

You're impossible.

There's only one thing wrong.

- Ann, take your slippers off.
- Oh, no ��

Take 'em off. I got mine off.
It's wonderful.

I've always wanted to dance
in my bare feet.

Go on, try it.

Well, all right.

Oh, Doug,
it's a little like midnight swimming.

In just the moonlight, isn't it?

I told you.

- Bend, will you?
- I can't, Doug.

- Let me take you down.
- Oh, no.

Honey, we got to go dancing
a little more often.

You fool.

Oh, Doug, let me up.
You're breaking my back.

Hold on tight.

Oh! Oh! Doug!

Hang on.

Oh, my head.

Your head?

Come here, you.

Oh, Doug, stop.

Stop. Let me go.

It must be Evelyn.

Lee!

Lee, darling, what is it? What happened?

Get some water, Miriam.

Lee, baby, what happened?
What's the matter?

I heard the music.

And I wanted to give her
a present too, like Ernest.

You'll be all right, Evelyn.

Argh!

Evelyn, what is it?

It's the bird. I hate birds!
I'm afraid of birds!

Make her take it away! Please,
make her take it away!

Lee, takes Skipper away.
Put him outside somewhere.

Come on, Lee, darling.

We’ll put him out in the hothouse.

I'll go with her, Abby.

All right.

What's wrong with her?
Is she going to die?

- No.
- Miriam ��

Get Dan, sweetheart.
He'll know what to do.

I'll quiet her down.

There, there. It's only a tiny bird.

It couldn't hurt anybody.

Please, don't talk to me about birds.

Even the word makes me
crawl with loathing.

It's a cold terror, horrible,
horrifying feeling.

It's awful, isn't it?

I can't help it.

Of course, you can't. Don't even try to.

We'll keep Skipper out of your way.

Ever since I was a little girl ��

I can't explain it.

Here you are, ma'am.

Thank you.

You still haven't told me
why she yelled.

Because, dear, birds frighten her.

It's what they call a phobia.

What's that?

Can you catch it, like chickenpox?

No, darling.

A phobia is an exaggerated fear.

You're afraid of snakes, aren't you?

I never saw one.

But I'm not afraid of birds.

Well, some people are.

Others are afraid of cats ��

And bats.

Mmm-hmm.

Like I'm sometimes afraid of the dark.

That's right.

There's no real reason
to be afraid of the dark.

But you are.

Now, that's the best way
I can explain it.

Poor Skipper.

He was scared too when she yelled.

Good night.

Don't! Don't, Douglas, don't!

I'm just opening the window
to get a little air in here.

I don't want you to.

Don't you see them, those leaves there.

In the moonlight, they look
like birds trying to get in.

I was lying here thinking about it.

That's what scared me so
when she came in.

Look, that's first-class moonlight.

Don't you think bad things about it.

There, now, isn't that nice?

See?

That doesn't look like a bird, does it?

Hold it.

It's all right, dear.

You'll be yourself again in a moment.

I'm so sorry, everybody.

Here.

Now you just drink this.

Dan, tell them I don't
do this very often.

I'm so ashamed.

Don't you even think about it.

Ann, you know you've got a hat
you'll have to get rid of.

I don't �� the fluttering.

Oh, it's horrible. I can't.

Doug, I think we better
leave Evelyn to her doctor.

- Of course. Good night, now.
- Good night.

You better go on to bed, dear.

I want to talk to Dan.

- Daddy.
- Shh!

Is her phobia all better?

Yeah, she's fine. Uncle Dan's with her.

And no more wandering around
in the middle of the night

for you, young lady. Come on.

I'll see that she gets to bed.

Do you have a phobia too, daddy?

Yes.

What's daddy's a-phobia?

Tell her.

You.

You scared of me?

Now and then, yes.
But don't let it worry you.

Good night.

Daddy.

No, not until you get
some more to peck there.

Here, dear. It will quiet you down.

I am quiet, Dan. I don't want it now.

All right, sweetheart.

It's there on the table,
if you do want it.

Please, leave the door open.

Look, Dan, I don't doubt
that you'll wind up

a medical sensation someday.
But no offense, Dan...

But don't you think
with a girl was nervous as that,

we ought to call in a specialist?

I just brought her from a specialist.

Oh, I didn't know that.

Dr. Darian.

Rest. Change. No emotional excitement.

That's the main thing.

Well, we'll try not to let things
like that happen again.

Oh don't worry about it ��

Well, can I show my favorite girl home?

You don't need to but I'd like it.

Good night, Doug.

Good night.

What did the family council decide?

We decided that curiosity
killed the cat.

Ellen, you shouldn't be up.

I'll never get to sleep now.

Yes, you will.

All anybody needs to go to sleep

is to have a pretty picture in mind.

I don't know any pretty pictures.

I'll show you one.

What are you doing?

Wait.

I'll show your how you're going to
look after a couple weeks here.

You couldn't manage a smile, could you?

No?

All right. But I'll be there.

And after a while, maybe even a dimple.

No more shadows under those eyes.

Up goes that head.

You know you're terribly hunched over.

We'll fix that too.

And that's sick walk of yours,
you will get over that too.

Back go those shoulders.

Pure body lines to match
that beautiful face.

There. Isn't that a pretty picture?

Trouble with me is I always
have to remodel everything.

Are you willing?

Yes, if you'll help me.

Good.

And now, to sleep.

The only thing that's missing,
infant, is a nice big teddy bear.

Good night.

Good night.

You can close the door now, if you want.

That's a girl.

"Today at the clinic,

"Dr. Bronson turned me
over to Dr. Dan Proctor.

"I'm furious.

"He's just an intern.

"What good does he think he can do me?

"I'll be in this wheelchair forever.

"I know it. I know it!

"Dr. Proctor's in love with me.

"Already I'm so sick of his Aunt Martha.

"Who wants to hear about an old maid?

"Like I'm liable to be.

"Why can't I have loved
like other girls?

"Why must my heart be weak?

"To know that any moment,
it may stop beating?

"Why can't I be well?

Hmm.

"I had fun today.

"I pretended to Dan
that someone else was in love with me.

"I made up a name. Kenneth Harmon.

"I bet Dan's not sleeping tonight.

"I wrote Dan today.

"I copied some of it out of the book.

"Letters from Elizabeth Browning.

"She was sick too. Yet she got married.

"I'll marry too someday.

"Not Dan. He's too easy.

"Why is it I like to control people?

"Yet when I do, I hate them?

"Sometimes I wish I was dead.

"Last night I got so mad at myself,
I cut myself purposefully.

"I wonder what it's like to die.

"Or to kill someone.

"Today I decided I love Dan.

"I promised him I'd be good.

"It would start over.

"He said in my surroundings,
I'll get well,

"We're flying to Maine.

Today I think I met the
man I really want. "

Oh, excuse me.

She's ringing.

I'm not deaf, Mr. Proctor.
She wants her prune juice.

- Good morning, everybody.
- Hi, Dan.

You missed out on the waffles.

All I want is toast and coffee.

There you are. A little job for you.

It's lovely. For Evelyn.

There'll be another chair at the
table soon as she gets that on, Dan.

The only thing that keeps her in the
room is that old wrapper of hers.

I hope you're right, Dan.

Quite an expert on women's vanity,
aren't you?

That's one thing I do know about.

Lee here won't go to dancing school

until you put a couple
hair ribbons on her.

Then she can't afford to stay away.
Right, Angel Puss?

Can I go over to Jimmy Peters'?

Yeah sure.

Hey, how about some coffee?

Hilda, Mr. Proctor and
like some coffee please.

Mrs. Proctor.

Somebody's got to wait on
that poor girl.

She didn't feel like
her prune juice this morning.

Should rather have milk.
Hot but not boiled.

Because boiling kills the vitamins.

Dr. Dan knows.

Well, I'll see what I can do for you.

By all means,
if a négligée will get Evelyn

out of that room, let's make it.

Hilda will be killing herself.

I'll get the material this afternoon.

Somebody want coffee?

Yeah, right here.

I think it'd be much prettier in white.

That's where you're wrong.
Dark, soft, and velvety.

I've been pumping her.
Right by you, Dan?

Anything that doesn't
remind her of hospitals.

Oh, sorry.

Sorry, I expected coffee.

So to die.

Sorry. Very sorry.

Skip it. I'll get some over at the inn.

Who's playing who today?

Oh, will take him on, champ.

It'll be a massacre.

Coming along to watch it, Danny?

Oh, later maybe, thanks, Doug.

Get along.

Why, you.

Well, I'll get busy.

Dan, before long, we'll even
get her into a tennis outfit.

Then you can take her
to the inn with the others.

At least to watch. Hmm?

Sure, Aunt Martha, sure.

We'll see to that, won't we?

I'll get this to the dressmaker.

She's asleep.

She didn't even budge.

I hope she likes the ruffles
I put on it.

Hey, will you stop worrying?
You know it's perfect.

You just want to hear it again.

Shall I stay with her? I'd like to.

She'll be all right.

Your dad will be back
from the beach directly.

Miss Proctor.

I just hope nobody
will tell the minister

you were sewing on the Sabbath.

Oh, Hilda, I hope nobody will.

Douglas.

Douglas?

Ann.

Hilda?

Hilda.

John?

You go on. I'll save myself a trip.

Well.

Douglas.

I could have won all bets.

Go on up.

Stop.

Turn around.

Now come on down.

You like it?

It's wonderful.

Well!

What do you think of her handiwork?

I must say, you did
even better on this one

than with the one you did for Ann.

Oh, did he design one for her too?

Oh, he dresses everyone
in this house except me.

Me, he undresses.

I'll be ready in a minute.

Let me see the shoes.

Oh, they're just my old slippers.

Oh, they won't do at all.
We'll have to speak to Ann.

Douglas, you've made me so happy.

You know, you've given me an idea.

When I get really fed up
with this work I'm doing,

I think I'll go into the dress business
and make millions.

Does it really look all right on me?

I never dreamed of having
anything like this.

Maybe that's why you never got it.

You know, you've got to dream
to get things.

Yes, Douglas.

I'm ready, maestro,

whenever the fashion show is over.

Okay.

I'll be glad
when this series is finished.

Now, you sit right down here
and look glamorous.

I'm sure Dan will be along in a minute.

You ready?

Just as soon as I change clothes.

Evelyn.

This is wonderful.

Are you surprised, Dan?

I wanted you to come down, Evelyn.

I told you I would, if I felt all right.

Oh, there's color in your cheeks.

You're beautiful.

Dan.

Would we ever have a house like this?

I'll give you everything I can.

A house like this?

It depends on
how many appendixes I take out.

But eventually we could manage it.

Dan, aren't you ever afraid
I might get so beautiful

you'd be jealous of me?

I don't think so.

I bet you would.

I know how you are.

Let's not start that again.

I was only teasing.

But I bet you would.

Suppose I was unfaithful.

Suppose I only wanted to be unfaithful.

And you caught me
sending a note to someone.

Evelyn, I asked you
not to talk like this.

I was only making believe.

What's the harm in that?

Suppose I asked you
to take the note to him?

I wouldn't stand for it.

There, you see? You are jealous!

I told you I'll never be
happy with you, never!

Evelyn, dear, please.

It's been like this all the time.

Remember Kenneth Harmon?

And now my first day out,

you tell me how jealous
you're going to be.

Evelyn, stop it, dear, stop it.

You started this.

I only wanted to see
how much you love me.

I was only teasing.

All right, of course you were.

All right, dear.

Dan, why do we always have
to quarrel like this?

I don't know, Evelyn.
I wish we didn't.

I guess it's because we
need each other so much

and have to wait so long.

I guess that's it.

I can't stand this like it is.

I haven't the strength,
oh, with these quarrels.

I ought to go back.

That's where I belong.

You see what happens the first thing?

I only wanted to please you.

What do you want to do?

I don't know.

You said it would be different here,

but it's not really,
not with us still like this.

Maybe if you went away
for a little while.

And not see you?

Till I got really better.

You said I looked better.

Maybe if we didn't have these setbacks,

maybe after another month or two,

then, Dan, when you came back,

I'd really be standing there
waiting for you.

I'd come to the end of the walk
to meet you.

I'd run to meet you.

You want me to go.

All right, Dan, stay if you like.

I just thought,
I know the hospital needs you.

And the sooner you get through there,

the sooner we can be on our own.

So do as you see best, only I'm tired.

I'm going upstairs.

Help me up.

Evelyn.

Will you write me every day?

I'll write you twice a day.

I'll think of you every minute.

I'll leave this afternoon,
before I change my mind.

Carry me upstairs, Dan.

Then you can go and pack.

It's only because I want that
new start you told me about.

Yes, darling.

Put me down here, Dan.

So I can watch you go.

I'll let you know about the train.

Yes, Dan.

Yes?

Come in!

Evelyn.

I've never been
in an artist studio before.

Would I bother you too much?

I can give you two minutes anyway.

I saw the sign outside.
I didn't know whether-

Pretty good equipment, don't you think?

How do you like her?

Hey.

Can I take a rest?

Yeah, sure.

Throw me a cigarette, will you?

You make her very beautiful.

I had a lot to start with.

Until I found her,
I had to use two models.

How do you mean?

One from the neck down.
Another from the neck up,

but Miriam's got it both ways,
right, Miriam?

I didn't know you cared, darling.

Hey, match?

You'll have to wait till I get some.

Just show Evelyn around, will you?

Well, you can see for yourself.

Over there's some stuff
from the book he did.

That whole shelf is his Art
with a capital "A" period.

Then over here-

What's that one?

That-oh,
that's a sketch of Saint Cecilia.

He promised a mural for the church.

Why didn't he do it?

You just don't whip off murals, honey,

not when you've got deadlines
for things like this.

Is it very difficult to pose?

At three bucks an hour,
it's not too difficult.

Did you ever have to pose like this?

That's me, at five an hour.

That's not too bad either.

I think I'd rather die than do that.

Oh, you're kidding.

Will you tell Douglas
I'll be in some other time?

Oh, Douglas, I'm tired.
I think I'll go to my room.

There, you see, you're overdoing
it your first day up.

That's it, I guess.

There you are.

What's the matter with you?

You should have heard her.

Giving me the business because
I pose "that way" for you.

What'd you expect?

She thought you were a nice girl.

Just a minute!

Aw, be yourself.

She's never come up against
that sort of thing.

Well, they've got statues in parks,
haven't they?

Aw, forget it.

Okay, only Dan had better be careful.

He's likely to find himself
married to something in armor.

Just let Dan worry about his problems.

You know, modesty looks very nice
on the right people.

All right, I'm squelched.

What are you doing?

Oh, nothing.

"Miss Modesty," huh?

Remember me?

Me, giving my all.

"I just realized how Dan
feels when he's jealous.

"Yes.

"There, in front of my Douglas,
that vulgar woman, unashamed.

"I nearly screamed when I saw her.

"She's beautiful.

"I wonder if Douglas sees it too.

"I think she thinks about it.

"I could tell in her expression.

"She lies there thinking,

"'One day he'll look at me
as a woman, not a model. '

"I can't let that day come. I can't.

"I must get rid of her.

"I must, but how can I?

How can I make her go away?
How can I do that?"

How?

How?

Come in.

Yes, close the door, and sit by me.

Are you all right?

Mm-hmm.

Why did you turn off the music?

You can put it on again, if you like.

Can I?

Mr. Hackett would never let
me touch it when it was his.

You can play it any time you like.

Does it make you think of things?

It does me. You know the name of it?

"Liebestraum. "

That's right.

Traum means dream.
And lieber means love.

"Dream of Love. "

It's very pretty.
But you play it all the time.

Listen to it.

Here you are dreaming.

You're waiting for someone,

a man, a handsome...

prince.

Just now, you won't understand,

but you will.

You'll know him.

He'll be kind, like your father.

You love your father, don't you, Lee?

My daddy?

You love to feel his arms
around you, don't you?

You wouldn't want someone bad

to take him away from you, would you?

Mm-mm.

Are you old enough to keep a secret,

if I tell you one?

Come here closer.

Oh, Doug, I've got to rest.
I'll grow this way.

All right, walk around a little bit.

If I can.

Oh, you don't happen to have
any horse liniment, do you?

Or a good chiropractic trick
up your sleeve?

No, but I got a good one for the back.
You'll have to get up, though.

That'll do it.

- Okay.
- That help?

Oh, Doug!

Here, put your hands back of your neck.

Ohhhh. oh!

You sure you know what you're doing?

- Mm-hmm.
- Oww!

There, that better?

Oh, I don't know.

Yeah, that's pretty good.

Let me try it on you.

Nah, I don't need it.

Sit down, relax.

Lee, what are you doing up there?

Lee, what's the matter? Hilda wants you.

Lee!

Oh, what- anything wrong?

Lee! Lee Proctor!

I wouldn't go after her, if I were you.

I certainly won't.

If she don't want this,
it's just her bad luck.

Here you are.

I don't feel much like it
myself right now.

Hilda, I just saw Lee
up in the apple tree.

No wonder she looks sick.
Those apples ain't ripe.

It wasn't apples.
It was something in the studio.

You know what I told you about artists
when we first came here.

They're an unchristian lot.
And always have been.

John, you be careful
what you say about Mr. Proctor.

He's a fine man.

A man is only as good
as the woman he's with.

I'm saying that Lee saw
something up there.

What'd you expect?

The two of them up there,
closeted day after day,

and that girl half-dressed all the time?

You're absolutely wrong.

Anyway, I think I'll just
go up and comfort her.

She can just have a real
piece of this cake.

Poor little lamb.

John, don't you dare
climb up in that tree.

Don't you feel well, sweetie?

Not very.

Look what I brought you.

I don't want any.

Lee, did you eat any apples
up in that tree?

No.

You must've. You don't look very well.

What is it, darling?

I can't tell you.

Why doesn't Mama come? Why doesn't she?

She went to see your Uncle Dan off,

and Mr. Hackett.

Tell Hilda what happened, please.

Go away. I can't.

Maybe you'd like some cake first.

And then you'd feel better.

I don't care if I ever eat again.

Lee, was it something about
Miss Blake and your daddy?

It's warm enough for a nice cold drink,
don't you think, Evelyn?

We could have it right out here.

Yes, I'll tell Hilda.

I'll go.

Hilda, you're wanted on the porch.

Would it be awfully silly
if I went up right away...

and wrote Dan?

Not silly to Dan, I'm sure.
He'd love it.

Sure you don't want
something to drink, dear?

No, thank you.

Poor darling, I feel so sorry for her.

She had the saddest look
in her eyes when Dan left.

Well, it's good rehearsal.

When you're married to a doctor,

you're saying quick good-byes
at all hours.

Sometimes I complain about Doug,
but I guess I'm really lucky.

I'll get the ice, dear.

Oh, would you?

I'll see what I can do about Doug.

Hilda!

Excuse me, ma'am.

Just a minute.

That's one thing
I won't tolerate in my house.

I don't think you understand me.

That's a cheap chambermaid trick.

And I won't stand for it.

If you'll just let me go, please, ma'am.

I'll let you go for good

if I ever catch you
doing a thing like that again.

Why, Hilda, I'm surprised at you.

I thought I knew you better than that.

Haven't you anything
to say for yourself?

No, ma'am. I just looked.

I thought someone ought to
look in there now and then.

They're in there so long sometimes,
Mrs. Proctor.

Well, of course, they are.
They're working.

Hmm.

Hilda!

Is anything wrong?

Hilda just made a very stupid mistake.

I'm sure she's sorry.

Ann, I can't stand
to see you look like that.

What did she do?

Nothing. It's all right, really.

I'm sorry. I just lost my temper.

Lee.

I got it out of her, all right,.
Oh, the poor little dear.

But the terrible thing is-

I tried to look in the studio too.

And Miss Proctor caught me.

And you'd think I was
dirt under her feet.

Called me a cheap chambermaid!

And her blind to that blonde thing
right under her very nose.

John, there are things
going on up there.

And I can't stay in this house
and face that poor Miss Proctor.

And me knowing it.
And that's the truth of it!

Hilda!

Gossip that starts in the kitchen

can be a very dangerous thing, Hilda.

It didn't start in the kitchen,
Miss Proctor.

But now if you're going to bawl me out,

I can't leave soon enough.

It wasn't me who saw it first,
if you must know.

I know only what I see and hear myself.

But I did see, Miss Proctor.

And heard too, plenty.

And all this time,

Miss Proctor being so nice
to that girl here.

Course, I don't blame him so much.

After all, like John said,
him being an artist.

Why, that's the silliest thing
I ever heard, Hilda.

We all know Douglas too well.

And if you've any loyalty,
you won't think about this again.

And above all,

don't say anything
to Mrs. Proctor about it.

Yes, Miss Proctor.

Did you decide to have
your drinks here, dear?

Oh, it is a little cold
out there, I guess.

In fact, I think
I'll go up and get a jacket.

I could close these doors.

Oh, no, no, it's all right.

It's probably just me.

I'll be right down.

All set?

Almost.

Feel better?

I felt all right this morning.

You're the one
who wasn't getting anywhere.

Well, after a good lunch,
we'll start over again.

Shall I carry this?

No, I've got it.

Can you use a little of this too, ma'am?

No, thank you. Still have some.

Must be nice on the beach this morning.

I guess I know what you mean, ma'am.

I don't mean anything.

They're down there, ma'am.

Not only them, but Jim and Lee-

Lee, dear.

I'm busy now, Aunt Martha.

Excuse me there, ma'am.

What time is it?

Somebody'd get me a new watch,
I might know.

It's been 2:00 for four days now.

Hi, coming up to lunch?

No, thanks. I want to finish here.

Don't you think this would
look better with a scallop?

Oh, now, Doug, you leave her alone.

It's her hedge.

Yes, you tend to your own work.

How's it going, by the way?

Slow, I don't know
what's the matter with me.

Maybe you need a change.

Enjoy some of this nice weather.

Miriam must be getting
awfully tired of it here.

I was thinking, perhaps,
if you took a rest,

it might do both of you good.

- Don't you think so, Miriam?
- I was-

All right, come on.
I know what she's up to.

See you later.

Did I detect a slight bum's rush there?

Sure, you did. Every June it's the same.

They want me to lay off
so they can pack me off on picnics.

Oh, Mr. Proctor,
Hilda asked me to tell you

lunch will be late.

Okay, but tell her I'm hungry.

Beg your pardon,
she also asked me to tell you why.

I don't care why. All right, why?

She's had to spend most
of the morning in Miss Blake's room.

Seems to me, Mr. Proctor,

with all the other things
Hilda has to do here-

Look, all I care is, let's eat.

And tell Hilda when we get it,
it'd better be good.

Doug, I want to-

Did the store call about my turpentine?

Not yet.

I can't work this afternoon without it.

I'll let you know.

Doug.

Oh, what?

It's just that-

Hi, what are you two up to?

Douglas,
now I really feel like Cinderella.

Look, I have new slippers too.

Well, okay. I told you
to leave it to Ann.

Ann, John says lunch'll be late.

Will you see what you can do?

Yes, I will, Doug.

Did you have a nice swim, Miriam?

Oh, yeah, swell, thanks.

Ann, don't you think we'd
better get the flowers now?

Yes, of course. I'll get the baskets.

Hilda, what are you griping about?

I didn't ask you to clean up here today.

I was under the impression
you did, miss.

Well, then get your impressions
straight.

All I said was if you did
clean up here-

Miss Blake, I've always been

very proud of my housekeeping,

and I hope justly so.

I trust now, you won't find
any dust in any corners.

Lee.

Come up here, will you, please?

I'm sorry, I'm busy.

Why didn't you call me?

I've been waiting
for that turpentine for two days.

I'll be right over.

Can you imagine that? At the station.

Doug, I want to talk to you.

Something is going on here.
And I don't like it.

There's nothing going on around here.

No lunch, no work, no-

Doug, have I hurt somebody's feelings?

Look, Miriam, I'm sorry
if I've been cross with you.

- It's just that-
- It's not you.

Haven't you noticed how strange
Lee is with me? And Hilda.

How do you mean "strange"?

Lee won't talk to me.

When I speak to her, she runs away.

Why don't you kiss and make up?

But we haven't fought, Doug.

It's just something
that's come up all of a sudden.

She probably just wants to play.

She's on vacation now.

Maybe your Aunt Martha's right.

Maybe a change would do us good.

You're doodling all the time anyway,

and the serial's certainly
not getting anywhere.

You need a bracer.

Come with me to the station.

I'll buy you one on the way back.

Maybe that's it.

How late is it?

- Huh? Oh-
- I know, still 2:00 on that thing.

Guess I will have
to get you a new watch.

And I told Miss Blake a thing or two.

Miss Proctor, I can't be in her room
and in the kitchen too.

Ann, don't bother
to fix anything for us.

We'll have some lunch at the inn.

Well, it's almost ready now, Doug.

Well, I have to go
to the station anyway.

Want to come along?

No. No, thank you.

Well, see you later.

Bye, Ann.

Well, let me know
when it's ready, Hilda.

There's your vase, Evelyn.

Poor Miss Proctor.

You know, Miss Heath,

I think I ought to tell you something.

Yes?

Not a sign of 'em yet.

I'd have the police out.
That's what I'd do.

Hilda!

Well, just the same,
all afternoon, and now-

how long does a person
have to put up with it?

Come on, lovey.

You'll never grow big if you don't eat.

Maybe they had a flat tire.

Oh, of course.
They'll probably use that one.

Well, I'm not going to stand
for it for another minute.

It's so quiet here,
isn't it, Aunt Martha?

Yes.

After a while,
you get so you wouldn't live

any other place in the world.

And yet you always feel
the sea out there.

Rough and cruel and mean.

Well, in winter, it is.

I like it that way, though.

I'd like to hear it pounding.

I like things to be like that.

Things can't always be the same.

Or people.

Like Dan, I mean.

He can be so fierce
and stern one moment.

And then when he smiles-

That's right.

There.

I think I'm pretty smart at alterations.

Mind if I wash up in here?

Of course not.

After 8:30, and everything's ruined.

How long am I supposed to hold it,
Miss Proctor?

I'm sorry, Hilda.

I know it's difficult for you,

but just a few more minutes, please.

Didn't he telephone?

All right.

Go see if Aunt Martha
and Evelyn are ready.

We'll be right down.

Yes, ma'am.

What time is it now, John?

To be exact,
it's 8:39, 59 and 1/2 seconds.

Now it's 8:40.

In Dublin's fair city,

where girls are so pretty,

'twas there he first met her,

sweet Molly Malone.

Boy, wait till Ann sees 'em.

She eats 'em by the barrel.

Shh!

Through streets wide and narrow,

crying, "Cockles and mussels, alive" -

Let me carry 'em a while.

Let's cook 'em first.

And surprise her with 'em for dinner.

Maybe they've already eaten.

Oh, it's not that late, is it?

- It's 2:00.
- No!

- It's 2 in the morning-
- Shh!

It's 2 in the morning-

Take your shoes off. Let's play burglar.

Take shoes off. Play burglar.

The dirty go-to-beds,
leaving all the lights on.

Help me, somebody, let me in.

Come on, Doug, let me in.

Who's there?

- Pounding at 2 in the morning.
- Come on. Let me in.

Oh, hello.

Hey, let me in.

Hey, hey, let me in, hey.

Oh, look at the table.

They haven't eaten yet.

No, that table's set for breakfast,

and all the lights on.

I'll have to speak to Ann about that.

What does she think
electricity grows on, trees?

Turn out that light.

Turn out the light.

And keep the little mussels warm.

Wasn't that fun, wading?

You know, I like wading better
than swimming any time.

It doesn't sober me up so much.

And are you cock-eyed.

Listen to who's talking.

I guess you did decorate
all the bar mirrors

from here to Boston.

"Soap pictures," he says.

"I'll trade you soap pictures
for drinks. "

I bet we could travel from here
across the United States,

you drawing pictures-

and me drinking.

Shh!

Come on, where are you?

Here I am.

Oh, okay.

Everything'll be hunky-dory

if we just don't squeak on the stairs.

Mustn't wake 'em up.

Stop squeaking.

- I'm not squeaking.
- You are, too.

Very funny. Very funny.

Who are you talking to?

Hooray, Hilda.

Good morning.

Evelyn, what's everybody doing up?

Hilda.

Hiya, honey.

Go downstairs.
And start serving dinner, please.

We've got mussels for you.

Alive!

- Hilda.
- Not me, Miss Proctor.

I've served
my last dinner in this house.

Yep, yep.

I'll get dinner on, then.

Douglas, we've been waiting
dinner for a long time.

You'd better hurry.

They waited dinner
until 2:00 in the morning for us.

Better hurry.

Fine couple of burglars we are.

I'll be down in a minute.

Oh, Evelyn, I'm terribly sorry.

It'll be all right.
Let's go on downstairs.

Ann, you're so right
to close your eyes to it.

I'll be right down.

I was just resting my eyes.

What are you looking so tragic for?

I've rolled in like this before.

I'd rather not discuss it now, Douglas.

Morning'll be all right.

What's there to discuss?

Plenty!

But I'd rather wait.

Ann, didn't you ever feel off the beam?

Remember when-

I phoned the inn, but you weren't there.

You had been there, though.

Everybody seemed to know that.

That's why we left.

We took a little drive to sober up.

You did a fine job of it, didn't you?

This isn't like you, Ann.

What's the matter with you?

What do you think is the matter with me?

Oh, Douglas,
I tried to warn you the other day.

I asked you, please, to-

but you don't seem to care
what other people think.

I don't.

All I care is what you think.

Well, what do you expect me to think?

I've tried desperately not to,
but you keep-

What?

Is there anything
between you and Miriam?

You shouldn't have asked that, Ann.

I am asking it.

I wish you hadn't.

Douglas!

Miriam!

Don't do that, please.

Why not? It's what you wanted to know.

You asked it. You'll have the answer.

I want my answer from you, Douglas.

You're in such a state,
if I told you "no,"

you wouldn't believe me.

Would you?

I don't know.

Let me know when you do.

Come in.

What are you drinking?

Spirits of ammonia.

Have some?

It'll sober you like that.

What Ann just told me
sobered me much quicker.

Mad, huh?

She'll get over it.

And they're all straight in my mind.

It was my fault.

I didn't feel like working,

and you were just being a gentleman,
that's all.

Well, if it's my fault,
everything's all right, isn't it?

It isn't just this afternoon, Miriam.

Ann thinks something's been
going on between you and me.

I told you this morning

that something was cooking around here.

But you wouldn't listen.

Where are you going?

I've been accused before,
but never by anyone like Ann.

Anybody else, I don't give two cents.

But Ann-

Ann, I-

It's funny how you feel

when the door gets slammed in your face.

Would you phone the station
and get Mr. Blossom?

I'm blowing.

I can't blame you.

For the road.

And I hope it's a good road, kid.

I'm going to miss you, you know.

Ah, stop it.

You're getting fat.

I should have got rid of you
a long time ago anyway.

Yeah, sure.

Well, I guess this is it.

I'll send you a postcard.

Sorry I'm late.
I had a poker game going on.

Well, if you'll snap it up,
you can get back to it.

None of your comeuppance now,
Miss Blake.

Say, you're leaving kind of sudden,
ain't you?

Yep, sure am.

Douglas.

Ann?

No, Douglas, it's me.

Evelyn, do you want something?
Why didn't you ring?

No, I don't want anything.

I thought I heard voices down here.

And then I heard a car leave.

Is anything wrong?

Nope.

Then why do you drink like that?

When Papa drank, it made him unhappy.

Maybe it began the other way.

He was unhappy first.

You aren't unhappy, Douglas.

Oh, like a lark.

You weren't unhappy this morning.

Things haven't been right
here for quite a while.

It's nice of you to pretend
you don't know.

But you must have heard.

Yes, Douglas.

I tried to stop her.

She didn't talk to you about it.

Not exactly talked.

But I've seen her watching you.

It worried me because of Lee.

Lee.

You know how impressionable
children are.

I tried to keep her from finding it out.

Ann's been so good to me-

I don't know what's gotten into Ann.

Oh, now I've only upset you more.

Poor Douglas.

Come on.

You've got to get your sleep.

I'm just sorry
that you had to go through this.

I hope it won't sour you
on married life.

Never, Douglas.

If I ever get jealous of Dan,
I'll never show it.

I'm sure you won't.

I can't even afford to be jealous
with my heart.

It must be hard to keep so calm,
so peaceful.

I have to be, to learn about peace.

You know, lying awake nights,

alone,

knowing it may come any moment.

But it's helped being here?

You know it has.

You've done so much.

Now I only wish I could help
you and Ann.

To get back like you used to be.

If there was only
some way of showing her-

I don't think there's anything
you can do, but thanks.

Good night.

Douglas!

She'll get over it if you give her time.

But if you go in there now and quarrel-

I guess you're right.

And if I could help you out
until you get another model-

Aw, now.

You didn't laugh when you drew this.

I'm an idiot.

What's the matter with me?

Now I know why I've been
sketching that face of yours.

Why, Douglas?

You just hurry up
and get some beauty sleep.

You've got a job starting tomorrow.

Yes, Douglas.

Stop it! Stop that infernal racket!

Stop it!

The thing's all wrong.

It's a jinx.
I can't get it to come out right.

You're wrong, Douglas.

You mustn't be impatient.

You'll get it soon. I know you will.

Maybe so.

What's the total?

You wouldn't think six weeks
could make such a dent.

Well, I still say
take that money of mine.

And you and Doug go off on a trip.

That's what you need.

No, darling, I'm afraid
that wouldn't do it.

Thanks just the same.

Anybody need a slightly handy man?

Ernest!

Good heavens, Ann,
no Hilda to yap at me.

No John, no Lee to climb all over me.

What's going on here?

Martha, look who's here.

Well, Ernest, how nice.

Hello, Martha.

I still say, what is going on here?

Just the summer doldrums, I guess.

Anyway, that's what you get
for walking in on a lady.

I hope you appreciated that nice
long letter that I wrote you.

Oh, yes, and the P.S.

It's a funny thing, isn't it,
how everybody always puts

the important things in the P.S.?

Oh, those darn doors.

Oh? I don't remember.

"P.S. By the way, Ernest,

"would you mind
skipping this next weekend?

Better still, wait until I write again. "

That was weeks ago.

Anyway, you're here now.

And you know we're
always glad to have you.

Some of us, anyway.

Ann, do we have
to beat this bird out of the brush?

I ran into Miriam yesterday.

Oh, really?

How is she?

She told me the whole thing.

Surely you can't believe-

Ernest, I'd rather not talk about it.

You don't have to.

I want to talk about it. I-

Ernest, I want my old job back.

What do you say?

I think it would be wonderful... for me.

It would turn your life upside down.

Ernest is right.

Well, you don't, by any chance,

think my life is right side up now,
do you?

My husband drinks himself
into a stupor every night.

Doug, drinking?

Seriously?

Quite.

Since Miriam left,
the only time he's sober

is when he's at the church.

At the church?

Doug?

He's painting Evelyn as Saint Cecilia.

A donation.

He's been at it for weeks.

That's where they are now.

Lovely, isn't it, to what extremes

a guilty conscience will lead a man?

So Evelyn has been a great help... hmm?

Well, except for that "Liebestraum. "

That nearly drives me mad.

Mommy, who's down there?

Where are you, Lee?

I'm up here in Evelyn's room.

Oh, oh, well, come down, dear.

Ernest is here.

Then, of course,
there are the nightmares.

She roused the whole household
the other night

with her screaming.

Martha, your brother Ben only snored.

What's my brother Ben got to do with it?

Just an observation.

What kind of nightmares?

Well, it's-

Well, Lee, dear,
why did you get undressed?

Mommy, could I have my dinner
on a tray in Evelyn's room?

Lee, aren't you going
to say hello to me?

Hello, Ernest.

I don't feel very well.

I feel weak.

Lee, you know that's absolute nonsense.

Besides, dear, we won't be
having dinner for hours yet.

I can hardly get my breath.

Lee, please come down here.

I won't come down! I won't!

Poor Mommy.

I love you very much.

All right, darling.

I'll bring dinner up to you.

Thank you, Mommy.

Ann, how long has she been like that?

Since the trouble about Miriam.

Children sense those things.

Oh, I've done everything
to make her forget it.

In front of her,
I've tried to be with Douglas.

I always was, but-

Ann, can't you see
she's only aping Evelyn?

Oh, she's just upset.

Her father's away all the time.

I'm cross and irritable.

That's not it.

She's turning neurotic,
imitating an invalid.

Oh, Ernest.

Think back, Ann.

When did things
start going wrong around here?

I don't know. I'm all mixed up.

About two months ago.

How long has Evelyn been here?

Two months.

Exactly.

Your trouble didn't start with Miriam.

It started the day
you took that sick, little,

sweet, little invalid into your hearts.

Oh, but that's absurd.

How could she be responsible
for all this mess?

No. I won't believe it. I can't.

Well, my brother Ben managed it.

He wasn't even able to get
out of an invalid's chair.

That's why I mentioned
the dear departed before.

Your brother Ben wasn't
the only one who was paralyzed.

He paralyzed you,
kept you from marrying,

living a life of your own.

Sometimes sickness puts
greatness into people.

Sometimes it goes the other way:

Persecution complex.

The desire to control and destroy.

Ann, you've got to do something.

Get her out of the house.

Oh, Ernest, I can't do-
but I have a responsibility.

Dan left her-

Ann, your only responsibility
is toward your family.

Let me take Evelyn for a while.

If Ernest is wrong,
there's no harm done.

If he's right, we-

Hello, Mr. Hackett.

When did you come?

A little while ago.

You didn't bring very nice weather.

Where's Douglas?

He's taking a walk on the beach.

He's so upset.

He's still not satisfied
with the painting.

Evelyn, wait a moment, please.

You and Ernest go on to the cottage.

I'll phone you later.

Don't be too long, Ann.

Evelyn, won't you come and sit down?

You're not too tired
to talk a little bit, are you?

No.

What is it, Ann?

Evelyn, how would you like

a change of scene for a few weeks?

A change of scene?

Where?

What do you mean?

Aunt Martha has invited you
to stay with her for a while.

I'd rather not.

Well, you'd be doing me a favor
if you would.

Lee hasn't been feeling very well.

And I have all the housework to do.

I don't ask you to wait on me.

Of course you don't. I know that,
Evelyn, but-

Anyway, I'm not home very much.

Practically the whole day at the church.

That's another thing.

I'm sorry to have to mention it,

but Douglas has to go
back to his illustrating.

We need the money.

Why blame me for that?

Is that how you're
trying to get rid of me?

Isn't there someplace where
you'll be comfortable?

I'm comfortable here.

I won't go to that hateful old woman.

Evelyn!

How can you talk
that way about Aunt Martha?

I know what you're trying to do.

You want to get me away from Douglas.

He comes to me
when you've driven him half-crazy.

You hate me, don't you?

You're jealous.

Jealous? Of you?

Yes.

You're sending me away because
you're jealous of me.

Why should I be jealous?

Because he prefers me to you.

Because you've lost him.

Why, you nasty little fool.

You're in love with my husband.

He's not in love with you.

He slept in the studio for weeks.

You nag him.

You quarrel with him all the time.

"Douglas, don't do this. Don't do that. "

You're even jealous of his painting.

You hate it because it's
always been his dream.

And now I'm a part of it.
And I always will be.

You're a little monster.

You're going to get out
of this house tonight.

I'll bet I don't.

Douglas, don't let her!

She's going to get rid of me!

Ann, what have you done to her?

She hates me. She said horrible things.

What is it now, Ann?

What have you said to her?

Let me handle this, Douglas.

I know what I'm doing.

She said I was too much trouble.

I try not to be any trouble;
You know that.

Aren't you ashamed?

I want to speak to you alone, Doug.

She called me a monster.

Ask her if she didn't.

And what have I done? What have I done?

The girl's in love with you, Douglas.

What's happened to you, Ann?

First, it was Miriam. Now it's Evelyn.

Why didn't you accuse Hilda?

I didn't accuse anybody.
She just admitted it.

I told her I loved you.

Of course I love you.

Why shouldn't I?

You've done everything for me.

She hates me because you're painting me.

She's jealous.

Oh, why did Dan ever bring me here, why?

Evelyn, go upstairs.

Nobody's going to send you away.

Don't worry.

I hope you see what you've done to her.

She's not that sick.

She's not so weak that she
can't ruin our lives.

I'd examine myself about that,
if I were you.

Oh, I have.

I was wrong about Miriam.

I know that now.

But you're not wrong about this?

No, I'm not.

Blaming someone else
for your own mistakes

is a shabby trick, Ann.

Oh, Douglas, it isn't only us.

She's having a dreadful effect
on Lee too.

She's turning her into a neurotic.

Douglas, can't you see she's dangerous?

There's something terribly
wrong with the girl.

If you could have seen her face

when I asked her to go to Aunt Martha's.

She called her a hateful old woman.

Maybe she doesn't like Aunt Martha.

What's that got to do with it?

Then she accused me
of being jealous of her.

- Well, aren't you?
- No!

I'm only frightened,
terribly frightened.

Oh, Ann.

Because you're so blind, Douglas.

Don't you understand?

She said she was in love with you.

She said it in front of me.

I never heard anything more innocent.

You're hysterical, Ann.

I can't stand by and see you

wreck the life and health of a girl

who hasn't done anything to you.

Dan'll never forgive you for this

and neither will I.

- Douglas!
- Now, what?

Nothing.

Your nerves are shot, Ann.

You better get ahold of yourself.

Two, five, seven, please.

Aunt Martha, Ernest was right.

This is like something
out of a nightmare.

I'm going away for a while and take Lee.

Maybe Douglas will come to his senses.

Let me speak to Ernest, please.

Yes, Ernest.

Call the station, please.

You're not frightened, are you, Evelyn?

The lights always go off.

No, I'm not frightened.

I like it like this.

All the violence outside
and in here, it's so still.

But I was a little lonely.

Where did you go?

Back to the church to look at the saint.

What a masterpiece.

You're not fair to yourself, Douglas.

You haven't tried anything
like that in a long time.

You've got too much on your mind.

Maybe so.

I'm sorry about
that scene this afternoon.

Ann didn't mean it.

Of course not.

It was silly of me to go to pieces.

But I can't bear to see anyone unhappy.

I don't know what's got into everybody.

Ann's on edge. Lee's sick.

I can't paint.

Something's wrong with everything.

Not with me, Douglas. Not anymore.

I'm well now, strong.

And just because I've been so happy.

You keep on being happy, Evelyn.

That's what you're here for.

Ann upstairs?

No, she's gone.

Gone? Where?

I don't know.

Maybe she went to Aunt Martha's.

Yes, that's it. I remember now.

I said some pretty brutal things
this afternoon.

You think I should call her?

You can't call her.

The phone's dead.

It is, huh?

A wire's probably down.

Poor Douglas, nothing's right, is it?

I'll get you a drink.

You, Evelyn?

I know, but you've had
such a miserable day.

I've never known anything like this.

Over the last few weeks,

I've learned to know gentleness.

And beauty.

Even fun-

the House of Proctor kind.

The House of Proctor.

Dan told you we were
a very unusual family.

It's not the family, Douglas.

Let me tell you-

That's the look I've tried to paint.

It's beautiful.

I'll get it on canvas someday.

I hope I can.

You will, Douglas.

You'll find your way back.

Back to what?

I'm all mixed up.

This house used to be fun.

I was a guy that liked life.

You can love it now.

Because you can do
what you want with it.

Simple as that, huh?

Of course, Douglas.

There's nothing standing in your way.

Wait a minute.

This isn't Dan, you know, Evelyn.

No, it's you.

No one else but you.

You must know that.

I sent him away for you.

And I don't want him
to ever come back again.

Are you out of your mind?

Don't look at me like that.

You afraid Ann's coming back?

She won't because
she's gone too for good.

What are you talking about?

It's true.

She left with Ernest Hackett.

This is our house now, yours and mine.

Think what that means, Douglas.

Every morning, I can
come downstairs and fix the flowers.

And Hilda and John will be here too.

And they'll say "Yes, Mrs. Proctor"
to me,

as they did to her.

Evelyn!

And there won't be any
low, vulgar women in our house

with their dirty desires.

You can thank me and my love for you.

You made me strong,
so I could be like this.

Little Saint Cecilia.

No wonder I couldn't paint a saint.

Douglas, it's no use.

She's gone for good with Ernest Hackett.

Look!

Good-bye. She said "Good-bye. "

Douglas, she's not worth it.

She's not worth it!

Get away from me.

Go back to your room and stay there.

No, Douglas, don't!

Douglas! Douglas! Don't leave me!

It's no use.

Oh, Doug!

Boston train?

Just pulled out, Mr. Proctor.

God.

Douglas.

I'm glad you didn't go.

I couldn't go.

And I couldn't go back.

I didn't know what to do.
So I had Ernest go on.

Something happened just now.

I'm sorry I had to learn
I was wrong from her.

I wish I'd believed you.

Oh, it doesn't matter, darling.

So long as you know now.

I love you.

Douglas,

I feel as if I've been
on a long, long journey.

And just come home.

Angel Puss.

She cried herself to sleep.

She didn't understand.

What are we going to do now?

It's very simple. You
had the right hunch.

We'll get rid of her.

But what about Dan?

We'll explain to him later.

It's our lives.

Of course, it is, only-

Well, maybe
we can make it easier for him.

Let's see what we can figure out.

We'd better take Lee to Aunt Martha's.

There might be trouble tonight.

All right, dear.

Douglas!

I knew you'd come back. I knew it.

I've been waiting... for you.

Evelyn, there isn't anything
you can do anymore.

We have quite a fair proposition
to make to you.

As your father's unable
to take care of you,

we've decided that we will.

We'll send you somewhere, a sanitarium.

I won't go to any hospital.

Not a hospital.

A place where you can live.

And have people to look after you.

There's one near Boston.

And we'll even go into hock
to keep you there.

But only on one condition.

Are you listening to me, Evelyn?

I'm listening.

You'll write to Dan.

And tell him that you've gotten worse.

And that you've decided
you can't ever see him again,

because marriage would be impossible.

And very gently, bit by bit,

you'll break it to him that you're
not in love with him anyway.

Douglas.

Let her go upstairs now.

Will you do that, Evelyn?

Just answer me.

I won't ask you to give me your word.

Are you through with me now?

Yes.

You'll write your letter
first thing in the morning.

I'll make sure it's mailed.

I'll take her down there myself
tomorrow.

In the meantime, darling,

I'd better stretch out down here.

Well, but why? What for?

Just to be on the safe side.

She's being a little too quiet
for my liking.

No telling what she might think of.

Can't you get along
without me for a while again?

Well, it's only for a little while.

Anyway, who do we think we are,
honeymooners?

Good night, Douglas.

Come to think of it,
that's not a bad idea.

Go on a second honeymoon
back to Montreal.

Montreal?

It was good enough for the first one,
why not the second?

Ah! What scenery.

Darling, we honeymooned in Quebec.

Long distance, please.

Operator, I want Baltimore.

Dr. Dan Proctor
at the Presbyterian Hospital.

Catch all the other lights, honey?

Mm-hmm.

They must have been burning for hours.

You could have gotten up
and turned them off, you know.

Who cares?

Who cares about things
like that anymore?

Whoever cared?

Darling, why do you suppose
we don't hear from her?

Maybe if I took a frying pan
with some bacon in it.

And waved it in front of the keyhole.

No, she'd probably go
on a hunger strike.

Anyway, there's plenty of time to
wake her before the train goes.

Does Aunt Martha know
it's all set for her to go?

Mm-hmm. I called her.

They're on their way up here now.

Ann, let's not ever have anybody
in the guest room again.

Anyway, not for a long, long time.

Mommy, look.

Look, Daddy.

What is it, Angel?

We went to feed him and-

Oh, darling, what a shame.

He's real dead. I touched him.

Birds grow old too, you know,
like people.

We've had Skipper a long while.

Do you think that's it?

I did feed him yesterday, really I did.

Sure, Skipper probably
just got tired of singing.

And went somewhere else.

Anyway, he may even sing there too.
You don't know.

Ann, have you got a box or something?

Yes, I think I can find something.

Come on, Angel.

We'll take him out and put him

in the family plot next to Solomon.

Next to the cat? Will he like that?

I don't think he'll mind, not now.

There you are, darling.

Thank you, Mother.

That's where he dug Solomon's grave.

Probably buries all his bones there too.

He liked Skipper.

That's enough.

You go over there and lie down.

You know,
I don't think it'd be silly at all

to say a prayer for Skipper.

A prayer for yourself
wouldn't hurt either.

Why, Daddy?

Don't you think you ought to ask
forgiveness for hating people?

You mean Miriam?

Didn't Aunt Martha talk to you about it?

She said Evelyn was going away.
And Miriam was coming back.

And I must be nice to her.

You will, won't you, darling?

Sure, I will.

I'll be back later on.

Where's Evelyn?

Why, Dan, she's upstairs.

What's wrong, Evelyn? You said that-

I know, dear.

I don't want to talk about it now.

I wanted you to come
for a more important reason.

Dan, we can be married today.

And I'll go back with you.

We don't have to wait any longer.

That's what I've been waiting for.

Aren't you going to let them
congratulate us?

Well, you'd think
it was a shock to someone.

Ann, aren't you happy for us?

Martha.

Why doesn't somebody say something?

I'm sure Douglas will want
to congratulate us, won't you?

We're waiting, Douglas.

What the devil is this all about?

Evelyn, are you sure
you want to marry Dan?

Is there any reason why I shouldn't?

I'm sorry everyone's in such
a strange mood this morning, darling.

I wish you'd let me in on this.

All right, Dan.

But you won't like it.

And it won't be easy on any of us.

We didn't know exactly how to tell you.

Maybe this will.

You don't have to read
it to me, Douglas.

I know every word.

I don't think you realize, Dan.

This is Evelyn's diary.

I know.

She used to read it to me sometimes.

You know the things
she said in here about you?

Yes.

It doesn't make any difference, Doug.

That's the way it is.

But you don't know the things
she said about me.

"June 14th.

"I love Douglas more and more.

He's everything I ever wanted in a man. "

Yes, I wrote that, Dan.

I told you there was a quarrel.

And that's what
Ann and I quarreled about.

But, Douglas,
you didn't read the last page.

I left it there so you could.

Read it to Dan.

"I've been a fool.

"I thought I loved Douglas,

"but tonight I realize how wrong I was.

I must go back to Dan
and never leave him again. "

You don't believe that, Dan.

Yes, I do.

I'm through with the diary now, Douglas.

I want you to keep it always.

So that you'll never forget me.

Evelyn.

Oh, I'm sorry, dear.
I shouldn't have said that.

But they've all been
so horribly unkind and unfair.

No, no, Evelyn.

We came pretty close.
But you're jumping over.

See you outside.

I have a feeling, Evelyn, that...

you may not be coming back here.

There are
a few little things in my place.

I'd like to get them.

As you like, dear.

I'm sorry, Aunt Martha.

You'd better hurry, dear.

How can you do this to him?

You can't really love him.

It's odd how sure you can be of today...

and so unsure of tomorrow.

Today I love him very much.

You'll be lonely for a while.

But you'll get used to it.

I've been lonely all my life.

There's only one thing I regret.

I would have liked this house.

Quite pretty for a little one.

Where is it?

Where is it?

Where is it?

Where is what?

The bird. It's not in the cage.

Where is it?

Lee let it out.

In here?

Yes.

Yes, it was here just a moment ago.

In this room?

Where is it?

Don't just stand there!

Where? Do you see it?

I'm not looking for it.

I'm not afraid of birds.

Could be in there too.

Please, Aunt Martha, help me.

Find it. Find it!

What makes you think it's not up there?

Birds fly, you know.
They can go anywhere.

There are hundreds of birds outside.

Everywhere.

Look!

Arrrgghhhh!

Arrrgghhhh!