All language subtitles for Alfred Hitchcock s01e16 You Got to Have Luck.eng

* [Charles Gounod's
"Funeral March of a Marionette" ] *

Good evening.

The hourglass is
a wonderful invention.

But I'm afraid it will
never replace the sundial.

Certainly not in my garden.

This one doesn't even work.

I sent it to a jeweler's
to be cleaned and he removed all the sand.

Fortunately, the second hand
still functions.

Time is very important
to the characters in tonight's story.

One of them is doing it.

For another, time seems to be
running out.

Time is also very important
in television.

We fill it.

We must start on it.

We must finish on it.

And, appropriately enough,
we occasionally kill it.

I refer, of course,
to my own fumbling efforts.

Certainly not
to the stellar entertainment which follows.

[sirens wailing]

It's The Eagle.

I can't talk to them now.

But it's the editor.

He said you might not look
quite so silly...

if you release some kind of
a statement of how he got out.

Do they know who it is?
Sure. He knows it's Cobbett.

They have sources
in the prison. They pay for tips.

All right.

Warden Jacobs speaking.

Yes.

That's right.

No.

No.

Of course not.

He wanted to know
if we made Sam Cobbett a trustee.

See if we can get Willis
in the helicopter.

Bart, contact Willis,
helicopter.

[radio beeping]

Yes, sir.

We haven't been able
to see anything so far.

There's 20 miles of road
where he could have dropped off the truck...

and plenty of cover.

If he gets hold
of some clothes he'll be hard to catch.

Yes, sir, I will.

Over.

The warden didn't release
an all points on this guy...

before the newspapers
could get it, but he'll have to now.

[radio beeping]
Yeah, here it comes.

(man over radio)
All points:

Sam Cobbett, 26...

weight 160...

height 5 feet 9 inches...

brown hair,
dark heavy eyebrows...

sallow complexion.

Escaped state penitentiary
approximately 3:13 p.m.

May be heading south on foot.

Cobbett was serving
four consecutive 99-year-terms...

for armed robbery,
criminal assault and murder.

He is extremely dangerous...

has the letters M-A tattooed
on the back of his right hand.

No other distinguishing marks.

How did he get out?
In a laundry basket.

[helicopter whirring]

You want out?
I'm letting you out. Come on, Mike.

Atta dog.

[door banging shut]

[barking]

[dog whimpering]

Here.
Let's see.

"Milk, butter.

"B-R-N rice."

Brn rice?
Brown rice, silly.

Oh! Yeah, thought it was
burnt rice.

[clears throat]

"Vegs." I know what that is.

We ought to have
a garden of our own.

We really should, I guess.

Then there's...

"horseradish marmalade!"

[both chuckling]
Now wait a minute. What's that?

Don't be so smart, now.

I see, that's horseradish
and marmalade. Sorry, it was all on the same line.

I got it.

I better be off.

I'm late already.

I should be back
by 8:00 this evening. Well, try to.

Don't worry, I will.

I hate leaving you alone
like this. Why? What could happen?

I don't know.
I just worry.

I'd better get
Mike back in here for you.

You let him out
just a minute ago.

He's probably off
chasing rabbits.

[David whistling]

Come on, boy.

[whistles]

Hey, Mike.

Here, Mike. Here, Mike.

Where do you suppose he went?

He's up in the hills.

He fancies himself
a mighty hunter.

Come on, Mike.

Suppose he ever gets anything?
I doubt it.

Now, look, you be careful,
will you? I'll be fine.

Bye-bye, sweetie.

[engine revving]

Well, how do you do?
I knew this was my day.

What do you want?

Well, that's an easy question.

But I'm in a little bit
of a hurry.

Little bit of a rush.

You're a convict.
I was, but I'm out now.

I'm gonna stay out
and you're gonna help me.

You'd better get out of here.
My husband will be back in a few minutes.

Now, you see,
you're off to a bad start already.

Your husband won't be back
till late. Now you shouldn't lie to me, chick.

We won't get along so good.

We want to get along
real good, don't we?

What do you want me to do?
That's better.

Now, you just do what I say
and we'll get along fine.

I need some clothes.

[phone ringing]

Answer the phone.

Now, talk natural.

Wait a minute, ain't this
a party line? What's your ring?

A long, two shorts and a long.

What do you think
you're doing? What's the matter with you?

I'm sorry. You told me
to answer it.

I told you no tricks,
too, didn't I?

I was not trying
to do anything. What sort of....

Chick, you got any idea....
Whatever....

What you mean to a guy
who' s been in the stir for three years, do you?

(man over radio)
And here's the 5:00 edition of the news.

Sam Cobbett,
the killer and bank robber...

who was serving
a sentence of 396 years in the state penitentiary...

escaped this afternoon
and is still at large.

The search for Cobbett,
who has been free for two hours...

has shifted upstate,
since motorist Tom Robellos...

reported a hitchhiker,
answering Cobbett's description...

to whom Robellos
had offered a ride...

had forced him from
his automobile at gunpoint and fled northward.

Cobbett is about 5 feet 9...

weighs about 160 pounds,
with dark heavy eyebrows...

and a sallow complexion.
In Washington--

That does it. This is my day.

I knew it.
I told you, didn't I?

I'm hungry.
Fix me something to eat.

We haven't got much.
Eggs....

Would eggs be all right?
Okay, make me some eggs.

Make it two. No, you'd
better make it three.

Okay. Now let's you and me
get something straight between us.

You know what they could
do to me, if I were to kill you or something?

No.

Nothing, that's all.
Just nothing.

You see, you don't burn
for murder in this state...

and I'm already up for life.

So anything I could do to you
would be for absolutely free.

Do you understand?
Yes.

All right, just remember that.
We'll get along fine.

Now put them on the fire.

So they're looking for me
upstate? That's fine.

You can bet your sweet life
they won't call it off down here right away.

But it's gonna make things
a lot easier for me.

Hey, fix me some bacon
with those eggs.

You got some bacon?
(Mary) No, the bacon is all gone.

All right, skip the bacon.

You wanna know something,
chick? What?

You got to have luck.

Yeah, that's all it is.
You got it, you can do anything.

You ain't, and you're dead.

But you gotta know it, see.
That's the thing.

You got to recognize it
when the time comes, and you gotta jump.

What, you think it's easy
to bust out of that jail?

No, it must be very hard.

Chick, it was impossible.
That's all.

But I did it. Because I knew.

The lid was off
this laundry basket, see.

The driver drops
his cigarette, he leans down to pick it up.

I got that long
to make up my mind.

But I do it.

And I get in, and I'm out.

Then I hit here...

chow, clothes,
a little time...

even a nice doll, like you.

What's your name?
Mary.

I like the way you talk,
Mary.

What, are you one of these
Italian girls or something?

My parents came from Italy.

I like your wrist.
It's just the way I like--

You must like your mother
very much, I guess.

Yeah.

That's why I got her there,
so I can look at her all the time.

I'll get you some butter.

I want some coffee.
What did you say?

You got some coffee?
Yes, it's already made. I'll warm it up.

Make some fresh.
I'm not in any rush now.

Go ahead.

Well, we've covered everyplace
that he could reach on foot pretty thoroughly...

if he's still in this area.

Well, I'm afraid we haven't
got much of a chance to spot him.

He can hear us
before we can see him.

We'll stay up till dark,
though.

So you see, a man can't
live in a cage.

Stretches him too tight.

So what do you do?

You watch, all the time,
for a break, night and day, and when it comes....

You got a rod in the house?

A rod? Did you say rod?
That's right, a gun, a pistol.

Oh, no.

All right,
where's the rifle then? We don't have a rifle.

Okay, shotgun.
Where's your shotgun?

We don't have one.
We don't have any guns at all.

Guns are to kill things with.
We don't want to kill anything.

When a fat bank guard
draws down on you, then it's different.

It's him or you.

Where's your dough?
How much you got?

You mean money?
That's right, cash, legal tender.

Not much, just what's
in my purse.

What about your husband?
Where does he keep his?

We never have
much cash around.

What he has,
he's got with him.

I have a little money, though.
You can have that.

$3 and a little change.

It's okay.
Leave it there for now.

You know, you're gonna be
a great big help....

[phone ringing]

That's yours. You said a long,
two shorts and a long, didn't you?

Yes.
Okay, come on.

Now, you're gonna answer it.
But I'm gonna tell you what to say.

Now, don't goof.

Hello.
(woman) Mary.

Tell her yes.

Yes.
This is Mother. Are you all right?

Tell her you're fine.

Yes, I'm fine.

Is David there?

Tell her David's out.
He won't be back till 8:00. Tell her where he is.

David is not here.

He was going to pick up
some supplies.

He'll be back around 8:00.

I see.

Say goodbye.
Get rid of her.

I'll tell David you called.

Goodbye.

Goodbye, dear.

[whispering]
Hang up.

Okay, you did fine.
You did okay.

[horn honking]

Who is it?

I said, who is it?

My neighbor, Mrs. Martin,
and her little girl.

Don't let her in.
Don't unlatch that screen. Just get rid of her.

Don't let her get wise
to anything. You understand?

Go ahead.

Hi, honey.
How's every little thing?

Is Dave home? No?

Well, no matter.
I just wanted to see him a minute.

My pullets ain't laying
worth a lick.

What's the matter? Let me in.

I've got a cold.

I think Susie
might catch it.

Don't worry about that.

She's the healthiest kid
ever lived. You couldn't give her a cold if you tried.

We was on the way to town
and I thought I'd stop...

and have a cup of coffee,
see if you need anything.

Really, Maude,
I don't think you better come in.

What's the matter, Mary?
You really sick?

You look okay.
You look fine.

I get it.
Dave went off mad?

Let me tell you something.
These little old spats--

Please, Maude,
I don't want to talk about it.

I want you to go away.
Don't you understand?

Well!

I was just trying to be
neighborly.

Guess I know
when I'm not wanted.

Yes, I know. I'm sorry.
It's just....

Sure, honey.
Don't worry about it.

I know how it is.
I've been through it myself.

Look, I'll come in--
No, no.

Can't you understand?
I don't want to talk to you.

You ought to be paddled,
you little snip.

Treating your best friend
like that.

[engine starting]

[panting]

What's the matter?
You crazy or something?

Better have
your head examined.

Now, take it easy.

[sobbing]
Please leave me alone, please.

What are you making
a big thing out of this for?

There's nothing to be
afraid of. What are you afraid of? This?

Look, I'm gonna need
some clothes, and I got to get washed up.

Later on we'll
take a look for that gun and some more dough, too.

Don't worry, now.
I'm not gonna find it.

At least I hope I'm not.

I don't think you'd
lie to me. I like you.

I don't want nothing
to happen to you.

Now, where's the clothes?

They're in there.

Get me a shirt,
and a nice quiet tie.

Here, hold this.

[chuckles]

Wouldn't want to
embarrass you. Couldn't have that.

Over. Sit here.

[chuckles]

Makes everything so easy.
It's just a breeze.

Sure came to the right place.

All right, lieutenant.
All right.

They had to pull
the road block off the turnpike.

Traffic piling up too deep.

You think he was
the hitchhiker that took that guy's car?

No.
No, I don't.

Because if he got a change
of clothes that quickly, it had to be a planned deal.

There would have been a car,
and he wouldn't have had to hitchhike.

But if it was
a spur of the moment thing, the way it looks...

he's got a problem
getting clothes.

He's got to be just
fool lucky, and we got a good chance to grab him.

Yeah, you might be right.
It's gonna be dark pretty soon.

Yeah? Yes, it is,
you're right.

[sighs]

It's not bad. Not bad.

What time is it?

What time is it?
The clock is in the kitchen.

It must be about 6:00.
It's dark.

I'll probably hitchhike
over to the turnpike now, all right.

Catch a ride there.
Maybe a bus.

Pick up a car in the city.

Manage that tonight,
all right, okay, easy.

You are different.

No, chick, I'm not different.

I just look different
but I'm still the same guy.

Better wear a coat.

A coat?
Sure, you'll need it.

But I'm not going.
Sure you are, chick.

Look, everything will be
easier with you along.

Nobody will be looking for me
with a dame.

No, you don't need me.
I'd only be in the way.

Chickie, you don't
seem to understand.

It's not just because
I need you for a front.

I want you to come.
I like you.

It'll be okay. You'll see.

But I'd only make a mistake.
Be quiet.

I'd give you away and I'd--
I said be quiet!

[car approaching]
What's the matter? You deaf?

[car engine dying]

[clanging]

[engine revving]

I'm sorry, but you
got to learn, chick.

When I tell you
to do something, do it. Don't stall.

You got to learn that.

Here, take this.

When we need something,
a bus ticket or something, you pay.

And remember,
I got a knife.

Please, don't make me come.
I won't say a word.

I will never say
you were here, please. Will you stop it. Stop it!

You don't want to
get me upset. I don't want to get upset, I tell you.

[sobbing]
Please. Now take it easy.

Take it easy.

[sobbing]

Take it easy.

Yeah, that's a good girl.
That's a good girl.

Come on, let's go.

Hold it, Cobbett.
Don't move. Put your hands up.

He has a knife.
Okay, drop it.

Glad to see you, Cobbett.

May we use your telephone?

You don't have to
talk that way. I understand.

Go ahead.
Thanks.

Bob, call in that
we picked him up right where the lady thought he was...

and tell headquarters
to notify all points.

Tell them to be sure
to call the city editor of The Eagle.

My, how you've changed!

I want to ask you
one question.

Sure, Sammy boy,
anything at all. What is it?

How did you know I was here?
You told us.

When you made the young lady
answer the telephone.

You see, she's been
totally deaf ever since she was nine years old.

When she answered the phone
and seemed to hear what her mother was saying...

her mother knew that
something was wrong.

Luckily she'd heard
the broadcast and she called us.

Let's go.

Well...

she reads lips pretty good,
don't she?

You had a little tough luck,
Sam. Just a little tough luck.

Oh, well,
back to the old rock pile.

I do think Sam should be
congratulated for making such a good try.

Perhaps he'll have
better luck next time.

And returning to
the subject of time...

I believe we have just about
exhausted that which was allotted to us.

And so, until next time,
when we shall return with another story...

good night.

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