All language subtitles for 25 - The Kind Waitress

Good evening.

Tonight l'm dining
at my favorite club.

There are many
advantages here.

As you can see,
informality is the rule.

There is also the stimulation
of intellectual companionship

without the deafening choir
that pervades in most clubs.

Best of all
l like its p�ivacy.

Only four persons are
allowed at a table,

and, of course,
no one pays
any attention to you.

Our program is not
restricted to views
of the tonier clubs.

We also plan a visit
to the cinema,

where we shall
see a film entitled
''The Kind Waitress.''

lt begins after this
one-minute appetizer.

Mrs. Mannerheim
hasn't come yet, hmm?

Take it easy, Thelma.
She'll show up.

lt's 8:30.
Usually has her
dinner before 8:OO.

You can relax now.
There she is.

Marian, tell the chef,
will you?

She'll want eggs
scrambled soft

and dry toast and tea.
And dry toast and tea.

You think l don't
know that order
by this time?

Don't forget the milk.
She won't drink her
tea without it.

Good evening,
Mrs. Mannerheim.

Good evening, dear.

Your order's on the fire.

Here, let me do that.

There. Love that fur.
It's beautiful.

You're a little late tonight.
Haven't been sick, have you?

A little.
Just a little.

But it's to be
expected at my age.

Don't you think
you ought to see
Dr. Lacey again?

No. He would just
give me more of
his silly medicine.

l never take the stuff.

You ought to.

When my time comes,
the Lord will take me.
Medicine won't help.

But thank you
for worrying, Thelma.
You are a good child.

l'm 38. Pretty old
for a child.

To me, it's very young.

Can you sit
and talk a little?

l guess so.
Till your order's ready.

How are you
getting on?

Same as usual, l guess.

Still in that
rooming house?

lt's crummy,
but it's cheap.

(COUGHING)

Here, take some water.

l'm all right.

(SNIFFING)

Well, that's not
really true.

l'm pretty sick.

For the first time
l feel old.

Mrs. Mannerheim,
l think...

Now, don't you fret.

What l wanted to tell you,
in case anything happens
to me, l mean...

l think a lot of you
and l want to help you.

Do you know what
l'm talking about?

No.

l'm an old woman, Thelma,

and l have more money
than l know what to do with.

My sister, the last relative
l had, passed on a year ago.

You're my only friend.

And l want you to know
l've taken care of you.

Taken care of me?

ln my will.

You have been kind to me,
Thelma, and l'm grateful.

When l die, you will be
able to leave this job,

move out of your rooming
house to a nice apartment.

You've always
admired this, dear.

So l'm giving it to you now.

Mrs. Mannerheim,
you don't have to do this.

But l want to do it.

And you will receive
a considerable legacy
Iater on.

l haven't much time left.

l dreamt of a
coffin last night.
Do you believe in dreams?

l don't know.

l think l'm having a
kind of dream right now.

(CHUCKLES)

Maybe l better
get your dinner
before it gets cold.

What held you up?
l've been waiting
here an hour.

Honey, guess what happened?
Did you bring
anything to eat?

Don't l even
rate a kiss?

First things first.
What's in the bag?

Brought you a roast
beef sandwich. And some
French fries, too.

Hope they're not cold.

They're cold.
No beer?

Darling, l was so
excited l forgot.

Arthur, l got something
to tell you.

Write me a letter.
It's important.

To you as well as to me.

What'd you do?
Get canned?

l got left some money,
in a will.

Who died?

Nobody, not yet.

Do you remember that sweet
old lady l told you about,
Mrs. Mannerheim?

Well, she gave me
this lovely pin tonight.

And she told me
she's leaving me

a considerable legacy
in her will.

She's such a sweet
old lady, honey.

Holy cow!

l been a day late
and a dollar short all
my cotton-picking life.

No more playing for peanuts.
l could start my own band.

Can't you just see it?
A six-piece combo and
me on a licorice stick!

l wonder how much a
considerable legacy means,
in terms of cash.

She's awful rich.

Could be 20, maybe $50,OOO.

Fifty grand?

Yes.

Go, girl, go!

Hey, you're on
cloud seven now.

Reach up and
grab for eight.

$50,OOO is nothing
to Mrs. Mannerheim.

She's got the most
expensive suite
in the hotel.

Darling, when this happens,
we'll get married, huh?

We could maybe
do it before?

Not before, Thelma.

As soon as the old
dame kicks off, sure.

But until then,
you got to stay with
her every minute,

make sure she don't
change her mind.

You're right, honey.
You're always right.

You give me a kiss
and l'll go down and
bring you back some beer.

Just look at
that old thing.

Now, some night she's
going to die right in
the middle of dinner.

You think a woman
like that would go to
a home or something.

l think she'd want to.

Her tray's on
the steam table.

l'll pick it up.

Good evening,
Mrs. Mannerheim.

You're looking
good tonight.

What you say?

l said you're
Iooking good.

Well, l'm not
feeling good.

The food in this
dining room gives
me indigestion.

And l must say
the service has
become inferior.

You have been
neglecting me lately.

And after l gave you
my lovely brooch...

Oh, dry up.

What did you say?

l said l'm sorry,
Mrs. Mannerheim.

l try to do my best.

The old girl giving
you a hard time?

l don't know what's
come over her.
She used to be so sweet.

Four months we've been
waiting. l'm fed up.

Honey.

Well, you're sick
of waiting, too.

You're getting to
hate the old bag.

Hate? l'm very fond
of Mrs. Mannerheim.

Oh, don't give me that.

You're getting to
hate her more and
more every day.

l can see it in your face.
You don't talk about her
the way you used to.

She's taking much
too long to die.

l don't know what
you're talking about!

What makes you think
she won't live to be 100?

She's so sick!

Then why ain't she dead?

Arthur!

Why not help her along
a little, honey?

Don't you see how
easy it would be?

And it wouldn't
even be wrong.

Oh, think how the poor
old lady's suffering,
sick the way she is.

She'd welcome a little peace.
And you can give it to her.
It would be a snap.

l'm not listening.

Nobody would ever know.
l'd help you,
l'd show you how.

Stop it.

We could do it
with the food.

She'd never notice,
a sick old lady like that,
her taste buds all shot.

You just put a little bit
of something in her tea,
night after night until...

You're crazy. You're talking
absolutely crazy!

Sure, sure, only listen
to what l'm saying.

Now, there's plenty of
stuff around. l'll figure
a way how to get it.

And every night,
you'll just put a
little bit in her tea.

Now, that'd be easy
for you, wouldn't it?

Poor sick old lady.

You know, they got
a name for this.

lt'd be what they
call a mercy killing.

And as soon as it happens,
we could get married, doll.

Suppose tomorrow
l go out and get a
little something, huh?

What do you say?

All right, Arthur.

We'll do it like you say.

This is gonna be
tougher than l thought.

When l went to
the drugstore
to get the stuff,

the guy wanted me
to sign my name
in a book.

Think me handing myself
over to the cops that way.

What are we gonna do?

l got to study up
and find out all
about this stuff.

Can l help?
Yeah.

You give it to her
when the time comes.

Now, shut up.

''...a poison which on
ingestion, inhalation,
absorption,

''application, iniection
or development within the body

''produces an iniury
to the body.''

This Mrs. Mannerheim,
she's over 80, huh?
How's her heart?

Bad. That's her
worst trouble.

Doctor gives her medicine,
but she won't take it.

Hey, listen to this.

''Anatine. The leaves
of the Laricaescropha,

''dried and distilled,
form the poison Anatine.

''The prepared drug
has a faint odor but
no discernible taste.''

That's it!

All l got to do is get
some of these Laricaescropha
Ieaves and we got it made!

What are they?

l'll find out.

You go down and bring
me back some beer.

Looks just like
water, don't it?
Or gin, maybe.

Yeah, it's got
a faint odor.
Smells like, uh,

geraniums.

Arthur, don't!

Got to hand it to
these science cats.

No taste!

Baby, we are in
business as of now.

Say, Thelma...

What do you want?

Say, you got the jitters?

No, l'm okay.
l'm perfectly okay.

Oh, l just wanted to ask
you if you would mind
taking Wednesday off

instead of Saturday.
One of the other girls...

Wednesday? Yeah, sure.
That's fine.

There you are.

The toast is hot,

your eggs iust the way
you like them.

And here's the milk
for your tea.

l'm not a bit hungry.
l should have
stayed in bed.

Whenever you feel like
that, why don't you just
go right ahead and do it?

l'll bring the tray
up to your room.

Since you did get dressed,
l think you ought to eat
something, don't you?

Here, try some tea.

Yes.

l always like my tea.

Tastes good.

For goodness sake,
why are you staring
at me, child?

Go away.

Sorry, Mrs. Mannerheim.
l didn't mean...

Marian, about Wednesday,
l've been thinking.

l don't need either
Wednesday or Saturday off.

Are you crazy? There's no
time-and-a-half overtime
on this job.

That's okay.

l want to stay close
to Mrs. Mannerheim.
She don't look so good.

You're crazy, all right.
But you're kind of nice, too.

Are you being
taken care of,
Mrs. Mannerheim?

Oh, yes.

Thelma has a real knack
for her work.

But don't tell her
l said so.

A little discipline
is good for girls.

l've never seen you with a
hat before, Mrs. Mannerheim.
Going someplace?

Yes, l'm going to die.
But not tonight.

Tonight l'm going to live.

You know what l'm going to do?

l'm going to treat myself
to a lump of sugar.

Certainly is good.

We've had her on the stuff
for almost half a year.

She's had enough to
knock off a whole battalion
of top sergeants.

l've done everything
you told me.
It don't work.

l'm so dog tired.

Well, don't she
even look worse?

Sick to her stomach,
nothing like that?

l haven't noticed
any difference.

She's always been
sick and old.

Well, keep giving her
the same amount.

Can't start taking
chances now.

Honey, l'm telling you.
l can't keep this up.
l gotta stop.

What?

l gotta stop.

What are you doing?

Taking back my picture.

You chicken out on me,
l'm pulling out on you.

Honey, don't. Don't.
Don't leave me.
l'll do anything you say.

Well?

l'll give her the stuff
if you want me to.

lt's me, Mrs. Mannerheim,
with your tray.

You sure look pretty,
Mrs. Mannerheim.
Pretty as a doll.

l don't feel
like one.

l feel very weary,
Thelma.

l think my time
has come at last.

Oh, you oughtn't
to talk like that.

Come on, now.
Have your eggs
and your toast.

l have no appetite.

Then drink your tea.
You always like your tea.

Yes.

You're a sweet girl,
Thelma,

when you want to be.

You didn't bring me
the milk.

Oh, gosh, l forgot.

Come on, Mrs. Mannerheim,
just this once.
Try and drink it straight.

But l don't like tea
without milk.

Couldn't you get me some?

Mrs. Mannerheim, if l went
down to the kitchen
to get you some milk,

the tea would be cold by
the time l got back. l'd
have to make some more tea.

Well, couldn't you do that?

Yes, l could,
but l got other things to do.

Come on, now,
drink your tea.

But l can't!
l simply can't!

l always had milk
with my tea.

You know how it is,
a habit like that.

No, l don't. l don't.
l don't know how it is.

l've never had
everything l wanted.

Do you understand that?
Can you understand that?

Why, Thelma!

l've had to work
for what l wanted.

l've been working
all my life.

You think l'm a waitress
because l like it?

Do you think the
restaurant's my home?

Do you think l like greasy
kitchens and dirty dishes
and complaining old women?

l must ask you not to
speak to me like that.

l'll speak to you
any way l like.

You are rude,
naughty girl.

You are not at all the person
l thought you were.

l'm afraid l'm going to
have to change my will.

Don't you touch
that phone!

Now... Now, you stop that.

Let go of my hand,
you horrid child!

l'm not a child!
l'm 38 years old!

Mrs... Mrs. Mannerheim.

Mrs. Mannerheim!

The coroner was
notified by Dr. Lacey,
the attending physician,

and he appointed me
to perform the autopsy.

l first viewed the body of
Sarah Mannerheim, deceased,

approximately one hour
and a half after her death.

The left side
of the neck revealed
four fingernail marks.

On the larynx were
discolored marks of bruising
accompanied by swelling.

There was also a fracture
of the thyroid bone.

An autopsy revealed that
the main respiratory organs
showed marked congestion.

Now, Dr. Maxwell
what conclusion !did you draw?

(SIGHS)

That the deceased
was throttled,
choked to death.

Thank you.
You may step down.

CORONER:
Miss Thelma Tompkins,
take the stand, please.

Raise your right hand.

Do you solemnly swear to tell
the truth, the whole truth
and nothing but the truth?

l do.

Be seated, please.

Now, Miss Tompkins, it appears
that you were the last person
to see Mrs. Mannerheim alive.

You've heard the
medical examiner

and the testimony
of Dr. Lacey,
Mrs. Mannerheim's physician.

He stated that he came to the
hotel in response to a phone
call. Did you make that call?

l guess so.

This is not a matter
of guessing, Miss Tompkins.

Did you or did you not
telephone Dr. Lacey

and tell him that you had
entered Mrs. Mannerheim's
room and found her dead?

Yes, l did.

Then why didn't you remain
there until he arrived,
as he asked you to do?

l was scared.

So scared that you ran
right home and started
packing your bags.

Miss Tompkins, l understand
you know a man named Arthur.

He didn't have anything
to do with it!

The police have been
unable to locate him.
Can you tell us where he is?

l don't know.
He didn't do it anyway.

l didn't do it, either! l...

That is... l didn't mean
to do it the way l did.

CORONER: You may step down.

(PEOPLE CHATTERING)

...face the trial.
You gentlemen agree?

We find that
the deceased,
Sarah Mannerheim,

met her death due
to unnatural causes.

We recommend that
Thelma Tompkins be
taken into custody

and held for trial on
such charges as may be
preferred against her.

This iury stands
adjourned.

(PEOPLE CHATTERING)

Thank you, Dr. Lacey.
You know, Mrs. Mannerheim
was such a grand old lady.

lt's a shame
she had to go that way.

Yes. The only consolation
is she wouldn't have
lived long in any case.

Had a bad heart.
l'd been giving
her Anatine.

CORONER: Anatine?

DR. LACEY: It's usually
thought of as a poison,

but in small doses
it's aspecific for
a condition like hers.

Funny thing, l had an idea
she distrusted medicine,
didn't take the stuff.

Actually, Anatine
was the only thing
keeping her alive.

DR. LACEY: ''...the only
th�ng keep�ng her al�ve.''

''Anat�ne was the only
th�ng keep�ng her al�ve.''

''...keep�ng her al�ve.''

Oh.

This type of restaurant
underlines one of the
basic confusions of my life.

l frequently find myself
trying to tip slot machines
and tilt waitresses.

Just now, l'm trying
to find the caviar.

While l'm looking,
suppose you do the same.

l shall reioin you
in a minute.

They don't have caviar.

The manager has
offered me elderberry jam,

which he claims
Iooks exactly the same.

He feels that
when you buy caviar,

you're iust spending
a lot of money for the name.

He may be right.
l'll never know.

Next week we shall
return with another story.

Until then, good night.