All language subtitles for Voice of the Whistler 1945

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- I am the Whistler,

and I know many things,

for I walk by night.

I know many strange tales hidden in the

hearts of men and women

who have stepped into the shadows.

Yes, I know the nameless terrors of which

they dare not speak.

And one of the greatest of

these terrors is loneliness.

In my wanderings, I have seen the lonely

people of the Earth.

I have seen their drawn and haunted faces

in the city of Teeming Millions.

And I have seen them too, in places that

have been long deserted and forgotten.

Gull Point Lighthouse was

abandoned many years ago.

But today a woman lives here all alone.

She never leaves her

forlorn and isolated home.

Hers is a strange story, for she loved

the bustling cities,

the gay crowds, the

laughter of pleasant company.

Why then has she shut

herself away in this desolation,

where no one ever comes to visit her?

Hers is a story of loneliness and greed.

It began years ago in a big city,

when the great industrialist John

Sinclair was rising from obscurity.

[music]

The soldiers returning from the First

World War found a changed America.

Mass production was born out of the war,

bringing with it a new

school of industrialists.

John Sinclair was the foremost of these.

[music]

The Gibson Motorcar Company

was a pioneer in its field,

a conservative company

with limited production,

until John Sinclair bought the company

and adopted the slogan,

"A car within every man's reach."

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The year 1929 brought the greatest

financial disaster in history.

Millions were swept away

in the stock market crash.

Throughout the country,

hundreds of banks closed their doors.

But the House of Sinclair never failed to

meet its obligations.

Not a single depositor

lost any of his savings,

and John Sinclair paid 4% interest on

every dollar invested with him.

[music]

By 1931, John Sinclair's qualities of

leadership, initiative, and enterprise

won recognition from

the youth of America,

and he was awarded an honorary life

membership in the Boy Scouts of America.

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And here, drawing to its conclusion,

we see the famous trial

of Sinclair and Associates

against the Turner Company for

infringement of patents.

[applause]

Very good, very good indeed.

Yes, I thought it was

an excellent tribute.

Wake up, show's over.

How did you like the picture, John?

It's satisfactory.

We thought it'd be a good idea if you

said a few words tonight

when we show it at the banquet.

Stalin's of public relations

has written a speech for you.

I won't be at the banquet.

But you're the guest of honor.

It's our testimonial to you.

After all, we are

celebrating the court decision,

whereby Turner and Company

have to pay us 22 million

for infringement of the Sinclair patent.

I see no cause for celebration.

I knew how to turn

out, and the whole thing.

You handled the case very well, Paul.

Thanks.

I had to win, or you defied me.

Probably. Very likely was.

We do wish you'd come

to the banquet, John.

Yes, it's a special occasion.

You can celebrate for me.

In the future, I want one

thing clearly understood.

From now on, I want nothing.

Absolutely nothing to

interfere with my personal life.

What personal life? The suspicion and

distrust in his fellow man

have driven John Sinclair to solitude.

There has been no time

for love or companionship

in his ruthless drive

for power and riches.

Even over his chess

game, he cannot relax,

for it is through the

medium of these ivory pawns

that he plans the strategy to

expand his enormous holdings.

But without realizing it,

he has already strained

body and mind beyond endurance.

I've been telling him for a

long time to take it easy.

Now he's gone to limit.

Another of these attacks may be fatal.

I want him to go away for a long rest.

Forget about business and loaf.

He should go where he

can't be reached by telephone.

A boat trip on the Great

Lakes should be excellent.

I'll see that he goes.

Remember, no last day to

clean up the work of the office.

I want him to leave town in the morning.

All right, Duncan.

I'll see you to your car. Thank you.

I know Sinclair isn't married.

Has there any close relatives?

So far as I know, he

hasn't a relative in the world.

Well, he shouldn't go away alone.

Why not?

Well, another of these

attacks may be the last.

That's why somebody

should go with him, a friend,

if he has no relatives.

There isn't anyone in the

world he could call a friend.

Too bad. Good night.

Good night.

Come in.

Tell Graham, Mr. St. Graham.

I won't accept it.

It's for you, sir.

I don't care. I won't

take it. I'm on a vacation.

Last call for dinner?

What shall I do with it, sir?

Do anything you want with it. Tear it up.

I won't be bothered with business.

Tell that dining-car steward I want my

dinner served in the room.

Very well, sir.

And another thing.

I'm not to be disturbed

where we get to Chicago.

Very well, sir.

We're coming into Chicago, sir.

Mr. St. Clair?

Mr. St. Clair, are you six, sir?

Oh, I'm all right.

Mr. Chicago?

Yes, sir, and you've got to get across

town to catch your mood.

Don't worry about your baggage.

The tantra will come and we'll take care of that. (Sighs) (Tires screech)

(Tires screech)

Taxi, Governor.

What is it, Governor? Are you all right?

Stay together.

Put your arm around my shoulder.

I'll help you to the cab.

Easy, Doctor.

I'd better get you to the doctor, sir.

I'll be all right. I've

had these attacks before.

Just as you say, Governor.

Where shall I drop you?

Doc, 23. I'm taking

the steamer to the loose.

Like you are, Governor.

(Door opens)

Huh!

Here, here. Take it easy.

You're with friends.

You became unconscious like before we

ever reached the docks,

so I brought you up here.

This room's right next

to the one I live in.

How long have you been like this?

All die. It's eight o'clock now.

I must have been a lot of bother.

No bother at all,

Governor. Glad to do it.

I knew you was alone.

I'm used to being alone.

Yes. I know.

I was in the same boat once.

You try and get some sleep.

I'll sit by in case you want anything.

So you're John Carter of New York.

And you're Ernie Sparrow.

Lightweight champion of

England, 1919 to 1925.

Yes. I've had my moment

of glory, as you might say.

- Louis, how's

Trixie? - Fine, Ernie, fine.

You know, they still talk

about you in the athletic club.

It was a long moment, too.

- Morning, Miss Smith.

- Morning, Mr. Sparrow.

I had all the money I wanted.

Boxed before the king and queen.

I had the old of England

and the palm of Maclum.

- Which is good. How's the

baby? - She's fine, I know.

Yet something was missing, huh?

Yes, there was. Catch.

You were lonely.

How did you know?

You said you were like

me. You didn't trust anyone.

Oh.

I was always trying odd.

Never had time to make many friends then.

Always liked people, but

never got to know them.

Never got to know them. It was always,

"Hello," and, "Goodbye."

- Hello, Sparrow. - How are you, Tony?

How's the wife and kids?

And how's the business?

- Everything fine. - Good.

- For you. - Thanks.

That's for arriving the

wife and kids to church.

That was nothing. I was on my way home.

- One for your friend. - Thank you.

And one for me, too.

Eat it. It won't hurt you.

- Bye, Tony. - Come back sooner.

I will.

I see what you mean about making friends.

What was I saying?

Oh, yes. Then when I got the title, it

was worse than ever.

I had time to make friends then, but I

never knew who my friends really were.

People always slap me on the back. "Oh,

oh, you Sparrow. Have a drink, Sparrow."

That was it, Governor.

I had too many drinks.

- Good morning, Ernie. - Hello, Mike.

I brought home a sack of

charcoal for you last night.

Startle my place when you need it.

Thank you. Much obliged, Ernie.

You were saying something?

I was saying so. You

ran away from it all, huh?

You're right there again, Governor.

- How are you? - Hiya, Sparrow.

- How's business? - Fine.

But I'm not sorry. I'm

happy here in this country.

Here, I'm just playing Ernie Sparrow.

And I have real friends for

the first time in my life.

- Here's one of them now. -

Firelets? Firelets? Firelets?

Firemen?

Fire! Fire!

Hiya, Sparrow.

Mr. Carter, this is Amaloc Ferdinand.

He used to be a

wrestler and a very good one.

Now he's doing what he wants to do.

He's growing his own flowers.

Let her know, Mr. Carter.

Remember Ferdinand the Bull?

He likes to smell flowers, too.

I'll take that frick of violets.

A hand of jelly, nice

barra. Don't crush him.

Remember, they're delicate things.

- Right, old Ferdinand. - Goodbye.

Goodbye.

Good job, Mr. Sparrow.

How did a person go about making friends?

You don't.

People make friends with you.

If you give them half a chance.

Well, here we are.

A clinic.

If anybody in the world

can help you, they can.

Last time I was sick, I

was given up for loss.

But somehow, they pulled me through.

I'm sorry, Sparrow, but I...

If you're going to trust people, Mr.

Carter, you'd better start right now.

We all have to learn to

do that sooner or later.

I did. Go on in.

Wait a minute.

Do me a favor, will you?

These violets. There's a

pretty young girl in there.

Her name is Miss Joan Martin.

Give them to her, will you?

(SINGING)

Goodbye, choo-choo.

Hello.

They're pretty. Can I smell?

Smells pretty for your girl.

No.

Can I be your girl?

My name's Bobby.

Everyone says that's a boy's name,

but it isn't. What's your name?

John.

Well, this is a nice state of affairs.

A minute I turned my back, you're untruthless. I'm not a man. I'm a man. I'm a man. I'm a man. Well, this is a nice state of affairs.

A minute I turned my

back, you're untrue to me.

Oh, you women are alike.

I can't help it if I'm popular.

They certainly learn

young nowadays, don't they?

Well, beautiful. If your

gentleman friend doesn't mind,

I must borrow you for a moment.

Goodbye.

Hello, Bobby. How's our favorite patient?

Just fine, thanks.

You're a very good man,

John. She's been two-timing me.

No, I haven't.

Will you come in, please?

Just wait in here, please.

Good morning.

Your name, please?

John Carter.

Oh, I was told to take

very good care of you.

You were a very privileged man.

You haven't had pull with a certain young

lady by the name of Bobby.

Oh.

Is your name by any

chance, Miss Joan Markman?

Why, yes.

These are for you.

This is sort of sudden,

isn't it? What'll Bobby think?

Why, you don't understand. Sparrow asked

me to give you those.

Oh, isn't that nice?

How thoughtful of Sparrow.

He's always doing

things for other people.

You've no idea how he makes friends.

You be sure to thank him for

me when you see him, will you?

I certainly will.

Did you wish to see Dr. Rose, Mr. Carter?

I hope I might.

Let's see. Name, John Carter.

Address?

238 Gordon Street.

No wife, no family, no relatives.

And should I add, no friends?

Have you finished your examination?

I'll go to an examination and a physical

checkup on a few tests.

If I'm going to help you, you must be

perfectly honest with me.

Well, it's no use, really.

I'm into too many doctors.

I'm sorry if I've

wasted any of your time.

Of course, we can't

afford to waste any time here.

There are too many

people who really need us.

And we don't care who the patient is or

where he comes from,

but we do expect him to help us.

Think it over. My office is

open to anyone at any time.

I'll finish it.

Oh, yes. Yes, thanks very much.

I'll go by, Miss Martin.

Well, when are you coming back?

I don't know.

There you are.

You don't know if I'm saying anything.

I'm not saying anything. You don't often see a man at his time.

I wonder what his story is.

Hello. Well, hello, Sparrow.

House Florence Nightingale.

It was sweet of you

to send those flowers.

By the way, how's

your friend, Mr. Carter?

I want to talk about him.

Why hasn't he come back to the clinic?

I'm sure Dr. Rose could help him.

You know, I think he'd come

back if you were to ask him.

Maybe. Why, Sparrow,

I've only seen him once.

But you made a rare impression on him.

He's staying at my place.

Would you ask him as a favor to me?

All right.

Come in.

Someone to see you, John.

Well, this is a pleasant surprise.

Mr. Carter, I hope you

won't think it presuming of me,

but I wondered why you

didn't come back to the clinic.

Well, whatever the reason,

it is nice of you to come.

Why should you concern yourself about me?

I don't know.

Dr. Rose sent you?

Oh, no.

I know it may sound very strange to you,

but when you didn't come

back, I began to worry about you.

You worried about me, a total stranger?

Some people are never

strangers, Mr. Carter.

Won't you come back to the

clinic and see Dr. Rose again?

I know he can help you. If

you'll only let him, will you?

Mm-hmm.

I have the laboratory

reports, Mr. Carter.

They are not favorable.

Well, I didn't expect they would be.

Well, of course, I only

know what your body tells me,

but there are things about a man that the

body has nothing to do with.

What you're trying to say is

if there's any help for me,

it hasn't anything to

do with medical science.

Well, something like that.

Well, I was planning a

trip on the Great Lakes.

Well, that's the worst

thing you could possibly do.

Why?

For a man without friends, there are a

few places so lonely

as a crowded steamship.

You'll find the sea coast much more

relaxing than the Midwest.

Well, go up to the

coastal main somewhere.

Get good sea air into your lungs and hold

some thoughts into your mind.

Get a job.

And above everything,

try to make friends.

And never forget, Mr. Carter,

that loneliness is a disease that can

destroy a man's mind.

Could a man's mind get away

from lack of companionship?

Could a man actually

die for a lot of a friend?

You are the answer to your

own questions, Mr. Carter.

Or goodbye, Dr. Rose. Thank you.

Oh, Mr. Carter.

Mr. Carter.

What's the matter?

Nothing.

I know. I feel sorry for him, too.

But for your own peace of mind, Joan,

you can't allow yourself to become

interested in the patient's troubles.

I guess I'll never get

used to working around here.

Is he for a minute, dear?

No.

I want to talk about us.

Of course, Fred.

You know, between the night work here and

my lectures with Dr. Farnham,

we hardly see each other

except when we're working.

You're right. I'm really the

world's most neglected fiance.

But you're the one who wanted to wait.

You didn't want to get married until I'd

established my own practice.

And you agreed with me?

I've changed my mind.

I think we should get married right away.

No. After all, darling,

it'll only be another six months until

you've finished your

work with Dr. Farnham.

Then I still won't have enough money to

start on my own anyway.

Oh, come on, Joan. Say you'll settle for

a weekend, honeymoon.

I can't, Fred.

I want a home and security.

I want our children to see the sun

without having to go to a public park.

And I want you to come home

from your office with pride,

not tortured and frightened by debt.

You don't show much faith in me.

Oh, I do have faith in you, darling.

Everything in me wants to say yes.

But I won't change your life and mine to

an environment like this.

I wish I could believe you're right.

I am.

(Laughing)

What you gonna do?

I was asking what you gonna do.

I'm gonna take Dr. Rose's advice.

I know you can get a

refund on your boat ticket,

but will that leave you

with enough to go to Maine?

Look here, this is no

time for silly pride.

I've got enough put by to

tide you over for a while.

We'll go to the bank first thing in the

morning and you can be on your way.

You hardly know me.

It ain't time that

makes a man trustworthy.

I'm betting on you all the way.

Well, this is the first time in my life

that anything like this

has ever happened to me.

I don't know what to say.

Just say yes and we don't

need to say no more about it.

But I don't need money.

I have more than enough.

I don't understand.

Sparrow, I found something

here that money can't buy.

Something that I didn't know existed.

Come to think of it, a six-month vacation

wouldn't do you any harm.

Why don't you put that cab of yours in

storage and come along as my guest?

I couldn't think of it.

Well...

If you put it that way, I can't refuse.

(Laughing)

It's a deal.

Fine. Let's go.

Right.

"I'm afraid I was ruined this afternoon."

Oh, I understood.

I'm putting the old

bus and stories tomorrow.

Mr. Carleton means after

Maine for health and happiness.

I see you're finished with your dinner.

Why don't you join us for

a last spin in the park?

I wish you would.

I'd love to.

Okay. Let's go.

There were times when we didn't have

enough food in the house,

or money for medicine when I was a child.

Maybe that's the reason I

went to work for Dr. Rose.

You intend to devote your entire life to

working with these people?

No.

So long as I work, I'll remain with them.

But when I get married, I

intend to leave it forever.

Oh, it's not that my husband has to be

rich, but he can't be poor either.

I don't want my children to have the

childhood like I did.

Part of the youngsters in the clinic.

Oh, that's very understandable.

Of course, you do get

away on your vacation.

You don't take vacations

when you work for Dr. Rose.

You sure need one, Joan.

Why don't you come along

with me and Mr. Carter?

I guess our housekeeping

could stand a feminine touch.

Fred would love that.

Is Fred the young man who doesn't have to

be rich, but doesn't dare to be poor?

Oh, I'm sorry.

He's going to be a great

specialist one these days.

You mark my words.

He's starting with the

lung specialist, Dr. Farnham.

All the evenings he can

get away from the clinic.

How long have you been engaged?

Four years.

I swear, it's been a lovely drive, but I

think we should go home now.

Right you all, Joan.

- Have you packed yet? - Yes, sir.

- I'd like to pack. - Yes, sir.

And another thing. Let's get

started on a man-to-man basis.

No more of that sir stuff, huh?

Right, oh, Governor.

- Say, have you stored

your car yet? - Not yet.

I'll be getting to the

station if I put the old bus away.

Well, we could take a cab.

There ain't no profit in that.

Well, you get rid of that hack of yours.

I'll take care of tickets.

Yes, sir. I mean, Governor.

- Hello, Mr. Carter. - Hello, Ferdinand.

Flowers today, sir?

Yes.

Well, we have some roses, asters.

These two I can't pronounce.

Carnation.

- I'll take all of them. - Violet.

- All of them? - Yes, all of them.

- You're just going into business? - No,

I want some flowers.

A lot of flowers. I

want to impress a girl.

Oh, some impress.

Well, these are two and a half.

I'll give them for two bucks.

A dollar and a

quarter. That's the dollar.

These I'll show in.

That's the dollar, $0.75.

$0.80.

- Uh, $0.3750? - Delivered?

Delivered.

- If you take this in,

I'll take yours. Come on.

This is the place.

- What now? - You wait right here.

Boy, look, Georgie, I don't know when. I

see such nice, fresh flowers.

Yes, very pretty.

- How much are your

carnations? - $2 a dozen.

Well, that's outrageous. Did you ever

hear of such a thing, Georgie?

- What have you got that's within reason?

- Marigolds. Two bits a bunch.

I don't like marigolds.

They smell at the whole house.

So do roses. It's all a matter of money.

If you got $4 and want to smell at the

house, you buy roses.

If you got two bits, buy marigolds.

How much are your violets?

- 20 cents a bunch, three for a half. -

Well, that's more like it. Wrap them up.

- They're not for sale. - Didn't you just

say there were three

bunches for 50 cents?

That's right, but only

when they're for sale.

Georgie, this man is

trying to make a fool out of me.

- That's a wonderful

idea. - Yes, it certainly...

What did you say?

I've got very good idea. You're starting

in with a lovely meal.

You can't say that to the gang.

It certainly was nice of you

to drop by and say goodbye.

Well, I wanted to bring you

a few flowers before I leave.

- Hello, Ferdinand. - Hello, John.

Well, Mr. Carter bought them all.

Ferdinand, maybe you'd

better take them to the clinic.

Yeah, maybe I'd better.

That was an awfully

nice thing for you to do.

- Will you have lunch with me now? - I

don't have very long.

- We'll just go down

the street. - All right.

You know, there's so

much I have to say to you,

and so little time in which to say it,

that I hardly know where to begin.

- Will there be anything else? - No,

that's all. Thank you.

What's bothering you?

Starro said something

last night jokingly,

and I've been

thinking about it ever since.

What was that?

About you coming along with us.

- Oh, you can't be serious. - I am.

Of course, I realize that we have only

the most casual interest in each other.

So I'll put my

proposal on a business basis.

- Proposal? - Yes.

I'm asking you to marry me.

What?

But I'm not in love with you.

Oh, I know that.

When two people go into a business deal,

there has to be

something in it for each one.

But what you have to offer is

my chance to live a lifetime,

within a few months.

In return for those few months,

you'll be able to have

everything you ever wanted.

Does the name Sinclair

mean anything to you?

Sinclair.

- John Sinclair? - Yes.

I took the name of Carter

because I'm sick and tired

of the dishonesty surrounding Sinclair.

I want to be another

man for the time being.

Any man.

- Oh, I see. - Oh, you

don't have to decide now.

Think it over. Careful.

And remember,

my entire fortune

for a few months of your life...

[birds chirping]

- You're late. - Sorry. I

was held up at the last moment.

Did you get it?

Easy, dear.

What's all this mystery about Carter

being John Sinclair?

You certainly were

excited over the phone.

Now, suppose you tell

me what it's all about.

I will. I will in just a minute.

No, it's not right going through the

files and taking our cards.

Are you sure this report's correct?

I don't know why

you're so worried about it.

Answer my question.

Yes, I'm positive it's correct.

I made that report myself

and Dr. Rose agreed with it.

Look, darling, let's find a bench and

talk about ourselves, huh?

Come on.

Oh, it's good. Good to have a night off.

I haven't ever seen any

more except for the plenty.

It can last forever. Just a little while

longer, and I'll be able

to have my own practice.

Business will probably be so bad you'll

complain about my being

around the house too much.

Oh, Fred, I do love

you. You must believe me.

Oh, Fred.

It's so wrong living the

kind of life we have to live.

Struggling.

Never being able to have

the things people should have.

You've been very patient to stick it out.

But you won't be

sorry. Just wait and see.

Fred, I'm going to marry

John Sinclair tomorrow.

What did you say?

Oh, I know it sounds ridiculous, but it's

our chance to get

everything we've ever wished for.

You mean you've wished for?

It's just an

arrangement for a short time.

He knows he's going to die.

Oh, Fred, try to understand. It's for us.

It's not wrong. Tell me it's not wrong.

Tell you what?

You say you're in love with me, and yet

you could even think of

doing something like that?

I do love you.

Oh, that's great. Yeah.

You're so much in love with me that you

can't wait to marry somebody else.

Oh, don't lie, John. Why

don't you tell the truth?

You never even thought of me.

You're doing it because you're selfish,

because you're not satisfied to wait and

work hard like any

normal decent woman would do.

No. I don't think you're being dishonest.

I think you're rotten.

Why shouldn't I have my chance?

For four years now, I've waited for you.

Do you think it's been fun

being alone night after night,

being in love with someone

you never see? I'm human.

Oh, Fred, I do love you. I always will.

I've given you the chance

to get ahead, and you failed.

Now I'm going to do it my way.

I waited for you

because I believed in you.

But you're soft. You've been afraid.

You're always letting

other people push you down.

Oh, Fred, try to understand.

Yeah.

Thanks. Thanks for

everything, Mrs. Sinclair.

Fred. Fred!

John Sinclair converted this abandoned

lighthouse into a beach home.

Here he learned to relax.

The simple wholesome life and Jones' care

brought an astonishing change in him.

But as the months passed,

the strange bargain between Sinclair and

his wife took an ironic twist.

You're a real outdoor man now.

You can do a day's work with the vest

room. Thanks. This is the life.

Yeah, this is the life.

There's something bothering me, Sparrow.

I'd like your advice.

Right, Captain. I think I know what

you're going to say.

You're not the first bloke that's fallen

in love with his nurse, right?

Right. I am in love with John.

That's what comes from

getting your elf back.

Have you mentioned the

magic of the night yet?

Well, that's rather difficult.

See, our marriage is based entirely on a

business proposition.

What you're going to do?

Eat your ark out in silence?

Well, I don't know.

Trouble is, I've always had my own way

about everything except...

The most important thing, Governor,

I'd have talked to a long

ago if I was in your place.

Have it out with her tonight.

What shall I say?

First of all, I'd

apologize to her for being alive.

You were supposed to die

in six months, remember?

That was part of your marriage contract.

So don't you owe her an apology for

breaking your agreement?

I'd tell her it was her

fault for taking such good care.

Maybe you got something there.

Hello, John. How's the water?

Don't you think it's

dangerous swimming out so far?

I'm perfectly able to

take care of myself, John.

Why don't you change your

mind and come with us tomorrow?

You know I don't like boat trips.

Wait just a minute, now. Walk up to the house with me. No, thank you. It's chilly. I'm going back now. Captain, maybe my advice wasn't so good.

Why don't you wait a little

while before you talk to her?

I'll have to work this out my own way.

Oh, I hope she knows what you're doing.

Sparrow, I don't feel

like playing tonight.

That suits me fine.

You must be tired. Why don't

you get a good night's rest?

You know we've got a big

day ahead of us tomorrow.

I'll feel fresh as a donut.

Sparrow?

Oh, yes. Come, thank

you. I'm a bit tired.

Good night. Good night.

Don't want to say a

little walk down the beach.

I want to talk to you. We can talk here.

Oh, but you don't understand, John.

I understand only one thing, John.

I'm leaving you.

Leaving me? Why?

Ever since we've been here,

I've been completely alone,

except for Sparrow and you.

Nobody ever comes near this place.

You even do all your

business by telephone.

I thought you were happy here.

I hate it here. We never go anywhere.

We never see anybody. You

never invite anyone to visit us.

I can't stand it here any longer.

John, we made a bargain.

That's just it. I've kept my part of the

bargain. You haven't.

Oh, and...

It isn't being married

to you, John, that I mind.

It's...

It's this place.

Are you sure it isn't your

young doctor that you miss?

At first I thought that was the reason.

But... Oh, well, that's all over now.

I gave Fred up when I came here.

Oh, John, let's call off our bargain.

You don't need me

anymore. You're all right now.

Oh, but I do need you.

I've been so happy to see you.

I've been so busy getting well that I

didn't realize how

lonely you've been until now.

If we were to leave here, it'd make a

difference, wouldn't it, John?

Oh, maybe I... I don't know...

Well, we'll leave

here. We'll travel, John.

We'll visit all the places

you've ever wanted to go to.

We'll do all the things

that you've ever wanted to do.

I promise you, you'll

never be lonely again.

I'll be able to straighten out my affairs

in a few days, and I'll

make all the arrangements.

I love you, Jimmy.

You've got to stay with me.

(SIREN WAILING)

Sparrow! Hey, Sparrow!

Well, I'll be dark. How

are you? What a surprise.

Where'd you come from? How'd you get

here? How long are you gonna stay?

I'm so embarrassed,

Sparrow. I'm tired enough as it is.

I've been walking for miles.

No one could find

this place as beyond me.

Exclusive, that's what we use. Exclusive.

Wait till Joan sees

you. Will she be surprised?

You stay here. Just wait till Joan sees you.

Joan? Uh, Joan?

Yes, Sparrow. What is it?

Guess who's here.

Hello, Joan.

Fred!

Oh, Fred. Where'd you come from? How'd

you get here? How

long are you gonna stay?

You're as bad as Sparrow. Give me a

chance to catch my breath.

I'll give you just two minutes, and then

I'm gonna fire question after question at you.

Oh, Fred, it's so good to see you. I'll see you later, Doc.

Come on up.

Clever idea, turning a

lighthouse into a beach home.

An expensive idea.

Is it much further?

What's the matter? Can't you take it? This is good exercise. Yeah. Come on.

Oh, at last.

It's lovely, isn't it?

Yeah. Yes, it is.

Not me, silly. The view.

Oh, sure. That's all right, too.

This is our solarium.

On a clear day, you receive a month of the day. This is our solarium.

On a clear day, you

receive a month of the day.

You can see from miles up to sea.

Oh, Fred, it's so

wonderful to see you again.

Did you miss me? Of course I did.

You must have been lonely. A little.

Who's the chess player?

John. He's a master at it.

He's been teaching me to play.

How is he?

Much better than when you last saw him.

He's gone to the city for a few days.

Joan, when you play chess with him, don't

you get a feeling of being trapped?

What do you mean?

Oh, looking for a way

out, not finding any.

What makes you say that?

I don't know. It's just a feeling I have

that you're not really happy here.

Joan, you know it's still not too late.

I tried staying angry

with you, but I couldn't.

Why don't you admit you made a mistake?

Tell Sinclair you're coming back with me.

Maybe I'm still selfish, Fred.

But, Joan, I left the clinic.

I have my own practice now.

We can have all the

things we've always wanted.

Why didn't you tell me this before?

Because of pride, I guess, and I realized

I needed you more than anything else.

That's funny.

If you'd told me this and asked me just a

few days ago, I would have said yes.

And why not now?

Because John has fallen in love with me.

You see, he made the same mistake I did.

Now we're both in love with you.

I guess the plans we made together don't

mean anything more to you now.

Fred, of
course, the other side.

Fred, of course they do.

Just give me a little more time.

All right, John.

It's gonna be

interesting to see what happens.

But somehow or other, I'll

make you say things my way.

Hello, John. You up there?

Well, hello, Fred.

Well, this is a grand surprise.

What's, uh, what's

the matter with you two?

Fred, this is terrific.

It's grand to see you.

Oh, I forgot. I'm sore at you.

This is the first time you've shown up

since we've been here.

How do you think I look?

Wonderful, John.

You don't look so

well, Fred. Does he, dear?

Well, we'll have to fix that.

You're gonna stay right here with us

until we close this place

and move back to New York.

Isn't he, darling? You promised to make up your mind today.

I have.

Well?

I've been here now for six months.

Shut away from the world.

Away from life.

Now I'm gonna collect for

every minute of that time.

We'll still be able to

see a lot of each other.

It'll work. Just you wait and see.

Oh, nice. Well, I'm gonna go. I'm gonna go. Just you wait and see.

Oh, nice.

I'll just stick around, and every time

Sinclair goes out the front,

I'll sneak into the back door.

Stop it, Fred.

You must try to understand.

Nothing could ever possibly

come between us. You know that.

I do, Joan.

We only disagree on one little thing.

The only way I'll ever come

in is through the front door.

Remember that.

Couldn't you wait just

a little while longer?

No.

You see, I've changed.

You once said I was soft.

I let people push me

around, and you were right.

But not anymore.

I tried to get you out of my mind.

I know it's wrong to keep on loving you,

but I can't help it.

There's nothing I can do about it.

But you're not going to ruin my life.

You've had your chance.

Now I'm gonna do things my way.

I'm afraid we're not

being very good hosts.

Joan has a bad headache, and I'm tired.

Please don't apologize.

After all, I barged in on you.

Here's one of Sparrow's

mystery books. How about that?

Some people find them relaxing.

Thanks.

I'll be ready for bed

myself in an hour or so.

You know, most people like those, but

personally, I can't

get interested in them.

You always know the

murderer's gonna get caught.

Oh, of course.

Murder's one thing

nobody can get away with.

Oh, I don't know about that.

In real life, there are

some unsolved murders.

All it takes is the intelligence to work

out a plan, and then the

nerve to carry it through.

You think so?

Oh, certainly. It's like a game of chess.

Come over here.

I'm supposing I had some good reason for

wanting you out of the way.

Here's how I'd go about murdering you.

Oh, don't look

alarmed. Look at the board.

Now, move number one, witnesses.

I'd establish my alibi.

Ah.

Simple.

I let it be known that you'd

been walking in your sleep.

I'd tell Sparrow.

If you'd get around the village,

I'd say that I'd caught you halfway out

of one of these solarium windows.

Why not the bedroom window?

True and narrow. A man

couldn't get through it.

Then I'd tell Sparrow...

I'd throw your body through this window.

At 4 a.m., the tide would

carry your body out at sea.

And as far as the police were concerned,

an unfortunate sleepwalker

had met an accidental death.

In chess, that's known as checkmate.

You missed your calling. You

could make a master criminal.

Well, it's pretty good

murder if I do say so myself.

Pretty good. It's clever.

Oh, but there's something wrong with it.

There's one thing missing.

What's that?

I have no motive,

whatever, for murdering you.

(chuckles)

You going downstairs?

Oh, don't forget your book.

No, no. I, uh... I think I'll sit up here

for a while and read.

What did he mean by that game of chess?

Is he planning to kill you or

only trying to frighten you?

Better leave here before it's too late.

You've lost Joan, haven't you?

Or is there something

you can do about it?

- Evening, Fred. - Hello,

Sparrow. Where are you off to?

I've got a new bit of surf fishing.

Nice night for it. Do

you want to come along?

No, thanks.

Oh, Sparrow, uh, will you do me a favor?

Anything you say.

Thanks.

Well, when you get down

to the village tomorrow,

will you, uh, stop in the marine hardware

store and, uh, buy some locks?

Tomorrow is Sunday, Doc.

Sunday?

Oh, yes, I've forgotten.

Well, you can get them

first thing on Monday.

All right. What kind do you want?

Let's see, um, just locks for windows.

How many do you need?

Mmm, there's ten

windows, so I need ten locks.

What do you need all those for?

Nobody can get in

through a lighthouse window.

It's a steep drop.

I'm not worried about anybody getting in.

I'm worried about somebody falling out.

Falling out? What do you mean?

I don't want to alarm

you or Joan, Sparrow,

but last night I caught

John walking in his sleep.

Walking in his sleep?

Yeah, I heard someone moving around, so I

got up to investigate.

The noise seemed to

come from the solarium.

When I reached there, I saw him climbing

out through one of the windows.

I pulled him back just in time, or he

would have fallen and killed himself.

Over-exercise, that's what it is.

He's been taking things too strenuous.

I'll get the locks as

quickly as possible.

Well, Sparrow, don't

mention this to Joan.

She doesn't know anything about it, and

there's no need to worry her.

Mum's the word.

And whatever you do, don't

say anything to John, either.

He doesn't realize what danger he was in.

He didn't wake up till it was all over.

No, I won't tell him. Funny I never knew.

Good night, Doc.

Good night, Sparrow.

Good morning.

How you doing?

Will you please fill this

prescription for a sedative?

It's for Mr. Sinclair.

He's not sleeping well.

You want it in tablets?

No, I'd like to have it in

powder form if you have it.

Mr. Sinclair can't swallow pills.

Here you are.

Better tell him to be careful not to take

an overdose. This is powerful stuff.

I know. I'm a doctor.

Everything's working perfectly, isn't it?

Wasn't it thoughtful of Sinclair to tell

you exactly how to murder him?

You know John will sleep

soundly when he drinks this.

Coffee, John?

Black, please.

Thanks.

Sorry here to change your

plans about leaving tomorrow.

Yes, I would have preferred staying until

you closed the house and

gone back with you and John.

Well, maybe you won't go.

Maybe you'll feel

differently about it tomorrow.

Couldn't you possibly

stay a little longer, friend?

No. My work's piling

up. I've got to get back.

It's been wonderful.

You're being with us.

Yes. Yes, it has.

Well, I think I'll take my coffee into

the solarium. I'd like a

farewell look at the view.

Coming, John?

I'll be with you in a minute.

One grand fellow, Fred.

You're going to miss

him, aren't you, darling?

Coffee cold?

Well, here, take mine. Mine's warmer.

I guess I'll turn in now, dear.

I'm really exhausted.

I'll have my coffee before I go to bed.

Good night.

Good night, darling. Good night, darling. Good night, darling. Good night.

Good night, darling.

Where are you?

I know you're in the

room. I know you're in here.

Where are you?

I know you're here.

I know you're in here.

Please. Please.

Who is it, my dear?

Sinclair. Sinclair, don't. Don't.

[music]

You told Fred every step in your scheme,

and he helped you carry it out.

Who would suspect that a murdered man

would collaborate in

his murderer's alibi?

Hurry, John, hurry.

The coroner may be able to determine that

Fred was dead before

his body struck the rocks.

[music]

No, the windows won't open.

This calls for a quick

change of plans, doesn't it?

Carry the body downstairs

quickly and lay it on the rocks.

Then you'll have time to come up later

and open one of the windows.

It's riskier than your first plan.

But when you tell the police about

walking in your sleep

and finding that Fred had fallen out

while trying to save you,

maybe they won't

examine the body too closely.

[music] [music]

Ah!

Sparrow.

What are you doing

here this time of night?

I often go walking in the

early morning. You know that.

Something terrible

has happened. Fred has--

The doctor?

Yes. I must have been

walking in my sleep.

I woke up halfway out of

one of the solarium windows.

Fred must have fallen

out trying to pull me back.

I saw him hit the rocks. It was horrible.

You say he fell out of one of

the windows in the solarium?

Yes.

It's impossible.

Possible? What do you mean?

I couldn't buy locks on Sunday, John,

so I nailed all the

solarium windows shut today.

All right, Sparrow.

It didn't happen just the way I said it.

But it was an accident.

Fred tried to kill me tonight so that

John would be free to marry him.

I can prove it.

How?

I suspected him and I rigged up a dummy

and I put it in the bed.

I can show you where he

tried to kill me in my sleep.

Show me, John. And if it's

the truth, I'll stand by you.

I'll show you.

There's been a terrible accident.

Fred fell from the

window in the solarium.

That's a lie. You didn't fall.

I saw you carry his body down the stairs.

You murdered him.

But you don't understand.

Fred tried to kill me.

No, he didn't.

You murdered him

because you knew I loved him.

John, let me explain.

He won't do you any good.

I've called the police.

It's too light now, John.

I guess you'll have to face it.

Sparrow did what he could for his friend,

but the jury didn't

believe John Sinclair's story

and he paid the extreme penalty for the

murder of Fred Graham.

John inherited the Sinclair millions

and went away to the life of

luxury she had always craved.

But constantly

haunting her was the tragedy

that cost the lives of the man she loved

and the man she married.

She traveled from city to

city seeking forgetfulness,

but there was no escape from the past.

She came back, at last, to

live out a life of torment

in the solitude and

desolation of the lighthouse.

I know.

Because I am the Whistler.