All language subtitles for The Alfred Hitchcock Hour S02E14 Beyond the Sea of Death 1080p

- Good evening.

Welcome to another
session of group therapy.

Television has done much for
psychiatry

by spreading information about
it,

as well as contributing
to the need for it.

This is a prop from one of
the new psychiatry shows.

It is for psychiatrists whose
patients

are well enough to sit up.

By and large, most psychiatrists

prefer the conventional couch.

They say this is fine,

except that they don't find

as much change left in the
cushions.

Actually, this is called a
loveseat,

and in my opinion,

whoever named it that was a very
sick man.

This evening's drama is called
Beyond the Sea of Death.

It is about Grace Renford,
a distant admirer,

and a message from
beyond the sea of death.

- Grace, Grace!

- I'm all right, Minnie.

- I'll come up with you.

It might help to talk

- Talk, no, Minnie.

No, there's nothing more to say.

Nothing more to say.

Nothing more to write.

Such a short time a year, one
brief year.

No, 11 months, less than a year.

It was less than a year ago.

- One moment, please.

Yes, sir.

- Reservation for Keith
Holloway.

- Oh, yes, Mr. Holloway.

No, sir, your party didn't
answer.

I'll try it again for you
in 20 minutes, thank you.

We put you in room 212.

- Thank you.

- Bolivia, you're a long
way from home, Mr. Holloway.

- Any calls for me?

- Yes, sir, you had one
about 30 minutes ago.

The lady didn't leave a message.

Hotel Croydon.

Oh, yes.

Mr. Holloway, it's for you, sir.

Would you take it on
that phone over there.

- Oh, thank you.

Here, would you take that
bag up to my room, please?

Hello, Grace.

- I called you earlier,
but you hadn't arrived.

Um, I was beginning to worry.

- Oh, I'm fine, but the
airplane was 40 minutes late.

- Well, you must be exhausted.

I, I was going to ask you to
have dinner

at my place tonight, but--

- Well, go ahead and ask
me.

- Well, I'll give you the
address.

- Uh huh.

Yes, I've got it, seven o'clock.

Just try to keep me away.

You know, your voice sounds
exactly as I thought it would.

- I'll see you at seven,
goodbye.

- A guest for dinner.

- Minnie, there's something
I have to tell you.

Something I want to show you.

- Who's coming, what shall
I tell Cook to order?

- Minnie, he's not coming here.

There's a young man who's come
to San Francisco to meet me.

Not Grace Renford, Bull
Renford's
daughter, Minnie, just me.

- Yes, Miss?

- Charles, will you please call
a taxi.

- Don't you want to
take the car?

- And tell Cook I won't
be home for dinner.

No, Minnie, we are not
going to take the car.

I want us to take a taxi.

- I wish you'd tell me
what this mystery's about.

Where are we and why are we
here?

- How do you like my apartment,
Minnie?

This is where Grace Renford
lives.

She does all her cooking
in this kitchen over here,

eats her breakfast and her
supper there.

The bed pulls out of the wall.

- I still don't understand.

You say this is your apartment?

- And she does secretarial work.

Doesn't earn too much,
maybe about $80 a week.

And over here,

you can see her clothes
are nice, but inexpensive.

- Well, what you need is an
inexpensive straight jacket.

What're you talking about?

- Well, would you say that this
apartment looks about right

for a girl in my situation?

- In your situation I'd
put padding on the walls.

- Minnie, this is where
he is coming to dinner.

- Who?

Who is he?

- I suppose you'd call him a pen
pal.

- I think I better sit down.

- Minnie, he's a mining
engineer.

He lives in South America,
Bolivia.

Five months ago he put
an ad in a magazine.

- What sort of magazine?

- The World Beyond, the personal
column.

- That spooky spirit magazine
you read?

- Minnie, it's not a spirit
magazine.

It deals with things
like Oriental philosophy.

- And you answered it?

- Well, yes, but he was lonely,
Minnie.

He just wanted somebody to
correspond with back home.

He's an American from Boston
originally.

- Oh, darling.

- Well, he doesn't know who I
am.

Grace Renford, Post Office
Box 38305, San Francisco.

Three weeks ago he wrote

that he was coming home for a
vacation,

and he, he wanted to come
to San Francisco to see me.

Well, he just flew in today,
and--

- You invited him for dinner.

- Yes, tonight.

- A man you've never even seen.

- Minnie, I know him.

I know all about him through his
letters.

I didn't tell you about it,

because I was afraid you might
think I was being foolish.

- And you're so right.

- Oh, Minnie.

- Well, you thought I'd be
happy that you're having a nice,

cozy supper party with a
man you don't even know?

- You weren't even listening.

- I am listening.

You said he writes a beautiful
letter.

He probably got A's in
penmanship.

Let me tell you a lot of
bums write pretty things

and make pretty speeches like.

- Vincent, is that who you mean?

- You wouldn't believe
the truth about him.

- The truth, the truth,
it's your favorite word.

- Do you know of a better word?

All he wanted was your
money, nothing more.

Only you wouldn't listen.

- All men are rotten, aren't
they, Minnie?

As soon as they're interested
in me, they're no good.

- As soon as they're
interested in your money,

like Vincent, like Fred
Mitchell, like Carl.

Oh, Grace, I want you to be
happy.

Before your father died he asked
me

to stay on here and look after
you.

I feel responsible.

I don't want you hurt.

- I won't be hurt, Minnie.

This time I've made sure.

- Sure of what?

- Minnie, Keith Holloway is
not interested in my money.

He doesn't know I'm
Bull Renford's daughter.

He is coming to visit a girl

who writes on dime store
stationary

and lives in a dime store world,

has nothing to offer
him, except friendship.

- What did you tell him about
your family in your letters?

- That my mother died when I was
a baby,

and my father when I was in
college.

- When am I going to
be allowed to meet him?

- Soon, but not tonight.

Minnie, it's getting late,

and I wanna cook dinner myself
tonight.

Listen, could you take this?

And before you go,

could you tell me how long
it takes to broil a steak?

- Hello, Grace.

- Mr. Holloway, Keith.

- I ah, I know I'm five minutes
early,

but ah, I just couldn't wait.

- Let me.

- Thank you.

- Did you have any trouble
finding the apartment?

- No, no trouble at all.

I just took a taxi.

- I thought it might be
nice to have dinner here

instead of a restaurant.

It's a lot easier to talk.

I splurged and bought us steaks.

Would you like something to
drink?

- Thanks, I'd like something.

Here, let me.

Salute.

- Salute.

- You know, I ah, I
have a wonderful feeling

that I've been here before.

I remember you told me you
enjoyed reading poetry.

Elizabeth Browning,
Swinburne, Christina Rossetti.

I own this too.

Some of these are my favorites.

There are sleeping
dreams and waking dreams.

What seems is not always as it
seems.

That's the way I feel right now.

As if I'm in some waking dream.

- I better see to the steaks.

- Of course I did a lot of
traveling in my job at first.

It's taken me from Juno,
Alaska, to New Delhi, India.

I've been in Bolivia for three
years now,

and it looks as though I
might stay there forever.

It's ah, it's not all mountains,
you know?

As a matter of fact, I have an
idea about,

I ah, I hope I'm not boring you.

- No, no, no, I'm really very
interested.

- Well, ah, what really
fascinates
me is the ah, timber land

to the east of the mountains.

It's ah, un,

it's undeveloped, of course,
but.

- I'm sorry, this, this steak is
tough.

I should've warned you.

I'm, I'm not a very good cook.

- It has a very good flavor.

- I'll get the coffee.

I forgot to put in the coffee.

I'm terribly sorry.

I wanted everything to be--

- You're such a
little idiot.

Do you really think I care about
the meal?

What's important is being here
with you.

- It's still hard for me to
believe that you are here.

It's just the way I--

- Just the way you pictured it?

- Well, I didn't picture
burning the steak.

- You know what I feel, Grace?

I feel as if we've actually met
before.

That we're not really strangers.

- We're not, all those letters.

- Oh, it's something
more than the letters.

Can't you feel that?

- Yes.

- Ah, when I was in New Delhi

I met some wonderful Indian
teachers.

That's when I first became
interested in spiritualism.

Oh, I don't mean spooks,
and haunted houses,

and things like that.

I guess I'm too much of a hard
head to go along with that.

But there were times up in
those Bolivian mountains.

I, I know this sounds
ridiculous,

I, it may have just been the
altitude,

but I, I felt as if, as
if I'd been transported.

As if I were someplace else.

Maybe I was here, Grace, with
you.

You know these lines.

Beyond the sea of death love
lies forever, yesterday, today.

- The sea of death sounds so
cold.

- Okay, let's talk about
something warm then.

Food, for instance.

- No.

- Now that steak's not
available,

would you settle for scrambled
eggs?

It just so happens I make the
best

scrambled eggs in South America.

- It's a deal.

- Hey!

- Come on!

- Hey, hey, hey!

- That's it.

- Oh no!

- Hey, hey!

- Then when they put the ball
into play,

it looks as if everybody's
running in 22 directions at
once.

Only it really isn't that
haphazard,

because they're using
some sort of strategy.

You know, Keith actually says
that they make up blueprints

for the football players to
follow.

- You learned a lot from
one game, didn't you?

- Oh, Minnie, I never knew there
were

so many things to enjoy.

Guess what we're doing tomorrow?

- Don't tell me.

You're gonna play
quarterback for Notre Dame.

- We are going to the zoo.

I haven't been to the
zoo since father took me

when I was eight or nine.

Remember how much he liked
animals?

- Yes, God bless him.

I hope there are dogs
and horses in heaven.

He was a great judge of
dogs and horses and people.

- Father would've like Keith.

- You decided that pretty fast.

- I know it's true.

Father would've like and
understood Keith.

He's kind and considerate.

- That's what you thought
about Vincent, wasn't it?

- All Vincent wanted was my
money.

With Keith it's different.

- I know, he thinks you're
a poor, little working girl.

You're gonna have to spring

that big, fat surprise pretty
soon

if you're in love with him.

- I haven't said I am in love.

- Grace, I'm not telling you
what to do.

I'm just asking you not to rush
things.

Wait until you know this
man a little better.

- Minnie, Minnie, you'll like
him.

I know you will.

He's everything you'd want for
me.

An honest man making his own
way just like Father did.

If he's in love with me, it's
for what I am, nothing more.

I used up the whole 10 cents
worth,

and you didn't get a peek.

- Well, I wasn't waiting for a
peek.

I was waiting for an answer.

Grace ah, I know a rented
coupe on a foggy afternoon

isn't a very romantic
place to propose to a girl,

but a few minutes ago I
did ask you to marry me.

- I know.

- Well?

What is it?

You ah, you don't love me?

- Oh, Keith, I do.

You know I do.

- Then what is it?

- I lied to you.

- Lied, about what?

- Did you ever hear of Bull
Renford?

- Yes, yeah, he used to be
big in politics around here.

He's made fortune in shipping,
wasn't it?

Are you related to that old
pirate.

Is that the Renford?

- I'm his daughter.

- Well, that's what you
were afraid to tell me, huh?

- Mm hmm.

- Why?

- I wanted to be sure.

- That I wasn't a fortune
hunter?

- Yes.

- So, I'd have a rich wife.

- Yes, you understand why I
had to pretend that I was poor?

- Of course I do.

Just self-preservation.

You had to be sure I wouldn't
dip

my long fingers into your bank
account.

- Because--

- Because other
men have or tried to.

Isn't that the reason?

- I married one.

- Oh?

- I, I was um, 19 when my father
died,

and I was very much alone,

and I married a man who worked
for him.

His name was Vincent Mason.

He was my father's chauffeur.

Did you hear what I said?

- Yeah, yeah, you ah,
married a guy name Vincent.

- Minnie thinks that every man

that looks at me twice
is a fortune hunter.

She thinks she has a way of
making me

see the truth about people.

- Did you see the truth about
Vincent?

- Not until after we
were married.

- What happened?

- The thing that always
happens with divorce.

- How much did it cost
you?

- $100,000.

- Expensive.

- Stupidity always is except
that it taught me a lesson.

- To be careful.

- Yes.

- So, you tested me.

Did I pass?

- With flying colors.

- Well, I don't know what
I'm gonna do with this now.

- What is that?

- It's a, it's a ring.

It isn't worth much though.

- Put it on my finger.

- A little ring like that?

- No, it would mean more to me,
please.

- Really, you're not going to
ask Grace to live in Bolivia.

- An engineers wife has to live

wherever her husband's work
takes her.

- But nobody lives in Bolivia,
except some Bolivians maybe.

- Well, we're gonna
live there.

In Potosi, one of the
highest cities in the world.

- Keith says it's simply
beautiful.

- Well, that's all right for the
Aztecs,

or whatever they are.

- Minnie, it's city of 50,000
people.

It has a railroad, an airport,

and I'll have an American
friend from the start.

Tomas Gonzalez's wife is an
American.

- Well, who is Thomas Gonzalez?

- He's my best friend.

I spend all my weekends at their
home.

That's where I get my mail.

As a matter of fact,

Thomas and I are thinking of
going into business together.

We think there's a great future
in lumber.

- Lumber business?

That'll take a lot of money
to get started, won't it?

- Yes, it will, and I have no
capital.

- Minnie's wondering how
much of my money you'll need.

- Well, I thought you'd have
told her.

- I wanted you to.

- Well, Miss Briggs, I
don't blame you a bit,

but Grace and I went over this.

Her money is hers.

I haven't got the right to
tell her not to spend it.

Every last dime if she
wants, but not on me.

Nobody buys me a job.

I've never made a cent that
I didn't work for and earn.

I'm gonna go someplace in
this life, Miss Briggs,

but I'll go on my own.

- Will you expect Grace
to keep house down there?

Do all the cooking?

- That's up to her.

- I want to, Minnie.

- You better remember to tell
her to boil all the water.

- You'll fly down for the
wedding?

And who knows, maybe you'll
like it so much you'll stay.

- Bolivia, don't be silly.

I'll stay here and retire.

Maybe I'll get a handsome
husband for myself, who knows.

- I'm gonna miss you so
much.

- Well, just pretend that I'm
off at work,

and I'll soon be home for
supper,

and the next time don't forget

to put coffee in the peculator.

- Oh, Keith, I love you.

I love you so much.

- Remember the feeling I tried
to describe

that first night in your
apartment?

Even before then I felt somehow
sure.

I had a feeling of belonging
with you.

- I felt it too.

Only I was frightened of you.

- Well, you'll never be
frightened again, will you?

- Of course I will, I'm silly.

I'm even scared that
your plane will crash.

When I see you take off tonight,
I'll--

- No, I, I, I don't want you

to go to the airport with me,
Grace.

I hate the idea of saying
goodbyes

with crowds milling around.

We'll say our goodbyes here,

and then I'll take you home.

- I can't bear you're going.

I can't bear being separated
from you.

- We can't be separated, Grace.

Nothing can do that, not even...

- Not even what?

- I was just thinking of
that Christina Rossetti poem.

The one that gave you the
shivers.

- Beyond the sea of
death love lies forever.

Keith, if anything were to
happen to you,

I couldn't go on living.

- Nothing's ever going to
happen to either of us.

We've got a date with a
mountian in Bolivia you and I.

Had wonderful flying weather all
the way,

and now I'm at the Gonzalez
house,

and I've told Tomas
and Mary our good news.

Mary's going to start tomorrow

trying to find a housekeeper for
us,

and I'm gonna look for the
house.

- So, after a week of shopping,

I think I found a dress
to be married in at last.

It's not really a
wedding dress, of course,

but I thought it would
useful to wear later on

for small dinner parties.

Incidentally, I've learned the
proper way to broil a steak.

So I must go back to
the mine again tomorrow,

but Tomas has heard of a house,

and I'm hoping to see it this
weekend.

I shall take it if it seems all
right,

and cable you to come as
fast as you can make it.

All my love forever.

- Cablegram for Renford.

- Yes.

- Come in.

- A cablegram for you, Miss
Grace.

- It's from Keith.

He's taken the house.

I knew it would be this weekend.

I knew it.

I couldn't wait any longer.

It's from Tomas Gonzalez.

- Grace, what is it?

There's been an accident.

An explosion at the mine.

My heart breaks to tell you

that our dear friend, Keith,
is dead, letter follows.

one hesitates to use on
television.

I refer once again to
that nasty word, reality.

It is here again.

This time in the form of a
station break.

After which we shall return once
again

to our world of make believe.

- She hasn't touched it again?

Grace!

I brought the mail.

- Thanks, Minnie.

- It's a gorgeous day.

How about you and me taking a
little walk.

- I'd rather not.

If you want to go somewhere,
don't worry about me.

I don't mind being alone.

- Well, I'll stay with you.

I had an aunt who shut herself
up in her house for 10 years.

First whiff of fresh air,

she got so drunk she hit a
policeman.

- Minnie.

Read it.

- Just an advertisement.

You get hundreds of them.

- No, read it.

- Beyond the sea of
death is love immortal.

A lecture by Dr. R.D. Shankara,

Wednesday, 12 noon in the Hotel
Everest.

- Beyond the sea of death.

That's what Keith said.

It, it's from a poem.

Keith quoted it to me.

In fact we spoke about it the
day he left.

Beyond the sea of death love
lies forever.

Minnie, what day is today?

- Thursday.

- The lecture was yesterday.

Hello, ah, could you tell me
that lecture by Dr. Shankara,

is there going to be another
one?

- No, madam, it was just for
yesterday.

- Well, it's very
important that I reach him.

Did he leave an address?

- Why, Dr. Shankara's still in
the hotel,

room ah, room 311.

He has gone out for the day,

but I expect him back
at eight this evening.

- Fine, I'll call him then,
thank you.

- I don't understand.

Suppose this doctor
does know the same poem.

It's just a coincidence.

- No, it's no coincidence,
Minnie, no.

Keith is trying to reach me.

- Where there is dance, there is
light.

The grave, too wide, too deep,
the grave.

Touch me, give me your hands.

I reach beyond the boundary.

Do not deny me.

- Doctor, Dr. Shankara?

- Ah, Miss Renford.

(gasps) Oh, that was unusually
exhausting.

Oh, I would like some
coffee now, now would you?

- Coffee?

- It's only ah, it's only
instant coffee, of course.

You see, we're not supposed
to cook in this hotel.

I carry about a little
electric stove with me.

A wonderful
convenience.

Good, now, Miss Renford, you
must tell me what happened.

- Don't you know?

- I assure you, no.

Oh, I beg your pardon.

I have no cream.

Would you like to take it black?

- I don't care for any, so thank
you.

- Ah, very good.

Now, Miss Renford.

Now, you can't ask a radio

about the programs it has
broadcast, now can you?

I am only a receiving station
for the voices of those

who have traveled to the other
side.

So, you see, I must rely on you
to tell me

whether I succeeded or failed
in contacting your fiance.

- Well, I don't know.

You, you spoke of a grave.

You were disturbed.

- Oh, not I, my dear, no.

- He was.

- That's right.

- Well, he said it was wide and
deep.

Could he have meant?

- What is it?

- My fiance was killed in an
explosion

in a mine under tons of dirt.

Oh, Keith.

Keith, it was you.

It isn't like that at all,
Minnie.

He is a doctor from the Bahari
Medical College in Bombay.

- If he's a doctor, he
should be giving out pills.

Not talking to dead people.

Imagine Dr. Levinson going into
a trance.

- Dr. Shankara does not
treat the body, Minnie.

He deals with the soul.

- All right, the next time
my soul has indigestion,

I'll be sure and call him.

Grace, you're only fooling
yourself

if you think this man
can bring Keith back.

- He already has brought him
back.

- You don't really believe that?

- I have spoken to him, Minnie.

I don't ask you to believe me.

I know you never shared
my faith in the hereafter.

- I believe in the hereafter.

What I'm concerned with
is the here and now.

How much money are you paying
this doctor.

- Nothing, Dr. Shankara doesn't
accept fees for his work.

He's taken a vow of poverty.

You don't have to believe it,
Minnie.

As long as I can have a
moment or two with Keith

to know that his love
for me goes on even now,

I shall be happy.

But what will I do, Keith,

when you, when Dr. Shankara
leaves here?

I'll be all alone.

I won't know how to reach you.

- Never, never alone.

- But I feel your presence
beside me.

I can't bear to be parted from
you again.

- I will be at your side always.

Once you have turned away
from the material world.

- Turned away, what do you mean?

- Turn to things of the
spirit, help others.

- Keith, I'll do anything you
say

as long as I don't lose you.

- You can come closer to me, my
darling.

Closer.

Closer.

- How, Keith?

Closer to you how, how?

He wants me to come closer to
him.

How, how, tell me?

- Why are you so late, dear?

Come along, I told Cook
we'd wait with lunch.

- I'm sorry, I should've
telephoned.

Minnie, Minnie, the most
wonderful thing has happened.

I'm to be allowed to help.

- Help?

- In Shankara's work.

Minnie, there's going to be a
shrine.

A temple where the doctor can
teach,

and I'm to be allowed to help in
his work.

Others have offered,
but he's had to refuse.

- Refuse what, money?

- Yes.

- I knew it.

- Minnie, he didn't ask, I
offered.

- How much?

- Everything, everything I own.

- Grace, it's your father's
money.

He spent his life working for
it.

- I think Father would want me
to do this.

- Oh, Grace.

- Minnie, a few weeks ago
I was ready to kill myself,

and Shankara saved me from that.

He gave me faith, Minnie,
and brought Keith back to me,

and now Keith has told me
through Shankara

that I should help
others, and I can, Minnie,

and through helping others,
I can be closer to Keith.

Closer and closer forever.

- You promised him all your
money?

- Yes, well, he's asked me
to consider it carefully,

but I told him there was no need
for that.

I'd already decided.

I am going to provide
the money for the shrine.

- Have you any idea what it
means to be without money?

- Minnie, I'll manage.

Keith will tell me how.

- Grace, this is all so wrong.

You're in love with a ghost.

- Keith is real to me.

More real than this world or
anyone in it.

- All right, let's not talk
about it anymore just now.

My dear, forgive me.

I wonder if you could help me?

I'm so uncertain.

- Well, I, I don't know.

- I didn't mean to pry, but I,

I saw you in the corridor
with Dr. Shankara.

Does he really help?

- Oh, yes, yes, he's just
wonderful.

- You see, I have an appointment
with him,

and I didn't know whether
to keep it or not.

- Well, I think you should.

- I hate to disturb you,
but if you have a moment,

would you have a cup of
coffee with me downstairs?

I'm so alone now.

Maybe you could advise me.

- Dr. Shankara says there's no
death.

There's only change.

They pass over and then
if they really love you,

they try to send messages back
to you.

- Really, they do, really?

- My Herbert does.

- How long had you been married?

- We weren't married.

He was my fiance,

and sometimes I wish, I wish
we hadn't decided to wait.

If only I'd gone with him.

Now, that's wrong.

- Had you known him long?

- No, but it seemed as if
I'd known him all my life.

You see, my father and mother

were killed in a car
accident 16 years ago.

They left me well taken care of,

but my father made a lot
of money before he died,

but I was lonely.

- How did you meet him?

- You'll think
it's silly, I know,

but he put a notice in a
magazine,

and I just happened to read
it and started writing to him.

I guess we fell in love

before we ever really saw one
another.

- You were separated?

He was going to send for you?

- Yes, he came home on
leave and we became engaged.

Then he went back to
South America to Bolivia.

He was going to find a home
for us, and then send for me.

We were to be married there.

He worked in a chemical plant.

- What happened?

- There was an explosion.

He was killed instantly.

- I wonder if you happen to
have a photograph of Herbert.

- Oh yes, I, I always carry it.

He was very handsome, don't you
think?

- Yes, yes, he was.

There's no question about it.

Herbert and Keith are one in the
same.

- I don't believe you.

- Oh, I know it's hard,
dear, but you must face it.

- It's not true, Minnie, none of
it.

You never liked Keith.

You didn't want him to marry me.

- I did like him.

I believed in him too.

Just as you believed in him.

Just as Lucy Barrington did.

- She lied.

- She wasn't the only one.

There were others.

He used almost the same story.

He scarcely bothered to change
it.

Bolivia, vacation, marriage
plans.

All that nonsense about being
his own man,

wanting to do it on his own,

not wanting to take any of your
money.

Of course he didn't want it.

He wanted his friend,
Shankara, to get ahold of it.

- I don't think I shall
listen to you anymore.

- You must listen to me.

I've got to make you understand.

They put that advertisement
in a spirit world magazine

to hook people just like you.

Then they checked to see
if you had any money.

That little apartment of
yours didn't fool them, Grace.

They knew your bank balance

down to the last interest
payment.

- Keith is dead.

He loved me and he is dead.

- I've been to the police.

They know the whole story.

They've arrested Shankara.

They haven't found Keith yet,

but they're almost certain
he's still in the country,

so they will.

Just as they'll find
that friend in Bolivia.

The one who sent the cablegrams
and forwarded the letters.

They're confidence men, Grace.

There's someone waiting in the
study.

Police lieutenant named Farrell.

I didn't want to have him come
in

until I'd had a chance to talk
to you.

All right, Lieutenant, come in.

- Thank you.

Miss Renford?

- Yes.

- Could you please
identify this man for us?

His real name is Harold
Drummond.

He also uses the alias of Bill
Jefferson,

Al Collins, Herbert
Adams, and a few others.

You can thank Miss Briggs
here for spotting him.

We'll put him where he
can't fool other people

the way he fooled you.

- Grace!

Grace!

Grace, may I come in?

I couldn't let you go on
believing in that man.

I had...

Give me that.

Grace, dear, listen.

Maybe now you think you'll
never get over this,

but you will.

One day I hope you'll
find a man who loves you,

but Keith doesn't.

He never did.

He isn't worth.

Oh, you're...

- You shouldn't have done it,
Minnie.

You should've let things
stay the way they were.

I could've had Keith forever,
his love,

but you spoiled it.

You took him away from me.

I loved him, Minnie, and
you took him away from me.

Why'd you take him away from me,
why?

eventually paid for her crime,

but the sympathetic jury
recognized

that there were mitigating
circumstances.

This will be used in the titles

of a new medical show we are
planning.

That is not ink, by the way, it
is blood.

We plan to call the
show, The Bleeding Point.

Next week we shall return
with another story,

and if you wish to see
scenes from that production,

please keep your eyes glued
to this spot, goodnight.