All language subtitles for (1969)DaddysGoneA-Hunting[ING]

* bye, goodbye,
to the doll in the carriage *

* bye, goodbye,
to the single bed *

* take the toys,
the blind man's bluff *

* the baby's games
are not enough *

* bye, goodbye,
to the raggedy Andy *

* bye, goodbye,
to the gingerbread *

* take the magic carpet ride

* the witch's broom
is laid aside *

* bye to baby bunting

* daddy's gone a-hunting *

* pray for me, daddy

* pray for me, mama

* pray for me

* but don't try to stop me *

* from going

* from growing

* bye, goodbye,
I am leaving behind me *

* all the toys
and the single bed *

* fairy tales are ended now

* baby fell
and broke the bough *

* the witch's broom
can only fly *

* so high

* pray for me, daddy and mama

* goodbye

* bye to baby bunting

* daddy's gone a-hunting *

* pray for me, daddy

* pray for me, mama

* pray for me

* but don't try to stop me *

* from going

* from growing

* bye, goodbye,
I am leaving behind me *

* all the toys
and the single bed *

* fairy tales are ended now

* baby fell
and broke the bough *

* the witch's broom
can only fly *

* so high

* pray for me, daddy and mama

* goodbye

Ahh!

Sorry.
I couldn't resist it.

Well, I never dreamt
I'd hit you.

I'd never be able
to do it again.

You look so lost,
like a little lost kid.

Reminded me
of when I was a kid.

It was all
I could think of to do.

Do you think I'm nuts?

I probably am.

I'm Kenneth daly.
Welcome to San Francisco.

[Telephone ringing]

Hello?

Hello, hello.
It's Kenneth.

[Piano playing romantic music]

It's good, Cathy.
It's very good.

Good enough
to get me a job?

Oh, I'll fix that.
I've got contacts.

All the ad agencies

Are begging me
to take pictures for them,

But I'm not ready
to sell out yet.

I guess I am. You've
got to start somewhere.

Wrong, Cathy Palmer.

Start at the top.
Never settle.

Come on. I'll show you.

What?

Whatever the view,

There's always
a better one, right?

Follow the leader.

Are you crazy?
I can't stand heights.

Heights are meant
to be scaled, Cathy.

Come on.
Up the matterhorn.

You'll make it to the top,
the very top.

Oh, Kenneth,
for heaven's sake.

Heaven is right, Cathy.

It's all around us.
Believe me, it is.

Prediction...

The first step in Cathy's
climb will be there.

Mr. Johnson will see you
in just a moment.

[Telephone ringing]

Miss Palmer?

Yes.

I'm Mr. Johnson's
secretary.

Will you
follow me, please?

Please sit down.

[Telephone rings]

[Doorbell buzzing]

* bye, goodbye

* to the dreams
of my childhood *

* dreams I dreamed

* in the single bed

* bye to all that used to be

* come, my love

* and stay with me

* bye, goodbye

* to the face in the mirror

* asking why

* I must move ahead

* who's to say *

* it's right or wrong? *

* hold me close

* the night is long

[Meowing]

[Chirping]

[Meows]

You hungry, prissy?

Would you like
the little birdie-wirdie,

You predatory
little bitch?

[Meows]

Yes, I think you would.

Come on.

Come on, prissy.

That a girl.

Come on.

[Door opens]

Kenneth!

Shh, shh, shh.
Watch. Watch.

[Chirping]

Come on, prissy.

That a girl. Come on.

[Chirping]

[Meowing]

That a girl, prissy.

That's your lesson
for the day, puss-puss.

Life is not as simple
as it seems.

Why didn't you show up
for the job I got you?

You don't look well,
darling.

Skip how I look.

Why didn't you show up
for the job?

The job. It's a walk-on
in a phony TV commercial.

I'd starve first.

That's pretty tough to do
when I pay the bills.

That's very true, Cathy.
I'm sorry.

It might be better
if you took a kitchen knife

And did what you're trying
to do to me.

Less cowardly than words.

Ken, I didn't mean...

Yes, you meant.

Even if you didn't
realize it, you meant.

I do not earn a living,

Therefore I am
not a man, q.E.D.

I suppose that's why
we've been sleeping

On opposite sides
of the mattress lately.

You want to know

Why I didn't come
to the studio?

You already said.

I went up
to the haight-ashbury

And I took five rolls
of the best pictures ever.

I think I really got
something big.

I've heard that speech
at least 20 times.

It's stopped
ringing bells.

Oh, let go of me.

You used to say

That late afternoon
was the best time.

Get a job, Kenneth.

It's something.

And start growing up.
It's not too late.

If you believe in us

The slightest,
tiniest bit...

"Get a job, Kenneth."

What for?
To pay your phone bill?

Hell, no.

You imagine
as soon as I'm set up,

You can walk out of here
with a clear conscience.

If it wasn't for me,

You would still be
pounding the pavement,

Instead of drawing
sexy ketchup bottles.

I don't think
you're completely well.

I mean,
the way you reason.

Kenneth...

Would you consider
seeing a psychiatrist?

Would you pay for it?

Well, yes, of course.

No. I'd lend it to you.

So thoughtful.

So generous.

So ball-breaking.

[Meows]

Get out.

Get out
before I do something

I might regret.

Kenneth!

Go chase
your darling prissy!

Get out. Get out!

Oh!

Woman: Well, you've
got to give him

An "a" for style, anyway.

Throwing you
out of your own pad.

That certainly is style.

You hang your hat here
for a few days.

We'll figure out how to
give that bum the rush.

I'm going to have
a baby, Meg.

Oh, no.

It's for sure.
I had a test.

How, in this day and age,
did you manage that?

I just didn't think.

Does he know?

No. And I don't intend
telling him.

Well, you're luckier
than you should be, honey.

I know of a surprisingly
distinguished doctor.

Oh, I couldn't.

So what do you want?

I couldn't, Meg.

It's hardly worse
than a hangnail, cath.

This fellow
is no butcher...

As yours truly
can testify.

Let me fix it for Friday,

And you can be
back to work by Monday.

Look here, honey.

You don't have
some mad notion

That you could still
make it with that nut?

Oh, God, no. But it was
damn good for a while.

[Telephone ringing]

Miss Palmer's residence.

Hello, Kenneth.
I wanted to...

Of course,
I am merely the maid.

The young mistress is off
visiting her country castle.

Kenneth, please.

I want to see you
as soon as possible.

And anywhere you say.

Okay.

4:30 at the garden court.
Is that all right?

Fine.

I'm giving up
the flat, Kenneth.

I'll send somebody around
to collect my things.

I've decided to go home
for a while.

Well, well. Back home
across the briny sea?

Will this be
all right, sir?

It's fine. Thanks.

Champagne? I don't want
any champagne.

But it's traditional,
darling,

In honor
of our blessed event.

It's a lab report
on your test.

It came this morning
with the bill.

That's wonderful, Cathy.

Let's get married
in a church.

Ken, listen.

No, you listen.

I'm going to make
a terrific father, cath.

I know how important
a strong daddy is to a kid.

See, I never
had one myself.

Well, I'm going to
make up for that.

But I don't love you
anymore. It's over.

Over? Things are
just beginning.

Now I've got someone to
work for, to depend on me.

It makes
all the difference.

I've got this idea
for a photo spread

I can sell
to any magazine.

Your wine, sir.

Take that away.

Later, waiter.

Hey, that's almost a poem.
"Later, waiter."

What were you saying?

I'm going back to england.

Goodbye.

Just like that? Goodbye?

I'm going to
follow you, Cathy.

I swear I will.

All your neighbors
from harrow will love it

When Cathy comes back home
in the family way.

And what a relief
to your father and brothers

When I appear
to give the baby a name.

Don't be a fool.
Let go of me.

Imagine that.

The mother of my child
calls me a fool.

Oh!

Well, have a terrific
life, cath.

Write your folks
I'm coming.

Meg, I can't.

Oh, shut up.

Anybody home?

Hi, there.

Doctor.

Come on in.

I'll be waiting
right here, honey.

Right through there.

I'll be with you
as soon as I scrub up.

I was awful, cath.
I'm sorry.

I brought you a present.

Can we go somewhere
and talk?

There's nothing
to talk about.

Our child.

There is no child.

What do you mean?

There isn't going to be
any baby.

You had no right
to do that.

Don't try to see me again,
Kenneth, please.

Bye.

He was mine, Cathy.

I needed him.

Don't you know
what you did?

You murdered my baby.

[Soft rock music playing]

Christmas cheers,
darling.

God bless us, every one.

You're going to have
some blessed year

With that
pomerantz account.

What worries me
is bossing three grown men.

That will be
the easy part.

They'll all be trying
to get you in the sack.

Cathy, there's someone
who would like to meet you.

Oh, brilliant lawyer.

He may even run
for congress someday,

But don't hold that
against him.

Lead on.

Excuse us, please.

Cathy Palmer, this is
Jack byrnes, and vice versa.

Long live vice.

Excuse me, children.

I spot a sex-mad wallflower.

I must off and water her.

How do you do?

Cathy: I do.

[Wedding music playing]

Good luck, sweetheart.

Goodbye!

I forgot to get it
from the moving men.

Damn. I was looking forward
to getting in the house.

Yeah, so was i.

I mean I was
looking forward

Very specially
to getting in the house.

Oh. Well, I suppose
we could smash our way in.

Are you crazy?
Our new house?

I wouldn't
let you touch it.

Well, then,
what do you suggest?

[Laughing]

Oh, my nose.

This is
a good suggestion.

What?

Wait.

["Jingle bells" playing]

May I help you?

Yes. This one is lovely.

I'll take it,
with all the trimmings,

And the stuffed animals.

Will it be cash or charge?

Charge.
Here's my plate.

I'll be back.

Okay, now take this
to your mom.

You're a big lady,
aren't you?

What would you like
for Christmas?

Hi.

[Thinking]
Bye to baby bunting.

[Barking]

Man on radio: Channel 44,

Keinzer broadcasting,
San Francisco.

* taste that leaves
the others cold *

* Pepsi pours it on

* every time
the thirst takes hold *

* Pepsi pours it on

* Pepsi's got
that special taste *

* created for the cold

[Meowing]

[Meowing]

Hi, prissy.

Jack?

Jack.

Jack?

[Gasps]

What's the matter?

Is he kicking
field goals again?

Not exactly.

I think he just
made a u-turn

Without giving
a hand signal.

Hey, that's a good idea.
Traffic safety.

I think I'll add some stuff
about traffic safety

In the Jack w. Byrnes
campaign speech number two.

Thank you.
You're a genius.

Yankee cynic.

No wonder you did us
out of these colonies.

The first rule of politics
is to get elected.

The noblest man in the world
can't do a thing

Unless he gets elected.

[Engine sputtering]

[Engine turns over]

[Engine sputtering]

It will take
about a half an hour.

That's all right.

I have
some shopping to do.

[Engine sputtering]

Ahh!

I'm terribly sorry, but...

Oh, well.

I want my car.

I hardly started on it.

Please, now.
I have to go home.

[Engine sputtering]

[Engine turns over]

Politics, politics.

Doesn't anyone know
a lovely, filthy story?

Well, there's the one about
the congressman's wife.

Not a republican,
I hope.

No. We, of course,
are as the driven snow.

Which reminds me...

Ever rob a bank,
Mrs. j.W. Byrnes?

Who, me?

Well, if you
ever did, ma'am,

Now is the time
to confess,

Before we
put Jack up to run.

You understand?

Well, I cannot
tell a lie.

I never robbed a bank.

Not even a piggy bank?

Well, hardly ever.

His wife robbed a bank.

Well, that fixes byrnes,
all right.

I wonder
what else she did.

Who knows?
Murder, maybe.

Wire Scotland yard.

I'm on the griddle?

Well, better
that we put you on it

Than they do, sweetie.

I demand my solicitor.

Your honor,
am I qualified?

Wed to defendant.
Disqualified.

How do you plead?

Well, as you
can plainly see...

I believe in motherhood,

I love apple pie,

And I'm as American
as chop suey.

Not guilty.

Defendant acquitted.

Welcome aboard, Jack.

We're going to be
behind you all the way.

Well, thank you, Jerry.
Thank you.

Mr. skyler.

Unaccustomed as I am,

I find myself
temporarily speechless.

Speechless?

Our candidate
for congress?

[Laughs]

Well, um, ladies, gentlemen,

Let me just say
that this is

The proudest moment
of my life,

And I hope
you never regret this,

And I'm sure that Cathy
feels the very same way.

[Thinking]
Kenneth: Later, waiter.

Oh.

Cathy! Is something wrong?
Are you all right?

I'm awfully sorry.

The little beast...
He was kicking again.

Does anybody mind
if Jack takes me home?

You've been
a real trouper, my dear.

Jack is
a very lucky fellow.

Now, don't move, pet.
I'll get your coat.

[Meowing]

[Car doors close]

Feeling any better?

Much.

Those damned idiots,

Asking you
all those questions,

Putting you
through all that.

Well, wait till we
get to Washington.

We'll show them.

I love you.

You foolish,
trusting creature.

Suppose
I was lying to you.

How do you know

I don't have
a dark, dreadful past?

You wouldn't be very good
at telling lies.

Oh, is that so?

Well, at least
you couldn't fool me.

Your nose would grow long.

I measure your nose
every morning,

Just like this.

There are ways and ways
of lying, Jack.

A person can lie
without saying things, too.

In fact, maybe that's
the rottenest kind of lie.

In that event, your nose
would get shorter,

And I couldn't help
but spot that.

[Cat meowing]

Oh, gosh. Ilsa.

She must have
let prissy get out.

Ilsa!

Ilsa, how did prissy
get out?

That broken window
in the cellar.

It will happen with animals

Which are not
what you call fixed.

I have said many times
to have this animal fixed.

[Cat meows]

[Cat meows]

Prissy!

Prissy!

Here I am, prissy.

Come on, priss.

Jack! Jack!

Ahh! Ahh!
Oh, I fell, Jack, I fell!

Lean on me.
It's all right.

Oh, the baby!

You had a close call,
but it will be all right.

All the time I march
up and down these steps.

I could have
been injured myself.

How did
this thing happen?

I know how it happened.

Me, too.

I meant to have that step
fixed weeks ago.

It was Kenneth.

He saw me at a garage
in San Carlos.

Have you told
your husband this theory?

Look, if I had,

I would hardly be paying
$40 an hour to tell you.

Why don't you tell him?

I can't.

Jack isn't
used to being hurt.

One moment we have
Kenneth pursuing you

With murderous intent.

The next,
he's running away from you.

It's all in your mind,
Cathy. We'll get it out.

Man: This is the last call
for train number 126

To del mar, San Jose,
belmont, San Carlos,

Fort ord, and monterey.

All aboard!

[Horn honks]

[Train horn honking]

[Engine turns over]

[Engine sputtering]

[Twig snaps]

[Gasping]

[Panting]

Oh! Oh.

Oh.

Oh! Ah! Ahh!

Oh, no. Oh, no.

[Panting]

Please, don't hurt my baby.

Please, don't hurt my baby!

[Gasping]

Nothing to be afraid of.

It will only
take a minute.

[Crying]

He's going to kill
my baby.

He's going to kill
my baby.

[Crying]

Woman:
Telephone for Dr. Tate.

Hello, I'm Mr. byrnes.

She's in delivery now.
She's doing fine.

Oh, thank goodness.

They told me on the phone
that she had collapsed

Out on the street
somewhere.

Do you know
who brought her in?

I don't believe
he left his name.

Just call him
the good samaritan.

Fathers' room
is just down the hall,

And we'll call you
as soon as there's any word.

Thank you.

Welcome to the club.

Thanks.

You been waiting
very long?

It seems very long.

I guess it's just
a matter of luck, huh?

Yes, luck.

Some people are luckier
than other people.

No doubt of that.

Very true.

Woman:
Telephone for Mr. brown.

Your first?

Yes.

What about you?

I never had one.

Well, I guess
we're in this together.

Couldn't have
put it better.

Dr. fox,
call the operator, please.

Dr. fox,
call the operator, please.

You, uh, betting
on a boy or a girl?

I'm not betting.

I know what you mean.

You do?

Well, I mean,

I was completely set
on a boy,

But now that I'm here,
it really doesn't matter.

Do you know
what I mean?

Exactly.

I just hope that they both
do all right, that's all.

Amazing.

You keep taking the words
right out of my mouth.

A king. Thank you
very much. And a queen.

Good.

Congratulations, Jack.

Cathy is fine,
and so is your son.

Seven pounds ten,

And I wish I had
his head of hair.

Jack: A son.
Can I see Cathy now?

You can see them both.
Come on.

I'm happier for you

Than you could
possibly know.

Thanks, Ken.

Well, maybe
I'll see you again.

Good luck.

Good luck to you.

[Crying]

That's mine.

[Babies crying]

Pardon me. Hello.

Oh, hello.

Did you have to wait around
much longer yesterday?

Oh, no.

Which one is yours?

Oh, right here.

[Laughing]

Where's yours?

Mine didn't live.

What? Oh, I'm sorry.

I-I don't know
what to say.

Look, if there's anything
I can do for you...

No.

Well, look.

I'd like to do
something for you.

I'm a photographer.

[Babies crying]

[Clears throat]

In case you're wondering,
Jack w. Byrnes, Jr.,

That man over there
happens to be your daddy,

But he's not interested

In little people
with no teeth

Who don't have a vote.

Very witty.

All right.

Hey, you lecher.

Not in front
of the innocent child.

[Doorbell rings]

Are we expecting anyone?

Uh, no. Oh, gosh.

A chap I met
at the hospital...

A photographer.

He called and asked
if he could come around

And take some pictures
of the baby.

Sort of
a friendly gesture.

Oh, Jack. Those types
are all racketeers.

No, honey, not this man.
It's a terrible thing.

He and I were in
the waiting room together,

And his own baby died,

So I just couldn't
turn him down.

[Doorbell rings]

It's all right, Ilsa.
I'll get it.

Very well.

Well, hello.
Come on in.

Any trouble
finding this place?

Ken:
None at all, thanks.

I know this area
fairly well.

Good.

Well, just put
your things anywhere.

It's a lovely house.

Thanks.
It's all my wife's ideas.

We didn't have
a decorator.

Cathy, I'd like you
to meet Ken...

Daly.

Daly.
This is my wife, Cathy.

I'm delighted.

I've been looking forward
to meeting you.

Ilsa.

Finish giving Jackie
his bottle.

After I
put these things away.

I said take him now!

Put him to bed.

If you say.

But Cathy,

The whole idea was to take
some pictures of Jackie,

Remember?

I don't want him to take
any pictures of Jackie.

Please, I think I know
what Mrs. byrnes' problem is.

Are you afraid
of the flash, Mrs. byrnes?

Yes, it's the flash.

She's right.

I've heard it can hurt
a baby's eyes.

I love babies, and unlike some
people, I wouldn't hurt one.

I don't use a flash.

I get my effects by improvising
with what light is available.

You understand,
Mrs. byrnes?

Yes.

Well, then, let's have
some candids

In the baby's room, shall we?

[Shutter clicks]

Woman: Good baby.

Oh, that's a sweet baby.

Smile.

Oh, yeah, baby.

Oh, such a sweet baby.

Yes.

Yes.

Oh, what a good boy.

Oh, such a good boy.

Want to go bye-bye?

This has meant a great deal
to me, Mrs. byrnes.

Frankly, there was a time
when I doubted

That I would ever be able
to take a picture

Of another baby again.

I'm very glad for you.

Well, Jack,
I'll have the proofs ready

Tomorrow afternoon.

I'll be at the essex arms hotel,
the edgewood room.

I'm covering
a luncheon there.

Well, I don't know
if I'll have a chance.

Why don't you mail them?

That's a politician for you.
Always logical.

Goodbye, all.

Wait. I'll walk you
to the car.

Gee, I hope you don't think
Cathy meant to be rude.

Oh, no.

It's probably just
postpartum depression.

Yes. Well, it certainly
wasn't like her at all.

Well, don't make
a thing out of it with her.

Then I'd be embarrassed.

Oh, of course not.
Won't say a word.

So long, Jack.

[Engine turns over]

Well, I'm going up now.

I'll be right with you.

Good.
You look a bit tired.

* ...For auld lang syne

* for auld lang syne, my dear

* for auld lang syne

* we'll drink
a cup of kindness yet *

* for auld lang syne

[Cheering]

Man: I hadn't expected

Anything like this,
fellows.

No, sir.

I'm as unprepared
as the day I was born.

[Audience laughs]

Be seated. Be seated,
everybody, please.

Forty years
on the force...

Off-the-cuff reflections
of an old bluecoat.

I'm glad
you could make it, cath.

I'm sorry
I haven't got a snowball.

Kenneth,
what are you after?

Me? After?

Those lies you told Jack.
Coming round to our house.

I just wanted to make sure
you were happy, cath.

Married to
a republican and all,

It worried me a bit.

You've been
following me for weeks.

You tried to scare me
into losing my baby.

I think you're mixed up.

You're the one who
goes around killing babies.

I swear to God,
if you don't leave us alone,

I'll go straight
to the police.

That would be
a mistake, anyway, cath.

The only result

Would be to get
your criminal doctor chum

Sent up the river.

What's his name? Hmm?

Oh, what's his name?

Doctor... Parkington,
right?

You were raving
about the old doc

All the time I was
driving you to the hospital.

It was you.

Of course.
I saved your baby's life.

Is that what you want
to tell the police?

Make a gas of a story
for the papers.

"Gop candidate's wife
supports no-good bum,

"Murders bum's child,

Bum returns the favor
by saving her bloody life."

It's a very, very modern
morality story.

Kenneth,
what are you after?

Is it blackmailing Jack?

I don't give a damn
about Jack.

Then what?

Well, I haven't quite
worked it out yet.

I want to be
as fair as possible.

That's the chief thing...
To be absolutely fair.

Hey, daly.

Yeah?

Inspector Dixon wants
that last group shot

Done over.

The one
with everyone singing?

Yeah. Wouldn't you know?

The inspector thinks
his eyes were shut.

His eyes were shut.

Cath, isn't it
a crazy world?

Ready, daly?

I'll be with you
in a minute.

Sing it, boys.

* for he's a... *

You keep away
from us, Kenneth.

And don't even try to phone,
or you'll be very sorry.

You can't
frighten me, Cathy.

I mean,
when it's a known fact

That you're capable
of murder.

* for he's
a jolly good fellow *

* which nobody can deny

* which nobody can deny

* which nobody can deny

* for he's
a jolly good fellow *

* for he's
a jolly good fellow *

* for he's
a jolly good fellow *

* which nobody can deny

Mr. Jackson?
Mr. Jackson.

Oh, yes.

I can't find any record

Of your wife's being
a patient of the doctor.

Are you sure you wanted to
see this Dr. parkington?

I'm positive.

It's a bit complicated.

I'll have to explain it
to the doctor myself.

[Intercom buzzes]

All right. You're next.

I'll get you a card
for your next appointment.

Hello.

What can I do for you?

Yes? What is it?

Doctor, you...

You delivered
a child of mine.

Unfortunately, it was
eight months premature.

[Telephone rings]

Dr. parkington's office.

Yes? Yes, I see.

How far apart
are the pains?

Well, then, you take her
right to the hospital.

The doctor
will meet you there. Right.

Doctor.

Doctor.

[Gasps]

Nice mention of tonight's
telecast on page two.

Well, I see you have
my new blue shirt ready.

Yes.

[Telephone ringing]

Hello.

Who?

Oh, Ken, sure.

How did they turn out?

That sounds great, Ken.

No, I have a TV panel thing
to do tonight in San mateo.

But I thought you were
going to mail them.

Oh.

Well, why don't you
bring them by my office?

Fine.

Ken daly,
the photographer.

He just won't give up.

I know.
You don't like him.

That's why I asked him

To bring the pictures
to my office, okay?

Okay.

I have to run.
I love you.

Oh, this country
becomes so terrible.

Look.

One cannot even go out
into the park anymore.

Ilsa, will you give Jackie
his bottle, please?

I have to go
into the city.

Man: Looks fine to me,
Mr. Scott.

Well, it feels awful.

I've got this terrible
hacking, and I can't sleep,

And I got a very important
business trip.

[Coughing]

I shouldn't give you this
without a prescription.

It has codeine in it.

What's so funny?

It's nostalgic.

When I was very little,
my mother used to give me

Her cough medicine
all the time.

Put me to sleep

While she entertained
her boyfriends.

[Bell dinging]

Hello, Cathy.

Come on back.

I was just blowing up
some of your pictures.

Won't you come
into my darkroom,

Said the spider
to the fly.

I'm not afraid
of you, Kenneth.

I should hope not.

The trepidation
is all mine.

The effect is ghostly,
isn't it?

It always gives me strange
intimations of mortality.

You're wasting your time,
Kenneth.

I wouldn't have
one of your pictures

In my house on a bet.

How your tune
has changed, Cathy.

Remember when we first
moved into your apartment?

I've thought about that.

And I suppose I do
owe you something.

Well, after all,

I've been much luckier
than you since then.

But there's nothing
I can do about that,

And that's why...
It's my savings.

Every penny I have.
Not one dime of Jack's.

Take it
and leave me alone.

It's frightening.

A girl lives in a world

Where she thinks
she can buy her way

Out of everything...
Even an unwanted child.

Take back
your loot, Cathy.

It doesn't figure

In the solution
I've finally worked out.

Solution?

Simple justice, cath.
You killed my baby.

To show that you're
truly penitent,

Now you kill his.

I couldn't do it myself.
That would be wrong.

You're the one
that has to do it.

Well, yes.

But if I did,
what would Jack say?

Jack wouldn't
have to know.

You could do it
with a pillow

And blame it on the cat,
on prissy.

That would be perfect.

Cats often
suffocate children.

You could just say
that prissy jumped up

On his mouth and sucked
and sucked and sucked.

Please stop!

The baby
wouldn't feel a thing.

I've done all sorts
of research on it.

It will just be
a long, long sleep.

Will you do it, cath?

So we can both be released
from this damn thing

And live
happily ever after.

I'll go home
and think about it.

You sit tight
until you hear from me.

[Bell dinging]

[Engine turns over]

You look nervous, cath.

Don't be silly.
I'm fine.

I just came out
to tell you

You're going to do
what I said.

Even if you resist
the idea at first,

You're going to end up
doing it.

Wait for me, please.

[Dinging]

[Dull ringing]

Good afternoon.
Winston, fox, and fields.

Could I speak
to Mr. byrnes, please?

Mr. byrnes left for the
TV station in San mateo.

When?

Oh, about
a half an hour ago.

[Dinging]

[Rings]

Byrnes' residence.

Hello, Ilsa?
Listen to me.

Where's the baby?

With me, of course.

Listen to me,
and listen carefully.

Lock the door,
and put the chain on it,

And don't let anyone in.

Always I am careful
who I let in, Mrs. byrnes...

Shut up and listen.

Especially
that photographer.

The one who came round
to the house. Do you remember?

Certainly.

If he comes around,
don't let him in.

Something is wrong?

Get that cat
away from the baby!

There's a carrying box
in the hall closet.

Lock prissy up inside it.

It's a good idea.

I've always said to keep
animals away from children.

Do it!
Shut up and do it!

And don't let anyone
into the house

Until I get back
with Mr. byrnes.

I'm picking him up
on the way back.

[Engine turns over]

Two minutes
to air time, people.

Joe, will you swing in
the other sound boom, please?

[Siren wailing]

Cathy, I know why you
didn't tell me this before,

And I understand.

And don't worry.

Everything is going to be
all right.

The baby is going to be
all right.

Man: Mr. byrnes!

[Groaning]

Oh, Jackie.

Ahhh!

Yeah. Yeah, okay.

Rig the phone taps
to the van.

I'll expect it on-station
within the hour.

I want round-the-clock
surveillance, you got that?

Mr. byrnes? I am sorry.
I did not admit this man.

I open door only a crack
to receive the photographs.

Then I am seized
and forced to let him in.

I insist,
I am not responsible.

Good luck, Ilsa.

If we have any questions,
we know how to reach you.

All right.
Now, what is going on?

Man: Well, someone may
spot him from the bulletin,

But I won't bet on it.

He's been too cute.

We just have to sit tight

Until he attempts
to contact.

Look, it's no use
eating yourself up.

It's not your fault.

The hell it isn't.

It was only for my sake

My wife tried
to handle this herself.

Now, I want the truth.

What kind of a chance
do I have?

Well, it depends
on what he wants.

We know what he wants.

He told Cathy he wanted her
to kill the baby.

That's too nutty.

Even for a nut,
that's too nutty.

Well, let's assume
it's true. That's good.

That means
he won't do anything

To hurt that baby himself.

Now, look,
somewhere out there,

A lunatic is walking around
with little Jackie.

Now, why the hell

Can't one person
in San Francisco

See a lunatic
walking around with a baby?

Holy mother, am I dense.

Your wife had the maid

Stick that cat
in the carrying box, right?

Has anyone seen that box
around this house?

Special agent menchell here.
I want to revise that apb.

It's a man carrying a baby
in a cat box.

Right.

Now let's hope your son
does a little crying.

There we are, junior.

All nice and dry again.

[Sneezes]

Oops.

[Crying and screaming]

Now... Nighty-night.

What's that?
Uh-huh. Good, good.

Positive identification,
huh? Thank you.

Bull's-eye.

That figured.

What figured?

When you had that operation,
Mrs. byrnes,

The doctor's name
was parkington, wasn't it?

Well, he just did
what I asked.

I don't want to make
any trouble for him.

No one will be bothering
Dr. parkington.

All right. Now,
what's the point of this?

We have a truck

In the driveway
across the street.

Why don't you
walk over with us?

I'll show you
how it's set up.

A truck?

I think
you might feel better.

We have surveillance
from every angle.

Go on.
I'll be fine.

All right.

Perhaps you had better
lie down and get some rest.

[Door closes]

Wait a minute.

Then he really
has nothing to lose.

There's no sense
your wife knowing about it.

That's why
we got you out here.

Come on.
Let's just keep walking.

Okay, Mr. byrnes.

This is
our tape set up there.

Mr. Richards.
Mr. Richards!

Yes?

I should have told you
when you took this room

There was no pets allowed.

Oh. Well, that's too bad.

Well, all right.

I know a friend who can
get rid of it for me.

[Telephone ringing]

Hello?

Kenneth:
* bye-bye, baby bunting

* daddy's gone a-hunting *

* to get
a little rabbit skin *

* to wrap
the baby bunting in *

Trace.

He's waiting
for you, cath.

Please don't hurt him.

Are you alone?

Yes. Please
don't hurt him.

Listen carefully,

And when I'm finished,
don't hang up.

Leave the line open

So I know you're not trying
to call the police.

Yes, I'll do anything.
Is he with you now?

I told you,
he's waiting for you, cath.

Take your station wagon.
I'll recognize it.

Drive South to lowry road.

Go about a mile.

Turn right across
the railroad tracks,

Then slow down
to 10 Miles an hour.

You'll see me, cath.

Don't hang up
the phone, okay?

I'm leaving now.

Unmarked cars,

Vicinity of lowry road
and s.P. Tracks.

Use utmost caution.

I've got to help her.

You damn fool.

It's what we've
been waiting for.

Okay.

[Engine sputtering]

[Engine turns over]

[Tires screeching]

Ahh! Ahh!

[Gasping]

Ahhhh!

[Whistling
"daddy's gone a-hunting"]

You bastard!

You insane,
perverted bastard!

See how easy it is, cath?
You do it.

[Sobbing]

Darling.

No, no.

No, baby, no.

Did you trace the call?

Phone booth,
embarcadero section.

We got it five minutes
after he hung up.

You've been watching
this place night and day.

Now, how the hell
did daly get the chance

To come back here
and plant that doll?

The station wagon
hadn't been moved.

He must have put it there
when he took your boy.

That means it's been there
over 24 hours.

Jack. I'm having
a little trouble

Giving Cathy her shot.

Do you want
to talk to her?

You could use
a little rest yourself.

Think she'll
crack up on us?

I'm no psychiatrist, Lou,
but nobody can take

What he's
putting her through.

You know, she might
just really do it

If she got the chance.

There's a way out.

[Telephone rings]

[Rings]

Cathy: Yes.

Kenneth: Hi, cath.
Old me again.

I'm just a teeny bit
worried about our tot.

I'm low on formula
and running out of diapers,

And I don't dare
go shopping,

'Cause I guess all the stores
are staked out.

Could you bring me in
formula and stuff?

I'd be glad to, Ken.
Where will I meet you?

Well, now,
that's a bit of a problem.

Did you ever tell Jack
about our snowball?

No.

Remember that first time,
where I clobbered you?

We'll take a walk
down memory Lane, cath.

You meet me there
at exactly 8:00 tonight,

Inside of where
that was outside of.

I figure the cops
are listening to this,

But it doesn't matter.

They won't know
where I'm talking about

Unless you tell them.

I won't tell them.

Better not, cath.

If you bring anyone
with you,

Well,
you'll be responsible

For the ugly
consequences, not me.

8:00. Bring formula
and everything.

We'll be seeing you, cath.

Well, it's almost 6:00.

I'll take
a train in, alone.

Please excuse me.

I have to pack up
the stuff.

And please call me a cab.

Daly made fools out of us
with that doll stunt.

She doesn't
trust us anymore,

In which I have to include
you, Mr. byrnes.

Cathy, you can't do this.

You cannot beat
that maniac alone.

I must. I know him.

All right. Then at least
tell us where.

Agents can be placed
so no one will ever know.

Can they guarantee that?

Can they
give us back our baby

If something goes wrong?

No.

Jack, please understand.

Cathy, you just
cannot do this.

There's no other way.

If I let you follow me
and the baby was killed,

Kenneth would have won.

Then I'd be
directly responsible

For killing Jackie.

[Distant horn honks]

There's my taxi.

I'm catching the 6:42.

Do you give me
your word of honor

You won't have me followed?

Yes.

Snowball. Snowball.

Where he threw
the snowball.

Yes. Who did she know
at the time?

Who were her pals
when she first hit the city?

Let's see.
Meg... Meg stone.

And last night, she told me
about a psychiatrist,

A Dr. blanker.

Well, come on.
Let's get moving.

We promised her
we wouldn't follow her.

We won't. We'll try
to get there ahead of her.

We got a copter waiting.

We'll be in the city
in 20 minutes.

[Horn honks]

Man: Train number 99,
from Los Angeles,

Is now arriving
in San Francisco

On track number 10.

Train number 126,
we are boarding.

All aboard.

Are you free?

That's right.

[Engine turns over]

[Tugboat horn blowing]

[Bell ringing]

Go ahead, please, quickly.

Please!

[Sighs]

Drop me off
near market street,

Please, driver.

Snowball.
That strikes a chord.

It was back
at the very beginning,

The first time
she met Kenneth.

So she finally got up
nerve enough to tell you.

That's right.

That louse bopped her
with a snowball.

That's how
he picked her up.

Where?

Meg: I think she had just
come into the air terminal.

We haven't had snow here
in years.

How could he hit her
with a snowball?

Don't ask me
to solve riddles, mister.

That's where it was.

[Crying and screaming]

I know you're hungry,
but don't worry.

You'll have a little nap,

And then
mommy will be here.

Mommy will be here
with a nice, full bottle.

[Crying stops]

Man: Catherine Palmer,

Please come
to the information desk.

Catherine Palmer to
the information desk, please.

Excuse me.
I'm Catherine Palmer.

There's a phone call
for you.

Kenneth?

Cathy?

Walk around the corner

To the curran theater
on geary street.

Buy one orchestra seat
for tonight's performance,

And don't miss
the curtain.

Mrs. byrnes has left
the airlines terminal.

She's at the corner
of o'Farrell and Taylor.

Subject proceeding
on foot.

Rounding the corner
onto geary street.

There you are, ma'am.

One orchestra seat,
please.

Lady, can't you read?
We've got nothing.

Oh, please.
It's important.

Would you just
step aside?

Two for "Chester."
That's $15.

[Telephone ringing]

Please, will you sell me
your ticket?

No.

Please, I'll pay you
anything.

No, thank you.

[Ringing continues]

Hello?

Sorry about
the tickets, cath.

I doubt if you'd
enjoy it, anyway.

There's a curtain
on your right

That leads to the alley.

Use it.

Hold your positions.

She's gone
into the theater.

Psst. Psst.

Come on.

Evening, Mr. Conrad.

Mm-hmm.

[Baby crying]

Didn't I tell you?
Mommy's here.

Please, can I hold him?

When you feed him.
Did you bring the stuff?

Of course.

You can heat it
over there.

She couldn't get a ticket.

She went out a side door
into the alley.

Come on.

[Crying]

I don't really see

How this is
going to help us, Kenneth.

God moves
in mysterious ways,

His wonders to perform.

They may have gone in here.

It's shut tight.
Flush around the edges.

The hotel entrance
is around the corner.

Let's look.

[Baby crying]

He's hungry.

Better not
keep him waiting.

Do you want
some help with that?

I've got it.

You can
take him now, cath.

[Screaming]

Oh, baby.

Oh, there.

Listen. He wants it.

My baby.

Quickly, Cathy.
He's hungry.

He's very hungry.

Quickly, Cathy.

Feed him, Cathy.

Come on. He's hungry.

Hurry up.

You were at the house.

You've put something
in them.

All of them!

Feed your baby.

Feed him!

Ahh!

[Grunts]

[Dinging]

All right, all right.

Police officers.

Have you seen this man?

[Baby crying]

Ahh!

[Sighs]

There he is!

The key! The key!

Okay, okay.

Step back.

Step back!

Police officers. Step back!

[Indistinct conversations]

What was
that room number?

409.

There he is!
We got him!

[Siren wailing]

Break it up.
Come on!

[Trolley bell dings]

[Bell dinging]

[Ringing bell]

[Ringing bell]

[Baby crying]

[Crying continues]

Hey, what's in there?

It sounds like a kid.

Woman: Hey, whatcha
got in there, mister?

Jesus, I think
there's a baby in there.

Man: Where you going
with that? Hey!

[Baby crying]

That guy's got a baby
in the box.

Are you sure?

Yes. You better
call somebody.

Maybe the police.

There's a man carrying
a baby in a box

Heading up California street.

[Siren wailing]

He went that way.

He went up the hill.

[Siren wailing]

Man: This is k.U.I. 5317
calling 050.

This is k.U.I. 5317...

[Siren wailing]

Suspect seen entering
mark Hopkins hotel.

Seen entering mark Hopkins.

Good. Let's go.

[Thinking] Heights are
meant to be scaled, Cathy.

Come on. Up the matterhorn.
You'll make it to the top.

If you bring anyone with you,

Well, you'll be responsible
for the ugly consequences.

[Siren wailing]

He's in,
and he can't get out.

Okay, nice and easy.

We'll start
at the ground floor

And the top floor.

Please see
what's going on.

I feel fine.

Top of the mark.

Cathy! Cathy!

Good evening, mademoiselle.
Can I help you?

No, thank you.
I'm meeting someone.

Do you know
where they are?

I think I know
where to find him.

Very well. Thank you.

Kenneth?

Kenneth, I'm coming.

Cathy!
Cathy, come back!

Don't be a damn fool,
Mrs. byrnes.

I'm the only one
that can end this.

It's between us.

I did kill his baby.

We're waiting, Cathy.

Bring her down.

Jack: Let her go.

I said let her go!

Follow the leader, huh?

[Sirens wailing]

Is Hutchins on the roof
of the Fairmont yet?

Man: He'll be there
in a moment.

Well, get him
in position.

[Sirens wailing]

[Baby crying softly]

That's terrific, cath.

Isn't it amazing
how neither of us

Is afraid
of anything anymore?

I'm so ashamed of how
I acted before, Kenneth.

I guess I must have been
crazy or something.

I forgive you.

No hard feelings
between old friends.

[Siren wailing]

[Baby crying]

We made it, cath.

To the top of the world.

It was meant to be
like this, Kenneth.

I guess we were always
meant for each other.

Give me the baby.

I'll throw him down.

Then I'll divorce Jack,
and I'll marry you.

It will work out.

I'm not sure, Cathy.

It's an unjust world.
They might not understand.

They might be mad at you
for killing the baby

And try
and put you in jail.

Of course not.

Not when I explain
I did it for love.

You do love me, Cathy?
Only me?

You realize that at last?

[Baby crying]

Let me prove it
to you, Kenneth.

Let go of the box,
and I'll prove it.

If only
I could be sure, i...

All right.

[Siren wailing]

Let go of it, Cathy!
Drop it!

Ahh!

Let go! Drop it,
and I'll catch you, darling,

And we'll have
a dozen more together.

Drop it!

Ahh!

Aaahhhh!

Ahh!

Help! Ahh! Ahh!

Aaaahhhhh!

[Gasping]

* bye, goodbye

* to the face in the mirror

* asking why I must move ahead

* bye to all that used to be

* bye, goodbye

* bye, goodbye