All language subtitles for The Alfred Hitchcock Hour S03E06 Lonely Place 1080p

- Good evening.

This is a wishing well.

It is a very ancient, romantic,

and profitable institution.

Naturally.

We through the
smaller ones back.

Into the water, of course.

It's the sporting thing to do.

It is very interesting how
the wishing well got its name.

It seems a young man was wishing

he could find a
way to make money,

then he though of this.

You will find no wishing
well in tonight's story,

but the setting
is a bucolic one,

where there is
privacy and quiet,

and where help is far, far away.

All this begins in
just 60 seconds.

- It's some hard
work ahead of you.

Take some more ham.

- I guess I'll need the energy.

- Want another glass of milk?

- Wouldn't hurt.

- Well, good mornin'.

Good mornin'.

Hello.

Yes.

Well, good mornin' there.

Well, here it is.

There it is.

Yes.

Oh, come on,

don't be so grumpy.

Well, yes.

That's what you
wanted, isn't it?

Hmm?

Yes, that's what you
wanted, isn't it?

Well, all right.

Well, all right,
where you gonna go?

Where you gonna go?

some
more of it for you.

Ah, just right.

You just all right, yeah.

There you are.

Hey, don't be such a little pig.

Be so greedy.

Uh oh.

Forgot the water, didn't I?

I'll fix that.

Ooh, there.

There now.

How 'bout you just have a
little somethin' to drink here.

Hmm?

You're a nice little fella.

Strong and brave, aren't ya?

Hmm?

Emery?

Emery?

- Hmm?

- Looks like somebody's
comin' down the road.

- Well, it's a public road.

It ain't fancy, it ain't
paved, but it's public road.

- Greedy little thing, you.

Why don't you get
some water, huh?

Maybe he's lookin' for work.

You could use some help.

- Not at $6 a day.

- He looks like a tramp.

Maybe you could get him cheaper.

- Tramp, huh?

Well now, that makes
a little difference.

If I can get my peaches off of
them trees a few days early,

I can get a better
price for 'em.

- Thought that might
make a little difference.

- Now, what does that mean?

- Nothin'.

If he's tramp, he's
probably broke and hungry.

Room and board and $5 a
day might be all he'd ask.

Oh, don't
take them all now.

Goodbye now.

- Come on.

Stella, this is Jesse.

He's gonna help me
pick my peaches.

- I seen the peaches,

and I figured that
y'all needed some help.

- Yes, my husband does need
some help with the peaches.

Don't ya, Emery?

- It's like I
said, I seen all the peaches.

- Well, we got some
that need pickin'.

Course we don't let hired hands
have the run of the house,

we got separate place out back.

- Well, that's all right.

- And your name's Jesse?

- Uh-huh.

- Well, Jesse, you can eat
here in the kitchen with us,

but you come in the backdoor.

And you knock,
don't forget that.

- All right.

- Now, you'll got room
and board and $3 a day.

- All right.

- Well now, I guess
you're hungry, ain't ya?

- Yeah, I am hungry.

- All right, Stella,
you lay some more beans

out there for Jesse.

That'll be enough ham.

And there's plenty of milk.

Stella?

- Yes?

- Get some eats for Jesse.

Now, you just sit down
there, Jesse, and eat.

I'll be scatterin'
the pickin' buckets,

out in the orchard.

I got a contract with cannery.

They won't buy nothin'
picked off the ground.

And the way I look at it,

it's better to have 'em a
little green than a little ripe.

And they ain't
gettin' no bigger.

You come on out, just
soon as Stella's fed ya.

- All righty.

You got anymore of them 'mators?

- I'mma have to slice some more.

- No.

Just bring me the
'mators, I'll slice 'em.

- You eat like a hog.

- I wouldn't say that
eatin's my worst habit.

Just the way men eat.

You got a husband,
you outta know that.

- Yeah, I guess so.

Where'd you come from?

- Nowhere.

Dozen places.

- Where were you
'fore you come here?

- Up the road a way.

- Is that all you can say?

"Was up the road a ways?"
(plates clanking)

- I could say more.

But I ain't.

- My husband likes to
know a little somethin'

'bout his hired hands.

- Looked to me like he wasn't
interested in anything,

but whether or not I was
gonna pick his peaches.

- Well, he is.

- He outta ask me then.

- I was tryin' to
save him the trouble.

- Wouldn't of been no trouble.

- What's your other name?

- Jesse.

That's all.

- Don't you have a last name?

- Just Jesse.

First name, middle
name, last name.

That saves a
lot of breath, don't it?

- Put that knife outta site.

- Does that make you nervous?

- Yes.

Put away now, hear?

- If you say so.

- Emery!

- Now, I know what
you're gonna say.

I shoulda paid 'em $5 a day.

Well, if a man is fool enough
to work for three, well then,

I'd be a fool
not to take 'em up on it.

- You know that's not
what's botherin' me.

- Now, what's that
supposed to mean?

- Emery, do you
need 'em real bad?

- Now look, Stella.

We got a good crop a
peaches on the tree.

As soon as we get 'em
picked and into the cannery,

we'll have a crop a
money in the bank.

Now, that's all I'm after.

If havin' Jesse around
makes you unhappy,

well, you're just gonna have
to be unhappy for a few days.

Because I aim to get
these peaches picked!

And I don't aim to
lose a hired hand

that I can get for $3 a day.

Now, get on back in there

and see that he gets
what he wants to eat.

- Did you tell him
about my knife?

Did you tell him about
my knife, Stella?

- No.

- What'd you talk about then?

- Weather.

Way you eat, I guess.

- Look, I hired out
to pick peaches,

not to give lessons
in table manners.

Besides.

I get it ate, don't I?

- Yes.

- Is that a pet squirrel?

- Yes, he's a pet.

Comes around here for eats.

- He's fat one, ain't he?

Maybe I outta kill
'em.

And then you can make Emery
and me a stew for supper.

- I'll take care of supper.

You leave the squirrel alone!

- Well, if you say so.

- You get enough to eat?

- Just about.

Couple more bites.

- Well, eat
all you can hold.

We got plenty a work to do.

- Well, that's why
I hired out for.

Nice squirrel the
wife's got there.

- Yeah.

- Fat one too, ain't it?

- She feeds
that squirrel better
than she does me,

don't ya, Stella?

- No.

Well, less you got
some more eatin' to do,

I guess it's time for
us to get to work.

- Well, this'll
hold me 'til supper.

- Well now, you start to
work here, by the house,

and I'll join you,

just as soon as I finish
scatterin' the picken' bucket.

- What's a matter with you?

What?

How'd it happen?

Jesse, whatcha kill it for?

That squirrel was Stella's pet.

- I didn't mean to kill it,
but the animal attacked me.

- Attacked ya?

Why that squirrel's
so friendly, he--

- Look, I can't help it.

Even friendly animals have
a way of dislikin' me.

That's why I always
carry this knife with me.

'Cause no matter how
friendly an animal is,

it always seems that it
takes a dislike to me.

Must be my scent or somethin'.

- Well, there's
nothin' we can do about it now.

Stella, you, you go
on back in the house,

and I'll get a shovel
and bury the squirrel,

and you go on back to work.

- All right.

Well.

I'm gonna get me some sleep.

- Good night, Jesse.

- Good night.

Good night.

- Good night.

Emery, I--
- Wait.

Wouldn't that a
little puff a wind?

- Yes, but the radio said clear.

Emery, tomorrow--
- Tomorrow, I'm gonna get up

real early, take that truckload
a peaches into the cannery.

- Yes, I know.
- And that way,

I'll get back in time
to do a full days' work.

- I wanna go with you.

- What for?

- I want you to let
me off at the hotel.

- The hotel?

- Yes, I...

I wanna stay at the hotel
'til that man's gone.

- Now, there you go--
- Will you please, Em--

- What did he ever do to ya?

I wish you would tell me.

Kill that squirrel?

- Yes.
- The squirrel attack 'em.

- Oh, that--
- No, sir,

he's been out with
me all afternoon,

he's a good worker, I need
'em, and I aim to keep 'em.

- Emery, please, just
this once.

- What did he do?

Did he say anything
smart-alecky?

Did he do anything?

- He's got that knife.

- I seen the knife.

If he wants to carry a
knife, that's his business,

not mine, not yours either.

- He didn't have to
kill my squirrel.

- Stella, you
heard what he said,

the squirrel tried
to attacked 'em.

- Oh, I don't care!

- All right, all
right, you can go to the hotel.

$3 a day, plus meals.

You can stay--
- No, no, no, no,

I'll stay here.

- No, no, go ahead.

Go into town, spend my money.

I know I'm not much of a farmer.

Nobody ever said
I don't work hard.

Far as I know, this
is the first time

you ever said I can't
protect my wife.

You might have thought,
but you never said it.

- Emery, don't ya
say that about yourself.

You're a good husband.

Good protector.

I trust you.

No matter what, I love you.

- You still wanna
go to the hotel?

- No.

I'll stay here with
you, where I belong.

Can't you
wait 'til daylight?

- Now, Stella.

- All right.

I'll fix ya some
breakfast 'fore you go.

- No, I'll wait
'til I get back to eat.

Jesse'll be wakin'
up pretty soon.

He said he's an early riser.

You's fix some breakfast for him

and tell him by the time
that he's finished eatin',

they'll be light
enough to get to work.

You hear me?

- All right.

- Now, it
won't take me long.

I'll be back, sittin'
down to breakfast table

'fore you know it, all right?

- All right.

Mornin'.

Breakfast
isn't ready yet.

- I know.

Emery ain't back yet.

- He tell ya his plans?

- That's right.

- You wait outside 'til
I get breakfast ready.

- Well, how come
I can't wait in here?

- You know my husband's rules.

Hired hands aren't allowed in
the house, except mealtime.

- How come
you're so afraid of me?

Huh?

- Makes you think
I'm afraid of you?

- 'Cause the way you look.

You know that the blood
rushes down from your head

and your face gets all pail.

See, that means that
you're afraid of me.

- That don't make sense.

If lookin' at you
makes me scared of you,

why don't you tell me

what there is about
you that scares me?

- I don't know.

- You're lyin'.

Why did you stop here?

You weren't all that
interested in pickin' peaches.

- You'd really like me to
tell you that, wouldn't ya?

- Yes.

Yes, I'd like to know.

- 'Cause I seen, even from
out there on the road,

that you didn't want me in here.

'Cause you're scared of me.

- Why do you wanna scare me?

- Because that's the way I am,

and that's what I like.

Lot a people scared
of me, Stella.

'Specially women.

See, other men, they get
invitations from women.

But I don't get that
kinda invitation.

See, what I get from women's
the other way around.

They always sayin' to me,
"Stay away from me now."

Just like you say.

- I didn't say that.

- You know, that used
to bother me, Stella.

But it don't bother me anymore.

Now, ain't you better get
them flapjacks on the stove?

'Cause I's supposed
to have my breakfast

and then out workin' by the
time that Emery come home.

- Yes.

Emery's gonna be
right back here now.

You better leave me alone.

- I haven't laid a hand on you.

- You talk back to me.

- You know.

I'm gonna have some
molasses on my flapjacks.

- It's in the icebox.

- Come and get it for me.

- No.

No, you get it.

- Ah, no, you get it.

Ooh, that's it.

You know, it used to bother me,

that women didn't
like me around.

They still don't.

And you know, that one time,

a woman told me to
get away from her,

and I made that woman sorry

that she ever said
that to Jesse.

- Whatcha do to her?

You'd really like
to know that, wouldn't ya?

Huh?

- Yes.

Yes, I'd like to know.

- Well, then call
me Jesse and say,

Jesse, I'd like to know.

- No.

- Oh yeah, you call
me Jesse, and you say,

Jesse, I'd like to know
what you done to that woman!

- No.

All right, Jesse.
- Now,

say I'd like to know what you
done to that woman, Jesse.

No.

- Come on.

- I'd like to know what
you done to that woman.

- Jesse.

- Jesse.
That's it.

Now I'm gonna tell ya, just
what I did'n to that woman.

Ooh, she was so pretty.

She said, "To
get on away from me!"

- Emery, you've just
gotta get rid of that man.

- Now, I don't wanna hear
another word about Jesse.

You're safe, not a
thing wrong with ya.

Prime quality.

That's what they said at
the cannery, prime quality.

What do ya know
about that, Jesse?

My peaches are prime quality.

Now all we gotta do,

is just get the rest of 'em
picked off of these trees.

- Mr. Emery, you got
yourself a real fine orchard.

- Prime quality.

- Stella.

Here ya go.

That woman of yours.

Just a little peculiar
sometimes, ain't she?

- You have
trouble with her?

- No, she just a
little bit scared of me.

That's all.

- Jesse, that squirrel
didn't attack'd you, did it?

- Nope.

- Why'd ya kill it then?

- I don't like animal.

I kill every one 'em I
figure I can get by with.

- Well, I ain't got
much love for 'em myself.

- Well, I figured that.

Fact is, that's the
reason I kill 'em.

I thought that's
what you'd want.

- Well, much obliged.

Did kinda get on my nerves,

watchin' my woman
feed that squirrel.

She's got enough to
do, just to feed me.

That's why I'm married.

I don't like to see her
spread her work to thin.

- I understand that many of you

have been wishing to
know the identification

of the station which is
bringing you this program.

We shall now grant
you that wish.

Afterwards, we shall
continue our story.

- What happened to
your appetite, Jesse?

- It'll be all
right in a minute.

- I don't know why
you should be tired.

We didn't get many
peaches picked today.

- Three truckloads a
peach's a lot a peaches.

- What happened to you, Stella?

- Nothin'.

- Somethin' must a.

This chicken tastes
like leather.

I can't turn out a good
days' work on feed like this.

Well, Stella?

- I don't know.

I don't know what happened.

- I can't understand women.

You been cookin' for me 12
years, never late with a meal,

best cook in the
county, and all I wants,

well, taste it yourself.

See what I mean?

Well, I guess she got the right

to cook one bad meal, 12 years.

- Thank you.

- What,
speak up, Stella.

- Nothin'.
- Nothin'?

All right, nothin'.

Hey!

Was that wind?

- Sounded like it.

- Yeah, there's a
little thunder head

comin' up in the Southwest.

I thought you told me the
radio said clear weather.

- That's right.

- Well?

- Little rain ain't
gonna hurt your peaches.

- No, a little
rain wouldn't hurt,

but a little hail would.

I've even seen hail
this time a year.

- You ever
lose a crop to hail?

- No, but there
can always be a first time.

Where you goin'?

- Bed.

- Without
doin' the dishes?

- They can wait 'til mornin'.

- No, do 'em tonight.

I've heard how
you laugh at women

for leavin' their
dishes overnight.

Do 'em tonight.

- Mine's ready
to be washed right now.

- No, I'll wait 'til
Emery's through.

I need some rest.

- Jesse.

- Yeah?

- You better turn in.

We got a full days' work
ahead of us tomorrow.

- Yeah, I
guess you're right.

Good night.
- Good night, Jesse.

- Night, Stella.

Good night, Stella.

- Good night.

- She answered ya, Jesse.

All right, come
on, let's hear it.

- Please, Emery.

- No, you owe me
some explainin'.

Up until noon yesterday, I
couldn't ask for a better wife,

and since then, I couldn't
have a sorrier one,

and I wanna know why.

- I'm scared of Jesse.

- Well, you've told me that.

I wanna know why
you're scared of 'em.

He's done the work a two men.

He's makin' me money.

- You're scared of 'em too.

- What?

- You are, you're scared too.

- Now, you act
like you're tryin'

to get rid a me or somethin'.

What's a matter with you?

- Talkin' don't help.

- Well, then we
won't talk about it.

But you start actin'
right, you hear?

- Emery?

- What?

- I heard ya talkin' to
Jesse in the orchard.

- Is that against
the law or somethin'?

- You told him,
"That you married me,

"to have somebody to feed you."

Is that why we never
had any children?

- Now, Stella, you know
that is just man-talk.

That don't mean anything.

- Don't it?

- Course not.

Now, we been married 12 years.

I've never even looked
at another woman,

and you know that too, don't ya?

- Yes, you've been
a good husband.

- Well, then
what's all this talk about?

- I don't know.

I guess I just don't understand.

- But you're still
scared a Jesse?

Well, you just gonna
have to get used to 'em.

I got my peaches to pick,

and he's gonna be around for
at least three more days.

- Yes, I, I guess I just
gotta get used to Jesse.

- Well, good.

Now, don't you think
you better get in there

and do your dishes?

- I'll be there in a minute.

- Well, don't forget 'em.

I'll be listenin' for the
weather report on the radio.

- Folks, here's
news about the weather.

The Weather Bureau tells me

that a weak cool front is
movin' in from the Southwest.

It's a preliminary
report, and they promised

that they'd give us the
real scoop at nine o'clock.

Now, back to that good
ole country music.

- Hi, Stella.

- Shh, shh, shh, shh.

- Here's that
scoop on the weather,

I promised you folks.

The cool front has
changed to a cold front.

All peach farmers in
this valley are warned,

that the approaching cold front

will produce a sever
thunderstorm and hail.

Stay with us now, for
all the weather reports.

- Now, whatcha
have to go and scream for?

Answer me!

- You scared me.

- Oh, no, no.

You scared me, Jesse.

- Yes, yes, Jesse.

- You scared
me, Jesse, say that.

- Emery
will come out here.

- He ain't gonna come out here.

If that scream of
yours didn't bring 'em,

ain't nothin' gonna bring 'em.

Now, you scared me, Jesse.

- You scared me, Jesse.

- That's better.

That's very good.

You like for me to
hold ya, don't ya?

Yeah, you do.

Huh, yeah, you do.

Oh, you don't like it?

Well, then why don't you just
scream out again, girl, huh?

Come on.

We gonna move around
here, right close.

Come on, Jesse, go on again.

Come on, we gonna
move around close.

We can scream right in his ear.

Now, go ahead and scream.

Maybe that'd wake 'em up, huh?

Boy, that wouldn't
bother me one bit.

Have him come on out here.

That boy is slave driver.

He's a tightwad too.

Do you know that everybody
else in this valley

pays $6 a day for
pickin' peaches,

but old Emery pays me three.

Yes, sir, I'd love for
you to scream again.

He'd come on out here
and try an protect you.

I'd like to see what
old tightwad'd do.

Come on, Jesse.

Come on, Jesse.

Sun ain't as hot as
you think, Jesse.

Come on, Jesse.

Lift them bucket
up higher, Jesse.

Higher, Jesse.

Sweat a little bit, Jesse.

Come on, Jesse, sweat's
good for a man.

Come on, scream, scream, Stella.

Look at 'em.

Just sittin' there.

What's a matter,
can't ya scream?

You ain't got enough
breath to scream?

Oh, come on.

All you need to do
is open your mouth.

That's right.

Now, take ya a deep
breath and yell.

I can
almost do it myself.

It takes a woman, though,
to let out a real scream.

Come on, Stella.

Come on!

Look at him, he just sits there.

You scream loud enough
to wake the dead.

I make all sorts of noises,

and old Emery just sits there.
- We repeat the weather news.

A cold front is moving in,

bringing thunderstorms
and hail with it.

Lightning is visible in
the west end of the valley.

- Let's us go see if we can
bring the lightning and see it.

I hope it does hail.

Hail stones the size
a them peaches a his.

Take just about a minute,

to strip every peach
tree in his orchard.

Yeah, there it is!

I bet ya old Emery heard me,

but he just scared
to come on out here.

- Emery isn't afraid.

- Yeah, he's scared
half to death a me.

All day long, it's
been me'ts the one's

been givin' him
orders in the orchard.

Guess our old Emery's
just a coward.

Now.

You reckon that old
Emery'd come on out here,

if you was to yell
that I's about

to stick this thing
right in your neck?

Huh?

- I don't know.

- How's that?

- I don't know, Jesse.

- That's right.

Now, let's us just see.

Now, come on and scream!

- No.

- You're ruinin' it, Stella.

Now, why are you ruinin' it?

Why?

- Because you'll kill him.

- You're right.

You're just right as rain.

Oh, I'd just love for him to
come out here, one more time.

Just one more time,

say to me, come on, Jesse!

Come on, Jesse!

Just one more time,

and I'm gonna carve him
up into little pieces,

the size of these
peaches of his,

and I'mma stick him in a bucket

and take it off to
the cannery.

What kind a labels

you think that they'll
put on the cans

with Emery inside of 'em, huh?

Barbecued Emery.

Broiled Emery.

Emery on the half shell,

like they do with
them fancy oysters.

Now, you gonna scream, huh?

Now, scream!

Run, Stella.

Ah, run!

Run, gonna get you, go on.

Run.

Ooh, that was hard fall.

I'm gonna pick you up now, so
you can run a little bit more.

Ah, Stella!

Now.

Gimme my knife back.

Come on.

- Don't you come near me.

You stay away from
me, do ya hear?

- Stella.

Now, look.

That knife's razor-sharp now,
don't be foolin' with it.

I think you better
give it to me.

- Poor Emery.

You've worked so hard.

You don't know that we both
almost lost everything tonight.

Work.

It's all you understand.

You poor, hard-workin'
peacher farmer, you.

I'm gonna be a good
wife and a good cook.

Emery, I'm gonna make you
be a good husband too.

Emery!

Emery, wake up!

Emery!

Emery!

Emery, wake up!

Jesse stole the truck!

- Jess, Jesse?

- Jesse drove
off with the truck.

- But it had a load
a peaches on it.

Trucks gone all right.

- Yes.

There's a thunderstorm
on the way too.

- Yeah, I seen the lightnin'.

Is that all it is, just
a thunderstorm, I mean?

- Yes, just a thunderstorm.

Hadn't we better
call the sheriff?

- What?

- Well, if we want
the truck back,

we better call the sheriff.

- Ah, leave me alone.

- All right, Emery,
I'll call the sheriff.

- Don't bother.

What good's a truck anyway?

The radio said there
a hailstorm comin'.

My peaches'll all be ruined,

so just don't bother.

- Emery.

If you heard the radio
warnin' about the hailstorm,

you heard me too, didn't you?

You heard me scream
out there, didn't you?

Answer me, Emery.

You heard me scream, didn't you?

You heard me scream, didn't you?

- I heard you scream.

I could hear Jesse
carryin' on too.

- Emery.

Why didn't ya come help me?

Answer me!

- Well--
- Answer me, Emery!

- Well, I didn't
figure he'd kill you,

but if I went out, no,

he'd a killed me.

- And you were afraid?

Is that the only reason?

- Well, I figured you could
take it a little more,

'til he settled down anyhow.

Then.

- And if he settled down,

you'd still have
your $3 hired hand.

Is that it?

- Number, please.

- Sheriff's office, please.

- Sheriff Graham speakin'.

- Oscar, this is Stella.

Somethin' awful's happened here.

- What's that again?

There's so much
thunder here, I can't--

Our hired hand

has killed Emery
and stole our truck.

- Oh.

You feelin' all right?

- He stabbed 'em, Oscar.

- Now, Stella,
don't you touch anything

'til I get there.

- Oh.

Well, I already did.

I pulled the knife out of 'em.

I was tryin' to help Emery.

- Ah, well, that's
all right now, Stella.

You just keep your chin up

'til I get there.

You gonna be all
right now, Stella?

- Please hurry, Oscar.

that the sheriff was not
taken in by Stella's story.

He detected a domestic touch
to her husband's demise

and promptly
arrested our heroin.

You may be thinking that
my wishing well is gone.

Not so.

Except that my wish
obviously came true.

Until next time
then, good night.