All language subtitles for S01E23 - The Lonely Hours

Good evening, fellow traveler, and
welcome to Shea Hitchcock.

We have had a rash of unexplained
homicides lately.

I knew you would enjoy hearing that, but
I'm terribly upset.

You see, with all these people checking
in and then not checking out, our books

just don't balance.

However, I'm sure our house detective
will clear them all up just as soon as

finds out who stole his seeing -eye dog.

I believe you will be also interested in
knowing that we have television in

every room.

Television cameras, that is. The
receiving sets are in the dining room

casino. I see the supper show will begin
in a minute.

Just time enough for you to get settled.

Front.

That's all right. Mother's late.

Let her be ready soon.

Can this in residence?

Oh, Martha, just say hello.

Mother, it's for you.

Who is it? Long distance. Daddy, I
think.

Martha's top first. Oh, Martha.

Yes, this is she.

Ma?

Hi, sweetheart.

Oh, moderately happy.

How about you?

Oh, you won't be able to come home?

Well, I might have known.

Where are you, dear? At the Proving
Grounds?

Uh,

I'm sorry, honey, I didn't hear you.

You say you'll have to be there another
week.

on the telephone.

Oh? All right, darling. Then we'll see
you sometime next week.

Mommy, please, can I talk?

I think our daddy's in a hurry.

No, we haven't anything important except
those dental appointments on Thursdays.

Oh, and I told Harriet that you'd give
her a quarter if she didn't cry.

Don't say I told you.

So there's no great problem here.

But we miss you.

Me too.

Call when you can, dear.

Bye -bye.

Mrs. Henderson?

Oh, hello.

My name is Vera Brandon.

Yes.

Haven't we left?

No, no, I don't think so.

I've come at an awkward moment. I'm very
sorry. I should have telephoned first.

It's about a bedroom you plan to rent?

Why, yes, we have been thinking about
it, but...

Someone at the university mentioned it.

Oh, I couldn't imagine how you knew. You
must have heard from Dr. Thorpe. I

understand you and the Thorpes are quite
good friends.

Oh, yes.

Celia's their daughter.

Well, I haven't met him, but I'm told
he's a brilliant man.

Oh, excuse me.

Oh.

Certainly is a...

Beautiful child.

But he's a lot prettier when he isn't so
hungry. And he has been very patient.

Girls, go bring your tea party in here.
Marjorie, you can feed Lonnie for me.

The room is at the top of the stairs.

It isn't always so chaotic around here.

Mrs. Anderson, shouldn't you stay with
the baby?

Oh, no, Marjorie can feed him.

He'll be all right for a little while.

Here, you carry the sandwiches.

No, Marjorie said I can't make any more.

I never carry anything like... Oh, he
looks like my brother, David.

I was planning to put out notices at the
university, but I hadn't done it yet

because, actually, it's still something
of a mess.

It's been sort of a catch -all for my
husband's old books and the children's

toys.

It isn't a very large room.

Well, we didn't think that a student
would need a large room, and that's what

had in mind, actually.

I think a college girl could be quite
comfortable here, but... Is that the

bathroom? Oh, yes, that's another thing.
There is the inconvenience of sharing

that with the girls. Their room connects
to the other side.

How much are you asking?

Oh, well, we thought $30 a month.

That'll do very nicely.

Who is it?

Miss McGinnis, Mrs. Williams.

Oh.

Just a moment.

Miss McGinnis.

Shh.

Michael is asleep.

I saw your car drive in, Mrs. Williams.

And this package came from the toy
store.

Thank you. I was just writing you a
check when you knocked.

Oh. Then you're not giving up the
apartment?

I'll be wanting it for another month.

Oh, how nice.

But the rent isn't due, you know, until
next week.

Yes, I know that, but we'll be away for
a few days.

Oh, taking Michael on a holiday?

Well, a friend of mine from college, her
husband's going to be out of the city

on business, and she's asked us to stay
with her until he gets back.

Oh, how nice.

Well, I hope I didn't disturb the baby.

If he'd been disturbed, he'd complain.

Celia! Your mother's ready to go now,
dear.

Ah, thanks again, Louise, for watching
Celia all afternoon.

Oh, honestly, Grace, she was a health.

She and Marjorie practically cleared out
that whole room up there by themselves.

And then that woman has the impertinence
to be late. Are you sure you don't know

her? She mentioned your brilliant,
loving husband.

Dear Brandon.

Well, name doesn't mean a thing to me.

And she also mentioned that both Mark
and I are blind.

Which you are.

Yes, but that means she must have met
him somewhere.

Well, not necessarily. I mean, after
all, you do display his portrait on the

mantel.

Oh, sure, that's it.

Anyway, if this woman is going to arouse
all of your latent hostility, why take

her in?

In the first place, it wasn't hostility.
It was idle curiosity.

In the second place, I need the extra
money in the first place.

Then you can afford to get a sitter for
Lonnie and come with me to the fashion

show. Oh, great. I just can't. Why?

Well, because of... Oh.

Don't wake Lonnie.

He's not asleep, Mother.

I'm sorry to disturb you. I forgot to
ask you for a key.

Oh, I never thought about it.

We got the room out, please, Dad.

Celia and I did most of it. Come on in.

Mrs. Thorpe, Miss Grandin. Oh, Dr.

Thorpe's wife.

I'm so pleased. How do you do, Miss
Brandon?

Can we have some of the coffee cake,
Mother? No, dear, no more.

Will you have some coffee with us? Oh,
thank you. No, but I will sit down for a

moment if I may. I've had rather a
hectic day.

Mother, we're going back upstairs.

No, no, Celia, we're really going home.
Now get your sweater, honey.

Louise tells me that you're writing a
doctoral thesis.

At last.

I'm a few years behind my original
schedule.

In what field?

Well, I'm doing a comparative study of
the effects of Thalian philosophy.

I'm in history.

Greek origins, really.

Mama, I want to stay and play some more.

Oh, no, no, no, Celia. We really are
going home.

Our home is right around the corner,
Miss Brandon. Why don't you come over

afternoon for tea? Oh, thank you very
much. Oh, the fashion tea. Are you going

to be able to come with me tomorrow?

Oh, Grace, I can't. Oh, why not? It's a
very worthy cause.

And I have been chosen to model two of
the dresses.

Have you really? Yes. Oh, it's your duty
to come.

Well, I'll call you in the morning. I'll
see if I can get a sitter for Lonnie.

All right.

It's the annual affair for the hospital
fund. Would you like to come, Miss

Brandon? Oh, thank you very much, but
I'll be working.

But I'll be here.

I'd be happy to take care of the baby if
you'd really like to go. Oh, no.

Well, why not?

I mean, if Miss Brandon really doesn't
mind.

I'm a little out of practice, but I did
help raise a baby brother.

The girls will be in school all
afternoon. You know Lonnie. He'll just

Well... Oh, no. It's too much of an
imposition. Oh, not in the least.

That settles it, then. You will come.
Good. Goodbye, Miss Brandon. It was very

nice to have met you.

Good, Louise.

Listen, maybe I will. Sure, why not?

Come on, Miss.

Get your sweater on. Come on.

No moping and crying. Come on, pick up
the thing.

I hate to miss you. I'll say that much.

Oh, Michael.

It's all right, darling. It's all right.

I'm here now.

I'm here with you.

I'll never leave you. I'll never leave
you.

I know why she's here. It's on account
of Daddy's rocket secret.

The secret rocket plane?

Uh -huh, because she's a spy.

Miss Brandon is?

I know she is. A secret atomic spy.

Hello?

Oh, Grace, I was just about to leave.

Yes, I'll pick you up first, and then we
can drop the girls off at school.

Okay, I'll be there in about five
minutes. Bye.

Now, if you all are finished with your
lunch, get your hands washed and hurry.

The girls will be home from school about
three, and the fashion show should be

over about three, so I can't see how
we'd be any later than, well, I should

before four.

I hope Lonnie lets you get some reading
done.

We'll be just fine, Mrs. Henderson.
Don't you worry about us. Enjoy your

afternoon. Well, you be a good boy,
Lonnie.

Bye -bye.

Michael.

My, I didn't know we'd see you again
till next week.

We were shopping and we thought we might
have some mail.

Oh, that just reminds me.

Your rent receipt.

I brought it down to put in the mailbox
and it slipped my mind. Thank you.

Oh, what a darling baby.

Oh, my, my, my, my.

He is having such an exciting time.

Mercy, what the... He has the brightest
eyes.

Mrs. Williams, he's just the image of
you.

Everyone seems to think so, but I'm
always very flattered to hear it.

Any mail, Miss McGinnis? No, not today,
dear.

Michael?

Michael? No mail.

Oh, Michael wanted mail.

I think he's just a little tired. He
hasn't had his rest.

Will you excuse us? Oh, of course, of
course.

Bye -bye, Michael.

Bye -bye.

Bye -bye.

Bye -bye.

Bye -bye.

Oh, Michael.

Michael, Michael, Michael, Michael.

Now, Micah, you see?

You see what a beautiful nursery?

And it's all ours.

Yes, it is.

Delta.

How's the baby?

Resting beautifully.

We had a lovely, quiet afternoon
together.

Oh, good.

Where are the girls?

They're next door.

I put them in here to bed, and then I
came in here to study.

Where did this come from?

Oh, I bought that for him yesterday when
I was out.

I hope you don't mind.

It has a music box.

Plays a lullaby.

Mrs. Henderson. I thought I might reach
him before he disturbed your sleep.

It's wrong to pick up a baby every time
he cries, Miss Brandon.

I'm trying to coax him to sleep through
the night, but the... I think the baby

is hungry, Mrs. Henderson.

I'm sure he is.

I'll take care of it.

probably a secret agent or something,
see? And she's supposed to steal the

for Daddy's secret rocket.

Gee, you better tell your mother. We
can't. They come after spies that spy on

secret agents. We have to make a secret
pledge that you won't ever tell what I

found out.

No, I'm not signing any more solemn
pledges in blood. It hurts.

All right, girls, it's a raid.

You know the rules about eating in the
living room.

Now take the cookies and milk into the
kitchen.

Very carefully.

Marjorie.

Now you're old enough, dear, to know
when you're doing wrong without being

You mean about the cookies?

No. I couldn't help overhearing about
Miss Brandon.

She's a spy.

Was that bad?

Yes, spies are bad, aren't they?

Well, if they are, then you must be bad.

Because you were spying on Miss Brandon,
right?

Well, sometimes they're good.

No, Marjorie.

Being a snooper is never good.

Well, she snoops.

Honestly, Mother, she acts real funny.

And she keeps her door locked.

Only the key to my room fits her room,
too. And she does have a secret black

book in her desk with Daddy's name in
it.

Honest.

Daddy's name in it?

And some other men, too.

They're probably scientific, just like
Daddy is.

Well, darling, if anything ever troubles
you like this, I want you to come and

talk to me about it, promise?

But believe me, Miss Brandon is not a
spy.

Do you like her?

Well, whether we do or not, we must
always remember to respect each other's

privacy.

Tuesday is her usual day, but I asked
her to change this week because of our

dental appointments. Remember?

Yeah, she's so good with Lonnie.

Yeah, we're just about to leave.

Honey, will you talk to the kids a
minute?

Okay, here they are.

And make it quick, both of you.

Daddy, when are you coming home?

You are day after tomorrow.

I want to talk. Come on, one at a time.

I got about a million things to tell
you. Not now, Margie.

Okay, bye.

going to the dentist.

So if I don't even cry a drop, can I
have a quarter?

I can?

A whole quarter?

Oh, boy.

Honey, we have to pick up Celia and
Grace and be there before four.

Mark, are you really going to be home
day after tomorrow for sure?

Well, listen, will you call me tomorrow,
will you?

No, there's nothing wrong. It's, um...
Oh, we just miss you, that's all.

Okay, honey. Bye -bye.

Bye, Daddy.

Bye. Everybody out, get in the car.

Katie?

Katie? Yes, Ms. Henderson?

Take the dentist a couple of hours to
wade through all of this, but we should

home before 6 .30, okay?

We'll be just fine.

Okay.

Carefully, girls, carefully. Just get
out one at a time. What do we do?

That's the way. We better watch cartoons
in the house.

No, I want to play house.

I want to watch cartoons.

Honestly, now, Louise, I think that
you're overdone tonight.

Oh, I know I am. I make my own problems
when I'm tired.

Katie!

The girls were all so brave in that
dentist chair that we decided to take

for a treat.

I'll take you home later.

Well, uh, Miss Brandon hasn't come back
yet. Yes, I noticed your car was gone.

But the baby's with her.

What? Well, Lonnie was fussy and, uh,
she had some shopping to do, so she

thought the fresh air might do him good.

Katie! What? What's wrong?

Wrong?

She has Lonnie.

But she said it would be all right with
you.

Kids, go wait in the kitchen.

Come on, out, out.

Katie, you had no right to do this. Do
what?

How could you let her take him out of
your sight?

Well, she said it was all right with
you.

Katie, I changed your day this week so
that you would be here with him.

You, not her.

But you never told me, Mrs. Henderson.

Oh, Katie.

Louise, Louise, you're falling apart.

You haven't seen anything yet. What are
you going to do?

I'm going to call the police. No, no,
Louise, don't you think you should find

out what happened first before you make
a fool of yourself?

Mrs. Henderson?

Where have you been?

Well, surely Katie told you we went for
a little walk.

How dare you take my baby out of this
house without my permission?

It just never occurred to me that it
would upset you.

I was out shopping and I found your
little bakery.

We'd have been home earlier, but I
stopped to buy you some of that coffee

you like so much.

So concludes the first half of tonight's
Alfred Hitchcock Hour. The second half

will continue after we hear from some
other way stations along the old post

road.

Some people call what you have just seen
a station break.

I call it interminable.

The second half of our floor show has
been delayed for another 60 seconds.

Perhaps you would get more prompt
service if you tipped more generously.

Are you looking for Matthews? Oh, yes.

Arthur Matthews.

Well,

I take messages for him.

I'm his wife.

Or did he forget to mention me?

Oh, no.

Actually, Ms. Matthews, your name was
given to me by Vera Brandon.

Oh, yeah.

She come after you, too.

What? Well, isn't she the one with that
baby modeling agency pitch?

Well, she's rather tall and dark.

Yeah, that's true.

She came around when Robbie was about
three months old. I told her when

six months, I'll sign.

But I didn't expect to see her again.

Why not?

Well, I mean, my little guy's real
handsome.

Huh?

I mean, a real doll.

But this Miss Brandon, she hardly even
looked at him.

Like, like nothing.

So I figure we tapped up.

But... This other agency came by, and we
signed with them.

Why, we made 60 bucks already.

And that's all she wanted?

To sign your baby as a model?

Yeah. Hey, but if you want your kid to
work, honey, let me get you this card of

this outfit I'm with. Why, they're the
best.

Oh, no, thank you. You're missing out on
a good thing, huh?

Hey, let me see him.

You know, hey, he's real cute.

Look at him.

How old is he? Six or seven months? He's
seven months.

Same as Robbie.

Say hello to the little boy.

Well, thank you very much. Why don't you
drop by sometime? We'll let him play

together. We'd love to. Thank you. Yeah.

Bye -bye.

Say bye -bye, Mrs. Henderson.

Bye -bye.

That's my boy.

That's my boy.

May I help you?

Oh, yes, thank you. Is this your little
boy?

Yes. Hello there.

Hello there.

What's his name?

Joel. Hello there, Joel. This is Lonnie.

Oh, how old is he? Seven months old.

Well, so is ours.

I'm looking for some people named
McFarland.

I'm Mrs. McFarland.

Oh, how do you do? I'm Mrs. Henderson.

Your name was given to me by Vera
Brandon.

Oh, yes, I remember her.

Um... Was she... Was she working with a
modeling agency?

No, she didn't mention that.

She read my husband's advertisement and
telephoned for part -time secretary

work. We're in insurance and real
estate. We run this motel. Oh.

But she never worked for you?

She came by to see us, but then she lost
interest right away.

Oh.

Well, thank you. I won't take any more
of your time.

Bye -bye, Jewel.

Bye -bye.

Bye -bye.

He sure is a healthy -looking one. Oh,
he really is.

I had him with me from the very first.

I think it makes a difference.

So did I. That's why I love St.

Dominic's. St. Dominic's Hospital?

That's where I had Joel.

St. Dominic's?

Thank you.

Thank you.

Well, I know you don't remember me, but
you're a real charmer.

I wish more of my mothers would come
back to visit.

We seldom see them after they take their
babies home.

Of course, you're one of our star
boarders.

Do you remember Mrs. McFarland?

Oh, she was here the same time you were.
She had a boy, too.

I saw her today.

And Mrs. Matthews. She was here that
time. You remember?

Matthews? She had a boy.

Oh, she was the blonde girl.

Oh, yes. The nurses used to call her the
makeup kid.

She was asking for mascara before the
anesthetic wore off.

Her Robbie is a model for baby ads now.
Oh? Well, he was a pretty little thing.

I just thought it... Well, it might be
fun to visit with all of the mothers who

were here at that time.

I must have missed a couple, though.

Well, there weren't too many.

Sister, do you remember Vera Brandon?

Vera Brandon.

She was tallish and dark in her middle
thirties. I don't remember that name.

Vera. Vera.

Vera. Oh, it wasn't Brandon.

Williamson or Williams, I think.

Here, you take Lonnie and I'll look.

You'd be a good boy.

Yes, I remember her now.

She was one of our sad ones. Her husband
had deserted her and her baby died.

Poor little thing was premature.

Simply didn't have the strength to live.

Oh, no, Mark, I'm not afraid.

It's just that I don't want her here any
longer.

Oh, no, I'm not going to give her a
deadline.

I just thought I'd ask you to find
another place and move as soon as it's

convenient.

Okay.

Okay, darling.

Hurry home.

I love you.

Mrs. Henderson?

Oh.

I... I thought perhaps you'd gone to
bed. You know, I was trying to do some

work.

My husband just telephoned from the
base.

He's coming home.

I know. I heard the girls mention it.
Tomorrow evening, isn't it? Yes.

Well,

it's definite now, so I thought I ought
to tell you.

I was going to speak to you when you
came in, but... Well, you were having

dinner and I went straight upstairs. I
was rather tired. I... Well, actually,

Mrs. Henderson, I would like to talk to
you about the room.

I do hope you won't be offended, but I
spent almost the entire afternoon

for another place to live.

Why, uh... I know we said we'd... We'd
try it, and if it didn't work out...

Well, if it weren't for my work, I'd be
pleased to stay.

But I did see a place this afternoon
that I think will be a little better for

me.

Um... When would you be leaving?

Oh, tomorrow.

The weekend is a good time to get
settled.

I, uh... I wonder if I might have a cup
of coffee.

I've been...

Walking around all afternoon and I am
rather exhausted.

Oh, yes, of course.

It's in the kitchen.

Thank you so much.

It's been made an awfully long time.

I hope it's not too strong for you.

Use lots of cream and sugar. I like it
black.

You know, I do like little girls, but
Marjorie and Harriet are a little

distracting.

Believe me, Miss Brennan, I know exactly
what you mean.

Boy, this is awful.

Michael and I are leaving now, Mrs.
Henderson.

I'm taking him home with me.

Oh, I am sorry for you because I think
in your own way you've grown really fond

of my baby.

Just Michael is my child.

I've known that from the very beginning.

From that first day.

Seven months ago.

See, they brought me your baby and they
told me it was mine.

Oh, that poor...

Pale, weak little thing.

But I knew they were lying.

Because I knew what Michael had to look
like.

I always knew I'd have a big, strong,
healthy boy.

And I knew he wouldn't be blonde.

I knew he'd have dark hair like mine and
like his father's.

Oh, Sanderson, you see, your... Your
baby died.

And then they knew how much you wanted a
little boy, so they gave you mine.

I suppose they thought I wouldn't find
out, but I did.

Gave up everything.

And I searched.

And I searched.

Till I found him.

Here.

Oh, I know I knew from the beginning
that you were a good person, Mrs.

And I knew that you wanted my Michael to
be happy.

Don't you see, now that you know that
I'm his real mother, I'm sure you have

agree that this is the best solution.

The only solution.

Michael belongs with me.

I'm going to take him home.

Louise? Oh, no thanks. Oh, come on,
honey. No, Grace, I... Did you get that

through to Mark?

No, he'd already left the base.

Grace, he could be anywhere.

She could have left last night. Louise,
listen to me now.

The police are checking the airports and
all the railroad stations.

Now, please, honey, try not to worry.

Mommy, look!

It's the spy lady's coat! You're not
supposed to... Put it on.

Girls, please, won't you try just this
once to play nicely together?

And I found the secret message, too.

Louise, is that Miss Brandon's coat?

Yes.

Yes, it is.

Where did you find it? In the hall
closet. Harriet found it. And I found

secret message, too.

Okay, girls, that's fine. Now, will you
just run along like good girls?

Maybe she'll come back for it.

Yes, maybe she will, sweetheart.

Thank you both very much.

Mommy. Harriet, please run along.

Why else? Nobody wants to see my secret
message.

Oh, I'd like to see the message. Thank
you, dear.

Now, please, run along.

Is that her address?

Williams. That's what Sister Mary said
at the hospital. Mrs. Williams.

Lieutenant Novotny, please.

Well, how can I get in touch with him?

I have to get a message through to him.
It's very urgent.

All right, will you tell him? This is
Mrs. Mark Henderson speaking.

Tell him I think that my baby is at 2120
Ashley Avenue.

The name is Mrs.

J .A. Williams there.

Yes, tell Lieutenant Novotny that I'm
going there right away.

Yes, thank you.

I'll go with you.

No, Grace, you stay here with the girls,
please.

Just a minute.

Oh, Mrs. Henderson.

Where is my baby? Oh, you brought my
coat. Thank you so much. Where is

Is my baby in that room? Michael's
asleep. And Mrs. Henderson,

Michael is not your baby. Is he in
there? Shh.

He's sleeping.

He needs his morning nap.

If you've harmed that baby, I'll...
Harmed him?

Oh, my dear, do you think I'd harm my
own son?

That baby is not yours.

Mrs. Henderson, everybody in this
neighborhood knows my son. We've lived

for over a month. They know him at the
candy store. They know him at the drug

store, at the toy store. Even my own
landlady knows him.

Would you like to talk to her?

Mrs. Williamson.

Miss Brandon, your Michael is dead.

Your Lonnie is dead.

Oh, I know how hard it is for you to
face it. I know, but you

have a beautiful home and a lovely
family. Hospitals don't make mistakes.

It was deliberate.

They meant to do it.

No, you're wrong.

No, I was conscious.

Every minute when Lonnie was delivered,
I saw him before he took his first

breath. I know.

Mrs. Henderson, you know, I don't think
there's any point in continuing this.

Now, I want you to go away, and I want
you to stop annoying us.

And if you still persist in coming here,
I'm going to have to take steps to see

that you stop.

Are

you

Mrs. Williams?

Yes, I am.

Oh, Miss McGinnis must have sent for
you. Would you please come in? Thank

I have been trying to avoid a scene, but
Mrs. Henderson, he just doesn't seem to

understand. Yes,

you spoke to Lieutenant Novotny about a
baby. Yes.

He told me all about it. He's waiting
downstairs.

He asked me to come up and see that
everything's been straightened out.

The baby's here?

Oh, yes, yes.

How old is he?

Michael, he's seven months old.

I have two nephews, one ten months and
one two years.

Well, Michael is very healthy. He's
quite big for his age. I'd love to have

look at him.

Where is he? If you don't mind, I'd
rather he weren't disturbed right at the

moment.

I just want you to tell her that he is
my baby.

Well, of course I understand, Mrs.
Williams, but I thought you'd like to

record straight for his sake.

The records were changed deliberately.

But you don't want to leave them that
way, do you?

No. No.

Well, we really ought to go to the
hospital and confirm the footprints and

fingerprints that were taken at birth.

And then to the Hall of Records for his
birth certificate.

Yes.

Yes, perhaps we ought.

We could go together. You and Michael
and I.

I'll get Michael ready.

Is it sweetheart?

Shh, Michael.

Baby.

Michael.

Michael, shh.

What is it, darling? What is it?
Michael.

Michael, what is it, sweetheart? Please.

Another terrible thing that they've
done.

See, they let him stay with her for all
those months. He doesn't even know me.

No.

Let me?

No.

He's mine.

I trust you have enjoyed your stay here.

Please return next week, for we plan to
have another intriguing floor show.

As for your bill, someone else is taking
care of that for you. I can't reveal

his identity, but he left this message
for you.