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tonight's story. One of the family,

after the following commercial.

And that is one minute of reality I
intend to miss.

Mrs. Daly?

Yes.

Well, you must be Frida. How do you do?

Come in, please.

Thank you.

Where's Mr. Daly? Didn't he meet you at
the bus depot?

No.

Isn't that funny?

He left ages ago. I'm surprised he
missed you.

There were plenty of taxes.

I guess you'd like to see your room.
It's back here. Oh, no, thank you.

First, the baby.

I want more to see him.

He's asleep right now, but you can take
a peek in a minute.

This way?

Here we are. I hope you'll find it
comfortable.

Very nice.

Everything.

Oh, your bathroom is over there.

Oh, and real flowers.

Makes the room so gemütlich.

Oh, and your own TV set.

Do you like to watch television?

Not so much anymore.

They took off my program.

Oh, what was that?

Wrestling.

Wrestling? The babies in here. May I,
please? Oh, yes, yes, of course.

You're supposed to be asleep.

Yes, my darling.

Such a beautiful baby.

Cookie!

Even more beautiful than his papa.

For eight years I was like his mama to
Mr. Daly.

Mutti, he called me.

Oh, I know. He's talked about you a lot.

What a wonderful nurse this Mooty was.

Yes. I think we're going to agree with
him.

I am Mooty.

My little Dixie.

Oh, that must be Dax.

Dax, we're in the nursery.

Hi. Hello. How did you get here?

By cab. I guess you missed her.

Well, I don't see how. I was there when
the Bakersfield bus came in. I watched

every passenger get off.

She's here with the baby. Mooty!

How good to see you.

I looked all over for you. What
happened?

Oh, I looked for you, too, but I think
maybe my bus was earlier. Well, I did,

too, but I checked and there was only
one bus from Bakersfield this morning.

probably just didn't recognize each
other. Oh, I'd recognize her anywhere.

just as I remember her.

You haven't changed a bit.

Still the same old Uti. Oh, I've
changed. Too much coffee cooking, you

Do I?

I haven't tasted anything like your
cooking since.

Oh, they just don't take care of me like
that anymore.

Oh, poor neglected Dexter.

What do you think of our boy?

He's a darling baby.

And kind of snooki -puss.

Snooki -puss.

That's what you used to call me.

Hi, snooki -puss.

Well, I guess if you could handle me,
you ought to be able to take care of him

for a couple of months by yourself.

Oh, you are going away?

Both? Yeah.

If everything works out all right, we're
going to take a trip to Europe.

Oh, of course we wouldn't leave until
you're all settled in and organized. Oh,

I'm sure that won't take long, Mrs.
Bailey.

I'm so happy to have a little Dixie
again.

You don't know how happy we are to have
you with us, Frida.

Thank you.

Oh.

Made by Moody, the tender loving care.

Not for breakfast, please.

She'll be hurt.

Maybe later.

You asked for it.

Anyway, she thinks you're too skinny.

He needs some meat on his bones.

You mean flab.

There's a time when I could have knocked
off two of those without batting an

eye. Not anymore.

Freda, what have you got there?

Little Dex's diapers.

I'm going to wash them. I thought I told
you we have a diaper service.

Yes. But I cancelled it. It's a waste of
money, Mrs. Daly.

I always like to do it myself.

Frida, would you please let me decide
what's a waste of money?

Call the diaper service and ask them to
come as usual.

Yes, ma 'am.

She's inclined to take a little too much
on herself.

She meant well.

After all, sweetie, you can't have her
both ways. Either she takes over or she

doesn't. And besides, if she wants to
save me money... Yes, but I think that's

overdoing the old country frugality bit,
don't you?

What's the matter, hon? Isn't it working
with you, too?

It's fine.

No, really, Dex, she's wonderful. She
really is.

The baby's crazy about her.

And I wish she'd stop calling him Dexy.

Sounds like a girl or a riverboat
gambler.

Well, it's not as bad as Junior.

Besides, she called me Daxiana didn't
seem to do me any harm.

Say,

how about night on the town?

Well, we've got a built -in babysitter
worth her weight in gold.

Why not get our money's worth?

Don't you think it's a little too soon?

Isn't that why we hired Frida?

Mm -hmm.

You got a date?

Good.

What time you be home?

Well, I'll try to get away early. Why
don't you plan to be ready about six?

Okay. Stay tuned for local news and
weather.

Charges and countercharges were
violently exchanged at a city council

yesterday over the proposed freeway
route through West Los Angeles.

In San Francisco, violence of a
different order is suspected in

the recent death of the six -month -old
son of Mr. and Mrs. George Callender.

The discovery of a bottle containing an
arsenic compound has led to a demand for

the exhumation of the infant's body.

In an interview with our reporter,
Police Captain Martin Drummond explained

the child's nurse, an elderly woman of
German origin, is being sought for

questioning. Meanwhile, the parents...

What's

with the radio?

I turned it off.

Excuse me. I thought that you had
finished breakfast. Oh, that's all

one for the row.

Oh, he was tempted, but he didn't have
time.

We'll keep.

Frida, Mr.

Daly and I thought we'd go out for
dinner tonight.

Do you think you'll be all right?

Oh, yes, Mrs. Daly.

Little Dex and I, we will be fine.

Oh, this is the way to live.

No babysitter to drive home, no four o
'clock feeding, huh?

Oh, oh, that's just what I need to soak
up sun.

Oh, boy, nothing like having a nurse
around to do everything for you.

Sure takes a sting out of being a
parent.

You are an unnatural father.

Rita, what is it? It's nothing, ma 'am.
Then why is he screaming like that?

Oh, our little Dixie has a tummy ache,
ma 'am. Oh, no. It's only that tummy

ache, nothing else.

Did you take his temperature?

Yeah. He has a small fever.

Oh. But with babies, that's nothing.

What do you mean, nothing? I've never
heard him scream like that before. How

long has he been like this?

Only a little while. How long?

After his bottle, he sleeps good, and
then he wakes up, and he answers the...

Clumpy.

A what?

A pain in his tummy.

I'm going to call the doctor. There's no
need for the doctor. It's not serious.

I'm not asking for your advice, Freda.

Little stinker scared the pants off us
last night, and now look at him. You

haven't seen anything yet.

They know every trick in the book.

The object is to turn you prematurely
gray.

Your favorite was to roll over on your
stomach.

Hold your breath until you are blue in
the face.

All right, all right. Let's not give
them any more ideas.

Oh, very neat.

Please.

Oh, thank you, Frida.

Mother, this is Frida.

Frida, this is my mother, Mrs. Landon.
Hello.

You were Mr. Daly's nurse, too, weren't
you?

Yes, ma 'am.

Excuse me.

Shall I take him out for his nap now,
Mrs. Daly? Please, Freda.

Freda was the only one who didn't panic
last night.

She said it was a cramp fee.

And a cramp fee it was. Excuse me.

What on earth is a cramp fee? A German
tummy ache.

And the doctor agreed with her.

It wouldn't even come out to look at
him.

So she sat up with the baby all night
long.

You seem to have acquired an absolute
jewel, dear. I'm beginning to appreciate

that.

Mine didn't get too bossy, though.

I think I nipped that in the bud. Good.

There's nothing worse than the
overbearing ones.

They get too possessive and end up
hating you. No, no, not Frida.

Last night, I was so panicked, I nearly
snapped her head off.

She took it like a lamb, sat up with the
baby all night, and when I told her you

were coming this morning, she made this
tort.

Very sweet. No calories, of course.

It's delicious.

And pure disaster.

Oh, well.

Nine extra holes of golf to take care of
it. No, listen, Dexter says he's going

to have to start playing handball again.

Uh, last night, he ate half a coffee
cake she'd made for him.

She's really a menace.

Well... If that's all you have to worry
about, you're in good shape. Did you

read about that other darling German
nanny up in San Francisco who fed the

arsenic?

Oh, no. Really? What happened?

The poor child died.

The police found the bottle behind the
dresser in the nurse's room.

Enough arsenic to kill a dozen babies.
Oh, no.

I thought you'd read about it, you know.

I was really relieved when you told me
you'd hired this freedom woman.

I wasn't exactly looking forward to...

Babysitting with Junior.

Well, you and Dexter were gallivanting
around Europe for two months on a tax

-deductible trip.

Mother, you read my mind.

Hardly a feat to qualify us as a
clairvoyant act, darling.

If you hadn't have asked me, I'd have
felt rejected, but I was relieved.

This is delicious.

I've got to stop.

I'll have to order a whole new fall
wardrobe.

Wait a minute now. You didn't finish
your story about the nurse in San

Francisco. What was the name?

Oh. Some fairy tale named Hansel and
Gretel. Oh.

No, it was Gretchen.

That's it. Gretchen Reuter.

Well, did they catch her?

No. She seems to have disappeared, but
they're still looking for her. Of

they'll never catch her.

Those ridiculous descriptions.

Sixties, German accent.

You know, that could be Frieda. It is.

Or a thousand other German nannies.
Darling, it was delicious, but I've got

run. Give my love to Dexter, honey. And
if she gets too bossy.

I'll take her as a cook. Oh, you will,
huh?

Bye, darling.

Well, your tort certainly made a hit
with my mother.

I'm happy she liked my tort.

Matter of fact, she liked it so much,
she'd like to steal you away just to

for her.

I like to cook, but not to cook only.

A house with no babies, not for freedom.

That's a relief.

By the way, Freda, have you seen the
morning paper? I can't seem to find it.

Oh, I used it to wrap up the garbage. I
thought you were finished.

Oh, well, Mr. Daly will bring one home
tonight.

I meant to ask you something, Mrs. Daly.

When Mr. Daly was little, I used to give
him ground steak sometimes. You know,

raw. I'd scrape it good with a spoon.

What do you think for little Dixon now,
too?

Oh, I don't like to alter his diet
without asking Dr. Beaumont first.

But I'll check when he comes back from
vacation.

Frida, don't you think four months is a
little young for raw meat?

It's very strengthening.

But it is.

Why don't you ever listen to the radio,
Frida?

I like it better quiet when I'm out here
so I can hear if Dexy cries.

Oh, oh, yes, of course, you're right.

Always on the job, Frida.

Oh, listen, that reminds me.

I have to get your social security
number so that I can declare you.

Declare me?

Why must you declare me?

You make it sound like something
terrible. Actually, it's only a matter

You know, if you let your social
security lapse, you won't be eligible

pensions and things like that. It's for
your own protection.

Oh, I protect myself, Mrs. Daly.

I save my money.

I ask it from nobody.

Not even the government.

Well, that's very admirable of you,
Frieda.

But it's a matter of law. I have to
declare you and pay half your taxes.

Would you bring me your card when you're
finished there, please?

I have no card.

I never joined the Social Security.

But didn't your previous employers tell
you... They tell me, but I do nothing

and they do nothing.

Well, I have to do something. I don't
want to be put in the position of

the law, and I'm sure you don't either.

I'll have to get you a card.

Now, it's, uh, Frieda Schmidt, isn't it?

And your husband's name?

Heinrich. Heinrich.

And what was the name of your last
employer? Oh, now, look.

It's me.

My last employer...

Was Mrs. Muller.

Muller.

M -U -E -L -L -E -R?

M -U -E -L -L -E -R.

And the first name?

Frank.

Mr. and Mrs.

Frank Muller.

And their address?

Bakersfield.

Could you be more specific?

The name of the street?

I'm not so sure. These Americans' names,
they are still very difficult for me.

Oh, come now, Frida. You must remember
the name of the street. What was the

address? There is no street. Just a big
house near the highway.

Oh, you excuse me, Mrs. Daly.

Little Dexy wants his bottle and we go
out for a little walk.

Just a minute, Frida.

I seem to remember getting a Christmas
card from you from San Francisco.

Did you work there before going to
Bakersfield?

No, ma 'am.

I never worked in San Francisco.

What are man's two greatest inventions?

I'll buy them both.

The wheel and the martini.

The wheel gets you to work, and the
martini gets you through the day.

Say, honey, about my trip to New York
tomorrow.

You coming? I get to stretch it through
the weekend.

Oh.

No sale.

Something wrong?

Dex, did you get a reference on Frida?

A reference on Frida? Mm -hmm.

Well, it never occurred to me. She's
like one of the family.

What brought this on?

I don't know.

Well, I was asking her where she'd
worked before she came here, you know,

the social security thing.

Yeah?

She wouldn't tell me.

What do you mean she wouldn't tell you?

Said she couldn't remember the address.

Well, she couldn't. Well, there's a
slight difference.

You don't believe that one can forget
the address of a place where one worked

and lived.

Well, that might depend on how long one
worked and lived there and how long ago.

And you didn't think to ask anything
like that or the name of the people she

worked for or how long?

Right. Right. I didn't ask because I
didn't care.

Try that.

An old German nurse you haven't heard
from in 20 years calls you from out of

blue and says, do you happen to meet an
earth -mind clan of schnooklepuss? And

schnooklepuss can't wait to make her one
of the family.

What's this all about, Joyce?

This. Now, do you remember getting a
Christmas card from Frida from San

Francisco this year?

Do I have to swear to it? Well, I would.
Just look at this.

I saw it at breakfast. What about it?

What do you mean, what about it?

This is why you're not going to New York
with me, isn't it?

He's sick again, ma 'am.

Maybe you'd better come.

For the strong, there is more to come.

Our second half follows this word from a
distant station.

this up here.

Little old tummy acting up again, huh?

He's never had any trouble like this
before, not twice in a few days.

Yeah, there's a virus going around. I
think that's what hit him the other day.

This could be just a flare -up.
Shouldn't last more than, oh, another 24

Why this all of a sudden?

He was perfectly healthy until a week
ago.

Hmm. So were a lot of other babies and
adults.

Oh, uh, plenty of liquids and keep him
warm.

Yes, Doctor.

Mrs. Daly, why don't you relax?

Now you have an excellent nurse.

Thank you.

Well, it hurt her to worry.

I'll try to do that.

Oh, Dr. Brock, how's the patient?

Nothing wrong with his lungs.

I guess not, but this time tomorrow he's
going to be screaming for something to

eat. Oh, I'll be at the hospital all day
tomorrow, Mrs. Daly.

You can leave any messages for me at my
office.

Thank you, Doctor.

Hi, honey. Hi.

What's the trouble, son?

Bellyache again.

Is that what it is?

Why don't you quit bugging your mother?

My bag packed, honey?

It's ready.

We ought to be going soon.

Oh, Dex, I don't like to leave him when
he's like this.

Will you just drive me to the airport?

I know.

Okay, I'll drive myself then.

Troublemaker.

Oh, Frida.

I'll be gone for a couple of days. Look
after them, hmm? Don't you worry, Mr.

Daly.

I'll take him. No.

Just leave him there. He may go to
sleep.

Dex?

Honey, you didn't say goodbye.

Didn't I?

Oh, darling,

I'm sorry I can't go with you.

Oh, the joys of parenthood. I can't wait
till he starts with the measles and the

mumps and the chicken pox. Oh, now
listen, if it was something like that, I

wouldn't be such an idiot about it. It's
this tiny thing. Nobody knows what it

really is.

Not even the doctor's sure.

He sent me in such pain. Just listen to
him.

Dr. Beaumont, we're back.

I don't trust these cheerful fatherly
types like Brock.

Bex, I'm so worried.

Easy, sweetheart, easy.

The kid's got a bellyache, that's all.

I gotta go.

No, Dax.

I'll call you in the morning as soon as
I find out what hotel I'm staying at.

Honey, he'll be all right.

Just rely on Frida.

What are you doing?

What is that?

Something... Something I have for the
cramp fee. I thought I told you never to

give my baby anything without asking me.

It is what I give to all my little boys.

Well, you are not to give it to my
little boy. Is that understood?

Yeah, it is understood.

Yes, I want to place a person -to
-person call to Mrs.

Frank Muller in Bakersfield, California.

M -U -E -L -L -E -R.

No, I'm sorry, I don't have the number.
You'll have to get it from information.

Thank you.

Please hurry.

Yes, Frank Muller.

Are you sure?

No one by that name?

Thank you.

Operator, I want to place a call to the
George Callender residence in San

Francisco.

I don't have the number.

Thank you.

Yes, George Callender.

My number is 275 -4124. I'll speak with
anyone.

Okay. Please connect me.

Mrs. Callender? I'm sorry.

There's no one at home.

I'm the maid.

Oh?

Wouldn't you expect them back?

I'm not sure.

Would you care to leave a message?

Yes.

This is Mrs. Daly. I'm calling from Los
Angeles.

Oh, this is very important. Do you
suppose you could have them call me as

as they return?

My number is 275 -4124.

It's about the German nurse.

Hello? Yes, this is Mrs. Daly.

Mrs. Callender?

No, this is Christine Callender. My
brother and sister -in -law are out of

Oh.

Oh, I see. Do you expect them back soon?

No, I'm afraid not. They've gone away
for a rest.

Oh, yes, of course.

This is rather urgent.

Well, perhaps I can help you.

The message you left said something
about a German nurse.

Do you mean Gretchen Reuter?

Yes.

Well, she's going by a different name,
but I really think that... I'm terribly

afraid that woman is in my house.

What makes you think it's the same
woman, Mrs. Daly?

I can't possibly explain it all over the
phone, but I read the description in

the newspaper, and she fits it.

You see, she was my husband's nurse.

Years ago.

She came to work for us two weeks ago,
and she's been acting very strangely.

My husband's away. I'm here alone with
my baby, and that woman... Have you

called the police, Mrs. Daly?

Well, I can't call them until I'm
certain, don't you see? That's why I

you. I have to be sure.

Yes, well, perhaps I can help you. I
have a photo of her, one my brother

It's not very good, but it might help.

Yes, yes, of course. I'll send it out.

Airmail special delivery ought to reach
you sometime tomorrow.

Meantime, Mr. Daly, I would suggest you
be very careful.

You see, if this is the woman, she could
be very dangerous.

I wouldn't let her know that you suspect
anything or that you're upset.

You see, she's quite insane.

Daily? Yes.

I'm Christine Callan.

Oh.

Oh, yes, come in, please.

After I hung up, I got worried about
you.

All alone in this house with that woman.

I thought I'd better come down myself.

Where is she?

She's in her room.

Oh, dear, I was so sure when I called
you.

No, I... I don't know.

It just has to be her.

Well, if it isn't, we'll both feel
rather foolish.

Yeah?

Is it?

Yes.

What are you going to do?

What happened?

I locked her in the closet.

Did you tell her I was here?

What am I going to do?

What am I going to do?

If only Dex were here.

I guess I better call the police here.
Yeah, let me do that. You look after the

baby.

Operator?

Get me the police.

Hello?

I'm calling for Mrs. Dexter Daly.

328 Iskier Drive.

It's an emergency.

I believe we have the woman who poisoned
the calendar baby in San Francisco.

She's right here in the house.

Yes.

Will you send someone out immediately?

Hurry, please.

Well, now, all we need to do is wait for
the police to get here.

Shh, no, no, no, son, no.

Are you all right?

I'm fine.

Look, shouldn't you have something?

What? Is that coffee I found?

I'd love a cup, too, if it isn't too
much trouble.

Of course.

Forgive me, I'm sorry.

Here.

Let me take him.

May I?

Me.

What a darling.

I

wish

the police would get here.

Don't worry, my dear.

Everything will work out.

It always does.

You know, she was my husband's nurse for
years.

He always knew her as Frida.

Frida Schmidt.

Is her real name Gretchen Reuter, or
what?

Schmidt was her maiden name, I believe.

Her husband was Heinrich Reuter.

That I know.

She probably has two Christian names.
They usually do.

But Gretchen Reuter was the name on her
Social Security card.

Then she did have a Social Security
card.

She lied.

Do you know my husband would stake his
life on her?

Men are like that, my dear.

Just children.

Oh, yeah. Let me take him.

Such an adorable child.

Tiny. What a wallop they pack in those
little fists.

It must

have been

awful for your brother and his wife.

Shouldn't you let them know?

Why, I thought I told you that George
and Millie had gone off on a trip

somewhere.

They couldn't take anymore.

May I? Of course.

I don't blame them exactly.

You can imagine what it was like at that
house after the baby's death.

Oh, yes, I can.

Millie was no help at all.

She just fell apart.

I can understand that, too.

Of course, I warned you. You couldn't
rely on her.

You never should have married her.

You see, we were really very happy, just
the two of us living on in

Daddy's house.

George needed me to look after the
place, and of course he took care of the

financial worries.

We were really quite happy, you see.

And then she came along.

I warned George that...

That it was a mistake, that she was no
good.

But he wouldn't see it.

He married her anyway.

And then... And then the baby came.

It was sickening to watch them with that
baby.

The way they doted.

The next thing she wanted was a nurse to
look after the child.

I objected strongly, of course.

I reminded George of our own childhood
with that dreadful woman that Daddy had

hired to look after us.

A nurse?

Nurse?

She was more a tyrant, really.

We were both terrified of her.

You see, Daddy was aware a lot on
business, and we had no one to turn to.

She used to beat us.

I told George he could never be sure
about this Reuter person.

She might be the same type.

You see what happened, I was right.

How can anybody do a thing like that?

Poison a baby.

She'd have to really be insane, wouldn't
she?

Insane?

No.

No, no, I don't think so.

Not really.

you'd be surprised.

People hate to be pushed round, even by
those soft little hands.

They look so innocent, but they can ruin
your life.

They are so innocent, and yet they are
so powerful.

It was because of him that...

They asked me to leave.

Leave my own house, mind you.

I was in the way. He was more important.

Of course, I told George that I wouldn't
leave, that I needed time to find my

own home.

He understood that.

And then... And then Nanny started...

Telling the most dreadful stories about
me.

I'm sure she did.

It was very unpleasant.

It was then that George really asked me
to leave.

So you see what I mean about those tiny
little fists.

And the harm they can do.

You hated the baby. Hated?

Oh, no.

No, I didn't hate him.

I couldn't have loved him more if he'd
been mine.

But you just said... Did you hear that?

No, what?

It's her. She's trying to get out.

I didn't hear anything.

We mustn't let her escape.

But you can't escape. I locked her in.
No, we can't take any chances, you see.

We've got to be sure.

You can't trust Nanny.

She's apt to tell them the most terrible
stories about me.

And I can't have that.

I've got to take care of her.

No, wait.

Wait!

No, no, no.

Don't you think we should let the police
handle it when they get here?

The police?

Yes.

Oh, no.

Well, no.

They'd be no good at all.

They don't understand about things like
this.

Well, they might even let her go.

Oh, no.

No, I've got to handle Nanny by myself.

But they'll be here any minute.

No.

No, they won't. They're not coming.

I didn't call them.

Not really.

I was just pretending.

No, don't.

Oh, no. You mustn't try to stop me.

I've got to talk to Nanny.

Surely you must see that.

I knew you were there, Nanny.

You did?

I've been looking for you for a long
time, Nanny.

Well, now that you've found me,

You don't need that anymore.

Do you?

No, but... but I won't let you tell
brother what I did.

What was that?

I... I hid that bottle in your room,
Nanny.

After you left, I... I had to, you see,
because they...

They didn't want me any longer.

They wanted me to leave.

Even George.

It was unkind.

No!

Give it to me.

Christine?

No.

No, you'll only punish me if I do. I
won't.

I promise.

Cross your heart?

Cross my heart.

You... You won't tell Daddy?

Not a word.

Oh, no. No, I don't believe you.

You don't love me.

You don't love me.

You love the baby.

You all love the baby.

But the baby's gone now.

Yes, he's... He's gone.

So you must be good.

And... And then... Daddy will love me
again? Yes, dear.

And I love you.

You know that.

Do you, Nanny?

Really? Yes.

I do.

Oh, Nanny.

Nanny, don't punish me.

I didn't mean to be naughty.

I'm not going to punish you.

I'm sorry, Nanny.

I'm sorry.

I'm sorry.

I'm sorry.

I'm so sorry.

It's all right.

It's all right.

Nanny's here.

Our story ends happily for Frida and the
Daly family.

As for Christine, the authorities saw to
it that she was placed in a sanitarium

where she received psychiatric help.

My own story has taken a turn for the
better. I find I can face anything now.

have reached a new plateau of maturity.

Next week we shall return with another
story and more therapy.

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