All language subtitles for Alfred Hitchcock s03e13 Night Of The Execution.eng

Good evening.

This looks like a hand grenade, doesn't
it?

Please don't be frightened.

It really isn't a grenade. It's a music
box.

You see, if this were real, and I were
to pull the pin, I'd be blown to bits in

a few minutes.

But when I pull the pin on this one, we
shall hear the sweet strains of, I'm all

shook up.

Watch.

There must be something wrong.

Oh, it's all right. I just got the wrong
grenade.

The musical ones didn't have this
inscription on it. It says, whoever

this grenade, I love you.

While I stand here waiting for something
to happen, suppose you observe as our

drama unfolds.

The Harold case, acquittal.

The Rogers case, acquittal.

The Williams case. I fought for a
conviction in every one of them.

Warren, my dear boy, a prosecuting
attorney is like a racehorse.

It doesn't matter how hard he runs.
Either he wins most of the time or he's

out to pasture.

If I can't gallop into the homestretch
with this case, it may be my last race.

Warren, I'm your father -in -law. I'm
deeply concerned about your future. But

woman has been murdered in her kitchen
and you'd think a circus had come to

town. Sidney, wouldn't you say that I've
proved Rodman guilty?

Absolutely from every legal aspect.

But a jury doesn't want only logic.

They want passion. The public doesn't
want only argument.

It wants theatrics.

Surely you're not asking me to put on a
performance.

It's not up to me to ask you anything,
my boy.

But I do know one thing.

You send Rodman to the chair and you
ensure your political future. But I've

already been promised the nomination for
district attorney.

Well, there's a large group of boys down
at City Hall that would like to see

Vance on the ticket for DA instead of
you.

Vance?

I know, I know. He's five years younger.
He hasn't half your experience.

But he has charm and assurance.

And he's not afraid to use any cheap
trick to make a jury laugh or cry.

That is it, isn't it?

I know people talk about him on street
corners. How many people know your name

well enough to recognize it on a ballot
come election time?

Okay, Sidney.

Okay, if that's what they want, I'll put
on a show for them.

There's one more thing.

It concerns Doreen.

Doreen?

Since the day you two were married, I've
never interfered in...

Well... Go ahead, Sidney, please.

She came to see me last night. She
seemed rather unhappy.

Do you know why?

No, she didn't say.

She'd be furious if she knew I even
dropped a hint.

Sidney, if you have even the faintest
idea... She loves you very much, Warren.

Naturally, she has your success at
heart.

But the fact that you haven't gotten to
the top as quickly as you'd hoped...

Well, that's just a guess on my part.

Doreen's been a great help to me.

Perhaps I've said too much.

If I have, I'm sorry.

But this may be your last chance,
Warren, politically.

You've got to get a conviction.

The judge is ready.

All right, I'm coming.

Ladies and gentlemen, you now have the
incontrovertible facts.

Each of you must look into his own
conscience and admit that if this man

is allowed to leave the courtroom scot
-free, then murder is being rewarded by

toleration. And so the state demands
that Rodman be punished to the full

of the law.

Cold -blooded, premeditated murder is
the most heinous of human crimes.

This killer of the woman he promised to
cherish.

This slayer of his maiden life must not
be allowed to seek the respite of a

prison.

So I demand a death sentence.

You will return one of three verdicts.

Guilty of murder in the first degree,
guilty of murder with a recommendation

life imprisonment, or acquittal. The
jury will now retire to consider the

evidence.

Oh, there he is.

Oh, hi, boys.

Oh, Mr. Vance.

Oh, no, Charlie.

Can't quote me in that paper of yours.

Off the record?

Well, off the record, I have to hand it
to Selby. He was trying his best to make

a show during the summation.

A matter of poor timing?

You know, too little, too late. Oh, I
saw a couple of jurymen with their eyes

open.

But they were crying when the defense
worked them over.

No, gentlemen, I'm afraid Selby has lost
again. Don't be too certain, Vance.

Anyone want to bet?

Jimmy Yard?

Oh, come now, gentlemen. No gambling in
the halls of justice.

But I'll tell you what I'll do.

I'll buy you both a drink at Gallagher.

Follow me.

I think I'd like the divan covered with
this.

Warren, what was the verdict?

The jury's still out.

Where are you?

Gallagher's.

The jury may be out for hours.

Noreen, will you come?

Yes, dear.

Sorry I'm late.

Traffic was just off.

What do you want?

Martini? No, I don't think so right now.

Oh, why don't you relax?

Everything is going to be fine.

I wish I was sure.

I felt pretty confident until this
morning.

Sidney spoke to me.

What did he say?

He seemed a little worried about my
nomination for district attorney.

He seemed to think everything depends on
this case.

He upset you. I'm sorry.

Doreen, I know I haven't come up as fast
as you and your father thought I would.

But please be patient with me.

Now, Warren, I... I really believe in
you.

Do you?

Do you think I'd be sitting here if I
didn't?

Now, someday your name's going to be
important in this state.

All you need is just the...

A chance to prove yourself politically.

Just don't tell him how far you can go.

Well, hello, lovebird. Oh, Hank.

Hello, Hank. How are you? Nice to see
you. Have my fingers crossed.

Thank you, Hank.

It's like old times, isn't it? Sweating
it out.

Remember the three of us sitting out the
Astley trial?

Seven hours, that jury argued, and then
that Astley ghost got free. Well, Hank,

you know, I think this time Warren's
jinx is broken.

You just wait and see.

Let's hope so.

If anyone's obviously guilty, it's
Rodman.

Good luck.

Thank you, Hank.

Mr. Selby?

Yes? How long before the jury gives its
verdict?

I don't know.

Will it be guilty?

I think I proved Rodman guilty, but I
don't know.

Selby? The jury's sent word it's reached
the verdict.

What do you know? Less than two hours.
Mr. Selby, I have something important to

say to you.

Mr. Selby, please.

Mr. Selby, it's very important.

Mr. Selby, I...

Now listen to this one.

I am dining on the biggest black crow in
town.

Congratulations on the Rodman
conviction, Van.

Oh, I'm so proud of you. You know you're
going to be governor someday?

Delusions of grandeur.

No, the district attorney's office is
the first step to the governor's match.

We better make one step at a time.

Still harming planning ahead.

You'd be the most beautiful governor's
lady in the history of the world. Do you

know that?

Warren.

Mm -hmm.

Now, before we start your fall campaign
for the A, why don't we

take a vacation?

We haven't been to Europe since our
honeymoon.

Where do you want to go?

Italy?

Rome?

How about Florence?

How about a little green stucco hotel on
the Via del Sordo?

You know how much I love you.

Let's not answer it, John.

Whoever it is, I'll get rid of him.

Yeah? You remember me, Mr. Selby?

Could I speak to you?

Not tonight.

Why don't you come to see me at the
office tomorrow morning? Please.

Only for a minute.

It's very important.

All right.

Come on in.

This is my wife, Mr... Barnes.

Ed Barnes.

I'd like to talk kind of in private, Mr.
Selby.

No. No, no, honey.

Mr. Barnes, anything that you want to
discuss with me, you can discuss in

of Mrs. Selby.

If you'll come to the point quickly,
please.

That man you just convicted.

Rodman, what about him? I've been in
Florida for a couple of months.

I didn't read a paper or hear a radio or
nothing.

Then when I come back, he's already on
trial.

I didn't know what to do.

You can see that, can't you? See what?

I should have come to you sooner, but I
was scared.

About what?

Then yesterday, when you were summing up
to the jury, I made up my mind I'd talk

to you.

Because this guy Rodman, well, he's kind
of young.

What is he, 34?

I'm past 60.

Florence.

Yes, Mr. Barnes, either it makes sense
or you'll have to leave.

But I need your advice, something awful.

For heaven's sakes, about what?

Rodman didn't kill his wife.

I did.

Can I get you another drink?

Please.

Gosh, I'm sorry.

I kind of upset your wife barging in
like this, huh?

That's all right.

Now, about this preposterous tale of
yours.

It's true.

I can't let another guy die for
something I did.

I proved Rodman guilty beyond any shadow
of a doubt.

Why you want to come here with your
story, I don't know.

Or do I care?

Because it's a lie from start to finish.
If it's a lie, Mr. Selby, a bright

lawyer like you could catch me.

Why don't you ask me questions, huh?
That's exactly what I intend to do.

Let's get to your story right now.

I was hitchhiking east the 14th of July.

The 10th of July.

Go on.

I got a lift into Wilford.

I was walking around town trying to
figure to get food, a job, anything.

Then I saw this big fancy house.

A big brick house on the corner. A white
wooden house on top of a hill.

Am I right?

I knocked on the back door.

This nice lady answered.

She didn't have no job for me, but she
gave me a sandwich.

What was she wearing?

Something blue.

I wondered when you were going to slip
up.

She was wearing a pink dress.

It won't do no good.

It was blue.

All right, go on, get on with it. While
she was gone, I looked around the jars

in the cupboards for dough.

She came back, caught me at it, and got
sore.

She didn't yell or nothing, but I knew
she meant trouble.

That's when I did it.

I went off my head.

How did you do it?

Well, just those, just those.

A black scarf on the back of a chair.

No, no. I remember now. It was tan.

A tan scar.

But why were your fingerprints never
found?

I wiped them off.

Look, ask yourself.

Would I be sitting here talking like
this if I didn't do it?

It took a lot out of me to come here,
Mr. Selby.

I know a big man like you wouldn't want
to send an innocent man. I proved Rodman

guilty.

But I killed her.

Warren. Father's on the phone. He wants
to talk to you. No, not now, dear. Tell

him I'll call him back.

Darling, it's very important.

Why don't you take it in the bedroom?

Yes, Sidney?

Yes, there's going to be that vacancy in
the Sixth Ward, and the boys all think

that you should run for U .S.
representative.

Yes, isn't that fine?

Yes.

No, couldn't we have lunch tomorrow?

Fine. Good night.

Well... It was the Rodman case that did
it.

I guess when you won that case, they
could see what...

Father and I had been insisting all
along it was true.

The people's choice.

That's right.

And when they want you down at the hall,
you're in.

I can't accept now.

Why not?

Well, you heard that old man.

He killed Mrs. Rodman.

Warren, that's, uh... That's an old
drunk.

I can't let an innocent man go to the
chair knowing somebody else did it.

I've got to ask for his pardon first
thing tomorrow.

Darling, this is... This is running for
Congress.

This is what you've always wanted, isn't
it? That was before Barnes showed up.

I can't let Rodman go to the chair.

Well, he's guilty.

I don't care what the old man says.

What if he isn't?

Look, Warren, I...

You see, darling, it's... It's Rodman or
us.

You know, this could be the beginning
of... Everything you ever wanted.

All right.

All right.

Mr. Barnes, you're going to need another
drink for what you're going to go

through.

What do you mean?

You just confessed to a murder.

You understand that, don't you?

I don't get it.

This paper's blank.

That's for your confession.

I'll fill in the rest later.

Oh.

I don't know.

What did you think you were going to get
for a murder?

A gold medal?

A pat on the back?

A free ticket home?

I guess I didn't think about it.

I just kept thinking about that guy
who's innocent.

What did you think they were going to do
to you?

Jail. I'm old. Rodman's young.

It's only right they should let him go
and put me in jail.

You think you're going to spend the rest
of your days playing checkers in some

prison cell?

Well, you're dead wrong, Mr. Barnes.
You're no better than Rodman. They're

to burn you. Burn me?

Prison? Yes, but not that.

2 ,000 volts and they give it to you for
three minutes just to make sure.

No, I won't sign.

I didn't mean what I said.

Operator, give me the police.

What are you doing?

Putting you in the chair instead of
Rodman. No.

No. No, don't do it.

It's not true.

I didn't kill her.

It's a lie.

It's all a lie.

That's right, Mr. Barnes. It's a lie.
It's all a lie from start to finish, and

never saw you before in my life, did I?

All right, get out of here.

Thank you. Thank you, Mr. Sullivan.

I didn't know what they'd do to me. All
right, get out of here.

Go on, get out of here.

Well, it's brand new. It cost you a
fortune.

No, no.

No more elbow lifting. It's 7 .30. It's
time for you to get ready.

Ready?

Do you remember Father's taking us to
the governor's testimonial dinner?

I wonder what Rodman's having for
dinner.

Why don't you go and shave? I'll lay
your things out.

I can't go.

Of course you can go.

Our father will cheer you up. He always
does.

Come on.

Only an hour and a half left.

Warren, you promised not to think about
that.

Know something?

You really need a shave.

An hour and a half left to live and you
didn't even do it. Now listen to me.

Rodman killed his wife.

You presented that evidence brilliantly.

The jury found him guilty and you got a
conviction.

And I'm proud of you. So is father.

Now, would you please get dressed?

Would you please go without me?

Darling, I don't want to leave you
alone.

I want to be alone.

I'd rather be alone.

I'll be all right.

Well, Warren, I... I mean, I can't keep
Father waiting. He's... He's one of the

principal speakers.

All right.

I'll be home just as soon as I can.

All right.

What are you doing here?

The door was unlocked.

Every single day I tried to forget.

There was no use.

Yesterday I hitchhiked here. I couldn't
stay away no more.

There's only a few minutes, Mr. Selby. I
told you not to come here.

There's only a few minutes left, Mr.
Selby.

That's right.

At nine o 'clock it'll all be over. But
there's still time.

I thought it all out. I'm willing to
die. You got to call the governor.

Wouldn't be any use.

But I'm going to try.

Stay away from that phone. Stay away
from that phone!

I did it.

What happened?

What was old Barnes doing here?

Do you know him?

Why, of course.

I had no old Barnes anywhere.

When I was on the bench, he was always
confessing to murder.

He'd study the evidence and then claim
he did it.

A bit touched, but harmless.

Warren, why did you do it?

Thus, as it so often happens,

a life is ruined.

A promising career is nipped in the bud.

All because of one mistake made in the
heat of the moment.

There's a lesson here for all you good
folk.

Just one mistake.

If Warren had only killed his wife
first, he would have gotten away with

I'm sure you're wondering what happened
to the grenade.

A little grey -haired old lady came by
selling apples.

And I managed to slip the grenade into
her basket.

By now, she should be selling
applesauce.

She very kindly gave me this. However, I
just don't feel hungry.

How shocking.

She gave me a grenade disguised as an
apple. It's getting so you can't trust

anyone these days.

At any rate... We shall be back another
time to explore further the dark

alleyways of human behavior.

Until then, good night.

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