All language subtitles for Play Misty for Me 1971 Eng

Hey, hey, hey! You're digging
the master jock for solid rock.

Sweet Al Monte blasting, babies.

Being bold and pouring coal on station
KRML in quaint little Carmel-by-the-Sea.

And we're right next door
to magnificent Monterey,

home of the annual jazz festival.

And don't forget, even though it's four months
away, you got to get your tickets, Jim,

because they're going fast
and they can't last.

All right, now. The time is 7:54
and there's a breeze of 50 degrees

around your ever-loving hips, and the
weatherman says we have a taste of fog.

I say we got a bowl of soul, and if you
think your heart can take it, whoo!

Come fly higher with The Heavy!

Now we're gonna wrap it up
for the week, folks.

A brand new release from the funk
capital of the world, Squeeze Me.

Uh-oh. Here he comes, the big
"D" himself, Dave Garver.

Dave, people, is gonna bring you
five hours of mellow groove.

So, in the meantime,
this is Sweet Al Monte saying

hang in there, babies, because
everything is going to be everything.

Bye.

Hey, what's that letter you got there?
Is that that Frisco gig?

Yeah.

All right, so what's happening?

They want the usual thing.
A biography, pictures.

Oh, really? Is that
that Madge Brenner chick?

Yeah, she's the one
putting it together.

Well, in that case,
David, you're in.

How do you figure that?

Now, David, come on, man.
Are you kidding?

Hey, she's a grandmother.

Well, so when did
that ever stop you?

Hey, man. You better get a move on.
I already played your theme.

Yeah, I heard it.
You're a real human being.

And you're on the air, baby.

All right.

"Men have destroyed
the roads of wonder

"And their cities
squat like black toads

"In the orchards of life
nothing is clean or real

"Or as a girl, naked to
love or be a man with"

This is Dave Garver with a
little verse, a little talk

and five hours of music to be
very, very nice to each other by.

KRML, Dave Garver speaking.

Hello?

Hi, what'll it be?

Play Misty for me.

Misty, huh?

We have that right on the play rack.
Thanks for calling.

I see you got your little Misty chick
calling you again. All righty.

- Swing low.
- You take it easy now, huh?

See you in the a.m.

KRML, Dave Garver.

Hi, Murphy.

Oh. Hi, Dave.
No messages for you.

No?

Heard your show tonight.

Yeah?

Well, it sure beats hell
out of working for a living.

Thanks for the plug.

What are friends for?

Bartender.

Coke? Coming right up.

Uh-uh.

She's waiting for someone.

You sure?

That's what she says. Guys have
been striking out all night.

One game?

Cry Bastion?

What else?

Okay, coach.
You asked for it.

Don't take all night. Move.

Okay.

Move.

Palfrey's Gambit.

Dirty rat.

Are we playing Copenhagen rules?

Make it easy on yourself, Murph.

Cry Bastion.

Sorry, no Bastion.

Damn, I didn't see that.

It's too bad, Murphy. Too bad.

Careful now.

That ought to do it.

Be really careful now.

Careful.

Hi.

He doesn't see it.

Oh, yeah?

Cry Bastion.

Fool's ploy, my man.
Fool's ploy.

Care to play the winner?

I'll just watch.

My name is Dave Garver.

Evelyn Draper.

Sit down, Evelyn Draper?

- Care for a drink?
- Okay.

- What'll it be?
- Surprise me.

Screwdriver.

Nice game. Congratulations.

Thank you.

What happened?

I won.

How? When?

When you said, "Okay."

I ought to be mad.

But you're not.

Not really.

Well, it certainly was nice of
you to bring me home, Mr...

Garver?

That's right.

I don't think I've been stood up on a date
since the ninth grade back in Albany.

Is something wrong?

No. I keep getting the feeling
I know you from someplace.

You do?

Here. Why don't you let me do that?

Oh, no, no. That's all right.
I've got it.

Why don't you see if you
can get the fire started?

There are some matches
right next to it.

All right.

It's getting late. You're
sure I'm not keeping you up?

No. I rarely get to bed
before 3:00 a.m.

I didn't have a date tonight.

I went there because you talk about
it on your program sometimes.

And I wanted to meet you.

I listen to you all the time.

I knew somebody was out there.

You're making fun of me.

No, I'm not.

Say something else, huh?

Such as?

"Play Misty for me"?

Very good.

You sure I'm not keeping you up?

Don't you like me?

You're a very nice girl.

But who needs nice girls?

No, I like them.

I'm kind of hung up on one.

And you don't want
to complicate your life.

That's exactly right.

Well, neither do I.

But that's no reason we shouldn't sleep
together tonight, if we feel like it.

Solid silicone.

Hi, ho, David, my man!
How you been, baby?

See you got the joint cleaned
up for once. The Heavy digs it.

Care for a beer?

No, not really. I could go
for something more uplifting,

but not a brew, David.
Not a brew, my man.

Beer is all we've got. Hey, Al,
you're gonna have to ease on out.

I got a heck of a lot
of work to do today.

Yeah, but you don't understand, man.
I've been sent over here to get you.

By whom?

That old chick I go with.
What's her name?

- Carol?
- Yeah, that's the one.

Girl thinks you've been
working too hard, man.

She said we should get
together and go out tonight.

Blast the town open a little taste.

Who's this "we"?

Me, you, her and one of them
hens that you can dig up.

Man, there is a fantastic new Mexican
place in Carmel called Susinos.

And the albondigas soup is not to
be believed. It is a mind-bender...

I know the joint, but I don't have a
date, and I got a lot to do, really.

Big deal, man. Get one!

Look. If you have any problems getting one,
I'll get one for you, as nice as I look.

It's too late, and besides,
I've got a lot of work to do.

Hey, man, but you gotta eat, David.

Yes, well, I'm gonna whip up something
right here in my own kitchen.

You know, David, I'm really
worried about your social life.

You know something, you're gonna
make somebody a tremendous mother.

Too narrow in the pelvis.

I sure appreciate you dropping by, Al.
Come by again sometime, anytime.

Never let it be said that Sweet
Al Monte can't take a hint.

- Who's hinting?
- Hi.

Why, hi there, yourself.

Dave Garver live here?

Well, that depends
on your point of view.

Oh, hi.

This stuff weighs a ton.
Where's the kitchen?

Right inside. Just come
on in and help yourself.

- Swing right around the bend there.
- Thank you.

I know, David, she's
from Chicken Delight.

Look, don't work too hard, my man.

Don't strain yourself.

How come you don't have any beer?

And what is this?
A shrunken head?

Who was that guy?
Does he live here?

- Hey, look. I wanted...
- I hope you like steak.

- I thought you look like a
steak-and-potatoes type.
- Hang on.

I said to myself, a nice green
salad with Roquefort and tomatoes,

and baked potato with...

What's going on here?

Don't send me away.

No, I want to ask you a question.

I just wanted to surprise you.

Surprise?

What happens if he and I
had been talking business?

Or maybe I have female
company or something,

and you come traipsing in
with an armload of groceries?

That would be some surprise.

I'm sorry.

Why don't you keep that stuff?
I think I've lost my appetite.

Hang on a minute.

I'm just trying to tell you
something, that's all.

I don't understand. Should I go or
should I stay? What do you want?

I'm trying to tell you that there's a
telephone, and I pick it up and I dial it.

You answer and I say,
"Hey, what are you doing?"

And I say,
"I'll be right over."

Fine. Next time,
why don't we do it that way?

Okay. Any way you like. Next time.

How do you like your steak?

Extremely rare.

That's just how I like mine.
Extremely rare.

I'll get some wine.
Here. A little vino.

Vino! All this
and heaven, too!

Wow! Terrific!

This is gonna be some dinner.

Hey, what happened to that
discussion we had last time?

You know, the deal
about no strings and all that?

There are no strings,
but I never said anything

about not coming back
for seconds, did I?

That's right. You didn't.

When will I see you?

I'll give you a call.

Dave, you're funny.

How's that?

If you want to keep playing
these games, okay,

but they're really not
necessary anymore, not for me.

Hey! People trying to sleep here!

People are trying to talk here!

How'd you like to
tell it to the law?

How'd you like
to go screw yourself?

Hey! Take it easy! Guy's just
trying to sleep, that's all.

You're right.

It's a terrific morning.
Why be selfish with it?

Bye-bye.

Hey, wait a minute!

Yeah?

Oh.

Excuse me, I saw the sweater, and
I thought you were somebody else.

Oh, you must be David.

Where have you been?

Oh, around.

I was trying to join the revolt
against the representational.

Didn't quite make that, though.

So now I'm just
trying to play it cool.

Not quite making that, either.

Got time for a break?

- Yeah.
- Let's go.

When did you get in town?

Yesterday.

You weren't gonna call me?

Of course I was.
I had to get settled first.

Well, you shouldn't lend your
sweaters to blabbermouths.

You've gotten thinner.

Oh, no!

Well, so much for Sausalito.

- Sausalito?
- That's where I was staying.

- Jay Jay's place.
- Jay Jay's place?

Oh, it's nothing much, really.

It's just a little pied-à-terre,
but it's handy to the fleet.

You told me you didn't
know where she was.

So I lied. Picket me.

Thanks a lot.

Listen, stud, it wasn't my idea.

You should have caught her act.

The whole Bette Davis,
through-finished-kaput scene.

And at 3:00 a.m.

Come on, Jay Jay.
He's exaggerating.

Well, I'll check with Malcolm. Maybe
I can get you the afternoon off.

What happened, pussycat?

He ran into Anjelica.
She told him I was back.

That bitch should be hung by the thumbs
or something equally appropriate.

It's all set up.

Let's go.

Oh, well, it's nothing
personal, really.

It's just that I happen to think
she could be a first-rate artist

if her damned hormones didn't
keep getting in the way.

There's not much
he can do about that.

He could kill himself.

Jay Jay, why don't you
go cruise some sailors, huh?

Oh, please, don't mention seafood.

Come on.

I really missed this place.

I missed you.

You'd do me a big favor if you
didn't say things like that.

Why is that?

I don't know. Somehow it
brings out the worst in me.

It makes me want to say things
like, "How's that redhead?"

What?

The redhead, the one who
worked in the bookstore.

She went back to
Berkeley or whatever.

Oh, that's too bad.

You always have that blonde from
Santa Barbara to fall back on.

If that's the phrase I'm looking
for, and I think it probably is.

What are we gonna do? Go through
a whole list? Is that it?

Who's got that kind of time?

I just don't know if
I'm up to it anymore.

Up to what?

Those nights sitting and waiting for you
to finish your program and come by.

Nights when it would
start to get late

and I'd start to think,

"I wonder if he's run himself off a cliff.
Or maybe he's run into a blonde."

There was a time when I started
rooting for the accident, you know.

I mean, if it was a choice
between that and a blonde.

You know how secure
you make me feel.

Oh, I didn't wish you
anything too serious.

Just a couple of
months in traction.

You're all heart.

You know, the thing I hate the most in
the whole world is a jealous female,

and that's what
I was getting to be.

That's why I had to split.

I was starting to be one of
my most unfavorite people.

I hated it.
I know you did, too.

That still works, anyway.

Too well, sometimes.

What does that mean?

I mean, there's a little spot in the
middle of each day, just about your size.

Well, there's lots of girls my
size, if you're really looking.

I'm not. That's what
I'm trying to tell you.

You mean you've given up girls?

I haven't exactly been the monk of
the month or anything like that,

but I have been making an effort.

Boy, there must be a real
consternation among those gropies.

That's "groupies," isn't it?

I don't know.
Groupies, gropies.

You know, you've got to be fair.
It hasn't just been my fault.

Listen, I know.
They kept overpowering you.

You get a little bit of
the blame, too, you know.

You and that parade of roommates that
keep moving in and out of your place.

I didn't realize they
were such a trial to you.

What trial? I enjoyed it.

You and I sitting
in front of the fireplace,

and then some chick sitting there with
a bathrobe on, eating Fig Newtons.

What about the one
with the St. Bernard?

She was a real winner.
She took up enough space.

And then that other one, the one
that took the flute lessons.

Yeah, well maybe it was
a little rough on you.

I can think of a thousand reasons
why we should try again.

I've got about seven
million things to do.

What do you think? You want
to try for a new start,

right from the letter "A"?

What am I gonna do with you?

A lot.

Oh, hi. Excuse me.

Hi.

You've met Anjelica, my...

Roommate. Yes.

I think I'll drive into Carmel and see
if I can't find some cleaning solvent.

There's plenty under the sink.

Okay.

This house ought to
have a revolving door.

You know when my father left me
this house, he left me payments.

I can't handle that
expense by myself,

and most girls find the
isolation is too much for them.

It's a long way from town.

I know.

I better get back to work.

Thanks.

That's it, "Thanks"?

Four months in Sausalito
is a long time.

I am not gonna get back on that
same old merry-go-round again.

What do I have to do, give
you a notarized statement?

I need a couple of
more days to try and

figure out where I'm at.

Okay. You get your bearings, and then
you'll give me a call, all right?

Hi, Murph.

Oh, hi, Dave.

Sardine Factory.

Dave Garver?

You said this is Evelyn?

No.

Sorry, you've just missed him.

What do you mean?

He's gone. He's not here.

I think you'd better look again.

Believe me, you just missed him.

Now, if you're interested in someone a
little more suave and sophisticated,

I'll be happy to...

That's what I get for
being a dirty old man.

There's a message for you, a Madge
somebody from San Francisco.

- Brenner?
- Yeah, that's it.

Al Monte gave her this number.

"Received pictures and biography.

"Please send a two-hour tape of
your show as soon as possible."

Hey, thanks, Murph.

Don't mention it.

I can't tell you how thrilled I
am to be your social secretary.

You will put that on my tab?

Surprise!

What are you doing here?

It was funny. I was calling you
from that phone booth over there,

and he was telling me you'd left, and
I was staring right at your car.

Isn't that funny?

Yeah, kind of funny.

Why didn't you take my call?

Where does it say that
I gotta drop what I'm doing

and answer the phone
every time it rings?

Do you know your nostrils flare out
into little wings when you're mad?

It's kind of cute.

Come on, Evelyn.
I gotta go.

I'd love a Coke.

Not tonight. I gotta
get to the station.

No, you don't.

Hey, you're talking to your number
one fan. You don't work tonight.

I've got this show
that I'm trying to set,

and it happens to be
a very important show to me.

That means I gotta pick the music,
I got to write the lead-ins

and I gotta find some poetry.
Now come on, will you?

Poetry?

Let me help you.
I'm terrific with poetry.

- I know all kinds by heart.
- Not tonight!

Does he want his keys?

Come on, Evelyn.

Speak. Come on!

God!

Good boy! Let's hear it. Come on.

Come on.
Give me my keys.

- Come on. Give me the keys.
- Come on.

Give me the keys, God damn it!

Having some trouble, lady?

Get lost!

Yeah, get lost, assholes!

Yeah, let's split. He's got
enough trouble already.

Yeah. Excuse me.

Bye. See you later.

Hi. Get all your work done?

What do you want, Evelyn?

One Coke?

I'll tell you, tonight
I'm really whipped.

What time is it?

Time for me to go home.

Go back to sleep.

Hey, I've got an idea.

What's that?

Some night this week,
after the show,

corned beef and potato salad,
dill pickles, the whole bit.

My place. Deal?

I'll call you.

Thursday's good for me.

Oh, shit.

And now from KRML, the
big-band sounds of Dee Barton.

Here's a fresh reel of
tape for your air check.

You want me to thread it up?

No, leave it here. Thanks.

All right. I think I will go out and hit
the streets, but before doing that,

I will blow me a little number.
Would you care to partake, my man?

Take it in the other room,
will you?

I get zonked just
breathing the air around here.

All right, be that way.

Al?

Yeah?

Do you ever find yourself

being completely
smothered by somebody?

Anybody I know?

Yeah, you met her
at my house the other day.

Ooh! Chicken Delight!

Well, that's what I call a
pretty good smothering, cousin.

You start a relationship thinking
you're gonna be completely honest,

and all of a sudden the whole
thing gets out of hand.

Yeah, well, what's the problem?

The problem is I've been trying
to un-complicate my life,

and now I can't even
answer the doorbell.

Besides, Tobie's back.

Oh, really? Tobie? When?

Iran into her Sunday.

That was a goody.

Hey, I'll tell you
the truth, David.

I've always thought that Tobie was one
of the foxiest chicks on the peninsula.

And why you gotta have so much action,
I just don't understand it, anyway.

You know what I mean?

It's just a hang-up I have, or had.

But now that I seem to have
that all straightened away,

I can't seem to solve
this other problem.

Well, you know what
they always say, my man.

No. What?

"He who lives by the sword
shall die by the sword."

Don't let the door hit you
in the ass on the way out.

Later.

We'll have more smooth
sounds in just one minute.

But first, at 10 minutes to the
hour, we're broadcasting from KRML

in the Carmel Rancho
Shopping Center,

home of the Buccaneer,
the man's boutique.

KRML, Dave Garver speaking.

The whole point in having
an answering service

is to call them once in a while and
see if you've got any messages.

Hi, Evelyn. What's happening?

What could be happening, darling?
You're not here yet.

"Yet"?

I hope you like pastrami, because
they didn't have any corned beef.

Now, wait a minute.
Just hold on.

Are you trying to tell me you
forgot that we have a date tonight?

I thought I was supposed
to call you on that.

It's just that I feel
kind of silly sitting here

in my brand-new lounging pajamas.

I just assumed...

Apparently, I assumed wrong.

That's right.
You assumed wrong.

You don't have to come over, Dave, if
you've got something better to do.

No, that's all right, I'll
be over in a little while.

You and I are gonna
have to have a talk.

Whatever you say.

In the meantime, haven't
you forgotten something else?

What's that?

Weren't you gonna
play Misty for me?

Yeah. I have that one right here.

Thank you, darling.

And now we have a pretty one for
lonely lovers on a cool, cool night.

It's the great Erroll Garner
classic, Misty.

And this one is
especially for Evelyn.

Just a second.

Come in.

Hi.

Hi.

- Cold night, huh?
- Yeah.

But you got here
anyway. Stout fella.

Look, Evelyn, there's something
we're gonna have to get straight.

It's amazing what a man will go
through for a hot pastrami sandwich.

Now look...

Wait a minute. You haven't
told me how nice I look.

You look fine.

The lady at the store
guaranteed you'd flip.

Now, listen. Can we talk?

Wait.

First...

Surprise.

Don't you like them?

Yeah, they're great, but...

Don't spoil my fun, darling.
I love to give you things.

It's Madame Butterfly time.

First, friendly neighborhood
geisha remove honorable shoes.

Stop it, Evelyn!

Now, we've gotta talk!

Have I done something wrong?

I'm just trying to be
straight with you, that's all.

Be nice to me instead.

Jesus Christ!

I don't understand.

Are you trying to say
you don't love me anymore?

I never told you that I loved you.

Not in words, maybe,

but, Dave, there are lots of ways of saying
things that have nothing to do with words.

I'm sorry you read it that way.

It's that other bitch, isn't it?

What are you talking about?

The picture in the
silver frame in your dresser.

Look, that picture has got
nothing to do with you.

What does have to do with me?

I never lied to you.

Big deal.
He never lied to me.

What do you want for that? The
Congressional Medal of Honor?

So long.

What am I supposed to do?

Sit here all dressed up
in my little whore suit,

waiting for my lord
and master to call?

Nobody asked you
to wait for anything.

You're not dumping me,
buster blue eyes.

Get off my back, Evelyn!

Get off your back? That's where
you've been keeping me, isn't it?

You're nothing!
You're not even good in bed!

I just felt sorry
for you, that's all!

Bastard! You poor,
pathetic bastard!

- Hello?
- I'm sorry.

I didn't mean those things I said.

Will I see you tomorrow?

You don't listen, do you?

Oh, let me come over. If I could
just see you, just talk to you.

No, Evelyn.

But I love you, David.
I love you.

David, if I could just...

What's the matter?

Nothing. Why?

No, come on.

You haven't heard one word
I've been saying to you.

Yes, I have. I've heard
everything you said.

You did, huh?
All right, tell me.

You don't believe me, huh?

Go ahead.

Okay, wise chick.

We're supposed to go to a party
at Big Sur tomorrow night,

and I'm supposed to
meet you there at 9:00.

And the address is...

I didn't tell you that.

See how you are?

I don't know myself yet. I'll
call you tomorrow about it, okay?

Okay.

You call me tomorrow.

Honey, we better go.

We're just getting
to the best part.

Yeah, but I've got to
pick Anjelica up at 6:00.

God! How the pain is setting in.

Come on.
She's a very nice girl.

Anyway, she's moving out tonight.

Now, that's about the best
news that I've heard in years.

And Madalyn's moving in.

Madalyn?

Shit.

What's going on?

Don't tell me it was asleep!

What else at this
hour of the morning?

Oh, I'm surprised his
conscience was that clear!

What do you want, Evelyn?

"What do you want, Evelyn?"
What do you want?

Do I have to want something?

Can't I just come over?
Or is it inconvenient?

- Now, wait just a...
- Could it be I make a boo-boo?

Could it be that someone has been
sleeping in Papa Bear's bed?

Wait a minute, God damn it!

Come out, come out,
wherever you are!

I thought...

Oh, God, don't look
at me that way, Dave.

I just don't know
what to say to you.

I'm sorry I mistrusted you. I should have
known you'd never do anything spoil it.

To spoil what?

What we have between us.

We don't have a goddamn
thing between us.

Now, how many ways am I gonna
have to say this to you?

I don't care how many ways
you say it. It's not true!

What do I have to
do to convince you?

It's not true!

It's not!

What are you doing?

I'm gonna get dressed and
drive you home, that's what.

Why are you playing these games? Why
are you pretending you don't love me?

I don't even believe
I'm hearing this.

But I love you!

You haven't got the vaguest
idea what love is.

We don't even know each other.

Wait a minute.

You don't have to do that.
I'm okay. I can drive home.

Are you sure?

Positive. I'm fine.

Let me just wash my face, huh?

You ready?

You okay?

Evelyn?

Evelyn?

Oh, no.

How's she gonna be?

Well, I sutured the wounds.

It wasn't quite
as bad as it looked.

It couldn't have been.

You know, Dave, I'm supposed
to turn a report in on this.

But you won't.
You see, Tobie's back.

I'd rather be the one to tell her,

and not have her read it
in the paper somewhere.

I didn't know that. I'll tell Marie.
We'll do the spaghetti number.

Somebody gonna
be around here today?

Me. I'll be here.

I bombed her out pretty good.

Better let her sleep it off
before you take her home.

And how long will that be?

It's hard to say. Why?

I'd like to take Tobie out tonight.

No problem.

She'll wake up sometime
this afternoon, 5:00 or so.

Is she gonna be all right?

Well, the cuts were really
pretty superficial.

I mean, do you think
she'll try it again?

Chances are against it.
But I'd watch her.

I wouldn't leave her alone if she seems
unusually depressed or insecure.

Better get some sleep yourself.
You look like hell.

Call me if you need me.

Hey, thanks, Frank.
I really appreciate it.

How are you feeling?

Okay. Fine.

Here.

Thank you.

Brought you a little soup.

It looks good.

I don't know what to say.

It frightens me thinking about it.

Well, don't think about it.

Oh, I don't mean me.
I mean you.

"Girl commits suicide
in disc jockey's home."

It's not very good publicity
for a man in your position.

Get some rest. As soon as you
feel better, I'll take you home.

Thank you, David.

I got your clothes hung up
in the closet there.

Maybe you better answer the phone.

Yeah. I'll get it
in the other room.

Hello.

Hi. Hey I just wanted to check.
We still on for tonight?

Yeah, I'm all dressed and ready to go.
What time is the party?

Well, Madalyn's already left, and
she won't be back for a long time,

and I was just thinking...

Would you be terribly disappointed

if we didn't go to the party
and just stayed here instead?

Well, I think I can
bear up under it.

Don't be too long.

That's me at the door.

David,

the way I look at it,
the hell with Sausalito.

Bye-bye.

No.

Evelyn?

What's the matter?
Take it easy.

I had a dream.

I was drowning in the ocean and I
called to you, but you just stood there

watching. Watching.

It was just a dream.

Oh, God, I'm so alone.

Hold me.

Hold me, Dave. Please. Please.

Yeah. Yeah.

Tighter.

Tighter.

Don't let me go.

Don't let me go.

David!

I woke up and you were gone.

If you have something planned for
tonight, you could just take me home.

Maybe that'd be best.

No, no, there's nothing.

Good.

Isn't this nice?

Just us here, together.

Here we go again.

Stone-cold dead in the market.

Must have been quite a party.

Go away, Birdie.

Any other bodies, any other
juiceheads around here?

Come back tomorrow, will you?
Or next year sometime.

I better check the workbench.

All right, break it up in here.

Looks like old times
around this place.

Evelyn?

Evelyn?

Lose something, tiger?

Look, Birdie, you couldn't
find it within your heart

to come back at a later
time, could you?

This is a later time, pussycat.

I'm paying you back
for the day I blew last week.

Evelyn?

Evelyn?

Very funny, Birdie.
Very funny.

What I can't figure out is, with all
this kind of action going on in here,

what are you doing
out there couching it?

What is this, some
kind of Kinsey Report?

Do I come over to your house and
ask a lot of dumb questions?

Well, you just ought to, pussycat.

Might open up a whole
new way of life to you.

Hold it.

Let's try to show
a little class, shall we?

Mr. Garver's residence.

Oh, I'll see.

Do you want to talk
to a Madge Brenner?

Yeah. I want to talk to her.

Thanks. Hello.

Hello, Mr. Garver?
Madge Brenner.

We like the tape on your show.
Like it very much.

There are one or two others still
in the running, but frankly...

Why can't we have lunch today?

Windjammer still good?

Yeah, still very good.

Reserve a table in your name.
See you then, Mr. Garver.

Great. Bye-bye.

Looks like we found Evelyn.

"Good morning, darling.
Gone shopping.

"Back in a flash with the hash."

Ooh! A little humor in there.

"Love and kisses, Evelyn."

And then it says,

"if you can't find
your keys, don't worry.

"I borrowed your car."

Here's your key,
and here's your copy.

That'll be 40 cents, please.

Thank you. Have a nice day.

David? I stopped by my...

Hi.

Don't you look all gussied up?

Well, good. I was gonna cook brunch, but
this calls for something more festive.

How about the Marquis?
My treat.

After all I put you through,
it's the least...

No, no. I have a lunch date.
Business.

Business?

Yeah. Can I have my car keys?

Sure.

I think you ought to take it
easy, anyway. Get some rest.

Yeah, I do feel a little tired.

Very funny, Dave.

Now, let's talk show. Tell me,
what do you think of the concept?

The unstructured,

the loosey-goosey, Monterey
pop, Woodstock kind of thing?

I like it. I like it very much,
and I think I can handle it.

So do I.

I'll keep this to promote
your new career with.

You'll be working with kids,
bright and marvelous.

But they take handling.

You know, if this show goes the
way I think it's going to,

there's no reason
in the world why...

Well, isn't this cozy?

So this is your business lunch?

How's business?

- Friend of yours?
- Just another trick, honey.

That's enough.

Is that your idea of a dish?

My God, she's a little
old for you, isn't she?

What is this, "Be Kind to
Senior Citizens Week"?

Get out of here!

It's not that I mind
you being a bastard,

but do you have to be
such a tasteless bastard?

Stop it, you son of a bitch! She
couldn't get laid in a lumber camp!

Stop it, you son of a bitch!
You're hurting me!

Stop it, you dirty bastard! Oh, no!

Stop it! Dave!

Oh, no! No! No! No!

No! Don't leave me!
Don't leave me!

She's nothing!
Nothing! Nothing!

I love you!

Get her out of here, man.

Where to?

I did it because I love you.
Don't you understand that?

I love you!

- Where to, mister?
- Move!

It's because I love you!
Dave, please.

This is a private beach.

I want to talk to you.

I don't want to talk to you.

Are you drunk?

No, but that's not a bad idea.

Why, David?

Why what? Drunk?

No. Why last night?

That's what I came
to explain to you.

Okay, good.

But I think we should understand each
other. I'm not very happy with you.

Well, that's fair enough, Tobie.

Whatever it was,
you could have called me.

No, I couldn't.

Why not?

I couldn't tell you
the truth last night.

I'm not gonna lie to you anymore.

Now, why do you have to say that?

I just didn't want to take a
chance she'd try it again.

What if she does?

Well, I swear to you,
if she ever tries it,

I'd just let her go right on ahead.

Oh, God!

Oh, my God.

What in the...

Oh, God, help me!

Please, somebody, help me!

Help me, somebody!

Oh, God, help me!

Stay back, buddy.

I live here, man.

Is she your
housecleaning lady, Garver?

Okay, boys, let's take her out.

Watch your step.

Birdie.

It's gonna cost you double
to clean up this mess.

Watch your step.

Dave Garver?

Yeah.

I'm Sergeant McCallum.

Any ideas?

About what?

About your girlfriend in there.

Hey, that's not my girlfriend.

Let me get that straight
right in front.

More or less a casual
acquaintance, you'd say?

That's right.

She just dropped by to hack up your
wardrobe and your cleaning lady?

Is that what you're
trying to tell me?

I'm not trying to tell you
anything, Sergeant.

Well then, maybe you ought to.
The lady almost got herself killed.

And I'm stumbling around in my
stupid way trying to find out why.

What'll you have?

This Evelyn Draper,
where does she come from?

- I don't know.
- What about her family?

I don't know that either.

She just listens to my radio show,
and we met one night. That's all.

Practically a stranger.

That's right.

Then how does she happen to
have a key to your front door?

I don't know that either.

It boils down to, you don't
know a hell of a lot, do you?

What it boils down to is I'm
getting sick of your questions.

And so am I!

But they get upset with me down
at the store if I don't ask them.

Just take her through.
I'll be right along.

Right.

Take her through what?

Booking.

What she really needs
is psychiatric help.

Really?

Now, look, those cuts
on her wrists...

Don't know anything about those.

There's one other thing.

I know. "Don't leave town."

I was gonna say, "Why don't you
play some Mantovani sometime?"

Didn't know you
liked the show, Sergeant.

I don't. I like Mantovani.

Go ahead, play!

Whoo!

Those of you who may have played
brass instruments in high school,

you know that was
triple-tonguing, baby.

Let's give his tongue a nice hand!

He might just be the fastest
tongue in the West!

Come on.

All right, I'm coming.

What do you say...

How about something to eat?

I've got to pick up
my roommate, Annabel.

Madalyn's your roommate.

I found my man, and I'm moving out.

And Annabel's moving in.

Right.

Ciao.

Later.

Thank you. Thank you very kindly.

That was the Cannonball
Adderley Group.

And they're making it happen out
at the Monterey Jazz Festival,

along with Duke Ellington, Woody
Herman, Joe Williams and many others.

Still got tickets for Sunday night.

So get on out there because
that's where it's happening.

Now we're gonna hear from the Gator
Creek Organization and Feelin' Fine.

KRML. Dave Garver.

Hello?

Play Misty for me.

David?

I didn't mean to
shake you up. I'm sorry.

Pretty stupid of me.

I've been released.

Therapy. It was a bad dream,
but it's over.

Where are you?

The airport. San Francisco.

I've only got a minute or two
between planes. Got a job in Hawaii.

You're all right, then?

Fine, David. Fine.

I just want to say how sorry
I am about everything.

Forget it. I have.

I hope so.

"Because this maiden she
lived with no other thought"

"Than to love and be loved by you"

Are you near a radio?

No.

But play it for me anyway.

- Hello.
- Garver?

- Yeah.
- Sergeant McCallum.

Sorry to wake you,
but something's come up.

Yeah, I know. She just paid me
a visit with a butcher knife.

Why? Because she was released on
parole pending further legal action.

When?

A week ago.

Well, I sure like the way you broke
your ass to let me know about it.

I just found out about it myself.

Who's in charge down there, anyway?

Now, look. Do you
want to help find her

or would you rather just
sit there and bellyache?

All right.

Good.

Now, exactly what
did she say to you?

I told you. She said that she was well
and that she was going to Hawaii.

What else?

I already told you.

Tell me again.

You know, Sergeant, you really
make lousy conversation.

You make lousy coffee. Come
on, what else did she say?

Nothing, except...

Except what?

It was nothing.
It was a line from a poem.

What poem?

If I knew that, I'd know
the line. Wouldn't I?

Try to remember.

You know, McCallum,
it's getting late.

You're sounding very monotonous.

Well, now, you're not exactly my
idea of a swinging date either.

Good night, McCallum.

Hey, what happened
to the Mantovani?

The what?

Well, I heard the show, but I never
did hear you play Mantovani.

You really did listen to the show.

Friend, if we had a TV
down at the station,

I'd break my arm before
I turned your show on.

Thanks a lot.

Just hope we're lucky enough to grab
her the next time she tries it.

Tries what?

To kill you.

Yeah. And if you're
not lucky enough...

That'd be hell.

The guys down at the station would
have to chip in and buy a TV.

You're a great comfort, Sergeant.

You will change the locks?

Hi.

Nothing like a nice brisk walk in the
woods to put roses on a girl's cheeks.

How are you?

Not so good, honey.

She's back.

Who?

Evelyn Draper, the girl
who tried to kill Birdie.

How can... How can she be back?

I thought they'd put her
in a state sanitarium.

They did, but they let her out.

Does that mean she's all right?

Theoretically.

What happens now?

I think you and I ought to stay away
from each other for a couple of days,

just in case she's
tagging after me.

She's already following you,
isn't she?

I don't want you to worry about it.
I can handle myself.

Yeah. So could Birdie.

All right then, you stand by.

Well, they're all set
to trace the call.

Now, when she phones you, just mention
her by name right away, Evelyn,

and they start to trace her.

All you gotta do after that
is just keep her talking.

Fifteen minutes before
the hour here at KRML

and here's It's Not Unusual.

I guess it hasn't
come to you yet, huh?

What?

What she said.

Over the phone last night?
Part of a poem or something.

You told me were
gonna try to remember.

I thought I had that, but I've
forgotten. Is it that important?

Until we pick her up,
everything's important.

What's wrong?

I'm worried about my girlfriend
with all this going on.

They're so damn
isolated down there.

I'm thinking the best thing to do is just
call Al Monte and have him sub for me.

Now, look. The only chance we've got
is when she phones in here tonight.

You've got to be here,
right on that mike.

If she phones.

She will. Believe me.

But only if you're here.

I'll tell you what I'll do.

If it'll make you feel any better,

I'll go over and check your
girlfriend's house myself, okay?

I'd sure appreciate that.

She lives on the Highlands
on Spindrift Road.

I think it's the fourth
or fifth house down.

"Williams" is on the mailbox.

Why don't you phone her?

Okay.

Tell her to be expecting me.

McCallum.

Thanks, huh?

Public servant.

Hello?

Hi. I'm just checking in.
You all right?

Marvelous.

I'm just getting ready to do my
nails and I got your program on.

And Annabel's in the kitchen
making a couple of coffee grogs.

What more could a girl ask for?

No, honey, really
everything's fine.

There's a Sergeant McCallum that's
gonna drop by for a second,

just to see if you've buttoned up all
right. Let him in, but nobody else. Okay?

Okay.

Hey, David, you want to play
something soft and dreamy for us?

You got it. Bye-bye.

Bye, hon.

Hey, Annabel, how's
that stuff coming?

Now here's something
soft and sentimental

for Tobie and Annabel.

Hope you like cinnamon in yours.

Whatever's right.

Annabel.

Good, huh?

Mmm. Too much.

So is this.

Thank you.

Just one thing. Do you mind?

No, be my guest.

The eyes are wrong.

David's are more...

How shall I say?

Colder.

I didn't know you knew David.

- Hmm?
- I didn't realize you and David were...

Were friends.

Friends?

Oh. No, not friends.

Not friends.

God, you're dumb.

"Because this maiden she
lived with no other thought

"Than to love and be loved by you"

Tobie?

We're waiting for you, David.

This is Dave Garver
with a little verse,

a little talk and
five hours of music

to be very, very nice
to each other by.

Careful.

Careful.

I might put your eye out.

I'll bet David loves your eyes.

And your hair.

Does he run his fingers
through your hair?

Have to get you all nice for David.

For David.

I hope he likes what he sees
when he walks in here,

because that's what he's
taking to hell with him.

Miss Williams?

McCallum?

And now here's a pretty one for
lonely lovers on a cool, cool night.

It's the great Erroll Garner
classic, Misty.

And this one is
especially for Evelyn.