All language subtitles for The Alfred Hitchcock Hour S03E23 Completely Foolproof 1080p

- Good evening.

This is the latest
in private yachts.

I bought it at a
war surplus store.

It has many advantages
over the normal yacht.

I find that fewer of
my friends freeload,

and then of course, the fact

that my little craft
came with torpedoes

adds zest to yacht racing.

I am not merely the first
to cross the finish line,

I am frequently the only one.

Tonight's story is about
the battle of the sexes.

Actually in the
case of this couple,

open warfare would
be a better phrase.

I believe I am
directly on target.

Suppose you take a look.

- You're late, Baines.

- I was working on your zoning
difficulty, Mr. Brisson.

- Just tell me,
am I in the clear?

- Oh, the council votes
tomorrow afternoon.

- Yes, I know.

- Oh, I think so.

It's just a formality then.

- Baines, I'm paying you to--

- Yes, Mr. Brisson.

That's my money.

- Shut up,
Baines, start walking.

- But what are
you worried about?

You'll get your
yes vote tomorrow.

- Pick up your
case and walk away.

We've been followed.

- I don't see anybody.

- Get lost.

- But what about my money?

- Tomorrow, Baines.

- No money, no vote.

- We'll see about that.

Tough guy.

- I get paid, Mr. Brisson.

- Which one of my competitors
is gonna know what I'm doing?

- Your wife.

- Thank you.

Would you pass the
hors d'oeuvre tray

to Miss Lawrence please?

- Thank you.

- Walter, just
where is my husband?

- Well, I know that he has
a late business appointment.

- Business appointment,
it's after eight o'clock.

- Joe sees people at all hours.

- All on business?

- Ask him yourself, Lisa.

- Put this on my desk, will you?

What's that woman doing here?

- It's a little
surprise party, darling.

- I don't like surprise
parties, big or little.

- Well, how'd it go?

- No good.

I was followed.

- Why do you take chances, Joe?

Just give me the word,
and I'll see that Baines

or anybody else is paid off.

Think about it.

Just give me the word, Joe.

- Better catch up, darling.

You're only an hour late.

- You know I can't
stand Betty Lawrence.

- Oh now Joe, she's our friend.

- Your friend.

- Joe, don't be so hard on her,

and please try to smile.

- I don't smile
without a reason.

- They're not going to see
you for at least two months.

And don't you know, they
think it's awfully important

to be in close touch
with Joe Brisson?

Whenever you leave for
Europe or South America

or wherever they're
selling land cheap,

it's "Bon voyage, Joe."

And when you come back home,
it's "Welcome home, Joe."

You know perfectly well,

if I had told you that Walter
was bringing her to dinner,

you probably wouldn't
have even come home

to change your clothes.

Am I right?

- I had a business
appointment this evening.

I've got another one.

- Oh yes, I am sorry about Anna.

She's going to miss your
way of saying goodbye.

- Hannah?

- Anna.

Would you like me to
phone her and tell her

that you're sorry you won't
be able to see her tonight?

Unfortunately, Joe
must eat and run.

It seems that there's
some other people

that he must see tonight

before we buzz off to
London together. (laughs)

Business appointments.

- Walter never likes to
discuss his business affairs

of his clients
outside the office.

- Well you see, I am a part

of Joe's business
24 hours a day.

I'd say half,
wouldn't you Walter?

We don't have any
business secrets,

do we darling?

- Nothing but confidence
in each other's ability.

To you, my business partner,

my business inspiration,
dealer in private detectives.

To you, my wife.

You will excuse us.

- At it again.

- Yeah.

- You can't push me about
like your lady friends.

- What about Anna?

- What did you say about
private detectives?

- You hired one to follow me.

Get out of here.

Now!

- I should think you'd
like to lower your voice.

- I'll talk as loud as
I want in my own house.

- Get my wrap, we're
getting out of here.

- I agree with you, darling.

- What about Anna?

- I've broken one of
our rules, haven't I?

I said another
woman's name straight

to your tired
business man's face.

Am I awful?

Can you ever forgive me?

- Lisa, you're a woman,
but you're sensible.

You're an understanding wife,

who's all wrapped up in my
position in this community.

And believe me, Anna or no Anna,

we're going to keep it that way.

- Oh no, we're not going
to keep it that way.

- Well, what will shut
you up about Anna?

- A divorce.

- I didn't hear you.

- A divorce.

- Because of Anna?

- Is there another woman?

- What about London?

- I'm not going to London.

- Fine.

- What?
- Divorce.

You got one.

- I want a settlement.

- Get in there.

- That's right, darling.

Why don't you just
hit me in public

and then I'll get every
single thing you've got?

- I said get in there!

- They probably think we're
going to kiss and make up

or something unusual like that.

- What kind of settlement?

- A big fat settlement.

- Sure, like most of
your rich girlfriends.

- 3/4.

- 3/4 of what?

- Of the Brisson Land
Development Company.

- Oh no, that's mine.

- Our Brisson Land
Development Company.

- Never.

- My Brisson Land
Development Company.

I helped you build it all.

If it hadn't been for me,

you'd have nothing
but an empty lot

that you blackmailed
from the owner.

Oh darling, you really
mustn't look like that.

I mean, you're not a
goon anymore, remember?

That was 20 years ago.

Now you're a civilized
pillar of society.

You really need a face to match.

- Can't you shut up?

- I'm awfully sorry
that I'm not able

to go to London with you.

I know how much you
rely on my social touch

for all that drawing
room business.

- I can hire a hostess.

- Exactly, and that's
why I want out.

But I don't just want out, Joe.

I want to take it with me.

Oh, you'll be able
to make it again.

Even if I leave you with
nothing but an empty lot

for a stake, you have
what it takes, Joe.

For making money that is.

- You can take the empty
lot and the divorce.

- Just give me 3/4 of the
Brisson Land Development Company

without any trouble, won't you?

- I'll give you
nothing but trouble.

50% is all any
lawyer'd get for you.

- You forget my lawyer has hired

that marvelous private detective
that's been focused on you,

Joe, for six weeks.

- Maybe he'll forget.

- Oh no.

But he is so sick of your face

and your voice
and your movements

that his fee is
extraordinarily high,

but then I wanted
extraordinary evidence.

- I said I'd give you a divorce

and a fair settlement.

- The detective has given
us your letters to Anna.

Poor Joe.

Did I really inhibit you so?

- I'm glad you understand
me better at last,

if only at a distance.

- But the world needs
to know you better, Joe.

I have the makings of
a best-selling novel.

I wanna write the
story of Joe Brisson,

real estate operator.

It'll be a serial that'll
tantalize the public

first in court,

when they read your letters
to Anna, then.

- You want a divorce to
marry Bobby Davenport,

control his land,
use his big name.

You wanna be a
Davenport, don't you?

- I don't know what I wanna
do with all your money

and my freedom.

No doubt many impoverished
names will call me,

the Davenports, the
Spriggs, the Woodridges.

I'm still somewhat
of a dish, you know.

- 50% and no publicity.

- No deal.

Oh, now Joe, your
background is showing.

Joe, you're going to
throw it all away,

everything we've built up
together, your precious image.

Creep!

- You're early.

- Should I come back in an hour?

- Certainly not,
come on in, will you?

- You sure?

- I'm alone, you can
see for yourself.

- I'm not checking
up on you, Bobby.

Be glad I'm early.

Hello, Mr. Davenport.

- Hello, Mrs. Brisson.

Did you tell him anything?

- I told him everything.

- What?

- Enough to kill him.

- I need a drink.

Do you need a drink, Lisa?

- Bobby, you're all tense.

I think you better sit down.

- I need a drink first.

- Bobby, sit down.

I'll rub your neck.

That'll be better for you.

- I know you're practically
Joe's business partner,

but I thought you
were on my side.

- Now look Bobby.

Let's get this straight.

I do not want your land.

- That land's been in my
family for years, Lisa.

The Davenport family.

Now, your company
can't call in the loan

and use the property for
a housing development.

And the loan you
asked Joe to give me,

it wasn't a 1/3
of the land value.

- But you said you were
sure to pay back the money

from your winnings.

- I said it.

Nothing's completely foolproof.

Can't you tell me what
Joe's going to do?

Is he giving me
more time to pay?

- I don't know.

- Are you lying to me?

- Yes, I am.

- Why?

- I want you to win, Bobby,

and beat out Joe.

I want you to get your
hands on that money,

keep the land and
make Joe the loser.

But not to win and
then turn against me,

because I helped you.

Then I'd be the next
loser on your list.

- Do you love me?

- Darling,

why else in this world
would I be here now?

- Bugged, bugged!

Every word.

- Oh Joe.

- Will you forget
about those letters?

They got her
everything she needs.

- I know they're here.

I hid them so well.

Haven't you got any
letters of hers?

- No.

- To anyone?

- No, no letters, no nothing.

- Well, I'm so sorry
for your trouble.

What can I do to help you?

Joe.

Oh Joe, look at your Anna.

- Why did you keep
those letters?

- I couldn't throw them away.

- You don't keep
letters like that.

- I only keep them,

because I have just a small
part of you for myself.

And your letters are
very precious to me.

Don't you want your letters
to be precious to me?

- My business is what's
precious to me, my reputation.

- What can I do?

- Are they paying you?

- For what?

You've given me everything, Joe.

- They'll pay you to
testify against me in court.

- I'll never say anything
to hurt you, Joe.

- Of course you won't.

- Brisson, Brisson, who
and what is a Brisson

in this part of the country,
in any pat of the country?

You new people think
you can buy up anything,

put up anything, condemn houses,

run people off, build ballparks.

- Since when do you care
about people, Bobby?

I thought it was
horses with you?

- You're both out to wreck me,

and I know it.

- Me Bobby?

You know, you better listen
to what you're saying,

because I'm listening to you.

- The Brisson Land
Development Company

is half your business, isn't it?

- 75% actually.

- You're asking Joe for 75%?

- Not asking, demanding.

- He'll never give it up.

He'd be crazy to do that.

- He'll give it all up
before I'm through with him.

- I'm with you.

We'll work it out
together, right Lisa?

- Bobby, let's not
drink like that, dear.

- Never see me again.

If we pass in the street,
look straight ahead.

If we're introduced
in public, not likely,

but say, "Hello, Mr. Brisson"

without running your hand
up and down my shirtfront.

- Yes, Joe.

- Mr. Brisson to you.

- Yes Mr. Brisson.

- Deny everything anybody
ever asks you about me,

admit nothing, you never
knew me, understand?

- I never knew you, Joe.

- Mr. Brisson!

- Yes sir.

- Yes sir what?

- You're so quiet, Joe.

No questions?

- Oh, where were you?

- I don't ask you,
and you don't ask me.

Remember the rules.

- Where were you?

- Out.

- Sit down.

- When I'm ready.

- The rules are off.

Remember, you said so yourself.

- Anarchy Joe, everybody
for themselves,

winner take all.

- Why can't you sit down?

- I can do anything I want.

When I'm ready.

- I'll give you the settlement
you asked for, Lisa.

- Of course you will.

- Right, I can make
more money for myself.

You can't lose in land out here.

- How reasonable you've become.

All in one evening you've
become so reasonable, Joe.

Did Anna--
- Shut up about Anna.

There's no reason to go to
court, rough each other up

and the business.

- And the business,
of course not.

Just as long as you
sign all the papers

my lawyers give you to sign,

then I'm off to Nevada
for a very quiet divorce.

- Oh, I'll sign the papers

if Walter says
they're reasonable.

- And while our lawyers
fight, we can be friends.

Is that the way
you want it, Joe?

- I don't mind being friends.

It's the way we started out.

- Did we?

- Can't you agree to anything?

- Don't I look
agreeable to you, Joe?

- Yes, Lisa.

You're attractive
and you know it.

- Just as long as
you know it, Joe.

- I've always known it.

- So I've noticed.

- Anna meant nothing to me.

- Just a little pickup,
is that it, Joe?

- Yes, all right.

- Say it, Joe.

Tell me what Anna is.

- I'm not going
to see her again,

if that means anything to you.

- Joe.

Dear, dear Joe.

You know if I had
known that a divorce

would make such a nice
person out of you,

such a sugar person,

I would have suggested
divorce years ago.

I'm tired, Joe.

- You don't look tired.

- You must be tired.

You look tired.

Oh and when I think
of that long trip

you have starting for
you tomorrow night,

all the way to
London and all alone,

who in the world's going
to look after you, Joe?

- You could still come with me.

We're partners.

Get the divorce a
month or so from now.

- Is that business offer?

- Yeah, it's business

between business partners.

- Equal partners, Joe?

Colleagues?

- It'll be more your
business than mine.

- I want the Bobby
Davenport promissory note

and the deed he put
up for collateral.

- And I want $300,000 for 'em.

- I'll give 5% of the
business back to you.

- 10%.

- Leaving me with only 65%?

- And the Davenport
note, which he can't pay.

Have you any idea what that
land's going to be worth?

- All right, agreed.

65% and Bobby's note and deed.

- How are you going
to use them, Lisa?

- Use them?

I just want them.

Maybe I'll give
them back to him.

- You won't.

- Joe, you're so persuasive,

so all business man
when you need to be.

- All right, you don't come.

Get your divorce
starting tomorrow.

- Bobby Davenport's
in town, you know?

- No, I didn't know.

- He wants to have
lunch with you tomorrow.

- You saw him tonight?

- I see my friends
at night, yes.

Not business acquaintances.

- I thought you weren't
interested in Bobby Davenport?

- I wasn't, I am now.

- You're still my wife, Lisa.

- Oh yes, yes, legally.

Definitely.

I wouldn't have it any
other way for the moment.

You've lost me, Joe.

- No, not yet.

- Forever and
forever and forever.

Because you never found
me in the first place.

- But you married me.

- For money.

- No, that's not true.

- Oh, that's right.

I thank you for that, Joe.

I salute you.

I could even kiss you.

I really haven't done too badly

for a woman that is.

- You're getting
everything you want.

- And you're not, are you Joe?

And you know why?

- Come here.

- Why Joe, I didn't know
you were a European husband.

- I'm a husband all right.

- My Joe, darling.

I never knew you.

I thought you were
somebody else.

- Stand still.
- And be crushed?

Oh no, Joe.

I want to live, and you
don't want me to live.

I can see that, Joe.

I can see it in your eyes.

Your eyes hate me.

- I don't hate you, Lisa.

- Your eyes tell me everything.

- Most peculiar.

I see nothing but mud.

Perhaps that's because we're
approaching a station break.

Following the stop,
we shall proceed

with the second
half of our journey.

- I prefer to see people

by a previous
appointment, Mr. Brisson.

But in your case, I'm
making an exception.

- You're very generous
with your time, Mr. Foyle.

- Generous?

I am not generous.

Time is money as you well know.

- And bad times cost more money.

- You understand as a
professional private detective

as opposed to less professional
operators in my business,

I will not be able
to discuss your case

in any substance, any more

than I unfortunately
already have.

- I'd like to hire
you, Mr. Foyle.

- You mean engage
my services, don't you?

- Give you money to
do something for me.

- Well precisely
what is the nature

of your problem, Mr. Brisson?

- Since I don't want to
compromise you, Mr. Foyle,

you are a very scrupulous man.

Have you finished with
Mrs. Brisson's case?

- As far as I'm concerned,

the case is closed and I'm
no longer being retained

in any capacity, if
that's what you mean.

- Good, then you can
work for me, right?

- It's a possibility.

- I'll give you $5,000
to return certain letters

and other evidence to me.

- And if I say no?

- 10,000.

- You're very persuasive.

- How much, Foyle?

- Good day, Mr. Brisson.

- All right, keep
your lousy evidence.

- I no longer have any
evidence, Mr. Brisson.

And I never form a
private judgment.

- Except how high
the bill should be.

- Ah yes.

- How would you like
to earn $25,000?

- Well just what is it you
wish me to do, Mr. Brisson?

- Deal with my wife.

Do whatever is necessary.

- Now I understand you.

Murder is the operative word.

Well, I'm gonna tell you
something, Mr. Brisson.

There is not enough
money in the Mint

for you and me to make any deal

that might prove
to your benefit.

I don't like you.

Get it?

- I get it.

- I haven't forgotten that
beating in the parking lot.

- Oh, I should have
finished the job there.

- Ah, murder's really on
your mind, Mr. Brisson.

- How would you like
me to inform the police

about your proposition
regarding Mrs. Brisson?

I think you'd better
get out of here.

Now.

Hello, this is George Foyle.

May I speak to Mrs.
Brisson please?

- Eat, Bobby, eat.

- No, thank you very much.

I've had enough.

- Food's good here, right?

Good club.

- I don't pay much
attention to food.

- Hung up
on horses, right?

- Right.

- Lisa thinks horses
are first class.

Dreams about 'em.

Can you tell me why?

I mean, I really
don't know, Bobby.

But you know about
horses and women,

promissory notes,
upper class stuff.

- Let's not discuss that, Joe.

- Why, because I don't have any?

You mean, I'm not the equal
of you natural landowners?

Oh, that's crude, Bobby.

Like me, not high
class like you.

No, Joe Brisson is if
anything, middle class,

having climbed a long way.

But he still, you say, isn't
the equal of Bobby Davenport?

Yes, no?

- Are you calling in the loan?

- Eat your lunch.

- I want an extension.

- Extensions are
bad business, Bobby.

- Is that final?

- Nothing's final until
I make up my mind.

Yes, no, bang bang.

Then you'll know whether being
a Davenport means anything

in North Bay anymore.

- When will that be?

- A couple days, couple weeks,
maybe months when I get back.

- Are you sure you'll
make the decision?

- I'm president
of the company, right?

- What is Lisa?

- I wouldn't mention her to me

while you're eating my lunch.

- She talks
about you incessantly.

- Talk about her incessantly.

What does she say?

- Well for starters,
she's very excited

about gaining control

of the Brisson Land
Development Company.

Have you actually
agreed to that?

You must want a divorce
like nothing else, Joe.

No other way?

- Lisa's earned her
share of the company.

She's got some good ideas.

In fact, when it comes to
taking over defunct companies,

Lisa's my expert
on jugular veins.

I'll miss her.

- Perhaps I'd prefer to
be taken over by Lisa.

- You know Bobby, if
you weren't a Davenport,

you'd be a nothing.

A nothing is a Davenport
without his land.

- Lisa will take good
care of the Davenports.

She knows how to do business.

- When did you
talk to her last?

- Last night.

- I was with her
early this morning.

Let me tell you
something, Bobby.

Lisa doesn't wanna marry you

or keep you in gambling money

or save your precious estate

or anything else.

Who knows my wife
better than me?

What kind of cheese, Bobby?

- Lisa, I asked you to marry me.

- I did hear
you the first time.

- Then answer me.

- You're shouting at
the wrong person, Bobby.

- Lisa, I'm sorry.

It's just that I--

- Do you really want me, Bobby?

- Yes.

- Do you really need me?

- I do.

- How?

- I love you, Lisa.

- All right.

- You don't believe me.

- I don't know whether I
believe you or not, Bobby.

Let me see, how
long has it been?

- Been?

- Yes, we met in Miami

about three years
ago, didn't we?

Now, all of a sudden
you want to marry me.

Why?

Did Joe say something
about the promissory note

that helped make up your mind?

- I said I love you.

I wanna marry you.

I wasn't talking about notes.

- You aren't?

Well, I am.

I must.

You see, I've got
to start thinking

more like a
businesswoman, Bobby.

I mean, you can understand that.

- Lisa, I thought you
wanted to marry me

if I asked you.

- You see Bobby, I've had to
do some very serious thinking.

Now that I'm going to be
in control of the company,

I'm not going to be able to
make any personal decisions.

Every decision I make must be
for the good of the company,

the stockholders, the employees.

That's my responsibility.

Your note is past due.

And your land is
quite marketable.

- Well, you can have the land.

If we're married, it
won't make any difference.

We'll call it a wedding present.

My family won't
mind if I'm married.

- I've also had to do some
serious thinking about you,

Bobby, your whole character.

You are a gambler,

and worse yet, a bad gambler.

Unlike Joe, you usually lose.

- I've won.

- Not since
I've known you.

- Lisa, I thought
you cared for me.

We could have a life together.

- Darling, we've had some very
interesting times together.

- I'll give up gambling.

You have my word.

- Look what you did with
that land you held in trust?

You signed it over for
a quarter of its value.

- I'll sign any papers you want,

no claims, no controls.

- It just won't work out,
Bobby, business-wise.

- What do you mean?

We can try.

- I mean, I don't
want to get married.

I'm not even divorced yet.

Why in the world

should I even be talking
about getting married?

To anybody.

- All right, Lisa.

- Oh darling.

I am sorry.

I did think we might be able
to work out something together.

- What changed your mind?

- The way you are.

Oh, I mean you're
terribly charming,

and I adore you.

But I know you better now.

You are in a trap, Bobby.

- What trap?

- I know for a fact
Joe is calling in
your note immediately.

- Did he tell you?

- Oh no, no, not directly.

I just know my
husband rather well.

- Well, I just had
lunch with him.

He said it might be months
before he'll decide.

- Hours.

Joe is a great cat and rat man.

And you are his private
little rat, Bobby.

He'll never forgive
you for seeing me.

If I were you, I'd
phone my lawyer.

I'm afraid the land is
as good as Joe's now,

Brissonville Estates.

- Won't you change that
when it's your company?

- Afraid it'll be too
late by then, Bobby.

- Will you give me
the money I need?

- Oh, of course I will.

As soon as I get my
hands on it, darling.

Just because we're
not getting married,

that doesn't mean I
don't care for you.

It's just that everything's
going to be frozen

for the next six weeks
with the divorce settlement

and everything, and by the time

Joe and I get
everything settled,

I'm afraid you're just
going to be wiped out.

- Don't you want
to help me at all?

- Oh Bobby.

Darling, of course I do.

If you're not wiped out,
come and see me in six weeks.

In the meantime, I'm afraid
only Joe can help you.

And he wants to get you.

And he will get you, Bobby.

He'll get you good.

Unless of course you can
persuade him to change his mind.

You can be pretty good
at persuading, Bobby.

- Will you shut up?

- Do you have an
appointment, Mr.--

- Davenport, no.

- Mr. Brisson's awfully busy.

He's leaving for London soon.

But I'll check.

- Thank you.

- I said no calls
until I ask for them.

- I'm very sorry, sir.

Well you can't go in there!

- What's the big idea?

Get out of here.

- I couldn't stop
him, Mr. Brisson.

- What do you mean
you couldn't stop him?

All right, all
right, that's all.

- Yes sir.

- Come to pay your
debt no doubt.

- I have no money,
you know that.

- Good, then I'm
glad you're here,

as you should hear this from me

rather than my lawyer,

as I've just reached
an unpleasant decision

you should hear.

- Go ahead.

- Oh, it's nothing personal,
if that's what you're thinking.

Lisa's no part of this.

Just business between
us, good business.

I can't give you an extension.

So I'll be claiming your land.

- I know, Lisa told me.

- What does she know?

- She said you
were out to get me.

- I never thought of it

until I saw you come
through that door.

- Lisa was right.

- Put it away.

I know how it feels to grab
the short end of the stick.

- I want my deed and my note.

I'll pay you the
money when I can.

But you can't take the land.

- I'll take the land.

- Stand up.

- Listen, you made a bad deal.

That's too bad.

But you wanted money and
you got money from me.

- I said, stand up.

- No.

And I won't put up
my hands either.

Why didn't you shoot
if you were going to?

You better be accurate or
you'll never reach the street.

You get one shot, that's all.

- Keep talking if it
makes you feel better.

- Look, I admit I was
sore about you and Lisa.

What husband wouldn't be?

- On your feet, let's go.

- Where?

- Out.

For a ride.

- You'll have to carry me out.

- If you walk out
with me quietly,

you'll have maybe 20
minutes longer to live.

And in those 20 minutes,
you might think of something

like giving me my land back.

Or maybe I'll make a mistake.

I doubt it, but if you
don't walk out with me,

you'll never know what
might have happened

to keep you living
a little longer.

- They'll get you,
you know that.

- I don't care about that.

And you won't know about it.

I'll chance it right
here if I have to.

Now or later, Joe?

- Why me?

- Speak longer sentences, Joe.

I wanna catch you right
in the middle of one.

- Bobby.

- Start a paragraph.

- What did Lisa promise you?

- I don't need
promises from her.

- Is she going to marry you?

Did she change her
mind about you?

She did, didn't she?

- Lisa and I are still friends.

- She changed her
mind about you,

because she thought I was
going to call in your note

and wipe you out, right?

Do you think she'll marry you

if you get your note back?

If you kill me?

- She might.

I'm going to find out.

- Let me tell you about Lisa.

- You don't know her.

- I know how she feels about
you from the beginning.

Will you read her
letters to me about you?

I was going to
use them in court.

They're right here.
- Where?

- In the desk, top drawer.

- Stay away from the desk.

- Sure.

- Just you read them carefully.

Do you think she
cared about you?

Do you think she cared--
- Where are they?

- Keep looking.

There, the first letter.

It's from Lisa from Miami

when you two met at a
racetrack, remember?

At first, you were
just for laughs.

You thought you got lucky
with Lisa, didn't you?

But when the horses
took all your money,

Lisa gave you pocket money,

small loans you never paid back.

It's all there.

Something about, "We'll
have this Davenport singing

"for his freeloading supper."

And about you controlling
a large land tract

out here in California

and how I should loan
you lots of money,

so you'd have a big
stake and lose that too.

Then, we'd get the land.

Us, Lisa and me,

which is the Brisson
Land Development Company.

- I asked her to marry me today.

- And you're lucky
she isn't going to,

because she's even
harder on husbands

than she is on suckers.

And believe me, you
were her private sucker

from the moment she saw you.

I'll get you out of this, Bobby.

Don't you hear me?

I'll get you out of this.

Lisa can't do a thing
for you, but I can

while I'm still
in business here.

- What can you do?

- The note and the
deed to the land,

I'll give them back to you.

Be able to start off fresh.

Find yourself a rich widow,
who wants to marry you.

She'll keep you in the chips.

That's worth working
for, isn't it?

What do you say?

- What do you want?

- I need a little
job done, Bobby,

while I'm away.

A little troubleshooting.

- Do you mean what
I think you mean?

- Yes.

- You want me to kill her?

- Yes, I do.

- Why should I?

- This says that
on a certain date

after you've fulfilled
certain obligations,

I'll return to you the note
and the deed to the land.

Now there's nothing
incriminating here.

So don't think you
can double cross me.

You'll get the rest as soon

as you've fulfilled those
certain obligations.

- What do you want me to do?

- On Thursday, I'll be
one day out of New York

on-board the Princess Alana.

I'll place a phone
call to my home here.

- May I help you?

- Yes, this is Joseph
Brisson in 1204.

I placed a call to my
home in California.

- Yes sir,
we have your booking.

- Will it be put through?

- Yes sir,
conditions are quite good.

It should be coming
along right on time.

- Hello.

- You have a
call from the Princess Alana

in the Atlantic.

Go ahead, please.

- Hello?

- Hello, hello what is it?

Has something happened?

- Hello, Lisa.

- Joe, is that you?

- Yes, Lisa.

- Has something happened?

- No no.

I just called to see if you're
leaving for Reno tomorrow.

- What?

- Reno!

- Oh, yes, yes.

I'm just surprised to hear
from you before London.

- Oh, I thought
I'd phone you,

see how you were,
where you'd be staying.

Lisa?

Hello, Lisa?

Now listen, you take care
of yourself, you hear me?

Now, let me hear from you.

Hello.

- This is
your ship's operator.

Were you cut off on
your call to California?

- Oh no.

No operator, we were finished.

- Thank you sir.

- Thank you.

Foyle.

- Mr. Brisson.

- Listen Foyle, we
can do business.

I'll pay you.

- Mrs. Brisson has already
made a better offer.

- Well, I'll pay more.

- Well, I never change
one client for another

unless I've
satisfactorily completed

my assignment, Mr. Brisson.

- Oh, no.

- Your wife sends her regrets.

- The sea of matrimony is
not without its storms.

Of course, the hired killers
received their just desserts,

just as their victims had.

I realize that opening
an umbrella indoors

is considered bad luck,

but I think this will
be just the opposite.

Some leaks have appeared.

However, the umbrella
should put a halt to that.

Next week, we shall
return with another story.

A few of the scenes have
arrived a week ahead of time.

So we might as well
show them to you

after this next commercial.