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series of episodes featuring the Great Mercedes Mcambridge. Now most of that is going
to be in defense Attorney in the Defense rest, but I decided to go
ahead and start us out with her lead role on an episode of Screen Director's
Playhouse, So this is going to be an hour entertainment. Ms McCambridge had
a very great career, included two Academy Awards for Best Supporting Actress in nineteen
forty nine on All the Kings Men in nineteen fifty four on Giant, and
she was well respected by her peers, including the great Orson Welles, who
called her the world's greatest living radio actress, which given the fact that Wells
had worked with Agnes Moorehead, who was alive at the time, that was
very much high praise. Indeed, she had such a unique voice and a
very good acting ability to really get into all of these characters that she played.
A Screen Director's Playhouse was a part of NBC's efforts to rejuvenate its radio
brand after Jack He had been taken by CBS, and there had been so
much upheaval in many of the shows that were key in its lineup, and
in many ways this show was a lot like Lux Radio Theater or the Screen
Guild Theater in adapting movies, though some of what Screen Directors Playhouse did was
a little less recent than what you'd hear on LOX, where a lot of
the films were just, you know, a year old. This film here
was released in late nineteen forty five and broadcast in nineteen fifty one, and
it's something to keep in mind because it does make sense of some parts of
the story, particularly one where they reference difficulty finding housing and hotels being for
rich people. Reflected the housing shortage immediately after World War II not so much
a big problem in early nineteen fifty one. And we also get to do
something here or hear something here that we have not heard before in the six
and a half years we've been doing the great detectors of old time radios.
We get to hear the voice of Alfred Hitchcock. So now, with everything
set up from January the twenty fifth of nineteen fifty one, here is the
Screen Director's Playhouse presentation of Spellbound. Screen Director's Playhouse stars Joseph Cotton, Mercedes
mc cambridge, production spell Bound director Alfred Hitchcock. This is the Screen Director's
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master of Suspense, mister Alfred Hitchcock. Good evening, ladies and gentlemen.
This is Alfred Hitchcock. The prime desire of an emotion picture meter is to
entertain his audience. But oly an idea is presented that can proved to be
both entertaining and instructive. When we achieve such a wedding of qualities, we
fear we really have something. And this was the case in the story you
are about to hear. Spellbound was the first motion picture to deal with psychoanalysis,
the method by which modern science treats the emotional problems of the seine.
The analyst seeks only to induce the patient to talk about his hidden problems,
to open the locked doors of his mind. Once the complexes that are disturbing
the patient are uncovered and interpreted, the illness and confusion of the patient disappear,
and the devils of unreason are driven from the human soul. To portray
the roles of doctor Edwards and doctor Constance Peterson, we are indeed fortunate to
have mister Joseph Corton and Miss Mercedes McCambridge. And now the first act of
Spellbound, which begins in the office of doctor Constle Peterson, a psychiatrist on
the staff of Green Manners in Vermont. Doctor Peterson, I've been watching your
work for six months. It's brilliant, but lifeless. There's no intuition in
it. Your lack of human and emotional experience is bad for you as a
doctor and fatal for you as a woman. Doctor flor I've heard that argument
from a number of amorous psychiatrists who all wanted to make a better doctor of
me. Oh yes, but I've got a much better argument. I'm terribly
fond of you. Why, for one, your beautiful If you please,
I'd prefer it if you removed your arm from round my waist. Constance,
you're not a textbook. You're a sweet, posting, adorable woman underneath.
I sense it every time I come here. You sense only your own desires
and pulsations. I assure you mine in no way resemble them. And now,
doctor I'm very busy if you'd care to, Why don't you report your
observations of me to our new chief of staff, doctor Edwards. I understand
where to meet him at lunch. Twenty years of loyalty and tireless effort.
It's hard to imagine Green Manners without you, doctor Murchison. This institution could
never have a finer chief of staff. Thank your constance that the old must
make way for the news. When are you leaving in a few weeks?
Oh, here we are. Good afternoon, gentlemen, That afternoon, Doctor
Edwards, the doctor Constance Peterson, How do you do be seated? Thank
you doctor. I've heard a great deal about you, doctor Peterson, and
naturally I have about you. You're younger than I thought you would be.
My age hasn't caught up with them. He yet, I gather it won't.
I've read your Labyrinth of the Guilt Complex. It's an excellent work.
I'm very grateful doctor Murchison has been kind enough to show me over the ground.
Green Manners is a remarkable institution. Must be quite beautiful this summer.
Yes, it offers various open air diversions for our patients. Did doctor Murchison
show you the elm growth? Yes, that's where we hope to have our
new swimming pool, that is, with your permission. You have it,
A great believer in swimming pool splendid. There's a perfect spot for it among
the elms. Not an oblong pool, but an irregular one, something like
this. Look, I'll draw the outline with my four stop it. I
don't understand. Don't ever do that again. Well they did misdraw these lads.
Wa get this tablecloth off, immediately replace it with another, right now.
Hurry, hurry water, if I know, give me. Reminds me
of my professor and psychiatry, doctor Bruloph. He could never stand a sauce
bottle on the table or even a salt shaker. Ah, this thing called
human behavior, Doctor Edwards, you sent me a note to come to your
office immediately. Yes, yes, I've been listening to mister Goms and I
thought you might help out as your patient. Mister shouldn't have disturbed you,
all right, I'm very interested in this case. I knew you would be.
He fits perfectly into your chapters on the guilt complex. But I have
no guilt complex. I know and I know I killed my father. No,
No, you didn't your father. It's a misconception that has taken hold
of you. I'm sorry, doctor, you were talking to him. No,
no, no, no, go on, mister Garm's. People often
feel guilty over something that they never did. It usually goes back to their
childhood, and then they grow up with a guilt complex over a sin that
was only a child's bad dream. But I'm thinking, isn't true? Then
no, And in the course of analyzing yourself you will see that good day,
Doctor, I think we'd better put him under drugs for a few days.
He looks agitated his conviction. He's curious. You've encountered such cases very
often, doctor Edward. You describe them perfectly in your book. Yes,
I did you mind doing me a favor? I have a headache. I'd
like to take the afternoon off with you, please please, I need a
little fresh air. And you look as though my do you little bit of
good. Come on, let's go. We'll look at some sane trees,
normal grass, and clouds without complexes. I think the greatest harm done the
human race has been done by the poets. Poets are dull boys, most
of them, but not are not especially fiendish. They keep filling people's heads
with delusions about love, writing about it as if it were a symphony orchestra
or a flight of angels, which it isn't. Duck under it, of
course it isn't. People fall in lovers. They put it because they respond
to certain hair coloring or vocal toms or mannerisms that remind them of their parents,
sometimes no reason at all. But that's not the point. The point
is that people read about love is one thing, and they experience it is
another. They expect kisses to be like lyrical poems, and embraces to be
like Shakespearean dramas, and they find out differently than they get sick and have
to be analyzed. Yes, very often, professor, you are suffering from
mogo on the go go, I beg your person, I don't mind me.
I only say that to my best friends. Thank you, sir.
Let's se down here. It seems to be the most likely spot to relax,
and you'd have a picnic here before. Yes, I've picnicked here alone.
That doesn't sound like very much fun. I haven't gone in for fun
as you can look at those mountains, just look at me. Did you
ever see anything so beautiful that's perfect? Perfect conson? Oh it's you,
doctor Murchison. Thanks for giving my patient, mister Garms, I said it
this afternoon. I'm very sorry that I wasn't there, just so long as
you and doctor Edwards had a good time. I see doctor Edwards is a
night owl too. There's a light shining from under his door. Good night,
good night doctor. Yes, I saw your light, Doctor Edwards,
and I I didn't realize it was quite so late. What I was going
to say was that I was going to read you a new book. I'd
like to discuss it with you. I never have discussed an author's work with
him. For of course, at school we had several little eary professors,
but then that was quite differently. I sound rather nervous. No, no,
not at all. I thought I wanted to discuss your book with you.
I'm amazed at the subterfuge. I don't want to discuss it at all.
I understand quite remarkable to discover that one isn't what one thought one was.
I mean, I've always been entirely aware of what was in my life,
and you're not. Now, this is quite ridiculous. It was stupid
of me to come in here like a distracted job. You're very lovely.
Well, please don't talk that way. You think I came in to hear
that. I know why you came in. Why because something has happened to
us. But it doesn't happen like that in one day. Happens in a
moment. Sometimes. I felt it this afternoon. It was like lightning strike
strikes rarely. I don't understand how it happened. Mm hmm, Oh my
god, darling, it's not you. It's it's something about your robe.
Forgive me. Something struck me. I've been having a rather bad town with
my nerves. Later in your Robi, I mean the doc lines. I'll
be all right, Tello, Yes, Doctor Edwards, Yes, what where
is he? I'll be there right away. Mister Garms has running monkey tried
to murder a nurse and then cut his own throat. He's in surgery Post
one hundred and forty. How is he? How is he? Pulse is
going down the step aside? Doctor Murchison's why the lights out in the corridors
dark? That's why mister Gorms did it, because the lights are out and
put them on and the door has unlocked them. You can't keep people in
cells. Get away from your fools babbling about guilt complexes. What do you
know about them? He did it? He told me he killed his father
and put on the lights quick. It's dark dark out. Yes, he's
in completely collapsed. Yeah, curious constance didn't look like a hot case which
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act of the screen director's playhouse presentation of Spellbound, starring Joseph Cotton and Mercedes
Cambridge. The answer to Constance's wonderment came to her as she sat at doctor
Edwards's bedside. The autograph signature of doctor Edwards on the title page of his
book did not match that of the note he had written to her earlier in
the day asking her to come to his office. Clearly, the man before
her was not doctor Edwards. Who are you? What do you mean?
You're not doctor Edwards. I can prove it. There's no good denying it.
Who are you? Yes? I I remember now Edwards is dead.
I killed him and took his place, and I'm someone else. I don't
know who I killed him? Edwards? Can you kill him? Oh?
I have no memory. It's like looking into a mirror and saying nothing but
the mirror. Yet the image is there. I know it, I know
it's there. I exist, I'm there. How can a man lose his
name, his memory, and everything he's ever known and still talk like this?
If if he were quite sane. You are you afraid of me?
You're ill? The loss of memory. Isn't a difficult party. Yes,
I know, I am easier a trick of the mind for remaining saying.
You remain saying by forgetting something too too horrible to remember. You put me
horrible thing behind the closed door. We have to open the door, and
I know what's behind the door. Murder. No, no, no,
that's a delusion you've acquired out of your illness. Will you answer me truthfully?
And will you trust me? I trust you, but it's no use.
I can't think. I don't know who I am. I don't know.
I don't know. Did you have your first doubt that you might not
be Idles? I don't remember. Oh, yes, yes, when I
was. When I was in the hotel room, backing to come here,
I found a cigarette case in my coat and frightened me. But it had
the initials JB on it. When I saw them at the hotel room.
That made my headache. Probably your insue jab j B is Now you must
sleep. I think when you wake up you'll be able to tell me more.
How come in in the morning. Good night, though you see good
night, Constance dearest. I cannot involve you in my troubles for many reasons,
the most important being and I love you. When the police stepped in
and tell them I am at the Empire State Hotel in New York, I
prefer to wait alone for the end. Goodbye, JB. He's not in
his room. He's escape. He's sure if it's five am, you'll wake
the patience. Sorry, doctor Peterson. Seems to me somebody might have known
what the real Edwards looked like. You never saw him, doctor Murchison,
No, I never met him. Well, it's my contention that he killed
the real doctor Edwards. It can be no question of it. He killed
doctor Edwards and then took his place in order to conceal his crime. Doctor
Peterson, didn't he tell you anything about himself. You were with him for
quite some time after his collapse in the operating room. No, he was
unable to speak coherently. You don't seem very surprised to learn that this man
was a fake and maybe Gilly of murders. I thought his collapse was due
to mental strain. That's a funny diagnosis, or a fellow who's supposed to
have just come from a vacation. I made no medical diagnosis. I was
shocked to see him collapse, and I didn't think beyond that. You have
no idea where he might have gone. No, well, I better get
back to my office and spread the alt h m hm. I found this
letter under your bedroom door. I didn't call it to the attention of the
sheriff. I or perhaps it might be something personal. Thank you, doctor
Madison. Good night. Kay Constance dearest. I cannot involve you in my
troubles for many reasons, the most important being that I love operator the airport.
Please, Constance, Why are you here? Really signing your name John
Brown on the register? Not much imagination for an alias. You shouldn't have
come here to New York. You don't owe me anything. I'm going to
do what I want to do. I'm going to take care of you and
cure we and I'm going to stay with you until that happens. You can't
you can't help hide a criminal. I won't let you be stupid about it.
I couldn't bear it away from you. I had to come, and
I'll rent a room on this floor, and I'm here as your doctor only
has nothing to do with love, nothing at all. Try remembering. Let
your mind go back to your childhood. Was it happy. Whom did you
know in your child? I'm wanted, but I can't see by what.
It's no use. You lived somewhere, You had a mother, you will
loved, you had friends. I can't remember anything except that I love you.
If we can unlock one tiny memory, it will give us the key
to all the others. The only thing that comes to the mind that I
keep thinking of over and over is the logic of the situation. What like
you that it was I who was with Edwards? Look what it says on
the paper. No trace of doctor Edwards has been found since he left the
Cumberland resort and the company of his supposed patient. Do you remember, though?
Then? Why do you believe that you were with him? Because wherever
we went I came back with his identity. I wouldn't have come back as
doctor Edwards if I hadn't known he was dead. And how would I have
known that that he was dead if I hadn't been with him when he died?
Were you? I don't remember it? Logically I know that I must
have been, and logically I also know why the body hasn't been found because
it was hidden. I mean, don't you see you're imagining all of this.
You call yourself names, You insist without proof that you're a murderer or
you know that that is, don't you, whoever you are. That's a
guilt complex that speaks for you. It's a guilt fantasy that goes way back
to your child. No, I think you're quite mad. You're you're much
crazier than I to do all this for a creature without a name, to
run off with a pair of emissions like that. Oh, I know it's
the Bill Hoff I ordered the later editions of the paper. That's the matter.
We have to live here? Why story in the paper police hunt.
Doctor Constance Peterson believed aiding Madman wanted in Edward's mystery. My picture's right below
at the room. Well recognize it. We've got to go quickly. We
can't that. Where we can go Rochester, Rochester, New York. By
the way, why are we going to Rochester. We're going to visit doctor
Brulos. Oh. Oh, the fellow doesn't like sauce bottle. He was
my analyst. He psychoanalyzed me really well, what was wrong with you?
All analysts have to be psychoanalyzed by other analysts before they start practicing Oh,
that's to make sure they are not crazy. Apparently the mind is never too
ill to make jokes about psychoanalysis. I'm sorry, I'm a pig. No,
I don't really. I keep forgetting your patient, and I hold you
like this. I feel entirely well, darling. Will you love me just
as much when I'm normal? Oh, I'll be insane about you. I
am normal. You're alone here in this compartment. There's nothing wrong with me
that a nice long kiss wouldn't kill. I've never treated a guilty complex like
this before. No, look, let's stop and pick up where we left
off. Pick up what Try to recall the first moment you thought you were
edwards, Darling, I have a confession tonight. I'm listening as a doctor.
You irritate me. I said, here swooning with love, and then
suddenly you ask me a question and I don't like you anymore. You have
to sit there smiling at me like some smuggling No at all, schoolty,
I can't help smiling. That's what happens in analysis. As the doctor begins
to uncover the truth in a patient, said patient develops a fine hearty hatred
or said doctor, Oh, you're going to hate me a great deal before
with you, and you're going to like that as a scientist. Yes,
well I should happen to biff you want. You'll consider it a sort of
diploma. Yes, but don't gift too high, darling, Darling, I
love you come close to me. No, not not really. I think
we should go on with our investigations. We have some new facts to work
over. What fact you're a doctor? You were in an accent? Do
you know? I was in an accent arm and forearmor burned? And you
were in Rome. I was never in Rome in my life. You were
either there or going there because in a moment of stress you mentioned Rome.
Now think of Rome? Maybe Rome it? When did you go to Rome?
What did you do in Rome? Sing? Think train, the railroad,
ties rushing by, I think, think, Yes, I remember something.
Fighter planes spotted US, times, got medical cover, Rome, headed
north, they hit us, caught fire, a uniform burned, bailed out.
All right. I don't know what that black South you left the eye,
Yes, probably deserted. I hated I hated killing. I can remember
that moment. Gilt fantasies were obviously inflamed by your Jesus as stop it babbling
like some phony. King Solomon, you sit there full of half wooded doubles
off. That makes no sense. There's anything I hate. It's a smug
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and guest narrator Alfred Hitchcock. The succeeding six hours on the Train for Constance
in JB or John Brown or whatever an amnesia victim could name himself was a
series of questions and evasive hanss relentlessly. Some fought to eat the depths of
his memory, but it was a losing battle. It was like a pygmy
facing a giant, and JB was a giant. They reached the home of
doctor Bruloh in Rochester. I worked with doctor Bruloph as his assistant for almost
a year. Right here in this house he got me the post of green
Mannis you like Alix? That one psychoanalyst and my hairs? Enough? What
are you going to tell him that we're on a honeymoon? Doctor? You
think of the most wonderful prescriptions? Alex, who is it? Please?
Oh, my old friend, come in, Please Alex, this is one
moment. Please this company here, Lieutenant detective Coolie, how do you do
The lieutenant is persecuting me. I just told them I know nothing about doctor
Edwards, but yesterday you had some theory. I already have explained that if
Edwards took along with him on vacation a paranoid patient, he was a bigger
fool than I ever knew he was. It is the same as playing with
a loaded gun. Good Night. Now it is late and my friends are
here. Sorry to have bothered you, doctor. Good night, ma'am.
Good night, sir, good night. What do you suppose they are snooping
around me for the next thing? Don't give me a third degree, Alex.
I'm so glad to see you. I was going to write you,
but it all happened, so suddenly I got married. Who's married, Alex?
My husband John Brown. Well, I'm glad to meet you officially.
So you're married. I congratulate you and wish you have babies and not phobias.
But the truth is, Alex, we have no hotel room. All
the hotels were so crowded. What do you want for the hotel? That's
for me, billionaires. You'll stay right here, cook my coffee in the
morning, and the house is yours. Oh, how wonderful of you.
M h your old room is upstairs. Good night, and happy dreams,
which we will analyze at breakfast. Do you know this room has changed?
Oh, but it isn't really, it's I whom changed. It's called transfer
of effects. What is the fact that everything seems so wonderful in this room?
That's what's called, is it? Darling? Did the policeman disturb you?
Oh? No, one ignores such trifles on a honeymoon. I take
it. This is your first timeymoon, Yes, I mean it would be
if it were darling. For what it's worth, I can't remember ever having
kissed any other woman before. I have nothing to remember of that nature.
I M you're very sweet, of course, I'm no child. Far from
it. I'm well aware that we're all bundles of inhibitions. D I'm stopping.
No, please, don't don't do that. It isn't ethical. I'm
here, is your doctor. You may stop worrying, doctor. I'm going
to sleep on the couch. No. No, the doctor occupies the couch
fully dressed, and the patient always sleeps in the bed. Now, I'll
leave you for a bit so that you can get undressed and get under those
covers, covers, covers. What is it you remember something this room reminds
you. No, No, you're resisting a memory. What's in your mind?
Start that again? Don't stand there with that wise a ca a.
Look, I'm sick of your double looking at the bed. What frightens you
though? It's white ring. Yes, when I made fork marks on the
table, they had you John. And then that night that you kissed me,
you pushed me away because of my robe, because white it had dark
lines. Try to think. Why does the color white frighten you? Think
of white white? Yes, it frightens me. I can't look. No,
I stand still and look at the white spread. I'll look at it
and no, no, no, no, no. What is that in
your head? I don't know. I don't know. It's a straight edged
razor. Where did you get there? I don't know. I tell you,
I must have picked it up somewhere. Give it to me, this
razor. Why am I clutching miss racer? Ah, it was you.
I just have me a glass of milk and some crackers. Frae time me
please, I'll get another glass. I was a young man. I was
always saying, if I would only get along by myself instead of work,
stopping, try to go away, go away, stop in my head to
you? You know why? And now nothing except living. Here's your glass
of milk, milk, white, white, kill kill. Alex? Are
you all right morning? Yes? I'm all right, thank you. I
fell asleep in my chair. What time is it? Seven o'clock? Alex?
My husband is he must have gone out very early this morning. You
didn't happen to see he didn't go out asleep on the couch Constance. I
know who he is. I should have known. I couldn't fool you this
razor. I found it in his hand last night. It's a schizophrenia capable
of committing murder. I'm going to call the police. No, Alex,
please let me tell you about him. What is there for you to say?
My dear? We both know that the mind of a woman in love
is operating on the lowest level of the intellect. Yes, you're right.
No, I'm not an analyst here, I'm not even a doctor, and
I'm not going to talk to you is one. But believe me, Alex,
not what I say, but what I feel. The mind isn't everything.
The heart sees deeper sometimes, and the shock of a police investigation might
ruin his chances for recovery. And Alex, I can't save him. If
he killed doctor Edwards, how can you help him? But he didn't,
he didn't. But if it turns out he did, which I am good
and certain it well, but it both Alex, you yourself taught me what
Freud says. A man cannot do anything in amnesia that his real character would
not have done. And how do you know what his real character is?
I know, I do know. I couldn't feel this way toward the man
who was bad and admitted murder. I couldn't feel this pain for someone who
was evil. Ayre, you are twenty times crazier than he. What do
you want me to do? Give me time to treat him and cure him
before the police find him. This could take a year, No, Alex,
no, oh, write a half a year. We should sit and
hide for a half a year, waiting to find out if he's going to
cut your throat, my throat and set the house a final No, Alex,
please just a few days before you turn him over. Let me try
for just a few days more. And if I can't do anything, if
we both can, then you can call the police. You're not hiding a
criminal. There's no evidence against him. Please all right, Oh, make
me coffee. I will pretend to myself I'm acting sensible for a few days.
You don't remember your father or mother, no wife or sweet all.
Don't fight me. I'm going to help you if I can. I'm going
to be your father image trust me. Lean on you, all right?
Go on, go on, I'm leaning. Maybe you've got something you want
to tell me. A single thought a few words in the corner of your
head. Go talk to me. Whatever comes to your head, Just say
what it is. Nothing, nothing. I don't believe in dreams. That
Freud's stuff is a lot of poy. I explain to you about dreams,
so you don't think it's a lot of hooey. The secrets of who you
are and what made you run away from yourself, all these secrets are buried
in your brain, but you don't want to look at him. The human
being very often does not want to know the truth about himself because he thinks
it will make him sick. He she makes himself sick at trying to forget
you follow me. I'm not interested. All I've heard around here is dreams,
dreams, dreams. I'm sick of them. There's nothing in them.
But there is. I tell you, I tell you what you're trying to
hide, what they tell it to you, and I'll tell it to you.
In pieces of a puzzle that don't fit. The problem of the analyst
is to examine this puzzle, put the pieces together in the right place,
and the more cockied the details, the better for the scientific side. I
can't make out just what sort of a place it was, but I was
sitting and playing cards with a man. Yes, yes, it was a
gambling house, but there weren't any walls, just a lot of curtains with
eyes painted on them. A man was walking around with a large pair of
scissors cutting cutting all the draperies in half. And then a girl came in
with hardly anything on and started walking around the gambling room, kissing everybody.
She came to my table first. Did you recognize this kissing bog? Well,
I am afraid she looked a little like Constance aw. Oh. Well,
I I was sitting there playing cards with a man who had a beard.
I was dealing to him and I turned up the seven of clubs.
He said, that makes twenty one. I win. But when he turned
the cards, who were blank? And just then the propriety came in and
accused him of cheating. The propriety yell, this is my place, and
if I get you cheating again, I'll fix you. Is at the end
of the dream. Oh. Then someone was leaning over the sloping roof of
a high building. Was the man with the beard. I yelled to him
to watch out, and then he went over slowly with his feet in the
air. Then I saw the pride again, the man in the mask.
He was hiding, hiding behind a tall chimney, and he had a small
wheel in his hand. I saw him drop the wheel on the roof.
And then then I suddenly found myself in a weird, deserted desert. Constance
was sitting there. I ran to her, but she disappeared. Then I
heard something beating over my head. It was a great pair of wings.
The wings chased me and almost caught up with me. And when I came
to the bottom of the hill, I must have escaped. I don't remember
anymore. So something, something is happening. What is it? Oh,
pull down the shades the snow. The light frightened him. No, no,
it was the snow. Look outside, Look outside, Alex, what
do you see? Well, there are two children pulling a sled in the
snow. Except the runners of sleds on snow, dark lines on. You
must please pull down the sled marks on the snow. The reason for the
sudden disturbance. And sometime I don't know follow the pattern. First was the
shock at the side of fork. Lines drawn on a white tablecloth, then
my white book. It had dark lines and a couple of nights ago the
fight couples. Please pull the lines down, please. Doctor Edwards was fond
of spooks. He mentioned his tennis and skiing in his book. Yes,
skiing, ski tracks in snow. That's what those dark lines symbolized for him,
and his horror of the means, of course that they were immediately connected
with the cause of his anesia. Yes, and murderer ski. Where did
Edwards go for his ski? We must find out? Can you tell us
where? Try? He has told you already in his dream. The slope
roof that means only a mountain side. They were skiing, and the father
image, the bearded man, is Doctor Edwards. It's very simple. Edwards
plunged over a precipice while skiing, then a shadow chases him up and down
a hill. That could mean he was escaping from a valley, a valley.
A skiing resorts are often called valley's like Sudden valley, and he was
being pursued by a winged figure, a witch or a harpie. No,
the figure was you. If you grew wings, you would be an angel.
The dream was trying to tell him the name of the resort, an
angel, angel valley do you remember Angel Valley? Oh no, it wasn't
the Angel Valley. I remember it was a place called Gabriel Valley. What
else do you remember now? Who was the masked figure in your dream?
It was an accident? Do you remember that? A skiing accident? Doctor
Edwards went over a snow per? Oh no, it was snow accident.
I can't stand it anymore. I've had enough of it. We've got to
call the police. No, we've got to go to Gabriel Valley. You've
got to go with me. Oh all right, get your skis on,
we're going down that slope. I can't Why not? I know about the
razor and brew off, but nothing happens. Well, let me give myself
up. I've committed one murder. I can commit another. Guilt. Guilt
you've lived with it for a long time. Yes, since childhood. Ever
since your childhood, you've tried to run away from something. You've always felt
guilty about anything around you. What was it in you? It must have
been terrible for you to prefer to thin that you murdered Edwards rather than remember
what happened long ago. I'm not going down that slope. You said you
loved me. Look at me in Why am I fighting for you? Because
I love you? Because I need nothing? But what good will that We're
going down this slope as you did with Edwards, and you'll see your innocence.
You'll see what really happened, because it will happen again. Yes,
what if I killed him? Isn't it true that if the episode is repeated,
I'm likely to do the same thing I did before? Now do you
know I won't kill again because I'm convinced you didn't kill in the first place,
Constant, you'll believe in me enough to take such a chance with your
life, of course I do. You're ready to go down the ski room.
We're going to find out what happened to doctor Edwards. I'm ready follow
me, white white with dark lines. You know about the raising and Bruno.
I've committed one murder. White white with dark lines. Ski tracks,
Doctor Edwards, ski tracks ahead of me. Get close. I've got to
be near you, Doctor edkill Doctor Edwards here on the ski run. I'm
likely to do it again. Closer, I've got to get called. No,
I won't kill again. Soon, Priscip is ahead, pres head stop
doctor Edwards. Fall Oh, Constance, Constance, I remember doctor Edwards went
over the precipice, and where were you? I never was close to him.
I know Edwards was at least twenty five feet ahead of me as you
were when he went over. Come on, now, we're going to the
police. Oh, my darling, Constance, I remember my name. It's
John Valentine. But I'm very pleased to meet you. I ran into doctor
Edwards when I was in Cumberland Mountains trying to recover from some kind of nerve
shock. I got an army plane crashed. He was on vacation, but
I ought him to help me and invited me to go skiing with him.
We went through New York and a vaguely remember going to lunch somewhere. I'm
still a little vague about the lunch par And then we arrived here the accident
happened. Tell me it's vital that you remember your youth the incident. I
believe I can tell you that my brother Tom was five and I was seven.
We lived in a house which had a long banister alongside the steps outside
about the house, and immediately below the banister was an iron spiked rarely.
Tom now always used that banister for sliding One day. He went first,
and I followed behind him and reached the bottom. He didn't get out of
my path rapidly or nothing. I couldn't stop. Tom was impaled. I
realized now it was an accident. I didn't kill my brother, and the
ghost of the past has gone. I got it. That was the memory
you were afraid of. That's why you took on the role of doctor Edwards,
to prove to yourself that he wasn't dead and therefore you hadn't killed him.
It was your childhood guilt complex, Professor. I never quite realized in
my mn easy estate, how very lovely you are. Hello, doctor Peterson,
Hello Lieutenant Cooley. Did you find the body of doctor Edwards. Yes,
in almost the exact spots you told the mountain place it would be.
Oh, thank goodness, it's all cleared up. Well, not quite.
I'm afraid the bullet was found in the body. That's impossible. I'm afraid,
mister whatever your name is, that you're charged with murder. It's too
bad, Constance, your mister Ballentine was elected of murder. But you have
a great career ahead of you if you forgain. Thank you that Doctor Murchison,
at least one good thing came out of all this. You're back at
Green Manners. Who knows what would have happened to the place under doctor Edwards.
I knew Edward's only slightly. I never really liked him, but he
was a good man in a way. I suppose. Well, good night,
Constance. I hope you'll feel rested in the morning. I knew Edwards
only slightly. I knew I knew knew doctor Murchison. I want to talk
to you. Sit down. What's your problem? It's a dream, one
of my patients reported, May I ask who the patient is. The patient
is mister Ballentine, charming loyalty. What did he dream? He dreamed that
he was in a gambling house, was full of odd people playing with blank
cards. Blank cards. Obviously, the patient was trying to deny it was
a gambling house. One of the people in the place went around cutting drapes
in half. Another was a scantily dressed girl who was kissing every but with
a little effort, one could almost imagine them inmates of Green Manners. That's
what I had in mind, doctor. The patient was playing cards now no
longer blank, a game of twenty one with a bearded man who was evidently
doctor Edwards. Yes, one usually dreams of one's analysta's authority with appeared.
Has he dealt doctor Edwards as seven of clubs? And Edwards said, that
makes it twenty one. I would say that the patient was trying to mention
a low care. The seven of clubs might mean a club, yes,
with the word twenty one in it. There is such a place in New
York. It's called the twenty one Club. I've heard of this. And
the patient dreamed that the proprietor of the place came in and began accusing doctor
Edwards a cheating. He ordered Edwards out of the place and said, I
won't allow you to play here. This is my place. I'm going to
fix you. The dream gives the locale a double identity, the twenty one
Club and Green Manners, but the proprietor seems to belong more to the latter.
In fact, I would say that this angry proprietor who threatened doctor Edwards
as myself. It seemed that way to me. I presume you only arrived
at this solution tonight and have confided your findings. Nobody not yet was there
any more to the dream. Yes. The patient dreamed that he and doctor
Edwards were on a high sloping roof, and that he saw doctor Edwards plunge
over to his death. He also saw the angry propriet hiding behind a chimney,
holding a sore wheel in his hand. He dropped the wheel, the
symbolism of the wild escapes. It was a revolver. The proprietor who threatened
doctor Edwards's life dropped a revolver in the snow in Gabriel Valley after shooting doctor
Edwards in the back. The weapon is still there at the foot of the
tree, with the murderer's fingerprints on it. I cannot agree with this part
of your interpretation. For the good reasons. The weapon is now in my
hand. I imagined that something of this thought would happen after I made the
slip about knowing doctor Edwards that started your d iill young mind going. You
were having a breakdown and in a state of panic. You heard that Edwards
was to take your place here. You sought him out in his favorite restaurant
where he was lunching with John Vallentine. You accused him of stealing your job.
You threatened a kill him. He calmed you down and told you that
he was off on a skiing vacation, and you followed him there and you
shot him from behind a tree. That ever occur to you that the punishment
for two murders is the same as one. That you're not going to commit
a second murder. I haven't planned too. If you are here, you
are not leaving. My gun is trained at your heart. A man of
your intelligence does not commit a stupid murder. Doctor, you are thinking that
you are not mentally responsible for that other crime in the snow. They will
find extenuating circumstances in the state of your health. They will not execute you
for the death of doctor Edwards. You can still live, relight research even
if you are put away. I'm leaving, doctor Murchison, stay right where
you are, rout shooting. I don't think so. You're thinking right now
that if you shoot, it is cold, deliberate murder. You will be
tries as sane murderer, convicted as a sane man, and you will be
killed in the electric chair for your crime. I'm going to telephone the police.
Doctor murcheson a How does it feel to be a great animals starling and
a great detective. Wonderful, very wonderful. You know, with a little
orange blossom in your hair, you'll look wonderful. Him White a long time
ago, William Shakespeare route. The fault is not in our stars, but
in ourselves. How very wise he was. Our stars will return in just
a moment with screen director Alfred Hitchcock. Next Thursday, the Screen Director's Playhouse
will present Take a Letter, Darling. It will start two of your favorites,
roslind Russell and Fred McMurray with screen director Mitchell Lison. Now Here again
are our stars Joseph Cotton and Mercedes McCambridge, and mister Alfred Hitchcock. Thank
you Joseph Cotton and Mercedes McCambridge for a splendid performance on our Screen Director's Playhouse.
It is our aim to always present the best and will certainly you both
fall into that category. Thank you hitch for those beautiful words. What else
does an actor have to look forward to other than praise? Mind? If
I answer that job surely a paycheck. Seriously, though, it's been a
great privilege to work with you, mister Hitchcock, and for join myself,
I'd like to say, invite us back soon. Good night, good night,
hitch We'll be seeing you, Joe Cotton and Messages mc cambridge, good
Night, Everybody. Spellbound is from the David O sales Nick motion picture production
of the same name. Watch for the next sales Nick release, Gypsy Blood,
starring Jennifer Jones and producing technical Joseph Cotton. May soon be seen in
Paramount's production September Affair. Mercedes McCambridge may soon be seen in Metro Golden Mayer's
production Inside Straight. Alfred Hitchcock has just completed Strangers on a Train for Warner
Brothers. The night's cast included Herbert Butterfield, Bill Tracy, Jim Knusser,
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In tonight's musical score, portions were transcribed. The night's production of Spellbound was
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great Detectives of Old Time Radio. Welcome back. Obviously, this was a
film that took soccer analysis very seriously. You could almost say that it was
too seriously, but it definitely plays a big role in the solution, in
the way the mystery is solved. The actual film ending was a bit darker
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scene in the way that is portrayed. Overall, I think that Mercedes mc
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