Hush...Hush, Sweet Charlotte Page #6

my walkin' papers?

No, it's just that

you won't be needed any longer.

Is that so?

What about when she comes back?

Or isn't she coming back?

Since the house won't be here,

I hardly think that's relevant.

Oh, you think so, huh?

You know what I think?

I think if she leaves with you, she ain't

never gonna be seen or heard from again.

Anyways, I take my orders

from Miss Charlotte and not from you.

It should be obvious even to you

that my cousin is in no

condition to run a household.

Oh, is that so? Well, there's a whole lot

of things that's obvious to me.

The childish tricks

you've been playing here

are more than sufficient reason

to dismiss you.

Tricks?

What are you calling tricks?

It wasn't me who ripped

your dadburned old dress.

But you seem to know it was ripped.

And I haven't mentioned it to anyone.

Besides, it isnt just the dress.

I don't even know

what you're talking about.

But I do know one thing, though.

You're just jealous because

Miss Charlotte always favoured me.

And you're trying to do me out

of the money

that she promised me

when she passes away.

Oh, that's charming.

Quite charming.

My cousin just happens

to be a little ill,

and you're already

dividing up the spoils.

I didn't mean it.

I did not mean it that way

and you damn well know it.

Anyways, you don't have no call

to be so high-and-mighty.

I seen all that fancy foreign mail

that you been getting.

Think I don't know a due bill

when I see one?

You had it in for me since the first time

you come to this house. Why?

Cos I can see right through you.

You didn't fool me then,

and you don't fool me now.

My dear Velma,

I wouldn't dream of trying.

But the point is, you're fired.

You're just not needed any longer.

I'm not gonna clear out

just cos you say so.

I've been looking after her

since before you ever come here.

Where do you think you're going?

I'm gonna tell her

what you've been up to.

Don't you dare go up there

and bother her.

What's going on up there

that you don't want me to see?

Now, Velma. Miss Miriam's more than

qualified to look after Miss Charlotte

and to take care of closing up the house.

So you're in on this together, huh?

- You and her.

- You ought to be ashamed of yourself.

Miss Charlotte's sick.

You're not going to help her get well

by kicking up all this ruckus.

All right. All right, I'm going.

But don't think

you're not gonna be sorry,

both of you.

What in the world does she think

we're gonna be sorry about?

She's always been insanely jealous

of anyone who was close to Charlotte.

I guess it's something

she just can't be rational about.

- You haven't got much to go on, really.

- I've got what I know, don't I?

I know the state Miss Charlotte's been in

ever since that fool woman come here.

She wouldn't have smashed them mirrors

if someone didn't have her

good and worked up about something.

She loves that old house.

She really does.

Yes, but even allowing that there may be

some cause for concern, what can I do?

You could do something.

She likes you.

I seen how she was with you.

Now, if you was to...

If you was to go out there, and you were

to tell her not to listen to them,

I think she'd mind what you say.

I must admit the whole thing

seems strangely odd to me.

If they take my Miss Charlotte away

from that house,

I ain't gonna never see her again.

I knows it. I just knows it.

You feeling all right, Charlotte?

Somebody has to finish

your packing for you, don't they?

You don't want to leave

all your things behind, do you?

Do you?

Papa.

Papa, I'm gonna have to leave the house.

I tried to keep the house,

but they're tearing it down.

I can't help it.

Don't be angry.

I've lived alone here

all these years to protect you.

You know that.

Just because I loved John

more than I loved you,

didn't give you the right to murder him

just to punish me!

John never hurt you.

John never even...

Just one more time, baby.

Just one more time.

Once again.

Thanks. Remind me

to send you one for Christmas.

Charlotte?

Charlotte?

Charlotte, what is it?

How is she?

She'll keep.

We'll have to get rid of this.

It's almost too real, isn't it?

Your artist friend in New Orleans

has quite a talent.

And a minimum of curiosity.

- Do you think it's done the job?

- Not quite.

We could probably achieve the rest

with this drug,

but the effect wouldn't be permanent.

Besides, chemically, it's traceable.

Then we'll have to go through

with the rest?

Don't you worry.

After the last phase of the treatment,

there won't be a doctor in Louisiana

who wouldn't commit her.

Then establishing your right

to handle the estate should take...

just a few days.

Good morning, Charlotte.

Where's Velma?

You let her go yesterday.

You fired her.

Fired?

You're not going to need her

any longer.

I had a terrible dream.

- Terrible.

- I know.

You'll stop having them

once you're away from here.

Now, you eat your breakfast.

I'll come back later

and see how you are.

Miss Charlotte.

Miss Charlotte.

Miss Charlotte.

What have they been giving you?

That's some kind of drug, ain't it?

Oh, Miss Charlotte.

I thought you'd gone.

I was gone. They kicked me out.

Miss Miriam and your friend, Dr. Drew.

I told that to Mr. Wills,

but he wouldn't listen.

You can't go that way, Miss Charlotte.

I've got to go and get your coat.

Your shoes.

You can't go there.

Come on, Miss Charlotte.

I've got to get you outta here.

Come on, honey. We gotta go.

Miss Charlotte. Come on.

Don't you say anything.

You hush now, hear?

Don't you say a word.

Miss Charlotte, here.

Miss Charlotte, don't say anything.

Shh, Miss Charlotte.

You'll be able to eat something later.

I'll take this away.

Is there anything you want

before I leave?

I'll look in on you later.

Now get some rest.

- Come on, you got to wake up now.

- No, no, Velma, no!

Shh, you gotta be quiet.

Come on, put your legs over here.

That's right.

You got to put this coat on.

Put your little hand in here now.

Come on. That's right. Come on.

Give me your other hand. That's good.

Get your hand in there. Come on.

Give me your other one.

You just can't keep hogs

away from the trough, can you?

- I've come to get my things.

- Is my cousin one of your things?

I'm taking her outta here, away from you!

The only thing you're taking

out of here is you!

Miss Charlotte! Miss Charlotte!

Oh, so you're finally showing

the right side of your face, ain't ya?

Well, I seen it all the time.

That's some kind of drug

that you've been giving her!

You've been making her

act the way she's been.

Well, I'm going into town, and I'm going

to tell them what you been up to!

Dr. Bayliss, please.

Yes, Bayliss.

And hurry. Please hurry.

Sit down.

You seem awfully nervous.

He was always fighting to keep

two things:
his daughter and his money.

- And now he'll lose both.

- Got to hand it to him, though,

he held on to both of 'em an awful

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