Lady in a Cage

This is the Radio Tabernacle

to ask this question:

Have we an anti-Satan missile?

While we've been conquering

polio and space...

... what have we done about the devil?

Darling?

You downstairs?

I'll be right down.

- Mother!

- Don't shout, love.

I'm right here.

I don't know why I don't

keep this in my room.

I simply adore it.

- Well, you better wash it first.

- Really?

I don't think too much washing

is good for Lowestoft.

In cool water. I'll do it.

- I have to get my breakfast things.

- Oh, I'll get them. You start on down.

- Go on now, darling. Go ahead.

- Did you leave me a note?

- What?

- One of your little love notes.

Like you used to.

Well, yes, but I don't want you

reading it until I've left.

Go ahead. Start down.

Is that new shaving stuff?

- Marvellous scent.

- Guaranteed to make me irresistible.

You better get a move on.

- The radio says traffic's fierce already.

- Okay.

Oh, you go ahead. I don't have

patience for that contraption.

I don't blame you. I'll be glad

when I don't have to use it anymore.

It's really gonna be hot today.

It's warm right now.

American or Russian...

The expected death toll from

highway accidents as well as

swimming and boating mishaps

may well exceed

last year's record high.

They always sound so sort of pleased.

- What?

- Drive very, very carefully, love.

I always do.

"Careful" Malcolm they call me.

"Un-Headstrong" Hilyard.

I do wish you could try to cut down

on your smoking.

I'll try.

Who are your guests going

to be this weekend?

- Peggy and Paul?

- Oh, just the three of us.

I'm cook, Paul's butler

and Peggy gets to be waited on.

We'll miss you.

Perhaps we can go up together

in the fall.

I should be through

with this wretched thing by then.

Although I keep dreaming that maybe

the stock market will go zooming up,

and we can go to Paris.

London and Paris.

All this war talk in the papers,

maybe we should go into

armament stocks again.

It seems such a terrible way to make

money though, don't you think?

You're gonna be all right now?

Nellie's available?

I'll call Nellie if I need her,

you if I need you,

ice company if I need ice,

the coal company if I need coal,

and the happiness people

if I need happiness.

Yes, dear, I'll be fine.

I squeezed some fresh orange juice

for you.

I'll get something to eat on the road.

I read an article about

blood sugar and hot days.

Orange juice is highly recommended.

How about that other article

you read last month,

that it's actually healthier to keep

your blood-sugar level low?

What?

No, I'm kidding, darling.

Though your health hints

do sort of overlap sometimes.

Tease me all you want, but drink it.

That's a good boy.

I'll be back by...

Oh, lunchtime, Tuesday.

Maybe right after lunch.

Such a large suitcase

for one small weekend?

Why not? I don't have to pay

excess baggage to the car.

Oh, Lowestoft, cool and pure

Passion remote and beauty secure

Who wrote that?

Come to think of it,

it's a line of mine.

That's getting old,

forgetting your own work.

- What?

- I was just wondering who wrote

a bit of verse and then

remembered it was I.

Darling, you really had

better get started,

or it'll just be traffic, traffic, traffic.

Goodbye.

- Give my love to Peggy and Paul.

- I will.

Have a good time, love.

Now, what the hell's the matter

with you?

lt'll be all right in a minute.

I suppose all the electricity

in the neighbourhood is off.

I'm sure people are calling up

like mad.

Hello?

Hello?

Hello?

I never felt so idiotic in my life.

Happy weekend!

The movement to the mountains,

lakes and beaches continues.

Everybody is heading

for the great outdoors.

Here in the city,

the nude, decapitated body of a

woman has been found in a cistern...

Dear workmen, wherever you are,

please hurry and fix everything.

Please?

I'm really being absurd.

My mind has me dying of thirst.

Really.

Oh, my.

Well...

...this is what it's for.

How many times I've passed

bells ringing.

Just walked on.

Well, I never will again.

At least not for several days.

I'm here in my own house,

a few feet from cars and people.

Or is this panic?

Hello!

Well, I'm not going to stay here

half the morning.

I don't care how much racket I make.

How does that poem go?

Here in this city

This busy place

Here in Cleveland, Paris,

Des Moines, Babylon

We have conquered fear

Have we not?

We have not.

Without light...

...this would really be a tomb.

Really be a tomb.

Save the batteries.

Nellie, is that you?

Whoever is out there,

I am trapped in here.

You see, I broke my hip last April,

and we had an elevator...

Hello?

Hello?

In here!

In front. In the elevator.

Whoever it is, I will build

a small shrine to you.

Hello!

I was afraid I'd be trapped

in this miserable cage

till my son gets back Tuesday.

Why won't you answer me?

Answer me!

Oh, boy.

Graven images!

Repent!

Help!

Repent!

Help! Help!

- Help!

- Repent!

Help!

Help!

Help!

Help!

- Help! Help!

- Repent! Repent!

Help!

Repent!

Where does he get that toaster?

An old wino?

A 40, $50 toaster.

A bottle of good wine,

cigarettes in his pockets?

An old wino?

Lady and gentlemen, do you have

some business with Mr. Paul?

On account of the holiday,

he will be closing earlier today.

Step up or step out.

I wonder where he's going.

- Don't you wonder where he's going?

- Yeah.

He must have found something

real good, all right.

Don't you think?

Yeah.

Turn.

Turn.

Turn.

Turn.

Turn.

We'll save you, dear.

Reach.

Ring, somebody.

Nellie...

Nellie, please.

Call...

...me...

...up!

Malcolm, love...

...call me up.

He's dialling.

It's getting ready to ring.

Now!

Malcolm, baby...

Call me up.

Call.

What the hell?

What?

What? Who?

What the hell?

Two bucks?

Who'd be giving me two bucks?

Oh, my God.

Old "Repent, Repent, Repent."

What are you doing down there on

your knees? You praying at my door?

You gave me two bucks a while back,

and I says it's a loan,

and you says, like, you didn't think

you'd ever get it back.

- Well, you did.

- Yeah.

Repent, repent, repent.

Yeah, I remember you.

I told you my name.

It's George L. Brady Jr.

Yeah, well, it's early as hell, honey.

What time is it?

It's 12:
04.

Saturday. All day.

You can keep it.

- Why?

- Well, I thought maybe

I could tell you about something.

We can make money.

- I don't work with nobody no more.

- No, nothing like that!

- So come on in.

- Yeah?

What's the deal?

There's this house,

and she's stuck in an elevator,

the lady, till probably Tuesday,

she says.

I need somebody with a suitcase

to help me out.

We could do real good,

clean out the whole house probably.

You had two bucks,

you could've got a suitcase.

Oh, there's a lot of wine.

There's a room full.

Wine, huh?

Yeah.

And you want somebody to keep you

away from the wine long enough?

- Yeah.

- Nursemaid, huh?

Me?

What kind of stuff in that house?

Oh, everything.

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