Shadow Of A Doubt Page #5

I'll be right back.

You shouldn't tease

Papa like that.

[Chuckles]

I wasn't teasing him.

I just hate

this stuffy atmosphere.

They're waving

for us to come in.

- [Charlie]

Hello, Mr. Greene.

- Hello, Charlie.

Well, Mr. Greene, this is

my brother-in-law, Mr. Oakley.

How do you do?

How are you,

Mr. Oakley?

Well, Mr. Greene, I was thinking

of settling down here

for awhile.

Great country. Great country.

We think so.

What have you been doing?

I suppose you might call me

a promoter. I've done

a little bit of everything.

The only trouble I find is

that once I make the money,

I'm not interested in it.

Not interested in money?

[Chuckles]

You know there's plenty

of money lying around waiting

for somebody to pick it up.

I thought maybe I'd put

some of my loose cash away

for safekeeping.

- Naturally, I thought

of the bank where Joe works.

- [Mr. Greene] Loose cash?

Well, I got in a habit

of carrying a lot of cash

with me when I was traveling.

A dangerous habit, Mr. Oakley.

Hmm. Never lost a penny

in my life, Mr. Greene.

I guess heaven takes care

of fools and scoundrels.

[Chuckles]

Yes.

Thirty,

thirty-five, forty.

Forty thousand.

Shall we start

with forty?

- If you'll just write out

a deposit slip, Mr. Oakley.

- Ah, details.

I'm glad to see you're a man

who understands details,

Mr. Greene.

They're most important to me.

Most important.

All the little details.

[Woman]

Oh, dear. I'm sorry.

I didn't know you were busy.

We can come back.

Come in, now that

you're here. Come in.

Mrs. Greene,

I'd like you to meet

my uncle, Mr. Oakley.

Uncle Charlie,

this is Mrs. Greene

and Mrs. Potter.

Mrs. Greene,

Miss Potter.

[Chuckles]

Mrs. Potter.

Oh, and there was something

about you that made me think...

Yes?

- What did you want, Margaret?

- Well, we were going shopping

and I only had five dollars...

There's one good thing

in being a widow,

isn't there?

You don't have to ask

your husband for money.

[All Laughing]

Here you are.

Oh, thank you.

Good-bye, Mr. Oakley.

Mrs. Potter.

Bye, Mrs. Greene.

[Pen Scratching]

There. There you are,

Mr. Greene.

Charlie, let's see the town

and have some lunch.

Good-bye, Mr. Oakley.

Bye, Mr. Greene.

Call on us

for advice anytime.

Thank you.

Joe, you may see

Mr. Oakley to the door.

Joe, keep your eyes open.

You'll have his job

in a couple of years.

[Typewriters Clacking]

Here he is.

[Bus Bells Ringing]

Those must be

the questionnaire men.

They're a whole hour early.

I won't see them.

Don't worry.

You don't have to

if you don't want to.

I'll see that you don't.

The way they got

around your mother.

I thought she'd have

better sense.

How do you do?

How do you do?

You must be the men

who want to interview us.

My name is Graham, Miss Newton.

Oh, how do you do?

And this is Fred Saunders.

How do you do?

Won't you come in?

I'll call my mother.

Thank you.

Mother, the government men

are here.

Will you sit down?

But you said 4:
00.

Nothing's ready now.

My husband

is still at the bank

and-and the house is...

That's all we want now,

Mrs. Newton.

Some pictures of the house.

Saunders can get busy

and I'd like to ask

a few questions.

All right, but I do wish

you'd waited until I had

the house looking its best.

I wanted flowers around

and fresh curtains

in the kitchen.

And there are a lot of things

I don't want you

to photograph.

I believe you told me

you owned the house?

Own it? It owns us.

It seems to me no sooner

do I get one thing fixed

then something else gets broken.

And then it needs

fresh paint and th...

Mr. Saunders,

I'm very sorry...

but you simply cannot

take a picture

with that chair in it.

- It needs a new slipcover.

- And there are, uh,

six in your family?

- Five.

- Five? But...

Well, my uncle's

just visiting.

[Emmy]

I told you about him.

He's here from the East.

Put down five because my uncle

doesn't want to be bothered

with a lot of questions.

Well, you see,

on a survey, we usually...

[Charlie]

He's not interested

in a survey...

and I promised him

he wouldn't be bothered.

Well, we'd like it

if we could get

all of you.

You know, your opinions,

what you do

or what you want to do.

My uncle's opinions

aren't average and I'm afraid

they wouldn't help you.

I think when someone

asks for privacy,

they should have it.

Well, we'll...

The whole idea of this

thing is that...

Mr. Graham,

perhaps you'd better

choose another family.

We'll do anything you say,

of course, but this family

seemed right and...

[Emmy]

It is a nice family.

Charlie, why don't you let

the young men go ahead

so long as they're here?

Well, all right.

Okay. Saunders, go ahead

and get another shot.

Mrs. Newton, perhaps you could

tell me what organizations

you and your husband belong to.

How about a picture

in the kitchen?

Well, I'm afraid

the kitchen isn't quite

the way I'd like it.

Come along.

If you'll start

by breakin' an egg,

Mrs. Newton.

Oh, but you don't

start a cake

by breaking an egg.

You have to put

the butter and sugar

in first.

Survey or no survey,

I'm not going to start

by breaking an egg.

I thought I'd make

a maple cake. My brother

Charles loves maple cake.

What does your brother do?

Oh, I guess he just

does about everything.

What does he do?

Oh, he's just in business.

You know, the way men are.

My husband works in a bank,

but I think Charles

is just in business.

[Emmy]

If you really want a picture

of me breaking an egg,

you'll have to wait

till I cream the butter

and sugar.

I'll wait.

I wonder if we

could take a look

at the upstairs?

You show us, and your mother

can call us when she's ready.

All right.

If you'd rather wait,

Mr. Saunders.

Folding in the eggs

has to be done

just right.

I can't beat them

and let them stand.

The minute I hear

you've broken the eggs,

I'll come right down.

Yes.

I really don't see

what you want

to look up here for.

Whose room is that?

It's mine. My uncle's

using it now, though.

I'd like to get an idea

what your room looks like.

Typical girl, typical room.

Typical of you to ask.

My uncle's resting.

I really don't want

to disturb him.

Is there a back stairs?

Mm-hmm.

Right down the hall.

I'll bet you 50 cents

that your uncle

isn't in there.

[Chuckles]

Oh, betting's silly.

All you want to do

is photograph my room.

Doesn't he?

That's it.

Besides, I know

my uncle's in there.

All right,

I'll still bet he isn't.

Let me knock and see.

Oh, I'll knock.

Uncle Charlie?

Uncle Charlie,

may we come in?

See?

You were right.

Nice room. Do you mind

if I take a picture or two

since he isn't here?

I certainly don't want

to disturb your uncle.

Oh, I suppose so.

But I really can't imagine

anyone being interested

in my room.

It's not the way I'd like it.

I'd like to have it all white.

Yellow and white.

Might as well let him

work in peace.

Besides, I'd like

to talk to you.

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