Shadow Of A Doubt Page #6

You know, your picking us

as an average family

gave me a funny feeling.

- What kind of a funny feeling?

- Oh, I don't know.

I guess I don't like

to be and average girl

in an average family.

Average families

are the best. Look at me.

I'm from an average family.

As average as ours?

Sure. Besides,

I don't think

you're average.

Oh, that's because

you see me now

instead of a few days ago.

I was in the dumps,

and then Uncle Charlie came

and everything changed.

But your mother said

he only got here last night.

Maybe you just think...

I don't think. I know.

Funny, but when I try to think

of how I feel, I always

come back to Uncle Charlie.

Are you trying to tell me

I shouldn't think

he's so wonderful?

Oh, no. I...

[Emmy]

Mr. Saunders?

I'm ready with the eggs.

I hope Mr. Saunders

doesn't move anything in there.

My uncle's awfully neat

and fussy.

Saunders is neat and fussy too.

[Footsteps]

- Is this your uncle

you were telling us about?

- Yes, it is.

Now, for one of the hall.

[Shutter Clicks]

[Charlie] Mr. Saunders has

been taking pictures of my room.

My sister told me

to remind you

about eggs and a cake.

I don't like to be photographed.

I'll have to ask you

for the film.

Oh, Uncle Charlie.

Give it to me, please.

Give it to him, Fred.

That's too bad.

There's a picture

of Mrs. Newton on this film.

- Excuse me.

- [Emmy] Mr. Saunders,

I'm ready to fold in the eggs.

I can't let them stand

another minute.

[Saunders]

That was my last roll of film.

Oh.

Mr. Saunders took

Uncle Charlie's picture

by mistake...

and Uncle Charlie made him

give him back the roll.

He wasn't joking

about not wanting

to be photographed.

We didn't want

to start

a family feud.

I'll get you

making the cake

again tomorrow.

I won't be

making a cake

again tomorrow.

I want to help an important

work, but I cannot

go on making cakes.

You have helped,

Mrs. Newton.

And now I'd like

to ask another favor.

Could I borrow your daughter

for this evening? I'd like

to look around the town.

Ann?

Charlie.

Ann would be better.

Ann knows everything

about everybody.

Charlie.

Well, if, uh,

Charlie doesn't mind.

- I don't mind.

- Swell.

Good-bye, then,

Mrs. Newton.

Good-bye.

Half past 6:
00?

Half past 6:
00.

Okay. Good-bye.

Bye. Bye, Mr. Saunders.

Bye.

Good-bye.

He seems like

a nice young man.

But I thought you were

going to the movies

with Catherine.

Oh, I'll tell her

I don't feel well

or something.

[Traffic Noises]

[Both Laughing]

Hello, Charlie.

Well... hello, Catherine.

Hello, Shirley.

Hello.

This is Jack Graham.

He's in town.

[Together]

How do you do?

Hello.

How's your throat, Charlie?

Oh, much better.

Thank you.

Bill Forest was

asking about you.

Oh. Bill Forest?

[Embarrassed Chuckle]

Well, uh... good-bye.

Bye.

Good-bye.

Bye.

[Both Laughing]

I know

what you are, really.

You're a detective.

There's something the matter

and you're a detective.

Charlie, listen.

I don't want to listen.

Why, you're not

on a survey at all.

You lied to us.

You lied to Mother.

You just wanted to get

in our house. Police.

That's what it is.

What do you want with us?

What are you doing around here

lying to us?

Look, Charlie,

you've got to listen to me.

You've got to trust me.

When you've done

nothing but lie?

And you probably didn't want

to take me out at all

the way I thought.

You just wanted to ask me

a lot of questions.

Have I asked you

a lot of questions?

Have I?

All right,

I'm a detective.

A pretty bad one.

Now, won't you even

listen to me?

Why should I

when you lied to me?

I had to.

When I came here

to find a man,

I hadn't counted on you.

I hadn't counted on your mother

or your family.

Find a man? What man?

There's a man loose

in this country.

We're after him.

We don't know much.

We don't even know

what he looks like.

Charlie, think.

How much do you know

about your uncle?

Why, he's my mother's

brother. What's he got

to do with it?

This man we want

may be your uncle.

Oh, I don't believe you.

Go away and leave me alone.

We're after one man.

Your uncle may be that man.

But in the East,

there's another man

who's being hunted, too,

through Massachusetts

and into Maine;

he may be the one.

My uncle hasn't

done anything.

He knows it would kill

my mother if he did.

He's her younger brother,

just like Roger is mine.

Why don't they arrest

that man in the East?

Why don't you go away

and leave us alone?

Charlie, when we were

eating tonight and talking

about our folks...

and what we'd done and how

we felt, we were like

two ordinary people.

We'd been brought up

about the same.

You liked me

and I liked you.

Oh, it doesn't matter now.

What do you mean,

"it doesn't matter"?

It's the only thing that does.

If it weren't for you,

you don't think I'd care...

how or where I caught up

with your uncle, do you?

Because if he's the guy,

I'm going to catch up with him.

Remember that.

And you're going to keep

your mouth shut.

You're going to keep

your mouth shut because

you're such a nice girl...

you'd help if you knew

your uncle was the man

we wanted.

I wouldn't help you.

And I know you would.

And I'm trying

to make it easier for you.

If your uncle's the man

we want, we'll get him

out of town quietly.

We won't arrest him here.

Arrest him here in town?

With Mother?

I'm trying to tell you

we won't.

- Please, Charlie.

- I won't say anything.

Oh, take me home!

[Clock Bell Tolling]

Good night, Charlie.

It's going to be funny

when you find out

you're wrong.

Good night.

[Engine Starts]

[Car Departs]

Hello, Charlie.

Home already?

Oh, yes, Dad.

It's so nice out, I thought

I'd get a breath of air

before I went to bed.

Well, you better run in.

Your Uncle Charlie's

been asking about you.

I think I'll just go up

the back way.

I-I'm tired and I don't

feel like talking.

All right.

Suit yourself.

Take care of yourself.

Mm-hmm.

Good night, Herb.

Good night, Charlie.

Good night, Charlie.

What were we saying, Herb?

Did I notice what?

Well, did you taste

anything funny...

about that coffee you had

at my house this evening?

No.

It tasted all right.

That's what I mean.

It wasn't all right.

Put something in it?

Put a little soda.

About the same amount

that I'd have used

if I'd wanted to use poison.

Well, you don't say.

I never tasted a thing.

Of course, I might not

notice the soda.

You'd notice the soda more

than you would the poison.

[Scoffs]

For all you knew, you might

just as well be dead now.

[Rustling]

Aren't you

asleep yet, Ann?

Uh-uh.

Charlotte,

what are you doing?

Oh, I'm just looking

for a recipe

I thought I saw,

but it's just

so torn up...

They have papers

in the "libarry."

New ones and old ones.

Miss Corcoran

will get them out for you.

She won't even notice

if you cut out

a little, bitty recipe.

Oh, it's not

that important.

What time does

the library close?

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