She-wolf Of London
- PASSED
- Year:
- 1946
- 61 min
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[Bell Tolling]
[Clearing Throat]
What is it, Latham?
It's nearly 10:
00, Inspector.I have a carriage waiting.
Carriage? What carriage? You wanted
to look at that place in the park.
Don't you recall, sir?
Oh, yes. Yes, of course.
Confounded nuisance, spending one's
time on routine investigations.
I'd hardly call
this routine, sir.
What would you call it? Why, I-I...
I'd say it was
highly unusual...
werewolf in a London park.
Werewolf?
I'm surprised at you, Latham. I always
looked upon you as an intelligent man.
Where on earth did you
get this "werewolf" idea?
I know, you've been looking at the
papers. Well, they are full of it.
Bosh! From what I understand of the
case, the man was nipped by a stray dog.
Oh, it was much worse than that,
sir. He was very badly slashed.
He swears that it was not
I suppose he was
accosted by a man...
who suddenly sprouted
hairy ears and long fangs.
No, sir.
No ears, and no fangs.
As a matter of fact, it
wasn't a man. It was a woman.
visiting grog shops, isn't it?
Oh, sir, I never touch a drop...
before 6:
00 in the evening.Come along.
Yes, sir.
Fine morning, isn't it? Much too fine...
to be wasting it on minor
things like stray dogs.
Well, Miss Allenby, are you
prepared to accept defeat gracefully?
You haven't defeated me
yet, Mr. Lanfield. [Chuckles]
We are certainly formal this morning,
aren't we, Phyllis? [Chuckles]
Yes, we are. Much too formal for two
people who are to be married next week.
Next December.
Next week.
This race is
merely a formality.
You sure you don't want the handicap
All right. Do you mind if I
review the terms of the race?
Just to refresh your memory. As a
lawyer, I don't want any loopholes.
I'll save you
the trouble, sir.
"We race to the road in the glen, and
the winner names our wedding day. "
Which will be next December,
because I'm going to win!
And I adore winter
weddings. And I detest them.
That's why I'm going to win. You ready?
Ready.
Start counting.
One, two, three...
go!
Well, Miss Allenby,
I won fairly and squarely,
and next week you'll
become Mrs. Barry Lanfield.
five-length handicap I offered you.
I'm glad I didn't,
Barry. You see, I...
I didn't really want to
wait till next December.
You didn't?
[Latham] Aha. You see? They're woman's
footprints, Inspector. There's no doubt.
She came along the meadow, and
probably went through this hedge.
You know, that fellow might
have been telling the truth...
about a female werewolf
attacking him.
[Inspector] Stop that nonsense
about a werewolf attacking anybody.
I'm sorry, Inspector. Is there a
way we can get through this brush?
[Man] Here's a spot, sir. All right,
we'll have a look on the other side.
[Latham] Yes, well, let me
help you, sir. Thank you.
What's the
matter, Phyllis?
You look frightened. Oh,
why... those voices startled me.
Shall we go? Yes, now that we have
an audience, the spell is broken.
We seem to have interrupted
a romantic moment. Mm.
You know, when I was courtin' my
missus, we used to go horseback ridin'.
Did you? Yeah. Then we got married,
and she refused to go near
She only pretended to like riding
until she got me well-hooked.
When you're quite finished
mooning about your courting days,
perhaps we can get on with the
business in hand. I'm sorry, Inspector.
Uh, come on.
You look very thoughtful.
I have many things
on my mind.
After all, I'm to be
a bride next week.
That's not
what's troubling you.
the constables were saying?
Frankly, I am. It's not a
very comfortable feeling,
to know that such weird
things are taking place...
in the park so close
to where one lives.
[Chuckles] But certainly you don't believe
those newspaper stories about werewolves?
That's just sensational trash, the sort
of thing one reads in penny dreadfuls...
if one reads
penny dreadfuls.
You don't read them, do
you? Oh, of course not.
It's just that I... I guess
I'm on edge, because...
Well, there's no man
in our house.
Your worries will be over next
week, when you move into my diggings.
In the meantime, I don't think
you'll be roaming the park at nights.
Not if I can help it.
[Growling]
[Loud Barking]
Oh, Hannah.
Yes, Miss Carol.
Will you do something for me
while you're doing the marketing?
Of course, miss. You want
me to fetch something?
No, I want you to
deliver something.
Please leave this at the chemist
on the corner near the greengrocer.
Just say that someone will
call for it this afternoon.
Will you do that? Oh, ho! So it's
Cupid I'm playing this fine morning!
[Laughing] Yes. And the
note is very important.
They always are at your age. [Laughs]
Don't fret. I'll see that it's delivered
quickly. Thank you very much, Hannah.
Hannah.!
Yes, Mrs. Winthrop?
L:
- Is there something else you've thought of for me to bring from the market?
No. I'll take that note
Carol handed to you.
Note? What note? Quickly. I
saw you put it in your basket.
But, mother, it's only
a... I'll see what it is.
Give it to me before I lose
patience and discharge you.
I'm sorry, Miss Carol. Run
along and do your marketing.
Hmmph!
I thought so. Mother,
you've no right to...
To keep you from making
a fool of yourself...
over a worthless fellow
like Dwight Severn?
Is that what you were
about to say? I love Dwight.
And he's not worthless. He's fine
and sweet and considerate and...
And hasn't a penny
to his name.
Come in the house, Carol.
I want to talk to you.
[Banging]
Sit down.
I'm certain you imagine yourself madly in
love with this starving young artist of yours.
But have you given any thought
to what happens to us...
the moment Phyllis
marries Barry Lanfield?
on pretty much the same.
Of course, we'll miss her. It's
not as simple as that, Carol.
That's why I'm delving
into the past now,
to tell you of certain things I probably
should have explained to you long ago.
The reason
I haven't told you is...
that your happiness has always
been uppermost in my mind.
First, I think you should know...
you're not Phyllis's cousin.
You're not related
to her in any way.
I don't understand.
You're her aunt, and...
No. I'm not related
to her, either.
I'm only the woman who might
have married Reginald Allenby.
Reginald Allenby? Phyllis's father? Yes.
This is the note he sent me the
day before I married your father.
Read it.
"My own darling, I know that nothing
I can say will change your mind.
"I wish you every happiness,
even though my heart tells me...
get over loving you,
Reggie. " Of course, he did get over it.
Disappointed suitors
generally do.
He married Phyllis's mother just one
year after I married your father...
a man as penniless as the precious
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