The Cat and the Canary Page #3
- Year:
- 1939
- 72 min
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Yeah?
What's this all about? I wouldn't know.
Better ask Fred.
Why blame it on me?
Two grown men,
it's too absurd.
Fred, I want to
talk to Charlie.
Oh?
I'll just be a minute.
Same old Casanova.
Well, I'll be in the
dining room, if you need me.
Now, Charlie,
once and for all...
Joyce, why
do you hate me?
I don't hate you,
Charlie, I...
You were in love
with me once.
No.
Yes, you were.
Darling, can't we...
We had this all out
a long time ago, Charlie.
Give me another
chance, Joyce.
I won't fail you this time,
I swear I won't.
You can forget that girl.
No, it wasn't just that,
it was...
We can't
thrash it out tonight.
Tomorrow, then.
Tomorrow is better.
Yes, tomorrow is
much better.
Here you are, Cicily.
Oh, thank you, Wally.
You know, I've always wanted to be
an actress and now, just think of it,
some of the same blood that flows
through my veins flows through yours.
Yeah, it's gruesome, isn't it?
Let's change the subject.
I may not see you people
in the morning,
I have a luncheon
engagement in New Orleans.
I have to get up early.
Early? Well, you certainly don't
expect to sleep in this terrible house.
Don't big, empty houses
scare you?
Not me, I used to be
in vaudeville.
Oh...
Here.
Oh, Wally, you give me
such a comfortable feeling.
First this old house
gave me the creeps.
But with you here,
I don't know what fear is.
That's right, nobody's afraid
of an old house except a coward.
Turn out the lights.
What is it?
I don't know.
He's coming
toward the house.
Oh, Cicily.
What are you doing?
It's the only way
to stop a scream.
Oh, is that so? With me, it's for sneezing.
With me,
it's for screaming.
Oh, I didn't...
I got it. Hold it.
Cicily!
She's all right.
She's okay.
We thought we heard
some shots.
We thought we did, too. Well,
hadn't we better investigate?
Say, maybe you're right.
You may be wrong, though.
Well, I want
to go, too.
No, you'd better stay here
with Cicily. Come on, Wally.
Oh, no. I'm awfully sorry.
I screamed...
What is it?
Could I talk to you
a moment, sir?
Well, come in.
I don't want to
alarm you folks, but...
But what?
I'm the head guard
over at Fairview.
Fairview?
The insane asylum?
Yes, ma'am. One of our patients
got away from us this afternoon.
That's all
we needed.
Well, anyway, he'll
feel right at home here.
Is he a dangerous
maniac?
Yes, ma'am, he's...
He's a killer.
Oh!
How did he escape?
I wish I knew.
We followed him into the
bayous, but then we lost him.
But you took a couple of shots
at something out in the garden.
I thought I saw him,
What does the poor
fellow look like?
Say, don't waste any
sympathy on him, mister.
He'd just as soon rip you wide open as not.
Oh, please, please. There
are ladies are present.
Oh, I'm sorry, ma'am.
hear what he looks like.
Oh. Well, he's about 40,
but strong as a tiger.
fingers and fingernails like claws.
And when he's violent, he crawls
around on all fours like a...
Like an animal?
Yes, sir, like a cat.
What some guys won't do for a laugh.
Look!
Scat!
That's a good joke
on us, all right.
Yeah, I'll say.
That's better.
Well, I guess
I'll be moving on.
Maybe he isn't
even around here.
But if I were you,
I'd stay in the house
and be sure that all the outside
windows and doors are locked.
I agree with you, locked
and nailed. I'll handle that.
Won't we?
I'll be around
the neighborhood
and let you know
if we get the Cat.
The what?
Uh, the Cat. That's what
but they're all crazy.
Well, good night.
Good night.
Listen, I don't think we better say
anything about this to Joyce or Cicily.
That's right, there's no
use in frightening them,
too.
That's a fatheaded
suggestion of yours.
If there's any danger,
they ought to know it.
Well, somebody ought
to go down and lock
the cellar doors
and windows, anyhow.
Yeah, well I'm going.
I'm... Don't rush me.
I'm going to ask you all
not to tell the girls.
Have I
your promise?
Good heavens, do you think I'm
the type that can't keep a secret?
It's understood, then?
Hey, what's going on?
What are you all
talking about?
Nothing.
Nothing.
Well, I'm going to bed.
Good night, all.
Good night.
If you're going to lock up the
cellar, you'd better do it now.
That's right.
Oh, that's right.
Is anything
the matter?
No, nothing's
the matter.
Except there's a maniac
loose in this house
and we'll all be
murdered in our beds.
That a girl. Hold it
right there. Stay there.
Well, where's
that cellar?
Oh, say, in case I don't come up in
about five minutes, better make it four,
or even three, you...
in the house?
I'm not an Elk, but I
used to be a Girl Scout.
Oh, good, then you can
start a fire with sticks
in case our feet freeze.
Come on.
Well, everything's fine.
Well, don't you people
want anything more to eat?
Uh-uh.
What's going on?
Oh!
Why...
You go ahead. I'll be with you in a minute.
Listen, Joyce...
Uh-huh?
You know how it is in a play, when
just before the first act is over
somebody always comes
to the beautiful heroine
and tells her that she's in great
danger, and sometimes she is?
What are you
talking about?
Yeah, I know it sounds
kind of silly, but...
Keep your eyes
open, baby.
Thanks.
Well...
Say, why don't you go to the
library? It's much nicer in there.
The library, nicer?
What are you...
Well... Well,
there's a lamp there.
It hasn't got the jitters
like these lights.
Can't do more
than explode.
Hey! I'm scared.
Aren't you coming?
Did you find out? Can
we go through that way?
Uh-huh.
Oh, well...
Well, I'll be
seeing you, I hope.
This is the door
all right, but it won't open.
The key, honey.
One turn...
Oh.
Here's a switch.
Won't switch.
You want to go first?
Yeah! No, no.
Certainly not. Ladies always go first.
Oh.
Go ahead.
Thanks.
what Miss Lu said
about the spirits
being all around you.
Well, I mean, I'm psychic,
too. I was in a trance once.
I know, I know. When
are you coming out of it?
Just kidding.
It's awful spooky
down here.
Do you believe
in reincarnation?
Huh?
You know, that dead people come back?
You mean like
the Republicans?
Shh, listen.
What's the matter?
That noise.
Well, what kind
of a noise?
It sounds like
wheels going around.
Shh. Watch that step.
Watch that...
Hey!
Hold my nose.
I'm screaming!
I can't.
Why can't you?
It's got me. It's got
my hands. It's got me.
What?
It's got me. I...
Cheese!
You're not hurt?
No, this one here.
Look, look.
Hurry, hurry.
Oh.
My knee.
Oh, you're not hurt. Come
on. We've got work to do.
That window's barred.
I like that.
I hear it now.
What? That noise you just heard.
It's in there.
Oh, that's it.
A home electric plant.
They're nothing but trouble.
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