Wait Until Dark Page #3

Synopsis: Susy was recently blinded and recently married. Susy's husband, Sam, is asked to hold a doll for a woman he doesn't know as they get off an airplane. The woman disappears. Later, she's found dead by her former associates, Mike and Carlino, small-time hoods, in Susy's basement apartment. (Both occupants of the apartment are then absent.) The doll woman's newer partner in crime, Harry Rote, who murdered her for self-dealing, presses Mike and Carlino into a scheme to recover the doll, which contains a fortune in smuggled heroin. After disposing of the body, the thugs return while Susy is present to continue their search. They assume Susy's blindness will enable them to search her apartment under her very nose for the doll. In Sam's absence, Mike pretends to be an old friend of Sam's, while the three together spin for Susy a story of a murder investigation of her husband from which only the finding of the missing doll can save him. Rote is a predator, and his stalking of Susy becomes ever
Genre: Thriller
Director(s): Terence Young
Production: Warner Home Video
  Nominated for 1 Oscar. Another 4 nominations.
 
IMDB:
7.8
Metacritic:
81
Rotten Tomatoes:
95%
NOT RATED
Year:
1967
108 min
1,748 Views


Wait. Let me give you a hand with that.

-You got it.

-Thank you.

l haven't seen Sam for years,

but some people you don't forget.

Oh, Sam you don't forget.

l don't anyway.

He saved my life.

How do you mean that?

-l mean, he saved my life.

-That makes two of us.

That makes two of us, Mrs. Hendrix.

Susy.

Susy.

Thank you.

You mean in the Army or something?

ln the Marines, yes.

The 3rd Battalion.

-Charlie Company.

-Right.

-Has he ever told you about that?

-No. Tell me.

No, you ask Sam.

Oh, please. He won't tell me.

You'd better ask Sam.

He likes to do things his own way.

-You're just as mean as he is.

-That's us.

-Mean Mike and Mean Sam.

-Well, you are.

Would you like a drink, Mike Talman?

No. No, thank you.

Are these Sam's, these pictures?

-Yes.

-Yeah, l thought so.

Hey, here's one of me.

l sure have put on a few pounds

since those days.

Tell me something,

did you know Sam then?

No, we only met a year ago,

not long after my accident.

You--?

You lost your sight in an accident?

Yes, in a car crash

or really the fire from the crash.

One day, l was practicing

crossing at the lights...

...and the cars were piling up

around me like mad, and...

...suddenly, a man named Sam

grabbed me.

And that was that.

Gloria?

-Who's that?

-A little girl.

Come in, Gloria.

She went out.

Well, l'm sorry to have missed Sam,

but l'm happy to have met you.

You're very lovely.

Sam's lucky.

So's Susy.

Goodbye.

Please tell Sam that l stopped by.

Next time l come in from Phoenix,

l'll drop a line first.

Thank you forever and ever for--

Oh, Lord! Hello? Are you still there?

I have to have your address.

Listen, l can't tell you how sorry l am

to have kept you.

You're wonderfully good

to have stuck around.

-did you find the fire?

-Yes, it's out.

-lt was just a cigarette.

-Okay, then, ma'am?

Yes, thank you.

Everything is now.

Goodbye.

How awful.

Mike?

Who's Mike?

Hello, Gloria.

-Who was that man?

-Friend of Sam's from the Marines.

You wouldn't know him, dear.

Oh, l see.

ls the grocery list ready?

The supermarket closes soon.

lt's on the typewriter with the $5.

Can you see it?

Oh, and, Gloria?

When you come back,

give me a hand with the icebox.

l've got to defrost it while Sam's away.

-What did you do then?

-Switched it to defrost, of course.

-That's not how it's done.

-lt is too.

l've done it for Mother

hundreds of times.

Your mother's refrigerator is modern.

This one's ancient.

We've got to do it Sam's way. We--

Okay, do it Sam's way, then.

l'll go to the A&P.

Did you close the door?

Yes.

-l didn't hear it shut.

-Okay, so it's open.

-Please shut the door.

-Close it yourself. You're nearer.

Gloria, close the door.

-No!

-Gloria!

No, l won't!

Listen, little monster,

l won't put up with this one more minute!

What's that?

What are you doing?

Stop it!

Stop it! Gloria, do you hear me?

Stop it!

Stop it!

You shouldn't have called me names.

l don't call you names.

l shouldn't say things like that.

lt was wrong of me.

-lt's okay.

-No, it isn't okay.

People shouldn't say that

to each other.

They're mean things,

and people shouldn't say mean things.

Guess l get terribly frightened sometimes.

l'm not a very good blind lady, Gloria,

and l'm still not used to all this...

...dark brown.

l get cranky and impatient and....

-l know l look dreadful half the time.

-Oh, no. You're gorgeous.

What a lovely thing to say.

Thank you, Gloria.

But l do wish l could do things.

You know, important things like...

...cook a souffl or pick a necktie...

...or choose the wallpaper for the bedroom,

you know?

Sure. l know.

l want to be gorgeous.

Guess you can't have everything, huh?

l guess not.

l'm sorry, Susy, for being horrid.

And me for being an old crank.

-We break anything?

-Oh, no. l only threw unbreakables.

-That was crafty of you.

-l learned it from Daddy.

Okay, pumpkin, let's clean all this up,

and you can hop off to the supermarket.

Look out!

There's a knife there.

Thanks.

Run along. l'll put this away

so l know where to find it.

-Right. See you later.

-Okay.

Bye.

l should very much like to speak

with Mr. Sam Hunt, little girl.

Who's he?

Well, he doesn't live here.

-Leave, little girl.

-Susy!

-Susy!

-Leave, little girl. Go about your business.

-Gloria, what is it?

-l should like to see Mr. Sam Hunt...

...and tell Mrs. Roat that l should

also like to see her. Where are they?

-Who are you?

-lt's not right, you know, and it's not fair!

-Well, tell me what you--

-ln there!

What is it you want?

What are you doing?

You can't go in there.

Tell me who you are.

Here! l was right, you silly thing,

and now l've got the proof.

You tell Sam Hunt to leave her alone

or l'll fix him!

-Please--

-Good and proper!

Oh, yes, yes.

Don't touch me.

Susy, it's Mike Talman again.

l think l left a package.

Mike!

-Susy, what's wrong?

-Mike.

There was a man here.

He flew in like a black crow.

He's gone now. lt's all right.

-l'm scared.

-l'm here now. lt's all right.

You must be so bored with me.

Every time you come,

l'm in absolute panic.

No, no, no.

Bedroom's a mess.

He's dumped stuff all over the place.

l better call the police.

He might have stolen something.

Do you know the number?

...0099.

That's the emergency number anyway.

That's good enough.

...0...

-0.

-...0...

...9...

...9.

Don't worry.

l'll take a later flight to Phoenix...

-...and stay as long as you need me.

-Could you?

Of course.

Hello?

Police?

And the guy just busted in?

That right?

Yes, he was at the door

when the little girl went out.

Gloria from upstairs.

Yeah, l got that down.

-Then he pulled out the drawers.

-Sergeant, obviously the man's crazy.

Why don't you send a report

and have him picked up?

Just tell me the facts.

l'll decide what to do, if you don't mind.

Well, l do mind.

-You act as if nothing happened.

-We'd better let the sergeant do it his way.

Thank you, lady.

The important thing is, this guy

didn't steal anything, right?

No.

No, not as far as we know.

l think l'll help myself

to that drink now.

Sure.

Well, l won't bother you anymore.

lf there's anything missing,

call the 6th Precinct and let me know.

-Thank you, sergeant.

-Anytime.

Bye.

-Can l fix you something?

-No, thanks.

Hello.

Oh, just a minute.

lt's for the sergeant.

l'll get him.

Sergeant!

Sergeant!

-What is it?

-You're wanted on the phone.

Sorry to trouble you, Mrs. Hendrix.

Afraid this is going

to be one of those days.

Thank you.

Carlino here.

Yes, lieutenant, go ahead.

He just walked in?

Well, what's a doll got to do with it?

Sure.

Sure, l understand.

Right.

Mrs. Hendrix, l might as well

mention this while l'm here.

l don't want to alarm you...

...but there was a woman found

near here this morning.

-l know.

-You knew her?

That's not what l said.

l know what happened.

l heard it on the radio.

Oh, l see.

Did your husband happen

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