What Ever Happened to Aunt Alice? Page #5

Synopsis: As Aunt Alice, Ruth Gordon applies for the job of housekeeper in the Tucson, Arizona home of widow Claire Marrable in order to find out what happened to a missing widowed friend, Edna Tinsley. The crazed Page, left only a stamp album by her husband, takes money from her housekeepers, kills them, and buries the bodies in her garden. Alice is a widow too. So is neighbor Harriet Vaughn. Lots of widows here.
Genre: Crime, Drama, Mystery
Production: Cinerama Releasing Corp.
 
IMDB:
7.1
M
Year:
1969
101 min
167 Views


Actually, George

hasn't even met him yet.

Would you tell dear George

to call me this evening, Julia?

Certainly.

I must talk to him

about those stocks,

which do nothing but go down.

Mr. Johnson, please.

They've both been

dropping points every day,

causing me great concern.

- Well, that's just...

- Pack up, Aunt Alice!

I mean it! Youre going

back to Phoenix with me now!

...stocks sometimes dip...

You promised if you -

You promised if you

got this information-

Stop whispering.

What are you going

to do exactly?

I want to know!

...tip on those stocks,

I'm sure.

Stocks do go up and down

so rapidly sometimes.

Well, that's the market

for you, Aunt Claire.

I told George to sell

before I took a loss.

He procrastinated

until it was too late.

Youre leaving with me!

I'll meet you at the market

on Route 4,

9:
00 tomorrow morning.

Youd better not let me down,

Aunt Alice, I mean it.

Yeah, I see. No, that's all right.

I'll call back.

Yeah, thank you.

I mean it!

- Would you pour?

- Love to.

It's better to perish than

fail to maintain appearances.

That's a trait George inherited

from his grandfather, my father.

Very few of us

understood Papa.

He was a gentleman of style,

of true style.

That's the word that I've

been trying to think of, "style. "

That's what you have,

Mrs. Marrable, style.

I thank you.

I should hope so.

And a flair for things.

I wish I had.

I wish I had

your flair for money.

I don't believe I ever heard

you mention money before.

But it's hardly a flair,

dear Mrs. Dimmock.

I'm not a greedy woman,

but it irks me to see how little

my money earns in the bank.

When you talk

about your stocks,

they sound fabulous.

Yes. All except

those George recommends.

Don't you have a stockbroker

in Chicago, too?

Yes.

Would you be willing

to speak to him about me?

I'd like to invest my money,

and I need good advice.

And you shall have it.

The stock market is one thing

if you can stand the loss

without being hurt,

but if it's your life savings

youre speculating with,

don't dream of doing

anything so foolish.

I wouldn't have

the nerve to bother you

if I wanted to invest

a mere dribble.

Now, this won't sound like

much to you,

but I've amassed

a goodly sum.

Have you?

How much, Mrs. Dimmock?

Well...

$46,000.

( coughs )

I must admit,

in my wildest dreams...

I never thought such an amount

could be accumulated

by serving as a housekeeper,

even companion.

My husband left

a generous insurance policy.

Even so, 46,000 could provide

a handsome livelihood

for a woman

for quite a few years.

Youre extremely fortunate.

Now will you

speak to your broker?

We'll see.

We'll see.

You have to let me sleep

and think on it.

May I have another cup?

( dog barking )

Get out of my garden!

Get out of my garden, you -

JIM:
Harriet!

JIM:
Harriet!

JIM:
Harriet! Harri-

You get that dog

out of my garden at once!

What happened?

I'm awfully sorry!

You deliberately enticed that dog

here to destroy my grounds.

It's impossible

to keep him out of your garden.

Maybe if we put up

a small fence.

Are you taking it upon yourself

to tell me what to do

with my property?

I was suggesting a way

to protect your garden.

Youve had no compunction about

taking the time of my companion,

poking into my affairs,

and overtly displaying

your hatred of me.

What do you want

from me, Mrs. Vaughn?

I don't want

anything from you.

You really expect me

to believe that?

Please go back to the cottage.

( laughs )

Seems I'm powerless.

I wouldn't

let her upset me.

She's like crabgrass-

never really quelled,

only cropping up secretly

and victoriously in another spot.

Well, I do not intend

to sit here and wait

while she thinks up

a new way to harass me.

I won't have to.

We will go to the Indian

Music Festival in Tortugas.

It's only a day's drive,

and I've been wanting to

hear their chants

and see their dancing.

We'll leave first thing

in the morning, Mrs. Dimmock.

You don't dislike

traveling, I trust?

No.

If I'd known, I'd have bought

stockings in town this morning.

These are gone-

they're my last pair-

and I'm out of toothpaste.

I know you don't like

to lend yours.

I want to leave first thing

in the morning, Mrs. Dimmock,

without delay.

Do you mind if I

drive into town now?

The new market has

both nylons and toothpaste.

Very well.

You may take the car.

And get a roadmap

at the service station, will you?

Don't be too long.

( phone rings )

( ring )

( ring )

( water dripping )

( knock on door )

I'll get it.

Hi.

We saw you

with that other broad.

Harriet, youve got

the wrong idea.

If youd just let me

tell you something.

Are you going to let him,

after what he did to you?

Shut up, Jim!

Look, we can't talk here.

Come with me.

All you have to do is listen.

All right.

But I hope you have

something to say.

I'm back.

I'm back.

I must've dozed off.

I found everything I needed.

Would you like

to study the roadmap?

Thank you.

I think I ought to start dinner.

Let's have a very light supper

this evening,

since we want to retire

at an early hour.

Would you write a letter to Juan

reminding him to cover

the roses with burlap?

I certainly will.

Will you do it now, please?

It's the kind of last-minute detail

we might overlook.

I forgot.

Juan's taking a week's vacation.

It'll be his helper

who attends my garden.

What is his name?

Alfredo? Alberto?

Youd better just put "Al", and then

we'll be correct in any case.

I'll take care of it.

Just leave it on the table.

( music playing )

Turn that off, will you?

I think we can do

without music tonight.

Will you have your liqueur?

Is there any particular reason

why I shouldn't?

Did I tell you

to help yourself?

Well, I'm very sorry.

I hate a sticky bottle.

I told you,

I made a promise.

I'll tell you

the whole story tomorrow,

and youll see it's got nothing

to do with you and me.

Vow of silence again?

Suppose I have nothing to say.

Well, I said something.

Did you hear me?

I said I love you.

I didn't ask for that.

I know you didn't.

But I know if I lie,

I'll lose you.

I don't want to lose you,

Harriet.

Do you still want to go home?

No.

Do you believe me now?

I'm not sure,

but I don't want to go home.

I'm going to leave

the note for the gardener.

( laughing )

Please forgive me

for not knocking.

I forgot my manners

in my anxiety

to see that every window

in the house is tightly closed.

If it should rain, my floors

would turn into soaking sponges.

Yes.

The weather report

is ghastly-

high winds,

terrible drop in temperature.

We may have to

postpone our trip.

The sun will be shining for us

when we get to New Mexico,

I promise you.

Have a good sleep,

Mrs. Dimmock.

It's a coincidence, isn't it?

I couldn't sleep either.

Yes.

I never can sleep

through the night before a trip.

I guess it's because

I haven't traveled much.

Sleeplessness can be brought on

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