Studio One (1948) s01e15 Episode Script
Flowers from a Stranger
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NARRATOR: The Willow Cabin scheduled for this evening will be presented two weeks from tonight.
This evening, Westinghouse Studio One presents "Flowers From A Stranger.
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[ALARM CLOCK.]
-Oh, I almost had it.
I almost ha-- oh, Kim.
DR.
KIM BAYLOR: Here, here.
What put you in this wildcat mood? -Oh, I don't want you to go.
I want it to stay like this all day.
It's spring.
Last week as though April but just waking up inside.
-You really were frightened for a minute, weren't you? -You're infuriating.
You know everything.
I'll never marry a psychiatrist again.
-Don't you do it.
Now tell me, what were you frightened about? -Oh, I don't know.
Just a silly dream.
I've had it before.
I'm all alone, and I keep hearing this tune.
And somehow it's terribly important for me to remember what it is.
But I can't-- can't finish it.
-How does it go? -Well, I don't know.
You woke me up.
And now it's gone forever.
What's today? -Tuesday.
-Just Tuesday? -Well, what else? -Oh, there must be something special about it or else I wouldn't feel this way.
I know.
It's put the money over in the seed bed Tuesday.
Hand me my brush will you? Margaret will bust here any minute with the tray.
-Anyone for dinner tonight? -Uh-huh, the Cameron's.
Oh, and I forgot, they're bringing Marion LeRoy with them.
Do you remember that little brunette they had with them New Year's Ever? DR.
KIM BAYLOR: Oh, yes.
The little brunette.
Well, I might even come home and put on a dinner jacket for that.
-Don't be obvious, my love.
Do you what to shock the local inhabitants? DR.
KIM BAYLOR: Hmm? -There's room for an extra man if you wanted to bring someone from the hospital with you.
DR.
KIM BAYLOR: All right, I'll see who's free.
-How about the great big visiting fireman you've been working with.
DR.
KIM BAYLOR: Who Nestri? Oh, I doubt if he'd do it.
He moves a little too high a bracket for me.
LORNA BAYLOR/DESCHAMPS: Well, there's no harm in trying is there? -No, it'd be very fine if he would.
Maybe I will ask him.
-I'll make myself svelte and seductive for the occasion, plunging neckline and love is a peach.
-Ah, don't waste your strength.
He has white hair and a list of letters after his name like a Washington bureau.
And to top it off, he hates women.
-Oh, he does, does he? That sounds good and vulnerable to me.
How old is he? -Oh, 50 odd.
He lost his wife when he was very young.
He's had a rather rough time of it I guess.
-From rags to riches? -No, but he spent four years in a Nazi concentration camp.
He still has one crippled hand.
-Oh.
-He's been particularly nice to me so far.
We're working on a couple of tough cases together.
And it wouldn't hurt to have him keep on treating me that way.
-Well, I'll do my best.
-Well, I gotta run along.
If Nestri says yes, I'll let you know.
You look much too seductive for this hour of the morning.
You don't make it a bit easy for a man to walk out on you.
-Well, I didn't ask you to go.
-You ought to be ashamed of yourself.
-Bye.
[KNOCKING.]
-And just as well.
-Oh, you cad.
-Come in, Margaret.
Come right in.
-Good morning.
-Bye.
I'll see you at 7.
-Good morning Mrs.
Baylor.
Lovely mornin' ain't it? -Heavenly.
MARGARET: Oh, ah-- by the by, would it be your birthday or anniversary or something? -Not that I know of.
Why? MARGARET: Well, sure someone's thinkin' of you this day.
A fine box of flowers arrived just a half an hour ago.
-Flowers? Well, why didn't you bring them in? MARGARET: I thought it best to wait until the doctor is gone, ma'am.
-Are you working up a secret affair for me, Margaret? -Well, I never take nothin' for granted, ma'am.
-You're a needled old woman.
Bring the flowers here this minute.
-I have them right outside.
-Ah, no wonder you were suspicious.
I never saw such a box.
-I was thinkin' the same thing myself, ma'am.
-Let's open them up.
I'm fascinated.
No one's sent me flowers since I was marr-- MARGARET: My oh my, isn't that grand.
-No, I don't like ca-- white carnations.
-Why, Mrs.
Baylor.
-I can't stand white carnations.
Take them away quickly.
Please! MARGARET: Well, don't you even want to see the card? -Yes.
Who brought these flowers, Margaret? MARGARET: Well, a boy delivered them about a half hour ago.
He just said they were for you.
-I see.
Thank you, Margaret.
LORNA BAYLOR (VOICEOVER): For Lorna, April 12th.
April 12th.
For Lorna.
April 12th.
But what does it mean? Who? Why April 12th? That's today of course.
No one here knows.
It was so long ago.
No one here knew Mother.
No one would know that April 12-- Oh, it's silly.
It must be Luke Hammond or someone being funny.
It couldn't be Kim.
He's never sent me a flower in his life.
It must-- oh, forget it.
It's such a lovely day.
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NARRATOR: And now let's return to Westinghouse Studio One and "Flowers From A Stranger.
" NURSE: Here you are, Doctor.
The Frankasian report.
DOCTOR: Thank you Nurse.
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-Frankasian report.
-Thank you.
[PHONE RINGS.]
-Hello? Dr.
Baylor's office.
No.
I'm sorry the doctor's been out on emergency case all morning.
No I can't say when he'll be back.
I'll tell him you called, Doctor.
-Well, perhaps I should give it up.
But I particularly wanted to speak to Dr.
Baylor this morning.
-I can't believe that he'll be away much longer.
he seldom stays away as long as this, Dr.
Nestri.
-And I'm not in your way here? -No, not a bit.
DR.
KIM BAYLOR: Oh, good morning Dr.
Nestri.
-Oh, there you are, Baylor.
DR.
KIM BAYLOR: Have I kept you waiting long? -No, not at all.
I believe your nurse has some messages for you.
-NURSE: Nothing urgent, Doctor.
-Oh, thank you Higgins.
-Well, then Tim, cigarette? -With pleasure.
I'm particularly interested in the case of Mrs.
Frankasian.
She is one of your patients? -Yes, I just left her as a matter of fact.
She's the one that's been giving me all the trouble this morning.
-Yes.
I understand.
Very unusual case.
-Really? There must be something that escaped me.
She's is in a manic state at the moment, of course.
But-- -Yes, I understand.
But what interests me is the patient's background in relation to her sister.
She continues to wish to kill her sister for reasons that are far from clear to me.
Furthermore, the ease with which she can be persuaded to transfer that impulse toward anyone else.
That's rather unusual.
I see she attempted it on you one day.
-More than once.
She'd strangle a cat if she could get her fingers on it.
It's a completely hopeless case, I'm afraid.
-No doubt.
No doubt.
But I have found that some such apparently hopeless cases do respond to hypnotism.
-Oh, you amaze me more every day, Doctor.
I had no idea you had any use for hypnotherapy.
-Use whatever tools come to hand.
We might turn up some very interesting material.
In any case, I should like to talk to the patient if that is possible.
-Why, of course.
I'll have to issue you a pass because of her being in the wing.
Won't take a moment.
-Thank you.
[BUZZER.]
Higgins, take out a pass for Dr.
Nestri to visit Mrs.
Frankasian, E47.
Bring it in and I'll sign it.
Oh, by the way Doctor, my wife and I wondered whether, by any chance, you'd be free to dine with us this evening.
-This evening? Why, yes, I believe I'm free.
And I should be delighted.
-Good.
Lorna will be very pleased.
NURSE: Here's the pass, Doctor.
-Oh, thank you, Higgins.
Here's your pass, Doctor.
-Oh, yes, thank you very much.
[MUSIC PLAYING.]
-You about ready, Kim? DR.
KIM BAYLOR: Almost.
-You know, that silly tunes been running through my head all day long.
Anytime I try to concentrate, it disappears.
-Ah, forget it.
[WHISTLES.]
-You know, if I were any sort of husband, I'd have brought you some flowers tonight.
-So glad you didn't.
Had all the flowers I can stand for one day.
-What are you talking about? -Oh, it's ridiculous, but somebody sent me two dozen white carnations this morning.
-Well, don't you know who it was? -No, there was no name on the card.
Unfortunately, I behaved very badly.
I'm glad you weren't here.
You would have been thoroughly ashamed of me.
-Why? -I screamed at Margaret.
She was very hurt.
-Now what was that about? -Well, I can't stand white carnations.
I have a phobia about them.
I guess I got it from Dad.
He always hated them, said they had the odor of death.
I can't help getting a feeling of panic inside when I look at the beastly things.
It's childish, I know.
-I'll remember that the next time I think of sending you flowers.
-Ah, the first time my love.
-You know, sometime I'm going to have to learn how a husband's supposed to behave.
-I like the way you behave.
Oh, my goodness.
There they are and I haven't finished dressing.
You go down and meet them.
I won't be long.
-I'll rattle up a batch of cocktails.
Where are we having them? -On the terrace.
[MUSIC PLAYING.]
LORNA BAYLOR (VOICEOVER): Doctor stopped there, half way in the drive.
Why don't they move? Why should they leave their headlights on me? Oh, that's silly.
They've just stalled.
Maybe the just turned in wrong drive.
There's no reason to feel there's anyone watching me.
And yet, I can't help it.
I think he's watching me deliberately.
He is watching me.
He is.
Oh, it was probably only Beth.
They're always the last to arrive.
Six, my goodness.
It must have been.
-Well, he can't be that interesting.
It's only a martini.
-I was watching your hands.
-Why, what's wrong with them? -Nothing.
They're very good hands, very sensitive.
-Are you going to tell me I should have been a musician? I can't even play chop sticks.
Lorna has all the talent in that direction.
-I'm still looking at your hands.
You should have been a surgeon, I think.
-Would you trust me to hack away at you? -Yes, I think I would.
-Say, what are you two putting in those things.
Our tongues are hanging out.
.
-Coming up.
Marian's trying to turn me into a surgeon.
-Oh.
-Well, she better watch you carve a turkey first.
She might change her mind.
-Oh, Dr.
Baylor is too good a psychiatrist to waste his time.
-Why, thank you.
-I do not like surgeons.
I believe there are subtler ways of easing pain than by cutting the patient's throat.
-Dr.
Nestri.
-Well, cheers.
-Mmm.
Say, where's Lorna? She's usually the prompt one.
-Here she is and full of apologies.
-Hello.
-Hello Ted, Lou.
-Lorna.
-Hello Marian.
DR.
KIM BAYLOR: Oh, Lorna, this is Dr.
Nestri.
Doctor, my wife.
-I've waited for the pleasure a long time.
-A long time? You make it sound like years and years.
-Well, I don't wonder you're surprised.
But I heard of you long before I came to Swartham.
Lorna Deschamps.
That is not an unknown name to me.
-Deschamps? What is this, Lorna, a secret past you've kept hidden from us? -Well, don't look at me.
I never heard the name.
-Where did it come from? -I don't know.
It's true, I played a few concerts in Europe under that name.
My father didn't approve.
So I had my name changed.
In the end, he made me give up playing altogether.
-Do you mean you don't play anymore? -Oh, no, I still play, but it's strictly nonprofessional now.
I'm very lazy about it I'm afraid.
Kim, darling, Margaret has some appetizers, would you get them please? -Oh, I'm sorry.
Good girl, Margaret, I was just coming for them.
LORNA BAYLOR/DESCHAMPS: It's so good to see you, Marian.
How long are you going to stay this time.
-Oh, I must get back next Monday, I'm afraid.
-Oh.
-I'd love to stay here forever.
I love this place.
But a girl must eat, I'm afraid.
DR.
KIM BAYLOR: How's the world, Lou? LOU CAMERON: Terrible.
DR.
KIM BAYLOR: Mr.
Cameron's our one source of information, Doctor.
-Oh yes? NARRATOR: DR.
KIM BAYLOR: He's the owner and editor of the local newspaper.
-Oh, I read a number of your editorials.
They're very good, you know, very good indeed.
-You see? -Thank you.
-Lou used to work for the Times.
But he got tired of life in the big city.
So he came home to roost about five years ago.
-Why? -Lazy.
Furthermore, in New York I was just another newspaper man.
Here I'm a leading citizen.
I'm ah-- weak-minded to enjoy the adulation.
-Well, I understand that.
I understand it.
-Don't let Lou fool you.
He's quite a crusader when he gets stirred up.
-Say, this little girl is getting chilly.
Do you mind if we move inside, Lorna.
-Oh, no.
Go right ahead.
-I'll take these along.
-Thank you darling.
-Do you, too, feel cold Mrs.
Baylor? -No.
It reminds me of one of those wonderful cool evenings along the Adriatic.
-You're not American, are you? -Only half.
My mother was Chilean.
I was raised abroad.
-You traveled a great deal then.
-Oh, yes.
My childhood was very nomadic.
My father was an art dealer.
It took him to some of the most outrageous placed and some very beautiful ones.
-Ah, what was your father's name? -Kenton.
Bruce Kenton.
Oh, there's no reason for you to have know him.
He was rather obscure.
-On the contrary, at one he was extremely well known in Europe.
As a matter of fact I had some dealings with him myself.
Of course that was many years ago.
-It's fascinating.
Here I was expecting a total stranger.
And you know more about me than my own husband.
You even know me under my most secret aliases.
-Oh, Lorna Deschamps.
You know, I heard you play your first concept under that name in Kent.
-Kent? But that was only a student's recital.
I was no more than 15.
It's incredible of you to have remembered.
-Not incredible at all.
You had an extraordinary talent even then.
I knew that sooner or later I should hear you play again.
-I haven't that much talent.
It's enough to impress the citizens of Swartham.
But I know the difference, and so do you.
-You'll play for me after dinner though? -If you like.
Let's call it payment for my not being here to greet you.
-Oh, please don't apologize.
The others were most cordial.
They made me feel at home at once.
-Then ah-- you were not the first one to arrive? -No, the Cameron's, I believe, arrived sometime before me.
And then my car stalled in the driveway, and I saw you at the upper window.
And I said to myself, isn't this strange.
There stands Lorna Deschamps.
She knows nothing about me.
I mean nothing to her, and yet I have known her for many years, have, in fact, looked for her again and again, have wondered what had happened to that strange talented child whose music, for now reason I can explain, has haunted me for so long.
What sort of a woman has that child grown to be? What-- as I ramble on, and you seem to be growing chilly.
You do feel cold, do you not, Mrs.
Baylor? -Yes, yes I do.
Shall we join the others? -By all means.
But after dinner I shall hold you to your promise and make you play for me.
[MUSIC PLAYING.]
-Lorna is doing herself proud tonight.
Nestri hasn't taken his eyes off of her all evening.
-Well, I guess I started it.
I told her he wouldn't look at her.
-Oh.
-It just shows, you never know.
-You've got yourself married to quite a special woman.
I suppose you know that.
-Well, how can I forget it? You remind me every time we meet.
-Ho, ho, ho.
-Probably the reason why I never get anywhere with you.
-Oh, well it's one of the reasons.
You know, if you were any kind of gentleman, you'd go and help her out now.
-Anyone care for a little more brandy? -Here, that's a man's work.
I was wrong, darling.
You've impressed our guest of honor.
-Apparently.
Think it will help? -Well, it can't hurt.
You know, I'm glad he has white hair.
I might be getting jealous.
-You needn't.
I don't really like him.
Don't ask me why.
-When are you going to play for us, Lorna? -I don't really want to.
Honestly Marian, I was hoping they'd all forget about it.
-Have you been composing anything lately? -A little.
I tried for a while this afternoon.
But the silliest tune kept going through my head.
And I just couldn't get rid of it.
-Is it something you think you ought to know? -I think so, but it's as if it was strangely off key or off rhythm or something.
I can't spot it to save my life.
-Can you hum it? Maybe I can help.
-No, I can't.
-Have you tried to play it on the piano, Mrs.
Baylor? -No.
-Why don't you try it? It might come to you.
-I don't know.
I don't recognize it.
-Try it.
Try it again.
[MUSIC PLAYING.]
LORNA BAYLOR (VOICEOVER): Lorna, that man hates you.
He's evil.
He hates you.
He hates you, Lorna.
-Why, why, why was I asked to play it.
I hate it.
-Lorna, what is it? -I never want to hear that tune again.
I'm sorry.
Please forgive me everyone.
-It's been a long time since Lorna played.
MARIAN: Dr.
Nestri, you must find our life here a little provincial.
-On the contrary, I find it most stimulating.
You see, one never knows where the search may end, in Paris, Mexico, in Brazil, or in a little Pennsylvania town like Swartham.
-Search for what? -For each of us there is a constant search for some, let me call it, inescapable tonation.
All of us, the normal, and the abnormal alike are driven toward an inaswerable imperative, toward a goal which is all too seldom clear to us.
Then of a sudden, we glimpse an unexpected vista and know, know with a kind of sick, illogical certainty that that is our own peculiar destiny.
That vista may sometimes be one of beats, sometimes of futility, sometimes of change, and yes, even apparent.
But for better or worse, we know that that is our own inescapable tonation.
We must accept it.
It Is the end of our quest.
-I'm sorry.
I-- I'm not feeling very well.
I hope you'll all forgive me.
I better lie down.
-Lorna, can I help you? -No, please I'll be all right.
-I'm so sorry.
I hope it is nothing I have said or done, Mrs.
Baylor.
-I'm most frightfully sorry.
-You should go to her at once, Doctor.
She doesn't seem to be at all well.
-Excuse me.
-Sure.
Lorna! Lorna! Lorna, speak to me.
Lou? LOU CAMERON: Yes? DR.
KIM BAYLOR: Get Dr.
Cove at the hospital.
Get him over here.
Lorna.
[MUSIC PLAYING.]
LORNA BAYLOR/DESCHAMPS: Come in.
I wasn't asleep.
-How do you feel? You look like a new woman.
-That's what you must have been looking for, a new woman.
-You're a silly-- you were a sick girl.
-Kim.
Do you remember that tune I played? -No, and I don't want to.
It's fairly evil.
-Yes, it was evil.
And lying here the last two days, I kept wondering where did it come from.
-Have you an idea? -Well, yes, partly.
It seemed more and more strongly that it was in some way connected with my mother's death.
I was only five so it's a little vague to me.
-Didn't your father ever talk to you about it? -No, it was too painful to him.
I only knew she jumped in front of a train.
I wanted to ask him often, but I didn't dare.
-Were you with her? -No.
I'll-- -Are you sure? -Wait.
-Sometimes-- -Wait! I seem to remember standing in a long crowded platform waiting for a train to come in.
And then suddenly, somewhere quite close to us, someone began to whistle that little tune.
And then, no, no, I can't.
-Oh, don't try.
You've had enough for today.
Just lie back and relax.
We'll talk about it some more another time.
-Will I be allowed to go out tomorrow? -For a little while.
[MUSIC PLAYING.]
-207 please.
Kim, I was just calling the operating room.
I thought I might entice you into a nightcap before we went home.
-I could use it.
-How's Lorna coming along? -Oh, she's much better the last few days.
She's been very busy in the garden.
[PHONE RINGS.]
-That's probably Lorna now wondering why I'm not home.
Hello? What? What? Mrs.
Frankasian? I'll be right down.
-What is it? -Mrs.
Frankasian's missing.
-But that's impossible.
I left Nestri with her not more than 10 minutes ago.
-Well, he's not there now.
Look, Fred, take a run down there, will ya? See what you can do.
I'll be along in a minute.
-Yeah, sure.
-I just want to call the house.
[MUSIC PLAYING.]
[PHONE RINGS.]
-Yes? Oh, yes, Dr.
Baylor.
I see.
I see.
Yes, I'll tell her.
I'll do that.
Yes, Sir.
-Who was it, Margaret? -It was Dr.
Baylor, ma'am.
He's been held up at the hospital.
And he wanted you to know so you wouldn't worry.
-Well, did he say when he'd be home? -No, it seems one of the patients is missing, and he has to wait until they find her.
-Missing? You mean escaped? -Yes, ma'am.
-Was she violent? -He didn't say.
He just wanted us to lock up and-- and go to bed.
Oh, you do look upset, ma'am.
Would you like me to bring my things up and sleep in the room next to you? -Yes.
It's silly of me to be so nervous.
But I would like it, Margaret.
-Well, you just run along then.
And I'll lock up.
-Check the windows.
Be sure they're all closed.
-Yes, ma'am.
[MUSIC PLAYING.]
WOMAN SCREAMING: Agh.
Agh.
Agh.
-What's that? WOMAN SCREAMING: Agh.
Agh.
Agh.
MARGARET: Oh, keep her hands, Mrs.
Baylor.
Give me a hand with that.
-Call the doctor.
Call the police.
Get them to help us.
-Give me Dr.
Baylor, quickly it's an emergency.
Kim? Kim, she's here.
She's here, the insane woman.
She tried to strangle, Margaret.
Come quickly, Kim.
Yes.
We need you.
[MUSIC PLAYING.]
NARRATOR: And now let's pause for a moment and look at our program again.
Come closer sweetheart.
Well, say, I don't think that's fair because we can't get closer.
-Oh, but you could if you had one of the new Westinghouse television sets with the exclusive electronic magnifier that gives you a big closeup image whenever you want it.
All you do is turn the electronic magnifier knob and there, you get the heart of the picture.
And see, I'm close enough to say, hello good looking.
The electronic magnifier is controlled by this knob.
And only a Westinghouse set has it.
Now let's suppose that you'll have this Westinghouse set in your home.
And you're watching it a dancer doing ballet poses.
And she's so attractive that you decide you'd like to see her lots closer.
Well, you just turn the electronic magnifier know and presto.
See how close she is now, so much closer.
Turn the knob back when you want your standard Westinghouse picture again.
Or switch it to the close up position and the electronic magnifier enlarges the center of the action so that you get an image almost the same size as you'd get with 16 inch tube.
Now, this Westinghouse set also has a built in antenna.
In many localities, you save the cost of a roof installation.
It also gives you Westinghouse synchrotuning, Now that means that when you tune in for the best sound, you don't get a so-called picture like this.
Or when you tune in for the best picture, you don't get sound like this.
Westinghouse synchrotuning tunes in the best picture and the best sound together automatically.
-And remember, Westinghouse is the only set that has all three, synchrotuning, electronic magnifier, and a built in antenna.
Now, the set I have here cost only $249,95.
And you can buy it on my small down payment plan.
Stop in at any Westinghouse dealers and see Westinghouse television.
[MUSIC PLAYING.]
NARRATOR: We return now to "Flowers From A Strange.
" [MUSIC PLAYING.]
LORNA BAYLOR/DESCHAMPS: Are you all right, Margaret? MARGARET: Yes, but if you hadnt' come in on time, I don't think I could have handled her.
-The doctor will be here any minute now.
Why did you come here? Why did you come here? Answer me.
-I hate you.
I always hated you.
I always wanted you to die.
I hate you.
-She thinks you're her sister.
She had the same idea about me at first.
-I know.
How did you get in here? How did you get in here? -He, he showed me the way.
He knew.
LORNA BAYLOR/DESCHAMPS: Who? -He's my friend.
Hi-- you're not my friend.
I hate you.
I'd like to see you dead.
-And me dead too.
-No.
No, not you.
No.
-Oh, there's Kim now.
DR.
KIM BAYLOR: Lorna, where are you? LORNA BAYLOR/DESCHAMPS: Up here Kim, in the guest room.
DR.
KIM BAYLOR: Coming.
Are you all right? -I locked the door from the inside.
-Let me get a look at her.
-Oh.
-I'll take her back to the hospital, Kim.
You stay here with Lorna.
-Thanks Fred.
-I'll file the report for ya.
-Thanks.
You've had quite a shock, Margaret.
What you need is a good night's sleep.
-Yes, Margaret, you better get to bed.
-Oh, I couldn't sleep a wink in that bed.
If you don't mind, I'll go to my own room.
Good night.
-Good night.
-Good night, Margaret.
What's this window doing open? -I don't know.
I closed it myself.
-The catch is broken.
Somebody must have used a crow bar to pry this up.
Look at these marks.
LORNA BAYLOR/DESCHAMPS: Yes.
I saw them.
-We better get you upstairs into bed young lady.
It's after 3 o'clock.
-No.
Not yet, Kim.
-What? -I-- DR.
KIM BAYLOR: Let's have it.
-Sit here by me, Kim, and try to listen.
-Is there something you haven't told me? -Kim, that woman came here to kill me.
She didn't come here by herself.
She was brought here.
-That's a fascinating idea, Lorna.
-Don't laugh at me, Kim.
I know it's true.
-Lorna, it's almost morning.
Can't we let it go until we've had a little sleep.
-No, if we can't talk about it now-- listen, Kim, I'm frightened.
I'm really frightened.
This thing isn't over simply because that woman's gone back to the hospital.
It's just begun.
-All right, darling.
I think I understand what you're trying to say.
You're convinced someone brought that woman here to murder you.
-Yes.
-Well who? -Someone who knew that I slept upstairs and that Margaret slept downstairs.
-Who would that be? Me? Fred? -Don't laugh.
-Well, I'm sorry.
Have you any other suggestions? -Yes.
I know who it is.
-Who? -Dr.
Nestri.
DR.
KIM BAYLOR: Nestri? Lorna, have you any idea what you're saying? Your tone implies you don't think I'm quite sane.
-Well, aren't you being a little over sensitive with that implication, Lorna? -Perhaps, but I've known from the first night he walked into this house that there was something evil about him.
He wants to kill me.
-For what possible reason? -I don't know.
-Oh, I realize you've had a shock.
I realize it.
-Oh, Kim, this has nothing to do with any shock.
You have to believe me.
-Well, I'd like to, but it's too utterly fantastic.
You've got to see that.
-I see that window standing open after I closed and locked it myself.
Someone took an iron bar and pried it open.
Listen to me, Kim.
Suppose Margaret hadn't slept upstairs tonight? I would have been alone on that second floor.
That woman would have found me there, not Margaret.
She would have put her hands around my throat, not Margaret.
I wouldn't have had the strength to fight her off.
You'd never know what I'm telling you now.
You weren't meant to know.
You were meant to think it was an accident.
But it wasn't an accident.
It was murder.
DR.
KIM BAYLOR: But it just doesn't make sense.
These things don't happen without any motive.
-Motive.
Yes, I know.
You want something, clear and logical.
Well, I can't give you that, Kim.
I can only feel it pressing closer and closer.
I was asleep when Margaret screamed tonight.
I'd been dreaming.
It's not clear now, but I know I saw my mother's body lying in the cinders in the station platform.
In her hand, she held a single white carnation.
-Oh, Lorna, my dear.
These things can be explained so easily.
But it's not evidence.
-All right.
-She can't walk-- -That's not evidence, but this is.
I found this lying in front of the open window when I came down to call you.
Dr.
Nestri always wears a white carnation in his button -Oh, but this didn't come out of anyone's buttonhole.
Well, look at the length of the stem.
You're just trying to build up a case.
It's a natural defense attitude.
I see a good bit of it every day in a more exaggerated form.
Oh, Lorna, believe me.
-Please, don't treat me like a patient, Kim, That's all I ask.
-Well, I could take you away.
We could-- -No.
That's all I've ever done, run away.
Oh, Kim, try to understand.
Dad pretended that we were always on the move because he was an art dealer.
That wasn't true.
We were on the move because we were fugitives.
The first time they asked me to play the piano in public, dad almost went out of his mind.
He mad me die my hair.
He made me change my name.
Secretly, I knew it was because I looked too much like my mother.
He was then terrified if I'd become famous as she'd been.
I had no friends anywhere.
He wouldn't permit it.
He made an exception in your case for only one reason.
Because he knew he only had a few days to live.
There was someone he was mortally afraid of every moment of the time.
I never knew who it was.
He never spoke of it to me.
Now I know.
Oh, Kim, Kim, I can see it in your eyes.
You don't believe any of it.
You're just being tolerant, professionally tolerant, -Oh, Lorna.
-Oh, no, please, go away.
Let me alone.
[MUSIC PLAYING.]
DR.
NESTRI (VOICEOVER): April 12th.
April 12th.
April 12th.
April 12th.
April 12th.
LORNA BAYLOR (VOICEOVER): I must go.
DR.
NESTRI (VOICEOVER): April 12th.
LORNA BAYLOR (VOICEOVER): I love him so much.
DR.
NESTRI (VOICEOVER): April 12th.
LORNA BAYLOR (VOICEOVER): Need him so much.
DR.
NESTRI (VOICEOVER): April 12th.
LORNA BAYLOR (VOICEOVER): But he can't help me.
DR.
NESTRI (VOICEOVER): April 12th.
LORNA BAYLOR (VOICEOVER): I must go.
-April 12th.
LORNA BAYLOR (VOICEOVER): I must go.
DR.
NESTRI (VOICEOVER): April 12th.
April 12th.
April 12th.
April 12th.
April 12th.
MARGARET: Operator, operator.
Oh, Dr.
Baylor.
I've been trying and trying to reach you.
-Well, what is it? -It's Mrs.
Baylor.
She's gone.
-Gone? What do you mean? -Well, after you left hits morning, I heard the car starting up and drive off.
-I know.
I left it for her.
Said she had a lot of shopping to do.
-Yes, but she hasn't come back yet.
And about 6 o'clock, I began to get worried.
I called everywhere.
And no one has see her.
She wasn't at the stores or the Cameron's.
I tried to reach you-- -Wait a minute.
-But they said you were out.
-Hello? Hello, Lou? It's Kim.
Look, Lou, could you come over here? Yeah, right away.
No, I can't come over there.
I haven't got a car.
I'll explain when you get here.
It's Lorna.
I said it's Lorna.
She's not here, she-- LOU CAMERON: Sit down, Kim.
-Well, what's the next move? -Sooner or later, we're going to have to notify the police, let them try to find her.
-I suppose so.
If only I'd known, but I thought-- oh, what difference does it make what I thought.
What time is it? -9:30.
-She's been gone 12 hours, .
but where, where could she have gone? She has no family, no one to go to, no money.
Maybe $20 in her pocket.
And Nestri, I keep trying to tell myself it's just a coincidence.
But is it? Lou, you don't really think that's it do you? -Wait a minute.
Isn't that a car? [MUSIC PLAYING.]
DR.
KIM BAYLOR: Lorna, Lorna.
LORNA BAYLOR/DESCHAMPS: Hello Kim.
Hello Lou.
-Lorna.
-Where have you been? I've been crazy.
-I drove into New York.
You mind if I sit down.
I'm terribly tired.
Glad you're here, Lou.
I almost asked you to go with me today.
-I wish you had.
-Well, I decided I had to do it alone.
-Do what? -Prove to myself, if to no one else, that I wasn't out of my mind.
Well nothing I said made any impression and I had to get some proof.
-Of what, Lorna? -Proof that my mother did not commit suicide, that she was killed.
-But Lorna, that was 22 years ago.
-That's where I thought you might help, Lou.
You see, my mother was quite famous before she married dad as Maria Serrano, she was known all over Europe.
I thought there must be something in the papers at the time of her death.
Well, I didn't know exactly what, but I had to try.
-Did you find anything? -Yes.
This was in the Times of April the 13th, 1928, the day after her death.
I copied the two paragraphs.
Read it, Lou.
-At the time of the accident, Miss Serrano, Mrs.
Trenton, was on her way to New York with her daughter Lorna, age 5.
-You were with her then.
-Yes, I was.
Read the next one.
-Prior to her marriage to Mr.
Trenton, Mrs.
Trenton had been, for a brief period, the wife of Dr.
John Nestri, well known European psychiatrist.
The marriage took place in Milan, Italy in April 1919.
They were divorced in July 1920.
Her marriage to Mr.
Trenton took place a few months later in Baltimore, Maryland.
-Now a tiny note here.
-Arrival, April 7, 1928, Conte De Savoy out of Naples, Dr.
John Nestri.
-Just a few days before her death.
Oh, what a bloody fool I've been.
What a fool.
-No, if your convinced, Kim, it's been worth it.
-What more proof could anyone need? Well, I didn't want to call the police before, but-- -Kim.
This isn't clear sailing by a long shot.
-Why not? -Because in the eyes of the law, we have no case.
All this stuff is strictly circumstantial.
We'd have no chance whatsoever with the police.
Unless-- -Unless what? -We got a confession out of him.
-Well, why should he confess? If that's what we have to have, we're licked.
-Oh, but what can we do we do, Lou.
-This is the first thing I can think of.
You and I might go see him, Kim.
I have an idea that if we throw all this at him, we might get somewhere.
-Why should you get involved, Lou? -You can't go alone.
I suggest you call him up, right now.
, see if he's back.
We might be able to seem him tonight.
-Well, it's worth a try.
I'll call the hospital first.
-Good.
-Hello? Hello, this is Dr.
Baylor.
Is Dr.
Nestri there? What? Oh, he has.
Thanks.
-Well? -He left for home five minutes ago.
-Where that? -Seven miles out to Bristol Road.
-That ought to take us about 20 minutes.
-We better get going.
You take care yourself.
-Yes, darling.
-Good bye.
[MUSIC PLAYING.]
MARGARET: Was that Mr.
Cameron leaving ma'am? -Yes, Margaret.
Dr.
Baylor went with him.
I won't need anything else tonight, Margaret.
Just take this.
You can go to bed now.
-Thank you ma'am.
-Thank you.
Good night.
MARGARET: Good night.
[MUSIC PLAYING.]
[PIANO MUSIC.]
-I hope I haven't startled you, Mrs.
Baylor.
The door was open, and I came to see your husband.
-You wanted to see him? -Yes.
Did you have a successful trip to New York, Mrs.
Baylor? -How did you know where I've been? -Purely accidental.
I happened to follow you most of the way.
-My-- my husband just went over to the Cameron's for a minute.
I'm sure I can-- -Please don't bother.
I consider it most fortunate to have these few moments alone with you.
You were aware, I think, the first time we met that some peculiar, shall we say, force had brought us together.
You did feel it, didn't you? -Yes.
-It is though I had hunted for you for many years, as though I'd always known that somewhere you were waiting.
You see, a long time ago, I knew someone very like you, very delicate, very strange, very lovely.
We had so short a time together.
And then she died.
-She died? -Yes.
But did she? Did she? I've never felt sure that she had really been completely destroyed.
I've always felt as if some part of her remained somewhere, alive, warm and vibrant, taunted me, taunted me.
You have eyes very much like hers, the same kind of hair, the same delicate fingers.
I watched them the first time you played for me here, strong fingers.
You were struggling with that piece of music you could not remember.
You were frightened by it, I could see.
She was frightened by it once too.
I had hoped to hear you play for me at least once again.
Would you? -If you like.
What do you want me to play? -I'd rather have you choose.
[PIANO MUSIC.]
-Yes, that's it.
You played that at your first concert.
Were you aware of that? LORNA BAYLOR/DESCHAMPS: No.
-You were a beautiful child then.
You're now a beautiful woman.
Thinking of you after that first evening, I found myself saying your name over and over.
Maria, Maria.
Oh, it's as though it were all before us again.
You belong to me, to me alone.
Say it.
Say it.
LORNA BAYLOR/DESCHAMPS: No.
No.
-Say I am the only one you will ever love.
Say it.
Say it.
LORNA BAYLOR/DESCHAMPS: Stop.
-You, you're not Maria.
You are someone else.
I know.
You tricked me.
You are his daughter.
Her face, her body, over his heart, his daughter.
Thought you could make me forget, didn't you? You thought I'd forgotten what I came to do here.
LORNA BAYLOR/DESCHAMPS: No.
No.
I know you've not forgotten.
But why here? There'd be less suspicion if you threw my body under the wheels of a train.
-You know? How did you know? -I was there.
I saw you.
-No.
No one saw me, no one.
-I saw you.
I've known always.
You killed her.
You killed the one person you ever loved.
You killed her, didn't you? Didn't you? Didn't you? -Yes.
I killed her.
I didn't mean to.
But I could no longer look into her eyes, those eyes that had once been filled with fire and laughter were cold and empty of feeling, slow, dead eyes that had lost their youth, that were soiled and full of sloth.
I killed those eyes forever.
They were not the eyes of the girl I loved.
They were not Maria's eyes.
-So you killed her.
And you don't dare look at me.
Because when you do, you see the body of the woman you crushed under the wheels of a train.
But are you sure she ever died? You see? You aren't sure, even now, when you held me in your arms, were you quite sure Maria Serrano was dead? -No.
-Do you want to kill the same woman twice? -No.
-Come.
-No.
-Touch the cold that you thought was nice.
-No.
-Touch it.
-No.
-Then you'll know you're really mad.
-No.
Don't hurt me.
don't hurt me.
Don't hurt me.
Don't hurt me.
Don't hurt me.
Don't hurt me.
Don't hurt me.
Don't hurt me.
Don't hurt me.
Don't hurt me.
-Kim.
DR.
KIM BAYLOR: It's all over.
Darling, Lorna.
Lorna.
-Oh, it's so good to hear my own name again.
Kim, call the hospital quickly.
Have him taken away.
[MUSIC PLAYING.]
-Hello.
I've come back again to remind you that the 1950 American Heart Association drive is open.
And we're asking you to open your heart and give to this terribly important cause.
Of the six leading causes of death today, heart disease is America's number one killer.
Diseases of the heart and blood vessels cause more deaths than all other five combined.
Now doctors are working ceaselessly to try to find the real causes of heart disease and to educate us all about how to prevent it.
But they need your help.
Now, you may be helping your neighbor, someone in your own family, perhaps your child, or even yourself when you give to the 1950 Heart Fund.
Now, you can make your contribution just like that wherever you see the red plastic heart or send it to Heart, H-E- A- R- in care of your local post office.
That's H- E- A- R- T in care of your local post office.
I'm sure that you're going to want to help fight this greatest threat to the health of all of us today.
[MUSIC PLAYING.]
NARRATOR: Others in the cast of "Flowers From A Stranger" were Bill Arthur, Joseph Boland, Virginia Dwyer, Catherine Brill, Lois Nettleton, Ethel Everett, and Katherine Meskill.
This is Paul Brenson saying good night for Westinghouse inviting you to be with us again next week Meanwhile, be sure to see the Westinghouse refrigerator that has everything at such modest cost and the Westinghouse television set with the wonderful electronic magnifier.
And now until next week, good night.
NARRATOR: Whether it's a product for home or business, farm, or factory, you can be sure if it's Westinghouse.
[MUSIC PLAYING.]
NARRATOR: The Willow Cabin scheduled for this evening will be presented two weeks from tonight.
This evening, Westinghouse Studio One presents "Flowers From A Stranger.
" [MUSIC PLAYING.]
[ALARM CLOCK.]
-Oh, I almost had it.
I almost ha-- oh, Kim.
DR.
KIM BAYLOR: Here, here.
What put you in this wildcat mood? -Oh, I don't want you to go.
I want it to stay like this all day.
It's spring.
Last week as though April but just waking up inside.
-You really were frightened for a minute, weren't you? -You're infuriating.
You know everything.
I'll never marry a psychiatrist again.
-Don't you do it.
Now tell me, what were you frightened about? -Oh, I don't know.
Just a silly dream.
I've had it before.
I'm all alone, and I keep hearing this tune.
And somehow it's terribly important for me to remember what it is.
But I can't-- can't finish it.
-How does it go? -Well, I don't know.
You woke me up.
And now it's gone forever.
What's today? -Tuesday.
-Just Tuesday? -Well, what else? -Oh, there must be something special about it or else I wouldn't feel this way.
I know.
It's put the money over in the seed bed Tuesday.
Hand me my brush will you? Margaret will bust here any minute with the tray.
-Anyone for dinner tonight? -Uh-huh, the Cameron's.
Oh, and I forgot, they're bringing Marion LeRoy with them.
Do you remember that little brunette they had with them New Year's Ever? DR.
KIM BAYLOR: Oh, yes.
The little brunette.
Well, I might even come home and put on a dinner jacket for that.
-Don't be obvious, my love.
Do you what to shock the local inhabitants? DR.
KIM BAYLOR: Hmm? -There's room for an extra man if you wanted to bring someone from the hospital with you.
DR.
KIM BAYLOR: All right, I'll see who's free.
-How about the great big visiting fireman you've been working with.
DR.
KIM BAYLOR: Who Nestri? Oh, I doubt if he'd do it.
He moves a little too high a bracket for me.
LORNA BAYLOR/DESCHAMPS: Well, there's no harm in trying is there? -No, it'd be very fine if he would.
Maybe I will ask him.
-I'll make myself svelte and seductive for the occasion, plunging neckline and love is a peach.
-Ah, don't waste your strength.
He has white hair and a list of letters after his name like a Washington bureau.
And to top it off, he hates women.
-Oh, he does, does he? That sounds good and vulnerable to me.
How old is he? -Oh, 50 odd.
He lost his wife when he was very young.
He's had a rather rough time of it I guess.
-From rags to riches? -No, but he spent four years in a Nazi concentration camp.
He still has one crippled hand.
-Oh.
-He's been particularly nice to me so far.
We're working on a couple of tough cases together.
And it wouldn't hurt to have him keep on treating me that way.
-Well, I'll do my best.
-Well, I gotta run along.
If Nestri says yes, I'll let you know.
You look much too seductive for this hour of the morning.
You don't make it a bit easy for a man to walk out on you.
-Well, I didn't ask you to go.
-You ought to be ashamed of yourself.
-Bye.
[KNOCKING.]
-And just as well.
-Oh, you cad.
-Come in, Margaret.
Come right in.
-Good morning.
-Bye.
I'll see you at 7.
-Good morning Mrs.
Baylor.
Lovely mornin' ain't it? -Heavenly.
MARGARET: Oh, ah-- by the by, would it be your birthday or anniversary or something? -Not that I know of.
Why? MARGARET: Well, sure someone's thinkin' of you this day.
A fine box of flowers arrived just a half an hour ago.
-Flowers? Well, why didn't you bring them in? MARGARET: I thought it best to wait until the doctor is gone, ma'am.
-Are you working up a secret affair for me, Margaret? -Well, I never take nothin' for granted, ma'am.
-You're a needled old woman.
Bring the flowers here this minute.
-I have them right outside.
-Ah, no wonder you were suspicious.
I never saw such a box.
-I was thinkin' the same thing myself, ma'am.
-Let's open them up.
I'm fascinated.
No one's sent me flowers since I was marr-- MARGARET: My oh my, isn't that grand.
-No, I don't like ca-- white carnations.
-Why, Mrs.
Baylor.
-I can't stand white carnations.
Take them away quickly.
Please! MARGARET: Well, don't you even want to see the card? -Yes.
Who brought these flowers, Margaret? MARGARET: Well, a boy delivered them about a half hour ago.
He just said they were for you.
-I see.
Thank you, Margaret.
LORNA BAYLOR (VOICEOVER): For Lorna, April 12th.
April 12th.
For Lorna.
April 12th.
But what does it mean? Who? Why April 12th? That's today of course.
No one here knows.
It was so long ago.
No one here knew Mother.
No one would know that April 12-- Oh, it's silly.
It must be Luke Hammond or someone being funny.
It couldn't be Kim.
He's never sent me a flower in his life.
It must-- oh, forget it.
It's such a lovely day.
[MUSIC PLAYING.]
NARRATOR: Now that you've seen part one of "Flowers From A Stranger" let's turn to our Westinghouse program.
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It sounds like a mighty good idea.
Let's ask Betty Furness and her friend just how we do it.
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And there it is, a sweetheart in any house.
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-Let's take a real good look at it.
There, the Westinghouse freeze chest holds 46 pounds of frozen food and ice at zero temperature.
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-And gentlemen, look at this.
The ice cube storage tray holds over 100 extra ice cubes.
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What's more, these spacious middle shelves hold lots of food.
And see, the big humid drawer keeps your green things dewy fresh.
Wouldn't you be proud to own this stunning Westinghouse refrigerator? BILL: Sure.
And what about the price? Look, a big 8 and 1/2 cubic foot refrigerator with all those features for only $259.
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[MUSIC PLAYING.]
NARRATOR: And now let's return to Westinghouse Studio One and "Flowers From A Stranger.
" NURSE: Here you are, Doctor.
The Frankasian report.
DOCTOR: Thank you Nurse.
[MUSIC PLAYING.]
-Frankasian report.
-Thank you.
[PHONE RINGS.]
-Hello? Dr.
Baylor's office.
No.
I'm sorry the doctor's been out on emergency case all morning.
No I can't say when he'll be back.
I'll tell him you called, Doctor.
-Well, perhaps I should give it up.
But I particularly wanted to speak to Dr.
Baylor this morning.
-I can't believe that he'll be away much longer.
he seldom stays away as long as this, Dr.
Nestri.
-And I'm not in your way here? -No, not a bit.
DR.
KIM BAYLOR: Oh, good morning Dr.
Nestri.
-Oh, there you are, Baylor.
DR.
KIM BAYLOR: Have I kept you waiting long? -No, not at all.
I believe your nurse has some messages for you.
-NURSE: Nothing urgent, Doctor.
-Oh, thank you Higgins.
-Well, then Tim, cigarette? -With pleasure.
I'm particularly interested in the case of Mrs.
Frankasian.
She is one of your patients? -Yes, I just left her as a matter of fact.
She's the one that's been giving me all the trouble this morning.
-Yes.
I understand.
Very unusual case.
-Really? There must be something that escaped me.
She's is in a manic state at the moment, of course.
But-- -Yes, I understand.
But what interests me is the patient's background in relation to her sister.
She continues to wish to kill her sister for reasons that are far from clear to me.
Furthermore, the ease with which she can be persuaded to transfer that impulse toward anyone else.
That's rather unusual.
I see she attempted it on you one day.
-More than once.
She'd strangle a cat if she could get her fingers on it.
It's a completely hopeless case, I'm afraid.
-No doubt.
No doubt.
But I have found that some such apparently hopeless cases do respond to hypnotism.
-Oh, you amaze me more every day, Doctor.
I had no idea you had any use for hypnotherapy.
-Use whatever tools come to hand.
We might turn up some very interesting material.
In any case, I should like to talk to the patient if that is possible.
-Why, of course.
I'll have to issue you a pass because of her being in the wing.
Won't take a moment.
-Thank you.
[BUZZER.]
Higgins, take out a pass for Dr.
Nestri to visit Mrs.
Frankasian, E47.
Bring it in and I'll sign it.
Oh, by the way Doctor, my wife and I wondered whether, by any chance, you'd be free to dine with us this evening.
-This evening? Why, yes, I believe I'm free.
And I should be delighted.
-Good.
Lorna will be very pleased.
NURSE: Here's the pass, Doctor.
-Oh, thank you, Higgins.
Here's your pass, Doctor.
-Oh, yes, thank you very much.
[MUSIC PLAYING.]
-You about ready, Kim? DR.
KIM BAYLOR: Almost.
-You know, that silly tunes been running through my head all day long.
Anytime I try to concentrate, it disappears.
-Ah, forget it.
[WHISTLES.]
-You know, if I were any sort of husband, I'd have brought you some flowers tonight.
-So glad you didn't.
Had all the flowers I can stand for one day.
-What are you talking about? -Oh, it's ridiculous, but somebody sent me two dozen white carnations this morning.
-Well, don't you know who it was? -No, there was no name on the card.
Unfortunately, I behaved very badly.
I'm glad you weren't here.
You would have been thoroughly ashamed of me.
-Why? -I screamed at Margaret.
She was very hurt.
-Now what was that about? -Well, I can't stand white carnations.
I have a phobia about them.
I guess I got it from Dad.
He always hated them, said they had the odor of death.
I can't help getting a feeling of panic inside when I look at the beastly things.
It's childish, I know.
-I'll remember that the next time I think of sending you flowers.
-Ah, the first time my love.
-You know, sometime I'm going to have to learn how a husband's supposed to behave.
-I like the way you behave.
Oh, my goodness.
There they are and I haven't finished dressing.
You go down and meet them.
I won't be long.
-I'll rattle up a batch of cocktails.
Where are we having them? -On the terrace.
[MUSIC PLAYING.]
LORNA BAYLOR (VOICEOVER): Doctor stopped there, half way in the drive.
Why don't they move? Why should they leave their headlights on me? Oh, that's silly.
They've just stalled.
Maybe the just turned in wrong drive.
There's no reason to feel there's anyone watching me.
And yet, I can't help it.
I think he's watching me deliberately.
He is watching me.
He is.
Oh, it was probably only Beth.
They're always the last to arrive.
Six, my goodness.
It must have been.
-Well, he can't be that interesting.
It's only a martini.
-I was watching your hands.
-Why, what's wrong with them? -Nothing.
They're very good hands, very sensitive.
-Are you going to tell me I should have been a musician? I can't even play chop sticks.
Lorna has all the talent in that direction.
-I'm still looking at your hands.
You should have been a surgeon, I think.
-Would you trust me to hack away at you? -Yes, I think I would.
-Say, what are you two putting in those things.
Our tongues are hanging out.
.
-Coming up.
Marian's trying to turn me into a surgeon.
-Oh.
-Well, she better watch you carve a turkey first.
She might change her mind.
-Oh, Dr.
Baylor is too good a psychiatrist to waste his time.
-Why, thank you.
-I do not like surgeons.
I believe there are subtler ways of easing pain than by cutting the patient's throat.
-Dr.
Nestri.
-Well, cheers.
-Mmm.
Say, where's Lorna? She's usually the prompt one.
-Here she is and full of apologies.
-Hello.
-Hello Ted, Lou.
-Lorna.
-Hello Marian.
DR.
KIM BAYLOR: Oh, Lorna, this is Dr.
Nestri.
Doctor, my wife.
-I've waited for the pleasure a long time.
-A long time? You make it sound like years and years.
-Well, I don't wonder you're surprised.
But I heard of you long before I came to Swartham.
Lorna Deschamps.
That is not an unknown name to me.
-Deschamps? What is this, Lorna, a secret past you've kept hidden from us? -Well, don't look at me.
I never heard the name.
-Where did it come from? -I don't know.
It's true, I played a few concerts in Europe under that name.
My father didn't approve.
So I had my name changed.
In the end, he made me give up playing altogether.
-Do you mean you don't play anymore? -Oh, no, I still play, but it's strictly nonprofessional now.
I'm very lazy about it I'm afraid.
Kim, darling, Margaret has some appetizers, would you get them please? -Oh, I'm sorry.
Good girl, Margaret, I was just coming for them.
LORNA BAYLOR/DESCHAMPS: It's so good to see you, Marian.
How long are you going to stay this time.
-Oh, I must get back next Monday, I'm afraid.
-Oh.
-I'd love to stay here forever.
I love this place.
But a girl must eat, I'm afraid.
DR.
KIM BAYLOR: How's the world, Lou? LOU CAMERON: Terrible.
DR.
KIM BAYLOR: Mr.
Cameron's our one source of information, Doctor.
-Oh yes? NARRATOR: DR.
KIM BAYLOR: He's the owner and editor of the local newspaper.
-Oh, I read a number of your editorials.
They're very good, you know, very good indeed.
-You see? -Thank you.
-Lou used to work for the Times.
But he got tired of life in the big city.
So he came home to roost about five years ago.
-Why? -Lazy.
Furthermore, in New York I was just another newspaper man.
Here I'm a leading citizen.
I'm ah-- weak-minded to enjoy the adulation.
-Well, I understand that.
I understand it.
-Don't let Lou fool you.
He's quite a crusader when he gets stirred up.
-Say, this little girl is getting chilly.
Do you mind if we move inside, Lorna.
-Oh, no.
Go right ahead.
-I'll take these along.
-Thank you darling.
-Do you, too, feel cold Mrs.
Baylor? -No.
It reminds me of one of those wonderful cool evenings along the Adriatic.
-You're not American, are you? -Only half.
My mother was Chilean.
I was raised abroad.
-You traveled a great deal then.
-Oh, yes.
My childhood was very nomadic.
My father was an art dealer.
It took him to some of the most outrageous placed and some very beautiful ones.
-Ah, what was your father's name? -Kenton.
Bruce Kenton.
Oh, there's no reason for you to have know him.
He was rather obscure.
-On the contrary, at one he was extremely well known in Europe.
As a matter of fact I had some dealings with him myself.
Of course that was many years ago.
-It's fascinating.
Here I was expecting a total stranger.
And you know more about me than my own husband.
You even know me under my most secret aliases.
-Oh, Lorna Deschamps.
You know, I heard you play your first concept under that name in Kent.
-Kent? But that was only a student's recital.
I was no more than 15.
It's incredible of you to have remembered.
-Not incredible at all.
You had an extraordinary talent even then.
I knew that sooner or later I should hear you play again.
-I haven't that much talent.
It's enough to impress the citizens of Swartham.
But I know the difference, and so do you.
-You'll play for me after dinner though? -If you like.
Let's call it payment for my not being here to greet you.
-Oh, please don't apologize.
The others were most cordial.
They made me feel at home at once.
-Then ah-- you were not the first one to arrive? -No, the Cameron's, I believe, arrived sometime before me.
And then my car stalled in the driveway, and I saw you at the upper window.
And I said to myself, isn't this strange.
There stands Lorna Deschamps.
She knows nothing about me.
I mean nothing to her, and yet I have known her for many years, have, in fact, looked for her again and again, have wondered what had happened to that strange talented child whose music, for now reason I can explain, has haunted me for so long.
What sort of a woman has that child grown to be? What-- as I ramble on, and you seem to be growing chilly.
You do feel cold, do you not, Mrs.
Baylor? -Yes, yes I do.
Shall we join the others? -By all means.
But after dinner I shall hold you to your promise and make you play for me.
[MUSIC PLAYING.]
-Lorna is doing herself proud tonight.
Nestri hasn't taken his eyes off of her all evening.
-Well, I guess I started it.
I told her he wouldn't look at her.
-Oh.
-It just shows, you never know.
-You've got yourself married to quite a special woman.
I suppose you know that.
-Well, how can I forget it? You remind me every time we meet.
-Ho, ho, ho.
-Probably the reason why I never get anywhere with you.
-Oh, well it's one of the reasons.
You know, if you were any kind of gentleman, you'd go and help her out now.
-Anyone care for a little more brandy? -Here, that's a man's work.
I was wrong, darling.
You've impressed our guest of honor.
-Apparently.
Think it will help? -Well, it can't hurt.
You know, I'm glad he has white hair.
I might be getting jealous.
-You needn't.
I don't really like him.
Don't ask me why.
-When are you going to play for us, Lorna? -I don't really want to.
Honestly Marian, I was hoping they'd all forget about it.
-Have you been composing anything lately? -A little.
I tried for a while this afternoon.
But the silliest tune kept going through my head.
And I just couldn't get rid of it.
-Is it something you think you ought to know? -I think so, but it's as if it was strangely off key or off rhythm or something.
I can't spot it to save my life.
-Can you hum it? Maybe I can help.
-No, I can't.
-Have you tried to play it on the piano, Mrs.
Baylor? -No.
-Why don't you try it? It might come to you.
-I don't know.
I don't recognize it.
-Try it.
Try it again.
[MUSIC PLAYING.]
LORNA BAYLOR (VOICEOVER): Lorna, that man hates you.
He's evil.
He hates you.
He hates you, Lorna.
-Why, why, why was I asked to play it.
I hate it.
-Lorna, what is it? -I never want to hear that tune again.
I'm sorry.
Please forgive me everyone.
-It's been a long time since Lorna played.
MARIAN: Dr.
Nestri, you must find our life here a little provincial.
-On the contrary, I find it most stimulating.
You see, one never knows where the search may end, in Paris, Mexico, in Brazil, or in a little Pennsylvania town like Swartham.
-Search for what? -For each of us there is a constant search for some, let me call it, inescapable tonation.
All of us, the normal, and the abnormal alike are driven toward an inaswerable imperative, toward a goal which is all too seldom clear to us.
Then of a sudden, we glimpse an unexpected vista and know, know with a kind of sick, illogical certainty that that is our own peculiar destiny.
That vista may sometimes be one of beats, sometimes of futility, sometimes of change, and yes, even apparent.
But for better or worse, we know that that is our own inescapable tonation.
We must accept it.
It Is the end of our quest.
-I'm sorry.
I-- I'm not feeling very well.
I hope you'll all forgive me.
I better lie down.
-Lorna, can I help you? -No, please I'll be all right.
-I'm so sorry.
I hope it is nothing I have said or done, Mrs.
Baylor.
-I'm most frightfully sorry.
-You should go to her at once, Doctor.
She doesn't seem to be at all well.
-Excuse me.
-Sure.
Lorna! Lorna! Lorna, speak to me.
Lou? LOU CAMERON: Yes? DR.
KIM BAYLOR: Get Dr.
Cove at the hospital.
Get him over here.
Lorna.
[MUSIC PLAYING.]
LORNA BAYLOR/DESCHAMPS: Come in.
I wasn't asleep.
-How do you feel? You look like a new woman.
-That's what you must have been looking for, a new woman.
-You're a silly-- you were a sick girl.
-Kim.
Do you remember that tune I played? -No, and I don't want to.
It's fairly evil.
-Yes, it was evil.
And lying here the last two days, I kept wondering where did it come from.
-Have you an idea? -Well, yes, partly.
It seemed more and more strongly that it was in some way connected with my mother's death.
I was only five so it's a little vague to me.
-Didn't your father ever talk to you about it? -No, it was too painful to him.
I only knew she jumped in front of a train.
I wanted to ask him often, but I didn't dare.
-Were you with her? -No.
I'll-- -Are you sure? -Wait.
-Sometimes-- -Wait! I seem to remember standing in a long crowded platform waiting for a train to come in.
And then suddenly, somewhere quite close to us, someone began to whistle that little tune.
And then, no, no, I can't.
-Oh, don't try.
You've had enough for today.
Just lie back and relax.
We'll talk about it some more another time.
-Will I be allowed to go out tomorrow? -For a little while.
[MUSIC PLAYING.]
-207 please.
Kim, I was just calling the operating room.
I thought I might entice you into a nightcap before we went home.
-I could use it.
-How's Lorna coming along? -Oh, she's much better the last few days.
She's been very busy in the garden.
[PHONE RINGS.]
-That's probably Lorna now wondering why I'm not home.
Hello? What? What? Mrs.
Frankasian? I'll be right down.
-What is it? -Mrs.
Frankasian's missing.
-But that's impossible.
I left Nestri with her not more than 10 minutes ago.
-Well, he's not there now.
Look, Fred, take a run down there, will ya? See what you can do.
I'll be along in a minute.
-Yeah, sure.
-I just want to call the house.
[MUSIC PLAYING.]
[PHONE RINGS.]
-Yes? Oh, yes, Dr.
Baylor.
I see.
I see.
Yes, I'll tell her.
I'll do that.
Yes, Sir.
-Who was it, Margaret? -It was Dr.
Baylor, ma'am.
He's been held up at the hospital.
And he wanted you to know so you wouldn't worry.
-Well, did he say when he'd be home? -No, it seems one of the patients is missing, and he has to wait until they find her.
-Missing? You mean escaped? -Yes, ma'am.
-Was she violent? -He didn't say.
He just wanted us to lock up and-- and go to bed.
Oh, you do look upset, ma'am.
Would you like me to bring my things up and sleep in the room next to you? -Yes.
It's silly of me to be so nervous.
But I would like it, Margaret.
-Well, you just run along then.
And I'll lock up.
-Check the windows.
Be sure they're all closed.
-Yes, ma'am.
[MUSIC PLAYING.]
WOMAN SCREAMING: Agh.
Agh.
Agh.
-What's that? WOMAN SCREAMING: Agh.
Agh.
Agh.
MARGARET: Oh, keep her hands, Mrs.
Baylor.
Give me a hand with that.
-Call the doctor.
Call the police.
Get them to help us.
-Give me Dr.
Baylor, quickly it's an emergency.
Kim? Kim, she's here.
She's here, the insane woman.
She tried to strangle, Margaret.
Come quickly, Kim.
Yes.
We need you.
[MUSIC PLAYING.]
NARRATOR: And now let's pause for a moment and look at our program again.
Come closer sweetheart.
Well, say, I don't think that's fair because we can't get closer.
-Oh, but you could if you had one of the new Westinghouse television sets with the exclusive electronic magnifier that gives you a big closeup image whenever you want it.
All you do is turn the electronic magnifier knob and there, you get the heart of the picture.
And see, I'm close enough to say, hello good looking.
The electronic magnifier is controlled by this knob.
And only a Westinghouse set has it.
Now let's suppose that you'll have this Westinghouse set in your home.
And you're watching it a dancer doing ballet poses.
And she's so attractive that you decide you'd like to see her lots closer.
Well, you just turn the electronic magnifier know and presto.
See how close she is now, so much closer.
Turn the knob back when you want your standard Westinghouse picture again.
Or switch it to the close up position and the electronic magnifier enlarges the center of the action so that you get an image almost the same size as you'd get with 16 inch tube.
Now, this Westinghouse set also has a built in antenna.
In many localities, you save the cost of a roof installation.
It also gives you Westinghouse synchrotuning, Now that means that when you tune in for the best sound, you don't get a so-called picture like this.
Or when you tune in for the best picture, you don't get sound like this.
Westinghouse synchrotuning tunes in the best picture and the best sound together automatically.
-And remember, Westinghouse is the only set that has all three, synchrotuning, electronic magnifier, and a built in antenna.
Now, the set I have here cost only $249,95.
And you can buy it on my small down payment plan.
Stop in at any Westinghouse dealers and see Westinghouse television.
[MUSIC PLAYING.]
NARRATOR: We return now to "Flowers From A Strange.
" [MUSIC PLAYING.]
LORNA BAYLOR/DESCHAMPS: Are you all right, Margaret? MARGARET: Yes, but if you hadnt' come in on time, I don't think I could have handled her.
-The doctor will be here any minute now.
Why did you come here? Why did you come here? Answer me.
-I hate you.
I always hated you.
I always wanted you to die.
I hate you.
-She thinks you're her sister.
She had the same idea about me at first.
-I know.
How did you get in here? How did you get in here? -He, he showed me the way.
He knew.
LORNA BAYLOR/DESCHAMPS: Who? -He's my friend.
Hi-- you're not my friend.
I hate you.
I'd like to see you dead.
-And me dead too.
-No.
No, not you.
No.
-Oh, there's Kim now.
DR.
KIM BAYLOR: Lorna, where are you? LORNA BAYLOR/DESCHAMPS: Up here Kim, in the guest room.
DR.
KIM BAYLOR: Coming.
Are you all right? -I locked the door from the inside.
-Let me get a look at her.
-Oh.
-I'll take her back to the hospital, Kim.
You stay here with Lorna.
-Thanks Fred.
-I'll file the report for ya.
-Thanks.
You've had quite a shock, Margaret.
What you need is a good night's sleep.
-Yes, Margaret, you better get to bed.
-Oh, I couldn't sleep a wink in that bed.
If you don't mind, I'll go to my own room.
Good night.
-Good night.
-Good night, Margaret.
What's this window doing open? -I don't know.
I closed it myself.
-The catch is broken.
Somebody must have used a crow bar to pry this up.
Look at these marks.
LORNA BAYLOR/DESCHAMPS: Yes.
I saw them.
-We better get you upstairs into bed young lady.
It's after 3 o'clock.
-No.
Not yet, Kim.
-What? -I-- DR.
KIM BAYLOR: Let's have it.
-Sit here by me, Kim, and try to listen.
-Is there something you haven't told me? -Kim, that woman came here to kill me.
She didn't come here by herself.
She was brought here.
-That's a fascinating idea, Lorna.
-Don't laugh at me, Kim.
I know it's true.
-Lorna, it's almost morning.
Can't we let it go until we've had a little sleep.
-No, if we can't talk about it now-- listen, Kim, I'm frightened.
I'm really frightened.
This thing isn't over simply because that woman's gone back to the hospital.
It's just begun.
-All right, darling.
I think I understand what you're trying to say.
You're convinced someone brought that woman here to murder you.
-Yes.
-Well who? -Someone who knew that I slept upstairs and that Margaret slept downstairs.
-Who would that be? Me? Fred? -Don't laugh.
-Well, I'm sorry.
Have you any other suggestions? -Yes.
I know who it is.
-Who? -Dr.
Nestri.
DR.
KIM BAYLOR: Nestri? Lorna, have you any idea what you're saying? Your tone implies you don't think I'm quite sane.
-Well, aren't you being a little over sensitive with that implication, Lorna? -Perhaps, but I've known from the first night he walked into this house that there was something evil about him.
He wants to kill me.
-For what possible reason? -I don't know.
-Oh, I realize you've had a shock.
I realize it.
-Oh, Kim, this has nothing to do with any shock.
You have to believe me.
-Well, I'd like to, but it's too utterly fantastic.
You've got to see that.
-I see that window standing open after I closed and locked it myself.
Someone took an iron bar and pried it open.
Listen to me, Kim.
Suppose Margaret hadn't slept upstairs tonight? I would have been alone on that second floor.
That woman would have found me there, not Margaret.
She would have put her hands around my throat, not Margaret.
I wouldn't have had the strength to fight her off.
You'd never know what I'm telling you now.
You weren't meant to know.
You were meant to think it was an accident.
But it wasn't an accident.
It was murder.
DR.
KIM BAYLOR: But it just doesn't make sense.
These things don't happen without any motive.
-Motive.
Yes, I know.
You want something, clear and logical.
Well, I can't give you that, Kim.
I can only feel it pressing closer and closer.
I was asleep when Margaret screamed tonight.
I'd been dreaming.
It's not clear now, but I know I saw my mother's body lying in the cinders in the station platform.
In her hand, she held a single white carnation.
-Oh, Lorna, my dear.
These things can be explained so easily.
But it's not evidence.
-All right.
-She can't walk-- -That's not evidence, but this is.
I found this lying in front of the open window when I came down to call you.
Dr.
Nestri always wears a white carnation in his button -Oh, but this didn't come out of anyone's buttonhole.
Well, look at the length of the stem.
You're just trying to build up a case.
It's a natural defense attitude.
I see a good bit of it every day in a more exaggerated form.
Oh, Lorna, believe me.
-Please, don't treat me like a patient, Kim, That's all I ask.
-Well, I could take you away.
We could-- -No.
That's all I've ever done, run away.
Oh, Kim, try to understand.
Dad pretended that we were always on the move because he was an art dealer.
That wasn't true.
We were on the move because we were fugitives.
The first time they asked me to play the piano in public, dad almost went out of his mind.
He mad me die my hair.
He made me change my name.
Secretly, I knew it was because I looked too much like my mother.
He was then terrified if I'd become famous as she'd been.
I had no friends anywhere.
He wouldn't permit it.
He made an exception in your case for only one reason.
Because he knew he only had a few days to live.
There was someone he was mortally afraid of every moment of the time.
I never knew who it was.
He never spoke of it to me.
Now I know.
Oh, Kim, Kim, I can see it in your eyes.
You don't believe any of it.
You're just being tolerant, professionally tolerant, -Oh, Lorna.
-Oh, no, please, go away.
Let me alone.
[MUSIC PLAYING.]
DR.
NESTRI (VOICEOVER): April 12th.
April 12th.
April 12th.
April 12th.
April 12th.
LORNA BAYLOR (VOICEOVER): I must go.
DR.
NESTRI (VOICEOVER): April 12th.
LORNA BAYLOR (VOICEOVER): I love him so much.
DR.
NESTRI (VOICEOVER): April 12th.
LORNA BAYLOR (VOICEOVER): Need him so much.
DR.
NESTRI (VOICEOVER): April 12th.
LORNA BAYLOR (VOICEOVER): But he can't help me.
DR.
NESTRI (VOICEOVER): April 12th.
LORNA BAYLOR (VOICEOVER): I must go.
-April 12th.
LORNA BAYLOR (VOICEOVER): I must go.
DR.
NESTRI (VOICEOVER): April 12th.
April 12th.
April 12th.
April 12th.
April 12th.
MARGARET: Operator, operator.
Oh, Dr.
Baylor.
I've been trying and trying to reach you.
-Well, what is it? -It's Mrs.
Baylor.
She's gone.
-Gone? What do you mean? -Well, after you left hits morning, I heard the car starting up and drive off.
-I know.
I left it for her.
Said she had a lot of shopping to do.
-Yes, but she hasn't come back yet.
And about 6 o'clock, I began to get worried.
I called everywhere.
And no one has see her.
She wasn't at the stores or the Cameron's.
I tried to reach you-- -Wait a minute.
-But they said you were out.
-Hello? Hello, Lou? It's Kim.
Look, Lou, could you come over here? Yeah, right away.
No, I can't come over there.
I haven't got a car.
I'll explain when you get here.
It's Lorna.
I said it's Lorna.
She's not here, she-- LOU CAMERON: Sit down, Kim.
-Well, what's the next move? -Sooner or later, we're going to have to notify the police, let them try to find her.
-I suppose so.
If only I'd known, but I thought-- oh, what difference does it make what I thought.
What time is it? -9:30.
-She's been gone 12 hours, .
but where, where could she have gone? She has no family, no one to go to, no money.
Maybe $20 in her pocket.
And Nestri, I keep trying to tell myself it's just a coincidence.
But is it? Lou, you don't really think that's it do you? -Wait a minute.
Isn't that a car? [MUSIC PLAYING.]
DR.
KIM BAYLOR: Lorna, Lorna.
LORNA BAYLOR/DESCHAMPS: Hello Kim.
Hello Lou.
-Lorna.
-Where have you been? I've been crazy.
-I drove into New York.
You mind if I sit down.
I'm terribly tired.
Glad you're here, Lou.
I almost asked you to go with me today.
-I wish you had.
-Well, I decided I had to do it alone.
-Do what? -Prove to myself, if to no one else, that I wasn't out of my mind.
Well nothing I said made any impression and I had to get some proof.
-Of what, Lorna? -Proof that my mother did not commit suicide, that she was killed.
-But Lorna, that was 22 years ago.
-That's where I thought you might help, Lou.
You see, my mother was quite famous before she married dad as Maria Serrano, she was known all over Europe.
I thought there must be something in the papers at the time of her death.
Well, I didn't know exactly what, but I had to try.
-Did you find anything? -Yes.
This was in the Times of April the 13th, 1928, the day after her death.
I copied the two paragraphs.
Read it, Lou.
-At the time of the accident, Miss Serrano, Mrs.
Trenton, was on her way to New York with her daughter Lorna, age 5.
-You were with her then.
-Yes, I was.
Read the next one.
-Prior to her marriage to Mr.
Trenton, Mrs.
Trenton had been, for a brief period, the wife of Dr.
John Nestri, well known European psychiatrist.
The marriage took place in Milan, Italy in April 1919.
They were divorced in July 1920.
Her marriage to Mr.
Trenton took place a few months later in Baltimore, Maryland.
-Now a tiny note here.
-Arrival, April 7, 1928, Conte De Savoy out of Naples, Dr.
John Nestri.
-Just a few days before her death.
Oh, what a bloody fool I've been.
What a fool.
-No, if your convinced, Kim, it's been worth it.
-What more proof could anyone need? Well, I didn't want to call the police before, but-- -Kim.
This isn't clear sailing by a long shot.
-Why not? -Because in the eyes of the law, we have no case.
All this stuff is strictly circumstantial.
We'd have no chance whatsoever with the police.
Unless-- -Unless what? -We got a confession out of him.
-Well, why should he confess? If that's what we have to have, we're licked.
-Oh, but what can we do we do, Lou.
-This is the first thing I can think of.
You and I might go see him, Kim.
I have an idea that if we throw all this at him, we might get somewhere.
-Why should you get involved, Lou? -You can't go alone.
I suggest you call him up, right now.
, see if he's back.
We might be able to seem him tonight.
-Well, it's worth a try.
I'll call the hospital first.
-Good.
-Hello? Hello, this is Dr.
Baylor.
Is Dr.
Nestri there? What? Oh, he has.
Thanks.
-Well? -He left for home five minutes ago.
-Where that? -Seven miles out to Bristol Road.
-That ought to take us about 20 minutes.
-We better get going.
You take care yourself.
-Yes, darling.
-Good bye.
[MUSIC PLAYING.]
MARGARET: Was that Mr.
Cameron leaving ma'am? -Yes, Margaret.
Dr.
Baylor went with him.
I won't need anything else tonight, Margaret.
Just take this.
You can go to bed now.
-Thank you ma'am.
-Thank you.
Good night.
MARGARET: Good night.
[MUSIC PLAYING.]
[PIANO MUSIC.]
-I hope I haven't startled you, Mrs.
Baylor.
The door was open, and I came to see your husband.
-You wanted to see him? -Yes.
Did you have a successful trip to New York, Mrs.
Baylor? -How did you know where I've been? -Purely accidental.
I happened to follow you most of the way.
-My-- my husband just went over to the Cameron's for a minute.
I'm sure I can-- -Please don't bother.
I consider it most fortunate to have these few moments alone with you.
You were aware, I think, the first time we met that some peculiar, shall we say, force had brought us together.
You did feel it, didn't you? -Yes.
-It is though I had hunted for you for many years, as though I'd always known that somewhere you were waiting.
You see, a long time ago, I knew someone very like you, very delicate, very strange, very lovely.
We had so short a time together.
And then she died.
-She died? -Yes.
But did she? Did she? I've never felt sure that she had really been completely destroyed.
I've always felt as if some part of her remained somewhere, alive, warm and vibrant, taunted me, taunted me.
You have eyes very much like hers, the same kind of hair, the same delicate fingers.
I watched them the first time you played for me here, strong fingers.
You were struggling with that piece of music you could not remember.
You were frightened by it, I could see.
She was frightened by it once too.
I had hoped to hear you play for me at least once again.
Would you? -If you like.
What do you want me to play? -I'd rather have you choose.
[PIANO MUSIC.]
-Yes, that's it.
You played that at your first concert.
Were you aware of that? LORNA BAYLOR/DESCHAMPS: No.
-You were a beautiful child then.
You're now a beautiful woman.
Thinking of you after that first evening, I found myself saying your name over and over.
Maria, Maria.
Oh, it's as though it were all before us again.
You belong to me, to me alone.
Say it.
Say it.
LORNA BAYLOR/DESCHAMPS: No.
No.
-Say I am the only one you will ever love.
Say it.
Say it.
LORNA BAYLOR/DESCHAMPS: Stop.
-You, you're not Maria.
You are someone else.
I know.
You tricked me.
You are his daughter.
Her face, her body, over his heart, his daughter.
Thought you could make me forget, didn't you? You thought I'd forgotten what I came to do here.
LORNA BAYLOR/DESCHAMPS: No.
No.
I know you've not forgotten.
But why here? There'd be less suspicion if you threw my body under the wheels of a train.
-You know? How did you know? -I was there.
I saw you.
-No.
No one saw me, no one.
-I saw you.
I've known always.
You killed her.
You killed the one person you ever loved.
You killed her, didn't you? Didn't you? Didn't you? -Yes.
I killed her.
I didn't mean to.
But I could no longer look into her eyes, those eyes that had once been filled with fire and laughter were cold and empty of feeling, slow, dead eyes that had lost their youth, that were soiled and full of sloth.
I killed those eyes forever.
They were not the eyes of the girl I loved.
They were not Maria's eyes.
-So you killed her.
And you don't dare look at me.
Because when you do, you see the body of the woman you crushed under the wheels of a train.
But are you sure she ever died? You see? You aren't sure, even now, when you held me in your arms, were you quite sure Maria Serrano was dead? -No.
-Do you want to kill the same woman twice? -No.
-Come.
-No.
-Touch the cold that you thought was nice.
-No.
-Touch it.
-No.
-Then you'll know you're really mad.
-No.
Don't hurt me.
don't hurt me.
Don't hurt me.
Don't hurt me.
Don't hurt me.
Don't hurt me.
Don't hurt me.
Don't hurt me.
Don't hurt me.
Don't hurt me.
-Kim.
DR.
KIM BAYLOR: It's all over.
Darling, Lorna.
Lorna.
-Oh, it's so good to hear my own name again.
Kim, call the hospital quickly.
Have him taken away.
[MUSIC PLAYING.]
-Hello.
I've come back again to remind you that the 1950 American Heart Association drive is open.
And we're asking you to open your heart and give to this terribly important cause.
Of the six leading causes of death today, heart disease is America's number one killer.
Diseases of the heart and blood vessels cause more deaths than all other five combined.
Now doctors are working ceaselessly to try to find the real causes of heart disease and to educate us all about how to prevent it.
But they need your help.
Now, you may be helping your neighbor, someone in your own family, perhaps your child, or even yourself when you give to the 1950 Heart Fund.
Now, you can make your contribution just like that wherever you see the red plastic heart or send it to Heart, H-E- A- R- in care of your local post office.
That's H- E- A- R- T in care of your local post office.
I'm sure that you're going to want to help fight this greatest threat to the health of all of us today.
[MUSIC PLAYING.]
NARRATOR: Others in the cast of "Flowers From A Stranger" were Bill Arthur, Joseph Boland, Virginia Dwyer, Catherine Brill, Lois Nettleton, Ethel Everett, and Katherine Meskill.
This is Paul Brenson saying good night for Westinghouse inviting you to be with us again next week Meanwhile, be sure to see the Westinghouse refrigerator that has everything at such modest cost and the Westinghouse television set with the wonderful electronic magnifier.
And now until next week, good night.