Shadow Of A Doubt Page #2

I'm going

downstairs anyway.

Joe, what were you

both talking about

when I came in?

Something about a miracle.

[Joe]

Oh, it's nothing. Charlie's

a bit under the weather.

[Woman]

Oh. Well, she'll be all right.

Well, come on, dear.

Let's go downstairs.

No use standing here.

I'm going to get myself

a bottle of beer.

Mother, I'm going downtown

and send a telegram.

Why, darling,

who do you know

to send a telegram to?

I know a wonderful person

who'll come and shake us up.

Just the one to save us.

What do you mean,

"save us"?

All this time, there's been

one right person to save us.

- Mother, what's

Uncle Charlie's address?

- Uncle Charlie?

- Now, you're not going to ask

him for money, are you?

- Of course not.

That wouldn't help us.

What's his address?

The last address I had...

Do you know

how many steps

I had to take...

to get from here

to the drugstore

and back?

No. If you've forgotten,

I'm not going to tell you.

I remember. Philadelphia.

You can't ask a busy man to come

all this way for nothing.

He'll come for me.

I'm named after him.

Besides, we're

the only relatives

he has in the world.

[Boy] If you come all the way

up Fourth Street, it's 802.

Mama, guess what?

I have no time for guessing.

What's that thing in your hair?

Well, I'll tell you anyway,

even though I think it's nicer

when people guess.

Mrs. Henderson said to call her

at the telegraph office because

she says we have a telegram.

Ann, I don't think

you ought to put things

behind your ears.

Something might get

into your ear.

Emmy, Ann

says we have a telegram.

I think you ought to find out

about it. Somebody might be

sick or something.

Mrs. Henderson didn't read

the telegram...

Telegram for me?

because I couldn't

find a pencil.

When I have a house,

it's going to be full

of well-sharpened pencils.

- Did Mrs. Henderson say

who the telegram was from?

- No. She didn't.

[Boy Chattering]

I think she might have said

who it was from.

Come on, Ann.

That's my chair.

I'll call up and find out.

If you will be quiet

just a second.

Hello. 181, please.

I wonder who it can be?

Oh, nothing, Operator.

Just 181.

If that's from my sister...

Hello?

Mrs. Henderson?

This is Emma Newton.

Ann says you have

a telegram for me.

Mama, you don't

have to shout.

Shh.

Really, Papa. You'd think

Mama had never seen a phone.

She makes no allowance

for science.

She thinks she has

to cover the distance

by sheer lung power.

Why, how wonderful.

Thursday, you say?

Looks like somebody's coming.

- Who's coming, Ma?

- Well, it's

the most wonderful surprise.

It's my brother, you know.

My younger brother. The baby.

Yes, of course, a little

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