06x23 - Incident In A Small Jail

Episode transcripts for the TV show "Alfred Hitchcock Presents". Aired: October 2, 1955 – June 26, 1965.
American anthology series featuring dramas, thrillers and mysteries.
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06x23 - Incident In A Small Jail

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Good evening.

We have here...

one of the latest and most
improved parking meters.

The old type merely
indicated a violation

and unless a policeman happen by

the driver could get off scot-free.

This meter assures us that
the violator will be punished.

Needless to say even if the
automobile is hauled away,

it can easily be identified.

And so can the driver
if he is within range.

The advantages are not all on
the side of the law however.

For this device also will blow
away any parking ticket

left on your windshield.

And now I see our sponsor is
parked in a -minute zone

following which we shall
have tonight's story.


- Fill it up please. High gas.
- Yes, sir.

You got anything to
drink around here?

No. Try the drug store
across the street.


Close shave, officer.

Didn't you see that red right?

No, I didn't. I guess I must
have been daydreaming.

- Sorry.
- Wait a minute. Where are you going?

Get back up on that curb.

Go on.

What's your name?

My name's Leon Gorwald.

I am a salesman.

Travelling for Collins &
Company Haberdashery.

Mister, I'm gonna
slap a ticket on you.

What for?

Crossing against that red light.

You violated the traffic code.

Uh, now wait a minute.
Let's be reasonable.

Let me have your identification,
Mr. Gorwald.

We're going to make you
men from out of town

pay a little more attention
to the laws around here.

Now listen, officer.

What do you say we forget
the whole thing, huh?

You uh...

you offering me that money?

Fine couldn't be
much more than that.

Let's just say I'm skipping
the middleman. Okay?

- All right, get in.
- What?

You heard me.
I'm taking you in.

Taking me in?
You mean to jail?

That's right.

The charges are violation
of the traffic code

and attempted bribery.

But... but you can't do that to me.

I've got to be in Center
City by morning.

I've got customers to see.

I'm behind schedule already.

Get in.

But what about my car?

I got it over at the garage.

Your car is sent around
to prison parking lot.

You can pick it up when
you're released.

Look, I... I was just trying to save
us both some trouble, that's all.

I mean, you can't blame
a guy for that.

Oh, come on.
Can't you listen to reason?


Now when do I get to
see a magistrate?

- Hey, Sheriff.
- I mean, I know my rights.

I'm entitled to a hearing
before a magistrate.

Manny. Sandy. Anybody here?

I think they all going out
for lunch or something.

I'll just have to do
the honors myself.


What did you say your name was?

Gorwald. Leon Gorwald.

G. O. R. W. A. L. D.

Leon... address?

North Drive, Philadelphia.

All right, Mr. Gorwald.

You follow me, please.

No, I want to see a judge.

I'm entitled to see a judge.

You'll see one as soon
as I can find him.

It's Sunday, mister. Things are
pretty quiet around here on a Sunday.

In you go.

Now I'll go over to Judge Webster's
house and tell him he's got a customer.

You just sit tight.

But you can't leave me here alone.

Don't worry, Mister.
You'll keep.

I'll find some company for you.

Hey, Manny!

Can't understand
where they all went.

Well... where have you been?

Carly, am I glad to see you?

I saw your car out in front.
And I said thank goodness.

Sheriff, what are you talking about?

And what's the idea of
leaving the jail unattended?

Now, Carly, don't fuss at me.

We've had the worst crime that
ever happened in Longford.

You mean you haven't
heard about it?

No. What crime?

Now we got the fella that did it.

That is, Sandy and me.

I'd like you to help us haul
him in and lock him up.

For the love of Pete,
what's he doing in there?


Sheriff, who is it
you want to lock up

and what's he supposed
to have done?

Worst thing I ever saw, Carly.

Lord knows I've seen
a lot in France.

In the w*r, but nothing
as bad as this.

Was a Fremont girl,
you know her?


Her folks run a chicken farm
about miles out of town.

Her kid brother found
her out in the woods

about a quarter-mile
behind the house.

She was kind of pretty.

She ain't pretty any more, Carly.

That fella used a knife on her.

You say you've got the k*ller?

Yeah, out in Sandy's car.

He gave us a hard time at
first but he's quiet now.

You want help us fetch him in?

Yeah, all right.

And I'd better make a
report in headquarters

they may want me out there.

Is the body still
where you found it?

I'll left a deputy.

What about that one?
What did he do?


and attempted bribery.

I want to see a judge.

Let me pay the fine
and get out of here.


Carly. Under the circumstances,
why don't we just let him go.

What's the matter, Manny?

Two prisoners are too much
for you to handle?

Now, you know that is insane.

Look, a prisoner is a prisoner.

I'll go to Judge Webster
and get him a hearing.

And we'll see.

You always were a stickler
like your old man.

That's right.

All right.
I'll tell you what.

You and Sandy bring
in the prisoner

and I'll try and get Judge Webster
on the phone, all right?

Hello, Ella.

Will you get me Judge
Webster's home, please?

Hello? Is the Judge in?
This is the sheriff.

When do you expect him?

Well, when he comes in, will you tell
him please to call the county jail?

No, it doesn't matter when.
Just tell him to call the jail.

Bribery, huh?

When can I talk to the judge?

Ah, shut up.


Move. Right in here.

I don't think he'll give us
any more trouble, Sheriff.

I think I've knock some
of the fight out of him.

What's your name, mister?

He doesn't talk much.

You won't get anywhere that way.

Sheriff, please
you got to let me out of here.

You can't keep me locked up.

What about the Judge, Sheriff?

You reached him?

He and his wife went to
Blank to visit her folks.

He ought to be back
in town by :.

Should we call him there?

Well, it's after six.
Take him three hours to get to town.

Maybe we ought to let
him have his supper.


I'm sorry, mister.
We're doing the best we can.

Never mind him.
He'll keep.

How did you catch up to this one?

Well, he must have been trying to
hitchhike his way through town.

We never saw him before.

He tried to pick up a ride not a
yards from where we found the body.

So we stopped him.

Ran like crazy.

Sandy caught up with him,
he put up a good fight.

So Sandy had to piss over
with him a little bit.

He might be a mechanic from
the looks of those old coveralls.

Sandy, how about showing me
the way out to the Fremont place?

- Sure, if it's all right with Sheriff.
- All right with me.

I may file a report to
headquarters from there.

You sure you can handle
things on him?

Don't worry about that.

I'll make out fine.

But what about me?
What about me?

I'll get back as soon as I can.

You take care.

But, but... what about me?


Sheriff, please
I want to talk to you.

What do you want, mister?

Look, it's been hours.

Hasn't even been an hour.

You just be patient.

But I'm entitled to a hearing.

You know that, don't you?

Well, you are entitled to one
phone call, that's for sure.

Anyone you want to call?

Who am I going to call?

I don't know anybody
in this rotten town. I...

Look, all I did was to cross
the street against the light.

You can't lock up a
man for jaywalking.

Well, Carly thought
it was a good idea.

Maybe you got more
sense than him.

Maybe if I paid you the fine.

Well, take it. Take it.

Go on, Sheriff. Take it.

Shut up.

You too.

What are you doing here?

I thought you went with
Carly to the Fremont place.

No, I didn't go.

He thought I ought to stay here when
we saw that bunch over at Petrie's.

What bunch?

Something's going on, Sheriff.


When we come outside,
we see this big bunch

hanging around outside
Petrie's place.

Talking up, you know
how they get.

And old man Petrie is
as happy as a jay bird.

He's selling drinks like
it was New Year's Eve.

Carly thought there might
be some kind of trouble

so he told me to hang
around and see.

What kind of trouble?

What are you being
so mysterious for?

Sheriff, you know the men in this town
and you know how mean they can get.

Don't think they don't know about
that Fremont girl getting k*lled.

And you can't keep a thing like that
a secret the way we used at night pub.

And that's what they're talking
about, understand?

Well, what's so unusual about that?

What do you expect
them to talk about?

Manny. Now you've been sheriff
in this town a long time

and you have never
seen any real trouble.

That's right

Those guys in Petrie's bar are
putting away a lot of drinks.

And they are talking crazy.

They know we've arrested
the girl's k*ller

and that's what they're
talking about, understand?

Sandy. Will you... will you
please talk plain?

Is this plain enough for you?
They are talking about lynching.


You're crazy.

I was there at the bar
listening to them.

Now they're ready to bust loose.

You don't know how fast these
kind of things can happen.

I saw it one time in Perryville
when I was a kid.

I don't see a thing.

Maybe if I called Petrie.

Just take my word for it.
They'll be coming.

Now we've got to do
something and do it now.

Well... what can I do?

I just don't believe this.

Will you believe it when you
see him at the end of a rope?

Rope? Who said rope?

- Who said rope?
- You quiet down.

This is nothing to do with you.

Sheriff, please.
I want to see the judge.

Sheriff's Office,
Deputy Bill Sanderson.

What's that?

It's Petrie.

Yeah, Joe?

Yeah, thanks a lot.

Well, if we're going to do something,
Sheriff, we'd better do it now.

Petrie said a bunch of them
just started over this way.

And the way they've been drinking,
working themself up,

it's a sure thing
they mean business.

You let me out.
You let me out of here.

Oh, Sheriff. Sheriff.
Please, I can't stay here.

You've got to let me go.

Sandy, you'd better get that
g*n we've keeping back.

Now look, Sheriff, if you
think about holding off...

I don't think we have any choice.

Now get the g*n and
stop wasting time.

Sheriff, you gotta
get me out of this.

They're gonna lynch me.

We'll take care of it.
That's all I...

Open the door. Give me a
g*n so I can defend myself.

How many of them
did your say they were?

It's about and it is getting
bigger by the minute.

You got to get me out of here.

Sheriff, I'll be k*lled if
you don't get that judge.

He's right, Sheriff,
we should let him out.

- What?
- I don't mean to set him free.

I mean just transfer him
to somewhere else.

That may be alright.

Maybe we should get him out of here
before we're forced to sh**t our friend.

But what about me?
You can't leave me in here.

I'll go out and see if I
can slow them down, sir.

You take the prisoners, go out
to the parking lot in the back

and get the car and head
out to the Fremont place.

You're talking sense boy.

And you get handcuffed into the seat
so he won't give you any trouble.

- Sheriff, will you listen to me.
- You shut up.

And you can pick up Carly out there.
He'll know what to do next.

Think you can handle them, Sandy?

Yeah, but not for long.
So you better hurry.

- Yes, come on, Sheriff.
- Quiet. Quiet down.

All right, you're going
to get your wish, bud.

Back up.

Now, take it easy
and no funny stuff.

All right, come on out.


Hold up your paws.

Sheriff, please.

- All right, take them off.
- What?

Take off your clothes,
buddy, take them off.

- What are you talking about?
- I said take those clothes off.

- I want ...
- Alright.

Come on now.
You can go faster than that.

All right, these are for you.

- No, no, no. I don't want...
- Put them on.

- No.
- Put them on.

Hurry up.

All right, step out of there.
Come on.

Come on.

No. Don't make me
go in there, please.

- Please.
- Come in.

Don't leave me here, please.

They'll think I'm you,
they'll k*ll me.

So long, buddy.
Thanks a lot for your help.

No, don't leave me here, please.

Don't leave me.

Sheriff. Sheriff, please.

Wake up, Sheriff.

Sheriff, you got to wake up!




I'm not the man!

I'm not the man. I...

I'm not the one...

You've got... you've got to wait.

No, no.
No, I'm not the one. I...

- Hand me the keys.
- I'm not the one.

Listen to me. Listen.
I'm not... I'm not the one.

I just...

crossed against the
light, that's all.

I'm not the one.

I just crossed against
the light, that's all.

I'm not the one.

I just crossed against
the light, that's all.

And they put me here.

All right, take him outside.

Don't try to talk, kid.

Oh... my head.


What happened?

You got quite a bump,

but then so did the sheriff.

Could have been worse, though.
Could been worse for both of you.

They tried to k*ll me.

Yeah, I know what happened.

That's all over now.

You can thank Sandy
here for saving you.

When he saw he couldn't
stop them, he...

came and got Edmonds and
met them at the crossroads.

Drove back up there
as fast as we could.

We sure giving a bad time, we had
to f*re a few shots over the crowd.

That and the police car I
guessed sobered them up.

Lucky for all of us.

The mechanic?

We lost him, I'm afraid.

He got away in all the fuss
but we'll catch up to him.

I, um...

I guess we've given you enough
of a bad time, Mr. Gorwald.

The town's going to put you
up in a motel for the night.

And tomorrow they'll buy
you a new set of clothes.

As for the jaywalking charge,

you can just forget about that.
Fair enough?

Fair enough.

But from now on, you watch
where you're going.

Don't worry.
I intend to be very careful.


I'll get you something to
wear for the time being

and then we'll get
you squared away.

- Hi.
- Hi.

Do you want lift?

Yes, thank you.

Well, hop in.

By the way, I wouldn't worry about
that female hitchhiker if I were you.

That was John Charles Wentworth,

the gentleman who
later authored a book

"I was a girl for the FBI."

There was another announcement
I was to make, but I can't remember.

Give me one minute and perhaps I can.

I now remember the announcement
I wanted to make.

We should return next week
at the same time. Until then...

good night.
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