Shadow of a Doubt

Charlie: I've come to the conclusion that I give up. I simply give up. Joseph: What are you going to give up? Charlie: Have you ever stopped to think that a family should be the most wonderful thing in the world and that this family's just gone to pieces? Joseph: We have? Charlie: Of course we have. We just sort of go along and nothing happens. We're in a terrible rut. It's been on my mind for months. What's gonna be our future? Joseph: Oh, come now, Charlie. Things aren't as bad as that. The bank gave me a raise last January. Charlie: Money. How can you talk about money when I'm talking about souls? We eat and sleep and that's about all. We don't even have any real conversations. We just talk... Joseph: ...and work. Charlie: Yes, poor mother, she works like a dog, just like a dog...When she comes back, it will be the same thing. Dinner, then dishes, then bed. I don't see how she stands it. You know, she's really a wonderful woman. I mean, she's not just a mother. And I think we ought

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Charlie: Mrs. Henderson, do you believe in telepathy? Mrs. Henderson: Well I ought to, that's my business. Charlie: Oh, not telegraphy, mental telepathy. Like, well, suppose you have a thought, and suppose the thought's about someone you're in tune with. And then across thousands of miles, that person knows what you're thinking about and answers you - and it's all mental. Mrs. Henderson: I don't know what you're talkin' about. I only send telegrams the normal way.

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Charlie: I can't explain it but you came here and Mother's so happy and I'm glad that she named me after you and that she thinks we're both alike. I think we are too. I know it. It would spoil things if you should give me anything. Uncle Charlie: You're a strange girl, Charlie. Why would it spoil things? Charlie: Because we're not just an uncle and a niece. It's something else. I know you. I know that you don't tell people a lot of things. I don't either. I have the feeling that inside you somewhere, there's something nobody knows about. Uncle Charlie: Something nobody knows? Charlie: Something secret and wonderful and - I'll find it out. Uncle Charlie: It's not good to find out too much, Charlie. Charlie: But we're sorta like twins, don't you see? We have to know.

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Uncle Charlie: I've never been photographed in my life and I don't want to be. Emma: But Charles, how can you talk that way? I had a photograph of you. I gave it to Charlie. Uncle Charlie: I tell you there are none. Emma: I guess you've forgotten this one...It was taken the Christmas you got your bicycle, just before your accident. Charlie: Uncle Charlie, you were beautiful! Emma: Wasn't he, though? And such a quiet boy, always reading. I always said Papa never should have bought you that bicycle. You didn't know how to handle it. Charlie, he took it right out on the icy road and skidded into a streetcar. We thought he was going to die. Charlie: I'm glad he didn't. Emma: Well he almost did. He fractured his skull. And he was laid up so long. And then - when he was getting well, there was no holding him. It was just as though all the rest he had was, well, too much for him, and he had to get into mischief to blow off steam. He didn't do much reading after that, let me tell you. It was t

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Uncle Charlie: I got in the habit of carrying a lot of cash with me when I was traveling. Mr. Green: Dangerous habit, Mr. Oakley. Uncle Charlie: Never lost a penny in my life, Mr. Green. I guess heaven takes care of fools and scoundrels.

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Jack: What does your brother do? Emma: Oh, he's just in business. You know the way men are.

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