Alfred Hitchcock Presents1955

[afterword]

Alfred Hitchcock:
There. I think that proves that we can be as sunshiny as anyone. Clarence and the widow Collins lived happily ever after. And in desperation, the trustees finally converted their park into a track for dog racing. It proved more popular than a cemetery, and rather profitable, too. [walks over to a coffin] One of the consolations of being ill is the gifts one receives. One of my dear friends sent me this. Solid oak. Silver handles, too. Apparently, the donor wishes to remain anonymous. The card is unsigned. [holds up the card; it reads "Wear it in good health"] Very nice. But I better not overtax myself. Until our next visiting hours, then. [lies down and holds up a sign that says, "Do Not Disturb"]