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[Alfred Hitchcock:]
"It's sad, when a mother has to speak the words that condemn her own son. But I couldn't allow them to believe that I would commit murder. They'll put him away now as I should have years ago. He was always bad, and in the end he intended to tell them I killed those girls and that man, as if I could do anything except just sit and stare, like one of his stuffed birds. They know I can't move a finger and I won't. I'll just sit here and be quiet, just in case they do... suspect me
They're probably watching me. Well, let them. Let them see what kind of a person I am. I'm not even going to swat that fly. I hope they are watching... they'll see. They'll see and they'll know, and they'll say, 'Why, she wouldn't even harm a fly...'"
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"Oui, mais il faut bien reconnaître que c'est la pure et simple alibis. J'éprouve entre ces murs un appétit indistinct pour tout ce qui a lieu au-dehors, là où je suis contraint à ne pas être, avec la grave arrière-pensée que c'est là, au hasard des rues, qu'est appelé à se jouer ce qui est vraiment relatif à moi. Ce qui me concerne en propre. Ce qui a profondément affaire avec mon destin."
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