Rosemary's Baby

- Are you a doctor? - Yes. Yes.

He's an actor.

Oh, an actor. We're very popular with actors.

Have I, uh, seen you in anything?

Well, let's see. I did Hamlet a while back. Didn't I, Liz?

And then we did The Sandpiper, and then...

He's joking. He was in Luther and Nobody Loves An Albatross...

and a lot of television plays and commercials.

That's where the money is, isn't it... commercials?

And the artistic thrills too.

Seven, Diego.

Originally the smallest apartment was a nine.

They've been broken up into four, fives, and sixes.

7-E is a four.

Originally the back part of a ten.

It has the original dining room for its living room...

another bedroom for the bedroom...

and two servants' rooms thrown together...

for a dining room or a second bedroom.

- Do you have children? - Uh...

Uh, we plan to.

We must oil that gate, Diego.

This way, please.

The previous tenant, Mrs. Gardenia, passed away...

just a few days ago, so nothing has been moved yet.

Her son asked me to say that some of the furniture...

can be picked up practically for the asking.

Did she die in the apartment?

- Not that it makes any difference. - Oh, no, no, no. In a hospital.

She'd been in a coma for weeks.

- After you, please. - Thank you.

She was very old and passed away without ever waking.

I'd be grateful to go that way myself when the time comes.

Oh, no, no, no. Not in the apartment, no.

She was chipper right to the end.

One of the first women lawyers in New York City.

She did a little gardening on the side too.

She was quite a woman.

Oh, closet. Oh, plenty of closets.

A nice view of the park. Oh, very nice view.

Now, this room, for instance... it would make a lovely nursery.

Yes, yellow-and-white wallpaper would brighten it tremendously.

What are all these things here?

- Herbs, mostly. - A nice, large bathroom...

Mint, basil...

No marijuana?

Come on.

The, uh, master bedroom.

Oh, yes.

Here we are, back at the hallway again.

- Oh, yes. - There.

Oh! Oh, Guy!

Yeah.

- Fireplace works, of course. - That's right.

Oh!

Oh, it's a wonderful apartment! I love it!

See what she's trying to do? She's trying to get you to lower the rent.

Yes, well, we'd raise it if we were allowed.

Apartments with this kind of charm...

Why, that's odd!

There's a closet behind that secretary.

I'm su... I'm sure there is.

Yeah... Oh, I think you're right.

She moved it. It used to be there.

Give me a hand, will you?

I see now why she went into a coma!

She couldn't have lifted it by herself. She was 89.

Should we open it? Maybe her son should.

I'm authorized to show the apartment.

Well!

Whoever she locked in got out.

Or perhaps she didn't need five closets.

But why would she cover up her vacuum cleaner and her towels?

Hmm. I don't suppose we'll ever know.

Maybe she was becoming senile after all. Is there anything else?

Yes, please. What about the laundry facilities?

It's bigger than the other one.

Yeah. It's more expensive too, you know?

It's better located.

Yeah, well, God knows I could walk to all the theaters from here.

Oh, Guy, let's take it. Please?

That living room could be... Oh, please let's take it.

Okay, darlin'. We get out of the other lease, okay.

I was tempted to write the management that you were...

drug addicts and litterbugs.

Instead, I decided to lie and tell them you were wonderful tenants.

- Ah, you're great, Hutch. - Wish I could talk you out of it, though.

- He's pulling your leg, Ro, honey. - Indeed I'm not.

Now, that looks great. That is...

Are you aware that the Bramford had rather an unpleasant reputation...

around the turn of the century?

It's where the Trench sisters conducted...

their little dietary experiments...

and Keith Kennedy held his parties.

Adrian Marcato lived there too. So did Pearl Ames.

- Who were the Trench sisters? - Who was Adrian Marcato?

The Trench sisters were two proper Victorian ladies.

They cooked and ate several young children, including a niece.

- Oh, lovely. - Adrian Marcato practiced witchcraft.

He made quite a splash in the '90s by announcing...

that he'd conjured up the living devil.

Apparently people believed him, so they attacked...

and nearly killed him in the lobby of the Bramford.

- You're joking. - Later the Keith Kennedy business began...

and by the '20s, the house was half empty.

I knew about Keith Kennedy. I didn't know that Marcato lived there.

- And those sisters. - World War I I filled the house up again.

- Terrific. - What, the house?

- The lamb. - They called it "Black Bramford."

But Hutch, awful things happen in every apartment house.

But this house has a high incidence of unpleasant happenings.

In '59, a dead infant was found...

wrapped in newspaper in the basement.

Mmm. You really rouse my appetite.

Have some more wine.

Roman?

Bring me in some root beer when you come.

Hey, these are shelves.

Hey, let's make love.

- Shh!

I think I hear the Trench sisters chewing.

Oh!

Straight up to the left.

Here at Daytona, Florida, it's the 250 cc 100-Mile Classic...

with Yamaha leading the pack on the final lap and winning it...

as Yamaha takes seven of the top ten places.

It's the third straight year for Yamaha... a clean sweep.

Yamaha is race-bred from champions.

And as you can see, we have a model for every kind of riding.

You know, you really should discover the swingin' world of Yamaha.

Why don't you get on, have a ride? Go on.

Okay. Come on. Let's go.

Look.

It's great.

I'm sorry.

I thought you were Victoria Vetri, the actress.

I'm sorry.

It's all right. A lot of people think I'm Victoria.

- I don't see any resemblance. - Do you know her?

No.

My name is Terry Gionoffrio.

Nice to meet you. I'm Rosemary Woodhouse.

Uh, we're new tenants here.

I'm staying with the Castevets, the seventh floor.

I'm their guest, sort of, since June.

Our apartment used to be the back part of yours.

Oh, for goodness' sakes. You took the old lady's apartment, Mrs....

Yeah, um, Miss... Gar-Gardenia.

Gardenia. Yeah. She was a good friend of the Castevets.

She used to grow herbs and things for her to cook with.

- I saw those plants. - Well, now she grows her own things.

- - Excuse me a moment. I have to put the softener in.

- What does your husband do? - He's an actor.

- No kidding? What's his name? - Guy Woodhouse.

He was in Luther and Nobody Loves An Albatross...

and he does a lot of television and radio.

Gee, I watch TV all day long. I'll bet I've seen him.

- Wow! - Ooh!

- I hate this basement. - Yeah, me too.

Gives me the creeps.

Listen, why don't we come down here together regular and do our laundry?

Okay, that'd be great.

I have a good-luck charm. It might work for both of us.

- Oh, that's beautiful. - Yeah, isn't it?

- Mm-hmm! - Mrs. Castevet gave it to me. It's good luck.

Or anyway, it's supposed to be. It's got some stuff inside.

I'm not mad about the smell either. I hope it works.

It's a beautiful charm, though. I've never seen anything like it.

European.

The Castevets are the most wonderful people in the world, bar none.

They picked me up off the sidewalk, literally.

You were sick?

I was starving and on dope and doing a lot of other things.

They're childless, though. I'm like the daughter they never had.

At first I thought they wanted me for some kind of a sex thing...

but they've turned out to be like real grandparents.

It's nice to know there are people like that...

when you hear so much about apathy...

and people who are afraid of getting involved.

I'd be dead now if it wasn't for them.

That's an absolute fact. Dead or in jail.

You don't have any family that could've helped you?

A brother in the navy.

Why, it's impossible to be a hundred percent sure.

If you want my opinion, we shouldn't tell her at all.

- That's my opinion! - That must be the partition.

It's the back part of the original ten with a dining room.

And there's... there's a closet over here...

and then there's a closet over here.

- What floor? - Seven.

Stay back, will ya, lady?

Get back, now, will you, please? Get back. There's nothin' to see.

- Oh, my God! - Get back, will you, please?

Jesus!

- Get back! - We know her.

- What's her name? - Terry.

Terry what?

Ro?

What was her name again? Terry what?

Uh, I don't remember. An Italian name.