Alfred Hitchcock: (standing in front of a mirror wearing his dressing gown) Good evening. I hope you'll excuse me for not being ready at show time, but my watch is slow (glances at his wrist, and he's not even wearing one). As a matter of fact, it hasn't even gotten here yet. First, I would like to announce a change in our program. Shakespeare's Hamlet will not be presented tonight. We don't feel it is suitable to show in the home - all those corpses, you know. Instead, we are offering a story called "The Hands of Mr. Ottermole." Most of our stories have taken place in the United States, or one of the other colonies. But tonight we offer a new locale. "The Hands of Mr. Ottermole" is laid in that far-off land of mystery and enchantment - England. And now, suppose you continue squinting at this little screen while I slip into something more uncomfortable.