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Good evening.

Welcome to another session of group therapy.

Television has done much for psychiatry by spreading information about it as

well as contributing to the need for it.

This is a prop from one of the new psychiatry shows.

It is for psychiatrists whose patients are well enough to sit up.

By and large... Most psychiatrists prefer the conventional couch.

They say this is fine, except that they don't find as much change left in the

cushions.

Actually, this is called a love scene.

And in my opinion, whoever named it that was a very sick man.

This evening's drama is called Beyond the Sea of Death. It is about Grace

Renford, a distant admirer and a message from beyond the sea of death.

I'll come up with you.

It might help to talk.

Talk?

No, Mindy.

No, there's nothing more to say.

Nothing more to say.

Nothing more to write.

Such a short time, a year.

One brief year.

No, eleven months. Less than a year.

It was less than a year ago.

One moment, please.

Yes, sir.

Reservation for Keith Holloway? Oh, yes, Mr. Holloway.

No, sir, your party didn't answer.

I'll try again for you in 20 minutes.

Thank you.

We'll put you in room 212.

Olivia, it's a long way from home, Mr. Holloway.

Any calls for me?

Yes, sir, you had one about 30 minutes ago. The lady didn't leave a message.

Hotel Croydon.

Oh, yes.

Mr. Holloway.

It's for you, sir. Would you take it on that phone over there?

Oh, thank you. Here, would you take that bag up to my room, please?

Hello?

Grace.

I called you earlier, but you hadn't arrived.

Um, I was beginning to worry.

Oh, I'm fine, but the airplane was 40 minutes late.

Well, you must be exhausted.

I was going to ask you to have dinner at my place tonight, but... Well, go ahead

and ask me.

I'll give you the address.

Uh -huh.

Yes, I've got it. Seven o 'clock.

Just try to keep me away.

You know...

Your voice sounds exactly as I thought it would.

I'll see you at the tavern.

Bye.

Yes, the dinner?

Minnie, there's something I have to tell you.

Something I want to show you.

Who's coming?

Why shall I tell Cook to order?

Minnie's not coming here.

There's a young man who's...

Come to San Francisco to meet me.

Not Grace Renford Bull Renford's daughter, Minnie.

Just me.

Yes, miss?

Charles, will you please call a taxi?

Don't you want to take the car? And tell Cook I won't be home for dinner. No,

Minnie, we are not going to take the car. I want to take a taxi.

I wish you'd tell me what this mystery's about.

Where are we and why are we here?

How do you like my apartment, Minnie?

She has all her cooking in this kitchen over here.

Eats her breakfast and her supper there. The bed pulled out of the wall.

I still don't understand. You say this is your apartment?

And she's got secretarial work. Doesn't earn too much. Maybe about $80 a week.

And over here... You can see her clothes are nice but inexpensive.

Well, what she needs is an inexpensive straight jacket.

talking about?

Well, would you say that this apartment looks about right for a girl in my

situation? In your situation, I'd put padding on the walls.

Minnie, this is where he is coming to dinner.

Who?

Who is he?

I suppose you'd call him a pen pal.

I think I'd better sit down.

Minnie, he's a mining engineer.

He lives in South America, Bolivia.

Five months ago, he put in an ad in a magazine.

What sort of magazine?

The World Beyond the Personal Column.

That spooky spirit magazine you read?

Minnie, it's not a spirit magazine. It deals with things like Oriental

philosophy.

Oh, darling.

Minnie doesn't know who I am. Grace Renford, Post Office Box 38305, San

Francisco.

Three weeks ago, he wrote that he was coming home for a vacation and he wanted

to come to San Francisco to see me.

Well, he just flew in today.

You invited him for dinner?

Yes, tonight.

A man you'd never even seen.

Minnie, I know him.

I know all about him through his letters.

I didn't tell you about it because I was afraid you might think I was being

foolish. Well, you're so right.

Well, you thought I'd be happy that you're having a nice, cozy supper party

a man you don't even know. You weren't even listening. I am listening. You said

he writes beautiful letters. He probably got A's in penmanship.

Let me tell you, a lot of bums write pretty things and make pretty speeches,

like... Vincent?

Is that what you mean?

You wouldn't believe the truth about this. The truth, the truth. It's your

favorite word.

Do you know of a better word?

All he wanted was your money, nothing more, only you wouldn't listen.

All men are rotten, aren't they, Minnie? As soon as they're interested in me,

they're no good. As soon as they're interested in your money.

Like Vincent, like Fred Mitchell, like Carl.

Oh, Grace, I want you to be happy.

Before your father died, he asked me to stay on here and look after you. I feel

responsible.

I don't want you hurt.

I won't be hurt, Minnie.

This time I've made sure.

Sure of what?

Mini Keith Holloway is not interested in my money. He doesn't know I'm Bull

Ransom's daughter.

He is coming to visit a girl who writes on dime store stationery and lives in a

dime store world.

Has nothing to offer him except friendship.

What did you tell him about your family and your letters?

My mother died when I was a baby and my father when I was in college.

When am I going to be allowed to meet him?

No. But not tonight.

Minnie, it's getting late and I want to cook dinner myself tonight.

Could you take this?

And before you go, could you tell me how long it takes to broil a steak?

Mr. Holloway.

Keith. I know I'm five minutes early, but I just couldn't wait.

Let me.

Thank you.

Did you have any trouble finding the apartment? No, no trouble at all. I just

took a taxi.

I thought it might be nice to have dinner here instead of a restaurant.

It's a lot easier to talk.

I splurged and bought a six.

Would you like something to drink?

Thanks, I'd like some.

Here, let me.

You know, I have

a wonderful feeling that I've been here before.

I remember you told me you enjoyed reading poetry.

Christina Rossetti.

There are sleeping dreams and waking dreams.

What seems is not always as it seems.

That's the way I feel right now.

As if I'm in some waking dream.

I'd better see to the steaks.

Of course, I did a lot of traveling in my job at first.

It's taken me from Juneau, Alaska to New Delhi, India.

I've been oblivious for three years now, and it looks as if I might stay there

forever.

It's, uh, it's our own mountains, you know.

Matter of fact, I have an idea about... I, uh, I hope I'm not boring you.

No, no, no, I'm really very interested.

Well, uh...

What really fascinates me is the timberland to the east of the mountain.

It's, um... It's undeveloped, of course,

but... I'm sorry. This steak is tough.

I should have warned you. I'm not a very good cook.

It has a very good flavor.

I'll get the coffee.

I got to put in the coffin.

I'm terribly sorry. I wanted everything to be... You're such a little idiot.

Do you really think I care about the meal?

What's important is being here with you.

It's so hard for me to believe that you are here.

Just the way I... Just the way you pictured it?

I didn't picture burning the steak.

You know what I feel, Grace? I feel as if we've actually met before. That we're

not really strangers.

We're not. All those letters.

Oh, it's something more than the letters.

Can't you feel it?

Yes.

When I was in New Delhi, I met some wonderful Indian teachers.

That's when I first became interested in... spiritualism.

Oh, I don't mean spooks and haunted houses and things like that.

I guess I'm too much of a hardhead to go along with that.

But there were times up in those Bolivian mountains...

I I know this sounds ridiculous. I may just have been the altitude but I I

felt as if As if I've been transported As if I were

someplace else Maybe

I was here grace with you

You know these lines?

Beyond the sea of death, love lies forever.

Yesterday.

Today.

Sea of death sounds so cold.

Okay.

Let's talk about something warm then.

Food, for instance.

No. Now that steak's not available, would you settle for scrambled eggs? It

so happens I make the best scrambled eggs in South America.

The deal.

And then, when they put the ball to play, it looks as if everybody is

22 directions at once.

Oh, and it really isn't that haphazard, because they're using some sort of

strategy. You know, Keith actually says that they make up blueprints for the

football players to follow.

You learned a lot from our game, didn't you? Oh, Minnie.

I never knew there were so many things to enjoy. Guess what we're doing

tomorrow? Don't tell me. You're going to play quarterback, so no today.

We are going to the zoo.

I haven't been to the zoo since Father took me when I was eight or nine.

Remember how much he liked animals?

God bless him.

Father would have liked Keith.

You decided that pretty fast.

I know it's true.

Father would have liked and understood Keith.

He's kind and considerate.

That's what you thought about Vincent, wasn't it?

Oh, Vincent.

One, it was my money. With Keith, it's different.

I know.

He thinks you're a poor little working girl.

You're going to have to bring that big fat surprise pretty soon.

If you're in love with him.

I haven't said I am in love.

Grace, I'm not telling you what to do.

I'm just asking you not to rush things.

Wait until you know this man a little better.

Minnie.

Minnie, you'll like him. I know you will.

He's everything you'd want from me.

An honest man making his own way just like Father did.

If he's in love with me, it's for what I am.

Nothing more.

I used up the whole ten cents worth and you didn't get a peek.

Well, I wasn't waiting for a peek.

I was waiting for an answer.

Grace, I know a rented coupe on a foggy afternoon isn't a very romantic place to

propose to a girl.

But a few minutes ago I did ask you to marry me.

I know.

Well?

What is it?

You, uh, you don't love me?

I do.

You know I do.

Then what is it?

I lied to you.

Lied? About what?

Did you ever hear of Bo Renford?

Yeah. Yeah, he used to be big in politics around here.

Made a fortune in shipping, wasn't he?

Are you related to that old pirate?

Is that the Renford?

I'm his daughter.

Oh.

That's what you were afraid to tell me, huh?

Why? I wanted to be sure.

That I wasn't a fortune hunter?

Yes.

You understand why I had to pretend that I was poor?

You had to be sure I wouldn't dip my long fingers into your bank account.

Because... Because other men have. Or tried to. Isn't that the reason?

I married one.

Oh?

I was 19 when my father died and I was very much

alone. And I married a man who worked for him. His name was Vincent Mason. He

was my father's chauffeur.

What happened?

The thing that always happens at divorce.

How much did it cost you?

$100 ,000.

Expensive.

Stupidity always is, except that it taught me a lesson.

To be careful?

You tested me.

Did I pass?

With blind colors.

Well, I don't know what I'm going to do with this now.

What is that?

It's a ring. It isn't worth much.

Put it on my finger.

A little ring like that? It would mean more to me.

I'm not going to ask Grace to live in Bolivia.

An engineer's wife has to live wherever her husband's work takes her. But nobody

lives in Bolivia.

Except in Bolivia, maybe.

Well, we're going to live there. In Potosi, one of the highest cities in the

world. He says it's simply beautiful.

Oh, that's all right for the Aztecs, or whatever they are.

Minnie, it's a city of 50 ,000 people. It has a railroad, an airport.

And I'll have an American friend from the start. Tomas Gonzales' wife's an

American. Who is Tomas Gonzales?

He's my best friend.

I spend all my weekends at their home. That's where I get my mail.

As a matter of fact, Tomas and I are thinking of going into business

We think there's a great future in lumber.

Lumber business?

That'll take a lot of money to get started, won't it?

Yes, it will.

And I have no capital.

Minnie's wondering how much of my money you'll need.

I thought you'd have told her.

I wanted you to.

Well, Miss Briggs, I don't blame you a bit.

But Grace and I went over this.

Her money is hers.

I haven't got the right to tell her not to spend it.

I've never made a cent that I didn't work for and earn.

I'm going to go someplace in this life, Miss Briggs.

But I'll go on my own.

Will you expect Grace to keep house down there?

Do all the cooking?

That's up to her.

I want too many.

You'd better remember to tell her to boil all the water.

You fly down to the wedding, and who knows, maybe you'll like it so much

stay. Olivia, don't be silly. I'll stay here and retire.

Maybe I'll get a handsome husband for myself.

Who knows?

I'm going to miss you so much.

Well, just pretend that I'm off at work and I'll soon be home for supper.

And the next time, don't forget to put coffee in the percolator.

I love you.

I love you so much.

Remember the feeling I tried to describe that first night in your apartment?

Even before then, I felt somehow sure.

I had a feeling of belonging with you.

I felt it too, only I was frightened of you.

Well, you'll never be frightened again, will you? Of course I will. I'm silly.

I'm even scared that your plane will crash.

If you take off tonight, I'll... No, I don't want you to go to the airport with

me, Grace.

I hate the idea of saying goodbyes with crowds milling around.

We'll say our goodbyes here, and then I'll take you home.

I can't bear your going.

I can't bear being separated from you.

We can't be separated, Grace. Nothing can do that.

Not even... Not even what?

I was just thinking of that Christina Rossetti poem, the one that gave you the

shivers.

Beyond the sea of death, love lies forever.

If anything were to happen to you, I couldn't go on living.

Nothing's ever going to happen to either of us.

We've got a date with a man in Bolivia, you and I.

I must go back to the mine again tomorrow.

But Tomas has heard of a house and I'm hoping to see it this weekend.

I shall take it if it seems all right and cable you to come as fast as you can

make it.

All my love, forever.

The cable grant for you, Miss Grace.

Sorry, Keith.

He's taken the house.

I knew it would be this weekend.

I knew it. I couldn't wait any longer.

St. Thomas Consolvus.

Grace, what is it?

There's been an accident.

An explosion at the mine.

My heart breaks to tell you that our dear friend... Keith is dead.

Letter follows.

Thanks, Minnie.

It's a gorgeous day.

How about you taking a little walk?

I'd rather not.

If you want to go somewhere, don't worry about me. I don't mind being alone.

No.

I'll stay with you.

I had an aunt who shut herself up in her house for ten years.

First whiff of fresh air, she got so drunk, she had a policeman.

Minnie?

Read it. Just an advertisement.

You've got hundreds of them. No, read it.

Beyond the Sea of Death is Love Immortal.

A lecture by Dr. R .D.

Shankara. Wednesday, 12 noon, in the Hotel Everest.

Beyond the Sea of Death.

That's what Keith said.

It's from a poem.

Keith quoted it to me.

In fact, we spoke about it the day he left.

Beyond the sea of death, love lies further.

Really, what day is today?

Thursday.

The lecture was yesterday.

Hello.

Could you tell me that lecture by Dr.

Shankar, is there going to be another one?

No, madam, it was just for yesterday.

Well, it's very important that I reach him. Did he leave an address?

My Dr. Shankar is still in the hotel.

Room 311.

He has gone out for the day, but I expect him back at 8 this evening.

Fine. I'll call him then. Thank you.

I don't understand.

Suppose this doctor does know the same poem.

It's just a coincidence.

No.

It's no coincidence, Minnie.

Keith is trying to reach me.

Well, there is dance.

There is light.

Give me your hands.

I reach beyond the boundary.

Do not deny me.

Doctor? Doctor Sankar?

Miss Renford.

Oh, that was unusually exhausting.

I would like some coffee now. Now, would you?

Coffee?

It's only instant coffee, of course.

You see, we're not supposed to cook in this hotel.

I carry about a little electric stove with me.

It's a wonderful convenience.

Now, Miss Renfrew.

You must tell me what happened.

Don't you know?

Are you sure you know?

Oh, I beg your pardon. I have no cream. Would you like to take it back? Take

care of it.

Thank you.

Very good.

Now, Miss Renfrew.

Now, you can't ask a radio about the programs it has broadcast, now can you?

I am only a receiving station for the voices of those who have traveled to the

other side.

So, you see, I must rely on you to tell me whether I succeeded or failed in

contacting your fiancé.

Well, I don't know. You... You spoke of a grave.

You were disturbed.

Oh, not I, my dear.

He was.

That's right.

Well, he said it was wide and deep.

Could he have meant...

My fiancé was killed in an explosion.

In a mine under tons of dirt.

Oh, Keith.

Keith, it was you.

He isn't like that at all, Minnie. He is a doctor from the Bahari Medical

College in Bombay. If he's a doctor, he should be giving out pills, not talking

to dead people.

Imagine Dr. Levinson going into a trance.

Dr. Shankar does not treat the body, Minnie. He deals with the soul.

All right, next time my soul has indigestion, I'll be sure and call him.

Liz, you're only fooling yourself if you think this man can bring Keith back.

He already has brought him back.

You don't really believe that.

I have spoken to him, Minnie.

I don't ask you to believe me. I know you've never shared my faith in the

hereafter. How much money are you paying this doctor?

Nothing.

Dr. Shankar doesn't accept fees for his work. He's taken a vow of poverty.

You don't have to believe it, Nanny.

As long as I can have a moment or two with Keith, to know that his love for me

goes on even now, I shall be happy.

But what will I do, Keith, when you... When Dr. Shankara leaves here?

I'll be all alone. I won't know how to reach you.

Never.

Never alone.

But I feel your presence beside me. I can't bear to be parted from you again.

I will be at your side always.

Once you have turned away from the material world.

Turned away? What do you mean?

Turned to things of the spirit.

Help others.

Keith, I'll do anything you say as long as I don't lose you. You can come closer

to me, my darling.

Closer.

Closer to you how?

He wants me to come closer to him. How?

How? Tell me.

Minnie, there's going to be a shrine, a temple where the doctor can teach, and I

am to be allowed to help in his work.

Others have offered, but he's had to refuse.

Refuse what, money?

Yes.

I knew it.

Minnie.

He didn't ask, I offered.

How much?

Everything. Everything I own.

Grace, it's your father's money.

He spent his life working for it.

I think father would want me to do this.

Oh, Grace.

Minnie, a few weeks ago, I was ready to kill myself.

And Shankara saved me from that.

He gave me faith, Minnie, and brought Keith back to me.

And now Keith has told me through Shankara that I should help others.

And I can, Minnie. And through helping others, I can be closer to Keith.

Closer and closer forever.

You promised him all your money.

Yes. Well, he's asked me to consider it carefully, but I told him there was no

need for that.

I'd already decided.

I am going to provide for money for the shrine.

Have you any idea what it means to be without money?

I'll manage.

Keith will tell me how.

Grace, this is all so wrong.

You're in love with a ghost.

Keith is real to me.

More real than this world or anyone in it.

All right.

Let's not talk about it anymore.

Just now.

My dear, forgive me.

I wonder if you could help me.

I'm so uncertain.

Well, I don't know.

I didn't mean to pry, but I saw you in the corridor with Dr. Shankara.

Does he really help?

Oh, yes.

Yes, he's just wonderful.

You see, I have an appointment with him and I didn't know whether to keep it or

not.

I think you should.

I hate to disturb you, but if you have a moment, would you have a cup of coffee

with me downstairs?

I'm so alone now.

Maybe you could advise me.

Dr. Shankara says there's no death.

There's only change.

They pass over, and then if they really love you, they try to send messages back

to you.

Really?

They do really?

My Herbert does.

How long had you been married?

We weren't married.

He was my fiancé.

And sometimes I wish... I wish we hadn't decided to wait.

Had you known him long?

It seemed as if I'd known him all my life.

You see, my father and mother were killed in a car accident 16 years ago.

They left me well taken care of, but...

My father made a lot of money before he died.

But I was lonely.

How did you meet him?

You'll think it's silly, I know, but... He put a notice in a magazine, and I

just happened to read it and started writing to him.

I guess we fell in love before we ever really saw one another.

You were separated.

He was going to send for you.

Yes. He came home on leave and we became engaged.

Then he went back to South America, to Bolivia.

He was going to find a home for us and then for me.

We were to be married there.

He worked in a chemical plant.

What happened?

There was an explosion.

He was killed instantly.

I wonder if you happen to have a photograph of Herbert.

Oh, yes.

I always carry it.

He was very handsome, don't you think?

Yes.

Yes, he was.

Not too many, none of it.

You never liked Keith. You didn't want him to marry me.

I did like him.

I believed in him, too. Just as you believed in him. Just as Lucy Barrington

did. She lied.

She wasn't the only one.

There were others.

He used almost the same story. He scarcely bothered to change it.

Bolivia, vacation, marriage plans.

All that nonsense about being his own man, wanting to do it on his own. Not

wanting to take any of your money.

Of course he didn't want it.

He wanted his friend Shankara to get a hold of it.

I don't think I should listen to you anymore.

You must listen to me.

I've got to make you understand.

They put that advertisement in the Spirit World magazine to hook people

like you.

Then they checked to see if you had any money.

That little apartment of yours didn't fool them, Grace.

They knew your bank balance down to the last interest payment.

Keith is dead.

He loved me and he is dead.

I've been to the police.

They know the whole story.

They've arrested Shankara.

They haven't found Keith yet, but they're almost certain he's still in the

country, so they will.

Just as they'll find that friend in Bolivia.

The one who sent the cablegrams and forwarded the letters.

They're confidence men, Grace.

There's someone waiting in the study.

Police lieutenant named Farrell.

I didn't want to have him come in until I'd had a chance to talk to you.

Lieutenant, come in.

Thank you.

Miss Renford?

Yes.

Could you please identify this man for us?

His real name is Harold Drummond.

He also uses the alias of Bill Jefferson, Al Collins, Herbert Adams,

others.

You can thank Miss Briggs here for spotting him.

We'll put him where he can't fool other people the way he fooled you.

May I come in?

I couldn't let you go on believing in that man. I have...

Forgive

me, Nick.

Grace, dear, listen.

Maybe now you think you'll never get over this.

But you will.

One day I hope you'll find a man who loves you.

But Keith doesn't.

He never did.

He isn't worth it.

Oh, no.

You shouldn't have done it, Lily.

You should have let things stay the way they were.

I could have had Keith forever, his love.

But you spoiled it.

You took him away from me.

I loved him, and you took him away from me.

Why did you take him away from me?

Why?

It is my duty to report.

that Miss Renford eventually paid for her crime.

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This will be used in the titles of a new medical show we are planning.

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