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It all seems like a bad dream to me now.

But let me start at the beginning.

I'm Ted Singer, a guy with rich dreams who was facing a poor reality.

As far as I can tell, it all began with some secret meeting in one of those

South American countries, still harboring Nazi fugitives from World War

Some of the Banana Republics were so corrupt, they'd let anyone in.

Especially with the money and gold the Nazis had to offer.

A meeting was held in some fancy -ass chateau in the hills.

He was there.

The demented nephew, Manfred, along with his two henchmen.

For him, the Reich was a legend.

A legend he wanted a piece of.

And he'd do anything, anything to get it.

Hello, darling. How good to see you.

It is good to see you again.

You're looking very well. Of course I do.

Where is my uncle?

He's in the music study.

Yeah? And he wants you to freshen up a little bit.

Oh, see your pretty face again. It's freshening up in itself.

And then... He wants you to join him in his study later on, all right?

Okay, darling, you just take it easy now, all right?

All right.

And there was Helga.

Half Fraulein, half Fuhrer.

She was like something out of a bad opera.

They had gathered there to perform an experiment using a potent sex drug they

had developed.

The guinea pig was a peasant girl stolen from a local convent.

Anton Stuttgart, the head honcho, was an old pro at subverting the human species

to his will, using whatever means necessary.

Without him, the master race experiment could never have been accomplished.

Hitler had assigned to young Anton the task of developing a serum that would

turn even a virgin into a nymphomaniac.

But the Axis powers lost the war, and the experiment was halted.

Stuttgart and his cronies fled from Europe.

Undaunted, he continued to develop the drug on his own.

Unquenchable sexual desire, he observed.

Could break down even the most stable personality.

He enjoyed the testing.

The child woman spread wide open, fucking there in front of him.

It was the watching that he enjoyed most of all.

His drug made the loss of sexual stimulation unbearable to any subject.

Before long, he hit upon a plan.

A two -part plan.

A plan, he thought, which could restore the Reich.

In the hands of these perverted Nazis, no secret was safe.

Come on, leave, lady. Get back.

Oh, yeah.

Slut.

Oh!

The drug worked perfectly.

Now he could implement the second part of his plan. The recovery of an ancient

magical book.

It is more precious than life itself.

This life.

Hitler himself would have given his life for it.

He didn't.

And he didn't possess it. This book called the Bogen Gelder had passed

Anton's hands once before.

And now...

His one obsession is to get it back.

It will snatch your soul.

Woe to the bastard that tries to own it.

After several months of searching, I managed to secure

from a young woman who had it in her possession.

After my way back to Berlin, I was captured by Americans.

So, I gave the book to an American colonel by the name of

Cummings. It's trained for my freedom.

This is my freedom.

Stuck on the mountainside, behind iron gates, with armed guards.

I will kill for it, but I must have it.

And you must bring it to me, Manfred.

The Bogan Gelder.

With the Bogan Gelder, I will lead the Third Reich with supreme

power once more.

You will leave tonight for America.

Tomorrow, you will capture Freighter.

to San Francisco.

For some reason, that night felt different right from the start.

I was dealing cards in a little joint in North Beach.

Tuesday was when the big man came in.

He wasn't the kind of guy you fooled around with.

He had a piece of action everywhere.

Luck be a lady, I remember thinking.

Probably because that sleek lunette the big man had on his arm got under my

skin. My friend Johnny was into his second pint.

Business as usual.

That's it. What do you mean, what I got there?

You see that? I don't see anything.

My nothing is bigger than your nothing, sweetheart. I got ace, king, queen.

Yes, you do.

Okay?

I tried to keep my mind on the game, but this girl, she just kept staring at me.

Those eyes.

The kind that could look right through you.

Would you like some more chips, sir?

Four.

How many more? Ten more.

I'll take 20 more.

Sure.

Her name was Messina.

Good luck, son.

You were impressive tonight.

Thank you.

I'm afraid Big Man isn't a very good loser.

I came to apologize for him.

Apology accepted.

You're staring.

I think it's interesting.

The diamond?

It's all right to touch.

What long fingers you have.

Long enough.

How long you been with Big Man?

The same.

Don't touch there.

I'm only waiting for Big Man.

I came to find something else.

What's that?

Was it the Queen of Diamonds?

Hard to say.

By the way, big man wants to see you tomorrow.

I'll have Steve pick you up.

Something told me to beware, but the girl, Messina, she was incredible.

I never even met her.

I like you, kid. You got balls.

You got balls and you got class.

I like that.

Thanks. Now, just what is your name?

Are you going to take the job?

I don't know what it is yet.

Well, I'll get right to the point, kid.

You ever hear of a book called the Bogen Gelder?

No.

Should I have?

Well, it's an ancient book of prophecies.

I want you to find it for my baby here.

Why me?

A big man can't find an old book of prophecies.

Why you?

I got a gut feeling about you.

So does Messina.

Right, baby?

So, I'd do anything for her.

So I want you to find the book.

Here's ten grand.

You bring the book back, there's 90 more where that came from.

Must be some prophecies.

Will you take the joke?

If you know where it is, why don't you just get it yourself?

Questions, questions.

Come on, trust me, Bobo.

The guy knows where the book is. Go and find it.

Some guys just have all the fucking luck.

Made a wise decision, kid. See you later.

Okay, come on.

Fuck me.

I had an apartment over in North Beach I shared with a broad named Dottie.

To call her a girlfriend would be pushing things.

She was a working girl.

The street kind.

We split the rent and I helped her when she got into trouble.

A nice arrangement.

But she was always bringing home the wrong crowd.

My roommate is a man.

So we'll sandwich you.

Please, come on. Let's go back to my room, okay? Come here. Please, no. Come

here. Come here.

Oh, stop it.

Go away.

Shut up, whore. Shut up.

I want Linda to pick. I want you.

Oh, I'll pump you so hard you're going to be ill for a week.

Like, any way I want, please. I'll pay for this.

If I do it when I want, where I want, and how I want.

Put your tits together. Come on.

Squeeze them. Squeeze them.

Oh, that's it.

Put it in your mouth.

Will you shut up?

God damn it. I can't stand a loud whore.

Well, that's a baby.

Oh,

come on. Keep kissing.

Oh, put it in your mouth.

Put it in your mouth. Put it in your mouth.

That's a baby.

Arrgh!

Tickle a tip, Mr. Tip.

Want to come out your mouth?

Oh, God.

I'm coming.

Hey,

where are you going?

I'm not done with you yet.

Hey, where are you going? I'm not done with you yet.

You know,

you need to learn a few manners, man.

I suggest you don't come back until you learn how to treat a lady.

Fuck that shit.

I paid for it. I want my money's worth.

Look, you shot your load. Now get the fuck out.

Got my load, huh?

Oh, so you want to rock and roll with me, huh?

Want to play with me, huh?

These hands are lethal weapons. Know that?

These legs are lethal weapons. Know that?

guys like that home in my home my home too it's also my business he's my part

the house stay in your part of the house when you're doing your business

i appreciate

that look the living room is mutual ground it's both of us

do your in there

There are indeed several possibilities.

They must be checked out immediately.

I understand, Herr Stuttgart.

Anyone who poses a resistance must be eliminated.

Yes, Herr Stuttgart.

Good. Now, I must telephone my uncle and give him my progress.

Forget this, Uncle Anton.

Ja?

Jawohl?

Ja? Verhaben einen Namen?

But the only thing on my mind was Messina.

I guess it was beginning to show.

And this business about the Bogen Gelder.

I couldn't keep my mind on the cards.

I had to take a walk to get my head straight.

I'm coming.

Have a drink.

Nah, I've got a headache.

Have a fucking drink with me, your buddy.

Saw how you were watching Messina, the chick Big Man was with.

Pretty nice, huh?

She's all right.

All right, shit.

I'd like to have something like that on your arm.

Wouldn't you?

Hanging on your arm all night? Look, Johnny, I already got somebody on my

and she's all right.

You got daddy.

You got daddy, Ted, and she's a good woman.

She should be my woman, but... How'd you like to have something like Messina

draped down your arm? I mean, that's something special. Johnny, will you just

shut the fuck up?

Have your 12th drink and go home, all right?

Well...

Hey, look, John. Hey, look.

Can we just get back to where it really is at now?

We're friends, okay? We sure are friends.

We are the best friends. All right, look.

Okay, okay.

Hope the best for me, and I hope the best for you. I do. I'm going to make a

score. I'm going to make it soon.

Another one of Johnny's big scores.

How many times have I heard that one?

I kind of felt sorry for the guy.

But he was right.

Johnny could always read me, just like an open book.

I checked out the address the big man gave me.

It turned out to be an old run -down bookstore on Haight Street.

A hundred G's for an old book?

There had to be an angle to the whole thing.

Mr. Wilkins.

Mr. Wilkins!

Oh, Mr.

Singer. Oh, yes, I remember you called yesterday.

Tell me, what can I do for you? Call me Ted.

I'm looking for an old book.

Somebody told me you were the man to ask about it. Oh, well, I'm flattered. What

is the name of this old book?

It's called The Bogan Gelda.

Did I say something wrong?

You okay?

You okay?

Relax, relax, relax.

It has many legends, but it's so old, no one really knows where it came from.

It's supposed to be a book of prophecies, and the person who can open

rule the world.

The Christians, for instance, claim that it is that part of their book of

revelations that John was ordered by God not to write down. But he did anyway,

and God sealed it up.

Unopenable? What do you mean, unopenable?

Just that.

Cannot be opened.

Here, let me show you a picture.

But swear to me that you will never tell a soul.

really looks like a book -shaped box.

It is covered with leather over some unknown metal alloy.

There are no cracks or seams anywhere to show an opening.

The sunbath's pattern is pure gold, encrusted with twelve perfect blue

They alone are priceless, but compared to the treasure they guard, even if you

could open it, the language it would be written in...

would be so old you would never find anyone who could read it. And yet, there

has never been any question as to the meaning of the words Ogun Gelda, Earth

Ending.

Yes, one of them is missing.

How do you know that?

Sit down, sit down. Sir, it's not important.

Relax. You don't want the Borgengelder.

Son!

It brings nothing but trouble.

You do best just to forget about it. Look, Mr. Wilkins, I have no personal

interest in it.

Young man, unfortunately.

All right.

I had the book for nine years.

Got it from a man named Samuel Cummings.

He gave it to me for safekeeping.

Then, last year, he took it back.

Here.

Good luck, Mr. Wilkins.

Thank you.

Thank you!

Take care of yourself, young man.

Get into any trouble.

Now it all fell into place.

The big man was after the stones on the book.

They looked like they'd be worth a fortune.

The old man, he was scared.

But I couldn't put my finger on why it just seemed too easy.

I located the address Wilkins had given me.

But I had no idea how I'd get the book or the precious stones away from

Cummings.

I decided to play it cool.

Talk to him face to face.

Find out what the hell this was all about.

What do you want?

Yeah, my name's Ted Singer. Can I talk to you for a second?

Come in.

I'm real busy.

My name's Ted Singer.

How can I help you?

Well, I'm looking for a guy named Samuel Cummings.

He's dead.

He's been dead for over two years.

Well, a guy I was just with told me he was alive.

Well, I'm sorry. He's dead now. I'm very busy. Excuse me.

Well, look, this guy...

Lady, I don't mean to bother you, right?

But this is really important.

Okay, look. There's a lot of money involved.

This book is called The Bogan Gelder.

There's a lot of diamonds encircling the book. It's blue diamonds. You ever hear

about it?

I think I've heard about that Bogan Gelder.

My dad said something about it. I don't remember.

Well, could you give me a clue? Did he ever mention that one of the diamonds

might be this?

I know where that diamond is.

I don't want to talk about this. You really don't know where the diamond is?

I don't want to talk about this.

Let me ask you a few questions.

Do you always take a sauna with your clothes on?

Teddy!

Teddy, come here!

Where's Teddy?

Teddy! He's not here.

Come on, come on. I didn't know he was here.

Teddy! What do you want?

What will Teddy be back? I don't know. I haven't seen him for a couple days.

Oh, shit.

Look, I'm taking a bath. Do you mind?

Teddy!

Just tell me when Teddy will be back. I don't know, okay? What do you want?

Oh, shit. Look, just, I don't know, just wait for him if you want. I don't care.

I'll leave that bag here.

I'm going to leave that bag here for a while.

Oh, shit.

Tell me when he'll be back.

Teddy!

I really need to find this diamond.

If you help me, I'll do anything for you.

Well, maybe if you help me first a little bit, I'll help you.

Well, anything.

Tell me. Just sit up here and rest a little bit for a while.

How was I to know that this wasn't Cummings' daughter at all, but a Nazi

Later, I ran a check on Cummings and found out that he'd been a colonel in

intelligence during the war.

His specialty was interrogating high -ranking Nazi officers.

Another thing, according to his dossier, Cummings was still alive.

Oh.

You're gonna do that for me, aren't you?

stone in my hand, and all for screwing a dizzy blonde in her old man's sauna.

Before I left, she gave me another address.

Somebody else was after the book.

A fellow by the name of Stuttgart.

I took the stone to a fence.

He had never seen anything like it.

It was pure as ice.

A priceless sapphire that gave off a beam of light.

Things were getting crazy, and I wasn't any closer to finding the book.

Messina was the key to the whole thing.

I went back to see her that evening.

Nice place you have here.

Thanks.

I was wondering why you showed up in my car tonight.

I've been worried about you since that man was killed.

What man was killed?

Mr. Wilkins.

They found him strangled last night.

Would you like a drink?

Wilkins was strangled?

Wilkins was strangled?

That's right.

Poor old man.

Did you find anything out?

He gave me a name.

Cummings.

Told me some legends.

One of the diamonds is missing off the book.

Do you know where it is?

No.

What about the name?

Didn't pan.

Did she have the diamond?

No.

All of a sudden, people are dying all over the place.

Look, I'm sorry, but I've got to go.

Big Man is expecting me in half an hour. Oh, I understand.

You are still going to look for the book in Gelda, aren't you? I took the

advance, didn't I?

What about the diamond?

Do you think you can find it?

I thought you wanted the book.

Well, of course, but it's of no use to me without the diamond.

Yeah, well, don't worry about it, okay?

The big man's waiting.

I'm going to hold on to you until I find out just what the hell is going on.

If I had only kept my eyes open, I would have seen the net closing in.

For some of us, it was already too late.

Yeah, Manfred?

Good.

Very good.

Last time.

I'm going to make a lot of money.

You comfortable enough?

Very. Thank you.

Do you have any news?

Maybe.

You know anything about a man named Stuttgart?

Not really.

I think he's a leader of the American Nazi Party.

He has a mansion on Telegraph Hill.

What does he have to do with the Bogen Gelder?

I think you may have it.

I'm going to check it out later tonight.

The book and the diamond?

I hope so.

But before I go, I think I should finish what you started.

What you've been waiting for?

You know.

Give me everything you've got.

And more, baby.

You're beautiful.

I'll put the label in there.

Thank you.

Having carefully observed us, they supplied our descriptions to Anton.

He didn't care about me.

It was Messina he was interested in.

Could she be the very same girl he had met 40 years ago?

But how was it possible?

She hadn't aged at all.

Anton suspected what I had earlier, that Messina was the key, but he was

prepared to do something about it.

Nice of you to pay me a little visit.

I don't need your shit tonight, okay?

By the way, your buddy Johnny was here looking for you a couple times.

What do you want?

I don't know.

Got any tape?

The second drawer.

What are you doing?

Never mind.

Ted, what's going on?

Never mind. Don't worry about it, okay?

What the hell's the gun for?

Don't worry, bud.

I got things to do.

You're going out again?

I think so.

I'll see you later.

I hope so.

Ted, wait, please.

Yeah.

There's something I've got to tell you.

When Johnny was here,

it got kind of rough for me.

What do you mean it got rough?

They don't want to hurt you.

Don't hit me! That's what I'm doing!

I want you! Don't hit me!

in, okay?

All right?

Yes. Be careful.

I'll be careful, baby.

I'll be careful.

I miss you.

Hmm. Seems like the drug isn't working, isn't it?

Mine needs to...

Yes. Very good.

My last lead was the address the Cummings girl gave to me.

The stakes were getting high, and I didn't know what to expect.

But I came prepared to do what was necessary to get to the bottom of it.

I had one of the stones, and somebody had to have the book.

I figured the Stuttgart was one tough boogie.

Tell me about the Bogengilda, baby. Tell me. The Bogengilda?

Yes, the Bogengilda.

Tell me about it.

The Bogengilda.

Yes, yes, the drug is working.

Oh, fuck me. Oh, fuck me.

Tell me about it.

You're going to stop if you don't tell me about it. Tell me about it, darling.

I want to know about the Bougainvillea.

The book? Yes, yes, yes.

Oh, no.

The drug is working wonderfully.

I don't know. I want it.

You know about it. I want it. Tell me.

I want the Bougainvillea.

I don't know. I want it.

Yes!

My, my, what have we here?

A visitor.

Didn't your mother tell you that it is dangerous to play with guns?

I'm afraid, Mr. Singer, that we are going to have to teach you a little

in manners.

One does not enter another's house with a loaded firearm.

I know who you are.

I've been expecting you. But we will discuss that later. Right now I have

someone here I'd like you to meet.

What? What?

that you do.

Eyes do not lie, Mr. Singer.

I believe this is your friend Johnny, or what is left of him.

You are wondering what has happened.

I am?

We are both looking for the same thing, Mr. Singer.

We are both after the Borgengelder.

However, it seems your talented friend has gotten to it one step ahead of us.

course, I'm sure you already know that.

Wolfgang has spent the last two days Trying to extract from Johnny here as to

what he did with it. The results have been less than satisfactory.

I'm afraid your friend has just about had it, as you Americans say.

Perhaps you'd like a final word with your friend?

Ja?

concerned? What are you, my friend?

Suppose you were my friend when you raped Dottie.

I didn't fucking rape Dottie!

Dottie was mine to begin with!

I didn't fucking rape... She's not yours, man! You lost her!

You had her and you lost her! You let her go!

And then you betrayed us, man. You betrayed us!

I didn't even know you were involved in this whole thing.

I wouldn't even be here.

The money, come on.

Beware. Listen to me.

Beware.

Beware of blue ice.

Johnny, fuck blue ice. Fuck the blue ice. Come on.

Come on, it's over.

Johnny, we can get out of here now.

was swimming.

This book had some hitch to it, like it drove the people around it crazy.

We got out of there as fast as we could before the heat came.

I dropped Messina off at her apartment.

My best friend was dead.

A lot of people had died for a book I had never seen.

It was time to drop the whole thing.

You're back.

What happened?

Are you alright?

I am fine.

Just a bunch of guys wanted to kill me.

But they got wasted by a blue diamond.

What? What are you talking about?

It's a long story.

I'm not even sure about all of it.

But it winds up with Johnny dead.

Maybe it was something he had.

You ever mention a big score?

Yeah. I guess that's why he came by to see you.

He said he had something he wanted to cut you in on.

I don't know.

Did I get you anything? Are you okay?

No, I just need some sleep.

Tony left that bag there.

He said he's going to come back in a couple days for it.

Tony left that there?

Let's see what's in it.

What is it?

Blue ice.

Blue ice?

Stones.

why those guys were trying to kill me and why they killed Johnny.

They were trying to warn me about it when he died.

finished business to take care of. Yeah, I heard the bad news about the

Bogengelder.

But I do appreciate your rescuing machine the way you did.

Oh, my pleasure.

We had a deal.

I get you the Bogengelder, you give me a hundred grand.

Yeah, I like it.

But I don't have a Bogengelder.

I'll tell you what I do.

I give you ten grand above what I promised you for your service.

But without the book.

the money, you get the spot.

Otherwise, he didn't mean the book.

What are you doing?

What are you fucking playing around? Give me the fucking book!

Mingo, sit down.

Now, go, go!

Don't you see?

The ancient Borgengelder was the last remaining remnant of Earth's first great

civilization.

The people of that civilization managed to harness great powers from the center

of that universe.

And it was there that I was born 300 years ago.

You look good for your age.

Thank you. Our genetic structure is such that we age approximately one year for

every ten normal human years.

Actually, it doesn't matter now. But what is the key to opening the book?

The blue ice diamond necklace, of course.

I suppose you'll kill me now.

I'll never forget what you did for me in Manfred's home, but I have no choice.

Think I might see the book open first?

I see why not.

All I need is the missing stone.

All right, don't... What makes me so happy? Just shut your mouth and

will make me so happy. Get down.

Athena was gone in the book with her.

To some, she was the dream of immortality.

To others, the kiss of death.

To me, she was someone I could never forget.

Maybe she'll turn up 300 years down the line.

I've got some time.

Besides, I always preferred older women.