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TONIGHT, YOUR CHALLENGE IS TO SEPARATE WHAT IS TRUE
FROM WHAT IS FALSE.
FIVE STORIES-- SOME REAL, SOME FAKE.
CAN YOU JUDGE WHICH ARE FACT AND WHICH ARE FICTION?
TO FIND OUT,
YOU MUST ENTER A WORLD OF BOTH TRUTH AND DECEPTION,
A WORLD THAT IS BEYOND BELIEF.
TO THOSE OF US WITH A SENSE OF ORGANIZATION,
IT'S A SATISFYING FEELING TO SEE A WELL-DRAWN DESIGN.
NOW, LOOK AT THIS CHECKERBOARD.
THE SQUIGGLY LINES SEEM TO GO AGAINST EVERYTHING WE EXPECT.
IT ALMOST LOOKS
AS THOUGH THE LINES HAVE BEEN DRAWN FREEHAND,
BUT HERE'S THE TRUTH--
THE LINES THAT APPEAR TO BE UNEVEN
ARE ABSOLUTELY STRAIGHT.
THE ILLUSION IS CREATED BY THE PLACEMENT
OF THE SMALL DESIGNS WITHIN THE CHECKERBOARD.
FROM A DISTANCE, OUR EYES STILL LIE TO US,
EVEN THOUGH WE KNOW THE TRUTH.
OUR STORIES TONIGHT PRESENT A SIMILAR CHALLENGE.
WE'LL TELL YOU WHICH ARE FACT AND WHICH ARE FICTION
AT THE END OF THE SHOW.
BEFORE YOU MAKE YOUR DETERMINATION,
REMEMBER THIS CHECKERBOARD.
ALTHOUGH WE MAY SEEM TO BE TELLING YOU THE TRUTH,
WE DON'T ALWAYS WALK A STRAIGHT LINE.
WE'VE ALL SEEN GAMES LIKE THESE IN VARIOUS BARS AND RESTAURANTS.
SOMETIMES THESE ACTIVITIES ARE MORE THAN MERE DIVERSIONS.
THEY CAN BECOME AN ATTRACTION THAT ACTUALLY DRAWS PEOPLE
TO AN ESTABLISHMENT JUST TO PLAY THEM.
VINCE McCORMICK HAS HIS OWN GIMMICK
FOR DRAWING PEOPLE TO HIS BAR
THAT IS VERY SUCCESSFUL SO FAR,
AND AS YOU'RE ABOUT TO SEE, IT'S CERTAINLY NO GAME.
I HAD OWNED THE BLOODY HAND BAR
IN THE GASTOWN DISTRICT OF VANCOUVER
FOR THE PAST 25 YEARS.
THERE WERE THE REGULARS, AND ALWAYS A FEW TOURISTS
THAT CAME IN, CURIOUS ABOUT THE NAME.
WELCOME TO THE BLOODY HAND.
WHAT CAN I GET YOU?
I'LL HAVE A BEER. YOU GOT IT.
WHENEVER A NEW CUSTOMER CAME IN, I'D SIGNAL TO BILLY.
HE KNEW WHAT TO DO NEXT.
HEY, BILLY, WE NEED A NEW KEG IN HERE.
RIGHT, VINCE.
THERE YOU GO.
THANK YOU.
SO WHAT'S THE DEAL WITH THE HAND?
OH, YOU'VE NEVER HEARD THE STORY, HUH?
ABOUT 20 YEARS AGO,
A BEAUTIFUL YOUNG GIRL WAS MURDERED
IN THE ALLEY JUST BEHIND THE BAR.
ALL THEY FOUND WAS HER BLOODY HAND.
REALLY?
PEOPLE KEPT COMING IN, ASKING ABOUT THE MURDER
AND THE HAND,
SO I FINALLY CHANGED THE NAME OF THE BAR.
WE EVEN HAVE A DRINK CALLED THE BLOODY HAND.
YOU WANT TO TRY IT?
I'LL JUST STICK WITH BEER.
SURE. FINE. WHATEVER.
I COULD SEE OUT OF THE CORNER OF MY EYE
BILLY WAS IN THE BACK DOING HIS THING.
IT'S MOVING.
WHY IS THAT THING POINTING AT ME?
WHAT? IT'S POINTING AT YOU?
YEAH, LOOK AT IT.
I COULD TELL THIS GUY WAS IN NO MOOD FOR JOKES.
THAT'S JUST BILLY.
HE WORKS THE HAND
WITH A JOYSTICK IN THE BACK ROOM.
CUSTOMERS LOVE IT.
GET A REAL KICK OUT OF IT WHEN IT POINTS AT THEM.
WELL, I DON'T LIKE IT.
TELL HIM TO POINT IT AT SOMEBODY ELSE.
SURE. NO PROBLEM.
WHATEVER WAS BOTHERING THIS GUY, I DIDN'T WANT TO PUSH IT.
HEY, BILLY,
STOP POINTING THAT HAND AT THE GUY IN THE BLUE PEACOAT.
He can't take the joke.
I'D SEEN LOTS OF GUYS LIKE HIM IN MY DAY,
GOING THROUGH SOMETHING THEY CAN'T TALK ABOUT.
IT'S BEST TO LET THEM BE.
I THOUGHT THE GUY WOULD HAVE A FEW AND LEAVE,
BUT HE HUNG OUT, EVEN SIGNED UP FOR POOL.
OF COURSE, THE GUYS GOT WIND OF HOW WEIRD HE WAS,
AND THEY LET HIM KNOW IT.
HEY, BUDDY.
YOU'RE NEXT.
YOUR SHOT.
ALL RIGHT, UH, STRAIGHT IN THE CORNER.
STRAIGHT IN THERE.
HE WAS A GOOD KID A LONG TIME AGO.
WHAT'S SO FUNNY?
YOU'RE BEING FOLLOWED.
HEY, BARTENDER.
BARTENDER! I THOUGHT I TOLD YOU
I DIDN'T WANT THAT THING POINTING AT ME.
JEEZ, PAL, I-I'M SORRY.
HEY, BILLY,
QUIT GOOFING AROUND.
STOP POINTING THE FINGER
AT THE GUY IN THE BLUE PEACOAT.
LOOK, DON'T WORRY.
IT WON'T HAPPEN AGAIN. I PROMISE.
STOP LAUGHING.
IT AIN'T FUNNY!
I'M WARNING YOU.
YOU BETTER MAKE THAT THING STOP.
CALM DOWN. YOU'RE GETTING ALL WORKED UP OVER NOTHING.
IT'S NOT NOTHING. I TOLD YOU, I DON'T LIKE IT!
AND THAT CLOWN IN THE BACK IS GOING TO BE REAL SORRY
IF HE DON'T CUT IT OUT RIGHT NOW!
CALM DOWN. I'LL GO AND TALK TO HIM.
OKAY, VINCE. KEG'S TAPPED.
BILLY, YOU GOT TO STOP MESSING WITH THE HAND.
I DON'T KNOW WHAT YOU'RE TALKING ABOUT.
AFTER YOU TOLD ME TO STOP, I STOPPED.
WHO'S BEEN WORKING IT?
I DON'T KNOW.
I'VE BEEN DOWN IN THE CELLAR CHANGING THE KEG.
WHAT ARE YOU TRYING TO PULL?
NOTHING. IT NEVER DID THIS BEFORE.
TURN IT OFF.
TURN IT OFF.
WHOA.
I SAID TURN IT OFF!
NO. NO.
YOU SET ME UP. YOU SET ME UP!
WHAT ARE YOU TALKING ABOUT?
YOU KNEW IT WAS ME AS SOON AS I WALKED IN!
HEY, WHOA, WHOA. TAKE IT EASY.
TAKE IT EASY.
SHE WAS A TRAMP.
SHE DESERVED TO DIE.
THEY ALL DESERVE TO DIE!
WHOA, WHOA, WHAT ARE YOU DOING?
YOU STAY AWAY FROM ME.
OKAY.
SO HELP ME, I'LL KILL YOU ALL!
AAH!
GRAB HIS KNIFE!
I CALLED THE POLICE,
AND THEY ARRESTED THE DRIFTER. HIS NAME WAS NORRIS GLOVER.
LATER THAT NIGHT, CONFESSED THAT HE WAS THE ONE
WHO MURDERED THAT YOUNG WOMAN 20 YEARS AGO.
HE TOLD THEM THAT HE DISMEMBERED THE BODY.
ALL HE LEFT BEHIND WAS HER BLOODY HAND.
WAS THE MURDERER ACTUALLY SET UP
BY VINCE McCORMICK AND THE ROBOTIC HAND?
SEEMS UNLIKELY.
BUT THEN, WHAT CAUSED THE HAND TO KEEP TORMENTING THE MURDERER?
IF BILLY WASN'T WORKING IT, WHO WAS?
WAS IT JUST MALFUNCTIONING,
OR DID THE SPIRIT OF THE MURDER VICTIM
USE IT TO GET REVENGE ON THE MAN WHO KILLED HER?
IN TRYING TO JUDGE THIS STORY,
ARE YOU LEFT WITH EMPTY-HANDED LIES,
OR ARE YOU ABLE TO PUT YOUR FINGER ON THE TRUTH?
WE'LL FIND OUT IF THIS STORY IS TRUE OR FALSE
AT THE END OF OUR SHOW.
NEXT, A COUPLE FALLS PREY TO A PSYCHOPATHIC HOUSEKEEPER
ON "BEYOND BELIEF: FACT OR FICTION?"
THIS DOLL IS VERY IMPORTANT TO OUR NEXT STORY.
IT'S A SIMPLE DOLL.
IF YOU PULL THE STRING IN THE BACK, IT TALKS TO YOU.
HELLO, MOMMY. HEIDI'S A GOOD GIRL.
THIS PARTICULAR DOLL ISN'T OWNED BY A LITTLE GIRL.
IT BELONGS TO A WOMAN
WHO HAS APPROACHED SENIOR CITIZEN STATUS.
IN FACT, SHE HAS A SPECIAL DOLL COLLECTION
WHICH IS CURRENTLY CARED FOR
BY HER RECENTLY HIRED HOUSEKEEPER--
A HOUSEKEEPER WHO, WE'RE ABOUT TO FIND OUT,
IS NO LIVING DOLL.
OH, BE CAREFUL, FAITH. LILY'S LEANING.
I'M ALWAYS CAREFUL, MRS. McKINNEY.
OH, I KNOW YOU ARE, DEAR.
I JUST WORRY ABOUT MY LITTLE GIRLS.
YOUR LITTLE GIRLS? OF COURSE.
FAITH, YOU KNOW MRS. McKINNEY'S DOLLS
ARE LIKE HER CHILDREN,
AND MOTHERS DO TEND TO BE OVERPROTECTIVE.
YES, SIR.
MY MOTHER WAS QUITE PROTECTIVE OF ME.
OH! HEIDI!
OH, I-I'M SO VERY SORRY, MA'AM.
IT WAS AN ACCIDENT, WASN'T IT, HEIDI?
IS SHE ALL RIGHT, LYDIA?
I THINK SO.
HELLO, MOMMY. HEIDI'S A GOOD GIRL.
SHE'S FINE,
THANK GOODNESS.
THAT WAS SO CLUMSY OF ME.
I KNOW HOW MUCH HEIDI MEANS TO YOU.
I PROMISE I'LL BE EVEN MORE CAREFUL.
WELL, THANK YOU, FAITH.
HEIDI LOVES HER MOMMY.
AND MOMMY LOVES HEIDI.
THERE.
MR. AND MRS. McKINNEY HIRED FAITH ROBINSON
SIX MONTHS EARLIER WHEN SHE ANSWERED AN AD.
AT THE TIME, IT SEEMED LIKE A GOOD IDEA.
MOMMY LOVES HEIDI.
MR. McKINNEY!
FAITH, JUST LEAVE THEM BE.
NO, I-I WAS JUST REARRANGING THESE FOR THE MISSUS.
SOME OF THEM FELL,
AND I WAS JUST GOING TO BE PUTTING THEM
BACK UP ON THE SHELF.
STOP IT.
I WAS JUST GOING TO BE REARRANGING THEM.
STOP IT.
YOU NO LONGER WORK HERE.
I'LL WRITE YOU A SEVERANCE CHECK.
IF I WERE YOU,
I'D USE IT TO GET SOME PROFESSIONAL HELP.
THE McKINNEYS WERE RELIEVED
TO HAVE DISCHARGED FAITH ROBINSON THAT DAY.
MR. McKINNEY WAS SURE
THAT SHE WAS QUITE EMOTIONALLY DISTURBED.
MRS. McKINNEY WAS JUST GLAD SHE WAS GONE.
FAITH HAD BEGUN TO FRIGHTEN HER LATELY.
WHAT NEITHER OF THE McKINNEYS KNEW, OF COURSE,
WAS THAT FAITH HAD NEVER LEFT THE PROPERTY.
HOUSEKEEPER FAITH ROBINSON WOULD CALL 911
AND TELL THEM THAT SHE FOUND HER EMPLOYERS
DEAD INSIDE THEIR CAR.
THE NEXT MORNING,
HOMICIDE DETECTIVE SAL SAMORA WOULD BE CALLED IN
TO INVESTIGATE AN APPARENT SUICIDE PACT
BY THE ELDERLY COUPLE.
HEY, REG. WHAT DO WE GOT, MAN?
SAL, MAID FOUND THEM AROUND 7:00 A.M.
WAS THERE A NOTE?
YEAH, THEY BOTH SIGNED IT.
APPARENTLY THEY WERE PRETTY MISERABLE.
HEALTH WAS FAILING, DIDN'T WANT TO LIVE ANYMORE--
YOU KNOW, THE USUAL STUFF.
YEAH, SO THEY JUST TOOK THEMSELVES OUT, HUH?
YEAH, LOOKS THAT WAY TO ME, SAL.
IT'S TOO BAD.
LOOKS LIKE THEY HAD A PRETTY GOOD LIFE.
HEY, WHO FOUND THEM AGAIN?
THE MAID.
HOW DO YOU DO? I'M LIEUTENANT SAMORA.
HI.
YOU MIND IF I TAKE A SEAT?
NO, NOT AT ALL.
I UNDERSTAND THAT YOU FOUND THE BODIES.
IS THAT RIGHT, MA'AM?
YES, I DID.
WHEN I WOKE UP THIS MORNING,
I-I HEARD THE SOUND
OF THE CAR RUNNING IN THE GARAGE.
IT WAS VERY EARLY,
SO I THOUGHT I'D TAKE A LOOK,
AND THAT'S WHEN I FOUND THEM.
I TURNED THE CAR OFF AND CALLED 911 RIGHT AWAY.
NOW, THE CORONER HAS PLACED THE TIME OF DEATH
AT AROUND 2:00 A.M.,
AND YOU FOUND THEM AT WHAT TIME?
UM...
IT MUST HAVE BEEN AROUND 7:00.
IT WAS QUITE A SHOCK TO FIND THEM THAT WAY.
THEY WERE VERY DEAR TO ME,
ESPECIALLY MRS. McKINNEY.
SHE WAS LIKE A SECOND MOM.
I'M VERY SORRY FOR YOUR LOSS, MA'AM.
OH, THEY WERE SO UNHAPPY--
DEEPLY DEPRESSED.
I TOLD THEM THEY SHOULD SEEK PROFESSIONAL HELP,
BUT THEY WOULDN'T LISTEN.
MRS. McKINNEY HAD QUITE A COLLECTION OF DOLLS, HUH?
YES, SHE DID.
HELLO, MOMMY. I'M A GOOD GIRL.
CUTE.
THAT ONE'S NAME'S HEIDI.
IT WAS MRS. McKINNEY'S FAVORITE.
NO, NO, DON'T KILL MOMMY AND DADDY, MISS ROBINSON.
UH, I DON'T UNDERSTAND.
WHY DID SHE SAY THAT?
WHY DID YOU KILL THEM, MISS ROBINSON?
WHAT ARE YOU SAYING?
SHE'S LYING!
HEIDI'S LYING!
SHE HATES ME.
SHE'S ALWAYS HATED ME.
WHY DID YOU KILL MY MOMMY AND DADDY?
HE FIRED ME.
WHAT ELSE COULD I DO?
IT WASN'T MY FAULT.
I THINK YOU'RE GOING TO NEED A LAWYER, MISS ROBINSON.
FAITH ROBINSON CONFESSED TO THE DOUBLE MURDER
OF MARSHALL AND LYDIA McKINNEY.
SHE WAS FOUND NOT GUILTY BY REASON OF INSANITY
AND IS NOW CONFINED TO A STATE MENTAL HOSPITAL
IN UPSTATE NEW YORK.
HOW COULD THIS HAVE HAPPENED?
IS IT POSSIBLE THAT MRS. McKINNEY
COULD HAVE RECORDED THAT MESSAGE
BECAUSE OF HER FEAR OF FAITH ROBINSON,
OR WAS IT SOME PRACTICAL JOKER AT THE FACTORY
WHO SENT THE DOLL OUT WITH THE STRANGE MESSAGE?
IF SO, HOW DO YOU EXPLAIN
THE DOLL USING THE NAME "MISS ROBINSON"?
OR DID THE LITTLE DOLL TRULY POSSESS
THE HUMANLIKE SPIRIT THAT MRS. McKINNEY IMAGINED?
IS THIS STORY OF THE DOLL WHO TRAPPED A KILLER
INSPIRED BY A REAL EVENT,
OR ARE WE JUST PULLING YOUR STRING?
YOU'LL FIND OUT IF THIS STORY IS TRUE OR FALSE
AT THE END OF OUR SHOW.
NEXT, A FRIENDLY GAME OF CARDS LEADS TO MURDER
ON "BEYOND BELIEF: FACT OR FICTION?"
ALL RIGHT, GENTS, JACKS ARE BETTER TO OPEN.
MONEY TALKS. NOBODY WALKS.
HERE WE GO. READ 'EM AND WEEP.
BEHIND ALL THE BLUFF AND BRAVADO OF POKER,
THE GAME FOLLOWS A SERIOUS SET OF RULES.
SOME ARE BASED ON FAIR PLAY. SOME ARE BASED ON SUPERSTITION.
CARD PLAYERS HAVE A CODE, AND IT CAN'T BE VIOLATED.
IT'S TRUE TODAY, AND IT WAS DEFINITELY TRUE
BACK IN THE DAYS WHEN OUR NEXT STORY TOOK PLACE--
THE DAYS WHEN A LOSER HAD TO PAY WITH MORE THAN HIS MONEY.
SOMETIMES HE HAD TO PAY WITH HIS LIFE.
IN THE ROUGH-AND-TUMBLE TOWN
OF LIVERPOOL, ENGLAND,
DOCK WORKERS NED WILSON, BILL HUTCHINSON, AND IAN CLAYTON
WOULD MEET ALMOST EVERY DAY AT MOLLY'S TAVERN
FOR A LIVELY GAME OF DRAW POKER.
HEY.
WHAT YOU'LL BE DOING LATER ON, MOLLY?
NOTHING WITH THE LIKES OF YOU, IAN CLAYTON.
SO WHAT ARE YOU GOING TO DO, IAN?
YOU GOING TO FOLD, OR YOU GOING TO BET?
UH...
I'M OUT.
I'LL CALL YOU, NED.
READ 'EM AND WEEP, LADS.
WELL...
WHAT HAVE WE GOT HERE?
HAVE YOU GOT ROOM FOR ONE MORE?
DO YOU KNOW THE GAME OF DRAW POKER?
I DO.
HAVE A SEAT.
MOLLY, ANOTHER PINT.
HAVE YOU GOT A NAME?
IT'S ROBERT-- ROBERT EDWARDS.
THE FOUR MEN PLAYED ALL AFTERNOON
AND LATE INTO THE NIGHT.
ROBERT EDWARDS CONTINUED TO WIN HAND AFTER HAND.
IT SEEMED LIKE HE COULDN'T LOSE.
IT'LL COST YOU EACH 5 MORE SHILLINGS.
WE'RE ALL IN.
WHAT ARE YOU HOLDING?
YOU WIN AGAIN.
YOU'RE A VERY GOOD POKER PLAYER, ROBERT EDWARDS.
ISN'T HE, LADS?
YEAH. HE'S QUITE GOOD.
MAYBE A LITTLE TOO GOOD.
LET GO OF ME ARM.
WHOA!
THIS MAN ROBERT EDWARDS WAS A CHEATER.
HE GOT WHAT WAS DUE HIM.
COME ON.
LET'S SPLIT UP THE MONEY NOW.
WE CAN'T DO THAT.
YOU CAN'T SPLIT A CHEATER'S WINNINGS.
IT'S BAD LUCK.
HE'S RIGHT.
THE MONEY HAS TO BE WON BACK FAIR AND SQUARE
FROM AN HONEST MAN.
WHERE ARE WE GOING TO FIND AN HONEST MAN?
NED, IAN, AND BILL DIDN'T KNOW MANY HONEST MEN.
IN FACT, THEY COULD ONLY THINK OF ONE PLACE
WHERE THERE MIGHT BE ONE.
WHAT'S YOUR NAME, SON?
ARTHUR, SIR.
LOOKS LIKE AN HONEST SORT,
DOESN'T HE, LADS?
Ian and Bill: AYE.
DO YOU KNOW HOW TO PLAY POKER, ARTHUR?
A-A LITTLE, BUT I HAVE NO MONEY TO PLAY.
THAT'S ALL RIGHT, LAD.
ME AND ME MATES-- WE GOT A PROPOSITION FOR YOU.
THEY GAVE THE YOUNG MAN
ROBERT EDWARDS' WINNINGS
WITH THE PLAN OF TAKING IT ALL BACK FROM HIM.
IT SEEMED FOOLPROOF,
SINCE THE BOY KNEW VERY LITTLE ABOUT THE GAME OF POKER.
IT'S YOUR BET, ARTHUR.
I'M JUST NOT SURE WHAT TO DO, SIR.
WELL, DO SOMETHING. WE HAVEN'T GOT ALL DAY.
ALL RIGHT, THEN.
I'LL BET...
2 SHILLINGS.
2 SHILLINGS.
RIGHT.
HOW MANY CARDS YOU WANT?
HOW MANY CAN I TAKE?
AS MANY AS YOU LIKE.
CAN I TAKE FIVE?
YEAH. FIVE'S GOOD.
I'LL STAND.
ME TOO.
I'LL TAKE ONE.
ALL RIGHT, ARTHUR, WHAT DO YOU GOT?
I BELIEVE IT'S CALLED A ROYAL FLUSH.
INSTEAD OF LOSING,
YOUNG ARTHUR KEPT ADDING TO THE WINNINGS
OF ROBERT EDWARDS.
I'LL CALL.
ANOTHER FULL HOUSE.
I KNOW.
I'VE NEVER BEEN SO LUCKY IN MY WHOLE LIFE.
I'M THROUGH.
ME TOO.
YOU CLEANED ME OUT.
IT MAKES NO SENSE.
HE NEVER PLAYS POKER, AND HE BEATS US LIKE HE DID.
HOW'D YOU DO IT, HUH?
YOU WERE CHEATING, WEREN'T YOU?
NO, I SWEAR. I DON'T KNOW HOW IT HAPPENED.
NED, TAKE IT EASY.
THE LAD DIDN'T CHEAT.
WE LOST. THAT'S ALL THERE IS TO IT.
I THOUGHT YOU SAID YOU DIDN'T KNOW
HOW TO PLAY POKER THAT WELL.
I DON'T.
I USED TO WATCH ME FATHER PLAY,
BEFORE HE LEFT ME AND ME MUM.
YOU LEARNED FROM YOUR DAD?
YES, SIR. MUM SAID HE WAS A CHEATER.
IN FACT, HE LOST HIS LEFT EYE
FOR CHEATING IN A GAME.
THAT'S WHY I'D NEVER CHEAT.
HIS LEFT EYE?
WHAT WAS HIS NAME?
HIS NAME?
WELL, THAT WOULD BE ROBERT EDWARDS.
WHAT HAPPENED HERE?
WAS IT JUST A COINCIDENCE THAT YOUNG ARTHUR GOT LUCKY
AT A GAME HE RARELY PLAYED,
OR WAS HE HUSTLING HIS FELLOW PLAYERS?
THEN AGAIN, MAYBE THE SPIRIT OF HIS DEAD FATHER
WANTED TO PERFORM AT LEAST ONE GOOD DEED
FOR A SON HE HAD ABANDONED,
EVEN IF HE HAD TO PERFORM IT FROM THE OTHER SIDE.
IF YOU'RE SEEKING CLUES
ABOUT WHETHER THIS BIZARRE CARD GAME
IS TRUE OR FALSE, DON'T LOOK AT ME.
I'VE BEEN TRAINED TO KEEP A POKER FACE.
WE'LL FIND OUT IF THIS STORY IS TRUE OR FALSE
AT THE END OF OUR SHOW.
NEXT, A TERRIFYING DREAM SEEMS TO COME TRUE
ON "BEYOND BELIEF: FACT OR FICTION?"
HAVE YOU NOTICED HOW MANY SUCCESSFUL RESTAURANTS
ARE THEME-BASED THESE DAYS?
THESE NEW EATING ESTABLISHMENTS
CREATE ENTIRE WORLDS AROUND THEIR FOOD.
IT CAN OFTEN MAKE FOR A UNIQUE DINING EXPERIENCE,
HEAVY ON THE FUN.
THERE'S A NEW THEME RESTAURANT IN MELANIE GRAYSON'S TOWN,
BUT FUN ISN'T WHAT MELANIE ASSOCIATES WITH IT.
ITS THEME IS--
WELL, IN MELANIE'S VIEW, ITS THEME IS TERROR.
THIS IS HOW MY NIGHTMARE STARTED
EVERY NIGHT.
I'M INSIDE A GLASS ELEVATOR
IN THE HIGHEST BUILDING IN TOWN.
THE ELEVATOR GETS STUCK, AND THEN...
AAH!
AAH!
SOMEBODY HELP ME!
NO!
AAH!
AAH!
MEL, MEL, HONEY, IT'S DAD.
SWEETIE, WAKE UP. MEL.
YOU OKAY?
I DON'T KNOW WHAT IT IS, DAD.
IT'S THAT ELEVATOR DREAM AGAIN.
HONEY, HAVEN'T I ALWAYS TOLD YOU,
JUST TAKE A BAD DREAM AND THROW IT OUT THE WINDOW?
NOT THIS ONE. IT'S TERRIFYING.
I'M TRAPPED IN AN ELEVATOR,
AND THERE'S THIS MAN, AND HE'S REACHING FOR ME,
AND THERE'S NO WAY OUT.
WELL, THERE'S ALWAYS A WAY OUT,
EVEN IN AN ELEVATOR.
YOU KNOW, WHEN THEY BUILT THE THING,
THE CONSTRUCTION WORKERS HAD TO MOVE UP AND DOWN,
AND THERE'S ALWAYS A TELEPHONE AND SAFETY CABLES.
SO YOU'RE SAYING THERE IS NO TRAP?
THAT'S RIGHT.
THERE'S ALWAYS A WAY OUT,
AND IF YOU KEEP YOUR COOL, YOU'LL FIND IT.
AAH! AAH!
I LOVE THAT PART.
YOU LOVE ANYTHING
THAT SCARES THE CRAP OUT OF YOU.
WHICH REMINDS ME--
I KNOW WHAT I WANT TO DO FOR MY BIRTHDAY.
OOH, WHAT?
I MADE RESERVATIONS FOR US AT ABOVE THE CLOUDS.
THAT RESTAURANT WAS
ON THE HIGHEST FLOOR OF A SKYSCRAPER,
AND IT HAD GLASS ELEVATORS JUST LIKE IN MY DREAM.
AAH!
AAH!
THAT'S A REALLY TRENDY RESTAURANT.
CAN I WEAR THIS LITTLE--
IT'S AT THE TOP OF THE HARBOR TOWER, ISN'T IT?
YEAH.
IT'S ONLY THE TALLEST BUILDING IN THE ENTIRE TOWN.
PERFECT.
MELANIE?
EARTH TO MELANIE.
OH, SORRY. I WAS JUST--
I WAS THINKING,
WHY DON'T WE TAKE YOU TO THAT PLACE AT THE BEACH?
OH, LIKE MY 16th BIRTHDAY
AT THAT STUPID SEAFOOD RESTAURANT?
THAT WAS SO BORING,
I ALMOST FELL ASLEEP IN THE CHOWDER.
TRUST ME, NOBODY FALLS ASLEEP AT ABOVE THE CLOUDS,
UNLESS THEY'RE ALREADY DEAD.
THOSE WEREN'T THE WORDS I NEEDED TO HEAR.
THAT NIGHT I HAD THE DREAM AGAIN.
AAH!
AAH!
SOMEHOW, WITH DAD'S HELP, I MADE IT TO THE PARTY.
I EVEN RODE UP IN THE ELEVAT WITH NO PROBLEM.
I WAS ACTUALLY HAVING FUN.
SO, WHO'S THE BIRTHDAY GIRL?
ME.
OH, WELL, THEN YOU GET A FREE DESSERT.
WELL, IN THAT CASE, IT'S ALL OF OUR BIRTHDAYS.
OH, WHAT A COINCIDENCE.
WELL, THEN FREE DESSERTS FOR ALL OF YOU.
WHAT?
NOTHING.
THE RESTAURANT WAS SO COOL.
I HADN'T EVEN BEEN THINKING ABOUT THE FACT THAT
I HAD TO ACTUALLY RIDE THAT ELEVATOR DOWN, TOO.
I WAS FEELING PRETTY GOOD ABOUT IT
L I ACTUALLY GOT INSIDE THE DOOR.
THEN THE OLD FEAR STARTED TO COME BACK.
PRESS THE BUTTON, MELANIE.
WE DON'T WANT TO BE HERE ALL DAY.
OH, SORRY.
OH, MAN.
I WAS DEFINITELY TENSE,
BUT SO FAR, MY NIGHTMARE WASN'T COMING TRUE.
BUT THEN, THE ELEVATOR-- IT STARTED TO SLOW DOWN,
AND I RELIVED THE DREAM IN MY MIND AGAIN.
AAH!
THEN IT STOPPED JUST LIKE IN MY NIGHTMARE.
WHAT'S HAPPENING?
WHAT'S GOING ON?
AAH!
OH, MY GOD, GUYS, WE'RE STUCK.
WE'RE STUCK.
WE'RE STUCK?
THE IMAGES OF THE DREAM KEPT FLOODING MY BRAIN,
BUT I FOUGHT THEM OFF WITH THE SOUND OF MY FATHER'S VOICE.
Dad's voice: THERE'S ALWAYS A WAY OUT.
I WAS SUDDENLY THE LEADER.
KEEP YOUR COOL.
HOW DO WE GET OUT?
I KNOW THERE'S SOMETHING.
OH, MY GOD.
THERE'S GOT TO BE A WAY OUT OF HERE, OKAY?
UM, HOW DO WE GET OUT? HOW DO WE GET OUT?
THIS IS OUR WAY OUT.
THERE'S A PHONE. THERE'S A PHONE.
DAMN. IT'S DEAD.
IT'S DEAD?
WE'RE STUCK UP HERE! OH, MY GOD!
SOMEBODY HELP US!
JUST BREATHE, ANNIE.
BREATHE, ANNIE, BREATHE.
HOW DO WE GET OUT?
HELLO? WE'RE MOVING.
WE'RE MOVING AGAIN.
SE WE'RE MOVING. IT'S ALL RIGHT.
OKAY.
THE POWER JUST WENT OUT.
AAH!
Dad's voice: THERE'S ALWAYS A WAY OUT.
THE POWER JUST WENT OUT!
THE DOORS AREN'T GOING TO OPEN!
JUST BREATHE. IT'S GOING TO BE ALL RIGHT.
I PROMISE YOU. I PROMISE. IT'S GOING TO BE OKAY.
IS IT OPENING? OH, MY GOD!
HELP US!
SOMEBODY HELP!
HELP! PLEASE!
WE'RE NOT GOING TO GET OUT!
THEN, SAME AS IN MY DREAM, I SAW THE DOOR OPEN
AND THE HAND REACH IN,
AND THEN I KNEW WHAT IT ALL REALLY MEANT.
HELLO, LADIES. IF YOU GRAB MY HAND ONE BY ONE,
I'LL GET YOU OUT OF HERE.
WHY DON'T YOU TAKE THE BIRTHDAY GIRL?
SHE'S GOT A THING FOR FIREMEN.
LIKE YOU DON'T.
WELL, NOT TILL TODAY.
MY FATHER WAS RIGHT. THERE'S ALWAYS A WAY OUT.
WHAT'S THE EXPLANATION HERE?
WAS THIS REALLY A PREMONITION THAT CAME TRUE,
OR DID THE ELEVATOR SIMPLY MALFUNCTION?
BUT THEN HOW DO YOU EXPLAIN
THE EXACT PARALLELS TO MELANIE'S DREAM?
IS THIS A STORY WHOSE ROOTS ARE PLANTED
FIRMLY ON THE GROUND FLOOR OF REALITY,
OR ARE THE WRITERS FLOATING FABLES ABOVE THE CLOUDS?
WE'LL FIND OUT IF THIS STORY IS TRUE OR FALSE
AT THE END OF OUR SHOW.
NEXT, A BROKEN RELATIONSHIP AND A MYSTERIOUS COINCIDENCE
ON "BEYOND BELIEF: FACT OR FICTION?"
DO YOU USE A SCREEN SAVER FOR YOUR COMPUTER?
MANUFACTURERS RECOMMEND THAT IF YOU LEAVE YOUR COMPUTER ON
FOR EXTENDED PERIODS OF TIME, A SCREEN SAVER IS A GOOD IDEA.
AND THERE ARE LOTS
OF SCREEN SAVERS AVAILABLE TODAY,
AS MANY AS THERE ARE VARIETIES OF CALENDARS.
IN FACT, YOU CAN MAKE YOUR OWN PERSONAL SCREEN SAVER
WITH PHOTOS OF YOUR CLOSEST FRIENDS
AND FAMILY.
MAGGIE GORDON AND RICKY HART ARE BOTH COMPUTER USERS,
BUT THEY DON'T NEED A SAVER FOR THEIR SCREEN.
THEY NEED ONE FOR THEIR RELATIONSHIP.
RICKY AND I HAD BEEN LIVING TOGETHER IN DETROIT
FOR FIVE YEARS.
WE HAD OUR UPS AND DOWNS, LIKE ANY COUPLE,
BUT LATELY I HAD REACHED MY BREAKING POINT.
WHAT?
NOTHING.
I FELT LIKE I COULDN'T COUNT ON RICKY FOR ANYTHING.
HE JUST REFUSED TO GROW UP.
THE NIGHT BEFORE, I HAD MADE A SPECIAL DINNER
TO CELEBRATE OUR FIFTH ANNIVERSARY.
HE FORGOT ALL ABOUT IT
AND WENT PARTYING WITH HIS FRIENDS AGAIN.
HE HAD HURT ME ONE TIME TOO MANY.
YOU SURE YOU WANT ME TO GO?
I CAN'T LIVE LIKE THIS ANYMORE, RICKY.
I'M TIRED OF WAITING UP AND WONDERING WHERE YOU ARE,
IF YOU'RE ALL RIGHT.
I'M TIRED OF EXCUSES.
IT'S JUST NO GOOD ANYMORE.
I'M STILL IN LOVE WITH YOU, MAGGIE.
I'M SORRY, RICKY.
I'M NOT IN LOVE WITH YOU ANYMORE.
OKAY.
I'LL COME BACK TOMORROW
AND GET THE REST OF MY STUFF.
WHAT I HAD ONCE WANTED WAS TO MARRY RICKY
AND START A FAMILY, BUT HE COULDN'T COMMIT.
AFTER ALL THE PAIN, I HAD COME TO THE CONCLUSION
THAT IT WAS BETTER FOR BOTH OF US JUST TO END IT.
RICKY CAME BACK THE NEXT NIGHT TO GET THE REST OF HIS THINGS,
BUT I WAS GONE.
I DIDN'T WANT TO BE THERE WHEN HE SHOWED UP.
I COULDN'T FACE HIM AGAIN.
I HAD LEFT HIM A NOTE AND AN OLD PICTURE OF US
ON THE KITCHEN TABLE.
"TO REMIND YOU OF HAPPIER TIMES.
GOODBYE."
BYE, MAGGIE.
I LEFT DETROIT SHORTLY AFTER MY BREAKUP WITH RICKY.
THERE WERE JUST TOO MANY MEMORIES.
I WANTED TO START OVER AS FAR AWAY AS I COULD,
SO I MOVED TO WEST HOLLYWOOD, CALIFORNIA.
I GOT A GOOD JOB AS A PARALEGAL
AND I MADE SOME NEW FRIENDS, BUT THE DISTANCE COULDN'T ERASE
THE FEELINGS I STILL HAD FOR RICKY.
COME ON, GIRL.
LET'S GO OUT TONIGHT AND PARTY A LITTLE.
I DON'T REALLY FEEL LIKE GOING OUT TONIGHT, TASHA.
YOU NEVER FEEL LIKE GOING OUT.
ALL YOU WANT TO DO
IS SIT AROUND YOUR APARTMENT AND MOPE.
IT'S LIKE YOU'RE IN MOURNING OR SOMETHING.
FORGET ABOUT THAT GUY IN DETROIT. HE'S OVER.
I CAN'T.
GIRL, IT'S BEEN SIX MONTHS.
THAT'S A LONG TIME.
YOU'VE GOT TO MOVE ON.
WHAT IF RICKY WAS THE LOVE OF MY LIFE
AND I JUST LET HIM GO?
COME OUT WITH ME TONIGHT
AND YOU'LL MEET THE NEXT GREAT LOVE OF YOUR LIFE.
I MET TWO GREAT LOVES OF MY LIFE JUST LAST WEEK.
I'M NOT YOU, TASHA.
LOOK, I KNOW YOU'RE HURTING,
AND I'M SORRY.
WHEN YOU'RE READY TO GO BACK OUT INTO THE WORLD,
LET ME KNOW.
I TRIED TO MOVE ON,
BUT I COULDN'T GET RICKY OUT OF MY HEAD.
I EVEN WENT OUT CLUBBING TH TASHA ONE NIGHT.
ALL I DID WAS WATCH HER DANCE AND THINK ABOUT RICKY'S FACE.
HE LOOKED SO SAD THE LAST TIME I SAW HIM.
CHLOE.
HI, IT'S MAGGIE.
YEAH, I'M FINE.
NO, I'M STILL IN CALIFORNIA.
IT'S FABULOUS. EVERYTHING'S GREAT.
I CAN'T BELIEVE IT'S BEEN A WHOLE YEAR.
I WAS JUST WONDERING...
DO YOU EVER BUMP INTO RICKY?
NO, I'M OVER HIM. I'M JUST--
I WAS JUST WONDERING HOW HE WAS DOING.
I CALLED A COUPLE MORE OLD FRIENDS IN DETROIT
TO SEE IF ANY OF THEM KNEW ABOUT RICKY,
BUT NO ONE HAD EVEN SEEN HIM.
HE'D JUST SEEMED TO DROP OUT OF SIGHT.
I DECIDED TO TAKE SOME NIGHT CLASSES
AND GET BACK ON TRACK TOWARD MY LAW DEGREE.
BETWEEN MY CLASSES AND MY PARALEGAL JOB,
I DEPENDED ON MY LAPTOP COMPUTER FOR JUST ABOUT EVERYTHING,
SO WHEN IT CRASHED, I NEEDED TO GET IT FIXED RIGHT AWAY.
IT ONLY TOOK THE REPAIR SHOP A COUPLE OF DAYS,
BUT I WAS ALREADY WAY BEHIND IN MY WORK.
I DIDN'T REALIZE THAT IN A FEW SECONDS,
I WAS GOING TO GET THE SURPRISE OF MY LIFE.
WHAT I SAW WHEN THE COMPUTER BOOTED UP
STILL GIVES ME GOOSE BUMPS TODAY.
IT CAN'T BE.
WHERE DID THAT COME FROM?
IT WAS THE SAME PICTURE I LEFT BEHIND FOR RICKY,
BUT WHAT WAS IT DOING ON MY LAPTOP?
I BROUGHT MY COMPUTER BACK TO THE REPAIR SHOP.
I HAD TO FIND OUT HOW THIS HAPPENED.
YOU WANT TO CHECK OVER THERE,
COME BACK WHEN YOU HAVE SOME REAL QUESTIONS.
THANK YOU.
THERE. THERE IT IS.
OKAY.
SO...
WHAT'S THE PROBLEM?
I WANT TO KNOW WHY THAT PICTURE IS ON MY LAPTOP.
WAIT A MINUTE.
WHAT'S YOUR NAME?
MAGGIE GORDON.
OH.
I'VE BEEN WAITING FOR YOU.
THERE WAS A SCREW-UP.
SOME OTHER DUDE GOT YOUR LAPTOP,
AND YOU GOT HIS.
WHO-- WHOSE DID I GET?
SOME DUDE.
HE WAS IN L.A. ON BUSINESS.
I THINK HE LIVES IN VENTURA COUNTY.
ARE YOU KIDDING? VENTURA COUNTY?
LISTEN, I THINK I KNOW THIS GUY.
CAN YOU GIVE ME HIS ADDRESS?
NO, I CAN'T.
IT'S AGAINST STORE POLICY.
LOOK, YOU DON'T UNDERSTAND.
I USED TO LIVE WITH THIS GUY.
I'M SORRY. I COULD LOSE MY JOB.
I FELT DESPERATE, SO I OPENED UP TO HIM.
PLEASE?
LOOK, I USED TO BE IN LOVE WITH THIS GUY.
I THINK I STILL AM.
I'M STILL IN LOVE WITH YOU, TOO, MAGGIE.
RICKY.
I MISSED YOU SO MUCH.
ME TOO.
SO I GUESS THIS MEANS YOU DON'T NEED HIS ADDRESS.
WAS THIS JUST A CHANCE MEETING OF TWO FORMER LOVERS,
OR WAS THERE A HIGHER POWER AT WORK HERE?
HOW ELSE DO YOU EXPLAIN
BOTH PEOPLE USING THE SAME COMPUTER REPAIR SHOP
OR THE SWITCHING OF THE COMPUTERS
OR THE OLD PHOTO?
IS THIS STORY OF THE COMPUTER THAT REUNITED A COUPLE
AN OPEN DISPLAY OF HONESTY,
OR ARE WE HIDING BEHIND A SCREEN OF DECEPTION?
NEXT, YOU'LL FIND OUT
WHICH OF OUR STORIES ARE FACT AND WHICH ARE FICTION
WHEN "BEYOND BELIEF" RETURNS.
NOW LET'S LOOK BACK AT TONIGHT'S STORIES
AND FIND OUT WHICH ONES ARE INSPIRED BY ACTUAL EVENTS
AND WHICH ONES ARE TOTALLY FALSE.
LET'S REVIEW THE STORY
OF THE BLOODY HAND THAT POINTED TO A KILLER.
TURN IT OFF.
TURN IT OFF.
WHOA.
I SAID TURN IT OFF!
NO. NO.
YOU SET ME UP. YOU SET ME UP!
WHAT ARE YOU TALKING ABOUT?
YOU KNEW IT WAS ME AS SOON AS I WALKED IN!
DO YOU THINK THIS STORY REALLY HAPPENED?
NOT ON YOUR LIFE. IT'S A LIE.
WHAT WAS YOUR OPINION OF THE DOLL
WHO WITNESSED THE HOUSEKEEPER'S DEADLY CRIME?
NO, NO, DON'T KILL MOMMY AND DADDY, MISS ROBINSON.
UH, I DON'T UNDERSTAND.
WHY DID SHE SAY THAT?
WHY DID YOU KILL THEM, MISS ROBINSON?
WHAT ARE YOU SAYING?
SHE'S LYING!
HEIDI'S LYING!
THIS ONE IS OBVIOUSLY FAKE, RIGHT?
WRONG. IT HAPPENED.
A SIMILAR STORY OCCURRED
IN THE STATE OF NEW JERSEY ABOUT 20 YEARS AGO.
HOW ABOUT THE STORY OF THE BIZARRE POKER GAME
WHERE A SON RECLAIMED HIS MURDERED FATHER'S WINNINGS?
ANOTHER FULL HOUSE.
I KNOW.
I'VE NEVER BEEN SO LUCKY IN MY WHOLE LIFE.
I'M THROUGH.
ME TOO.
YOU CLEANED ME OUT.
IT MAKES NO SENSE.
HE NEVER PLAYS POKER, AND HE BEATS US LIKE HE DID.
HOW'D YOU DO IT, HUH?
YOU WERE CHEATING, WEREN'T YOU?
NO, I SWEAR. I DON'T KNOW HOW IT HAPPENED.
WAS THIS STORY BASED ON A REAL HAPPENING?
YES. OUR RESEARCH SHOWS A SIMILAR INCIDENT
TOOK PLACE IN SAN FRANCISCO IN THE 1850s.
THE TEENAGER WHOSE STRANGE DREAM TURNED OUT TO BE PROPHETIC--
HOW DID YOU JUDGE THAT ONE?
WE'RE NOT GOING TO GET OUT!
AAH!
HELLO, LADIES. IF YOU GRAB MY HAND ONE BY ONE,
I'LL GET YOU OUT OF HERE.
DID YOU THINK THIS WAS REAL?
IF YOU DID, WE GOT YOU. IT'S FALSE.
HOW ABOUT THE COUPLE
AND THE SCREEN SAVER THAT PLAYED CUPID?
LOOK, YOU DON'T UNDERSTAND.
I USED TO LIVE WITH THIS GUY.
I'M SORRY. I COULD LOSE MY JOB.
PLEASE?
LOOK, I USED TO BE IN LOVE WITH THIS GUY.
I THINK STILL AM.
I'M STILL IN LOVE WITH YOU, TOO, MAGGIE.
RICKY.
WAS THIS INSPIRED BY AN ACTUAL EVENT?
NO WAY. IT'S A WORK OF FICTION.
FACT AND FICTION--
SO CLOSE TO EACH OTHER IN THE DICTIONARY,
BUT SO FAR APART IN REALITY.
DOES ONE EVER EXIST WITHOUT THE OTHER,
OR MUST THEY ALWAYS BE FOUND SIDE BY SIDE?
AND ONCE YOU ENCOUNTER BOTH TOGETHER,
YOU OFTEN FIND THAT THE SPACE BETWEEN THEM IS SO SMALL
THAT IT'S TRULY BEYOND BELIEF.
I'M JONATHAN FRAKES.
THE STORY "BATTERED DOLL" IS TRUE,
BASED ON FIRSTHAND RESEARCH
CONDUCTED BY AUTHOR ROBERT TRALINS.
FOR "BEYOND BELIEF," THIS IS CAMPBELL LANE.
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