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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 seat.

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.

Grace!

I'm alright Minnie.

I'll come up with you.

It might help to talk.

Talk. No, Minnie.

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 it again for you in 20 minutes.

Thank you.

We'll put you in room 212.

Thank you.

Olivia, you're 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 seven.

Bye.

Yes, for 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 us 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?

This is where Grace Renford lives.

She does all her cooking in this kitchen over here.

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

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

And she does secretarial work. She 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 straitjacket. What are you 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 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, and you answered it.

Yes, but he was lonely, Minnie.

He just wanted somebody to correspond with back home.

He's an American from Boston, originally.

Oh, darling.

Minnie, he 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 and... You invited him for dinner?

Yes, tonight.

A man you'd never even seen.

But, 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

with a man you don't even know. You weren't even listening.

I am listening. You said he writes a beautiful letter. 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 who you mean?

You wouldn't believe the truth about him. 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?

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

Renford'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?

Soon.

But not tonight.

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

Listen, could you take this?

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

Hello, Grace.

Mr. Hallow... 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 us steaks.

Would you like something to drink?

Thanks, I'd like some.

Here. Let me.

Salud.

Salud.

You know, I have a wonderful feeling that I've been here before.

i remember you told me you enjoyed reading poetry elizabeth browning

swinburne christina rossetti i own this too some of these are my

favorites 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 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 in Bolivia for three years now, and it looks as if I might stay

there forever.

It's not all mountains, you know.

As a matter of fact, I have an idea about... I hope I'm not boring you.

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

Well, what really fascinates me is the timberland to the east of the mountains.

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

but... I'm sorry, the steak is tough.

I should have warned you, I'm...

I'm not a very good cook.

There's a very good flavor.

I'll get the coffee.

I

forgot

to put in the coffee.

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 still hard for me to believe that you are here.

It's just the way I... Just the way you pictured it?

Well, 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 that?

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.

It may just have been the altitude, but I... I felt as if... as

if I'd 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

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

The deal.

Then, when they put the ball into play, it looks as if everybody is running in

22 directions at once.

Only 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 one 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 for Notre Dame. 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.

I hope there are dogs and horses in heaven.

He was a great judge of dogs and horses.

And people.

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?

All Vincent wanted 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 spring 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 Bull Renford?

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

Made a fortune in shipping, wasn't it?

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?

So I'd have a rich wife.

Yes You understand why I had to pretend that I was poor Of

course I do just self-preservation 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

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.

Did you hear what I said?

Yeah, yeah. You married a guy named Vincent.

Minnie thinks that every man that looks at me twice is a fortune hunter.

She thinks she has a way of making me see the truth about people.

Did you see the truth about Vincent?

Not until after we were married.

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?

Yes.

So, you tested me.

Did I pass?

With flying 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, though.

Put it on my finger.

A little ring like that? No, it would mean more to me.

Please.

Bolivia.

We're 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 some Bolivians, 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. Tomás González's wife's an American.

Well, who isn't? Thomas 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, Thomas and I are thinking of going into business

together. 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.

Every last dime if she wants.

But not on me.

Nobody buys me a job.

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 better remember to tell her to boil all the water.

You'll fly down for the wedding.

And who knows, maybe you'll like it so much you'll 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.

Keith, 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.

When I see 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.

One that gave you the shivers.

Beyond the sea of death, love lies forever.

Keith, 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.

Had wonderful flying weather all the way.

Now I'm at the Gonsalves house and have told Tomas and Mary our good news.

Mary's going to start tomorrow trying to find a housekeeper for us, and I'm going

to look for the house.

So, after a week of shopping, I think I've found a dress to be married in at

last. It's not really a wedding dress, of course, but I thought it would be

useful to wear later on for small dinner parties.

Incidentally, I've learned the proper way to broil a steak.

So 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.

Cable Graham for Renford. Yes.

A cablegram for you, Miss Grace.

It's from Keith. He's taken the house.

I knew it would be this weekend.

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

It's from Thomas Gonsalves.

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.

There are certain words one hesitates to use on television.

I refer once again to that nasty word, reality.

It is here again, this time in the form of a station break, after which we shall

return once again to our world of make-believe.

You touched it again.

I brought the mail. Thanks, Minnie.

It's a gorgeous day.

How about you and me 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. It's just an advertisement.

You get 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 forever.

Minnie, 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?

Why, Dr. Shankar is still in a hotel.

Room 311.

He has gone out to 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.

Where there is darkness, there is light.

The grave.

Too wide.

A grave.

Touch me.

Give me your hands.

I reach beyond the boundary.

Do not deny me.

Dr. Shankar?

Ah, 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.

Good.

Now, Miss Renford.

You must tell me what happened.

Don't you know?

I assure you know.

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

careful, sir. Thank you. Very good.

Now, Miss Renford.

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.

He said it was wide and deep.

Could he have meant... What is it?

My fiancé was killed in an explosion.

In a mine under tons of dirt.

Keith!

Keith, it was you!

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

Grace, 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. I believe in the hereafter.

What I'm concerned with is the here and now.

How much money are you paying this doctor?

Nothing.

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

You don't have to believe it, Minnie.

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?

Turn 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.

How, Keith?

Closer to you, how?

How?

He wants me to come closer to him. How?

How? Tell me.

Why are you so late, dear? Come along.

I told Cook we'd wait with lunch.

I'm sorry, I should have telephoned. Minnie?

Minnie, the most wonderful thing has happened.

I'm to be allowed to help.

Help? In Shankara's work.

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 the 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.

If only I'd gone with him.

But that's wrong.

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 send for me.

We were to be married there.

He worked in a chemical plant.

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.

There's no question about it.

Herbert and Keith are one and the same.

I don't believe you.

Oh, I know it's hard, dear, but you must face it.

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

just 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 Chankara.

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.

All right, 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,

and a few 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.

Grace. Grace, may I come in?

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

Give me that.

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.

All your... You shouldn't have done it, Minnie.

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, Betty, and you took him away from me.

Why'd you take him away from me?

Why?

It is my duty to report that Miss Renford eventually paid for her crime,

but a sympathetic jury recognized that there were mitigating circumstances.

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

That is not ink, by the way. It is blood.

We plan to call the show The Bleeding Point.

Next week we shall return with another story. And if you wish to see scenes

from that production, please keep your eyes glued to this spot.