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[music]

>> When a man shuts himself off from his

neighbors,

when he conducts mysterious experiments

behind locked doors, there's bound to be

talk.

There were those who whispered that old

Dirk Van Prin was a sorcerer and worse.

He might never have been remembered at

all had not his research led him to the

discovery

of a most unusual formula for making

glass.

>> Mr. Van Prin, it's Mrs. Ames.

>> What do you want?

>> The silversmith left a package for you.

>> Just leave it outside the door, please.

>> Can I bring up your supper now, Mr. Van

Prin?

>> Never mind. Just leave the house.

>> Oh, you ought to take something, Mr. Van

Prin. I'll fetch up some nourishing soup

before I go. It's really no trouble.

You haven't had a bite all day.

>> Good night, Mrs. Ames.

>> Yes, sir. Good night.

>> [music]

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>> Dirk Van Brin hanged himself before

dawn.

His story might have ended there if he'd

had the courage to smash those

spectacles.

But like many another scientist, he

couldn't bear to destroy his own

creation.

Too bad.

Because years later, others tried them

on.

In The Cheaters, our story for tonight,

a junk man named Joe Henshaw, played by

Mr. Paul Newlan,

>> [music]

>> a little old-fashioned lady named Marion

Alcott, played by Miss Mildred Dannock,

>> [music]

>> her nephew, Percy Dean,

played by Mr. Jack Weston,

and finally,

a man who discovered the real purpose of

the spectacles, Sebastian Grimm,

played by Mr. Harry Towns.

What they saw through those yellowed old

lenses, they never forgot.

And neither will you, my friends,

because as sure as name's Boris Karloff,

this

is a thriller.

>> [music]

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>> What do you want to load up on more junk

for? Store's full of it now.

Just have a lot of raggedy old clothes

and some busted up furniture. That's

junk.

How much did you bid?

>> Not much.

>> How much, Joe?

>> A hundred dollars.

>> A hundred dollars?

You promised me we'd unload this crummy

place, get into a decent business.

>> Hey, you want to take it easy. The kid's

coming.

>> I don't care who's coming. How are we

ever going to get out of here? You keep

spending every DIME ON MORE JUNK.

>> NO MORE, MAGGIE. Not in front of the kid

again, you hear? No more.

>> Hey, Joe.

>> Hey, how are you, Maggie?

>> Morning, Charlie.

>> Here's your mail.

>> Why don't you admit it, Joe, and get

yourself a pair of glasses?

>> I see what I need to see.

>> Yeah. Maybe we ought to leave it that

way.

Sit down, Charlie. I'll pour you some

coffee.

>> Hey, that's great. I didn't get a chance

to get any breakfast.

>> You eat on your own time. You go get the

truck.

>> Okay, Joe.

Where are we going?

>> Joe's bought another blind lot from the

city.

>> Maggie.

>> Paid a hundred dollars. And I'll bet no

other salvage operator bothered to bid

on it.

But my Joe's got sporting blood. My

Joe's a gambler. Hi, Joe.

>> Where is the stuff?

>> The old Bleeker house.

>> The Bleek- why that place IS 200 YEARS

OLD. WHY IT'S BEEN BAD luck since BEFORE

THE FIRST WAR.

>> YOU KEEP YOUR MOUTH SHUT? You just do

your job and let me run my business.

>> Wait a minute, Joe. I didn't say

anything. Did I Did I say anything,

Maggie?

>> You leave Charlie alone.

You want to pick on somebody, pick on

me.

>> I'm warning you. Not again in front of

the kid.

>> Hey, hey, you two. Knock it off, huh?

Maybe Joe's got a good idea.

>> Fat chance.

>> Well, I heard of a salvager one time

that found a half a million dollars in

war bonds in an old house.

Confederate war bonds.

>> Go get the truck.

>> [laughter]

>> Yes, sure, Joe.

>> Keep your eye on him, Charlie. You find

something that double I want to know

about it.

>> That's fine talk from a wife.

Maggie,

will you listen?

I bid that place because Della Handy

down at city hall would

tip me off.

Della Handy said up in the attic there

was some old furniture. Maybe there's

some real antique pieces.

>> Charlie's waiting.

>> Maggie, you got to take a chance once in

a while. Maybe our luck will change.

>> From bad to worse.

>> Look what's happened to you, Maggie.

Ever since I hired that kid you've been

treating me like dirt.

>> Oh, don't start that again.

>> All right.

We'll settle this later.

>> [music]

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>> It's going to cost you money to haul

this stuff to the dump.

>> Who asked you to worry?

>> Possible.

Hey, maybe the valuable stuff's in here.

>> Joe, look at all these old books. Maybe

there's some rare editions here.

>> Looks like another load for the dump.

>> Maybe we can get something for this old

desk.

>> Some deal. You ought to sue the city,

Joe.

>> Advice from you I don't need.

>> Yeah.

Maggie's going to froth and foam when

she hears about this.

>> Why don't you go and tell her? GO ON,

GET OUT OF HERE.

GET OUT.

>> OKAY, JOE.

>> [music]

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[bell]

>> WHAT'S ALL THIS?

>> Happy birthday, darling.

>> But it's not my birthday.

>> Oh, please don't spoil it, Joe, dear.

I know your birthday was last week and I

forgot. Now I want to make it up to you.

And Joe,

I'm sorry for the way I acted this

morning.

>> You're You're sorry?

What's happened? Did that kid tell you I

found a basket full of diamonds or

something in the open?

>> Charlie said it was nothing but rubbish.

And all of a sudden I realized how

disappointed you must have been

and how rotten I've been.

Rotten and unselfish, Joe.

And I'm sorry.

>> Oh, well.

You know, maybe I've I haven't been so

easy to live with, either.

>> Go wash up now. Dinner will be ready in

a little while.

Where'd you get those funny old

cheaters, Joe?

>> Uh at the baker place.

>> Oh.

You're ruining your eyes wearing

somebody else's glasses.

>> What happened to the other letter,

Maggie? There was four here this

morning.

>> It's only a bill from the gas company.

I took care of it for you.

You old fool.

If you hadn't been too cheap to buy a

pair of glasses, I'd have lost the

pleasure of facing you.

>> [music]

>> Huh?

>> If you hadn't been too busy to buy a

pair of glasses,

I'd have lost the pleasure of spoiling

you.

>> [bell]

>> Enjoy it while you can, Joe.

Tomorrow you'll be dead.

>> [bell]

>> What?

>> Enjoy it while you can, dear. Tomorrow

you'll be dead tired from hauling all

that rubbish.

>> [music]

>> What did you say the other bill was

from?

>> From the gas company.

They want to buy this property, Joe.

For [bell] a lot OF MONEY.

>> HAPPY BIRTHDAY, JOE. I BROUGHT YOU A JUG

of your favorite poison.

>> And if this doesn't kill you, I will,

egg man.

>> And if this doesn't fill you up, I'll

flip, man, cuz it cost ME A BUNDLE.

>> [laughter]

>> WHAT'S THE MATTER, JOE? YOU SICK?

COME ON. WHAT YOU need is a little

drinky. How about it, Maggie?

>> Oh, I don't know, Charlie. The doctor

said IT

>> HEY, COME ON. IT'S HIS BIRTHDAY.

>> Just one then.

>> You should have been an actress, baby.

>> Fill his right to the top, honey.

The quicker we get him drunk, the

quicker we get him over the old house.

>> Hey, come on, Joe.

There's pie in your eye.

>> Many happy returns, darling.

>> The three of us are going on a midnight

treasure hunt, Joe.

>> You're going to have a nasty accident,

darling.

>> If I tumble down the stairs, don't kid

me, I'll club you with a board.

You'll leave the same kind of marks.

Come on.

Have another.

>> Charlie, I said just one.

>> Oh, COME ON. DON'T BE A PARTY POOPER.

>> HONEY,

this is one party I wouldn't spoil for

the world.

>> You're beautiful, Maggie.

In a few hours, you'll be all mine.

>> I never thought it'd be so exciting.

Gee, I love you, Charlie.

>> Uh Charlie, you uh

you got an education?

>> Sure.

>> What does uh

v e r i

t a s What does that mean?

>> Well, it's veritas. It's uh It's Latin.

It means truth. Truth.

>> Where you going, Joe?

>> Oh, I'm going to put the truck in the

garage.

>> Oh, wait a minute, Joe. Look, sit down,

will you? I mean, I Look, I I didn't get

a truck, huh?

>> No, you uh you got your fancy clothes

on.

It's too bad.

>> Look, what does he mean, "Too bad. I got

my fancy clothes on. Too bad.

>> Who knows what that stupid old coat

means?

>> Wait a minute, honey. Wait a minute. I'm

not sure.

>> You're losing your nerve?

>> No, no.

It's

It's only that

>> It's only what, darling?

>> Maggie, Maggie, what you do to me?

>> [music]

[screaming]

[screaming]

[screaming]

>> Joe.

Why?

Jesus.

Jesus.

>> You don't do something like this just

because your wife's been cheating on

you, Joe.

>> [music]

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>> I'm not imagining it, Clarence. She's

put something into my tea.

I'm not a complete fool. No matter what

Oliver and Ed would think, I'd know when

my tea's [music] been drugged.

Because today's Thursday. Her bridge

club [music] meets downstairs every

Thursday, and every Thursday after lunch

I get so sleepy. I have to stay in bed.

Oh, any simple fool could see why

[music] she doesn't want me.

She's afraid I'll meet her friends.

Speak my mind.

No, I'm not ungrateful.

I'm completely aware of the sacrifice

Olive and Edward

gone to become here and look after me

since [music] Mr. Alcott's death.

But there's no excuse for keeping me a

prisoner in my own home.

I'm hungry, Clarence.

Diet? Oh, pooh.

My heart's perfectly normal. It's just

that I

I get a little out of breath sometimes.

[music]

Here she comes. Please, promise me

you'll come back this evening.

Bless you.

Bless you, Clarence.

At least I have one friend left.

>> Enjoy your lunch, Mother Alcott?

Oh, I see you drank all your tea.

>> Wouldn't you be disappointed if I

hadn't?

>> Dr. Richards would be disappointed,

dear. You know what he said about

keeping up your liquid intake.

Sleepy?

>> No.

>> Oh.

Will you try closing your eyes for a

little while? And if you can't nap, you

just ring and I'll help you downstairs.

>> I wouldn't intrude on your bridge party,

Olive.

>> Oh, you'd be an asset to any party,

Mother Alcott.

>> [music]

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>> May I help you?

>> These are lovely.

I don't see the color I require.

>> What color are you looking for?

>> Yellow.

Bright yellow.

>> I'll see if we have any in stock.

>> Oh, dear.

No.

Those are horrid shades. I'm

I'm afraid I'll have to inquire

elsewhere.

>> [music]

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>> A lovely little escritoire. How much are

you asking for it, Mr. Henshaw?

>> It's sold, and my name's Bergen.

Henshaw's dead.

>> Yes.

>> Don't you read the papers? He brained

his wife and a boyfriend, and the cop

shot him. The gas company owns this

place now. They bought it from Henshaw's

relatives. They're going to put up an

office building, so I bought out his

inventory.

>> I see. Do you mind if I browse around a

bit?

>> help yourself, lady.

Oh, yeah.

Uh see something you like, lady?

>> Yes.

How much are these?

>> Uh

two bits.

>> [music]

>> Oh, Mother Alcott, we've been so

worried. It's almost 7:00.

>> You know what the doctor said about you

going out alone?

>> Where have you been?

>> If you must know, I

I've been fitted for some glasses.

>> Why? Aren't they attractive?

Don't you think so, Edward?

>> Yes, yes, very unusual.

The perfect touch for that Halloween

costume the old bat's wearing.

Just the perfect touch for the custom

look everyone's wearing.

>> I see you've been [music] shopping

again.

You doddering old thief.

Now Edward'll have to return all the

junk you've stolen.

>> It'll be the last time you'll make

trouble for me, old girl.

Your next trip will be to the morgue.

You look so pale, Mother Alcott. Let me

take you up to bed. No.

>> No, I I [music] I can manage for myself.

>> Oh, darling, we're already late. You

won't mind if Clarence brings up your

tray to you. He phoned to say he was on

his way.

>> We'll wait for him if it makes you

nervous being alone, Mother Alcott.

>> I think we should wait.

>> Oh, she'll be all right. She'll probably

make Clarence take her out night

clubbing.

Goodbye, Mother Alcott. Sweet dreams.

They'll be your last after tonight.

>> Miriam.

Miriam, it's Clarence.

Well,

how was my best girl tonight, hmm?

I hear you were out on the town this

afternoon.

>> Clarence,

they're going to kill me.

>> No, no, no, Miriam, that's no way to

talk.

>> No, it's true.

>> Why, this looks delicious.

>> Clarence,

as trustee of my late husband's estate,

it's your duty to listen to me.

>> Now, where would you like to sit?

And what's wrong with right here by the

fire, hmm?

>> I heard them say it. I mean, I

I heard them think it. I don't know, but

I think it had something to do with

these spectacles.

>> And after you've had your supper, we'll

go downstairs

and watch TV.

Come along now, young lady.

Come.

Get your last meal.

I know just the thing to wet your

palate, a little brandy.

Now,

if you promise not to tell on me,

I'll go and find Edward's decanter.

I'm going to need a drink before I shove

you down the stairs,

you senile old scarecrow.

>> Clarence,

who inherits when I'm dead?

>> What an odd question to ask. Well, you

know. Edward and Olive, provided they

maintain you in this house as long as

you live, which won't be long, Miriam.

And for arranging your fatal accident,

by giving half to me.

Oh, Miriam, you're ill. You do need a

stimulant.

I'll be right back.

>> [music]

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>> You know, there's one thing I've always

admired about Edwin.

He keeps excellent brandy.

>> It's a status symbol for him, I suppose.

>> And yet he never touches it himself.

[music]

I've said it once, I've said it a

hundred times.

Unbend a little, Edwin. Live, live,

live, live.

Well, you're not going to let your

generation down, are you, Miriam? You

know how to live.

>> [music]

>> But you're overdoing it a bit, you old

hag.

What's wrong, Miriam? Aren't you going

to join me?

Ah, Miriam.

You're not going to let an old friend

drink by himself.

Take it.

I don't want any trouble pushing you

down the stairs.

Miriam.

>> [laughter]

>> What is most precious between friends,

Clarence?

The truth.

>> [laughter]

>> Here comes my lord.

Cha-cha.

Here comes my lady.

Limbo, limbo.

So divine. He pours himself a glass of

wine.

Clarence.

You're not saying anything.

Dear, sweet Clarence.

Always ready to listen to

an old lady's troubles.

And my head's going round and round and

round and round.

>> [music]

[music]

[music]

>> Well, I still think we're rushing

things.

>> Oh, nonsense. It's It's been nearly a

year since Clarence and the old lady

died. People have found other things to

talk about.

>> I wonder.

>> Well, they all accepted, didn't they?

>> Well, they'd come once,

out of curiosity if for no other reason.

>> Well, I couldn't care less, as long as

Torgeson enjoys himself.

Doesn't know it yet, Alice, but he's

going to sponsor me into the Gentry

Club. I intend to be somebody in this

town, and Torgeson will be my advocate.

It's why I invited Sebastian Grimm and

his wife.

>> Sebastian Grimm? That writer?

Why, he's nothing but a uh

>> A dissolute bounder, yes.

Yes, that's how dear sweet Mother

Abigail would have characterized him.

Well, he's a necessary evil to my plan

for the evening.

Just bad-mannered enough to get bored

with our party and suggest a poker game.

Torgeson's weakness.

>> But you hate gambling.

>> Nevertheless,

I intend to show Torgeson that I know

HOW TO LOSE LIKE A GENTLEMAN.

>> WHAT?

WHY, EDWARD,

you look positively [laughter]

>> Like Benjamin Franklin, the symbol of

wisdom and stability?

>> Yes.

>> Well, that's exactly the impression I

wish to create.

Now, don't panic, my dear.

We have more money than most of them

have right now.

Won't be long before they'll be courting

our favor.

Your servant, madam.

>> [laughter]

>> The costume is very impressive, Dean.

>> Well, thank you very much.

>> I'd swear I was in the presence of the

industrious Benjamin Franklin himself,

except for one flaw.

>> And what's that, Grimm?

>> Every schoolboy knows that Franklin wore

spectacles.

>> [laughter]

>> He has you there, Dean.

Ben Franklin without spectacles is like

FDR without a cigarette holder.

>> [laughter]

>> Why don't we all go someplace where we

can indulge in Thorgenson's favorite

form of larceny?

>> Edward, why don't you men use the

library?

>> Well, all right. I I think I can find a

stack of cards and some chips somewhere.

This way, gentlemen, please.

>> Sorry, Dean. Aces full.

>> Well, well, well.

I was positive I had you beat that time,

Thorgenson.

>> You lose your money like it had

smallpox.

>> Oh, it's the contest I enjoy, Grim. The

give and take.

Winning and losing secondary.

>> [laughter]

>> Spoken like a gentleman.

>> Thought you men might like something

from the buffet.

Oh, and Edward,

look what I found among Mother Alcott's

things.

>> Well, I'll be.

>> Remarkable.

>> Huh, does that satisfy your sense of

historical accuracy, Mr. Grim?

>> Madam, I'm flabbergasted.

>> Can't see much.

>> Might improve your game.

Deal the cards, Thorgenson.

>> Think I [sighs] need more chips, Judge.

>> [music]

>> Delighted to take your money, you fat

little fool.

>> Huh?

Delighted?

>> It'll take more than a patriot's costume

to cloak your intentions, you tedious

little poser.

>> Oh, here's a love.

The word

veritas is across these spectacles.

>> Yeah.

>> Latin for truth.

>> Yeah.

>> Probably made with his honor in mind.

It is supposed to be your calling, isn't

it, Judge Fluke?

>> And what exactly is your calling, Mr.

Grimm?

>> I'm an unpublished author.

Unsung.

Unfulfilled.

A soul in search of the eternal veritas

of life.

And a decent hand.

Mhm, three nines.

That's more like it.

This time I'll give them a run for their

money.

>> Huh.

Not even a miserable pair.

I better stay in for one bid, though.

Make Thorgeson think he's forcing me

out.

The jerks.

They're all waiting for me to clobber

them.

If they only knew I've held out a pair

of aces from the last hand.

>> Aren't you going to look at your hand,

Dean?

>> I'd like to tell the boys at the club

how the stupid little climber pretended

to lose like a gentleman.

Wonder if he really did do away with the

old lady.

What's he staring at me for?

Can he see the cards under my arm?

Yes.

>> Yes, I see the cards under your arm,

Thorgeson. Two aces.

>> What did you say?

>> You held them out from the last hand.

>> Are you accusing Mr. Thorgeson of

cheating?

>> I am simply stating a fact.

>> You'd better retract that accusation,

Dean. If you know what's good for you.

>> It's all right, Judge.

It's the liquor talking.

Let's get on with the hand.

>> No.

Nobody comes to my house and takes my

money and laughs at me.

Oh, no.

Cuz I see you all for what you really

are, all of you.

Raise your arm, Thorgerson.

>> Go on, raise it.

>> Two cards under your arm.

They were

>> Here they

Here they are.

Here they are.

He hid them while we weren't looking.

>> What do you say, Thorgerson?

>> What can I say without becoming a

bad guest?

>> You mean that Dean?

>> Of course. He gathered in the cards the

last trick.

He hid those two aces because he wanted

to embarrass me. I can't imagine why.

>> THAT'S NOT TRUE.

YOU'RE LYING.

>> Am I?

Did you see me hide those cards under my

arm?

>> No.

Nobody.

>> Then how did you know they were aces?

>> It's

these spectacles.

I

I'm not certain what there is about

them, but I I just knew. I

>> There you are, Judge. I leave the

verdict to you.

>> I think we all know who the cheater is.

>> No, he was the one that WAS HOLDING OUT

THE TWO CARDS.

HE'S THE CHEATER.

WELL, ADMIT IT.

WHAT TO TELL THEM?

TELL THEM. [screaming] TELL THEM. TELL

THEM.

>> REALLY?

>> TELL THEM.

>> GO ON. TELL THEM.

>> TELL THEM.

>> DEAN.

>> TELL THEM.

>> NO, NO, NO.

>> TELL THEM.

>> DEAN.

>> TELL THEM.

>> STOP.

>> TELL THEM.

>> [screaming]

>> TELL THEM.

>> NO.

>> [music]

>> I DIDN'T MEAN TO HIT HIM SO HARD.

WELL, DO SOMETHING, THORGERSON, BEFORE

HE BLEEDS TO DEATH.

>> Too late, I'm afraid.

>> [music]

[music]

[music]

>> I admit that when I picked the

spectacles off the floor, I was merely

curious.

And then the inscription veritas

intrigued me. And the exchange between

Dean and Thorgerson, when Thorgerson

asked, "Did you see me put the cards

there?" Dean said, "No."

Thorgerson asked, "Then how did you know

that they were aces?"

>> And what did Dean say?

>> These spectacles

I'm not certain what there is about

them,

but I just knew.

Ellen, I tell you I'm on to something.

>> I know.

You're saying it's just another of my

hairbrained projects.

I'll be bored with in a few weeks.

Well, you're wrong. You're dead wrong.

Look.

A rough draft of my new book, complete

except for the last chapter.

>> Sebastian.

>> Here is the villain, or the hero, if you

prefer.

The Cheaters.

That's going to be the title of the

book, Ellen.

The Cheaters.

>> A book about a pair of glasses?

>> Uh

These are not ordinary glasses.

I'm convinced

that because these spectacles were

misused,

five people met violent deaths.

>> Five people?

>> And I have them all documented.

Do you remember the Henshaw murders?

>> Yes.

>> The police officer that shot Henshaw

stated that when Henshaw came at him

with the crowbar, he was screaming, "The

cheaters! The cheaters!"

>> That was the motive for the murders,

infidelity.

>> No.

I don't think that Henshaw was referring

to his wife and her lover.

And I don't think he was attacking the

police officer.

He was trying to destroy the cheaters.

>> Oh, that's nonsense.

>> Nonsense, eh?

Don't be so quick to reject the idea.

I also looked up the Olcott inquest in

the Olcott murder.

Olive Dean stated that on the day the

Olcott lady put the hatpin in Clarence

Cramer's chest, she'd been downtown. And

among the things she brought back with

her was a pair of funny old glasses. I

talked to the man that took over

Henshaw's store. He remembers selling

these very glasses

to Miriam Olcott for 25 cents.

>> I I

still don't see the significance of

them, Sebastian.

>> You don't?

Well, I'll tell you.

I believe that these spectacles

enable the wearer to know the naked

absolute truth

about anything or anybody.

>> Have you tried them?

>> No.

>> Why not?

>> Because they weren't intended for mind

reading.

I think they were intended for seeing

the truth about oneself.

That's the real purpose of these

glasses, Helen.

That's what Van Print was after when he

discovered the secret of this

funny yellow glass.

>> Van Prin?

>> According to our local historical

society, he built the old house out on

Bleecker Road.

His neighbors called him a sorcerer.

What do you suppose they'd have called

Edison, or Einstein, or Fermi?

Know thyself.

>> Put them away, Sebastian.

>> What's the matter?

Afraid I'll put them on and see you for

what you really are?

>> No, don't.

>> Don't worry, darling.

When I put these on,

it'll be for something important.

Go and get your coat.

>> Where are we going?

>> Going out to the old house on Bleecker

Road.

>> What for?

>> Atmosphere.

I want the authentic atmosphere

when I report on Van Prin's experiment.

By the way, Ellen,

that's going to be the title of my last

chapter.

Know thyself.

>> [music]

>> The city was supposed to tear this old

[music] place down last year.

Lucky for me they didn't.

>> Sebastian.

>> What is it?

>> What happened to Van Prin after he put

on the glasses?

>> What difference does that make?

>> I want to know.

Sebastian, you you still haven't

answered my question. What happened to

Van Prin?

>> His old desk is still upstairs and the

same mirror that he used.

>> You've been here before?

>> This morning.

To answer your question,

he hanged himself.

Wait here.

Helen,

I know you think this is a fool thing

for me to do, but

I have to.

It's the only way I have of satisfying

my

>> [snorts]

>> twisted sense of the dramatic. You

understand that, don't you?

>> Sebastian, please. Let's get out of

here.

>> No. I've come this far.

>> You don't have to prove yourself to me

or to anybody.

>> Darling, how would it look if I ended my

book by saying I lost my nerve?

>> Oh, Sebastian, please. Please come home.

This is wrong.

It's unholy.

>> I imagine that's what Van Prin's

ignorant neighbors said. It's unholy.

Well,

if Satan's waiting up there,

so be it.

>> [laughter]

>> Helen,

>> Yes.

>> Do you know that the greatest men in

every century have been hated and

ridiculed by men like

Thorgenson and Judge Flueger?

Van Prin knew that.

>> Oh, Sebastian, please come down.

>> So, he made the cheaters to find out if

he was one of the great ones.

Evidently, he was disappointed.

Wish me luck.

>> Oh.

>> [music]

>> Who's there?

Who's in this room?

>> Just you, Sebastian Grimm.

You're not afraid of your own voice, are

you?

>> No.

>> So, you want the truth about yourself,

do you?

>> Yes.

>> The junk man, the old lady, and Edward

Dean read only the minds of others.

Think of the agony they suffered.

>> They were afraid.

They let their emotions get out of

control.

>> But you're different.

You can master your emotions.

You even dared to look into your own

mind.

>> Yes.

>> Very well then.

Bring the light closer.

>> [music]

[music]

>> You are all.

You are my

>> [screaming]

>> Oh, let me in.

>> Go.

>> Let me in.

Let me in.

>> Please.

>> Please.

>> [music]

[music]

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