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I'm coming.

>> [music]

>> What do you want this hour?

>> I'm looking for an artist named Oria.

>> You from the police?

>> No, it's a personal matter.

>> Go away.

All right.

upstairs.

>> I'll show you.

But I promise nothing.

>> He's been locked in his room for a week.

When I knock tells me to go away, he's

painting a masterpiece. Oh, then he is

working

>> or drinking

or taking drugs. He is fool that one.

How [snorts] many painters have lived in

this ponium but none like Rad?

>> This masterpiece you spoke of. Have you

seen it?

>> I do not wish to see it, Mu. His work is

evil.

>> Perhaps a nude.

>> There is no evil in nakedness.

Oh, but rather he paints monsters.

He sketches at night in graveyards.

>> Graveyards.

>> Last month he did the portrait of the

morg. His model was a corpse.

He called his painting still life.

Open the door. You have a visitor.

You see, he will not answer.

>> Perhaps he's ill.

Very use your key.

Please open the door, madam. I insist.

>> And by what right, Mu?

>> I am his father.

>> Oh.

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Why would [music] he kill himself?

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Look,

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his last picture

and he finished it. [music]

Perhaps, perhaps the picture finished

[music] him.

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Yes, the painting did finish its morbid

creator, but I can assure you that our

story is not finished. Oh, no. It's only

just begun.

blood.

Think of that.

This painting is over a hundred years

old and yet real blood still glistens on

the side of the grim reaper,

which by no mere coincidence is the

title of our story for tonight.

How strange indeed that the immortality

sought by a mad artist should assume the

form of death.

But even stranger are the fearful

consequences to these others whenever

the grim reaper sighthe

drips blood.

Our [music]

principal players are William Shatner,

Natalie Schaefer,

Elizabeth Allen, [music]

Scott Merrill,

Fifi Dorsce,

and Henry Daniel.

You've seen the harbinger of evil.

Someone is in mortal danger as sure as

my name is Boris Carlo. Ah,

stay where you are.

I'll join you as you wait and watch.

>> [music]

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>> Heat. Heat.

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>> [music]

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>> Oh, poor darling. Oh, [laughter]

>> how's my favorite nephew?

>> Oh, just fine. Is everything all right?

>> Oh, never better. Why?

>> Well, I had a bit of a shock when I

drove up. I thought something might have

happened.

>> You mean the hearse? Isn't it divine? I

just bought it.

>> You You bought it?

>> Yes. And it was a great bargain, too.

The salesman told me it's in perfect

condition. The only person who ever

drove it was a little old corpse from

Pasadena.

[laughter]

That's a joke, dear.

Oh, well, maybe not really a joke, but I

think it's good publicity.

>> You mean you actually drive a hearse?

>> Well, yes, especially when the

photographers are here. You know, one of

the picture magazines is sending out a

crew to do a spread on the house. Oh,

wait till you see it inside. It's the

ever loving end. Come on in. We must let

fresh air into the house.

Well, what do you think?

>> Who designed this place? Charles Adams?

>> I cannot tell a lie. I did it with my

little hatchet.

>> I don't get it.

>> Oh, Paul, dear. To you, I'm just good

old Auntie B and a bit of a cook, right?

>> Oh, no. I know.

>> Never mind. But you must remember that

to the public I'm Beatric Graves, author

of 27 hardcover mysteries, 11

screenplays, and three television series

based on characters that I created. So

it pays off to be a bit of a character

myself.

[laughter and gasps]

Well, now do you get it? This is show

biz.

>> Now I see you had me a bit worried. I

buying this old barn, calling it Graves

End. Oh, I'd much rather have called it

Bedside Manor, [gasps] but uh Graves End

seems so much more appropriate. You must

always play up the name. You know,

>> you still call yourself Beatric Graves.

>> Oh, yes, of course. It's lots easier

than Beatric Graves and Fujo Cam

Stantler. Uh um Molson Keller.

>> Four husbands.

>> Five. Darling, you're forgetting Keller.

>> Keller? Where does he come in?

>> Right through there,

darling.

>> [gasps]

[laughter]

>> Darling. Well, no. Really, not in front

of company. [laughter]

Come on. I want you to meet my nephew,

Paul Graves. And this is Gerald Keller,

my newest husband.

>> Good meeting you, Paul.

>> Gerald? Gerald Keller? Jerry?

>> I thought so. Haven't I seen you on

television?

>> Very likely if you've been watching all

the wrong shows. You don't have to

worry, Paul. I'm giving it up. I've

played the charming boyish murderer for

the last time.

>> Oh, that's a that's a pity. Carolyn will

be disappointed.

>> Carolyn?

>> Carolyn Thomas, my landlady's daughter.

She's madly in love with Gerald.

>> Oh, she is, is she? Well, why don't you

bring her around so Gerald can meet her

and I can scratch her eyes out.

>> No, be that's no way to talk about a

10-year-old child. I I I've got a better

idea. Gerald, why don't you give her

your autograph? Just sign your name

right here. I know that'll give her a

big three.

>> Hey, I've got to be nice to my public.

>> The only reason I married him is because

I'm so fond of Ham. [laughter]

>> Darling, come and let me show you the

rest of the house.

>> Aren't you coming on the grand tour,

Dean?

>> Uh, not this time. I think I'll go

upstairs and finish some letters.

>> All right.

Well, what do you think of it?

>> Very impressive,

but very expensive to keep up.

>> I decided that I could afford a few

luxuries at my age.

>> I wasn't talking about the house.

>> Neither was I.

Oh, Paul. I did so hope you'd

understand.

>> Oh, I do, Aunt B. I I didn't come here

because of Gerald.

>> I wondered about that. You haven't seen

me in over a year. Not since I came back

from Europe. What made you decide to

visit me? Must be something important.

>> It is, Aunt B. Very important.

>> Do you need money?

>> No, I've never asked you for money. You

know that.

>> You still have that silly little

accounting business, making out income

tax returns for rich businessmen who

can't even add or subtract. I I get

along.

>> It's not my problems that brought me

here, Aunt B. It's yours that worry me.

>> Problems? But I haven't any problems.

>> But you have, Aunt B. I must talk to

you.

>> Not now.

>> Oh, excuse me.

>> No, it's quite all right, Daroth.

>> I didn't mean to intrude.

>> This is my nephew, Paul Graves. Dorothy

Lyndon, my secretary.

>> Mr. Graves.

>> How do you do, Miss Lyndon?

>> Darothy does all my typing and most of

my spelling as well. Well, [snorts] I'm

afraid I'm going to have to take on

another job today.

>> What's that?

>> Cooking.

>> Oh, don't tell me Emma quit.

>> Well, she can't walk out on me like

this. I'll go and talk to her.

>> She left this noon right after lunch

>> without even having the decency to say

goodbye to me.

>> Well, uh, you were in the library, Mrs.

Graves, and she said she just couldn't

go in there because of it.

>> It?

>> What's it all about?

>> Come on, I'll show you.

What's the matter? Don't tell me you're

afraid of it, too.

>> Perhaps.

>> You make it sound like you're concealing

some sort of monster in there.

>> Come see for yourself.

[music]

Well, what [music] do you think of it?

It's horrible. [gasps and laughter]

>> Were you expecting Whistler's mother?

>> Please don't joke about it.

>> But it is a joke. Now, let me tell you

what this is.

>> I know what it is.

>> Alri Red painting the Grim Reaper.

>> And you must have read about it in the

papers.

>> Yes,

that's why I came.

>> Quite a story, wasn't it? I knew it

would pay off when I bought the picture.

I hit the wire services all over the

country.

>> You've got to get rid of it. Get rid of

it. With the picture magazine coming out

to do a spread, why they'll eat this up?

>> Can't be. I'm telling you for your own

good.

>> Ah, now you stick to being an accountant

or a no accountant. I know what's good

for me. This is publicity.

>> Will you listen to me?

>> Something wrong?

>> Yes, with my nephew's pointed head. He

wants me to get rid of the picture.

>> Well, you've got to admit it's a bit on

the morbid side.

>> Apparently, you don't know the history

of this painting.

>> Only what Bee told me about the

absent-minded artist. Absent minded.

>> Yeah, like he hung himself instead of

the picture.

>> This is nothing to joke about.

>> Let me tell you.

>> All right. All right. We might as well

sit down and let Paul do the Morris the

explainer bit. That's a show business

term, dear. The character in the trench

coat who comes on and tells how the

murder was committed. He's Morris the

explainer.

All right, Morris. The floor is yours.

I'll make this as short as possible.

According to the record,

this picture was painted in 1848. Since

that time, it's had 17 owners. 15 of

them have met with a violent or

mysterious death.

>> You mean you paid a small fortune for a

picture that has a jinx on it?

>> Not a jinx, Gerald. A curse.

>> Oh, that's fantastic.

>> The story of this painting is a matter

of factual record. The moment I heard

that Aunt Bee had bought the painting, I

remembered newspaper articles. I dug up

his whole history in the research

department of the library.

>> And then you came out here to warn me

like a good little boy. Is that it? Oh,

Paul, don't you think I know all this?

That old story about the curse has been

running in the Sunday supplements for

years.

>> Then why did you buy it?

>> Well, for precisely that reason. Think

of the news angle. Mystery writer defies

ancient curse. Then you don't believe

the stories.

>> Oh, I believe the people died. Yes, but

the former owners of this painting were

military leaders and European nobility.

Just the sort who would die violent

deaths.

>> But what about all those other curse

stories? The Hope Diamond, the people

who died after opening King Tut's tomb.

>> Just coincidence.

No curse.

You might as well say that the

Declaration of Independence carried a

curse because everybody who signed it

died. [laughter]

>> Well, I guess we can all relax.

>> You're forgetting one thing.

Aunt B, you say you know the history of

this painting?

>> Of course I do.

>> Then how do you explain the stigmata?

>> Stigmata?

>> Isn't that a religious term? When holy

men or sacred relics suddenly start to

bleed?

But this isn't a religious painting.

>> No, it's not a religious painting.

Unless the man who painted it

worshiped death. Who knows what went on

in Ary red ass twisted mind when he

created this nightmare. But one thing we

do know, 15 of the people who owned this

painting met with a sudden unexpected

violent death, and each was warned. Oh,

>> how? You mean somebody told them? The

painting told them,

[music]

"Every time someone is about to die, the

painting begins to bleed."

>> Oh, you were making this up.

>> Isn't [music] he, Mrs. Graves?

>> Of course, I've heard that story.

The art dealer [music] told me that.

>> Couldn't it be true?

>> Oh, no. Superstitious nonsense. What do

they mean when they say the picture

bleeds? [music]

>> Oh, I don't know. Maybe a right. It does

sound fantastic. [music]

They say this is the grim reaper, the

angel of death.

And he gives a warning. [music]

You see the scythe character? Whenever

anyone is about to die, the blade of

that scythe begins. [music]

[music]

What's the matter?

[music]

What is it? Heat. Heat. [music]

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[music]

>> [music]

[music]

>> Well, anyway, the art dealer told me I

was a rich, spoiled American witch.

That's the word he used in French, of

course. Then he insisted on 150,000

Franks. And Mr. Kill her.

>> Darthothy seems to think you've had

enough to drink.

>> Don't be silly, darling.

>> I called him a bandit. I told him that

crime doesn't pay that well. Not even on

television.

And then we compromised for 100,000.

>> You paid 100,000 Franks for that

obscenity.

[laughter]

>> Don't get so excited, Paul. I'm rather

fond of the old reaper. You know, art is

like marriage.

I don't know very much about men, but I

know what I like.

>> It's a very good brand. Are you sure you

want to have some, Paul?

>> Cogac's the same as a woman. At its very

best, between the ages of 25 and 40,

50.

I'm cold out here. I'm going into the

library.

Bring the brandy, dear.

Aren't you coming with me, Paul?

>> No, I'm here. I'm going up to my room.

[music]

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>> [music]

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>> Gerald.

>> Well, that's a little progress. At least

we're on a firstname basis.

>> What's the idea of sneaking up on me

like that?

>> I give you three guesses.

>> This is no time for clowning.

>> But I'm not clowning. If you just give

me the chance, I can prove it. You

promised to leave me alone.

>> I guess I'm just a forgetful type.

>> Well, let me remind you then. You're a

married man.

>> You don't have to remind me.

>> How can you be so cold blooded?

Aren't you concerned about what

happened?

>> Of course. That's why I'm here. I was

worried about you.

>> Well, you ought to be worried about your

wife. Didn't you notice at dinner?

>> She always drinks at dinner.

>> Not like this. I'm afraid she's going

off the deep end again.

>> Who were you going to call?

>> Dr. Bryce.

>> Don't bother.

>> But if he came up, he could calm her

nerves down. Give her a shot.

>> Let her get her shots from the brandy

bottle. That'll calm her soon enough.

>> Gerald, she's your wife.

>> No, she isn't. She's married to the

brandy bottle. She doesn't know how I

feel about you. And if she did, she

wouldn't even

>> [music]

>> Get out of here, Dorian. Get out.

[music]

Okay,

[music] I can take a hint.

>> [music]

[music]

[music]

>> Oh, excuse me.

I didn't mean to upset you.

I just stepped out for some air.

>> I know. I'm afraid we're all a bit tense

tonight.

>> My aunt seems very upset.

>> Does she always

indulge herself this much?

>> Your aunt works very hard. Writing is a

great strain on a nervous temperament.

Actually, she's been much better lately,

but tonight

>> Yes, I know.

It's my fault.

>> You did disturb her.

>> I had to tell her the truth. The

painting is dangerous. Why can't she

believe me?

>> I'm sure she does believe you. That's

why she drank so much tonight.

>> Drinking is no solution. We've got to do

something about this.

>> What do you suggest?

>> We must get rid of the picture. We must

destroy it before it destroys her.

>> She means a great deal to you, doesn't

she?

>> And be is the only relative I have in

the world.

And I love her. That's why it's

important to me.

She must be protected.

>> Then why don't you talk to her right

now?

>> Maybe she'll listen to you.

>> She must listen.

>> I think she's still in the library.

at B.

At B.

What do you want?

>> Looking for a drink? Help yourself.

>> No thanks, Auntie. I I never touch it.

>> Oh, yes. That's right. You don't drink.

You don't do anything.

What are you anyway? The world's oldest

eagle scout.

>> Please.

>> I know.

>> I know. You're here to do your good deed

for the day. Who sent you anyway? Gerald

>> or the girl?

>> Neither one.

I should know better than that.

They don't care what happens to me just

so long as it happens soon.

>> What do you mean?

>> Don't you think I know they want to get

rid of me?

>> Oh, Aunt B, you're

>> go ahead and say it. I'm drunk.

Maybe that's why I'm drinking because I

know the truth.

>> I can't speak for your husband, but I

have talked to Dorothy and enough to

know that she's really fond of you and

very worried.

>> Oh, Paul, you're a fool.

Can't you see the girl's angle? You're

supposed to talk to me about my

drinking, maybe even persuade me to go

into a sanatorium for a nice long

rest cure.

>> Perhaps it would help.

>> I know one thing it'll do.

It leave the two of them here alone

together.

Now, do you understand?

If you believe that, why do you allow

the situation to go on?

>> Because I'm a fool, too.

I love my husband.

It's funny, isn't it?

Rich old aim and

worthless young.

Great plot for a murder mystery.

and be

the stigmata we've been warned.

Something could happen.

>> Go ahead and say it.

>> Say what?

>> The line. It's in all the mysteries.

>> You've got to believe me.

>> That's it. That's the line.

You've got to believe me. That's what

our hero always says to the police just

before the murder. Nobody ever believes

him. [laughter]

And then all of a sudden, before you

know it,

>> look, this is nothing to joke about. The

picture gave us a warning this

afternoon.

>> Yes, the picture.

>> Then you do believe me,

>> perhaps.

Well, aren't aren't you afraid

>> sitting here alone like this, staring at

that face?

>> Skulls have no faces, Paul. And death

has no terrors. Not for me.

Death is just [snorts]

a business partner.

>> A business partner.

>> Of course, that's what he is.

>> [laughter and gasps]

>> I made a fortune working with death.

He's in all my stories. Oh, he can't

scare me.

>> Listen to me for the last time. You've

got to get rid of that picture.

>> We'll talk about it tomorrow. Now, go on

upstairs to bed.

>> What about you?

>> I'll be up in just a little while.

>> Well, what are you waiting for?

Go to bed.

>> I don't like the idea of you being here

all alone.

>> I'm not alone. I've got all the company

I need.

Here's to you, old buddy. Buddy

[laughter]

>> I don't want to make a

>> Oh, leave me alone.

[music]

Okay.

That's better. Just the two of us all

nice and cozy.

Well,

here's to

cry.

[music]

Paul,

coming [music]

hurry, please hurry.

[music]

>> I couldn't sleep. I heard a noise in the

hall, so I came out and that's what I

saw.

>> What's the matter?

>> [music]

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>> Heat. Heat.

Heat. [music]

[music]

Heat. [music]

>> [music]

[music]

>> Sorry to put you through this, folks. An

inquest can be pretty rough.

>> We understand, Sergeant. Under the

circumstances, you had no choice.

>> Well, at any rate, it's over now. I just

want to stop and say thanks for your

cooperation and to offer my condolences

to you, sir.

>> Thank you.

>> And to you. Your aunt was a wonderful

woman.

>> Yes. She'll be missed.

>> Sergeant, before you go, there's

something I must ask you.

>> Yes.

>> The coroner's jury brought in a verdict

of accidental death. Do you accept it?

>> What else could it be? Are you hinting?

>> I'm not hinting anything. I'm asking the

sergeant a question. Do you accept that

verdict?

Yes, I do. We all know she'd been

drinking. Stairway was dark. She

stumbled, fell.

>> I'm not talking about how she died. I'm

talking about why.

>> What do you mean why,

>> Sergeant? The picture warned us

something was going to happen.

>> Please, you're only upsetting yourself.

The sergeant knows all about the

picture.

>> Believe me, miss, we did everything we

could. The lab man went over the picture

with X-ray and microphotography.

There wasn't a trace of blood.

>> But we saw it.

>> Paul, tell him.

>> I already have. I'm afraid he doesn't

believe me any more than Aunt B did. But

it's true. Dorothy's right. There is a

curse on the picture. That's why my aunt

died. If there was only some way I could

prove it to you.

>> Believe me, if you find out anything,

anything at all, I'll be glad to listen.

Meanwhile, the verdict stands.

I'm sorry, miss. May I show you out,

Sergeant?

>> Paul, I'm frightened.

>> There's nothing to be afraid of. It's

all over now.

>> Is it?

Maybe it's just begun.

>> You're imagining things.

>> The picture is real. And the blood was

real.

And Gerald is real.

>> Gerald?

>> Oh, you didn't know about him, did you?

The way he was always after me. Oh,

Paulie only married your for her money.

>> Dorothy, that's a very harsh accusation.

You have no proof.

>> Your aunt is dead. That's proof enough

for me. You told her to get rid of the

picture. Oh, you were wrong. She should

have gotten rid of Gerald.

>> You don't know what you're saying.

>> Oh, yes, I do.

I tell you, it isn't safe to stay in the

same house with that man.

Now, you can do what you like, but I'm

leaving.

>> Leaving? What's this all about, my dear?

You can't leave now. We have a visitor.

Sir,

>> I don't understand. Who is this man?

>> Mr. Phillips is my late wife's attorney.

He's here to read the will.

>> A necessary formality. Now, if you'll be

seated, we can proceed.

>> You may use a desk if you like.

>> Thank you.

Well, I believe that concludes our

business. Are there any questions?

>> Let me make sure I've got this straight

now.

>> She left everything to me.

>> Exactly. You're the sole heir.

>> Oh, that hardly seems fair. Paul here,

he's our only living blood relation.

>> I assure you, the will was carefully and

legally executed. As I told you, she

made it out the week after you returned

from your honeymoon.

She loved you very deeply, Mr. Keller.

>> Yes, I know. Shall I see you out?

>> If you wish.

>> Interesting painting you have here.

>> Yes.

>> I couldn't help [snorts] but notice how

the eyes seem to move.

>> Eyes?

But there are no eyes in the picture.

>> That's hard. I could have sworn all the

time I was reading the will that the

figure in the painting was watching me.

>> Yes.

>> [music]

>> Hello.

[music]

>> Are you sure you won't change your mind

about you?

>> Quite sure.

>> I wish you weren't going.

>> I wish you were. Paul, it isn't safe to

be alone with him. Oh, I promised I'd

stay on over the weekend with him.

>> Well, [sighs]

be very careful.

>> I'll call you in a few days when I get

back to town. Here, I'll take these out

to the car for you.

[music]

[music]

>> [music]

[music]

>> I thought you went to bed an hour ago.

>> Yes, but I couldn't sleep.

>> Just nerves. I know. Why don't you try a

sedative?

>> Sleeping pill? I don't have any.

>> I have just a thing

here. Uh,

try this.

Thanks.

Water.

Do you know I haven't closed my eyes

since be died?

I'm afraid to

afraid if I do, I'll see

this.

>> Forget it. It's just a picture.

>> How can I? The warning, a curse.

>> Be was right. Superstitious nonsense.

>> But you said so yourself. It's evil.

There was blood on the scythe.

>> Not on the scythe, Gerald. On my finger.

I never touched the painting.

>> It was all a trick. I had to have an

excuse to see be again.

Dear Aunt Be so rich and so selfish.

Only one way of getting any money out of

her

by inheritance.

>> But I inherited the estate.

>> So you did.

But it won't do you any good, I'm

afraid.

Once you're dead, I'm the only remaining

relative.

>> What's that?

>> I just typed out your confession for the

police.

My confession.

>> You admit you pushed her down the

stairs.

>> But you killed her. I'd never signed

that.

>> You already have. Remember the autograph

you gave me when I first arrived?

[music]

>> You'll never get away with this. I'll

deny everything.

>> You won't be able to, Gerald. See, it's

more than just a confession. It's a

suicide note.

>> Suicide?

>> Exactly. How do you feel?

>> [music]

[music]

>> The sleeping

>> [music]

>> the police.

I'll tell you [music]

[music]

Heat. Heat.

[music]

[music]

>> [music]

[music]

>> Operator,

give me the police. [music]

>> [music]

[music]

>> Well, thanks for your statement, Mr.

Graves.

>> That's all right.

>> I guess there's nothing more to be said.

At least now we know the truth.

>> Yes, now we know. You plan on staying on

here in case I want to get in touch with

you later.

>> Actually, I'd plan to go back to my

apartment in town. You can reach me

there.

>> I can't say that I blame you.

>> Uh, Mr. Graves.

>> Yes.

>> About that picture.

>> What about it?

>> I've been doing some thinking since you

told me about that curse.

>> Oh, Sergeant, we know how my aunt died.

The picture had nothing to do with it.

[clears throat] It's only a painting.

>> Oh, I suppose you're right.

Just between the two of us, I'm glad you

don't plan on staying in this house with

it alone.

Well, good night.

[music]

>> [music]

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>> Wow. [music]

>> [music]

[laughter]

>> Yeah.

>> [music]

[music]

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>> I trust [music] Heat. Heat.

>> [music]

[music]

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[music]

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>> I was driving down the Coast Highway

when I heard the report. Are you all

right?

>> Yes, I'm fine.

>> There's nothing to worry about. The

police just left.

>> You're leaving?

>> Yes. And now we can go back together.

>> Paul, just a moment.

>> What is it?

>> The picture.

>> You can forget about it.

>> But that's just it. I can't forget about

it. From the moment I heard about

Gerald, I knew what had to be done.

>> There's nothing has to be done.

I've taken care of it all.

>> You've destroyed it.

>> No, of course not. I haven't touched it.

>> Well, if you won't, I will. It's evil.

>> Dorothy, wait. Paul, this mustn't happen

again. We'll get rid of it before we

leave. We'll burn it in the fireplace.

>> NO. PLEASE DON'T GO IN THERE.

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>> There's nothing to fear. There's no

curse.

>> Your aunt is dead. Gerald is dead. And

you may die.

>> I made it up to frighten them.

It's just a picture. That's all. An old

picture. Doesn't really believe.

>> You made it up.

Yes, there's no curse.

You You

>> You're the one. [music]

>> But you understand, don't you? It was

the only way.

Now everything is mine.

The house,

money, the picture, everything.

I I'll share it with you. Money and the

secret.

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What's the matter?

I told you don't be afraid. There's no

curse.

>> The picture, the arm, it's moving.

>> [music]

[singing]

>> Let me out.

[music]

Let me out.

>> [music]

>> Sergeant, thank heavens you came back.

>> We saw your car. I thought we better

investigate.

>> He's in here.

Excuse me, miss.

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Good lord.

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[singing]

His throat.

Look at his throat.

What kind of a weapon could have done

that?

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The picture.

Look at the picture.

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Heat.

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[singing]

Heat.

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Heat.

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Heat.

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>> [music]

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