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(uplifting music)

(suspenseful music)

(thunder rumbles)

(waves crashing)

- [Carlo] Now, on this very night,

I have called her from the unknown depths of time itself.

She is here, and with her coming,

the world will never be as it was.

Neither man nor animal will be the same.

This, I, Dr. Carlo Lombardi, have brought into being.

(waves crashes)

(King barking)

(King whimpers)

(suspenseful music)

(gentle music)

- Enjoying your weekend with the idle rich?

- Pretty heavy stuff for a professor of psychic research.

- Oh, you sound a little disapproving.

- Not at all.

I just don't feel I belong in your world

of yachts and racing stakes.

Some of those tycoons in there,

including your father, kind of frighten me.

- Oh, come now, this type of life shouldn't be too hard

to get used to.

- Let's face it, I'm an farm boy

with a professorship at the university,

but basically a farm boy.

I don't belong in all that.

- Very well then, we'll get you away from them for a while.

A walk along the ocean will do it.

- I'd like that.

I don't know how your fiance will react to that idea.

- Oh, Bob, my ex-fiance.

That makes quite a difference.

Come on, Ted.

(people chattering)

- So that hearty blonde finally let you go, eh?

- That hearty blonde drip is in some investment portfolio

of half a million bucks.

Where's Dorothy?

- She went for a walk with Ted.

Oh, I wish she hadn't.

- Why?

- Well, Dr. Lombardi said

something terrible is going to happen

along this part of the coast tonight,

some visitation from the occult world.

- Ah, the occult world.

- Oh, no, really, seriously, you must meet him.

He's wonderful.

- Some women keep pets or grow roses for kicks.

My wife supports crack occultists.

(Timothy laughs)

A couple of years ago, it was that spiritualistic medium.

Last year, a swami or something or other,

and now Dr. Lombardi.

Well, so long as it amuses you.

(Mrs. Chappel laughs)

- No, seriously.

He puts this girl into a deep trance

and takes her back 300 years.

Now she tells about her life in England.

I tell you, it's uncanny.

- Yeah, yeah. (people clapping)

Looks pretty serious between Dorothy and Ted.

She's falling for him.

- I'm afraid it's pretty one-sided so far.

- Nonsense, if she wants him, she'll get him.

What's the market price on professors of psychic research?

Not very high, I imagine.

- You goose. (both laugh)

- Mother's a little disappointed in you.

She thought you'd liven up the party

with some of the tricks of your trade.

You know, hypnotism, demonstrations of thought transference.

- I know.

She thought I'd make it an age regression party.

I told her that was Dr. Lombardi's field, not mine.

(suspenseful music)

(King barks)

(suspenseful music continues)

- He's an amazing man.

Do you know him?

- Quite well.

He's challenged me publicly and privately

to disprove the authenticity of his experiments.

(King barking)

- That sounds like King's bark.

(King barking)

(suspenseful music)

(King barks)

Well, what's the matter with him?

- Maybe he's jealous of me.

- You haven't given him cause to be yet.

(King barks)

- He wants us to follow him.

(suspenseful music)

(King barks)

That looked like Dr. Lombardi to me.

- It was Dr. Lombardi.

(King barking)

(suspenseful music)

Well, what it is?

- Go on home and call the police.

- The police?

- I'll wait here for them.

Hurry up.

- Never seen anything like it.

Neck's broken in two like a pile driver hit her.

The man's too.

- Why, there's $600 here.

That licks robbery out.

- Hey.

Here's something.

A piece of seaweed, all the way to the door.

- The carpet's wet here.

Might be a footprint.

Go into the kitchen and see if there's any flour, will you?

You willing to swear you saw Lombardi

coming out of this house?

- Of course.

(Ed blows)

- What would make a footprint like that?

- Clever man could have forged it.

- You think a human could have done this?

- Oh, I almost forgot about your firm belief

in Lombardi's black magic and occult powers.

- It's not me, it's my wife.

She swears by him.

- What did he say was coming to roll among us?

A creature out of time.

- The first life form of someone living today,

over a million years old.

- You see, Doctor, that's how civilized we are.

Scratch the Vermeer, and what do you find?

A whole car load of superstitions waiting to be catered to.

Vampires, witchcraft,

supernatural creatures being brought back from the past.

- He's got a lot of people listening to him.

- It's not me, it's my wife.

- All right, it's your wife.

You willing to identify Lombardi now?

Make things a lot simpler.

- Sure.

- You wait here for the lab boys.

I want pictures, plenty of 'em.

- You're gonna leave me alone here?

It's not like it was an ordinary stiff.

I can take that seven days a week.

- Come on.

- But, but, it might come back.

- Oh, but it's not you that is superstitious.

That's your wife who's the gullible one.

(people chattering)

- Come on, folks, come on, take a chance here.

We'll make you, break you, set you up on a farm out west.

10 cents, yes siree, hello, Lombardi.

Lousy night, no business at all.

- I find it very pleasant.

- I heard a scream from your place about 50 minutes ago.

I thought it was Andrea.

I ran over to check up, see if she was in trouble.

- I've told you to keep away from her.

- I knew her long before you did, Doc.

I knew her when she was a carnival follower.

Every time we hit a town, she'd be there waiting for us.

- I've asked you to forget that.

- Well, anyway, I heard the scream, so I went over.

The back door was open, I went in.

She was out cold.

Why do you keep her under like that?

I thought she was dead.

I was gonna call the cops.

- It's so tiresome having to warn you

to mind your own business, so very tiresome.

- Well, I'm naturally curious.

Poor kid, she was out cold.

What's it all about, Doc?

Why do you keep her under like that?

- I have an idea you'll find out soon.

(gentle music)

(suspenseful music)

You're in a deep sleep, Andrea, a very deep sleep.

Now I will touch you, and slowly you'll awake.

(suspenseful music continues)

Now you'll come back to me, Andrea.

You'll feel refreshed.

You'll remember nothing.

- What time is it?

- Shortly after midnight.

- You've had me in a deep hypnosis for more than an hour.

I asked you not to do that.

- Well, you were tired.

You needed the rest.

- I need to get away from here, away from you.

I hate this place.

I hate the sound of the ocean.

I hate you.

- You'll never leave me.

You can't.

- I will, someday I will, soon.

- As long as I'm alive, I'll possess you.

It's something beyond yourself that makes you need me.

- You've taken my soul away from me.

(knuckles rapping)

- The door's open.

Come in.

(gentle music)

- I'm Lieutenant James.

- [Carlo] Oh?

- [Ed] Dr. Erickson?

- Yes?

- Is this the man you saw coming out of the Jefferson house?

- Yes.

- There's no doubt in your mind?

- No.

- Well, he knows me quite well.

I've been trying to interest him in my work for some time.

- And you don't deny you were in the Jefferson house

approximately 50 minutes after 11?

- Not at all.

- I won't need you any longer, Doctor, thank you.

Nor you, miss.

(door creaks) (people chattering)

- What's it all about?

- Maybe we can talk about it over a cup of coffee.

- I'd like that.

(suspenseful music)

- What's the matter?

- I can't go with you.

- You say you knew they were dead

the minute you saw the open door?

- Yes, pity.

Nice young couple.

She came out of the ocean, just as I said she would,

and she'll come again.

- Look, I'm not a paying customer.

I'm a police officer.

- She comes from the beginning of time,

huge and indestructible,

and I'm the force that gives her life.

- All I know, you were seen coming out of that house,

leaving two corpses behind you,

and the occult world notwithstanding,

I think that I'll take you downtown

and wait until the reports come in.

- Well, I can tell you what the reports will say,

that no living thing killed them.

- Yeah, I know,

it was the materialization of the prehistoric female.

- The transmigration of the soul of a living woman

into her first life body.

- Save it, save it for downtown.

Now come on, let's go.

(birds chirp)

(King growls)

- Thank you, Olaf.

(King barks)

- Oh that dog, he gives me the jitters.

I get the nervous Adam's apple,

and that makes my tie jump off.

- [Ted] Good morning Mr. Chappel.

- Good morning, Ted.

Dorothy will be down in a minute.

(King barks)

- Certainly not too popular with that member of your family.

- Take him to the kitchen and get him something to eat.

- The last time I took him to the kitchen,

he nearly eat up the cook.

Come on, dog.

(King growls)

- You're an early riser, Ted, good.

I like to see a man get up early.

Shows he's aggressive, wants to get ahead.

- You're giving me too much credit, Mr. Chappel.

- This Jefferson thing last night, pretty grim.

Kept them all buzzing for a while after Dorothy came home.

(Timothy laughs)

It's surprising how many of them think

that Lombardi had something to do with it.

Whole gang's been down to see his show.

Mrs. Chappel tried to fool me into going along.

Take a look at that front page.

I play a little game every morning.

I call it my front page game.

I'm getting a little old to play most of the others.

I read the front page every morning

and see if I can pick out an item or two

that'll make me a lot of money.

Surprising how often it's worked out.

You ever try it?

- No, I can't say I have.

- No, no.

You read about the Jefferson murder?

- Yes.

- There's a million dollar idea in that.

Last paragraph, read it.

- "One baffling aspect of the case concerns

Dr. Carlo Lombardi, carnival hypnotist and prognosticator.

Only last week he predicted

that such a murder would take place,

describing it with grisly accuracy.

He was questioned by the police, but not held."

You see a fortune in that?

- Yes, yes, and it's right up your alley,

and yours as a wedding present.

- You're serious, aren't you?

- Couldn't be more so.

We'll take this two-bit local sideshow man

and build him into the biggest thing in the country,

build him up until his name's on everyone's lips.

Lombardi books, syndicated columns, lectures,

television show.

This prediction of his is worth a million dollars,

and you and I can do it.

- Where do I fit in?

- Well, can't you see?

You can give him the stamp of authenticity.

Doctor Erickson, psychic research specialist,

says Lombardi's experiment's amazing,

open new avenues in the understanding of the subconscious.

(Timothy laughs)

They'll swallow it,

and they'll swallow it whole and love it.

This is the sort of escape stuff the world's crying for.

Look at my wife and her friends.

It's unnatural.

It'll be a lark for me and money for you and Dorothy.

- I've been trained to fight stupidity and ignorance,

not get rich on them.

Men like Lombardi put hypnosis back 25 years.

They've taken a modern tool of science

and made a plaything out of it, worse than that a weapon,

and in the hands of quacks like Lombardi,

a dangerous weapon,

and you want me to help sell him to the public?

(Timothy laughs)

- Wait until that loot starts rolling in.

That'll take care of your scruples.

(Timothy mumbles)

What do you say?

- Forget it.

I don't need that kind of money.

(gentle music) (people chattering)

- [Johnny] Yes siree, try your luck, 10 cents,

one-tenth of a dollar.

- Where's Lombardi's place?

- Right next door, but he's closed.

Been having trouble with the police.

- Yeah, I read about it in the papers.

- You want to get in?

Just jingle a couple of coins.

The doors open automatically.

(gentle music)

(knuckles rapping)

- Good evening, Mr. Chappel, I've been expecting you.

- How the devil did you know I was Chappel?

What do you mean you were expecting me?

- I was communicating with your thoughts

before you left your home.

(Timothy laughs)

- Communicating with my thoughts, huh?

I suppose you can tell me what I'm doing here too.

- Certainly.

You've come down here to discuss a business matter with me.

- Good guess, Lombardi, remarkable guess.

- I'm a remarkable man.

Won't you come in, Mr. Chappel?

- Let's get to the point.

How would you like to be a rich man,

as well as a remarkable one?

- Well naturally, I.

- Enough to get you out of this crazy place.

You've got something to sell.

How can you expect to get your price in here,

with facts about reincarnation, 35 cents?

I'll get you 3.50 for that.

- Well, I'd be most grateful, sir.

- Yes, we'll make them pay real money to see your act.

- I have no act.

I have knowledge.

(Timothy laughs)

- That's the boy, that's the boy.

Keep a straight face and hit 'em hard.

I'm a businessman, Lombardi.

I can see money in this, big money.

50/50, what do you say?

- Well, I'm overwhelmed.

- Okay, our deal starts as of now.

Come over to my house tomorrow night.

I'm having some people come over,

and it might do us some good.

Newspaper man, a book publisher,

a doctor of psychic research, a Dr. Erickson.

- Oh, yes, I know him.

One of my most outspoken critics.

- Mm-hmm, and get him involved too, if you can,

even if it's only to call you crazy.

Make good publicity.

That's what we need, publicity, and play it up big.

Give them everything you've got.

Some more of this she-creature stuff,

some more predictions.

A murder next month, maybe.

- Unfortunately, it may happen sooner than that,

very much sooner.

I feel her presence even now.

She'll come out of the ocean tonight.

- That's the stuff, that's the stuff, the big lie.

That's what sells.

I'll see you tomorrow night, and remember, play it up big.

We've gotta shake 'em.

- We'll shake 'em.

- See you tomorrow night.

(suspenseful music)

- You will go into a much deeper sleep, very deep.

You will go back in time.

I command you, leave your body.

(suspenseful music)

(water burbling)

(suspenseful music continues)

(gong crashes)

(creature growling)

- Who's that?

(creature growls) (door breaks)

(creature growling)

(Johnny screams)

(furniture crashes)

- Oh, hello, Lieutenant.

- Lombardi.

You killed Johnny.

- Oh, did I?

Well, prove that, and I'll have to face a murder charge.

- Can you prove you were in here when it happened?

- I can.

I don't see what difference it makes.

I warned you she'd come again, and you laughed at me.

- Not as hard as you're laughing at me right now.

I'm gonna book you.

- Well, on what charge?

For being in communication with a world

that you say doesn't exist?

- You're a murderer, and I'm gonna prove it.

- Lieutenant, I urge you to keep the beaches clear.

It's my civic duty.

Take it easy.

(waves crashing)

(siren blaring)

- What's Chappel's interest in this maniac?

- I wouldn't know, I'm only his lawyer.

Maybe he just hates to see injustice done.

- I'll bet.

- Or maybe it's because Lombardi is entertaining

at his house tonight.

Doctor, are you all right?

- Yes.

- The next time this man is pulled in

on some trumped-up charge, we'll sue for false arrest.

- A most interesting experience.

I'm quite certain I made a few new converts.

(upbeat music) (people chattering)

(people clapping)

(gentle music)

- Since when have you gone to that spook stuff, Chappel?

There must be money in it.

- Oh, no, no, you've got me wrong.

This man's sensational, the genuine thing.

He's made a convert out of me.

- Now I know there's a buck in it.

(both laugh)

- I'm so excited.

Dr. Lombardi, here in my very own room.

- And I thought it was going to be a boring weekend.

- If what you say is true,

I'm certainly going to drop the Ali Binali group.

They're becoming quite ordinary.

Just about anyone can join.

- That (mumbles) Bob,

he's as drunk as a lumberjack.

- Yeah, he drinks like a fish.

- Yeah, but not the same stuff.

(both laugh)

Say, my feet's pooped just keeping him filled up.

- Feets is pooped.

For 18 years, I've tried to teach you

how to speak good American.

- Well, I speak just as good broken American as you do.

- Feets is pooped.

- All right, then my foots is peeped.

(Marta groans)

- You're a million miles away, Ted,

and just when I thought

I was beginning to get through to you.

- Look, Dorothy, I'm out of my element in a place like this.

This preoccupation with trivialities, this talk about money.

I'm what you might call a square, I guess.

- I'm real, aren't I?

- I don't know.

Sometimes I think you are,

and then I see you as part of this elegant decay.

- Well, that sounds like a high-class brush-off.

Is that what it is?

- We've gotta (mumbles).

Last night it was the Jefferson place,

and tonight maybe here.

- Nah, we stay here.

- But Marta, the cook says it comes out of the ocean.

It's tall, tall like a building,

and it has got the arms like a pile driver.

(Marta laughs)

- I am not afraid.

For 18 years, I'm married to you.

(Marta laughs)

Nothing scares me anymore.

(Marta laughs)

- I don't know why you had to import a hypnotist.

Why don't you get him to perform for us, Dorothy?

- I don't use hypnotism to amuse drunks.

- What's that?

- No, Bob.

Why don't you go and drink yourself up

a nice parade of pink elephants, huh?

- Last chance, Dorothy.

I'll give you one more chance to marry me.

- Thanks, Bob, we'll have a honeymoon for three.

You, me, and a whiskey bottle.

(doorbell rings)

(people chattering)

- It's so thrilling to have you here, Doctor,

absolutely thrilling.

- [Carlo] My pleasure, madame.

- Beautiful, isn't she?

- A strange beauty.

I met her the other night at Lombardi's.

- Oh?

Evidently she made quite an impression, didn't she?

- Oh, just a minute please.

(gentle music)

Lieutenant James at the front door.

- Oh?

Police, what can I do for you?

- I'm very anxious to catch Dr. Lombardi's act.

Do you mind?

- Mind, no, not at all.

- Hiya, Doc.

- Lieutenant.

- An excellent idea, very good.

(Timothy laughs)

A nice little touch.

- I see Dr. Lombardi's got himself another follower.

- I had him in jail once, but Chappel's lawyer sprung him.

We didn't have enough evidence.

You're gonna have to help me on this one, Doc.

It's more in your line than mine.

- You're not going for that supernatural hokum of his?

- I don't really know what I'm going for.

I know he's a killer.

He doesn't really deny it.

He just laughs at me and says prove it.

And keep your eyes peeled, will you, Doc?

- All right, folks, curtain time.

Take your seats, please.

(audience chattering)

- Ladies and gentlemen,

it has been my good fortune to find in this young lady

the perfect hypnotic subject.

Through her, I will reveal to you

some of the hidden mysteries of life itself.

Look at me, Andrea.

Are you ready?

- Yes.

- I shall touch you, and soon you will be asleep.

Good.

Now you can hear everything I say.

Raise your right arm, please.

Lower it.

Now the left arm, please.

Put it down, please.

Now take your place by the couch.

A little forward please, Andrea.

Good.

Sit down on the couch.

Sit down, Andrea.

- She's trying to fight him off.

- We are privileged to have with us tonight,

one of the country's leading exponents of psychic research,

Dr. Erickson.

Since Dr. Erickson has called me a fraud and a charlatan,

I invite him to join me on this platform,

so that he may expose me,

so that he may show you why and how I perpetrate a fraud.

If you please, Doctor.

- If you don't mind,

I'll sit here with the paying customers.

- You refuse, Doctor?

- Go on, Ted, get up there and show him up.

- Come one, Erickson, that'll make two phonies.

- Really Ted, you should.

- Please, Ted, you've got to.

(Ted sighs)

- My next experiment is a most interesting one, Doctor.

I shall prove that life is an endless chain,

that we are given the gift of it not for one lifespan,

but since the beginning of time.

Ladies and gentlemen,

I shall give you living proof of reincarnation,

of perpetual life itself.

(people chattering)

(suspenseful music)

Andrea, you will go into a deep, deep sleep, very deep.

Your eyes are getting heavy, Andrea.

You cannot open them.

Will you examine her, Doctor?

- She's under hypnosis.

Go ahead.

- Now you are traveling back through time and space.

Farther, farther back.

Back.

Come forward, come forward quickly.

That's better.

Now stop when you want to.

Stop when you see something familiar.

You want to stop now?

Where are you?

- In me home on Oxton Road in London.

- What is your name?

- Elizabeth Ann Weatherby.

- You're smiling, Elizabeth.

Is something pleasant taking place?

- I have brought Captain Ernest Blythestone

to see me father.

He's going to ask for me hand in marriage.

- Dr. Erickson is going to question you.

You will answer him.

(suspenseful music continues)

- What year is it, Andrea?

- 1618, the year of our Lord.

- Who is the reining monarch?

- James Stuart.

- Who is Lord Chamberlain of his court?

- The Earl of Somerset.

- What's his wife's maiden name?

- Frances Howard.

- You will, no doubt, authenticate this information?

- I will.

- Now we are moving forward in time.

You are older, much older.

You're in your last illness, Elizabeth.

You're on your deathbed.

- Me son David is at me side.

He said he would do as I ask.

Now he sits and waits.

- [Carlo] What did you ask of him?

- That I be buried in Carrysbrook, near me husband,

and that Ernest's medallion be buried with me.

- What does that medallion look like?

- It is a gold shield with one ruby set in it.

- Is there an inscription on it?

- Yes.

"To me loyal subject, Ernest Blythestone."

It is engraved with King Charles's seal.

(people chattering)

- Thank you, Elizabeth, that is enough.

You will rest now, sleep, deep sleep.

More.

Deeper.

- You're putting her in a cataleptic state.

That's dangerous.

- She's survived the danger before.

Excuse me please.

Where are you now, Elizabeth?

- In space, floating in space.

- Are you alone?

- There are many others with me.

- Can I summon you out of the spirit world to be with me?

- You can summon me.

I will come.

- I call you.

(suspenseful music)

I can see you, but I don't believe the others can.

- Those who believe can see.

- I see her, I do see her.

- Make your physical presence known to those

who believe only what their eyes can see.

Open a window.

That one.

(suspenseful music)

(audience chattering)

Now come back here, Elizabeth.

Close the drapes around Andrea.

(audience chattering)

- King, come here.

- No, no, leave him.

(King growls)

I'll control him.

(suspenseful music)

(King whimpers)

Will you take him away please, Elizabeth?

(audience chattering)

There aren't many who can control an animal by hypnosis,

are there, Doctor?

- No.

- He did what I told him without a single word.

You may return, Elizabeth.

Why do you hesitate?

What?

At this moment?

Ladies and gentlemen,

I regret to say that the creature

who has cost so many lives is on its way here among us,

even now.

(audience gasps)

- Oh, she's going to faint, quick.

- You better get the water, quickly.

(audience chattering)

- What do you mean, in this house?

- I don't know, but she's in the ocean now,

preparing to come out.

(audience chattering)

Well, Doctor?

- You're a clever man.

I don't know how you did it,

but it isn't through science as I understand it.

- I have a way of proving myself to you,

but it's going to be harsh.

(suspenseful music)

Now you're going back in time to the very beginning.

By the power that is mine, I command you.

(ominous music)

- She barely has a pulse.

Take her out of this.

- She stays as she is.

- You have no right to leave her like this.

- I have my own right.

If you wish to try to take her out of hypnosis,

you may do so.

- You know I can't do that.

You induced this state, you must release her.

- Then she remains as she is.

(audience chattering)

- Did you see which way Lombardi went?

- Out on the terrace.

You're not going out there?

(suspenseful music)

(Andrea screams)

(waves crashing)

(gongs crashing)

Last night topped everything,

Lombardi and all that creature talk.

He had us in a panic.

- He did it deliberately.

He's aiming for the big circus.

- You don't make much of him, do you?

- I only know he's an extremely clever man, and an evil one.

I'm glad your dad asked them to stay over.

I wanna try to talk to that assistant of his.

- Professionally?

- He's got her in a state of complete hypnotic subjugation,

a virtual slave to his will.

I'm gonna try and break that hold on her.

- Good morning, Miss Chappel, Doctor.

- I've been thinking about your work, Dr. Lombardi.

I think it requires some serious study.

- Oh, good, I'm delighted.

- I wanna talk to your assistant.

- Of course, any time you wish, perhaps this morning?

- Fine, you set it up for me, then.

- You really poured it on last night, didn't you?

That she-creature stuff was a stroke of sheer genius.

(Timothy giggles)

Everyone lit out like the plague was after them.

They'll be talking it up today.

- Yes, I've no doubt of that.

- And that stuff on the pier the other night,

the way you tied in with that.

- That was a very fortunate coincidence for us.

- Yes, yes.

- Oh, by the way,

I shall require more suitable living quarters.

Now shall I stay here until I find them?

Thank you very much.

(waves crashing)

What are you doing out here?

- Thought I could get away from you,

for a few minutes anyway.

- Not even for a minute.

- I'll never be free of you.

Why did it have to be me?

- It was meant to be.

- If you knew how I hated it, hated you.

- Come back.

You will do as I say.

Come here.

You're asleep, Andrea.

You can hear what I'm saying.

You can understand me.

You're relaxed, Andrea.

(suspenseful music)

Dr. Erickson wishes to talk to you.

He's going to try to hypnotize you.

You must resist him, you will resist him.

He is our enemy.

He is trying to destroy us, you understand?

Beauty like yours must not be destroyed.

It belongs to me.

I love you, Andrea, and you love me too.

Just say it.

Say it.

- No!

I hate you with all my heart.

- I could make you grovel in the dirt.

I can turn you into Elizabeth Weatherby,

but I can't make you love me.

- Some day I'm going to kill you.

- I should kill you, Andrea, but the artist is vain.

He can't destroy the beauty he's created.

(waves crash)

- How are you, Doc?

- Oh, hello, come in.

- Lombardi tells me he's coming here today.

- He's agreed to conduct a demonstration

under clinical conditions.

- Mind if I sit in?

- No.

- I'd like to set up a tape recorder.

I'm stymied, Doc.

Man is a killer, and I can't touch him.

- A statement like that calls for some proof.

- I've got none.

All I know is he hates the world and everybody in it.

(Ted sighs)

- Man kills for love, for hate, for profit.

Where do these killings fit in?

- All three, and don't forget the profit angle.

Lombardi's become quite a national figure.

- I don't know if he's responsible for those murders or not,

but I do know he's a very dangerous man.

Most of the occultists,

they're satisfied to make one theory pay off for them.

He's lumped them all together, hypnotism, spiritualism,

age regression, reincarnation, and soul transmigration.

- He's doing quite a selling job.

- We all have a sacred willingness to believe in some

of the things he's offering,

the passing of the soul into another body after death,

that life is eternal, that we can communicate with the dead.

- And Lombardi fancies himself the miracle man

who's been granted the power to prove these things right.

- He's an egomaniac playing God.

He claims that the life process is continuous,

that he can take it back to a former existence,

and not only communicate with it

but cause it to materialize, to become a physical thing.

- According to Lombardi,

the she-creature was the primitive life body

of somebody living today.

What do you make of that?

- We'll still searching for the answer.

Some of the details she's given previously

have been proven remarkably accurate.

That was the medallion that was given to her husband

by King Charles.

It was found in a grave near Carrysbrook.

The headstone read "Elizabeth Weatherly Blythestone,

1600 to 1651."

- Then it was planted there.

At all, this is preposterous.

Do you hold to this nonsense, Erickson?

- My mind is open.

Go on with your experiment, Mr. Lombardi.

- Dr. Lombardi.

- Of course.

- You know it's quite simple, gentlemen,

to disbelieve anything that shatters your smug concepts.

I've taken this girl back to a time in her life

over 300 years ago.

Perhaps I can take her back farther than that,

to the time of the pharaohs,

even to the beginning of creation itself,

one soul traveling the entire distance.

- Utter nonsense.

- I can materialize her at any one of her lives.

I can transport her from what she is

to what she was.

- Really, Lieutenant,

are we supposed to watch this penny arcade drama?

- Doctor, have I ever been alone in this room?

- No.

- Then it would've been impossible for me

to plant mechanical devices in here to trick you?

- I don't think so.

- I'm talking to you, Elizabeth.

You're going into a deep sleep, very deep.

She's not responding.

Someone in this room is fighting me for her will.

Is it you, Doctor?

- Yes, I'm sorry.

- Deep sleep, Elizabeth, very deep.

(suspenseful music)

That's better.

You are now suspended in time and space.

Now I'm going to give you substance.

Not form, but substance.

You will take back the soul that once was yours.

Andrea will give it to you.

Now, good.

You can express yourself in movement.

(suspenseful music continues)

Will you take Professor Anderson's glasses off, please?

Put them back on.

That is enough, Elizabeth.

I think we've convinced them.

Would you return Andrea's soul to her, please?

Thank you.

Those who believe can actually see

the process of transmigration.

- I saw nothing.

- Nor I.

- Trickery.

- Very clever, Dr. Lombardi, but absolutely meaningless.

(Carlo scoffs)

- You can't see because you don't wish to see.

I thought I wanted recognition from you,

but now I see it means nothing to me.

Now you will awaken.

You will feel refreshed, Andrea.

You'll open your eyes.

- You said before you were giving her substance,

but not form.

What did you mean by that?

- I could've brought her to you in the flesh,

just as she was 300 years ago.

- Come now, Doctor, we're too old for fairy tales.

- Do you seriously expect men of science to.

- I expect nothing, I want nothing.

Come, Andrea.

Good afternoon, gentlemen.

- What do you make of it?

- I don't know.

- This belongs to the police department.

I'd better take it along.

(dramatic music)

- Book's passed the million-sales mark.

Thank you, Olaf.

I've closed a deal with the Beale Syndicate.

395 newspapers are starting to serialize

"The Weatherby Affair" next month.

How's that for a quick profit, Lombardi?

- You're a genius, Mr. Chappel.

- Huh?

Oh, yes, yes.

Well, now that you're in the big chips,

you'll be able to find yourself somewhere to stay.

You know the way women are.

Get yourself something big, something nice.

You can afford it.

- No, I'll stay right here.

If I decide to move, I'll let you know.

- King, King?

Where's King?

I haven't seen him since early this morning.

I hardly see him since Dr. Lombardi took over this place.

- Unfortunately, Miss Chappel,

your dog and I are not compatible.

- "Lombardi warns of more killings."

Don't press your luck, Doc.

Lay off the predictions for a while.

One miss, and our profits nosedive.

- I'm certain our good fortune will continue.

(Timothy giggles)

(train engine chugs) (dramatic music)

(audience clapping)

(train engine chugs) (dramatic music)

(audience clapping)

(waves crashing)

- Sorry I've made it so difficult for you to follow me.

- What were you doing down there?

- Oh, communing with nature,

but now I feel the need of human company.

Shall we walk to my house?

(suspenseful music)

(creature growls)

(girl screams)

(car crashes)

(waves crashing)

(dramatic music)

- I was walking with Lombardi when I heard the scream,

but I knew he did it.

He's a murderer, and I can't touch him.

(dramatic music)

- That thing last night, I didn't like it.

- Unfortunate.

Such a nice couple.

- I feel as though I've killed them myself.

- You, push a car over a cliff?

Hardly.

- There are two bank books,

one in your name and one in Dorothy's.

- Oh, yes, her dowry.

- You will see that each holds a deposit of $250,000.

- Well, we've done amazingly well.

- Hmm, we've only just started.

That should keep you in style, somewhere else.

I want you to move out of here.

- No, it's better that I stay.

(Timothy laughs)

- Oh, no, you can't stare me down.

I can look right back at you,

and I'll tell you what I see.

I see a dirty sideshow fortune teller

with delusions of grandeur.

- You're very foolish to say those things to me.

You're an ignorant man.

I assume our business relations are over.

- What for?

I'm onto a good thing.

We'll continue our business affairs at my office.

- Fine, I'll move out tomorrow.

I understand you've invited some people here tonight

for a demonstration.

- Tomorrow will suit me fine.

- Good.

(waves crashing)

You were expecting someone else, huh?

Dr. Erickson, perhaps?

Well, no matter.

We're leaving the country tomorrow, you and I.

- I'm not going with you.

I love him.

- You'll be with me on the plane.

(suspenseful music)

You'll do as I say.

- I've found the power to resist you.

He's given it to me.

- No one can take you from me.

I live only for you.

You're the light that shines out of the darkness.

- I love him.

- You'll never have him.

I'll kill him.

You'll kill him.

This time, you'll do as I say.

(people laughing)

- I haven't seen you and Dorothy together much lately.

What's the matter, lover's quarrel?

Hmm, well, here's something that will help you patch it up.

- $250,000, Dorothy's.

- And yours.

You helped to set it up.

There's more coming in.

Go over and show it to her.

She doesn't know anything about it.

This will help you to forget Carlo's little girl, eh?

- I don't think I could forget where the money came from.

I told you I was a fool about such things.

I'm sure I'll never have another offer like that again,

but thanks for giving me the first offer.

- Hi, Ted.

Who are you looking for, Andrea Elizabeth,

or Elizabeth Andrea?

I saw both of her down near the ocean a while ago.

- Thanks.

- Ted, what's she got that I haven't?

Money, breeding, social position?

- Some people have too much of everything.

- Guess I had that coming.

She's a nice girl, Ted.

(gentle music)

- Hi, beautiful.

- Bob, what're you drinking?

- That's a scotch, bourbon, gin cocktail.

- No vodka?

(Bob giggles)

You must be tapering off.

Let me know when you get down

to the scotch and bourbon cocktails.

(drink splatters)

There goes the gin.

Now I'm down to a bourbon and scotch cocktail.

(drink splatters)

(waves crashing)

- You taught me how to fight him.

His power is gone.

- We'd better be getting back to the house.

He'll be looking for you.

- I don't wanna go through with it tonight.

- You've got to.

Resist him publicly, and he'll leave you alone.

- What if I don't?

- I'll fight him for you.

I think I'll win.

- Just stay here a little longer with me.

(waves crashing)

(suspenseful music)

(King growls)

- [Carlo] You can kill him.

I command you.

(ominous music)

(King growling)

- No, get away, he's gone crazy.

(King growling)

- Get away.

Get away.

(King whimpers)

- That voice didn't come from you.

- [Andrea] Let's get away from here.

(people chattering)

- Hey, can I see you a minute?

I've formed a few theories by now,

and I wanna try them out on you.

- I'm listening.

- Every time this thing has struck,

it's been after one of these demonstrations.

That's been the pattern, I've checked it.

- You think he has some way of signaling his accomplices?

- Well, if you can call them that.

Another thing I've discovered,

every time we find the footprints coming out of the ocean,

they go back, exactly the same spot.

- You're going on the assumption

that Lombardi's creature is the real thing.

- That's the only thing I can go on.

Otherwise, it's the psychopathic ward for me.

How about you, what do you think?

- As a scientist, I'm hysterical with laughter.

As a man out for a social evening, I'm not so sure,

in fact very unsure.

- All right, folks, showtime.

House lights out, please.

- Hey, send Olaf out here, will you?

- Sure.

(people chattering)

Lieutenant James wants to speak with you,

out on the terrace.

- Yes, sir.

Am I under arrest, I hope?

I sure would like to get away from this spook shop.

- Say, have you got a tape recorder?

- In Mr. Chappel's study.

- Can you take me there

without going through the living room?

- Oh, yeah, sure, come right this way.

Right here, sir.

- Thank you.

- I will touch you gently,

and you'll fall into a deep sleep.

Your eyes are getting heavy.

They're starting to close now.

- So he's backfired.

(people chattering)

- I will count to four,

and you will fall into a deep, deep sleep.

One.

Two.

Three.

Four.

Ladies and gentlemen,

my subject is not herself tonight.

She is too tense.

You will take your place on the couch, please?

You have eyes only for mine.

You have ears only for my voice.

Now you're going into a deep sleep.

Your eyes are heavy.

Close your eyes and go into a deep sleep.

Deeper.

Deeper.

- She's dead.

- [Ed] You said before you were giving her substance,

but not form.

What did you mean by that?

- I could've brought her to you in the flesh,

just as she was 300 years ago.

(recorder clicks)

I'm talking to you, Elizabeth.

Where were you born?

My subject is disturbed tonight, ladies and gentlemen.

Her world is disturbed.

I feel a menace to the people in this house.

I urge you all to leave here at once.

- Do as he says, everybody, let's clear out of here.

(audience chattering)

- No one puts me out of my home.

- Get her out of it.

- Perhaps you can.

- Get her out of it.

- You kill me, and you kill her.

- Telephone for two squad cars.

Tell 'em to bring high-powered rifles.

- Where will you be, sir?

- I'll be down on the beach.

- Yes, sir.

- Hurry up.

- Step off the platform.

I'll do the best I can.

- I'll stay here.

- Then I'll do nothing.

I'll show my methods to no one.

Farther, please.

Now go deeper, deeper.

Time is an endless nothing.

You're falling through it.

Deeper, deeper.

(ominous music)

She's in the recovery process now.

She'll be all right.

(waves crashing) (suspenseful music)

(gun fires)

(gun firing)

(creature growls)

(gun fires)

(creature roars)

(suspenseful music)

- It'll be coming back this way.

Lombardi was right.

He did it.

- Did what?

- Brought the girl back.

- The girl?

(dramatic music)

(sirens blaring) (suspenseful music)

- Pete, you stay here with me.

We'll move him.

The rest of you get some brush and driftwood,

anything that'll burn.

- What're you gonna do with it?

- Well, Ed said to put a circle around all those prints.

Whatever killed him will be back,

and we'll set fire to it.

Bring back some gasoline from the car, will you?

Come on.

(suspenseful music)

(gun fires) (creature growls)

(gun fires) (creature growls)

(gun fires) (creature growls)

(gun fires) (creature growls)

(creature growling)

- Now do you believe, Doctor?

Kill him!

(ominous music)

(creature growling)

(suspenseful music)

(ominous music)

(dramatic music)

(Carlo breathes heavily)

You couldn't kill the man you loved.

I mustn't let you die.

Your beauty must live.

I will touch you, and you will awaken,

young and beautiful, freed forever from the past.

What I have done, no man can ever do.

(suspenseful music)

- There, fire!

- I can't see anything.

- Where I'm pointing at, hurry up!

(guns firing)

- I don't see anything.

- Fire!

(guns firing)

- You see anything?

- No, how about you, Doc?

You still see something?

- No, I was mistaken.

(dramatic music)

- She was here, wasn't she?

- Yes.

- She killed Carlo.

- He forced her to come out of her world.

He should have left her alone.

There are a lot of dark corners we weren't meant

to pry into, I guess.

- She'll never be back, will she?

- No.

(dramatic music)