Charlie Chan at Treasure Island Page #8

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Goat Hill pounding pavement, I'm an Eskimo.

Not necessary to take

such icy view of situation.

- Matters progressing most interestingly.

- Interestingly? For who, Rhadini?

Fortunately, only wound in

shoulder, induced by this knife.

- Where did you get that?

- On step.

It is brother to one used to pin

Dr. Zodiac's note to door of theater.

It's a cinch whoever threw that knife

is the same one who knocked off the Turk.

We're through playing theater. If I can only

figure the angle that knife was thrown from...

it'll give me a clue to

where the killer was standing.

Position of killer not so

important to anxious parent...

as position of number two son who

took trip on mysterious flying table.

- He's in the cellar. All he has to do is come upstairs.

- Oh. Show way, please.

- Surely. Come on.

- [Kilvaine] I've got an idea.

I've been tryin' to figure out the angle

this knife was thrown from. I figured-

Captain Kilvaine, will you tell your stupid

cops that they must let me be with my husband?

Now just a minute, young lady. Nobody can

talk to him until after I've questioned him.

And I have a few questions for you too.

You're a fine detective

- letting one man be murdered right under your eyes...

and then setting the stage so

they could try to kill my husband!

I've tried to be calm-

Come out of there! Come out of there!

[Charlie] Jimmy!

Did not know theater

provided elevator service.

That comes from inside the sphinx.

Mr. Chan, I want to go to my husband.

The detectives won't let me see him.

Thought Rhadini's dressing room was on stage.

It is, but there's an

entrance from down here too.

Son seems to have disappeared

as completely as flying table.

Maybe he went up into

the boss's dressin' room.

- Come with me, Mr. Chan. We'll see.

- Mmm. Yes.

I hope somebody sees somethin'

around here pretty soon.

I wish I was back with my trained seals.

You could try a cross-stitch- the

kind we use in appendix operations.

Please explain absence of pants and self.

Gee, Pop, l-I had an accident.

Get dressed quickly. Disappearance

take one year off father's life.

Uh, you are doctor? Uh, how

is Mr. Rhadini's shoulder?

Not too bad. It's only a flesh wound.

He's suffering from shock right now.

I fixed him up, and I think we'd better

let him go home as quickly as possible.

Most fortunate escape. Can offer no

solution as to who make attempt on life?

I haven't the slightest idea, Charlie.

I'd just reached the bottom of

the steps, and I felt a blow.

And my shoulder seemed to be

on fire. That's all I remember.

- It must've been thrown from the audience. And

if it was, l- - Recommend we remove selves...

from dressing room and allow

Mr. Rhadini needed rest.

Excuse, please.

Look here, young woman. You knew all

about this before the lights came up-

before anyone else knew that Rhadini

had been clipped with a knife.

- How did you know it?

- I've told you before, I can sense things like that.

I had a mental vision of him lying

there with a knife stuck in his shoulder.

Mental telepathy confirmed

by scientific investigation.

Am convinced young lady's

strange power can be...

of utmost assistance to us

in apprehending murderer.

Better to probe through

penetrating mind of one girl...

than try to sift contents of whole theater.

All right, then go ahead. I'm in

this with ya. I might as well stick.

I'll tell the audience, Pop.

One moment.

Refrain from showing to

audience seat of pants, please.

Oh. I'll take care of that.

I'll wear this coat.

Ladies and gentlemen...

my father has requested me to, uh-

[Audience Laughing]

- [Laughing Continues] - My father

has requested that I call your atten-

My father has requested that I call your-

[Laughter, Applause]

[Laughter Continues]

[Laughter]

Oh, gee, Pop, this isn't my fault.

Recommend you imitate excellent

example of sphinx and keep silent.

Ask you will please excuse

amateur exhibition of magic...

by ambitious offspring...

and request you will again

lend most necessary cooperation.

and request you will again

lend most necessary cooperation.

With assistance of Miss Cairo...

will try to find solution

of most perplexing crime.

Can assure you will witness most

scientific and remarkable demonstration...

of mental telepathy.

Electrician, you will turn off all

lights except one on mirror, please.

You will read thoughts in my mind until

dominant thought of killer comes to you.

[Steady Ticking]

[Ticking Continues]

Concentrate.

Close eyes, please.

Am now your control.

You are my control.

You lips will speak my

thoughts as they come to you.

I will speak your thoughts.

[Ticking Continues]

I get the impression of a

strange, mysterious room.

There is a man. It is Dr. Zodiac.

He has learned secrets of people's lives...

and uses his information to blackmail them.

I see one of his victims.

He's in an airplane.

He commits suicide because Dr.

Zodiac threatens him with disgrace.

That man's wife is here in the theater.

Her heart is filled with bitterness.

There is another woman here

who is helping Dr. Zodiac...

but she fears him.

Only his death can bring her freedom.

I see another man here

- a rival...

who has staked his reputation

on unmasking Dr. Zodiac tonight.

There is another...

who fears the loss ofhis

position and prestige...

because Dr. Zodiac has outwitted him.

And a young man who believes Dr.

Zodiac is interfering with his romance-

trying to separate him

from the girl he loves.

There's someone confusing

our contact, Mr. Chan.

Go on, please.

Yes, I have your control again.

There is a woman who is filled

with jealousy and hatred.

Dr. Zodiac is trying to influence her.

Mr. Chan, there's a mind here that is fighting me

- trying to keep your thoughts from me.

Continue, please.

He is frightened, desperate. It is-

It is Dr. Zodiac! He is not dead.

- He is here in this theater!

- [Murmuring]

Zodiac here? Then who was the Turk?

Will soon learn.

[Charlie] Concentrate, please.

The man who was murdered

was Dr. Zodiac's servant...

who was impersonating him here tonight

to throw the police off the trail.

What was motive for murder, please?

The servant was the only one

who knew his master's secret.

Zodiac killed him to silence him...

and make the world believe

that Dr. Zodiac was dead.

Who is Dr. Zodiac?

It is-

It is-

Something is keeping it from me

- a control stronger than yours.

Killer is trying to prevent you from

reading my thoughts. Make effort, please.

I'm trying. It's coming closer.

It's filled with evil,

with thoughts of murder.

It's Dr. Zodiac!

He's ready to strike again! [Screams]

Lights! Lights!

- [Jimmy] It's Rhadini!

- Fred! - My boss!

Otherwise known as Dr. Zodiac.

Very clever to have Turk impersonate

you at sance and thus avoid suspicion.

Nice work. But you'll never

convict me of killing the Turk.

Contradiction, please. Will demonstrate.

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