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Oh, you don't have to go

into a routine with me.

I like good company too.

Say, there's some people

there I want to avoid.

Couldn't we get out of here?

Let me think about it. -Aw, come on.

How about going somewhere else then?

Why don't you meet me later?

Okay. Where?

Call me at that number later.

It's my next stop.

They've got a band there

that'll really send ya.

See ya, jeanie.

-Easy.

Never mind, operator.

Room service please.

Come in.

Be right with you, waiter.

-Yes sir.

Rest well, sir? -Yeah sure.

-May I? -Go ahead.

It's on there for you.

-Thank you, sir.

Would you like anything else?

-No, thank you. That's all.

Waiter.

-Yes sir?

Take this away.

Is there anything wrong, sir?

No. No, just take it away.

I don't even want to look at it.

Are you all right, sir?

Yeah, sure.

I'm all right. I just had too big

a night I guess, that's all.

I need some fresh air.

-Of course. Thank you, sir.

Lungs in good condition.

Blood pressure normal.

Heart fine. Well...

It's a good thing everybody

isn't like you, Mr. Bigelow

Put us doctors out of business. -I'm glad

to hear it doctor, I was a little worried.

Don't let a little belly ache worry you.

It could be just the change of climate.

Well, it isn't exaclty an ache, doctor.

It's kinda hard to describe the feeling.

Maybe it was the drinks I had last night.

I might have mixed 'em too much, huh?

Let's have another look at that throat.

You may finish dressing now, Mr. Bigelow.

I want to get the results of those

tests we took. -Thank you, doctor.

Mr. Bigelow, this is Dr. Schaefer.

Hello doctor, how are you?

-Sit down, Mr. Bigelow.

According to the information you gave Ms.

Wilson, you're not married Mr. Bigelow?

That's right. -Do you have any relatives,

family, anyone in San Francisico?

No. No one. I don't know a soul in

San Francisco. -Where is your home?

What is this doctor? Why all the questions?

You're a very sick man, Mr. Bigelow. -Sick?

But you told me I was in good shape?

-Yes, I know.

But my preliminary examination

didn't reveal your true condition.

You sound as if it's pretty serious,

doctor. -It's extremely serious.

I want you to understand that we

wouldn't tell you something like this

unless we were absolutely certain.

-Well, of course. Of course.

You must steel yourself

for a shock, Mr. Bigelow.

Well go on, doctor! What is

it you're trying to tell me?

Our tests reveal a presence in your

body of aluminous toxic matter.

What is that exactly?

A poison that attacks the vital organs.

Poison? -We have no alternative

but to tell you this.

Your system has already absorbed

sufficient toxin to prove fatal.

I wish there was something

that we could do.

What do you mean 'wish', you mean there's

nothing? -There's nothing anyone can do.

This is one of the few poisons of its

type for which there is no antidote.

Well, this is fantastic!

This is the most ridiculous thing-

You don't have very long.

What do you mean?

-A day.

Possibly a week. Two weeks at the

outside. It's hard to say exactly.

Well this is impossible!

I don't believe it!

You've made a mistake! That's it!

It could be a mistake couldn't it?

You, you have made a mistake,

haven't you? Answer me!

Dr. Schaefer is an authority on toxicology.

-There's no mistake, Mr. Bigelow.

Do you realize what you're saying?

Well, you're telling me that I'm dead.

You think you can explain my life

away in just a few words? Why-

I don't even know who you are.

Why should I believe you?

You must calm yourself, Mr. Bigelow.

We want to offer you every assistance that

-Assistance? Who wants your assistance?

Who wants anything from you?

You're nothing but a couple of phoneys.

Why, I think you're crazy! That's it! You're

crazy, the both of you! You're crazy!

Where's the doctor? -You can't come in here!

-Come on, tell me where's. Get outta...

What's the trouble here? What's

the matter with you? -Doctor.

I want you to examine me

for aluminous posion.

Come right in here.

Yeah. You've got it all right.

Your system has already absorbed it.

Are you sure, doctor?

Are you absolutely certain?

Couldn't there be some mistake?

There it is.

The toxin is actually

luminous in the dark.

No. There's no doubt about it Bigelow.

I don't feel sick. My stomach

is just a little bit upset.

Maybe it's not as bad as you think doctor.

-That's characteristic.

With a heavy jolt you'll go

suddenly in a matter of hours.

But, if the stuff was taken in a lesser

degree, you last a while, and then...

And then?

Give it to me straight, doctor!

Well, a number of things are involved.

The systemic condition of the individual.

The amount consumed. Exertion. -Yes!

You won't feel too badly for a while.

Then it will happen suddenly.

A day, two days, a week at the most.

A day?

Two days?

There's nothing that can be done now.

Would it have been caught in time,

your stomach could have been washed out.

But you've had it in

you for some time now.

For at least 12 hours, haven't

you Bigelow? -I don't know.

You don't know? -No!

-Don't you know how you got it? -No!

Then this is no accident. Somebody

knew how to handle that stuff.

That wax is tasteless and odourless.

With the amount of alcohol in your

body you must have got it in liquor.

I was drinking last night.

I'll arrange for your admission

to the hospital immediately.

Of course, I'll have

to notify the police.

This is a case for homicide.

Homicide?

I don't think you fully

understand, Bigelow.

You've been murdered.

Get me police headquarters please.

Homicide bureau.

A day...two days.

A week at the most.

You've been murdered.

This is no accident.

Somebody knew how to handle that stuff.

With the amount of alcohol in your body

you must have gotten it in liquor.

There's nothing that

can be done. Nothing.

You've been murdered.

You've been murdered.

You've been murdered.

You've been murdered.

You've been murdered.

Open up!

Open this door I tell you!

Open it up or I'll break it down!

Where are those men? Where are

those men who were here last night?

I don't know. There are no men here.

Please go away... -Don't lie to me!

Where are they? -Mister!

This lady just checked in.

Those men aren't here no longer.

They checked out the hotel early this

morning. -Checked out? -Please go away.

I'm sorry.

I'm terribly sorry.

Hello!

Please Mr. Bigelow, my ear drums.

Oh, hello Paula.

Your enthusiasm overwhelms me.

Why haven't you phoned me? Or is there

a quota on telephone calls up there?

I'm sorry I-I-I've been busy.

I'll bet you have. Visitng

the museums no doubt.

What's happening up there

that's exciting or different?

Nothing. Not a thing.

I bet you miss me but you're

too stubborn to admit it.

Sure. Sure.

You know if you'd like me to come up I can

pack a toothbrush and leave right away.

No!

Well, you don't have to snap my head off.

You could at least make the

pretense of missing me.

I'm sorry, Paula. Of course I miss you.

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