Family Plot Page #8

Isn't there someplace

I might reach him

without delay?

You mean tonight?

Yes.

Well, he usually goes

directly home from here.

But tonight would be

very bad because I believe

he's giving a party.

I know he left unusually

early for some such reason.

Isn't there something

I can tell him for you

in the morning?

This is personal.

Rather personal.

Oh, I see.

Perhaps you'd like

to leave him a note.

A note? Very good.

Yes. Come this way.

Excuse me.

Thank you.

Is anything the matter?

Uh, I was, uh,

just thinking.

Instead of leaving

this note here,

it might be better

if I sent Mr. Adamson

a telegram tonight.

What's his address,

please?

Well, I don't...

It's all right.

We're friends.

- 1001 Franklin Street.

- 1001 Franklin.

Thank you very much.

You've been very kind.

You're a Capricorn,

aren't you?

No, I'm a Leo.

That's what I thought.

Pete, hi.

Hello, there,

Blanche, baby.

Have you seen George?

He just left a few minutes ago,

but he'll be back.

Took a party of four

out to River Valley.

Oh, dear. That could

take all night.

Easily. What's up?

Would you give him

a message for me?

Sure thing.

Just tell him

I found him.

You found him?

That's right.

He lives at 1001 Franklin.

That's where he lives,

and that's where I'm going now.

You found him, and

that's where he lives, and

that's where you're going now.

Thanks, Pete.

Any time, Blanche.

You wanna go over

the new pickup spot once again?

I know it by heart.

Are you all right?

I will be.

You sure?

Have to be there at 9:30.

Let's get going.

Bishop Wood,

it's time to go.

Have you your vestments on?

Yes, but I haven't

finished the chicken.

I'm sorry, Your Excellency.

Here's what

I want you to do.

Place the armchair

in the center of the room...

facing away from the door

and seat yourself in it.

You're going to be

comfortably put to sleep.

But it'll last only

for a short while.

Thank you very much.

You are most considerate.

Let me know

when you're ready.

By the way. I haven't quite

finished that book...

you were kind enough

to let me have.

May I, uh,

take it along?

With our fingerprints on it?

Tsk, tsk, tsk.

Nice try,

Your Excellency.

Thank you.

Don't bother, then.

I'm ready.

All right, I'll be

turning your light off now.

We mustrt be late.

See who it is,

and be careful.

It's her. That woman.

Blanche Tyler.

This is incredible!

Is that cab driver

with her?

She's alone.

If I didn't have to make

this pickup in 35 minutes...

What are we going to do?

Nothing!

Until later tonight.

- She's gone.

- Come on. Let's go.

Hurry, hurry, hurry!

I thought you said...

I know.

- Mr. Adamson?

- Watch him.

Oh, Mr. Adamson.

How lucky I am

not to have missed you.

Apparently you didn't hear me

at the front door.

Apparently.

I am Madame Blanche Tyler,

the spiritualist.

Good evening, honey.

Madame Blanche, I wonder if I

might suggest to you to remove

your car from our driveway.

We're terribly late

for an appointment.

Well, yes.

When you hear why

I've come, Mr. Adamson...

Or should I say Shoebridge?

You won't mind

being late at all.

My dear lady,

I know exactly why

you've come here.

How could you?

- And exactly why you and

your friend, that cab driver...

- You know George?

Have been sniffing along my

trail like two eager bloodhounds

these past few weeks.

I had no idea,

Mr. Adamson.

All right, Madame Blanche,

you found me.

Music to my ears.

I'm perfectly willing to listen

to your demands, whatever they

might be, but not right now.

No demands, Mr. Adamson.

Oh, no, no, no!

Hardly that. Julia Rainbird

wants nothing from you...

but the privilege of making you

heir to the entire

Rainbird fortune.

The whole, lovely

millions and millions of it.

Now if she made any demands

at all, they were on me

to find you.

Through psychic means,

of course.

Let me get this straight.

Is that the only reason

you and your friend have been,

shall we say,

investigating me?

Oh, yes. And don't think

it's been easy.

Oh, Mr. Adamson,

you've given George and me

the devil's own time of it.

Tracing you

from a foundling baby...

to a young boy named Shoebridge

to a man named Adamson.

Oh, but, Mr. Adamson,

here you are,:
Here I am.

- It's a happy moment

for us all, isn't it?

-

It's the Bishop.

Does anyone know

that you've come here?

No one know...

Anyone kn-know?

No. Not a soul.

Not even George soul.

You have nothing

to worry about, Mr. Adamson.

I promise.

I won't breathe a word...

to anyone.

It looks like Miss Tyler

needs some rest.

Will you do as I say?

No. No.

Unlock the door.

Cheer up, Fran.

Let's go get the new diamond

for our chandelier.

Wow.

It's gorgeous.

And now for Madame Blanche.

Oh, my God.

Blanche?

Blanche?

Blanche?

If I'm talking too much, perhaps

it's because you're not talking.

It's my stomach, Arthur.

Murder doesn't agree with it.

You think I'm

looking forward to it?

If Joe Maloney

had been more efficient,

they'd both be dead by now.

You can have my share,

Arthur.

You can keep both diamonds

all to yourself

if you'll just end it.

I'll tell you what I'll do.

If you help me carry Sleeping

Beauty up out of the cellar,

load her into our car...

and drive her out

to some deserted road

where a suicide can take place,

I promise you we'll talk

this thing over.

Okay?

What about the cab driver?

If she was able to find us,

I'm sure he can too.

He'll walk

right into our hands.

Your hands, not mine.

Don't you think we ought to

go down and take a look at her?

It's been a while

since we gave her that shot.

You do it.

Okay.

You'll be happy to know

she's still unconscious.

Blanche.

Shh!

I'll put this end

into her exhaust pipe...

and the other end

in the window.

That way,

it'll look like suicide.

Better go and get her now.

I'll take her in our car.

You follow in hers.

You take hold

of her feet.

Jesus, she's heavy.

George!

Got 'em.

Blanche, you faked

that one beautifully.

You are still the champ.

Thank you, George.

Do you realize how much

the reward is for those two?

Yes.

But do you realize

how much more

the reward would be...

if we could

find the diamonds

and turn 'em in?

What's the matter

with you?

I...

Blanche,

what's the matter?

Blanche,

what's the matter?

What is it?

Blanche, you did it!

You are psychic!

What am I doing here

on the stairs?

You're not a fake.

You actually found one.

Look.

I did?

I'll get the police on the phone

and give them our good news,

and call Miss Rainbird

and give her the bad.

Operator,

can I have the police?

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