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That's when I hit him

with the questions

From the kids in the audience.

Got them right here.

All right, let's, uh,

let's hear them.

Yeah, groovy;

uh, Mr. Orlok--

'scuse me, uh, do

I call you Byron

Or Mr. Orlok?

It doesn't matter.

Mr. Orlok.

Mr. Orlok-- groovy.

Got some questions here

from the fans out there.

Mr. O, how do you like

being in motion pictures?

What's the next one?

( phone ringing )

"what's the next one?"

( chuckles )

"is Byron Orlok

your real name?"

Sammy, this isn't

very interesting.

( phone ringing )

Jenny, can't we hold up

those calls?

Dick, dick, um...

( clears throat )

"what is your next

flick going to be?"

Sammy, this is dull--

Deadly dull.

It's going to be

my last appearance,

And I'd like

to do something that...

Yeah.

Hey, what are you

cats talking about?

Why Don't you

tell them a story?

You know a few

scary stories.

Yes, I might perhaps

do that, yes.

Well, what's taking

you so long?

Hey, you know what

they're doing, man?

Orlok:

Well, now,

let me think. I...

I think I know

a short one

That might do.

Let's hear it.

Yeah.

Hey, what about

these questions?

Orlok:

Ladies and gentlemen,

Boys and girls,

I'd like to leave you

with a little story

To think about

as you drive home...

Through the darkness.

Once upon a time,

many years ago...

There should be a pin spot

while they see my face

As I'm talking.

Once upon a time,

Many, many years ago,

A rich merchant in Baghdad

sent his servant

To the marketplace

to buy provisions.

And after a while,

The servant came back

white-faced and trembling

And said, "master, when I was

in the marketplace,

"I was jostled by a woman

in the crowd,

"and I turned to look,

"and I saw that it was death

that had jostled me.

"and she looked at me

and made a threatening gesture!

"oh, master, please,

lend me your horse,

"that I may ride away

from this city

"and escape my fate.

"I will ride to Sumara,

And death

Will not find me there."

So, the merchant

loaned him the horse,

And the servant mounted it

And dug his spurs

into its flank,

And as fast as the horse

could gallop,

He rode towards Sumara.

Then the merchant

went to the marketplace,

And he saw death

standing in the crowd.

And he said to her,

"why did you make

a threatening gesture

To my servant when you saw him

this morning?"

And death said, "I made

no threatening gesture.

"that was... That was only

a start of surprise.

"I was astonished to see him

here in Baghdad,

"for I have an appointment

with him tonight...

In Sumara."

( music playing loudly

on radio )

( tires screeching )

( music stops )

( soft, high-pitched whining

in distance )

( whining louder )

( mechanical whirring )

( whining very loud )

( gunshot )

( tires screeching )

( four gunshots )

( gunshot )

( gunshot )

( tires screeching,

second gunshot )

( clicks )

( groans, hisses )

( gunshot )

( high-pitched whining )

( gunshot )

( gunshot, tires screeching )

( gunshot, tires screeching )

( tires screeching )

( crashing )

( footsteps on stairs )

Hey, what are you doing?

Hey.

( screams )

( siren wailing )

( siren wailing )

( sirens approaching )

( siren wailing )

( sirens approaching )

( radio playing rock music )

( tires screeching )

( horn honking )

( siren wailing )

Radio DJ:

Now we're going to go-go

with this sound!

( upbeat song playing )

( siren wailing )

he was on his...

...Leaving town

he just stopped by to tell me

that she's gone

( siren wailing )

( tires screeching )

how she laid 'em down

they all heard my baby humming

the California...

( tires screeching )

they all stopped by to tell me

that she's gone

oh, how she used to love

to dance that ol' grizzly bear

( siren wailing )

I guess she's gone to Frisco

to dance it there

because when I woke up

this morning

she was gone

she was gone

oh, she was gone

yeah, she was gone

she was gone

she was gone

she was gone

yeah, she was gone.

Good evening, sir.

One, please.

All right.

DJ:

Squares, go home.

We only want the winners here

'cause this is

The winner spinner

with sounds around.

Hit to hit now.

We're gonna play a record

for you, and we're...

That's one-fifty

and two.

Thank you.

Mm-hmm.

( gentle rock and roll playing )

when I go by Baltimore

need no carpet on my floor

come along, follow me

we'll go down to Galilee

and it's a green, green

Rocky road

( fading ):

promenade in green

tell me who y'all love,

tell me y'all...

( engine starting )

I really did mean one thing

I said last night, Jenny.

I Don't want you to return

to London with me

If it's going to...

Upset any plans.

I never make plans,

you know that.

If you mean about

Sammy and me,

It'll probably make things

go one way or the another.

Mmm.

Do the Chinese have a saying

for that, too?

( easy listening music playing )

( children talking )

( boy shouting happily )

( easy listening music playing )

how can you care about me

when you can't even see me

standing alone by your side

you tell me that you won't

let your pride

without you, I can't...

aah-aah...

to love and understand you

like I do

always knowing what

to call you

I sometimes wonder why...

( children talking and laughing

happily )

promenade in green

tell me who you'll love

tell me who you'll love

who you'll love

who you'll love.

( wheels squeaking )

( slow rock music playing )

( children laughing )

( easy listening music playing )

( radio static )

Is Byron Arock here yet?

Byron Orlok.

Orlok.

I Don't know, butch.

He's probably here.

( clamoring )

Good evening,

Mr. Loughlin.

How are you?

Are the folks here yet?

No, no, you're

the first one.

It's starting!

It's starting!

( machine humming )

( dramatic music playing )

( dramatic music playing

on speaker )

( thunder rumbling )

( bird screeching )

( knocking )

( knocking continues )

In the name

of the government of France,

I order you to open this door!

( hinges squeaking )

Your pardon, young sir.

I was at my devotions,

and I did not hear you.

I'm sorry, sir,

But surely I

made enough noise

To wake the dead.

The government of France.

I've seen the uniforms

of many governments in my time.

What do soldiers of France

want here?

Shelter, for one thing.

Permit me to

introduce myself.

Lieutenant

Andr Duvalier.

Baron Hector Verig von Leppe.

I suggest you will find

better shelter in the village.

Thank you, baron,

But I've had my

fill of village inns.

Surely you wouldn't

want to inconvenience

a French officer?

Come in.

What do you see,

lieutenant,

Of a plain

but noble house?

Relics, ghosts...

A noble heritage

is something to be

proud of, baron.

I'm afraid

we've forgotten

that in France.

Ah, yes.

Your name--

Duvalier.

Your family?

My father was

the count Duvalier.

Was, till they came

one morning...

Forgive me for reviving

painful memories.

You must be cold and tired,

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