The Brass Bottle Page #6

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you've been having

about a genie.

- I don't have any delusion.

- Mr. Ventimore,

why don't we go upstairs

and have a nice quiet chat?

No, no.

There's nothing wrong with me.

Oh, I'm sure

it's just temporary, darling.

- Of course, it is.

- Look. Get this straight.

There is a genie.

His name is Fakrash.

He came out of a bottle.

- Furthermore...

- Harold.

What shall I do with this?

I supposed she's a genie, too?

Yes, she is.

She's a Blue Jinn.

Mr. Fakrash is a Green Jinn.

He produced her

out of a puff of smoke.

I'm sorry to have

troubled you, doctor.

There's nothing wrong with him.

Nothing that requires

a psychiatrist.

Sylvia, at least talk to her.

She can explain the whole thing.

Tezra.

Tezra, come down here, quick.

Sylvia.

Mr. Wackerbath.

At least you remember my name.

Mr. Ventimore,

my Board of Directors and I

have been waiting for you

since 10:
00.

I just completely forgot.

I don't wonder.

It seems your other interest

are more important

than your work.

Oh, no, Mr. Wackerbath,

I take a solemn oath...

If you have

any integrity at all,

which I doubt,

you will return my retainer.

Back to my office please.

We couldn't reach you by phone.

They said it was out of order.

You sure had me fooled.

What are you doing?

I am summoning

Fakrash-el-Aamash.

He alone can help thee.

Nobody can help me.

I wish I were dead.

Who speaks of death

when there is so much joy

in living?

Why wert thou so long, my Lord?

After your behavior last night,

I was of a mind

not to come at all.

But I have decided

to be magnanimous.

What's troubling him?

- Thou.

- I?

Yes. Thou.

And my troubles won't be over

until I get you back

in that bottle somehow.

This you shall never do.

It cannot be sealed again

without the Seal of Solomon.

And that I have destroyed.

At least get out of my life.

You've been nothing

but a headache

since I first laid eyes on you.

Very well.

Come, Tezra.

Farewell, Harold.

I shall truly miss thee.

Farewell, Tezra.

Should you ever need me,

call and I will answer.

I will never call you

as long as I live.

- Mr. Fakrash?

- Did you call?

Oh.

Will you please

turn this place back

the way it was?

Thank you.

Tezra awaits me.

Don't go, Mr. Fakrash,

you're the only one

who can help me.

Losing Mr. Wackerbath

isn't important,

but losing Sylvia is.

She and her parents

think I'm cracked.

You're the only one

who can convince them

that you really are a genie.

It shall be taken care

of at once.

Come to the Kenton home

within the hour.

And all will be well.

How dare he send you here?

Well, sir, I have nothing

to say to you

and I have nothing

to say to him.

Good day, sir.

Very well.

Then, please let me speak

with your daughter.

She is not in.

Now, will you please

just get out?

Professor Kenton,

you're wrong about Harold.

He's a fine, temperate,

young man.

He is a crackpot.

And I have no intention

of allowing my daughter

to become involved with him.

Sir,

I am the genie

of whom he spoke.

You see, he liberated me

from the brass bottle and--

How much is he paying you

to put on this ridiculous act?

Hmm?

Or as you crazy as he is?

Thou dearest address

and Efreet of the Green Jinn

in such a fashion?

Efreet my foot.

Now, you get out of here.

Get out of here,

I say.

I warn thee, provoke me not.

Oh,

out.

Contemptible one,

thou hast sealed thy fate.

Oh.

Since thou art stubborn

as a mule,

then thou shalt become one.

Anthony?

Anthony, are you in there?

It sounds like he's knocking

over the furniture.

Oh, no.

Not after all these years.

What is it, mother?

Well, can't you guess?

He's been drinking.

Father?

He never drinks.

He doesn't dare.

Two drinks

and he just goes berserk.

Oh, you should have seen him

after the champagne

at our wedding.

But, of course,

you couldn't have.

He promised me

he'd never again--

oh, Anthony.

Please open the door.

Anthony?

- Hi.

- What are you doing here?

- Weren't you expecting me?

- I thought I made it clear,

I never want to see you again.

- Oh, no, no, no, no, no.

- Sylvia, Sylvia.

- No, maybe--

maybe he can help us.

Anthony has locked himself

in the study

and we can't open the door.

Well, is he still with--

is he alone?

We don't know.

We just got home.

Wow.

Any other entrance?

Only the windows.

Oh, dear.

I shouldn't let Harold

of all people

see your father

in his present condition.

Oh, no, no, whoa, whoa, please.

Hey, hey.

Harold, are you in there?

I'm here, but--

but Professor Kenton isn't.

Just a dirty old mule.

Aah.

- Did he say mule?

On our wedding night,

he brought home a goat.

Hey, whoa, whoa.

Oh, no,

you couldn't be.

He wouldn't dare.

Professor Kenton?

If you are Professor Kenton,

would you--

would you kindly signify

by wiggling your ears?

Oh, believe me, sir,

I had no idea.

Oh, oh, oh, whoa, please,

whoa, please, whoa, steady boy.

I mean-- I mean,

I beg you to take it easy, sir.

I'm sure you're convinced now

that Mr. Fakrash is a genie.

Ah, sir, ouch, oh, that hurts.

Oh, oh, ouch.

Whoa, professor,

if you kill me,

you'll destroy the only person

who can get you out

of this ridiculous situation.

Whoa.

We'll go over to my place

and wait for Mr. Fakrash.

I'm certain I can talk him

into changing you back.

Oh, sir,

that's hardly necessary,

I'm glad to help all I can.

May I make one suggestion?

Don't twitch in front

of your wife and daughter.

They're apt

to recognize you, okay?

Come on.

All right?

- Where's father?

- Oh, get that filthy beast

out of here.

- I'm sorry.

I'm sorry, don't worry,

I'll find him,

I'll bring him home.

I know this isn't the way

to my house, Professor,

but the car won't turn

any way I turn it.

It's that crazy Fakrash.

I can't make it stop.

Fakrash!

Oh, no, Mr. Fakrash!

Oh.

Mr. Fakrash is having fun.

What're you gonna do, huh?

Come and join me, Harold.

I know you haven't had lunch.

Cold chicken, cold cuts--

And a cold, inhuman monster.

Not at all.

I even have hay and alfalfa

for your friend.

There's nothing funny

in what you did

to Professor Kenton.

I want him changed back now.

Wisely has it been written,

first things first.

That's not wisely

written anyplace,

you just made that up.

What does that it matter?

Look around you, my boy.

What do you think of it?

- What do I think of what?

Can you picture

a more lovely setting

for your beautiful homes?

Select the design you wish

and 3,000 houses will appear

before your eyes,

an entire city.

You can't put up

houses like that.

Oh, yes, I can,

with one wave of my hand.

Listen, Mr. Fakrash,

you don't own this land.

And even if you did,

you can't build on it

without a building permit.

Then detailed plans

have to be drawn up,

then the Building Inspectors

have to okay them,

then they have to approve

every step of the work,

foundation, plumbing,

electrical.

Furthermore, all materials

must be union made

and all work must be done

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