The Ghost Breakers
- PASSED
- Year:
- 1940
- 85 min
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Hello, operator?
Operator?
Operator, the lights in my room.
What?
The lightning?
Do you suppose you could
send up some sort of light?
I'm leaving for Cuba tonight, and I
still have packing to do. Thank you.
The entire hotel's in darkness.
They're sending up some candles.
The lights are out
all over the city.
New York has had many storms, but
never has the whole place gone dark.
It's very strange.
Exciting, isn't it?
Oh, that must be the boy.
Oh. I hope these will help, Miss Carter.
They will. Thanks. We expect
to have the lights on soon.
That'll be fine.
Hold it, sister.
Just like Christmas,
ain't it?
More like the Fourth of July. Yeah.
Nice night
for a murder.
How did you know? I didn't. I didn't!
I just said it would be
a nice night for one.
One flash of lightning and we're
practically back in the Middle Ages.
You'll have to get used
to candles, Miss Carter.
There's no electricity
on Black Island.
The castle today is exactly as your
great-great grandfather built it.
The ghosts have to find
their way around in the dark?
- How depressing. - So you know the stories
about Castillo Maldito?
Mother told me about it.
She also told me about Santa Claus,
Snow White and the seven dwarfs.
Unfortunately, the legends about
the castle are not bedtime stories.
Mr. Havez, I believe you're
trying to discourage me.
Well, I suppose as a member
of the Cuban consulate...
as a palm-fringed paradise.
But privately, Miss Carter, I advise
you to stay away from Black Island.
Oh, come now. You don't
believe in ghosts.
a dividing line somewhere...
between superstition
and the supernatural.
All I know is that during
the last 20 years,
no human being who has tried to
spend a night in Castillo Maldito...
ever lived
to see a sunrise.
I bet I will.
Very well. I shall cable
that you are coming.
- Who's there?
- It's Kelly. Raspy Kelly.
Speak up. I can't
hear ya in the dark.
Push that button. I don't wanna
be here all night. I'm in a hurry.
Mr. Lawrence ain't got time
to talk to nobody tonight.
Alex!
Just a minute.
I's comin', boss. Oh.
Thunder and lightnin' goin'.
What a night, and ain't
nobody don't want me.
Mr. Lawrence's domicile.
Who's callin'?
Broadcasting station?
Just a minute. He's gettin' dressed.
Thanks for the memories
No, not you. Wait a minute.
of candlelight and wine
ouch! Will you quit buzzin'there?
Do you by any chance
know where I put my pants?
How lovely! Alex.
Alex.
I's comin'.
Give me the candle and you fall
over the furniture for a while.
Yes, sir.
Basil Rathbone must be
giving a party. Yes, sir.
Kinda rough,
isn't it?
Every time we have a storm like
this, something happens to me.
in Los Angeles? I sure do.
Mm, I don't like it.
I don't like it either.
Who was that on the
phone? Radio station, boss.
They said don't pay
attention to the storm...
'cause they's gonna use
auxiliary power. Aux what?
They mean you'll go on the air
at the regular time.
Did they get a positive okay
from heaven? I don't know.
If that's Raspy
Kelly, I owe him money.
Well, from the tone of his
inflections, you better pay him.
And that dame in Cincinnati.
Boy, what a storm that was.
Hiya, Larry.
Hiya, Raspy.
Get my hat and coat,
will ya, Alex? Yes, sir.
Here's that 50 for
Thanks. When you gonna
spill it over the air?
In just about 30 minutes. Yeah?
How can they broadcast
on a night like this?
They'd broadcast if the
world was coming to an end.
They would, eh?
You don't mind, do you?
No. I got another one for
you. Even better. Thanks.
It's about Machine Gun Marky. Oh,
really? Is it hot up to the minute?
Is it hot?
Wait'll you hear it.
He's drivin'
his car, see?
Another car comes along,
runs him into a ditch.
Marky gets
all smashed up.
When did it happen? Well, I
can't tell you exactly, but...
it'll probably
be tomorrow.
Tomorrow? Yeah. Well, so long.
Hey, Raspy, wait a minute. Does your
mob know you're giving me these stories?
Oh, don't worry. But
anytime you get... Shh!
Don't shout. Anytime you
get too gabby on the air,
the boys just
tune you out.
But they don't mind a little
publicity. They kinda like it.
I know. I plug them
or they'll plug me.
You get the idea.
Raspy, you
don't mean... Now listen.
Have you got a match or a
blowtorch? Alex, where are you?
Right next to you, boss. Oh, you
look like a black out in a blackout.
This keeps up, I'm gonna
have to paint you white.
Oh, that's better.
Where's Raspy?
I heard a door slam.
You did?
Better get goin', Mr. Larry. Yeah.
You sho' do
keep me worried.
Don't be silly. I'm in great
shape, for the shape I'm in.
But a lot of folks
don't like you, boss.
come to get you outta the bed,
I'll have to pull the sheet up
instead of down.
You can stop worrying
for the next four weeks.
Finish packing my bags and
pick me up after the broadcast.
Yes, sir. Tomorrow we'll be
Don't forget your muffler.
Ah, that's the life.
Those great open spaces,
fresh mountain air.
Go to the window at six o'clock in the
morning, open it, climb in and go to bed.
Ah, life, love and
the pursuit of happiness.
Remember that redhead
in Poughkeepsie?
Well, don't be late.
Yes, sir.
Gettin' up 6:
00 in the morning,climbin' in and outta windows.
If only you had some
relative to go with you.
working girl, honest but tough.
I can take care of myself.
That must be he now.
That must be he now.
Come in, Mr. Parada. I'm sorry to
be late. L... Oh, am I intruding?
Not at all. This is Mr.
Havez of the Cuban consulate.
This is Mr. Parada.
Senor.
How do you do?
I presume you are here to witness the transfer
of the estate to our charming friend?
Yes, as a matter
of routine.
Very well. Here are all
the rights and titles...
to the Castillo Maldito
on Black Island...
and to the island
itself.
I am sure you will find them
all in good order. Gracias.
And here, my dear, is your
transportation to Havana,
if you still care
to use it.
Outside of the ghosts, are there any
new reasons why I shouldn't sail tonight?
Maybe this is
a good reason.
I just received this cablegram
giving me the authority...
to offer you $50,000
for your castle.
Fifty thousand dollars!
This doesn't
make sense.
Why should anyone offer so much for
a castle full of secondhand spooks?
Who's making the offer,
Mr. Parada?
I'm sorry, I'm not at
liberty to tell you that.
Excuse me.
Hello. Yes.
You don't know me, Miss Carter.
My name is Ramon Mederos.
- I want to warn you against selling your
castle to Parada. - What did you say?
Well, I...
I can't see you now.
Where are you?
I'm in the hotel.
When may I see you?
In 20 minutes?
I'll be there.
In the meantime, be cautious.
Everything's in regular
order. Thank you.
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