The Manitou Page #3

she's possessed?

I didn't say that, and I don't believe it.

I do believe, though,

that one person can dominate

another one's mind.

I feel that somebody,

something, someone,

is transmitting signals to her,

and these signals are

causing Karen's condition.

Well, don't look at me.

All right, all right.

Suppose, just suppose that, uh,

someone or something is transmitting

signals, images to Karen.

Why? What?

Who?

I don't know,

but why don't we ask Karen?

She's very weak, Mr. Erskine.

Keep it brief, please.

Karen?

Karen?

Hi.

Hi, Harry Erskine.

- You all right?

I feel a little weak.

Karen, I want to ask you something.

Do you remember, um,

"panawitchy salatoo"?

Paaanaaaaaa!

Haven't you learned to

play that thing yet?

Well, the Amazing Erskine.

How are the ladies, Amazing?

You're looking bad, MacKenzie.

Ah, thank you very much.

The name's MacArthur.

You're still looking bad, MacArthur.

- Is that right?

[woman] Is that Harry Erskine?

[Harry] Amelia, baby.

Harry.

Oh, Harry, this is fantastic.

It's so good to see you.

- Thanks a lot.

Why didn't you come to our wedding?

Where the hell have you been?

Oh, well, I've been scaring up a ghost

or 2, I guess.

Oh, I guess... the kind that are soft and say,

"Oh, Harry, stop!"

Amy...

- Yes?

I need your help.

Well, that's it.

Karen's in trouble,

she's scared, and I want to help her.

But spiritual help?

- What else have I got, Amelia?

I can't. I promised Mac, not anymore.

Amelia, you're the best.

You taught me everything I know.

Harry Erskine,

there's only one student I ever had

who's worse than you,

and he's a plumber.

Look, this place ain't Bloomingdale's,

but Mac and me get by just fine.

- Amelia...

Please.

Look, if what you've told me

about Karen is true,

readings won't help anyway.

What am I going to do?

Okay.

We need a seance, Harry,

in the place where she lives.

I only pray, Harry, that what we're doing

won't make things worse for Karen.

Things couldn't be any worse for Karen.

Yes, this will do very well.

Thank you, darling.

Mac, would you remove these, please?

I think we should begin right away.

Harry, douse the lights, please.

Shall we join hands?

Now let us concentrate.

Concentrate our minds

on the spirits

who occupy this room.

Think of them.

Think of their souls

wandering through the ether.

Try and imagine them

as they float around us

on their spiritual errands.

I am calling on any spirit

who can help us.

I am calling on any spirit

who can guide us.

Kalim estradim

econim

purista.

Enora, enora,

optu luminare.

Spirita alastem

Enora suyim

calim

estradim

econa purista

Enora.

Are you here?

I can see your signs.

Are you here?

Talk. Speak.

Tell us who you are.

Pana...

witchy...

salitoo.

Pana...

witchy...

salitoo.

Panawitchy

salitoo.

Who are you?

What do you want with Karen Tandy?

What are you looking for?

Harry, put the lights on, please.

You okay?

- Yes, are you?

Yeah.

Oh, my God, what happened?

You okay, baby?

Yeah, and you?

- I'm fine, but I've had it.

From now on, we just

sell this stuff. We don't do it.

I promise.

Are you all right, Mrs. Karmann?

I had a vision, a face...

Yes, I know. We all saw it.

It was a spirit,

an evil spirit.

What we're dealing with here is...

black magic.

Whoever could do this

had a vast knowledge

of the occult while he was alive.

That face...

it reminded me of something or somebody.

It-It reminded me...

of a wooden Indian statue...

you know, the kind that stand outside

those old-time saloons.

Yeah, but a wooden Indian with magic powers?

An Indian medicine man.

[Harry] I don't get the connection.

Tumors, strange languages,

Tarot cards,

Mrs. Herz.

I spoke to Dr. Hughes.

He said they did a series of new tests

this afternoon,

and he's convinced that if they try

to remove that fetus surgically,

why, Karen will die.

Hey, you two, come here.

I think I found something.

Listen to this.

"Medicine men were often powerful magicians

"who were said to be capable of

extraordinary supernatural acts.

"They were believed to be immortal,

and if threatened,

"their Manitou, or immortal spirit,

"could be reborn at any time or

place in the future or past

"by impregnating themselves in the body

of a man, woman, or animal."

Is that all it says?

- From there it goes into rain dances.

That means Karen is about to...

give birth...

What can we do?

If we only had some authority.

How about Dr. Ernest Snow, Berkeley Press?

- Who's he?

Guy who wrote the book.

Here it is...

Dr. Ernest Snow, Sausalito.

[Amelia]

So, Harry, what did the professor say?

[Harry]

Change "bullshit" to a 15-syllable word,

and you got an idea what he had in mind.

You should stop telling people

what you do for a living.

Hey, I'm proud of what I do.

Dr. Snow spoke with Dr. Hughes

and confirmed the facts about Karen,

and he's agreed to meet with us

this morning.

How is she this morning?

The tumor's doubled in size. Jesus.

[Harry] Dr. Snow?

- Yes?

Professor Snow, I'm Harry Erskine.

- Oh, come in.

Hello, Professor. I'm Amelia Caruso.

MacArthur.

- Come in, come in.

Erskine...

You're a mystic.

- Yes.

You should see him in his Mr. Wizard outfit.

Really? Yes. Excuse me.

Now, why did you come see me?

You know, I'm a doctor of anthropology.

Yes, Professor, but when we spoke

on the phone...

No, what you told me was

that you had somebody

in San Francisco who was harboring

a reincarnated medicine man.

Now, for that, you do not need

an anthropologist.

You know, what you need, probably,

is a psychologist.

Please sit down. Thank you.

And there's a very good one 3 doors down.

Professor, Dr. Hughes called you

and told you

that the tumor on her neck

is definitely a fetus.

Now, all I want from you,

sir, is some kind of an explanation.

No, you're talking about my book.

Now, what I wrote in my book--

pardon me...

uh, was, uh, purely a...

Oh, it's not here. It was purely a legend.

It was a legend about a medicine man

who was reborn in 1851

in the upper Missouri

among the Hidatsa tribe.

It is a case with very little

documentation,

but it had to do

with a young Indian girl

who developed a swelling

on her arm, you see?

Which enlarged itself so progressively

that it overwhelmed her and she died,

and then there emerged, so goes the legend,

there emerged from this swelling

a fully developed medicine man.

You know, he'd been with the tribe,

he'd died some 50 years before.

But I... Be careful with this.

But, um, I assure you

that this is purely folklore

and purely a legend, that's all.

You mean you don't believe us?

- Well, now,

let's just say that I'm cautious.

After all, your own doctor... what's his name...

- Hughes? Hughes.

Why, he doesn't support your theory,

and I will not make any statement, you see,

until I'm secure in my own position.

There's a girl whose life's in danger,

and all you're worried about

is your reputation.

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