The Mummy's Curse Page #3

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the front door.

We go the side way

to Tante Berthe.

You wait here.

I go get Tante Berthe.

What do you do here

in my home, Joe?

Shh.

Who's she?

I find dis poor girl

in de swamps.

She's-a very sick.

What is she doing here?

Hey, what is your name?

What's the matter with you?

Don't just stand there,

go get Monsieur Doctor!

All right, all right.

You take good care from her.

Don't worry, just get

Monsieur Doctor, quick.

Go on, there,

I fix the bed and get you

some clean clothes.

And you just rest

for awhile.

That's it.

The hour has come,

Kharis.

The moment for which

you have waited so long.

Ragheb has seen your bride,

Princess Ananka, taken away.

Now you shall go

to take her.

You know

your destination.

Drink! Drink from the brew

of the nine tana leaves.

And any who would stand

in your way, kill.

Kill!

You feel, perhaps,

a little better.

What's the matter?

You feel sick again?

I thought we were

gonna hit her.

I wonder

what's happened to her

and what she's doing here?

Yes, look at the way

she's dressed.

What strange clothes

to be wearing out in the swamp

at this hour of the night.

She doesn't seem

to be injured in any way.

Let's take her back to camp

and have Dr. Cooper

take a look at her.

You'd better sit

in back with her.

Excuse me.

What's the matter here?

Where the girl?

What happened?

We have a good time singing.

Ulysses come in here and...

And Tante Berthe,

she on the bed.

This woman is dead.

Death by strangulation.

I don't know why somebody

want to kill her.

She's only sing

and try to make people happy.

Funny marks

in the throat.

It looks like mold.

Odd, isn't it?

Poor Tante Berthe.

She's-a dead.

And-a girl,

she's-a gone.

Wha...

What has happened to me?

I woke up

and everything is so strange.

Who are you?

We're friends.

We found you

wandering around

last night.

Wandering?

Dr. Halsey and Miss Walsh

brought you here.

Are you feeling better?

I cannot remember who I am

or what I'm doing here!

Do you remember Joe?

No.

Do you remember

Tante Berthe?

Tante Berthe.

The Cajun woman.

Cajun woman.

You really only suffered

a severe shock.

Now, you need

have no fear.

Just lie down.

Rest quietly and

you'll be all right.

I'll drop in to see

how you are later.

Now, that poor girl

is definitely

a victim of amnesia.

We must give her

something to do,

something to keep her

mentally alert, keep her

talking as much as possible.

She could help me

with my laboratory work.

I could

start her tomorrow.

That would be fine, fine.

Hello.

What are you

trying to do,

develop a fine case

of sunstroke?

Good morning,

Dr. Halsey.

I hope you do not mind

my working out here.

I had one of the men

move the equipment.

I love the sun.

Yes, but does it

love you that much?

Or will you be shining

like a boiled crawfish

in an hour or two?

I can never get

too much sun, Dr. Halsey.

I hope you will

forgive me,

but I've been reading

your notes.

Oh, it's just a lot of

technical data you probably

wouldn't understand.

I do understand,

Dr. Halsey.

And you're right.

These are

mummy wrappings.

But your notes

are not complete.

Well, that's

very interesting.

Here.

See for yourself.

Notice the coarse

material,

and the number of strands

per square inch.

This fabric was woven

during the dynasty

of King Amenophis.

And worn by Kharis,

prince of the royal house.

Have you studied

archeology?

Archeology?

No, No.

At least I do not

remember.

Well then, how do you

know about this cloth,

and about Kharis?

I do not know how.

There's really no way

to explain it.

Sometimes I feel as if

it's all part of a...

...strange...

...dream.

Say, if you're right,

this is terrific.

You could be

a great help to me.

You know, this is...

Ilzor, do you know

this young lady?

No, sir.

Just a minute, Ilzor.

Kharis!

Kharis!

Here, here!

What're you saying?

I'm sorry.

What happened to me?

You were calling Kharis.

Kharis?

Was I?

Yes.

It is the will

of Amon-Ra.

This morning

I tried to lead your

Princess Ananka to you.

But it has been ordained

that you must seek her out

for yourself.

Hasten then,

while the moon

is still high.

Pardon me for breaking in

like this, Doctor,

but I need your help.

I need help desperately.

I don't think

anyone can help you

in your present state of mind.

Please sit down.

He's coming for me.

Who's coming

for you?

Kharis.

Who's Kharis?

It's so hard to explain.

It's as though I were

two different people.

Sometimes it seems as if

I belong to a different world.

I find myself

in strange surroundings,

with strange people.

I cannot ever seem

to find rest.

And now, Kharis.

You wait here.

I'll get you something

to quiet your nerves.

Oh, please, do not go!

Do not leave me, please!

Shh.

Listen.

You hear?

I suppose you've seen

the morning paper about

Dr. Cooper being killed,

and the disappearance

of that strange girl?

I have.

Well, what've you got

to say about it?

I regret it

very deeply.

But I can't see why you

should challenge me.

I didn't kill Dr. Cooper.

Ever since you started

fooling around here, we've

had nothin' but trouble.

First there was Antoine.

Then Tante Berthe,

the cafe woman.

I didn't kill

them, either.

The same mold markings

that were found

on Tante Berthe's throat,

were found

on Dr. Cooper's.

Kharis, the mummy...

Oh, the mummy?

Oh, yes, the mummy.

It's hard enough to get

something done with a lot

of superstitious fools.

And by Jupiter,

you're not gonna

drive the rest of 'em away

with your mummy killings.

You're not helping matters any

by ignoring them, Mr. Walsh.

The mummy must be caught.

You should be willing

to help me.

Help you?

I'll help you, all right!

Just you listen to this.

Betty, I want you to send

a telegram to the main office

right away.

Tell them that I insist

the permit granted

to the Scripps Museum

to excavate

in these swamps,

be revoked at once!

Now just a minute,

Mr. Walsh...

Uncle Pat,

you can't do that.

Can't I?

Just you send

that telegram.

Go on, send it!

No, Uncle Pat,

it's unfair

and I won't.

You won't?

No, I won't.

All right,

I'll send it myself!

How about that girl?

Maybe she tell us something

if we find her.

You're right.

There must be

some connection there.

That's hard

to believe.

But the mummy always

shows up wherever she is.

First at Tante Berthe's,

then at Dr. Cooper's.

Undoubtedly coincidence.

Just the same, I intend to

try to find her

and solve this puzzle.

Me, too.

I'll help find

that poor girl.

I know these swamps

like my finger.

Thanks, Joe.

Get Ragheb and

some of the other workmen

to go along.

We'll cover

every trail tonight.

Personally, I think

the whole search

is hopeless.

Well, I don't.

Thanks for trying,

anyway.

We are only wasting

our time, Dr. Halsey.

It doesn't look like

we're having much success.

Always, that girl walk

like she's asleep.

The swamp, she's-a plenty

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