The Norliss Tapes Page #4

for those of us

who are connoisseurs,

So, certainly, I should like

to own the osiris scarab.

Well, mrs. Cort told me

that you demanded to know

Why the ring

wasn't for sale.

Well, naturally,

I was disappointed,

And I vented

my disappointment

over the telephone.

It was purely

an emotion of the moment.

So she didn't tell you

why she wouldn't

sell the ring

Or where it is?

No, she did not.

Do you know where it is?

Mm-hmm.

You see, mr. Cort's will

declared that the ring

Should be buried with him.

It's now on his finger

in the family crypt.

How curious.

How very curious.

I had a private agreement

with mr. Cort.

Now, it's no business

of yours or anybody else's.

I keep

private business private.

Madame jeckiel,

mrs. Cort thinks

her husband is alive.

As a matter of fact,

she thinks she saw him.

In the studio?

Well, now, isn't

that interesting?

How did you know

where she saw him?

Jim always loved

being in the studio,

And his presence

might linger there.

Oh, come on!

This was no presence.

This was a real man.

Real enough

to kill a dog

And take a double

shotgun blast

in the chest.

Why are you telling me this?

Look, this has

nothing to do with me.

Well, I think it has

a lot to do with you.

And the ring

you gave to cort.

All part of a puzzle,

and I'd thought

you'd help me

Put the pieces together.

There's nothing

I can say.

What about the studio?

I think

you know something

about the studio,

And it's linked

with the ring.

Look, I'm gonna

tell you something.

You stay away

from that place.

Stay away from

the whole cort estate.

Why?

It's the house of sargoth.

Hello?

Ellen, it's david.

How are you?

Okay, but it

sure is raining here.

Listen, I think

I'm on to something.

I saw madame jeckiel.

She wasn't too talkative,

but she did make a slip

In reference

to james' studio.

I think this whole thing

ties in to the studio.

I'm gonna be down there

in about an hour.

I'll pick you up at 11:30.

Well, where are we going?

Back to the studio.

Now, you're familiar

with it, and I'm not.

I wouldn't know

what to look for,

But I'm convinced

something is there.

Will you go with me?

I'll be ready.

Okay.

It's almost midnight.

I was worried.

I thought something

might have happened to you.

The storm slowed me down.

I was in a lot

of heavy traffic.

What do you expect

to find at the studio?

I don't know,

I'm not sure.

Did you find

anything out about

the parks girl?

Only that there seemed

to be something strange

about the body.

Like what?

Like she had no blood.

Through here.

I hate to

put you through this.

I'd rather

have done it alone.

No, I'm glad I can help.

Anyway, I was

going stir crazy

waiting back at the inn.

I wish I knew

what to look for.

Anything odd or abnormal.

What's this?

I don't know.

I've never

seen it before.

Wasn't here the other day.

I know.

You sure

he didn't start this

just before he died?

No, this isn't his.

It's not like his work.

Look at the face.

And this clay.

What about it?

It's still damp.

Someone's still working

on this thing.

But that's impossible.

How could that be?

Here he comes!

thank you.

Okay. Mrs. Cort.

Mr. Norliss,

you know, it's 2:00

in the morning.

Have you

been drinking?

Look, I'm not

gonna argue with you.

I saw cort.

He was as close to me

as you are.

Another one

of your ghosts?

A ghost doesn't

rip up a car door.

Take a look

out the window.

He did that?

He did that.

Mrs. Cort,

are you all right?

All right, let's go.

Get 'am around

in the back, there,

would ya?

All right, listen.

Check this over here.

We're still trying

to find a body.

He says he hit one,

and we can't find it.

Get on,

get over there.

It seems to me

that you must've just

grazed him with a fender.

I'm telling you,

I hit him head on.

All right. Frank, jim,

search the main house.

The rest of you,

check the studio

and all the grounds.

You come with me.

Where?

I'm gonna see if mr. Cort

is at home to friends.

Come on with it.

Let's go.

Someone's taken the body.

Did you hear what I said?

That's all there is to it.

Somebody's taken the body.

Look, hartley,

what more do you need?

Now, you look,

mr. Norliss.

I just don't buy

your zombie story.

As far as I'm concerned,

we've got a prowler

that looks like mr. Cort

Who assaulted you people

when you caught him

doing his job.

Mrs. Cort saw him-

Now, for his own reasons,

He removed mr. Cort's body.

I'm still

in the dark as to why,

But maybe it's to just

follow up the disguise.

Explain the

abnormal strength.

You think I pulled

the door off the car?

I don't try

to explain anything.

If I did, I would say

that you snagged

the open car door

On the garage

in your hurry to get out.

Now, look.

When people panic,

they do funny things.

What're you gonna do

about all of this?

Assuming that we don't

find the prowler

on the grounds,

And I agree,

that's very unlikely,

Then I'll have

the woods searched.

In the meantime,

it's late, and I'm tired.

I'm gonna take

mrs. Cort back to town.

You follow us.

When you get there,

you can sign a complaint.

Let's give up

on this wild goose chase.

Who is this?

It's david.

Are you all right?

I suppose so.

They gave me a sedative.

What time is it?

It's afternoon. 2:00.

Where are you?

I'm at home.

Been trying to reach

charles langdon.

Has he called you?

No. No one's called.

That sheriff still

won't believe me.

Thinks we're both crazy.

Did you show him

the sculpture we found?

No, no.

I don't want anyone

touching that thing

Until I can determine

what it is, what it means.

I'm having the clay

analyzed right now.

Sheriff hartley wants me to

Make a full statement

at his office this afternoon.

What- what should I tell him?

Tell him the truth.

Just leave out the sculpture.

David?

David, I'm still

very frightened.

He's out there. Alive.

And you and I know

he's out there.

Why won't the sheriff

believe us?

Hey, what's it gonna take

to make him believe us?

that night,

ellen's sister marsha

Drove down from

san francisco.

She'd returned from her

trip to new york

Earlier than expected.

And unfortunately,

When she tried to reach me,

I was out.

It was after midnight

when she pulled into

The deserted cort estate.

And when she found

no one there,

She was already too tired

To make the half-hour

drive to carmel.

And since another

storm was building,

Marsha decided to seek

closer lodgings.

By the time she's arrived

at the orange grove motel,

A small, off-the-road

scattering of faded cabins,

The storm had broken,

And the rain

had begun to fall.

We're closed.

Please! Let me come in!

We're closed

for the night!

Please! I need a room!

Go away!

Poppa, will you

tell her we're closed?

I'll tell her

we're closed.

now, look, lady!

My wife said-

Oh, please,

could I come in?

It's so wet out here.

I'm freezing to death.

Well, come on in.

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