The Shadow Page #3

I think they made up the Shadow

so people would listen to the radio more.

What do you think, Roy?

Some say the Shadow is...

Roy?

Well, it...

I'll get it.

Yes?

"The sun is shining."

"But the ice is slippery."

- You're an agent of the Shadow.

- Who?

Yeah. Right. Gotcha.

What do you need?

I need a metal analysis of this.

Bronzium.

The metal is bronzium.

I didn't think it existed, but here it is.

The ancient Chinese believed this was

the very stuff the universe was formed of.

- Where did it come from?

- I'm told it came from Sianking.

If you believed in legends,

it had to be Sianking.

They called it the birthplace of the world.

Could bronzium conceivably be used

to make some sort of a weapon?

Theoretically, yes.

How?

Supposedly, it's very unstable

on the molecular level...

constantly given to expansion.

Only the cell bonds hold it in check,

but if the bonds were ever breached.

- By an explosion?

- It wouldn't do it.

But if the power of the cell were

to turn on itself in an implosion...

the molecular imbalance will be released

and then you'll have your explosion.

How big?

No man can say.

The breakdown would spread to all levels

of the cells' atomic construction.

Fashioned into a bomb,

it would be catastrophic.

I guess you'd call it an

implosive-explosive submolecular device.

Or an atomic bomb.

Hey, that's catchy.

But it'd have to have a beryllium sphere

to contain the apparatus.

No other metal would enhance a blast.

In any case, it's all moot.

None of this would be possible...

unless...

some genius figures out how

to design and make it.

The implosive device.

It would have to be sort of a shell...

with tiny implosive charges

regularly spread over the surface.

Something like this.

Fortunately...

such a device doesn't exist.

Reinhardt Lane.

Reinhardt Lane.

Reinhardt Lane.

Reinhardt Lane.

Yes, my Khan.

You know something, Lamont,

that puzzles me?

How a man like yourself

who has absolutely nothing to do...

can be late for every little engagement.

Practice, Uncle Wainwright.

Lots and lots of practice.

Waiter, get me some more chives,

would you, please?

Oh, my God, here comes that Lane woman.

I don't need her anymore, I...

- Hi, Miss Lane. How are you?

- You can drop the act, Commissioner.

- What have you done about my father?

- Nothing we can do unless...

Unless what? He blows himself up?

Margo Lane, my nephew, Lamont Cranston.

Yes, we've met.

Would you care to join us?

The fact that your father

is acting strangely...

I don't think really calls for

a police investigation.

I wanna see him.

The War Department says...

he suddenly decided to take no visitors,

not even his own daughter.

Chances are he's working

on some top secret.

- It is a government project, you know.

- No, his project is harmless.

Energy research.

Some kind of implosive device.

Look, I know something's wrong.

I spoke to him on the phone.

He was distant, confused, babbling.

He spoke to me in Chinese!

Waiter, waiter.

- He doesn't even speak Chinese!

- I'm sorry, please.

Tomorrow, I'll send a policeman

over to the federal building.

He'll see your father

and everything'll be fine, all right?

What's your opinion...

Excuse me.

Lamont!

Wait a second, Lamont.

I wanted to ask you about my father.

I have to go.

Ying Ko! Who's Ying Ko?

You will forget about me.

- Why would I do that?

- You will give me no further thought.

Are you drunk?

I don't know what kind of woman

you're used to dealing with...

but I don't appreciate being...

Hey!

The federal building.

You got it, boss.

- Pizza?

- Yuck.

I'm not going to eat a burger again.

I'm not asking you to eat a burger.

- You like fish?

- How about a burger?

Next time, you get to be on top.

- Where is Khan?

- I will not tell you.

What are you doing?

Hold on or you'll die!

Yes, to serve my Khan.

I sense somebody's coming.

Drive!

- Hello?

- Hello, Margo.

Dad.

- Are you all right?

- I'm fine.

I need to see you right away at the lab.

Are you there now?

Hurry.

No, no, no!

Oh, God! Dad!

Dad! Where are you?

Oh, God, no!

Margo Lane.

I have a mission for you, my dear.

Margo Lane.

- What are you doing here?

- You're in my home.

I am? Your home?

- What are you doing here?

- I don't know.

- Who sent you?

- I don't know!

- Who sent you?

- I don't know!

There was a voice over and over

in my head.

It said I had to kill the Shadow.

I want you to leave right now.

I had to kill the Shadow and I came here.

I said I want you to leave right now.

And there was only you.

Get out!

Let me see into your eyes.

- You want to see into my eyes?

- I think...

- Go ahead. Look at them.

- I know something I knew before.

Something strange about you.

I could feel it.

But I've got to warn you.

You won't like what you see.

The static in my head

whenever I was near you. I knew it.

You're the Shadow!

My father's disappeared. You're

the only one who can help me find him.

Just be gone when I get back.

How do you know I won't tell anyone

who you really are?

I know.

To the sanctum.

- Nice tie.

- Thank you.

By the way...

you sent Margo Lane to kill me.

Kill you?

If I wanted you dead, Ying Ko,

I would've had your liver on a pole by now.

I sent the girl to be killed.

Tell me how did you kill her?

- She's alive.

- Then she's a danger to you.

She now knows exactly who you are.

How long will you let her live?

How long before

your pure instincts take over?

I'm onto your plan.

You still don't have the beryllium sphere.

Without it, you can't complete the bomb.

Besides, you know I'm gonna stop you.

You Americans are so arrogant.

You think your meaningless,

decadent country...

is the new cradle of civilization.

- Let me tell you something...

- That's the U.S. of A. You're talking about.

I am talking about ruling the world!

I'd like to give you a name.

Leonard Levinsky. Brilliant psychiatrist.

- You'll talk, he'll listen...

- You are boring me!

- That knife.

- Recognize it?

I took it from the Tulku.

No, I correct myself.

I took it out of the Tulku

after I ran it through his heart.

When will you learn

to listen to your instincts?

Instincts?

I'll show you my instincts.

Never did master the Phurba, did you?

Still expect it to respond to brute force.

My Mongol warriors aren't

terribly bright...

but they are loyal.

Accept the truth.

There is no light without shadow.

And you and I are that shadow.

I would sooner destroy a Rembrandt

than kill you.

For the last time, will you join me?

You cannot fool me.

You cannot defeat me.

- Your mind is an open book to me.

- Then learn how to read!

Weakling!

Tail them, Moe.

He's disappeared, boss.

Stop the car.

It's just an empty lot, boss.

I can't help that I know what I know

about you.

And I can't forget it either.

It's late.

Sleep here if you like.

There are guest rooms.

But in the morning, you should go.

I'm not afraid of you.

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