The Walking Dead Page #4

and scientists to meet Ellman.

I'd like to try something,

and I want your help.

What have you in mind, doctor?

Well, if Ellman shows antagonism

towards Nolan, without apparent cause...

...would he react in the same way to?...

Mr. Merritt.

How do you do?

- Mr. Blackstone.

- Glad to know you, doctor.

Mr. Loder.

How are you?

Mr. Nolan you know.

Of course.

- Glad you could come.

- Thank you.

- I hope we're not late.

You're just in time.

That's just fine.

We hate to miss anything.

I hope you won't.

My secretary will show you where to sit.

- This way.

- Thank you.

Not at all. Delighted. Only too happy.

Here you are, Mr. Nolan.

And you sit here, Mr. Blackstone.

And you sit here, gentlemen.

I still don't see

why we had to come here.

Good thing we had drinks

before we got here.

He certainly has devoted the last 20 years

to his experiments.

He really deserves success.

Jimmy, thank you for the flowers.

They're lovely.

- That's all right.

- Well, you don't seem very cheerful tonight.

- I'm worried about you.

- Why?

You've been working so hard on this case

that we'll have to take care of you soon.

Jimmy, don't you understand?

I feel I must do everything

I possibly can for him.

You're wearing yourself down.

You can't go on like this.

This means everything in the world

to Dr. Beaumont.

- It should mean everything to us.

- It should, but Dr. Beaumont is changed.

He's forgotten everything

we started out to do.

All he thinks of is trying to find out

what Ellman experienced while dead.

- Trying to put his soul under a microscope.

- Beaumont is doing what he thinks is best.

But in the meantime,

we're growing apart.

We don't seem to belong

to each other anymore.

Every time I try to see you,

it's always Ellman, Ellman, Ellman.

- That man seems to have you hypnotized.

- You shouldn't say that.

I'll say what I please

when it concerns us.

If Dr. Beaumont doesn't

come back to earth soon...

...I'm gonna get a self-respecting job

on the back of an ambulance.

Oh, Dr. Beaumont is ready for us, John.

- Hello, Jimmy.

- Hello, John.

I'll see you later, Jimmy.

I'll be waiting inside. There.

And now, ladies and gentlemen,

I would like you to meet Mr. Ellman.

But rather than embarrass him...

...by putting him on exhibition

as the man who returned from the dead...

...I prefer to present him to you

as a pianist...

...if that will meet with your approval.

Thank you.

All right, Nancy.

I can't stand that man's eyes.

He looked as though he were

strapping me to a hot seat.

- He got me that way too.

- Listen...

...I won't feel safe till he's sent back

where he came from.

Get hold of Trigger.

What's the matter? Go on back in there.

- I'm not going back.

- Neither am I.

- I'm gonna put Trigger on that ghost.

- What you wanna do, gum up the works?

With the eyes of the world on Ellman?

Fat chance.

We gotta do something.

This is one of Werner's tricks.

He's gonna get all of us.

That's a lot of baloney.

Do you think for a minute that?...

Don't you appreciate music?

Why, sure we do, when it's good.

Gentlemen, your conduct here tonight...

- ...has betrayed you.

- Of what?

If I'm not too inquisitive,

of sending Ellman to the electric chair...

...on a murder charge for which

all of you were responsible.

- Where did you get that fantastic idea?

- It's more than an idea, Nolan.

It seems to me you're getting

a little careless with your talk.

Remember, I'm Ellman's attorney.

That was the most unfortunate thing

that ever happened to him.

You're a smart man, Werner.

What's the matter?

Has Dr. Beaumont's supernatural

hocus-pocus gotten you too?

No, it isn't hocus-pocus.

I don't need the aid of the supernatural

to read the guilt written all over your faces.

It's elemental, my dear Nolan. Elemental.

Why, look at Mr. Merritt's face.

It's an open book.

Oh, he looks like that all the time.

Well, boys, enjoy yourselves.

Go on, get hold of Trigger,

and don't lose any time.

- Maybe you're right.

- What? You all gone crazy?

What are you so panicky about?

Werner hasn't got a thing on us.

The trouble is you all have

a guilty conscience.

I haven't.

Now, keep calm

and nothing is going to happen.

- I'm going to make sure nothing happens.

- Wait.

- Go ahead. We got nothing to lose.

- Leave it to me.

Yeah?

Yeah, you can talk.

Listen, Trigger, I got a big order for you.

And here's the lowdown.

Ellman? Huh, you don't want much, do you?

Can't you get somebody else?

How do you expect me to get near him?

Well, it's worth double the usual rate.

What?

I said triple the usual rate,

and money in advance.

I'll be at your place in half an hour.

Where'd you come from?

Funny, ha, ha.

You and me always seem

to be meeting up at the right time.

Here I've been thinking of

paying you a visit and, heh...

...you save me the trouble by walking in.

Sit down. Make yourself at home.

Keep it. That's all.

How did you know where to find me?

Why did you kill Judge Shaw?

Lay off that stuff.

I never even seen the judge.

That night, I thought you were my friend.

- You took my life.

- Well, I'm gonna take it again.

Unless you got cat blood, no one's

gonna bring you back. Put them up.

You can't kill me again.

Keep away from me, I tell you,

or I'll plug you.

- You can't use that gun.

- Keep back. Keep back.

- You can't escape what you've done.

- Stay where you are, I say. Keep back.

Trigger.

What?

Trigger.

That you, Nolan?

Trigger Smith is dead.

- What?

- What's the matter?

Trigger Smith is dead.

I tell you,

I found him lying dead on the floor.

This is no rib, Nolan.

If you ask me, Ellman had a hand in it.

He'll get all of us.

What? Have you gone crazy?

Come over here and have a drink.

Not me. I'm taking no chances.

I'm leaving town tonight.

- Thank you.

- That's all.

Blackstone.

Why...

Why, how did you know I was here?

Why did you have me killed?

Why, I... I...

You're mad. He's mad.

Wait.

"R.I.P." What does that mean?

"- Rest in peace. "

- Good idea, we'll use it.

This is proper. You will find it

to your liking for an occasion like this.

It isn't large enough.

Send a big wreath

of white chrysanthemums.

- Trigger would like that.

- Sunset Hour Funeral Parlors, Trigger Smith.

- May I have your card?

- That won't be necessary. No name.

Just make it flashy.

We don't care about the price.

Give us something

that will knock the mourners' eyes out.

- Mm-hm.

- I understand. Just a moment.

I hope Trigger Smith appreciates this.

- Hello.

- Hello, Merritt.

- Listen.

- What's the matter?

- The DA phoned.

- What is it?

- It's Blackstone.

- What's the matter?

- He was killed last night.

- Killed?

I'm sure Ellman drove him mad.

- That man has supernatural...

- Stop talking like a madman.

You may think I'm crazy,

but he's going to get us.

- Shut up.

- Here we are, sir.

- How you like this?

- That looks very good.

Say, that's great.

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