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Hello Mel, have you decided what you're going to do?

I've run out of speeches Mel, moral, ethical or otherwise, what they're doing is a slap

in an honest cop's face, yours and mine.

I know our unit's corrupt.

I know there have been payoffs, big payoffs.

Seen it with my own eyes, but--

Are you worried about losing your job?

So am I.

Are you worried that our own partners might not

be there to back us up on some future assignments?

So am I.

Farley has promised to keep our names out of it.

I know Farley.

I can vouch for him.

If he says we'll remain anonymous,

we will remain anonymous.

Only three people will even know we ever met.

You, me, and Farley.

- The only way I'll talk to 'em

is if I pick the time and the place.

- Of course, just say the word.

- How long you been in the force?

- Eight years.

- I've been a cop 16 years.

OK, everybody, I just want to remind you this is a private museum as opposed to a public

museum.

So that means what now?

There are no guards or guard rails around any of the exhibits.

Right.

All of the artifacts and exhibits that you are going to see are all privately owned by

Mr. Walton Dale. And, since all of you seem to know Mr. Walton Dale the actor, try to

concentrate on Mr. Walton Dale as the art collector and pick a topic for your written

report. Did you see that movie where Walton Dale played the mad scientist and he kept

injecting himself with that purplish green fluid? Did you see the movie where he played

the mummy? The one where they dug him up and shipped him off to a winery in Northern California?

It was great. He'd grind all those victims up in a wine press and then drink up the wine.

Good afternoon.

So nice of you to come.

Miss Vance.

Thank you for having us, Mr. Walton Gale.

So good to see you again.

Shall we walk this way?

Instead of me giving you some stuffy old lecture,

I want you to walk around.

Take your time.

Slowly get the feel for the place.

Let your eyes take you into the past.

Let your imagination run free.

What you are seeing are not merely objects, but pieces of time.

Go on.

Explore.

Wander.

Be a--

Africa has over 6,000 different tribes.

The languages, the religions, the cultures are so complex and varied.

Anthropologists are constantly arguing amongst themselves how to define them.

Masks are used not just to conceal one's identity,

they're used to make contact with the spiritual world,

the spiritual world, to tap into the forces of supernatural beings.

Interested in ciphers?

Miss Vance told us you were a cartologist during World War II, a code breaker.

- That I was.

Do you know anything about this code machine, the Enigma?

- Well, I know it was used by the Nazis.

- Yes, they changed the codes for their messages weekly

and later in the war, even daily,

they'd mechanically reset the machine,

physically program each message.

- Uh, sort of like a mechanical computer.

- Yes, very much so.

- Excuse me, what's in that room over there

with that Doris?

- Ah, my most prized exhibit.

Welcome to the tomb of Armand Rae versus the second.

gaze upon the face of Amin Ray, Pharaoh of Egypt, dead for over 3800 years.

Look. Look at Amin Ray. Look at the face of eternity. Is he truly dead or is he merely sleeping?

Amin Ray believed that all men were divided into halves, half good and half evil.

The two halves were constantly in a struggle to overcome each other, to make man either all good or all bad.

Amon Ray also was a worshiper of the Egyptian god Baez,

a squat, dwarf-like creature with a large grinning face.

Bayes was the patron of fun.

He was quite the prankster.

Armin Ray was quite a prankster himself.

He felt his kinship with Bayes was due to Bayes

tempting the evil half of his nature.

What's Armin Ray holding in his hand?

The Mirror of Death.

It is inscribed with a message that has never been deciphered.

Perhaps the message contains a curse, a curse left behind by Amin Ray,

who, in league with Babes, would seek to punish all those who dare enter his tomb.

I think it's on the top of my paper.

- Hello, Lou.

- Hello, Mel.

- Ah, Helen's told me,

you promised to keep my names out of this.

- Yeah, I promise.

You saw something, a payoff, a couple of payoffs.

- Yeah, between Lieutenant Brian Peterson of intelligence

and one of Boorman's men.

How each time, a large satchel was given to Peterson.

I followed him.

He'd take the satchels to a bank.

A bank where he doesn't have an account.

Not in his own name, anyway.

- How'd you know it was Bormann's man?

- You kidding?

I'm married to Bormann.

He oversees all the illegitimate gambling operations

in town.

I know his family, better than I know my wife's.

- What were the payoffs for?

Well, we busted a bookie operation last month.

And we had information clearly indicating

Boorman had a stake in the operation.

That information has disappeared from classified files.

How high up do you think this goes?

What do you mean?

Do they go as far as Castor?

I have no idea.

Maybe he's on the take, maybe not.

But there's one thing I'm sure of.

- If Foreman finds out that we ever had this talk,

we can just say goodbye to those we love.

Well, that's it.

I gotta go.

- I know Mel, he's a good cop.

Put his life on the line before.

- You know what he's really afraid of?

You.

- Do you have any messages?

- Barley?

- You know these, the Amish, the Meeks?

- Sure. - See you again, Lou.

- Huh?

- This is Lieutenant Castor,

head of the intelligence unit out of the precinct.

- Yeah, we've met.

You know, I never realized that you'd become such a nuisance, Mr. Farley.

You've been sniffing around intelligence for about three months now,

and you must have found something. I'd like to know what.

You, uh, you're trying to tell me that you don't know everything that goes on in your unit?

Who have you been talking to?

That's privileged information.

I'm telling you, I want to know who you were talking to in my unit, and I want to know now.

My mother taught me how to say please.

didn't your mother teach you how to say please I do forget once in a while but

talk to this guy Tom before I really lose my temper

so do you have knowledge of a specific crime committed by any police officer in

the intelligence unit Tom I'm not gonna answer any questions so I talked to an

attorney I have a subpoena here ordering you to hand over all information

regarding Lieutenant Charister's unit,

including the names of the people who you've been talking to.

The message that was on the back of the mirror of death?

Yeah, but it's in hieroglyphics.

Well, all those pictures must mean something, though.

Literally translated, they mean owl, mouth, water, desert, crocodile, rejoices, mouth,

sky, beetle, goose flying, the rejoicing again, then there's another beetle.

It's a scarab.

That's not an arab, that's a roach.

Arab.

I said scarab.

It's a particular type of beetle.

Hey, let me see your book.

This decoding program seems to work on old World War II codes.

Maybe you can do something with these hieroglyphics you have.

Hello?

I'll tell you what we're talking about.

Richard, it's Barlow.

Are you upstairs in your room?

Yes, what's going on?

My rubber health.

Get online with the Gazette computer.

I want you to access one of my files.

Copy it, but destroy the original.

- Destroy it? - Yeah, destroy it.

Well, if you want to go to all that trouble,

just get tossed over in your ear by the First Amendment.

Go ahead.

Richard, the name of the file is Raider, R-A-I-D-E-R,

and there's a backup, Raider One and Raider Two.

So copy them both, then erase the original.

But Farley...

If you look at him, he's on the phone.

He's not even paying any attention to this.

Lou!

I don't have time to explain it to you right now.

Just do it, please.

If he wants to show you his notes, that's up to him.

But if he doesn't want to show them to you,

because that stands behind him 100%.

You going to honor that subpoena we gave you?

No.

I chose not to honor the first subpoena.

I'm serving you with a second.

See you in court, Bill.

Coming.

Have you got something?

Have you really got something?

Yes, sir.

I think so.

Then go for it.

That's it for radar I

Wonder why it's so important. It's probably some top-secret expose if something Farley's working on maybe we should check it out. No

They're Farley's files not ours

Now if you want to know what's in them here, let us know

Just a thought

We get back to my problem now sure, okay

Okay, here's the Egyptian vocabulary and here's the equivalent for the hieroglyphics found in the back of the mirror of death

Richie

Mom told me to tell you that dinner will be ready in a half hour and you better be ready for it

No, they're

My sister she makes a simple statement like that sound like a major military offensive maneuver

This looks like it's gonna take more than a few minutes

The bell of darkness has been lifted, I am, you are, we are, we are, we are, we are, we

We are together.

What are you doing in here?

I don't know.

I don't remember.

Were you going to wake Richie?

Oh, no.

I think you ought to let Richie sleep in.

He's a growing boy.

He needs his rest.

I'm going to go get some coffee.

The veil of darkness has been lifted.

I am.

You are.

We are together.

What are you talking about?

Why don't you watch your cartoons today, bubble head?

- How'd you want to hide down, Richard?

- Hi, Richie.

You look a little shaggy this morning.

and you mind if we come in?

- Mine?

Why should I mind?

- Richie, this is, this is Helen Langdon.

This is Richie Adler.

- Hey, he's good looking.

You're moving out for the wolf, aren't you?

- Yeah, I guess so.

Uh, we came for the Raider file, the one you copied for me.

Where is it, upstairs?

Keep your hat on.

It's in my room.

What's this, Ritchie?

Some Egyptian curse we translated.

The veil of darkness has been lifted.

"I am, you are, we are together."

Mr. Farley, you've been served a subpoena ordering you to turn over any information you might have

concerning possible police misconduct in Lieutenant Castor's intelligence unit.

Do you intend to honor the subpoena?

Mr. Farley, did you hear my question?

Yeah, Your Honor, I intend to honor it.

What?

Yes, I've been thinking it over, Your Honor, and I've decided that a newspaper is not the proper place to air the private problems of the police department.

Mr. Farley!

Quiet!

Mr. Farley, does this mean that you intend to turn over to the DA's office the entire list of everyone that you have talked to in this matter?

Yes, I will. I've been examining my conscience, Your Honor, and I think that it's the only fair thing to do.

Your Honor, as counsel for the Los Angeles Gazette, I cannot allow Mr. Farley to reveal his sources.

You stay out of this, Stephen.

I'm complying with the DA's wishes,

which is what any decent citizen,

reporter or otherwise, should do,

regardless of the situation.

- Lou, this is not doing the right thing.

- Your Honor.

- Mr. Fowley, you have 24 hours to turn over your notes

and your sources to the DA's office.

- Okay.

- Good day, gentlemen.

- Bye.

- Bye bye.

- Sure is like ass.

- Hey, who's gonna smoke?

- Oh, get outta here Adler.

- Yeah, go smoke a computer, four eyes.

One more remark about the glasses and you'll eat 'em.

- Hey Adler, lighten up.

You know maybe the king of the computer nerds

- You think the dip we always thought he was?

Give him a smoke.

So Adler, you a tough guy now, huh?

- Who, me?

No.

Just decided to broaden my experiences.

He's not even in hell, and so what?

- You know, Adler, you're starting to shape up

as a prime material.

Does this mean you're gonna be hanging out

bowling alley and drinking beer now to. That.

Look at

a band there was a breakdown in this place we I. Guess they want to put the exhaust

fans in here so people like you and me could breathe. Really.

I don't know if you're going to tell me that, but I'm sure you will, if you're going to tell me that.

She's my girlfriend, and don't you forget it... since when?

From now on, it's you and me, baby.

Ritchie, would you please return to your seat?

- I don't know what's gotten into you, young man,

but whatever it is,

you better get it out of your system right away.

And I mean fast, okay?

- Sure.

No, make that sure thing.

Sure thing, Miss Vance, sure thing.

How'd you find out?

Are you kidding?

It's all over the department.

Farley said he's going to name names.

I should have figured he'd do something like that.

I guess we shouldn't have trusted him after all.

Damn it, Helen.

You're the one that set this up.

You set me up.

And once Farley tells you to talk to him, that's it.

And not just for me, for you, too.

worry about it I know how to handle squealers like Farley what are you gonna

do I'll get his notes from him and destroy them what about Farley so so you

get rid of his notes what's gonna stop him from talking oh look what we've got to

do we've got a range of meeting with Farley the judge gave him 24 hours that

means he won't see the DA to tomorrow morning we've got to meet with him

tonight. Sure. You can arrange a meeting.

Actually. When you think about it.

You can do whatever we want.

Oh, my dear, you have such a charming house.

And it's got great curb appeal.

We'll have no trouble selling this house.

The important thing is that I get what I want for it.

Oh, you poor dear.

I understand completely.

You've lived in this house a lot of years.

You've got a lot of sentimental attachment to it.

Hogwash, what I'm interested in is making money.

A lot of money.

- Hey, Richie, are you sure you're okay?

- Yeah, why are you acting so weird?

- Surprised Miss Vanston jumps on your throat

the way you talked back to her.

- Richie, I'm selling the house.

- Selling?

Who cares?

- Come on, I'll show you the backyard.

Aren't you gonna show us the translation for the curse?

- What am I, Alice, your slave?

- Richie, what did the curse say?

Hmm? Uh, it was really stupid.

It was something like, "The veil of darkness has been lifted."

"I am, you are, we are together."

Richie, don't you want to find it for us?

You never pass up a chance to use Ralph.

Ralph. Who cares about Ralph?

Don't you like computers anymore?

Computers are boring.

Thank you. You may go, when you are ready.

Did you have a strange childhood, Mr. Walthamdale?

Very.

Thank you for returning my statuette.

Yet all my figures of days are very dear to me.

Oh, I'm sorry I broke it.

You did an excellent job of gluing it back together.

If you hadn't told me, I probably

would never have realized that I'd ever been broken.

Now, what is all this about your friend

being under Amin Reh's curse.

Ew.

Tomato juice.

Ralph, that's Ritchie's computer.

Translated the curse on the back of the mirror of death.

It is what was the translation? Oh, the veil of darkness has been lifted. I am you are we are together

Will think I'm in ray could have come up with something a little more clever

It doesn't matter it works

We're cheese not himself anymore. He's like opposite of what he was

It's almost like he's mean.

- And his whole house has got screwed.

His mother put the house on the market to sell it.

- She loves that house.

Richie's family's lived there for as long as we can remember.

- Mm, the statuette of days is very old.

Maybe when you broke it, something oxidized in the air,

some strange gas perhaps.

- Then why didn't it affect all of us?

Hmm.

I think I know someone who can help us.

Do you realize what you're doing?

He asked me if I thought you'd really go through with it.

I said how do I know?

How do I know?

A reporter voluntarily cooperating with the police

something like this. Are you crazy? Quinn, I just thought it would be nice for the press

to cooperate with the police for a change. You want some coffee? No. Yeah, we really appreciate

it down on the force how you're making our lives so easy. Yeah, so what if you're selling

out the people who trusted you, right? Quinn, I'm not selling anybody out. Hey, I'm helping

to resolve this thing in the best way possible.

- I see.

- Well, it's fine.

I just wanted to cover myself.

So when my wife, your sister, asked me

how come I didn't stop her brother from self-destructing,

I can say, hey, I warned the guy, what else could I do?

- You're blowing this all out of proportion.

I'm not gonna self-destruct.

- The hell you're not.

You reveal your sources, you're through.

What is this, news to you?

People can't trust you. They're not going to talk to you, Farley.

And if they don't talk to you, what good are you?

You're blowing this all out of proportion, Quinn.

Llewellyn Farley.

Lou?

Helen.

Hi.

One of my sources now.

I don't want to know.

I warned you.

Hi, are you still mad at me?

No.

But we've talked it over, and we think it's only fair that you let us know exactly what you're going to tell the D.A.

We invite to get together with you tonight.

Oh, great. My car's in the shop. Can you pick me up at Walnut & Simpson on the corner at eight o'clock?

Fine. See you then.

Madam Zulina?

Madam Zulina?

Come, come, I know you're in there.

-Waltendale!

Boy, we'll meet him, old wheezebag.

Nothing better than old wheezebag.

Which wheezebag, though?

Must humor him.

-Waltendale, my dear good friend.

-Madam.

-What can I do for you today?

My young compatriots...

My young compatriots find themselves in the most grievous predicament.

Gargle with the tea made of ginseng leaves

and chant a few choice phrases from the Kabbalah.

These children have unleashed the curse engraved on the mirror of death.

A curse of Amon Ray? You have deciphered the curse of Amon Ray?

Well, we didn't actually. A computer deciphered it.

A computer? A computer, you say? And what is this curse, hmm?

Uh, the veil of darkness has been lifted. I am, you are, we are, together.

Almond Ray, Almond Ray, that was one funny pharaoh.

It isn't funny.

Yeah, our friend's been turned inside out by this Almond Ray.

His whole family's gone off his rocker.

Been possessed.

And you have come to Madame Zerlina for help, have you?

You wish Madame to rid you of the curse of Amon-Rae,

to turn your friend and his family back to normal?

Uh, yes, ma'am, if you would please.

It'll cost you.

Madam, put it on my account.

But, of course,

-I would think so.

-Yes, of course, of course.

If the curse was invoked by a computer,

it must be revoked by a computer.

Buy a computer.

Don't worry.

I'll whip something up.

Ella?

No.

I know you guys are probably a little upset, but when we talk this out, you'll really like

where I'm coming from.

This goes here, right?

You guys look like the three stooges.

Oh, you're so cute when you're angry.

This goes here, and these go here,

and this goes here and here.

Next strawman, raise two.

tomb. Can't

a special effect right I mean we've seen all before I assure you I didn't do

a thing sure. Okay let's fire up Ralph see what happens maybe I'm

and Ray will stand up and tell us a few jokes.

- Remember, Madam Zerlina told us not to look

at the curse or its translation.

Once we've started the ritual,

we have to ignore Richie and Ralph entirely.

- You guys really should just trust me on this one.

Now, this is going to be terrific, I promise you.

Why are we out here in the middle of nowhere like this?

There's no need to be so secretive and paranoid.

Tomorrow we can all come clean.

It'll be a big load off everyone's mind, believe me.

Lou.

Get out of the car.

But why?

Ellen, I mean, it's a nice night and everything, but--

- Get out of the car!

Now!

- Well, here it is, guys.

- Come on, take a look.

Come on, we have to hurry.

Start tossing the dust over Armand Ray

the way Madam's really assured us.

- Helen, put away the gun.

- Not until he tells us where he stashed the computer

The one with all his notes on it.

I remember names and dates and places.

Most reporters have good memories.

The ones that stay alive, that is.

You're not going to kill him, Helen.

I don't know but we can't stop now, start spreading the magic dust, hurry.

He knew, before, our, name.

Helen, he can't kill him.

Lou, we just want to talk.

We want you to listen

Now you gave us your word. You can't go back on your word. He's not listening to you, Mel

I'm going to the DA's office in the morning there. There's nothing else I can do. You can't you can't do that

destroy us both of us

"You kill a reporter, you bring the whole city down on top of you."

"Do you want to go with him, Mel?"

"Drop the gun, Helen."

"You kill a reporter, you bring the whole city down on top of you."

Before I reach it far, and new, before I meet her.

Before I meet her, and new, before--

- Hi.

What's going on?

What are we doing here?

What's Ralph doing here?

- Welcome back, Richie.

- We did it!

What are you doing, Alec?

I don't know.

Are you all right?

I don't know.

Are you sure?

I know I'm cold.

I feel like I just woke up from a bad dream.

Where are we?

What are we doing out here, Mill?

Mommy, where's breakfast?

It's coming.

Oatmeal, ew!

I thought you decided you liked oatmeal.

Only with a ton of brown sugar on it.

Hey, Reggie's.

Hey, Ben.

How you doing, huh?

I'll do it.

Laurie.

Hi.

Boy, you're looking really sharp today, Richie.

Really?

Thanks.

I'll get it.

Good morning, dear.

I'm so sorry to start so early, but Mr. Mullenkamp

here is a busy, busy man.

Who are you?

Oh sweetheart, don't you remember? I'm Renee.

I'm the woman who's going to sell the house for you.

What are you talking about? I'd never sell this house. Are you crazy?

Look, I don't know who you are, but you can just go and take Mr. Busy Busy here and go show him someone else's house.

One that's on the market.

I'm nervous. Some people.

This article you've written makes some very serious allegations, Mr. Farley.

Are you still willing to reveal your sources?

No, Your Honor. If I do that, I might seriously endanger the careers

and maybe even the lives of the people who confided in me.

I gave them my word that their identities would remain confidential information.

Well, if this were brought in front of the grand jury there's no doubt in my mind that the grand jury would uphold Mr. Farley's decision to protect his sources according to the provisions of the First Amendment.

I realize.

You just don't have a case, Tom. That's my final ruling.

Yes, Your Honor.

Thank you your honor.

That will be all Mr. Farley.

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