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Step right up, people.
There we go.

It's new, it's different,
it's all alive.

See the fabulous Little Egypt,

who once danced for
the Queen of England.

Little Egypt, the shimmy dancer.

Now, in all confidence, folks,
for those of you

who have never seen the female
figure in delicious movement

from head to toe, you can
see it here for only 25 cents,

one quarter of a dollar,
a two-bit piece

to see the most delectable
package of pulchritude...

Oh, ain't this the beatingest
dad-gum thing you ever seen?

Virginia City's
really come of age,

now that the carnival circuit
has hit us.

Oh, I can't stand to look at it.

Supposing he were to miss.

Ah, he ain't gonna miss.

You don't look very scared,
Jennifer.

What's there to be scared of?

I'd give anything in the world

to change places
with that girl up there.

Well, Adam, I guess you and I
better get on our way.

We've been here
longer than we planned.

Harriet, Jennifer, good night.

Joe, you promised Mr. Beale
faithfully you'd get the girls

- home by 10:00 tonight.
- Right.

Mr. Cartwright, please.

Do you have to remind me?

Don't worry, Pa,
I'll keep an eye on them.

- Good. - Sure, Pa, but who's
gonna keep an eye on him?

That's two bits, 25 cents...

Oh, that's easy, uh, Hoss will.

...the most delectable package
of pulchritude...

Isn't that right, Hoss?

Huh?

I mean, sir?

He'll do fine, Pa; ask no more.

You're going to see
this charming little lady

move every muscle in her body...

Good night, girls.

Good night, Hoss.

- Joe.
- Good night, Pa.

- Good night.
- Night, Pa.

Hey.

Ain't this the beatingest
dad-burned thing

you ever seen, Joe?

Boy, you're just not kidding.

Looking at
anything special, Gerner?

That girl, the redhead...
she looks familiar.

Hey, you reckon
what we ought to take in first?

How 'bout the mystic tent?

- Like to have my fortune told.
- All right.

That's what I'd like to hear
about. Wouldn't you, Harriet?

- Well, not if it's any bad news,
I wouldn't. - Come on, let's go.

She's been plastered
all over the front pages

of the San Francisco paper
for the past couple of months.

That's Joshua Beale's daughter.

Joshua Beale?

Mm-hmm.

The silver king.

He's one of the richest men
in the world.

Stop dreaming, Gerner.

...the big show begins.

The most electrifying tent act
ever to appear

on the midway,
west of the Mississippi.

Just once in my life,

I'd like to get my hands
on some real money.

What do you suppose
Beale figures

that daughter's worth to him?

More money than
we'll ever see, Gerner.

Hey, Hoss.

You gonna let this guy
read your future?

I don't know.
I might just take him on.

Ever since that old Piute squaw
read my palm

and told me I was gonna be
taking that long trip,

I-I been plumb off my feed bag.

I can't eat
but five or six meals.

Hey!

Now, if one of you will
give to my assistant

some personal object.

Don't be afraid,
ladies and gentlemen.

Nothing will happen to it.

If you please,
some personal object.

Are you ready, Mr. Wizard?

I am ready.

Then can you tell me
what I'm holding in my hand?

I see a round object...

of precious metal.

I hear a strange sound.

A very strange sound.

I believe it is...

a gold pocket watch.

Joe, how do you reckon
he does that?

Beats the heck out of me.

You think
it's some sort of trick?

Of course it's a trick.

How do you know?

Well, I just...

Silence!

And now I will bring to you

one of the most astounding
disappearance acts

in the annals of all magic.

And tonight, just to prove
to you that this is truly

an outstanding
and remarkable feat,

instead of using
my regular assistant,

I shall ask one of you
to assist me.

Is there a young lady
in the audience

who would like to disappear
for a few minutes?

I assure you, it's a thrill

that you have never
realized before.

I'd like to try.

- Jennifer!
- Hey, Jenny!

You know what your pa said about
leaving Little Joe's sight.

He didn't say
anything about this.

And besides, this will be fun.

Yeah, but...
if-if you disappear,

that's gonna be
leaving his sight, ain't it?

Jennifer, sit down!

Everybody's looking at you!

Hey, Joe, don't you think
you ought to stop her?

Might as well let her go ahead.

It's just a trick.

It seems a shame to make such
a pretty young lady disappear.

Don't worry, young man,

I'll have her
back to you soon enough.

Now, you see,
ladies and gentlemen,

that this is an ordinary
wardrobe trunk.

Young lady.

Where am I?

Backstage.

And I open it.

Why is she always
doing things like that?

Like the time she ran off
to San Francisco.

I kind of like it;
shows she's got a lot of spunk.

The young lady will reappear

when the mystic spirits
are willing.

And now, ladies and gentlemen,

while that beautiful young lady

is out there floating around in
space, I offer you for two bits,

a quarter part of a dollar,
this elixir of life...

You know, young lady,
since you were kind enough

to join our act, I hope
you'll be discreet enough

to keep our secret.

I'm Phil Reed,
owner of the show.

Oh, I won't tell.

But I must say,
I certainly expected much more

than a back door in a trunk.

Mm.

I guess our magic is
pretty simple, huh?

Is it?

You know, this is
the most fascinating place

I've ever seen.

I, uh, I think you better
get back in the trunk.

It won't take long before
he sells all the snake oil.

Even when you know the tricks,

there's such
a strange atmosphere,

such an air of excitement
about it all.

It's a living.

Oh, I'm sure
it's much more than that.

Much more.

I think you better get back
to your friends, huh?

Please, Mr. Reed.

I can get away from my friends.

Now, look, if you're not
in that box when he opens it,

the whole act
is gonna be ruined.

Isn't there any way I can
change your mind, Mr. Reed?

Aren't you afraid of
what could happen to you

in a circus sideshow alone?

Afraid?

Mr. Reed,
I'm not afraid of anything.

I'll bet you're not.

And now, ladies and gentlemen,

I think that
the beautiful young lady,

who has been so far away
from us, may have returned.

Hey, where'd you go off to?

Far, far away.

No, really.

Yes, all the way behind
that curtain over there.

Well, Jennifer, aren't you
going to tell us about it?

Maybe. Someday.

And that's only
the beginning, folks,

only the beginning.

I want to call your attention to
one of the most sensational acts

ever presented
west of the Mississippi.

In just a few moments,
directly next door,

we're going to present that
350-pound strongman, Hercules!

Just follow me right this way.

The greatest act of its kind
ever presented on our midway.

Right this way. You'll love it.

It's a most sensational,
outstanding act.

And now, ladies and gentlemen,
Hercules is going to bend

this solid one-inch iron bar
like it was

made out of this sawdust
on the floor.

Hercules.

How about that, folks?

Hey.

Would you like to, uh,
examine that bar, sir,

to see that it's genuine?

Thank you.

Would you like
to examine this, sir?

Try that... right in there, sir.

Ladies and gentlemen, I...

What are you,
a smart aleck or something?

Ladies and gentlemen,

if there's anybody
in the audience who doubts

the genuine strength of Hercules
or thinks that this is

some form of trickery,
Hercules is now ready

to match his strength against
any two men in the audience.

And, furthermore, we're prepared
to offer 50 bucks,

$50 to any man or woman
who can force Hercules

across this white line within
the time limit of one minute.

Do we have any takers, huh?

What about you two stalwart
young gentlemen down there, huh,

with the two beautiful
young ladies, huh?

- Us?
- Yeah, you two.

Come on up, boys, and show
the girls how strong you are.

Go on, Little Joe.

You're not afraid to
at least try, are you?

Why, he's bigger than anything!

Would you like to try your luck?

Come on, Hoss.
I think we can take him.

You wanna?

Go!
- Let's go.

All right, gentlemen, the time
limit is one minute,

remember, to pull Hercules
across this white line.

Are you ready?

Go!

And now there,
ladies and gentlemen, is

the greatest advertisement
in the world

for our elixir of life.

Would you believe it, folks,

at one time this poor boy
was only a 74-pound weakling?

But after 90 days and 90 nights,

Hercules, taking
this elixir of life,

today, look at the results.

355 pounds of solid blubber,
er, muscle.

There he is, folks, Hercules,

at one time,
a 74-pound weakling.

Come on!

All right, time!

Hercules is the winner.

Hercules the winner.

Now, I thank you very much,
gentlemen.

Thank you. Let's keep moving it
along, folks.

Keep it moving along.

Some wonderful shows
out on the midway.

See the sword-swallower
and the fire-eater

- who swallows hot coals.
- Little Joe, Hoss...

Jennifer's gone!

She's disappeared out
of the tent!

She's gone?
Didn't you see her leave?

I was watching the stage.

Why is she always doing things
like this?

Oh, it's probably just her idea
of some kind of a joke.

We gotta find her!

Oh, we're gonna find her.

And when we find her,

I'm gonna hogtie her
for the rest of the evening.

- Come on.
- Come on. Let's go.

Let's find out where
she could be.

You didn't do so good
tonight out there, Della.

Don't start an argument
with me, Phil.

Not tonight. I'm tired.

I'm talking about
the good of the show.

Those rubes pay their money
to see you give a performance.

How long do I have
to keep on doing this?

You told me a year ago
we could get married,

I could get out of the act
and help you run the show.

Next time you go on,

you give them their
money's worth.

Another argument?

No, not really.

Just that I know him so well.

He saw a pretty young girl
out in the audience tonight,

captured his fancy.

He looks at her,
wanting her, and...

and then he looks at me.

Why don't you let me be
the mystic in the show, huh?

I'll tell you what we'll do.

As soon as Hercules finishes
his act,

the three of us will go out

and have a cup of coffee
together.

I'll tell your fortune.

Step right over
and take a little...

Oh, Mr. Reed.
I was looking for you.

I can't say I'm not flattered.

What are you doing wandering
around out here alone?

What do you propose
to do about it?

Send me back again?

Is there any reason
why I shouldn't?

Just one, Mr. Reed.

It wouldn't do any good.

How does your father put up
with you?

Oh, Father...

He just doesn't understand me.

He doesn't realize I'm not as
conservative

as young ladies of his day.

Why don't we go someplace
where we can talk?

I was hoping you'd say that.

My wagon's right here.

Let's go.

Someday I'll kill him
for what he does to her.

Poor Hercules.

Do you think that will make
her love you?

I had no idea a sideshow
wagon would be like this.

Well, not all of 'em are.

But there has to be some
compensation

for owning the show.

I'm sure there must be.

Now, what do you mean by that?

Oh, let's say, uh,
compensation such as, uh...

entertaining young ladies
in your private quarters.

Isn't that right, Mr. Reed?

You're a very attractive
young lady.

Thank you.

And you're
a very handsome man.

Now, Mr. Reed, I-I thought
we came in here to talk.

Can't you knock?

I can if I want to.

Hello, Miss Beale.

I didn't tell you my name.

Oh, I know your name.

I know your father's name, too.

Joshua Beale?

The richest man on the Comstock.

How much do you suppose
you're worth

to that father of yours,
Miss Beale?

Are you out of your mind,
Gerner?

I, Mr. Reed?

Or you...
if you miss this chance!

We can break camp tonight.

By tomorrow morning,
we can be over the mountain

and well on our way
to Placerville.

All you have to do is write
a note to Joshua Beale.

$1 million... that's all
it'll cost him

to get his pretty little girl
back home.

You'll never get away with it.

With your help, I can, Reed.

Listen, Reed, $1 million!

You know what that could mean?

You always wanted to make
some big money.

No...

No... no!

Shut up! Don't scream, lady!

This is a sharp knife.

Where do you think
you'd hide her?

I thought you'd figure out
a way.

You ought to hold her
like I'm doing.

You don't know how good it feels
to hold a million dollars.

We're gonna have to
tie her up, Phil.

Get the rope.
It's right behind you.

No...

Go on, Phil!

No.

The most magnificent monstrosity

ever foundered on the midway.

She's beautiful, she's
glamorous, she's fat.

500 pounds of feminine
pulchritude.

You're a good girl, Daisy.

Just keep quiet about it.

If anybody asks you,
you haven't seen anything.

You understand?

You've always been my favorite,
Daisy.

You can have a job with me
as long as you want it.

Just keep quiet about it.

You don't know anything.

Okay?

She's beautiful,
she's glamorous, she's fat.

500 pounds of...

Hey, Joe?
I'll ask this fella here.

It's only two bits,

25 cents,
a quarter part of a dollar.

- On the inside. What do you say,
folks? - Excuse me.

Just step right... Hmm?

You ain't seen a little
redheaded girl

about so high, have you?

Why don't you look inside,
buddy?

Get a ticket right over there.

Right this way, folks.
Follow me right next door here.

For those of you who
have never seen

the female figure in delicious
movement from head to toe...

Ain't no use in asking him.

He's got a gullet full
of sword, anyhow.

He wouldn't tell you anything,
anyway.

These carny people stick
together tighter

than those bartenders in
San Francisco

the time they tried
to shanghai our pa.

Oh, how do we know she's even
here at all?

Well, where else would she be?

Salt Lake or St. Louis,
for all we know.

Hoss, I think we can cover
more ground if we split up.

Why don't you and Harriet
look out here?

I'll check behind those tents.

All right.
You be careful, you hear?

Right.

Dad-gone if he don't
get mixed up

with some of the most dangest
women I ever saw.

Now you be careful
what you say, Hoss.

Jennifer's my best friend.

Now listen, if you're so dang
close to her,

why don't you tell her

to be real friendly
and come on back here?

Yes, what is it?

I saw your wagon.

I was just trying to find out
who's in charge of the show.

I am. Why, do you have
a complaint?

No, no complaints.

See, I came here with a girl
tonight,

and now she's disappeared.

I just wondered if you might
have seen her

Sonny, I see an awful lot
of people,

and happily,
all paying customers.

Yeah, well, about this girl.

Her name's Jennifer.
Jennifer Beale.

She's 18, she has light
red hair, brown eyes.

Well, from your description,

I can understand why you feel
badly about losing her.

But you know what they say.

They don't always go home

with the fellas
that brought 'em.

Sorry, I can't help you.

May I come in?

My name is Joe Cartwright.

I just wondered if, uh...

You're a little young
for this sort of thing,

aren't you, Joe Cartwright?

Oh, look, you don't understand.

You see,
I didn't come here to, uh...

What I mean is...

Exactly what do you mean, Joe?

Well, I'm sorry I barged in
on you like this,

Miss Little Egypt.

Call me Della.

Thanks, Della. See, I brought
my girl to the show tonight.

Yes, I remember seeing her.

She's very pretty.

Yeah, well, she's disappeared.

I've been all over the carnival
asking questions.

Nobody seems to want to give me
any answers.

That's why when I saw
your light, I...

Sure.

It hurts to lose someone,
doesn't it?

Oh, it's not quite as painful
as all that.

It's just that I am supposed
to make sure she's all right.

I don't think she's run off
with another fella.

All right, tell me about her.

Who is she?

Her name's Jennifer Beale.

Well, is there anything special
about her or some reason

someone might want to harm her?

Yeah, there's one big one:

Her father's one of the richest
men on the Comstock.

Yes, that is a reason.

You stay here, Joe.

I'll go ask some questions.

Maybe I can find your girl
for you.

Thanks, Della.

What you doing here, boy?

You looking for something
to steal?

Now, wait a minute, mister.
I'm no thief.

Well, I think you are.

I think we better teach
you a lesson.

Now, look, wait a minute,
fellas.

We can ta...

Good job, boys.

Very good. That'll teach him
for snooping around, huh?

Wait a minute.

Is this his gun?

That's right.

Go ahead.

Hello, Della.

How'd you do?

Oh, pretty well.

How did you do?

What's that supposed to mean?

Something on your mind?

Well, a young man just paid
me a visit in my tent,

and, um, it seems
he lost his girlfriend.

Well, what's that
got to do with me?

Well, it just sounded
familiar, that's all.

Aw, honey, I thought
we weren't going to have

any more of those suspicions.

I saw you talking
to a girl earlier, Phil,

and I saw you bring
her in here.

Mm-hmm. And if you'd hung around
a few minutes,

you would have seen her leave.

Oh, she was a child.

An innocent kid looking
for adventure.

I got rid of her fast.

You are telling me the truth,
aren't you, Phil?

You're not lying to me?

Ah, Della, there's nobody
else but you.

Can't you believe that?

Sure, I can believe it.

Well, then let's forget
about the girl.

I saw the kid who visited
you in your tent.

I told him maybe his girl saw
a boy she liked better

and went home with him.

I guess that's what she did.

Sure.

Now come on, you're tired.

Get a little rest, because
we're pulling out tonight.

- Tonight?
- Mm-hmm.

Why tonight?

I thought we were going to play
this stand

for the rest of the week.

We were.

But I changed my mind.

See you later.

You have got the girl,
haven't you, Phil.

Are we going to start
that all over again?

Oh, stop lying to me.

I know who she is and-and what
you're trying to do.

All right, so you know!

Della, this is the biggest thing
that ever happened to us.

Do you think you can kidnap
Joshua Beale's daughter

and get away with it?

She fell into our laps.

I didn't invite her in here...
she walked in.

She's worth a million dollars
to us.

Do you know the kind of life we
can have with a million dollars?

Oh, Phil, I love you...
I guess I always will...

but I'd rather see you dead

than mixed up in something
like this.

Della, we're not going
to harm the girl.

When Joshua Beale pays off,
we'll turn her loose.

How can you stand there and say
you're going to turn her loose?

Don't you know
she'll remember you?

If you go through with this,
you can't turn her loose.

Who said anything about
turning her loose?

Does she know where the girl is?

No.

You shouldn't have told Della
about the girl, Phil.

I didn't tell her,
she figured it out.

Well, that's too bad.

Yes, that's very bad,
isn't it, Phil?

All right, it's too bad.

I don't know where else
we can look.

We done covered every inch
of this carnival.

Twice.

Yeah. I reckon I might as well
be getting you on home, Harriet.

There ain't no use in your folks
thinking you disappeared, too.

I wonder what happened
to Little Joe.

Hoss...

Hey, Joe, what happened?
What's the matter, boy?

Four guys just piled me up
in there.

I'll be all right, don't worry.

What happened to your gun?

They must have taken it
after they beat me up.

You know, there's something
real wrong around here, Hoss.

I got dumped because I was
asking questions about Jennifer.

You mean th-this isn't
just one of her jokes?

You think something's
happened to her?

Hey, listen, Hoss,
you take Harriet home.

On the way, stop by... tell
Sheriff Brady to get over here

to the carnival
as quick as he can.

What are you going to be doing
in the meantime?

The only thing I can do...
keep on looking.

Joe, you got to find her.

Yeah, Harriet, I know.

I'll bring the sheriff myself.
Be back in a minute.

- Come on.
- Right.

Joe.

Joe, what happened to you?
Where were you?

Oh, honey, that's a fine
question for you to ask me.

After you had your four friends
work me over.

Work you over?

Joe, I didn't...

I've got to talk to you.

It's about Jennifer.

All right, you said you knew
something about Jennifer.

Please believe me, Joe,

I'm trying to help you find
your girl.

She's somewhere here
in the carnival.

We're going to find her,
all right.

I've already sent
for the sheriff.

Please, Joe,
let me do this my way.

Don't call in the sheriff.

The carnival people are good
friends of mine.

- They'll help.
- I've already seen

the way they help.
I'll take the sheriff.

But if the sheriff comes,

then a lot
of innocent people will be hurt.

People I love, and...
that are good people

that know nothing about this.

I'm sorry, I can't help that.

Joe, let me...

Della!

You killed her!

No, no! Hercules, no!

Della wouldn't want it that way.

Come on. Come on, Hercules.
Come on.

- I'm gonna kill you!
- No!

What happened?

Come on, fella.

Where? What happened? Where?

All right, quiet.

Quiet down, all of you!

I'm in charge here.

There's a lot of things
I got to know.

Well, first of all,
I didn't do it.

Second, they got Jennifer hid
out around here someplace.

You better forget
about Jennifer.

There's been a murder here.

Yeah, I know.
That girl was killed

because she was trying to help
me find Jennifer.

Do you know anything
about this, Reed?

Well, the boy talked to me.

I've questioned everybody
in the show,

and nobody knows
anything about her.

Is this your gun?

Yes, it's my gun,
but I didn't have it when...

I think you'd better
come along with me.

Look, I'm not going to leave
here till we find Jennifer.

Son, I know Jennifer
as well as you do.

Maybe better.

I had a posse out
combing the hills for her

that time she run off
to San Francisco.

Joe, maybe you ought not to make
any more trouble for yourself.

Come along.

Hey, look
what's happened.

Hey, he's gone this way.

Cartwright, in here.

I'm trying to help you.

In here.

I don't know what you're up to,
mister, but thanks a lot.

I'm not up to anything.

I'm Roudin.

I was Della Thompson's
closest friend.

I don't believe you killed her.

Ma'am, are you sure you didn't
see him come by here?

I didn't see anything.
I just sit here.

I don't see nothing.

Sheriff, I know Little Joe
didn't kill that woman,

but I'd a-heap rather see him
in your jail

as running loose around here.

Well, we're not going
to learn anything here.

Now listen to me...

there's only so many wagons
and so many tents.

So we'll search 'em one by one.

Hoss, you take one party,
I'll take the other.

Right.

It could be kidnapping.

I'm sure Della thought so, too.

She was just getting ready
to tell me something

when she was killed.

I believe you, Joe.

But I don't know what
to do about it.

What can you do?

Well, we're a funny bunch here.

In time, we get to believing
our own acts.

Maybe I can do
a little mind reading.

In here.

There's no use searching
for the girl in here, Hercules.

I'm not looking for the girl.

I'm looking for the man
that killed Della.

Do you think I'd protect anyone
that harmed Della?

I gotta find him.

I gotta kill him
with my bare hands.

I always told Della I'd kill
anybody that harmed her.

I'm your friend, Hercules.

Don't you trust me?

All I know is, Della is dead.

You stay here.
I'm going out back.

You stay here.

You there, Roudin?

Yes, I'm here.

I told you there was no trick.

I'll find him, and when I do,
I'll kill him.

Well, I wish there was some way
to convince him

you're innocent.

So do I.

Oh, he'd make a good ally.

He's really a nice man.

And he was in love
with Della Thompson.

Him?

Well, we're all freaks here...

one way or another.

Doesn't mean
we don't have any heart.

Thanks.

What are you going to do?

Keep on searching.

I know these folks
are friends of yours,

but one of them's a killer.

I've got to get to Jennifer
before he does.

Don't make a sound, or I...

My, you're a forceful one,
aren't you?

Look...

I'm, uh, I'm terribly
sorry about that, sir.

I, uh... See, I-I thought
you were going to scream.

Just because a handsome man
came in my tent?

Why, what makes you think
I'd scream?

Well, you're the one they're
looking for, aren't you?

Oh, yeah, yeah.

And, uh, well, they're looking
for me all over the place.

I think I better
get out of here,

before I get you
in a lot of trouble.

- Don't go.
- Don't go?

Maybe I'd like to get
into a lot of trouble.

Well, uh, well, ma'am, m-maybe
sometime we could, uh,

we could talk.

That's what they all say.

Now, why don't you just relax
and we can get acquainted?

Well, ma'am, l-l-I just
really don't think

this is a time
to get acquainted.

I saw you earlier this evening...

with that girl.

Now, I thought she was
too young for you.

I think you'd prefer a more
sophisticated lady, like me.

Now wouldn't you?

Ma'am, I...

Can I come in, ma'am?

Quick, behind the dresses.

I'll protect you.

And, uh, after they've gone...

Uh, you seen
a young fella go by here,

doesn't belong to the carnival?

No, I haven't seen anyone.

Ma'am.

They're gone, honey.

Honey?

Say, has anybody searched
this wagon yet?

I'm sure the other party
searched it thoroughly.

They've searched here, Daisy,
haven't they?

Yes, they've searched very good.

Well, I didn't see it.

I think I'll take a look.

Uh, Sheriff, if you don't mind.

There are very few people
that Daisy lets into her wagon.

I'd rather somebody search it
that she knows.

You understand.

Yeah, I think I understand.

Gerner, why don't you take
a look and satisfy the sheriff?

Well, if that's what
the sheriff wants.

Look in there
behind those clothes.

Gerner, look
in the back of the wagon.

Nobody here, Sheriff.

Any luck at all?

Nope.

Looks like that little brother
of mine disappeared

as completely as that gal did.

Well, Sheriff,
you convinced she's not here?

I'll decide that.

As you wish.

Just trying to cooperate.

Sheriff, um, we got to start
tearing down camp.

We open in Placerville
day after tomorrow.

- Isn't that right, Mr. Reed?
- Mm-hmm.

I'm going to find the guy
that killed Della.

There's coffee
up in the cook tent.

Why don't we all
settle down for a bit?

That's a good idea, Mr. Roudin.

Right this way, sir.
Let's go get some coffee.

I'd like to talk to you, Phil.

What about?

I think you know.

I'm no more of a mind reader
than you are.

No, but you are a carnival man.

A lot of people depend
on you, Phil.

Well, haven't I always
come through for them?

Yes.

But will you come through
for them now?

You think I had something to do

with that girl's disappearance,
don't you?

I think you could...
shed some light on it, yes.

Well, you're wrong.

If I am, I'll back you up.

But if I'm right...

I'll turn your people against
you, Phil, and I can do it.

Hercules, for one,
has always hated you

for the way you treated Della.

Hey, thanks for not
sneaking up on me.

You little galoot.

What are you trying to do?

I'm still trying
to find Jennifer.

She's around here someplace,
Hoss. Della knew it.

That's what she was trying
to tell me when she was killed.

Now, let's go over it again.

Just how much was she able
to tell you?

Nothing.

It was as though she wanted me
to know,

and yet she didn't
want me to know.

I don't know...
maybe she was trying to...

trying to protect someone.

Of course.

I should have known.

Phil Reed...
she would want to protect him.

Mr. Roudin, if Phil Reed
knows something about this

that he ain't telling,
I'll choke it out of him.

Then you'd have
the carnival people

and the sheriff down on you.

I know these people.

They've got a strange kind
of loyalty.

Yeah, I can believe that.

I couldn't find out a thing
from any of them.

Hercules is the only one that...
that might turn against Reed.

You got any idea how you
can convince him to help us?

Well, not so long
as he's with the others.

Yeah, well, suppose
we could get him away...

someplace where we
could talk to him.

Yeah, but how you figurin'
on doin' that?

Well, he's pretty anxious
to get his hands on me.

Let's... let's let him know
where I am.

Yeah, wait a minute.
Ain't that a little risky?

Look, I'll chance it.
What do you think, Mr. Roudin?

Well, Reed is afraid
of Hercules...

deathly afraid...
and with reason.

It might work.

Yeah? Well, just in case
it don't, I'm gonna be around.

Thanks.

Look, I'll meet you
outside of town.

There's a grove of live oaks.

Hoss knows the place.

Right. Let's go.

I thought you said there
wouldn't be any trouble.

There won't be.

Cartwright.

Cartwright.

You might as well come out now.

My mystic powers have told me
where to find you,

just as they let me read
through a blindfold.

No, wait, Hercules.

If my powers told me
where to find him,

they-they'd...
let me read his mind!

Hercu... Hercules!

Hercules.

Hercules!

Come on! Come on!

Joe...

- I got him in a hammer, Joe.
Hold him. - Yeah.

Hercules, Hercules,
listen to me.

Hercules,
we don't want to hurt you,

but we just want you to know
that Joe didn't harm your Della.

And if you go chasing
after Little Joe

while the guilty one gets away,

you're not showing
any love for Della.

You're letting her down.

You say you loved Della.

You think you're the only man

who loved somebody
that didn't love him back?

Listen, Hercules.

Mr. Reed is the only one

who really knows
what happened to Della.

He used to make Della cry.

Remember, Hercules?

We want Mr. Reed
to tell us what he knows.

Will you help us?

I'll go with you.

Think the sheriff
has given up yet?

He never did think
we had the girl.

Didn't I tell you it'd be easy?

Oh, think of it, Phil.

$1 million... that's what
that girl's going to bring us.

Mr. Reed, Gerner.

I think there's something
you ought to know.

You two know what's good
for you, you'll keep it quiet.

You made Miss Della cry, and
you're going to pay for this.

That ain't all you're gonna do,
buster.

You're gonna tell us
everything you know

about that little girl
that disappeared

and about Miss Della.

I don't know a thing about it.

Maybe you better ask him
your way, then, Hercules.

Stop him!

Stop him!

What do you know, Phil?

Tell us and I'll make him quit.

It was Gerner!

Gerner killed Della.

I had nothing to do with it!

You're a dirty liar!

Get the sheriff.

You liar. You're the one
that killed Della!

It was all Gerner's idea.

He kidnapped the girl,
and then he killed Della

because she was going to tell
where the girl was hidden.

- Well, where is she, man?
- She's down at...

Get him!

- Hey...
- Reed.

The girl... where is she?

Where is she?

Ask... ask Daisy.

Joe! Sheriff!

Joe!

Well, young fella,
where you been?

You've caused us enough trouble.

Wait a minute, Sheriff.

It was Gerner
that killed the girl.

He just killed Mr. Reed,

and he got away,
and Hercules is after him.

Did you find out anything
about Jennifer?

Just before Mr. Reed died,
he said, "Ask Daisy."

- That's the fat lady.
- Well, let's go.

You'd better let me handle this.

You keep the others back,

or we'll never get anything
out of her.

- You come with me, Little Joe.
- Right.

Daisy... I'm your friend.

You know that, don't you?

Mr. Reed said
that you knew something

about the girl that disappeared.

Can you tell us anything?

All right, Daisy.

Thanks a lot.

Daisy... Daisy, are you sure?

Are you sure that you can't
tell us anything about the girl?

No, Daisy! No!

You don't have
to protect Mr. Reed anymore.

Mr. Reed is dead.

Do you understand, Daisy?

Mr. Reed is dead.

Mr. Reed... dead?

Now, Daisy.

- Oh, no.
- Daisy.

In the back.

Daisy.

Jennifer, where are you?

Joe... Joe.

You know, I ought to leave you
tied up till I get you home.

Oh! Oh, Joe.

That's all right.
You're okay now.

What are we going to do now,
Mr. Roudin?

Were going on, just as usual.

It's the only thing we can do.

If you need anything,
Mr. Roudin, you let us know.

Well, thanks very much,

but there's very little pleasure
people like us have

except the satisfaction
of helping ourselves.

Joe, don't you let that gal out
of your sight no more, you hear?

Little Joe,
can you ever forgive me?

Well...

Yeah.

Yeah, I think I can forgive you.

Of course, it's going
to take some time.

Quite some time.

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