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Thor's expecting us.

Take a good look
at this stamp, Hauser.

There's only one of them
in the world.

- When are you leaving?
- End of the week.

The feds are really
breathing hard, huh?

Where are you going?

The lawyers tell me Tangiers
has the best extradition laws:

- None.
- Him too?

Well, what's your proposition?

We continue the partnership.

But I raise your ante. Fifty-fifty.

What do you think, Hauser?

Mr. Gadsen's very generous.

We run the business, take all the risks,
and send him half the profits.

Nothing runs ten minutes
without my list.

You got that, Hauser?

Without that list of politicians
and cops on the take,

you head for Tangiers too.

Who handles the payoffs?

We do, from there.

Well, let's have a drink.

I got another proposition for you.

I need a safe,
portable way to move my cash,

and I need it quick.

I'll give you 5 million
for the stamp collection.

Not for sale.

Thor, be reasonable.
We need a way to move that cash.

All right, Emil.
The stamp collection for your list.

Thor, the list stays with me.
Not you, not Tony.

- Nobody but me.
- Your stars tell you that?

You ought to teach your boy
some manners.

He's right, Hauser.

Now, look,
we're still in business together.

So let's drink
to its continued success.

Good morning, Mr. Phelps.

For years, this man, Emil Gadsen,

has controlled the largest
vice operation in the Northeast.

Now Gadsen is about to flee the
country to avoid a federal indictment,

leaving his partner, Thor Coffin,
in charge of the organisation.

The source of Gadsen's power
is a secret list of public officials

who are on his payroll.

Gadsen plans
to take the list with him

and continue making payoffs
from abroad.

Conventional law-enforcement
agencies are unable to interfere.

Your mission, Jim,
if you decide to accept it,

is to get that list
so we can put Gadsen and Coffin

out of business for good.

This tape will self-destruct
in five seconds.

Good luck, Jim.

Yeah, that's fine, Casey.

- Any problems, Dave?
- Casey's a great coach.

You'll make your debut at Alfredo's
tomorrow at lunch.

Emil and Tony will be there.
Alfredo has agreed to cooperate.

So has Revalier, Jim.

He and Gadsen have been
corresponding for years,

but they've never met.

I called Gadsen this morning,
told him I was Maurice Revalier,

was in town, and could give him
a reading. He was delighted.

How long will it take
to put him under, Barney?

With this, Willy, ten seconds.

He's a chain-smoker.

You're sure he won't call
for medical help?

No, he hates doctors, Casey.
Blames them for his wife's death.

We're counting on Tony.
Once he does call a doctor,

the answering service
will transfer him to ours.

Charles Berk.

Your stamp, Jim.

A Helioglad, 1873. It's authentic.

You were right about the dealer,
Ullstead, also.

His loyalties will be with Emil.

It seems that one of Thor's hoods
put his son in the hospital over a girl.

- How's the digging, Willy?
- It's on schedule, Jim.

All we've got to do is make sure

Coffin doesn't go to that safe
the same time I do.

Don't worry, I'll be there with this.

Look, when I talked to Mr. Coffin,
he said to come right over.

Yes?

Jameson's here. He's got the stamp.

Bring him in.

Mr. Coffin? Ed Jameson.

Mr. Jameson. Care for a drink?

Yeah, Scotch, straight.

Thanks.

Now...

- South wall.
- Check it.

You are an Aries, Monsieur Gadsen.

A fiery, forceful man.

A man of great strength.

But...

Yes?

There are those
who would destroy you.

I know that, Monsieur Revalier.

That's why I'm going to Tangiers.

I fear, monsieur,
that levity would be a poor weapon

against the influences at work here.

What influences,
Monsieur Revalier?

They are strange, unique, evil.

Perhaps the tarot will tell us.

Would you shuffle, please?

- How much?
- Seventy-five thousand.

I'll give you 25.

- Fifty.
- I don't bargain.

Then I'm sorry, Mr. Coffin.

So am I, Mr. Jameson.

However, I am prepared to be

a bit more flexible on these.

King of Coins.

You have made yourself
rich and powerful.

You enjoy great respect.
You are feared.

Again, the influences of evil.

There is a plot against you.

You have enemies,
personal enemies.

- Papa.
- Not now, Tony.

You've got to sign these.

Monsieur, I'm sure you realise...

Tony, shut up or get out.

Go on, Revalier.

Ten of Swords.

I see approaching sickness
and death.

Someone close to you.

Not your son,
someone closer than your son.

- There's no one.
- Like a brother.

Even closer than a brother.

- I have no brother.
- There is danger for both of you.

That danger is very close
and very deadly.

I tell you, I have no brother.

There you go.

There, now,
press it tightly around the eyes.

That's it. Now, get to the mouth.

Yes. Very good.

- Yes?
- There's nothing on the south wall.

All right,
check the rest of the perimeter.

Then get on back here.

- Very good, Casey.
- Thank you.

Magic is being used against you.

Evil magic, out of the past.

Once again, your image,
your shadow, your brother.

The Ace of Swords. Again, danger.

Now I'm getting something.

Yes.

It is le signe du corse.

- What?
- The Corsican sign.

You did not come
into this world alone.

You are incomplete. Cut, severed.

That is the source of your danger,
perhaps your death.

Papa, we've got things to do.

Monsieur Gadsen, I beg of you.

This reading
is of the utmost importance.

It could mean your life.

I cannot proceed in the presence
of disbelief and cynicism.

- Tony, get out.
- He's a phoney. Corsican brothers...

I said closer than brothers.
That is what the Corsican sign means.

There is someone who...

Who is like half your father.

They have the same tendencies.
They feel the same feelings.

Monsieur Gadsen,
I would like to continue the reading.

I told you. Get out.

The next card is the most important.

It is the Death card.

Emil, give me your hand.

I am worried for you, Emil.

But we will work it out.

You are sleepy, Emil.

Yes.

You will see this Death card again
from time to time.

You will react to it in certain ways.

Listen to me,

and I will tell you how to react to it
when you see it.

Do you understand, Emil?

Yes.

Six-penny
Newfoundland bisect, 1857.

You don't see many of those.

Maybe I shouldn't ask,
but where did you get it?

The point is that I want to sell it.

Hold it. Just stay where you are.

- Say, what's this all about?
- Just turn around to the wall.

- Hold on a minute, I can...
- Just do as I say.

Put the book on the chair.

Get your arms up against that wall.

Hey, I work for Mr. Coffin,
the same as you do.

That's funny. Nobody told me.

I'm remounting his stamp collection.
That's his album.

If you don't believe me, take a look.

Nothing. Must have been a cat
triggered the alarm.

Well, I'm interested in these three.

- What are you quoting?
- A hundred grand for all six.

- But I don't want all six.
- They're a set.

Is that being reasonable,
Mr. Jameson?

- Ninety grand.
- Get him out of here.

You're hard, Mr. Coffin.

But you're not
the only buyer in town. Bye.

The last time you see this card,

you will be in the presence
of death itself.

You will be unable to move.

You will be paralyzed.

Say it to me, Emil.

I will be paralyzed.

But you will be able to speak.

- Is that clear?
- Yes.

Very good.

Now, when I wake you
from this sleep,

you will remember everything
about the reading,

but you will have no recollection
of the instructions I have given you.

- Do you understand that?
- Yes.

Emil, wake up.

What are you doing?

I thought it best
that we have another reading.

I don't think so, Monsieur Revalier.

How much do I owe you?

You owe me nothing, monsieur.

You are rejecting the unpalatable.
It is not always the wisest thing to do.

Let's just say that I don't have
any more time to spare.

Good day.

If you should need me
for any reason,

I shall be at the Monarch Hotel,
monsieur.

Hello?

I wanted to make sure you were
coming in for lunch, Mr. Gadsen.

Good. Something extraordinary.

There is a gentleman
dining right here

who looks enough like you
to be your twin brother.

I see.

Yes, usual table.

Good afternoon, Mr. Gadsen. Tony.

The gentleman I mentioned
will be on your left.

As you can see, identical.

When they came in,
I called him Mr. Gadsen.

He corrected me.

- What is his name?
- Gadaradz, he said.

Professor Gadaradz.
From the old country.

- Ask him to join us.
- Very good, Mr. Gadsen.

In the old country,
there was a branch of the family

on the north end of the island.

They called themselves Gadaradz.

- Professor Gadaradz and Miss?
- My daughter, Leona.

Emil Gadsen. My son, Tony.

- Will you join us?
- We have already eaten.

- For coffee, then?
- I am intrigued, Papa.

I must admit, so am I.

- Alfredo.
- Yes.

I spend a quarter of a million
on electronic security

and I lose 5 million bucks'
worth of stamps.

Where's the percentage?

If it was the south wall, I'd like to know
how he got into the house.

Are you sure you never
saw him before, Belkin?

I'm sure.

Go over the place inch by inch
until you find out how it was done.

Right.

If Gadaradz is family name,
we must certainly be related.

But how?

Doesn't make any sense
that we never heard of you before.

We never heard of you either.

How long will you stay
in this country, professor?

Perhaps a week, perhaps two.

Until I finish my research.

Papa?

Leona, darling...

Papa.

It's all right.

You must forgive me. Heart.

It's an old complaint.

- Is it serious?
- It could be.

Papa, we really must be going.

But we haven't finished
what we were talking about.

Is there anyplace
we can reach you, Mr. Gadsen?

This evening, cocktails.

Papa, I really don't think we should.

- It's important to me.
- We will be there.

Five o'clock.

Why are you getting involved?

Do you have to ask?

Waiter, telephone.

I want to talk to Revalier.

That's some coincidence.

He gives you a reading

and then the very same guy
he's talking about shows up.

That pain in my chest
was no coincidence.

What's the matter?

I was just thinking, Papa.

If anything happened to you, the list,
the organisation can't run without it.

What are you trying to say?

Maybe you should tell me where it is.

When two people know a secret,
it's not a secret anymore.

Many psychic phenomena
fall in the same category.

They have actual
medical counterparts.

The Corsican syndrome
is certainly one of these.

Siamese twins, separated at birth.

Each feeling what the other has felt.

Someone got into Thor's place
and stole his best stamps.

Five million. How did they get in?

Thor must be asking
the same question.

It had to be from the inside.

No outsider
could have broken that security.

The professor will be here
in a minute.

Go downstairs and meet him.

Hold it.

Papa. Papa.

Papa.

Dave, this is Tom Hawkins.

He'll be working with us
until we get Emil Gadsen's list.

- Hi, Tom.
- Hi.

- Hope it wasn't too rough.
- Gentle as the falling rain.

My Papa.

- My father.
- What happened?

- They grabbed her father.
- Who?

I don't know.

You must call the police.

We'll take care of it.

Take her someplace.
Calm her down.

Papa.

It's as though
he was struck on the head.

Yeah.

- The professor was struggling.
- He must have been knocked out.

Why don't you call a doctor?

Yeah.

- What about the police?
- Don't you worry about that.

- Let's check the wine cellar.
- Yeah.

His heart's all right.

- Exactly what happened?
- He fainted.

Why don't you
tell the doctor everything?

His mirror image
was kidnapped in the street below.

He was very probably
struck on the head.

Look, don't worry about that, doctor.
Just bring him around.

You mentioned his mirror image.

Are you suggesting that this could be
some kind of symbiotic reaction?

The man looked enough like him
to be his twin brother.

There's nothing here.

- Who are you?
- Dr. Berk, Mr. Gadsen.

- Doctor?
- It's okay, Papa, you fainted.

- I don't need a doctor.
- Let him examine you.

It's all right, Mr. Gadsen,
I'm almost finished.

I don't seem to find anything.

Perhaps a little indigestion.

I'd recommend some tests.

Where did you get that scar,
Mr. Gadsen?

In the old country, an accident,
when I was very young.

They had to stitch me up.

- How old were you?
- What's that got to do with anything?

Mr. Gadsen?

Two months, three months,
I don't know.

Then you have no actual
recollection of the accident?

Pardon me, doctor.

My only concern
is for Monsieur Gadsen's well-being.

Obviously you have something
on your mind.

I think it unfair to hold it back.

Very well.

The only other time that I've ever seen
a scar exactly like that one

was from an operation
separating Siamese twins.

- What?
- Get out.

You're just like all the rest. A fool.

You need a doctor yourself.

- Nate Ullstead?
- That is the name on the door.

I've got some items to move.
I heard you're the man to see.

Where did you hear it?

Do we deal?

I can't figure anyone
wanting to snatch the professor.

- They were after me.
- Well, sure they were after you.

- That's why I didn't call the cops.
- But who?

- Someone you trust.
- What?

Someone you have known for years.

Someone very close to you.

- Who?
- I would like to read the cards again.

I felt like someone
was working me over.

It was the Corsican syndrome again.

You're both fools
if you continue to ignore it.

Whoever has the professor
is beating him.

You must free that man,
Monsieur Gadsen.

Or it will mean your death.

Give me your hands.

I see through his eyes, a cellar.

A wine cellar.

Questioning, men questioning.

Questioning.

Someone close to me, wine cellar.

I'm thinking Thor.

For the payoff list.
He'd do anything to get that list.

He's suckering you.

He tells you something,
then you buy it.

Go see for yourself.

Or have you not the courage?

He's right. He's got to see you.

Otherwise, he's going to know.
Level with him.

Tell him that somebody grabbed me.
Ask for his help.

I'm not even going to ask
where you got this.

That would be very wise of you.

- Can you move them?
- I'm not sure.

- What is it worth to me?
- Thirty percent.

Make it 40 and I'll see what I can do.

That's a little high.

Either we do business at that figure
or forget about it.

Okay.

- Think about it.
- I'll think about it.

- Hello?
- This is Nate Ullstead.

I know something
you might be interested in.

How would you like to buy
Thor Coffin's stamp collection?

You know better
than to ask a question like that.

The man who took it
just walked out of here.

Get me and him together.

- Who would snatch your father?
- How do I know?

That's why I came here.
I need your help.

Well, you got it, Tony.

We can't let anybody
get that payoff list.

The list, everybody wants the list.
I want my father.

So do I, Tony, believe me.

I'll put some feelers out.
We'll get a line on it.

Nothing stays secret
for long in this town.

Well, I got all my boys looking.

They took him,
they might come after me.

I could use some help right now.

Sure. Belkin.

I don't like any of this, Hauser.

Make some calls,
see what you can find out.

All right.

- Take me down to the wine cellar.
- I don't have a key.

- You're lying.
- I swear it.

- Besides, there's nothing down there.
- We'll just see. Come on.

Please, no more.

- I don't know anything about a list.
- Make a sound and you're dead.

Where is it?

I...

Please, no more.
I don't know anything about a list.

Now, Emil, where is it?

Where's the payoff list?

Talk or I'll drown you.

I cannot talk.
I don't know anything about a list.

I'm not Emil.

Mademoiselle, does your father have
a scar in the centre of his chest?

Well, yes, but what has this to do
with my father's kidnap?

There is a possibility that your father
and Monsieur Gadsen are twins,

separated at birth.

Do you believe that?

But why was it kept a secret?

When I said separated,
I meant it in a literal sense.

In the old country, Siamese twins
would have been considered...

- Siamese twins?
- Yes.

There is evidence to that fact.

Siamese twins would have been
considered as an evil omen.

Even to mention them would have
brought a curse on the family.

Then you too
must have the same scar.

My eyes, the light, it's...

- I can't see.
- Emil, Emil.

Mr. Gadsen, what is wrong?

We believe that he is feeling
the same things

that are happening to your father.

Then... You mean
my father is being tortured?

We'll help him. I promise it.

Do you feel these things always,
all your life?

- No.
- I believe that is the proximity.

You see, the old folks
who separated the two boys at birth

did the correct thing.

Now, chance has brought them
together again.

What's the matter now?

What were they doing
to my brother?

They're questioning him
about your list.

My father, is he all right?

What were they doing
to my brother?

They got him in the cellar.
They're using a hot light on him.

- What else?
- Water.

Ducking him in water,
holding him under.

But then we must call the police.

He has a weak heart. He will die.

No, if we call the police,

Thor would kill him
before anybody could get to him.

- We're going to do it my way.
- I say let's get out of the country.

And I say, if he dies,
your father dies.

We're going to get him out.

How? You know their security,
we don't have a chance.

There's no way.

Nate? The guy who pulled the heist
at Thor's estate...

Hey, Nate, what is this?

Jameson? I'm Emil Gadsen.

This is the man I told you about.

All right, so, what price are you
prepared to pay for the stamps?

We'll talk about that
another time, Mr. Jameson.

You are here now
because I want you to show us

how you got into
Thor Coffin's house.

That's my business.

I don't want to kill you, Jameson.

In fact, it can mean
a lot of money to you.

We used a tunnel.

Through here.

Gadaradz.

Untie him.

He's dead.

Papa.

I can't move.

- Come on, let's get out of here.
- Papa, you gotta get up.

- I can't.
- The list, you gotta give me the list.

I gotta have it. You hear me, Papa?
Give it to me.

Come on.

Tony, you are not going to leave me.

No. Give me the list.

You're gonna die.

My watch, there's a compartment.

Don't leave me, Tony.

Break it down.

All right, wake up, Mr. Gadsen.

- What?
- You can move.

Come on, let's go.

What is this? What's happening?

Officers?