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Amelia!

Amelia!

What do you want now?

I want dinner.

- You won't eat until Belle arrives. - I said that half an hour ago.

But I'm hungry and I'm going to eat now.

Don't stay still looking, serve the food.

- No crumbs until Belle arrives. - Hey, you ...

Go ahead, say it.

I'm just a poor english relative

that you and Belle did you a favor to employ in this sinister house

with their voices laughing and screaming at night

and steps

knocking and creaking doors.

I wish I never had coming to America.

But I know who provides the butter for the bread.

So wait� until Belle arrives.

Finally arrived!

Realize that they are 7:30 am and didn't have dinner?

What I was doing is very more important than eating.

At my age, nothing is more important than eating.

- What were you doing? - I called Wayne Fletcher's wife.

To talk about Donna and Wayne, I imagine.

- Donna is my niece. - And mine too, so what?

I don't try to control her life.

Take note, Belle Kincaid: she will leave us someday.

She's old enough to take care of herself. And very lively too.

Whether or not I have panache, I will not endure go with Wayne FIetcher!

She doesn't hang out with Wayne FIetcher.

She works in her office.

She doesn't need to work.

Never any woman from Kincaid family worked

and I doubt it works hard after midnight.

- Dinner is on the table. - Great.

- And Donna? - Exited.

She waited until after 7 am

and when the insolence of maid took effect, left.

She had work pending in the office with Wayne.

Night work.

Don't be doing it grimaces like a monkey.

Eating is the most important thing of her life. Let's have dinner.

Of course, dear sister. I can?

Thanks for me help tonight.

I wouldn't have asked you

if I didn't have to deliver this in court tomorrow.

- It was a big favor. - The favor was yours.

She got me out of here for some hours.

Is the only way to leaving home at night.

Thanks, boss.

Donna.

What?

Today I will talk to Vivian.

We need to clarify everything. We can't go on like this.

It's not fair.

Wayne?

Yes?

Please don't do anything that one of us might regret it.

People talk about us.

Uncle Sam and Aunt Belle were good for me.

I don't want to hurt them.

And I don't want to be the reason why you hurt her.

Vivian doesn't mind being hurt by nothing I do.

Good

tomorrow I will pass the day in court

and call in the morning� to see how it is.

OK.

Haven't you forgotten anything, Julian?

I've told you everything I know, Captain McCracken.

- Good night, Mr. Fletcher. - Good night, Captain.

What are you doing here?

Something wrong?

Yes.

We found your wife upstairs ...

...dead.

Vivian dead?

How did it happen?

Apparently asphyxiation.

But how?

We'll have to find out.

There are no signs of violence

without clues.

Where was between 7h and 11h this night, Fletcher?

- In my office, working. - I suppose you can prove it.

- Yes, someone was with me. - Who?

My secretary.

But if you can keep your name out of it ...

Oh, so it's a romance.

Maybe I was cheating on your wife?

Forget it, McCracken, I'm a lawyer.

- No need to answer ... - Sure, sure. You don't have to talk.

I just thought Would like to help.

Julian has helped a lot.

He said he was trying to get rid of your wife.

Do you think you would like to marry with the Kincaid girl.

That liar came tell you that?

Not exactly. Claims to have discovered

because your wife did not attend � consultation at your studio.

Called several times and no one answered.

It also claims to have had a psychic feeling

that something was wrong.

That's why you came here.

No one answered the bell, so I called the police station.

And we found the corpse.

- Something wrong about this story? - Very.

He claims to be a psychic researcher.

I don't know his real name.

My wife met him a while ago year in one of those silly sessions

for which women are interested.

Nonsense, maybe for you, sir Fletcher.

But not for those who believe.

Did Mrs. Fletcher believe it?

More than that. She was one of those rare people

that are natural mediums of contact with the spiritual world.

Did she know your wife was a medium?

I know that since she met this man, changed a lot.

She lost interest in me, she left our house

and she spoke only of death and life after death.

She got strangely interested in suicide.

In fact, she read on the topic.

HISTORY'S FAMOUS SUICIDE

Do you think your wife committed suicide?

I really don't know what to think.

His wife was murdered, sir Fletcher.

I told you to rest

before coming to my stadium for tonight's session.

So

I received a message from her.

I predicted that they had hurt her.

I'm sure I wanted contact me

from beyond.

Did you have dinner at home today?

- Yes. - What time did you go to the office?

- A few minutes before 7 am, I think. - Not sure?

Yes I have. Must have been at that time

because I met my secretary in the office at 7am.

Hello?

Yes, it's here.

For you, Captain.

McCracken speaking.

How long?

OK thank you.

Fletcher, I'm detaining you as a murder suspect.

- Won't you be making a big mistake? - Perhaps. It has happened before.

You will not be detained for long time if it is a mistake.

Maybe until tomorrow?

- Maybe a habeas corpus? - Sure, sure.

Take it, Harry.

You better come with me, Julian. Maybe I need you.

Sure.

By the way, and out of curiosity, what's your real name?

Julian.

- Julian of what? - Julian Julian.

No kidding.

Aren't you proud?

The name Kincaid is not means nothing to you?

I didn't do anything to dishonor the name.

And what they murmur about your relationship

with Wayne Fletcher not dishonorable?

I cannot prevent consider sordid

a relationship perfectly decent.

"Relationship perfectly decent ".

In my day, no girl with a minimal interest in her reputation

would work at night in one man's office.

But this is not yours Time, Aunt Belle.

- We live in a new world. - And I drink to this.

Who can be the this time of night?

Come see, Amelia.

Too bad it was born so long ago time, Belle.

As I recall you, at Donna's age

you weren't ugly.

She could have hooked a man, if they didn't think it ran from them.

Shut up and let go that sandwich.

What's wrong with him?

If you think you have poison in food, don't sleep.

Are you finished, dear sister?

Don't worry about it.

Sleeping is something possible

only when shadows of the dead

take the night off.

- Mr. Julian! - Good night, Amelia.

- Excuse me for coming at this hour ... - Stop it, Julian.

If others have gone sleep, wake them up.

I want to talk to everyone in the house.

- And who are you? - Captain McCracken, police detective.

- Detective?

- What did she do? - Who?

Donna.

Did you know that something horrible would happen sooner or later

with all those nights with Wayne Fletcher.

We’ll talk about this later.

Julian. I brought a detective with him.

- A detective? And what do you want? - Ask some questions.

- About a murder. - Who was murdered?

Wayne Fletcher's wife.

Really look like alarmed, miss.

Will you tell me why?

No

Look

work for Mr. Fletcher and

naturally the news of what his wife died ...

Worked with him today � night, right?

Yes.

It insinuates that she had something to do with the murder ...

- Who are you? - Who am I? Now, look.

- I'm Belle Kincaid. - Oh yeah.

I also want to make you some questions

once you're done with the young woman.

In the meantime, she can sit down.

- And you will be Samuel Kincaid. - Yes it's me.

And this is Amelia

of the English branch of the family

- The one who wasted the money. - Oh, I see.

And don't ask me about the murder.

You don't leave home all day.

Lastly, we have the first alibi of the case. Sit down.

- You too, Julian. - Thanks.

This spirit disturber Are you also involved in this?

- Do you know Julian? - Meet him?

He practically lives here

since Belle and Amelia decided

who wanted to talk to everyone the ghosts of the Kincaid family.

In this house there were many noises before he arrived

but you need to hear it now.

Come any night, sit with me and you will understand me.

Maybe it will.

Fletcher said he was with him in his office from 7am to 10am.

- It's true, Miss. Kincaid? - Yes.

Do you suspect Wayne?

- I sent him to jail. - But it couldn't have been him.

When he brought me, he said he would come back to talk to Vivian about ...

About what?

On personal matters.

Not being too cooperative, are you?

What you mean?

I know you're in love with Fletcher and him for you.

I believe it was Julian who told you.

There was no need to tell. Fletcher tried to keep his name out of it

he tried to protect her.

Topic of Wayne, a man very respectable.

Certainly a good guy

killing his wife and implicating Donna in the case.

Wayne is not a killer.

If I talked about this

personal matter, it could be useful.

About what he intended talk to your wife?

He was going to ask her for a divorce and insist to accept it.

Come?

He's a murderer.

So it seems.

But it doesn't sound strange to you

that he comes home to ask a woman dead divorce?

Aliens, what did you do tonight?

Who said that?

We got a call anonymously at the police station.

Looks like it came out little after dark.

One of your neighbors you must have seen it.

- Nosy ... - Where were you?

Visiting Vivian Fletcher.

- MS. Belle, I shouldn't ... - Don't meddle, Julian.

Proceed, Miss. Kincaid.

Why did you visit Mrs. Fletcher tonight?

To ask him to compel the husband to leave Donna alone.

And did she accept?

Yes.

Mrs. Fletcher was alive when she left?

Of course yes.

She was about to have dinner.

What time?

Around 6:40 am.

Mr. Fletcher was at home when he left?

His car was in the garage

when he said goodbye to Vivian.

It seems very logical to me. She asked you to leave Donna

he was furious and killed her!

Why don't you hang the guy

or whatever it is done with killers

instead of asking silly questions?

Sometimes the logic points to the wrong person.

Ridiculous! Why do you have to prolong the case

and bring us so much bad reputation?

Already has the killer in prison and you know it.

Maybe yes.

Mr. Kincaid, where were you tonight

Hunting ghosts.

- Did you find any? - No.

I sat in the attic with a double-barreled shotgun

until I couldn't take it hunger, but nothing.

We have heard chains noise.

And someone who laughs every night.

Very interesting.

Would you mind going out to the runner with me for a moment?

Yes of course.

Don't leave here, I'll be back in a minute.

A little late for hiking, don't you think?

Have you seen anyone you know?

Sure.

I live next door.

Let's see if your neighbors recognize it.

- Hello, Bruce. - Hello, Mr. Kincaid.

Where did you find him?

Spying outside.

- He says he lives next door. - It's true.

Go to the hall, sir.

Hi, Donna.

Bruce, what are you doing here?

Go ahead, tell her. I will also listen.

I heard on the radio what happened with Miss Fletcher.

I knew she would be shaken, so I came to see if she could help.

I saw the police car outside

and I looked out the window to see what was happening.

He found me there.

It is horrible to know that you have arrived at home today with a killer.

How do you know she returned accompanied?

I had gone for a walk and it was passing ...

Walk! You spied on me, as usual.

Spying is a way of protect someone you care about.

Protect?

Of course! Everyone tries to protect me.

- Treating me like a child. - Donna!

I'm not a child

and nothing they say

will convince me that Wayne He is guilty of murder.

Listen!

Refers to the watch?

No

to the ghost in the attic.

He's laughing again.

You are there, listen?

- You say you're in the attic? - Yes.

It's Uncle Joe's spirit.

Curious expression. I've heard it many times.

We try to establish contact

no results.

Nonsense!

If this is Joe's ghost Kincaid, your voice has changed a lot.

I heard him singing in the choir.

But what about the chains? You heard the chains.

Well, what's up?

It looks like Uncle Joe it was a young vandal

and caught him once in the south with no money

and put him with the prisoners chained for a month.

He never made it overcome this disgrace.

And this thing up there carries chains.

- Let's take a look at the attic. - I don't.

- Me neither. - I'll show you.

You are the specialist in spirits, must accompany us.

Sure.

I will too.

Me too, if you don't mind.

Of course, why not?

Do you think you should tell McCracken about Donna?

What about Donna?

She couldn't be in Wayne Fletcher's office at 7am.

She was here at that time.

Are you sure?

Have.

Look, Amelia, don't say one word about it to anyone.

Understood?

I don't hear anything anymore.

Uncle Joe may have heard us arrive.

This is my room.

Uncle Joe's wife died on him.

Could be her spirit on the way from the attic, to play with Uncle Joe.

- There's no one here. - There never was.

I've been trying to find the door open for years.

I could at least try grease the hinges.

- Yes. - Show me the section.

I think Uncle Joe is still there. We will!

It's too dark.

Perhaps the ghost has left through that window.

Gentlemen, there is the ghost.

A raccoon!

Incredible.

It must be the little animal that Morrison chained his yard.

I don't know ... he looks a bit like Uncle Joe.

Their ears are different.

Wayne!

- Hi, Donna. - You have five minutes to talk.

- I'll watch from the hall. - Thanks.

Oh, Wayne, I'm so worried.

There is nothing to worry about.

Do not believe I killed Vivian, right?

- No. Of course not.

But that detective, McCracken, he was at home last night.

He feared that me question.

About what?

About you not being in the office at 7am.

I didn't arrive until 7:15 am, and you a few minutes later.

Well, if that's all you got worry, forget it.

Of course it took me a few minutes to go from home to the office.

But I told McCracken that we were there at 7am.

I know it

but I didn't know that hours were exactly.

I have nothing to hide, Donna.

If you're going to feel better, I tell McCracken everything.

Oh, no, please.

I would suspect you even more.

It takes more than suspicion to convict someone for murder.

When McCracken weighs the facts this morning, I'm sure you will let me go.

Captain McCracken wants to speak to you in his office. Follow me.

This way.

She seems very interested in condemning Wayne Fletcher, Miss. Kincaid.

Why wouldn't he be?

Donna was a happy and normal girl until you start working for him.

Look now: capricious, stubborn

and instead of having your eyes open to tragedy

think you are in love for that killer.

Aunt Belle, what are you doing here?

Telling the truth in interest of justice.

Sit down, Miss. Kincaid.

Why you lied to me yesterday � night, Fletcher?

I imagine you mean to the schedule.

Donna just reminded me I arrived at the office

a few minutes after 7:25 am.

I think it complicates the case, doesn't it?

Perhaps.

Stop kidding, McCracken.

You know you have no proof enough to keep me locked up.

So I send my secretary back to the office

write a habeas warrant corpus, or do you release me now?

- I'll let you go, Fletcher. - What?

- You can't be serious. - I am.

All the evidence against him is merely circumstantial.

- Like the ones I have against you. - Against me? You must be crazy.

Not at all. He admitted to calling Mrs. Fletcher last night

and I only have your word that Mr. Fletcher has arrived

just when I leave.

By the way, Fletcher saw Miss. Kincaid leaving home

when did you come for dinner?

I didn't see her.

Are you?

I mean it will free a killer in the community?

- Do you think you should stop them both? - You know very well that I don't know.

And I will not stay here no more minutes

listening to your absurd insinuations.

- Come with me, Donna. - No, Aunt Belle.

I have something to talk to Wayne.

MS. Kincaid, don't leave town, in case he wants to question her again.

Why are you here?

I

was measuring the curtains.

They're too beaten. We need new ones, don't you think?

Were perfectly satisfactory for 30 years

and I don't want to change them.

But maybe you and Wayne have thought of redecorating the house.

Well, I'm still here.

- Good night, Julian. - Good evening.

- Give me your hat. - Thank you, Amelia.

- Is everything ready? - Yes.

Do you think you should proceed with that?

Certainly, yes.

I'm scared.

You need not be afraid.

Leave everything to me.

I want to stay some minutes in the dining room

alone

to tune in with the environment.

Sure.

I was going to call you. Mr. Julian is here.

Great. Where?

In the dining room.

- Tuning in. - Tuning in!

I hope you have hidden the silver.

Don't worry.

The family silver Splendid Kincaid

but I can assure you that I have no interest in it.

- Don't take my brother seriously, Julian. - Of course not.

Nobody does that in this house.

Do you think we'll make it our purpose tonight?

I am very confident.

Shall we go to the dining room?

As you know, Vivian Fletcher was my medium.

A perfect medium.

We made a pact.

We agree that the first one

pass to the other side

would contact with what was left.

� the largest series of nonsense I've heard.

Could you sit at the table, sir? Kincaid?

I'll sit down, but I don't want to.

Do you want to sit next to me, Miss. Belle?

And here you are, Amelia.

- Where is Donna? - I'm here.

Are you sure you told Mr. Fletcher to meet us at 9:00?

- Have. - Please sit.

- It's almost 9:15. - Don't worry, he'll come.

This is my concept wasting time.

Sitting in a circle like fools waiting to hear a ghost.

- Hi, Wayne. - Hello.

- Did you search the room? - Yes, I didn't find anything.

Great.

So Julian will be at your own expense.

Keep your eyes open.

Good evening everyone.

- Sorry for the delay. - Don't be sorry, Wayne.

Anything is more important than that this sad little meeting.

If you sit down, sir Fletcher, we can start.

You can blow out the candle at the end of table, Mr. Kincaid?

Now put your hands on the table like that.

I want you to understand that absolute silence

and intense concentration are necessary.

Everyone knew Vivian Fletcher.

I want you to think about her.

Concentrate.

Empty any other thinking of their minds.

Just think about Vivian Fletcher

that is in another dimension.

Think of it as the met

in life.

If you focus on enough, she will speak�

through me

during my trance.

From this moment, just silence

and concentration.

I'm waiting, Vivian.

I am waiting.

I'm Vivian Fletcher.

Can you hear me, Julian?

Or you, Vivian.

Do you have a message?

I hear you, Vivian.

What it is?

I want to accuse my husband, Wayne

of having murdered me.

It's a lie!

Wayne!

Keep quiet, you fool! Spoil everything.

You're right about that.

Stop it, Julian.

We will! Leave it. I want to talk to you.

- What happened? What happened? - You know what happened.

A nice trick, to imitate Vivian's voice.

- She said? Did you hear it? -Yes, and she said he murdered her.

So it's true. You killed her.

He killed her, he killed her! She said that.

- Julian, it must have been a trick. - There is no trick.

No?

Here's your partner, Julian.

Both must explain to those present because they set up this farce.

I assure you that I didn't know that Bruce was in the house.

It's what I expected to hear.

I suppose you will deny

that Julian has something to do with your presence here.

- Of course he has nothing to do with it. - Well, why are you here?

Because I wouldn't be safe

with him.

- Bruce ... - No, Wayne, please.

Violence won't help nothing, Fletcher.

Make it clear, Julian.

- I'm not accused of anything. - Yes, �.

� accused of murder for the woman he killed.

That's right. We all heard the accusation.

Why doesn't anyone call the police?

Why doesn't it close that big mouth?

This accusation does not would it work on the jury, Wayne?

Of course not.

Why don't you ignore these fraudsters?

- I would do that if I didn't live here. - You better go, Wayne.

- Sorry to get you into this, Wayne. - Forget it.

Julian's show can take you somewhere.

As a lawyer, I have seen that, when someone tries so hard

prove that another person committed a crime

usually has a good reason for that.

Do you suggest that Julian killed Vivian?

That or try to cover up someone.

Maybe McCracken can find out.

- Good evening. - Good evening.

Bruce, you come and go since childhood

but mind telling me how did you get in tonight?

Through the kitchen door. It was open.

Well, get out of the same place.

But, Donna, I want talk to you.

I know it must be terribly shaken.

- If you can do something ... - Yes, you can leave.

OK.

This is also true for you, Julian.

I realize that proof of guilt Fletcher's confuses her, but ...

Proof? She thought for a moment that

Did I believe in your spirit trick? Now get out.

Julian won't leave, Donna.

I invited you to stay with us

as a guest.

Thank you, Miss Bell.

Now the poor ghosts of Kincaid family will never rest.

Wayne?

Wayne.

Why are you drinking, Wayne?

Do you think it will help you forget that you killed me?

Vivian!

Come on, Wayne. I want to show you something.

Here I am, Wayne!

This way.

Come in, Wayne. Don't be afraid.

This way, Wayne.

Why did you stop? Come in with me.

Vivian!

Vivian!

Vivian!

Vivian, where are you?

Vivian!

Vivian!

Vivian!

Vivian!

What are you doing here?

What you do running for this cemetery

in the middle of the night, screaming like crazy?

Will answer me or do I call the police?

No, don't call the police!

Hey!

Sam!

Wake up!

It's more than nine hours!

SAMUELL KINCAID FOUND DEAD

THE MURDERER MAKES A NEW VICTIM

POLICE INVESTIGATE THE DEATH OF KINCAID

He says he saw a man in garden last night?

- Yes. - What time?

Shortly after midnight.

She prepared me for go to bed.

I went to the window to open the curtains and I saw him.

Do you have any idea who it was?

I

I'm not sure

but it looked like Mr. Fletcher.

What do you say about that, Fletcher? Was he in the garden last night?

To be honest, I don't know.

What you mean?

I know it will sound a lot strange for you, but

last night I had a terrible experience.

I

I saw my wife

and talked to her.

- Do you expect me to believe that? - No, but it's the truth.

She appeared to me when I was alone

at home.

She said she wanted show me something.

I followed her to the cemetery

to the crypt door of family, where she was buried.

Then she disappeared.

You need to believe in me, McCracken.

When she disappeared, I went to the cemetery and called her.

- Then the grave digger found me. - And then?

I don't remember.

The next thing I knew was I woke up this morning at home

Feeling as if had a horrible nightmare.

are you sure of wasn't it a nightmare?

Sure.

I tell you that I saw her and that I spoke to her.

Better go see the crypt. I asked to be left open.

I will contact others later. Come on, Fletcher.

Go ahead, open it.

It's empty!

Empty?

Yes!

No offense body.

Realize? This proves that Vivian is still alive!

Perhaps.

I solved many cases reasonably difficult

but this one baffles me.

Suppose your wife is still alive

and that she and Julian conspired to make him look like a murderer.

Why would someone kill an old man innocent as Sam Kincaid?

It also baffles me.

Maybe that will help.

It looks like my uncle was investigating Julian's past.

It could mean something.

What is it?

� of the Association Vodevil de Artistas.

Says Julian was ventr�loquo and imitator.

That gives you a reason!

He feared that Sam Kincaid would unmask him.

And as a ventr�loquo, he could have I was deceived by imitating Vivian's voice.

Yes.

Perhaps.

Who are you?

I'm Deborah Kincaid.

I have a message to Belle.

What's the message?

Tell him

tell him never to stop believe in the world of spirits.

Never.

I will tell her.

- Did you hear? - Yes.

And I will never stop believing.

I need to prepare everything so that continue the psychic search, Amelia

in case something happens to me.

You are a very wise woman, Miss. Belle.

So that's how she made her sudden and mysterious appearances.

- God, I was scared, Donna. - I'm glad.

You haven't lost anything here to enter and exit the walls.

Where this panel slider leads?

Do you remember the secret passages that discovered in the basement as children?

Yes, but it ended up in a solid stone wall.

I know.

But one of the stones moves if you know where to touch it.

And there's another passage, ending in a moldy room

and some more steps will be here.

Thank you for the information.

I'll have it blocked.

Please don't do that, Donna.

I want to know that I can always come if you are in danger.

And I would like to certain privacy.

Now, you want to go where you came from

or through the door, just for a change?

See Wayne tonight, won't you?

- And what? - He's dangerous, Donna.

I know you think I am always meddling

but I wouldn't do that if don't be crazy about you.

And he used to like me. Donna, what happened to us?

Hope you like someone

that is always up sneaking around here

spying on me and interfering in my life?

Donna!

What is this discussion?

Bruce has been trying to tell me how to live my life.

As if I didn't have enough here.

Donna, where are you going?

Get out!

Amelia, what happened?

Belle.

She's dead, like the others.

Yes?

What?

Okay, I'll take care of that.

O'Leary speaking.

� McCracken.

There was another murder in the Kincaid family.

Don't play.

No kidding.

Same house, same shape. Look for Julian.

He bring it up and stop it.

It will not be necessary, Captain McCracken.

Wait, O'Leary.

He knew he suspected me and wanted to arrest me, so

I thought about saving you the trip.

Get back in the game, O'Leary. He just entered my office.

NEW MYSTERIOUS MURDER

BELLE KINCAID FOUND DEAD!

Suspected Suspect Arrested!

Good night, Amelia.

Hello!

- Let him enter this house? - Of course yes.

Mr. Fletcher will spend the night, at my request.

And don't be unpleasant.

Don't worry, I'll be locked in my room.

And if someone plans to kill me

Notice:

I sleep with a gun under the pillow.

Nice, isn't it?

Now that Uncle Sam and aunt Belle are gone

I'm afraid that Amelia is A big problem.

Yes, I understand.

Wayne?

- Wayne, wake up! - What's it?

Listen:

He returned.

Yes, upstairs.

Amelia! Amelia!

- Are you okay? - Perfectly.

And so I will continue as long as you have this weapon.

- But didn't you hear a woman scream? - No.

Now go and don't knock on my door

just out of remorse of conscience.

Look!

Whose room is this?

No one. It is used to store clothes and trunks.

The lamp burned out.

That's weird, there is no one here.

I wonder what made that door open.

- Amelia! Amelia! - What happened?

Open it, Amelia. We're locked up.

Of course they are. I locked them up.

- What? - I locked them up.

Poor Mr. Julian, arrested for murder.

He is innocent, but no one believes. Go to the gas chamber.

But now I I locked it and will die.

There would be no murders if it weren't for you.

You are bad, you two are bad.

Don't be silly, Amelia. Open the door!

Oh, no.

Wayne Fletcher killed his wife and Sam and Belle.

And kill poor Mr. Julian with gas. G�s!

G�s. I already know what I'm going to do.

I will bring a gas tube for down, I'll take you down the hall

and I will pass under the door and die like Julian.

She looks crazy.

Amelia, have you lost your mind? Open it!

She could also die.

There are no windows here.

Julian!

Hi, Amelia.

You ... ran away.

Escaped!

What is that? What's that noise?

I locked them in the deposit.

- Who? - Donna and Wayne Fletcher.

We can kill them with gas!

Give me!

- Hi, Fletcher. - Julian!

Thank God, McCracken me released in time to arrive.

- Did he release you? - Yes!

He decided that there was no evidence to keep me locked up.

Very lucky, isn't it?

Amelia told me that she would kill you two.

Blind loyalty it can be dangerous.

They are bad.

You better go to bed, Amelia.

Before they lose patience and end up in jail.

Wicked.

- The whole house is mean. - I know.

- Good night, Amelia. - Good night, Julian.

I think we should thank him for saving us, Julian.

Don't worry.

I congratulate you for becoming the heiress to the Kincaid family fortune.

Of course, I'm not most welcome here.

I'll pack my bags this night, if you insist.

Or else

if you think I can help Amelia to calm down

I'll wait until tomorrow.

- Stay till tomorrow anyway. - Thanks.

Good night.

Good night, Julian.

Good night.

I still don't understand why McCracken released him.

I am sure that he is to blame.

- He freed me too. - That was different.

The presumption of innocence applies to everyone.

A man is innocent, except proof to the contrary.

Detectives are known for releasing suspects

hoping that if deliver it, right?

Well, yes.

I'm sure McCracken did the same to Julian.

Did he hear that?

Yes.

He seemed to be coming from below.

Bruce. It's here again.

- What you mean? - Do you see the panel open?

Yes.

He comes through a passage secret through the basement.

He uses this to enter in the house whenever he wants.

- Why didn't you tell me? - I didn't think it was important.

- Bruce is harmless. - Harmless.

And if it's harmless, why are you always spying?

This must be the secret room that Bruce talked about.

Wayne, look!

� Vivian.

Are you alive?

No.

Come on, we better get out of here.

Who is it?

Ready to confess that he killed his wife

and the others, Fletcher?

Bruce!

Confess, Fletcher. You know he killed them.

Tell me what you know about the Vivian's body being here.

Come on, talk!

I did it.

I brought the body from the crypt.

But why?

I hate you, Wayne Fletcher, for taking Donna away from me.

Would do anything to make him confess.

And I thought I would confess when find the coffin empty.

And I wanted to attract you here

to confess when he saw the body.

Did you do all that?

He is to blame. Sooner or later, admit it.

- Miserable and cowardly ... - It won't help, Donna.

Walk, go up.

On here.

Get out and fast.

Donna, you better go to your room.

And you?

I will stay here to meditate on this whole subject.

Can't I stay with you?

No, we will only walk in circles without achieving anything.

Please do as I say.

But stay here. Won't you leave?

Of course not. Now go.

- Good evening. - Good evening.

Wayne?

Wayne, I'm waiting for you.

What you want?

I want you to see everything of course, Wayne.

Come with me.

This way, Wayne.

Go up.

I'm here, Wayne, in Mr. Kincaid's old room.

Come in, Wayne.

This is the room.

Now show me how you did it.

How did I do that?

How did you kill him?

He followed me to the cemetery.

Then he escaped from the grave digger and came here. Do you remember?

Yes I remember.

Great.

Now show me how you did it.

I entered through from that open window.

He always left it open.

So I went

to the bed.

He didn't hear me.

He was sleeping.

So I took the pillow.

So that's how he killed him?

Yes.

How I killed you and Belle.

Wayne!

What are you saying?

I told Vivian how I killed them.

But Vivian is not here.

Yes, it is.

Wayne?

Here she is. Can't you hear her?

No!

I don’t hear anything.

Donna doesn't hear me, but she knows.

Finally she realizes

that you are one psychopathic killer.

It's not a pity that you can't have it

and all the money of the Kincaid family?

now that we're out of the way?

But you can't, Wayne. She will call the police.

You need to kill Donna.

Yes I'll do it.

I'll do it.

Tell the police.

Don't let her get away, Wayne.

No. Wayne, no.

Don't try to run away, Donna.

Don't scream, dear! No, no!

Keep the pillow tight, Wayne.

- Donna, are you okay? - I'll be there when I catch my breath.

Don't move, Fletcher.

Don't try anything, Wayne.

He'll kill you.

What do I do, Vivian?

What do I do?

I will take you with me.

I'm here at the window.

Hurry, Wayne. There is no time to waste.

Well, I think it's everything.

Donna, Bruce.

I had a psychic feeling of that everything could end like this.

I hope you are happy

with the ghosts of the Kincaids.

- Goodbye, Captain McCracken. - Goodbye, Julian.

I must thank you for helping us to unmask Fletcher.

That trick of yours "abracadabra" is very good.

Dear friend

the word "abracadabra" � an aneme

for the real believer in the occult.

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