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Uh, excuse me, sir. What?

Oh, I... I beg your pardon.

What have I here, dear?

Uh, "what have I here, dear?"

Come on, big brain, let's hear from you.

Excuse me, sailor.

"What have I here, dear" means...

A cigarette case.

Wrong again, professor.

I suppose you know.

We're starting this act tomorrow night.

I hope, sweet angel, it means a cigarette case.

It means a fountain pen, nitwit.

Darling, you're a liar. Thank you, professor.

Well, you gave me the wrong cue.

That's right... Put me in the wrong.

I never argue with a lady.

I'm not a lady... I'm your wife. Yep.

"What have I here, dear" means, uh...

Oh, a fountain pen.

Oh, yes.

Well, let's try again, professor.

What am I holding? Uh...

Uh-uh, that's cheating.

Well, if you don't trust me,

I should get a divorce.

"Judge, my wife didn't trust me."

One of these days, I shall have you destroyed.

Oh, that'd be nice.

So now what?

So now, what am I holding?

Uh, uh... darling,

Do you by any chance happen to remember,

The exact day when we were married?

Don't change the subject.

Well, you see, uh, what I wanted to say was,

Since next April is going to be.

One of our anniversaries, that I might go out.

And buy you a nice big Christmas tree.

What am I holding?

You're holding a box of chocolates.

Wrong. Right.

Right, Miss Know-It-All. Wrong.

Prove it with the book.

Go on, prove it.

Oh, well...

What were you saying about our anniversary?

What am I holding?

What am I holding, you darling, you?

You darling.

I say, where's Mother?

Mother!

Mother!

Dear, don't we have a porter? What for?

Remember, a fool and his money are soon parted.

Yes, and you remember...

Oh!

There they are!

Could I help?

Put it on there.

Well, Simon, I see you've got everything.

I have everything in the world, I should think.

Let's go.

Come on, you're wasting time.

Come on.

Now, madam, have you anything to declare? I have not.

No. Cigarettes?

Cigars? No.

No. Cameras?

Perfumes? No, no, no.

Open this bag, please.

Have you anything to declare, sir?

Uh, oh, no, thank you, no.

Here's a pretty thing.

What is it? Pretty thing.

That's, um, a powder compact.

Right, darling.

Will you open this suitcase, please, sir?

No cigars, cigarettes, cameras, or perfumes?

No perfumes.

Now, what have we got here?

"What have we got here?"

That's, uh... Wait a minute, wait a minute.

A bottle of whiskey. Eh? Where?

Oh, I beg your pardon, I didn't mean that.

There isn't one. You said there was.

Yes, well, you see,

You said to me, "What have we got here?"

And the answer to that is "a bottle of whiskey."

You see? Yes.

No, I'm afraid I don't.

Well, where is it? Yes, but you don't understand.

I mean, it's a... It's a gag.

Yeah, seems like it.

Open this case, will you, please?

Yes, but listen to me.

I'm the great Maximus. Yes, very likely you are.

Last week, we had a man here who said he was Napoleon,

But that doesn't alter the fact that whiskey is dutiable.

Yes, but you don't understand.

We're a music hall turn.

We're just starting on a tour.

I'm a mind reader.

Yes, that's what I have to be too,

And I'm going to find that whiskey.

If I have to search all night for it.

Put that in your mind and read it.

There you are, Max.

I told you this new act would cause trouble.

You should be like your father.

Stick to the old routines.

The proof of the pudding's in the eating.

Here, look here, my man.

We shall miss our train! Yes!

Ah, are you with this gentleman?

Well, I... Yes, he is.

Right, well, come on, open up this case.

Anything to declare? No.

No. No perfumes?

No cameras? No.

No. No cigarettes?

No cigars? No.

Oh, nothing to declare, eh? No.

Cigars! No cigars?

Well, what about this? Here, here, don't open that!

What do you think I am?

It's a trick! Yeah.

Like his disappearing whiskey, I suppose.

Aw, please, it took me two hours to pack that.

Oh, did it? Well... Aah!

Ladies and gentlemen,

It is with great pleasure.

That I present to you the greatest mindreading.

And thought stunt special act.

That has ever appeared before the public!

Dear, dear, dear, dear! Oh, now don't you worry, mother.

Everything's gonna be all right.

Max, stick to the old tricks, just as your dad did.

Remember, fools rush in where angels fear to tread.

Yes, but nothing ventured, nothing half-topsy.

Now, will you please put that table.

On the other side of the stage?

I've asked you to twice.

Put it on the blue mark, will you?

Professor. Yes?

Can you tell me what it is?

It is a lipstick, darling.

How do I look? You look lovely, my sweet.

Do you think you can remember everything?

Well, that's good, coming from you, anyway.

Max, I have to warn you, if anything should happen...

Will you please go away?

Mr. Maximus, please. Shh! Shh! Shh! Shh!

I have the pleasure of introducing to you.

The great Maximus!

I will introduce to you Mademoiselle Rene,

Who will come down amongst you.

I ask you to test.

The miraculous powers of this marvelous pair.

And to see for yourselves the most perfect example.

Of telepathetic communication.

The world has ever known!

Ladies and gentlemen, all the best tricks,

Like all the best things in life, are simple,

Though sometimes hard to explain.

I do not profess to be a superman.

The powers I possess.

Are possessed, more or less, by you all.

Mademoiselle Rene is among you.

She will ask you to pass her any small personal article.

The waves of thought emanating from her.

Will come across the footlights to me.

To put it simply,

It will be as if Mademoiselle Rene.

Were my own electric battery,

Motivating the force.

Which gives me the power to retransmit to you.

My knowledge of what is in her mind,

And, by the hidden mysteries of the powers of thought,

I will describe the object she is holding.

Any articles, ladies and gentlemen.

Any personal articles.

You, sir? What about you?

No? Really?

You, miss. Perhaps you have something.

Ah, yes, the young lady has something.

Thank you. Thank you very much.

Are you ready? Absolutely, mademoiselle.

I have a very charming thing here.

Can you tell me what it is?

It is...

A lipstick.

Got the first one right, anyway.

Oh, that's beautiful.

May I? Thank you very much.

I should like you to tell me.

What I have now.

What you have now...

Is a tiepin.

He's getting them all right.

Yes, but there's many a slip twixt the cup and the lip.

Miss, ask him to tell you what this is.

Any personal articles, ladies and gentlemen?

Anything you please.

Impressed there's one that's a bit unusual.

Oh, I'm sure you'd like the great Maximus.

To tell you what this is.

Yes.

What have I this time?

That, mademoiselle, is a watch.

A wristwatch. There you are.

"Time." Watch. See?

And now, Mademoiselle Rene.

Will repeat her performance.

For the benefit of the ladies and gentlemen.

In the dressed circle.

Here, that's all very well,

But what about this?

Thank you, ladies and gentlemen.

I suppose she knows her way.

How do I get up to the circle?

Around the front.

Ticket office, facing...

But I don't want a ticket.

I'm part of the show.

You mean you're one of the artists?

Yes, can't you see my makeup?

Artists aren't allowed in front without permission.

I've got permission, and the stage is waiting.

Well, you'll have to ask the manager.

At the ticket office.

Why can't I go through this way?

'Cause it doesn't lead to the circle.

Well, will you please tell me.

How I can get up to the circle?

Is Mademoiselle Rene up there yet?

No, she's not here! She's left us!

Where's the old girl gone to?

Hey, what have I got here?

It's a pipe!

A pipe!

What's wrong?

Go on! Go ahead, go ahead!

Just that, just that.

He calls himself a mind-reader.

What have I got here?

It's a letter.

What's it about?

From your wife.

Well, that's where you're wrong.

About your wife.

What did he say?

He said it was about your wife.

Well, he's right.

It's from a hospital.

That letter is two days old.

You'd better go to your wife.

Don't tell me she's worse.

Excuse me, will you?

This isn't the act they rehearsed.

I know what it is.

And you...

I see...

A railway journey.

I see...

I see...

Ring down!

Max, are you all right?

Max!

My God!

What's the matter?

Rene?

Re... Rene.

Oh, Max, what happened to you?

I don't know.

I don't know.

I know.

My father had it... The gift to see.

Take your seats, please, for the first dinner service.

First dinner service.

Please take your seats.

Well, it may have been real clairvoyance,

But how can you be sure?

Anyway, I think it's dangerous.

Don't worry, my sweet.

It only happened once.

It hasn't happened since.

It may never happen again.

I hope it does.

We'll make our fortunes.

These things come and go. No one knows why.

Perhaps there was someone in the theater, Max,

In sympathy with you.

Sort of, um, sort of...

You know, like you say in the act...

Sort of a battery to your wireless receiver.

That's it.

Now I'll be a clairvoyant.

This being an English railway,

The menu will be tomato soup,

Roast beef, apple tarts, seasoned biscuits, coffee...

Ha ha.

Now, Mr. Prophet,

You show your skill.

What about Blue Boy for the 2:30 tomorrow?

I'm supposed to be a clairvoyant,

Not a tipster.

Oh, not much good foreseeing the future.

If you can't double the dough.

Never count your chickens before they're hatched.

Talking of chickens, what about this one?

I've seen that girl before.

That girl?

Yes, right over...

That girl.

A journey.

Did you pull that communication cord?

This train will not get to a station.

There will be an accident.

Accident? What do you mean?

Excuse me, sir. Darling, don't worry.

This is a very serious kind of a joke, isn't it?

Oh!

If it's advertisement you're after,

You'll get all you want in the police court.

There's a penalty of £5 for this sort of thing.

I advise everybody to get off this train.

What for? I've told you once.

Excuse me, guard.

Uh, ladies and gentlemen, do take your seats, please.

Take your seats. Mother, Simon.

Now, come along, everybody.

Get aboard again, please.

You don't realize we've stopped in a tunnel.

I tell you to warn the rest of the passengers.

To get off the train.

Are you coming aboard? No, I'm not.

Very well, you'll stay here on your own responsibility.

Aye, you with the lamp.

Gather these people out of the tunnel, will you?

Why'd you let them off the train?

Now, don't argue! Look after these people!

Now, stand clear, please!

Stand clear there, please!

Here, let's get out of this.

Come on, then, before the next train comes through.

Hey, what are you doing on the track?

I just got off the train.

You mean the Manchester train?

Yes, he stopped it.

Hello, hello?

What?

Where?

How'd it happen?

There's been a smash. Oh!

Max!

I've closed the section.

Excuse me, can I use the phone? No, no.

I want to speak to my father.

Oh, use that one then.

Can you see the smash? Hello?

Hello? Is it bad?

40? Can you give me a London number?

How many of them? Peak 9000.

Yes, The Daily Sun.

Here, none of your newspaper stuff!

Here I thought you wanted to speak to your father.

I do... he's the owner of the paper.

Hello, Christine, dear.

How are you?

Uh... good heavens.

Wait a moment.

Hello, assignments, hold your front page.

You'll probably have to set it up again.

Excuse me, please.

I've never seen so many cars in all my life.

Never mind the cars.

They'll have my front door in with their knocking.

I think it's an outrage.

I should think so.

What's an outrage, Simon?

These newspapermen have spelled my name wrong.

You should be very pleased.

To have your name on the front page.

At your time of life.

What do you mean, my time of life?

If you please.

Now, old man, what are you doing here?

Must you do that?

I'm sorry, Mr. Bimeter.

Thank you, I certainly am.

And thick and fast they came at last,

And more and more and more.

Hello, Maxie.

I'll have to let them in.

Mr. Maximus is not going to see anyone.

Until after breakfast.

It isn't his front door.

And please see you don't burn his omelet.

I won't burn his omelet.

Mr. Rupert Boddy, Variety.

Mr. Sam Leopold. He's a London manager.

Mr. Joseph Leman.

Mr. Claude Simmons.

You know, Max will offend some of these people.

If he doesn't see them.

Ah!

Here's a man who really matters.

James J. Bimeter.

Bimeter? Mm.

J.R. Copeland's representative.

You can't keep him waiting.

At last. They'll break my door down!

All the big bucks in the variety business.

Are waiting for you.

Let them wait.

But J.J. Bimeter's amongst them.

I once waited five hours for Mr. Bimeter,

And then he slipped out the back door.

And now he's waiting at your front door.

I'm in no mood for business today!

Mrs. Jones, show Mr. Bimeter in.

And what have I here? Hey!

A baggage.

Don't drop me, I'm not insured.

I want to talk business, madam.

Your bath is ready. Oh, let it wait.

We'll not only go, and quickly too.

Farewell, and scrub thyself.

I want to meet Mr. Bimeter.

Oh...

Good morning.

May I present my wife?

How do you do?

I was just on my way to the bath.

Excuse me.

Good morning.

You've probably heard of me.

I'm James J. Bimeter.

The Mr. Bimeter? Quite.

Won't you come in?

My partner. How are you, sir?

My lady mother, the duchess.

How do you do? How do you do?

Won't you sit down? Thank you, thank you.

I, uh... I happened to be in Manchester,

And I received a call from Mr. Coben.

Which Mr. Coben?

The Mr. Coben.

Well, to come straight to business,

Mr. Coben was impressed by your, uh,

Shall we say, uh, performance.

In prophesying the Manchester train accident,

And he's going to give you £100 a week.

For four weeks at the London Palindrome.

How much? £100?

He didn't say 100.

He did, but it isn't enough.

What? What are you saying, Max?

Max!

You may thank Mr. Coben for the offer,

But I'm not in the market.

You mean to say you ought to get more?

I mean that the effort of true clairvoyance.

Is infinitely fatiguing.

Max, you're getting £30 a week at present.

I want 300.

Good morning. Good morning.

Ah, Mr. Sam Leopold.

Leopold can't pay more than Mr. Coben.

We'll see.

Simon, show Mr. Leopold in.

Just a moment.

I'll make it 150.

Uh, good morning.

200.

"Will you walk into my parlor?"

Said the spider to the fly.

You're not worth a penny more.

Mr. Dick Crow.

Simon, show Mr. Crow in too.

I'll make it 250. 300.

You're looney. It's money for jam.

250? 300.

It can't be done. You're sure?

Certain! We'll see.

Where are you going? To get a second opinion.

My opinion is the only one you want.

Let me tell... You tell him, not me.

Anything the matter with him?

Ah, gentlemen!

I am offered £250 a week.

Any advance on 250?

Going, going...

Swollen head.

That's what's the matter with him.

£300.

Who does he thing he is?

I've been in this business for 25...

What? You still here?

Well, did you see them?

All of them.

What did they offer... 250?

300? Don't you want your hat?

300. I don't believe it.

Will you pay it? No, I won't!

Good morning!

Now who's the 300 merchant?

There wasn't one.

I was bluffing.

I thought he'd fall for it.

Well, that's torn it.

Well, of all the... Shh!

Well, I think we may be able to fix it.

300? 300.

And expenses. And expenses.

Good morning. Good morning.

Aye, aye, what about a contract?

My word is my bond.

Well, what about a bit on account?

Oh, all right.

There you are... There's a £10 note.

Has Mr. Bimeter gone?

My darling, we're a success.

We go to the London Palindrome at 300 a week,

And you can go and buy any personal article.

With rings on your fingers and bells on your toes.

Mr. Max is a flop.

You're bound to admit it.

Why, he's keeping people out of the theater.

All this week,

He hasn't told the audience a single thing.

What Mr. Coben wants is prophecy.

Mr. Max is doing his best.

Well, Mr. Coben says his best is bad.

What Mr. Coben wants is prophecy.

Mr. Max can't turn 'em out like sausages.

Well, Mr. Coben says he's got to.

He's a clairvoyant, not a pork butcher.

Well, anyhow, Mr. Coben wants results.

Prophecies by Saturday, or you're through.

Is that what Mr. Coben said?

His very words.

What Mr. Coben wants is...

Prophecies. Prophecies.

I'll prophesy a murder in a minute.

Good morning.

Darling, I don't think we shall be at the Palindrome.

After this week.

Well... Now, don't say "I told you so."

I know when to keep quiet.

Well, I supposed we've got till Saturday.

Something may come to me.

If only my mind weren't this awful blank.

You know, the more I try to see things,

The emptier it gets.

Then, all those people out front every night,

Wanting me to tell them who's gonna win the boat race.

Or how many kittens the cat's going to have.

I know how you feel.

I think you ought to give it up.

Yes, I do.

I've been watching you.

This constant effort, it's making you ill.

Oh, I'm all right.

Sweet, can't we go back to the old act?

For £10 a week and lodgings for the night?

We were happy then.

Aren't you happy now?

I've been happier.

Well, don't you like this sort of life?

I like it if you do.

Aye, sweet, what's the matter?

Well, I... I haven't seen very much of you lately, have I?

Well, isn't that a pleasant change?

I suppose it ought to be,

But you've become a habit.

Bad habit, darling.

Well, good women always marry the wrong men.

You'd pass in a crowd.

Do you know, Max,

You don't even need me in the act anymore.

Rene!

What's worrying you?

Hello?

Miss Shaw to see me?

All right, show her up.

Christine Shaw?

Mm, nice girl, that.

Lovely head.

Oh, thank you.

Come in!

Good morning, darling.

Hello, Topsy. Good morning.

Morning, Simon. Morning.

Hello, Simple, how do you feel?

Like yesterday's beard.

You help him with a go?

I think the entire hotel did.

He says what Mr. Coben wants is prophecies.

Well, that's not unreasonable.

Max, my dear, I'm very worried about you.

This clairvoyant business.

Nearly killed your granddad.

I know, Topsy.

I adore you, but you are an old pessimist.

After all, Coben's only human.

One or two prophecies a week would keep him quiet.

Simon, I cannot switch it on to order.

I know, but don't you think.

You could help yourself out a bit?

Well, what will you have?

Performing elephants?

A bearded lady?

No, you know what I mean.

Use your imagination.

You mean, think.

Come in.

Miss Shaw is here, sir.

All right, I'm coming.

Where's my coat? Here it is.

Thank you, sweet.

Miss Shaw? Yes, Christine Shaw.

She's an early bird.

Street's not aired yet.

Wait a minute, Max.

Here you are.

I like you to look your best for your public.

Hello, how nice to see you.

What's the matter?

Do I look different or something?

No, you're just the same.

Well, how are you, anyway?

Terrible.

Too early to be anything else.

Well, you look a little worried.

What's the matter?

You don't miss much, do you?

Sit down and I'll tell you.

I wonder what she wants to see him for?

I don't know.

Something about the newspaper, I suppose.

Perhaps you're right.

Might be another boost.

You know Coben? The villain of the piece.

He and father dined together last night.

Oh, he was horrible about you.

Did he use the word "charlatan"?

Do you think I'm that?

Do you think I'd be here if I did?

Well, he may have been right.

Do us a bit of good, that would.

I do hope it's nothing serious.

So do I.

I've had enough shots for one day.

What we need is some advertising.

But your gift's the real one.

So real I'm no good to Coben.

Good morning, Miss Shaw.

Good morning.

Oh, Max, darling, you forgot your handkerchief.

Thank you.

How are you? Very well, thank you.

Just in by hand, sir.

Marked very urgent. Thank you.

What is it, Max? It's from Coben.

I know what that is.

What Bimeter said? Yes.

From Saturday? From now.

Oh, dear. There you are.

Is there any answer, sir?

What? Uh, no.

I wish you'd tell me the winner of the derby, sir.

Ortalicus.

What did you tell that page?

Page? What do you mean?

He asked you for the derby winner.

You told him something.

Aye! Page! Page!

Here, boy, boy, come here, here.

Look, what did Mr. Maximus say?

What horse? He said Ortalicus, sir.

But there ain't no such animal.

There is! I remember the name!

Here, where's the paper?

Here it is... Jenny Lynn, 3 to 1, Denny, 5 to 1,

Playful Charles, 6 to... It's not here.

It is, it is, look!

Ortalicus. 100 to 1, Ortalicus.

That's right, that's right.

Ortalicus will win the derby.

Ortalicus?

Ortalicus couldn't win the derby.

If he had ten legs and they fed him on dynamite.

Ortalicus... he's not a horse, he's a joke!

Joke or not, he'll win.

If you'll pardon me, this is my job.

I've had 20 years experience on the turf.

It's not a matter of experience, Mr. Brooks.

I know and you know it's all superstition.

All we've got to decide is whether we can afford.

To let the paper carry the story or not.

But sir, we'd be a laughingstock.

Not when Ortalicus wins.

Daddy, Maximus was right about the train.

Ortalicus can't win!

They're only running him.

In the hope he'll fall dead.

To save the expense of shooting him.

Can't we run it in question form?

"Can seer foretell derby winner?"

Then, whatever happens, we're all right.

I'm opposed to it!

It's news, and it's safe, sir.

We'd be backing a loser.

I'll take a chance.

You win, my dear.

All right, get the paper out.

Hello, everybody.

It's a brilliant scene down here at Epsom.

The Downs are crowded, as usual,

And the interest in this year's derby.

Is greater than ever because of the sensational prophecy.

Made by the great Maximus.

Uh, I think this must be a record attendance.

Certainly, the volume of traffic.

Is greater than ever before.

No doubt this is partly due to the fact.

That Mr. Maximus himself.

Is expected to be present at the race.

By the way, I had great difficulty.

In getting here myself, the traffic was so bad,

So I hope he left his London hotel in plenty of time.

This way, please.

Excuse me, Mr. Maximus.

May I introduce you to Mr. Hearn?

How do you do, Mr. Hearn?

This car, Mr. Maximus. This car?

And then we could discuss.

Your broadcast on the way to the course.

This way, madam, please.

Do you mind going down without me? No.

Mr. Maximus, if you please!

All right, get in, Simon.

Oh, thanks very much.

Aren't you excited? How do I look?

You look like the Queen of Sheba, darling.

Who is that woman?

Christine Shaw. Oh.

People are still pouring into the stands,

And there's a steady stream of cars making its way...

Oh, I've just heard.

That Mr. Maximus has managed to get here.

I must say, I think he's lucky,

Because with this traffic congestion on the road,

I'm afraid there are bound to be thousands of people.

Who'll never get to the course.

In time for this year's derby.

Come on, get a move on.

We didn't come to see a motor show.

Turn it on a bit louder, will you? Yes, sir.

Everything seems pretty well set.

For another great derby.

Perhaps we shall be in time for next year's race.

The race has started.

A really perfect collection of three-year-olds.

Here comes Jenny Lynn, yesterday's favorite.

She looks in fine condition.

And Hesperus. There's Tiger Man.

I like the look of him.

Hello, and here comes Ortalicus,

The horse tipped to win by Maximus the clairvoyant.

It seems incredible the one man.

Should have such influence.

In a moment, I'll speak to him.

Jenny Lynn's the obvious pick for today.

I'm informed that nothing can touch her,

Though Tiger Man has suddenly shown real promise recently.

Yes, yes, I learned my little piece.

On the way down.

I say, I can't figure out.

What's happened to my wife.

The last time I saw this horse run was at Newbury.

He finished strongly on the mile and a quarter.

As for Ortalicus,

Despite Mr. Maximus' assurances,

I'm afraid I can't see him finishing the course.

Still, as they say,

The derby's always a gamble.

They're going over to the start now.

I think we've just got time.

Here's Mr. Maximus.

Max is going to speak. Good old Max.

Bless his heart.

Uh, hello, everybody.

Uh, I... I can't say much.

Because they're almost ready to start.

Uh, as regards Ortalicus, well, it just came to me,

And, uh, well, that's that.

Events may prove I'm wrong,

But I think I'm right, and, uh, well, that's all.

Uh, good-bye. Thank you, Mr. Maximus.

Now, they're lining up at the starting gate.

They're under starter's orders.

They're... they're moving up.

They're moving up.

Any moment now.

They're off!

Oh, it's started.

Can't see who's winning for the moment.

They're all bunched up.

I... I can see Jenny Lynn, Playful Charles,

Tiger Man, and Hesperus in front.

Ortalicus seems to be boxed in.

He'll never make it unless he gets away from the rails.

They're coming up to the course bushes,

And now I can see them better.

It's Jenny Lynn to the lead.

She's setting a tremendous pace.

She'll never keep it up.

Playful Charles is a length behind.

Tiger Man's well placed and going strongly.

Hesperus is there.

It's a terrific race!

They're coming down to the captain's wall now.

Jenny Lynn still leading by a length.

Tiger Man's coming up.

He's passed Playful Charles.

They're on the corner now.

Jenny Lynn's still leading!

What a magnificent filly!

It's uphill now, and Tiger Man's closing the gap.

Tiger Man's now second.

There's Hesperus, right on the rails.

Oh, now look at Ortalicus!

Ortalicus is coming away on the outside!

It looks like he'll make it yet!

No, he can't do it.

Tiger Man in place!

He's still at his heels!

On you go, Tiger Man!

Tiger Man will win it!

Tiger Man, Tiger Man!

Tiger Man wins!

Max was wrong.

Here are the first three past the post.

Tiger Man, Ortalicus, Jenny Lynn.

That puts us among the also-ran.

But wait a minute.

There's an objection!

Yes, the red flag's going up!

And there goes the green flag!

Objection sustained!

Ortalicus!

Ortalicus wins the derby!

Ortalicus! Max was right!

He was right!

Thanks. Oh, what a day.

I thought we'd never get home at all.

Is Mr. Maximus back yet? Yes, madam.

He returned about 6:30.

6:30? Oh, he'll be waiting for us.

I've got a first I wouldn't sell for 1,000.

Taxi, please.

Oh, hello.

Good evening.

Did you enjoy the derby?

Oh, yes, every word of it.

Can I offer you anything? Why, thank you.

Mr. Maximus gave me a cocktail.

He's just changing.

He really ought to hurry. Oh.

Well, I'll tell him.

Oh, hello, darling.

Thank heavens you've come.

Help me with this collar, will you?

Oh, come on, sweet. Going out, dear?

Yes, I'm off to the derby banquet.

With Christine Shaw? Good Lord, no.

I'm going with her father.

It's a stag party.

I sense things have been moving today.

Yes, I guess some things.

Southwood made me the most marvelous offer.

He wants me to be newspaper prophet.

On TheDaily Sun.

I say, did you see the race?

Where were you? In the car.

He's offering the most wonderful money.

Have you accepted? Oh, my darling!

What do you think? There!

I'm starting tomorrow, you know,

Looking into the future and all that.

I like old Southwood. Yes.

You seem to like his daughter too.

Well, she's been rather a brick, you know,

And she's waiting now to take me across in her car.

That's sweet of her.

I say, darling, what's the matter with you?

Oh, nothing. Oh, now, come on, sunshine.

What... what is worrying you?

Well, I thought we might have been.

Together this evening.

Yes, I... I know, but you see,

I've... I've got to go to the banquet.

After all, it was arranged by... By Christine's father.

Yes, darling, I'd take you if I could,

But it's... It's a stag party.

And after all, now,

You must realize it from a business point of view.

Here's your jacket. Thank you, darling.

Now, don't be hurt.

After all, now just think...

Think what it's leading to... our future.

I'm wondering what it's going to be like.

Max, it's time we started.

Coming! "We"?

Darling, you're being rather silly and petulant.

Here's your coat.

Thank you, darling.

I say, you're not upset.

Because she's taking me across, are you?

Should I be?

Oh, no, now, now, darling.

Darling, now let's meet afterwards.

And have food together, just the two of us.

Do you really think you can eat.

Two meals in one evening?

Darling, you're being rather childish! Am I?

Yes! It's only because I love you rather a lot.

Max!

Well, good-bye, sweet. Oh!

Oh, here's your hat. Oh, uh, thanks.

Bye-bye.

Your grace, my lords, and gentlemen,

I pray silence for your chairman, the Lord Southwood.

Your grace, my lords, gentlemen, to the King!

The toast is to His Majesty, the King.

The King! The King! The King!

Your grace, my lords, and gentlemen, you may smoke.

No, thank you, I don't drink port.

Your grace, my lords, and gentlemen,

I pray silence for your chairman.

Your grace, my lords, and gentlemen,

I hope you'll agree with me.

That we've had a very pleasant day,

Particularly me.

Well, really... It's all right.

I've only come to fetch Father.

Isn't he speaking now?

Yes.

I expect they'll be at least an hour.

I don't mind waiting.

If the committee knew there was a lady in the club,

They would think it was the end of the world.

Shh!

He has done me the great honor.

To accept an offer I have made.

From tonight onwards, gentlemen,

He joins my newspaper as seer.

In fact, I think we may say in very truth, gentlemen,

He is the "profit" of The Sun.

You're not eating anything, darling.

I can't. Stop.

There.

Have a drop of this, dear,

To keep your strength up.

Mm. No, thank you.

I know what you're worrying about.

I suppose it's dreadfully foolish of me.

All she did was drive him to the banquet.

That's all?

I was awfully mean to him when he left.

He asked me to meet him for supper,

And I never even said yes or where or anything.

Well, why not ring him up and fix it?

I should, shouldn't I?

It'll set your mind at rest.

Absolutely.

He'll be feeling as blue about it as you are.

Go on, do it now.

No time like the present.

All right.

My lord chairman, your grace,

My lords, and gentlemen,

Pray silence for Mr. Maximus.

Bravo.

My lord chairman, your grace,

My lords, and, uh... Uh, gentlemen,

First of all, I would like to express.

My indebtedness to Lord Southwood.

And to all those who have helped me.

Looking into the future, I see trouble...

Terrible trouble for myself.

I'm sorry you all look so relieved.

If I dare to foretell the winner of another race,

I shall most certainly be assassinated by the bookmakers.

If my prophecy is wrong, then, uh,

I shall have the public themselves on my heels.

Who is it?

Oh, Mrs. Maximus.

Mrs. Maximus? I'll speak to her.

Hello, this is Christine Shaw.

Oh, it's so exciting here.

Your husband's absolutely the line of the evening.

And such a brilliant speaker.

Hello? Hello?

I've been cut off.

It will mean a greater profit.

What's the matter?

Didn't you get Max?

Christine Shawn. That's impossible.

Yes, it's a stag party!

That's what I thought.

Rene.

Here's a pretty kettle of fish.

What's she driving at? You heard!

You haven't got coal for ears.

Anything I can do?

What are you doing? I'm going.

What do you mean, going?

I'm leaving. Oh, but why, my dear, why?

Isn't it perfectly obvious?

But you don't realize what you're doing!

I can't let you go!

No, no, Mother, don't.

Where will you go? What will you do?

Mother, please! Please, Mother! Rene!

I've told you, I'm going.

Hello? What are you doing?

Riding a bicycle.

Hello?

Finding Max, you fool.

Hello?

Hello?

Give me a line, please.

Hello?

Oh, I see.

Uh, just wait a moment.

We live in a frightening...

In many ways, a very cruel world,

And if I can alleviate by even the smallest fraction.

The burden of my fellow men,

Then I shall feel that my life.

And this gift with which it is so curiously bound,

Has not been entirely wasted.

Why, hello, Christine.

I didn't know they allowed ladies in here.

They don't. Excuse me, will you?

Thank you.

Hello?

Oh, hello, Mother.

Going away?

Why is she going away?

Oh, no, no!

No, she's making a mistake.

You must talk to her.

No, no, no, no, no, no,

I... I can't come at the moment,

But you must... you must talk to her.

I'll get back as soon as I can.

Yes, yes, hurry, stop her!

St...

Max, what's the matter?

That's queer.

Hello?

Hello?

Cor, she... she rang off.

What was it?

I thought I saw...

Saw what?

My mother.

Max!

Christine!

Oh, no, it... it couldn't have been.

It couldn't.

I must go back to this banquet business.

Rene!

Rene!

Open the door!

Don't be a little fool, my dear.

Max said... Rene!

Rene!

What's the matter, madam?

Uh, silly of me.

I fell downstairs.

Shall we fetch a doctor?

No, no.

What happened?

Are you hurt?

I'm all right.

I... I just fell.

Where do you think you're going?

I'm coming back with you.

That's right, darling.

Rene, I want to talk to you about Max.

Oh.

Oh... oh, darling.

Hello?

Hello, get me Mr. Maximus, please,

If you know where he is.

Rene, Rene, I must say something to you, quickly.

No, no, not now.

I must, I must.

It's about Max.

That gift is bad.

It's no good.

He must give it up.

Yes, yes, of course.

Yes.

It's Christine Shaw!

She's what I said before.

She... she's the power.

He must give it up.

He must give her up.

Tell him, tell him.

I'll tell him.

It's bringing unhappiness to you both, darling.

Yes.

They say one sees very clearly.

In the face of...

Oh! Oh, Topsy.

Topsy, oh.

Oh, Max, you think you're so infallible.

You couldn't even see your mother's death.

I did see it.

Or almost did.

Just after she telephoned me.

But I put it away from me.

Christine was beside me.

Christine.

What your mother said was true.

It's Christine's presence.

That gives you the power to see.

Why, you have no gift at all.

When she's not with you.

I feel she's very close tonight.

Max.

But it's as if there was a bond between us,

A queer sort of sympathy.

It's stronger than I am.

Is it stronger than your love for me?

Oh, please God, I hope not.

Oh, Max.

This thing is becoming a mania with you.

You've got to break this bond,

Not for my sake but for the sake of your sanity.

I can't break it.

It's going on. I know it.

Weakness isn't going to help.

Oh, Max, I'm fighting a battle for your mind,

And I've got to win it!

We've got to go back to the old life.

Rene, don't you realize what's happening to me?

I can't go back.

If you'll only use your strength of will.

What strength of will?

Against... Against... What?

I love you.

More than anything else in the world,

But if you go on with this,

Then I will leave you.

But it may be a gift from God.

Or the devil.

It's getting late.

You two ought to be going back.

Yes.

Come on.

Do you mind if I stay here a bit?

I'd like to do some thinking.

So long as you think along my line.

Don't worry.

Don't be too long.

I won't.

Aye, taxi!

Max, I meant what I said, you know.

You always do.

You will give it up?

I never argue with a lady.

Don't catch cold, dear.

I won't.

Sorry.

Did I hurt your arm?

That's all right.

Have these.

Thanks.

Here.

That's the first whole cigarette

I've smoked for a week.

But I know your face.

I've seen it in the papers.

Why, of course!

You're Maximus!

Yes.

I wish my future were as happy as yours.

Down on your luck?

Yes, that's a mild way of putting it.

How'd it happen?

Oh, a bad break, I suppose.

I had a chance.

At what seemed a good job offered me,

In the Humber shaft,

Under the river, you know,

Only it meant going up the hole,

And I had to choose.

Between my wife and the job.

And you chose your wife?

I chose the job.

Nothing seems to have gone right since.

Thanks for telling me that.

What do you mean?

I've been faced with much the same problem myself.

The choice between your wife or your job?

Yes, and thanks to you, I've chosen my wife.

But you're wrong... 100% wrong!

You, Maximus, why you've got no choice!

I don't follow you.

Then let me tell you something!

You've got a far greater gift than any of us!

You can build a new world.

By using the gift as it should be used,

By seeing all the terrible things before they happen.

And stopping them whilst there's time!

That's your job!

It's more than your job.

It's your duty!

No, it's too late!

What you said first decided me!

I'm putting this gift out of my life forever!

Hello?

This is the Humber shaft.

Daily Sun? Is that Mr. Carther?

Yes, Carther speaking.

Mr. Carther? Dixon here.

Yes, we're right in the bowels of the earth.

Yes, under the river.

Can you hear the drills?

It's deafening here.

What are you talking about?

Well, that's a train passing now.

It's going up to the surface.

This will deafen him.

Hey, I heard a whistle.

They're going to expose the charges.

Are we all right here?

Yeah, just keep well back.

Ready?

Clear!

Now!

Now tell me you didn't hear that one, Carther.

Now, look here, Carther, what about this column?

Yes, I've got the stuff.

You can run it in the first edition.

I'm not sure.

This derby prophecy is going to take up a lot of space.

I'll find out and ring you back.

Okay. Good-bye.

Hanging up.

I tell you, I'm definite.

I'm not going on with it. Yes, but listen.

If you don't mind, I'd rather not discuss it.

I'm grateful to deserve the offer you've made me,

But I'm definitely not accepting.

But Max.

Now, Christine, don't you try to persuade me.

Why the sudden change in your point of view?

I have my reasons.

Well, of course, if you feel like that...

What is it, Carther?

Oh, excuse me, sir, it's Dixon.

We've kept that column open for him,

And I've got him hanging on the phone now,

From the Humber shaft.

Oh, yes, do you want me to run.

That Humber shaft story, sir?

Humber shaft. What do you think?

The Humber shaft... That's queer.

A man was talking to me about the Humber shaft.

Max!

The Humber shaft... there's going to be a disaster!

The waters sweeping in will carry the men away!

I tell you, I'm right!

You've got to warn them! What do you mean?

Did I say I wouldn't go on?

I must go on!

Here's your first prophecy!

The Humber shaft will be destroyed!

Splash it across your front page!

Give it all the space you can! You're crazy!

Save the poor devils while there's time!

What do you think I am?

I'd run myself in.

For the biggest libel action of the century!

I was right about the train, wasn't I?

But there are millions of pounds involved!

And there are hundreds of lives involved!

He's right, Father, you've got to run it!

I will not! Then I'll go elsewhere!

No other paper will run it either.

You mean, no one will warn the men?

Go down Fleet Street and see.

I'm not going down Fleet Street!

I'm going out to the Humber, now!

Max. Yeah?

My car's outside.

Can I take you? Yes, come on.

Yes, he's here.

Arrived about an hour ago.

Crazy isn't the word for it.

He's been telling the manager.

That the tunnel's gonna blow up or something.

Yeah, the news spread through the workers.

And the men came streaming up like flies.

Yes, he's talking to them now.

I tell you, if you go down today,

Half of you will never come up alive!

You've got to believe me!

Do you think I came all this way just to fool you?

There's going to be a disaster!

Nothing can prevent it!

Don't you take any notice of him!

The man's crazy!

You want to be caught like so many rats?

The Daily Sun wouldn't publish my warnings!

Your own managers refuse to listen to me!

They said I was talking superstitious nonsense,

But it isn't nonsense!

Was I right about The Manchester Express?

Was I wrong about the derby?

Can any one of you look me in the eyes.

And tell me I'm wrong now?

You're mad!

Get back to your work, all of you!

I came up here to warn you,

To save you from the terror which I know is coming!

I implore you, I beseech you,

For the sake of your wives, your mothers and your sons,

Don't go on the night shift!

Enough, all of you!

Have you all gone mad?

Where are you going?

Are you going to throw yourselves out of work.

For the sake of a nasty trickster?

Hey, out of work!

That's what I said!

There's the signal for the night shift.

The train is waiting to take you down.

Get to your work, all of you!

The man who refuses is through!

Through, and you can take it or leave it!

Well, are you going down? They'll go down.

Well, what are you waiting for?

The shaft's perfectly safe...

Safe as your own houses!

Get back to work, every one of you!

The train is waiting to take you down.

Yes, they're going down again.

Yeah, I'll ring through later.

Max.

Those poor devils.

You're not to blame, whatever happens.

Why couldn't I convince them?

No, Rene was right.

I shouldn't have gone on with it.

She wasn't right.

You've got something that belongs to the world.

You've got to go on.

You believe that?

I know it.

Perhaps it's women's intuition,

Or perhaps it's just because I love you.

Why do you look like that?

Because you love me?

Is that wrong?

I don't know.

Max, I love you.

I'm sorry.

Oh, I'm sorry.

Well, are you satisfied now?

No, it's on your own head, MacGregor!

Well, they seem to be getting on with it.

Come on, come on, come on.

Some of them aren't so happy.

I'll be glad when this shift's over.

Aw, snap out of it!

You're safe enough.

Try that one.

You sure you're all right?

I'm all right.

Are you ready?

No! No, wait!

Humber shaft arrest!

Humber shaft arrest!

Humber shaft arrest!

It wouldn't have happened.

If he hadn't put the wind up them!

Murderer... That's what he is!

He ought to be hanged! Lynched!

Are you gonna stand here and do nothing?

No! No! No!

Well, you're going to show Maximus.

He can't murder our people and get away with it!

Get back!

Get back!

This terrible tragedy in the Humber shaft.

Was brought about by panic...

Panic which is directly traceable.

To the so-called prophecy of the prisoner at the bar.

The very nature of the prisoner's activities.

Made it vital.

That he should keep his name before the public!

He chose a very terrible means of achieving that objective.

200 bodies have been recovered.

110 are still lying in that shaft, your honor.

The deaths of these men must be laid at the door.

Of one man only... The prisoner!

I call my first witness, Miss Christine Shaw.

Miss Christine Shaw! Miss Christine Shaw!

I swear by Almighty God.

That the evidence which I give this court.

To be the truth, the whole truth,

And nothing but the truth.

You are Miss Christine Shaw?

Yes.

You are attending here on subpoena?

Yes.

I understand that you were present.

When the prisoner foresaw the disaster.

I was with him in the cab when a state came on him.

Well, if you'd like to call it that.

The prisoner just lost his post on The Daily Sun.

He just resigned it.

Well, I suppose we might put it that way.

He had resigned it! Quiet, quiet.

We really needn't quarrel about a word.

At any rate, at this juncture,

The prisoner was out of employment.

Yes.

And so he promptly made a prophecy.

Which was bound to attract public attention.

That's not why he made it.

You don't think it was?

You drove the prisoner up to the Humber?

Yes.

You were there when he told the workers.

There would be a disaster?

Yes. The workers were alarmed?

I might almost say they were in a state of panic?

What's that got to do with it?

Were they alarmed?

Of course they were alarmed.

His prophecies come true.

Exactly.

Then, do you not think, from what you saw,

That the workers' alarm was calculated.

To bring about a state of tension.

Hardly conducive to safety?

I don't understand.

Come, come, Miss Shaw.

You're trying to force me to speak against him!

I am asking you if you don't believe.

That the accident was due to the prisoner's prophecy.

I wasn't in the shaft.

How am I to know?

Answer the question, Miss Shaw.

I can't answer it.

You're here to give evidence.

I didn't want to come! Why not?

Was it because you thought your evidence.

Would hurt the prisoner's case?

I didn't think about it at all.

Oh, well, perhaps you'll be good enough.

To think now.

You were present, I understand,

When the accused.

Prophesied The Manchester Express disaster.

Yes.

Are you aware that had the prisoner.

Not stopped the train,

It would have cleared the points.

And the collision would have been avoided?

Miss Shaw?

I didn't know that.

Well, I tell it to you now as a fact.

Do you still believe.

The prisoner is a genuine clairvoyant?

He foretold the derby winner.

He's not the first person.

To bring off a 100-to-1 chance.

How do you know this wasn't merely a lucky coincidence?

Why do you ask me that?

How can any of us know what is the truth?

Then you agree with me.

You are not sure that the gift is genuine.

That's not what I said! Thank you.

But... Thank you, Miss Shaw, that is all.

I have no questions to ask this witness.

Call Arthur Watts! Arthur Watts!

Arthur Watts!

I let him down.

I let him down.

They told me you were going to leave him.

I haven't left him.

You love him, don't you?

Yes.

I wanted to take him away from you.

Do you still want to?

He doesn't care for me.

But you care for him, and you can help him.

I hate to say this to you,

But I've got to make you understand.

You see, the gift only comes when you're near him.

It's got to stop.

It's got to.

You mustn't see him again.

You are telling us that it was panic.

Caused the disaster?

Yes, panic.

And that but for this man's prophecy,

Your fellow workers.

Would have been alive today?

As God is my judge, I believe they would.

I do love him so.

Yes, we both love him,

But it's his happiness I'm thinking of.

If this thing goes on, I believe he'll go mad.

Oh, don't you understand?

It's up to you.

I'll never see him again.

Promise?

Never, after today.

And that, members of the jury,

Concludes the case for the prosecution.

Members of the jury, my client's elusive fame...

Many times throughout history,

Men have stood much as my client stands now,

Feared by mankind for no greater sin.

Than the possession of a gift.

Which the world has failed to understand.

Knowing the strength of my case,

I propose to call two witnesses only...

My client himself and his wife Rene.

I call Mrs. Maximus.

Mrs. Maximus, please.

Of course I believe in my husband's power.

I didn't want him to use it,

But he felt if he did use it,

He could help people.

Did you believe it was genuine?

It is genuine.

I only wish it weren't.

I see.

And has it always been genuine?

Yes, always.

So that right back in those old days,

When the great Maximus and yourself were.

A somewhat indifferent music hall turn,

Earning a somewhat indifferent salary,

Even then you believed that your husband.

Was a genuine clairvoyant?

Oh, no, not then.

He was not genuine?

Well, you see, I mean...

Was he or was he not?

That's not a fair question.

It is a perfectly fair question.

Answer me directly.

Was your husband a charlatan or not?

Our act was a professional routine.

A fake routine?

Well, yes, of course it was.

It had to be, don't you see?

You have admitted.

That your husband was a professional trickster.

Thank you.

Oh, no, but the... The gift, that's different.

The one was fake, the other was not.

I don't wish to detain you any further.

But I must explain!

This way, if you please.

Silence in court!

Silence in court!

This way, miss, please. Mr. Maximus, please.

Mr. Maximus.

I swear by almighty God.

That the evidence which I give this court.

Should be the truth, the whole truth,

And nothing but the truth.

Mr. Maximus, I have only a few questions.

Why did you foretell the Humber shaft disaster?

Because I foresaw it.

You must tell what you see?

I must tell what I see.

You believe you could have saved these men's lives?

I could have saved them.

You were not prompted by any thought of gain?

I was not.

Tell the court.

Is this gift genuine or is it not?

It is genuine, God help me.

Thank you, that is all.

I find your statement most interesting,

Mr. Maximus.

So you really believe.

In this clairvoyant business yourself?

Of course I believe in it.

Quite, it's a gift, isn't it?

I think that's what you call it.

You have the effrontery to assert.

That you can foretell the future.

You claim omnipotence.

You have a gift from God Himself.

I never said that.

Well, then perhaps it's from the other source.

Is that it?

Perhaps you'll tell us it's a gift from the devil.

Somebody else once suggested that.

If this gift is genuine,

Why not demonstrate it here?

It's simple enough.

Give us a taste of your quality, Maximus.

Prove that you are genuine,

And my case falls to the ground.

Prophesy, Maximus.

Put on your act.

Demonstrate your art.

Tell the jury what will be their verdict.

Prophesy, Maximus, prophesy, prophesy.

But I can't... I can't to order.

But you can for money.

But I... I can't see.

Of course you can't, and I'll tell you why.

Because you're a charlatan and a faker!

If you're not,

Why did your wife threaten to leave you?

Why did your wife threaten to leave you?

I see a man.

Ah, that's better!

Now, members of the jury, watch him perform.

110 living men.

They're tapping their way out.

By the eastern shaft.

The eastern shaft.

They're weak, they're famished,

But they're alive!

They're tapping their way out.

They're at the surface!

Soon, news will come!

News, soon!

They're alive! They're alive!

They're alive! Alive? Oh!

What's all this? It's true, I tell you!

They got them all out!

They're alive!

Silence in court!

Silence in court!

I am given to understand.

That what you have just told us is the truth.

These men are free and alive.

In these circumstances, I have no option.

But to suggest to the foreman of the jury that...

If, uh, you'll excuse me, my lord,

We, the jury, are agreed.

Our verdict is not guilty.

Come on, step up!

Draw in closer and be entertained.

By the greatest clairvoyant and mind-reader

America has ever seen!

Why, he's only a taste.

Of what you're gonna see inside, folks,

And all for a dime, ten cents, the tenth part of a dollar!

Come on, put him to the test!

Call him anything you like, but remember, it's $50.

To the one that can say how he does it!

$50!

Come on, mister, what's $50 to you.

If you can tell us how he does it?

It'd be a shame to take the money.

Ah, you don't know what you're missing, mister. Okay.

Come on, let's go get a hot dog.

Thanks very much!

What am I holding?

A fountain pen.

Step up, ladies and gentlemen, step up!

It's all free!

See for yourself the greatest...