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ANNOUNCER: Starring tonight,

Barbara Rush,

Ross Martin,

Henry Darrow,

Rene Auberjonois,

and Marty Allen,

To the shoppers,

the hunters,

the sifters,

and the winnowers,

to those of you who comprise

that vast fraternity

of picture watchers,

we offer you

this salon of the special

and the supernatural,

Painting number one,

It has to do with death,

Usually, the last chapter

in every man's book of life,

The ashes and the dust,

the tomb and the engraving

on the stone,

Death the finale,

But our first painting

offers up a tale

with the final curtain

not quite the final curtain,

There's an epilogue,

We offer you now

a little item called

Cool Air,

Tonight's first painting

in the Night Gallery,

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( footsteps )

AGATHA: Once a year

I visit his grave,

a ritual born of habit,

And, I suppose,

some fleeting little ghost

of obligation,

Fleeting, for it was over

50 years ago

that I knew him,

And there are times

when I find it difficult

to remember his face

or the sound of his voice,

And the circumstances

are indistinct

around the edges,

like an aging photograph,

clouding and yellowing

over the years,

But I remember the cool air,

I remember it

with a special horror,

an icy draft

that still whistles

across half a century,

like a mournful dirge,

a fitting kind of music

to this man,

( music playing )

Yes?

Is there a Professor Munos here?

Who's asking?

Howard, Agatha Howard,

He's expecting you?

Well, well, no,

No, not exactly,

Well, not exactly isn't good

enough for me sister,

The doctor don't

like visitors,

Oh, no, I--I'm sure

he'd want to see me,

He and my father

were acquaintances,

Just tell him

Professor Howard

from the Massachusetts

Institute of Technology,

The Massachusetts

Institute of Technology?

Tell him yourself, sister,

I get enough getting

myself upstairs

without dragging

the Massachusetts Institute

of Technology with me,

This way,

Ugh,

Oh, I don't know why

I have to climb the stairs

all day long in this heat,

Up and down,

Up and down,

It's all right,

Ugh,

Smell that?

Yes,

Ammonia,

I never could

understand foreigners,

And this one I can

understand the least,

He's got

a refrigeration machine

and it uses ammonia,

Well, the darn thing

leaks half the time

and that machine

keeps the whole house awake,

If he wasn't paying

me so much rent

and paying it as promptly

as he does,

well, he wouldn't be occupying

three of my rooms,

Could you knock?

Don't be so impatient, sister,

I have a feeling

you'll be wanting to leave soon,

What do you mean?

You'll see,

Cold as a grave,

like a tomb,

JUAN: Yes?

You have a visitor, doctor,

Says you know her father,

Yes?

I'm Professor Walter Howard's

daughter, doctor,

From MIT,

Please come in,

Thank you very much,

Mrs, Gibbons,

House rules, doctor,

When a young lady

comes visiting,

the door stays open,

Applicable when it is young men

that the young ladies

are visiting, thank you,

Huh,

It's delightfully cool

in here, doctor,

Well, I keep

a refrigerating machine on

most of the time,

Please sit down, Ms, Howard,

Thank you,

I have heard

that your father,,,

Yes, last summer,

It was a sudden heart attack,

I'm deeply sorry,

He was an exceptionally

astute man,

We'd had much

correspondence together,

Yes, I'm aware of that,

Well, as a matter fact,

a few weeks ago

I was sorting out

some of his papers,

Several universities

have requested

that I donate them,

Well, anyway,

I was trying to isolate

some of the personal things,

And that's when I came

across your letters,

The last one was dated

about a year ago,

Oh, just about the time

I first arrived from Spain,

Well, I didn't know

whether or not

you'd heard about his death,

So I took the liberty

of calling,

So you,,,

You read all the

correspondence between us?

Yes, Yes, I found

them fascinating,

You and my father

shared something in common,

You both refuse to accept

the finality of death,

Your father was doing

cellular research, Ms, Howard,

The rejuvenation of organs,

I'm afraid my own approach

took the research

a step further,

perhaps into the mystic,

Yes, so you said

in your letters something about

the human will

staving off death,

Coming from such

a warm climate, doctor,

it's odd how you

prefer the cold,

Did I say I preferred it?

Well, it would seem

that you do,

The temperature in here

must be--ooh,

JUAN: Let us say then

that I prefer it

to death, Ms, Howard,

My--my illness

was of a rare form,

It left me very vulnerable,

I can't survive temperatures

over 55 degrees, Ms, Howard,

It's as simple as that,

I know how uncomfortable

you must feel,

But I do thank you

for coming,

Well, I hope

that I'll have a chance

to talk to you again,

Perhaps we could

have dinner together,

That would be very enjoyable

for me, Ms, Howard,

But unfortunately,

I don't leave my rooms here,

Ever?

JUAN: Ever,

I'm afraid I'm imprisoned,

The most comfortable

penitentiary with my books,

my paintings, my research,

but a solitary

confinement at best,

Well then you will have

to invite me for dinner here,

Here?

That would be a great

pleasure for me,

Well, perhaps I should ask,

Are you married?

Well, I'm a widower,

Ms, Howard,

My wife, she died a year

after I was taken ill,

She was lovely,

Yes, she was indeed,

She,,,

Please,

Please call on me again

whenever you are free,

Ms, Howard,

I would very much

like to see you,

And when you come,

I'll supply a coat

and gloves for you

for the duration

of your visit here,

I'll bring my own,

I look forward to it,

Until next time, doctor,

Thank you,

And forgive me, Ms, Howard,

but like the room, my touch

is uncomfortably cold,

But I'm sure, doctor,

like the man,

I will find it warm,

( music playing )

You are very dear,

Ms, Howard,

AGATHA: Lips and touch,

both cold beyond description,

and yet the man was warm,

sensitive, and I found myself

instinctively liking him,

and somehow moved by him,

moved by his loneliness,

his isolation,

And I carried with me

an impression of a man,

full of all

the fiery passion peculiar

to vibrant men,

but enclosed by walls of ice,

I know how fragile is life

and how temporal,

but in the case of Dr, Munos,

it seemed to be measured

in the piston strokes

of a small engine,

And those walls of ice,

did they imprison him,

or did they protect him

from death waiting

impatiently outside?

JUAN: And now, El Greco,

He was the mystic

of the Spanish painters,

but his people bore

no relationship to reality,

On the other hand,

Velasquez, a court painter

to Philip IV

was much more

rooted to reality,

Why, just look at his painting

of the Infantas,

but towering over

both of them, Agatha,

must be Goya,

Goya, to me,

is El Corazon de Espana,

the heart of Spain,

but even more than that,

brush and palette of men,

You look for example

at the May 3rd execution, 1808,

This was all the horror

of war put on canvas,

The brutality,

the slaughter,

the damnation,

AGATHA: I went there frequently

after our first meeting,

And I could sit by the hour

listening to him,

He talked of art,

of sculpture,

of Spanish history,

it was as if all the richness

of his knowledge,

all the passion of man

had been stored up

and by my presence,

I had released it,

It came out in a torrent,

and I found myself

getting more and more

accustomed to the cold,

So, as is so often the case,

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Necessity becomes

the mother of invention,

And survival, you might say,

the father of desperation,

We cling to life, don't we?

And why not?

The alternative?

The life after?

How can we be sure?

What about reincarnation?

Holds charm does it

to come back as a donkey

or a rooster or a duck?

No, Agatha,

this is the life that counts,

It's the only one

that has substance,

It's the only one

we can be sure of,

And that is why we clutch

at it so jealously

and so selfishly,

because we know it to be brief

and very precarious,

My wife,

she believed as I did,

But you could force

to hold death,

defeated by strength of will,

She must have had

an infinite faith,

Oh,

Not quite infinite,

I'm afraid,

She committed suicide

the year after--

well, the year after

my illness,

Which perhaps isn't

as inconsistent as it sounds,

her faith in men had to do

with her ability to survive,

and her own free will

to reject or accept

that as she saw fit,

And there have been

times recently, when,,,

when I have found

myself wondering,

AGATHA: It was a week later,

A week smothered

in an insufferable heat,

I'd come into town unexpectedly,

and I brought Dr, Munos

a little gift,

Juan? Juan, I've brought

a surprise for you,

You mentioned

not being able to get

real Spanish olive oil,

JUAN: Forgive me, Agatha,

I'm not--

I'm not feeling well

this evening,

Oh, wait, is there anything

I can do?

Juan, do you need anything?

Juan, I'm staying

at the Hotel Astor,

Call me if you need me,

Did you see him?

No,

No, he wasn't feeling well,

When did you see him, last?

Last week, why?

Well, um, yesterday afternoon,

there was a repairman up there,

Uh, his machine

was on the blink again,

Well, that repairman

came down the stairs

four at a time

and nearly took the door

with him when he went,

I don't understand,

He was scared,

I've never seen any man

that scared in all my life,

Of what?

That's what I'd like to know

but it had something to do

with the doctor,

I'm sure you're exaggerating

this, Mrs, Gibbons,

Oh, am I?

Well, try telling that

to the repairman,

( thunder roars )

Well, it seems like

we're going to have a storm,

Well, maybe, it'll break

this terrible heat spell,

( music playing )

AGATHA: And what a storm,

That part of the nightmare,

I shall never forget,

For the thunder seemed like

some massive earthquake,

I was in my hotel room

and another sound intruded,

a new note

to the orchestrated terror

of that night,

- Yes?

- JUAN: Agatha,

Please, please

come immediately,

Juan?

What--what is it Juan?

JUAN: I need you, please,

You must hurry,

Juan?

Juan?

( knocks on door )

Who is it?

AGATHA: Agatha Howard,

Please, Please let me in,

Thank God, you've come,

He's been pounding

on that fool machine

- half the night,

- Can't you turn the lights on?

No, Gustavo

shut off the electricity,

See?

Between that

and the Federates,

no wonder the whole

isn't awake,

( music playing )

Juan?

JUAN: Agatha,

The piston on the pump

is stuck,

Find me a mechanic,

I must get it

started again,

Juan, let me in first,

I must talk to you,

What's happening?

I told you,

the machine has stopped,

The temperature is rising,

No,

You mustn't touch me,

You mustn't even look at me,

Agatha, please,

find me a mechanic,

I've been phoning

half the night,

No one will come up

at this hour,

Oh, but surely, Juan,

in the morning,

In the morning

it'll be too late,

Now, do you understand?

That engine

must be fixed tonight,

I'll do what I can,

( music playing )

Wait, Why is he hammering

like that?

What's the matter with him?

Where can I find a mechanic?

At 3:00 in the morning?

Is there anyone

in the building?

Well, there's Charlie

Crowley down here

on the first floor,

He works in a garage,

but he won't take kindly

if you wake him,

He,,,

( music playing )

Mr, Crowley?

Mr, Crowley?

CHARLES: I mean, why not,

Does--why not

the lights work?

Where's that flashlight?

WOMAN: In the drawer,

CHARLES: All right,

Um, what is it?

Um, Mr, Crowley,

it's Dr, Munos,

just above you,

He needs help,

Help? What kind of help?

He has a gasoline engine,

a refrigeration machine

and it stopped,

Well, what am I supposed

to do about it?

Please, please,

just take a look at it,

He must get it started again,

Lady, I don't know

whether you know it or not,

but it must be near dawn,

and I got to get up

- at 7: 00 as it is,

- Oh, please,

WOMAN: Who is it, Charlie?

Oh, it's some friend

to Dr, Munos,

WOMAN: Tell him to make him

stop that racket,

Please, please,

just take a look at it,

All right, lady,

All right,

Wait, till I get some tools,

Wait a minute,

Everybody wants something

at this hour of the morning,

You go ahead,

Where is Dr, Munos,

I don't know what time it is,

and I gotta get up,,,

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JUAN: It's open,

What smells?

JUAN: It's incense,

It's over there,

Agatha, please,

I think it best

that you leave immediately,

I can't do anything,

That pump arm is shot,

Well, can you get one?

Not at this hour,

You just have to make do

until the supply house opens,

Ice, can you get me ice?

Mister, the only thing

I'm gonna get now

is some sleep,

JUAN: Agatha, please,

I must have ice,

A lot of it,

Then in the morning,

I can have

the machine repaired,

I'll see to it,

Juan, right away,

( music playing )

That's the last of it, doc,

Want me to bring it

in there?

JUAN: No,

Just leave,

I'll get it myself,

Where do you want the bill?

JUAN: Put it on the table,

Excuse me, miss,

Are you related to him?

Well, I was just wondering,

He's locked himself up

in that bathroom

with like 300 pounds

of ice in there

and I was just wondering

what the deal was,

I mean, what's a guy use

that much ice for?

I'm afraid I wouldn't know,

Juan? Juan?

Are you all right?

JUAN: I'm afraid the ice isn't

working anymore,

It's getting warmer,

the tissues can't last,

Juan, Juan, I just spoke

to the supply house,

They have to send down

to the battery

for a new pump arm

but the man assured me

they could have it here

within an hour and a half,

JUAN: Were it no more

than 15 minutes,

it would still

come too late,

Well, Juan, please, please,

let me fetch a doctor,

JUAN:

Agatha, I am a doctor,

Physician heal thyself,

isn't that the phrase?

Juan, please,

oh, please, please,

Juan, come out,

Oh, Juan, I must see you,

JUAN: Must see me?

I think that very unwise,

I've changed

considerably in the past

few hours,

You remember what I was

telling you

about the will

and the nerves?

How we could delay death

even after

the organs cease to work?

It was an interesting theory

but unfortunately only a theory,

You see, dear Agatha,

they can't keep up

indefinitely,

There is a gradual deterioration

of the organs,

However you preserve

the outer shell,

the organs, they simply don't

work again,

The best I could hope for

was a kind of artificial

preservation,

Juan?

Juan! Juan, please,

JUAN: Let me finish,

I mentioned my wife's suicide,

Do you understand now

why life became

so unbearable for her?

No, no, Juan,

I don't understand,

I only know

that I must help you,

Juan, you're not going to die,

And I won't let you,

JUAN: You don't understand,

dear Agatha,

My wife committed suicide

because she couldn't stand

living with a corpse,

You see, my darling,

I died that time

10,,,

years,,,

ago,

Juan! Juan, Juan, please!

Juan!

( screams )

( music playing )

AGATHA: Yes, each year,

I visit his grave

and I wonder

if I'm mourning

something that was

or something

that might have been,

but I won't ponder

the question,

"What might have been?"

Embraces elements of horror

that could drive me insane,

and as always, I find

any icy draft

of wind unbearable,

It conjures up images,

memories,

remembrances of the nightmare,

It's a funeral dirge

that sings of death

and so I leave,

We branched out a bit

this evening

and moved a few feet away

from the usual,

And get into the area

of photography,

Now, this painting here

had best be viewed

in a dark room

because it conjures up

the ghostly,

the ghastly,

and the ghoulish,

It tells the story

about a very remarkable device

that offers up a vision

as things are

and a hellish vision

of what they were

and shall be,

Our painting is called

"Camera Obscura,"

( music playing )

( honking )

Yes?

William Sharsted,

Mr, Gingold,

I rang you up last week,

If you'll recall,

told you I'd be here today,

Oh, yes, Mr, Sharsted,

of course I recall,

Do come in, won't you?

Thank you very much,

Well, well, well, well,

you set me to have some lovely

things here, Mr, Gingold,

Thank you,

Mr, Sharsted, Yes,

Over there on the wall,

that's a constable reproduction,

is it not?

An original, Mr, Sharsted,

Yes, one of his early works,

An original?

Well, now,

Well, well, well now,

That would fetch

a pretty penny,

Oh, it might perhaps

if I were to sell it,

but I have no plans

to do so,

Would you follow me, please?

- Ah, German,

- 16th century,

My sitting room

is right upstairs,

if you would please,

Mr, Sharsted,

I didn't come here to sit,

Mr, Gingold,

I came to collect,

It's a 300 Pound loan

at 13% payment due

in full on August the 13th,

That would be Monday,

Mr, Gingold,

- Monday next,

- Yes,

I've not heard from you,

Why not a glass of wine,

Mr, Sharsted?

My sitting room

is right up here,,,

Mr, Gingold, Mr, Gingold,

I'm not here to, uh,,,

Right this way,

Ah, here we are,

Oh,

Excuse me,

Aha, a Corot,

- Yes,

- Well now,

Well, well, well now,

You certainly are quite

a collector, Mr, Gingold,

Thank you,

Never heard any

of these appraised,

Well, I've never felt

the need, Mr, Sharsted,

You see, I collect things

for their beauty,

not for their value,

Will sherry do?

Please,

About your loan,

Mr, Gingold,

Monday is three days off,

I presume

you are prepared to repay,

Well, I am prepared

to discuss it

in good time,

Oh, there is one thing

I would very much like

to show you,

Are you familiar with this?

WILLIAM: Some sort

of Victorian toy,

Oh, it's hardly a toy,

Mr, Sharsted,

It's a camera obscura,

Fascinating, I'm sure,

However, I'm not a photography

buff, Mr, Gingold,

No?

No,

What are you, Mr, Sharsted?

What am I?

Well, I'm a businessman,

Mr, Gingold,

A money lender,

I'm not ashamed

of that fact,

MR, GINGOLD:

Nor should you be,

I was merely identifying

your occupation,

not judging it,

Oh, let me explain

the camera obscura to you,

You know, very few

of my acquaintances

have had the privilege of seeing

what you are about to see,

To begin with, these controls

are coupled with a series

of prisms

and lenses on the roof,

The hidden camera,

as the Victorian scientists

so aptly called it,

gathers a panoramic view

of the town below

and then by means

of the same prisms

and lenses transmit them down

to this viewing table here,

provide the most solving study

of one's fellow men,

Let me show you,

( music playing )

Oh, that's incredible,

Truly incredible,

Yes,

Distance sweetens,

does it not?

Hmm? How do you mean?

There is a softening effect

on anything

when viewed from a cloud,

However, on closer look,

Yes, the residence

of Norton Flate,

You recognize it?

I recognize it,

What's that got

to do with me?

Oh, you must know

the answer to that,

I believe you're responsible

for destroying Mr, Flate,

Destroying him?

That's a bit melodramatic,

Mr, Gingold,

I happen to own

the mortgage

on that ratty little

building it is

and since he's unwilling

to keep up

the payments

on his mortgage,,,

MR, GINGOLD:

Unwilling or unable?

The distinction eludes me,

Mr, Gingold,

Unwilling or unable,

he has the most cavalier way

of borrowing money

and then not paying it back,

And you say I have

the most cavalier way

of charging

usurious interest,

which in the case

of a man of Mr, Flate's

advanced years makes it almost

impossible for him to pay,

I charge the legal rate,

Mr, Gingold,

The legal rate, yes,

but what is legal

is not or is just,

I would suggest,

Mr, Gingold,

that you preoccupy yourself

with your own

financial difficulties,

I'm repossessing

old man Flate's building

since he can't meet

his obligations

and must suffer

the consequences,

The significance of this

should not be lost to you,

Now, there are

a number of objects,

dart, in the other room

that I could force you

to relinquish

in lieu of payment

of your loan,

You have that right

of course,

but in the case of Mr, Flate,

The case of Mr, Flate

is no different than any other

dishonored debt,

Is it not, Mr, Sharsted?

The man is 76 years old

and you are stripping

him of everything he owns

in the entire world,

That may be business,

Mr, Sharsted,

but it is a far cry

from humanity,

Humanity, Mr, Gingold,

applies to funeral eulogies

and valentine cards,

not business,

Now, may I suggest

that you stop this

oh, so subtle tugging

at my heartstrings

and let's get down

to your case,

Three hundred pounds

payable in due on Monday,

Now, this altogether

fundamental question,

Are you prepared to pay me

or do I put some kind

of distraint

on some of these charming pieces

to pay off your loan?

Before you go,

Mr, Sharsted,,,

I'm not going, Mr, Gingold,

Not until you tell me

what I am to expect from you,

Another glass of sherry,

perhaps a tour of the house,

and examination

of the paintings,

That much you can

expect of me,

if it pleases you,

It neither pleases me

nor interests me,

I'll be here on Monday

and I'll have

the proper legal papers

to take what I want,

One moment, Mr, Sharsted,

There is one more thing

which I think

you should see,

another camera obscura,

but this one

is quite unique,

The only one of its kind,

still in existence

since so far as I know,

Well, show it to me

then I'll be on my way,

Fine,

It's this way, Mr, Sharsted,

Well, I'm not sure,,,

It's in one

of the back rooms

toward the rear of the house,

Follow me if you will,

but do be careful,

The stairs are very narrow

and quite old,

( music playing )

MR, GINGOLD:

Now then, Mr, Sharsted,

If you think what

you've already seen

is arresting, look at this,

( music playing )

WILLIAM: Wait a minute,

That building,

the old corn exchange,

But that building burned down

when I was a boy,

( music playing )

WILLIAM: And that park

across the way,

we called it

Victoria Greens,

but that hasn't been there

since the '90s,

MR, GINGOLD: And just beyond

the park, Mr, Sharsted,

if you recall,

Just beyond the park

was Henderson Street

where my father

had his shop,

Yes, the elder Sharsted,

the creator of the dynasty,

the hander-down

of your impoverished legacy,

My father

was a most successful man,

With the art

of backing people

into a corner of despair,

he was without peer,

Observe,

( music playing )

WILLIAM: But that shop

hasn't been there for years,

The whole building,

You are a shrewd old dog,

are you not, Mr, Gingold?

Old pictures, are they not,

ancient sludge you put

into some sort of magic lantern,

Gave me turn, Mr, Gingold,

you really did,

Well, now I'll bid you

good evening,

MR, GINGOLD: Mr, Sharsted,

- About Mr, Flate,

- What about him?

You will reconsider,

Reconsider?

Why the devil should I?

No, I won't reconsider

and I won't reconsider your

obligation either, Mr, Gingold,

the one I'll be addressing

myself to as of dawn on Monday,

But for this, uh,

brief diversion,

I thank you,

Now, I will bid you

good evening,

And I, Mr, Sharsted,

bid you good bye,

( music playing )

I say, could you tell me

where I might find a taxi?

- Taxi, sir?

- Uh-huh,

I don't know of any taxis

that come out this way, sir,

Ah, don't be a bloody fool,

I came out here in a taxi,

Idiot Gingold

must've sent me out

to the wrong street,

Is that gas?

That's right, sir,

Gas,

But they haven't used gas

in quarter of a century,

Well now,

you don't see horses,,,

huh, ah,

well, now,

I must be suffering

from some sort of heatstroke

or something,

The whole thing

is a delusion,

Well, that can't be,

Corn Exchange?

Why, that building

came down in the war,

Victoria Greens?

No, I told Gingold

that hasn't been here

since the 90's,

Gingold,

He's the one

who planted the seeds,

Rotten, vindictive old man,

Oh, I say,

I say,

I don't suppose

you can tell me

where I'll find a taxi

or a bus stop,

Oh, can't say

to that would,

Mr, Sharsted,

How do you know who I am?

Now, look here,,,

Why, we're old friends,

Mr, Sharsted,

Old chums,

you might say,

From way back,

you might say,

- Sanderson,

- Oh,

At your service,

Mr, Sharsted,

You,

You used to rob graves,

They caught you at it,

You died in prison,

Right,

Right, right,

Right as rain you are,

Mr, Sharsted,

But then you always

was a keen lad,

Sharp as a pin, you was,

Heeya,

( music playing )

Well, I couldn't have--

I was going

in the opposite direction,

I couldn't have circled back,

MAN: Back again,

Mr, Sharsted?

Back again, Mr, Sharsted?

MAN: William Sharsted,

Yes, Yes,

- Young Billy Boy,

- Yes,

Amos Drucker,

I remember you,

Indeed you do,

dear Billy Boy,

And why shouldn't you?

Your dear father and I

managed a little

transaction here

I engaged in,

Of course-- of course

there were some

who didn't take

too kindly to it,

War profiteering or something

of the sort,

You hanged yourself,

I hadn't much of a choice,

Billy Boy,

It was maybe 20 years

in prison or this,

- No,

- ABEL: Evening, William,

I thought you'd be coming

sooner or later,

Remember me?

Abel Joyce,

At your service, William,

Your fellow money lender

and usurer,

I was at your funeral,

Aye, that you were,

dear fella,

And a pretty paltry

affair it was, too,

Or at least that's

my recollection of it,

Go away,

Go away,

No, wait, Wait,

Hello, Billy Boy,

Come in here, Billy Boy,

Come in here and stand,

You don't exist,

You're dead,

You hear me?

You don't exist,

Gingold, Gingold,

I don't belong here,

I swear to you,

These aren't my kind,

These are ghouls

and grave robbers,

bloodsuckers and users,

I don't belong here,

Gingold, Gingold,

You're wrong, Mr, Sharsted,

- You're in your elements,

- I'll reform,

MR, GINGOLD: You're with your

colleagues

and your peers,

Damned and doomed

for eternity of the lich,

WILLIAM: Never mind

the 300 pounds,

MR, GINGOLD: Oh, no,

Mr, Sharsted,

too late for reprieve,

Now, you shall stumble,

and weep,

and swear along the alleys,

and squares, and streets

of your own private hell,

Reform! I'll change!

Gingold!

We can have this--

I'll change,

And you shall do so

for all eternity,

( music playing )

From the pen

of Edgar Allan Poe,

more or less,

Quoth The Raven,

( music playing )

( thunder trembling )

Once upon,,,

a,,,

midnight dreary,,,

( crow squeaking )

,,,while I pondered,,,

( crow squealing )

Once upon a midnight dreary,

while I pondered

weak and--

weak and--

while I pondered weak and--

while I pondered weak and,,,

CROW: Weary,

Weary, dummy,

Weary,

Can't you get anything right?

Weak and weary,

( crow squeaking )

( music playing )