Fright (1956) - full transcript

Attention all cars in blue area.

This is a code three.

Murderer George Morley
escaped custody.

Killer believed heading in direction
of the Queensboro Bridge.

All units in the blue area
proceed with caution.

Don't jump, Morley.
Don't try it.

Climb down.
Let the officers help you.

If you jump, you'll never get away.

There's a police boat standing by.

Keep them away!

Do you hear me?
Keep them away!



Isn't that George Morley,
the murderer?

Yeah, he gave up like a lamb.

They can find a sponsor
for anything nowadays.

Keep them away!
You hear me? Take them away!

Blackburn, I can fire a few shots
over his head.

Out of the question.

Might scare him and then jump in.

Driver, can't you find some way
out of this?

No chance, lady, traffic's backed up
to 72nd Street.

You've got a chance, Morley.

If you don't come down now,
we'll wait till you have to.

Take them away!

Hey you, no spectators in there.

Hey, how did you get through the line?



I'm Dr. Hamilton, James Hamilton.

Yes, what is it, doctor?

I think I can help you.

Oh, he don't need a doctor.
Hasn't jumped yet.

I'd like to talk into that microphone
for a few minutes.

How about it, Morley?
You're coming down?

Listen, I'm a psychiatrist.

Please, doc.

I've read about Morley in the papers,

He's an obsessive
of highly suggestible mentality.

Of what?

What I'm trying to say is...
he might respond to suggestion.

I'd like to try.

What harm will five minutes do?

I've been trying for a half hour.

Five minutes?

All right, here's the mic.

Morley...
This is Dr. Hamilton.

I want you to listen
to the sound of my voice.

Watch the searchlight.

I'll miss my plane.

He's a goner for sure.
Look at him.

Driver, please.

Look, lady,
if you don't wanna watch them,

nobody's stopping you
from walking.

That'll be a buck
and eighty, ma'am.

Yes, sorry, I forgot.

You will do as I say.

You want to do as I say.

You will do absolutely nothing,
but listen to my voice

and watch the light.

You will do as I say.

You want to do as I say.

Your eyes are on the light.
On the light.

Watch... watching the light.

You will do absolutely nothing

but listen to my voice
and watch the light.

You trust me.
You trust me, Morley.

You will do as I say
because you know I want to help you.

I can help you.
I can help you.

Your fingers hold tight.

You cannot open them.

They will not open.

- Hypnosis.
- They are welded to the cable.

Your hands can not open.

They are part of the cable,
welded there.

Morley, let your fingers open.

Open.
Open.

That's right.
Let them open.

Let them open.

You will let the two officers
help you.

Help you.

Help you.

Let me have your name again, doctor.

Hamilton.

I'll... uh... we'll call you
if we need you.

Hey, doc, we want a statement.

Good afternoon,
Dr. Hamilton's office.

No, I'm sorry,
the doctor is not here right now.

- Dr. Hamilton?
- The press?

- Yes.
- Excuse me.

I'm Thompkins, of "The Globe".

- Barnes of "The Recorder", doctor.
- No comment.

My paper wants a statement, doctor.

Our readers would like to know, doctor.

Doctor, whether you like it or not,
you're news.

Is it true that you put Morley
in a hypnotic trance?

No, it's not true.

I use no hypnotherapy

and I don't like being referred
to as a Park Avenue Svengali.

Well, you are a hypnotist,
aren't you, doctor?

Miss Ames, will you cancel
my appointments for the rest of the day?

Like many psychiatrists I often
use hypnotism in my work.

But you can't deny
what so many people saw.

You put that murderer
in a definite trance.

Morley happened to be
a criminal of high suggestibility,

of very low intelligence.

I used simple suggestion and it worked.

It was very little more than... a

game they used to call animal magnetism
in the days of Kawai and Binet.

Now, since you gentlemen won't leave,
you'll excuse me if I do.

- One question, doc, before you go.
- Please!

- We know he killed three young women.
- That's right.

Now at each case there was no motive.
No sex, no robbery.

Can you tell us why?

A drive to kill, that's all.

The man's a killer through and through.

Sorry, I'll have to leave you now,
gentlemen.

I'm sorry, but I think
you're in the wrong car.

Do you mind?
I'm in a hurry.

You're not another reporter.

No, I'm not.
I only wanna talk to you, doctor.

I'm... I'm sure you'd be lovely to
talk to, but not today. Come on. Out.

Please, Dr. Hamilton,
I need your help.

You could've called my office
and made an appointment.

I tried. They told me you were booked up
months ahead.

- Keep trying. Look, Miss.
- Ann, Ann Summers.

Miss Summers, this town has almost
as many psychiatrists as taxi drivers.

All you have to do is whistle.

Are you always so slippy?

You always use such heavy perfume?

Did you have any trouble
finding the car?

None.

- Parking attendant?
- Parking attendant.

- Well, what is your case?
- I don't know.

- Last night...
- You were at the bridge.

Yes, I was on my way to the airport,
flying to London.

And the traffic jam
made you miss your plane.

Oh, yes.
Almost, yes... I...

I found myself unable to open
my hands as you spoke.

It frightened me.

And then this morning
I read in the papers

your statements about people
often being highly suggestible.

Yes but I was referring
to the criminal mind.

I hope you haven't made the
haywire conclusion

that because you are suggestible
you have a criminal mentality.

I don't know.

it's ridiculous, forget it.

But there are moments
when I feel like...

and then I keep running away.

You're a very lovely girl,

and I'd much rather take you to dinner
than take you as a client.

I don't take friends as patients
or make my patients personal friends.

What I'm trying to say,
Miss Summers, is

I won't take you as a patient.

It would only waste
your money and my time.

Hey, Doc!

Excuse me.

Hey, boy!

Doc Hamilton!

Set!

You'll excuse me if I don't leap over
the net and shake your hand.

Nice game, Charlie.

Yeah, I think I should have to
hang up my racket.

Resign myself today.

Minor pleasant treats of old age.

- What'll you have to drink?
- Got any old Scotch?

Waiting for you.

Oh, here we are.

Help yourself, will you?
I'm not having any.

You on the wagon?

I've got a History Department
meeting tonight.

I've often debated whether I should
get drunk before or after these things.

Tell me,
what's new in 18th-century Europe?

Well, Frederick the second
has just marched into Silesia.

Sit down, will you?

'Twas quite a carnival-like
you got yourself into last night.

If I knew a good psychiatrist,
I'd have my head examined.

Oh, what you need is a wife.

I had one once,
I don't make the same mistake twice.

It's not good for a doctor's reputation
living the way you do, Jim.

What does that mean?

You're around bars,
picking up women.

Of, course they're the best bars
and the best women.

And through last night I won't be able
to trade my reputation for a dry martini,

so let's forget it.

An historian never forgets.

Let's hope the public does.

Good morning.

- At the telephone, doctor.
- Who is it?

Police Department,
inspector Blackburn.

Okay.

Dr. Hamilton speaking.

Yes, inspector, fine.
How are you?

Oh, about that Morley.

I see. Very possibly,
a traumatic effect.

Yes, I've been wanting to study Morley
for my own research as well.

I'll be glad to.
By all means.

I'll drive up later this afternoon.

Fine.
Fine.

A new perfume you're wearing, doctor?

No, same one I've always used.

Yes.
Yes, this is Dr. Hamilton's office.

Uh... an appointment?
No, I'm sorry.

Well, all right, I'll write down.

Miss... Ann Summers.

Well, I... I don't know.
Oh, just a moment, please.

Hello, Miss Summers.
It's Dr. Hamilton.

Yes, I can take you.
Where are you now?

Fine, you can come right over.

Oh, I meant to tell you
that you forgot....

Hello?

She hung up.

Both your parents were English.

Yes.

And you've never studied German.

No.

Then, why should you be reading
a novel in German?

German?
Why do you ask?

These are your gloves, aren't they?

Yes.

Well, they were inside this book.

Are you sure?

My book?
I don't remember.

You said something about
finding mysterious messages.

What about them?

Oh, they too are in German.

I began finding them about
three or four months ago.

Sometimes in my pocketbook
and sometimes beside my bed.

Did you recognize the handwriting?

No, I'd never seen it before.

What characteristics did it have?
Can you describe it?

Plain? Fancy?

Sort of like the handwriting
on wedding invitations.

Fancy scroll type.

How old are you?

25.

What are you're doing in New York,
business or pleasure?

Pleasure, I guess, you might say.

Thank you. I travel a lot,
I never stay in one place too long.

Support yourself?

Father left me a substantial income.

That takes care of my expenses.

My mother died when I was around 4.

About this constant traveling,

you say you keep running away.

Yes, I feel driven to it, as if I was
searching for something or some place.

Do you often forget things,
like leaving your things in my car?

Sometimes,
often I guess.

Nice thing.
Ever been married?

No.

Ever been in love?

Is that important?

It's my business
to know everything about you.

No, I guess I've never been in love.

How about your moods?
You generally happy, depressed?

A little of both, I guess,
like everyone else.

Pardon me, doctor, but you're due
at the police station in 40 minutes.

That's right, I almost forgot.

I promised the State Psychiatrist
to report.

Would you call him, Miss Ames,
to tell him I'm on my way?

Well, I think that about
does it for today.

Why don't you go back
to your hotel and get some rest?

Miss Ames will arrange
for your next appointment.

I don't suppose I could
interest you for dinner tonight.

No. I'm sorry, not tonight.

Besides, you're contradicting yourself.

Oh?

Yes, you told me you never make
your friends patients,

or your patients personal friends.

Oh, he hasn't said a word
since the bridge.

Just won't talk.

I'd like to see him alone.

Oh! Oh, not a chance.

Hey, you're visiting a murderer.
Don't you forget it.

He might decide to swat a fly
or he might decide to strangle you.

- I can handle him.
- Okay, Joe, open up.

You got a visitor, Morley.

It's Dr. Hamilton.

Hello, Morley.

Do you like a cigarette?

You know who I am?

You can call me Jim.

Your first name is George, isn't it?

Okay if I call you George?

Can you see this flashlight, George?

I want you to keep
your eyes on it.

You'll feel very restful.

It will help calm you inside.

And help you to forget.

Watch the light.
Keep your eyes on it.

It makes you sleepy.

Relax.
Sleepy.

You want to sleep, to forget.

Relax.

And as I count to ten,

your eyelids will close
and you will be asleep.

One.

Two.

Three.

Four.

Five.

Six.

Seven.

Eight.

Nine.

Ten.

You're asleep.

How old are you?

- Achtzen.* [Eighteen].

What?

Achtzen!* [Eighteen!]

You will speak in English.

How old are you?

Eighteen.

But you told me before you were 25.

I am 18.

Who taught you to speak German?

That is a stupid question.

You spoke German as a child?

Naturally.

Are you a German citizen?

Nein*. [No.]

I was born in Vienna.

Where did you live as a child?

Many places.

Where?

We had a summer house in...

in...

A summer house?

Ich kann mich nicht erinnern.*
*[I can't remember.]

I said to answer in English.

Do you remember other houses?

One with wild chestnut trees.

Wild chestnut trees.

Was it in the country?

Yes, in the country.

Dogs barking.

Your dogs?

No.

But a lot of dogs?

Yes.

Dogs, horses...

Fox hunting?

No, we did not live there,
only... only...

Only what?

Was it a hunting lodge?

Yes, hunting.

Did something happen at the hunting
lodge that you were trying to forget?

Try to answer.

He... he...

Someone hurt you?

Nein, nein. Ich kann es nicht.*
*[No, no... I can't!]

Speak in English.

No!
No, I cannot kill you!

I cannot kill you!

No, don't do it, darling.

Let me go first.

I am such a coward
and I love you so.

You take the revolver first.

Drop your hands.

Drop your hands.
Do as I say.

We cannot live without each other.

We must both die.

You will think of other things.

Something happy.

What is making you smile?

He's kissing my ear.

Who is kissing your ear?

Rudi.

Are you in love with Rudi?

Everyone is in love with him.

You were 18 when you were
in love with Rudi?

Yes.

Is he in love with you?

Quite madly,
but you must not tell anyone.

Are you planning on getting married?

That is impossible.

Why?

It is impossible.
His father...

Doesn't his father approve of you?

Of course not.

Why not?

You asked a stupid question.

You must know.

Know what?

That Rudi is already married.

Did all this happen in England?

No.

Where?

Hunting lodge.

Vienna?

Yes, near Vienna.

Everything is so beautiful.

A smell of spring,
white lilacs.

Why were you going to England?

England?

Is Rudi there?

I do not know.

When was the last time
you saw Rudi?

That night.

That night at the hunting lodge?

Yes.

All right.

You will slowly open your eyes.

You will watch the light.

Open your eyes.

Open them.

Watch the light.

As the light fades,
you will awaken.

You will feel refreshed
and relaxed.

How do you feel?

Fine.

- Headache?
- No.

Good.

Then, tonight we'll have
dinner together,

and I won't take no for an answer

Club Sissy?

Club Sissy.

You're fond of the outdoors,
aren't you?

Trees, flowers...

Yes, I guess I am.

And you like places,
you like to travel.

How about Vienna?

Vienna?

Yes, when were you there last?

I haven't been to Vienna.

Are you telling me the truth?

Of course.

I see.

Would you like your order, doctor?

No, I'll give her another 15 minutes.

Oh, quel r?ve cette mademoiselle!*
*[It must be a dream girl!]

Let me have a telephone, please.

Oh, mais oui, at once, docteur.

Gar?on!

He looks so familiar...
Who is he?

Oh, of course that bridge thing.

- It's that hypnotist.
- Doctor, my dear.

Quack!

What a charming quack
he must be!

I've been thinking of changing
my analyst.

Hotel Royal Plaza?

Would you ring
Miss Summers' room, please?

Yes, Ann Summers.

Pardon, doctor, a messenger
just brought this note for you.

What do you mean
she hasn't registered there?

Ann Summers.
She told me...

All right.

Thanks.

Hello, Charlie.
Jim.

Fine.
You got a second?

I want you to translate some
German for me.

Yeah, go ahead, Jim.

"Es tut mir leid."

What was that last word?

Yeah.

Well, it says: "I am terribly sorry
I cannot keep our date".

Positive.

And I might add it's not
very perfect German.

Badly-written, huh?

Well, thanks Charlie. And I hope
I didn't disturb Frederick II.

See you soon.

Captain!

Oui, monsieur.*
*[Yes, sir]

I'll have my dinner at the bar.

As you wish, doctor.

Something in a glass.

Water...
and put it in a champagne glass.

Pardon?

I can't afford your liquor,
only your glasses.

And I'm very thirsty.

Tout de suite*. *[Quickly,]
bring me some water, Pierre.

My name is not Pierre.

I thought we'd have something
in common.

Neither is mine.

- A double scotch, Joe.
- Yes.

Two of the loveliest words
in the English language.

Hello, Dr. Hamilton.

I'm Cullen, general assignment reporter,
Affiliated Press.

No comment.

Hmm, two of the ugliest words
in the English language.

Ah, just a little experiment
in psychology, doctor.

I sit here with a champagne glass

and I'm taken for a socially
acceptable lush,

when the truth of the matter is
I am socially unacceptable.

Despite the popular euphemism,
a gentlemen of the press.

I am not a lush
because of a peptic ulcer

and my doctor's orders are that
I can drink only milk or water.

So here I sit, drinking
water from a champagne glass,

just because
I can't stay out of bars.

What do you think of my case,
doctor?

if I told you, you'd worry.

I like to worry.

You've got a peptic,
what do you wanna shoot for? Duodenum?

In my case, it really doesn't matter.

Uh, here I am, sitting next
to a big story

and he won't even talk.

Office hours end at 5.

Yours do, not mine.

How about it, doctor?
Any repercussions on this Morley thing?

Okay, live by that sundial of yours,

but one of these days I'm going to come
into your office before 5.

Est pour vous, Pierre*,
*[For you, Pierre.] Live a little.

Come in.

- Dr. Hamilton, Miss Summers
- Come in, Miss Summers.

I don't like my patients to lie to me.

Do I lied to you?
I'm terribly sorry.

You told me you were staying
at the Royal Plaza Hotel.

That wasn't necessary.

No, it wasn't necessary.

Are you afraid of me, Ann?

I was... a little,
but I don't think I am anymore.

Still you wouldn't have dinner with me.

- But you don't understand...
- And this note...

At least you could have written
it in English.

I sent you a note?

Would you believe me if I told you
I don't remember sending you this note?

All I remember is getting dressed
to meet you.

And that's all.

And you don't remember anything else
about last night at all?

No, just... the dress, I remember
putting it on and...

And blank?

Yes, blank.

Until this morning. I couldn't find
any money for a cab.

Someone had hid my purse.

That's why I was late.

Did you find your purse?

Yes.

Someone had put it behind the curtain,
pinned it up high.

Pinned behind the curtains...

Do you have any idea who did it?

No.

Tell me, Ann, has this sort of thing
happened before?

Yes.

How about memory blackouts?

Yes.

For whole days?

No, this is the first time.

- Last night you mean?
- Yes.

Tell me, Ann, where do you live?

87 Sutton Place.

Alone?

No, with a friend of the family.
I stay there whenever I'm in New York.

All right.

Now, just relax and we'll have
another look at your subconscious.

The river was always muddy.

The Danube?

The Danube canal.

What else do you remember
about Vienna?

Heurigen.

What is Heurigen?

Fresh wine.

We would go to Grinzig
and sit in the Garden Caf?,

always in the corner,
and drink Heurigen.

With Rudi?

Yes.

He would always meet me
in some disguise,

so we would not be recognized.

My black hair,
that's what he loved most.

My black hair.

But your hair is blonde.

Don't be absurd.
I am famous for my hair.

Then you had it dyed blonde.

H?bschen*. *[Pretty]

Ann, why do you insist
that you have never been to Vienna,

when you know it so well?

My name is not Ann.

What is your name?

Maria.
I am Baroness Maria.

Why have you taken
the name Ann Summers?

That is her name, not mine.

Split personality.

Then you are the Baroness Maria
and she is Ann Summers.

Of course.

And you are 18.

I told you that.

And you have black hair.

I am very beautiful,
even Loschek will tell you.

Loschek?

Rudi's valet,
don't you know him?

I remember the icy roads to Vienna.

The coach wheels.

You mean the car wheels.

Coach wheels.

We stopped in Baden to change horses.

We... we...

Go on.
To change the horses.

Why do you ask me these questions?

I'm trying to help you.

You're trying to kill me!

You don't really believe that,
do you, Ann?

Not Ann, Maria!

Maria, did you hide Ann's purse
behind the drapes?

Yes, I pinned it there,

but you must not tell her.

Why?

I don't like her coming to see you.

Are you afraid?

You don't like me.

You want to kill me!

Perhaps I will kill you first!

Tell me more about the lodge.

Little angels

all colors painted on the wall,

and looking down into the bedroom.

The music box!

it's playing our waltz.

Crystal chandelier
with a hundred candles dancing.

Go on.

It's January.

Outside the dogs are barking
in the snow,

but we are so warm inside.

You said January,
what year?

January 1889.

Schizophrenia, dual or split personality
call it what you like,

but I'm not sure all those names
and places make sense.

Rudi, Grinzig, Loschek...

The hunting lodge, heurigen wine,
wild chestnut trees...

She knows what she's talking about.
I only wish I did.

The heurigern section of Vienna was
once a pretty badly hit by the plague.

No, no, that was in the 17th Century.

January 1889, she said it twice.

What is that name she called herself?

Maria, Baroness Maria.

I'm afraid I'm not gonna
get much sleep tonight.

Yes.

Oh, hello, Charlie.

No, no, I'm not asleep.

I'm sorry to bother you Jim,
but I think...

you better come over here
for breakfast.

About nine o'clock?

Hey, what time is it anyway?

It's 3:00 a.m.
I think I found your Maria.

In a history book.

Put on the coffee,
I'll be right over.

This is the photograph of the woman
your client thinks she is.

Baroness Maria Vetsera,

lover of Crown Prince
Rudolf of Austria.

Crown Prince Rudolf?

Checks with the nickname Rudi,
doesn't it?

Go on.

History books tell us
that Rudolf's father,

Emperor Franz Joseph I of Austria,
knew about this love affair.

Naturally, he objected
because Rudolf was already married.

And here we have our missing
hunting lodge, near Vienna.

Mayerling, surrounded
by wild chestnut trees.

Sound of barking dogs.

What could be more natural than
dogs in a hunting lodge?

The Mayerling affair,
the Mayerling affair.

I think it's in history isn't it?

Oh, it's hardly ancient.

And it's one of the most famous
scandals in all history.

Look here.

In the very year
that you mentioned, 1889,

January 28 to be exact,

the valid, Loschek,

discovered a scene that later rocked
the entire continent of Europe.

That night, at Mayerling,
he knocked on Rudolf's door.

Suddenly there was a shot
from within.

He broke the door in

and found Rudolf lying dead
with the gun still in his hand.

Beside him, shot dead hours before,
was Maria Vetsera.

A dual suicide.

Two lovers dying because they
couldn't have each other in life.

Because they couldn't have each
other in life...

I'm not arguing with you, Maria.

Of course, you are the Baroness
Maria Vetsera

and you died at Mayerling
with the Crown Prince Rudolf

in 1889.

It was snowing.

It was Wednesday.

They found us on Wednesday morning.

They hid me in the
shed behind the lodge.

They couldn't leave me the way I was,

so they put a fur coat around me.

It was hideous
to be treated that way!

All they talked about
was the scandal,

that I must not be found there,
even dead.

Relax, Maria.

You are hurting yourself.

Open your hands.

Open your hands.

Open them.

You will take your handkerchief
in your hand.

And dead took me in the coach
back to Vienna.

No more!
You win, I'm so tired...

- Enjoying yourself?
- Oh, very much.

Say, all your patients
get this treatment?

When they need it.
Admit it:

aren't you glad I twisted your arm
into coming out today?

Ask to my subconscious.

Not on my afternoon off!

Hi, honey.

What can I do for you, sir?

I am a very sick man.
Where's the doctor?

I'm afraid Dr. Hamilton
isn't in right now,

but I expect him to call.

Hmm. Maybe I'll wait here.

I don't think he's the
kind of doctor that you want.

Well, he's a vet, isn't he?

My cat is expecting another
litter and...

I'm a very sick man.

Have you ever tried to give away
cats in the city of New York?

Don't let me get on your nerves.

Ah, ulcer pills.

I've got to speak with the doctor.

Oh, just a minute,
you can't go in there!

Now look at that beautiful couch!

You know, honey, I didn't get
much sleep last night.

If the doc calls in,
tell him I'm here.

My name is Cullen.
And please, honey,

wake me up in about
20 minutes, hmm?

I'm not arguing with you Maria.

Of course you are the Baroness
Maria Vetsera.

And you died at Mayerling with the
Crown Prince Rudolf in the year 1889.

Editors.

Oh, yes, Cullen, shoot.

Doc Hamilton's on a reincarnation kick.

All I want you to do for me

is to put a rewrite man on one extension

and a shorthand gal on the other,

and, brother, you've got the biggest
headline since flying saucers.

...and then they took me in the coach
back to Vienna.

Ann, you must have come across the
German language at some time in your life

I thought this was my day off.

Think back, are you sure that your
parents never took you to Austria?

- As a child, I mean.
- Quite sure.

You never studied German in college?

Oh, French: "le livre est sur la table,
oui?* *['The book in on the table, yes?']

Tr?s bien.

How far back into your childhood
can you remember?

Hmm... about eight or nine, I think.

- No further than that?
- I'm very stupid, I warned you.

After your mother died,
did your father bring you up alone?

He never married again
if that's what you mean.

Sorry, no evil stepmother
you can put under your microscope.

Did you love your father very much?

Very much.

Jim, are my lapses of memory
up to increase?

That's hard to tell.

I've... I've read about people
who black out for six months or a year.

They turn up in some little town
in Nebraska

or Switzerland under another name.

Is that going to happen to me?

Some little thing, a disappointment,
a shock of some kind

could put you in a very serious state.

You told me you never make personal
friends out of your patients.

I think I can understand that now.

Don't be ridiculous,
I'm going to send you a bill.

I might even pad it to cover the cookies.

It's so horrifying to think that
there's this other person within me.

Sort of a genie just waiting for
somebody to pull the cork.

At least she's a Baroness.
You travel in the best society.

Please don't joke about it.

Defense mechanism.

I always joke about
the things I'm most serious about.

Like you.

Well, I have a few defense mechanisms
of my own.

You still don't trust me, do you?

Not even if I told you that I'm falling
in love with you?

With me?

Or Maria Vetsera.

Why don't you go to the front office
where you belong?

I didn't hire you
to get us into a lawsuit.

Yellow journalism added up 50 years ago.

Look, I draw my check for bringing news.

Now, do I write the story or don't I?

Look, I know all about the responsibility
of the press.

I've been a good boy scout all my life.

I've waved flags and I've helped
the old ladies across the street,

but let's face it,

this will make banner lines for a week.

Do you wanna sell papers
or do you wanna win merit badges?

Boss, do I write the story or do I
shuffle off to my favorite milk bar?

I'm telling you to kill the story.

Let me outline the consequences
if you pen it.

We've been over that,
Hamilton will sue.

He'll not only sue, he'll win.

The trial will make good copy

and if you can sell more papers
than the amount we have to settle for

out-of-court when the time comes,
you're still way ahead of the game.

Bill, you've been my city editor
for 18 years.

I want you to know
if you go ahead with this,

you'll take the responsibility
for whatever happens.

Cullen, stop standing around
wasting time, find the typewriter.

Mine is not to reason why,
mine is but to write or di

Jim, I really had a wonderful time.

I'm glad you did.

Jim, you haven't discussed me
with anyone, have you?

I mean I don't wanna be a case
in a medical journal.

Stop worrying.

Oh, Jim if you insist on taking me to
dinner I guess we better change, huh?

Yeah. Guess we'd better.

Well, Fr?ulein*, what's the next stop?
*[Miss]

87 Sutton Place.

Oh, Cullen? Send him right in.

Hi, doc. I just came by
for a statement.

- Did you do this?
- Who else?

- It's a lie, all of it.
- How could you be so moronic?

- I've had practice.
- Age regression!

Coney Island Psychiatry that went out
with the dinosaur!

- Doc, you're gonna sue?
- I want a retraction and quick!

Oh, doc you can't retract headlines
I advise you to sue.

Do you realize what you've done?

That business of the bridge
was bad enough

but now I'll be taken for a carnival
doctor selling snake oil.

Are you kidding? This will make you
the biggest head mechanic in town.

Get out of here, Cullen.

Look, doc, if I were you I'd strangle me.

But supposing it really is
reincarnation,

well, then it's just too big for you
to sit on your Park Avenue office.

Get it straight and print it straight.

You've blown a fairly simple case
of split personality into a hoax.

Reincarnation has nothing to do with it.

Doc, can you prove it?

Look, how come your patient knows
all about the Mayerling affair?

How come she can talk in German?

- That can be explained.
- Well, explain it.

Get out.

Well, I still advise you to sue, doc.

but auf Wiedershen*.
*[Good-bye]

Oh doc, the other papers will probably
be in your neck any second.

Maybe you should get out of town.

Might do you some good.

Miss Ames, I am not into anyone.

Oh, miss Summers?

No, I'll talk to her.
Put her on, please.

Ann... Ann, I'm sorry.

How could you do
such a despicable thing?

You've got to believe me, I...

And who else did you discuss
my case with? The janitor?

Ann, listen to me.

The sound of your voice
makes me sick.

I've never checked
to cover your services.

You can cancel the rest
of my appointments.

I never wanna see you again,
Herr Doktor.

Ann, Ann... Maria!

Tell miss Summers
Dr. Hamilton is here.

Miss Summers has gone out, sir.

I'll tell her myself!

- She isn't.
- Where's her room?

- What is going on here?
- Well, it's that gentleman.

I've got to see Ann.
I'm Dr. Hamilton.

Yes,
I've read the papers this morning.

Ann is in danger.

Philip, you will show the gentlemen, as
you call him, to the door and through it.

Will you listen to me?
She's in danger, I tell you.

Take me to her.

Philip, I think you'd better
call the police.

Yes, ma'am.

If Ann has been in any danger,
it has been through you.

I would very much appreciate
your saving me

from the embarrassment
of the police.

You're wasting your time.

Ann left here about 20 minutes ago.

Where'd she go?

I have known Ann
and her family since she was born

and in all those years,

I have never practiced
asking her where she was going.

- Good-bye, sir.
- Lady Fitzmaurice...

Good-bye, sir!

I'll go quietly
and cause you no trouble,

if you allow me
two or three minutes to talk to you.

- Philip, cancel that call.
- Yes, ma'am.

There is still a bit of sun...
in the parlour.

- You may sit down.
- Thank you.

Young man, what have you done
to this poor girl?

I'm concerned with what
she's up to do to herself.

Lady Fitzmaurice,

have you ever known Ann
to have visited Vienna?

- No.
- But she speaks the German language.

Badly, but it's German.

That is quite impossible, sir.

She was brought up
in the care of private nurses.

- English nurses?
- Quite naturally.

Might one of them
have been an Austrian?

I do not like this
line of questioning.

There was an Austrian!

Perhaps there was, I've forgotten.

You haven't forgotten a thing in 60
years, have you Lady Fitzmaurice?

72 years.

How old was Ann during the
domestic reign of her Austrian nurse?

Ann must have been... almost 8.

when her father threw
that Viennese hussy out of his house.

Do I have to ask
why he dismissed her?

If you do, I shall not answer you.

I understand.

Could Ann have become aware
of what was going on

between her father
and her nurse?

It's not likely, sir.

But it's very possible.

Ann might have come upon them at
some indiscreet moment and been shocked.

Then Ann picked up a smattering
of German from the nurse.

An impossible language!

The nurse must have filled Anne's
head with all sorts of romantic tales.

Among them the story of Mayerling.

A handsome Crown Prince,
the beautiful Baroness Maria Vetsera.

What more does it take to
impress a child's mind?

A loathing affair.

Then the shock of seeing
her Austrian nurse

displacing the memory of her own
mother in her father's arms.

I will not listen to this!

Can you imagine
the workings of Ann's mind?

The hatred she must have felt
for that nurse.

Then, as Ann grew older,
those hateful images

must have disappeared
from sight.

A memory block.

Today Ann has forgotten that
the nurse ever existed in her life.

A good riddance.

I want to thank you, Lady Fitzmaurice.

Would you have Ann call me
the moment she returns?

I think you understand
how important it is... to her.

There's a gentleman here
from the police, sir.

Thank you, Jones.
You let him in.

You may come in, sir.

- Doctor Hamilton?
- That's right.

Lieutenant White,
Homicide.

Homicide?

I don't have a warrant,
but if you insist, I'll get one.

Warrant? Homicide?
Say, what is all this?

- It's about Ann Summers.
- Ann?

What's happened to her?

Well, that's why I'm here, doctor.

Here's a translation of a letter
we received this morning.

it was written in German.

"To whom it may concern:"

"This is in the interest of Ann Summers."

"Dr. James Hamilton has been
trying to... to kill her."

"My mind cannot overcome the fear that
he has at last succeeded in his deed."

"Signed: Maria Vetsera."

But this is ridiculous!

Psychiatrically, Ann was...

We're not interested in
the big words, doctor.

We're interested in the facts.

But there are no facts.

This letter suggests the possibility of
your having killed Ann Summers.

Well, maybe it was written
by a crackpot.

Maybe not.

Maria Vetsera doesn't exist,
she's a figment of Ann's imagination.

Before you start accusing me of anything,
why don't you check?

Oh, we have.

There's no such person.

Look, doctor, we're not
accusing you of anything.

I'm just here to check.

Okay, help yourself.

A purse.
Look familiar, doctor?

Hmm, traveler's checks.

About $2,000 worth.

All signed by Ann Summers.

That makes them negotiable,
doesn't it?

Oh, a handkerchief.

Looks like blood.

It is. I can explain that.

it's Ann handkerchief, all right.

She cut herself in my office
the other day.

Relax, doctor, relax.
We haven't got a murder case... yet .

A murder case!

But we do have exhibits A,
B and C.

But the police do not share
the cafe gossip that miss Summers,

possessed by the person
within her,

has run off in search of her
historical lover Crown Prince Rudolf.

How does it sound?

You must be proud of yourself.

Could get the Pulitzer Prize.

For fiction.

Okay, I will.
Right, captain

Yes, sir, I understand.

Missing persons is
drawing blanks.

Well, she might have left the city.

If she's alive, we'll find her.

And if she's dead, we'll find her.

Am I my under arrest?

I'll let you know when.
Don't be impatient.

And so I said to him,
imagine I said,

I could've been Mary, Queen of Scots.

It's getting terrible, really it is.

Why, it's one thing to know
who your friends are,

but it's another to know who they were.

Yes, I'm still being followed.

Look, Charlie you're working at school.

I can meet you at the golf room
for lunch, okay?

Fine. Fine, that's better.

Say, why don't you ride with me?

They may need your car
for something important.

You say the police is still after you?

Oh, I hate to bring this up
again Jim, but

you've got to get that girl
off your mind.

Are you in love with her?

I'm in love with her.

That's unfortunate.

I can't work. I can't sleep

On a diet too?

Not hungry.

Now tell me, what's new
with that Morley fella?

Find anything new
inside that criminal mind of his?

Completely asocial.

I have a few more tests to run before
they send him to the electric chair.

This fruit salad is delicious.

I talked to the police lieutenant
last night.

They had a report.
Ann had been seen in New Orleans,

but it didn't check out.

They're bound to find her.

If she's alive.

I'm beginning to wonder myself.

Jim, history's a game of patience.

So is life.
She'll turn up.

Sure?

Don't look now,
but my fan club just arrived.

She's bound to read something
in the papers

about your being suspected
of murder, I mean, doc.

Reincarnation or not,

she'll be decent enough to show
her face and get you off the hook.

That's just it, Charlie.

The person of Maria
has taken full possession of Ann.

And Maria hates me.
She's loving every minute of this.

One woman with two such
different personalities...

And it's Maria that you've got
to look for and not Ann.

That's what I keep telling the police.

As you know, there's time needed
until they can find a body.

How about the Crown Prince Rudolf?

What about him?

Maybe your Baroness
Maria's gone off looking for him.

Cut it out, Charlie.

Just a thought.

What you've said before
is right, though.

The only thing is...

The only thing is what?

Hey, wait a minute!

Bait.

Bait?

You can't catch fish without bait.

If she's alive I can bring her back
by finding Rudolf.

Ha! You're so fun, Jim.
Eat your salad.

No, Charlie, I'm serious.

That's ridiculous!
Finding Rudolf?

Not finding him, creating.

Jim boy, you need a rest.

I need only one thing, Charlie.
I need a killer.

Your subconscious will remember
everything I say.

Your name is Rudolf Von Habsburg.

You are the Crown Prince of Austria.

Repeat that.

My name is Rudolf Von Habsburg.

I am the Crown Prince of Austria.

Repeat that to me.

No, Maria,

I would rather die with you
than live without you.

You know what to do
with the gun then, don't you?

Yes.

Everything I have put in your mind
will remain in your subconscious.

You will remember nothing
when you awaken.

Hi, Cullen,
I thought I'd find you here.

I wanna talk to you.

Think I have a story
you might be interested in.

Be aware of psychiatrists
bearing gifts.

Keep the cracks for your column.

Is reincarnation still selling papers?

It's getting a little stale,
could use a shot in the arm.

Would it make headlines
if I told you that

I found the reincarnation
of Crown Prince Rudolf?

What are you trying to hand me?

I'm serious, Cullen.

One chance in a billion
and you found him, huh?

Not even my readers
would believe that.

I did.
Think of it.

Two lovers reunited
after nearly half a century of death.

Sam, bring me a scotch.

Reincarnation with a sex angle.

Ha! Make it a double, Sam.

Who is your crown prince?

That's my secret.

You wanna hear the recording?

Well, if I print it, you know
what it does to you.

Sam, put these on my tab
and drink them yourself.

Come on.

If she comes here first...

I shall call you.

She's got to come back.

You must love her very much,

but you are ruining your reputation.

I don't care who thinks I'm a fraud
as long as Maria believes me.

I hope she comes back to you soon.

You're doing a very unselfish thing.

It's got to lure her back.

She'll come back for a Crown Prince,

and then, I'll kill her.

The news broke this afternoon

that Dr. Hamilton has come up
with the living reincarnation

of the Crown Prince
Rudolf of Austria.

Some of the principles
involved in the story

which has become
the sensation of the country,

are here on film, brought to you
exclusively by this television station.

Here is the house
at 87 Sutton Place,

the last known location
to be visited by the girl

who called herself Maria Vetsera.

And here is the beach house
on Long Island

belonging to the controversial
Dr. James Hamilton.

Out here by our news camera
is Dr. Charles Gore

the historian friend of Hamilton.

Looks like he's in quite
a hurry, doesn't it?

What will Dr. Hamilton
come up with next?

Turning to the European...

The Crown Prince!
Imagine, isn't it romantic?

Do you suppose they'll get married?
In this life I mean.

How do you like that?
The Crown Prince, my foot!

He'll lose his license, that doc will.

Believe me, if I was the commissioner,
I'd pull him in on the bunco charge.

Oh, if you were the Commissioner,
big man!

I swear to it, Bill,

I don't know what pigeon
he's dug up for this Crown Prince bit.

- It could have been anybody.
- Even you.

Fat chance.

Look, see if you can find out who.
I'll keep the story open.

Now, then what about the criminal
he's been brain reading?

Might be something
for the feature page.

Yeah, you mean Morley.

I had Dr. Hamilton tailed by one
of our fellows the past two weeks.

Gave us some good information.

Let's see, on Monday he saw Morley
from 10:00 to 10:40

and then again on Thursday,

and then three times last week.

Hey!

What?

This could be our pigeon.

Morley.
It figures.

The Crown Prince behind bars.

Yeah, think of that in print.

Listen, I'll go over and check on this
and if it's true...

watch out.

The gun will be behind the book.

At the knock on the door,
you will pick it up and fire.

You will pick it up and fire

after the knock.

Hold it there, doctor,
we can't go along with that.

You will close your eyes
and hear nothing.

No sounds, nothing.

I told you I must have
a killer mind for this.

I understand that, doctor.

Are you sure that you told the District
Attorney exactly what you're doing?

Look, the only reason you haven't
pinned the murder on me

is because you can't find
the corpus delicti.

If you charge me and

miss Summers turns up suntanned
after a few weeks in Florida...

Yeah, you could pin our ears back
in any court.

Our case against you is closed the
minute that we see Miss Summers alive.

All right, let's get on with it.

You can hear me.

You can hear my voice.

Open your eyes.

Hi, doc. Just in time for the four-star.

- Hi, Cullen...
- Doc...

I'm gonna give it to you
straight between the eyes.

Morley is your Crown Prince, isn't he?

I thought so.
Well, I'll see you around.

- Cullen...
- Don't deny it.

I want you to know I sure feel
sorry about all this.

You know, the public is going
to raise a storm.

Cullen, listen.

Now you know, some people
are born to make news,

some people
are born to write.

Listen.
There's a bigger story in this

if you'll string along
just a little bit longer.

There just ain't no bigger story.

Is it a story if Ann Summers
is found alive?

That's big I'd say, yeah.

You'll scare her off
if you print that story. Believe me.

Miss a couple of headlines column,
for her sake,

and I'll give you a call
the moment she turns up.

You know, doc,
I think you're scared.

I'm scared.

Call my desk, they'll know
where to find me.

Where is he?

Hello, Maria.
Where have you been?

I don't believe you have found him.

I have found him.

It's a trick.
You are trying to trick me.

If you believe that,
why did you come back?

I'm glad you're back, Maria.

I will take you to him.

What is this place?

Rudi is here.
He'll be here in a moment.

Dr. Hamilton...

Stay here.

This is a fine time at night
to be doing a thing like this.

It brought her back,
aren't you satisfied?

Yeah, that's her, all right.

- Did Cullen get here yet?
- Yeah he's in the press room.

Give me about three minutes,
then bring Maria.

Where can I take her?

Right there, you can use my office.

Where is he?
Where is he?

I'll bring him,

but rest first, Maria.

I will bring you Rudi.

Sit here and wait for him.

Maria, watch the light.

Watch the light.

Watch the light.
Keep your eyes on the light.

On the light.

Your eyelids are closing.

Slowly closing.

it makes you sleepy.

Sleepy.

Sleep.

Open your eyes.

When you open your eyes,
you will be at Mayerling.

You will open your eyes and see
the little angels painted on the walls.

The crystal chandeliers
with a hundred candles dancing.

There is your music box.

What is it playing, Maria?

Our waltz.

I will leave.

The next person you will see
will be the Crown Prince Rudolf.

You will see only your Rudi.

- Hello, doc, you did call?
- Hello, Cullen.

Just a second.

Hello, doc, here he is.

Hello, Morley.

Morley.

Morley.

Morley.

Who are you?

I am Crown Prince Rudolf.

All right, warden,
would you take off the cuffs, please?

You will do as you were told.

You will walk through that door
and you will find Maria.

Oh, darling how much I have
missed you!

I have been followed.
The Emperor sent Loschek after me.

Well, now your father has a valet,
a lackey spying for him.

Oh, Rudi, you are so strong.

It's so good to be
in your arms again.

Maria...

But you never smile, Rudi, even
when you kiss me, you never smile.

I have been told
never to see you again.

Up to now we aren't such a scandal.

Yes, things are going
worse with my family.

I know the Emperor hates me.

But what can we do?

This is the only way.

No, Maria I would rather die
with you than live without you.

But I am only 18,
so young to die.

There is no other way.

Loschek!

I'm such a coward and I love you so.

I must go first.

Rudi!

No, Rudi!

Freeze your arm, Morley.

You will now awaken, Morley.

Morley, you are awake.

Take him back!

Ann...

Blanks in the gun.

The top of the whole thing is this:
Hamilton had to use a real killer.

Why?

Because only a real murderer would have
pulled that trigger, even under hypnosis.

Ann, you will slowly awaken.

You will forget everything
that has happened in this room.

Maria Vetsera is dead.

Dead, Ann.

You will awaken.

You are coming awake.

You feel refreshed.
Awake.

You are Ann Summers.

Ann Summers.

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