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Oh no! Only more votes in our hearts are men. The shadow knows it.
The shadow, the face of the forces of law and order, in reality, belongs to Hanson's wealthy young man-about-town.
Years ago in the Orient, Hanson learned the strange and mysterious secret rules.
The hypnotic power to cloud men's minds so they cannot see.
Hanson's friend and companion, lovely Margo Lane.
The only person who knows the whom the voice of the invisible cat of law.
Today's drama, the nursery rhyme murder.
Brookside Hall is a private sanitarium located in a densely wooded area in the suburbs.
It's about eight o'clock in the evening as superintendent Alfred Foster walks down the corridor on his way to visit one of his patients.
Good evening, Bert. How are you?
I'm fine. Thanks, Dr. Foster. I've been waiting for you.
You'd be asleep by now, Bert.
I've been waiting for you to come and read to me.
We can't read to you every night.
But you promised. You said, if I ate all my supper, you'd read a story to me.
And I eat it all, Dr. Foster. Every bit of it. The cereal and everything.
Read to me now, please.
We told you, Bert, that after you've been here a while, we'd have to stop reading to you at night.
You're not going to read to me?
You're tired tonight.
A little fever is too, I think. I just go to sleep and in the morning.
I won't. I won't.
You promised to read me a bedtime story.
And now you broke your promise.
Bert, you mustn't get excited.
You broke your promise.
Stay where you are. Don't come any nearer.
You're bad. And I'm going to hurt you.
No, no. Take your hands off my throat.
Orderly, orderly!
I'll make you read me, Bert.
Orderly, hurry!
Bert, get him off me quick!
Let him go! Let him go!
Hey, now stay over there, Bert.
Thank you, Andrews. That was close.
You promised to read to me.
You wanted to get one of the other orderly, Dr. Foster.
Now, that's all right, Andrews.
But I just got a little excited. I can hand him over.
I don't know. I think we ought to send him over to the violent ward.
You better not send me away.
You better not out Albert.
You better not try and send me to wake.
If you do, I'll hurt you all.
I'll hurt you all bad.
Orderly, orderly!
Be quiet, Bert, and go to sleep.
Three o'clock.
I want to drink a water, Andrews.
I want to drink a water.
I want to sleep, Bert.
Please, Andrews. Please!
All right, Bert, just a second.
Okay, here's your water.
I always awful thirsty.
Here you are.
Thanks, Andrews.
Thanks!
Now, give me those keys.
No, you don't. Give them to me.
Now, I got the keys.
I'm gonna get out.
I'm going to get out.
Are you sure?
I am sorry, sir.
Sir, I am sorry.
I am sorry.
Sir, I am sorry.
Sir, I am sorry.
Sir, I am sorry.
Sir, I am sorry.
Sir, I am sorry.
Is that home?
Hello.
This is Polly Andrews.
I am Crabby Andrews-Y.
Oh yes.
Hello, Mrs. Andrews.
Is my husband there?
I'm sorry, the center's busy as men.
All the order is out in the ground,
I'm sorry, but I used to see a state best night to know.
Well, is that just it, operator?
Our cottage is at the north end of the ground.
I understand you, Mrs. Violin.
I'm here all alone.
Well, I'm psychy.
I don't know what we can do.
I'll tell Mr. Anders to phone you when he gets back here.
Well, all right, thanks.
I don't know.
The balance is endless.
Goodbye.
Who's that?
Who, who's there?
Hello, Polly.
You!
No!
No!
No!
Don't get a little polly flinder.
Saddle in the centers,
warming up pretty little toes.
A mother came into the cottage
and with her little daughter
were spoiling her nice new clothes.
I know it's presuming an hour acquaintance, but I want to thank you and Ms. Lane for coming
to my office this morning when I've phoned out at all for a blood-to-beef service.
In fact, is I need your help desperately?
You see, Lamont, I'm a psychiatrist, not a criminologist.
I don't think it's a case for the police, but I do need help in trying to find and
to escape patients.
And the searching part is our no trace of both uses last night, Dr. von?
No, Ms. Lane.
I feel particularly badly about it, too.
Bert was showing signs of violence, in fact, he attacked me yesterday.
But instead of sending him to the violent ward, I kept him here for observation.
Then you think he's capable of being a killer?
I'm afraid so, Ms. Lane.
It's kind of a case for us this patient, but not fundamentally a criminal type, but extremely
unbalanced emotionally.
During his periods of irrationality, he referred it to his childhood and lived in a complete
juvenile world.
What do you mean by that?
That went to bed when it got darky, ate his cereal faithfully, and assisted that I read
bedtime stories and nursery rhymes to him.
Bedtime stories and nursery rhymes.
Well, you've been handling the case, trying to find out as much as I can about his background,
especially as childhood.
Any luck?
Well, I haven't been able to get much out of bird himself, but his father has given
a pretty good lead.
His father?
Yes.
He's a well-to-do, but eccentric old man who used to come to visit his son devoted
every week.
Recently, he's been coming less and less.
Do you think Bert has some sort of a father complex?
Perhaps his father has been neglecting him lately?
Yes, he's become more and more unbalanced until he reached a breaking point and decided
to escape.
Yes.
Something like that, Lamont.
Bert, what the f**k?
What the f**k?
Yes, what is it?
What's the matter?
Mrs. Andrews.
Harvey Andrews' wife was murdered in a cottage last night.
Why?
They just found a strangler dead.
For the rest of it are.
It doesn't make sense.
What does it make sense?
The killer carried a body upstairs and left it in the fireplace.
This is horrible.
The poor woman's body killed up in the fireplace like this.
Very strange, resting place.
Yes.
Notice one of the things, Fred.
Yes?
Killer took the shoes off the corpse.
Why?
Why did he take the shoes off?
Why did he carry a body upstairs and put it in the fireplace?
It doesn't make sense.
What do you mean?
The torture dips a bird's mind.
He acted with a terrible logic.
I don't think I'd follow you, Lamont.
Neither do I.
You said this man bird loved their time stories and nursery rhymes.
Yes.
That's right.
Well, in my opinion, he killed this woman right out of a mother goose rhyme.
What?
Listen to this, Muggle.
Little Polly Flinders sat among the cinders, warming her pretty little toe.
Not.
The dead woman's first name was Paul.
Yes, and she sat among the cinders after me in the fireplace, Muggle.
It's in warming her pretty little toe.
Not.
The dead woman's first name was Paul.
It's in warming her pretty little toes.
No wonder the killer took a shoes off.
Precisely.
The clues are all in the rhyme.
I wonder if it's only the beginning.
What do you mean, Muggle?
I wonder if the killer's going to stop with his first name, Muggle.
Because with all the mother goose stories there are, dead can rhyme anytime.
Hello, Muggle.
I'm glad you're here.
You're right out after we got your phone call, Fred.
What's wrong?
We haven't been able to locate Harvey Andrews, the husband of the dead woman.
But it's midnight now.
You'll be looking for him all day?
Yes, Ms. Lane, ever since his wife's dead.
Andrews was out trying to find Bert with the rest of the searching party, and now he's vanished.
The woman has killed her husband to disappear.
How pardon him.
Hello?
Mr. Fox, Dr. Foxer.
Did you come out of the reception room for a minute?
Yes.
Yes, of course, Foxer.
Lamont, Ms. Lane, if you've excused me for a moment, I'm going out to the reception room.
Maybe the searching party's coming in this course.
Do you not suppose Bert has killed the orderly as well as his wife?
I don't know, Muggle.
Strange that haven't been able to locate him yet.
Oh, it's Dr. Foxer for me.
Who's that other answer?
I don't know.
I don't know, Muggle.
Strange that haven't been able to locate him yet.
It's Dr. Foxer for me.
Hello?
Oh, listen, doctor, little boy blue, come blow your horn.
The sheep's in the meadow, the cows in the corn.
Where's the boy who looks after the sheep?
He's under the haystack as the leaves.
Who is this?
Who is this?
Hello.
Hello.
What's about the water?
What's going on?
Bert, use this, Margot.
Come on, I think we better get outside.
Pass it.
Where are we going?
For the farm and back in the cemetery.
What do you expect to find out there?
It wouldn't be a surprise, Margot, if we found little boy blue.
The sheep's in the barn, they're down the ground.
It's a little too nice, but I'll test it for you.
It's got the force to be very glad we left without the margot.
Let's hold the fish right up.
Right.
Isn't the haystack next to the barn?
It needs to move.
Come on, Margot.
Careful, we may be walking onto a trap.
Here we are.
The pitchfork.
I'm going to start digging.
Come on.
What do you expect to find?
Killer's given us a clue, Margot.
Find that horse.
Come on, come on.
There's a body under this hand.
Who's Andrews?
He's wearing a blue orderly shack.
Yes, Margot.
Little boy.
Only this little boy blue isn't just fast asleep.
He's dead.
Come on, listen.
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What is this your first date?
Oh, no.
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Need a human, him to a bird.
Yeah, the bird looks out of your league anyways.
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They all traded up to Geico commercial auto insurance for all his business vehicles.
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Yep, they sure are.
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It's only one place with coverage that fits his business and bottom line.
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What is this your first date?
Oh, no.
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Ah!
Margo and LaHont.
In search of a nursery right killer.
I'll add bookside form to the office of Superintendents.
I'll be faster.
We say you heard the killers laugh after you found the body in the month.
Yes, we ran after him, but lost in the doctor's friend.
They said it was a little boy.
Flinders, then it was a little boy blue.
I wonder who Bert will take next.
I can guess his next victim.
Who?
Who?
Myself.
You?
I'm very of the same thing Fred.
Bert hated me as much as he hated Andrews.
As I see it, he went to Andrews house to kill him.
And found Andrews wasn't there and killed his wife instead.
And he caught Andrews in the ground later and killed him and buried him under the head.
Yes, and logically.
Well, I come next.
Could be right.
I'm afraid I am.
But we've got to find this man.
We've got to.
The police have a statewide dragnet up here and now.
Yes, they're so busy covering the highways and terminals.
I wonder if they haven't given the most logical place a very fast examination.
The most logical thing?
Yes.
I think we'd better have a talk with Bert's father in the month.
I wouldn't be surprised if he knew a great deal more about where his son was hiding.
Good idea.
Come on now and get my thing.
No, it won't be necessary.
What do you mean?
You're not going with us, Fred. It's not safe.
Oh, but I...
You admitted yourself you're probably next on Bert's list.
Yes.
Here's where the psychiatrist.
I'm the criminal.
Just remember.
We'll phone you here at the office as soon as we've seen Old Man used to.
We're all right.
Thanks, the month.
We'll get it.
Come on, month.
And so Mr. Eustace, a doctor forster suggestion, we decided to come here to see you.
I see.
I know you're anxious to find Bert as we are, Mr. Eustace.
Yes, I am, ma'am.
Then if we could just step inside for a moment, Mr. Eustace, and stop here.
All right.
All right, step inside.
Thank you.
Thank you.
I know you're anxious to find Bert as we are, Mr. Eustace.
Yes, ma'am.
All right.
All right, step inside.
Thank you.
Thought of me into the power.
This way.
What?
It really is.
Check it out.
Should I see anything like this old muscle limb?
No, and I don't bring anybody else out to the last 60 years.
There we are.
It's a little dusty.
You haven't used the power for some time.
Sit down.
Thank you.
You live here all alone, Mr. Eustace?
Yes.
Yes, I do.
I think they're all alone ever since Bertram went away.
I miss him very much.
And before that, Mr. Eustace?
Before that, it was just Bertram and I.
Bertram's mother has been dead almost 48 years.
I see.
You know, of course, that Bert lived the hospital.
Yes, I know.
You read it in the papers, I suppose?
No, I didn't read it in the papers.
I know it, though.
I know it.
You couldn't, by any chance, tell us where Bert is now.
Could you, Mr. Eustace?
I don't know, Mr. Cranston.
I don't know.
What's that?
Oh, is that noise?
I might have been the cat.
He must have knocked something over upstairs.
There's hardly the footsteps of a cat, Mr. Eustace.
Yeah, daddy.
Must be someone else in the house.
I think there is.
And I better find out.
And back here, Mr. Eustace.
The Eustace.
Pick them up.
He's knocking the door.
The Eustace.
Okay.
Both of you.
That certainly has, Margot.
Well, locked in.
It looks like he's away with you, close.
Yes, while we're breaking out of the polydomebo with Mr. Eustace
and Bert have disappeared.
Come on, Margot.
We've got to make sure we're down this corridor.
Stay close to me.
Don't worry.
It's not a guy.
I just ran into another of those darn spiderwebs.
Spiderweb won't hurt you.
Maybe not, but there was a spider in the middle of this one.
No wonder break was unbalanced living in this old mansion.
It's the queer old duck like Eustace for her father.
He's certainly.
I'm not going to listen.
Spread.
He got scared of me for a moment.
Oh!
What?
Come on, Margot.
Down the end of this corridor here.
Must be a flight of stairs there.
Kill the stairs.
Ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha.
God.
He's up there.
Top of stairs.
You see, you see ganders.
Where shall I wander?
Up there's a downstairs.
And in my lady's chamber.
There I met a man who would not say his prayers.
I took him by the left leg and threw down the stairs.
Oh, Margot must be Mr. Eustace.
Poor old man.
Wait a second.
I have a look.
There's a flash.
Here the old boy is.
What's the matter?
Margot, this isn't Mr. Eustace.
Who is this?
No.
It's perred.
But the Margot, Mr. Eustace, couldn't have just vanished into thin air.
Looks as if he did, Margot.
We certainly went over every inch of the house.
We really think we can pick up his trail at Dr. Foster's house.
That's the most logical place to look for him now.
Well, that's Fred's place on the head.
Here we are.
Have you died?
Thanks.
Now, if we can just...
What's the matter?
Well, I saw something in the car headlines.
What?
To give a man back there behind the garage.
Look, that old man who stole my rod.
Margot, I'm going around back.
You're going to Fred's house, telling me I was delayed.
Be careful, darling.
Please, that old man is a crazy killer.
Shadow's going to set a trap, Margot.
This time, I think the crazy killer has spoken his last mystery, Ryan.
I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry.
Good thing.
Yes, I saw the same figure Lamont saw when I stopped to pick up the mail.
Oh, Mr. Houston.
Yes, and he left this in the mailbox.
What is it?
The note.
Listen.
Dr. Foster went to Gloucester.
In a shower of rain, he stepped in a puddle up to his middle.
I never went there again.
Then old Mr. Houston is here.
Lamont did see me.
He must have.
It must mean that crazy killer is going to creep into this house and murder me in the night.
He's out of his mind.
None of us is safe anymore.
We're all.
But this is strange.
What is it?
The killer really hits close.
Here's another note.
Here on my desk.
Houston must have slipped in through the window and left.
Another note.
Yes.
And the odd part about it is.
It's addressed to you.
Please.
Yes.
Read it.
See?
Marjorie Thor.
Jackie shall have a new master.
He shall have but a ten-year day.
Of course he can't work any faster.
I don't understand.
Marjorie Thor.
It's almost like Margo.
I mean the killer.
I mean.
I'm afraid he means you, Miss Lane.
Margo.
Marjorie.
It's very close, aren't they?
Close enough for all practical purposes.
Dr. Foster.
Why are you looking at me like that?
It's a nice rhyme, isn't it?
Here's a swing into it.
See so.
Marjorie Thor.
Jackie shall have a new master.
He shall have but a ten-year day.
Because he can't work any faster.
You're the nursery rhyme killer.
Yes, Miss Lane, I am.
I love nursery rhymes.
What a hubbuck.
Went to a cupboard to get a poor dog.
A bowl.
Little Jack Horner sat on the corner eating his Christmas pie.
Jack and Joe went up the hill.
Peter, Peter, Pupkin, Peter.
Oh, these poor monsters.
Who's in this room?
I don't see anyone.
Someone I can't see.
Who are you?
You like to hear a little nursery rhyme, Dr. Foster?
Who are you?
I have a little shadow that goes in and out with me.
What can be the use of him is more than I can see.
Stop very, very likely from the heels up to the head.
And I see him jump before me when I jump into my head.
Stop it! Stop it!
I'm going back!
On that already, Foster.
Your mind is being clouded by the dog shadows you profess to study.
Who are you?
Who are you?
The shadow, Foster.
Shadow here to see Justice Dunn.
You thought you could blame these murders unburdened on his father.
He became so obsessed with his case that your own mind broke under the street.
Let me out of here.
I'm causing it out.
No, Foster.
The state has a place for you.
A place where never again will you be allowed loose among society.
A place where you can safely recite nursery rhymes.
Your heart's content.
Well, that's the whole story, Margo.
Foster wasn't a doctor at all.
He was just a clever quack who else mounted himself.
He became so obsessed with abnormal cases such as birth uses.
He became unbalanced himself.
Is that it?
That's right, Margo.
Birth escape must have been the snapping point for Foster's mind.
He went on a rampage blaming everything on birth.
And when we went to see Old Man Eustace,
Foster was afraid we'd find birth.
Get the truth out of him.
So he had to get rid of Burton and shift the blame to the father.
When Foster was one poor Andrews son,
it's his voice we read on the phone.
So it's greatness while there was completely innocent.
That's right, Margo.
I still don't see why he called you in on the case when he was guilty tomorrow.
And that's how he outsmarted himself.
He didn't want a risk calling in the authorities,
but he did need an outsider to verify his alibi's and collaborate his statements.
I'm a criminologist.
We've met before.
Seems like the logical choice.
Interesting.
Well, after that case, there's one thing I'm sure of.
No, what's that, Margo?
If I ever have to read to a child again,
it's going to be from the encyclopedia Britannica.
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