Night of the Ghouls (1959) Movie Script
I am Criswell.
For many years I've told you the almost
unbelievable related to the unreal.
And showed it to be more than fact.
Now I tell you a tale of
the threshold people.
So astounding that some
of you might faint.
This is a story of those
in the twilight time.
Once human. Now monsters.
In a world between the
living and the dead.
Monsters to be pitied.
Monsters to be despised.
"For our talk, I must take you
to your town. Any town."
"A police station."
"Activity of the day and night."
Where do I report a stolen car?
- At the end of the hall, ma'am.
Thank you.
"Activity. Some of which the police
are quite willing to admit."
I got a purse snatcher here.
What is your name?
- John Doe.
A wise-guy, huh?
- Yes, sir.
No. He isn't here.
I'll tell him when he comes in.
Okay.
I asked you your name.
I said. It's John Doe.
Okay, John Doe.
Sign your real name right here.
I can't sign. I can't write.
Write your real name. Make it fast.
Come on.
- I'm a bit nervous.
When you get through with him,
take him down and throw him in a cell.
Kelton.
- Yes, sir?
Take Mr and Mrs Edwards
down to the waiting room.
Right, sir.
I want to thank you for all
your help, Sergeant Crandel.
That's what we're here for, sir.
But it was a nightmare of horror.
There now, Martha dear. There, there.
We're going now. We're going now.
We'll have an ambulance
here in a little while.
It was horrible.
The police will take care of everything.
Oh .. that horrible face.
And those long fingers.
I'll never forget it until
the last day that I live.
Come on now, dear. Come on.
Come this way.
- Right down the hall.
"This is how it began."
"An incident the police
were fearful to admit."
"Daily newspapers, radio and TV dare to
show examples of juvenile delinquency."
"It seems juvenile delinquency is a
problem for law enforcement officers."
"But is this the major
horror of our time?"
"Is this violence and terror
the small few perpetrate .."
"The most horrible and
terrifying of all crimes .."
"That our civil servants
must investigate?"
"The National Safety Council keeps
accurate records on highway fatalities."
"They can even predict how many deaths
will come on a drunken holiday weekend."
"But what records are kept?"
"What information is there?"
"How many of you know
the horror, the terror .."
"I will now reveal to you?"
Karen. Karen.
"The work of a maniac was credited
with the murder of this boy and girl."
"You remember the stories your
newspapers carried of the incident."
"But let us see what really happened."
Hall.
Yes, sir?
Call the hospital and have
them send an ambulance.
For the old couple?
- That's right.
I thought something was mighty wrong
with the way they raced in here.
White as a sheet. The old woman
looked like she'd seen a ghost.
Maybe they both did.
Kelton.
- Yes, sir?
Where is Bradley?
I told him, Inspector Robbins.
But he isn't here.
I'm not blind. I can see he's not here.
When he does get here, send him in here.
Yes, sir.
Boy, it's sure cold in Inspector
Robbins' office tonight.
Maybe he's got a cold problem.
You get on the radio
about that ambulance.
As good as on the air right now.
Thank you very much.
- You're welcome.
Well, speak of the devil.
Oh my, don't we look pretty tonight.
Look, boys. Jealousy gets you nowhere.
What does the inspector want?
Why don't you just tippy-toe
in there and find out?
Now that you mention it,
I just might do that.
Come in.
Inspector Robbins.
Lieutenant Bradford is outside.
Send him in.
- Yes, sir.
Come in here.
Your call got me just as I
was getting out of the shower.
What's so important that it
couldn't wait until tomorrow?
Yeah?
Tell him we have to wait awhile.
And Crandel.
Don't call me until I get
through with Bradford.
Well.
What the well-dressed police
lieutenant will wear.
Pretty neat, huh?
But I can't see a place to carry a gun.
Who needs a gun at an opera opening?
It's all according to who's singing.
I wasn't thinking of an opera.
Now wait a minute, Inspector.
Let's not get any ideas.
It shouldn't take you too long.
No. Not on your life. Not tonight.
Just right down your line.
It will be a cinch.
Besides, there's nobody else I can
send on this type of investigation.
Look, Inspector.
I've had these tickets for three months.
And that curtain goes
up in exactly one hour.
And Sally is waiting out in the car.
If I remember correctly, Sally's
apartment is on the way over here.
Her apartment will be on the way back.
You can drop her off.
Over my dead body.
I'd prefer it the other way.
- Look, I'm not going.
You're a cop. You'll go.
- Look. Why me?
Why not Lewis or Crandel or Smitty?
Smitherton. There's the boy for you.
Just the type.
He's a real go-getter.
- Give me a match.
As I said before.
You're the only with
experience along these lines.
What lines?
It could be ghosts.
Come on now, Inspector.
That's right.
The old house on Willows Lake.
What happened?
A little while ago, a farmer
and his wife charged in here.
It seems they'd taken a shortcut along
the old road to Willows Lake.
You mean the road that goes by the old
house I investigated a few years ago?
The one destroyed by lightning?
That's right.
You knew someone rebuilt it, didn't you?
- No. I didn't.
Well, somebody did.
Anyway, as the old couple drove
along a storm was coming up.
You know how bad that
road is, even at its best.
Henry, stop driving so fast.
It makes me nervous.
Why did you ever take a road like this?
Why didn't you stay on the main highway?
I'd have taken that shortcut
over the mountains.
Knocked about ten miles off our trip.
Of all the nights for Albert to meet us.
Well, the doctor said my
sister was in bad shape.
What else could we do?
- I know. I know, but ..
Driving in this storm weather
doesn't help my nerves.
It ain't storming yet.
No. But I bet it will be before
we cross this here mountain.
Stop your fretting.
I'm doing the driving and
I know what I'm doing.
Goldarn it.
It's as dark as pitch out there.
I can't see a thing.
Where are we?
Well, we passed ..
By the old cemetery
about five minutes ago.
We must be getting near that
old house at Willows Lake.
Willows Lake?
You mean that place where that
mad doctor made monsters?
It ain't no use getting excited.
The doctor and the monsters were
destroyed years ago by lightning.
Is that it?
Yep.
That's it.
Spooky, ain't it?
Henry.
You'll get us killed yet.
Keep quiet.
Let's get out of here. I don't
like this place. It frightens me.
I'm trying to, but this
danged starter won't start.
Henry.
Henry. Slow down.
Slow down never.
I'll keep this gas-buggy going until we
get out of the goldarned neighborhood.
Where is the old couple now?
They were pretty shook up. I sent them
to the general hospital for a sedative.
The old house, huh?
Well, it brings back memories.
Yeah. Mostly unpleasant.
It isn't the first time I've had reports
of strange sightings around here lately.
It's been going on for months.
How come I haven't
heard about this before?
You're usually anxious to give
me these screwball assignments.
I sent a man out there the first time.
His report came back negative.
I figured the stories of the place since
the doctor and his monsters were killed.
Was just a figment of
someone's wild imagination.
Now, after this incident
I'm not so sure.
Anyway, I want you to go out
there and have a look around.
It has to be tonight, huh?
Lieutenant.
Any kid knows that ghosts
only operate at night.
Yeah. So I heard.
That's why you have to go out there
and find out once and for all.
Better take somebody with you in
case you do run into something.
Well, I'm not expecting anything.
But you're the boss.
Anybody you want special?
No. I give you the honor
of selecting someone.
Alright. Take Kelton.
- Kelton?
If I was expecting any trouble,
he'd be the last man I'd want.
But I suppose, under the circumstances
he's as good as anybody.
Kelton.
Yes, sir?
- Come in here.
Yes, sir?
I want you to accompany
Lieutenant Bradford.
Yes, sir.
Isn't it late to rent a dress-suit?
Don't crack wise with me, Kelton.
Yes, sir. Where are we going?
Bring a patrol car around front. You're
going to the old house on Willows Lake.
Yes, sir.
Willows Lake?
The old house on Willow's Lake.
You mean where all the
monsters come from?
You heard me.
- But ..
No 'Buts' about it. Get going.
Yes, sir.
Kelton.
Yes, sir?
Get an extra box of 0.38s
and take them with you.
You think we'll need them?
Just in case, Kelton. Just in case.
I don't think I'm going to like this.
Kelton, will you please
just carry out the orders?
Monsters.
Space people.
Mad doctors.
They didn't teach me about such
things in the police academy.
Yet that's all I've been assigned
to since I came on active duty.
Why do I always get picked for
these creepy details all the time?
I resign.
Kelton.
So help me, if you don't
get the hell out of here ..
You're all against me.
The whole police force is against me.
The whole city is against me.
I resign.
How he ever passed a police
examination I'll never know.
Get in touch with me
as soon as you return.
Okay.
Even if I'm at home, get to me first.
Before you make any reports.
I don't want the police department
to look foolish. This could ruin us.
You don't want the police
department to look foolish?
What do you think I'll look like?
Chasing a ghost in a full dress-suit.
Brad. Look the place over.
The grounds. The old cemetery.
The old house.
This could be serious.
More serious than we think.
So don't leave yourself open
in case of any emergency.
Now, Inspector. Don't worry about me.
Go to it.
I'll go out in my car.
And make sure Kelton gets out
there with that radio car.
"Police Lieutenant Daniel Bradford."
"Forty years of age.
Fifteen years with the department."
"In the official files
he is a Lieutenant."
"In charge of special investigations."
"A broad description
of his actual duties."
"But confidentially."
"Although the department
cannot and will not admit it."
"Lieutenant Daniel Bradford
is a Ghost-Chaser."
"The supernatural is a strange
profession for any police officer."
"But even with years of
experience in this field."
"Lieutenant Bradford could not know .."
"Strange eyes were
watching his every move."
"Strange eyes."
"That were the actual cause of his
return to that house on Willows Lake."
That clapper on the door was
meant for announcing visitors.
I'm afraid I owe you an apology.
- Obviously.
What is the meaning of this
intrusion on our privacy?
There are others in this house?
- Many.
The living and those gone beyond.
The dead.
But I cannot see why
it's any of your affair.
The living and the dead?
Yes.
Yes.
Then.
I've found the right place at last.
Perhaps I've been
hasty in assailing you.
Maybe you've come for a consultation
with a loved one who has passed on?
Would ..
Would I seek this sanctuary
for any other reason?
I see no other reason.
I am Dr. Acula. Your host.
My name is Bradford.
Dan Bradford.
Our resurrection chamber is on the other
side of the house below ground level.
Would you follow me please?
I've had it. I quit.
Haven't you taken off
for Willows Lake yet?
Nobody will give me a patrol car.
I've had a busy day, Kelton.
I haven't had a bite to eat since noon.
Now it's nearly midnight.
I want to go home where my wife of 15
years has a hot roast waiting for me.
What do you mean,
you can't get a patrol car?
Captain Miles has them for a clean-up.
For all the patrol cars.
Who's on duty at the carpool tonight?
- Sergeant Carlos.
Carlos.
Inspector Robbins.
I want a patrol car
out front immediately.
Kelton will pick it up.
Well .. you are an inspector.
Crandel. I'm going home.
I'll leave by the back door
so I don't get stopped again.
You must watch your step.
The passage ahead will be very dark.
[ Bell chimes ]
That's the old clock
on the cemetery tower.
We must hurry on to the others.
Strange things are said to happen
when the tower bell tolls at midnight.
"Near the old bell tower
in the ancient cemetery."
"Another strange incident
was about to happen."
To the untrained mind it is
the scream of the white ghost.
She died two centuries ago.
She's the first I raised from
the other side of the grave.
She has never left in all these years.
These dark passageways and
weird sounds are disturbing.
I'm not used to it.
Give yourself time, Mr Bradford.
You'll learn.
You should have stayed
with the others, Mr Darmoor.
So many nights of waiting.
- I know.
It's been months since I discussed the
arising of my dear departed Lucille.
When may I see her again?
Those that are gone longer.
Are much more difficult to raise.
However, I am in touch
with the spirit world.
And you may see your wife on the
second Friday of the fifth month.
That's in two days.
Even now, she rests in this room.
It isn't that I doubt
your word, Dr. Acula.
But I must see her once more.
- And see her you shall.
Patience is the only rewarding virtue.
May I look into the room?
If you wish. But only from the doorway.
In just a moment.
Rest must not be disturbed.
I understand.
Now, life is being restored to her with
the scented candles, spices and oils.
And her shroud from the
ancient tombs of Egypt.
I believe you, Doctor.
Now you may return to the others.
To witness the joy of
another glorious arising.
Yes, Dr. Acula.
Shall we also go?
The arising. It is expensive?
Each arising has its own problems.
If only I could be of service
without remuneration.
I only trust that I may be of some
help to you soon, Mr Bradford.
I'm sure you will, Dr. Acula.
"The house was not all that remained
of the old scientist's horrors."
"Patrolman Kelton arrived
at the old house."
"Only to find Lieutenant
Bradford's car empty."
"And Lieutenant Bradford
nowhere to be seen."
"Patrolman Paul Kelton ."
"29 years of age.
Four years with the department."
"Eager for the glory of the uniform."
"But wide-eyed with fear at the thought
of actually being on special duty."
"Unfortunately, though eager."
"Not what the department usually
looks for in their officers."
Car 4 to headquarters. Kelton here.
Car 4 to headquarters. Kelton here.
What do you want now, Kelton?
Get me Inspector Robbins. And quick.
He went home half an hour ago.
Get him.
He said not to be disturbed anymore
tonight except by Lieutenant Bradford.
Tell him to send me some help.
I've just seen some ghosts out here.
Who's been spiking your beat-juice?
This is no time for silly jokes.
Tell Inspector Robbins what I said.
Tell him I've been over the whole place.
Nobody is here except those ghosts.
Lieutenant Bradford's car
is right next to mine.
But he ain't no place to be found.
I'll be damned if I'm going
in that haunted house alone.
It's a nest of nuts.
There's a whole lot of them.
Take it easy.
Take it easy. I'll do what I can.
Do it now.
A guy could get killed around here.
Ted. Come in here a minute.
Give this to Sergeant Crandel.
This guy is nuts.
Since Mrs Wingate Yates Foster,
through my benevolent society ..
Wishes the arising of her dear
departed husband Wingate.
Tonight we bring him from that which was
thought to be his final resting place.
Through my powers of the supernatural.
I .. and I alone can bring
him to this room tonight.
From that place in the
deep blackness of death.
From which no visitor is to return.
Where the sun is seen to rise.
And the sun is seen to set.
Where the gracious moon
comes from the east.
In its long journey across
the night sky to the west.
Wingate Foster.
Through the powers of Dr. Acula.
Will again be permitted to walk.
Many questions wish to be
answered by those left behind.
Can only be answered by
those who have gone on.
Those with the all-seeing eye.
Such is our desire tonight.
For Mrs Wingate Yates Foster.
The light of mortal existence will die.
Only the spiritual light may
prevail within this room.
We are waiting, spirits of
the dark world beyond.
We are awaiting your judgment.
Your all-glorious knowledge
of truth and righteousness.
I feel the strength
of Dr. Acula's command.
My spirit now returns to
the body it once used.
Dearest Maud.
You wish my advice on
your forthcoming marriage.
I have consulted with the Prince
of Darkness who rules my destiny.
So now it is my fond desire.
In knowing it is right.
You should marry again.
Though he whom you have
chosen may be younger in years.
He is strong.
Strong in health.
Strong to take care of you.
To handle your business
and your person all affairs.
He will do fine things for
those remaining years.
Until you join with me
here in the afterworld.
He will be of great
inspiration and help.
Be good to him.
Be confident.
Permit him a free hand
in leading you always.
A hand strong in the way of truth.
A truth directed by all
that you hold right.
A truth which all those of
the dark world believe.
Now I grow weary.
Weak.
The strain of spanning the
everlasting is so tiring.
How say you, Maud?
Maud, tell us.
I'm so happy you feel this way, Wingate.
It means so much to me.
And I have been so lonely.
All these years alone.
I leave now.
Until we meet again.
Come to me with your problems
and I will guide you.
Believe in me.
And believe in our new
friend of your world.
Dr. Acula.
Your total faith in him is all-important
for our meeting in your world.
Remember, Maud dear.
Do all that I have directed until
we meet here in my world.
Goodbye for now, my dear.
"The momentary
distraction of Dr. Acula."
"Gave him time to locate one of the
man secret doors in the draped room."
"Lieutenant Bradford had seen the
workings of Dr. Acula in the meeting."
"Now he must find proof of this
vicious, crooked racket."
"Which preys on the innocent."
Excuse me, please.
What do you want?
- I'm frightened.
Of what?
There's a policeman
hanging around outside.
So what? There's been policemen
on the grounds before.
They haven't found
anything and they won't.
But there's something more.
There's something else out there.
Something I don't understand.
It scared me nearly to death.
And if you don't stop screaming,
you'll have us all in the soup.
I tell you I was frightened.
Of what?
That's what I'm trying to tell you.
There's something else out there.
I noticed it several times
tonight and then ..
Suddenly, I saw it up close.
Saw what?
I think .. ghosts.
Sheila, you're a fool.
I'm the one who creates
ghosts around here.
Me. Me and nobody else.
Don't tell me my pitch is
having its effect on you too.
I've seen them.
In the brush. In the cemetery.
Dark shapes that melt into the fog.
Even that policeman saw
one a little while ago.
He emptied his pistol at it.
I tell you I'm scared.
No-one is going to
ruin this setup for me.
I've got this Wingate Foster
dame right where I want her.
She'll be passing the cash out so fast
the gigolo won't be able to grab it.
And he's splitting the take with me.
It will be a big pay-off from now on.
Darmoor is ready to be taken too.
Just as soon as I produce his
Lucille in a couple of days.
You're supposed to be scaring
the people away from here.
Not letting them scare you.
Now get ready for your performance.
Oh yeah.
Jeffrey is Lucille's cousin. Also dead.
Call for him tonight.
That will also impress Darmoor.
Here's what you do.
"With Dr. Acula absent."
"Lieutenant Bradford saw the
chance to make the next move."
"He entered into a hall he did not
remember from his previous visit there."
Tony.
Where's Mr Bradford?
I don't know.
Find Lobo and send
him to me immediately.
Yes, Dr. Acula.
"Lieutenant Bradford
found the staircase."
The staircase he remembered so
well from the days long ago.
"When he had been investigating
the mad scientist and his monsters."
"The skylight where he had once
entered years ago now was barred."
"Foiling entry or exit."
"He remembered the cold,
clammy sensation of the railings."
"Cold and clammy like the dead."
"Yes. The railing was the
same as he remembered it."
"Perhaps colder."
"Perhaps more startling."
"His mind fought to
dwell in the present."
"Yet it continued to
deal with the past."
"One could almost read his thoughts."
It's only a metal railing.
Probably, this Dr. Acula character
has that railing rigged up too.
If I remember right, the floor
above there is a lot of storerooms.
I wonder if I can find
something there to go on.
That's strange.
The ringing of the staircase is so much
louder at night than during the day.
One of Dr. Acula's storerooms.
Lighting equipment. Props.
Scenery. Sets.
An old organ.
What a theater group
could do with these.
Ten of them. All from Kelton.
Operations has been trying
to find you for over an hour.
I had him go right home.
I stopped at the DA's house.
I wonder what that fool
Kelton is doing now.
Ghosts.
Kelton.
One day I swear I'll break him in two.
According to operations,
he was pretty excited.
Can you show me a day he's not excited?
He claims to have shot at something.
- Yeah. Probably his own shadow.
What are we going to do?
What are we going to do?
We'll wait for him to make a report.
He got me back to the
office at this time of night.
If Kelton had any stripes
I'd take them away from him.
I think I'll promote him
so I can do just that.
You got to admit there's more
to it than meets the eye.
Why do you say that?
I don't think you'd send Bradford out
on a wild-goose-chase if there wasn't.
Yeah. I know.
I know, Crandel.
Get out there.
Make sure it isn't Kelton's
hallucinations again.
Right.
Remember.
We must keep this from the newspapers
until we know what we're looking for.
Get your information from
Bradford and not Kelton.
That goes without saying.
Crandel. Just a minute.
Maybe I should go with you.
I have to stay here all night anyway.
Good.
I'd be happy for your company.
Besides, you know this area better.
Alright. Let's go.
The hall leading to the old laboratory.
It hasn't changed much
in all these years.
The old scientist's control
room used to be over here.
I wonder what it's used for now.
It's not locked.
Just another of Dr. Acula's gimmicks.
What a strange look
there is to that face.
I wonder what it's made of.
I've got to give him credit.
He uses good material.
Strange.
If I didn't know better I could
swear she was breathing.
I understand undertakes
have a way of doing that.
It's really lifelike.
It must be controlled
by the room downstairs.
Even this skin feels real.
Say.
I wonder if this could be a
fancy type of embalming job.
Ah well. Back to work.
That Acula guy is a genius.
"A genius."
"Yes, Lieutenant Bradford."
"More than you will ever know."
Mr Bradford.
It's good to see you are alright.
We were disturbed that you might
have become lost in our corridors.
It became stuffy in the chamber
and I wanted a breath of fresh air.
I couldn't find my way
back to the chamber.
Or back to the outside
either for that matter.
I wonder why you really
went into the corridors.
I just told you.
Sure you did.
What's this all about?
It is my suggestion you don't
struggle too violently.
Lobo could break your
back without trying.
Be so kind to be still
while I search you.
It doesn't look like I
can do much about it.
This is interesting.
I wonder what else we can find.
'Lieutenant Bradford'.
Why should the police
be interested in me?
What's your real
purpose in coming here?
Earlier tonight an elderly couple were
driving through the grounds near here.
They claimed they saw a ghost and
reported it to the police department.
You've had experience with ghosts?
I've had experience
with this house before.
The old scientist and his monsters.
Lobo here served him well.
He almost burned to death when fire
destroyed the laboratory above.
So, where do we go from here?
It is regrettable.
You do not go anywhere.
You're going to kill me?
What would you do in my position?
That's rather foolish, you know.
What makes you think you'll
get away with a thing like that?
I've gotten away with it before.
Lobo, we'll take him to
the mortuary room.
Wait.
The room light is on.
Lock him in there for the time being.
Go and get the intruder.
Go!
I am searching.
I am searching.
It's cold here.
Let everyone stay where they are.
You're all under arrest.
I don't know what this is all about
or what you're all doing here.
I'm holding you all here until someone
tells me where Lieutenant Bradford is.
Again. A salute to
the Prince of Darkness.
Always there is an unbeliever
to defy the supernatural.
The unbeliever is a
scourge to the world.
Down with whoever they may be.
The will of the Prince
of Darkness shall be done.
"Lieutenant Bradford could not know
what he would find in this room."
"But he had seen Lobo wounded."
"And the trail of blood
led across the room."
"Towards a coffin at the back wall."
Due to all the interruptions
tonight, we shall conclude.
Until our next schedule descent into
the everlasting pit of darkness.
Peace go with you, my friends.
Come, Maud.
Thank you, Dr. Acula.
Dr. Acula.
Yes, Mr Darmoor?
Those disturbances.
They won't harm the arising
of my dear Lucille?
Nothing can stop the raising of the dead
once my power has contacted them.
I was beginning to worry.
Faith is of the utmost importance
when raising the dead, Mr Darmoor.
There have been times of late when
I feared you were losing yours.
No. It isn't that at all.
It was just that I was a bit unnerved.
That policeman shooting and all.
- The man was undoubtedly mad.
It must have been that way.
This I hope will restore your
complete confidence in me.
Whatever it is, it will be of
aid to your beloved Lucille.
Goodnight, Mr Darmoor.
- Goodnight, Dr. Acula.
Ten thousand bucks.
Barnum sure was right.
The guy was a giant.
Almost as big as a house.
When he hit me I felt like I'd
run right into a mountain.
I know what you mean. I tangled
with him a few minutes ago myself.
I don't like getting beat
up by these ghouls.
You know, sometimes I feel that I'm the
whipping-boy of the whole police force.
We'll go into that later.
Right now, I want to get out of here to
the patrol car and radio for some help.
I radioed a dozen times.
- Well, I'll try this time.
Do you mind if I rest a minute?
Then I'll be ready.
Okay. I'll take a look around.
Still worried?
Ten thousand dollars.
That helps to soothe my
nerves rather quickly.
Things are going so well around
here I hate to leave the old place.
We're leaving?
Just as fast as we can get out of here.
But where are we going?
We'll find another spook-house near
an old cemetery and set up shop again.
Any place away from here.
A long ways away.
Those two policemen will soon be missed.
There will be more to follow.
That's too bad.
Just when that old woman was so
close to shelling out the big money.
What about Lobo?
- He's served his usefulness.
We'll leave him here.
He won't like that.
- Ha.
He won't know we're
gone until it's too late.
Besides, I don't think
he'll last too long.
That policeman put three
bullets right in his chest.
If that had happened to another guy
he'd have been finished on the spot.
Where is he now?
I haven't seen him since he took
that policeman to the mortuary room.
That hallway is clear.
How do you feel now?
Okay, I guess.
If you feel okay, let's get
out of this place then.
Can't be too soon for me.
- Okay.
You're still a little woozy?
I guess I am.
- Just take it easy. We'll make it.
What can we do against
that giant without guns?
We cross that bridge when we come to it.
I know I hit him when I shot.
But he just didn't die.
- I know.
This store looks familiar. Let's try it.
That draped room again.
You know, this crazy room has
more doors than a fun house.
There's my hat.
- Keep your voice down, will you?
Those characters will
find us soon enough.
Look!
Those were shots.
- They came from the drape room.
It's the police. They got Lobo.
- Where are they now?
Up in the drape room.
- Get up there and hold them off.
How?
- You've got a gun.
Oh. Yes.
- Use it.
We're trapped.
- No, we're not.
If that jerk can hold them off we can
get out through the mortuary room.
He's a big one alright.
Any more of them?
- There's at least three.
A phoney swami and his
girlfriend who is a phony ghost.
They have another guy around
here who is a phony ghost.
Which way?
Through those doors is our best bet.
Hold it.
We got him.
Paul, are you alright?
- I'm okay.
You guys go on ahead.
I'll go back to the radio car.
It only nicked my arm.
Let's get on with it.
The locked door will give us
just that much more time.
Good evening, Dr. Acula.
We have been expecting you.
Who are you?
You ask who we are.
Yet it was you who
called for our return.
This is impossible.
I hired actors to play the dead.
They're not my actors.
Your powers were even stronger
than you yourself realized.
You have brought us back from the grave.
Once every thirteen years when
called by a strong medium such as you.
We are given a brief
twelve hours of freedom.
From our deep pit of darkness.
Those few hours.
Are almost gone.
We must return to the grave.
You will accompany us there.
I've lost the key.
I'll try the back door.
Take him to the crypt.
It is time.
For you to join the others.
In the grave.
Well, at least we know
where Dr. Acula is.
What about those?
Yeah. There's a lot of things about
this case I don't understand.
We know he was a phony
medium bilking people.
Now he's dead.
How did he die?
Where did those bones come from?
You say they weren't here
when you were here before?
That's right.
But there they are.
Maybe the bodies have gone
back where they came from.
Yea. Sure.
The grave.
You're nuts.
What about the blond girlfriend?
The phony ghost you were mentioning.
What about the girlfriend?
She's still around here someplace.
- Unless.
She has become a real ghost.
"File closed."
"The police had only opinions
as to the true ending."
"It was only patrolman Kelton's guess
that could be considered the closest."
And now we return to our grave.
The old.
And the new.
And you.
May join us soon.
..r-s..
For many years I've told you the almost
unbelievable related to the unreal.
And showed it to be more than fact.
Now I tell you a tale of
the threshold people.
So astounding that some
of you might faint.
This is a story of those
in the twilight time.
Once human. Now monsters.
In a world between the
living and the dead.
Monsters to be pitied.
Monsters to be despised.
"For our talk, I must take you
to your town. Any town."
"A police station."
"Activity of the day and night."
Where do I report a stolen car?
- At the end of the hall, ma'am.
Thank you.
"Activity. Some of which the police
are quite willing to admit."
I got a purse snatcher here.
What is your name?
- John Doe.
A wise-guy, huh?
- Yes, sir.
No. He isn't here.
I'll tell him when he comes in.
Okay.
I asked you your name.
I said. It's John Doe.
Okay, John Doe.
Sign your real name right here.
I can't sign. I can't write.
Write your real name. Make it fast.
Come on.
- I'm a bit nervous.
When you get through with him,
take him down and throw him in a cell.
Kelton.
- Yes, sir?
Take Mr and Mrs Edwards
down to the waiting room.
Right, sir.
I want to thank you for all
your help, Sergeant Crandel.
That's what we're here for, sir.
But it was a nightmare of horror.
There now, Martha dear. There, there.
We're going now. We're going now.
We'll have an ambulance
here in a little while.
It was horrible.
The police will take care of everything.
Oh .. that horrible face.
And those long fingers.
I'll never forget it until
the last day that I live.
Come on now, dear. Come on.
Come this way.
- Right down the hall.
"This is how it began."
"An incident the police
were fearful to admit."
"Daily newspapers, radio and TV dare to
show examples of juvenile delinquency."
"It seems juvenile delinquency is a
problem for law enforcement officers."
"But is this the major
horror of our time?"
"Is this violence and terror
the small few perpetrate .."
"The most horrible and
terrifying of all crimes .."
"That our civil servants
must investigate?"
"The National Safety Council keeps
accurate records on highway fatalities."
"They can even predict how many deaths
will come on a drunken holiday weekend."
"But what records are kept?"
"What information is there?"
"How many of you know
the horror, the terror .."
"I will now reveal to you?"
Karen. Karen.
"The work of a maniac was credited
with the murder of this boy and girl."
"You remember the stories your
newspapers carried of the incident."
"But let us see what really happened."
Hall.
Yes, sir?
Call the hospital and have
them send an ambulance.
For the old couple?
- That's right.
I thought something was mighty wrong
with the way they raced in here.
White as a sheet. The old woman
looked like she'd seen a ghost.
Maybe they both did.
Kelton.
- Yes, sir?
Where is Bradley?
I told him, Inspector Robbins.
But he isn't here.
I'm not blind. I can see he's not here.
When he does get here, send him in here.
Yes, sir.
Boy, it's sure cold in Inspector
Robbins' office tonight.
Maybe he's got a cold problem.
You get on the radio
about that ambulance.
As good as on the air right now.
Thank you very much.
- You're welcome.
Well, speak of the devil.
Oh my, don't we look pretty tonight.
Look, boys. Jealousy gets you nowhere.
What does the inspector want?
Why don't you just tippy-toe
in there and find out?
Now that you mention it,
I just might do that.
Come in.
Inspector Robbins.
Lieutenant Bradford is outside.
Send him in.
- Yes, sir.
Come in here.
Your call got me just as I
was getting out of the shower.
What's so important that it
couldn't wait until tomorrow?
Yeah?
Tell him we have to wait awhile.
And Crandel.
Don't call me until I get
through with Bradford.
Well.
What the well-dressed police
lieutenant will wear.
Pretty neat, huh?
But I can't see a place to carry a gun.
Who needs a gun at an opera opening?
It's all according to who's singing.
I wasn't thinking of an opera.
Now wait a minute, Inspector.
Let's not get any ideas.
It shouldn't take you too long.
No. Not on your life. Not tonight.
Just right down your line.
It will be a cinch.
Besides, there's nobody else I can
send on this type of investigation.
Look, Inspector.
I've had these tickets for three months.
And that curtain goes
up in exactly one hour.
And Sally is waiting out in the car.
If I remember correctly, Sally's
apartment is on the way over here.
Her apartment will be on the way back.
You can drop her off.
Over my dead body.
I'd prefer it the other way.
- Look, I'm not going.
You're a cop. You'll go.
- Look. Why me?
Why not Lewis or Crandel or Smitty?
Smitherton. There's the boy for you.
Just the type.
He's a real go-getter.
- Give me a match.
As I said before.
You're the only with
experience along these lines.
What lines?
It could be ghosts.
Come on now, Inspector.
That's right.
The old house on Willows Lake.
What happened?
A little while ago, a farmer
and his wife charged in here.
It seems they'd taken a shortcut along
the old road to Willows Lake.
You mean the road that goes by the old
house I investigated a few years ago?
The one destroyed by lightning?
That's right.
You knew someone rebuilt it, didn't you?
- No. I didn't.
Well, somebody did.
Anyway, as the old couple drove
along a storm was coming up.
You know how bad that
road is, even at its best.
Henry, stop driving so fast.
It makes me nervous.
Why did you ever take a road like this?
Why didn't you stay on the main highway?
I'd have taken that shortcut
over the mountains.
Knocked about ten miles off our trip.
Of all the nights for Albert to meet us.
Well, the doctor said my
sister was in bad shape.
What else could we do?
- I know. I know, but ..
Driving in this storm weather
doesn't help my nerves.
It ain't storming yet.
No. But I bet it will be before
we cross this here mountain.
Stop your fretting.
I'm doing the driving and
I know what I'm doing.
Goldarn it.
It's as dark as pitch out there.
I can't see a thing.
Where are we?
Well, we passed ..
By the old cemetery
about five minutes ago.
We must be getting near that
old house at Willows Lake.
Willows Lake?
You mean that place where that
mad doctor made monsters?
It ain't no use getting excited.
The doctor and the monsters were
destroyed years ago by lightning.
Is that it?
Yep.
That's it.
Spooky, ain't it?
Henry.
You'll get us killed yet.
Keep quiet.
Let's get out of here. I don't
like this place. It frightens me.
I'm trying to, but this
danged starter won't start.
Henry.
Henry. Slow down.
Slow down never.
I'll keep this gas-buggy going until we
get out of the goldarned neighborhood.
Where is the old couple now?
They were pretty shook up. I sent them
to the general hospital for a sedative.
The old house, huh?
Well, it brings back memories.
Yeah. Mostly unpleasant.
It isn't the first time I've had reports
of strange sightings around here lately.
It's been going on for months.
How come I haven't
heard about this before?
You're usually anxious to give
me these screwball assignments.
I sent a man out there the first time.
His report came back negative.
I figured the stories of the place since
the doctor and his monsters were killed.
Was just a figment of
someone's wild imagination.
Now, after this incident
I'm not so sure.
Anyway, I want you to go out
there and have a look around.
It has to be tonight, huh?
Lieutenant.
Any kid knows that ghosts
only operate at night.
Yeah. So I heard.
That's why you have to go out there
and find out once and for all.
Better take somebody with you in
case you do run into something.
Well, I'm not expecting anything.
But you're the boss.
Anybody you want special?
No. I give you the honor
of selecting someone.
Alright. Take Kelton.
- Kelton?
If I was expecting any trouble,
he'd be the last man I'd want.
But I suppose, under the circumstances
he's as good as anybody.
Kelton.
Yes, sir?
- Come in here.
Yes, sir?
I want you to accompany
Lieutenant Bradford.
Yes, sir.
Isn't it late to rent a dress-suit?
Don't crack wise with me, Kelton.
Yes, sir. Where are we going?
Bring a patrol car around front. You're
going to the old house on Willows Lake.
Yes, sir.
Willows Lake?
The old house on Willow's Lake.
You mean where all the
monsters come from?
You heard me.
- But ..
No 'Buts' about it. Get going.
Yes, sir.
Kelton.
Yes, sir?
Get an extra box of 0.38s
and take them with you.
You think we'll need them?
Just in case, Kelton. Just in case.
I don't think I'm going to like this.
Kelton, will you please
just carry out the orders?
Monsters.
Space people.
Mad doctors.
They didn't teach me about such
things in the police academy.
Yet that's all I've been assigned
to since I came on active duty.
Why do I always get picked for
these creepy details all the time?
I resign.
Kelton.
So help me, if you don't
get the hell out of here ..
You're all against me.
The whole police force is against me.
The whole city is against me.
I resign.
How he ever passed a police
examination I'll never know.
Get in touch with me
as soon as you return.
Okay.
Even if I'm at home, get to me first.
Before you make any reports.
I don't want the police department
to look foolish. This could ruin us.
You don't want the police
department to look foolish?
What do you think I'll look like?
Chasing a ghost in a full dress-suit.
Brad. Look the place over.
The grounds. The old cemetery.
The old house.
This could be serious.
More serious than we think.
So don't leave yourself open
in case of any emergency.
Now, Inspector. Don't worry about me.
Go to it.
I'll go out in my car.
And make sure Kelton gets out
there with that radio car.
"Police Lieutenant Daniel Bradford."
"Forty years of age.
Fifteen years with the department."
"In the official files
he is a Lieutenant."
"In charge of special investigations."
"A broad description
of his actual duties."
"But confidentially."
"Although the department
cannot and will not admit it."
"Lieutenant Daniel Bradford
is a Ghost-Chaser."
"The supernatural is a strange
profession for any police officer."
"But even with years of
experience in this field."
"Lieutenant Bradford could not know .."
"Strange eyes were
watching his every move."
"Strange eyes."
"That were the actual cause of his
return to that house on Willows Lake."
That clapper on the door was
meant for announcing visitors.
I'm afraid I owe you an apology.
- Obviously.
What is the meaning of this
intrusion on our privacy?
There are others in this house?
- Many.
The living and those gone beyond.
The dead.
But I cannot see why
it's any of your affair.
The living and the dead?
Yes.
Yes.
Then.
I've found the right place at last.
Perhaps I've been
hasty in assailing you.
Maybe you've come for a consultation
with a loved one who has passed on?
Would ..
Would I seek this sanctuary
for any other reason?
I see no other reason.
I am Dr. Acula. Your host.
My name is Bradford.
Dan Bradford.
Our resurrection chamber is on the other
side of the house below ground level.
Would you follow me please?
I've had it. I quit.
Haven't you taken off
for Willows Lake yet?
Nobody will give me a patrol car.
I've had a busy day, Kelton.
I haven't had a bite to eat since noon.
Now it's nearly midnight.
I want to go home where my wife of 15
years has a hot roast waiting for me.
What do you mean,
you can't get a patrol car?
Captain Miles has them for a clean-up.
For all the patrol cars.
Who's on duty at the carpool tonight?
- Sergeant Carlos.
Carlos.
Inspector Robbins.
I want a patrol car
out front immediately.
Kelton will pick it up.
Well .. you are an inspector.
Crandel. I'm going home.
I'll leave by the back door
so I don't get stopped again.
You must watch your step.
The passage ahead will be very dark.
[ Bell chimes ]
That's the old clock
on the cemetery tower.
We must hurry on to the others.
Strange things are said to happen
when the tower bell tolls at midnight.
"Near the old bell tower
in the ancient cemetery."
"Another strange incident
was about to happen."
To the untrained mind it is
the scream of the white ghost.
She died two centuries ago.
She's the first I raised from
the other side of the grave.
She has never left in all these years.
These dark passageways and
weird sounds are disturbing.
I'm not used to it.
Give yourself time, Mr Bradford.
You'll learn.
You should have stayed
with the others, Mr Darmoor.
So many nights of waiting.
- I know.
It's been months since I discussed the
arising of my dear departed Lucille.
When may I see her again?
Those that are gone longer.
Are much more difficult to raise.
However, I am in touch
with the spirit world.
And you may see your wife on the
second Friday of the fifth month.
That's in two days.
Even now, she rests in this room.
It isn't that I doubt
your word, Dr. Acula.
But I must see her once more.
- And see her you shall.
Patience is the only rewarding virtue.
May I look into the room?
If you wish. But only from the doorway.
In just a moment.
Rest must not be disturbed.
I understand.
Now, life is being restored to her with
the scented candles, spices and oils.
And her shroud from the
ancient tombs of Egypt.
I believe you, Doctor.
Now you may return to the others.
To witness the joy of
another glorious arising.
Yes, Dr. Acula.
Shall we also go?
The arising. It is expensive?
Each arising has its own problems.
If only I could be of service
without remuneration.
I only trust that I may be of some
help to you soon, Mr Bradford.
I'm sure you will, Dr. Acula.
"The house was not all that remained
of the old scientist's horrors."
"Patrolman Kelton arrived
at the old house."
"Only to find Lieutenant
Bradford's car empty."
"And Lieutenant Bradford
nowhere to be seen."
"Patrolman Paul Kelton ."
"29 years of age.
Four years with the department."
"Eager for the glory of the uniform."
"But wide-eyed with fear at the thought
of actually being on special duty."
"Unfortunately, though eager."
"Not what the department usually
looks for in their officers."
Car 4 to headquarters. Kelton here.
Car 4 to headquarters. Kelton here.
What do you want now, Kelton?
Get me Inspector Robbins. And quick.
He went home half an hour ago.
Get him.
He said not to be disturbed anymore
tonight except by Lieutenant Bradford.
Tell him to send me some help.
I've just seen some ghosts out here.
Who's been spiking your beat-juice?
This is no time for silly jokes.
Tell Inspector Robbins what I said.
Tell him I've been over the whole place.
Nobody is here except those ghosts.
Lieutenant Bradford's car
is right next to mine.
But he ain't no place to be found.
I'll be damned if I'm going
in that haunted house alone.
It's a nest of nuts.
There's a whole lot of them.
Take it easy.
Take it easy. I'll do what I can.
Do it now.
A guy could get killed around here.
Ted. Come in here a minute.
Give this to Sergeant Crandel.
This guy is nuts.
Since Mrs Wingate Yates Foster,
through my benevolent society ..
Wishes the arising of her dear
departed husband Wingate.
Tonight we bring him from that which was
thought to be his final resting place.
Through my powers of the supernatural.
I .. and I alone can bring
him to this room tonight.
From that place in the
deep blackness of death.
From which no visitor is to return.
Where the sun is seen to rise.
And the sun is seen to set.
Where the gracious moon
comes from the east.
In its long journey across
the night sky to the west.
Wingate Foster.
Through the powers of Dr. Acula.
Will again be permitted to walk.
Many questions wish to be
answered by those left behind.
Can only be answered by
those who have gone on.
Those with the all-seeing eye.
Such is our desire tonight.
For Mrs Wingate Yates Foster.
The light of mortal existence will die.
Only the spiritual light may
prevail within this room.
We are waiting, spirits of
the dark world beyond.
We are awaiting your judgment.
Your all-glorious knowledge
of truth and righteousness.
I feel the strength
of Dr. Acula's command.
My spirit now returns to
the body it once used.
Dearest Maud.
You wish my advice on
your forthcoming marriage.
I have consulted with the Prince
of Darkness who rules my destiny.
So now it is my fond desire.
In knowing it is right.
You should marry again.
Though he whom you have
chosen may be younger in years.
He is strong.
Strong in health.
Strong to take care of you.
To handle your business
and your person all affairs.
He will do fine things for
those remaining years.
Until you join with me
here in the afterworld.
He will be of great
inspiration and help.
Be good to him.
Be confident.
Permit him a free hand
in leading you always.
A hand strong in the way of truth.
A truth directed by all
that you hold right.
A truth which all those of
the dark world believe.
Now I grow weary.
Weak.
The strain of spanning the
everlasting is so tiring.
How say you, Maud?
Maud, tell us.
I'm so happy you feel this way, Wingate.
It means so much to me.
And I have been so lonely.
All these years alone.
I leave now.
Until we meet again.
Come to me with your problems
and I will guide you.
Believe in me.
And believe in our new
friend of your world.
Dr. Acula.
Your total faith in him is all-important
for our meeting in your world.
Remember, Maud dear.
Do all that I have directed until
we meet here in my world.
Goodbye for now, my dear.
"The momentary
distraction of Dr. Acula."
"Gave him time to locate one of the
man secret doors in the draped room."
"Lieutenant Bradford had seen the
workings of Dr. Acula in the meeting."
"Now he must find proof of this
vicious, crooked racket."
"Which preys on the innocent."
Excuse me, please.
What do you want?
- I'm frightened.
Of what?
There's a policeman
hanging around outside.
So what? There's been policemen
on the grounds before.
They haven't found
anything and they won't.
But there's something more.
There's something else out there.
Something I don't understand.
It scared me nearly to death.
And if you don't stop screaming,
you'll have us all in the soup.
I tell you I was frightened.
Of what?
That's what I'm trying to tell you.
There's something else out there.
I noticed it several times
tonight and then ..
Suddenly, I saw it up close.
Saw what?
I think .. ghosts.
Sheila, you're a fool.
I'm the one who creates
ghosts around here.
Me. Me and nobody else.
Don't tell me my pitch is
having its effect on you too.
I've seen them.
In the brush. In the cemetery.
Dark shapes that melt into the fog.
Even that policeman saw
one a little while ago.
He emptied his pistol at it.
I tell you I'm scared.
No-one is going to
ruin this setup for me.
I've got this Wingate Foster
dame right where I want her.
She'll be passing the cash out so fast
the gigolo won't be able to grab it.
And he's splitting the take with me.
It will be a big pay-off from now on.
Darmoor is ready to be taken too.
Just as soon as I produce his
Lucille in a couple of days.
You're supposed to be scaring
the people away from here.
Not letting them scare you.
Now get ready for your performance.
Oh yeah.
Jeffrey is Lucille's cousin. Also dead.
Call for him tonight.
That will also impress Darmoor.
Here's what you do.
"With Dr. Acula absent."
"Lieutenant Bradford saw the
chance to make the next move."
"He entered into a hall he did not
remember from his previous visit there."
Tony.
Where's Mr Bradford?
I don't know.
Find Lobo and send
him to me immediately.
Yes, Dr. Acula.
"Lieutenant Bradford
found the staircase."
The staircase he remembered so
well from the days long ago.
"When he had been investigating
the mad scientist and his monsters."
"The skylight where he had once
entered years ago now was barred."
"Foiling entry or exit."
"He remembered the cold,
clammy sensation of the railings."
"Cold and clammy like the dead."
"Yes. The railing was the
same as he remembered it."
"Perhaps colder."
"Perhaps more startling."
"His mind fought to
dwell in the present."
"Yet it continued to
deal with the past."
"One could almost read his thoughts."
It's only a metal railing.
Probably, this Dr. Acula character
has that railing rigged up too.
If I remember right, the floor
above there is a lot of storerooms.
I wonder if I can find
something there to go on.
That's strange.
The ringing of the staircase is so much
louder at night than during the day.
One of Dr. Acula's storerooms.
Lighting equipment. Props.
Scenery. Sets.
An old organ.
What a theater group
could do with these.
Ten of them. All from Kelton.
Operations has been trying
to find you for over an hour.
I had him go right home.
I stopped at the DA's house.
I wonder what that fool
Kelton is doing now.
Ghosts.
Kelton.
One day I swear I'll break him in two.
According to operations,
he was pretty excited.
Can you show me a day he's not excited?
He claims to have shot at something.
- Yeah. Probably his own shadow.
What are we going to do?
What are we going to do?
We'll wait for him to make a report.
He got me back to the
office at this time of night.
If Kelton had any stripes
I'd take them away from him.
I think I'll promote him
so I can do just that.
You got to admit there's more
to it than meets the eye.
Why do you say that?
I don't think you'd send Bradford out
on a wild-goose-chase if there wasn't.
Yeah. I know.
I know, Crandel.
Get out there.
Make sure it isn't Kelton's
hallucinations again.
Right.
Remember.
We must keep this from the newspapers
until we know what we're looking for.
Get your information from
Bradford and not Kelton.
That goes without saying.
Crandel. Just a minute.
Maybe I should go with you.
I have to stay here all night anyway.
Good.
I'd be happy for your company.
Besides, you know this area better.
Alright. Let's go.
The hall leading to the old laboratory.
It hasn't changed much
in all these years.
The old scientist's control
room used to be over here.
I wonder what it's used for now.
It's not locked.
Just another of Dr. Acula's gimmicks.
What a strange look
there is to that face.
I wonder what it's made of.
I've got to give him credit.
He uses good material.
Strange.
If I didn't know better I could
swear she was breathing.
I understand undertakes
have a way of doing that.
It's really lifelike.
It must be controlled
by the room downstairs.
Even this skin feels real.
Say.
I wonder if this could be a
fancy type of embalming job.
Ah well. Back to work.
That Acula guy is a genius.
"A genius."
"Yes, Lieutenant Bradford."
"More than you will ever know."
Mr Bradford.
It's good to see you are alright.
We were disturbed that you might
have become lost in our corridors.
It became stuffy in the chamber
and I wanted a breath of fresh air.
I couldn't find my way
back to the chamber.
Or back to the outside
either for that matter.
I wonder why you really
went into the corridors.
I just told you.
Sure you did.
What's this all about?
It is my suggestion you don't
struggle too violently.
Lobo could break your
back without trying.
Be so kind to be still
while I search you.
It doesn't look like I
can do much about it.
This is interesting.
I wonder what else we can find.
'Lieutenant Bradford'.
Why should the police
be interested in me?
What's your real
purpose in coming here?
Earlier tonight an elderly couple were
driving through the grounds near here.
They claimed they saw a ghost and
reported it to the police department.
You've had experience with ghosts?
I've had experience
with this house before.
The old scientist and his monsters.
Lobo here served him well.
He almost burned to death when fire
destroyed the laboratory above.
So, where do we go from here?
It is regrettable.
You do not go anywhere.
You're going to kill me?
What would you do in my position?
That's rather foolish, you know.
What makes you think you'll
get away with a thing like that?
I've gotten away with it before.
Lobo, we'll take him to
the mortuary room.
Wait.
The room light is on.
Lock him in there for the time being.
Go and get the intruder.
Go!
I am searching.
I am searching.
It's cold here.
Let everyone stay where they are.
You're all under arrest.
I don't know what this is all about
or what you're all doing here.
I'm holding you all here until someone
tells me where Lieutenant Bradford is.
Again. A salute to
the Prince of Darkness.
Always there is an unbeliever
to defy the supernatural.
The unbeliever is a
scourge to the world.
Down with whoever they may be.
The will of the Prince
of Darkness shall be done.
"Lieutenant Bradford could not know
what he would find in this room."
"But he had seen Lobo wounded."
"And the trail of blood
led across the room."
"Towards a coffin at the back wall."
Due to all the interruptions
tonight, we shall conclude.
Until our next schedule descent into
the everlasting pit of darkness.
Peace go with you, my friends.
Come, Maud.
Thank you, Dr. Acula.
Dr. Acula.
Yes, Mr Darmoor?
Those disturbances.
They won't harm the arising
of my dear Lucille?
Nothing can stop the raising of the dead
once my power has contacted them.
I was beginning to worry.
Faith is of the utmost importance
when raising the dead, Mr Darmoor.
There have been times of late when
I feared you were losing yours.
No. It isn't that at all.
It was just that I was a bit unnerved.
That policeman shooting and all.
- The man was undoubtedly mad.
It must have been that way.
This I hope will restore your
complete confidence in me.
Whatever it is, it will be of
aid to your beloved Lucille.
Goodnight, Mr Darmoor.
- Goodnight, Dr. Acula.
Ten thousand bucks.
Barnum sure was right.
The guy was a giant.
Almost as big as a house.
When he hit me I felt like I'd
run right into a mountain.
I know what you mean. I tangled
with him a few minutes ago myself.
I don't like getting beat
up by these ghouls.
You know, sometimes I feel that I'm the
whipping-boy of the whole police force.
We'll go into that later.
Right now, I want to get out of here to
the patrol car and radio for some help.
I radioed a dozen times.
- Well, I'll try this time.
Do you mind if I rest a minute?
Then I'll be ready.
Okay. I'll take a look around.
Still worried?
Ten thousand dollars.
That helps to soothe my
nerves rather quickly.
Things are going so well around
here I hate to leave the old place.
We're leaving?
Just as fast as we can get out of here.
But where are we going?
We'll find another spook-house near
an old cemetery and set up shop again.
Any place away from here.
A long ways away.
Those two policemen will soon be missed.
There will be more to follow.
That's too bad.
Just when that old woman was so
close to shelling out the big money.
What about Lobo?
- He's served his usefulness.
We'll leave him here.
He won't like that.
- Ha.
He won't know we're
gone until it's too late.
Besides, I don't think
he'll last too long.
That policeman put three
bullets right in his chest.
If that had happened to another guy
he'd have been finished on the spot.
Where is he now?
I haven't seen him since he took
that policeman to the mortuary room.
That hallway is clear.
How do you feel now?
Okay, I guess.
If you feel okay, let's get
out of this place then.
Can't be too soon for me.
- Okay.
You're still a little woozy?
I guess I am.
- Just take it easy. We'll make it.
What can we do against
that giant without guns?
We cross that bridge when we come to it.
I know I hit him when I shot.
But he just didn't die.
- I know.
This store looks familiar. Let's try it.
That draped room again.
You know, this crazy room has
more doors than a fun house.
There's my hat.
- Keep your voice down, will you?
Those characters will
find us soon enough.
Look!
Those were shots.
- They came from the drape room.
It's the police. They got Lobo.
- Where are they now?
Up in the drape room.
- Get up there and hold them off.
How?
- You've got a gun.
Oh. Yes.
- Use it.
We're trapped.
- No, we're not.
If that jerk can hold them off we can
get out through the mortuary room.
He's a big one alright.
Any more of them?
- There's at least three.
A phoney swami and his
girlfriend who is a phony ghost.
They have another guy around
here who is a phony ghost.
Which way?
Through those doors is our best bet.
Hold it.
We got him.
Paul, are you alright?
- I'm okay.
You guys go on ahead.
I'll go back to the radio car.
It only nicked my arm.
Let's get on with it.
The locked door will give us
just that much more time.
Good evening, Dr. Acula.
We have been expecting you.
Who are you?
You ask who we are.
Yet it was you who
called for our return.
This is impossible.
I hired actors to play the dead.
They're not my actors.
Your powers were even stronger
than you yourself realized.
You have brought us back from the grave.
Once every thirteen years when
called by a strong medium such as you.
We are given a brief
twelve hours of freedom.
From our deep pit of darkness.
Those few hours.
Are almost gone.
We must return to the grave.
You will accompany us there.
I've lost the key.
I'll try the back door.
Take him to the crypt.
It is time.
For you to join the others.
In the grave.
Well, at least we know
where Dr. Acula is.
What about those?
Yeah. There's a lot of things about
this case I don't understand.
We know he was a phony
medium bilking people.
Now he's dead.
How did he die?
Where did those bones come from?
You say they weren't here
when you were here before?
That's right.
But there they are.
Maybe the bodies have gone
back where they came from.
Yea. Sure.
The grave.
You're nuts.
What about the blond girlfriend?
The phony ghost you were mentioning.
What about the girlfriend?
She's still around here someplace.
- Unless.
She has become a real ghost.
"File closed."
"The police had only opinions
as to the true ending."
"It was only patrolman Kelton's guess
that could be considered the closest."
And now we return to our grave.
The old.
And the new.
And you.
May join us soon.
..r-s..