The Ninth Configuration Page #2

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- 13 is my lucky number.

Yup, I know what you mean.

It was Amy Biltmore's place.

She had it brought over here from Germany

in 1900, stone by stone...

It belonged to her husband, Count of Eltz.

What's the matter? You don't like it?

Its hardly therapuetic.

Yeah, Exactly what Dracula said about it.

But its hidden away in the spring, the Biltmores not brought him for nothing.

Wish I hadn't said that...

- You remind me of someone.

- Who?

I don't know.

But you seem so familiar to me.

Dracula said that too. You see,

when he sees a neck, he'll say anything.

- I guess it will come to me.

- What?

Who you remind me of...

Oh, didn't you say -

- I hid it goddammit, I hid it.

Where did you find -

- Groper.

But sir, he's been pounding that...

I don't care what he's being doing,

You're not to put your hands on him.

But colonel, he can't...!

Yes sir.

Right, sir.

Whatever you say, sir.

- You're Capitn Fairbanks?

- Not today.

I'm sorry?

I'm sure you were...

Not today, do you understand me?

Multiple personality.

- My house has many mansions.

- Yes.

I am Dr. Franz VonPaulie.

Why did you do that to the wall?

Because I am convinced that

we can walk through walls.

Not only me...

Anyone.

Cops, people.

People in Nashville.

I tried to exert the full force of my mind

on all the atoms of my body,

So that they will mix, rearrange and

fit exactly all the holes in that wall.

Then I tried the laboratory method...

I tried to walk through it...

through the wall...

Just like a few minutes ago

when I took a running bash,

and I failed horribly.

I am punishing the atoms.

I am making an example of them...

An object lesson, a thing...

... so when the other atoms see what's coming,

they'll let me pass through.

Independent snots!

Shape up of ship out!

- May I?

- No.

Your grip is very very strong.

I think, that your problem lies

in the properties of the hammer.

Interesting theory...

May I keep it for study?

You're not gonna play with it or anything?

No I won't.

Ok, good night.

Good night, Captain Fairbanks.

Yeah I know,

I had to kill a fifth of scotch

just to get to sleep.

No..no I don't believe in pills.

Sleeping pills keep you awake anyway.

Why should I have to explain that?

Its self-explanatory.

You want me to explain it? Alright...

In a very short time,

you build up tolerance, right?

That's right? You got it.

Anyway..he's here.

Yeah, yesterday.

No, I don't know.

Its too soon to tell.

Yes, I will.

Yes, I will.

Thank you, sir. Goodbye.

Jesus.

Don't blame me,

I told them not to operate.

Welcome to Transylvania.

Do you plan to get dressed?

How the hell can I get dressed when

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