Calling Dr. Death Page #6

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He must have

hidden behind the tree

when he first

heard my approach.

Disgusted,

I drove back to my office,

took a sedative,

a little too strong.

I began to fall asleep then...

Very interesting.

What does it prove?

You saw the condition he was

in when he made the recording.

He hypnotized himself.

I helped him.

Maybe you helped him

get rid of his wife.

Leave her out of this,

or I'II...

What, kill me?

No. That isn't the solution.

Why didn't you tell me

you were at the lodge?

I didn't know it.

Amnesia, Doctor?

Yes, I found him here, asleep,

the next morning.

Very convenient,

but hardly probable.

However, this interests me.

You'd call that

a subconscious voice, Doctor?

Does it always tell

the truth? Invariably.

You see, Doctor, I disagree

with you. And I'll tell you why.

You don't want to die

for more reasons than one.

I believe in the will to live,

and you want to live.

You're well-trained, Doctor.

I also believe you can

control the subconscious.

No, I'm afraid

you haven't got a chance.

Oh, I owe you

a vote of thanks, though.

You're big game, Doctor.

Makes the chase interesting.

He's mad.

Perhaps,

but not without reason.

But the record.

I know.

But the will to live,

it might be strong enough

to control the subconscious.

Stella,

I'm afraid he may be right.

Duval, you've been hiding

something from me.

You've got to tell me

the truth.

Everything.

Everything that you know.

How did you meet Maria?

What were the circumstances?

All right.

I'd been rather successful.

Then I began to gamble.

I lost everything,

everything I built up.

Fifteen years of success

went overnight.

Then I met Maria.

I didn't pay much attention to

her until your name was mentioned.

Then it suddenly dawned on me

how successful you'd been.

Go ahead.

Maria didn't mean

anything to me.

I was desperate for money.

I'd have done anything.

We went out together a few times,

and then when I was sure of her,

I told her I was in trouble.

It wasn't hard.

In a few months

she'd given me $10,000.

I thought after I got

the money that I'd leave her,

but it wasn't that simple.

She got under my skin.

I kept away from her

for a few days,

and then I realized

I loved her.

Did you return the money?

Half of it.

What about the rest?

How about the rest?

He is obviously

shielding someone.

But who? His wife?

"Governor denies

Duval reprieve.

"Duval must die. "

Stella.

Here.

Here now.

I'm sorry. I...

Stella, you've been working

too hard. You must take a rest.

I don't want to go away.

I want to be with you.

We'll be together

the rest of our lives if...

Oh, you need a rest.

You've been doing too much.

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