The Curse of Her Flesh

- Belgian socialist leader, Léo Collard, agreed to try to form

a new government despite political turmoil stemming from a feud

between French-speaking Walloons and Dutch-speaking Flemings.

And now, for some more local news.

Police are still baffled by the series of brutal murders

that started one year ago today.

The strange chain of events began when Richard Jennings,

a famous weapons expert, discovered his young, voluptuous wife

in the arms of another man.

As he watched the two of them together, his mind snapped.

Turning from them in horror, he ran.

On the street,

he was struck down by a car

and temporarily crippled,

losing one of his eyes.

He vowed vengeance on all other women whom he considered like his wife.

The series of murders began.

The first girl to die was a go-go dancer.

The police were completely baffled.

Jennings didn't even know this girl.

The next was a stripper.

She was killed on stage with a poison dart

from a blowgun.

The third was a beautiful model,

a good friend of his wife.

The fourth, a prostitute who knew where his wife was hiding.

After getting the information from her,

he killed her.

And finally, he killed his own wife,

the woman who had driven him berserk.

He since has disappeared entirely,

but the police hunt goes on.

They are looking for him all over New York.

Hey, Pop.

Is this where the rehearsal's supposed to be?

Yeah, this is it.

Where is everyone?

You're an hour early.

I was told to be here at one o'clock.

You were told wrong.

- All right. Where's the men's room?

I was just going to go clean it.

I'll show you the way.

You know, I've been working in this theater a long time

and I know where the real show goes on.

It's not upstairs,

it's down here.

What do you mean?

What kind of shows?

- Once, during a show, I came in here

and there were four men in a stall together

and all of them had their pants down.

- What did they do when you walked in on them?

They tried to get me to join them.

- Remind me to stay out of here during the show.

- I could stick you like a pig while you sit in there,

you cancerous worm,

but that would be too easy.

Too easy on you.

I'll make you suffer more than you ever dreamed you could.

Fly, plane.

The plane doesn't want to fly

today.

We rest.

I'm going to read to you from my Bible.

My Bible.

Now... ah.

We high-styled drinkers have problems enough.

The next day,

but how and when

do we overcome our positive hazard?

The flying champagne corks

cause serious damage to eyes.

That is what we must concern ourselves with.

Champagne corks.

And I can remedy this.

That is pretty funny.

This guy has a nerve.

Says here he's losing thousands and thousands of dollars

because his art film is held up by some guy down at customs, I'll bet.

Thousands and thousands of dollars.

I'm losing thousands and thousands of dollars,

that's what I'm losing.

Fallout shelter.

Where's the fallout shelter?

It's not there.

The fallout shelter.

Fallout shelter?

Where are you?

The bomb is going to drop.

Fallout shelter,

where are you?

Fallout shelter.

I don't have a fallout shelter.

No, friends,

there's no fallout shelter for me.

Not tonight, not tomorrow,

never.

Never.

No fallout shelter.

I'll have to find me something else.

That's what I need.

I'll make my own fallout shelter.

I've got my fallout...

right here.

My friends,

we have but little time.

I have but little time and you have but little time.

I'll tell you why it disappeared.

Only a few men have it now.

Only a few men.

I have it,

you don't have it,

he doesn't have I,

but she has it,

and she has it.

Why?

Why do the women have it

and the men

don't?

- There's nothing good in the goddamn newspaper anymore.

Nothing but killings and rape.

Rape,

rape,

rape.

Nothing in here.

There's nothing new in the news anymore.

There's nothing new,

just happens to the different people, that's all.

Just different people.

War,

poverty.

That's not new.

Sex.

Well, that's new

to some.

Nothing really good.

Nothing decent anymore in the papers.

That woman.

The story of that woman.

The story.

That's what they should do.

They should jail them.

They should jail all the people like that.

Should they jail me?

Maybe they should jail me, too.

No, no.

They're not going to jail me.

I don't belong in jail.

I belong out here.

I am not sick.

You got rid of that one fast enough.

How about one on me?

- No thanks, mister. I can buy my own.

- How is it going tonight, Mr. Davidson?

Oh, very well.

- Are you Davidson, the guy who owns the Raymond Theater?

Yeah, I own the theater.

I was just watching the rehearsal inside.

It's very impressive.

- You know, no one in our entire company has ever seen you,

and now that I've found you,

you can buy me that other drink.

Well, this is home between shows.

Here, let me take your jacket.