:01:01
Believe me, Polly, I know you're in pain,
so I shall dispense with the small talk.
:01:06
I'll give you the item I called you about
and send you home.
:01:11
- Give it to me?
- More or less.
:01:12
But let's leave that until later, shall we?
:01:18
When it rains, it pours.
:01:28
They're after me.
:01:30
Go upstairs, Mr. Keeton, to my apartment.
Make yourself a nice cup of tea.
:01:33
- I'll be with you in a minute.
- I don't have a minute.
:01:36
Go upstairs.
:02:00
It was funny.
They were actually feeling much better.
:02:04
Then just a few minutes before you called,
they started swelling up like...
:02:11
I know a great deal about the past.
:02:14
Now, this is very, very old.
:02:18
Egyptian.
:02:21
- Not as old as the pyramids, but still...
- Do you have a glass of water?
:02:25
- I need to take my pills.
- Not any longer.
:02:28
You see, this is called an Azca.
:02:32
It is a tool of Bencalitis. White magic.
:02:36
- They say it wards off pain.
- Yes. Please, my pills.
:02:41
- Really, I'm not superstitious.
- Doesn't matter, Polly. This is.
:02:49
I'm sorry. Must be the storm.
:02:55
What storm?
:02:57
I assure you, there is one coming.