(theme music playing)
NARRATOR: Man lives in the sunlit world
of what he believes to be reality.
But... there is,
unseen by most, an underworld.
A place that is just as real
but not as brightly lit.
A dark side.
Yeah, that sounds good.
Now, listen I want the letters to be kind of occult-looking.
And how about the photograph, is that going to reproduce okay?
Well, I'm so glad you like it.
Billy, I want you to put one more thing in the ad.
I want a picture of a palm.
No, not a tree.
Picture of a human hand with all the lifelines and everything.
That's right.
Think you can handle that?
(chuckles)
And this will be ready in a week?
Well, if it is, maybe we can have that drink.
Yeah, in your dreams, Billy.
(chuckles): Okay, bye-bye.
(door buzzer sounds)
Uh, just a minute!
(door buzzer sounds)
What a way to make a living.
Hello, come in.
Uh, Miss Daley?
Yes?
Oh, I've heard such marvelous things about you.
I just know...
this will be fun.
Yes.
Very definitely, a man.
(giggles)
No wonder my husband doesn't believe in this.
(both laugh)
He's young,
handsome, intelligent, athletic,
possibly a tennis instructor?
Are you sure?
Well, I see it in the cards.
And this one here, the Knight of Swords, he never lies.
How do you know
what he says?
Ah.
You have to learn to interpret, you see.
That is the art.
Well...
(chuckles)
you must be an artist.
(chuckles)
(clears throat)
There.
Oh.
Thank you very much.
I'll get your change.
Everyone said that you'd be cheerful
and bring good news.
You've got that reputation.
How I wish
my husband could understand.
(chuckles)
(sighs)
This is exciting.
(clock ticking)
Mmm... sandalwood.
Smells so Indian.
I love it.
Catherine?
You have a question, Iris.
Yes.
It's about your boyfriend.
Far out!
He's waiting for me outside!
How did you know?
I can see it in the cards.
Well,
how's it going to turn out?
(sword slicing)
For our relationship, I mean.
Iris, I'm going to ask you to cut the cards again.
There.
What's wrong?
Nothing. I just couldn't read that hand.
Please, cut them again.
You did.
You saw something.
No, I didn't.
We'll just do another layout.
But this is impossible.
It's the same hand.
Well, that proves there's something.
What do you see?
Tell me.
Iris, the cards say your boyfriend's going to die.
(car horn honking outside)
(tires screeching, crash)
(tires screeching)
(loud crash)
(car horn blaring)
(screams)
(clock chiming)
(door buzzer sounds)
Oh, Isaac, come on in.
For you, dear Caterina.
Oh, thank you.
Why, that's so sweet of you.
(chuckles)
(sword slicing)
Isaac, did you touch these cards at all?
Why, no, dear.
I'm waiting for you.
All week, I wait for these little talks.
(clock ticking)
What's wrong, Caterina?
I don't feel well all of a sudden, Isaac.
Can I get you something?
A glass of water, please.
Drink.
Now rest.
And don't worry.
It isn't your fault.
Sometimes we can't be cheerful.
Either this is some sort of foolish game,
or we must accept the power of the cards,
even if they don't always smile.
What are you saying, Isaac?
Tarot is from the Kabbalah,
from the words, the soul of our mystics.
So when the Angel of Death appears,
there is no appeal.
But how do you know what the cards said?
This one here with these others
doesn't lie.
(sword slicing)
I saw it first in your eyes.
I thank you for the happiness you tried to give.
Happiness is precious.
Good-bye, Madame Caterina.
(door opens)
IRIS: Catherine.
You started a reading.
You've got to finish.
There were awful things.
I saw it in your face.
Iris, please, don't make me do this.
You've got to tell me.
I couldn't forget it last night,
the way you knew about the accident.
I couldn't sleep thinking about it.
What else did you see?
I don't know, I don't remember.
Read the cards again.
I can't, I've thrown them away!
What are you talking about?
They're right here.
(sword slicing)
(clock ticking)
Well?
It's almost exactly the same.
It's a very bad reading, Iris.
My God.
Please don't make me read anymore.
Just go home, now.
They're only cards.
You said "almost the same."
What's the difference?
Your boyfriend is gone.
Please just go home now.
You've heard enough.
Hello, Esther, it's Cathy.
Could you come over here right away?
I have to talk to you.
Well, the cards are doing something awfully funny.
No, I'm not all right; nothing's all right.
Just get over here, please!
(police siren passing outside)
They don't burn.
(clock chiming)
(door buzzer sounds twice)
Oh, Esther, I'm so glad you're here!
Cathy, what is wrong?
Something very weird is happening here.
I don't even understand it.
All right, this you'll understand.
Cheeseburger, medium, tea with lemon.
I can't eat that now!
You look exhausted.
I couldn't sleep last night.
This is because of Isaac, isn't it?
What about Isaac?
Well, I thought that you...
read about it in the papers.
What has happened to him?!
He went up the elevator in his building,
and the cable just snapped.
Oh, my God!
I saw that in his cards!
Cathy, it's not your fault.
You've been working too hard.
All these happy readings
you've been giving are just draining you.
I know it's good for business.
You've already taken away enough customers
from the rest of us.
Well, I don't want any more customers.
The cards only predict terrible things for people,
and they always come true!
Always come true.
I know people that would kill
for that gift. It's not a gift.
And these cards are doing something strange, too.
You wait and see.
You stay here tonight, and you'll see!
These cards have a power. Cat!
It's like they're alive!
Stop it!
Now listen to me.
I'll stay here tonight.
Nothing will happen.
I promise you.
Oh!
(tapping)
Oh, my God!
(loud snap)
Oh, no, no!
What is it?
What is it?!
What do you want from me?
(sword clanging)
Cat, I want to help you.
I know you do.
I don't see what you can do, though.
You've seen the power that they have.
But it has to come from something.
There has to be a reason.
When did the bad readings start?
About two days ago, with Iris.
And before Iris?
I had a new customer.
Um, Marlene "something." I don't remember her last name.
What did she look like?
She was, um, in her '50s, sort of sandy-gray hair.
She says she lived in the suburbs.
Paid me with a 50-dollar bill.
Oh, Marlene "With Money".
Okay.
There is one reader,
and you have taken some clients away from her.
I don't take people's clients away!
I don't drag them in here!
I know, but she thinks you do, and she's mad.
And her name is Madame Marlena.
Madame Marlena?
Do you think it could be the same person?
Maybe she disguised herself when she came over here.
Where are you going?
I think I'll go have my fortune read
by the famous Madame Marlena.
Cat, please be careful.
And leave these here.
I can't leave them, Esther.
They won't let me go.
(sword whooshes, clanks)
(creaking sound)
(knocking)
Madame Marlena?
Madame Marlena.
Yes?
So, it was you.
What are you doing here?
I've come for a reading.
I'm closed.
Well, that's too bad.
I've come an awfully long way to see you,
(sarcastic): and besides I've heard such marvelous things
about you, Marlene.
Oh, excuse me, I should probably call you "Madame Marlena."
Why did you come here?
Because of these.
What is this deck?
Where did these cards come from?
All cards are one.
They come from the Hebrews, the Persians, the Egyptians,
from Asteroth, the Goddess of Fertility,
from Shiva, The Destroyer.
They use the dreams and visions of the world
to reveal the future.
That is their power.
And you mock them.
Hey, listen, I-I just put on a show.
I, I made people feel good
and tried to earn a couple of bucks.
You fed them lies.
You pretended that you believed in the cards.
Telling people what they wanted to hear.
Okay, listen.
I'm not gonna do this anymore, okay?
I've retired.
I don't want these cards.
They will not leave you.
Well, there must be some way that I can get rid of them.
I only know one way.
To pass them on, as I did.
Yes, I had to get rid of them.
They tortured me for my disbelief,
and therefore, I had to pass them on...
(chuckles) to another disbeliever.
And that's what you must do.
There is no other way.
(dogs bark in distance)
(sirens wail in distance)
(voices arguing in distance)
(knocking)
(knocking continues)
Who are you?
Oh, you don't know me.
I've come for a reading.
Wait.
Hi.
How do you come here?
Someone recommended you to me, a friend of a friend of mine.
You have money?
Certainly. I can pay you.
Sit.
All right.
(door shuts)
You have a question?
Yes, I do.
You shuffle your question into the cards.
Shuffle them.
And cut.
Wait.
What's wrong?
I didn't realize it was gonna be this dark in here.
This is my house. I live here.
Oh, it's nothing against your house.
It's just that, um, well, I've been really nervous lately.
That's the main reason that I came to see you.
Do you think that you could, uh,
just let a little light into here?
Oh, thank you, that's much better.
Now we begin.
What is it? What's the matter?
I never saw such a thing.
What is it? Tell me!
Quiet!
There's one more.
How did you do that?
I did nothing!
I saw you make that card fly out of your hand!
I make no magic.
(bills rustling)
Here, just take that.
I'm leaving.
Your reading!
I don't want a reading! I don't want to know the future!
Oh!
(dog barking)
(sirens wailing)
(footsteps departing)
(dog barking)
(barking continues)
(sirens wailing)
(sword whooshes, clanks)
NARRATOR: The dark side is always there.
Waiting for us to enter.
Waiting to enter us.
Until next time, try to enjoy the daylight.