Nemesis

You're one of the country's greatest magicians, Cartier. So I'll give you a good trick to do. I'll give you till Saturday to get that money. And unlike your attitude, Groberg, I'll pay you that money when I get good and ready.

Sunday night, and again, CBS presents... the Whistler. I, the Whistler, know many things, for I walk by night. I know many strange tales, many secrets hidden in the hearts of men and women who have stepped into the shadows.

And so I tell you tonight the strange story, the nemesis, a big railroad station in America's biggest city. Many people here, many lonely people, many desolate souls, many strange people. Look over there, standing beside that exit, a beautiful girl with blue eyes and blond hair of the creature.

Beside her stands a man, a dark silent man. The blonde and the silent man search the crowd from the incoming trains feverishly. Then suddenly the beautiful blonde speaks. Lou, there he is. That's Cartier. Where?

The swanky one with the Humberg hat and the cane. Oh, eh, I see. Okay, Sandra. Don't get him. See you later. You know what to do. I know. So long, Sandra. Lou, the dark, silent one, slips quickly through the crowd and steps up behind the man in the Humberg hat.

Your name Cartier? What? Cartier the Great, the Magician? Oh, that's right. Who are you? Doesn't matter. Just start walking. Or just out the door. That's a gun in your ribs, Mr. Cartier. So just keep walking.

What does this mean? I demand an exchange. Just keep walking. To that cab at the curb. Why are you taking me? You'll be surprised. Yes, Cartier. You will be surprised. You're going to the very place you planned not to go.