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: Oh, God I dreamed. Lamont Cranston
: So did I. What did you dream? Margo Lane
: I was lying naked on a beach in the South Seas. The tide was coming up to my toes. The sun was beating down. My skin hot and cool at the same time. It was wonderful. What was yours? Lamont Cranston
: I dreamed I tore all the skin off my face and was somebody else underneath. Margo Lane
: You have problems. Lamont Cranston
: I'm aware of that.
: Your mind is like an open book to me! Lamont Cranston
: Then learn how to read!
: You are a barbarian. Shiwan Khan
: Thank you.
: In three days, the entire world will hear my roar, and willingly fall subject to the lost empire of Shan Kahn. That is a lovely tie, by the way. May I ask where you acquire it Lamont Cranston
: Brooks Brothers. Shiwan Khan
: Is that mid-town. Lamont Cranston
: 45th and Madison. You are a barbarian. Shiwan Khan
: Thank you. We both are.
: We need each other. Lamont Cranston
: No we don't. Margo Lane
: We have a connection. Lamont Cranston
: No we don't. Margo Lane
: Then how can you explain that I can read your thoughts? Lamont Cranston
: My thoughts are hard to miss. Margo Lane
: And why is that? Lamont Cranston
: Psychically, I'm very well endowed. Margo Lane
: I'll bet you are.
Dr. Roy Tam
: I guess you would call it an implosive-explosive sub-molecular device. Lamont Cranston
: Or an Atomic Bomb. Dr. Roy Tam
: Hey, that's catchy.
: Am I in hell? Tulku
: Not yet.
: I'll see you later Margo Lane
: Hey, how'll you know where I am? Lamont Cranston
: I'll know
: The sun is shining... Dr. Roy Tam
: [finishing the code phrase of The Shadow
] But the ice is slippery. Dr. Roy Tam
: You're an agent of The Shadow! Lamont Cranston
: [feigning ignorance
: Do you have *any* *idea* who you just kidnapped? Tulku
: Cranston; Lamont Cranston. Lamont Cranston
: You know my real name? Tulku
: Yes. I also know that for as long as you can remember, you struggled against your own black heart and always lost. You watched your sprit, your very face change as the beast claws its way out from within you. You are in great pain, aren't you?
[Cranston leaps at the Tulku, who magically vanishes and reappears
: You know what evil lurks in the hearts of men, for you have seen that evil in your own heart. Every man pays a price for redemption; this is yours. Lamont Cranston
: I'm not lookin' for redemption! Tulku
: You have no choice: you *will* be redeemed, because I will teach you to use your black shadow to fight evil.
: [as Lamont walks away to become The Shadow
] Wait! How will you know where I am? Lamont Cranston
: [turns to answer
] *I'll* know!
: I saved your life, Roy Tam. It now belongs to me. Dr. Roy Tam
: It does?
: The weed of crime bears bitter fruit.
: I'll be there... around every corner... in every empty room... as inevitable as your guilty conscience...
Dr. Roy Tam
: How did you know where to find me? How did you know who I am? The Shadow
: [begins to laugh
] The Shadow knows!
] Lamont Cranston
] This is where it started - suddenly - the Case of the Cotton Kimono.
: Good evening, Margot, Lamont. Sorry to walk in on you like this. Lamont Cranston
: We were on our way to the theater. Margot Lane
: We *are* on our way to the theater. Commissioner Weston
: Well, um... Margot Lane
: Aren't we? Lamont Cranston
: Hmm, I guess I owe the department something for that retainer they send me every month.
[a woman sings off-key in the background
] Rollo Grimmbauer
: Not a great voice, Mrs. Bettinger's, but she has the will to sing. That's all I require of my pupils - the will to sing. Lamont Cranston
: Very democratic of you. Of course, it doesn't hurt anything if they also have blonde hair, blue eyes and hail from the Midwest, whose figure remains glamorous even in a cotton kimono.
: Have it your way, Professor, but it won't take long to get a warrant... or a subpoena. Rollo Grimmbauer
: I'm afraid I'll have to put you to that trouble. Lamont Cranston
: Don't apologize - it will be a pleasure.
: We're going to need help on this, m'lady - help from an old friend. Margot Lane
: The Shadow?
: Very peculiar when you think about it. Margot Lane
: What is? Lamont Cranston
: That Cissy Chadwick should be wearing a cotton kimono to have dinner with her Number One Guy. Would she, taking for granted she's an average young woman? Margot Lane
: Of course, she wouldn't! Why didn't I think of that? Unless everything she owned was at the cleaners or she didn't have anything else to wear...
: This is going to be thrilling, isn't it, Mr. Cranston? Lamont Cranston
: Yes, and dangerous, too. Particularly for you. Phoebe Lane
: For me? Why? Lamont Cranston
: Well, when the crooks start shooting it seems they pick off the girl first.