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Welcome, my brothers.

A blessing upon you all.

Now, as you know, we are but a day or so away from...

Away from the most auspicious event in our calendar, April 30th.

Sanctuary! Sanctuary!

Sanctuary!

Forgive me, Father.

Please go about your business.

Mr. Stannard, you surely cannot deny this.

You can spare yourself more pain if you tell us who sent you here. I told you. I

was out fishing.

It looked like a storm blowing up and I made for the nearest land.

This island.

So, it was purely fortuitous.

Yes.

Fortuitous indeed.

But for us, not for you, Mr. Stannard.

Sound the alarm.

Must not leave alive.

Thank you.

You haven't seen my Posy Poof?

Madam, I'm widely troubled, but I wouldn't know a Posy Poof if it jumped

bit me.

Oh, Posy, never mind.

Never. I was just taking him walkies, and I left the door open for a teeny

minute, and he'd gone.

I see a dog. I'm sorry,

I can't help.

If you do see him, you'll bring him right back.

I will indeed.

Posey poof.

Standard.

George?

Oh,

you... Found my posy poof. Would you mind picking him up for me? It's my bag.

Oh, I am so grateful.

Posy is my only company.

Oh, madam, excuse me. It's so nice when people help each other nowadays.

You've made an old woman very happy.

Gambit. Steed.

I want Purdy.

Who doesn't?

She's not answering the phone.

You live just round the corner.

Okay, where are you?

Standards apartment.

I will bring Purdy there post haste.

Good morning, Purdy.

I'm sorry. Did I wake you up?

Duty calls.

And you have not been answering.

You were weaned from prep school too early.

Don't look at me like that.

I took you out of bed, not into it.

Good night, Gambit.

Purdy.

I never went to prep school.

I need my beauty sleep.

Now. There's a lot of things you do need, but that is not one of them.

Definitely not.

Mike Gambit, one of these days.

I know.

I'm looking forward to it.

What's it about?

Stannard.

Ladies and gentlemen, may I introduce our most distinguished guest from

Dr. Maybach von Klaas.

Thank you.

I should explain that I am von Klaas and this is Albert.

But of the two of us, Albert is surely the most important.

As no doubt you are aware, it is not unheard of for hibernatory amphibians

as this, the common frog, to remain quite naturally.

in a state of suspended animation for periods of many years.

It's a common frog.

But Albert here is a very uncommon frog, nor is his extremely chilly condition

a natural one.

Albert is the hub of a scientifically controlled experiment.

Ten years ago, I froze him, but hopefully not to death.

With resuscitation techniques that I wish to demonstrate to you now, it is my

intention to bring Abbott back again to the land of the living without pain and

none the worse for his experience.

It was just an informal visit to George Stannard, a final briefing.

Then I was clobbered, there was no George, and I was worried.

That's why I sent for you, Purdy.

Your special knowledge.

Knowledge of what?

George.

Didn't you and he... Certainly not. George is a gentleman.

What's that got to do with it? Yes, there's no criterion.

If it were, all of us gentlemen would be extinct.

George took me out to dinner a couple of times, that's all.

Final briefing.

What for?

The von Klaus lecture, routine security.

Oh, I'll handle it.

Any lead on who clobbered you?

A black Mercedes.

You can't help that.

Maybe. Aha, you see?

Anorak, waders, deep sea lions, all gone.

That means he's gone.

Fishing.

Do you know where?

Welcome back to Albert.

Already in America, the dead are being placed into cold storage against that

when we can awaken them.

People who a few years ago would have been pronounced dead are now being kept

alive, artificially, indefinitely.

Albert, he points the way to many miracles.

A sleep, a living death, if you wish, and then controlled resuscitation

and awakening from the dead.

We have conquered the moon, but if we are to go to the further planets, then

must find the ways and the means to send astronauts upon journeys that may last

a hundred years.

I think we are but one step away from achieving that.

Thank you.

Now, ladies and gentlemen, drinks are being served.

Mr.

Brown.

It's Brown Fitch, isn't it?

Brown hyphen Fitch.

My gambit.

And with steed.

Question?

What is this stuff you're serving, anyway?

Schnapps.

In deference to Dr. von Klaus. It's lousy.

Schnapps is a very versatile drink. Yes, they used to run their bombers on it

during the war.

Once it didn't come back.

Was that your question? No, the black murk.

Any idea who it belongs to?

I'm not the carp I pretend to know.

Which is a pity, because he would know.

Find out for me, will you?

There's a good brown fish.

That is one of the many problems we have yet to solve.

Entschuldigung, Herr Doktor, darf ich bitte mit Ihnen sprechen?

Pardon.

Your German is excellent, but forgive me the accent.

I cannot place the district.

Then perhaps we'd better speak in English, Herr Doktor. A most

lecture. However, there are two or three points I would take issue on.

It's about time your lot got it together.

A foul -up.

No more than one would expect, of course. What do you mean?

The black Mercedes.

I have checked and traced the owner. And?

It's one of your lot.

Stannard.

Stannard?

You mean Stannard is here.

George Stannard. Over there, by the window. With Dr. Von Klapp.

Brown hyphen Fitch. Is the Fitch spelled with a small F or a big one? A big A.

It's a chip.

Okay.

There's a white car behind us.

We're being followed.

There's always a possibility.

We agree.

The next band.

You have to die.

Die brave.

I'm going to ask you some questions now, and you're going to answer them. You're

going to answer them, because when you tried to kill me, you threw away the

book. Understand?

Open your mouth.

Spit it out.

Spit it out!

Yes, I rented Mr. Sam the boat yesterday.

He went straight out.

Straight out all night?

Ah, he would.

Oh? Why?

Because I told him to.

Why did you tell him to?

Because of the deep sea bass.

The deep sea bass?

Well, you know that.

Where you handle that rod?

You're a fishy man yourself.

You should have said so right away.

The deep sea bass are prolific at this time of year.

Early morning, late at night. That's the best time.

There you are. You're a fishy man.

It was that silly city rig that foxed me.

With her good, strong, supple wrists.

How did you get them? Pulling tuna fish?

Or pulling champagne corks?

Or steeplechasing?

I've been through George's hotel room. Nothing.

You worried about Mr. Standard?

Not exactly.

I should think not.

Knows these waters, he does.

And even if he didn't, that boat of mine's a good 'un. She knows her own way

home.

There she is now.

I'd know that note anywhere.

There's nothing wrong.

There wasn't a mark on him.

Not a scratch.

There was, just here.

Can I borrow your lipstick?

Lipstick?

What a pretty shade of pink.

Pink? It's called Sims of Youth.

It's not a colour. It's an accusation.

Now, let's get a fix.

The boat drifted in from the north -west. Now, what's directly north -west

here?

America.

Besides America.

That'd be the Isle of St. Dawker.

St. Dawker? What happens there?

Oh, used to be fishing, mainly, until the war.

Since then, the brothers run it.

Sort of a retreat.

Brothers? Brothers of Sandorka, Holy Order.

Monks. There are some of them now.

They come ashore once in a while to buy provisions and sell their extract.

Sandorka fish extract.

Sort of preservative.

That's it. Poor old George Stannard died of fish poisoning.

But how?

One oyster too many?

Or a herring bitten?

Do you have to do that?

It's supposed to help Sherlock Holmes.

Let's face it, we need help at the moment.

George gone, von Klaus disappeared.

Dead end.

Very dead.

Our German friends have been very cooperative and efficient, as usual.

But it doesn't help.

This was issued to one over Führer Fritz Gunner in December 1942.

Oh, do we know where he is now?

Missing, presumed dead.

Gunner was on Der Adler flight K7, one of the last planes to leave Berlin in

just before the Russians arrived.

Neither he or the plane have been heard of since.

Oh, back to the violin.

There's a link, indeed.

German gun, von Klaus.

Yes, I know.

There's a link to where or what.

The autopsy report on my man makes fun reading, too.

Fish poisoning.

Probably a concentrated extract from the poison sack of the jellyfish.

An extract?

Steed? The monks of Sandorca specialize in fish extracts. Monks?

Did you say monks?

I suspected for one moment that the young men of this island had planned

thing.

I tell you, Nick, what is unforgivable.

The only saving grace is that they meant well.

They meant well?

I am kidnapped and bound. Yes, yes, I agree that their motive for such an act

beyond reproach.

Doctor, doctor, please calm down.

Take some tea with me. Tea?

But probably half the country is looking for me. I want to tell you.

Unfortunately, we have no telephone link with the mainland.

But I have arranged for a boat to be made ready for your return.

Meanwhile, I... I would appreciate the opportunity of

explaining. I insist.

Dr. Von Krause, some weeks ago, one of our most revered brothers fell into a

coma.

Since then, all efforts to revive him have failed.

But there are other doctors.

Oh, indeed.

Some of the monks are skilled in medical matters. Nor do we lack equipment.

But we do lack your brilliance. Oh, doctor, doctor, you must understand.

The man in coma is deeply loved.

Regarded by some as a saint.

That is why our headstrong young men took such desperate measures.

But why didn't they just come up and ask me?

Would you have come?

and many pleas for your assistance.

Far more than you could possibly deal with.

The boat is being made ready, you say?

Yes.

Well, while I'm waiting, I might as well take a look at this man.

Mr. Judd!

Mr. Judd!

This is Brother Berry. Dr. Von Klaus?

Brother Berry heads our medical team.

You have done well.

Cleasing techniques need to be nicely judged.

Thank you.

Would it be too optimistic to say I will enjoy working with you?

We will need

hypothermal equipment to desensitize us. I anticipated that. They are on their

way.

I will enjoy working with you.

Where can I scrub up?

A stranger.

And it looks like he's planning a long stay.

Oh, just a day or two. One doesn't like to be without a few of life's

necessities.

Which way is my room?

Oh, they'll attend to your baggage, sir.

We're famous for our hospitality, aren't we? Expect it like a drink after your

long journey. Oh, sir, shepherding.

No shoes.

Well, he's either eccentric or insane.

I don't know what to make of him.

And what to make of these?

Found on the North Beach.

Buried.

Hidden.

We'll take a look.

This could have something to do with that man's stun art.

It could have.

On the other hand... Aye, aye.

We'll take a look around the beach.

Is it worth talking to Hara?

He could have seen someone.

Well, that feeble -minded old fool.

If he had seen anything, he's forgotten by now.

A direct injection into the heart.

If he responds, then we will have to restore his body temperature.

To normal.

Gradually, but as quickly as possible.

You understand, of course, that this is the most crucial moment.

It is here that one fails or opens the avenue to success.

Hello. Hello, my dear.

You're Mr. Hara, aren't you?

Oh, Mr.

No one's called me Mr. in a long time.

They laugh at me. I keep forgetting things.

Doesn't everybody?

You forget things too, do you?

Sometimes.

I forgot what we were talking about.

About forgetting things.

Oh. Oh, yeah.

I don't always forget things.

Some things they'd like me to forget.

What kind of things?

What would they like you to forget?

Oh, well, for one, a big bird.

What big bird?

Bird? What bird?

The bird you were telling me about.

Oh, oh, yes.

Well, it came swinging up the sky, it did.

Swinging low like a chariot they're always singing about.

Breathing fire, it was.

Visitation.

When was this?

When was what?

The big bird.

Bird? What was it? The bird that fell from the sky.

Oh, you saw it too, did you? Yes, but I can't remember when. Oh, you've

forgotten, have you? Oh, it's a bad habit.

It was during the war, my dear.

Big war between someone and someone.

Somewhere, a big bird came.

Out of the sky.

And they buried it.

They buried it.

Do you know where?

Ah, yes.

I'll take you there this minute.

Really?

If only I could remember where.

Part of it is strengthening.

I've done it, Doctor.

Fine.

We have done it.

corners doctor you take immense brilliant risks risks i would never dare

i brought this man back from the dead you think you're the only doctor in the

world who could have done it

doctor

oh but you are weary desperately

tired

Doctor, your boat is ready, but I insist that you rest a while before you make

the trip. Yeah? Yeah, I think I had better.

The pacemaker must be kept constant.

Do not worry.

I will remain with him.

Go now, Doctor. Rest.

I remember rightly. They buried it about here.

Or there.

Or here.

Or... If you remember rightly.

They didn't have time to bury it deep. I remember that.

They emptied its belly of the big bird.

They say it was filled with treasure.

The greatest treasure in the world.

They took the treasure away.

The greatest treasure in the world.

Of course, Mr. Gambit.

All flight records are efficiently recorded.

Which flight did you have in mind?

Der Adler, flight K7. April 1945?

Why, yes. I don't have to find the file on that one.

You don't? It's very famous. I know it all by heart.

Der Adler, flight K7 out of Berlin, 2230 hours, April 29, 1945.

Are you from German stock?

Yes. You're very attractive. You surely have some German in you somewhere.

Sorry.

Never mind, I like English men, too, and I am free for dinner tonight.

Where was it heading?

Flight K7?

South America.

I'll show you.

It's the curved jawline, the square edge of the shoulder. South America?

Mr. Gambit, this was the last recorded flight out of Berlin before the

surrender. Where else could it have been heading?

Your eyes, too. They have a distinctly Bavarian... I think you're lovely, too.

Who was on board the plane?

Probably no one else save the essential crew and the greatest treasure of

Germany. That is the rumor.

All the gold are not treasures of Germany. That is just a rumor, Mr.

Unconfirmed. What happened to Flight K7?

Well, the last radio message pinpointed it up here, mid -Atlantic and heading

west.

Presumably, she was shot down, but as you can see, there's nothing here. She

lies now at the bottom of the ocean.

Quite sure you have no German blood.

Oh, I have that.

I knew it. I took three bullets while scrambling over the wall last year.

Your people gave me a transfusion.

Dinner tonight is out of the question.

It's Saturday, perhaps?

I'll evade your call.

You're wrong, you know, that there's nothing there. There is.

A tiny island.

St. Orca.

crashing down on your island, what would you do, Steve?

Difficult question.

I'd call some of unquestioned honesty.

You'd kill off any survivors and pocket the lot.

That's what the St. Dauphins have done.

And somehow poor old Stenard stumbled onto it.

I can make the equation.

The thing now is to prove it.

I shouldn't let too many people see you doing that.

They might think you're talking through your hat.

Just hanging about.

I'll be in touch, Gambit.

I found an aeroplane. Der Adler. And I know what it's all about now.

Germany's greatest treasure.

Yes. How did you know?

That's Gambit's theory, too.

Theory? There's no other explanation.

Perhaps.

Doesn't explain why they snatch foreign clothes.

Look, could you give me a hand in here? You can't do that.

Gentleman's bedroom.

Very, very dangerous.

But you're no gentleman.

That's where the danger lies.

Good night, Toby.

We must find von Klaus.

Von Klaus.

Dr. von Klaus.

He is not responding, Doctor. A relapse.

The pacemaker is working?

Where has this happened?

He's lapsed back into coma.

Surely we can go through the whole process again, can't we? He's still

Doctor, I am ready to go through the whole technique again.

I am ready, Doctor.

This is not the same man.

Dr. Von Klaus, how could that possibly be?

This is not the same man.

You're exhausted.

Perhaps if you rest a little longer, I can maintain watch here.

Show me his face, Doctor.

Show me his face!

My God.

No, Doctor von Klaus.

My God.

We need him unharmed. No, no, no.

It is as well that a good doctor should learn just how determined we are.

Doctor, you will do as we say.

It is hideous.

Obscene.

It is the future.

It is the past.

The past to let die.

To let die.

It is a pity you saw through our little deception.

Had it worked, you might now be on your way home and... Otherwise, as it is, you

must stay and work to our orders.

You will have to kill me first.

Kill you?

My dear doctor, you are utterly indispensable to us. We cannot kill you.

But you do have a wife.

And three very attractive daughters.

Oh, yes.

In Germany.

But then we still have a few friends in Germany.

So, the matter is concluded.

You see?

Absolutely no choice.

We have moved the patient back to his own quarters.

Quarters.

More fitting for such a person.

You will conduct your first examination there.

Monkey business.

Oh, Mr. Seed.

I thought you'd be asleep by this time, sir.

Couldn't sleep.

Stroll outside may help, I think.

Oh, I wouldn't do that if I were you, sir.

No? No, sir.

A chill night.

Don't worry about that. I've got a warm nature.

You'll get into bad habits.

You're lucky.

I am?

We'll bait our hooks to kill our stun.

Lucky for you, I fancied using the ladder.

Because I fancied other things.

Naughty? I know the feeling.

You do?

Fancying things.

Right now, I fancy...

A steak au poivre.

Preferably at the Georges Saint in Paris.

We found these.

Now, when and why?

Oh, yes, well, um... Look, you're probably going to find this rather

to believe, but, uh... I can't remember.

I can't remember a thing.

I must have bumped my head or something.

Thanks for putting me up.

And, uh, well, thank you for everything.

Now I think I really must go.

Brothers!

Brothers of St.

Talker!

As you know, tomorrow is the 20th of April.

A birthday!

And a rebirth!

Brothers, on April 20th, 1889, there came amongst us a man who was to

change the face of the world.

He is still with us.

And tomorrow, on the very day of his birth, he will be restored

to us.

I ask you now to honor him.

I ask you to cast aside these trappings we have presented to the world for so

many years, to cast them aside and stand proudly as we

most truly are.

Rule Britannia.

Stede. Purdy.

Come on, get me out of here.

Getting you out? I'm in the cell next door.

Oh.

I'll have to rethink the whole thing, then.

What's going on, Steed?

I wish I knew.

Nazis.

April 1889.

Von Klaus.

And you were one of the original group?

There were 42 of us aboard the plane when it crashed here.

Men and women.

All of us dedicated to the Fuhrer.

The whole island. How did you manage that? Oh, it was not so difficult. We

almost outnumbered the population.

All the young men away fighting the war.

Ever simply women and children and a few old men to overcome.

Those who submitted to our will were allowed to survive.

And the rest were slaughtered?

Or used for experimentation.

The end justifies the means.

Oh, yes, that battle cry has been the excuse for a great deal of bloodshed.

This island is ours now, Doctor.

Over the years, we have populated and controlled it. It is ours now. The last

bastion of Nazi Germany. No, the first.

From here, we will spread and grow and conquer again.

With your professional assistance,

Carl here will be watching every move, Doctor.

One false move.

And think of your wife.

And those three pretty daughters.

They'll probably kill us, won't they?

I do fear they have something rather permanent in mind, yes.

Steed, I want to confess.

The habit was just a disguise.

I don't really think you're like St. Paul's Cathedral.

What?

Gambit used to think you were old -fashioned.

But I said, suppose you are so St. Paul's.

And you both survived a very long time.

You are to be executed immediately.

Thank goodness you broke it to me gently.

Whatever's going on is going on in there.

Uh -uh.

That poor violin.

And loud gunshots make me blink.

Where'd you learn that, the Royal Marine?

Royal Ballet. They threw me out.

What'd you do, main the leading man in his powder dirt?

Too tall.

The direct injection into the heart.

We are seconds away.

Please, gentlemen.

Dr. von Klaus, I don't know what you're doing here, but I imagine it's under

duress. Would you kindly move out of the line of fire?

No. He will die.

A man will die.

Is this true, doctor?

There is a man in coma here, yeah.

He has been in coma since April 1945.

The result of an air crash.

Then continue.

You have not yet seen who this man is.

He is dead.

No, comatose. In a state of suspended animation.

Every organ of his body is perfectly preserved.

Kept alive artificially.

Every organ?

He looks awfully well.

Germany's greatest treasure.

Nazi Germany.

You see now why I welcome your intrusion.

You will continue, Herr Doctor.

The gun that you hold is taken from one of my men.

Ammunition has been a precious commodity here for many years.

We have devised other ways of killing.

The gun remains merely a method of intimidation.

They are seldom loaded.

But this one is.

You will continue, Herr Doctor.

Restore our glorious leader to us so that he may lead us again, and this time

victory.

Continue, Herr Doctor. Complete your work.

This is a Smith & Wesson.

Magnum 38. I loaded it myself this morning.

Carl, this is a Schmeisser machine carbine.

If you pull the trigger, it fires the entire clip.

One will surely find the mark.

Carl, you must go on. It is important.

Yes. You promise me.

I promise. My life means nothing but his.

Duncan.

Thank you.