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Good morning, Mr. Phelps.

These men are Edward Stoner
and Wilson Cardel,

two of the three key scientists
vital to the development

of the United States' Project 12.

They have been kidnapped,
along with their wives,

by this agent, Eric Stavak.

The Wilsons and Cardels
are in great danger

as they are useless to Stavak without
the third scientist on the project,

Dr. Robert Webster.

But should Stavak succeed
in getting all three men

and forcing them to talk,

the solution to what has been
described as the "ultimate weapon"

will be in enemy hands.

The mission, Jim,
should you decide to accept it,

is to prevent that at all costs

and get those two scientists
and their wives back alive.

As always, should you or any
of your IM Force be caught or killed,

the secretary will disavow
any knowledge of your actions.

This tape will self-destruct
in five seconds.

Good luck, Jim.

Same principle.

All right. Now, understand this.

Stoner and Cardel and their wives
will be killed immediately

if any rescue attempt is made.

Why, Jim? Dead men can't tell them
what they wanna know.

Well, neither can they tell us.

Either Stavak
gets the Project 12 equations

or nobody does.

Now, Rollin, once you get inside
Stavak's headquarters,

you'll have to chart the layout exactly
for Barney.

It's getting you out that bothers me.

We'll be working out in the open
the whole time.

That's what makes
the whole idea work.

We're going to be so conspicuous
that nobody's going to notice us?

Exactly.

Cinnamon, the unfortunate death
of Mrs. Webster's mother

will be reported in all
the San Francisco papers tomorrow.

As her daughter,
wife of the famous scientist,

you will, of course,
attend the funeral.

Of course.

Jim, any chance of Stavak
knowing the real Webster?

No. No, he's been inaccessible
for years.

No pictures since he was a kid.

What about Stoner and Cardel
and their wives?

They'll know you're not Webster
and that Cinnamon's not his wife.

They're bright people. They'll figure out
fast enough what we're up to.

For me, Jim? You shouldn't have.

Just make sure you wear them
to the funeral.

In these last hours,

we bid final farewell
to Dorothy Scott Barlow.

It may bring her loved ones
some measure of comfort

to remember that this woman
lived a good life, and a productive life.

She raised to womanhood
a daughter, Susan,

and gave her everything it is
in the power of a mother to give.

To you, Susan, I say:

Though you feel now
a deep sense of loss,

in time you will come to understand

- Do you see any security men?
- That your mother...

No.

Tell Kopik to proceed.

Now let us pray.

Pardon me, do you have a light?

Yes, I think so.

Hey, what is this?!

Let's go.

- You're not the driver we had earlier.
- The other man wasn't feeling well.

- He had to be taken home.
- Oh, I'm sorry to hear that.

Out. Get out now.

- What is this?
- Move.

Sit down, please.

Who are you? What is all this?

I'm so glad you're finally with us,
Dr. Webster.

Dr. Webster?

You think he's my husband?

We're good friends.

You're Susan Webster?

And your husband is the physicist,
Robert Webster?

Legally, yes, but we're separated.

- He wants a divorce.
- You made a mistake, mister.

Mrs. Webster, you will have
to get your husband for me.

How could she do that?

No more questions.

Call him. Tell him you're in trouble.

Tell him that you need him.

You don't understand.
I walked out on him.

He won't care
how much trouble I'm in.

Besides, ever since Dr. Stoner
and Dr. Cardel disappeared,

he's been under heavy guard.

Could you get your husband here
if it meant saving your life?

If the tables were turned,
I wouldn't help him.

The answer is no.

Perhaps then, he'll come to your
and to your friend's funeral.

What am I supposed to do?

I don't know.

You might like to know that Dr. Cardel
and Dr. Stoner, with their wives,

are just down the hall.

They want to live also.

Give her some time to think,
will you?

By all means.

I'll give her one hour to think.

You have an hour, Mrs. Webster.

Oh, Nan, Nan.
Oh, thank God you're all still alive.

Robert's been so worried.

We're here to help.

Ed.

Ed, I'm so glad. So glad.

You're not Robert Webster's wife.

Emily, I know you never thought
I was any kind of a wife to Robert,

but please, let's not argue here.
Let's try to get along.

She's right. This is no time.

We're here to help.
Please, don't give us away.

I'm sorry.
I don't know what I'm saying.

Watch them.

I'm not just thinking of myself.

If I don't get Robert here, we'll all die.

I just don't know what to do.

Hey, Mac.

Yeah?

Do you know a good restaurant
around here?

They're all pretty good if you don't mind
being hungry again an hour later.

That one over there's pretty nice.

Get to the Department
of Water and Power

and get the utilities schematic
for that building.

Yeah, I know what you mean.

Thanks, Mac.

Tell him I wanna see him.

I understand you're ready
to cooperate?

- Maybe.
- Don't play any games with me.

I'm willing to make a deal.

I'll deliver my husband, providing
there's something in it for me.

There is your whole future
in it for you.

I'll get Robert here, providing...

...we walk out of here with $25,000.

You're a very interesting woman,
Mrs. Webster.

- However...
- Don't let's haggle about it.

I know how very much
this means to you.

You can call your husband
while Dr. Yubov is getting the money.

When he has agreed to meet you,

have him come to
the Crimson Dragon in Chinatown.

- Hello.
- Robert, it's me, Susan.

- Oh.
- Is that all you have to say, "oh"?

Well, I'm sorry. I didn't expect...

How are you, Susan?

Did everything go all right
at the funeral?

Okay.

Oh, Robert... she's gone.

I stood there watching
and she's gone.

I don't know, all of a sudden
I got so very lonely.

I'm sorry, Susan.

I got to thinking
of how stupid I've been

and all the mistakes I've made.

Robert, I do still love you
and I need you very much.

Sue, what can I say? You know
I never wanted us to be apart.

Please, Robert, don't say anything.
Just... I wanna see you.

Can you meet me now?

Well, I'm not sure...

Please, Robert, I know
you can work it out. Please?

All right, of course I can. You bet.

Where are you?

Remember where we met
on our first date?

Yes, I do.

Meet me there in an hour.
I love you.

I told you the Crimson Dragon.

I know what you told me.

But only I know
where he'll be in an hour.

If you want him,
we'll all walk out of here together.

You're very clever, Mrs. Webster.

Shall we?

I got here as soon as I could.

- I knew you would.
- Oh, I can't tell you how happy l...

That uncomfortable pressure you feel
at your ribs is a knife, Mr. Webster.

If you want to live through this,
don't make a sound.

Just walk ahead slowly.

Sue? Sue, what have you done?

I saved my life
and the lives of four of your friends.

If you're smart, you'll do the same.

You don't understand,
don't know what you're doing.

All they want is one of your precious
formulas and you'll be okay.

I'd advise you to do it.

Follow them.

When they get off the street,
kill them.

- He's right behind us.
- We're almost there.

Robert?

Ed, Will.

Where are we?

Really doesn't matter, doctor.

The whole thing, gentlemen,
is really quite simple.

You must only make up your minds
to tell me what I want to know.

Please, it will be easier for you,
for all of you.

Of course, I don't expect you
to make such an important decision

without first consulting
among yourselves.

You have until 4:00.

It's now alternating between
40 and 80 cycles per second.

How many decibels will we need?

Up to 120, we're safe.

We don't wanna bring
the building down.

Place two sonic leads here,
two here, and two here.

You're sure that middle one won't
cause the storm drain to cave in?

- Quite sure.
- How about the pictures

- of the gas main?
- Over here.

That shouldn't be any problem.

Can you get that truck
right up to the elevator shaft?

I can back right up to it.

Cinnamon, you'll have to take care
of the fuse box

after you've got rid of the people.

- Will do.
- Rollin,

how long do you think Stavak
will take no for an answer

before he starts shooting people?

Well, nobody knows that,
so we move as fast as we can.

Cinnamon, you better make
that phone call.

Police Department, Disaster Control.

Hello, this is Miss Conners
at the gas company.

We have a 417
at number 12 Hanley Place.

Would you please send a squad car
to assist in evacuation?

Where's Kopik?

You think he may have
been picked up?

Well, if he has, he won't talk.

At least not till long after
we're finished here. Let's go.

Please, board the bus.

You'll be taken
to the community centre,

where you'll be made comfortable
until it's safe to return home.

Please, board the bus.
There is no cause for alarm.

Move quickly to the buses.

Attention,
this is the police department.

Emergency. Everyone must
evacuate the area immediately.

- This way, this way.
- Let's go. Please move quickly.

Right this way. Hurry, hurry.

Have you come to a decision?

Well?

I think we should give him
the equations.

I disagree.

So do I.

You can't allow them
to get the bomb ahead of us, Robert.

But they won't.
Not with the lead we've got.

All we have to do is stay alive
and we'll beat them.

Robert, even if you tell them
what they want to know,

what makes you think
he'll let us live?

You have my word.

Your word?

That's all you have.

It's not good enough.
Either way, we'll die.

I'm against telling them anything.

That is your final decision?

No, no, wait a minute. I'll tell you.

I know more than a third
of the formula, and I have the equation

that determines
the subshell yield potential.

With that, we may be able
to extrapolate the other equations.

In that case, you two perhaps
will reconsider

and decide to cooperate.

You traitor!

Now, enough of this. Sit down

and write down the equations
for Dr. Yubov.

Write.

I will know, Mr. Webster,
if you try to deceive us.

What is that function?

This represents
the half-life of the K meson.

One-point-two times 10
to the minus 8th power.

And this one?

This is the mass
of an antilambda particle.

Not satisfactory, Mr. Webster.

He's wasting our time.

Earthquake!

- You okay?
- Yeah.

Now, whatever happens,
go along with it.

Keep playing it for real.

The earthquake has stopped.

Here, give me a hand here, will you?

- We're trapped!
- Is there any other way

- out of this basement?
- Nope!

Stop! Stay where you are!

Barney, open it full.

Company.

Get in the van. I'll take care of him.

- How's it going?
- Well, not so good.

The main's broken.
We'll be a while yet.

Could you move those people
further back across the street?

I don't want anyone to get hurt.

Right.

How are we gonna get out of here?

We'll just have to wait
until someone digs us out.

Obviously, when that happens,
we can't be found with you people.

You find that amusing?

Ironic, because we're all
gonna die down here.

Don't you smell it?

Gas. There's a leak.

That's right.

Will, how long do you think
it'll take the gas

to displace all the air in this cellar?

Well, there's about
4,200 cubic feet here.

I think maybe it'll take
about 20 minutes.

That should be long enough.

I imagine there are some men
digging to us right now.

That would depend on how much
damage the earthquake did,

what it's like up there.

- Have you got a radio?
- Yes, but there's no power.

Maybe I can use some pieces
from the transmitter

- and rig up some sort of receiver.
- Try it.

This ought to make a good antenna.

At 5:02 p.m. Today,

San Francisco suffered
its worst earthquake since 1906.

Let me have that flashlight.

Here, give me the earphone plug.

Fires have broken out
through the city,

creating a corridor
through the downtown area.

It is reported that a wall of flames
is moving up into the Chinatown area

and hampering rescue efforts.

The main force of the quake angled
down Twin Peaks to Market Street,

creating a corridor of destruction
in the residential district.

This is KGL, Fresno, California.

Now, pick up the earphones.

See if you can find a station
somewhere in this range.

We now repeat our earlier bulletin
of the devastating earthquake

which struck San Francisco
just ten minutes ago.

I hear something.

At 5:02 p.m. Today,

San Francisco suffered
its worst earthquake since 1906.

The city is in complete confusion.

Many fires have broken out
through the city,

creating a corridor
through the downtown area.

It is reported that a wall of flames
is moving up into the Chinatown area

and hampering rescue efforts.

The drain on the city's water supply
is acute.

The heat from the fire
has brought the outside temperature

up to 145 degrees in some areas.

The main force of the quake

angled down Twin Peaks
to Market Street,

creating a corridor of destruction
in the residential district.

Gas is getting worse.

Nobody's on their way
to dig us out of here.

We'll have to do it ourselves.

Give me the flashlight.

This is KGL, Fresno, California.

We now repeat our earlier bulletin
on the devastating earthquake...

What is it? What have you found?

If I can show you how to get out
of here, what happens to us?

You go free. All of you go free.

I need your bullets.
Let me have them.

Go ahead.

Will, I need the powder
from about ten of these shells.

Ed, this drain probably leads
to a main storm drain.

Now, if I can blow a hole in this wall,

see if you can rig up something
to shore up the earth.

- We're gonna dig.
- Can you give me a hand?

I need some wire too.
Look around by the elevator.

- All right.
- Here.

You can't ignite gunpowder
with all this gas in the air.

Yes, I can. Have your men
get the mattresses out of the cell.

The drain on the city's water supply
is acute.

Give me that flashlight.

Do you have a pencil or a pen?

Okay.

Now, feed the wire out into the cell.

The rest of you, get back in there.

Now, get these mattresses in here.
Pack them around tight.

We'll be digging in this direction.

The gas is getting worse.
We can't last much longer.

Okay.

Watch it.

Now, let's see.

The storm drain shouldn't be far.

You about ready to shore up?

Another one.

Careful.

I've got something.

All right,
let's get the women out first.

Back up.

Back out.

- Okay?
- They shouldn't have any trouble.

Let's go.

Get back. Get back.

You too, get back.

Yubov, you go first.

Now, you three. Go on.

Sorry, Mr. Webster.

It would be more humane to kill you,

but I cannot risk exploding the gas
with a gunshot.

Wasn't using gas risky?

What gas?

You mean, it wasn't really gas?

Well, it was as real
as the earthquake.