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Give yourself up, Webb.

We have you boxed in.

Give yourself up.

Thank you, Mrs. Kingsley.

My pleasure, Mr. Webb.

I know it's critical, sir.

We're searching Kingsley's office now, Mr. Waverly.

I'm going to check through every one of these files later myself.

Wait a minute, wait a minute.

Do you have any idea what this is?

Don't touch it.

I know it's critical, sir. I'll keep you informed.

Yes, sir.

They've just arrived.

You're on immediate reassignment, and I can do without being spellbound by your

recent adventures.

We know you've established a thrust to use the Refugee Committee as a front,

you failed to capture Webb.

In that case, we can dispense with the formality of a written report.

Now look, Corey, I can cut out the cracks.

Robert Kingsley has disappeared.

Kingly used to be a field operative. He used to be in the field like you. Now

he's number four man here in Hong Kong.

Every scrap of information we gather passes through his hands, and he's

vanished. Any documents go with him? We're checking, Solo.

I'd have already told you if I knew.

What did you find?

Sir, a capsule.

It gave off kind of a vapor.

What are you talking about?

Are you all right?

Yes, sir, I am now, but... We just stood there, the secretary and I, after we

took a sniff of that stuff, and it was the strangest... What's strange? What

you talking about?

Mr. Grant, for about a minute, we just stood there, conscious,

perfectly all right, except it was like waiting for someone to tell us what we

should do.

Then it wore off, and I came here to report to you.

Show me this capsule.

I wish I could, sir, but it evaporated.

That's right, sir.

Did it leave any residue?

We'll check that out.

That's your assignment.

Robert Kingsley.

Find him.

Mrs. Kingsley?

Yes?

We're from Uncle, and we'd like to have a word with you about... What happened?

Is it Robert?

Come in.

Thank you.

Well,

please

tell me, what is it?

Mrs. Kingsley, your husband has disappeared.

It can't be.

He's not in that kind of work anymore.

It's true, Mrs. Kingsley.

I don't believe it.

There must be some mistake.

I'm afraid not.

Now, if you have any idea, any information at all, where... But you

far more about Robert than I do. I only happen to be married to him.

Uncle is his way of life.

Well, I understand how you must feel, but... He has a desk job now. How can he

disappear? Mrs. Kingsley, can you recall anything that he did, anything at all?

Anything that he did, anything that he said that could help us?

How? He never discussed his work with me. He wasn't supposed to. You know

He seemed happy and content.

How can I help you?

You always ask the wives, the last people who know anything about the real

of men like Robert.

Did he ever say anything about a capsule that we found at his desk?

No. No, nothing.

Mrs. Kingsley.

Yes.

Seven?

Over and over. I don't understand. What does it mean?

Solo here?

Another disappearance, Mr. Solo.

Dr. Kurt Erikson of Berlin.

Europe's most distinguished chemist. His file was missing from our Hong Kong

office. Presumably with Kingsley.

Mr. Kingsley, I am Dr.

Erickson.

Dr. Erickson.

Doctor, I'm honored by your presence here and your collaboration.

Thank you.

Sit down, Doctor.

Mr.

Kingsley, this is... An historic moment.

Ironically so.

For history, as the world knows, it will soon end.

You do have it with you, Doctor.

To look at this, the world's future are a scrap of paper.

We can change mankind's personality.

Mold it to any shape we want.

Steer it in any direction with this.

And we will.

Oh, excuse me, Dr. Erickson, your daughter. You said you wanted to bring

daughter with you.

Have we kept her waiting outside? No.

Anna will be coming on a separate plane.

That's a wise precaution, Doctor.

She should be leaving Berlin any moment now.

Please don't make me explain, okay? Where are you going?

I'm leaving Berlin. That's all I can tell you. Please.

I didn't expect it so soon.

Well, I didn't expect it at all.

I'm sorry. I have to go. But I'll be back.

Believe me, I will be back.

Look, I came all the way from America to be with you and your father on our

vacation. Please, Steve, do you think that I want to leave you?

Well, then don't. This is ridiculous.

I love you.

No. The time to take over the Kinsley Project is now, at its inception.

Mr. Veith is absolutely right.

We can't delay until the last minute.

Take over.

Supervise. Control from the beginning.

I'm in command here.

Directly responsible to Thrush Central.

Only. And I say no.

Mr. Webb.

You don't seem to realize that once Kingsley presses that button, Thrush and

everything else on Earth is in his pocket. We must take over now.

Suppose we do.

And Kingsley's team of geniuses simply refuses to work for us.

We'll have control, all right. Have $100 million worth of equipment which we

have paid for, but cannot operate without them.

Force them.

No. I will not take that chance.

We let Kingsley and company lay the groundwork. Then we move in.

Mr. Veith, Miss Carla, that is my strategy.

The same strategy that nearly got you caught by Solo and Kuriakin?

Why not ask Mrs. Kingsley?

She knows her husband.

If she agrees, will you take over? I have already stated my position.

Besides, I need not remind you that Mrs. Kingsley is doing her part.

Thanks to her, Thrush is in on a scheme which will give it control of the world

forever. And I see no reason to burden her with additional problems.

Why not let Mrs.

Kingsley speak for herself?

Mr. Webb and I have work to do.

It's hot in here.

Erickson's daughter, Anna, is also left by Lynn.

You have their description, sir.

We're transmitting light beam photos right now.

And I do have a lead.

A girl answering Anna Erickson's description.

is aboard Air East Flight 137 due to arrive Hong Kong 1800 hours local time.

That's her, Anna Erickson.

Toxie, gentlemen, Toxie!

Just spotted the ship sir.

Well, that's something

What do you think you're doing?

I'm shooting down that helicopter, sir.

Helicopter? What helicopter?

That one over there.

What's going on here?

Who the devil are you?

This is an illegal, unregistered, armed ship.

We're from Uncle.

We have reason to believe you have Dr. Robert Kingsley, Dr.

Kurt Erickson, and Ann Erickson on board.

We'd like to talk to them.

I don't carry passengers.

Then what do you carry that you have to protect with a machine gun?

You committed an act of piracy.

I have a right to defend my ship against pirates.

Who are these men, Captain?

Anne Erickson, we'd like to talk to your father and Dr. Robert Kingsley.

But I don't know where my father is.

And the only Mr. Kingsley I know of is an English lyric poet long since dead.

Then why are you on this ship? The only fact worth a penny worth a cold chip is

you're aboard my ship unlawfully. Uncle or no uncle?

You are from Uncle?

Uncle. And so was Kingsley.

Don't believe you?

I don't either, Fraulein.

A couple of born liars if I ever saw them.

Now, don't you worry your pretty little head.

Why don't you pop off and play some couple board or something?

Later, dear, later.

Later. Please come. Please.

Robert Kingsley and Dr. Erickson are safely on their way to operational

headquarters Himalayas, due to arrive at 0900.

Mrs. Kingsley, I hope your husband appreciates what you're doing for him.

He will, Mr. Randall.

Until he finds out who's supplying me.

It's bright in here.

Thrush Central to Hong Kong.

General Harmon has been successfully recruited as Kingsley's security chief

is departing for Himalayan base at 1200.

No comment.

General has nothing to say. No comment. No comment. Is there anything good?

No comment.

No comment. The general has nothing to say. Nothing to say. Are you leaving the

country, General? No comment.

General!

You must have something to say, General.

Elected to serve me, you took a personal oath of loyalty. I now invoke that

pledge of unquestioning obedience.

You are no longer in the service of the country we have just left.

You are an elite security force, the last soldiers this world will ever see.

Military history ends with you.

Do your duty.

See to it that it ends gloriously.

Captain Gelser will give you the details and your new uniforms.

It's very quiet.

I'll take a look around.

See anything below?

Nothing.

Nothing on deck either.

I'll take a look up for it.

Completely deserted.

A touch of the Mari Celeste.

Helicopter's been sabotaged.

Has your communicator gone too?

Fortunately, I have something up my sleeve.

How do I inject dignity into the word help?

You don't.

You'll swallow your bride and hope Mr. Weverly sends out a seaplane.

Open channel D, please.

A seaplane?

Of course, gentlemen. That's what I'm here for.

Sir, Jan Voneneck, an electronic expert, has disappeared from Prague,

Czechoslovakia.

But before he disappeared, a music box of his was stolen.

A music box?

Thank you for bringing it.

You're very welcome, Dr. Manovich.

Now tell me, what do you think?

Mr. Kingsley, there was no need for you to kidnap me.

If you had told me of your plan, if you had invited me, I would have come

running to help you achieve it.

Gentlemen, I'm with you every inch of the way.

Then, welcome to the purple.

Thrush Central to Hong Kong.

Electronics Division reports.

Jan Vanovic kidnapped in Prague according to plans at 0600.

Repeat.

Electronics Division reports Jan Bonovic kidnapped in Prague according to plans

at 0600.

You've had your way long enough, Webb.

Now it's going to be our way.

Thrush is going to take over Kingsley's installation and you are through.

And what will Thrush Central say about this, Mr. Beeth? They'll thank us.

Propaganda Division reports.

Public relations expert Mr. Mackey kidnapped in London, according to Planet

0500.

Rush Central to Hong Kong.

Personnel Division reports Dr. Naomi Fisher kidnapped in Tel Aviv, according

Planet 0700.

But why Paul Mackey?

Why would anyone want to kidnap a public relations man?

And why take his desk calendar?

No doubt for the same reason they took a musical box from Vascovet.

Sir, another disappearance, sir.

Dr. Naomi Fisher from Tel Aviv.

What does she do?

She's the world's leading expert on food production.

What was stolen of hers?

An empty briefcase.

What are we supposed to do? Check every petty theft in the world?

Motiveless theft.

Police were baffled today by the strange theft of a family photograph from the

home of Professor David Garrow, 166 Denslow Avenue, Los Angeles.

Dr. Garrow, the world's most celebrated geneticist, was equally astonished.

I can't imagine the burglar's motive, he said.

Another trivial theft from a VIP.

Whose son was vacationing with Dr. Erickson and his daughter Anna.

Fits the pattern.

Quiet, Mr. Zolo.

And which is it going to be our task to alter?

Doing so is going to be highly dangerous, gentlemen.

To you, and to Professor David Garish.

David, for heaven's sakes, what's the hurry? We've got plenty of time.

Darling, what's the matter? You always used to look forward to attending these

conferences. I'm looking forward to this one.

Then what is it?

Is there anything else wrong?

No, it's just that I don't like going away and leaving you two alone.

Particularly after what happened to the house the other night. We'll be all

right, Dad. Well, maybe you will.

Dad, when are you going to realize that? Oh, now, boys, please, stop it. Now,

we're all on edge. I know how worried you are about Anna's disappearance.

David, I know you're... Let's all try to relax, please.

Passengers on flight 128, the conference special may now board at gate 27.

Flight 128, the conference special is now loading at gate 27.

I wonder who that could be.

I'll be right back.

Hello?

Flight 128, the conference special may now board at gate 27.

Flight 128, the conference special is now loading at gate 27.

Now be quiet. Be quiet.

Will Professor David Garrow please report to Gate 27?

Open channel D.

Yes, Mr. Zolo.

We were right, sir.

Professor Garrow's been taken.

We didn't interfere.

Then proceed as planned.

So you knew and still you persuaded my father to walk into a trap. Yes, Mr.

Garrow. Your father has a small transmitter sewn into his clothing.

Mr. Zolo is following a signal from that transmitter in another plane at this

very moment.

Mr. Kerriakin, my husband is as client as not a law enforcement agent.

I can't believe that he would agree to being taken away. He is also a very

man, Mrs. Garrow.

And maybe very dead by now.

Now, no one's heard from the others who've disappeared.

Hasn't it occurred to you that some nut may be murdering them? We discussed that

with your father, Mr. Garrow.

Stephen, open it, please.

Blood money, Mr. Kiriakou.

I see.

Maintain watch.

It's a radar report.

The uncle plane is still following.

And there's nothing else we can do?

Casualties are inevitable, sir.

Missile defense unit.

We're 80 miles west of our last reported position and still over the Himalayas.

Instead of snow, they're... We're under attack.

I don't see any planes. It must be missiles.

No, Professor.

You are not at home in Los Angeles.

Who are you?

What is this place?

Why have you been brought here?

Professor, I'm your new employer.

I'm deeply concerned that your working condition should be familiar to you.

Hence this detailed, painstaking reproduction of your office.

As for your family, I shall send them $5 ,000 every month.

The first payment's already been made.

What's this all about?

Professor, you complete the team.

You, I, and five others, we comprise the seven intellectual wonders of the

world.

Well, it's quite simple, Professor.

You and your associates will help me to alter the course of destiny and thereby

save the world from self -destruction.

We are going to control in every way, in every detail, the mind of every human

being on Earth.

Mr. Koryakin's plane has taken off, sir, to look for Mr. Solo.

He'll transfer to a helicopter when he reaches the crash area.

Gary, I can... I figured I could use some help looking for my father.

I'm in.

I will not work with you on this unholy project.

Professor Garrow.

Professor, the homing device you carried has been discovered.

The oncoplane following you destroyed.

Now forget all thought of rescue and devote your mind to this great task.

The answer's still no.

Not even to ensure the safety of your wife and son?

Desert and bare mountains up here in the Himalayas? That's unusual.

Legend has it this is a rather unusual part of the world.

That's no legend.

That's Mr. Solo's plane.

He must be dead.

listen if you don't have anything positive to say why don't you just keep

Open channel D, please.

Open channel D.

It's not working for some reason.

Hey, look.

There's more of it.

Come on.

Totally in solo, I could use a man like him.

A spy by any name gets shot.

No, General.

That won't be necessary now.

Mr. Kingsley, you had me join this enterprise as your chief of security if

insist on disregarding my advice.

Wiping out the opposition is no achievement, General. Any brute with a

do that.

No, I want him.

I want him to approve of my plan. I could convince him.

If you keep dangerous uncle agents alive to debate...

You're going to endanger this entire project.

Other uncle agents will follow him. And we will assess each case if and when it

arises, General.

Missile defense unit.

Yes, General. I want a saturation radar check over a 25 -mile radius.

Immediately, sir.

Destroy anything that shows up.

Anything. Yes, sir.

Gubbio's jacket!

Well, that proves we're on the right track, at least.

Who was in that room, General?

We don't know.

It was necessary no matter who was in it.

I couldn't risk that aircraft finding us. You know I couldn't risk that.

You were an uncle agent. You've killed before when necessary.

General, it was because I had to kill that I brought all this about. To create

world in which... How do you think I'm here? To play soldier?

Kill for the sake of it?

I want that new world, too.

That's why I'll protect this.

the center of that world from sabotage and invasion.

Now you must let me do my job, no matter who dies.

General, you are a strange mixture.

You pursue a merciful ideal mercilessly.

I'll take that as a compliment.

Central to Hong Kong.

Transportation Center, this is our final report.

The last cargo, including drugs to immobilize the Defense Force, is now

100 miles of the Kingsley installation.

Repeat, this is our final report.

The last cargo, including drugs to immobilize the Defense Force, is now

100 miles of the Kingsley installation.

Thank you.

Mr. Webb will be happy to hear that.

This is Mrs. Kingsley.

Congratulations to all of you for a job well done.

Now all we have to do is wait.

Relax. Out.

We've made it.

You've had a pleasant rest, Mr. Solo.

And a very pleasant awakening so far.

Come with us, if you please.

Father, you must tell me what's going on. I cannot tell you anything now.

Please.

I have work to do. I have meetings to attend to. I just saw one of those uncle

agents under guard. Why?

That's not your concern, darling. Not your concern or mine.

Father,

do you realize that he's being kept a prisoner? Why?

You know, your duty to me.

His obedience.

You've been on confidential missions with me before.

Without worrying me with questions.

Never one like this. Please, don't question me now. Please. Never one like

This one is different.

This time I had to leave someone.

Someone that I'm very fond of.

I had to leave him without any explanation to come here because you

I had to leave Steve Carroll.

He must think I'm crazy.

And now I feel as though I'm just never going to see him again.

And if that's the case, I feel I have a right to know why or go back to him.

You can't do that.

I cannot tell you anything now, and you cannot go back.

You seriously intend to make the whole world think and act the way you want it

to? That's correct, Mr. Solo.

By blanketing it with a docility gas Dr. Erickson has developed.

The capsule you say you found in my office was only a small sample.

Mr. Solo, please consider.

You and I, we have fought the seemingly endless battle against evil.

Don't you see that this way, my way, the battle ends once and for all?

In favor of good.

It's a blasphemy.

Your plan denies humanity its freedom to find its own way to better times.

Walk out.

Walk out.

Kingsley can't operate without you. You're the experts.

So? I'm a soldier.

I realize just about every ambition of my profession except its abolition,

is something I'm afraid for, for me.

Time I saw my first battlefield casualty. Now, I, for one, am not going

walk out on the world's one chance to cleanse itself from the filth of war.

You're not alone in craving peace, General.

But your method of achieving it... The method is certain.

Peace assured forever by one radio broadcast from here ordering it.

One straight order.

So you see, Mr. Solo, no one's going to walk out.

Professor Garrow, you're a geneticist.

Your life work is the biological improvement of man.

Will you pervert that science into the creation of a... of a generation of

robots?

Don't you realize that you're involved... I realize my wife and son

Don't cooperate.

Please, I beg of you.

Think over carefully everything you've heard.

Reconsider your conventional moral objections and join us.

Leading the new world. Let there be eight wonders.

In your new world, Kingsley, there won't be any wonder.

Sergeant,

take the prisoner. Yes, sir.

Follow me.

You have been declared infiltrators and potential saboteurs.

By virtue of the military authority vested in me, I sentence you to

execution.

Death by shooting.

Captain Gelser.

Ready!

He's dead.

I can't tell you how much I regret this.

General, I want him kept

under custody in his father's quarters.

Guard him, but don't harm him.

Can't do anything.

The

same

goes for Solo and Kuriak, General.

Under guard in guest quarters until I send for them.

But, Kingsley... In guest quarters.

Captain Gil, sir?

Sir. Return the prisoners to their quarters.

Take the prisoners to their quarters.

You're tying my hands.

There'll be no more discussions, General. There'll be no more shootings.

drumhead courts, Marshal. No more killings. Is that absolutely clear? No

Dr. Erickson.

Dr.

Erickson, how soon can we launch the gas?

Well, I've been thinking in terms of weeks.

There's so many technical details to take care of. Our schedule... It's

schedule that worries me.

Agents dropping out of the sky. They've located our installation.

Who knows what they're planning right now? We need time. We cannot do this

overnight. Dr. Erickson, we must expedite the attack.

Gas Uncle into obedience like everyone else. What's to happen to the prisoners?

Nothing, the young Garrow.

I owe that much to his father.

And Solo and Kiriakon?

May I suggest, Mr. Kingsley, that they be the first to go under the docility

gas?

All right, General.

Get them ready for the test chamber, now.

and the rest of the world within hours.

Hours, Robert?

That's right, darling.

As soon as Erickson's preparations are completed.

Now, don't ask me any questions. Please just believe me. The change of plan is a

single. All right, Robert. Whatever you say.

Now, hurry, darling.

I will, Robert.

Me too, darling.

I haven't left the apartment in days waiting for your call.

I love you.

Goodbye, Robert.

Why? Why is he advanced the attack time?

Makes no difference.

No difference?

We'll never get the members of Thrush Central to the installation on time.

They'll be...

We go ahead exactly as planned, only we do it sooner.

And without Thrush Central.

Just you and I.

Just you and I.

Steve? Get out.

Steve, you have to listen to me. Get out of here.

Steve, I'm not with those other people. You can't believe me. Get out of here.

I'm not with those people. No, no. Well, then why did they let you come in here?

Why did they let you have a run of the place?

Because right now they're much more human than you are.

Steve, don't you understand? I want to be with you.

Oh, fine. You're with me.

You're with me, right? You're full of sympathy?

Well, no flowers by request. Just get out and leave me alone.

You don't know what they're planning to do, Steve.

Kingsley and the others... Kingsley and the others killed my father.

I wish my father was dead now, so he wouldn't have to be part of this

plan.

I'm telling the truth. Please believe me.

Steal your friends.

They're planning to give your friends some kind of gas.

Everything is ready.

Thank you, Doctor.

Send for Solo in Korea.

I took it out of my father's office.

I don't know what good it's going to do against all of them.

Steve, there's a building at the end of the complex. It has all kinds of windows

around it, and I think it could be some kind of control room.

Can we get in?

I know one thing.

I'd rather die than live in Kingston's kind of world.

So would I.

What happened?

Mr. Solo, Mr. Kuriakon, you ought to be the vanguard.

Within hours, the world's millions will follow you into eternal and profitable

obedience.

Hand me a grenade.

Stop that thing! Stop that thing!

You've got to stop it.

I can't.

It's irreversible.

I've got to be drunk.

Let's get to the airfield.

Don't you come out.

I have not been told to.

There's our friend, Mr. Webb.

And poor, distraught Mrs.

Kingsley.

Drugged. Every single one of General Harmon's men.

And the closed -circuit television system has been sabotaged according to

May I congratulate you, Major.

You and your missile force comprise an excellent fifth column.

The most complex engineering feat in history functioning perfectly in a

television tube blows.

Solo and Correa have got to be stopped. Don't worry about it. They'll be taken.

Start your power build -up, Dr. Erickson. My wife will be here in a

Dr. Fisher, Dr.

Vanovich, Mr. Mackey, it's time to go to our stations. Our moment is near.

My deepest thanks to all of you.

There's been trouble.

Yes, but everything's all right now. Now the joy here.

Robert, you must meet your financial backer, Mr. Webb.

Mr. Webb, you have financed the future of mankind.

It was a bargain, Mr. Kingsley.

Come, you must meet Dr.

Erickson. He'll show you everything.

That's our one chance. Take the plane and use the concealed rockets.

Use the jeeps.

Drop them.

Yes, indeed.

The gas does work. We know that. The general, he was exposed to it quite by

accident. Look at him.

A perfect picture of facility.

The citizen of the new world already at peace.

I find all this quite fascinating, Mr. Kingsley.

But, Dr. Erickson, how does the equipment work?

Of course, Mr. Webb. You see, when those seven tubes are completely filled,

these red strip lights will begin to flash on simultaneously.

And that means that our power system is...

Fully operative.

Then we'll release this lever, which will release the gas by radio control

over the world.

And then?

And then, Mr. Webb, every human being on Earth will be... Ours.

That's right.

Ours. Thanks to Thrush.

Don't look so startled, Robert.

Where else do you think I raised a hundred million dollars?

An overdraft at a drive -in bank.

Margita. You're a fool, Robert. A sick fool.

It all began when you started thinking you could save the human race. Well, you

can't.

Humanity's dirt.

And it always will be.

Believe me, I know.

No, Margita, you're wrong.

I have the gun and that proves I'm right.

That's the reality of power.

Poor Robert.

You never understood that.

You never learned that people don't want to be enlightened.

They only respect the threat of the whip wielded by a master.

And you were never a master, Robert.

Margita, for the love of God, put that gun down.

Kingsley, the pressure is nearing maximum.

This rush. They must have landed troops.

If they get my arm in, they'll control it. Must speed up the problem. We don't

dare. This is regulated.

Don't tell me. Don't do that.

Better make a direct hit on the operations room.

Otherwise... Otherwise a lot of innocent people get killed.

That's our chance.

We'll be blown to bits.

Don't do that.

It's done. We'll be blown to bits. Give me back that key. You're not prepared to

risk your life for the planet. Get out.

Take the general with you. Get out.

General, follow me.

Better circle again.

Now.

That's the effort

Mr..

Solo you and I

for the seemingly endless battle against evil.

Don't you see that this way, my way, the battle ends once and for all in favor

of good.

Good job, gentlemen.

Kingsley sincerely believed history would have said the same of him, sir.

Quite, Mr. Solow.

Quite.

We will board the plane now, General.