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My compliments, madam. Hello, sir. Glad you could come.

Mr. Royer will show you the items. I'll leave you with him for a moment.

I will show you the jewelry.

Would you give them to me?

This one is fine.

I'll display a few, so you can choose.

Charming, isn't it? I'll take this one too.

And this is the famous necklace with the diamonds.

I'll take this one too.

Put them in a jewelry box for Lord Shelton.

How much is it?

Five million five hundred thousand. New francs, of course.

Shall I have them delivered? - No, I'll take them with me.

Thank you.

Goodbye.

That was pleasant business. - Lord Shelton was in a good mood.

Director. - What's the matter?

Fantomas.

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The police are watching. Rest assured, Fantomas' days are numbered.

Take that from Commissioner Juve. Don't worry.

Fantomas isn't that special. He's like you and me.

He has committed crimes...

but traffic causes far more victims than he does.

He blew up planes and derailed trains...

but highway robbers are much more dangerous. We'll get him.

You better start being afraid, Fantomas.

You have a hundred faces, but only one head.

And soon it will fall. I'll catch you.

He who laughs last, laughs best.

Trust me, there is no reason for concern.

Thank you, Commissioner.

That was Commissioner Juve.

He came to our studio to tell you the police are watching.

That's all for now.

Now the police are exaggerating. - They don't take us seriously.

Listen. This is on the front page.

Your newspaper has some nerve. Listen to this.

"Long live Fantomas. Fantomas, you don't exist."

That's a good headline, right? - Stop it.

What do you know about it?

"At the subordinates' ball you're the clown..."

Leading the common folk in the dance.

Isn't that a bit grandiose? - You focus on your photos.

It can be even better.

"The police are watching. No, Commissioner Juve, the police are putting us to sleep.

You invented those hundred faces to save your own.

And even more:

The housing shortage: Fantomas. The expensive meat: Fantomas."

Something "social" had to be included. "Taxes, official misconduct: Fantomas."

"The villain, the elusive, the uncatchable, the guilty:

Fantomas."

What do you think, darling? - Want my opinion? I think it's ridiculous.

And then they say love is blind.

Someone will have a good laugh.

Who? - Fantomas.

If only he existed and you met him.

Do you think he would scare me? He must be an interesting man.

Sometimes I wonder what I found so fascinating about you.

That doesn't change that it's a bad article. Use your imagination.

If Fantomas doesn't exist, you must invent him.

Give me a kiss, darling.

You've given me a brilliant idea. Come with me.

Where are we going? - To Fantomas.

Are you ready? Watch out.

Don't move. One more.

That's fine.

The monster has told me everything.

Today in "Le Point du Jour": An interview with Fantomas.

The world in the hands of a madman. Interview with Fantomas.

"Soon I will rule the world. Humanity is at my mercy."

"Soon I will possess the ultimate weapon."

The ultimate weapon. Nonsense. An army needs infantry for that.

It's time, Your Excellency.

That will be a press conference.

"If I want, I can blow up the globe. And that foolish Juve can't stop me."

"Perhaps tomorrow the big fireworks will happen."

It will be a grand spectacle.

And you will all have front row seats.

The end is near. Forget your monthly salary.

"If you must die, then die in style."

Sensational, magnificent. I expected this from you: a brilliant idea.

It reminds me of my youth, when I came up with ideas.

That's priceless thumb-sucking. - Thumb-sucking?

It's obviously nonsense. - Not at all.

I'm not a subscriber. Admit it. - I say nothing without my lawyer.

You could use a good lawyer. "Do not disturb."

It's a disgrace.

And eavesdropping, isn't that a disgrace?

You go too far. Everything is allowed if it boosts circulation.

Blood sells. Without murders you would lose support.

But after you. Our profession involves more than crime reporting.

Terrorizing the public, you call that a profession?

I will show that this article... This trash is full of lies.

It will cause quite a stir, mark my words.

Laugh. Watch out.

Thanks. - You're welcome.

Front page, four columns. Good for circulation.

Gentlemen, I will tell you what I have decided.

During the forced rest, I had time to thoroughly reconsider the case.

My conclusion is as follows:

An explosion has occurred. No explosion without explosives.

Fantomas blew up the newspaper.

There is a connection between Fantomas and our... friend the journalist.

Makes sense. - Think along with me.

By keeping an eye on that journalist, we trace back to...

Fantomas. Good heavens.

See you very soon.

Those idiots. Cunning, huh.

What's the meaning of this? Come along, you.

Let me go, imbeciles. - We'll teach you some manners.

You're ruining my plan. - Tell that at the station.

But I am the commissioner. - And I am the president.

You need to sleep off your stupor. - A night with us won't hurt.

Watch out, in a few moments Fantomas will come for you.

Leave me alone. Save your imagination for your articles.

Yes, it's me, Fantomas.

You will never know my true face.

Beneath this mask, it remains hidden from everyone.

You wrote an article about me making me ridiculous.

You made a fool of me.

Let him go.

Sit down.

You thought you could mock me with impunity.

I have an excuse. I didn't believe you existed.

I thought I had proven it.

In a completely fabricated interview, you portrayed me as an imbecile.

As a grim and gloomy madman.

Whereas I am cheerful by nature.

I do kill, yes, but always with a smile.

Crimes against humanity...

Humanity... What a magnificent puppet show.

Impossible to be bored.

You have a sense of humor. Gallows humor, the rarest kind.

Humor hidden behind a mask. Excuse me.

Keep those jokes to yourself.

You made me ridiculous...

but also proved that a great man starts nothing without the press.

So you're putting a new article about me on your front page.

You admit it was deception.

And if this time you don't write praiseably about me...

the worst torments await you.

You get two days.

Two days, that's little. - I said so.

How will we meet again?

I'd like to arrange a next meeting.

You have nothing to fear, as long as you obey me.

From now on, you hold your life in your hands.

And remember: From now on, you are under my command.

Darling, do you hear me? Open up.

Are you sick, dearest?

Open up.

I was so worried. What happened? - I didn't wake up.

I feared something happened to you. I called, but you didn't answer.

I was sleeping.

What is it?

You wouldn't believe it, I had a nightmare. Imagine...

A night at the office. Me. Good that the press didn't find out.

If you had your papers with you...

Well observed. You'll get far yet.

I wasn't wearing my jacket. I must think of everything.

Commissioner? That the police gave you a hard time...

What a nightmare. - That guy wasn't easy, huh.

Your imagination is playing tricks.

You're hurting me. - You have a bump. A huge bump.

Indeed. Right where I was struck.

What is that?

It wasn't a dream. It was Fantomas.

Who's there? - Fantomas.

Do not open. Please. I'll call the police.

The line is cut.

Open up. - Don't.

You gave me two days.

Is that so? Police. Commissioner Juve. Open up.

Bravo. I fell for it. - But I didn't. Gentlemen...

Have you gone mad. - Watch your words.

I arrest you in the name of the law.

You don't mean that. - I am a serious man.

So Fantomas gave you two days. But for what and why?

Sir has contact with Fantomas.

You didn't report it. That's complicity.

I understood everything.

What is that? - I'll explain it.

Never mind. The “F” of Fantomas. That's of course a coincidence.

We'll question you thoroughly. Take him away.

This is outrageous. - Don't make it worse for him.

What a delightful pat.

You may eat and drink once you've confessed.

Two days fasting won't kill you. It's actually good for health.

Go on. Speak.

You've been asking me the same questions for two days. I've told everything.

I can't hold on any longer.

White wine is bad for the nerves. - That's enough now.

Your article was fabricated, right? - That's correct.

Right now everyone thinks it was true.

That's also true.

What's true? That everyone believes it? - No, that it was fabricated.

Suppose it was a lie, why did Fantomas kidnap you then?

Precisely because it was a lie. - You lie, you lie. He lies.

Do you mean I lie about lying, or that I lie when...

Be quiet. - Listen now.

I don't want any rudeness. Enough.

This man is clearly tired. He can't keep up anymore.

We'll continue tomorrow. Take him to his cell.

Here, just wasting a bit of my time...

Calm down. It's going to be a five-column article. Fantomas will be pleased.

And Mr. Compre has you out here like this.

There he is.

Fantomas in complete rage.

"Le Point du Jour", please.

To "Le Point du Jour". Quickly.

Follow him.

Sabotage.

Fantomas is behind this. Stop a taxi. Hurry.

Where should I find him?

Fantomas will be pleased.

What now? Where are you taking me?

Sit down.

You may leave.

This time you really went too far.

Let me explain. It wasn't me...

Shut up.

Coming here? I want to introduce our guest to you.

As punishment...

I will force you to work on something very extraordinary.

What then? - My masterpiece.

The creation of a perfect man entirely subject to my will.

Only he has no brain yet. Yours would suffice.

I feel flattered.

But honestly, there are better brains.

Modest, thus intelligent. We will create something beautiful together.

My experiments are very advanced.

Take your time. It would be a shame to ruin something so grand.

Rest assured. I succeed at everything I do.

Lady Beltham, my loyal assistant and friend. She helps me in everything.

Pleased to meet you. If I may say so...

She was married to Lord Beltham, who has disappeared.

Lord Beltham? The corpse in the mysterious trunk?

That's the one.

But then you are... - Correct.

I'm sure you will get along well.

Thank you, friend.

Can anyone imagine a more beautiful widow?

A devilish beauty.

The ideal woman. She has all the flaws.

Lady Beltham will be an attentive hostess for you.

Leaving already? - Just a few days.

I will make sure you fall out of favor with the public.

Those who love you will come to hate you.

The announcement of your death will relieve everyone.

I will turn you into a bloodthirsty monster.

How?

By using your name and face...

And committing spectacular crimes.

You will take my secret to your grave.

I have discovered how to perfectly replicate human skin.

Most of my crimes I commit using a victim's face.

Here are some examples of my compositions.

I have assumed their identity as I will now assume yours.

Each time I replicated their fingerprints...

On gloves of the same material.

And do not try to escape.

Photoelectric cells would render your attempts useless.

And if you try force...

A signal from Lady Beltham will send my bodyguards into action.

You may leave.

On television, you can follow your actions.

Goodbye. You will hear from yourself again.

Commissioner Juve challenges Fantomas.

Will the monster strike during the jewel show?

Our guests are requested to proceed to our sun terrace.

There, the jewel show will begin in a few moments.

Make sure they join.

There they are.

Back up, ladies and gentlemen. Stay on the sidewalk.

Open up.

Your fiancée urgently wants to speak with you.

You're the photographer from "Le Point du Jour", right?

Let me go. Are you completely mad?

Do you know where the trunk should go?

I am the secretary-general of the employers' organization.

Your jewels will be well-guarded. - I have no doubt about that.

Place them on the desk.

Here they are, Commissioner. - After you.

Close the door.

Excellent.

Director, the jewels are here. - Excuse me.

These are the jewels provided by the employers' association

for availability.

Magnificent. That's worth hundreds of millions.

Billions, Director.

Bravo. Let's hope Fantomas comes after them.

And this time he will not escape.

It was a brilliant idea.

Is everything ready? Good, let's begin.

Are the ladies almost ready? - In a few minutes.

Don't bother.

Don't be afraid, I am here.

Commissioner, may I ask you...

Excellency, Mr. Chairman, ladies and gentlemen.

It is a great honor to organize this magnificent spectacle...

under the auspices of the jewelers' association...

and our major newspaper "Le Point du Jour."

Eyes open, huh.

You will see the most elegant models of Paris...

adorned with the finest jewels of the capital.

Number five, please.

You're in a hurry, huh.

You will soon see the most beautiful creations

presented by the most beautiful people.

Who is that bearded man?

They have a gorgeous line.

A true paradise.

Ladies and gentlemen, the show is about to begin.

We ask everyone to take their seats.

Number 18.

Number 19. Turquoise and diamonds.

Number 20. Ruby and diamonds.

Number 21. Diamonds and emerald.

Here is number 7. May I have number 12?

What do they have now?

Number 24. Diamonds.

Open it.

What do we have now. I'll break the door open.

Go ahead. Hurry up.

Stop the thief.

It's Fantomas. He will pay for this. Sound the alarm.

Sound the alarm. - Why?

There he is.

It's him. It's Fantomas.

Just wait. I'll catch you. Alive.

I'll get you.

I'm going to catch you. This will cost you dearly.

Stop it.

I'll still get you.

My investigation led to a startling conclusion.

The Fantomas mystery is solved. This is his true face.

So it's that journalist. Now we only need to arrest him.

It seems his fiancée is complicit...

for she has also disappeared. The conclusion is clear...

It worked out well, huh?

Don't worry about your fiancée.

She is safe here in the finest room of the castle.

Do you want to see her?

You have taste.

She still needs to get used to the new surroundings.

She is wonderful.

From here you can watch our idyll.

Do you have an idyll with my fiancée in mind?

That is certainly possible.

But do you think such an adventure will appeal to Lady Beltham?

I won't inform her.

I am a romantic spirit.

I want to be loved as you were. I will take my time.

Hélène will never agree...

Never say that to a woman. Never.

She is delighted.

She is already under the influence of my happiness elixir.

After the flowers of evil, now the flowers of romance.

This extraordinary woman will be my reward.

I still have to deal with your friend, the commissioner.

That idiot is getting on my nerves more and more.

I must and will have his head in my possession.

Astounding film report about the bloodthirsty monster.

Fantomas, Fantomas and Fantomas again. Always Fantomas.

Now we have witnesses.

Arrest them. I mean, interrogate them. - That has been done.

Speak up then.

Are you sure you saw the journalist on the roof?

Are you kidding me? Are you saying I am hallucinating?

The witnesses give a completely different description.

Then they are crazy. Make a profile sketch immediately.

All witnesses to the screening room. - We're already on it.

Please take a seat.

We are going to reconstruct the perpetrator's profile.

We will try to sketch Fantomas's face...

based on your indications. This requires your full attention.

Lights out. Let's start with the eyes. Do you recognize them?

Do you recognize the mouth?

And do you recognize this hair?

And the nose? Do you recognize it?

Silence, please. Again: the hair.

No, he had short hair. - And he was balding on top.

That's it, yes.

The nose.

He was taller. - And heavier.

The mouth.

No, his mouth was much thinner.

That's him. A cruel mouth.

The eyes.

No, he looked sadistic. - Like a wild beast.

That's him completely.

That's exactly that depraved look.

Enough.

Silence.

What will we get now? Is this a joke? Where do these people come from?

This will not go without consequences. I demand an investigation. Clear the hall.

I do not feel well at all. We'll continue tomorrow. I'm going to sleep.

The commissioner is behaving strangely. - I'd even say oddly. Very odd.

Stop it. Silence.

Scoundrel. - Can I help that I have a flat?

Hands up. Quick, and keep your mouth shut. Move and you're dead.

And dare to walk away.

Wait patiently for the police to arrive.

That must be Fantomas again.

We need to alert the commissioner.

No answer?

Strange. He clearly said he was going home.

You stay here. Come along, I on.

Something must have happened to him.

Look what I found here.

That's odd. It's getting stranger.

We'll go through the window.

How long have you been standing there? That's a bad joke.

Sleepwalking, perhaps? - I'll explain. Can you laugh?

But you can't. Fantomas struck again.

Impossible. Turn around. Shoot.

Silence, please.

We will start the reconstruction.

Here is Commissioner Juve.

What happened? - That's him.

You'll get food once you confess. - Michel...

During the robbery, you were asleep. You didn't hear the phone.

I had cotton in my ears. - Cotton, huh?

And the slipper? - I threw it out the window.

Yes, that's what they're for. - Someone was making a racket.

But you didn't hear the phone. - I've already explained that.

Weren't you committing crimes? - Stupid fool.

Watch it. Insulting an officer on duty.

We have the fingerprints. - Good.

And? - They're yours.

Then the evidence is conclusive. I am Fantomas.

I didn't realize, but I am. See? I am Fantomas.

Darling, wake up. Where are we?

I don't know.

Whose car is that? - No idea. What happened?

You must have fallen asleep. - I've got a wooden head.

Yesterday was worse. You looked so strange then.

Finally, you're with me again.

What happened to me?

I took photos during the jewelry show and then I remember nothing.

And then I was with you in a helicopter.

Original, huh. With you, you never get bored.

They drugged us. I'll explain later.

That happiness elixir and all. - You're losing it, I think.

What's that? Look. Lady Beltham.

"I give you back your freedom.

Don't even try to understand women."

We have a car. This road always leads somewhere.

For the first time, a woman's jealousy is my salvation.

You spoke out of turn. You don't know women yet.

That bitch sabotaged the brakes.

I can't downshift. The gearbox is broken too.

The ravine.

Pay attention. - I am.

Do you want to do it?

What's spinning? - Obviously.

Watch now, darling.

Trucks. That won't work. - Hold on.

I'm scared. - Let go.

I feel sick. - Let go. You're crazy.

Stay here.

I feel sick.

We'll make it.

You're quite a joker.

I'll tell you this: I've never laughed so much.

So Lady Beltham let you escape because she was jealous of your fiancée?

Exactly.

She wanted to kill us by tampering with the car.

You have a rich imagination. - That woman...

Your story about Fantomas isn't true.

I arrested Fantomas myself.

May I ask who it is? - Commissioner Juve.

I thought so. - Yes, because you were his assistant.

Of course, it all makes sense.

Record his confession.

The masks, the prints. I should have known.

It was simple. - But explain it to a cop.

Come along.

Where are you taking us? - Do as I say. No questions.

Where is he taking us? - No idea.

The guillotine is outdated. I have something better.

Be patient.

Two brains are better than one.

What's he talking about? - He'll explain. A surprise.

Get up. Another car.

Get in.

Are they keeping quiet? - Haven't heard from them today.

What do we have now?

Fantomas has escaped.

Which one? - Both.

Impossible.

Focus. - Quickly. They're in danger.

The guard's statement, the masks, Fantomas's card.

Everything checks out. They're innocent. - Yes, of course.

A disaster. I locked up the commissioner.

They must be doing well. Time for you to catch Fantomas.

You're right. Nothing is lost yet.

Block the roads immediately. I'll get that Fantomas.

I'll come too.

It must be that black car.

They saw us. That helicopter.

Stop.

Open fire. Quickly.

They're being followed by motorcycle officers.

Rest assured, the car is armored. Windows and tires are bulletproof.

I've arranged everything properly.

Finish him.

He hit me. - And don't hang out the window.

Come here quickly.

I am Commissioner Juve. Let me go. Hurry up.

We're in a hurry.

What are you doing? - The motor.

Excuse me.

Quick, quick.

Faster.

Look down there.

Hold on tight.

Hold on.

There he is.

They're on the motorcycle. Follow them.

I didn't intend to start the pursuit on horseback.

How should I handle this?

I'm coming.

Help.

Hang on.

That jerk.

What now? - We'll get him.

Then jump.

That's forty francs.

My car is being stolen. - Isn't that gentleman with you?

What's this? - Get in.

Did you steal that car? - Stay calm.

Come on then. Faster, we must catch up.

There he is. On the locomotive.

The track goes left. What now? - Follow the path and look ahead...

We have to go left.

Left. - How? Through the fields?

I confirm my earlier request:

Ensure the Cris-Craft is at the dock of Creek 27.

Understood. Cris-Craft will be at the agreed location.

I see someone running. He's probably heading to the beach.

Bet he's gone towards the sea?

Too late.

The helicopter.

There they are. On the beach.

They're signaling us. We must descend.

He saw us.

What am I doing here all alone?

That's it. That motorboat, that's the Cris-Craft. Catch it.

We'll get him.

Got him.

What are you doing? - I'm going overboard.

Step on it.

Wait a moment. I'm going down. Sacks.

More sacks. Wait a bit. A little lower.

Down.

Take it easy.

In the name of the law, open up.

Wait a moment.

Here he is.

Twenty meters dive.

We're sinking.

Help me. Quickly.

Look, the water is rising.

I'm drowning. I'm going to drown.

I can't swim. I don't remember how.

I used to, but now...

We'll drown. I sent the helicopter back. I'm drowning.

No, look then.

Darling... - I'm drowning.

Hang on, Commissioner.

Give me your hand.

You first, Commissioner. - No, you first.

I can't do it.

Isn't he a bit small?

Are you comfortable? - I don't know.

It's not over yet. We'll meet again, Fantomas.

And then you won't escape me. You'll get your punishment.

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