All language subtitles for The.Blood.of.Fu.Manchu.1968.1080p.BluRay.x264-GAZER-English

You have been chosen to
take part in a great mission,

as the instruments of my destiny.

No! No! No!

When my father gives
an order, you will obey,

or die.

Centuries ago, an ancient
race conquered this continent.

Now, their secrets are mine,

and, with this knowledge,

I shall master the world.

500 years ago,

the priests of a lost
civilisation lived in this city.

They distilled a poison more
deadly than any known to man.

That poison still exists today.

What is your name?

Celeste.

You are fortunate, Celeste.

You shall be our first emissary.

Observe your lover.

The moon is full,

the moon of life.

Let her taste the kiss

of death!

Power of ancient
poison, transmit to this girl,

so that she will destroy
the enemies in our path.

Strike.

She shall be the first.

The first of ten.

The old one.

You have suffered torture for many days

before you showed us the
hidden secrets of this temple.

And yet, you are still alive.

To show your sisters how
powerful is the poison that you carry,

you will kiss him

on the lips.

He will become sightless,
and then he will die.

I've placed Celeste in your charge.

See to it that her next lover
receives a prolonged embrace.

Nayland Smith.

A most persistent man.

He must be eliminated.

Halt!

Why are you in such a hurry, Carl?

You are too fast for me.

Judging by this old map,

the hidden city should lie...

in that direction.

But who knows how accurate it may be.

Why don't we make camp
and spend the night here?

We are not due to meet
Ursula in Metta for another week.

No.

We must push on,

at least as far as the river.

The city must be near the water.

Patience, my friends, that's
the first virtue in archaeology...

You know I haven't
the time to be patient.

Haven't you? Tell me, Carl.

Why is it so urgent
to find the secret city?

It's been lost for hundreds of years.

Carl, how can a day or
so more mean so much?

I can't explain to you, Dr Wagner, yet.

But, believe me, time is important.

Perhaps one day, you will understand.

Come on, Pindar, only a few miles more.

It's very strange. I've
never seen it before.

What is it?

These kind of rocks in
the heart of the jungle.

Here.

Give me your hand.

- Señor, por favor!
- What's happened?

Have a look.

Dr Wagner?

- Brought a pistol?
- Yes.

Get it.

Dr Wagner!

Dr Wagner...

Hold her! Don't let her go!

She will not escape.

Very well.

Each of you has been initiated.

Each of you has her destination.

Rome, Berlin, New York, Tokyo,

to the ends of the earth.

Each of you has her appointed task,

with the ten men who
are my greatest enemies.

You will take them the
gifts you bear upon your lips.

Death.

The first one leaves for London tonight.

Please, sir, a telegram for you, sir.

Mmm? Hmm.

Thank you, Lotus.

Dr Petrie is late, sir.
Shall I make supper?

Carl Jansen.

Hmm?

Yes, er... thank you, Lotus.

No.

- Good evening, Lotus.
- Good evening, Dr Petrie.

Thank you very much.

- Petrie, you're late.
- Yes.

But it's very difficult
to get a taxi in this fog.

I'm sure it must be.

Especially when your mind
is occupied by a blonde.

What?

Don't be ridiculous! She's a...

- very old friend of mine.
- I'm sure she is.

But she's still a blonde.

And a dyed one at that.

Well, yes, we've been serious about it.

Do you know, I could've
sworn I saw a dacoit outside

when I came in just now.

You're quite right. You did.

He's been huddled over
that brazier since half-past six.

Probably feels the cold, poor chap.

Well, I mean... w... what does he want?

I don't know, yet.

But I expect we'll soon find out.

I got this cable today from Carl Jansen.

- And what's that to us?
- He's in South America.

And?

About six months ago,

I began hearing rumours that

Fu Manchu had turned up out there.

- Fu Manchu?!
- Mmm.

So I sent agents out to investigate,

the best of them being Carl Jansen.

This is his cable to tell me that

he's getting close to Fu Manchu.

And, judging by our friend outside,

Fu Manchu is getting close to us.

Now, I wonder...

I must see Nayland Smith.

I'm Nayland Smith.

Good evening, madam.

I'm Nayland Smith.

Can I help you?

For heaven's sake, Petrie, go after...

Come here!

Come here, I tell you!

Who are you, and what have
you done to Nayland Smith?

Go and phone for an ambulance.

What do you want?

I want to see Governor Mexical, immed...

The Governor is very busy
now. You wait here a moment.

The señor wishes to see Governor Mexical.

I don't know. It's very difficult.

Excuse me, sir.

There is a man called Carl Jansen
who wants to be received by you.

Who is he?

An archaeologist.

Send him in, then.

You can go.

In there, señor.

Governor Mexical.

My dear Herr Jansen.

And how is the archaeology business, huh?

Very bad. Dr Wagner's dead.

Dead?

Yes.

Completely?

Yes, completely.

Checkmate in two.

Of course.

Do you know

I have been trying to
work it out all morning.

Coffee? Tequila?

No.

I have to get to Metta.

I have to meet Dr Wagner's niece.

She doesn't even know
what's happened to her uncle.

So, I turn to you for help, Excellency.

Metta, not good country.

No?

Bandits.

I must go to Metta!

We try to please...

Metta, eh?

I need horses. Good horses.

I'm afraid you are not
going to Metta, Herr Jansen.

You see, Herr Jansen,

you are under arrest

for the murder of Dr Wagner.

Oh, no.

And since you will...

you will be remaining here,

perhaps we have a
little game of chess, yes?

No more!

No more!

No more!

Poor Yuma. You're frightened.

You will be more frightened.

You have disobeyed the master's orders,

and you will be punished.

But you will not die yet.

Dr Petrie not back yet?

It's been over an hour.

He went to the morgue.

Please come in, sir.

- How are you, old chap?
- Petrie, that girl!

What did you find out about her?

Yes, I just got back from the morgue.

The morgue?

Well, yes, she was knocked down and
killed by a car just outside this house.

She was carrying enough
poison in her body to...

kill a regiment, and yet
she gets killed by a car!

Look, look, I've got my analysis here.

Like to see it?

I can't see.

I'm blind.

Blind?

Blind?

Petrie, have you ever
heard of the "kiss of death"?

No.

There's an old Inca legend

that some...

priestesses were immunised

to the poison of a black cobra.

They let themselves
be bitten by the snakes,

and then were sent out to
kiss certain chosen victims.

Somehow, the poison was transmitted,

and, after a few days, the victim died.

But first,

he went blind

within a few seconds of
receiving the kiss of death.

And this is what you think you've got?

I'm sure of it.

It's the confirmation of my theory.

Fu Manchu is in that
region of South America,

protected on one side by the Andes,

and on the other by the Mato Grosso.

Well, maybe that's so,

but how in heaven's name are
we going to get your sight back?

I'm convinced that we can only find
the answer to that in South America.

We must go to Santa Cristabel,

and find Carl Jansen.

Yes, but are you sure you're fit to
undertake a long journey like that

in your present state?

I have to.

Fu Manchu is there. Of that, I'm certain.

He found the poison,

and only he may know the antidote.

The news from Paris,
Rome, Berlin, and Tokyo.

Everywhere, success.

What news from London?

Good...

and bad.

- Celeste is dead.
- And Nayland Smith?

Received the death kiss, yet lives.

He has left London,
with the help of friends,

and is flying south.

Alert all our agents at
seaports and landing fields.

All new arrivals must
be reported at once.

What of the mountain
road from Santa Cristabel?

You always said it was a
weak link on our defence chain.

It's bandit country.

Ketlan is covering it with a
force of experienced men.

- He will take care of Lopez.
- Lopez?

Sancho Lopez, a bandit chief.

Nayland Smith has many spies.

Lopez might be one of them.

Halt!

¡Vamos!

Ride!

You can rob everything
there is to take here,

but, this night, you wine
and be merry in Metta!

Go.

They tell me you can dance.

Tonight, you will
dance for the last time.

Take him to the guard house.

This is the work of Sancho Lopez.

Ketlan recognised him.

- Yuma?
- Yes.

She has been disobedient.

I shall teach her a final lesson tonight.

I have better use for
a girl of her... talents.

Send for Mateos the executioner.

You mean the snake.

For Yuma.

Tonight, you will find
Sancho Lopez at Metta.

Yuma will kill him.

Over here! That's right, yes, over here!

Join it on the other side of
the road. Like the other one!

Señor, the doctor woman come!

- Ah, buenos dias, señora.
- Thank you.

- Welcome to Metta, Dr...
- Nurse Wagner.

How many times do I
have to tell you, señor?

We are very glad you are here.

We've been waiting for
you for a long time now.

Hey, niño, niño!

Er... er... er...
please, sit... sit down.

You know, to us, you are a gift.

We have been needing a doctor
here for such a long time now.

Oh, I have to meet my uncle here,

together with a friend, Carl Jansen.

They are searching in the
jungle for the old, lost city.

Good doctor, our people are foolish.

Do not speak of the old city.

There are frightening stories.

But, for hundreds of years, nobody
has been talking about the city.

What are these stories?

Sancho Lopez!

Yippee!

Silence!

Buenos días, hermanos.

Buenos días.

We mean you no harm,

but we need food and drink,

and a safe place for the night.

Ha, Metta is a good place
to be... to be safe in, huh?

Señorita-

You are a blessing to my eyes.

Permit me to introduce myself.

I know very well who you are.

Then you have the advantage of me.

- I am Ursula Wagner.
- Of course!

You are the good lady who
binds the wounds of my people.

Would you bind my wounds, señorita?

If need be.

You, stupido!

Wine for the señorita!

Capito? Pronto!

I don't want any wine.

Nobody refuses to
drink with Sancho Lopez.

What's this uniform mean?

It is of no interest to you.

Lovely, lovely.

I have heard of you.

You have an uncle who
travels often in the jungle.

That's none of your business.

Everything here is my business.

This is my country, and I am its king.

Some weeks ago, he and another man,

Carl Jansen,

set off to find the lost city.

Where are they now?

I don't know,

and, if I did, I wouldn't tell you.

King Sancho Lopez,

killer of women, and small children.

That's your title.

Get on with enjoying yourselves!

Terrible affair...

When darkness comes, they will be drunk.

And then, you shall dance for them.

Careful, careful.

Sit down here.

Well, er...

I'll just go outside and get the luggage.

Stay here, will you?

Petrie?

Dr Petrie?

Who is that?!

Nayland Smith!

What on earth?

It's a dacoit knife.

What's this paper?

It's a message from Carl Jansen.

The rendezvous is in Metta.

No pictures, only words. Terrible!

Stop this fooling
about, or I'll kill you.

Music, stupidos!

¡Olé!

Get out. Get!

Get out!

He is drunk!

You see, this is the way
Sancho Lopez leaves them.

Everybody dancing!

Come on, everybody, dance!

Go on, you, dance!

Stop!

Kill him, and you will die, too.

The master wants him alive.

You are honoured, Sancho Lopez.

You will meet Fu Manchu face to face,

and you will answer all his questions.

Better be ready, bandit.

Your move, Governor Mexical.

Wait, my friend, wait.

"More haste, less
speed," as you would say.

Or, I might say,

"A stitch in time saves nine."

After all, this game has
only been going on for...

for three days.

Up there.

Wait a minute, wait a
minute! Where are you going?

I have to see the Governor at once.

It is of great importance.

I am Sister Wagner
from the mission service.

Oh, so you're Sister Wagner
from the mission service, huh?

Well, I'm sorry, the Governor has been
in conference now for the last three days.

You can't see anyone. I'm afraid not.

Stop her!

Checkmate.

- Excellency.
- Go away!

But, er... there is a woman.

Give her a peso. No, make it two.

She is the doctor's niece, Ursula Wagner.

Ursula Wagner?

Your Excellency, I must see you!

Carl.

Ursula.

Carl, what are you doing
here? And where's my uncle?

I'm dreadfully sorry.

I have bad news for you.

Your uncle is dead.

What happened?

We were attacked in the jungle.

This...

His Excellency has kept me
here these past three days.

Some stupid charge of murder.

Good chess players are hard to find.

I can't be too particular.

Anyway, I withdraw the
charge. The game is over.

What brings you here, Ursula?

I've come from Metta.

They need help. Medical
supplies, and food.

But why?

Last night, the village
was attacked by bandits,

plundered and sacked.

Bandits?

Led by Sancho Lopez.

Excellency...

The bandits were in turn attacked, and

many of them killed.

After the fight, at dawn,
I returned to the village,

to give what help I could.

One of the bandits is
suffering a strange disease.

He's been struck blind.

Pedro! Pedro! Where is that fool?

I must find Sancho Lopez!

Call out the guard! And the police!

- Call out the...
- But Sancho Lopez is a prisoner already.

Huh? Prisoner?

Yes, he was captured and
taken away by the others.

An oriental woman was their leader.

Oriental?

Bring him out.

Get away!

Like meat on a hook!

He is an iron man.

We will melt him.

- The Iron Maiden.
- Primitive, but effective.

Lopez is not moved by the lash,

and he can do without food, or water.

But, doubtless, he is
proud of being a man.

May your soul rot in
hell. I am Sancho Lopez!

I would die before I even tell
you the name of my dead wife.

Interesting.

Now, Sancho Lopez...

Fu Manchu, you want to
know where my friends are, eh?

And where I get my guns,
and my ammunition, eh?

You work for Nayland Smith.

Mmm?

- Nayland Smith!
- Who's he?

For the last time,

where is Nayland Smith?

I've never heard of him.

And I'm in no-one's pay.

And if you want to know
where I get my arms,

I buy them from the Governor's men.

We have an arrangement.

Release him.

- Father, are you sure?
- He was telling the truth.

You know this country
better than any man?

Very well.

I will give you back your life.

You shall work for me.

You will seek out my enemies,

and you will destroy them.

- Care for a cup of tea?
- No.

Well, it's very difficult
to get a decent cup of tea

in these backward places.

No like tea.

Tell me, which is right road to Metta?

- Metta?
- Yes.

Are you asking me
which is the way to Metta?

I hired you to take me to
Metta. Why don't you know it?

I thought you knew
the right road to Metta.

Whoa!

Excuse me, do you speak English?

Yes, of course. Can I help you?

Well, yes, as a matter of fact, this fool
of a driver seems to have lost our way.

Where were you going?

The jungle is no place to get lost in.

Carl Jansen!

Nayland Smith?

Thank heavens you're here.

Now you can lead me to Fu Manchu.

The girl.

You will accompany Sancho Lopez.

Wherever he goes, you go.

And when he has accomplished his deed,

by destroying Nayland Smith,

you will destroy him
with a kiss of death.

You understand?

Remove her.

I'm ready.

You know what to do?

- I know better than you think, Fu Manchu.
- What do you mean?

Your enemy is not
Nayland Smith, but, er...

a man named Carl Jansen.

- Father...
- Let him speak.

He passes himself
off as an archaeologist.

I believe he's a spy.

- For Nayland Smith?
- Who knows? He's clever.

I thought, at one time,
he was spying on me.

You would know this man if you saw him?

As I know my own brother.

You want that I kill him, too?

You will be given guns,

and an escort of my dacoits.

Carmen will be your companion.

Now I know that... that you trust me.

You fail, and you die!

- Succeed...
- How much do you pay me?

Freedom is not measured
in terms of money.

Take him to the grotto. Horses are ready.

By tomorrow night's
full moon, it will be over.

Huh? Why the full moon?

What's so important about that?

The whole world will shortly
learn how important it is.

This sickness will finish
when the moon is at its fullest.

Until then, death will stand
beside him at all times.

Ursula!

- Oh.
- Back so soon?

There was nothing to keep me at Metta.

The mission sisters are
taking care of the sick people

Oh, good, good.

And Nayland Smith?

Well, he's worse, I'm afraid.

I let him talk to Carl,
against my better judgement.

He's very, very weak.

We must save him, Dr Petrie.

Only an antidote as strong as the poison

that struck him down can save him.

The answer lies somewhere here.

Nayland Smith talked quite clearly.

There is a link between his illness

and the ghastly plan of Fu Manchu.

In San Cristabel, I heard the news

that, all over the
world, important people,

heads of state, police chiefs,

influential men have been
struck down like nine-pins.

What?!

All have, at some time,
incurred the enmity of Fu Manchu.

Look here, Doctor.

Here's Metta.

And this is our position now.

Here, I believe, in
the heart of the jungle,

is the hideout of Fu Manchu.

Are you sure?

If I were, I would have called up a
regiment to attack the stronghold.

It must be guarded like a fortress.

But two might succeed
where a hundred men might fail.

Well, it...

Well, it seems a desperate
measure, but we're running out of time.

I agree.

Do you think Nayland
Smith will be safe here?

Yes, he'll be as safe here as anywhere.

I think the jungle is
too thick for horses.

Hmm. I think we can do without your men.

We have escorted you
further than we were ordered to.

Get back to Metta.

All right, mount up.

Filthy spy, talk!

Or would you rather
I cut out your tongue?

I will tell you anything you ask of me.

First, your name.

Pindar.

And who do you work for?

Is it Jansen? Huh?

So it is.

Now, tell me about Jansen.

He is to meet me...

before sundown.

Ride deep into the jungle!

We'll have to leave the horses.

- Cup of tea?
- Huh?

Let me.

Once we get to the ridge,
we'll be in open country.

Beyond that, the grotto.

Here.

Cold tea, no horses.

I wonder why I go abroad?!

Pindar, my friend.

Come on, Petrie.

Get back under cover.

Fu Manchu, a present for you!

Dr Petrie.

This is an unexpected pleasure.

Not for me.

- Who is this girl?
- A nurse.

I thought she might be useful to you.

Lin Tang.

See that señor Lopez
is suitably rewarded.

So, Dr Petrie,

you have replaced the late,
lamented Nayland Smith.

Nayland Smith is very
much alive, Fu Manchu.

Indeed.

Allow me to show you something, Doctor.

Your friend, Nayland Smith,

received the kiss of death,

as did some of the most important
men in the world's capitals.

Men known to be my closest enemies.

But they are only the
prelude to my drama, Dr Petrie.

The same poison that
has been given to ten,

can be given to millions.

And shall be, if the world disobeys me.

When the moon is full,

those who have received
the kiss will die at once.

And then, I shall announce to the world

that it lies completely within my power.

As a further demonstration
of what its fate will be

if it continues to defy me

I shall, at the same time,

commit an act that will
be long remembered.

In these containers,

is enough poison to
destroy a thousand men.

Multiply that ten thousand times, and...

Already my agents are nearing London,

bearing with them such a gift.

And, upon my signal, the
poisonous cloud will be released.

That will be my message to the world.

Capitulate,

or the same death will be
the fate of millions more.

I do not doubt that, after that,

the rest of the world
will accept my command.

Already, men are dying.

And, in the great cities of the world,

my orders have been obeyed.

We have travelled many miles

to fulfil our master's instructions.

Now, we are about to
perform our last service.

After we receive a
signal from our master,

we shall release the
contents of this urn.

Everlasting death.

Horrible, inescapable,

universal

death.

Get them out!

If I wasn't an English gentleman,

I'd tell you what you were,
you pot-bellied basket!

Ketlan!

I remember you.

We had a fight, eh?

Now, I win.

Come with me.

In a few hours,

the moon will be full.

Carl must be out there somewhere.

My tea is in my thermos on
my back, and I can't get at it.

He's our only hope.

It's getting cold, and I need it!

Dr Petrie.

Have you lost hope?

It's like the grains of sand

dropping through an hourglass.

I...

We...

We have no time on our side, my dear.

Do you believe that

all of those men,

Nayland Smith and the rest,

will die when the moon comes up?

Yes, and I fear worse than death.

The whole of London will be destroyed

because of this terrible
plan of Fu Manchu,

proving to the world that he has
the power of infinite destruction.

Father.

I see terrible signs in the smoke.

Death and destruction for us.

The trees are withering,

and the rocks

are crumbling

and screeching.

It is almost time.

Have the prisoners
brought up from their cells.

Here.

Help.

Help.

Come here.

My good friend, Fu Manchu,
agreed to protect me.

- Yes, sir.
- To help me.

- Yes, sir.
- Well... help!

Open here.

Yes.

Quiet! Quiet!

Quiet!

Let us out, or do you want some more?

Sancho, we must.

- Come on!
- All right.

Come on then, come on!

- Hurry up. what's the matter with you?
- Quiet!

Come on, you...

Come on, you...

Oh, wait a minute! Below
here is the fuel store.

- What does he use for fuel?
- Oil. Many thousands of gallons.

There is no way out here. Come on!

How's your head, Lopez?

My head?

Huh?

Couldn't be better!

¡Vamos, amigos!

This is as far as you come, my friends.

You can't get away on your own.

With this, I can go to hell and back.

Ah!

Now, lose yourselves,
or I start shooting.

- Sancho, you can't!
- She's right.

Ursula. March!

Hurry.

- Here.
- Thanks.

If you value your hide,

make no sound.

They must have escaped by the old tunnel.

Carmen knows the way.

They will not go far.

But if they should manage
to reach the waterfall?

They will not escape.

From this vantage point, a
man could hold off an army.

Who wants to hold off anybody?

For heaven's sake, man, let's
get back to Nayland Smith's hut.

There's your answer, Petrie.

Quick, get Ursula down to
the ridge, among the trees.

And I, señor?

Of course. Hurry, I'll cover you.

I need no cover.

I'll take my own chances.

You'll have to now.

Be off, get going.

And I shall take you with me.

I know this territory.

Come.

Dr Petrie!

The kiss of death.

Perhaps she has the
antidote in her blood.

Look out! Get down!

Go fast! I'll cover you! Go!

They have gone by the waterfall.

There is only one man left on guard.

They have got away by the waterfall,

and there's only one man holding
the rear guard on top of the cliff.

One is enough.

Tell the men to wait until it is dark,

and then to circle
around to pin him down.

In the meantime,

let him wait, like an ant upon an anvil,

never knowing when the
hammer blow will strike.

But the others will escape.

There is no escape from the death

that Carmen carries with her.

He's still alive.

I think we can save you, old friend.

Now listen, only the women are immune.

They are the carriers
of the kiss of death,

but they also carry the antidote.

Now, I have here a girl who's
been touched with the poison,

and I think that her blood

will counteract the poison in you.

A poison to kill a poison.

Wish I had some transfusion
equipment, but there's no time.

Hot water!

Be brave.

Ah!

Ah!

We have no time for
refinements, Mr Jansen.

Instead, we shall give you a fond caress

from the angel of death itself.

When given through the kiss of a woman,

the plague takes six
weeks to complete its work.

But, in your case,

the serpent shall strike
you directly on the mouth,

and you die.

At the same time,

you will have the satisfaction of knowing

that all my other enemies,
including Nayland Smith,

shall also perish.

Now.

Nayland Smith!

Carl, to me!

Back! Back for your lives!

There's enough oil to
blow the place sky high!

There.

The end of the lost city.

And, thank God, the end of Fu Manchu.

My dear old friend,

I wish I could be certain of that.

The world shall hear from me again.