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Taxi! Taxi!

Taxi!

The Institute of Biochemistry.

- Where to? - 76 Pissarro Avenue.

- Quick, please. I'm in a hurry. - Right.

30 pesetas.

- Here. - Thanks, good night.

Who's there? Ah, it's you, Dr. Bannister. Good evening.

- Professor Greaves is still in the laboratory. - Thank you.

Good night.

Ah, it's you, Miss!

But did you really need to come? Look how you're soaked.

Take off your raincoat.

- Give it to me. - Thank you.

You could have waited.

It wasn't possible. I had to see you urgently.

I've checked your calculations, one by one. They're all correct.

I never doubted it.

Even the biochemical experiment gave positive results.

- Yes, as I expected. - Finally.

This means your research on cell regeneration has reached its goal.

The most sensational discovery of all time!

Yeah... The secret of eternal beauty, of eternal youth.

- The Faust myth come true. - Please, Professor, don't say so.

That on which we work is a strictly scientific experiment.

We would never sell our souls to the Devil.

And you will be the greatest benefactor to humanity.

It's a little too early to be sure.

Too often, in recent years, Science has unleashed the forces of evil.

Come and see.

Who gives us the right to violate the laws

that have regulated up till now the course of nature?

Look.

That's wonderful.

Only yesterday it was a mangy old dog and now...

It was also a docile loving animal, and now see what it did?

- Yes, it was him. - Very strange.

And I still don't know the reason.

However, my preparation,

while acting beneficially on his appearance,

has freed his worst instincts.

The poor dog, to whom I administered the dose of serum,

acts as if under the effect of an evil drug.

On the other guinea pigs too the results were identical.

Cats, dogs, guinea pigs... It's only man that counts!

Professor, the time has come to attempt the experiment on a human being.

Now I know the effects on guinea pigs,

how can I assume responsibility for unleashing on a human being

their most primal instincts?

In the interests of science we must act.

I'm ready to take that risk.

Thank you, Marnie, but I can't allow it.

I've decided, Professor.

I have the right to try.

I want to do it... now!

No, Marnie, no!

Science doesn't want unnecessary risks. When the time arrives we can try,

but with more stringent controls.

I'm just preparing a report to send to the Academy of Sciences.

If the Academy are favorable, maybe I'll try the experiment on humans.

But the unexpected ferocity affecting all the guinea pigs

suggests that the formula must still undergo some changes.

So you see...

I'm sorry to have interrupted your holidays, Inspector,

but as the victim and suspect are British citizens,

I preferred to collaborate with Scotland Yard.

In a profession like ours holidays are like a house of cards.

Anyone can come along and blow them down.

But seeing as I'm in this city, I'll take the opportunity to see the sights.

If I can find the time.

This time the case seems straightforward.

The suspect can only be Dr. Bannister.

That seems straightforward. At least it appears so.

Someone is murdered,

and the one with him on the night of the murder, has disappeared.

You know what he was concerned with, my illustrious fellow citizen?

Well yes... Cell regeneration.

As far as I know the professor was one of the most famous living biochemists.

He was totally dedicated to his job. He lived only for his test tubes.

And like any self-respecting scientist he was "all university and laboratory".

The other night, according to the caretaker's testimony,

when his assistant arrived, he was still absorbed in his work.

One of his many experiments unfortunately...

Yeah, the caretaker.

Who also added that he was wide awake because of the storm.

And therefore he saw Dr. Bannister as she entered.

Yes, but he didn't see her leave.

Instead, at dawn he noticed a gorgeous girl in front of the Institute.

Coincidentally, no doubt.

- Professor Greaves wasn't the type to have love affairs. - No, of course!

However, for form's sake, I did also check that line of enquiry.

Then it remains only...

- to track down Bannister. - It's a matter of days.

Her description, dear inspector, has been widely distributed.

She won't remain hidden for long.

Her unsightliness is our best ally and her worst enemy.

Mr. Van Donen to the telephone.

Mr. Van Donen to the telephone.

- Mr. Van Donen, you're wanted on the telephone. - Coming.

- Here. - Thank you, sir.

- Whiskey? - A Cinzano, please.

- Who's that? - Don't you know? George Van Donen, deals in precious stones.

- I've never heard of him. - His weakness is a certain type of women.

Yes, I'm Van Donen. But how many times have I told you not to call me?

No, no excuses, you should have understood...

that for a man in my position it's a little difficult...

for you to propose business.

But that doesn't exclude finding a package, let's say... suitable.

But always try to remember, Luis, I'm the jeweler George Van Donen.

A valued customer of your... "Corral des los Gitanos".

And don't disturb respected customers. If there's need...

it's they who'll seek you.

However let me reserve my usual table.

It goes without saying that I'm coming to see the show.

I love flamenco, you know. What?

Good bye.

Thanks!

Your purse.

- Most kind. - Lucky, I'd say.

Because your unexpected inattention is enough

to make your acquaintance.

- Too gallant. - Gallant? No, not really.

Gallantry requires a particular predisposition, which I don't have.

I'm a businessman, I've only two eyes that allow me to see

in fact, to evaluate things beautiful and valuable.

This is pan of my nature.

Let me introduce myself, Miss. My name is George Van Donen.

- They want you in the office, Mr. Van Donen. - I'm coming.

I know it's unforgivable, but please excuse me for a moment.

Someone wants to see me on urgent business.

If it can't be helped, never mind.

Don't leave me alone too long, I might fall in love with that dancer, look out!

I'll be right back.

Monsieur George, a friend has arrived from Italy.

It's for that I took the liberty of disturbing you.

You know it's not good to talk business

in front of the ladies.

- Here. - Thank you.

You French, with your "savoir-faire", often miss gallantry.

Madame.

- But Stella is my woman. - So you don't consider her a lady?

I, however, am expected at another table. We'll talk tomorrow.

Gentlemen... goodnight.

It's a sure thing.

And without risks.

Clean.

Of course? These stones are of noble origin.

The necklace of Princess San Vitale.

- $20,000. - They're worth at least 10 times as much!

Perhaps they are. 30,000, take it or leave it.

Luis knows me. I've company, and have no time to lose.

Soon another friend will come with the remainder of the collection.

- You don't want us to go elsewhere. - I said 30,000, not a dollar more.

By the way, Luis, you know I don't like meeting strangers.

Next time deliver the goods yourself.

Luis, think of us.

- Your friend has me by the throat. - No...

The only one taken by the throat was the princess.

A strangulation from the front page.

Good night.

- Please excuse me for keeping you waiting. - Not needed.

While waiting I fell in love with the dancer and was going to run away with him.

- But I saw you return... - How can I thank you for preferring me?

Um, let's see... Maybe offering me more champagne, but without flamenco.

With pleasure. Have you any preference?

Can't you guess?

Perfect temperature.

Nothing shows "a rose tinted future" like a glass of champagne.

- A very good year. - No, thanks. No more for me.

You intend to make use of certain tricks?

And this is your technique? I'm disappointed... very.

A woman is so much more desirable...

when in full possession of her faculties.

Come on, a man like you, George, should know.

So I should. What kind of man do you think I am?

A Don Juan, obviously. Or maybe... a Bluebeard.

That's it, I've ended up in Bluebeard's den and I'm so scared.

What will you do to me? You want to... eat me?

No, I don't like that.

And what do you like?

Let's say according to the value of things.

Explain yourself.

For example...

how much is this worth, in your opinion?

Here!

And this one?

Continue.

But Trent, you want me to lose weight.

When I can't solve a complicated case,

I like to "relax the nerves" getting back to nature.

- Believe me, it's the best relaxation. - What a great idea.

Goodness, I need it, too.

We've got absolutely nowhere.

I can't understand how Bannister could have suddenly disappeared.

That woman was able to vanish without leaving a single mark, a trace.

Unless the professor

were studying a type of experiment

of interest to a foreign power.

- Of course, that would be a solution. Shall I? - Yes please.

In that case, the doctor may have been helped by secret agents.

And I'll be free of this damn file and can pass it on to Counter-intelligence.

Oh, no, no. That would be too good to be true. No.

It always goes out, damn.

The trouble is that with this crime,

everything that's happened, is too straightforward.

As if I had no other problems. Oh, by the way...

Ortega, when Stella Dexter calls, put her through, right away, understand?

Very good, Commissioner.

Another can of worms.

A flamenco club, which we've been monitoring for some time.

Because I've sniffed out some strange trades.

The owner is a French citizen.

His lover, a German, is ready to give herself up,

but in return has demanded immunity and a large amount of money.

We'll have to act suddenly if we want to catch him red-handed.

- Faster, faster, and a quicker rhythm! - Okay, okay.

I'm leaving. Try to get a move on, and remember to turn off the lights.

Leave the key with Stella, who's in the office doing the accounts.

- See you tonight. - Right. Once more.

I assure you this time you'll find all the evidence you want.

Come in two hours and you'll catch him red handed

He'll receive the goods from a guy who arrived yesterday.

An Italian, who's wanted in his country for robbery and murder.

As you can see, I keep my word.

Now it's up to you.

Sure.

The money you find in the safe you'll transfer to my Swiss Bank in Geneva.

Hello.

- This is the friend I told you of. - Luis is waiting.

There's no one here and we can rest assured.

Did you bring the goods?

You can trust him, here we are among friends.

Come on.

Hey, you! Stay where you are!

Come on!

Champagne!

This is the best fuel to agree with a woman of luxury.

And you're the most luxurious woman I have ever met.

At least according to the cost.

Take it! Drink!

- No thanks. - What's the matter?

You seem a little strange tonight.

And to think that I've prepared a particular program for you.

- Don't you want it? - Thank you... no...

Are you ill? What's wrong?

Maybe the heat.

- I'll go freshen up, sorry. - Okay, dear.

- Need any help? - No, no, thank you.

What's the matter?

What's wrong, honey? Let me in!

Open up, I said! Open up!

No!

No!

No!

No!

I'm coming.

Alright.

Evening, Madam.

Hey, you! What're you doing? Lady!

That's Mr. Van Donen's car!

Hurry, something must have happened to Mr. Van Donen!

What did you say his name was?

- Van Donen. - Here's the report

From the temperature of the body, the man must have been dead about 2 hours.

I'll send you the report Inspector. Bye.

An immediate call rarely happens. Who made it?

The caretaker. He opened the door to an old woman and then...

then was called by a tenant who had heard the screams of the victim.

You saw an old woman, right?

- Answer. - Well... almost an old woman.

Not really old. How should I put it? She was...

Hideous.

Did you get a good look? Can you describe her?

Who are you? What are you doing in here?

Oh, it's you, Miss Bannister! You're back. I didn't recognize you.

How did you get in?

Miss Bannister! What is it, are you unwell?

No! No!

- You've dropped the tools of your trade. - Thank you, Inspector.

No, not this one. Not even this.

But these are all young people, while the one I saw was almost old.

I told you. And quite ugly.

Concentrate, Pedro, look more closely. Try to remember.

- Have you ever seen any of these? - Of course, all of them.

Mr. Van Donen indulged himself.

Really, the comings and goings. Each more beautiful than the last.

But tonight you didn't see any of them?

No, I saw only that ugly one.

- Inspector, here is the picture you asked for. - Many thanks.

It's her! It's really her!

Marnie Bannister...

Dear colleague, Marnie Bannister was here.

So this crime too is attributed to her.

- It's clear. - Not so clear I'd say.

It's hard to believe that a man surrounded by so many beautiful women,

who refused him nothing, as they couldn't resist his money,

would invite someone like Bannister to an intimate rendezvous of love.

Commissioner, the phone.

Hello?

Yes, yes, it's me.

Where?

Okay, don't move.

Ortega, come on!

We've traced Van Donen's car, and you'll never guess where.

As a riddle it's rather difficult.

Right in front of Professor Greaves' lab. You've nothing to say?

- Are we sure that it's his car? - The license plate matches.

Right, let's go. You wait for us. Come on, Inspector.

Open up!

Police!

Open up!

Hurry, something terrible's happened. My father...

Take care of her!

Come and sit down, you'll feel better.

The dead are multiplying.

Your list gets longer, Gonzales.

- And still going nowhere. - Damn it all!

But what have I done to deserve all this?

If I don't catch Bannister by tomorrow, I'll resign.

That girl's getting away! Quick, we must catch her at all costs!

" Hurry! ' Go!

Damn, there had to be a train along. I've just about had enough.

We follow an old and ugly killer and find one young and beautiful.

I confess, Trent, that I understand this less and less.

I however, only now begin to understand.

Although it may seem monstrous...

Incredible.

Damn!

Now you're rich. Right, Stella?

Who are you? What do you want from me? How did you get in here?

I came through the front door,

and would like a little chat... with you!

That should please you, you're someone who likes to talk...

Right, Stella?

What do you mean?

Get out right now! Get out right now, or I'll call the police.

Oh no you won't, you can't.

Your business of give and take with the police is now closed.

And you'd better not open it again.

Either way, it's much better not to be led astray.

Well, might I know what you want from me?

A letter.

A letter of credit on a bank in Geneva.

The price of your treason.

If I'm not mistaken it's what you have in your hand. Give it here!

Welcome to Geneva. Are you Stella Dexter?

Yes, why?

Dodo La Roche instructed me to come and fetch you.

My name is Max, Max Bermuda. From now on I'm at your command.

This way, please.

Dodo is very anxious to see you, I've to take you straight to him.

- Before meeting him I'd rather stop at the hotel. - Hotel?

You're joking. Dodo has prepared for your stay with us at the villa.

He's been waiting a long time to meet you personally. We can't delay.

- Cigarette? - No, thank you.

You don't smoke?

Strange, Luis complained you smoked too much.

I've heard him say it many times.

Ah, yeah, Luis, he was always worried about my health.

Poor Luis often spoke of you.

- He must have liked you very much. - Yes.

- Much further? - A few minutes and we'll be at the most beautiful place on the lake.

You'll really like it, I assure you.

Let's find something more interesting? I'm getting bored.

Here they are. Come on.

I think it'd be hard not to love you.

Stella dear, Luis was right.

You're very kind. He also spoke to me of you, often.

You must be tired, I guess. Bring up the luggage.

I hope you don't mind if I monopolize you a while.

Just for a shod chat, to know one another better.

- You're different from what I expected. - Really?

You're different from Luis.

Come on, Stella. Look.

Luis, poor fellow, he couldn't see it, unfortunately.

Although we'd not seen each other for years, he often wrote.

It was a big blow. Yes, a big blow.

We were very...

very close.

So when I heard what had happened to him...

I felt it my duty to bring you here to Geneva.

To have you nearby and also for...

But more about that later, when I've shown you the rest of the...

works, yes the works.

- I'm curious to see what it's all about. - You're welcome.

I'll be happy to show you round and remove any curiosity.

It's all my doing, the inauguration is soon.

- A nice little shack, don't you think? - Of course!

It must have cost a pretty penny.

A guy like me doesn't deal in half measures.

When I throw myself into an enterprise, I go all the way, playing for broke.

- You like the game? - For heaven's sake! I'm extremely down to earth.

Let's say that I like a maximum payout.

And that's why I never went into business with Luis.

God rest his soul. He was content with crumbs.

He didn't like risks, always worked on the safe side.

Who wants risk? Me? Think so?

Wrong!

This way.

This is my insurance against risk.

- In the grand style. - Sure, ours is a profession like any other.

The important thing is to know how to apply it with... discernment.

Yes, with discernment, everything in its right place. That's the point.

Quite right. It would be useless selling bikinis to Eskimos. Right, Dodo?

Or furs to Africans.

You're as beautiful as you are intelligent.

Neither am I satisfied with crumbs.

And this doesn't seem like a place for crumbs.

It was a bit like Columbus' egg and I said to myself:

If you want to rake in the dough, so much dough, you have to go where it is.

So where better than here?

Switzerland has always been the strongbox of Europe.

And you want to be the cashier.

Mm... a pretty good job!

Above all safe! Look!

Look here.

See, in any casino the dealer has a certain margin.

Yes, but there is always the imponderable, chance.

Here, this little button increases that margin at my discretion.

According to the game's progress, thanks to a sympathetic mechanism...

I'm able to stop the ball on one number or another.

Now, for example, on 15. Just a little pressure...

Et voila!

We live in an age in which technique has infinite possibilities of application.

You see, the difference between me and my brother...

consists in the fact that I have always had a more extensive view of things.

You're a really smart guy.

Here, this is your room.

Remember that here you are the mistress.

Now I'll let you rest.

- I think we'll get along very well. - I'm sure we will.

- Must you really leave, Inspector? - I can be of no more help.

And at this point, Gonzales, the case remains within your exclusive competence.

I've been called to London and must leave Madrid

without having found a relationship between the two crimes.

One moment, Inspector,

according to what an informant has told me, a link may indeed exist.

You surely remember the girl who escaped from the laboratory.

Her description matches that of a woman who was with Van Donen

in the local flamenco club of which I have already spoken.

You can trace this informer?

Impossible. You see, she was a woman, lover of the club owner.

It was her who gave the tip-off that allowed us to get our hands on Luis.

Oh, I see, she will have prudently flown the coop.

No, but she wanted to. Destination Switzerland.

And we, as I said, turned a blind eye.

But the day of her departure someone wrung her neck.

The typical settling of scores.

Yes, I would have believed so myself, but the technique of the crime...

made me think more of robbery than of vengeance.

In fact, from her apartment there's missing her luggage and passport.

Even the plane ticket.

It may sound absurd, but these last few days we've been on an ocean of absurdity

and any idea might be a good one.

Tell me, is it possible to check if anyone has taken advantage of that ticket?

We can do it right now, if you want.

Up!

Climb up!

You know what I was thinking, Stella?

Tell me.

That the two of us together can do great things.

What do you mean when you say: The two of us together?

I mean that...

from today I've decided to give you a 10% stake in my business.

After all, you have all the skills I look for in my collaborators.

You mean the number I've prepared for the inauguration of your nightclub?

If so, you've given my work a good evaluation.

- I didn't only do it for that. - Then for what else?

Let us say... a little out of duty.

- Duty... to me? - Not just to you.

I feel the obligation to do so in memory of my...

yes, of my poor brother.

Why always talk of those who are no more? Luis is dead.

Now that I'm no longer just your brother's widow...

don't you believe that the percentage mentioned should be increased?

A trout, Commissioner Le Duo, such as you will have rarely eaten.

- Thank you. - You're welcome.

The waiter is right, here we eat the best trout in Europe.

The owner has his own hatchery.

Of course there's also the stream. The trout lake is another thing altogether.

This tender meat contains the muddiness of the depths.

An excellent trout, really.

And now we come to us.

I believe that to trace a tourist, blonde and attractive, of whom

all traces were lost at the airport and what's more in full season,

that's a completely hopeless enterprise.

Excellent.

You see, dear Inspector, Geneva airport is, with that of Zurich,

one of the two main pods into Switzerland by air.

Not to mention also sewing France.

The border is that way, 10 kilometers along the lake.

You don't know in full season how many tourists flock here.

In shod, in your opinion, my trip is useless.

Useless?!

But, Inspector Trent, I wonder how you could possibly think

that a trip to the enchanted banks of our lake could be useless.

Can't you appreciate the beauty and the good food?

Haven't you heard that Geneva is somewhat the Paris of Switzerland?

And know how many occasions there are to enjoy oneself.

To our collaboration. Cheers.

Place your bets, gentlemen.

You can bet again, gentlemen.

Place your bets, gentlemen.

Ready. No more bets.

27 red. Evens lose.

You won again! Thank you for your bet.

- Watch out for the Count, he's losing a fortune. - All right, boss.

Where's the boss?

- Good evening gentlemen. - Good evening. - Good evening.

- Good evening. - Excuse me.

- Watch out, Max, it's the Inspector. - All right.

- Good evening, gentlemen. - Good evening.

I'm happy to see you here, Commissioner Le Duo.

You're a liar.

One can see it in his eyes, La Roche.

Whatever you say, Commissioner? Hurry, a table for Mr. Le Duc.

- This way, please. - Come.

This way.

Excuse me.

- Your table, gentlemen. - Thank you.

- I wish Luis was here in my place. - It's already enough that you're here.

- Cigarette? - Thank you.

Tell me, Albert, tell me how it happened.

It was he who started to fire first, but there were cops everywhere.

A real hell.

Continue, Albert, continue.

What can I say? That's all.

I managed to cut and run when there was nothing more to do.

Luis was dead and the others gave no sign of life.

I stayed hidden a while and now here I am.

You have done well to come.

Not bad that girl! Hey, Trent, listen to me?

- You know her? - It seems to me I've already seen her elsewhere.

She's the new chick of La Roche. He looks after himself, friend.

I've a surprise for you, Albert

- Know who's here with me? - I can't imagine.

Stella.

She'll be happy to see you.

- What is it, you feel unwell? - It's Stella who betrayed us.

- Tell me where! I want to return the favour. - Stop it! Are you're crazy.

What's happening to you? What are you saying?

It was her, Stella, the one who sold us to the police.

- Are you sure? How do you know? - I was there.

We realized too late.

Luis is dead without ever having the pleasure to strangle her, that spy.

$20,000, that was the price. A fine deal.

Wait, I want to take care of that little whore.

It's her, Inspector!

Stella!

Open up! Open up!

- The bitch has beat it. - For now, but she won't escape me.

Come!

She's done a runner, his girlfriend.

Yes, this time too she's managed to escape.

I don't think it's likely. We can rest assured, Trent.

Until tomorrow morning at six there are no trains

and the airport is closed.

But she could escape by car.

In that case she'll make little headway.

I've already sounded the alarm.

Maybe I'm wrong, Le Duc...

but I think I know where to find the chick, as you call her.

- Please come with me. - Sure.

Excuse me.

- Thank you. - Thank you.

Federal Police. You can return.

- What's happening? - We're looking for a criminal who's come aboard.

- At your command. - Resume navigation, Captain.

- We don't want to arouse suspicion. - Very good. - Thank you.

Stop, Stella.

Where do you think you're going?

Now! Come out!

Come on!

Look who it is, Stella, an old friend who wants to see you again.

What are you saying, Dodo? That's not Stella Dexter.

- Then who are you? Answer! - No, no...

- Speak or it'll be the worse for you! - Hey, you two, over there!

Put up your hands right now and without any fuss!

- Steer to starboard! - This way!

Good shot, man. Someone, quick!

- Get off, quickly! - Calm down!

Hurry!

- They've docked! The girl, quick. - Don't worry, she can't escape me.

- What's going on here? - Swiss Federal Police.

This is Inspector Trent of Scotland Yard. Take care of him.

- Good luck. - Got a light? - Fetch a stretcher.

Hey, you!

Excuse me, ma'am. There must be a misunderstanding. Please forgive me.

- A deplorable misunderstanding. - Yeah.

Look how they go, these idiots.

- Do you have the key to 12? - Yes, but hurry, I'll need it.

It'll need new brakes.

Hey, look!

The brakes!

- What shall we do? - Phone the police.