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FIVE DOLLS FOR AN AUGUST MOON

Let's play a little parlor game, shall we?

Ah, the rope. The rope is very important.

We're going to sacrifice one of the girls of the tribe...

to the great god Kraal.

Our most beautiful virgin, naturally.

Kraal doesn't give a damn about these details!

- Come now. Kraal doesn't like to wait. - Are you going to kill me?

- Yes! But only after much torture. - Are you serious, George?

Kraal and I have never disappointed a young virgin.

Oh, so that's what Kraal is!

Jacques.

Now serve our guests.

- George, what's that razor for? - You'll see.

George, stop it. You're hurting me, George!

I haven't even started yet.

And your husband's here. What are you worried about?

You know we all love you. We chose you out of the whole tribe.

But I'm afraid, George, really. Please, untie me.

Sorry, it's too late.

- Great Kraal, do you want this virgin? - George, untie me!

Now I deliver this maiden's lifeblood to your fire!

All right, friends, do with her as you will.

Leniency will not be tolerated!

What's happened? Jack, where are you?

Silence!

Behold the purifying fame...

which draws nigh, sinner!

Prepare yourself.

Nobody move!

Who did it?

Who had that knife? Doesn't any one remember?

I had it, but someone grabbed it from me when the lights went out.

- And you don't know who it was? - I know perfectly well.

Well, who?

I'm not talking, George. Let the murderer talk.

- They're going away. - Who?

Over there. Don't you see?

The sailors and the yacht.

They can go to hell. I don't care.

It's just that I'll be left alone to take care of everyone.

Including me, darling.

What a bunch of complainers.

For people like them a houseboy is like a second mother.

Why not leave them then? We'll hire you, Jacques.

Why the mysterious meeting?

Business matters.

How about being a little more affectionate, "mommy"?

Come on, hold me.

Does anybody here understand my husband?

For instance, why did he send the yacht away?

I'm pretty sure it wasn't to buy food.

I mean, we are on an island.

That's right. One of us could get sick or something.

Not much chance of that. No one gets sick in this house.

George's orders.

George's orders!

Jill, I have a premonition about this island.

I'm rarely wrong about these things.

Trudy, what are we going to do about poor little Peggy?

She doesn't like the island. We'll have to get a different one.

I'm talking about this mysterious business meeting.

Nice. When are you going to have a show?

I had one about a month ago. George set it up for me.

- Why did you marry such a beast? - All men are beasts.

But George turns into a real charmer when he starts signing checks.

So you married for money.

Nine million dollars. I would have married my own grandfather for that.

I'm done. When are they coming down?

Hi, Isabel.

Do you like wildfowers? There are lots of them around.

Thanks.

- Won't you help out in the kitchen? - Me, in the kitchen? Never!

Isabel, aren't you afraid, wandering all over the island by yourself?

No. Anyway, I think my father and mother will be back soon.

Maybe even tomorrow. Her operation was a while ago.

Enough of this, Professor. We want to buy.

You can name your own price.

We'll give you a million dollars down here and now.

Listen, you can have a million down from each one of us, if you like.

I've told you before: I don't give a damn about the money.

I came here to rest.

Each one of us has in his pocket a check for a million dollars.

- Swiss bank, made out to cash. - A down payment.

And you can cash them anytime you like.

Three million dollars.

I'm just not interested in money.

Please, listen for once. We want to buy your formula.

What about all your years of research? Now you don't want to sell?

I'm not sure yet. I need to give it some more thought.

Please, try to understand.

My best friend was killed because of these experiments.

I know, but that has nothing to do with your formula.

- What about my conscience? - Your conscience? That's a laugh!

You want your name in the history books.

It'll be there... the discovery's yours.

Maybe you want me to throw in my wife too?

That's enough!

I want to get off this island.

Come on, Professor.

Why did you send the yacht away?

It looks stormy, and we haven't got a harbor for that big a boat.

Never mind. Jacques can take me over tomorrow on the launch.

And my wife said this was going to be a vacation!

Help me, Trudy. I'll bet he's never said no to you.

You're wrong. He doesn't change his mind unless he wants too.

He's one of a kind.

- I married him for it. - I know.

He's also a great scientist...

but I'm not about to give anything up.

I want that formula... at any price.

Can't you accept the fact that a scientist...

may want to work for humanity and not for money?

We crass industrialists work for humanity too.

We sell things. We just don't get sentimental over it.

He doesn't sell, he gives.

There's an important convention in Geneva next Monday.

He's going to announce it there.

Look, you'd better not do anything rash...

because the three of us don't want to give up anything, like I said.

Is that a threat?

- What is it? - I came to get Trudy.

- We're supposed to go for a walk. - You don't need me, do you, darling?

No, go ahead.

All right. I won't be gone long.

I just wanted to warn you.

I had no idea it bothered you so much, Trudy.

I never would have married if I'd known.

I'm sorry, but I don't believe you.

And anyway, you could always divorce him.

What for? What do you care about him?

I can't believe you married someone...

who could take you away from me...

No, Trudy, he'll never take me away from you, I swear.

Well, I see Marie is paying the houseboy another visit.

- Where? I can't see her. - There, on the launch.

Jacques, can you hear me?

Darling.

Don't you feel well?

- So what was I telling you? - That I'm a dirty whore.

That's why I'm taking a shower. At least now I'll be a clean whore.

Then you asked how I could sleep with the houseboy.

After all, one does have to do something for the working classes, no?

Anyway, you were saying that your wife is very bad.

I'm listening, if you want to go on.

You see, I don't care that he's a houseboy.

It all boils down to a matter of good taste.

WhyJacques, when there are a lot of better choices around?

- I'm not the jealous type. - I don't know what the hell you mean!

You threw yourself away on a houseboy.

Don't be ridiculous. It was just a pastime.

- If you want to know what I think... - Dear wife, I don't ask you to think...

only to do something.

Just what the hell do you want me to do?

A wife should help her husband.

In this case, how?

What you did with the houseboy...

could be of help in convincing the professor.

And now tell me who's the dirty whore, you bastard!

If that's your idea of what I should do to help you...

you can count on it.

I'll be glad to help you out with all my pals, okay?

That's fine, darling. Start with George.

Come up to the house. It's no use staying here.

Who could have done it?

No, we mustn't touch him until the police get here.

Yes, I know.

If we don't do something about him, the crabs will take care of it for us.

The police will have a nice white skeleton to look at.

PoorJacques!

You killed him, didn't you?

I can't figure out whether you're dangerous or just stupid.

You forget, my dear husband: I like my men alive!

Hello! Hello!

Save your breath, Professor Farrell.

Looks like it's out of order.

What's all the yelling about?

George, did you throw this damn thing out of whack?

It was working before.

Hello. Hello!

Didn't you want anybody to call the police?

They don't worry me at all.

That's right. You're the big fish that nobody can touch.

I'm getting out of here. I'm taking the motorboat.

Come back here!

Professor, where do you think you're going?

You can't go!

- It's not there. - What?

You sent it away, like you did with the yacht.

No, I didn't. Help me look for it.

Where could it be?

We're the first ones to put a houseboy in deep freeze.

Jill, darling, stop it, please!

You've got to forget it. It's all over.

Stop it!

You stop it! Go away! Just leave me alone.

Jill, you can't go on like this. Come on, darling, try to stop.

- You want a drink? - No, thanks.

Houseboys come and go, but there's always a bottle.

Let me have that. Death makes me thirsty.

Jill, honey, stop it!

Death makes you feel dirty.

Come on, darling.

You can't go on like this.

I'm going out for a breath of air.

- Not a bad idea. - A shower for me.

Come on, that's enough now, please.

You know, you're crying just like a bad-tempered child.

- Come on, honey. - That's enough. Stop it!

I don't know what you're up to, George.

I just know you wouldn't stop at anything!

You fool! Shut up!

See what you can do with her, Trudy. You've got a way with women.

I swear, Trudy, he'll pay for this!

Jill, darling, listen to me.

Don't you know a woman keeps quiet about these things?

She may even kill a man, but she keeps quiet about it.

Of course, darling, that's what we'll do.

We'll leave this place, whenever you want.

Just a minute.

Come in.

I was thinking.

So far we've done nothing but talk. Here is one million dollars.

If you decide to deal just with me, you'll get five more...

and no one will know about it.

You're wasting your time.

I'm not selling my formula.

No need to decide now. Think about it.

If you want to cash it, just remember 2-2-3-3-3.

The bank account number.

- Who gave you this? - Nick.

- Does that mean you're selling? - No. I'll give it back to him.

Nick, take this back. I don't want it.

- Give it some thought. - I'd rather not.

You never know what might happen.

I'm leaving it on the bed.

Isabel! What's this about?

Give me that shawl. It's mine.

Sure I'll give it to you.

Wait! Where are you going? Come here.

- No, please go. Leave me alone. - Didn't you say it was yours?

Yes.

Take it. Don't be afraid.

All right, now, I want to know what this is all about!

Professor, what are you doing here?

I came to tell you I left the check in your room.

Here.

You scientists are all alike.

You refuse to sell a formula that would make you a fortune...

and you leave a million dollars lying around as if it were nothing.

Well, it's time to wake up.

A million dollars? Wow!

What's your formula? An atomic bomb?

No, just a new type of industrial resin.

You're so different from the others.

- What others? - Everybody.

Have you thought about how many things you could buy with a million dollars?

A lot of things.

- What's your name? - Isabel.

But a million dollars is not all that much, really.

For instance, Professor...

once you've bought a yacht, a couple of Rolls-Royces and a nice villa...

your million is gone.

What happens after that, Professor?

Another formula.

If it isn't Trudy, the beautiful icicle.

- Want some? - No.

Well, I do. I want all of it, every drop.

That's better. Now let's try something else.

Know something, Trudy?

This is the best formula your husband has come up with yet.

You are a beautiful woman, full of passion.

Trudy, a man like me...

and a woman like you.

My hand on your skin. Do you feel it, Trudy?

I feel I've been looking for you forever, as though we were...

You don't understand.

You're crazy.

There's been a murder here, and you expect me to stay calm.

We can't just sit around and make small talk.

Listen, I don't care about the six million dollars...

Nick promised to give me today.

Oh, yeah, I forgot.

The good professor accepted a check from me...

for one million dollars, as it happens.

That wasn't what we agreed.

I know, but we didn't expect to play fair, now, did we?

You know damn well. I left that check in your room, Nick.

Funny, I didn't find it there.

The last thing I expected... a visit from you.

- Where's the check? - The check?

I left it here. On top of your brassiere.

A check in my brassiere... how sweet. I hope you find it.

Take a look. You're sure to lay your hands on something nice.

Jack, I'm afraid.

I'm sorry, but I just can't help it.

You're sure there's no way to call the police?

That's what they all say. We have nothing to hide from anyone.

But I keep seeing Jacques dead.

I just know something's going to happen.

Try to guess what it is.

Only if you're willing, of course.

It's going to revolutionize the world market!

I swear, if I can't get my hands on that formula legally...

The ring!

Too bad, Nick.

You want to play dirty, don't you?

Now, if you were to go along with me...

and there's still time...

it would be better.

For you, of course.

Who are you trying to frighten?

We're exactly alike, the two of us.

We're two rotten bastards cast from the same mold, George.

Never forget it, all right?

- Trudy, I didn't see you and... - And?

And I got a bit frightened.

You know I'm good about keeping appointments.

You're so silly. Everything seems to frighten you.

I just can't stop thinking there's a murderer among us.

Everyone seems to be waiting for something that's not happening.

But whoever killed Jacques might kill someone else.

Trudy, who could it have been?

Don't think about it anymore, Jill.

Let's try to forget the whole thing, at least for a while, all right?

All right. Forgive me.

I want to show you a beautiful spot. You'll see.

A gunshot! The other side of that rock!

Hurry!

Fritz!

- He's dead, Jill. - Did you hear that? Up there!

Come on. We've got to warn the others!

Nick! George! Come here!

Someone's killed the professor!

- They shot him! - Hurry!

Someone dragged him into the water. Why?

So that his body wouldn't be found.

By the way, there's no chance you made a mistake, is there?

Of course not! I saw him. He was dead.

And so did Jill. I believe you. But it's strange.

Whoever pulled him out there didn't cover the tracks.

So? What does that mean?

It means that whoever did it was in one hell of a hurry.

Please, let's get back to the house. I'm afraid out here.

He was in a hurry. What for?

To get back to the house in time to be called out to look at the corpse.

You mean one of us?

There's not the slightest doubt.

- What do you want? - Nothing.

- Just for you to confess. - What?

We think you know where the formula's hidden.

But I don't. He never told me anything.

Not even where he hid my check? It was for a million dollars!

When I went out, my husband was sleeping...

but one of you woke him up and made him go out.

That's the person we should be looking for.

Why did you go out in the first place?

- Why did you meetJill? - That is none of your business!

On, no? I left a million dollars here on this table...

and I want it back!

Anyone else want to try? I'm ready.

Have you had breakfast yet?

What's the water like? Any breakers?

I should take you out and drown you. That would teach you to answer me.

Right, Peg?

Looks like we're all going to wind up subzero.

- Am I right? - You asking me?

Why did it have to be her?

Why did you want me to bring her? What harm did she ever do to you?

Start talking or I'll kill you!

Only murderers kill.

Jack, where are you?

Answer!

Where are you?

Where the hell are you hiding?

Jack, answer!

Where are you?

Isabel, have you seen Jack anywhere?

- Would you like something to drink? - Maybe later.

Look!

Oh, God! Not him too!

Where were you?

- Here he is, George. - We looked for you everywhere.

Where's Marie?

This time, seltzer water won't turn the trick.

What's the matter with you, if I may ask?

I can't stay here any longer. You must let me leave.

- I'm afraid of all of you. - Even me?

I don't feel I ever knew you, George.

I know there's a way of getting off this island, isn't there, George?

But you didn't want anybody to go. You kept us all here.

Why, George? Do you realize the professor would still be alive?

And Peggy and Jacques.

And poor little Marie.

Well, I didn't kill them, you know!

Maybe it was you after all!

What? Stop it. You can think what you like.

I can't go on!

Nick, may I ask what you're doing?

Nothing. Just looking for that check.

And you expect to find it in my desk?

What are you doing?

Why did you turn off the record player?

What the hell are you up to?

I'd like at least my voice to stay around.

My name's Trudy Farrell.

One of these three men murdered my husband.

The first one is George Stark, the man who invited us all here.

Number two is Jack Davidson...

a business associate of the aforementioned George Stark.

The third man's name is Nick Chaney.

I suppose he, too, does business with George.

One of these three men...

We're all a little upset.

- Why don't we try to get some sleep? - No.

Why not, George?

You got another one of your clever ideas? What is it?

We sleep here, all four of us.

- You think so, do you? - Sounds risky to me, George.

Knight...

bishop...

queen.

Checkmate.

- But not a bad plan. - Very clever.

Don't you agree?

The murderer will kill us all at once!

Well, I'm not playing. He won't find me.

Let him go, George. Let him risk his life if he wants to.

- Nick's gone out. - Trudy, are you starting that again?

The other two are still here with me.

It's an obsession.

Each person can watch over the others.

If the murderer is among us and makes a wrong move...

He hasn't so far!

we'll find out just who he is.

Will you please stop it! It's getting on my nerves.

Never mind all that!

I got something in this shaker you won't believe!

I'm losing my mind!

Trudy, you come over here too.

We can at least keep each other company.

Strange, there's no one here. You two take a look upstairs.

If there isn't anyone here, how did they get off the island?

Unless some friends happened to pass by and picked them up.

Could be, sir.

There's no one here.

There doesn't seem to be anyone upstairs, sir.

I'll be damned. Well, that's all we can do.

My head is killing me!

Do you two feel all right? George!

We've been drugged.

Somebody put something in that drink.

It can't be. I made it myself.

If it wasn't you, who could it have been?

Who could have put a drug in our glasses?

Any one of us.

What for?

It was probably meant to kill us, but it wasn't strong enough.

- Who could it be? - It had to be one of us.

We all fell asleep except Nick.

- Strange... we're all still alive. - At least for now.

Shall we bet who dies first? The dead one wins.

The yacht should be here already. It won't be much longer anyway.

- What happened? - It's very simple.

The machine kept on recording while we were asleep.

- And they didn't see us. - That's right. It's absurd!

Not only absurd... impossible! We were here.

Evidently we weren't.

What did you say?

You want us all to go crazy?

So that's your game, eh?

Why don't you kill us like you did the others?

You're the one who's crazy, and I was blind not to see it before!

But you're through now. I'll get you first!

Well! A very interesting point of view.

I must confess I had underestimated you, Trudy.

Oh, really? Why?

Do you think thatJack is right? That I'm the killer?

Sit down, Trudy. It doesn't matter what I think.

I'm not a man of thought. I'm a man of action.

Take this, my dear. It's my million dollars.

I don't think you're crazy, and money's important, isn't it?

Very important. I see you're quite clever, George.

You want me to help you? Just wait here.

All right. I trust you.

Damn it! It won't start.

- Trudy, Jack, where are you? - Right here.

I saw what you found, and you'll be sorry you did.

You know, if you hadn't, I would have let you live.

Stay where you are.

I'm the one that got rid of the launch.

And the telephone. And you killed Nick. But when?

While you and Trudy were asleep.

But we were all drugged!

The sleeping pills were only in your two glasses.

Why?

So that when the sailors came, they wouldn't find you...

so they would think you had gone.

You won't get away with it! Where will you put the bodies?

I'll hide them in the launch, and then I'll sink it.

They'll find it!

The water's very deep, and I have no other choice.

Look, Jack, you said you didn't want to kill me.

That was my original plan.

I wanted you alive, to take the blame for everything.

- After all, you killed the professor. - I did? How do you figure that?

- I killed the others, but not him. - I didn't either!

- I don't believe you! - And Peggy?

She had to die too. She knew too much.

And leaving witnesses behind would be bad for my health.

Trudy, is that you?

Come in, Jack. Don't be afraid.

I'm unarmed, as you see.

I heard that you don't like people around who know too much...

and that you killed the professor, which was not part of our plans.

I didn't kill your husband.

So if it wasn't George, it must have been you.

- Now why would I do that? - I don't know.

There are lots of things you don't know...

while I know that you can't shoot me.

I'm the only who knows where the formula is hidden...

and you find that very interesting, don't you?

So there's not much you can do but stick to the bargain.

Just like you, right?

You've already pocketed two checks...

and if I want the formula I'll have to give you mine too.

- That's right, Jack. - Okay.

Come with me.

For all these reasons...

this court finds you responsible...

for the death of your friend and colleague, Dr. Kruger...

whom you murdered with the express intent and purpose...

of stealing the formula of an important discovery of his...

for your own unlawful gain.

You are condemned to be hanged by the neck until dead.

You're probably a little surprised that I've come.

Do you understand how much I love you?

I worshiped you from the moment I first looked into your sweet, gentle eyes.

I even loved you after I found out you'd killed that man for his formula.

You believe me, don't you?

I'm not judging you. You're the only man I'll ever love.

I don't mean to scold you, but why the pentothal bullets?

And then why did you keep on with the pentothal?

That's what really did it.

That's what my father does with animals, to save them.

I didn't know it would have the effect of making you talk...

and that you would tell that officer everything you had done.

It was a real piece of bad luck.

How could I have known about that?

When my father shoots animals with sodium pentothal...

they just lie there. They don't talk.

I thought I could save you. They were going to kill you, you know.

- Thanks. - That's all right.

You know, maybe you...

Maybe I what?

You could help me. I'm fat broke.

You spent three million dollars?

No, just two.

Darling, come closer.

I cashed Jack's check and George's check, but not Nick's.

I would do it but I need the account number.

They ask you for it.

It's a very simple number.

2-2-3-3-3.

I love you, Fritz! I'll pray for you, my love!

- Drive to Lausanne. - Yes, miss. Where is that?

Switzerland.