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Thank you.
This crevice of the volcano is very deep. Perhaps we'll find the form of
underground life that according to your father's theory exists as a result of
the transformation of the substance at such high temperatures during thousands
of years.
These strange frequencies worry me, but I can't believe that there exists an
underground form of life and that if we find it, we can electronically
understand their message and find out the mysteries of the center of the
Earth, such as...
oil deposits, diamond fields, metals and so forth.
And apply this knowledge for the well-being of humanity.
It's a fantasy.
I think you'd better wait here.
I wouldn't want anything to happen to you.
No, this is Papa's dream of a lifetime.
I want to be there when we find it. All right, come along then, but be careful.
The signal has increased considerably.
I'm going to call your father.
He'll want to know where we are.
This is WGXAO.
I can hear a strange static.
as if there was some sort of electronic interference in the air.
Hello, Dr. Mantell?
Yes, we're all right. We've found a way to get close.
I said be careful.
And don't let that girl do anything foolish.
I can't hear you too well.
Too much static.
Hello, Corrine.
No, I can hear you if you shout over the noise.
What's the temperature?
About 125.
Oh, you must be very close.
Now listen to me, Corrine.
You're not to move any closer than where the temperature reaches 135.
All right, Papa.
I understand.
And listen, Corrine.
Don't let that young man do anything foolish.
Corrine, did you hear me?
What? No. Wait a minute.
The interference.
Papa, there's a sort of an electronic code signal coming in on this frequency,
getting stronger.
Can you hear it?
It sounds almost like... Yes.
Yes, I hear it, Corrine. You're right.
It's the same as the signals we picked up before, only stronger.
Oh, Helga.
If only I could be out there with them
You
stay
here I'm going to try to go further in mark, please be careful
Can you locate the source?
Mark has gone deeper into the cave with the detector.
Can you hear it?
It's changing.
And it's becoming a little loud.
What can it mean?
It's still there.
What does it mean?
I don't know.
It almost sounds like a cry of distress.
Corrine.
Corrine, what's happened?
Oh, Helga.
This is the greatest moment of my life and all I can do is sit here with this
stupid telephone.
Karin, Karin, are you all right?
I found the source of the signal.
It's a rock formation that appears to have an interior life.
Mark, are you all right?
What?
Corrine, what's happening?
Mark found something.
I don't know. Wait a minute.
Yes? What is it, Corrine? I can barely hear you.
Mark found something. I don't know what it can be.
Yes! Yes!
I found it! I found it! And it has life!
Yes! It's alive!
Alive?
What?
Alive?
you
the sinner.
with the blood of Satan.
And now deliver up unto me the soul.
Now the next one, Luisa Martinez.
and wickedness.
Any reaction?
Slight, within a tolerable range.
That's it, perfect.
Good. Start the pump.
Doctor, pineal reaction, 11.2.
How much are we getting, Helga?
It's only 4 cc's, but it's coming faster now. Not enough.
11.6.
5 cc's, still coming.
Better than Helga.
11.7.
She'll die, Doctor.
Six cc's.
That's enough.
She'll be all right now.
Take her away, Roland.
Quickly, I'll go before the periculum congeals.
Doreen.
You help with the transfer, will you?
I'm feeling a little shaky.
Sounds like it's dying.
It can't die because it doesn't actually live.
It functions.
Listen. It knows we're here.
And it's hungry.
Oh, Helga, don't talk like that. It has nothing we could call life.
It's pure crystallized intelligence.
It has no more intelligence than a radio transmitter broadcasting mathematical
formulae. Harvard, for us, it may be the source of priceless information.
Think of it, Mark.
Perhaps the ultimate secrets of the universe.
Quickly, Helga.
But so far, all it's given us are a lot of promises.
We've had so little time to understand it, Mark.
The important thing is we've been able to keep it active all these months.
There you are. You were cold, weren't you?
Poor thing.
It's happy now.
Ready, Papa.
So far, the only real clear message it has given us is that it needs several of
these transfusions of periculin to survive.
Yes, but unfortunately, that can only be produced in the body of a human being in
a state of extreme terror.
Listen.
It's getting stronger.
Periculon.
At least that's what it says.
But I'll tell you frankly, Dr. Mantell, I don't trust that thing.
Trust it?
My dear boy, it's not a thing that you either trust or mistrust.
It has no life.
It's incapable of guile, treachery, just like those computers of yours.
Well, I don't trust them either.
They've been acting strangely lately, as if they were cooperating with that,
uh...
Hello. Oh, Roland.
Everything all right with the girl?
Yes. Oh, yes. Everything is fine.
You bet.
Well done, Roland. You're a good boy. Can I go and see?
Yes, of course. Go right ahead. Thanks.
Don't forget the notes, Corrine.
It's got bigger.
Hasn't he?
Good?
Doctor,
it wants more. It wasn't enough.
Apparently, yes.
You better run it through again just to make certain.
I don't like this, Corrine.
Those seven CCs should have been enough for a week.
That's what I mean, Doctor.
There are too many things going on here that we don't understand.
I think we should publish our findings and call in another expert.
Experts.
Experts once thought the world was flat.
Mark, you don't realize the jealousy there is among scientists.
The others have laughed at Papa's theories for years.
I want to publish, Mark, but when we know a little more, just a little more.
Here's the reanalysis.
Practically the same.
That means we'll have to use the fear chamber again within 36 hours.
Dr. Mantell, I realize the fear chamber is necessary for this experiment, but
that girl nearly died tonight.
Yes, but she had a weakness.
Suppose she had died. She wouldn't have been missed.
Nobody going nowhere.
Corrine, do you know what you're saying?
Mark is right.
It would be murder.
I'd never forgive myself, and nor would you.
Yes, you're right, of course.
I'm sorry, Papa.
I guess I'm very tired.
It's worried.
Afraid of something.
All right, I've decided.
But I need your cooperation.
One more subject, and we'll take every precaution.
In the meantime, we'll analyze all the data from the computers.
And if we don't come up with something definitely useful, we'll abandon the
whole project and turn our files over to the Institute.
You agree?
It... It grabbed the beaker right out of my hand.
Yes, I told you.
Oh, it's hungry.
It wants more.
It's generated its own feeding tube.
I wonder what else we don't know about it.
What's going on?
That's Sergeant Wilson.
Well, he was at it again.
You fool.
Don't you realize the danger you put us in?
Your work ends in a fear chamber.
If it happens again, I'll tell Dr. Mantell about the girl who died because
of you.
No.
Please don't tell the doctor anything.
It won't happen again.
I promise.
Now get out of here and go to your room!
And stay there!
I don't want anyone to know about the things that happened here behind the
doctor's back.
Understand?
Yeah.
Now you get out of here, too.
Miss Ransom?
Yeah? Please take a seat.
They told me I'd be able to live here until you could find a job for me.
If you're accepted.
Fill out this application while you wait.
Thank you, Miss Mantell. You've been real kind.
And I'm sorry I caused you so much trouble yesterday.
That's nothing new, my dear.
Our girls frequently have bad nights before they leave.
Good luck, Louise.
Goodbye and thanks again, huh? Bye.
Foreign countries require physical checkup for entrance.
You'll find surgical clothes in the dressing room, please.
Oh, hello, Roland.
How's your friend there?
Oh, it's hungry, real hungry, I can tell.
But I troll him about the new girl.
Well,
don't make him too excited. We haven't decided definitely to go ahead yet.
Oh, you shouldn't have said that.
It hurt you.
Now it's worried again.
Oh, it is, is it?
Well... Tell him for me that if he doesn't come up pretty soon with some
useful information, he's out of a job. And I mean it.
You heard that?
You better start talking.
You better.
Same thing again.
Always the same.
Why don't you take a rest, Papa?
You've been going over those cards all day.
Here, let me fix you some tea.
It's almost as if our own computers were cooperating with it. Just to tantalize
us.
Carl, I've got something. Look at this.
It started with an unusual burst of activity this morning. So I tried my new
analysis program.
And look, two complete rational series.
Yes, there seems to be a real message there.
A genuine intelligence.
Fortunately, it won't take long for the computer to understand.
Yes, but I have them all working and receiving the new signal.
We should gather as much data as we can and analyze it later.
I quite agree.
Of course, that means the fear chamber again.
I think we should go ahead tonight.
I'll tell Roland to gather the things we need.
I wonder what enchanting things our dear psychologist Helga has specified this
time.
Maggots, slugs, things like that.
Imagine waking up in the middle of the night covered with them. Oh, Mark, no.
Never mind, dear. They don't bite.
Sometimes I wonder how much of herself Helga puts into her work.
Yeah? Come in.
I have good news for you, Sally.
We found a more respectable position for you.
You'll be leaving first thing in the morning.
Oh, yeah?
That's great.
Thanks a lot.
You'll want to get plenty of rest.
That's right.
I guess I'll go to bed now.
Good.
Sleep well, my dear.
Thanks. Same to you.
Thank you.
capable of feeding itself.
But I don't know how it could get so close to her.
I don't know.
Perhaps it tripped or... No.
No. It just reached out and took her.
Like it took the glass bowl last time.
Who let her in here anyway?
She just opened the secret door.
And how did she know about it?
Look here.
Burglar tools.
Then it's not murder.
It's justice.
No, it's murder.
It's murder and we're all guilty.
No, Papa.
She was a criminal.
It killed a human being.
And it'll kill again unless we destroy it.
Now. Destroy it? How? It's only a rock.
Ah, no.
It's a living thing. I know that now.
And it can be killed.
It needs heat to live.
All right.
We'll let it die.
Papa, don't!
Look, Doctor. It's activated the computers by itself.
It must have formed its own electronic circuits.
Yes, I see.
Well, my friend, it's too late now.
I don't want to hear anything you have to say ever again.
Help me!
Papa, what is it?
I'll have to get him to a specialist.
Miss Lund's diagnosis was correct.
A minor occlusion.
A few weeks rest in bed and he'll be all right.
Oh, thank God.
Your father is a remarkably strong man for his years, Miss Mantel. But he must
not be allowed to become overly excited.
I'll see to that, Doctor.
I blame myself for this because I've allowed him to overwork of late.
I shall be more strict now.
He ought to sleep for the rest of the day.
So, goodbye now.
Goodbye. Thank you, Doctor.
Mark.
Oh, Mark.
I should never have let him go so far with this thing.
It's finished now, Corrine.
That monster down there is nothing more than a lump of ashes and cold magma.
I think it could be revived.
No, Helga. The experiment is over. Papa made that very clear.
He was upset, perhaps later.
Helga, it killed.
We have the death of an innocent human being on our hands. Human garbage, a
nothing, a tramp and a thief.
How many better ones have given their lives to science?
Look, it manufactures some kind of a tentacle, long enough and powerful
enough to drag that girl across the room and into the pit.
Then it was able to extract the hormones that it wanted and God knows what else
from her body in just a few seconds.
The day before, we thought it was just a piece of rock.
According to the computers, that's what it told us.
Then it lied to us.
How do we know what it's up to or what other powers it might have?
One thing is indisputable.
It's dangerous.
We can't turn it over to the Institute now.
There'd be questions.
Then when Dr. Mantell is well enough to supervise, we'll dissect it. We'll break
it up and see what makes it function.
Is that all right with you, Corrine?
I never want to see it again.
Poor thing.
It's me.
Roland, your friend.
Oh, I can see that you're cold.
That's too bad.
They shouldn't treat you like that.
What are you doing?
Huh? Oh, nothing, nothing. Just talking to my friend.
I can hear it.
Humming, deep down.
Humming?
Roland?
Do you love Dr. Mantell?
Oh, sure, yes.
You bet.
He's a good man.
Oh, I love him, too.
And I want the whole world to know just how good a man he is.
But I need your help.
Yes, Helga.
You know me.
What do you want me to do?
You and I are going to carry on the doctor's work.
Aren't we?
We won't let it die, will we?
No, of course not.
We'll get lots of girls for our work.
You'll bring them to me without letting anything stop you.
It needs to be fed right away.
Yes, sure, he needs it.
We let everyone else go.
Well, Zaid won't want to leave.
He'll leave.
You'll help me.
Yes, sure.
Of course I will.
No, no, I insist.
That goes quite right, as usual.
You must get away for a few days, out into the country and forget this bad
dream we've had.
It was a good dream, Papa.
Twenty years ago, yes.
But now it's a nightmare.
Mark, I charge you with the task of making my daughter forget her dream.
Will you do it? With the greatest of pleasure.
I'm going to try to give her a new one.
Good.
And as for you, young woman, as your father, I forbid you to talk of
geobiology or any other scientific subject with this young man. Oh, Father.
Not another word.
Olga will take good care of me, just as she has ever since your mother passed
on.
And I'll be glad knowing you're out in the sunshine.
Everybody out, please.
It's time for your medicine. You see, I was just saying. And no more talking.
All right, Papa.
I'll do as you say.
Everything is running according to plan.
Corinne and Mark are away.
The doctor is sick and the midget dead.
We just have to get rid of Said.
Thank you.
Hey!
I lost him.
Don't worry, he'll be back.
He can't let himself be seen on the streets. And he needs this place to
survive.
And now we have to take care of the dancer that goes up.
Are you the ones I'm supposed to see?
Yeah.
Well, where do I do my stuff?
We'll show you right now. I always get my money in advance.
I'm not surprised.
Here.
Come on.
Yeah.
Well, this is the place.
Where's all the people?
They're watching.
You just can't see them.
One of those, eh?
Okay. We ought to have some music.
No one will miss it, Buster.
so
you
Thank you.
AHH!
Diamonds?
Huh?
I don't know.
It's just the formula for diamonds.
Maybe there's a mistake.
I guess I'll have to reanalyze the data.
And there's more.
More? What more?
Where are these diamonds?
There are no diamonds.
This makes no sense.
It knows I'm its friend.
It knows how I like diamonds.
What?
What are you saying, Roland?
It wants to give me diamonds.
Don't be stupid, Roland.
That's not possible.
I'm not stupid.
Let me see that.
Why won't you tell me what it says?
Roland, what's got into you?
I told you it doesn't say anything.
At least I can't make it out.
I have to process it again.
I like diamonds a lot.
It's like an iceberg.
This will keep your blood circulating.
It's been so long, Mark.
I haven't thought of anything but my work for so long.
She will soon be totally terrorized and saturated with Barcelona, ready to feed
our friend.
She will now tell us the secrets of the depths of the earth.
We are brighter than the rest.
are breaking down.
Oh, I knew if we just had a little more patience.
Did it tell about the diamonds?
What?
Oh, Roland, you idiot.
Can't you understand there are no diamonds?
I'm not an idiot.
You shouldn't call me that.
You are my friend.
My friend.
But first, we'll have to reanalyze the data.
Lock up the laboratory, please, Roland.
I'm your friend.
You can tell me.
Tell me about the diamonds.
Does she want to keep it all for herself?
Is that why she won't tell me?
You are hungry, aren't you?
You have to have plenty to eat so you can grow big and strong, like Roland.
Why, that's wonderful, Corinne.
Of course I'm not upset. I'm delighted.
I've been thinking for some time it would be a wonderful idea.
Well, I never said so because I didn't think nature needed any old bungler like
me to lend her a hand.
Is Mark there? I want to congratulate him.
Hello, Mark. Congratulations.
She couldn't have made a better choice.
What?
Oh, yes, of course you can carry on my work.
But there's plenty of time for that. We all need a rest.
Now, listen, Mark.
I'm sure I'll be up and about in a few days.
Well, I'd like to be there to give it away. You understand?
Good.
Thank you, Mark.
I see... Oh, Mark.
Helga's attacking me again. I have to go.
Excellent. I'll see you then.
Goodbye. You know you're not to get excited.
Ah, nonsense, Helga.
Good news is always therapeutic.
Think of it.
Corrine and Mark are going to be married.
Really?
Oh, Carl, that is good news. But you must rest now.
so that I can be there to give her away, and perhaps in time, to see
my grandchildren, God willing.
That means they'll be staying away for a while, doesn't it? Oh, yes, I should
hope so. There's nothing very romantic about this house for a honeymoon.
Carl, I may have some more good news for you soon.
Ah, what kind of news?
Well... I've been working on the computers.
Oh, yes, yes.
The data we've collected is responding to reanalysis.
I haven't found the key yet, but I know there's something there, something very
important. The data.
That's very good.
Good, Helga, good.
Well done, Helga, well done.
Corrine going to be married to Mark.
Couldn't be better.
Ah!
to inform all persons living in and around San Patricio that the corpse of a
strange-looking man has been found at the bottom of a canyon.
The deceased bore no identification, but he was wearing a turban and had a scar
on his right cheek.
He was five feet, five inches tall.
Said?
Yes. The description fits him perfectly.
What could have happened?
The police might investigate.
That would cause your father problems.
Let's go.
The professor was right.
There is life in the center of the earth.
But you fool them.
They wanted scientific data that could be read with a computer.
What I want to know is where to find diamonds.
That's why I didn't let you die.
Tell me.
Only I will know.
No one else will live to tell the secret.
Tell me.
It doesn't like you anymore.
Roland, I want to talk to you.
And I want you to listen to what I say.
It doesn't matter what we did before.
But we were wrong.
This creature has seduced us.
Do you understand?
I'm going to be king of the world.
And I have diamonds.
Lots of diamonds.
You're not going to be king of the world.
It promised me.
And it knows everything.
It lied to you. It's been lying to all of us.
Playing us along all this time.
I've never lied to you.
Have I?
No.
You know how much I love you.
Love me?
You can have all the diamonds you want.
You'll have all the diamonds you want, Roland. No.
I want to be end of the world.
Now listen to me, you idiot.
And try to get this through your fat head.
We've kept that rock alive because we thought it was teaching us something.
But instead it's been learning from us.
Using the computers to learn how to survive on the surface of the earth.
And at this very moment, Roland, it's sending messages to others like it.
Teaching them how to survive too.
Even now they may be ready to emerge from below. God knows how many of them.
To take over the earth, consuming the bodies of human beings for the chemicals
they need to function.
It's made us work for its own benefit.
It has to be destroyed.
Now, before it's too late.
Before it destroys us.
Roland, what is it?
It wants you.
Roland, have you lost your mind?
It wants you. He likes you. You will be his meal.
Now I will know where to find the diamonds.
He likes me. He likes me.
He
likes
you.
He desires you.
It wants you.
It wants you.
It wants you.
He likes you.
He desires you.
He likes you. He desires you.
He
likes
you.
He likes you. He likes you.
He desired.
It wants you! It wants you!
Would you tell me now where the diamonds are?
After another billion years or so, as the surface of the Earth began to
cool, this primordial plasma, not yet life, but what I've called
anti-life, began to migrate towards the higher temperatures.
which it needed in which to function.
That is, towards the very center of the Earth, where I believe it remains to
this day the source of all this untapped knowledge of the universe, the key to
every secret which has so far defied man's efforts to learn.
Therefore, in an effort to contact this intelligent mass,
I began observations with a kind of radio telescope trained upon the
Earth's core.
And I detected radio disturbances emanating from
this source, upon which a computer analysis showed a definite pattern,
a pattern which I believe in fact consists of messages.
Messages.
Messages from... Who?
Messages.
Messages. Messages.
Messages. Messages.
Messages. Messages.
Messages. Messages.
What was that?
Did you hear it?
Papa might be in danger.
What the hell is going on here?
I'm gonna be king of the world!
What? I'm gonna be king of the world!
What?
I'm gonna be king of the world!
Roland, wait!
Roland!
Roland!
afraid. It needs fear.
If you have no fear, it won't hurt you.
You must have no fear.
I'm not afraid.
Hold on just a few minutes, Corrine.
I'm not afraid.
Mark! Oh, Mark, thank God.
Corrine, don't move.
Oh, no, don't go down there. It'll only get you two.
The computer, it's our only child.
I'm not afraid.
Quickly, Mark, hurry.
trying to develop its own internal circuits to make a life of its own
independent of the computers.
Once that happens, it'll be too late.
Ready. Apply the power.
Too much power. They'll blow out.
We have to risk it.
It's almost completely free.
Mark.
Get ready to take Corrine in case it relaxes.
Don't worry.
Thank you, Mark. You understood exactly what I was trying to do.
As soon as I saw your program, it was obvious.
It was a terrible chance, but I had to take it. What did you do?
I don't understand.
Well, every step of its growth process was recorded and stored
somewhere in those computers.
If we could force the computers to retrace those steps, we could reverse
the growth process and force it back into its original form.
Just a piece of rock.
Once it cools completely, we can destroy it forever by shattering it into
fragments.
I can only pray we've stopped it before it could transmit the information it
gathered to others like it.
Where are my diamonds?
Diamonds, my friend!
I'm the king of the world.
The king of the world. My friend.
Diamonds. The king of the world.
The king.
Diamonds.
Diamonds.
I'm the king.
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