All language subtitles for Tower.of.Terror.1941.1080p

I've had enough of this.

You can get yourself another
assistant keeper.

Now, Peters - look-

Now, wait - wait.

You know me, Herr Kleber...

...a quiet, easygoing man -
easy to get along with.

But him!

Oh, what's Kristan been up to now?

Now, get this...

...in those three weeks I work on the island
Kristan don't say one word to me.

Not one single, solitary word.

On a lighthouse, mind!

Lonely enough as it is.

But when you haven't got a
soul to talk to...

...when you don't hear your own voice for weeks
on end - that's like being buried alive.

Ah.

Another day and I'd have been
as crazy as he is.

I advise you to go back to the
lighthouse until I can make...

...my report and get another man appointed.

Oh, no!

I wouldn't go back to that island
for all the tea in China.

All right, Peters - have it your way.

Now, let me see.

Peters... Peters...
yes... uh-

Here's your money.

I've earned it.

See if I'm not right about him being crazy.

Well.

You've got rid of another good man!

The fourth in the last six months.

What's the matter with you, Kristan?

Why won't you talk to any of them?

I had nothing to say.

Well, the Superintendent will!

There's a war on now.

It's almost impossible to replace an
able-bodied man in any kind ofjob.

I can work alone.

Yes. You are crazy!

You've been in the service long enough to know -
it takes two men to run a lighthouse.

Now it's up to me again to try and find
somebody to help you out...

until a regular man's appointed.

Tonight you will have to
run the light alone.

So don't get too drunk before
you go back, that's all.

No, my dear, the harbour's not what it-

- Good day, Herr Kristan.
- Flowers.

Oh, I'm sorry - I haven't had a flower
in the shop for days.

The farmers used to grow them especially
for me, but not any more.

They have to grow potatoes and vegetables -
the Government insists. Food shortage!

- Is it in memory of your wife?
- Yes.

Then why not let me suggest a
nice evergreen wreath?

I've got a beautiful one here.

Now, these leaves won't fall so quickly.

And it'll keep nice and fresh for a long time.

- How much?
- Seven marks, even.

He gives me the creeps.

Oh, he wasn't always like that.

I can remember him sixteen
- no, eighteen - years ago.

He was an engineer on one
of the coastal steamers.

A good looking feller, too.

He had the prettiest wife.

But that hand!

Yes, it was a terrible thing.

The boilers exploded and ripped off the
whole lower part of his arm.

I think something snapped inside him, too.

Of course, he was no good for
the sea after that.

So they gave him a job as
a lighthouse keeper.

Did you ever know her - the wife?

Oh, yes, yes. Sixteen years ago, she
was drowned in a squall.

They say he was in the boat
at the time, too.

But he couldn't save her.

Maybe he couldn't swim?
Like most sailors.

Anyway, they never found the body.

Well, what's he want to buy flowers for then,
if he hasn't got a grave to put them on?

They say he just drops them on the water...

...near the place where he last saw her.

- Who's that?
- That's Wolf Kristan. A queer bird.

- Hello, Kristan.
- Rum.

Sorry. You'll have to check that
before you can get any rum.

It is on account of what happened here
when you were here last time.

I tell you, it was his hook that did it.
Don't you believe me?

Sure... a right hook!

Ahh. Let's see how good he is
without his fish hook.

Hadn't you better wait until he's... had a few?

Maybe you're right.

Watch this.

That's only a starter.

In less than half an hour he'll
be on his second bottle...

...and still be sober!

A beer and a sandwich please.

Albers!

Good evening, Herr Harbourmaster.

No, no, don't move. I should have
known I'd find you here.

Have you been looking for me?

Yes, I uh... I... have a
little job for you.

But I'm starting work unloading those coal
barges for Herr Keller tomorrow.

Oh, I already spoke to him.

It's alright for you to take this job.

What sort of a job is it?

Go out to Westerrode lighthouse
tomorrow morning and, er...

...help Kristan.

For a few days.

Kristan? I thought he had a new assistant.

Oh, he quit this afternoon.

Didn't like the job because Kristan
wouldn't talk to him.

Oh.

I just want you to fill in until they
send out a regular.

Well, I don't know the old devil.

But from what I know about him,
I'd sooner leave it as it is.

All the same, you'll just have
to go out there.

But Kristan's bad!

And me not being familiar with the work,
he might take it out on me.

If there's any more trouble he'll get
kicked out of the Service.

He knows. I've read the riot act
to him, just now.

- You don't have to worry, Albers.
- Hmm.

All right, then.

Ha! A little more beer, eh?

Oh... he's drunk already.

If I tell him now you're going out,
he'll have forgotten it by morning.

I'll give you a little note.

Hand him this when you go out in the
morning. Say, er... around seven.

Drinks are on the lighthouse, by the way.

- Well... so long, Herr Kleber.
- Oh, so long... Albers.

Now we'll see what he can do.

Remember me? Sinbad's the name.

Huh. Where'd yer leave the stiff?

Hmm?

Get out! I knew this would happen! It's always
the same when you are here.

Get out, I tell you! Get back to the island
before it's dark - and I mean now!

Hey!

Hey there!

Out there!

Have you seen a girl swimming
around here?

She must have drowned. Let's go back.

Marta?

Marta?

Marta?

Who are you?

Don't you know me? I'm Kristan.

Where am I?

In the lighthouse on Westerrode Island.

Did you bring me here?

After I found you in the water.

You're safe now, Marta.

My name isn't Marta.
My name is Marie.

Marta.

First, I see to the lights.

- Then I'll bring you some coffee.
- No, thank you.

I just want to rest. I'm tired.

- Your dry clothes, Marta.
- Thank you.

- Good night.
- Good night.

Good morning.

I must look a sight.

It's a lovely dress. But a
little out of date.

You are Marta.

You called me that last night.
Who is she?

She's wearing this dress.
Is this Marta?

My wife.

Where is she?

Drowned.

As you almost were yesterday.

Sixteen years ago.

The very hour I saw you floating
in the water.

Now I look at you. It seems Marta...
has come back to life.

Her eyes... her hair...
everything.

You're Marta!

I'm terribly sorry. If I had known I reminded
you of your wife in this dress...

...I never would have put it on.

Perhaps I had better take it off?

No! No! You musn't - not yet.

- But you're making yourself unhappy.
- No, I'm not!

I just want to go on looking at you.

Look!

They're coming after me!

They musn't find me here!

In there.

- Thanks.
- Remember what I told you.

Don't get into any fights
with the keeper.

I won't forget. So long.

Good day. I'm Erich Albers - the Harbourmaster
sent me to help you out for a few days.

I've got a note from him.

What are you staring at?

Nothing. Just looking around.

You bunk in the oil shed.

You'll find what you want there.
Then report back here.

Who is he?

- The new helper.
- To stay here?

- Only till the regular comes.
- Oh.

We can't keep this up.

I'd better tell you who and what I am...

- ...and why I'm here.
- Makes no difference.

I wouldn't want to get you in
trouble on my account.

No one knows that you're out here.

But what about this new
helper of yours?

When he goes back to the village
he's bound to say that...

...there's a woman living in the lighthouse.

He'll be here for several days yet.
You're safe.

I appreciate your wanting to help me.

But it's no use, I'm afraid.

Well, where do I start?

You have your breakfast. I'll
have mine later.

- Oh!
- And how are you, this fine evening?

No, please don't go.

There's plenty of time and there's
plenty of room for two.

- I musn't keep you from your work.
- Is that the only reason?

Why, yes.

You're sure it isn't because you're
scared of old Kristan?

Scared? Why should I be
scared of him?

Well I don't know. He's a kind
of peculiar man.

You see? You don't know.

And neither do I know why he
hasn't introduced us yet.

After all, there are only three of
us here on the island.

I think we ought to become
aquainted. Don't you?

Perhaps.

My name is Erich Albers.

Are you related to Kristan?

Why... why... why, yes_

I'm his niece.

I come to visit him once
or twice a year.

To bring him some things he needs.

And how long will you stay on here?

- I don't know.
- Oh, I don't mean to be nosey.

I'm only asking you because
I didn't expect...

...to find anyone here, besides the keeper.

At least... not a girl.

Your niece happened to come up and we
talked for a moment. That's all.

I'm in charge of Westerrode.

I give orders. Make rules.

I know, can I help it if-

Question her - you'll regret it.

Go down.

You take... dogwatch.

Right.

Let me do that.

Your watch starts at twelve. You'd
better get to bed now.

- Good night.
- Good night.

I wish you wouldn't hold anything
against Albers.

I've been thinking, and I've finally
made up my mind.

I'm going to give myself up.

You've been very kind to me.

And I'm really, deeply grateful.

But you still don't know who I am
or what I ran away from.

When I tell you, you'll probably regret
having fished me out of the water.

It is nothing to me, what you've done.

Even if I tell you that I ran away
from a concentration camp'?

That makes everything different.
Doesn't it?

I don't know whatever made me think I could
get very far without being caught.

But when you've been locked up
for months, like I've been...

...when you've had nothing else to do but think.

Of home, of your family.

Then there's only room for one
thought in your brain.

How to break out and escape
all that filth and misery.

You don't care what may happen.
You don't care.

Please. I'll never give you up.
I don't care what you've done.

Oh, that's wonderful, Kristan...

...but you're shielding a fugitive!

You didn't know that at first, so
nobody could blame you.

But now, you'd really be in serious trouble.

I couldn't allow that, after
all you've done for me.

I won't let you go.

But Kristan...

...this arrangement can't go on.

I can't stay here. For many reasons.

Then there is Albers.

I know he suspects something.

The moment he goes ashore
he'll tell everybody.

Albers.

Even if he didn't, you said yourself there's
another man coming in a few days.

It'll only be the same thing over again.

Kristan, there's only one thing to do.

Give me a little time. I'll find a way.

No.

Tomorrow - take me back.

Tell them you're turning me over because
you found out who I am.

That'll clear you.

Good night, Kristan.

All right, here. It's Fletcher.

- Good to see you, Hale.
- Thanks, Fletcher - it's good to see you.

How's everything?

- Just like that.
- Same with me.

I haven't seen any of our
Gestapo friends lately.

They must think I'm the Invisible Man,
after this little bit of filching.

- So you got them?
- Yes.

There's sixteen photostatic copies.

They show the whole layout.

I don't have to tell you what
they mean to us.

I can well imagine.

The place is full of rats.

Make it snappy. What arrangements
have been made?

- Where are you staying?
- In the lighthouse.

Don't ask me how I did it. It was
a wild stroke of luck.

But that works out perfectly.

The motorboat's coming over from Holland
at midnight tomorrow.

They'll be waiting for you, as arranged -
just off the lighthouse.

Keep a sharp lookout. There
must be no slip up.

Riemers - you cover this side
and the road here.

- If they try to get away, shoot!
- Right.

You four - come with me.

- Well, you go first.
- Take care of yourself.

Have a drink for me when you get
back home, you lucky devil.

You might be there in time to join me.

I'll try to.

- Good luck, Hale.
- Cheerio.

All right, you two, wherever you are -
come out with your hands up.

We've got you this time, so come out-
and don't start anything.

Run for it, Tony!

Here they are!

Gentlemen, I fear you're a little late.

- Did you find him?
- No, he got away.

Well, he's the one who's got
the photographs!

Hey, there! Wait a minute.

- Where are you going?
- Let go of that rope!

- Where are you going?
- What difference does it make?

I'd like to know.

Give myself up to the police.

- Now, will you let go of that rope?
- It'll be very foolish of you.

After you told everybody in the village that
there's a woman living in the lighthouse.

Whatever I said on the shore had
nothing to do with you.

I give you my word of honour.

Doesn't matter now, anyway.

Please let me talk to you?
Perhaps I can help you?

You can - by letting go of that rope.

I'm sorry, I can't let you leave.
At least, not yet.

It means a great deal to me,
that you'll stay here.

It's also important that Kristan doesn't
find out I left the island.

So you're afraid of him, but you
needn't be afraid of me.

I can't tell you any more now,
but you must trust me.

Nothing will happen to you
as long as I'm here.

Now please go back to the lighthouse
and forget what happened tonight.

I'll join you shortly.

All right.

Shake on it.

You know, for a moment you had me scared.

Good night.

Good night.

Then, you didn't leave me?!

No.

Stop, Kristan! Don't do that!

You'll never leave me.

- Promise.
- I don't know what I'm going to do.

I'm tired, Kristan. Good night.

Sorry I'm late.

That's all.

Harbourmaster Weber.

Morning, Kleber.

Sorry to have got you out of bed so early.

But this is important. Sit down.

I understand that you were at the
tavern the night before last?

The night before last... er...
yes - that's right.

Did you notice a man sitting at the
next table to yours? A stranger.

Yes, I think I did notice somebody.

I'm asking you because that stranger
was the English spy...

...who got away from us last night.

$0!

Can you give me a description of
the man? Think hard.

Uh... now, let's see... he was, uh...

- ...no, he wasn't... yes, he was!
- What?

No, he wasn't.

What colour hair did he have?

I think it was dark.

The waiter who served him has just told
me he was sure it was fair.

Now, I may be wrong.

To tell you the truth, I didn't pay much
attention to the man. I was, er...

...kind of, er, preoccupied.

In other words, you couldn't
be sure of anything.

No, I really couldn't.

Everybody we've questioned so far has
described the man differently.

Has no one any eyes?!

I don't go round... I don't go round
staring at people, unless...

- ...wait! Albers.
- Who?

Yes, Albers. He was there
before I arrived.

He probably had a good look at him.

And where can I find this... "Albers"?

He's at the lighthouse. I sent him to help
out the keeper for a few days.

Thank you very much, Herr Kleber.

I certainly hope you're right about Albers.

I'm pretty sure.

Phone down to the pier and
have the boat ready.

Good morning.

- Why don't you clean this?
- I did.

Do it again.

You'll have to get the ladder up on the
hoist to clean the windows.

So grease the pulleys before
you go down.

All right.

Stay there.

- Who is it?
- It's me. Kristan.

There's a motor boat heading for the island.

You stay in your room. I'll
see what they want.

All right.

Ahoy!

- Is Albers around?
- Up at the light.

Want to ask him a few questions.
Get him to come down.

Albers!

Albers!

Come down. The police
want to see you.

- Albers?
- That's me.

I'm going to ask you to remember
somebody you saw at the tavern.

The night before you left
for this lighthouse.

I want you to think hard.

A lot depends on your answers.

I'll try to.

Do you remember a man, sitting at
the next table, facing you?

- Alone.
- Yes. Yes, I do.

Can you describe him?

Sure I can.

Go ahead.

Uh... he was about thirty-four
years of age.

Had a small, fair moustache.

You're sure about the moustache?

- Positive.
- Go on.

Uh... he was wearing a grey suit and,
er... a dark necktie.

And what about his hair. What colour?

Light brown.

And the colour of his eyes?

Uh... they were light... um...
blue or grey.

Was he heavily built?

- Well-
- About your weight?

Just a moment.

You've a pretty good memory,
haven't you, Albers?

That is... if you are sure
of everything?

Sure as anything.

If your information leads to the man's
arrest you'll get the reward.

20,000 marks.

That ought to give you an idea that
we want him pretty badly.

I'll say it does!

You'll hear from us when we get
our hands on him.

I hope you do.

So do we. Another thing...

...we're looking for the body of a
young woman who...

...jumped off the pier a couple of nights ago.

She probably drowned and was swept
out to sea by the tides.

Keep your eyes open for her.

- Yes.
- That's all.

What is it?

I can tell you, Herr Oberst - everything.

You will speak when you are asked.

Well?

We found him in one of the
lorries that just came in.

He was tied up in the back.

I've been in it since the day
before yesterday.

Silence!

Goon

He was gagged and tied
up with these.

But please, Herr Oberst!
I can explain everything.

Only answer my questions.

- And be brief and to the point.
- Yes, Herr Oberst.

Your name - and where
do you come from?

Erich Albers.

I'm from Warnsdorff.

Warnsdorff? That's 400
miles from here.

How did you get into that lorry?

I was on me way home - taking a
short cut across a goods yard...

...when a man comes up behind me
and knocks me down.

Did you recognise him?

I'd never seen him before.

Stay as you are!
Goon

When I came to it was pitch dark
and I was moving.

I tried to get my hands and feet
free but it was no use.

And the gag was nearly
choking me to death.

- Had you any money on you?
- A few marks.

In me trousers.

Yes.

It wasn't money he was after.

Have you any personal enemy who may have
taken revenge for something?

Never had a fight or
quarrel in rne life.

Strange!

Tell me...

...who could identify you in
your home town?

Someone who could be reached
on the telephone.

Herr Weber.

He's the harbourmaster.

Connect me with Harbourmaster
Kleber at Warnsdorff.

Yes. Speaking.

Oh, yes, Herr Oberst.

What?

His name's Erich Albers. Says he's from
Warnsdorff and that you know him.

Oh, yes, I know Albers.

But he's working on Westerrode lighthouse.

Are you sure?

Of course I'm sure.

He was seen there early this morning
by Group Leader Jurgens.

Thank you very much, Herr
Harbourmaster.

I don't know what your game is but we're
going to find out in a hurry!

Huh?

Herr Kleber tells me that Albers is working
on Westerrode lighthouse.

That's right. I mean...

...that's where I'm supposed to be.

You're lying!

No, Herr Oberst! I'm telling
you the truth.

Wait!

I've a letter from the
Harbourmaster right here.

- I... had it right here.
- That's enough.

Get on the next train for Warnsdorff.
Take this man with you.

Make a full report to the authorities there,
and turn him over to them.

That's all.

What are you doing here?

I came in to see whether the room
needed straightening up.

What is Albers to you?

In your hand. What is it?

I found them lying on the floor. I was
just going to put them away.

Show me.

They belong to Albers.

- Give it me!
- I won't.

Let go, Kristan!

You're hurting me. Let go!

Where did you find them?

I told you. Lying on the floor.

- You're lying.
- Suppose I am!

Where did you find them?
Tell me the truth!

I'll tell you.

They're mine.

I hid them away when the
policeman came.

- Now will you give them back to me?
- You're still lying.

That Albers. Or whatever
his name is.

He's the spy the police are looking for.

The police are looking for me, too.

And still you sheltered me.

They're not looking for you.
They think you drowned.

What are you looking for?

His gun! He must have a gun.

You're going to stay here.

While I deal with your Albers!

No, Kristan!

No! Let me out, Kristan!

Let me out, Kristan!
Let me out!

Time we got the ladder up.

You handle it from the top.

- Where are you going?
- Up!

I'll pull you up in the sling.

I want you to examine the gantry.

Well, go on - get it.

Well, get in.

All set.

Albers! Watch out!

He's got your photographs!

Yaaargh!

- Kristan, wait!
- Raargh!

Kristan, wait! Kristan!

No, Kristan! No!

Hand it over.

You go to your room.

Do as I tell you!

I'll give you till the count of ten.

One.

Two.

Three.

Four.

Five.

Six.

Seven.

Eight.

Alright, Kristan! Where are you?

Wolf Kristan!

Ha! You old pirate.
How are you?

We've just come from way
up the coast.

I had no idea you were keeper of this
old torch until I saw it in the book.

Naturally, I had to say hello!

Welcome, Kapitan Borkmann.

Leutnant Giessler.

Wolf Kristan.

My Chief Engineer during the
World War number one.

Kapitan Borkmann has always spoken
very highly of you.

Who's this man?

My helper, Kapitan.

Erich Albers. At your service, Kapitan.

Shouldn't you be in the Service?

Big, strapping fellow like you.

I was found unfit for active duty
on account of my heart.

Heart, eh? One wouldn't think it.

I regret it very deeply.

Sit down, Kapitan. Leutnant.

We can only stay a moment or two.
Got to get back to the ship.

What is she this time, Kapitan?

Oh, just a smelly old fishing tub -
but she's got good teeth.

Plenty going on around here,
so I understand?

I'm sorry, Kapitan...

...that I cannot offer you a drink. But we haven't
got a drop on the lighthouse.

Aha! How's that?

Got it from a British skipper
we took aboard.

It's excellent old scotch.

After you.

- Prosit!
- Prosit!

Here. Giessler doesn't drink.

No thank you, Kapitan.
I'm on duty.

Oh, yes... I forgot.

I suppose the young lady wouldn't
care for a little sip?

Now, come, come, Kristan.

We saw her as we were coming
up to the island.

Somebody wearing a skirt.

I presume it wasn't one of you!

You're quite right, Kapitan. There
is a young lady here.

- She's my fiancee.
- Your... fiancee?

She's never been on a lighthouse, so...
she's spending the day with me.

So... but is that quite in accord
with the regulations?

Especially at times like these?

I suppose not, but she kept after me...

...until finally Herr Kristan
gave his permission.

I'm taking her back right after supper.

Ah, well. We were all young once!

Well, why don't you introduce us
to your young lady?

We won't bite her!

I want you to meet Kapitan Borkmann.

My fiancee.

You have my best wishes.
Both of you.

Thank you, Kapitan.

You know you're breaking the
regulations, young lady?

Still... love's a good excuse!

Well, we've got to get back
to the ship.

Good bye, Krista n.

I hope we meet again, soon.

Thank you.

- Both of you.
- Don't mention it.

Now that we're all friends and
understand each other...

...hand over that packet.

Yaargh!

Good work.

What are you going to do?

Light that lamp and bring
it over here.

Goon

Perfect!

Are you going to put him
down there?

I can't leave him here.
Someone might come.

You'd better come too.
I'll need the light.

Take it easy. Everything
will be all right.

Look - you're hurt!

Yes, he caught me with his hook.

You mustn't leave it like that.

Come upstairs.

Over there.

- I can do it.
- Don't be silly.

He was after the artery
with his hook.

He was out to kill you.

He'd have killed me the first time on
the rope if it hadn't been for you.

I still have to thank you for that.

I haven't thanked you either, for
what you did for me.

For you... and also for myself!

For yourself?

Yes, you see... I'm not what I'm
supposed to be, either.

Oh, I realise now you didn't believe my
story about being Kristen's niece...

...but how much do you really
know about me?

I think, everything.

Your name is Marie Durand - you escaped from
the Waldau Concentration Camp.

- Right?
- How did you know?

I heard about it in the village
before I came out...

...and put two and two together.

And you still didn't tell
those two men.

Why should I put my own
neck in a sling?

You see... I'm on the run, too!

On my way back to England.

Then you are English?

Yes. Anthony Hale.

Tony, to you.

What are you doing in Germany?

I mean, here - in the lighthouse.

Oh, that's too long a story to tell now -
but I'll tell you one thing.

Everything's arranged for me to leave
at midnight tonight.

- The lighthouse?
- Yes, and Germany.

For England?

Unforeseen accidents barred,
of course.

Would you like to come along?

- Oh! Like'?
- You'll be taking an awful chance.

Oh, but what a chance!

To get away from this.

To get to England.

We will. You keep your chin up.

Listen to me, Kristan - that isn't
going to help you any.

You're staying where you are till
after we've left the island.

That'll be very soon.

But I promise you, before we go I'll see that
you're able to work yourself free.

Marta!

Marta!

Why won't you look at me?

You're in danger, Marta. I can see it.

Water... water all around you!

You don't want to help me!

Your husband... and you
don't want to help me!

You think I am mad?

I know it's because he's your lover!

You betrayed me! You cheat!

Cheat! Cheat!

I've got to look after the light.

You'd better get your coat
and come too.

It's a long time to wait
till midnight.

Come here!
Out there - that light!

"Auf"... "Wiedersehen".

"Prosit".

"Bride"... "and"... "groom".

"Borkmann".

- Borkmann?
- Yes.

That's very touching of him.

I'd be much happier if he decided to spend
tonight far away from this island.

Doesn't seem to be in any hurry, either.

Now, then - keep your chin up.

Alright. I'll keep thinking of midnight.

Well, we still have twenty minutes
before we start.

Tell me something about yourself?

How you you happened to run foul
of the Gestapo and so on.

It's all very fantastic.

Still doesn't seem quite real to me.

And what were the charges?

They called it spying.

What really happened was that I was stupid
enough to take pictures in a forbidden zone.

They wouldn't believe anything I said.

Finally they took me away and put me
in the concentration camp.

How long were you held there?

Nearly three months.

Then, one night I hid in the lorry that came
once a month to bring provisions.

Not bad.

It was a chance and it worked.

At least, so far.

Remember... chin.

- Harbourmaster Kleber.
- I came as quick as I could-

- Albers! What are you doing here?
- I know - it can't be me because I'm not here!

One moment!

Are you positive this man is
Erich Albers?

Why, yes!

And this is the man you told to
go to the lighthouse?

It's him, all right.

I told you the truth.

Does Kristan know you personally?

No, sir.

Then someone is impersonating you.

The same man who attacked you
is using your identity.

Hello! Marine radio station.

Marine radio station. Leutnant
Gunther speaking.

This is Group Leader Jurgens.

I believe we have located the
English spy, Anthony Hale.

Hale? Are you sure?

Yes.

Yes.

I'll wireless Kapitan Borkmann to
proceed to the island at once.

- Is your boat ready to go out?
- Yes, it is.

Come on! This time our friend
won't get away.

A message from Shore Station, sir.

We're going back to the lighthouse.

- Hard to starboard.
- Hard to starboard.

Bride and groom, eh?

Well, I'm going to give them
a wedding present!

Good, it's nearly time.

My men should be here
any moment now.

You go on down.

I'll be with you as soon as I've
checked the light again.

All right.

Stop it! No! No!
No, Kristan!

Please!
Don't, Kristan!

Don't! Tony - help!

You've gone mad!
Let me out of here!

What's that?

That's where you sleep...

...Marta.

She's buried there?

Under the flowers.

He killed her there.

He loved her more than
anything in the world.

Because he couldn't bear anyone
else to love her, he-

You don't know what you're saying!

Let me go!

Please, Kristan. Let me go!

I'll never let you go again.

Now, you're going back there.

- Stop, Kristan! Listen to me!
- No, no...

Even in death I knew you'd come
back to torture me!

No more!

Any signs of him?

Not a thing.

It's three minutes past midnight now. He
must be around here somewhere?

Hmm. Try circling the lighthouse once.

Maybe he's the other side?

Look!

Somebody's trying to signal
from up there.

"Come"...

"To"...

"Island".

They're signalling to somebody
from the lighthouse.

"Am"... "in"... "trouble"...
"come"... "quick".

It's the Englishman. I'll say
he's in trouble!

- We're still five miles off, Herr Kapitan.
- Right.

Forward gun ready on the lighthouse.

Aim lights.

And keep a lookout for enemy craft.

Herr Kapitan.

Ready, sir!

Fire!

Look!

Oh... Marta!

Quickly.

Fire!