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GALAXY CRIMINALS

In orbit, thousands of kilometres from Earth, GAMMA ONE, the most distant

of the space stations, marks the invisible limit of human expansion.

The organs are reacting. A perfect result.

I can say most definitely. A perfect synthesis.

Professor. The reading are the same. All of them.

- Are you absolutely certain? - Yes Sir.

Well, Commander...

What are you thinking?

You've convinced me, Professor Nurmi.

Collaboration will take place on all levels.

This is my principal experiment for the C.B.M. division.

So I've been told.

Still, this isn't the sort of project I'd Gamma One to be stuck with.

What' do you mean stuck with?

You should be pleased that Gamma One was chosen for this test.

It doesn't seem like that to me.

All these human bits, shrunken organs.

It makes me sick to my stomach.

Believe me. You'd better get used to it, Halstead.

Tissue grafts and transplants are vital operations.

They are revolutionizing medicine and will transform mankind.

In that way we can create

A race of perfect men.

I'm satisfied with people the way they are.

That's a refutal of science.

Maybe I'm old fashioned, but I want to live as I am and die as I am.

I'm not looking to be superhuman. I'm...

an individual. Not a collection of various organs.

I guess the Commander doesn't appreciate your biosynthesis.

Perhaps we can change his mind.

It's tampering with nature.

and I'm surprised the Commander... Yes?

Yes, Professor Nurmi is ready. We'll be waiting for you.

Bon voyage, lads.

As I promised, Lt. Jeff will give you a tour of the station.

Please excuse my lack of interest in your anatomical collection.

You'll change your mind, I assure you.

- But, you'll be my guest for dinner? - Certainly. We'll eat...

- some flesh. - Dinner is at nine.

By the way...

I was told there were two people involved with the experiments.

There were indeed two.

The other was our expert in miniaturisation, Professor Cappin.

Where is he?

A few days ago, Professor Cappin disappeared.

- Disappeared? - Vanished.

- Probably got transplanted. - Don't laugh Commander.

Quite a few people in the last few days...

have disappeared.

One... Two... Three. That's it.

Have you got it?

It's simple. One quick thrust upwards and then release

And now you. We'll try it by numbers.

One... Two... Three.

And jugular pressure.

Very good. Once more. But remember to be careful.

- Who is the instructor? - Lt. Connie Gomez.

The best there is. She's also the code control officer.

That's better. Once more now.

Interesting.

She seems like a perfect specimen.

She's 100% woman. All the men agree. Even Commander Halstead.

- I'd like to meet her. - Why not... Connie.

I'd like to present Professor Nurmi.

He's an executive with C.B.M. The Research Corporation.

I've never met anyone important from Research before.

- The pleasure is all mine. - I'm showing him round the station.

- I was admiring your physique. - What?

My speciality is the human body. My area of exploration.

A perfect body indicates an excellent and vital mind.

Of course.

I would love to explore your...

mind.

Perhaps we could have dinner together.

You don't waste much time do you. Alright then.

Excuse me but this evening, you're dining with the Commander.

I don't think his presence would hinder our... exploration.

Neither do I.

- I'll see you at dinner then? - Alright.

He's just another big talking creep from research.

- How would you know, Jake. Get lost.. - See what Mike has to say about it.

That's for you Jake.

And that's for Commander Mike Halstead.

Continue practicing. You need it. Understand?

- I don't like it. - What?

Connie and the explorer. Mike absolutely furious.

He had it coming. He's been too off hand with her.

I still don't like this three seat fink moving in.

That was wonderful.

From tomorrow I'll have four wonderful weeks down there.

On holiday?

- Yes, at last. - Why spend it there?

What better place.

I know one. The best in the solar system.

- And where would that be? - Ah, that's my secret.

A place that has everything you could possibly want.

All I want is to get off this merry-go-round for a while.

Luxurious, beautiful, exciting... and mysterious.

- And very expensive. - Not for you Connie.

- You would be my guest. - No thank you.

I mean to say a guest of the Research Department. At their expense.

Well, that's an idea. I'll think about it.

I guess we'd better get back to the Commander.

Back to work.

Don't get up Commander.

- A perfect officer and a gentleman. - Rising in the presence of a woman,

is an antiquated custom, don't you think?

Even if it is old fashioned, I like it. And I'd like another drink too.

You only have to ask, Connie.

I like to be treated as a woman, as a lady. Not as a machine.

Just because I'm spinning around in space.

After all there's quite a difference between a man and a woman.

Only an obvious difference.

And you Mike should know that better than anyone with your reputation.

Connie, you�re drunk.

Why not "Lieutenant you're drunk"?

Go away Jake.

We'll ask Research/

You're a gentleman and I'm a woman. Can't I accept your wonderful offer?

Your dream holiday. Yes, I accept.

- She's drunk. You realise Nurmi? - I'll accept it as sure as I'm a woman.

- For you Sir. - A space machine, or a woman machine.

What is it Commander?

- Fowler is missing? - The General.

- When's the next shuttle down? - Not until morning.

Too late.

The Research ship is at your disposal Commander.

- Thank you. - Mike!

- Shall we begin. - We're ready.

We too.

- And you? - We are also ready.

We must be more careful of our appearance whilst we are here on Earth.

We do not wish to be forced to use harsh words.

Study your assignments. They are all here in this capital city.

Put them to memory.

We have no time to waste.

We have one complete our task in one Delphian moon

- We know. - We are bound to you in mind and body.

Make the rendezvous with your quorums precise.

And the consignments?

Deliveries must be made exactly as instructed. Perfect in every way.

And may your missions be successful.

I'm a cybernetic doll A talking doll.

Computo-dolls are never naughty and they never talk back.

Cybernetic dolls are produced by C.B.M.

and are recommended by the Educational Council

Aerobus for Zones 4, 9 and 14

leaving from the green bay at 18:20.

The express for the main station, Area 2, is leaving from the Yellow bay.

Zone 9.

- I could still be near you, Mike. - Perhaps it would be better not to.

- I was only trying to... - Take your vacation. As you planned.

Alright I will. If that's what you want.

I'll accept that kind offer of the gentleman from Research. Alright?

- Hello. - Hello. Can I help you?

- We'd like a few minutes of your time. - No problem. What's it about?

We're selecting people especially adapted to life in space, particularly..

Now we're all present.

The two tardy members are

Anton Freed of space intelligence and Charles Delotie of Computer Analysis

There's no point in going over preliminaries.

What's the latest on the disappearances?

From the capital alone, another 48 people have disappeared today.

48, and it's increasing at a steady rate.

It will be 300 a day by the end of the week.

- Incredible. - And it's most serious at Space Command

My figures are similar. According to Professor Werner

the numbers of disappeared are doubling every day.

- There seems to be no pattern to it. - But we must find one.

Anybody. Any one of us could be next.

- Were there never any witnesses, ever? - That's another mystery.

Terrestrial G2 swears they combed the area.

May I make a recommendation? A special police force with Halstead in charge.

- If Joint Staff don't object. - I'm in favour.

I don't see any obstacles. Any objections?

I'll finish by saying that this should be under the control of the Commander.

- At present, we have our hand tied. - All sections really must collaborate.

There's nothing else. At least for now.

- Same time the Sir? - Yes.

- Goodbye. - Thank you.

Excuse me.

- You're Professor Freed? - I am.

Grandpa!

The mission has failed.

You know the penalty.

You must be punished.

Catherine!

Did you see?

It seems to be the prefect synthesis of Halstead.

I don't think you had me quite.

My nose is just a little bigger. And this ear, it sticks out.

Now I think, maybe we better get back to work.

Here is the latest news.

No clue yet as to the disappearance of Chief General Fowler.

Reports have been coming in at an alarming rate.

Members of the Neptuniac Association have been accused without

any proof of their involvement in the recent disappearances.

Mr. Freed still hasn't arrived at HQ, Commander.

That's very strange.

Put out a general call for him.

Sir, here's a file on our agents in the unaligned countries.

- It's complete. - Thanks.

What�s the situation on the neighbouring bases?

- They're being rechecked Sir. - Get a move on.

- We have that info on CBN Sir. - Go ahead.

New orders say that only CBM personnel now have access to Delphos.

Thanks.

Twenty more cases reported already this morning.

- Haven't you called Lt. Gomez yet? - Yes Sir, but there's been no reply.

- It's not possible. - I'll deal with it personally.

- Contact me as soon as you get in touch - Very well Sir.

Jan... Jan!

Come here, Jan. Don't go near them.

Hurry, come inside.

Come here, darling.

We have 170 units out. And can give you a picture from any of them at any time.

Here's Sector 4.

Sector 2.

Hey, look at her.

You have coverage from one end of the Metropolitan area to the other.

Good.

Mike I think I've uncovered something. Girls.

- Shame on you. - No, I'm serious. Look.

Commander, they've found Dr. Freed. He's at Memorial Hospital.

- What's happened? - I don't know. You must go there.

It's urgent.

- Alright, let's go. - Commander.

I'm sorry, there's another call for you. It's urgent.

It's your sister.

Alright, I'll take it.

Monitor 2.

- What's up Vicky. - I've seen them.

- I'm sure of it. - What are you talking about?

The kidnappers.

Believe me. There were two of them. Here in the garden.

They were after Jan, but ran away when they saw me.

Are you sure you're not imagining it?

Believe me. I couldn't be mistaken. I saw them with my own eyes.

I'll have them send a jeep for you in 10 minutes and bring you here to HQ.

Goodbye. And don't worry now.

Did you hear? She may have something.

Try and get an exact description of whoever it was she saw.

Charles. Here's the list. Study every name carefully.

- Including those of C.B. M.? - Especially those.

But it's not possible.

It can't be Freed.

It's him. There's no doubt.

Documents, clothes. Everything. It's Freed.

And he's not dead. It's a deep coma.

- Can you explain it? - No.

We can't do anything for him. Come.

Delphos.

That's it. It's her!

Show me the man.

He still looks too nice.

Now you've got him. I'm sure of it.

They haven't located Nurmi yet. But that's not possible.

As important as he is, and they can't find him?

Those people are a law unto themselves.

Charles, you had an idea. Girls. - Lots of them.

And flocks of shipments. Unusual activity.

- And where were they from? - Delphos

- Are you certain? - Positive. All of them.

And Delphos...

- is an experimental station - Top secret, off limits and run by...

- Chem Bio Med. - C.B.M... Nurmi.

- But that's absurd. - Not ordinary, you mean.

- You've no proof. - We'll get it if we find Nurmi.

Headquarters for you on video.

- We've identified the kidnappers. - Yes, Mike.

- We were able to reconstruct them. - Great. Let me see.

Look... Look, Charles. There's your proof.

Now, the pictures.

Plaster it all over the city area. Show it to everyone on the base.

Line 4.

We now have the information you wanted about Connie, Lt. Gomez.

She's on leave Sir. At a place called Delphos.

I know it sounds peculiar, but we've checked it.

She was going to Earth but changed her plans.

Do you know Delphos Sir?

Yes. Yes, I know it.

Thank you.

- Unit 27 - Go ahead.

Two suspects in your location. Woman and man with suitcase.

Hold them for questioning.

Received.

Who has the suitcase, The man or the woman?

It's Unit 27.

The individuals, are they in contact? OK, then take us there.

Tall woman... green dress...

White scarf and man with long black cloak.

Now entering car. Go after them. Go!

Suspects in red car. Red tracer effective.

- Get the air jeeps. - Command to jeeps, home in.

Units 68, 72, 74, 77.

And patrols in those areas.

Intercept woman and man, in a red car.

Red tracer effective.

Prepare to land.

There's no one there. I don't understand it.

Go look around.

- What d'you make of it? - I don't know. It's impossible.

I think I've got something here, but I can't seem to open it.

Well find something and break it open.

Look.

- Smell that. - More chemistry.

- Interesting. - Certainly Nurmi.

My men are after him.

Come here, quickly.

They're monsters. Human dolls.

- Get him away. - Human dolls.

We hope you'll find everything pleasant.

- Would you like to check it? - No!

This is not going to be nice, I'm warning you.

The one who shot him went raving mad.

He's a mystery.

No papers, and no identification.

Just an object. A corpse who won't talk.

The only thing we do know. He was accompanied by a woman.

But she's disappeared.

He's horrible. A monster.

- He's still alive. - It's just a nervous reaction

that continues after death.

I've never seen eyes like that before.

You've seen a cat, you've seen these eyes.

What would you call this thing?

A freak, a sickening freak.

We're faced with kidnapping. Maybe wholesale murder.

- And all we turn up are freaks. - No they're not..

This is no freak. Unless I'm wrong...

These are the marks of a transplant. And a successful one.

- A transplant? - Fantastic.

Unbelievable. And yet there it is.

Look at the hands. You see?

- It's a freak that's been built. - What are you saying?

I don't know.

It's difficult to put it into words.

- Don't touch! - Is it dangerous?

I couldn't say, but it's best to be cautious.

Either way...

It would be best to have it examined bio-chemically,

by our specialists.

- Well we have S.E.A. - No, no. The best one.

- Chem Bio Med - C.B.M.

- Nurmi. - Let's get him.

We must bring in Chem Bio Med.

- We must. - Yes... Come.

Halstead.

- Where are you going? - I'm going to find...

This Professor Nurmi.

- Professor Nurmi left some time ago. - Why didn't you stop him?

We had no authority.

- And the girls? - They're still up there. D'you need us?

Not yet. Come on then.

- What do you want and who are you? - We want to know who you are.

- We'll call the police. - We are the police.

You've no right.

Now, what are you up to?

Who sent you? What are you doing here?

We'll tell you nothing.

You'll tell me alright.

- Even if I have to choke it out of you. - There's no need. We'll collaborate.

Let's go.

Watch out for those gadgets on their chests.

Self destruct... Self destruct.

Impossible. Were there just two girls against you three men?

You've seen nothing, heard nothing, and you know nothing.

- Understand? - Yes Sir!

Take these two women to HQ. To General Maitland

You'll speak to no one else. Go on.

Hey, Mike, look at the names on this list.

D'you recognise the ones that are checked?

It's a list of the victims.

There's no General Fowler.

It must be just one of many lists floating around the city.

Now look at this one. Pretty thick.

These are the ones that were missing last.

You didn't make their list if that's what you're looking for.

- But I did. - Congratulations.

This tops everything. Look at this.

A complete dossier on everyone they had tagged.

Everything they do, day by day.

How on earth did they got all that information.

It must have taken years.

Organisation. Corporate type organisation.

- It's the diary of one of them. - Let me see.

14/10... 3 up... LV... Proteo 6

14/10... Proteo

Proteo.

Proteo, of course! What are we waiting for. Here.

Take this gold mine back to Maitland.

I've got a front row reservation at the theatre.

We're most pleased to tell you that all has gone perfectly well with us.

We expect perfection.

You know that, don't you?

- I'm sorry, but I must do this. - No

I beg your pardon. Sorry.

- No, we're not at fault. - You were designed for death.

Such curiosity.

- Where is she? - She?

You know perfectly well what I'm talking about.

You didn't come in here alone.

Where's Connie?

Where have you hidden her?

Tell me or I'll kill you.

Where's Connie! Where? Tell me!

Mike! Stop it. Let him go.

I hope you can... overlook this incident.

I'd hate to have to make an official report.

The Commander is under stress. It's clear the disappearance of

- General Fowler has unbalanced him. - He's the one that's unbalanced.

This incident isn't closed, General.

- If you'll excuse me gentlemen. - He'd one of those creatures with him.

- Let him pass. - You want proof? Search him!

- Halstead, that's an order. - What's he doing in here anyway?

This theatre is sponsored by me. Satisfied, Halstead.

You filthy murderous bastard. Your game is up and you know it.

Miss Gomez sends her regards, Commander.

Why you... You helium headed idiot you.

You and your stupid rules, regulation and protocol.

You've gone over the line.

For your own sake, I'm ordering you confined to quarters.

It's incredible that people like you are still in authority.

It should be a perfect graft. Excellent specimen.

Drink this my dear.

- She's stubborn. - Prepare her initiation.

Drink it. Come on now. Drink!

It's an honour to have been chosen.

You should be proud.

In two days, your other half will be here.

Will you do me a favour, Sergeant and send off this cable.

- I have my orders Sir. - Look, it's only a personal message.

- I'm sure you can do it. - Leave it to me Sir.

- Thank you. - Take it.

I don't get it. What does this mean?

The commander's gone completely out of orbit.

Let me see.

- Of course. - What d'you mean "Of course".

Read it again Jake..

Connie on mad escapade.

Any news? Deeply bothered.

Regret I never gave her even little party.

- What does it mean? - It makes perfect sense,

Look.

C O M E

Read just the first letters. "Come and bring help".

Well, what are we waiting for?

There he is!

Let's get closer.

Did you hear that?

Is there anything wrong Commander?

Get the ladder and open the hatch.

Come on, open it.

Jump.

He's done it.

Welcome aboard Commander.

That's about the size of it anyway.

That's the wildest, most way out thing I've ever heard.

- You're pretty sure the key is Delphos? - I'm certain.

If I could locate General Fowler, we'd be on our way to Delphos now.

When I think of Connie up there.

We can move any time.

There's a Jupiter with two detachments all ready to go.

How did you get by their embargo? That's my little secret.

This plant of C.B.M. gets bigger and bigger every day.

And I ask myself why.

- What do you want here? - We'd like to take a tour of the place.

- You're crazy. - And you're the guy.

Let's go.

- What's up there? - No. No one can go there.

It's off limits. There's nothing up there.

We'll see for ourselves.

You go ahead. Move.

Keep going. Don't think you can fool us.

You can't go in there. You're not authorised personnel.

- What a shame. - I don't have a key.

Oh, you don't have a key?

But we're magicians.

Watch this.

Wait! Don't shoot.

Alarm!

Destroy them.

Another one.

Fire!

Look out, Jake!

Watch out. They can see in the dark.

Jake, over here.

- I'm going to have to reload any minute - Watch out for their claws.

Come on.

In here. I'll cover you.

Stand guard. See if you can open that door.

Delphos.

Yes. But you will admit that these are most peculiar goings on.

And that they are the responsibility of someone at C.B.M.

You're asking me to conduct a search at C.B.M.

I'm not empowered to do that. The Director General must approve it.

And so will the board of C.B.M.

- But time is not on our side. - I assure you, I will pursue this.

If there is anything improper going on

you will have the complete power of the corporations at your disposal.

What's to be done?

Gentlemen. Rest easy.

A fitting welcome has been prepared for our unexpected guests.

Here. Observe.

We'll use them as subjects for our experiments.

These tests show that none of them qualify in any respects.

I had hoped that...

in spite of your rash intrusion we could have used some if not all of you here.

You and your men will have to be eliminated.

Stand back Commander!

One word from me and you're finished.

Don't think that I won't have you killed despite your influence.

My only regret is that you were in no way qualified.

But I regret that I must take your life.

But first I owe the Commander a courtesy.

He favoured me with a tour of his station.

- I would like to return the compliment. - Where's Connie?

You'll have your answer, finally.

Beautiful aren't they?

Perfect, miniature people.

The result of 20 years research.

First we reduced whole cells, then tissue, then organs.

And now... an entire being.

Not by magic, Commander.

But by method, reason and tests.

Twenty long years of tests.

Look... Restored to normal.

The process is reversed.

How can this miracle be? Is this the doing of a mad scientist?

Black magic or mumbo jumbo? A nightmare?

Nothing of the sort.

This is an application of fact. Unknown to science.

Wait!

Not that way.

- Where's your supervisor? - Here I am Sir.

Have they been taught the correct procedure?

Certainly.

Take her to rejection.

Perfection. That's what I'm after.

A means to perfection.

To create a perfect biosynthesis.

Let me show you the failures,

that fill my heart with pity.

We've paid a hard price for our success.

- I'll save you. - Rejected abortions. The price of error

This is my private hell. To remind me of the hell men like you have created.

You ask why I have caused such horror?

Because here Halstead is the realisation of my plan.

These mirrors reflect your image into infinity.

In the same way I will achieve a perfect synthesis of the human race,

which could be duplicated millions of times.

Continuing its expansion like the universe itself.

Here is a race with beauty, dignity and compassion.

Prolonging indefinitely the life of selected individuals

A race I am proud to say we designed. We men.

A man-made race, that will one day people the universe.

Yes it's Connie.

Isn't she splendid?

Your Connie... The epitome of perfection.

She's being prepared.

Attuned. Attuned to me Halstead. To me!

Soon she will be ready for the great moment.

When she and I will become one person.

And my flesh will absorb hers. And we will be fused into one person.

We will be one.

One person, but doubled.

That will be the perfect culmination of my work.

The total fusion. The great moment.

Come, Halstead.

You can witness it with your own eyes.

You see? Behold my work.

- Recognise this? - Of course.

It's the final stage in our conditioning for space travel.

Exactly, but my people are being conditioned

for something far better than merely chauffeuring a space craft.

Experiments, analysis and more tests.

Nothing is left to chance.

Your friends.

It might seem the work of a sick mind.

Nevertheless, I've worked in my own way.

For the good of humanity.

The preparations for synthesis are long.

General Fowler!

General.

We have no time for such sentimentality.

This is the computer which controls all Delphos.

A perfect machine, constructed by means of my own genius.

Thanks to this computer I control life...

and death.

Now, you have seen it all.

Your visit is over.

They are scraps. To be disposed of.

Also you will end up there. With the rest of the debris.

An end as good as any.

How one dies has no importance.

Death...

is death.

Mike, for God sake, do something.

- Let's not just stand here. - Mike, what's come over you?

Ken, shut up and listen. You too Jake.

Pass this down the line.

When I give the word, start swinging at those creeps.

All together and we'll take them by surprise.

They're automatons. Beings without intelligence.

So we'll destroy them all, one after the other.

OK then Mike, I'm with you.

Let's do it.

Courage lads.

NOW!

There's a riot going on. Quick, hurry.

I'm over here.

Wake up Professor.

Look at that.

Keep swinging boys,

Get off. Let me go.

Hurry! Stop them. Close the emergency exits.

Go on. Stop them

Close the emergency exits.

Let's go.

Nurmi.

Madman! Madman! Spawn of the insane!

Look! Look what you've done.

It was too good for you.

You're Vermin. An impotent bastards.

Fools! You could never comprehend.

This is my work!

My work. Mine!

And it will end with me.

All of it!

I'll destroy it all.

The whole world!

I wanted to be your saviour.

I could have saved you.

Hurry. This way.

Connie! She's out.

Connie. Wake up.

Come on.

Get back in there.

We're trapped. The lake's above us and we'll be flooded.

Our only chance is to get inside.

The rest of you get in those other cylinders.

What are you waiting for. Go on!

- Mike! - Come on then.

Here.

Breathe through here.

Easy General.

We made it.

Mike, look.

The astronauts, with Maitland.

- Where the hell are they going to land? - They'll have a marine unit with them.

- Better late than never. - Just leave it to Maitland.

Just in time to pick up his medal.

General Maitland says the circumstances didn't justify countervailing an order.

Commander Halstead was under orders and restraint.

His defiance was a breach of the principals of discipline.

Listen to this. Particularly unworthy of an official

in the services of The United Democracies.

- Maitland is a robot. - He just can't see beyond the rulebook.

- But the doctor said you should stay... Damn the doctor. He's a fool.

- You should listen to him - I've never felt better in my life.

This actonol is wonderful. It freed my mind completely.

My serial number, exactly miniaturised. What a stroke of luck.

At ease, Halstead. We're going for a stroll.

- Don't disappear a second time. - I'll keep an eye on him Commander.

You know, my authority has its advantages.

And how's our perfect experiment?

Who could improve on that?

Come on.

By the way, I've been meaning to ask you dear.

- Did you enjoy your vacation? - You're irritating. I can't stand you.

You're no gentleman.

You're unfair, unkind, uncouth and I just hate the sight of you.