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(ominous music)

(rustling footsteps)

(murmuring)

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(thudding)

(engine rumbling)

(breathy murmuring)

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- [Woman's Voice] Feels so good.

(ominous music)

(breathy murmuring)

- [Woman's Voice] I've got you now.

I need you.

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(breathy murmuring)

(creaking)

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(drunken stammering)

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(breathless moaning)

(ominous music)

(psychedelic music)

- Oh, that's in.

(big band music)

- Take that off.

- Go, go. (moaning)

Yeah, go baby.

Wow, that's it.

(murmuring)

Yeah, go!

(psychedelic music)

That's it, that's it.

That's it, great.

(uptempo music)

(murmuring)

(uptempo dance music)

(ominous music)

- Hm, 10 kidnappings in 1O days.

And nobody's got even a lead.

- Good morning.

- Didn't you get orders?

- Yes sir, I did, but-

- You can't yell at him, inspector.

This story is now too big,

and the public is anxious to get all the details.

- You've already done a pretty good job.

Calling us impotent; you didn't have to!

The public's got a bad enough opinion

of the police as it is.

- Oh, you're much too sensitive, that's all.

I didn't mean it that way.

But how do you like that theory of mine?

- Too fantastic.

You refer here to a mad scientist.

His experiments in Italy began years ago began

following the strange disappearances

of men and young, pretty girls.

- That wasn't a fantasy, inspector.

The scientist delved into all kinds of sexual aberrations

that are known to occur to women.

Undoubtedly a madman, though.

He was seeking a way by sex to improve our species.

(phone ringing)

- Inspector Benedict.

Yes sir, I'll go right over.

Yes sir, immediately.

Get me the information you dug up on that scientist's file.

- All right, be glad to.

- Hm.

(typist clattering)

(ominous music)

(glass clinking)

(beeping tone)

(beeping tone)

(beeping tone)

(beeping tone)

- It's not time yet.

I'll build her desire.

The new arrivals, the hippies,

put them together in one room

and let them keep their grass.

They'll be easier to handle.

And let the lesbians share one room.

I want to observe them.

This one will need more stimulation.

I've increased the aphrodisiac dosage.

(murmuring)

(psychedelic music)

Prepare her.

(sensual murmuring)

(psychedelic music)

We'll soon see how she does with a man.

(giggling)

(clamoring)

- Are you George Farran?

- I'll be right with you.

Harry?

Sit down.

- Are you writing about all those recent kidnappings?

- Yeah.

- Well, I came to see you because of my wife.

- Is she also gone?

- No, unfortunately.

- Go on.

- She wanted me to speak to you.

She gets turned on by stories of crime and sex.

They bug her.

You see, l'm the barman in the place where

that stripper was working, the one that got kidnapped.

- I see.

- Well, I told my wife I saw a guy

that was keeping a mask on his head.

He's the kidnapper, she says, but she's just guessing.

- Describe the guy.

- Tall, and his head looked very big.

He's somebody you'd remember all right.

- Had you seen him before this?

- No and I'll tell you, I sure wouldn't wanna see him again.

- Your wife could be right.

- I'll never be able to stand her.

- Hello, Inspector Benedict?

At my office.

I talked to the barman at that place.

He may have a lead on that stripper's kidnapping.

- At least, I think.

(ominous music)

(creaking)

(creaking)

(rustling)

(beeping)

(ominous music)

(beeping)

(murmuring)

(groaning)

(ominous music)

- The effect is dissipating at least 10 minutes faster now.

I'm going to need stronger doses and more frequently.

Have they reached climax yet?

- Twice, doctor.

- Can they stand another extraction.

- The girl can; she's still strong enough.

That poor man's got nothing left now.

- Hm.

Man's of no further use to us now.

Dispose of his body.

I'll use the girl once more.

And another man.

- How much longer will you have to go on

with these experiments?

- I don't know, but without them I'd be dead now.

- You know it's not right.

Must you treat them like animals?

You forget that they're human.

- Uh-huh; nevertheless, humans are more sexual than animals.

You know it!

- That's all you think about.

Let me give you all the sex you want.

Oh please, use my body to keep you alive!

- I intend to use you, along with the others,

in the experiments.

Your love means nothing; your body already belongs to me,

and I'll use it every way I want.

I'll give you just what you're asking for,

but in my own time.

(ominous music)

(flames crackling)

(typewriter clacking)

- [Benedict] Well, what do you think?

Does that look like the face you saw?

- Oh, this is the face all right.

It's wrong around the eyes though, look.

Look here.

The eyes were empty, very peculiar.

- They could have been behind a mask.

- We're not sure it was a mask, though.

- What else could it have been?

Some kind of monster?

You've read too many science fiction stories.

- This clipping's an authentic story.

- There is a monster?

- There was, 30 years ago in Italy, as I told you.

- [Benedict] Oh, come off it.

- The young scientist turned people into automatons.

He used them in terrible experiments,

and some of them became monsters.

- The police didn't learn anything?

- The men and women were young.

All the men were virile and the girls latent nymphomaniacs.

The experiments were sexual and perverted.

- Publish that picture.

- It's here, somewhere in here that I'll find the nerve

that controls the libido.

The incision was deeper this time.

I've exposed one of the critical lobes.

Once I find the key to human sexual desires,

I'll not only preserve my own life,

but be able to open the door to heightened methods

of sexual stimulation.

I must position this positive electrode

against the nerves of the libido.

If this experiment succeeds, I'll not only

be able to restrain us, but also turn humans

into veritable screwing machines.

Careful observation over the next few days

will give me the answer.

(clacking footsteps)

(ominous music)

- Hello there, Chronicle?

Please let me speak to a reporter named Mr. George Farran.

It's very urgent!

That monster just came in for a prescription.

- Is he standing at the counter?

- [Pharmacist] Yes, it's him all right.

I recognize him from the sketch in your paper.

I can't talk much longer. - Give me the address.

- [Pharmacist] 69 South Laurabelle Street,

near the corner of Elkins.

He's looking around out there, he's getting impatient.

What'll I do?!

- Just stall for time, I guess.

- [Pharmacist] Delay him how?

- Keep him busy.

- [Pharmacist] Well, hurry, hurry.

Who knows what that thing will do!

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- Damn police!

They plan to stop me, but I'm not gonna let them do it.

My tests have almost been completed.

The whole world shall benefit by them!

If only you'd been able to get those aphrodisiac compounds

from that drug store!

You did the right thing in killing that druggist, the fool.

(rustling)

- No use, inspector.

No fingerprints at all on him.

My opinion is that he was struck

by a blunt instrument of some kind.

- Hm, those marks, right across his neck.

Look, can't you determine whether they were made

with a large hand or not?

- Sorry, I haven't been able to.

The absence of prints on his neck tells us nothing.

- Well, gloves could have been used.

- No, those marks don't indicate that.

And besides, gloves aren't hard.

- It seems clear to me, inspector.

The thing that attacked the druggist isn't human.

- Now don't give me that again!

I told you, I'm not buying your story of a monster.

- And this, only a madman would try to get

such a tremendous quantity of drugs.

- Crazy or not, anyone needing drugs

doesn't send a monster to a drugstore.

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(wordless murmuring)

(overlapping moaning)

(moaning)

(repetitive music)

(lustful moaning)

- Harder.

Oh, more, harder!

Oh!

(moaning)

So good, so good.

Oh!

(moaning)

- Don't keep me waiting.

(moaning)

I want you now!

I need you.

_ Yes: yes!

(moaning)

- No, no.

No.

Yes: YES !

(banging)

(clattering)

- [Voice From Machine] Dr. Humpp,

you are doing an excellent job of carrying on

the experiments I started many years ago in Italy.

However, I warn you, you must continue to develop

the ingredients for the aphrodisiacs yourself.

Do not send to public pharmacies for them.

- But I must get new ingredients!

My life itself is dependent upon it.

- [Voice From Machine] But by sending out for the drugs,

you risk revealing your whereabouts and the nature

of your experiments to the police!

- [Dr. Humpp] But I've got to take that risk.

I must have those drugs!

- I did what you asked; I followed your instructions.

I sold him one of the ingredients

and told him about two other pharmacies

where he could get the rest.

- That's fine, now give me the addresses.

Take it down.

Monroe Street, 6218.

And 602 Sycamore; it's on the west side.

(slinky jazz music)

- Hello, inspector?

Yes, it's me.

No, there hasn't been anybody suspicious.

- Uh-huh, just wait; he'll come in eventually.

- Okay-

(slinky jazz music)

Go ahead and fill it.

(clicking)

(engine rumbling)

(jazz music)

- Are you sure Farran didn't leave any message for me?

- Not a thing, sir.

- Block every road out of the city.

- Yes, sir.

- Do you have a list of the drugs?

- Yes.

- I want it.

- Hello, dispatcher?

Inspector Benedict wants all roads blocked.

Yes, immediately.

(jazz music)

(tires screeching)

(jazz music)

- Nobody disappears into thin air!

I told our men they mustn't get through.

Yes, yes, I know that, but you're not to abandon the search!

Great reporter.

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(door slamming)

(animals chittering)

(dramatic music)

(dogs barking)

(ominous music)

(glass clinking)

- Now don't be scared; it's only water.

- Who are you?

- My name's Rachel.

They're holding me here as their prisoner here, like you.

- Those characters, they experiment, huh?

- I've no idea, but they're up to something, all right.

The young doctor seems to be in charge of it.

- Those automatons take his orders?

- Well sure, they're just like robots.

The doctor's been operating on their brains.

(rattling)

(dramatic music)

(dramatic music)

- Get this thing loose!

(rattling)

(door creaking)

(pleasant music)

- I love you.

Let me give you all the sex you want.

Take me, my body belongs to you!

Do it to me, give it to me!

I want you to take me, use my body in those tests.

Oh, please take me!

Please put it in me!

(groaning)

I love you, doctor!

Give it to me!

(breathless moaning)

(psychedelic music)

(dramatic music)

(moaning)

(pleasant music)

- That mad doctor can't continue!

He's completely crazy.

- Don't talk about him like that.

Dr. Humpp's not crazy.

Someday the whole world will appreciate his genius.

- And the crimes he's committed?

- You're misjudging him.

- What are you doing?

- I'm going to help you get away.

Make believe you're asleep, darling.

- Have you given him the serum?

- Yes, all of it.

He's ready now.

- Let's begin then.

- They could have taken either of two routes:

route number five or route 92.

(typewriter clacking)

Our men haven't been combing that area yet.

Send out two patrol cars

and tell the men I want a complete search of that area.

- Yes, sir.

- That fool reporter's liable to get turned into a monster

before he gets rescued.

(dramatic music)

(clicking)

(ominous music)

- And now I'm going to conduct a final experiment

on electronic control of the male and female libido.

Do not resist.

You'll possess that girl.

You'll do everything to her that a man can.

You'll respond to him.

He will excite you in every way his libidinous imagination

can evoke; he will drive you to climactic frenzy,

yet your bodies will never touch.

She's ready; you're making her become excited.

- I'm doing it to her; I can't stop screwing her!

- Now permit your libido to soar!

She'll respond to anything you do to her.

Lay him.

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(moaning)

(overlapping moans)

(psychedelic music)

Sex dominates the world!

And now, I dominate sex.

(psychedelic music)

Tomorrow we'll be able to go ahead with the extraction.

- Why use them again?

You have other couples anxious to copulate.

- He's strong.

And he knows how to use what he's got.

She'll be ready for him whenever he can get it up again.

The strength from their passion

will nourish my body better than the others.

Take 'em out.

- What are you worried about?

- They've made you into a nymphomaniac.

- You shouldn't care about that.

It means that you can get it whenever you want it.

- It's horrible what they did to you.

- Don't say that, George.

Many women are just like this.

- It doesn't bother me about the others.

I don't like you being always in heat.

- You love me, then?

- I loved you the minute that doctor put us together.

- Then you're just jealous.

- I'm worried about the doctor and what he might do next,

how he'll use your nymphomania in his tests.

(ominous music)

(uptempo music)

- Oh, hello inspector.

Any news of the stripper that was kidnapped?

- Uh-uh, no.

And the guy with the strange face come back?

- Nope.

I don't think that little cutie will be kidnapped.

I couldn't be that lucky.

- Let me know, huh, if he comes in again?

- Don't worry, I will.

- I hope he shows up.

- Rachel!

Rachel, wake up!

Rachel, get me loose!

Rachel!

- They're liable to catch you.

- I know.

You stay here.

And if someone comes, pretend you're asleep.

(creaking)

(ominous music)

(lustful murmuring)

(moaning)

(ominous music)

- [George] Don't give me away.

- Out of sight man, yeah.

(moaning)

- Pussycat!

Yeah baby, come on down.

(lustful murmuring)

- Yeah, groovy.

(ominous music)

- [Man On Bed] That's it, come on.

Come on, get in, honey.

Yeah .

That's great, that's great.

That's great, honey.

Don't stop.

(ominous music)

Come on.

(overlapping moans)

(unintelligible muttering)

(ominous music)

(dramatic music)

(beeping)

(beeping)

- [Dr. Humpp] Science will soon be able to harness sex,

the most potent force in humanity.

To increase the mental and physical prowess

of coming generations, the virility of men

must be increased, and they must be mated

with women of insatiable sexual appetites.

Through electronic control of the libido,

we shall produce females capable of promiscuous

and orgiastic encounters of infinite variety,

producing nearly continuous concupiscent delights.

These discoveries were conceived by the brain

of Dr. Puntagnello.

- [Voice From Machine] Dr. Humpp is on the verge

of a great breakthrough!

In his hands, sex will dominate the world!

Try to stop him and you will die.

(gurgling)

(dramatic music)

- You surprised me.

I didn't expect you in here.

- I looked in your room and you weren't there.

- Is Rachel okay?

- I'm sure she is, but there's danger.

Try to escape tonight; you'll be taking a chance staying.

- It's impossible.

There's no way I can get past those bastards.

- I'll help you get out of here, George,

but please, you must go, please.

- And Rachel?

- I don't care about her.

All I care about is you.

- She must get away from here, too, and the others,

the lesbians, and those in that continuous orgy,

the couple down on each other,

they all must get away from here tonight!

Wait a minute.

They permit you to go outside.

And so you can bring a message.

Bring it to this address and say that it's from me.

If I don't return here,

they'll use you in a terrible experiment.

You've got to escape that.

It would be sexual, but it would be torture.

- Experiment with the girl?

- You and Rachel will be trapped in there on that bed.

You'll make love to her constantly.

- Now don't worry about it.

Just deliver that note.

- If you get out, you'll stay with Rachel?

- Let's not think of that tonight.

There are a lot of people who need our assistance.

Will you go ahead?

(smooth jazz music)

- This is from Mr. Farran.

- Hello, inspector?

Inspector Benedict?

- [Benedict] Yes.

- [Barman] A girl just left you a note from Mr. Farran.

- Can you describe the girl?

- [Barman] Blonde, a real piece; she seemed nervous.

- [Benedict] What does the note say?

- Follow the route number five detour

in order to get to the estate.

And you mustn't delay a minute, it's urgent.

Whoever's holding him

and my stripper prisoner must be crazy!

She just left me the note and then started walking.

- Which direction did she go?

- Hell, how do I know?

Inspector! - I'll be there.

(siren wailing)

- [Man's Voice] I never saw anything!

- [Woman's Voice] It's horrible, he's dead!

(overlapping murmuring)

(rustling)

(gurgling)

- You're an idiot!

You shouldn't have sent the message.

You've endangered my work.

- I don't care what you do to me, but let him go.

- So you feel something for him?

Why?

Do you want him?

I've been betrayed.

Like Rachel, all you care about is making it with him.

(slapping)

Now you may as well look at her for the last time.

As punishment, I shall make her into another robot.

She'll be like the others.

She'll offer no resistance to me now.

She'll answer to my many desires.

- Bastard!

- Release him.

- What have you done?

- Put serum into her.

It'll take time, but she'll be like a robot.

- Tell me, is there an antidote?

- No, nothing at all.

I belong to him.

- Have pity on her.

You'll pay for the terrible things you're doing.

You're a murderer!

- So what?

- I hope you rot in hell.

Your libido experiments are criminal!

- Take him out.

(siren wailing)

- We haven't found it yet.

- Since Farran mentioned the detour, it's got to exist.

Send for more men and keep on searching.

- Yes, inspector. - Get going!

Move out, search to the south.

We'll head north.

(siren wailing)

(gurgling)

- George, I'm frightened!

- Don't be.

She substituted the drug.

- [Rachel] The nurse? What do you mean?

- Listen carefully: we only have to pretend

we had the aphrodisiac.

Let's start making love.

(prolonged moaning)

Put it up!

- Nobody can get out of here.

(dramatic music)

- I'll shoot unless you order him to hold it.

(gun firing)

(gun firing)

(dramatic music)

- [Rachel] George!

George!

(frightened groans)

Let go of me!

- Release her.

Release her, I said!

(grunting)

(somber music)

(pained groaning)

(siren wailing)

(dogs barking)

- The house is completely surrounded.

Give yourselves up!

(dogs barking)

Surrender or we'll open fire.

Start shooting!

(weapons firing)

- Inspector Benedict!

Hold your fire!

Inspector Benedict!

Stop firing!

- Hold your fire, hold your fire!

- The doctor controls their minds; they're like robots!

And your liable to hit some of the prisoners.

- Where are they?

- Most of them are up there. - Let's go!

- Officer, come with me.

Hold it, he's got the girl and plans to rape her.

Be careful; she mustn't get hurt.

(somber music)

(ominous music)

(weapons firing)

(somber music)

(splashing)

(gurgling)

- All the prisoners are safe now.

- And the mad doctor?

He's responsible for all this.

He's gotta be in his laboratory; come on!

(banging)

I warned you that you couldn't get away with this.

- You can't stop me. You're too late!

I'm going to continue my experiments.

The strength of human body fluids, taken during coitus,

they help me go on.

- [Voice From Machine] I've kept Dr. Humpp alive

through my discovery that eternal life

is to be found in the potent forces used

in the sexual acts that create life.

- You heard that?

I was his first victim in Italy, years ago!

And I'll go on living.

(pained groaning)

(dramatic music)

(grunting)

(pained groaning)

(dramatic music)

- [Voice From Machine] What have you done, you idiots!

Dr. Humpp was my bodily instrument for finding eternal life

for all of mankind, just as I was preserving his life

by the use of blunt forces of sex,

he was preserving my life!

We were vital to each other, idiots!

(exploding) (pained groaning)

Through all the powerful forces of sex, we discovered

the secret of preserving life for everyone on Earth!

Now, you have destroyed the dream of mankind.

Forever you will be mortal!

(ominous music)