All language subtitles for 1971 - La Venganza del Doctor Mabuse (75min ger)

DR. M STRIKES

Go ahead!
What are you waiting for?

No! No!

Andros!

Andros!

John, come over here!

The girl from across the
street is being kidnapped!

John! We've got to do something!

Nonsense. You read
too many crime novels.

This man's name
is Cranko, Dr. Cranko.

A criminal organisation
has commissioned him

to obtain secret documents
kept at the McDowell Institute

for laser technology.

Said documents contain plans for the
construction of a new super weapon

that sends deadly laser rays
to Earth via satellite and

is capable of destroying
vast areas of land.

We got hold of a female
assistant from the institute.

I'm certain that she can show
us the way to the documents.

We just have to treat her properly -
and that's going to be your task!

I've brought something
new along from Europe.

If we inject her this
hypnotic drug, she'll tell you

absolutely everything she knows,
you have my word for it.

Very well, Hermann!

They should arrive here any moment.

- Have another look at
the controls. - Right away.

Now, tell me precisely what you did!

You were informed about
the crime three hours ago.

First I went to the flat
and had a look around.

I was hoping to find some
traces but no such luck.

Are you saying you haven't
even interrogated the girl

who informed us about the crime yet?

I decided that the investigation of
the crime scene was more urgent.

That girl and her testimony
aren't going anywhere!

Besides, she's already made
a statement over the telephone.

I can't do much more to
investigating this business.

Ask the girl to come to your office
and interrogate her. Got it?

Don't play the great detective, you're
still half-baked, my boy! Back to work!

Why not sack me right now
if I'm not good enough?

Then you can deal
with this mess yourself!

I'll think it over.

Christ!

No, I'm sorry... Ah, there he is, hold on!

A call for you. It's your fianc�e.
You want to talk to her? Here!

No.
- Fair enough.

- After all, I'm on duty.
- As you wish. None of my business.

- It's your fianc�e, not mine.
- Dammit, don't talk such rubbish.

- Yes, who's speaking?
- Paganini.

Jennifer Paganini.
We spoke this morning

about that dreadful abduction.
I tell you sheriff, I'm all mixed up!

The whole thing has upset me terribly...
Well, I was wondering whether I should

pay you a visit today? Don't I
have to testify or whatever it is?

- When can you get here?
- This afternoon.

- No sooner? - No, I'm frightfully
sorry but I have to see my doctor first.

Oh! Excuse me, my kettle is whistling!

How can anyone solve a case
under these circumstances?

The drug's effect should
show in a moment or two.

She's been unconscious
for two hours, Herrmann!

I warn you - if you've given
her too much...

I assure you I didn't.
She'll become conscious any moment now.

Good. Then switch it on.

Can you hear me?

She's awake but it'll take a moment
before she's fully conscious.

That bloody stuff seems to have
had quite an effect.

Can you hear me?

Do you understand?

Herrmann, if you've made a mistake...

If she doesn't become
conscious, it's over!

Now, Doctor!

You will answer my questions.

The institute. There are plans...

The blueprints for the new weapon...

You know where they're kept,
don't you? - Plans! They will be...

Yes, go on! They will be...?

...moved. - When and where?

Tomorrow morning at 6 o'clock...

- From the institute, right?
- Tomorrow morning at 6...

- How many guards?
- Two...

How is the car secured?
Answer. Answer!

It's useless.
She won't say anymore now.

- Everything's fine.
- Okay.

We're nearly there.

They pumped out the gas already.

- What strange kind of mist is that?
- No idea. Just a moment.

It's going to take them a few
hours to notice the switch.

That may be. But won't
the driver report the layover?

He will, but not in time.
And we're not easy to find here.

- I've never experienced anything
like that. - What happened?

Damned if I know!
Come on, let's get going.

Firstly, we'll cross
the border into Mexico.

Once we're there,
we'll receive further instructions.

I suppose they'll send somebody

to pick up the plans and pass
them on to the headquarters.

But...

there's something which could
bring us serious trouble.

I hope I'm wrong, but the
plans might be encrypted.

In that case, we'll
have to find the code first.

And that could mean all of our
work here has been in vain.

And in two days time, this place
will be crawling with CIA agents.

If the plans need to be decrypted, it'd be
better to cancel the whole enterprise.

Are you mad?

We'd pay for that with our heads.

We proceed as planned!

I'm sure the code will be kept
somewhere at the institute.

Aren't you a master of blackmail?
Think of something.

Start looking for a suitable victim now.

I believe there's a certain
scientist called Orloff...

One of the leading men in the field.

- It worked even better I'd expected.
- Good.

That witness is waiting outside, boss!

- What are you waiting for? Ask her in!
- A marvelous chick. A stripper!

I bet that butt of hers will blow you off,
boss! Be nice to her. Ya never know!

- Shut up and get her in here, Melou!
- Wilco. I'm gone!

- Here we are! Come in, Madam!
- Good afternoon!

- Gosh, it's hot in here!
- Please take a seat.

What's your name?

Now listen, Sheriff! I've already
told you all that on the phone.

- I mean, it was you I spoke to, right?
- Just tell me again!

Jennifer Paganini. Actually,
that's not my birth name

but the surname of my husband.
Or rather, the man I live with.

You see, we thought: What do we
need that official contract for?

You can live together anyway
and perhaps be even happier that way.

His surname's Paganini,
although he isn't a pianist!

- Sorry to spoil your enthusiasm but
Paganini wasn't a pianist. - Yeah!

Well, whatever. He's fiddling about
other things though and believe me:

He's masterful at it. Just brilliant!

Would you tell me your real surname?

Well, believe it or not,
my birth name is Herring.

What can I do? I inherited
it from my father, alas!

Though everybody says he wasn't really
my father at all. All that gossip!

- So your full name is Jennifer Herring?
- If you insist, yes.

- Profession?
- Artist! Isn't that obvious?

What kind of artist?

Well alright, I'm part of a cabaret... Oh,
why don't you come and visit me sometime?

What do you do there?

A little bit of everything, really.
All quite decent, of course.

Stripping can be an art in its own right!
And the more I show, the more earn!

Sounds like you're making
quite a living out of it!

- Quite so, Sheriff!
- Glad to hear that.

- Which cabaret are you performing at?
- Well, in 2 days I'll start at a new place,

a posh one, everything's
furnished exclusively!

- And what's it called?
- 'The Red Garter'!

Now, where were you
during the night in question?

- Which night?
- When you made your observation.

Ah, that night!
I was at home.

- Were you sleeping?
- Sort of.

I was with John and you know,
when I'm with John, it's like a volcano!

I had just put on a
rather delicious nightie...

Spare me your bedroom affairs, will you?

Am I making you nervous, sheriff?

Not the way you think. Now, would
you please just answer my questions?

- But Sheriff! It sounds like
you're cross with me! - I am.

- So you saw the kidnapper?
- Yes.

- On the street?
- Yes.

- You were in the house?
- Yes.

- And you were looking out of the window?
- Of course, but only after I heard screams.

It was horrifying! I heard the
screams and jumped out of bed

to see what was going on. What I saw
was inconceivable - a hideous monster!

And it carried an unconscious
girl in its arms!

I see. The gentlemen from the police
aren't made of stone after all. Nice!

- Very well. What happened next?
- Let me see...

It was very dark, I couldn't
make out much, you know?

- Is that all?
- Well, if you ask me like that...

I told John but he misunderstood me...

Well, he was quite exhausted, but I
managed to rouse him one more time.

Do you remember what time it was?

Let me see... We went to bed at 10.
Then we had a longer match because John

had been away and
starved for two weeks.

After that,
it was about... 15... or maybe...

Possibly... Considering how long he'd
been away... Anyway, it was 1.24 a.m..

Good evening, Sir.

I'd like to hear what you've
accomplished so far.

- Have you interrogated that girl?
- Yes.

- So? No new leads?
- Precisely.

Oh c'mon, you won't despair, will you?
Maybe you're just a slow starter who will

soon grab the headlines.

The first case you solve
could make you famous!

- Are you making fun of me, Mr. Crosby?
- You'll solve the case!

But certainly not alone.

You know we don't have
a large police force here.

You're wasting the chance of a lifetime!

Bromer, please be reasonable.
What do you know about the case?

- Just as much as you do!
- A girl disappears without trace!

- That's not unusual.
- I gather she had some private troubles.

- That's no reason to kidnap someone.
- There was a fight in her flat.

Is that so? Women often
appreciate getting kidnapped.

Judging from the traces and the evidence,
it must've been a superhuman creature!

Well, I'm not sure if Frankenstein
is around at the moment.

- And the doors were locked from
inside! - So were the windows.

Dammit, you're not listening. Apparently,
you're not taking this case seriously.

But Sir, please!
The only thing I can do is

question the dancer one more time.
- Now that's better!

- You'll see, she knows more
than she's letting on. - Alright,

I'll squeeze her like a lemon.

Very good my boy, do that.
But don't be too rough!

Let's clear out. We can't decrypt
the blueprints without the code

and we don't have time to get
it now. - Impossible, Leslie!

We can't just leave. We need the
code within two days, at all costs!

Or the organisation will mercilessly
have our heads served for supper!

We'll manage, Leslie.

We'll make it.

There's only one small step separating us
from success - from one million dollars!

You bloody cowards!

Be reasonable, Doctor.
We've got no chance.

Just admit it, I beg you!

We kidnapped and killed a girl.

In the States, they'd give us
the chair for this!

It won't be long before we have
the CIA breathing down our necks.

If everything had gone as planned,
we would've left already, but now...

- I won't listen to this any longer!
- Yes, sure!

You want to kill us all!
You've gone mad, doctor.

Why should we risk our heads here?
Doing other people's dirty work?

I won't risk getting bumped off.
Not even for two million dollars!

We'll get bumped off either way!
Our only chance is to get that code!

Do you really believe we
can quit just like that?

They'd find us anywhere.

- Alright. How much time have we left?
- Only two days.

That's the most we've got.

If we get caught by the CIA,
it's over. But they'll never get us!

Now let's think this through.

I see one possibility.

We need to get it out of
one of the scientists.

Nobody gets in our way. Anyone who
tries to stop us must die.

You'll kill everyone, understood?

But we shouldn't kill that stripper
dancer who testified to the sheriff.

We might need her.

Bring the girl here.

But be a little more cautious
this time, understood?

We'll make her part of our plan.

She has the looks to make a man talk.

So, Leslie and Andros will grab the girl

and you'll install bugs in
Dr. Orloff's house, Herrmann.

That won't be difficult...

but I'd suggest you call him
beforehand to check if he's home.

If he is, lure him away.

By the way: We don't need
the sheriff's chief anymore.

Shouldn't we get rid of him? - Alright,
see to that after you've been to Orloff's.

It's kind of a shame about that man.

He'd do a good deal
more for money, doctor.

- No, we don't need him anymore.
- As you wish.

But he could control the
sheriff for us a little longer.

He knows too much about us
and that's why you'll kill him!

Alright.

I'll arrange for him to get bitten by
a rattlesnake. Things like that happen.

- Excellent.
- You can trust me.

As far as I know, snakes feel rather
comfortable under warm bed sheets.

- What's the matter with you?
- I'm worried, that's all.

If you keep putting your worries first,
I'll have to find myself another man!

Great! You can start looking right away,
there are lots around here.

- Your own fault! Why did you fall for a cop?
- Because this cop is a terribly nice cop.

- God, I'm sick of all this!
- Darling, nobody can blame you.

You're doing your best.

- Don't be angry, please!
- If they don't send me some people soon,

I can have myself buried! But
Crosby won't do anything about it.

That old oaf! But he's your superior,
it's up to him to decide.

- So you can stop worrying about it!
- I've almost stopped now!

- Oh darling, just imagine: in three
months, we'll be married. - Oh yeah?

If I screw up this case, you'll
have an unemployed husband.

- Maybe I saved some cash.
- I certainly hope so.

Here, put this in your office.
Perhaps it'll brighten your mood!

See you later!

- Put this flower into a vase, Melou.
- Are we opening a florist's now?

If things keep going this way,
that wouldn't be such a bad idea.

What's the matter with you anyway?
Always sitting around with a sour face.

- You should get married sometime.
- I'd quite like that but I'm afraid

my wife won't let me.

- You're about to get matched, right?
- Probably. In three or four months.

If I were you, I'd really give
it a bit more thought, boss!

By the way, Crosby wants to
talk to you. He said that

if you're not in his office within two
minutes, he'll make mincemeat out of you.

- What does the old fool want of me?
- You'd better go in and ask him yourself.

Nice!

What are you doing here, Andros?

Don't stare at me like that!

Didn't I order you
to stay in the house?

You'll learn to obey me!
You know what's expected of you!

Go on back to the house!
Now!

Now! Move!

Andros!

My... If I'd gotten my hands on
that chick in my heyday

She would've been due,
I can tell you that.

One can't even sit quietly here.

There you are.

- Can I get you like a drink?
- A peppermint cocktail.

Why do you want that?
Order a proper bottle of sparkling wine,

you'll get more from it than caries!
- Alright, why not?

Oh by the way, I'd like to speak
to Miss Jenny after the show.

Now will I get another sip or
won't I, you waste of space?

I don't like this.

- You wanted to talk to me?
- Please sit down for a moment.

Well, I don't usually
do that, you know?

I liked your show. You know
what the people want to see.

- You think so? Thank you very much.
- Yes. Enchanting.

- I always ask my husband for
advice, you know? - You do?

I'd like to meet him sometime.

That can be arranged. But don't you
want to tell me why you've come here?

- Yes. I'm a manager.
- You don't look like someone

who cashes ten percent from poor
artists. No, I don't believe it!

I could do quite a lot for you,
if you'd like me to.

- For ten percent.
- You think I'd waste money like that?

If you let me help you, you'll earn
so much that 10 % will seem ridiculous.

- Do you want to put me under contract
permanently? - But of course!

I'll give you a contract which guarantees
you a salary of a 100 Dollars per night!

- Well, that would be fantastic!
- You just need to sign.

You'd have just lost a lot of money.

Think how much such a wife costs.
Jewelry, furs and all that.

No, you have to send her on
the streets. That's the way, boss.

You? A pimp?

You wouldn't even win a flowerpot.

Goodbye.

- Look! Our girl is just getting taken.
- Doesn't look very suspicious.

Maybe she's doing it
with a woman for a change.

Hey! Pay attention!

Come on, speed up, man!

Come on! - What can I do, boss?
It's an antique vehicle!

What kind of answer is that?

You want to be deputy without
even owning a proper car?

I'd like to know how you're spending the
piles of money you have lying around.

Did you say piles of money?
I hope God's listening.

I think I've had a few too many.

Do we have far to go?

No, we're almost there! You can
sleep at my place if you want.

Oh yes, I'll do that. Thanks!

Of course. Don't mention it.

It's strange... My head is making
these noises: Bum-bum-bum...

You're a nice girl, I really like you.

I like that. I'm sure it's going
to be fantastic working with you!

If I just imagine: a 100 dollars...

- Faster! Faster!
- Take it easy, boss.

You don't want us to fly out
of that bend, do you?

Great!

I'll fix it right away.
I've got two tomato tins here.

- Tomatoes?
- No, they're filled with water.

Fuck! Don't worry boss,
it'll only take a moment.

Let's go for a drink!

Hello? Where are you?
Hello?

Where have you gone?

Where are you hiding?

Where are you?

Where are you?

Look! Over there!

The gun, Andros.

Do it!

Let go of me, boss!

- Well, what do you think of the
old swing? - She's just fabulous.

I wish I knew where they're going.

- Hello, uncle!
- Ah, Wanda!

- Why are you wearing winter clothes?
- Somehow I'm always cold.

You haven't been home much lately!
Is something wrong at the institute?

I shouldn't talk about it.
But I'll give you a hint.

One of our transport cars was attacked
and something very important was stolen.

Strange. You've got such an
incredible number of security staff.

Yes, that may be.

But it seems as if we are
dealing with professionals.

But the police?
Aren't they investigating?

If you knew. Right now, the FBI and CIA
are fighting over the responsibility.

Fortunately, the gangsters failed
to steal the most essential item.

Is it secret material?
Do you think it's the work of spies?

I mean, no-one else could
use your work, right?

No, of course not. But spies
may have the necessary means.

We are ready, doctor.
Everything's prepared.

Tonight, Orloff is going to meet
an FBI man and a fellow scientist.

We'll record their conversation.
The girl may come in later.

Possibly, we'll hear tonight where
the code is kept and how to get it.

Orloff won't talk about it -
he's not that incautious!

We'll see.

Good evening, Professor Orloff.
My name is Marks, FBI. - My pleasure.

- Have a seat, Mr. Marks.
- Thanks.

Well now, Professor. To start with, we should
try to get an overview of the whole issue.

Documents were stolen. So we need to
determine who might be interested in them.

Well, basically it could be any country
antagonistic towards the US.

Certainly, but you should've protected
yourself from such eventualities!

The blueprints are encrypted and

they haven't got the code.

So that means they can't use
the blueprints without the code?

Probably not. But today, it's possible to

have a computer calculate
the system's options,

though that's unlikely
in the case of our system.

What would happen if they do crack it?

- Would they be able to build the weapon?
- Naturally, yes.

The blueprints match the
latest stage of development.

They contain all the details.

If an antagonistic power managed
to decrypt these plans,

it would be catastrophic.

So protecting the code isn't enough?

Of course not, we must
get the material back.

They've probably already sent it out
of the States.

We won't get anywhere like
this, gentlemen!

We need to focus on searching for
possible sources of threat.

Most likely a group of people who are
backed by a large organisation.

Let's focus on that group first
because I believe they won't stop.

We'll have to wait till they try
and snatch the code,

then we might be able to catch them.

It wouldn't make sense for
them not to try.

You can't exercise pressure if
you don't know the leverage.

I'm afraid that waiting is all we
can do to get the plans back.

I hope you're aware of
the risk we're taking?

- Tomorrow I'll take the code from my
safe and hide it somew... - That's enough!

- Kill Orloff and bring his niece here!
- Okay, doctor.

Who are you? What do you want?

Good evening, Orloff.
We just came to bid you farewell.

Uncle?

Uncle?

Are you alright, uncle?

- Why am I getting disturbed all the time?
- Professor Orloff's niece.

I see. Very good.

You can never know.

We'll keep her as security...

until we've finished the mission.

Give her an injection, Herrmann.

Andros, take her upstairs.

Didn't you hear?

We're having no luck, old boy.

I don't think we'll get a single fish
out of this sink water. Do you, Carlos?

Yeah, old boy. We've seen
better days, haven't we?

Hey, look what we've got here, Carlos.
Can you believe it?

Have you ever seen something like this?

You couldn't possible mistake this
for a fish! It's strange...

I'd really like to know what
cutie used to wear these.

I wonder how you can
lose something like this?

And in that cold, too...

Judging from their condition, I dare
say these haven't been in the water

for more than 3 or 4 days, Carlos!
What do you make of that?

Well, if I was like Sherlock Holmes
I'd say that the girl either drowned

or, perhaps, she was even murdered.

Hey! Look at that, Carlos!
Careful, don't eat it right away.

You old thief!

It's been so long since
we had a proper supper!

She's coming round.

I used a smaller dose this time.

What do you want? What?

Something's wrong with her!

- You mean because she's so lucid?
- Yes.

I gave her an additional serum
that'll loosen her tongue even more.

Listen carefully.

- Your only hope is to obey us.
- Be brief, doctor. It doesn't last long.

Then why didn't you fucking give her
enough stuff to last several hours?!

I don't understand you.

- One more injection doesn't matter.
- Too strong a dose could be hazardous.

Well, alright, Hermann.

Jenny. You'll now do everything
I tell you to. Everything!

Meet Parkinson at Palace Hotel and get
everything about Orloff's project from him.

And find out how far the CIA has
progressed with their investigation.

I'll be there as well
to keep an eye on you.

- Parkinson?
- Yes.

And remember - you'll pay for the
slightest mistake with your life.

- So, your name's Paganini, right?
- Yes.

You know, at first I wasn't worried
because she often joins a customer

for a drink after the show.

But up to now, she's always
come home afterwards.

I mean, she's not a tramp -
it's really all quite decent, chief.

Quiet.

She didn't even call.

There ought to be a way
to find out where she is.

Where were you at that time?

Well, I was waiting
here for Jenny all night.

This afternoon, I drove to the club
to see if she was at rehearsal.

Jenny's very serious
about her job, you know?

She's never once been late.

She was supposed to be at
the club at 5 and now it's 9.

To be honest, I fear she might've
been kidnapped like that other girl.

Don't get dramatic. Maybe she stayed
with a customer a little longer,

overstrained herself, got tired
and is now taking a little nap.

Very funny.

No, she'd never do something like that.

Those swine kidnapped her,
I'm absolutely sure of it.

And you're sitting about doing nothing.

Melou, drive to the club
with Mr. Paganini right away.

Try and find out something
about the girl, okay?

Alright. Let's go, son.

They could've at least informed me that
the CIA put me under personal guard.

Yes, they could have.

You understand that I'm not very happy
to have you around all the time now.

On the other hand, I'm aware
that it cannot be avoided.

The death of your colleague Orloff
proves that the gang

will stop at nothing.

It was Orloff's own idea to lure them with
the code, hoping they'd make a mistake.

In any case, please don't do anything

without informing me first,
Professor Parkinson.

As you wish. But
I don't think they'll try me.

They'll know that I'm well guarded.

Don't underestimate these people. They've
got methods you wouldn't even dream of.

I don't underestimate them.

I'm well aware of the danger and
I will act accordingly, trust me.

I'll just go and make a call.
Please don't leave the hotel.

Professor Parkinson?

Excuse me - do I know you?

- I know you, Professor.
- My pleasure.

- May I sit down?
- Yes, please.

I suppose you approached me
for a reason, didn't you?

Pretend that we're talking
about something banal.

I don't understand.
What do you want from me?

I believe I know.
It's the Orloff project.

Yes, Professor.

- What's your part, what do you want?
- To warn you.

Parkinson speaking. Please give
me Washington LE 27-43, quick!

This is Professor Parkinson
from the McDowell Institute.

Just a moment ago, a woman who's
apparently a member of the gang...

Beat it!

Yes, my dear. You spend
half your life waiting.

Boss, there's some old guy
with a strange dog.

- Who are you waiting for?
- The boss.

- Which boss?
- But aren't you the boss?

- I'm not the boss but the sheriff. Clear?
- Good.

Are you investigating the case of
the girl that disappeared?

- Yes. Why? - Because I've got
something to report which might help.

- Can Carlos stay here?
- Of course.

- Could I maybe have one...?
- Sure.

Hey, Melou!
Make a record of his statement.

You want me to make a record of
that geezer's chatter, boss?

- You can't be serious, boss!
- You'll do as I say, understood?

I won't tolerate this much longer, Melou!

You're just sitting on your
fat ass without doing anything.

- As you wish, boss.
- Let's leave that lighter here.

Oh, pardon me.

- Your name?
- Sultan.

I want to hear your name,
not the dog's!

But that is my name.
The dog's name is Carlos.

It's quite simple.
It's like this:

His name used to be Sultan
and mine Carlos.

But we thought that was too
ordinary and so we swapped.

And you know what's funny? Ever since
we did that, he's much more obedient!

And when he's done something naughty,
I threaten to call him Sultan again.

You wouldn't believe how
he runs when I do that!

Your surname?

Haven't got one.

Write: "Nameless".

- I don't care what you write!
- Your profession, Mr. Sultan?

- Well, night-owl!
- What's that supposed to mean?

A bit like a night watchman.

I look after a gas factory by night,

and I see that everything remains tidy
and nothing gets stolen, you know?

- You make sure nothing gets stolen?
- Judging from his looks...

Now listen - there's no need to
insult me just for a few drags!

If you put an open tin before me,

almost forcing it onto me,
you mustn't be surprised.

- You didn't say "just one".
- Alright, alright. Let's move on.

Actually I don't want to work
at the factory anymore, you know?

They pay you shit and I need my
freedom. I want to see the world

Nobody's objecting to that...

But tell us now what you
know about the case.

Alright. I read about
the girl in the newspaper,

not that I could afford to buy one.

I took it from the rubbish.
Well, it was like this:

Yesterday night...

I happened to be near the old lighthouse.
- Would you please get to the point?

I would if you didn't interrupt me
all the time. I was about to tell you.

Once again: It was dark and
I was dozing there a little.

Suddenly, I heard an engine's noise.
Carlos also must've smelt something.

A real beagle.

I'm not a coward, take my word
for it! So I went up there and saw

two guys taking a girl out of a car.

She was unconscious and didn't make
a sound. It seemed a little fishy to me

Then I remembered the day before
when I caught a trout. It was delicious!

How is the trout related to the case?

The trout isn't. But this is.

- What's that?
- If you want it, I'd like a reward.

What kind of reward?

The rest of the cigarettes in that tin.

That's not much.

Alright. It's a deal.

What's that?

I'm no Casanova but even I can
see that those are woman's panties.

Pretty, aren't they?
Quite new, too.

I fished them out of the river.

- I've no idea what to make of them.
- I can't believe this.

I kept it specially - as evidence.
I wanted to be of help to you.

Stop. My lighter.

- My cigarettes.
- My lighter first.

Alright, there you are. I wouldn't like
to keep something from YOU!

In that case, why not put
the cigarettes back?

That's entirely different.

Do you want me to type this nonsense up
or shall just I throw it away?

- Type it up.
- Well, whatever...

We've got approximately
half an hour for the operation.

When the watchmen check
the other side of the institute.

Okay, boss. But I'm afraid
we'll have to knock off the porter.

We can only hope that nobody will
come into the hall at that moment.

During and after the operation,
there must be complete radio silence.

- Is that clear?
- Clear. - Good. Over!

You take care of the old guy, Riccardo!

- Meanwhile, we'll go upstairs
and prepare everything. - Okay.

Henry?

I don't understand...

The cable.

Andros?

How could this have happened?

You were careless.

You'll pay for it.

Go downstairs now.

Please.

- Help me. - I'll try.
Why are we being held here?

Get the police...

Please...

You will obey me. Take the
girl downstairs. Do you hear me?

Take her downstairs!

Andros!

You know the horrible
things I can do to you.

Obey, Andros. Obey.

What are you waiting for?

Downstairs with her!

Leslie...
We have to kill him.

- Our men won't be fast enough to...
- Don't worry. With a helicopter...

In any case, we should notify the
local police. They're closer to it.

- But the sheriff is completely helpless.
- We've got no choice, what can we do?

All we can do is wait. I've prepared
a report for the ministry of defense.

They'll give us hell and
we can forget about promotion.

We'll see. If we do catch
the gang, it'll all look quite different.

You're an optimist.

What can go wrong?

We've sent out 20 men,
that ought to be enough.

Hello, Richards speaking.

Yes, sir.
Yes, naturally.

Of course we did.

Okay, I'll come right over.

- The big boss wants to see me.
- Well, enjoy yourself!

- Keep me informed, will you?
- Okay.

Stay where you are, Andros!
Stand still!

Andros! No!

Help me...
Help me...

Jenny!

Jenny Darling!

Wonderful.
It's enough to make me cry.

Shoot, dammit!

Wanda! Wanda!
Are you alright?

Oh Johnny, it was awful!

Subtitled by AnDeRsSoN
Cinemageddon - October 2010