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"In the name of Imperial China,

your presence is commanded here...

to witness an execution. "

Let the prisoner be brought forward.

"The prisoner before us,

"you have been tried and condemned
of crimes almost without number.

"If it had not been for the
tireless efforts of the foreigner

"who is with us today,

"you might still have
escaped our vigilance.

"Your efforts to build
an empire of crime

"today brought you to
the end you so richly deserve.

"Let all who envy
your thirst for power

"take note of your fate. "

Executioner...

...in the name of Imperial China,

death to Fu Manchu.

A rest, they said,
a desk job in London,

with all the privileges of an
Assistant Comissioner
at Scotland Yard

I'd rather be back in Burma, Petrie!

Oh, it's just this weather
getting you down. This damned fog.

It's not being able to get out
and get to grips with things.

There's something
going on, Petrie. Something big.

The signs of it are all over Europe.

- You mean this crime wave?
- No, it's more than that.

It's all so centralized, so organized.

There's one big mastermind
that seems to be controlling
the whole thing.

Thank you, Lotus.

- Water with it?
- No, thanks.

Haven't you noticed
a sudden increase in drug crime...

...the number of Orientals
involved in gang killings?

Not the "Yellow Peril" again!
You are overtired.

It's all very well for you
pathologists. A corpse is a corpse
and that's the end of it. Cheers.

To the happy return of
the days of hunting Fu Manchu.

Why did you say that?

- What?
- What made you mention Fu Manchu?

I don't know.

But you haven't
mentioned him for months.

What is all this?

I had a very vivid
dream last night, Petrie.

I dreamt that Fu Manchu
was still alive.

And you're taking that seriously?

Well...

...I've been uneasy all day.

But you've told me a dozen times,
you saw him executed!

Yes.

Yes, I know.

A real pea-souper.

In half an hour you won't
be able to see your hand
in front of your face.

Not a night to be out on a beat.

Good evening officer.
Is this St. Lukes, Lime House?

Yes. What do you want here
at this time of night?

This is it, Professor.

Excuse me sir, but perhaps you
don't know that St. Luke's has been
deserted for years. It's all locked up.

We have no business
at the church, Officer.

Sorry, sir. Only trying to be helpful.

- Thank you, Officer. Good night.
- Good night, sir.

- Hurry up and park the car, Mathius.
- Yes, Herr Professor.

You're late. The note said
11 o'clock, precisely.

I think you were wrong
to come here, Professor.

Why choose such a place for
a meeting and on such a night?

Anyway, we can't get in.

You are wrong.

We're expected.

- I don't think we should
go any further.
- Then, wait here.

Professor Muller?

Yes?

You were instructed to come alone.

But he's my driver, my servant.

Alone.

- Where did you get this?
- From the neck of a dead man.

- You mean it was used
by a strangler?
- Apparently.

As it has an eastern design,
I thought it might interest you.

Tibetan - a prayer scarf.

Did you examine
the weight in this corner?

No. I supposed it was a stone.

I have a feeling we shall find
a small copper medal of
the goddess Khali.

How did you know?

- Can I see the body, Petrie?
- Yes, of course. It's down
at the morgue.

Hats and coats please, Lotus.

Petrie, remember I told you
about my dream last night?

About Fu Manchu?

Yes. Fu Manchu studied
in Tibet. He had great power
and influence there.

He learned all their secrets
of the mind, and also certain
other customs.

He uses his most trusted servants,
a gang of Burmese Dacoits.

And taught them to strangle
their victims with these
prayer scarves from Tibet.

To them, the act of murder
is blessed by the godess Khali.

Every ritual murder
is a passport to heaven.

Here we are.
This is the one, Doctor.

(knock)
Oh, excuse me.

- That's strange.
- The marks have disappeared,
haven't they?

Why, yes.

There was a mark from the scarf
around the neck when I examined
him in the courtyard.

Now there isn't a trace.
But, that's impossible.

No Petrie, it's always like that.
Every piece of the puzzle fits.

Excuse me sir. This is Mr Jannsen.
He's come to identify the body.

Yes?

It's him.

What was his name?

Who are you?

Thank you.

Nayland Smith, Scotland Yard.
This is Dr Petrie.

His name is Mathius.

He was the son of my employer,
Professor Ernst Muller.

Muller. Is that the Muller
of Heidelberg?

- Do you know him?
- I've heard of him. He's
a biochemist, isn't he?

Yes. The foremost authority in Europe,
if not in the world.

I am his personal assistant.

- I'd like to talk to him.
- He is away.

- Where?
- I don't know.

- When will he be back?
- I don't know. I'm sorry.

- Perhaps his family
could tell us more.
- No!

There is only Maria, his daughter.

I'm sure she doesn't know.

I see.

Do you know what this man
was doing down at Lime House?

No. No, I don't.

I thought you wouldn't.

K...

M...

Masterson, Mason...

Muller.

This is it, Petrie.

1907, attached to the Government
Survey Department of India.

1910, accompanied
the Buller expedition to Tibet.

I knew there'd be a link.

- A link with Fu Manchu?
- Yes.

Believe me, Mathius was killed
by Fu Manchu's men.

What I want to know is, does this
mean Muller is working for Fu Manchu?

You keep talking as if
Fu Manchu is still alive.

- Yes.
- But you saw him beheaded!

I saw someone beheaded.

Lotus, I want you to send
this cable to Hong Kong.
Send it urgent rate.

Yes.

Petrie, have you
found that address yet?

Yes. Professor Muller,
27 Hillside, Hampstead.

Is that you, Carl?

Maria!

Carl...

Darling...

Are you alright?

What happened?

There was someone out there.

He had a knife.

He left that message.

I saw no one.

He must still be in the house.

No Carl.

The message...

...it must be very important.

"If you value your father's life,
say nothing of his disappearance. "

Carl, what is all this?
Where is Father?

I don't know, Maria.

The laboratory!

You stay here, Maria!

Somebody here?

Carl!

You!

Do you always greet
your visitors so roughly?

Who is he?

He was at the morgue.

He said he was from Scotland Yard.

Commissioner Nayland Smith,
at your service.

Carl...

- Perhaps he can help us to find Father.
- No! I don't trust him.

- But if he's a policeman...
- Why should he break in here,
if he's a policeman?

Very well, I'll tell you.

There's a man who
I thought was dead.

Now I believe he's still alive.

He's cruel, callous, brilliant.

And the most evil and dangerous
man in the world.

His men killed Mathius.

I wanted to know if
Professor Muller was working
for him. That's why I broke in.

- You thought my father was...
- Who is this person you're talking about?

His name is Fu Manchu.

- No...
- So you know the name.

- Yes.
- You?

But Maria... how?

Tell me Miss Muller, this is vital.

Two days ago I was looking out
over the garden. My father was there.

Suddenly a Chinaman stepped out
from the bushes. He gave my father
a letter and was gone.

But, you didn't tell me this.

- I couldn't tell. Father
made me promise.
- Go on, please.

Father wanted some supplies, he said.

The letter promised some if he
went secretly to St Luke's
in Lime House.

He was sworn not to tell anyone.

- And the letter was from Fu Manchu?
- Yes.

So... your father did know him.

Nobody had heard of him
before we were going to Tibet.

My father seemed to be
afraid of this name.

He said I was never to
mention it to anyone.

- Do you know what these supplies
are that the Professor needs?
- Yes, I...

I'm sorry, I can't tell you. That's
Professor Muller's life's work.

Mr Jannsen, his life may be worth
very little if Fu Manchu has got him.

You must tell him.

Please, Carl.

Very well.

In Tibet, there's a flower found
only in the the inaccessible
mountains of the north.

It's called "The Black Hill Poppy".

"The Seed Of Life"?

- Oh, you know it?
- I've heard of it. I was in
the East for many years.

There's a legend about it
among the Tibetan monks,
if I remember rightly.

Yes.

This liquid here is distilled from
the seeds of the Black Hill Poppy.

It is what the monks
refer to in the legend as
"The Secret of Universal Life".

But that's ridiculous.
There is no such thing.

What they really meant, Maria:

The true life... the life after this life.

Death, in fact?

Yes. Universal death.

Professor Muller and I have been
working on this for a long, long time.

And at last, we have made
a breakthrough.

We succeeded in stabilizing
a minute quantity of this liquid

and identifying it as a supreme example
of a catalyzer of unbelievable
strength and efficiency.

A single molecule of this would
be enough to coagulate
the albumin of any living thing.

In a matter of seconds, it will
on contact, enter the veins.

And a few drops of this
would be enough to ensure
the deaths of 10,000 people.

No, Carl.

Don't be frightened, Maria.

This particular example is
absolutely harmless. Look.

Then what in heaven's name
are you talking about?

Oh, that's very simple. Once above
freezing point, the properties are
destroyed and the liquid is harmless.

- And below freezing point?
- Below freezing point...

...a pint of this would be
enough to kill every person
and animal in London.

How did you obtain your
supplies of the Black Hill Poppy?

- Cheers.
- Skol.

Well, Professor Muller had
his own supply at first.

It was a secret present from
the High Lama when he was in Tibet.

But it lasted only a few years.

Then you had to get them
on the illegal drug market.

That's how Fu Manchu found out.

He'd wait for you to make
your breakthrough, and then
he'd force you to come to him.

- How did he do it?
Cut off the supply?
- Yes.

Yes, I suppose so.

The supplier said
he couldn't get anymore.

Who is he?

His name is Hanumon. He has
a warehouse down by the Thames.

I'll go and see him.

- I'll need you to introduce me.
- Of course.

I must warn you, that anyone
helping me to search for the Professor

will be risking his life.

- I'd still like to come.
- Of course.

Good afternoon. I would like
to see Mr Hanumon.

- What name should I give?
- Carl Jannsen, Professor
Muller's assistant.

Could you wait a minute, please?
I'll see if he's available.

I've seen her before somewhere.

Or else she's very like someone.

Mr Hanumon will see you now.

Good afternoon, Gentlemen!
Mr Jannsen, so good to see you!

And how is Professor Muller?

He's been missing since last night.
Do you know where he is?

Forgive me. I'm afraid
I don't know this gentleman.

I'm a friend of Professor Muller's.
Smith is the name.

Smith? I still don't recall you.

We're a large family,
branches everywhere.

Please, have a seat.

I believe that you too,
Mr Hanumon, have a business
of international ramifications.

Why yes, Mr Smith. We do have
quite an interesting little business.

Do you have any connections,
by any chance, with the Orient?

Why yes, of course.

With some very old,
established houses.

(phone rings)
Excuse me.

Yes?

Yes, I see.

Oh, no. That will be alright.

Leave it to me.

Sorry for that interruption.

What were we saying?

Oh, yes...

In the Orient!

Walk out quickly but smoothly,

and don't stop to answer
anything this girl says to you.

What was all that about?!

Remember when I said
I thought I knew that girl?

She must have recognized me, too.

That's why she phoned
Hanumon on the extention

and that's why he went for his gun.
- But who is she?

Lin Tang, daughter of Fu Manchu.

You'll pay for this, fool!
He recognized me.

He jumped me before
I could get to my gun.

- Who is he?
- Nayland Smith.

The man my father
hates most in all the world.

Father...

Nayland Smith to Control.

I want an immediate check
on Gustav Hanumon.

He owns a warehouse on Summit.

I want all you've got
on him and his employees.

And I want a constant watch,
day and night, on the warehouse.

Rise.

- Father, I bring you bad news.
- Speak.

We had a visitor a few minutes ago.
Herr Muller's assisant, and another.

Who was the other?

Nayland Smith.

Nayland Smith.

Now the Wheel of Fate has
turned full circle.

What progress has been made?

None, Master. He does nothing
but sit around all day.

Bring him in!

I have been patient.
I will be patient no longer!

The secret of the
Black Hill Poppy is yours.

It shall be mine!

You can threaten me as much
as you like. I'm not your slave,
like these others.

Lin Tang.

Father?

Professor Muller has
a daughter, I believe.

- Yes, Father.
- Her presence here may be of value.

Arrange it.

Yes, Father.

Hanumon!

It was careless of you
to allow Nayland Smith to
visit your office and escape.

If you value your own life,
you will see that
Jannsen is eliminated.

Goodnight.

Hello, Operator?

Hello?

Good evening, Miss Muller. I've
come to take you to your father.

No!

Help! Help!

Warm yourself around the fire.

- Any messages?
- There's a cable. It came
an hour ago.

From Hong Kong.

- Bad news?
- Yes.

You know that I was convinced
Fu Manchu was still alive.

The question then was,
whom did I see executed?

An old friend of mine in
Hong Kong has been doing
some research for me.

There was a famous
Chinese actor called Lee Toy.

He was the same height,
the same build, the same
age as Fu Manchu.

Seven days before Fu Manchu's "death",

Lee Toy disappeared.
He's never been seen since.

But surely you can't believe
that an actor, or any man

would willingly
take the place of another...

Not willingly. He had no choice.

He was hypnotized by a mind
far stronger than his own.

Believe me, Fu Manchu could do it.

So once again, the hunt is on.

(telephone)

Nayland Smith.

When?

And inside the house?

I see.

Thank You.

Ten minutes ago outside
Professor Muller's house
the guard who was on duty

was found strangled
with a silken scarf.

- And Maria?
- The house was empty.
She's disappeared.

I'm sorry. The guard
should have been stronger.

This means that
the Professor isn't cooperating.

Now that they've got his daughter,
they'll torture her to force his hand.

Mr Jannsen, have you any idea...

- Where is he?
- What?!

Petrie, phone The Yard!
That fool's in danger of his life!

Professor Muller.

- What is it? I'm not...
- Shhhh!

- Father!
- Maria!

Father!

Take them to him.

Your daughter has arrived
just in time to witness

a practical demonstration
of our powers of persuasion.

Are you so foolish as to believe
that you can oppose the will
of Fu Manchu?

A favor, Father.

I've never liked the girl.

Will you leave her to me...

...please?

No!

Stop!

Wait!

On reflection, I feel
a more conclusive lesson

would be advisable.

- But Father...
- No.

For our purposes, I would
prefer her body unmarked.

Untie her.

The door you see before you
leads to a small chamber.

Twenty feet above our heads
is the River Thames.

The first of these 2 levers
controls the flow of water

with which the chamber
can be flooded.

The second opens the chamber
to the Thames above.

The way to Paradise.

No! No!

Stop it! Stop it!

Another suicide.

Where one can go...

...another may follow.

- Father!
- Maria!

What?

What is it you want me to do?

Distill for me the liquid
from the Black Hill Poppy.

I have enough seeds here
for your purpose.

How long does the process take?

A week.

Seven days...

...is not long to wait.

Soon my plan will be ready and
the world shall hear from me again.

I must warn you, Fu Manchu.

For my daughter's sake
I'll distill the liquid.

But my research is
not yet complete.

Once exposed to heat,
the liquid is useless!

I'm not lying!
Would I risk Maria's life?!

In Tibet they had the secret.

How otherwise would they have
used it as an instrument of death?

They did not give the secret to us.

Only the High Lama may do that.
And he wouldn't see us.

But he saw the
Young Husband expedition.

He gave them the secret.

- You're lying.
- I am not lying.

Of course he gave it to
the Young Husband expedition.

Why do you think I'm
working here, in London?

I can do my work just as easily
in my own country.

But the Young Husband papers
are here, and I'm not allowed
to see them!

This man Gaskell! He's stupid!
He's jealous! He has the papers
and he says "No"!

Very interesting, Professor.

Vanity.

Jealousy.

They bring us much that we need.

The information that you want,
Professor, is in those papers?

Yes.

- Who has them?
- Gaskell! Professor Gaskell!

Where are they kept?

In the Museum of Oriental Study.
They are always locked in the vault.

Only Gaskell has access to them.

Working late, Professor Gaskell?

Oh yes, it's you Perkins.
I hadn't noticed.

- What's the time?
- About 7 o'clock, Professor.

You don't say? I was just
on my way tonight.

I thought it was getting
rather dark. Oh, dear, dear...

(telephone)

Yes?

The Young Husband papers?

The Museum of Oriental Studies?

Just a moment,
I'll make a note of it.

The Young Husband...

...papers.

The Museum...

...of Oriental Studies.

Yes.

Today. Yes.

Yes, he is.

Oh, no, no. There'll be no mistake.

I shall look to it at once.

Yes. The Museum of
Oriental Studies at 10 o'clock.

Alright.

Mr Jannsen, I see no
further reason for delay.

Constable. Tell Nayland Smith...
the Museum of Oriental Studies...

...guard the Museum of Oriental Studies!

I can assure you, sir, that
the place is now an
impregnable fortress.

No Chinaman, or for a matter of fact,
any other kind of man

could break into the Museum.
At least not when I'm the director.

I can only repeat that
Fu Manchu is no ordinary man.

That's why the police guard
has been doubled.

I've got men on every rooftop
overlooking the Museum

and constant patrols
outside the gate!

But inside is your responsibility!

That's only right and proper, too.

We don't want your flat-footed
coppers messing about
with our treasures, do we?

I'm only interested in one of your
treasures which lies in your vault:

The Young Husband papers.

It's about Gaskell, is it?
Things like that are
old Gaskell's charge.

Professor Gaskell.
Brilliant but eccentric.

One of our famous
authorities on Tibet.

In that case,
I should like to speak to him.

Well, that's not so easy. He often
disappears for weeks at a time.

Has Professor Gaskell come in yet?

He hasn't. Right, thank you
very much indeed.

No.

He's probably lost all sense of time.
He thinks it's Christmas.
I'm afraid you've drawn a blank.

- Where does he live?
- In some big barn of a house
on the edge of town.

No electric light. No telephone.
But my secretary will
give you the address.

Thank you. In the meantime,
I'd like to take a look at
your security precautions.

At your service.

Oh, by the way, what was
the name of that Chinese man
you were talking about?

Fu Manchu.

I've never heard of him.

We don't have much to go on.
We checked the Hanumon
warehouse, but nothing.

- And Maria?
- No sign of her.

Are you quite sure we're
on the right track about
the Young Husband papers?

- Yes. Quite sure.
- Once Professor Muller has access,
he'll be able to complete his research.

It must be where they are.

Well, we'll give him a hard time.

Unfortunately, this lunatic
Director won't allow our men inside.

Let's hope they didn't get
as far as that.

Thank you.

- Who is she?
- Old Lady Shipley.

Been coming here for years.

Passes, please.

Thank you.

Thank you.

Thank you.

What about them?

They're some big student conference,
on their way to the reading room.

Blimey, you do get a mixed bunch here.

Takes all sorts to make a world.

From all I can see, a fly couldn't
get in here, let alone Fu Manchu.

I wish I shared your confidence.

Surely, the guards are
experienced enough.

That's just the trouble.
They've all been here so long

they can't believe that a
determined gang of ruthless men

could possibly enter the museum.

- Oh, for a few Ghurkas.
- I see what you mean.

Look at that party over there.

They seem innocent enough.
But I wonder.

It's in the vaults below
the danger really lies.

Nevertheless, I'd like to check it.

Go ahead.
We'll take a look downstairs.

Hello, sir. What are you
doing here?

Robinson! I haven't seen you since
Delhi. How long have you been here?

Applied 5 years ago, sir.
Been in charge of the vault ever since.

- Then I know they're in good hands.
- Thank you, sir.

- This is Jannsen.
- Hello, sir.

Robinson, which safe contains
the Young Husband papers?

This one over here, sir.

- Who has access to it?
- Only the Director and Professor Gaskell.

What's the security like, Robinson?

The best there is, sir. Why, this vault
was built over 100 years ago.

Like a fortress, it is.

Yes well, the walls are thick enough.
One hundred years, you say.

But these arches appear to be older.

Yes. Early 18th century.

Originally, this was part of
the sewers of the city of London, sir.

They adjusted it
when they built the Museum.

That tunnel there led all the way
to the river before they blocked it off.

The Thames.

Carl, you notice how every
thread leads to the river?

I wonder.

- Robinson, let us out of this
cage for a moment, will you?
- Yes, sir.

This is the old tunnel, alright.

Have a look on the other side, Carl.

Look out!

Robinson!

I'll take him!

Guard, what's happening?!

Your impregnable fortress, Sir Charles.

What the devil are these
Chinese doing in here?

They came through the old sewer.

- You alright, Robinson?
- I think I'm alright, sir.

Now, I'd like to take a look at
those Young Husband papers.

Very well. You'll find them
perfectly safe, I can assure you.

- I hope you are right.
- So do I.

Tie him up.

They're gone.

Robinson! Here, quickly!

When did you last see
the Young Husband papers?

Not since yesterday morning, sir,
when Professor Gaskell came down
for them, just as he always done.

And last night?

Well... wait a bit, sir.

I got off duty at 7:30, and if the
Professor hadn't returned
them by then...

- Do you know if he was working late?
- I don't know. I'll find out.

The gate, please.

Gate?

This is the Director speaking.
What time did Professor Gaskell
leave the museum last night?

7 o'clock?

Was he carrying anything with him?

A large briefcase.

Right, thank you.

It would appear, Gentlemen, that
we are locking the stable door
after the horse has bolted.

Professor Gaskell has
the files himself.

He took the Young Husband
papers home with him last night.

Come along.

Wait a minute!

You can't leave the museum
littered with dead Chinese!

Oh, here you are.

Took me a hell of a time to prove it,
but those chaps really were
students, after all.

I'm so glad you think so Petrie.

Professor Gaskell's taken the
Young Husband papers
home with him.

Oh, that reminds me...

The Director said
you wanted Gaskell's address.

It's "The Moat House, Lone Marsh, Essex".

- The telephone's been cut off.
- I'll phone the Yard.

At least Fu Manchu
doesn't know where the papers are.

- Come on. Let's wait outside.
- Alright.

Hello?

What's this?

Believe it or not, Sir Charles is
phoning The Yard for me.

- What's this?
- The old lady must have
dropped her hearing aid.

It's a highly directional amplifier,

and you've just
given out Gaskell's address.

She just left.

She's in a hurry.

- Who was that woman in the wheelchair?
- Mrs Shipley, sir.

But the other fellow is strange.

Run!

Nayland Smith to Control.

This is an emergency.

A black and gray Lancaster

heading eastward from the
Museum of Oriental Studies.
It must be stopped!

We're gaining on him!

They're close behind us.

Everything is arranged.

Faster!

Fu Manchu has evaded us,

and is headed eastward
toward the docks area.

All cars to intercept. This is vital!

Father, there is
another car following us!

Turn by the coal depot.

Driver...

- ... head for Lone Marsh in Essex.
- Right, sir.

Turning off towards you now.

We've lost him!

Professor Gaskell.

Just a moment.

I beg your pardon?

Sit down.

Look at me.

Your will is subject now, to mine.

You will do only
what I command you to do.

Stand up.

You will strike your hand
against the wall...

...but you will feel no pain.

You will obey me now until death.

Until death.

Come.

Maria, listen!

I've done it - not in 7 days but in 4.

- Only 4 days!
- Father, please...!

My father will be very pleased
to receive the news.

Father.

Rise.

Two items of excellent news:

First, the Professor has succeeded.

Already?

- And the other news?
- A forecast.

Tomorrow morning the
Essex marshes

will be 7 degrees
below freezing point.

- is Hanumon ready?
- Yes, Father.

You bring the news
at an opportune moment.

Turn on the wireless.

Switch on the transmitter.

Transmitter on, please.

Transmitter on.

Coming in now.

This is the British
Broadcasting Company...

Eight o'clock, and here is the news:

Reports are still
coming in from India...

Go ahead, please.

Attention.

Attention.

This is Fu Manchu.

Stand by for an important message.

I repeat,

This is Fu Manchu.

In a few days time, I shall
speak again to this country

and through it,
to the entire world.

What I tell you to do then,
must be done immediately.

Anyone who disobeys will perish.

To show you this is
no idle threat,

I give you this warning:

Remember

Fleetwick

I repeat:

Remember Fleetwick.

That is all.

How did he do it?

Simple...

...another transmitter somewhere.

- But why? Is he mad?
- No Petrie.

Not in the way you mean.
You underrate him if
you think that.

- Fleetwick - do you know it?
- Yes. In Essex somewhere, isn't it?

What does it all mean?

It means that he's
nearly ready to make his move.

Fleetwick will be some sort of
demonstration of power.

- Can we stop him?
- We can try, Carl.

Nayland Smith.

Yes, Sir.

No, it was his voice alright, Sir.

Get all the assistance
you can to Fleetwick, Sir.

The Army?
Well, most certainly, Sir.

Goodnight, Sir.

That was the Home Secretary.
The Army's going to cordon off
the whole town.

Fancy anybody wanting to
live in a place like this.

It's so bloody cold!

The Chinaman can have this place
for my money.

- How long, do you reckon?
- How long what?

- Have we got to stay here,
of course?
- God knows!

I hope we don't have
a night like last night.

Must be bloody frozen up there.

Tea's not bad for a change.

You reckon that...

We interrupt this broadcast to
bring you grave and serious news.

Less than an hour ago

disaster struck the village
of Fleetwick in Essex.

It is confirmed that
the entire population,

together with Army units
guarding the village,

are dead.

Cause of the deaths is
at present a mystery.

Estimates place the total
death roll at nearly 3,000.

We will broadcast further details
as they come to hand.

I could kill him. With my own
bare hands, I could kill him.

To get this effect, the village
must have been sprayed from the air.

There was a plane
reported in the area at the time.

We're searching for it.

You can stand there and
discuss how it was done...

...with all this?!

We still have
our job to do, Petrie.

- A house has been cleared
in here, Sir, if you wish to use it.
- Thank You.

Right in the middle of breakfast.

Turn that tap off, Carl.

Sir...

No answer.

A plane was seen
coming in to land near Gravesend.

They're searching all the fields.

- Wasn't that where the plane
that bombed here was spotted?
- No, that was further up the river.

The river.

The Thames.

Remember back at the museum,
I said time and again

that the river Thames was
linked with Fu Manchu?

- Yes
- First, Lime House, where
Mathius was murdered.

Hanumon's warehouse is up the river.

And the Chinese girl's body
was found in the river, too!

The steward at the museum,
and now these 2 reports
about the airplane.

Everytime, the same link:
The River Thames.

Officer.

Go and ask the Army if they can
lend us a map of London, will you?

Attention. Attention.

This is Fu Manchu.

This is Fu Manchu.

Remember Fleetwick.

What I have done there,
I can do again.

You know now that I must
be obeyed, and I am all-powerful.

In two more days...

...I shall give my commands.

They will be carried out at once...

...or 10,000 will die.

10,000...

...and one particular man.

That is all.

"One particular man. "

You.

Two days.

We've got two days.

- Sir.
- Thank You.

The Map.

Now...

...where are we?

Lime House.

St Luke's.

The warehouse should be...

...there.

Well, well, well...

The Hanumon warehouse is
directly opposite St Luke's
on the other side of the river.

- What is the dotted line
across the river?
- I don't know.

- Look, there's another one
down by Wooledge.
- There's a legend here:

"Disused installation, communication
and ammunition tunnel. "

Of course.

The old tunnels leading to
the river dock!

With 2 main entrances by the river.
We've got it! I'll swear we have!

We'll check with the Royal Engineers
and cordon off the whole area!

So that's the answer.

So simple. And I've been
working, laboring for years.

Maria.

The essence of the Black Hill Poppy
can be stabilized,

so that it retains its properties
at all temperatures.

- But you must never tell Fu Manchu.
- No, no.

Father, did you know that
the essence you made two days
ago has been removed?

- Removed?
- Maybe it's already been used!

This man has done everything
I have commanded.

The Young Husband papers
have been translated.

and the secrets that they contain
have been revealed.

You, Professor,

will now complete your work.

To turn their theory into practice,

requires a new supply of
the seeds of the Black Hill Poppy.

- And more time.
- You shall have both.

But as to time...

...two days.

I'm tired.

I want to sleep.

My will is yours...

...even unto death.

Obviously, Professor,
you still need to be reminded

of what may happen
to your daughter.

No one gets beyond this point.

The northern side of
the Thames - two batallions.

And the Hanumon warehouse?

- Royal Engineers are going to
blow it up at dawn.
- What about the river?

With aircraft patrolling overhead,
and destroyers at the mouth.

Will all this save
Professor Muller and Maria?

Right.

Good. Just what I'd been hoping.

Two figures have been observed
making their way across
the rooftops to the churchyard.

They must be the crew of the plane!

- Getting back to their headquarters, eh?.
- And leading us to the secret entrance.

- What - we are going in?
- We'll nab them and take their places,
are you with me?

Of course.

Petrie, if we're not back by dawn,

blast open the Hanumon warehouse,
find that tunnel, and flood it!

But if you're still in there?!

You flood it.

They were seen coming in
in that direction.

Wait here.

Maria.

Maria.

Carl!

Professor, this is Nayland Smith.

- Do you know how to open the door?
- No, I don't.

A combination lock with
an alarm system.

You could blow the lock off.

Good evening, Mr Nayland Smith.
This is indeed an honor.

There is no escape, Fu Manchu.
The warehouse is locked and guarded.

Indeed. Professor Muller
and his daughter are well aware
of at least one way out...

...which is still open.

Once before you had the satisfaction
of witnessing my execution.

On this occasion I can promise you,

there will be no substitute
for the condemned.

Get her! Close the door!

The lights! Douse the lights!

Carl!

- That may lead to the whole system.
- Perhaps so. I'm going to
blow that lock off.

What about the alarm?

You stay here.

- Carl!
- Come on.

Petrie!

Thank God you're safe!

Where is the Professor?

The rest are trapped below.
The tunnel's flooded.

I wouldn't be too sure about that.
News has just come from the river

that three people were seen
emerging in mid-stream

wearing submarine escape equipment.

They were picked up by a fast launch,
and they went off down river.

A report has just come in from
the Thames estuary, Sir.

The fog is even
thicker there. Visibility nil.

Damn!

Disorganization and this fog,
we'll never find him.

- But, you can't just give up!
- Look.

(foghorn)

So... we've lost him.

Maria, there were three figures.
Your father must still be alive.

Fu Manchu will see to that.

They won't get far. Every port
on the continent's being watched.

What makes you think
that he's heading there?

While he has the Professor,
he can fulfill his ambition.

But he still hasn't distilled the liquid.

Therefore, he needs supplies
of the Black Hill Poppy.

And they grow
in one place - Tibet.

Greetings, Fu Manchu.

It is my devout hope that you
have the news we are awaiting.

The Grand Lama's subjects have
searched the mountain slopes,

for the seeds of the
Holy Flower - the Black Hill Poppy.

The results of their labors
is on its way to this palace.

Our blessings upon you.

Take the casket
to the appointed place.

Fu Manchu...

...you will join us in prayer
until the twelfth hour.

We must ask guidance that you
may use this gift wisely.

Professor. It's me - Carl Jannsen.

Your daughter Maria
is waiting for us.

- She is dead.
- No, you are wrong Professor.

She is waiting for us
less than a mile from here.

- Is that the truth?
- Yes, you are coming with us.

Oh, but I can't...

But I can't leave here.

With the contents of that box,
and the knowledge he already has,

Fu Manchu will be able to
achieve his ambition now.

There's enough nitroglycerine
in that box to blow this
whole palace sky high.

I'm just going to set the fuse
for the twelfth hour.

No chance of getting through
the gate. We'll have to do as
we planned and go over the wall.

Stay on watch.
Have your ropes ready.

We've got 15 minutes
until the palace goes up.

Cover our escape 'till then.

You two - come with me.

- How did this happen?!
- Nayland Smith was here!

They must not get away!
If necessary, shoot to kill!

Yes, sir!

What is it, Father?

Why did Nayland Smith
leave the seeds here?

The world shall
hear from me again.

The world shall
hear from me again.