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This evening from Hamburg:

In Franconia.

The noted surgeon Rudolph Schwarz has completed all laboratory tests...

With his anti-lymphocytic serum.

The serum is to prevent organ rejection after transplant operations.

Professor Schwarz declares he's ready to use the serum on the first transplant case brought to him. Berlin.

The poor man.

Lucky no one was with him.

He's got a chance.

Gimme a hand with this stretcher, will ya?

Now be careful how you move him.

Easy, easy.

- Now let's get him to Dr. Schwarz quickly. - Right.

Alright pick him up.

Careful.

Let's go.

- Evening, Inspector. - What is it?

Woman found murdered.

What have you brought in?

An accident case.

The patient's ready, Dr. Schwarz.

- There at eight o'clock tomorrow? - Right, professor.

Karl, I'll be alright. Don't worry.

I don't need anything.

I must just wait.

I saw Professor Schwarz on my way in.

You know he has a new serum he's developed.

And if he could use it on you...

Everything would be alright.

You hear that?

Oh, Karl. That would be wonderful.

- And everything will be alright? - Yes.

But what about your work?

- Doesn't the editor need you down at the paper, huh? -

No problem.

We never finish.

I'm now chief reporter.

Crime news desk.

Dr. Schwarz: Well, let's have a look at our beautiful patient.

- Oh, hello, Dr. Schwarz. - Hello.

Hello, Doctor.

How are you feeling, hmm?

Quite well, professor. Very well.

I don't feel ill, not sick at all.

Why that's first-rate.

Well, I've got some news for you.

We found a donor.

Professor, when?

When can you do it?

Now.

We have to.

My assistants are here to prepare you.

In no time at all, you'll be able to say...

You've never been sick.

It's wonderful!

Yes, it is.

There, Mr. Schein.

I wanted to tell you, the donor was just killed in a car accident.

The wife has given me permission to take the heart.

All the preoperative tests are nearly finished.

I see.

My sister is in your hands, Professor. The best.

My poor hands can do a lot.

But they can't perform miracles.

Are you telling me there's a chance...

She might not survive the operation?

Chances for your sister to live without the transplant are very few.

I don't doubt but what she'll be quite able...

To survive the surgery.

But... That's not the problem.

The problem comes... After.

You mean probable rejection of the heart.

Yes, we have to operate on two people genetically different.

It's not the same as with members of the same family.

But, perhaps...

We might avoid this danger. We do have a chance.

With this new serum you've recently discovered?

Yes.

My discovery...

Has proven we can modify...

The morphological picture and avoid rejection.

I've had excellent results on animals in all my laboratory experiments.

And now I will be able to prove it for the first time on a human being, Mr. Schein.

Your sister. Just sign this authorization.

I need your permission.

Professor, you have your authorization.

- You're performing a duty to mankind. - Hmm.

Here it is. The Schwarz Serum.

It's the only bottle of anti-lymphocytic serum existing in the whole world.

It may be a little too late for the liver.

But I've got to try.

If I increase the concentration in the BPS...

Now, the gonad...

Dr Schwarz: Apart from Fritz, no one has access to this room but myself.

The serum was stolen.

Years, work of a lifetime. Gone.

And my sister's dead.

We did all we could.

With the usual treatment.

And without the operation she would have died. I know that.

But I can't help...

Thinking the serum could have kept the heart from being rejected.

At least if we'd had it, it might have slowed down the process.

Professor Schwarz...

I've got to find out who stole it.

If that's what you want.

I can authorize you to go about it any way you feel.

You have my permission to question anybody in the hospital. Is that alright?

Yes, Professor.

And I'll find who did it. You can be sure.

Good luck.

You want something, sir?

I'm working on the Schwarz Serum case.

The night it was stolen, who was on duty?

- I don't know. - Where can I find out?

- In the personnel office. - Thank you.

Doctor, who's in charge of records on this floor?

I really don't know. Why don't you ask the nurse in there?

I'm sorry. It's not visiting hours.

I want some information.

Dr. Schwarz has authorized me to make an inquiry.

I am Fritz, his special nurse.

Yes. Yes, I know.

I would like to ask about something that involves the Professor.

- The serum, I mean. - Oh, yes.

Poor, Professor Schwarz. His whole life's been the serum. Now it's been stolen.

We informed the police about it yesterday.

Well, is there anything you can tell me?

In what way can I help you?

Alright then. Fritz, could you tell me...

Who could be wanting to steal a serum that's only for making transplants?

Nobody ought to have been.

It had never yet been tested on human beings. I already told the police that.

There was one thing peculiar, I thought.

Oh?

There was this smell, an odor.

A smell?

I didn't tell this to the police, but maybe it could be useful.

Yet, on the other hand it could be nothing.

Let me be the judge of that.

I'm trying to help the professor and find out who stole it.

For the future of transplant operations.

What was the peculiar smell?

Aldehydo-formic acid. HCHO.

HCHO... Formalin?

Yes, formalin.

Hmm. What's peculiar about the smell of formaldehyde?

Normally nothing. But I smelled it around the professor's refrigerator.

And there is no reason for the odor of formaldehyde to be in there.

I'm sure of that.

And so?

Formaldehyde is a substance used to preserve specimens and dead bodies.

It's a smell that you always find around anatomy laboratories.

And... Morgues too.

What do you mean?

I don't mean anything.

Except there is no reason for that odor to be in Professor Schwarz's private study.

It's just not usual.

I see. Thank you, Fritz. Here's my card.

You can reach me through the office at any time.

If you think of something else.

- Thanks. - Mm-hmm.

(Eerie music)

Woman: Bitte schon.

Oh, good evening, sir. What can I give you?

Some good stew meat?

Oh, some liver. I'll get it for you.

Oh! What! What are you doing?! Take your hands off of me!

Go away!

And what's written here?

- Have you read what's written here?

- It's all perfectly correct, huh? - I think so.

My name is Inspector Arnold Schneider!

Not Inspector Ornold Schneider! My name is written with an A!

Not an O, an A! Do you understand?

What idiot typed this report?

- The idiot's me. - That was a rhetorical question.

A rhetorical question never requires an answer!

Heh. Don't you even know that? Here take this and proof-read it.

Hmm, I've got an even temper.

And even when things go wrong like this, Straus. I keep calm.

And now for you two...

Anything new in the murdered women?

- Here's the coroner's report on the... - Just give me the essence of the thing.

The juice! You know.

Well, the first had been strangled. The weapon, a steel wire.

The body had been opened with a lancet and the liver taken out.

Though he used a lancet, the killer's not a doctor.

His cuts are like an amateur's.

What about the lancet?

Uh, normal lancet, Chief.

We are trying to find the manufacturers.

Well, try to find them quick, will you?

Uh, yes, sir.

I've got to quiet my nerves.

I've got the light for you, Chief.

There's no smoking.

Not in this office.

No one. Do you hear?

Not until we've solved these murders.

Orders!

Orders!

Now...

One: I want to know who the manufacturer was of that lancet and who it was sold to.

Two: I want the hematological examination of the blood spots on the lancet...

And the blood spots on the ground.

So we can find out if they came from one in the same person.

Four! I mean three.

I want to get to get more information on that shopping bag found in the vicinity of the woman cut up by that lancet.

Four: The complete life story of the victims.

And five...

I want to know what was said in interrogation by the first woman to discover...

The cut-up corpse and no one's told me, dammit!

Think of my ulcers!

On tape: Continual lowering of blood glucose level.

Figures well below 35/100th percent.

Thirty minutes after removal of liver.

Pancreatic status but no change in...

Hematocrit diminishing rapidly.

(Tape fast-forwards)

On tape: Check on right gonad transplant. Perfect integration of graft.

Sexual potency increased.

Left gonad, incipient rejection.

Liver, incipient rejection.

On tape: (Labored breathing) Stop, Mosaic. Listen.

If you don't behave...

I shall destroy you the same as I've made you.

You've got to stop killing.

I am the one that'll get you the organs you need.

What do you know about such things?

You must obey me, Mosaic.

I made you. I'll perfect you.

I've stolen Dr. Schwarz's serum for you.

And if it works, you'll need no more transplants.

So be patient, you hear?

Doctor Frankenstein: Today the 30th of March.

I observe the almost total absorption of the transplanted liver.

I interrupt the flow of the portal and the inferior cava.

Venous pressure in the portal will shortly go over 60 millimeters H2O.

Drainage functioning well.

Hydro-cortisone...

And glucose infusion.

Adequate to need.

Electrocardiogram valid.

Encephalogram waves present.

I begin the transplant.

Anastomosis of supra-hepatic veins to cava.

Sutured with a traumatic...

...Dissection of scrotum.

I begin the testicle transplant.

Ligaments sutured.

And now I shall perform an action...

That will be a milestone in medical history.

The first experiment with Professor Rudolph Schwarz's antilymphocytic serum.

For the prevention of transplant rejects in human beings.

(Doorbell buzzes insistently)

Good evening.

I- I'd like to talk to Dr. Frankenstein.

My uncle's not in now. If you'd like to leave a message, I'll see that he gets it.

I'm sorry to disturb you, miss, but...

I'm a reporter. My name is Karl Schein.

If you'll tell me when I'll find him in, I'll come back.

He'll be here tomorrow at ten.

- Then I'll be sure to come back tomorrow morning. - Fine.

Thank you. Thank you very much.

Hello. What are you doing all alone?

Hey!

Son of a bitch.

Woman off camera: How much time you want?

- - What the!

What's the matter with you? Are you made up for Halloween? Uck!

Leave me alone, you bum!

Go away!

Hi, handsome. Hey...

Why don't you come with me?

I'll be good to you, baby.

You're not feeling very talkative, are you?

My place is over there. Come!

You're a big boy.

You may have a limp when you walk, but...

I bet you don't have one in bed.

Go on in.

You like it?

Make yourself at home.

Take off your hat.

What's wrong? Why don't you get undressed?

But, don't you have any money, huh?

Ohh!

Well, I should say you do!

What's your name?

Huh?

Don't bother, honey. Save your strength.

Why don't you get undressed now?

You can go in there if you're shy.

Go on.

Things are a little slow around here tonight. Business is not so hot.

How are things going with you?

Nah.

Hello, miss. You haven't seen a man in a big hat and leather coat, have you?

Tall, with a limp, hm?

Yeah, I saw that creep. He went off with a friend of mine down there.

- That way? - Mm-hmm.

Thank you.

Say, by the way, have you seen my boyfriend?

Hear he's been roaming around with another chick.

Dr. Frankenstein: Mosaic, stop! Do you hear me?!

Mosaic.

I knew where I'd find you.

When I saw you'd taken my money, I knew you wanted a woman.

You must stop this killing.

We've gotta get out of here.

Hurry up, now.

The car's over there. Move.

Schneider.

Yeah!

What?

But two sets of fingerprints on one hand? It's impossible!

Ugh.

Come in!

Chief, we've got the lineup going on.

But that blond hooker still can't identify that man she was running away from.

And just to make things better, there was a distinguished gentleman...

Who was also looking for this brute that night, Inspector.

What a load of crap. Pardon.

You're right. It's exactly that.

You want to hear what Fingerprints just said about the lancet that was used for that first murder?

The fingerprints you found on that pretty little lancet...

- Correspond exactly to the fingerprints that were found in the whore's place. - Great, Chief!

Well, that's a step forward! We are getting there!

No! It's a step backward!

The fingerprints on that bloody lancet are two kinds!

- Two on the very same hand! - But...

Oh, Chief, no.

The murder of the shopping bag woman...

Was executed with a lancet that had two sets of fingerprints on it.

I mean the fingerprints of two different people belonging to one in the same hand!

One prostitute refuses to go with an ugly bastard who goes off with another.

And then, in this gal's room, the identical fingerprints turn up once more!

And now we hear that there was a distinguished gentleman out there looking for that same ugly son of a bitch to confuse things.

Spared for the ulcer...

Come in!

Another Horrible Murder in Town

I see that the murder of this prostitute...

Is getting a big play in the papers.

I only wish a reporter could be more useful.

The police are still in complete darkness.

People are asking what's happening.

A wild killer, a maniac perhaps.

At this very moment...

Telegram for you.

Thanks.

Sit down now...

Now listen to me carefully.

There are many scattered pieces concerning this puzzle.

And if we're going to try to understand it.

This mosaic...

We've got to put them together piece by piece.

Hmm?

Now listen to me.

A...

A special anti-lymphocytic serum has been stolen.

I feel sure it all begins from here.

Formaldehyde is smelled where the serum was stolen.

A woman is strangled with steel thread.

D, a surgeon's knife, a lancet, is used by someone who is not a surgeon.

E, fingerprints A and B on the lancet.

Two completely different sets of fingerprints.

Two murderers, one of them inserts the lancet...

One of them cuts. That's not probable.

A whore raped and strangled in her house.

Here we also find fingerprints A and B.

Oh!

There's a reporter out here to see you. His name is Schein.

Send him away quick!

Maybe you should see him. He says it's important.

I don't want to see any reporters. Send him away!

You better not try to avoid me, Inspector. I think I can help you with all those crimes.

Oh, you can, can you?

In what way?

First, I wanna talk about that serum.

I think the murders are connected to the theft.

- Evening, Straus. - Hi.

How's the boss?

Talking over new ideas with someone.

- You mean the boss has some ideas? - No new ones lately.

But he if doesn't get this solved, nobody's gonna smoke.

We just go on with the lineup then.

- I guess so. Better get back. - Check.

Uh, come in.

This is Straus, my top man.

Now, why don't you ask him the question that you just put to me?

I want to know if you smelled formaldehyde in the prostitute's bedroom.

Formaldehyde? Come to think of it, I do remember smelling formaldehyde.

Well, I recognized the smell right away.

I may be wrong, but this might be the most important clue.

I'm glad you came, Schein.

- It's good for my complexion. - Why, yes, of course.

Oh, hello there.

Is your uncle in?

He's not. But I'm expecting him soon.

- Would you like to come inside and wait? - Well, thanks.

- Won't you have a seat? -

Is there anything I can do to help you?

It's necessary I talk to your uncle.

To tell you the truth, he's not actually my uncle, you see.

He's my guardian and he brought me up.

But he brought me into this world.

He's been like a father since my parents died.

He must be very kind.

Might I give you any information you need?

No, I'm afraid not. I'm after technical information.

I'm studying medicine, in case you'd like to know.

I'm not an MD yet.

But I'm preparing all my finals.

Uh, that's beautiful but...

It's transplants I'm interested in.

Are you doing an article on them?

I want to find out why some organs are rejected after a transplant.

If you're writing on Dr. Barnard, my uncle has lots of books in his library on the subject.

You can use them if you wish.

That's strange.

I should think that the work of an anatomist...

Would have nothing to do with transplants.

It's not so strange.

My uncle Otto was once a surgeon.

But there was an accident, you see.

Forgive me, miss, uh.

What accident?

Sonia's what everyone else calls me.

Alright, Sonia. So, tell me, what accident?

Oh, a politician's wife he was operating on who...

Died.

That ruined his career. Now he's pathological anatomist at the hospital.

Works only on cadavers.

With no risk. Yet he's so changed.

He's not the way he was.

Tell me about transplants, Doctor.

They're nothing. They began with Dr. Barnard's work.

But today they're commonplace throughout the world.

The most important facet of this operation is the danger-

Of the possible rejection.

Which could be solved by the new serum.

But why talk of sad things like that?

Medicine's full of cheerful subjects, not just organ transplanting.

Just to give you an example, I'm studying to be a pediatrician.

You are?

Oh, yes. I like children Very much.

And do you like reporters?

If they're not nosy.

I'm not too nosy.

I will drink to that.

To the future children of the world.

- Thanks, Sonia. - It's nothing.

The police have discovered that lancet that the murderer used.

You mean on that woman that we read about in the papers?

Yes.

They've also discovered it was sold to this hospital.

And they want to know to whom it was assigned.

Do you know?

To you.

I've personally checked the inventory.

- - Have you told the police about it?

No.

I wanted to tell you first.

I've many of them.

Maybe someone stole one.

Dr. Frankenstein, the question is to find out who stole it.

It may Very well be the same one who stole my serum.

What's that?

I don't know what that is.

It came from here.

Could come from anywhere.

What's behind this bookcase?

I have a private lab.

- A private lab?

I want to see it.

Right you are.

Mosaic! Mosaic!

Boy...

I'll give you something to stop your pain.

Get on the bed.

Good boy.

Today I perform the eye transplants.

Donor, Professor Rudolph Schwarz.

Slight disparity in size between the donated organs...

And the recipient's orbital cavities.

(Knock at door)

Come in.

Excuse me, Dr. Frankenstein.

What do you want?

Have you seen Professor Schwarz?

Why look here?

Because he said he was coming to speak to you about something.

Maybe he changed his mind.

Excuse me if I disturbed you.

You didn't.

In a few days we'll take the bandages off.

Do you hear me?

There's a little job to do for me and for you.

Fritz, that male nurse in surgery, has become a bit suspicious.

And so, when I tell you to...

Go over to his ward and get him. You hear me?

Richter, a male nurse is not a pack of cigarettes. He's bound to be in there somewhere.

- Right. - So find him!

- And listen- - What's happened, Inspector, huh?

Oh, it's you.

Always in the spot.

Uh, it's that nurse of Schwarz who's disappeared.

- You mean Fritz? - Yeah. You know him?

I spoke to him once.

He was the one who gave me the clue on the formaldehyde.

How did he disappear?

A big, ugly brute dragged him away, according to a patient.

A patient?

And he wasn't dreaming. We found a piece of gauze that had been soaked with ether.

It's clear that he was knocked out with it.

And dragged away.

And, what's more, Professor Schwarz hasn't come back.

Dammit. I wanted to talk to him.

Come with me, Inspector.

Where to?

Over to the house of Dr. Frankenstein, the hospital pathologist.

- I'll explain it to you later. - OK. Lead the way.

- Good evening, miss. - Hello, Sonia.

- Forgive the late hour. Is your uncle in? - We've got to speak to him urgently.

I'm Captain Schneider, police investigator.

- He's not here. Would you like to wait inside? - Mm-hmm, yes. If you don't mind.

Not at all, Inspector.

The blood transfusion's going perfectly.

It will be...

Continued until complete...

Substitution of the blood.

The crisis has passed.

Oh, Uncle Otto, there's some gentlemen here to see you.

Good evening.

What can I do for you, gentlemen?

I'm Schneider, head of police investigation, and this is a reporter.

It's a strange thing.

You know Schwarz's male nurse, don't you?

Well, he's disappeared.

And Professor Schwarz hasn't shown up either.

They disappeared? Both?

I've been so busy working, I didn't hear about it.

Eh, tell me, Dr. Frankenstein...

Do you recall the last time you saw either one of them?

I've seen neither one nor the other. I've been working late in my office, even tonight.

- And forgive me. - Why don't you go sit down.

I'll fix a drink for you.

We have to be on our way. Thank you very much, miss.

Don't worry.

- Goodnight, Inspector. - Goodnight, miss.

Goodnight, Karl.

- He said he'd been working late in his office every single night. - I'm afraid that's not true.

I was over there tonight.

What for?

I was making an unofficial investigation.

What were you looking for?

I, uh...

I was simply following up an idea of mine.

But you didn't find anything?

No, nothing.

And he wasn't in the anatomy stiff room either. I looked.

Will you please tell me what you're driving at?

I don't know.

I'm not sure yet.

I'll call you later.

On tape: The finger transplants have had no negative reactions.

Even though the fingers came from two entirely different subjects.

Incredible.

To think he used his knowledge of medicine to create a monster.

Incredible.

He's made a man.

From other people.

On tape: You must obey me, Mosaic.

I made you, I'll perfect you.

I've stolen Dr. Schwarz's serum for you.

And if it works, you'll need no more transplants.

Here are the proofs you wanted.

Thank you.

Now, sit down there.

Oh, no. No more horror stories for me.

Rudolph Schwarz, famous surgeon, is missing...

Has a strawberry birthmark on his chest.

A strawberry birthmark...

On his chest...

On his chest!

On his chest.

Get me Inspector Schneider.

Inspector, it's me, Karl.

I've got some new information.

I practically have a complete confession on my desk here.

It's almost unbelievable, I tell you.

Yes, yes. I'll be over at once.

Well, well...

- That's the smell. - The one around Schwarz's refrigerator.

Chief! There must be a secret door here!

Hold these.

Get in.

Well, I'll be damned.

Search every nook and cranny!

Uncle Otto!

Oh, it's horrible!

Mosaic.

Don't touch her! No, no.

Sonia, go in there and lock the door.

Mosaic!

Come away from that door!

Let go! Let go!

Get your hands off of me and listen.

Mosaic.

You've now attacked me and I shall have to destroy you.

Inspector!

Sonia!

Come on!

I won't even have to kill you!

Your brain is already disintegrating.

Mosaic!

What are you doing? No!

Stop!

Stop, Mosaic!

Listen!

You need me!

I made you, you hear? I made you!

You can't kill me!

You're sure the monster's at Frankenstein's house?

Karl!

Sonia!

Sonia!

Karl! Uncle O-

Come on! Come on!

Chief, you'd better look in there.

We're too late.

On tape: The finger transplants have had no negative reactions.

Even though the fingers came from two entirely different subjects.

So that's the reason why the murderer had two sets of fingerprints.

On tape: Today we're beginning to see signs of the rejection of the internal organs.

Gonad, rejected after thirty days.

Eyes, retina detaching.

A total substitution of blood will be necessary.

We have still other tapes.

We don't have to listen to them.

Now what's important is capturing that monster.

Or maybe, a man.

Because he's not a monster.

He's a poor human creature who's made up of pieces.

Through a technique we'll never be able to discover.

The real monster's that Dr. Frankenstein.

Oh, sorry.

But from what we've gathered from the tapes...

We have the answer.

There are 36 to 48 hours before...

The monster, as you call him.

Will die of rejection of the brain.

We better swear out a warrant for his arrest.

Who's arrest?

How can anyone swear out an arrest warrant against someone who doesn't even have a name?

All we can do is to keep every man on his toes until the bloody creature dies.

And 48 hours without a smoke.

And he'll go on killing.

Whenever he feels he's cornered. Like a trapped animal.

The poor thing can't help killing.

And nobody'll know where he might attack them.

It shows us how science can be fully irresponsible.

The worst monster in history.

I hope we meet.

Announcer: Now, ladies and gentlemen, we continue our program with a great western hit.

Tucson Sam, starring Wild Bill Brown.

Schneider speaking.

Ya hear me, Straus?

This is Straus here, boss.

We're patrolling the edges of sectors 6, 7 and 8 like you said.

Nothing new's cooking.

Alright. Schneider calling headquarters.

Headquarters: Receiving you. Come in, Chief

Anything new?

Headquarters: Yes, Chief

A stripper's been found murdered over at the Wonder Garden.

OK. I'll go right over.

Schneider here.

- Headquarters: Yes, Chief - Get moving with that racetrack murder.

I want the latest on the idents of those fingerprints.

Headquarters: Right, Chief

Straus, go to sector 6.

Sonia.

It's Karl.

Have you read the papers?

I'm concerned. You shouldn't be alone.

No, I'm rather busy.

I can't get away now. Take a taxi and meet me here.

Yes, of course. We'll eat out.

Bye, darling. Bye.

The hunt for the monster is still going on.

The murder of the exotic dancer...

Of the vagabond found in the car dump...

And the murder that we have learned that just happened...

In the toilet at today's International Gran Prix...

Are the work of the same monster.

Police...

Request all citizens to be very careful.

And to report anything suspicious.

Karl, what'll we do now?

Just have to wait. Nothing else to do.

I'm in constant touch with Schneider.

He says, just wait. And be patient.

Oh, Karl.

I wish all this were over.

Oh, Danny.

(Labored breathing)

Over radio: Headquarters, come in, Chief

Have you got any new leads on the night club investigation?

Over radio: Nothing, Chief The men are there. What do they do now?

Stay there.

Over radio: The Chief says no one's going home, so pleasant dreams.

Help!

A couple have been attacked by a monster in Park Woods.

Copy. Send an ambulance and go over to Park Woods.

Chief and I are both going there.

- Hey, Willy. We gotta comb these woods inch by inch. - Yes, sir.

- He can't have gotten very far. - Yes, sir.

And, Metzger, get moving!

What do you know, here comes Hemingway.

Karl.

Hey, Karl!

There's no reason for you to be here. We'll take care of things.

Hey, Straus!

Karl.

There's not much to worry about, you know?

The monster's time is getting short.

Yes, you're right. The 48 hours for the brain reject are almost up.

So, where are you going?

I'm going back to the house. Sonia's waiting for me.

I don't want her to have to worry.

Right, Schein.

Sonia!

Karl!

Oh, thank God!

- How bout a drink for the both of us? - Alright.

Run for it, Sonia!

Oh, Karl!

Karl!

Karl!

Inspector Schneider. Straus of car number 7 calling.

Over radio: Schneider here. Come in.

I'm going over to Feldafing Strasse number 9.

A suspicious looking character was seen there.

Over radio: What's his description?

It was reported that he wore a big hat and a long coat.

I don't know, but it could be our man there.

Nine? Why that's the house of Karl Schein.

Get over there on the double! I'll meet you there.

Tell 12 and 4 to get their cars there as fast as they can.

I'll inform headquarters.

Schneider to headquarters.

Get all the men over to Feldafing Strasse and block all traffic there.

Get a move on, Helmud.

Oh!

Karl! Thank God!

The people across the street called us! We got here as quick as we could!

It's all over, Inspector.

You'd make a great cop, Karl.

- - I've got the light for you, Chief.