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- I couldn't say precisely.

The mountains.

That what they are?

I must've been out of my mind

when I let you talk me into this.

"Michael, old boy, what's
the hurry this year?

"Let's go down by train, make
a bit of a holiday of it.

"See, some scenery."

This bird must be taking
us by way of Bulgaria

to see his mother-in-law or something.

- Lovely little country, Bulgaria.

I went there on a photographic
assignment once, '52.

Met a charming little thing.

She had an extraordinary name.

Mushka, Mushka.

- Hmm.

I moved my knight to
queen's three yesterday.

- I could do with a
Schnapps, how 'bout you?

- Mmm hmm.

Hey, hey!

What was that?

- I think we just crashed
the sound barrier.

Hello, hello, Herr Koerner.

Quickly.

- Commandant Koerner speaking.

Are you expecting a train?

A train.

A train.

- No, no, of course not.

Why should we be expecting
a train this afternoon?

There hasn't been the train
to Gudavia in five years.

It's against government policy.

- I know, I commanded it to stop.

But, it refused.

- It must be stopped.

Herr Boronski will be furious.

- Don't know what you have to
do to get a drink around here,

send up rockets?

- Typical continental service.

- A train is coming.

A train is coming!

A train is coming!

Hans, Anna, quickly, quickly,
get everything ready.

Get the covers off.

Get the rooms ready.

Hans, the fire, the boiler for hot water.

A train is coming!

- He said the train is coming.

Right hand.

Schmidt.

- That joker must be dead.

Passport.

Quite.

- How's chances of
getting a drink, Captain?

Are we gonna be here long enough?

I'll go look myself.

Hiya fellas.

You got a bar around here?

Commandant Koerner.

Mike Wilson.

What's the celebration?

Celebration?

- Yeah, what is this, sort
of a festival or something,

native costumes and everything, a...

Well, now don't do that, will you, buddy.

I got a very nervous stomach.

Well, hello.

We're on assignment to cover
the music festival at Salzburg.

We do it every year.

Usually we fly down but--

What's the snack, Mike?

- I don't know, I don't get it.

I must ask you to state

your business in Gudavia.

- Come again, Commandant.

Where?

- Gudavia.

You are now in Mitiling,
the capital of Gudavia.

- Well, you got me.

I mean, where the heh,
uh, where is Gudavia?

- Must be one of those
sort of buffer states.

This is Gudavia here.

- This is Gudavia.

Well, I never heard of it.

- Huh, Gudavia.

Well, I can't seem to see it here.

- I must insist--

- Look look look, don't don't don't

get in a spin about anything.

I mean, we're a couple of
working newspaper men that's all.

And, we wanna get to Salzburg.

Now, if you don't want
us here, just say so

and we'll get back and wait
in the train until it leaves.

There's no problem.

- Why the...

What happened?

Luggage.

- I have't a clue.

Was there last time I looked.

Huh, there's something
very odd going on here.

No train and, what's more, no Gudavia.

- The kingdom, the democracy
of Gudavia, gentlemen,

although quite small, lies
just to the southwest of,

to the southwest of uh.

Anyway, you've no right here at all.

- Now, just a moment.

Mr. Wilson is an American subject.

- Citizen.

- Uh, citizen.

And, I am British.

- British.

- Yes, by birth.

And, if you think for a moment--

- That is enough.

Come.

Oh top that.

- Just a minute, relax,
play along with him.

I'll get in touch with the American consul

and get this comic opera
character straightened out.

- Yes, right you are.

And, I'll get on to our
chaps, come .

Extraordinary.

No American consul.

What's more, no British consul either.

We're a bit incommunicado
then, wouldn't you say?

- Yes, yes, I would say that.

Extraordinary.

- Howard, you're repeating yourself.

- Oh, sorry.

It 'tis extraordinary.

- Today we'll be approaching the point

of maximum impregnation of the subjects

rising to 300,000 units.

- But, is it possible
to foretell the results

beyond their limits?

- Certainly not.

- It's a great risk we are taking then.

- Science is a series of risks.

All therapy eventually
reaches a point of no return.

Just enough and we have what we want.

A little too much and consider

that only 3/10 of a degree
may make all the difference

between genius and nothing.

You mean, idiots.

- A thing without a mind is nothing,

an unfortunate failure.

- There have been too many.

Herr Koerner is
on the phone again, sir.

He insists he must speak to you.

What is it, Koerner?

Herr Doctor,
a train has arrived.

A what?

A train.

Well, don't
bother me about it here.

Send it back wherever it came from.

I'm afraid there
may be some risk, Herr Doctor.

I suspect the two passengers,
an American and an Englishman,

of being spies.

What makes
you think they are spies?

- Half a train with no
engine arriving suddenly.

You've taken precautions.

Naturally,
the best of precautions.

I have them both in jail and--

In jail?

You're a blundering idiot, Koerner.

You can't put an American and
an English journalist in jail.

Take them out immediately.

You mean out of Gudavia?

No, of course
not, not out of the country.

You're probably wrong as
usual, but let's be sure.

Make a fuss of them.

Do everything possible.

Tell Lochner to do the same.

Perhaps I'll see them myself tomorrow.

A
misunderstanding, gentlemen.

Of course it was all a misunderstanding.

Will you accept my apology?

- Sure, forget it.

- I give you the freedom of Gudavia.

I give you the keys of the city.

We have arranged a suite at the hotel.

- Just see if you can arrange for a car

so that we can get outta here.

- Oh, I'm so sorry, but
that is not possible.

- There is no car.

- They have no cars here.

- Ah, we have one, yes.

But, it is engaged at the
moment on official business.

- Just here.

As a matter of interest,
gentlemen, we are now

in the King Ferdinand Plaza,
named after our late king.

- Look here, if you don't
mind, perhaps you could show me

just where Gudavia is.

- Would you go in there and
shoot a wire to the office

and tell them where we are?

- But, Mike--

- Look, we may be on a newer
map or something, I don't know.

Will ya?

- Right.

- Fine.

I'll get to the hotel.

- This way, please.

Welcome.

- Hans, quickly, the luggage.

Is the room ready, Herr Lochner?

- Yes, Herr Colonel.

- This gentleman and his
friend are to be made

as comfortable as possible
during their stay.

- Sure.

- Um, you think you
may make it by tonight?

- Well now, if you will
just sign for yourself

and your friend.

Herr Lochner, what room
are we giving them?

- The bridal suite.

- The uh--

- Uh, it has the best
view and the best bed

such as it is.

- Just so it's a bed.

We're not gonna be here long
enough for it to matter.

- Oh there's no charge, sir.

- No, sir.

- Oh, that's very decent of you.

Thank you very much.

Oh, when will that be delivered in London?

- It won't be delivered, sir.

- I beg your pardon.

- It won't be delivered.

- There's no telegraph service here, sir.

This office is open
only for the convenience

of important visitors
on special occasions.

That's why there's no charge.

And, your passports.

- Oh, thank you.

Now you must excuse me.

But, if there is anything
further I can do to assist you,

I am at your service.

- Oh, as I have explained--

- Look, I heard the explanation.

We have work to do in Salzburg.

We have to get outta
here, so get us a car.

- But, I don't think--

- Look don't argue with
us, just get us a car

unless you want some publicity
on that crummy jail of yours.

- I assure you that I
will do the best I can.

Anna, show this gentleman

to his room.

- Take it easy, I'll wait.

- Oh, hello there.

Definitely.

Say, Mike--

- Shh shh shh.

- Just had this peculiar experience.

- Anna, how long will
the two foreigners stay?

- I don't know.

- There's something I want you to do

for the future of Gudavia,
for the children, Anna.

Give them this note,
but please, say nothing.

I have not been here.

- Stop!

Repeating your mistake
does not correct it.

- Excuse me.

Music is a precise configuration,

not a sentimental noise.

- Hugo, it--

- That was very interesting, Hedda,

but this is not a time
to improvise an emotion

exposing your frustration to do Bach!

- I want to play what I feel.

- Hugo, I want to talk to you.

- Kindly do not interfere.

In future, I want you to play
the music as it is written.

Take her away now please.

- What a little stinker.

- Well, I've seen some
things in my time...

- I will show you to your
room now if you are ready.

- Oh, thank you, thank you very much.

Yes, yes, I'm ready.

I say, Mike, you don't suppose
we'll have to stay over here

for a bit, do you?

- Not a chance, I'll have
us outta here in the morning

if I have to start an
international incident.

Did you send the telegram?

- Oh, yes, well--

- Look, Lothario, did
you send the telegram?

- Oh yes, but it won't be delivered.

- Come again.

- You see, there's no
telegraph service here.

- But, the office was open.

- But, only on special occasions.

It's all right, they didn't charge me.

As I say it won't be delivered.

- You sent it but it won't be delivered.

Why?

- Why, he tore it up.

I've seen everything.

Carry me over the threshold, Mike.

Oh, um, here, here
you are, you go lie down

for a little while.

- Thank you, sir.

Welcome to Gudavia.

I will speak to Herr Breja tomorrow.

He will arrange about the skis.

- Are we staying long
enough for that, Mike?

- No!

- We have wonderful skiing here
and we have excellent snow.

And, we have wonderful mountains,

but no one to climb them.

.

- The beer is very good,
too, but no one to drink it.

I will speak to Herr Breja
tomorrow about the skis.

- And, speak to him
tonight about the beer.

I don't believe
I caught your name.

- Anna.

- Anna, oh what a pretty name.

I wonder if you could direct us

to a moderately-priced
little restaurant, Anna.

Or perhaps we could have
supper here at the hotel.

- No, there is nothing at the hotel.

- Oh, but I'm sure you could
find a little something.

Hey!

Kinda big hurry.

Must be the bill.

- Why, it can't be.

Already?

Well, it might be for me.

After all, very shy girl.

She may have decided to act
through an intermediary,

so to speak, hmm.

Good heavens.

What's all this about?

Sounds like a revolutionary crank.

- You figure it out.

Operator.

- You must help us.

The situation is desperate.

Our children must be saved.

Dr. Boronski must be destroyed.

No signature.

Well, it doesn't make sense, does it?

- Completely cockeyed.

Operator.

- Operator, hello.

No operator, operator.

Well, did you have a nice holiday?

No, skip it, look, I wanna
place a call to London.

It's urgent and it's personal.

Yeah, London, England, a Mister...

Why not?

Well, why can't you?

All right, gimme long distance.

Gimme Berlin, gimme Munich, gimme Zurich,

gimme somebody, I'll figure
it out myself and I...

Why doesn't it?

No, I don't wanna talk Commandant Koerner.

I've already talked to the phony.

Of all the screwy places
I've ever gotten into.

Werner, Werner!

Werner, Werner!

- In the end the murdering will cease.

- In the end the murdering will cease.

- Let's take a look outside.

- In the end the evil will be punished.

- Gentlemen.

We were just--

- Nothing gentlemen.

It is nothing.

These people are pretty
upset about nothing.

- Oh, hysteria.

A little hysterical outburst that--

- The old chap, Hans, seems to think

there's been a murder or something.

- Oh Hans, of course, you will
understand, he's an old man.

He has fantasies.

One of our poor burghers
met with a little accident.

That is all.

- As I say, it's an accident.

I was just on my way to
bring you both good news.

- You got a car for us.

- Ah well, no, not yet.

I'm working on that.

At the moment I have
the honor to inform you

that Herr Boronski will
see you in the morning.

Who's Boronski?

- I beg your pardon.

Herr Boronski, gentlemen,

is Gudavia's most celebrated
citizen and educator,

a most distinguished man.

A most distinguished man.

- Well, that's fine, only this trip

we won't have enough time.

- No, cheerio.

- Herr Boronski suggests
about 9:30 at the castle.

- Well, we'll let him know.

- I will call for you
here at 9:00 precisely.

- I wonder who makes his hats.

Completely deserted.

- Well, almost deserted.

- Shocking manners.

Must be a pack of the local Teddy boys.

Extraordinary place this.

- Mmm.

- No life, no love.

- Mmm.

- No nothing.

- Mmm.

- Ah, this looks a bit
more promising, Mike.

Hello.

Hello in there.

Are you open for business?

Oh.

Maybe he misunderstood me.

You know, Mike,

I had an experience like that once before

in a remote village in
the north of Scotland.

It was very funny really.

I...

Perhaps.

I think you want, you want Mike.

We're looking for a
nice little restaurant.

Nothing, nothing too fancy,
rare price, you know.

You know one?

Beg your pardon.

Carnival?

Mike!

Mike!

Mike, Mike, Mike.

I thought you were right behind me.

What, what?

- Mike, I just, just, just on me.

He was standing right behind me.

Then a whole crowd of them.

- Look, will you relax, I
mean, I've got enough problems.

Don't you go psycho on me.

- Mike, I, no I saw them.

- I saw a man, an ordinary
man, but somehow different.

- You said a crowd.

- Yes, yes, they all looked the same.

- Now, wait a minute,
they all looked the same,

the man looked different.

Are you sure you know
what you're talking about?

Yes, yes, they looked like,

you know, ordinary men,

but without minds, soulless, goons.

- Howard, Howard, you're
a little overtired.

Been a long day.

Now, let's get back to the hotel.

- No, now Mike, Mike,

we won't be able to leave here tomorrow.

- You can say that again
unless I can build a fire

under that majordomo, now come on.

- There's a lot we have
to do before we leave.

- Come on.
- I think I'd like

to have a talk to that girl Anna.

There, there, there now.

Don't be frightened, Anna.

We aren't gonna hurt you.

We just want to ask you a few questions.

We're your friends, Anna.

- Let me go please.
- Look, look,

you're wasting your time.

I'll stir up Happy Jack and
see what he's done about a car.

- Now, tell me, Anna, who
asked you to give us this?

- Please let me go.

I don't know anything.

- Now, Anna, come along.

Well, don't you trust me?

- No, I don't trust anybody.

Besides, what good would it do

with poor Herr Bickstein dead already?

- Oh, he's the one who
gave you the note for us.

An hour later he's dead.

So, there was a murder.

- Help, please, I didn't mean to say that.

Oh, let me go.

You'll get me into a
problem with Dr. Macklin.

Boronski.

- Leave her go.

- Charming girl.

- Macklin, Dr. Macklin.

- See, it's obvious.

- Macklin, I know that name.

It rings a bell.

Macklin.

- There's one ringing now.

- Oh.

Hello.

What?

Speaking, who is this?

Oh Koerner, I been trying
to get in touch with you.

Yeah, why don't you stay in your office

instead of parading around
in that stupid uniform.

Yeah, now what about this Boronski deal

or whatever his name is?

Are you gonna pick us up at
9:00 in the morning or not?

Okay, we'll be ready at 9:00 on the nose.

- This is the (speaking in a
foreign language), gentlemen.

It was taken over several years ago

for Herr Boronski's work.

It was, of course, the residence
of our late King Ferdinand

until--
- Until he met

with an unfortunate accident.

Oh yes, I,

I am repeating myself.

- Anybody around here
ever die a natural death?

Poor old Koerner.

Your train arrived without an engine

and he concludes you're spies.

Please be seated.

I wanted to see you largely
to apologize for him.

He's efficient in his work,

but a little simpleminded at times.

Spies, indeed.

- What sort of spying did
he think we were doing?

Spying on what?

- I can't imagine.

No pictures, please.

- Oh, I'm not really
photogenic for one thing.

And, why should an aging scholar like me

be of such interest?

- What we're really
interested in, Dr. Macklin,

is getting out of here.

That's the trouble with newspapermen.

- Boronski's the name if you please.

- They're worse than spies.

They really never forget anything.

- That must be awkward for you at times.

- Yes, at times it is.

What is the real story, Dr. Macklin?

You wish to know why I'm here in Gudavia

and what I'm doing?

- Well, it would be
nice to get it straight

and not have to invent
something to fill it out with.

- Oh, it isn't really
so terribly interesting.

It may disappoint you.

I was known, principally as a--

- Biologist.

- Yes.

- Five years ago you
disappeared and left no trace.

We always figured it might
be a political entanglement.

- No, it was voluntary.

- At that time, I was
interested mainly in longevity.

But, I reached a point
where biology and longevity

in particular began to depress me.

At any rate, I asked myself why attempt

to alter the course of nature.

Soon now old gentlemen
were flocking to me.

Finally I said to them, my dear sirs,

if I were to bombard you
with gamma rays forever,

you would still have to die in your time.

No matter what happens to the human brain,

muscles, glands, and
heart will still atrophy.

But, why do we dwell
on the past, gentlemen?

I'm sure you're much more
interested in the present.

You bet we are.

- I turned from old age to
the guidance of the young.

Today, I'm merely a humble school master,

but proud of my work.

Come and see some of it for yourselves.

- These, what do you
call them, gamma rays--

Oh, I was
speaking figuratively.

Gentlemen, please.

- I take it then, that
you're no longer interested

in improving the species.

- Oh, in my humble way

I'm very much interested,
through education.

Is it not right to say that
the children of today are--

The citizens of tomorrow?

- Yes.

- Well, that's the youngster
we saw at the hotel yesterday.

- I have great hopes of Hedda.

She has a natural talent
but in a few months

under my guidance, I assure you gentlemen,

she'll be something quite startling.

Yes.

- I should appreciate
it if our little secret

could remain our little
secret for the time being.

My work.

- Sure, for the time being.

- May I introduce you Frau
Paula Wendt, my senior tutor.

Mr. Meade, Mr. Wilson.

How do you do?

- Frau Wendt is familiar to your country.

She's traveled extensively in
the eastern states I believe.

- In New York only.

Do you know Charlie Robbins

my agent?
- I'm afraid not.

- Well, if you don't mind, gentlemen,

I'll leave you for a moment
in Frau Wendt's capable hands.

Excuse me.

- Oh rather.

- Come with me.

- Yes, sir.

- This is our modeling class.

The boys are making masks
for the annual festival.

It starts on Wednesday.

- Oh, I might be able to
get something good on that.

What sort of festival is it?

- Traditional.

These represent the ancient
gods of the mountains,

the good and the evil.

- And, this is our head pupil, Hugo.

- Oh yes.

We've met.

- Mmm.

Now this festival--

- It's a pagan rite but
it amuses the populace,

teach our young people to join in the life

of the community,
democratic responsibility.

- Now, what is this you're
working on here, son?

- A legendary figure.

The other masks represent
legends of the past.

Mine is a legend of the present.

- Hugo!

- This is how I see my legend.

- Hugo, please.

- Mike it's, have you given that nightmare

a trial run through Mitiling?

- There will be no need for that.

- Right out of the comic strip.

- I have heard of them.

I understand eminent Americans,

your businessmen and politicians,

read them with unfailing regularity.

Oh well, there is a
little child in all of us.

- And, there must be an answer for you

and I wish I could think of it.

Shall I let
them have a car now?

- No, I want to make quite sure they leave

with a favorable impression.

It will take a few more
days to undo your stupidity.

- Why yes, Herr Doctor.

There is something else.

- Yeah.

- There was difficulty
again last night with the--

- Prowling the streets.

- They had work to do.

- Yes, Herr Doctor, but
they were seen later

by several people.

Isn't there some way of
recalling them more quickly?

- I'm a scientist,
Koerner, not a magician.

Our unfortunate are as
much concern as mine.

You are their custodian,
I am merely their creator.

Yes, Herr Doctor.

Just a souvenir of our visit.

I'll give you a print.

Well, gentlemen,
if there's nothing else

I can show you, we'll
continue out little tour.

- Well, I should like to take a picture

of the lovely Miss Wendt.

- No, I'd rather not.

- Oh, but--
- I wanna see everything.

- Yes, sure.

- You'll recover the
photograph discretely.

- Pretty touchy about being
photographed, aren't they?

- Rather.

Did you see old Boronski's face

when I took one of that mask?

Sinister looking dump, isn't it?

Yes.

- I wonder just what he's up to here.

He was a good man once.

I guess he's just blown his stack.

- Oh, you really think
he's crackers, do you?

- Loony as they come.

- Mask then, that's exactly
what I saw last night.

And, there were 10 or 12 of them.

- Sure, fun and games.

Some guys were trying to scare you.

- I don't think so.

They had exactly the same
faces and they were alive.

They moved.

- Okay, for argument's sake they moved.

So, what does that prove?

- I don't know, I don't know really.

I just think there's some connection

between those horrible
things and Boronski.

And, that mask is the link.

Do you think it's our friend Bikstein?

- Could be.

Certain things happen
pretty fast around here.

Wish I'd have had a chance to talk to him.

- Too bad.

- Maybe he left a widow.

Let's nose around.

He was a good man.

He would harm no one.

- We're certain of that, Frau Bikstein.

And, we're certain he was killed

because he tried to contact us.

- Frau Bikstein, is this
your husband's handwriting?

Read it please.

- He was one of Dr. Boronski's assistants.

He helped with the experiments.

Well, just what did he want us to do?

- Your husband trusted us, Frau Bikstein.

Won't you?

- He suspected Dr. Boronski
before the experiments began.

He only stayed out of curiosity.

Then it was too late, he couldn't leave.

- By too late what do you--

- Oh, please.

You don't understand.

You're from a free country.

Here it is not safe to ask questions.

Or to answer them.

Please if you two would go now.

One moment.

This my husband took from the laboratory.

I think it's one of Dr.
Boronski's diary books.

I don't know if it will
help you, but it might.

Please take it.

Now, go.
- Thank you very much.

- Quickly please.

- All right, Mike, you can come in now.

- Hey, just listen to this.

By exposing the immature
brain to the gamma ray

or controlled radioactivity,
I believe it is possible

to determine certain developmental factors

both physical and mental.

In the second stage, using
this as the premise to work on,

it is therefore possible
to create geniuses

or imbeciles at will.

The whole future of the human
race is already contained

within the germ plasm
and in a million years

of evolution more or less,
the full potentiality

of the human mind will come to fruition.

The gamma ray merely accelerates

the natural process of time.

- Geniuses and imbeciles.

I can't say I understand all that.

It doesn't sound like a man
in his right mind, does it?

- No it doesn't.

- I hope Anna's wrong about Paula.

How can a lovely girl
like that be mixed up

in this shocking business?

- That's what I wanna find out.

- It's a long time
since I heard that tune.

Your mother and I we
heard it once in Vienna.

You would like it there.

- Papa.

- Hmm.

- I'm frightened.

- But, in Vienna there
will be nothing to fear.

No one to worry you, no one to order you.

The children there know
how to laugh and sing.

Oh, you'll like that.

And, you'll play from your heart.

My little girl, I'm
going to take you there.

- Very soon perhaps, but--

- Herr Lochner, Hedda is not to play

this weak sentimental music.

Dr. Boronski will hear of this.

Now, go.

- I'm Hedda's father.

I said go!

- Tell Boronski what I've said.

I'm Hedda's father and now leave us alone.

Hedda was taken
from you by the state.

- The state, Dr. Boronski.

Will he never understand
that his work must fail?

Will he never understand or
realize what he has done to you

and to so many others?

Will he never see that the minds of people

are clouded with hate?

Tell him all that!

Tell him!

- You will be sorry for this Herr Lochner.

Get out!

- You will be sorry.

- Get out!

Get out.

Go on playing, Hedda.

I'll get your things ready.

Say nothing, be careful.

We cannot wait longer now.

- Say, Mike.

What the...

Do you mind if I come in?

- Please do.

- Thank you.

- Most interesting.

Who is black?

- My American friend.

Do you mind explaining to me--

- You know he can mate you in four moves.

I do suggest you watch
out for your king's pawn.

It is in a dangerous position.

How did you get in here?

- Well, you left the door
open, I saw the chess board,

I could not resist.

- I never can resist a game of chess.

It is like the game of life
only not nearly so dangerous.

- Oh.

- If you want to move one your pieces

without your American friend noticing,

I suggest you move your knight.

- That just isn't done.

- It is merely taking an opportunity.

When you have an advantage,
you should make use of it.

- It's disgusting.

trust.

Oh hello.

- I have good news for
you, wonderful news.

- Well, I can't wait.

- But, it is about your car.

With great difficulty
I have found you one.

- It's jolly nice of you.

- It will be delivered here this evening.

- Well, thanks awfully.

We don't need it now.

We're gonna stay.

- Yes, we like it here.

Fallen in love with the place.

Can't stop now, must dash.

Oh, cheerio.

Hello there.

- Good morning.

- Nice place you got here.

This where you come to
get the formaldehyde

out of your lungs?

Oh, it's just a figure of speech.

I used to be a police
reporter in San Francisco.

In and out of the lab
a lot and in the morgue

where they worked on the stiffs.

The whole place had a, well,
a strange air about it.

- Sounds charming.

- I have the same feeling
about that slotz of yours

where you work with Dr. Boronski.

Sort of creepy.

- No, not very.

As a matter of fact, I'm kinda
slow at times, Mrs. Wendt.

Whatever became of Mr. Wendt, by the way?

- Oh, Frau is a courtesy
title I have at the school.

Mr. Wendt was my father.

- I have a terrible habit of
asking the wrong question.

You know in my experience it always seems

there's a real nice guy or a
very nice girl like yourself

caught up in every racket.

- Oh, playing dumb, innocent,
covering up, afraid to talk.

I don't know why you stay on and play ball

with old Boronski, but I don't
think it's your own idea.

- You're quite wrong, Mr. Wilson.

I'm here out of my own free will.

I came here, since you ask
about him, with my father

who worked for Boronski.

When he died five years ago,
Boronski offered me his job.

My father worked with him before.

They were close friends.

- Your father may have been a close friend

of Dr. Macklin, but I don't think

he'd go for this phony Boronski character

or this fooling around with the gamma ray.

And, I don't think you would
either if you had a choice

or perhaps a real friend.

- Go on, Hugo, this
sounds most interesting.

- Well, sir, Herr Lochner
was most insulting

and I was suspicious so I
stopped just outside the door.

I could not hear all their words,

but considering Herr
Lochner's peculiar behavior,

I'm sure he intends
leaving with Hedda tonight.

- All right, I'll take care
of that, Hugo, thank you.

There's Paula.

Go after her, see that she
doesn't get to the village.

Tell her I want to see her.

- Oh, thanks awfully.

If you can do that,
there's hope for you yet.

- Thank you, there's a
little child in all of us.

Where's that photograph you stole?

- Come and get it.

- All right, keep it.

Anyway, I got the negative.

With this I can produce
hundreds of photographs.

There's a little child in all of us, yes.

Give it to me, I want it!

- Oh, oh, no you don't.

You, you little Hugo, you.

I tell you what I will do.

- I'll give it to you
for Christmas .

Hello chaps.

- Get him!

- Help!

Mike, Mike.

- Merry Christmas.

- That'll be all for tonight, Paula.

You'd better get some sleep.

Good night.

- Good night.

Herr Lochner, Herr Lochner.

- Oh Paula.

How I wanted to see you
once more to say goodbye

and to thank you--

- Herr Lochner.

I couldn't come earlier.

Boronski was watching
me, keeping me working.

You mustn't leave tonight.

He knows, I'm sure he knows.

- We are started and we must at least try.

Too late to turn back now.

- But, they'll kill you.

- Then they'll kill me.

Sooner or later they would
have done that anyway.

- Yes, but what about--

I'll go on, Paula.

- I shall, I shall never forgive myself.

- But, you are not to blame.

You were trapped.

That is all.

We'll meet again, my dear.

Must go now.

Soon it will be light.

- Help!

Hedda !

Help!

Hedda, Hedda, Hedda!

- Hedda.

Herr Lochner!

Herr Lochner!

Herr Lochner!

- Paula!

Paula!

Paula!

- Herr Lochner!

Herr Lochner!

Hedda!

Oh, Hedda!

- Hedda!

- Herr Lochner.

I tried to stop him but I couldn't.

I knew this would happen.

- Hedda!

Paula!

- Let me go, I've got to find Hedda.

- Listen to me.

You won't find her this way.

Just let me help you.

- But, you can't.

- But, if you'd just tell me the truth.

You want a good story, don't you?

Your readers of the newspaper

want a daily dose of excitement.

Well go and write your story.

And, what you haven't seen already,

you can make up.

- Okay.

- All right, so I've got
something to write about.

If I stay around here any
longer, maybe there'll be

more murders, more
horrors, and more bodies

for you to cry over.
- Please stop!

I want it from you, Paula, now.

- I can tell you nothing.

- You mean you're afraid to tell me.

- Please!

Or is it because
you're helping Boronski

to experiment with human beings?

- No, no please believe me.

It isn't for myself.

Who are you trying to protect?

- Please, you cannot do anything.

- I can show what's
happening to these children.

By making them the center
of screaming curiosity?

The little freaks, the little geniuses.

- Yes, but Boronski can't
always make geniuses, can he?

Sometimes something goes wrong

and you get a brat like Hugo
or a mob of mindless goons

to do Boronski's dirty work for him.

I'll write the story.

I'll bring this horror out into the open.

Tell Boronski.

Go back and tell him.

Splendid view, Mr. Wilson,

don't you think so?

But, you don't appear
to be enjoying it, huh?

- Cut the act, Doc, it's no good.

Take a look at the view from over here.

I'm afraid
I don't understand.

Well, I think I do.

I'm gonna find little Hedda

if it's the last thing I do here.

Keep your gang of goons away from me.

They might get hurt.

- Koerner, I think it will be necessary

to watch the people more closely.

There'll be no street gathering.

- But, Herr Boronski, the festival.

- You will cancel it immediately.

There's not to be a single
mask on the streets tonight.

- Ah, ah good morning, Herr Wilson.

As I was just telling your
friend, I have good news for you.

- Right now I've got news for you.

- Yes, I just saw what
happened to Lochner last night.

I don't understand.

- I think you do, but we won't argue.

Right now I'm more interested
in this little girl Hedda.

What have you done with her?

- I'm afraid I--

- You wouldn't know anything

about that would you, Koerner.

You just wouldn't know.

I got you figured out,

you big fat stuffed shirt.
- Shh!

Your job is to bully these
people, keep 'em in line

while Boronski does the murdering.

I saw Lochner's body.

It was lying crushed in
the stones in the gully.

It's my guess you can thank

this wonderful democratic republic

represented by Commandant Koerner!

Howard!

Howard!

Howard, are you here?

Hey!

Take it easy.

- Herr Wilson.

Herr Wilson.

Herr Wilson.

Do you remember me, Frau Bikstein?

- I'm looking for my English friend.

Have you seen him anywhere.

- No, but come quickly please.

- Come, I will tell you.

Don't tell me the people of...

You found a little courage.

- Perhaps.

Good.

- There isn't much time.

I've seen Hedda.

Boronski has her at the castle.

Well, let's get her outta there.

What are we waiting for?

- It's the police.

The curtains, quick, hide behind there.

- Frau Bikstein, we have
orders to search the cottage.

There's no one here.

- Look, I shall be all right.

Halt.

Stop, help!

Taxi!

I say this is bit of a do isn't it?

Hop in.

- Well, we won't get far in the jalopy.

- Shh, don't hurt her feelings.

She goes like a bomb.

Where'd you get this thing anyway?

- Old Koerner sent it
round this afternoon.

Had it in his bottom drawer.

Hey, where have you been?

- Never mind that.

Look where you're going.

- Oh quite.

Where to?

- The castle.

- Oh.

A puncture.

I say, what frightfully bad luck.

- Come on, let's get to the castle.

Koerner's compliments no doubt.

Are you all right?

- I'm in one piece.

- You better run into
town and get some help.

Looks like we're gonna need it.

- Okay.

- Boronski's usually in
his study at this time.

We have to come back.

There's only one way.

- Wow.

You didn't show us this
on the 50 cent tour.

- It's sealed off from the
other part of the building.

Wait here till I fetch Hedda.

- No wait, I'll go with you.

- Please, I, I know what I'm doing.

Shh.

Very quiet, darling.

Do exactly as I tell you.

Are you going to take me away?

- Stand still.

Set the Mark-5 switch.

For what Herr Doctor?

Experiment X.

- Hugo.

- You cannot escape.

I only have to press this.

Hugo, please don't touch it.

- Give me one good
reason why I should not.

- Hugo, Boronski,

Boronski killed our father.

And now he'll kill me.

- That is not a good enough reason.

- Wait.

Hugo, think, for once
try to think of who I am.

- Your sister.

- Sentiment has no
place in our philosophy.

Boronski has said so.

- Come on!

.

Through the schoolroom.

To this way.

- He cut the circuit.

- Mr. Wilson.

If you want to save Hedda's life,

you have only to come
into the control room

and raise your hand.

One of my attendants
will come and fetch her.

Unfortunately, I can't
promise the same amnesty

for you and Frau Wendt.

I give you one minute
to make up your mind.

You're wasting your energy, Mr. Wilson.

You've half a minute.

Time's up, Mr. Wilson.

You asked me about the
gamma ray, Mr. Wilson.

You would've been well-advised

not to have been so inquisitive.

It's a pity you'll never be
able to relate in your newspaper

the experience you are going to have.

It's quite unique.

It's also rather painful.

The ray has many uses, Mr. Wilson.

It can be used to create genius like Hugo,

future leaders of the world.

It can be used to create morons,

goons you call them.

They can be very useful
also, very useful indeed.

The brain slowly shrivels up.

It is really most interesting.

The heat is terrific.

Are you feeling warm, Mr. Wilson?

You've felt nothing yet.

No, you can't escape it.

Before your mind dies, you will experience

all the extremes of heat.

It will not be pleasant, Mr. Wilson.

- Look out!

Come on some of you.

It's getting quite hot
now, 160 Fahrenheit.

It is a pity it will not
be possible for Hedda

to complete her course of
treatment in the normal way.

She would've been the greatest pianist

the world has known.

Now, she will be nothing.

A thing without a mind.

180 degrees.

Soon, you will no longer be
able to think for yourself.

The same thing will happen
to Paula and to Hedda.

10 more degrees, Mr. Wilson and then...

Nine,

eight,

seven,

six,

five.

You all right, Hugo?

Hugo.

Go upstairs.

Four,

three.

- There he is.

Two.

- Herr Doctor, come quickly.

What is it?

Look after the kid.

- Ah good morning, sir.

I hope you slept well.

- Must be the fire.

Shock I suppose.

I remember I had an aunt once

who fell over the banisters,
right on top of her head.

It completely changed her.

- Well, something bounced
him back to normal.

It's whatever it was was needed.

And, now all we need is a car.

Yes, a car.

- Good morning, gentlemen.

Well, well, well, all ready to leave, eh?

I trust that you two have
enjoyed your little trip.

And, now that our disagreement
with Herr Boronski

has been settled, I have no doubt

that Mitiling will return to normal.

Time marches on, the
ever-changing pageantry of life.

- Well, we shouldn't look
a gift horse in the mouth.

Or should we?

Come on, Hedda, you can sit next to me.

That is if Uncle Mike doesn't mind.

- What do you mean uncle, I--

Uncle Mike doesn't mind.

On behalf of
Gudavia, I thank you.

The people of Mitiling are proud of you.

We are all proud sons.

Goodbye.