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(dramatic music)

(muffled talking)

(dog barking)

- [Woman] One, two, three, four.

One, two, three, four.

- Yes, who are you?

What do you want?

- I'm Julian Olcott.

The director is expecting me.

- Enter, please.
- Thank you.

- [Woman] One, two, three, four.

One, two, three, four.

- Be gone!

Wolf doesn't bother anyone.

I'm Walter, the caretaker.

- I'm pleased to meet you.

- The studio and the director is in front

of that court at the left.

- Down there in front?

- At the left.

Give me your suitcase,

I'll take it.
- Thank you very much.

- [Woman] One, two, three, four.

One, two, three, four.

One, two.

- It's a pleasure for you
too, isn't it, teacher?

(girls laughing)

(girl gasps)

- Goodness, what happened?
- Oh, my goodness!

- Did she faint?
- Give her some air,

give her some air!
- Quickly.

Please take her to the infirmary.

And make room so that
she can get some air.

- [Girl] Of course, yeah.

- Look, she can't even look at a new man

without fainting dead away.

(girls laughing)

- I'm sure she's pretending.

- That one?

I've known that one for a long time,

way before she faked ill.

- Mary has a marvelous ability
for always being in trouble.

- (scoffs) Love has never killed anyone.

She's just found a way
to make it pay plenty

for her beautiful...

- I don't think that's
the reason she did it.

- Then what do you think it is?

Only a man can make Mary pass out.

She's bound to recover in the infirmary

so she can go out tonight.

(light music)

- You are Julian Olcott, sir?

- Yes, I am.

- I am Leonor MacDonald.

- [Julian] I'm very glad to know you.

- The director is expecting you.

- [Julian] Thank you.

(light dramatic music)

- Julian Olcott, correct?

- Yes, that's right.

- How do you do?

- Pleasure.

Dr. Benson told me to
see you, and here I am.

- Dr. Benson is an old friend.

He wrote to me, I've been expecting you.

Sit down, please.

- Thank you.

There's... there's something
I should tell you.

- Please sit down, doctor.

Yes, Dr. Olcott, I know everything.

Benson explained it to me, and he also said

you were acting in good faith.

- That's very kind of you.

You know the court of law
has found me to be innocent.

- I know, so here you'll just
be Professor Julian Olcott,

and the past shall be of no importance.

- Thank you.

It's very good of you.

- You don't have to thank me.

Think of your true friend, Dr. Benson.

I hope you'll be comfortable here.

Our institute is not
a house of punishment.

The girls are given a chance here,

by the generosity of our benefactors.

Without this institute,
the majority of them

would be in some state reformatory.

We are trying to give
them work and an education,

and put them back on the right road.

No one is ill treated here,

but your job will not be an easy one.

- Very good.

I shall do my best, because
it's also important

to me to find myself.

- Surely, the past can become a nightmare

unless we can free ourselves of it.

- Sir, while I was coming here I saw

a girl who had just fainted.

- Oh, that, that's Mary Smith.

Don't be concerned, because
she's just coming of age.

- (laughs) I hope the
future will be better.

- Yes.

But you must remember that here you're not

a doctor anymore, but just
a professor of science.

- Of course, I won't forget.

- If you come along, I'll
show you your quarters.

- Ah, thank you very much.

- This way please, Professor.

(light dramatic music)

(wolf howling)

- Sandy.

(wolf howling)

You hear the wolves?

The other day the farmers
had to kill two of them.

The people are going mad with fear.

- If I were Mary I would be frightened.

- Look there!

(dramatic music)

Mary!

- She brings trouble, so why bother?

It's better to forget her.

Let her go if she wants to.

- Look!

(light music)

(wolf howling)

It's Leonor.

She sees Mary, but why
doesn't she try to stop her?

- She's the one who
doesn't want to be seen.

Funny if she had a lover.

- A lover?

And who could it possibly be?

Maybe it's that new professor that

just arrived here today.

- If it is, I can understand
it, he's pretty good looking.

- Any man looks good to you.

(light dramatic music)
(wolves howling)

(Mary gasps)

- Told you you should
never be here at night.

- Let me go, don't touch me pig.

You've gotten your money.

Let me go or tomorrow
I'll spill everything,

about you and about him.

Let me go.

- Take it easy, or you'll be sorry.

I want you in one piece.

- I came here only because
of the promise you made!

(wolf howling)

(light dramatic music)

(branches snapping)

Leave me alone.

I came here because I want something.

- What is it you want now?

But I've given you everything.

- And so who needs it if I
have to stay walled in here?

Make your promise good to get me out.

You wanted a little love on the sly,

then find me a way out of this pigpen.

Tomorrow night, you hear?

Tomorrow night.

- No, Mary, you know very well
the court has sentenced you,

so only the court can possibly free you.

- My body for a middle
aged oversexed phony, eh?

Now you expect to get off the hook.

No, you don't.

- Aren't you forgetting, Mary,
that you have the letters?

The letters.

When you give them to me, I'll free you.

- They're burned.

Remember they're important
proof, very important!

So careful.

- [Alfred] No, wait!

Something can be done.

Wait!

- You won't keep me waiting,

or tomorrow you're
finished at this school.

- Mary, wait, wait!

I'll think of something!

(dramatic music)

(wolves howling)

(haunting music)

(dramatic music)

(Mary gasps)

(branches rustling)

(growling)

(growling)

(Mary screams)

(dramatic music)

(heavy breathing)

(Mary screams)
(werewolf growls)

(Mary groans)

(werewolf grumbles)

(dramatic music)

(water splashing)

(wolves howling)

(stairs creaking)

- Sheena.

Sheena!

Sheena?

(gasps)

- You really are corrupt, Alfred.

- No.

It's not about her again.

Not this time.

It's now something horrible, Sheena.

- I saw.

You're a beast, not a man,
my dear, so go to the devil.

- I haven't done anything,
I haven't done anything.

I'm not with that girl anymore, it's true.

She's blackmailing me.

The letters.

The letters!

Yesterday I wrote a letter to her

that can be a disgrace to me.

- You're not only thoroughly
miserable, Alfred,

you're without a doubt a pitiful imbecile.

- But I didn't sign them, never.

They can't possibly suspect they're mine.

- You fool.

How far do you think you would go

if everyone knew what you
really are, Sir Alfred Whiteman?

- I know, Sheena.

You're right.

(light dramatic music)

- Miss Schultz, is it all
right, please, to go in there?

I want to see her.

- No.

No, it's not possible.

Take this, this will be for the post.

(light music)

(dramatic music)

- In my report from the coroner,

he said the girl was assaulted by wolves

and she died as a result
of the injuries inflicted.

- But she could've had a meeting

with a man a little before her death.

I don't believe it
could've been the wolves.

- A girl who wanders out
at night into the forest,

and Professor, she was alone, mind you,

not to mention the probable rendezvous

with someone, could very easily
have been attacked by wolves.

- Poor girl.

It's a terrible disgrace to be destroyed

after years of work.

I fear that the good name of our institute

will be compromised.

- We can't be concerned about
the institute's good name

in a case like this, sir.

- Here's Sir Alfred Whiteman.

- Sir Alfred, something
horrible has happened.

- Sir Alfred, I believe
you know this girl.

- Yes, yes.

I believe I've seen her,
of course, at some time.

May I leave now, please?

What has occurred has upset me very much.

Excuse me.

- Sir Alfred, will you join
us sir, for a minute or so

before I have to complete my report?

Purely a formality, of course.

(light music)

Sir Alfred.

Sir Alfred!

Sir Alfred, if you wanna go soon

we can finish in a few minutes.

I can sympathize with you, but
I can't avoid the formalities.

- [Alfred] Of course.

(light music)

(paper rustling)

(Priscilla gasps)

- Priscilla, what are you doing here?

You'll be late to your next study hall.

You must go quickly.

Why are you waiting?

- I thought I'd forgotten
my notebook, Professor.

Walter, is the director in his office?

I have to see him immediately.

- Why do you have to see him?

- It's personal.

It's none of your business.

- It would be profitable to get together

with me just a little.

Give me a chance.

- I don't bargain with your kind.

- Well, now I'm finished.

We'll soften the news in all of

the papers as you asked, sir.

- You're very generous, Inspector,

and I should like to thank you in

the name of the council of the institute.

- It's my pleasure--
- Mr. Swift,

excuse me.
- Yes?

- One of the girls would
like to speak to you.

- Make her wait for me.

You shall have no reason to worry.

I'll increase the
supervision over the girls.

- There's no need to change
this institute into a prison.

No, we might as well leave the girls

in a state reformatory.

- Please don't worry, Sir Alfred,

I know well how far I can go.

(buzzing)

Yes?

What can I do for you?

- Mr. Swift, I've found
something of Mary's.

- What's that?

Sit down.

Tell me everything.

- This morning by post there
arrived a letter for Mary.

- Yes?

- I opened it.

There were only a few words.

Mary's blackmailing someone.

And in this letter
they're threatening her.

- From whom is this letter?

- There isn't any name.

- Mary and blackmail?

May I see the letter?

- No, I left it in the
dresser in the dormitory.

- We shall have to call
back the inspector.

Tommy!

Call the inspector and ask him to come

over as soon as possible.

Perhaps the letter has no
connection with the death of Mary.

However, we cannot ignore it.

- No, no, a blackmailer
is not an assassin.

They tell me they've legally established

that she was torn up by an animal,

but we're not very certain
you have told us the truth.

- The letters are here.

I only said that someone
was blackmailing Mary.

- Let's see them.

Well?

Have they just vanished?

- But they were here.

I put them here a few minutes ago.

- What do you hope to gain
with this bad hoax, girl?

But let's not waste energy by telling lies

and by alarming us.

I have fair grounds to arrest you.

Excuse me, Director.

- You must believe me, Mr. Swift.

It was here.

Who could've taken it?

Whoever did must've known that I left

a letter here.
- Don't be malicious

and accuse your companions, just because

you can't deliver this letter.

You are the only one
who has seen this letter

and we have to believe your word.

- And my report doesn't
count at all for you?

- It's not for me, it's the
police who need the facts.

You better return now.

I understand that you're upset about

the death of your friend,

however I cannot excuse your conduct.

- Mary was just assassinated.

No one will convince me
she was torn up by wolves.

- These globules, which are red,

presented in the form of minuscule discs

that are by concave, and
there are many of them.

There are around five million
in each millimeter of blood.

They're very elastic,
possessing the ability

of varying their form.

Beside elongation, which
we discussed earlier--

- You cannot be certain about that.

What connection could he
possibly have with the letter?

- He arrived only a few days ago.

Possibly he's been living in
Brensville for many months.

- Here's the chart representing
the body and blood.

(bell ringing)

Good.

We'll leave this lesson as it is for today,

and pick it up on Tuesday.

Please go now.

(muffled talking)

- You aren't coming?

- No, I wanna speak to the Professor.

- Okay.

- Professor, excuse me.

- What do you want, Priscilla?

- I wanna speak to you a moment.

- But of course.

Something you need to know?

- Have you seen Mary's body?

- Yes.

- Why didn't I and the other girls

get a chance to see it before the burial?

- Maybe it's better that you remember

her the way you last saw her.

- You know the story of the wolves.

- What do you mean?

- But those scratches, those wounds.

Were they made by a wolf?

- To my knowledge, this
has not yet been confirmed,

and I don't have any
actual reason to doubt it.

- Why did you come to instruct here?

You're not from Brensville.

- No, from another town.

And I didn't choose it, this place.

It was my destiny, not
my ambition to accept.

Wish something else right now?

- No, I felt you might know something

about the death of Mary,

but I see you won't tell me anything.

(light dramatic music)

(Priscilla gasps)

- Priscilla, what are you doing here?

- Sandy, help me, I must
open this dresser of Mary's.

- But why?
- Get a move on!

See if you could try to open it.

- One key's the same as another.

If this one can make it.
- There!

Force it.

There they are.

Take it.

"Mary, I need you and you
can have anything you want.

But I must see you.

And please reply very quickly in person.

I embrace you, my love."

Not even signed.

And also this one.

- Read it, read it.

- No, no, not yet.

No one must ever see this, because I know

which one murdered Mary.

I know the man.

- Yes.

It's very difficult to understand,

but now that you've been
with us here for a week,

what's your impression?

- Well, I don't think these girls

are any more difficult
than others of their age.

- Perhaps you're right.

But these have found
the bitterness of life

much too early.

- Yes, I must agree with you.

Even without knowing
them as well as you do.

Tell me, that one, for instance.

What's she done?

Why is she here?

- She was convicted of attempted homicide.

She was living with
that poor Mary in town.

One night a sailor was
trying to beat Mary,

almost strangled her, then Priscilla,

defending her friend,
almost killed the sailor.

- Now I understand.

That's why the news of Mary's sudden death

touched her so deeply.

- Yes.

As the girls are alone here,

a friendship like this can sometimes

be their only consolation.

- And where's the hard cash?

- He'll pay you after.

Maybe he'll give you more
because he likes you.

- I?

- Yes, you!

I do believe that money makes a person

do anything, don't you?

It's tough for a girl to
resist a fancy notion of cash

when she needs it, hm?

(light dramatic music)
(wolf howling)

Good dog.

(knocking)

(dog barking)

Stop it!

It's a friend.

I was expecting you.

- Where do we have to go?

- You'll see.

(wolf howling)

Are you afraid of the wolves?

- No.

- Come on, let's go.

Watch the house well, Wolf.

(light dramatic music)

Quickly.

We can't afford to be seen by anybody.

Come on, we haven't far to go.

(light dramatic music)

- The wolves.

- It's only the beasts fighting
among themselves, Priscilla.

Come on.

(dramatic music)

(leaves rustling)

(Priscilla gasps)

- Come on.

(water rippling)

Is this where it was, Walter?

- [Walter] What do you mean?

- [Priscilla] Is this
where they found Mary?

- How would I know?

(wolf howling)

Come on!

He's expecting you.

Go!

(dramatic music)

Go on, girl, go on.

He's waiting for you.

(door creaking)

(wolf howling)

(Priscilla gasps)

(door thudding)

(dog barking)

- Don't be afraid.

- You're Sheena Whiteman.

- You expected to find
my husband, am I right?

(dogs barking)

Stop it!

Take this.

This is so you'll have a worthwhile reason

for coming here.

To me, you're another common
slut just like all the others.

And as of now, it's finished
between you and my husband.

- Whiteman.

It was your husband.

Now it's clear to me.

- [Sheena] What's clear
to you, you little tart?

You're all alike.

You're all ready to sell yourselves.

- Yes, but, not to be killed.

Your husband has killed Mary Smith

because she received this.

- [Sheena] No, my husband
is perhaps a philanderer,

but he's not an assassin.

- Then I'll explain
all this to the police.

- I warn you, girl, you
better not be foolish,

or I'll be forced to appeal to the dogs.

- That wouldn't help you at all.

All the other letters are securely hidden,

in case they find me like my friend.

Attacked by the wolves.

- Where are the other letters?

Do you have them?

- [Priscilla] Those letters
will be delivered to the police.

I only wanna know who's written them.

- [Sheena] Oh, that's
the reason you came here.

- [Priscilla] Yes, that's the reason,

even if you don't believe me.

- Sit down.

I believe you, but also
you must listen to me.

For a long time I've
been watching my husband.

He's a strange man, he's a sadist.

Everyone else believes
he's a respectable person,

and he's not even faithful.

It's true.

It's true the other night he had

an appointment with that Mary.

I followed him, intending
to interrupt them

and put an end to it once and for all.

They met each other, and
when Alfred left her

I know that girl was alive, still living.

But suddenly, there
occurred something horrible.

It wasn't my husband
who killed your friend,

and it was not the wolves.

There was a moon.

I saw that the assassin
didn't run away immediately,

he remained in almost a contortion

for some moments on the
bridge before going.

And it was then that I
was able to recognize him.

(Priscilla gasps)

- Who's there?

- [Sheena] Where?

- Over there.

There was someone at the window.

- Oh, it was that caretaker
who brought you here.

- Who do you say is the murderer?

- I don't want to tell you.

Not now, anyway.

It's better that you keep your nose

out of this filthy mess.

The letters and all the rest.

Also that poor girl, her name
would be covered with mud.

Let her rest in peace.

- But she was assassinated.

- Another dirty scandal would
be the final ruin of us all.

And certainly wouldn't bring
back to life your Mary.

- Do you still love your husband?

- Yes.

- To the point of killing
one of his lovers?

(Sheena gasps)

- I, why?

What sort of a person do you think I am?

(dogs panting)

- The dogs.

You didn't say anything to them.

If they'd find me killed by them,

they'd believe it was the wolves.

- You are really stupid.

I've been foolish to confide in you.

(wolf howling)

(dramatic music)

(wolf howling)

(Priscilla gasps)

- Priscilla.

Come on, calm down.

What are you doing here at this hour?

- Maybe I should ask you the same thing.

- But I... I can respond to that.

I'm fixing traps to free
the forest from the wolves.

- In a certain sense, we
were doing the same thing.

- What do you have to tell?

- Oh, nothing.

Were you the one that was
following me, Professor?

- No.

Absolutely, why?

- I don't know.

It seemed like someone was following me.

- Come on, I think I'd
better go back with you

to the institute.

- I'm certainly safer going
with you than going alone.

- Priscilla, I'm sorry, but,

I have to make a report.

You were told not to come here.

- Make it.

You don't have to worry about me.

- You're a strange girl.

- Is that a compliment?

- Oh, perhaps.

(light dramatic music)

(light dramatic music)

(Sheena gasps)

(Sheena coughs)

(gasping)

You're too pessimistic.

Even if life is hard,
it's worthwhile living it.

You must believe in something.

(wolves whimpering)
(wolves howling)

Don't be afraid.

It's only a wolf that must've just

fallen into one of my traps.

- You have to go?

- Yes.

Excuse me, it's really necessary.

You know, the wolves know
how to free themselves

and escape with a broken foot.

- Oh.

Don't be worried.

I'm almost there already.

Professor?

- Yes?

- The report?

- Don't worry about it.

I won't say anything to
anybody about it this time.

I won't even ask what you
were doing out at this hour.

You see?

I have faith in you.

- Thank you.

- Priscilla?

(light dramatic music)

- Professor?

Is it you?

(dramatic music)

(spooky music)

(snarling)

(Priscilla screams)

(dog barking)

(Priscilla gasps)

(werewolf snarling)

(church bells dinging)

(muffled talking)

(ropes creaking)

- Sheena was all to me.

A companion both good
and kind and devoted.

(dramatic music)

- Seems she was attacked by a monster.

One of the girls from the institute.

And she was saved by a dog.

- One of the girls saw this.

She said his right arm
was torn open by the dog.

- The police have to inspect
each and every man in these--

- Absolutely.

(light music)

(muffled talking)

- If the police are asleep here,

we'll have to try and find it ourselves.

- Certainly.

Brensville will not lay down.

- We'll find him.

- Yes, we'd better act
before he strikes again.

We don't want him to get
hold of one of our children.

- Sherry.

- Okay, talk.

- She's still in the infirmary.

In the dresser we didn't find anything.

- You must, you have to find them.

If I don't recover those
letters, I cannot rest.

- Look at that man!

His right arm isn't functioning!

(talking over each other)

- [Man] He's the caretaker
of the institute!

- Sir Alfred!

- The girl was attacked right in

the vicinity of the guardhouse.

- [Man] Certainly it's him!

- [Man] Come on, what are we waiting for?

- [Man] Careful, don't move!

(dramatic music)

(muffled talking)

- He mustn't get out of here.

He must account for what he has done.

- Stop it!

You're all going mad.

Let go of that knife.

Walter, nobody's going to do you any harm.

Now let him pass through.

- The man's hand.

Look men, look at his hand!
- And!

This man has no scar on his hand.

His hand has been like
this since he was born.

Now we're leaving.

Step aside!

Come on.

- Come on, go and sit
down, nothing is happening.

Get going, boys

- What were you doing with Sir Alfred?

- Nothing, Dr. Swift.

Why?

- Return to the institute.

These people could do you great harm.

- Yes, sir.

(light dramatic music)

(Priscilla gasps)

- Oh, Professor.

- But why are you crying, hm?

It's all in the past now.

Calm yourself, hm?

Here you are protected.

- Yes, yes.

But it isn't that.

- Then what is all this?

- Sheena Whiteman.

- Sheena?

Is this what's troubling you?

Tell me why.

You must have faith in me, Priscilla.

You know that you can trust me.

- Finally!

They wouldn't even let me in here,

they told me I mustn't stay long.

Oh, excuse me, I'm not disturbing you?

- No.

I was just telling the professor

how very pleased I am to see him.

- Priscilla.
- But at this point

it's better to say it all.

Right, Professor?
- Oh!

- Sir Alfred, we've been
risking our reputation for him.

Just what am I to do?

This whole story repulses me!

- In saving him you saved the
reputation of the institute.

(knocking)

- [Director] Come in!

Sandy, what is it?

- I must speak to you,
it's something terrible.

- Well, what is it?

So speak!

- I know who the monster is.

- What's that?

- Julian Olcott, the professor of science.

He has a badly damaged arm.

- This is not enough
proof to even mention.

- Mary was murdered the
night of his arrival.

It's him and he's in the infirmary

with Priscilla, talking to her.

- Go and call Professor Olcott now,

and don't tell anyone what
you've just said to me.

- But I--

- Listen, if your suspicions are correct,

I shall call the police.

Now go ahead.

Tommy, call Professor Olcott immediately.

- I cannot tell you too often,

but I must have those letters.

- With pleasure, Sir Alfred.

If the letters are still here

in the institute, I'll find 'em.

- Good.

- You wanted to see me, sir?

- Yes.

What, in your opinion,
happened in the woods?

- Well, I believe it has
to do with a lycanthropus.

- In other words, a sort of werewolf.

- Exactly.

- Please explain this to me further.

- What is this, an interrogation?

- Better to tell me than
the police, don't you think?

- Yes, of course.

Well, you know of my career as a doctor.

It was terminated by a tragic incident.

I was working for Dr. Benson
at the mental hospital

for the criminally insane.

There was a girl.

She was accused of homicide.

But the poor girl could not absolutely

recall killing anyone.

She seemed perfectly normal.

I must add, I was in love with her.

- Continue, please.

- In a full moon she would
behave in a very strange way.

She would lose complete control of herself

and transform absolutely.

And her face was like a beast's.

Professionally I wanted
to try to help her,

and after a certain time, I
discovered a temporary antidote.

And it's so difficult, actually,

without my using the medical
terms to explain this--

- I've always been interested in medicine

and I think I could follow you.

- The pituitary gland controls
the function of the hormones,

influencing the sexual
organs and the thyroid,

and as a direct reaction it can cause

a psychophysical transformation.

My colleagues refuted this theory of mine,

and I had proven it unequivocally.

For example, at every lunar cycle,

the pituitary gland acts strangely

and becomes enlarged at the
start of the transformation.

Our psycho controls upset the balance

of the neuroglandular system,

causing incredible distortions
in the skin, hair, and teeth.

In this state the patient cannot be saved.

I was successful with the
extract of the brain of a wolf

while I was experimenting on her.

One night she gave herself an overdose.

Perhaps I made it too strong.

And the police then
accused me of killing her.

Do you want to know more?

- In observing the body of Mary,

did you feel the crime was
committed by a lycanthropus?

- Yes.

I'm almost sure about it.

I continued my studies in this matter.

- And this led you to other discoveries?

Is it possible to rid yourself completely?

- I don't know.

But that's not of importance anymore.

Since I've been here I've been trying

to capture a wolf to extract his glands.

- They're not rare in our forests.

But tell me, Professor,

have you ever experimented on yourself?

- Once.

I had to find out what it would be like

for a normal human being.

It was impossible to observe myself.

- Would you mind showing
me your right arm?

- No, of course not.

Yes, it's hurt.

But I did not attack Priscilla.

- A strange coincidence, don't you think?

Before you arrived,
there never was any talk

about monsters in this town.

- And you think that I'm--

- Professor,

you said yourself that a person

can be completely out of
control during a crisis.

How much does he remember afterwards?

- Nothing.

Absolutely nothing.

Not even one sign remains of it.

I assure you that this is what happens.

Anyway, I must assure you of one thing.

I hurt myself accidentally.

- Professor, I want to
believe every word of it,

though it may not appear that way.

But I advise you, however,
to take great care.

Perhaps you had better
discontinue your experiment.

- Absolutely not.

I can't.

The life of a human
being may depend on it.

- And who might this be?

- I don't know.

You asked me to tell you
about a lycanthropus.

His sickness must have satisfaction,

and the next transformation
he'll try again.

- And you believe that if you manage

to find a definite antidote

you'll probably save
the life of that person.

And you know who the attacker is!

- Well, if I should discover an antidote

I'm sure that this person would
certainly want to be helped.

- Sick or not, Professor.

He'll be obliged to give himself up.

- I'm a doctor.

It's not fair to treat a
lycanthropus like a murderer.

If ever I'm successful in finding a cure,

these poor victims could possibly begin

to lead a normal life like others.

- Perhaps you're right.

If you think murder won't
bother his conscience.

- If you should ever find
out that I am the monster,

I should like to be treated the same

as you would like to be.

- I understand you perfectly.

(dogs barking)

(light dramatic music)

(wolf howling)

(Sandy gasps)

(muffled yelling)
(dramatic music)

(girls screaming)

- Silence, girls!

(dramatic music)

- [Julian] What was all
the screaming about?

- [Director] I heard the screams too.

- He tried to kill one of the girls

and he sped up the tower stairs.

- What?

That's impossible!

(muffled talking)

Look there!
- Where?

- At the top of the stairs!

- [Man] There he is.

- Walter, stop or I'll shoot!

- [Leonor] Girls, go
back in the dormitory,

this is nothing for you to see.

- I said stop or I'll shoot!

(dramatic music)

(door rattling)

- [Girl] There he is hanging on the tower.

- Watch out!

(Walter screams)

- [Woman] Oh, he's broke his neck.

- [Girl] Is he dead?

(dramatic music)

- Well?

- There's nothing more to do.

(muffled talking)

- [Girl] He was the monster.

He tried to kill Sandy.

- Enough of that.

Miss Leonor, get them all inside.

- [Leonor] Go on, girls, enough now.

Go on inside.

- Was he the monster?

- Perhaps the monster never existed.

Walter smothered the girl.

Now please, go on, Tommy.

- I'm going to call the police.

- All right.

- [Priscilla] Professor?

(dramatic music)
- Priscilla.

- What's happened?

- Priscilla, it's terrible.

Walter killed himself.

- No!

- It's true.

We caught him by surprise
fleeing from the dormitory

after he tried to kill one of the girls.

Sandy.

- Sandy?
- Yes.

- So Walter was the monster.

- No.

He couldn't be the monster.

- But why not?

- Because Walter had a dog.

And dogs can't stand the odor of wolves.

- This is appalling, Sir Alfred.

- Yes.

It's like a compulsion I
have here inside of me.

And why am I like this?

I don't know why.

But I've never killed anybody.

I've always paid, I've
always paid for everything.

- Those that seem the best
sometimes commit the worst.

You know, you've killed Walter.

- No!

I only asked him to find the letters.

I didn't know he'd be foolish
enough to risk his life.

You must help me!

- By helping you, Miss
Leonor and I were almost

involved in this dirty scandal.

If Miss Leonor and I had not discovered

the letters, you would be in jail.

- I'm innocent!

If only Sheena was still alive.

- But why?

- Because Sheena, that
night when Mary was killed,

she followed me.

She saw who it was.

- Don't invent these absurd stories,

there's no need for it.

I have no intention of denouncing you.

- I haven't had a moment
of peace since Sheena died.

It's as if I had killed
her with my own hands.

If only I had the courage to kill myself.

But Sheena knew, she knew.

- If she knew, why didn't she speak up?

- I don't know.

Maybe she kept silent to blackmail me.

She said that with one word she

could send me to the gallows.

- Even the death of your own wife

looks strange in the light of this story.

- Strange?

You think that I...

- I'm not thinking anything.

What are you going to do?

- What would you do?

If you destroy me, you
destroy yourself as well.

- Go, Sir Alfred!

(light dramatic music)
(wolf howling)

- Why didn't you tell me about Sir Alfred?

- Because I was afraid.

I don't know much about you, Julian.

You continue to have secrets.

Julian, I know you're a medical doctor.

- Oh.

Well then.

You must also know that I'm a failure.

- Julian, is one mistake really so bad?

- Oh, no.

But it's a battle, Priscilla.

One cannot forget the past
when it keeps following you.

All right, let's go.

There are more important
things to be done now.

(doorbell buzzing)

Excuse us, Sir Alfred,
but it's very important

that we see you.

- I'm sorry, but I don't have
a lot of time to give you.

Please.

- Sir Alfred, I have a very
delicate question to ask you.

Let me assure you that I will
tell no one of this visit.

- But I don't understand,
Professor Olcott,

I have nothing to hide.

- You're in bad trouble because

of your relations with Mary Smith.

- How dare you, Sir!

- The letters.

Sir Alfred, that is not the point.

I want to know exactly what happened

that night you met with Mary in the woods.

- Professor, are you accusing me?

Do you have any proof?

- I didn't say that.

But I wondered if you'd
come with me to the police.

- The police?

- Yes.

I don't doubt your innocence,

but there are some facts
that have to be cleared up.

- I don't have to defend myself!

You're crazy if you think that I--

- Please believe me, don't worry.

We don't want a scandal.

I know, the facts are all
against you right now,

but if you have nothing to
hide, why are you afraid?

- All right.

Perhaps I was wrong.

So we had a relationship, but
that's all there was to it.

There's no reason to believe
that I would murder her.

Excuse me, will you, one moment please.

I'll go get the letters and
you can see for yourself.

(stairs creaking)

- Well, what about him?

- It's a possibility.

(gun banging)
(dramatic music)

(haunting music)
(wolf howling)

(dramatic music)

(dog growling)

(dramatic music)

(muffled yelling)

(chain jingling)

(werewolf snarling)

(light dramatic music)

(werewolf groaning)

(Leonor moaning)

(dramatic music)

(sighs)

- Leonor!

Leonor.

Leonor!

(light music)

Leonor.

- Ted.

- My pretty Leonor.

- It's necessary to
have a second injection.

- I know.

- But darling, please, let
us finish the cure now.

- No!

Better that you leave me like this.

I wish that you hadn't
been late that night.

- I arrived too late.

Probably at that moment Mary
was escaping in the woods

and might well have seen me come here.

- Don't have remorse now.

- You don't know what I've done.

- Leonor, you're thinking
about Sheena Whiteman.

- How did you know that?

- Sir Alfred told me that Sheena knew

who Mary's murderer was.

- I was so frightened.

Sheena and Priscilla saw
each other in the forest.

I saw it through the window.

Sheena must've seen you
kill Mary that night.

You must know I was forced to do it.

- And she recognized me.

- Yes.

- Oh, all the bad I've done.

- But we must fight back to save you,

because without you I don't exist.

- Leonor, the second injection.

You know I'm not a murderer.

(dog barking)
Watch out!

(Leonor groans)
Leonor!

Get away from her!

Get away from her!

Leonor!

I can't help you, Leonor!

Get away from her, you filthy beast.

Get away from her!

Leonor, I can't help you!

Get away!

Leonor.

Leonor!

My darling.

The key, Leonor.

(light music)

(dog growling)

You.

I'll kill you.

I'll kill you!

Get away from me.

You killed Leonor.

I'm gonna beat your brains out!

I'll kill you!

I'll kill you!

Murdering dog.

I'll kill you!

Kill, kill!

I'll kill you!

Kill you, kill, kill!

I'll kill you!

- You must've known it was Walter,

you were with him that
night in the guardhouse.

- So what?

And now?

- Listen to that story.

Tell us, Pris, is it
because you're making

time with a professor that you're being

so very uppity about it?

(girls laughing)

- Don't listen to her, please.

(girls gasping)

- [Girl] Hurry up.

- Miss Leonor will not
be with you this morning.

She had to leave for reasons of her own.

You may stay in the park this morning,

and tomorrow you'll attend
the funeral of Walter.

(muffled talking)

Silence!

You have no right to judge others,

much less when they are dead.

Judgment is for God alone.

(light dramatic music)

- [Inspector] Be calm.

After all, he got what he deserves.

- No!

(dog barking)

- Wolf!
- Get away.

Get away from here!

- Here, back here!

Wolf!

- The death of his master
might've affected him.

A beast sometimes is especially sensitive.

- It's true.

Perhaps he feels guilty of Walter's death.

I'm going now.

(light dramatic music)
(dog barking)

- Wolf!

Wolf!

What are you doing?

Leave me alone.

Wolf, where are you taking me?

(Wolf barks)

Wolf!

Wolf!

What are you looking for?

(Priscilla gasps)

(Priscilla screams)

(dramatic music)

- What are you doing here?

- There.

Over in the woods.

It's terrible.

- What's happened?
- It's terrible.

- What have you seen?

- I've seen a corpse, it's Walter.

- What are you saying to me?

You're imagining things.
- No, I've seen it!

It's not my imagination.

The dog led me to it.

Wolf.
- The dog.

- I followed him and he
took me into the woods.

At a certain place he began to
dig and uncovered something.

It was Walter.

- You're still in shock from that night.

Come inside, I'll get
you something to drink.

All right, I'll go inform the police,

but if they find nothing again this time.

Come in.

- But if the body of Walter
is buried in the woods,

who could be buried in the cemetery?

(dramatic music)

Mr. Swift?

Mr. Swift, what are you doing?

Can't you hear me?

(werewolf growling)

(dramatic music)

(Priscilla moans)

(door rattling)

(werewolf snarling)
(Priscilla screams)

(gun banging)

(dramatic music)

(werewolf growling)

(Priscilla screams)

(gun banging)

(werewolf growls)

(light dramatic music)

(dramatic music)

(light music)

- Leonor.

Leonor!

I've killed again.

- You haven't killed Priscilla.

I shot you, I had to.

- It's...

It's better this way.

Without... without Leonor
I don't want to live.

She... she...

Was with me always.

Tried her best.

But it's no use now.

I murdered Mary Smith in the woods.

- Don't excite yourself--
- But how I killed her,

I don't remember.

I hoped it could be cured.

I followed your research.

I begged Benson to send you.

Leonor... Leonor is in Walter's grave.

It's she we buried in the cemetery.

May God forgive me.

- Well, now it's finished.

(light music)

- The moon, it was a nightmare for me.

- I know.

Now the nightmare has passed.

(light music)