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THE SINISTER DOCTOR ORLOFF

Not for love.

Not even to enjoy an easy affair.

I hate them. When I see them walk.

Provocative. When I hear them laugh.

Because they have the right, to live, to be happy.

And my poor Melissa...

Lies so many years trapped in a coma.

With her beautiful skin all burned.

Melissa... Mother...

My love and sorrow entwined.

I will save you.

I'll give you back your life.

And your smile.

Even at the cost of the lives of those wretches,

of those filthy whores.

I give you this solemn oath from your devoted son...

Doctor... Alfred Orloff.

Melissa...

My love.

I love you...

although you are my mother.

I'll save you. I'll give you back your life.

My father, your husband guilty

for his negligence in the fire that took your life and your beauty.

He could with his science keep you young.

But I will revive you.

And will forever see your sweet smile,

and enjoy your voice.

Hear again that lullaby

that echoes in my ears, since childhood.

If for that I must eliminate...

a few of those sluts,

you won't suffer, mother.

Melissa, my love.

Yes, my father, has done much for you

but my science is beyond his.

I know I will triumph.

It's clear Inspector, we're facing another abduction by a maniac.

- Why? - The same evidence.

A girl who enjoys life, living alone.

The madman attacks her and carries her off, like the others.

- But why? - To kill her, I guess.

- And maybe burn the bodies. - You've a vivid imagination

- Can you prove your beautiful theories? - No... No.

But little by little I hope we'll make progress. This time there's a witness.

- Can he be trusted? - I don't really think so.

We'll talk with him anyway. Where is he?

Come on.

Is this the witness?

I'm the owner of a very modern haberdashers.

The Golden Thimble.

The truth is, I'm not the sole owner. I have a very handsome partner.

His name is Manolo, but everyone calls him Gila 'cos he's so funny.

You see Inspector...

The truth, is that he is my lover.

I don't mind saying so now that we're a democracy.

Isn't that right, Inspector?

Alright. Tell me what you've seen and heard.

Of course, son. That's why I'm here.

To help justice. I'd be only too delighted.

My duty is to help justice.

Especially if it has big eyes like yours.

I was just embroidering one or two divine things in my room,

Manolo had gone and I was all a flutter.

Then suddenly, I heard a terrible cry.

It was such an awesome thing. It was so...

I said to myself: Agapito, that's mysterious.

Because my name is Agapito del Pi

Then what do I do? I get up and go out. To see.

But what? I open the window. Look out into the cold night.

And Bam! A man...

A man so big, and handsome, you know.

Carrying in his arms, a woman into the stormy night.

A very macho man.

He wore dark glasses. I particularly noticed this.

And the madam was completely naked.

Completely naked. Like in the films with those sluts.

Then they walked off, got into a car.

And then gone!

It's impossible, Alfred.

I've tried so many times.

With so much, so much perseverance.

But I must try.

And I'll get there.

Father, I must continue.

I forbid you, son

I forbid you.

Here it is.

- Don't let your coffee get cold. - Thanks, I'm coming.

- Must you work on Sundays, too? - Yes.

Look at this.

How is it possible for the police to give to an inexperienced inspector

the case of the missing young women?

Or should we think that the young Tanner...

has well placed and important protectors. Or do they want

these crimes to go unpunished?

- What a load of shit! - Take no notice. Listen.

There's something that you shouldn't forget.

You have a woman who loves you,

and who deserves to be taken to dinner once in a while.

You know, I've spent a whole week waiting for this day.

That's right.

Alright then. Get ready.

I feel terror in the night.

I know your call...

is far too strong.

I'll go out, search for another woman.

Lose myself in the bustle,

forgetting the promises I made to my father.

I know that he's right.

But I'm carried away

by the sordid pleasures of seeing them moan,

quivering in my arms.

And hearing their cries in the night.

Like a music so wild, unhealthy.

If you want to talk, we'll have to go somewhere less noisy.

Come on, darling. Let's leave here.

Sit down.

But... but...

What do you want?

But what the...

Don't be stupid.

What's that shit you're smelling?

Let me have a go too.

I'm high.

I like it more than a sip.

You'll take advantage of me.

Who's there?

No!

Come on Andros, this way.

Follow me.

Let me try it.

One more time, father.

You're crazy, Alfred. You can't defy science.

You believe that your findings...

I'm a disciple of yours. But times have changed.

What once seemed impossible, is now no longer.

Your experiments have failed, Alfred...

As mine did before. I fought to save Melissa

until I was overcome by old age...

and paralysis.

Father, my only reason in life is to follow your work.

It led me to a life...

of crime! Trying...

to graft onto the body of Melissa the living cells of other women.

I can disintegrate and then reintegrate them into Melissa.

Return to your killing.

You behave like a monster just as I once did.

I've based my theories on those of Fisher, father.

Human atomization is a reality.

I've experimented on animals.

- And I've revived them. - You can't...

atomize the soul of a human being.

But that's not the case with my mother.

Melissa lives in a latent state.

I know I can succeed, father.

Let me try. One more time.

Just once.

One last time.

I'm sorry. I'm on edge.

I've noticed.

Always the case of the abducted girls.

Another has disappeared, we believe murdered.

But know nothing more.

One day they'll find the bodies.

I don't know what to think.

I don't understand.

There are now six cases of these missing girls.

We haven't got the slightest clue.

Just some vague statement

that would have the press making fun of us.

And there's no trace, nothing?

Nothing.

All we know is that there's a man

who meets these girls.

Always downtown...

Always down by the market.

Why not set a trap?

Why not?

Send a policewoman dressed as a whore to attract him.

You've seen too many police shows.

But in real life...

it would be pointless.

Why not?

Because policewoman in real life, aren't like Charlie's Angels.

He'd smell them a mile away.

They're rather strong and fat.

Again, look at your work.

The fine theories of this vile Andros.

And this is what you have achieved.

A monster.

No sight, almost deaf.

led by his nose and the instincts of a lower animal.

He's without will, without reason.

And you plan to integrate another woman into the body of Melissa.

Father, don't talk to me like this.

Sacrificing new lives to your failures.

Of course...

You'll end your days in prison.

Even if I do, Melissa merits the sacrifice.

Father, I've seen a woman.

- Alfred, you're playing with fire. - No, father.

I've seen a woman, much like my mother.

- Integration is possible. - One crime more.

What if you're wrong again,

and if you fail?

Taking the lives of so many innocents...

without any justification.

But this time, it's different.

I have the feeling, that with time...

the killing of these woman

has become a pleasure for you.

You say so, because that happened to you.

And that, was your own experience.

The next time don't try in this house, or I'm finished with you.

- It's quite clear, Inspector. - Yes, you don't say.

Very clear. The testimony of the tramp will give us the guilty parties.

You've read the books of Jacques Bergier?

Never heard of him.

- The killer disintegrates... - What the hell is this?

And then integrates the bodies in another place.

- What are you saying? - Elementary.

Well, let's see this guy

I think you'll end up going crazy.

Treat him with kid gloves. These bums are very sensitive.

Go and see if they've moved the body.

OK boss, I'll leave you two alone.

I'll try and defend myself.

Hey man!

- I have a few questions - I swear to tell the truth.

Okay, so you found the body?

Yes, comrade, I had the misfortune.

Tell me. D'you know how it got there?

Search me. It just appeared.

- What do you do? - Not very much. Live.

Before, I was a peddler, Now with inflation nobody buys a thing.

Before I had other jobs.

Well digger, plumber, street cleaner.

But here I am. I don't even collect the dole.

And how did it all happen?

That's what I ask myself. The stupidest thing in my whole life.

The first time I heard something strange.

Yes Sir, something very strange.

But I'd been down to the Palace, with the Weaver, a friend with a moustache.

A tavern in front of the landfill. They serve crap wine, not like before.

Never mind about all those details. Just stick to the point.

I'm not fucking about. That girl's body seemed right out of place

And you can't blame me for hanging out with certain people.

Mind your words.

OK, mate. The first time I thought it was the fumes.

But no? It wasn't the fumes?

Of course not. Because a few days later, in the same place,

I started to poke around and saw some girl disappear by magic

in a strange room, with lightning.

Well, where did all this happen?

Good question.

In a strange house, not far from here. Elegant, but very unusual.

There's some good garbage, which is why I go there, but the folks

don't like me at all.

What are they called?

Perlor or Orlor, I think.

Americans or Germans, or somewhere there.

Rabble. If I was you,

I'd have a look round there.

You'd have more luck than I did with the garbage.

So says Perico, alias El Bose. Cute eh?

If I guess what you're thinking, you'll do what I ask?

- Yes. - You're thinking of the missing girls.

You're right in one.

Well, now you've got to kiss me.

- Isn't there any music? - No.

- How is that possible? - I hate music.

Oh, you're boring. Clear off.

Never mind. Isn't there any light?

No, it's broken.

What a jerk. No music, no light.

And dough, you've got some?

Why?

- I said why? - If the fucker don't pay he don't get his way.

- How much for this fucker? - Well, that depends.

Whether you want ordinary or special services.

- How much for making love? - For you, a thousand.

- For the other side? - Another thousand.

And special services?

Give me another thousand.

Now, whatever you want.

- Get undressed. - You got a hard on?

No, come on.

Watch out for my wig.

What are you doing?

You don't play games with money.

Where are you going? Come back here.

What's the matter?

You're crazy.

What're you doing?

What're you going to do? You're crazy!

What's wrong with you?

What are you doing?

You're crazy.

- Hello? - Inspector, there's been a crime.

- They've killed my baby boy. - What was his name?

- Pussywuss. - Pussywuss?

Yes, my angora cat.

- Here's the suspect. - Come in, come in.

Sit down, please.

- Your name please. - Alfred Orloff.

Do you own the property in Vaguarda Nueva?

Yes, Sir.

Can I ask your profession?

My profession is... Doctor. Biologist.

- I suppose you've heard of me? - Of course, your name is famous.

This young man told me to come.

Let's not waste time. What do you want?

I ask you, doctor.

Forgive us for all this inconvenience.

But there are certain people here who will get what they deserve.

Am I to understand that you don't need me?

Of course not. You can go.

Come here.

I've met many officers in my life, but...

You are by far the stupidest. Go with the doctor.

- Hello? - I think I've found the murderer.

- You know who he is? - A lap dog.

Stupid.

Mario!

My love, I won't be back till later.

Things are getting worse. We have to hunt down the murderer.

I love you.

I must believe only in her.

In Melissa.

And in love.

And fight only for her.

I must find this woman, who is so like my mother.

I will find her.

She has to be a whore that I'll find down town.

Her look provokes me.

With her beautiful eyes.

With her...

The operation will be... perfected.

- Where are you going, sweetie? - Leave me alone, please.

Suit yourself.

Hey, you. Wait.

Wait, gorgeous.

Hey!

Wait for me.

I have to talk to you. Wait.

Wait a minute.

Wait for me.

- Hi, I've got a problem. - Yes, well don't tell me.

- I've got a comfortable apartment. - Well, so what?

Come. There's plenty to drink.

Grass if you want it. And a double bed with a great big TV

- Then why not go to sleep? - That's my problem.

I was bored and couldn't sleep.

- This place is full of girls. - But the one I like is you.

Come and have a drink and I'll explain my problem.

Alright if you want, but not to your place.

Welcome. Welcome to my palace.

Oh, it's lovely.

Phenomenal. Yes, sir.

You've got flowers. They prick.

Come. Sit down.

Sit down here.

D'you like me?

- I'll get you a drink. - Good.

- What would you like? - What have you got?

- Bourbon, tequila, coconut milk. - Coco.

- You're a weirdo. - You think you're normal?

You'd think you were in a comedy.

Me? Why d'you say that?

- It was a joke. - Give me my coco.

Come on. Come on, you.

Life is wonderful!

Here it is. Take it.

Here's to life.

- As beautiful as a rose. - Wait.

Like some more?

No, I've had enough.

- I'm drunk. - Really?

- You're just like Melissa. - Don't call me Melissa.

You're exactly like the person

I've most wanted in all my life.

I don't know, because you aren't nice to her.

- Stop it. I don't want to. - I don't want to, believe me.

Well, leave me alone.

What are you doing?

It smells lovely.

Why is it so stupid, nature.

Creating the most beautiful things...

But all...

have their hateful side.

This rose...

is full of thorns.

And you...

for example...

You are...

a filthy slut!

A dirty, filthy slut.

Hey, you! Where are you?

Come here.

Where are you?

- Inspector Tanner? - Yes.

Any news?

Right now, nothing.

- I've redoubled patrols. - Keep me up to date.

OK.

Hello, Inspector.

- What is it Malu? - No change, all very quiet.

- Keep watching. - Whatever you say.

Boss, boss. One more thing.

I don't know how what to say. There's a blonde.

- Looks like a whore. - A whore you say?

She met a dark guy and went with him.

The thing is, this blonde...

She looks like your wife.

- My wife? - Yes, I was surprised. It looks serious

Keep track of them.

My love, I want to help. I'm going down to the market.

I'll try and meet with the killer. Tell your men not to lose sight of me.

I didn't tell you before, because I know you wouldn't have let me.

I have no eyes, but I know...

You... are good.

- Who are you? - I'm Andros.

The son of Doctor Orloff.

What do you want with me?

Goodbye.

Check this out.

Watch out, Boss.

Give me a hand.

This is the cell where they lock their victims.

I can see. Let's go.

She's dead, Andros.

What can have happened?

Andros?

- Muriel, darling. I'll take care of you - No, who?

I don't know you. I'm Melissa Orloff.

I'm sorry Inspector. Orloff's theories have triumphed.

He's used the body of your wife to revive Melissa Orloff.

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