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Rascals!

Parasites of the world!

Sir, you're just a bit of walking sternum.

What right do you have to bother me?

You have all the scientists of the world on your back, Professor.

You mean the merchants.

The temple is polluted. I'm going away.

Rascals!

The nations of the world are going to covet the Annulator then.

I've already said it. The world is not for sale.

Who is the world personality you admire the most?

Dracula!

Is it true the Annulator could bring you the Nobel prize, Professor?

Professor, how do you see the next war?

It will be as I want it to be.

It is said you're pursuing your research alone. Is it true?

A last word of conclusion?

Good night!

THE UNKNOWN MAN OF SHANDIGOR

ARRIVAL OF SPIES

Delicious music!

Marvellous! Don't you think?

Sylvaine?

It's time.

Yes, father.

All is ready, father.

I was waiting for the end of the piece.

You're in love with this music, aren't you?

From now on it will be our daily bread.

Thank you, father.

Other people's lives have ceased to exist for us.

I belong no more to this horde of merchants.

Our world will not extend beyond the walls of this house.

You seem to be scared by the life style I'm proposing you.

Did the people on the outside mean so much to you?

Do you know why your mother married me?

For my beauty...

and my virility.

Good night, father.

What are you thinking about?

On your guard!

At ease.

Good.

Almost very good.

However the gesture should be silent.

For speed you're perfect.

The music doesn't impede your reflexes.

But, if you please, with more serenity.

Good.

CONSPIRACY OF SPIES

CONSPIRACY OF SPIES In 57 seconds initiation will begin.

Hide your instruments. Dim the lights.

The amazing discovery of von Krantz and then his strange resignation

are worrying the world science community. That's good.

THE RUSSIANS ARE INTERCEPTING THE AMERICAN MESSAGE

Believe me,

to buy von Krantz or to take the Annulator formula by force

we need a scientist.

When his name was Bobby Kuhn in the Wehrmacht,

Bobby Gun was attached to the chemical experience service.

As you know, Bobby Gun is now working for us.

He's one of our best agents.

Bobby Gun will reside at the Intercontinental Hotel.

And his men will take quarters at Central Bowling.

Here is the plan for the residence.

Annulator X-113 exists only as blueprints.

We need to...

grab them.

RUSSIAN HEADQUARTERS

This invention could defuse all nuclear war machines in the world.

"Sterilize them", according to the agreeable phrasing of the Professor.

In other words:

Anyone grabbing those plans

could rule the world with impunity.

Any deterrent power would be ineffective against him.

Do you understand?

Von Krantz is now hiding the Annulator formula at his home.

We know the location.

A villa located in an isolated place in the suburbs.

Beware...

A little useful detail...

The villa's entrance is always opened like the jaws of a trap.

Secondly: His daughter, Sylvaine. She never leaves the house.

Statistically and psychologically she's the old man's weak spot.

She's the perfect hostage.

I will just add that it would be funny,

crazily funny, atrociously funny,

for the world proletariat to receive such a Christmas gift

from the hands of that old Swiss reactionary.

HIDEOUT OF THE AMERICANS

Any good news, boys?

- It's done, Mr. Gun. - Bravo.

Do you have the pictures?

Yes. If we keep on we'll soon be taking them in front of von Krantz.

To tell you the truth...

it's the secret wish of the White House.

Let's go.

Villa von Krantz.

North façade.

The exterior of the laboratory.

Villa's main entrance.

Professor's room.

His assistant's room.

Ground floor.

Exterior of the drawing room.

- That's it. - OK. You've done a fine job.

I don't know if they will be useful

but transfer them to microfilm and send them to the Pentagon.

A bunch of vampires, reptiles, scolopendrae.

They call themselves scientists.

Merchants.

Yes, merchants searching to pollute the well of life.

I'm searching for a way to save the world.

I find it. I break the claws of anguish.

Do you think they would be relieved? No.

They only want to reach military hegemony thanks to my invention.

Yvan...

Did you notice how I look like the Annulator formula?

When the final equation was written I saw myself in it.

They would like me to abuse my own image.

It would be like a lizard vomiting his own skin.

What are you observing now?

Your hands.

You have fairy's hands.

The wicked fairy.

I don't like mankind.

Or, rather, I like it in a jar full of arsenic.

Where are you going?

What are you looking at?

Miss Sylvaine.

She's in the garden.

She's taking a walk.

Sylvaine.

SYLVAINE AND THE BEAST

SYLVAINE AND THE BEAST The beast!

SYLVAINE AND THE BEAST

SYLVAINE AND THE BEAST The beast!

It's his time.

Fear.

It can be tamed.

Funny...

isn't it?

It's the best way to attract attention!

The top ranks will never understand.

I need to be invisible and they give me a commando.

What's the use of it?

We don't want to attack von Krantz's house.

Target 2. Fire!

Look out!

- Look out! - Damn! To the cars.

Wait for me! Wait for me!

We'll pass by the top of the hill to avoid them.

Wait for me! Wait for me!

THE LESSON

Camouflage is the first necessity in our trade.

Who says camouflage says disguise.

To take someone else's face.

To be noticed is for any moron.

To be invisible is the chameleon's art.

An accomplished spy is at the same time

psychologist, artist, funambulist, conjurer.

He must exercise with assiduity, obstination, passion

to maintain skilfulness.

Our lives are at stake.

I will show you a few examples.

No kidding, of course.

A mourning grave-digger.

A tragic actress.

A duchess.

A lady.

A yellow man.

A black man.

A white man.

An important note:

You will always keep your accessories with you.

I assure you, it will all fit in this briefcase.

You just have to learn to arrange things. With precision.

VON KRANTZ IS PHOTOGRAPHING THE ANNULATOR BLUEPRINTS

Done.

And now burn everything.

- Don't we keep copies? - No. Singles. On film.

The film could spoil.

We thought of that.

Ultra secret and confidential report on Koralnikoff project:

The Koralnikoff project is pure stupidity.

Koralnikoff is a stupid mouse running straight into a mouse-trap.

Do you like doors wide open with a trap behind? I don't.

I deeply studied the von Krantz question.

I have 40.000 reports on the table.

Masons, locksmiths, mechanics, electricians,

opticians, electronics engineers, chemists.

To sum it up briefly, a fly caught in a spider's web has less to fear

than a man venturing in von Krantz's place.

I won't risk the life of any comrade

in this wheeling-reactionary's place. Not even one!

My suggestion is very simple.

I want the albino in flesh and blood.

He's von Krantz's assistant.

A young man with white hair and black glasses.

He's von Krantz's confident. His favourite. He knows everything.

I want this man. Only him and nothing more.

Signed: Shostakovitch.

Look! The handsome Manuel.

Him again.

Are you still in love with this play-boy?

He'd have had enough time to forget you after a year.

Unless you are unforgettable.

He wrote to me.

Yes.

A post-scriptum to the Christmas card he sent to me.

Nature's balance.

Perfect looks matching perfect emptiness.

Why do you say that, father?

You liked him well then.

I liked the holidays we had in Shandigor.

It's not the same thing.

What are we going to watch now?

Roll 13. "The parks and houses of Shandigor."

Have you already heard about Shandigor?

You know me, Master...

Outside physics and insects...

Shandigor...

A great poet...

A mystic poet...

Creator of a world...

A world of stone.

What...?

What is this? Stop, stop it, I tell you!

Out of my sight, galliform!

From now on I forbid you to touch this roll under any circumstances!

- I give you my word, I didn't know. - You're lying!

Yes! Disappear! I don't want to see you any more!

It's all my fault, Master.

I should have marked more clearly the holiday roll

in which you asked me to hide the blueprints.

I was stupid.

Let's say careless.

What if Miss Sylvaine has understood the Annulator blueprints?

I don't give her the permission to understand.

After all, where is the risk?

She never goes out.

ESCAPE

Leave me alone! Help!

I don't want to die!

No! No!

Did she talk?

Are you sure the dose is strong enough?

I'm afraid...

Manuel...

Manuel!

Mechanical objects everywhere... wires... mikes... I've seen them.

What did you see? The Annulator maybe?

I don't want to die! No! No!

- The blueprints... - Here we are, go on.

- I've seen them. - The blueprints.

- I've seen them. - Where did you see them?

Manuel... it's not my fault... it's not my fault.

Manuel... he's a friend?

By night... by day... everywhere I'm afraid.

No! Manuel!

Manuel... he's a friend?

- Shandigor... Shandigor... - Shandigor?

- Shandigor... - Shandigor? - The blueprints...

- Shandigor... - I didn't know... It's not my fault.

Have the plane ready.

We're on the right track.

Sign 1, I order you to go with her to Shandigor

to follow that lead.

Go on.

It's not my fault...

Manuel!

Bad news, Shostakovitch.

Von Krantz's daughter is in the hands of the baldies.

And very far from here, at Shandigor.

A word to the wise.

If that story is true, very good!

They think they're annoying me but I'm enchanted.

You're worrying, aren't you?

Worried? For whom? For what?

The movie roll is well guarded.

And you're taking care of me, aren't you?

For Sylvaine, of course.

But she has no money and knows nobody.

She'll be back.

She would have been back already.

I think she might have been...

She might have been... what?

You forget that for us the world begins and ends here.

She must come back.

Miss Sylvaine has seen the blueprints.

She has understood.

Outside our world she's nothing. Where else could she possibly live?

Of course...

The handsome Manuel.

The same casing as always?

The 13th as always.

Other people's happiness.

Yvan...

You're forgetting.

It's time.

Ah, yes.

Master, there's someone in the villa.

It must be Sylvaine. Go and have a look.

An armed man. He's in the corridor leading to the laboratory.

Well, well...

We're going to pin this amoeba.

Where are you going like that, mister?

Stop!

Don't move.

Drop your weapon.

Now!

Step forward in front of you.

More.

More.

Now turn to your left.

Stop.

Now...

Step over the threshold of that door.

Go on.

Step inside.

That's it!

My pills, please.

- What are we going to do with him? - The gas will take care of him.

You want to kill him?

What about the body? We'll have to get rid of it.

It will be transformed,

decomposed,

liquefied.

And now show me the acid's last colour.

SYLVAINE MEETS MANUEL AGAIN

MEANWHILE, FAR AWAY FROM SHANDIGOR...

At school when I was a kid I was afraid of skeletons.

I was dreaming about them at night.

Such anguish.

They were a symbol of death to me.

How brave of you then to accompany me here today.

But I'm a big boy now!

I was trying to picture those gigantic beasts

- roaming around the earth. - Not all were vegetarians.

Some were even devouring each other with their sharp teeth.

What an uproar it must have been!

Bob!

Bob, why do I say such silly things?

Why am I afraid to simply say

I'm happy with you?

Maybe because I can't find the words to say it.

Maybe I had to know that today it's real,

without questioning you...

- And one day we... - Go home, I'll see you there.

What's up?

You don't believe what you've seen, do you?

I can tell that you're on the edge.

Then what?

Don't you know you're a stake in the game?

Like everyone around von Krantz.

Nothing forces you to risk your life.

You're a scientist.

Don't you think it's time for you to step out of von Krantz's shadow?

The choice is yours.

You just have to earn the right to our recognition.

You know what I mean.

I'm boarding at the Intercontinental Hotel.

Intern 007. Here, take this card.

Learn it by heart and destroy it.

A piece of advice: Don't waste time.

Sooner or later someone will take hold of the blueprints.

Better turn the situation to your advantage.

Come with me, miss.

It's best for us not to mingle in this kind of business.

And now be careful. Take this cab and go home.

See you soon.

War is declared! They killed one of ours.

Last week Igor disappeared. Today comrade Ginikof was stabbed.

They want war? They will have war!

I want immediate retaliation,

brutal, total!

Understood? At once! 500. At Central Bowling.

I want an omelette without eggs but with vinegar!

You killed a man.

I fought for Germany. After the war I fought for me.

I carried on around the world.

Alone.

I was searching for you in my own way.

I believe it, you know.

I really do.

Until I met you,

I still believed I had a mission to fulfil.

Scores to settle.

And since that moment I just kept going.

Like a tired robot

whose only wish is to stop.

DEATH OF SOME RUSSIANS

- Where is the truth? - What truth?

- My trip here. - Don't think about that.

Don't you think that I speak too much?

You seldom say a word.

Where is it coming from?

What?

This silence of yours.

I wished to speak to someone for such a long time.

I could have died without seeing you again.

I'm positive he could have done it. He was becoming completely mad.

He had a terrible fit the day I discovered

that he was hiding his formula in our holidays film.

By coincidence it was on one of the rolls we shot in Shandigor.

You remember?

I broke his faith and he was terribly angry at me.

I did not want to die before seeing you again.

And here we are.

You have nothing to be afraid of from now on.

I know.

I get dizzy.

- And now? - Now?

No more now. Now is something else.

Kiss me.

Nobody...

Nobody will be able to snatch our secret now.

We have codified our lives. I have codified our lives.

And the moment and the day I will decide

that the code has been broken, we will disappear.

Thanks to this.

Sylvaine, do you think you can refuse such a death?

- You're late. - And yet I ran.

Hello.

RETURN FROM SHANDIGOR

- He's playing dead. - I wouldn't like to be in his shoes.

Me neither. It's a long way from Shandigor.

Enough now!

Sign 1 doesn't like comfort.

Sign 1 will never wake up again.

Poor Mr. Smile.

Get ready for embalming.

The ceremony will take place under the dome.

Bye bye, Mr. Spy

Go and find Argus again

The one-hundred-eyed prince

Go to the land where silent guns keep quiet

Show your intelligence

With the enemy

From Satan's realm

Bring me the blueprints

When you'll go to the ball

The Evil One's ball

Clutch from Lucifer

The mystery veils

Mr. Spy, bye bye

ALBINO IS HIDING ROLL 13

To the Intercontinental Hotel, please.

But... the Hotel was on the left!

Where are you taking me?

Are you listening to me? Stop, stop at once!

Yvan!

Yvan!

Yvan!

Yvan...

Sylvaine!

LONELINESS AND MADNESS OF VON KRANTZ

I have a shameful feeling.

Sylvaine!

Sylvaine!

A noise?

A cold brothel noise.

People who will cover for me?

But they can't cover for me.

Yes, yes, yes, yes.

I've transformed into a vulture...

like them...

with no image.

Cold...

Cold.

Someone's ringing?

Someone to steal from me?

The signal.

You give me a signal?

Does it work?

My house is drowning.

Come! Beast! Come! Come! Come! Come!

Beast!

It will warm me up.

It's as cold as I am.

It must not die.

Look at that!

You look like me!

Come.

Come.

Come. Nearer.

You can't come closer.

Me, I can.

Oh, Manuel.

I have to go back.

I must be there for his burial.

I can't let him leave alone.

Stay with me.

You're not accompanying me?

You knew it.

No, I didn't know it.

Come on, Manuel!

Don't you understand that I need you?

I'm nothing without you.

I love you, I love you, I love you...

I know that you lied to me.

I saw you speaking to the bald man at the Luna Park.

I believe you're just a coward.

I'm leaving if you have nothing to say to me.

I love you.

That's all?

- Sylvaine, it's too stupid. - Let me go, don't touch me.

- Sylvaine, come on! - No, I don't want to see you any more. It's over!

Sound and lights!

Nice barbarian music!

Quintessence of the decaying capitalism!

Maybe a little too noisy?

I'm going to faint. I'm ill. Stop.

It's nothing. You're listening to yourself

when you should speak and I should listen.

Despicable albino! Stupid creature!

He gives me much complications.

- He swears he knows nothing. - I know that he knows!

I only want the blueprints. It's not asking too much.

I'm not asking for the moon.

Von Krantz didn't show me the hidden place.

He wants me to play Ivan the Terrible and I hate that role.

Too bad.

Let's play.

Mr. Albino!

Maybe you didn't

notice the black grid at your feet.

How unfortunate!

And did you hear about the Siberian carbonic moss?

How unfortunate for you!

If you had you would have spoken.

I was forgetting. This moss is toxic.

Consciously or unconsciously you will speak.

Hurry up!

Level is rising fast.

I can still stop it.

Stop...

A NEW SPY: THE MAN WITH THE PLATINUM RING

Taking pictures of the blueprints without copies

and hiding them in a holiday movie...

Delicious and efficient idea. I recognize von Krantz.

But placing the roll in a postal box? Stupid idea!

I don't recognize von Krantz.

Wishing to sell the roll to Gun! Very bad idea! Traitor's idea!

Showing your degraded political views.

Which of these keys opens the postal box?

That one, huh?

You will go to the post office when it opens.

What do we do with him? We finish him?

Not necessary. Let him loose.

Let someone else put a rope around his neck!

ALBINO RETURNS TO THE VILLA VON KRANTZ

A miracle! I have the roll with me.

Yes...

The Post Office sent it back to me with a warning card.

I have no right to put such objects, foreign items, in my postal box.

That's a miracle for sure.

Take your car and come to my hotel.

But I can't do that! My life is at stake!

Shostakovitch's men can jump on me at any time.

No. I'd rather hide here.

There is a beach and public baths nearby.

At this time and in this season there's no-one. The place is safe.

It's deserted and nothing is locked.

Nobody would have the idea to look for me there.

I will hide in a cabin.

In cabin 101. I'm waiting for you but make it fast.

You're my last chance to stay alive.

Don't forget, cabin 101.

OK, I'll remember. 101.

I will be there in one hour sharp. Be careful.

One hour?

Why so long?

What are you thinking of?

He's a happy man.

He's alive.

He's afraid.

Me too, I'll be afraid one day.

Thanks to you.

Come closer.

Closer to the Brain Monitor.

I'm here.

The first part of your mission is a success.

You are still worthy enough to wear the ring

of secret organisation BLACK SHINING SUN.

We now have all the data we need to be the first

and only ones to possess the Annulator.

However imminent the final victory,

there's still danger at large for us.

Watch the Brain Monitor.

You're going to wear the Kamikaze outfit.

That's where our scientists put the final touch to our secret cloth

made from nitro-fibre and viscose polymozic coating.

When any bullet reaches the cloth,

it instantly disintegrates with the man wearing it.

You know what this means.

You come back alive with the roll of film

or you blow up in front of the enemy if you're hit.

There must be no traces of von Krantz's discovery

or from your passing through our world.

Now put on the Kamikaze outfit and leave.

BLACK SHINING SUN is watching you.

Go.

ONE HOUR LATER...

Are you here?

TO HERBERT VON KRANTZ HIS FRIEND

From the gates of hell protect his soul, my Lord,

and have mercy for your deceased servant, Herbert von Krantz.

Spare him the punishment his doings should bring him

since his only wish was to please you.

And since his true faith made him a pious man down here,

we hope that, when in heaven, your kindness

will give him a place in the angels' choir.

Let him rest in peace. Amen.

DEPARTURE OF SPIES

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