Attack of the 50 Foot Woman Page #3

- It's real!

- Nancy.

Nancy, come back here.

Come back here.

Let's get out of here. Nancy.

It's real. It's real.

- Nancy, get away from it.

- I'm not crazy. I did see it.

- It's a satellite.

- Come here.

- Harry, touch it. I did see it.

- Nancy, come here.

Hurry, Harry!

Harry, help me!

Harry! Help me!

Help me, Harry!

Harry, help me!

Harry!

What have you done with Mrs. Archer?

Get out of my way.

You're not leaving this room

until you tell me what happened to her.

You aren't gonna get away with it.

Give me the sheriff's office.

Get dressed and packed, quick.

What's the matter?

No time for questions and answers now.

Here, we're getting out of here.

What did you do?

Rob the First National Bank?

Shut up and get moving. Come on.

All right, all right.

Nobody wants to get out of this dump

worse than I do.

Hey. Those are the only clothes I've got.

You finished yet?

You just got here.

If you saw what I saw, you'd have

jumped out of your skin to get moving.

Here, zip me.

- Come on, come on, come on.

- All right, all right.

- Where we going?

- Out of here, but fast.

You going some place?

Miss Parker is leaving town.

It's kind of sudden, ain't it?

The night clerk here

didn't know anything about it.

Well, she... She does now.

I'm sorry, Mr. Archer, but Sheriff Dubbitt

wants to see you in his office.

The both of you.

You're making a mistake, Charlie.

Let's go.

Let me see, now. You got three sixes...

...you got the queen of hearts,

that's the heart run...

...so safest card in the deck.

Hey, what do you want that card for?

And that's a gin.

I don't wanna play anymore.

Getting daylight already.

The chief's always worrying

about the taxpayers' money.

Yeah? Oh, hi, Mary.

No, darling,

I wasn't dancing at Tony's Club.

I was out picking up a couple of guests

for the sheriff.

Yeah, he's out in the desert now

with a posse looking for the...

Oh, they did, huh?

On the pool house?

What do you know about that?

Yeah. They found Mrs. Archer.

I don't know how she got there.

Hey, maybe by a helicopter, huh?

Yeah, all right, Mary.

Will you take any messages that come in?

Yeah, we're on our way right now.

Yeah. Bye, sweetie.

We'll take your wife's Imperial, right?

Yeah, right.

Imagine your wife was home all the time

on top of the pool house, loaded.

How serious is it, Dr. Cushing?

Too early to tell. But we should get her to

a hospital as soon as she's strong enough.

Those hours of exposure on the roof

didn't help any.

Especially the way she was dressed.

It's not the exposure that worries me,

it's those scratches on her throat.

That's Mr. Archer now.

And Honey.

I never would have thought it.

Better let me do the talking, Dr. Cushing.

What's wrong with Nancy?

What happened?

I'll ask the questions, Mr. Archer.

- Now, suppose you tell me what happened.

- I'm in no mood for games, sheriff.

I wouldn't go up there

if I were you, Harry.

There's some possibility

she may have been contaminated.

There's evidence

of some kind of radiation.

Of course, we can't be sure.

Now, tell me what happened out there,

Mr. Archer.

- Out where?

- Jess told us.

You drove Mrs. Archer out

into the desert last night with his gun.

You came back alone.

Now, what happened to Mrs. Archer...

...and what happened

to the diamond she was wearing?

He's lying. I left the house alone.

Right after you, Dr. Cushing.

That's right.

Harry was with me all evening.

We were stepping out for air

when your deputy stopped us.

Dr. Cushing, it's time

for that injection you ordered.

Thank you, nurse, thank you.

I wouldn't have believed it, Harry.

I'm very disappointed.

- There seems to be a difference...

- Be careful with that, nurse.

Exactly 0.75 cc.

One way or another.

When Mrs. Archer regains consciousness,

she'll corroborate me, Sheriff Dubbitt.

Well, where does that leave us?

Nowhere.

Just don't try to leave town for a while.

And that means you too, Miss Parker.

We have nothing to hide.

We'll be around.

Come on, Honey.

I'll drive you back into town.

According to Jess...

...Mr. Archer drove his wife

out into the desert last night...

...and came home alone.

One thing you can be certain about,

Jess is absolutely trustworthy.

He's been with Nancy

since she was a little girl.

I know he's telling the truth.

What's the matter?

Our necks are way out

if Nancy comes to and talks.

There is a way out

if you've got the nerve.

Try me.

The serum that private nurse is using

in her hypodermic needle, I...

I heard the doctor tell her

that an overdose would be fatal.

Money certainly brings out

the best in you, doesn't it?

Have you got the nerve?

Read the morning papers.

Slide over and drive to town.

I've got things to do.

Doctor. Doctor Cushing.

Something's happened to Mrs. Archer.

- Something's happened to Mrs. Archer.

- Astounding growth.

Meat hooks.

- Four lengths of chain.

- The chains you were expecting are here.

Good. I'll tell Dr. Loeb at once.

Meat hooks, four lengths of chain...

...40 gallons of plasma...

...and an elephant syringe?

The chains are here.

Well, Heinrich, what do you make of it?

Fantastic.

I've made every test in the book.

There's no diagnosis.

Look at this slide.

Dermal connective tissue.

Filaria?

If only it were filaria.

We'd have something to go on.

A beginning.

There's not even

streptococcal infection...

...to incite the inflammation

of the lymph channels.

What could it be?

I don't know.

I just don't know.

We may find our answer

when we operate.

Giantism can result

from an overactive forward lobe...

...of the pituitary fossa, as you know.

Then you think surgery is indicated?

Except for that one thing.

The blue-green color

around the scratches at her throat.

I would venture to say...

...it is some sort of radiation...

...which we in medicine

have never touched upon.

Fortunately, the dose she received

was not deadly.

Then you... You feel there is hope.

With surgery? Yes.

We'll have to have the husband's

permission to operate, of course.

There is always hope

as long as there is faith, Raymond.

I almost gave you up, baby.

I've been reading the papers.

I told you what happened on the phone.

We've got problems again.

That new doctor, Von Loeb,

thinks he can help her.

Bring me a drink, will you?

What's the matter?

Your conscience bothering you, Harry?

You know, the trouble with us is

we've both got the same disease.

Money.

And happy ways of spending it.

I've missed you.

Has she talked yet?

She's still in a coma.

They're looking for me now

to give them permission to operate.

That's great. That's wonderful.

You just hide out

and let her blow up like a balloon.

You can pull now, Heinrich.

Steady.

Give me a boost, Charlie.

- Nothing.

- Yeah, I could see that from here.

Almost.

There's a ladder over there.

Charlie.

- What is it?

- I don't know.

But whatever it is,

it wasn't made by a Japanese gardener.

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