Fiend Without a Face Page #3
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- 1958
- 74 min
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- Good night, sir.
- Oh, good night, Sergeant.
When you tell me you haven't
known me long enough...
Oh. Yeah, okay.
Okay, I'll see ya later.
How do you like that? She says
we haven't been properly introduced.
And she's a nurse.
I hope you made out better
with the museums and stuff.
- They all think I'm crazy.
How'd you make out?
- We've got work to do.
Uh-uh. You're the guy
This is serious. I want you
to get me all the information
you can on Prof. Walgate.
Everything he's ever written...
books, articles, everything.
Don't worry. I'll have this guy
So long, Mayor.
All right, fellas, all right.
Let's stop this nonsense.
caused these deaths.
What about the mayor?
What killed him?
Who are you trying to fool?
It's the atomic fallout.
Hold it, fellas! Hold it!
Someone murdered the mayor.
The same maniac that killed Jacques
Griselle, Ben Adams and his wife.
- Where is he?
- If you'll shut up, I'll tell you.
Quiet there. Let him talk.
Now, the fellow we're after
is out there in the woods.
Probably some mad G.I.
That's gone wild.
He can't move far if we move fast.
- Let's stop jabbering and get after him!
- Let's get him!
All right, now. Let's go!
Right, fellas.
Let's find this guy.
- Keep a sharp lookout, okay?
- Yeah, Gibbons.
Okay, let's go.
Excuse me, sir.
This just came in from the FBI.
Hmm. "Walgate. Brilliant scientist.
Recluse. Considered highly eccentric."
That old guy Walgate sounds like a cross
between Einstein and Robinson Crusoe.
It gets more interesting
all the time.
Okay, Sergeant,
I'm going out for a while.
Well, hello.
Nice to see you again.
I'm very busy.
Well, I'd like to see the professor.
Oh. Yes, of course.
Thank you.
Come in.
Prof. Walgate, Major Cummings
from the air base to see you.
- Sorry to barge in like this, Professor.
- Not at all.
These days I welcome
any excuse to stop work.
Isn't that so, Barbara?
Please take a chair, Major.
Thank you.
I came to see you
about this business with the mayor.
Oh, terrible tragedy.
Really terrible.
- I need your help.
- Anything you say. Just name it.
This is the fourth death
in the space of a few days.
Not only are they terrible tragedies,
but they're turning the townsfolk
against us.
It's just ignorance,
my dear fellow.
These people are simple, one might say.
Narrow in their outlook.
Of course, the very secrecy
of your activities doesn't help.
This development of radar
boosted by atomic power.
What gave you that idea, sir?
There was a piece in the Patents Journal
about your work on reactors.
It wasn't a year ago I read somewhere
about the new radar patents.
Wasn't this territory's
idea for that kind of work.
I put two and two together.
- And made five?
- Shall we say four and a half?
But you don't have to worry, Major.
What I surmise I keep to myself.
- Well, I hope so, sir.
- Let me offer you a drink. Whiskey?
Uh, yes, please.
Straight.
- Barbara?
- Uh, no, thank you, Professor.
I'll have the last chapter
finished tomorrow.
That's fine.
That's real progress.
I've already begun on volume two.
My mind is really buzzing
Just a few elementary ideas
on the subject, Major.
Not so advanced
as present-day developments.
I'll transcribe these
while you talk. Excuse me.
That business with her brother...
She was devoted to him.
Yes, it was a tough break.
I don't want to seem morbid,
but did you see his face
after he died?
- Yes.
- What was it like?
I have a reason for asking.
Well, it was an expression
of complete horror.
Fright.
Almost insane, I guess.
- What is it? What gives?
- Did you get him?
- Okay, fellas, okay.
- Was it him?
No, just a false alarm.
That's all.
As you said yourself, sir, the people
here are simple and superstitious.
- Maybe they're not so wrong after all.
- What do you mean?
Mmm, about the supernatural.
Something unreal, something
never seen by anyone before.
I can't accept that.
I've always disproved such theories.
- What is it, then?
- Nothing supernatural, I'm sure.
I can't believe that.
I'm a scientist.
You've made a study of psychic
phenomena, haven't you?
It can't be that!
It can't be!
Professor, you know
what Dr. Bradley said.
Was it absolutely necessary
to upset the professor?
It's nothing, nothing, Barbara.
The major and I were just
having a quiet talk. I got dizzy.
is over, Major.
First Howard Gibbons,
now the professor.
Do you have to go around
making trouble?
- You really believe that, don't you?
- I can believe my eyes.
I'm sorry, Professor.
I didn't mean to disturb you.
No, not at all.
Forgive me if I don't rise.
Yes, certainly. Excuse me.
It's me! It's Frank!
Have you finished
searching the quarry yet?
Yeah, and the men are tired.
They want to go home.
But they can't quit now!
We've almost reached the air base.
Well, you better tell 'em.
They won't listen to me.
Okay, fellas,
you spread out again.
We'll join up
at the Adams' fence.
- Say, you hear something?
- Yeah. Funny sound.
You take that path,
and I'll take this one.
- If you see anything, shout.
- You said not to let
each other out of sight.
These parts run almost parallel
to each other. We'll meet up a ways.
The dawn's beginnin' Let's
wait a little. We'll see better then.
Oh, we're close to it.
Now come on, boy.
Go on, fella.
You take that way.
Gibbons! Gibbons!
Where are you?
Gibbons!
Where the heck are you?
Gibbons!
Gibbons! Gibbons!
Where are you?
Gibbons! Gibbons!
Gibbons!
Mrs. Gibbons.
No. I'm all right, Doctor.
I'll wait here for my boy.
Don't worry.
We'll find him.
Oh, where is Howard?
Where is he?
- We've searched everywhere.
- He just disappeared.
Oh, I don't believe it.
He must be there.
- I'm gonna look for him myself.
- You can't go in the woods alone.
Oh, but I've got to find him.
I've got to find my boy!
You'd better see that she gets home.
Get your wife to look after her.
- Have you searched
the woods thoroughly?
- We kept calling for him.
If Gibbons is out there
and alive, he would've heard us.
No point in searching any more.
a council meeting...
and decide
what we're going to do.
- What about it, Bradley?
- Well, let's get Melville.
He's the deputy mayor.
I suppose it's up to him.
I think that's a good idea.
Good evening.
Everyone quiet, please.
You all know why we're here.
We've had four deaths, and now
our constable has disappeared.
is still unknown.
Everybody seems to have
their own ideas,
and they all seem connected
with the new air base.
- Now you're talkin'
- For this reason,
to this meeting.
He's going to help us
in any way he possibly can.
That goes for his commanding officer,
who is very concerned
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