Island of Lost Souls

Mr. Hogan. Mr. Hogan!

Derelict afloat with a man on board.

- Whereabouts?

- Off your port bow.

Right.

- Get ahold of him, boys?

- Ah, we've got him. We've got him.

- Want to salvage that boat?

- No.

Take him to my cabin.

Ruth! Ruth!

Ruth!

Easy, old man.

Easy, easy, easy.

What ship is this?

The Covena. Trading ship.

We picked you up adrift.

Oh, yeah. I remember.

- Where's she bound?

- Apia.

Apia?

I'm in luck.

Luck?

Yeah.

That's where -

where I was bound when -

when my ship went down.

- Yeah. The Lady Vain, wasn't it?

- Yeah.

Yeah, we picked up her S.O.S.

Then you - you got a wireless aboard?

Yeah.

Will you send a message for me?

Sure, sure.

But you'd better make it short.

You've got a lot of resting to do.

Thanks.

- I suppose it's to Ruth?

- How'd you know her name?

I've heard nothing else

for the last two hours.

She's my fiance.

We're going to be married in Apia.

- Miss Ruth, uh -

- Thomas. Continental Hotel.

What's the message?

Tell her I was picked up by this boat

and when we expect to arrive.

Also that I'm all right -

thanks to you, Doctor.

You are a doctor, aren't you?

Yes.

At least I was...

once upon a time.

- What's up, old chap?

- Bulletin on the wreck - Lady Vain.

Oh. Oh, yes.

Say, let's go see this.

Good afternoon.

Be very careful.

I leave at dawn.

Miss Thomas! Miss Thomas!

Oh, right here.

- For me?

- Radiogram.

Thank you.

- How do you feel?

- How do I look?

- Better.

- That's the way I feel.

A little turn around the deck

will do you good.

Not a bad idea.

You know,

I thought I heard those things.

Say, what is this, a floating zoo?

Well, yes, in a way.

Morning, Captain.

- I want to thank you, Captain, for -

- Who are you?

Uh, Mr. Parker,

this is Captain Davies.

- How do you do -

- Parker? Parker?

Yeah, we picked him up

day before yesterday.

- Why wasn't I told about it?

- Well, we tried to wake you.

- Well, why didn't you?

- You had a slight list to port.

- What do you mean?

- You were drunk.

Drunk, was I?

Well, why wouldn't I be,

with a cargo like I got?

- Cargo is cargo.

- Yeah, I know.

But this boatload of filthy animals -

All the way from Mombasa

to where?

To some island. Which island?

You answer me that, Mr. Montgomery.

- You're well paid for it.

- Yeah.

An island without a name.

An island not on the chart.

Hey, you think I don't know

whose island that is, don't you?

- Well, I do, Mr. Sawbones Montgomery.

- Easy, Captain.

Well, it's Dr. Moreau's island.

Dr. Moreau's island, and it stinks

all over the whole South Seas!

Superstitious South Seas gossip!

Dr. Moreau is a brilliant man

and a great scientist.

Great scientist, huh?

Well, if you ask me, he's a black-handed,

grave-robbin' ghoul.

That's what he is.

Oh, what's the use?

You're drunk.

Yeah.

Hey, what'd you say?

- Nothing.

- Well, that's all right then.

Hey, what do you got there?

- Slop for dogs.

- Slop?

Ain't there enough slop

on this deck already?

M'ling, get out.

Yeah, before I -

Go on.

So I'm drunk, am I?

Only a drunken man

would do a thing like that.

That means trouble.

There now. You're all right.

M'ling!

Go forward and stay forward.

Say, who is that fella?

My servant. That's all.

Hey, look here, Parker. You'd better

get out of sight and stay out.

There'll be plenty of trouble

when he comes to.

Easy, Captain.

Get it off of there!

Overboard with

the whole spittin' mess of 'em.

Lower away!

Here it is!

- Hey, is that Moreau over there?

- Yeah.

Say, what is all this mystery

about, uh, Moreau and his island?

I don't know.

If I did know,

maybe I'd want to forget.

Hogan!

Mr. Hogan!

- Are we all free and clear?

- All clear, sir.

- All right. Cast off!

- Cast off!

- All right! Cast off!

- Get up there and clear that line off.

There you are, Dr. Moreau.

That's the last of 'em...

and this is the last time

I'll ever put in here...

forevermore!

Amen!

Well, you're gettin' off here.

No, I'm getting off at Apia.

You're gettin' off here.

Cast off that line there.

Now hurry it up.

Now, what's happened?

What is it?

It's all right, old boy.

He fell overboard.

On deck!

On deck! Hey!

- You lost a man.

- Well, finders keepers.

Full speed ahead, Hogan!

What's that fool talking about?

- Pull up that ladder, men!

- Aye, aye.

Drop that ladder!

I've got to get to Apia!

You can swim, can't ya?

Davies, take this man with you!

You can't do this, Captain.

There's marine law.

This man is shipwrecked.

You've got to pick him up.

Well, I picked him up

and I dropped him in my first port of call.

That's all that's required of me!

I can't have this man!

I can't have him aboard.

Well, throw him overboard.

That's what I did.

- Davies!

- Hey, Davies, drop that ladder!

This is most unfortunate.

It is indeed.

I simply must get to Apia.

I don't see how. We sight a ship

about once in a 12-month.

Uh, Mr. Parker, Dr. Moreau.

- How do you do?

- How do you do?

Well, Mr. Parker, you may take

Montgomery and the schooner...

and leave for Apia in the morning.

That's very nice. Thank you.

Not at all.

I'm happy to be of service.

Montgomery's a fair sort of sailor.

And I can give you

enough of a crew.

Ouran! Gola!

Get away from those cages!

Come on now.

Let's unload this stuff.

The dogs first, then the monkeys

and then the cages.

Hurry it up.

I'll stay with Parker tonight

on the schooner.

No. I'm taking him up to the house.

Mr. Parker.

- Yes.

- You can't do that.

I've got something in mind.

Mr. Parker?

- Would you come with me, please?

- Surely.

You understand, Mr. Parker,

you are an uninvited guest.

Certainly.

You may perhaps find our domain

rather strange.

I shall have to rely upon your caution

while you're here...

and your silence when you're gone.

- You understand that?

- Of course, Doctor.

Limestone formation.

Curious, isn't it?

This was once the crater

of a volcano.

Extraordinarily fertile

this volcanic dust.

Seeds blown here by the wind

and brought here by birds.

See the result.

Don't be alarmed, Mr. Parker.

You're quite expert with that whip,

aren't you, Doctor?

It's a hobby of mine. I learned how

to handle one as a boy in Australia.

There's my house.

Strange-looking natives

you have here.

You'll be wanting a cold shower,

I take it, before dinner.

Oh, an excellent brandy, Montgomery.

I hope you brought plenty.

Then, of course, you did.

Montgomery is a man to trust,

Mr. Parker...

especially in the selection

and the ordering of your liquors.

M'ling, you may take everything.

Yes.

You are a man of discretion,

Mr. Parker.

I hope so.

And now, if you'll excuse us,

there are cigarettes.

- M'ling, brandy for Mr. Parker.

- Nothing more, thank you.

That'll be all, M'ling.

You may go.

I, uh, should much prefer,

Mr. Parker...

that you don't leave this room.

Your wish, Doctor.

I had my reasons

for keeping you sober.

Go to the laboratory.

You'll see what's to be done.

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