The Brides of Fu Manchu Page #4

But first, men must die...

...specially selected men.

And the first shall die on Saturday...

...when I destroy the Windsor Castle.

Phase two coming in now.

In and steady.

Position the aerial.

Aerial positioned and locked.

Direct it onto London.

Men must die, specially selected men.

And the first shall die on Saturday...

...when I destroy the Windsor Castle.

That's today.

Petrie, get hold

of Sergeant Spicer, will you?

Tell him to have three carloads of men

ready to move in 10 minutes' time.

- We'll pick them up at the Yard.

- Right.

- No, don't use that one, I want it.

- All right.

Here, Pierre, look up the address

of Wireless International, will you?

If the aerial is there,

we may be able to stop them.

What can we do about Windsor Castle?

I'm calling up the home secretary now.

I'm gonna have it cleared.

Fifteen minutes to go.

Message from Karna, Mr. Sheldon.

- Final phase begins at 11:50 our time.

- Right.

Set the aerial on bearing 198.5.

Well, the royal family aren't there.

And they're clearing the staff out.

Spicer will have men waiting

at the Yard.

- Good. Any luck with that address?

- Yes.

Number seven, Tower Worf, Limehouse.

Nothing from Karna?

Message five.

Send message four.

Full on all circuits.

Message three.

Onto the roof. Destroy that aerial.

Message two.

Message one.

Thank goodness for that.

They can't destroy Windsor Castle now.

There's no connection, nothing.

This is just a dummy.

Transmit.

Stand by to switch onto target.

Destroy.

I should have known.

How could you?

He said the Windsor Castle.

"The".

He's won every round.

Not all. He hasn't got Lentz.

But why the Windsor Castle?

Why, why, why?

Now, why was that the target?

Now, wait a minute.

He said particular men must die.

I haven't even looked at the death list.

One hundred and twenty-three dead,

including crew.

Sergeant Spicer, sir.

Well, any luck, Spicer?

No, sir, the special team

went over every inch of the place.

The wireless equipment was phony but

the office equipment seemed to be in order.

I see. No sign of anyone?

Not a soul, sir.

Where's Inspector Grimaldi?

He stayed, sir.

- At Wireless International?

- Yes, doctor.

He was puzzled that the boiler room was

on the ground floor instead of in the cellar.

He had a hunch about something

and was going to spend the night there.

- Still no sound?

- No, nothing.

- You're sure you heard someone?

- Yes.

After all the others left,

there were footsteps...

...and then nothing.

Four hours.

He couldn't be still for that long.

Shall I tell them we stay here all night?

No.

If Nayland Smith returns tomorrow,

he may drill his way through and find us.

They nearly did this afternoon.

We must get out.

All clear.

We must move quickly

and leave by the concealed entrance.

They may have left someone on watch.

- Do we return here?

- No.

- You have the second small set?

- Yes.

Take your three men

and install it at the target tonight.

Then go to the quarters and stay there.

- How long before we operate again?

- Why?

I have to know which cells to use.

They deteriorate.

Destruction two is on the 11th.

Your team strip down the aerial

and remove the transmission gear.

We'll move it

to the alternate headquarters.

- Now?

- At once.

Anything that isn't out of here tonight

will be abandoned.

The rest of you, come with me.

Hurry.

Leave the set on the table.

Now open the escape door.

Good Lord, of course.

- The Arms Conference.

- What?

The Arms Conference, Petrie. It's on

the 11th. That's what Fu Manchu's after.

- My good heavens.

- What a target.

Every leading military nation

of the world will be there.

"Seven heads of state,

17 ministers of Defence...

...six ministers of the Interior,

18 commanders in chief...

...43 other generals.

But the conference

isn't all in one place, is it?

No.

Various committees from it

are meeting all over London.

But on the 11th, Petrie, every single one

of these people is attending...

...a service of dedication at St. Paul's.

Lotus, pack a bag for me, please.

I'm leaving for Paris in the morning.

Yes, sir.

What do you want?

Your help.

I know Fu Manchu

is holding your daughter prisoner...

...and is forcing you to work for him.

You built the set that killed

all those people on the Windsor Castle.

No.

It isn't true.

- You didn't know that that was the target?

- No, no.

- Do you want to know the second target?

- No.

I can do nothing to help. Nothing.

He would kill Michel.

Monsieur Merlin,

I'm not giving you the choice.

You'll help me

or I'll arrest you for murder.

And when that happens, Fu Manchu

will have no further use for your daughter.

She will certainly be killed.

Well?

What do you want to know?

Three things.

First, an exact description

of what the set looks like.

Yes.

Then I want to know how

to disable the set without moving it...

...so that no one but yourself

would know that it had been sabotaged.

That can be done. And the third?

A hidden aerial has been installed over here

by Wireless International.

I want to know

the exact bearing it operates on.

Has something gone wrong, Father?

Lentz refuses to work with Feng.

He says that Feng

has made a wrong estimate.

That he does not understand

the problem.

- But Lentz can make it safe.

- Yes.

It is unlike Feng to be so wrong.

He was so sure of the problem.

Maybe Lentz is stalling.

Why should he?

I don't know.

He's a strange man.

He is also a brilliant engineer.

He knew which way we were travelling.

- He knows we're in mountains.

- How?

There were signs he could sense.

He's a mountaineer.

I have a whole file on Lentz.

It is well-known

that he suffers from vertigo.

On dams, they have to construct

a special basket for him...

...because he cannot stand

near the edges.

But he is a mountaineer. He told me.

Then he is not Lentz.

He must be.

We watched him for days

and spoke to him.

It is time for you to rest, Herr Lentz.

Goodbye, Father.

Franz, look out!

Franz.

A strange way to address Otto Lentz.

Will you leave him to me, Father?

No.

He may be more useful alive.

Put him in a cell.

Marie.

Marie.

Don't cry. Fu Manchu said--

Rome.

And the bearing from Rome, 249.5.

Atlas Mountains.

Do you think it's right?

There's no reason to suppose that Merlin

or the Italian were lying.

Not at this stage.

But the Temple of Karna,

think it's in the middle of the mountains?

It's not in the middle.

Here we are.

In the foothills,

right on the edge of the desert.

That ties in what I told you

about the dacoit coming from a hot climate.

No town or village anywhere near it.

The nearest is Ouarzazate,

and that's 40 miles away.

What's this?

French army.

A fort.

I should be able

to get some men from there.

Who are you?

Who are you?

All the ladies.

They are my friends.

I've come to help you.

- You can get me out of here?

- Yes.

Oh, tonight--

Look, tonight, men are going out

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