The Invisible Man Returns

L... I can't believe

it's going to happen!

Just two more hours, and

they're going to kill him!

The way you take on, one would think

it was you they was going to hang.

I'd rather, do you hear?

I'd much rather.

He could still get the reprieve,

couldn't he, Mr. Cotton?

He will get it! I'm praying

he will. Oh, he's so young.

They don't ask a murderer

his age, Cooky.

Mr. Geoffrey didn't

murder his brother!

You know it as well as I do!

It ain't my business to know.

That's what we've got

judges for. They're experts.

What would he do

a thing like that for?

He and his brother was pals

like you never saw!

The Radcliffes

are no murderers!

You may be a good butler, but it's a

dead cert you ain't no psychologist.

What do you know what goes

on inside a man's mind?

Outside he may look

like a gentleman,

but inside he may have

the hankerin' for murder.

It's no good talking to a man

with an apology for a brain!

I wish it was over.

I've been worrying so long whether that

reprieve would go through or not that...

That you're all worried out, eh, Cotton?

Oh, shut your lip!

It's hard on all

of us, Mr. Cotton,

but what about

poor Miss Manson?

Instead of him leadin' her to the altar,

they're leadin' him

to the gallows!

And Mr. Cobb... He ain't too happy neither.

Morning tea,

Miss Manson.

Morning?

So soon?

Helen, you can't go on like this,

you know, without sleep or anything.

You're not being fair

to yourself or to Geoffrey.

Now please have something,

at least a cup of tea.

Oh, Richard, they must

have news by now.

Surely the reprieve

has come through.

They'd be sure to phone

as soon as there's word.

Dr. Griffin is asking for you,

Miss Manson.

Have you any news? None. Mr. Cobb, isn't

there some ray of hope left for him?

There must be hope!

There has to be!

I don't see

what more we can do.

I've talked to dozens of

influential people in London,

old friends of whom I've

never asked a favor before.

But the Home Secretary... It seems impossible

that he shouldn't grant a postponement.

Richard, please try.

Helen, if it's "no," be brave.

You know what has to be done.

Yes, very well.

I'll hold on.

You know, Helen, I'd give my

right arm if it would help you.

I feel my position very keenly, not only

as Geoffrey's cousin, but as your friend...

Hello? Oh, yes,

may I speak to Philip, please?

Mr. Richard Cobb.

Yes, it's most urgent...

a matter of life and death.

Oh, I see.

Thank you.

It's no use.

He's away in Scotland.

It's impossible

to reach him.

Thank you for permitting

this last visit, Governor.

I wish I could do more.

It was his last request.

Take Dr. Griffin

to the cell.

Sorry, but I can allow you

just 10 minutes, Doctor.

Jim!

Governor's permit.

Ah.

Come in, sir.

He's gone! Who's gone? What do you mean?

The prisoner! Radcliffe!

What are you talking about?

I never took me eyes off'im,

sir, not for half a second!

Then will you kindly explain how

he can have gone? I wish I knew.

He just took wing

and flew, did he?

You're under arrest,

both of you!

Sound the alarm!

Come along.

Sampson speaking.

An escape, eh?

Yes?

Uh-huh, I see.

Dr. Frank Griffin?

See if we have any file

on a Dr. Frank Griffin.

Uh-huh. All right, I'll be

along as soon as possible.

Griffin?

Well, here's how it was, sir. There

wasn't no way he could have gone.

When Griffin was talkin'

to him on the bed here,

I was over here playin'

cards with Bob. Wasn't I, Bob?

And when this Dr. Griffin went, the prisoner

started talkin' to me about what a rotten day it was.

You know, the way they do to keep

their spirits up a bit. That's right.

Then he went back over here, stepped

in here, turned on the water like that.

He washed his hands. He took a towel

like that, and he walked over here,

still chattin' about the weather,

just as offhand as you please.

Then he stopped talking,

and after a jiffy we go in.

And here's the water still runnin'

and there's nothing left...

but his clothes laying

there on the floor, sir.

That's just the way it was.

So help me, Bob!

Wasn't it, Bob? Just as

sure as I stand here, sir.

It's witchcraft. That's what

it is, sir. Don't talk rot, man.

The funny thing is

I believe it, word for word.

But he couldn't have

vanished into thin air.

Couldn't he though?

Where have you been? I've been trying

to get you on the phone all morning.

I'm sorry, Mr. Cobb. I gave

orders not to be disturbed.

You might have made an exception

in my case. I didn't expect you.

I'm doing some

extremely delicate work.

What work can be as important as

all that? Haven't you heard the news?

Geoffrey's escaped, noose

practically around his neck.

Yes, it's incredible, isn't it?

Well, that's an extraordinary

attitude to take, I must say.

What can I do? Do? You

must find him and help him.

And Helen.

Helen with Geoffrey?

Isn't that natural

for a fiance?

She went out this morning and hasn't come

back yet. He's escaped, she's disappeared.

Man alive! Doesn't it mean anything to you?

They're in danger! They're

hunting him, and she's with him!

They'll shoot him on sight. On sight?

Knowing your friendship

for Helen... and Geoffrey,

it's safe to assume that you wouldn't

be working here as calmly as you are...

unless you knew

where they were.

I don't think that you have

any reason for that assumption.

You're evading my question.

It's obvious you know where

they are. Put that stuff down!

Mr. Cobb, please

don't think me rude,

but I have an enormous

amount of work to do.

Now look here,

Dr. Griffin,

I've supported this laboratory in the tradition

of my cousins and their humanitarian ideas.

I must ask you to give me the same

consideration as you would give to them.

Gladly.

Very well then.

If they're together,

they have no money.

You must tell me how I can

help them. It's criminal not to.

I'm sorry.

Very well.

Sir Geoffrey's a right

smart lad. He'll get through.

And if he needs any help, he

knows where to come for it. Aye.

Come on, you men! Look alive there,

look alive! Can't have work interrupted.

Haven't you heard? Sir Geoffrey has

escaped. They do say it's a mystery.

Seemingly when a chap puts one over

on the law, it's always a mystery.

The mystery would be

if they catched him!

That's no business of yours!

Perhaps it occurred to you,

the company doesn't pay you to

stand here swappin' mystery stories.

Keep thee wig on, Willie.

Mr. Spears to you.

I'll thank you

to show proper respect.

Go on now. Get down that shaft

if you want to keep off the dole.

All right,

Mr. Willie Spears.

Get back to work, I tell thee!

Get outta my way! Here!

What can I do for you?

Where can I find Dr. Griffin?

Who might you be?

Scotland Yard.

Oh, yes, sir. I reckon you'll find

him in the hospital building, sir.

In his laboratory.

Right over there.

Thank you.

A couple of cops. Yeah,

a lot they'll find out.

Ah! Aye, they're up to something.

The gentleman wishes to

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