The Flesh Eaters (1964) Movie Script
1
OK, lets drink up and go for a swim.
C'mon, Ann. You gonna sleep all day?
So, you want to be coaxed, hein?
Hey! It's enough for you, Fred!
Mutiny, ehh?
OK, you're going overboard!
Hey!
You give that back, Fred Miller!
Hum, hum.
Come and get it.
You better to get back to me, Fred.
Ok.
Coming right up.
Oh, Fred.
Fred.
Fred.
Fred?
Fred!
Fred?
Hello.
Would you fly somewhere right the way?
I'd fly anywhere with you baby,
but you better ask the pilot.
Hello there!
I understand you run the charter service.
I want to hire the plane.
Now wait a minute lady.
If this is some process service gang,
just to make me admit
that I'm Grant Murdoch,
you're gonna wish
you hadn't pulled it.
I'm afraid I don't know...
...jointing Outline Motors they
will never get the $1,100 I own and
they got me in the court when I should
be flying that plane trying to make a buck
Whatever you're talking
about, Mr. Murdoch,
I'm sorry, but I don't
have the time for it.
Just what is it you want me to do?
I told you.
I want to rent your plane.
OK. Where to?
Provincetown.
Provincetown?
Swell, right into a tropical storm.
What tropical storm?
There's a beaut blowing
up in the Caribbean.
With lots of luck, we might
outrun it to Provincetown,
but not with my kind of luck.
Let's put it in another way.
Do you want double your regular fee?
Now look miss,
- Letterman, Jan Letterman.
- Believe me, I'm not against money
Miss Letterman, but I'm not quite
ready to sell my life...
Triple.
I'll give you three
times your regular price.
That's just about the market price
for one slightly used life
It's a deal!
Only we better to get in the air fast!
If the radio operator spots it
she'll throw the book rule book at me.
Who are you?
Another spy from the studio?
This is a nice man who
will fly us to Provincetown
so we can make the dress rehearsal.
Good!
I gonna make a rehearsal very important.
Now you're sure you're not a spy?
No, I'm your leading man.
Don't ever let 'em
shoot you from this side.
You got a lousy right profile.
Yeah. I'll try to remember that.
Murdock to East River Sky Port Control.
Murdock to East River Sky Port Control.
Come in Liz.
East River Sky Port
Control to Murdoch, over.
Hello Amy. Clock me to 143.
Destination Provincetown.
Repeating, destination Provincetown.
Sorry about this, kid, over.
All right Mr. Murdock.
Now turn that ship around
and bring it right back-down here.
I can't take the responsibility for this...
indistinct on radio
I said I was sorry baby,
but you know how it is.
I've got a woman here with
a very rare blood type.
We're flying her out to Rubinstein Park.
Blood transfusion.
You mean, you're flying there
for a money transfusion.
Well, all right daredevil.
You're a big boy now.
You can take care of yourself.
Over and out.
Good luck big buck.
You mean you're taking
that big of chance because of us?
Maybe.
It all depends.
On what?
On whether or not we all get killed.
If we do the FAA might lift my license.
Is it bad?
It's no good.
We've only got about an hour
of flying time ahead of us.
That storm is almost on top of us.
Can't you fly over it?
I think for the left.
Why this louse alarm?
Do you have gas?
We have lots of gas but it's
not getting through the cylinders.
- I'll have to try to set it down.
- Where?
Well, there should be some
small inhabited islands in this area.
- We are looking for one of them.
- Maybe we ought to pray a little too.
You pray, I'll look.
It will be our island paradise time.
Just two of us.
And Tom, I don't care if
the Navy never finds us.
Cat.
You pray pretty good Miss Letterman.
No! No! Lookout!
All right. Let's get going!
I want to get this plane tied down
before that storm hits.
Our lunch?
This one stays here.
OK, see if you wake Miss Winters, huh?
So, you know who she was all along.
Are you kidding?
From Broadway to Hollywood
and 14,000 headlines.
Summer stock!
Sowwy!
Ok Miss Winters.
You're on your own now.
The plane needs mourning too.
What's going on?
If this is Provincetown were Norwegian.
But that's where we are.
And I know we are luck to be here.
Hey! Wait a minute, Yo!
What are you doing with that plane?
You were hired to drive us
to Provincetown.
He will Miss Winters.
Just as soon as the motor is fixed.
Listen, you idiot!
You can't just strand
me on this sand pile.
My show opens tomorrow night!
Just get over to that plane and fix it!
The carburetor will have
to de-ice itself.
And right now we better look
for some kind of shelter.
It may look great now,
but that wind's right on our tail.
Has this thing frigtened you?
This equipment must make me look like
one of those creatures from a horror film.
Where did you jam your boat?
We flew here.
Ah, I see.
Perhaps you had to land here
to avoid the storm.
Oh no, we were just
scouting for tuna fish
and we dropped down for
a jar of mayonnaise.
We had a little motor trouble,
And your island was here.
Gos are really mad.
I'm just here to do some research
out of the station.
Cambridge.
Peter Bar tell.
I'm a professor of marine biology.
Look professor Bar tell.
Can we just skip the formal introductions
till we can get to your shelter?
Oh, forgive my terrible hospitality.
I wasn't expecting guests.
Please follow me.
Leave ma alone!
I know how to walk!
I said, leave me alone!
You heard her. Leave her alone.
- Wait, fine.
- Hey you wait!
You're fired!
Oh!
Better get my shoes.
What a shame.
The poor woman never had the chance.
What caused it?
Sharks, I guess.
They don't usually appears
at this far north.
The tropical storm must
have driven them up here.
The woman could be bathing
in your own beach when it happened.
If it is hungry enough
it can came close to the shore.
Well, we'd better to cover this thing.
Yes, there's no time to bury it now.
Bury? Won't the authorities want
it for identification?
Oh, yes. You're of course.
Some little families are searching for a
mother, or a daughter, at this very moment.
Normally these dunes would
protect me against the sea winds,
but with this hurricane coming you
have to batten down the tent farther.
Ah!
Don't be frightened.
It's only Louis.
Louis?
My little pet. He's barely
good company for the expedition.
Come. Please, make yourselves at home.
All right. Let's go Mister.
It's Murdock!
Professor Grant Murdock.
Hurry up Mr. Murdock.
We don't have much time.
I don't remember your name, but...
I do remember enough to thank you.
No thank is necessary.
Well, I'm Grant Murdock,
and that's Professor Bar tell.
Professor, Miss Laura Winters
the secretary Jan Letterman
I should have recognized you.
But, you see, I have so little
time for motion pictures.
Skip it, professor. I'm not big
on marine biology either.
When do we get out of here?
Well you can forget about
it for today, Miss Winters.
Even after to storm passes
there'll still be too much
turbulence for flying.
But we can get up first
thing in the morning, can't we?
I'm afraid we'll just have to wait and see.
See? What?
Whether we are alive
by then, Miss Letterman.
This island is completely unprotected.
I can assure you we are
in for a good pounding.
Well, I think the worst is over.
You should be able to take of now.
I'm afraid not.
Those tail winds are still
too rough for my ship.
I see.
Sorry.
Look, I've got an inflatable
raft in the plane.
It can double as an extra bed
for one of the the ladies.
Ah, very good.
And we can better share of ourselves
I have some spare blankets
in the trunk behind the tent.
Good!
Wait. At least I can give you a help.
Oh Jan sweet.
Would you do Laura a big favor?
Bring back that other
suitcase with you?
The one with all my night things.
All right.
I'm glad you managed to get away
You know, I came with you Mr. Murdock
because I wanted to explain
something about Laura.
Yeah.
How about that?
The plane is still in one piece.
Laura is a very
frightened person, Grant.
She's afraid to work
and she's afraid nothing.
She's got a kind of private
ghost that haunts her.
A ghost called failure
Laura Winters didn't discover trouble
the way Columbus discovered America.
You can't really be
as tough as you sound.
What have you got
against Laura personally?
Is there something about her
that reminds you your own trouble?
Please skip the free psychoanalysis.
Believe me, I don't have
any feelings about Miss Winters.
Frankly, I'm too busy worrying
about some real problems.
Like him, for instance.
He's taking a long hike for supplies
that are supposed to be
just behind the tent.
What about it?
I'm not sure.
There are a couple of things
that just don't add up.
Like what?
Well, like sharks being
responsible for that skeleton.
Sharks don't eat the
meat and leave the bones.
They'll snap out the arm at the elbow
or a leg at the knee.
But whatever caused this skeleton
made a neat little fillet of it.
Not a shred of flesh left,
but every bone intact.
But why did the professor lie?
That's a very good question.
OK. you wait here!
I'll get the raft and the suitcase.
Grant, do me a favor?
When you get the other tings,
will you bring Laura's lunch?
Sorry. The liquor stays on the plane.
But she's going to need
it tonight, I can tell.
Look,
when I get in Provincetown,
she can guzzle all she wants.
But while I'm in charge,
no bottle parties.
Everything all right with the plane?
It's under control.
I see you got the shelter thrown up.
Did you have to go far for the blanket?
No, I thought I told you.
I keep the supplies right and back.
Well, if you excuse me,
I'll pump the bed up.
Knock, knock.
Just a minute.
Just thought I'd change something
a little more practical.
That's nice.
Where is the suitcase?
Oh I'm sorry, I forgot it.
Your forgot it?
What do you mean you forgot it?
You can remember every
bill you ever paid for me.
You don't even carry an address book.
That's how bad your memory is.
And yet you forgot the suitcase, huh?
I'm sorry Miss Winters,
but you see when we got back to the...
I see, all right.
We're back to the reform kick, aren't we?
I thought you give it that up.
Or maybe you're just trying to protect
my reputation from these fine gentlemen.
Well, that is not necessary!
Gentlemen, I drink. Not polite cocktails.
I mean I drink!
Excuse me ladies.
I have several nets on shore.
I want to make sure the
storm hasn't damaged them.
Just a minute professor.
I think I'd enjoy talking
to some shellfish.
May I say that you
surprise me, Miss Winters.
Sure, go ahead and say it.
It amazes me that a woman like you
should be attracted by a man like that.
And what exactly do you
mean by a man like that?
Mr. average all American,
with wings.
You should know Miss Winters,
muscles, and a little bit of suntan
don't make a man.
And what does?
An egghead with a microscope?
In my humble opinion, Yes.
If you take my advice, you're tire...
If you take my advice,
you keep your nose out of my affairs.
You misunderstand me completely.
I'm merely pointing out that
trail strength is never a physical thing.
Knowledge is strength.
Self-discipline, the ability to channel...
Ohhh.
My mistake.
I should have realized
self-discipline is not just strong.
Our self-control for that matter
Our body in no brain.
Who are you?
Typical reaction.
What makes you so superior,
you little tin god?
Stupid! Drunk!
Stay away from me.
I'm warning you!
Wooping right along with our show,
here Alina Elis.
It's so wonder.
Oh, no you can't it have anymore.
You drink to much.
Look at you, you don't
even see straight anymore.
Risks this for Laura.
Because Laura needs it.
She really needs it.
It's Laura's medicine.
Everybody tries to take
her medicine away from her.
They wouldn't want to take
it away if it was penicillin.
Laura reminds him.
And Streptomycin.
[inaudible]
Laura is gonna take the
medicine back to the tent
with the light in case of
fever gets worse at night.
OK boys. Follow me.
Be dead my little loveless.
The wind must carry it here.
That means that I must die too.
I told you that something
fantastic's going on here!
That they are.
Come on.
See?
Amazing. I've never seen
something like it.
That's funny, I thought
you'd know all about this.
Scientists certainly do not claim
to know everything. Only Quacks do.
But what you are about to
do is extremely dangerous.
How do you know?
I would guess at these fish have been
destroyed by some microscopic parasite.
There's a possibility the same parasite
could be transferred to your body
if you should touch them.
Could there be some connection between
these and that skeleton that was washed up?
Now let's not jump to
conclusions, Mr. Murdoch.
Face facts, professor.
We stumbled onto a living horror!
Emotionalism is a
poor ally, Mr. Murdoch.
- We must keep...
- There's only one thing we must do,
that's fly straight to the authorities
with the facts and let them take over.
Hey you two wake up!
What is it?
Get dressed fast.
We're leaving!
I want you both ready in 10 minutes.
All right.
Laura, let's...
Oh.
Oh...
Oh...
General, I've got rotten, it was clear.
One of our aircraft is missing.
No, it can't be.
Even she wouldn't be dumb enough
to do stuff like this.
Perhaps not dumb
enough but drunk enough.
Of course that's what happened.
She got good drunk.
Then she thought the ocean
was her bathtub.
She decided to sail
our little plane in it.
I'll kill her! I'll kill the idiot!
I don't remember doing it.
I swear I don't.
Of course you don't remember.
How the devil could you?
You were probably blind drunk.
We...
I... I remember falling down on the beach.
Maybe I could remember what happened.
Maybe the whole thing will come back to me.
I only have to think!
Well, think about this.
The professor and I discovered the beach
covered with fish skeletons.
Skeletons, just like that
poor devil we found yesterday.
What happened?
What is it?
I'll tell you what it is.
There's something weird out
in that water,
or something that eats
the skin right of you.
And now we are stuck here because
your drunken friend dumped the plane!
Oh no, Grant.
Laura's never done
anything insane like that,
Not even when she was... drunk.
Don't waste your breath honey.
The plane is gone and I
admit being in it last night.
So what else can we expect
the bird man to think?
He'd hang his own mother
on evidence like that.
I couldn't have stated
the case better myself.
That wasn't very fair of him.
Actually, it's quite possible that the
wind blew the plane out of the sea.
That's right Laura.
It could have happened like that.
Oh, sure!
And the rope just
happened to be in my hand.
And I got blown out to sea with the plane.
And right now, I'm under 500 feet of ocean.
Why don't you both live me alone?
What is it? Fish skeleton?
I only wish it were.
For the name of God, man.
What is it?
It's my case.
Is magic!
Pure distilled magic!
I don't know, but certain it's something
that's never been recorded.
It's alive, don't is it?
Yes, it seems alive.
One thing is sure.
They have part of man and a fish.
Look out there!
Millions of them, just waiting for us.
Oh God. It's Laura!
This is weird.
What is it?
- Ah!
- Hold it!
Don't move!
Stay very still.
That shiny stuff is bad medicine.
All right. Now stand up.
I can't.
I almost slipped.
You've got to.
There is no other way.
- No.
- I said get on your feet!
Good.
All right, just step over to me.
I'll fall!
No you won't.
I'll brace you.
Now grab hold of my hands.
Why did they stop?
They can't keep their balance slowly.
No, I can't!
All right. All right.
Then move back, so I can
come over and get you.
I can't!
You're going to move back
or you're going to die out here.
I'll try.
Go ahead.
That's it.
That's as far as I can go.
Now, whatever you do
don't grab me and panic,
or we're both falling into that stuff.
Stay calm.
It's not over yet, Miss Letterman.
Ah!
Oh.
What is it?
Nothing
Don't touch your pants.
I need bandages, strips of
cloth, anything, quickly!
Hurry up!
There.
We can bandage it later.
Good girl.
Are you feeling
better now, Miss Winters?
I'm all right.
It's not easy for me to do,
but I want to thank you.
Skip it.
- No, I pay my debts.
- I said skip it!
Jana, as soon as we get back,
I want to write it out of the books.
Make out a check for Murdock for $1000.
- I'll can do it.
- I like the way you do business.
Just a moment Mr Murdock.
Do you happen to have
your cigarettes with you?
What's he doing?
I have collected you specimens.
Now we can perform
some basic tests with it.
I think you might be able
to find a way to handle this stuff.
Well, I can't be sure.
I have only the barest
of equipment with me,
but perhaps we'd be luck.
We may find some quite simple
means of controlling them.
After all these possess intelligence.
They do not.
Of course you understand
the important thing
for us to learn is just how we can...
Do you understand what it means?
These things want flesh,
any kind of flesh.
And once they sense it,
they will it their waste or anything
that comes between them and their meet.
And we're supposed to just wait here
until that stuff comes up and
picks all our bones, naturally.
Well, not at all, Miss Winters.
Tomorrow morning my supply boat
will arrive from the mainland.
- Wow!
- Oh.
Yes it comes twice a week.
All you've to do is wait
and keep away from the water.
I'm going to draw a line to
indicate the high tide line.
Since we are never sure
where these saber creatures
might sudden appear
we must never step beyond this line.
Not for anything!
Shhhh!
What is it? A martian hymn?
Great!
We can use this boy!
Hey! Hey there friend!
Come right on in
and rescue this poor unhappy
band of travelers.
Will you keep quiet?
You shut up!
This guy's gonna ferry us out.
Come on. It's is plenty to eat for you,
so full sailing ahead!
Are you trying to have that man killed?
Mr Gunga Din,
Stop playing hero! That guy's safe
as long he's not by the water.
Perhaps it's just a bunch of toothpaste
tied together with a string.
If he peddles into these
flesh eaters, he's had it.
Is that what you want?
When you stop arguing,
let's do something about it.
Hey, go back!
Get away from here!
You must keep away!
Hey, hey! I think you over loved it!
You're really with me!
I mean, you know the truth
when it comes sailing in.
No, no! don't come!
I'm coming, my people!
I'm coming!
- He can't hear us. What do we do?
- It's no use.
I don't think he is already coming soon.
Hey, don't quit now.
Keep the love coming to me.
I mean, just don't quit.
Listen you fool.
You're in danger!
You're in danger!
Man, you're so right!
We're all in great things!
Will you listen to me?
Will you open your ears and listen to me?
Give me the words.
I'm a big man for the word.
Speaking or writing or singing
or painting, I'm all in the word.
But man, that kind of word!
Will you shut up?
Shut that big mouth of yours
before you wind up stardust.
Let's drive up Max.
I don't feel welcome anymore.
You're not offending anymore my people!
You've come too close
to shore to turn back now.
You better listen me closely.
There is something in that water
that eats flesh!
I said eats flesh!
People wiped down to the bone!
Where is the lot, Mac?
Don't tell me about that hunt, Jeff.
These things
are small and silvery.
Right there, is a bubble.
Get the geek! The geek!
Get away from me! Get away!
I told 'em.
I told 'em that love was the
only weapon but they don't listen.
Now the geek is here
and wants to take me first.
Because I know about the weapon.
Cut that off!
Get out and start paddling
that raft to shore.
I'm not afraid, Max.
The geek can't get me.
Not Omar.
Omar's got the love whip.
Never mind, man.
Just get in here, will you?
Hey! Stop! Stop!
Don't move, my friend!
Don't move a step!
What is it?
That's not the weapon, man.
Love is the weapon.
Shut up and hold still!
What a bad show, Max.
It took me three weeks
to make those sandals.
I mean, they had the love
and they were stitch.
Look, lover. I want to show you something.
What's the geek, Mac?
Don't squeeze my muscle.
That's my playing arm.
I just want to show you
what could happen to you.
Man...
what a way to go...
You mean that silver stuff
ate all that meat off them bones?
Yep.
Boy...
that's one lovely appetite.
Say...
what makes them do it?
I think they want
the world the hate them.
They want to be punished
because of some guilt complex?
Hey!
Do you think maybe they just cookie?
I do not know the conventional
sinner for this word. "Cookie".
But I wouldn't impute any in erotic tries
to such a lower life.
You're crazy man!
You speak the word.
Lay on me some more with
that neurotic drive jazz.
And let me have a little
of old motivation music.
- Sing me some more.
- Please.
Now they are all here.
Dr. Cyclops,
Gunga Din and now Buster Beatnik.
Oh heaven protect a simple
lady lush in a place like this.
After you on the coffee, please.
And, by the way, we are not casting
any Brigitte Bar dot today. Thank you.
I'm sorry, but you know
what happened to my blouse,
and I didn't have anything else with me.
Well, don't worry about it.
I'll get you something of mine to wear.
You know what your
trouble is, of course.
No Omar.
What is my trouble of course?
You got a sour liver.
Yes, that's right.
Too much meat, too much
sugar, spices, coffee,
white bread, alcohol, onions and sex.
Well I can do without all
those other things, doctor,
but you can't expect me to give up onions.
I'll start to clean up.
Oh please don't trouble Miss Jan.
That's really nothing to do there.
Hold it a minute, professor. There's
still a little nourishment left in there.
- How about taking a stroll?
- I'd love to.
Oh, but you think it's safe?
As long as we stay among.
Don't worry. I'll take good care of you.
Oh Jan, wait a minute.
I found something for you to put on.
That's awfully considerate, Miss Winters.
I'm sure it'll go just
fine with her slacks,
when she gets back.
Sorry madly friend,
but I am not going to be your dinner.
I met a sweet innocent flower
down in Texas near the end of the war.
Te whole thing only lasted ten days,
including the three day
pass for our honeymoon.
Then what?
Then nothing.
I went overseas, flew dozen of missions,
and the war ended.
Which was a break for me, but not for her.
It turned out that this
sweet innocent southern belle
had already had two other
husbands in the Air Corps.
Oh, no Grant!
Oh, yes.
Two tail gunners who never made it back.
You see, she was in business.
At 10,000 dollars worth of
GI insurance per tail guy.
By the end, she confessed that she had
been a little in love with me,
or else she'd never married a pilot.
They came back more often
than tail gunners did.
But that was years ago.
You must have had time to get over.
I guess so.
Only sometimes I'm not so sure.
You see, I actually
loved that little tramp.
Looks like even the birds
want no part of this place.
You know that's true.
We've seen very little wildlife
since we've been in this island.
It's the last we're gonna see.
Afternoon Jen.
Mike leave today to met you.
I sure am, I slept 'til noon.
Bad sleep? Fish don't wait.
Look at you.
You knew I and Ruth went down to Boston
last night for out anniversary.
This were running good up to ten o'clock.
Oh, well. Tomorrow is another day Jem.
We'll start up bright and early.
The lord give each one
of us just so many days.
Waste one, you never get it back.
Ruth and I almost didn't get back.
You must have heard how the hurricane
washed out most of the shore road
Say, what about that College
call out on Baker's Island.
- You get through the blow all right?
- Wouldn't know.
You mean you haven't
even gone out there today?
You told me you'd make a special run.
Told you I might.
Our deal with him says we don't
run there but Mondays and Thursdays.
Thursday don't start 'till tomorrow.
You've got about as much heart
as a hammerhead shark.
You've got a lot to learn
about business, boy.
Hey, where are you going?
Well, how do you think I'm going?
What the devil is it?
So, that's it.
So, that's what?
I've never seen one this
big before but my guess is
this is the granddaddy
of all solar batteries
Solar batteries?
Each one of these disks
contains maybe 100 cells,
which convert light into electricity
A gadget of this size could supply
enough juice to barbecue Brooklyn.
I wonder what Bartell's
doing with all this power.
Actually I have no
use for that much power.
Speak of the devil.
Where'd you come from.
From the tent.
I've been looking all over for you.
I've something quite interesting
to show you.
If you will follow me.
I've already found
something that interests me.
What, this?
What are you doing
with 10,000 volts of electricity?
Clearly I must insist that
we start back at once.
Of course I can idly tell
y'all about my fabulous toy
along the way.
You see, a colleague of
mine at the university, Dr. Martin
has been developing the unit
for several years now.
And by the proficiency...
And now that we're all together,
our experiment begins.
Let's get on with your test, professor.
Very well, I believe
we may have our weapon...
See? I told you there's a weapon.
I'm not referring to love, Omar.
Electricity.
You mean you think you'll be able
to shock these things to death?
The theory is unimportant.
It's a test that counts.
I don't know,
whether 10,000 volts
is enough to kill them.
But I do know it can kill me.
I think I've done it, professor.
Yes.
I think I have.
Did you see that? Ha!
He gave the thing the hot sit!
Congratulations, professor!
OK, now everybody start packing.
Not quite yet, Miss Winters.
There's still much to do.
Look.
Here is the solar battery.
We run an extension
cable down to the beach.
There we place two single wires,
There's an electrode in each end.
Positive and negative.
Once it hits the water, 10,000 volts will
coarse through the flesh eaters, so...
Well it makes sense, but
what can we use for electrodes?
The [inaudible] that's a perfect.
You and Omar get the solar
battery cable down to the beach.
And outer the two reels
of wire behind the tent.
What about you, professor?
I'd be along as soon as I put
away some of the equipment.
Okay Omar, let's go.
Listen, how heavy are those reels?
I'm not to big to this hard work jazz.
Destroys initiative.
Time, two minutes 20 seconds
following 10,000 volts shock
Specimens appear lifeless.
Time 54 minutes, 55 seconds.
Still no observable change.
What is it?
What could have gone wrong?
I used to much voltage.
That's it!
That's it.
It's our supply boat.
It came dam early!
Well he's a day late,
as far as I'm concerned.
Stupid Full!
Luck out, you're heading straight to'em!
Turn that thing away!
They just plucked him like a chicken.
Oh, I'm scare Grant.
Now I'm really scare.
You're not the only one, honey.
All right Gunga Din,
now what we do?
They're sure to send
another boat to investigate.
Man, when they find that
pile of bones of that launch,
nobody's gonna try sailing in here again.
Then we just hope we can get out
on what's left of that raft of yours.
Come on. We have a lot of work to do.
Professor.
- Did you see...
- Not all, but enough.
I was in the tent when I heard the screams.
By the time I got outside, well..
Poor guy.
You seriously think we
can shoot 10,000 Volts
of electricity though the entire ocean?
Of course not.
We'll use just a small strip of shore.
But let's look for a
less contaminated area.
We'll circle the island.
You and the ladies go that way.
Omar and I'll go this way.
We'll meet on the other side.
OK. It's a date, but let's get moving!
If you get the ice, I'll start the drinks.
- The ice box is back there.
- OK!
Yahoo!
- I got the rock.
- Ah good.
Splendid! Hand them over.
The drink's almost ready.
Crazy.
- You're taking it straight.
- Oh, yes
Well, here's to life.
I'll drink to that.
- Hey, you've got the jar covered.
- Just laboratory procedure.
I'm a man of habit.
Even on a desert island.
You know, for a second there I thought
maybe you covered it out of respect
to those things you killed.
Pretty cooky idea, hum?
Yes, very cooky.
And now we drink.
Man, I hit the loving spot.
It's funny...
I once wanted to be a scientist.
- Really, what field?
- Nuclear physics.
Ah, I thought it'd be a boot smashing
them stupid atoms.
Huh.
Why didn't you continue.
Man, I was all for it.
They wanted me to cram my skull
full of differential calculus,
and quantum theories and all that jazz.
You can get an adding
machine to do that stuff.
All I wanted to do is put some old atoms...
But, what is it, my friend?
You seem in pain.
Or nothing.
Little indigestion, I guess.
I'm gonna have to give up beans.
Of course that's not gonna
leave me much else to eat.
I already gave up meat
and bread and sugar and...
They're coming inside me!
Keeping it in my mount.
This spot doesn't look too bad.
Great. Let's tell the professor.
Listen.
I told you I heard a scream.
What happened, Bar tell.
He slipped away from me.
I warned him, but he wouldn't listen.
He was only interested in saving himself.
Listen to those screams,
they're eating him alive.
- It's all over now.
- I'm glad he's dead. He's better off.
Yes, that's right.
He's lucky.
He doesn't have to wait to die.
It's over for him.
All right. Cut that out.
We can't afford any hysterics.
Frankly Mr. Murdock,
it does begin to look a little hopeless.
Now, without even a raft...
We can build a raft.
Grant's right.
Nothing really changed for us.
If we can kill the flesh eaters
we can still escape.
Count me out.
We'll all end up the way we did.
The only difference is you'll break
your back stringing the stupid wire.
I'm going back to the tent.
Alright. We'll wake
you when it's all over.
Professor, we found a stretch of beach
that looks like a better bet than this one.
- It's on the other side of the island.
- No!
It's more logical to
make the test right here.
If we are successful, we can always
move the equipment to the other side.
Agree?
You're the expert.
I want to cover a good sized area.
You two layer out all the
cable in that direction.
I'll take the other layer and go this way.
Well, how's it going, professor?
Please Miss Winters,
it's hard that this work is tiring.
If you come to make jokes about it...
I can help you, Peter.
Oh, you've changed your mind?
Yes.
About several things.
Well them. Suppose you begin by placing
the wire in a straight line as I unroll it.
Straight line, Miss Winters, please.
We cannot afford to waste any wire.
You know, I was thinking about
what you said last night about... intellect
and what it takes to really make a man.
What is your point?
I mean, take this fellow Murdock
I mean, if it were up to him, we'd all
have gone wading into the flesh eaters,
waving a flag and singing
the air force anthem.
But then take yourself.
Calm, observant...
working everything out
in a logical fashion.
- So?
- Oh look, Peter.
Let's not beat around the bush.
If there's anyone who's going to
come out of this thing alive, it's you.
And I want to be on your side.
Really?
But what makes you think
that I have any special magic
witch could save the two of us?
OK. I'll lay my cards on the table.
I know that you know
more about this creatures
than you're willing to tell.
- You think that?
- I know it, Peter.
I took a peek under the
sheet covering the specimens.
They're alive, Peter.
And as frisky as they come.
I see.
And what makes you think that
I was aware that they'd come back to live?
Oh. Come on Peter.
You don't have to be afraid of me.
I don't care what you're up to.
It must be something
important, I know that.
And I know you must have
thought it all out on the go.
You're very practical, Laura.
And very exciting.
Even the smell of you is exciting.
Come. Let's get out of this sun.
Let's find a bit of shade.
We'll discuss it better further.
It still doesn't make sense, Grant.
Why should Bar tell want
to keep us believing?
I don't know.
But if he doesn't want to,
might be takers out
of wearing the clear side
of the island where we'd
have a better chance.
Maybe he's right. Maybe it would
have been a waste to carry these
heavy reels over there
if it's not going to work.
Honey, if it's not going to work,
then everything is a waste.
But it's not the only question
he's going to have to answer.
And he'd better have the answers.
Be more specific Mr. Murdock.
What is it that bothers you?
Why have you suddenly become
so suspicious of my every move?
Wait a minute, professor.
Why is there so much to explain?
You've got answers to all the questions.
But why are there so many questions?
Because our friend murder
has an ugly mind, I'm afraid.
Oh, yes? Well I'm afraid I'm
getting ugly minded too.
Bar tell, where were you last night
when Laura went out of the plane?
That's one I must have slipped up on.
Good girl!
OK, professor.
Where were you?
- I must have been asleep.
- Not for quite a while.
We shared that blanket shelter, remember?
I woke up when you crawled in.
It was hours after you
walked down to the beach.
Look, this is ridiculous.
Next you'll accuse me of stealing
the Empire State Building at higher noon.
Perhaps without my identity too.
Here, let me show you my
university credentials.
Well Mr. Murdock,
do you honor my credentials?
What the devil you are up to?
Oh, it's simple enough.
But while I explain.
You splash the electro leads
to the power lines, Mr. Murdock.
...then in 1947, the United States
government
Sent me to Germany in
a top secret project,
because of my knowledge of the language.
With other scientists I was
asked to inspect papers
left behind by the Nazi war scientists.
Yeah, I'll bet you enjoyed
reading about those insane experiments.
Packing living men in ice,
draining their blood
to find the precise threshold of death.
Nice constructive work.
Really Mr. Murdock?
Is it too much more pleasant
to die from the atomic bomb
than from a hypodermic needle?
OK. Cut the philosophy!
Go on with your story.
The Nazi marine biologists had indeed done
some interesting work.
Very creative work.
- The flesh eaters?
- Precisely.
The German biochemist
had been investigating
the mystery of the virus.
Strange phenomenon which
is neither living nor dead,
when he accidentally
created a new life form.
It had a most peculiar metabolism,
It would consume only
one form of nourishment.
Living matter!
You see the unique properties
of this laboratory creation...
Stop That instantly!
You will not unwrap the second
power lead until the first splash.
Did you think I would be fool enough to
let you throw a live power line in my face?
Where was that?
Oh, Yes!
About the biochemists.
A very low order of science
Well, they're almost as stupid
as airplane pilots.
However, the Nazi marine biologists,
soon saw what an enormous
economic weapon they had here.
Even a small amount of these creatures
could wipe out
the entire fish supply of North America.
To say nothing about the people.
Yes, well, a submarine
was to drop to the test tube
into the waters of southern
cost of Florida.
- Than, why didn't it work?
- Who knows?
Or possible the timing device
for this fantastic
creation of science misfired.
And the cork was never
popped from the tube.
Not until many years later.
What did Washington do about your report?
There was no report.
The Nazis had burned most of the papers.
A poor underpaid marine biologist
named Peter Bar tell
burned the rest.
Wasn't that clever of me?
Back in America, I waited very patiently
I carefully read all
the marine publications.
Finally in 1950, the
Florida authorities reported
the strange destruction
of millions of fish.
A second such catastrophe took
place off Georgia in 1952.
Later, the Carolinas
reported similar disasters.
Soon I was able to diagram
the precise cost of our protein needs.
But I still don't see how you plan
to make money from these things.
Don't you get it?
He's gonna take them to some
water department somewhere.
Think what the monsters would do in
the water supply of New York or Chicago.
Mr. Murdoch, you
underestimate my patriotism.
Of course I will offer our
own government first bid.
However, if Russia, Britain or Germany
should happen to bid more...
Well...
I'm not a super patriot.
No you're not.
But I'll tell you what you are.
- You're a dirty sadistic...
- Shut up!
And now, Mr. Murdock
you will throw the first electrode
into the water.
Get moving.
How's killing those
things going to help you?
You still don't understand.
The electric shock I gave
the sample creatures in the tent
merely stunned them.
Once I repeat the process here,
I can safely place the quantity
of them in special containers...
You mean the things in the tent
came back to life?
Of course.
I'm sorry you didn't see
the final result of my experiment.
Miss Winters did, however.
Laura?
Where is she?
I'm afraid Miss Winters
will not be able to join us.
The great lady has taken her final round.
You.
You killed her!
You cannot killed us
right from the start.
No.
I'd hoped you would fly from my island
before the fish skeletons began to show up.
But it was not to be.
Why didn't you kill us, then?
I'd good use for you,
as you will see.
And now you'll throw
the electrode into the water.
But this time, no useless heroics.
Good.
And now you'll do the same
with the other electrode.
And your job will be almost done.
Almost?
After we have electrified the water,
It'll be necessary to test it.
To see if all the flesh eaters
have been sufficiently stunned.
And so you, Mr. Murdock will
lie down in a the contaminated area...
You... animal!
You will lie down in one
of the contaminated areas,
and be our guinea pig
Alright.
In the meantime Miss Letterman,
you'll go out the tent
and bring back the lead cylinders
that will serve to store our monsters.
- Isn't there anything...
- I'm afraid not, honey. Go on.
Let us proceed.
The moment the other
electrode hits the water,
the circuit will be complete.
They won't die!
Don't electrify those things!
Go, Mr. Murdock!
Now!
No! Stop!
Oh my God. No.
You don't know what you've done.
What are you talking about?
You created a monster!
Something beyond belief.
Easy Jan, Easy.
Take a deep breath and
tell us all about it.
It was huge, slime, bloated thing.
And the table was covered with blood.
The smell, Grant.
A horrible stench.
It's preposterous.
I know enough about
the flesh eaters to realize...
Preposterous, Martel?
OK, suppose you give us
an answer for this thing.
A nucleus...
A charge of energy bound
the amino acids together...
and ended forming this.
Can't be destroyed.
And just masters this.
Some kind of tissue...
The bullet can penetrate it.
It stopped.
It's just waiting for us down there.
Oh, no. It's going to climb up.
Lets keep running.
Fools! You can't escape by running!
Have you forgotten that at this
very moment the sea is giving birth
to a creature 100 times
the size of this one?
Never mind, I'll still
have the final victory.
I will cheat the flesh eater
with the only weapon I have left.
Our lives.
You'll die first, Bar tell.
You'll die first!
Do you want to eat?
You want to eat?
Here! Eat!
What destroyed it?
I don't know, but I'm gonna find out.
You won't need this.
You fired the last shell.
Grant...
What was it?
Whole body.
The flesh hasn't even been touched.
Now I know how it was killed!
How?
- You mean we have a chance?
- What killed it?
Blood.
Laura's blood.
It drips straight to the nucleus.
Yes, I see.
Hemoglobin sensitivity.
The fish skeletons were
washed up in a pool of blood.
And the bird cage
was covered with blood.
Right! The silver things rejected it,
but the nucleus was
super sensitive to it
enough to die from
a direct injection of it.
Then we can defeat the other one.
Exactly, but only if
we use our own blood,
shot right into the heart of it.
We've got to rig up some kind
of giant hypodermic needle.
Yes, but we've got to hurry.
That monstrous thing is
forming in the water right now.
There. That should do it.
This blade will pierce the eye, and then...
I will have to puncture each of us
a number of times to
extract a sufficient supply.
Well, let's get started.
The beaker, Miss Letterman.
I only hope that suit will protect you
from the silver things long
enough for you kill the monster.
Thanks.
Let's hope it does just that.
Grant.
Don't worry.
- Are you coming, Bar tell?
- In a moment.
In just a moment.
Grant, he got the gun!
Too bad, Miss Letterman.
I would have preferred to
finish the job without force.
Now what, Bar tell?
Now I save myself from the electric
chair for two murders.
Oh!
What is it the Arabs say?
Where there is no witness,
there is no crime.
OK. You still want the run this show?
Go out and take care of
that monster yourself.
I think not.
I don't believe you'd care
to watch Miss Letterman die.
No!
OK, lets drink up and go for a swim.
C'mon, Ann. You gonna sleep all day?
So, you want to be coaxed, hein?
Hey! It's enough for you, Fred!
Mutiny, ehh?
OK, you're going overboard!
Hey!
You give that back, Fred Miller!
Hum, hum.
Come and get it.
You better to get back to me, Fred.
Ok.
Coming right up.
Oh, Fred.
Fred.
Fred.
Fred?
Fred!
Fred?
Hello.
Would you fly somewhere right the way?
I'd fly anywhere with you baby,
but you better ask the pilot.
Hello there!
I understand you run the charter service.
I want to hire the plane.
Now wait a minute lady.
If this is some process service gang,
just to make me admit
that I'm Grant Murdoch,
you're gonna wish
you hadn't pulled it.
I'm afraid I don't know...
...jointing Outline Motors they
will never get the $1,100 I own and
they got me in the court when I should
be flying that plane trying to make a buck
Whatever you're talking
about, Mr. Murdoch,
I'm sorry, but I don't
have the time for it.
Just what is it you want me to do?
I told you.
I want to rent your plane.
OK. Where to?
Provincetown.
Provincetown?
Swell, right into a tropical storm.
What tropical storm?
There's a beaut blowing
up in the Caribbean.
With lots of luck, we might
outrun it to Provincetown,
but not with my kind of luck.
Let's put it in another way.
Do you want double your regular fee?
Now look miss,
- Letterman, Jan Letterman.
- Believe me, I'm not against money
Miss Letterman, but I'm not quite
ready to sell my life...
Triple.
I'll give you three
times your regular price.
That's just about the market price
for one slightly used life
It's a deal!
Only we better to get in the air fast!
If the radio operator spots it
she'll throw the book rule book at me.
Who are you?
Another spy from the studio?
This is a nice man who
will fly us to Provincetown
so we can make the dress rehearsal.
Good!
I gonna make a rehearsal very important.
Now you're sure you're not a spy?
No, I'm your leading man.
Don't ever let 'em
shoot you from this side.
You got a lousy right profile.
Yeah. I'll try to remember that.
Murdock to East River Sky Port Control.
Murdock to East River Sky Port Control.
Come in Liz.
East River Sky Port
Control to Murdoch, over.
Hello Amy. Clock me to 143.
Destination Provincetown.
Repeating, destination Provincetown.
Sorry about this, kid, over.
All right Mr. Murdock.
Now turn that ship around
and bring it right back-down here.
I can't take the responsibility for this...
indistinct on radio
I said I was sorry baby,
but you know how it is.
I've got a woman here with
a very rare blood type.
We're flying her out to Rubinstein Park.
Blood transfusion.
You mean, you're flying there
for a money transfusion.
Well, all right daredevil.
You're a big boy now.
You can take care of yourself.
Over and out.
Good luck big buck.
You mean you're taking
that big of chance because of us?
Maybe.
It all depends.
On what?
On whether or not we all get killed.
If we do the FAA might lift my license.
Is it bad?
It's no good.
We've only got about an hour
of flying time ahead of us.
That storm is almost on top of us.
Can't you fly over it?
I think for the left.
Why this louse alarm?
Do you have gas?
We have lots of gas but it's
not getting through the cylinders.
- I'll have to try to set it down.
- Where?
Well, there should be some
small inhabited islands in this area.
- We are looking for one of them.
- Maybe we ought to pray a little too.
You pray, I'll look.
It will be our island paradise time.
Just two of us.
And Tom, I don't care if
the Navy never finds us.
Cat.
You pray pretty good Miss Letterman.
No! No! Lookout!
All right. Let's get going!
I want to get this plane tied down
before that storm hits.
Our lunch?
This one stays here.
OK, see if you wake Miss Winters, huh?
So, you know who she was all along.
Are you kidding?
From Broadway to Hollywood
and 14,000 headlines.
Summer stock!
Sowwy!
Ok Miss Winters.
You're on your own now.
The plane needs mourning too.
What's going on?
If this is Provincetown were Norwegian.
But that's where we are.
And I know we are luck to be here.
Hey! Wait a minute, Yo!
What are you doing with that plane?
You were hired to drive us
to Provincetown.
He will Miss Winters.
Just as soon as the motor is fixed.
Listen, you idiot!
You can't just strand
me on this sand pile.
My show opens tomorrow night!
Just get over to that plane and fix it!
The carburetor will have
to de-ice itself.
And right now we better look
for some kind of shelter.
It may look great now,
but that wind's right on our tail.
Has this thing frigtened you?
This equipment must make me look like
one of those creatures from a horror film.
Where did you jam your boat?
We flew here.
Ah, I see.
Perhaps you had to land here
to avoid the storm.
Oh no, we were just
scouting for tuna fish
and we dropped down for
a jar of mayonnaise.
We had a little motor trouble,
And your island was here.
Gos are really mad.
I'm just here to do some research
out of the station.
Cambridge.
Peter Bar tell.
I'm a professor of marine biology.
Look professor Bar tell.
Can we just skip the formal introductions
till we can get to your shelter?
Oh, forgive my terrible hospitality.
I wasn't expecting guests.
Please follow me.
Leave ma alone!
I know how to walk!
I said, leave me alone!
You heard her. Leave her alone.
- Wait, fine.
- Hey you wait!
You're fired!
Oh!
Better get my shoes.
What a shame.
The poor woman never had the chance.
What caused it?
Sharks, I guess.
They don't usually appears
at this far north.
The tropical storm must
have driven them up here.
The woman could be bathing
in your own beach when it happened.
If it is hungry enough
it can came close to the shore.
Well, we'd better to cover this thing.
Yes, there's no time to bury it now.
Bury? Won't the authorities want
it for identification?
Oh, yes. You're of course.
Some little families are searching for a
mother, or a daughter, at this very moment.
Normally these dunes would
protect me against the sea winds,
but with this hurricane coming you
have to batten down the tent farther.
Ah!
Don't be frightened.
It's only Louis.
Louis?
My little pet. He's barely
good company for the expedition.
Come. Please, make yourselves at home.
All right. Let's go Mister.
It's Murdock!
Professor Grant Murdock.
Hurry up Mr. Murdock.
We don't have much time.
I don't remember your name, but...
I do remember enough to thank you.
No thank is necessary.
Well, I'm Grant Murdock,
and that's Professor Bar tell.
Professor, Miss Laura Winters
the secretary Jan Letterman
I should have recognized you.
But, you see, I have so little
time for motion pictures.
Skip it, professor. I'm not big
on marine biology either.
When do we get out of here?
Well you can forget about
it for today, Miss Winters.
Even after to storm passes
there'll still be too much
turbulence for flying.
But we can get up first
thing in the morning, can't we?
I'm afraid we'll just have to wait and see.
See? What?
Whether we are alive
by then, Miss Letterman.
This island is completely unprotected.
I can assure you we are
in for a good pounding.
Well, I think the worst is over.
You should be able to take of now.
I'm afraid not.
Those tail winds are still
too rough for my ship.
I see.
Sorry.
Look, I've got an inflatable
raft in the plane.
It can double as an extra bed
for one of the the ladies.
Ah, very good.
And we can better share of ourselves
I have some spare blankets
in the trunk behind the tent.
Good!
Wait. At least I can give you a help.
Oh Jan sweet.
Would you do Laura a big favor?
Bring back that other
suitcase with you?
The one with all my night things.
All right.
I'm glad you managed to get away
You know, I came with you Mr. Murdock
because I wanted to explain
something about Laura.
Yeah.
How about that?
The plane is still in one piece.
Laura is a very
frightened person, Grant.
She's afraid to work
and she's afraid nothing.
She's got a kind of private
ghost that haunts her.
A ghost called failure
Laura Winters didn't discover trouble
the way Columbus discovered America.
You can't really be
as tough as you sound.
What have you got
against Laura personally?
Is there something about her
that reminds you your own trouble?
Please skip the free psychoanalysis.
Believe me, I don't have
any feelings about Miss Winters.
Frankly, I'm too busy worrying
about some real problems.
Like him, for instance.
He's taking a long hike for supplies
that are supposed to be
just behind the tent.
What about it?
I'm not sure.
There are a couple of things
that just don't add up.
Like what?
Well, like sharks being
responsible for that skeleton.
Sharks don't eat the
meat and leave the bones.
They'll snap out the arm at the elbow
or a leg at the knee.
But whatever caused this skeleton
made a neat little fillet of it.
Not a shred of flesh left,
but every bone intact.
But why did the professor lie?
That's a very good question.
OK. you wait here!
I'll get the raft and the suitcase.
Grant, do me a favor?
When you get the other tings,
will you bring Laura's lunch?
Sorry. The liquor stays on the plane.
But she's going to need
it tonight, I can tell.
Look,
when I get in Provincetown,
she can guzzle all she wants.
But while I'm in charge,
no bottle parties.
Everything all right with the plane?
It's under control.
I see you got the shelter thrown up.
Did you have to go far for the blanket?
No, I thought I told you.
I keep the supplies right and back.
Well, if you excuse me,
I'll pump the bed up.
Knock, knock.
Just a minute.
Just thought I'd change something
a little more practical.
That's nice.
Where is the suitcase?
Oh I'm sorry, I forgot it.
Your forgot it?
What do you mean you forgot it?
You can remember every
bill you ever paid for me.
You don't even carry an address book.
That's how bad your memory is.
And yet you forgot the suitcase, huh?
I'm sorry Miss Winters,
but you see when we got back to the...
I see, all right.
We're back to the reform kick, aren't we?
I thought you give it that up.
Or maybe you're just trying to protect
my reputation from these fine gentlemen.
Well, that is not necessary!
Gentlemen, I drink. Not polite cocktails.
I mean I drink!
Excuse me ladies.
I have several nets on shore.
I want to make sure the
storm hasn't damaged them.
Just a minute professor.
I think I'd enjoy talking
to some shellfish.
May I say that you
surprise me, Miss Winters.
Sure, go ahead and say it.
It amazes me that a woman like you
should be attracted by a man like that.
And what exactly do you
mean by a man like that?
Mr. average all American,
with wings.
You should know Miss Winters,
muscles, and a little bit of suntan
don't make a man.
And what does?
An egghead with a microscope?
In my humble opinion, Yes.
If you take my advice, you're tire...
If you take my advice,
you keep your nose out of my affairs.
You misunderstand me completely.
I'm merely pointing out that
trail strength is never a physical thing.
Knowledge is strength.
Self-discipline, the ability to channel...
Ohhh.
My mistake.
I should have realized
self-discipline is not just strong.
Our self-control for that matter
Our body in no brain.
Who are you?
Typical reaction.
What makes you so superior,
you little tin god?
Stupid! Drunk!
Stay away from me.
I'm warning you!
Wooping right along with our show,
here Alina Elis.
It's so wonder.
Oh, no you can't it have anymore.
You drink to much.
Look at you, you don't
even see straight anymore.
Risks this for Laura.
Because Laura needs it.
She really needs it.
It's Laura's medicine.
Everybody tries to take
her medicine away from her.
They wouldn't want to take
it away if it was penicillin.
Laura reminds him.
And Streptomycin.
[inaudible]
Laura is gonna take the
medicine back to the tent
with the light in case of
fever gets worse at night.
OK boys. Follow me.
Be dead my little loveless.
The wind must carry it here.
That means that I must die too.
I told you that something
fantastic's going on here!
That they are.
Come on.
See?
Amazing. I've never seen
something like it.
That's funny, I thought
you'd know all about this.
Scientists certainly do not claim
to know everything. Only Quacks do.
But what you are about to
do is extremely dangerous.
How do you know?
I would guess at these fish have been
destroyed by some microscopic parasite.
There's a possibility the same parasite
could be transferred to your body
if you should touch them.
Could there be some connection between
these and that skeleton that was washed up?
Now let's not jump to
conclusions, Mr. Murdoch.
Face facts, professor.
We stumbled onto a living horror!
Emotionalism is a
poor ally, Mr. Murdoch.
- We must keep...
- There's only one thing we must do,
that's fly straight to the authorities
with the facts and let them take over.
Hey you two wake up!
What is it?
Get dressed fast.
We're leaving!
I want you both ready in 10 minutes.
All right.
Laura, let's...
Oh.
Oh...
Oh...
General, I've got rotten, it was clear.
One of our aircraft is missing.
No, it can't be.
Even she wouldn't be dumb enough
to do stuff like this.
Perhaps not dumb
enough but drunk enough.
Of course that's what happened.
She got good drunk.
Then she thought the ocean
was her bathtub.
She decided to sail
our little plane in it.
I'll kill her! I'll kill the idiot!
I don't remember doing it.
I swear I don't.
Of course you don't remember.
How the devil could you?
You were probably blind drunk.
We...
I... I remember falling down on the beach.
Maybe I could remember what happened.
Maybe the whole thing will come back to me.
I only have to think!
Well, think about this.
The professor and I discovered the beach
covered with fish skeletons.
Skeletons, just like that
poor devil we found yesterday.
What happened?
What is it?
I'll tell you what it is.
There's something weird out
in that water,
or something that eats
the skin right of you.
And now we are stuck here because
your drunken friend dumped the plane!
Oh no, Grant.
Laura's never done
anything insane like that,
Not even when she was... drunk.
Don't waste your breath honey.
The plane is gone and I
admit being in it last night.
So what else can we expect
the bird man to think?
He'd hang his own mother
on evidence like that.
I couldn't have stated
the case better myself.
That wasn't very fair of him.
Actually, it's quite possible that the
wind blew the plane out of the sea.
That's right Laura.
It could have happened like that.
Oh, sure!
And the rope just
happened to be in my hand.
And I got blown out to sea with the plane.
And right now, I'm under 500 feet of ocean.
Why don't you both live me alone?
What is it? Fish skeleton?
I only wish it were.
For the name of God, man.
What is it?
It's my case.
Is magic!
Pure distilled magic!
I don't know, but certain it's something
that's never been recorded.
It's alive, don't is it?
Yes, it seems alive.
One thing is sure.
They have part of man and a fish.
Look out there!
Millions of them, just waiting for us.
Oh God. It's Laura!
This is weird.
What is it?
- Ah!
- Hold it!
Don't move!
Stay very still.
That shiny stuff is bad medicine.
All right. Now stand up.
I can't.
I almost slipped.
You've got to.
There is no other way.
- No.
- I said get on your feet!
Good.
All right, just step over to me.
I'll fall!
No you won't.
I'll brace you.
Now grab hold of my hands.
Why did they stop?
They can't keep their balance slowly.
No, I can't!
All right. All right.
Then move back, so I can
come over and get you.
I can't!
You're going to move back
or you're going to die out here.
I'll try.
Go ahead.
That's it.
That's as far as I can go.
Now, whatever you do
don't grab me and panic,
or we're both falling into that stuff.
Stay calm.
It's not over yet, Miss Letterman.
Ah!
Oh.
What is it?
Nothing
Don't touch your pants.
I need bandages, strips of
cloth, anything, quickly!
Hurry up!
There.
We can bandage it later.
Good girl.
Are you feeling
better now, Miss Winters?
I'm all right.
It's not easy for me to do,
but I want to thank you.
Skip it.
- No, I pay my debts.
- I said skip it!
Jana, as soon as we get back,
I want to write it out of the books.
Make out a check for Murdock for $1000.
- I'll can do it.
- I like the way you do business.
Just a moment Mr Murdock.
Do you happen to have
your cigarettes with you?
What's he doing?
I have collected you specimens.
Now we can perform
some basic tests with it.
I think you might be able
to find a way to handle this stuff.
Well, I can't be sure.
I have only the barest
of equipment with me,
but perhaps we'd be luck.
We may find some quite simple
means of controlling them.
After all these possess intelligence.
They do not.
Of course you understand
the important thing
for us to learn is just how we can...
Do you understand what it means?
These things want flesh,
any kind of flesh.
And once they sense it,
they will it their waste or anything
that comes between them and their meet.
And we're supposed to just wait here
until that stuff comes up and
picks all our bones, naturally.
Well, not at all, Miss Winters.
Tomorrow morning my supply boat
will arrive from the mainland.
- Wow!
- Oh.
Yes it comes twice a week.
All you've to do is wait
and keep away from the water.
I'm going to draw a line to
indicate the high tide line.
Since we are never sure
where these saber creatures
might sudden appear
we must never step beyond this line.
Not for anything!
Shhhh!
What is it? A martian hymn?
Great!
We can use this boy!
Hey! Hey there friend!
Come right on in
and rescue this poor unhappy
band of travelers.
Will you keep quiet?
You shut up!
This guy's gonna ferry us out.
Come on. It's is plenty to eat for you,
so full sailing ahead!
Are you trying to have that man killed?
Mr Gunga Din,
Stop playing hero! That guy's safe
as long he's not by the water.
Perhaps it's just a bunch of toothpaste
tied together with a string.
If he peddles into these
flesh eaters, he's had it.
Is that what you want?
When you stop arguing,
let's do something about it.
Hey, go back!
Get away from here!
You must keep away!
Hey, hey! I think you over loved it!
You're really with me!
I mean, you know the truth
when it comes sailing in.
No, no! don't come!
I'm coming, my people!
I'm coming!
- He can't hear us. What do we do?
- It's no use.
I don't think he is already coming soon.
Hey, don't quit now.
Keep the love coming to me.
I mean, just don't quit.
Listen you fool.
You're in danger!
You're in danger!
Man, you're so right!
We're all in great things!
Will you listen to me?
Will you open your ears and listen to me?
Give me the words.
I'm a big man for the word.
Speaking or writing or singing
or painting, I'm all in the word.
But man, that kind of word!
Will you shut up?
Shut that big mouth of yours
before you wind up stardust.
Let's drive up Max.
I don't feel welcome anymore.
You're not offending anymore my people!
You've come too close
to shore to turn back now.
You better listen me closely.
There is something in that water
that eats flesh!
I said eats flesh!
People wiped down to the bone!
Where is the lot, Mac?
Don't tell me about that hunt, Jeff.
These things
are small and silvery.
Right there, is a bubble.
Get the geek! The geek!
Get away from me! Get away!
I told 'em.
I told 'em that love was the
only weapon but they don't listen.
Now the geek is here
and wants to take me first.
Because I know about the weapon.
Cut that off!
Get out and start paddling
that raft to shore.
I'm not afraid, Max.
The geek can't get me.
Not Omar.
Omar's got the love whip.
Never mind, man.
Just get in here, will you?
Hey! Stop! Stop!
Don't move, my friend!
Don't move a step!
What is it?
That's not the weapon, man.
Love is the weapon.
Shut up and hold still!
What a bad show, Max.
It took me three weeks
to make those sandals.
I mean, they had the love
and they were stitch.
Look, lover. I want to show you something.
What's the geek, Mac?
Don't squeeze my muscle.
That's my playing arm.
I just want to show you
what could happen to you.
Man...
what a way to go...
You mean that silver stuff
ate all that meat off them bones?
Yep.
Boy...
that's one lovely appetite.
Say...
what makes them do it?
I think they want
the world the hate them.
They want to be punished
because of some guilt complex?
Hey!
Do you think maybe they just cookie?
I do not know the conventional
sinner for this word. "Cookie".
But I wouldn't impute any in erotic tries
to such a lower life.
You're crazy man!
You speak the word.
Lay on me some more with
that neurotic drive jazz.
And let me have a little
of old motivation music.
- Sing me some more.
- Please.
Now they are all here.
Dr. Cyclops,
Gunga Din and now Buster Beatnik.
Oh heaven protect a simple
lady lush in a place like this.
After you on the coffee, please.
And, by the way, we are not casting
any Brigitte Bar dot today. Thank you.
I'm sorry, but you know
what happened to my blouse,
and I didn't have anything else with me.
Well, don't worry about it.
I'll get you something of mine to wear.
You know what your
trouble is, of course.
No Omar.
What is my trouble of course?
You got a sour liver.
Yes, that's right.
Too much meat, too much
sugar, spices, coffee,
white bread, alcohol, onions and sex.
Well I can do without all
those other things, doctor,
but you can't expect me to give up onions.
I'll start to clean up.
Oh please don't trouble Miss Jan.
That's really nothing to do there.
Hold it a minute, professor. There's
still a little nourishment left in there.
- How about taking a stroll?
- I'd love to.
Oh, but you think it's safe?
As long as we stay among.
Don't worry. I'll take good care of you.
Oh Jan, wait a minute.
I found something for you to put on.
That's awfully considerate, Miss Winters.
I'm sure it'll go just
fine with her slacks,
when she gets back.
Sorry madly friend,
but I am not going to be your dinner.
I met a sweet innocent flower
down in Texas near the end of the war.
Te whole thing only lasted ten days,
including the three day
pass for our honeymoon.
Then what?
Then nothing.
I went overseas, flew dozen of missions,
and the war ended.
Which was a break for me, but not for her.
It turned out that this
sweet innocent southern belle
had already had two other
husbands in the Air Corps.
Oh, no Grant!
Oh, yes.
Two tail gunners who never made it back.
You see, she was in business.
At 10,000 dollars worth of
GI insurance per tail guy.
By the end, she confessed that she had
been a little in love with me,
or else she'd never married a pilot.
They came back more often
than tail gunners did.
But that was years ago.
You must have had time to get over.
I guess so.
Only sometimes I'm not so sure.
You see, I actually
loved that little tramp.
Looks like even the birds
want no part of this place.
You know that's true.
We've seen very little wildlife
since we've been in this island.
It's the last we're gonna see.
Afternoon Jen.
Mike leave today to met you.
I sure am, I slept 'til noon.
Bad sleep? Fish don't wait.
Look at you.
You knew I and Ruth went down to Boston
last night for out anniversary.
This were running good up to ten o'clock.
Oh, well. Tomorrow is another day Jem.
We'll start up bright and early.
The lord give each one
of us just so many days.
Waste one, you never get it back.
Ruth and I almost didn't get back.
You must have heard how the hurricane
washed out most of the shore road
Say, what about that College
call out on Baker's Island.
- You get through the blow all right?
- Wouldn't know.
You mean you haven't
even gone out there today?
You told me you'd make a special run.
Told you I might.
Our deal with him says we don't
run there but Mondays and Thursdays.
Thursday don't start 'till tomorrow.
You've got about as much heart
as a hammerhead shark.
You've got a lot to learn
about business, boy.
Hey, where are you going?
Well, how do you think I'm going?
What the devil is it?
So, that's it.
So, that's what?
I've never seen one this
big before but my guess is
this is the granddaddy
of all solar batteries
Solar batteries?
Each one of these disks
contains maybe 100 cells,
which convert light into electricity
A gadget of this size could supply
enough juice to barbecue Brooklyn.
I wonder what Bartell's
doing with all this power.
Actually I have no
use for that much power.
Speak of the devil.
Where'd you come from.
From the tent.
I've been looking all over for you.
I've something quite interesting
to show you.
If you will follow me.
I've already found
something that interests me.
What, this?
What are you doing
with 10,000 volts of electricity?
Clearly I must insist that
we start back at once.
Of course I can idly tell
y'all about my fabulous toy
along the way.
You see, a colleague of
mine at the university, Dr. Martin
has been developing the unit
for several years now.
And by the proficiency...
And now that we're all together,
our experiment begins.
Let's get on with your test, professor.
Very well, I believe
we may have our weapon...
See? I told you there's a weapon.
I'm not referring to love, Omar.
Electricity.
You mean you think you'll be able
to shock these things to death?
The theory is unimportant.
It's a test that counts.
I don't know,
whether 10,000 volts
is enough to kill them.
But I do know it can kill me.
I think I've done it, professor.
Yes.
I think I have.
Did you see that? Ha!
He gave the thing the hot sit!
Congratulations, professor!
OK, now everybody start packing.
Not quite yet, Miss Winters.
There's still much to do.
Look.
Here is the solar battery.
We run an extension
cable down to the beach.
There we place two single wires,
There's an electrode in each end.
Positive and negative.
Once it hits the water, 10,000 volts will
coarse through the flesh eaters, so...
Well it makes sense, but
what can we use for electrodes?
The [inaudible] that's a perfect.
You and Omar get the solar
battery cable down to the beach.
And outer the two reels
of wire behind the tent.
What about you, professor?
I'd be along as soon as I put
away some of the equipment.
Okay Omar, let's go.
Listen, how heavy are those reels?
I'm not to big to this hard work jazz.
Destroys initiative.
Time, two minutes 20 seconds
following 10,000 volts shock
Specimens appear lifeless.
Time 54 minutes, 55 seconds.
Still no observable change.
What is it?
What could have gone wrong?
I used to much voltage.
That's it!
That's it.
It's our supply boat.
It came dam early!
Well he's a day late,
as far as I'm concerned.
Stupid Full!
Luck out, you're heading straight to'em!
Turn that thing away!
They just plucked him like a chicken.
Oh, I'm scare Grant.
Now I'm really scare.
You're not the only one, honey.
All right Gunga Din,
now what we do?
They're sure to send
another boat to investigate.
Man, when they find that
pile of bones of that launch,
nobody's gonna try sailing in here again.
Then we just hope we can get out
on what's left of that raft of yours.
Come on. We have a lot of work to do.
Professor.
- Did you see...
- Not all, but enough.
I was in the tent when I heard the screams.
By the time I got outside, well..
Poor guy.
You seriously think we
can shoot 10,000 Volts
of electricity though the entire ocean?
Of course not.
We'll use just a small strip of shore.
But let's look for a
less contaminated area.
We'll circle the island.
You and the ladies go that way.
Omar and I'll go this way.
We'll meet on the other side.
OK. It's a date, but let's get moving!
If you get the ice, I'll start the drinks.
- The ice box is back there.
- OK!
Yahoo!
- I got the rock.
- Ah good.
Splendid! Hand them over.
The drink's almost ready.
Crazy.
- You're taking it straight.
- Oh, yes
Well, here's to life.
I'll drink to that.
- Hey, you've got the jar covered.
- Just laboratory procedure.
I'm a man of habit.
Even on a desert island.
You know, for a second there I thought
maybe you covered it out of respect
to those things you killed.
Pretty cooky idea, hum?
Yes, very cooky.
And now we drink.
Man, I hit the loving spot.
It's funny...
I once wanted to be a scientist.
- Really, what field?
- Nuclear physics.
Ah, I thought it'd be a boot smashing
them stupid atoms.
Huh.
Why didn't you continue.
Man, I was all for it.
They wanted me to cram my skull
full of differential calculus,
and quantum theories and all that jazz.
You can get an adding
machine to do that stuff.
All I wanted to do is put some old atoms...
But, what is it, my friend?
You seem in pain.
Or nothing.
Little indigestion, I guess.
I'm gonna have to give up beans.
Of course that's not gonna
leave me much else to eat.
I already gave up meat
and bread and sugar and...
They're coming inside me!
Keeping it in my mount.
This spot doesn't look too bad.
Great. Let's tell the professor.
Listen.
I told you I heard a scream.
What happened, Bar tell.
He slipped away from me.
I warned him, but he wouldn't listen.
He was only interested in saving himself.
Listen to those screams,
they're eating him alive.
- It's all over now.
- I'm glad he's dead. He's better off.
Yes, that's right.
He's lucky.
He doesn't have to wait to die.
It's over for him.
All right. Cut that out.
We can't afford any hysterics.
Frankly Mr. Murdock,
it does begin to look a little hopeless.
Now, without even a raft...
We can build a raft.
Grant's right.
Nothing really changed for us.
If we can kill the flesh eaters
we can still escape.
Count me out.
We'll all end up the way we did.
The only difference is you'll break
your back stringing the stupid wire.
I'm going back to the tent.
Alright. We'll wake
you when it's all over.
Professor, we found a stretch of beach
that looks like a better bet than this one.
- It's on the other side of the island.
- No!
It's more logical to
make the test right here.
If we are successful, we can always
move the equipment to the other side.
Agree?
You're the expert.
I want to cover a good sized area.
You two layer out all the
cable in that direction.
I'll take the other layer and go this way.
Well, how's it going, professor?
Please Miss Winters,
it's hard that this work is tiring.
If you come to make jokes about it...
I can help you, Peter.
Oh, you've changed your mind?
Yes.
About several things.
Well them. Suppose you begin by placing
the wire in a straight line as I unroll it.
Straight line, Miss Winters, please.
We cannot afford to waste any wire.
You know, I was thinking about
what you said last night about... intellect
and what it takes to really make a man.
What is your point?
I mean, take this fellow Murdock
I mean, if it were up to him, we'd all
have gone wading into the flesh eaters,
waving a flag and singing
the air force anthem.
But then take yourself.
Calm, observant...
working everything out
in a logical fashion.
- So?
- Oh look, Peter.
Let's not beat around the bush.
If there's anyone who's going to
come out of this thing alive, it's you.
And I want to be on your side.
Really?
But what makes you think
that I have any special magic
witch could save the two of us?
OK. I'll lay my cards on the table.
I know that you know
more about this creatures
than you're willing to tell.
- You think that?
- I know it, Peter.
I took a peek under the
sheet covering the specimens.
They're alive, Peter.
And as frisky as they come.
I see.
And what makes you think that
I was aware that they'd come back to live?
Oh. Come on Peter.
You don't have to be afraid of me.
I don't care what you're up to.
It must be something
important, I know that.
And I know you must have
thought it all out on the go.
You're very practical, Laura.
And very exciting.
Even the smell of you is exciting.
Come. Let's get out of this sun.
Let's find a bit of shade.
We'll discuss it better further.
It still doesn't make sense, Grant.
Why should Bar tell want
to keep us believing?
I don't know.
But if he doesn't want to,
might be takers out
of wearing the clear side
of the island where we'd
have a better chance.
Maybe he's right. Maybe it would
have been a waste to carry these
heavy reels over there
if it's not going to work.
Honey, if it's not going to work,
then everything is a waste.
But it's not the only question
he's going to have to answer.
And he'd better have the answers.
Be more specific Mr. Murdock.
What is it that bothers you?
Why have you suddenly become
so suspicious of my every move?
Wait a minute, professor.
Why is there so much to explain?
You've got answers to all the questions.
But why are there so many questions?
Because our friend murder
has an ugly mind, I'm afraid.
Oh, yes? Well I'm afraid I'm
getting ugly minded too.
Bar tell, where were you last night
when Laura went out of the plane?
That's one I must have slipped up on.
Good girl!
OK, professor.
Where were you?
- I must have been asleep.
- Not for quite a while.
We shared that blanket shelter, remember?
I woke up when you crawled in.
It was hours after you
walked down to the beach.
Look, this is ridiculous.
Next you'll accuse me of stealing
the Empire State Building at higher noon.
Perhaps without my identity too.
Here, let me show you my
university credentials.
Well Mr. Murdock,
do you honor my credentials?
What the devil you are up to?
Oh, it's simple enough.
But while I explain.
You splash the electro leads
to the power lines, Mr. Murdock.
...then in 1947, the United States
government
Sent me to Germany in
a top secret project,
because of my knowledge of the language.
With other scientists I was
asked to inspect papers
left behind by the Nazi war scientists.
Yeah, I'll bet you enjoyed
reading about those insane experiments.
Packing living men in ice,
draining their blood
to find the precise threshold of death.
Nice constructive work.
Really Mr. Murdock?
Is it too much more pleasant
to die from the atomic bomb
than from a hypodermic needle?
OK. Cut the philosophy!
Go on with your story.
The Nazi marine biologists had indeed done
some interesting work.
Very creative work.
- The flesh eaters?
- Precisely.
The German biochemist
had been investigating
the mystery of the virus.
Strange phenomenon which
is neither living nor dead,
when he accidentally
created a new life form.
It had a most peculiar metabolism,
It would consume only
one form of nourishment.
Living matter!
You see the unique properties
of this laboratory creation...
Stop That instantly!
You will not unwrap the second
power lead until the first splash.
Did you think I would be fool enough to
let you throw a live power line in my face?
Where was that?
Oh, Yes!
About the biochemists.
A very low order of science
Well, they're almost as stupid
as airplane pilots.
However, the Nazi marine biologists,
soon saw what an enormous
economic weapon they had here.
Even a small amount of these creatures
could wipe out
the entire fish supply of North America.
To say nothing about the people.
Yes, well, a submarine
was to drop to the test tube
into the waters of southern
cost of Florida.
- Than, why didn't it work?
- Who knows?
Or possible the timing device
for this fantastic
creation of science misfired.
And the cork was never
popped from the tube.
Not until many years later.
What did Washington do about your report?
There was no report.
The Nazis had burned most of the papers.
A poor underpaid marine biologist
named Peter Bar tell
burned the rest.
Wasn't that clever of me?
Back in America, I waited very patiently
I carefully read all
the marine publications.
Finally in 1950, the
Florida authorities reported
the strange destruction
of millions of fish.
A second such catastrophe took
place off Georgia in 1952.
Later, the Carolinas
reported similar disasters.
Soon I was able to diagram
the precise cost of our protein needs.
But I still don't see how you plan
to make money from these things.
Don't you get it?
He's gonna take them to some
water department somewhere.
Think what the monsters would do in
the water supply of New York or Chicago.
Mr. Murdoch, you
underestimate my patriotism.
Of course I will offer our
own government first bid.
However, if Russia, Britain or Germany
should happen to bid more...
Well...
I'm not a super patriot.
No you're not.
But I'll tell you what you are.
- You're a dirty sadistic...
- Shut up!
And now, Mr. Murdock
you will throw the first electrode
into the water.
Get moving.
How's killing those
things going to help you?
You still don't understand.
The electric shock I gave
the sample creatures in the tent
merely stunned them.
Once I repeat the process here,
I can safely place the quantity
of them in special containers...
You mean the things in the tent
came back to life?
Of course.
I'm sorry you didn't see
the final result of my experiment.
Miss Winters did, however.
Laura?
Where is she?
I'm afraid Miss Winters
will not be able to join us.
The great lady has taken her final round.
You.
You killed her!
You cannot killed us
right from the start.
No.
I'd hoped you would fly from my island
before the fish skeletons began to show up.
But it was not to be.
Why didn't you kill us, then?
I'd good use for you,
as you will see.
And now you'll throw
the electrode into the water.
But this time, no useless heroics.
Good.
And now you'll do the same
with the other electrode.
And your job will be almost done.
Almost?
After we have electrified the water,
It'll be necessary to test it.
To see if all the flesh eaters
have been sufficiently stunned.
And so you, Mr. Murdock will
lie down in a the contaminated area...
You... animal!
You will lie down in one
of the contaminated areas,
and be our guinea pig
Alright.
In the meantime Miss Letterman,
you'll go out the tent
and bring back the lead cylinders
that will serve to store our monsters.
- Isn't there anything...
- I'm afraid not, honey. Go on.
Let us proceed.
The moment the other
electrode hits the water,
the circuit will be complete.
They won't die!
Don't electrify those things!
Go, Mr. Murdock!
Now!
No! Stop!
Oh my God. No.
You don't know what you've done.
What are you talking about?
You created a monster!
Something beyond belief.
Easy Jan, Easy.
Take a deep breath and
tell us all about it.
It was huge, slime, bloated thing.
And the table was covered with blood.
The smell, Grant.
A horrible stench.
It's preposterous.
I know enough about
the flesh eaters to realize...
Preposterous, Martel?
OK, suppose you give us
an answer for this thing.
A nucleus...
A charge of energy bound
the amino acids together...
and ended forming this.
Can't be destroyed.
And just masters this.
Some kind of tissue...
The bullet can penetrate it.
It stopped.
It's just waiting for us down there.
Oh, no. It's going to climb up.
Lets keep running.
Fools! You can't escape by running!
Have you forgotten that at this
very moment the sea is giving birth
to a creature 100 times
the size of this one?
Never mind, I'll still
have the final victory.
I will cheat the flesh eater
with the only weapon I have left.
Our lives.
You'll die first, Bar tell.
You'll die first!
Do you want to eat?
You want to eat?
Here! Eat!
What destroyed it?
I don't know, but I'm gonna find out.
You won't need this.
You fired the last shell.
Grant...
What was it?
Whole body.
The flesh hasn't even been touched.
Now I know how it was killed!
How?
- You mean we have a chance?
- What killed it?
Blood.
Laura's blood.
It drips straight to the nucleus.
Yes, I see.
Hemoglobin sensitivity.
The fish skeletons were
washed up in a pool of blood.
And the bird cage
was covered with blood.
Right! The silver things rejected it,
but the nucleus was
super sensitive to it
enough to die from
a direct injection of it.
Then we can defeat the other one.
Exactly, but only if
we use our own blood,
shot right into the heart of it.
We've got to rig up some kind
of giant hypodermic needle.
Yes, but we've got to hurry.
That monstrous thing is
forming in the water right now.
There. That should do it.
This blade will pierce the eye, and then...
I will have to puncture each of us
a number of times to
extract a sufficient supply.
Well, let's get started.
The beaker, Miss Letterman.
I only hope that suit will protect you
from the silver things long
enough for you kill the monster.
Thanks.
Let's hope it does just that.
Grant.
Don't worry.
- Are you coming, Bar tell?
- In a moment.
In just a moment.
Grant, he got the gun!
Too bad, Miss Letterman.
I would have preferred to
finish the job without force.
Now what, Bar tell?
Now I save myself from the electric
chair for two murders.
Oh!
What is it the Arabs say?
Where there is no witness,
there is no crime.
OK. You still want the run this show?
Go out and take care of
that monster yourself.
I think not.
I don't believe you'd care
to watch Miss Letterman die.
No!