All language subtitles for The.Diabolical.Dr.Z.1966

Doctor.

Your coffee. Drink it while it's hot.

Thank you, Barbara.

We're fine. Don't worry.

Bye.

- Who was that?
- Bresson.

- What did he want?
- A man escaped.

- From death row?
- Yes.

The police are combing the area.

"Hans Bergen, the Woodside Strangler,
sadistic killer.

Four murders in six months.
Rehabilitation impossible.

Sentenced to hang at dawn."

PROFESSOR OF CHEMISTRY
UNIVERSITY OF WROCLAW

It might be the police.

Go cheek.

Irma!

Hans Bergen.

Who is it?

Bergen. He's unconscious.

A condemned man shows up here.

Barbara, take him to the lab.
What a windfall for you.

THE DIABOLICAL DR. Z

INTERNATIONAL
NEUROLOGICAL CONFERENCE

The problem has not yet been solved,
but we're on the right track.

Using this system, it will be possible

to take a giant step
toward treating affected convolutions.

Our colleagues'
in clinical settings

as well as their in vitro experiments,
although still incomplete,

are nonetheless extremely encouraging.

Keep this in mind when judging
the effects of cerebral activity

in the treatment
of neurovascular ailments.

Tomorrow,
Dr. Moroni will give us his point of view.

This concludes my presentation.

I hope you found it of interest.
Thank you for your time.

Vicas!

Senile old goat!
He'll just waste our time.

Attention, please.
Although not on the program,

our friend Professor Zimmer
would like to say a few words.

Thank you, gentlemen.

It was not easy for me
to join you here today.

As you know, I've been working
on nervous system problems

for over 30 years.

Although
some may consider him a charlatan,

I'm sure you've all heard of Dr. Orlof.

According to him, specific zones
in the brain and spinal column

can influence our actions
either for good or evil.

In other words,
this great scientist was convinced

that the origin of good and evil
was purely physiological,

that morality was located
entirely in our nervous system.

I have now taken his work even further.

With the help of my daughter, Irma...

I have managed to locate,
with great precision,

the nerve centers which govern good

and thoese which govern evil.

Their position are totally distinct.

I have perfected a Z-ray,

which can neutralize
or stimulate zones.

I have living proof of its effectiveness.

You've experimented on humans?

No, Dr. Kallman.

Only on animals.

How exactly? Did you find some sheep

who'd murdered their shepherd?

Dr. Moroni, this is no joke.

I neutralized the evil zones of a hyena,

and now it eats out of my hand.

I did the opposite to a rabbit,

and it became so enraged
that it ripped itself apart.

What do you want from us?

Permission to experiment on humans.

What? Are you mad?

- Do you take us for Nazis?
- Hear me out.

Thanks to my invention, all the killers,

psychotics and sadistic maniacs

can be turned into normal people,
inoffensive,

able to lead normal lives.

Shame on you, Professor!

What harm would it do
to experiment on a condemned criminal?

You're the one who's a criminal!

I think I speak for everyone
when I ask you to leave at once.

We officially forbid you
to continue your experiments.

No, Vicas!

Papa.

Irma, promise me you'll continue.

Father.

Yes.

I promise.

Irma?

Oh, hello, Philippe.

Meeting at a bar,
just like in our college days.

Thanks for all your help.

Why don't you go home?

I can't right now.

The house will seem so empty.

The way they treated your father
was awful.

- In My opinion -
- Thank you.

Anyway, it's too late now.

Come on. Let's get out of here.

INTRODUCING DEATH

I couldn't do anything.

I'm just a young doctor.
They wouldn't listed to me.

But I disagree with these fools Vicas,
Moroni and Kallman.

I'll never forget them.

Ladies, and above all, gentlemen,

I'm pleased to introduce

the eerie and provocative Miss Death!

Ready to go?

I'll take you home.

Good night.

Philippe!

- Going to Hartog?
- Yes, get in.

- Just you?
- Yes.

I was expecting boyfriend
to pop out of the bushes.

I prefer to travel alone.

- It's dangerous.
- I can defend myself.

Where are you coming from?

Holland. Rotterdam.

My name's Juliana Bogcken.

Every year, I treat myself
to a little trip. I love traveling.

I have to hitchhilke
because I can't afford the train.

But I can usually find
a sucker willing to -

- Oh! I'm sorry.
- Don't be.

Don't your parents worry?

They're both dead. It happened
right after the war. I was two.

I live alone, but I manage to get by.

I've done a little bit of everything.
Model, hostess, secretary -

Look at that! What a lovely lake!

Can we stop for a swim?

Why not?

I don't have a suit.

I'll lend you this one.

- That's kind of you.
- It's nothing.

- The water's cold!
- Really? It doesn't bother me.

I'm used to it.

I can swim in cold water for hours.

Getting out already?

Yes. It's too cold for me.

Pity.

Better than any swimming pool!

Your damn whistling,
How can I fish with you around?

Shut up.

I saw one this big,
but you scared him away.

Already last time
we came home empty-handed.

You're ruining my fishing
with your stupid whistling.

Fine. Next time, I'll go alone.

Good idea.

What's wrong, Irma?

- Nothing. What do you want?
- I was waiting for you.

I wanted to say good-bye.

You're leaving?
- Yes.

I stayed for your father's sake.

It may sound silly,
but I loved and admired him.

- So now you're going?
- Yes.

There's nothing left for me here.

I shouldn't have helped you with Bergen.

You pushed your father
into experimenting on a human.

When it was only animals,
it didn't matter.

Bergen!

Let me go!

- Who are you?
- I am...

Barbara Alberts.

- Still want to leave?
- No.

- Do you promise to obey me?
- I do.

Get up. There's work to do.

Fetch the big mirror.

Sorry.

Bergen, get the van ready.

We're moving all the lab equipment.

It will take several trips.

- Where are we going?
- The old house.

I don't like that place.
It's been empty so long.

Which makes it an excellent hideout.

Everyone thinks
Dr. Zimmer's daughter is dead.

Who'd look for her
in the basement of an abandoned house?

Our work is beginning, Barbara.

Vicas,

Moroni,

Kallman.

Now I need a woman.

Where can I find a woman of blood and fire

to seduce and destroy three?

- Philippe!
- I snuck out the hospital.

I took three days off.
I'm going to Paris with you.

I already bought your tickets.

I hope you won't be too busy
with your conference.

It's our first trip together.

Nadia! Nadia, you're on in 30 seconds.

Off you go.

- Do you really love me?
- I'm crazy about you.

I can't stand not being with you.

I'll see you tomorrow
at the airport at 3:00 p.m.

Ladies, and above all, gentlemen,

I'm pleased to introduce

the eerie, provocative and mysterious
Miss Death!

Tell Miss Death
I'd like to speak to her after the show.

How would you like to go to America?

- Who are you?
- My card's there.

I have an offer for you:
New York, Los Angeles, Las Vegas.

A three-month tour, $2,000 a week.

- You're kidding!
- Absolutely not.

$5,000 when you sign the contract.

But I can't go now, I -

I just want an option. A signature.

I came in here tonight by chance
and I loved your act.

In America,
you might even become a movie star.

- Hollywood?
- Yes.

The problem is, I leave tomorrow morning.

I'll need you
to sign the contract tonight.

- Can you come to my agency?
- Well...

- It's not far.
- But-

Don't bother to change.
It's right across the street.

Put your coat on and come with me.

Are those your real nails?

Yes.

- Going out? See you later.
- See you later.

I've always dreamt of being in the movies.

It's a new act,
less than three months old.

It's already quite a hit.
The name "Miss Death" was my idea.

But I'd like to branch out.
Cabaret work gets so boring.

This way.

It's so dark.

It's just down the stairs on the right.

- Is someone here?
- Probably the caretaker.

- It looks like -
- A theater.

Why is he hiding?

What's going on? What do you want?

Let me go!

Passengers for Paris,
proceed at once to Gate 2.

Boarding has begun.

I can't hear you.

She hasn't been home since yesterday?

You're sure?

But -

Right.

Okay, thanks.

Philippe, hurry!

Last call for the flight to Paris.

She's waking up.

Careful. She'll be dangerous.

You only kill on my command. Understand?

Do you belong to me, body and soul?

- Yes.
- Never forget it.

Your magnificent nails are deadly weapons.

Do you promise to obey me?

- Yes.
- Then help me with Barbara.

Beautiful, isn't she?

Yes. Very beautiful.

Do you live with anyone?

A boyfriend.

Where is he?

On a trip.

I love you, Nadia.

I have to go away for two months.

An unexpected work offer...

in Paris.

I'll write when I can.

Love, Nadia.

May I sit here?

Be my guest.

How rude of me.

Are you going to Hartog too?

Yes.

A long journey into the night.

Traveling alone?

This time.

And you?

I usually travel alone. Business trips.

I travel for pleasure.

I prefer trains or beats.

Slow cruises.

I hate flying.

It makes intimasy impossible.
Don't you agree?

I must admit, you're quite something.

- I wonder -
- What?

If I'm dreaming.

If this train exists.
If it's going somewhere.

If you are really here.

Touch my hands.

Is that a dream?

I don't know.

What incredible nails.

Who are you?

I'm merely Dr. Zimmer's tool.

Zimmer...

Look at you, you're covered with blood.

Strip and burn your dress.

One down. We have no time to lose.

I'm not sure I was as successful with her

as my father was with you.

I see his eyes in the flames.

Why did I kill him? Why?

- Be quiet!
- I can't.

I know I killed him, but why?

Let me go! Let me out of here!

Let me go!

Let me go!

I'm afraid we'll have
to redo the operation.

Let me out! Let me out!

Stop it. You're scaring the fish.

Your face is what scares them. Hide it.

Let's try further downstream
and please, stop whistling.

I have to go away for two months.
An unexpected work offer in Paris.

- Ever heard of knocking?
- Sorry, but I have no time to waste.

It's already wasted,
if you're looking for Nadia.

Where is she?

Don't you know?
She took off the other night.

When did you see her last?

She left with her friend
and said, "See you later," but...

What friend?

A brunette with classy clothes
and really groovy glasses.

- Anything else?
- No. Just those glasses.

Best hart of her outfit.

- Another sleepless night?
- Not a wink.

What do you expect with triplets?
Especially if they cry a lot.

It never stops.
If one stops, the others start.

How awful.

Inspector,
I hope this case will be interesting.

As a foreign observer,
I expected to see more action.

I'm not hoping for a disaster,
but things have been quiet.

I think we're here.

- Why is he so sleepy?
- His wife just had triplets.

They scream all night long.

Hello. This is Inspector Green
from Scotland Yard.

- Tell me.
- It's a young woman.

Dead several days. In bad shape.

No trace of Intoxication,
strangulation or choking.

Badly burnt.
The car seems to have caught fife.

It might be an accident.

Whose car is it?
- Professor Zimmer's.

He died two weeks ago.
- It might be his daughter.

The house is closed up.
No one was there for an ID.

- Philippe Brighthouse?
- Yes.

Do you think yow could identify
Irma Zimmmer's body?

I think so.

- You knew her well?
- Fairly well.

I'm a doctor. I took great interest
in her father's work.

- You're a doctor?
- Yes. A neurologist.

Did you know Dr. Vicas?

Yes, of course I know him.

He was found dead last night
near the railroad tracks.

Accident?

Yes, it's Vicas.

We found his papers on him
as well as all his money.

- Which cat is that?
- It's the son of Malou's cat.

- Malou?
- Yes, Malou!

I find the death of Dr. Vicas
more interesting

than that of the girl in the car.

However, I still think
he might have fallen from the train.

- And the scratches on his throat?
- Probably a wolf.

Take a look.

- What is it?
- Curare.

Found in the scratches on Vicas's throat.

He was attacked by an animal
with nails that were long, sharp

and covered with poison.

Know any wolves like that?

- In that state, I can't make an ID.
- The body was badly burned.

We found...

this ring.

- Yes, I think it's hers.
- Our first clue.

It's odd
that it's so hard to identify her.

- Was she blond or brunette?
- Irma? Blond.

- A natural blond?
- How should I know?

Dr. Zimmer, his daughter
and Dr. Vicas are all dead.

They were all at the neurological
conference. Strange coincidence.

- Were you there too?
- Yes.

If I were you, I'd be extra careful.

What's wrong, darling?

I had an awful nightmare
where Vicas got killed by a panther.

Try to relax. It's normal
to still be upset by his death.

- True. What a strange affair.
- Yes.

I heard he was last seen in the dining car

with a gorgeous blond
whom no one has seen since.

Dining with a gorgeous blond, at his age?

- Do you think it was murder?
- I don't know.

Try to forget about it.
I'm going out for a coffee.

I've been working all night.
I need some air.

Don't stay too long.
I don't like to be alone.

I'll be back soon. See you later.

- Good evening, Christian.
- Evening, Doc.

- Coffee?
- Right.

Whiskey, please.

- Leaving already, Doc?
- I need some fresh air.

Good night.

Interested, big boy?

Sandra?

Taxi!

Police station, please.

Dr. Moroni, your time has come.

Remember Dr. Zimmer?

- Good evening.
- Good evening.

Do you know Dr. Moroni?

Why? Is he dead?

Yes. His body was found
this morning in the country,

and his wife had her throat cut
the same night.

Any scratches this time?

No. None at all.

Was Moroni at that conferens?

Of course.
He was Zimmer's fiercest critic.

Come eat with us.

- Is that an order?
- No. An invitation.

It seems to be a conspiracy
involving people at that conference.

Yes, it's like Zimmer is getting revenge
from beyond the grave.

- The police don't believe in ghosts.
- Even if policemen do.

Waiter.

Another double espresso, please.

- They're still crying?
- They never stop.

They take turns.
I didn't get a wink of sleep.

What about his daughter?

- Whose daughter?
- Zimmer's.

What about her?

Maybe it wasn't her body in that car.

All evidence in the murders
of Vicas and Moroni

point in the direction of a young woman

whose description
nothing like Irma Zimmer.

- But just like Miss Death.
- Miss Death?

It's the nails.
Nadia had those long, sharp nails.

- Wasn't she your lover?
- Yes, but I haven't heard from her.

Inspector,

what if someone kidnapped her,
brainwashed her somehow...

and turned Nadia into a killer?

Hey, sir!

No one's home. Everybody died.

Right now, the house is closed
until further order. That's the law.

Strangely, no heirs have come to claim it.

As you know, the case is still open.

The police are investigating.

Of course, Counselor.

Did Professor Zimmer own
any other properties?

Actually, he did.

He had a family residence
somewhere near Hartog.

She's asleep. Get ready.

What are you waiting for?

THE BLACK HORSE

Bye, guys!

Tell your wife you bought
the rabbit at the store!

See you Sunday, Kallman.

Drive safely, Kallman, the roads are icy.

- You can never be too careful.
- Bye!

Drive safely.

Joseph, come quickly!

I found her on the road.
Help me carry her to my office.

Certainly, Doctor.

Where am I?

Dr. Kallman's office. My office.

Just as you wanted.

Bravo.

The first part of your plan
has worked perfectly.

What plan?

Unfortunately, I was expecting an attack.

The murders of Moroni and Vicas
put me on guard.

That's not all.

I know Professor Zimmer's theories.

I examined you carefully
while you were unconscious.

I saw your eyes, the operation scars,

your nails.

I figured the whole thing out.

Stay where you are! You're awake now.

Joseph, call the police.

I knew you are just a tool
in the hands of a criminal,

but I doubt the police
will see it that way.

It's a shame.

They're here.

It's over.

She's of no use to us now.

She could even become dangerous.

Get rid of her, and quickly.

Nadia!

Yes. She came back.

I control her. She'll never escape me now.

But... who are you?

Don't recognize me?

Take a good look.

- Irma.
- Yes.

Irma Zimmer. Remember now?

It's a shame you got involved, Philippe.

I meant you no harm.

But you happened Nadia's lover
and I needed her.

No. Don't bother.

She's completely under my control.

I got what I wanted.
My father has been avenged,

thanks to her.

You've killed Bergen.

I'm glad. I wanted to get rid of him.

You did me a favor.

Now I must get rid of Nadia too.

She's just a useless burden.

Like you, Philippe!

You'll never leave here alive
now that you know the truth!

I intend to leave
and I'm taking Nadia with me.

Too late!

Nadia!

Nadia, snap out of it. It's me, Philippe.

Philippe.

Nadia, take control.

Irma Zimmer.

- Help, I'm trapped!
- What's that?

Well, Dr. Brighthouse...

Inspector, how is this possible?
How did you know to come here?

Intuition. I stayed at my mother's
last night, so now I'm fully rested.

Go take care of her.

You were right.

It seems to be a criminal affair
after all.

My darling, it's all over now.
Don't be afraid.

Let's go.

I'll take care of you. I'll cure you.

You'll forget all about it.
I'll cure you, Nadia.