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The Atomic Man

- When did you find this man?
-9:33 exactly.

- Find any weapon?
- No, sir.

I'll give it another
fine look over in the morning.

I want some pictures.

And who the devil are you?

McCray, prime coverage
from View Magazine.

You'll be covering a
bench in a police cell

if you take anymore pictures
without our permission.

Signed by the Commissioner.

He's not dead, but
he's barely alive.

Catalepsy.

More likely an injury to
the central nervous system.

Heart and lung action
practically nonexistent.

Which explains why
he didn't drown.

Anyway, the first thing we've got to
do is to get that bullet out of him.

Right. Immediate surgery.

Hello, Jack. You got no
respect for a man's stomach at all.

I was right in the
middle of a good dinner.

In here.

Dr. Preston, this is Detective
Inspector Cleary of Scotland Yard.

How do you do?
Good evening.

Can you tell us
anything about this man?

Nothing except he's got
a bullet in his back.

- Is he going to live?
- I don't think so,

but
we'll do the best we can.

Sister.

Number three theater.

Yes, sir.

- Anything on him?
- No, not a thing.

Just another body.

Yeah, very good.

You got some good stuff here, Mac.
Make a darn good series.

Hi, Chief.
Hi Mac, how's the crime business?

- Dirty.
- That's why the public likes it.

How's our science
writer these days?

In need of a holiday.
How 'bout it, Chief?

You, Mr. Delaney, will be at
Stevenage at 11:00 a.m. tomorrow

to get a story about the opening
of a new maternity clinic.

The photographer will meet
you outside the hospital.

It's all they do is cut the tape.

And when the cut that tape,
Delaney, you'll be there.

You have to learn to take
the rough with the smooth, Delaney.

After all, such are
the tribulations of journalism.

That's what they tell me.

- It's for you, Einstein.
- Thank you.

- Hello?
- Delaney?

Oh hi, baby.
Yeah, I know I said 10 minutes, but--

That was half an hour ago.

Since then, I've had four tomato juice
cocktails, worked my way through two

plates of salted peanuts,
and I'm in a very ugly mood.

Rabowski, I love
you when you get mad.

I've got mad I
haven't even used yet.

Hey Mac, who's this?

- Oh, some muck they fished out of the river.
- When?

Couple hours ago.

- Dead?
- Pretty nearly.

Why is the print all fuzzy?

Oh, I don't know, leak
in the camera, I guess.

Delaney, I'm still
here, remember?

I hear you, baby.

- Where'd they take him?
- Northern District Hospital.

- Delaney!
- Yes, baby, I'm with you.

- Mind if I borrow this?
- No, bring it back though.

Oh baby, look, I'll meet
you in five minutes.

I've got to go down to the photo library
and check something.

If you mean that blonde
number, I've already checked.

She's married
and has two children.

She has three,
but who's counting?

- All right, five minutes.
Okay baby, bye.

I don't know how that
dame puts up with you.

Must be my irresistible charm.

I can resist it, Delaney.

- Hi, sunshine.
- Hello, Mr. Delaney.

Can I get you anything?

- Like excited?
- Oh, Mr. Delaney.

- Hey sunshine, are you married?
- No.

- Any children?
- Oh, Mr. Delaney.

Oh yes, of course.

- The heart stopped.
- Adrenaline, quickly.

We better clean up.

Get Dr. Preston!

Dr. Preston!

What's the matter?

His heart's beating
again, it's incredible.

Incredible enough
he's still alive!

Don't worry about that,
get the suction pump going.

Delaney.

- Hi, sweetie, where ya been?
- Where have I been?

That does it. If I ever speak to you again,
it'll be strictly in the line of business.

- Hey, Rabowski, wait a minute.
- I've been waiting for the past 20 minutes.

Did I ever tell you you're the most
attractive photographer in the business?

Flattery will get you no place.

Well, why don't we just take the
day off sometime and get married?

You say the sweetest
things, don't you?

Don't I though?

Hey, look at this.

- So?
- They dragged this guy out of the river tonight

more dead than alive, identity unknown.

Well?

Well, when Delaney saw this
picture, he started to think.

Bully for you.

Where, I ask myself, have
I seen this mug before?

And how did you answer yourself?

Hi.
Hi.

Look.

Stephen Grant Rayner, nuclear physicist.

Former Director of Metalury
for the Atomic Commission in America.

Now in Britain working at the
Brant Nuclear Research Institute.

In America, among American scientists,
this guy is known as the Isotope Man.

- Do you think that's the same man?
- Well look, what do you think?

Well, what on Earth would
he be doing in the river?

- Taking a bath, darling. Come on, we got work to do.
- No,

I don't do a bit of work until I've
had something to eat. I'm hungry!

The trouble with you, Rabowski,
is you lack the spirit of journalism.

We'll get a sandwich on
the way, come on, come on.

Wow, I've seen clinical death
before but never quite like that.

- How is he?
- He's perfectly all right.

On any other occasion, I'd say it'd
been a completely successful operation.

Peculiar.

Peculiar, it's
positively uncanny.

- Good evening, my name's Delaney.
- Yes?

I hear you fished a man
out of the river tonight.

- Yes, what about it?
- Have you identified him yet?

Not yet, why?

That's him.

Stephen Rayner!

We're putting him in the
isolation room in Ward C, Doctor.

- All right, Sister, I'll be up in a minute.
- Very good, Doctor.

- Well, you learn something every day, don't you?
- Yes.

I better do the
rounds, see you later.

Where did you get
this information?

- Out of our files.
- And the name of your magazine?

View Magazine.
Oh, I see.

- Have you told anyone else about all this?
- Nope.

I want an exclusive. I give you the
information, you give me the story.

By the way, how is he?

It's not a murder case just yet,
if that's what you mean, Mr. Delaney.

Will, get in touch with the office, see
if they can find Rayner's last address.

Ask why he hasn't been reported missing,

and if you no luck there, you better
try this Brant Research Institute.

- Very well, Inspector.
- Don't you believe he's Rayner?

Mr. Delaney, I never believe
anything until I'm able to check it.

Oh, excuse me.

- Doctor, how is he?
- He's all right.

Dr. Preston, this is Mr.
Delaney of View Magazine.

- Hello, Doctor.
- Delaney, I've read some of your articles.

- Very interesting.
- Thank you.

- And this is Miss--
- Jill Rabowski.

How do you do?

If Mr. Delaney's
right, Doctor,

you've got a most important
patient on your hand.

- Oh?
- Stephen Rayner.

- The physicist? But that's not possible.
- That's what I think.

Let me see him now.

He's unconscious, but you
can see him if you like.

Well thank you for
your help, Mr. Delaney.

Are you kidding?
I though we had a deal.

If anything happens,
we'll let you know know.

Well, you're the last cop I'll
ever give any information to.

You just think of me
when you get that extra stripe, Inspector.

- Oh, that flatfooted-- - Delaney,
that's no way to talk to a policeman.

Come on.

No. I'm hungry, I'm dying, I'm
starving, I want to eat.

Food, food, that's
all you think about.

- I'm a growing girl.
- Well, stop growing, come on.

Looks a lot better now than he did
when we fished him out of the river.

We thought he was dead.

He did die.

There's your shot.
Line it up.

Oh, no.

- All set?
- Mm-hmm.

We call it clinical death.

Only in this case,
there were two unusual factors.

I say, anyone for tennis?
Thank you very much.

- Out! Hey, you--
- Never mind, forget it.

Let him have his picture.

Journalists are like
dandruff,

you finally give up trying to get
them out of your hair.

You know, something tells me
we're onto a big story here.

Something tells me we're
gonna wind up in jail.

Thank you very much, goodbye.

Well, did you find Rayner?

You know, Mr. Delaney, you're
like a lot of journalists.

You just don't believe anything
that isn't a big mystery.

For your information, I've just
been speaking to Dr. Rayner

and apart from a slight head
cold he's very much alive.

Goodnight, Mr. Delaney.
Goodnight, Miss.

- Well, do we eat now?
- I don't get it.

- Come on, let's eat.
- "Let's eat," he says.

Well, there's nothing
much we can do tonight.

If he comes around, get in touch
with me at the Yard, will you?

All right.

That's not Rayner.

You sure?

I just talked to
him on the phone.

Oh, I didn't think much
of that theory anyway.

Well, I must get back to my dinner.
Goodnight, Doctor.

I'll be downstairs.

Well, it certainly looks like Rayner,
but I can assure you, it isn't.

As a matter of fact, he's right here
in the laboratory at this moment.

We know that, but
there's such a striking resemblance,

we thought
we better make sure.

Oh, you think he might have a twin
brother or something like that.

- Well, you never know.
- Put me through to Dr. Rayner, will you?

- Yes?
- Mr. Delaney is here, sir.

Delaney?

Send him in, will you?

- What's he doing here?
- Same as you I imagine.

Can you come down to my office
for a few minutes, please?

Yes, it is rather important.

Well, you can leave that
to Richards, can't you?

- Hi Bob, how are you?
- Hi Mike, you in on this too?

In on it, I started it, remember?

- Oh Mike, this is Inspector--
- Yeah, yeah, I know, we've met.

- How did you get in here, Delaney?
- Same as you, through the front gate.

Come to think of it,
what are you doing here?

I thought you hadn't
bought my theory on Rayner?

I haven't, I'm just
down to make sure.

You never met
Rayner, did you Mike?

No, he's an American, isn't he?

Wasn't he working on some scheme to
actually create elements in the laboratory?

That's right.

- Is that what he's doing here.
- Mm-hmm.

Isn't that what the alchemist
used to call transmutation?

Yes.

Well, I'm not much
of a scientist,

but I should've thought that
couldn't possibly be done.

Well, Rayner succeeded, not in a
big way, of course, but he did it.

Well, what element has he
managed to create in the lab?

Well, I'm afraid I can't tell you that.
But one thing I can tell you,

if we do succeed here in producing
this element in large enough quantities,

then it's going to
have a profound effect

on the economy of the
entire civilized world.

That's probably the most ominous
statement of the week. May I quote you?

You may not.
Oh come in, Steve.

Dr. Rayner, this is Inspector
Cleary of Scotland Yard.

This is Sergeant Hayes.

And Mr. Delaney.

How do you do?

Delaney writes for
View Magazine,

you've probably read his
articles on atomic energy.

No, I'm afraid I haven't.

Probably kid stuff
for you, Doctor.

Well, what's this all
about, I'm pretty busy.

I know, Doctor, and this may sound
like a terrible waste of your time,

but last night we pulled
a man out of the river,

he'd been shot. He was
more dead than alive.

We haven't been able to identify
him, but we thought if you had a look

at this photograph,
you may understand why we're here.

You must admit, it's very like you.

Yes, remarkable.

Yes, of course it
obviously isn't you,

but we thought if we talked to you,
you might have some ideas.

It occurred to me, Doctor, if you have
a double, well, you may know about it.

It certainly is an incredible
likeness, but no one I know.

What about this man, is he still alive?

- Well, if that's all.
- Well, thank you very much, Doctor.

Did you have an
accident, Doctor Rayner?

Oh yes, I had a bump
with my car on Sunday.

Truck ran into the back of me
and pushed me through the windscreen.

Well, I've gotta get back.

You're working on some pretty top-secret
stuff here, aren't you, Doctor?

Very top secret, Mr, uh--

Delaney.
Base metal into gold?

Something even more useful
than gold, Mr. Delaney.

- Think you'll be ready for tomorrow?
- Yeah, we'll be ready.

What's happening tomorrow?

We're making our final
tests tomorrow,

so it's going to be a very
important day for all of us.

Well, Mr. Maitland,
you must have a lot of work to do.

- Well, I'm sorry I haven't been able to help you, Inspector.
- That's quite all right.

- Goodbye.
- Good day.

Inspector?
Yes?

Have you ever been bumped
in the back by a car?

No, why?

Well, the impact would throw
you backwards not forwards.

You wouldn't hit your head
on the windshield at all.

Listen to me, you better leave
the Sherlock Holmes stuff to us, huh?

Let's face it, Mike, you ought to
stick to writing science articles.

- I guess so.
- What's the matter?

You may be looking at the ex-science writer
of View Magazine. I'll be back for a job.

Thanks a million, Bob.

Then where the devil is he?

I don't know, Mr. Alcott,
maybe he met with an accident.

He'll meet with an accident
when I get my hands on him.

Okay, grab some pictures
and get back here.

Yes, sir.

- Yes, Mr. Alcott.
- Get Delaney.

He's not in
the office, Mr. Alcott.

Well, when he shows
up, send him in here.

- Oh, Mr. Delaney.
- Yeah?

Mr. Alcott wants to see you.

- Delaney.
- I know.

- Mr. Alcott wants to see you.
- Mr. Alcott wants to see me.

I've printed out
that shot we took.

Let me see.

- What's wrong with your camera?
- Nothing's wrong with my camera.

Well look, it's all fogged up.

What if this was the
picture scoop of the year?

The assassination of an
Archduke or something?

You must have loaded the film wrong.

I've been loading film since
I was knee-high to a tripod.

Anyway, it doesn't
matter.

I don't know who this character is,
but it isn't Rayner.

I went out to Brant this morning.

There was Dr. Rayner, happy as a
sandboy playing with his cycle top.

Let's face it, Delaney goofed again.

Hi.
Hi.

- Here, Delaney.
- Mr. Delaney to you.

Old waffle face is in
one of his ulcer moods again.

You better get
in there right away.

Okay.

You know the trouble with our boss?

He won't be happy till he's given
his ulcers to everybody in the office.

All you ever here around
here is, "Yes, Mr. Alcott.

"Ooh, but of course, Mr. Alcott.
"No, Mr. Alcott."

Come in!

Yes, Mr. Alcott.

But you say this man in
the hospital isn't Rayner?

- Well, not exactly, but you see--
- Delaney,

this magazine
already has a crime reporter.

You are paid heavens knows why
to write articles on science.

Well sure, Chief--

You'll go this afternoon
to the Stevenage Maternity Clinic,

you'll interview the mothers,
and you'll make goo faces at the babies.

And I expect your copy
in here by six o'clock.

Take Miss Rabowski with you
and tell her to get color shots.

All right.

- And Delaney?
- Yes, sir?

The Stevenage Maternity
Clinic

is one of the most advanced
clinics in the country.

It's news.
I should hate you not to be there.

- Don't worry, Chief.
- But I do worry,

I worry very much.

You shouldn't do that,
it's bad for your ulcer.

And leave my ulcer out of this!

Yes, sir.

- Sorry I took so long.
- That's okay.

Are you still looking
at those things?

You know that picture of the fellow
they pulled out of the river?

- Yeah.
- It was fogged up like this too.

It doesn't look like
ordinary fogging though.

Delaney, hadn't we better
get out to Stevenage.

Mm-hmm.

Oh look, don't think I
don't admire you enthusiasm.

Of course it would be wonderful
if you wrote a good scoop.

But honey, there's an
old journalistic saying that goes,

"Before the
jam, the bread and butter.

"And before the bread and."

Delaney, this car is heading south
and Stevenage is due north.

There's another old
journalistic saying, honey.

"If you got a hunch, follow it up."

Baby, I've got a hunch.

But the boss will blow a gasket
if we don't cover this story.

All right,

move over on that bread line,
Jack. Make room for two more.

Sister.

Pulse and temperature
are pretty normal, Doctor.

He seems to be very disturbed mentally.

Seems a little quieter now.

I, I don't seem
to remember,

I, I.

Can you
tell me your name?

Here.
Here, just here.

Your head hurts, does it?

All right, let's take it easy.

I think we better have his head x-rayed.

- There may be some injury to the brain.
- I'll arrange it at once, Doctor.

- Dr. Preston's patient.
- Oh yes, on here, please.

With the head at this end.

What's the matter?

- Are there any isotopes in here?
- No, shouldn't be.

All the stock isotopes were taken
down to the basement this morning.

Why, what's wrong?

Well, there's some
radioactivity in here. Look.

There must be some contamination around.

Anyway, let's get on with his x-rays.
We'll check on that afterwords.

Keep your head quite still.

Right.

What's the trouble?

We're picking up some
radioactivity,

yet there's nothing to cause
it as far as we can see.

Let's have a look.

Nothing registering here.

Well, it was just now.
It was flashing like a mad thing.

That's very odd.

Well Bob, what do you think?

Well, it doesn't look
like a fault in the camera.

Might be a
blemish in the film stock.

All the other shots on
that roll were all right.

Well, the only other thing it could be,
but that's not very likely, is it?

What's that?

Well, some outside
contamination of the film.

Like static electricity

- or some form of radiation.
- You mean something radioactive?

Yes, that would produce
this sort of effect.

Maybe there was some radium
in the room at the time?

Or a radioactive man.
Someone they call the Isotope Man.

- You mean Rayner?
- Yep.

Bob, what are the symptoms
of radiation poisoning?

Aplastic anemia.

- Now, that's the destruction of the red blood cells, isn't it?
- Yes.

What else?

Fatigue, sickness,
nervous exhaustion,

damage to the nerve fibers,

and probably most important, a possible
effect on the tissues of the brain.

Well yes, the patient
certainly has all

the symptoms you
describe, Mr. Delaney,

and he could be suffering
from radiation poisoning.

On the other hand, he could be suffering
from any of a dozen other diseases.

Too many things check
out, Dr. Preston.

The fact that this guy looks like Rayner.

The fact that Rayner's been working
around radioactive materials for years.

And these photographs.

If you're so convinced that your
theory is correct, why come to me?

Why not go to the police?
Or am I right in assuming

that you may not receive
a very warm reception in that direction?

Look Doc, I know that
guy upstairs is Rayner.

And the police tell me
this afternoon he was not.

If I could just talk
to him for a minute.

I'm sorry, Mr. Delaney.

Come on, Delaney, Dr.
Preston's a very busy man.

Doc look, just
let me talk to him.

It would just be a
waste of time.

Besides, he's in a traumatic
condition, quite incoherent.

We haven't been able to make
sense of anything he says.

So, why don't we ask him
if he's Stephen Rayner.

Just like that, point blank.
"Are you Stephen Rayner?"

Maybe that'll knock him out
of his traumatic condition.

Mm, if this man did turn
out to be Stephen Rayner--

It'll be the most
sensational story of all time.

If this guy's Stephen
Rayner, what's he doing here?

How did he come to get shot?
Who shot him, and why?

All right.

Staff reports, Dr. Preston.

Oh, just put them
on my desk, will you?

Of course, if what
you say turns out to be right,

I shall have to
inform the police at once.

All right.

- And I'm afraid the young lady--
- That's all right, I'll wait in the car.

Dr. Rayner?
Dr. Stephen Rayner?

What's the matter with you?
Of course I do.

Can't you understand
what I'm saying?

Why does everyone have to
keep talking in circles?

Listen,

I don't remember,
I tell you I don't remember anything.

Can you tell us anything
at all about yourself?

He sounds like
he's talking sense,

but he doesn't seem to
hear what you're saying.

- How about if I talk to him?
- All right.

- Who shot you, Rayner?
- Yeah, that's right.

Somebody tried to
kill you didn't they?

- Vasquo.
- Vasquo, who's Vasquo?

I'm trying to, but you
keep talking in circles!

Look, just listen, just listen--

UTC.

UTC, what's that?

What's UTC, and who's Vasquo?

Could I have a glass
of water please?

- This isn't really getting us anywhere, is it?
- Sure isn't.

All right then.

He better get some sleep.

- Now you see what we're up against.
- Yeah.

- Have you tried shock treatments?
- ECT and insulin, no effect.

Excuse me.

- Yes, Miss Crane?
- I was wondering if I could speak to you.

- Of course, I'll be in in a minute.
- All right.

That guy's Rayner, I know it.

- I'm gonna prove it if I have to--
- Have to what, Mr. Delaney?

I welcome any good suggestions.

- Thanks, Doc, good night.
- Goodnight.

- What is it?
- It's these x-rays.

- Your patient in C ward.
- Oh yes, what about him?

Well, we thought we had
trouble with the equipment,

but the engineers checked it
and it's perfectly all right.

- So?
- Well, see for yourself.

There's nothing on it, nothing at all.

We just can't x-ray the patient.

Well, they know?

- I don't know.
- Well, did you talk to him?

I've had better conversations
with horses before now.

- The guy is loony, he snapped his cap.
- You haven't given up though, have you?

All right, suppose the man
in there is Rayner,

then who is the other person
out at the Brandt Institute?

You say he looks
like Rayner.

Everybody accepts him as Rayner.
He's doing Rayner's work.

Yet you think he's an imposter.

I don't know what to think.

All I know, there's
something screwy somewhere.

Well, you can say that again.

Oh look, Delaney, I love you,

but I'm beginning to think you're
a little nutty myself.

You have a good job, remember?

If the boss doesn't throw us both out
when we get back,

I'll be very surprised,

and I seem to remember some
talk about our getting married.

- Does the name Vasquo ring a bell with you?
- No, it doesn't.

The way things are going, you won't
even have the money to buy a license.

UTC, what do you
think that means?

I wish now I'd married
Joe Hockenheimer.

You know, Joe who?

Joe Hockenheimer.

- You kidding?
- No, I'm not kidding.

Joe was a very nice boy.
He had a steady job and

he was very much in love with me.

- So, why didn't you marry him?
- He didn't ask me.

Well, now where are we going?

- Gonna see Rayner.
- Oh Delaney, please.

You know how it is in my
profession, Dr. Rayner.

Can't let a good story
slip through your fingers.

For my money, this is a good story.

Unknown man found shot, dead
image of famous scientist.

So, we're here to interview
the famous scientist.

How do you know
where I lived anyway?

You're in the phone book.

You know, Dr. Rayner,
if they fished a guy out

if they fished a guy out of the river
that was a spitting image of me,

I'd be real curious.

Maybe, but I have more
important things to think of.

Oh yes, that experiment
you're doing out of Brandt.

Creating rare metals in
the laboratory, isn't it?

Something like that.

Weren't you working on a similar
theory at Columbia University in 1949?

Yes, yes I was.

- Pretty important discovery if it comes off, eh?
- Very important discovery.

Dr. Rayner?

Do you usually take
photographs without permission?

Why, have you any objections?

No, no, of course not.

Yes?

- There's some gentlemen waiting to see you, sir.
- All right, thank you.

You must excuse me, but
I have some visitors.

Well, maybe we can pick
this up some other time.

I'm afraid not, my time's too valuable
to be taken up with press interviews.

I would appreciate it
very much if in future,

you would arrange
any further interviews

through the press
office at the institute.

That is the usual procedure, you know.

Oh yeah, I'll try
to remember that.

- Goodnight, Doctor, thank you.
- Goodnight.

- Well, who was it?
- Oh, some journalist.

A journalist,
what was his name?

Delaney, of View Magazine.

Delaney.

So, are we any the wiser?

Look, that wasn't
Rayner, that's for sure.

Yeah, I asked him if he was at Columbia
University in 1949, he said he was.

In 1949, Stephen Rayner was in the
South Pacific blowing up A-bombs.

And if these pictures come
out all right with no fogging?

We got him.

But he looks so much like Rayner,
how do you account for that?

Notice those scars on his face
and the bruises under his eyes?

Yes.

He said he was in a crash.

- But do you know what I think?
- What do you think?

For some reason, the real
Rayner had to be gotten rid of.

And a phony put in his place.

Now, question. Which
would be easier to find,

a broken down scientist
that could take Rayner's place in the lab,

or a guy who looks
like Rayner but doesn't

know a test tube
from a Bunsen burner?

- A broken down scientist.
- Correct.

So, they got a broken down scientist,
but he still doesn't look like Rayner.

- So, what do they do?
- I give up.

Plastic surgery.

- Oh Delaney, you're wonderful.
- Yeah, I think so.

You know, in all my years
as a legitimate surgeon,

I never did such a good job.

It's a pity you were in
such a hurry, Vasquo.

Couple of weeks more and these
scars would have disappeared.

Couple more weeks would
have been too late.

Sooner this thing is over
the better I'll like it.

Then we'll have the little job
of putting your face back where it was.

Get this character out of here,
he's giving me the creeps.

Don't talk to me as if
I were some cheap quack!

I was one of the finest
surgeons in Europe.

When I did an operation, the
theater would be crowded.

Doctors from all over the world.

These are great hands, skillful hands.

Look at them. Barely able to pick
up a bottle, let alone a knife.

How I hate failures.

How I hate fat dagos
who talk too much.

You call me a dago
again and I'll.

You need me, Vasquo.
You need both of us.

Crummy failures we may
be, but you need us.

Well said, my friend, well said.

The company is paying us a
great deal of money for this.

The company can afford it.

- When is the test going to take place?
- Tomorrow.

- And is everything ready?
- Yeah.

No mistakes, you understand?
No slip-ups!

When they switch on that reactor,
there will be an explosion

which will wipe out Brandt
Laboratory and everyone in it.

Is it really worth it, I wonder?

$100 million empire is
at stake, Dr. Bressler.

Is that not worth fighting for?

I don't know.

I never had $100 million empire.

No fogging.

So, he's not radioactive.
So, he isn't Rayner either.

Then who is he?

I don't know. I got a feeling
he's a small cog in a big wheel.

No, my money's on a guy
who carries a very fancy walking stick,

wears a black South American homburg
with the initials E.V. in it.

- E.V. You mean Vasquo.
- Why not?

Hello, hello, what's going on
here, I wouldn't be surprised.

What do you want, horrible?

You are hereby summoned
to the Royal Execution Chamber, PDQ.

Oh, old waffle face is
real mad at you, Delaney.

I wouldn't want to be in your
shoes, I really wouldn't.

Look, do me a favor, why
don't you run upstairs,

see how far you can lean
out the window, huh?

You better go in there.

Don't worry about me, I
can take care of the boss.

Sure and I'll give him a
touch of the old Blarney.

- I'm sick and tired of it, this is the last time.
- But this is a great story.

I don't give a
darn about your story.

Every time I send you
on an assignment,

you go and do it lousy.
Now, get out of here!

All right,
all right, all right!

Well, did you give him a
touch of the old Blarney?

- Yeah, I did.
- What did he give you?

Come on, let's get a drink.

You forget, I still work here.

Well, I'll meet you at
the bar across the street.

Hey listen, could you get
me the office tape recorder?

- What for?
- Just an idea I have.

- How do I get it out?
- Maybe you can smuggle it out.

- Like under my coat, for example?
- Well do what you can, huh?

I thought I told you
to get out of here.

You'll be sorry, Mr. Alcott,
real sorry, because I've got...

You are paid to write
stories you're told to write.

Now, get out of here before I burst
a blood vessel and bleed all over you!

Okay, okay, I can take a hint.

But I'll be back, Mr. Alcott.
Delaney will return!

Over my dead body!

Well, that's a very pleasant way
to travel. Well, so long everybody!

Don't think it hasn't
been fun 'cause it hasn't!

What'll it be this time?

- Vasquo.
- What kind of a drink is that?

Oh, I'm sorry, Pat, another beer, huh?

We have a little
job to do tonight.

Be here about 10.
And bring the car.

Right.

International Radio.

Hello, this is Embassy 3234.

I wish to make a call to Buenos Aires,
person to person,

to Senior Jose Enriques.

- How are things in the ranks of the unemployed?
- Chilly.

- Here's your tape recorder.
- Oh, that's my girl.

- Good evening, miss.
- Good evening, Pat, tomato juice please.

- Yes, miss.
- Oh, and Dr. Preston called.

- Oh, what did he want?
- I don't know, he just said to call him.

- Pat, can I use the phone?
- Yes, sir.

By the way, I had a look
through the British company's directory.

- What for?
- UTC, it sounded like it might be a company.

Hmm, you're improving, Rabowski.

Dr. Preston please, Delaney.

There's Universal Traction Company
in Sheffield, makes farm equipment.

What else?

Well, there's the
Uxbridge Tennis Club.

Dr. Preston.

Occurred, which might
possibly

bear out your theory
about this patient we've got here.

Oh, what happened?

Well, what do you know?

Dr. Preston, I have a
tape recorder here,

and I thought if we could get
a recording of his voice?

- Okay, I'll be right over.
- What is it?

- They took some x-ray pictures of that guy.
- And they were fogged?

Fogged? They didn't even come
out, the guy's a living A-bomb,

- Pat, will you take care of that stuff for me?
- Okay.

I think I'll buy myself
a pair of roller skates.

The whole thing's
medically astounding.

We've checked him for radiation

and found him to be contaminated

to a point round 6,000
counts per minute.

Holy smokes.

That's
enough to kill most men.

Well, maybe he's developed
a resistance against it.

He's been around atomic
pile's a long time, you know?

We're giving him zirconium
to counteract radiation poisoning.

- Any improvement?
- Physically, yes, but--

I don't think this is gonna
get you very far.

He'll be just as incoherent as
he was yesterday, you know.

I suppose so. But I've got a feeling
there's a method in this guy's madness.

Ready?

I'm afraid we're going to
ask you some more questions.

No. I can't.
I try to. But I can't.

Can't what?
Look, can you remember anything at all?

Stephen Rayner.

Stephen Rayner, doesn't that
name mean anything to you?

Look, we've been
through all this before.

I told you about Vasquo.

You keep talking about Vasquo.
Who is he?

Why? I'm not sure.
I'm not sure.

Rayner, why did
Vasquo try to kill you?

Yes. Some other man.

Pushed me in a car.

Is there anything
else you can remember?

You keep asking me questions.
I try to answer you.

What more do you want?

Is there anything
else you can remember?

You keep asking me questions.
I try to answer you.

What more do you want?

- Did you get it all?
- Yeah.

This is all very interesting, Mr.
Delaney, but where has it got us?

I don't know.

I thought maybe something
would click somewhere.

Well, first thing in the
morning,

I'm going to hand that patient over to psychiatric and let them sort it out.

You mean you think
he's gone, huh?

If you were to die, Mr. Delaney,
and then be brought back to life,

I don't suppose you'd be
exactly compos mentis.

How long was he
in clinical death?

Seven or eight seconds.

Stephen Rayner, doesn't that
name mean anything to you?

Look, we've been
through all this before.

I told you about Vasquo.

I don't want to turn you out, Mr.
Delaney, but I have things to do.

Perhaps we can talk about
this in the morning.

Just a little more.

You keep talking about
Vasquo. Who is he?

Why? I'm not sure.
I'm not sure.

- It sounds like--
- Like what?

Well, I know it sounds crazy,

but it sounds like he's answering
the questions before he's asked them.

Rabowski, you read out the questions,

but start with the
second question first.

- Got it?
- No, but I'll do what I can.

I'll fade out the questions on the
tape, so we only hear the answers, okay?

- Anyway, you want me to start here?
- Right at the beginning, right.

All right.

Ready?

I'm afraid we're going to
ask you some more questions.

Can you remember anything at all?

No, I can't.
I try to, but I can't.

Stephen Rayner, doesn't that
name mean anything to you?

Stephen Rayner.

You keep talking about
Vasquo, who is he?

Look, we've been
through all this before.

I told you about Vasquo.

Rayner, why did
Vasquo try to kill you?

Why? I'm not sure.
I'm not sure.

Is there anything
else you can remember?

Yes.

Some other man.

Pushed me in a car.

Is there anything
else you can remember?

It's unbelievable.

Your patient's ahead
of time, Dr. Preston.

- It's scientifically impossible.
- Well, apparently it isn't.

I'll tell you something else.

You said that he was clinically dead
for seven or eight seconds, right?

- Mm-hmm.
- I just timed him.

His answers come exactly 7.5
seconds

ahead of the questions.

- Pretty strange huh?
- Creepy's more like it.

Yeah.

There's still a lot of
things that don't add up.

- Like Vasquo?
- Like Vasquo.

Oh well.

Well, that's pretty platonic.

- It's because I don't feel very platonic.
- How do you feel?

- Goodnight, genius.
- Goodnight, darling.

Good morning, sir.
Good morning.

- D-Day at least, eh Doctor?
- Yeah.

I've checked all the equipment,
everything seems to be okay.

- Good.
- We had a little trouble though.

We couldn't start running the reactor
until this morning,

I had to do a line fold.

I pray that'll mean it won't be warmed up
for at least five hours.

But we're supposed to
go ahead at four o'clock.

Well, it won't be until,
oh about nine o'clock tonight now.

Still, a test of this
importance,

a couple of hours here or there
shouldn't matter much.

Oh?
Good morning.

What's going on here?

You better come in, Miss.

- Delaney?
- Hi.

- Ooh, take it easy.
- Sorry.

- What happened?
- Go on, Delaney, tell her,

we'd like to know too.

I had a hunting accident.

- Is it serious?
- I've seen worse.

You'll live.

Look, nobody's told
me what's happened yet.

Take it easy, baby,
it'll be all right.

Yeah.
Can he move around, Doc?

As long as he doesn't
use that arm too much.

Come and see me tomorrow and take it easy.

Okay, thanks, Doc.

Better get dressed.

- What's the hurry?
- Inspector Cleary wants to see you.

- Darling, are you sure you're all right?
- Sure,

just lost little skin, that's all.
Bad shot, those boys.

Somebody shot at you?

You fellows mind
waiting out in the hall?

- What'd you find out?
- I think you'll buy this one.

Yeah?

- The United Tungsten Corporation.
- Uh-huh.

- Buenos Aires.
- Ole, ole, ole.

Capital $100 million.

A tungsten mining
monopoly controlling

2/3 of the world's
supply of tungsten ore.

- Tungsten, huh?
- Mm-hmm.

That's what they're making out
of Brandt. Synthetic tungsten.

If they could make that
on a large enough scale,

they could put UTC out
of business overnight.

Their London office
is in Dolan Square.

I wonder what the stretch is for
breaking and entering in this country.

Delaney, you're, but you could
go to jail for a thing like that!

The spirit, Rabowski,
remember the spirit.

I'm awfully sorry, sir,
but we really must be getting along.

Right old boy,
with you in a jiffy!

I'll meet you at Pat's bar at 6:00.

- Delaney?
- Yeah.

Take care of yourself, will you?

Hold this for me til I get back.

Mind if I take my car?

- As long as I ride with you.
- Oh, pleasure, old chap, pleasure.

What I want to know is, can
the patient be made to talk?

According to Dr. Preston here,
he's got quite a lot to talk about.

The sooner we hear what
he's got to say, the better.

Even allowing for this time slip business,
he still seems unable to remember anything.

Well, he's still in
a state of amnesia,

but I think it's possible
to cure that also.

Come in.

Well, Mr. Delaney, been
playing policeman I hear?

Yeah, what have you
been playing, Scrabble?

Dr. Marks, this is Mr. Delaney.

What do you make of the patient, Dr. Marks,
all this business being ahead of time.

I'm afraid it's easier to
understand than it is to explain.

But surely, Doctor, the
explanation is quite simple.

The patient's either psychic
or clairvoyant or something like that.

No. Because his physical
reactions are also ahead of time.

I carried out a number
of tests on this patient.

One of them was to
shine light in his eyes.

He blinked exactly 7.5 seconds
before I turned the light on.

Doesn't that have something to do
with Dunn's Theory of Time and Space?

Yes, I think perhaps it does.

Dr. Preston informs me
that during the operation,

this man died and was
brought to life again.

He was dead for 7.5 seconds.

And now we find that he is ahead of his
true position in time by 7.5 seconds.

Now, what happened to him during
that vital period of time?

Well, when he died, when
his heart stopped beating,

he was no longer moving through time.

He had come to a halt.

Yet, time was still moving on.

Moving on, without him.

Now, at this point

he was given an injection of adrenaline
to restore the action of his heart.

But at the very second he
was given that injection,

he was already 7.5 seconds behind time.

Lost 7.5 seconds of his lifeline.

The injection was given,
the heart began to beat once more,

and he was pulled up to
his normal position in time.

In other words, he was
brought back to life again.

Well, what I believe happened is this,

that when his heart had stopped for a
moment, his brain had continued to function,

so that in bringing him back to life, in
pulling him up to his true position in time,

his brain, which had not lost any time
at all, was moved forward 7.5 seconds

ahead of time,

so that his consciousness, his ego,
is now

just that much ahead
of his physical surroundings.

But surely, Doctor, when the heart stops
beating, the brain ceases to function?

Normally, yes, but we're not
dealing with a normal patient.

This man has been exposed to intense
atomic radiation over many years.

That's why they call
Rayner the Isotope Man.

The effect of atomic radiation
on the brain cells of human beings

is something we do not know much about,
but experiments on animals have shown

that intense radiation
enlarges the brain cells,

makes them stronger, better
able to resist deterioration.

So that they would
take longer to die?

That's the only
conclusion I can come to,

that while this man died,
his brain continued to live.

Dr. Hopkins says, can he have
the file on those vaccine tests.

Of course, you know
where to find it.

All right, but how can
we make this man talk.

Until he tells us what it's
all about, we can do nothing.

Well, the only thing that Dr.
Marks and I think might work

is an overdose of a drug called perinin.

A large enough quantity will have a
sort-of slowing down effect on the brain.

Although exactly how to gauge
this dose is difficult to say.

- When could that be done?
- As soon as you like.

- Sergeant?
- Yes, sir?

Put a radio call through to the Yard.
Get them to send a man down to Brandt.

Not to do anything, just to keep an eye
on Rayner until we sort things out here.

- You found that file yet?
- No Doctor, it doesn't seem to be here.

- Well, look for it in the morning, will you?
- Yes, Doctor.

Well, I better get
off to the dispensary.

How much perinin do you want?

How many grams are
there in 7.5 seconds?

Yes, I see what you mean. I'll let
you know when the patient's ready.

All right.

Speaking.

- They're going to give him the injection now.
- So, they know who he is?

They got a pretty good idea.

They've already sent someone
over to Brandt to watch Jarvis.

What ward's Rayner in?

All right, now listen.

I'm sorry, that sort of
thing isn't in my line.

If that's what you want
done, do it yourself.

Don't tell me the great empire
is beginning to crumble at last.

Rayner mustn't be
allowed to talk.

- And who is going to stop him?
- You are.

It's my job to save lives,

not to destroy them.

Is that what you were doing during
the war, Dr. Bressler, saving lives?

How many people died from
your little experiments, hmm?

But then, that's something
we don't talk about, isn't it, Doctor?

Brandt Institute.
Connect me with Dr. Rayner please.

Pat, may I have another
tomato juice please?

You wouldn't be
driving a car, miss?

- No.
- Ah, that's all right then.

May I have a
telephone too please?

One tomato juice, one telephone.

Thank you.

Look, if you don't know
anything,

why should somebody take
a potshot at you last night?

Maybe someone just
thinks I know something.

Whatever it is I'm supposed to know,
I wish I knew what it was I knew.

If you know what I mean.

Preston. Yes, he's here.
Mr. Delaney.

Oh, thank you.

Oh hi, sweetie.

Yeah sure, I'm fine.

Well, you didn't show up and
I got worried. Are you coming?

Well no, I'm,

I'm sort
of tied up right now.

- Well, should I wait for you?
- No, you better go on home and I'll come around later.

Okay.
I love you.

I love you, baby.

- Pat?
- Yes, miss?

You wouldn't like to lend
me that icepick, would you?

- This?
- Just for this evening?

- For you, miss, anything.
- Thank you.

If you're thinking
of murdering someone,

there's a much cleaner
way than with an icepick.

Oh, well if this doesn't
work, I'll let you know.

I was just giving you
friendly advice, miss.

Dolan Square please.

Doctor Bressler?

You are Dr. Bressler, aren't you?
We've never met,

but I've
admired your work for many years.

Oh, really?

I was in the theater
when you did your first facial grafting.

Yes, Penbrook, 1924.

Your technique has yet to
be equaled, Herr Doctor.

You are very kind.

- You must excuse me.
- Dr. Bressler?

- Did you see where that guy came from just?
- Oh, from somewhere up there.

Someone you know, Doctor?

Yes, he was a Doctor
in Europe and Hamburg.

What kind of a doctor?

A plastic surgeon.

- Hold it!
- What's the matter?

Delaney, what's the idea?

How come this guy looks like
the guy at the Brandt Institute?

It could be plastic surgery.

- Where was that Doctor was just now?
- In here.

Well, everything seems all right.
What about him?

We gave him a light anesthetic.

- What's in the hypo doc?
- Perinin.

- How do you know?
- Because those were my instructions.

You wouldn't be trying to build this
into a story for your newspaper would you?

All right, go ahead.

It'll be quite a story
if this guy dies though, won't it, Doc?

Cyanide.

Rayner's disappeared.
He's not at Brandt, he's not home.

Right, come with me.

Fill another syringe, will you?

Thank you.

Get Brandt on the phone.

There was a constable
on duty here, where is he?

I don't know, sir, he--

- Where the Devil have you been?
- Outside, sir, there's been an accident.

- What happened?
- He ran in front of a bus.

Inspector?

Mr. Maitland?
Inspector Cleary here.

What's this about Rayner?

I don't know, we can't
find him anywhere.

Ready to go ahead in
about 25 minutes, sir.

Well, we'll just have to
make the test without him.

Well, if he turns up, will
you ring me at the hospital?

Will you go out to the
water at once, Inspector?

Put an alarm through for this man, Rayner,
or whatever his name is.

How do you feel?

A bit dizzy.

- What happened?
- Can't you remember?

- Oh yes. Yes, I.
- Do you remember who you are?

Of course, I can.
I'm Stephen Rayner.

I was thrown in the
back of this car.

- There were three of them.
- Did you see any of them?

No, no, I didn't.

Where did they take you?

I don't know.

Some sort of a warehouse, near some docks.

- Mr. Delaney?
- Yes.

There's a telephone call for you.

- In here.
- Thank you.

- So, who lacks the spirit of journalism?
- Oh baby, not now, I'm busy.

Yeah, well I've been busy too.
You know where I'm speaking from?

- This is no time for quiz games.
- Vasquo's office.

You're what?
You mean you broke in there?

- Baby, don't you realize--
- I could go to jail for this?

All right, all right,
what did you find out?

Only that there's some
photographs here of Rayner.

How do you like me now?

You did great, baby.

I'll see that you get the
Noble Prize for Literature.

Now, get out of there
before someone comes back.

All right, I'll get
the pictures and I'll.

Jill, hello, Jill!

Jill!

So, Vasquo wants to
stop you making Tungsten?

- How does he propose to do it?
- I don't know.

I put the alarm out.

Right, we better get
out to Brandt.

I got a feeling something's
gonna happen out there.

Operator, Operator!

- Yes, sir.
- What happened?

They cleared the
line at the other end, sir.

- Hey, Inspector.
- What's the matter?

- Where'd the inspector go?
- He went to Brandt Institute.

Why what's the trouble?

Thanks, Doc, I'll see you later.

- What's she doing here?
- Never mind that.

Did you fix everything at Brandt?

It'll be the last experiment
they ever do at that laboratory.

- What time do they start?
- Nine o'clock.

We'll be well
out of it by then.

What are you gonna do with her?
Why didn't you get rid of her?

We will, as soon as
we get on the boat.

- Emergency, which service please?
- Police.

Scotland Yard.

- Vasquo?
- Yes.

The boat'll be ready in about 15
minutes, we're fueling up right now.

- Right.
- When will you be here?

Right away.

- Just a minute.
- Yeah?

- Where are you speaking from?
- I'm at the wharf now, where do you think I am?

- Anyway, hurry up, will ya?
- Right.

Wharf.

Go and see what's
holding them up!

Delaney!

Delaney!

- You okay?
- Yeah.

What are we gonna do
with these monkeys?

Delaney, something's
happening at Brandt's tonight,

I heard
them talking about it.

Well, he said something about
tonight's experiment being their last.

All right, Doc,
what about it, huh?

He said it was going to
happen at nine o'clock.

All right, spill it!

Come on, let's hear it!

All right, we'll find out for ourselves!

Here sweetie, get the car started.

All right, inside!

All right, stand by.

You can start warming
up the pile now,

and stand by to start up the reactor.

Bring in nine four.

Nine four in, 3,000.

One minute to go, sir.

- Now, wait here.
- I don't want to, I--

Don't argue!
Wait here.

No, not in there!
You're crazy!

It's five, 15,000.

18,000.

21,000.

Stand by to charge the reactor.

25,000.

Four seconds to go.

30,000.

Two seconds to go.

You can't go in there!

One second.

Wait a minute, hold everything!

- Stand by.
- No, no,

don't switch on!

Switch on!

Is this what you're
getting so excited about?

- What is it?
- There's enough plutonium in there to blow up half of London.

- Where'd you find it?
- We found it.

All right.
Let's go.

We're not entirely
asleep, Mr. Delaney.

I'm sure glad of that.

Sorry if we got ahead
of you, for once.

Oh, don't apologize.
We're still aren't we?

I'm still here too, Delaney.

Rabowski!

Or did you expect me to sit
out in the car all night long?

Baby, I want to tell you you
were terrific. And I love you.

You do?

Mike, do you mind, we're making
a very important experiment here.

We're making a very
important experiment here too.

Aren't we baby?