All language subtitles for Frosch mit der Maske, Der [aka Frog with the Mask, The] (1959)

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Aubrid?

Did you hear anything?
- It's the frogs croaking in the pond.

For a moment I thought...
- You thought? It's not like you, Charles.

I thought I heard voices.
- Of course! It was the frogs, darling...

Now I can't sleep anymore.
I'm going downstairs for a book.

Ah, what's this?
The light bulb is burnt out again.

My jewels, oh God, my jewels!
My beautifuI jewels!

Here you are, Inspector! His Lordship
and I were sleeping upstairs quietly...

What a disaster! I insist on knowing
what the police are going to do about it.

I beg pardon, My Lady?
- Four years now the Frog and his gang...

have been running riot, I shall complain
to Sir Archibald personally.

That is a good idea, My Lady!

Charles, is he making fun of me?
- No, the police are trying everything.

To make sure that the Frog can do what
he pleases. He does whatever he wants.

They trussed me up put a gag in my mouth!
And he does whatever he wants!

And of course, he left no clues, did he?
- Yes, My Lady, his sign as usuaI.

is a receipt for stolen goods.

Wait for me here, James.
- Very well, sir.

Excuse me, let me through please.

Well, Inspector! What is it this time?
- Beg pardon?

You must look for a man who hears frogs
when they croak at night.

Keep back, everybody keep back!

Lady Farnsworth has lodged
a formaI complaint, Sir Archibald.

That's all we need. Clues?

No, same as usuaI, nothing.

This morning, I received a call
from the ministry. They want me to...

supervise your work more closely.
- Sorry, what did you say?

Yes, I know you're hard of hearing
on that side.

Hedge, I have naturally great confidence
in you and I'll do all I can for you.

But it's getting more and more difficult.
- Yes, I know, Sir.

We must be carefuI about public opinion.
- Yes, I know, Sir.

Then you know what they expect from
Scotland Yard. - Yes, Sir.

As always, they expect us
to solve the case.

You see, you've simply got have results!
- I'll do all that I possibly can, Sir.

And by the way, I heard from Higgins.
He has spent an entire year in trying...

to establish contact with the Frog's men.
Tonight he will become a member.

Will it belong before we get there?
- No, we've arrived already.

The Frog's in that building? What is it?
- It's an abandoned cement factory.

You want to go through with this?
- Sure, it's what I've been waiting for.

It's painfuI when he brands you
with the sign of the Frog.

If you work you'll get a pile of dough.
- That's what you say.

It's true! If you get caught, don't worry.
Number 7 will fix it for you.

You boys are pretty smart.
You bet! There are more and more of us.

And the chief?
- No one knows him personally.

We lieutenants bring him new guys.
guys like you!

He will probably give you a speciaI job!

The rub out.
He'll want to break you in right.

K 33, Chief!
I'm bringing a new one.

Roll up your left sleeve.
Go on!

Now stretch your arm out!

It burns like fire!

Don't wipe it off! Let it bleed!

Go in and turn left!

Close the door!

Close it tight!
And bolt it!

Now turn around. I want to see
what you look like.

Alright!

Your number is K 297!
- K 297, okay. What's my assignment?

Are you always in such a hurry?
- When it's for money, always!

You see this of this young man? He lives
in Landsmoore, 81/2 miles from London.

His name is Ray Bennet.

Here, his sister Ella.
Remember her face.

I have plans for her!

If you see a man hanging around Ella,
kill him! - In cold blood?

You're not here to ask questions!
- How do I know you'll pay?

Behind you on the table is an envelope.
It contains a 100 pounds and instructions

as to how you should make your reports.
And remember: Treachery means death!

Okay, Chief.
- Pick up the envelope!

Hands up! I'm inspector Higgins
of Scotland Yard! The jig's up!

In that case, we'll get someone else!

DreadfuI!
He was one of our best men.

They certainly didn't kill him here!
- It looks like a poison gas job.

There are no signs of violence.

He was probably thrown out of a car here.
- Stop! Move along, Sir!

Well, I can't do both at once.
- You can let him through, it's alright.

Thank you.
- They always let him through.

Who is he?
- He's a stinking rich American.

He's a nephew of Sir Archibald.

Any ideas, Barclay?
- Yes, his shoes are carefully wiped off.

And his clothes.
- Yes, you're right. Now let's see.

So is his hair!
And his beard!

Yes.

In the corner of his mouth,
there is something.

What is it, Sir?

Don't touch!
Looks like cement dust.

Well, Inspector, discovered anything?
- Discovered? I'm not Columbus!

You amateur detectives always expect
police to make discoveries, don't you?

That depends. Sometimes we find
the solution before the police do.

Well, James!

It's obvious, Sir. Here!
The left shoe has a rubber souI,

No, you stay here,
you may find more clues!

Can I give you a lift?
- Thanks, I'd rather walk.

You've got a big suitcase. It must be
very tiring. Where are you going?

Landsmoore.
- Well, that's right on my way.

Hop in, I'll drive you!

Give me your suitcase.
- No!

When father finds out you weren't to...
- He'll explode! Yes, I know.

Why don't you just mind your own business.
Anyway, he won't get here before tonight.

By then I'll be here officially, see?
Oh, boy!

Get a look at that wagon! Wow!

For heaven sakes, it's father!

Father, how nice that you're home early.

Why aren't you in the office?
- It was closed because of a funeraI.

How do you do?
- Hello.

I've got to go to town to buy
a few things for dinner.

How do you do? My name is Richard Gordon.
- Hello. I'm Ella Bennet.

Thank you for bringing my father home.
- What a great car! Do you mind if I drive

around the block? I'll be right back.
- You'll do nothing of the kind!

My brother's wild with cars.
It's better not to encourage him too much.

Ray, you don't drive well enough yet!
- Where did you hear that? Just let me...

at the controls. I'll show you
if I can drive. It's your car, isn't it?

I wish it were. I'm just
breaking it in for a customer.

Well, your father wouldn't like it.

Oh, him!

You shouldn't have allowed it. He won't
be happy untiI he has one of his own.

And he's far to reckless to own a car.
- But since your father is so strict,

why not let him have a little fun?
And me too. - You?

While your brother's amusing himself,
I can seize the opportunity...

to enjoy the pleasure of your company.
- Oh! You seem extremely sure of yourself.

Wait, Miss Ella, I'll go with you!
- I hope your car isn't smashed.

If it is, we'll repair it.
- What'll happen when the owner finds out?

Nothing. He's a charming fellow.
And when he finds out that I've made...

the acquaintance of such a delightfuI
lady, he'll probably be glad to hear it.

Your father has an unusuaI personality.
Is he always so quiet?

Yes. Especially when he comes back
from a trip.

I see. Does he traveI often?
- Sometimes he's gone for days.

Why do you ask?

Is he dead?
- No.

He's breathing normally.
He's just knocked out.

Do you have enemies?
- I don't know.

I suppose I do.

Oh Lord! The sign of the Frog.

Inspector! They've brought
another suspect, Sir.

My master takes the liberty of sending
another frog for your collection.

He captured it in the woods of Landsmoore.
And these photos I found on the specimen.

I'm just an inspector!
- If you say so, Sir.

Remarkable how few people
seem to realize I'm just an inspector.

Alright now, Mr. Frog. Who are they?
- Don't be ridiculous. I won't talk!

May I take the liberty to point out
that one is a picture of Miss Ella Bennet,

and the other is her brother.

Take him away!

And put him in Cell 11!
- Very well, Inspector.

This specimen specializes
in the art of knife throwing.

His technique is far from perfect,
thank heaven.

Say, tell me, why do you talk so fancy?
- I graduated from the Butler's Academy.

Cum laude, no doubt. Now tell me,
was his behavior out of the ordinary?

I should say so. He was in gay spirits
and he kept repeating,

that a certain Number 7
would get him out of prison.

Number 7?

Brushes, shoe polish,
matches, key rings,

shoe laces, brushes,
key rings, shoe laces...

Feeling better, Ray?

Good morning!
A good morning, Mr. Cray!

What a beautifuI day, just right for...
- ... For work!

He asked why you didn't show up yesterday.
- I don't give a damn what he says.

You shouldn't talk like that,
my boy!

How's your charming sister?
- She complains just as much as my father.

Ray!
- Except you. If it weren't for you,

you'd have left here long ago.
But you've got to work for a living,

and a boss is no matter where you are.
- But not like this one. He's a machine!

Quiet!
- No, I'm not afraid of him!

Wait, I'll show you!
- Please!

Ray!

I'm going to ask for a raise.
Someone's got to make a start.

Mr. Maitland, I know you're the boss,
but I'm a human being after all.

You never even speak to us, but now
you're going to have to say something.

Well, to make it short,
I want a raise, Mr. Maitland!

Get out.

But Ray, that's no way to do it.

Matches, hair brushes,
shoe polish, earrings,

shoe laces, earrings,
matches, brushes,

sewing needles, matches,
shoe laces,

needles, shoe laces...

After him, Rex!
Shoe laces...

Show me your permit, gramps!

I hear the voice of authority.
- That's alright. I know you wouldn't...

be peddling without a permit.
Just make sure you don't bother anyone.

No, I don't bother anyone.

There's really no reason for you to be
so angry. I've come here to put in...

a good word for the lad.
- Yes, he's brilliant.

He's so bright that he's lost
3 jobs in the last 6 months!

You don't know what Maitland's like.
Ray had really nothing to do with it.

When he comes back, don't be too strict
with him. He'll find another position.

Father!
- I'm afraid I'll have to run along now.

I want to thank you for coming.
I know you meant for the best.

I hope that I've been able
to be of some help.

Even if only in a small way.

Goodnight, Miss Ella.
- Goodnight.

Now go to bed, Ella.

Shouldn't I wait up for Ray?
- Go to bed!

Be quiet,
and nothing will happen to you!

I have plans for you. I want to
take you away with me. Not now, later!

When the time is come
you will give me your answer.

And if you refuse, I shall force you
to yield. Here, now you will know...

you were not just dreaming.

Father!

Father!

What's the matter?

What is it?

The Frog. The Frog was here!

Alright, Rex, go and eat.
Your master can take off his disguise.

Our man has an astonishing capacity for
assuming all possible types of disguises.

But I don't understand
why he wears the frog mask.

I wish I knew myself.
Must be uncomfortable.

Perhaps he has a scar he's ashamed of?
- That's much too simple.

No, James, there's someone else.
There's one name that occurs to me.

No one else could do it like that.
- Harry Lime!

Yes. And it's worth investigating.
- But, Sir, Harry Lime is dead.

Yes, I know, but I still...
- You're wrong not to believe he's death!

His mutilated body was discovered
in a railroad accident over 5 years ago.

They were able to identify the body
by the papers they found.

Nevertheless, I wonder whether the papers
really belonged to that body.

What are you doing here?
How did you get into the house?

Through the door.
- Your humor is out of place. Who are you?

Miss Bennet knows me.
I must admit that...

I'm in a rather embarrassing position.

Will you please leave this house
at once!

I see.
- Miss Bennet has requested you to go!

Yes, I'm not hard of hearing!

Don't touch me, do you hear?
- I must tell you something.

When I begin something I make a point
of seeing it through to the end.

Especially when the person involved
is one I...

like so much!

Miss Ella, I do not know what role
this young man plays in your life,

but I wouldn't trust him if I were you.
He is not worthy of your confidence!

Please, don't be angry with me.
I only want to be alone.

Wouldn't it be better if I stayed awhile?
He might come back.

It was very nice of you to take me home,
and I do appreciate it.

Thanks for all you did for me and Ray.

You may be the only one who can help him
overcome his childish attitude.

I'll do what I can.
Thank you once again!

I hope you succeed, Miss Ella.
- Goodbye!

Is he her father, or isn't he?

I'd been asking the same question,
Sir.

Oh!
- How'd you know who I was talking about?

If I may take the liberty of saying so,
the pleasure you take in the company...

of the young lady is somewhat
too noticeable under the circumstances.

Oh! That's true.

That's enough for today!
- Very well, Sir.

A mutilated body that was found
with all identification papers intact.

James, there's something fishy here.
- I think so too, Sir.

And the accomplice of Harry Lime
disappeared at exactly the same time, too.

I regret, but for a full-dress party at
the duchess', that's hardly the right tie.

I'm thinking too much about that Frog!
Or about that curious accomplice of his,

who hasn't even been heard of
since the accident.

Women and children are the worst
patrols there are for a man!

Is that one of your maxims?
- No, it was a criminaI who said that.

A master of the business.
He's dead. Harry Lime.

Oh yes, quite right.
- You know the name?

As it happens, I'm familiar
with all these names.

That's quite an unusuaI coincidence.
I'm looking for a name.

It's that of his partner.
- Did Harry Lime have a partner?

Yes. Also a master of the business.

In any case...
we know what he looked like.

They say,
the fellow had a cleft chin.

Something like this?

Perhaps. I've never seen him.

They also say he had a strange tattoo.
A mark on his right wrist.

A frog!

CarefuI, you'll stain your cuff!

Oh, it's nothing.
- There are ways of removing such marks.

What does he want from the girI?

I've been turning it over in my mind.
It simply doesn't make sense.

It's rather complicated, isn't it?
A man who's committed dozens of murders...

should find it easy to kidnap her.
- He seems to want her to come to him...

of her own free will.
- A good thing for us!

What?
- Yes.

Why is it a good thing for us?
- The Frog has made his first slip up.

Women and children are
the worst pitfalls there are for a man,

as Harry Lime used to say.

Yes?
- Ella Bennet just called in. No news.

Thanks. That girI certainly has courage!
- Yes, she has strength of character.

She won't submit in spite of the man's
threats!

So he'll be forced to use some other
means of persuasion.

Now if I were the Frog, I would try
to get at her through Mr. Bennet Jr.

Excuse me, how do I get to the Lolita bar?
- Third turn to the left.

Is Number One there yet?
- Don't ask stupid questions!

Wait for us over there!

Good evening, Sir.
Good evening.

May I help you, Sir?
- I've been asked to come by here.

Mr. Bennet, I've been expecting you.
You're a lucky man, you know.

Miss Lolita
wants to meet you personally.

If you don't mind waiting a few minutes.
This way.

This way, please!

Now, this is a perfect table.
You can see everything from here.

Sit down, would you please?

Now, what can I offer you?
- Oh!

You're our guest tonight.
- I don't know. I might...

take a cognac?
- You might as well enjoy yourself.

A bottle of champagne? The best quality!
And your cognac. Would that be all right?

Yes, whatever you say.

Hey, you there! Stop!

Hey there, stop! Stop!

Come along!
- Let me go! What do you want with me?

I didn't do anything!
- Tell that to Scotland Yard.

I might have known it'd be
another Frog job.

You know much more than you let on.
- No, I don't, I'm sorry to say.

If I knew more I'd be a genius.
But I'm just a policeman.

I won't stand for this!
- Now, what are they dragging in?

What's the world coming to...

when a decent man
can't go to work in peace?

I'm a working man!
- Oh, a working man. Were do you work?

In the Lolita Bar. I work the lights.
- A light man. You're light-fingered?

I've got to go! The show's about to begin!
- But without you. That's show business!

First thing tomorrow, he goes to
CentraI Prison. Take him yourself.

See if you can make him talk.
I guess I'll pop over to the Lolita bar.

In foggy nights
at the banks of the Thames

you must never alone.

Behind thousands of windows
at the harbour

the smell of love
is drifting through the night.

Holded tight,
full of yearning to be loved...

you're whispering "I love you".

And the fog coming from the Thames...

will cover him and you.

If you would lend me your arm...

caring about me...

take me as I am...

I'd love to go with you down there.
But you have to be aware,

that I only take care
of the thrill that I got when I'm kissed.

In foggy nights
at the banks of the Thames

I need a man... like you.

You must never forget me.

Come with me and kiss me!

In foggy nights
at the banks of the Thames

I'll show you a paradise.

Come with me, you have to tell me

whether I promised too much.

Excuse me, Sir,
but evening clothes are compulsory.

And such elegance!

The last time I saw you,
you were wearing stripes.

But Inspector Hedge, you wouldn't
want to interfere with my work, would you?

Not as long as you work
in a harmless place, like this.

But I've gone straight!
- Now, did I hear rightly?

Be carefuI, Brady, you're slipping.
Now what do you look at me like that for?

Where's your sense of humor?

How much longer will I have to wait?
- I'll take you to Miss Lolita, now.

Please excuse me, Inspector.

Can't you wait untiI I've gotten dressed?
- I can, but the kid's getting impatient.

What's he like?
- You saw him.

Yes, but I mean...
- Since when do you ask questions?

Alright.

Wait 'tiI Junior
gets a look at this!

You can come in now.

Good evening.

Good evening.

Ray Bennet?
- Yes, Ray Bennet.

Give me a light.
- Yes, here.

Thanks.

Won't you sit down?
- Yes, thanks.

Mr. Bennet, a good friend has recommended
you to me as a very valuable collaborator.

Now, that I see you I think he was right.
- Really? I'm glad. I'm afraid...

I have very little experience.
- Don't be shy, Mr. Bennet.

You're more competent
than you think.

You've got great charm.

It's true.

You attract women. You're a man
that girls should be frightened of.

Miss Lolita, I...
- When could you begin?

Right away!
- Good.

I like men who make rapid decisions.
And now listen to me...

I'm so sorry, now I'm at your disposaI.
What'll it be for you?

A blonde or a brunette?
- I beg your pardon?

Now tell me, Brady,
how many light men do you employ here?

Two, but one didn't show up here tonight.
- His name?

Mills.
- Look for a new man.

He won't be back tomorrow night.
- Why not?

When grown men play at leap frog,

sooner or later they break their necks.

Good night, my friend.
- Good night, Inspector.

What do you want with me.
- You're an important man for us.

You won't make me talk!
Number 7 will get me out.

Number 7 will get me out.
You can't make me talk.

Oh, no?

If I should talk?

It'd make things easier for you!

That was no accidentaI collision.
That was deliberate!

Say, give me a hand.
- Be carefuI.

Mills is hurt.

CarefuI with him, there.

I hope he's not seriously hurt.
- Hedge wants a confession out of him.

Too bad, Sir. I'm afraid this man
won't be able to confess now. He's dead.

Yes, quite, but I must say you deserve
congratulations for getting rid...

of our only key witness.
- Inspector, I'm sorry, but I...

That won't bring Mills back to life!

I'm afraid your promotion
will be held up for a while.

Sir, I have a family.

I'm afraid he can't blame us for that.
- Of course, I can't, Inspector.

Now, please go outside and wait for me.
- Give him a last chance.

Barclay, hold on a second!

The frog in cell 11 won't talk.
Perhaps you can get him to open up!

Me, Inspector?
- It would redeem you, Barclay.

Thank you, Sir. I will do what I can.
- We will lock you up with him...

in cell 11 for a while.
- We're making a spy out of you, Barclay.

I don't mind. I do it for my promotion.
- And for your family.

That, too!

A likeable young chap.

Good morning, Uncle.
Hello, Inspector.

You, here, Richard?
Well that's a pleasant surprise.

Have a seat!
- You know I never bother you here,

but things seem to have come to
a standstill. I'm not making progress.

Perhaps, I should leave the you alone.
- No, please stay with us.

Come, sit down.
- Thank you.

Gin or whisky?
- Nothing for me, thanks, Uncle.

What's on your mind?
Please wait outside!

Who is John Bennet?

Do you know anything at all
about Mr. Bennet?

For example that a certain Richard
Gordon was seen hanging around his house.

And we are also aware that Mr. Bennet has
a beautifuI young daughter, Mr. Gordon.

Strange as it seems, Inspector,
I happen to have noticed that.

Mr. Gordon.
- Inspector?

You are on the wrong track.

If you want to do something for
Ella Bennet, investigate her brother.

Brushes, safety matches,
brushes, safety matches,

shoe polish, brushes...
- Who are you, anyway?

Are you deaf too?
- No, not deaf, only blind.

Most people are as good as blind.
Give me some matches,

and let me light up the situation.

Shoe polish, brushes,
key rings,

needles and thread,
shoe polish...

Naturally we have a reservation
for you, Mr. Maitland.

This way, Mr. Maitland.

This way.

Say, who's the big shot?
- Maitland. He owns the whole place.

In foggy nights
at the banks of the Thames

I'll show you a paradise.

Come with me, you have to tell me

whether I promised too much.

Bravo!

WonderfuI!

Say, Brady, why do you want to
give up such a fine job?

What's that, Inspector?
- Well, you're breaking in your successor.

Young Ray Bennet, aren't you? You got
a new light man yet? - Yes, yesterday.

Thank you, it's very sweet of you.
Champagne, 2 glasses, please.

You're such a marvellous woman.
- Thank you.

Yes, the most exciting woman in the world.
- You're right, she's unique.

You were never more beautifuI.

You really mean that?
- Absolutely. - Lolita!

What's wrong with you?
- Tell him to leave you alone.

Why, you're jealous. How sweet.
- Jealous? Not of those clowns!

Now, look here, Ray! You're wrong
to act like that. You must trust me.

I should be honoured if you'd be
my guest tonight.

Lolita is with me!
- Oh, I'm so sorry.

I won't you to interfere with business.
- It's just more than I can stand.

You're sweet.
- I couldn't help it...

You can't come in like that, Mister.
I must ask you to remove your overcoat.

Come here at once, Ray!

You're coming home with me.

Come with me to the house!
- Why should I?

This is not the right place for you.

I know much better
what the right place for me is.

You'll come with me!

At once.
- I'll do nothing of the kind.

Go along with your father!
- Come!

Go away, go away,
go away!

Come, drink this!

Taxi!
- Right away, Sir.

Mr. Maitland,
what is the matter?

Parkwood, Kensington, please.

Ray, darling! Come on,
drink another glass.

Ray...

How many women did you love in your life?
- I've already told you.

But I want you to tell me again.
- Lolita, how often do I have to say...

that I've never loved anyone but you?
And I never will love anyone but you.

You must believe me, it's the truth.

Ray, my darling, Ray...

Would you do anything for me, Ray?
- Anything.

There's nothing in the world
I wouldn't do.

Kiss me.

Ray!

It'd be better if you didn't go,
Ella.

I know you're waiting here for Ray,
but you can't help him. He isn't coming!

Why not? Has he left London?

No, but... Please, you must believe me,
you can't help him!

Let me take care of him.
- You!

Yes, I've already told you that if I start
something, I see it through to the end.

And I've also told you why.

Ella, I wish you'd have
a little more confidence in me.

I know it's not only your brother
who's in danger. You are too!

Ella, you must trust me!

Ella...

I trust you.

Come with me.

Don't make a move or the dog will be
at your throat. Now, walk up those steps!

Open the door!

Now go to your desk. Faster!

Sit down!

Leave your hands on the desk
and don't make a move.

Your time has come, Maitland!
- What do I care?

I'm ready to give up, now.

Never a moment's peace. I'm tired
of never being able to say a word!

I don't give a damn for your money,
Frog! Not on my life!

Here! You want the whole thing for
the job at the Tracy Company on Saturday?

There! There!

You swine!
- You can't turn back, Maitland.

Hello. Who? This is the warden's office.
Yes. The alarm?

You say it's a prison break?
Yes, I'll see. Right away.

Why did you let the man get away?
- He had a police man and...

I'd seen him with Barclay.
- Good god! Barclay.

Give me the handcuff keys.

Are you hurt?
- I don't think so.

Get him a drink. Barclay,
how did a thing like this happen?

I thought he was about to talk, when he
grabbed me and tried to strangle me.

Here's the whisky, Sir.
- I had my handcuffs...

in my pocket and I guess he saw them.
- You would have brought your gun.

I did, but he took it away from me.
- What? He took it away from you?

Are you as slow as all that?

Yes, but whatever he told you doesn't
get us anywhere, Sergeant.

Yes, I know. I'm sorry.
Now we're no farther than before.

Who knows, who knows...
We may have something!

Come in!

The lab reports on the bank
break case have disappeared. - What?

They were locked up in my closet!
- Yes, Inspector.

Thank you.
- Hedge, what on earth is going on here?

Well, Sir, perhaps Scotland Yard
has it's own frog!

That's impossible!
- Who knows what is impossible or not?

For instance, if you led a double life,
you could be the Frog.

Hedge!

One of these days, this dreadfuI case
will be cleared up. Then I'll have to...

face the question of how to promote you,
in view of your unprofessionaI attitude.

You'll face that question very soon.
- Do you have...

any new leads?
- Yes, Sir. Sergeant Barclay,

you've had a rough time these last days.
- Yes, indeed, I'm afraid so, Sir.

I think a little time off would do
you good. Today is Friday,

take yourself a long weekend.
Your wife and children will be glad.

Take a rest. Come back Monday morning.
- Thank you, Inspector. I appreciate it.

Don't mention it.

He's a likeable young chap. A copy of
the lab analyses is locked in my safe.

Thank God.
- What is my promotion status now?

Speaking?
- My name is unimportant.

Listen carefully to what I have to say!
The Frog is planning a big job.

Frog planning big job.
- At the Tracy Company.

Saturday evening at 12:30.

A trap? Perhaps. But it may be our last
chance. I'll take all precautions!

My name is Hedge. I've been wanting
to meet you for a long time,

Mrs. Barclay.
- My name is Swift, I have no children!

Oh, excuse me, Mrs. Swift, but...
don't the Barclays live here?

Mr. Barclay, but he doesn't have a family.

No family at all?
- No, I certainly ought to know.

Mrs. Swift!

Number 7!

Too bad, Barclay, you're the only one
Number 7 won't be able to help.

Never did like that fellow Barclay!

Won't you tell me what we're doing here?
- You promised me that you wouldn't ask.

Alright.
- Hey, where are you going?

To put on some music. I feeI like dancing.
- It's after hours!

Seriously? Dance music never hurts anyone.
- Hands off!

It's too late, sweetheart,
come on.

What's wrong, Lolita?
- There you go again, asking me questions.

Ah, but Lolita...

Help!

Number 11?
- Here.

Is the coast clear?
- For the moment, Chief.

Everybody else in the corridor.
And no noise!

Put a coin in the jukebox.

Do as I say! I want to dance!

Good lord! That's the warning
for the Frog! Let's go!

Comrades! This way, men!
- We've been betrayed!

There they go!

Don't let them get away!

Hands up!

You! Get back to the wall!

Fire, fire!

It's getting away!

5 of them are seriously wounded.
- And our men?

Sergeant Long was killed,
3 men wounded.

Alright you frogs, out with it.
Let's hear your voices.

I'd give my right arm to know who managed
to drop a coin in that jukebox...

to set off the alarm. Well?

Maybe you'll remember before
you're all hanged. Take them away!

He asked me over last Sunday.
But he didn't come and now my key...

doesn't open his door anymore.
And there was such an awfuI smell.

Give me your skeleton key.

Get back! Open the windows!

Gas! Poison gas!
- What a horrible crime!

And on a Sunday, too!
- Contain yourself, you weren't murdered!

James!
- Sir?

Will you take this to the camera store
and tell them I need it in perfect...

working order by tomorrow morning.
- Very well, CeciI B. de Mille!

If I may make so bold as to ask you:
What made you go to work in a sordid bar

as a light man on the night shift?
- For throwing light into a dirty joint.

If I may take the liberty of saying so,
I find the expression a trifle vulgar.

Take it easy, James!
- Very well, Sir.

But might I ask one more question?
- If you must.

You wish to put a camera in the bar?
Yes. I'm going to place it in this box.

It's connected to this photoelectric cell.
If someone turns on the light...

Here, hold this. I'll show you exactly
how the thing works.

Please, Sir.

The camera starts up automatically.
It takes motion pictures of everything.

I'd like to express the hope that
nothing too shocking will transpire.

That's just exactly what I'm hoping,
Socrates!

Me, in the Frog's gang?
- That's right, the same as us.

You're a born comedian!
Stop playing innocent.

You have tipped off the Frog with
the juke box music. The police know it!

Now, I get it.
- It took you plenty of time to catch on.

You'll have to change your identity. Here!
Some papers in the name of Bill Carter.

From now on, you're going to have
to work for the Frog, but without Lolita!

Good luck, Bill Carter!

Lights!

Where do you think you're going?
- To the police!

Oh no, you don't! Put 'em up!
Turn around!

You've worked for the Frog.
You're part of the gang now!

You little rat!

There, that'll hold him, I guess!

But I was just following orders!

You told me to!

Ella, your brother is in danger!
You want to know anymore?

What happened to Ray?
- He's been arrested. Come at once!

Where shall I come?
- On the Forest Road. Near the oak tree.

Yes, I'll be there!

What's happened to my brother?
- He's been arrested. He murdered someone.

No!
- Bill Carter is your brother Ray.

He's going to be tried and sentenced
to hang. Only you can save him!

I have a witness who knows
that your brother is innocent.

But before I let her testify, I want you!
If you to come to me of your free will,

put the lamp in your window.
- No, never!

Then Ray Bennet must die! Because
his sister didn't want to save him!

You monster!

The morning papers give a lot of space
to the murder committed by Bill Carter.

They're pretty rough on us, Sir.
- Please bring me The Daily MaiI.

Good morning, Uncle. Any developments
on the murder committed in the Lolita Bar?

Have you at least picked up any new clues?
Who is this Bill Carter?

Bill Carter is in reality Ray Bennet!

Are you out of your mind, Inspector?
- It would be better if I were, but...

I've received a call from Ella Bennet.
The Frog told her brother would be...

killed if she refused to give in to him.
- We advised her to grab to come here.

Come in!

The Daily MaiI, Sir.
- Thank you.

"Ray Bennet, a murderer?" No!

Yes, what is it?

Bill Carter admits that he wanted
to shoot Brady.

He can't remember anything that happened.
- Thank you. You hear it. - Still!

I don't believe it. When Ella Bennet
gets here please ask her to wait for me.

Richard! My brother's in danger!
The Frog is...

I'm doing my best to prove he's innocent!
- He is innocent!

I'm sure of it! Now go to Sir Archibald's
office and wait there for me.

Let me through!
Come on, we'll go by the back way.

Wait here for me, James!

Get the others!

Alright, get them in the cellar, quickly!
- Over here!

I know Sir, they'd be glad
to see me hang with Bill Carter.

Not quite. However, the commissioner
minced no words when he spoke to me.

I can understand the commissioner.
What can the public think of the police?

Maitland is only a figure head, the alarm
is set off by a jukebox, Mills is dead,

Everett is vanished, Barclay's a frog,
and Gordon and his butler can't be found.

All we have to go by
is the ballad about Johnnie!

What are you driving at?
- You know the legend of the magic flower?

Our little boy Johnnie used to wander
from sun up to dusk,

through village and countryside,
searching for some magic seeds.

Perhaps they were cement dust.
- You found a new clue?

Yes, I most certainly have!

Would you please use all your influence
to keep it out of the papers?

Everything pertaining to Bill Carter!
His father must not know the truth.

No one must know he's Ray Bennet.
- I shall certainly do that for you.

I thank you, Sir.

There's a character out here
who seems to be terribly excited.

He's got some story about the Frog.
- Yes, let him come in!

Inspector, look at this!
Read this letter. Isn't it dreadfuI?

When did this come?
- Just a little while ago.

Sir Archibald. Take a look at this!

Sergeant! Gunman on the roof!
Have your men surround the block!

Now at least we know who the Frog is not.
- What do you mean?

You, Sir Archibald, can't be the Frog!
- I'm flattered.

Why would he want to murder me?
- He's a homicidaI maniac.

I don't know about that.

It's time for our morning callisthenics.
- Don't bother me now, I'm thinking.

Under the circumstances you owe it to
yourself to be in shape for action.

I may be in trouble but
I'm not out of shape!

If you don't believe me,
here's a little demonstration!

Alright, that!

Extraordinary, Sir, your form's perfect.
- Quiet!

Nobody!

Still think I'm not in good form?
- You've almost demolished the wall, Sir!

That breaks my heart.
- You've exposed the electricaI wiring.

That's the high voltage!

The House of Commons will resume
session tomorrow. London.

The reprieve requested for Bill Carter
has not been granted. Consequently,

his execution scheduled for 3 a. m.
tomorrow will take place as planned.

The industriaI fair will...
- Are you leaving, father?

Yes, my dear.
I'll see you tomorrow.

I just can't wait to see what happens
when my colleague comes in this time.

Give me that!

When he steps on this, he'll get
a hot foot that'll curI his ears!

It'll be the shock of his life!
- Here he comes. Get out of the way!

Here's your food.
- Look! Look there!

Where, what is it?

Smashing performance, Sir!

Mr. Executioner? You may proceed!

May God give you courage, my son!

Mr. Executioner, you may proceed!

May God forgive you!

In the name of the law,
the sentence must be carried out.

There!
- Why, that's...

So you're...
Old Ben, the executioner?

Did you murder Brady?

Please answer the question!
Did you murder Brady?

If you did, then...

Look at me, son!

Did you do it?

The prosecutor proved I did.

No. You're no murderer!

They have a different look!

Many times I have seen the eyes
of murderers before they were hanged.

Open up that, Bennet!

The execution's been called off!
Your son is innocent!

Yes?
- It's me!

Richard, sweetheart!
- Yes, it's me. Ray was pardoned!

Yes, he's innocent! No, I'm here at
Scotland Yard with Inspector Hedge.

When are you coming to see me?
- I'll get there as soon as possible.

You must lock all the doors and windows.
Barricade the house.

Don't open to anyone before I get there.
The Frog will stop at nothing now.

You're in serious danger!

Ella!

Ella! Answer me!

Ella!

You can forget about Ella Bennet.
You'll never hear her voice again.

Inspector!

Now, we're going to find out
if our little Johnnie did work well.

Let me out of here, you mad man!
I want to get out of here! You're insane!

Quiet, you!
- I won't keep quiet!

Try to escape, Ella Bennet,
don't give in to him.

He's out of his mind!
He's a mad man!

You murderer,
you let me out of here!

Murderer!

And you'll get the same
treatment if you don't behave!

You're coming with me. No one can stop me,
I'm stronger than anyone!

Number 7!

How did you break loose?

Hands up, Harry. Spread out your arms!
I know your tricks!

You believed that I was killed
when you shot me off the roof.

I can still hear your laughter.
You wanted everything for yourself!

Too bad, Harry. You didn't succeed
after all. And I'm here now!

You made a criminaI out of me.
I spent years in the penitentiary!

I had plenty of time to figure out
how to get back at you.

I'll simply pull the trigger, Harry.
That'll be the end of you!

That's what you think!
- Ella, Ella!

Now come out with your hands up!

Alright Frog! Now show us your face!

Dear old Mr. Johnson.

Harry Lime!

Wow do you plan to support a family now?
The Lolita bar will be closed for a while?

Richard is also a very good chauffeur!
- And a good mechanic! Don't forget that.

Your chauffeur took the wrong road!
- Remarkable how few people do realize...

I've been promoted to Chief Inspector.
- You don't have a good press agent!

Just a second, please!

And what do we do now?
- You'll see. May I introduce Mr. Gordon,

the nephew of Sir Archibald and proprietor
of that little cottage over there?

Is that the truth?
- I can see no reason to doubt it.

Tell me, who are you, really?
- I'm not sure I can give a full answer.

I've a little income, and I'm an amateur
detective who does all he can...

to help out the police. Isn't that right?
- I beg pardon?

No one's deafer than a man
who doesn't want to hear!

May I offer you
my heartiest congratulations!

May I offer you my heartiest thanks!

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