All language subtitles for The.Invisible.Man.Returns.1940.1080p.BluRay.x264-SADPANDA

(DRAMATIC MUSIC PLAYING)

I can't believe
it's going to happen.

Just two more hours,
and they're going to kill him.

You know,
the way you take on,

one would think it was you
they're going to hang.

I'd rather,
do you hear?

I'd much rather.

He could still get the reprieve,
couldn't he, Mr. Cotton?

He will get it.
I'm praying he will.

Oh, he's so young.

They don't ask a murderer
his age, Cookie.

Mr. Geoffrey didn't murder
his brother,

and you know it
as well as I do.

It ain't my
business to know.

That's what we've got judges
for. They're experts.

What would he do
a thing like that for?

Why, he and his brother was
pals like you never saw.

The Radcliffes
are no murderers.

Blimey, you may be
a good butler,

but it's a dead cert
you ain't no psychologist.

What do you know what goes
on inside a man's mind?

Outside he may
look like a gentleman,

but inside, he may have
the hankering for murder.

No. It's no good talking to a man
with an apology for a brain.

I wish it was over.

I've been
worrying so long

whether that reprieve would
go through or not, that...

You're all worried
out, eh, Cotton?

Oh, shut your lip.

It's hard on all of us, Mr. Cotton,
but what about poor Miss Manson?

Instead of him leading her to the altar,
they're leading him to the gallows.

And Mr. Cobb, he
ain't too happy neither.

Morning tea,
Miss Manson.

Morning? So soon?

Helen, you can't
go on like this, you know,

without sleep
or anything.

You're not being fair
to yourself or to Geoffrey.

Now, please have something.
At least a cup of tea.

Oh, Richard, they
must have news by now.

Surely the reprieve
has come through.

Well, they'd be sure to phone
as soon as there's word.

Dr. Griffin is asking
for you, Miss Manson.

- Have you any news?
- None.

Mr. Cobb, isn't there
some ray of hope left for him?

There must be hope.
There has to be.

I don't see what more
we can do.

I've talked to dozens of
influential people in London,

old friends of whom I've
never asked a favor before.

The Home Secretary,
it seems impossible

that he shouldn't at least
grant a postponement.

Richard, please try.

(DIALING)

(WHISPERING) Helen,
if it's "no," be brave.

You know what
has to be done.

RICHARD: Yes, very well.
I'll hold on.

You know, Helen, I'd give my
right arm if it would help you.

I feel my position very keenly,
not only as Geoffrey's cousin,

- but as your friend...
- (PHONE LINE BEEPS)

Hello? Oh, yes, may I
speak to Philip, please?

Mr. Richard Cobb.

Yes, it's most urgent.
A matter of life and death.

Oh, I see.

Thank you.

It's no use.
He's away in Scotland.

It's impossible
to reach him.

Thank you for permitting
this last visit, Governor.

I wish I could do more.
It was his last request.

Take Dr. Griffin
to the cell.

Sorry, but I can allow you
just 10 minutes, Doctor.

Gin.

(LOCK CLINKING)

Governor's permit.

Huh?

Come in, sir.

(TICKING)

He's gone!

Who's gone?
What do you mean?

The prisoner!
Radcliffe!

- What are you talking about?
- (ALL MURMURING)

I never took me eyes off him,
sir, not for half a second.

Then will you kindly explain
how he can have gone?

- I wish I knew, sir.
- He just took wing and flew, did he?

You're under arrest, both of you.
Sound the alarm.

Come along.

(PHONE RINGING)

Sampson speaking.

An escape, eh?

(SNAPS FINGERS)

Yes.

Uh-huh.

I see.

Dr. Frank Griffin?

See if we have any file
on a Dr. Frank Griffin.

Uh-huh.

All right, I'll be along
as soon as possible.

Griffin?

Well, here's how
it was, sir.

There wasn't no way
he could have gone.

When Griffin was talking
to him on the bed here,

I was over here playing cards with Bob.
Wasn't I, Bob?

And when this
Dr. Griffin went,

the prisoner started
talking to me after a bit

about what
a rotten day it was.

You know, the way they do to
keep their spirits up a bit.

That's right.

And then he went
back over here,

stepped in here, turned
on the water like that.

He washed his hands.
He took a towel like that,

and he walked over here, still
chatting about the weather,

just as offhand
as you please.

Then he stopped talking,
and after a jiffy we go in.

And here's the water
still running.

And there's nothing left

but his clothes laying
there on the floor, sir.

That's just the way it was.
So help me, Bob.

- Wasn't it, Bob?
- Just as sure as I stand here, sir.

It's witchcraft.
That's what it is, sir.

Don't talk rot, man.

The funny thing is I believe it,
word for word.

But he couldn't have
vanished into thin air.

(CHUCKLES)
Couldn't he though?

(LEAVES RUSTLING)

(INDISTINCT CHATTERING)

(KNOCKING AT DOOR)

Where have you been? I've been trying
to get you on the phone all morning.

I'm sorry, Mr. Cobb. I gave
orders not to be disturbed.

You might have made
an exception in my case.

I didn't expect you. I'm doing
some extremely delicate work.

What work can be as important as all that?
Haven't you heard the news?

Geoffrey's escaped, noose
practically around his neck.

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

Well, that's an extraordinary
attitude to take, I must say.

But what can I do?

Do? You must find him and help him.
And Helen.

Helen, with Geoffrey?

Isn't that natural
for a fiancée?

She went out this morning
and hasn't come back yet.

He's escaped,
she's disappeared.

Man alive, doesn't it
mean anything to you?

They're in danger.

They're hunting him,
and she's with him.

They'll shoot him
on sight.

On sight?

Knowing your friendship
for Helen and Geoffrey,

it's safe to assume that you wouldn't
be working here as calmly as you are

unless you knew
where they were.

I don't think that you have any
reason for that assumption.

You're evading
my question.

It's obvious you know
where they are.

Put that stuff down!

Mr. Cobb, please
don't think me rude,

but I have an enormous
amount of work to do.

Now look here,
Dr. Griffin.

I've supported
this laboratory

in the tradition of my cousins
and their humanitarian ideas.

I must ask you to give me
the same consideration

as you would
give to them.

Gladly.

Very well then.

If they're together, if Helen is
with him, they have no money,

you must tell me how I can help them.
It's criminal not to.

I'm sorry.

Very well.

MAN: Sir Geoffrey's a right smart lad.
He'll get through.

And if he needs any help,
he knows where to come for it.

- Aye.
- Come on, you men.

Look alive, dear.
Look alive.

Can't have
work interrupted.

Haven't you heard?
Sir Geoffrey has escaped.

They do say
it's a mystery.

Seemingly when a chap
puts one over on the law,

it's always a mystery.

The mystery would be
if they catched him.

- (ALL LAUGHING)
- That's no business of yours!

Perhaps it hasn't
occurred to you,

the company doesn't pay you to stand
here swapping mystery stories.

Keep thee wig
on, Willie.

Mr. Spears to you. I'll thank
you to show proper respect.

Go on now. Get down that shaft if
you want to keep off the dole.

- All right, Mr. Willie Spears.
- (WORKERS LAUGHING)

WILLIE: Get back to work, I tell thee!
Get out of my way!

(INDISTINCT SHOUTING)

What can I do for you?

Where can I
find Dr. Griffin?

- Who might you be?
- Scotland Yard.

Oh, yes, sir.

I reckon you'll find him
in the hospital building, sir,

in his laboratory
right over there.

Thank you.

A couple of cops.

A lot they'll find out.

Aye, they're
up to something.

(KNOCK AT DOOR)

The gentleman wishes
to see you, sir.

- Dr. Griffin?
- Yes.

I'm Sampson, Scotland Yard.
May I come in?

What can I do
for you, Inspector?

What can you do
for me, Doctor?

Very little,
I'm afraid.

You and Radcliffe were great
friends, weren't you, Doctor?

We still are,
I'm happy to say.

Yes, Doctor. Quite so.

The research on which
you and he were collaborating

was interrupted
by the unfortunate

accident to Sir Michael,
shall we say?

And to carry on
such important work,

a man like you
wouldn't hesitate

to break the law,
would you?

Suppose you come
to the point, Inspector.

I've been looking up the file
on your late brother.

That was nine
years ago, wasn't it?

Charming fellow

and very ingenious.

He concocted a formula which included
a poisonous drug called duocaine,

an extraction
of an East Indian herb

that took the color
out of things.

Combined with other ingredients
known only to himself,

it made the body
transparent

when injected
into the bloodstream.

Very ingenious.

He succeeded, didn't he,
in making himself invisible?

Really, Inspector, you don't
have to go through all that.

I can remember
it very well.

Yes, it isn't a thing a mere nine
years can make you forget, is it?

You recall, of course,
how he went insane

and never regained visibility
till after he was dead,

and how he was finally
killed by the police.

Shot down like a mad dog after
hundreds had lost their lives.

A most hideous crime.

But, of course, Doctor, you would
never make a man invisible

with the danger
of him going mad,

unless you had a means
of bringing him back in time.

Surely, in all
those nine years,

you've found a method
of avoiding insanity,

or perhaps even
restoring visibility.

I was never interested
in my brother's activities.

Oh, I'm sorry, Doctor. I had
hoped that you might cooperate.

You must realize that
if the monster murders,

the scientist hangs.

Have a cigar?

No, thanks.
I don't smoke.

Try it.

In smoke or rain,
he becomes visible.

Cover this place.

I'll send some men out.

(ENGINE STARTS)

I tell you, miss, you're the
first visitor to this cottage

in nigh on a year.

Excepting Dr. Griffin, coming
to look at my gouty old foot.

(CHUCKLES) When do you
expect the patient?

He'll be here
very soon, Ben.

There's nowt I won't be glad to
do for a patient of Dr. Griffin.

Aye, and I'll be glad
to have a body to talk to.

He's had a very serious
accident, Ben.

He needs rest and no
unnecessary conversation.

Depend on me, miss.

Old Ben never talks
except when it's wanted.

And I think he'd rather that
no one knew he was here.

(BARKING)

That's old Towser. I wonder
what's come over him.

Getting old and
talkative, seems like.

(DOG CONTINUES BARKING)

(DOG WHIMPERING)

What's the matter,
you old fool?

Be quiet now.

(DOG CONTINUES WHIMPERING)

Helen. Darling.

Come inside
quickly, darling.

(DOG HOWLING)

Will you stop?

It's not Buckingham
Palace, darling.

You're wrong. It is.

But at least it's
comfortable and safe.

How does it feel
to have a phantom fiancé?

You're the best phantom I happen to know.
I can touch you.

Oh, you poor boy.
I don't know what to say.

(CHUCKLES) I'm lucky.
I can see you.

After all, I'm not much to look at anyway.
Even when I...

Even when this...

It doesn't make any difference, dear.
We're together.

Soon it'll be
as it always was.

All this is just a dream.

Now come.
Sit down and rest.

(COUCH SQUEAKS)

I'll get some tea.
You must be famished.

Oh, no. Thanks
just the same, darling,

but I don't want
anything to eat.

Just sit down
and talk to me.

(DOG HOWLING)

It's all right.

You must have thought
I'd never get here.

It was kind of
awful waiting,

wondering if something
had happened to you.

I couldn't find the spot where Frank
had hidden the bag with the clothes.

You can't imagine how cold
I was until I found them.

You know, I'm
beginning to understand

why ghosts moan so
in this sort of weather.

You haven't
changed a bit.

That's a slight exaggeration.

But if the worst
comes to the worst,

I can always get
a job haunting a house.

There's not going
to be any "worst."

Frank won't
let us down.

He's working day and
night on the antidote.

(DOG HOWLING)

Stop that infernal row!

No, no.

I'm sorry, darling.
It's just that...

All these months,
I've thought about this day,

mentally adjusting myself,

certain that I'd be able to
accept the change quite casually.

Now that it's happened, now
that it's become a reality,

I don't know.

(DOG HOWLING)

I can't stand it
any longer, Helen!

He'll rouse the whole
neighborhood. Stop him!

Darling, you know there's no
one around here for miles.

(DOG BARKING LOUDLY)

Ben. I say, Ben,
can't you take that dog away?

Tie him somewhere
where we can't hear him.

Oh, don't pay
no heed on him, miss.

Hey, you
gert blunderhead.

(DOG CONTINUES BARKING WILDLY)

I can't say I blame you.

(WHIMPERING)

I'd better be on my way again.
Where?

Darling, I can't just sit around here
with Michael's murderer at large.

Geoff, I understand, but you've got
to take it easy for a few days.

You've been under
such an awful strain.

I've almost forgotten
how to relax.

I suppose I'll
get used to this.

You won't have to, Geoff.

Frank's sure he'll have the
antidote within a few days.

Yes. Yes, of course.

Helen...

- Promise me something.
- Yes?

Frank gave me
his word

that if my mind
should begin to go

before he found
a way back for me,

he'd prevent me
doing any harm.

Chain me if necessary.

Help him keep his promise.

I don't know, darling.
I feel...

You know, I feel...

I feel...

(BREATHING)

(SQUEAKING)

(GUINEA PIGS SQUEAKING)

(SQUEAKING)

(SQUEAKING CONTINUOUSLY)

(SQUEAKING)

(INVISIBLE GUINEA PIG
WHIMPERING)

(GUINEA PIG SCRATCHING)

(WHIMPERING
AND SCRATCHING CONTINUES)

(SCRATCHING CEASES)

(SCRATCHING RESUMES)

(SCRATCHING CEASES)

(SQUEAKING)

(GUINEA PIG SQUEAKING LOUDLY)

(SCRATCHING)

(SQUEAKING RAPIDLY)

(SQUEAKING CEASES)

(DOG BARKING)

(WHIMPERING AND BARKING)

(DOG CONTINUES BARKING)

Hello there!

(CUPS RATTLING)

(GASPING)

Jumpin' Jehoshaphat!

(CUPS RATTLING)

What do you want?

I was wondering whether a bite
to eat wouldn't be welcome, sir?

Thank you.

(SHUDDERING)

Helen, don't look
at me like that!

It was just waking up...

- And hearing Ben's voice.
- And then seeing me.

- Oh, Geoff, nothing's changed.
- Oh, I should have let them hang me!

Darling, darling,
you mustn't say that!

Who was ever faced
with a choice like that?

To be hanged by the
neck until I was dead,

or to take life on the terms
of this fantastic: drug.

Invisibility at the price
of almost certain madness!

- Today, tomorrow...
- Darling, you must be patient.

It was fear! Nothing but
fear that decided me.

Oh, Helen,

my life isn't so valuable that I
should endanger yours and Frank's.

Oh, I am sorry, darling.

I didn't mean
to upset you.

I'm a worm to treat you like this
after all you've been through.

Here.

Now, we'll...
We'll wipe away those tears.

I'll try and act
like a normal person.

- (DOG BARKS)
MAN: Ben?

(DOG WHIMPERING)

Hello there!

TEWKSBURY: Ben!

Hey, Ben,
isn't this your dog?

Aye! Daft old fool,
I had to put him out!

Put him out?
What for?

Listen. Shut up! Keeping
the whole place awake.

You have visitors, eh?

(STUTTERS) Visitors? What would
I be doing with visitors?

Nobody visits
poor old Ben.

Then who were
the dog keeping awake?

(EXCLAIMS)
The neighbors.

(CHUCKLES)
Are you soft, man?

Why, there isn't a neighbor
closer than Higginbottoms.

More than a couple
of miles from here.

(BARKING)

Look at him barking and barking
like a mucky old fool!

(BARKING LOUDLY)

Who's inside?

Isn't nobody here and
nobody hasn't been here.

Who's in the upstairs
room then?

Neither nobody
nor nothing!

Here, be off, you. I don't want
any nosy coppers around my house.

All right, Ben.

Hey, I pay
my rates regular.

Here, here,
you can't go in there!

- (FOOTSTEPS APPROACHING)
- (BEN AND TEWKSBURY CHATTERING)

- What are we gonna do?
- Don't be afraid, darling.

I can leave
any moment I like.

- It's my house!
- What's the matter with you?

Come along now.

I doesn't need you
to search the whole house.

I wants to search
that room upstairs.

I want a warrant before
you can search my house.

And I don't need no warrant for that.
Get out of my way!

BEN: I want
a warrant from you!

(INDISTINCT CHATTERING)

(GASPS)

I couldn't stop him.
It isn't my fault.

"Neither nothing
nor nobody," eh?

What's going on
in here?

GEOFFREY: You know that you're
intruding in a private house?

- Yes, sir, but...
- Then leave quickly,

or you'll find
yourself in trouble!

Come on, you
silly old fool!

I'd better go now, darling.
You'll have to be brave.

- I'm trying to.
- Better turn around.

This may not be
very pleasant.

Sorry.

You mucky old fool! You doesn't
know what you're doing!

- Oh, I doesn't, eh?
- (BELL WINDING)

Geoff, where
shall I see you?

Where will you go?

I'll meet you at the manor
after I've seen Frank.

- Take care of yourself, darling.
- I will.

It's bright and warm
outside, thank goodness.

I'll be all right.

Helen!
Helen, darling!

His face is all
wrapped up like,

and he won't
give me his name.

Will I arrest him?

We found him. He's at the gamekeeper's
house. A chap named Jenkins.

Don't do anything foolish.

And understand he must not get away.
And listen carefully now,

under no circumstances allow
him to take off his clothes.

Take off his clothes?

He won't do that, sir.

There's a lady with him.

Do as I tell you!

I'll be over right away.

"Don't let him take off
his clothes." Is he daft?

- Take off his clothes.
- Hey, you can't go upstairs!

TEWKSBURY: It's no good, Ben. I have me duty to do.
BEN: Get out of my house!

- Assaulting the law, are you?
BEN: What do you know about assaulting...

TEWKSBURY: You have no business...
- Here, come here.

- (FOOTSTEPS APPROACHING)
- (INDISTINCT CHATTER)

What are you doing?

- It's none of your problems. Come here.
- You have no business...

Let me alone!

It's the law!
And I have to uphold it!

BEN: That's what
I call bodily assault!

He took off his clothes!

No wonder she fainted.

(INDISTINCT CHATTERING)

So you just let the lady
walk out and ride away, eh?

I had nothing to hold
Miss Manson on, sir.

I had no instructions
about her.

And her looking
so ill, sir.

Tewksbury, you're
a credit to the force.

You used brains.

Watch her, but don't scare her too much.
That's our game.

We can't expect to catch the
quarry if we shut up the bait.

Aye, sir.
Thank you, sir.

MAN: Here we are, sir.

Here. You can check
with the prison records.

SAMPSON: They match.
- Yes?

Well, that clears up any doubt
as to his identity, anyway.

RICHARD: Helen.

Helen!

Thank goodness that
you're safe and sound.

I've lain awake all night
worrying about you.

I'm sorry, Richard.

I should have thought.

You're so pale
and exhausted.

You must consider
yourself, Helen.

Where have you been?

- I'm quite all right.
- Helen...

You don't know what it means
to me just to see you.

When you're away, I...

You look tired.
Go upstairs and rest.

I'll see you later
in the study.

(KNOCK AT DOOR)

Who is it?

Who is it?

- Well?
- I don't know.

I was sure
I heard a knock too.

(PHONE RINGING)

Hello, Radcliffe
Accident Home.

No, I'm sorry.
Mr. Champion was removed

to the county hospital
this morning.

I must have
been mistaken.

Geoff.

GEOFFREY: Headline news, eh?
- Of course.

GEOFFREY: They don't know that I...
- Ah, but they do.

The police got out
the file on my brother

and twigged the whole
thing in two minutes.

An inspector was here
to tell me all about it.

Charming fellow.

- Why didn't they arrest you?
- How could they?

First they have to prove
there is an invisible man,

then that you're it,

and finally, that
I'm one of the, uh, gang.

GEOFFREY: Well, that sounds enough
to keep them busy for a while.

- How are you getting on?
- Splendidly.

But I need a little bit of
your blood, old boy.

Gladly, if you can find it.

- Here, sit down here.
- Thanks.

Now, we get some alcohol.

See if we can find your vein

without putting a
tourniquet on your arm.

This feels like it.

- It's gonna hurt.
- (GEOFFREY WINCES)

- Frank.
- What is it?

How long do you think I
have before I go mad?

Mmm.

Two days, two weeks...
Who knows?

Do you think you'll
find the antidote before I...

FRANK: Oh, I'll find it,
all right. Don't you worry.

Good.

(GEOFFREY GRUNTS)

Here it is, I hope.

Now we'll put
some color in this.

By Jove! That's
what I call neat.

- Comes of practicing on guinea pigs.
- (KNOCK AT DOOR)

WILLIE: Dr. Griffin!
- Come back later.

But it's important.

About the men working
where Champion was injured.

GEOFFREY: (WHISPERS)
Let him in.

One moment.

Oh, so he
wouldn't see me.

(HICCUPS)

I was thinking it would be nice
if we could have a little talk.

That's a matter of opinion.

You've been interfering
again in the pit, I hears,

telling the men not to work
in Number Three tunnel.

(HICCUPS)

(CHUCKLES SOFTLY)
Glorified as usual, eh?

I'm doing my duty,
Dr. Griffin.

And if you'd do yours and not
meddle where you're not wanted,

happen Radcliffe pit
would get along better.

Listen, Mr. Spears.

My duty is
the men's health.

Any child would know
that tunnel was unsafe.

Why, it's a sheer miracle
that Champion got off

with a pair of crushed legs
in the fall yesterday.

Happen so, Dr. Griffin.

But Mr. Cobb gives
the orders in Radcliffe pit

and I get them
carried out.

Happen also, Mr. Cobb says
we don't need no laboratory.

Nor no doctor neither.

We're going to give you
a nice little holiday.

"We"? You can tell
Mr. Cobb I'm not leaving.

I take orders
from Sir Geoffrey Radcliffe.

"Sir Geoffrey."

(LAUGHS) Eh!

They'll shoot him
down like a mad tyke.

I'll thank you to get out.

Mr. Cobb's the heir
and the owner.

He'll have you out of
here pretty quick.

As long as
Sir Geoffrey's alive,

Mr. Cobb knows he has
nothing whatever to say.

Now get out of here before
I bash your ugly head in!

You'll pay for this,
Dr. High-and-mighty.

Mr. Cobb will chuck you out.
See if he don't.

GEOFFREY: What's
come over this place?

An imbecile like Spears talking
to you in that manner.

(SCOFFS)
A night watchman.

He never even
did that job well.

Cobb made him
superintendent.

His idea
of superintending

is to ignore every one of the
safety rules that you laid down.

GEOFFREY:
I don't understand it.

A man of that type.

Why on earth should Cobb...

(GEOFFREY LAUGHING)

You know, Frank,

it's surprising how invisibility
heightens one's sense of smell.

Goodbye.

Where are you going?

I think I smell something
dead up a creek.

Whole place going to the
dogs, that's what. (GRUNTS)

(ENGINE STARTS)

(HORN HONKS)

Hey!

Old crock. Eh.

(HICCUPS)

(THUDS)

- (CAR HOOD CREAKS)
- (WINCING IN PAIN)

GEOFFREY: You can't repair it, Mr.
Spears.

I had but one
glass of whiskey.

Only one?

Well, two.

(GASPS)

Satan!

(PANICKING)

(CHOKING)

(PANTING)

GEOFFREY: You can't escape
either, Mr. Spears.

- Where are you?
- Here I am, Mr. Spears.

Not over
there. Here.

(GEOFFREY LAUGHING)

Show yourself, you coward,
and I'll fight you!

(GEOFFREY CONTINUES LAUGHING)

(GASPS)

(YELLING) Help! Help!

GEOFFREY: Faster,
Mr. Spears, faster!

Help!

GEOFFREY: Why don't you
fly, Mr. Spears?

(PANTING AND COUGHING)

GEOFFREY: I told you there was
no escape, didn't I, Mr. Spears?

Where are you?

- Where are you?
- Here beside you.

- But... But I can't see you!
- Of course you can't.

GEOFFREY: I'm a ghost.
- (GASPS)

Ghost!

(GEOFFREY SNEEZES)

Can a ghost sneeze?

It's cold in the other
world, so cold!

Lend me that handkerchief
of yours, Mr. Spears.

(GASPS)

(SNORTS)

(SNIFFS)

(GASPS)

Who are you, ghost?

What do you want of me?

They were going
to hang me, Mr. Spears.

- Remember me? Geoffrey Radcliffe.
- (GASPS)

But I escaped the noose. I ran
blindly out into the mist.

I didn't know the marshes were there.
I stumbled and fell.

It pulled me down.
Inch by inch, down.

It was a horrible
death, Mr. Spears.

I can't find peace
in the other world.

WILLIE; No!

(GRUNTING)

(GASPS)

(EXHALES)

Here, I must have
had a nightmare.

I've been
imagining things.

GEOFFREY: It isn't a very comfortable
feeling, is it, Mr. Spears?

(CHOKING) Have pity,
Sir Geoffrey! Have pity!

GEOFFREY: Did you have
any pity on me?

Had you one
thought for me,

lying day after day
in that prison of despair?

- No...
- Feeling the rope around my throat,

choking the very
breath of life out of me?

What was it
to you? Nothing!

You were promoted.

- You were made superintendent.
- (CRYING)

There's an account to be
settled, Mr. Spears.

I'll tell everything!
I'll tell everything!

Mr. Cobb made me lie!

He were in the shaft when
Sir Michael were killed.

I saw you come out, sir, and I
heard Sir Michael call after you.

Then, after you'd come out,
Mr. Cobb come out.

I couldn't help
meself, sir.

Mr. Cobb told me he'd
kill me if I told on him.

Sir Geoffrey, you've always
been such a kind man and all.

Have mercy on
a poor, ignorant man.

(SOBBING)

Sir Geoffrey!

Sir Geoffrey!

Where are you?
(SHUDDERING)

Where are you?

(WHIMPERING)

(PANTING)

(COUGHING)

(SNIFFLES)

(DOOR THUDDING)

(WILLIE GRUNTS)

(SIGHS)

There!

GEOFFREY: That's exactly
what I've been looking for.

No, no, no, no!
(GRUNTS)

(OBJECT CLATTERS)

GEOFFREY: Sorry your little trip will
have to be postponed, Mr. Spears.

But don't worry, I'm going to
make you quite comfortable.

And after I've got you
all tucked up for the night,

I've got an appointment to keep

with a certain gentleman
named Richard Cobb.

I must say, I wouldn't have given
Richard credit for so much ingenuity.

Helen.

I'm so glad
you've come.

You know, you
really are amazing.

It's hard to believe
you've had so little rest.

Thank you, Richard.

Now come and sit down
and tell me all about it.

- How's Geoffrey?
- Geoffrey?

I don't know.

I'm sorry, I...

I assumed
you'd be with him.

Lucky I got back
before the rain started.

Helen, I want you
to trust me.

Without our help,
he hasn't the chance.

The police are
sure to find him.

We'll get him to the
continent or to America.

You must tell me where
he is for his sake.

All right, Richard.

I'll start from
the beginning.

GEOFFREY: I'll start from the
beginning if you don't mind, Helen.

- Geoffrey!
- Yes, Richard,

I've come
for a little chat.

Geoffrey,
where are you?

You're amongst friends,
there's no danger.

GEOFFREY: Friends like you
are a great comfort.

Where are you,
Geoffrey? Show yourself.

GEOFFREY: I'd have a little
difficulty doing that just now.

- Where are you hiding?
- (SLAPS)

GEOFFREY: Perhaps that will show
you where your friend is hiding.

Sit down.

Now, Richard, start to write.

(STAMMERS)

- Write what?
- A confession, of course.

RICHARD: I... I don't know
what you're talking about.

GEOFFREY: No? Well, then,
I'll help revive your memory.

You recall my brother,
Michael, no doubt?

Yes.

And surely you
remember killing him?

- It isn't true!
- Geoffrey, he didn't kill Michael.

(GEOFFREY SCOFFS) Didn't he? That shows
how little you know dear old Richard.

It was his charming way
of getting rid of both of us.

Killing Michael, implicating me.

(GRUNTS)

(GRUNTS)

HELEN: No,
don't shoot! No!

(SCREAMING)
No! Don't!

No, don't!

Oh, Mr. Cobb!

I'm Inspector Sampson.
Can I be of any help?

- I don't understand.
- Well, he's here, is he?

Geoffrey, he's invisible.

Why can't I see him?

Smoke a cigar, Mr. Cobb,
and perhaps you will.

Is everyone mad?

You must catch him, Inspector.
He wants to kill me.

Mmm? What makes you think he'd
want to do that, Mr. Cobb?

Because he's mad,
completely out of his mind!

I must get away.

Your safety means as much to us
as it does to you, Mr. Cobb.

I think you'd be
wise to stay.

In fact, I'm sure
you'd better stay!

(WHISTLING)

Out! Out!

You take five men with nets and
smoke cylinders to the upper floor.

You take five men
to the servants' quarters.

POLICEMAN: Very good, sir.

You watch the front door.

You see that all doors and windows
are covered from the outside.

The rest, follow me.

Now, Mr. Cobb, I'd be
very happy to provide you

with a cordon of police
to ensure your safety.

Just a moment.

Now, Mr. Cobb,
if you'll just sit down.

Thank you.

You, the door.
Close it, stay there.

You, the window.
You, the back door.

The rest of you,
around him, close.

Guard this man carefully.
He's extremely valuable.

I appreciate your good
intentions, Inspector.

But I'd rather have an
escort to take me to London.

You're perfectly safe here, Mr.
Cobb, I can assure you.

What assurance can you give me while
I'm in the same house with him?

Mr. Cobb, please.
Calm down, calm down.

Inspector, you must help me.
I can't stay here.

Take me into
protective custody.

- Take me to prison.
- Plenty of time, Mr. Cobb.

Plenty of time.

Orders to shoot
on sight.

I thought he said
the bloke was invisible.

(GUNSHOT)

You missed him!

How did you know I did?
You watch the door.

I know.

We nearly got him, sir.

As soon as he steps out in
the rain, you can spot him.

- Where is he now?
- We've chased him back in the house, sir.

Good, keep at it.

We've got him
bottled up now.

(SMOKE CYLINDER HISSING)

Beg your pardon, miss.
Get to work, men.

You have
no right here.

Sorry, we
have our orders.

You've got to get
out of here, miss.

(COUGHING)

Will you please
leave me alone?

- I'll never leave you alone, darling.
- Geoffrey.

I can get out of here,
if you'll lend me a hand.

Just faint,
will you please, darling?

Faint?

Nothing in the servants'
rooms, sir.

You fellows stay here
till they finish upstairs.

When they come down, we'll do the
ground floor and the cellar.

- I know he's down here somewhere.
- (INDISTINCT SHOUTING)

SAMPSON: What's the matter with the blasted thing?
- It's the safety valve!

(INDISTINCT SHOUTING)

The safety valve!

GEOFFREY: Make way,
you men, we need air.

Come! Get
her out. Quick!

She needs air.

Stop that!
Get out of the way.

Bill! Harry!
Come quick!

We've got him.
Upstairs, quick!

That's it.

Stay on. Come on,
put your shoulders in it.

(CLAMORING)

(MAN GRUNTING)

It isn't him, sir.

(CHUCKLES)
A profound observation.

- Evening, Briggs.
- Evening, sir.

- Everything quiet?
- Quiet as the grave.

- Rain stopped.
- About time, too.

Not so lovely for you
if our friend drops in.

I'm ready for him.

Fat lot of good that'll be against
something that isn't there.

I don't hold
with no spiritualism.

This isn't spiritualism.

This spook's alive.

(WHISPERING) How can he be
alive if he isn't there?

You'll know soon enough when
he suddenly leaps on your back

and starts
sucking your blood.

Get off.

See you later, I hope.

(RUSTLING)

Briggs! Briggs!

- What's the matter?
- Something moved!

Did it?

- Who's up there?
- (RATTLING)

Come down now
or you'll cop it.

See you later, I hope.

(RUSTLING)

(THUDS)

(GEOFFREY HUMMING)

(PHONE RINGING)

Answer it, Helen.

Hello? Geoff.

Sorry, Helen, I couldn't come to the lab.
I'm at Frank's house.

(LAUGHS) Of course
the place is guarded,

but little things like that
don't stop me any longer.

Tell Frank this house
of his is chilly.

I'm going to get into
his best suit of clothes.

Just a minute.

He's at your house.
He wants some of your clothes.

- Tell him to go ahead.
- Help yourself, dear.

I will.

You and Frank come over here.
We're going to celebrate!

Celebrate? Well,
yes, we'll be over soon.

"Celebrate"!

(OBJECT CLATTERS)

What on earth does
he want to celebrate?

That he must go mad?

That his friend, the great scientist
Frank Griffin, has utterly failed him?

- Frank!
- Oh, Helen, I never should have done it.

Imagine me thinking I could solve
this riddle in a few days.

- I'd need a lifetime.
- Frank...

What an utter
fool I've been!

Frank, you're exhausted.
You mustn't lose hope.

The harder I work, the more
endless the job looks.

How can I
possibly succeed?

My brother was the foremost
chemical engineer in the country,

and all he ever succeeded
in finding was madness.

- But, Frank...
- How can I face Geoff with nothing?

Whatever happens, you
mustn't let him know that.

I've let
you both down.

(GEOFFREY LAUGHS)

You should have seen them
searching for me, Frank.

Smoke bombs and gas
masks and the fishnets.

They must have thought
I was a herring. (LAUGHS)

And I marched straight
through them with Helen,

took her politely
out to the car.

Softly, old boy.

Don't forget the wolves
are prowling outside.

Yes. You know, Frank, I'm beginning
to get a new perspective

on this crawling little
animal known as man.

Why, a dog or a cat or a bird
is cleverer than any human.

They sense me
immediately. (CHUCKLES)

But these shrewd
detectives of yours...

Take away one of man's senses
and you render him helpless.

Geoff, you don't really think
Richard could have killed...

GEOFFREY: "Could have"?
He did.

I have proof of it.

(LAUGHS) Dear old
Inspector Sampson.

He's turned out
to be my best assistant.

He's keeping Richard
prisoner for me...

Until I'm ready for him.

And Richard's boyfriend, Spears, is
anxiously awaiting me at his home.

Does Sampson know that Cobb and
Spears are mixed up together in this?

- No, not yet.
- Then why not produce the evidence?

Give Sampson the information,
and you'll be free.

Free?

I am free! I've never been
more free in my life.

You know, being invisible
has distinct advantages.

It gives one a sense of
power that's exciting.

Power for good,
if you are so inclined.

Or, should you feel
perverse, for evil.

You hold the balance and decide
which way life shall go.

No one can stop you.
No one can touch you.

You don't need any infantile little
Sampsons to carry out your will.

You're much greater
than any of them.

Rather a magnificent idea
to play with, isn't it?

More wine, Frank.

I'll get it.

(CLATTERS)

- Sorry.
- (LAUGHS) Just what we needed.

Seven days'
good luck.

HELEN: Geoff, you can’t mean that
about having power for good or evil.

GEOFFREY: Of course I can. Just think
what I could do for my country.

Or, let's say, with my country.
Control it!

Other nations would
tremble before us

as this nation will
tremble before me.

Don't you see what my
power does for me?

I could sit in on the councils
of kings and dictators.

It makes me king!

It makes me nemesis.

Geoffrey, do you remember
a promise I made you?

What promise?

To restrain you if the effects of
the duocaine disturbed your mind?

Are you, by any chance,
trying to be amusing?

No. It just occurred
to me that...

You're not mistaking my good
spirits for madness, I hope.

I just wondered
if you remembered.

You needn't worry
about my memory.

Geoff's right.

No worrying this evening.

A toast! To the quick conviction
of the ambitious Mr. Cobb.

What's the matter with you?

(GEOFFREY SHOUTS) Why are you
looking at me like that?

FRANK: Please,
Geoff, take it easy.

You know they're
watching the house.

If they hear you, they'll
break up our little party.

You aren't afraid
for me, are you?

- Well, I...
- No, you aren't.

You know they can't get me.

You're afraid for yourself.

Afraid of what they
might do to you!

Geoff, don't talk like that.

Oh, my dear
friend, Dr. Griffin.

Has it ever occurred to you
that friendship, at best,

is a rather doubtful asset?

I don't want friends.

I shall have worshippers
and followers,

people who will obey me because
they recognize my greatness.

Those who are loyal will be
rewarded, and the others destroyed.

Hail, invincible leader.

We follow you.

Let's drink to the coming golden
age which you will provide.

I don't think I care
to drink with you.

Somehow I don't feel very
comfortable with you any longer.

HELEN: Geoffrey.

Don't worry.
I'll be back.

(LAUGHING)

(GEOFFREY CONTINUES LAUGHING)

Frank, is...

Helen, you mustn't
lose your head now.

You mean he...

I never thought the duocaine
would work so fast.

- He's mad.
- No, Frank, no!

I was hoping he'd take that drink.
It's drugged.

- Why?
- I can't control him by force.

What are we
going to do?

When he comes back, we'll
have to play up to him.

Get him to take the drink.

(GEOFFREY HUMMING LOUDLY)

(LAUGHS)

Don't stand there cowering.

Sit down and finish
your supper.

(LAUGHING)

I feel better this way.

In a second, I'm safe.

And not only
from the police.

(GEOFFREY LAUGHS MANICALLY)

I can roar my head
off if I want to!

Let's drink
to the golden age.

Well, drink.
Drink to me!

Drink to my
invincible power,

to a new era,

to a changed world with
me as its guiding genius.

(LAUGHS)

Well, why don't you smile?

GEOFFREY:
That's better.

(GEOFFREY LAUGHS)

Now, I'm sorry to leave your
two smiling, happy faces,

but I have business
to attend to.

Richard expects me.

(LAUGHING)

I hate disappointing friends.

(CLATTERING)

Oh, Frank!

Don't worry. The effect of the
drink won't take long to wear off.

No, he'll be violent
when he comes to.

I was prepared for it.
I'll take him into the study.

Open the door.

Please don't come in, Helen.
Stay where you are.

(CAR APPROACHING)

(CAR IDLING OUTSIDE)

Four cylinders, and only missing
on three, eh, Inspector?

(LAUGHS)

(DOOR OPENS)

Is he all right, Frank?

There's only one thing to do, Helen.
Get Sampson.

Give him up?
We can't.

But if Geoff has proof
that Cobb is the murderer,

- and he has Spears as a witness...
- But how do we know he has'?

It may just be
his imagination.

Oh, I don't know.

(GEOFFREY GROANING)

- Frank?
- Better let me.

(GROANS)

I'm sorry, Geoff,
but it was necessary.

I was just
keeping my promise.

That's all right.

I suppose I drank too much.

With all the excitement,
well, I passed out, didn't I?

Yes.

Sorry I can't remove those.

I feel much better
with them on.

Safer.

- I'm glad you did it.
- Listen to me, Geoff.

You've got to tell me what
proof you have against Cobb.

Then we can put Sampson
to work on it,

and that'll leave us free to give
all our time to the antidote.

Yes, of course.

That's the right idea.

I say, Frank, the wine
left me awfully dry.

Do you suppose I could
have some water?

Of course.
I'll get it.

(DOOR OPENS)

(DOOR CLOSES)

Is he better, Frank?

Much. It was only
a temporary attack.

He's quite normal
again now.

Here you are.

Geoff! Don't!

Geoff! Geoff!

Don't!

HELEN: Geoff!

Geoff!

Hello?

Open up!
Open this door!

We're police officers!
Get in that window!

(WINDOW SHATTERING)

What happened?

In there.

Dr. Griffin!

GEOFFREY: Good
morning, Richard.

- Geoffrey!
- Don't raise your voice, Richard.

(WHISPERING)
And don't touch that bell rope,

or I might have to wind
it around your neck.

No one can help you
now except yourself.

(WHISPERING) I'm not
afraid of you, Geoffrey.

Aren't you?

It's only that
I can't see you.

I'm not a coward.

You would be afraid of me
if you couldn't see me.

On the contrary,
it would be a pleasure,

and one that I
hope soon to enjoy.

Get up.

Get up!

We're going out,
you and I,

for a breath
of fresh air.

Turn around.

Put up your arms.

Now, put them down.

So. Now walk quite naturally
as if no one was with you.

Be charming and clever when you speak
to the guards, and be careful, Richard.

I may press the trigger
in my excitement.

Open the door.

I'm sorry, sir,
but you can't leave.

But please, I... I...

(SLAPS)

GEOFFREY: I told
you to act cleverly.

Surely, you can still lie.

I recall your being an expert.

(FOOTSTEPS APPROACHING)

Good morning, Mr. Cobb.

(CLEARS THROAT)

Good morning.

Have you been took ill?

I'm not feeling
very well.

I'm just going out
for some fresh air.

I'm sorry, sir.

Bill up there had no right
letting you through.

Inspector's orders.

I'm not a prisoner.

I'm under
protective custody.

Suppose this invisible
chap is hiding about.

Aren't you
afraid of that?

Why, of course not.

No more am I, sir.

Between you and me, sir,

I'll have to see him before
I'll believe he's invisible.

Just to keep the record straight, sir,
I'll have Bill phone the inspector.

Bill!

Bill!

He's in the kitchen again
with his head in the icebox.

You wait here
a minute, sir.

I'll phone the inspector myself.

(CAR APPROACHING)

GEOFFREY: Here we are.

Recognize the place?

(GEOFFREY LAUGHS)

- Geoffrey...
- (WHISPERS) Quiet!

Good morning, Mr. Cobb.

Good morning.

Good morning to you.

GEOFFREY: Get out.

- Geoffrey, give me a chance to explain...
- I intend to immediately. Out!

Move along now.

You'll find the key
under the mat.

Unlock the door.

GEOFFREY: Light that candle.

(STRIKES A MATCH)

(INDISTINCT MUMBLING)

GEOFFREY: Yes, Richard,
it's your friend, Spears.

(MUMBLING)

Move over to him.

I want you to take
a good look at him.

Go on! Move!

Now, take the gag
out of your friend's mouth.

I'm sure he wants
to talk to you.

Do as I tell you!

Go on! Go on!

(SPITS)

(GASPS)

(RASPY VOICE) Please, Sir
Geoffrey, let me down.

GEOFFREY: My dear, Mr. Spears, surely
you can't be so exhausted already,

with the rope around your
neck only a few hours.

The pair of you had it
around mine for months!

All right, Spears,
out with it!

I said it once, and I'll say it again.
I saw Cobb do it.

Hit Sir Michael over
the head with a wrench

and shove him down
the shaft.

He promised me money and a good
position if I kept my mouth shut.

- Don't kid!
- I'm innocent!

(WILLIE STRUGGLING)

(RICHARD GRUNTS)

Where is your power now?

Now I'm as invisible
as you are!

(RICHARD LAUGHS)

I'll show you
where my power is!

Take that!

(OBJECTS CLATTERING)

(RICHARD LAUGHING)

- I'll get you!
- (MAN GROANS)

- What's happening?
- He's breaking the place up again.

- Who's he fighting?
- Pink elephants, as usual.

He's a proper menace,
that Willie is!

May the best
elephant win, eh?

Come on, Tommy,
let's see what's up.

RICHARD: Now
I've got you, you swine!

I'll choke the life out of you!

(OBJECTS CLATTERING)

(MAN SCREAMS)

(LOUD CLATTERING)

- (MAN GRUNTS)
- (RICHARD LAUGHS)

There! (SHRIEKS)

(GRUNTS)

Mr. Cobb! Mr. Cobb!

Mr. Cobb!

(INDISTINCT SHOUTING)

What's he running from?

(CLAMORING)

(WHISTLING)

What's he running for?

Stop him!

(INDISTINCT SHOUTING)

(CLAMORING)

(GUNSHOTS FIRING)

(GEOFFREY LAUGHING)

(CHOKING)

GEOFFREY: (LAUGHING)
Now I've got you!

There he is!
There he is!

(GEOFFREY LAUGHS)

Now I have you, Richard!

(CLAMORING)

I'm going to force
the truth out of you, too!

No one can
help you now.

(RICHARD YELLING)

Halt that escalator!

- Stop it!
- GEOFFREY: Tell them you killed my brother.

Tell them
you murdered Michael.

Tell them or I'll...

Don't shoot!

(GUNSHOT FIRES)

Michael.

(PEOPLE SHOUTING)

(SCREAMING)

Geoff!

Geoff!

(CLAMORING)

Geoff, where are you?

SAMPSON: Look lower
in the pile.

Search with your hands,
not your eyes!

MAN: Mr. Sampson!
- What is it?

We can't find him
up here, sir!

Keep on searching!

He must be about
here somewhere.

Miss Manson. Mr. Cobb
is asking to see you.

I don't want
to see him.

Geoffrey!

But Dr. Griffin says
he's hurt very bad, miss.

(INDISTINCT CHATTERING)

(GEOFFREY GRUNTING SOFTLY)

RICHARD: (WEAKLY)
Helen...

I killed...

Michael.

GEOFFREY: Do you mind if I
borrow your clothes, old man?

It's cold.
I'm a bit shaky.

You don't mind, do you?

Thanks.

Nice suit of clothes
you've got there.

You know, I really
shouldn't do this.

I really shouldn't.

They'll be able
to catch me now.

Slender waist you've got.

Not a bad fit, my friend.

You wouldn't refuse me
now, old man?

Thanks.

You know, they've hunted me
all over the country.

They shot me, too.

I'm a murderer.

Don't be scared,
old crow, I...

I only want your clothes.

(GROANS)

Yes, that's right.

I'll have to have
your hat, too.

I'm really freezing.

Thanks for your help.

Why don't you find him?

When you thought
he was a murderer,

you tried every way you knew
to trap him and to kill him.

But now that you
know he's innocent,

probably dying somewhere,
alone and deserted,

you've lost all interest,
haven't you?

Why don't you use your
cleverness now to save him?

I've got all my
men out, Miss Manson.

- You know what we're up against.
- (WOMAN SCREAMS)

MAN: What is that?

What is that?

(PEOPLE SCREAMING
AND CLAMORING)

You can't see his head!

(INDISTINCT CHATTERING)

It's Geoffrey.

(EXCITED CHATTERING)

His pulse is almost gone.

There must have been
a tremendous loss of blood.

I believe he'd stand a chance if he
could have an immediate transfusion.

I'm ready.

Shall I prepare
Miss Manson for a test?

Yes, but we need
more than she can supply.

MAN 1: How is he? How is he?
MAN 2: How is he, Doctor?

- Please, please!
- (INDISTINCT CHATTER)

Sir Geoffrey has to have a blood
transfusion to save his life.

FRANK: Who'll volunteer?
WORKERS: I will!

Just come in quietly.
I'll have to make some tests.

(INDISTINCT CHATTER)

Transfusion successful, Doctor?

Well, complicated.

How is he?

He'll die.

No.

Internal bleeding.

If only I could operate! But how
can I when I can't see him?

Sampson,

I'd like to try
this antidote.

There's a very small
chance that it'll work

and a far greater one
that it'll kill him.

But if I don't try it,
he has no chance whatever.

Prepare a hypodermic
please, nurse.

HELEN: Frank! Frank!

The new blood itself
was the antidote.

Helen.

Geoffrey.

Helen, darling.