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Peter. You can't go on working like this. You must get some rest.

If I only knew the answer to my problem, I'd get rest soon enough.

You won't find your way back to visibility by working night after night.

You'll just tire yourself out.

You're right.

I'll carry on tomorrow at the lab.

You do just that.

Yeah.

Uncle Peter, I'm teaching Poochie how to sit up and beg. She's terribly smart.

She takes after you, dear.

Try and be home early tonight, Pete.

Why, Dee, anything special?

No, but we see so little of you nowadays.

Dee, have you seen my briefcase? I'm sure I left it here on the desk last

night. Are you sure?

Of course I'm sure.

You were very tired last night. I don't think you could have been sure of

anything. Are you suggesting that I arose in my stupor?

Took my briefcase out of the garden and buried it behind the nasturtiums. Is

that it? But there aren't any nasturtiums in our garden.

Now, where is that briefcase?

Well, if you put it there last night, it would be there now.

I don't suppose it occurred to you that somebody may have moved it?

Well, I didn't.

Sally? Oh, no, Mummy, I wouldn't. I didn't break the window either.

What was that?

I'll tell her if I did.

Sally, what are you talking about?

I can't see any panes that are broken.

Not the glass, Mummy.

I mean here.

The wooden parts say it's all torn.

This window's been forced.

Who would do a thing like that?

A burglar.

A burglar? Why should a burglar take your briefcase and nothing else?

I don't know.

Was there anything of value in it?

Five weeks of hard work, that's all.

If I can't find that briefcase again, it might even mean that I can't find my way

back to visibility again. Not for a long time, anyway.

You mean you'll have to start all over again?

Looks like it.

Well, I'd better ring the police and let them know what's happened.

Well, we looked all over the arson grounds, sir. No question that window

was forced with a jimmy.

Anything else? What did you find?

I found a piece of your garden hedge had been trampled.

Burglar might have used that as a place of consumer while waiting to make his

move.

Anything else?

Well, no, sir, not even a decent footprint.

Then the chance of my ever getting my notes back seems rather slight, doesn't

it? Frankly, sir, hardly any chance at all.

But we'll do all we can.

I know you will. Thank you very much, Inspector.

Goodbye.

I'd like to speak to Dr. Brady, please.

Dr. Brady?

I'm sorry to call you at this late hour. I hope I haven't roused you out of bed.

Not at all.

My name is Curry.

Lucian Curry.

Curry? I don't recall the name.

No, no, no, you don't know me, but if you'll just give me a moment to explain.

Certainly. Thank you, sir.

It seems, sir, through some curious circumstance, I've just come into

possession of something belonging to you.

A briefcase.

My briefcase?

Yes.

five minutes ago in my garden. It's full of papers with some sort of mathematical

notation on them.

Well, on the inside flap, there's an identity disc with your name and address

on it.

I felt obliged to get in touch with you at once.

I wonder if you'd mind if I came along and got it from you straight away.

No, no, no, no. I see no reason at all why you shouldn't come over directly.

I'm not imposing.

No imposition, sir, I assure you.

I intend to be up most of the night anyway.

Peter, what is it?

Somebody's found my briefcase. Oh, isn't that wonderful?

The old house, standing by itself. Yes, I think I can find it, all right.

It should take me about ten minutes to get there.

I can't thank you enough.

Well, how's that for luck?

I never thought I'd see it again.

I'll just slip my coat on, and then I can drive you over there.

No, I'd better go myself.

Nobody will see me this time of night. I won't be long.

Mr. Curry?

Oh, yes, sir. He's waiting for you in the lounge.

Will you come in, sir?

Thank you.

Will you step this way, sir?

Dr.

Brady, sir.

Dr. Brady, the famous invisible man, and under my roof.

You certainly didn't waste time getting here. Please sit down, sir.

Thank you, but I should be getting back.

No, no, no. Stay for a while. Have some coffee. It's on its way.

After all, we do have a mystery to clear up, don't we?

Mystery? And what is this mystery?

How your briefcase happened to be found in my garden.

Oh, that's easily explained.

Oh?

Apparently, the burglar who stole it from my home last night realized it was

worthless to him and got rid of it by tossing it over the first handy wall.

Sounds logical.

But, uh, aren't you...

Overlooking something?

What? The fact that your briefcase was the only object in the house your night

visitor seemed to want. He deliberately went after it.

How do you know that?

Oh, that's very simple.

I sent Collins round to steal it.

Didn't I, Collins?

You did, sir.

What are you saying?

That I didn't find it in my garden, after all.

You see, Brady...

I needed it for bait.

How else could I have induced you to come here?

And now that I am here?

We're going to have a little talk, you and I.

Providing you can induce me to stay, you mean. Oh, that's all been arranged. Now

let me tell you.

I think you'd better try telling it to the police instead.

All right, Juno, on guard.

Don't move, Dr. Brady.

Let go, you brute. Not a muscle.

Juno has been trained to go for the throat and she's lightning fast.

I might not be able to stop her in time.

All right, call her off. All right, Juno, stay.

I do hope we've convinced you and my dog and I how desperately we crave your

company.

And our son.

If you'll kindly return to your chair.

I find your hospitality practically overwhelming.

And now for our little talk.

But first there's something I must, in the interest of your safety, point out

to you.

It's good to know that you worry about me. I'm fully aware, Dr. Brady, that in

a fraction of the time it takes to tell of it, you could shrug out of your coat,

cast off your bandages, and reduce yourself to total invisibility.

If you were to do this suddenly, now, you'd have a decided advantage over me,

eh? Wouldn't you?

It's comforting to know that I can leave here, minus an overcoat.

Almost any moment I choose.

Is that what you mean?

What I mean is, don't try.

You'll never make it.

You wouldn't even see me.

Neither would your dog.

Juno won't have to.

Her nose will tell her exactly where you are. It's their sense of smell and

hearing that makes them so incredibly perceptive.

Do I make myself clear?

I'm afraid so.

Juno would tear you to pieces before you were halfway to this door.

Isn't very friendly, is she?

She's an outlaw.

A killer.

A couple of months ago, the local police ordered me to destroy her as a public

menace.

I've been keeping her hidden instead.

You know, Curry, I'm beginning to get very tired of you.

And of your dog as well.

So suppose you sound some of the high notes and start telling me what it's all

about.

It's about a gold mine.

Yours? I own one half, my partner owns the other. I want to own it all.

Why don't you buy it? He won't sell and he refuses to die.

I don't understand.

Well, we have a long-standing agreement.

Whichever one of us survives the other owns the entire mine.

Do you understand?

A very interesting arrangement.

But where do I fit in?

You're the key figure.

I'm flattered.

And although I'm certain that I'll refuse to do it no matter what the

request, suppose you start to tell me anyway.

I'm not making a request, Dr. Brady.

I'm giving an order. You have no option.

You'll do it because I tell you to.

You're giving me an order? A very simple one.

My partner, his name is John Vickers, is coming to see me tonight.

You're going to kill him.

I don't know what Carrie's up to.

Why does he call me down to the country in the middle of the night to talk

business? We'll soon find out, sir.

He said it was urgent.

He wants to sell out to me.

At a fair price, he said.

I wonder what dirty scheme he's up to this time.

There's nothing to worry about, sir.

I'll keep my eye on him.

My scheme is quite original.

There'll be no weapon, no gun, or knife.

Yeah? Well, what then? Your fist.

It will strike him once.

That's all.

One swift punch, and Vickers will be down.

I think you're confusing me with a heavyweight champion.

Brady, Vickers is not a well man. He's got a heart condition.

Serious? Oh, yes, extremely.

Poor fellow.

Wouldn't it be safer to let nature do the job for you?

It's only a matter of waiting.

When I first heard that Vickers was ill, that's exactly what I said. It's just a

matter of waiting.

And why did you change your mind? I've been waiting for 15 years. I'm beginning

to believe the man will go on forever.

Unless you stop him with a punch to the heart, you mean.

Exactly.

Except that you would deliver the blow.

Why don't you do it yourself?

My dear Brady, isn't that rather obvious? I'd be seeing.

What of it?

Vickers won't tell anyone it was you. He'll be dead.

Oh, my goodness, I've forgotten to tell you about Ryan, haven't I? He'll be with

Vickers when he comes here tonight.

Who is he?

An alert, intelligent fellow, as tough as they come, with an ugly bulge beneath

his shoulder where he carries his gun.

A bodyguard? Yes, that's exactly what he is.

Vickers never goes anywhere without him, especially places where I might be.

I'm glad he's coming tonight.

He'll be an unimpeachable witness, ready to testify under oath, if necessary,

that during the time Vickers was in this room tonight, I never once went

near him.

Nobody went near him.

Poor Vickers simply collapsed and died.

What do you think?

You're sick.

And now, I believe I'll be going.

Steady. He's on guard.

On the back, you know.

Ow!

Stay, Juno.

You know, stay.

Stay.

Ready?

Are you hurt?

No.

I'm all right.

I warned you, didn't I?

You could have been killed.

Yes, I think I could have been.

Now, you'll please go back to that room, because we'll be here any moment now.

At the opportune moment, I shall give the dog the signal to stay.

Then you can move.

You leave your chair across to Vickers.

We'll be seated here and let him have it.

He died, poor soul, of a heart attack.

That'd be murder.

That's an ugly word, Brad.

Now, remember, Ryan, keep your eyes open.

This fellow will try anything.

Don't worry, sir.

Shall I take your coat, sir? No.

Good, sir. Mr. Currie's in the lounge, sir.

Well, well, well, Vickers, I'm sorry to bring you out at this time of night, but

this is important. It had better be.

Would you care for a drink? Thank you.

Not in your house.

Very well, then, I'll come right to the point. Would you be willing to...

Buy out my share of the mine.

I might.

What's the trouble?

Do you need the money?

That's none of your business.

There's a draft.

Close that window.

You spoke about a fair price.

What's your idea of a fair price?

Well, you know.

It's a remarkable dog.

Yes, why did she keep staring at that chair?

I don't know.

You better ask her.

We were talking prices.

Yes. I was asking what you wanted for your share of the mine.

A couple of million.

Two million?

Is that your idea of a fair price?

To you, yes.

And you get me down here in the middle of the night to tell me that?

Two million?

You know I'm a sick man. A very sick man.

But we don't die, do we, William?

We take very good care not to die.

Waited for 15 years.

You killed him.

That was the idea, wasn't it?

He died of a heart attack.

Are you mad?

Now that Brady's not in this, he'll give us away to the police.

No, he won't.

Juno won't let him.

Listen.

She's got him cornered. Come on.

Well done, Juno.

Come on, Brady. Open up.

Come on, Brady.

Open up or we'll force the door.

You go straight to the police.

What do we do now?

We'll get out of here and quick.

We'll take Vickers' car.

I've got friends who'll get us out of the country. Us?

I'm not going.

I didn't hit Vickers.

I can talk my way out of this, Mr. Currie.

You give me my share of the money and I'll do my best to keep the police off

your track.

All right.

Come on.

D, get the police to Curry's house right away.

I'm going back there.

My satchel.

Here.

Where's mine?

We are separating, Mr. Currie. We're not.

I'm not leaving you behind to testify against me. Get... All right, stay,

Juno.

I can't take you with me.

Get moving.

Come on.

Now then, Mr. Cunning, turn around and drive home.

Pull up.

I'm warning you. And I'm warning you, Collins. Don't try anything funny unless

you want to get killed in a nasty wreck.

Right, you Collins.

Don't be a fool. You'll kill us both.

And that's not a bad idea, Collins. The chances of our getting out of this

trouble are pretty thin, so why drag the thing out?

Now, for some real speed.

So you've switched the engine off.

Come on, let's have the ignition key.

I haven't touched it, you know that.

What's the game?

Carly, give me that ignition key.

What are you talking about? I have the key, gentlemen.

Now change places.

I'd feel much safer if Collins drove us home again.

There are one or two things to be settled.

You mean, of course, the police will be waiting?

That's right.

In spite of that, I hope we meet again someday, Brady.

That won't be for a long, long time.

Yes, you'll be all right, Mr. Vickers.

But you've got Ryan to thank.

What happened?

He saved your life by giving you artificial respiration.

I think we can get him home now, Ryan. Will you give me a hand? Certainly.

I hope you'll be well enough to appear at the investigation, Mr. Vickers.

Well enough. Of course I'm well enough.

I'll have that curry put away for a good long time.

I'm going to make it my business to outlive him, no matter how long it

takes.

There's the spillet, sir.

I'll just lock up here now.

Goodbye, sir.

Hey, what's going on?

It's all right, Inspector.

I gave you curry, which was what you wanted.

Now I've come to get what I want.

Good night.

Well,

hello. Now, what did I ever do to you? You ought to be ashamed of yourself.

Hmm. Lost your master, eh? For a long time, too.

Oh. Jump in.