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(sultry music)

(mysterious music)

- Well?

- Normal, he's alright.

- The great Matt Farrell.

Scholar, soldier of fortune, hunter.

What did that magazine call you?

The last Renaissance man.

- Just what the hell is going on?

- This is a ship.

That's the ocean out there.

We've had some clothes made for you

which you can put on as soon as I decide

it's safe to unstrap you.

- That'll be when?

- In good time.

You wouldn't stand a chance now anyway.

You wanna wait until we
get closer to the jungle.

- You're talking too much.

- No, I'm just trying to
clear the air a little.

You see, I know this man.

Not well, you understand.

Well enough to know he's gonna
try to make a break for it.

A good, hard try.

Huh Farrell?

- And you'll be ready for me.

- Sure.

I'm kind of a hunter myself.

- Jesus.

That's why you kidnapped me.

- Oh, I didn't kidnap you.

Dr. Gordon was the one.

I'm just supposed to
guard the merchandise.

- Who's Dr. Gordon?

- One of the greatest, most
dedicated scientific minds

in the world.

- Yeah.

- This will help you sleep.

(mysterious music)

- We're a bit isolated here.

There's nothing between this island

and the place where we picked you up.

- About 300 miles.

- Very close, Farrell.

I'm really gonna have to look out for you.

Angel, take Mr. Farrell up
to the bridge if he likes.

I want him to get a
good view of the beach.

(mysterious music)

(speaking foreign language)

- What is it?

- Loose fan belt.

Motor too hot, fix quick.

- Double quick.

Put in a new fan belt
as soon as we get back.

If you let it happen again

you're going to be very unhappy.

Wanna stretch your legs?

In case you're not sure,
we've been traveling due east

about eight miles.

The place we're going to
is seven miles further,

practically as the crow flies.

And from there it's about 20 miles

to the other side of the island.

- And you pack a .22.

- Oh it's mostly for close work.

I, uh, like to work neat.

(suspenseful music)

- Stop it Steinman, stop it, stop it!

- You mad?

Good.

(tense music)

(speaking foreign language)

- Okay, let's go Farrell.

(speaking foreign language)

- Hello Father.

- I'm glad to see you back safely, dear.

How is he?

- His physical condition is satisfactory.

- You go to hell.

- Quite.

Let's get down to basics, Mr. Farrell.

I know you were brought here by force.

You need not be kept here by force unless

you make it necessary.

- Come on, god damnit,
what is this circus?

- To begin with Mr. Farrell,
acrimony will not free you

from your present situation.

You are here and here you shall remain.

That is a reality.

- Alright.

What do you want from me and for how long?

- You were chosen over a
large number of candidates

on the strength of mental
and physical capabilities

suitable to my purposes.

You are to participate in
the single most important

scientific event in the
history of life on this planet.

- And I don't even get
a formal invitation.

- I can't afford the luxury, Mr. Farrell.

The world is changing
rapidly, but man isn't.

Pollution, overpopulation,
nuclear war, the ecological

consequences of what we call civilization

who have forced man to
find new environment.

To go into the seas to live.

Perhaps to leave this planet,

find others on which to settle.

We're simply not equipped.

Some of the lower species
are better adapted

to these new environments than man.

The human race cannot survive
unless it remakes itself.

Now, that's what I'm doing.

- Making a superman.

- Well, in a way.

Actually, not so much a
superman as a superbeing.

- I'm a little skeptical
about building master races.

Maybe it's the unsavory precedents.

- You have good cause to think us mad.

People are willing enough
to admire commitment

so long as it isn't serious.

Serious commitment has a
way of becoming obsession

and obsession, as every
newspaper reader knows,

is insanity.

Neva.

Show him to his room now.

- Upstairs.

- Try to get a good night sleep.

Your tests begin in the morning.

(mysterious music)

- Hello.

- Hello.

- Probably looks as funny as it feels.

They just gave it to me
this morning you see.

- You don't work here then.

- Indeed not.

My name is Pereira.

Juan Pereira.

- Matt Farrell.

Listen, what the hell's
going on around here?

- Sorry.

I'm in the dark too, completely.

I went to sleep one
night in my summer home.

Left the balcony door
open for the sea breeze.

Next thing, woke up in
a yacht, a prisoner.

You've just arrived.

- Yeah.

- A word to the wise then.

Escape is hopeless.

- Oh that's nonsense.

- Listen, I've tried it, I assure you.

It can't be done.

There's nothing one can do
but make the best of it.

Ah well.

It's not such a bad place actually.

- Man you'd make a great travel agent.

- Well have you seen--

(footsteps approaching)

Would you excuse me for a moment?

- Go ahead.

- Enjoy yourself.

- Thanks.

(dramatic music)

(guns firing)

- No, no!

Daro!

Daro, it's alright, they won't hurt you.

Come to me, Daro.

Daro!

(gun fires)

(sneaky music)

(squawking)

- You can leave the keys,

I'll give them to Dario on my way out.

- I wouldn't buy that for a minute.

Straight uphill, no
water, no game, no cover.

And three days to circle
back to the coast.

I wouldn't even bother to follow you.

- Maybe I'll just borrow a Jeep
and drive back to the yacht.

- You really don't have
any choice, Farrell.

Of course the easy way would
be to follow the stream

back there.

But you wouldn't last very long that way.

So you'd cross the stream in the forest

and make your way east.

- Sounds reasonable.

- Tonight would be a good time.

Little after midnight, maybe?

I'll only have three men on duty.

One at the gate, one at the lookout,

one behind the house.

You already know your
way around the house.

Interested?

- You could stay up late
tonight and find out.

- No no, scout's honor,
I'll give you a fair start.

Three hours, maybe?

Four.

- You're very generous.

- Deal?

- It's not that I don't trust you.

(laughing)

But...

- You'll pick your own
time and place, huh?

- If you have no objections.

- No.

None at all.

- Hello.

- Hello Mr. Farrell, how are you feeling?

- Fine.

- Good.

You're working late.

- Ah Neva, I was hoping you might drop by.

Would you go over these
figures for me please?

- Sure.

- How are the psychological
tests on Farrell coming along?

- Just fine.

- Excuse me doctor, we are
having trouble with him.

May I put him under sedation?

- Trouble with whom?
- With Manuel.

- No, no, you mean the subject.

You have trouble with the subject.

- Yes, of course doctor.

- I may refer occasionally
to a subject by name,

I need to keep them sorted out.

To you the one must be
the same as the other.

- Yes doctor.
- Just bring the subject in

and prepare him, no sedation.

- Yes yes doctor.

- Uh, about Farrell,
what have you decided?

- All our tests so far
vindicate the risk we took

to bring him here.

- You mean for the--

- Yes, his neural quality is exemplary.

- You're actually going
to use him as the primary

for the class Gs.

- Well it's now or never.

(mysterious music)

(knocking)

- It's open.

- Good evening, Mr. Farrell.

- Good evening to you.

- Dr. Gordon wants your
eyes checked immediately.

He needs the results by tomorrow morning.

- Okay.

- We can do it here.

Would you mind lying down please?

On your back.

(mysterious music)

- Where did you get your degree?

- My father taught me medicine.

We have fairly adequate
facilities here, you know.

- I don't doubt it.

You've spent most of your life here, then?

- Yes.

Now look straight up
to the ceiling please.

- Is your mother a doctor too?

- She was.

She died when I was just a baby.

- Here on the island?

- Yes, she became ill and my father...

It was a long time ago.

(gentle music)

(dramatic music)

I just couldn't sleep.

Why don't you go and get some rest?

I'll stay here.

(growling)

(exciting music)
(growling)

(animal people clamoring)

(laughing)

Manuel.

You must eat something.
- Look out!

(growling)

Get the keys!

Is this what your father's
got in mind for me?

- Murder?

I think you're talking
out of abysmal ignorance.

To speak of murder

in moral terms is
pointless self-indulgence.

The whole history of life on this planet

is nothing but a record
of wanton extermination.

Not just of individuals,
but of entire species.

The human race has always
wallowed in self-destruction

and those lunatics out
there with their bombs,

breeding like flies, and I...

I only, apparently.

I'm trying to save life, not destroy it.

- Then do it without hurting people!

Let Farrell and all the
experiment subjects go.

- Out of the question.

Farrell is essential.

Can't you see what I'm offering him?

The greatest opportunity
every human being ever had.

A chance at immortality.

The essential Farrell will live on.

The impulses of his brain
will go into all my creatures.

Murder?

He would never know death.

Memories, feelings, his
perceptions, his very personality

will motivate an entire
new species of superbeings!

Neva.

What has happened to you?

(mysterious music)

(mysterious music)

(dramatic music)

- No, no!
- Stop it!

You don't wanna kill yourself,

you just wanna get outta here!

I wanna help you, just stop it.

I wanna help you.

And I can help you.

(gentle music)

- Take him down to the cave, lock him up.

- Are you coming?

(ominous music)

(growling)

You're in luck, Farrell.

We've just had a vacancy
on the ground floor.

(hollering)

Should have taken the offer
when you had the chance to.

- I couldn't.

- Why not?

- You see I'm gonna kill you.

I wouldn't want to owe you anything.

(laughing)

(mysterious music)

- I never did like that scent you wear.

- Leave me go.

- Come on.

You didn't sneak into my
room just to tell me that.

You know, I've been expecting
you to do something stupid.

I must admit, I never thought
you'd get up the nerve

to try and take me.

You must really have a good
case of hot pants for that guy.

- That makes two of us.

- Dirty whore!

- That's what this contest is
really all about, isn't it?

If you kill him, he's
yours, and then no one else

can ever have him.

- Shut your filthy mouth.

- I don't even have to help him, do I?

You're gonna see to it
that he tries to escape

if you have to drag him
into the woods yourself!

- Long-winded slut.

I'd be doing your old man a
favor if I cut your throat

right now!

- I'd ask him first if I were you!

And he might just be interested to know

what you have in mind
for his prize subject!

- You think he'd believe you now?

- Call him and ask!

- I'll--

- Where's Steinman?

- He won't be bothering us for a while.

We're all getting out of here.

- Look, even if it was just the
two of us, the risks would--

- There's a way out that
only my father and I know.

They won't find out
we're gone until morning.

I just can't leave them.

I won't.

- You're talking about
some kind of tunnel?

- Yes.

It's a long tunnel that
leads to a stand of trees

about 50 yards behind the house.

- And we're at the mouth of it?
- Yes.

- Can you handle this?

Would you be safe
traveling alone with them?

- Alone?

- I want you to go straight
to the top of the mountain,

turn west, and then head
for the mouth of the river.

That oughta be about three or four miles

from there to the dock.

- Well what about you?

- If I make it I'll be
waiting for you at the river.

- But why, why can't
we all travel together?

- Steinman wants me.

He'll come after me no
matter which way I go.

So we double the odds in
our favor if we split up.

(growling)

- Matt, there's only one way out of there

and there are guards stationed everywhere.

- I'll get out.

No more wasting time.

(barking)

(screaming)

Leave her, we haven't got time.

(screaming)

Okay, let's go.

(barking)

(hooting)

- Wait, wait!

This way.

(mysterious music)

- Farrell.

- Careful.

Very careful.

I'm leaving doc, and
you're coming with me.

Come on.

(cries out)

(groans)

- I thought you were a civilized man.

- Aren't we all?

- Waldo!

Come here!

Check the lock, will you?

I think it's stuck.

(hitting)

- Doctor, you want me?

- No.

No it's alright.

(exciting music)

- Over the wall.

- What?
- Come on.

Let's go.

(groaning)

(tense music)

(jazzy music)

(barking)

(adventurous music)

- I don't believe it.

- Trail leads to the mountain.

- Send three men on the trail.

- These three.

(speaking foreign language)

- You spot anyone, don't try anything.

Send up a flare.

The rest of you come with me.

- Which way?

- The short way through
the forest to the sea.

(mysterious music)

Ahamed, Luban, you two go
downstream all the way to the sea.

If you find them, don't
show yourselves to 'em.

Just keep 'em in sight
until we get back to you.

Okay.

(speaking foreign language)

(barking)
(growling)

- Ayesa stop it, stop it!

Stop it!

Ayesa, stand up!

Ayesa, stop it, stop it!

Ayesa, stand up, up!

Here.

With your hands, your hands, your hands.

One piece, one piece.

(barking)

(growling)

Ayesa, I want you to do something for me.

Go back about half a mile

and watch out for anyone
who might be following us.

And if you see anyone
you come back quickly.

Don't let them see you.

You understand?

We have to help each other.

That's the only chance we have.

Will you do it?

(tense music)

(grunting)

(speaking foreign language)

(intense music)
(screeching)

(growling)

(gun fires)

- We'll wait for Ayesa here.

We might as well get some rest.

He won't be gone very long.

(squawking)

Primo, go to sleep.

(grunting)
(screaming)

No, Primo no, no!

No, no, Primo no, no, no, no Primo no!

No no no no no Primo, no!

(dramatic music)

Primo no!

No no, Primo.
No, no, no

(squawking)

Primo, Primo come back.

(grunting)

Darmo, are you alright?

(exciting music)

- One more tracks.

More people go other way.

High mountain.

- Yeah.

The one who came through
here is more important.

No, the high mountains lead nowhere.

They have to circle to
get back to the sea,

it'll take a while to do that.

Either way we'll have the coast covered

before anyone gets through.

Dario!

Move along.

(suspenseful music)

- We'll rest here.

Get up.

- Don't move.

They'll see you.

- Who are you?

- Men after you.

Other side of forest.

To your right.

You can see them.

(dramatic music)

(suspenseful music)

- No, we can't go without Ayesa.

I wonder what's keeping her so long.

Darmo!
(squawks)

Do you see any sign of Ayesa?

(squawks)

Go after her, Kuzma.

(barks)

(suspenseful music)

(speaking foreign language)

(growling)

(gun fires)

(screaming)

(growling)

(gun fires)

(flare fires)

- They found 'em.
- No.

- If we start for that
side of the mountain now,

before morning we cut them off.

- I know they're here.

They're just a little bit ahead of us.

- That's just a guess.

You told Sancho not to send up a signal.

Unless he saw them with his own eyes.

- Alright.

(speaking foreign language)

(exciting music)

(growling)

(barking)

(suspenseful music)

- We've got to split up.

They're gaining on us
now and we can't travel

as fast as they can.

Kuzma, you and Lupa
travel toward the beach

along this trail.

The rest of us will go by
way of the forest over there.

If it goes well we should
be at the mouth of the river

around noon.

Kuzma?

Let's go.

Darmo?

Darmo?

(dramatic music)

- That's where they are.

They're either coming
this way or going west.

- String the men out west along this ridge

and move down slowly.

(speaking foreign language)

(suspenseful music)

(barks)

- Are they close?

(barking)

(gun fires)

(speaking foreign language)

(foreign language)

(speaking foreign language)

- Go.

(suspenseful music)

(guns firing)

(speaking foreign language)

(barking)

(screeching)

(barking)

(guns firing)
- No!

- Steinman.

(suspenseful music)

(squawking)

(dramatic music)

(guns firing)

(exciting music)

- I never really believed it.

You shouldn't have run away.

I told you there was still a chance.

Even now if -

I don't even know if you
understand language anymore.

But I've taken good care
of our daughter, since...

From the day...

From the day it became necessary
to take her away from you.

I never failed you!

It was your decision to offer yourself

as a volunteer for the test, not mine!

No, you were always soft.

You were never willing to take chances.

My own wife, my closest
colleague, you never understood,

you never understood!

(shouting)
- No, Mary!

Mary, I can help you, Mary.

Mary, Mary, Mary.

(light music)

(squawking)

(dramatic music)