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Schnell.

Schnell.

Oh, Karl,
there you are.

Come here.

Are you sure General Lubeck
said he will be here at 9:00?

Yes, Doctor.

It's no more than 40 minutes
from London Airport.

He should have been here
10 minutes ago.

Perhaps he forgot to adjust
his watch when he left Berlin.

That's not likely.

No one is more exacting
than our ex-general.

Oh, Karl,
the temperature, please.

Nineteen-point-five,
Doctor.

Miller is still
frozen solid.

Shall I level it up until
the general arrives?

When an organism starts
to defrost

it cannot be refrozen
without destroying the cells.

You know that.

But Miller has been frozen
for over 20 years,

ever since the war ended.

Twenty, 10, one year.

The principle governing
the decomposition

of an organism
still applies.

You ought to know that
by now.

Twenty-one-point-nine,
rising rapidly.

You'd better prepare
the contacts.

Contacts ready.

And the leads.

Leads are in order.

And power.

Power ready.

But I'm not ready.

I can't understand this sudden
request of Lubeck

to see us revive
one of the frozen bodies.

I'm afraid at best
Miller will turn out

like on of those
seven failures.

You call Joseph
a failure?

Well he's certainly
not a success.

Oh.

So, it was you who reported
to Berlin I was ready.

Reported?

Don't pretend
surprise, Karl.

I've known of your monthly
reports to Berlin

ever since Lubeck made you
my assistant when the war ended.

I was obeying orders.

All of us Germans know how
to do that, don't we?

Perhaps living here
in London

has changed your attitude
toward the party.

No, I'm as good a Nazi
as I was 25 years ago.

I'm sure you would never think
of betraying the party.

Ninety-five degrees, Doctor.

Then we can't wait.

As soon as the body reaches
normal temperature,

place it on the table
and attach the contacts.

Jawohl, Herr Doktor.

Ah.
Chilling English weather.

Dr. Norberg has certainly
found a suitable place

for his experiments.

Dr. Norberg's
residence?

Dr. Norberg is expecting
General Lubeck and myself.

Yes.

Come in, gentlemen.

How nice to see you,
Herr Doktor,

after all these years.

I'm happy to see you, general.

Herr Dr. Norberg,
Herr Tirpitz.

How do you do?

Well, this is Karl Essen,
my assistant.

Herr Tirpitz,
General Lubeck.

Dr. Norberg, the band,
it's too loose.

Come.

It looks fine.

I believe
we are ready.

In a moment.

Uh, start the power.

Double it every
two minutes, Karl,

like we rehearsed it.

Right, Doctor.

It will take a little time,
General, before we are ready.

Oh, I can wait.

I've waited 20 years
for this moment.

I can't tell you what it means
to me and the party.

I have a good idea.

Oh, no, you don't.

But I will tell you.

It's time you knew.

But General-
Hear me out, please.

It's something
you must know.

Your achievement
will mean the revival

of over 1500 of the elite
of the Nazi party

who had been frozen
and hidden away

all these years in caves,

mostly in Germany,
but also in France

and even in Egypt.

Fifteen hundred.

Well, did you think
the 12 you've put

into suspended animation
by your instant freeze method

were the only ones?

Oh, no, Herr Doktor.

When the war ended,

we Nazi's of the elite level
didn't have much of a choice.

We could stay and face
the war crimes courts,

or flee like Adolf Eichmann.

We could do away
with ourselves,

or finally,
take a chance

with your method
of preservation,

to be restored
to full capacity

at the right time,
which is now.

Fifteen hundred lives.

Did they do this
voluntarily?

Oh, yes, yes.

Everything was explained
to them.

That proves my faith in you,
Herr Doktor.

While we are waiting,

may I show Captain Tirpitz
the other three VIPs

who are still
to be revived?

Why certainly, General.

Come this way, please.

Look at them.

Enheim, Munch, Krenzer.

They haven't aged a day
in 20 years.

That's more
then we can say.

Those three and Miller
are all that's left

of the dozen that you
so generously provided.

As well as the money
for your experiments.

The expense for this
English consul,

your niece's education.

Oh, I know exactly what
you've been provided with

and how much it has cost
the party.

But the stakes
are tremendous

and worth every penny of it.

But do you know that one
has not survived,

and seven are mental cases?

But what of your recent
defrosting success?

If you are speaking
of Joseph...

judge for yourself.

To revive a body
is one thing.

I've done that.

But reviving a brain
so that it functions normally,

that's another and still
unsolved problem.

You mean that it was Joseph
who was recently defrosted?

Yes.

He was frozen accidentally.

Joseph was trapped
in the freezer for 12 hours.

I discovered him
and I revived him physically,

but I failed
to restore his mind.

It functions
in a subnormal level.

That is my great success
to date.

But Essen reported-

Yes, Essen reported.

But Essen is not a scientist
nor a doctor.

Essen's report is premature
and incorrect.

Are you saying that you have not
restored anyone

ever to normality?

Precisely.

But I will,
with time.

But there is no more time!

We need our leaders now, immediately.

I warned you, General,
20 years ago,

when you asked me
to freeze the dozen,

that it might take years

to duplicate what I had done
in restoring

frozen frogs
and snakes and fishes.

The human
is much more complex.

He's alive!

Oh, that's
a muscle spasm.

The- The brain
is the big problem.

I will try
to explain to you.

Oh, Karl.

Yes?

Keep an eye on the temperature,

and call me
when Miller is ready.

Jawohl, Herr Doktor.

Come with me, gentlemen.

Come in, gentlemen.

There they are.

Why do you keep them?

They're useless.

I'm still
a scientist.

Who knows?

My next attempt may bring me
closer to the answer.

The answer to what?

The brain has many functions,
as you know.

One is storing
millions of facts,

associations,
and habits in a...

I'll call it a memory bank

with millions of tiny
deposit boxes.

I have been seeking the critical
microscopic spots in the brain,

which will set the whole memory
bank in operation.

I have only been successful
in opening one deposit box,

which holds one
particular memory.

This was my first case.

I touched a monumental memory

in his childhood when he must
have been deprived of something

and cried bitterly for it.

This man never tires
of bouncing the ball.

He's insane.

This is your brother,
isn't it, Herr Doktor?

Yes.

Incredible how young
he looks.

I remember him when he was
Himmler's own doctor.

Always so proper
and correct.

Now he is quite violent.

This one is harmless.

He combs his hair continuously
like a vain adolescent.

He has seen or participated
in a mass burial

in the concentration camp.

As you can see,
he has religion.

Look at him.

Only 25 years old
and he acts 90.

He has seen old age
and deposited that memory

in one of his many
deposit boxes.

Well, gentlemen,
our patient may be ready now.

He's breathing.

Is everything ready?

Yes.

What is his
temperature?

Ninety-eight-point-four.

His pulse?

Sixty-eight.

His blood pressure?

One-twenty over 80.

Good.

Just relax, gentlemen.

His mind now
is a complete blank.

Turn on the power, Karl.

Oh, Elsa, it's wonderful being
home after two years.

Wait until you see
the look of surprise

all over uncle's face
when he sees me.

He thinks I won't
be finished with school

until next week.

I wish you'd told him
about me.

Don't be silly.

Any friend of mine's
perfectly welcome.

You'll love him.

Hello?

Joseph, how are you?

This is Elsa Tenney,
a friend from America

who's going
to stay with us.

Joseph, it's me, Jean.

Will you bring in
the baggage?

Joseph.

See who that is, Karl.

You'd better go see what's going
on upstairs, Karl.

Yes, sir.

Herr Essen will go with you, Joseph.

Are you expecting anyone
at this hour?

No, not tonight.

Where's your niece?

Well, she's in America
taking her masters degree.

Is she still interested
in your work?

If you are speaking of my work
with the party,

she knows nothing
of it.

She doesn't even know
I belong to it.

All she knows
is my interests and work

in the repair
of vital organs.

I was just curious.

May I proceed now?

By all means.

I will reach the membrane momentarily.

Soon we'll know.

Jean has arrived!

Fool, barging in
like that.

Anything wrong?

Possible
brain injury.

Oxygen, Karl.

What happened?

Well, my hand slipped and...

Yes?

I may have torn
the brain tissue.

Fatally?

General, nothing is more
delicate or complex

than the human brain.

That's why I needed
more time.

You are a blundering fool,
Essen!

Miller was
a young genius.

It was a mistake, General.

I did not mean it.

There is no room
for mistakes.

Karl...

You know that my niece
had orders

never to come down
to my laboratory.

She had not been home
in over a year.

She was so eager
to see you.

I felt she may have forgotten.

Never.

She knows nothing
of my work.

And just what
does she know?

I told you.

Only what the medical
profession knows.

That I'm a surgeon
who is able to freeze

vital organs
which are morbid,

operate on them and
repair them. That is all.

It's a wonderful cover
you have established, Doctor.

Thank you.

What about Miller?

I am afraid
Miller is gone.

Just like that?

Just like that.

Miller is better off that way
than those we just saw.

What can I do to help,
Herr Doktor?

Is there anything
you require?

Yes.

The impossible.

A live brain.

One I can study
and experiment with.

Where would you
get that?

You need a head.

I could get you one.

No, Karl. Forget your friends
at the morgue.

A brain without oxygen
for five minutes

begins to decompose.

It's not like an arm
or a leg.

Have you something in mind?

Yes.

I plan to keep
an ape's head alive.

I will remove the skull

and replace it with one
that is plastic and transparent.

Then I can study the brain's
functions in detail.

Perhaps I will find
my answers there.

And I have invited the American
doctor, Ted Roberts,

to visit me.

He's arriving tomorrow.

Roberts?

Isn't that the young scientist

who recently duplicated
the Russian feat

of severing a dog's head
from its body

and keeping it alive?
Yes.

His knowledge
and experience

will save me
a great deal of time.

But don't worry, General.

He will not learn anything
of our real work here.

Could we not
use Miller's head?

No, Karl.
It's been damaged.

You just take care of him,

and dispose of that uniform
as well.

Yes, Doctor.

Tonight, when everyone
is asleep.

Now, gentlemen, may I introduce
you to my niece?

Well, General, we have plenty
of room here.

Why not spend
the night with us?

I'm sure you will
find it better

than checking into
a hotel in London.

Splendid idea.

And in the morning
you'll be able to meet Elsa.

I'm sorry she isn't
feeling well.

Oh, all she needs is a good
night's sleep.

I gave her
a sleeping pill.

Well, General?

Thank you.

I appreciate
your hospitality.

Karl?
Yes, Doctor?

Our guests are spending
the night with us.

Oh, that is good. Toast.

Dr. Norberg, wake up.

Quickly, Doctor,
you must come with me.

What is it, Karl?

An emergency.
In your lab.

An accident?
Yes.

Please hurry. We only have
four minutes left.

Four minutes?
Four minutes for what?

I will tell you later. Hurry.

Who is she?

And what is he
doing here free?

She is a friend
of Jean's.

I heard a noise
and came down

just as he'd finished
strangling her.

Doctor, there is your
live head.

You only have about
two or three minutes left.

Oh, this is impossible, Karl.
This is murder!

It has to be reported.

Do you want the police
snooping around?

Time is slipping by,
Herr Doktor.

Soon her brain
will deteriorate.

I can't.

What do you think
General Lubeck would say

if he knew you had
this opportunity

and rejected it?

All right,
so I go ahead.

What am I going
to tell Jean

about the disappearance
of her friend?

Tell her that her friend
did not like the place.

That she left a note
saying she would leave here

by the 6:00 train
in the morning.

Well?

Chain him up.

And I will need
your help, Karl.

Hurry.

Good morning.
Good morning, sir.

I would like a ticket
to London, please.

Return ticket, sir?
No, no, no. Only one way.

It's for the young lady. She
does not seem to like our place.

I'll get your ticket, sir.

Thank you.

Have you seen
my uncle?

Good morning,
Miss Norberg.

Isn't he upstairs?
No.

Joseph, where's
Dr. Norberg?

Laboratory.

I must see him.

No. Locked.

He said he'd join us
for breakfast.

Won't you sit down,
Miss Norberg?

Uh, no, thank you.

Oh, I do beg
your pardon.

All right, sir.

No, thank you, Joseph.

Uncle, Elsa's disappeared.
Her things are gone.

Oh, yes, Jean.

Uh, she left
this morning.

She asked Karl to take her
to the station.

She left?

She gave Karl
a note for you.

She says she's catching
the 6:00 train

and will call me
from London.

Why should she suddenly
go to London?

I don't understand it.

Why don't you wait
for her to call.

I'm sure she will
explain it all to you.

Oh, Karl.

Yes, Miss Jean?

Did my friend say
why she was leaving?

No.

Except she seemed
most anxious to go.

She bought a one-way ticket
to London.

That is, I bought it for her
at her request

and put her and her two pieces
of luggage on the train.

Two pieces?

Mm-hm, two pieces.

She is onto something.

Nonsense, Karl.

Naturally, she is upset,
of course.

Doctor, we must not let her
find out about anything.

She won't.

Good morning.

I'm Dr. Roberts.

Ah, yes.
Dr. Norberg expects you.

I am Karl Essen, his assistant.
Come in, please.

Thank you.

I will take it.

Oh, thank you.

Dr. Norberg is in
his laboratory.

Why don't I show you
to the guest room

where you can freshen up
and relax?

That'll be fine.

In here.

Oh, thank you.

Would you tell the doctor
I've arrived?

Of course.

Can I help you?

Who are you?

I'm a guest
of Dr. Norberg's.

I hope I wasn't
interrupting you.

You weren't.

Oh, please.

If you haven't
finished your, uh-

Whatever it is one does under
a bed, I'll come back later.

It's all yours.

Still functioning.

It's alive.

What about the body?

Buried.

Very well.

I'm bringing Dr. Roberts down
later to see the laboratory.

Down here?

What about...?

Keep the cabinet locked.

If it weren't for your
brilliant papers

on the subject of keeping
vital organs alive,

I don't think I would've been
able to take

my first steps
in that direction.

There is no reason
to be so modest, Dr. Roberts.

Oh, by the way,

my niece asked you
to excuse her.

She will not be down
for dinner tonight.

Oh, I hope
I didn't offend her.

No, no, no.

She's unduly upset
by a girlfriend of hers

who departed suddenly
for London this morning.

It's, uh,
nothing important.

Would you, uh-

Would you like to see
my laboratory before dinner?

I would, indeed.

Come in, Doctor.

Come over here.

These organs have been alive
for over a year.

The heart receives nourishment

through this tube,
which carries oxygen,

glucose,
and whole blood.

The waste matter comes
out through here in this tube.

The same process applies
to the liver and the kidney.

It is good.

But these organs are small
in comparison

to what you have been
working with, Doctor.

To keep a head alive
for a long period,

that's what I call
a real achievement.

As I told you, it was simple
once you pointed the way.

I have something very
interesting to show you.

Come over here.

Karl, please.

But, Doctor.

The curtain, Karl.

Examine them, Doctor.

The pulse is normal.

Watch number four.

That's amazing.

You see, just as the brain
sends impulses

to its arms and fingers,

I send electrical impulses
to the same muscles in the arm.

And they respond just
as if the brain

had dictated
the movements to them.

It's very interesting.

You've not written anything
about this,

have you, Doctor?

No, I prefer to keep it a secret
for the present.

I have another theory I would
like to explore, first.

We will discuss the
possibilities further at dinner.

Top secret, eh?

No, just an old habit.

No one comes down here
but Karl.

I suppose I really do it
to keep my niece out.

I never discuss my work with her
or even in her presence.

I understand.
It's top secret with me too.

Do you think she'll join us
for dinner?

Possibly.

Well, Jean.

Uncle, look at this.

What is it?
It's a button.

I found it upstairs
under Elsa's...

Oh, Dr. Roberts, this is
my niece, Jean Norberg.

Yes, I've had the pleasure
of meeting Miss Norberg.

Uncle, this is very important.

The button?
Yes, the button.

It's a button
off Elsa's suit.

She wouldn't
just leave it anywhere.

Jean, you are making
a big case

out of an innocent departure,
aren't you?

Couldn't she have
lost this button

from her suit
and not realized it?

Possibly she was
in a big hurry

to get the early morning train
to London,

and didn't want to make
a big to-do about it.

After all, there is her note
and Karl's statement.

What more do you want?

Excuse me.

May I see that button?

Certainly.

Did your friend have
three buttons like this

on a floppy hat?

Why, yes.

I bumped into her as I was
getting off the train.

She seemed to be in an awful
hurry to get on board.

Was she carrying
any baggage?

I'm not sure.

Well, Jean...

I'm sorry.

Yes?

Are you all right?

Yes.

Unlock the door.

What was it?

A nightmare?

I'll get you a sedative.
Please stay with me.

Was it that bad?

Yes.

I saw Elsa's body
being buried.

But her body
didn't have a head.

Then there was a flash
of her head

separated from her body

in some kind
of a dark cave.

She seemed as if she was trying
to speak to me.

But no sound
came from her lips.

I guess that must've been
when I screamed.

I'm sorry.

That's all right.

Don't apologize.

We all have our dreams.

Sometimes they're quite beautiful.

I'd appreciate
that sedative.

There's one there
on the dresser.

How'd you like to show
a visiting American

a bit of your village
and countryside?

I won't be much company,
I'm afraid.

You still worried
about your friend?

Suppose that you felt
that deep inside of you

that something was wrong.

Despite the contrary evidence,

you were still possessed
by this feeling.

What would you do?

I think I'd go
and check it out.

I'd go talk
to the ticket collector

to see if he remembered
her leaving.

But in order to do so,
I'd first accept

an invitation
to see the village.

All right, then.

We'll go to the village
tomorrow morning.

An excellent idea.

Good night,
Dr. Roberts.

Why don't you call me Ted.

Good night, Dr. Roberts.

Good night.

That's right.

She was standing right there
with her back towards me,

waiting for the train.

So you never once
got a glimpse of her face?

That's right, Miss Norberg.

I wish I could
be more helpful.

Well, thanks, anyway,
Mr. Bailey.

Even if you had a photograph
of your friend

it wouldn't have been
much use.

Mr. Bailey
didn't see her face.

Look! Elsa's baggage!

Stop him!
Stop that man in gray!

I'm behaving like
some sort of a nut.

You tell me to run
and off I go.

Even if those were
your friend's valises,

what was I supposed
to do about it?

Grab them
and run off with them?

They were hers.
I'd know them anyplace.

Of course there are
none like hers.

You've never believed
a word I've said.

Why should you now?

I've got to find out
who that man is.

Right, sir.

Mr. Bailey.
Yes, Miss.

The man in gray who just
caught the train to London,

do you know who he is?

Well, I've only had
a few passengers today.

Oh, you mean Smith.

R. Smith,
spelled S-M-I-T-H.

With his thick German accent
you'd think it would be Schmidt.

Do you know
where he lives?

Oh, somewhere around here,
I have to imagine.

Thank you, Mr. Bailey.

Glad to be of help,
Miss Norberg.

Give my regards
to your uncle.

Mrs. Smith?

Yes?

May I speak to you
for a moment, please?

I was on my way out.

It is very important.

Who are you?

My name's
Jean Norberg.

Come in.

I'll only stay a moment.

Do you have a husband?

Husband?

What I mean is,
was it your husband

or somebody
that lives here

that went to London by train
about half an hour ago?

What are the reasons
for your questions?

He was carrying
two pieces of baggage

that belonged
to my friend.

I wanted to ask him
when he'd seen her.

My husband,
he knows no other women.

I'm sorry. I didn't mean
to imply anything-

Whatever you mean,

my husband did not
take any train today.

That was yesterday.

He is out now, walking.

I'm sorry.

That is all right.

We all make mistakes.

Thank you.

Oh, Karl.

They all look half dead.

Have they been eating?
It is that head.

It will destroy
all of us.

Oh, calm yourself, Karl.

You know it can't
do anything to you.

Why not?
It is affecting them.

More likely, it is the way you
feel which is affecting them.

They haven't
seen the head yet.

Are you trying to blame
their condition on me?

Not directly.

Karl, is something
upsetting you?

No. Nothing.

Someone has come in
the side door.

Miss Norberg!

Glad I've seen you.

I think I found someone
who can help you.

The station porter saw that
woman you talked to me about.

Where is he?

Come with me.

Alfie!

Yes, sir.

Miss Norberg would like
to talk to you a minute.

Would you excuse me,
Miss Norberg?

I've left the place unattended.

Thank you very much indeed,
Mr. Bailey.

Yes, Miss. I saw the woman
you spoke to Mr. Bailey about.

I saw them come by car.
I saw her get into the train.

And a few minutes later,
I saw him go by in the same car.

And a woman in it
with him.

I thought it strange
at the time.

Are you sure
it was the same woman?

Yes, the same
as I'm speaking to you.

She must have changed
her mind

about going by train,
and got off.

What did she look like?

She had that big,
floppy hat on.

Covered all her face.

I'm very grateful.

Thank you, Miss.

Karl, you could have
killed him.

I had to stop him.

Not by murder.

It could have been
an accident.

Karl, it is just not like it was
in the old days

when the party had to do such
things for political reasons.

What are you going
to tell him?

Something of the truth.

Make it plausible.

You are going to be all right, Doctor.

Oh, my head.

It's a slight brain concussion.

What happened?

A most unfortunate accident.

It felt like a avalanche.

Did you bring me here?

No.

I did.

What happened?

Dr. Norberg
will tell you.

Dr. Roberts,
my brother is, uh...

He is mentally ill.

He is sometimes violent.

He has been this way
ever since his experiences

in a concentration camp.

I brought him here
with me 20 years ago,

hoping to cure him.

Jean's father?
Yes,

but she knows nothing
about it.

She thinks he is dead.

My brother broke loose
and he attacked you.

It was lucky
that I heard him.

Yes.

Yes, I understand.

Uh, Miss Norberg,
let me have the address

of Mrs. R. Schmidt.

Or rather, Smith.

16 Horace Street, inspector.

16 Horace Street.
Miss Norberg,

you needn't fret about whether
the story you've just told me

is credible or not.

It's my job to check
everything out.

Thank you.

And by the way,
Miss Norberg,

keep an eye
on Karl Essen.

And don't let anyone know
of your visit here.

It might be dangerous
for you.

It's incredible,
how you've been able

to hide Jean's father here
all these years.

Well, the walls
are sound-proofed,

and Karl is great help.

I really can't understand why
he was so lax

as to leave the door open.

Sometimes my brother
is very belligerent.

Perhaps Karl has been working
too hard these days.

He's very tense,
I can tell you.

Yes.

The whole house is,
if you ask me.

You mean Jean too?

Especially Jean.

She's certain that her friend
did not leave voluntarily.

I am afraid
she may be right.

What do you mean?

Doctor, what I tell you must
be between us as scientists.

Do I have your word?

Yes, you do.

You know how
you were attacked.

Well, Elsa, Jean's friend,

was killed by my brother.

But...

It wouldn't do anyone
any good to tell Jean.

Or the police.

And I didn't want her to be
burdened with the knowledge

that her father was not only
mad, but a murderer.

But a murder
must be reported.

Yes, Doctor.

That is true.

But her unfortunate death

seemed to be
the perfect solution

to the problem
of my experiment:

To obtain a human brain
to study.

There are doctors
who experiment

with their own lives

to gain medical knowledge
and advance science.

Why could I not close my eyes
to the law just this once,

and use a dead person
to help?

Her life was gone already.

You used her head?

You kept it alive?

See for yourself.

If it were not for your papers,
I never could have done this.

It's absolutely
fantastic!

I hoped you would
be impressed.

Your nutrition goes
through here.

Your oxygen's through here.

Wonderful.

Can she see? Hear?

Talk? Think? React?

Now, Doctor,

you know that I do not have
these answers yet.

Perhaps we can find them together.

At the moment,
the oxygen and glucose

are at a minimum,

and she is in a state
of unconsciousness.

But if I increase them,

she will open her eyes and her
facial expressions will change.

So, I know that she responds
to a certain degree.

What I hope to do is to find
the right nerves in the brain.

I attach the wires
which motivate the arms to her,

and then tell her
to move them.

Now, I will turn on
the electricity.

Watch this.

It's a great achievement,
Dr. Norberg.

First, the blank expression,

and then that hatred.

She certainly is alive.

And you will
assist me?

Yes.

With your promise that no one
will hear of this,

especially Jean.

You have my word.

Yes?

May I come in?

I saw the light on
under your door.

I haven't been able
to sleep.

I want to apologize
for being so rude to you.

That's not
what kept me awake.

Yes, Jean,
I do understand.

Do you?

You don't think
I'm imagining things?

Well, what makes you
ask that?

Because suddenly, you seem to be
taking me seriously.

Well, I can't see you enduring
these dreams night after night.

Suppose something
had happened to her.

Like what?

I don't know.
It's just a supposition.

But if something
had happened,

you'd have to reconcile
yourself to it

and start living
your own life.

Is there something
you're trying to tell me?

No, no.

No, not at all.

Look, it's late. Have you got
a sleeping pill?

Well, good night.

Where's your ball?

The ball?

What are you all
frightened of?

What's the matter
with you?

Help me.

Help me.

Help me.

Help me.
Help me.

Help me.

It is me.

She's done it.

Done what?

Gone to the police.
What happened?

An inspector was here
asking a lot of questions.

He's looking
for information.

Did he ask about me?

If he's interested in you,
he'd be too smart to ask.

Besides, we've never
been together,

except for
the train business.

What- What can he
find out?

You and William
are here legally.

There are records
to prove that.

There are also earlier records,
to prove who I really am.

They are gone. Destroyed.

That's what you
keep saying.

Besides, they would never
recognize you.

Not after what those inebriated
Schwein did to me.

We are safe,
I tell you.

Get rid of her.

Your uncle's
a brilliant man.

You seem very interested
in his work this morning.

I'm sorry, Jean.

You know what we
scientists are.

A new concept
and we're carried away.

In case it gets lost,

I will put it in
Dr. Norberg's file.

I'll probably be busy
with your uncle tonight,

but how about dinner
tomorrow night?

Do you think you could
concentrate on me?

Well. Jean, you remember
Inspector Witt.

Of course
I remember him.

He just called up to ask
if he could stop by for a chat.

An old boyfriend, eh?

Uncle, may I see your lab?

My lab?

I'm surprised
that you ask this.

You have never shown
an interest in it before.

Oh, I'm sort of curious,
I guess.

Of course you can see it
if you want to.

No reason why you cannot.

As soon as Dr. Roberts and I
have completed an experiment

we are working on.

Will you excuse us?

Excuse me, Jean.

Relax, Karl.

Jean is not coming down
until we are ready.

And when she does,
we will hide everything.

Dr. Norberg, why don't you
tell her about her father?

If she knows he's alive
and we are trying to help him,

she will stop
looking around.

Well, she has only a normal
girl's curiosity.

That is all.

And why is that inspector
coming here?

It's nothing important,
I am sure.

Suppose he starts
to get curious?

Why should he
after all these years?

Karl, what's gotten
into you?

I am worried about Jean.

What does she know?

More than we think,
I bet you.

Nonsense, Karl.

If I tell her
about her father,

I will have to explain
why he looks so young.

When I have mentioned
the concentration camp,

she has always understood
I meant we were prisoners,

not Nazi administrators.

You should have told her
the truth when she was a child.

And have her live
with guilt?

No.

Why should she?

She is innocent.

Of course, this is Dr. Roberts.
Let him in, please.

That head,

I am glad
it cannot speak.

Oh, come in,
Dr. Roberts.

Are you ready?

Ready, Doctor.

Oh, my chart,
please, Karl.

She's conscious.

Yes.

There is nothing we can do
about that now, Dr. Roberts.

I- I don't think
I can go on.

Her eyes...

Yes, I understand.

Oh, uh, Karl,
a towel, please.

Perhaps Mr. Essen
can give us a lead.

Well, he has
the afternoon off.

He's been with you ever since
you arrived from Germany,

hasn't he?

Yes.

Any family?

None that I know of, no.

Would you ask him if he'd call
in and see me tomorrow?

I'll be glad to, inspector.

Well, thank you very much
for your time

and cooperation,
Dr. Norberg.

Always glad to be of assistance, inspector.

Oh, uh, by the way, do you know
the Smith people in the village?

They're Germans.

No, I don't believe
I ever heard of them.

Do you think
Karl Essen knows them?

I'll be glad to ask him, inspector.

No, don't bother.

I'll be chatting with him
myself tomorrow.

Well, I enjoyed the tea.

Goodbye, inspector.

Will you talk now?

I've told you
again and again.

No one knows
of our project.

I swear it.

And you never heard
of the Smiths?

I do not know
of any Smiths.

Perhaps a little more persuasion
would make you remember.

Tirpitz.

You would think
the war was still on.

It is.

I just told you
what I suspected

the inspector
had on his mind.

Not that I had
any base for it.

We cannot take any chances,
Herr Doktor.

You did
the right thing.

Well...

So after my graduation,

I went into research.

Jean?

Jean.

Hm?

Oh, I'm sorry.

Am I that dull?

No.

It's just that my mind
seems to be

constantly drawn
to the laboratory.

You'll see it soon.

We're nearly finished
our experiment.

Tell the general
what you told me.

Well?

I know...

the Smiths.

My family...

They know nothing.

I am loyal party man.

Why didn't we know of your
relationship to them?

I meant to tell you
when they came,

but I was afraid.

You have neglected
your duty.

Yes, General.

They help me to get things
for the doctor.

Did not want to tell him
where they came from.

But I got them anyway.

What things?

Arms.

A heart.

Other things.

I thought they came
from the morgue.

No.

You needed them.

Morgue would not cooperate.

So, got them anyway.

You mean you...

From the next town.

Two women...

and men.

You and your family
committed murder?

No.

You needed them.

I am loyal party member.

And your family knows nothing
of the purpose of those...

those objects?

I swear.

Go to your room, Essen.

You think he's telling us
the truth?

Go see the Smiths.

Hurry.

Jean.

Yes?

Do you remember
your father?

Or your mother?

No.

I guess that's why good friends
mean so much to me.

You mean Elsa.

Yes.

Just Elsa?

No one else?

He wasn't in his room.
I found him upstairs.

He tried to kill Dr. Roberts
and Jean Norberg.

Where is she?
They're both all right.

Just frightened.

I'd better go to her.

Wait, you heard
she's all right.

They think
it was an accident.

They do not know
he pushed the flower pot

off the window ledge.

Well, she may need me.
Please, General.

Wait, Herr Doktor.

She knows too much.

What do you mean?
He is hysterical.

He probably doesn't even realize
what he is saying or doing.

Kill her!
I say kill her!

I'd better give him
a sedative.

What good would a sedative do?

What then?

In there.

Tirpitz.

Tirpitz.

Lower the temperature.

Dr. Norberg!

Now we can proceed with
your test, Herr Doktor.

Tirpitz,
call Dr. Roberts down.

We cannot waste time,
Herr Doktor.

Herr Doktor.

I said we cannot
waste time.

Your niece
is all right.

Yes.

How is Jean?

Frightened,
but she'll be fine.

Doctor, you ought to check
those flower pots.

They're dangerous.

Yes, I will.

Herr Doktor.

You were waiting
for Dr. Roberts.

Oh, yes.

Where is Karl Essen?

He had to leave suddenly.

That's strange.

He was so anxious
to be here for the test.

Something urgent,
he said.

Shall we proceed?

Yes.

Are you ready, Doctor?

Ready.

You have no willpower
of your own.

You will obey
my commands.

At the count of three,
you will raise your arms.

One...

two...

three.

Did you check the connections
carefully, Doctor?

Yes, we finished
this afternoon.

I'd like to see
the chart myself.

Check the connections.

Well, don't you have it?

No.

Well then I guess
Essen has got it.

Where does he
file things?

He doesn't.

Nothing leaves this laboratory
unless I take it.

But I thought he said...

I remember seeing Karl
looking at it.

Can't you call him?

No.

I'm afraid I can't.

Herr Doktor,
is it impossible

that she just refuses
to obey?

She has no willpower,
after all.

I've never been convinced
of that, Dr. Norberg.

I tell you,
she hasn't.

I must point out, Doctor,
with due respect to your work,

that neither of us
has seen any evidence

of will or lack
of willpower.

I tell you, I know.

I know!

Yes, Doctor. Yes.

Don't humor me!

Now, Doctor,
pull yourself together.

No, you-
Will you excuse me?

Herr Doktor.

Herr Doktor,
control yourself.

Go to your niece.

Yes.

I'd better go
to my niece.

As brilliant
a scientist that he is,

Norberg is also a fool.

Just like Essen.

I wonder why Essen
hid that chart.

Yes.

And why did he want to kill
the girl and Dr. Roberts?

He said she knew
too much.

Perhaps he was not as hysterical
as Dr. Norberg suggested.

You think she knows?

Yes.

If she suspects

or knows anything
of our project,

or what happened
to her friend here,

everything would go.

Twenty years' work.

It must look
like an accident.

Help.

Help.

Jean.

Jean.

Jean.

Jean.

Jean.

Jean.

Jean.

Jean.

Jean.

Jean.

Jean. Jean.

Jean.

Jean, Jean.

Wake up.
Wake up, Jean.

Wake up.

Huh?

Let me go, Ted.
I've got to get in there.

I'll let you in.

But first I must
talk to you.

I can't wait.
Elsa needs me.

Is she in there?

Yes.

I must go in.

I don't have the key.

But if I don't prepare you
for what you're likely to see,

I can't be responsible
for the consequences.

I want to help you, Jean.

Is she all right?

I'll explain everything.

But not here.

Here, try this.
It'll relax you.

Thank you.

Water...

Oh, there's none here.
I'll go and get some for you.

Is it that bad?

Yes, it is.
And Jean,

please don't ask any questions
until you've heard it all.

Do you remember my joking
with you about that dream

when your friend was
buried without her head?

Well, that's just
what happened.

She's dead.

But I feel
she's alive.

Please, Jean,
I want to continue.

The reason
is quite obvious.

Depression over her friend's
sudden departure.

Yes.

But will Dr. Norberg
and Dr. Roberts believe it?

Norberg will convince himself
that it is true.

As for Roberts,
that's up to him.

Besides, if he calls
in the police,

how will he explain
his part in that business

with the severed head?

It was your father
who did it.

He didn't know
what he was doing.

I don't know
how to explain it.

I just went along
with your uncle's suggestion.

She was dead.
Couldn't hurt her.

Where is my father?

I believe he's in a room
beyond the laboratory.

He's been there

all those years.

I don't believe it.

Why didn't my uncle
tell me?

Perhaps to spare
your feelings.

I want to see my father.

I must.

He wouldn't know you,
I'm sure.

Besides, he's dangerous.

Don't come near me.

I'm trying to help you.

Jean, I made a mistake.

I know that.

But I didn't create
this whole situation.

Don't blame me for it.

Poor Elsa.

She wanted to leave.

You're not to blame.

No!

What is it?

I don't know.

It was as though someone

tore the glass
out of my hand.

This isn't water.

We'd better get out of here quickly.

I'm not going.

Somebody put something
in that bottle, for you.

Why?

Perhaps to keep you
from discovering Elsa.

Oh, no.

No.

It wasn't me.

I love you, Jean.

We're going to the police,
right away.

I'm not leaving here
with you.

But Jean...
If you mean what you say,

find Inspector Witt
and bring him here.

I can call him.

No, bring him here.

All right.

Keep the doors locked
when I leave here,

and open them for nobody
until I return.

Is that agreed?

I'll open them for no one.

Please be careful.

Jean.

Jean.

Oh!

Elsa.

Elsa.

No.

Want to kill-

They want
to kill you.

I can't hear you.

Jean.

What are you
doing here?

What have you done?

Where is my father?

Dr. Roberts told you?

I want to see
my father!

Did he...

Did Dr. Roberts tell you
everything about him?

Yes. Yes!

That my poor brother
is mad.

That it was he
who killed your friend.

Oh.

It wasn't my father.

Who was it?

Essen.

Who?

Essen saw it himself.

Essen.

Essen?

It was Essen who did it.

Essen?

What is it, Elsa?

What?

Over there.

Over there?

Don't go any closer, Jean!

There's something
behind this wall.

Show it to her, Herr Doktor.

Let her see it all.

She knows nothing
of that.

She knows too much.

Why not all?

Oh!

There's your friend, Essen.

Has your uncle told you
that he can unfreeze them?

Has he told you that your father
was one of them too

until he was unfrozen by him?

My father wasn't a Nazi.

Ask your uncle.

You're lying.

No, Jean.

It's true.

You're mad.

All of you.

One of the ingredients
of success, no?

In our mad world.

And now...

No, General.

You can't do that.
I must!

Step aside.

Inspector.
Downstairs, quickly.

I want my father!

Help me!

I want my fa-

Help me!

Bury me.

Bury me.

What is it, Elsa?

What?

Bury me.

Bury me.

Bury me.